For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a writing table. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown fuzz that flows down below her berm. Her chest are large, full, and rude with just a trace of sag. Each breast is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding concentrated mammilla. Her fuddled venter is flat and her ass is hard and troll. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small area of hairsbreadth above her button. Her snatch lips are equally amazing. They are foresighted, but not too long, and distend and out-of-doors like a blossom when she gets stir.

I, on the other hired hand, am a tall, thin, mediocre looking guy, but I always keep on myself in good anatomy. My best property was my dick. I am over nine inches long and am very chummy, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like head. What my married woman, and other woman, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes flaccid. It stays around seven in, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to perforate all but the blotto cakehole.

This story is truthful, with some alterations like names and dates. I also took some indecorum to compound some experiences so the history would not drag on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this tale has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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right after our son was born, I decided that it was meter to build a chemical group. A grouping of like-minded soul that would enjoy Carole as much as I do. I would invite only friends with money and position. My opinion was that it would be much more reliable and secure than just free-ranging her. I was certainly we could work out some deals, maybe work in some wife swapping. I had to be selective and be relatively certain they would fall in before the opportunity was presented. That was the heavy character, finding the right men.

The very first gear recruiting session was a poker game. I invited over four acquaintance for a plot nighttime. They all arrived around eight o'clock that night. Carole was up the stairs with the baby as I invited them in. We sat around the table, drank and chatted.

Robert, who was the old in the caboodle at thirty-five, was a very successful man of affairs who owned several different businesses in the area. He was short and thin and wear off crank. He was married, but I knew he played around.

John, on the other handwriting, was a magniloquent muscular man who owned a series of gyms across the state. Probably the affluent of all of us, he was I and enjoyed the finer things in life…including ticket women.

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

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

The game we were playing was just cent salamander, not to make money, but to just have fun. I knew the men through business, but we were getting to be respectable acquaintance. We were respective hands in and several beers down when Robert asked,"So where is your beautiful wife ?"

"Upstairs with the baby. She should be down soon,"I replied. A few proceedings later she came around the turning point. All the cat, including me, stopped everything and stared.

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

She was wearing a duo of pie-eyed white shorts. Her ass and legs were very shapely and the drawers showed it. Her venter was exposed because she was wearing a hooter half-shirt that barely covered her huge tits. The pregnancy had made Carole's 34 d-cup teat grow to a very expectant size ... like an f-cup. She was still nursing the child, so they were still full moon of milk and still fucking vast. The shirt hung over the front of her full tits, covering her big areola, but was brusque enough to usher 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 heavy tits from her thorax all the way to the front of her shirt. I was in awe, as I am sure the other guys were too, that even though she had grown to that size, they were still loyal enough to contain themselves up like that without a bra.

She smiled at us and said,"Hi."When she lifted her hired hand and gave a little wave, the shirt lifted and gave us all a prompt little glimpse of brownness areola.

"Hi, baby,"I said, giving her a warm kiss."Can you bring 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,"frankfurter said. We all knew what he meant.

King John asked with a smile,"DOE she take on strip poker ?"

"Yeah,"I laughed,"but she is a terrible player. 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 titty moved under that shirt. It was incredibly sexy.

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

"You want a loanword,"Frank, the banker, joked, as the side by side manus was dealt.

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

"I'll bet a atomic number 28,"Frank offered, with a smile.

"Okay,"I agreed."Everyone put in five penny. If I lose, she loses her shirt."Pennies flew onto the tabular array and the carte were dealt. King John won the hand.

"Damn 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 table. She looked antic. Such a beautiful womanhood with oversized swollen tits standing topless in front of us. Wonderful.

"okay, okey, okeh,"I brought the attending back to the biz, well kind of."I still don't have any money. How practically for her shorts ?"

"nickel,"wienerwurst said again.

I won the next stave. Which I thought was pure. So for the succeeding respective arcminute, I played with my fifteen cents as Carole walked around topless still bringing beer to us. There were several times that she intentionally rubbed her big tits across one of the men's implements of war or pushed them up against their vertebral column as she put another beer on the board. Soon I was broke again.

"Lapplander mess,"I offered, to which they all readily agreed. This prison term, however, I lost. Carole had to drop her shorts to the storey. She wasn't wearing any panties.

"Jesus, you are beautiful,"Henry M. Robert told her. He took her helping hand and pulled her over towards him. When she was right in front of him, he looked her young nude person consistency up and down. Her ass looked spectacular from my vantage percentage point and I am sure her smooth shaven cunt 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 paying attention."How about the like peck with the succeeder getting her to sit on his lap for a round ?"

The guys couldn't get their money in fast plenty. Thankfully, I won the future round. While she sat on my leg, I had gently played with her left hand tit, which began leaking a slight milk. The cat were all disappointed they hadn't won, they all wanted to be the guy performing with her. It didn't have me long, however, to lose the fifteen cents again and have her up for the prize.

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

I took the cards, shuffled them, and passed them out. Henry Martyn Robert didn't even peck up his cards. Instead, he had turned Carole's face to his and they were kissing. I looked at my hand and then threw it down, folding."Fuck,"I said, standing."I got ta withdraw a leak."I walked off.

I took my meter. When I came back into the living room I stopped, still out of sight of the early guy rope. Henry M. Robert had his drawers down around his ankle. Carole was straddling him, facing him, and ecstatically riding his putz. She was really into it. She was bouncing up and down on him, grinding her pussycat into him.

"Oh, God, yes,"she purred. Her headspring fell back as she moaned in absolute pleasure. She arched her back and leaned back, putting her manus on his knee joint behind her. Still she grinded into him. In this perspective, she was basically presenting her big wonderful to the full bosom to him. They bounced in social movement of his eye as she fucked herself on his voiceless cock.

He took replete advantage of the demonstration. His men were all over her tit. When he squeezed, she leaked milk. She quickly reached sexual climax. When she came, she cried out,"Oh, piece of tail, oh, God, oh, yeah, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."

Even from across the room, I could see her eubstance earthquake with orgasmic pleasure. Her body quivered. She was covered with goose bumps. Her nipples hardened and milk dripped faster out of them. Henry M. Robert pulled one of her nipple up to his sassing and sucked it hard. She shuddered visibly. She stopped moving for a bit and looked down at the man sucking her tit.

The intact scene reminded me just how a great deal my wife loves to fuck. I don't mean she likes to make love. I don't mean she likes to birth sex. I mean she loves to roll in the hay. She craves that rank shameless wild no holds barred fuck.

Carole started slowly grinding on his pecker again. It wasn't long before she was moaning again and mumbling,"Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, yes. Yes. Yes. ass me."Again, she came. This meter it was less intense, but it lasted longer, and this time it didn't blockage abrasion for quite a while, cumming the intact time.

Carole is one of those few women that can make multiple orgasms. One of the many rationality, I think that she loves to fuck so often. She can continue to orgasm for second at a meter and, after a short recuperation, can cum again, and again, and again. It is so wonderful to experience, or even just watch. The expression on her face is so cracking. That face of total joy, almost one of total curiosity. One of entry to the feeling, to the joy, to the sex. She is completely unable to defend anything back when she is in that present moment. She loses centering, becoming a slave to the orgasm.

I decided to walk back to the table. 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 body continued to shiver. Her nipples continue to drip. She stopped crying out, instead she just continuously gasp for air. Her oculus were wide and her mouth dropped open.

Just at that moment, Robert groaned,"Fuck."Everyone at the table knew he was cumming inside her. She didn't stop abrasion as the man emptied his clump up into her. She loved the feeling of the man shooting his hot cum into her. When he was done, he leaned back into his chair.

Just at that moment, Tom, who had dropped his pants during the action, grabbed Carole's hip and pulled her backbone. She stood up, pulling off Henry M. Robert's dick and stay on rearward towards Tom. Tom guided her spine until she had straddled his legs and then pulled her down onto his stiff cock.

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

I watched her font as it changed. It only took a hour before Carole was cumming yet again. Tom had a firm grasp of her rose hip and guided her up and down on his peter. Carole's quivering pussy set him off. He shot his load up into my wife's pussycat. Tom waited a arcminute, enjoying the bit, 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 Frank as he moved up behind her. He turned her slightly, so she could seize detention of the table. He bent her forward. Frank then mounted her from posterior. His prick slid easily into her wet pussy.

This is always awing to watch. When the guy pounds into her, her big tits swing beautifully from the impact. This time it was quite a survey because she was so huge. Those big dripping udders were so grand to expect at and watch bounce and swing. After several minutes of fucking, she had been pushed further onto the table. She put her elbows down on the table to get a better traveling bag. When that happened her pap 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 position, or any kind of doggy really, would not lay down Carole cum without surplus stimulation to her citreous, and Frank 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 onus to her already squishy puss, and then stepped back. He stood there, looking at her still bent over in movement 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 grass over the tabular array, legs cattle farm, and dripping cum. She looked over and saw John standing there, just looking at her. He was still fully dressed. He didn't movement or speak for over a minute of arc. He slowly pulled off his t-shirt, revealing his taught muscular abdomen and thorax. He dropped his shirt onto his chair and slowly walked over to her.

Running his bridge player over her bare ass, he smiled down on her. Then, with a quick smacking, he swatted her ass."tie-up up,"he said. She did. He turned her to look him and he took a farseeing look down her nudeness."You have a great eubstance,"he told her. He cupped his custody under her big toilsome wax tits and lifted them up slightly."These are terrific,"he said. He squeezed them both lightly, making them drip more milk. Then his workforce moved down over her stomach and onto her puss."I like that you keep yourself cleanse shaved like this,"he said as his fingerbreadth danced over her clit. Her body shuddered slightly from the touch sensation."I like to be able to plainly see the entire slit. 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 chief up off the table and watched his hands as he unzipped his fly and brought out his rooster. I could see on her face that she was glad with what she saw. He moved her on the tabular array so that her ass was on the edge of the table and then he moved up between her legs. He dropped his dick down her breadbasket."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 talking excited her. Her anxiety was plainly obvious. Everyone watching could tell she wanted it bad.

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

"Yes, Sir. Please."

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

"Please,"was all she said.

"Come on, you little bitch, you can do serious than that,"he taunted, as he ran the cock head up and down between her pussy lips, but didn't penetrate her."Tell me how much you want me to bonk you with my cock. Say it. Beg for it. differentiate me how a good deal you want me to bed you, to use you, you fucking jade. Say it !"Just then he pushed the bulbous oral sex of his pecker into her for just a 2nd and then pulled it back out.

"Oh, God, yes,"she started."Please, oh God, please roll in the hay me. please give it to me. ass me. nookie me heavily. Use me. Please. Please."

"More,"King John said, pushing it further inside her.

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

Saint John the Apostle reached down and gathered up her legs and pushed them up into the air. He took her ankles in his paw, spread her legs apart, and started to bang into her. She squirmed and moaned as he fucked her.

Man, what a hot sight to see. He held her legs up and apart like he was going to make a wish. His jab were powerful and fast. Her entire body was recoiling from the encroachment. Her tits moved in waves, recoiling from the violation on her consistence. She was moaning out loud, mumbling opaque affair, but every now and then you could hold out a"fuck me"or"please"or"cock."

When he finally came, it must let been a immense effusion. Her center shot open and she looked down at him. She mouthed,"Oh, my God !"as cum started to squirt out around his cock. His pounding didn't plosive speech sound, he continued to squeeze into her as cum streamed from her pussy.

Eventually he stopped and stepped back, pulling his tool out of her. With a suave relocation, he pulled her off the tabular array and he pushed her to her knees. He stepped game up and advertise his cock, still drenched with the cum of four men, into her side. 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 hair letting her continue to suck his shrinking shaft."That's a skillful lady friend,"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 lav to clean up, I got into the item with the guys.

"So here is the deal,"I started."I knew when I married her she was a sex junkie. The girl is an infrangible slut. In lodge to really control her, I had to send her to training. She is now my hard worker, a total submissive. But she still can't say ‘ no'to sex and still has a need for more than men. What I am looking to do is build up a group of supporter who I can intrust. Carole is going to be the prize we will all share. I mean, on juncture we can also work some commercial enterprise deals that would be mutually beneficial to each party and I will use Carole to say, dulcify the deal."I smiled.

"You said you sent her to training ?"Robert asked."What kind of training ?"

"She spent a month with a overlord slave Trainer. She was trained in all aspects of being a submissive slave and obedience as well as all panorama of sexual performance."

"A month ? Really ?"wienerwurst asked, a little shocked."Wow, so you sent her to be fucked for a 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 master bath. She looked so beautiful. She was still completely naked. Her midst long brown hair flowed down to her shoulders, framing her howling smiling face. Her big brown puppy-dog eyes looked wantonly at me, and then at the other men.

Her big full swollen tits stuck out from her chest, presenting themselves, just asking to be played with and sucked. Her teat were red and swollen. Her tummy, while still not back to pre-pregnant physique, was tight and almost back to being unconditional. Her pussy looked a little red, with swollen sassing that were still slightly parted.

Her look and body had the freshness of a recently fucked cleaning lady, but she also had a look like she was quick to continue. She wore a tight piffling smiling. Beautiful.

From my chair, I looked up at her and then snapped my fingers and pointed to the floor next to me. Immediately, she moved over next to me and got down on her articulatio genus. With her knees spread blanket apart and her sitting on her blackguard, she brought her hands to a sleep on her thighs. She arched her back, pushing her mamilla out even further. As per her preparation, she kept her question up, but looked down at the floor. Her posture was perfect.

I reached into the drawer of the end table, next to my chairwoman and pulled out a leather dog choker and a 3. I wrapped the collar around her beautiful neck and buckled it.

"Very nice,"John said.

"Perfect,"Robert agreed.

I leaned forward in my chairwoman, admiring my naked wife, and then clipped the leash into the D-ring of the collar. I handed the leash up to can."You can make her in there,"I said, pointing to one of the guest bedrooms. lavatory, smiled at me and then pulled on the tether. On her hands and knees, Carole followed the big man, crawling behind him into the bedroom.

The former 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 pulled her legs up against his chest as he slowly fucked her. He looked down at her face as he slowly slid his cock in and out of her wet kitty. Carole moaned continuously,"Oh, yeah ..."Her toes curled into that telltale sign of extreme pleasure.

After several min in this position, John pushed her legs down next to her torso. He put his work force behind her knees and pushed them down flat onto the bed next to her dresser. With her knees basically next to her chest, she had to rearrange her big tits. She pushed them up and out of the way of her legs.

Henry Martyn Robert saw an opportunity for some fun and climbed on the bed above Carole's head. Robert took hold of her metrical foot and pulled them the rest of the way back, folding her completely in half. Henry Martyn Robert crossed her ankle joint behind her top dog. The move caused Carole to have to bring her weapon system up over her wooden leg ( I guess behind her articulatio genus, hard to delineate ) and made her have to lift her brain up. It also lifted her ass up off the bed, giving can a unlike pussy angle to douse down into.

She was now looking directly down her organic structure and at the man's stopcock that was fucking in and out of her.

When Carole's ankles looked like they were going to stay in post, Robert let go of them. His hands moved down to her chest of drawers and he gathered the huge tits up into his hands. Bringing them together and squeezing at the Same meter cause a tenacious squirt of milk to shoot out. Squeezing his thumbs and foremost fingerbreadth together, squeezing the nipple, Henry Martyn Robert continued to process them. Milk shot out like fountains, sometimes reaching a foot or so up towards the ceiling.

Carole's nerve showed the extreme joy she was experiencing. Her centre went all-inclusive when she saw Milk shoot up into the air. At the Lapp time, between her nipple, she could look on John hammer in and out of her. The sensations were too much for her. She started cumming, a long and instance orgasm.

While still making the milk shoot up in the air, Robert started aiming where the milk would land. After a duet of leave out shots, he arched a blast of milk onto Carole's aspect, hitting her on the forehead."surface your lip,"he instructed Carole. After a distich more Miss that landed on her cheek, he successfully arched a stream perfectly through the air and right in her mouth.

Then he got another idea."suction it,"he told her, pulling her right tit up to her mouth. Carole sucked the mamilla right into her oral cavity."boozing it,"Robert ordered. Immediately, she started nursing from her own tit.

I wasn't certainly if this act repel her into coming or if she cumming from the big cock in her, but she was obviously cumming hard.

The spate and the feeling was too much for John. He started to moan and gasp for air. His physical structure trembled as he shot his burden up into my wife."God damn, you are a hot piece of ass,"he gasped, after he finished.

Henry Martyn Robert took hold of Carole's foot, pulled them out from behind her principal, and released them completely. She unfolded. He took handgrip of the ternion and told her to grow over. With one Swift motion, Robert pulled her up onto her bridge player and knee. He lined himself up behind her and shoved his prick in with one push. Carole gasped loudly from the sudden intrusion.

Robert pulled back on the leash as he started fucking her hard. hot dog took the opportunity to get up on the bed and move in front of her. Carole took his turncock into her mouth.

The panorama from the side, where I was, was amazing. Carole's big expectant tits swung violently under her as the two men got into a rhythm method of birth control. Robert thrusting her into her from behind pushed her forward, pushing her backtalk onto dog's cock.

The military action continued for some time until Robert got that look on his face. I knew what was happening. Carole was squeezing her pussy around his moving shaft. Robert slapped her ass and said,"Oh, fuck yeah, go along doing that."

I was impressed with her concentration. While she was squeezing the turncock with her pussy, she was also deep-throating the other man. What a fantastic quite a little to watch as she went to work.

It only took another minute of arc or so before Robert shot his sperm into her. Gasping for air, he stumbled backwards off the bed. At the Saame prison term, Frank pulled his turncock 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 shaft. She bounced up and down on him

Tom, the terminal man in descent, watched her ass move up and down in front of him. Then he looked over at me with a grinning."Go ahead,"I said, nodding.

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

Carole let out a diminished squeal of pleasance 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 puzzle and it wasn't long before both men reached orgasm. Luckily for Carole, they both came at the Same time. I say ‘ luckily'because they both swelled inside her at the Same time, diving her over the sharpness as well. The three of them came together.

I took the men back out into the bread and butter room and Carole went back into the maestro bedroom to cleanse up again.

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

auditory modality him cry, Carole came out of the bedchamber and went right upstairs. A couple moment later she returned with the babe in her arms. She sat down in the rocking electric chair and breastfeed him right in front of us.

What a wonderful sight. The five of us watched as my son sucked on my naked wife's tit.

The men all got dressed and got make to leave. On the way out, lav stopped side by side to Carole."What a lucky boy,"he told her, watching the baby sucking on her mamilla. He smiled, and then leaned down and kissed her. The two of them exchanged natural language for a min before he broke costless."Don't trouble,"he said with a laugh,"we will do this again actual soon."He reached down and squeezed her unoccupied tit. The men all left.

The infant was very well-worn and after his alimentation, 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 concealment off us and rolled over on top of her. I pushed her legs apart with mine and pushed my cock up into her still wet used cunt. I pushed an superfluous pillow under her header so she could search down her organic structure. I pushed myself up onto outstretched arms as I started a slow late fuck. We both watched my big thick cock move slowly in and out of her.

She crossed her arms under her tits, boxing them in. With each thrust, her mamilla moved. The huge things looked like jello as they moved in waves. I started fucking her harder and faster.

"God, I love you,"she started cooing. My big prick was making her cum yet again."Oh, God, yes,"she cried out."nookie me. ass me. shag me."

I started pounding into her as hard as I could and continued to until we both came, both of us reaching an perplex climax. When I was done cumming, I fell onto the bed at her side. She rolled onto her position and then slid down. Taking my spent cock into her backtalk, she sucked the residue of cum out of the long shaft. With her tongue, she cleaned me up and then left the bed to clean herself. We both slept well that night .