The relationship between Tom and me was developing, although it was still mostly about sex; or rather anything else that we did ended up with having sex anyway. Not that I complained about it, that was exactly what I had needed.
A significant change came when Tom asked to try anal sex. You see, my story with anal goes way back. After we had had our third child my husband decided that anal sex would be our main contraceptive; I was in no position to argue so I had to accept his choice. My husband was gentle, precautious and understood my body well, so despite his size, stamina and sex drive he had never caused me any discomfort. Eventually I learnt to love it and enjoyed anal sex nearly as much as vaginal. Nearly because there was one catch - I could never achieve an orgasm solely by anal stimulation. It was not a huge issue because afterwards my husband would either finish me off with his mouth or I could use a vibrator during sex. Both solutions worked fine and the orgasms were perfectly satisfactory.
Sometimes we would play games and he would not allow me to touch my clitoris as he pounded my anus. He would not eat me out after he had ejaculated and I had to wait for his permission to climax. Anal sex turned out to be the ultimate method of edging for me and the orgasms that I was eventually granted were insane.
As I told Tom this story I tried to avoid mentioning my husband too often, since I knew how jealous men can be about ex's. Imagine my surprise when my young stud, who had lost his virginity with me only several days ago, asked specifically about my ex-husband and his ideas for anal. Tom was not jealous in the least when listening to stories of my former sex life, quite the opposite, he tried to learn from them, as he constantly did in our present sex life. He absolutely loved the idea of anal edging and politely asked me if I would like to try it with him. How could I decline such a request?
But we began with the basics, that is hygiene and preparation. I will skip the details here and move straight to the point.
Doggy style obviously is not the only position suitable for anal, but it was one of Tom's favourites so we were going to begin with it. I got my lover hard with my mouth, but his penis required more lubrication, as did my anus; there is no such thing as too much lube with anal. When we were both slippery enough I assumed the position on the bed, my head down on the sheets, my booty up in the air, my back bowed.
"I love it when you look so slutty, Eve."
"Oh you!"
I was rewarded with a slap on my right buttock, it was harder than just playful and soon followed by another hit on my left cheek. I must have been turning into a masochist in that regard since I was enjoying being spanked more and more. But no more slaps followed and Tom massaged my booty so that I would relax before the penetration. I have been ready the entire time but I appreciated the effort.
My lover placed the head of his huge penis by my anus and began to gently push it in. My experience with anal and the lubrication were serious, but a rough start is never suggested. My back door gradually adjusted to the penetration and stretched accordingly, soon Tom's entire thick pole was inside of me. I was rewarded with two more slaps.
"You like being my slut?" he asked.
"Mhm..."
Slap! Slap!
"Say it!"
"I love being your dirty slut," that was a cheap line from porn, but at that specific moment it sounded genuine "fuck my ass!" I added.
"I love you, my wonderful slut."
Two more slaps were again my reward.
The assfucking that ensued was somewhat anticlimactical, but completely appropriate. Tom went slowly and carefully making sure that my anus was ready for every motion. Only when he was confident that I was fully prepared he picked up the tempo; once we reached that stage it all progressed swiftly. Soon Tom's hips were hitting my buttocks and his thick penis was stretching my back door mercilessly. The claps of our flesh were being accompanied by my moans and cries which were getting louder with each passing moment. An occasional slap of Tom's strong palm on one of my buttocks spiced up the cacophony.
Then he stopped; his penis buried deep inside of my bowels. He slapped each of my buttocks hard. I was breathing equally hard as my lover leaned forward, reached his hands around my body and lifted me until my back was resting against his torso. He played with my breasts as he whispered dirty words into my ear; the whispering soon into licking and even biting.
His hands on my large breasts were rough and he even pinched and pulled my nipples; my lover knew well how I loved all that. His penis remained inside of my anus the entire time.
Suddenly it was over; just like the anal sex moments ago. Tom pushed me back onto the bed, slapped my bottocks and resumed the hard pounding; my moans soon returned to their previous volume. My lover once again proved his incredible stamina; the anal sex had already brought me to the edge but he clearly was not over with me yet. I tried to sneak my hand between my legs to rub my clitoris, but Tom clapped it away. He continued to pound me rough as I rode the edge unable to climax.
Eventually he reached an orgasm, his motions because hectic and the shoves not as thorough. He ejaculated his voluminous load deep inside my bowels, then slapped my buttocks a few times; by then they had already gotten red.