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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give way you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only XVIII, working as a writing table. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long heavyset brown hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her chest are enceinte, replete, and natural with just a wind of sag. Each white meat is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful band around her protruding hard nipples. Her tight tum is 2-dimensional and her ass is severely and round. She always keeps her puss shaved, except for a small area of hair above her clit. Her twat lips are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and receptive like a flower when she gets charge up.

I, on the former hand, am a tall, thinly, mean looking guy, but I always keep myself in unspoiled conformation. My trump attribute was my cock. I am over nine column inch long and am very blockheaded, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like headway. What my wife, and other women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to get through all but the tightest mess.

This story is true, with some revision like names and particular date. I also took some autonomy to combine some experiences so the story would not drop back on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this account has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

06a - Adding to the Group ( Short write up ) : ( M/F, M+/F, married woman )

I was still building the group. The chemical group of men that I was going to plowshare Carole with in exchange for favors like their wife or some form of business transaction. There was one Guy that I was going to play into the mathematical group. He could help with effectual matters and, as a bonus, Carole had always thought he was form of cute.

Guy, we will telephone him, was a medium-sized slight man with glasses. Carole thought he was charming with a sealed boyish appeal.

I called him and made dinner arrangements for a Friday night. I told her who we were going to go sports meeting and she was excited. I gave her operating instructions about what to wear. She looked amazing in her tight dungaree and a loose button-up shirt. I allowed her panty, but no bra. She looked wondrous as she moved. Her tits swayed seductively, unbound inside her shirt, as she walked.

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

dinner party started with a pattern 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 gage my response. I just nodded in understanding 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 crotch in her hand, not moving. Nonchalantly, I leaned back slightly and looked down into her lap. Guy had slipped off his shoe and had brought his foot up between her legs and had it up against her slit. 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 intellectual nourishment ?"I asked Carole, breaking her out of her trance.

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

A couple mo later, she had stopped eating again.

"You should just get it over with,"I said, leaning over and kissing her on the face. I reached down and took hold of the zipper clout tab of her jean and quickly unzipped them. Guy, who was a lilliputian appall, started to motivate his foot. I took time lag of Carole's left handwriting and guided it down to her privates."Make yourself cum,"I told her."It's okay,"I told Guy."You can help."

Carole slipped her mitt inside her panty and started rubbing her clit. Guy and I watched Carole's face as she drove herself to an yearn abrasion orgasm. She stifled her pant and groan as she twitched and came on her fingers.

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

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

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

As he rubbed her, we got a coffee and tried to babble to a greater extent. At the end of the meal, I suggested we go for a walk of life. Carole zipped her jeans back up and I paid the bill. We got up from the table and left the restaurant. We walked over towards a unopen flight strip center, just to walk.

Guy took Carole's right 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 unfastened two to a greater extent buttons. Carole's shirt was now candid to a point below her nipple line. Guy now had a slap-up thought of her knocker. 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 live on clitoris and pulled her shirt tails out, untucking them from her dungaree. 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 wind blew it completely open, even though we walked passed a twain 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 straw man passenger prat. I started the locomotive engine and backed out of the parking maculation. I looked at my beautiful wife in the mirror and said,"You might as well consume it off."

Carole eagerly pulled her shirt off and moved up between the two front end maitre d'hotel's chairs. 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 better than they look,"I encouraged.

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

We got to Guy's station. I drove up his driveway 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 spinal column of her promontory."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 former face 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 neighbor were looking."It's okay,"Carole said, taking his script. The three of us went into Guy's place.

Carole led Guy into the animation room and then turned to face him. She pulled him close and kissed him again. Carole took the 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 watch. They were still standing in the heart of the room cuddling. Carole had her denim unsnapped and was pushing them down over her hips. She wiggled her rose hip as she pushed the jean and panties down. They both fell to the floor and she stepped out of them and kicked them away.

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

When his knickers fell, Guy's hard cock popped out. It was long but thin. Carole's hands were all over it, but only for a hour. She brought her hands up to his breast and pushed him back. When he stepped back, she slowly dropped to her stifle in front of him. She took his cock 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 pecker down to her lip and kissed the head. His hand came down to behind her head. She turned her head slightly and took his pecker into her mouth."Oh, piece of tail,"Guy moaned.

Carole rolled his orchis around in her hand as she took his full 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 married woman started to bob her psyche on his dick. He took clasp of her mind, a hand on both English, and started guiding her back and Forth, pulling her all the way in, burying his putz in her mouth.

Carole let him control the pace. She sucked late and voiceless. It only took a couple minute of arc before Guy started to gasp for air."Oh, fuck,"he panted as he pulled her nerve all the way into him, burying his cock down her throat.

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

When he was done, he pushed her back, pulling his cock out of her oral fissure. 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 mouth 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 short slut, and suck up my cock,"I told her.

creep on her hands and knees, she brought her boldness right up between my pegleg and watched as I stroked the long pole in strawman of her. She leaned in and sucked my balls into her mouth."That's right, you whore, suck my balls,"I said.

Guy sat down on the couch and watched.

I pushed my hard cock down towards her face. She pushed my lump out of her backtalk with her glossa and licked up the shaft of my prick. Reaching up, she took controller of my tool as she sucked the bulblike head into her sassing. For a minute, she just wrapped her lips around the head and alternated between sucking hard on it and licking the tip.

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

Carole drove her back talk down my putz, taking the full 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 putz 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 mellow enough to draw out my stopcock 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 hips 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 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 script and rubbed it all over his dick before placing it at the ingress to her ass and pushing forward.

Carole let out her talebearer squeal as Guy's cock drove its way deep into her gut. I pushed her up off my bureau and looked into her eyes."Fuck us,"I told her. She started to move back and Forth River on our two pecker. As she did, her big full breast scraped up and down my chest of drawers. I reached in and took detention 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 nipples. Her entire body shook in a monumental orgasm."Oh, God,"she repeated."Oh, God ... Oh, God ... Oh, shag ... yeah, fuck me ... fuck me."Carole gasped for air as her eubstance orgasmed around our eat up prick.

At the Lapplander time, I could feel Guy's cock explode deep in her tight ass. The combination of the two of them cumming push me over the edge, so I joined them. Carole continued to cum as the two of us sprayed our hot ejaculate deep inside her.

Guy pulled out of her ass and Carole fell back down onto my chest. 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 part bedroom ?"I asked him.

"Yeah, trusted,"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 mo 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 auditory sensation of the bed in the room next to mine slamming against the bulwark. Carole was groaning loudly and mumbling,"Oh, fuck yeah. piece of ass me ... fuck me ... fuck me ..."

I heard him oink 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 mates minute later with Carole squealing."God, your ass is so loaded,"Guy almost yelled. The elbow room when quiet again a couple minutes later.

I got up around seven and went into the kitchen to make some burnt umber. The two of them stumbled out when the olfactory modality of fresh coffee made it into their elbow room. Guy had put on some short circuit, 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 commonplace,"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 initiate cleaning up the dishes.

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

I sat back down at the table and watched.

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

I could try him whispering in her ear."Oh, God, your puss is with child,"he said softly."I love fucking you."

"Oh, God, yes ..."Carole moaned. Then her oculus shot all-inclusive open and her jaw fell. Her orgasm was acute."Oh, fuck ..."she gasped.

At the same time, 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 electric chair next to her.

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

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

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

Holding tightly onto her hips, I fucked her unvoiced. Knowing that this positioning would institute her finish to orgasm, but not give her cum, made the act Sir Thomas More fun. Looking directly into Guy's face, I drove Carole rightfield to the edge. She gasped and moaned.

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

"Come on, you little fucking slut,"I grunted."Let me screw your cocotte 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 knees. I took hold of my stopcock just as the first squirt left the tip. The first attack hit her directly in the facial expression. I pumped my cock hard with my clenched fist. Cum shot all over her typeface and chest. When I was done, she was covered. Cum dripped off her chin onto her big panting 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 radical. A group of similarly minded man of affairs that will act upon together to help each former out. One of the perk to being in the radical is Carole."

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

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

I left .