Prologue

I'm a very favourable man to be married to the sexy, most beautiful woman in the world.

This is, by no means, intended to depersonalise or put down my wife, but Amanda possesses 3 tangible feature -- - in no particular order -- - that, in my humble opinion, place her in the high echelons of forcible beauty.

The first is the flawlessness of her cheek and the unblemished texture of her naturally tan hide. I've come to fetishize Amanda's adorable freckles, which is perhaps her aphrodisiac feature film of all, but the way her brown eyes always twinkle with mischief, like there's an inside antic 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 twenty-four hour period

Aside from her supermodel-like unspoilt looks, people probably observation Amanda's amazing breasts first when she enters the room : 34c… perfect in soma, size, and firmness… perfective tense in every way ! Amanda's titty are obviously glorious when fully exposed, but I somehow adore them even more when they're wrapped in a snug, sweaty sportswoman bra.

Lastly, of course, is Amanda's uncomparable ass. My married woman doesn't posse comitatus a"bubble fundament"or an"apple bottom"; 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 ass, achieved from straining physical exertion at the gym and running 20+ mile weekly, that is as firm as I get whenever I see it. And like Amanda's breasts, the batch of her bare bottom is an ungodly pleasure, yet it's even more arousing when she wears her sexy yoga pants.

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

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Several Strand of Amanda's long black silky hair fell over her face, and she blew them aside through the corner of her sassing. Though my married woman had just returned from the gym, she was diligently washing lulu that I had oafishly forgotten in the cesspit. Her back was to me, and I stood behind her unnoticed.

I stared at Amanda in wonder. Her hair covered well-nigh of her behind. However, clad in a snug sports bra and yoga pants that left piddling to the imagination, it was difficult not to acknowledge the chisel brawniness of my wife's V-shaped pep pill body. Her body was sculpted as if made of granite, and she was, literally, a role model of health and fitness. But my middle insidiously drifted downward as they always did when Amanda's back was to me.

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

I stood in the eye of our kitchen and gazed at Amanda vacuously. The simple sight of her prat, especially in those sexy yoga pants, made me heavily than infield. I was so engrossed by its idol that I didn't agnise she had shut off the piddle until she turned around.

My married woman regarded with me with a bemused look, but I hardly noticed. I went from being mesmerized by her fundament to fixating on her beautiful bosom and sexy 6-pack abs that rippled impressively with the slightest cause."Are you staring at my ass again, babe ?"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 dishrag that narrowly missed my head."You're horribly, you know that ?"But she was smiling and clearly appreciated my paying attention to her form.

I quickly glided towards her, placed my hands on her pelvis, and spun her around. Driving my crotch into her fundament, I playfully pinned Amanda to the kitchen sink. My burgeoning erection pressed into the fold of her ass as I encircled her with my branch. Amanda squealed and attempted to squirm away, but I had her trapped precisely where I wanted her.

The resoluteness of her bottom… the softness of her hair… even her sweaty bouquet was like an irresistible pheromone.

I rubbed my genitalia against Amanda's behind even harder ; I wanted her to sense it.

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

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

Amanda purred,"I can recite. Maybe we should stay this discussion in the shower."Normally, that would've sounded perfect because some of the best sex that we ever experienced had taken place there.

But I required insistent gratification.

"I can't waiting,"I confessed in a pained tone."I'm so fucking hot for you that I need you right now."Amanda's luscious bottom had me so sex-crazed that I spoke my next parole without thought, and immediately regretted it :"I want to bend you over this sink and peg your ass."

My married woman was typically adventuresome in bed. Save for the extremely outre, there wasn't anything that she wasn't willing to try at least once. We often watched porn together, dabbled with sex plaything, and even practiced visible light bondage while taking turns being the"dom/domme"and"sub ”. But there were 2 specific boundaries 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 wind up my blowjobs by swallowing or allowing me to jack off near her aspect. I never pushed the issue. After all, unwritten sex was already an intimate act that required a great deal of cartel between us, and my wife 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 tale. Unfortunately, her 2nd sexual exclusion was anal retentive sex. Each sentence I would play it up or even elude around the theme, my married woman would rumple her nose 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. for sure, traditional vaginal sex, as well as oral sex, with my wife was as unbelievable as ever, but every time she was raw or simply walked by, I couldn't help but dream about poking her in the butt.

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

Damn it, you're such an imbecile, 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 part trailed off as I lifted my manus imploringly.

Amanda rolled her eyes with a feel of immense disgust that almost killed the modality and shriveled my glut penis to its original sizing.

Almost.

"Dishes are done, I'm going to strike a shower,"she hastily announced.

But I kept her pinned against the kitchen sink."What if I just bend you over and make your cunt instead ?"Sure, I was acting like a Neanderthal… but I was getting despairing !

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

"messiah, Mandy. Are you going to get to me get on my knee and beg ? Because I will."

Amanda was amused by my pitiful desperation but, without even realizing it, was gently grinding her bottom against my fork. I was so aroused that my penis was tumid in my gasp, and its undersurface was pinned along her vertical crease. I began to shift my body against hers, too, essentially dry-humping her butt.

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

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

"yield off the leggings,"I whispered."I want to take a leak love to you right now."

"Mmmm… but I like this. It's kind 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 contact was overwhelmingly stimulating.

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

"That's form of the head, silly."

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

"OH….FUCK !"

A mightily climax surged between my legs as I dry-humped my wife's ass. I was howling and pumping wildly, and my arms automatically snaked around her dead body. A lesser woman wouldn't have tolerated how gratingly I squeezed her breasts, but my wife merely cackled as I used her integral torso to pleasure myself.

When I was finally played out, I backed away from Amanda gingerly, in double-dyed mental rejection that I had used her ass -- - and to a lesser extent, her breasts -- - to get off. I moved awkwardly, afraid to get the foul heap in my pants all over myself. My wife took one aspect 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 wife's stooge was like tittyfucking her : heavenly in every way imaginable.

My middle 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 await at me over her shoulder joint."I'm going to shower now. Come join me."It was a program line, not a request."Maybe I can houseclean you up before we make another mess."

My erecting instantaneously returned.

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A hebdomad later, Amanda and I were getting ready for a dinner date with my best friend Dimitri and his new lady friend Kate, whom we'd be meeting for the first sentence. Dimitri was as beloved to my wife as he was to me, so we both wanted to take in a safe notion on Kate for his sake. I was in our walk-in closet searching for a overnice shirt when Amanda entered.

"How do I look ?"she asked casually.

I turned around and, naturally, my breath caught in my throat.

Amanda was wearing a slinky pitch-black mini-dress. Composed of a very soft and stretchy stuff, the mini-dress was so thin and form-fitting that that it was like another layer of skin. It was strapless and sleeveless with an extremely low neckline that screamed attention to Amanda's eye-popping cleavage. The tush of the minidress barely reached halfway down her thighs, showing off am exorbitant amount of her fabulously toned moon-curser's legs. Combined with the stiletto bounder that Amanda was wearing, the outfit made her stage appear obscenely long.

Despite Amanda's mixed bag of sexiness, I was once again enthralled by her unbelievable ass. The way the minidress swaddled it so snuggly like credit card wrap was like a powerful attractor that I could not tear my eyes away from. It was blatantly obviously that my wife wasn't wearing any panties, which made her appearance 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 shaver and a few yr later, my married woman somehow appeared insanely hotter wearing it now compared to the first time.

"Still fits,"she declared proudly while studying her profile in a full-length mirror.

maternity did not ruin my married woman's figure in the least bit. She was clearly getting better with time, just like all right wine. I gazed at her rapturously."Kate is going to hate you."

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

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

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

It was both a boon and a curse for a woman to be so beautiful. Yet Amanda's humbleness was endearing. Along with her intelligence, wry sentiency of humor, and boilers suit charm, it easily outshined her strong-arm attribute, which was why I loved her so dearly.

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

"Thank you, babe."Amanda beamed me a devastating smile that actually made me reel 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 married woman threw an even more mischievous smile my way as she turned and sauntered into the bathroom without further commentary. With a bulge in my pants and my heart thumping hard, I quickly followed. Amanda stopped to involve me demurely as she pulled the bottom the mini-dress above her hips.

She wasn't wearing any underwear.

"Jesus Jesus Christ, Mandy. Your ass is fucking incredible."

My married woman stepped to the bathroom sink and promptly leaned over it. With her cheek in from the mirror and her upper half parallel to the floor, Amanda waggled her ass seductively. As if her invitation wasn't crystallise enough, she reached back with one had to spread her pussy.

All I saw was pink.

I immediately dropped my pants.

I came right up to Amanda from derriere. She brought her face to mine, and we kissed like 2 savage creature succumbing to their key needs. Gripping my erection like a sword, I playfully slapped her ass with it and rubbed it along her erect crease.

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

My married woman received no contestation as I mounted her doggy-style. Knowing that she liked it a short rough, I palmed the rear of her caput to force Amanda to stare at herself in the mirror."Watch as I bang the Scheol out of you,"I growled.

Amanda and I had 3 specifics places where we especially enjoyed having sex : in front man of a mirror, in the shower bath, and outdoor on a acquit and cheery day. Currently, her eyes were as wide-cut as her lip as we gazed at our own reflection while making love. But I happened to enamor good deal of her puckered hole as I glanced down.

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

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

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

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

To my utmost disbelief, she nodded !

I instantly slid out of her kitty-cat and fervour filled my thought as I brought the tip of my erecting to Amanda's anus.

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

I missed my wife's unquiet reflexion in the mirror as I began to come home her, but winced when her inner musculus 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 bulb-shaped 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 tighter. But the sight of my hammer partially buried in her ass so visually shake up -- -- there mere fact that I was finally having anal sex with my wife so exalt -- - that it was deserving the forcible discomfort.

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

Amanda's expression quickly changed from apprehension to outright agony, but I was so engrossed in my own selfishness that I didn't notice it until she screamed.

"sister, you're hurting me !"

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

My wife bore a irritating verbalism, one that I had never seen before and torus at my heart, as she pulled her dress back down. She was grimacing when she replied unconvincingly,"I'm fine."

"Are you sure ? You don't look amercement. 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 life itself. Amanda limped slightly as she paced back and forth to walk off the lingering discomfort. She continued to shift awkwardly and still appeared uncomfortable, which was heartbreaking.

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

Amanda's gait gradually returned to convention as I followed her to the garage. Her demeanor also softened, and she was back to her bubbly, blabby ego by the time we were on the road. But she noticeably didn't bring up our 1st attempt at anal sex for the repose of the night.

I felt like such a horrible husband.

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An odd, gentle shaking woke me early the next morning. It was Dominicus -- - my day to sleep in. Somewhat annoyed, I rolled onto my side and tried to devolve back asleep.

Then the gentle trembling happened again.

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

It took me a moment to gain that she was stifling laughter.

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

Amanda rolled to confront me, and there were existent split in her eyes."I'm sorry, babe. I was trying hard not to heat you."

My annoyance instantly evaporated. There was nothing my wife could ever do to get at me."It's ok, Mandy. What are you reading ?"

She flushed in superfluity."Another one of my love story novels."

I chuckled. While my wife could be very schoolgirlish at times, it still surprised me that she enjoyed those cheesy"happily ever after"stories so often. But we both had our vices."Oh yea ? Any good sex scenes ?"

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

I was still one-half asleep and didn't comprehend what she was referring to."Huh ?"

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

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

"We should've stretched my, uh, back door first before we did anything."I was in such incredulity at the topic of conversation that I gaped at my wife."Using digit is obvious, but anal beadwork are highly urge, too."

"Did you really just say ‘ anal retentive pearl'?"

"Yes, silly. You know, the silicone 1 that start small and get bigger ?"

"Like the unity in the porno video that we watched the other day."

Amanda let that pass."Anal beads can be less painful than fingers,"she continued in a scholarly tone that was endearing and absolutely lovely,"since you can inflect the sum of money of reach with the size of it of the beads. And we definitely should've used lubricant 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 inquiry this hooey ?"

Her expression was angelic."I'm reading about it in my Romance novel."I was about to let loose a crude comment when she continued animatedly,"I have to be dependable, baby. It actually felt secure when you were in… there… at first."My middle widened."But then I got kind of scared,"she confessed,"and it started to hurt, and I felt like I was losing ascendency of my body and that everything interior was going to photograph out. I know, TMI, right ?"Before I could even respond, Amanda became much Thomas More subdued and added,"Not to sound ever more disgusting, but I also read that kissing and licking a woman back there can assist to inhibit those inborn reflex before anal penetration. If you do it the right way."She paused to let that sink in.

I was momentarily dumbfounded by the amount of information 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 perverted sort of way."Yea ? So that's what you've been reading in your smut fungus romance novels, eh ?"

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

Our conversation had me hard as a Rock, and even though I was smart sufficiency to realise that we weren't going to attempt anal sex again just yet, I figured that we were, at the very least, going to indulge in some very unbelievable sunrise 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 clock time for her to meet with her training group for another 10 mile run in the Hill.

I groaned as she rolled out of bed."Why don't you show up a piffling previous ? Or, respectable yet, why don't you not testify up at all, and continue here with me ? I got a really bad itch 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-shirts as a nightie, and nothing else carry through for a duet of pink scanty. They were cut in the"boyshort"panache, which complemented her athletic skeleton and hugged the curves of her bottom perfectly. nigh adult female who dressed themselves nicely couldn't compare with my wife's born beauty kickoff thing in the morning.

"Tempting,"she responded impudently,"but running the trail with my team gives me a honest physical exercise than you do in bed !"

I feigned feeling insulted as Amanda grinned. Then I happily watched her strip raw and don her lam garb : a snug sports bra and tight leggings, an outfit that would undoubtedly cause anyone within a 100ft radius to stare at her and drool. My wife tied her haircloth into a cute ponytail and kissed me on the backtalk, and I stared longingly at her beautiful ass as she swiftly departed to meet her training group.

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

My wife touched her forehead to mine."I know,"she responded tenderly."It's ok, babe. 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 overgrown monstrosity, and knew that she was exaggerating simply to assuage my guilt. The gesture warmed my gist, and I hugged my wife fiercely, afraid to let go because I knew I didn't deserve her."I love you so much, Mandy."

"I love you, too. At least we'll know upright for succeeding time."She turned and was suddenly gone.

Next time ?

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

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

workweek later, I found myself at the gym with Amanda. She was clad in her customary athletics bra and leggings again, which I had come to seriously fetishize over time. While we normally spent about 2 hours here, we usually separated to quest for our own destination. I concentrated more on upper body strengthening, while my wife's regimen focused more on lower body and toning.

I was currently seated in a chest public press political machine, but Amanda was just approaching the"roman type chair ”, much to my delight. She placed her prison cell phone and water supply feeding bottle on the mat up storey. After climbing in, my wife aligned herself at about a 45 degree angle to the primer coat with her back straight and arms crossed in an"X"over her ample chest. Then, flexing at the waist, Amanda formed a sodding upside"V"before extending back to her original placement. This particular workout targeted her abject back and gluteal muscles… and also gave me an unimpeded view of her incredible ass every prison term she bent forward.

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

The"Roman chair"was stationed at the battlefront of the gym in vindicated view. I humorously wondered if its strategic position had been on purpose as I ceased my drill to stare at Amanda's toned ass. She was making me hard, and I almost didn't care if anyone noticed. Suddenly feeling mischievous, I withdrew my cellular telephone and sent her a playful text.

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

Amanda's cellphone vibrated, and I watched as she paused to remember it. After reading my substance, 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 time, I wasn't falling for it. I purposefully waited before adding : There's now a crowd of bozo staring at your ass with me. Should I charge them admission ? Shit, the dude side by side to me looks like he's about to bungle his burden !

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

I laughed and resumed my workout, but my centre didn't stray from my married woman's incredible rump as she continued hers.

Nor did the middle 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 together. There probably wasn't anything I enjoyed more in life -- - aside from making dearest to my beautiful wife and staring at her unbelievable ass -- - than bathing with her. The combination of being wet and naked with Amanda was a wonderful matter, indeed !

Amanda closed her heart as she shampooed her hair. Lathering my helping hand with a bar of scoop, I pressed my crotch into her bottom as I reached around to soap her congested mammilla. At 34c, they were a fistful and extremely firm, but were too slippery as I tried to bosom them hard… which only fanned my hunger even more. My wife cooed softly and smiled, but remained silent and allowed me to continue.

My hands covered the entire front of her body with suds, working from her illustrious chest and down to her tummy, where I lightly scoured the impressive ridgeline of her abdominal musculus with my fingertips. From there, I felt the suave curves of her hips and the firmness of her muscular thigh. I then traced back around and witness my hands 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 hands, but that didn't prevent me from rubbing my ribbon all over Amanda's ass. It was exquisitely toned like the rest of her body and, literally, resembled a piece of work of art as the glistening water flowed over it. ineffectual to avail myself, I pinned the underside of my rock-hard erecting along her vertical crease.

I brought my back talk 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 flap her bottom against my privates in a very sensual, stimulating way."I remember,"she answered quietly."You were so hard for me…"

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

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

That was the awesome matter about shower bath sex. We were always wildly adventuresome in the sleeping room, but my wife was often unforced to be much more depraved here in the exhibitioner. Save for under the bright sun and clear blue sky sky, there was no former topographic point where we enjoyed having sex more. Not to mention, there was just something very hardheaded about being able to clean up immediately after making a cruddy mess !

But as I considered jacking off all over Amanda's scrumptious ass after using it to masturbate, I suddenly recalled the gossip she had made about rimming. We had never discussed it again, but her curiosity was obvious ; clearly, she wanted to feel it. And while I wanted to keep our sex life bracing, Thomas More than anything I just wanted to make my marvelous wife happy.

Amanda knew I was fixated on her ass, and well cognizant how I loved to dry hump it and jack off all over her plain peel. That was why she was so storm when I pulled away."What are you doing ?"

My married woman loved dirty sex talk, so I didn't delay 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 twist 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 snog that fairly ass of yours… then I'm going to lick your son of a bitch before I shove my spit in it."

Amanda's puckered hole 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 excitement. My oral cavity watered.

I gave my wife's anus a foresighted, slow up lick.

"Omigod…"she breathed.

To be honest, I had to defend back some initial revulsion as the tip of my lingua made contact with Amanda's back door ingress. The bare thought of rimming individual, even my married woman, would've been disgusting to me not that long ago, but now, as I pleasured her, I harbored no loathing. In fact, her ass tasted the same as her mouth or her pussy.

dessert and delicious.

Suddenly sharp-set and perhaps a little crazed from epinephrin, I stretched Amanda's asscheeks even further apart and buried my face between them, eating her ass like a starving man at a spread. Amanda's stallion 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 sooner ?

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

I shook my capitulum emphatically ; I was having too lots fun to stop and relocate.

"Trust me, I'm enjoying this way more 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 argue ? I quickly jumped out of the shower bath 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 chamber, Amanda immediately crawled onto our bed on all 4's. With her bare bottom presented to me so irresistibly, I knelt onto the carpet and buried my face into her hindquarters again. My hungriness returned instantly.

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

My reaction was a dull grumble into her nether region.

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

darn, 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 safeguard by gently rubbing her clit, which was already engorged and as hard as my dick. Amanda cooed and involuntarily waggled her ass before my adoring eyes in response. As butt undulated hypnotically, I slipped 2 fingers into her slickness pussy.

Amanda sighed contently, but it wasn't her pussy that required attending today.

holding both fingers inside her vagina, I stuck the index finger of my other hand into my mouth to wet it. Amanda's oculus were closed and the side of her reasonably grimace remained resting on the mattress, so she didn't see me thump my glistening digit into her ass. Her integral body trembled and her sphincter muscle muscles contracted upon introduction.

I almost pulled out, but a 6th senses told me to hold. So I waited breathlessly, gauging Amanda's reaction by the rapid rising and falling of her shoulders. Her internal muscles clenched around my fingers like some variety of detestable Chinese fingerbreadth trap, but gradually relaxed as did her breathing. Taking this as a sign, I began sliding my fingers in and out of both hole in an alternating motion, careful to keep open a stiff but blue-blooded rhythm.

Amanda expressed spiritedly,"I never knew this could find so salutary !"

I nimbly attempted to slide my midsection finger into her anus along with my index number fingerbreadth. But my married woman was still tight in her backdoor in stark contrast to her slit, which was so wet and easy that I could've driven a truck into it ! Her anus tightened instantaneously as the tip of my eye digit merely pressed against its outer rim. I continued with just 1 finger, but Amanda truly did have a surprise for me.

As I probed both holes, Amanda reached under a pillow and withdrew a bottle of personal lubricator and a set of anal retentive beads ! Shaped like a blade, the sex toy was lavender in color and composed entirely of conciliatory silicone. The 1st pearl was only the size of it of a pea, but each subsequent one was slightly gravid until they culminated into a turgid ring-handle that was intended to ward 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 retentive bead with lubricant. My ticker was thundering in my chest, as I knew that, despite the unnumberable sexual adventures we had enjoyed together, this was a huge footstep for her… for us. I pressed the tip to her bottom 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 flinch. I inserted only 2 beading and paused to let her consistency 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 admit 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… mighty there."

I went no further than driving halfway into her ass. Amanda writhed rapturously as the astragal rubbed against her sphincter walls and stretched her back door. Once I had established her puff zone, I reached under to pertain my wife… to massage her engorged clit… to trace my fingertips along the ridges of her inspiring 6-pack… to play with her self-conceited breasts and tweak her mamilla as her magnificent white meat dangled like udders.

Amanda moaned loudly.

My cock normally craved to be inside of her… oral fissure, 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 firm breasts back to her pussy again as I continued to slide the anal beads in her anus. I could fit almost my entire fist into my married woman's slit on a typical day, but my 2 fingerbreadth were, literally, in a trigger-happy competition with the sex toy for space in her consistency !

But the contender didn't last long.

I plunged my figure and anal beads into both holes various More times before Amanda suddenly arched her back towards the cap and shuddered before collapsing onto our bed prone. My fingers glistened as did the sex toy that I held in my opposite hand. Grinning, I scooted next to my wife and playfully nuzzled my olfactory organ at the floor of her cervix. It wasn't until Amanda rolled onto her backrest to regard 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 next to her and embraced her from behind. In a spoonful position that was so unbelievably easy, her firm button pressed into my genitalia. I savored the ardent touch of her torso against mine, and knowing that I had pleased the woman whom I loved more than anything in the world, lay aside our son, left me deeply satisfied.

We basked in that soothing state between sleep and watchfulness for a while until Amanda snapped me wide awake with a whisper :"I'm quick to try it again."

At first, 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 glad to do. But the tone of her voice indicated something more. My heart suddenly beat faster with excitement."Mandy, are you trusted ? I mean, after what happened death time…"

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

I repeated her statement in my mind. I'm still a little skittish. But I think I'm quick this prison term.

She did not sound ready.

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

"I wouldn't say that I hated it, babe,"Amanda conceded."I will admit that we weren't prepared, but we know better now. Using the drop and your digit back there stretched me without pain, and rimming definitely relaxed my muscles."It was endearing how she spoke about anal retentive play in such a clinical quality."I feel like I have dominance of my body now."She looked at me knockout."This fourth dimension, I'm ready."

I could still discern a considerable quantity of trepidation beneath her solemn exterior, and it broke my gist to gain that Mandy didn't really want to try it again, but was willing to let me sodomize her once Sir Thomas More out of pure love.

"God, I love you, Mandy. I don't deserve you."I shook my head without any regret."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 leg and made me completely heavy with only 2 swift CVA."You've never be able to say ‘ no'to be before, and I don't want you to pop out getting in the drug abuse !"

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

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

Amanda slowly reassumed her bow down side with a felid gracefulness. Taking the bottle of personal lubricating substance, I scooted behind where her incomparable ass awaited me. I leaned down to give her right cheek an affectionate candy kiss and then a light source, playful smacking. She giggled and teased me by wiggling her bottom ; a aphrodisiacal invitation, to say the least !

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

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

We sighed contently as my helmet-head slip into Amanda. I could feel her sphincter muscles squeezing around my girth ever-so-slightly, but nowhere near as uncontrollably as during our initial foray. Except for the prediction, she didn't appear to be in any distraint, nor was I caught up in a blind, sex-crazed lust like previously.

Gripping my erection at its base, I delicately eased into my wife's bum, gliding myself in a bit advance and mindful of any discomfort on her part. Amanda remained still, but I heard her breathing in a stabilise rhythm to observe her body unstrain. 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 piffling more."

The boring friction against Amanda's rectal walls was incomprehensibly dainty, and I couldn't believe that anal sex could feel so amazing. It was comparable have traditional vaginal sex with my wife or making lovemaking to her throat. I glided my free hand all over her bottom and lower back. preferably than thrust concentrated or push button, I leaned in carefully, and slipped my cock halfway into my Amanda's anus.

The sensation of it all was so brace that I lolled my mind back and moaned.

"right there, babe. That's perfect… veracious there."Establishing her new comfort geographical zone, I retracted my pelvic arch 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 forcible and verbal reactions, I progressively ramped up the tempo. I was still careful not to perforate too deeply or squeeze too fast, but I was so fervent in my movements that I quickly worked up as lather. Her wet sphincter muscle muscularity gradually relaxed, and seeing my humanity buried in her ass, even if it was only halfway, made the wonderful sensations even better.

After only 15 s, my body required release.

However, I still wasn't sure of Amanda's bound 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 mind and understood that I was seeking instruction on where to bank my load."Pull out,"she instructed."I want to find you all over my ass !"

I emitted a guttural consonant roar as I withdrew from Amanda's anal porta. She immediately flattened herself on the bed as I straddled her and stroked myself feverishly. My aim was true, and I showered my love all over my married woman's pert prat. When I was finally expend 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 fierce hug. We held each other closing curtain and didn't speak for a farsighted sentence. Though we had been married for almost a X and enjoyed a fulfilling sex life that would make any couple covetous, something profound still managed to transpire between us.

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Amanda and I had sex of the traditional diversity -- - vaginal and viva voce -- - in the years that followed, but we didn't attack anal again. While I was aspirant, I wasn't derangement when she didn't bring it up. My wife had already done Sir Thomas More for me than any husband could rightfully expect, and I didn't couldn't ask for anything more. If Amanda wanted to get anal retentive sex again, she would ask ; if not, our passion wouldn't be any big for the deficiency of it.

Approximately 2 calendar week later, Amanda and I decided to go out for a fancy date night in midpoint City. She was wearing the sexy black minidress again. It wasn't that my wife didn't have any other nice clothes to wear. While Amanda genuinely liked the minidress, she was actually indulging me because she knew how a great deal I enjoyed seeing her tire it.

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

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

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

My wife snorted in amusement but didn't respond.

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When we finally arrived at our destination, I pulled into the crowd together parking service department and took the first uncommitted spot. Jumping out of our SUV, I circled around to open the passenger door and add Amanda a hand. She took it and exited awkwardly without her usual grace.

"Mandy, are you sure you're ok ? You're moving form of funny."

I was growing concerned, but my married woman's face Split into a spicy grin as she glanced about. Then, to my maximum astonishment, Amanda pulled the fanny of the minidress up over her midsection. As usual, she wasn't wearing pantie with the outfit, so that didn't surprise me.

But what did surprise me was the blue lambency jewel that was lodged in her butt.

"What the… what is that ?"

Amanda laughed out loud as she looked around the parking garage again. After making certain that there was no one else around, she reached towards her bottom. But what she extricated wasn't just a blue jewel. My married woman held up a small, glistening, bullet-shaped object that had a short-circuit narrow neck and a flat, round base to which the faux sapphire was attached.

A hindquarters chew !

I gaped at my wife.

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

I was delighted at the insinuation but in disbelief that she would actually go to such extreme. I actually sputtered, unable to verbalise my sentiment, as my married woman continued to grin at me in amusement."Good Divine, Mandy !"I blurted in a strangled smell."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 theater auditory sensation echoed in the parking garage so loudly that soul was bound to get a line."I've been wearing it since Mon,"she confessed.

"What !"

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

I shook my head incredulously. My wife and I enjoyed a sex life that would've been considered extremely hardcore even by the most harden porn star, but she could still wow me with new matter."You're full of surprisal, aren't you ?"

"I'm not doing this just for you, you know,"she replied with sham 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 plug with a surprising comfort and lowered the minidress over her keister once more. Everything was abruptly back to pattern 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 board from Amanda as she perused the menu. My beautiful wife bore that Lapplander intense yet lovable face that she always did when focusing on something. I gazed at her in adoration, but she peeked over the top of the menu and furrowed her forehead questioningly.

"What ?"

"Oh zero. I'm just admiring your cute freckles… and thinking about the tooshie 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 crystal chalice, she dabbed her descent red lips with a serviette and casually tossed it onto the base."baby, would you be a affectionately and pick that up for me ?"She asked innocently while batting her long eyelashes.

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

"Of course."As I reached down to find the napkin, Amanda surreptitiously spread her legs wide beneath the table. The minidress normally rode dangerously eminent on her long legs, anyway, but a warm glance was all I needed to distinguish that her slit was barren and smooth… exactly the way I liked it.

I picked up her napkin and returned it without comment.

We enjoyed an unbelievable repast and maintained a casual conversation throughout the Night. But the thoughts of my wife's long aphrodisiac legs, fluent snatch, and, most predominantly, her incredible ass that presently housed a butt plug proved to be a major distraction, as did the painful erection in my pants that screamed for attention.

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Amanda and I stumbled into the living way in a maze of limbs and lips. She had unzipped my pants and started giving me a handjob before we were even halfway family, and I had deftly driven with one hand while fingering her puss. It was a minor miracle that I didn't crash and obliterate us, but we didn't have the willpower to resist touching each other.

Amanda and I were in such a fit of luxuria that we didn't even make it to the bedroom. Instead, we wrestled each early towards the couch, where she relieved me of my clothing. And I returned the favor by peeling the tight minidress over her drumhead and tossing it aside. My married woman whimsically twirled as if allowing me to scrutinize every inch of her luscious torso. The faux sapphire flashed as her bottom passed before my eyes.

"God, I want to stick 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 sexy married woman and her hot ass."roll in the hay,"I swore."Give me a sec to get the lube."

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

I was like a dog in heat, craving to nail Amanda in the butt and twit her doggy fashion again. But her happiness and condom were my priority."It'll get me 2 indorsement,"I assured her."I'll be fast !"

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

Amanda dropped to her knees and forced my stifle apart.

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

The blowjob was unlike any my wife had ever given me before. Aggressive, and on the wand of being instantly violent, it was loud, wet, and extremely sloppy. She slurped vigorously as a thick spit seeped from her mouth and down her chin to coat my engorged penis.

Lubrication, indeed !

When Amanda rose, I expected that she'd bend over the couch so I could take her from behind. But she turned, facing away from me, while reaching behind to grasp my erection and array it with her anus. Then assuming a"skier's stead ”, Amanda gently pressed her fundament against my penile tip and hovered there for a moment to valuate my response.

This was a blade new stead for us, and I was thrilled !

I placed my mitt on my Amanda's hips to guide her movements. There was a brief searing nuisance as I pierced her anal entranceway, but it quickly passed as she smoothly lowered herself halfway. There was a roll in the hay tone to my wife's movement despite the fact that many hoi polloi would consider our act"dirty"in every sense of the word.

With my thenar still on Amanda's coxa, I slowly pulled her onto me, careful not to yank her off balance and keeping a stopping point eye on her chemical reaction, as well. But her only response was to sigh contently as she sank lower and low-pitched onto me. I opened my legs wide as my wife fit perfectly between them even as she kept her thighs pressed together.

"Omigod,"Amanda breathed once I was almost completely rooted inside of her. She was still leaning forward with a lot of her weighting displaced anteriorly on her feet. It was straighten out that my wife was still apprehensive to drop her full weightiness, but that was ok. I was will to give her as much cock -- - or as little -- - as she wanted.

"Your ass feels rattling, Mandy… you feel fantastic."

Amanda answered me with a purr. Rocking from the balls of her substructure onto her dog 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 strike ascendancy. The view of her bottom engulfing my erection only to reappear was hypnotic. She took me in a lilliputian bit deeper each time, pacing herself, letting my backbreaking cinch gradually stretch and relax her sphincter heftiness, and allowing ourselves to enjoy the wonderful, intimate friction.

Amanda soon started riding me faster, pumping her brawny thighs and scaling almost the entire distance of my manhood. Though I couldn't see around her body, I could tell that she was cupping the undersides of her swollen breasts, and rolling her harden mammilla between thumb and forefinger to pleasure herself further. Hungrily, I batted her hands away and replaced them with my own.

It was the best of both mankind : 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 separation. Still, save for my hired man groping her chest, I remained still and let her set the pace. Her smooth, toned body was emanating a considering sum of heating plant as she rose and fell on my stiff member. Then, without warning, Amanda sat fully upright, backing into me and allowing her coxa to fully drop on my lap.

Amanda emitted a sharp screech as her ass swallowed my pecker completely.

She trembled and exhaled sharply, and for a instant I thought the deep incursion might be too for her a good deal to manage. But my married woman remained seated on me. Her anal retentive muscle were contracting around my penis uncontrollably, but it gradually subsided as Amanda started breathing more steadily. But rather than thrust my rose hip in an elbow grease to go off my cum as all men are hardwired to do, I encircled her with my blazonry. I held my wife in a crushing embracing even as I felt her press herself into my lap more firmly. It was as if we were two powerful magnets attracted to each other.

We were one.

For a long piece, Amanda and I didn't move. We were to a greater extent than subject to experience our warm bare bodies against each early, and being completely rooted in her bottom was a sensory faculty unlike any former. I could've remained in this position until the end of time, but I wanted more for her.

Careful not to locomote too quickly so I wouldn't hurt her, I shifted my merchantman forward so that I was now slouched on the couch with my substructure firmly planted on the carpet. Amanda, as a result, fell gently into a reclined spot against my chest. She murmured a quizzical speech sound, and I whispered book of instructions into her ear. Nodding with only the faintest tip of trepidation, she lifted her pes and placed them atop my thighs.

Then, with her weaponry fully extended behind her and on their slope of my hips, my wife began slowly sodomizing herself in contrary cowgirl.

I clenched my abdominal muscle muscles and remained perfectly still as Amanda controlled every aspect of our anal retentive mating. She bucked her rose hip smoothly, raising her tush until her chiseled midriff was nearly parallel to the floor, then let them sink. Like before, she gradually worked my cock into her anus until it was able to consume every inch. The tightness of her sphincter muscularity felt superb, like to the best blowjob, tittyfuck, or handjob that my wife 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 arms around her trunk to assay out her breasts again. But as my hands squeezed and mashed them together, Amanda commanded hoarsely,"turn with my pussy !"

Keeping my left hand where it was -- - Amanda's mammilla were just too irresistible to forsake -- - I slipped my decent index and middle fingers into her mouth. She sucked and licked them suggestively and, using her own saliva as lubrication, I slipped my digits into her vagina. But the move proved unnecessary as Amanda's golf hole was already sopping wet.

My bridge player on my hot married woman's perfective breasts… my finger's breadth in her warm pussy… my cock up her unbelievable ass… I was, literally, in promised land !

Amanda pumped me more rabidly. She was slamming the full weight unit of her bum onto me when she wasn't grinding against my lap and playing my erecting like a stick, and the benumb thud of hide against skin sounded with each shock. I was helpless, and my cock was harder for it.

But, as common, I could never stave in off orgasm for long whenever I was naked with my beautiful wife. I had not only longed to penetrate her anus, but fantasized filling it to the rim with my cum. And now, I was fix to interpose a full cargo into her rectum.

But it needed to be on her terms.

"Fuck, Mandy,"I moaned."You celebrate that up, and I'm gon na ointment in your ass !"

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

the Nazarene ! How Amanda could edge me so intensely with mere words ! But she suffered the consequences by losing ascendence of the post because I lost control.

I embraced her from prat in a ferocious bear hug, and Amanda yelped in surprise as she was suddenly ineffective to displace. She realized that she was at my clemency -- - more specifically, her ass was at my mercy -- - as I began to thrust up into her HARD. The impact of our bodies went from a dull thud to a sharper smack with each of my contain bursts.

I commenced in at a medium paced, but the ride sensation of Amanda's naked body against mine, and of her anatomical sphincter muscles wrapped so heavenly around my manhood, caused my lust for her to seethe over. My yard quickened, and soon I was jackhammering into her pretty ass as if my life depended on it. Amanda's repeated cries of"Oh god ! Oh god !"drowned out my primordial roar as I pounded into her bottom repeatedly with all the force I could muster.

I tightened my pelvic muscles to draw out the sweet bit, but to no available."I'm gon na cum,"I warned my wife."I'm gon na cum !"

But Amanda's reception was to gyrate against me sensually and very, very wickedly.

I thrusted difficult one final time and remained rooted in her ass, balls-deep, as my midst, hot sperm spewed into her rectum.

The muscular spate made me feel as though I was falling through the storey, and I rolled my oral sex back and howled. My crotched was compressed against Amanda's bottom and though that afforded her very little room to maneuver, she was still able to squirm on my lap, spirit to inveigle every last pearl from me.

When I finally had no more to render, all tension abruptly left my eubstance and I sunk into the sofa with a loud, content sigh. Amanda giggled proudly as she, in turn, relaxed and lay against me. But I continued to hold her stopping point, our breast heaving and our organic structure steaming from exertion.

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

Though my erection was rapidly dissipating, I remained rooted in my wife's anus, the insistency from her inner muscular tissue securing me in spot. Eventually, we rolled as one, still connected to each early, and lay in an extremely prosperous spoon military position. I playfully rubbed my nose against the side of her neck and wondered, for the countless time, how any woman could feel so perfect.

Amanda and I didn't dabble in anal retentive sex again for a recollective time. Though she came to enjoy it as a lot as I did, we seldom included it our intimate repertoire. Unlike unwritten sex and vaginal sex, we treated anal sex like a uncommon, particular occasion.

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