                              The Shoe Store
                                 By RLM

            My wife, Paula, loves to flash her body.  She found out
just how much it turns me on very early in out marriage and we had
wonderful sexy times with her flashing for several years afterwards.
However, even though she had flashed dozens of men, sometimes
letting them see her pussy, she had never allowed any of them access
to her body.  That all changed on a vacation to Dallas when we did
it in an xxx-rated porno movie theater. She had flashed her tits and
legs at several men sitting around us and one thing led to another
so that eventually Paula ended up with hands all over her tits, legs
and thighs. It was just a short step from there to fingers being in
her pussy, then a tongue.  Several jacked off on my wife and then
later in the parking lot, two men fucked her as we were trying to
leave.  Those two and two more joined us in the car and returned to
our hotel with us where they had sex with my wife for the rest of
the night.  After that, a lot of things changed.

           It was Saturday and Paula announced that she wanted to go
out to dinner.  I had planned on watching the ball game, but would
never pass up the chance to go with my sexy wife anywhere she wants
to go.  I was reading the evening newspaper when she finally came
downstairs and announced that she was ready to go.  I looked up and,
as usual, got an erection from seeing what my wife was wearing.  My
wife's slender waist emphasized her lush hips and huge 36D tits that
bounced as she moved down the stairs.  The upper third of both
breasts were exposed and the large nipples made peaks on the tight
sheathe dress she wore.  My gaze wandered down to her ass and legs.
The sheathe fit her like a second skin and the hemline was at least
six inches above her knees.  It just barely covered the full thrust
of her ass.   When she reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw that
she wore black spikes with four-inch heels that had silver
highlights and straps around her ankles. She had on sheer hose.  I
wondered if they were pantyhose or something else.   Her lipstick
was a sultry red.  She had done her nails and eyelashes.  She even
wore eye shadow. Sparkling earrings dangled from both earlobes.  She
had bracelets on both wrists and two rings on each hand, but not one
of them was her wedding ring.  I scanned the tight-fitting sheathe
and couldn't detect the slightest hint of anything underneath the
dress.

"You look fantastic," I blurted. "Thank you.  I thought you might
like it." "What have you got on underneath?" "That's my business.
Get your coat.  We're going out to dinner, then who knows what after
that."

As we walked to our car, I could see Paula's tits bouncing with her
every step. "You don't have on a bra", I exclaimed, my cock getting
harder.

"As a matter of fact, I don't.  Do you like my big tits half exposed
and naked underneath my dress?  Do you think other men are going to
like your wife's bit tits", she teased.  I realized that I had an
erection and told her so.   "Good.   You're going to be getting a
lot of those tonight."

When Paula slid into the car, she let her sheath slid even further
up her thighs and I could see the tops of her hose and her bare
flesh above the dark band at the top.   "You're not wearing
pantyhose."

"That's right, I'm not.   I don't wear pantyhose anymore.  It's much
more fun to wear panties....  or nothing."

My cock was so hard from looking at my sexy wife, I thought I might
cum in my pants.  I kept stealing glances at her as we drove to our
favorite restaurant.   Before we got halfway there, she stopped me
and told me to drive to popular single's club.  "Are you sure", I
asked.  Paula just smiled and asked me what was the point of getting
dressed up if she wasn't going to let anyone see her.  The place was
essentially a singles bar where men did there best to pick up a
sexual partner for the evening.

"Are you sure you want to go to this place", I asked.  

"If you don't want to go, you can just drop me off and pick me up
later after you've had your dinner."


"I can't believe you'd go there without me!"

"Why not?  You're going to have to get used to a lot of things from
now on."

The club was dark and plush.  Several couples were dancing and
several others were kissing and fondling each other in dark corners
of the room.  We took a table close to the dance floor and waited
for a waiter to arrive.  When he showed up to take our drink orders,
I noticed that he was staring at my wife's half exposed tits.  When
he stared, she crossed her legs causing the sheath to slide all the
way up to her ass.  The stocking top was fully exposed as well as
about three inches of her thigh flesh.  The waiter took it all in,
staring openly, alternating between her tits and her thighs.

The waiter wasn't the only man in the club enjoying my wife's show.
Several men at the bar were also looking at her legs as her
spike-heeled foot swung back and forth.  We were sipping our drinks
when one of them approached our table and asked my wife to dance.

"Do you mind", she asked.

What could I say?  I just nodded dumbly and watched the man lead my
wife onto the dance floor.  For the next twenty minutes I watched
them moving together.  With every minute, my wife seemed to be
pressing her body closer and closer to her dance partner.  He now
had her tits mashed into his chest and his hands were roaming freely
over the lush swell of her buttocks.  It seemed to me like she was
grinding her cunt against his bulge. I knew he must have an erection
from feeling my wife the way he was.

The soup arrived and I concentrated on eating it with some of the
bread just to get my mind off of what was happening on the dance
floor.  I was very nervous about all this happening in a crowded
club, but I also realized that my cock was extremely hard from
watching my wife rubbing her body against her dance partner.  When I
next looked up, my wife and her dance partner were no where to be
seen.  I looked all over the floor and couldn't find them.  I even
asked one of the women to check the ladies room for me.  She wasn't
there either.  Finally, I gave up and returned to our table and
dinner.

I was almost finished with dinner before my wife returned to our
table.  She smiled, sat down and began to eat the London broil she
had ordered.  I couldn't stand it.

"Where did you go?  Where have you been?  I've been looking all over
for you", I demanded. "I went outside with Kirk." "Who's Kirk"? "The
man I was dancing with", she replied as she sipped her wine. "You
were gone 30 or 40 minutes!"

"Was it that long?  It didn't seem that long." "What were you doing
outside with him"?

She took another bite of the London broil, tilted her head and
looked at me, straight in the eye for a few moments before she
answered..."I was being fucked."

I choked on my food and had a coughing fit.  When I got myself under
control, I stared at my wife.   "You're not serious are you.  You
really fucked that guy?"    I was really stunned.  We had had one
previous experience in which I had seen my wife being fucked, but
that had been when we were out of town on vacation.

"No.  I didn't fuck him.  He fucked me.   And he made your wife cum
three times while he was doing it."

"But where...how?  You didn't have time to go anywhere."

"Oh... he was too hot to go anywhere.  I had been rubbing my cunt
all over him for 20 minutes on the dance floor and he was going
crazy.  He fucked me in the back seat of his car.  I just laid down
on the seat, put one foot against the ceiling of the car and the
other over the front seat so that I was spread open for him.   First
he sucked me to a hard orgasm and when my pussy was throbbing, he
mounted me and put his cock into my cunt while I was still in the
middle of my first orgasm... That made he explode all over again.
He rammed me really hard and then filled my hole with a huge cum
load."

"But my god... how could you have done something like that without
telling me." "Would you have stopped me", Paula asked. "No, but ,
well, I mean... "  My words trailed off to silence. "Would you have
sneaked out and watched him fucking me?"

I didn't answer.

"Your cock is hard now, isn't it?  You're imagining how it must have
looked for me to be spread out on the back seat of that car with
Kirk mounted on me... fucking me. You wanted to watch it, didn't
you?"

"Yes", I moaned as my cock throbbed in my pants.

Paula just smiled and finished her dinner.  She motioned for our
waiter who came running when he saw that my wife was sitting with
her legs spread so that he could see up her dress.  He couldn't take
his eyes from between her thighs as she ordered another glass of
wine.  I also looked and saw she wasn't wearing any panties.  Her
cum-covered cunt was in full view.   Little strands of semen clung
to her lips and her pubic hair was matted.

"He took your panties", I blurted.
"No he didn't.  I never wore any."

My wife looked at me and crossed her legs shutting off the view.
"Kirk was very good.  He has a big cock and he was able to get hard
again almost immediately after he fucked me the first time.   I
sucked him until he was throbbing.  I thought he was going to shoot
it in my mouth, but he pulled it out, turned me over onto my hands
and knees and gave it to me doggie-style the second time.  I came
again when he filled your wife with his second cum load, Honey."

On the drive home, my wife removed her breasts from her sheath and
played with her nipples.  Her dress was high enough on her thighs to
let me see her cum-drenched pussy. I had to pass several trucks on
the freeway and she smiled at the drivers each time, holding her big
tits up for them to see.  By the time we were home, I had a raging
hard on and just had to fuck her.  I thought she might refuse, but
she told me that she needed another fuck. However, there was a
price.  I had to suck all the cum from her pussy before she would
let me fill her with my load.

After that night, things were never the same again.  Paula began to
wear incredibly erotic clothing.. miniskirts and micromini skirts
that barely covered her ass, see-through blouses , sometimes without
a bra, depending on where we were going.  She rarely wore a bra or
panties.   Many times she would be dressed to kill when I got home
from work.  We would go out for the evening and I would stay hard
the entire time as Paula flashed her body as we had done for years.
The difference now, however, was that I never knew when she would
going to let a guy fuck her.

One Saturday about a month after our evening at the supper club, she
invited me to go shopping with her.  I really don't like shopping,
but I didn't want to let her go alone.  We shopped most of the day
until finally Paula entered a small, but expensive, ladies shop.
She approached the clerk, a handsome man of about 30, and told him
that she wanted to see some new shoes.  She explained that she was
interested in something sexy that men would like to see her wearing.
The clerk beamed with pleasure, hardly able to tear his eyes away
from my wife's big thrusting tits.  Finally, he managed to get his
thoughts sufficiently together to go to the back storeroom and get
some shoes.  Within minutes, he returned with five boxes to find my
wife sitting in the fitting area with her shapely legs crossed and
me sitting a couple of chairs to the side.

The clerk moved a small fitting stool directly in front of my wife
and selected a pair of black spikes with three-inch heels and a
single strap.  He asked Paula if they were the sort of thing she had
in mind, and when she nodded, he suggested that she try them on.  In
response, Paula uncrossed her legs and moved her right foot up onto
the fitting platform, her dress falling away from her thigh as she
did so.

The clerk fumbled as he removed her shoe and replaced it with the
black spike.  In his position, he could see halfway up her thighs.
With great difficulty he forced himself to avert his eyes.  When the
first shoe was in place, he couldn't keep from watching as my wife
moved her right foot to the side and her left up onto the platform.
In the process, she opened her legs even more.  It was impossible to
keep from looking.

When both shoes were on, Paula rose and examined them in the
mirror, raising her dress even higher as she did so.  She struck a
seductive pose and asked the clerk what he thought.  He never took
his eyes off my wife's legs as he told her in detail how nice they
looked.

"Do you think they make my legs look sexy?" "They look marvelous.
Absolutely marvelous!", the clerk stammered. "Why thank you.  That's
very nice of you to say so.  Do you really like my legs?", Paula
asked as she lifted her skirt halfway up her thighs.

The clerk squirmed uncomfortably, glancing at me and trying to hide
his erection. "Don't worry about my husband.  He doesn't care if you
look at my legs."

Sitting down in front of the clerk again, Paula smiled and asked to
try on another pair.  Once more her foot rose, and this time, she
kept her legs slightly farther apart as he fitted her with a pair of
red pumps.  From the way she was sitting, I was certain that the
clerk was able to see at least to the tops of Paula's stockings.  By
the time he had fastened the second shoe, the clerk had stopped
trying to avert his eyes and staring directly up my wife's dress.

Once again Paula went through the routine of examining the shoes and
asking the clerk how they looked on her.  My cock was now hard as
steel watching my wife tease this man.  Holding her dress high on
her thighs, Paula smiled, " I think they make me look like a slut."
She looked into the clerk's eyes.  "Do you think they make me look
like a slut?"

"No, of course not", the clerk protested. "Oh come on... If these
aren't fuck-me pumps, I've never seen a pair."  Paula lifted her
skirt even higher exposing her panties.   "I think I look like a
slut.  I really like them.  I'll take this pair.  Show me some
more."

Two more pairs of shoes followed with Paula keeping her legs parted
just about the same amount each time, giving the clerk ample
opportunity to take in every detail of her thighs.  When she sat
down to try on the fifth pair, a sequin-studded pair of open-toed
pumps with five-inch heels, she allowed her dress to ride even
higher.  The action didn't escape the clerk's notice.  He responded
by moving her foot as high on the platform as he could to give
himself the best possible view.  His eyes caressed her and tried
desperately to see even further up her dress.  My wife was becoming
very excited now.  When he repeated this move with the second foot,
she helped him still more by parting her thighs wider.  I knew
without a doubt that he was now able to see all the way up to her
pantie-covered cunt.

The bulge in the clerk's crotch left no doubt that he had a raging
hard-on.  His erection tented his pants which moved every time his
penis throbbed with excitement.  He strapped the second shoe in
place and Paula opened her legs another few inches so that he could
see the full plane of her cunt covered only by the thin crotch band
of her wet panties. The clerk stared directly at it.  Almost a full
minute passed with Paula keeping her legs spread open for him.
Suddenly she closed her legs and asked the clerk to bring out some
shoes with high heels that strapped around her ankles.  He said he
would be glad to do so, but that he would first have to lock up the
store as it was past closing time.  When he rose, my wife stared at
his erection.

While waiting, my wife leaned over and whispered, "God...I'm
hot...so hot...I can feel my cunt beginning to throb!" "Take off
your panties so he can see your cunt", I gasped, my own cock
throbbing. "Do you really want me to?  He might fuck your wife right
here in the middle of the store."  She pressed her thighs together
and shuddered.  "You want to see him fuck me, don't you?"

Before I could answer, the clerk returned carrying a single pair of
black five-inch spikes with long straps.  His erection was obvious.
He could hardly wait to see more of my wife because he moved a
second fitting stool into position beside the first one.  Without
hesitation, he lifted Paula's foot onto the platform, removed her
shoe, and replaced it with the black spike.  When he was ready for
the second foot, he moved the first one not onto the floor, but onto
the second stool.  My wife was now not only spread open, but both of
her legs were elevated as well.  Her dress slid back to mid-thigh
and the clerk stroked her calf and stared openly at the narrow band
of thin material covering her cuntal opening.

"Can you see everything? Do you want me to spread wider?", she asked.
"Yes.  Spread wider", the clerk ordered.
"You do it, Honey.  Open me up wide."

The clerk shoved the fitting stools apart another foot causing my
wife's thighs to gape open.  She held her position to permit his
gaze to drill directly between her splayed thighs, while his hands
stroked up and down the expanse of her leg.  Her breathing was
becoming more rapid and her hips began to undulate on the chair.
The clerk didn't hesitate. His hands touched the inside of her
thighs and moved directly upward to stroke the length of Paula's wet
slit through her panties.

My wife moaned in passionate response.  "Ooohhhh... I'm starting to
throb... my clit... oouuuu.. it's throbbing... I think I'm going to
cum!"

The man moved his fingers onto her clit, but she grabbed his hand t
stop him.  He was having none of that.  Firmly, he freed his hand
and began to massage her clit shaft through the wetness of her
panties.   My wife exploded. 	"Aahheeeee....Oooouuuuu...you're
making me cummm....oohhh yesssss.... I'm cumming...."

The clerk felt my wife throbbing beneath the panties and started to
push his fingers into her.   "Please..not yet... Show me one more
pair of shoes."

I felt like I was going to cum in my pants.  What a bitch his wife
was.. even when she was cumming, she wouldn't stop teasing the poor
clerk.  When the clerk had vanished into the back of the store once
again, I leaned over and whispered to my wife, "Take off your
panties.  Show him you cunt."  This time she offered no objection.
Her hips arched and she quickly stripped the panties down her
nylon-sheathed legs.  She handed them to me and I felt the crotch.
It was soaked with her juices.  My wife crossed her legs once more
and waited.

Soon the clerk was seated directly in front of my wife again.  He
ran his hands up her legs until he grasped her behind the knee.
Pulling her crossed legs apart, he quickly stripped off her shoe and
slipped her foot into a white spike.  She pressed her foot directly
against his erection while he fastened the strap.  I rubbed my own
cock as I watched him staring up her dress into the darkness at the
upper reaches of her thighs.

Without being asked, Paula moved her foot away from his crotch and
spread herself wide for him.  The intake of his breath was audible
when he saw the pubic hair surrounding my wife's naked cunt.  She
slowly raised her legs and placed her feet on the fitting stools to
expose herself completely.  The man rubbed his cock and moved the
second stool to spread my wife wide open.  Her cunt lips gaped
exposing the wet hole.  With a quick motion, the clerk pushed her
dress up to her hips so that he could see her pulsating wet slit
even better. My wife was losing control;  her hips were openly
thrusting her cunt upward.

Running his hands up the inside of her thighs, he pulled Paula
forward and pressed her legs open even wider.  His fingers
penetrated her in one smooth stroke.  I had my own cock and was
stroking it, my eyes glued to the clerk's fingers thrusting in and
out of Paula's cunt.   Suddenly, my wife began to cum for the second
time.  She continued to moan for over a minute, her entire vagina
throbbing around the clerk's fingers.

As soon as her climax subsided, he lowered his mouth and sucked the
throbbing clitoris between his lips.  My wife groaned deep in her
throat; her passion mounting instantly to a raging fire.  The man's
tongue began to lash up and down the shaft of the turgid clit
causing my wife's moans to turn to shrieks of pleasure.  Her body
stiffened and her hips thrust her crotch upward as she started to
cum for the third time.  Still the clerk did not let up.  His
fingers probed both her pussy and asshole while his tongue lashed
her jerking clitoris.  My wife was going wild.  I was jacking off
furiously as I watched my wife being sucked and fingered into
another powerful orgasm.

I saw the clerk had his own cock out and ready.  He moved between my
wife's thighs and placed the swollen head directly against her
throbbing hole.  With one hard thrust, he drove himself in and began
to fuck her.  His hips snapped back, pulling his cock almost out of
the groaning woman, and then ramming forcefully back into her
waiting cunt. I could easily see her cuntal lips stretching wide to
receive the thick shaft as it slid all the way into her.  He had it
buried now and was fucking Paula with hard slamming strokes that
forced her butt back against the chair.  His hips snapped rapidly
back and forth, delivering one hard fuck stroke after another into
her open cunthole.

I couldn't hold back any longer.  A huge stream of cum gushed from
my cock, landing several feet away on the carpet.  Several more
streams followed this until the cum was running over my hand and
dripping onto the floor.

The clerk pulled his cock from my wife's cunt and told her to get on
the floor on her back.  Instantly, Paula obeyed.  Once on her back,
she lifted her hips and pulled her dress up about her waist.  With
her cunt now fully exposed, she lowered her hips to the carpet and
lifted her legs until her white spikes pointed toward the ceiling.
In this position, her cunt was a perfect, wet target for the clerk's
steel-hard cock.  He wasted no time.  Dropping between my wife's
widespread thighs, he rammed his full length into her.  Again his
hips fucked his cock into the sucking hole of Paula's vagina.  She
squeezed the thick shaft with her cunt muscles as it fucked into her
depths.  Within moments, I knew she could feel the man beginning to
throb inside her pussy.  His hips hammered his length into my wife
faster and faster.

I watched almost in shock.  My wife was spread wide with her dress
shoved up to her waist being fucked senseless by a total stranger
right in the middle of the store.  I watched Paula lift her legs
higher to give him full access to her hole.  The man's butt pounded
into the wide expanse of her open legs.  Suddenly, I noticed his
strokes shortening and the muscles of his ass clench.  He was about
to cum!  He rammed himself in deep and groaned as thick jets of cum
shot into my wife's cunt.  His strokes slowly decreased in
intensity.  The cum overflowed and seeped between the lips of
Paula's pussy and the still pistoning cock to slide down the crack
of her ass.

The clerk did not move from between her spread legs and Paula made
no effort to get up.  Instead, his hips continued to do a slow grind
while he worked the top of her dress down to her waist to gain
access to her huge tits.  Her nipples were both rigidly erect.
Paula groaned softly as his fingers stroked them.  She groaned even
louder when he sucked the nipples into his mouth, his hands
squeezing both big melons while he sucked and tongued her.  His hips
never stopped their grinding motion and my wife's hips were
beginning to move again.

My wife opened her eyes and watched as I jacked off staring at the
man fucking her. She groaned softly when she felt the cock growing
bigger and harder inside her cunt. "Ooohhhh..he's getting hard
again!"

His grinding motion was slowly changing to steady strokes in and out
of my wife's vagina now.  He was obviously going to fuck her again.
His ass muscles were quivering with pleasure as they thrust his hips
forward, feeding inch after inch of his cock into my wife's vagina.
I could see her shudder when the base of the cock crushed against
her clit. He pulled himself partway out.  Her cunt lips seemed to
expand around his gleaming wet shaft.  He poised over her for a
moment with just the head inside, and then snapped forward, driving
his entire length back into her depths.  He began to fuck my wife
with steady, measured thrusts, riding her high to keep constant
friction on her clit.  He wasn't going fast, but he was hitting into
her hard and deep.  Paula drew her legs up, bending them at the
knees.  Her garter straps cut into the flesh of her stretched thighs
as she wrapped her legs tightly about the clerk's driving butt.

I could tell that my wife as about to cum again.  Her eyes screwed
tightly shut and her mouth opened, forming a large oval.  She
squeezed her legs about her fucker's hips and pumped her ass up and
down, meeting his every thrust, driving his spear deep into her
cunt, again and again.  She cried out and her whole body shuddered
and shook, but the clerk didn't even slow down.  He kept socking in
and out of her convulsing pussy while she squealed and writhed
beneath him.

He gave her no time to recover.  Instead, he began to fuck her even
faster and harder. She responded immediately and soon was bucking
wildly, her ass flying up and down, her tits bouncing in rhythm to
the driving strokes of the man's penis into her overheated vagiinal
passage.  His thick cock plugged her sex opening fully.  I could see
it glistening with their combined juices on every outward stroke.
The sound was incredible.  Every time he pulled out of my wife,
there was a wet, sucking sound from all the cum pooled inside her
cunt, and each time he drove into her body, her cunt squished as the
juices were forced out.  The cum was being churned into a white
froth that coated the length of his cock and the entire plane of my
wife's cunt.

Paula was losing control again.  She still had her legs upraised,
her ankles locked about the man's ass, but now they began slipping
down.  Her legs splayed wider apart and her calves rode his ass.
Her white spikes heels jerked in the air as his ass rose and
descended between her thighs.  Looking down, I could see my wife's
asshole lengthening and shortening in response to the cock driving
up and down the length of her vagina.  Her cunt hole was stretched
into a wide oval by the hard shaft that plunged like a piston in and
out of the wet cylinder of my wife's squishing pussy.

When he was ready to cum in my wife, the clerk hooked her legs in
the crook of his arms and lifted them high and wide.  Her thighs
split wide apart and her new spike heels pointed toward the ceiling.
He roared and started fucking straight down into her cunt like a
jackhammer.  Every stroke was long and deep.  My wife grunted loudly
each time the cock slugged into the bottom of her hole.  Suddenly,
my cum exploded over Paula's face and tits. Spurt after spurt rained
down on her jerking body splattering over her bouncing tits,
shooting into her open mouth, and covering her cheeks.  She opened
wider so that the next stream shot directly into her mouth hole.

The man fucking her responded by ramming his cock into Paula's
upturned cunt even faster, hitting her hard with short two-inch
jabs.  Her pussy squished as cum and juices belched up and out onto
her bouncing ass.  The man screamed and began to shoot jet after jet
of hot cum into my wife's waiting hole.  Paula shrieked loudly and
exploded into another orgasm as she took the load.  Their bodies
hammered together, his hips ramming forward to plant the cock deep
inside the Paula's cunt, her ass hunching upward to take every inch.
More cum poured into her.  The juices spurted up and out of her
tightly plugged hole.  Her clit jerked wildly in hot passion as she
was relentlessly fucked by the clerk.

My wife was breathing in labored gasps in the midst of the fierce
fucking she was receiving.  Her upraised legs allowed me to see her
asshole winking spastically while cum oozed past the clerk's
plugging cock to run down her ass cheeks.  His clenching butt cheeks
told me that he was still unloading cum into my wife's vagina.
Slowly the man pulled his semihard cock from Paula's cunt and her
legs fell to the carpet.  She lay there spread wide open, her dress
bunched at her waist, her cum-covered tits exposed, her hairy cunt
twitching spastically.  It gaped wide open from the fierce fucking
she had received.  Her vagina was completely filled with the clerk's
thick white cum which ran steadily down the crack of her ass to the
carpet.

I cleaned myself up and browsed in the front of the shop while I
waited for my wife to join me.  Before I realized it, 15 minute had
passed and my wife had still not joined me.  I walked to the back of
the store and immediately realized why.  She was kneeling in front
of the clerk, her hands clutching his buttocks as she sucked his
cock.  He was steel hard again. It looked as if he hadn't even cum
yet.  His cock stood at rigid attention so that Paula had to pull it
down to get it inside her mouth hole.

I heard the clerk order my wife to get onto her hands and knees.
She obeyed immediately, turning to present her ass to the clerk.
"Lower your head to the carpet, Baby... yeah...That's the way.
Stick that beautiful ass up in the air, you hot Slut.   Higher!...
Yeah..That's it."

My wife's head rested on the carpet.  Her knees were pulled under
her so that her butt was thrust high into the air.  The clerk
stepped behind her and gazed with lust at the wet, cum-filled
vaginal orifice.  I watched him as he placed the head of his penis
against her cunt.  My wife groaned in anticipation.  Then, with slow
precision, the hard cock was pushed into her cunt.  My wife moaned
loudly as it went in.  The clerk pulled her hips backwards to impale
my wife completely and then began to fuck in and out of her pussy
with pounding strokes, each one causing my wife's body to jolt
forward and ripping a grunt of pleasure from her that seemed to come
straight from her pussy.  I watched the clerk move his cock in deep
and ram it against my wife's womb.  She moaned louder and hunched
against the cock inside her hole.

We could both see my wife's asshole opening and closing each time
she was penetrated.  The clerk smiled at me, pulled his cock out of
the wet cunt and pressed it against my wife's asshole.  Paula
groaned but did not pull away.  He pushed and her asshole opened
form him.  My wife was relaxing her sphincter to allow him to fuck
into her ass.  The clerk pushed and felt his cock slide easily into
my wife's ass.  He went in so easily that I knew that Kirk and some
or all of the men at the porno theater must have been in her ass
many times .

We didn't leave the store for another hour.  It ended by both of us
fucking Paula and her screaming and cumming as she received two
cocks at the same time.  As I said, my life has never been the same.

RLM

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