This is a story about my comet partner. We've had a thing going for many years indeed, but it's usually only once or twice a year. When we do get together though, I always have a crazy story to tell.

I showed up at her door with a discreet Swissgear handbag full of my tools: a pump douche, a Bad Dragon dildo with a cum tube, some xanthan gum powder, and a strap-on harness. She greeted me at the door like a normal person, so as not to scare the neighbours. But as soon as I took off my shoes, I got down to business.

"Hey now. You're not allowed to be dressed in my presence. Take it off." I told her, and right there in her kitchen, she stripped naked. We chatted for a bit while I whipped up a batch of fake cum, but I stayed dressed for the moment. The "cum" was sufficiently hot that it would stay around body temperature throughout our scene, or a little warmer than that if we were lucky.

But I had to move fast because of that. We immediately went to her ensuite bathroom: it was specially designed for the kind of depravity she and her husband routinely get up to; a wet bathroom that was all tile, and grab bars in strategic locations for... you know. Positions.

Anyway, enough of the sex toys. I got undressed, we got in the shower, and I ordered her to kneel on the floor. Keeping the dildo and the fake cum warm in the sink under the hot water tap, I readied the strap-on and told her to close her eyes.

SPLAT! The first shot hit her right in the cheek, splashing up a little, warm goopiness dribbled down her face, and I hit her again with another shot. She sighed at the feel of it. Before long, she had "cum" in her hair and all over her tits, dripping down to her thighs even. It was time to flip her over, so I demanded she turn around, put her ass in the air and her tits on the floor. The cold tile and the slippery goop all over her must have felt amazing on her nipples, so I grabbed her hands behind her back and pushed her back and forth over the tile.

"You know what you are now? You're a jizz mop! Just a thing for cleaning cum off the floor!"

I let go her arms and aimed my "cock" at her asshole, blasting it with a couple jets of "cum" before I pressed forward, making her moan like a depraved whore as she pushed back to take it inside her ass. Again, time was against me, so I didn't fuck her ass long before I shot the remainder of the bottle into her guts. She whimpered when I withdrew, and a significant amount of my splooge dribbled out of her back hole and down her leg.

I was perfectly ready to replace the fake cock with my real one, but then I slipped and realised the danger of the situation. We had to take this to her bed instead. It took us a couple of minutes to get ready - put a towel down to save her sheets from the stupid amount of "cum" covering her body, and I needed a condom too. So imagine my surprise when, lined up doggy style, the moment I pushed my dick all the way inside her ass, she let out an "Oh fuck!" and immediately started convulsing on my cock. This wasn't subtle! But I pressed forth, and started slam-fucking her for all I was worth. Three or four orgasms later on her part, and she was begging me to stop a moment from the overwhelm she was feeling. A couple more like that again, and I was ready to cum, so I stopped, shoved myself into her to the hilt, and stayed very still, half a load of cum leaking out of me in the meantime.

We took a little break and switched condoms again before going right back at it. This time, when I could feel my orgasm rising again, I didn't hold back, letting out a roar as I slammed into her guts a final time, letting her feel me throb deep in her rectum. That set her off too, one last time.

We hung out for a while after that. I was hoping to get hard for another round, but that never materialised. It was still plenty fun catching up again.

I asked her about how she came as soon as I put my dick up her ass. "Well..." she replied "I really like anal sex!"

Yeah. Yeah you do hon. Until next time!