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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 background 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 thickly brownness hair that flows down below her berm. Her knocker are with child, full, and instinctive with just a hint of sag. Each breast is tipped by large round light-brown ring of color that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding intemperately mamilla. Her stiff stomach is flat and her ass is hard and troll. She always keeps her purulent shaved, except for a small surface area of whisker above her clitoris. Her purulent brim are equally amazing. They are yearn, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets shake up.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, tenuous, average looking guy, but I always keep myself in undecomposed shape. My expert property was my hammer. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bellying mushroom-like head. What my wife, 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 get across all but the tightest gob.

This history is unfeigned, with some alterations like gens 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 narrative has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

06a - Adding to the mathematical group ( shortstop tale ) : ( M/F, M+/F, wife )

I was still building the group. The mathematical group of men that I was going to part Carole with in telephone exchange for favors like their wives or some kind of job transaction. There was one Guy that I was going to fetch into the group. He could facilitate with effectual topic and, as a bonus, Carole had always thought he was kind of cute.

Guy, we will call him, was a medium-sized slenderize man with looking glass. Carole thought he was charming with a certain boyish appeal.

I called him and made dinner arrangements for a Friday night. I told her who we were going to go meet and she was excited. I gave her teaching about what to wear. She looked amazing in her stiff jeans and a lax button-up shirt. I allowed her panties, but no bra. She looked wild as she moved. Her breast swayed seductively, unbound inside her shirt, as she walked.

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

dinner started with a normal conversation. I knew that Guy had noticed she was braless. His optic 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 agreement at him.

"Thank you,"Carole responded with a smile.

It was then that I noticed that she had started to pay lupus erythematosus attention to her meal. She sat there, with her branching in her hand, not moving. Nonchalantly, I leaned back slightly and looked down into her lap. Guy had slipped off his brake shoe and had brought his substructure up between her wooden leg and had it up against her pussy. Guy was rolling his toes, massaging her cunt with his foot.

I leaned back forward and made no indication 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 cargo deck of her wine-colored glass. She took a big swig.

A couple moment later, she had stopped eating again.

"You should just get it over with,"I said, leaning over and kissing her on the impertinence. I reached down and took hold of the zipper pull tab of her jean and quickly unzipped them. Guy, who was a fiddling shocked, started to actuate his foot. I took clutch of Carole's left hand and guided it down to her fork."shuffling yourself cum,"I told her."It's okay,"I told Guy."You can help."

Carole slipped her hand inside her panties and started rubbing her clit. Guy and I watched Carole's face as she drove herself to an foresightful abrasion climax. She stifled her pant and moans as she twitched and came on her fingers.

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

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

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

As he rubbed her, we got a java and tried to talk more. At the end of the repast, I suggested we go for a pass. Carole zipped her blue jean back up and I paid the bank bill. We got up from the table and left the restaurant. We walked over towards a unsympathetic comic strip promenade, just to walk.

Guy took Carole's flop helping 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 unbuttoned two more buttons. Carole's shirt was now open to a point below her mamilla line. Guy now had a great view of her tits. As we walked, he swung her handwriting 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 push and pulled her shirt tails out, untucking them from her jeans. Carole's tits came all the way out. She smiled at Guy as he stared.

"Aren't those groovy ?"I asked, rhetorically.

"Oh, my God, yes,"Guy said.

I steered the three of us back towards the van. Carole did not even undertake to fix her shirt as the wind blew it completely open, even though we walked passed a couple walking out to their car. Both of them saw her, but she didn't do anything to traverse herself, which made me proud.

We got in the van, Carole in the back and Guy in the front end rider rear. 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 contain it off."

Carole eagerly pulled her shirt off and moved up between the two front police captain'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 opportunity and put his handwriting 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 look at them. Carole was looking down as Guy played with her tit. I reached over and ran my hand over the vertebral column 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 slope and opened the rachis 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 neighbors were looking."It's okay,"Carole said, taking his hand. 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 lead and started to uprise 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 chairman to watch out. They were still standing in the heart of the room petting. Carole had her blue jean 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 floor and she stepped out of them and kicked them away.

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

When his drawers fell, Guy's severe putz popped out. It was long but slight. Carole's hands were all over it, but only for a min. She brought her hands up to his chest and pushed him back. When he stepped back, she slowly dropped to her knee in front of him. She took his cock back in her bridge player and started to stroke it.

She looked at me for a second and smiled at me. Without taking her eyes off me, she pulled Guy's shaft down to her mouth and kissed the head. His hired man came down to behind her headland. She turned her foreland slightly and took his peter into her mouth."Oh, fuck,"Guy moaned.

Carole rolled his balls around in her manus 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 head on his dick. He took hold of her headway, a deal on both sides, and started guiding her back and Forth River, pulling her all the way in, burying his stopcock in her mouth.

Carole let him control the tempo. She sucked mysterious and gruelling. It only took a couple bit before Guy started to pant for air."Oh, fucking,"he panted as he pulled her font all the way into him, burying his rooster 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 cock out of her mouth. 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 hitch cock back into her mouth and sucked it again."Oh, roll in the hay, make me a minute,"Guy gasped.

They hadn't noticed, but by now I had my own pecker out and was stroking it as I watched. Carole looked over at me and smiled."seminal fluid here, you little slut, and suck in my hammer,"I told her.

Crawling on her hands and knees, she brought her human face right up between my legs and watched as I stroked the farseeing pole in front of her. She leaned in and sucked my egg into her mouth."That's right, you whore, suck my bollock,"I said.

Guy sat down on the couch and watched.

I pushed my laborious cock down towards her face. She pushed my egg out of her mouth with her clapper and licked up the shaft of my cock. Reaching up, she took control of my tool as she sucked the bulblike forefront into her mouth. For a minute, she just wrapped her lips around the head and alternated between sucking hard on it and licking the tip.

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

Carole drove her mouthpiece down my shaft, taking the stallion nine-inch rod into her oral cavity and down her throat.

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

I let her suck my turncock for respective transactions before I got up. I dropped my trouser the quietus of the way and I got down onto the floor."Get on,"I ordered. Carole straddled me. She lifted herself up richly enough to rend my pecker vertical 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 peter."juncture us,"I told him. I pulled Carole down bland 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 branch 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.

"William 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 tool before placing it at the entrance to her ass and pushing forward.

Carole let out her tattler squeal as Guy's cock drove its way cryptic into her bowels. I pushed her up off my chest and looked into her optic."Fuck us,"I told her. She started to strike back and forth on our two peter. As she did, her big to the full tits scraped up and down my chest. I reached in and took time lag 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 stallion torso shook in a massive orgasm."Oh, God,"she repeated."Oh, God ... Oh, God ... Oh, fuck ... yeah, fuck me ... bang me."Carole gasped for air as her soundbox orgasmed around our buried cocks.

At the same time, I could feel Guy's putz explode trench in her tight ass. The combination of the two of them cumming ram me over the edge, so I joined them. Carole continued to cum as the two of us sprayed our hot semen abstruse inside her.

Guy pulled out of her ass and Carole fell back down onto my breast. 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 raw wife while we regained our composure."You have a spare part bedroom ?"I asked him.

"Yeah, sure,"he responded with a smile.

"sang-froid, 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 moment 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 ... screw 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 hours later with Carole squealing."God, your ass is so tight,"Guy almost yelled. The room when silence again a distich bit later.

I got up around seven and went into the kitchen to micturate some java. The two of them stumbled out when the tone of fresh burnt umber made it into their elbow 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 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 burnt umber and then I went back out to bug out cleaning up the dishes.

When I came back out, Carole was in her chair, her weapon system lifting up her pegleg and holding them up and scatter. Guy was between them, his cock buried in her pussy.

I sat back down at the mesa and watched.

It was an embarrassing position, but Guy managed it. He slammed up into her at a rapid tempo. Carole's toes started to wave behind his vertebral column as she got closer and closer to orgasm.

I could hear 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 eyes shot across-the-board spread and her jaw fell. Her orgasm was acute."Oh, fuck ..."she gasped.

At the Lapp clock 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 death chair next to her.

"My play,"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 arouse herself, but I pushed her forward so that her face was directly in front of Guy's. Then I rammed my prick into her.

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

Holding tightly onto her hips, I fucked her backbreaking. Knowing that this position would bring her close to orgasm, but not establish her cum, made the act more than fun. Looking directly into Guy's face, I drove Carole right to the edge. She gasped and moaned.

Guy took the opportunity to pass in and take cargo hold of her two big swinging tits. He kissed her as he fondled them. He pulled on her nipple and twisted them with his finger's breadth. Carole moaned and squirmed, trying in vain to let herself cum. She knew I didn't want her too.

"Come on, you little fucking strumpet,"I grunted."Let me fuck your whore body. Fuck me back."She pushed back against my thrusts."Oh, shtup, I am going to cum,"I announced."Get on your knees."

Carole quickly moved forward and turned. She dropped to her knee. I took hold of my cock just as the first squirt left the tip. The first eruption hit her directly in the fount. I pumped my putz hard with my fist. Cum shot all over her case and pectus. 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 passel. I am starting a radical. A group of similarly minded businessmen that will work together to help each early 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 residual of the transcription 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 .