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And well they should. She's that rarest of women, totally free, and complete- ly independent. I am married to her, but I don't own her. Nor would I ever attempt to restrict her feelings or needs. I'm writing this to explain to her many would-be suitors just how to go about getting her to do to you what she does best... make you come! I guess I should begin with a physical description of my wife. She's 36 years old, just short of 5'6" tall. Her weight fluctuates between 120 and 125. Her measurements are 38-22-36. The 38 is a D size. Start- ing at the top, she has red hair, sometimes long, some- times not, depending on how she feels when she goes to the hairdresser. Her hair is very fine, very soft. Red's not what she calls it, she calls it very light auburn, but to me it's red. She has very fair skin. Of course, when a black man is pounding his dark cock into her pussy, her skin looks even fairer. Maybe that's why she enjoys fucking black men, maybe they just make her look frailer, lighter, smaller. She has the prettiest green eyes you've ever looked into. Her eyelashes are very long, naturally, by the way. She wears very little makeup, unless she's doing it to appear slutty or whorish. Her back is flawless! Not a blemish, not a mark! And it tapers down to form a heart shaped ass. From the back, I swear she looks like an erotic painting. But, turning her around, you'll be struck with the full ripeness of her breasts. She seldom wears a bra. She really has no need for one. Her breasts literally stick straight out, defying all the laws of gravity. And at the end of each of those creamy ripe full tits is a perfect nipple, about the size of a thirty-eight slug. And almost as hard! It drives her crazy when someone takes the tip of his or her fingernail and runs it into the ridges on her bullet nips. I've recently started using nipple clamps on them. Should've done that years ago! She goes absolutely wild when I clamp down on her extended nipples. It's almost as if I'd turned a sprocket on in her cunt. Clamps on, pussy wet! Speaking of her pussy, it's a delight to look at, and an absolute treat to fuck. Many a man has told me that he cannot believe how tight my wife's cunt is. No matter how many men have pushed their way into my wife's pussy, it still remains one of the tightest, hottest cunts I've ever fucked. You'll see what I mean if you ever get the opportunity to fuck her. She usually trims her pubic area to the point that it's really more like pubic down than pubic hair. Recently, she shaved it completely bare, for a special night we had a few weeks ago, and as of right now, she's keeping it shaved smooth. Her clit is something else. Always easy to find, now, without any covering for protection, it sticks out like a baby penis. She loves to have it sucked on, licked and kissed. I came home one afternoon this summer to find her spread eagle, tied to all four corners of the bed, and laying in a pool of her own come, mixed with the sperm of some kind donor. It seems the man in question had tied her up and spent most of the afternoon just licking her clit, making her come literally dozens of times. He never did actually fuck her. She told me he started to, he was presenting his cock in front of her drenched cunt, ready to screw her brains out, but as soon as his cock touched her hot pussy, he exploded! She says she called him a bastard for doing that, for coming without fucking her, and as a retaliation, he'd left her tied up. She told me he said to her, "Fine, bitch. See how your husband likes finding you tied up like this. Wish I could stay to hear what you tell him about the cum I've left in your bush!" What he didn't know was that my reaction was to lick her clean and then fuck her myself. Three times! But back to my description of my wife. Her legs seem a lot longer than they are. I guess that's because she usually ends up with them over a man's shoulders while he fucks her. They are slim, firm, and very fair in color. Kristi isn't one to spend a lot of time sunning herself. She has dainty little feet, and they have a very pronounced arch to them, I'm sure as a result of wearing heels all the time. Even her slippers have heels. She's rather vain about her legs, and feels that pumps tend to shape her calfs, as if they need any more shape. So now you should have a pretty good idea of what she looks like. If I had to say she looked like "some- body", I guess she's close in looks to Ann-Margaret, when Ann was Kristi's age. Yeah, I fuck a good looking woman. But there's more to a woman than how she looks. We've all seen good looking women who look fuckable, but wouldn't give us a tumble. That's another nice thing about my wife. Almost anybody can fuck her if they know how to turn her on. I've seen her fuck guys that haven't gotten lucky in the last ten years, let alone ever had a woman like my wife. And it's not just a charity fuck, either. Kristi won't fuck any man that doesn't turn her on, but looks aren't the determining factor. Oddly enough, I've seen her turn down guys who could have passed for movie stars, and ended up sucking the cock of a guy who looked like he just graduated from Geek High! Before you can fuck my wife, you've got to fuck her mind! That's it pretty much in a nut shell. She responds to men with a sense of humor, to men who are well read, men who can carry on a conversation. Though she is a professor in a major university, she's not hung up on the brainy type. A few weeks ago, I watched a man fuck her ass, while he held on to her by her tits. Trust me when I tell you this, this guy was no rocket scientist. He wasn't even good looking. But he treated her the way she needed to be treated at that moment. At that moment, she needed to be fucked by a man who knew how to take her, knew how to make her react to him. It's ironic that he was ass fucking her. He was a plumber. That's another interesting facet of my wife's personality. I've seen her suck the cock of a United States Senator, many doctors, lawyers, and of course other teaching professionals, as well as bikers, plum- bers, gardeners, (I don't think we've ever had a gardener that didn't soon find out that one of his patches to tend was that patch between her legs) as well as delivery boys, hitchhikers, and an occasional man of the cloth. In other words, she's an equal opportunity fucker. Color, race, religion, national origin, and political leanings never keep my wife from enjoying any man she wants. Some men can't understand how I can watch her fuck all these guys. And I can't explain it. All I can tell you that if you want to stick it in my wife, I won't interfere, and in most cases, I'll help. I guess you might say I believe in sharing. We didn't always swing. In the beginning, I was like most husbands, excited by my wife's intoxicating ways, proud that men found her exciting to talk to, to dance with, to cop quick feels on the dance floor. But unlike other men, I didn't feel any jealousy when some- one came on to Kristi. I knew then, as I know now, that no one can take her away from me, no one can fuck her better than I can, cause no one knows her better than me. I understand what makes her tick, what heats her pussy past the boiling point. And I'm going to share some of those things with you now. Course, I'm not going to share all of them with you, just some of them. Why? Because I want her to enjoy herself and she can't if she can't find someone to play with. Here lately, she's really gotten off on compusex, but her one complaint is that men on the other end of a computer screen can't see her, can't decipher her body language to the point that they know what she likes...what she needs. So for the next few minutes, I'm going to take you on a trip through Kristi-land. Buckle up, boys and girls, cause when I'm through, you'll know how to make my wife lift her skirt and offer you her pussy...anywhere...and anytime! Fucking her in public --------------------- Kristi's very fond of public fucking. I don't mean in the center court of the mall, (though she did that once, with a security guard at three in the morning) but when I say public fucking, I mean somewhere where she is vulnerable. She enjoys the idea of fucking or sucking a cock she's just met in a place where she could be discovered. For example, she recently sat on a bench in the mall, her hands concealed by her rain- coat, and jacked off a man who was sitting there wait- ing for his wife to finish shopping. I knew what she was doing. I could see the almost motionless action of her hands under the coat, and I could tell by the way the man was struggling to not reveal his physical re- lease that he was coming on my wife's hand, under her coat. Just after I was sure he'd come in my wife's hand, I saw her lean toward him and whisper something in his ear. Then I saw a panicked look cross his face, as his hands dove under the coat with my wife's. I asked her what she had said to him to cause such a reaction, and she told me. "I had his cock outside his pants, and had just milked it for all it had. What I said to him was, 'Sweetie, in three seconds I'm going to stand up, and take my coat with me.' He realized he'd be sitting there with his dick sticking straight into the air, and he was scrambling to put it back in his pants before I stood up." He must have succeeded, because when he got up, he looked pretty normal to me. Of course, she had come dripping from her hand. We walked toward the restroom, her right hand at her side, obvious to anyone who look- ed at it that the substance covering it could only be one thing! She wasn't through yet. When we got to the rest room area, there was a door to the women's room and a door to the men's room. Without missing a beat, she walked right into the men's room, and washed her hands in there. I still hung back a bit, watching her from about twenty feet. When she went in the men's room, I waited outside the door for about three minutes. I knew she'd had plenty of time to wash her hands, so something else must have detained her. Finally, my curiosity had become aroused, (as well as my cock) and I walked into the restroom she'd entered. I knew the minute I opened the door what was happening. As I rounded the corner to the area that the urinals are in, I heard someone saying, "That's it, bitch! Suck it all!" I knew my darling was at it again! And I was right. I found my wife, on her knees, with a cock in her mouth, sucking as if she'd just discovered dicks. Standing next to the man who was receiving a great blow job was his friend, his cock also out, and rubbing it against my wife's left cheek, as if to hurry her along, as if to remind her that his cock needed attention also. The man waiting his turn looked at me, and back down at my wife as she sucked the other man's cock with obvious urgency. He didn't know what to say, and of course, he had no way of knowing that was my wife he was rubbing his cock against. I just shrugged my shoulder and walked over to the urinal, as if I'd come in to take a piss. Of course, with the hard on I was sporting, what with the combination of knowing she'd just jacked a guy off, and now, watching her sucking this stranger's cock, with another waiting, made piss- ing impossible. So after standing there a minute, and listening over my shoulder to the man is my wife's mouth start to groan, I turned, my cock still in my hand, and asked the waiting man, "Is she yours, or can I have a turn too?" "She ain't mine, man. I don't care what you do to her, but my dick's next. You can have her after me." I continued with my questioning as if I had no idea who or why this knock out looking redhead was on the floor of a men's restroom sucking cock. I asked him another question. "Will she fuck me...or is she strictly a cock- sucker?" "Fuck man, I don't know. I just finished taking a leak and turned around and she was blowing this guy. He told me I could have her next. You want her, wait your turn, and as far as I'm concerned you can do what- ever you want." I couldn't help myself. I reached down to my wife's top and undid the buttons on her shirt. With the shirt open, her tits were now visible to whoever wanted to look. I commented to the guy waiting his turn. "No sense keeping those hooters covered up. She doesn't seem to mind showing them off, does she?" "Fuck, man, I don't think this bitch cares who sees what, or who does what. I'm thinking of fucking her myself." At that moment, the guy in her mouth came, and as he did, Kristi started swallowing. Now I know my wife's capacity for sucking cock and swallowing come. She could have easily handled this guy's discharge, but instead of swallowing it all, she let some of it slide out the side of her mouth, and drip down on her chest, sliding down her breast, and finally stopping on her hard nipple. She scooped it up with her finger, and after releasing the stranger's cock from her mouth, put the come coated finger in her mouth, licking it lewdly in front to the three of us. Looking up, she spoke to no one in particular. "Now, who is it that want's to fuck me?" Suddenly the other guy lost his nerve. His cock seemed to shrivel right in his hand. He looked at me and gestured with a nod, "I think he said he wanted to fuck you, ma'am." He meant me, of course. Standing up, Kristi didn't button her shirt. Instead she lifted the front of her skirt, revealing her pantiless pussy to the three of us. Sliding her finger across her clit, it was obvious to all of us that she was a bitch in heat. Looking at me, she asked, "You want some of this, lover? You want to put that big cock inside my hot tight pussy?" She reached over to me, taking my cock in her hand, and led me to an empty stall, the one reserved for handicap people. She moved me toward the seat, and gently guided me to a sitting position. Turning her back to me, she lifted the back of her skirt, and slowly sank down on my erect cock. I felt the soft wetness of her heated cunt as it settled down over my hard dick. She did all this without closing the door to the stall, and all under the watchful eyes of the other two men. As we developed a rhythm of fucking, she crooked her finger at the other man, the man who was waiting his turn to fuck her mouth. "Come on over here, sweetie. I can do you while I fuck this guy. Come on. Bring that big cock to Kristi!" He didn't need to be told twice. As my cock sawed in and out of my wife's pussy, the second man, the man who'd told me he didn't care what I did with "the bitch," placed his dick inside my wife's mouth. He came before I did! Within a few thrusts, he was pour- ing his come inside my wife's mouth, and she swallowed every drop. Knowing that this was happening caused my own orgasm to begin. As my wife's cunt contracted around the base of my dick, I started shooting my pas- sion inside her pussy. It was incredibly hot! I had my hands on her tits, kneading them, making the nipples stand out like little bullets, (hence the name, bullet nips) and all the while, she was sucking another man's cock while mine shot it's load inside her. After I was done, she stood back up, took a wad of paper off the roll, and placed it between her legs. Then she withdrew a pair of panties from her purse and stepped into them. Still without speaking, she closed her shirt, buttoning up about half the buttons. She walked past the three of us, her high heels clicking on the tile, and stopped for a moment in front of the mirror, checking her makeup. She took a tube of lip- stick out of her purse, dabbed it on her lips, lips that had already closed around two strange dicks in the last fifteen minutes, and then, almost as an after- thought, she used her lipstick to write something on the mirror. Closing her lipstick tube, she dropped it back in her purse, and walked out the door, leaving the three of us with our dicks outside our pants, standing (with me sitting) in a public restroom. I pulled my pants back up, tucking my cock away for now, and started out the door. I stopped only long enough to read the note my wife had left on the mirror. It read, "See you at home. Thanks." So you see, one of the things she craves is excite- ment mixed with danger. In the second part of this little expose, I'll tell you more about her need to be humiliated, to be used, and how much she enjoys a man making her do things that "nice girls" would do. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WARNING: This story contains unsafe sex. In this day and age it is just plain stupid to perform unsafe sexual acts. This story is for entertainment, not to be imitated. Be smart, take care of your body, you are only issued on per lifetime! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!