Later in the evening, Julie and I were talking.
"Michael, you have never asked me to fuck me in my arse."
"I remember how hard it was when we first made love, how tense you were. I knew that unless you really wanted it, any tension was going to make it painful. So, I decided it best not to try something that I knew was going to hurt you."
"Michael"
"Yes"
"Next time we make love, please fuck me in the arse."
CHAPTER ONE
Julie had never felt so relaxed. Spread out on some cushions, a loving massage to wipe away the tension of the day. I had prepared the room well. It was warm and comfortable. There was relaxing music and the smell of the scented massage oil. I concentrated on the massage; occasionally I allowed my fingers to brush against her pussy; a brief tingling sensation before the relaxing strokes continued.
"Roll over darling."
Julie rolled onto her back and got comfortable. I gently massaged her breasts, gradually working towards the nipples. Not squeezing them, just gently brushing with my fingers. I worked my way downward, completely missing her vulva and starting on her legs. One leg at a time, working downwards to the feet and back again. Briefly but deliberately, I brushed her clit as I changed from one leg to the other. I felt her spread her legs, encouraging me to go deeper. Soon darling, but not yet.
I continued to massage the other leg, continuing to tease her clit from time to time. I could feel her anticipation building and decided to put her out of her misery.
Adjusting my position, I started on her pussy, stroking her lips with my fingers, lips already puffy and wet with excitement. After so many years together, I knew exactly the right places to touch and the right pressure to use to bring her to orgasm. This time I was going to take my time. As I felt her getting more and more aroused, I changed approach. I lay down on my stomach between her legs and started again on her swollen lips. I slipped my tongue inside... Læs hele novellen
