Asha knew what she was doing when she picked two zucchinis from the garden, and only the zucchinis, even if she didn’t want to admit it to herself.
Not the carrots or cucumber (too slender), or the radishes or peppers (too plump), nor the spinach or lettuce (what good were those?)
But the zucchini were the Goldilocks of her garden—just right for what she had in mind.
And it had been on her mind all day, since she’d got up in the morning, after her nightly phone call with Joel. On the train to work, while sitting at her desk, trying and failing to focus on her screen, and then on the train ride home. The closer she got to her stop, the more she squirmed on her seat, trying to keep her movements subtle, even as her lace panties dampened and her cunt throbbed and leaked.
Anal sex. A cock in her ass. Sodomy. Joel wanted in her back door.
“I don’t know, Joel,” she said on their regular evening phone call; with their schedules, they’d only managed dates once a week since they had started seeing each other three months before. “I love that you’re so naughty, but I need to give it some thought. It’s…”
“Yes?” Joel asked, but Asha was thinking about the porn she’d watched where anal sex was part of the action. The actresses loved it, judging by the ecstatic looks on their faces and their groans and shouts of pleasure. What Joel didn’t know was that she had wondered, watching those scenes, what it might be like to have a cock in her back passage, filling her, stretching her…
There was one scene in particular that came to mind, a blonde woman with two men. Both had their cocks in her as she lay on the broad torso of one of them, one in her cunt, one in her...
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