Let him take your ass

"I want it," you murmur. He yanks your hair and twists your head back and plunges his tongue into your mouth. Water drips from him onto the curve of your back. You playfully bite his lower lip.

"Tell me what you want, slut," his voice is stern.

"I want you in my ass," you push your firm cheeks back against him and impale your pussy on his cock. You stroke and squeeze his petrified shaft with your juicy inner walls.

Ted stands back, watching you fuck back against him, watching your dripping, tanned, shapely body writhe with pleasure as you lean forward and push your ass back into him. He lays a palm against the hot flesh of your ass and pushes you forward until your face is on the tiles surrounding the hot tub. His cock pops free of your hungry cunt. He pries your cheeks apart and presses his cockhead against your tender asshole. He's well-lubed by your pussy, but it isn't enough. He presses, but it's not enough.

You gasp at the feel of his spit in your crack, smeared over your tender asshole. His fingertip works at your pink knot, urging you to relax and let him in. When you feel his fingers - first one and then two - penetrate your spit-soaked hole it makes you want to cry with pain. He gently works them in and out, opening you up and preparing you for his fat cock.

After a bit of fingerplay the pain begins to turn to pleasure. You aren't just giving in to what he wants, you want it. You need his fat cock in your ass. He stands up fully and holds you with a firm hand above your ass. His other hand guides his cock to your gaping ass and with a grunt he slips inside. You gasp at the feel of his cock stroking into you, slowly, but fully.

"Oh god fuck me," you say and Ted obeys. His cock skewers your little butt, slowly and gently at first. You reach between your legs and frig your clit and finger your sloshing slit. Ted's penetrating prick is incredible, stretching the tight ring of your asshole and working in and out of you, so deep you can feel his balls touch the fingertips playing at your pussy.

You cum hard, kneeling upright and leaning your head back against his shoulder. He can only stroke into your ass shallowly in this upright position, but he makes do, and his big dick is enough to send you over the edge completely. Your legs shake and your eyes roll back in your head as hot pulses of orgasmic pleasure surge from your clit to your shuddering ass and back again.

Finally, Ted can take it no more. He shoves you forward a bit roughly so that you are back over the side of the hot tub and your ass is impaled on his fucking dick. He jams in and out of your tight hole, slamming your ass until it aches for his load. You feel him tense up behind you and he groans. His thrusts suddenly slow and he pounds very deep into your ass, his prick throbbing in your stretched ring, warm cum boiling up from his balls and gushing deep into your bowels. You feel each pulse and each hot, sticky release of spunk. He continues to fuck in and out of you slowly, his cum and the lube working into a greasy froth that coats your ass.

He finally separates with a pop of suction and steps back to admire the creampie of your ass. You look back over your shoulder at him and wiggle your butt to show off the raunchy sight. He smacks a cheek and you cry out and stand up.

"Now that's a workout," he says as you turn and embrace.

You sit back, a bit gingerly, into the hot water and relax a while with Ted. You can feel the cum being sucked away from your ass by the current of the whirlpool. Ted strokes your hair and you lean against his muscular body. Realizing the moment can't last, you tell him you need to shower and get back to work.

You head into the locker room for a quick cleanup. After a few minutes you've caught your breath and you dry off and dress in your work clothes. Things are a bit awkward in the car, so Ted puts the radio back on. You just keep mulling it over in your head. You didn't just cheat on your husband, you let your coworker fuck your ass. You shift a little uncomfortably on the seat. Ted looks over and smiles.

Ten minutes later and you're parting ways in the parking lot. Hopefully nobody notices you walking just a little awkwardly.

"Any time you want to work out, just let me know," he says. "I'd be happy to show you some other techniques."

You bet he would. You let him go in first so nobody makes a connection. It's going to take quite an effort to make up for the time lost on this long "lunch" with Ted.

There's only one thing to do: