Journey into Cuckoldry - Dirty Dozen - Sex Stories

Journey into Cuckoldry - Dirty Dozen

... ass, Ali. All of me! That’s my girl! It will start to feel good soon!” He rested, his lower belly pressed against my wife’s back, his invisible cock buried deep in her rectum, his fingers gently stroking her arms, sides and back then her belly and buttocks. “Can you feel yourself loosening?” he whispered into her ear. She gulped then nodded, her teeth still biting her lower lip. “That’s good. I can feel it too. Now we’ll take it very easily.” Slowly and carefully, Steve began to draw his cock back from her rectum, then equally slowly thrust it in. He did it again, then a third time and I saw the look on my wife’s face begin to soften, the lines of pain fading rapidly. “That’s really good. You’re getting looser and looser. Does it feel nice yet?” The answer was beginning to be obvious as Alice’s face changed again. Her body began to twist and stretch slowly as if adjusting to this new sensation, learning to find first the most comfortable, then the most pleasurable position. Steve’s thrusting grew a little faster and more forceful; I could hear the sound of his lower belly slapping against my wife’s slender buttocks with each slightly awkward stroke. “mmmmmm” The low sound emanating from Alice’s tightly closed lips was one of surprise mixed with unexpected pleasure. In response, Steve increased his pace, his efforts rewarded by another long, low moan over the strange new sound of an ass being fucked. ‘Slup… slup… slup… slup!’ “Ohhh Steeeve!” ‘Slup… slup… slup… slup!’ the ...

... pace was a little faster now. “Hhhhhhhhhhh” she croaked, her eyes once again wide open, staring into the blankness of the candle-lit bedroom. ‘Sulp-slup… Slup-slup…’ a little faster still. “Does it still hurt?” I heard Steve whisper. Alice was unable to speak but first nodded then shook her head decisively. “I don’t know,” she moaned, “it’s soooo....” ‘Slup-slup-slup-slup…’ “OhhhhhhooowwwwwohhhhhmyyyyGooodddd!” I will never forget the look on my wife’s face as the first anal orgasm of her life began to take hold. Building much more slowly than her many vaginal climaxes, it appeared to begin in her chest rather than her loins but when it struck, it spread like lightning. Her wailing stopped as if choked off and she fell silent though her mouth gaped open wide; her eyes were wider than a child’s at Christmas and her face and neck were twisted in an extraordinary grimace as Steve thrust himself over and over into her rectum. “Chrrriiisssttt!” Alice’s legs bent up to her chest, then straightened out in slow motion as her fingers stretched claw-like across the rumpled sheet in front of her. This was like nothing I had seen before! Steve’s thrusting was smooth and controlled but relentless. Seconds later my wife’s body began to flex and she rolled slowly onto her front, Steve following closely, his cock never leaving her anus until she lay face first on the white cotton with her lover on her back. As I watched, he deftly slipped his knees between hers and forced her legs grotesquely ...