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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 description.  I found
my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretary.  She was, and
still is, beautiful.  She has long thick brown hair that flows down below
her shoulders.  Her breasts are large, full, and natural with just a hint
of sag.  Each breast is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms
big beautiful circles around her protruding hard nipples.  Her tight
stomach is flat and her ass is hard and round.  She always keeps her pussy
shaved, except for a small area of hair above her clit.  Her pussy lips are
equally amazing.  They are long, but not too long, and distend and open
like a flower when she gets excited.
   I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always
keep myself in good shape.  My best attribute was my cock.  I am over nine
inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like
head.  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 penetrate all but the tightest holes.
   This story is true, 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 story has
happened to her, in the way it is presented.
Enjoy:
   Chapter 2 - Trying to Find Her Limits (Wife, Exhib, M/F)
   We left the resort early and drove home.  Almost immediately, after we
got home that afternoon, we were in bed.  I fucked that awesome pussy until
I passed out from exhaustion.  When I woke up the next day, she was working
my cock down her throat.  The site of her pushing her mouth down my shaft
quickly brought me to full erection.  It took her several tries, but she
eventually managed to get my entire cock down her throat.  Her chin parted
my balls every time her head bobbed down on me.  The feeling was amazing.
She was the first woman I had found that could do what she was
doing...deep-throating my over nine-inch cock.  The feeling of her pouty
full lips running up and down my cock was more than I could stand.  It
didn't take me long to reach climax.  When I did, I grabbed her head and
held it down.  I don't know if she even needed to swallow, I was so far
down her throat.  She massaged my balls, while I spurt a quart of goo into
her stomach.
   Eventually, I let her up for air.  She took a long breath and then went
right back to sucking the head of my cock.  After a couple minutes more of
sucking, she straddled my body and started riding my cock.  Almost
immediately, she started rubbing her clit with her fingers.
   "Oh, God," she cried, climaxing only moments later.  Her panting slowed
and she stopped circling her clit for a second.  I reached up and fondled
her giant tits, pulling lightly on her nipples.  She smiled down at my
face.
   "Do it again," I encouraged.
   She came six wonderful more times before my cock started to fully harden
again.  I pushed her off me and turned her over on the bed.  When she was
on her stomach, I took hold of her hips and pulled her up onto her knees. I
slammed into her from behind.  She continued to moan and groan.  I reached
down to her shoulders and pulled her face up out of the pillows.  Now on
her hands and knees, her tits waved around violently as I fucked her from
behind.
   Suddenly, I pulled out of her and pushed my cock up the crack of her
ass. After rubbing it up and down several times, I pulled it back and put
the enlarged head at the entrance to her ass.  Slowly, I pushed forward.
   "Oh, God..." she moaned.  "Oh, go slow.  It is so big.  Please, go slow.
Oh, God..."
   Thinking she might still be a little sore from the week of pounding she
had just taken during our honeymoon, I complied with her wishes, and pushed
slowly into her ass, but I didn't stop until my balls were resting against
her swollen pussy lips.  Then I took her ass.  I went at it hard and fast
until I burst deep inside her.  I fell to her side on the bed, out of
breath.  She got up and returned a minute later with a wet washcloth.  She
cleaned us both up and then got back in bed with me.  I kissed her deeply.
   Knowing we still had a week of vacation left, we stayed naked for days,
fucking continually, stopping only to eat and sleep.  The more I got to
know her, the more I knew that I had made the correct decision.  I knew I
needed to push her limits, and see if I was right, but I wanted to take my
time and slowly progress...have fun with it.
   I knew that Dave and Rick would want to continue fucking her at work,
and I planned on having that continue.  The next Monday, her first day back
to work, I watched Carole as she got ready for work.  After her shower, she
slipped into her panties and started drying her hair.  Bending over and
flipping her hair over her head, she used the blow dryer to get under her
thick hair.  She looked incredible.  Her large tits hung from her torso,
swinging back and forth, as she ran her hands through her hair.  Then she
turned away, displaying her wonderful round ass to me.
   I got out of bed and walked over to her.  She put the hair dryer on the
counter and looked up lovingly at me.  I pulled her close to me and kissed
her passionately.  After we broke our embrace, she wrapped her arms around
me and said, "I'm a little worried about work."
   "Why?"
   "Well..." her voice drifted off.
   "They are going to try to have sex with you, aren't they?"
   "Yeah," she said, still looking down at the floor.
   "And you can't say `No' can you?" She looked back up at me with a
concerned look.  "It's okay," I told her.
   "What should I do?" she asked.
   "I think you should fuck their brains out," I said, calmly.  Then I
pulled her closer and kissed her again.  I pushed my hand down between her
legs.  I started rubbing her clit through her thin panties.
   She started to moan.  "Oh, that's so good," she purred.
   I continued to rub little circles over and around her clit for several
seconds before I stopped suddenly.  "Nooo," she complained.
   "Sorry, but you are going to have to get that itch scratched some other
way." I smiled.  "And I'll be pissed if you scratch it yourself," I said
sternly.  "You know what I mean?"
   "But..."
   I cut her off.  "Just make sure you always tell me about it.  You
understand," I got strict again.
   "Yes, sir," she said.  "But, what about..."
   "But, nothing," I scolded.  "You do what I tell you to do." She nodded.
"Now, what are you planning on wearing?" changing the subject quickly.
   "My normal, a suit," she said, turning and going into the closet.  "My
blue suit."
   "Let me see," I said.
   She pulled out a bra from the dresser drawer.  "No," I said, "not that
one." I took over and rummaged through the drawer.  "Here, this one." I
handed her a sheer bra that I had bought for her.  She put it on.  It was
perfect.  Her nipples were plainly visible through the thin fabric. 
"Here," I continued, handing her a thin white silky blouse, "put this on."
I looked at her.  "Good, now put your suit on." She did, slipping into the
skirt and finishing with the jacket.  "Don't button those buttons," I told
her.  Her suit jacket was left partially open.  She was extremely sexy. 
"Now go to work.  I want to hear all about it when you get home," I laughed
and pushed her towards the front door.
   Later that night, she told me all about what happened:
   As soon as she got in, Dave called her into his office.  "Thank God you
are back," Dave told her, with a big grin.  He looked her up and down as
she stood in front of his desk.  "You are so incredibly sexy," he told her.
   "Thank you," she said, with a bashful smile.
   "That outfit really accentuates your figure," Dave said.  "You are the
perfect secretary," he continued, looking at her tits.
   "You think so?" Carole encouraged.
   "Oh, God, yeah," Dave continued, seeing a spark in her eyes.  "You are
amazingly sexy and those are just perfect." He nodded at her tits.  "Big,
round and firm...perfect.  Wish I could see them all day, every day."
   Slowly, she unbuttoned her business suit jacket.  Then she opened it. 
She reached down and, with one motion, lifted her blouse and bra up off her
tits.  They sprang free, bouncing beautifully in front of him.
   "Wow, like I said," he said, staring at her naked chest, "those are
perfect."
   Carole giggled and pulled her shirt back down.  Just then, Rick poked
his head into the office and said, "I need you to come with me to look at
some conference space we are going to rent for the upcoming meetings."
   "Yes, Sir," she said.  She winked at Dave and then gathered up her purse
and followed Rick out to his car.  He drove to a high priced hotel and they
toured the conference rooms and other facilities.  At the end of the tour,
Rick asked the hotel manager if he could get a key to one of the suites so
they could take a look.  The manager gave him the key to the Presidential
Suite.  Rick told him that they would look it over and then walk the
grounds some more.  "I'll bring the key back before we leave.  Say, an hour
or so?"
   "Sure," the hotel manager agreed.  "Take your time." Carole saw the
manager give Rick a knowing look.
   "Great," Rick said.  He led Carole to the elevator and up to the top
floor of the hotel.  They looked around the suite.
   It was very nice, spacious and tastefully decorated.  Then Rick stopped
in front of the couch and looked at Carole.  "Come here," he told her. 
When she got close, he put his arms around the back of her neck and pulled
her up to him.  He grabbed a handful of her long brown hair and pulled
down, hard, exposing her throat to him.  He bit her neck and then kissed
her hard on the mouth.  She didn't do anything to stop him, as his hands
moved down her body.  His large hands cupped her ass and squeezed.  He
lifted her slightly.
   Without talking to her, he stepped back and unzipped his trousers.  Then
he sat down on the couch.  As soon as he sat, he reached up to her and
pushed his hands up her skirt.  He pulled Carole's panties down, letting
them fall to her ankles.  She stepped out of them and then just stood
there. He pulled her towards him, making her straddle his knees.  He
grabbed her by the hips and brought her down onto his lap, and his waiting
hard cock.  Her skirt bunched up around her waist.
   Carole let out a small sigh as Rick's cock pushed its way up her tight
pussy.  When she was fully impaled, he held her down and unbuttoned her
jacket.  Then he pushed it back and off her shoulders.  It fell to the
floor.  Lifting the blouse and bra up, she exposed her wonderful breasts to
him.  He greedily fondled her tits as she started to ride him.  He came
quickly, pumping his semen up into her, but leaving her unsatisfied.  He
pushed her up off him.
   Looking a little dejected, she got dressed, putting herself back
together.  "That was great," Rick told her.  "I've missed you." She tried
to smile back.  "What?" he asked, noticing her expression.  "Don't worry,
I'm sure you'll get it fucked some more this afternoon." He laughed.
   When they were both dressed, they took the elevator to the lobby,
dropped off the key, and left.  They got back to the office around three.
   Carole's desk was located between the two offices, their doors on either
side of her desk.  A construction firm, the office, other than her, was an
all male office.  The other men in the office all knew that the bosses were
taking turns with their secretary, but none of them were brave enough to
ask to join in.  Instead, they all just looked on, trying to get glimpses
of her wonderful body.
   When they got there, Carole sat at her desk and Rick went into his
office.  Dave walked by her and into Rick's office a couple minutes later.
Dave came out all smiles.
   "Come into my office for a minute," he told her.  Obediently, she got up
and followed him.  As soon as she was in his office, he roughly turned her
away from him, hiked her skirt up and had her bent over his desk.  He
fucked her from behind until he added his load to Rick's.
   "I am so glad that nothing has changed now that you are married," Dave
said, after he had finished.  As he was putting his pants back on, he said,
"I think Rick and I are going to need you to still work close with us." He
smiled at her and patted her on the ass.
   From that day on, until she resigned, one or both of the men would fuck
her...sometimes multiple times a day.  Doing as she was told, she continued
to keep me informed of her sexual activities at work, and I never
interfered or objected.
   Even though her bosses were fucking her constantly, she was still not as
comfortable about being naked in front of men as I wanted her to be.  She
was fine when she was all worked up, sexually excited, but I wanted her to
be completely comfortable with being naked anywhere and anytime, no matter
what.  She still didn't realize that she was a fuck toy...for everyone to
see and use.
   So step by step, I thought, was to get her used to being topless, and
then naked, in front of other men...any man...all men.  So, to start, one
Saturday, I told her we were going to the beach.  We packed for the day
out. She wore her bikini, with a t-shirt and shorts over it.  We packed an
umbrella and a lunch.  I drove her to the coast.
   When we got there, we walked for a while until I saw the sign.
   "Warning - Entering Clothing Optional Area"
   She looked at me with a surprised look on her face.  I smiled and put my
arm over her shoulder.  "Come on, baby.  This will be fun," I told her. 
She let out a long sigh, but continued to walk with me.  I found a good
area on the beach, one with lots of people.  I planted the umbrella and
opened it up.  After putting down my towel, I dropped my swim trunks and
stood there, letting everyone in the area get a look.  Not only the women,
but also some of the men, stared at my long swinging dick.
   "Come on," I told her.  I moved behind her and pulled her t-shirt up off
her.  Then I sat on the towel and looked up at her.  She stood there for a
second, looking down at me.  I put my hands behind my head and smiled up at
her.  "Let's see them," I said.
   "You're silly," she said with a laugh.
   "No, I want to see them out.  So does everyone else around here," I
smiled.
   "But..."
   "Just do it," I told her, firmly.
   She looked around.  Eventually figuring out she had no choice, she
untied her bikini top and pulled it off.  Then, she quickly sat down on the
towel with me.  My topless wife sat with me for some time, with several men
walking passing by us and staring.  Several of them walked passed many
times.  One even stopped and told Carole, "Thank you," before walking on.
   After a while, I decided that it was time to get more exposure.  So I
said, "Come on, lets go for a walk." She reached for her t-shirt.  "No, you
are fine like that," I told her.
   She gave me a playful frown and said, "Okay, for you."
   "Ah, come on," I said.  "You know it's for you, too.  Admit it."
   "You're silly," she repeated with a smile.  We stood up and walked down
the beach.  Whenever I saw a man on the beach, I would directed her towards
him, walking a close as possible to him, without looking like we were going
to talk to him.  Men up and down the beach smiled.  So did I.  I loved it.
I could tell that Carole liked it as well, even though she didn't admit it.
   When we got back to our umbrella, I pointed at her bikini bottoms and
smiled.  Taking the `hint' she quickly dropped them to the ground before
she sat down on the towel.  I kissed her and said, "I am so proud of you."
   When I thought she had been exposed as much as she was going to be, we
packed up and walked back to the car.  With my proding, she stayed
completely naked until we got to the sign.  As soon as we got home, I threw
her down on the bed and fucked her.  She was even more horny than usual.  A
great sign, I thought.
   For the next several months, all through summer, we continually returned
to that beach.  Her body tanned up very nicely, her big round nipples
turning a wonderful shade of brown.  Her new `freedom' made the sex was
even more amazing than before.
   One weekend, we spent the night at a hotel just down the beach from the
nudist portion.  When we got back to the room, fter a long day of exposure,
she took a shower.  While she was in the shower, I went out on the balcony.
There was a small group of boys down below at a picnic table drinking beer.
I sat and listened to their juvenile conversation.  They were all giggling
about all the tits they had seen that day on the beach.  Carole came out a
couple minutes later.  She was wearing only a pair of panties.
   "Hey, what are you doing?" She asked me, but she said it loud enough for
the boys to look up at us.
   I smiled at her when she turned around, then I stood up, took her hand
and led her to the door.  "What are you doing?" she asked.  I didn't say
anything, I just smiled at her.  I pulled her out into the hallway and led
her down the hall.  With my wife wearing only panties, I pulled her by the
hand out of the elevator and into the grassy area where the boys were
sitting.
   "Hey...hey...shhh....shhh...Holy Shit," the guys started to mumble,
hitting each other and pointing at us as we walked up.
   "Can we sit down?" I asked.
   "Uh...Sure...Yeah," the boys all said.  The boys moved aside and I
pushed Carole between them.  She sat in the middle of bench.  I sat down at
the end of the bench on the other side, insuring that all the boys could be
as close to her as possible.  For over an hour, we sat there and talked
with them, all the while Carole's tits were out for all to see.  The kids'
eyes were all over her.
   Eventually, I took her back into our room.  In the elevator, I asked,
"You like that?" She nodded, but didn't say anything.  "Come on," I
pressed. "I know you did." She hugged me and smiled.
   When the elevator door opened, a man was standing there...eyes wide and
mouth open.  "Oh, my God," he said.  I led my half-naked wife passed him.
"Wow," he called after us.
   She attacked me as soon as we got in the room.  She was so hot from all
the guys looking at her.  Some, apparently, had even felt her up under the
table, rubbing her thinly-covered pussy.  She was much wetter than normal.
She came almost immediately when I pushed into her.  I rode the wild little
bitch for over an hour before I was done with her.
   After sex, I asked her about spending time down with the boys.  "You had
fun, didn't you?" I asked, looking over at my beautiful wife.
   "You know I did," she said with a huge smile.
   "Like to show off those big tits, don't you?  You like it that all those
men lusted after you," I continued.
   She grinned.
   "I liked it too," I told her.  "I am so proud of you.  I love showing
you off." I reached over and tweaked her nipple.
   We packed up and drove off towards home.  As soon as we left the parking
lot, I told her to remove her shirt.  "Put your hands up over your head," I
told her.  "Let's see if we can find some trucks." She grabbed the headrest
with her hands, and stuck her chest out.  She laughed.
   For the next several hours, we played an exposure game with truck
drivers.  She smiled and laughed as truck drivers looked down at her naked
chest and blew their air horns in appreciation.  After a couple hours, she
leaned down and put her head in my lap.  I lifted my ass up so she could
slide my shorts down.  Out popped my cock.  She sucked it into her mouth.
   It took everything I had to not drive off the road.  It wasn't until I
shot my load down her throat that I saw that we were pacing a pickup truck.
The guy in the passenger seat was staring down at us, watching my wife
swallow my cum.  After she drained my hose, she looked up and saw them
staring down.  She smiled up at them and licked her lips before she sat
back up.
   The next weekend, we went out on a friend's boat.  It was a big
inboard/outboard fishing boat.  Carole sunbathed in her bikini on the bow
as he and I fished.  We cruised the bay for a while before we went out into
the ocean.  When we were a good distance out, I called Carole back to the
cockpit.
   "You need to work on losing those tan lines some more," I told her.  She
looked questioningly at the other man.  "He won't mind," I joked.
   "But..." she started.
   "What?  For the last week, you have been showing them to everyone and
now you are shy?"
   "But everyone was doing it there..." She argued, quietly with me.
   "So?  There is nothing wrong with doing it here too.  Come on, take it
off," I told her.
   She was going to argue with me, but then she just said, "Okay," and
pulled it off.  The other guy's eyes almost popped out of his head when she
threw her bikini onto the boat's dashboard.  Naked, she strutted back out
to the bow seats and sat down.
   He slapped me on the back.  "You are one lucky son-of-a-bitch," she
said. He found a good spot to drop anchor.  I stayed in the back, fishing,
while he went up next to Carole.  Between every cast, he stared at her
naked body.  After a while with no luck, we moved back closer to shore. 
"Fuck," he said, slowing the boat.
   "What?" I asked
   "I wanted to go there, but there are already a couple boats there," he
complained.
   "So?"
   "So, your girl is naked.  Can't just drive up next to a bunch of
fishermen with a naked woman on the bow," he laughed.
   "Why not?"
   He looked at me, puzzled.  Then he shrugged.  "Well, I guess its okay
with me, if it's okay with you." He pushed the throttles back up and sped
into the middle of the other boats.
   At first, the men on the other boats didn't notice, but eventually they
all saw her.  All the fishing was done on the side of their boat closest to
us, and I'm not sure they even cared if they caught anything.  They did,
however, stare a great deal.  Several cameras came out.
   Even though Carole kept her eyes closed move of the time, she never
moved or tried to cover herself.  Eventually, however, she had had enough
sun.  She stood up, looked around at all the men staring at her and then
walked back to the cockpit.  She put her bikini bottoms on, but that was
it. She stood, under the shade, still topless for another half hour.  In
time, we started the motors and left, returning to the dock that we
launched from.  Just before we tied up, Carole put her bikini top on and
then some shorts.
   I invited the other guy to a drink at the dockside bar and he agreed. 
We found a place at the bar, ordered a drink, and talked.  As soon as he
went to the bathroom, I talked with Carole.  "That was fun, wasn't it?  You
really liked it, didn't you?"
   "Well...yeah...I guess," she admitted.
   "You guess?" I laughed.  "You know you liked it.  All those men liked it
too.  And you know that." I leaned over and kissed her.  "You know, I am so
proud of you.  You are so beautiful and you should never be afraid to show
off those big wonderful boobies."
   "You're silly," she said, turning a little red.
   "I'm serious," I said.  Then I reached down and carefully adjusted her
bikini top.  "There, leave it like that.  That's much better," I smiled.
   Just then, he came back.  He smiled when he looked down at Carole's
chest.  I had pushed the bikini over slightly, allowing for a significant
portion of her areola to become exposed.  We talked and drank for a while
longer, before Carole got up to go to the bathroom.  When she returned, I
was happy to see that she had not re-adjusted her bikini.  As a matter of
fact, her moving around had moved the cloth even further.  The only thing
preventing it from going any further was her protruding nipples.  It was
awesome.  All of us around her gawked at her exposed tits as we drank and
laughed.
   Late that night I took her back to the car.  "Take me to the room and do
me," she almost begged.  She was extremely horny from all the men staring
at her.  I just looked at her and grinned.  "Come on, I'm serious.  I need
you." She reached down and started rubbing her pussy through her shorts. 
She leaned back and sighed.  "I need it right now."
   "Well, you are going to have to wait just a little while longer," I
teased.
   "What?" her eyes opened and she glared at me.  "No.  I want you now."
   "Not yet," I said, speeding off out of the parking lot.
   Two blocks down, I pulled into the parking lot of an "adult" store. 
"Come on," I said, getting out of the car.
   "But...I don't want to..." she whined.
   I opened her door and pulled her out.  "Come on," I demanded.  She
huffed and complained.  As son as I got her into the store I looked around.
I pulled her into the woman's lingerie section.
   "Can I help you?" a short young male clerk asked.  His eyes went to
Carole's still exposed areola.  "Wow," he said, not being able to control
himself.
   "Yeah," I said.  "I'm looking for a mesh top or body suit for my wife
here.  He looked her up and down.  Carole still had a look on her face that
was somewhere between aggravated and desperate.
   "Okay, that would be over here." The kid led us down a couple of isles.
He took a black mesh body suit off the rack and held it up.  "Something
like this?"
   "Exactly," I said.  I took it from him and handed it to Carole.
   "The dressing room is over there," the kid said, pointing.
   Carole took it from me, sighed, and walked towards the room.
   "Anything else I can help with?" the kid asked.
   "Yeah, wait here and tell me what you think?"
   "Huh?" he looked quizzically at me.
   "I want to know if you think she looks good in it," I said.
   "I can already tell you that she is going to look good in it..." he
mumbled.
   Just then, Carole looked out from the room and waved me over.  The kid
and I walked over to the room.  Carole didn't walk out, she peeked around
the door, so I took hold of the door and opened it suddenly.  Carole
jumped, a little shocked at seeing the kid next to me, but then she just
stood there.  She looked outstanding!  There were cloth and snaps at the
crotch, which barely covered her pussy, but the rest of her body was
exposed though the loose mesh of the body suit.
   "Well," I asked the kid, "what do you think?"
   The kid was speechless.  He stared at her almost naked body, and Carole
stared into his face.  Then he said, "Oh, my God, she is gorgeous."
   As soon as she heard that, her nipples started to harden.  They quickly
worked their way though the mesh.  "Okay, I'll take it," I said.  I quickly
walked passed her into the dressing room and gathered up all her clothing.
I handed her shorts to her and said, "This is all you need."
   I took the kid to the counter and he started to ring me up.  Carole put
on her shorts and met us there.  The three other male patrons all followed
her up to the counter.  I turned to look at her.
   "Fuck, you are sexy," I announced.  "Don't you think?" I said to the
small crowd.
   "Fuck, yeah," one guy said.
   "Yeah, those are the best tits I think I have ever seen," said another.
   The kid told me the total and turned back to pay.  One of the guys moved
up close to Carole and ran his finger lightly over her protruding nipples.
"Hard as rocks," he said to the other men, with a smile.  The other men
took his lead and moved up to her.  They all started fondling her tits.
   Carole didn't know what to do.  She was as hot as a firecracker, but
still trying to be shy about it.
   After paying the bill, I turned and watched my wife's tits being groped
for several minutes, before I took her hand and pulled her out from between
the men.  We walked quickly out to the car and got in.
   "Oh, my God," she said, after we drove off.  "You have to take me to the
room and fuck me...please." She pushed her hands down her shorts started
rubbing her pussy.
   I laughed.  "Okay, relax." A minute later I continued.  "First, tell me
you liked those men fondling you.  You had fun, admit it."
   "Okay....okay....I liked it.  It was fun.  Now, get me back to the
room." She whimpered.
   I slowed down and drove slightly below the speed limit.  "So, you like
to show off your tits and you like to be felt up by strangers.  Hmmm.  You
sound like my kind of girl." I laughed.
   She moaned lightly, pushing her fingers inside her shorts.
   "Is that all they touched?  Your boobs?" I pried.
   "No, one of them was feeling my butt," she said in little gasps.
   "Oh!" I exclaimed.  "So you like that too, huh?  Get your ass felt up."
   She didn't say anything, she was in a frenzied state.
   "So you want me to take you to the room and fuck you?"
   "Mmhmm," she moaned.
   "How?" I asked.
   "I don't care," she said frantically.  "I just need to be fucked.  Oh,
my God."
   I reached over and pulled her hand out of her shorts.  "Don't do that?"
I said.  "You'll be done before we get there." I pushed her arm up.  "Put
your hands behind your head and show this next guy your tits."
   "But...Okay," she said.  I pulled along side a car and paced it.  She
smiled at the man driving.  Not looking over, I reached over and tweaked
her nipples with my fingers, making them poke out the holes in the mesh
body suit she was wearing.  Then I sped off.
   When we were almost there, I put my hand between her legs and started to
rub her pussy.  She purred in response.  I parked the car in the furthest
parking slot I could find and got out of the car.  It was only semi-lit and
no one was around.  I pulled her out the other side.  I closed her door and
then pinned her up against the car.  I kissed her hard on the lips.  "You
wanna fuck, do you?" I asked as soon as our lips parted.
   "Oh, God, yes," she moaned.
   "You want me to fuck you right here?" I said, grabbing her ass and
pulling her close to me.  "You want me to take you right here in the
parking lot?"
   "Oh, God..." she moaned.
   "Tell me," I pushed.
   "Oh, God, yes," she panted.
   "So you don't mind if someone watches you get fucked?"
   "No....no...God....Fuck me....Please....Please, fuck me," she whimpered.
   "Strip," I demanded, stepping back from her.  Quickly, she dropped her
shorts to the ground and unsnapped her body suit.  I took hold of the mesh
and pulled it up and off her head.  Then I grabbed her hips, lifted my
naked wife up, and sat her down on the hood of the car.  Her legs
immediately separated.  She threw them out wide.  I unzipped my pants and
pushed my rock hard cock into her dripping wet waiting pussy.
   She moaned loudly as I pushed all the way into her.  I grabbed her
ankles and held her legs wide apart as I slammed into her again and again.
Her fingers went straight to her clit and she started rubbing them
feverishly.  A minute later, her toes started to curl and she started to
cry out.  "Oh, my God...Fuck me....Oh, yes...Fuck me....Fuck me....Fuck
me...Fuck...."
   Just as she was at the peak of climax, a car drove up.  The guy stopped
the car next to where we were and watched.  Carole moaned and whimpered as
her body quaked with orgasmic pleasure.  I never stopped fucking her.  As
soon as she was finished with her climax, however, I pulled her down off
the car, turned her around and bent her over the hood.
   She pushed up off the hood with her hands, keeping her tits suspended
and swinging as I reentered her from behind.  Just then she noticed the guy
in the car next to us.  She didn't respond at all, though.  Instead, she
just looked at the guy and then closed her eyes.
   "You love this don't you?" I said, between plunges.  "You love to fuck,
don't you?"
   "Oh, God, yes," she whispered.
   "Say it!  Say it loud," I gasped.
   "I love to fuck..." she almost yelled.
   "Fuck, your pussy is tight," I gasped.  I rammed into her and then held
still.  "Clench your pussy around me.  Go on.  Squeeze my cock.  Yeah,
that's right.  Fuck, your pussy is amazing."
   "Oh, God," she moaned.
   "Yeah, keep doing that...squeeze my cock...yeah."
   I started fucking her again.  Then I moaned, "I want to fuck your ass."
I pulled my cock out of her and put it at the tight entrance to her anus.
"Can I fuck you up the ass?" I gasped.
   She didn't respond.
   "Ask me to fuck your ass," I urged.  "BEG ME!"
   "Oh, God, Please fuck me in the ass," she said finally.  "Please, fuck
my ass...Please...PLEASE."
   She cried out when I slammed into her.  "Oh, God...." I reached up and
grabbed two handfuls of tits.  I pulled back on them, using them like
handles as I hammered into her ass.  Her eyes were now open and she was
staring at the man in the car and moaning.  Just then, I came, gushing
gallons.
   As soon as I could breathe again, I picked up her clothes and took her
hand.  I led her passed the staring man and towards the hotel.  I walked my
naked wife passed several people before we got to the room.  As soon as the
door was closed, I got on the bed and pulled her on top of me.  She rode me
for most of the rest of the night, coming numerous times, before she
finally slowed down.
   We flew home the next day.  Over the next couple weeks, I took her out
and fucked her in public places.  Each time one or more people watched us
and each time she became uncontrollably wild and lustful.
   Late one night, I took her to a park.  We walked for a while before I
pushed her up against a brick wall.  I lifted her skirt and fucked her
right there.  A couple out for a stroll watched us, making Carole hornier
and hornier.
   Another time, I took her to the nude beach and got her to blow me. 
There were people all around us that watched.  She got very hot seeing the
people watch us...to see her deep-throat me and swallow my cum.  One man
asked to join us and Carole smiled, nervous that I might agree, but I
declined.  Not yet, I thought.  But soon...still wanted to take some time.
   I also continued to expose her in other ways, as much as possible.  I
made her sit at a bus stop, for instance, wearing a shirt that had only one
button buttoned...the top one.  The shirt was only long enough to barely
cover the bottom of her tits and when the wind blew, which was constantly,
the shirt blew open exposing her to anyone looking.  I made her sit there
calmly for over an hour, people walking by staring at her big beautiful
naked tits.  She fucked me for hours after I got her home, she was so hot.
   To be continued....  
  
Chapter 2   Trying to Find Her Limits