hotsnatch6
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I was going through my archives and came across the first part of a story I wrote years ago. I never went further because I developed writer's block after writing the introduction. So let me post what I have thus far and perhaps some kind soul can give me an idea of how to proceed:
I’m a happily married man with a great life. My wife is beautiful and she satisfies me in every way but one: even after years of marriage and despite my most earnest please, she won’t let me in her backdoor. I’ve always been an ass man and the main reason I married her was because of her gorgeous buns which are the perfect size and shape. I’d run my hand over those sweet cheeks every time we went out, kneading and caressing that nubile flesh. I was sure then that one day, I’d be able to drill her where the sun doesn’t shine.
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When I met my wife she was adamant about not having sex before we were married. However, she assured me that my desire to ream her was fine.
“No funny business before marriage,” she would often say, “but once you say ‘I do’ you can butt-fuck me up the ass every night if you want.
Tragically and much to my chagrin, she was singing a different tune after we wed.
“No way I’m letting you stick that pecker up my ass,” she insisted. “You’ll just have to give up being a tail gunner because my butthole is off-limits.” She accused me of having a fanny fetish and placated me by telling me that my giant schlong would never fit in her tight dumper.
I was disappointed but I didn’t give up my efforts. I was constantly pleading and begging to get her to spread her butt cheeks for me. Once when she was asleep, I even lubed up my meaty boner, gently crawled into bed next to her and pulled up the sheets, exposing her bare buttocks. I moved my rock hard dong over her outer globes until the tip of the head was pressed against her sweet bunghole. Just as I was about to shove my pecker inside, she awoke and began screaming and cursing at me. She called me numbnuts, peckerwood, shit-for-brains and then a no-good, dirty ass pirate. Needless to say, our relationship cooled after that.
My life took another turn a few days later when I came home early from work to surprise my wife. I picked her up some flowers and was hoping to make nice after my unsuccessful attempt at reaming her. I received the shock of my life when I entered our house, though, because I could hear her moaning and sighing in the throes of orgasm. I thought maybe she was using her favorite vibrator because she hadn’t let me get it on with her since the butt jam incident. Soon I realized she was not alone as I heard a man panting and moaning too.
I quietly walked to our bedroom door and peeked around the corner. My wife was riding him, grinding her hot snatch into his cock. Just then, she jumped off him and turned around to bend over. I cold see he had an enormous rod, much bigger than my average meat. When my wife was on all fours, she reached back to spread her butt cheeks for him.
“Do me in the backdoor!” she screamed. “I want to feel your giant dick deep inside my fanny apple. Screw my rosebud and fill my bowels with your nut juice!” I was quite taken aback by this strange turn of events.
This is where I got bogged down. Any ideas on how to proceed?
I’m a happily married man with a great life. My wife is beautiful and she satisfies me in every way but one: even after years of marriage and despite my most earnest please, she won’t let me in her backdoor. I’ve always been an ass man and the main reason I married her was because of her gorgeous buns which are the perfect size and shape. I’d run my hand over those sweet cheeks every time we went out, kneading and caressing that nubile flesh. I was sure then that one day, I’d be able to drill her where the sun doesn’t shine.
[Material prohibited per our forum guidelines.]
When I met my wife she was adamant about not having sex before we were married. However, she assured me that my desire to ream her was fine.
“No funny business before marriage,” she would often say, “but once you say ‘I do’ you can butt-fuck me up the ass every night if you want.
Tragically and much to my chagrin, she was singing a different tune after we wed.
“No way I’m letting you stick that pecker up my ass,” she insisted. “You’ll just have to give up being a tail gunner because my butthole is off-limits.” She accused me of having a fanny fetish and placated me by telling me that my giant schlong would never fit in her tight dumper.
I was disappointed but I didn’t give up my efforts. I was constantly pleading and begging to get her to spread her butt cheeks for me. Once when she was asleep, I even lubed up my meaty boner, gently crawled into bed next to her and pulled up the sheets, exposing her bare buttocks. I moved my rock hard dong over her outer globes until the tip of the head was pressed against her sweet bunghole. Just as I was about to shove my pecker inside, she awoke and began screaming and cursing at me. She called me numbnuts, peckerwood, shit-for-brains and then a no-good, dirty ass pirate. Needless to say, our relationship cooled after that.
My life took another turn a few days later when I came home early from work to surprise my wife. I picked her up some flowers and was hoping to make nice after my unsuccessful attempt at reaming her. I received the shock of my life when I entered our house, though, because I could hear her moaning and sighing in the throes of orgasm. I thought maybe she was using her favorite vibrator because she hadn’t let me get it on with her since the butt jam incident. Soon I realized she was not alone as I heard a man panting and moaning too.
I quietly walked to our bedroom door and peeked around the corner. My wife was riding him, grinding her hot snatch into his cock. Just then, she jumped off him and turned around to bend over. I cold see he had an enormous rod, much bigger than my average meat. When my wife was on all fours, she reached back to spread her butt cheeks for him.
“Do me in the backdoor!” she screamed. “I want to feel your giant dick deep inside my fanny apple. Screw my rosebud and fill my bowels with your nut juice!” I was quite taken aback by this strange turn of events.
This is where I got bogged down. Any ideas on how to proceed?
