This is the first story I published on another site whose rules about the age of consent are different than Literotica's so I have re-written it to conform. I hope it still makes sense especially for those who saw the original version.
Thank you for all the feedback on my previous efforts and please let me know what you think about this. I don't even mind the numb-nuts who troll me as it is at least a response. It's better to have negative strokes than no strokes at all.
I try to proof read and edit all my stories but some things do slip through the net if the spell-checker accepts homophones (words that sound the same as another). The fault is all mine if I have not been vigilant enough.
Chapter 1
The July thunderstorms, which had been providing a free light show off the Croatian coast since dusk, finally hit the campsite about 10.00pm in a rage of wind and torrential rain. Dan had been watching it getting closer and closer whilst sitting drinking a few beers outside his VW Camper Van in the sultry heat and had enough time to take down his awning and store most of his outside gear under the van before the wind and rain hit hard. He was now stuck inside in the cramped interior of the small van trying to listen to music on his Ipod whilst the rain beat continuously on the roof and the wind rocked the van alarmingly despite the shelter provided by the large RV parked a few metres away.
Dan had arrived at the small campsite near the coast three days previously and been fortunate to get the last available place in a corner of the packed site. It was nearing the end of July and the summer season was in full swing. His van was jammed into a space between the RV and the external fence with thick forest beyond. It gave lots of privacy, but was a long way from the bar and the site amenities, not that he was going anywhere near them in this weather.
He was 3 months into a 6 month sabbatical from work, well, if truth be told it was an extended holiday and there was little chance that he would go back to the job and certainly not to the soon-to-be ex-wife and the small house they had shared in the suburbs of London. He thought back to the day when he'd told his boss that he would like to take a sabbatical and how liberating the feeling had been and how much simpler his life would be. He thought further back to the day he'd found out his wife of 10 years was cheating on him, helped, if that was the word, by an early return from his weekly 5-a-side football session due to a twisted ankle. He could still hear her passionate cries as he opened the door and started slowly up the stairs ...
"Ooh, go on fuck me harder, fuck my arse harder ... oh, godddd, yes, like that, more, MORE, YESSSS, I'M SO CLOSE! ...."
He recognized Gill's voice but his first thoughts were: "Fuck my arse? She won't let me anywhere near her arse, so this I need see"
He had stormed up the stairs as fast as his ankle would allow and into the bedroom to see the naked petite form of his wife spread-eagled on their bed with a guy he didn't know pounding her shit-hole. Her hands were gripping the bedspread and her eyes were closed but he could tell she was enjoying it by the expression of bliss on her face, a look he used to know so well but not so much of late, now he knew why.
The guy saw him first and stopped just as he was about to hammer another thrust back into her clasping anus. Without opening her eyes she thrust her arse cheeks back at him and cried:
"Don't tease me, fuck my arse, please, I need it so bad up my arse, godd I'm so close, FUCK ME".
The last was said with her normal demanding tone when she wanted something and wasn't getting her way.
The guy never took his eyes off Dan as he withdrew his cock from her arse with an audible pop, at which point Gill opened her eyes and saw Dan standing there. She didn't move, just looked at him.
"Oh shit, Dan, what are you doing back"?
She continued to look at him with a slightly smug look on her face; a look of someone who'd just had a good illicit fucking, was found out but didn't fear the consequences. However, the guy had a look of fear on his face as he collected his clothes and scuttled past Dan as he stood just inside the door to the bedroom. The front door slammed about thirty seconds later after what must have been a record for getting dressed, or maybe he had just left without any clothes on which would get the neighbours talking, thought Dan.
"Why?" he asked in a low voice, trying not to shout and scream, "Why do you find the need to fuck someone else. We used to have a fantastic sex life, but you obviously wanted something different. Who was he?"
"Who he is, is not important and, yes, I wanted some variety, we'd been getting boring" she said indignantly.
"So you just ride rough-shod over the marriage vows just to have some variety, well I'm glad you found it. Well now you'll have lots of time to try many more new varieties. Get up, get dressed and get out. Come back for any stuff you want when I'm at work."
Now her gaze wavered, uncertainty and fear clouding her face.
"You don't mean that, we can work this out ...."
She tailed off when she saw the resolute look on his face.
"Where will I go ...?"
"The guy who had his cock in your arse five minutes ago must live somewhere; you can go and finish what I interrupted ..."
He tailed off, and then finally asked the question that had been on his mind since he first heard her: "He fucked you in the arse and you were enjoying it, loving it, but every time I've done anything anally with you, like rim your arse or finger you, you have stopped me and said you don't like it. So why was it ok now, with him?"
She looked at him for a long time and finally said: "Actually I always enjoyed you rimming and fingering me but I always worried that your cock is too big and would hurt me. He's a lot smaller than you but stretches my arse wonderfully to give me an itchy, burning sensation in the arse and with a finger on my clit I get better orgasms then even you give me with your cock in my pussy or with your tongue"
At she spoke she started to squirm and Dan realised she was getting turned on by the thoughts of getting fucked in the arse, especially as she moved one of her hands under her body and obviously started to finger her pussy and clit. He also realised that his cock was starting to stretch and lengthen at the sight of her getting turned on and the memory of what he had seen as he entered the bedroom. She noticed him attempt to adjust himself and smiled coyly.
"You like the thought of fucking my arse don't you, if it will make things right between us I'm up for it. In fact, you look like you are up for it too, big boy! Come here and rim me first, get me nice and wet although we'll need a lot of lube for that big fucker you've got there."
He thought for about it for a long time but his little brain made the decision within 2 nanoseconds, a revenge fuck would be good and then she can piss off, and limped to the bed. She started to get up but he said gruffly:
"Stay there, face down, flat on the bed like the cock hungry anal whore you are"
A look of dismay passed over her face as he reached the bed and pushed her back down onto the bed and climbed over her and knelt over the back of her thighs, trapping her. He looked at her body as she lay there and thought what a fantastic arse she has, the first thing he'd noticed about her when they met for the first time. She thought her hips were too big and she also thought her B-cup breasts were too small. Dan had thought her boobs were absolutely perfect with large biteable nipples and the curve of her arse as it swelled from her back to the two round cheeks was one of nature's wonders.
"There's no need to be so rough about it"
"Well that's what you are, aren't you?"
"I thought we were trying to make this right ..."
"No, you're trying to make this right; I just want to fuck your arse"
He ripped his football top off and threw it across the room and then lay down on her back using his weight to hold her in place while he got out of his shorts and jock-strap. The latter was no easy feat as his cock was now a rock solid 8 inches which, once free, was resting in the groove of her arse cheeks. Gill was starting to squirm again but this time as a result of his 200 pound body pressing down on her.
"Dan, please, your hurting me"
"Not as much as it will hurt you in a few minutes"
"Dan, please, I know you're cross but if you do it nice it will be better for you and me" she pleaded, starting to sound desperate as she realised the predicament she was now in.
Coldly he replied "I don't give a fuck how it is for you".
Her squirming got more desperate and she tried to reverse head-butt him to shift him off. He dodged the blow and pushed his left hand on her neck at the same time as he forced her thighs open with his legs. She started to sob and continued to thrash about trying to dislodge him.