WHORE-3.TXT (3/6) Don't read, don't read, don't read if yer under age to do so. (depending on country, state, county, municipality -- Heck, depending on where ya live, it may be illegal to look at this file no matter how old ya are! -- I am posting this on the assumption that you have gone down to town hall and asked if it's OK) MY WIFE AS A WHORE PART III By -=(Dave Carlile)=- Kerry acted completely normal when I got home from work, as if she'd spent the day doing normal activities. I noticed details that had excaped my attention earlier, though. She had been taking more care of her appearance lately. She was spending more time at the gym and her nails were carefully painted and manicured where she had never bothered before. I didn't let on that I knew anything but I couldn't help but be more horny than usual -- there was something intangeable about her that attracted me to her more than I had before. A few weeks passed since I had been to Show World and I hadn't been back for fear of being caught, but I was beginning to think a visit to the back terrace was in order to re-satisfy my curiosity. That night the Kerry got a phone call at around ten o'clock (Kerry had been getting a lot of phone calls at all hours lately -- she told me they were friends from her aerobics class, but they always hung up when I answered the phone and when she took the call, she went into the other room and spoke in hushed tones). Kerry informed, after she had hung up, that it had been her friend, Rachel, and that Rachel had borrowed some money from her at her aerobics class that day and Rachel planned to swing by in a few minutes to repay the loan. A short while later, a car horn sounded outside the apartment building and without hesitating, Kerry darted out the door. I thought it was odd that my wife had worn a black miniskirt and a skin-tight cropped top since we weren't going out, so the situation made me want to do some investigating. Out my front window, I saw a black sports car park further down the block. Kerry was skittering after it and a shadowy figure leaned over to the passenger side and shove the door open. My wife slid in and the door closed behind her. After that I waited. Nothing happened and it was too far away and too dark to see. I couldn't stand not knowing what was going on at this point, so I put on a dark coat and slipped down the back steps of our apartment building and across the back yard of the next door neighbor. I crept between some houses in the dark and emerged next to the car in a thicket of bushes. I still couldn't see what was going on, so I crawled right up to the car and peeked in the passenger window. Some man who I'd never seen before was reclined in the driver seat with his pants open and his large, glistening boner standing straight up in the air. Kerry had her mouth poised over it and as I watched, she lowered her mouth over it's expanse, using her wet tongue to guide it. She slurped it into her mouth and her cheeks flexed inward as she sucked on his cock. She twisted her mouth on his rod like a pro, jacking his shaft with her hand. His cock was big and fat and it was very erect. The blue veins were bulging on the underside and it was shiny with my wife's spit. As her head bobbed over his croch, he let his hand wander down to pull her skirt up over her ass. She wasn't wearing panties and he lazily stroked her ass crack as she sucked his dong. She seemed to be really enjoying herself as she tried to make him cum; Her warm, wet tongue curled itself around his veiny shaft in an exploring way. She was taking her time, tasting, as though she were enjoying an ice cream cone, lapping up the clear, salty liquid that seeped out. The window was partially open and I crouched close enough to the car that I could hear every groan and every sharp intake of breath. The man had found her hole and he was rubbing his fingers against it with a circular motion and once there was enough lubrication on them, he began to try to insert first one, then two and slowly drew them in and out. She purred sexily and pushed back at his probing hand, then resumed sucking his cock. She was increasing her tempo now, thrusting her fist up and down his shiny penis as she licked the head from all sides, as though in a frenzy, as though she couldn't lick it enough. She began to moan excitedly, pantingly, when she would catch a quick breath, breathing hotly on his cock. His fingers were coated with her cunt juice now, he rubbed his whole hand along her crack as she wiggled her ass "Do you suck your husband like this?" The man asked suddenly breaking the quiet and startling me. Kerry panted her answer in an excited whisper aroud his cock. "No...no." She said. "I bet he would like it," The man continued confidently. He had a Latin accent. "You suck cock like a real pro. You gonna make me shoot cum in your mouth, baby. You like that don't you? You like to swallow cum." "Yeah..." Panted Kerry in an excited whisper as her head bobbed rythmically and her soft wet mouth swirled a frenzied dance around his rigid shaft. I could tell he was getting close to the moment because he was thrusting his pelvis in time to her sucking. Then her grabbed the back of her head and thrust his cock quickly into her willing mouth like a cunt. Then he grunted and came. As she swallowed his cum, I ran back to the back entrance of the apartment so I could act casual when she returned. She wasn't far behind. Her hair was mussed and she smelled like sex, but I pretended I didn't notice. "Come on over here and sit by me." I smiled and patted the couch next to me. She seemed hesitant, but I insisted and she sat down and began to watch TV with me. I began to rub her sensitive ribs and breast with the hand I had draped loosely around her back. She was unresponsive at first and a little stiff, but the night's previous passions were still close to the surface and I found it was an easy task to rekindle her excitement. Soon we were rolling around on the couch and I was rubbing my erection against her cunt through my underwear. I kissed her deeply, probing her wet mouth with my tongue. Her mouth tasted like the man's semen. It excited me to imagine the man's slippery cock gliding between her salty lips just minutes before. "Naughty, naughty..." I admonished teasingly. "No panties!" She bit her lip enticingly but remained silent. I continued the sexy banter: "You didn't dress like this for Rachel did you?" I whispered to her. My eyes were locked on hers. She froze for and instant then smiled. "Maybe..." She said. I rubbed my dick against her clit and she began humping back at me. We were both beginning to breathe hard. "Next time you'll have to let me watch." I said. "OK." She panted in agreement. "Let me join in?" I asked. She looked doubtful. "Maybe." She said. "Have you ever considered having sex with another man? I wouldn't mind watching." I said. I tried to keep the comment in the same light vein but she froze and ceased rubbing against me. "I don't think I could do that." She said finally, resuming her grind but without the same spirit. She hesitated again. "You really want to watch me have sex with another man?" She said. "I don't think I would mind...depending on who it is. The idea kind of excites me." I said. She didn't reply and she seemed preoccupied through the rest of our love making and the rest of the evening. Several days later Kerry announced that we were going to meet an old High School friend of hers at a nearby bar for a drink. I liked the idea of meeting someone new and we headed over the minute I got home from work and got myself changed. The bar was a comfortable and dimly lit dive with deep corner booths. I was enjoying my first sip of a frosty pint whien I saw a man walk in. He walked up to our table and my wife jumped up and gave him an excited hug. We chatted for about an hour as Kerry and Hector reaquainted themselves. I realized within the first few minutes of hearing his voice this was the man in the sports car. I remained casual and asked questions of him too, curious about this man whom I saw my wife giving a blowjob. We talked small talk which was really sort of boring untill I asked him where he worked. He seemed to hesitate and shot a quick glance at Kari. "I work as a janitor at a place called Adult World." He smiled sheepishly. "Kind of an odd place to work and I don't like it to get out... It's really a lot like any other job..." "Except for the naked women." I finished for him, smiling, encouraging him to continue. "Yeah, the naked women are a nice perc." He said slyly. "Especially when they sometimes have sex with me." He shot another quick glance at Kerry who was smiling oddly, then laughed as though he were joking. I was beginning to piece this together. We were all beginning to get a buzz from the beer, I think, and I suggested we take the conversation to Kerry and my apartment. I offered to walk to the store to get some beer before going home and Hector and my wife quickly agreed, so we parted ways as we walked out of the pub. As soon as we were out of sight of eachother, I doubled back and peeked around the corner. Hector already had his hand on Kerry's ass and was playfully tugging up the hem of her skirt. She put her face close to his ear and seemed to be whispering something to him as she skipped along next to him, down the tree lined sidewalk. As they passed an alleyway, dark in the deepening shadows that were spreading themselves like a warm summer blanket over the rural neighborhood where we lived, they paused and peered into the soft darkness -- Kerry's giggling carried to where I stood peering, then they slipped in without looking back. I raced down the street and between two houses, careful that my footsteps were silent in the dew-gathering grass, and came to a hedge bordering the alley, when I heard my wife's voice, speaking low in the dark. I stopped, frozen for a while to let my eyes adjust themselves and to use my hearing to locate Hector and my errant Kerry. After a few moments, their dim forms emerged out of the darkness beyond the hedge, so I leaned myself against the rough boards of a garage and brought the couple into full view through the crack between the hedge and the garage. Wrapped in a deeper darkness, I knew I was safe from their sight, so I made myself comfortable and watched. Hector and Kerry were kissing deeply, their light skin shone in the darkness as though they were glowing softly. Hector had my wife's skirt pulled up over her ass and was tugging her panties down toward her knees. She reached down to help him then wiggled out of them, let them fall to the alley-way and forgot them. Her hands were busy between their bodies. She seemed to be rubbing his crotch through his jeans while he kneaded her full, rounded white ass. They pulled apart for a moment and I saw she had his fat cock in her hand. He was very hard and she was slowly tugging on it. The Latino rubbed a finger along her slit from bottom to top, making her shiver; then he grabbed her by her shoulders and spun her around, pushed her against the peeling paint of the garage. Her face was turned toward mine and was so close I could hear every rasping breath that drew sharply between her teeth. He began to push his thick penis into the dark area beneath her ass-crack, dartingly, with stabbing motions of his hips. She responded by tilting her hips back and pushing back at him, meeting his jabbing thrusts. After a few more lunges, his cock returned to the night air thickly coated with glistening cunt juice. Kerry groaned and chipped the peeling paint with her fingernails, face pressed against the boards. Hector was thrusting hard. Each time his thick cock effortlessly slid all the way up the hot, slick interior of her cunt untill his pelvis pushed forcefully against her soft ass, she would grunt with pleasure, then inhale sharply as he drew his cock out. She had her legs spread wide and her back bowed so her ass thrust itself out sharply. She was beginnging to moan as his cock whisked in and out of her slick cunt. Kerry's sweaty face pressed itself against the garage as grashoppers, hidden in the tall grass behind a garbage can, chirped in time to her hips lustful grind. Hector pushed her shirt up over her full breasts where it stayed; he thumbed her already erect nipples which stood out as sharp silhouettes against the soft white background of a house across the alley. She purred in response and lent a little more urgency to the undulation of her hips. Hector's cock seemed to glisten fatter with passion and his frenzied thrusts were becoming wild as he fucked my wife. His cock slipped out and he replaced it hurriedly, guiding it with his hand. It slipped from her slick cunt again and whether by accident or if Hector were feeling particularly randy that evening, he pushed the pink dome of his cock-head against Kerry's taught asshole. She drew a sharp breath at the sudden pain. "Ow!" She said, trying to deterr him. "Come on," Hector admonished, "You love to have your ass fucked. Take it like the puta you are." "It hurts..." Said my wife doubtfully. "Only for a minute, baby, then you'll be lovi'n it." I could see my wife was holding her ass straight and still to allow Hector to push His cock in and she gasped in pain as, after a few seconds of effort, the head of his cock disappeared with a pop into the tight o-ring of her asshole. She groaned with pain/pleasure as she gyrated her hips back at him and the thick cock that protruded stiffly from her anus. He pushed in another half-inch. Her voice quivered high in her throat as she responded with a groan. Hector pulled her ass-cheeks apart and away from her asshole and pushed in another inch. She squealed again. He slowly pulled back untill just his cock-head rested in her ass. Kerry relaxed. Hector trust suddenly and forcefully, shoving half his cock into her ass. Kerry let out a stifled cry and dug her fingernails into the rough boards. She seemed to be sobbing. Hector roughly grabbed the soft flesh of her breasts and used them as handles to shove his fat cock even deeper into her ass. He grunted with pleasure. The Latino slowly drew his cock out of my wife's asshole as she whimpered and he steadied himself for the next lunge. Kerry cried out again, as Hector buried his cock to the hilt in her tight hot asshole. As he withdrew it, it shone in the soft light, glistening with his own pre-cum juices. Hector built a rythm, slowly pulling his cock in and out of her ass as she whimpered in pain, face pressed against the garage in the dark, in the alley. Kerry stood, braced in a position of complete submission and seemed to try to relax, to try to enjoy the stiff dicking her asshole was receiving. She groaned low in her throat and panted hot moist breath on the wall. Hector was beginning to build tempo and his veiny shaft rubbed delightfully on the inside of the tight band of her asshole. Her glowingly translucent ass shone in the dark alley as the Latin main's dick disappeared in and out of it in a rising crescendo of rythmic thrusts. Kerry was panting now, in rythm, her tongue hanging out of her mouth like a thirsty hound. "Fuck me Hector," She grunted, gripping an ass-cheek and pulling it's spread wider to allow his dick to penetrate deeper. Hector's movements were becoming spazmodic and his chin protruded in deep concentration. He thrust wildly as he ejaculated hot ribbons of semen up my wife's ass; but he didn't stop fucking. Inspired, perhaps, by the added lubrication supplied by his cum-shot, Hector redoubled his efforts in reaming my wife's ass. She writhed beneath him, her asshole responding with sensitivity never experienced. She rubbed her clit frantically in time to the icy hot ministrations of Hector's chubby cock. Then she came. A sound issued from her lips low in the range of hearing. At first I wasn't sure the sound was coming from my adulterous wife because it didn't sound particularly human -- Slowly it raised in pitch untill it was a gutteral wail issued from between tightly clenched teeth. Kerry was cumming fiercely and as she came, she drove her ass back against Hector, Impaling her ass on his cock. Her ass would meet his hips with resounding slap and the shock waves from the forceful union would ripple quickly up and down her generous buttocks. Again and again her ass slapped against his hips, untill her wail gradually turned into sobbs of ecstasy and she slunk foreward, naked breasts pressed against the cold, dewy boards of the garage. Hector's dick slipped from her asshole with a quiet 'plop'.