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Archive name: Mw01.txt text #2601
Author: Robert Handle
Story title: "Help For Those Who Want To Fuck My Wife."
PART 1 of6
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This series of story's contains all sorts of sexual acts
between wife husband, and other men, woman and children
If any or all of these topics offend you, or you are
under the legal age of 18, please delete this file now!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ from Kristen's collection ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
PART I
A lot of men admire my wife, hell, more than that
really, most men desire her. 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
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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!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!