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A hooker for my husband

... my knees slightly bent. The tip of his cock was against my sopping wet cunt. I couldn’t believe how much juice was flowing out of me, some of it pooled in my anus, I relaxed, and felt a little trickle into my back passage. He pushed his hips, and his massive, hard veined cock was inside me. He was huge. Thick. Hard. Long, so long. He slide inside, straight up to the hilt, I felt his ball knock against my arse, as I gasped. “Oh my God, fucking hell, yesssssssssss, oh, yesssssssssss, I panted, coming again.” He fucked me, gradually getting faster, and harder. He was like a steam train pounding in and out of me. Almost out, then all the way back in, over and over again. I’d never, and I mean never, experienced anything like it in my life. I gripped his cock with my cunt muscles, revealing in the feel of the steel like cock inside me. My nails dug into his back, racking them down, I lifted the top half of my body upwards, finding his lips I kissed him, my tongue inside his mouth, he reciprocated, but he didn’t slow, his cock fucked my deep, fucked me hard. My legs were wrapped around his waist, my heels on his arse. I came twice in quick succession. I felt his cock stiffen, throbbing deep within me. He didn’t come. He had such self control. He pulled out of my stretched cunt, looked down at me. “You fucking whore you love, that wanker Jamie was right to pick you, maybe he’s not such cunt after all. Turn over, I want to fuck your arse.” I did as I was bid, on all fours, my arse ...

... skywards. Would I be able to take his cock in my arse, not just the size, but could I be fucked in the arse like he’d just fucked my cunt. There was KY gel on the beside table, he used it, liberally on his cock, and then inside me, using his fingers. Then it was time, I felt the massive head of his cock spreading my sphincter. I wasn’t an anal virgin, but it felt like that first time, as he split me apart, tearing my anus. He ripped my more as he f***ed his cock into me. I screamed, a mixture of pain, and pleasure. Then it was all pleasure, as I became accustomed to his size. Then he began. Gently at first, then the strokes became longer, as they became longer, so they became faster. Faster and harder. I came again, the orgasm almost hurt. My nails dug into the mattress, I bit into the sheets, as he fucked me with mercy. His hands gripped my tits, tugging at my nipples. They were rocs hard. Hard like his cock. So hard they were pain to the touch. The pain from them was intense. The intensity made me come again. “Oh God yes, fuck my arse, fuck my arse, faster, faster……..yesssssssssss……deeper you fucking bastard, I’m your whore use me, fuck meeeeeeeeeee” I screamed. He used me, pitilessly. He ripped his cock free, “I’m coming bitch, suck me,” he panted. I turned, noticing hi sweating flushed faced. I took his cock, straight from my arse, and sucked it, I took it deep into my mouth, into my throat. He came then, ejaculating deep into my mouth, into my throat. It seemed to me that ...