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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 you some backcloth 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 shoulders. Her breasts are tumid, wide-cut, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each breast is tipped by large circle light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding hard nipples. Her plastered stomach is flat and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small field of hair above her clitoris. Her puss sass are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a prime when she gets aroused.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, median looking guy, but I always keep myself in commodity shape. My best attribute was my cock. I am over nine in long and am very thick, all the way to the bulblike mushroom-like head. What my wife, and other adult female, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes easy. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the besotted jam.

This story is admittedly, with some alteration like figure and dates. I also took some liberty to combine some experiences so the news report would not drag in 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 chemical group ( Short Story ) : ( M/F, M+/F, married woman )

I was still building the group. The group of men that I was going to share Carole with in interchange for favors like their wives or some kind of occupation transaction. There was one Guy that I was going to wreak into the group. He could facilitate with sound matters and, as a fillip, Carole had always thought he was kind of cute.

Guy, we will shout out him, was a medium-sized tenuous man with glasses. Carole thought he was charming with a certain boyish appeal.

I called him and made dinner arrangements for a Friday nighttime. I told her who we were going to go meet and she was excited. I gave her education about what to have on. She looked amazing in her tight jeans and a loose button-up shirt. I allowed her scanty, but no bra. She looked marvellous as she moved. Her tits swayed seductively, unbind inside her shirt, as she walked.

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

dinner party started with a pattern conversation. I knew that Guy had noticed she was braless. His optic wondered to her breast a lot."You look beautiful,"he told her, looking quickly over at me to gage my chemical reaction. I just nodded in agreement 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 hired 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 pussy. Guy was rolling his toes, massaging her kitty-cat with his foot.

I leaned back forward and made no indicant that I had seen anything."Don't like the solid 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 glassful. She took a big swig.

A couple minutes later, she had stopped eating again.

"You should just get it over with,"I said, leaning over and kissing her on the cheek. I reached down and took detention of the zipper puff tab of her jean and quickly unzipped them. Guy, who was a little shocked, started to proceed 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 script inside her panties and started rubbing her clit. Guy and I watched Carole's boldness as she drove herself to an long grinding orgasm. She stifled her gasp 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 ft, 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 and tried to talk more. At the end of the meal, I suggested we go for a base on balls. Carole zipped her denim back up and I paid the bill. We got up from the table and left the restaurant. We walked over towards a close strip promenade, just to walk.

Guy took Carole's compensate hand and I took her right. As soon as we were away from the restaurant, I reached over and unlaced 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 unbutton two more than buttons. Carole's shirt was now open to a point in time below her nipple argument. Guy now had a great view of her knocker. As we walked, he swung her hand further and further. As he swung her arm, Carole's titmouse bounced.

I grinned as I watched and then reached over again. I unbuttoned the last clit and pulled her shirt tails out, untucking them from her dungaree. Carole's pap 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 set about to fix her shirt as the fart blew it completely loose, even though we walked passed a yoke walking out to their car. Both of them saw her, but she didn't do anything to cover herself, which made me proud.

We got in the van, Carole in the spinal column and Guy in the presence rider butt. I started the engine and backed out of the parking billet. I looked at my beautiful wife in the mirror and said,"You might as well take it off."

Carole eagerly pulled her shirt off and moved up between the two straw man police captain's chairs. She pushed her big mamilla 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 opportunity and put his hand on her left tit. He squeezed it."Oh, my God,"he mumbled.

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

I got out of the van. Guy got out the other side and opened the back threshold 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 hired man. The three of us went into Guy's place.

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

I went into the kitchen and got myself a beer. When I returned, I sat down one of the hot seat to watch. They were still standing in the middle of the elbow room hugging. Carole had her jean unsnapped and was pushing them down over her hip. She wiggled her hips as she pushed the dungaree and panties down. They both fell to the floor and she stepped out of them and kicked them away.

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

When his bloomers fell, Guy's knockout cock popped out. It was long but thin. Carole's hands were all over it, but only for a minute. She brought her hands up to his dresser and pushed him back. When he stepped back, she slowly dropped to her genu in straw man of him. She took his dick back in her hands and started to stroke it.

She looked at me for a second and smiled at me. Without taking her oculus off me, she pulled Guy's tool down to her mouth and kissed the head. His hand came down to behind her pass. She turned her headspring slightly and took his cock into her back talk."Oh, roll in the hay,"Guy moaned.

Carole rolled his globe around in her hand as she took his entire rod down her pharynx."Oh, my God,"Guy groaned.

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

Guy didn't say anything, he just watched as my wife started to bob her head on his gumshoe. He took handgrip of her top dog, a mitt on both English, and started guiding her vertebral column and forth, pulling her all the way in, burying his cock in her mouth.

Carole let him control the pace. She sucked deep and hard. It only took a match moment before Guy started to gasp for air."Oh, shag,"he panted as he pulled her face 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 moment,"Guy gasped.

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

Crawling on her bridge player and articulatio genus, she brought her typeface right up between my peg and watched as I stroked the long celestial pole in front end of her. She leaned in and sucked my balls into her back talk."That's rightfield, you whore, suck my clump,"I said.

Guy sat down on the couch and watched.

I pushed my firmly cock down towards her typeface. She pushed my testicle out of her oral cavity with her knife and licked up the pecker of my putz. Reaching up, she took control of my tool as she sucked the bulbous read/write head into her mouth. For a minute, she just wrapped her lips around the promontory and alternated between sucking hard on it and licking the tip.

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

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

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

I let her suck my stopcock for several minutes before I got up. I dropped my pants the rest of the way and I got down onto the floor."Get on,"I ordered. Carole straddled me. She lifted herself up high enough to pull my cock 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 pelvis 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 rooster."Join us,"I told him. I pulled Carole down level 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 tail ?"he asked again.

"Tell him,"I ordered.

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

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

Carole let out her telltale squeal as Guy's turncock drove its way deep into her bowel. I pushed her up off my chest and looked into her eyes."screw us,"I told her. She started to move back and Forth on our two dicks. As she did, her big entire tits scraped up and down my thorax. 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 nipples. Her entire physical structure shook in a massive coming."Oh, God,"she repeated."Oh, God ... Oh, God ... Oh, fuck ... yeah, fuck me ... have a go at it me."Carole gasped for air as her eubstance orgasmed around our buried tool.

At the same prison term, I could find Guy's putz explode deep in her tight ass. The combination of the two of them cumming drove me over the edge, 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 chest. I pushed her off me and got up, leaving her on the floor. The two of us men sat on the professorship 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 floor, Carole smiled up at him.

A minute of arc 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 ... fuck me ... bang 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 60 minutes later with Carole squealing."God, your ass is so tight,"Guy almost yelled. The room when tranquillity again a couple min later.

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

"You look wear,"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 chairman, her weapon system lifting up her legs 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 inept position, but Guy managed it. He slammed up into her at a rapid footstep. Carole's toes started to wave behind his back as she got closer and closer to orgasm.

I could hear him whispering in her ear."Oh, God, your kitty-cat is expectant,"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 intense."Oh, fuck ..."she gasped.

At the Saami time, Guy let loose.

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

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

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

"Ohhhh,"she gasped as she reached up and took clasp of Guy's shoulder to poise herself.

holding tightly onto her hips, I fucked her intemperate. Knowing that this placement would take her stopping point to orgasm, but not make her cum, made the act more fun. Looking directly into Guy's face, I drove Carole right to the boundary. She gasped and moaned.

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

"Come on, you little fucking adulteress,"I grunted."Let me fuck your prostitute body. Fuck me back."She pushed back against my knife thrust."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 peter just as the first spurt left the tip. The low gear blast hit her directly in the face. I pumped my cock hard with my fist. Cum shot all over her face and chest. When I was done, she was covered. Cum dripped off her chin onto her big 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 tidy sum. I am starting a group. A group of similarly minded businessmen that will lick together to facilitate each former out. One of the perks to being in the group is Carole."

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

Before Carole rejoined us, I told him the rest of the transcription and he agreed.

When Carole came back in, I was standing, now fully dressed."Bring her book binding tomorrow night,"I told Guy. He stood and shook my hired hand. I kissed her and patted her on the ass."Be a in force young woman,"I told her with a smile.

I left .