Out on the Deck

I've always fantisized about my wife letting her inhibitions and fears go
and trying anal sex, just poking her ass in the air for a good butt
pounding. The fantasy even included her strapping on a dildo and
reciprocating the sexual favor.  I always enjoy the rare occasions when
her finger probes my back door, but desperately want more.  Unfortunately
she's anally unwilling.  So I contented myself with a vivid imagination
during j/o sessions.  The great thing about a good marriage is that the
inconceivable often over time and maturation does in fact become reality. 
So I remain forever optimistic about our love and love life, through all
the ups and downs, because we're headed in the right direction, together. 
Here's why!

About a month ago, after a long work week, we sat on our deck drinking
beers griping about our respective jobs.  Our favorite spot is the
build-in bench seat, padded and wide enough both of us to recline
comfortably.  While we were talking, my wife casually undid my pants and
slipped her hand in my boxers for some gentle stroking.  An erection
followed quickly, but I kept our conversation going with more work talk,
sipping my beer and putting my arm around her to encourage the activity
below. She continued to fondle my boner, ocassionally cupping my balls or
running a finger down into my ass crack.  A few minutes into this handjob,
she stopped, sipped a mouthful of beer, and slid her lips over my cock
head, immersing it in a cool beer bath.  I felt her tongue teasing my pee
hole as beer engulfed my knob.  All I could do was sigh, "Ahhhh!"  

With the next swig of beer, she eased about half my cock into her mouth
and even accommodated a few gentle thrusts from me before swallowing and
taking a breath.  "How'd that feel?" she asked.  "Great!" I sighed before
being treated to a half-dozen more boner beer baths until she finally took
a break.  I stood up and let my pants fall down, my cum cannon obtrusively
poking out between my shirt tails. With a little encouragement, my wife
sat up and repeated the cock ‘soak and suck' a few more times, swallowing
my dick and making my legs weak.   Then she leaned back, raised her hips,
and tugged her blouse up so I could remove her skirt and pantyhose. 

The lights from kitchen windows cast sexy shadows and figure silhouettes
as early evening arrived.  My wife reached down and began rubbing her
clitoris and probing the moist opening below, each finger glistening
whenever it passed in a beam of light.  My plunger was still pretty slick
so I joined my wife in a short session of self-love, both of us mesmerized
by the other's dexterity.  In no time, my wife had both hands massaging
teardrop strokes around her love oven door.  I briefly moved back,
allowing enough light past to reveal successive vaginal yawns, each one
beckoning for my attention.  Soon four hands and one tongue were at work
in her crotch.  She moaned and rotated her hips so that her clit met each
tongue lash on the down stroke.  Her fingers held soft flesh and pubic
hair apart to give me ample access to her wide open vagina as well as a
clear path to a sopping butt hole.  A few times, I dawdled down under,
teasing and poking her puckered shit chute muscle.  But she quickly
rotated this "object of fantasy" away from my prying attention.  By now my
jaw was aching, my face was drenched in snatch syrup, and my prick in need
of attention.  I climbed onto the bench and traced several circles around
her box to wet the tip, before double-pumping my semen shooter into her
very hot holster.

With her legs extended out in a "V" I moved back and forth in the calm
night air.  We drank more beer, kissed, caressed, and just took our time
catching a buzz and fucking.  We got nice and drunk and at one point
stopped to piss.  As I peed off the deck, my wife squatted low and
positioned her hands so that piss shot under the bottom fence rail.  I
watched in amazement, convinced she'd lose her balance and topple
backward, arching piss into the air and on herself.  I was tempted to
direct my stream down between her legs.  But she still had her work blouse
on and was never one for watersports; I kept my aim off the deck.  I
jiggled the last few drops of pee out and went back to the bench only
semi-erect.  My wife finished and came over to me looking rather tipsy,
with one hand rubbing between her legs.  I pulled her on top of me and
felt her work my cock back into her.  She pull her knees under her and
began riding me like a jockey, her head tucked under watching the action. 
I pumped my hips in unison, hearing her grunt each time our pubic bones
collided.  Moments later she sat straight up and began to grind her hips
back and forth while chugging another beer.  The light and shadows made
her nipples appear enormous, so I sat up and sucked them one at a time,
eliciting a few extended moans.

With the aid of her index finger, she shuddered through an orgasm, then
fell backward and flipped over in anticipation of a doggie style workout. 
With her head on the cushion, she reached back to spread herself open for
easier access.  Guessing she was pretty drunk, I noticed that this time
her fingers uncharacteristically wide apart in such a way that also
stretched her anus.  As I eased into the main gate, I played at the rear
entrance, knowing her sensitivity and expecting immediate protests. 
"Hmmm... no resistance or cries of protest."  She's gotta be bliss from
the booze.  Licking my thumb, I push gently down on her puckered ring,
penetrating ever so slightly.  I saw her wince and then heard, "Go slow,
hon' ... slowly!"   I couldn't believe it, but knew she must be enjoying
the moment and was cautiously ready for something different and daring. 
Either the beer losened her up or the stillness evening made her relax
enough to permit my anal exploration.

She arched her back until her slippery anus was pushing out to meet my
advance.  I kept my hips pumping, all the while working the full length of
a pinky in and out of her asshole.  "Mmmmmm," she muttered, inching her
fingers closer to her anus ring.  I stopped fucking to lean down and
tongue her pucker, trying to force my way past the tight ring.  Taking
hold of her cheeks, I bent over to worship her butt.  My wife kept one
hand busy between her legs, massaging her mound and fingering deep into
her cunt.  The other hand white-knuckle gripped the bench cushion.  I
desperately wanted to fuck her ass and after a couple extra pinky plunges
knew she was as ready as she'd ever be.  Kneeling behind her, I wet my
cock tip in her cunt and brushed it across her anus - it visibly
constricted.  Backing off, I worked my thumb in and out a few times to
help my wife relax a little, returning my torpedo to her forward chamber
for comfort and lubrication.  I sensed she needed a minute to relax and
mentally prepare, concluding that doggie style sex might bring on another
orgasm and settle her back into a rhythm.

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  She responded immediately by
rotating her hips to meet each lunge.  

I spit between her cheeks and slowly worked two fingers into her asshole,
noticing the tension ease.  As I pulled my cock out of her snatch, she
reached back between her legs as far as she could and rubbed her asshole
rim with two cunt-juiced fingers.  I eased my fingers out of her butt,
letting her continued to work her anus in preparation. 

"Go slow ... o'k ... real slow!"  she encouraged, eyes shut tight as she
bit her lip.  
I knew she feared the initial pain, but booze and curiosity made her want
to continue. She moved onto her stomach and dangled one leg over the side
of the bench, giving me easier access to her ass.  One hand still held the
bench while the other now gripped a butt cheek.  I steadied myself with
one hand, using the other to position my cock head at the servant's
entrance.  
"When you're ready, push against my dick," I whispered "that way you can
control the penetration.  Ease off if it's too much."  I pressed just
enough to get my cock head seated in her ass ring and wait for her to
push.

Calmly she whispered, "I can feel you ... I can feel your head... it's o'k
... it o'k ... Mmmmm ... I can feel it right there ... now a little more
... slowly ... yes ... Mmmmm yes!"

Just then my helmut popped past her sphincter.  For a split-second, she
squeezed her asshole tight, but as quickly it relaxed.  Her breathing was
very quick and she panted, "Stop ... stop a second."

I held still, my cock knob was inside her virgin ass and I was living out
a long-standing fantasy.  I could feel her adjusting underneath me and
began microstrokes, out first, then in ever so slightly.  She actually
responded by meeting the inward push.  A few minutes past and I now had
about two inches in her.  She'd handled entry without less pain than
expected.

"Relax ... let me glide in and out,  no more stretching."  I whispered as
encouragement.  She'd weathered the pain and now had the length to deal
with.  If she couldn't receive my full length, no big deal. I could feel
my orgasm building as the tightness of her bung hole worked magic on my
cock.  

"It feels good ... go a little deeper!"  were her only words.  I pulled
almost completely out for a try at full penetration. 

"Ahhhhhh!" was all she said on the out-stroke, her eyes shut tight, head
turned to the side.  My next downward stroke met her upward push and I
didn't stop ‘til my balls felt wet flesh.  I was in to the hilt!

"Mmmmmm ... pull out again ... pull out again" she sighed without any hint
of pain or discomfort in her voice.  In seconds my cock knob was in full
view above her open crap cave.  I dribbled spit on the edge of my wife's
asshole, smeared it around with my tip, and then plunged in again.  Trying
desparately to see, she twisted her head and shoulders to get a peek.  I'm
not sure the extent to which she could see my boner disappearing in her
ass, but I slowly pulled out and plunged back in twice for her viewing
pleasure.

In her soft disbelieveing voice, she stammered between breaths,  "God ...
you're ... you're fucking my .... asshole ... God yes ... fuck me there. 
I gotta shit ... it feels weird ...like ... like I gotta  shit ... don't
... don't s-s-s-stop ... fuck ... my ... ass ... Mmmmmm"  Her voice
finally trailing off as she closed her eyes and put her head down again.  
My wife has never talked dirty.  When we're really in synch during sex,
it's not unusual for her to quietly let out a, "Uh ... I want you to cum
... cum now ... please!"  But that's the extent of it.  Never the "F"
word.  I was in dream land at this point.  My buzz was just right and
looking down I could see her anal ring encircling my slick pumping dick, I
sight I'd only imagined.  It was trememdous!  

I kissed her neck and shoulders, but mostly watched my boner repeatedly
disappear into her butt.  She seemed content, unhurried, and not in any
discomfort.  Three fingers worked her clit and cunt the whole time.  We
both were in our own worlds mentally taking in the new experience.  I was
sure she'd wanna quit after one or two pumps, but she seemed to be off
somewhere, pleasured physically and mentally.  As I pumped up and down, my
wife pushed her ass up to meet each stroke, sighing or moaning in unison. 
I'm not sure how many or if she had any orgasms during this time.  But I
it was time for me to unload and I knew it would be intense.  

After a while the strokes came so easily, I was amazed it was her first
time.  She's always done Kugel exercises, so I've never consider her to be
vaginally loose or unsatisfying.  In fact, when she's on top, I can't last
very long!  But the tightness of her arse was sending torrents of pleasure
through me.  The mental sensation was equally intense because our sex life
was extending, expanding to new breadths and heights, adding to our robust
oral and vaginal pleasures.  With each addition, the whole became so much
greater than the sum of the parts.  Married love is without compare!

And then she said it!  "Cum now ... I want you to cum!"  I couldn't have
waited anyway.  My entire body went rigid as I physically and mentally
released!  I've never shot huge loads, but this one seemed endless.  I
heard a long "ahhhh" from my wife, so she felt something besides my
presence in her rectum.  I tried to continue a pumping motion, but was
frozen by the contractions in my groin.  Buried deep in her backside, I
never saw the output, but imagined a record setting volume.  Certainly the
duration was unmatched previously.  And then the afterglow hit, that
hyper-intense feeling of penile pleasure that's so powerful it almost
hurts.  I went totally weak and helpless.  I felt a stong urge to pull
out, but knew enough not to and instead collapsed on top of her still
shuddering.  She reached back to hug me closer to her and all I could do
was pant in her ear, "I love you so much!"  
Eventually I softened and popped out of my wife's ring-hold.  We both
shifted onto our sides and I hugged her close to me.  "Are you alright?" I
asked.

"I can't believe we just did that!  It was like I wanted to shit but
didn't have to. All the time I thought the pain would be too much; I was
so afraid.  But once I relaxed and started rubbing myself, I just
concentrated on opening up, mentally tellling those muscles back there to
just melt, go limp.  And it happened."  she confessed.  "I came twice
before you even popped inside and a bunch of little ones after that.  And
you felt so hard inside me back there."  Her admission brought some life
back to my flacid friend that she noticed.

"Let's go inside and get another beer.  I want my warm bed and my husband
cuddling me until I fall asleep."  she said.  

I thought, "The fantasy isn't over at all.  It's just beginning!"  We went
inside, leaving a pile of clothes on the deck.

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