A Costly Mistake
By Anal King

I watched him get into his car and drive down the street. When he rounded the corner, I made my way to the house and entered through the back. I locked the door behind me and walked toward her bedroom. As I got closer, I could hear the shower running. I stepped inside her bedroom and whistled as I stripped down. 

Five minutes later, Stacey emerged from the bathroom wearing a white terry cloth robe. She paused when she spotted me; her eyes burned in anger as I made an impatient gesture with my hands, indicating that she should disrobe. She reluctantly opened her robe and let it drop to the floor. My cock flexed as I ogled her curvaceous body, wondering how she managed to look so good, even after pushing out a baby. My hungry eyes devoured her shapely legs and the full cheeks of her ass. Aside from the black fishnet stockings and the red lace bra I asked her to wear, Stacey was completely naked. 

She reached for the jar of lubricant on the nightstand and crawled on the bed. She positioned herself on her knees and scooped out a dollop of clear gel. I watched Stacey's hand disappear behind her back and move around. She frowned in concentration as her arm moved move back and forth in a steady motion.

Once ready, Stacey lay on her back and pulled her legs so her knees flattened her heavy breasts. "Let's get this over with. I have a lot of things to do today," she said, ignoring the lust on my face. I didn't expect her to be so indifferent. I thought she would've begged me not to fuck her. I wanted to see tears running down her face. But I can't deny that her attitude wasn't affecting my cock. If anything, it was painfully hard and pointing at the ceiling. 

My breathing was ragged and my body trembled in lust. I shuffled over on my knees. With some difficulty, I had to push my cock down so the head would align with her greasy anus. I pressed the bloated knob against her striated hole and pushed. Stacey tensed as her eyes closed in discomfort; her stubborn anus tried to repel me but I increased the pressure and forced her delicate shit hole to gradually sink in. After a few seconds, the fat knob of my prick and some of the shaft abruptly popped in, causing Stacey to loudly gasp.

I paused and moaned from the intense pleasure of being enveloped by her snug sphincter. I was so hard I could feel precum leaking from my pisshole into her sexy ass. Without a care for Stacey’s comfort, I impatiently slid more of my aching phallus and watched as the full length of my erection disappeared into her rectum. In no time at all, I was balls deep in the ass I had fantasized about for the last ten years. I could feel the walls of her anal canal powerfully grip my shaft.

Stacey kept her legs together, avoiding my stare. She absolutely refused to look at me. I took advantage of that by reaching for the camera I had hidden under the sheet. I aimed, held still, and pushed the button. When the flash went off, Stacey jerked her head back and glared at me. "Are you crazy! I didn't agree to any pictures!" she said, incensed that I now had evidence of our immoral coupling.

"Calm yourself down or you'll wake up the boy." That stopped her bitching long enough so I could do some serious fucking. I leaned forward, pulled her bra down, clamped my lips around one of her puffy nipples and greedily nursed on her sweet mother’s milk. I could feel my dick getting harder as her rich cream slid down my dry throat. My hips began to rise and fall softly pounding her into the mattress. 

Once again, she turned her head to the side, avoiding eye contact, but not before looking between her legs and watching my vein-y cock slide all the way to the hilt and out to the head. As I drilled her shitter, I thought about the circumstances that brought us sexually together. It was mostly luck on my part and stupidity on hers. 

Three weeks ago, I had a window seat at the local diner where I was eating my lunch. I wasn't looking at anything in particular, just letting my eyes roam aimlessly on cars that passed by, the trees, Stacey making out with some guy who wasn't her husband, and— what the fuck! Did I just see that? I dropped my sandwich and watched them separate and drive off in their own cars. Later on, I was to learn that the mysterious guy was her former boyfriend, Jim. I didn't recognize him because it's been over ten years since the last time we met.

I now made it a point to follow Stacey every day during her lunch hour. Little by little, I collected enough pictures and videos to confront her. She pleaded for me not to tell her husband or mention anything to the family. I told her I could be persuaded for the right price. "What do you want," she asked. Of course, you already know the answer, but when I told Stacey what I wanted for my silence, she froze while her mouth hung open, staring at me like I told her the end of the world would be in two days. Stacey didn't like it one bit, but she knew she had no choice. And that's how I came to be in her bedroom fucking her ass.

I could feel my impending climax approach. I picked up the pace and relentlessly hammered that pink ring of elastic tissue, fucking her the way I'd always dreamed. My body was utterly consumed with lust as I savagely drove my prick in and out of her clasping anus. In a matter of seconds, the tension in my loins rapidly spread to the pit of my stomach causing my entire body to seize. I buried my contorted face in the crook of her neck and cried in ecstasy. I instinctively pushed in as deep as I could before my penis violently jerked, shooting powerful jets of thick, hot semen deep into her bowels. A shiver went up my spine each time I released a volley of creamy spunk. A feeling of weakness washed over my body as my orgasm tapered; I continued lazily sawing my cock until it shriveled and slipped out. I fell on my back panting with a thin layer of sweat covering my body.

Stacey got up and said, "I fuckin' hate you." With a warm flush to her face, she made her way to the bathroom. My chest was heaving as I took in air. I glanced at Jason who was cooing and making other intelligible baby sounds. I decided not to over stay my welcome and got dressed. Stacey walked out of the bathroom as I fixed my tie. She went over to check on her son.

"So, same time tomorrow, sis?"

"Fuck you, asshole!" 

The End