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    Default My Wife As A Whore -- Parts 1-4

    MY WIFE AS A WHORE PART I

    Allow me to tell you a story about something that happened to me not
    long ago. I was on my lunch break from work and I told my boss I
    would be coming back late as I had some things to take care of. As I
    was driving, I remembered an adult bookstore I had been meaning to
    check out was near where I was going, so I swung by and went in.
    Adult sex shops and porn are a secret vice of mine; I was sure my
    wife would disapprove, and I have never really breached the issue
    with any of my friends -- I've always considered it sort of a personal
    thing. Anyway, I like to get my porn fix a couple of times a week and
    this place seemed like it would do the trick. Adult World had the full
    range from the mainstream monthlies to the more hard-core slicks and
    a sign by the stairs promised video booths and live dancers upstairs. I
    breezed passed the display cased full of rubber cocks and other
    devices and zeroed in on a hard-core mag that specialized on pussy
    lips -- great big swollen pussy lips that hung down, glistening with juice.
    Page after page of pictures of women standing with their legs spread
    or squatting and their glorious lips dangling down, waiting to be stuffed
    full of hard cock. Speaking of hard cocks, I was getting a pretty good
    stiffie. I switched to a mag that showed cock-in-pussy shots
    exclusively, then a monthly about chicks with shaved cunts. My cock
    was getting so hard, I had to beat off, so I went for the stairs to explore
    the rest of Adult World.

    The top of the stairs was dark, but my eyes soon adjusted to reveal a
    couple of corridors going off in different directions, lined with doors with
    'videos - .25 cents' and a light above each that shone either 'occupied'
    or 'vacant'. I could see a light at the end of one of the hall ways and I
    found the dancers there, on couches behind a glass wall, in the room I
    assumed was where they waited for their time to dance again. They
    were scantily clad in order to show off their assets; one girl, a blond
    wearing a red teddy, winked at me as I walked by. I smiled back,
    feeling a little embarrassed.

    Next to the girls were more doors marked 'nude dancers 50 cents' and
    under that the doors read either 'one-way glass' or 'two-way glass' --
    I'm not the show-off type, so I went into one of the one-way booths. I
    noticed several of the booths were occupied. As soon as I put my two
    quarters in the slot and the partition slid up I saw the dancer with her
    back turned to me at the other end of a raised corridor, on the other
    side of the row of windows. There was a slot in my window which I
    wisely assumed was for tips. I folded a fiver, slipped it through the slot
    and waited for the dancer to make her way back down to my end. I
    couldn't see her very well, but I was beginning to form the opinion that
    she was at the middle of her routine.

    She was only wearing thin panties that barely covered her full ass and
    although she had her back to me, I could see the round swell of her
    breasts on either side of her supple back as she undulated to the
    thumping music. I already had my fly open and dick in hand when she
    turned around. I couldn't believe my eyes. The dancer was my wife,
    Kerry. I was too stunned to do anything but stare as she went from
    window to window collecting tips and showing off her tits. As she took
    my five dollars, I had the strangest feeling as she swayed to the music.

    Those breasts I was so familiar with looked somehow different, more
    exciting. I remembered I still had my cock in my hand and began to
    stroke it again as if I were in a dream. It seemed so strange to me to
    see Kerry here, showing herself off like this; I remembered her clearly,
    complaining about the sag in her breasts from feeding our two kids,
    though it never bothered me (as I emphatically told her).

    Her breasts were full and inviting with downward pointing nipples
    circled by large, pink, goose pimple covered areolas. Now she was
    gyrating around in front of a bunch of degenerate men who were all
    probably masturbating, and she was loving it. She was peeling her
    panties now, slowly down her ass and legs, in a sexy crouch, first
    coyly hiding her vagina from view, then turning her ass to the windows
    and straightening her legs, showing off her pussy from behind, her
    puckered labia was nestled in the groove running down the middle of
    her mound, then she rose, flung her hair across her face and began
    strutting back and forth, giving the best cunt shots to the best tippers.

    She got on her hands and knees in front of my window and pressed
    her upturned ass against the glass. Her pussy was inches from my
    face as she slipped a finger along her crack, sensuously parting her
    labia, then slipping it into her wet cunt. I could tell from long
    experience she was very excited and my cock seemed to grow as hard
    as granite when I thought about what a slut she was being. Kerry then
    got up and did the same trick on another window, leaving mine cloudy
    with sweat from her ass. I watched her as she sensuously slid her
    finger in and out of her cunt for the stranger behind the glass; her
    eyes were closed tightly and her tongue was moving slowly back and
    forth across her upper lip. I was about to shoot cum allover the booth
    when the music ended and she slipped quickly out a door.

    I was dumb-founded. I was as horny as hell and I couldn't seem to put
    my thoughts together. I left the booth and then remembered I would
    have to pass the window as I left, so I stopped to consider. I decided
    to try to peek in from the side to see if she was in there.

    She was in the room, but not on one of the couches. she was wearing
    a silky robe that was falling open, exposing a round, pink nipple and
    she was talking through a hole in the glass to one of the customers.
    She then strutted sexily over to a door next to the window, let him in
    and led him by the hand through another door in the back of the couch-
    room. I was getting real curious about what was going on and all sorts
    of jealous and horny thoughts were going through my head when I
    noticed a sign on the glass that read, 'private one-on-one dances --
    $25'. It was driving me crazy so I decided to be a little risky and
    approach the window. I motioned for the cute blond to come over to
    the hole in the glass. She asked if I wanted a private dance and I
    nodded so she led me through the door into the couch room and
    through the door beyond into a short corridor lined with doors.

    Music thumped dully from behind one of the doors and I imagined
    Kerry showing herself off at close range to complete stranger. It made
    my cock stand up rigidly in my pants. I followed the blond into the
    room next to Kerry's and handed her the money which she took without
    saying a word. The dimly lit room was furnished with only a small
    couch with a sheet draped over it and a folding chair and a bar with
    hangars behind the door.

    The blond woman told me her name was Starr and that I should get
    undressed and prepare myself on the couch. I started to explain that I
    was only trying to find out why my wife was working as a stripper but
    she silenced my by laying a finger to my lips. She told me not to be
    embarrassed and that I would enjoy the dance more if I were naked. I
    wasted no time in tossing my clothes in the corner and positioning
    myself on the couch. She went on further to tell me that touching was
    not allowed, I was to leave my arms at my sides. She said she would
    dance for a few minutes and if I liked what I saw, I could tip her
    another $15 and she would strip off more, and though it was against
    state law to get completely nude in a 'couch dance', she was sure I
    would like what I saw.

    I was feeling conspicuous with my big red boner standing up over my
    stomach when it occurred to me that the stranger with my wife was in a
    similar state on the couch next door. That really sent my blood boiling.
    Starr swung a leg over and sat on my lap, facing me, the underside of
    my cock brushed ever-so-lightly against her lace-clad mound. She
    smelled like baby powder She was about to reach over and press the
    play button on her portable radio when I stopped her.

    I really hated breaking up such an erotic scene but I had to ask her
    about my wife. She seemed startled when I related my tale. It seems
    Kerry had been dancing for about two months and was known as 'Fire'
    to the clientele. Starr seemed really amused that I didn't know my
    wife was a dancer and suggested from my erection, which hadn't faded
    a bit, that I didn't mind so much either. I admitted the idea of her
    showing herself off to another man like that really turned me on. Starr
    smiled at that and motioned for me to come over to the corner. There
    was a crack in the wall where you could see into the other room.
    Starr pushed on the flimsy wall to widen the crack and the whole room
    beyond came into view.

    I watched, transfixed, as my wife stood over a man who was sitting
    back slowly jerking his foreskin over the fat head of his enormous
    erection, as she rotated her hips in front of his face to the music and
    as she rubbed her pussy through the fabric of her panties. The man's
    thick penis must have been at least ten inches long, thick veins
    crisscrossing beneath the smooth skin, tapering like a torpedo toward
    the end; clear fluid was flowing out of the swollen head. Starr turned
    out the lights and returned to watch through the crack with me. When
    there was a pause in the music, the man reached over to his pants,
    crumpled up on the floor, and pulled out a $50. He handed it to my
    wife who said something I couldn't hear and tried to hand it back to
    him. He refused to take the money back so Kerry shrugged and put
    the money with her discarded robe.

    When the music started again and Kerry resumed her grind, she
    seemed have even more gusto. I could tell she was really excited --
    her nipples jutted out from her breasts through the thin material of her
    bra. She was really putting on a show; she would strut around the little
    room juggling her tits and ass to the music, then she would jauntily
    approach the man and act as if to mount his enormous cock or she
    would bury her face in his crotch with her hair splayed out, concealing
    her face and his cock as she slowly and sensuously drew her hair over
    his veiny shaft. On one of these occasions, her hair fell aside and I
    saw her lightly brushing her thick lips on the man's swollen cock. His
    dick was a lot larger in length and thickness than mine and I wondered
    If my wife wanted it inside of her; if she wanted to mount him and drive
    the massive thing deep into her wet cunt. She had a sleepy, lustful
    look on her face that I recognized and her cheeks and chest were
    flushed.

    Kerry was touching herself whenever she could manage. whenever
    she would stand over him, she would slide her hand down the front of
    her panties and slide her fingers in and out of her hole sensuously, or
    if she was kneeling between his legs with her large, soft breasts
    hanging down, I could see that she was rubbing her pussy urgently.

    Now, it was my understanding that it was only legal as long as the
    dancer didn't completely expose her tits or pussy. Though I had seen
    her push her panties low on her hips, exposing the top of her wiry
    bush, so that the top of her crack was just below her waist-band, she
    stopped just short of pulling them all the way down , and though I
    watched as she coyly moved her bra to one side or another, exposing
    her goose-pimply areola, I hadn't seen her actually give the man an
    unobstructed view of her beautiful nipples. She was artfully
    maneuvering her panties and bra in any way she could without actually
    taking them off.

    She would brush her nipples lightly through the material across his
    trembling lips so they were hardly touching, or she would position her
    cunt over his fat, veiny cock, playing with her panties as though she
    were about to pull them aside in anticipation of sliding down on it and
    filling her aching vagina with his over-sized shaft, or she would pull her
    panties tight over her pussy until the outline of her labia was clearly
    visible through the material, then brush her vibrating erect clit
    against his lips while he closed his eyes and inhaled her musky cunt
    scent.

    At one point, she was teasing him by putting on a show of reaching
    into her bra and rubbing her rubbery nipples to erection as she
    crouched in front of his big stiff shaft. She got the idea to let her erect
    nipple, that must have been jutting out at least an inch, pop out of the
    top of her lacy bra. She rubbed her rigid nipple slowly and lightly, from
    the tip if his purple cock head, down the soft, sensitive skin on the
    underside of his cock, to the base of his trembling balls. All the while
    she was dragging her fingers through the slick and puffy folds of her
    labia. She was smiling slyly at him and seemed to enjoy being in
    control. She managed to get a big, clear drop of pre cum on her
    nipple and she rubbed it sensuously into her areola with trembling
    fingertips.

    The bodily contact and the excitement and danger of breaking the
    taboo must have made her go further, Kerry pulled her bra down,
    completely exposing her full breasts to the stranger. Her nipples were
    rigid with excitement. She then dangled her breasts to either side of
    his cock, hovered over him, and gently rubbed her chest against the
    underside of his cock, smearing her breast-bone with pre cum as her
    soft breasts rubbed sexily on his hips and abdomen. The stranger
    groaned and thrust his hips upward.

    Starr startled me by whispering sexily in my ear, "Do you like that?
    Watching that man tit-fuck your wife?"

    I was startled by her voice at first; I had forgotten about Starr. Her
    words made me suddenly acutely aware that the strange man in the
    next room was sliding his big dick between MY wife's breasts. I
    nodded, not able to tear my eyes from the lusty scene, then I felt
    Starr's cool fingers wrap around my penis and begin to slowly jerk me
    off. I kept watching; I liked what she was doing. Meanwhile, things
    had heated up even more in the other room. Kerry was using both
    hands to wrap her breasts, which were wet with lubrication, around the
    stranger's big erection. she was slowly sliding her tits up and down his
    shaft as he thrust his hips and arched his back. Her hands gripped
    her breasts tightly around his cock which was becoming redder and
    redder as his slippery foreskin was pushed over the swollen head of
    his erection with each upward thrust. I could tell he was getting ready
    to spurt cum all over her chest, and I think she sensed it too, because
    suddenly, she rose and straddled his knees. Kerry pulled her panties
    aside, exposing her beautiful cunt to the man for the first time. Her
    labia was shiny with excitement and it protruded prominently from her
    crack, red and puffy. She began to slide her wet cunt up and down
    the underside of his cock shaft. Her swollen labia parted over the
    throbbing vein on the underside of his cock and she began to rotate
    her hips foreword and backward, painting his cock with a slick coating
    of lubrication I could tell she was beginning to cum; She was
    motionless except for her hips, her eyes were scrunched shut and her
    teeth were clamped tightly over her soft lower lip. Her movements
    became jerky and she was sliding faster and faster.

    By now the tape had run out and the only sounds to be heard in the
    room were soft grunts and heavy breathing. Kerry broke the silence.

    "I want it in me." she said to the man in a husky, urgent voice. I was
    shocked. It suddenly sunk in that she was about to fuck another man
    in a sleazy strip joint and that she had taken money for it. She was
    performing an act of prostitution and from the looks of it she had never
    been so turned on. She rose up and lowered her chin to her chest to
    observe the penetration and he clumsily and hurriedly positioned his
    thick slimy cock at the entrance of her hot cunt. she gritted her teeth
    and pushed her pussy down over the smooth, rounded head of his
    cock. Her labia, shiny and slick, parted to accommodate the enormous
    head. She shuddered with orgasm as his erection slowly filled her.

    She was deliriously rotating her hips from side to side and groaning
    out loud until she finally bottomed out. Her cunt lips were stretched
    shiny and red around the base and my wife seemed oblivious to
    anything else as she slowly began to raise and lower herself on his
    shaft, shuddering with ecstasy as the veiny ridges of his cock rubbed
    deliciously on the velvety interior of her cunt. She turned her face to
    face his and for the first time she kissed him.

    It was a whorish, lusty, passionate kiss. She opened her mouth wide
    over his and coiled her tongue around the interior if his mouth. He
    stabbed his own thick tongue into her mouth and she responded by
    closing her lips around it and sucking on like it was a little penis, lewdly
    and greedily, all the while never allowing her labia to stop sliding up
    and down the stranger's thick cock. They were fucking fast now, his
    hips met her thrusts half way and their bodies slapped together loudly
    each time they met. Their bodies were becoming covered with sweat
    and their genital areas were slick with lubrication. Her ass slipped
    against his hips each time she slid her cunt down over his thick penis
    and ground her clit against his pubic bone in a frenzied circular
    motion.

    I heard him saying something over and over as he panted with
    exertion into her open mouth, and as their wild fucking grew more
    frenzied, he raised his voice until I could hear him grunt, "FUCK ME,
    WHORE." with each thrust. she went wild, slamming her cunt down on
    his cock in a frenzied gyrating squat, grunting ferally between her
    clenched teeth as his slimy penis whisked in and out of my wife's hole
    like a fat pink eel until his cock completely filled her cunt with frothy
    cum her as she bucked her way through what must have been an
    incredible multiple orgasm. when this happened, I felt Starr slide
    down to her knees and take my cock in her mouth. That was all I
    needed to join the two adulterers in the next room in a mind-numbing
    orgasm. Starr quietly swallowed all of the semen I shot down her
    throat.

    I watched Kerry, in the next room, quickly throw on a robe, grab her
    things and slip out of the room.

    _______________________________________________

    MY WIFE AS A WHORE PART II

    Needless to say, I was stunned. I couldn't believe I had watched my
    wife fuck a complete stranger and that I'd been so turned on by it. I
    sat down heavily on the couch to collect my thoughts. My new-found
    stripper friend, Starr sat beside me and put her arm around me. She
    told me she was sure it was the first time anything like that had
    happened with Kerry before; In fact, it was the first time Starr had
    seen or heard of any of the girls having sex with a customer. I gave
    her a wry grin and she laughed and said I didn't count. Starr let me
    use a phone to call my work to get the rest of the day off and showed
    me the fire exit so I could sneak out unseen.

    The fire exit led out to a terrace that went across the back of the
    second story and then down some stairs. While I was crossing the
    back of the building, I noticed all the windows I passed were covered
    on the inside with black paint, but one of them was opened about four
    inches and I could hear my wife's unmistakable voice as I passed. I
    couldn't resist eaves- dropping. I lowered myself so the opening was
    at eye level and peered in.

    I was looking down on a cramped office that was walled with dark,
    cheap paneling. There was a cluttered desk with several overflowing
    ashtrays and a large, battered naugahyde couch was slung against the
    long wall. The walls were hung with velvet paintings of inexpertly
    rendered nude women.

    There was a middle aged, red complexioned, balding man with
    glasses and a thin, waxed mustache trimmed closely over his slender
    upper lip behind a desk who was sucking on a cigarette and he was
    motioning for Kerry to sit on the couch. She sat and crossed her legs.
    The man was talking to my wife about the tips she'd earned and that it
    was a shame she had to give up half. Kerry laughed nervously and
    said she didn't mind. The man told her it was her loss, but if she
    changed her mind, the offer was still open.

    All she would have to do, he explained, was let his friend take a few
    Polaroids of her and she would get to keep all her tips for the day. As
    he was saying this, he spread a pile of money out on his desk. It
    appeared to be a sizeable sum. Kerry paused and the man saw his
    opportunity. He splashed some bourbon in a couple of tumblers and
    handed her one.

    She took a gulp and asked the balding man who the friend was. My
    wife's boss smiled suddenly and sat on the couch next to her, circling
    her shoulders with his arm. He explained to her that his friend was a
    harmless collector of nude photographs and that he preferred amateur
    shots to professional. He told her the man would just come in, ask her
    to pose, take the shots and leave. Her boss smiled warmly through
    nicotine stained teeth and told her to relax, that he would be there the
    whole time.

    Without pausing for an answer, My wife's boss walked to the door,
    opened it and summoned someone from the other side to come in.
    The man who came into the room was about the same age as Kerry's
    boss but blond, and less bald. He was built stockier and he was
    wearing a yellow polo shirt. Kerry's boss suggested the blond man
    have a seat on the couch so they could all have a drink before they
    started. He sat on the couch so my wife was in the middle and
    handed the other two tumblers full of what appeared to be pure
    bourbon.

    I was somewhat dismayed to see Kerry gulp hers quickly. I assumed
    she was trying to build courage for the task ahead. The two men
    chatted for a while as Kerry sat between them an smiled at their
    comments. the blond man asked my wife if she was nervous and she
    admitted she was, a little; but she appeared relaxed to me. Soon all
    three were talking and laughing about someone I didn't know but who,
    apparently, they did.

    Kerry was acting as though she were on our couch at home, talking
    as she would to me or a friend. I noticed she had allowed her robe to
    fall open and I could see she was wearing a g - string made out of
    some white shimmery material and a white lace bra that pushed her
    breasts up and together. She didn't seem to notice but the two men
    did. They were staring openly at her tits as they talked, but her only
    response was to lean back on the plastic couch and let the robe fall
    open further and away from her breasts. Her nipples were dark circles
    beneath the white lace and they strained against the material.

    Kerry's boss got up off the couch, went to his desk and removed a
    Polaroid camera from a drawer and handed it to the blond man. Her
    boss commanded her to take off her robe. she looked nervous and
    awkward as she stood and let the robe fall off her shoulders. The
    blond man, still seated on the couch, began to take pictures which he
    laid on the arm of the couch as the camera ejaculated them. The
    boss told my wife to do her strip routine, only shorter, and admonished
    her for being so shy.

    Kerry seemed to relax more as she began to strut back and forth in
    front of the couch, turning her body to show off to the camera. The
    blond man mumbled encouragements as picture after picture spilled
    out of the camera, and her boss leaned back in his desk chair and
    rubbed his penis through his slacks. Kerry unhooked her bra and let
    the straps fall off her shoulders. Pouting sexily, she cupped her hands
    over her big tits and slowly slid the cups of her bra outward until the
    edges of her areolas were just visible to the two men. She let a nipple
    pop into sight and coyly tested it's erectness with a finger. The areola
    was raised from her milky breast in a mass of excited bumps that
    surrounded her jutting brown nipple.

    My wife took the rest of her bra off and she was strutting sexily with
    her g- string pushed low on her hips and the top of her closely trimmed
    bush peeking over the front panel when her boss told her to try a few
    shots lying on the couch. Kerry layed on the far end of the couch and
    posed sexily. She pushed her tits together and arched her back. she
    writhed around and finally slid her panties up to her knees as she
    brought her thighs up to her chest, exposing her pussy completely.

    My wife probed her puffy cunt and rubbed her fingers through the
    glistening folds as the stranger peered closely through the camera lens.
    She seemed to be enjoying herself immensely as the blond man took
    close ups of her erect clit and puckered asshole. He was mumbling
    hoarse instructions so her and guiding her with his hands to help her
    position herself. I noticed he was letting his hands linger on her ass or
    thighs a little longer each time he touched her.

    He took some shots of her on her hands and knees with her
    generous ass tilted upward and her puffy labia protruding backward.
    Still seated at the end of the couch, he placed his hand at the small of
    her back to position her and cupped his hand around the warm
    smooth skin of her ass cheek with the other hand to show how he
    wanted her hips tilted. She didn't seem to mind the contact, she just
    smiled back at him sexily and wiggled her rump. I could see that he
    was becoming extremely erect; his pants were sticking out like a tent.
    I watched, as he removed his hand, he allowed it to brush gently and
    lingeringly against my wife's slick , protruding, cunt lips leaving a
    glistening streak of wetness on his hand. She just groaned
    sensuously and shivered.

    The blond man then turned her over on her back and, placing a hand
    at the inside of each knee, pushed her legs open wide. He kneeled
    over her and pushed her legs open as far as they would go, until her
    mons was higher than her knees and her clitoris and cunt lips
    protruded toward him, glistening with syrupy juice; she seemed very
    vulnerable. She played with her tits, pinching her brown nipples and
    pushing them together sexily, while the man snapped pictures of her.
    His erection was clearly visible in his pants and she was staring down
    between her tits at it as if considering.

    Meanwhile, Kerry's boss was intently watching the proceedings. He
    announced that he hoped nobody minded if he beat off, and without
    waiting for an answer, he unzipped his fly and began to stroke his
    boner. The blond man and my wife didn't seem to hear him. I couldn't
    help myself either and unbuttoned the top of my jeans in order to fit a
    hand in to stroke my trembling cock. The man said something to
    Kerry I couldn't hear. She began to slowly frig herself by drawing a
    finger through the moist folds of her cunt from the top to the bottom.
    She rolled her clit like a little red jelly- bean and moaned audibly.

    "Make yourself cum," said the blond man.

    Kerry redoubled her efforts. She slipped a finger into her soupy cunt
    and fucked herself quickly. She rubbed the skin over her clit with a
    single minded determination and quickly and deliberately made herself
    cum. She arched her back as she came and rubbed her clit violently,
    holding her breath behind clenched teeth until her release came, then
    she sagged back on the couch, breathing heavily.

    Meanwhile the blond man had taken his cock out and he was
    kneeling over her with it in his hand. As her breathing subsided, she
    regarded him silently. He reached out and stroked her thigh with his
    fingertips. He said something else I couldn't hear. She shook her
    head no. The man began to plead with her in hushed tones. Kerry
    shook her head again and heaved herself up off the couch and picked
    her robe up off the floor.

    "More pictures, then?" the man pleaded, and my wife paused again.

    The blond man fumbled in the back pocket of his slacks for a
    moment and produced a wad of bills out of his wallet. He handed it to
    my wife and she crammed it into the pocket of her robe and smiled
    warmly. Kerry leaned back against the desk, let the robe part to frame
    her nude body sexily. Her brown nipples poked out, stiff and erect,
    from her heavy breasts, and glistening wetness shone from behind the
    tangle of her closely trimmed bush.

    "What kind of pictures do you want to take?" She whispered.

    He said something else I couldn't hear and my wife smiled. she
    swayed up to the man and, pushing his pants the rest of the way down,
    slowly lowered herself until his stiff cock was pointing straight at her
    slightly open mouth. The man pointed the camera down and snapped
    a shot. Kerry slowly covered the end of his cock with her soft, wet
    mouth as he took pictures. Her boss was craning his neck to see and
    pounding his fist up and down his penis. The blond man seemed to
    suddenly notice My wife's boss. he said something to Kerry.

    She rose and walked over to her boss and bent at the hips and slid
    her mouth over his cock. The blond man took pictures. Still posing for
    the camera, she arched her back so puffy lips of her red, slick, cunt
    was visible from behind. The blond man reached over and slid his
    finger along her slit, parting her swollen labia, all the while holding the
    camera up to his eye and snapping pictures with the other hand. Kerry
    groaned and began sucking her bossís prick more earnestly. The
    blond man took this as a 'go' and pushed his cock up to the entrance
    of her cunt. She seemed to pause for a second, then pushed her ass
    back against the man's hips. Soon, my wife was developing a rhythm,
    slurping at her sleazy bossís cock and pushing his friends cock into
    her wet cunt. "I knew you'd come around," Chuckled Kerry's boss.
    "Girls like you always put up a front, like youíre too good for this part of
    the job, but sooner or later, here you are, sucking my stick like the
    rest. My wife grunted a response and worked her slippery lips around
    his glans, corkscrew-like. "I can tell you like this," Continued the man.
    "It turns you on to be a whore like this, to fuck and suck while some
    bastard takes pictures." The blond man had momentarily forgotten
    about snapping photos, however, and was slamming his cock into
    Kerry's slick cunt as quickly and as hard as he could. After just a few
    more thrusts, he grunted and spurted his hot semen into her cunt. He
    let his cock slide from her pussy and wiped the cum from it by
    dragging it across her ass. Zipping up and scooping up the photos
    from the couch, he mumbled something and quickly exited. Kerry,
    meanwhile, had stopped sucking her bosses cock and stood bent over
    his lap, with a look on her face as though she suddenly realized what
    she was doing. She stood up and began to reach for her robe when
    her boss grabbed her wrist. "Hey, honey, where do you think youíre
    going?" He said, smiling. "Youíve got a job to finish here." He
    pointed elaborately at his still erect cock. Kerry stared dumbly at his
    slobbery penis until the man lurched from his chair and pushed my
    wife's chest against his desk in a swift motion. Her breasts were
    mashed into the pile of papers and cigarette butts. "Guess you want
    me to drive for a while," Chucked her boss. "I've been meaning to get
    my cock in your cunt, anyways" Kerry's boss quickly slid his dick into
    her pussy and began to hump against her round ass. She seemed
    dazed, as though she couldn't believe what was happening. The
    man's as cheeks flexed as her drove his cock into Kerry and she
    submissively whimpered into the pile of papers. "I've got a few other
    friends I want you to meet, Kerry." Breathed man as he pumped. "You
    do a real good job of acting like you've never done this kind of thing
    before. That turns men on. You've gotta remember not to give it up
    too easily, but to be real sexy and slutty at the same time." Soon
    Kerry's boss was depositing his sticky load in her cunt as well and he
    pulled his slimy penis out and presented it to her as she turned
    around. "Time to clean me off, baby." He stated matter of factly. My
    wife didn't even pause. She dropped to her knees and began to use
    her big tongue to lick the semen from her bossís limp cock until it
    was clean. He pulled up his pants and waited for her to slip on her
    robe. "Well, we'll see you tomorrow, Kerry. I'm glad we had this
    opportunity to further our business relationship." He smiled warmly
    and led her out his office door.

    __________________________________________________ ______

    Part III



    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
    escaped 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 intangible
    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 crotch, 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 around 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
    rhythmically 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 when 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
    reacquainted 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 until 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 perk." 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 each other, 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 until 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
    beginning to moan as his cock whisked in and out of her slick cunt.

    Kerry's sweaty face pressed itself against the garage as
    grasshoppers, 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 deter 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 lovin' 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 until 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 rhythm, 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
    rhythmic thrusts. Kerry was panting now, in rhythm, 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 spasmodic 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 until it was a
    guttural 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, until her wail
    gradually turned into sobs of ecstasy and she slunk foreword, naked
    breasts pressed against the cold, dewy boards of the garage. Hector's
    dick slipped from her asshole with a quiet 'plop'.

    __________________________________________________ _

    PART IV





    If anything, Kerry acted more and more normal, even though I
    knew she was going down to Adult World every day while I was at
    work. Eventually, the nagging curiosity got to me and I was forced to
    make another visit.

    I made my way quickly through the lower, retail area of Adult World
    wearing an overcoat and dark sunglasses. The narrow stairs and
    hallway seemed more dank and musty smelling as I carefully made
    my way down to the one way booths. I dropped my quarters in the slot
    and peered through the warbled glass as the partition slid up.

    The dancer wasn't my wife. It was a younger woman with smaller
    tits. she was swaying gently to the thrumming music as though she
    were underwater. She didnít appear to be at all interested in arousing
    the grubby customers behind the squares of glass, but was rather
    dancing her own dance; a quiet, personal mosey around the interior of
    the pen.

    Her expression was placid and seemed out of place. The lighting
    seemed different too -- Softer, more ambient; It slid smoothly around
    her gentle curves showing off the subtle ripples of muscle beneath the
    skin of her flat stomach and hips. Her ass was a pair of muscular
    loaves that seemed to glow dully in the soft light -- Smooth, rounded,
    flawless and white. They flared outward, athletic bundles of muscular
    energy packed tight beneath her soft skin. I decided to ask her for a
    couch dance.

    I waited for her dance to finish and went around to meet her but as
    I turned the corner I saw my wife talking to one of the other girls in the
    corridor. I slunk back into the shadows and entered a video booth and
    waited for them to give me the opportunity to sneak past. They only
    conversed for a few moments before Kerry walked down the hall to a
    door marked "Employees Only" and quietly slipped inside. As she
    opened and closed the door, though, I instantly recognized the
    paneling of her bossís office.

    I wasted no time at all in going to the fire escape and finding the
    outside window to the office. Looking down once again, I beheld the
    grubby interior . Kerry was stepping out of her panties and un-hooking
    her bra. Her brown nipples were already poking out in anticipation of
    what ever was going to happen and her boss gave her a small pile of
    clothes which she quickly put on.

    She was now wearing a very short hot pink vinyl mini-skirt without
    panties and a lavender mesh crop top with enough skin showing
    through to leave absolutely nothing to the imagination. The man
    whistled appreciatively and had her walk up and down the room in a
    pair of high heels that turned her strut into an exaggeratedly sexy
    swagger.

    She looked the part of a very slutty whore. It made me want to fuck
    her like I never had before. I loosened my pants to give my stiff cock
    room to breathe. The vinyl mini looked like it was painted onto her
    voluptuous ass and it couldn't help but ride up to where the creases
    under the lobes of her ass cheeks were peeking out from under. She
    put on a sexy show for her boss; Turning sideways to show off her big
    tits. She slid the mesh shirt up over her nipples and cupped her tits
    and offered her stiff nipples to the skinny man across the room.

    Kerry's boss chuckled appreciatively. "The guy who I got coming
    over today is going to like that getup. I wanna warn you, though,
    Don't get freaked out or nothin' because he's bringing his dog with
    him. He likes to take pictures of slutty chicks curled up with his pooch.
    He won't expect you to fuck it or nothin'; just play with it and stuff. Be
    sexy and maybe look like you wanna' do the dog, but you don't have
    to. You'll have fun."

    Kerry didn't reply. I don't think she was expected to. She went and
    sat on the couch while her boss made her a stiff drink. He sat on the
    couch with her and brazenly cupped one of her big, soft, tits in his
    hand as if he owned it. "Maybe I could fuck you before the guy shows
    up..." He mused aloud. "That outfit is really turning me on".

    The look on my wife's face remained neutral as the skinny man
    fondled her breasts, rubbing her stiff nipples into excitement. She
    seemed to squirm a little on the couch. Just then a knock came on
    the door and Kerry's boss lowered the mesh shirt over her breasts and
    sat back on the couch. "Come in."

    A middle-aged man with a dark moustache and wavy hair entered
    the room followed by some sort of large short-haired hunting hound.
    The dog was obediently close to his heels. The two men smiled and
    greeted like old friends and Kerry's boss introduced the man to her.
    He looked her up and down and shook and shook her hand.

    "This is Bo." He said. "He's a weimeriner. You don't mind me
    taking some pictures of you and Bo?"

    "Of course not," Chirped in Kerry's boss. "Where do you want to
    start?"

    "How about the couch?" Said the man without missing a beat.
    "Kerry, why don't you go over and sit on the couch and call Bo over to
    you". He unslung a shoulder bag and drew a 35mm camera out of it
    and held it up to his eye.

    Kerry called the dog and as the man with the moustache instructed
    her she petted the dog and scratched him under his chin all the while
    showing off her body in various ways like resting her big tits on Bo's
    smooth back as though it were a shelf while she held up the mesh
    shirt. Bo seemed to be enthusiastic about the photo shoot and
    seemed to like Kerry.

    At mustached man's instruction she offered one of her stiff nipples
    to the dog who sniffed it and carefully licked it with his wide flat
    tongue. Kerry stiffened for a moment, but then seemed to relax. The
    man asked her to sit back on the couch and part her thighs. The vinyl
    mini rode up over her mound, exposing her bare pussy to the dog who
    sniffed it eagerly. Kerry pushed his probing wet nose away with her
    hand. Her pussy seemed excited and puffy, her pink lips unpetaling
    out from her slit. She seemed fascinated by the dog and watched him
    closely.

    The dog was big and muscular. The muscles under his short
    smooth hair rippled as he moved around Kerry, his tail waging
    excitedly. The man had Kerry get on her hands and knees and show
    her cunt to the camera from behind. The dog suddenly snuck in a few
    quick licks directly on her pussy mound and the pink lips sticking out.
    Kerry pushed the dog away but the man interjected. He told her to go
    ahead and let the dog lick her. He said it couldn't hurt her and she
    might not mind so much. She seemed reluctant, but she complied.

    Bo seemed to grow more excited when she let him push his nose
    against her cunt. He began to lap it quickly, his tongue darting. It
    looked like he was trying to work his tongue into every fold of her
    pussy. Kerry turned over to make it easier and settled back on the
    couch with her legs spread wide and her hands gently caressing her
    big tits.

    The dog was rutting his nose against her clit and slurping her cunt
    juices noisily. Bo's tongue darted insistently at her musky pussy which
    grew redder and more swollen as it became covered with the dog's
    saliva. Kerry's breathing seemed to have grown shallower.

    I suddenly realized the dog had a hard-on. Bobbing between his
    powerful legs was a torpedo shaped red erection that was at least nine
    inches long and three inches thick. My wife hadn't noticed it yet,
    apparently, because she smiled and scratched him on the top of his
    head, looking vaguely disappointed when he pushed foreword and
    nestled his head between her breasts.

    She remained innocently unaware as his fat sticky dog-cock
    dangled between her open thighs with a thick string of clear pre-cum
    drooling from it's tip. The two other men and I waited with baited
    breath as she unknowingly stroked the dog's face and the weimereiner
    positioned his bobbing cock at the entrance of her cunt.

    The look on her face was pure shock as he stabbed his cock into
    her cunt. For a few seconds she did nothing as the dog humped the
    big thing deeper and deeper into her wet pussy. Then when she
    scrambled, trying to pry the dog off of her, his cock was already too
    deeply buried and his big body was too well positioned on top of her
    for her to dislodge him.

    Bo was fucking her with short quick strokes, his back hunched and
    his face buried next to her neck. Kerry stopped struggling suddenly,
    but remained stiff. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be
    waiting for the dog to finish so she could get out from under it. When
    Kerry stopped struggling, however, Bo slowed down.

    His strokes grew longer and he began to pull more of his cock out
    as he stroked. He stopped at half way, though, not willing to let his
    prize escape. Kerry's pussy seemed to start responding on it's own
    accord. Bo's cock seemed to grow wetter and wetter as it disappeared
    and reemerged between her swollen pussy lips and without realizing
    it, Kerry was gradually tilting her hips more and more to allow his big
    cock easier access. She began to breathe harder and harder until
    she was moaning lightly with each breath. Her body began to loosen
    and the look on her face gradually changed from shock to pleasure.

    Bo seemed to be taking his time, his quivering flanks thrusting
    slowly in and out between her thighs. Kerry began, at first
    imperceptibly, to hump her cunt back on the dog's cock. Before long,
    however, she was developing a rhythm with the dog's red cock sliding in
    and out of her wet cunt and she was groaning excitedly with each
    thrust.

    Her eyes remained closed, but now she was actively fucking the
    dog, in obvious excitement. She pushed her slick pussy foreword,
    against the dog's fat torpedo shaped cock which whisked in and out
    quicker and quicker as he got closer to shooting his dog semen into
    her.

    The mustached man took picture after picture. Bo's muscled
    flanks plowed foreword rhythmically and she writhed beneath him.
    Kerry began to yelp and I knew she was cumming. They were breathy
    yelps, as though she couldn't help herself, as though the pleasure were
    too much to bear. She ground her sweaty cunt on the dog's stiff red
    cock as she orgasmed and the dog continued to slide his thick penis
    in and out of the smooth and slippery insides of her wet pussy.

    Then Bo came. I could tell he was cumming because he was
    yelping too. He fucked her like a rabbit with quick strokes that
    pounded into her willing vagina, then suddenly stopped. He was
    panting heavily with his tongue hanging out and Kerry lay, sprawled out
    beneath him, body still twitching from the recent climax. Bo's cock
    remained in her dripping pussy.

    That's when I remembered that a dog's cock-head swelled when
    he came. It swelled in order to prevent him from removing it before his
    semen had a chance to reach the bitch's uterus. They remained on
    the couch, stuck together as Kerry caught her breath and the dog
    began to look nervous and guilty. The dog had withdrawn his thick
    penis as far as he could and he stood over her.

    The only place they touched now, was where the head of his still
    fully rigid dog-cock disappeared inside my slutty wife's pussy opening.
    Every time he moved she shuddered with excitement. Kerry gazed
    across the gentle swell of her sexy belly to her closely trimmed pussy,
    seemingly transfixed with the sight of the big dog's pulsing cock
    anchored between the cum frothy lips of her cunt.

    The sensations in her cunt must have been heightened from her
    powerful orgasm. every time the dog moved, my wife found herself
    involuntarily thrusting her cummy cunt back on his cock. I'm sure it
    didn't help the dog lose his erection enough to withdrawal his cock with
    Kerry continuing to hump him like that. Bo found himself humping
    back, probably involuntarily as well.

    Within seconds a chain reaction occurred with both of them
    building up tempo, at first, but no longer reacting to automatic
    impulses. they were once again thrusting surely and swiftly against
    each other as Bo's shiny dick slid in and out of her cunt.

    My wife groaned out loud and lustily, reveling in the feeling of the
    dog- cock drilling in and out of her. She pulled her shapely legs to her
    chest to give the dog better access and, I think, to give the
    mustached man a new shot.

    Kerry's ass, cunt, an thighs were shiny with sweat and juices and
    her labia looked like bubble gum stretched tightly around the base of
    the dog's veiny, slick cock. She tilted her sexy hips up with every
    thrust as Bo fucked his pink cock down into her slippery meat. She
    came then, sooner than before, with a racking orgasm that sent her
    body into convulsive shudders that left her contorting in the cushions of
    the couch.

    The dog, sensing perhaps that his work was done, made an extra
    effort to pull his spent cock from my wife's cunt and pulled it out with a
    sucking plop. Kerry convulsed as he pulled it out then laid back for a
    moment in a post-orgasmic stupor.

    After a few moments, shame having melted into the background of
    a burning lust, Kerry crawled to where the dog lay on his side. The
    dog's cock bobbed in front of his belly; still fully erect and extended
    from it's sheath. With her soft tongue, she bathed his quivering cock
    and tried to rouse it into another round of fucking.

    Bo whimpered, but lay still. His cock remained fully rigid. Kerry
    sucked the hot shaft into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around
    the shaft and sucked on it, trying to draw a few more spurts of hot dog
    semen from it.

    Her wet lips rubbed on the shiny tight skin of Bo's shaft. Bo rolled
    onto his back in submission, whimpering and without hesitation, my
    dog-fucking wife straddled his narrow body so his rigid cock pulsed
    firmly against the drooping cummy lips of her well-fucked cunt. Her
    round, pendulous breasts swung to either side of his muzzle as she
    rubbed her slick vagina on his dog-cock, preparing to slide it into
    herself.

    Kerry reached between her legs and pushed the dogs penis up, so
    it was positioned at the entrance to her hungry pussy. The dog
    continued to whimper as my wife backed onto his thick shaft. Her
    pussy lips spread wide and shiny as the dog's cock slid without effort
    far into her.

    She didn't stop ramming her cunt down until his furry sheath was
    pushed tightly against her furry mound. Kerry moaned loudly,
    oblivious to the photographer and her boss as she slowly rode the
    dog's stiff cock up and down. She rocked and undulated her hips,
    fucking the captive dog. Bo was unable to do anything but lay still and
    be fucked, unable even to cum again.

    Kerry grunted and writhed her sweaty body, plunging up and down
    the dog's shaft with an ever increasing tempo. Her pussy was red and
    puffy and she ground her clit into the dog's pelvis bone again and
    again. Bo began to lap her heavy breasts with his tongue, covering her
    rigid nipples with dog spit.

    It was all my wife needed to go over the edge. She began to cum
    fiercely. frothing between her clenched teeth as she ground her hot
    cunt down on his shaft again and again until at last she ground to a
    halt, shuddering. She shakily unmounted the hound and threw herself
    on the couch where she fell into a deep sleep.

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