Not yet. Time for anal

I rub my hand on her lower back. I say, “We haven’t done the thing Monica won’t do yet.”

Phoebe sighs, “You still want to put it in my ass after all that?”

I look down at her plump ass. After how many times she’s teased me with it, I really want to put it in her. I say, “Oh yes. What position do you like it in?”

“I’ve done so much work. It’s your turn. Go grab a condom and the lube.” She turns face down on the bed, then raises a knee up on one side. She looks back and watches me as I prepare.

I roll the condom on, and lubricate it. I take some more lubricant on my finger and insert it into her asshole again. She moans, “Yea, warm me up a little bit. I hope your thick cock doesn’t tear me.”

I fuck my finger in and out of her tight butthole. Then I work a second finger inside. She moans louder. “Oh fuck. I did not predict I’d be getting fucked in the ass tonight with a soda can.”

“It’s not that thick,” I say.

Phoebe says, “It’s close. Okay I’m ready. Take it slow.”

I take my fingers out, and straddle her outstretched leg. I tilt my cock down to her waiting ass. I press my tip against it and push in. Fuck! Such a different tightness.

Phoebe cries out and bites her hand. I ask if she’s okay. She breathes out, “I’m okay. Squirt a little more lube and keep going.”

I follow her instruction. Soon my cock is fully buried in her little ass. The view is incredible. Something I’ve imagined every time she’s bent over in leggings. I slowly pull out, and then push back in.

Phoebe moans. Her hand moves between her legs and she plays with her pussy as I fuck her ass. I don’t go too hard, but I do get in a rhythm. The feeling. The view. The moans. I don’t last long.

I pull out of her ass. I rip off the condom. I stroke my throbbing cock until I explode all over Phoebe’s back. White ropes streak across her tan skin.

We’re both covered in lube and sweat. Phoebe asks, “Can you carry me to the shower? I don’t think I can walk after having that thing up my ass.” She playfully slaps my cock.

I get off the bed, and scoop Phoebe into my arms. She’s so light compared to my wife. With my cock bouncing, I carry her out of the room to the bathroom.

The bathroom light is on and the door is slightly cracked. I hear the water in the sink running. I knock and say, “Excuse me. Don’t you mind if I use the shower.”