I’d started by running my fingers up her thigh, slowly at first, gradually building until I cupped her between the thighs. The sweatpants she wore were gone within an instant. While the movie played on, I fingered her to a screaming orgasm, and to reward me for my patience, I’d positioned her across my lap, driving her down onto my dick. Her shirt was gone, as was her bra, and there on the sofa, I’d gotten my wife to fuck me. Her tits bouncing, sinking down on my dick, taking me all the way into her cunt. When I came, I’d sat her back and watched my cum spilling out of her pussy. I couldn’t resist pushing it back in.
That was our first time.
We’d enjoyed a light lunch, then I finished by eating her pussy and fucking her across the table.
A shower together, and I’d driven inside her until the water had run cold.
Now, as we lay in bed, her on her stomach, the tempting globes of her ass stuck in the air, I had an idea.
“Aurora, do you trust me?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Good.”
I pressed a kiss to her shoulder and climbed off the bed. When she went to move, I placed a hand on her shoulder, telling her to stay still.
“You’re making me curious now.”
“Good.” Another kiss to the shoulder, and I went to my private drawer inside my closet, taking out the tube of lubricant.
Returning to the bedroom, I saw my wife being the good girl that she was, not moving an inch, and this made me smile.
“You’re so good, Aurora. Such a good woman.”
She glanced at me, her gaze falling to the tube in my hand. I climbed on the bed and reached for some of the cushions, stuffing them beneath her waist, lifting her ass to my gaze.
I slid my fingers into her pussy. She was so wet, but then today I’d been very greedy. She was already pregnant, and now my cum didn’t have to just fill her pussy, I could have my fill of every single part of her body, and right now, all I wanted to do was fuck her ass.
Leaning forward, I brushed my lips against her ear. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
I smiled.
Plunging two fingers inside her, I stretched her pussy. She rocked back, lifting herself onto my fingers, trying to make herself come.
I opened the tube of lubricant and eased my fingers out of her pussy, tracing that thin piece of flesh between her cunt and asshole, and coated my slick digits against her anus. At the same time, I squeeze some of the lube out of the tube, getting her nice and wet.
She gasped. “Slavik?”
“Trust me. Remember.”
My virginal wife knew exactly what I was doing. I’d slipped into her library in the spare bedroom. The book she’d been reading had been left on the sofa, the pages spread open. I’d picked it up, realizing my dirty wife had been reading an anal sex scene. I didn’t mind. I had avoided her asshole for fear I’d traumatize her.
That one scene got me curious. Aurora had a system in her library. I’d watched her organize, and I noticed the books I saw her reading were on one side, with those she had yet to read on another. I’d picked out a couple of her books, flicked through, and saw my wife liked to read romance books with an erotic edge.
I had no problems exploring my wife’s desires.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
To answer, I pressed a single finger against her asshole. Her tight ring of muscles was stubborn, keeping me out. “You know what I’m doing. Relax. You know how it goes.”
Aurora glanced over her shoulder. “How?”
“I can read too.”
Her eyes went wide. “You’ve read my books?”
“No. I got curious. I’m a little disappointed in you, Aurora. You knew you could come to me. There was nothing for you to hide.” I kept on teasing her anus, stroking her. Sliding my other hand between her thighs, I touched her clit, and this made her moan.
“Now, you get to play out whatever you fantasized about.” With two fingers either side of her clit, I rubbed her and stroked. I pressed the finger at her anus, teasing her tight hole. Distracting her.
She began to rock against my hand, and this time as I pushed against her anus, I didn’t let up. I made her take a single finger.
Aurora gasped, but she didn’t tell me to stop.
My cock was so hard, and all I wanted to do was fuck her hard, but first, I wanted to prepare her, to spread her open.
When she was close to orgasm, I stopped fingering her pussy. Spreading her left ass cheek, I began to push in a second finger, opening her up. She gasped.
“Does it hurt?” I asked.
“No. It … it’s weird.” She panted out the word.