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ASSTR;'Wrong Arse'{Bunyip}(M/FFFF,anal)[1!1]
   Wrong Arse
   by Bunyip
   I was late home one evening and came into the kitchen to find a shadowy
figure stooped over into the pantry cupboard.  I recognised my wife's
floral dress that she wears around the house and so I never even considered
that it might not be my wife.  I mean, I had no reason to doubt it.  I came
up behind her and patted her bum saying in a cliche voice "Honey, I'm
home."
   There was a familiar grumbling from the pantry as cans were being moved
about.  I put my case down and stood behind her taking her hips in my hands
and pressing my bulging groin against her soft ass.  "How about some loving
for dinner?" I said as I pulled her bum to my cock and pressed it tightly
into her soft rump.  There was a moan and a push back against me which I
took to mean some interest.
   I was horny as all hell after travelling home on a train crowded with
perfume soaked women many of whome were sweating just enough to remind me
of a woman having sex.  The train was always loaded, inequitably with many
more women than men.  From teenage girls trying their best to advertise
their sexuality to older women promoting their last chance at catching a
lover.  All of them advertising their virtues in fashionably revealing
outfits, tits pressing up and out, bums tightly squeezed into dresses,
skirts and designer jeans.  Hair flouncing everywhere, and the strongest
scent is still their sweet vaginal juices.  Their voices all jabbering at
once.  I was drenched with female hormones and was lucky to have hidden or
disguised several serial erections on the trip home.
   Well, I spilled it out, my cock that is, 8" long and almost fully up,
and lifted the dress up and over the nicely rounded rump that filled it. 
Without even noticing the added padding on the fine round rump my wife has.
I slipped my hand into the leg of loosly fitting knickers and as my fingers
pierced the matted bush of pubic hair I said "You're nice and slippery down
there.  Do you want me to take you to the bedroom with me?  Perhaps you
want me to take you right here, in the kitchen pantry?"
   Massaging her slippery crease, I was happy that for once she was wet and
willing.  If I let her take the lead we'd be on the same bed as always, in
the same position and doing the same things.  She felt so warm, wet and
inviting that I wanted her right away anyway.
   "Eh," the voice grunted and the rump wriggled in what I took to be an
invitation or at the very least my permission to carry out my mission.  I
was a little surprised at my wife not wanting her almost constant, same old
position, flat on her back, in the same old bed, routine.  I slipped a
finger into her super-slippery twat in an instant was frigging her with
some speed.  My cock was fully up and I wasted no time in finding the
appropriate location.  "Tally Ho!" I said as I stuck my rampant cock right
up her pants leg and right into her greasy wet hole.  I began pumping away
immediately, harder and harder and to my surprise she gripped onto my cock
with impressive cunt muscles.
   I felt her offload within moments and become even more slippery.  She
was really slick and felt like I was fucking silk or satin.  I fucked her
harder and faster and then felt myself start to jerk.  My cock splattered
it's hot load right up inside her and I just kept fucking hard as ever for
as long as my cock had strength.  It was the best fucking I had given her
in months, perhaps years.  Certainly although you might say she didn't
ptovide much assistance, it was her best effort ever.
   I reached around to her front and finding a way under her knickers got
my fingers onto her clitty.  I fingered her clit even as my cock began to
fade away and I felt her give a few encouraging shudders.  My other hand
was on her breast and I was squeezing her nipple as I plunged a half
deflated cock into her sloppy wet hole a few more times before I fell out
soft, limp and soggy.
   At that moment I realised that I had never felt my wife orgasm so hard
or ever more than once in a single fuck.  As I bacame aware that the breast
in my laft hand was definately not my wife's, a voice behind me said "Well,
I've never been so disgusted.  I've never seen you act like that before!"
   As I turned and my limp cock fell away from my conquest, I saw my wife
standing there in a pair of daggy shorts and a loose old jumper.  Her
mother stood out of the cupboard and stared at her daughter.  "Well my
girl, at my age you take it when and whereever you can get it, with whoever
cares enough to give it!"
   
  
Wrong Ass