Argued ass.

Despite the fact that my husband liked it when I uncorked his ass, he was very rare for me. However, just like me. I was very afraid that if I often give my husband in the back hole - it will stretch, become not so attractive, the member will not be there so narrowly, and this hole will not deliver to men, and so much pleasure to me as it delivers now. In addition, I was terribly afraid of cracks, the risk of hemorrhoids, and in general was sure that even anal sex is terribly pleasant to both - it does not carry anything useful, which means that it is necessary to practice it rarely and in the mood, like dessert. Probably the husband followed the same thought. Because all my attempts to break through to his sweet ass - stopped at the root. Only occasionally, when he was drunk, I managed to fool around with a finger during a blowjob, but there was no question about any toys or games like the first time. The unavailability of his ass inflamed me even more. Therefore, I was ready for almost everything to get to it. And yesterday paid for it.

Somewhere about a month ago, a friend gave me a cool expensive blouse. And I decided to wear it for the holiday. I will not describe the holiday myself, I will just say that the company has picked up a disgusting, boring mood, there was no mood, although the husband tried to entertain me the whole evening, the mood was dull. And when someone drunk stumbled, and, falling, grabbed hold of my blouse, tearing it up - I almost burst into tears. He kicked a drunken man somewhere under the table, and her husband, hugging me, soothed me, persuading me not to be sad that the blouse was nothing, and he would buy me the same new one tomorrow.

- Do not buy!

Sobbing, I explained to him.

- I promise, in the evening you will have exactly the same jacket.

- Not a jacket, but a blouse ... See, you don't even know what it's called ... You don't know where to buy, and you don't even know my size!

- I bet buy it !?

He clearly decided to stir me up in any way. Looking at his deliberately cheerful face, I decided to use the situation to the fullest.

- I bet!

- For what?

He asked a completely natural question.

I beckoned him with my finger so that the people around him would not hear, and in my ear I offered him the conditions:

- If you don’t buy it tomorrow, then your ass will be in my power in the evening, I will rassfire it so that you will not be able to sit! And if you buy - then I myself will give myself in the ass.

- I agree!

Exclaimed husband. Friends at this time built assumptions on what we argued with him. The most popular was the topic of latex, handcuffs and whips. We joked together, and I must say, the mood really rose. And when I overthrew two more sambuks in myself, the world began to play with new colors.

In the morning my husband went to work, and I managed the house. And somewhere at two o'clock on the phone I fell SMS. “Prepare your ass, honey! In the evening she will have a hard time! ” I could not believe my eyes: How could he, in all the unimaginable number of shops and boutiques, find exactly the same blouse. Therefore, she sent him the answer "I demand evidence." After that I received an MMS, where exactly such a blouse was really laid out on the table. And when he came home - it turned out that he also guessed the size. In general, my ass had to take the rap for my arrogance.

Before I could verify the authenticity of the blouse, I felt his palms on my buttocks.

- Well, my dear, I have a bet - pay ...

He whispered in my ear and turned to him. He pulled the gown over his belt, unleashing it, moving his palms from his chest to his shoulders — dropped him to the floor. I remained naked in front of him. Kissing on the lips, so much so that my head was already spinning and my legs began to weaken, he pressed on his shoulders and made me kneel in front of him. I understand the hints, so he instantly found himself without pants, and his dick was already caressed by my mouth.My dear, lounging in an armchair, with pleasure contemplated our reflection in the mirror wall of the cabinet. And there was something to see. Standing in front of him on my knees, swallowing his dick, I otklyachila ass, just in the direction of the mirror. And it was just perfectly visible in all details.

- Work, work, do not be distracted.

The husband said, and putting my hand on the back of my head, began to regulate the pace. As always, having gotten a cock in my mouth, I started up a lot. My cock moved in my mouth, all sorts of vulgar thoughts swelled in my head, and my pussy began to moisten.

Aggravated the case of his team: "Spread the ass ... Wider ..." "Massage the anus outside," "Fuck pussy." And the like. Representing what view opens to him - I flowed even more. The entire crotch was already wet, and moisture ran down the legs. I felt it on my fingers, when, under his orders, I caressed my pussy. After enjoying some time with a blowjob, darling put a lubricant in my hand.

- Well, brush your ass well and insert your index finger.

"Well, it began" - I thought. And she, having squeezed out more lubricant on a finger, began to richly lubricate the anus ringlet. (I work as a massage therapist in a beauty salon, so my nails are always short and trimmed, so I was not afraid to get hurt) Naturally, I did all this to the touch, because no one would let me out of my mouth. Soon, the middle finger of my right hand parted the sphincter ring, plunged inside. First, shallow, just one phalanx. Then adding grease, I again put it in my ass, and after a minute - he was already easily moving inside of me, without delivering discomfort, only pleasant sensations.

- Good slut ...

My husband patted my head approvingly.

... - Add a second!

He was completely absorbed in the contemplation of my ass, into which I, having added lubricant, began to screw in two fingers already. And when they no longer met resistance, they easily slid back and forth, my darling patted me on the ass with a dildo and said: "Hold on."

I am a quick-witted girl, so I slowed down the pace of work with the tongue (I must say, my cheekbones are already tired, and the tongue began to get tired), I began to screw the vibrator into my ass. Thank God, my dear tormentor chose the thinnest of our arsenal of toys. After two fingers, he entered relatively easily.

- Turn on!

The husband ordered, and when the device buzzed in me, he pulled the penis out of my mouth, operas me on the back of the chair with his stomach, and in one motion, entered my squishing pussy. I already gasped from this. My pussy had been flowing for a long time, like a Niagara Falls, and so I let it in easily, but then my ass was bursting with a vibrating toy, so the member entered tight, I could feel its every wreath, head bulge. The vibration was transmitted through a thin wall and penis, and from such a double penetration all sensations intensified a hundredfold. Dear, apparently also liked it, he even stopped for a few seconds, and then began to move in me, making long sweeping pushes. From the surging feelings, I nibbled the back of the chair. Itself not own - podmahivala him, sitting down deeper. During each push, his tummy pressed on the vibrator protruding from my butt, driving him deeper and deeper. And only the testicle shaped stop did not let the toy fall into me. I imagined that two lovers were fucking me at once, at the same time in both of my holes, and I just went crazy with excitement. In the suddenly sharply narrow vagina, and even feeling the toys vibrating through the septum, the husband also could not stand it for long. Having completed a dozen two or three frictions, he stiffened, suddenly began to move quickly, quickly, from which I almost lost my mind, and I felt a pulse of his cock, firing sperm inside me. From this I almost finished myself, but he, the bastard, suddenly stopped dead, and to my great disappointment, his dick left my cave. I, not knowing what to do, ...