She tucked her feet back behind her ass and collapsed gasping for air to my chest. I held her there with my arms across her back and kissed her forehead while I ran my hands down her back to her slim waistline and then up the slope of her ass and over the top and then back up again. I repeated this many times until our breathing recovered and Priya rolled off me back to her side of the bed and cuddled back up to me on her side with her top leg draped across my thigh. She wrapped her fingers around my flaccid and sticky cock and just held on to it.
Priya muttered, “Fuck. That was incredible. I rarely have multiple-orgasms. Naveen is having erection problems and he can’t keep one for very long. I’m lucky if I can get one orgasm. He’s good though. He’ll finish me off with his tongue if his cock can’t.” We fell back to sleep above the covers without any further words spoken. I really didn’t want to continue the discussion about her husband.
The sun was well above the horizon when I woke. I never slept this late. I glanced at the digital clock and it read 8:42 AM. I realized that I never woke in the middle of the night for hot and vigorous sex either. Priya was lying on her stomach and drooling on her pillow. I rolled gently on my side so as not to wake her. I examined every inch of her amazing naked body. Her ass was perfect, by anyone’s standard. Side-boob was visible with her arms cradled into her pillow.
She seemed to sense that I was awake and looking at her. She opened her eyes and looked over at me with the one eye that wasn’t buried in her pillow. “What are you looking at?” she mumbled into her pillow. I didn’t answer. She rolled over on her back and said, “Wow. Was that a dream?”
I replied, “If it was, I was having the same one.” Priya moved over close to me and kissed me and said, “One more time, before I have to go? I want to be home when Divi comes home. She doesn’t need to know about this.”
I laughed and said, “Are you kidding. Just say the word.”
Priya looked down my body and grinned at my rising wood. She glanced away and hesitated. I sensed something was wrong so I rolled on my side and pulled her chin up to face me. “Is something wrong?”
She said, “No, not really. We can do this any way you want but … ummm … I’d love to … ummm … I’d love to have anal intercourse with that monster between your legs. I acquired a taste for anal in college but my husband thinks it’s disgusting and dirty. He won’t do it that way. It’s been nearly twenty years. I use a dildo there but it’s not the same. I hope you aren’t grossed out by it. Many men are.”
I grinned at her and said, “Consider it done. My wife liked it in the ass too. It’s been forever since then but if I recall correctly, all I have to do is one: use lubricant and two: go slow until you don’t.”
Priya’s mood was instantly upbeat and she giggled at my list of things to know. She immediately maneuvered onto her stomach again and grabbed her pillow and shoved it under her hips. “I like the ‘speed-bump position’,” she said. She settled her hips into position. Her perfect ass lifted like that was driving me crazy and my cock surged even harder. I knew exactly what to do. I got out of bed and went to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and grabbed the jar of petroleum jelly. The K/Y Jelly that Anna kept around for these occasions dried up long ago and I threw it out.