Chapter 104

Isobel was still luxuriating in the water when Frang came in the room. He looked tired and worn. She took pity on him.

"Would you like to use the water? I could wash your back."

"If I get in there, I'll fall asleep and drown."

"I could wash you standing up?" Isobel said, a subtle question in her voice.

"Okay," Frang replied, "but don't take too long."

He removed his clothes and stepped into the tub. Isobel took the soap and began running it up Frang's legs. When she reached his limp cock, she soaped it as well. Despite her modest attempts to stimulate him to an erection, it remained firm but limp in her hands.

"I'm sorry, Isobel. I'm so tired right now. I'm not sure I can do you honor tonight."

She nodded and continued on up his chest, lathering the rest of his body. Isobel rinsed out her cloth and started washing the suds off.

"Frang, have you ever used a woman's bottom; for sex I mean?"

Frang looked down at her. She wasn't looking at him, concentrating on her washing.

"I have," he answered, "why do you ask?"

"Did you enjoy it?"

"It has it's attractions to me, yes," he replied.

"Would you want to do it with me?" Isobel asked.

Suddenly his cock began to stir, thickening and growing longer. Isobel noticed immediately.

"I thought you were too tired?" She said.

"We're talking about something a little different. It adds some intrigue not present before."

"You've grown tired of my body? Too tired for normal sex, but I mention my ass and suddenly you can?"

"You have to admit, it would be something different and would add a touch of spice to the evening," Frang said. "I am not tired of you and on most evenings, I would be happy to engage. If we anal sex before this, I might be too tired for that as well, but this would be a completely new experience. I'm not immune to the excitement of the different."

"I admit I'm not sold on the idea of your cock penetrating my bum. I detested it when McTavish did it. It always hurt and humiliated me. Ailene said it was something she and Stuart enjoyed on occasion and she liked it. When I told her I never did, she reminded me I never cared for sex with any man before you and if you were gentle, perhaps I would like it too." She glanced at his now fully hardened shaft, pointing at her face. "The idea seems to agree with you." She gently tugged on his stiff prick, trying to maintain his interest.

"I would like to use your bottom once in awhile," Frang admitted. "In addition to being a nice change, it may be helpful to do it when you're fertile and we're attempting avoid another child at that moment. It might be useful later in the pregnancy when the baby is larger and riding lower. I'm not asking you to do it now if you're uncomfortable with the idea. Nothing until you're ready was my vow to you which I intend to keep. So if you're frightened, we need not do it now. I'm willing to wait longer, forever if need be. I can be satisfied with what we currently enjoy."

"But it does have your interest, doesn't it husband?" She parted her lips after the question and took his cock into the warm cavern of her mouth, swirling her tongue in a way she knew he enjoyed.

He placed his hands on either side of her head, stroking her hair, encouraging her, though not forcing himself deeper.

"Oh, aye. You've got my interest."

Every time she used her mouth on him, Isobel became better and better. Frang had proven he would not abuse his position of power while she suckled his cock and so she was both willing to do it, and by listening to his moans and interpreting the movements of his body, becoming more skilled at pleasing him.

Withdrawing his cock from her mouth, she stood and both dripping, led him to their bed with a firm grip upon his steely appendage.

"I don't think I'm quite prepared to try it now," Isobel said, reclining on the bed and drawing him between her spread legs, "but given your current state, I'm reluctant to waste it."

"As am I, my love," Frang said, positioning the blunt head of his cock at the wet entrance to her womb and pushing deep inside.

Isobel gasped at the fullness of her sheath as he plunged into her. Aye, if he could make fucking her ass feel even half as good as fucking her cunt, Isobel would be willing to try it.

"If you're seriously considering anal intercourse," Frang panted as he plunged in and out of her, "I've some things to try to explore the possibility of going further."

He was driving deep and hard now. Whether it was because he was still dreaming of plunging into her back passage or merely having gone past the point of no return, was unknown, but Isobel was shuddering with each impact of his thrusting lunges against her pubis. Heavens! It felt so good. Her body was thrumming from the pleasure of it. Again and again, he rocked into her, pushing her to the edge of her release. Frang put his arms under her legs and maneuvered her legs over his arms, bending her nearly double to increase his penetration of her. So close, so close, Isobel thought. Then she felt a finger, gently rubbing the area between her sheath and anus and circling the crinkled sphincter. Isobel had to admit, even to herself, it didn't feel bad to have his finger playing with her there as he fucked her hard.

As Frang slammed one last time into her, she felt his cock swell and begin to shoot powerful spurts of his cream into her womb. At that moment, his finger breached the barrier of the tight muscle guarding her rectum and her own orgasm exploded like a volcano and Isobel clutched him against her body as it sweetly convulsed in concussive waves of pure pleasure. Isobel knew she'd screamed again, loud enough to disturb any nearby sleepers, though it almost seemed to come from someone else. Every time, Frang seemed capable of showing her more different ways of bringing her to climax than she'd believed possible, each seemingly better than the last.

Frang turned over, pulling her with him, letting her ride out her spasms while she rode atop him. As his cock slowly shrank and was pushed from her seeping tunnel by her last few contractions, Frang finally removed his finger at the same time.

"Did you enjoy that, dear wife?" Frang asked, satisfied he'd know her answer. "Was it pleasing to you?"

"It was unexpectedly gratifying, Frang. Once again you show me new tricks."

"If it was agreeable; I believe you will find yourself able to enjoy having my cock inside your bottom."

"Your finger does not seem nearly as large as your cock, Frang. The extra size worries me."

"If I introduced it as quickly to your bum as I did my finger, I'm sure it would hurt, but we will take our time when you finally allow me access to your ass. I don't wish to cause any more pain than my finger did, which seemed easily tolerated."

"More! It enhanced my orgasm," Isobel informed him. "I'm surprised I liked it so much."

"I really am tired and we have to get up early for market day tomorrow," Frang said, kissing her neck.

Isobel rolled off him and snuggled into him, her back to his front. His hand went to a breast and held it until he was asleep, within a minute. She followed him shortly afterwards, feeling safe and warm within his arms.