The Sex Lives of KinkyMira and Friends

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Two Peggers Are Better Than One (Part Two)

11 March 2019 /

Victoria gently pushed the tip of her strap-on dildo into my husband’s asshole, gently rocking backwards and forwards pushing it in a little further with each rock until the balls were nudging against his ass cheeks. She pulled the cock almost out of his asshole again, and I inserted a lube syringe through his asshole as well, depositing a good supply of lube. Then, with some force, she rammed the dildo all the way in again, making my husband yelp. And so, she began a forceful and unforgiving pegging session. She had much more stamina than me and could therefore repeatedly and rhythmically fuck his asshole with the entire length of the dildo, occasionally stopping to ram in hard against his ass.

Whilst I was watching this relentless assault on his poor defenceless asshole, I slipped my hand down behind my harness to my cunt, pushing three fingers into my cunt and then flicking at my already swollen clit with my thumb. I orgasmed almost immediately and did so several times as I watched the mesmerising display.

After about half an hour, she signalled to me that she needed a break, and to prepare the butt plug. This was a sizeable butt plug, which I lubed up in preparation. With almost military precision, she slipped the cock out of his ass and I jammed the lubed butt plug in. I would usually be more gentle, but this session wasn’t about being gentle.

I got him to change position to kneel on a cushion on the floor and be bent over the foot of the chaise. His ass pointed out and up and formed a fabulous target for our paddle. My husband likes being spanked, but he likes being spanked with the paddle hitting a butt plug even more. This butt plug was large and rigid, so each time we made contact with it (and his ass cheeks), it felt like it was ripping his asshole apart. Victoria and I each did ten strokes contacting the butt plug with the soft side of the paddle, then another ten with the hard side.

Then she re-lubed her strap-on, removed the butt plug and began fucking his asshole again. This was my cue to replace my small strap-on with the monster. He’d selected his next strap-on, but he had no idea that I had bought it. It is important when you get to these sizes to go up in small increments, so his next selection was a PVC model with a 7 inch circumference (3/4 inch larger than Adam) and a nine inch insertable length (up two inches).

Now previously, we have worked up to a new dildo in stages, so I thought he may well not be able to take its whole length (especially at that large a girth), but he will be able to take some of it, which I thought was a good way to mark the anniversary.

Victoria carried on repeating her pattern of vigorous fucking with occasional hard slams, right up until the alarm went off on my watch. It was ten minutes before the time of the challenge, so I finished lubing up the monster and indicated to Victoria I was ready.

She pulled out and clambered off, and I briefly saw the fabulous sight of his asshole gaping. I lined up the massive new cock and started nudging it into his asshole. The cockhead pushed through his pucker quite quickly, but by the time his pucker closed around the shaft, he realised that this was the biggest he had tried yet. I was just rocking a few millimetres backwards and forwards, getting his asshole used to the larger girth of the dildo. I leant over him, giving Victoria an excellent view of the invasion happening, and began whispering in his ear, telling him how large the dildo was, how much he was going to take and how large were the dildos I was looking at that I intended to train his ass to take. Victoria nudged a lube syringe in his asshole as well to add more lube, and I started rocking, pushing it in a little more, still with small movements.

I checked with the clock – five minutes to go. I thought I had a chance of getting it all the way in, although I knew I wouldn’t be able to do hard thrusting until he had had a few more training sessions. I carried on nudging it in, making him yelp as I pushed it further and further in. His asshole really does have an amazing ability to take size and punishment, and he is turning into a girth queen. Victoria announced I was half way in, so I had to pick up the pace. I slightly increased the size of my movements; he was making those noises that could be either pleasure or pain. Just as it got to two minutes to go, he announced that he could feel balls touching his ass cheeks. I stopped rocking and gently held it all the way in, and waited there for a good few seconds, before starting a larger but still gentle out and in motion. As the alarm for the time went off, I was gently withdrawing then inserting about half the length of the dildo, ending up with the balls touching his ass, so it was the full nine inches in.

At some point, I would be able to vigorously peg him with this strap-on dildo, but not today. I stopped with the dildo fully buried in his asshole, and Victoria undid the harness, leaving the harness dangling off the dildo buried in his ass. We left him like that for fifteen minutes; I’ve always felt that leaving the dildo fully in is an important part of training him to be vigorously fucked by it.

After that time, we returned to the room. Victoria lubed up the butt plug, telling him about his last round of spanking for the evening, and when she was ready, I quickly pulled out the strap-on and she jammed in the butt plug, even more roughly than I did.  We then started spanking with the hard side of the paddle, ten each in the up and under position he really likes, then ten each across the butt plug, ten more each up and under and finishing with ten each across the butt plug. His ass was fiery red, and we sat admiring the glow.

Then, we got him up. He was indeed a mess. His groin was covered in cum, as was the bed. I licked it off the bed, Victoria off his legs and stomach, and we shared the clean-up of his cock. There was a lot of cum for him, so we knew he had had a very good time. He was exhausted though, totally burned out. So, all he could manage was to slump in a chair, barely able to keep awake.

Victoria and I were both horny as hell and needed relief, and he was no use, so we had a sofa and we had an audience. What else are two horny girls meant to do? One thing for certain, he didn’t drift off to sleep for quite a while – there was a fantastic show to see!

Two Peggers Are Better Than One (Part One)

1 March 2019 /

I love pegging my husband, but my low energy levels mean I’m not able to do so as often as I’d like, nor for as long as I’d like. He likes realistic looking cocks with balls and wants to be impaled to the point that he feels the balls contacting his ass cheeks as I drive in, so the fuck is quite physically demanding. The longest (by far) that I’ve ever managed is 25 minutes, and I was sure he could take a lot longer. He has a very greedy ass.

I was worried during our challenge last year that I wouldn’t be able to peg him for one particular anniversary in November. It wasn’t in the spirit of the challenge to just have a quick crap pegging with a small dildo – I wanted to peg him properly but felt sure I wasn’t up to it energy-wise. I was talking to Victoria about it a few days before, and she suggested that perhaps we should both peg him, with me doing so with the largest dildo at the desired time, but with her having warmed him up for me. It sounded an ideal solution, and we then got naughty in planning a few other elements to go alongside the pegging my husband knew about.

When he opened the front door coming in from work, he was expecting to be pegged that evening by me. What he saw when he came into the lounge was Victoria and I sitting on the couch, naked apart from harnesses and a cock and balls dildo in each one. Luckily, the harness that doesn’t fit me well fitted Victoria perfectly, so we each had our own harness for the evening. My husband’s face was a picture, and his cock went hard in his trousers. He had no idea Victoria was in the area, let alone would be waiting with a strap on ready to ravage his asshole.

We outlined the expanded plan to him. He would not get to fuck us this evening; he could fuck us both tomorrow. This evening was between us and his ass.

We told him that he was going to be pegged relentlessly by both of us, and in between, there would be the occasional interlude for vigorous spanking of his ass with a butt plug in, to ensure his asshole was still being twisted and worked on even when we weren’t pegging him. We were going to make him cum, make a mess of himself without even touching his cock, and we’d only clean him up when we had finished fucking his asshole.

And if he accepted all this and wanted to begin, he needed to strip and lie face down on the bed for round one. He looked keen to get going, but he said he needed to piss first, so Vicki dropped to her knees, undid his trousers, pulled down his thong and let them drop to the floor, and she eagerly inhaled his cock in her mouth. She swallowed every drop of his piss, and once he was finished, she announced that was the last time anyone would touch his cock until we had finished with his asshole.

He stepped out of his trousers and thong and removed the rest of his clothes and went and lay face down on the bed. I was so excited, and given how hard his cock was, he was too. I often joked about trying to destroy his asshole, obviously not literally, although I do feel it needed much more use than it was receiving, but I know how big the toys he wanted to be able to take were, and to get there needed a lot of work. No, it was the language that really got him excited, so to play on that, I held open his ass cheeks and we photographed his pucker, whilst telling him we might destroy his asshole tonight, so we wanted a record before we started. He replied with “Do your best, bitches.” As if we weren’t hot enough as it was, he knew the language to really get us all worked up.

We had already prepared half a dozen lube syringes to get lube deep into his asshole and began with lube poured from the bottle on his pucker. I unloaded the first syringe into his asshole, and begin inserting fingers (first one, then two, then three) working them in and out and adding more lube to prepare him for his first fake cock of the evening. Vicki applied lube to my cock, and I removed my fingers and quickly replaced them with the first inch of my cock. It was the one we always use to start pegging. It isn’t small, but it isn’t large either. It is a fairly basic PVC model, with a 5 inch circumference and a 5 inch insertable length. It is our warm up cock to get his asshole ready for something larger. I gently pushed in and pulled out, slowly increasing the pressure I applied to push my strap-on cock in a little further. Victoria inserted another syringe of lube down the side of my cock as I started getting further in, all the time I was talking about his greedy ass, and after around a minute, the cock was all the way, with the balls resting on his ass cheeks. By this time, I was virtually lying on his back, and Victoria moved our legs apart to get herself a better view.

I started rocking my hips to start a fucking motion, slowly and gently at first, slowly moving my hips more and more until at the furthest out, there was only an inch of cock left in his ass, yet at its deepest was five inches in. I built up the speed, so I was quite vigorously fucking his asshole. Then I stopped whilst fully buried, then changed to a motion that was a quick pull out, followed by a hard full body thrust, slamming my fake balls into his ass. He yelped – he always did the first time this motion was used on a given size of cock. We’d hear that again later, I was sure. I fucked his ass as hard as I could, driving in with each stroke and slamming into his ass cheeks.

I had only been going for a couple of minutes, but I signalled to Victoria to start lubing her strap-on. I didn’t want to waste my energy on a small dildo, when I have a massive one to pound away with, and he was already ready for the next size up. This size is Adam, a 7 inch PleasureSkin dildo with balls. It’s reasonably girthy at a 6.25 inch circumference and a seven inch insertable length. I bought it before he was with me for use on my cunt, and it took a lot of warm up to take it all. His greedy ass swallows it with ease. For a long time, it was the largest dildo he could take. These days, he can usually take larger, but Adam is the one he can always take, and is always our second size of the session.

When she was ready to go, I withdrew and quickly sat in between his legs to get a good view of her impaling him. We wanted to leave his ass empty for as little time as possible, so she inserted a lube syringe to top his asshole up, then lined up ready start inserting. The anniversary time was still over an hour away, but she’s a fit girl is our Vicki, and she thought she could fuck his ass for a long time. I leant back to watch, happy that finally his asshole is going to get the workout it deserved.

A Sex Challenge and Celebration (Part Two)

10 February 2019 /

It was clear after our first two months that we needed to plan our sex challenge much better. We already had a heavy bias for vaginal sex at home, so we needed to balance things up to complete the challenge. So, before the March challenge, we planned all the remaining anniversaries (in outline form) to ensure we got the balance right.

There was only one anniversary in March, and that was our first anal sex. I had offered him my ass to fuck a little over six weeks after we got together, and that first time was tentative and gentle. The anniversary anal was far from that. He was huge and confident, so he could vigorously drive into my asshole with his long hard cock. We were staying with a friend, so we had to excuse ourselves for a while so that he could give my asshole a thorough workout in her guest bedroom.

There was also only one anniversary in April, and that was our first outside fuck (which was vaginal and was originally in a field by the layby we were parked in). That layby isn’t there anymore, so we decided on another layby close by. In a mirror of the original event, we laid out a blanket in the field behind a hedge, he lay me down on it, lifted up my skirt to above my waist and fucked me right there. I was already sopping wet at the thought (and he was already hard), so his entry was fairly easy. He managed to make me cum before he exploded, and we got back to the car fairly quickly afterwards. I spent the rest of the car journey oozing (as he likes me to be) and he only cleaned me up when we got home.

There were four anniversaries in May, first was the anniversary of the first time we fucked in a car. It was the early hours of the morning and we were parked in a car park high on a ridge overlooking a city. This was a popular spot with locals during the day but was deserted in the middle of the night. So, in the case of the original act and the anniversary celebration, we flattened the back seat and fucked in the boot, my cunt getting a good pounding from a very excited (and therefore rock hard) husband.

Later that same week, we celebrated the anniversary of our first fuck at his parents’ house (which was anal) by again having anal at his parents’ house. They are used to us fucking now, so it came as no surprise when we slipped off for a bit of us time. This time though, I was feeling able to stand for anal, so he pinned me to the wall and drove his cock into my ass, the unyielding wall meaning my asshole was the recipient of every millimetre of his drive. I’m not often up to this our most invasive anal fuck, but today I was and the fact it was at his parents’ house made it even more naughty.

A couple of weeks later, we celebrated the first time we had anal somewhere other than our house by having anal on a friend’s sofa. She had to pop out for an hour, so we convinced her to be out at the time we needed so we could have anal at the right time. I spent the rest of the evening with a slightly lubey ass crack as a reminder of my ass fuck, and I didn’t wash until I got home.

Finally in May, we celebrated the first time I pegged him with an audience by pegging him in front of our friends Laura, Nikki, and their husbands.

In June, there was my birthday, so we again did anal in a friend’s house. She knew of the challenge, so was happy to oblige. As she lives in a one bedroom flat, we had to use her bed, and we’re fairly certain she sneaked a look while he was impaling my ass.

In July, we celebrated our first fuck in someone else’s home by having anal in that same friend’s flat. This time, she just asked if we minded her watching and masturbating whilst we did. Of course, we didn’t mind, and this time, we put a cushion under my belly to raise myself up and to give her a good view of my cunt and asshole, as it was being impaled. We all seemed to enjoy ourselves.

In August, we had the anniversary of our first outside pegging. We originally did this in our garden, but we’ve since moved and no longer have a garden, so we had to borrow Laura’s garden to achieve this.

In September, we celebrated the anniversary of having sex in my graduation robes (I was a mature student, so this was only three years ago). I originally settled on anal, as I thought my outfit might have been compromised by having vaginal sex at the time. So, the anniversary was again anal in my robes. We originally fucked in a quiet place on campus, so we went back, loaded me into my robes (and only my robes this time, and he anally fucked me in a similar place). I love the juxtaposition between my robes for my first class degree and anal penetration in a very practiced manner.

October was the anniversary of our first watersports. This was our first anniversary at home for some time, and indeed all the remaining challenges were at home (a combination of it being colder outside and people being busy in the run up to Christmas). So, we had an evening of watersports, and he fucked my cunt in the wet room at the appropriate time whilst my ass was in a puddle of my piss.

We concluded October by us again having vaginal sex in front of other friends to celebrate the anniversary of having vaginal sex in front of those same friends (and others).

November was the anniversary of our first pegging, so Victoria and I spent the whole evening pegging his poor ass (at home) and spanking him a bit in between. At the right time, I was pegging him, but Victoria did most of the hard work, as I wasn’t up to pegging him for as long as I wanted to.

In December, the first anniversary to celebrate was the first time he drank my piss, so as well as drinking my piss regularly throughout the day, he fucked my ass at the appropriate time.

The final anniversary was his birthday, so he had the now traditional birthday pegging, only this time because I was feeling quite good, I pegged him a number of times over the course of the day.

We ended the year with a vaginal fuck over Big Ben’s bongs as we always do (although we haven’t counted that, as we counted the one at the start of the year).

So, we successfully completed the challenge. We had sex in our home 8 times, inside but not in our home 8 times and outside 4 times. We also had vaginal sex 8 times, anal sex 8 times and pegged him 4 times. The challenge took quite a bit of organisation, but it was great fun.

2019’s challenges are not so prescriptive. They are to increase the amount of anal and pegging that we do. I want to get to 50% anal 50% vaginal (ideally without reducing the amount of vaginal I have), and I’ve been wanting to train his asshole to take larger toys, and you can only do that by regular and thorough pegging. Yes 2019 is the year of the penetrated asshole, and I’m looking forward to it!

OMG! He Made Me Squirt

1 January 2019 /

OMG! He made me squirt. First time ever. His face was soaked, as was the sofa. I was totally shocked at what he had done – he definitely made me squirt.

We’ve been trying to make me squirt on and off for most of the year, and I’ve been getting tense about it. I made the mistake of declaring making me squirt as a challenge for 2018. Despite some of the challenges being really hard, we’ve never failed in a challenge, yet despite a large number of attempts at squirting, we hadn’t managed it, and as we drifted through November, it was clear I was getting more and more stressed (which made me squirting less and less likely).

About 3 weeks ago, after another failed try, my husband told me that he thought I was stressing myself out, and therefore I was less likely to succeed, so he thought we should stop trying for a bit and maybe try again in January. I was disappointed, but he was probably right. We were bound to fail a challenge at some point, but the problem was that I really wanted to squirt. I was quite desperate to squirt. I had wanted to squirt since I first saw this beautiful girl at university squirt and soak those in front of her (it was a drunken party, and we women were discussing squirting and most women didn’t believe she could, so she called her boyfriend and proved it to us).

I’ve tried on a number of occasions over the years, but never had any success, but I didn’t give up. I thought that if anyone could make me squirt, it would be my wonderful, amazing husband, who reads my body like a book, and who knows every inch of me.

But my husband had a plan. He hadn’t given up on the challenge, but he knew that I needed to relax into it, and so he had to take the pressure off. He figured if he could take squirting completely off the table, then I wouldn’t really think about it and would relax into the session.

For part of his birthday, I’m always his sex slave, so he can do whatever he wants with me during that time. He realised he could play with my cunt quite a bit and he thought he would see if he could get me to squirt without me realising what was happening.

So, for the best part of an hour, he worked on my cunt and on my mind. It was quite a steamy foreplay session, with one of his hands nearly always in contact with my cunt (all the time he was kissing me or squeezing my tits or sucking on my nipples, he was also working my cunt). He was whispering gentle and loving filth about what he was going to do to me, but he didn’t once mention squirting – he was in full-on distraction mode. He then moved down my body and started licking my clit, as well as using his fingers. He rolled my clit in his fingers and occasionally flicked at it with a fingernail. My poor clit was feeling very tender and swollen, and yet I was begging him to carry on.

He started working some fingers in and out of my cunt. I now realise that he was deliberately not going near my G-spot, instead he was stimulating the length of my cunt with his fingers and it was all adding to how hot I was.

I was about to beg for his cock when he rolled his hand over whilst his fingers were in my cunt (so his palm was face up) and he started using his fingertips on my G-spot, delicately and rhythmically stroking at it. I still didn’t work out what he was up to – I was so in the moment and so focussed on my cunt and what he was doing to me that I didn’t realise. I didn’t want cock, I wanted him to carry on making my cunt feel amazing. Even when I got to the “need to piss” phase, I didn’t twig. Since we piss in sex quite a bit, I have learned to embrace such feelings, so I just let it pass over. He had put protective towels on the settee where I was, so I wasn’t concerned. He was using his tongue to flick over my clit, whilst at the same time firmly stimulating my G-spot with his fingertips. I was almost delirious at the effect he was having on my cunt, and the effect my cunt was having on me.

And then, wham, I squirted. I was totally and completely shocked. I opened my eyes to see his face soaked in my juices. There was also a big wet patch between my legs and my inner thighs were covered.

All I could say was “You made me squirt. I can’t believe it. You made me squirt.” He had a smug expression on his face. My husband’s devious little scheme worked superbly. I love him so much for even trying. He knew how much I wanted it, so he concocted this whole plan to make me squirt without realising what was happening.

He licked some off his face and I leant in to lick his face too. It was quite sweet, not really what I was expecting. I also wasn’t expecting to need his cock so quickly. It was clear I needed to cum, and his cock was hard, so he slid me down the sofa, so my ass was in the middle of the wet patch (such a turn on) and he buried his rock hard cock into my cunt and started pounding away. He made me cum twice before he spurted, and he left his cock to shrink out of my cunt, whilst kissing me very deeply and ensuring my ass didn’t leave the wet patch.

Analysing how he made me squirt, obviously, taking the pressure off was a big help. I was totally relaxed and in the moment. People have mentioned that “need to piss” moment, but I was easily able to pass that off, as I’m often pissing with him. It was the combination of clit and g-spot stimulation that did it for me. In all the penetrative sex I’ve had, I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything like it, so I suspect I’m a g-spot only squirter, but I’m happy with to be able to squirt at all! There is one thing for certain, the same distraction technique wouldn’t work again. He knew it was a one-off, but it proved to me that I could squirt, and it showed him how to get me there. He was fairly certain that he has the technique sorted, so provided I can remove the stress and let him take care of my entire body, he should be able to reproduce it. I need to be able to squirt on demand. I can’t let the stress of trying to squirt stop me from doing it again. I am eager to it try again. I love it, but I want to enjoy squirting rather than being shocked by it! I’ve wanted to squirt for years and thought I never would, but now I have. We don’t do Christmas presents, but he certainly gave me the most amazing one this year!

A Breakfast Fuck Without Me

25 November 2018 /

I felt my husband shaking me, trying to wake me up. I blearily saw my husband and Victoria, clearly more awake than I was. I expect they wanted to fuck. It was so early that it was still dark. I waved them away, mumbling they should fuck with my blessing. Yes, I told them to fuck without me. A few months before, that would have been out of the question, but now, in my bleary state, I told them fuck. My husband asked if I was sure, and I said I was and to fuck off and leave me in peace, then I rolled over. I was perfectly happy for them to have an early morning fuck. I rolled over and drifted back off to dreamland thinking about them fucking.

Some time later, I awoke, to the sound of Victoria crying out. It sounded that fine line between pleasure and pain, and I got curious. I carefully crept out of the bedroom and looked into the lounge from our darkened hall, to see Victoria pinned against the lounge wall, facing the wall, dressed in her suit with the skirt hitched up, with my husband behind her, clearly driving his massive hard cock deep into her asshole. Each time he drove forward, she cried out. Now I was closer, I could hear her saying yes or harder between yelps. I know what that particular fuck feels like. His cock gets enormous when it is inside an asshole, and with his female pinned against the wall, his powerful drives have nowhere to go other than deep into the ass. If his cock drives into your asshole on something soft like a bed, the bed flexes and absorbs some of the motion. The wall is totally unforgiving as it absorbs nothing, meaning that every millimetre of that rock hard cock is pounding into your poor defenceless asshole. It is, quite simply, the most invasive anal fuck there is, and she appeared to love it.

I contemplated joining them, but decided against it, instead choosing to watch a little longer. I was enjoying watching, and as I did, my hands drifted down to my cunt and I started working my clit, making sure as to not make a sound. I hadn’t been spotted and decided to sneak back to my room as he stopped the fucking motion and was clearly cumming with his cock as deep into her asshole as he could. I curled up on the bed, looking away from the closed door, still lightly working my clit, listening intently to what was going on. Looking at the time, they’d both need to be off soon, so, I could hopefully make myself cum and make noise as I did so after they had left.

I started hearing swats that sounded like something connecting with her ass. I counted 20, which I suspect was 10 per cheek. He loves spanking me just before I go out, so that I’m freshly spanked out in public. Now Victoria was the same and would be thinking about the morning long after she arrived at work.

I heard her checking her hemline with him and making sure she looked her usual professional self. I then heard him telling her that I would be against the wall tonight for an anal pounding. Can’t wait, but I have to. I heard the door slam twice as they both left, and I could finally have those noisy orgasms I was craving, thinking about my husband relentlessly fucking Victoria’s poor hungry asshole, and thinking about my greedy asshole getting the same treatment tonight.

Victoria arrived home before my husband, so I asked her to talk about her fuck. Yes, not only did I let them fuck without me, I wanted to know what happened in great detail. (How else could I write it up if I didn’t know?)

Well, firstly Victoria woke up with a full bladder, so there was a repeat of him drinking her piss with her sitting over his mouth, this time with him lying on the bathroom floor. She seems totally addicted to and obsessed with the position and the act of my husband drinking her piss.

After she was empty, he got up and went to collect my fitness step (a versatile tool in the sex equipment arsenal) and placed it in front of the toilet. He got her to stand on it, then he bent her over the toilet (the lid and seat were up), and she gripped onto the top edge of the toilet bowl. In this position, her head was lower than her waist with her 32GG tits swinging freely. He placed his foot between her feet and nudged her feet apart to lower her cunt to the correct height, then he drove his already hard cock into her sopping cunt. He fucked her in a slow, rhythmic yet hard pattern for nearly thirty minutes, all that time either building her towards an orgasm, keeping it near or just making her cum like a train. All the time she was getting a little lightheaded because of her head being lower than her ass, and that intensified the orgasms. He made her cum at least five times (he later told me it was seven) before he exploded and drowned her cunt with nice thick cum.

He caught her as her legs collapsed, and he laid her on the floor and proceeded to use his fingers to scoop his cum out of her cunt and alternately feed it into their mouths. “Breakfast” he called it.

They were still naked, so next they had a shower. As she mentioned it, I guessed the type of shower in question. When we share a shower, I end up with the cleanest tits, cunt, and ass in the world. He is fond of lathering then washing tits, cunts, and asses. He lathers them up a number of times to ensure he does a thorough job. So, there they were in our wet room, washing each other’s bodies, with him focussing on her tits, cunt and ass and her reciprocating with a similar number of latherings and rinsings of his cock, balls, and ass. It is a long winded ritual, but very sensual and somewhat pampering, and was followed by a slow ritual of towel drying.

So, then they had some actual breakfast and got dressed and prepared for the day ahead. She thought she was about to leave when my husband took her hand and lead her to the lounge wall. He lifted up her skirt (no panties as usual) and started applying lube to her ass. She knew how hard that fuck would be, how invasive it would be, how the wall wasn’t forgiving meaning your poor ass was skewered completely with every single stroke. She said she was crying out because she almost couldn’t cope with his size and his power. Almost. She was encouraging him to go harder when I heard her, but all the time, she was a little concerned as to whether her ass could cope with such an onslaught. She didn’t mention any of this to my husband because she knew he would stop, and she didn’t want that. She wanted to test her ass for such a pounding, and it passed with flying colours.

I did hear him spanking her ass. Apparently, she said something about remembering the morning during the working day, and my husband thought a few swats with a paddle might help her to remember it even more. He was right, and Victoria had a big smile on her face all day.

I was impatient now. I wanted my ass fuck, and it was still some time before he got home.

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