Page 18 of Tushie: A Taboo Tale of Forbidden Love

He leaned down as he thrusted, each one with more force than the last, until he was next to her ear, then he whispered.

‘This is just a little warm up,’ he said, fucking her hard and deep as he spoke slowly. ‘Then I’m going to fuck you in the ass.’

Elsie came, her legs shaking as his deep voice shuddered through her. She cried out in surprise as her pussy squeezed her husbands thick member. She grabbed hold of the bedsheets as he kept going. It was as though her body had been on the very edge of orgasm all day, and now, hearing the sound of her man’s voice, so close to her ear as he fucked her again, had just tipped her over the edge, as though someone had overfilled a glass.

He kept going and she kept cumming. Wave after wave of pleasure washing over her, as he held her tight and continued to pound her from behind.

Eventually after more than a minute, she had to stop, and she raised her arm and waved it at him.

‘Please,’ she said.

Without hesitation he stopped and pulled out of her, still rock hard, and she slid up the bed, collapsing onto the sheets, breathing hard.

‘Oh my gosh,’ she said as her breathing settled. ‘I fucking love you. How do you even do that?’

She opened her eyes and watched, dizzy with bliss as he undressed in front of her. Sliding off his jacket, unbuttoning his shirt, letting his trousers fall down onto the floor and then removing his boxers and socks. He stood before her, erect, hard and completely naked and she sighed with delight.

’Are you going to fuck me in the ass now?’ she said, quietly and with an edge of timidity.

He reached down with both arms, leaned across her and placed one knee on the bed as he caressed her shoulders. His other knee came down on the opposite side of her as he straddled her waist, kneading his fingers gently into her neck and the back of her head.

It was better than heaven.

One night, back when they'd first started dating, they’d eaten out at a Cantonese restaurant, sampling the delights of the chef’s favourite dishes.

Afterwards they’d wobbled their way back to Cole’s old flat and snuggled on the couch to stream a black and white classic, with Cole mouthing the words of Humphrey Bogart’s character as he’d massaged her neck. She’d gotten so worked up and aroused that when his fingers grazed the bottom of her earlobes, she’d spontaneously orgasmed.

She’d tried to hide it, but she’d always suspected that Cole knew. They'd made love shortly afterwards and she'd come again several more times, but they'd never spoken about it.

It was that night that she'd decided she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.

Cole continued to massage every inch of her body, from her fingers, all the way up and along both arms, down her sides, across her bottom and her thighs, then down to her feet, where he paid extra attention.

By the time he was done, Elsie’s body felt like it was floating on a cloud.

But he wasn’t touching her anymore.

He had stopped.

She felt her heart start to race and she bit her lip again.

Cole leaned across the bed and with bleary eyes, Elsie watched with trembling excitement as his hand closed around the intimidating bottle of lube on the side table. She blushed again, grinning wildly, trying to stifle an excited and embarrassed giggle. As he settled back down she could feel his rock solid cock rest between her cheeks. It suddenly felt huge and second thoughts began to cross her mind.

Could she even take him? Would it even fit?

She thought back to this morning and tried to relax. Her vibrator was small, but it wasn’t soft. But then neither was Cole.

She could do this.

At the very least, she wanted to try.

She knew she was safe too, which made her feel more comfortable. He would stop if she asked.

Cole shuffled down the bed until he was sat across her feet.

Then he slid his hands up her thighs and over her buttocks, leaning forward until he was laying flat against her, kissing her upper back and sliding slowly towards her buttocks.

She gripped the bedsheets as his hands slid down her sides, grazing her breasts, his lips pressing softly against the ridges of her spine as he worked his way down.

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