Backdoor lover

“There’s always a first time for everything,” he said as he pressed the spongy head against my sphincter. “Do it,” I said. “Spike my ass, David.” His glans entered me and his length slowly, deliciously made its way inside. My colon was stretched as never before and it felt wonderful. Deeper he went, deeper than any of the sex toys I’d had there. “Do me, David! Oh god YESS!”
David reached beneath me and grabbed my small tits and rolled the hard nubs between his thumbs and forefingers. Faster and faster he slammed against my quaking cheeks. The truck rocked as we gave the shocks a real workout. The interior of that camper felt like a sauna and it reeked of sweaty sex. I hit my orgasm and my butt muscles clamped hard on David’s pistoning penis, causing it to shoot the thick sap of his deep into my bowels.

We fucked again before I hobbled back into the house, sore but satisfied. In the morning, David went to his favourite lakeside campsite and that night, while my husband thought I was over at my sister’s, I was up at the lake with David. Somehow we manage to get together once or twice a month and it’s special. Oh, I still love my husband. David gives me what my husband can’t: a long, solid piece of male meat up my dirt road.