1. Ambivalence


    Date: 10/15/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Author: timojen, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    over and stuck it to the dash just like she’d done with my ‘more blow jobs’ note. “ANAL!” it said. She wanted to fuck me in the ass? I tried to keep my face neutral. “What’s wrong?” she asked. So much for not reacting. “It’s ambiguous,” I said. “How so?” Incredulous now. “We both have assholes?” I said. Yup, it was hotter in the car. I could feel my dick shriveling up at the thought being pegged. “Oh, do you want me to…” she giggled. “No,” I said quickly. “No, I don’t. Is that what you meant?” “I hadn’t thought of it,” she said. “I’d do you if you ask, though. But, yeah.” “Yeah, what?” I gulped. “Yeah, I want you to fuck me in the ass with your magnificent cock,” she said. “Now you’re just flattering me.” “Anything to get your cock in my ass,” she said. I looked over, shocked at her dirty words. Ellen just smiled at me. “Dr. Metzinger said we should discuss what I’ve written.” We did. I had my doubts. My cock isn’t small. I tried anal with a girlfriend in college. After a second, she stopped it and never let my cock anywhere near her ass again. Ellen assured me she was up to the challenge. I didn’t suspect she had the whole day planned around it. We ran to a state beach sandwiched between two craggy cliffs. The fog and wind were particularly bad that morning, making a dip unlikely. Ellen insisted on packing in the towels and suits anyway. The black pebble beach was most empty when we arrived. Only about a dozen people were crazy enough to brave the cold with us. Ellen threw ...
    down a towel and her backpack. I got out my towel to use as a shield so she could change without pervy stares. She pulled my trunks and her bikini out of her pack. “Come on,” she said, running off down the beach. I dropped my pack and ran after her as she ran around an outcropping of rock at the end of the beach. I followed my wife with some trepidation; the rising tide would block off that section of the beach before long. “I heard about this online,” she said, when I made it around the corner. Cliffs, rocks and ocean totally boxed us in. No one from the main beach could see us. A large piece of driftwood, a partially smashed redwood tree really, had been abandoned here by the last high tide. “The tide’s going to get us.” I pointed to the smashed end of the log. “Let's change fast and get out of here before we end up crushed against the cliff.” Ellen grabbed my towel and spread it on the wet driftwood, then she turned to disrobe. “Come on. Off with yours, too. Tide's not in for hours.” I took off my shirt, feeling the ball shrinking cold cutting through me. Ellen threw her bra and tight little shorts onto the towel, then turned around and dropped to her knees in front of me. Impatiently, she pulled my running shorts down to get at my cock. I noticed her nipples were hard as rocks and pointing out. I wasn’t the only cold one. “Wow, your mouth is warm,” I said. My cock grew from a wormy shrivel to a fat python in record time. Ellen moaned and bobbed her head up and down on it. ...
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