Her husband’s accidental penetration of her bottom during lovemaking shatters a woman’s reserve in bed, the incredible new sensitivity catapulting her into a world of unimagined delight.

I’m still stunned by the most erotic experience of my life. If we hadn’t shared a fortunate accident, my husband and I might never have discovered the pleasure of anal sex. Since I tend to be a little shy when it comes to lovemaking and David’s such a gentle lover, sometimes almost too worried about hurting me, neither one of us had introduced this very special variation into our lovemaking.

After four years of marriage and a year of premarital dating and sex, our initial passion had evolved into a kind of pattern. And I know a Tuesday-and-Saturday-at-nine routine can creep up on a couple without them even noticing, so I wanted to rekindle the fire we had known when we first met.

Our recent journey into sexual intensity began one evening when we turned in for our pre-sex snuggle. After kissing and caressing each others shoulders and nipples, our hands wandered downward in unison. David explored the moist folds of my pussy while l wrapped both hands around his cock in the way l know he enjoys. When we were ready for each other, he slid over me and slipped the tip of his cock into my pussy. l draped my legs over his shoulders so we could join our bodies as tightly as possible.

He lifted his hips to give me room to move. then plunged all of his delightful cock into me. It had been a few days since we made love, so we were both hungry enough to thrust against each other with unusual need. I have always loved the trim shape of my husband’s body and the way we fit together. I snaked a hand between us to feel ow· union, loving the heat and graphic picture my senses supplied my mind. The palm of my hand rested lightly on my clit, causing rhythmic tingles to zap through my cunt every time David’s thrusts rocked into me.

I was close to coming. Our pace had increased until we were nearly frantic and often missing each other’s rhythm. Suddenly David’s cock slipped out of me when I pulled away. 1 was slick by then, and my hips had tilted just enough so that when David lunged forward to reclaim my pussy, he missed, and the head of his dick plowed into my ass.

My breath left me immediately. David froze. An indescribably full feeling sailed through me. I struggled to overcome the shock of being penetrated in a place where I had never thought to feel the twinge of desire. With a whoosh I dragged air back into my lungs and almost lost it again when I felt my clit actually jump under my palm.

“Oh, honey, I’m sorry,” David whispered, then attempted to pull away.

Somewhere in the back of my head, a nymph emerged to tell me I had finally discovered a way to take our lovemaking to a new level. I practically dug my nails into his hip to keep him from moving. “No. I want it. Just like it is,” I said.

I opened my eyes to find my husband staring at me as though I had been transformed. We seemed to exchange more of ourselves in those seconds than we ever had before. David was obviously excited by my insistence, while I felt absolutely free from all the restraints that normally held me. I wanted more, and what I needed right then was to be fucked in the ass until 1 couldn’t think about what 1 should and shouldn’t do.

David leaned down and kissed me with such force that he nearly bruised my lips. He drove two more inches of velvet steel into my ass. then kissed me again. My fingers roamed from the tight fit of his dick. snuggled halfway into my upturned ass, to my slick pussy, then over my clit and back, to marvel at the feel of this virgin invasion. After the initial brief pain of our union. I relaxed my tensed muscles to let him all the way in.

I was so wet by then that there wasn’t any need for lubricant. My own personal essence coated my husband’s cock, making it easy for him to fill me completely. Each inch he fed my bottom made me feel he had given me all of it, and then he would surprise me by giving me more. The tightness of that new channel made it seem as though David had magically added girth to his already satisfying erection.

His belly pressed against my buttocks. “Oh, Lorraine, you are so tight,” he moaned against my mouth. I could only kiss him, opening my lips to take his tongue in. enjoying the sensation of having two places satiated at one time.

He drew away from me slowly, savoring the grip as my asshole reluctantly released him. Just when only the enlarged head of his cock was still embedded, he sank all of it back into me. 1 moaned my pleasure. At that moment I felt I was the sexiest, most desirable woman in the world. The slightly wicked aura of what we were doing heightened that feeling.

David had lost some of his gentle manner. as if this new aspect of sex had released him from his restrictions also. He barely gave me time to become accustomed to his girth in my nether hole. Once he was satisfied that having his cock in my ass was exactly what I wanted, and that he wasn’t hurting me, he started driving his cock harder. Each forward lunge of his hips set my ass quivering. At this point I was lying flat on the bed so that he could look down and watch us fucking. My hand had heeded its own will and my clit’s cry for attention. My fingers were absolutely drenched with our combined juices.

An almost unbearable orgasm was building in me. The sensations were so strong, half of me was dimly concerned that l would actually pass out. The other half was worried that the yawning feeling of being nearly ready to explode would never be satisfied. From far off, I heard myself talking in a way I never had before. “Fuck me, fuck me, harder, harder!”

That was au it took. “Oh, yes!” David roared, then pounded my ass with hammering thrusts that rocked my hips off the bed. I came in such a mind-blowing flurry that I couldn’t stop myself from gasping and crying. David pinned my shoulders by holding onto my arms. “Oh, do it again,” he urged, “cause I’m about to go! I want you with me.”

I hadn’t even started down from the heights to which he had thrown me. The throbbing pulse in my ass from David’s wild churning sent me right back over the edge. As I came, he joined me, giving one last surge to bury his cock to the hilt.

The fit was so tight, I could actually feel him coming in sporadic jolts.

I was so high that it took a while for me to become aware of my husband leaning over me, brushing my hair away from my damp forehead. “I love you,” he said. “I can’t believe that was us just now. Can you?”

“Let me find my way back into my body,” I teased, “and then I’ll be better able to say.” We rearranged ourselves to be more comfortable, resting happily in the aftermath of our passion. When we finally got up to shower together. there was a new tone of delight in our petting. We agreed, under the warm spray of the darkened shower, that neither one of us could be more contented.

When we awoke the next morning, I had a few misgivings about how David would think of me once the heat of the moment was over. He was different, but different in a way that made me feel even more cherished and special. The feeling of being closer as a result of our new intimacy lingered through the week. That week we made love more often than usual, talked over dinner in the evening the way we had when we first met, and caught up on neglected kisses.

By the time the weekend rolled around, I couldn’t face schlepping around the house doing laundry and running errands. I asked David to take me to the beach instead. He readily agreed that we deserved a break, and he set to packing the car with enthusiasm. In a very short time, we were headed down the highway. I snuggled under his arm and lightly stroked his bare thighs, liking the contrasting feel of his hair and the silkiness of his swimsuit. We were pleased to see that the beach wasn’t crowded and we could set up our chaise longues in an isolated spot. Then we went for a swim.

After frolicking for a while, we left the water and went to soak up some rays. David had put the tanning oil in the sun. so it was warm when he poured a puddle onto my back. His strong hands felt good as he spread the oil up over my shoulders, down my arms and across my back. He added more oil to his cupped palms, then started at my feet and worked his way up until he was stroking the backs of my thighs. All morning, enjoying the way his muscular shoulders accented his narrow hips, I had been fantasizing about fucking him. The inviting outline of his cock under his damp suit sent me back to daydreaming about his naked body and mine. The vivid picture of the two of us prompted me to part my legs enough for David to smooth the oil along the insides of my thighs and up to my pussy.

David’s slick hands wandered along the edges of my bikini bottoms, then slid under the elastic and up over my cheeks. I sneaked a look around me, then relaxed when it was clear that no one could see us. He kneaded my cheeks with firm strokes, slipping between my legs occasionally to grease my cunt and asshole with oil. I murmured a protest when he withdrew to resupply the oil. He laughed as I writhed around. “Impatient, aren’t you? Just relax, honey.”

He pushed my bottoms down so my pussy and asshole were bare, then poured more oil along my cleft. His warm hands returned, one underneath me to rub my clit while the other one probed at my small puckered hole. The oil had done its work-two of his fingers entered my ass easily. I jerked from my want of it. Within seconds I came, moaning uncontrollably into the towel I clenched.

I still wanted him. It was  evident from the bulge in his suit that he wanted me, too. I had already had the edge of my need dulled a little, but David was clearly uncomfortable. Neither one of us wanted to be caught fooling around in the sand by one of the beach patrols, so 1 straightened my suit and pulled his chair very close to mine. When my husband stretched out on his side, I could bend over slightly and suck his cock without being too obvious. As soon as my lips closed around his hard shaft, David wrapped his hands in my hair and urged me to take him even deeper in my mouth. “Now you’re the one who’s impatient,” I paused to say before giving him what he wanted. He pumped my mouth with the same vigor I knew he would soon be using to fuck my ass. I caught him as tightly as I could, trying to imitate the feeling we both craved. When he came, his satisfied cry was carried off in the sound of the waves.

We lingered on the beach for another few hours. The anticipation of what would happen when we got home was a constant source of arousal. By the time we decided to leave, my pussy was aching from the signals my ass kept sending. I wanted to be able to fly home instead of spending the thirty minutes it took to drive back.

We got home, and I practically ran into the house. David delayed for a minute and then followed me. I stopped to dump an armful of stuff on the kitchen counter and turned to go to the bedroom. Just as I headed that way, David came in, slamming the door in his haste. The only thing he was carrying was the bottle of oil.

My knees decided to give out on me, he looked so sexually intense. I grabbed at a chair. “That’ll be just fine,” he decided. It crossed my dazed mind that, from his predatory look, I had no reason to assume he would be gentle. I didn’t want him that way, either. I wanted him to consume me with passionate fucking.

He was beside me in an instant, pulling loose the strings of my top and quickly ridding me of !lie bottoms. His suit followed mine. With urgent hands he guided me further away from the chair so that I had to reach to grasp the back. He lifted me to the tips of my toes. David uncapped the bottle and liberally smeared a fresh coat of oil from my heavy breasts to my lower thighs.

More oil sloshed down the crack of my ass. His cock looked as if it were made out of iron as he slathered some oil along its dark-veined length. I wanted it in my ass that very moment. He moved up behind me to rub his cock along my cunt and up over my ass, where it nestled in the crevice between my cheeks. I tried to reach behind me to guide him where I so desperately wanted to feel him, but I couldn’t. “I know, baby, I know,” he groaned. With that he drove his oiled fingers into my cunt and aimed his erection at my back door.

The rounded head of his cock nudged my cheeks, then found its target. One twitch of my husband’s hips planted two inches of hot pleasure in my eager tunnel. The welcome feeling of being stretched and filled to the limit shot through me, forcing a moan from my throat. Another grinding thrust gave me still more of his glorious rod. I pushed back hard, wanting all of him in one motion. I exhaled in satisfaction as his cock slid all the way in. He started rocking. One arm encircled my waist to keep me pulled up against his body. As he fucked me, he alternately pumped my cunt with his hand. As our sexual tension increased, he changed to where both of my holes were being filled al the same time. I was almost mindless from the sensation.

“I can feel me fucking you,” he said hoarsely. All I could do was nod, too caught up in the feelings being generated from his double assault to speak. I thrust back again and again, increasing he speed of our fucking, wanting to hurl myself into the orgasm fast approaching. David knew I was about to lose control of myself. I could feel the muscles in my cunt and ass twitching in their own dance of desire. When I was sure I couldn’t stand another minute of hovering on the edge, I fell into a screaming, thrashing orgasm the likes of which I had never known. My dash into the abyss of delight tripped David’s own orgasm. He pounded into me as he came. When he had given me all his cream, David stretched out across my back to hug me close.

We were physically drained, panting for breath, and supremely satisfied. Once we regained enough of our scattered wits to be able to move, we stumbled into the shower to wash the oil from our glowing bodies. We kissed lovingly and spent the evening unable to tolerate being more than a few feet apart.

That night, as we held each other in bed, we marveled over how something as serendipitous as bad timing had brought us so much renewed desire. I told David how much I liked his abandon when we fucked. He confided that the thought of his usually reserved wife loving the feel of his thick erect cock in her ass made him far homier than he’d ever been.