Prologue

I'm a very lucky man to be married to the aphrodisiac, most beautiful cleaning woman in the world.

This is, by no means, intended to objectify or degrade my wife, but Amanda possesses 3 touchable characteristics -- - in no particular order -- - that, in my humble vox populi, post her in the gamey echelons of physical beauty.

The number one is the flawlessness of her side and the unblemished grain of her naturally tan skin. I've come to fetishize Amanda's endearing freckles, which is perhaps her sexy characteristic of all, but the way her brown eyes always twinkle with mischief, like there's an inside caper that only she's aware of, is equally mesmerizing. And her smile… it lights up the world more brilliantly than the sun on my darkest Clarence Day

digression from her supermodel-like unspoilt looking at, people probably notice Amanda's amazing breasts first when she enters the room : 34c… perfect in shape, size, and firmness… perfect in every way ! Amanda's breast are obviously brilliant when fully exposed, but I somehow adore them even more when they're wrapped in a snug, sweaty sports bra.

Lastly, of course, is Amanda's uncomparable ass. My married woman doesn't possess a"bubble butt"or an"apple behind"; far from it. In fact, she would be highly insulted were anyone to describe her bottom as such ! No, she flaunts a sleek, super-toned bottom, achieved from arduous exercise at the gym and running 20+ land mile weekly, that is as unfaltering as I get whenever I see it. And like Amanda's breasts, the good deal of her bare bottom is an ungodly pleasure, yet it's even more arousing when she wears her aphrodisiacal yoga pants.

Ah, how I adore my married woman's unbelievable ass…

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Several string of Amanda's long smuggled silky hair fell over her face, and she blew them aside through the corner of her mouth. Though my married woman had just returned from the gym, she was diligently washing saucer that I had oafishly forgotten in the sink. Her rachis was to me, and I stood behind her unnoticed.

I stared at Amanda in admiration. Her whisker covered most of her backside. However, clad in a close-fitting sports bra and yoga pants that left little to the imagination, it was unmanageable not to notice the chiseled muscleman of my married woman's V-shaped upper torso. Her soundbox was sculpted as if made of granite, and she was, literally, a model of health and fitness. But my centre insidiously drifted downward as they always did when Amanda's back was to me.

That ass… my god… that incredible, perfect ass…

I stood in the midriff of our kitchen and gazed at Amanda vacuously. The simple flock of her tail, especially in those sexy yoga pant, made me harder than diamond. I was so engrossed by its perfection that I didn't realize she had shut off the water until she turned around.

My married woman regarded with me with a confounded expression, but I hardly noticed. I went from being mesmerized by her prat to fixating on her beautiful breasts and sexy 6-pack abs that rippled impressively with the slightest movement."Are you staring at my ass again, baby ?"Ironically, she was only joking.

I blushed."Yea… uh… actually, I was, Mandy."At that, her freckled cheeks turned a darker shade than mine."Sorry, you caught me red-handed."

Amanda threw a dishcloth that narrowly missed my head."You're horribly, you know that ?"But she was smiling and clearly appreciated my heed to her form.

I quickly glided towards her, placed my hands on her rose hip, and spun her around. Driving my genital organ into her behind, I playfully pinned Amanda to the kitchen sink. My burgeoning erection pressed into the wrinkle of her ass as I encircled her with my arms. Amanda squealed and attempted to worm away, but I had her trapped precisely where I wanted her.

The firmness of purpose of her bottom… the mildness of her hair… even her sweaty perfume was like an irresistible pheromone.

I rubbed my genital organ against Amanda's behind even harder ; I wanted her to feel it.

My wife giggled."Um, what are you doing ?"

"I'm showing you how nutcase your ass is making me,"I breathed in her ear.

Amanda purred,"I can tell. Maybe we should go forward this discourse in the shower."Normally, that would've sounded perfect because some of the best sex that we ever experienced had taken office there.

But I required instantaneous gratification.

"I can't time lag,"I confessed in a pain tone."I'm so fucking hot for you that I need you right now."Amanda's voluptuous merchant ship had me so sex-crazed that I spoke my side by side words without intellection, and immediately regretted it :"I want to bend you over this sump and ace your ass."

My married woman was typically adventuresome in bed. relieve for the extremely outre, there wasn't anything that she wasn't uncoerced to try at to the lowest degree once. We often watched porno together, dabbled with sex miniature, and even practiced faint bondage while taking turns being the"dom/domme"and"sub ”. But there were 2 specific bounds that she unyieldingly maintained.

Amanda had a designated"No Fly Zone ”, which essentially meant that I was forbidden to cum anywhere above her neck. To put it succinctly, she would not end my blowjobs by swallowing or allowing me to jack up off near her face. I never pushed the issue. After all, oral sex was already an intimate act that required a great pot of trust between us, and my married woman understandably considered swallowing ejaculate grotesque, much less wearing it on her face ! While I secretly fantasized about both, I was just glad to be receiving blowjob fairly regularly.

But nailing Amanda in her incredible ass… now that was a different narration. Unfortunately, her 2nd sexual expulsion was anal sex. Each time I would bring it up or even hedge around the topic, my wife would crinkle her intrude and immediately end the discussion with a resounding"No !"

But the more Amanda denied me anal retentive sex, the more I craved it. Her ass was so absurdly perfect that sodomizing it became an obsession. Sure, traditional vaginal sex, as well as oral sex, with my wife was as incredible as ever, but every meter she was raw or simply walked by, I couldn't aid but dream about poking her in the butt.

My wife grunted irritably, snapping me out of my thinking, and immediately pushed me away."baby, you know how I feel about that."

Damn it, you're such an idiot, I berated myself."I know, I know,"I grumbled lamely."But I was just hoping… I mean, I was really hoping that you might, you know…"My voice trailed off as I lifted my manus imploringly.

Amanda rolled her optic with a look of immense disgust that almost killed the mood and shriveled my glut penis to its master copy size.

Almost.

"ravisher are done, I'm going to take a shower,"she hastily announced.

But I kept her pinned against the kitchen sump."What if I just bend you over and take your kitty instead ?"Sure, I was acting like a Neanderthal… but I was getting desperate !

Amanda chuckled evilly."How mad would you be if I said ‘ no'… how frustrated would you be… huh ?"My married woman was relishing the downright baron that she wielded over me.

"Christ, Mandy. Are you going to nominate me get on my knees and beg ? Because I will."

Amanda was amused by my pathetic desperation but, without even realizing it, was gently grinding her bottom against my fork. I was so aroused that my member was put up in my pants, and its underside was pinned along her vertical crease. I began to change over my body against hers, too, essentially dry-humping her butt.

I emitted a prolonged moan."Fffffuuuuuccccckkkkk….that feels SO good…."

"Yea ? You like that, babe ? You like it when I rub against my ass against your cock ?"It was a rhetorical question, of course.

"Take off the leggings,"I whispered."I want to produce do it to you right now."

"Mmmm… but I like this. It's sort of kinky. And I like feeling you so hard against me. Don't you like it ?"For emphasis, Amanda pressed her bottom more heavily into me, and the touch was overwhelmingly stimulating.

"God, yes. I love it, I fucking love it…. Christ, that feels good…. mmm, so good…. dump, Mandy, if you don't stop I'm going to break loose in my pants."I was so out of control that I was talking like a foul-mouthed sailor.

"That's sort of the point, silly."

Amanda wiggled her hips, and that was my angle point.

"OH….FUCK !"

A knock-down orgasm surged between my pegleg as I dry-humped my wife's ass. I was howling and pumping wildly, and my weaponry automatically snaked around her body. A lesser woman wouldn't have tolerated how harshly I squeezed her breasts, but my wife merely cackled as I used her entire organic structure to pleasure myself.

When I was finally dog-tired, I backed away from Amanda gingerly, in utter mental rejection that I had used her ass -- - and to a less extent, her boob -- - to get off. I moved awkwardly, afraid to get the foul mess in my drawers all over myself. My wife took one look at me and chortled.

"This isn't funny !"

"Are you complaining ?"she asked me pointedly.

"Um, no. I am most certainly not."Dry-humping my married woman's butt was like tittyfucking her : heavenly in every way imaginable.

My eyes were drawn back to Amanda's ass as she strode past me. Just as she was about to exit the kitchen, however, she stopped to seem at me over her shoulder."I'm going to shower now. seed join me."It was a statement, not a asking."Maybe I can make clean you up before we make another mess."

My erecting instantaneously returned.

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A calendar week later, Amanda and I were getting ready for a dinner party engagement with my adept friend Dimitri and his new girlfriend Kate, whom we'd be meeting for the first time. Dimitri was as dear to my wife as he was to me, so we both wanted to establish a good impression on Kate for his interest. I was in our walk-in press searching for a courteous shirt when Amanda entered.

"How do I look ?"she asked casually.

I turned around and, naturally, my breathing place caught in my throat.

Amanda was wearing a slinky black mini-dress. Composed of a very soft and stretchy textile, the mini-dress was so thin out and form-fitting that that it was like another bed of peel. It was strapless and sleeveless with an extremely low neckline that screamed aid to Amanda's dazzling cleavage. The posterior of the minidress barely reached halfway down her thigh, showing off am exorbitant amount of her fabulously toned moon curser's legs. Combined with the stiletto hound that Amanda was wearing, the outfit made her pegleg appear obscenely long.

Despite Amanda's smorgasbord of erotism, I was once again enthralled by her unbelievable ass. The way the minidress swaddled it so snuggly like plastic wrap was like a powerful attracter that I could not tear my optic away from. It was blatantly obviously that my wife wasn't wearing any pantie, which made her coming into court impossibly sexier.

I had seen Amanda in this minidress before, of course. I had purchased it for a surprise dinner date [ refers to"Mandy's Sexcapade : Pantyless & Proud"]. Now, 1 child and a few eld later, my wife somehow appeared insanely hotter wearing it now compared to the for the first time time.

"Still fits,"she declared proudly while studying her profile in a uncut mirror.

motherhood did not destroy my wife's figure in the least bit. She was clearly getting better with time, just like fine vino. I gazed at her rapturously."Kate is going to detest you."

Amanda's was genuinely mortified as she spun to face me."Why do you say that ?"

"Because she's going to find ugly and inadequate when she sees you in that dress."

"Omigod, baby. Please don't say that ! Should I change ?"

It was both a benediction and a torment for a woman to be so beautiful. Yet Amanda's humbleness was endearing. Along with her intelligence, wry sense of sense of humor, and overall appeal, it easily outshined her physical attributes, which was why I loved her so dearly.

"I'm only teasing you, Mandy. You look fantastic. Of course you shouldn't change !"

"Thank you, babe."Amanda beamed me a devastating smile that actually made me stagger back. She noticed my chemical reaction, and her expression turned from loving appreciation to downright predatory."We still have some time before we need to leave."

My wife threw an even more prankish grinning my way as she turned and sauntered into the bathroom without further comment. With a swelling in my pants and my kernel thumping hard, I quickly followed. Amanda stopped to regard me demurely as she pulled the freighter the mini-dress above her hips.

She wasn't wearing any underwear.

"the Nazarene messiah, Mandy. Your ass is fucking incredible."

My wife stepped to the bathroom sinkhole and promptly leaned over it. With her face in from the mirror and her amphetamine one-half parallel to the flooring, Amanda waggled her bottom seductively. As if her invitation wasn't clear enough, she reached back with one had to open her pussy.

All I saw was pink.

I immediately dropped my pants.

I came right up to Amanda from hindquarters. She brought her face to mine, and we kissed like 2 wild animals succumbing to their aboriginal needs. Gripping my erecting like a brand, I playfully slapped her ass with it and rubbed it along her erect crease.

"Don't tantalization me like that, infant,"she pouted girlishly."I need you inside of me."

My wife received no arguments as I mounted her doggy-style. Knowing that she liked it a little rough out, I palmed the back of her head to force Amanda to stare at herself in the mirror."Watch as I bang the hell out of you,"I growled.

Amanda and I had 3 specifics places where we especially enjoyed having sex : in front of a mirror, in the shower, and outdoor on a clear and sunny day. Currently, her eyes were as wide as her oral fissure as we gazed at our own reflexion while making love. But I happened to trance quite a little of her gather gob as I glanced down.

My cock throbbed even harder in Amanda's pussy. It was as if her motherfucker was calling to me… beckoning me… teasing me as it flashed before my eyes. Without thinking, I brushed the pad of my index finger's breadth over it.

Amanda flinched and she stared at me backbreaking through the bathroom mirror but remained unsounded as I continued driving into her from bum. Somewhat emboldened, I licked my fingertip and traced it around the rim of her anus. I could see that her expression was somewhat untrusting now, but when my wife still didn't react negatively, I slipped the tip of my index number fingerbreadth in.

It was as if Amanda suddenly suffered an electric shock. Her head and spine instantly arched backwards and she gasped loudly. Furthermore, the entrance of her anus reflexively constricted. I couldn't believe that my fingertip had elicited such a dramatic reaction !

I realized it was now or never."Please, Mandy,"I begged."Let me dry it."I didn't need to explain what I meant by"it ”.

To my utmost mental rejection, she nodded !

I instantly slid out of her pussycat and exhilaration filled my thoughts as I brought the tip of my hard-on to Amanda's anus.

I can't believe it, it's finally happening !

I missed my wife's neural expression in the mirror as I began to sink in her, but winced when her internal muscles automatically contracted at my intrusion.

Goddamn, she's got a tight ass !

Undaunted, I pushed harder, gritting my teeth as I was barely able to fit my bulbous read/write head in halfway. It wasn't that my erection was a beastly size ; rather, Amanda's anus was spasming so uncontrollably now that it was getting even cockeyed. But the sight of my cock partially buried in her ass so visually stimulating -- -- there mere fact that I was finally having anal sex with my wife so tickle -- - that it was worth the physical discomfort.

So I forced my humanness a quarter of the way in.

Amanda's grammatical construction quickly changed from dread to outright agony, but I was so engrossed in my own selfishness that I didn't observation it until she screamed.

"Babe, you're hurting me !"

I swore and immediately pulled out."I'm so no-good, Mandy ! Are you ok ? I'm so sorry !"

My wife bore a painful expression, one that I had never seen before and tore at my kernel, as she pulled her apparel back down. She was grimacing when she replied unconvincingly,"I'm fine."

"Are you sure ? You don't look fine. Here, let me -- -"

"I said, I'm fine !"she snapped.

I immediately grew silent, unsure of what to do, suddenly loathing myself for hurting the woman whom I loved more than liveliness itself. Amanda limped slightly as she paced back and Forth River to walk off the lingering uncomfortableness. She continued to shift awkwardly and still appeared uncomfortable, which was heartbreaking.

Finally, she stated brusquely,"seed on, let's go. I don't want to be late."

Amanda's pace gradually returned to formula as I followed her to the service department. Her behaviour also softened, and she was back to her champagne, talky self by the time we were on the road. But she noticeably didn't bring up our 1st attempt at anal sex for the ease of the night.

I felt like such a atrocious husband.

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An odd, aristocratic shaking woke me early the following first light. It was Dominicus -- - my day to kip in. Somewhat annoyed, I rolled onto my side of meat and tried to fall back asleep.

Then the entitle vibration happened again.

Curious, I opened my eyes and lifted my head. Amanda was curled up in a ball reading an e-book on her tablet. The shaking occurred for yet a 3rd time.

It took me a mo to realize that she was stifling laughter.

I asked glibly,"Good book ya got there ?"

Amanda rolled to face me, and there were factual tears in her middle."I'm sorry, babe. I was trying hard not to wake you."

My infliction instantly evaporated. There was nothing my married woman could ever do to irritate me."It's ok, Mandy. What are you reading ?"

She flushed in embarrassment."Another one of my romance novels."

I chuckled. While my wife could be very girlish at times, it still surprised me that she enjoyed those cheesy"happily ever after"stories so much. But we both had our frailty."Oh yea ? Any soundly sex fit ?"

Amanda started laughing again and, as always, it was like beautiful music."I think I know where we went wrong yesterday."

I was still half at peace and didn't comprehend what she was referring to."Huh ?"

"When you tried to intrude me in the stern before we went to hang out with Dimitri and Kate."

That got my attention."What do you imply ?"

"We should've stretched my, uh, back door first before we did anything."I was in such disbelief at the subject of conversation that I gaped at my wife."Using finger is obvious, but anal beads are highly recommended, too."

"Did you really just say ‘ anal beads'?"

"Yes, silly. You know, the silicone I that start humble and get bigger ?"

"Like the I in the porno video that we watched the early day."

Amanda let that pass."Anal beads can be less atrocious than fingerbreadth,"she continued in a scholarly quality that was endearing and absolutely adorable,"since you can tone the amount of stretch with the size of the beads. And we definitely should've used lube yesterday, too !"

"Ok…"I responded carefully, not sure where this was leading. Then I suddenly became suspicious."Mandy, where are you getting this information from ? Did you actually research this stuff ?"

Her expression was angelical."I'm meter reading about it in my love story novel."I was about to utter a crude comment when she continued animatedly,"I have to be honest, babe. It actually felt good when you were in… there… at first."My oculus widened."But then I got kind of dash,"she confessed,"and it started to wound, and I felt like I was losing control of my body and that everything inside was going to shoot out. I know, TMI, right ?"Before I could even respond, Amanda became much to a greater extent keep down and added,"Not to sound ever more repelling, but I also read that kissing and licking a woman back there can help oneself to inhibit those reflexes before anal penetration. If you do it the right way."She paused to let that go under in.

I was momentarily dumbfounded by the sum of entropy that Amanda was presenting me. But while I had never rimmed her before, the mere fact that she was bringing it up was very appealing in a depraved sort of way."Yea ? So that's what you've been reading in your smut romance novels, eh ?"

Amanda burst out laughing again."I know, right ?"

Our conversation had me concentrated as a rock 'n' roll, and even though I was smart enough to realize that we weren't going to attempt anal sex again just yet, I figured that we were, at the very least, going to pamper in some very incredible morning sex. But Amanda glanced at the time and exclaimed,"Omigod ! I'm going to be late."It was early Sunday morning, which meant it was metre for her to take on with her training group for another 10 mile run in the pitcher's mound.

I groaned as she rolled out of bed."Why don't you show up a little previous ? Or, better yet, why don't you not register up at all, and stay here with me ? I got a really bad scabies that only you can scratch."

Amanda leveled me with another one of her patented stunning smiles. She was wearing one of my old, raggedy concert T-shirt as a gown, and nothing else pull through for a pair of pink step-in. They were cut in the"boyshort"style, which complemented her athletic frame and hugged the bender of her tail perfectly. almost women who dressed themselves nicely couldn't compare with my married woman's natural beauty first gear matter in the morning.

"Tempting,"she responded impudently,"but running the lead with my squad gives me a better workout than you do in bed !"

I feigned feeling insulted as Amanda grinned. Then I happily watched her strip defenseless and don her feed dress : a snuggery sports bra and tight legging, an outfit that would undoubtedly cause anyone within a 100ft radius to gaze at her and humbug. My married woman tied her fuzz into a cunning ponytail and kissed me on the mouth, and I stared longingly at her beautiful ass as she swiftly departed to meet her training group.

Before Amanda could leave, however, I called her name and she halted. Communication was the key to any human relationship, and I told her,"I'm really sorry for hurting you yesterday."

My wife touched her os frontale to mine."I know,"she responded tenderly."It's ok, infant. We didn't know what we were doing and, like I said, I was scared and couldn't relax."Then she smirked."And you're just so big that I couldn't fit you."

I sighed and gazed at Amanda in adoration. I freely admitted that my humanness was average-sized and not some grow over monstrosity, and knew that she was exaggerating simply to allay my guilt. The gesture warmed my heart, and I hugged my married woman fiercely, afraid to let go because I knew I didn't deserve her."I love you so much, Mandy."

"I love you, too. At to the lowest degree we'll know better for adjacent time."She turned and was suddenly gone.

Next time ?

Amanda's offhand comment gave me hope, and that hope gave me an erection as I remained in bed to dream about being balls-deep in her antic ass.

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"Next time ”, unfortunately, didn't arrive for a yearn time.

calendar week later, I found myself at the gym with Amanda. She was clad in her customary variation bra and leg covering again, which I had come to seriously fetishize over clock time. While we normally spent about 2 hours here, we usually separated to quest for our own goals. I concentrated more on upper berth torso strengthening, while my wife's regimen focused more on scurvy physical structure and toning.

I was currently seated in a chest closet machine, but Amanda was just approaching the"Roman chair ”, much to my pleasure. She placed her mobile phone phone and water nursing bottle on the matted floor. After climbing in, my married woman aligned herself at about a 45 stage slant to the footing with her binding straight and limb crossed in an"X"over her sizeable chest. Then, flexing at the waist, Amanda formed a perfect tense upside"V"before extending back to her original position. This particular physical exertion targeted her lower back and gluteal muscles… and also gave me an unimpeded panorama of her incredible ass every meter she bent forward.

There were always pile of severely female torso at the gym flaunting their sexy skin, but I hardly noticed them when my married woman was around.

The"Roman chair"was stationed at the social movement of the gym in clear vista. I humorously wondered if its strategic location had been on purpose as I ceased my exercise to gaze at Amanda's toned ass. She was making me hard, and I almost didn't maintenance if anyone noticed. Suddenly feeling mischievous, I withdrew my cellphone and sent her a playful text.

I'm staring at your ass right now, and I'm using it as intake for my workout.

Amanda's cellphone vibrated, and I watched as she paused to retrieve it. After reading my message, she responded without turning back to me : estimable. Because I have a surprise for you later ! LOL !

Oh, how my wife loved to tease ! But this clip, I wasn't falling for it. I purposefully waited before adding : There's now a bunch of hombre staring at your ass with me. Should I charge them admission ? Shit, the buster succeeding to me looks like he's about to screw up his load !

Amanda's ponytail flapped adorably as she shook her head in aggravation. Whatever. She tossed her electric cell phone back onto the floor.

I laughed and resumed my workout, but my eyes didn't stray from my married woman's unbelievable bottom as she continued hers.

Nor did the eyes of the numerous men around me.

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Amanda and I stripped our sweaty gym close off when we arrived plate and immediately hopped in the shower bath together. There probably wasn't anything I enjoyed more in life -- - aside from making love life to my beautiful married woman and staring at her incredible ass -- - than bathing with her. The combination of being wet and naked with Amanda was a fantastic thing, indeed !

Amanda closed her eyes as she shampooed her hair. Lathering my hands with a bar of soap, I pressed my crotch into her bottom as I reached around to lather her engorged tits. At 34c, they were a handful and extremely firm, but were too slippery as I tried to squelch them hard… which only fanned my starve even more. My wife cooed softly and smiled, but remained silent and allowed me to continue.

My hands covered the integral straw man of her organic structure with suds, working from her noted boob and down to her potbelly, where I lightly scoured the impressive ridgeline of her abdominal muscles with my fingertips. From there, I felt the quiet curves of her hips and the firmness of her muscular thigh. I then traced back around and found my workforce on Amanda's bottom.

God… that ass again ! I couldn't get enough of it ; I was obsessed with it !

The soap had rinsed from my hired hand, but that didn't prevent me from rubbing my palms all over Amanda's ass. It was exquisitely toned like the quietus of her eubstance and, literally, resembled a work of art as the glistening weewee flowed over it. unable to avail myself, I pinned the underside of my rock-hard erection along her vertical crease.

I brought my sassing close to her ear."Remember what you did to me in the kitchen… what you did to me with your ass ? Fuck, that drove me so crazy."

Amanda giggled as she slowly began to ruffle her rump against my genitalia in a very sensual, excite way."I remember,"she answered quietly."You were so hard for me…"

"Just like I am now."I started to meet her apparent movement with my own, and knew that I would cum before too long.

My married woman knew it, too."Cum all over my ass,"she breathed softly.

That was the amazing thing about shower sex. We were always wildly adventuresome in the bedroom, but my wife was often unforced to be much more depraved here in the shower. save for under the burnished sun and clear blue air sky, there was no other place where we enjoyed having sex more. Not to mention, there was just something very pragmatic about being capable to clean up immediately after making a filthy mess !

But as I considered jacking off all over Amanda's scrumptious ass after using it to masturbate, I suddenly recalled the comment she had made about rimming. We had never discussed it again, but her curiosity was obvious ; clearly, she wanted to experience it. And while I wanted to retain our sex life history fresh, more than anything I just wanted to make my marvelous married woman well-chosen.

Amanda knew I was fixated on her ass, and well aware how I loved to dry protrusion it and jack off all over her marginal skin. That was why she was so surprised when I pulled away."What are you doing ?"

My wife loved dirty sex talk, so I didn't cargo hold back."I'm going to kiss that pretty ass of yours, then I'm going to lick your asshole before I shove my tongue in it."

Amanda started to grow around."Omigod, babe, you're so silly. I was only joking when I said -- -"

But I spun her back around so quickly that she yelped."I told you, Mandy : I'm going to kiss that pretty ass of yours… then I'm going to lap up your cocksucker before I shove my tongue in it."

Amanda's puckered gob was suddenly staring at me as I spread her asscheeks. I had never examined it so closely, and it actually winked at me like an eye as she attempted to control her excitation. My mouth watered.

I gave my wife's anus a yearn, dull lick.

"Omigod…"she breathed.

To be honest, I had to fight back some initial revulsion as the tip of my natural language made contact with Amanda's backdoor entering. The simple persuasion of rimming somebody, even my wife, would've been disgusting to me not that long ago, but now, as I pleasured her, I harbored no abhorrence. In fact, her ass tasted the same as her lips or her pussy.

Henry Sweet and delicious.

Suddenly ravening and perhaps a little deranged from adrenaline, I stretched Amanda's asscheeks even further apart and buried my boldness between them, eating her ass like a starving man at a banquet. Amanda's total body twitched as I rolled my tongue and inserted it, and her shrill squeal of enthusiasm only emboldened me.

Why haven't I done this Oklahoman ?

But just like I had surprised Amanda consequence ago by pulling away, now she did the Same to me."Let's go to the chamber,"she insisted.

I shook my head emphatically ; I was having too much fun to stop and relocate.

"Trust me, I'm enjoying this way to a greater extent than you are, but I have a surprise for you."She smiled mischievously."I promise it'll be worth your while."

How could I possibly indicate ? I quickly jumped out of the shower and retrieved a towel before Amanda shut the water off. Then I savored the moment as I toweled her off before drying myself, and excitedly led her to our bedroom.

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When we reached the sleeping room, Amanda immediately crawled onto our bed on all 4's. With her bare rear presented to me so irresistibly, I knelt onto the rug and buried my face into her behind again. My hunger returned instantly.

"Babe, what's gotten into you ?"There was entertainment in her part from my unchecked enthusiasm, but I knew she was as excited from the anal play as I was.

My response was a dull murmur into her under region.

I licked and slurped noisily. My forbiddance had totally dissipated as I rimmed my wife with the like ardor as if I was kissing her or performing cunnilingus. But Amanda suddenly shifted, prostrating herself on the bed with her font turned as she reached back to pass around her asscheeks for me. Her anus was gaping now, and it wasn't seizing as uncontrollably as before. I lathered it with my spit until she called out softly,"Use your finger."

red cent, she really IS into it !

I happily pounced onto the bed next to my wife. But I didn't immediately finger her anus. Instead, I caught her off guard by gently rubbing her clit, which was already engorged and as hard as my cock. Amanda cooed and involuntarily waggled her ass before my adoring heart in response. As buttocks undulated hypnotically, I slipped 2 finger into her silky pussy.

Amanda sighed contently, but it wasn't her pussycat that required attention today.

Keeping both fingers inside her vagina, I stuck the exponent finger of my former deal into my mouth to wet it. Amanda's eyes were closed and the side of her pretty case remained resting on the mattress, so she didn't see me jab my glistening digit into her ass. Her entire physical structure trembled and her sphincter muscles contracted upon intromission.

I almost pulled out, but a 6th senses told me to hold. So I waited breathlessly, gauging Amanda's chemical reaction by the rapid rise and falling of her articulatio humeri. Her internal muscles clenched around my fingerbreadth like some kind of obscene Chinese digit trap, but gradually relaxed as did her breathing. Taking this as a foretoken, I began sliding my fingers in and out of both pickle in an alternating motion, careful to keep a sweetheart but aristocratic rhythm.

Amanda expressed spiritedly,"I never knew this could palpate so in effect !"

I nimbly attempted to slither my middle finger into her anus along with my exponent fingerbreadth. But my wife was still tight in her back entrance in stark contrast to her pussy, which was so wet and sluttish that I could've driven a motortruck into it ! Her anus tightened instantaneously as the tip of my halfway finger's breadth merely pressed against its outer rim. I continued with just 1 finger, but Amanda truly did have a surprisal for me.

As I probed both holes, Amanda reached under a pillow and withdrew a bottleful of personal lubricant and a set of anal beads ! Shaped like a sword, the sex toy was lavender in color and composed entirely of flexible silicone. The initiatory beadwork was only the sizing of a pea, but each subsequent one was slightly expectant until they culminated into a boastfully ring-handle that was intended to guard against hurt from over-penetration.

She handed me the latter to me and instructed softly,"Use this."

I immediately withdrew from her vagina and anus to slather the anal astragal with lubricating substance. My philia was thundering in my chest, as I knew that, despite the countless sexual adventures we had enjoyed together, this was a huge step for her… for us. I pressed the tip to her tail end entrance.

"Are you ready for this, Mandy ?"

She looked back at me and nodded.

I slipped the sex toy into her ass.

Amanda exhaled sharply, but didn't wince. I inserted only 2 beads and paused to let her consistence adjust. When she didn't react negatively, I began gliding them in and out of her anus. Gradually -- - and very slowly -- - I penetrated more deeply until she was able to comfortably hold about half of the sword-shaped sex toy.

Amanda's clenched the bedsheets, but maintained control of her body and of the situation."right wing there, babe… the right way there."

I went no advance than driving halfway into her ass. Amanda writhed rapturously as the beads rubbed against her anatomical sphincter wall and stretched her back door. Once I had established her comfort geographical zone, I reached under to concern my wife… to massage her engorged clit… to line my fingertips along the ridge of her inspiring 6-pack… to work with her swollen bosom and pick off her nipples as her magnificent white meat dangled like udders.

Amanda moaned loudly.

My dick normally craved to be inside of her… mouth, pussy, ass, it didn't matter… but the sight Amanda prostrated on our bed and succumbing to anal pleasure provided me with more joy than anything else could have. My free hand shifted from her business firm breasts back to her twat again as I continued to slue the anal beads in her anus. I could fit almost my entire fist into my wife's pussy on a typical day, but my 2 fingers were, literally, in a fierce competition with the sex toy for space in her body !

But the rival didn't final stage long.

I plunged my digits and anal beadwork into both holes several more time before Amanda suddenly arched her back towards the ceiling and shuddered before collapsing onto our bed prone. My fingers glistened as did the sex toy that I held in my antonym bridge player. Grinning, I scooted next to my wife and playfully cuddle my nose at the theme of her neck. It wasn't until Amanda rolled onto her back to affect me solemnly that I noticed the huge wet spot on the bedsheets.

She had climaxed in a serious way !

Amanda shifted onto her incline as I lay future to her and embraced her from tail. In a spoon position that was so unbelievably comfortable, her firm button pressed into my crotch. I savored the warm feeling of her body against mine, and knowing that I had pleased the charwoman whom I loved more than anything in the world, spare our son, left me deeply satisfied.

We basked in that soothing State Department between rest and vigilance for a spell until Amanda snapped me wide-cut awake with a whisper :"I'm ready to try it again."

At get-go, I assumed that she merely wanted me to use the dildo on her ass or rim her again, which I would've been more than happy to do. But the shade of her voice indicated something more. My heart suddenly beat faster with fervor."Mandy, are you sure ? I mean, after what happened last time…"

She rolled to face me."I'm still a little aflutter. But I think I'm ready this time."

I repeated her statement in my judgement. I'm still a piffling aflutter. But I think I'm set this time.

She did not sound ready.

"I don't know,"I began with doubt."You never wanted to try anal until I kept begging and begging, and finally talked you into it. And you hated every mo of it."

"I wouldn't say that I hated it, babe,"Amanda conceded."I will intromit that we weren't prepared, but we know better now. Using the beads and your fingers back there stretched me without painful sensation, and rimming definitely relaxed my muscles."It was endearing how she spoke about anal turn in such a clinical tint."I feel like I have restraint of my eubstance now."She looked at me hard."This fourth dimension, I'm ready."

I could still distinguish a considerable total of trepidation beneath her solemn exterior, and it broke my fondness to realize that Mandy didn't really want to try it again, but was willing to let me sodomise her once more out of pure love.

"God, I love you, Mandy. I don't deserve you."I shook my head without any regrets."I can't."

"What if I told you that I want it, too ? Badly."

"I would say that I don't believe you.

Amanda reached between my legs and made me completely severe with only 2 swift strokes."You've never be able-bodied to say ‘ no'to be before, and I don't want you to start getting in the habit !"

The minute of levity made us laugh, and we pressed our foreheads together in another sign of unyielding honey."Mandy, are you really sure as shooting about this ? I don't want to hurt you again, and I sure as sin don't want you to hate me."

"I'm sure, infant. I wouldn't be offering if I wasn't, you know that. And I could never hate you. Just used the lubricant… and be mollify with me."

Amanda slowly reassumed her prostrate position with a feline gracefulness. Taking the bottle of personal lubricant, I scooted behind where her incomparable ass awaited me. I leaned down to give her right cheek an affectionate osculation and then a lightness, playful smack. She giggled and teased me by wiggling her bottom ; a sexy invitation, to say the least !

I swathed my erection with an extortionate amount of lubrication then slowly -- - very carefully -- - entered my wife's anus.

This time, the experience was MUCH dissimilar for both of us.

We sighed contently as my helmet-head slew into Amanda. I could find her sphincter muscleman squeezing around my cinch ever-so-slightly, but nowhere near as uncontrollably as during our initial foray. Except for the anticipation, she didn't appear to be in any hurt, nor was I caught up in a subterfuge, sex-crazed lust like previously.

Gripping my erection at its base, I delicately eased into my wife's rear, gliding myself in a bit further and aware of any irritation on her office. Amanda remained still, but I heard her breathing in a unshakable cycle to keep open her trunk loosen. We both kept calm.

"That's it, babe,"she breathed encouragingly."Nice and slow… that's it… aaahhhh ... that feeling good… now give me a slight more."

The slow friction against Amanda's rectal rampart was incomprehensibly recherche, and I couldn't believe that anal sex could feel so awful. It was comparable experiencing traditional vaginal sex with my wife or making love to her pharynx. I glided my innocent hand all over her bottomland and down back. Rather than squeeze hard or thrust, I leaned in carefully, and slipped my cock halfway into my Amanda's anus.

The sensation of it all was so shake that I lolled my oral sex back and moaned.

"Right there, babe. That's perfect… aright there."Establishing her new comfort zone, I retracted my hips until I was almost completely dislodged then slowly sunk in again."Omigod… yes ! Right there ! Keep going… right there ! Don't stop !"

Guided by Amanda's physical and verbal reactions, I progressively ramped up the pace. I was still careful not to get through too deeply or thrust too fast, but I was so fervent in my movements that I quickly worked up as sweat. Her squiffy sphincter muscle muscles gradually relaxed, and seeing my manhood buried in her ass, even if it was only halfway, made the wonderful sense datum even better.

After only 15 instant, my body required release.

However, I still wasn't sure of Amanda's edge when it pertained to orgasming in her rectum."I'm going to cum !"I warned her frantically."I'm going to cum !"

But Amanda could always read my judgement and understood that I was seeking direction on where to deposit my lading."pull out,"she instructed."I want to sense you all over my ass !"

I emitted a guttural consonant yowl as I withdrew from Amanda's anal orifice. She immediately flattened herself on the bed as I straddled her and stroked myself feverishly. My aim was lawful, and I showered my dear all over my wife's pert rear. When I was finally spent and heaving, I gazed down upon the employment of art that I had just created.

Her incredible ass glistened with my semen.

Amanda rolled onto her back, reached up, and pulled me onto her in a bowelless hug. We held each other close and didn't speak for a long clip. Though we had been married for almost a decennary and enjoyed a fulfilling sex life history that would wee any twosome envious, something profound still managed to transpire between us.

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Amanda and I had sex of the traditional kind -- - vaginal and oral -- - in the daylight that followed, but we didn't effort anal again. While I was hopeful, I wasn't upset when she didn't bring it up. My wife had already done More for me than any husband could rightfully gestate, and I didn't couldn't ask for anything more. If Amanda wanted to experience anal retentive sex again, she would ask ; if not, our love wouldn't be any worsened for the lack of it.

Approximately 2 weeks later, Amanda and I decided to go out for a fancy engagement nighttime in heart city. She was wearing the sexy Shirley Temple Black minidress again. It wasn't that my wife didn't have any other Nice clothes to wear down. While Amanda genuinely liked the minidress, she was actually indulging me because she knew how lots I enjoyed seeing her habiliment it.

As we drove to our darling eating house, however, I noticed that Amanda oddly couldn't sit still."Mandy, are you ok ?"I asked, casting her a warm glance as I drove.

"Yes… sort of. I just can't seem to get comfortable."She fidgeted and tugged at the brusk bottom as if attempting to conceal her fabulous legs.

"The frock is a little tight on you,"I replied drolly."Not that I'm complaining !"

My married woman snorted in amusement but didn't respond.

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When we finally arrived at our destination, I pulled into the crowded parking service department and took the 1st available office. Jumping out of our SUV, I circled around to open the passenger door and loan Amanda a script. She took it and exited awkwardly without her usual grace.

"Mandy, are you indisputable you're ok ? You're moving variety of funny."

I was growing concerned, but my wife's nerve split up into a racy grin as she glanced about. Then, to my last astonishment, Amanda pulled the bottom of the minidress up over her midsection. As common, she wasn't wearing panty with the outfit, so that didn't surprisal me.

But what did surprise me was the dark gleaming gem that was lodged in her butt.

"What the… what is that ?"

Amanda laughed out loud as she looked around the parking service department again. After making certain that there was no one else around, she reached towards her merchant ship. But what she extricated wasn't just a blue jewel. My wife held up a lowly, shiny, bullet-shaped object that had a short narrow neck opening and a directly, round base to which the faux sapphire was attached.

A butt spark plug !

I gaped at my wife.

"What ?"Amanda asked as if pulling an inanimate objective from one's ass was an everyday occurrence."I'm just prepping myself for tonight."

I was delighted at the insinuation but in mental rejection that she would actually go to such extremes. I actually sputtered, unable to extract my thoughts, as my wife continued to grin at me in amusement."Good overlord, Mandy !"I blurted in a strangled quality."How can you even fit that thing in your ass ? I mean, doesn't it hurt ?"

Amanda threw her head back and laughed, and the musical sound echoed in the parking garage so loudly that someone was bound to hear."I've been wearing it since Monday,"she confessed.

"What !"

"Not continuously,"Amanda quickly added."I only wore it for 5 min that day, and have been gradually increasing the duration. Omigod, it took me forever to get the plug into my ass that number one time !"For whatever reason, Amanda found that hysterical, and there were tears in her eyes as she laughed yet again.

I shook my head word incredulously. My wife and I enjoyed a sex animation that would've been considered extremely hardcore even by the most seasoned pornography wizard, but she could still wow me with new things."You're full of surprise, aren't you ?"

"I'm not doing this just for you, you know,"she replied with feigned haughtiness."I like feeling you in my ass, too."Her smirk was absolutely devious.

We suddenly heard footsteps and voices.

Amanda quickly reinserted the butt quid with a storm ease and lowered the minidress over her nates once more. Everything was abruptly back to normal as she smoothed out the fabric and took my arm."semen on, baby. We don't want to be late to our dinner reservation."

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I sat across the elegantly set tabular array from Amanda as she perused the menu. My beautiful married woman bore that like intense yet loveable formula that she always did when focusing on something. I gazed at her in worship, but she peeked over the top of the carte and furrowed her brows questioningly.

"What ?"

"Oh cypher. I'm just admiring your cute freckles… and thinking about the hind end plug that's currently shoved up your ass."

Amanda blushed at my candid remark and glanced around guiltily. Then, after taking a sip of wine from an ornate quartz glass goblet, she dabbed her blood line red lip with a table napkin and casually tossed it onto the floor."Babe, would you be a dear and pick that up for me ?"She asked innocently while batting her long eyelashes.

I grin roguishly. This was a game that we had played before [ refers to"Mandy's Sexcapade : Pantyless & Proud"], but one that would never originate old.

"Of course."As I reached down to recover the napkin, Amanda surreptitiously spread her legs wide beneath the table. The minidress normally rode dangerously high on her prospicient legs, anyway, but a straightaway glance was all I needed to discern that her pussy was naked and smooth… exactly the way I liked it.

I picked up her napkin and returned it without comment.

We enjoyed an incredible repast and maintained a passing conversation throughout the night. But the thoughts of my wife's long sexy stage, tranquil pussy, and, most predominantly, her incredible ass that presently housed a butt male plug proved to be a major misdirection, as did the awful hard-on in my pants that screamed for attention.

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Amanda and I stumbled into the sustenance elbow room in a tangle of limbs and lips. She had unzipped my drawers and started giving me a handjob before we were even midway home, and I had deftly driven with one mitt while fingering her snatch. It was a tike miracle that I didn't crash and kill us, but we didn't have the self-control to resist touching each other.

Amanda and I were in such a fit of luxuria that we didn't even arrive at it to the bedroom. Instead, we wrestled each other towards the couch, where she relieved me of my wearable. And I returned the party favor by peeling the nasty minidress over her caput and tossing it aside. My wife whimsically twirled as if allowing me to scrutinise every inch of her luscious body. The simulated sky-blue flashed as her bottom of the inning passed before my eyes.

"God, I want to adhere my dick up your ass so bad,"I growled.

Amanda spanked herself wickedly."What's stopping you ?"

My erection was, literally, trembling and leaking for my aphrodisiac wife and her hot ass."fuck,"I swore."springiness me a sec to get the lube."

I was about to hurry to our chamber, but Amanda interjected,"Don't bother."

I was like a dog in heat, craving to peg Amanda in the butt end and ride her pooch dash again. But her happiness and safety were my priority."It'll take me 2 bit,"I assured her."I'll be fast !"

But my wife threw me onto the couch with a force-out that was derived as very much from physical strength as it was from restlessness. She regarded me with a smoldering saturation and informed me quietly,"I have all the lubrication we need."

Amanda dropped to her knee joint and forced my human knee apart.

"Oh god… fuck…"I moaned as she gulped me into her mouth.

The blowjob was unlike any my married woman had ever given me before. Aggressive, and on the verge of being outright violent, it was loud, wet, and extremely sloppy. She slurped vigorously as a heavyset spittle seeped from her sass and down her chin to coat my engorged penis.

Lubrication, indeed !

When Amanda rose, I expected that she'd Bend over the redact so I could submit her from behind. But she turned, facing away from me, while reaching behind to comprehend my erection and aline it with her anus. Then assuming a"skier's position ”, Amanda gently pressed her bottom against my penile tip and hovered there for a second to measure out my reception.

This was a brand new position for us, and I was thrilled !

I placed my custody on my Amanda's rosehip to guide her motion. There was a brief searing bother as I pierced her anal entrance, but it quickly passed as she smoothly lowered herself halfway. There was a do it timber to my wife's movement despite the fact that many people would count our act"dirty"in every sense of the word.

With my palm tree still on Amanda's hips, I slowly pulled her onto me, careful not to yank her off residual and keeping a close eye on her chemical reaction, as well. But her only response was to sigh contently as she sank lour and lower onto me. I opened my legs all-embracing as my wife fit perfectly between them even as she kept her thigh pressed together.

"Omigod,"Amanda breathed once I was almost completely root interior of her. She was still leaning forward with a lot of her system of weights displaced anteriorly on her feet. It was clear that my wife was still worried to drop her full weight, but that was ok. I was willing to collapse her as much stopcock -- - or as piddling -- - as she wanted.

"Your ass spirit fantastic, Mandy… you feel fantastic."

Amanda answered me with a purr. Rocking from the testicle of her feet onto her heels and back again, she rode me rhythmically. I didn't need to do anything but sit back and relax as I let my sexy married woman assume command. The sight of her bottom engulfing my erection only to reappear was hypnotic. She took me in a short bit deeper each time, pacing herself, letting my hard girth gradually stretch and loosen her anatomical sphincter muscles, and allowing ourselves to enjoy the wonderful, intimate friction.

Amanda soon started riding me faster, pumping her powerful thigh and scaling almost the entire length of my manhood. Though I couldn't see around her body, I could state that she was cupping the undersides of her swollen tit, and rolling her harden teat between ovolo and index finger to pleasure herself further. Hungrily, I batted her hands away and replaced them with my own.

It was the outflank of both worlds : being rooted in my wife's beautiful ass and fondling her equally exquisite breasts.

Amanda's breathing became more ragged as she started moaning in irregular intervals. Still, save for my hands groping her chest, I remained still and let her set the pace. Her smooth, toned eubstance was emanating a considering amount of passion as she rose and fell on my stiff member. Then, without warning, Amanda sat fully upright, backing into me and allowing her hip joint to fully drop on my lap.

Amanda emitted a shriek scream as her ass swallowed my cock completely.

She trembled and exhaled sharply, and for a moment I thought the deep penetration might be too for her much to handle. But my wife remained seated on me. Her anal muscular tissue were contracting around my phallus uncontrollably, but it gradually subsided as Amanda started breathing more steadily. But rather than thrust my pelvic arch in an movement to discharge my cum as all men are hardwired to do, I encircled her with my arms. I held my wife in a crushing embracement even as I felt her pressure herself into my lap more firmly. It was as if we were two powerful magnets attracted to each other.

We were one.

For a retentive while, Amanda and I didn't move. We were More than content to feel our warm naked bodies against each early, and being completely rooted in her bottom was a sensation unlike any other. I could've remained in this position until the end of time, but I wanted more for her.

Careful not to motivate too quickly so I wouldn't hurt her, I shifted my merchantman forward so that I was now slouched on the couch with my feet firmly planted on the carpet. Amanda, as a result, fell gently into a reclined position against my breast. She murmured a teasing sound, and I whispered command into her ear. Nodding with only the faintest hint of trepidation, she lifted her groundwork and placed them atop my thighs.

Then, with her weapon system fully extended behind her and on their side of my hips, my wife began slowly sodomizing herself in reverse cowgirl.

I clenched my abdominal muscles and remained perfectly still as Amanda controlled every aspect of our anal union. She bucked her hips smoothly, raising her bottom until her chisel middle was nearly collimate to the floor, then let them drop down. Like before, she gradually worked my dick into her anus until it was able to consume every inch. The density of her sphincter muscular tissue felt superb, comparable to the best blowjob, tittyfuck, or handjob that my married woman had ever given me.

Amanda grunted and moaned as she pumped her hips more robustly now. Her lust matched my own, and I snaked my blazonry around her body to assay out her breasts again. But as my hands squeezed and mashed them together, Amanda commanded hoarsely,"Play with my pussy !"

Keeping my left hand where it was -- - Amanda's tit were just too irresistible to abandon -- - I slipped my powerful indicator and centre fingers into her sass. She sucked and licked them suggestively and, using her own saliva as lubrication, I slipped my dactyl into her vagina. But the move proved unnecessary as Amanda's hole was already sopping wet.

My hand on my hot wife's perfect breasts… my fingers in her warm pussy… my pecker up her incredible ass… I was, literally, in paradise !

Amanda pumped me more rabidly. She was slamming the wax weight unit of her behind onto me when she wasn't grinding against my lap and playing my erection like a control stick, and the sluggish thumping of skin against skin sounded with each encroachment. I was helpless, and my cock was harder for it.

But, as usual, I could never stave in off orgasm for tenacious whenever I was naked with my beautiful wife. I had not only longed to get through her anus, but fantasized filling it to the brim with my cum. And now, I was make to inject a full load into her rectum.

But it needed to be on her terms.

"ass, Mandy,"I moaned."You proceed that up, and I'm gon na cream in your ass !"

"make it to me…I screw you want to, babe. Cum in my ass… cum for me !"

Christ ! How Amanda could border me so intensely with mere words ! But she suffered the consequences by losing control of the situation because I lost control.

I embraced her from behind in a ferocious bear hug, and Amanda yelped in surprise as she was suddenly ineffective to motivate. She realized that she was at my mercy -- - more specifically, her ass was at my clemency -- - as I began to thrust up into her HARD. The wallop of our eubstance went from a dull thud to a card sharp savor with each of my master bursts.

I commenced in at a spiritualist paced, but the tantalizing sensation of Amanda's naked consistence against mine, and of her sphincter musculus wrapped so heavenly around my manhood, caused my lustfulness for her to moil over. My step quickened, and soon I was jackhammering into her pretty ass as if my life-time depended on it. Amanda's repeated cries of"Oh god ! Oh god !"drowned out my primal roar as I pounded into her fundament repeatedly with all the force I could muster.

I tightened my pelvic muscular tissue to extend the sweet moment, but to no available."I'm gon na cum,"I warned my wife."I'm gon na cum !"

But Amanda's reply was to spin against me sensually and very, very wickedly.

I thrusted hard one final exam time and remained rooted in her ass, balls-deep, as my thick, hot spermatozoon spewed into her rectum.

The powerful spate made me feel as though I was falling through the floor, and I rolled my psyche back and howled. My crotched was compressed against Amanda's backside and though that afforded her very little elbow room to channelize, she was still capable to squirm on my lap, purport to cajole every last drop cloth from me.

When I finally had no more to contribute, all tensity abruptly left my eubstance and I sunk into the couch with a loud, cognitive content sigh. Amanda giggled proudly as she, in turn, relaxed and lay against me. But I continued to hold her close, our chests heaving and our bodies steaming from exertion.

We never realized that anal retentive sex could be such a beautiful act of love.

Though my erection was rapidly dissipating, I remained rooted in my wife's anus, the pressure from her privileged muscles securing me in station. Eventually, we rolled as one, still connected to each former, and lay in an extremely well-heeled spoon position. I playfully rubbed my nose against the side of her neck and wondered, for the countless time, how any cleaning woman could feel so perfect.

Amanda and I didn't dabble in anal sex again for a long time. Though she came to enjoy it as much as I did, we seldom included it our sexual repertory. Unlike oral sex and vaginal sex, we treated anal sex like a uncommon, extra occasion.

And that's precisely why making love to my wife's ass was so wonderful !