Stress Relief

[fnchristie81]

Christie rested her head against Matt's in partial frustration, figuring he'd probably thrown them out. He probably had no idea how much those things had cost, firstly, and secondly the functionality of most of them. Not that she was opposed to dressing in sexier underthings; that she had found she was looking forward to doing. Rather than express that frustration though, she decided to tease him. Besides, they were only clothes, and clothes he (and she) was willing to replace.

"Maiking room for some sluttier things to replace what I had, are you?" She moved her face down to kiss him. "Don't go too far with that, because then I'll have to be wearing that out in public where it might be noticeable to others. Unless you're ok with other people noticing..."

Christie reached down and grasped his hand, sliding it beneath her shirt and up to her still-braless chest and erect nipple.

"Some things can be  very easily noticed..."

 

[susurrus]

This deceptively simple intimacy was nice. After the craziness of the rest of the day, simple was good. It felt like the first time we'd actually been together in quite a while. It was certainly the closest we'd been with our clothes on in ages.

When she teased me about my gleaning through her underwear drawer, I just replied, "Sluttier, prettier, call it what you want. I like to think of it as 'enhancing the beauty of the woman I call mine.'"

And to the other thing she mentioned, I told her this: "Baby, as long as it's safe and you come back home with me, I don't really care what anybody else thinks."

After her near breakdown earlier in the day, I hadn't expected Christie to be as playful as she was. There was no way I was going to complain, I just figured she'd need to unravel a few more mental tangles, is all. I sure as hell wasn't going to pull my hand away when she grabbed it and guided it up under her shirt and onto her otherwise bare tits.

There was something planned in her devious, wonderful mind, because of the playfulness in her tone of voice and the stiffness of the nipples on her magnificent breasts. I've always loved the way they fit in my hands. Not too big, not too small, they were utter perfection in my book and complimented the rest of her form quite nicely.

"What do you mean? I didn't notice a thing until you pointed it out," I said just as playfully as I gave one firm breast a squeeze then pinched the nipple.

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie flushed with pleasure at Matt telling her that the underthings enhanced her beauty, and deepened her resolve to dress in a manner that he appreciated most of the time- rather than just on occasion like she had thought she would be. She also determined that since that was what he wanted, no one else's perspective would be allowed to cause her shame.

She purred with satisfaction when her husband took the initiative to palm and squeeze her breast in his hand, loving the way he played with it. His comment about not noticing how her nipples stood out made her give a laugh that turned into a pleased gasp when he pinched her nipple. To be honest, they were getting a little sensitive due to the unaccustomed amount of rough play they'd had lately, but it still felt too good to protest. Her eyes closed and she pulled back a little, turning the pinch into a sift tug. Her mouth remained slightly open from the laugh-turned-gasp, and she took advantage to lean in to kiss him again.

Her eyes opened, and she stared into his as she pondered how to bring up what she wanted to try with him.

 

[susurrus]

This was nice. Christie having placed my hand on her breast meant I wasn't going to get the "there's more of me" bit, but if she'd tried that, I'd have just reminded her of the agreement she'd made. I loved her tits - I loved every inch of her - and like all guys, I like playing with them.

After a little touching there was some more kissing, then Christie backed up a little and looked at me a little strangely.

"What?" I asked after a few seconds. The playful look was gone from her face. Serious time was back. I almost expected a sudden inquiry regarding my feelings about certain aspects of our previous encounter, in particular, those aspects that involved a certain blond, my penis and her vagina.

But Christie didn't answer right away. Whatever she had on her mind must have been pretty big...

Running a hand through her hair, I smiled a little at her, saying, "It's okay. Whatever you've got to say, I can take it. If it's a question I have an answer to, I'll give it to you. If I don't have an answer, I'll make something up."

 

[fnchristie81]

She was killing the mood, and she knew it. But she didn't know how to bring it up. How did one go about asking such a thing? Anything else, it was easy enough to just follow a guy's lead, especially when you've been married a few years like Matt and Christie had. But they'd never gone down this kind of road before, and she had no idea how to progress.

Finally she just blurted it out. "Can we try anal sex?"

 

[susurrus]

I saw the wheels turning, but they weren't turning easy. She started talking once, then twice, but stopped.

When sound finally exited her mouth, the words she said nearly knocked the breath out of me:

"Can we try anal sex?"

Now, it was my turn to be speechless. Somewhere along the line I expected that phrase to be spoken, but those weren't the lips I expected to hear them from. I wasn't obsessed with the notion like some guys seem to be, but the thought had crossed my mind. With a wife who's a nurse, you don't just casually ask a question like that, because you tend to get a lecture regarding "potentials." So, when I finally stopped looking like I'd just gotten the proverbial two-by-four alongside the head, I babbled:

"Uh... sure! You mean right now?"

I hoped to fuck she meant right now, 'cause it was the fastest my cock got hard in my entire life.

 

[fnchristie81]

Matt's reaction made Christie glad she had asked, but also made her giggle. The look on his face was almost as if she'd just handed him the keys to his dream car, but she doubted that the physical reaction she felt beneath her would have arisen from such a gift.

"Yes, now!" she told him. She slid her arms under his shirt, wanting to feel his skin. "Unless you have something else planned..."

 

[susurrus]

"Well, fuck..." I moved Christie so I could get up, then scooped her up and carried her to the bedroom. Once there, I made short work of the few clothes she had on, then wasted not a second in getting rid of my own. My cock stood straight out from my body, and a crystal drop hung from the tip.

"How do we do this?" I asked, knowing lubrication was involved and a lot of time...

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie laughed as Matt picked her up, managing to grab the lubricant she'd bought but lost her grip on it when he put her on the bed. She was stripped by him almost as fast as he lost his own clothes. She could feel that she was more than ready to be penetrated, and had to remind herself that she wasn't going to be receiving him there.

Instead she rolled over and groped on the floor for the lost bottle. Just as she grasped it, she started to slide off and had to use her other hand to keep herself from hitting the floor. She reached her hand back, holding up the bottle triumphantly.

"This should help!" she called over her shoulder. Then wiggled her way back on the bed after she felt Matt take it from her.

 

[susurrus]

I took the bottle of lube from Christie, which she presented with a triumphant grin. The girl had prepared, that was for sure.

As Christie got back up on the bed, I slicked up the fingers on one hand. I didn't know if there'd been any prep prior to this on her part, so I figured we'd have to get her used to being stretched back there.

"How about hands and knees for now, baby," I suggested. Might as well have everything easily accessible, I thought.

Again, a lip bite, followed by an eager grin. Before long, there was the most beautiful ass in the world staring me in the face. Her pussy glistened, but she was going to have to wait.

With two lubed fingers, I began to smooth the slippery stuff all over my wife's tight pucker. Then, reducing the fingers to one, I carefully pushed it in...

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie felt her first major twinges of misgiving as Matt began to smear the lube over the area around her rectum. Was she really up to doing this? It was such a dirty action, but she couldn't deny her body's response to even just being willing to try it out-she was practically dripping. To her surprise though, once Matt had coated the area, he pushed a finger in. She couldn't help but tense and start to pull away, but she arrested the movement. It didn't hurt at all, and actually felt surprisingly satisfying. Matt took to pushing it in and out, similar to when he was fingering her, and she began to rock back and forth in enjoyment and encouragement.

She could tell when Matt added another finger because the pressure increased, but so did the pleasure. Her body seemed to readily accept the difference in actions willingly, not only specifically her anus but also her vagina; she could feel that she was wet and leaking down her thighs.

It wasn't until Matt added a third finger that she felt the first real discomfort. It still wasn't bad, but she couldn't help but pull away rather than push back like she had. Matt persisted though, and patiently. She was glad that he was taking his time, and was certain that the lubrication was a big help in her body's willingness to accept the unaccustomed intrusion. Before long, she was rocking back and forth against his hand, willingly impaling herself on it.

 

[susurrus]

Christie's little hole was resistant at first, but the lube - and the fact that I hadn't attempted my cock right off the bat - let my finger glide in without much trouble. I held it in place once I got it in and just marveled at the sight of Christie's ass with my finger in it. Her muscles gripped and released a couple times as she, I was pretty sure, worked on getting her mind and body in sync.

"You're doing great," I gushed. "You can't believe how much I love you. I hope you like how this feels."

After letting her assimilate a minute or so, I started to slowly move in and out in a gentle fucking motion. A little while after that, I slid a second finger beside the first. Again there was some grip and release, but Christie seemed to master the conflicting signals her body was giving her more quickly this time.

When I added a third, it was a slightly different story. I heard a hiss as if this one was uncomfortable, and she tried to pull away from me, instead of helping with the fucking motion. I just let my hand travel with her as she moved, but I did tell her: "If it gets to be too much, say something. I don't want to hurt you, I want you to enjoy this. And let me know if I need to stop altogether or if I just need to give you time to figure it out, okay?"

Christie nodded her acknowledgement, but said nothing.

A glance around my hand to her pussy told me what her body really thought of this. It was almost as if a tap had been opened in her pussy. I could almost see the juices ooze out of her. Her inner thighs shone with fluid. Oh, how I wanted to lap all that tasty arousal up, but I had a job to do, and I was loving it.

After a while, Christie was fucking back on my fingers as eagerly as she had one and two.

Then...

"Okay, babe. I'm going to add one more finger. It's all I've got left. I'm sure as hell not going to try to fist you, especially this hole. After that, we try my cock. That sound okay? Are you ready for four fingers?"

 

[fnchristie81]

When Matt mentioned not only adding a fourth finger, but also "fisting" her, Christie panicked for a moment. Three fingers had been quite an adjustment, although now it was even enjoyable. Four, she thought, would  not be fun. And as far as fisting, she didn't think she'd ever willingly go for that.

Instead, she said "ok" to Matt's suggestion that he was going to start on the fourth finger and to speak up if she needed to. Honestly, the worst part was getting the sphincter stretched, so she figured she'd be ok once they were past that point.

As Matt slowly started introducing his last finger, she distracted herself by thinking back to the other things they'd done that day. All of those had played with her mind, and she had enjoyed those in soite of herself. This was just more thing to stretch herself sexually that she could do.

 

[susurrus]

I felt Christie's hole tighten on my fingers when I mentioned adding number four, and even tighter yet when I brought up the idea of "fisting." Either she had an idea what that was already or was able to put the pieces together. Didn't matter. As I said, I wasn't going to try it. My hands might not be huge, but I could imagine the sounds and facial contortions that might accompany such an attempt with either hole. I couldn't see putting Christie through it.

However, once I felt her musles relax again, she gave me a reluctant, "Okay," and I felt the grip and release as I began trying to work my pinkie in beside the others.

It was going, but not easily. Then, I got an idea.

Reaching under my wife, I dragged a finger of my free hand through the deluge that was her pussy. There was no way to tell whether the cause of all this lubrication was physical or mental - I suspected some of both - but it did encourage me that she wasn't really only doing this for me.

I carefully avoided her clit at first, choosing to tease a little to begin with. But when I felt my pinkie slide in beside the others, I gave her clit a good rub...

 

[fnchristie81]

Slowly, Christie began to relax. Just as slowly, Matt worked his fourth finger into her. This seemed to be taking forever, and just as soon as she became accepting of the level of discomfort she was stretched anew. Several times, she pulled away with Matt's persistent hand following, but he kept up his patience and didn't try to force any more during those times. Instead, with his thumb pressed against her clitoris, he stimulated her in such a way that he was able to keep her somewhat distracted in a physical sense. He was also speaking words of encouragement to her as he dilated her. Several times during the process she felt him adding more of the lubricant, drizzling it over his fingers and into her or down the cleft of her buttocks and into her.

She also kept herself distracted. She had thoughts of Meghan, and what she'd missed out on. Christie had enjoyed Matt watching her be pleasured by the blonde; would he have enjoyed her being pleasured by Christie? What other kinds of stimulation were women able to give each other? How would that feel, both giving and receiving? She knew the face Meghan had made when Matt had entered her, what if Christie could; what would that face look like?

She also thought about Matt taking Meghan, and inseminating her. He was willing enough to do that right in front of his wife, would he be as accepting if Christie had another guy? Then a devious thought came to her mind-what about Matt playing with another guy? He'd never shown any homosexual or bisexual tendencies before, but then again she'd never felt any herself. The thought of Matt on either end of another guy was surprisingly exciting to her, and she found herself pushing back against the hand in her rear entrance. The thought of being able to see such a sight, and maybe being taken herself by yet another, had her desperate for an actual penis inside her rather than the fingers currently there.

 

[susurrus]

There was no way for me to know what was going on in Christie's mind at the moment, but suddenly her muscles relaxed and she started to fuck back on my fingers. Something was new in her mind apparently, and it enhanced her eagerness in what we were doing. Didn't matter what epiphany she'd come to, as long as I wasn't hurting her. In the morning we'd have to talk. Once we were finished with Christie's butt, I was going to be ready for food, then sleep.

I kept up a steady circling of Christie's clit as she fucked back on my finger while pushed less and less. Before long, she was the one doing all the work.

"When you're ready to replace fingers with cock, you just let me know. He's just aching to try a new hole."

As I said this, I just let Christie continue to fuck back and forth on my hand as I kept the other going at her flowing pussy...

 

[fnchristie81]

"When you're ready to replace fingers with cock, you just let me know. He's just aching to try a new hole."

Matt's words brought her out of her fantasy world. She knew he would never do such a thing, but still...the mental imagery was thrilling. And she was definitely ready and willing.

As soon as she said she was ready, Matt repositioned himself directly behind her. Not knowing what else to do, but feeling foolish and thrillingly naughty, she reached behind and spread her cheeks for him to see his target.

Matt's penis entering her was nowhere near as uncomfortable as when he added his fourth finger, no doubt because of his patient preparation of her and the liberal addition of the lubrication. To her surprise, she was still getting sexual satisfaction as well. But in a whole new way that was indescribable. He was not only able to push himself in, but she willingly-even eagerly-pushed back against him so he could be buried in her.

 

[susurrus]

It took about a minute or so, but after a short while, Christie breathlessly said, "I think I'm ready."

As carefully as they went in, my fingers came out. For a few seconds, I watched my wife's rear opening gape, but as the muscles reawakened and the hole started to close, I realized I'd better get myself lubed up and make the attempt.

Christie's butt was once more just a cute little pucker by the time my cock was prepped, but it was a pretty good bet that the muscles weren't back to full power yet.

I had to smile when Christie reached back and spread her ass cheeks for me. If she hadn't already given me permission, this would have been a very nice invitation.

One thing it did do was make aiming for the correct hole a lot easier. I'd imagined fucking my wife's ass before - hell, what guy hasn't - but the one time I brought it up, I received a lecture regarding bacteria and infections and potential tissue damage, so I kept mum about it ever after. I still loved her pussy, so I wasn't entirely heartbroken over it.

Placing the tip of my cock against Christie's asshole, I asked, "Ready?" In response I got a nod.

As slowly - if not moreso - as I had with my fingers, I began to push my hips forward. Fascinated, I watched my cock disappear into my wife's butt. The feeling around my shaft was different - but not better - from her pussy. I liked both, but if I had to make a choice, pussy would still win, hands-down. Now that this genie was out of the bottle, I was going to take advantage when I could, though.

It seemed that my meticulous prep had done its job, because I slid in relatively easily. If Christie had needed me to stop, I'd have stopped. If she needed me to pull out, I'd have pulled out. I wanted her to enjoy this. I wanted some part of her to enjoy ALL of this. I didn't want her to do these things only because she thought I wanted her to. I wanted her to want to do them as well.

Then, I bottomed out (no pun intended). For the first time, my cock was buried in my wife's ass.

"My god, I love you," I gasped as I relished the sensation of her gripping my hard-on. "I'm going to start moving, okay?"

Another nod.

I started to fuck and as she got used to the sensation, Christie started to fuck me back...

"God, I can't believe I'm fucking your ass, baby," I panted as we really began fucking like we'd been doing this for years...

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie couldn't figure out why, for the life of her, she'd never allowed Matt to do this before. Granted, it wasn't as good as vaginal sex, but it was still wierdly satisfying.

"God, I can't believe I'm fucking your ass, baby," Matt said to her. He was thrusting into her as roughly as into her vagina, and she was willingly meeting those thrusts.

"Mmmmm...you like having an all-access pass to me, baby?" she teased him over her shoulder. "Should this be a regular part of our routine?" She realized that she wouldn't actually mind if he said 'yes'.

 

[susurrus]

For a while, we just fucked. Christie's ass just felt better and better on my cock. I sure as hell wanted to do this again and again.

Then she started talking. Oh, fuck. I wasn't sure why it seemed like every time Christie opened her mouth lately, whst she said just cranked my horn-o-meter up past the peg. Still, as so many times lately, what she said was a tremendous turn-on.

"You like having an all-access pass to me, baby? You want this to be a regular part of our routine?"

While I could never imagine this ever feeling routine, I knew what she meant. My rhythm never stopped as I panted, "Oh fuck... Yes... and yes!"

I knew Christie hoped that would be my answer, otherwise she never would have asked the question. If she wasn't enjoying this, she wouldn't have encouraged me by suggesting we do this again... and again.

Then, I slowed down. While I loved that she was getting so into this that she was fucking me back, I wanted to see her face.

"How about you roll over on your back, sexy girl? Or would you like to drive?"

I didn't care what her answer was. I was going to cum in my wife's ass before I slept...

 

[fnchristie81]

Oh god, Matt wanted to watch her. She knew he liked looking at her, but even after basically flaunting herself today she still felt extremely self-conscious. She rocked further onto her elbows this time, disengaging herself from her husband's penis, then slowly rolled onto her back and splayed her knees. Reaching between her wide-open legs, she once again spread herself open to receive him.

Rather than focus on what Matt might see with her, she imagined someone else watching the two of them. Would they be wondering which orifice he was going to penetrate next? Or would they be paying more attention to the jiggles of her breasts as she moved and was moved?

Matt slid easily inside her this time, and her eyes fluttered in pleasure at the taboo coupling. She chastized herself mentally though-who would want to see her? A customer from the boutique? One of Matt's friends or coworkers?

The fingers of one hand crept to her clit, while the other hand slid up her body to grasp one of her nipples for both Matt's and her pleasure.

 

[susurrus]

I noted Christie's hesitation to comply with my suggestion, though after a second or two, she did finally turn over onto her back. Once again she spread herself for me, and while I could have slid into her pussy, I knew the potential health risks with that. Besides, I wanted to cum in her ass. She'd wanted me to fuck her there, and some part of me always wanted to try it. To have had her actually ask for it... well, I'd be a fool not to take it all the way.

With amazement, my cock slid right back into her butt like it was meant for this. I loved watching Christie's reactions when we had sex. I really wanted to see what she looked like when I was in this, the hole I thought I'd never get.

"Baby, I can't thank you enough for this," I told her as my hips contacted her ass cheeks. "I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am."

 

[fnchristie81]

"Baby, I can't thank you enough for this. I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am."

Christie couldn't rock back onto Matt any longer, but she could arch her back in pleasure at his thrusting. Her fingers continued to rub and squeeze her sensitive areas, and surprisingly she was edging closer to a climax. She had heard one of her coworkers that enjoyed anal sex say that she had cum from it, but Christie hadn't thought at the time that it would be possible. Now though, she was wondering if it might be even without her self-stimulation.

She smiled up at her husband. "I do," she said softly. "It's far better than I ever could have imagined!" She thought about teasing him more, but decided against it; better to just enjoy that time rather than set herself up for something else. Her mouth seemed to have a way of doing that lately. Not that she was complaining-the opened horizons she had experienced so far had veen absolutely thrilling. Instead she just closed her eyes and allowed herself to live in the moment of the sensations Matt was causing inside her.

 

[susurrus]

I've always loved watching Christie masturbate. Not sure why: I just do. For her to do it while my cock was fucking her ass was just an added treat.

When she admitted she liked what we were doing, I was delighted. If she'd have said this was the worst idea she'd ever had and didn't want to do it ever again, then this would have been the only time. There's no way I'd ask for -or demand 'doing something like this if she wasn't getting somr degree of pleasure from it. I was enjoying what we were doing because Christie was.

After admitting she liked having her ass fucked, she then stopped rubbing herself and closed her eyes, I assumed to concentrate more fully on the sensations she was receiving down below. While I loved watvhing an expert work her body, There was enough going on to enhance my stimulation. I always loved watching Christie's tits bounce while fucking her, and they were doing plenty of that. Even though her pussy looked lonely, I could take care of that once I got myself off. She was oozing plenty of juice, so she liked what was happening, too.

I picked up my pace a little, and the fluids leaking from Christie's cunt were just accenting the slaps of my hips against her bottom.

I'd be cumming soon, but until.then, I enjoyed the sensations and the show...

 

[fnchristie81]

Now that she knew she could not only handle Matt in her anus but enjoy it, for some reason Christie's mind began to wonder what it would feel like to have someone having vaginal intercourse with her at the same time. Sure, she'd stimulated her clit earlier while Matt was introducing himself to her rear orifice, but that was different. She didn't even know how that would work, either though.

Still...

Slowly, one hand slid down her body before rubbing over her mound. She was wet enough she knew she could slide a finger directly in, but she wanted the tease. Eventually she slipped one between her lips, getting it good and wet and teasing her clit again.

Finally, she slid it inside. She could feel Matt moving inside her rectum through the thin membranes separating her anus from her vaginal canal against the back of her finger. She quickly added a second finger, then a third as her wonderment at what it might feel like grew.