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Subject: story: "JIM AND CINDY" (m/f/cons/adultery) Part 3
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JIM AND CINDI
Part 3
I got up from the bed and went to the kitchen to get us
each something to drink. As I was getting a couple of cold
ones from the fridge I reflected on what had just
transpired. Reflected in some disbelief. I had just
exchanged oral orgasms with the wife of a friend. Not a
good friend, but a friend none the less. Guilt? I was
feeling some.
The next moment I was feeling something else. A warm,
definitely female, body pressed against my back and two
arms reaching around my front to take possession of my cock
and balls with gentle hands. My cock was almost instantly
erect. Rational thought quickly fled as Cindy's nimble
fingers swiftly stroked my 10 incher to its throbbing
fullness.
"I got lonely and thought I'd see what you were up to,"
Cindy giggled, continuing to caress my cock and balls.
"Mmmm, I'm glad. I like what you're doing, but I've got a
better idea," I replied, setting the soda cans on the
counter and momentarily disengaging myself from her
pleasurable embrace.
I turned to face her, planting a long kiss on her upturned
mouth. "Let's do it right here, right now," I said
breaking the kiss. She responded by moving to the counter
and leaning over it, presenting me with a great view of her
ass and the pouting pussy my cock was so eager to enter.
And, applying a little spit to the head of my sex sword, I
notched it between those slick, newly shaven pussy lips and
inserted the whole thing in one long stroke. Cindy groaned
with pleasure as she felt the last inch push home. She
ground her hips against my belly in a slow, sensuous
circle. Man... that pussy felt great as she gripped my
cock, using her interior vaginal muscles to work my more
sensitive surfaces. Having gone without for so long, you
might expect that I came close to shooting right on the
spot. Amazingly enough, though it felt great, I knew that
I was going to last a long time, probably thanks to the
terrific blow job I'd just enjoyed. I settled down to a
nice, easy stroke and prepared to go the distance. Cindy
had other ideas.
"C'mon Jim, fuck me harder. My pussy's like a firecracker
and its gonna blow any second!"
Grabbing her hips, I increased my pace and began slamming
my cock to the depths of her soaking wet cunt as hard as I
could. She helped, pushing back as hard as she could as I
stroked to her depths. We were both breathing in grunts
and squishing, slapping noises filled the kitchen. I lubed
her asshole with some butter from the kitchen counter and
started finger fucking her back door, eventually working
two fingers all the way to the last knuckle. With my
fingers buried in her ass, I could feel my cock sliding in
and out of her tight, hot, pussy. It felt good to stroke
myself while I was stuffed in her to the balls. She was
loving every minute of it. She had one hand between her
legs stroking her clit for all she was worth, occasionally
reaching back to stroke my slick, wet, cock as I continued
to plumb her depths. We were blind to everything around
us, concentrated on our individual and combined pleasure,
fucking for all we were worth. Cindy was coming
continuously, her contractions squeezing my cock and
fingers like twin vices.
Wanting to slow the action a little and make it last, and
for other reasons which will shortly become apparent, I
gradually reduced the length and speed of my stroking both
fore and aft until I was only moving slightly, grinding
against Cindy's beautiful ass, my cock and fingers buried
as deep in her two tunnels as possible.
"Oh, god, Jim, that's wonderful. I've never felt so full.
You're the first person to ever put anything in my ass. I
never let Bob even touch me back there. You had me so hot
I didn't even notice until you had two fingers inside."
"You liked it then?"
"Liked it! I loved it!"
"I think you'd like my cock back there," I said, massaging
her rectal walls with my fingers.
"Ooooo, Jim. I don't know. Your cock is bigger than your
fingers. Won't it hurt?" She turned her head and gave me
a look filled with the combination of aprehension and lust.
"Not anymore than my fingers did. Not very much at all if
we do it right. Once we really get going, you'll love it.
I promise. And if you don't or if for any reason you want
to stop, we'll stop. I can tell you this, though, Lana
loved it in the ass almost as much as she loved getting
eaten."
"O.k., Jim. I'm game."
Very slowly, as a sort of tease, I pulled my glistening
cock from the clasping confines of her pussy, and then did
the same with my fingers. Cindy groaned as she was
relieved of my rigid intruders.
"I feel so empty," she moaned as I turned her and pulled
her to me for a kiss.
"Don't worry, we'll have you filled to the rim in no time,"
I responded, covering her mouth with mine, our tongues soon
battling and exploring.
Breaking the embrace, I took her hand and we walked to the
bathroom.
"What are we going to do here?"
"Just as oral sex takes physical preparation, so does anal.
For starters, we're going to give you an enema."
"WHAT?" Cindy expressed surprise, but at the same time she
was having trouble supressing a giggle.
I showed her my fingers, still partially covered with
butter, and another foreign substance.
"Oh, yeah. I suppose it would be a good idea to be clean
back there before you go putting in your cock." She was
still fighting the urge to snicker.
"What's so funny?"
"Oh, nothing really, except that my mother used to make us
all take enemas when we were little, and the memory just
struck me funny, that's all."
I quickly made preparations, getting out the enema bag and
filling it with warm, soapy water and hanging it from the
shower curtain rod. I positioned Cindy on her knees with
her torso draped over the edge of the tub, a towel
underneath her chest to minimize the effects of the cold
porcelin.
Carefully spreading the cheeks of her delightful ass, I
used a wash cloth to wipe away the remains of the butter I
had used earlier. "Wow," I thought, "I really must have
gotten carried away to use butter as an anal lube -- not a
good idea -- but, I'll have it cleaned out in a jiffy."
Satisfied that the butter had been removed from her
outsides, I turned my attention to cleaning Cindy's
insides. Applying a liberal amount of KY to the outside
and inside of her anal ring, I did the same to the enema
nozzle and began to slowly, gently, insert it.
"Hmmmm, that feels nice, Jim."
When the nozzle was fully inserted, I began to release the
contents of the enema bag into her rectum, being careful
not allow the flow to become too fast giving her rear
cavity time to adjust.
Judging by the small moans and sighs coming from Cindy, the
warm water was flowing just right.
Soon, I had given her all the water/soap mixture I was
going to. I pulled the nozzle from her now clenched rectal
ring and instructed her to lie down on her back on the
softly carpeted bathroom floor, being careful not to
release the contents of her bowel before I gave her
permission.
When she was in position, I gently spread her legs and
began to feast on her pussy once more, cleaning up the
excess of juices produced by our previous encounter in the
kitchen and bringing her to a small orgasm in the process.
After a few minutes, I stopped my oral ministrations and
had her sit on the toilet and let the enema finish its
cleansing work. She seemed slightly em- barassed to have
me be present as she emptied herself into the toilet bowl,
her fluttering sphincter making a rather rude noise.
We both laughed, and when she was done, I started the
shower. We got in and quickly cleaned one another off, me
paying particular attention to her backside, while Cindy
soaped my cock to a tingling state of rigidity.
Before long, we were towled dry and embracing on the bed
once more.
"Are you ready, Cindy?"
"I guess so, Jim. Just go easy, o.k.?"
"I'm not going to hurt you Cindy. Trust me."
Kissing her passionately for a moment, I proceeded to the
task at hand.
"Lay on your stomach, Cindy," I said as I positioned a
pillow under her abdomen, "and spread your legs a little.
There, that's it."
I paused a moment to admire the view of Cindy with her
beautiful ass in the air, her hairless pussy lips puffy and
already showing the dew of her arousal. I was tempted to
just fuck her in the cunt, being momentarily afraid of what
I would do if she didn't like anal sex. This wasn't Lana,
no matter how much our sexual encounter reminded me of my
late wife and lover. This was Cindy. But the sight of her
squeaky clean asshole nestled between a pair of the
loveliest cheeks this side of Nina Hartley decided things
for me. I had to have that ass, no matter the risks
involved. And there were risks. For one thing, I didn't
have any condoms. As things turned out, nothing bad
resulted, but could have.
I began to plant little kisses on each of those lovely
globes spread out before me, working my way toward the
groove which bifurcated them. My tongue emerged from
between my lips and spread warmth and wetness as it
traveled up and down the groove of her ass, finally
stopping at the entrance to her rear chamber.
Cindy moaned as she felt my tongue press against her anus.
The enema and our earlier sex play had really relaxed her
back there and I was easily able to slip my tongue past the
muscular barrier, thrusting it slowly in and out just as I
planned to do with my cock in just a moment.
While my tongue was working her back door, my fingers were
gently stroking the lips of her sex, occasionally straying
to pay some attention to her clitoris. Her hips thrust
back at me, forcing my tongue deeper into her ass,
gathering more of her musky taste and smell in which my
senses longed to wallow.
I withdrew my tongue and fingers from her nether regions as
I reached for the bottle of special lubricant a pharmacist
friend of mine concocted. Squeezing a generous ammount on
my fingers, I began to work it into and around Cindy's
virgin asshole, massaging, relaxing, preparing the tight
ring of muscle tissue for the assault it was about to
experience. Two more applications and I felt she was as
lubricated as it was possible to make her.
As a final touch, I knee-walked up the bed to where her
head was.
"Cindy. Look at my cock," I said as I began to cover it
with a thick coat of the slippery gel. "Watch me make it
ready for you. Does it make you hot to know that in just a
moment I'm going to be fucking you in the ass with my
cock?"
"Mmmmmm, it really makes me hot. I want your cock in my
ass. I want you to take my ass cherry."
Applying more gel, I stroked my hand up and down the length
of my now massive hardon, letting her see the thick coating
of lubricant which would enable this large tube of flesh to
invade her most private region with a minimum of dis-
comfort, and we hoped, a lot of pleasure.
"Spread your ass cheeks for me Cindy. Open yourself for my
cock," I
said as I resumed my position between her spread legs.
"Yessss, Jim. Here it is. Here's my ass. I want your
cock in there."
She had her fingers right next to her asshole and she was
literally holding it open for me. I centered the tip of my
cock at the opening and began to push. Gently, ever so
slowly, I slid the head of my cock through the sphinctoral
plane.
There was almost no resistance, so thoroughly had I
prepared the both of us. Relaxation and lubrication. That
combination is, IMHO, the key to good anal sex. Inch by
inch, with steady but slow movement, my shaft slid into the
depths of her ass. Cindy had stopped breathing when my
cockhead had fully penetrated her outer defenses. She
didn't start again until she felt my shaft fully seat
itself within her, my pubic hair pressing her ass cheeks,
my balls resting on the swollen lips of her achingly empty
cunt.
"Ooooohhhhhh....mmmmyyyyyy.....gawwwwwddd. Your cock feels
like it's going to pop out of my mouth any second. I'm
sooooo full."
"Are you in pain?"
"No. No pain. Just soooo full. Don't move yet. Let me
get used to it."
That, of course, was my plan all along. Full introduction
followed by a brief intermission before the real fun
started.
Her ass was tight, and I could feel her conducting little
experiments with her internal muscles, massaging the length
of my cock, testing her own feelings. When I felt her hips
begin to rock a little beneath me, I knew she was ready for
more.
Using the same deliberation I had shown while pushing in, I
slowly began to remove the glistening instrument of Cindy's
pleasure until only the head remained inside. Not quite as
slowly, I pushed it all the way back inside.
"Yessss," Cindy hissed, "that's good. Sooo goood. Just go
slow like that for a while. God, you're so big. I can't
believe it goes inside my ass so easily."
I continued my slow strokes, resting my weight on my arms
and knees, pressing her abdomen hard into the pillow as I
bottomed out each time. If it felt good to her, it felt
INCREDIBLE to me. Hot, tight, slick, her asshole sucked my
cock almost like her mouth and throat had earlier. And why
shouldn't it -- after all, it was just the other end of the
same system, wasn't it?
I was relaxed, enjoying the leisurly pace, knowing that I
wouldn't feel the need to dump my sperm in Cindy's ass for
a while. I just let the pleasure wash over me for a time,
maintaining the slow rythmn of my cock in Cindy's ass.
It was Cindy who decided to pick up the pace. She shoved
her hand between her body and the pillow and began to frig
her clit and pussy lips, at the same time grinding her ass
into me as I stroked down into her.
Almost as if on cue ... "Fuck me harder, Jim. I love it
in my ass. I never knew it could be like this. Oh, Lana,
you were so right about so much." Cindy's voice trailed
off into sighs and moans as I began to move inside her with
a little more force.
When I decided to really turn up the pace, I pulled her to
her knees, indicating with my hands on her back that she
was to keep her shoulders down, and began to really start
fucking her ass.
I grabbed her hips in my hands and began to slam our bodies
together, ramming the full length of my cock in and out on
each stroke, sometimes even exposing my coronal ridge on
the outstroke. Each time this happened, Cindy gasped as
her ring was re-opened by my cock.
"Ohh, Jim. You're gonna make me come...you're gonna make
me come in my ass."
Cindy's fingers were working furiously on her pussy and the
strength and rythmn of her pulsing ass muscles clearly
demonstrated to me that she was close. So was I.
I was really reaming her now, our bodies making loud
slapping noises as we collided time after time. I was
squating behind her, my knees outside her hips, my hands
still pulling her to me, getting maximum penetration on
each stroke. Cindy screamed as her orgasm hit her full
force, her anal sphincter clenching around my cock with
almost painful force. Then the force was released for a
moment only to return, harder than ever. Clench. Release.
Clench. Release. The waves of her orgasm swept across her
overloaded pleasure circuits like a storm tide.
She wasn't screaming anymore, but she was moaning --
shaking her head from side to side. Saliva dripped from
the side of her wide open mouth, her eyes clenched shut,
her whole being focused on our connecting point.
My own climax fast approaching, I began to jackhammer my
cock in her ass with quick, deep strokes, feeling her ass
muscle grip me with each spasm in a grip every bit as tight
as my own hand could provide.
With a shout of pleasure, I rammed into her once more,
burying my steaming stalk to the root in her rectum. A
moment later, she was screaming as she felt my hot
man-juice begin to spray the deflowered walls of her back
channel.
After the first spurt, I began to stroke furiously in and
out of the clenching tunnel, my sap adding to the
slipperyness already there, until the last spasms had
emptied my balls. I held it deep for a moment, but it had
already begun to soften. I pulled my cock out of her ass
-- she gripped me hard one more time as the head reached
the rim -- and stretched out on the bed, pulling her to me
so that we lay like spoons.
Which is where we were when my daughter and one of her girl
friends came home. But, that is another story....
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