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An Ample Anniversary - Part II

Now you lie for a moment, after you’ve both come, playing with one another. You would have said that her delineation was mind-boggling, but you are spellbound, too enraptured to think of anything but the senses at present. You look into her eyes, unfathomable as the currents of the deep ocean and the earth beneath forest leaves. Gently moving aside a tress of her locks, you whisper in her ear that you love her. She replies with a kiss, and you caress and fondle one another for a long time, travelling over one another’s bodies. The two of you are in complete harmony, each heart still racing for the other. This is complete bliss. 

You stroke the curves of her titanic form, appreciating every subtle inch of the great camber. Her hips hook you, her thighs encompass your world, and her derriere forms it; her demure, slender waist decorously inclines towards it with a delicacy the eye cannot follow. Her breasts, teardrop velvet and soft, with their puffy, dark nipples always looking as if they ache for you, softly merge with your chest as you pull her closer and kiss those delicate, sculpted lips, the bow round and full. That is her, round and full, potent and encapsulating. She is yours, and you are hers, and you know this. Her hair trails on to your shoulder, a river of little cascading curls washing over the edge of her face, her features fine and striking. Her neck is lightly spotted with perspiration, and you lean in and kiss her deeply there. A hand trails around your midriff, and pulls you closer. The other strokes one of your thighs, the other between hers. You can still feel the secretion between her legs, and after a moment you stir, your body responding to the call of hers, a light and tinkling music. You stiffen slightly. The touch is haunting, full of dreams… and then all is swept away. You feel desire, raising its antlers in you, and she sees the fiery expression on your face as you lift your head to look at her beautiful face. You want her again, and you know she wants you too. You rise, still looking her in the face, virile and single-minded. Your cock is rigid. She must be sensing this in you, as you knew she naturally could not help but do, and you feel your member strain toward her. She pulls her hair back and then kneels in front of you, her curving rear flourishing behind her like two, smooth moons. She parts your legs, holding them open with both hands as she advances upon you on her knees, jiggling like an earthquake as she does so. Her curves bounce, hips, tits, thighs, and butt, as if electricity is running through them, and then she envelops your length in your mouth. She sucks, honing the stiff erection, making it bigger and harder. Sliding it in and out, she lubricates it, before slipping it between her tits. She titfucks you with gusto, encasing your cock between her mammories and shaking her rack this way and that, up and down, pleasuring you all over. She continues doing this for a few minutes, and it feels better than it has ever done. The elation from before, combined with a technique she has never before displayed, takes you well past rock and to titanium hardness. The head of your dick moves in and out of her mouth. She licks and sucks the head of your cock, all the while mashing her tits around your pole. You thought she was self-conscious because she said her tits weren’t big enough to do this properly… Well, no complaints here, far from it. It turns you on just that much more knowing she’s thrown all inhibition out the window, not that there’s any founding for any. These puppies are plenty big enough. The buxom temptress brings you to a degree of… delectable turgidity and stops, releasing something like a rod of veined adamant into the crisp air. You moan for her not to, but she only smiles and strokes your nose with a finger. Bemused, you smile back, momentarily softened by this familiar sweet gesture the two of you have between you, but this is backed by an inexorable shift towards her, your hand resting on her plum hamstring. Still smiling, She gets up, gigantic legs raising her, lissom as a cat. She moves, passing the kitchen counter to the mantelpiece, and you can only but look on as you are staggered by the sway, which you briefly wonder if she exaggerating with this very effect in mind (if such a thing is possible), of her immensity. Your feet take you after her unbidden, and you are then behind her, standing before this larger than life lion’s share of backside, though the rest of her is still at arm’s length. She turns, a sultry grin now coating her face, twisting her body just so, so that a generous amount of tit, accentuated by the complimentary arcs, also joins the display. Her hands above her hips, she winks at you. “Mmm… I have a good idea. I’ve noticed there’s a little left…” she purrs, her hand suddenly on your cock making long strokes. She turns, allowing you to see her buttocks in their fully glory. “Could you please help me… apply it sir?” she coos. You glance down at your dick as a strange, slightly hot feeling beginning to course through you throbbing, and you notice a green, thick substance coating it. She gives her tits a peremptory, encouraging, squeezing rub, and then smacks her behind, and lets the now empty phial drop to the floor. Epilogue: The idea to fuck against the mantelpiece in your old house, on which was perched the stand containing all the numerous phials of green and other varying colours, was either a reckless oversight or a stroke of genius. You’re beginning to think your wife is a number of steps ahead of you in more than just the literal sense… Time to go now, ‘Duty’ calls.

Part I: 

Inspirations are once again from Bootychekepete!

Edit of his pictures done by me.

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This was the part I always loved. I felt his cock enter my ass, slippery with lube but raw and ready. I relaxed my muscles, letting him slide right in, before clenching him in a death grip. Damn, he felt so big, hard, and juicy in me that I was tempted to take it out right now and suck that delicious pole until he popped.

He began to move back and forth, rigid and marvelling that a girl was letting him give it to her from the back, and on a first date too. I grinned, shoving back hard, taking more of him. This guy had a lot of girth to him, but I would make him fit in the end... I always did.

He exhaled, kneading my buns with his fingers. I wiggled in pleasure, sending shivers up that lightning rod planted firmly inside me. I wanted him to go faster, but was enjoying this nice tight start. Motes of pleasure began gathering in my cheeks, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before he realised what was ‘growing’ on.

He pushed again, and I felt the delectable sensation as his cock hardened further, pushing a little deeper inside me. Mmm... it always began this way round. The tightness of his shaft caused him to gasp in pleasure, and thrust just a little harder. He stopped himself continuing, wary of causing me pain, and I wanted to laugh, though I too had become caught up in the pleasure, and could only moan in response. Well, that out to give him an indication of how I liked it.

He thrust hard again, and I could feel the veins bulge on his penis, as he shoved more of himself into my ravenous anus. Each time he would thrust, the pressure would increase, and I whimpered i pleasure, feeling his strong hands and hard cock against my ass. His fingers dug into me and I smelled his musk as he pulled my hips towards his hilt. I couldn’t wait to meet it.

Just when the overwhelming sensation began to shift towards pain, it happened. The tightness poured itself as an ecstasy in my extremities, and my ass expanded. His cock gave a sudden little rush, filling up the space as it to grew, ripping my fishnet tights. And so the rhythm began, his dick pounding against me, as I cried out for him to fuck me hard, and it grew and grew inside me, forcing my body to adapt and change to accommodate him. My poor tush was never quite quick enough, and I always felt the growing tightness.

Now, I really liked this guy, but as I glanced back and saw him, spearing away, unphased by the fact that my hips had swelled to wider than his body, I was perpleed. Didn’t he care?

His eyes et mine, and he winked, before delivering a smack to my rump that made me come there and then. Seeing my reaction only elicited him to fuck me harder and harder, and we both groaned, getting bigger and bigger.

I had become frenzied, counterthrusting against his mammoth torpedo as fast as I could, made easier by my newly strong, thick thighs. My enormous hips guided the monster phallus on and on, deeper and deeper into the reaches of my gaping asshole. All the while my pussy was exploding, and I came over and over, clenching so hard around his cock that I sometimes even stopped its mighty pummeling, but the tirade of thrusts would always be back for more.

I don’t know how long we fucked that night. My ass continued to balloon, and I would glance back to watch the now rapid growth. I could only see his head above its sexy enormity, as well as the hands that I was so aware were rubbing and tugging at me. 

Eventually, I felt a faster swell building in him, an ultimate hardness that drove me over the edge three times as it collected.  Then, a cannon burst within me, and I swelled, pound after pound shooting into my ass as it zoomed outwards. I felt myself move forward, and still on he came, swelling himself the whole time. I turned my head, and all i could see was yard after yard of firm, taut, ass, jiggling from the waves of cum still spurting into me.

I wasn’t sure whether I came a thousand times, or if it was just one one, long, unending stream of orgasm. I screamed, gasping as my nipples dragged over the polished floor, and eventually blacked out. It had simply been a divine overload.

I awakened to a pressure on my butt. I turned to see him perched atop me, holding a massive mast pole of a schlong. For someone who had just been fucked to oblivion, my body sure didn’t seem to realise it, as I grew wet again.

So, this is why I like taking it in the ass, and I felt I had to clear the air when I met Clive on that first date. One too many looks at my ass... Well, it hasn’t done my baby any harm.

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