My Wife as a Whore 4

     "I have to go out for a minute." Kerry stated flatly.
     She was dressed to kill, she was wearing makeup and her hair was done.
     "Where are you going?"  I asked, knowing she would lie.  I was tired of
the lying.  I wanted to clear the air and tell her I knew she was selling sex,
but I couldn't think of a way to start.  I wasn't sure how I felt about it;
On one hand, I felt I should be upset and angry at her for going behind
my back and being such a slut, but on the other hand, I was extremely
excited by what she was doing.  I guess I felt a little guilty for not being
as angry as I expected myself to be, and I also felt embarassed that I was so
turned on by it.  I wasn't certain how she would react -- whether she
would think I was some sort of a freak for not hating her for what she was
doing.

     "I need to see Rachael for a minute..."  She said, breezing past me.

     "You seem to do that a lot, lately."  I said grudgingly  "Just popping
out for a few minutes..."

     The door closed on me mid-sentence.  I sat in the silence, trying to
formulate and idea about what to do with my wife.

     Kerry returned hours later with her hair dishevled and her clothes
rumpled.

     "Weren't you wearing lipstick when you left?"  I asked.  I suprised
myself by asking the question.  My voice didn't sound angry when I asked the
question --  just honestly inquiring.

     Kerry stared at me for a second, then smiled strangely.

     "Sure,"  She said.  "It wiped off."  She watched me closely, judging my
reaction.  She had called my bluff and I found myself unwilling to go further.
I had lost my nerve.

     "Why all the questions?"  She asked casually.  "You act as though you
don't believe me."
The question didn't appear to be asked out of paranoia.  She was relaxed and
in control.  It sent a shiver down my spine.

     "I don't know..." I faltered.  "I guess you have been going out a lot
lately..."  I didn't want to go down this road; I was wholly unprepared.
Kerry, however, was the picture of calm.  She was like a cat with a mouse.

     "Yes, but you seemed to be implying I have been up to something."  She
let the statement hover between us for a while.  She was smiling slightly,
waiting for my response.  I remained silent, unable to think of anything to
say.  I felt like a little kid.  Kerry suddenly smiled broadly, as
though she couldn't hold in her mirth.

     "Come on,"  She said. "I know you know."

     "What do you mean?"  I stuttered.

     "I know you know about my job."  She stated matter-of-factly.  She
continued to smile at me.

     "Starr told me you were there that day, that you were watching me
through the wall."

     "You have known I knew all along?" I asked, suddenly feeling incredibly
stupid.

     "Uh-huh."  There was a pause.  I couldn't formulate my thoughts for a
moment.

     "Starr told you WHEN I was there?"  I asked, faltering.

     "Yes."  She said, looking me in the eye.  "The day that dance got... a
little out of control."  She cast her eyes to the floor.

     "I hope you aren't too upset with me.  It was something that just
happened.  It wasn't planned."  She didn't wait for me to answer.  "Knowing
that you knew and that you didn't say anything to me, told me that you weren't
too oftly upset.  Besides, Starr said you enjoyed yourself quite a bit."
Kerry moved close to me and kissed me lightly on my lips.
She pushed her breasts lightly into my chest.  She purred suggestively.  She
fondled my cock through my pants which had grown suddenly hard.

     "Why don't you have a seat." she said, smiling.  She pushed me gently
onto the couch and sat beside me.  My wife expertly unfastened my pants and
unzipped me.  She began to gently pump my cock with her hand.  I could see
that she wasn't wearing a bra because her nipples were rigid beneath her thin
blouse.  She continued to pump my cock as she talked.

     "Starr said she enjoyed ... helping you out."  My wife continued.  "She
said she wouldn't mind getting together again.  Would you like that?  Would
you like Starr to come over some time?"  I just groaned in reply.  My cock was
leaking pre-cum and  her hand was sliding easily up and down the shaft.

     "You know Starr isn't her real name."  Said Kerry.  "Her real name is
Rachael.  That's who'se apartment I went over to tonight."  My wife was
watching me carefully, now.

     "I'm sure Rachael would like to come over and suck your cock again.  I
could probably talk her into fucking you too.  She said you really had her
turned on."  she was jacking me off quicker, now, and my pelvis was pushing
toward her pumping hand.

     "Would that turn you on?  knowing I was watching you fuck another
woman's wet cunt?"  Her dirty talk was really making me excited.  I groaned as
she fisted my cock.

     "Rachael said you were really getting off watching me and it's only
fair for you to let me get off watching you."  She was teasing me now, but I
didn't want her to stop jacking me off.  "Rachael
said you had quite a view.  She said you could see everything.  Hmmmm ...
Your cock is really getting hard.  Do you want me to tell you how it felt to
slide that man's big hard-on into me?"  I didn't reply, but my wife continued
anyway, knowing I couldn't bear for her to stop.

     "Just looking at the size of it made my pussy so wet ..." She said,
coyly biting her lower lip.  "Then when I was dancing, I couldn't keep my
hands off of it.  It was like someone else was in my body, like I didn't have
control of my actions"  My wife appeared to ponder for a moment as she
rubbed the skin on my cock up and down the shaft "His cock was so hot and
hard, I wanted to rub it all over my body.  I couldn't help myself and
I found myself rubbing my tits all over it.  It felt so big and slippery and
hard and all I wanted was to make him shoot his hot sperm."  She smiled at me
sweetly as she increased her tempo on my rigid cock.  "I have never seen a
cock so big.  When I put my hand on it I could feel his heart pounding as it
throbbed.  It made me really hot to imagine what it would feel like in my
pussy.
I was really ready to be fucked."

     "Why don't you suck it?" I asked.  My voice cracked.

     "Oh, honey, you don't want me to do that.  I wouldn't be able to talk
dirty to you."

     "I can tell it really turns you on to think about his big cock sliding
in and out of my wet pussy."
She purred sexily.  "Imagine me squatting over him with his big, beautiful
penis stretching my pussy so tight I can barely stand it and there is nothing
you can do to stop him from shooting his sticky cum in my cunt."

     "I could feel it pushing way up inside of me and it was so hard and
skippery, I couldn't help but slam my cunt down on it again and again.  I knew
I was going to cum and I felt so incredibly slutty, I just wanted to be that
man's whore;  I wanted him to fill me with his sperm."

     I began to cum fiercely.  My hot semen shot from my cock onto the floor
and across her hand.  My wife smiled and got up.  She got a tissue and wiped
her hand and cleaned up the mess.  I was still horny and my cock was still
semi hard.  I groped her short skirt and realized she wasn't wearing panties.

     "Come on, now."  She admonished .  "I think you've had enough for now."
She was teasing but I knew she meant it.  I backed off immediately.

************************************

     The next day at work, I couldn't stop thinking about my wife, the way
she had turned into such a slut.  I noticed a co-worker, John, who was really
no more than a work aquaintance, looked like he was pretty hung over and I
teased him about it.

     "I had a pretty wild night."  He admitted.  "I was at my cousin's
bachelor party and things got pretty wild."

     "Tell me more." I smiled.  John really looked like he'd had the time of
his life.

     "Well of course we were all drinking too much and watching pornos, but
then the strippers showed up and things just went crazy.  They were so hot.
They did this strip routine where they were peeling eachother's clothes off,
and they were really getting into it.  They started sucking eachother's tits
and rubbing their pussies.  I couldn't believe it.  Then they started taking
$5 tips for letting the guys to rub lotion on either their tits or thier ass.
They must have made a mint.

     "They got so into it they started rubbing lotion on eachother ..."
John shook his head as though he still couldn't believe what he'd seen.  "They
were actually getting off on this guy's living room floor.  I was taking
Polariods and they didn't even care."  John pulled a handful of pictures out
of his coat pocket and discreetly handed them to me.

     "I took these after they took a shower with the groom.  He told us
later that they both sucked his cock at the same time."  John paused to let me
look at the pictures.  I felt myself breathing in sharply as I looked at the
crude photos of my wife and her friend Rachael fucking a number of strange men
in various different positions.  Taking several cocks at once, lying on their
backs on the couch or the floor, my wife riding some guy's cock who was laying
back in an easy chair while he watched a porno on TV.

     "That's when it was my turn." Said John as he pointed at a picture he
had taken when Kerry had her beautiful lips stretched around his cock.

     "Wow."  I said.

     "Wow is right."  Said John.  "I thought she was going to suck the skin
right off.  Every guy must have shot his load into either her mouth or her
pussy.  She was one hot bitch."

     "Wish I'd have been there."  I said.  John chuckled and stuffed his
photos back in his pocket.

     I found myself in the bathroom stroking off.  The idea that John was
probably going to spend the rest of the day showing the guys in the office
pictures of my wife fucking and sucking a group of men really made me hard.  I
made a mental note not to go to the Christmas party.


*******************************

     When I got home from work, I stripped off my tie and hugged the kids.
Kerry was primping.

     "Why don't we drop the kids off at my parents?"  I said.  "we can spend
the evening alone."

     "I have plans to meet Rachael."  She said cooly.

     "Why don't I go along."  I suggested.  Kerry wouldn't look at me.

     "I don't think that's a good idea."  She said.

     "What about what you were saying yesterday?  About wanting to get
together with Rachael?"
Kerry warmed.

     "I'm looking foreward to it, honey.  I need to ask her, though.  We
can't just show up and expect her to go along."

     "I know where you were yesterday."  I said quietly.  Kerry didn't say
anything.  "A guy at work had pictures of a bachelor party."

     Kerry seemed to be trying to judge my intentions.  I really wasn't sure
what my intentions were.

     "Do you have another bachelor party to go to?"  I asked.

     "No."  She said.  "I'm going to someone's house."

     "Is Rachael going along?" I asked, suddenly enjoying the feeling of
being in control.

     "No she isn't."  Said Kerry .  I could see I was making her upset.
"Why ... What do you want?
Do you want to come and watch?  Is that what you're asking?  I thought for a
moment.

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     "Sure."  I said slowly.  "I think I should go along.  I don't want
anything bad to happen to you."
Kerry seemed to be thinking hard.

     "I don't think the guy would be too receptive if I brought you along."
She said.

     "I could wait in the car."  I countered.

     "What you mean is, you wouldn't mind watching through the window."  She
replied.
 "You pervert."  She was smiling now.

     "Hey, now."  I said,, jokingly offended by her remark.  "You call *me*
the pervert."

     Having dropped the kids off at their grandparents, we drove to another
part of the suburbs.
My wife instructed me to park on the street and she told me to wait a while
before approaching the house, *if* I was still interested in peeking in.
Kerry got out of the car and approached the house.  A man greeted her at the
door and after a brief exchange, the door closed and I was alone.  I waited 15
excruciating minutes before I finally got out of the car, quietly closed the
door, and crept up to the house.

     I didn't want the neighbors to call the police, so I went around back
where I hoped to watch in seclusion.  There were several dark windows as well
as a pair of french doors which opened onto a small patio which was surrounded
by a privacy fence.  Though it was dark, I could see the outline of a hot tub
inside the fence.

     I looked into the french doors.  There were lights and movement in what
appeared to be the living room, beyond a darkened kitchen.  I heard the dully
thumping bass of a stereo and my wife strutted into view.  Her top was off and
she swaying sexily to the music dressed in a lacy bra, a very short black mini
and high heels.  She was looking off to the side where I assumed her
customer was seated.

     My wife slowly eased her mini skirt up her hips, until her panty-covered
mound came into view.  She traced her fingers lightly over her slit, through
the thin lacy material.  She strutted toward the man and out of my view for a
minute or two and when she returned, she was no longer wearing her mini skirt.
She wore thong panties that left her full, rounded ass completely
bare except for a string that disappeared between her generous cheeks.

     Her dance was heating up and she was really grinding her hips.  She
began to tease the man by unhooking her bra in front and pretending to take it
off.  She didn't tease him long.  Soon, she was strutting in and out of view,
wearing only her thong panties.  Her heavy tits were smooth and creamy white.
Her thick nipples were erect and they pointed downward from her wide aereolas.
She pushed her tits up and together, rubbing them with the palms of her
hands.  She milked her stiff nipples and pinched them to make them even
stiffer.

     Finally she began to peel her panties, first only exposing the top of
her bush, then the rest; she rolled them over her hips and let them fall to
the floor.  Her dark pubic hair was trimmed close to her pubic mound and,
rather than obscure, it appeared to accentuate her beautiful labia.
She disappeared once again, this time for a longer time period and I began
to get concerned that I was missing out, so I crept to the side of the house
behind a bush to see if I could get a better view.  I looked through the
window to see the stranger, who was naked, sitting back on the couch.  He
looked like he was about fourty years old with a trim body and olive toned
skin.  His penis was uncircuncised and stood over his belly, fully erect.

     My beautiful wife strutted back and forth in front of him, showing him
her beautiful body.  He reached up and ran his hand over her hip, where it
flared outward from her waist, and down, as she passed, to the smooth skin of
her muscular ass.  She sat herself on the arm of the couch and ran her fingers
lightly down her chest.  Her fingertips found her nipples and they swirled
around, causing her aereolas to crinkle with excitement.  Her fingertips
continued to trace downward, to her flat belly where they played for a moment
with her bellybutton, then continued.
She plucked coyly at her thin pubic hair.

     Her labia was swollen with excitement and was distended from her cleft.
Her clitoris protruded at the top where her labia joined;  she lightly traced
her fingers over it and shivered with excitement.  My wife ran her fingers
hypnotically around her vaginal opening, smearing her swolen lips with the
secretions that leaked out.

     The stranger brushed his hand against the inside of her thigh, tickling
her taught skin, ran his hand across her pussy, bumping her clit lightly, then
to the other thigh where he swirled his hand lightly around, tracing the
muscles beneath.  My wife spread her legs wider in anticipation.  The
stranger ran his thick finger down the center of her stomach, deliberately
slowing as he rubbed her clitoris, then pushing it between the velvety lips of
her cunt.  She pushed her hips foreward and nibbled seductively on her lip.

     The man rubbed her pussy for a while longer, poking his thick finger
into her wet opening a few times, then Kerry took his hand and cleaned his
finger by taking it all the way into her mouth and slowly drawing it out as
she stared into his eyes.  Moving off the couch and lowering herself,
she reached down and grabbed the base of his cock.  She squatted and
reguarded his penis as she slowly jacked it off.  She took it into her mouth
and wetted it thouroughly with spit.  She swirled her soft pink tongue around
it's head, then took it in her mouth once again, corkscrewing her soft lips
against the skin of his shaft.  Kerry's cheeks flexed inward and she bobbed
her head up and down his cock like the professional whore she was.

     After a while, Kerry stopped and said something to the man.  The
stranger took my wife by the hand and led her into the kitchen.  I saw the
light come on at the back of the house and I crept around to investigate.  The
stranger and my wife were climbing into the hot tub.  The stranger had his
back to me, so I used the opportunity to approach the privacy fence.  Kerry
saw me but she didn't aknowledge my presence.

     Kerry straddled the strangers lap and, I assumed, lowered herself onto
his cock.  She stared into my eyes while he licked and sucked her tits and as
she slowly and deliberately slid her pussy up and down his cock.  Then she
smiled at me sexily, she knew how much it turned me on to witness her selling
her wet pussy.

     My slutty wife abruptly got up and bent over and leaned on the far side
of the tub.  Her beatuful ass was toward me and after the man fondled the
puffy outer lips of her cunt for a moment, he stood and slid his stiff cock
into her.  I watched as his ass cheeks flexed and his glistening cock
disappeared into her up to the hilt again and again, each time pulling out
until just his cock's head rested between her shiny lips.  Kerry groaned and
returned his thrusts.  She rotated her sexy ass and bucked her hips in time
with his frenzied jabs.

     The stranger reached foreward and grabbed a big breast in each hand.
He used them for handles as he rammed the length of his cock into her dripping
pussy.  She looked back over her shoulder and smiled sexily at him.

     "Fuck me."  She said.

     The stranger plowed her cunt all the harder, jarring her whole body
with each thrust.

     "Fuck me HARD." She said again.  My wife tilted her sexy hips back as
far she could to allow the man's cock the deepest possible penetration.  In a
frenzy of thrusts, the man finally reached orgasm and he rammed his spurting
prick into her as hard and as far as it would go and held it there until every
last drop of semen had been shot deep in her wet cunt.

     The stranger pulled his cock out and sat down heavily in the hot tub.
He was breathing heavily.  Kerry ran her fingers through his hair and
whispered something to him.

**************************

     Kerry got into the car and sat down.  She was flushed and she smelled
like chlorine.  She hadn't waited any time throwing on her clothes and dashing
to the car.  In the glow of the dash lights I could clearly see the outline of
her nipples beneath her top which clung to her damp breasts.  It told me she
wasn't wearing her bra and I assumed she wasn't wearing her thong either.

     "Tell me about it."  I said.  "Did you enjoy it?"  Kerry smiled and
looked over at me.

     "Sure.  I always do."  She purred.  "Did you enjoy watching?"

     "Yeah."  I said.

     "It really made me hot to see you there watching.  I felt so slutty and
sexy."  My wife confessed.  "I wanted you to see that man use me.  I wanted
you to watch as he fucked me hard and shot his sperm into me."  Kerry unzipped
my pants and pulled on my rigid cock.

     "Does it turn you on, honey?"  Kerry pouted.  "To watch me fuck for
money?"  Kerry pulled a wad of bills out of her pocket book.  It looked like
she had about $300.  She put the money back and continued to stroke me.

     "Why don't you pull over so I can fuck you with my cummy cunt?".  She
said.  She didn't have to ask twice.  I pulled over to the side of the road,
rolled the seat back and reclined it.  My wife climbed on top of me, shaking
with excitement.  Before she could plunge her pussy down on my cock, I reached
up and felt her swollen labia and her hard little clitoris nestled beneath the
hood.
Her whole pubic area was slippery with the stranger's semen.

     She lowered herself slowly on my aching penis.  Her cunt felt smooth,
hot and very wet.  She began to slowly ride me up and down.

     "I love being a whore."  She whispered in my ear.  "I loved it even
more when I knew you were watching.  I felt like such a slut and all I wanted
was to fuck him  for you and make him cum.  I wanted to rub my entire body on
his cock."  Kerry's pussy was leaking cum around the base of my cock as it
whisked effortlessly up and down my shaft.

     "Do you like the way my dirty cunt feels on your cock?  Is it smooth
and slippery?"  She whispered, leering in my ear.  "Did his cum make me all
ready for you you to fuck me?"  My wife artfully twisted her hips as she rode
my cock.

     "I can feel you inside me."  She said.  "I can feel the head of your
cock rub up and down the inside of my pussy."  Kerry tilted her hips foreward
so we could both watch my cock disappear in and out of her cunt.

     "Hmmm ...."  She groaned.  "That feels so nice."  She wiggled her ass
back and forth and rimmed her slick pink hole around my cock like an 'o'.  Her
swollen and shiny pussy lips gripped tenaciously at my cock each time she
lifted herself off of me.  It felt like her cunt was milking my cock gently.
I reached down to feel her silky vaginal lips and the region of her groin
where her legs joined her muscular hips as I slipped in and out of her.

     My wife became more and more excited.  A light coating of sweat coated
her muscular legs and she was earnestly screwing herself down on my stiff
cock.

     "I'm going to come."  She grunted.  She ground her clit against the
base of my cock and I began to spurt.  Before I was finished, Kerry orgasmed,
driving herself down on my slippery cock with a single minded determination.

     Afterward she lay on top of me, both of us just breathing.

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