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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my married woman I will grant you some setting and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick-skulled Robert Brown hair's-breadth that flows down below her shoulders. Her bosom are heavy, replete, and natural with just a tip of sag. Each breast is tipped by magnanimous round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful rophy around her protruding hard mammilla. Her fuddled stomach is matt and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small sphere of pilus above her clit. Her pussy backtalk are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets excited.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, modal looking guy, but I always continue myself in unspoiled pattern. My best attribute was my dick. I am over nine inch long and am very thick, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like head. What my married woman, and other womanhood, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the tightest holes.

This story is true, with some alterations like figure and dates. I also took some liberty to fuse some experiences so the story would not puff on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this story has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

06a - Adding to the chemical group ( shortstop history ) : ( M/F, M+/F, wife )

I was still building the mathematical group. The chemical group of men that I was going to part Carole with in exchange for favors like their wives or some kind of business dealing. There was one Guy that I was going to lend into the mathematical group. He could assist with legal matters and, as a bonus, Carole had always thought he was kind of cute.

Guy, we will call him, was a medium-sized thin man with glasses. Carole thought he was charming with a certain schoolboyish appeal.

I called him and made dinner arrangements for a Friday nighttime. I told her who we were going to go meet and she was excited. I gave her operating instructions about what to wear. She looked amazing in her pixilated jeans and a loose button-up shirt. I allowed her panties, but no bra. She looked fantastic as she moved. Her titty swayed seductively, unbound inside her shirt, as she walked.

We drove over to Guy's house and met him there. I drove them both to dinner in our van.

Dinner started with a normal conversation. I knew that Guy had noticed she was braless. His eyes wondered to her chest a lot."You look beautiful,"he told her, looking quickly over at me to game my chemical reaction. I just nodded in arrangement at him.

"Thank you,"Carole responded with a smile.

It was then that I noticed that she had started to pay less attention to her meal. She sat there, with her fork in her hand, not moving. Nonchalantly, I leaned back slightly and looked down into her lap. Guy had slipped off his brake shoe and had brought his foot up between her pegleg and had it up against her pussy. Guy was rolling his toes, massaging her pussy with his foot.

I leaned back forward and made no indication that I had seen anything."Don't like the food ?"I asked Carole, breaking her out of her trance.

"No, no, it's mulct,"she said breathily. She reached down and took cargo hold of her wine field glass. She took a big swig.

A couple minutes later, she had stopped eating again.

"You should just get it over with,"I said, leaning over and kissing her on the impudence. I reached down and took hold of the zipper pulling tab of her denim and quickly unzipped them. Guy, who was a petty scandalise, started to propel his foot. I took clasp of Carole's left hand and guided it down to her crotch."Make yourself cum,"I told her."It's okay,"I told Guy."You can help."

Carole slipped her hand inside her scanty and started rubbing her clit. Guy and I watched Carole's cheek as she drove herself to an farseeing grinding sexual climax. She stifled her gasps and moans as she twitched and came on her fingers.

"That was awesome,"Guy told her."You are so beautiful."

Regaining her calm, Carole smiled at him and said,"Thank you."

She took her hand out of her pantie and put in on his ft, which was still between her leg. She pulled it up against her wet panty-covered cunt. He started rubbing it again.

As he rubbed her, we got a coffee and tried to talk more. At the end of the meal, I suggested we go for a paseo. Carole zipped her jeans back up and I paid the broadsheet. We got up from the mesa and left the restaurant. We walked over towards a closed slip shopping mall, just to walk.

Guy took Carole's in good order hand and I took her right. As soon as we were away from the restaurant, I reached over and unbuttoned one button of her shirt. Carole smiled and Guy looked.

"Wow,"he said."You are sexy."

"Thanks,"she said, enjoying him looking and loving his compliments.

I reached over and unbuttoned two Sir Thomas More buttons. Carole's shirt was now exposed to a power point below her tit contrast. Guy now had a great view of her tits. As we walked, he swung her hired hand further and further. As he swung her arm, Carole's titmouse bounced.

I grinned as I watched and then reached over again. I unbuttoned the utmost button and pulled her shirt tails out, untucking them from her jean. Carole's tits came all the way out. She smiled at Guy as he stared.

"Aren't those great ?"I asked, rhetorically.

"Oh, my God, yes,"Guy said.

I steered the three of us back towards the van. Carole did not even attempt to fix her shirt as the farting blew it completely unfastened, even though we walked passed a yoke walking out to their car. Both of them saw her, but she didn't do anything to cover herself, which made me proud.

We got in the van, Carole in the back and Guy in the front passenger rear. I started the locomotive engine and backed out of the parking spot. I looked at my beautiful wife in the mirror and said,"You might as well take it off."

Carole eagerly pulled her shirt off and moved up between the two front chieftain's death chair. She pushed her big tits up right between Guy and me.

Guy, still not sure how far he could go, just looked down at them and said,"You are so beautiful."Unconsciously, he licked his lips.

"They feel beneficial than they look,"I encouraged.

"I bet,"he said. Carole turned slightly, pointing them at him. Guy took the opportunity and put his paw on her leftover tit. He squeezed it."Oh, my God,"he mumbled.

We got to Guy's place. I drove up his private road and turned off the van. I turned to look at them. Carole was looking down as Guy played with her tit. I reached over and ran my bridge player over the back of her head."Come on, let's go inside,"I said. Carole looked up into Guy's eyes and then leaned in and kissed him."Come on,"I repeated.

I got out of the van. Guy got out the other side and opened the back door of the van for Carole. To Guy's surprisal, but not to mine, Carole got out of the van without putting her shirt back on. She left it on the backseat. Guy looked around nervously to see if any of his neighbors were looking."It's okay,"Carole said, taking his bridge player. The three of us went into Guy's place.

Carole led Guy into the livelihood room and then turned to face him. She pulled him close and kissed him again. Carole took the pencil lead and started to lift Guy's shirt. He let her remove it. They returned to kissing.

I went into the kitchen and got myself a beer. When I returned, I sat down one of the chairs to keep an eye on. They were still standing in the heart of the room petting. Carole had her denim unsnapped and was pushing them down over her hips. She wiggled her pelvic arch as she pushed the jeans and panties down. They both fell to the flooring and she stepped out of them and kicked them away.

Guy's deal moved down from her vertebral column to her ass. He cupped her face and squeezed as they continued to kiss. Carole reached down between their bodies and unsnapped Guy's jeans. She unzipped the blue jean and then pushed them down. Guy let go of her ass and helped her push his pant down.

When his knickers fell, Guy's hard cock popped out. It was long but thin. Carole's hired man were all over it, but only for a minute. She brought her hands up to his thorax and pushed him back. When he stepped back, she slowly dropped to her articulatio genus in front of him. She took his pecker back in her hands and started to stroke it.

She looked at me for a second and smiled at me. Without taking her center off me, she pulled Guy's dick down to her mouthpiece and kissed the headspring. His hand came down to behind her head. She turned her head slightly and took his cock into her mouth."Oh, ass,"Guy moaned.

Carole rolled his balls around in her bridge player as she took his entire rod down her throat."Oh, my God,"Guy groaned.

"She is great at that, isn't she ?"I chimed in.

Guy didn't say anything, he just watched as my wife started to bob her head on his peter. He took hold of her chief, a hand on both sides, and started guiding her rear and forth, pulling her all the way in, burying his cock in her mouth.

Carole let him curb the pace. She sucked deep and hard. It only took a yoke minutes before Guy started to gasp for air."Oh, fuck,"he panted as he pulled her face all the way into him, burying his rooster down her throat.

I watched Carole's pharynx expand and contract as she gulped, swallowing Guy's cum.

When he was done, he pushed her back, pulling his pecker out of her mouthpiece. He stepped back and looked down at her."Oh, my God, that was great."

Carole smiled up at him and then scooted up to him again. She took his wet hitch cock back into her mouthpiece and sucked it again."Oh, nookie, give me a minute,"Guy gasped.

They hadn't noticed, but by now I had my own dick out and was stroking it as I watched. Carole looked over at me and smiled."seed here, you little slut, and nurse my cock,"I told her.

creeping on her hand and human knee, she brought her cheek right up between my branch and watched as I stroked the foresighted pole in movement of her. She leaned in and sucked my balls into her mouth."That's right, you whore, blow my globe,"I said.

Guy sat down on the lounge and watched.

I pushed my surd cock down towards her look. She pushed my nut out of her backtalk with her natural language and licked up the shaft of my cock. Reaching up, she took control of my cock as she sucked the bulbous promontory into her mouth. For a minute, she just wrapped her lips around the read/write head and alternated between sucking hard on it and licking the tip.

"Don't teaser me, beef, suck it,"I told her.

Carole drove her sass down my diaphysis, taking the integral nine-inch rod into her mouth and down her throat.

"That's right,"I said."Suck it like you were trained to do."

I let her suck my prick for several minutes before I got up. I dropped my pants the rest of the way and I got down onto the floor."Get on,"I ordered. Carole straddled me. She lifted herself up high enough to draw my turncock upright and then sat down on it, driving it up into her pussy.

"Ohhhhh,"she gasped as she dropped down on it and I penetrated her deeply. I grabbed her articulatio coxae and pulled her all the way down."Oh, God, it is so big,"she groaned."God, I love it."

I looked over at Guy, who was stroking his now re-hardened cock."Join us,"I told him. I pulled Carole down plane on top of me. Guy wasn't sure what to do, but he came over to his."piece of tail her in the ass,"I told him.

He straddled my legs and moved up behind Carole."Is that what you want ?"He asked her.

"Mhmm,"she groaned.

"Do you want me to put it in your butt ?"he asked again.

"Tell him,"I ordered.

"Yes, please,"she purred."Please put it in my butt."

Guy spit in his hands and rubbed it all over his dick before placing it at the entrance to her ass and pushing forward.

Carole let out her taleteller squeal as Guy's cock drove its way deep into her bowel. I pushed her up off my thorax and looked into her eyes."Fuck us,"I told her. She started to move back and forth on our two dicks. As she did, her big full knocker scraped up and down my chest. I reached in and took delay of them.

"You like to be fucked like this, don't you ?"I asked her.

"Oh, God, yes,"she moaned.

"You like it up the ass, don't you ?"

"Oh, God, yes ..."

I could see on her font that she was about to cum, so I pinched her nipples. Her total physical structure shook in a massive orgasm."Oh, God,"she repeated."Oh, God ... Oh, God ... Oh, fucking ... yeah, fuck me ... fuck me."Carole gasped for air as her eubstance orgasmed around our buried cocks.

At the same time, I could feel Guy's cock explode oceanic abyss in her tight ass. The combination of the two of them cumming drove me over the bound, so I joined them. Carole continued to cum as the two of us sprayed our hot semen late inside her.

Guy pulled out of her ass and Carole fell back down onto my thorax. I pushed her off me and got up, leaving her on the floor. The two of us men sat on the death chair and looked down on my beautiful raw wife while we regained our composure."You have a spare sleeping accommodation ?"I asked him.

"Yeah, indisputable,"he responded with a smile.

"cool, where ?"I asked. He pointed."okay, I'm going to bed. See you two in the morning."To Guy's amazement, I just got up and left.

From the floor, Carole smiled up at him.

A bit later, I heard the shower come on and the two of them giggling and talking in the shower.

I woke up around midnight with the sound of the bed in the room next to mine slamming against the bulwark. Carole was groaning loudly and mumbling,"Oh, fuck yeah. Fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck me ..."

I heard him grunt as he came and then silence.

A second later, I heard him say,"Oh, yeah, that's it."I knew she was sucking him clean.

I woke up again a couple minute later with Carole squealing."God, your ass is so tight,"Guy almost yelled. The room when quiet again a couple proceedings later.

I got up around seven and went into the kitchen to make some coffee. The two of them stumbled out when the smell of fresh coffee made it into their room. Guy had put on some shorts, but Carole was still completely naked. They both looked like they hadn't slept at all. I knew that hadn't slept much.

"You look tired,"I said with a smile.

Carole smiled back and Guy said,"Wow, she is amazing."He leaned over to her and they kissed."You are amazing,"he told her.

After breakfast, I got up and went back into the kitchen. The two of them were sitting close, talking to each other and kissing. I got myself another cup of coffee and then I went back out to start cleaning up the dishes.

When I came back out, Carole was in her death chair, her arms lifting up her legs and holding them up and scatter. Guy was between them, his cock buried in her pussy.

I sat back down at the table and watched.

It was an unenviable position, but Guy managed it. He slammed up into her at a speedy rate. Carole's toes started to curl behind his back as she got closer and closer to orgasm.

I could hear him whispering in her ear."Oh, God, your pussy is great,"he said softly."I love fucking you."

"Oh, God, yes ..."Carole moaned. Then her middle injection all-embracing open and her jaw fell. Her orgasm was intense."Oh, fuck ..."she gasped.

At the same time, Guy let loose.

The two of them came together. It was a corking sight to see. When they were done, he kissed her and got off her. He sat back down in the chair next to her.

"My turn,"I said, standing."Get up,"I told her.

Carole stood up from the chair. I pulled her finale to me, kissed her, and then turned her around. I bent her over. Her hands went to her articulatio genus to brace herself, but I pushed her forward so that her brass was directly in front line of Guy's. Then I rammed my cock into her.

"Ohhhh,"she gasped as she reached up and took grip of Guy's shoulders to energize herself.

holding tightly onto her hips, I fucked her hard. Knowing that this position would convey her close to orgasm, but not relieve oneself her cum, made the act More fun. Looking directly into Guy's face, I drove Carole right to the edge. She gasped and moaned.

Guy took the chance to reach in and take hold of her two big swinging tits. He kissed her as he fondled them. He pulled on her nipples and twisted them with his fingers. Carole moaned and squirmed, trying in vain to let herself cum. She knew I didn't want her too.

"Come on, you little fucking slattern,"I grunted."Let me fuck your whore body. Fuck me back."She pushed back against my thrusts."Oh, Fuck, I am going to cum,"I announced."Get on your knees."

Carole quickly moved forward and turned. She dropped to her stifle. I took hold of my shaft just as the first spurt left the tip. The low gear blast hit her directly in the face. I pumped my cock hard with my fist. Cum shot all over her face and chest. When I was done, she was covered. Cum dripped off her chin onto her big heaving tits.

"Go get cleaned up,"I told her, as I sat back down on the dining room chair.

Guy's center followed her ass out of the room.

"You like her ?"I asked, rhetorically

"God, yes,"he said.

"Good,"I smiled."Well here's the bargain. I am starting a group. A group of similarly minded businessmen that will ferment together to help each other out. One of the perquisite to being in the group is Carole."

"I'm in,"Guy said before I could finish.

Before Carole rejoined us, I told him the residue of the arrangement and he agreed.

When Carole came back in, I was standing, now fully dressed."Bring her back tomorrow night,"I told Guy. He stood and excite my hand. I kissed her and patted her on the ass."Be a good girl,"I told her with a smile.

I left .