Raw

The Second time

It had been just over a week since I fucked Stephen raw for the first time. In the intervening time our Jamaican friend Newton, has stayed with us for three nights, and had, as usual brought down his latest conquest with him, a hunk of sexy man from the east end of London, appropriately named Dick for two reasons. Firstly, he had a dick and it was a big one and secondly because he was a dick, in the British sense that he was a bit of an arsehole. Well, he was a good fuck for a couple of nights and it was always a pleasure to have Newton around. Newton would be rid of Dick as soon as he got back to London. That’s the way Newton was, with a couple of exceptions. Meet Them, fuck them, loose them seemed to be Newton’s motto.

Stephen and I had a quiet day for us. No sailing, kayaking, gardening, just relaxing, reading listening to music and exploring the internet. We’d had a light evening meal and were relaxing until about eight o’clock when bored with the offering on TV, Stephen suggested we’d go upstairs and maybe watch some porn together. I knew what that meant. We’d end up fucking. I knew it would be my turn to bottom.

I’d never really been into being a bottom, my preference, like Stephen was to top, and I’ve always found that I’d really have to be attracted to a guy for me to let them fuck me. It was a case of being comfortable and relaxed with the guy. With Stephen, my husband, that was so easy, though we didn’t fuck each other every day or every week for that matter. We understood each other and instinctively knew when the time was right to fuck.

As always, we showered together. A couple of things were certain. We’d both get a hard-on as we cleaned each other, made sure we were both ready and properly clean, and there would be plenty of kissing.

Now really horny for each other we dried and made our way to the bed. Again, kissing passionately, and rolling around the bed. Sometimes Stephen on top supporting his greater height and body weight and sometimes and maybe more often with me on top of him my whole body touching his magnificent frame.

Stephen’s tender touch always excited me. He was never rough with me except for the occasional spank and when he slightly overdid it with my nips which wasn’t often.

Our kissing remained tender, and Stephen was fondling my cock and urging me to do the same. He was rock hard and bloated the underside of his cock was also engorged and his piss tract seemed bigger than I had ever seen it, even on our honeymoon night. I played with his balls inside the soft sac. His balls were not huge and the size of them made his cock look even more bull like. I had worked with his cock so often that I was no longer scared of his massive size, even though I was big but not as big as Stephen, and his kissing and caressing of my body relaxed me even more.

Tonight, my relaxing was going to be the key to a good fuck. My excitement and relaxation made me accommodating in his skilled lovers’ hands. His constant whispering of his love and desire for me also helped me unwind. I had now closed my eyes as I was stroked, caressed by his skilful hands and mouth. I imagined that he was going to give me a wonderful blow-job. Stephen was marvellous at deep throating my extra-large cock, something I could never do to him.

He urged me to lie flat and let him do all the work. “I want to make love to you. Tonight, it’s all about your pleasure”. I wanted to please him, touch him, hold him, kiss and suck him, eat his arse, anything to show that I loved and cared for him too, but tonight I had to be compliant.

My legs were pulled apart and Stephen knelt between them. I could feel his ten inches resting against my erection and involuntary my cock spasmed in excitement.

Stephen reached out for the lube to apply it to his cock. I was a little disappointed that he wasn’t going to prepare me with some good rimming. I plumped up two pillows on top of each other and relaxed my head and shoulders against the thickness so I could watch him at work. I waited and felt my heart thumping and could also hear the thub-dub in my ears. The beat was natural and easy. I wasn’t over anxious at all.

Stephen then excited my external hole by circling lube around my entrance. Looking down at me with pure love in his eyes and not a hint of lust or desperation. I was so relaxed that I even opened my legs apart further, unconsciously or not showing how relaxed I was to Stephen.

I looked down from the pillows and saw Stephen, slowly stroking the massive length of his cock and looking down on me, love but not lust in his eyes. Any anxiety I had disappeared, I was totally ready for him.

It had been a few weeks since I was last fucked by him. There were no others to fuck me. I was loyal to our agreement and Stephen was someone I never wanted to lose. Since we were married there had been no others and Stephen was easily the biggest cock I had ever taken. Still there was some fear inside of me about his size. I felt his fingers gently open my hole and was aware of him stretching it wider and urging some lube into me. Today the was absolutely no anxiety at all.

I felt his fingers probing in deeper and almost be withdrawn until I say that he was applying more lube to his fingers. Stephen looked back at me checking I was still fine, and seemed reassured.

“You’re so tight”. He commented. “So fucking tight”. I nodded to him as he pushed a third finger into me stretching my hole further as he half swivelled his fingers inside of me and withdrew.

He put the enormous head of his cock against my expectant hole. He now held onto my shins, pushing my legs backwards, opening my hole further. I bit my lip and nodded to him to go ahead, looking directly into his eyes hopefully warning him to go easy on me.

He’d never done it to me, but I had seen him with other guys, fucking them ferociously, jabbing his cock in long hard and deep, almost hell bent on his own pleasure and seemingly not caring about the bottom.

I felt the cock head stretch my ring and then enter me. A deep moan came from Stephen, and I relaxed some more. I breathed in deeply as Stephen told me the first time he entered me. “Use your breathing to help you relax – it’ll also be a signal to me”. I knew my tightness was also a resistance to his size.

Stephen pushed in further. I reflected later that I wasn’t concerned at all that this was the first time he was fucking me raw.  

My hands gripped the duvet tightly. I knew it wouldn’t help me to relax but it was a natural reflex action to the invasion.

Still looking down at me lovingly and listening to my breathing, I felt Stephen slowly moving deeper into me. I was wondering when it was going to stop or just how much more of his length was still to enter me.

Then it was as if I had totally let go of all the tension in my body. I felt my switch being hit as Stephen started fucking back and fro, ever so slightly; less than half an inch if that. I moaned out loud, and Stephen sensing my tension release, leaned forward to me and kissed me. It was a gently and totally loving kiss of acknowledgement that I had once again given myself to him.

His kisses transferred to my neck, and he spoke out loud. “I fucking love you so much my Gerren”.

I told him that I loved him too.

When I replied to him, he moved back to look at me again and he looked very different. There was an aura around him as if light was shining around just his magnificent body and his head, topped with his military style blond haircut looked like a renaissance painting, almost angelic in form. He looked like the most handsome man in the world and again my body released itself to him.

I took in his arms with his big biceps and veiny forearms still holding my shins apart and his fantastic chest and shoulders, pumped up like a Nordic God and sighed in wonder. I glanced down to his abs, a perfect symmetrical sixpack above his flat navel and further down to his perfectly trimmed pubic hair, slightly darker than his head hair. I could still see there was a few inches of his shaft to enter me. I didn’t let it bother me; I was so enthralled by my husband.

“Are you OK”? I told him I was.

“Want more”? Of course I did, I was ready for him all. I’d had it before and I wanted it all tonight.

All I felt as he slowly pushed and shafted his may into me was pleasure. Pure unadulterated pleasure.

Stephen fucked me gently only stopping to lube up his shaft the once.

I was amazed that I could take all of his cock. I’d seen others take it all and admired that they took it all and got very excited at the sight of Stephen deep fucking them. I’d also taken it all every time he had fucked me much to my surprise and Stephen’s delight.

Once again, I’d heard that deep rumble from his voice-box announcing that he was all the way inside of me balls deep and saw it deep in his eyes, and I felt it inside of me and my reaction was to reach up hold him around his neck and pull him down for that special uniting kiss. All I was feeling now was being united totally with my husband.

Stephen started to fuck me with longer shafts of his cock, stimulating my spot often and generously being deeper than anyone had ever been inside of me and screwing me with that loving slow ride he always gave me.

I was always surprised that me cock was so hard when he fucked me, it must have been the relaxation I felt being with him. I grabbed hold of my cock and stroked it, surprised at the amount of pre-cum leaking from it. Stephen seemed delighted that I was relaxed enough to jack myself.

He transferred my legs to his shoulders, holding them in place by pushing himself closer to me and also freeing his hands at the same time. Stroking my face and body with his huge hands and offering me his fingers and thumb to suck on and leaning over me, almost bending me in half to kiss me and to tell me what a great fuck I was.

His fucking and body was becoming intense without any forcefulness about it. We were two lovers fucking and adoring each other and I felt his body tense, and his breathing become more laboured.

“Oh, fuck Gerren”, he called out. “God, you don’t know what I’d love to do with you”.

I reached up and played with one of his raised nipples, pinching it and twisting it.

“Tell me”, I urged. “Tell me it all”.

“Fuck, I want to taste your cum again, and have you taste mine, I want you to suck my cock after fucking you, I want to lick out your fucked hole, I want to do all those things we have jacked off to watching those videos, all the stuff we haven’t allowed each other to do. I want to make all that we thought was dirty to become normal and clean for us both and share the most intimate things”.

All the time he was fucking me and becoming more and more intensely excited.

“Tonight, I want to plant my seed inside you for the first time”.

I heard this and wasn’t turned off by it. In fact, I encouraged it.

“Yes, I want to feel you shoot your huge load inside of me and feel what it’s like, and then for you to pull out of me and rub your cock in my face and open my mouth with your hand and put your meat in my mouth to taste you”.

We were both really getting off on the dirty talk and I felt Stephen tense suddenly as I spoke.

As Stephen fucked me, I could feel my climax coming, beginning in my hole, and them making its way to my balls and to my dick. My arse must have signalled to Stephen that I was close. Then I was aware that it wasn’t him who was fucking me but that I was humping myself on his cock as I wanked myself.

Then my release came. Stephen was deep inside me as I fucked myself, leaning over and kissing me as he twisted both my nips viciously. The pain on my nips shot down to my balls and I shot my load, all over myself and his body as well and under his chin as he kissed me. I don’t recall how many shots but I certainly felt seven, eight, nine blasts of cum. As my orgasm subsided, Stephen sat up to look at me and grinned. I’d stopped fucking myself and he just lay with his dick deep inside of me, and reached down and scooped the cum from under his chin and deliberately stuck the cum covered fingers into his mouth deeply, pursing his sexy lips as he pulled out his fingers, now clean. I saw his gullet throb as he swallowed the small amount of juice, and then he scooped more from my chest and offered it to me.

“Go on, let me see you do it”. His voice so deep and basso profundo and oh so sexy. I opened my mouth slightly. “Force me”. Was all I said.

I felt his dick throb inside of me and an equally deep “ummmmm”. Came from his chest and he pushed his finders in my mouth and I swirled my tongue around the wet fingers, tasting my own cum for the first time. It was surprisingly warm and tasted of salt but no bitterness. Stephen came down to kiss me. A deep tongue searching and clashing kiss of passion and intensity. As we kissed and held the kiss he started fucking me again.

I could feel my cum draining from my body down the sides of my waist but ignored it. Stephen was building up his passion again and I attacked his nipples.

I wanted to turn him on more and was thinking of things to excite him.

“I want to lick your arse as you fuck someone hard. I want to get my tongue to your hole and have you rock my head all over as you pound a hot hole and then find a way to rim the bottoms hole as you fuck him”.

Stephen’s breath jumped at the idea, and he moaned an “Oh fuck – keep going”.

“It would be fun for us to lick out a double fucked hole we had just screwed hard together”. I continued, thinking about the video’s we had been watching that had excited us in bed.

“To tag team a hot young guy and then tag team him cleaning our cocks one by one”.

Stephen was now really close, and I could feel the tension building up.

I was half way through my next fantasy idea when he called out loud. “GERREN, oh FUCK”!

I felt his cock expand inside of me and then the shots of cum racing up his shaft and emptying into my hole. It felt warm and really wet, and I felt his cock throb and spasm deliciously in my hole as load after load filled my hole as he slowly pumped my hole.

Stephen collapsed down on top of me, overwhelmed by his orgasm and for once ignoring his extra weight bearing down on me. I did my best to kiss him and ended up kissing his shoulder.

After a couple of minutes, he raised himself off me and made himself available for me to kiss properly. Stephen was still balls deep in my hole and I could feel all his jizz inside of me. It felt very wet.

He asked if I was OK. I was fine I assured him. He was still hard but started to withdraw from me exceedingly closely.

“Gerren, can you get a towel”? I could just about reach for one of the cum towels we kept beside the bed. He took it from me and placed it carefully under my arse and his cock.

I could feel my tunnel slowly contracting as he withdrew and the final zing of my prostrate being hit by his huge cock-head and then suddenly there was a plop as his hard dick fell out of my hole.

Stephen looked down and gave a sigh of relief. I asked what was the problem. “No shit or blood”, He told me. “Just lots of cum”.

He held his cock up in front of my face, smiling wickedly. “Want to taste – like in those video’s”.

Try to stop me, I told him, leaning forward and without any care opened my mouth wide and took in as much of his vastness as I could swirling my tongue around his glans and tasting his cum and my hole for the first time. It was the same as mine.

He pulled it out from my mouth holding the huge cock in front of my face. “Lick it. Lick it all over, do a good job and I’ll treat you well”.

“A treat from my husband”, I thought, “Hmmm let’s do it”, and I licked over every morsel of wetness on his cock shaft. When he was satisfied, he moved back away from me and lifted my legs in the air again and bent down right in front of my leaking hole. Already I could feel wetness escaping my arse, and I felt him brush the area with the cum towel.

The treat came when he was licking my hole. All around the area, making the flesh tingle with the sensation. Then the hole was licked, greedily with Stephen making joyous sounds of satisfaction, cleaning the whole area and pushing his tongue into my still gaping hole. He sat up looking at me with an almost evil intent with that wicked grin on his face.

“Kiss me”. Was all he said. I couldn’t refuse. I raised myself off the bed, held his face in my hands and we kissed, deeply and joyously. A kiss of total love for each other. We’d done it, we had fucked and cum raw for the first time.

It was only a few minutes later that I realised that we were both covered in sweat. I hadn’t been aware of the passion and heat between us when we fucked, but the evidence was there.

“Let’s shower and change the bedding”, Stephen suggested. The Duvet was saturated with our sweat and other juices no doubt.

We showered and held each other tightly and kissed. Only one word went through my head.

WOW!