Fiancée for all III: Anal Attraction
With her peachy bottom propped up under a crimson satin pillow, my fiancée hiked her legs up high, exposing her tightest hole to her adoring crowd. She deftly grabbed the bottle of lube, squeezing out a fair amount and carefully massaging her butthole with it. Men and women alike took a sharp intake of breath as she slowly slipped a finger against her resistant ass, preparing herself for a much bigger intrusion. By this point, the cougar had left my side. Flirting across the room, she whispered a few words into your fiancées ear, before French kissing her deeply. The cougar drew a line with her tongue from my fiancee’s small but perfectly formed pair of breasts down to her fat and bright red clitoris, her teeth slowly teasing her nipples along the way. As the cougar slowly but surely began to rhythmically lap from the young woman’s demanding pussy, the collage-aged b*o she came into the room with appeared at the edge of the bed. Red faced and unable to speak between the throes of pleasure, my fiancée simply nodded as the b*o’s thick cock head inched closer to her petite ass. After drenching himself with a thick coat of lube, he pressed up against her tight entrance.
The cougar tilted herself to straddle my fiancée, giving the b*o more room to fully claim her. Her whole body jolted as the b*o eased inch after inch of his unprotected cock into her virgin ass and slowly but surely began to thrust. My fiancée bit down on the cougar’s flabby inner thigh as she opened herself up to an entirely new sexual experience, one she had deemed me unable to offer to her. The cougar distracted the young woman from the initial pain of her first real anal experience by grinding her aging pussy against her tongue, demanding that she part it to ingest the semen I had unloaded into her earlier that night. Sure enough, there it was. Thick globs of spunk dribbled from the middle-aged woman’s cunt and into my fiancées waiting mouth, as the b*o began to lose himself in the bestial nature of anal sex. His thrusts began to quicken as my fiancées sphincter began to acclimatize to the fat cock forcing itself in and out of it.
“Ruin me for him!” She howled through ragged breathes, staring daggers through my with naked contempt.
“You’re MINE” shouted the b*o as he slammed himself deep into her peachy bum, kissing her passionately as she willingly opened her most sacred of holes up to him, a stranger whose cock she had given more attention to than his face. The sweat glistening off his gym-molded abs dripped on to her erect nipples as her hips began to redden from the tightness of his grip.
It was all too much. Her nails dug deeply into his back muscles as he thrusted the entirety of himself into her for the final time, squirting deep into her bowels. The cougar’s tongue feverishly lapped at her pussy now as the cougar neared climax. Both women were talented bisexuals, the cougar’s the product of years of naughtiness at kickboxing training and my fiancée’s talented tongue the result of years spent at an all-girls boarding school. The b*o quickly withdrew, embarrassed by his brief performance, just as both women’s sexual satisfaction reached its noisy climax.
By now I was rock-hard again, but still my fiancée refused. Perhaps next time…