"I know it's a week early but, I feel bad about leaving the kids with Wanda," Wilma explained to her husband. "I just love Europe, honey… but you know how Wanda is and I just know the kids are miserable. If we go back now we can still take a week's vacation with them."
George grinned at his wife and nodded.
"I've been thinking the same thing," he confessed, pulling the airplane tickets out of his pocket. "I got these changed earlier this afternoon while you were out shopping. We leave tomorrow at noon."
"Oh, George!" Wilma laughed, hugging him lightly. "You're a doll! Are you worried about how the kids are getting along with Wanda too?"
"Yeah," George chuckled. "I keep thinking about the time we had that beach party and how Wanda acted afterwards. She really turned into a man-hater that night and I don't want her to change the kids that way. It'll probably take us a whole week to get them back to the way they were. I don't think it's good for kids to be left with such a prude for three whole weeks."
"Let's do something special our last night here," Wilma suggested. "You name it, George. I'll do anything you want to do."
"Anything?" George asked, his eyes lighting up. "Did you say anything?"
"Well… yes," Wilma answered. "Anything that won't get us into any trouble, that is. You weren't thinking of robbing a bank or something like that, were you?"
"Nope," George grinned. "I was thinking about something I always wanted to do but you never let me. How about it, Wilma? You said anything and I want to fuck that nice tight second cunt of yours."
"Ooooooh!" Wilma gasped, giggling even though she felt a little quiver of fear run through her body. "I didn't mean that anything. I… I don't know if…"
"Come on, honey," George coaxed, rubbing his hands over her nipples. "Just let me try it. I can always stop if you don't like it. All I want to do is try it once and see what it's like."
Wilma shivered again as George's hands began to squeeze and massage her full, round breasts. She supposed it wouldn't hurt just to try it. They'd tried everything else and she certainly wasn't a prude like her sister, Wanda. George had promised to stop if she didn't like it and it seemed kind of silly to deny her sexy husband the chance to turn his fantasy into a reality. Wilma was sure that she wouldn't like it but there was no reason not to try it for a little while and see.
"Well… I did say anything," Wilma mused, beginning to smile as George's hands began to caress her nipples harder and harder. "All right, George. We can try it, but remember you promised to stop if I didn't like it."
"I remember," George replied hastily. He didn't know why Wilma was this reluctant to try ass-fucking but he was sure that she'd love it the way she loved everything else, once he managed to get his hard cock up her narrow anal passage. He knew that Wilma had never done it before and he wasn't going to admit that he'd tried it a couple of times and loved it. What Wilma didn't know about those conventions every year wouldn't hurt her. She probably wouldn't be too mad, but George knew when to keep his mouth shut about playing around on the side.
"You… you want to do it now?" Wilma asked, feeling her nipples grow hard and hot under the pinching teases of George's fingers.
Now that she'd finally agreed to try it, she was a little nervous about her decision. George's cock was awfully big and her little anus was a lot smaller than her cunt. She really didn't see how it was going to work, but at least George would stop urging her if they tied it and found they couldn't do it.
"There's no time like the present," George ginned, reaching around to unzip the back of his wife's dress. "We can always ring room service later if we get hungry. Let's just stay right here and enjoy our last night alone before we go home."
"All right," Wilma giggled, helping George slide off her dress. It really was nice being alone for a change. She missed the kids and worried about them of course, but it felt almost as if she and George were newlyweds again. They'd never had a proper honeymoon after they were married. They'd just waited until they graduated from high school and then got married quickly so that George could start in working and take night classes at the college. There was no chance for a honeymoon the next summer. By that time she was pregnant with Scott and it didn't seem as if they'd had a moment alone since the children were born.
Wilma shivered in excitement as George unclasped her lacy brassiere and her rich, creamy breasts spilled free. It seemed strange to feel this excited after years of marriage but every lime George touched her, Wilma got goose bumps. She could feel her cuntal tissues dampening with heated juice and she almost giggled right out loud at the way she was trembling. She was acting like a nervous bride again. Every time George started to caress her it was like the very firsts time all over again, except even better. Who said sex got boring after a while with the same partner? She just wished she could enjoy it more at home when the children were in the house. She and George always had to fuck in their bedroom with the door closed and that put a real damper on things. The only time they could have a real party was when Scott and Sally were gone for the evening.
"Mmmmmmm, more." Wilma giggled, pressing her palm against the front of George's pants. The kids weren't here now and she didn't have to be careful about being a good mother. This vacation had been wonderful, going off alone with George and doing all the things they couldn't do at home. The only fly in the ointment was Wanda. Wilma was convinced that the kids were miserable being left with her prudish sister. They'd probably have all sorts of hang-ups when she got home.
Wilma's fingers pressed lovingly against the stiff hot bulge of George's cock and she sighed lustily. This was their last bight to really enjoy themselves and she was going to make the most of it. This was one night when she would try anything George wanted her to. Ass-fucking might be fun after all. It didn't seem as if it would be, but if George wanted to do it so badly that his cock was jerking already, she'd cooperate. They'd spend their last night of freedom right here in the hotel room and she wouldn't say no to anything. She'd let George push his hard hot cock light up her little quivering anus if that was really what he wanted to do.
"Just a minute… let me get something, honey," George groaned, pulling away from Wilma's eager fingers with obvious reluctance. "I've got that bottle of wine I've been saving for a special occasion. You hop in bed and we'll have a little party for just the two of us."
Wilma grinned happily as she pulled off the rest of her clothes and stretched out on the bed. It was nice being able to stretch out naked on the bed without the fear of any interruptions. This was going to be a blast and she could hardly wait for George to get back. She could hear him rushing around in the bathroom, getting glasses for the wine.
"Here you go, beautiful," George chuckled, handing Wilma a water glass full of wine. He had taken his clothes off too and his cock stood out like a lance, stiff and hard and ready for action.
"Mmmmm, good!" Wilma laughed, taking a sip of her wine. "This is just like that honeymoon we never had, George. I'm glad we decided to stay in tonight. This is much better than going out to a club or something."
"We haven't even started to have fun yet," George chuckled. "Sit up, honey, I want to try something."
George dipped his finger in his wine and reached out to anoint his wife's nipples. She gave a little squeal of excitement and shivered as the chilled liquid touched the throbbing rosebuds of her nipples. It sent a shudder rippling through her body and she giggled in delight as George spread the expensive wine all over the creamy white slopes of her breasts.
George grinned at Wilma's reaction. Her hard pink nipples were thrusting out like two red marbles, quivering on the tips of her round breasts. Then he bent down and began to lick as Wilma moaned in delicious excitement.
"Aaaaah! So hot!" Wilma gasped, shivering and giggling as George's blazing tongue swirled around to flick her nipples into pulsing buds of hardness. "Suck them, honey… suck my nipples for me."
"Mmmmmmmmm," George grinned, nuzzling up against her sweet breasts and opening his mouth wide to suck in her fiery hard nipples. "Mmmmmmmmm!"
"You too!" Wilma giggling dipping her fingers into the wine glass she was still holding. She covered George's throbbing prick with wine and her tongue swirled expertly, tasting and smacking as she licked his lovely stiff pole dry.
"Hey… careful!" George cautioned. "That feels too good honey. Finish your wine and let me show you something else good. Bottoms up!"
Wilma obediently downed her glass of wine and set it on the night table. "All finished," she giggled, licking her lips and smiling at her handsome husband. "What next?"
"Next is this," George grinned, reaching down to pick up a jar of Vaseline he'd gotten that morning, just in case. "Turn over honey… I'm going to give you a real treat."
"Uh… all right," Wilma gasped, trying not to sound as nervous as she felt. George was really in a hurry tonight. Usually he played with her cunt a little first or sucked her nipples much longer. Tonight he was really eager to get down to business.
"Just stick your cute little butt right up in the air," George said, as Wilma turned over and got on her hands and knees. "You're going to love this, honey. Just wait and see."
Wilma still had her doubts but she couldn't help the current of excitement that was rippling through her shivering cunt. Doing something new for the first time always gave her a rush of pure excitement. Maybe ass-fucking would be fun after all, she thought. George just might be right.
"Mmmmmm, you sure are beautiful," George breathed, staring at Wilma's quivering asscheeks and sighing. "I've been dying to do this for a long time now, honey. Just let me get your sweet little second cunt all nice and slippery."
"Ooooooooh," Wilma moaned as George unscrewed the top on the jar of Vaseline and covered his fingers with the sticky, greasy jell. She was trembling like a leaf and her cunt was blazing. The thought of George hurtling his big, hot prick right up inside her body in a new and different place was making her imagination run wild. Her pink cunt mouth was snapping and spasming already and he hadn't even touched her yet.
"Aaaaaaaah, George!" Wilma gasped as he spread a big gob of Vaseline into the moist crack between her asscheeks. "It… it feels wonderful!"
"And it's going to get even better," George promised, running his fingertip around the shaking entrance to his wife's anus. "You're going to love it, honey, I guarantee it."
Wilma wasn't quite so sure but she certainly loved this part of it. George's finger was probing now, stretching out the entrance to her blazing anal ring and then his finger was pushing inside, sliding up the slippery back channel of her rectum and making her cunt tunnel squeeze and suck hungrily.
"Oooooooh," Wilma moaned, wiggling, her asscheeks a little so that George's finger would slide in a little farther. She was really beginning to like this new, exciting feeling. Every time George pushed in farther, her cunt gushed out another heated flood of cream. It felt just wonderful and now she could hardly wait for George to shove his hot, hard cock right up her tight ass. She wanted to find out if it would feel even better.
"Mmmmmm, nice and slippery and hot," George sighed, greasing his prick thoroughly with his free hand. "Your ass is kissing my finger, honey… I can feel it!"
"Yessssss," Wilma moaned, shaking even harder. Her tightly clenched anus was contracting around the stiff pole of George's finger and a wave of excitement flowed through her whole body. She was really beginning to think that George was right about ass-fucking. It was gonna to be fun after all.
George wiggled his finger experimentally, and grinned as Wilma shuddered violently. She was awfully tight but he figured she'd loosen up just fine once he forced his thick cock in. At least the Vaseline was making everything nice and slippery. He should be able to get it in if he thrust really hard and pulled her back against him at the same time.
"Aaaaaaaaah!" Wilma groaned, shivering uncontrollably as George pulled his finger out. His finger had felt awfully big, invading her tight, clutching anal channel. She didn't know how he was ever going to get his cock in. It was a lot bigger than his finger. He had to get it in somehow. She wanted him to, now that he'd started. If his finger felt this wonderful his prick ought to feel a hundred times better.
"Ooooooooh!" Wilma gasped, pulling away instinctively. George's huge, bloated cockhead was pressing right up against the little hole of her anus and it was much too large to go in. She could feel her tight back passage stretching out widely but it would never work, she thought. She was just too tight. It was physically impossible for George to fuck her in the ass. He was too big and she was too small.
Wilma felt her husband push her quivering asscheeks apart. She felt naked and exposed as he grabbed her around the waist in a tight bear hug. She could feel the head of his hard cock pressing up against the quivering little mouth of her ass and it felt as if he were frying to drive a tree trunk up inside her body. They couldn't do it. It wouldn't fit.
George began to work his cock forward. He could feel the resistance of Wilma's shivering anus and he pushed harder and harder. Then he heard her cry out as the tip of his cock slipped into that tight pink rubbery ring and her anus closed around him like a burning vise buried in her ass. His balls mashed against her moist asscheeks and stuck here as he held her to him tightly, feeling the way her tight, blazing ass rippled and sucked at his throbbing prick.
"Ooooooh, Jesus! That's good!" George groaned, hugging Wilma tightly. "Just let me leave it in a minute more, honey. I won't move or anything. Here… I'll play with your cunt at the same time."
"I… I… all right," Wilma agreed, blinking back her tears. Her flaming ass tunnel was so sore she could hardly stand it but maybe it would take her mind off the pain if George played with her cunt. She loved it when he ran his fingers over her creamy cuntal slit. She could stand it for another minute if he played with her cunt.
"Mmmmmmm, you sure are hot!" George gasped, reaching around to touch Wilma's flaming cuntal slit. Hot cream flowed out over his fingers as he found the little erect bud of her clitoris and pressed on it with his fingertip.
"Aaaaaah!" Wilma gasped, her cunt mouth spasming wildly. She'd never been this hot before. She was almost coming from George's first touch and that had never happened before.
"Awwww, Jesus!" George gasped, pressing Wilma's love button again. He began to flick the little sensitive bud back and forth in the way he knew she loved and every time he did, her tight, burning ass channel sucked at his cock. Wilma might not know it, but she was beginning to get used to assfucking. He could feel her blazing tunnel stretch out and then snap back every time he made her cunt spasm.
Wilma's head began to whirl. A little hungry flame licked at the back of her churning asschute and she shivered in excitement. It didn't hurt quite so much now. It didn't really hurt at all. It was beginning to feel almost good being impaled and invaded by George's mammoth prick.
George could feel his wife begin to shudder in delight as he started to move his prick back and forth slowly. He wanted to build up to it slowly and give her ravaged little ass passage a chance to get used to the hurtling spear of his prick. He decided he would take it in easy stages and work up to a nice fast fuck. By that time she'd be just as eager as he was.
"Ooooooooh!" Wilma gasped, squeezing her eyes shut tightly as George's wide hot prick began to move. She expected to feel that tearing, jolting pain again but it was different now. The soreness was starting to ebb as her lust grew stronger and stronger. She felt her stuffed ass tunnel clutch and wrap around George's probing cock and she began to move back and forth, wailing hungrily as the glow of passion invaded her senses. It didn't hurt at all now. All the soreness and pain were gone and in their place was an urgent need to feel George's prick piston in and out harder and harder.
"More!" Wilma cried, jamming her quivering asscheeks back against George's body. "Harder, honey! It feels good!"
George couldn't hold back his chuckle of delight as Wilma's hips started to move and her ass tunnel squeezed wore and more deliciously. She was finally beginning to get unto it now. She loved it, just like he did. All it tock was a little persuading and she was thrilling to the hard lunges of his prick in her ass.
"Ooooooh, yes!" Wilma squealed, circling her hips and reveling in the tight, stuffed feeling George's huge cock was giving her. She could feel the lusty fires of excitement kindle her body and then she was squirming and writhing, skewering her tightly clenched ring around George's invading prick as the fire built up to a roaring blaze and her mind whirled with rapture.
George knew when he had a good thing going and he intended to take full advantage of it. His fingers slipped down until they were probing at the mouth of Wilma's shivering cunt. He'd fuck her there too with his fingers. She could be fucked in both channels at once and that ought to really give her a thrill.
"Aaaaaaagh!" Wilma squealed, shivering wildly. George's fingers were hurtling into her greedy, spasming cuntal mouth full and the tandem fucking released a flood of cream to soak her aroused body. It was so marvelous she couldn't help but think of what it would be like to have two pricks in her body at once… one in her cunt and one in her ass. It was the wildest fantasy Wilma had ever had and just thinking about it almost drove her crazy with passion. Two lovely hard cocks at once, stuffing her body with hurtling, screaming lust. She wanted to try it so badly she almost died of rapture. Two cocks at once! George's and… and… and Scott's!
Wilma let out a screech of excitement as the exciting thought of fucking with her own son invaded her mind just as swiftly as George's prick was invading her, ass. But she couldn't… it wouldn't be… she was a bad mother for even thinking such a terrible thing! Of course Scott had a lovely, cock. She'd seen it not too long ago when he was dressing and she'd happened to pass his open door. She hadn't wanted to admit that she'd felt a sudden burst of passion as she had stood there and stared at her handsome son. A mother shouldn't think such things. It wasn't natural.
But he'll be fucking girls soon, Wilma heard a voice in her mind say. What's wrong with teaching him how to fuck just like you taught him how to tie his shoes and do his arithmetic? she thought.
"Oooooh, Jesus, baby!" George gasped, driving in hard. "It's just too good! I can't hold it for much longer!"
Wilma's mind whirled crazily as George lurched and pounded into her clenching ass tunnel. Suddenly he wasn't driving his fingers into her cunt mouth any longer. Now it was Scott who was fucking her there. Scott was fucking her cunt while George fucked her ass and the fantasy sent Wilma hurtling over the edge of passion as her body flamed brightly and, exploded in a burst of rapture greater than she'd ever felt before.
"Aaaaaaaagh!" she screamed. "I'm coming! Hurry, honey… shoot your big cock in my ass!"
George drew in a great gulp of air as his head reeled. Wilma was so hot and tight in her clutching, spasming asschute it was almost like fucking a hot teenaged girl again. It was brand new and exciting and George couldn't help but think of his most secret fantasy… the dream of fucking Sally with her young, hot body and her tight little cunt.
Oh, George would never do such a thing, even though he didn't exactly see what was wrong with it if Sally was willing. She'd be fucking with some boy pretty soon anyway. Fucking with him might be a lot better for her than fooling wound in the back seat of a car with a boy who only cared about getting his rocks off and whispered about it at school the next day. She was growing up fast and she had the kind of sweet every body that was just like Wilma's. George couldn't see what the big objection was in teaching about sex in the most fun-filled way possible, but he was sure that Wilma would never agree with him. She was his daughter after all. Even though she was a lot different from her sister Wanda, his lovely wife still had some of the strict notions she'd learned from her parents. It was only a fantasy and he'd never tell Wilma but he couldn't help thinking about it now as he plunged in to the tight rippling channel of his wife's burning ass.
"Awwwww, Christ!" George yelped, driving in so hard he almost knocked Wilma forward on her face. His prick swelled up to giant proportions and then her squeezing, rippling asschute was sucking the cum right out of his cock until he was exploding like a burning enema into the burning oven of her ass.
"Aaaaaagh!" Wilma squealed. Hot, burning cream was jetting up her invaded ass tunnel like an infusion of fire. She felt the room spin around and she was screaming out in pleasure as they came again and again, each new spasm of rapture setting off the next until they collapsed exhausted and gasping on the bed.
It was a long time before George could roll over and pull his prick out of Wilma's feebly fluttering anus. Then he grinned at her lazily and sighed with satisfaction.
"Do you want to go but or anything?" he asked, smoothing his fingers over her warm trembling body. "There's still time to go out and party."
Wilma giggled happily.
"Me you kidding?" she teased. "Do you really think there's anything more exciting than staying right here and calling room service for dinner?"
George chuckled as he felt Wilma's body quiver under his fingers. She was really something! They'd probably have to get somebody to roll them on the plane in wheelchairs if he was reading Wilma's expression correctly.
"You're right," George chuckled glancing down at his rising cock. "I'd better order dinner now, before something else comes up."