The Shoe Store By RLM

  My wife, Paula, loves to flash her body. She found out just how
much it turns me on very early in out marriage and we had
wonderful sexy times with her flashing for several years
afterwards. However, even though she had flashed dozens of men,
sometimes letting them see her pussy, she had never allowed any
of them access to her body.  That all changed on a vacation to
Dallas when we did it in an xxx-rated porno movie theater.  She
had flashed her tits and legs at several men sitting around us
and one thing led to another so that eventually Paula ended up
with hands all over her tits, legs and thighs.  It was just a
short step from there to fingers being in her pussy, then a
tongue. Several jacked off on my wife and then later in the
parking lot,  two men fucked her as we were trying to leave. 
Those two and two more joined us in the car and returned to our
hotel with us where they had sex with my wife for the rest of the
night.  After that, a lot of things changed.

  It was Saturday and Paula announced that she wanted to go out
to dinner.  I had planned on watching the ball game, but would
never pass up the chance to go with my sexy wife anywhere she
wants to go.  I was reading the evening newspaper when she
finally came downstairs and announced that she was ready to go. 
I looked up and, as usual, got an erection from seeing what my
wife was wearing.  My wife's slender waist emphasized her lush
hips and huge 36D tits that bounced as she moved down the stairs.
 The upper third of both breasts were exposed and the large
nipples made peaks on the tight sheathe dress she wore. My gaze
wandered down to her ass and legs.  The sheathe fit her like a
second skin and the hemline was at least six inches above her
knees.  It just barely covered the full thrust of her ass.  When
she reached the bottom of the stairs,  I saw that she wore black
spikes with four-inch heels that had silver highlights and straps
around her ankles.  She had on sheer hose. I wondered if they
were pantyhose or something else.  Her lipstick was a sultry red.
 She had done her nails and eyelashes. She even wore eye shadow.
Sparkling earrings dangled from both earlobes.  She had bracelets
on both wrists and two rings on each hand,  but not one of them
was her wedding ring.  I scanned the tight-fitting sheathe and
couldn't detect the slightest hint of anything underneath the
dress.

 "You look fantastic," I blurted.  "Thank you. I thought you
might like it."  "What have you got on underneath?" "That's my
business.  Get your coat.  We're going out to dinner, then who
knows what after that."

 As we walked to our car, I could see Paula's tits bouncing with
her every step.  "You don't have on a bra", I exclaimed, my cock
getting harder.

 "As a matter of fact, I don't. Do you like my big tits half
exposed and naked underneath my dress?  Do you think other men
are going to like your wife's big tits", she teased.  I realized
that I had an erection and told her so.  "Good. You're going to
be getting a lot of those tonight."

  When Paula slid into the car, she let her sheath slid even
further up her thighs and I could see the tops of her hose and
her bare flesh above the dark band at the top.  "You're not
wearing pantyhose."

 "That's right, I'm not. I don't wear pantyhose anymore. It's
much more fun to wear panties.... or nothing."

  My cock was so hard from looking at my sexy wife, I thought I
might cum in my pants.  I kept stealing glances at her as we
drove to our favorite restaurant.  Before we got halfway there,
she stopped me and told me to drive to popular single's club. 
"Are you sure", I asked. Paula just smiled and asked me what was
the point of getting dressed up if she wasn't going to let anyone
see her.  The place was essentially a singles bar where men did
there best to pick up a sexual partner for the evening.

  "Are you sure you want to go to this place", I asked.

  "If you don't want to go, you can just drop me off and pick me
up later after you've had your dinner."

  "I can't believe you'd go there without me!"

  "Why not? You're going to have to get used to a lot of things
from now on."

  The club was dark and plush. Several couples were dancing and
several others were kissing and fondling each other in dark
corners of the room.  We took a table close to the dance floor
and waited for a waiter to arrive. When he showed up to take our
drink orders, I noticed that he was staring at my wife's half
exposed tits.  When he stared, she crossed her legs causing the
sheath to slide all the way up to her ass.  The stocking top was
fully exposed as well as about three inches of her thigh flesh. 
The waiter took it all in, staring openly, alternating between
her tits and her thighs.

  The waiter wasn't the only man in the club enjoying my wife's
show. Several men at the bar were also looking at her legs as her
spike-heeled foot swung back and forth. We were sipping our
drinks when one of them approached our table and asked my wife to
dance.

  "Do you mind", she asked.

  What could I say? I just nodded dumbly and watched the man lead
my wife onto the dance floor.  For the next twenty minutes I
watched them moving together. With every minute, my wife seemed
to be pressing her body closer and closer to her dance partner. 
He now had her tits mashed into his chest and his hands were
roaming freely over the lush swell of her buttocks.  It seemed to
me like she was grinding her cunt against his bulge.  I knew he
must have an erection from feeling my wife the way he was.

  The soup arrived and I concentrated on eating it with some of
the bread just to get my mind off of what was happening on the
dance floor.  I was very nervous about all this happening in a
crowded club, but I also realized that my cock was extremely hard
from watching my wife rubbing her body against her dance partner.
 When I next looked up, my wife and her dance partner were no
where to be seen.  I looked all over the floor and couldn't find
them.  I even asked one of the women to check the ladies room for
me.  She wasn't there either. Finally, I gave up and returned to
our table and dinner.

  I was almost finished with dinner before my wife returned to
our table.  She smiled, sat down and began to eat the London
broil she had ordered.  I couldn't stand it.

  "Where did you go? Where have you been? I've been looking all
over for you", I demanded.  "I went outside with Kirk."  "Who's
Kirk"?  "The man I was dancing with", she replied as she sipped
her wine.  "You were gone 30 or 40 minutes!"

  "Was it that long? It didn't seem that long."  "What were you
doing outside with him"?

  She took another bite of the London broil, tilted her head and
looked at me, straight in the eye for a few moments before she
answered..."I was being fucked."

  I choked on my food and had a coughing fit.  When I got myself
under control, I stared at my wife.  "You're not serious are you.
 You really fucked that guy?"  I was really stunned.  We had had
one previous experience in which I had seen my wife being fucked,
but that had been when we were out of town on vacation.

  "No. I didn't fuck him. He fucked me.  And he made your wife
cum three times while he was doing it."

  "But where...how? You didn't have time to go anywhere."

  "Oh... he was too hot to go anywhere. I had been rubbing my
cunt all over him for 20 minutes on the dance floor and he was
going crazy.  He fucked me in the back seat of his car.  I just
laid down on the seat, put one foot against the ceiling of the
car and the other over the front seat so that I was spread open
for him.  First he sucked me to a hard orgasm and when my pussy
was throbbing, he mounted me and put his cock into my cunt while
I was still in the middle of my first orgasm... That made he
explode all over again.  He rammed me really hard and then filled
my hole with a huge cum load."

  "But my god... how could you have done something like that
without telling me."  "Would you have stopped me", Paula asked. 
"No, but , well, I mean... " My words trailed off to silence. 
"Would you have sneaked out and watched him fucking me?"

  I didn't answer.

  "Your cock is hard now, isn't it? You're imagining how it must
have looked for me to be spread out on the back seat of that car
with Kirk mounted on me... fucking me.  You wanted to watch it,
didn't you?"

  "Yes", I moaned as my cock throbbed in my pants.

  Paula just smiled and finished her dinner. She motioned for our
waiter who came running when he saw that my wife was sitting with
her legs spread so that he could see up her dress.  He couldn't
take his eyes from between her thighs as she ordered another
glass of wine.  I also looked and saw she wasn't wearing any
panties.  Her cum-covered cunt was in full view.  Little strands
of semen clung to her lips and her pubic hair was matted.

  "He took your panties", I blurted. "No he didn't. I never wore
any."

  My wife looked at me and crossed her legs shutting off the
view.  "Kirk was very good. He has a big cock and he was able to
get hard again almost immediately after he fucked me the first
time.  I sucked him until he was throbbing.  I thought he was
going to shoot it in my mouth, but he pulled it out, turned me
over onto my hands and knees and gave it to me doggie-style the
second time. I came again when he filled your wife with his
second cum load, Honey."

  On the drive home, my wife removed her breasts from her sheath
and played with her nipples.  Her dress was high enough on her
thighs to let me see her cum-drenched pussy.  I had to pass
several trucks on the freeway and she smiled at the drivers each
time, holding her big tits up for them to see.  By the time we
were home, I had a raging hard on and just had to fuck her.  I
thought she might refuse, but she told me that she needed another
fuck.  However, there was a price. I had to suck all the cum from
her pussy before she would let me fill her with my load.

  After that night, things were never the same again. Paula began
to wear incredibly erotic clothing, miniskirts and micromini
skirts that barely covered her ass, see-through blouses ,
sometimes without a bra, depending on where we were going.  She
rarely wore a bra or panties.  Many times she would be dressed to
kill when I got home from work.  We would go out for the evening
and I would stay hard the entire time as Paula flashed her body
as we had done for years.  The difference now, however, was that
I never knew when she would going to let a guy fuck her.

  One Saturday about a month after our evening at the supper
club, she invited me to go shopping with her.  I really don't
like shopping, but I didn't want to let her go alone.  We shopped
most of the day until finally Paula entered a small, but
expensive, ladies shop.  She approached the clerk, a handsome man
of about 30, and told him that she wanted to see some new shoes.
She explained that she was interested in something sexy that men
would like to see her wearing.  The clerk beamed with pleasure,
hardly able to tear his eyes away from my wife's big thrusting
tits.  Finally, he managed to get his thoughts sufficiently
together to go to the back storeroom and get some shoes.  Within
minutes, he returned with five boxes to find my wife sitting in
the fitting area with her shapely legs crossed and me sitting a
couple of chairs to the side.

  The clerk moved a small fitting stool directly in front of my
wife and selected a pair of black spikes with three-inch heels
and a single strap.  He asked Paula if they were the sort of
thing she had in mind, and when she nodded, he suggested that she
try them on.  In response, Paula uncrossed her legs and moved her
right foot up onto the fitting platform, her dress falling away
from her thigh as she did so.

  The clerk fumbled as he removed her shoe and replaced it with
the black spike.  In his position, he could see halfway up her
thighs.  With great difficulty he forced himself to avert his
eyes.  When the first shoe was in place, he couldn't keep from
watching as my wife moved her right foot to the side and her left
up onto the platform.  In the process, she opened her legs even
more. It was impossible to keep from looking.

  When both shoes were on, Paula rose and examined them in the
mirror, raising her dress even higher as she did so.  She struck
a seductive pose and asked the clerk what he thought.  He never
took his eyes off my wife's legs as he told her in detail how
nice they looked.

  "Do you think they make my legs look sexy?"  "They look
marvelous.  Absolutely marvelous!", the clerk stammered.  "Why
thank you. That's very nice of you to say so.  Do you really like
my legs?", Paula asked as she lifted her skirt halfway up her
thighs.

  The clerk squirmed uncomfortably, glancing at me and trying to
hide his erection.  "Don't worry about my husband.  He doesn't
care if you look at my legs."

  Sitting down in front of the clerk again, Paula smiled and
asked to try on another pair.  Once more her foot rose, and this
time, she kept her legs slightly farther apart as he fitted her
with a pair of red pumps. From the way she was sitting, I was
certain that the clerk was able to see at least to the tops of
Paula's stockings.  By the time he had fastened the second shoe,
the clerk had stopped trying to avert his eyes and staring
directly up my wife's dress.

  Once again Paula went through the routine of examining the
shoes and asking the clerk how they looked on her.  My cock was
now hard as steel watching my wife tease this man.  Holding her
dress high on her thighs, Paula smiled, "I think they make me
look like a slut." She looked into the clerk's eyes.  "Do you
think they make me look like a slut?"

  "No, of course not", the clerk protested. "Oh come on... If
these aren't fuck-me pumps, I've never seen a pair."  Paula
lifted her skirt even higher exposing her panties.  "I think I
look like a slut. I really like them.  I'll take this pair.  Show
me some more."

  Two more pairs of shoes followed with Paula keeping her legs
parted just about the same amount each time, giving the clerk
ample opportunity to take in every detail of her thighs.  When
she sat down to try on the fifth pair, a sequin-studded pair of
open-toed pumps with five-inch heels, she allowed her dress to
ride even higher.  The action didn't escape the clerk's notice. 
He responded by moving her foot as high on the platform as he
could to give himself the best possible view.  His eyes caressed
her and tried desperately to see even further up her dress.  My
wife was becoming very excited now.  When he repeated this move
with the second foot, she helped him still more by parting her
thighs wider. I knew without a doubt that he was now able to see
all the way up to her pantie-covered cunt.

  The bulge in the clerk's crotch left no doubt that he had a
raging hard-on.  His erection tented his pants which moved every
time his penis throbbed with excitement.  He strapped the second
shoe in place and Paula opened her legs another few inches so
that he could see the full plane of her cunt covered only by the
thin crotch band of her wet panties.  The clerk stared directly
at it.  Almost a full minute passed with Paula keeping her legs
spread open for him.  Suddenly she closed her legs and asked the
clerk to bring out some shoes with high heels that strapped
around her ankles. He said he would be glad to do so, but that he
would first have to lock up the store as it was past closing
time. When he rose, my wife stared at his erection.

  While waiting, my wife leaned over and whispered, "God...I'm
hot...so hot...I can feel my cunt beginning to throb!"  "Take off
your panties so he can see your cunt", I gasped, my own cock
throbbing.  "Do you really want me to?  He might fuck your wife
right here in the middle of the store."  She pressed her thighs
together and shuddered.  "You want to see him fuck me, don't
you?"

  Before I could answer, the clerk returned carrying a single
pair of black five-inch spikes with long straps. His erection was
obvious.  He could hardly wait to see more of my wife because he
moved a second fitting stool into position beside the first one.
Without hesitation, he lifted Paula's foot onto the platform,
removed her shoe, and replaced it with the black spike.  When he
was ready for the second foot, he moved the first one not onto
the floor, but onto the second stool.  My wife was now not only
spread open, but both of her legs were elevated as well.  Her
dress slid back to mid-thigh and the clerk stroked her calf and
stared openly at the narrow band of thin material covering her
cuntal opening.

  "Can you see everything? Do you want me to spread wider?", she
asked.  "Yes. Spread wider", the clerk ordered.  "You do it,
Honey. Open me up wide."

  The clerk shoved the fitting stools apart another foot causing
my wife's thighs to gape open.  She held her position to permit
his gaze to drill directly between her splayed thighs, while his
hands stroked up and down the expanse of her leg.  Her breathing
was becoming more rapid and her hips began to undulate on the
chair.  The clerk didn't hesitate.  His hands touched the inside
of her thighs and moved directly upward to stroke the length of
Paula's wet slit through her panties.

  My wife moaned in passionate response. "Ooohhhh... I'm starting
to throb... my clit... oouuuu.. it's throbbing... I think I'm
going to cum!"

  The man moved his fingers onto her clit, but she grabbed his
hand to stop him. He was having none of that. Firmly, he freed
his hand and began to massage her clit shaft through the wetness
of her panties.  My wife exploded.
"Aahheeeee....Oooouuuuu...you're making me cummm....oohhh
yesssss.... I'm cumming...."

  The clerk felt my wife throbbing beneath the panties and
started to push his fingers into her. "Please..not yet... Show me
one more pair of shoes."

  I felt like I was going to cum in my pants. What a bitch his
wife was.. even when she was cumming, she wouldn't stop teasing
the poor clerk.  When the clerk had vanished into the back of the
store once again, I leaned over and whispered to my wife,  "Take
off your panties. Show him you cunt." This time she offered no
objection. Her hips arched and she quickly stripped the panties
down her nylon-sheathed legs.  She handed them to me and I felt
the crotch.  It was soaked with her juices. My wife crossed her
legs once more and waited.

  Soon the clerk was seated directly in front of my wife again.
He ran his hands up her legs until he grasped her behind the
knee. Pulling her crossed legs apart, he quickly stripped off her
shoe and slipped her foot into a white spike. She pressed her
foot directly against his erection while he fastened the strap. I
rubbed my own cock as I watched him staring up her dress into the
darkness at the upper reaches of her thighs.

  Without being asked, Paula moved her foot away from his crotch
and spread herself wide for him. The intake of his breath was
audible when he saw the pubic hair surrounding my wife's naked
cunt.  She slowly raised her legs and placed her feet on the
fitting stools to expose herself completely.  The man rubbed his
cock and moved the second stool to spread my wife wide open.  Her
cunt lips gaped exposing the wet hole.  With a quick motion, the
clerk pushed her dress up to her hips so that he could see her
pulsating wet slit even better. My wife was losing control; her
hips were openly thrusting her cunt upward.

  Running his hands up the inside of her thighs, he pulled Paula
forward and pressed her legs open even wider.  His fingers
penetrated her in one smooth stroke. I had my own cock and was
stroking it, my eyes glued to the clerk's fingers thrusting in
and out of Paula's cunt. Suddenly, my wife began to cum for the
second time. She continued to moan for over a minute, her entire
vagina throbbing around the clerk's fingers.

  As soon as her climax subsided, he lowered his mouth and sucked
the throbbing clitoris between his lips.  My wife groaned deep in
her throat; her passion mounting instantly to a raging fire.  The
man's tongue began to lash up and down the shaft of the turgid
clit causing my wife's moans to turn to shrieks of pleasure.  Her
body stiffened and her hips thrust her crotch upward as she
started to cum for the third time.  Still the clerk did not let
up. His fingers probed both her pussy and asshole while his
tongue lashed her jerking clitoris.  My wife was going wild. I
was jacking off furiously as I watched my wife being sucked and
fingered into another powerful orgasm.

  I saw the clerk had his own cock out and ready. He moved
between my wife's thighs and placed the swollen head directly
against her throbbing hole.  With one hard thrust, he drove
himself in and began to fuck her.  His hips snapped back, pulling
his cock almost out of the groaning woman, and then ramming
forcefully back into her waiting cunt.  I could easily see her
cuntal lips stretching wide to receive the thick shaft as it slid
all the way into her. He had it buried now and was fucking Paula
with hard slamming strokes that forced her butt back against the
chair. His hips snapped rapidly back and forth, delivering one
hard fuck stroke after another into her open cunthole.

  I couldn't hold back any longer. A huge stream of cum gushed
from my cock, landing several feet away on the carpet. Several
more streams followed this until the cum was running over my hand
and dripping onto the floor.

  The clerk pulled his cock from my wife's cunt and told her to
get on the floor on her back.  Instantly, Paula obeyed.  Once on
her back, she lifted her hips and pulled her dress up about her
waist.  With her cunt now fully exposed, she lowered her hips to
the carpet and lifted her legs until her white spikes pointed
toward the ceiling.  In this position, her cunt was a perfect,
wet target for the clerk's steel-hard cock.  He wasted no time. 
Dropping between my wife's widespread thighs, he rammed his full
length into her.  Again his hips fucked his cock into the sucking
hole of Paula's vagina.  She squeezed the thick shaft with her
cunt muscles as it fucked into her depths.  Within moments, I
knew she could feel the man beginning to throb inside her pussy.
His hips hammered his length into my wife faster and faster.

  I watched almost in shock.  My wife was spread wide with her
dress shoved up to her waist being fucked senseless by a total
stranger right in the middle of the store.  I watched Paula lift
her legs higher to give him full access to her hole.  The man's
butt pounded into the wide expanse of her open legs.  Suddenly, I
noticed his strokes shortening and the muscles of his ass clench.
 He was about to cum!  He rammed himself in deep and groaned as
thick jets of cum shot into my wife's cunt.  His strokes slowly
decreased in intensity. The cum overflowed and seeped between the
lips of Paula's pussy and the still pistoning cock to slide down
the crack of her ass.

  The clerk did not move from between her spread legs and Paula
made no effort to get up.  Instead, his hips continued to do a
slow grind while he worked the top of her dress down to her waist
to gain access to her huge tits.  Her nipples were both rigidly
erect. Paula groaned softly as his fingers stroked them.  She
groaned even louder when he sucked the nipples into his mouth,
his hands squeezing both big melons while he sucked and tongued
her.  His hips never stopped their grinding motion and my wife's
hips were beginning to move again.

  My wife opened her eyes and watched as I jacked off staring at
the man fucking her.  She groaned softly when she felt the cock
growing bigger and harder inside her cunt.  "Ooohhhh..he's
getting hard again!"

  His grinding motion was slowly changing to steady strokes in
and out of my wife's vagina now.  He was obviously going to fuck
her again.  His ass muscles were quivering with pleasure as they
thrust his hips forward, feeding inch after inch of his cock into
my wife's vagina.  I could see her shudder when the base of the
cock crushed against her clit.  He pulled himself partway out. 
Her cunt lips seemed to expand around his gleaming wet shaft.  He
poised over her for a moment with just the head inside, and then
snapped forward, driving his entire length back into her depths.
He began to fuck my wife with steady, measured thrusts, riding
her high to keep constant friction on her clit.  He wasn't going
fast, but he was hitting into her hard and deep.  Paula drew her
legs up, bending them at the knees.  Her garter straps cut into
the flesh of her stretched thighs as she wrapped her legs tightly
about the clerk's driving butt.

  I could tell that my wife as about to cum again. Her eyes
screwed tightly shut and her mouth opened, forming a large oval.
She squeezed her legs about her fucker's hips and pumped her ass
up and down, meeting his every thrust, driving his spear deep
into her cunt, again and again.  She cried out and her whole body
shuddered and shook, but the clerk didn't even slow down.  He
kept socking in and out of her convulsing pussy while she
squealed and writhed beneath him.

  He gave her no time to recover. Instead, he began to fuck her
even faster and harder. She responded immediately and soon was
bucking wildly, her ass flying up and down, her tits bouncing in
rhythm to the driving strokes of the man's penis into her
overheated vaginal passage.  His thick cock plugged her sex
opening fully. I could see it glistening with their combined
juices on every outward stroke.  The sound was incredible. Every
time he pulled out of my wife, there was a wet, sucking sound
from all the cum pooled inside her cunt, and each time he drove
into her body, her cunt squished as the juices were forced out. 
The cum was being churned into a white froth that coated the
length of his cock and the entire plane of my wife's cunt.

  Paula was losing control again. She still had her legs
upraised, her ankles locked about the man's ass, but now they
began slipping down. Her legs splayed wider apart and her calves
rode his ass.  Her white spikes heels jerked in the air as his
ass rose and descended between her thighs.  Looking down, I could
see my wife's asshole lengthening and shortening in response to
the cock driving up and down the length of her vagina.  Her cunt
hole was stretched into a wide oval by the hard shaft that
plunged like a piston in and out of the wet cylinder of my wife's
squishing pussy.

  When he was ready to cum in my wife, the clerk hooked her legs
in the crook of his arms and lifted them high and wide. Her
thighs split wide apart and her new spike heels pointed toward
the ceiling.  He roared and started fucking straight down into
her cunt like a jackhammer.  Every stroke was long and deep.  My
wife grunted loudly each time the cock slugged into the bottom of
her hole.  Suddenly, my cum exploded over Paula's face and tits.
Spurt after spurt rained down on her jerking body splattering
over her bouncing tits, shooting into her open mouth, and
covering her cheeks.  She opened wider so that the next stream
shot directly into her mouth hole.

  The man fucking her responded by ramming his cock into Paula's
upturned cunt even faster, hitting her hard with short two-inch
jabs.  Her pussy squished as cum and juices belched up and out
onto her bouncing ass.  The man screamed and began to shoot jet
after jet of hot cum into my wife's waiting hole.  Paula shrieked
loudly and exploded into another orgasm as she took the load. 
Their bodies hammered together, his hips ramming forward to plant
the cock deep inside the Paula's cunt, her ass hunching upward to
take every inch.  More cum poured into her.  The juices spurted
up and out of her tightly plugged hole.  Her clit jerked wildly
in hot passion as she was relentlessly fucked by the clerk.

  My wife was breathing in labored gasps in the midst of the
fierce fucking she was receiving.  Her upraised legs allowed me
to see her asshole winking spastically while cum oozed past the
clerk's plugging cock to run down her ass cheeks.  His clenching
butt cheeks told me that he was still unloading cum into my
wife's vagina. Slowly the man pulled his semihard cock from
Paula's cunt and her legs fell to the carpet.  She lay there
spread wide open, her dress bunched at her waist, her cum-covered
tits exposed,  her hairy cunt twitching spastically.  It gaped
wide open from the fierce fucking she had received.  Her vagina
was completely filled with the clerk's thick white cum which ran
steadily down the crack of her ass to the carpet.

  I cleaned myself up and browsed in the front of the shop while
I waited for my wife to join me. Before I realized it, 15 minute
had passed and my wife had still not joined me.  I walked to the
back of the store and immediately realized why.  She was kneeling
in front of the clerk, her hands clutching his buttocks as she
sucked his cock.  He was steel hard again. It looked as if he
hadn't even cum yet.  His cock stood at rigid attention so that
Paula had to pull it down to get it inside her mouth.

  I heard the clerk order my wife to get onto her hands and
knees.  She obeyed immediately, turning to present her ass to the
clerk.  "Lower your head to the carpet, Baby... yeah...That's the
way.  Stick that beautiful ass up in the air,  you hot Slut.
Higher!... Yeah..That's it."

  My wife's head rested on the carpet. Her knees were pulled
under her so that her butt was thrust high into the air.  The
clerk stepped behind her and gazed with lust at the wet,
cum-filled vaginal orifice.  I watched him as he placed the head
of his penis against her cunt. My wife groaned in anticipation. 
Then, with slow precision, the hard cock was pushed into her
cunt.  My wife moaned loudly as it went in.  The clerk pulled her
hips backwards to impale my wife completely and then began to
fuck in and out of her pussy with pounding strokes, each one
causing my wife's body to jolt forward and ripping a grunt of
pleasure from her that seemed to come straight from her pussy.  I
watched the clerk move his cock in deep and ram it against my
wife's womb. She moaned louder and hunched against the cock
inside her hole.

  We could both see my wife's asshole opening and closing each
time she was penetrated.  The clerk smiled at me, pulled his cock
out of the wet cunt and pressed it against my wife's asshole. 
Paula groaned but did not pull away.  He pushed and her asshole
opened for him.  My wife was relaxing her sphincter to allow him
to fuck into her ass.  The clerk pushed and felt his cock slide
easily into my wife's ass.  He went in so easily that I knew that
Kirk and some or all of the men at the porno theater must have
been in her ass many times .

  We didn't leave the store for another hour. It ended by both of
us fucking Paula and her screaming and cumming as she received
two cocks at the same time. As I said, my life has never been the
same.

RLM

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