I realised I was feeling no pain as I had dreaded earlier, instead his fingers were giving me new pleasurable sensations. I remained quiet enjoying his actions on my body.
Then Putta asked “Munni how was it”? I said “it was far better than I had imagined”. He asked “can I serve the main course now”?
I said “yes please be gentle”, he said “you already know Munni darling that I will never hurt you for deriving my own pleasure. I will be gentle, if you feel pain then tap your hand on the bed and I will stop, ok”?
Putta got in position and applied lots of lube to his big dick and to my rear hole. He said “relax your muscles darling, fully relax them and it will not hurt”. I did and he slowly pushed his big dick inside.
I felt my hole getting stretched beyond my limits as his tip entered. I felt pain but I was far more determined to sacrifice myself to ensure he derived the pleasures he was seeking.
He constantly kept asking me about the pain but instead I gave him a green signal to continue. Soon I felt his thighs touch mine and his big dick felt like my ass was stuffed with something.
The pain had subsided now, guess his fingering before penetration had made all the difference. I looked over my shoulder and said “go for it darling, I am really enjoying this”.
My positive words gave him the necessary motivation, he started pumping my ass slowly at first and picking up pace soon after. Oh my God this felt so good, even better than when he was pumping my pussy all these days.
My next orgasm was rapidly growing and it felt wonderful. I already knew Putta’s stamina very well and for sure he was going to pump many more orgasms out of me now.
Over the next half hour, he drove me over the edge multiple times before he filled me with his millions of baby making soldiers, only this time it was in my butt.
He finally pulled out and lay on the bed pulling me in his arms. He naughtily asked “so Munni darling, did you enjoy losing your anal virginity”? I had to admit it was an out of the world experience, something I could would never have come to terms with.
I said “yes my darling husband, you showed me heaven again this time”. Putta was quick to ask “so can we add this to our regular main course”? I naughtily smiled and said “yes darling, I would love it”.
I saw the time, it was 1pm. I asked “can we go for lunch now or….”? He said “yes Munni darling, but we need to shower before that” and winked at me. I understood he was going to pump my daylights out again under the shower and that is exactly what I also wanted.
I said “I too cannot wait for the shower sex round, but before that you will need to relieve me first”. He looked at me quizzically, he asked “have I not done everything already”?
I winked and said “darling, are you not thirsty? Should I use the commode”? He understood and pulled me to my feet rushing to the bathroom. I no longer felt shame or reluctance in asking him to drink my piss because I too derived equal pleasure from it.
So after he would be done I was preparing a surprise for him, a surprise which I myself was not sure if I could deliver to his satisfaction. I placed my hands on the ultra-luxurious wash counter opening my legs wide so Putta could sit between them and drink my juices comfortably.