======== Path: news.primenet.com!nntp.news.primenet.com!news.texas.net!news1.best.com!sgigate.sgi.com!imci3!imci4!newsfeed.internetmci.com!get.friend.ly.net!news From: wbm3@friend.ly.net (Dr. Grits) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: X-Wife karen Part 2 (1/3) (M+/F) Date: Sat, 02 Mar 1996 13:33:52 GMT Organization: Friendly Network Lines: 358 Message-ID: <4h9iof$ftj@get.friend.ly.net> NNTP-Posting-Host: slip-ppp-4.friend.ly.net X-Newsreader: Forte Free Agent 1.0.82 Xref: news.primenet.com alt.sex.stories:136798 My Wife Karen - Part 2 (1/3) Wife Meets the New Partner by Dr. Grits If you read Part 1 of this tale you know that my 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, Bill which is covered in the first part. 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 or smoke, 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. About two weeks after our first three way with Bill, Karen, feeling frisky one night after lovemaking, asked when we were going to get together with him again. "I'm starting to get the urge to play your slutty wife again, and he hasn't actually fucked me yet. Wouldn't you like to see him fuck me with that big dick of his?" Her hand was gently stroking my deflating cock, which was beginning to re-inflate due to the wanton talk and her ministrations. "Maybe we could go to another restaurant and put on a show for some strangers like we did for those four guys at The Garden last time. I bet they all wanted to fuck me. Would you like to see me take on four men at once? I bet you would. I bet you'd like to see your whore wife get a cum bath from four horny guys." My cock was definitely hard now. "What's gotten into you? That experience with Bill must have awakened a sleeping fuck monster." She straddled my hips, slid my cock into her moist depths and began rocking very slowly back and forth. "Everything we did that day in the city really turned me on. I've masturbated at lease once a day since then just thinking about. Flashing those truckers. Those four guys in the restaurant looking on as you and Bill fingered me to a climax. Having you in me while you watched me suck Bill's big cock and drink his cum. God I love it when a man shots off in my mouth!" Her movements were becoming more insistent now. "Well, Bill said something about getting together with Rick in a week or so. Rick's been going through a divorce, but that's over now and Bill thought we should get together about the new partnership and celebrate Rick's return to bachelorhood. I'm sure he'd love it if you came along." It was hard for me to concentrate on the conversation and Karen's pussy began to spasm around my cock. Karen sensed I was about to explode. She jumped off my hips, spun around and enveloped my cock deep in her throat, her face pressed tight against my pubic bone. I could feel her tongue and mouth pulsating around my aching cock. My hips raised off the bed and I exploded into an intense orgasm, shooting gushers of cum into her sucking mouth. Karen swallowed it all and continued her oral ministration until I had to pull her away, my dick was so sensitive I couldn't stop shuddering. She licked up the jizm off her lips with her little pink tongue, smiled at me and said, "I can't wait to meet your new partner." A week later we were again on the road to the city to meet Bill. Rick lived in a city about forty minutes from Bill. He had some tickets for a minor league baseball park near his home and we were going to meet him at the ball park with Bill. It was a hot Summer day and Karen wore very little. She had on a pair of tan denim short shorts that were cut so they hugged her tummy and rounded bottom, but flared at the leg openings. They had a button fly and Karen had left the top two buttons open so they fit loosely around her waist, revealing to top of her flat stomach and dimpled little navel. Naturally, she didn't bother with panties. On top she had on a red silk sleeveless halter type blouse that stopped just below her pert, little breasts. It buttoned in front with four buttons, though she only buttoned the second one down from the top. She wore thong leather sandals on her feet showing off her red painted toe nails. The feel of the silk against her breasts made her nipples permanently erect and they stood out proudly on her chest. "Do you think the boys will like this?" she asked, pirouetting for me. "You look totally fuckable, you little slut." We got into our little BMW and headed out. As soon as we were on the interstate we opened the sun roof and Karen lit up her first joint of the day. It was only 11 o'clock in the morning and I didn't feel like smoking any pot so Karen had the whole joint to herself. Pot always makes her very raunchy, so by the time she was finished she was starting to boil. "That sun really feels good, I think I'll get some tan", she said with a devilish look in her eye. With that she unbuttoned her blouse and took it off and laid it between the seats. She pushed her seatback down a little and reclined with her feet up on the dash. She looked absolutely beautiful laying there with the sun warming her naked breasts. Her excited nipples stood up proudly as her breasts quivered slightly with the rise and fall of her breathing. I reached over with my right hand and slid my fingers into her slightly open mouth. She licked and sucked at my fingers, emitting little sounds from her throat. "God, you're sexy", I said, running my hand down over her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh and rolling her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. My fingers, wet with her saliva, left a trail on her torso and I slid my hand down further over her flat belly and into the front of her shorts. "Mmm. That feels great." Her arms raised above her head as she stretched, sucking in her tummy and allowing my hand to reach her naked pubic mound. My fingers began a rhythmic massaging of her mons just above her clit and her hips started a slow rise and fall. We pulled up alongside the cab of a truck and Karen opened her eyes and looked at the driver leaning out of the window. She ran her tongue around her lips as she increased the movement of her hips. "Loose the shorts!", the trucker yelled as he tried to lean further out the window to get a better view. Karen smiled at him, her hands moved down over her breasts to her shorts and she began to unbutton the fly. The driver gave us the thumbs up sign and Karen slid her shorts down her long legs, lifting her feet off the dash to drop them on the floor. My hand was still on her pussy. She put her feet back on the dash, spread her legs and raised her hips giving that luck truck driver a clear view of her naked sex. "Stick you finger in", she said as she stretched her arms back over her head. My hand moved lower, I could feel how wet she was as two fingers slid easily into her. I fucked her with my fingers as she ground herself against my hand. The trucker was beside himself and I was thinking that this could get dangerous. I removed my hand from my horny wife and sucked them into my mouth. The trucker was bouncing in his seat and yelping at the top of his lungs. I waved to him and sped up. "Why did you stop. I was just about to cum for him?", she asked as she calmed down a little. She was pouting and I knew she was a little sexually frustrated at this point. My wife was a very orgasmic woman and she didn't like to be interrupted as she was approaching her peak. "I was afraid we might have an accident. That trucker was going wild and I was getting pretty wound up too. Anyway, our exit is coming up soon and you don't want to get all worn out this early. We've got a long day ahead of us." "I know," she said, "I've been looking forward to it all week." She relaxed back in her seat. "maybe I'll just rest a little 'til we get to Bill's." She let her breath out and, put her feet on the floor, turned her head to the side and closed her eyes. She looked so angelic in repose. Of course she was quite the opposite lying there completely naked, in broad daylight as we sped down the interstate. As we approached the off ramp, I nudged Karen lightly, but she was asleep. I didn't want to drive in town traffic with her naked so I reached in the back and got the towel and covered her luscious nakedness. As we pulled into Bill's driveway, Karen woke up, removed the towel and stretched languidly. She picked up her two tiny pieces of clothing and instead of putting them on she handed them to me and said, "Would you bring these?" Karen got out of the car, ran her fingers through her hair and sauntered up to the front door. Bill's mouth dropped open when he opened the door and saw Karen standing there in all her glory. He was wearing a pair of shorts and a tee shirt, like me, and it was evident by the large bulge in the front of his shorts that he was immediately effected by my whorish wife's nudity. "Hi, Bill!", Karen said as she reached her arms around his neck and pressed her nakedness against him. She pulled his mouth to hers and gave him a long, open mouth kiss. His hands ran down her back and grasped her buttocks, pulling her tighter against him as she ground her pelvis into his. "Did you miss me?", she cajoled as she broke away from their passionate kiss. "Feels like you're glad to see me." Her hand snaked down between their bodies and grasped his hard cock through his shorts. Bill looked over at me and we shared a smile, then he ushered into his house. "I just can't believe this!", Bill said. "You guys want something to drink or something before we leave?" "Oh, let's not leave just yet. Let's have a drink and a little smoke first.", Karen chimed in enthusiastically. "John, why don't you go get a couple joints from the car and fix us some drinks?" She was smiling at me. Bill was sitting on a stool and she was sideways between his legs, her hip pressed into his crotch. His left hand was caressing her buttocks and she was guiding his right hand over her taut breasts. What could I say? I put her clothes on the counter and went out to the car. When I got back, Karen was straddling Bill's lap with her feet on the stool rungs grinding her naked pussy against his clothed erection. her hands were clasped behind his neck and his hands were supporting her weight by her buttocks. "God! Your big hard cock feels so good against my pussy. I can't wait for you to fuck me with that thing." I was getting very turned on. I lit a joint and asked if anybody was interested. Karen stopped her grinding and got down off Bill's lap. She swayed over to me and took the joint. Her free hand rubbed my stiff cock through my shorts and her tongue licked out at my mouth as she slowly exhaled a lung load of smoke into my face. "I've got to warn you, I'm really feeling slutty today. I'd just as soon stay here all day and let the two of you fuck my brains out." She filled her lungs with another drag and walked over to Bill. She exhaled into his mouth as she had in mine, stroking his dick through his pants. There was a wet spot of her pussy juice on Bill's shorts. then she took another toke and came back over to me. That's how Karen smoked that joint, sharing the smoke with first Bill then me, rubbing our cocks and telling us how she loved being a slut. "Why don't you drive, John honey, while I fuck Bill's big cock in the back.", she said as we were ready to go. I really didn't mind, I knew the way to the ball park and I was looking forward to the show in the back seat. Karen walked brazenly out of the house, still naked as a jay bird, and I dutifully carried what little clothing she had worn. I opened the back door to Bill's big Lincoln Town Car and she started to get in with Bill behind her. Suddenly she turned and stopped Bill with her hands against his chest. "No clothing allowed in the back of this car, big boy", she said jokingly. She pulled Bill's tee shirt up over his head and off, handing it to me. Then she went to work on his belt as she kissed and licked at his bare chest and nipples. She crouched down in the door opening and lowered his fly, pulling his shorts down his legs and off. Bill, like me , had not worn any underwear, his big engorged penis stood up and away from his body. Karen stared at his manhood, encircling it with her hand and masturbating it back and forth. "God, I love this cock." She pulled it close to her mouth and licked the pre-cum of the head. She looked Bill right in the eyes, opened her mouth, put her hands on his ass and pulled that monster deep into her mouth, letting out a guttural moan as it sunk into her throat. She moved her head back and forth a few times, fucking Bill's cock with her mouth. then she pulled her mouth away, stroking it with her hand and licking around the head with her pink tongue. "You love watching you little wife suck another man's dick, don't you?" she said, looking up at me and breaking my trance. 'I could suck this cock all day long. I love sucking cock!" she said, continuing her licking, stroking and sucking. "The problem is he'd cum soon enough, so I'd need more cocks to keep me happy. How'd you like to watch you slut wife suck off about 8 or 10 big, stiff cocks in a row? Oh God, I could cum just thinking about it!" Her hand went down to her pussy and she began frantically rubbing her clit and stroking her fingers in and out of her hole as she began fucking Bill's cock with her mouth again. Suddenly she pulled her head back, popping Bill's cock out of her mouth, she lurched forward, holding Bill around his waist for support with her free arm. "Oh God! I'm cummmmmming!" She gritted her teeth, her toes curled up in her sandals and she began to shudder with the waves of her orgasm. Bill lifted her up, put his arms around her and supported her limp body. Amazingly he had managed not to cum himself. I don't know how he did it, I damn near came without even touching myself. Karen got into the back and Bill followed. I got into the front, throwing their clothes and a small bag we had packed for the day on the seat next to me. "Drive on, Geeves", Karen said. "I'm going to fuck you lawyer's big dick, then we'll get dressed and meet your new partner." I adjusted the rear view mirror so I could watch the action in back and drove off to the ball park. Bill was sitting behind me and Karen lay down on her stomach with her head in his lap. "Whew, that was and intense cum!" she said. "How come you didn't cum, Bill? Are you saving it up for my pussy?" She was kicking and mouthing his balls and dick as she spoke. "My pussy is just itching for this cock. I want you to get nice and hard and then ram this thing right up my pussy. You hear that, John? Bill's going to fuck me good and hard and then shoot a big load right into me." Karen was definitely beginning to heat up again. I could hear slurping sounds as she began sucking his cock in earnest. As we pulled back onto the interstate, Karen sat up on her knees and patted the middle of the seat. "move over here, Bill, so John can get a good view of you fucking his wife." Bill moved to the middle and Karen straddled him. In the rear view mirror I could see down between the front seats as Karen raised her ass, took hold of Bill's dick, and lowered herself down, taking him inside her. "God, you're so wet and warm in there. This is wonderful!" Bill said as his hips began their rise and fall, his cock moving in and out of her hole. Karen laid her arms on the shelf in back of the seat and pressed her chest into Bill's face as she started her own rhythmic fucking motion, Bill sucking and licking at her tits. "Oh yeah!" she sighed, grinding herself down on his cock. "Suck my boobs. Bite those nipples." Her hips started moving faster. Bill's knees were against the back of my seat and the whole car began to rock with the rhythm of their fucking. "Oh yeah! Fuck me! Fuck me! Bite my nipples! A little harder. Bite it a little harder. Yeah, that's it. Oh God, that's it!" Karen was completely impaled on Bill's cock. She let out a loud, teeth clenching moan and started to shake with her climax. Bill thrust his hips up off the seat, raising her up with him, and exploded into the depths of her sex. The two of them stayed hooked together as they relaxed into the afterglow of their orgasm. As Bill's cock began to subside in her pussy, I could see some of his generous ejaculate run out of her onto his balls. I reached into our bag and handed them a towel we had packed. "Here, I think you're going to need this." They slowly drew apart and Karen cleaned her self up with the towel. Then she put her head in Bill's lap and licked their combined juices off his balls and cock. After she had finished with her mouth, she dried him off with the towel. "There, now you're all clean as a whistle." I handed them back their clothes. "I hate to put these back on." Karen said. "It's such a turn on being naked riding around in the back of a car. I've been naked all day so far." She put on her shorts and flimsy little silk top. Bill looked over at her, it was the first time he had seen her dressed today. "You're not exactly overly dressed as far as I can see", he said. "You like my little outfit? I love the way this silk feel against my tits." She rubbed her hands over her breasts, smiling at me over the seatback. "Hey, do we have time for another joint?" I passed her a dooby and she fired it up. When we got to the ball park we were all a little woozy. We met Rick by the entrance to the ball park. Rick was a short, stocky Italian, solidly and thickly built. He stood about 5'8", had curly, salt and pepper hair and was about ten years older than us. He was a street-smart businessman who ran a painting contracting business but dabbled in side deals. In our partnership, he had the bank connection, but couldn't come up with clear, liquid security because of his divorce entanglements. I was able to offer the liquidity to pledge as security against future loan payments, and of course Bill put it all together. It was a sweet deal. We took over a sub-division from the bankrupt owners with no money down and no payments for six months, only security pledged against those future payments. We immediately put it on the market and if we got a buyer within six months, we would each clear about a half a mil! Anyway, I had only met Rick a couple of times and didn't really know him well at all. He was a nice guy and very intelligent, but a little on the crude side. He grew up on the streets of Providence and though he had been successful financially, his social graces were lacking. Still in all he was trustworthy and honest in his business dealings. He was also very macho and wore gold necklaces emphasizing his hairy chest. He was wearing a flowered shirt and loose fitting cotton exercise pants with an elastic waistband. His shirt was worn outside his pants and unbuttoned, exposing his hairy chest and abdomen. A Panama hat and dark sunglasses completed the outfit. "Hey! How ya doin', guys?", he said as we approached, enthusiastically giving us firm hand shakes. "And you must be Karen." He held her hand in his as she smiled at him, acting a little shy. "Bill's told me all about you." He emphasized the word "all". "I hope he hasn't told you what a bad girl I am", she said, being very coquettish. "Actually he's told me what a good girl you are." His eyes were devouring her body behind those dark sunglasses. As I said, Rick was a little on the crude side, social subtlety was not his forte. "Hey, how 'bout a hot-dog before we go in to see the game?" Rick removed his gaze from Karen and motioned toward the hot-dog stand. We all had hot-dogs and stood off to the side of the entrance to eat them. The conversation was light, though all three of us men were eyeing Karen as she shifted her weight, moving her body sensuously. When she was finished her food, she reached for Rick's neck, grasping a gold pepper charm hanging from one of the chains. "What's this for?", she asked, her eyes flirting and roaming over his exposed front. "That means I'm a hot Italian pepper", Rick said jokingly. Karen giggled and ran her hand over his hairy chest and abdomen down to where the hair formed a thick line disappearing below the elastic waistband of his pants. "Mmm. You've got a really hairy body. I'd love to rub my titties all over your chest." Bill and I chuckled and poked each other. Rick first looked stunned at my wife's boldness, but then smiled, pulled apart the two halves of his shirt front completely exposing the front of his upper body, and said, "Feel free, little lady." Karen ran her hands under his shirt around his naked back and pressed her front to his, squirming against his body. Rick's hands, still holding his shirt apart, grasped Karen's shoulders, helping to press their bodies closer together. "Man, your wife's quite the little flirt. And you don't mind?" "He loves it", Karen said as she drew away from Rick. Her nipples were now obviously extremely aroused and poked prominently through her silk blouse. Rick had box seat tickets, his friend, our banker who I had not met, owned the team. We were right down front behind the home team dugout. A bunch of college boys were in the box right behind ours and they all chortled as Karen entered their field of view. Bill went into our row first, then Karen, Rick and me. I could hear the boys behind us whispering as Karen turned toward them and bent over to put her seat down, giving them a quick look down her blouse at her naked breasts. She stood, smiled at them, then turned around and sat down, making sure to stick her ass out as she did. CONTINUED IN 2/3