Claire Castillo - The anal wife

"You've come a long way, baby," said Joe, feeling her tongue give his prick a first class rub down. "A fucking long way." She licked the head of his meat with her stretched mouth muscle. She rubbed her tongue up and down the shaft of his joint. "Joe," she said, holding his cock out of her face now, "I've come so far that you wouldn't guess what kind of sex I'm into now."

"Oh?" he asked.

"Let me show you," she said, standing up and pressing her titties against him again. "If you won't mind, I'll show you what I like, eh?"

"For sure," said Joe, his cock long and hard now like a flexed muscle. "Let's see what kind of sex you like."

She turned around and showed him her back. "I don't get it," he said. She looked over her shoulder and put one finger to her lips: "Shsss," she said softly. Then she leaned forward, with her hands on her knees, and bent over. "Do you see my anus?"

Joe inspected her narrow slot. "It's nice," he said.

"That's what I'm into, Joe. If you like that, I can make up to you all those frustrating evenings in high school." She started up, but then he pushed his cock along the slot and grabbed her by the hips.

"Just stay right where you are," he said, "and you'll be making the best apology possible." He rubbed his dick up and down along her narrow groove. When the time seemed right he forced her down on the floor on her hands and knees. "Take it easy," she cautioned. "Don't forget that you haven't got any grease there."

Joe smiled but said nothing. In the next move toward her fanny, he filled her asshole with his dry bone. "Ooooh, Christ," she murmured, "you have to use… oh, fuck, no… please…"

"Next time," he said softly, "I'll use some grease. This first one is just for me and your tube." He shot forward, pounding at her fanny, filling her bowels with hot cock meat. "Fucking-A," she screamed, and she tried to get away. She crawled with his rod stuffed up her anus, but he stayed with her all the way to the window at the side of the room. It was a long crawl, and it didn't serve any purpose. Joe just kept moving with her, keeping his prick crammed up her asshole. He looked down where the sphincter and his dick met, and he saw that three-quarter's of his hefty joint was out of sight inside her tube. "Fucking-A is right, baby. This is just perfect." He reached under her chest and cupped her big titties. He massaged them, and the nipples, and pushed the remainder of his cock muscle into, place in her asshole. "There you go," he said. "That ought to take care of that butt hole of yours."

"Shit," she grunted, "it's too fucking large. It's too big. Don't you understand that?"

"Just another minute," he said, "and I'll understand the whole fucking cosmos." And with that Joe Bender ejaculated in Susan's fresh asshole. He shot his sperm juice into her bowel cave. Everything loosened up, including her sphincter, and he slid out easily. "There," he said, collapsing on the floor (they hadn't even made it to the bed yet), "that's what I call a good little fuck, for old time's sake, anyhow." He pawed her titties as she stretched out on her back alongside him.

"I might have been nice for you," she said, "but all it did for me was get me a little hot." She smiled because she knew full well that Joe Bender had at least one more fuck, if not several more, left in that big dick of his." You know, Joe," she continued, "you should have raped me when we were in high school. It would have made everything a lot easier. I'd probably have married you instead of Charley."

"Yeah," he said, "and you'd probably be out cheating on me tonight instead of him, eh?" He chuckled because he didn't really give a shit about what they were doing. "Ain't that right, sweet stuff?"

"That's not funny," she said. She got up and pouted on her way to the bed. She shook her irresistible buns and sat down on the bed. "It's not fair to make fun of me. It took a lot of work for me to get to be sexually free. I don't think it's right to make fun of that."

"Ah, shit," said Joe, "I make fun of everything. Don't mind me." He stood up and came over and sat next to her on the bed. He stroked her smooth thigh and the insides of her legs. He landed a finger up her snatch, inside her v-cunt. The lips spread nicely. The ooze poured freely. It was going to be a well-oiled second fuck for the two of them. "You know," he said, petting her mound, "I always did get a kick out of those big titties of yours, and from playing with your twat, even if you didn't know what it was all about." She smiled at him and brushed her blond mane behind her head.

"Me, too," she said. "Me, too."

He pressed his finger into the deeper folds of her fleshy vagina. There the oozing walls were softer and smoother. He used two fingers inside her cunt, and he put his thumb on her clit. Then he changed his position. He put his thumb up her twat channel, and he applied his longer middle digit to her anus. "How's that feel?" he asked.

"God damn good," she said. "It feels fucking terrific." He pressed harder. Such encouragement gave him heat. He worked his thumb in and out of her pulsing twat, but he concentrated – because she liked it that way – on jamming his middle digit up the length of her asshole tube. Soon he felt her sphincter begin to flex and roll, to ripple across his finger. "You know," he said, "I think you're a better buttfuck than you would be a screw in the twat hole. How about that?".

He didn't wait for her answer. He flipped her over on her belly by grabbing her two hips. Over she went, and her anus was fully exposed. Because his big hands wrapped around the smooth flesh of her buns and pulled her open. Her asshole was small and tight, and worthy of close inspection. He examined the anus while pulling juice up from her vagina. He lubricated the slot and the brown orifice. It didn't take him long, either. Before she knew it, Susan had Joe Bender's big penis up her shit hole again.

"Wow!" she said. "That was quick the way you, got in me that time." She heaved her hips upwards, and with the grease, it was a good feel this round to have his cock up her bowels. She rotated her pelvis, revolved it on his fuck rod. "You keep that pole in me," she told him, "and I'll be in heaven."

"Good," he said leaning close, "and you keep that asshole of yours tight and I'll be orgasmic!" He rammed in harder, nailing her down to the bed again. He pounded away and filled the tube with crotch meat. He didn't bother with holding onto her hips. Instead, he reached up and grabbed her boobies, pulled on the cherry nipples and massaged her hefty mammary flesh. Then he reached down and took on her cunt. He spread the flesh wings and jammed his fingers along the sides of the fuck tube. A moment later he had her moaning about how ecstatic she was. He finished her off by flicking her clitoris. At the same time that she came, and started squeezing her butt muscles down on his rod, he ejaculated into her bunghole. "There we go," he said, leaving every last drop of jism inside her fanny, "just made to order, eh?"

He pulled his rod out from between her buttocks, out of her rectum, and rolled over on his back. "That's, what I call a quickie up the asshole. Very nice, Susan. You were right. I see that you have changed a great deal. It's nice."

Not long afterwards, they showered and washed together. They soaped each other, made sure their genitalia was clean, and rubbed each other's fannies. It didn't take long for them to realize that they were getting horny again. "You know," she said, looking at Joe's rod while he dried off, "I think I'd like to have that thing up my asshole again." She reached out and stroked his bone-on. "But I have to get home or Charley will get suspicious and call Mom's."

"You're right," said Joe Bender. "We'll make it another time, eh?"

They checked out of the motel and drove toward Susan's home on the West Side. But when they reached the foot of a hill, she made Joe turn right, instead of left toward her house. "Come on," she said, "just a little kissey facey in the back seat like old times, eh?"