The first story – https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/56arer/anal_manoeuvres_in_the_dark_how_i_m_fucked_my/
So in the 3ish years since the events in the last post took place, a few things had happened – I left the company, then rejoined at a higher role. I had loved and lost. Kat had been promoted, but had also spent some time apart from her husband. During this time she had put the weight she initially lost back on, but then lost it again and more.
Since I wrote the last story, the thoughts of that night had been bouncing about in my head (that’ll happen when you’re single!). Kat and I had still never spoken about that night, and it got to the point where I wanted to mention it, I just wanted to know what she thought of it or if she even thought of it at all. About 3 weeks ago, the planets aligned and I got a chance.
It was one of the first cooler mornings of autumn. I’d been in the office early as I had a meeting I wanted to get ready for. As I was heading to that meeting, I met Kat coming into the office. She was well wrapped up, but she had on a pair of black knee high boots. The following happened before I evening thought about it.
“Morning” she said, smiling as I walked past her.
“Morning Kat” I said, smiling back, “love the boots”. And I carried on walking. I resisted turning round to see her reaction, but I hoped there was one.
Later that day, Kat and I were in the same larger meeting. At the end of it she asked if she could talk about one of my old projects that was related to what she was working on. I had kind of forgotten about my comment in the morning as I’d been busy all day.
After making sure the room was empty, she started speaking in a quiet voice “the boots comment this morning, you were talking about that night weren’t you”. I couldn’t help but smirk, and I nodded. As it turned out, she thought about that night a lot. She said that she’d never had it like that before, nor since. We spoke for a bit longer in hushed tones, then I said it.
“We’re going to it again, aren’t we?” I said, staring at her. She nodded.
We started checking calendars. The following week we were both travelling. We figured out where we were and realised we were about 40 minutes apart on one night. We decided I’d check into my hotel, then drive to her hotel, then I could drive back in the morning. Subsequently, I moved a meeting to later in the day meaning I didn’t necessarily have to race back in the morning.
That week felt like it took forever, and it was in the back of my mind that she was going to back out. But she didn’t.
The night before she called my work phone. We’d agreed we would do this as those calls could easily be explained away to anyone who asked. We chatted a bit about work, but quickly got onto our plans. She then asked what I wanted her to wear, and said she assumed that I wanted the boots involved again. I thought for a while, then told her I wanted something that I could tear off her – in short I didn’t want her to wear anything that she didn’t want destroyed.
The day finally came and after covering my tracks with hotel check ins etc, I hired my car and off I went. A little over 40 minutes later I was on the phone to Kat as I walked into the hotel. As I approached the room, I told her I wasn’t going to hang about when I got in the door, she said she didn’t expect me to.
I opened the door and quickly shut it behind me. Kat stood at the foot of the bed looking amazing – the boots, as previously discussed, were on. She’d been shopping that afternoon and had a fishnet bodystocking/catsuit on with nothing on beneath it. She looked a lot slimmer than the last time we fucked, she looked perfect in it.
My keys and jacket got dropped, and I walked over and grabbed her. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her. 3 years of lust went into that kiss, and my hands went to her round ass. Her hands started working with my belt and undoing my trousers. I kicked my own shoes off and then got out of my trousers as they fell to my ankles too. Kat broke the kiss and squatted down, pulling my briefs down as she did. My cock was already on it’s way to being rock hard, but she took it into her mouth and worked her plump lips up and down it. I realised there was a mirror next to us, I looked over to see Kat squatting working her mouth round my cock, she did the same and smiled with my cock in her mouth – that image is repeating in my head a lot right now.
Her blowjob was very wet. She was repeatedly covering my cock with saliva and working hands back and fore over my length. I blessed to have a cock big enough to allow her to get 2 hands on it, and she started turning in opposite directions – like a chinese burn if there wasn’t an obscene amount of saliva on it.
“Are you hard enough to fuck me?” she said as she worked my cock. I didn’t answer, I pull away from her and I think I put on a condom faster than I ever have in my life. Kat was back up to standing. I grabbed her hand and pulled her over to an armchair. I roughly pushed her over it forcing her to bend over. I grabbed a handful of material between her legs and tugged sharply – the rip echoed around the room as I made a hole. I didn’t mess about, I push my cock into her went cunt HARD from behind.
Kat’s moans, shouts and screams were loud. I kept a controlled pace, I didn’t want to cum right away. I kept the thrusts hard and firm, burying my full length in each time, and each time being met with a reaction from Kat. I pulled out, I was getting too close. It was ass time.
I dropped to my knees. Another rip of the fishnet to give me access to her asshole. Before she had a chance to react, I buried my face in her ass. My tongue hit her asshole hard. Her shudder felt like someone had electrocuted her, the chair actually moved as she did.
I stood up, pulling her up and pushing her back onto the bed, her legs hanging off it. I squatted down, bringing her legs up over my shoulders. I stood up, pushing her legs off my shoulders and back over – this spread her asshole, and it meant I could see her face as I tongued it again. I went in again, hard. Her eyes went wide, mouth wide open, grunting as my tongue battered her hole. I kept doing this again. I knew the position – most of her bodyweight on her neck and shoulders – wouldn’t be comfortable so I didn’t keep her like that for long.
I dropped her down onto her back, and lifted her legs so I could open her asshole again. This time I guided my cock in, and much like last time it slipped in fairly easily. “Fuck it” she kept moaning as I started to do so. I grabbed her catsuit between her huge breasts and tore it again, freeing them. She moaned loudly as I ripped it, and she was going hard with her own fingers on her clit. After a few minutes of ass pounding, she came from playing with her clit. Her asshole repeatedly clenched around my cock, forcing me to slow down, but it brought me close. I pull out, pulling off the condom and I straddled her chest. I furiously wanked my self off, emptying my balls over her glorious tits. She started to use her breasts to finish me off. She ended up with my hot cum covering her tits.
I rolled off her and off the bed, sitting on the chair. I was exhausted. After a few minutes to recover, Kat stood up and remarked that the catsuit was probably ruined. It was still on her legs, but there were bits hanging off everywhere else.
We had a shower together, which was a nice way to recover. She blew me after the shower – a more conventional blowjob than the intense first session – and she swallowed my cum without even thinking about it. I ate her pussy on the bed shortly after that. The rest of the evening and the next morning were a mix of sleeping, fucking or making each other cum.
Last time we said we wouldn’t talk about it again. The next morning, I told her that I wanted this again. She said she wasn’t sure, so I told her that I’ll fuck her ass again at the office christmas party unless she says otherwise. She didn’t say yes, and didn’t say no. She’ll let me know apparently.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5bxuow/anal_manoeuvres_in_the_dark_vol_2_i_m_did_it
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