Now we have invigorated our evaporated sex lives.Here's our story. .When we met our sex was unbeleivably exciting and spontaneously entertaining.We...did it all except one.Her being fucked by other men.Of course fantasising was one thing but that's where she left it.I of course maintained a constant reference to the subject even when we were'nt fucking.After 15-16 yrs and five k..s later she was stilll adamant that's as far as it will ever go.Well that was till she joined the gym.She told me. Khair maine himmat ki aur kajal ke paas jake use sorry bola…. Pehle to wo kuch nahi boli……. Phir maine dubara sorry bola to wo meri taraf dekhne lagi aur kaha ki kya ye sab mere karan kiya ja raha tha? Pehle to maine bhola banne ki koshish ki aur kaha ki kya sab kuch?Wo boli bhola banne ki jarurat nahi hai…….. Jab se tum ye sab kar rahe the mai tabhi se tumhare piche khadi thi……… ab tak mere pasine chutne lage the……… maine kaha please please kisi se mat kehna……… mai aaj ke baad aisa kabhi nahi. He had really nice balls that hung low. I remember they were really big too. I took my clothes off and he pushed me back and started to kiss me. I hugged him and I lifted my legs unto his back while we kissed. I guess that was an obvious sign I liked being fucked, because he reached for some vaseline and smeared it on my hole, and then on his cock.He rubbed his cockhead on my hole, up and down, and then slightly pushed it against my hole. Then up and down again, and then back to poking my. I hear a rip, but see only a blur of movement, and find myself lying in only my underwear, my torn dress gently crumpling into a heap on the floor. I stare at it open mouthed, then laugh as she leaps with the grace of a cat onto the bed beside me.Bending over me, she presses her lips to mine once more, sliding her tongue back into my mouth. We kiss passionately for some time, and when she breaks away, her eyes are fierce and wild with desire. I know what she wants and very slowly push her.