Life went on as usual for weeks. Every other night or so Alicia and I would have loving but perfunctory fucks. A little sucking and pussy fucking. Sometimes a finger would slide up her asshole. It was typical married life sex, a little better than most, but, for us, just keeping our hands in and our love alive.
A week or two would go by and we would have a special session. Once in a while I got that third come, scraping her ass walls raw and stretching her sphincter until it was loose on my shaft. Alicia had multiple orgasms during those long sessions and had long ago told me that the pleasure was worth a little pain. In those moments I approached the frenzy I had felt in that tight blonde butt. All in all things were fine.
Oddly enough it was those almost moments that finally started getting to me. I made no attempt to find the young girl again. No one else had caught my attention and I was sure that it had been a one shot deal for me. I’d lived my fantasy and that was a whole lot more than most people ever got. Every time I came close to complete abandon in my wife’s ass I held back. She was my love and I would not go beyond the point where my pleasure would damage her love for me. Yet, my desire for that place of anal abandon grew in me like a cancer and I wondered if I could heal.
Some months later I was in a strange town on business. I had to lay over on the weekend. Saturday I spent shopping for a few things. I got Alicia a present at a sex shop that I thought would give us both a tingle. That night I had dinner, called Alicia, and went to bed.
I spent a restless night. Snatches of pink pussyed, red puckered sex came at me through a fog of desire. I awoke with a massive hard on around two in the morning. For the first time in years I jacked off. Rubbing at the head of my dick with my thumb, sliding up and down the shaft lightly. Grabbing hard and pumping it into my fist. All the time going over every detail of that afternoon of anal rape and delight. When I finally came all over the sheets I knew I was not going to rid myself of the aching need eating at me. Cleaning off the sheets and hoping they would dry before the maid found them in the morning I went back to sleep.
I woke up late and had a bit of breakfast in the hotel restaurant. Back in my room I worked on the business I needed to conduct the next day, but my mind wasn’t on it. I was only killing time, fighting boredom. With no thought of any destination I got in my car early in the afternoon and quickly got lost in this unfamiliar city.
After about an hour I was in a seedy part of town and every once in a while I would see a woman walking down the street or standing in a doorway. They were obviously hookers and I teased myself by cruising around. None of them really did anything for me. But circumstances kind of got to me and last night began to pull at me. I saw a girl with a pretty decent ass and from a distance she looked fair enough. She gave me a look and I pulled up around the corner. As she got closer she looked pretty haggard, but her ass still swung and ground around inside her red hot pants. She got in the car and asked me if I wanted a date. I said maybe. She asked me what I had in mind. I felt shy about coming right out and saying that I wanted to rape her asshole, so I asked her what she did. She said she would suck for $20.00, fuck for $30.00 and do both for $40.00. I asked her if she ever took it up the ass. She gave me a disgusted look and said no. I told her I was sorry but I wasn’t interested. She got out and I drove on.
Now I was really horny. I tried a couple of other average looking whores with no success. A good ass is hard to find. I was getting frustrated and thinking of giving it up when I looked up into the parking lot of a closed car wash. She was medium height, thin, with short dark brown hair. I pulled into a wash bay and she came up to the front of the car and around to the passenger side. She had a passable face, not too weary looking, small tits, and her hip bones showed through the tight blue jeans. She opened the door and slid in. Her ass was thin but just rounded enough to be a turn on. We went through the routine and she wasn’t any more pleased about buttfucking than the rest of them. At this point I didn’t care. We settled on a suck and fuck for $30.00. I drove to her motel room.
We stripped down. She had a ZIGZAG tattoo on her left shoulder. Her tits were small and firm with stand up nipples. She had light brown pussy hair. Her stomach was flat and her hips were bony but graceful. I sat on the bed and she got down on her knees in front of me. She stroked my dick to get it hard, then reached out with her tongue and licked it all over. Slowly she took my dick inside her mouth. The warm, wet feel was great as she got right down to business. Sucking hard and running her mouth up and down my dick, this was all business to her. When I was close to coming I reached out to stop her and took my dick out from between her wet lips. She was disappointed. If I had come in her mouth she wouldn’t have to fuck me. I was going to get my money’s worth.
She lay down on the bed beside me with her legs dangling over the side. I slowly got to my feet, letting the come feel subside. She was giving me hurry up and get it over with signs. I started to get peeved at her attitude. I didn’t know that it was pretty standard for a street hooker. I got between her legs and she reached down and guided my dick into her barely wet pussy. I took my time and worked into her. After getting all the way in, with our hip bones grinding together, I rested a bit. She was telling me to get a move on. So I started to stroke. I pounded into her hard and fast. Her juice started flowing even though she was indifferent to any sensation I might have given her. I wasn’t really getting much out of this and I was nowhere near coming.
She asked me what the problem was and, in a fit of inspiration, I said that I really didn’t like doing it face to face. I asked her to get on her knees and let me take her from the rear. She grimaced but said she would do anything to get this over with. I pulled out of her slick cunt and stood up as she rolled onto her knees with her head resting on her forearms. Her legs spread out and her cheeks split apart and I knew that this was what I needed. With just enough padding in her cheeks to keep a good pounding from being painful I was looking at the perfect shape for ultimate penetration. Controlling my excitement I moved up behind her and rammed my dick home in her gaping pussy. This was more like it. The view, the added pressure of the position, the feel of her ass cheeks in my hands and I was pumping.
It was a short time later that the cum spurted deep into her hot cunt and spilled out past her plump lips to land on the bed. I kept stroking, milking the last drop out and then stroked a little more. I had an idea and was working up the nerve to do it.
She was making restless moves again, knowing that I had shot my load and our bargain was fulfilled. But I wasn’t fulfilled. Not only was that fuck pretty unsatisfactory but her attitude made me want to shock a little life into her. I believe in pleasure for everybody, even a street girl. Without hesitation I made my move. I grabbed her hips, pulled my still hard dick out of her hot cunt, grabbed it with one hand and plowed the tip into her butthole.