0 comments/ 49049 views/ 4 favorites Older Dogs, Newer Tricks By: pjstewart50 Pam was still thinking about the way the young man at the garden center had stared appreciatively at her as she transferred her cart full of flowers to the trunk of her car. He had even rushed over to assist her with a few remaining pots. She remembered how he'd grinned shyly at her when she beamed her smiling "Thanks" to him. Damn, he reminded her so much of Tony at that age. Wonder what Tony was doing, Pam thought, as she entered the kitchen door and placed her handbag on the island counter. At the age of fifty, Pam's husband of thirty years, Tony, had retired two months ago. One year younger than her husband, Pam had left the business world two years before when their first grandchild was born. Some great investments along the way allowed the two an early retirement without many money worries. Of course, there would be no fancy European trips or foreign cars in the future, but they'd always talked about spending some good years together after the kids were all gone. And now the three kids were all gone-married and moved away except for Anthony Jr. who lived across town with his wife Jenny and their son Anthony the third. Pam and Tony adored their first grandchild and were both so glad that Tony Jr. lived nearby. The last two months, though, were not the best the couple had ever shared. It was quite an adjustment, the two of them in the house together all of the time. Pam worried, had been worried for a while, that Tony might have a mistress. She wasn't quite sure how he'd have the time. He was never unavailable, unreachable. But their sex life had been slipping for about a decade. She didn't really question Tony's fidelity; she simply didn't know how else to explain the waning sexual excitement. Pam was unsure what had happened. She adored Tony. She found him physically still very attractive. However, he seemed so emotionally distant. They had sex, and it wasn't bad sex, it simply wasn't as exciting as it used to be. Pam had tried to keep in shape over the years and had been successful-successful enough to make the young man today seriously wonder what it might be like to have sex with her, successful enough that Tony's former colleagues secretly envied his position as husband to such an attractive woman, successful enough that her daughter Sherry's husband had recently said that he hoped the old tale about daughters eventually turning into their mothers was true. So what, Pam mused, could she do to get their sex life going again before the imminent thirtieth wedding anniversary? She and Tony had too much time in the future to spend together without enjoying a healthy and happy sex life. They were both in great health. Pam adored Tony's still taut, trim body and stole secret glances at him in the mornings when he moved from shower to sink to closet in his morning ritual. She longed to reach out and massage his firm buttocks as she had when they were younger. The last time she'd tried this was one evening when they were alone, each comfortably reclined and reading new books on the sofa. Tony had jumped, startled, and averted her further touch. She had not tried that again. But, she did have to think of something to get him for his anniversary and also think of a way to attract him again. Tony jumped slightly when he heard Pam enter the kitchen door. Although he was two rooms away, he still felt a bit guilty because he was on the internet reading stories that piqued his sexual interests. Well, his unfulfilled sexual interests anyway. Pam would die if she knew of the things that he wanted to do. It was funny. These fantasies were relatively new. He'd not had them when they were younger. Perhaps it would have been good if he had-they could have explored them together. Tony's fascination with anal sex had started innocently enough a few years before. In fact, he hadn't realized he had such a desire to experience anal penetration. Following some painful but not serious day surgery, Tony's physician had prescribed some fairly powerful painkillers to be used "as-needed" for up to a week. One of the side effects of taking the medication was one of the worst cases of constipation Tony had ever had. Pam knew he was miserable and offered to give him an old-fashioned enema. Tony had been so miserably bloated that he hadn't hesitated. Anything, he remembered saying, anything to clean me out. Tony had been shocked when Pam eased the enema bag's nozzle attachment into his anus. A completely unexpected thrill crept deep inside his cock and soon made him stiffer than he'd been in a while. How quickly he'd forgotten about the discomfort of the constipation! How glad he was that his erection was hidden from Pam's eyes because of his bent over position. After having discharged the liquid into Tony, Pam left the bathroom. Tony couldn't determine what had been more pleasurable . . . the enema, the relief from the constipation, or the incredible masturbation experience that soon followed. Tony had secretly inserted the enema nozzle inside his anus many times after this initial experience. But it was not fulfilling. He wanted more, but he wasn't sure exactly what. Too bad, Tony now thought, that his and Pam's experimentation days were long gone. Pam seemed to have dropped off the sexual radar screen, not even a blip, when their last child, Matthew, had entered his sophomore year in high school and become practically self-sufficient with his driver's license. Pam went back to work and was apparently very happy working again. He had been surprised when she quit after Tony III was born. Tony's recent retirement, a well-planned event, wasn't going exactly as he had pictured it. A thirtieth wedding anniversary coming up. God, that was a long time to be with someone. Tony wondered if Pam ever thought about him in the same way she did when they were young. Every once in a while, he'd walk into a room and catch a glimpse of Pam and his heart would jump, just like it did when he'd first seen her so many years ago. No doubt about it. She was still fine. The yet incredibly taut body, the bouncing gait, the near-electric smile, still made Tony hard and eager to fuck his wife into delirium. But he didn't. He wasn't sure why. If he could experience his newfound desires with her . . . god, that would be hot! Pam had never been a prude. They had used sex toys long ago to enhance and extend their lovemaking, Tony remembered. In fact, a plan fomented in Tony's mind as he contemplated how to bring his fantasies into reality. Simple. Follow the Golden Rule. Do unto Pam as Tony would have done unto him. Decades ago, Pam had expressed a desire for anal intercourse. Unfortunately, Tony's length and girth made it an uncomfortable experience for her. They had purchased a small dildo, one of the old-fashioned hard plastic things! It wasn't the most realistic toy in the world, but Pam had been able to take it in and enjoy it as much as hard, cold plastic could be enjoyed. Somehow, through the years, they had simply gotten out of the habit of experimentation. Maybe it was time to check out some new toys. He was always seeing ads for sex toys on the internet. The dildos didn't look cold and inflexible anymore. Maybe a trip to the adult movie and book store was in order before the anniversary. He'd already purchased the diamond earrings he'd seen Pam admiring several months ago. Now, perhaps, he'd purchase a dildo. Nothing fancy, nothing huge. Something that she'd feel comfortable using anally. That's it. What a woman wants, eh? Diamonds and dildos. * * * * * Pam determined to make the anniversary weekend a special and rejuvenating one. Their children had given them a weekend at a luxurious hotel for their anniversary. They'd arrive Friday evening and not leave until Sunday morning. She wanted them to be smiling when they left that hotel. Pam had never been shy about asking people for information. She and Tony had experienced the very tail-end of the sixties decade. Although not old enough to have fully enjoyed the free love philosophy to its fullest, there had been enough sexual freedom left over in the seventies to provide them both with a healthy curiosity. That curiosity had been dormant for some time, but Pam's curiosity was back at work now. She had made an appointment with a counselor and now sat in a posh waiting room. Good thing she just wanted to ask questions, Pam thought. She didn't think she could afford many visits to this office. Hearing her name called, Pam rose and headed to the door being held open by an attractive woman about her own age, the counselor. She was soon ushered into an inviting office that was surprisingly more like a family room than a doctor's domain. Dr. Saldana, the counselor, offered Pam a comfortable chair. With little prompting, Pam jumped right in to explain why she was there. Over the next hour, she and Dr. Saldana explored different ways to put some spark back into Pam and Tony's sex life. Pam was very glad she'd made the appointment. She felt more confident now. * * * * * On Wednesday, Pam began her quest to discover a way to make their anniversary memorable. Inspiration led her to Tony's study. Tony's computer knowledge was pretty good. Fortunately, Pam's was better. She knew how to access the "History" portion of Internet Explorer. As Pam sat down at Tony's computer, she felt only mildly guilty. Tony was playing golf with his former colleagues. It was Wednesday. The anniversary weekend was only two days away. She really wanted to know what might turn Tony on, and she hoped that his computer's internet history might provide clues. Bingo. Pam didn't have far to dig. The first three sites listed in the history menu were potential information sites for her. Sure enough, all three sites led to similar subject matter-Tony, it seemed, had a fascination with anal stimulation. Wow. Pam hadn't suspected, but the sudden vision in her mind of Tony's firm, still-high butt cheeks sent an electric shiver down her spine. No. It went down farther than the spine. It split her nether lips. Pam had always wanted to experience erotic spanking. She wanted to be the naughty girl who was spanked by an eager, virile father-figure. Would Tony be interested in her tush as well? The articles and stories Pam quickly perused revealed that Tony would be interested in anal penetration. Ah. Even more interesting. More hot. As she read the information presented on the 17" monitor, Pam got hotter and hotter. She could suddenly imagine finger-fucking Tony's nice little ass. Whoa. Two days seemed a long way away now. Pam glanced at the clock. At least two hours before Tony returned from golfing. Time to take care of the itch between her legs. The thought of fucking Tony made Pam wetter than she'd been in a long time. As she stimulated herself with her fingers, the realization that he might enjoy her plunging her fingers into him made her even wetter. On Thursday morning, Pam entered the bathroom as Tony moved from the shower to the sink. She innocently brushed his backside as she reached into the shower pretending to check whether the faucet handles were turned off completely. She tried to gauge his response by glancing in the mirror, but saw only an impassive face. As she exited the bathroom, she slapped Tony's backside and said "Great ass, boy!" Tony almost cut himself with the razor. A little later that day, armed with new information, Pam made her way to an adult movie and book store about twenty miles from home. She carefully shopped for anal-stimulating items. She purchased a beginner's butt plug kit (three plugs, assorted sizes), a small remote controlled vibrating dildo, and a stunningly purple strap-on. The female clerk assured Pam that this purple cock wouldn't shift around-it was attached to a panty-like garment rather than simple straps. The panty was constructed of a white leather-look material that had a fair amount of spandex in it assuring a snug fit on the wearer and reputedly assuring some controlled thrusting for the receiver. And Tony's favorite color, too. Purple. The better to fuck you with, m'dear, Pam thought. Briefly, Pam felt guilty about not purchasing a really nice item for Tony for their anniversary. On further thought, she decided what she'd purchased would be worth a lot if all worked out well. The anticipation about what might happen this weekend kept Pam wet all day Thursday and Friday. Every time she looked at Tony all she could see was his ass. She wanted to take him-wanted to make him feel the purple cock the way he used to make her feel his cock deep inside her. She'd forgotten she could stay wet this long. She'd tried on the purple cock when she got home from purchasing it. It felt strange and wonderful. Shyly, while looking at herself in the mirror, Pam had reached down and stroked the jelly cock. It felt good. God, when would Friday evening get here? Tony thought about the gift his children had given him and Pam for their anniversary. Friday afternoon was check-in time. Tony didn't know if he'd be able to wait until then. Thinking about shoving the pink dildo up Pam's ass, thinking about how she might do the same to him, had Tony going crazy most of the time. Plus, Pam had been extra hot looking the last couple of days. What would she think of the pink dildo? Ah, soon enough, soon enough Tony would find out. * * * * * Friday afternoon finally arrived. Pam and Tony headed for the hotel in time for an early dinner in the four-star restaurant before the weekend crowd set in. They enjoyed a wonderful meal, a few glasses of wine, and some rather sparkling conversation-an element that had not been present in their lives for a while. When Pam and Tony retired to their room, it wasn't long after they had undressed and put on the soft robes provided by the hotel that they both retrieved their anniversary gifts from their luggage. Pam eyed the two lovely gift-wrapped boxes Tony placed on the bedside table. As they crawled into the huge bed, Tony reached over to pick up one of the two boxes. He proffered one with a huge smile. With visible excitement, Pam slowly opened the beautifully wrapped package. She gasped when she saw the blue velvet jeweler's box. She was speechless when she lifted the top and saw the magnificent earrings. "Oh, Tony!" she screamed with delight. "How did you know?" She leaned towards Tony and began to kiss his face madly, giggling the whole time. "Oh, I saw you looking at them while you were waiting for me to come out of the sporting goods store," he said. "I thought you'd like them." "I adore them. Just like I adore you." She paused, but eyed the other box. "Greedy little one," he chuckled. "You want to open the other box, too?" Pam smiled. "OK," Tony said. "But don't expect something like you just opened. This is a toy. Literally a toy." Pam almost choked as she thought about the toys she'd gotten Tony. She ripped into the box and squealed when her efforts revealed a hot pink jellee dildo of a small to moderate size. She was amazed. God, was this night going to find them in synch again? "Ahhhhhhhhhh! It's so . . . pink and perfect! Oh, Tony, you know how I love hot pink!" She grinned wickedly at him. "Did you get any Astro Glide . . . not that I think I'd need any right now," she smiled at him. "Sure," Tony smiled. "Plenty of lube. Not to worry," he winked at her, reached into the box, and pulled out a container of Astro Glide that had nestled beneath the tissue paper. "Quick. Open yours, Tony. Hurry." Tony reached for the larger box of the three, but was quickly re-directed by Pam's hand to one of the smaller boxes. He tore open away the paper and discovered within a box an assortment of plug shaped items in varying sizes. His breath seemed to leave him. "What . . . what is this, Pam?" Tony barely got out the question. He well knew they were butt plugs though. He'd seen them on the internet, but had avoided looking at them when he'd made his trip to the adult toy store. He wanted to take things one step at a time. Apparently, Pam had another timeframe in mind. Tony was excitedly stunned. His face must have shown it. Pam explained, although she figured he knew what the plugs were for. "They're toys for boys, and girls, too, butt plugs, Tony. I thought you might like to experiment with them. I'd . . . I'd love to help you with them." Tony swallowed hard. He wasn't sure he'd actually heard those words from Pam's mouth. "Wha?" he managed to get almost the whole word out. "Butt plugs, Tony. They go in your asshole. You start with the smaller ones and work up." She paused while the information sank in, then resumed. "I can appreciate that, Tony. Remember a long time ago when we tried anal sex. I mean, I really was interested, but, baby, your cock is just too big for anal intercourse for me." She paused and then smiled in a rather wicked way. "That's why I am so excited by the hot pink dildo. That looks like something I might could handle with some lube." Tony wasn't sure if he was breathing at all. Perhaps it was an out-of-body experience. He felt disoriented with excitement. He kept staring at the plugs, avoiding Pam's gaze. Pam hesitated. "Do you . . . uh . . . do you think you'd be interested in the plugs, Tony?" She waited, breath held, for his reply. She'd rolled the dice. Tony had been looking back and forth between the box holding the plugs and the bedspread. Now he slowly raised his eyes to meet Pam's. They danced with excitement! Pam was so relieved. "So . . . so, it's ok that I got these," she asked. Tony reached both hands over to cup Pam's face. "Oh, yeah, babe" he said slowly. "Yeah, it's very ok. How . . . how did you know? I mean . . how did . . . what . . . what made you think I might like something like this?" He lowered his hands to touch the edges of the box. Pam was so comforted to know that Tony was not upset that she didn't hesitate to tell him the truth. She revealed how she'd found the internet sites he'd been frequenting and determined that she'd fulfill his fantasy for their anniversary. Tony still couldn't believe what he was hearing. He thought Pam would be turned off by his desire. "Tony," Pam asked. "Have you had this desire long? I mean, have you done anything about it?" Tony shook his head negatively. "I . . . I wasn't sure what to do. I . . . I just read about similar things. And . . . and I jerk off." He stopped. He was lying. Lying to someone who meant the world to him. "Well," he said. "There's more. I've used the nozzle thing on myself a few times." A question appeared on Pam's face and Tony followed up his comment. "The nozzle thingy on the bag. Y'know. The enema bag." Pam looked stricken. Not stricken with disgust, but with guilt. "Why didn't you SAY something, Tony? Don't you remember how we used to do such crazy things?" "Oh, yes, I remember," Tony returned, "but I didn't think you were interested anymore." Pam looked at the ceiling, took a deep breath. "Tony, how'd we get here? How'd we get so far away from each other?" She leveled her gaze at his handsome face. "I dunno. I dunno, but I don't like it." Tony reached for Pam and she leaned forward to be enfolded by his strong arms. They held one another for what seemed like ages, but was really only about three minutes. In that time, something old was made new. When Tony and Pam began kissing, it was as passionate, no, more so, than when they were teenagers in the backseat of Tony's Chevy. There was a sense of comfort and a sense of wonder at the same time in their tongues and lips. When both Pam and Tony had gotten so hot that something had to give, Pam pulled back and told Tony to open his other two gifts. He looked wide-eyed at her, but managed to compose himself enough to follow through. The second box held a container of Anal Eze and the remote controlled vibrating dildo. Stunned again. Tony grinned widely as he looked at his wife's familiar yet unfamiliar face. She grinned back. Older Dogs, Newer Tricks "Go ahead," she said. "Open the last one. It's my favorite." Pam was squirming in anticipation. Tony couldn't imagine what the box held. Seconds later, a feather would not have been too light to knock him clear across the room. Shock, delirious shock, showed on Tony's chiseled features. He looked from Pam to the box to Pam to the box. A purple dildo attached to a white panty-like thing stared at him invitingly. Oh, my god, he thought. That panty thing would not fit him. Way too small. So who was on the receiving end of this purple cock, Tony asked himself near fainting. "Tony. Do you want me to put it on? Put on the purple cock," Pam inquired. All he could do was nod his head. Tony felt certain that his cock was about to explode. The next few minutes while Pam was in the bathroom seemed on one hand like an eternity and on the other like a milli-second to Tony. When she emerged from the bathroom, Pam still had on the wrap-around bathrobe. As she approached Tony, a playful smile on her face, she began to undo the simple belt tied around her waist. The robe fell open to expose to Tony's widening eyes a stiff purple cock. He gulped in anticipation. "Tony, we need to take this slowly. If you've never actually done things like this before, experienced only the enema nozzle, which is small, we need to take it easy, go slow . . . " Tony grabbed Pam around the waist. He brushed the robe away from the purple cock, went to his knees, and began to suck the head of the dildo. Pam was unprepared for the effect of this movement on her. She suddenly felt dizzy she was so hot. Watching Tony suck this purple appendage attached so snugly to her body was unspeakably exciting. Now she understood in some small measure why Tony enjoyed watching her take his cock in her mouth. It was exciting, powerful. She ran her fingers through Tony's thick hair, pulling his head closer to the purple cock. He attacked it with fervor, sucking the full seven or so inches as deeply into his mouth as possible. Every bump of the dildo produced a corresponding feeling between her thighs. God. How good. Tony moved his hands up under the robe and to Pam's ass cheeks. He grabbed hard and held on, looking up into Pam's eyes as he continued to circle the purple cock's head with his tongue. Pam's green eyes were huge. The fingertips of Tony's right hand slid between Pam's thighs. Juices, delicious juices, coated her inner thighs. Tony paused his actions, both hand and mouth, long enough to retrieve the pink dildo from the bed. He re-engulfed the purple cock and simultaneously shoved the hot pink dildo in Pam's dripping-wet pussy. She gasped and began to pump the purple cock quickly into Tony's eager mouth. Tony moved the pink dildo in and out of Pam's wetness only a couple of minutes before he removed it and aimed it at her anus. Pam, upon realizing Tony's intent, pulled the purple cock from his mouth and turned towards the bed to retrieve the Anal Eze. Tony took the container from her and spun her around. He stood and pulled the robe from Pam's body all in one smooth movement. Tony bent Pam over at the waist, guiding her arms onto the bed. Her magnificent backside was exposed to him. He applied a small amount of Anal Eze to his finger and then gently massaged the outer area of her opening with the tip of his index finger. Pam moaned with pleasure, wriggling her butt back to Tony's intruding fingertip. He finally plunged it in. Pam's sounds increased, her body moved closer into Tony's and finally all that separated them was his right hand caught hand between their bodies. Tony's left hand went around to feel the cock attached to his wife. Chills went up and down his whole body. His legs trembled as he wondered how this cock would feel inside of him. Tony intended to replace his finger with the pink dildo, but he didn't get that far. Pam's back arched into a near u-shape. Suddenly, she pulled away from Tony and his embedded finger and leapt forward on the bed. She quickly rolled over and sat up, beckoning Tony to join her in the bed. Tony jumped to Pam's side and she moved him over onto his stomach. Up on her knees, she straddled Tony's butt and leaned over to kiss him, lick him, from neck to butt crack. His moans began slow and low, but built to a louder growl as Pam's hot tongue began to rapidly lick at his anal opening after she moved down to the end of the bed and used both palms and thumbs to separate his butt cheeks. Pam slithered her body up Tony's, placing her lips near his left ear. "What do you want, Tony? Tell me. Say it." Her finger traced a circle around his anal opening, teasing him. Tony turned his face to the left allowing their eyes to meet. "Pam." Tony stared determinedly at his spouse. "Fuck me." At those words, Pam's head reeled with the power of it all. Fuck him. I never thought I could, she mused. The purple cock stuck into Tony's back and made him want it even more. "Fuck me, Pam. Now," Tony spat out the urgent, hot words. Pam's left hand went to Tony's neck, turned his head face down in the mattress. She then retrieved the Anal Eze and applied some to Tony's opening. The girl at the adult toy store told her that a small amount was all that was needed. Pam had carefully trimmed all of her usually longer fingernails to below the tip of her fingers. She had smoothed them until no possible snagging or scratching could occur. She excitedly, slowly, plunged her index finger into Tony. He moaned. Pam moved her lips back to Tony's ear. She asked, seriously, if he was sure he wanted her to continue. He shook his head vehemently in an affirmative motion. "More," Tony gasped. "More fingers." Slightly surprised at his insistence, Pam was nevertheless turned on by Tony being so eager. She plunged her middle finger in beside her index finger. Tony began to rock back into her fingers as she moved them rhythmically in and out of his slick opening. The Anal Eze provided both lubrication and some numbing. Pam stared at her own fingers as they assaulted Tony's ass. She felt that her pussy would explode soon. It ached for release. She pumped her two fingers in and out as Tony bucked and moaned happily. Soon, Pam's ring finger joined the other two and Tony thought he'd pass out with pleasure. He felt so full, so aroused. His cock was so hard he thought it might crack like glass. When Pam realized that Tony's capacity was far beyond her own, she removed her fingers, assuring Tony that she was getting the butt plugs when he protested at the removal. Forget the smallest plug. On second inspection, Pam skipped the medium plug as well. Her three fingers were more the size of the largest of the plugs. She plucked it from the box and placed the tip of it on Tony's opening. He bucked up against it, inviting it in. Pam made him wait, made him ask for it. "What do you want, tiger," Pam crooned in Tony's ear. "Tell Mamma what you want." "Shove it in. Shove it in, babe. I want to feel it!" Pam obliged his request, but it wasn't more than two minutes later that she realized that the largest of the plugs was not enough to satisfy him either. Vibrating dildo with remote control? That was something she had wanted to use in a different way. Was he ready for the over seven inch purple cock? "Tony. Do you want me to fuck you with the purple cock? Do you want to feel my purple cock up your ass?' Pam hissed the question into Tony's ear. Tony near choked. Had it come to this? Was he really about to have his fantasy fulfilled? Have Pam shove the cock, the lovely purple cock, up his ass? Oh, god. Yes, he wanted it. "Yes, I want it. I want you to shove it up me. Shove it in me." Pam felt on fire from the navel down. Her insides were approaching nausea caused by the extreme arousal. Her vaginal muscles involuntarily contracted and released with increasing speed and force. Even her anus begged for more attention. The smaller butt plug, she thought. "Tony," she said. "The smallest butt plug. Can you put it in me? I want to feel it in me while I fuck you." Tony quickly raised up, located the box with the plugs, and fished out the smaller of the two left in the box. He applied some Anal Eze and then motioned for Pam to turn her rear end to him. She complied and he gently pierced her anal opening with the short but substantially wide plug. She arched her back and then slowly came up on her knees, testing to see if the plug would remain in place. No matter. If it stayed just a while it would be better than not at all. Pam looked Tony in the eyes. Her heart pounded as she contemplated fucking Tony with the purple cock. She'd dreamed of this for a couple of nights. Now it was going to happen! She didn't know what position she wanted him in. Doggy style? Couldn't see his face. Legs up on her shoulders? Yes, face. No. Wanted to see the cock plunge in over and over. Doggy style. "Tony, get on your knees. I'm coming in from behind." Tony quickly followed Pam's directions, but she discovered immediately that while on his knees his anus was too high for her to reach with the strap on. "Wait," she said. "We'll have to put pillows underneath you and let you lie down." In a wink, two of the huge king-sized pillows were nestled under Tony's pelvis. His rump pushed its way into Pam's vision. She almost came when Tony reached around and spread his ass cheeks, inviting her in. "C'mon, babe," he whispered. "I'm ready." Pam had not entered into this weekend without research. She was really worried that she might hurt Tony. She wondered if he knew how he was going to feel in the morning. She leaned over his prone body and whispered to him. "Tony, I don't want to hurt you. I want this to be enjoyable for you. To be what you want. Do you need more lube? Do you want to go back to the plug?" "Go with it," he said. "I've wanted this for a long time. I'm ready. I'll let you know if it's too much." With this reassurance, Pam leaned up again and contemplated her penetration. The Anal Eze, with its numbing agent, was apparently not what Tony wanted more of. But the Astro Glide. Maybe that would ease the penetration. Pam reached for the lubricant and shuddered in anticipation as Tony's ass wriggled in the air below her. He was hunching the pillows beneath him. Pam had glimpsed his erection as he'd sat up earlier to insert the plug into her and was amazed at its hardness. It hadn't looked real. She wanted to feel it inside her. Soon. She could wait a while longer. But not too long. Pam lubed the purple cock, especially its swollen-looking lifelike head. She then placed a lubed thumb on Tony's anal opening, a touch which brought his moans to her ears and incited her with deeper desire to ride him. Slowly, very gently, Pam eased the purple head into Tony's opening while holding the cock with her right hand and spreading Tony's left cheek to the side with her left hand. She cooed softly to him as she pushed inside the tight orifice. Tony caught his breath. He lay perfectly still. Oh, god. The feeling, he thought. The electric shocks shooting through his cock, up his spine, exploding in his brain. Slowly, because Pam had stopped easing the cock into him, Tony began to ease his butt up to her, letting her know he was ready for more. Pam's eyes were dilated with desire. They blinked then refocused as she watched Tony's ass move closer to her. His tight hole had already swallowed about four and a half inches of the purple cock. She moved a little deeper, but not much. Pam was ready to concentrate on pumping the cock in and out of Tony. She slowly started the movement. With each thrust into Tony there was a corresponding reaction caused by the contraction around the anal plug in her ass. That sensation caused an equally strong one between her thighs. As Pam began to make her movements quicker, but not yet deeper or harder, Tony voiced verbal appreciation. The words were not understandable, but they were positive notes, Pam was certain. He wasn't simply moving into her thrusts-he was grinding himself into her. Pam felt her vaginal muscles contracting and releasing with near measurable force. Her ass felt on fire, too. Each shove of the purple cock up Tony's ass involuntarily tightened her sphincter muscle around the butt plug. Pam's pace increased and the thrusts became deeper. She was surprised when she looked down and almost all of the seven inches was buried in Tony's tight hole. She thought her legs would buckle under her when she realized he was moaning "fuck it" over and over. It drove her into a frenzy. She began to pump the purple cock harder into Tony. He responded by practically singing "yes" and "fuck it" and "more" in gasping breaths. Pam wondered if someone had placed a water faucet inside of her and turned it on. Liquid flowed from her and ran out of the panty's vaginal opening. She continued to pump into Tony, she wasn't sure for how long, but she knew it was long enough for her to be sweating and breathing hard. Several minutes more and she could take it no longer. Her need to get off surpassed her desire to watch the purple appendage disappear into and reappear out of her husband's anus. "Tony . . . Tony," she breathed into his ear after leaning down. Her thrusting stopped, but the cock remained buried inside Tony. "Fuck me," Pam whispered hoarsely. "You gotta fuck me now. I don't care with what. Your cock, the dildo, your fingers . . it doesn't matter." The butt plug burned in Pam's anus. The only way to cool it was to fill her pussy, too. She slowly rocked on top of Tony's body. Tony's breathing slowed a bit after a minute of silence between the two of them. Tony was not ignoring Pam's request. He simply couldn't speak for a moment. When he finally caught his breath, he turned his head to where her face leaned into him. "O.K. Yes." He caught his breath some more. "Pull out and . . ." He didn't finish. Pam was easing out of his anal opening. It hurt some, but not enough to make him not want more. Pam rolled off the bed and began peeling down the white latex garment. She quickly removed it and climbed back into bed beside Tony who was now up on his knees behind the mound of pillows. "Here," Pam said. "Let me put it back in you. If it will stay in, you'll be able to feel it when you're fucking me." Tony didn't hesitate to take the cock back into his opening. Pam took a bit of Astro Glide and coated Tony's anus. She dropped a glob onto the cock, too. Back into Tony the purple monster went as he bent down over the pillows. As he was about to rise, Pam told him to wait. Gladly, he thought. Just let me feel this in me. Suddenly, he felt Pam's hands somewhere between his legs. He wondered what she was doing. He tried to look around but all he could see was the terry cloth belt out of the robe she had removed earlier. She threaded the belt through the vaginal opening in the leather and spandex garment and then brought the ends of the belt up and around Tony's waist and then back around to his backside. She told him to raise up. When he did, she took the ends of the belt and tied them snugly around the back of his waist. Ah, Tony thought. She's trying to assure that the cock stays in. Having tied the belt, Pam swiftly shifted to the head of the bed and positioned herself, face up, where her pussy practically floated in Tony's face due to the height of the pillows. The butt plug remained in place. Pam was beginning to like the feeling very much. But more than anything, she wanted her husband's cock to shove into her. She stared at this familiar and yet strange appendage in front of her face. She had never seen Tony's cock so purple, so engorged. She gasped as he maneuvered it into her wet slit. Again, every thrust, this time the power supplied by Tony, involuntarily contracted Pam's muscles around the butt plug. That plus Tony's cock now filling her had driven Pam quickly to a frenzied state. She talked incoherently. Her head whipped side to side. She was near mad. Tony happily pounded his tortured cock into Pam's tight slit. He'd been holding back so long, savoring the feeling of fullness produced by the cock in his ass. Now he felt both her tightness and his own as the purple cock continued to fill him. Tony couldn't remember when he'd fucked Pam so hard. He was sure he probably had, but he couldn't remember when. She was frantic. Her pelvis snapped up to his cock, sucking it in, amazing vaginal muscles tightening around his cock. God, filling her with his cock, being filled with what he now thought of as her cock, Tony was close to delirium. Pam's legs were up around his shoulders. She shifted her body slightly and her right hand went around to the purple cock. She placed her fingers on the base where it was attached to the panty and pushed the cock tight into Tony's ass. He looked down at her, and their eyes met. Tony's thrusting began to slow down. He pumped hard and slow into Pam. She gazed at him, a question on her lips. "What? What do you want," he breathed to her as their eyes were still locked. "On top. Please on top. I want to rock on you." Tony took a deep, deep breath. He stilled his whole body. Stilled his brain. Slowly he drew himself from Pam. She held onto the purple cock, holding it in, as Tony rolled over onto his back. He was sideways on the bed. The dildo still in his ass and the plug still in Pam's, she squatted over Tony and lowered herself onto him. She could no longer hold in the plug after several strokes down on Tony's cock. It slipped out and fell down in the tangled sheets. Pam lowered herself to her knees, bent forward, and began to stimulate her clit as she pushed her body into his and rode him. She gasped as she quickly neared orgasm. Tony's hard cock, the feel of his hard body as she worked for the clitoral orgasm, the image still in her head of pushing the purple cock into Tony's ass, all combined to bring Pam to an explosive orgasm. She didn't simply get off. She rocked, she moaned, she swayed. As the seemingly endless orgasm made its way through her body, Pam reached between Tony's legs and slowly, very slowly, removed the purple cock. The release of pressure brought Tony to a body-wrenching orgasm. He and Pam both went limp. Pam collapsed, ragdoll-like, on top of Tony's body. One of his arms went around her. The other lay motionless at his side, too drained to move. The head of the purple cock remained under the edge of Tony's left thigh, a reminder of the events that had passed. Exhausted, Pam finally raised her head to look at Tony. He opened his eyes when he felt her move. He smiled at her. "You O.K.," she asked, concern in her eyes. "More than O.K., babe," Tony replied. "I'm wiped out. Good wiped out." Pam returned the smile. "Me, too." She put her head down on Tony's chest, but spoke again soon. "Should we shower? Bathe? Get ready for tomorrow?" Tony could barely focus on tomorrow. He didn't know if he could stand up long enough to get to the swanky hotel bathroom and its whirlpool tub. The thought of the tub, though, quickened his interest. "What d'ya think," he asked Pam. "Let's be ready," she said. "I know it's hard. But if we bathe and soak now, we'll be ready to go again come morning." She paused briefly. "Hey, what about breakfast in bed? We can order our breakfast . . . they can bring a couple of newspapers . . . we'll eat, read, drink coffee, and then fulfill my fantasy." Tony's attention focused. He grabbed Pam by the upper arms and lifted her up to look into her face. "Your fantasy? What is that, pray tell? This wasn't it? You mean there's more?" Pam smiled down at her husband. "I loved tonight. I haven't been this horny in years. But I have my own fantasy that I want fulfilled. And since you seem to have a thing for asses, well, maybe you won't mind helping me out with mine. I'll describe it to you in the morning." Older Dogs, Newer Tricks "In the morning," Tony exclaimed. "I can't wait until then!" "Sure you can, babe." Pam rolled over and out of bed. She stood and looked down at Tony. He'd never looked so good to her. "C'mon. Let's soak in the whirlpool. We want that tight ass ready and willing come morning!" Tony grinned and found the energy to join Pam at the side of the bed. They headed, hand in hand, to the bathroom. A few moments later, bodies facing each other and soaking in warm, swirling water, Tony wondered what Pam's fantasy was and whether tomorrow would be as exciting as today had been. Pam smiled at Tony, knowing exactly what he was thinking. No, she'd make him wait. She still had the remote controlled vibrator to play with. Ah, a thirtieth wedding anniversary gone well. Good. It was going to be a wonderful Saturday, too.