Annalena had imposed strict rules of her sex life. With her husband (married for fifteen years, she had never ceased to love him) had sex in a gentle and affectionate way, with known and perfect movements that every time took her to the greatest pleasures and orgasms.
Instead, with the lovers she loved to practice sodomy, that is, all those acts that are “biblically” against nature, such as fellatio or anal penetration.
Annalena had many lovers because in fifteen years of marriage she had never been able to give up the thrill of a new conquest. She was a predator in sheep’s clothing. Meeting her you would have never imagine that behind those eyes that looked like two quiet mountain lakes and that serene smile she could hide those burning passions.
Annalena was a land of fire in the cool water.
“Today you want it in your pussy, do you?” Asked her the young lover who she had met a few months earlier. “They all want it in the pussy when they fall in love.”
She looked at him with calm eyes:
“No my darling, is not that I don’t love you, but put it in my ass, you know …”
The men who she met could not understand this predilection for anal sex. During an evening at the theater, in a box where she were alone in the dark with Niklas, the Russian lover, she was resting on the sill, defiantly pulling down the short dress on her thighs showing off the white and fleshy buttocks and she let herself be penetrated, without the need for lubricants or preliminary. While the soprano sang his “Love me Alfredo”, she trembled with the big cock in her belly.
It was told that she had the “absolute ass.”
Lorenz, the lover from New Zealand, loved to put her legs behind her head so that she offered only her naked ass. He then used the force of his powerful triceps to sodomize her from above like a jackhammer. Annalena welcomed all that long cock that seemed to get lost in her bowels without ever finding obstruction.
Richard, the English lover, had other tastes, he loved irrumatio, penetrating her mouth with vehemence as she welcomed him passively. He liked to fill her esophagus with his sperm and she loved the time spent at his feet relaxing the trachea to allow him to penetrate her more deeply.
It was said that she gave the perfect blowjob.
Alejandro, the fiery Argentinian, used to shook her throat while fucking her and looking into her eyes. For a few moments she was missing her breath, but that was the moment when her ass was even softer and Alejandro could feel from within the nerve endings of the spine.
The day Curtis, her husband, found her at the feet of Idris, the young Arab lover, he left home without even discuss it. Seeing her intent on sucking the semen out of those black balls swollen with desire was an image that was settled deep within him. Since then he failed to sleep or have sex with other women.
He decided to see her one last time, to clarify, understand, speak. But in the car she had no words. She looked at him with big and quiet eyes, she crouched between his legs in front of his seat, unzipped his pants and without stopping to look at him hungrily sucked his cock in her throat.
In twenty minutes of fellatio she put to good use the results of almost twenty years of constant practice.
Curtis couldn’t believe his pleasure. An instant before he exploded in a white orgasm Annalena turned and offering her ass she slumped on the vibrating cock sucking it as if the anus were a second mouth.
Trembling and screaming for the violence of the orgasm, Curtis realized that he would never really know this woman.