Message-ID: <60381asstr$1277266203@assm.asstr.org>
From: antaeusq <antaeusq@gmail.com>
Mime-Version: 1.0
Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 22 Jun 2010 13:59:42 +0000 (UTC)
Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com
Injection-Info: 6g2000prg.googlegroups.com; posting-host=71.112.40.244; 
	posting-account=GW6qJQoAAAAZvg-hAnqe7-XkAdm8L-TL
User-Agent: G2/1.0
Subject: {ASSM} Wifey (M/F, Oral, Anal)
Lines: 264
Date: Wed, 23 Jun 2010 00:10:03 -0400
Path: assm.asstr.org!not-for-mail
Approved: <assm@asstr.org>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d

Wifey
by AntaeusQ

"Oh, Sharon, what are you wearing?" I asked, as soon as I entered the
house. My wife stood in front of the door in a fancy cocktail dress.
The black outfit clung tightly to her body, cutting off just above her
knees. Black high-heeled shoes made her taller than she was, at five
feet-four inches. She glittered like a jewel. My heart skipped a beat,
just as it did that first night I met her at the stripper bar.

"I got a new dress, Tim" she said, fanned out her long arms and then
rested her hands on her hips. "How do I look?" Like she wasn't working
with fire.

She thrust her hip out, and hung her arm limp. She waited on my
answer.

"Incredible, baby. Just incredible," I said, stuttering over my words.
"I mean, like wow."

She beamed. That's just what she wanted to hear.

"Oh, honey," she said. "You don't think I'm getting to old or too
fat?" she asked, playing a refrain from every woman's worst fears.

She had model-good looks, long curly red hair, and the perfect body
and the kind of face that made men fall hard. Thousands had seen, many
had pursued, some had even tasted of her sweet charms, but in the end,
she was all mine.

"Do you like it, Phil?" she asked. "I was walking through the mall and
caught sight of it. What do you think? Do you like how it makes me
look?" She smoothed the side of her hip. She didn't like that she was
filling out her thighs. But I loved it. I just had to keep the opinion
to myself. She was getting better with age. She was 32 now, about the
time most women start losing their looks. But she was getting finer
and finer.

I smiled. "Let me see. Turn around." I put my hand to my chin and
considered how much I wanted to fuck her.

She put out her arms and shimmied her shoulders, moving seductively in
slow rhythmic motions. She shifted on her feet, snaking her body and
teasing me with her knockout curves. She made a full turn and then
raised her porn-star tits. She gripped and squeezed the fellows.

I clapped my hands a few times, letting her know that she was a
winner. I walked up to her and politely teased one of her nipples.

"Ooooooooh, Phil," she said and melted under my hand. I reached for
the other and turned the soft mams. "Fuck. I love it when you do
that." She encircled her arms around my neck and I tasted the honey-
sweet taste of her lips. "Mmmm," she said and squeezed my ass.

"How long do you think you can keep on that dress?" I asked.

She closed her eyes. "Not very long, I hope."

She opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue, flashing it in quick
darts. When we first met, I was impressed by her power to make me cum
just by her tongue in my mouth. Not many women can do that. I fell in
love with a stripper that night and I told myself I'd make her my wife
some day. The memories came rushing by as our tongues played with each
other. Our hungry mouths exploded in a burst of uncontrollable lust.
My hands traced the form of her supple, undulating body.

"The dress is nice, but you know what?"

'What?" she said, licking my throat.

"I don't think you need a dress." I said, rubbing the soft flesh of
her arms. "I don't think you can improve on the body of a woman who
has it all." I pulled down one strap and then the other. She stood
motionless. With a tug, the dress fell away from her breasts, exposing
the white tit flesh and the coral-pink of her swollen nipples. Her
cheeks flushed red. "That's more like it."

I took each globe and sucked on their sweet buds. Her body convulsed.

She pulled me closer to her and clawed at my back with her sharp
manicured nails.

"I need you, Phil. I've been waiting for you all day, thinking about
you. Thinking about how I was going to give myself to you."

My hands moved up and down the fabric covering her excited ass. She
swished her bottom from side to side. I clutched her still and lifted
the hem of her dress. I clapped her on her naked ass cheek.

"Ouch, fuck yes. Spank me, daddy. Spank your bad girl. Spank her
good."

I kneaded her ass cheeks and she pulled me in tighter, smashing our
bodies closer together. I pinched her rump over and over again.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh," she said, locking her hand behind my neck. "Fuck,
that feels good." She flicked her tongue in my ear.

I fingered the top of her ass crack. She shivered, and collapsed her
head on my chest.

"My god," she said, as I probed her ass crack with my hand, tenderly
sliding my fingers down the dark crevice. She was a ball of raw nerves
in there. She fought the urge to turn her ass away and at the same
time compelled herself to take the pleasurable abuse.

I stared at her face. Perspiration dripped from her red freckled face.

"Mmmmmmmm, hunny," she said. "You sure know what a girl needs."

"Yeah. Having her ass worked over." I gave her a quick kiss.

She passed a hand over her forehead. Wet curls clung to her. She shook
her head.

"I want your fuck fingers inside of me." She licked her lips. "Please.
I want to feel you fuck my asshole. Everything that I am, my heart and
soul, this body, my tits, my ass, my cunt, everything. It belongs to
you." Her eyes pleaded.

"Okay, baby."

We walked over to a wall, where she supported her back, while we
kissed. I thought back on some of the wonderful memories we'd had
together.

On our first night, she sucked my dick and we fucked for hours. By the
second night, she was licking my asshole and I was fucking hers and
filling her with my seed, without a condom. Like I said, some things
are meant to be.

I lifted her dress up above her ass and around her waist, I pressed my
fingers into her yielding muscles, while she winced and begged me go
harder. I gave her a playful spank, and pinched her ass cheeks. I
rolled her ass between my hands. Sweat ran down her crack. I could
smell her fluids seeping out. I wanted to know, so I plowed through
the moss hair of her cunt and found her honey dripping cunt.

A breath escaped her lungs.  "Oh, my god," she said, shutting her
eyes. She was soaked. And she was ready.

I curled the finger and hooked her cunt, while my thumb nudged her
clit in circles. She panted and nodded in acceptance. She bit her
lower lip and breathed on my face. While I finger fucked her gooing
cunt, I shoved my tongue deep into her mouth.

"I'm all yours," she said. "Fuck me. Take me. Do whatever you want
with me."

"You don't mean that."

"I do. Do it," she said, insistently. "Anything. Do it to me."

I popped my finger out and wiped my hands on her thighs. I clutched
her waist and sucked on her neck.

"Oh, yes, like that," she said. "Just like that. "I want your tongue
in me."

I couldn't see her while she undid my pants. She yanked them down,
along with my underwear. I stepped out of them and took of my shirt.
She licked her lips, and we flew back together. I lowered myself, all
the while licking and sucking and leaving a trail of saliva down her
soft skin. My hands caressed and jiggled her pliant skin. Suddenly,
there I was, face to face with her sex reeking cunt. The smell was
sharp and intoxicating. I wiped the drool from my mouth.

She stared down expectantly.

"You want to?" she asked nervously.

I smacked my lips. We both knew it wasn't her cunt I was eating next.
She hummed a tune and swayed her hips from side to side, as she turned
on her feet. No it wasn't her tasty, magnificent cunt, it was her
equally delectable asshole. I blew into it and nudged my nose between
her pads.

"Oh, my god," she said and reached back with her hands to my head. She
pulled me tight into her. She shoved her ass hard against me and I had
to pull away to take a breath. Having taken a breath I pulled her skin
apart and licked furiously at her delicate sphincter.

"Aghhh," she screamed in pleasure. "Oh fuck, oh fuck."

Her nails dug into my scalp, but I didn't mind. I lapped and spat,
drilled my tongue like a probe, and pushed, rapidly invading deep into
her forbidden tunnel.

She spat out sweet obscenities, and begged me for more.

I plastered my mouth on her gaping asshole. And I ate.

"Shit!" she yelled and worked her cunt frantically. "Ooh, ah, uhuh. Oh
yeah," she said. "Eat my fucking ass, baby. Please my asshole. Oh
shit. Oh. Shit." She rocked hard. "Oh you fucker. Eat my fucking
hole.  Oh shit, oh shit. You're making me cum..."

She bucked hard. Her fingers flew in a fury of erotic action against
her clit.

"Come, baby. Come in my mouth," I said between sloshing my face in her
tongue ravaged asshole.

"Aghhhh," she said. "Deeper, just like that."

I fucked with sharp jabs from my tongue. My thumb joined her fingers
in her cunt.

"Auahhhh," she howled. "I feel like a bitch in heat."

I knew what was coming. She stamped her feet. "Ooh, shit," she said.
"Oooooooh."

I got up on my feet and pulled her hair with one hand, with the other
one I thrust three fingers and banged her ass as she exploded in
ecstasy. Her ass clenched and unclenched. My fingers slammed in and
out. Suddenly, her waters sprayed out of her cunt, down her leg and
onto the floor.

"I love you, Phil."

"And I love you, Sharon."

She lost all her strength and could no longer stand up. As she lost
her balance, I grabbed her under her tits and slowly took us down onto
the floor.

"Baby," she muttered, her sweaty face plastered on the floor. "Come
here." She was half way somewhere else, but she hadn't forgotten about
me. "Fuck me with your cock."

My cock was still hard. I got up on my feet and walked behind her. Her
gaping asshole started up at me. As much as I wanted to fuck her in
her shitter, the poor girl had suffered enough.

I grabbed her thighs and lifted them up into the air. She tucked in
her legs. Streams of her ejaculate clung to her reddish copper pubes.
Grabbing my cock, I kneeled between her legs and slowly lowered my
self over her ass. I pushed into her moist cunt and with a quick
plunge, my thick cock was in her. I fucked in and out in quick
rhythmic thrusts.

"Oh, mmmm, yesssss," she moaned.

Finally, with a few deep plunges, accompanied by utter joy, I was
grateful for my moment of release. I felt the semen course down my
shaft and with a jerk, spray plentifully inside her womb.

"Did you like it?" she asked, wearily.

I held her waist in a gentle embrace. "Yes."

Gradually, my dick withered, and along with loads of my semen, slipped
out of her delicious cunt.

Throughly spent, I wiped her bottom and then my cock with the black
dress that had gotten all of this started. For a few minutes more, I
admired her beautiful white behind, its perfect shape and size, and
how much I loved my wife.

She was asleep. I kissed her neck, and quickly joined her.

(c) AntaeusQ
http://antaeusq.blogspot.com/

-- 
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
| alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <story-submit@asstr.org>|
| FAQ: <http://assm.asstr.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-admin@asstr.org> |
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
|ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr.org>   Hosted by <http://www.asstr.org> |
|Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}|
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+