Buttfucked!

One good push, and my cock was embedded in Justine's asshole up to my balls, the delicious tightness of her rectum made all the tighter by the fact that her husband Michael's big fat dick was buried in her pussy up to his balls.

Let me tell you how I got into this situation. Before today, it had been ten years since I had seen Justine, and, by extension, ten years since I fucked her last. Back in the day, if Justine and I were together, we were fucking, without exception.

I liked her well enough, until she ratted me out to my wife, but the feeling was not mutual. Basically, Justine let me fuck her to piss off her redheaded friend, who was my main fuck buddy at the time; it worked fabulously, to my knowledge they haven't spoken since.

No, Justine didn't care for me one bit. But I fucked her brains out, so she let me keep coming around for a while. Like most guys with big dicks, I don't mind being used for a fuck toy, and if you have a pussy like Justine's, well, just go right ahead and use me.

She got into a relationship with a man who thought he might like to be part of a threesome, and being Justine's go to emergency dick, I was asked if I might be interested.

Long story short, the whole thing blew up her budding relationship, and I got the blame. We didn't speak for years.

A couple of years ago I wrote a story about her, although I never published it, largely because it was true and accurate in every detail. But I did consider publishing it, and reached out to her for her permission.

Much to my surprise, her permission was granted.

We texted back and forth a few times, awkward as that was, but soon we both came to the realization that the sexting we used to do was great fun, and since we now lived too far apart to reasonably get together, it seemed pretty safe. We could text and flirt and write sex stories together without fear of having to actually meet and deal with the awkwardness of seeing each other again after some of the things that were said.

At least that's what I thought. Until Michael came along.

Michael was, in every way, the strong handsome man that Justine had been looking for all her life, complete with an enormous penis. Their relationship was quickly strong enough for Justine to want to indulge his fantasies, including watching a guy with a big dick fuck his woman straight up the ass.

And who did Justine know with a big dick and a proven ability to absolutely torch her asshole? Well, me of course! I've enjoyed many a powerful orgasm within the confines of Justine's rectum; there's no way I'd turn down the chance for another one... or two... or three...

When I arrived at their home, I was quite surprised at how much her appearance had changed. Her hair, which had always been thick and luxurious, had grown almost to waist length. Her waist had shrunk, and, if anything, her enormous breasts were even larger, comfortably filling a G cup.

Her ass, which had always attracted an inordinate amount of attention from black men, was as full and magnificent as it had ever been. Her facial features had softened, making what had been a pretty young lady into a frankly beautiful woman. It was all I could do to take my eyes off of her long enough to properly meet her husband.

Michael, at 5'11" was a fine specimen of manhood, as anyone with eyes could see. A regular gym regimen gave him rock hard abs visible through his fitted shirts. His thighs were so muscular they stretched the seams of even the most forgiving of fabrics. His jawline was square with just the barest hint of stubble, the kind movie stars wear as a badge of masculinity. He was Chris Hemsworth and Henry Cavill all rolled into one feast for the eyes. He extended his hand and shook mine firmly, reinforcing the air of confidence he projected.

So it was that, a scant 15 minutes later, I found myself hammering Justine's tight little anus with everything I had, thinking to myself that if anything, she was even better than she was ten years ago.

Michael was slamming his cock into her pussy like a madman, and soon I was able to match his rhythm so that both of our long thick dicks bottomed out inside her at the same moment.

"God, this has to be brutal for her" I thought, but the look on her face argued otherwise. Sexy little whimpers issued from her throat, her half-closed eyes took on a glazed sheen, her flawless complexion seeming to almost glow. She had always been a beautiful woman, but right now, with my cock flying in and out of her asshole, she was the most glorious thing I had ever seen.

Michael and I fucked her brains out for the next half hour or so before I felt it; that feeling I get in her ass every time I go just a little too deep. A bit like a little tingle coming on, a warning almost, albeit an incredibly brief one. I always liked Justine's silky pussy better than her ass, but for some reason I couldn't last as long in her butt. And right now, I had lasted as long as I was gonna.

"Oh shit, I'm gonna cum" I grunted.

"Me too" Michael replied and began to pound his dick into her deeper and harder than ever.

And that was all I could take. With a grunt I slammed myself into her all the way and started to blow my load way up in her asshole. A second or two later, Michael was doing the same deep inside her pussy.

Suddenly Justine began to whimper and shudder from head to toe. I'd seen her have tons of orgasms before, they're beautiful to see, a little whimper, nipples pop up, you know, all the usual stuff. But this was by far the most intense I've ever seen her have. Her body began to shudder violently and the little whimpers she normally made turned into a loud moan; I could feel her anus convulsing around the thick base of my cock.

Between the copious semen of two well-endowed men and Justine's own plentiful vaginal secretions, the bed underneath us was soaked by the time our slowly softening dicks flopped out of her.

"Fuck, this bed is soaked" Michael grumbled. Looking at it, all I could do was nod my head in agreement.

Justine let out a little laugh and simply walked to the linen closet, coming back with an armful of towels.

With the towels arrayed on the bed in such a way as to cover the worst of the wetness, Justine bounced up on the bed, her huge titties jiggling in a manner that made our dicks spring to full attention.

Michael lay down next to her on the edge of the bed with his legs dangling and pulled her over on top of him, her huge tits pointing straight up at the ceiling.

Justine reached around with a free hand and guided the head of his dick to her tight pink anus.

He began to push his well lubed rod against her asshole until, with a little snapping noise, the massive head and a couple of inches sunk into her rectum, plunging in, slowly, inexorably, until his heavy balls compressed against her big firm ass.

Justine made a little whimpering sound and lay back on Michael's chest, his strong arms encircling her, taking each of her enormous breasts in his hands and rolling the nipples around between his fingers.

After a long moment, he pulled his bulging cock back almost all the way and began thrusting smoothly into her rectum. Again, she whimpered. I'd heard her little sex whimper many times before, and the result was always the same; a surge of blood to the head of my cock.

I moved up between their wide spread legs and rubbed the head of my cock up and down her labia, still soaked with sperm from Michael's copious ejaculation.

Bending down, I pulled a nipple into my mouth as I pushed against her opening. My cock slid deep into the warmest, wettest, silkiest pussy I have ever felt. (Note for Patreon readers only - this is a true statement. This lady's pussy is off the charts, possibly, nay, probably, the best I've ever had. Too bad we hated each other, eh?)

Michael and I settled into a pattern of alternating slow, deep strokes that had Justine's sexy little whimpers coming nonstop.

I've always liked being on the bottom, especially when there's a pair of tits like Justine's in my face. She practically jammed her right nipple in my mouth before she forced herself down onto my cock all the way and began to shudder with her orgasm

I pulled her nipple deep into my mouth and let it slide slowly back out, then pulled it all the way back in, squeezing it gently with my tongue against the roof of my mouth, while Michael buried his cock to the root in her asshole and began to work it around in a big circle.

I could lavish her nipples with attention all day long, but the deep rotation in her anus by Michael's bulging glans made her pop up with a little squeal.

Suddenly, Michael grunted loudly and began to blow another massive load deep inside Justine's wildly distended asshole.

And that was all I could take. My hips rose up off the bed as I rammed my cock into her up to my balls; the thick base surged powerfully as I felt the first rope of my hot thick semen burst from the head of my dick and splatter against her cervix.

We all lay still for a long few minutes while our cocks continued to throb and spew our cum into her shuddering body.

By now we were all feeling pretty hot and sweaty, and, it being a beautiful summer day in Texas, we decided to head down to the pool. Michael and I donned our shorts, while Justine pulled on a spandex one piece that made me want take her right straight back to bed.

Cool and refreshing as the water was, the real show was watching the fairly large crowd at the pool lose their shit over Justine and Michael.

They seemed to be used to it, indeed barely noticing the men's eyes riveted almost as tightly to Justine 's fantastic tits, as the women's were to Michael's enormous cock.

I had brought a bottle of good whiskey with me, and, ignoring the no glass at the pool signs, had been pouring us drinks pretty steadily. Before long we were feeling no pain.

I had slid into the hot tub to rest my legs for a bit.

I was just about to fall asleep when Justine and Michael joined me in the tub. We talked for a while, Justine rubbed her big wet titties on me once in a while just to tease me, but I didn't mind, and Michael didn't seem to either, possibly only because he was quite a bit drunker than we were.

Michael's head began to nod, and the three of us headed back upstairs.

The first thing Michael did was make a beeline for the couch and pass out.

Justine and I laughed a bit before I turned to her. She leaned into my arms, letting me pull her close, feeling her breasts begin to compress against my chest as out lips met.

I've always loved kissing Justine. Everything about it, the way her body fits my arms, the softness of her lips, the gentle interplay of our tongues... I've got no words for it.

My right hand reflexively drifted to her breast, gently caressing it, feeling for that left nipple that I love so well as I worked the straps of her one piece down, exposing her gorgeous tits in all of their glory.

I had intended to admire her for a long moment, but my mouth was drawn unbidden to her nipples. I pulled one into my mouth, feeling it stiffen, savoring the taste and texture I had missed for so many years.

"Let's go back to bed" she whispered, taking me by the hand and leading me to the bedside.

I kissed her softly, running my hands through her thick luxurious hair, now perfectly streaked with gray. Their lips slipped and slid as their tongues slowly danced together in a tender romantic kiss that seemed to last forever.

My tongue slowly traced a path around her labia a few times before I pushed into her gently on my way up, my mouth now encircling her clit... sucking, licking, gently probing until soft whimpers issued from her throat; suddenly, Justine pulled my head down tight against her crotch. Her hips began to shudder as a powerful orgasm swept over her. As soon as she released her grip on my head, I quickly moved up between her legs.

I put a bit of spit in my hand and spread it evenly over the thick knob, beginning to rub it up and down her tight little slit. I could wait no longer. I leaned forward and pushed gently.

"Ohhhhh Justine " I sighed in her ear as I entered her.

My long thick cock beginning to vanish through the dark patch of hair on her mound and into the depths of the silkiest I have ever known. Several minutes of slow, gentle thrusting later, my long thick cock was fully embedded in what doctors call the Anterior Fornix of Justine 's vagina.

Call it what they will, I just call it the grip spot, and now, that spot had a grip on my glans like a strong wet fist in a silken glove.

We settled into a slow rhythm, thrusting deep, savoring ever stroke knowing in my heart that this was probably the very last time.

Then it happened; that moment I will never forget as long as I live. She gently nuzzled my neck, working her way up to my earlobe, then gently probing my ear with her tongue as my thrusting got stronger.

"I'm ovulating, Robert" she whispered in my ear. "Cum inside me... I want your baby"

That did it. I slammed my rock-hard cock into her up to my balls and began to ejaculate deep inside her.

Rope after rope of my thick potent sperm splattered against her cervix, penetrating through to her womb.

"Oh god... I'm finally getting her pregnant!" I thought as my cock continued to bulge and throb inside her.

Many minutes later, as my slowly softening dick slipped out of her sperm soaked pussy, I rolled onto my back and pulled her close. She rested her head on my chest, while I gently stroked her long beautiful hair. Deep in her fertile belly, my sperm were already swarming on the surface of her egg.

"Thanks for coming over tonight" she whispered softly.

"My pleasure" I replied. "Think we can do this again soon?"

"Don't count on it." She said.

Oh well. I always knew I liked her better than she liked me.