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My husband is very gentle and experienced in sex; even anal sex is amazing with him…

My husband knew and encouraged my love for variety and newness of sensations in our intimate life, so one day in the heat of the passion he offered me to try anal sex. This strange desire quite surprised me. Why in my ass, too, if my mouth and pussy bring more than enough pleasure? It’s a strange and doubtful amusement, since I have much more usual and very interesting place between my legs. Of course it’s nice when he tongues my asshole, presses it with his fingers tenderly and softly, like a button. But I can hardly imagine and understand how his huge hard dick would fit such a narrow, small hole.
So I declined this questionable experiment, and my husband, of course, didn’t insist. Later he never mentioned, as if nothing ever happened. Sometimes we watched porn and I started to pay attention at the scenes of anal sex, especially at the women’s behavior and reaction. It is clear, that most was cut and simulated, but nevertheless I was positive that most women liked it, and some of them even truly enjoyed. Then there was something in anal sex I hadn’t known or understood. I became interested.
So one day the thing I avoided before happened. Accidentally, easily, and naturally.
My husband favored me with a very rough orgasm with his tongue, and just after that I opened for him my hot juicy pussy. He penetrated me, we united, interflowed, interlaced in our passionate desire. I lay under my husband, under his ingrained bumps, in his tight embrace, being kissed and caressed. I was burning hot and excited. I winded him round with my legs, slipped my hands to the most interesting and hottest of our passion place. As if I saw the details of our love game with my fingers. My opened lips trembled, letting his hard powerful dick inside my wet hot deepness.
I went into ecstasies fast, too fast. I leaked and oozed, so my juice appeared everywhere on my pussy lips, spread by his dick. Soon my husband started shaking and moaning, too. He poured out inside me with a whole stream of love nectar. Everything inside me was filled. And his insatiable penis kept diving inside that full bowl. I was literally leaking. I hugged his loving dick with my fingers, tenderly pressing my pussy lips against it. He slipped and dived inside me without any efforts. Everything, absolutely everything was flooded with the juice of our love, more and more was splashing out. Sheets under me were totally wet. How much and how wonderful! And we wanted to enjoy more, to play again. Having dived several times inside my bowl, my husband raised a bit; his wet, covered with our juices dick slipped outside, caressed me with the fool length of its hot hard flesh, smearing that fantastic plenty all over me, and dived inside my pussy again. Dipped into me, emerged, slipped over me, dived and everything repeated again and again. My belly, hips, all the folds of my pussy and ass, everything between my legs was shining with the thick layer of dense moisture.
Then we turned around. My husband relaxed a bit lying flat on the couch, and I squatted with my back turned to him, separated my legs and leaned back on his hands. I caught the head of his penis with my pussy and started lower myself slowly. The deeper I let him in, the more juice he squeezed out my pussy. His dick was thickly covered with nectar.
I got myself more comfortable, spread my knees even wider, and raised myself. Swinging above his dick, I moved his head, and then his whole dick along the way from my pussy to my ass. I settled, caught the top of his dick with my open lips, sat on it, hopped a bit and raised myself again. I rubbed my belly against his slippery penis, traveled around it with my ripe clit and let the dick back inside me to draw some more juices from my full bowl.
The new amusement excited and carried us away, so neither me nor my husband understood how that thing happened.
I slowly lowered myself on his trembling excited dick just another time. And it entered me with its top, but totally different way. It didn’t slip inside me, didn’t drive all the way into my hot deepness, it just penetrated a bit, only with the top of the head. And then it stopped. In a burst of joy and passionate desire I started swinging and spinning on it, trying to clear the way inside. I was bending, spinning and swinging on his dick more, lowering myself a bit harder and a bit deeper until I felt that the head easily slipped inside. Only then I realized that I got to the wrong place. I got hafted on his dick with my asshole! And it was very, very pleasantly!
I twisted and moved my ass, my husband started to accompany me with light counter movements. Slowly and carefully I was crawling over his dick, lowering myself lower and lower. I was even surprised when I understood that I had already saddled and swallowed it up all the way through. But I wanted to sit on his dick again and again. It was unusually and unexpectedly good to feel it parting my ass, to sense how tight we united. And the more we moved, the more I liked it. I lost control and started the races. My husband moaned under me and when the hot stream poured inside my ass I heard his furiously delightful scream. Just then I came. We could definitely vanish after such an orgasm. So we did…

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