Diane's pussy had never been this wet. Her ultimate sexual dream had come true when her husband agreed to let her bury a finger up his butt. She had dreamt for years of anal, it was all she thought about while masturbating and all she looked at while watching porn. She relished at the thought of a woman penetrating a man's tight backdoor and making him into an oozing puddle.
After more than three weeks without being able to achieve an erection, Thomas was desperate for any release so he readily agreed to her proposed course of anal stimulation. It had worked like a charm too. His tiny little nub was harder than she could ever remember, she could almost swear that his little four-incher had gained some length and girth even. Her index finger penetrated his hairy tight little booty up past the second knuckle. She had wormed her way in the backdoor and there was no way she was ever leaving. All she needed to do was to give him the most mind-blowing orgasm of his life and he would submit to her probing whenever she desired. His ass was going to be her playground. As these thoughts crossed her mind, she could literally feel globs of wetness roll past her pussy lips, pooling along with the already impressive wet stain on the sheet below her.
"Alright Thomas. Now that my finger is easily gliding in and out of your butthole it's time for me to really begin the work. You will be feeling some pressure on your prostate. My finger is currently in your rectum, I can use that position to stimulate your internal sexual organs. Since it's been a few weeks since your last orgasm I know your balls have swollen quite considerably, but your prostate will be quite enlarged as well. This is your internal sexual organ and I've read that stimulating it can be quite intense. Some people can even achieve full anal orgasm." Her tone was clinical, she still wanted him to think that this was purely about helping him with his ejaculatory issues. She was pleased that his only response was a moan, Diane didn't want him speaking or interrupting her playtime with idle chatter.
Thomas was having a hard time comprehending exactly what was happening in his butt. He could feel his wife's finger gliding in and out of his sphincter and wiggling around in his rectum, but he had no idea why it felt so entrancing. This one tiny little finger dominated his being, it enthralled his mind such that he could barely create coherent thoughts other than a vague joy over being the target of such euphoric pleasure. He was almost nervous to hear that she hadn't even begun to stimulate his prostate. He processed that his wife was talking but couldn't quite comprehend the words. He trusted that she was going to continue her orgasmic sensations and tried to say something encouraging in response. The sounds that came out of his mouth, however, were just animalistic grunts and groans; he hoped that that would be enough to get Diane to continue her ministrations.
Suddenly he was aware that the finger was no longer thrusting in and out of his butthole. Instead it was firmly planted in place and the pad of Diane's finger was starting to apply pressure to one spot inside his butt. Somewhere deep inside him a shockingly low and guttural moan escaped from his body. He vaguely wondered if this prostate pressure had pushed the sound from his throat.
"I know your balls are swollen, Honey. But if you think that those guys are backed up you should feel this prostate. It's like you've got a grapefruit ballooning in your rectum." She swirled her finger around in circular patterns, tracing the edges of his massive gland. His moans were a good sign that she was training his mind to accept anal pleasure, but she knew that this was just the beginning of his conditioning. Her light stimulation was causing him to moan like a whore, she didn't know how he would respond to a more targeted pressure. She ceased her circling and instead moved her finger to the center of his p-spot and began to push.
Up until this moment her gaze had been glued to his ass. She loved watching his little butthole weakly clench and open around her finger, she loved feeling his balls writhe in her other hand as she felt their meaty size. Now she looked up at her husband's face. His eyes were screwed tightly shut and his head was thrown back in ecstasy. His mouth was stupidly hanging open, a perpetual moan escaping from his lips, forced out by the pleasure she was administering to his prostate. The moaning escalated as she applied more pressure to his gland. Diane never thought it would be this easy to bend his mind to her will, that just a simple finger on his prostate could erase all thought from his mind and replace it with just a dim awareness that she was controlling his sexual pleasure.
She looked at his penis to check its stimulation. She knew that his erectile problems were the reason he agreed to this probing, but honestly, she was not interested in his little pecker. For years she had put up with him squirting inside her because he repaid that favor with mind-blowing oral, but she had just never experienced the orgasmic pleasure some women get from penetration. Even with past lovers who were more well-endowed, her pleasure was all clitoral. Deep down she knew that she had always just wanted to be the one doing the penetrating.
What she thought was going to be a quick glance at his penis, though, turned into utter fascination. She had never cared about his cock before, but as she looked at how hard it was straining, how aroused he was, she couldn't look away. Diane applied even more pressure to his prostate and nearly fainted from mental pleasure when she saw a thick, creamy glop of his cum emerge from the tip. She knew from videos that milking the white semen out of his ass was possible, she just never thought her husband would be able to do it on their first try. She assumed that it would require years of training his ass before he was able to achieve this type of orgasm. The white dropped parked itself in his slit then dribbled to the side as another cum drop forced its way out.
Diane couldn't help herself in that moment and her mouth immediately and fully engulfed his entire cock. She alternated between a strong prostate push with her finger and a long suck with her mouth, vacuuming the cum from him. With her left hand she felt his balls shift from her massaging. He had several weeks worth of cum backed up in him and she was emptying it one drop at a time.
She wanted more and for that she needed more prostate stimulation. She wiggled her finger and bit to check the tautness of his sphincter. He seemed oddly loose for someone who just 15 minutes ago had never been anally penetrated. She moved her middle finger into position on the outside of his rim. Between the lube and the laxity of his sphincter muscles she slipped in the second finger with ease. Glancing up at her husband she expected him to be watching the show, he normally loved seeing his wife's mouth bobbing up and down on his little dong. At the very least she expected some facial reaction when she doubled the number of fingers in his butt.
She saw no reaction at all. Thomas' face was frozen in pleasure. A continuous moan emitted from his open mouth and his expression made it seem like he was entirely lost in an alternative reality she had created. One where the only thought that occupied his brain was the stimulation in his prostate and the general sensations in his rectum. She wasn't even sure he had yet consciously registered that she was blowing him. She wasn't sure that he could even remember his own name, he seemed that enraptured by her anal administration. Diane briefly stopped massaging his balls to check her wetness. Her finger had the same sensation as dipping a toe into a swimming pool, total immersion in pussy fluids.
