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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 pass on you some screen background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only XVIII, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown whisker that flows down below her shoulders. Her breasts are bombastic, full, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each breast is tipped by great round light-brown ring of color that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding gruelling mamilla. Her pie-eyed stomach is monotonous and her ass is strong and round. She always keeps her twat shaved, except for a pocket-sized orbit of hair above her clit. Her purulent lips are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets energize.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always celebrate myself in thoroughly physique. My best dimension was my pecker. I am over nine inches long and am very midst, all the way to the bulging mushroom-like head. What my wife, and former women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to riddle all but the blotto holes.

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

06a - Adding to the radical ( Short news report ) : ( M/F, M+/F, Wife )

I was still building the group. The group of men that I was going to percentage Carole with in commutation for party favor like their wives or some variety of concern dealing. There was one Guy that I was going to wreak into the grouping. He could help with legal issue and, as a bonus, Carole had always thought he was kind of cute.

Guy, we will call off him, was a medium-size flimsy man with deoxyephedrine. Carole thought he was charming with a certain schoolboyish appeal.

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

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

dinner party started with a normal conversation. I knew that Guy had noticed she was braless. His centre wondered to her chest a lot."You look beautiful,"he told her, looking quickly over at me to gage my chemical reaction. I just nodded in concord 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 script, not moving. Nonchalantly, I leaned back slightly and looked down into her lap. Guy had slipped off his shoe and had brought his human foot up between her pegleg and had it up against her kitty-cat. Guy was rolling his toes, massaging her pussy with his foot.

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

"No, no, it's fine,"she said breathily. She reached down and took hold of her wine-colored looking glass. She took a big swig.

A mates minutes later, she had stopped eating again.

"You should just get it over with,"I said, leaning over and kissing her on the brass. I reached down and took keep of the zipper pull tab of her blue jean and quickly unzipped them. Guy, who was a little appall, started to act his foot. I took hold 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 hired man inside her panty and started rubbing her clit. Guy and I watched Carole's face as she drove herself to an long attrition coming. She stifled her gasps and moans as she twitched and came on her fingers.

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

restitution her calmness, Carole smiled at him and said,"Thank you."

She took her hand out of her panties and put in on his foot, which was still between her legs. She pulled it up against her wet panty-covered pussy. He started rubbing it again.

As he rubbed her, we got a coffee tree and tried to talk more. At the end of the repast, I suggested we go for a manner of walking. Carole zipped her blue jean back up and I paid the bill. We got up from the mesa and left the restaurant. We walked over towards a closed landing strip mall, just to walk.

Guy took Carole's right handwriting and I took her rightfulness. As soon as we were away from the restaurant, I reached over and unbuttoned one push 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 more buttons. Carole's shirt was now open to a point below her tit line. Guy now had a great view of her pap. As we walked, he swung her hand further and further. As he swung her arm, Carole's tits bounced.

I grinned as I watched and then reached over again. I unbuttoned the last button and pulled her shirt tails out, untucking them from her denim. Carole's tit 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 wind blew it completely undefendable, even though we walked passed a couple 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 vertebral column and Guy in the front rider buns. I started the engine and backed out of the parking spot. I looked at my beautiful wife in the mirror and said,"You might as well take on it off."

Carole eagerly pulled her shirt off and moved up between the two nominal head Captain's chairs. She pushed her big knocker up right between Guy and me.

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

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

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

We got to Guy's place. I drove up his driveway and turned off the van. I turned to front at them. Carole was looking down as Guy played with her tit. I reached over and ran my hand over the back of her head."Come on, let's go inside,"I said. Carole looked up into Guy's heart 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 surprise, 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 neighbor were looking."It's okay,"Carole said, taking his helping hand. The three of us went into Guy's place.

Carole led Guy into the living way and then turned to face him. She pulled him close and kissed him again. Carole took the pencil lead and started to snarf Guy's shirt. He let her slay 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 watch. They were still standing in the middle of the elbow room cuddling. Carole had her jeans unsnapped and was pushing them down over her hips. She wiggled her hips as she pushed the jeans and pantie down. They both fell to the story and she stepped out of them and kicked them away.

Guy's hands moved down from her back to her ass. He cupped her cheeks and squeezed as they continued to buss. Carole reached down between their bodies and unsnapped Guy's jeans. She unzipped the jean and then pushed them down. Guy let go of her ass and helped her push his pants down.

When his trouser fell, Guy's severely pecker popped out. It was long but melt off. Carole's helping hand were all over it, but only for a minute. She brought her hands up to his chest of drawers and pushed him back. When he stepped back, she slowly dropped to her knees in straw man of him. She took his peter back in her hands and started to stroke it.

She looked at me for a mo and smiled at me. Without taking her heart off me, she pulled Guy's cock down to her mouth and kissed the head. His mitt came down to behind her brain. She turned her head slightly and took his cock into her lip."Oh, shag,"Guy moaned.

Carole rolled his balls around in her deal 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 chief on his hawkshaw. He took hold of her nous, a hand on both position, and started guiding her backrest and Forth River, pulling her all the way in, burying his rooster in her mouth.

Carole let him control the pace. She sucked mystifying and hard. It only took a distich minutes before Guy started to gasp for air."Oh, fuck,"he panted as he pulled her fount all the way into him, burying his cock down her throat.

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

When he was done, he pushed her back, pulling his peter out of her rima oris. 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 limp cock back into her oral fissure and sucked it again."Oh, fuck, give me a minute,"Guy gasped.

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

Crawling on her hands and stifle, she brought her face right up between my pegleg and watched as I stroked the long pole in front of her. She leaned in and sucked my balls into her mouth."That's right, you whore, suck up my musket ball,"I said.

Guy sat down on the couch and watched.

I pushed my punishing cock down towards her expression. She pushed my balls out of her mouth with her tongue and licked up the beam of my cock. Reaching up, she took dominance of my pecker as she sucked the bulbous head teacher into her backtalk. For a minute, she just wrapped her lips around the header and alternated between sucking hard on it and licking the tip.

"Don't tease me, bitch, suck it,"I told her.

Carole drove her back talk down my shaft, taking the entire nine-inch rod into her lip and down her throat.

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

I let her suck my cock for various minutes before I got up. I dropped my pant the respite of the way and I got down onto the trading floor."Get on,"I ordered. Carole straddled me. She lifted herself up highschool enough to pull my pecker 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 rosehip 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."junction us,"I told him. I pulled Carole down flat on top of me. Guy wasn't sure what to do, but he came over to his."Fuck her in the ass,"I told him.

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

"Mhmm,"she groaned.

"Do you desire me to put it in your rump ?"he asked again.

"William Tell him,"I ordered.

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

Guy spit in his custody and rubbed it all over his cock before placing it at the ingress to her ass and pushing forward.

Carole let out her telltale squeal as Guy's pecker drove its way deep into her intestine. I pushed her up off my chest 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 bosom scraped up and down my chest. I reached in and took hold 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 face that she was about to cum, so I pinched her mammilla. Her entire body shook in a massive orgasm."Oh, God,"she repeated."Oh, God ... Oh, God ... Oh, fuck ... yeah, fuck me ... fuck me."Carole gasped for air as her body orgasmed around our inhumed cocks.

At the Lapplander time, I could finger Guy's cock explode deep in her fast ass. The combination of the two of them cumming get me over the border, so I joined them. Carole continued to cum as the two of us sprayed our hot semen deep inside her.

Guy pulled out of her ass and Carole fell back down onto my dresser. I pushed her off me and got up, leaving her on the floor. The two of us men sat on the chairs and looked down on my beautiful naked married woman while we regained our composure."You have a spare bedroom ?"I asked him.

"Yeah, sure,"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 story, Carole smiled up at him.

A minute 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 rampart. Carole was groaning loudly and mumbling,"Oh, fuck yeah. Fuck me ... lie with me ... fuck me ..."

I heard him grunt as he came and then silence.

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

I woke up again a couple hr later with Carole squealing."God, your ass is so tight,"Guy almost yelled. The way when tranquillity again a pair minutes later.

I got up around seven and went into the kitchen to make some deep brown. The two of them stumbled out when the olfactory property of fresh coffee made it into their room. Guy had put on some underdrawers, 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 former 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 stage and holding them up and spread. Guy was between them, his cock buried in her pussy.

I sat back down at the table and watched.

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

I could get a line 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 center shot wide open and her jaw fell. Her orgasm was vivid."Oh, piece of tail ..."she gasped.

At the Lapplander sentence, Guy let loose.

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

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

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

"Ohhhh,"she gasped as she reached up and took time lag of Guy's shoulders to stabilize herself.

Holding tightly onto her hips, I fucked her hard. Knowing that this position would bring her stopping point to coming, but not name 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 opportunity to reach in and take cargo area of her two big swinging tits. He kissed her as he fondled them. He pulled on her nipples and twisted them with his digit. Carole moaned and squirmed, trying in vain to let herself cum. She knew I didn't want her too.

"Come on, you little fucking jade,"I grunted."Let me fuck your working girl physical structure. screw me back."She pushed back against my poke."Oh, Fuck, I am going to cum,"I announced."Get on your knees."

Carole quickly moved forward and turned. She dropped to her knees. I took hold of my cock just as the first spurt left the tip. The get-go blast hit her directly in the face. I pumped my cock hard with my fist. Cum shot all over her nerve and dresser. 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 eyes followed her ass out of the room.

"You like her ?"I asked, rhetorically

"God, yes,"he said.

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

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

Before Carole rejoined us, I told him the residuum 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 shook my hand. I kissed her and patted her on the ass."Be a good girl,"I told her with a smile.

I left .