First Time Anal

I looked around, and my eyes went back to the family whose sunscreen I had borrowed. The wife, who wore a white one-piece suit was on her hands and knees smoothing out her beach towel. I paused time and walked over to her. She was slightly overweight and had some cellulite on her thighs and a bit of a sagging belly, but was still a MILF. Her husband was rubbing sunscreen on his son's back. He was a barrel chested man with a hairy chest and a deep tan. Did not look like a guy I wanted to mess with in normal times, but with my new power, nothing was normal. I walked behind his wife and slapped her ass a few times. I reached up and undid the strap to her swimsuit that tied behind her neck. I pulled her suit down past her ass. I dropped my pants and lubed up my cock with sunscreen. I had never had anal before, and this looked like the perfect opportunity. I felt a twinge of guilt about fucking a man's wife, but he would never know it, and she, though would certainly feel something very odd when I restarted time, would not know she was just anally ****.

I slid my cock into her anus. I had no idea how tight it was supposed to be, but it was tighter than any pussy I had felt. I slid my cock back and forth and grabbed her hips. I slapped her ass a few times, and with time stopped, the skin on her ass would depress a bit and stay that way. I kept it up for a while and was pleased with my time before I shot my load into her. I pulled out and right after I did, a drop of my cum from on her anus which froze open to the width of my cock.

Before I put her swimsuit back on, I put a small pinch of sand in her pussy lips and on her anus. I then wiped my cock in her medium brown hair and put my trunks back up. I walked over to my blanket, sat down, and restarted time.

The wife's body jerked up to where she was just kneeling. I saw her look around and imagined she was feeling some anal leakage and had no idea what was going on. Her husband was still concentrating on putting sunscreen on his boy, and was not paying attention to her, so she reached around and felt the wet spot on the back of her suit. She turned around and sat down, apparently to hide it. She had on some large sunglasses, but I knew her mind had to be racing, and she had to be confused.

I then noticed the two girls whose bikini bottoms I had packed with sand were coming out of the water. I knew there was no way they had gotten all of the sand out, especially up their cracks. They walked over to their belongings and set up their beach towels. I wondered how to screw with them now.