All about sharing - Part 3

For many months, my beautiful husband and I have been sharing a secret game. I am obsessed with everything that has to do with ass, including what comes out of it. I get horny just listening to my husband through the bathroom door as he is pushing noisily to get a hard shit out of him. I imagine the sensation he is feeling as it finds its way through his ass hole. When I cannot take it anymore, when I feel I will explode with an orgasm just standing there, I go in with my begging eyes.

One morning, I could hear my husband as I laid in bed. I could tell this was a hard thick shit. I went straight in and interruped. `Please hold it in`I told my husband. `I am not sure I can for long, it is realy pushing, it allready hurts I want to go so bad`. I went to him and motioned him to the floor where he lied on his stomach. `You need to relax. Spread your legs`I said. My husband spread his legs. I found the entrence of his ass hole. I rubbed it a little. It was hard and tense. He was realy working at not letting his shit out. I pushed one finger in his ass hole. He squeeled a little but did not move. I could feel the hard shit right there, ready to exit.

With my finger, I pushed it back up inside him as much as I could.`That feels good!`my husband said in a long moan of pleasure mixed with pain. I reached for the vaseline jar and quickly dipped my hand in it, hurrying before his large turd came out, now that I had relaxed his hole. I pushed two fingers up his ass. I let his shit come down a little. I could tell it was a large one, and very hard. With my fingers, I moved it around inside him. `I have a hard-on, I want to masturbate`my husband said. With my two fingers still in him, he got up on all four, crawled towards the tub and bent over it, one hand in the tub, as if he was holding on to it.

The other hand went quickly to his big hard cock. I continued playing with his shit inside him. I entered a third finger. His moaning got much louder. `Try to force your shit out now`I said. `Yes, I want to shit now`he responded. He started to push, I could feel it. I ass fucked him with my fingers for a few minutes then let his shit find its way out. When his moans turned into panting, I could tell it was an even larger shit than I had imagined. When it was about 3 hinches out, I pushed it back in with the palm of my hand then quickly inserted two fingers.`Push again, push harder`I told him. He started pushing hard, holding on to the side of the tub, one hand strocking his cock fast.

He sounded like a woman in delivery, with loud moans at every attenpt to force the shit out. I could feel the pressure on my fingers up his ass. `I'm going to cum! This is just too good!`he begged. I took my fingers out. As his shit was comming out of him, I played with it, moving it around. It was so long and hard, I could hold it well in my hand. I removed his hand from his cock. `Not now, wait! This is such a perfect shit`I said.`I cannot hold, I want to shit, I want to cum`he answered in the loudest panting mixed with whinning I ever heard from him. He had tears in his eyes. I played with his shit a few minutes more with one hand, and was strocking his cock with the other.

All the time I could hear the louder and louder sounds, new sounds, out of my husbands mouth. I stroke his cock faster while letting the shit come out of his ass hole. He came in a violent screaming orgasm. I laid on my back and masturbated hard and fast. I made mayself come twice realy hard, followed by a series of less intense orgasms until all the tension had left my body. My husband way lying next to me, exhausted. We fell asleep on the bathroom floor.

I do not know how long we slept. When I woke up, I turned over to my husband who was still sleeping. `I need to shit. I need to shit bad`I whispered in his hear. His cock started to harden and he smiled, his eyes still closed.
It is all about sharing.....