When I [F] accidentally ended up with an ass full of his [M] cum [FM]

My husband Max and I had one rule: No butt stuff.

As you can imagine, a year of lockdown life changed our minds on a few things. But we’d still only actually had anal twice before last night, and both times it was with considerable build-up and anticipation.

Last night? Last night I thought I was going to read a book in the bath and go to bed early. Instead, I wound up with an ass full of cum.

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It all started because I made cupcakes. I had just pulled the pans out of the oven and went upstairs to offer one to my husband, when he let me know that his Discord hangout had been canceled for the night. “So let me know when you want to hop in the shower,” he said.

I suggested spoiling dinner with dessert first, but when we went down to try a cupcake, they were still a bit too warm to test. Might as well go for that shower then, eh?

Showers with Max don’t always end in shenanigans, but when he reached an arm out to turn the towel warmer on for another cycle, I knew it was on. [Editor’s note: Could we sound any more domestic right now?]

I started gently scratching his back, then let my fingers wander further south until I could just tease around his cock. My husband is 100% a grower, and I love watching him engorge before my eyes. I turned him around to kiss him and nibble on his ear as I kept slowly stroking his now rock-hard cock.

Seeing that he’d closed his eyes to revel in the sensations, I carefully and quietly crouched down to lick the head of his cock, then suck him inch by inch into my mouth and toward my throat. I knew he hadn’t been expecting it, so I grinned wide and made eye contact while I swirling my tongue around his tip. It’s the only way to say “you’re welcome” with a mouth full of cock.

It quickly became apparent he needed to be inside me, so he lifted me up and started rubbing his cock against my wet slit. I moaned in his ear as he got me wetter and wetter, and we both started picking up the tempo with the horniness of a couple of teenagers.

But teens we are not; we’re thirtysomethings with bad knees, and the angles in the shower are all wrong, so we silently agreed we needed to take this show to the bedroom.

I toweled off in record time and flopped my body onto the bed, my wet hair dripping all over the pillow and my wet pussy not helping matters.

Laying on my back, I gave him a look that must have communicated how thirsty I was to be fucked.

“Is there something I can help you with?” he asked coyly, eyeing my nipples that could at this point cut glass.

I spread my legs and invited him in, slowly at first, then fully to the hilt, groaning with the satisfaction of feeling properly filled. He sucked on my nipples, ground into me with his cock, and picked up in intensity as his orgasm built. I’d love to offer more details on this sexcapade, but for reasons that will become obvious, I am a little hazy on the details now. Anyway: As he started to lose control, I hugged his hips in with my legs, and he erupted in my pussy with rope after rope of cum.

I held him inside, not wanting to feel empty yet.

Finally, we lay back to catch our breath. He patted his chest in an invitation for me to nuzzle up against him, and truly, I could’ve fallen asleep just then. No dinner, cupcake be damned, just drift off to sleep with a pussy full of cum.

(“Sometimes I think you know when I haven’t jerked off for a few days, and you’re determined to get all that cum for yourself,” he said afterward.)

But sleep didn’t come. And with my mound pressed into his thigh, something deeper began to stir. I’d spent the morning watching and reading porn, and though I’d gotten myself off quite satisfactorily then, I started to yearn for another release. Since he’d just basically told me he literally blew his whole load on round one, I figured I was on my own for my finale.

“Where’d you put my new toy?” I asked him with zero subtlety. Max answered with a raised eyebrow and an immediate reach for his nightstand, where we grabbed the new rabbit-style vibe from Lelo he’d bought me for Christmas.

(Two side notes: 1) Hilariously, he’d put a little asterisk on the to/from label so I didn’t accidentally open it on a Zoom call with our families. And 2) god I hope no visitors to our home ever open up our nightstands; those drawers are just dildos, lube, nipple clamps, rope, and cock rings, all the way down.)

I began to slide my toy toward my dripping wet hole, when my husband chimed in:

“Hey, I’m not done with you.”

Defiantly, I turned the vibrator on, letting its tip slowly articulate forward and back against my G-spot as the smaller piece rubbed closer to my clit.

“Well if you’re going to do that, I think you should flip over and hand me the other lube,” he said. I whipped my head around — had he heard my thoughts somehow?

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Ever since he came in my ass for the first time six months ago, he’s been mildly obsessed with the idea of going for a “hat trick”: coming in my mouth, my cunt, and my ass all in the same day or weekend. We haven’t pulled it off, but he’s got me thinking about anal more, enough that I popped a little jeweled plug in after my shower earlier this week, with the intention of seducing him after work. A big project kept him working late that night, so I figured I was out of luck.

Maybe for Valentine’s, I’d thought.

And then, here he is, ready and raring to go, proposing ass play on a random Thursday night. Fuck yeah, let’s go.

I got on my knees and focused on my pleasure while he gently slipped a knuckle into my tight little knot. Then a second. I am Not Quiet in bed, especially now that we don’t share walls with anyone, and I think my husband is particularly proud of the vocalizations he can make me howl during anal.

He began slowly moving in and out with his finger, and I kept upping the intensity of the vibrations between my legs. I felt myself getting closer to the edge, and just then, he slid his finger out, and I heard the lube cap open. He pressed his dick against my tight little asshole, and I temporarily turned off the vibe to let him get settled.

Moving a millimeter at a time, he eased his member deeper into me, pausing to let my ass adjust and gauging when it was safe to proceed by how rowdy my moans were. Finally, he’d eased his whole cock inside me again, and I clicked the power button on the Lelo to start back up. Now we both could feel its relentless vibrations, and it made my husband even hornier. I know it’s hard for him to have to move so slowly when we have anal, but it’s ALWAYS worth the wait.

I savored the sensation of being double penetrated and started fantasizing about replacing the vibrator in my pussy with another cock. Behind me, Max was picking up the tempo and hurtling quickly toward another satisfying release.

I cranked up the toy another level, held the vibrations firmly against my clit, and exploded in a scream our neighbors probably heard. As the contractions subsided, I slowly eased the toy back out of my pussy, giving my husband some more freedom to pound into me. We both shook as he released a second hot load inside me, and I swear neither of us could speak for a few minutes.

—

Later that night, after we’d finally gotten to eat those damn cupcakes, I sent my new favorite porn link to Max’s best friend and got a little too lost in thought thinking about his cock joining the party we’d just had in the bedroom, but that’s a story for another time.

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Post script: As my husband rolled over and blinked his eyes awake, he yawned and said, “Do we ever have sex and you can’t stop thinking about it for days?”

“Uh, I just spent the morning writing a story of everything we did last night, so…”

Maybe we’ll get that hat trick after all.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/liejvs/when_i_f_accidentally_ended_up_with_an_ass_full