My Wife Karen Part 1

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My Wife Karen Part 1My x-wife was an extremely sexy woman. She loved all hetero-sexual activities and with several men at a time. We enjoyed about a ten year career of sharing her with other men. I was really into it as much as she, and it was a major turn on for me to see her act like a slut. It all started with our lawyer. My wife at the time was 29, blond, 5’5″ and about 110lbs. She had small but very pert breasts, a slim waist, a great ass and legs right up to it. She generally dressed preppy, but seldom wore a bra, and sometimes she was fairly provocative, especially on vacations or in the Summertime. She liked to wear French cut T-shirts, a little on the tight side to emphasize her nice breasts and nipples. She was a very sexual person and we enjoyed sex in many different places, risking being caught or seen by others. Karen, that’s her name (mine’s John), especially liked these encounters as she was a bit of an exhibitionist. For instance, she liked to take her clothes off when we were driving on an interstate and give the truckers a show. If she had enough to drink, she would masturbate while I kept pace with the cab of a truck. On several occasions she gave me noisy blow jobs in the back of taxi cabs. Needless to say, she was hot, but as she moved from her twenties into her thirties, she was getting hotter. We lived in the country, about an hour and a half from the city. We were in the city for a meeting with our lawyer, Bill, about some real estate transactions. At the time I was dealing in real estate and Karen had come along so we could go out to dinner and maybe party and get a hotel room. Though we had packed some things in a small bag in case we wound up spending the night, Karen was dressed for an evening on the town. She had on a black silk French cut T-shirt that fit like a glove. The back of the shirt was completely lace see-through and the front was solid silk material. It molded to her perky breasts and her nipples were very evident. Her skirt was a very short silk wrap-around and she was wearing black patterned hose, the kind that stay up by themselves and black high heel pumps. Over this all she wore a flowered silk shawl. She was a sensual creature and loved the way silk felt against her naked skin. On the drive to the city I couldn’t keep my hands off her. I ran my hand up her thigh to the soft skin above her stockings. I stroked her wonderful breasts, feeling the nipples become erect and stick out even more through her silky T-shirt. I rolled back the sun roof and we smoked a joint, this always ignited her libido. As the smoke began to take effect, she turned sideways on the seat with her back against the door facing me. She kicked her shoes off and put her feet against my thigh. I looked over at her. I could see her crotch barely covered by her little g-string panties. “Feeling a little horny are we?”, I asked. “You know what pot does to me. And all this silk!” She ran her hand up the inside of her thigh to her pussy as she rubbed my hard on with her stocking covered foot. Her eyes closed as she stroked her sex through her panties. We passed a truck on our right and the driver honked his horn, breaking her reverie. “You love it when those truckers see me playing with myself, don’t you?” “You don’t? Seems to me you get off as much as I do, you little exhibitionist. Why don’t you take those panties off and really show ’em something?’ With that she sat up, reached under her skirt and removed those next-to-nothing panties. She hung her panties over the rear view mirror, pulled her skirt up to her waist and resumed her position, her naked bottom on the leather seat, only now her legs were spread wider. Her left foot was on the back of my seat and her right foot was back in my lap. Her fingers began again to stroke her sex, parting the lips I could see she was getting wet. “Like this?”, she asked. We passed another truck. I slowed down as we passed to give the trucker some time to savor the sight. Karen worked on her clit, closing her eyes, her hips began to rise and fall with the rhythm of sex. I could see the trucker leaning out his window to get a better look. He looked at me and smiled, I sped up and moved on. Karen’s eyes opened. She looked at me, I could see she was sexed up. She slipped a finger into her pussy and stroked in and out a couple times, then took it out, sat up and brought it up to my mouth. I sucked it into my mouth tasting the sweetness I knew so well. “Damn woman, you’re too muckin’ futch!”, I said as she settled back against the door. She reached into the glove compartment and lit another joint. I reached over and felt the dampness between her thighs. I slipped two fingers easily into her and began to slowly finger-fuck her. She gently took hold of my wrist with her left hand guiding me as I stroked in and out of her wetness, her hips resumed the slow rise and fall. We continued like this for several minutes, driving slowly in the right lane while she finished the smoke. I pulled my hand away and licked my fingers clean. “God, you’re so sexy,” she said as her hand returned to stroking her thighs. She was clearly in a euphoric state, what with the pot and the sex play. I sped up and passed another truck, another beep. “You really get off on these little games. How would you like it if we pulled one of these truckers over and you watched me actually fuck him, or maybe give him a blow job and let him come in my mouth? You’d probably love it, wouldn’t you?”, she chided. I had thought about watching her have sex with other men and the idea really turned me on, but I had never mentioned it to Karen as I was sure she would never go for it. Now here she was, sprawled half naked on the front seat of our car, flashing truckers, high on pot and sex bringing up the subject for the first time in our seven year marriage. “Well, I have to admit the thought does excite me, but that would be too dangerous and I know you would never do anything like that.”, I said, leaving the ball rolling. “Right now I’d fuck anything with a dick I’m so hot!” She turned her head an looked forward to see we were approaching another truck. “Pass this one and I’ll get off for him.” “O.K.”:, I said, “But then you’ll have to clean up your act because the exit is coming up.” She turned in her seat to face forward, leaned the seat back and spread her legs, placing her feet on the dash. She began to masturbate in earnest now, thrusting her hips up and down, her left hand working at her pussy from on top and her right hand from the bottom. I pulled alongside the cab of the truck and kept pace as she brought her self to a shuddering climax. My cock was so hard in my pants that I though it would rip through the zipper. As she calmed down, I sped up. The trucker beeped three times and Karen waved at him through the sun roof. Grabbing a towel from the back, which we brought for such incidences, she cleaned herself up, straightened out her clothes and sat up ready to enter the city. Bill’s eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw Karen enter his office. He came from behind his desk and greeted me with a handshake and Karen with a hug. “God, you look absolutely delectable, Karen”, he said as he hugged her tightly. “Thank you, Bill. I hardly know what to say”, she said, pressing herself into him and running her hands under his suit jacket. I knew she was still feeling sexy. Bill was a good looking Harvard lawyer about 6’2″ tall. We had known him for about two years and Karen had commented on his attractiveness on several occasions, though we hadn’t socialized much with him, our relationship was, to that point strictly professional. He went back behind his desk and we took seats in front. The business part of the meeting went smoothly. Bill and I were forming a partnership with another fellow, Rick, to take over a sub-division near the city. I was there to check on the final details and sign the papers. I noticed that several times during our meeting Bill’s attention was diverted to Karen who, while not saying much, was crossing and uncrossing her legs. This action had caused her skirt to ride up on her thighs and her stocking tops were in view and a little of the smooth nakedness above. Then I realized that Karen’s panties were still hanging on the rear view mirror in our car. I knew she was flashing him views of her naked pussy, though she acted very nonchalant about the whole thing. The thought of my wife putting on a little show for my friend caused an immediate reaction in my pants, and I smiled to myself. When the business was over, I told Bill that we were planning to get some dinner and queenbet güvenilirmi maybe party afterwards and stay overnight in the city. Karen asked him if he’d like to join us, as she uncrossed those lovely legs. He said he would love to, but if we were staying over we could stay at his house. Bill was a bachelor but lived in a big, luxurious house. Bill gave us directions to the restaurant, The Garden, and said he had some things to finish up at the office but would meet us in the bar. Karen gave Bill another, this time longer, hug and we left. When we got back in the car, sure enough, those panties were hanging there. I reached up and handled them in my fingers. “You little tease”, I said. Karen leaned over against me. I could feel the softness of her breasts against my arm as she pressed herself into me, her hand felt my erection through my pants. Her breath was moist and hot in my ear. “I just wanted to make sure you got your way in your business deal. Did I distract him in the right places?” Her tongue snaked into my ear and her fingers gripped tighter on my cock. I turned and kissed my wife’s open mouth, our tongues waged war. My hand found her sopping pussy as she ground her body into mine. “We better go or I’m going to fuck you right here in the parking lot”, Karen moaned as we withdrew from the embrace. My wife was so hot we needed to find a place to cool her down. I was hoping the bar at The Garden would fit the bill. When we got to the restaurant I asked Karen if she didn’t want to put her panties back on. “Do you want me to?”, she asked. Her eyes revealed a mixture of teasing and sexual rapture. I didn’t know what she was up to, but I decided to play along. “Well, maybe it would be better to let that thing breath for a while. If it gets too hot, you might catch on fire.” She smiled and leaned over and licked my ear. Then she dried herself off with the towel before we went into The Garden. The restaurant was very up-scale. Dimly lit, plush carpeting, leather seating and waiters instead of waitresses. Karen turned all male heads as we entered the bar. We sat at the bar on plush leather seats with arms and backs. As Karen got on her seat, her skirt rode up revealing her stocking tops to all and her beautiful trimmed little pussy to me. We sat there and had a couple scotches. Karen was getting pretty loose what with the smoke and now the drinks. Karen’s skirt was up above her stocking tops and she kept teasing me by leaning back in her chair and raising her skirt to give me a peak at her pussy. “You like showing off your pussy, don’t you?”, I asked. “Bill seemed to like it. It really turned me on giving him flashes. Did it turn you on knowing your lawyer was looking at your wife’s pussy?” Just then Bill arrived and spotted us at the bar. He came over and put an arm around Karen. She did not bother to pull her skirt dawn. Bill was standing between our two bar stools and Karen had swung her stool sideways so that her knees brushed against the front of Bill’s trousers. She remained in that position maintaining this contact while we finished our drinks and talked. Then the waiter came in and told Bill his table was ready. As Karen slowly got down off the bar stool both Bill and I got a good view of her nakedness. Our table was a round booth in a dark corner of the restaurant. The leather seat was deep and plush. The waiter gave us our menus and asked for our drink order. The waiter, a tall, good looking Italian guy named Vincent was having a hard time keeping his eyes off Karen. She sort of wiggled in her seat laying her shawl on the back sticking her chest out, her nipples were hard and detailed through the thin silk of her shirt. When Vincent left to get our drinks, Bill put his arm on the seat back behind Karen (he was on her right) and said, “John, you have one sexy wife here. I can’t get over these legs! And those stockings! But I can’t figure out what holds them up.” “Well thanks, Bill, flattery will get you everywhere. They actually stay up by themselves. The tops have elastic in them, see”, Karen said as she placed her right leg over Bill’s left knee, pulling her skirt above the stocking top and snapping it with her thumbs. Bill’s put his hand on her thigh and hooked two fingers under the stocking top, running his fingers around the naked skin of her inner thigh. “Very nice”, he said, his eyes glued to her exposed legs. Karen smiled at me as Vincent arrived with the drinks. Bill retrieved his hand and Karen her leg, though she didn’t pull her skirt down. Vincent leaned across the table putting the drinks down and getting an eyeful of my wife’s beautiful legs. Bill ordered dinner for us as he was a regular and knew what was best. While we were waiting for our food, Karen said she had to go to the little girls room. Bill and I started to get up to let her out, but she said, “That’s all right, I can just squeeze out.” With that she partially stood and squeezed by Bill, her lovely butt towards his face. Bill put his hands on her hips as she slid by slowly, letting his hand linger on her ass as she got out. “You’re a lucky man, John”, Bill said after Karen had gone. “How can you keep your hands off her?” “She’s in rare form tonight, all right”, I said. ” We smoked a couple joints on the way to town and that always get her juices flowing. She loves playing these little exhibitionist games but tonight she’s pretty amazing.” “I hope you don’t mind my playing along but I can’t seem to help myself. If you want me to I’ll try to stop drooling”, he said. We both laughed. “No, that’s all right. To tell you the truth, I get off on it too. I certainly can’t blame you, she is absolutely the sexiest woman I’ve ever run into. Whatever is O.K. with her is O.K. with me.” “This is unbelievable!”, Bill said as Karen sauntered back from the ladies room. There was a table of four businessmen near ours and their attention was focused on Karen as she walked sexily by them. When she got back to our booth, she slid in passed Bill, only this time she faced him, straddling his lap and rubbing her breasts against his face as she squeezed by. “Now I’m all refreshed”, she said as she plopped down between us. She leaned over to me and gave me a kiss, her hand caressing my again hard cock through my trousers. Dinner arrived, Karen continued flirting with Vincent, her skirt was again above her stocking tops. As she put her napkin in her lap, Vincent looked a little disappointed, but professionally went about his waiter duties. The dinner was excellent, Karen’s flirtations with Bill and me continued, but nothing too intense. We were all hungry and the food was delicious. After we finished and the table was cleared and the coffee was served, Karen leaned back against me and again hung her right leg over Bill’s left knee, her skirt was now all the way up to the tops of her legs. “Whew!’, she said, “I’m stuffed.” Her hands rubbed her flat belly and lounged between us. Bill looked down at her legs. “I just can’t get over these beautiful gams”, he said as his right hand again ran up her thigh to the soft skin above her stocking tops, stroking her inner thigh. I put my right arm around Karen and rested my hand on top of Karen’s. “Mmm. That feels good”, she said, referring to Bill’s wandering hand. Karen rested her left arm on my thigh, gently rubbing my cock with her elbow. Her legs spread further apart as Bill’s hand crept up her thigh and under her skirt. Bill’s hand was now slowly moving up one thigh, under her skirt, across her mons, down the other thigh and back again. Her hips began to rise as his hand traversed under her skirt. I was nibbling on her ear and whispering to her about how turned on I was getting and how the men at the other table were all watching. It was dimly lit, but they could tell something was happening. Karen reached down and gently grasped Bill’s hand and brought it straight up between her legs to her pussy. She spread her legs a little more, rubbing Bill’s crotch with her right calf. I pulled the front of her skirt up to her waist leaving her completely exposed. Bill’s fingers were stroking in and out of her vagina and her hips were moving in earnest now. I couldn’t believe it! Here was my wife, half naked, getting finger fucked by my lawyer in a public restaurant with a table of four men looking on. They couldn’t see a lot of detail, but I’m sure it was obvious what was happening. I was telling her how they were all looking. She opened her eyes and looked over at them. “Oh God, they really are!”, she moaned softly. “Do you want this to stop?” I asked. “No, don’t stop”, queenbet yeni giriş she said, she brought my right hand down to her clit. Bill’s fingers were going in and out of her pussy and I started rubbing her clit with mine. “I’m going to get off!” With that she arched her hips up off the seat and began to shudder as her climax washed over her. The men at the other table stared in disbelief. “My God!” she said as she calmed down, slouching limply back against me. Bill withdrew his fingers from her sex and I helped her sit up. Her skirt was still up to her waist. She took a clean napkin from the table and wiped herself off, straightened her skirt, sat up and smiled at the four men across from us. Karen put a hand on each of our thighs and gave a little squeeze. “You guys are great! Thanks. I needed that.” We all had a little laugh. Bill said we should leave before the vice squad arrived. He said he had some coke at his house and we could go there and party if we wanted. Karen immediately agreed and we got up to leave. On the way out, Karen walked sexily over to the four men with the napkin she had used to clean herself up. They were embarrassed at first, but she put them at ease asking if they enjoyed to show. She then gave them the napkin as a momento, they all laughed and thanked her as they waved goodbye. Karen and I followed Bill in our car to his house. “I can’t believe what just happened”, I said. “I never realized what a little slut you could be. I’m surprised you didn’t ride with Bill so you could give him a private show for the ride.” “If I had I’d probably be sucking his big dick right now, and you wouldn’t want to miss that, would you?” “You’re hornier that I’ve ever seen you. I’m hard just thinking about it. If that’s what you have in mind, I wouldn’t miss it for the world. As long as you know that I love you and you love me and nobody gets hurt I guess it’s all right for you to do whatever turns us both on.” “I do love you, more than ever. That’s why I’m being such a tramp. I know it turns you on, and it turns me on too. I’m very happy being married to you. We’re both very sexual, and the freedom to explore our sexuality is one of the things I love best about our marriage. It’s one of the things we truly share, and I wouldn’t do anything to fuck that up.” Karen was being very philosophical for a little slut who had just been finger-fucked to a climax in a public place by two men with four strange men looking on. God I loved her! We arrived at Bill’s. It was, as I said, a big house in a luxury development in the woods. Bill led us into the foyer. There was a large livingroom on the left with a big, overstuffed, leather covered, play-pen sofa and large screen TV on the left. We went into the kitchen, which was straight ahead. I lit up another joint and we passed it around. Bill said he’d go get some coke if we wanted. We weren’t into coke in a major way, but at this point a multimedia high seemed in order. I fixed some drinks while Bill got the blow. He laid out some lines on a dish on the counter and we all stood around, did some coke and drank our drinks. Karen was beginning to get more fired up, if that was possible. She walked up to Bill and said, “Now, why don’t we get out of this coat and tie and get comfortable?” She pressed herself against his front as she slipped his jacked off. Then she went to work on his tie, maintaining pelvis contact and rotating her hips against his groin. She unbuttoned about four buttons of his shirt and hugged him, licking his chest. “Now isn’t that better?”, she said as she pulled away. Bill laid out some more lines and Karen bent over for another snort. I came up behind her and rubbed my hard cock against her butt. She wiggled against me. I put my hands on her hips and dry humped her as she ground back against me. She straightened up and pulled my hands up to her breasts. I could feel her nipples like hard little pebbles under my palms. I licked and sucked on her neck as Bill did another line and looked on in lust. Karen leaned over and did the last line, her ass was still connected to my pelvis, and slowly grinding. I reached for the tie of her wrap around skirt and it came loose around her hips. I moved back for a moment and it fell to the floor leaving her naked below the waist. Karen moaned as I pressed back against her and straightened up, her back against my front. She reached over to Bill and pulled him up against her front by his belt buckle. Her hands went around his waist as she moved her pelvis sensuously against ours. “God, I can feel two nice hard cock rubbing against me right now. This is heaven!”, she said as her hands gripped Bill’s buttocks and pulled him tighter against her. I was kissing her neck and kneading her ass cheeks with my hands. Bill’s hands began to feel Karen’s breasts, pinching the nipples between his thumb and forefinger, through the silky shirt. Bill leaned down and kissed Karen on the mouth. She let out another moan and stuck her tongue into his mouth. Karen lifted her right leg and hooked it behind Bill’s knee and began humping on his pant covered cock in earnest. Her breathing was getting heavier as she broke their kiss and leaned back against me. Bill’s hands were all over her tits and her movements were getting frantic. “Oh God, pinch my nipples!” She was leaning back and I was supporting her upper body as she ground her pelvis against Bill’s cock. “Oh God! Oh God! That’s it! that’s it! Pinch those nipples and ground that big cock against my pussy. Oh God! I’m coming!”, she shrieked as her whole body began to spasm with a huge orgasm. Karen went limp in our arms and we lifted her up and carried her into the livingroom depositing her on the sofa like a bag of beans. She lay there on her stomach as her breathing returned to normal. I asked her if she was all right and she said she was fine, she just needed to calm down for a minute. Bill and I smiled at each other and went back into the kitchen to have a couple more drinks and smoke another joint, I had had enough coke. “I can’t believe this is happening. Are you sure it’s all right? I’ve never done anything like this before.”, Bill said. “Like I said, whatever get her off gets me off. You’re a good friend and I can’t think of anyone I’d rather share her with. She is quite a slut tonight. I hope she’s not passed out, I’ve got such a hard on right now. I’m sure she’ll fuck us both and get us off.” “Man me too”, Bill grabbed his cock through his pants. “I don’t know when I’ve ever been this hard.” Just then Karen came in. She had taken her top off and was completely naked except for her stockings and heels. Her body was still flushed from her climax. Her pert breasts stood up proudly, the nipples hard and swollen from her arousal. She walked over to Bill, who was still holding his cock, mesmerized by her beauty. She replaced his hand with hers and began stroking his cock through his pants. “That is nice and hard. And big, too.” She lowered his zipper, reached into his trousers and withdrew his sizable, very erect penis. Bill put his arm around her back as she stroked his cock and nibbled on his nipples, pushing his shirt aside with her teeth. “Look at this thing, John. Isn’t it nice? I bet it’s just loaded with cum. Why don’t you boys get naked and come on into the play pen so I can suck on this big cock? John, you can fuck my pussy while Bill here fucks me in the mouth and gives me a big mouthful of cum. Would you like that, boys?” Karen bent down, opened her mouth and sucked Bill’s dick right into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down a few times, then stood up. “Mmm, tastes delicious. What are you waiting for?” Bill and I looked at each other as she sauntered back into the livingroom. What an unbelievable slut I thought as Bill and I quickly shed our clothes. When we entered the livingroom, Karen was leaning back on one elbow on the ottoman with two fingers from her right hand deep in her pussy. “That’s better”, she said, withdrawing her fingers from her pussy and putting them into her mouth. “Anybody want a taste?”, she asked as she reinserted her fingers into her sex. Bill knelt between her legs and began kissing the insides of her thighs. She withdrew her fingers again and put them into Bill’s mouth. “Want some more?”, she asked, sticking her fingers back in and hooking her right foot over Bill’s back. I went over to her and began licking and sucking her firm tits and rock hard nipples. She pulled her fingers out again and gave Bill another taste, his mouth was getting closer to her sex. “Oh yeah!”, she exclaimed as she laid queenbet giriş back on the ottoman and pulled Bill’s mouth against her pussy with her leg. Her hands came up to the back of my head to press my mouth tighter against her tits. She pulled my head up and kissed me with her open mouth, thrusting her tongue in as deep as she could. Her body was thrashing wildly as Bill sucked and licked at her pussy and clit. She was moaning deeply into my mouth. Karen had her left foot on the floor and her right leg locked around Bill’s back and her hips moved up to meet his sucking mouth. She broke our kiss and pushed my head back to her breasts, her right hand began clutching at my cock. It was all I could do to keep from coming. Bill’s hand came up beneath her, his thumb poised at the entrance to her sex. “Oh yeah! Oh yeah!”, she blurted as her hips lifted high off the ottoman. “Stick you finger in! Yeah, stick it in!” Bill shoved his thumb in as far as it could go. “Oh God! Yeah that’s it! Bite my nipples! Oh my God!!!!” Her grip tightened around my cock as she came to another gut wrenching climax. What an amazing, orgasmic slut my wife was being today. She had come four times already and had not even been fucked yet. As she relaxed and released her grip on my cock and Bill’s head, Bill pulled his thumb out of her pussy and Karen grabbed his wrist and sucked his thumb into her mouth like a little cock. She swirled her tongue around his thumb and then popped it out of her mouth. She sat up and grabbed Bill’s stiff cock and licked his mouth. “Why don’t you go get me another drink, and then I want some real cock in my mouth?” Karen was clearly re-energized and ready for some serious three-way sex. “Are you all right with this?”, she asked after Bill had left the room to get her drink. She tenderly kissed me on the lips and gently ran her hand around my stiff cock. “As long as you’re O.K., I’m havin’ a ball.” She smiled and said, jokingly, “I think I’m havin’ the ball.” Bill returned with Karen’s drink and handed it to her. His cock was now at about half mast. I couldn’t believe it but mine was still stiff as a board. Bill sat down on the sofa, his cock resting, semi-erect against his leg. Karen took a couple swallows of her drink, put it down on the coffee table and went over to Bill. She straddled his right leg and sat down, rubbing her pussy against his thigh. Her hand took his cock and started stroking and she bent forward sucking and biting his nipples as she moved her pussy back and forth along his thigh. Bill had his right hand on her ass and his left hand on her shoulder as she kissed and licked her way up and down his chest. “I want this nice and hard again”, she was saying as she continued nibbling away. “I want to suck this big, delicious cock.” Nibble nibble, lick lick. “I want you to fuck my mouth with this big cock.” The fingers of Bill’s left hand were now pulling and pinching her nipples. “I want you to cum in my mouth so John can see me swallow your big load from you big cock.” Bill’s right hand left her ass and came up between her legs on top of his thigh. Karen raised herself up slightly to give him easy access to her pussy. She licked her tongue into his open mouth. “Yeah. Stick your fingers in me. That’s it. Let John see you finger-fucking his wife.” Bill slid two fingers into her sex and she humped herself against his hand. His cock was definitely hard again. “You want me to suck your cock? You want to fuck your client’s slutty wife in the mouth while he watches? You want to cum in my mouth and watch me swallow all your spunk down?” Bill was breathing hard now. His hips were rising and falling with the rhythm of his finger-fucking. Karen reached down and pulled Bill’s hand away from between her legs and stuffed his fingers in her mouth. Then she got up and came over to me and gave me an open mouth kiss. I could taste her sex in her mouth, she stroked my hard cock. “I want you to fuck my pussy while Bill fucks my face.” With that she lay back down on the ottoman. Her ass was at one edge and her head hung over the other. She ran her hands over her body. “Come on, Bill, feed me my dessert.” Bill didn’t need to be asked twice. he knelt by her head with one knee on the floor and one foot on the floor, his cock dangled over Karen’s upside down face. She opened her mouth and he moved forward. Her lips closed around him as he pushed in further. Karen was making loud sucking sounds and moaning as he moved in and out of her mouth. She pulled his cock out and started licking his balls. “This is a great cock! Come on, John, fuck your little slut wife.” I moved between her legs and rubbed the head of my dick along her pussy lips. She was soaking wet and my cock slid in easily. She opened her mouth as I entered her and Bill thrust his cock deep into her throat. Karen was soon rocking back and forth between us. Bill was pulling at her nipples as he thrust in and out of her willing mouth. I could see her throat expand with each thrust in and contract with each pull out. Karen was moaning and whimpering as Bill and I increased the intensity of our assault on her lovely body. Never before had I seen my wife so completely consumed sexually. She was a true slut fuck-suck machine, and loving every minute of it. I could tell Bill was reaching the end as he leaned forward, his hands on either side of Karen and began rocking his hips in shorter and shorter strokes. Sweat was dripping from his forehead onto Karen’s tits. Her arms were stretched above her head, her hands pulling at Bill’s buttocks to get him deeper into her throat. His balls were hanging down against her face and his dick had disappeared completely into her mouth. I didn’t know how much longer I was going to hold out, watching all this sexy stuff. Bill’s motion ceased. He was buried deep in Karen’s throat and I could see her throat muscles working to coax his orgasm. “Goddamn!”, Bill groaned, as his climax began. His hips spasmed and Karen let out a deep moan around his cock. The dam broke and I could see Karen’s cheeks expand as the first spurt flooded her mouth. A little cum leaked out around her mouth, but I could see her throat moving as she managed to swallow just before the second, throbbing eruption filled her up again. This time a little more leaked out. Bill pulled out so just the tip was in her mouth. She reached up, wrapped her hand around his spurting cock and pumped three more gushers out of him, most of which she managed to swallow, but quite a bit had overflowed around her mouth and on her face. As Bill was cumming in her mouth, I could feel her pussy start to throb around my own penis as she experienced yet another orgasm. This was too much for me and I exploded, filling her pussy with several gushers of my own. Karen sucked Bill’s deflating cock back into her mouth and sucked it clean. It was quite a sight. My horny tramp wife sucking another guy’s cock, swallowing his cum and then cleaning him off with her mouth. I withdrew from her warm pussy and stood up on somewhat shaky legs. Karen smiled at me with Bill’s cum all over her mouth and face. She sat up, wiping the cum off her face with her fingers and then sucking them into her mouth. “That was a very tasty dessert.” She leaned forward and took my deflating cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around and sucking it clean. Bill was slumped back on the sofa, completely spent, and I sat down as well afraid my knees would buckle under me. Karen looked completely disheveled. Her hair was every which way, her lovely skin was flushed a reddish hue from all the sex, and her face was shiny with the residue of Bill’s generous explosion. She looked happy and satisfied, being the total slut she was. Karen slipped off her stockings and heels and said she was going to take a shower. Bill and I each took showers after she finished. That night, though we didn’t have any more sex, we all slept naked in Bill’s king sized bed. I was awakened in the morning by the sounds of Karen sucking and slurping on Bill’s cock. He was lying on his back and she was curled up between his legs, with her hands on the bed on either side of his hips, bobbing her head up and down on his big cock. It was about 10:00 AM. When she saw I was awake, she popped his dick out of her mouth and smiled over at me. “I didn’t want to wake you but I did want one more load from Bill’s tasty cock before we went home. For breakfast, you know.” With that, she resumed sucking his cock. I watched lovingly as my wife, the new slut, slurped up and down on my lawyer’s dick until she was rewarded with a nice fresh load of jizm for breakfast. After that we got dressed, went home and spent most of the day recuperating. Needless to say, I never got anymore bills for legal work. We did see Bill sexually on many more occasions, but this was the start of my beautiful, willing wife’s career as a shameless slut.

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