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 ASSTR;'Tina.txt'{Bunyip}(FM)[1!1] Subject: Tina
Date: 27th Nov 2005
From: Bunyip
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Archive: AASTR/Authors/Aussie_Bunyip
CAUTION: This story contains adult themes not appropriate to minors.

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=== Tina by Bunyip

   When we were first married, we had sex every night, and often during the
day as well.  At times we woke up early, and horny, and the sex just
happened.  Then after we were married five years or so, I began to notice
things slowing down, and I went back to stroking myself on the toilet as it
was the only time I got to do it alone.

   One afternoon, an hour or so before I expected my husband home, I sat
down on the toilet leaving the toilet door wide open.  I peed and then
wiped myself, but felt strangely aroused, and was stroking my twat before I
even realised what I was doing.  I loved to feel the pubic hair bristling
under my fingers, and loved to feel my fingers brushing my hair.  My twat
was warm and sensitive and I knew I wanted some attention.

   My legs seemingly fell agape and my hand roamed all over my fluffy cunt,
tickling, teasing, coaxing it to become wet and peel apart of it's own
making.  Soon it was also gaping open and my fingers brushed the hair apart
to let my inner lips out.  They were already moist and puffy as I begun
tugging on them, pulling them out of my slit, pulling them apart,
stretching them until they tingled.

   My longest finger slid between them and touched my pee hole first, and
that felt nice so I massaged it a little, and then rubbed it hard for a
moment feeling like I would get off if I continued.  I didn't, or at least
I decided to move on before anything had happened, and I found my finger
tickling my cunt opening, my legs yawned even more, and I thrust my pelvis
up to my hand.

   I pulled my flaps again, and then found my clit, and pulled on her as
well.  She is about the same size as my nipples, but maybe a tad longer,
and I treat her the same way.  I squeeze her, and tweek her, tug her and
roll her between my finger tips.

   When she's really turned on I can stroke her like a small cock, and
sometimes I like to just catch her between my middle fingers and then rub
my flaps, and the gap between them with my finger tips while I stroke my
clitoris between my fingers.  Sometimes I get off really fast that way, and
sometimes I can stroke like that seemingly forever, starying on the edge
for an hour or more.

   This time I had slipped my middle two fingers even further down with my
vagina taking them up to the first knuckles but with dear clitty between my
fingers, right up to the web between them.  My other hand was tugging my
pubes but then I did something I had never tried before.  I tickled my butt
hole, and found that I liked it very much.

   So as you might guess I tickled my anus as I stroked my clitty and
cunny, and I got off very fast, but kept at it while I rode the wave of
excitement, and soon found myself cumming again.  It was fantastic and I
wanted to try some more butt work, but when I went to get up I saw my
husband standing in the doorway watching me.  He wasn't upset or anything
like that, but sure had a erection inside his trousers.

   I went red, and must have looked like a shy schoolgirl for awhile, but
then I told him I was horny, hot for him, and I needed to do something
urgently, but he just smiled and told me that he had tugged off in the
bathroom a few times himself.  I didn't realise at that point that he meant
almost every day!  He flipped his cock out of his pants and showed me how
hard it was already, then as if to show off to me he stroked it as he
slowly came toward me.  I frigged myself again and this time I come very
nicely, and very quickly.  The sight of his cock swelled up in his hand was
awsome and I spread wide open so he could see me with my fingers in my
soggy hole.

   I didn't care for sucking on him, though I liked doing it, and I liked
feeling like I was in control over him, powerful and dominating him, I just
didn't like getting a mouthful of his bitter come.  It's not polite but he
tastes simply awful!  Still he was happily stroking away and so was I and
we were both getting close to coming so I said so.  My legs were stretched
widely apart and my fingers were burried in myself, squishing and slopping
away, I come and I took my hand away so he could see me, and he commented
on how much "stuff' come out of me.  I hadn't noticed before but this time
I was creaming up a storm, and it drained from me and dribbled over my
anus.

   Now that was sexy to me too, but John simply stroked harder and in a
moment he was pumping his stuff into my yarning canyon, shooting my wide
open twat with his spurts.  I seemingly lifted my arse to catch his come
drops, and he gave me plenty to catch.  By now I had slumped down on the
toilet so my bum was against the front of the toilet seat, and John's cock
was mere centimeters from it, still making occasional smaff spits onto me.
I rubbed his come all over my cunt and then stroked his cock with my come
covered hands.  It felt like expensive silk, so soft and hot, and creamy.
Of course I was hot for more, as I always am, and John was still horny, but
with a fat ut soft cock hanging in his hand.

   He looked so desperate for real sex that I promised that I would be
ready for him as soon as he got it up again.  "No!" he said, he wanted me
top go right to the bedroom, come soaked and dripping from my twat with my
own come.  "Over the side of the bed-" he ordered in a manly, dominating
voice.  I wanted him to dominate me, and his masterful voice made me
tremble all over, especially between my legs!  I knelt beside the bed and
lay over it, and parted my legs so he could really see how horny, and soggy
I was.  Sometimes I'm a bit shy to let him see me down there, but I had
just been to the toilet, and I was empty and clean, except for the come I
had just manufactured!

   I didn't think he minded that, but I should have realised it was my
gooie mess that turned him on so much.  H was kneeling behind me almost as
I had gotten into position, and he started off by licking me from as low as
his tongue would go, right up and over my rose button.  His tongue against
my anus was so sexy, and something I don't remember him ever doing to me in
bed, or anywhere else.  He peeled my rump apart until I felt the tingling
sweet pain of it being stretched further than I wanted it to be.  Just a
little more and I would have screamed out, but he seemed to know just how
much he could do and still have me enjoy it.

   It seemed dirty to have my crotch so wantingly wide apart, but it was my
husband doing it to me, and I looked forward to having his tongue make
another trip over my anus, and it did.  In fact it made so many trips over,
and around, my anus that I found him almost getting me to an orgasm,
without any attention to my twat.  What I was really ready for seemed to
somehow come into his mind at that very same moment and I felt his finger
invading my bumhole, nasty thought, but wonderful feeling.  He scratched
itches that I really hadn't considered until that moment.  God it felt good
to have his finger nail tease my anus just before it plunged inside me.  He
slowly felt around inside, but it was the back and forth tugging on my
rectal ring that had me on the verge of comming in next to no time.  I
wanted to come, and I wanted him inside me, and I wanted to feel him coming
deep up inside me, splashing his hot come against the back wall of my cunt.

   He finger fucked my arse until I did come, and it felt good, but now I
wanted him to fill my cunt with his cock, and I was hoping for it to be
big, "fucking huge" in fact.  I wanted his cock to almost split me when it
went in, and I wanted it to fill me up right to the back of my twat.  I
wanted to feel his big balls against my pussy, getting the stuff squeezed
out of them, squeezed right up into my hot little hole.

   I forgot he was playing around with my anus, it just felt like there was
a party going on back there and everything was getting involved in it.  "Oh
please, fuck me now!" I begged of him, and before I had even thought about
his finger in my bum, out it came with a cute little pop, like a cork from
a champaign bottle, and I felt his cock swipe through my soggy wet slot,
settle against my steaming little anus, and plunge right in up to the
second ring of muscle.  He wasn't going to get that thing in there I
thought to myself, unable to open my mouth in time before he pushed me up
against the bed, and with a protesting squeal I accepted his cock into my
rectum.  It was more of a shock than anything, and I simply let him do it
without as much as a "Wait on there pardner!' or even a "OK but go slowly!"
I simply let out a squeal and it was all over, and his newly hardened cock
slipped up inside my arse like it belonged there.

   It felt naughty, to be sure, and it felt so damed tight I swear I
thought I'd be split in two, but it felt so damn sexy to have him right up
inside me, all of him, and to be filled full of cock just like I had
wished. My hand went to find my clitty and I frigged clitty while her
rammed me from behind.  I was his bitch for real, I bent there on hands and
knees while he fucked me from behind doggy style.  His red hot cock filled
my tight arse and his balls slapped against my pussy like coconuts in a
hurricane.  I come I don't know how many times, and he fucked me longer and
harder than ever before.  My arse had forgotten how to hurt, and learned
how to feel real good, and I wanted it to feel that way as a normal part of
out sex life.

   John stiffened and his cock plunged deep up inside me, his balls mashed
against my screaming wet cunt, and he unloaded with long, strong spurts
that filled me up, making a hot puddly way up inside me somewhere.  I
gripped the bed covers in my clenched hands a the strangest feeling came
over me, an orgasm, in my bum!  I tweaked and pulled at clitty and my
vagina joined in as a nervous trembling sensation flowed throughout my
body, hard to explain, but really nice to feel.  John knelt behind me
panting, and I realised that he was well and tryully fucked!  I guess that
I was as well.  Well I felt his cock weaken, shrink, and finally fall out
of me, and John rose and went to the shower with me in tow.  It was great
sex, and we giggled in the shower about ho naughty it felt, to both of us,
and John finally told me that he had always wanted to do it like that, but
until that night had never gotten up the urge.
   Well I hope he has many more urges like that!  Cheers from Tina!