Just once.
Larry had said he'd gladly give up his left nut to be able to suck my wife's nipples, to fuck her gorgeous body, "just once."
Perhaps it was the fantasy, not of him fucking my wife, but of me fucking his. Despite that I love my wife and her exquisitely responsive nipples, his wife's wonderful tits had always enthralled me. The turnaround in my mind, of me "just once" fucking his wife, even at the expense of allowing him to do Suzie "just once," had driven us past the point of no return.
And now I couldn't get her out of my mind.
The way her breasts had filled my mouth. The way her pussy had gotten wetter and wetter from my attention to her breasts. The way her nipples, which I understood from Larry never got much more than barely detectable, had meshed with my attention, had obviously enjoyed the lathing of my tongue, and finally the nipping of my teeth. The way her pussy had been wet and tasty when I went down on her, and wet and wanton when I finally sank my cock inside my neighbor's wife.
Every morning I was awaking and remembering the tasty nectar of Lara's pussy. Every night, that Suzie and I made love, I remembered Lara's dainty nubs; sucking hard on her mounds of flesh to get her nipples to pop out even as I feasted on Suzie's delectable nipples which had nearly doubled in size to my tongue and suction. While making my wife wet and wanton, slipping into her, I would remember seeing her hand guide Larry's dick into her pussy; him pounding into her, totally the opposite of my style. Now, going down on my wife, eliciting her clit to pop out and allow my tongue to caress her most intimate spot, I couldn't help but remember Lara's more visible clit, the way I'd actually been able to close my lips and suckle it, the throbbing when she came, the shuddering and shaking of her body, and her hands gripping my head. Not that this didn't happen with Suzie, just that my mind was constantly bringing up the no longer attainable Lara. After all, it had been "just once."
If anything, initially our sex life was just that much better. It had never been "bad", although the "every night and five times on weekends" of newlyweds had diminished to just two to three times a week before our "swap". Now, driven by lustful memories, we were back up to nearly every day. That first week after, we fucked every night, and it wasn't just me instigating our loving.
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"Adam?"
"Yeah, babe?" I answered, stepping out of the shower, looking up and finding Suzie once again wearing her "nothing there" bikini. "Oh my, is somebody ready to play?"
Suzie giggled, looked naughty and slid forward into my arms. I kissed her, her mouth hot and wet. "I want to do it again... like last Saturday? Only we need to take it a bit slower, Ok?"
"Slower?" I asked, trying to put together in my mind what it was that I'd seen on film and correlate to what she was asking. I was immediately sure what she meant, yet this wasn't anything that we'd done before, nothing she'd ever asked for before.
"I really liked that... when you fucked my ass? I've always wanted to try and never known whether that would be enjoyable, but once I got used to it..."
"You liked it." I just said it matter of fact, not trying to elicit any more information, or give any more for that matter.
"Initially no, it just really hurt, but as I got used to it..." she giggled. "My ass was sore for three days, but OMG -- that orgasm... totally different than anything I've ever had with you before."
"And you want to do it again?" Despite that I'd never had an appeal for anal sex, I found my cock swelling. Whether it was just to the thought of sex or specifically to the thought of doing my wife's ass, or whether it had been Larry that had done it first, I didn't know.
"I did some reading this week. Apparently one clue is lots of lube in my ass before I let you get that far."
"And you're going to do that?"
She looked a bit sheepish and said, "I already did."
"Oh." I slid my hand down to her bottom, feeling her buns, and then slipped my fingers between her cheeks. Although I'd run my fingers between her buns and across her rosebud before, I realized that this time she was slippery; she had indeed added lube to her ass, although I hadn't yet tried to penetrate her.
"So... easy does it. Start with a finger and give me time to relax..." I did as she bid me, pressing gently against her anus with my middle finger, feeling her pushing back, and just like that my finger was sliding inside her. "Oh... oh yeah!"
Unlike putting a finger in her pussy, inside her ass was... well, loose. It was only right at the sphincter that it was tight, I could easily wiggle my finger around, but moving through the sphincter itself, her bottom gripped my finger quite tightly. Many was the time that I had fingered her pussy, and there her body expanded and contracted to grip my entire cock or finger, but her ass maintained a constant pressure near the knuckle -- it was just an "open" cavity inside. "Oh... Oh yeah, I'm going to like this. Ummm, that's really good.... Oh... Oh... Ok can you change it now, and use your thumb?"
"You want me to take my finger out and put my thumb in?"
"Yeah. But keep your fingers away from my pussy until you've had a chance to wash with soap and water. You don't want me getting an infection."
"Let me add some lube," I said after I'd pulled my finger out as, pressing with my thumb, I now found it just a bit less slippery.
"Yeah. That would be good...." I dribbled a bit on her asshole and then again on my thumb, eliciting an "Oh FUCK! OH GOD!" as I brought my thumb to her ass and gently pressed into her. "oh! OH! Oh, I've got to cum! I've got to make myself cum!" she moaned as her hand dove between her legs, her fingers finding her clit, and practically instantaneously shuddering in orgasm. Surprisingly, just having my thumb in her ass, along with her fingers dancing on her clit, had been enough.