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May 1, 1995

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WIFE SHARING TREASURES  # 4
    (continued from #3)
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The subject of wife sharing is controversial and not accepted by
everyone, so please read no further if you have a distaste for it.
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Background:   In the last posting (Wife Share #3)  I described my
wife's liaison with a younger lover named Steve in our own home, and
how he dressed her up to accomodate his own fantasies for sluttiness,
then took pictures for what I was later to find out, was to further his
own excitement for putting photo ads in a swinger's paper to show he
and Sandra off as a couple looking for others.

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    Even though my wife Sandra's promiscuous sex life outside the home
is with my knowledge and urging, still I had considerable uneasiness
with how her younger lover Steve had so quickly and unexpectedly got us
both into something we were not prepared for or sure about.  Steve had
taken some very erotic photos of Sandra as she posed for him in a
number of outfits especially selected for her by him.  Some were of
Sandra clad in various combinations of lingerie like nylons, bras,
bustiers and heels, and others had her in full bar room whore attire
with a mini dress looking to be a size too small, sharply contrasting
colorful heels and painted lips, stockings, and still more of her
posing in the passenger seat of a nice car with the seat reclined, her
blousee pulled open and her breasts exposed with her mini skirt hiked
up to show the tops of her gartered nyons and parted legs.  the mesage
in these photos was unmistakable, and for other men or couples looking
for a woman for unparalled pleasures, these photos were telling a
story.
    Sandra and I ended up with mixed feelings ... obvious excitement
over this new territory that we had never tried, and cautiousness about
the possible risks.  Its not that we never thought of more daring
adventures before, because it always heated my wife's pussy during past
love making sessions when I talked of wanting to bring some friends or
other males acquaintances up to the house to have fuck sessions with
her.  But I could never afford the embarrassment and effects on my work
and our standing in the community if something like this ever blew up
in our faces.  Steve seemed the perfect addition to our dreams.
    Steve published three ads with the photos of my wife and one of the
two of them together, but with the identifyable features of their faces
blackened out.  Steve invited Sandra over to his house one weekend soon
after than and showed her the pictures and all the mail he had been
receiving at his P.O.Box.  Sandra was absolutely beside herself in
amazement over all the letters received and the photos that men and
couples had enclosed of themselves in return.  The thought of so many
men responding to her so sexually like this, was a major turn to the
way she regarded her looks and figure, and it drove her into such
delightful long lasting horniness.
    This was a 38 year old woman of a very conservative background who
was being hand-led by a young lover who was intent on showing off her
sexual attributes to who knows how many complete strangers. Steve
worked hard on her to soothe her underlying nervousness, as well as her
timid excitment, by filling her ears with whispers of encouragement and
fantasy fullfilment opportunities....and appealing to her own real
desires to want to know the feeling of freeing herself of the bondage
of marriage and live some select evenings of being a cheap slut and
other man's whore.  But I wouldnt let her be completely free of her
marriage bonds, because she was still my wife and when she returned
from her slutty liaisons with other men, it was the cum from my cock
that would be the last to enter her for the night, and mix with that
from the rest of her male friends who got between her legs.
    As they looked at the pictures and the letters, Steve suggested
they go out dancing that night.  Neither one would openly say to the
other what was really swirling around in their minds, or even if they
were thinking the same things.  Sandra was probably too embarrased to
admit the fantasies she was already having, as she said yes to the
dance night offer.
    Sandra dressed at Steve's house in one of the outfits he kept for
her there.  a one-piece mini dress high above the knees and an elastic
top around the bust and string shoulder straps, beige thigh high
nylons, heels, deep red half bra and panties, and sparkling red lips.
When Steve fitted a below-the-shoulder-length auburn colored wig to
her, my wife was no longer recognizable as the same woman who would
accompany in the past to school meetings.
    All evening at the dance club, a number of men traded off dancing
with Sandra, some quite youthful compared to her, and many enamored so
much that they kept looking for every opportunity they could to get
another dance...hopefully something slow.
    During a break, Steve pulled my wife aside and suggested they take
some more pictures outside.  Sandra excused herself for a moment and
went into the ladies room where she freshened her lipstick and took a
few minutes to insert her birth control device, feeling that before
long her hornyness would be no longer bearable and that she would make
Steve have sex with her and "dare to knock her up with his impregnating
cum".
    But during the pictures and various posing scenarios of my wife
laying back on the passenger's seat and exposing herself, Steve invited
one of her admirers over, who was lingering nearby, to have his picture
tken with her.  Chet had been dancing with Sandra earlier and was so
turned onto her that he had come outside with his friend Bill to see if
she was leaving, then he stood from afar watching STeve take the
pictures.  Chet bent down next to Sandra, who was seated in the car
still, and Steve snapped a photo, then Sandra was turning so excited
over being such a center of attention and having all these men around
her, that she took Chet's hand and placed it on her upper thigh next to
her pussy hole and then called out to Steve to take another picture, as
she turned and pressed her lips against Chet's mouth and kissed him.
    I had been quiet all this time, always in the background, always in
the distance, always wanting to be a part of my wife's whoreing around,
but knowing that I just couldnt leave my car parked in the lot no more
than 8 spaces away because of the awkwardness I know that I would feel.
Steve was giving my wife something I wanted to do myself but just dont
know how, and cant take the chances.  I envied this.  And I continued
to masturbate frantically.
    Steve put the camera away because he too was nearing the height of
his sexual feeling. He was witnessing his own work in how he
transformed a beautiful married woman into his own personal cock
lusting street whore, and it was almost too much even for him.  He
grabbed a blanket from the trunk of his car and spread it out on the
nearby lawn and behind some low growing shrubbery, then coaxed Chet and
Sandra out of the car and over to the blanket under the cautious
pretense someone might interrupt them if they didnt get some more
privacy.
    Sandra layed down on the blanket, unzipping the back of her mini
dress and then chet pulled it the rest of the way off, along with her
heels.  Chet was totally beyond himself at that moment and could hardly
calm himself enough to toss off his own pants and shirt.  No one was
objecting so he knew this was his, and only his moment with Sandra at
that time.  He got between my wife's legs and just started to fuck her
wildly with long, hard strokes.  bill was nearby watching in disbelief
and starting to masturbate his own cock and I knew he must be
internally wondering if he would get a turn on her.  Chet shot his load
into Sandra quickly and he no sooner got off of her, when Bill hurried
over and sat down beside her just as she was lifting herself back into
a sitting position.  Sandra saw bill and immediately embraced him and
they locked in a kiss.  Sandra grabbed his erect cock and started
jerking it up and down, and Bill kept moving and manipulating his body
towards the back of Sandra until she finally yielded to what she then
knew he wanted, and she turned over on her knees and helped him slam
into her pussy from behind, and start humping her doggie style while
one of his hands was on the ground supporting his body and the other
feeling her tits.  Bill kept balling my wife from behind for what
seemed like a long time and i could hear him gasping as he reached his
climax, tensed up, and shot everything he had deep into her.
    Steve intervened and as everyone was recovering from exhaustion he
asked Bill and Chet to please leave the two of them alone for awhile
now, and that they will all talk more later on.  With Steve and Sandra
alone on the blanket now, she caught her breath ,but she didn't feel
done.  This was a night that was never previously dreamed of by either
me or my wife, and she was living it to the fullest.  Sandra took out
her lipstick and knowing how Steve is so fetish driven over her red and
glossed lips, she put on a special showing for him, straighted her
nylons, and then climbed on top of him to let his rock hard erection
know the feeling of how it was going to be to fuck another load of cum
into this waiting married woman.
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