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                             Mary and Her Men

     I met my present wife when we were still both married, she to a
stodgy, unimaginative executive who thought sex was too much trouble,
and I to a prude who thought sex was dirty.
     Mary and I had a three-year affair which resulted in both of us
getting a divorce so that we could marry each other.  Mary is 45,
5'8", weighs 130 lb., and has a 36-28-36 figure.  Her breasts are
somewhat small and sag just a bit, but she has tremendously exciting,
long legs and a classy look about her--a truly sexy woman.
One reason I married Mary was because she was willing to try
anything once, and most things twice if they didn't hurt.  We had
planned a totally open marriage, and swinging was definitely okay both
ways.  We hadn't been married a month before we got our first chance
for a new adventure.
     Four other guys and I had planned on going to San Francisco for
a ball game, and Mary asked if she could accompany us. I agreed, but
added that she might have to keep us all happy.  Her eyes sparkled.
Mary wore a short-sleeve blouse, a knee-length skirt, and heels. 
At my urging, she wore no bra and a pair of black bikini panties. 
Mary and I were in the front seat with Dennis and Kent, Hank and Don
were in the back seat.  Kent and Hank are in their late thirties, and
Don and Dennis are in their late twenties.  
     Once we were on the freeway and rolling, I let my right hand
drop onto Mary's knees.  Unconsciously and almost automatically, Mary
spread her legs, and I slowly slid my hand upward, carrying her skirt
with it.  Although I kept my eyes on the road, I heard her intake of
breath as I finally touched her furry box through the panties.  I
glanced sideways and saw Dennis staring in open shock and lust at
Mary's long, bare legs, which were so spread so wide her right knee
was in his lap. 
     I rubbed my fingers slowly up and down the slick, quickly
heating material covering Mary's crotch, and she was making noises of
sexual excitement as her legs began to move.  The others were unaware
at this point that anything was happening--except, of course, Dennis,
who continued to stare in wide-eyed wonder between Mary's legs.  
After about a mile of teasing and rubbing, Mary was ready to
climb the wall.  She now had one hand on my right thigh and the other
on Dennis's left, her long nails digging into the material of our
pants. 
      "Help me slide her panties off, Dennis," I said casually, as I
slid my fingers inside the waistband of Mary's panties.
      "Oh, Lord!" Mary gasped.
      "Lord!" Dennis echoed, but as Mary raised her butt off the seat,
his left hand grasped the material of her panties, too, and together
we slid them down over her long, tanned legs and I tossed them onto
the dash.
      Again I slid my hand between Mary's legs, and this time, she
draped her left knee over my right leg and her right one over
Dennis's.  My arms had pushed the white, full skirt completely up
above her waist.  Now Dennis had a perfect view of her gently rounded
abdomen; the rich brown bush nestling between her legs; her wet,
swollen cunt lips.  As I slid my fingers in, Mary's moans and noises
became louder.  Her butt was coming clear off the seat as she humped
my fingers, and my leg was hurting a bit where she gripped it.  I had
three curved fingers in her dripping snatch now, and the back of my
thumb was rubbing her swollen, sensitive clitoris.
     As the highway unrolled, Mary's movements and voice became far
more pronounced.  She had always been by far the most expressive sex
partner I've ever known, and she usually made the apartment echo with
her cries when she achieved orgasm.  Now, as the peak approached, her
voice rose so high the conversation in the back seat ceased, and Kent
said, "What the hell's going on up there?"
     "Just giving Mary some fun," I replied.
     Mary was crying out with every thrust of her hips, and when she
came, she nearly yelled with physical pleasure, her whole body rocking
and bucking, every man in the car, including me, awed by her outburst
and sexuality.
     As she come down from her peak, gasping, with a film of
perspiration making her inner thighs and face shine, I leaned over and
kissed her.  
     "Wait'll the trip home, guys," I grinned.  "We'll take turns
driving."
     Slow, eager smiles spread across the faces of the other men, and
I could see Mary's pulse beating softly in her neck.  The bikini
panties remained on the dash.
     At the game, we drank beer, cheered, jeered, and acted like a
bunch of kids let out of school.  Mary flirted and teased with all of
the guys.  As we piled into the car for the trip back home, my heart
quickened when she got into the back seat with Don on one side and Hank
on the other.  We fought our way through the post game traffic, and we
were barely on the freeway before things got very quiet in the back. 
Crossing the bridge across the bay, I glanced back as we sped
under the yellow lights lining the bridge.  What I saw will always be
indelibly etched in my mind.  Mary was naked.  She had one long,
tanned leg draped over one of Hank's and the other over Don's.  Her
face was turned to her right, where Hank was French-kissing her
deeply, her mouth plastered completely over his lips and half his
chin.  Don's head slightly blocked my view of her upper body.  He was
sucking at her left breast, and both his and Hank's hands were moving
between Mary's hot thighs. 
     The thrill that coursed through my body almost made me lose
control of the car.  Both Dennis and Kent turned to see what had
caused my lack of driving concentration, and they both muttered soft
exclamations of surprise and lust.
     A minute later, I got another chance to glance around.  Now it
was Don who was exploring Mary's eager mouth while Hank nuzzled her
taut nipples.  She had a hard cock in each hand, slowly stroking them
in rhythm to their plunging fingers.  Nobody was paying any attention
to the road, and I drove erratically.  Thank goodness the highway
wasn't crowded.
     Movement occurred in the back, and suddenly Mary's left calf was
resting on the back of the front seat.  Don slid between my wife's
legs, and seconds later, I heard Mary murmur, "Mmmmmm."  More
movement.  Then, "Ohhh, baby! Your cock feels wonderful!"
My own prick was straining so hard at the confining material of
my shorts and pants that I had to release it.  After I had it out, I
reached back between the seat and the side of the car, coming in
contact with Mary's arm.  Her left hand found mine, and I could feel
every thrust of Don's granite tool into my wife's flowing pussy.  Her
hand squeezed mine gently with every plunge.
     She continued to moan and murmur as he fucked her hard, his
grunts and gasps audible to all of us.  I could feel Mary's body
moving eagerly and hungrily as she thrust her hips up into him meeting
every heavy plunge.  Her legs had snaked around to envelop him like a
Venus' fly-trap closing in on an unsuspecting insect: their breathing
was loud and ragged.
     Then, scarcely two minutes after they had started, I heard the
telltale long, uncontrolled cry that always emitted from Mary's lips
when she was about to come.  Her hand gripped mine so tightly it hurt. 
Seconds later, the cry was repeated, louder and more insistently. 
Again the cry, and she begged, her voice strident with urgency, "Don't
stop! Don't Stop! Fuck me, Don! Fuck me!"
     Then she yelled.  Not a moan, not a low cry, not even a loud
cry.  My wife yelled with sexual release and ecstasy, making the
moving car rock with her shuddering, jerking, straining orgasm.  Pain
shot through my fingers and hand as she nearly crushed it.  Sweat
broke out all over me.  My wife had just, for the first time ever,
climaxed with no stimulation on her clitoris other than what Don's
hairy pubic area was giving her.
     Don didn't stop.  He continued to screw Mary, his soaked cock
plowing her hairy cunt like a battering ram.  Mary quieted, and I
could her crying softly with happiness and contentment.  Seconds
later, she again began to move as Don's pace increased.  She quickly
began to match him, once again clutching, bucking, and writhing in a
tempo that made her sweat.
     About 30 seconds later, the voices of both Don and Mary matched
as they achieved a rare, marvelous mutual release.  They collapsed
together in a swooning embrace, kissing deeply and fondly, as the rest
of us wiped our faces and breathed like mile runners.
     After another few minutes, Don slid weakly off, and Hank nearly
jumped into his place.
     "Hi, lover," Mary greeted Hank, and as his tongue invaded her,
so did his cock.  Mary gasped as his full six inches rammed all the
way home on the first plunge, Don's semen and her own copious juices
were making her cunt a liquid tunnel slide.  Mary took her hand out of
mine so she could grip Hank by his hips, yanking him into her with
every thrust.
     "Yeah, baby!" she encouraged.  "Ram it!" Again her long legs
encased her lover completely, calves hugging his upper back as she
rolled her hips and ass up to get maximum depth.  In three minutes
flat, Hank was groaning as he emptied thick, hot spurts of semen up
into my wife's already-saturated cunt.  Mary hadn't come this time.
     For a minute, no one moved; we listened to the labored breathing
of Mary and Hank.  Then, everyone began to move at once.  Dennis and
Kent scrambled into the backseat and Hank and Don wriggled into the
front.
     "Drive! I said to Hank, and I sat in the middle of the front
seat, facing the trio in the backseat, where Mary already had a cock
in either hand again.  In the dimness, I saw Kent's tongue working in
her mouth while Dennis mauled her stiff nipples.  She broke the kiss,
saw me, and leaned forward.  Our mouths met in a wild aggressiveness
as Dennis slid beneath her.  My wife's feet went to either corner of
the back foot wells, and her hand slid between her legs to guide
Dennis as we broke our kiss and looked into each other's eyes.
     "Lord!" she breathed.  "His cock feels like my arm!"
My own breath caught in excitement.  I watched her face change
into a mass of excited lust as Dennis's cock, only five inches long
but at least eight inches around, split her pussy, making the hairy,
oozing lips as tight as a stretched rubber band. Mary's hand gripped
the front seat for support as she lowered herself, and I slid my hand
down to feel her sloppy cunt, now being gorged by that unbelievably
thick cock.
     Dennis was fucking up into her with fervor now, and Mary's hips
moved up and down in perfect synchronized rhythm.  I could actually
watch that thick prick split my wife's flowing cunt like a live
cucumber.  My finger found her clit, and she hissed, "Yea, baby!
That's perfect!"
     In another minute, she was lost in the act itself, moaning and
crooning as I had so often heard her before with me between her legs. 
My finger twirled, her muscular long thighs pumped, and Dennis humped
like mad.  Beside her, Kent fondled her breasts, sharing them with
Dennis's hands.  After another minute, Kent began to kiss her, and the
three of us worshiped her body with hands, mouth, and hard cock. 
About four minutes after they'd started, Mary broke the kiss with Kent
and began to urge Dennis in a voice that made all our cocks harden.
     "Do it, Dennis! Oh, yeah! Fuck me! Fuck me, baby! Ram that
beautiful cock up in me!"
     Thirty seconds later, Dennis began to go wild, and Mary's
  voice joined his as my finger strummed her hard, sensitive
  clit.  They climaxed together, Mary's near-scream of pleasure
  echoing along with Dennis' hoarse cry of pleasure.
      My wife was still gasping even as she was pulled off by
  Kent.  He turned her so that she was facing the backseat, her
  knees spread, feet touching the back of the front seat.  Mary
  aided him in entering, and he was fucking her mightily as we
  rolled up to the toll gate of the next bridge. The overweight
  female attendant nearly fainted as she glanced into the back.
  "Newlyweds.  Couldn't wait," Hank said brightly to her as
  he gunned the car away.
      Mary rested her head on her folded arms on the top of the
  seat, turning her face aside as she chanted encouragement to
  Kent.
      "Oh, yea, Kent! Do it! Fuck me, baby!"  Small noises of
  excitement and pleasure continued to stream from her.  A
  minute later, Kent shot his hot semen up into her already
  flooded vagina.  Mary hadn't even been close to coming.
  Kent slid to the side of her, and Mary turned around, our
  eyes meeting as she smiled.
      "Your turn, lover," she said to me.
      My swollen cock throbbing, I scrambled over the seat. 
  Mary slid her ass to the edge of the seat, put her foot on
  either corner of the top of the front seat and guided me into
  her with her slim pretty hands.  Her cunt was a flowing oven
  of molten semen; her dark bush was matted with it, and it was
  smeared all over her crack and inner thighs.
      Our mouths met in a wet, tongue-warring kiss, her hands
  grabbing my butt and urging me to slam the full eight inches
  into her.  I bucked into her like a boy on his first time,
  slamming my prick into her with such force that we jostled
  Dennis and Kent.  After a minute, we stopped kissing, and she
  thrust her naked body up against me, whispering in my ear and
  driving me Wild.
      "Thanks, baby.  You know just what I needed.  I'm glad I
  could give you what you wanted -- another man's cock inside me
  while you held my hand and watched."
      "You like strange, hard cocks, don't you, girl?"
      "I LOVE them, Todd.  But I love you even more, and you
  know I'll spread my legs for anyone, if you want me to."
  I was feeling the tickle deep in my balls that signified
  the beginning of my orgasm.  Kent and Dennis were kneading the
  undersides of Mary's thighs as I fucked her, and the more I
  thought of what I'd seen, the sweeter my fucking her seemed.
      "How do you like sloppy sixths?" she whispered lewdly,
  and I groaned and thrashed around like a shot animal.  Even as
  I began to feel the semen rushing up my cock in that wonderful
  thrill of release, my wife was whispering' "My present for you
  is my pussy full of cum from four other guys. Four other
  pricks have plowed my cunt all loose and messy, but I love the
  feel of you best of all. Do you like to feel your cock being
  coated with the cum that I took for you?"
      Nearly screaming, I emptied my balls into her, moaning
  instead of breathing, shuddering in a power-draining
  aftermath.
      After resting for a minute, I said,"You didn't cum, huh?"  
  "No."  She smiled.  "It's all right though. I had three
  beauties before with the others.  By the time we get home, I
  am going to be ready to attack you and cum again.  
  We kissed, and I knew that that this was the beginning,
  that there would be other - many other - times for both of us.






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