“Fuck me baby. Make me come like my husband never could!” I was snarling through gritted teeth.My lover slowed his fucking right down to almost a ...tandstill. His cock was throbbing and twitching inside me. He ran his finger up my drenched pussylips and smeared the cum on my puckered asshole. He spat on to my asshole to mix in with my pussy juice. This made my body shiver with pure lust as he eased his finger in to my tight clinging sphincter. The feeling was a mixture of short sharp pain and. “I want to fuck you,” he said, “but first I want to lick your cunt, finger your arsehole, if you like that.” When she didnt respond, he went on, “Do you mind me talking to you like that? If it upsets you, I won’t do it.”“No. It makes me … makes me want to … to be fucked.”“Can you talk to me, too? Like that.”“Would you like me to?”“If you can.”“I’d like to try. I mean, were grown-ups arent we? Just the two of us. No-one will know what we do.” She frowned. “Oh, Harry, this is all so strange to. At one point two of us each have one of his balls in our mouths while the other blows him, and it makes him grit his teeth and tenses his whole body. A warm, erotic form of joy fills us from the core outward. We could make him cum right now, and that feels so good. We aren’t quite ready for that yet, though.Instead, one of us slips a finger behind his balls, and touches him in a place we have neglected. He has had his ass fingered many times, but it also makes him nervous every time, and it is. The way he moved, the way he cared and the way his eyes saw straight through me was irresistible. The desire was making every part of me throb. I would find myself playing with my clit wishing it were he who was doing it to me. My fingers would speed around my pussy thinking about him. When I came it was always with him in mind. My husband had never had this affect on me. He was cold and disinterested. He had already had two affairs and admittedly he was great in bed but the passion had gone..