Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! Please address any comments to: daviescarolehas34dd@yahoo.com 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 6: For the next week, she was fucked all day at work. As soon as she got home, she stripped naked and I played with her. Not once did she complain. I decided to push a little further, again. On the Television, a porno showed a woman in a wedding dress was being fucked by two men while her new husband was passed out in the chair next to the bed. I looked over at my naked wife and told her I wanted her to do that. "What? That?" she laughed. "Sure," I said. "That would be fun. You would have fun, wouldn't you?" "Well, yeah, I guess," she said, looking a little embarrassed. I took the idea and ran with it. I made arrangements with Chuck, Adam, and Brad for them to be in the right place at the right time. I was sure she would not recognize them from the movie theater and it was about time that I filled my promise to let them do more to her. What I told her was that I wanted her to play the bride part of the movie we were watching. A new bride gets fucked movie. It had been something I want to watch her do for some time and I told her so while we watched the movie. She was not keen on the idea, but she didn't strongly object, so I made a reservation for the bridal suite at the swankest hotel in town for the following Friday. We went to the third floor and waited. She looked amazing in her wedding dress. It was really low cut and showed off her big round tits magnificently. The dress barely contained her. I knew the three men were going to show up, but she had no clue I had coordinated it. I acted so drunk that I passed out in the chair by the elevator. Carole, who was standing next to me in her bridal gown waited. Right on time, Chuck, Brad, and Adam walked around the corner. Carole went into her act. "Please, can you help me?" she asked them. "Sure, little lady," Chuck said. "What's the problem?" "My husband is so drunk he can't walk and I need to get him up to our room. Will you help?" She pleaded. "Sure," Brad agreed readily. The three of them picked me up and walked me to the elevator. Carole pushed the button and we all waited. The door finally opened and there stood a man. "Oh, shit," he said, looking at my condition. "Need any help?" He looked at my wife and smiled. His eyes wondered down to her tits. "No," Adam told him. "I think we got it, but thanks." The man didn't get out of the elevator, though. Instead, he stayed in the elevator with us until we got out on the top floor. He followed us until we got to the bridal suite. Then when he saw Carole struggling with the key, he took it from her and helped open the door. I was not expecting this. I knew Carole was worried when she first saw three men and now here was a forth. I decided to just let it play out. When I got a chance, I whispered that to Chuck. The men carried me over to the chair next to the bed. Carole moved up to help sit me down into it. When she did, I `accidentally' pulled the front of her dress down a little. She turned to the men, who were all standing there looking. She huffed and said, "So now what am I going to do?" They all stared at her chest. The dress was pulled down far enough to show some nipple. "My wedding night and HE is drunk off his ass," she complained. She looked like she was going to cry. Brad moved up to her and pulled her into his shoulder. He patted her on the back and said, "It will be okay." Of course the attempt to reassure her was completely bogus, because when she put her arms around him, his hands went to her ass. She started a low sobbing cry. Chuck pulled her from Brad and hugged her as well. Then he let go and pushed her back slightly. He looked down into her cleavage. "I sure hate to see you go without," he told her. Carole smiled up at him. Chuck reached around and slowly unzipped the back of her dress. When the zipper was down to her waist, he pulled if forward, letting it fall down her arms. All four men, and me, watched as her tits came into view. She was so beautiful. So young and so innocent looking, but so very sexy. "Oh, my," Chuck said. "Your husband is missing something very special." Carole let the dress fall the rest of the way down. She stepped out of it. The four men moved up and surrounded her. She stood there, naked except for a g-string, stockings, and high-heels. Chuck, who was still directly in front of her, pulled her close to him. She brought her leg up to his side and he pushed his hands down her body and slowly fondled her ass. He kissed her on the lips. While they were kissing, Adam moved around behind her and looped is thumbs into the waistline of her g-string. He pulled them down to the floor. She stepped out of them and he started kissing her naked ass. Adam pulled her cheeks apart and drove his tongue into her pussy. She shuddered. A minute later, Adam had two fingers deep in her pussy and he was thumbing her clit. The stranger dropped his pants and just stood there. He didn't wait long. He took my wife by the hand and pulled her gently away from Chuck's kisses and Adam's licks. He pushed her down onto her knees and presented her with his cock. Carole grabbed the base and started to suck. The three other men followed suit. Soon, she had four cocks pointing at her head from different directions. Lovingly, she sucked each one in turn. After a while, Chuck pulled her up to her feet and over to the bed. Chuck sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her down onto his lap. She rode him wildly. He grabbed her ass cheeks and moved her up and down on his cock. She reached down, started playing with her clit, and soon was screaming in orgasm. A second later, Chuck shot his load up into her. The stranger pulled her off Chuck and pushed her down onto the bed. He climbed up on top of my wife and started fucking her. He brought her legs up onto his shoulders and pushed deep into her. It wasn't long before he pulled out. He moved quickly, moving around to her side and pumping his cock next to her face. She opened her mouth and waited. The man burst, shooting cum all over her face. She sucked the remainder out when he stopped pumping. Adam replaced the stranger almost immediately after he pulled out of her. He thrust hard into her, sucking her wonderful nipples at the same time. Adam didn't last long either, he pulled out and shot his load right up onto her stomach. Brad fucked her next. He too unloaded onto her stomach. Carole got up and stepped back into her dress. She started pulling it up and was going to put it back on, but Chuck stopped her. Carole had the dress up around her waist, her chest still uncovered, when Chuck pushed her over to where I was sitting and bent her over. She braced herself on the arm of the chair I was in. Chuck pulled the ruffles of the dress up over her waist and drove his cock back into her from behind. "Oh, God, "Carole started to moan in my face. Her tits swung back and forth dragging her nipples across my arm with each swing. I watched her face through my squinting eyes. The whole thing was starting to really turn her on. She thought that she was getting plowed by four random men. I knew better, but I wasn't going to tell her. I wanted her to be slutty and feel slutty. Carole's moaning got louder, which in turn, turned on the guys. "Fuck, your pussy is great," Chuck groaned. "You are an amazing fuck." "Bring her over here," the stranger said, "so we can all have some." Chuck pulled her back and turned her around. He bent her over again. The stranger moved up and pushed his cock into her mouth. For the next hour or so, the men took turns in her mouth and pussy...moving from one position to another...from one man to another. Each of them came at least twice more. Most of the time, they came on her. Her face, stomach, and back were coated. For some time, the men spent the time fondling her, but nothing more. Then they started up again. This time her ass was on the agenda. Still with her dress bunched up around her waist, Chuck had her on top of him. He was pumping in and out of her pussy, when Adam saw her ass `wink' at him. He got them to stop and hold still for a second and then shoved his cock right up her ass. The stranger moved up to her head and pushed his cock down her throat. Carole told me later that she was in heaven. Three men using her at the same time. All of them in a hole. All of them groaning and enjoying her body. `The only way it could get better,' she thought `is if I could get another dick inside me at the same time.' She concentrated and worked hard. Her efforts were awarded with three loads of cum, all at the same time. The three men all left her. She just stayed there panting and sweating on the bed, looking up at them. Brad, who was not one of the three, climbed up her body and straddled her chest. He pushed his cock between her huge soft tits and started tit-fucking her. She started to tickle his balls. He came almost immediately coating her chest and neck. An hour later, and completely naked again. They had just all taken turns fucking her ass. She just laid there on the bed with all the men standing over her, panting and limp. Not able to continue any longer, they got dressed, thanked her, and kissed her goodbye. Staying naked, she followed them out to the door and they left. When she came back into the bedroom, I was up and naked. I threw her onto the bed and ravaged her. After an amazing round of sex, while we were both trying to recover, I put my head on her should and played with her tits. "You are an amazingly slutty woman," I told her. "I can't believe how you can fuck four men for hours and then make love to me so passionately. You are an outstanding lover and a wonderful piece of ass. Thank you." She smiled at me and stroked my hair. "I need to share you more. With more men and more often." I squeezed her tit with my hand. "Well, you know I would be happy with just you," she said, smiling. "I know, baby, but sharing you is so much fun and you love it so much, there is no reason not to. Don't you see? You are made for this. This is your calling, your talent, your skill, your gift to man...or men," I smiled. "You see the look on the faces of the men that see you. They are amazed at your beauty. They...WE...all think you are so beautiful and sexy, and every man that fucks you, or even sees you naked, has their life improved greatly. You do that to them...for them. Your body and your sex gives them something that is wonderful...something that they would never get anywhere else. They get to indulge in their fantasies with you. They can do things with you that they can't do with other women...with their wives. You were put here for this...to make men happy." I kissed her. "I am going to be the only man that will `make love' to you," she looked a little shocked. "But I am going to get all my friends to fuck you...to have wild sex with you...I am going to make you a sex slave. A sex object for all to see and experience. I am going to get you fucked as much as possible. Is that okay with you?" I pinched her nipple, rolling it around between my fingers. When I let go, my hand went down to her pussy. Softly, I started to rub her clit. "Oh, yes," she moaned. "It's okay that I show your body off in public and that I give you to my friends?" "Yes," she said. "Make you my slave...a slut...letting men do whatever they want to you?" "Oh, God...yes..." she was starting to quiver from the fingering I was giving her. I kissed her and pulled her on top of me. She sat up and started riding my dick once again. We fucked all night long. The next morning, I woke with my cock all the way down her throat. I didn't move, instead I just watched her suck me. After drinking my cum, she moved up and put her head on my chest. "Tell me," I said. "Where did you learn to do that?" "What?" "Deep-throat like that," I said. She started her story back when she was a junior in high school: A friend had given her a couple porn videos. One of them featured a woman giving the men deep-throat blowjobs. She was amazed at the woman's skills and really liked the men's reaction to those skills. She watched the video over and over again. That night she met one of the guys she was having sex with. "I really didn't have a boyfriend," she told me. "I just had guys that fucked me." She continued the story: This guy drove her to a lonely spot and started kissing and fondling. She unzipped his pants and took out his hard cock. "An average sized one," she told me. She leaned down, took it in her mouth, and tried to get the entire thing in her mouth. When she got all six inches in her mouth, she started to choke, but just a little. It was just long enough to start to hit her gag reflex. She didn't give up though, sucking him until he came in her mouth. He really enjoyed her mouth, but she was not satisfied with what had happened. His dick was just not long enough. She wanted to deep-throat much longer cocks. For the next couple weeks, she sucked off her normal sex partners, never really finding what she was looking for. Then, at a restaurant, she overheard a woman talk about her finance. "He is huge," the woman whispered to her friend, who giggled. "Lucky," her friend whispered back. Carole followed the woman when she left the restaurant. The woman met her finance at a bar. Carole followed her in. She waited until the woman went to the bathroom, then she walked up to the man. She leaned over him, as if she was reaching for something on the bar, rubbing her tits across his shoulder. The man didn't move, instead he looked at her. His gaze stayed on her tits for several seconds before he looked up into her face. "Thank you," he said with a smile. "If you like to see more of them, follow me," Carole said. She turned and walked back towards the bathrooms. He got up. Carole passed the other woman on the way to the bathroom. She looked back at the man following her. He kissed his finance on the cheek and said something to her. She nodded and walked back to the bar. Carole waited for the man by the bathroom doors. When he got there, she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the men's room. She pulled him into the stall in the back. She kissed him quickly and pulled off her shirt. The man's eyes lit up as he saw her big tits bounce into view. He grabbed both of them and squeezed. Carole reached down and unzipped the man's pants. She pushed her thumbs inside his pants and underwear and pulled them down. She gasped when the man's long cock came into view. "Wow," she said. She smiled up at him and then bent down and sucked it into her mouth. He took a big breath in as she sucked him. Carole rammed the man's cock into her mouth, but when she had about six inches of it in her mouth she started gagging. She pulled it out a little and tried again. She jammed it in fast and hard trying to get the entire thing in, but she couldn't. The fast action drove the man to orgasm quickly. He grabbed her head and unloaded into her mouth. Carole sucked and swallowed until he was finished, then she stood back up. He continued to fondle her tits. She looked up at him with a disappointed looks. "What's the matter?" he asked. "It was too quick," she complained. "Well," he said, looking a little insulted. "You need to slow down. Take your time." "Can you teach me?" she asked. "Please..." "Ah," he paused. "I don't think..." "Please," she begged. "You can do whatever you want to me, as long as you teach me to deep-throat. Please..." "Ah," he mumbled, amazed at the offer. "I won't tell anyone," she begged. "Please..." "I guess," he said. He gave her his phone number and left. The next day, Carole called him. They met at least twice a day for the next couple of weeks. He got her to slow down and making her work on her breathing, she could never get his dick all the way in. Two weeks later, when she called, the man told her that he could only see her once more. He was getting married that weekend. She went over to see him immediately. When she got there, he told her to strip completely and get on the bed. Naked, she got on her back. The man pulled her to the edge of the bed until her head hung off. "Put your hands under your ass," he told her. She complied. He moved up and pushed his long cock into her mouth. Reaching down, he took hold of her head and started fucking her mouth. With each thrust, he pushed deeper into her mouth. He started hitting her gag reflex within a couple seconds. The next thrust made her choke. Her hands flew out and started towards his hips. "Put them back," he demanded, pulling his cock out of her mouth. She paused for a second before complying, but she put them back under her ass. He started fucking her face again. This time, when he got close to her gag reflex, he pushed as hard as he could. Thrusting into her neck, the man buried his cock. Carole went crazy, squirming and thrashing around. The man held her down, leaving his cock down her throat for several seconds before he pulled most of the way back out. "Breath," he told her. She gasped for air, slowly relaxing again. "Take a big breath," he told her. She did. He thrust hard again, burying his cock back down her throat. Again, she thrashed around, but did not panic as much. He held it deep for a while and then pulled it back out. He continued to repeat this thrust, pause, thrust, routine several more times until she stopped panicking. Again, he pushed his long cock down her throat and held it deep. This time, he put his hand on her throat. "I can feel my cock," he said. He started to fuck her throat, leaving his hand on her. "Oh, God, that's good." He thrust harder and faster until he started to cum. His cock swelled in her throat and he started to spurt directly into her stomach. Carole was starting to get desperate for air by the time the man pulled back out. She gasped for air. "God, that was great," he told her. She looked up at him and smiled. "Thank you," she said. "Now, you can do it, you just need more practice," the man said, sitting down on the bed next to her and looking across the room. Carole followed his gaze and was startled to see three men standing by the door. The men started to undress. Carole didn't move, she just watched them. One of the men walked around the bed and moved up to her face. He pushed the tip of his cock in her mouth. He paused for a second letting her lick the tip. Then he shoved hard into her throat. She could see anything but a large set of balls, but she felt another man climb on the bed with her and spread her legs. A second later, the man was licking her pussy. While she focused on sucking the cock in her mouth, the man between her legs sat back up and shoved his cock into her pussy. For the next hour, the three men rotated around her, each fucking her pussy and her throat. Eventually, Carole was on her hands and knees on the bed and all three men in line for her mouth. One by one, in quick succession, they came down her throat. The three of them, dressed and left. Carole stayed on the bed, happy. The first man was still sitting on the bed. He smiled at her. "Remember, you told me I could do whatever I wanted to you?" he asked. "Yeah," she said. "What do you want?" "Turn over," he said. Carole rolled over onto her stomach. The man moved up between her legs and pulled her ass up to him. He slowly pushed his long cock into her warm wet pussy. "Oh, God, you're big," she moaned. He continued pushing until he bottomed out. Then he started fucking her hard. He reached down and grabbed her tits, squeezing them. She moaned continuously, enjoying the huge cock. Then he stopped suddenly. He pulled out of her and pushed her down, flat onto her stomach. "I'm gonna fuck your ass," he told her. He pushed his cock into her. "Ahhhhh," she moaned as she was slowly penetrated. He didn't stop pushing until he had his long hard cock all the way up her ass. She squirmed and moaned as he started to fuck her. Moments later, his cock swelled and spurt deep into her. He got off the bed. "Time for you to go," he told her. "It's been fun knowing you." She dressed and left, never seeing the man again. "After that," Carole told me, "I never had a problem deep-throating. Well, until I met you...you are really big." She smiled. By the time she finished the story, my cock was rock hard. It had grown, as she told the story, pushing its way out of my underwear. The large bulbous tip was now up passed my belly button. Carole's hand was wrapped around the upper half of my cock, her thumb rubbing back and forth across the tip. I pushed her head down to it. She knew what I wanted. She flicked her tongue across my dick hole before she sucked it into her mouth. A couple seconds later, she had my almost nine inches down her throat. My wife is amazingly talented. She sucked my cock for quite a while; bringing me close to orgasm and then backing off, making it last for almost half an hour, until I came hard. She swallowed it all. The perfect ending to a perfect night in the bridal suite. That night, on the way home from the hotel, we stopped at a bar for a drink. I stopped at that particular bar because every Saturday night they held a wet t-shirt contest. We got there too late for Carole to participate, but we watched the final judging. "You got better tits than that," I told her. Apparently, I said it loud enough for the guy next to me to hear it. He looked over at her and smiled. "Well, doesn't she?" I asked. "Hard to tell from here," he said, "but they sure have potential." "Well, show him," I told Carole. Carole lifted her shirt up, flashing the man. "Damn!" he exclaimed. "Yes she does. Those are outstanding." "I am so proud of you," I whispered in her ear. "You are so beautiful. Come on; let's go home so I can make love to you." She smiled and quickly stood. She led me out of the bar and into the car. Before we got out of the parking lot, she had her shirt off and was sucking my cock. I had to pull her mouth off my dick when I parked in the circular drive in front of the house. I zipped my pants back up and got out of the car. I ran around and opened her door. I pulled my topless wife out of the car and up to the front door. After fumbling with the key, I finally got the door open and inside. She walked maybe two or three steps before she turned around and dropped to her knees. She pulled my cock out of my pants and I rammed my cock down her throat. Cumming a minute later, I watched her swallow everything. She got up and led me to the bedroom. After cumming four times on my dick, she finally fell to the bed next to me. (Continued)Chapter 06