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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.  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, with just 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 slightly
over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bulbous
mushroom-like head.  What my wife, and on occasion 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 and on.  Everything that she does and everything that happens in this
story has happened to her, in the way it is presented.  Enjoy:
   Chapter 3:
   "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.  "Tell me you
didn't like those men groping you, though.  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 and 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 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 me cock...yeah."
   I started fucking her again.  Then I panted, "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 over an hour, 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 see the
people watch us...to see her deep-throat me and swallow my cum.  One man
asked to join us and Carole smiled, but I declined.  Not yet, I thought. 
But soon...still wanted to go slow.
   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.  She sat 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.
   All this time she was still working as a secretary.  After I discovered
that her two bosses were still constantly fucking her at work, I changed
her work wardrobe.  I bought her several sexy business suits, all with
skirts, not pants.
   I knew that Dave and Rick were still fucking her daily, and that it was
well known by the entire office.  I asked her to tell me the history and
how it got started.
   Looking back at her first day in the office, she told me: After a
meeting, she was sitting in Dave's office and he said something about her
looking very sexy that day.  "Thank you," she said, with a big smile.
   "That outfit really accentuates your figure," Dave said.  "You are
really sexy," 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.  Those are just perfect." He nodded at her tits.  "Big,
round and firm...perfect.  Wish I could see them one 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.  She smiled.  Jut then,
she was called to the office of Rick, another manager.  "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 gathered up her purse and followed him 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 kissed her on the mouth.  She didn't try to stop
him, as his hands moved down her body.  As they stood there, he unzipped
his trousers and then sat down.  As soon as he sat, he reached over and
pushed his hands up her skirt.  He pulled Carole's panties down, letting
them fall to her ankles.  Still, she just stood there.  Then 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.
   Carole let out a small sigh as Rick's cock pushed its way up her love
canal.  When she was fully impaled, he unbuttoned her jacket and blouse,
moving them aside to expose her wonderful breasts.  Once the bra was off,
he fondled her tits and she started to ride him.  He came quickly, pumping
his semen up into her, leaving her unsatisfied.  He pushed her up off him.
   Looking dejected, she got dressed, putting herself back together.  "That
was great," Rick told her.
   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 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.  A minute later, he had her skirt hiked up and had her
bent over his desk.  He fucked her from behind until he added his load to
Rick's.
   As he was putting his pants back on, Dave said, "I think Rick and I are
going to need you to work closer with us.  You may want to not worry about
wearing bras or panties at work from now on." He smiled at her and patted
her on the ass.
   From that day on, until she resigned, Carole never wore panties or a bra
to work.  Every day, one or both of the men would fuck her...sometimes
multiple times a day.
   Doing as I told her, she continued to keep me informed of her sexual
activities at work, but I never interfered or objected.
   (Continued)
  
Chapter 03