First of all, thank you ladies and gentlemen for sharing your stories. It was quite a pleasure to read them! My tale will not be graphic about the actual anal entry, but it will be somewhat funny.
Am not as fast a writer as I used to be before all my injuries, and memory loss. This post took me so long the system logged me out!
ha ha ha!
I have been married to the same lady for 25 years, very happily. We love each other, and seduce each other just the same way we did before we married. We got married to swing, because that was what I loved, alas life happened and we stopped being open with others.
On one occasion during our first 3 months of marriage we were living in a small town in North Central FL! The apartment we lived in had all the amenities and in good shape (the walls were not very well insulated). There was a mix of couples ranging from 20's to 60's. We both were exhausted from a long day of work. At about 0300 we woke up, and my lady got frisky first. I had recently initiated her into the pleasures of "porking in the rear"
(misspelling intended). My lady loved that kind of interaction between us, still does! It was the special thing she saved for marriage, and am still ecstatic about it! ;-)
About half an hour after we were finished we saw shapes, and flashlights beams buzzing around our apartment bedroom window. A few minutes later there was a loud knock on the door, and two officers identified themselves.
We opened the door a bit with the chain on, cause I was wearing a towel, and my lady was not dressed at all. The officers asked us if we had heard any strange sounds or seen anything out of the normal in the hour before. We both replied innocently that we had not heard anything at all.
Then one of the officers explained that one of the older couples had called the police, and reported that it sounded like a woman was being beaten to death or even murdered around the pool area in the complex. We said we would be vigilant and keep an eye out for anything suspicious. They left and we passed out after all our sex and having worked over 12 hours the day before.
The next morning we both woke up, and talking about the incident we realized my lady was the one that was screaming bloody murder. We had lived in an older neighborhood in a concrete home, and sounds didn't carry outside our walls!
Nowadays we laugh a lot every time we talk about the romp in the sack, and we still love the sex too.
Sincerely,
Rafa