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Long Weekend Celebration Quickie - Her Soapy Asshole

The sound of running water echoed from the bathroom as your wife called out for you. You stepped inside to find her standing in the shower, water cascading down her naked body, soap suds clinging to her skin. "Can you help me with my back?" she asked, holding out the bar of soap. "There's still some dirt I can't reach."



You took the soap and stepped closer, lathering it between your palms. Your hands moved over her shoulders first, working the suds into her skin with firm strokes. She sighed and leaned forward slightly, bracing her hands against the tiled wall as you rubbed lower, fingers gliding over the curve of her spine.

"Lower," she murmured, arching her back. Your hands slid down to the small of her back, thumbs pressing into the muscles there as you worked the soap across her skin. The water washed away the dirt and suds together, leaving her skin smooth and glistening.


She glanced back at you over her shoulder, a small smile playing on her lips. 

"That feels good. Keep going."

The water streamed down her back as you worked the soap lower, your hands gliding over the curve of her ass. Suds built up thick between your fingers while you massaged her cheeks, spreading them apart. 

Your middle finger found her asshole and pressed in, the lather letting it slide past the tight ring with almost no resistance. She gasped but didn't pull away.

Your other hand reached around and cupped her breast, thumb circling her nipple until it stiffened under the soap. She moaned softly, pressing back against your finger as you worked it deeper into her ass. 

Her resistance melted away completely when you added a second finger, stretching her open while your palm squeezed and kneaded her tits.


You pulled your fingers out and soaped up your cock, the thick lather coating every inch. Gripping her hips, you lined up and pushed the head against her asshole. The tight ring stretched around your shaft as you sank in, her warm walls gripping you all the way down. She braced harder against the tiles, breathing hard while you buried yourself balls-deep in her ass.


You started thrusting, the soap making every stroke smooth and slick. 

Her ass clenched around you with each push, the heat and pressure building fast. After just two minutes of pounding her tight hole, your balls tightened and you exploded inside her, pumping thick ropes of cum deep into her ass while she trembled under the hot water.


Note: Anal sex is fantastic experience between loving couple with mutual understanding and consent. Don't force if your spouse doesn't like.

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