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JIM AND CINDI PART 3/3

                               Part III

   I got up from the bed and went to the kitchen to get us each
something to drink.  As I was getting a couple of cold ones from the fridge I
reflected on what had just transpired.  Reflected in some disbelief.  I had
just exchanged oral orgasms with the wife of a friend.  Not a good friend, but
a friend none the less.  Guilt?  I was feeling some.  

   The next moment I was feeling something else.  A warm, definitely
female, body pressed against my back and two arms reaching around my front to
take possession of my cock and balls with gentle hands.  My cock was almost
instantly erect.  Rational thought quickly fled as Cindy's nimble fingers
swiftly stroked my 10 incher to its throbbing fullness.

   "I got lonely and thought I'd see what you were up to," Cindy
giggled, continuing to caress my cock and balls.

   "Mmmm, I'm glad.  I like what you're doing, but I've got a better
idea," I replied, setting the soda cans on the counter and momentarily
disengaging myself from her pleasurable embrace.

   I turned to face her, planting a long kiss on her upturned mouth.  
"Let's do it right here, right now," I said breaking the kiss.  She responded
by moving to the counter and leaning over it, presenting me with a great view
of her ass and the pouting pussy my cock was so eager to enter.

   And, applying a little spit to the head of my sex sword, I notched
it between those slick, newly shaven pussy lips and inserted the whole thing 
in one long stroke.  Cindy groaned with pleasure as she felt the last inch
push home.  She ground her hips against my belly in a slow, sensuous circle. 
Man... that pussy felt great as she gripped my cock, using her interior
vaginal muscles to work my more sensitive surfaces.  Having gone without for
so long, you might expect that I came close to shooting right on the spot. 
Amazingly enough, though it felt great, I knew that I was going to last a long
time, probably thanks to the terrific blow job I'd just enjoyed.  I settled
down to a nice, easy stroke and prepared to go the distance.  Cindy had other
ideas.

   "C'mon Jim, fuck me harder.  My pussy's like a firecracker and its
gonna blow any second!"

   Grabbing her hips, I increased my pace and began slamming my cock
to the depths of her soaking wet cunt as hard as I could.  She helped, pushing
back as hard as she could as I stroked to her depths.  We were both breathing
in grunts and squishing, slapping noises filled the kitchen.  I lubed her
asshole with some butter from the kitchen counter and started finger fucking
her back door, eventually working two fingers all the way to the last knuckle. 
With my fingers buried in her ass, I could feel my cock sliding in and out of
her tight, hot, pussy.  It felt good to stroke myself while I was stuffed in
her to the balls.  She was loving every minute of it.  She had one hand
between her legs stroking her clit for all she was worth, occasionally
reaching back to stroke my slick, wet, cock as I continued to plumb her
depths.  We were blind to everything around us, concentrated on our individual
and combined pleasure, fucking for all we were worth.  Cindy was coming
continuously, her contractions squeezing my cock and fingers like twin
vices.

   Wanting to slow the action a little and make it last, and for other
reasons which will shortly become apparent, I gradually reduced the length 
and speed of my stroking both fore and aft until I was only moving slightly, 
grinding against Cindy's beautiful ass, my cock and fingers buried as deep in
her two tunnels as possible.

   "Oh, god, Jim, that's wonderful.  I've never felt so full.  You're
the first person to ever put anything in my ass.  I never let Bob even touch
me back there.  You had me so hot I didn't even notice until you had two 
fingers inside."

   "You liked it then?"

   "Liked it!  I loved it!"

   "I think you'd like my cock back there," I said, massaging her rectal 
walls with my fingers.

   "Ooooo, Jim.  I don't know.  Your cock is bigger than your fingers.
Won't it hurt?"  She turned her head and gave me a look filled with the
combination of aprehension and lust.

   "Not anymore than my fingers did.  Not very much at all if we do it
right.  Once we really get going, you'll love it.  I promise.  And if
you don't or if for any reason you want to stop, we'll stop.  I can tell you
this, though, Lana loved it in the ass almost as much as she loved getting 
eaten."

   "O.k., Jim.  I'm game."

   Very slowly, as a sort of tease, I pulled my glistening cock from
the clasping confines of her pussy, and then did the same with my fingers. 
Cindy groaned as she was relieved of my rigid intruders.

   "I feel so empty," she moaned as I turned her and pulled her to me 
for a kiss.

   "Don't worry, we'll have you filled to the rim in no time," I
responded, covering her mouth with mine, our tongues soon battling and 
exploring.

   Breaking the embrace, I took her hand and we walked to the bathroom.

   "What are we going to do here?"

   "Just as oral sex takes physical preparation, so does anal.  For 
starters, we're going to give you an enema."

   "WHAT?"  Cindy expressed surprise, but at the same time she was
having trouble supressing a giggle.

   I showed her my fingers, still partially covered with butter, and 
another foreign substance.

   "Oh, yeah.  I suppose it would be a good idea to be clean back there
before you go putting in your cock."  She was still fighting the urge
to snicker.

   "What's so funny?"

   "Oh, nothing really, except that my mother used to make us all take
enemas when we were little, and the memory just struck me funny, that's
all."

   I quickly made preparations, getting out the enema bag and filling it
with warm, soapy water and hanging it from the shower curtain rod.  I
positioned Cindy on her knees with her torso draped over the edge of the 
tub, a towel underneath her chest to minimize the effects of the cold 
porcelin.

   Carefully spreading the cheeks of her delightful ass, I used a wash
cloth to wipe away the remains of the butter I had used earlier.  "Wow," I
thought, "I really must have gotten carried away to use butter as an anal 
lube -- not a good idea -- but, I'll have it cleaned out in a jiffy."

   Satisfied that the butter had been removed from her outsides, I turned
my attention to cleaning Cindy's insides.  Applying a liberal amount of KY 
to the outside and inside of her anal ring, I did the same to the enema nozzle
and began to slowly, gently, insert it.

   "Hmmmm,  that feels nice, Jim."

   When the nozzle was fully inserted, I began to release the contents
of
the enema bag into her rectum, being careful not allow the flow to
become too fast
giving her rear cavity time to adjust.

   Judging by the small moans and sighs coming from Cindy, the warm
water
was flowing just right.

   Soon, I had given her all the water/soap mixture I was going to.  I 
pulled the nozzle from her now clenched rectal ring and instructed her
to lie down
on her back on the softly carpeted bathroom floor, being careful not to
release
the contents of her bowel before I gave her permission.

    When she was in position, I gently spread her legs and began to
feast
on her pussy once more, cleaning up the excess of juices produced by
our previous
encounter in the kitchen and bringing her to a small orgasm in the
process.

   After a few minutes, I stopped my oral ministrations and had her sit
on 
the toilet and let the enema finish its cleansing work.  She seemed
slightly em-
barassed to have me be present as she emptied herself into the toilet
bowl, her
fluttering sphincter making a rather rude noise.

   We both laughed, and when she was done, I started the shower.  We 
got in and quickly cleaned one another off, me paying particular
attention to 
her backside, while Cindy soaped my cock to a tingling state of
rigidity.

   Before long, we were towled dry and embracing on the bed once more.

   "Are you ready, Cindy?"

   "I guess so, Jim.  Just go easy, o.k.?"

   "I'm not going to hurt you Cindy.  Trust me."

   Kissing her passionately for a moment, I proceeded to the task at 
hand.

   "Lay on your stomach, Cindy," I said as I positioned a pillow under
her
abdomen, "and spread your legs a little.  There, that's it."

   I paused a moment to admire the view of Cindy with her beautiful ass
in
the air, her hairless pussy lips puffy and already showing the dew of
her arousal.
I was tempted to just fuck her in the cunt, being momentarily afraid of
what I
would do if she didn't like anal sex.  This wasn't Lana, no matter how
much our
sexual encounter reminded me of my late wife and lover.  This was
Cindy.  But
the sight of her squeaky clean asshole nestled between a pair of the
loveliest
cheeks this side of Nina Hartley decided things for me.  I had to have
that ass,
no matter the risks involved.  And there were risks.  For one thing, I
didn't have
any condoms.  As things turned out, nothing bad resulted, but could
have.

   I began to plant little kisses on each of those lovely globes spread
out before me, working my way toward the groove which bifurcated them. 
My tongue
emerged from between my lips and spread warmth and wetness as it
traveled up and 
down the groove of her ass, finally stopping at the entrance to her
rear chamber.

   Cindy moaned as she felt my tongue press against her anus.  The
enema and 
our earlier sex play had really relaxed her back there and I was easily
able to 
slip my tongue past the muscular barrier, thrusting it slowly in and
out just as
I planned to do with my cock in just a moment.

   While my tongue was working her back door, my fingers were gently
stroking
the lips of her sex, occasionally straying to pay some attention to her
clitoris.
Her hips thrust back at me, forcing my tongue deeper into her ass,
gathering more
of her musky taste and smell in which my senses longed to wallow.

   I withdrew my tongue and fingers from her nether regions as I
reached 
for the bottle of special lubricant a pharmacist friend of mine
concocted.  Squeezing
a generous ammount on my fingers, I began to work it into and around
Cindy's 
virgin asshole, massaging, relaxing, preparing the tight ring of muscle
tissue
for the assault it was about to experience.  Two more applications and
I felt she
was as lubricated as it was possible to make her.

   As a final touch, I knee-walked up the bed to where her head was.

   "Cindy.  Look at my cock," I said as I began to cover it with a 
thick coat of the slippery gel.  "Watch me make it ready for you.  Does
it make
you hot to know that in just a moment I'm going to be fucking you in
the ass with
my cock?"

   "Mmmmmm, it really makes me hot.  I want your cock in my ass.  I
want
you to take my ass cherry."

   Applying more gel, I stroked my hand up and down the length of my
now
massive hardon, letting her see the thick coating of lubricant which
would enable
this large tube of flesh to invade her most private region with a
minimum of dis-
comfort, and we hoped, a lot of pleasure.

   "Spread your ass cheeks for me Cindy.  Open yourself for my cock," I

said as I resumed my position between her spread legs.

   "Yessss, Jim.  Here it is.  Here's my ass.  I want your cock in
there."

   She had her fingers right next to her asshole and she was literally
holding
it open for me.  I centered the tip of my cock at the opening and began
to push.
Gently, ever so slowly, I slid the head of my cock through the
sphinctoral plane.

   There was almost no resistance, so thoroughly had I prepared the
both of
us.  Relaxation and lubrication.  That combination is, IMHO, the key to
good anal
sex.  Inch by inch, with steady but slow movement, my shaft slid into
the depths of her
ass.  Cindy had stopped breathing when my cockhead had fully penetrated
her outer
defenses.  She didn't start again until she felt my shaft fully seat
itself within
her, my pubic hair pressing her ass cheeks, my balls resting on the
swollen lips
of her achingly empty cunt.

    "Ooooohhhhhh....mmmmyyyyyy.....gawwwwwddd.  Your cock feels like
it's going
to pop out of my mouth any second.  I'm sooooo full."

    "Are you in pain?"

    "No.  No pain.  Just soooo full.  Don't move yet.  Let me get used
to
it."
    That, of course, was my plan all along.  Full introduction followed
by
a brief intermission before the real fun started.

   Her ass was tight, and I could feel her conducting little
experiments
with her internal muscles, massaging the length of my cock, testing her
own feelings.
When I felt her hips begin to rock a little beneath me, I knew she was
ready for 
more.

   Using the same deliberation I had shown while pushing in, I slowly 
began to remove the glistening instrument of Cindy's pleasure until
only the 
head remained inside.  Not quite as slowly, I pushed it all the way
back inside.

   "Yessss," Cindy hissed, "that's good.  Sooo goood.  Just go slow
like
that for a while.  God, you're so big.  I can't believe it goes inside
my ass 
so easily."

   I continued my slow strokes, resting my weight on my arms and knees,
pressing her abdomen hard into the pillow as I bottomed out each time. 
If it
felt good to her, it felt INCREDIBLE to me.  Hot, tight, slick, her
asshole
sucked my cock almost like her mouth and throat had earlier.  And why
shouldn't
it -- after all, it was just the other end of the same system, wasn't
it?

   I was relaxed, enjoying the leisurly pace, knowing that I wouldn't
feel
the need to dump my sperm in Cindy's ass for a while.  I just let the
pleasure
wash over me for a time, maintaining the slow rythmn of my cock in
Cindy's ass.

   It was Cindy who decided to pick up the pace.  She shoved her hand 
between her body and the pillow and began to frig her clit and pussy
lips, at 
the same time grinding her ass into me as I stroked down into her.

   Almost as if on cue ... "Fuck me harder, Jim.  I love it in my ass.
I never knew it could be like this.  Oh, Lana, you were so right about
so much."
Cindy's voice trailed off into sighs and moans as I began to move
inside her 
with a little more force.

   When I decided to really turn up the pace, I pulled her to her
knees, 
indicating with my hands on her back that she was to keep her shoulders
down, and
began to really start fucking her ass.

   I grabbed her hips in my hands and began to slam our bodies
together, 
ramming the full length of my cock in and out on each stroke, sometimes
even exposing
my coronal ridge on the outstroke.  Each time this happened, Cindy
gasped as her
ring was re-opened by my cock.

   "Ohh, Jim.  You're gonna make me come...you're gonna make me come in
my ass."

   Cindy's fingers were working furiously on her pussy and the strength
and
rythmn of her pulsing ass muscles clearly demonstrated to me that she
was close.
So was I.

   I was really reaming her now, our bodies making loud slapping noises
as we collided time after time.  I was squating behind her, my knees
outside her
hips, my hands still pulling her to me, getting maximum penetration on
each stroke.
Cindy screamed as her orgasm hit her full force, her anal sphincter
clenching 
around my cock with almost painful force.  Then the force was released
for a
moment only to return, harder than ever.  Clench.  Release.  Clench.
Release.
The waves of her orgasm swept across her overloaded pleasure circuits
like a storm
tide.

   She wasn't screaming anymore, but she was moaning -- shaking her
head from
side to side.  Saliva dripped from the side of her wide open mouth, her
eyes 
clenched shut, her whole being focused on our connecting point.

   My own climax fast approaching, I began to jackhammer my cock in her
ass with quick, deep strokes, feeling her ass muscle grip me with each
spasm
in a grip every bit as tight as my own hand could provide.

   With a shout of pleasure, I rammed into her once more, burying my 
steaming stalk to the root in her rectum.  A moment later, she was
screaming as
she felt my hot man-juice begin to spray the deflowered walls of her
back
channel.

   After the first spurt, I began to stroke furiously in and out of the
clenching tunnel, my sap adding to the slipperyness already there,
until the last
spasms had emptied my balls.  I held it deep for a moment, but it had
already 
begun to soften.  I pulled my cock out of her ass -- she gripped me
hard one more
time as the head reached the rim -- and stretched out on the bed,
pulling her
to me so that we lay like spoons.

   Which is where we were when my daughter and one of her girl friends
came home.  But, that is another story....

[ Rebecca's note: One that I would very much like to see






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