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                               MY WIFE AS A WHORE
                                    PART VI
                                       By
                               -=(Dave Carlile)=-

      Kerry and I lay on the couch, our arms around eachother. I was trying to
relax after a long day at the office and my wife was winding down from a long
day of erotic dancing and other, more larcenous activity. There was nothing
good on TV, so we were listening to our favorite jazz station on the radio.

      "How was your day?" She asked me. "Is that situation with the Burns
account getting any better?"

      "Fine." I said. "...and no, the Burns account is still failing. How was
your day?"

      "I had a good day..." Said my wife, smiling. "I danced most of the day,
then I kicked off early. I had one of my special clients today."

      "Special client, huh? Lets hear about it... Were you a very naughty
girl?" I said. Kerry stretched and purred in the back of her throat.

      "I had an appointment with Dr. Houser today." Said Kerry. "Do you want me
to tell you what happened at my appointment?" I just chuckled. She knew how
much I liked hearing about her liasons with her special clients. Kerry began to
tell me about her experience.

      Dr. Houser had her schedule the last appointment of the day, so he could
take as long as he wanted. She dressed just the way he always had her dress: A
conservative ankle length dress and flats. Underneath, he had her wear white
stockings, plain white cotton panties and a matching bra. Of course nobody in
the doctor's office was aware what was going on. They thought she was just
another one of his patients. She told me he uses her to vent certain
'pressures' that build up after weeks of treating sexy housewives all day long.
Poor Dr. Houser fantasizes about the women who come in but he has to wait for
my wife to visit to act them out.

      The nurse showed her to the examination room, took her blood pressure and
her temperature and told her to take off her dress and wait on the examination
table. Dr. Houser always makes her wait at least a half hour. When he finally
came in, he pretended he wasn't interested in what she was wearing. He was very
business-like. He asked how she has been feeling and whether she has any
concerns or questions. She told him she's never felt better. He likes her to
act like an innocent young (horny) housewife who doesn't know what her naughty
doctor is up to.

      "I just wiggled around a lot and stuck out my chest to give him a show
while we chatted. He told me he wanted to listen to my heart." His hand shook
as he put the stethescope on her breastbone, between her soft tits. He had her
breathe a few times and he took his time moving the cold instrument around her
chest. The stethescope was cold and her nipples got hard and pushed out beneath
the thin material of her bra. He 'accidently' brushed his hand across her
nipple.

      She asked him if he was going to give her a breast exam. He said women
normally gave themslelves breast exams. He asked if she wasn't sure if she
meant a mamogram, in which case he would schedule one. She told him she had
meant a breast exam and that she wasn't sure she was doing it right. She asked
him to show her.

      He asked her to remove her bra. She unhooked it in front and let her
heavy tits slide from the cups. She rubbed them lightly with her palms and made
her rubbery nipples poke out even further. She stuck out her chest, offering
him her tits. His hands were warm and strong, He explained how she should give
herself a breast exam as he caressed her tits. He pulled her nipples and
squeezed them -- "I felt it twinge in my pussy." She admitted to me, "I was
starting to get wet."

      They talked about the importance of regular self breast exams as he stood
in front of her and milked my wife's nipples and rubbed them. She could see
that he was getting hard. That's when she pretended to remember a mole she had
been meaning to show him. She told him it was right beneath the band of her
panties in the front. She pulled it down a little and she couldn't find it so
she pulled the elastic down a little further. She poked through her pubic hair
but I still couldn't find it. Little by little she pulled her panties down
until her pussy was fully exposed. Her moist lips had begun to unpetal out from
her slit and her sexual aroma filled the examination room. "I'm so embarassed"
She told him, still holding down her panties to let the doctor gaze at her
glistening labia. 'I swear it was there before. Can a mole just go away?' He
said no, a mole can't just go away.

      "She asked him if she should have a pelvic exam. she told him she hadn't
been to her OBGYN in a while and maybe she should get it over with while she
was here. He agreed that it might be a good idea. He said as long as he was
giving her a complete examination he would like her to bend over the table
first, though. He asked my sexy wife to remove her panties. They slipped off
without taking off her stockings. He asked her if she wanted to put her bra
back on but she said she would wait until the examination was over. She bent
over the table and pressed her soft tits into the cold crinkly paper.

      Kerry felt him spread her cheeks and dab something cold on her asshole.
He was wearing a latex glove and he pushed his index finger into her asshole.
She felt her asshole grip his finger. "It felt so slippery and hard in my ass,"
She told me, biting her lip as she remembered the sexy moment. her pussy was
really getting wet and she wanted to moan out loud. Dr. Houser wiggled his
finger in her ass for a while and drew it in and out a few times, then she felt
him touch her wet pussy with his other hand.

      She acted offended. "Dr. Houser! Aren't you supposed to do my pelvic exam
while I'm on my back, in the stirrups?" Dr. Houser is a quick thinker, though.
"I am merely testing elasticity, dear." he said in a fatherly tone. He
continued to probe her pussy with his fingers. He finally pulled his finger out
of her asshole and threw away the glove. He asked her to roll over on her back.
Dr. Houser raised the stirrups and placed her feet in them. My wife's legs were
spread wide and her pussy was fully exposed. "I was really getting horny and I
wanted him to take out his cock and fuck me with it." My wife remembered. He
poked her with his finger and smeared her pussy juice around her hole.

      He told her she was lubricating well. He pushed his finger into her as
far as it would go. He asked her if she had any discomfort. She said no. He
asked her if everything seemed to be functioning properly when she had
intercourse. She blushed. She told him sometimes it hurt a little.

      He asked her if she had any idea why it might hurt.

      She pretended to be coy again. "I think my husband may be a little too
big for me... you know, his *thing*."

      Dr. Houser smiled. "I'm sorry if I seem to be getting a little personal,
Kerry. You can relax -- I'm your doctor. Now, does your husband prepare you
before you have intercourse?"     He said.

      She just looked at him for a second. "Prepare me?"

      "Yes," said Dr. Houser. "Do you engage in foreplay? Do you kiss and
fondle one another before he slides his penis into your vagina?" He continued
to move his fingers around in her pussy. Her hips were moving in rythm with his
probing fingers.

      She really pretended to blush then. She told him "Sometimes, but not
usually. Usually he just gets on top of me and puts it into me. Could that be
why it hurts?"

      Dr. Houser said "Yes, that's probably why it hurts."

      "Dr. Houser, what should I do?" He told her she needed to make sure she
was fully lubricated before she allowed her husband to penetrate.

      "How do I do that, Dr. Houser?' she asked. He said she should try
'digital stimulation'.

      "You appear to be quite lubricated right now." He added. "Perhaps you are
becoming lubricated as an invoulentary response to the pelvic exam."

      She reached down between her spread legs and felt her pussy. Her labia
was shiny with juice and her clit was poking out in excitement. The room was
full of the smell of sex. He continued to gently probe my wife's wet cunt as
she lay on her back on the examination table.

      "Gee, I AM getting lubricated. My vagina never feels like that when my
husband and I have intercourse. I bet if I had sex right now, it wouldn't hurt
at all... I bet it would feel really good." Her nipples were rubbery and stiff
and she reached up and caressed them. "My nipples are getting hard, too, Dr.
Houser. Is this what you mean by 'prepared'?"

      "Yes, Kerry." He said, sliding his fingers rythmically between her
clinging pussy lips. "Your vagina is quite lubricated and sexually receptive. I
see your clitoris is also rather erect. You seem to be having an unusually
strong sexual response to my pelvic exam."

      "Then, suddenly, I felt the head of his big cock pressing against my
pussy." She said to me as she idly fondled her pussy through her panties

      "Dr. Houser!" She gasped.

      Dr. Houser's thick penis protruded from his lab coat and he was prodding
it slowly into my slutty wife's wet opening.

      "There's only one way to really tell if a young woman's vagina is fully
prepared for sex." Said Dr. Houser. "Your's appears to be passing the test
beautifully." Dr. Houser began to stroke is rigid cock in and out of my willing
wife's cunt. It returned from each plunge thickly coated with slippery juice.

      "Stop! What will my husband say? Hmmmmnnnnnnnn. Oooh, Dr. Houser, that
feels so good, but it's wrong! Please stop... Oh, mmmmnnnnn... Your cock is so
HARD."

      Dr. Houser slid his plump cock in and out of my wife's juicy cunt as she
sexily begged him to stop. Still on her back with her legs in the stirrups, she
grabbed her ass with both hands and spread herself wider to allow the doctor to
pound her cunt. Her tits bounced on her chest as Dr. Houser fucked her with an
ever increasing tempo.

      "Oh, Kerry." Breathed Dr. Houser to my wife. "Just try to think of this
as 'therapy'. His glistening cock had reached that particular rigidity which is
common just before ejacualation. He puffed and sweated as his penis disappeared
again and again between the slippery and swollen lips of her excited cunt. Her
sexy, curvaceous body writhed and humped back at the man, trying to draw sexual
release from his jabbing cock.

      "I think I'm going to cum." Moaned my wife to her doctor, the region
around her slick cunt was hot and dripping with sweat and lubricative juices.
Her ripe breasts were flushed and her nipples rigid with excitement. She
grimaced, overtaken with the orgasmic feelings coming from her pussy. The
doctor's cock plunged quickly now, rubbing the silky walls of her cunt.

      "Ooooh, doctor." Moaned Kerry. "I'm cumming... Please don't stop...
Oooohhhmmnnnnn!"

      Dr. Houser, not yet at that plateau, hammered his glistening boner into
the soft folds of her pussy as my wife writhed on the examination table, out of
breath and yelping, twisting her torso in ecstacy. The doctor's penis was shiny
and red and his pubic hair was matted with my wife's cum. He slammed his pubic
bone against her clit as she came again, her tits jostling on her chest with
each thrust.

      "Oh God! Yes! Fuck me... Fuck me... Ungh... Ungh... Ungh... Fuck me
HARDER!"

      Dr. Houser began to ejaculate, pumping his semen into my wife as her cunt
sucked at his throbbing cock.

                               -=(Dave Carlile)=-

