30-06-2019, 03:50 PM
As I rubbed the jelly on her ass I slid two fingers in her pussy and began to wish I could have it instead. She knelt on the bed and put her ass up in the air as I crawled up into place with my lubed cock in hand. I gently placed it against her hole and pushed in. I could feel her muscles tighten as I tried to break through. I put a little more pressure and suddenly felt it slip in as she was letting out a scream to stop. I stopped and held it in her ass about three inches in as she was panting and telling herself that she could handle it. It was a wild scene, there was my wife denying me her pussy that I had easily penetrated numerous times and yet she insisted I use her ass which obviously hurt her.
After what seemed like forever she told me to go ahead and I slid it in further. I had softened some so I imagine it didn't hurt as much. Pretty soon I could feel my balls rub up against her pussy and thought what an irony that for so many years it was my balls hitting her rosebud while I wished it was her ass that I was fucking instead of her pussy; now it was my balls slapping against her forbidden pussy. I started to slowly slide my cock in and out and thought of how tight she was and that this was much tighter than her pussy anyway.
After about three minutes she started to get into and was meeting my thrust with one of her own. She reached down and started to finger her pussy and my balls would slap into the back of her hand on every stroke. She grunted every time they slammed into her hand. It tickled my balls and gave me a greater excitement with each stroke. I was fantasizing about fucking her pussy as I began to feel the fire build down deep in my balls. I let out an explosion like I hadn't in years as I began to cum. It took about 10 strokes to finish myself off and then I pulled out and looked down at her beautiful ass full of my jism.
She quickly rolled over and grabbed a Kleenex and told me we can't let that cum get into her pussy. I sat there in amazement as I thought what in the hell was going on here? I lay down beside her and assumed my normal position to masturbate her to an orgasm when she hopped up to go to clean up and told me she didn't want a "rub" that night.
I couldn't believe what my beautiful wife had said the night before as I sat at our kitchen table eating breakfast. Yes, it had been the hottest night of sex we had experienced in our brief marriage but the fact she wouldn't let me fuck her pussy made no sense. After all, we had just started to try to get pregnant.
I started humming to myself the Stones tune "You Can't Always Get What You Want", thinking it was funny for years I wanted her ass and now I got it but can't have her pussy. I was excited that she had come out of her shell and showed so much passion in bed. I thought how lucky I was she was finally getting into sex and I am sure this little game about her cuckolding me would end soon and I would be the better for her increased passion.
She walked in the kitchen wearing the same white lace teddy she wore to bed the night before and once again I became hard almost immediately. There she was 5'7" and 135 pounds of pure lust. Her tits were swaying back and forth like they always do when she goes braless; being a large C cup it is inevitable. It really turns me on to see them naked but through the sexy lace of the teddy was almost as good. I looked down at her shaven pussy and remembered how good it felt to lick and suck that bald cunt last night. I felt a smidgen of sorrow that I didn't get to fuck her pussy last night.
She sat down and I told her she looked really sexy and asked her if she wanted another round of sex. She told me not then but maybe later. She said the only reason she was still in the teddy was she had just forgotten to change. I knew she was lying, especially the way she bent over when she got up to get her cereal from the back of the bottom cupboard. She clearly was teasing me as her shaved pussy was all pink and swollen again, I noticed that her anus was still a little swollen and puffy as well. It gave me a smile as I thought of invading it the night before. I began to wonder why her pussy was so swollen and pink.
I thought she must have masturbated herself this morning to that letter. I kind of smiled thinking that the letter describing a woman's search for the ultimate big cock helped spice up our sex life much more than I had ever dreamed it would. Yet, it was that damn letter that gave her the idea of cuckolding me. I figured it was part of the game she was playing and from what we did the night before I was more than happy to play along.
I asked her what she had in mind for her day off and she said she had some errands to run with a bit of a tease to her voice. I was late for my golf date and told her I would be back around 5 and it would be really cool if she was still dressed in her teddy when I got back. She laughed and asked me if I was sure I wanted her to wear the teddy while she ran her errands. I just chuckled and grabbed my clubs and headed out to golf.
All day while playing golf I couldn't get my mind off of the hot sex we shared the night before. I was doffing my shots left and right and it was obvious I wasn't into the game. My friends even commented on how I must have something else on my mind other than golf. I thought if they only knew. I rushed home right after the game hoping my wife would be there in that white teddy ready for another round. I was sorely disappointed when I got home and she wasn't there.
About an hour later she drove up and I heard the garage door close and I ran to the kitchen to greet her. I was totally shocked when I arrived and there she stood in her white teddy with no panties or bra on. I asked her if she went out that way and she just smiled and told me that isn't that what I told her I wanted. It was then that suddenly she broke down and started crying. She was just sobbing when I went over to her and put my arm around her. As I helped her sit I noticed that her teddy was all covered with a moist light colored stain, mostly on the upper half.
I demanded to know where she had been and how dare she go out in that outfit. She was still sobbing but trying to speak. I was able to make out something about how she didn't mean to do it and how sorry she was. I grabbed her by her shoulders and made her look me in the eye as I tried to stop her crying to find out what was wrong. She kept darting her eyes away from mine as I kept repeating "what is wrong?"
Finally, I got her to stop sobbing and she was gently weeping as she started in with the story. She had gone to the local adult bookstore to by some toys as the second part of my fantasy I had told her that fateful night six weeks ago. She said she was going to buy a dildo and some sexy clothing for our next love making session. I asked her if she went dressed like that and she said she had put a skirt and blouse on over the teddy but was trying to be sexy and adventuresome like I had described in my fantasy. She said she didn't even wear panties or bra.
She said she remembered an adult bookstore across town and when she arrived at the store she found three cars in the parking lot. She said almost chickened out but decided she wanted to spice up our sex life like I had told her I wanted, so she gathered the courage to go inside. She told me there was a man in his 40s behind the counter right where you enter the store and he told her there was a cover charge. She said when she asked how much the guys standing around looking at the magazine racks heard a woman's voice and they all looked up at her.
She said she paid the 50 cents walked around and looked at the various toys and magazines. She said she was started to get excited over all the possibilities we could share. She picked up one of the realistic dildos and it was huge, it said 8" on it but she figured it had to be bigger than that as it was almost as twice as long as mine and I had always told her I was 6.5". One of the guys became quite brazen then and mumbled that was nothing compared to what he had in his pants. She said she smiled politely and walked away without responding.
After what seemed like forever she told me to go ahead and I slid it in further. I had softened some so I imagine it didn't hurt as much. Pretty soon I could feel my balls rub up against her pussy and thought what an irony that for so many years it was my balls hitting her rosebud while I wished it was her ass that I was fucking instead of her pussy; now it was my balls slapping against her forbidden pussy. I started to slowly slide my cock in and out and thought of how tight she was and that this was much tighter than her pussy anyway.
After about three minutes she started to get into and was meeting my thrust with one of her own. She reached down and started to finger her pussy and my balls would slap into the back of her hand on every stroke. She grunted every time they slammed into her hand. It tickled my balls and gave me a greater excitement with each stroke. I was fantasizing about fucking her pussy as I began to feel the fire build down deep in my balls. I let out an explosion like I hadn't in years as I began to cum. It took about 10 strokes to finish myself off and then I pulled out and looked down at her beautiful ass full of my jism.
She quickly rolled over and grabbed a Kleenex and told me we can't let that cum get into her pussy. I sat there in amazement as I thought what in the hell was going on here? I lay down beside her and assumed my normal position to masturbate her to an orgasm when she hopped up to go to clean up and told me she didn't want a "rub" that night.
I couldn't believe what my beautiful wife had said the night before as I sat at our kitchen table eating breakfast. Yes, it had been the hottest night of sex we had experienced in our brief marriage but the fact she wouldn't let me fuck her pussy made no sense. After all, we had just started to try to get pregnant.
I started humming to myself the Stones tune "You Can't Always Get What You Want", thinking it was funny for years I wanted her ass and now I got it but can't have her pussy. I was excited that she had come out of her shell and showed so much passion in bed. I thought how lucky I was she was finally getting into sex and I am sure this little game about her cuckolding me would end soon and I would be the better for her increased passion.
She walked in the kitchen wearing the same white lace teddy she wore to bed the night before and once again I became hard almost immediately. There she was 5'7" and 135 pounds of pure lust. Her tits were swaying back and forth like they always do when she goes braless; being a large C cup it is inevitable. It really turns me on to see them naked but through the sexy lace of the teddy was almost as good. I looked down at her shaven pussy and remembered how good it felt to lick and suck that bald cunt last night. I felt a smidgen of sorrow that I didn't get to fuck her pussy last night.
She sat down and I told her she looked really sexy and asked her if she wanted another round of sex. She told me not then but maybe later. She said the only reason she was still in the teddy was she had just forgotten to change. I knew she was lying, especially the way she bent over when she got up to get her cereal from the back of the bottom cupboard. She clearly was teasing me as her shaved pussy was all pink and swollen again, I noticed that her anus was still a little swollen and puffy as well. It gave me a smile as I thought of invading it the night before. I began to wonder why her pussy was so swollen and pink.
I thought she must have masturbated herself this morning to that letter. I kind of smiled thinking that the letter describing a woman's search for the ultimate big cock helped spice up our sex life much more than I had ever dreamed it would. Yet, it was that damn letter that gave her the idea of cuckolding me. I figured it was part of the game she was playing and from what we did the night before I was more than happy to play along.
I asked her what she had in mind for her day off and she said she had some errands to run with a bit of a tease to her voice. I was late for my golf date and told her I would be back around 5 and it would be really cool if she was still dressed in her teddy when I got back. She laughed and asked me if I was sure I wanted her to wear the teddy while she ran her errands. I just chuckled and grabbed my clubs and headed out to golf.
All day while playing golf I couldn't get my mind off of the hot sex we shared the night before. I was doffing my shots left and right and it was obvious I wasn't into the game. My friends even commented on how I must have something else on my mind other than golf. I thought if they only knew. I rushed home right after the game hoping my wife would be there in that white teddy ready for another round. I was sorely disappointed when I got home and she wasn't there.
About an hour later she drove up and I heard the garage door close and I ran to the kitchen to greet her. I was totally shocked when I arrived and there she stood in her white teddy with no panties or bra on. I asked her if she went out that way and she just smiled and told me that isn't that what I told her I wanted. It was then that suddenly she broke down and started crying. She was just sobbing when I went over to her and put my arm around her. As I helped her sit I noticed that her teddy was all covered with a moist light colored stain, mostly on the upper half.
I demanded to know where she had been and how dare she go out in that outfit. She was still sobbing but trying to speak. I was able to make out something about how she didn't mean to do it and how sorry she was. I grabbed her by her shoulders and made her look me in the eye as I tried to stop her crying to find out what was wrong. She kept darting her eyes away from mine as I kept repeating "what is wrong?"
Finally, I got her to stop sobbing and she was gently weeping as she started in with the story. She had gone to the local adult bookstore to by some toys as the second part of my fantasy I had told her that fateful night six weeks ago. She said she was going to buy a dildo and some sexy clothing for our next love making session. I asked her if she went dressed like that and she said she had put a skirt and blouse on over the teddy but was trying to be sexy and adventuresome like I had described in my fantasy. She said she didn't even wear panties or bra.
She said she remembered an adult bookstore across town and when she arrived at the store she found three cars in the parking lot. She said almost chickened out but decided she wanted to spice up our sex life like I had told her I wanted, so she gathered the courage to go inside. She told me there was a man in his 40s behind the counter right where you enter the store and he told her there was a cover charge. She said when she asked how much the guys standing around looking at the magazine racks heard a woman's voice and they all looked up at her.
She said she paid the 50 cents walked around and looked at the various toys and magazines. She said she was started to get excited over all the possibilities we could share. She picked up one of the realistic dildos and it was huge, it said 8" on it but she figured it had to be bigger than that as it was almost as twice as long as mine and I had always told her I was 6.5". One of the guys became quite brazen then and mumbled that was nothing compared to what he had in his pants. She said she smiled politely and walked away without responding.
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