Page 2 of Tushie: A Taboo Tale of Forbidden Love

Now she was undoing his belt as he unclipped her bra and within seconds her breasts were bare as his hard cock bulged through his jeans. She felt the edge of it through his trousers and then smiled as she unzipped him, laughing as it popped out through his boxers.

She knelt up in front of him and began to undo his shirt as he caressed her breast with one hand and stroked her hair with the other. As the last button came undone he threw it off and Elsie turned her attention to his underwear, pulling them down hard and exposing her husbands huge and erect cock.

Without hesitation she slipped him deep into her mouth and stroked him back and forth in her palm, running her tongue over his glans as he moaned and arched his head back. She took him deep into her throat and back out again, then quickly around her mouth and tongue, tickling the very tip as she pumped him firmly.

He reached down and took her shoulders, pushing her back onto the bed and then he was tugging at her skirt, pulling it down and off and his thumbs slipped inside the edge of her knickers as he exposed her.

Her pussy was already soaking wet and she

leaned back against the pillow and parted her knees. Without breaking eye contact with him, she lowered a single finger and pushed it inside herself, as deep as she could go. Then she pulled it out and beckoned him forward, pushing her wetness into his mouth as he knelt between her legs.

He pulled her down sharply so she was laying flat, making her gasp and then he put one knee beside her, and one between her legs and traced his hand down from her cheek, along her neck, down her chest, around her breast, down her stomach and onto her waist and then finally, he parted her lips and slipped two fingers inside her.

She was soaking wet already and he pushed in and arched up and began to thrust back and forth, like he was beckoning her toward him, pushing over and over against her g-spot.

As she writhed and moaned and twisted with her eyes closed, he surprised her and closed his lips over her nipple, running his tongue around it in a swirling and flicking motion as he kept his pace.

She could feel herself starting to cum and she reached out for the back of his neck, pushing his face into her bosom as his fingers pleasured her.

As she came, she arched her back and moaned out loud, then she went silent, her mouth in the shape of an O as she shuddered and whimpered.

Then she collapsed back onto the bedsheets as her husband sat up.

In one quick motion he spun her over and pulled her up onto all fours and then knelt behind her as she looked back at him.

‘Fuck me hard,’ she said as they locked eyes and a moment later his rock solid dick slid all the way into her at once, pushing her forward as she cried out in pleasure.

His cock was so big she could feel it push against her cervix and she yelped out in pain.

‘Sorry,’ he said. ‘I didn’t mean to go so deep.’

She winced but then nodded.

‘It’s okay, keep going.’

He pushed into her again, but not as far this time and began to speed up.

It wasn’t long until Elsie was moaning again as her husband’s girth and length filled her up. It felt so good when he fucked her like this from behind. It was her favourite position, although she loved missionary too. It was nice to look into his eyes, but he always fucked her harder from behind.

She wondered if it was because he liked the view. She always felt a little self-conscious when they fucked like this with the light on. It felt funny to her that he was making love to her and looking down on her ass.

But it was also a little taboo. Her little hole was something that only her husband ever got to see. It was naughty, but she had to admit that it turned her on.

His hands grabbed hold of her waist and then slid round to her ass as he continued to pound her, the head of his cock stretching her insides as it grew and pulsed.

She sensed him raising his hand into the air and then felt it smack down on her behind as he spanked her. He did it a second time and she moaned in pleasure.

Then he rested his hand against her ass and squeezed it as he pushed into her.

Then something else happened.

As he swept his hand across, his thumb grazed her other hole and she bit her lip as a wave of naughtiness and surprise rushed through her.

‘Sorry,’ he said, as he pulled his hand away.

But Elsie was shaking, and her lips had gone dry.

She turned back to look at him.

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