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A Story Of Eve And Ric: Part2_ Fuck My Ass Good! free porn video
This is Part 2 in a series featuring Ric and Eve. I would also suggest reading Part 1: Pissy Publicist.
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I’ll be fucking someone other than my husband tonight!
I leaned down and whispered in his ear, “I’m going out.”
“Uh… yeah… ummm…” and he rolled over and went back to sleep.
He didn’t use to be like this. He used to think me sexy and couldn’t keep his hands off me. Then he started working all the time and then he couldn’t keep his hands off his mistress.
Fuck him. I deserve excitement too, my new lover! Where’s Ric? It’s almost 2:00 am. He promised!
I tossed back my drink, pulled out my phone and typed a message.
Eve: Husband is asl33p. Where are you?!
A minute passed, five.
Ric: Here! You ready?
Eve: Fuck yes!
Ric: LOL, hot, sexy woman. Fuck you hard and long!
Eve: Yes! Don’t want romance, soooo boring. Want you to fuck me all night long! When get here?
Ric: Prepaid limo downstairs. Driver will drop you off to me. Wear that sexy, silver-lame dress I sent you.
Eve: OFC, my hot perv lover!
**********
A half hour later…
“Here, you are dropping me here?!!”
“Lady, dispatch said here. You’re here. You wanna go back to your hotel, it’s extra.”
“Wait a moment.” I took a last pull of the drink I’d grabbed from the bar, liquid courage.
“Sure lady, a minute I got. Oh, and here’s the code for that door.”
I got out with the slip of paper in hand and looked around. One street light a block away; everything dark and in shadows. Ten feet away, a short staircase leading down to a below-ground iron door. I started to break out into a sweat despite the coolness of the night. It no longer seemed such a great idea. I pulled the mid-thigh hem down, failed, felt exposed.
But during our sexts, it was obvious Ric was not just sex crazed but also a good-hearted man. And the fucking was so good yesterday, so hot! I turned to the driver. “Go.”
The steps were steep, narrow, made of grating and I’m cursed wearing my spiked heels. My husband used to call them my fuck-me shoes. Yeah, well, tonight Ric would fuck me, again.
An electronic pad was mounted on the dirty brick wall so I punched in the numbers: 696969. The door sprung inward, opening up on a dimly lit space: marble floors, dozens of small crystal chandeliers hanging from a lofted ceiling, and a jazz band playing in one corner. It was a nice size space: small tables, some booths and a long bar with stools on one side.
I spotted Ric seated on a stool at the far end of the bar with an athletic blond girl hanging all over him. She was laughing, snuggling his neck... my neck!
I fluffed my hair and strode toward them. When she saw me and gave me a look, I wanted to say, ‘Step aside bitch,’ and smack her but that’s not my style.
I stepped right up to him, tousled his hair and pecked him on the cheek. “So sorry I’m late, darling. Driver took a wrong turn.”
He was startled but not angry. She was fucking furious. I ignored her and reached for his face, pulled it to me and give him a soft kiss on the lips. “Glad to see me?” When he broke out in a broad smile, Blondie left in a huff.
“Glad. Of course. Ignore her, just an employee. Come here!” And he crushed me in an embrace, kissing me hard while still seated on the stool.
I drap3d my arms over his muscular shoulders, ruffled and tossed his baby-fine hair again. I loved how his eyes looked bright blue even in the dim light. Held tightly in his strong arms, he wrapped his legs round my knees and pulled me even closer, and my arms locked behind his muscular neck
He laughed and gently disengaged the strangle hold I had on him.
“Darlin’! You’re choking the life from me!”
“Shit Ric, I want to choke you! You had me dropped off in front of what looked like a crack den! But, now that I’m here with you, the only thing I want to do is choke your giant cock!”
His face flashed half a dozen expressions at my brazen statements and then landed on a quirk of his lips and smile-crinkles around his eyes, “Oh… yeah… sorry. I forgot what my place looks like on the outside.”
“Your place! This!”
“Oh, yes, you don’t think I can make a living writing? Well, not just yet. I own this and a number of clubs around the country. Never told you, I know. Thought you might not approve.”
I pulled back a bit, “Why wouldn’t I? It’s gorgeous.” Then I looked around again. All the booths had older men, like Ric, and women, almost painfully beautiful young women. “It’s a… don’t know the English word… dating… no… a gentlemen’s club?”
I could see his face drop a little more. Even in the dim light, it seemed his heavily tanned complexion blanched just a bit. “See, I knew it. You don’t approve,” and his arms fell away from me.
I grabbed them and pulled them around me again. “No, no, it’s no problem. Just a bit to take in.” And then it hit me, what was niggling my mind. “You were worried about associating your face with a porn site and me and you own these?” I punched him in the chest. “What the hell?”
Dead serious he responded, “I own these under an alias. Only one person here knows who I am, you. That’s how much I trust you.”
His statement surprised me, even more so my reaction. I melted, leaned against him, my hands flat on his chest and looked up into his eyes. He kissed me hard. Satisfied I now had his complete attention, I flashed a smile and turned around to look out at the club. As I leaned back against him and his arms tightened around me.
A spot-light flashed on and I saw a small stage next to the jazz group. A really super-fit older man, like my Ric, and a twenty-something girl walk on stage, both naked. Suddenly, I was thinking, ‘He’s just like my asshole husband. Just fucking around. I’m another conquest,’ and tried to pull away but he held me tight.
“Hey, I can stop the show?” I glanced up at him and saw a knowing look come across his face. “You think you’re old?! Shit Eve, you beat these girls all the hell in the sexy department and are twice as sophisticated and smart as them. Come here.”
I resisted but then turned to face him as he drew me close to his chest. He was half on, half off the stool and I pressed tight up against him, felt the confirmation of his statement hard against my hot and now moist pussy. The jazz band struck a different tune and we both cast a glance at the couple on the stage.
She was gyrating to the drum beat, hips swiveling, full breasts swaying. He was standing still, watching her, as she slowly progressed around him, rubbing herself against him here… and there. His cock was now fully erect and he was making it bob up and down to match the beat! God, I was so horny watching them, feeling Ric against me!
Ric pulled me even tighter, purposely rubbing his erection against me, but we both continued to look at the stage. I shivered. Somehow I think he knew the shiver was more from arousal than the cool temperature but he still did the gallant thing.
“Here, take my jacket,” and dropped it around my back and over my shoulders.
I rested my head on his chest and yet was transfixed by the couple on the stage. They were now kissing, rubbing their hands all over each other’s oiled bodies. My nipples were hard, poking through the sleek dress. Ric reached between us, touched them, “Ahhh… mmmm,” is all I managed and took three sharp breaths.
The man and woman on stage were now fucking. She was grasping the center pole, bent over, and he was slowly gliding a huge cock in and out of her. I was so fucking horny now and reached down between Ric’s legs to find his, thick and hard. I ran my hand down its nine inch length and he twitched as I gently squeezed it once every three inches, finally pressing the palm of my hand against the head.
I heard him give a grunt and then let out a loan moan, “Mmmmmm,” and continued to caress his erection through his taught pant leg.
I looked up in his face. He was no longer focused on the couple who were now vigorously slamming against each other. He was looking only at me. It made me even wetter seeing how much he desired me and I began to regret not wearing panties tonight because I was now ruining his trousers.
But the other people in the bar made me self-conscious about what I had in mind so I let his jacket d**** between us. I pressed closer to him and whispered in his ear, “I want straddle your cock and fuck you right now while we watch that couple on stage”
Without giving him a moment to react, I unzipped his trousers, reached in and managed to pull free his throbbing member. God damn, it seemed even bigger than in the bathroom yesterday! I began to pull on it in short quick jerks, the purple head of his cock already slick and shiny with precum.
I didn’t care anymore about the other couples in the bar seeing us. I was just so fucking aroused by the pair screwing on stage and his god damn, giant cock in my hands. I spit on it and began stroking it long and slow, careful to run my hand over the taut skin of the head each time. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see some couples had gathered around the pair performing on stage. They were all naked, imitating every one of their moves.
“Ahhhhhh.” The sound drew my attention back to Ric, responding to my hand movements, so I increased the pace.
I edged closer to him, pulled his legs from around me and hopped in his lap. Staring into his eyes, I rose up, grasped the head of his cock and guided it into my dripping hot snatch. His eyes widened and a soft puff of air escaped his mouth as the lips of my pussy enveloped the bulging head of his cock.
“Ric, fuck you feel so big,” and pushed downward taking half his enormous length in my fiery tunnel.
“Eve, Jesus god,” he whispered in my ear as I began to fuck him.
Yes, I was fucking him! Funny and sexy and pervy all those months on the internet, so hot. He had looked after his own needs, sure, but also mine. Willing to give me a camsex show even if I couldn’t; sometimes when my husband was right next to me watching TV and once at work at my computer station. Now I was going to reward him in every way... and myself!
Up and down in slow strokes until I was so wet I could manage the rest of him, I then pressed him fully inside. How he stretched me, the pressure of him inside, the feeling of his hard member sliding past the lips of my cunt. I felt his whole body stiffen against me and his eyes were mere slits. I increased my pace, now keeping his whole length inside, just rubbing my clit against the base of his cock.
So many couples had to be fucking on stage now because I could hear moans and grunts over the soft jazz playing, even at this distance. I was so damn turned on that in less than a minute my whole body flushed up to my neck, the tips of my ears burned, my pulse pounding in them.
I gasped out, “Ahh, so hot,” and shaking, my stomach clenched like a fist and one after another orgasms raged through my body. Trembling, I collapsed for a moment against his torso, sweating, heart pounding as if it would leap through my chest at any moment.
I felt a gentle hand caress my face and he lifted my chin and kissed me deep and long. I realized I had tears running down my cheeks as he gently wiped them away. As he opened his mouth, I expected some comforting remark but instead he said the oddest thing, “Darlin’ Eve, that’s one of three.”
I looked at him and puzzled asked, “I don’t understand.”
“Really, after all the times we talked about you having three orgasms the first night we were together?”
Then it hit me, “Yes, oh my god, yes. Can we?”
He laughed, “Can we… noooo… Can you?”
I looked at him, then we both looked at the stage as clapping erupted. We were in time to see the female performer on her knees jacking the man. The spotlight caught the glimmer as a last stream of cum shot out and hit her in the face. I felt Ric jerk, his rod-stiff dick jammed inside me, and remembered he hadn’t cum and was likely frustrated. I played with his balls a bit, “Ric, I have a surprise for you.”
His brow furrowed, but his chest began heaving, I guess in anticipation of me kneeling down to suck him off. He tilted his head and his lips quirked up in a question. “What?”
“You said one time that you could imagine only one thing tighter and hotter to fuck than my pussy, remember?”
.
His mouth gaped open in a silent but questioning, “Ooo?”
I lifted up and saw his cock was well lubed by my own juices but wanted to take no chances so spit in my hand and rubbed it all over. Then I grabbed the head of his prick and inserted it into my tight asshole. Never had I let my husband do this. This was for Ric and only Ric.
“Ah Jesus Eve! I remember! Fuck me!”
I had practiced with progressively larger dildos for weeks on the one-in-million chance he would agree to meet me on my trip to New York. And tonight, knowing we would meet, hiding from my husband in the hotel room bathroom, I had cleaned and stretched and lubed my asshole off and on for hours before the limo arrived. Now was the pay off. I grabbed his cock with both hands to steady it and then pushed down as hard as I could.
He grunted as his cock flexed trying to penetrate. I pushed outward to open up my hole and then sat harder on his cock taking its bulbous head and two inches of the shaft.
“Fuck Ric. It’s like trying to swallow a god damn pumpkin.”
Despite how wonderful it must have felt, bless my good-hearted Ric, he rasped out, “No Eve, it’s okay. We don’t have to…”
I pushed down harder taking another couple inches. He’d told me an asshole feels different, gripped him tighter, felt even hotter than a pussy. He let out a massive groan, long and low. It literally made me shiver and I momentarily clenched my sphincter, stopping the inward progress.
Listening to him grunt, I burst out, “I’m going to make you fuck my ass good!”
His eyes lit up and he grabbed my hips shoved me down, trying to f0rce his cock ever deeper. It burned inside where he had penetrated despite all my preparations but I wanted to give this man all the pleasure I could. I rose up and thumped down even harder and to my surprise I took all nine inches inside me. I felt so full, my whole lower body a solid block of flesh.
“Fuck!” exploded from his mouth. I’m sure it was heard across the entire bar but I didn’t give a damn. His excitement boiled up in me, made me blush from my labia to my ears and seemingly on to the ends of my hair.
I lifted up exposing the tip of his cock and gradually sat back down. God it felt like my asshole would tear at the thickness of him and it still burned. So I reached into my clutch purse and pulled out one of the two things inside, lube. I pulled off him and squirted half its contents on his throbbing cock and then sat down again. This time he slid in, slick-easy, but still so fucking big.
“Eve, you have no idea how that feels,” and then he let out a low slow moan. But my gorgeous man, even in his ecstasy looked out for me and began to fondle my breasts and play with my nipples. I felt my clit begin to grow hard and actually throb.
Up, down, up, down. I rode his full length. I could feel my asshole clamp on him tight on each down stroke, feel the heat of him grow, the pressure of his cock stretching me even further as he approached orgasm. I was bounding on his lap now like on a pogo stick, no thought to the other people fucking in the bar. My hands were on his shoulders using them for leverage during each up and down stroke.
He shifted his hands down to my clit. One was pulling back the hood while the thumb of the other was rubbing it wildly. No need for a gentle touch now!
“Ric, I want your cum in my ass… and… make me cum again! “
Eyes closed, he must have heard because his thumb flicked even faster. I was so close. Through the palms of my hands on his shoulders I felt him stiffen, his body start to jerk. The expression on his face told me he was so close, such a turn on to watch a man respond to me this way. So I began to pound his cock in my ass as quick and hard as I could. He spasmed, the veins in his neck bulged.
“Ahhhh…. Ahhhhh…. Uh… uh… uh…” and his whole body bucked on the stool.
But he never stopped thumbing me even while he cummed. When I felt his thick fluid leaking out of my ass, I orgasmed. Not some soft little thing from a vibrator, alone in bed while my husband was busy at his computer. No, my entire body rocked! My stomach muscles rippled, my pussy and asshole clutched and I shot a stream of pee all over us. I didn’t care! I couldn’t do anything but shake and tremble and then collapsed in his arms.
Both panting, my head on his chest listening to his heart pounding, we didn’t say a word for a full minute. Then he whispered in my ear, “That’s two, my dear,” and we broke out in laughter.
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I’ll be fucking someone other than my husband tonight!
I leaned down and whispered in his ear, “I’m going out.”
“Uh… yeah… ummm…” and he rolled over and went back to sleep.
He didn’t use to be like this. He used to think me sexy and couldn’t keep his hands off me. Then he started working all the time and then he couldn’t keep his hands off his mistress.
Fuck him. I deserve excitement too, my new lover! Where’s Ric? It’s almost 2:00 am. He promised!
I tossed back my drink, pulled out my phone and typed a message.
Eve: Husband is asl33p. Where are you?!
A minute passed, five.
Ric: Here! You ready?
Eve: Fuck yes!
Ric: LOL, hot, sexy woman. Fuck you hard and long!
Eve: Yes! Don’t want romance, soooo boring. Want you to fuck me all night long! When get here?
Ric: Prepaid limo downstairs. Driver will drop you off to me. Wear that sexy, silver-lame dress I sent you.
Eve: OFC, my hot perv lover!
**********
A half hour later…
“Here, you are dropping me here?!!”
“Lady, dispatch said here. You’re here. You wanna go back to your hotel, it’s extra.”
“Wait a moment.” I took a last pull of the drink I’d grabbed from the bar, liquid courage.
“Sure lady, a minute I got. Oh, and here’s the code for that door.”
I got out with the slip of paper in hand and looked around. One street light a block away; everything dark and in shadows. Ten feet away, a short staircase leading down to a below-ground iron door. I started to break out into a sweat despite the coolness of the night. It no longer seemed such a great idea. I pulled the mid-thigh hem down, failed, felt exposed.
But during our sexts, it was obvious Ric was not just sex crazed but also a good-hearted man. And the fucking was so good yesterday, so hot! I turned to the driver. “Go.”
The steps were steep, narrow, made of grating and I’m cursed wearing my spiked heels. My husband used to call them my fuck-me shoes. Yeah, well, tonight Ric would fuck me, again.
An electronic pad was mounted on the dirty brick wall so I punched in the numbers: 696969. The door sprung inward, opening up on a dimly lit space: marble floors, dozens of small crystal chandeliers hanging from a lofted ceiling, and a jazz band playing in one corner. It was a nice size space: small tables, some booths and a long bar with stools on one side.
I spotted Ric seated on a stool at the far end of the bar with an athletic blond girl hanging all over him. She was laughing, snuggling his neck... my neck!
I fluffed my hair and strode toward them. When she saw me and gave me a look, I wanted to say, ‘Step aside bitch,’ and smack her but that’s not my style.
I stepped right up to him, tousled his hair and pecked him on the cheek. “So sorry I’m late, darling. Driver took a wrong turn.”
He was startled but not angry. She was fucking furious. I ignored her and reached for his face, pulled it to me and give him a soft kiss on the lips. “Glad to see me?” When he broke out in a broad smile, Blondie left in a huff.
“Glad. Of course. Ignore her, just an employee. Come here!” And he crushed me in an embrace, kissing me hard while still seated on the stool.
I drap3d my arms over his muscular shoulders, ruffled and tossed his baby-fine hair again. I loved how his eyes looked bright blue even in the dim light. Held tightly in his strong arms, he wrapped his legs round my knees and pulled me even closer, and my arms locked behind his muscular neck
He laughed and gently disengaged the strangle hold I had on him.
“Darlin’! You’re choking the life from me!”
“Shit Ric, I want to choke you! You had me dropped off in front of what looked like a crack den! But, now that I’m here with you, the only thing I want to do is choke your giant cock!”
His face flashed half a dozen expressions at my brazen statements and then landed on a quirk of his lips and smile-crinkles around his eyes, “Oh… yeah… sorry. I forgot what my place looks like on the outside.”
“Your place! This!”
“Oh, yes, you don’t think I can make a living writing? Well, not just yet. I own this and a number of clubs around the country. Never told you, I know. Thought you might not approve.”
I pulled back a bit, “Why wouldn’t I? It’s gorgeous.” Then I looked around again. All the booths had older men, like Ric, and women, almost painfully beautiful young women. “It’s a… don’t know the English word… dating… no… a gentlemen’s club?”
I could see his face drop a little more. Even in the dim light, it seemed his heavily tanned complexion blanched just a bit. “See, I knew it. You don’t approve,” and his arms fell away from me.
I grabbed them and pulled them around me again. “No, no, it’s no problem. Just a bit to take in.” And then it hit me, what was niggling my mind. “You were worried about associating your face with a porn site and me and you own these?” I punched him in the chest. “What the hell?”
Dead serious he responded, “I own these under an alias. Only one person here knows who I am, you. That’s how much I trust you.”
His statement surprised me, even more so my reaction. I melted, leaned against him, my hands flat on his chest and looked up into his eyes. He kissed me hard. Satisfied I now had his complete attention, I flashed a smile and turned around to look out at the club. As I leaned back against him and his arms tightened around me.
A spot-light flashed on and I saw a small stage next to the jazz group. A really super-fit older man, like my Ric, and a twenty-something girl walk on stage, both naked. Suddenly, I was thinking, ‘He’s just like my asshole husband. Just fucking around. I’m another conquest,’ and tried to pull away but he held me tight.
“Hey, I can stop the show?” I glanced up at him and saw a knowing look come across his face. “You think you’re old?! Shit Eve, you beat these girls all the hell in the sexy department and are twice as sophisticated and smart as them. Come here.”
I resisted but then turned to face him as he drew me close to his chest. He was half on, half off the stool and I pressed tight up against him, felt the confirmation of his statement hard against my hot and now moist pussy. The jazz band struck a different tune and we both cast a glance at the couple on the stage.
She was gyrating to the drum beat, hips swiveling, full breasts swaying. He was standing still, watching her, as she slowly progressed around him, rubbing herself against him here… and there. His cock was now fully erect and he was making it bob up and down to match the beat! God, I was so horny watching them, feeling Ric against me!
Ric pulled me even tighter, purposely rubbing his erection against me, but we both continued to look at the stage. I shivered. Somehow I think he knew the shiver was more from arousal than the cool temperature but he still did the gallant thing.
“Here, take my jacket,” and dropped it around my back and over my shoulders.
I rested my head on his chest and yet was transfixed by the couple on the stage. They were now kissing, rubbing their hands all over each other’s oiled bodies. My nipples were hard, poking through the sleek dress. Ric reached between us, touched them, “Ahhh… mmmm,” is all I managed and took three sharp breaths.
The man and woman on stage were now fucking. She was grasping the center pole, bent over, and he was slowly gliding a huge cock in and out of her. I was so fucking horny now and reached down between Ric’s legs to find his, thick and hard. I ran my hand down its nine inch length and he twitched as I gently squeezed it once every three inches, finally pressing the palm of my hand against the head.
I heard him give a grunt and then let out a loan moan, “Mmmmmm,” and continued to caress his erection through his taught pant leg.
I looked up in his face. He was no longer focused on the couple who were now vigorously slamming against each other. He was looking only at me. It made me even wetter seeing how much he desired me and I began to regret not wearing panties tonight because I was now ruining his trousers.
But the other people in the bar made me self-conscious about what I had in mind so I let his jacket d**** between us. I pressed closer to him and whispered in his ear, “I want straddle your cock and fuck you right now while we watch that couple on stage”
Without giving him a moment to react, I unzipped his trousers, reached in and managed to pull free his throbbing member. God damn, it seemed even bigger than in the bathroom yesterday! I began to pull on it in short quick jerks, the purple head of his cock already slick and shiny with precum.
I didn’t care anymore about the other couples in the bar seeing us. I was just so fucking aroused by the pair screwing on stage and his god damn, giant cock in my hands. I spit on it and began stroking it long and slow, careful to run my hand over the taut skin of the head each time. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see some couples had gathered around the pair performing on stage. They were all naked, imitating every one of their moves.
“Ahhhhhh.” The sound drew my attention back to Ric, responding to my hand movements, so I increased the pace.
I edged closer to him, pulled his legs from around me and hopped in his lap. Staring into his eyes, I rose up, grasped the head of his cock and guided it into my dripping hot snatch. His eyes widened and a soft puff of air escaped his mouth as the lips of my pussy enveloped the bulging head of his cock.
“Ric, fuck you feel so big,” and pushed downward taking half his enormous length in my fiery tunnel.
“Eve, Jesus god,” he whispered in my ear as I began to fuck him.
Yes, I was fucking him! Funny and sexy and pervy all those months on the internet, so hot. He had looked after his own needs, sure, but also mine. Willing to give me a camsex show even if I couldn’t; sometimes when my husband was right next to me watching TV and once at work at my computer station. Now I was going to reward him in every way... and myself!
Up and down in slow strokes until I was so wet I could manage the rest of him, I then pressed him fully inside. How he stretched me, the pressure of him inside, the feeling of his hard member sliding past the lips of my cunt. I felt his whole body stiffen against me and his eyes were mere slits. I increased my pace, now keeping his whole length inside, just rubbing my clit against the base of his cock.
So many couples had to be fucking on stage now because I could hear moans and grunts over the soft jazz playing, even at this distance. I was so damn turned on that in less than a minute my whole body flushed up to my neck, the tips of my ears burned, my pulse pounding in them.
I gasped out, “Ahh, so hot,” and shaking, my stomach clenched like a fist and one after another orgasms raged through my body. Trembling, I collapsed for a moment against his torso, sweating, heart pounding as if it would leap through my chest at any moment.
I felt a gentle hand caress my face and he lifted my chin and kissed me deep and long. I realized I had tears running down my cheeks as he gently wiped them away. As he opened his mouth, I expected some comforting remark but instead he said the oddest thing, “Darlin’ Eve, that’s one of three.”
I looked at him and puzzled asked, “I don’t understand.”
“Really, after all the times we talked about you having three orgasms the first night we were together?”
Then it hit me, “Yes, oh my god, yes. Can we?”
He laughed, “Can we… noooo… Can you?”
I looked at him, then we both looked at the stage as clapping erupted. We were in time to see the female performer on her knees jacking the man. The spotlight caught the glimmer as a last stream of cum shot out and hit her in the face. I felt Ric jerk, his rod-stiff dick jammed inside me, and remembered he hadn’t cum and was likely frustrated. I played with his balls a bit, “Ric, I have a surprise for you.”
His brow furrowed, but his chest began heaving, I guess in anticipation of me kneeling down to suck him off. He tilted his head and his lips quirked up in a question. “What?”
“You said one time that you could imagine only one thing tighter and hotter to fuck than my pussy, remember?”
.
His mouth gaped open in a silent but questioning, “Ooo?”
I lifted up and saw his cock was well lubed by my own juices but wanted to take no chances so spit in my hand and rubbed it all over. Then I grabbed the head of his prick and inserted it into my tight asshole. Never had I let my husband do this. This was for Ric and only Ric.
“Ah Jesus Eve! I remember! Fuck me!”
I had practiced with progressively larger dildos for weeks on the one-in-million chance he would agree to meet me on my trip to New York. And tonight, knowing we would meet, hiding from my husband in the hotel room bathroom, I had cleaned and stretched and lubed my asshole off and on for hours before the limo arrived. Now was the pay off. I grabbed his cock with both hands to steady it and then pushed down as hard as I could.
He grunted as his cock flexed trying to penetrate. I pushed outward to open up my hole and then sat harder on his cock taking its bulbous head and two inches of the shaft.
“Fuck Ric. It’s like trying to swallow a god damn pumpkin.”
Despite how wonderful it must have felt, bless my good-hearted Ric, he rasped out, “No Eve, it’s okay. We don’t have to…”
I pushed down harder taking another couple inches. He’d told me an asshole feels different, gripped him tighter, felt even hotter than a pussy. He let out a massive groan, long and low. It literally made me shiver and I momentarily clenched my sphincter, stopping the inward progress.
Listening to him grunt, I burst out, “I’m going to make you fuck my ass good!”
His eyes lit up and he grabbed my hips shoved me down, trying to f0rce his cock ever deeper. It burned inside where he had penetrated despite all my preparations but I wanted to give this man all the pleasure I could. I rose up and thumped down even harder and to my surprise I took all nine inches inside me. I felt so full, my whole lower body a solid block of flesh.
“Fuck!” exploded from his mouth. I’m sure it was heard across the entire bar but I didn’t give a damn. His excitement boiled up in me, made me blush from my labia to my ears and seemingly on to the ends of my hair.
I lifted up exposing the tip of his cock and gradually sat back down. God it felt like my asshole would tear at the thickness of him and it still burned. So I reached into my clutch purse and pulled out one of the two things inside, lube. I pulled off him and squirted half its contents on his throbbing cock and then sat down again. This time he slid in, slick-easy, but still so fucking big.
“Eve, you have no idea how that feels,” and then he let out a low slow moan. But my gorgeous man, even in his ecstasy looked out for me and began to fondle my breasts and play with my nipples. I felt my clit begin to grow hard and actually throb.
Up, down, up, down. I rode his full length. I could feel my asshole clamp on him tight on each down stroke, feel the heat of him grow, the pressure of his cock stretching me even further as he approached orgasm. I was bounding on his lap now like on a pogo stick, no thought to the other people fucking in the bar. My hands were on his shoulders using them for leverage during each up and down stroke.
He shifted his hands down to my clit. One was pulling back the hood while the thumb of the other was rubbing it wildly. No need for a gentle touch now!
“Ric, I want your cum in my ass… and… make me cum again! “
Eyes closed, he must have heard because his thumb flicked even faster. I was so close. Through the palms of my hands on his shoulders I felt him stiffen, his body start to jerk. The expression on his face told me he was so close, such a turn on to watch a man respond to me this way. So I began to pound his cock in my ass as quick and hard as I could. He spasmed, the veins in his neck bulged.
“Ahhhh…. Ahhhhh…. Uh… uh… uh…” and his whole body bucked on the stool.
But he never stopped thumbing me even while he cummed. When I felt his thick fluid leaking out of my ass, I orgasmed. Not some soft little thing from a vibrator, alone in bed while my husband was busy at his computer. No, my entire body rocked! My stomach muscles rippled, my pussy and asshole clutched and I shot a stream of pee all over us. I didn’t care! I couldn’t do anything but shake and tremble and then collapsed in his arms.
Both panting, my head on his chest listening to his heart pounding, we didn’t say a word for a full minute. Then he whispered in my ear, “That’s two, my dear,” and we broke out in laughter.
Hester
- 06.08.2020
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