Chapter 16
It was three nights later, and Laura was waiting for Marty to come home.
She had decided on a conclusive plan of action. If there was one thing that Laura wanted at that point in time, it was to establish the kind of deep, meaningful relationship with her husband that she felt they were both entitled to. She was a little disturbed over her recent promiscuity. She kept thinking about how the other men were willing to go that additional step, particularly the step which involved the anal intercourse. She could see just how taken she was with ass fucking, and if she couldn't get it from her husband, she knew she would continue to be perpetually driven toward other men. She, therefore, recognized just how vital it was for her to engage in the right type of sex with her husband.
Her husband Marty returned home, and she greeted him wearing nothing but her pink see-through negligee. He immediately widened his eyes as he looked at her.
"Wow, look at the sumptuous female I'm casting my eyes on," he said.
"Yes, and she's more than ready to open up her legs for you. But first of all I made some Martinis. Let's finish off the pitcher, and then maybe we can go into the bedroom and fuck."
"You're really getting bold," he laughed. "I like you when you talk this way."
"You just wait, honey. The best is yet to come. Believe me."
"That's great. I'm happy when you talk that way. Okay, darling, I believe you. Let's get on to the Martinis."
They sat next to each other on the sofa, indulging in the Martinis. Laura bolted her first Martini down quickly. When her husband Marty saw just how rapidly she was drinking, he decided to match her pace. In a matter of minutes, the couple had consumed the entire pitcher of Martinis. By then Laura felt that it was time to move to step two of the action.
She jumped up quickly from the sofa. Marty kept watching her, staring ever so widely. He kept watching as she undid her negligee, letting it drop to the floor. As she stepped out of the negligee, totally nude, he licked his lips. His eyes kept on staring at her. He loved the sight of his gorgeous wife totally naked.
"Damned, now I know I've got to fuck you," he said. "I've got to fuck you right now. Let's get into the bedroom. As fast as possible."
"Not that fast, dear. Let's let everything sink in. For one thing, I'd like for you to take off everything. Come on, honey. Take your clothes off. Get them off as soon as possible. Then we'll be ready to romp into the bedroom."
He moved upward quickly from the sofa. He began to remove his shirt. He pulled off his tie nervously, then undid his shirt. She liked the way that he was rushing to please her. She wanted to make herself look as enticing as possible, so she kept strutting ever so proudly in her total nudity across the rug. She would thrust out her hips and ass cheeks, then would push her breasts forward. All the while he kept on staring at her, removing his clothes as quickly as could be.
Soon Marty was completely nude, just like Laura. Laura walked over and took him by the hand. Together they walked into the bedroom.
As soon as they reached the bedroom, Marty threw his arms around Laura. He pushed her down on the bed. She could hear the sounds of his heavy gasping, and knew how much he wanted to get his rocks off. He pushed his tongue down toward her breast. Back and forth it wiggled. He moved his tongue over toward her right breast, maintaining the same restless pace.
"I want to suck your cunt," he sighed.
"Don't suck my cunt, baby. Put your tongue to work inside my ass-hole. Eat out my ass. Don't you like my butt? You never seem to give my ass enough attention. I want you to be very ass conscious, baby. Come on, just move your tongue. Really let it glide inside my ass-hole. Yes, baby. This is what I like. This is what I want you to do."
"Very well."
Soon he moved forward with his tongue, letting it make its initial contact inside of her anus. He worked it slowly in the beginning, but all the while the tempo kept accelerating. It didn't take him long before he was manipulating his tongue as quickly and as steadily as could be. He kept moving back and forth, pumping quickly, resolutely asserting himself with every sweeping stride that he made. His tongue kept plunging, pushing sharply, making its impact felt.
"I like that," Laura said. "That's more like it, honey. Just reach out and grab my butt. Come on, baby. I want you to touch my butt. Clutch at it, sweetie. Yes, drive your fingers against my ass cheeks. Hang onto my ass cheeks. Suck my ass."
Marty was being ever so steadily drawn into the orbit in which Laura wanted him. She was determined to get Marty to fuck her ass-hole. After all, she thought, it was either that or a life of never-ending dissatisfaction, which almost ultimately would have ended in divorce. Either that or a lot of personal embarrassment. So if she could just string Marty along a little, show him the ropes, maybe her troubles would be over.
The quicker and more enticingly that her hips danced, the most intrigued Marty became. His tongue kept plunging ever deeper inside of her ass-hole, and his fingers continued to work with rapid-fire impact, driving up and down her legs. A few seconds later, she called some encouragement.
"Baby, you're doing so well," she said. "You can stop your ass sucking now. I want to feel your cock. I want to feel your hot dick inside me. All that steaming manhood. I want it. I want every inch of it. You can give it to me, baby. You can really do a job on me. Yes, you've got the cock to handle me. You sure have. All you've got to do is put your mind to it."
Marty removed his tongue from his lover's ass-hole. He was overjoyed over the fact that she was reacting to him that strongly.
"Now's the time to fuck my ass-hole," she told him. "Come on, honey. You can do it. I've got confidence in you. You've got a nice cock. Just look at it."
In order to acclimate Marty even more to what lay ahead, Laura reached out with both hands. She allowed her fingers to slide up and down his long, rangy pole. She kept stroking, working quickly, watching as his whole body came alive.
She removed her fingers every bit as suddenly as she had applied them. She looked at him with greater intensity than ever.
"Just grab my legs and throw them over your shoulders," she said. "Treat me like you own me, honey. You do own me sexually. I'm your woman. So come on, honey. When your woman says she wants her ass-hole jabbed, you can do it."
Marty nodded. He reached out and grabbed for her thighs. He threw them over his shoulders. It felt good to him to have her legs aligned atop his shoulders. He was all set to slam his cock forward. Tinges of fear surfaced in the pit of Marty's stomach. He was a little fearful about the whole thing. After all, he wasn't used to ass fucking. After the big build-up he had received from Laura, he wanted to see to it that he could prove it justified.
He took a deep breath, quickly letting it out. Marty then rammed his cock forward. He started slowly, easing his pecker into the outer edges of her ass-hole.
"That's it, take it nice and slow," she encouraged. "Nice and steady, baby. Keep working your cock. Sweetheart, ohhh, do it nice and gradual. Come on, sweetie. Keep plunging your cock. Work it real nice. Sweetheart, oh, you know how to glide it. Come on, sweetheart, fuck me. Fuck my ass-hole."
He began to purr contentedly as he developed more confidence in the act. His cock kept moving forward, at a slow but steady pace. The deeper that he entered it inside of her ass-hole, the greater the degree of joy that he received. He kept right at it, his hard, charging cock making impact, grinding rapidly as he twisted and turned it, thrusting it inside of her anus.
"That's the way to do it," she smiled encouragingly. "Come on, lover. Just keep your cock moving. Come on, baby. Grind your cock. Glide it inside me. Sweetie, oh, come on, baby doll. Keep fucking me. Yes, ahhh, you know you're gonna explode. The juices are just gonna spill out of you. I can see it coming. What a nice job you're doing of fucking me. Baby doll, ohhh, keep your cock moving. Slam it. Ahhh, baby. Come on, keep up your sweeping cock movements."
His cock kept on grinding, pumping and pushing harder than ever before. The quicker and more assertively that he ground his tool inside of her anus, the closer that he found himself drawing toward orgasm. He could feel the hot itchiness in his balls, which were getting ever so ready to explode. He kept on stabbing with his dick, driving his surging pecker forward, loving every stab.
The closer that Marty raced toward climax, the more he chastised himself for being such a fool. Here his beautiful wife had offered her inviting ass-hole for so long, and on every occasion he had chickened out. He couldn't help but wonder why he had done so. How he had ever managed to lack the confidence that he could follow through and provide her with a great screw. He was making up for lost time as his hot, thundering tool kept on blasting forward, driving up between her hot buns and deep inside her anus.
"Baby, are you ever good," she sighed excitedly. "Just keep on sinking your cock into me. Sweetheart, oh, what a fuck. What a glorious fuck. You're a fucker, honey, a beautiful fucker. Come on, keep fucking. Keep your cock stabbing. Keep pushing it into me."
Marty reached out and let his trembling fingers play with Laura's breasts. He kept holding on to her tits, grabbing them for dear life as his peter kept on making contact with her ass-hole. A few short, stabbing movements later, he knew that there was no holding back any longer. The flood tide of hot, white cream was destined to spill out of the end of his agitated cock.
"Here it goes," he warned her.
She closed her eyes, then received the delightful sensations of the thick white cream as it gushed from the end of his organ and into her ass-hole. Her buttocks twitched back and forth as she heaved one loud last sigh of pleasure and recognition.
"Honey, did you ever juice," Laura sighed. "Baby, I knew you could do it. Now you can see what you've been missing out on for so long."
Marty removed his cock from her anus.
"I sure can," he said. "I hope you'll forgive me. And I hope that your husband has now made his impact as a super stud."
"He certainly has," she smiled. "Just promise me you'll never be afraid to fuck me that way again, darling."
"You've got your promise."
Marty leaned forward and kissed his wife's lips tenderly. Laura felt much better now about their entire marriage.
Now that Marty was ready and willing to give her the kind of sex she needed, Laura recognized it would no longer be necessary for her to pursue sex elsewhere. Her man had truly satisfied her.