Then with no careful and gentle probing and not giving me time to become accustomed to the strange invasion of my body, Colin pushed swiftly and solidly into my arse until I could feel his balls slap against the backs of my thighs.
“Eeeeeeeeeoooooooowwwwww”. The sound was forced involuntarily from my body as I felt the thickness of the intruder filling me completely. No respite, no small stay of execution. Colin immediately began pounding into my arse with the force of a steam engine. My lust died. But only slightly. The feeling was so strange. So intimate. My back passage was stuffed with a thrusting, throbbing iron hard rod of flesh that showed no mercy as it continued its anal fuck.
“Ooooooooooo”. Again I made an involuntary noise. I could hear a squelching sound as Colin’s penis pushed aside the cream that was now coating my rectum as high as his cock could go. Forbidden, taboo thoughts entered my head, as my body and mind finally let go of its loosening grip on reality. Colin was treating me like a whore. But I didn’t care I wanted to be treated like a whore. I wanted to feel my arse stuffed as wide as it could go and be buggered time and time again. I began thrusting back matching his ferocity with my own. My head turned this way and that on my arms as I felt one of his hands reach round and begin rubbing my cunt lips. Fingers stroked my clitoris and pushed into my soaking, pulsating vagina. The slapping of his loins against my buttocks filled the room. His cock seemed to expand even wider.
“Nnnnghhhhh” I was completely out of control and began sucking on my own fingers, stretching my jaws far apart in an attempt to push my whole hand into my mouth. I wanted to do strange things. New things. Allowing my head to lay unsupported on the sofa I reached down with my other hand to join Colin in his thrusting of my cunt. My fingers slid in beside his and my vagina expanded to a width it had never known before. Then more uncontrollable wantonness came over me and as my back tunnel began slipping and sliding over a gently gripped cock I moved my hand from my cunt and moved it to join Colin’s prick as it continued its insane arse fuck. Then, so heaven help me, I managed to get two finger alongside his penis and pushed them into my own arse.
“Oooooofff” the air expelled from my lungs as my belly became gripped in a spasm of an uncontrollable orgasm and I finally reached the crest I had been willing to happen. As my cunt and arse collapsed in orgasm I felt Colin rapidly and impossibly expand still further just before he began pulsating and shooting wads of sperm deep into my bowels. I writhed and moaned as I felt the ejaculations join and mix with the cream in my body. I felt gloriously filthy. A whore of the lowest dirt, of the most extreme and abused fantasy. I came and came again as Colin slowly returned to normal until all he could do was kneel there hearing me moan and watching me skewing myself on his softening cock, trying, still trying, to keep the moment going.
But eventually I too came down from the highest levels I had ever reached and allowed my legs to stretch out backwards as Colin, his prick falling from my arse, lay on my back with my still trembling buttocks nestling into his loins.
For many minutes we lay there regaining ourselves, then he raised himself from my body with a small squelching sound as sweating naked flesh parted from sweating naked flesh and stood up. He pulled me gently to my feet and we re-entered the bathroom for our second shower of the night. It was our first together in our new roles. Whereas in the past we had soaped each other’s skin and played with each others cock and cunt now we inserted soapy fingers into each others anuses. Pushing the digits far up into each other’s rectums until the heels of our palms stopped them. I had one hand on his cock lathering the soap that covered it and the other hand playing with his arsehole. He was teasing and playing with me in the same way.
The desire began to build up once again. I rinsed off his cock and, there in the shower, bent over and sucked him whilst he in turn bent over my back and anal fucked me with two of his fingers. Then he raised me up and got to his knees drawing me close into him. With a small shock of pleasure I felt his tongue push into my vagina then his mouth suck on my clitoris. Soon he had his hands on my buttocks and thrusting two or three fingers into my arse using more soap to ease the entry. It was no good. We couldn’t deny ourselves any longer and quickly patting ourselves dry as we walked we went into the bedroom pausing only briefly to pick up the cream from the coffee table.
Almost soundlessly, with just small sounds of pleasure, I got onto the bed on my hands and knees, raised my buttocks into the air and waited. Colin didn’t make me wait for long and soon I felt the now familiar fingers pushing in the now familiar cream. My vagina was lubricating like a waterfall and I was already beginning to lose myself in my own fantasies.
But then he surprised me by turning me over onto my back. I went willingly, trusting him to introduce me to new heights of pleasure. Again there were no preliminaries. He just bent both of my legs at the knees and leant forward onto the shins forcing my legs back against my flattened breasts. Using his hand to guide himself, and with no hesitation, he pushed the end of his cock against my anus and, as before, with one shove embedded it up to his balls into my arse.
I couldn’t help myself. The long, low keening sound came out of my mouth before I could control it. I was lost already. Colin was grinding and thrusting into my rectum giving it its second fuck of the night. My arms went up and around the back of his neck pulling his head down towards mine. The movement made me rock backwards almost on to my shoulders as his lips met mine in an open mouthed, saliva mixing, tongue entwining deep kiss. We fucked each other’s mouths with our tongues as he fuck my widening arse with his cock. In and out it went straining to reach ever higher. He had his own arms around my shoulders pulling me away from the bed as I pulled him down. We became animals in our lust. Our nibbles became bites on the neck on the shoulders and, with me, on my breasts.
As he sodomised me harder and harder he took tit flesh deep into his mouth and bit down with his jaws. I didn’t mind. It didn’t hurt. We had become insane in our sex. I ground my teeth into his shoulder as he left one breast and attacked the other. My rectum was running with liquid. It felt sopping wet. My whole arsehole felt loose and sloppy and welcoming. Welcome to anyone and anything. I looked into Colin’s half closed eyes and saw the same madness there I felt in my own. His lips drawn back over his teeth in a vision of animal lust. My cunt was pouring, my arse was pouring and his beautiful cock was pounding, pounding and pounding.
Then we both came at the same time. Our bodies melted into each other as fluid crossed from him to me. Emptying him, filling me. We both went rigid as the flow continued, our hands clawed at each other trying to truly make us one. We both went rigid as the flow continued, slowed and then finally stopped.