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I didn't mind not getting her ass... much.
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About a year into our relationship, I went in to work on a Saturday to find Megan sitting on the floor in front of the couch, much as she'd been the first time she'd let me do her doggy style. Her hands were working herself under her skirt. Megan's panties were stretched out on the rug beside her, as if drying. It was a message. I knew her well enough now to know she was really horny.

I took my time approaching and undressed slowly in front of her, removing my pants first to give her lots of time to see my cock grow as it became excited at the thought of what was about to happen.

"Hurry," Megan urged. I nodded but slowed my progress even more.

"You bastard," she accused me. "I've been horny as hell all week. Where have you been."

"Oh, here and there," I remarked casually, now completely naked except for my socks. I took my time removing them and placed them carefully on top of the pile of clothes I had set on the couch. I stood and jacked my erection slowly. "Take off you dress," I instructed her.

Megan leaned forward and reluctantly extracted her hands from under her dress. It was quickly unzipped and she rocked from side to side, lifting her cheeks, until she managed to pull the dress over her head. She was completely naked. The dress was all she was wearing.

"You could have helped," she barked.

"Yeah, I could have."

I leaned down to grasp Megan's feet and dragged her away from the couch until she was lying on the floor. I sat on the floor beside her and stretched out, pulling her onto her side to face me. As I kissed her, I pulled her tight, trapping my erection between us.

We kissed and fondled each other but every time Megan tried to pull away so she could handle my cock, I kept her pressed tight, denying her. She rubbed her pussy on my balls and my upturned cock but every time she tried to pull back to get my cock out so she could get it into her pussy, I held her tight. Soon, she was frankly rubbing on my shaft.

"Fuck me, you bastard," she hissed.

"You want me to fuck you?" I teased, holding her ass tight on my cock.

"Yes. Come on. I need you inside me," she panted.

"I'm not ready yet," I whispered thickly in her ear.

I stuck my finger into my mouth, coating it with my saliva and kissed her ear, swirling my tongue inside like she liked. I reached down to divide her cheeks and probed her butthole, pressing the tip inside.

"Oh God, Tim. You bastard."

She loved calling me a bastard when I did things she really liked but didn't want to admit.

I sucked my finger into my mouth again and inserted it into the entrance of her butthole again. Megan shoved her ass back, forcing her tight little ring past my first and second knuckle, moaning loudly. I pushed my finger in the rest of the way.

"You naughty little thing," I whispered, pulling my finger out and plunging it back in. "Do you want my finger or my cock?"

"Both," she croaked, moving her hips back and forth.

I turned Megan's face up and kissed her, probing her mouth deeply with my tongue while I continuously worked her asshole. I kissed and worked her butt, and skidded my cock through her pubes, until she was breathing so hard I knew she would come soon.

Abruptly, I got up and walked, with some difficulty, to my desk. I opened the top drawer on the left side and grabbed the tube lying there. I walked deliberately back to Megan who was watching me, eyes wild. I didn't try to hide the tube.

I kneeled beside Megan and she turned onto her stomach. I didn't have to open her legs, she parted them for me. I pried her cheeks apart and squirted a liberal dose of lubricant on her partly open hole, then ran a bead the length of my cock with an extra swirl around the head. Tossing the tube aside, I straddled Megan's thighs, pushed my cock down and lined the tip up with her hole, holding one cheek to the side with my left hand.

Megan's face was twisted back, trying to watch.

"Make me be dirty," she sobbed.

I pushed my cock into her asshole and her mouth opened wide but no sound came out. I slide forward, very slowly, trying to be as gentle as I could. Megan's hand found and gripped my thigh. I stopped. When her fingers loosened, I slid forward, even more slowly. Her mouth closed.

Further, further. I was in. I held still. Megan's hand pushed on my thigh and I pulled back until she squeezed me again. I pushed forward. Several more slow thrusts and Megan pulled her hand away. I started fucking steadily, fucking her sexy ass!

When she was humping her butt up to meet my thrusts, grunting with the effort, I leaned forward and pulled her head up so I could get my mouth close to her ear.

"You dirty thing," I croaked, then let her head fall forward. I couldn't maintain control myself any longer.

I loved coming in her ass. I loved even more the sounds she made when I fucked her ass, they were wild and primitive, almost primordial. And I loved how Megan liked it, surprising herself, and let me do it many more times, even initiating butt-fucking sessions as often as I.
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That's how it's been for the last six years. Six years of happy family life and sexual bliss. Our oldest kids are nearing the point where they'll soon leave home. Within five years they'll all be gone. I don't see any need to change our domestic arrangements.​
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