Chapter 8
He carried her lovingly to their bed as if he had the most fragile of porcelain dolls in his arms. Once he had placed her gently down, Jack began to adore the full length of her body with his mouth. He would have liked nothing better than to bathe her with kisses, but the assfuck was on his mind, and he couldn't spare the time for her to change hers.
He was sure that she knew what was about to happen, and yet she was saying nothing to talk him out of it. Jack didn't want her as a sacrificial victim, but if she was willing, then it would be the greatest gift that she had given him thus far.
But Marcia wasn't being silent out of passivity. If she could have found the will to speak, then she would have been telling him that in spite of her fear of pain, this assfuck was something that she wanted very much. She was apprehensive of the pain, but she was not afraid of Jack or his prick.
After the initial penetration was accomplished, and provided that she didn't black out or bleed, then Marcia was sure that Jack would take good care to see that the rest of the trip was a pleasure cruise. She had to trust in him for this and all other things, or their marriage was meaningless. And if there should be some pain, especially in the beginning, then Marcia felt she deserved it.
Perhaps this would be the penance she must pay for having been unfaithful, or simply that she had to seek her answers in the arms of another man before she could pull her marriage together. It might even be that this was the symbol of sexual acceptance that she brought to her husband, an explanation of her new understanding that she could not express to him in any other way.
She was on her back and facing him when he first covered her with his searing kisses, but Marcia could not remain still for very long. She began to writhe and threw her arms around his neck as she turned from one side to the other. Her heat was rising rapidly, and any remnants of her fear diminishing.
Marcia was beginning to want the assfuck every bit as much as her husband did. With his man now, it had to be more than a simple expression of love or gratitude. In this instant she had just mingled her love for one man and her passion for another into soaring, all-encompassing lust for Jack, and she knew that before this night was over, she would be showing her husband the newly emerged woman from within her and confirming that this lusty sexcat would never be repressed again. "Oh, Jack, Jack," she murmured. "What is it, baby? It'll be okay. It really will."
"I know it will, Jack. I want to do this for you. I don't care how much it's going to hurt."
"Honey, I can't promise that it won't hurt you at all, because the beginning will probably be a little rough. But I will promise you that I'll be as careful as I can, take it slow and gentle, and I will see to it that you get off." Get off? You mean...." 'Come on, sweetheart. You've made such progress so far, just relax and let it happen. You can have an orgasm this way if you really want to. I can make it happen."
"Oh, Jack, can you really?"
"If you trust in me, and we work on it together, love, then anything is possible."
Marcia lay in her husband's embrace and listened to the lust as well as the romance in what he was saying. It brought her back to the glowing times when they were first married and she had such rosy reams for the two of them. She was full of radiance and good spirits then, and now the joy of uninhibited sensuality was added in to her pot of gold and all brought up to the surface together in the present. Even if there was some pain, and Jack was certainly being honest about that probability then the intensity of it would certainly be lightened by this man's love and tender care of her vulnerable rectum.
"Go ahead, Jack. Do anything you want with me. I want whatever you want."
"Okay, babe. Now you hang on, and I'll take you slowly every step of the way."
Gently he laid the woman on her side, and then crawled up behind her. Marcia was trembling, but she did not move away from him. Over and over in her mind she told herself that she could trust this man completely, and that he had promised her great pleasure once the worst was over.
Just how he was going to accomplish making her come when fucking her at such an un-likely spot, the apprehensive woman didn't know, but this man had never broken a promise to her in his life, and she didn't think that he was about to start now. She could feel his hard cock at her back, but it was not near her ass, so Marcia knew she could still relax for a bit. Just how it all began, she didn't know, but certainly Jack did. He had been around plenty before they were married, and now Marcia knew that many women must indulge in this sort of thing all the time.
They all survived and often spoke about their pastimes with great pleasure. Marcia was sick of being a sexual outcast, and this was going to be her initiation into the club.
She wriggled her body against his hard cock and felt the first drops of juice oozing down on her hot flesh. Jack caressed her back with the fingertips of both hands. He ran them lightly all up and down her spine until he could actually feel her body tingling and Marcia began to moan so softly against the pillow. Her ass was moving gently against him, and when he let one of his hands drop down there, she actually pressed backward to feel his touch all the more.
His fingertips were still moving, now along the crack of her ass and Marcia shuddered with unexpected delight. Every time they ran up to the top of her ass and then down again, they pressed a little deeper between the cheeks and Marcia pressed a little further back.
This was not the only thing Jack was doing to turn her on. His face was pressed along her neck and he took little nips out of her back there, alternating this with breathing and long licks at her sensitive ear. Marcia rubbed her face against his loving mouth like a purring cat. Now and again she turned her head just enough to kiss him back, only to drop it to the pillow again because she was starting to get hot and dizzy.
Two of his fingers were pressed in really far along her crack and as he pressed in even deeper, Jack brought his free arm around her waist and down in front so that he could run a finger along her frontal slit as well. She was already very wet, but not enough to satisfy Jack.
He wanted her frantic and gushing when he finally put his dick to her rear hole so that she would be far too excited to tighten up on him. As little pain as possible was his primary objective, but he also wanted to have her flip out on pleasure at the same time.
So he started to work over the swollen nub of her clit, pressing down on it and then rolling the ball of his thumb around with it until he heard Marcia's long sigh and felt her hand on his. Her hips were doing a dainty bump and grind, making it that much easier for him to please her fore and aft.
Jack continued to tease around her actual holes until he was sure that he had the best possible moment to step up his erotic attack. He was ready to jam his dick up her ass and begin immediately, but he hung on as long as he could for Marcia's sake. She had to be more than mentally prepared to take on his cock. Her body had to be raging hot and hungry to be fucked that her rear hole would be well open and easy to penetrate.
It was best to begin the rear assault on a small scale basis. In order to keep her mind off what was happening behind her, Jack brought his fingers down to her mushy cunt and started to frig her there with them.
Marcia took to it immediately. As soon as she felt him entering her cunt, she pressed her thighs together around his hand and started to move her hips in a slow and steady circle. Soon she was moaning with delight and Jack began the second phase of his attack.
He extended his longest finger and very slowly began to rotate the tip of it around the outer ring of her rectum. His timing was great. She wasn't in the least bit intimidated by him back there, and her body continued to sensuously move around in that same undulating circle.
Continuing to circle that tiny pleated hole, Jack applied just the slightest bit of pressure as he went around, and the finger began to sink in by fractions. Marcia was aware of it, but there was no pain. What she did feel was just a hint of pleasant sensation, and curious to see if it got better with deeper penetration, she even pushed her ass backwards against his finger just as he had done when she was behind him in the shower.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh," she sighed.
Yes, Marcia could definitely see why her husband had given her no trouble when she tried the same tease on him. It was almost a tickling sensation that she felt back there and she wriggled her hips to savor it fully. Jack kissed her on the side of her neck and hugged her close. He couldn't have been more pleased.
His finger was already into her past the first knuckle, and still she was moving around, kissing him and seemingly having a great time for herself. Progressing cautiously now, he pushed his finger into the second knuckle and there was still no protests from Marcia. It was time to give her a sample of what was soon to come.
As he plowed her cunt with his left hand, Jack began to do the same to her asshole. He felt her muscles tighten for a second or two, and her body became still. Jack could tell that she was trying to accept this new sensation and employed a little patience until she seemed to have adjusted and began to move again.
Jack started screwing in and out of her asshole with the same steady rhythm that he was using on her cunt, and soon Marcia got the idea that the assfuck wasn't going to be too much different than taking on Jack's cock in front. Her body was already gently moving in response to the frigging she was getting, but now the finger up her ass was agitating her even more. Her bodily motions stepped up greatly and Jack stepped up what he was doing to her in return.
And while he was at it, his hard cock, which had been rubbing against her back all that time, started throbbing wildly, and he humped himself against her, again in perfect tempo. A few more minutes of this excellent stimulation and Marcia was willing to beg for what she needed.
"Please do it to me, Jack. I'm so hot for your cock that I just can't stand it."
He had never heard her speak of sex in this way, and out of context Jack would have paused for question. As a matter-of-fact, nothing that was happening between them since Marcia came home made any sense to him. But this was no time for doubts and suspicions. Even though he had worked hard all during their marriage to get her turned on as she was now, it still didn't much matter what had happened to change her attitudes so.
He decided to enjoy the change without question, and they had been married long enough for Marcia to sense his few moments of doubt and then his resolution with the new Marcia. She was tremendously relieved and this eased the very last bit of tension, however slight that she still harbored.
She was proud that she had taken on his finger and pleased that it had been much easier than she had been anticipating. Now the last bridge was gapped. Jack was accepting her as she was now without suspicion and she was eager to really try her wings.
"Give me your prick, Jack. I need it badly. Go ahead. Shove it right up my ass and fuck me hard."
"Okay, sweetheart. You get anything you want from me. Now here's what well do. You get up on all fours like a good little puppy and leave the rest to me."
Marcia obeyed her man without question. She got up on her knees and elbows, but felt so loose from the stimulation that he had given her that her body wavered in that position. She thought that she must look silly to Jack, but actually she was having quite the opposite effect on him.
The sight of the smooth white cheeks of her ass waving back and forth enticingly in front of his face was too appetizing to be ignored. He pried the cheeks apart with his fingertips and put his tongue where his finger had just been.
First he took a few swipes along the crack, but the instant shudder of delight that he felt in her body told him that she wanted something much more intimate. Without a moment's hesitation, Jack stuck his tongue out and wiggled it right into her asshole.
"Uhhhh," Marcia gasped and pushed her ass against his face.
Jack rubbed his cheeks back and forth against her cheeks, going wild with the scent and the taste of her. For a while there he was so caught up in what he was doing that he forgot all about the urgent condition of his prick.
But Marcia didn't. Sensational as the feeling of his tongue washing out her asshole was, she had been so hyped up to getting his prick up there that nothing else would serve as a substitute. It wasn't easy to ask him to stop licking her ass when it felt so good, but by now she firmly believed that the assfuck was going to feel even better.
"Your cock, Jack. Your cock," she urged.
"You want it that bad, honey?"
"Yes, yes. Hurry!"
There was no time to run to the bathroom for vaseline. Jack knew that he should have thought about it earlier, but couldn't afford to leave her now when she was in an absolute peak of her need. So he did the best he could by way of lubrication by spitting into his hands and then using this to grease his aching pole.
A second time he spit into his hand and this he used to stab into Marcia's hold and wiggle it around very well so it would penetrate and she would be stretched a little more. Even after he was through and got himself down there for a close inspection, Jack wasn't at all sure the spit would be enough to assure him an easy passage.
But it would have to do. Marcia's body w rocking wildly and she was babbling something about being stuffed full. If he didn't give it to her and fast, she might go insane.
Hoping that all would be well, but knowing that he must go ahead now, Jack wedged the head of his dick between the cheeks of her ass and right up against the greased up hole. Marcia took a deep breath and knew that her sexual destiny was at hand.
She buried her face in the pillow, closed her eyes, and waited for the worst to happen. This was the last moment she would have to beg off, and Marcia knew it but said nothing. There was no turning back now, for either one of them.
Jack made sure that his cock was pressed exactly in line with her rectum. Then he put his hands to her hips, took a firm grip and slowly began to push. He had always employed restraint when beginning a fuck with her, but this time he was more cautious than ever.
It seemed to take forever before he even felt his prick head pushing past the tight outer ring, but it did go in.
"Uhnnnnnnnnn," Marcia grunted and Jack stopped short, frightened that the pain was already unbearable for her.
Her breath was ragged, and she was shaking her head from side to side. But Marcia soon collected herself and urged him to go on. By then she was clutching the sheets tightly in her hands, and beginning to feel pressure in her rectum, but she was determined that he go on.
Jack saw that it wasn't going to get any easier for her until he was all the way in, so he started to put more pressure on his cock and kept on pushing in, even when his wife winced with pain and started to sob under her breath.
"Hang on, baby. Just a little more."
"Hurry, Jack. Please hurry."
Marcia was in danger of passing out now. As the pressure increased in her rectum, she could feel the way the walls were stretching to capacity and wasn't sure that she was going to be able to take much more of it As she recalled, Jack had a very long cock, but back there it felt that there was at least a foot more of hot meat still to enter her ass.
"Please let it be over soon," she prayed into her pillow. "And let me still be conscious for the pleasure part of it."
This was the thought she kept constantly in her mind and somehow she did remain conscious until finally Marcia felt Jack's heavily bloated balls slapping against the cheeks of her fully, stuffed ass. To have gotten this far was an achievement in itself, and now she was sure that she would be able to handle the rest of it.
"You've got it all, baby," Jack growled in her ear as he rested against her back for a second. "Are you ready for the heavy action now? You really wanna fuck?"
"I want it Jack, and I want it bad.
Her voice was so low that he could barely hear her, but there was no mistaking her meaning. The tone of her words was dripping with lust, and even though her limbs were tense, Jack could feel how well received his cock was in her ass.
Slowly he pulled back on his cock until more than half of it was out of her. Then he took a firm grasp on her hips but found he didn't have quite enough leverage. She he reached under her belly and raised her up even higher. Once he was satisfied with her position, Jack brought one of his hands down even lower, and quickly jammed two of his fingers into her wide open and dripping cunt.
He started screwing them in and out of her hole before he began to bring his cock down into her ass once again. It was an excellent maneuver as Marcia was already grinding away at his hand by the time he dropped his balls down to her ass once again.
The fact of the assfuck had been accomplished far more easily than either one of them ever imagined it would be. The pain for her had dissipated by the third stroke, and now, the rear screwing coupled with the excellent hand job she was getting for her pussy, had her wildly happy and no longer concerned with pain or discomfort of any sort.
She even started humping backwards against him, matching his rhythm and then meeting stroke for stroke as the discomfort eased up to almost nothing and she was able to thrill to the wild sensation of a hard cock pile driving into her ass. It was an even closer, more intense sensation than having his cock in her pussy, so tightly into her that she could feel every hot inch pushing past her colon and rubbing against the walls of it until all the nerves in the back of her body were vibrating and she gnashed her teeth when the shock waves of it went all the way to her head.
Jack had begun the fuck by concentrating hard on being as gentle as possible with his strokes, but it was soon difficult to concentrate on anything but the exquisite delight of it all. This had to be the most incredible event in his life, not only because of the assfuck which was a joy in itself, but that he was actually doing it to his own once uptight wife.
She was responding to him so well that it was easy to forget all about caution and really whack it to her. There were grunts and groans to be sure, but they no longer sounded like she was in the slightest bit of pain. Her sounds were of ecstasy and they inspired him to put on his very best performance.
Marcia was amazed at her own performance, and proud as could be. Not only had she been able to take on his big cock in such a vulnerable area, but she was able to move with it as never before.
She didn't feel like a victim at all, or that she was submitting to any form of punishment. This was lust in its highest form, and the truth of it was that she loved it, every hot fucking inch of it!
Whenever Jack would pull back on his dick she would suddenly feel as if the shell of her body had been emptied, leaving her feeling frightened and forlorn. She needed to be full of his cock jam packed with his manhood, and when he would finally shove it into her again, often so hard that she felt it pressing down on the back of her cunt, then Marcia would know what her true purpose in life-was.
She had to be one with this man, satisfy him and thereby satisfy herself. Together they would be the most adventurous of explorers, knowing no boundaries in their experimentation. This assfuck, once thought of by her as the last thing in disgusting pastimes, was only the beginning of greater sexual explorations yet to come.
It was driving her insane, but yet she had no trouble realizing that there was nothing sick about it. What was really sick was that Marcia had deprived herself of the most natural of pleasures for a very long time, and worse yet, had made her husband suffer as well.
Well, neither one of them was going to be deprived any longer. Her mouth was too dry for her to tell him now, and she wasn't-sure she would be able to string together concrete sentences anyway.
But there was one way that she could express the delirious joy that she was feeling, and probably the best expression in the long run. Marcia began to buck and heave as if she had been struck by lightning. Pillows went flying off the bed, and the blanket was kicked to the floor as well.
She began to behave so wildly that the fuck was actually taken over by her own movements. Jack felt a little dizzy but he held on to her body for dear life, flowing with the motions of her and being carried along on the waves of pleasure that his impassioned wife was delivering.
While she took over the controls of the fuck itself, he let her know how delighted he was with her work by plowing her gushing cunt with three twirling fingers until he brought forth from her one crashing flood of come after another. The orgasms stopped her for only a second, when her body would twist and gyrate while she gave herself up to it, and then she was back to doing a humping grind far more sensuous than any man could have delivered. Her head was tossing about wildly, and her hair was in her eyes. Drool began to trickle out of her corners of her mouth, and she was vaguely aware of the puddle of come that her belly mashed down into whenever her husband would slam deeply into her.
They began to work together now, fast and furiously, their passion far too great to make a leisurely thing of it. Marcia had come three times already and she was very near to exhaustion. Jack was desperate to come before he collapsed.
He wiped the sweat out of his eyes on her back, but it was of no use. Blindly now he slammed into her so rapidly that his ass was a blur, and listened to his wife shrieking with pleasure so intense that the muscles in her body were starting to knot up.
That did it for him. He was totally out of control and slammed down into her but one more time. Beneath him he could feel her body shuddering to yet another orgasm and heard her sobs of exhaustion. His prick began to fill her asshole full of boiling hot cream without his making another move, while his face was pressed down on her shoulders and his full weight on her back.
They lay coupled together for several minutes, neither one of them with the energy to speak or move until their bodies had wound down and their heads began to clear. Then Jack rolled tiredly off her, but didn't go very far. He still needed to be touching this wonderful woman, and when she reached out her hand to his, he knew that she needed the close contact too.
Together they lay quietly in the afterglow of a loving fuck, collecting their thoughts and both knowing that when the conversation began, it was going to be a very important one. Each was planning their thoughts carefully, as if the course of their marriage was going to be changed on the strength of this one conversation.
It was finally Marcia who spoke first, slowly and with great deliberation. Even now she didn't know if her confession was going to be made about Steven, but she did know that Jack was entitled to some sort of an explanation. At that very moment, as he was coming down from his orgasmic high, she could see all the questions whirring around in his mind.
Jack turned to her to speak, but she put her hand over her mouth before he could.
"I know what's on your mind, darling. This isn't going to be easy for me, but please let me try and explain."
"You don't have to."
"Of course I do. We're married, and I want to think that we're soul-mates as well."
"All right, honey. But before you begin, I want you to know that whatever happened, it's all right if you've grown in your outlook because of it. That's all that matters."
"Even if I learned what I did by going to bed with another man?"
Jack couldn't answer this right away. The possible truth of what she was suggesting stunned him. He really didn't know how he felt about his wife in bed with another man, and yet she had come to him candidly and modestly with the information, and earlier had done everything in her power to please him sexually for the first time since their marriage.
It didn't seem that she intended to leave him for this man, or that she had done it either for fun or revenge. From her attitude and her meekness, Jack could tell that it had happened out of her need to learn about the sensual world, apparently because she could not yet bring herself to try it with her own husband. And he could understand this. They had fought so many times about sex, and she had always taken such a firm stand in her prudish attitude. No doubt she would have been too embarrassed to admit that she was starting to see the light without first attempting to prove that she could make it an accomplished fact first.
Another man would have beaten his wife or thrown her out of the house. But another man might not have had to contend with a wife who was nearly frigid but for her extramarital affair. If anything, he probably owed the unnamed stranger a debt of gratitude for turning his wife on. But of course he could never tell Marcia this.
So he played the role of the irate husband, but did so very gently and without real anger.
"Are you telling me that you're having an affair with another man, and maybe want to leave me?"
"Oh, no Jack. I'd never leave as long as you're willing to have me. I have to tell you that I did have sex with another man, twice, and that I did a lot of the things with him that you always wanted, but I refused you. You have every right to hate me. But even if you don't believe me, I swear that I did it because it was the only way that I could really find myself, if you know what I mean."
"I do. And much as I hate to admit it, I have to say that you're a better woman for the experience."
"Then all is forgiven?"
"There's nothing to forgive. All that matters is us. Here, get a feel of this big, hard dick. Doesn't that tell you something?"
"It tells me that I'm hungry. Let me at it."
"Sweetheart, I can't think of a better way to settle a marital dispute. Eat hearty."