How My Wife Became a Swinger

It took about three minutes for me to fully relax, and by then we were asshole to pussy. I had never seen her that excited before. She fucked me like there was no tomorrow. She had one hand on my cock while the other massaged her beasts. Again and again I would come close to exploding but she would become lost in the own quest for pleasure. She was trying to make me cum but I wasn't going to have it, although she managed to get off twice before she pulled her dick out of my ass. She sprawled onto her back and I went to work cleaning up the mess she had made in her pussy. It was maybe ten minutes later that she rolled onto her stomach and said it was her turn. I went to slide into her pussy, but she pulled away from me as I was about to push in.

"I fucked you like a man, it's your turn."

This time as I was leaning in she reached over her hips guiding me to her tight butt. I took my time sliding into her. Unlike me, her ass isn't penetrated on a regular basis. She had lubed up before she had taken her pose on the bed, and before too long I was completely buried in her. I playfully gnawed on the back of her neck as I started to pump. She worked with me pulling away slightly as I withdrew, and pushing as I thrust. Slowly I caressed her tits and rubbed at her stomach as I moved in and out of her ass. I worked my way down to her clit and started to rub slow circles around it until she came. Her ass clamped down on me as she rocked in orgasm. I let her recover for a minute before we started to it again. We built up and worked each other for what seemed like an hour before she finally demanded that I cum. At that instant I emptied my balls into her bowels.

As my cock started to go limp in her she turned her head and kissed me. Angela pulled away from me and found a shirt to cover her ass with and she slid off of me.

"Would you fuck a guy like that?" She asked pressing the shirt to her cum filled hole.

"Everything but the kissing...yeah."