Then to her knees and mouth round my cock. So quick I was surprised. Then delighted as she sucked half inside. Her tongue seemed to be enormous as it washed my cock in her mouth. One hand stroked my cock, the other held my balls. Fabulous. Fucked her face then. As I held her head firmly her eyes looked up into mine. They seemed on fire. I felt as if I could go on forever. Two cums had made me much less liable to go of ‘half cocked’. I suppose I must have been quite brutal in fucking her face then. I could feel my cock hitting the back of her throat but she didn’t seem to mind as she let go of cock and balls and reached behind for my arse to pull me to her.

Then, oh god, then she swallowed my cock! I felt her nose nuzzling my pubes. God what a feeling! Pulling off she choked, “Oh fuck that is exciting.” The animal in me was close just then. Looking down I could see her red face, saliva dribbling from her mouth. She looked so, oh I don’t know the word, so absolutely given to pleasure that . . . Well I didn’t have time to think because she swallowed me again. Then back, gasping for air.

“Oh fucking hell,” she said breathlessly. “Is that good?”

I lifted her up, “Yes, bloody good but if you’re not careful you won’t get your arse fucked!” I said with a smile.

“Ooohhh, must have that,” she said playfully and dragging me to the bed. We fell about kissing, stroking and laughing. I ended up on my back and she ended up on top, sitting on me and rubbing her sex on my chest. She was bloody hot! She slid down my body until she trapped my cock between her legs pressing against her cunt. I could feel her heat on my cock as she bent and kissed me. I guessed what she wanted before she took me in her arse.

“Go on,” I said with a smile, “ride me!”

A sexy smile, “Can I?”

“For as long as I can manage,” I pulled her mouth to mine, “but remember. Arsefucking!”

“Mmm, I know,” and she lifted slightly to allow my cock to find it’s way into her delightful pussy. As she sank down on me she let out a long groan and a shudder rocked her body. I could feel the liquid of her cum flood my loins. Then she started to bounce, eyes wide, mouth open, obviously feeling intense pleasure. I’ve not know that many women but all of them have enjoyed this very much. She was no exception. After a while of ‘bouncing’ she leant forward and covered my mouth with hers, tongue pushing inside. Now she was moving back and forth, stimulating her clit I suppose, because, with another long sigh, she came again, finally whispering, “Oh fucking hell, that was good.” I just smiled.

“What now?” she said making to get off.

“No, stay,” I said with a smile, “just turn round.” She looked puzzled then realised what I meant.

“Why?”

“So I can see that delightful arse of yours.” I could see her mind working. She can’t have been very experienced because she didn’t seem to see what would happen.

“All right,” and she turned. God that was good! I think she enjoyed the different feeling of my cock in her cunt this way and she started to bounce again, leaning forward and exposing her arsehole. I don’t think she did this on purpose but hell was it sexy! What a sight! I’ve said she wasn’t small. Her hips were broad and her arse wasn’t small but very, very shapely. Full, round, firm cheeks that were now parted to show the valley between.

Time to begin! Reaching forward, I squeezed her cheeks, kneaded and stroked. They felt wonderful. She enjoyed it as well. Turn her head and smiling, “Oh good, good. That is nice. Harder!” It wasn’t long before another shower of female juice flooded my cock and balls, brought on I suspect by my finger stroking her tight little anus. Now she was still. A little tense and I began to explore her arsehole.

Look, I said I’d never had anal sex before and that’s true. I had played about a bit there because my ex enjoyed having her arsehole teased. Now I just stroked my finger, wet with saliva of course, back and forth across that tiny star. She leant forward and relaxed. It was difficult to concentrate with my cock still buried in her pussy. It seemed alive – I suppose she must have been excited all the time.

More saliva and she was nice and wet now. Time to probe! I circled her anus a few times the pushed gently at the muscle. “Time to open up,” I said with a smile as she looked back in surprise.

“I haven’t done this before you know!”

“I know – we’ll take it slow. If you say I’ll stop. OK?”

“Mmm, go on then,” and she opened her ring and pushed back slowly. My middle finger slid in to the first joint. “Ooooohhhhh, that feels . . . strange.” My ex always enjoyed this – no further but she would cum just with my finger in her arse. Bet she took him there! Forget your bloody ex idiot!

“OK?” I asked and started to finger fuck her arsehole. No deeper, just a gentle movement.

“Mmm, nice. I like that. Oh yes, yes.” A bit quicker now and just a bit deeper. She was beginning to move on my cock again obviously enjoying the feeling of cock in cunt and finger in arse. Her movements were taking my finger in deeper and, I must admit, now I was having trouble holding on. Still, needs must where the devil drives! I wanted my cock in her arsehole so I had to hold on.

Now I began to fuck her arse deeper until, without a murmur from her, my finger was in as far as it would go. Two fingers, could she, would she? Well she wanted her arse fucked so . . . Took my finger out and coated it plus forefinger with saliva. Then realised I sucked my finger out of her arse. No taste? What had she done. Oh well, no problem.

Back to her arse. Her tight anus. She’d looked back when I took my finger out, watched me suck the two fingers, so she knew what was coming. “OK?”

“Mmm, try. Oh god this is so bloody exciting!” I’d go along with that! So now two fingers. She opened this time and the tips slipped inside. “Oh god, bloody hell.” This as she moved back slightly, accepting the fingers to the first joint. “Oh my god. Oooohhhh!”

Well! The ring of her anus was tight around my fingers. I couldn’t help wondering how it would feel around my cock and had a sudden crisis. Hell, I hoped I could hold off until I finally fucked her arse properly!

“OK? Shall I stop?”

“Not on your bloody life,” she said breathlessly. “Oh god that feels . . . funny. Big too.” Then she turned her head and said, coyly would you believe, “I wonder if your cock will fit in there?”

fuck. Taking this for approval I pushed my fingers deep into her arsehole. She yelped then stilled – getting used to it I suppose. The view was exquisite and, I suppose I should have realised, I could feel my fingers on my cock still lodged deep in her cunt. Suddenly the picture of an intense DP filled my head and I had another crisis. What would that feel like?

Moving now, fingers sliding back and forth as she fucked her cunt on my cock and her arse on my fingers. Another gush! Hell she was one hot little lady. Well, perhaps not little but bloody hot! It was becoming too much. I had to get my cock into that tight arsehole but I knew I had to be slow. I’d seen enough anal sex on film to know that a woman (or man I suppose but I hadn’t seen any of that) can take quite a bit of cock up her arse but I supposed those girls were used to it. It seemed that they enjoyed it – don’t know really – but were well lubricated. Of course I knew that you had to use some lubrication. All I could think of was some Vaseline. I supposed that would do.

“I need to fuck that arse now – soon!” I managed to say breathlessly. I think she must have realised how close I was to orgasm because she quickly pulled off cock and fingers. She crawled up level.

“That was bloody good you know. You’re very good!”

Thankful for a moments relief I smiled, “You’re not so bad yourself!” That brought a sexy smile and a kiss. “Now,” I said throatily, “do you want you’re arse fucked.”

She smiled back, “I think I do. Your fingers felt good in there but . . .,” she seemed apprehensive, “remember I’ve never, you know, had a hard cock in there.” I really don’t know whether she did this on purpose but her words just had the effect of exciting me even more.

“Turn over and let me see that lovely arse!” She did. She was bloody gorgeous! “Kneel!” I couldn’t wait long. Slowly and languidly she knelt up, head down, knees bent, bottom thrust back. She may not have been buggered before but she knew the position! Cock about to burst, I had to calm down a bit or I knew I’d never get inside her so started to stroke her cheeks and down the back of her legs. Bent forward and licked along the valley between from the back of her cunt to the small of her back. Up and down across her anus again and again. It was obviously having considerable effect on her because she was pushing her arse back at me trying to get my tongue inside her tight little hole. I obliged and felt the muscle loosen to allow me to coat just inside with saliva.

Not enough though so now I reached for the Vaseline. She looked sideways then back and smiled. “Mmm, smooth it out!” Taking some on my finger I pushed against her arsehole. She opened and I coated her rectum. Two or three lots pushed as deep as my finger could go. She loved it! Moaning, “Oh yes, yes. Oh god I like that. What will it feel like?” I was fucking her arsehole with my finger again, spreading the Vaseline along the tight channel. I had to think of something else then. Wow this was difficult!

Pretty soon she was slippery and now I put some on my cock. Leaning forward, laying my cock along that delicious valley, I whispered, “Ready?”

“Oh yes I’m bloody ready. fuck my arse now. Don’t stop. Do it. I want it. Please!” This was almost too much! The tip of my cock found the slight indentation of her arsehole and I pushed forward. Didn’t need to hold it – I was as hard as an iron bar. She opened and I lodged two of my eight inches inside her.

She screamed, “Jesus fucking christ. Oh god. fuck, fuck, fuck. Shit that’s big!” I had to stop absolutely still. I’d never felt anything like this before. So tight, so hot. Absolute heaven. Vaginas are heaven, this woman’s arsehole was beyond heaven. I could feel every flex of rectum as she got used to the invasion.

Then, “Don’t you bloody stop,” and she pushed backwards and took another three inches. “Owwww, oh bloody hell. SHIT. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!”

I looked down. My cock speared the upturned heart of her buttocks. I could see as well as feel the tight band of her anus clinging to my cock. Her rectum was so tight, so hot, and so heavenly.

“Out a bit,” she said breathlessly, “out a bit please.” It was difficult but I did, pulled a couple of inches out. Watching my cock draw out of her arsehole was bloody erotic as well. Kept absolutely still – leant forward.

“OK? Shall I stop?”

“Oh no. No don’t stop. Push back now. I can deal with it.” So I did, all, deep inside her. I couldn’t help myself. I’d lost it now. Lost control to the total eroticism of the moment. All I wanted to do was fill this woman with my cock, then my spunk.

She screamed again, what I don’t know. I wasn’t really in any state to hear. I think she made to pull away but she couldn’t because, by now, I had grasped her hips and was holding her tightly to me. Luckily I felt the need to stop just now – I was so close and I wanted to last long enough to actually fuck her arse. This must have given her time to adjust to the feeling because she didn’t tell me to stop when I finally began to fuck her arse properly.

She was slippery, made so by the Vaseline, and my cock moved easily in the hot tightness of her rectum. It’s was so intensely erotic to look down and see my cock driving in and out of her arsehole, pulling the muscle of her anus out then back. I could see the muscles of her lower back fluttering and I noticed her hand down between her legs. She was moving with me now. Apparently enjoying the feeling of a cock in her arse.

I think we were both crying out by now, I don’t remember. Just the final thrust that buried my cock so deep in her arse that I drove her up the bed.

Then I came – boy did I cum.

It felt as though my balls had exploded. Spunk seemed to shoot out of my cock like tiny bullets. How many pulses I don’t know. I threw my head back and made some primal sound as I held her on my cock and filled her arsehole with spunk.

She screamed as well, what I don’t know, but it was pretty loud! I’d lost all sense of being just then. I didn’t want to stop this. I wanted to go on fucking her arse forever. I held her tightly to me as my cock softened. What a feeling!

I let go of her finally and she fell forward on the bed. Now I came ‘back’. Christ! Had I hurt her. She looked spent lying there face down on the bed. Bloody gorgeous mind you. Her legs were apart and I could see the open redness of her anus. I lay beside her.

“I’m sorry,” I said softly, “I got carried away.”

She turned her head and smiled, “Mmm, so did I.”

“Did I hurt you?” I was intensely worried just at that moment. I don’t think I’d ever got so carried away. I hadn’t spared a thought for her. I felt selfish and a bit disgusted with myself.

“A bit . . .,” I made to interrupt,”. . . at first but then . . . Mmm, it was good. You’re bloody big though!” She laughed, “I feel stretched.”

“God it was bloody marvellous,” I said. “I don’t think I’ve ever had sex feel like that before.”

“Mmm, it was good though wasn’t it. I think we ought to do it again don’t you?” Again. Well I wanted to but she’d have to wait a while.

I laughed, “Oh yes, we should do that again but . . .,” I looked down.

“Oh dear, have to wait a while then and she bent down and took my soft cock in her mouth. Where it had been didn’t seem to worry her. God she was bloody gorgeous but I had to stop her. You blokes will know how sensitive your cock becomes in situations like this – well I hope you do!

“You’ll have to stop love,” I said – still didn’t know her name. She took pity on me and let go. We lay together. What would happen now, I thought. Will she go. Well, just ask. Talk.

“Will you go home?”

Now she looked apprehensive, frightened almost. “Can I stay,” she asked eagerly then added a sexy smile, almost as an afterthought, “we’ve got lots to try!”

Deep breath, “Hell, of course you can stay. Stay for as long as you like!” She did!

She stayed for the whole weekend. She seemed insatiable. We watched the movies together then we did them. Things I’d never imagined doing with a woman. If the girl took it in her arse, she wanted to, and in the same position. On top, cowgirl, reverse, pile-driver. You name it I fucked her cunt and her arse in every way I’d ever imagined and then some. She deep-throated, she swallowed cum. Everything that you could imagine. It was as if she was trying to expand her experience – for what reason I didn’t know.

And the strangest thing. She didn’t tell me her name nor ask me mine! We lived on what I had in the flat, tins, frozen stuff. She wasn’t a bad cook, when she took the time that is. Most of the time she was trying to get me to screw her in one way or another. I lost count of my orgasms. Hers, well god knows. By the time we went to bed on Sunday night I was fucked – well she was fucked, I was knackered. She was different as well, sad, melancholy. kissed me a lot, stroked, petted. Didn’t realise the significance until the next day.

The alarm woke me. Work called. How the fuck I was going to manage I didn’t know. I felt like a hollow shell and my cock and balls actually hurt! She’d sucked me dry. I heard the paper come through the door so struggled out of bed, picked it up, and into the kitchen. She was still asleep, at least I thought she was.

Sleepily put on some coffee, stuck some bread in the toaster – very stale bread – then sat at the table and glanced at the paper. SHIT!!! It was her. Her picture staring out at me. Not a very good one but her nonetheless. Caught the headline, “Wife of financier sought after murder”.

Very deep breath, deeeeeep! I read quickly. Seems her husband had been found on the kitchen floor with a filleting knife sticking out of his chest. Just one stab wound. Trousers half undone. I sat back to think. Strange, I wasn’t worried. Too late anyway. It didn’t seem like her. Mind you, the papers never get it right do they.

“You know then!” I turned to see her standing in the doorway. She was looking at the paper.

“Is it true?” Again, the answer didn’t bother me. I stood and faced her.

“Yes.” Sad. “I killed him. Oh . . . I am so sorry.”

“You must have had a reason?”

“Oh no, I’m not really sorry about that. Well of course I am.” she added sadly, “I meant that I’m sorry for using you.”

“Using me?”

She reached up and stroked my cheek. She was so sad, defeated. “After,” she nodded at the paper, “I just sat. I was stunned. Then I realised I would go to prison. Prison for a long time. Oh dear, I am so sorry.” I still didn’t understand. “I went out to find a man. A nice, kind man, who would make love to me. I found you!”

I swallowed. “I wanted to take some memories into prison with me. Good memories.” She smiled, “Very good memories, and you gave them to me but it wasn’t fair. I should have told you.”

Do you know, I didn’t care. I reached out and held her. “It’s all right,” I whispered, “it was great, wonderful. I’ve never experienced anything like it.”

“Good,” she said softly, “Now. I’d better go. They will be searching for me.” I didn’t want that. Just then I didn’t know why but I wanted to protect her, cosset her, shield her from harm. If she killed him she must have had a reason – that was good enough for me.

“No,” she said pulling away, “I must go. It’s not fair.”

“Look, just sit and have a coffee. I’ll pop out and get some food and things and we can talk. Another couple of hours won’t matter. Please!” What was going on here, inside me?

She reluctantly agreed and sat whilst I poured a coffee. I left her sitting at the kitchen table. I should have known really. She wasn’t there when I got back. I sat, read and re-read the article in the paper. I wanted her, wanted her badly – and not just for the sex. There had been more, I was sure. Hadn’t there?

Fool, I thought, bloody fool. You’re on the rebound. Down, sad, lonely. You’re just some guy she chanced upon. Could’ve been anyone. Don’t kid yourself. Just a chance meeting?