Claire Castillo - The anal wife

"Oooh, Christ," she muttered, "it's filling me up. Fuck, what are you doing?"

"Just hold still," said Dave, "or you'll make a, mess." He kept the black plastic prong stuffed in her sphincter, and he continued to squeeze the water out of the bag, through the tube, and into her anal cavity. He pressed the bag until it went flat.

"I feel like a balloon," she cried. "Get me the fuck off of here. I can't stand it. It's too fucking much. Please…"

"Just hold on," said Dave. "As long as your over my lap, you don't have to worry." He pulled the black nozzle out of her anus. "There," he said, "is that better?"

"I'm gonna explode," she shouted. "Oh, Christ, let me sit down." He let her up pulled up the toilet seat, and she sat down. The running water came streaming out of her anus into the toilet. She sat there blushing with her cunt leaking and draining herself. "Jesus," she said softly, her body sweating and her titties damp and excited, "I never would have believed.! could hold that much in there. What a fucking thing to do! I don't understand it, but I feel hotter than ever."

"Sure you do," he said. "Now for a quick shower, and then stage two, eh?"

They both went naked into the shower, a steamy hot spray of fresh water. They scrubbed each other with soap and water, and made sure that their assholes and their genitals were especially clean. It didn't take long for Susan to begin feeling that she was hot and homey, and Dave couldn't deny, with his big boner busting out all over, that he, too, felt something more than the normal passion. They turned off the water and dried each other with soft towels. "It's gonna be a good one," said Dave. "You just wait." He patted her titties, her belly, and then he had her turn around, and he dried her cleansed buns. He made sure that the crack was especially well prepared by having her bend over. "I just want to get a good look-see to make sure you're ready." She crouched with her hands on her knees and he pulled her buns apart with his two hands. The brown crevice was as neat and ready as could be. The tiny sphincter hole was also open and clean. "Good," said Dave, "I think we can go back to the bedroom now." He had her stand up and when she turned around he gave each of her two pendular titties a good little tweaking.

"Come on," he said, taking her hand, "let's go." She was dumbfounded by his confidence and his ability to show her things about her body which she did not formerly know.

In the bedroom he had her stretch out on her belly. "First, before we go any further, we have to grease up again, eh? May as well be ready for the best possible fuck up the asshole, right?"

She smiled and reached back, pulled her firm little buns apart, and displaying her hole in this manner, waited for him to spread the lubricant. Dave took the tube in hand. He unscrewed the cap. He squeezed it, like tooth paste, down the length of the trough. He filled the grove with the clear lube stuff, and then made sure to push the applicator end into Susan's asshole in order to get the inside as greasy as possible.

"Oooh, God," she moaned, "that feels so nice and slippery."

"Sure it does," said Dave. "Has to if we're going to have a good time in there,, hey?" He put some of the grease on his cock and then put the tube away. "Now for the beginning of the real fun," he said, putting a finger between her cheeks. He spread the juice all along the walls of her buttocks, rubbed her cheeks back and forth, and made sure that he got a proper feel of the bottom of the canyon. It only took him a minute or two to get the hole filled with juice and finger at the same time, and it only took Susan about a half a minute to get to rocking her buns up and down, swiveling her hips, sliding around with Dave's finger pressing into her sphincter muscles. "Shit," she moaned, "it sure does feel nice like that. What about a finger for my twat, too?"

"Of course, my dear," said Dave. He slid one hand around Susan's trim hip and came up under her pelvis, sliding his finger into her pussy, playing with her clitoris for a moment or two, and then arranging his digit strokes so that each thrust rubbed both her clit and the inside of her cunt. Simultaneously, he jammed his anal finger into her asshole tube, deeper than before, and twisted against the ring of greased flesh. "Ahhhh, slit," panted Susan, "now we're getting someplace, eh? Oh, yeah!"

She pumped her buttock and her twat up and down, rolled her ass and her pussy at the same time so as to spread the digit feel to every possible part of her body. She used her rolling hips, her sliding legs and Dave's two fingers to jack herself up the ecstasy ladder. Soon she was getting so hot that she nearly demanded that he fill her cunt with yet another finger, and her asshole with his pecker. "I'm ready, God damn it," she grunted. "Come on and fuck me up the bunghole. Come on… ahhhhh, shit… I'm ready!"

Calmly, Dave said softly, "Good, baby. Really good. Just take it easy," and speaking to her quietly like this, he lifted his huge flesh prong up to the space between her buns, slid up the back filling the narrow groove, and sandwiched his cock between the two slippery cheeks. "No," she complained, "I want it in now, I want it inside me."

He kept his hold on her twat button with one hand, and with the other hand he guided his meaty prong into her anus. At first the mushroom head would not fit, it would not slide in. But then, when he pulled her left ass cheek away from the slot, he saw the problem. He needed a slightly more acute angle, and achieving this, he pushed forward and thrust his flesh spear into place down the channel. "Perfect," he grunted.

"Ahhhhhh… yes!" she cried. "Ooooh, God, that thing is fat! Fucking fat. It's so fucking good and full now. I like it, Dave. I like it so much. Oh, Charley's going to be surprised when I… oooooohh ahhhhhhhhhh… fucccccccck!"

He pounded down into her anus, filled her tube with his mighty flesh stick, gave her the full treatment in her bunghole all at once. There was no stopping him. He was determined to give her all of his meat at once. He ground his bone so far into her cavity that she thought she would never see the end of it. He rammed as hard and as fast as he could, and his groin went flush with her cheeks. There was slippery ooze, from the lubricant, and plenty of juice from her twat, everywhere. It was a long, sliding fuck in Susan's delightful little asshole. Soon she was screaming and hollering about how she loved a man with a big cock, about how she never got enough of it from her husband, but now she would, about how she loved to fuck, especially up her asshole, now that she had discovered the bliss of it.

"Jesus," grunted Dave, "shut up and let me come." He shot forward, pumped one last difficult inch into the anus, and let loose with his wad of jism. "There," he said, squirting off in Susan's asshole. "That's the way I like it. Nice and full… of… come!" He screwed his way back out of the hole, yanked himself free of the sphincter, and they both collapsed next to each other.

They were breathless and heated. Their bodies were sweating, and they were both juicy around the genitals. "Fuck," grunted Susan, panting and gasping to catch her breath, "this post-coital hots is really something. Wow!" She rolled over and kissed Dave on the lips. "Thank you," she said, "I really liked that. But you know what?"

"What?" asked Dave.

"I hate to say this, but we better get this place cleaned up. Charley's gonna be home pretty soon and I don't want to have to explain this to him at all."

"Fuck," said Dave, "you're right. He might not understand my shoving my prick up his wife's asshole. Even if it was just in good fun." He climbed out of bed and made his way to the bathroom where he cleaned up. Meanwhile, Susan took care of tidying up the bedroom and getting the place more or less in order. Soon everything looked as it was when Dave arrived. When he came back to the bedroom and dressed, he said: "Well, I guess we never did find that necklace of yours."