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For the next hour or so there were no more pictures, as we all fucked my wife in every possible orifice and every possible
position. None of us was able to get enough, including Karen. Even after we were finally spent, and Alistair, Hank, and I
started to get dressed, we asked Karen to stay nude for us, just so we could keep looking at her perfect body a little while
longer.

Eventually, Karen and I had to leave. As we headed for the door, Karen, with a twinkle in her eye, asked, “When will those
pictures be ready, Alistair? I’d like to come back with my husband to pick them up, and I hope you and Hank will both be here
to review them with us. It will surely be a ton of fun!”

I didn’t think there was much doubt of that.


F.P., Albany, New York
     

She Wanted to Make It With Other Men, but She Needed a Little Push

Two months ago I sent my wife over to my friend’s auto shop, dressed in some of her hottest clothes. She’d been talking about
fucking other guys for the longest time, so I went ahead and set it up for her, and now she does a lot more than talk about
it.

Jeannine was a virgin when we met, and after a few years of monogamy she started wondering what sex with other men was like.
I told her that if she wanted to find out, I wouldn’t stand in her way. But since we were living in a small town, there wasn’t
much we could do about it without everyone finding out.

Last fall, however, I was promoted to a good job here in Chicago. As soon as we moved here, Jeannine started talking about
trying some of the forbidden fruit she saw all around her. At 23, she was hot and ready to play. And for sure my wife has
a body built for sex. She’s been blessed with a full set of round, bouncy boobs, topped with big dark nipples that love to
be sucked on. She’s also got great legs, a cute butt, and a nice tight pussy. I like the idea of being married to such a sexy
woman, but as I say, I was more than willing to share her, if that was what she wanted.

However, as the months went by and nothing happened, I was starting to think Jeannine was just a big tease. No matter how
hot she got talking about fucking other men, no guy ever seemed to be the right guy, or the time wasn’t good, or something.
I waited and waited, but nothing came to pass. Until I got the idea of setting her up a surprise party.

I enjoy working on my classic ’67 Firebird, and since our move to Chicago I’d had all my machining done at a certain auto
shop owned by a guy named Eddie. One day Jeannine and I went to Eddie’s place to drop off a few parts. I was busy talking
to him when I noticed Jeannine flirting with several of his mechanics, all of them big, solidly built guys. Eddie said something
about how attractive my wife was, and without thinking I replied, half jokingly, “Yeah, she’s sexy all right, and she could
really use a good tune-up and lube job. Do you guys do that kind of work?”

Eddie stared at me for a moment, then asked if I was serious. I shrugged, and then explained the situation to him. After some
thought, Eddie said that he and his guys usually stuck around to catch up on paperwork on Friday nights after the garage closed,
and that if Jeannine wanted to come around they would be only to happy to help her out. I said that sounded like a good idea,
but I thought she would need a little push to get there. So we made some plans.

On Friday afternoon I called Jeannine from work and told her to put on her sexiest clothes, because I had a special treat
for her that night. I let her believe that we were going out to dinner, and then going dancing at this new club downtown.
I asked her to wear her G-string panties and a short skirt I liked, which showed off her butt when we danced.

When I got home that evening I got very excited as I saw her walking around in that skirt that barely covered the curves of
her bottom. She also had on a tight sleeveless sweater that really showed off her big bouncy tits. She was just finishing
her makeup when the phone rang right on cue at seven o’clock. I knew it was Eddie, so I asked Jeannine to take the call, as
I was just getting ready to take a shower. Eddie, as we had planned, told her that the part I had been waiting for was ready,
but that I’d better get it right away or I’d have to wait until Monday. I was in the shower—as planned—when Jeannine reported
this to me, so I asked her if she would mind running over there to get it. Jeannine said sure. I told her to take her time,
but she said she’d be right back. However, I was hoping she wouldn’t get home for a couple of hours.

Well, I got my wish, and more. When she didn’t come right home, I knew they had gotten her to stay for some conversation,
if nothing else. When she wasn’t home after an hour I figured she was having a good time. Then, as more hours passed, it became
pretty obvious that the tune-up and lube job I had set her up for was really taking place. My cock was hard, and I almost
jerked off, but I didn’t. I tried to watch TV, but all I could think about was what my wife was doing.

It was almost midnight when I heard her car drive up. I didn’t know what to expect when I went to meet my wife at the door.

It was immediately obvious by the look on her face that Eddie and the gang had showed Jeannine a great time. She looked like
she was in heaven as she took me by the hand and led me to our bedroom.

We kissed like animals in heat as she told me how she loved being a naughty wife. She thanked me over and over for arranging
this night for her. I kissed her come-splattered neck and worked my way down to her beautiful sticky tits as she told me how
the garage had been closed when she got there, but she had seen the light in the back and gone to knock on the door. The guys
had been drinking beer and had a porn film going. She asked Eddie if they did that every Friday night, but he said no, this
was a special occasion. She told me how her pussy quivered with lust when he put his hand on her butt and kept it there. She
had smiled at him to let him know it was okay to touch her, and when George, one of the mechanics, offered her a beer, she
smiled at him, too, and accepted.

When she finished her beer and was offered another, she said she had to go, even though she didn’t want to, because she thought
I would be waiting at home for her. Eddie then explained to her that I had asked them to throw this party for her. After that
she knew everything was okay, and from that point on my very horny wife allowed herself to enjoy the attentions of the four
men, knowing that I had arranged the whole thing.

Jeannine kissed me as she told me this, saying that she couldn’t believe how much she had liked having all those hands on
her body, touching her, undressing her, squeezing her breasts, pulling on her hard nipples, playing with her butt and pussy.
She said she had felt like a total slut, and loved it, by the time Eddie pulled out an old mattress and laid it down on the
concrete floor.

Jeannine told me how exciting it had been to be naked in front of Eddie and his crew. She had even helped them undress. She
said she’d been in heaven, her tight pussy dripping with lust as she saw how big and hard their cocks were.

I went down on her and began eating her out as she told me how she got on her knees and sucked their stiff cocks, one after
the other. At one point she was sucking Eddie while holding two other cocks in her hands. Eddie blasted come into her mouth,
while George sprayed his jism on her face, and the other guy, Ronnie, shot all over her tits. By that time her pussy was quivering
with desire, wanting desperately to be filled.

At that point she fell over onto her back and let Ronnie and George hold her legs wide open, while Eddie got into place to
be the first to fuck her. She couldn’t believe how good his big cock felt as all of it slowly disappeared inside her. The
next thing she knew Eddie was going to town, making her sopping pussy slurp with joy.

Then she got another treat as the fourth man, Crawford, a huge black guy, brought his hot cock to her mouth. Eddie had a good-size
hunk of meat, she said, but Crawford was a few inches longer and twice as thick. She said it was like a big black baseball
bat throbbing in her mouth.

Jeannine told me how she came as Eddie filled her hot pussy with his spunk. Then he and Crawford traded places. She told me
how hot she was after Eddie had fucked her. When he put his spent cock up to her mouth, she eagerly licked it clean of their
juices, loving every minute.

She was just starting to get Eddie hard again when she felt Crawford get between her legs. Knowing how big he was, she spread
herself open as much as she could, and she almost came again when she felt his hands clutching her butt, lifting her to get
her cream-filled pussy lined up with his huge black tool. My wife loved feeling that big thing going deep inside her as Eddie
got hard again in her mouth. Crawford started fucking her hard with long, fast strokes.

Jeannine was still sucking Eddie’s cock, her moans muffled by its mass as Crawford plunged in and out of her. Eddie came in
her mouth, and she was still swallowing his come when Crawford said he wanted her to ride him. Jeannine loved the idea of
being on top, and with Eddie’s come dripping off her chin she climbed up onto Crawford’s chest, reaching behind her to take
his horselike dick into her hand. Once more she almost came as she guided that big slimy thing to her happy honeypot. She
felt a thrill of pride when she managed to take almost the whole thing with her first thrust, and soon she found herself totally
impaled on that massive ebony spear, crying out with joy as her wet pussy lips wrapped around the base of it.

I continued eating her out as my horny wife told me how she had started to pump up and down, caressing that hot black pole
with her squirming twat. The other guys gathered around and again she found her mouth filled with cock, and another hard cock
in each of her hands. She continued to ride Crawford’s dick for the longest time, having one orgasm after another, and all
the while the others kept her busy pleasuring them.

Eventually Crawford came in buckets, filling her with his hot cream. She loved feeling that big thing going soft inside her.
When she slid off Crawford’s body, Ronnie lay down on his back and pulled her on top of him. As she guided his nine inches
into her creamy pussy, George moved up behind her and stuck his only slightly smaller tool into her happy butt. Jeannine said
it felt so naughty to be taking one guy up her butt while another fucked her dripping cunt that it wasn’t long before she
was coming again.

Jeannine had such a good time at her surprise party that not only did she give in to her desires after that, but she became
totally wild. For the last two months she has been going to the garage every Friday night. Lately she has been coming home
on Saturday morning and telling me how the guys have taken her to a party, where more and more men have joined in. Last week
she told me she had taken on at least twenty men.

She loves it so much that I can only encourage her to keep on going. It makes me happy to know how much fun she is having,
being a slut with other men. And I always look forward to the fantastic sex we have when they finally bring her home.


D.F., Chicago, Illinois
     

This Big Black Man Spoke Her Language in More Ways Than One

I’m a 35-year-old Spanish teacher at a small school in the Southwest. I am five-feet-four inches tall, with black shoulder-length
hair and D-cup breasts capped with very large areolae. I speak Spanish fluently, and I am dark enough so that when I visit
Mexico as a tourist, I am often taken for a local.

I have been married to a wonderful man for a little over ten years, and while our sex life is good, it isn’t really what it
used to be. Which brings me to my story.

There are many Spanish and Mexican restaurants in our area, and I enjoy frequenting them whenever I can, not only because
I love the food, but also because I enjoy conversing with the wait staff in Spanish. Howard, my husband, doesn’t really like
the food that much, and until recently didn’t speak a word of Spanish, but he would often come along simply because I asked
him to.

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