She was in charge. There was no doubt about it. I pushed forward as she asked, in a slow and easy manner. Within a few seconds I was all the way in, my pubic bone pressing against her swollen wet cunt.
“Now pull your dick all the way out except for the head and put it all the way back in. Do it slowly so I can feel every bit of movement.” Her commands were almost whispers.
I did as she ordered, drawing my rock hard cock out just far enough so her outer sphincter had a grip on its head. I paused for just a second and I could feel her sphincter muscles squeezing my dick. As I pushed back in, she slowly rotated her hips, which had to have intensified the feeling for her. She was really working it!! She was a different woman. I didn’t know what to make of it. As a good a time as I was having, it was all about her.
Our cottage filled with the sweet aromas from the candles that surrounded our king-size bed. The sliding door that looked out onto our little deck and the hotel path was open except for the screen. We could hear people walking by on their way to the restaurant or bar. Most of them were barely dressed, the women in sheer tops and short short skirts, the men in gauze or linen pants or shorts. I’d bet there was a pair of panties or underwear on any of them.
If anybody looked in, they might be able to make out the forms of two people having the time of their lives bathed in soft candlelight. I kept up a nice even pace, pulling my dick out and then so slowly inserting back in. The lube had somewhat thinned creating a nice friction. My wife has never asked for more lube so I assume that she like the feeling of the head of my penis rubbing against the inside of her rectum.
She was massaging her clit with one hand and pulling and squeezing her outer labia with the other. Her breathing was very rhythmic except every minute or two it would speed up as she had orgasm after orgasm. At the same time, her anus would pulsate, transmitting her feelings to my cock.
Our bodies were covered with lusty sweat. I started to pick up the pace because I wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer.
“I can’t take any more. I’ve cum so many times I’ve lost count. Fuck me as hard as you want. Cum in my ass!” My wife brought her hands up to my nipples and started pinching them, something she knew would bring me to the edge. I quickened my pace and pounded her ass. It didn’t take more than a minute before I started to cum. It felt like my cock blew up to twice its normal size. I kept up my thrusting as my dick released squirt after squirt of my man juice. Now I was the one who was grunting and groaning. When I thought there was no more left in me, I just fell forward on top of my wife with my dick still in her ass.
She pushed me off and I lay down next to her, my head against the headboard.
“Anything left in there for me?” she asked as she put her hand around my cock and brought her mouth down on the head. She took half my cock in her mouth and sucked on it. This was unbelievable! We always see ass-to-mouth in the porno that we watch. I didn’t think she knew how much it turned me on to watch some chick take the dick that had just been in her ass and put it in her mouth. If there was any cum left in me, she certainly sucked it all out but what was really amazing is that I was starting to get hard again.
“No more for me. I’m going to sleep. Good night!” She reached up to kiss me good night. In a split second I had to make a decision. Knowing my wife, it wasn’t going to be a peck on the lips. Especially after what we just did. What the hell! We’d been married for so long, God knows where our mouths have been before we kissed. We’ve swapped spit and cum. I’ve rimmed her so many times and stuck my tongue in her ass every time and I was still alive and never caught anything. Several times I’ve even eaten an anal creampie, or as the urban dictionary says, felched her ass. A deep loving kiss was, at the very least, something she deserved. However, the thought of doing it was just making my dick harder. We kissed in a fervent embrace and she rolled over to go to sleep.
“Thank you, Honey,” I whispered.
She was already asleep. There I sat in the bed with a very hard throbbing penis between my legs. It wasn’t going to go away by itself. What was I going to do? I could rub one out and then what? I really wasn’t that sleepy so I got out of bed and went out onto our little deck. My wife was dead to the world. I don’t think a bomb going off would have awakened her. It was about 2 in the morning and the temperature outside was in the 70’s. There were still some people out there, stumbling back from the bar. The moonlight offered a really sensual kind of light, bright enough to create defined shadows but still maintain the anonymity of darkness. I sat there contemplating what to do with my very turgid erection.
“Hey, is that a medical condition or are you just happy to see me?”
I was kind of in a state of euphoria, not really totally focused on what was going on around me. If anything I was fantasizing about my “plight.” I was startled by the voice that was obviously directed towards me. I turned and, out of the shadows, Jack walked towards me. I came out of my cloud, looked down at my hard-on, and was immediately embarrassed. I’m sure I was blushing a bright red, but Thank God, the darkness covered it up. My dick quickly began to lose its tumescence.
“What are you doing out so late, Jack?”
“Well, after Juli and I left you, we went back to our cottage and fucked our brains out. I wasn’t ready to go to sleep, so I went down to the bar to hang out and people-watch. A few drinks, some conversation, then a lot of flirting with whom ever would listen and before you know it, the bar closed. Time to call it a day, although I’m still not that tired. What’s your story? Why are you sitting out here?”
“Jack, as you know, we parted company earlier, thinking that we were going to go to sleep, you know, end of a long day, a lot of drinking, so on and so forth. I went into the bathroom and when I came out, my wife was on the bed with her legs spread apart and a bottle of lube on the end table. The first words out of her mouth were a command to fuck her ass. When I suggested some foreplay to warm things up, she told me that she would handle that and I should just fuck her ass as I was told. Jack, fucking her ass is my absolute favorite thing and it doesn’t happen often enough as far as I’m concerned. It’s always my goal, but I usually wait for her to ask for it. I’ve never insisted on it. I was really surprised that the only thing she wanted me to do was fuck her ass. She was incredible. I fucked her ass for at least a half-hour. After I came in her, she sucked the last few drops of cum out of my cock in an ass-to-mouth move worthy of the best porn flick I’ve ever seen. I was a freakin’ dream come true, like I died and gone to heaven.”
“She kept sucking my cock and it started to get hard again. She said that she had had enough and she was going to sleep. She kissed me, sticking her tongue down my throat. I could taste my cum in her mouth. It was especially hot knowing that I came in her ass then she went down on me and now I was swapping spit with her after she did ass-to-mouth. After the kiss, she turned over and basically passed out. She’s in there now, dead to the world. I was left with a raging hard-on, my brain filled with thoughts about what had just happened. I was trying to figure out what brought it on. Why was she so demanding about getting her ass fucked when usually it’s something that may or may not happen? It was something I never would have expected.”