This story is about the non-consensual taking of my wife. Therefore, if you object to such things, do not read farther. This is a true story, representing the benefits of having properly trained my wife.
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At age 53 I still wake up most mornings with a hard cock. Unfortunately, there are degrees of "hard" at this age.
Since we've been together, I insist that my wife sleep naked at all times. Her various treasures are then available to use at my discretion. The reader will note I did not say, "if she was willing," or "if I could convince her," or some other milquetoast phrase. Brooke is well aware she may be taken at any time. She understands the expectation of the free use of her body; and her active participation when called upon.
Brooke and I have been married for 20 years. I am 53 and she is 52. Brooke is 5'3" and weighs approximately 130 pounds. Her curly, natural red hair hangs well below her shoulders. Since I last described Brooke, she's had some surgical work. Her natural breasts used to be 36E, however age took its toll and Brooke has since had a "mommy makeover." After surgery, her tits are now a 34DDD, standing proud on her chest like she was 25 again. Any leftover mommy looseness in Brooke's tummy was sucked, tightened and restored as well. At 52, she's got the smoking hot body of a younger woman and all the sexual knowledge of her natural age.
Typically, Brooke and I sleep on our right sides. Facing from the foot of the bed, I occupy the right side and Brooke the left. This way, I have free access to her remarkable tits. This morning, like others when waking hard, my cock is wedged against her ass cheeks, gently probing for the deeper regions where my cock would be fully enveloped.
I have previously described the process by which I choose to take and fuck Brooke while she's sleeping. Generally speaking, it's a simple mixture of a bit of lube, the proper angle and the sliding of my cock into her pussy. The game is whether I choose to fuck her and finish, without her waking; or to simply start slamming my cock in and out. With the more aggressive approach, so she has no choice but to wake and participate. If feeling aggressive, I usually end up grabbing a handful of red hair, directly at the scalp, holding her head firmly down to the pillow while I pummel her pussy.
It is a greater challenge to take her ass while she sleeps. Unless she's been drinking, I am virtually guaranteed to have her wake up once we breach her tight opening. Although Brooke routinely takes it in the ass, we continue to play this silly game where she puts up resistance until I'm firmly inside. Once we're there, it's virtually certain she'll come at least once before I deposit a warm, moist parting gift. Since she had not been drinking, I fully expected her to wake shortly after I had breached her incredibly tight ass. The game today would be to get the head in prior to her waking. Once in, even if she protested or tried to pull away, it was reasonably certain I'd end up finishing in her ass.
At 53, it is important to make sure that the morning wood is up for the challenge.
Accordingly, it has to be hard enough to not allow any bending when pressure is applied. This is the varying degrees of hardness coming into play. However, this morning was strong, straight and true. Being slightly above average, and the fact that anal sex was nothing new, the only accommodation was the slow, measured stretching of her bleached sphincter. I wanted to dominate her, not permanently damage her. Assessing that we were a go for launch, I shifted my lower torso around to achieve the necessary, familiar, angle of attack.
Like a well played hole of golf, the approach shot is critical. With her left tit still in my hand, I gently rubbed the now recessed nipple. Slowly, like a turtle poking its head out of the shell, assessing the safety of surroundings, it began to gradually emerge. Brooke enjoys aggressive nipple play however, the intent now was to gauge her level of sleep. I gently pulled the sheets down, allowing the cool air to coax out our little, hesitant friend. As the nipple started to emerge, I slowly stared increasing pressure between thumb and forefinger.
After applying a good degree of pressure, her metered breathing continued without interruption. So far, so good. Odds of success seemed to be leaning in our favor. The next step was to apply a good amount of lube to the head of my cock. I removed the hand from her nipple, shifted to the left, put a good amount of saliva in my hand and lathered my cock head. This process would be repeated a number of times, depending on the resistance we may be experience.
Left hand now back on her generous, natural left tit, I rolled back to optimum angle, slowly starting to rub my cock up and down the crack of her ass. As soon as the moistened tip of my cock was drying, the moisten and insert process was repeated. The next step is to ensure that maximum cheek penetration is achieved. As my cock runs up and down her ass, maximum penetration is determined when at the bottom of her ass cheeks the round outline of her asshole can be felt.
More nipple pinching ensues, continuing to gauge her level of sleep. Steady, uninterrupted breathing continues. The impression of her anal entry was now firmly imprinting itself on the pointed head of my cock. One more moistening action was required. The smooth, hairless crevice of Brook's ass was slippery. This last wetting action went well beyond the head of my cock, ensuring the remaining portion of shaft was moist as well.
Back to the golf analogy, this is the critical chip shot. You either stroke it well, placing the ball at or in the hole or, you position yourself to three-putt.
The head of my cock now starts to carefully press into her anal opening. Slowly, ever so slowly, the in and out motion, directly against her hole continues. Here is another critical point, push too hard and her natural reaction to expel will initiate, waking her in the process. Ever increasing pressure on the down stroke yields a slow increase in depth. At the critical point where the head of my cock is approximately half way in, her natural reaction to expel initiates. Here is where we fly or die!
As her ass tries to expel the invading assailant, the up stroke ensues. The key is to get into a rhythm with her natural muscle activity. Similar to trying to rock a car out of the snow or, move a large round object by rocking it back and forth through the apex, I rhythmically press her hole in and out. As soon as the expulsion initiates, I withdraw the cockhead, following up immediately with more pressure. Similar to lifting a difficult weight, I know that very shortly we'll reach the point where inertia takes over. Three or four more probe and withdraw actions, the crown is about to slip past her sphincter opening. Sure enough, with the next stroke, I feel the head of my cock breech her tight opening.
Almost immediately after puncturing her natural resistance, her hips try to pull away from the invasion. At this point, she is still sleeping. Her breathing is now less than metered than before. As her hips pull forward, my left hand quickly seizes her hips, holding against the invasion. During the mini-flurry of activity, I have extended by right hand, holding her right forearm with a tight grip, limiting her ability to move.
"Please don't fuck my ass," Brook pleads. "I have to go to the office today and I don't want to be in the toilet half the time."
"I didn't ask if you wanted it, did I you whore," I whisper into her ear? Grip still firm on her hips, I push the next inch of cock into her ass.
"No sir," Brooke responds. She realizes her fate and is now assessing whether to struggle or give in.
