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                               MY WIFE AS A WHORE
                                    PART III
                                       By
                               -=(Dave Carlile)=-

      Kerry acted completely normal when I got home from work, as if she'd
spent the day doing normal activities.  I noticed details that had excaped my
attention earlier, though.  She had been taking more care of her appearance
lately.  She was spending more time at the gym and her nails were carefully
painted and manicured where she had never bothered before.  I didn't let on
that I knew anything but I couldn't help but be more horny than usual --  there
was something intangeable about her that attracted me to her more than I had
before.  A few weeks passed since I had been to Show World and I hadn't been
back for fear of being caught, but I was beginning to think a visit to the back
terrace was in order to re-satisfy my curiosity.

      That night the Kerry got a phone call at around ten o'clock (Kerry had
been getting a lot of phone calls at all hours lately --  she told me they were
friends from her aerobics class, but they always hung up when I answered the
phone and when she took the call, she went into the other room and spoke in
hushed tones).  Kerry informed, after she had hung up, that it had been her
friend, Rachel, and that Rachel had borrowed some money from her at her
aerobics class that day and Rachel planned to swing by in a few minutes to
repay the loan.

      A short while later, a car horn sounded outside the apartment building
and without hesitating, Kerry darted out the door.  I thought it was odd that
my wife had worn a black miniskirt and a skin-tight cropped top since we
weren't going out, so the situation made me want to do some investigating.  Out
my front window, I saw a black sports car park further down the block.  Kerry
was skittering after it and a shadowy figure leaned over to the passenger side
and shove the door open.  My wife slid in and the door closed behind her.
After that I waited. Nothing happened and it was too far away and too dark to
see.  I couldn't stand not knowing what was going on at this point, so I put on
a dark coat and slipped down the back steps of our apartment building and
across the back yard of the next door neighbor.  I crept between some houses in
the dark and emerged next to the car in a thicket of bushes.  I still couldn't
see what was going on, so I crawled right up to the car and peeked in the
passenger window.

      Some man who I'd never seen before was reclined in the driver seat with
his pants open and his large, glistening boner standing straight up in the air.
Kerry had her mouth poised over it and as I watched, she lowered her mouth over
it's expanse, using her wet tongue to guide it. She slurped it into her mouth
and her cheeks flexed inward as she sucked on his cock.  She twisted her mouth
on his rod like a pro, jacking his shaft with her hand.

      His cock was big and fat and it was very erect.  The blue veins were
bulging on the underside and it was shiny with my wife's spit.  As her head
bobbed over his croch, he let his hand wander down to pull her skirt up over
her ass.  She wasn't wearing panties and he lazily stroked her ass crack as she
sucked his dong.  She seemed to be really enjoying herself as she tried to make
him cum;  Her warm, wet tongue curled itself around his veiny shaft in an
exploring way.  She was taking her time, tasting, as though she were enjoying
an ice cream cone, lapping up the clear, salty liquid that seeped out.

      The window was partially open and I crouched close enough to the car that
I could hear every groan and every sharp intake of breath.  The man had found
her hole and he was rubbing his fingers against it with a circular motion and
once there was enough lubrication on them, he began to try to insert first one,
then two and slowly drew them in and out.   She purred sexily and pushed back
at his probing hand, then resumed sucking his cock.

      She was increasing her tempo now, thrusting her fist up and down his
shiny penis as she licked the head from all sides, as though in a frenzy, as
though she couldn't lick it enough. She began to moan excitedly, pantingly,
when she would catch a quick breath, breathing hotly on his cock.  His fingers
were coated with her cunt juice now, he rubbed his whole hand along her crack
as she wiggled her ass

      "Do you suck your husband like this?"  The man asked suddenly breaking
the quiet and startling me.

      Kerry panted her answer in an excited whisper aroud his cock. "No...no."
She said.

      "I bet he would like it,"  The man continued confidently.  He had a Latin
accent.  "You suck cock like a real pro.  You gonna make me shoot cum in your
mouth, baby.  You like that don't you?  You like to swallow cum."

      "Yeah..." Panted Kerry in an excited whisper as her head bobbed
rythmically and her soft wet mouth swirled a frenzied dance around his rigid
shaft.

      I could tell he was getting close to the moment because he was thrusting
his pelvis in time to her sucking.  Then her grabbed the back of her head and
thrust his cock quickly into her willing mouth like a cunt.  Then he grunted
and came.   As she swallowed his cum, I ran back to the back entrance of the
apartment so I could act casual when she returned.  She wasn't far behind.

      Her hair was mussed and she smelled like sex, but I pretended I didn't
notice.

      "Come on over here and sit by me."  I smiled and patted the couch next to
me.  She seemed hesitant, but I insisted and she sat down and began to watch TV
with me.  I began to rub her sensitive ribs and breast with the hand I had
draped loosely around her back.  She was unresponsive at first and a little
stiff, but the night's previous passions were still close to the surface and I
found it was an easy task to rekindle her excitement.

      Soon we were rolling around on the couch and I was rubbing my erection
against her cunt through my underwear.  I kissed her deeply, probing her wet
mouth with my tongue.  Her mouth tasted like the man's semen.  It excited me to
imagine the man's slippery cock gliding between her salty lips just minutes
before.

      "Naughty, naughty..."  I admonished teasingly.  "No panties!"  She bit
her lip enticingly but remained silent.

      I continued the sexy banter:  "You didn't dress like this for Rachel did
you?"  I whispered to her.  My eyes were locked on hers.  She froze for and
instant then smiled.

      "Maybe..."  She said.

      I rubbed my dick against her clit and she began humping back at me.  We
were both beginning to breathe hard.

      "Next time you'll have to let me watch."  I said.

      "OK."  She panted in agreement.

      "Let me join in?"  I asked.

      She looked doubtful.  "Maybe."  She said.

      "Have you ever considered having sex with another man?   I wouldn't mind
watching."  I said.  I tried to keep the comment in the same light vein but she
froze and ceased rubbing against me.

      "I don't think I could do that."  She said finally, resuming her grind
but without the same spirit.  She hesitated again.

      "You really want to watch me have sex with another man?"  She said.

      "I don't think I would mind...depending on who it is.  The idea kind of
excites me." I said.

      She didn't reply and she seemed preoccupied through the rest of our love
making and the rest of the evening.

      Several days later Kerry announced that we were going to meet an old High
School friend of hers at a nearby bar for a drink.  I liked the idea of meeting
someone new and we headed over the minute I got home from work and got myself
changed.

      The bar was a comfortable and dimly lit dive with deep corner booths.  I
was enjoying my first sip of a frosty pint whien I saw a man walk in.  He
walked up to our table and my wife jumped up and gave him an excited hug.  We
chatted for about an hour as Kerry and Hector reaquainted themselves.  I
realized within the first few minutes of hearing his voice this was the man in
the sports car.  I remained casual and asked questions of him too, curious
about this man whom I saw my wife giving a blowjob.

      We talked small talk which was really sort of boring untill I asked him
where he worked.  He seemed to hesitate and shot a quick glance at Kari.

      "I work as a janitor at a place called Adult World."  He smiled
sheepishly.  "Kind of an odd place to work and I don't like it to get out...
It's really a lot like any other job..."

      "Except for the naked women."  I finished for him, smiling, encouraging
him to continue.

      "Yeah, the naked women are a nice perc."  He said slyly.  "Especially
when they sometimes have sex with me."  He shot another quick glance at Kerry
who was smiling oddly, then laughed as though he were joking.  I was beginning
to piece this together.

      We were all beginning to get a buzz from the beer, I think, and I
suggested we take the conversation to Kerry and my apartment.  I offered to
walk to the store to get some beer before going home and Hector and my wife
quickly agreed, so we parted ways as we walked out of the pub.  As soon as we
were out of sight of eachother, I doubled back and peeked around the corner.

      Hector already had his hand on Kerry's ass and was playfully tugging up
the hem of her skirt.  She put her face close to his ear and seemed to be
whispering something to him as she skipped along next to him, down the tree
lined sidewalk.  As they passed an alleyway, dark in the deepening shadows that
were spreading themselves like a warm summer blanket over the rural
neighborhood where we lived, they paused and peered into the soft darkness --
Kerry's giggling carried to where I stood peering, then they slipped in without
looking back.

      I raced down the street and between two houses, careful that my footsteps
were silent in the dew-gathering grass, and came to a hedge bordering the
alley, when I heard my wife's voice, speaking low in the dark.  I stopped,
frozen for a while to let my eyes adjust themselves and to use my hearing to
locate Hector and my errant Kerry.

      After a few moments, their dim forms emerged out of the darkness beyond
the hedge, so I leaned myself against the rough boards of a garage and brought
the couple into full view through the crack between the hedge and the garage.
Wrapped in a deeper darkness, I knew I was safe from their sight, so I  made
myself comfortable and watched.

      Hector and Kerry were kissing deeply, their light skin shone in the
darkness as though they were glowing softly.  Hector had my wife's skirt pulled
up over her ass and was tugging her panties down toward her knees.  She reached
down to help him then wiggled out of them, let them fall to the alley-way and
forgot them.

      Her hands were busy between their bodies.  She seemed to be rubbing his
crotch through his jeans while he kneaded her full, rounded white ass.  They
pulled apart for a moment and I saw she had his fat cock in her hand.  He was
very hard and she was slowly tugging on it.  The Latino rubbed a finger along
her slit from bottom to top, making her shiver;  then he grabbed her by her
shoulders and spun her around, pushed her against the peeling paint of the
garage.

      Her face was turned toward mine and was so close I could hear every
rasping breath that drew sharply between her teeth.  He began to push his thick
penis into the dark area beneath her ass-crack, dartingly, with stabbing
motions of his hips.  She responded by tilting her hips back and pushing back
at him, meeting his jabbing thrusts.  After a few more lunges, his cock
returned to the night air thickly coated with glistening cunt juice.  Kerry
groaned and chipped the peeling paint with her fingernails, face pressed
against the boards.

      Hector was thrusting hard.  Each time his thick cock effortlessly slid
all the way up the hot, slick interior of her cunt untill his pelvis pushed
forcefully against her soft ass, she would grunt with pleasure, then inhale
sharply as he drew his cock out.  She had her legs spread wide and her back
bowed so her ass thrust itself out sharply.  She was beginnging to moan as his
cock whisked in and out of her slick cunt.

      Kerry's sweaty face pressed itself against the garage as grashoppers,
hidden in the tall grass behind a garbage can, chirped in time to her hips
lustful grind.  Hector pushed her shirt up over her full breasts where it
stayed;  he thumbed her already erect nipples which stood out as sharp
silhouettes against the soft white background  of a house across the alley. She
purred in response and lent a little more urgency to the undulation of her
hips.

      Hector's cock seemed to glisten fatter with passion and his frenzied
thrusts were becoming wild as he fucked my wife.  His cock slipped out and he
replaced it hurriedly, guiding it with his hand.  It slipped from her slick
cunt again and whether by accident or if Hector were feeling particularly randy
that evening, he pushed the pink dome of his cock-head against Kerry's taught
asshole.  She drew a sharp breath at the sudden pain.

      "Ow!"  She said, trying to deterr him.

      "Come on,"  Hector admonished,  "You love to have your ass fucked.  Take
it like the puta you are."

      "It hurts..."  Said my wife doubtfully.

      "Only for a minute, baby, then you'll be lovi'n it."

      I could see my wife was holding her ass straight and still to allow
Hector to push His cock in and she gasped in pain as, after a few seconds of
effort, the head of his cock disappeared with a pop into the tight o-ring of
her asshole.  She groaned with pain/pleasure as she gyrated her hips back at
him and the thick cock that protruded stiffly from her anus.

      He pushed in another half-inch.  Her voice quivered high in her throat as
she responded with a groan.  Hector pulled her ass-cheeks apart and away from
her asshole and pushed in another inch.  She squealed again.  He slowly pulled
back untill just his cock-head rested in her ass.  Kerry relaxed.

      Hector trust suddenly and forcefully, shoving half his cock into her ass.
Kerry let out a stifled cry and dug her fingernails into the rough boards.  She
seemed to be sobbing.  Hector roughly grabbed the soft flesh of her breasts and
used them as handles to shove his fat cock even deeper into her ass.  He
grunted with pleasure.

      The Latino slowly drew his cock out of my wife's asshole as she whimpered
and he steadied himself for the next lunge.  Kerry cried out again, as Hector
buried his cock to the hilt in her tight hot asshole.  As he withdrew it, it
shone in the soft light, glistening with his own pre-cum juices.  Hector built
a rythm, slowly pulling his cock in and out of her ass as she whimpered in
pain, face pressed against the garage in the dark, in the alley.

      Kerry stood, braced in a position of complete submission and seemed to
try to relax, to try to enjoy the stiff dicking her asshole was receiving.
She groaned low in her throat and panted hot moist breath on the wall.  Hector
was beginning to build tempo and his veiny shaft rubbed delightfully on the
inside of the tight band of her asshole.

      Her glowingly translucent ass shone in the dark alley as the Latin main's
dick disappeared in and out of it in a rising crescendo of rythmic thrusts.
Kerry was panting now, in rythm, her tongue hanging out of her mouth like a
thirsty hound.

      "Fuck me Hector,"  She grunted, gripping an ass-cheek and pulling it's
spread wider to allow his dick to penetrate deeper.  Hector's movements were
becoming spazmodic and his chin protruded in deep concentration.  He thrust
wildly as he ejaculated hot ribbons of semen up my wife's ass; but he didn't
stop fucking.

      Inspired, perhaps, by the added lubrication supplied by his cum-shot,
Hector redoubled his efforts in reaming my wife's ass.  She writhed beneath
him, her asshole responding with sensitivity never experienced.  She rubbed her
clit frantically in time to the icy hot ministrations of Hector's chubby cock.
Then she came.  A sound issued from her lips low in the range of hearing.  At
first I wasn't sure the sound was coming from my adulterous wife because it
didn't sound particularly human -- Slowly it raised in pitch untill it was a
gutteral wail issued from between tightly clenched teeth.

      Kerry was cumming fiercely and as she came, she drove her ass back
against Hector, Impaling her ass on his cock.  Her ass would meet his hips with
resounding slap and the shock waves from the forceful union would ripple
quickly up and down her generous buttocks. Again and again her ass slapped
against his hips, untill her wail gradually turned into sobbs of ecstasy and
she slunk foreward, naked breasts pressed against the cold, dewy boards of the
garage.  Hector's dick slipped from her asshole with a quiet 'plop'.

