The Old Days Return

We all like fucking right? Well in high school I discovered I liked anal more than my bag getting pounded. I thought I was a freak. Was embarrassed to tell my bf. I’d been using toys and fingers up my dark hole. When I finally told him he freaked and said wasn’t gay and bunch of other weird shit that really didn’t make sense to me. Yea we broke up and I was back to just toys and myself. Depressed and shamed I ended up gaining weight and reclusive.
Mother got me help. I confessed to my therapist what was truly wrong. She was horrified by his reaction. Long story short she helped a lot. I worked on myself both mentally and physically.
I loved myself and my life. Got a little kinky in college going to class with plugs in and remote controlled toys. Yea I was that classmate.
Met Gerald, he’s questioned the noises coming from my general direction. I hadn’t had a date or anything since my asshole bf from before. I reverted to shame, duck that I shoved that shit away and whispered in his ear the truth. He blushed all sorts of colors. He handed me his number said he had to run but he liked my style and wanted to hand. Again long story short I became his booty call. Literally, I told him my anal fixation and he was beyond happy to help. I told him I didn’t want a relationship just a way to blow off steam when we needed it. He didn’t like it at first but hey who turns down free booty? I kinda went a little crazy and I thank my lucky stars I didn’t catch anything or get hurt I became a fucking anal slut on campus. After graduating I cooled my jets cereal dated lose after loser. I gave up and focused on my work. Made good friends and a lot more money then I thought I would ever. Got close with my toys and didn’t need anyone. But I’ll admit I was lonely.
My coworker Jean and I have gotten close over the years. Telling secrets and keeping them in exchange. Well we are opposites when it comes to sex. The thought of anal makes her physically ill. I told her about my obsession. She was amused after the initial shock. That confused me. I’d heard all sorts of stories about her husband. I find him rather attractive and I told her so a few times. One evening after work she and I had hit the local dive for happy hour. She had more than normal.
Slurring,”would you be interested in letting my husband fuck you anally?”
Again shocked I didn’t know how to answer,”umm you’re drunk. I’m good to talk about this while your sober.”
She nodded in agreement and then kissed me. I gently pushed her back and was intrigued her mouth was.. supple whatever it was really nice to kiss a woman that I really liked.
I didn’t think this would ever come up but the next day she cornered me in the bathroom. She was aggressive, later I figured out how hot I thought it made her. “Did you think about it?” She asked.
“Umm not really I thought you were to drunk to remember.” I replied rather lamely. And it was a bold face fucking lie. I’d fucked my ass silly with my hitachi grinding my clit till I nearly passed out. Between her question and her kiss it was a nice solo evening.
“You’re full of shit. you know I can tell when you lie.” She whispered into my ear my skin was crawling with goosebumps. I confessed my evening to her. She leaned in and kissed he hard and pushed me up against the wall. I was puddy in her embrace. She grabbed my crotch through my jeans I just gave in more.
“You are invited to the house for dinner. Ken is cooking so just bring a bottle of wine. 8:30, dress well like you want to get fucked. If you are not interested that’s fine” I was and let her know I’d be there.
I prepped after getting home. Wished I’d had time to get my butt waxed it is what it is. Hair gone, butt cleaned(you know what I mean), makeup on, perfume, sexy easily removed thong, no bra. I was so ready. Got the wine on the way to their house got some nice looks and a few whistles. Made me feel so good and confident. Arrived five minutes early. She answered the door and kissed me upon entering there amazing house. It smelled so good. She was dressed interestingly kinda really Mannish. Dinner was amazing men are so hot when they can cook.
They had one of those fancy long polished wood tables set for three.
Dinner was great we sat around talking and drinking. It got sexier and kinkier as the glasses were drained.
“Ken, would you like to fuck our friend here in the ass?” She asked.
“Yes, my dear. Would that also please you?” He replied so submissively and super out of character from every interaction I have been privy to.
She looked at me. “How do you feel about the thought of my husband’s big cock deep in your ass?” She asked staring right into my eyes.
I could only utter the truth, “yes ma’am. Would you watch?”
“I’l l watch and give you orders. Maybe finger mussels to your noises. I’m getting over my little phobia quickly.
Now stand please and remove your dress fold it over the chair. We would like to see you.” She said it in a commanding soft tone. I just did it. Without thought I was standing In just my thong. He’s eyes were glued to my large breasts. She’s a bit flat in comparison.
“Ken, do the same this isn’t very fair for her to be nearly nude and no one else.”
He did it quickly and efficiently. God he was gorgeous. I’d seen him at different out door events but she’d said he’d been really working hard and it showed in those cum fuck me lower abs. He wasn’t wearing underwear. His dick hung like a pendulum not hard but not flaccid.
“Kiss my friend like your kissing me.” She said.
He walked over and took me into his big arms. I literally put my hands on his biceps just to feel them flex as he belt me and kissed me like a lover not a near stranger. I felt all of me not want this attention. We shifted and I traced his muscles.
“Please bend our friend over the table and check to see if she’s turned on enough. If not please help her with your mouth.” She was so sultry in my ears I just went with it. It was like a dream and no I wasn’t super drunk or dr-gged. It was just her tone and command. He removed my string. I knew I was more then ready. But he liked me anyway. Guttural moans escaped me. I didn’t notice she’d left till she returned putting a bottle of lube next to my face on the table. I think she heard me cum on his fingers and tongue. My face was stuck to the table from sweat.
“Stay down,” she put a gentle hand on my back. “He’s not done wit this position are your legs ok?” I could only nod and realized I’d drooled, she snickered and told him he’d done a very good job.
“Ken, please apply the lube to our guests anus and finger her. When that seems to be ready stroke yourself until it’s well applied to your beautiful big cock.” She was so hot talking to him like this. I felt kinda like a well cared for fuck doll and was so into it.
He did carefully at first put noticed my trained ass was easily prepped for an invasion. Soon I could hear him stroking his cock with lube. Fuck the sound was turning me on further.
“Ok, ken I want to watch this. Slide into her slowly. I need to see it is ok and kill my phobia with yours and her pleasure.” She said.
He did as he was told. I could feel his cock placed at the entrance and pressure started. He’s big but I’ve got bigger toys. Toys and flesh blood pulsating cocks are different. He took his time and moans and drooling were being pushed out of me by him. She was talking to him giving him orders. I was in and out if it from the pleasure as he was pumping me. I realized I was trembling. He was groaning that had its effects on me and I orgasmed again.
“Where do you want to cum Ken?” By her tone she knew what he’d say.
“In her or on her back claiming her as yours.” He moaned.
She encouraged him to cum in me. The thrusting increased in strength. My hips getting ground into the table was oddly pleasurable not painful like I’d think it should be. Everything was pleasurable and I felt my last orgasm mounting. As he quickened, moaned and thrust deep into me I just let go of all of it everything. Thoughts of my friends husband pounding me into their dinner tAble on her orders. Her confidence in giving the orders. Mine and his submission so easily given like it was our purpose in life. To please her. All of this was going through my head and I came seconds before he did and then collapsed onto my back.

I felt his cock deflating still deep inside me. It was glorious. I felt him slip out and I herd a pop and drip as his load escaped with him and fucked hole.
This is the beginning of a lovely life style we now share.