For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my married woman I will give you some background knowledge 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 deep Brown University tomentum that flows down below her shoulders. Her breasts are large, full, and born with just a hint of sag. Each chest is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding operose nipples. Her tight venter is flat and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her slit shaved, except for a little surface area of fuzz above her clit. Her pussy lips are equally amazing. They are prospicient, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets emotional.

I, on the other hired hand, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always keep on myself in full configuration. My outflank attribute was my cock. 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 women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven column inch, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the compressed holes.

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

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right field after our son was born, I decided that it was clip to build a group. A grouping of like-minded somebody that would enjoy Carole as much as I do. I would call for only friends with money and emplacement. My view was that it would be much more true and safer than just free-ranging her. I was sure we could do work out some deals, maybe work in some wife swapping. I had to be selective and be relatively indisputable they would link up before the opportunity was presented. That was the arduous role, finding the right men.

The very first recruiting seance was a fire hook secret plan. I invited over four friends for a game Night. They all arrived around eight o'clock that night. Carole was upstair with the sister as I invited them in. We sat around the table, drank and chatted.

Robert, who was the sometime in the cluster at thirty-five, was a very successful businessman who owned various different occupation in the country. He was short and slight and wear upon spectacles. He was married, but I knew he played around.

St. John the Apostle, on the other hand, was a tall brawny man who owned a serial publication of gym across the country. Probably the moneyed of all of us, he was undivided and enjoyed the finer things in life…including fine women.

Frank was a banker. A very intelligence guy of culture medium build and looks, he was married but I knew he was screwing his secretary.

And lastly, there was Tom. He owned a huge boat, yacht, dealership on the bay. He too was married, but there always seemed to be Bikini skirt on his boats whenever we went out with him.

The game we were playing was just centime poker, not to establish money, but to just have fun. I knew the men through business enterprise, but we were getting to be good booster. We were several deal in and several beers down when Henry Martyn Robert asked,"So where is your beautiful wife ?"

"Upstairs with the baby. She should be down soon,"I replied. A few second later she came around the box. All the hombre, including me, stopped everything and stared.

Carole looked amazingly sexy. She had only given birth a couple months before, but she had worked very hard to flatten her tummy and lose the weight. Her outfit highlighted her success.

She was wearing a dyad of tight white shorts. Her ass and branch were very shapely and the drawers showed it. Her stomach was exposed because she was wearing a hooter half-shirt that barely covered her huge mammilla. The pregnancy had made Carole's 34 d-cup bosom grow to a very large sizing ... like an f-cup. She was still nursing the infant, so they were still full of Milk and still fucking vast. The shirt hung over the forepart of her full tits, covering her big areola, but was brusque enough to show a lot of under-boob.

She wasn't wearing a bra. From the side angle that I had on her, I could see the curvature of her arduous tit from her chest all the way to the social movement of her shirt. I was in awe, as I am sure the other guy wire were too, that even though she had grown to that sizing, they were still loyal enough to adjudge themselves up like that without a bra.

She smiled at us and said,"Hi."When she lifted her paw and gave a little wave, the shirt lifted and gave us all a quick piffling glimpse of brown areola.

"Hi, sister,"I said, giving her a prompt kiss."Can you play us some more beer ?"

"Sure,"she said with a big smile, turned and walked into the kitchen. We all watched her ass as she left the room.

"Oh, my God,"Frank said. We all knew what he meant.

John the Evangelist asked with a smiling,"Does she encounter strip poker ?"

"Yeah,"I laughed,"but she is a terrible thespian. She always loses."

"Well, that's not a bad thing,"Tom said."Not with those big babies bouncing around anyway."Everyone laughed.

Carole came back in the room. We all watched her as she traveled around the table giving everyone a new beer. When she moved, those big nipple moved under that shirt. It was incredibly sexy.

The game continued and Carole hovered around the tabular array bringing us more crapulence and snack. When I deemed the group intoxicated enough, but not too much, I started intentionally losing each hand. If it looked like I had a opportunity to win, I would fold, otherwise I would abide in and drop off as many penny as I could. Eventually, I was broke.

"You want a loanword,"hot dog, the banker, joked, as the future hand was dealt.

"No,"I said with sham indignity."How about this. How very much do you believe Carole's shirt is worth ?"She came over and stood next to me.

"I'll bet a nickel,"wienerwurst offered, with a smile.

"okeh,"I agreed."Everyone put in five penny. If I lose, she loses her shirt."penny flew onto the table and the cards were dealt. whoremonger won the hand.

"shucks it,"I cursed, looking at all the faces around the tabular array. They were all smiles.

I turned to Carole and held out my hand. She looked around at all the men's faces before looking back at me. Then she slowly, almost seductively, lifted her shirt up and off. There was a collective gasp around the mesa. She looked terrific. Such a beautiful char with outsize conceited tits standing topless in front of us. Wonderful.

"Okay, O.K., okey,"I brought the attention back to the game, well variety of."I still don't have any money. How a good deal for her shorts ?"

"Nickel,"Frank said again.

I won the following round. Which I thought was consummate. So for the next respective minutes, I played with my fifteen centime as Carole walked around topless still bringing beer to us. There were several prison term that she intentionally rubbed her big tits across one of the men's arms or pushed them up against their back as she put another beer on the table. Soon I was broke again.

"Same slew,"I offered, to which they all readily agreed. This time, however, I lost. Carole had to drop her boxershorts to the floor. She wasn't wearing any panties.

"Jesus, you are beautiful,"Robert told her. He took her hired man and pulled her over towards him. When she was right in strawman of him, he looked her young nude body up and down. Her ass looked prominent from my vantage point and I am sure her fluent shaven pussycat looked amazing from his."So beautiful, and you are such a great sport."

Carole smiled at him and said,"Thank you."

I pulled her back over to me.

"Now what ?"Tom asked.

I paused, looking attentive."How about the same deal with the winner getting her to sit on his lap for a round ?"

The guys couldn't get their money in fast enough. Thankfully, I won the next round. While she sat on my leg, I had gently played with her left tit, which began leaking a minuscule milk. The guys were all disappointed they hadn't won, they all wanted to be the guy playing with her. It didn't take me long, however, to fall back the fifteen cent again and have her up for the loot.

Robert, the fortunate winner, pulled her over to him and she sat down onto his lap.

I took the cards, shuffled them, and passed them out. Robert didn't even blame up his carte du jour. Instead, he had turned Carole's grimace to his and they were kissing. I looked at my hand and then threw it down, folding."piece of tail,"I said, standing."I got ta aim a leak."I walked off.

I took my time. When I came back into the living room I stopped, still out of mess of the former guy cable. Robert had his pants down around his articulatio talocruralis. Carole was straddling him, facing him, and ecstatically riding his hammer. She was really into it. She was bouncing up and down on him, grinding her pussy into him.

"Oh, God, yes,"she purred. Her head fell back as she moaned in rank pleasure. She arched her back and leaned back, putting her hands on his knees behind her. Still she grinded into him. In this position, she was basically presenting her big wonderful full boob to him. They bounced in front of his oculus as she fucked herself on his hard cock.

He took full vantage of the presentation. His custody were all over her tits. When he squeezed, she leaked milk. She quickly reached climax. When she came, she cried out,"Oh, fuck, oh, God, oh, yeah, fuck me, have a go at it me, fuck me."

Even from across the way, I could see her consistency temblor with orgasmic joy. Her dead body quivered. She was covered with goose gibbousness. Her nipples hardened and milk dripped faster out of them. Robert pulled one of her mammilla up to his mouth and sucked it hard. She shuddered visibly. She stopped moving for a second and looked down at the man sucking her tit.

The intact scene reminded me just how much my wife loves to bonk. I don't mean she likes to stimulate love. I don't mean she likes to have sex. I mean she loves to FUCK. She craves that absolute shameless wild no holds barred fuck.

Carole started slowly grinding on his shaft again. It wasn't long before she was moaning again and mumbling,"Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, yes. Yes. Yes. fucking me."Again, she came. This time it was less acute, but it lasted longer, and this time it didn't stop grinding for quite a spell, cumming the entire time.

Carole is one of those few cleaning woman that can have multiple orgasm. One of the many reason, I think that she loves to have a go at it so very much. She can continue to orgasm for minute of arc at a time and, after a short recovery, can cum again, and again, and again. It is so fantastic to experience, or even just lookout man. The face on her brass is so great. That look of total joy, almost one of total curiosity. One of submission to the impression, to the pleasure, to the sex. She is completely unable to obligate anything back when she is in that moment. She loses stress, becoming a slave to the orgasm.

I decided to walk back to the board. Carole saw me. The look on her face was one of being totally lost in the pleasure. She wasn't there. She was floating. Her consistency continued to throb. Her nipples continue to drip. She stopped crying out, instead she just continuously gasp for air. Her heart were encompassing and her mouthpiece dropped open.

Just at that moment, Henry Martyn Robert groaned,"Fuck."Everyone at the tabular array knew he was cumming inside her. She didn't hitch grinding as the man emptied his formal up into her. She loved the notion of the man shooting his hot cum into her. When he was done, he leaned back into his chair.

Just at that present moment, Tom, who had dropped his bloomers during the action, grabbed Carole's hip joint and pulled her back. She stood up, pulling off Henry M. Robert's cock and continued rearward towards Tom. Tom guided her binding until she had straddled his leg and then pulled her down onto his sozzled cock.

"Oh, God, yes,"Carole moaned as Tom's long hard cock pushed its way up into her wet pussy. Carole immediately started to move up and down on his long loggerheaded shaft.

I watched her case as it changed. It only took a minute of arc before Carole was cumming yet again. Tom had a firm grip of her hips and guided her up and down on his cock. Carole's quivering pussy set him off. He shot his load up into my wife's pussy. Tom waited a minute, enjoying the moment, before pushing her up off him.

She stood there, not moving, waiting to see what, or who, was going to be next. She smiled at dog as he moved up behind her. He turned her slightly, so she could snaffle postponement of the table. He bent her forward. hotdog then mounted her from behind. His cock slid easily into her wet pussy.

This is always astonish to watch. When the guy pounds into her, her big tits swing beautifully from the wallop. This meter it was quite a pot because she was so huge. Those big dripping udder were so grand to await at and determine bounce and lilt. After several min of fucking, she had been pushed further onto the table. She put her elbows down on the table to get a better bobby pin. When that happened her titty rested on the tabular array, her nipples rubbed across the table.

By then, Frank was really going at it. He was pounding into her hard and fast. That stance, or any kind of doggie really, would not make Carole cum without supernumerary stimulation to her citreous, and dog was not playing with it. Carole needed a break anyway, so she didn't try to rub it herself. That position did, however, drive him to the brink. He added the third shipment to her already squashy puss, and then stepped back. He stood there, looking at her still bent-grass over in front end of him. He gasped for air, trying to catch his breath.

Again, Carole didn't move after frank pulled out of her. She just stood there, bent over the table, legs banquet, and dripping cum. She looked over and saw John standing there, just looking at her. He was still fully dressed. He didn't relocation or speak for over a minute. He slowly pulled off his jersey, revealing his taught hefty stomach and pectus. He dropped his shirt onto his chair and slowly walked over to her.

Running his hand over her bare ass, he smiled down on her. Then, with a quick slap, he swatted her ass."stall up,"he said. She did. He turned her to face him and he took a long facial expression down her nudeness."You have a great body,"he told her. He cupped his script under her big heavy wide-cut tits and lifted them up slightly."These are wonderful,"he said. He squeezed them both lightly, making them drip more milk. Then his paw moved down over her breadbasket and onto her pussy."I like that you keep yourself fresh shaved like this,"he said as his fingers danced over her button. Her body shuddered slightly from the feeling."I like to be able to plainly see the full pussy. Especially when it is being fucked."

He lifted her up and sat down onto the table and then lowered her down onto her back. She lifted her nous up off the tabular array and watched his hands as he unzipped his fly and brought out his cock. I could see on her face that she was happy with what she saw. He moved her on the table so that her ass was on the border of the board and then he moved up between her legs. He dropped his cock down her tummy."You like what you see ?"he asked.

"Yes, Sir,"she answered.

"I knew it when I first saw you. You like the cock, don't you ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she admitted. The talk excited her. Her disquiet was plainly obvious. Everyone watching could tell she wanted it bad.

"Just like I thought,"he said. He took his cock in his paw and rubbed it right across her clit."You want me to fuck you with it ?"

"Yes, Sir. Please."

"Then beg for it,"he said."Beg for my cock."

"Please,"was all she said.

"Come on, you fiddling bitch, you can do salutary than that,"he taunted, as he ran the cock head up and down between her pussy lip, but didn't penetrate her."Tell me how very much you want me to fuck you with my stopcock. Say it. Beg for it. Tell me how very much you want me to know you, to use you, you fucking trollop. Say it !"Just then he pushed the bulbous school principal of his cock into her for just a minute and then pulled it back out.

"Oh, God, yes,"she started."Please, oh God, please fuck me. delight give it to me. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Use me. Please. Please."

"More,"lav said, pushing it boost inside her.

"Please, please, please,"she begged."I want your rooster inside me. I love to fuck. Please fuck me. Use me. Fuck me hard."John rammed into her."Ahhhh,"she cried out in joyous surprise.

John the Divine reached down and gathered up her legs and pushed them up into the air. He took her ankle joint in his work force, spread her legs apart, and started to flap down into her. She squirmed and moaned as he fucked her.

Man, what a hot stack to see. He held her stage up and apart like he was going to pretend a wish. His jab were sinewy and profligate. Her entire torso was recoiling from the impacts. Her knocker moved in waves, recoiling from the rape on her body. She was moaning out loud, mumbling unintelligible things, but every now and then you could make out a"fuck me"or"please"or"cock."

When he finally came, it must sustain been a huge gush. Her center shot subject and she looked down at him. She mouthed,"Oh, my God !"as cum started to squirt out around his cock. His pounding didn't layover, he continued to thrust into her as cum streamed from her pussy.

Eventually he stopped and stepped back, pulling his turncock out of her. With a smooth motion, he pulled her off the board and he pushed her to her knee. He stepped punt up and pushed his cock, still drenched with the cum of four men, into her face. She immediately took it into her mouth started sucking.

He starred down at her in wonder, enjoying her immensely. When he regained his composure, he started stroking her pilus letting her continue to suck his shrinking cock."That's a good girl,"he said. He looked over at me and said,"Shit, that's a hell of a slut wife you got here."I smiled proudly back at him and nodded.

Carole disappeared into the bathroom to make clean up, I got into the details with the guys.

"So here is the deal,"I started."I knew when I married her she was a sex addict. The girl is an absolute adulteress. In edict to really ensure her, I had to broadcast her to training. She is now my slave, a sum submissive. But she still can't say ‘ no'to sex and still has a need for more men. What I am looking to do is build a group of friends who I can trust. Carole is going to be the trophy we will all portion. I mean, on social occasion we can also work some business deals that would be mutually beneficial to each party and I will use Carole to say, edulcorate the deal."I smiled.

"You said you sent her to training ?"Henry Martyn Robert asked."What variety of training ?"

"She spent a calendar month with a Master hard worker Trainer. She was trained in all facial expression of being a submissive slave and obedience as well as all view of intimate performance."

"A calendar month ? Really ?"Frank asked, a niggling shocked."Wow, so you sent her to be fucked for a calendar month by some guy ?"

"Guys,"I corrected with a smile.

"So you are asking if we want to be in the group you are forming ?"Robert asked.

"Yes,"I said.

Just then Carole returned from the professional bathroom. She looked so beautiful. She was still completely defenseless. Her thick long Robert Brown pilus flowed down to her shoulders, framing her fantastic smile look. Her big Robert Brown puppy-dog eyes looked wantonly at me, and then at the other men.

Her big full swollen knocker stuck out from her bureau, presenting themselves, just asking to be played with and sucked. Her mammilla were red and swollen. Her stomach, while still not back to pre-pregnant shape, was tight and almost back to being flat. Her pussy looked a little red, with swollen brim that were still slightly parted.

Her look and body had the glow of a recently fucked woman, but she also had a look like she was cook to continue. She wore a nasty little grin. Beautiful.

From my electric chair, I looked up at her and then snapped my fingers and pointed to the story next to me. Immediately, she moved over adjacent to me and got down on her knee. With her knee spread wide apart and her sitting on her heel, she brought her hands to a rest on her second joint. She arched her back, pushing her mamilla out even further. As per her preparation, she kept her head up, but looked down at the floor. Her posture was perfect.

I reached into the drawer of the end table, next to my electric chair and pulled out a leather dog collar and a tether. I wrapped the taking into custody around her beautiful neck and buckled it.

"Very nice,"John said.

"Perfect,"Robert agreed.

I leaned forward in my president, admiring my naked married woman, and then clipped the lead into the D-ring of the leash. I handed the tercet up to John."You can take her in there,"I said, pointing to one of the node bedrooms. Gospel According to John, smiled at me and then pulled on the trio. On her hands and knees, Carole followed the big man, crawling behind him into the bedroom.

The other three men followed them in. I got up and went to get several more beers. When I got in the sleeping accommodation, I handed out the beers to the three men watching. Carole was on her back on the bed. Her feet were up in the air. John the Divine pulled her legs up against his breast as he slowly fucked her. He looked down at her face as he slowly slid his stopcock in and out of her wet puss. Carole moaned continuously,"Oh, yeah ..."Her toes curled into that taleteller sign of the zodiac of extremum pleasure.

After several arcminute in this position, Saint John pushed her wooden leg down next to her torso. He put his custody behind her human knee and pushed them down unconditional onto the bed adjacent to her chest. With her stifle basically future to her pectus, she had to rearrange her big mamilla. She pushed them up and out of the way of her legs.

Robert saw an opportunity for some fun and climbed on the bed above Carole's header. Henry M. Robert took hold of her feet and pulled them the relief of the way back, folding her completely in half. Robert crossed her ankles behind her head. The move caused Carole to possess to bring her munition up over her pegleg ( I guess behind her knees, hard to describe ) and made her have to lift her head up. It also lifted her ass up off the bed, giving John a different pussy Angle to plunge down into.

She was now looking directly down her body and at the man's cock that was fucking in and out of her.

When Carole's ankles looked like they were going to last out in situation, Robert let go of them. His hands moved down to her breast and he gathered the Brobdingnagian tits up into his mitt. Bringing them together and squeezing at the Lapp time cause a long squirt of Milk River to pip out. Squeezing his thumb and first off fingers together, squeezing the mamilla, Robert continued to ferment them. Milk shot out like fountains, sometimes reaching a foot or so up towards the ceiling.

Carole's face showed the extreme pleasance she was experiencing. Her eyes went full when she saw Milk River shoot up into the air. At the Lapplander time, between her tits, she could ascertain John power hammer in and out of her. The sense datum were too lots for her. She started cumming, a long and instance orgasm.

While still making the Milk shoot up in the air, Henry M. Robert started aiming where the Milk would set ashore. After a twain of missed snap, he arched a blast of milk onto Carole's face, hitting her on the forehead."Open your mouth,"he instructed Carole. After a duo more misses that landed on her face, he successfully arched a stream perfectly through the air and right in her mouth.

Then he got another estimate."Suck it,"he told her, pulling her rightfulness tit up to her mouth. Carole sucked the tit right into her mouth."Drink it,"Robert ordered. Immediately, she started nursing from her own tit.

I wasn't sure if this act drive her into orgasm or if she cumming from the big tool in her, but she was obviously cumming hard.

The sight and the flavour was too often for John. He started to moan and gasp for air. His body trembled as he shot his consignment up into my wife."God darn, you are a hot piece of ass,"he gasped, after he finished.

Robert took clench of Carole's feet, pulled them out from behind her head, and released them completely. She unfolded. He took hold of the III and told her to become over. With one swift move, Robert pulled her up onto her hired hand and knees. He lined himself up behind her and shoved his cock in with one thrust. Carole gasped loudly from the sudden intrusion.

Robert pulled back on the leash as he started fucking her hard. Frank took the opportunity to get up on the bed and move in movement of her. Carole took his rooster into her mouth.

The view from the side, where I was, was amazing. Carole's big heavy tits swung violently under her as the two men got into a rhythm. Robert thrusting her into her from behind advertize her forward, pushing her mouth onto weenie's cock.

The natural process continued for some time until Henry Martyn Robert got that look on his case. I knew what was happening. Carole was squeezing her pussy around his moving tool. Robert slapped her ass and said,"Oh, fuck yeah, observe doing that."

I was affect with her concentration. While she was squeezing the cock with her kitty-cat, she was also deep-throating the other man. What a marvelous survey to check as she went to work.

It only took another minute or so before Robert shot his sperm into her. Gasping for air, he stumbled backwards off the bed. At the Lapp time, frankfurter pulled his cock out of my wife's mouth and laid down on the bed. He pulled her up on top of him. Straddling him, she mounted his cock. She bounced up and down on him

Tom, the finish man in seam, watched her ass move up and down in movement of him. Then he looked over at me with a smile."Go ahead,"I said, nodding.

Tom climbed on the bed. He pushed Carole down flat against dog's chest of drawers and put the head of his turncock right at the entrance to her puckered ass. The two men held her still.

Carole let out a little squeal of pleasure as Tom pushed his cock right up her ass."Oh, my God,"she groaned as the two men started fucking both her holes. Fucking her like this is baffle and it wasn't long before both men reached climax. Luckily for Carole, they both came at the same fourth dimension. I say ‘ luckily'because they both swelled inside her at the like time, diving her over the edge as well. The three of them came together.

I took the men back out into the living room and Carole went back into the master chamber to clean up again.

As soon as we were in the living room, all four of them told me they wanted in the mathematical group. We all shook manus. I guess we were too aloud, because we woke the baby.

audition him cry, Carole came out of the chamber and went right upstairs. A dyad minutes later she returned with the baby in her arms. She sat down in the rocking chair and breastfeed him right in front of us.

What a wondrous great deal. The five of us watched as my son sucked on my naked wife's tit.

The men all got dressed and got cook to leave. On the way out, John Lackland stopped next to Carole."What a lucky boy,"he told her, watching the baby suction on her teat. He smiled, and then leaned down and kissed her. The two of them exchanged spit for a instant before he broke free."Don't worry,"he said with a laugh,"we will do this again real soon."He reached down and squeezed her unoccupied tit. The men all left.

The baby was very tired and after his feeding, he went right back to sleep.

I was in bed when she returned from upstairs. She climbed into bed with me. We kissed."Did I do okay ?"she asked me.

I smiled,"Yeah, you did okay."I kissed her again. Then I pushed the screen off us and rolled over on top of her. I pushed her peg apart with mine and pushed my cock up into her still wet used pussy. I pushed an extra pillow under her top dog so she could look down her trunk. I pushed myself up onto outstretched arms as I started a slow deep fuck. We both watched my big thick cock move slowly in and out of her.

She crossed her munition under her tits, boxing them in. With each drive, her teat moved. The huge affair looked like jello as they moved in Wave. I started fucking her harder and faster.

"God, I love you,"she started cooing. My big dick was making her cum yet again."Oh, God, yes,"she cried out."Fuck me. screw me. Fuck me."

I started pounding into her as grueling as I could and continued to until we both came, both of us reaching an awe-inspiring climax. When I was done cumming, I fell onto the bed at her slope. She rolled onto her side and then slid down. Taking my spent hammer into her back talk, she sucked the remainder of cum out of the long dick. With her natural language, she cleaned me up and then left the bed to clean herself. We both slept well that night .