Sluts and surprises.

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Peter is summoned for sex.

It was 11 o clock on a Wednesday when Peter got the WhatsApp.

A photo of a thong, pushed slightly to the side to reveal a neatly trimmed cunt, and the text.

"We need a real cock."

Peter laughed. "Jeez Lucy, you don't mince your words." He replied.

"Come quickly, but don't cum quickly. Mark is away and your service is needed."

"Pun intended with a smiley face."

Peter

and Lucy had been fuck-buddies for several years and had enjoyed some

great adventures sexually. They were eminently compatible but had no

intentions for a permanent relationship. When Lucy's husband Mark was

away, she would contact Peter, and they generally ended up in bed

together.

In

the past they had also shared with other friends who would either visit

Lucy, or who came from the town where they both lived.

Peter sighed and decided that as he had a free day from work that he would head towards Lucy's house.

"What a cheek using the royal "we", he thought. But really, he was laughing about it all.

Lucy

and Peter had an arrangement for when Peter would visit her at home. He

would go into a side street next to her house and use the entrance to

her garden. This way he would be out of view from the nosy neighbors. It

paid to be discreet in such a small town.

Peter

entered the garden, closing the gate quietly behind him, and walked up

to the patio doors which were slightly open. He stopped and looked

inside. Lucy was inside leaning over the kitchen counter with her back

to him, obviously engrossed in something on her tablet. Peter noticed

that she also had air pods in her ears, and she swayed her ass to the

rhythm of the music on her tablet.

Peter

knew that her petite frame was perfectly proportioned, with small firm

tits with nipples standing out like bullets when they were teased. Her

hips curved gently out from a narrow waist, framing a perfect cunt. Her

pubic hair was neatly trimmed. She had an athletic body and perfect

legs.

Peter

walked stealthily behind her and slipped his hand under the long

t-shirt she had on. As was her wont, Lucy had no panties on.

"Hmm." groaned Lucy without looking round. "I didn't expect you back so soon."

Peter was puzzled. "Back so soon?" he thought. "That's an odd thing to say."

Feeling

that Lucy's cunt already slick was, Peter slipped a finger inside her.

"Oh, nice," said Lucy, still not turning around. She pushed against

Peter's finger.

Peter's

cock was already hard, and he decided to free it from the confines of

his jeans. It sprung out and Peter didn't hesitate to slip it between

Lucy's outer lips.

Lucy

froze. She turned her head and saw to her shock Peter standing behind

her. She went to say something, but Peter covered her mouth with his

hand. Lucy looked completely confused at the situation, but slowly

recovered her composure.

Without

a word from either Peter slipped his cock in Lucy's love channel all

the way in until his balls were resting on Lucy's ass. They stood like

that for a couple of seconds.

Lucy turned her head back toward the counter and pushed herself back against Peter.

Peter

withdrew slightly and started to rock backwards and forwards in a

gentle rhythm. Lucy didn't utter a word, but gently purred her pleasure

with "Umm, Hmm, Hmm." In time to the movement.

Peter closed his eyes. Lucy's cunt walls were milking his cock as if it was the first time she had fucked like this.

They

kept the rhythm going for minutes, both with their eyes closed, both

gently making love, enjoying the penetration and the feeling of being

filled with Peter's fat cock.

Out

of nowhere, Peter felt a hand on his ball sack, gently massaging his

balls. And then a tongue licking his cock as it sawed in and out of

Lucy's dripping cunt.

Peter

looked down and to his surprise he saw Alison, Lucy's friend with whom

they had shared earlier erotic adventures, on her knees under Lucy's

body. Her hands were on Lucy's thighs, and she was eating at Lucy's cunt

and caressing Peter's balls at the same time.

Three-way with Lucy and Alison, takes a slap and tickle turn.

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A New Player.

I was bored.

My

wife was at daycare which she attended every weekday since she became

paralyzed in a car accident. We still loved each other and would never

do anything to hurt each other emotionally.

Sex

was physically impossible, and we had discussed my partnering with

other women now and then to satisfy my urges. I had her blessing, as

long as I didn't fall in love.

To

that end I had experienced amazing days with Lucy. She was also living

in our village. Married, she was not looking for a relationship, but

searching for an outlet for her urges which her husband could not fill.

The

last time we met, my good friend Andrea, recently divorced, was also

involved and we ended in a hot threesome. Since then, Andrea had been a

regular visitor to Lucy's.

So, I was bored at home, on my day off from work, and decided to go for a walk.

Pulling

on my walking boots and a rainproof jacket, I headed out into the

countryside. It was a pleasant morning and I brightened up considerably

as I made my way along the walking paths through the lush countryside.

After 5K, I was coming to the end of my route when I bump into Lucy and a friend, who were also out for a walk.

"Hey Lucy," I said, "Fancy meeting you here."

"Hi Peter," she replied, and stood on her toes to kiss my cheek. "This is Alison, an old friend from my college days."

"Hi Alison, nice to meet you," I said.

"Nice to meet you too Peter," said Alison. "Lucy told me lots about you."

"Oh-oh," I said laughing. "Hopefully all good." I added.

"Oh yeah," Alison replied.

I

was a little embarrassed, but I didn't let it show. I had never thought

that Lucy would have shared our sexual exploits with her friends.

Looking at the sky, I said "It looks like it's going to rain."

As

soon as I had spoken, the first drops began to fall. Quickly the drops

became a downpour, and we were getting soaked as we stood there.

"Quick," said Lucy, "My house is closest, Let's make a run for it."

We took off at a sprint and within a couple of minutes, we were at Lucy's front door.

Lucy opened the door and we piled into the hallway.

Laughing and gasping for breath, we stood there dripping wet from the downpour.

Our clothes were soaked through, and we were cold.

"I have towels upstairs." Said Lucy. "Wait here and I will fetch them."

She was gone for a minute and came downstairs with a huge stack of towels.

"Here take a couple each." She said.

We

accepted the towels gratefully and started trying to dry ourselves off,

but we were so soaked through that it had little effect.

"Okay," said Lucy. "There is only one thing we can do. Strip off, and we can put the wet clothes in the dryer."

Alison blushed.

"Come on!" said Lucy. "It’s not as if I haven't seen you naked before."

Alison blushed even more, her face turning bright red.

Hot wife visits my home after erotic event at the school play..

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It was a typical evening activity for the school year. The sixth-year kids would perform their End of year play before graduation to high school.

Having already seen two of our own kids perform before their excited parents, in past years, I knew how the evening normally went. I could never have expected that the entertainment would take the turn that it did and change my life forever in a positive way.

My Marriage with Celibacy.

I’m Peter Talbot. I’ve been married for twenty years, we had been through a lot together, but a few years earlier my wife had gone through a serious car accident which left her paralyzed and completely dependent. Sex was out of the question and the result was 3 years of forced celibacy.

I still love her, but the lack of a sex life was frustrating.

This also meant that I went to the play alone.

Parental Society.

The mood amongst the parents was relaxed, and rather jovial, as we mixed before the theatre was opened.

There I met Lucy and her husband Mark, whose daughter also featured in the play. Lucy was a petite woman of forty odd years with a pretty face dark curly hair to her shoulders and olive skin. Her husband Mark, was very tall and a very handsome man. He was also very charming and much admired by the local ladies. Mark travelled over the world to the most extreme places just to photograph rare birds.

Lucy didn't share Mark's enthusiasm and stayed home when he was off on his trips.

Lucy and I had also socialized recently when the kids were on school camp. We ended up after a hectic day with all the parents in a bar that evening. There, after a few drinks, an incident between myself and Lucy took place that had stuck in my mind for a long time.

The bar was dark and full of customers which meant we were propped in a small corner.. Lucy stood just in front of me chatting with another mother, when I noticed that she kept brushing her ass against my crotch. Subtly at first but as more drinks were consumed, the contact was longer and harder. Seeing that she was an attractive woman my cock began to react and soon I had a hard-on.

Nothing further happened that evening. But as we parted, Lucy gave me a long sensuous look.

Feeling guilty I went home and told my wife about the evening. She was not bothered, and even said that she understood my sexual frustration. She went as far as to say that if I found someone to relieve the tension then I had her blessing.

That was a couple of months before the school play, but it never left my mind. Now with Lucy standing before me I had to think back on that evening. I blushed a little as Mark was standing next to her. Of course, I wasn't planning to interfere with their marital bliss.

We made small talk until the doors opened and went ahead to our seats. By coincidence, my seat was next to Lucy on my left and Mark on the other side of her. We were in the middle if a row. The rows behind were raised in a theatre style. It was warm so I took off my sweater and placed it in my lap.

Lucy leaned towards me and said in a sultry voice, "I hope you enjoy the entertainment."

"That’s an odd choice of words," I thought, but soon dismissed it.

Soon, the lights were dimmed, and the show began. It was a typical school play with music and plenty of humorous sketches. The kids had practiced endlessly, and it showed.

Mark was totally engrossed in the play as their only child, Katy, was the star of the show.

After the first act, I suddenly felt shocked to feel a hand on my thigh. Not sure how to react, I glanced to my left and saw that Lucy was looking at me with a naughty gleam in her eyes. Her right hand rested on my thigh and her left hand on her husband's arm.

"Shush," she whispered softly.

Luckily, my sweater covered her hand as she slowly began to rub upwards in the direction of my crotch and then downwards again.

I was mortified and not sure what to do. Lucy became bolder, and the strokes moved higher and higher until she was rubbing my cock through my jeans.

After three years of enforced celibacy, my cock didn't need much more than this to get fully hard.

I wasn't following the play anymore and was shocked when the lights went up for the intermission. Most of the audience stood up for a bathroom break. Lucy also stood up to go and wanted to pass in front of me.

Because the rows of seats were closely placed, this meant she had to step over my feet to get by.

In doing so, she stumbled. In an effort to keep her balance, she placed her hand on my shoulder and leaned towards me.

Entertaining guests with nudity

By Fugman. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

My longtime girlfriend, Paige and I have been together for a little over a year and a half. We have had a very strong relationship for a while, passionate, caring, and unbreakable. 

When we were looking for something to do on a Saturday night in May, she suggested we just stay at home and do a game night. To be honest, it didn't sound exciting, but I went along with it because it is what she wanted to do, and it really was her choice as the last time I chose what we did. "Sounds great baby, let's do it!"

Paige could sense that I wasn't too excited by this plan, but she had other ideas. "Trust me baby, you will enjoy yourself!" She winked at me, and I had the feeling I was going to have a good time.

I can't believe I'm thinking this, but I can't wait until Saturday and game night. Part curiosity, part the reason that I get the next choice in what we do. It did seem like it took forever for Saturday to come around. Finally it was Saturday morning and Paige was going out to run a few errands before tonight. I figured she was getting snacks and stuff. 

When she got home, I helped her get the groceries and stuff from the car, and she had a few bags of chips, some candy and some beer and wine, and a couple of other bags that she was quick to grab from me. "Isn't it just the two of us, I don't think we are going to eat and drink this much."

She smiled as I put the bags on the counter, "I may have invited a friend, don't worry, you will have fun." 

I helped her put the groceries away, she grabbed a box and a few other bags and ran into the bedroom and locked the door behind her. This both brought an air of mystery and one of excitement into the day, and now I really could not wait until tonight. About an hour later she came out of the bedroom and I asked her if everything was ok, she just smiled and gave me a kiss, "perfect baby!"

I could not help to notice that she had a little bit of excitement to her. This was infectious, as the closer it came to evening, the more excited I got to see what was going to happen. 

About 5:30 the doorbell rang and I jumped to see who it was, anticipation built as I got to the door and saw the pizza delivery person. "Two large cheese and pepperoni pizzas," she said, "28.56" I handed her the cash and closed the door. I thought 2 large pizzas, just how many people are coming? 

By the time I put the pizzas on the counter and sat down again, the doorbell rang again. I went to the door and opened it. I was excited to see Anna, Paige's best friend, and a real looker. It looked like Anna was dressed for a night out. Her long brown hair done up, make up to perfection, silk, barely see through blouse unbuttoned just enough to see her lace bra peeking out with her the top of her cleavage visible, short miniskirt and long stockings, capped off with high heels. She was going to break hearts wherever she went. 

I always noticed the stark contrast between Anna and Paige. Not to mention Paige's beautiful locks of blonde hair, somewhat tan skin tone and voluptuous figure, compared to Anna's who is more streamline, darker toned skin with smaller curves. Both women extremely attractive in their own way. 

I announced to Paige that Anna was here, I closed the door and brought Anna to the kitchen. I offered her a glass of wine while she waited for Paige to come into the kitchen. 

Moments later, she walked into the kitchen, she was dressed to go out, a long killer royal blue dress that clung to her body like a second skin. Her make-up and hair done just right, not too much, but enough to enhance her natural beauty. 

So here it is, a Friday night, two gorgeous ladies hot pizza and tons of snacks, it's going to be a fun night. I will say with the two of them all dressed up, I felt a little under dressed. I grabbed a glass and poured Paige a glass of wine and one for me as well. We raised a toast and Paige said, "here is to a fun game night!" Hear hear! 

I passed out some plates and we all had some pizza and settled in for a comfortable evening at our house. And thanked Paige for inviting her to the house, and they both made comments on how gorgeous they both were, I had to agree, and I did. They both smiled at me and I refilled their glasses as we finished our pizza and made our way to the dining room..

Paige excused herself and said that she would be right back with the games. I caught a glimpse of her body as she exited the room, I noticed the high heels, stockings that led directly to  her bottom. She had a perfectly round backside and the skin tight dress exposed the fact that she was wearing a thong. 

She really dressed up to stay at home all night playing games. I didn't mind as the eye candy on both sides of the table was definitely one of the highlights to game night for me.

When Paige returned, she was carrying several decks of cards and Jenga dare. I didn't even know we had Jenga dare, but it was going to be an interesting night. We started off with a few games of rummy as the wine was flowing freely and we were munching on some snacks. By the time we were finished with the regular deck of cards, we were all feeling really good. By the time we started to play Jenga, we were all feeling frisky with each other. The dares in the game were relatively tame, but it did have one highlight when Anna and Paige had to share a kiss, and that really turned me on. I am certain that they felt me watching them and it had an effect on me, right after their lips parted, they both turned to look at me with a wink and a sultry smile.

Paige said, "this game is boring, let's liven things up a bit." 

Anna smiled and looked at me, "I'm game!"

I nodded that I was up for anything. 

Paige said here is a new game, she brought out some hand written cards and put them on the table in front of us. "When it's your turn, draw a card, but you must ask the question to both players,  if the first player refuses to answer the question, they must remove an article of clothing. And the next player has to answer. If the first player chooses to answer the question, the other player has to remove an article." Paige looked at both of us, "everybody understand the rules?" Anna and I looked at each other and agreed.

Anna asked, "what do you call this game?"

Paige thought for a minute and answered, "Who wants to be naked?"

Paige picked up a card and read it out loud, "have you ever had a sex dream about someone in this room?" She looked at Anna for her answer, Anna responded by removing her silk blouse to reveal her sexy lace bra.

Anna looked at me, "you have to answer!" 

The rules said I had to answer, they did not say I had to elaborate, so I simply said "yes!"

It was Anna's turn to draw a card, she smiled and read it out loud, "have you hoped to see everyone in this room naked, or have you already?" The question goes to me, if I answer than Paige needs to re

Competition becomes Titillation.

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I

completely forgot that I was just in my panties, otherwise I probably

wouldn't have sandwiched myself between the seats again as I lunged for

the keys. It didn't even cross my mind until I turned the ignition

unsuccessfully twice and swore.

"We drained the battery," I groaned. "Shit. My mom's going to be a nightmare about this."

"Uh-huh," came the somewhat-distracted response from behind me, and that's when I realized my ass was basically in Ashton's face.

At

least that time I wasn't stuck on the ice scraper. I crawled as

gracefully as I could out from the space between the seats, which was

not gracefully at all, and looked at him. Lightning picked that moment

to flash again, muted by the filter of fog that clung to the car

windows. Brightness hung in the air, flickering slightly as it revealed

Ashton hurriedly adjusting the front of his boxers. He looked up,

alarmed, and I looked down, enthralled by the sight of something very stiff tenting the fabric.

All at once, the lightning faded, and we were left in the warm darkness all over again.

"Guess that's that," he said with a weak laugh.

"Guess so," I replied.

"Too bad. I was, uh, looking forward to winning that one."

I

licked my lips and glanced down. The screen of my Switch didn't do much

to light the space, but I could still see the vague outline of his

erection.

"We could keep playing," I whispered.

"What?"

"I

mean, it's not like the car is going to get any less dead if we stay

out here." I picked up my Switch. "Mine's still got some battery left.

We just, um, would need to take turns. Change up the rules a bit."

He raised an eyebrow. "What're the rules?"

I hadn't quite thought that far ahead. I glanced down at my screen, watching the racers circle the track.

"Distraction," I said.

"What?"

I held my Switch out to him. "Distraction. I pick a track, you play the race, I do my best to; distract you while you're racing. You do your best to come in first."

He cleared his throat. "What happens if I win?"

"You get to choose what comes off."

"And if I lose?"

I smirked. "I get to choose."

He took the Switch carefully. "So how does distraction work? What are the, uh, rules?"

I thought for a moment. "Well, I think touching is okay. As long as the person can still physically play the game."

He nodded eagerly. "Sounds good."

"No

removing clothes, since that's; you know. The prize. But; " I cleared

my throat, almost feeling lightheaded. "Hands can go under things."

"Seems fair."

"And, um; that's all I can think of."

"One more," he said. "Final rule still applies, regardless of who's driving and who's, uh, distracting."

By

that point, I wouldn't have been surprised if my skin was just

permanently stained red from all the blushing I'd been doing. "Yeah."

He smiled. "So, what track am I playing?"

He

didn't complain about my choice, which was good because I picked one at

random. As the music signaling the start of the race began to play,

Ashton met my eyes one last time.

Player 2 arrives.

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At no point in the history of time or space would I have thought I'd end up geeking out over The Circlet of Nianus with

Ashton Halliday. I mean, at no point would I have ever thought I'd end

up sitting in the backseat of my car, chatting excitedly about games

we'd recently played and upcoming ones we were looking forward to. There

was no reason for me to think we'd get into a heated debate about

which Final Fantasy was best, or that he'd have bad enough taste to claim that Final Fantasy VII was better than Final Fantasy VI.

"Next you're going to tell me you think Wheatley is a better villain than GLaDOS," he groaned.

"Of course not!" I said indignantly. "Wheatley's hilarious, but he's a moron. GLaDOS is smart enough to be an actual villain. But the real question is, do you think Cave Johnson is funnier than both of them or are you wrong?"

Ashton threw his head back as he laughed. "We're in full agreement on that."

"Phew," I said, leaning against the door. "It's a good thing you said that, otherwise there's no way we could be friends."

"Are we friends?" he asked.

My laughter faded as I met his eyes. There was still a half-smile on his lips, but his eyes studied me seriously.

"I mean; we aren't, you know. Not friends," I said.

"Yeah, but we used to be, like, actual friends."

I fidgeted nervously. "We were kids."

"Doesn't mean we weren't friends," he replied. "I don't really know why we stopped hanging out, Ramona."

I

swallowed hard. There was no reason for his words to sting so much;

we'd stopped being friends because he hadn't invited me to his ninth

birthday party. It was stupid. It was petty.

And it bothered me that he didn't remember.

"I need to turn the car off," I said. "You can keep charging, just; I don't want to waste gas."

Before

he could respond, I opened the door. The rush of night air was a relief

against my flushed skin and I took my time walking around the vehicle

and turning it back to accessory mode before returning to the back seat.

"Ramona; " he started when I got in.

"Do you mind getting the dome light?" I interrupted. "It'll drain the battery too fast."

He

paused, then reached up and turned the light off as I shut the door. As

I adjusted to the sudden darkness that fell over us, I realized how

small the inside of my car felt.

"I

believe you've got some Pokemon to master," I said, just for something

to fill the silence. "And Zelda's not going to free herself from

Calamity Ganon."

"True," Ashton said lightly. "But I have a proposal for you."

I closed my eyes and sighed. "I don't want to talk about; "

"Mario Kart."

I paused, then frowned. "What?"

Ashton's face was barely visible in the darkness, but between his tone and the glimmer in his eyes, I could tell he was smiling.

"Mario Kart," he repeated. "Let's play it together."

"You want to play; Mario Kart?"

"Okay, full disclosure?" he said. "I fucking love Mario Kart and no one ever wants to play it with me, and it's not as fun as a single-player game. Since we're hanging out anyway, let's play together."

I

was relieved that we were back to video game talk, though my confusion

about his sudden dropping of the whole "friends" thing was slow to fade.

"Okay," I said slowly. "One problem, though."

"I'll buy you the game if you don't have it," he said immediately.

She's ready for player two.

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Player one is me, Ramona Roth. I’m nineteen, blue hair, pierce eyebrow, former president of the student council, virgin.

War is hell, they say, but I say they're wrong.

Hell is insanity, and insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

Hell is false hopes and flagrant disappointment.

Hell is knowing that the squabbling of Ilyra, the princess from the far-off planet of Nianus, and Jostok, the snarky-but-pleasantly-ripped humanoid alien soldier from Quighnan, would attract the attention of Izzon's monstrous space beast.

It's knowing that the beast would destroy the vent your plucky band of misfits was crawling through.

It's knowing that you'd all tumble into the cavernous belly of the spaceship with only the last-second triggering of a force-field from your omni-cuff to prevent you from turning into gizzard soup on the space-grey floor.

I watched Jostok realize that the force field hadn't prevented the princess from being crushed beneath the weight of the metal that tumbled from above. I watched him separate her from the tangled pile of bodies and bionic limbs, cradling her barely conscious form against one beefy, armor-clad bicep.

I watched her brilliant violet eyes flutter open, and saw the little half-smile on her face as he called her by her name, and heard the weakness in her voice as she reminded him that it was Princess Ilyra to him. I heard Jostok chuckle wetly and assure her she was going to make it.

After all, she was the princess. This was not how princesses died.

Which was true, because she didn't die like that.

Izzon's beast hurled itself to the ground in front of us, its weight making the spaceship itself shudder violently. A beam of light shot forth from its gaping maw, wrenching Ilyra from Jostok's arms. He reached for her, but before his bionic arm was even fully extended, the beast had pulled her into the air, clutched her between its massive claws, and snapped her in half like she was a fucking Kit Kat bar.

So, she died like that instead.

There was a beat; a pause as horror dawned across the party. A splash of blood splattered on the floor followed by the delicate circlet Ilyra always wore.

"No," breathed Jostok.

A metallic cackle from above filled the room.

"So much for your princess," Izzon said as he descended on a floating platform.

He landed just in front of the beast. Two long strides brought him to the circlet, and he plucked it from the pool of blood before making a mockery of Ilyra's memory and placing the fragile band of metal on his horned forehead.

"You killed her," Jostok said, his voice wavering.

"Well, duh," Izzon said, chuckling. "What, you think this is your fairytale or something, Quighnan? You kill the horrible, evil, sad little man who was just trying to get back what was rightfully his? You think you save the world, you get the girl, you get the glory?"

His smile faded, and he straightened the circlet before reaching for his omni-cuff.

"Well, Quighnan, I have news for you. You failed. The world is mine, the girl is dead, and you; "

"Shut up, you piece of Cul excrement!" Jostok roared.

"Or what?" Izzon taunted.

"Or this," I muttered.

Surprise flashed across Izzon's face as Jostok smashed his omni-cuff, using the last of its power to create his trademark rocket launcher. Hefting it over his shoulder, he screamed as he fired it. Izzon's beast stepped forward, snatching its master from the ground seconds before the ball of certain death hit him, and it was time for me to take over.

The battle was hell. It was a place I'd been a million times before, and I let the world around me fade as I focused on Izzon and Izzon alone. His beast didn't like that, of course, but the beast wasn't my concern. There were others to fight the beast; only I could fight Izzon.

Sweat beaded on my forehead and dryness scratched at my eyes. I refused to look away, refused to be distracted for even a millisecond from my task. Izzon darted around the battlefield, firing laser after laser in my direction, but I knew how to dodge them. I knew how to use them against him; I knew how to lure the beast to just the right spot for Izzon to maim it himself.

And I knew what would happen next.

Nancy Pledges her passionate best for Mike.

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I

sat on the sofa staring out the back window and across the yard,

wondering what they were talking about. A few minutes turned into half

an hour, which turned into almost an hour. My curiosity finally got the

best of me and I snuck down the hall as quietly as I could. I stopped at

the door and listened, hoping to hear their conversation. But

conversation was not what I heard. What I heard was soft gentle moaning.

Two different sounds of moaning.

I shook my head in confusion and

pushed the door open silently, moving it ever so slowly so that the

hinge, which occasionally squeaks, wouldn't. I peeked around the door to

the bed and stood there, staring.

No

wonder I didn't hear them talking. Linda was laying on the bed, as

naked as she had been in the kitchen, with her feet on my pillow, her

knees pushed wide. My wife on top, held herself on her hands and knees,

equally naked, with her head between Linda's legs, licking her cunt,

while moaning in pleasure at Linda's attentions to hers.

I

stepped into the room and neither seemed to notice me at all. I watched

the two of them making out, licking each other, driving the other

toward climax. Was this why Nancy wasn't interested in sex with me any

longer? Was she getting it from Linda instead? I hadn't ever known her

to be interested in other women, at least not in that way. But it was

hard to deny what I was seeing. It didn't take my body long to respond

to what I was seeing, my cock soon standing hard and rigid. Pointing up

over the horizon, like an artillery cannon barrel.

No,

if she was getting it from Linda, I was damn well going to make sure

she understood what she was giving up. I stepped to the end of the bed,

looking at my wife's ass and cunt, held in the air by her knees, while

Linda licked and played with her swollen clit. Linda saw me and smiled.

She moved her hand from my wife's ass and reached for my cock. She

pulled me in toward her, pulling my engorged head toward both her mouth

and my wife's cunt. She aimed me right to my wife's sopping wet lips and

then used her other hand to reach around my ass and coaxed me into the

‘docking portal’. She’d stopped licking my wife and rubbed my engorged

head up and down Nancy’s slit, wetting my mushroom with my wife's

juices.

I

reached for my wife's hips, making her jump slightly as she felt my big

firm hands on her. She stiffened, almost as if she were going to refuse

me, and then her stiffness faded as Linda rubbed my head around her

lips a little harder, working it between her lips and into the entrance

of her depths. My wife wiggled her hips side to side, much like she used

to when she was inviting me to fuck her hot hole. I pushed toward her,

forcing my engorged head slowly into her, spreading her hot wet vagina

as I slipped ever so slowly into her.

"Oh,

fuck yes." Nancy moaned as I pushed my way deeper into her. "That's it

honey. Fuck me. Make me come around your fat cock!" She lowered her head

to Linda's cunt again and I heard her muffled moan as I started to

stroke slowly in and out of her.

Every

stroke brought my balls across Linda's face, slapping her eyebrows

slightly. In and out I started to thrust, my cock stroking its full

length in and out of her. Linda wrapped her left hand around my ass

cheek and  hooked her other hand around Nancy’s thigh. Linda was now

conducting the symphony movement of our love anthem. Linda’s middle

finger pressed my anus tightly and eventually entered just inside my

sphincter.

I

felt Nancy’s already excited cunt start to spasm when I'd barely

started stroking, Linda having apparently gotten her already very close

to climax. I knew I was still quite a ways from my own climax as I held

her hips and kept thrusting, pushing in and out so that my cock teased

her insides from the entrance all the way to the end of her tunnel.
Nancy

always said that my thick shaft felt so much bigger when I fucked her

from behind. I wanted her to enjoy it. I wanted her to feel my cock

making her climax. I wanted her to remember how good it felt that first

time, that time laying on the picnic table, feeling a cock slide into

her for the first time. I wanted her to enjoy it like she did then,

coming so hard to my stroking cock that her body surprised both of us

and pumped her juices out all over my stomach and crotch. I wanted her

to climax that hard again.

"Oh

fuck!" she squeaked as she pulled her face from Linda's cunt. "Oh fuck

me, lover. God you feel so good. Come for me. Fill me up with your cum.

Oh God! Yes! That's it. Fuck me!" She hadn't been all that vocal for

years, and hearing her talk like a vulgar whore, begging me to fuck and

fill her; pushed all the right buttons at the right time. While my mind

was still imagining that it was that first time again, feeling her for

the first time, I held her hips and drove harder into her, rocking the

entire bed as I pumped in and out of her with abandon.

My

body raced toward climax as I thrust myself deep into my wife, a

feeling of elation and desire all mixed together running through my

body. I was so close, I wanted to come, I wanted to fill her cunt with

my cum, I wanted her to keep climaxing as long as I could make her. I

kept thrusting, trying to keep holding her climax at its peak as long as

I could. I felt a hand on my ass, moving with me, coaxing me harder

into my wife.

I

looked down past my thrusting cock at Linda’s face, grinning up at me,

waiting, coaxing. In a moment of clear realization I knew what she

wanted.

"Oh

Fuck!" I grunted loudly as my body spasmed. I could feel my cock

pumping shot after shot of cum into my wife's spasming cunt, filling

her, feeling her climax still squeezing and milking me, like I hadn't

felt for oh so many years. I stood there, my knees leaning against the

mattress, panting, listening to my wife moan and pant herself, my cum

still leaking into her as my cock twitched occasionally.

"Oh

God, yes. So good." She moaned softly, laying her head between Linda's

legs again, but not to lick her any longer. Linda released her hold on

my ass and instead hooked her index finger around the base of my cock.

She coaxed me back, backing me out of my wife slowly. My now softening

tallywhacker slipped from Nancy’s reddened, swollen cunt lips, and

dropped onto Linda's face.

Linda

tiled her head back and opened her mouth. I slid inside Linda’s waiting

mouth and she sucked my shrinking cock for only a few seconds before

gently pushing me further back. I knew why, though I was surprised that

she'd want to.

I

stood, my cock almost dripping the remaining cum in Linda's face,

holding my wife's ass cheeks for balance. I watched Linda lick the cum

oozing from my wife's gaping cunt, my white cream leaking from her and

dripping down off her twat lips into Linda's mouth.

"Tastes just like that cookie." Linda moaned softly. "I swear that was cum flavored icing."

"I kinda thought it tasted like Nancy's cunt." I panted as I moved onto the bed and flopped onto my back, momentarily exhausted.

I

lay there, trying to catch my breath, listening to Linda lick my wife,

sending occasional shudders through her body. Nancy finally had all she

could take and shifted off Linda and over onto me, laying down on me.

She lay flat on me, her tits smashed to my chest, her face inches from

mine. Without a word she lowered her lips to mine and kissed me.

Hesitantly at first, and then with growing urgency. She held my face and

kissed and sucked my lips, almost as if she were afraid I was going to

not be there.

Linda

rolled onto her side, facing away from us, then resumed her own

masterbations, stroking her cunt with two fingers, while her other hand

fondled her aroused nipples. Linda was a moaner.

An aging couple gets a surprise gift from Mrs. Clause.

Based on a post by m storyman x, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

I could hear Nancy, my wife, clinking the dishes in the kitchen as she unloaded the dishwasher. It was Christmas eve morning, and she was up and about before six. That meant only one thing as far as I was concerned, no Christmas sex this year, again. Not with the kids showing up this afternoon. I've found myself thinking back to the early years a lot more lately. You'd think that in my sixties, sex wouldn't be a big deal anymore, but instead it seemed like my tolerance for her lack of desire or output was lower instead of better.

I closed my eyes again and thought back to our first Christmas together as man and wife. It was a small tree, and there weren't many presents around it, but we gave each other the best present in the world that Christmas night. We made love under the tree, not once, but multiple times. Nine months later our first daughter was born. All through our dating time she was sexually playful and we would have sex many ways and in lots of places. She never seemed bashful when she undressed for me, exposing her incredibly beautiful body. Hell, I never would have even tried to ask her out on a date if I hadn't accidently spilled my drink all over her at McDonalds. She was way out of my class. She looked more like playboy model material than someone interested in a somewhat geeky college freshman.

To my surprise, she demanded that I take her out to make up for spilling the soda all over her. So I did. And again, and again. After half a dozen dates, I built up enough nerve to suggest we mess around while we were walking in the dark through the local park. She readily agreed and the two of us made love for the first time on a picnic table in the middle of a public park. It was the first of many times we made love, in private, in semi-public areas, in the river, in the lake, well, you get the idea. She was willing to do it anywhere I felt comfortable doing it with her. She never seemed to be able to get enough of our intimacy. And it was so much more than just sex. You could see it in her eyes. She loved what I was doing with her and she loved watching me climax along with her. It became almost a game with her, to hold it as long as possible before letting herself tumble over the edge, taking me with her. But it was for me, and only me. Once we started dating there was no one else, not even close male friends that would hug or anything. It wasn't until I proposed that I learned I was the first man to have her that way.

We got married less than a year after spilling that soda on her, and we made love the first time as man and wife in the hot tub on the balcony of the bridal suite. Not one time, but twice before we finally tumbled into bed, exhausted from the day’s activities. The next months were fantastic. She seemed to delight in teasing me, skimpy or no underwear with short skirts, sexy lingerie, sometimes wearing things without a bra so her big 32 D tits would wiggle enticingly. Our first Christmas found her under the tree in a red see through negligee, a gift tag tied to the crotch of her see through panties that read "definitely open before Christmas!" We made love under that tree and we loved each other. Over the next months, her belly grew, but her desire for me didn't change. If anything, it increased. It was almost as if being pregnant enhanced her sexual desire. And I wasn't going to argue. She always whispered how much she loved me and how much making love with me made her feel loved.

It wasn't a surprise when sex drew to a sudden halt after Tabitha was born. I could understand it. I waited patiently, and some of the sex returned, but not nearly what it had been before. We had to plan when we had sex so we didn't wake Mikey, interrupting us. A year later we had Julie, and sex became even less frequent. After Mandy, well, sex just didn't seem to happen anymore. It was frustrating, but I always looked ahead and said that once the girls were grown and out of the house things would get better.

College came for our sons, and we were empty nesters, but the long skirts, heavy duty bras to hold her now thirty eight triple D's in place, and the granny panties appeared to be the future. Sex was maybe once or twice a month, if I was lucky, always in the bedroom and always the same way. It was, to say the least, depressing to see what my life had become. I was married to the most beautiful woman in town, maybe the state, and I barely got to even see her naked any more unless we shared a shower. Now here we were, twenty years past the girls moving out on their own and I was more depressed about our sex life than I could remember. I lay dreaming back to that first Christmas, picturing her lying under the tree in that see through red mesh, her legs spread, her body illuminated only by the blinking lights of the tree, looking so damn sexy and inviting. I could still feel in my mind the sensations of sliding my hard-on into her and hear her moans of pleasure as she begged me to fuck her over and over again.

I could feel my hard-on inside my sleep shorts growing, my hand moving to it as I remembered the image of her tits bouncing inside the sheer material before she rolled me over to sit on top of me. I stroked my hard shaft, pretending it was her hot wet cunt again, her big tits now bouncing wildly on her chest, the sheer material pushed apart by her flying tits. My mind could still remember how she felt around me as she pounded down on me with abandon until she made me come deep inside her. I grunted and felt my cock surge cum onto my stomach, remembering that day and wishing for those days again. I knew in my heart it was a useless wish. Nothing was going to change, but I still couldn't help but wish it none the less. I tossed back the covers, pushed the sleep shorts the rest of the way off and headed to the shower to rinse off the evidence of my desire.

After Christmas

It had been a good Christmas. I loved having the kids and their families over, this year with the first of our grandchildren as well. It was midmorning, the day after Christmas, and I was moving around the tree, picking up the odds and ends wrapping paper that had gotten left behind and putting my Christmas presents away in the shop, or wherever else was a suitable home. The tree had been inundated with presents, as usual, stacked so high that only the top two thirds of the tree were visible. Both of us enjoyed giving presents to the kids and their spouses. My wife spent hours picking just the right things for all of them. Christmas was probably the best season of the year, at least I felt so. Though each year it became harder and harder not to think back to that first Christmas. No, I wasn't going to change wives. I loved Nancy more than anything else in my life, though the kids would be a darn tough second.

No, I was resigned to my life of near celibacy, at least compared to how my life with her had started.

To make matters worse, my wife and the neighborhood ladies were all fitness-minded. They keep up a daily routine of evening walks and morning yoga. This means I wake up to a beautiful display of curvy bodies in the living room or back patio, adorned in the hottest yoga pants, leotards, or swimsuits. Good luck hiding your morning wood with multiple ladies watching.

I tucked things away and I was about to call it done, when I noticed a small package sticking out from under the tree skirt. "uh oh." I mumbled, "someone didn't get a present." I pulled the oddly wrapped package from under the skirt and looked at it. About six inches square and maybe an inch thick. I didn't recognize the paper. It was a deep burgundy with some kind of fuzzy pattern on it and a bow that looked to be made of silk lace. It had a small tag which I turned over. "To Mike, from Mrs. Clause."

I chuckled. My wife and I often traded packages from Santa. I was surprised that she didn't catch one of mine was missing. I gently slipped the bow and ribbon off the corners and gently unwrapped the paper. It was almost like foil paper with that interesting soft texture. It had to be expensive paper. I opened the box and inside was a single heart shaped cookie, white frosted with red sugar dusted over it. Under I could see a small parchment paper. I slipped it out. The parchment looked and felt ancient, but clearly couldn't be or it would fall apart. The writing was in a looping feminine script.

"Merry Christmas. Share this with the love of your life, to grant your Christmas wish, but be alone." Mrs. Clause.

I looked it over, front and back, but there were no other clues. Maybe this was my wife's way of trying to start something? We hadn't had any sex over Christmas yet, so maybe this was her way of giving me a present she knew I would enjoy. I grinned at the thought. I could play that game. I headed to the bedroom and took off my underwear so I was wearing only my thin nylon workout shorts. That should make things easier. I took the cookie from the box and opened the plastic wrapper. Setting the unwrapped cookie back in the box, I went to find her. Now was as good a time as any. I found her in the kitchen, putting dinner into the crockpot. I stepped behind her and gently kissed her neck. Breaking the cookie, I reached around her, pressing my already growing hard-on against her ass crack. I whispered. "I have something for you." I held the piece of cookie out in front of her mouth for her to take the bite.

"What's that?" she asked, her hands unable to do anything as she held the chicken breasts. I slipped the portion of cookie into her mouth before she could object any further. "Oh my god! That is so good!" she moaned, almost orgasmic as she chewed the cookie slowly.

Jenna Teaches hubby.

Based on a post by m jar65, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 

One week later Nick and I were in the same hotel again and quickly we were naked and fucking. Again there was lots of oral and I sucked his cock nice and long and Nick ate my slit till I was cumming all over his face.

I was so ready and so wanting that cock in my backside that Nick had to calm me down. Soon he was eating my slit and slipping a finger in and out of my ass. It was just as sensational the second time and I loved the stretching and the rubbing inside my little hole. Nick was so wonderful and he just kept going till I came in his mouth twice. Then he flipped me onto my front and straight away I got myself into the right position for him.

This time my rim job felt better and lasted even longer. I was moaning out loud for him and really I loved every moment of that ass licking, the feeling of having a man focus so much attention on my delicate anus. I came nice and hard for Nick as he thrust two fingers into my slit while his soft, warm tongue lapped at my hole.

Nick was such an expert he knew just how to handle me. As soon as that orgasm flowed out of me I was flipped back and this time I had two pillows under my hips. I was panting hard and it wasn't the after effects of my receding orgasm. I knew the moment had arrived and I was about to take a rock hard cock deep into my asshole.

He pulled on a condom as I stared at his hard cock and tried to imagine that bulk stretching out my backside. He didn't go straight to my ass though. First he dipped his cock into my slit. I admit I felt a little disappointed but soon enough I was huffing and panting as Nick did his magic and made my body ready to explode. I thought briefly how exciting it felt to have a different man take my body.

I was so close to cumming again when Nick positioned the head of his cock against my rear entrance. I was horny and desperate and wanted that cock so badly. I watched him apply a little lube and then he told me 'rub your clit for me. Make sure you are giving yourself some pleasure in case it's too big the first time.'

I understood just was he was saying. Just the head of his cock pressing against my hole felt like the biggest thing I had ever taken. I still wanted the rest of it, to take his whole cock. So I strummed my clit just as he asked. I wasn't scared but I was worried we might fail at the first hurdle.

I was panting and playing with my clit and the whole time Nick never took his eyes off mine. This was it, finally taking a hard cock up my ass.

'Here we go,' he said quietly. 'Try to relax for me.' I felt him press forward and I knew even then my anus was struggling to open up for him. The trouble was that I was so excited I really couldn't relax anything. I was going to have a hard cock shoved into my ass and even the thought that it could hurt didn't slow me down a bit.

Nick applied a bit more lube and with a sudden push he was inside me. Oh shit, his cock suddenly felt enormous and for a moment I was sure I'd never take the whole thing inside me. I kept playing with my clit, trying to adjust to these new sensations. I wanted that cock to go all the way.

After taking a tongue and then a finger, the head of his cock was really stretching me. I was scared but I was loving the feeling already. Carefully Nick started pressing deeper and the 'filled up' feeling got stronger. I was amazed that I could take so much in there. It felt weird but so good at the same time. A big hard cock in my backdoor and it was so new and so sexy at the same time.

He was pushing deeper and I was getting more and more filled up in that weird way. Each time he pressed forward I knew I was taking still more of that big hard cock inside my forbidden little hole. I was amazed at how much I could take and how good it felt. Oh fuck, I was loving it even though I also felt like using the toilet.

Suddenly there was a tearing and burning sensation. Nick must have recognized my expression because he actually withdrew a little and applied some more lube. I was still panting madly and so worried that this was my limit.

'Keep rubbing that clit,' Nick told me. 'You are so close so let's go slow and gentle.'

'Don't stop,' I gasped and panted at him. My slit was feeling so good and I was experiencing the weirdest and sexiest sensations I had ever known. Having even a part of his cock in my ass felt so dirty and erotic that I was anxious to take him all. I was being stretched and filled in the 'wrong' place but my body was telling me that everything was exactly right.

Women know the sensation of a big hard cock filling up their vagina. Instead of that I now had that cock in my ass and although it was a weird feeling my body was heating up and my tits were tingling.

Slowly Nick started to pulse his cock in and out of my ass. I was such a newbie I didn't even know what that meant. Slowly he was working himself deeper and deeper into me and soon I realized things felt very different. He felt huge in there and part of my brain worried I might burst. But the excitement from that big thing moving in my ass overwhelmed everything else.

'You've done it,' he said to me with a smile. 'My whole cock is inside your ass. How do you feel?'

'I don't know,' I panted. 'It’s weird but it feels so great. Fuck me now. Fuck my ass with your cock so I can feel everything.'

Nick started to pulse back and forward again but this time his cock strokes were longer and he was starting to use a little more force inside me. 'Does it feel good?' I asked him anxiously. 'Does my ass feel good?'

He smiled and went on fucking my ass. My first ever anal sex, first ass fucking, first ass reaming. I was in a kind of heaven but still I wanted it to be perfect.

'Your ass feels great to me,' he said with a big smile.

Nick's thrusting got longer and stronger and soon I was in a kind of reverie. The weird feeling was turning into an amazing glow right through my body and the 'filled up' sensations were starting to make me feel like I really needed to cum. It was the strangest feeling ever but somehow I knew that I was loving taking a cock in my ass.

An orgasm was approaching and now I didn't even need to rub my slit. The feeling of that hard cock and the truth that I was being fucked up my ass was all I needed right then. The sensation of him moving inside my backdoor and the rubbing against my insides was becoming more and more exciting. My whole body was starting to feel turned-on.

Of course I had no idea of what to expect or what would come next. But I knew what was happening when I started being overtaken by a massive new sensation and I realized that I was cumming while Nick had his cock up my ass.

Holy shit, I came with a cock up my ass. I'd never believed it could really happen. It happened to me, though, and on that very first time. It didn't explode like most of my orgasms. It just kind of erupted from some other part of my body and it swelled up inside me and suddenly my whole body was on fire and the most incredible release just came over me.

I tried to stay focused on Nick's cock thrusting into my ass hole but I just couldn't. It was the weirdest orgasm I'd ever had and even now I can't really describe it. But I felt so full and so sexy and so alive right then. I know I cried out loud as that climax rushed through my body and I lay there looking up at that stranger as he continued to pump himself into my ass hole. I just couldn't really believe what it was doing to me.

Soon Nick seemed to guess what was happening and as that first ever anal orgasm passed he carefully slid himself out of my hole. There was that same feeling of emptiness like when a cock pulls out of my slit and I imagined I'd been opened so wide that my anus stayed open even after Nick left me.

I still felt sensational though and the feeling of that first anal fuck and that first orgasm still filled my body and my brain. I lay for there for a long time next to Nick with him holding me and asking if I was OK. All I could do was nod.

Eventually I did recover my breathing and calmed down enough to think about what had just happened to me. Believe me, right then I told myself I would be a slut for anal sex and that no matter what happened I would find a way to get my hubby to do that to me.

We did plenty more oral and fucking that day, though Nick insisted we should let my asshole rest after all that activity. I made Nick promise that next time he would fuck my ass from behind, doggy style. I really wanted that and by now I knew that my little hole could fit the whole of a big hard cock.

I went home that word buzzing in my brain; sodomy. I had committed sodomy. I had been sodomized. I was so turned on that at home that night I practically demanded that my hubby fuck me good and hard. I insisted on doing it doggy style so I could get all his cock inside me and really feel the fucking and thrusting. Hubby has a gorgeous cock that looks and feels so great. I could almost worship that part of him. The whole time he was humping me from behind I was imagining how it would feel when I could take him in my ass instead.

That weekend I was still on a big high and feeling horny, talking my hubby into still more sex than he would normally need to give me. What was best was that one time I screwed up my courage when hubby was eating my slit and I quietly asked him to go lower with his tongue. He did, too, and I really enjoyed the dirty feeling and the softness of his tongue on my anus. It wasn't a proper rim job but it was a first for us and I enjoyed it.

The next night I took a long shower before bed and then I somehow managed to ask if he would lick both my holes. Hubby agreed but I could see that he wasn't sure what I was after. So I lay on my front for him, legs apart to display my holes and asking him to lick them both. Whenever his tongue went near my backdoor I moaned a little louder. It was only a small fake. That did the trick, however, and hubby slowly got into it some more till I was feeling pretty good. That was kind of my first ever rim job from hubby and I knew with practice he was only going to get better.

Finally hubby couldn't hold out any longer and he asked me what was going on. 'I love you sweetheart but I am wondering why all this extra attention to your lovely ass.'

So I told a small lie. 'I want to prepare myself. Get me ready for you.'

'For me? For what?'

'You know. For you in my asshole.'

'Me in your asshole?'

'Darling, I know a lot of men enjoy anal sex. You know some women enjoy it too. I want to try it with you. I want to try and see if I can give that to you like other women do for their husbands.'

'You want me to fuck your ass so I won't get it from other women?'

'Sweetheart, I don't care about other women. I am your wife and it’s time we tried something new in bed. I just thought that if you wanted to fuck me back there then I want us to try it.'

We talked and fucked some more that night. It took less than 24 hours for hubby to decide that he did want to do that. So long as I really thought we should try it. I nearly burst out laughing.

It was noticeable after that night how much more eager hubby became to rim me and lick both my holes. Helping to 'prepare' me he was. And I can report that without much encouragement from me he was quickly improving his technique and I was enjoying it more and more. I suppose I was making up for lost time, too.

Thanks to my extra libido we were fucking like rabbits and soon I graduated him to fingering my ass while he licked my slit. That took a little more practice and I had to show him how to get a finger wet with the moisture from my slit and then add some saliva as well. The orgasms were not as explosive as that first time with Nick but I didn't care really. I was having a great time with my hubby as he practiced his new technique on me.

I met Nick again too. I was shaking and nervous and more happy than ever that he had such experience and poise in this situation. Like always there was the fear of being discovered. This time there was the extra thrill from knowing I was going to take a cock in my ass doggy style.

In the hotel room I allowed Nick to take the lead as usual. This time I got a gentle surprise when he put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me down to my knees. I knew what he wanted, of course, but no-one has done that to me in years.

It was kind of fun, though, and I soon had his cock out of his trousers and in my mouth while I knelt in front of him.

On the bed we did all our usual preliminaries of sucking and licking. He got me so incredibly turned-on like he always did. For a casual sex fling I can say this man was very attentive and considerate of my needs.

We fucked in missionary for a little while and I did my best to enjoy it and relax. His cock felt great inside my slit but, again, I found myself thinking only about how it was going to feel inside my asshole.

When he was ready, Nick flipped me onto my hands and knees and I got another of his lovely, long ass lickings. He also paid attention to my slit and to my clit and soon I was feeling red hot and completely randy.

The feeling of his cock in my slit as he entered me from behind was sensational. All I really was aware of right then was how much more intense I wanted my pleasure to be. He could either slam into my vagina or he could take my almost virgin ass. I got a nice steady humping and he even reached under me to rub my nipples and my clit.

He stuck his finger into my backdoor again that afternoon and I was so turned-on that I just grunted and gasped and came even harder. I loved the way he was stretching out my hole but the real thrill was knowing that his cock was going to go into that same place at any minute. Oh fuck, I came hard for Nick as he screwed me like that, knowing I was a dirty wife who really does enjoy a strange cock in her slit.

When I felt Nick withdraw his cock from my slit I knew my moment had come. I think he applied a little lube to himself. Then his finger popped out of my ass and was replaced with something that felt much bigger and more wonderful.

The firm pressure he put against my rear opening made me gasp and pant harder. It was just the head of his cock but now I knew for sure it would fit and that his entire shaft would soon fill up my bottom. Being in front of him on hands and knees felt so incredible and to me this was really the moment of my introduction to anal sex.

I don't know why but for some reason I had gotten the idea that being ass fucked doggy style is really the proper way to do it. It just seems so primitive and animal and it means that the cock can go as deep and hard as possible. I adore the thought that in doggy position my dear hubby can choose either hole for his cock to enter. At first the idea brought a little fear but it seemed the best way to feel everything and fully take a cock inside my ass hole. That kind of more extreme fucking was what I had been wanting.

That day in the hotel I knew I was going to be penetrated and stretched like I'd never felt before. Right then I wanted it so bad. 'Fuck me, Nick. Fuck my ass,' I murmured to him. He didn't really need the encouragement but he was good enough to remind me that I should be stroking my clit as he pierced my little opening.

With the first push I felt the head of his cock enter my back door. Already I felt so full. I was panting and moaning as he worked himself deeper. I was a little afraid but I was feeling greedy and I just wanted another of those amazing orgasms he had given me before.

Just like the first time, having his cock in my ass like that felt so weird and so amazing at the same time. I already knew that I loved the feeling of being so filled up and feeling so dirty.

Like before there was a brief moment of pain that felt like my skin was tearing. Nick must have been paying extra attention because somehow he sensed the problem and he slowed for a moment and applied some extra wetness to his lovely hard cock. I was worried he would stop and you know I really would have taken the pain right then to get his cock fully inside my ass. I just kept rubbing my clit and somehow that made the pain go away.

Then with a few more firm pushes I knew Nick was buried deep inside my ass hole.

'Don't stop,' I panted. 'Don't stop. Fuck me please Nick.'

That's what he did and it could not have felt better. He started with the same gentle pulsing back and forth. This time I knew I was being ass fucked for real. Then soon I could feel him really stroking inside my backdoor and straight away it was feeling even better. I kept