Darlene was tending to something in the oven when I entered the kitchen. She was bent over, and my eyes were immediately drawn to her shapely ass. Man, she was one fine looking piece.

Apparently, she didn’t hear me approach because she jumped when I grabbed hold of her hips and pressed my front to her back.

She stood bolt upright, pushing her hair out of her face, and then punched me lightly in the arm.

“You could have pushed me into the oven! I could have died,” she said in mock indignation. But she was laughing, and by that point I was, too.

I squeezed her plush hips and kissed her mouth.

“I would never risk losing you — or your ass,” I said, sliding a hand down to cup her cheek. She laughed again.

“I see how it is. You just love me for my ass.”

“Well, in my defense, it’s a perfect one,” I told her.

She pulled a pan of brownies from the oven and then turned off the gas as she said, “I’d hardly call it perfect.”

I hauled her to me and rubbed

against her, so she could feel the hardness of my cock. I kissed her softly at first, then more intensely. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, and she responded in kind. My mind was completely focused on fucking her at that point. Well, to be more precise, fucking her ass.

I grabbed handfuls of her luscious bottom and squeezed. Darlene pressed her body against me. Her mouth slid along my throat, and my cock jumped.

She knew what I was after. She pushed her mouth to my earlobe and whispered, “If you eat my pussy good, I’ll let you take my ass.”

That was an offer I couldn’t refuse. I love eating her snatch, so it was a win-win situation for me.

“Bedroom,” I said. I took her hand and pulled her along with me as we hurried up the steps.

Once there, I tugged off her red sweater and then whipped off her bra. I bent to lick her nipples, making her practically purr. I cupped one breast in my hand and sucked her nipple hard. I bit the little nub and made her moan delightedly. Then I moved on to the other breast and gave it the same attention.

Holding the back of my head, she whispered, “You know I love it when you do that.”

I pushed my hand into her yoga pants and slid beneath her panties, searching for her clit. When my fingers found it, she moaned again. Then I pushed those digits inside her pussy. I pumped them in and out of her slick heat, making her gasp and wriggle. I kissed her again. But she pushed me back to unfasten my belt buckle and open my pants. Then we both rushed to get naked in a clumsy haste, and in the process I got tangled up in my pants, which she found hysterical.

While I was trying to escape my clothes, she grabbed my cock and gave it a few good hard strokes. That didn’t help with my concentration, that’s for sure.

But I kept my goal in mind: Eat her pussy, then you can fuck her ass.

My dick pulsed as I thought about sliding into her backdoor and the warm, tight grip of her hole.

I flung my pants aside and pushed

her back onto the bed. She hit the mattress with a bounce and a loud squeal. I dropped to my knees, grabbed her full ass and hauled her toward me. When her butt was perched on the edge of the bed and her long legs draped over my shoulders, I buried my face between her thighs.

Darlene pushed up to meet me, grinding against my face. I worked her clit with the tip of my tongue. As I flicked it, I teased her asshole with my fingertip. Her juice and my saliva slid from her cunt down her butt crack, helping me ease my way inside. Ever so slowly, I slipped my digit into her ass while I tongued her button.

She groaned and sighed as she tangled her fingers in my hair. Her tugging and animalistic noises fueled my arousal. My cock was pulsing and desperate to feel some friction. I pushed my finger into her deeper, while increasing the speed of my tongue.

She put both of her hands on my head and held me tight to her pussy, her back arching as she climaxed suddenly. I couldn’t have come up for air if I’d wanted to — but fortunately I was happy to be right where I was.

When her tense muscles finally relaxed, I went back at her with my tongue, moving lazy and slow. It only took a few minutes for her to come again.

I stood and pushed her thighs wide before I plunged my cock into her pussy. I kept my gaze on her pretty face, admiring her flushed cheeks. She chewed her lower lip adorably as I screwed her.

She finally manage to utter, “I thought you were going to fuck my — ”

“Shh. I will, but I want you to be out-of-your-fucking-mind horny.”

“Oh, I am.”

I rocked my hips from side to side

in the way that always gets her off. When she came again, her cunt quivered around my dick, which surprised me by providing a sudden wave of intense pleasure.

I pulled free of her and said, “Roll over.”

She got on her stomach without pause and pushed her gorgeous ass back toward me. I slid a finger into her pussy, gathering up some of her slick moisture. Then I pushed that same digit deep inside her back hole. I moved it in and out, before adding a second. I took my time; I wanted to be sure she was ready — really ready.

But when she pushed back toward me again, I knew I was good to go. My balls ached with the need to come, and my cock was beyond hard.

I placed the head of my cock at her asshole and pressed forward. She sighed as I entered her. I still took it slow, though, enjoying the feeling of

her body squeezing my shaft. I

grabbed ahold of her hips and pushed

in a bit farther.

“Yes, baby,” she said. “Fuck my ass.”

She knew how those words would affect me. She knew it would shut down my mind and ramp up my arousal. Without missing a beat, I rammed

home, feeling her velvety inner walls gripping me.

I held her steady as I drew myself out with exaggerated care. She tried to rush me, to get a good, fast rhythm going, but I wouldn’t do it. At least, not yet. I made her wait.

She pushed her hand beneath her body, and I felt the tickle of her fingers as they attacked her clit. Occasionally, she’d slip and graze my balls. Knowing she was working hard to get herself off while I nailed her made me hotter than ever.

Her impatience was infectious, and I started to fuck her faster. Every thrust brought me closer to bliss. She was so hot and tight, and she’d given herself over to me completely.

I kept hammering into her and felt her slide her fingers inside her pussy. Through that thin layer of flesh, I felt the drag of her thrusting fingertips against my cock. The double penetration made her back passage feel even tighter. I didn’t want to come too fast, but it was becoming difficult to hang on.

I shut my eyes, concentrating on everything I was feeling. Her body seemed to be hugging my dick even tighter. That told me she was going to come, and I wouldn’t be far behind her.

“You’re so big,” she said. “I love the way you fill me up. How it feels to have both holes stuffed full. I feel like such a dirty girl when you take me this way.”

Her voice trailed off as the sensations became too much for her. She had been talking, but it was like she wasn’t speaking to me at all.

Her body quivered around me, growing so tight I heard myself suck in a breath.

I trailed my fingers along her hips and thighs, my touch feathery-light.

She groaned and pushed back against me, and I felt her surrender — felt the ripple and clench of her around me as she came. She put her head down, her body shuddering and her arms trembling. She cried out loudly as she shook, the orgasmic spasms wracking her. She stayed down, head resting on bent arms, her ass held high. She was moving with me as I found a rhythm that would take me to the end. I dug my fingers into her hips as I pistoned in and out of her. I was rapidly approaching the point of no return.

My breath was puffing like a freight train, my cock stone-hard. I felt the sway and bang of my balls as I fucked her. I was locked in the vortex of my own pleasure, and every time she made a soft sound of submission, arousal burst through me like a flare.

She raised herself off the mattress and turned her head, her dark hair falling away from her face as she said, “Come for me. Come in me.”

I held my breath, feeling the tingling beginnings of an orgasm swirling within me. I only made it a few more strokes, and then I was gone, pumping her full of cream. My body jerked wildly against hers, and I gripped her so tight I feared I’d leave marks on her pale skin. I bucked against her and heard her sigh. I felt the wetness of my load leaking from her. Only when my cock started to grow soft did I pull free.

Times like these were always intense, and I hated to see them end. But I knew we’d soon make more memories.

I bent over her and kissed the top of her head. She was breathing nearly as hard as me.

I hadn’t anticipated cooking up such hot encounter. But how can I help it when my wife is such a dish!