Anal sex
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Posted:Feb 18, 2009 1:49 am
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50 women share the joy of anal sex:
1. Gets Me Off
I enjoy anal sex to a large degree. The first time I did it was to please my boyfriend but I ended up enjoying it myself. I personally like to be held face down and have it forced on me. It’s very erotic and I really get off on it. - Debby, US
2. Wish I’d Known Sooner
I just had anal sex and it was the greatest feeling in my life. Yes, at first it hurt a little. However, it was well worth it. If I would have known it felt like that I would have done it years ago. - Anonymous, Vancouver, BC
3. Happy Bunny
Anal, I love it. It has to be my favorite sex act. We usually do it 3-4 times weekly. My preference is to finger my cunt a little and let my cum trickle down between my ass crack, and then I’m ready for some deep ass pounding. As long as it’s deep and hard, I’m a happy bunny!
4. Loving Bond
My husband and I have been having anal sex for about 15 years now. We both like this kinky exercise. We have the strongest orgasms then. Our naughty sex practices are a firm bond to our relationship. - BB, UK
5. I’d Never Do Without Anal
Anal sex is a regular part of our sex life and I would never do without it. My preference is anal sex with me in the doggy position. No matter how he's stretched me with his fingers there's still some resistance and I admit to loving it. Once his head is in he pauses and gives me time to adjust. The feeling is exquisite and I have to keep my hand off my clit because I could cum right then. It's all so damn wicked and I love giving myself to him this way. I love the times he gets balls deep and slams away while I play with my clit, teasing myself, almost cumming. When I have to cum I let him know and tell him to cum up my ass. I rub my clit wildly while he slides in and out and explodes magnificently. I love anal sex! ‒ Karen, US
6. Best Feeling Ever
One night while he was licking my ass he asked if he could fuck it, so I said yes. He literally ran to the bathroom and grabbed the lube. After a few minutes of massaging my asshole he lubed up and slowly pushed it inside and it was one of the best sexual feelings I’ve ever experienced. I could tell he liked it even though he won't admit it, and when we do have anal sex now he makes it seem like it's just for me but he is never as hard as he is when we have anal sex and he never makes the noises he makes with anal any other time either. We both secretly know that he loves it whether he'll admit it or not. ‒ Anonymous, US
7. Mind-blowing First Time
LUBE LUBE LUBE!!! The size of my guy’s cock frightened me when we first thought about anal. But with plenty of lube, and patience, and it was a mind-blowing first time. Just relax and he will slide right in. Like they say, too much lube is almost enough. Just remember to relax, and again I stress the lube! - Anonymous, Michigan
8. Better Than Vaginal
Six months ago I finally got around to trying anal sex. Fantastic! The best sex in my life. My husband was not patient, but I took it all the way in. I love the feeling of him cumming in my ass - it turns me on...better than vaginal. ‒ Mimi, Dominican Republic
9. Anal Fantasies
I LOVE anal sex. It's better than vaginal once you get used to it. It gives the best orgasms ever, and guys...if you're patient, go slowly and get her really worked up first, she'll end up asking you for it. My husband and I have been having anal sex for nearly 7 years now, and I find myself having fantasies about getting fucked anally because I love it so much now. Just take your time, and she'll reward you! - Anonymous, WA
10. Harder Is Better
Use a lot of lube. Start on your side, then when it is feeling really good, start doing it in doggy style - it increases the pleasure. And the harder he pounds it the better it feels (harder is always better). It only hurts for a minute, then the pleasure is overwhelming. ‒ Angela, Detroit
11. My Special Treat
I am in a recent committed relationship with a man (much older than myself) who has taken me to new heights of sexual pleasure I could only have imagined! He has been so caring and careful in venturing into anal sex that I have literally become addicted to him fucking my ass! It is my special treat and now he often waits for me to beg for it...which I usually do, because it just drives me wild. I never in a million years thought I would enjoy getting fucked in the ass so much! - Anonymous, MD
12. I Look Forward to It
Definitely get a butt plug - they are great for getting your asshole ready for his cock. Lube up your hole and the butt plug and either insert it yourself at your own pace or have him do it with your guidance. I used to hate anal sex before we got a butt plug. Now I look forward to it and actually ASK my husband if he wants to do me in the ass. He has never refused! A few times, we have also used a dildo up my pussy while he did my butt - and THAT is one hell of a full and sexy feeling! Try it! - Jenny, Chicago
13. Fantastic Orgasms
When I first had anal sex it hurt a lot and I cried a little, but it never stopped me from trying it again and I am glad that I didn’t stop. I have had the most fantastic orgasms in my life though my ass, but I have had to teach my husband to be gentle at first because the shock is too much. But after a few minutes he can be as hard and rough as he likes and I love it. - Moyia, England
14. I Ask Him for Anal
I never liked the idea of anal before, but my husband always says he loves my ass and is so turned on by it. I let him tongue my anus all the time, but finally I gave in and let him do my ass. We used lots of KY and he started off with fingers, then a butt plug he bought. I have to say that once his cock was in my ass, I loved it. I told him to slap my ass and play with my clit and holy jeez - I had the best orgasm ever. Now I ask HIM when he wants to do me in the ass again, and he always says, "How about now?!" So we do it once or twice a week. - Anonymous, Illinois
15. Want to Try It Again
I tried anal sex last night. It was the first time, and we used a lot of lube. It was very uncomfortable at first, but then it got really fun. I am excited to feel what the second time is like. - Jennifer, US
16. Dirty and Fun
I absolutely love anal sex. Yes, it does seem a little dirty and that makes it even more fun. I am blessed with a husband who is rather large so I have to take some extra precautions for myself. There are numbing agents out there that work great, like Anal EZ with a little benzocaine in it. It even prolongs him sometimes. One time in total desperation we used our normal lube and some 20% strength Oragel. Worked wonders! - Mia, TN
17. Ready to Enjoy
I love having anal sex with my boyfriend and I love when he goes inside me bareback. I always take at least two enemas prior to anal sex, and I feel very clean inside. Actually getting the enema is part of our foreplay and we both get very aroused when doing it. Then when he comes to enter me, I‘m relaxed and ready to enjoy anal sex. - Donna, Canada
18. You’ll Love the Feeling
If I'm really turned on, I will let my husband slip a finger in my ass and this really gets me going. He will then use a small vibrator just inside the anal opening. Once you feel relaxed, use lots of your favorite lube, be sure your guy is rock hard and you’re ready for his cock to penetrate you. If you take it slow and easy, you will love the way anal sex feels. - Anonymous, CA
19. She’ll Thank You
I started having anal sex with an ex-boyfriend when I was 16 and have never looked back since. Lube is essential and so is the position. I like it doggy style with a very pronounced arch in my back, but spooning is also cool. Take it easy, start slow and she'll thank you for it. She might even let you try DP. - Faith, Canada
20. Best Sex Ever
My first time was with a guy I had been fooling around with for a few months and we wanted to try something new. One day while I was taking a shower he came in and we started to have sex in the shower, a few minutes into it he stopped and started to put it into my ass. He knew it was my first time so he was really gentle and took his time putting it in. The water from the shower and his patience made it the best sex I have had. - Emerald, CA
21. Start Slow
The first time my husband and I tried anal was about 2 years ago, and I told him it was just too painful for me. This time he used petroleum jelly, and let me tell you that does wonders as lube. It still hurts at first, but after a few thrusts, man, it feels amazing. It’s about starting out slow and working your way up. - Anonymous, Florida
22. Just Do It
I was the girl who told herself she would never attempt anything like anal sex. You would not know that now. I was scared at first to have anal but once I tried it I was hooked. It’s all I want now! It’s the best way to have a Kitchen Quickie and my fiancé has no complaints either. To any woman who is a little scared but deep down would like to try it, do it. - J., Canada
23. Two-fer
I just tried anal sex and loved it ‒ it’s not as painful as I thought. First you must be very relaxed. I didn’t use KY because this was not planned, so I told my man to use a lot of spit and ease his head in slow, then I backed my booty up. It felt so good we did it twice in one night. - Ebony, New Jersey
24. Natural Juices
For me, liking anal sex was a matter of deciding for myself. Personally, I got tired of someone else having all the fun. Really great sex that gets me real wet is the best way to start. After that my own juices are exactly the lube I need to have really great anal sex. ‒ Anonymous, OR
25. Heavenly, Erotic, Intimate
I very much enjoy anal sex, and have for years. However, my first experience was like many women; unprepared, no lube and no patience, and it's amazing that I was ever willing to try again. But with a man who was clearly going to be tuned to my sensations and stop if there was any pain, and willing to play with me with foreplay, it has become heavenly. It's an incredibly erotic and intimate experience! Enjoy. ‒ Dee, CT
26. Weird but Good
My first experience was SO weird, but it actually felt very, very good. I had the best orgasm that I have ever had in my life! Don’t be afraid to try it. Use lots of lube and enjoy it. ‒ Danielle, US
27. It’s all I Crave
The first time I had anal sex I was a little intimidated. The guy was much more experienced and drop dead gorgeous. He was gentle at first. I encouraged him to fuck me harder. The harder he fucked my ass the more I enjoyed it. Now it seems like all I crave is to be eaten out then have my ass fucked. - Sylvia, New England
28. More Than 50% Anal
We usually start in a 69 position. While his tongue works my clit, he lubes my ass and uses a vibrator in my ass to warm me up, then I turn around and get on top of him. The best way for us is for me to lean back, supporting myself with my arms and having my knees up. This way, he can see his penis penetrating my ass, see my pussy and stimulate my clit with a vibrator. Anal sex makes up more than 50% of our sex life. I've always loved it, right from the very first time, and my husband, as with all men, loves it too. - Chantal, Canada
29. Close Connection
The first minute usually hurts like hell, but once I pass the minute mark--I'm all in. I just can't stand if he goes too deep ‘cause it HURTS! Otherwise I love it. I think it’s more of a turn-on than vaginal sex. I feel a lot closer to him. ‒ Anonymous, CA
30. Total Control
I had my first sexual experience through anal sex, and I had the greatest orgasm of my life. Something about my man being totally in control just got me off. The first time you have anal sex it hurts like heck, but just like sex, the more you do it, the easier it gets. ‒ Rachel, US
31. Don’t Miss Out!
At first it hurt tremendously but my partner was very gentle and patient. This was so incredibly good. I liked it so much and still do. Now with my boyfriend, we do anal once in a while and it hurts only on insertion, but he uses lots and lots of lube and he is very gentle. To me this is really great sex and once he's in my ass the feeling is so great. I just move my ass rhythmically to his thrusts until we both cum. My advice to you ladies: please don't be afraid to try anal sex because you are missing out on something great. - Anonymous, US
32. All I Need
I have the most intense orgasms you can imagine, even better than vaginal. I don't care if he ever fucks my pussy ever again. ‒Jane, TN
33. Eternal Thanks
My current boyfriend was constantly messing with my asshole, and I loved it. When he first started to penetrate me (using KY liquid), it was painful, but once he got a couple of inches inside, my muscles relaxed and IT WAS GREAT. My advice to first-timers: Bear with the pain - it only lasts about 30 seconds. Relax - it is a great sensation. Guide your partner - let him know if he is going too fast or too slow. Practice - it only gets better. Because so few women are willing to try or are unable to make it through the penetration, your partner will appreciate you forever! Trust me - M., SC
34. Practice Makes Perfect
I had anal sex for the first time last week, and we didn’t even use lube. The reason it worked so well was because I had lots of practice time by myself for months. I loved it and I was asking for it days later. He also came in me from behind and I loved the feeling. ‒ Anonymous, CA
35. Highly Erotic
Last night was actually the first time I had successful anal sex -- and I had it twice. The "key" for me was lots and lots of practice alone beforehand. I recommend fooling around, fucking, fucking with your finger in your ass, then fucking with his finger in your ass before you try to let his cock in there. During the "transition time" when he's lubing up and getting ready, don't stop stimulating yourself, be that playing with your nipples or rubbing your clit or fucking yourself with a vibrator -- or all of the above. Take it slow, breathe deeply, take as many pauses as you need to. If you can't handle the thrusting, try masturbating and cumming while his cock is in your ass. The contractions will feel good for him and you will get more used to the whole idea and more willing to accept it as something highly, highly erotic. Mmm...I can't wait to do it again! - Jane, Kansas
36. The Deeper the Better
I enjoy it deep, very deep, with his balls banging against me. I cum and cum and cum! Enjoy anal - it’s the best! ‒ Anonymous, UK
37. Nothing Like a Good Reaming
I love anal sex. I mean - I Love Anal Sex - there is nothing in the world like a cock reaming your asshole. An old boyfriend of mine would lick my asshole for an hour. God, that made me cum so hard, then he would lube my hole and his cock with K-Y Jelly and slowly insert it into my ass. Once fully in, he would start banging away and grabbing and pulling on my breasts like I like them to be treated. ‒ Christine, OH
38. Slow and Steady
My husband and I do anal every month (at least) and we both really enjoy the act. Usually I lay on my side and we have a mirror positioned so we both can watch the proceedings. Once he has popped his knob in we pause (and gaze at the mirror). Once he is fully in he waits for me to cum before he shoots his load deep in my ass. The intimacy of these escapades make us closer and I love the full feeling it brings me. Slow and steady wins the race. ‒ Tania, Canberra
39. Total Trust
We have never used any form of lubrication other than natural. We talk about everything and even start foreplay just through talking so we are both very wet when it is time for penetration. I have never trusted a man as I trust him, which allows me to completely relax with him. Anal orgasms are intense beyond belief. ‒ Anonymous, IA
40. New and Wonderful
My man was constantly talking about anal sex but I thought of that as an exit only area. After a couple glasses of wine one night, he touched me there and it felt good so I let him go further. Since I naturally over-lubricate, he put the head in slow and it did not feel wrong. I orgasmed the very first time we had anal sex. I definitely recommend this to any couple who like to experiment and are open to new and wonderful things. - Kat, MI
41. Take the Plunge
I decided to try it when our sex life was getting a little too predictable. It took several times with just a small amount of penetration before we could finally go fully in the ass. It was incredible. I never would have dreamed it would have been so powerful. I am glad I kept reading about it and finally took the plunge. It is now a part of our sex life. ‒ Brooke, GA
42. Twice the Fun
I am a female who LOVES anal sex. I enjoy anal sex so much that now I sit on my husband backwards with his dick in either my ass or pussy and a dildo in whatever hole he's not in. It’s HOT and my husband and I love it....just take it slow, you will love it too! ‒ Marie, AZ
43. Wet at the Thought
I absolutely love anal sex. I've met only a few guys who like it and want to try it. I would recommend lube, but I never really used it because I get wet at just of the thought of anal, so I lube myself, but I relax my muscles as well. Just give it a try, you'll enjoy it. - Crystal, LA
44. Get Inspired
I can't handle the pleasure. His tool is lubricated from my vaginal juices and he spends time pushing it in; at this moment I am usually crying in ecstasy (forget the drug this is real fun). I get very demanding and tell him to put it in all the way, but no thrusting. I just love it up there. I hope you ladies are inspired. ‒ Kay, NY
45. We Know You Love It
Let him know how you like it and most men will be happy to do whatever you want to get some anal. YOU’RE GONNA LOVE IT. Just lose all inhibitions and let go. It’s different, but wasn’t vaginal sex at first? It wasn’t comfortable at all, you had to develop a feel for it. Same goes here. ENJOY! (You men enjoy, too! We know you love it!) - Anonymous, TN
46. I Like a Reach Around
I personally enjoy getting rammed up my ass real hard and fast (with lots of lube of course), but this is not for everyone. I like to be spontaneously taken from behind, like maybe when I’m doing the dishes he comes over and yanks my shorts down and does me. Also, a reach around doesn't hurt along with being held really close and tight while he's inside my ass.
47. Enter Here
It is indeed a wonderful sensation once you get past the thought of it being an exit only. Use plenty of lubrication and be sure you are in control of the situation. Yes, it is uncomfortable at first and it may take a few times to get to that point, but you will enjoy the sensation you receive from the stimulation. - Anonymous, CT
48. Fill ‘Er Up
I love anal sex! Now I want it more that he does. I love having his cock in my ass and a dildo in my pussy. I start with the dildo on low and before we cum I turn it on high. I feel so full. And the orgasm is soooo intense. Try it, you will like it! ‒ Lauren, CT
49. Words Cannot Describe It
What a sensation. I have no words for it. I felt my asshole being stretched and his hot cock inside me made me orgasm instantly. I enjoyed it extremely and now we do it often. Let me tell you - a cock in your ass makes you feel close to your man. - Kamla, Mauritius
50. He Made Me Love It
I tried anal with my ex and hated it. My new guy makes me love it. I can't get enough. he uses lots of lube and inserts slowly letting me direct him to when I am "ready for more". I have multiple orgasms every time. I highly suggest you try it. - Anonymous, FL
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Posted:Feb 10, 2009 7:45 am
Last Updated:Sep 15, 2009 9:00 am
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I run an advertising agency and I hire models for print and commercial advertising. My business is my life, which is cool by me. It feeds me, clothes me, entertains me and gets me all the pussy I want. Lots of pussy. Lots of pretty young pussy that will do anything to be a cover girl. Absolutely anything. I think some of them would kill their dear beloved grandmother for a part. So what's so bad about giving up a little bit of ass instead of killing grandma? I have to remember to be careful. In this business models as young as 12 and 13 dress up like they are 18 and they would kill Grandma too. Until you get proof of age, look but don't touch...
I'm working alone with the models today. The only other guy in the office is my business partner Mike who handles the business/accounting end. Today I'm working on the De Milo fragrance account and I need to audition girls privately for the "shoot." Of course just because a girl is right for the "shoot" doesn't mean she's right for the shoot. Mike is always needling me that I use my business to get laid. I don't see any problem with that, and I never let sex affect my decision-making. Besides, I like to believe that they are attracted to me. I'm 40 years old, 6'2 with salt and pepper hair and at 200 lbs. I'm athletic and fit. Mike is 35, 5'9" and about 170 and equally fit with dark hair but he doesn't play around. He's happily married to a gorgeous woman and is usually out of here by 5PM but tonight he's working on the quarterly taxes.
The first model to show up is Marlee. She's 19 a gorgeous brunette with almost waist length hair and endlessly long legs. I greet her in my office. She's wearing patent leather knee boots with a miniskirt and a bare midriff peasant blouse. She hands me her portfolio and I put it on my desk while I have her take a seat in front of my desk. I open her portfolio and see a lot of nice shots taken from a photographer but not a lot of advertising.
"I see you're a new face, you don't have a lot of experience" I tell her.
"No, I don't have very much experience but I think I could pick it up quickly."
"I'm going to have to test you. I am going to give you the script for the ad and you're going to have to convince me that you can make me believe you can carry it off."
I pick up the script, walk in front of her, and sit on the edge of my desk with my legs spread. My erection is clear through my pants. I hand her the script. She reads the script.
"Now act out the script and make me believe it," I tell her.
She reads the script, looks up to me, and says "With De Milo I know how to make my man feel good".
"That sounds a little dry. As a consumer I'm not convinced" I say as I fold my arms.
"With De Milo I know how to make my man feel good" she says as she starts swaying and caressing her breasts.
"That's better. I see that you can make yourself feel good but how do I know you can make a man feel good" and I rub my crotch.
Marlee looks up at me and reaches out and starts rubbing my crotch "With De Milo I know how to make my man feel good" she says.
"Now I'm beginning to believe you. How good can you make your man feel?"
She starts unbuckling my belt and pulls my pants and boxer shorts down. Now my nine inches are freed from its confines and is pointing right at her. She pulls her peasant blouse off and unhooks her black lace bra revealing a pair of model perfect 34Bs. She cups one of her breasts in her hand and puts my staff up to it and starts jerking me off into her soft titty. It felt really good sliding into that tit and it looked beautiful but I want more out of her.
"Is that the best that De Milo can do for a guy?" I say as I put my hand behind her head.
She gets the hint and opens her mouth and starts sucking on my shaft. I love the feel of a hot wet mouth. I love fucking cunt, fucking ass, getting blown. They're all great in their own way but getting head, that hot wet feeling can't be beat unless I'm plowing into an ass or fucking a virgin. She's going up and down but she's a little inexperienced and starts to gag. I'm holding her head, pumping in and out of her mouth, and grabbing her firm tits at the same time. I want to see that ass and I slide my hand up her skirt and pull her panties down. She has the most incredible smooth fuckable butt.
"I want to do something else. I want to fuck your ass," I tell her.
"I've never done that before" she said.
I took her hand, brought her over to the other side of my desk, and bent her over. She was trembling.
"I want to see how much you want this part."
I pulled her panties down and put some KY jelly on my hand and started rubbing it on my cock as I fingered her tight pucker. I love it when a girl has never done it before and I'm her first time. I slip one, two and then three fingers up her hole. When I'm certain she's ready I take my cock and start shoving it up her bum hole. She tenses up causing her tight ass to cling even tighter around my hard cock.
"Just relax, it won't hurt if you just relax your muscles. I can tell you're going to be a big successful model."
I'm all the way in and I start fuck her ass harder and harder.
She's squirming a little bit under me but I can tell she can take it. I reach under and start playing with her clit making her wet and juicy. Pound into the soft buns and tight virgin ass and proves to be too much for me and I erupt into a river of cum up her ass spurting over and over again as I slam my cock all the way up her asshole. I pull out, get a paper towel out of the drawer, and wipe my dick off. I hand her another one to wipe herself and point her to the bathroom.
"That was good. I'll let your agent know what I think," I tell her.
"You mean I didn't get the part?" she asked.
"Look I have to finish interviewing everybody."
She was good. But I don't know if she's right for the part...
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Posted:Feb 10, 2009 5:01 am
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I didn't write this, but I'm sure you'll love it. Yes, you; you know yourself!
I was still fully dressed . . . but Sir had just finished removing his last few articles of clothing, tossing the items here and there. Watching him in the large mirror before me, I wondered what he had in mind and, even though my back was to him, he stared into my eyes in such a way that I felt a momentary chill course up my spine. Master had informed me that he was loaning me to a friend for the evening and he instructed me regarding what I should wear. He told me to make him proud of me by being a good slave . . that this would be my first taste of domination without the use of restraints. I intended to obey his wishes to the letter. I was wearing a plain white satin blouse over my bare breasts, the slinky material betraying my excitement. I wore a long, blue pleated skirt of the same satin material as my blouse and the length of it made me feel somewhat overly modest since it reached nearly to the floor. Looking down in the mirror I could just see the tips of my black patent leather heels peeking out, the four-inch spikes lifting me nearly to Sir’s height. I wore white satin panties underneath the skirt just as he wanted, and the long, dangling earrings completed my attire.
Just over my shoulder, I could see Sir standing there a few feet behind me and although I could not see his entire body, the movement of his right arm indicated that he was stroking his cock. I wanted very badly to be able to see what he was doing but he had made it plain that I was not to move . . I was to remain standing in front of the mirror with my arms hanging at my sides.
After a few minutes he turned and walked to the spot where he had tossed his pants and for an instant his position was such that I caught a glimpse of his rigid manhood jutting obscenely from the dark curly thatch of his groin. I gasped involuntarily and hoped that he hadn’t heard, but I was shocked and amazed at the same time when the incredible size of his cock registered in my brain. Master had not given me any clue as to what his friend was like . . . or what he liked, but Sir’s manhood seemed to dwarf that of Master . . not so much in thickness as in length! It appeared to be half again as long, making it what . .. nearly twelve inches?
I watched him bend over to pick up his pants, his back to me then. He reached into a pocket and took out a small pair of scissors, dropping the pants once again and turning toward me. His eyes quickly reestablished contact with my own as he walked slowly toward me and I hoped that my expression didn’t show my growing anxiety. In my peripheral vision I could see his cock swinging gently from side to side but since it pointed generally up toward me the impression of length was not as striking.
As he drew closer I could see less and less of his body until finally he stood very close behind me and I could see only his face and the top of his right shoulder. I could feel his warmth even through my blouse. Our eyes were still locked and I had to concentrate very diligently to keep from averting mine. I could feel just the slightest touch in the small of my back and I didn’t need more than one guess to figure what it was that was touching me there.
“See anything you like, baby”, he asked, just a hint of a smirk or a smile in his expression.
“Yes, sir”, I answered, confident that I had managed not to let my voice tremble.
“We’ll see . ..”, he said then, and he actually did smile just a little.
When his face finally disappeared down behind me I closed my eyes and let out a long but controlled breath. Although I couldn’t see him, I could feel him lifting the back of my long skirt. The cool air felt soothing on my legs but caused me to shiver just a little, probably more from nervousness than chill. He bunched the material up and pressed it against my lower back, instructing me to hold it. I reached back with both hands and accepted the balled up skirt. The front hem still nearly covered my feet and I found it interesting that the pleating in the skirt would allow the rear to be lifted so high without effecting the front.
I felt his fingers fumbling between my thighs and when he told me to “spread ‘em a little” I obediently did so, moving my feet apart. His fingers pressed up into the crack between my buttocks and pinched a small bit of the satin, pulling it outward. I felt the waist band pull down just a little as he apparently poked the point of the scissors through the material and could hear the telltale snipping. I welcomed the cool air when he began cutting. He cut a slit in the crotch and, at one point, I felt the cold steel touch my hot skin down there. I think I jumped a little before my mind reflected that the earlier glimpse I had caught of the scissors showed them to have rounded points. He was finished in only a few seconds and he reached up to the waistband to pull them back up snugly between my cheeks. I felt his finger then as he checked the slit, locating my anus and then tracing a line forward to slip into the moist valley between my lips. It felt nice . . and I needed all of my will power to keep from pushing down onto his warm finger.
While he was down there behind me I had been staring into my own eyes in the mirror, my mind closely following his every move and wondering what course his desires would eventually take. . . . I heard the scrape of the scissors on the floor as he picked them up and walked slowly back to his pants, again treated to a teasing glimpse of his still rigid cock as he turned to the side. I watched him return the scissors to the pocket and retrieve yet something else from another. I couldn’t tell what it was until he returned to me, smiling at my reflection over my shoulder.
“We may need this in a little while”, he said. “I’ll just hang it right here. ..”
I tried not to appear overly curious but I know my eyes were moving fast as he lifted his arms and passed the loop of soft cotton rope over my head. The fleeting instant that it came into view and then disappeared again behind me was all that was necessary. I recognized it as a large tube of K-Y jelly suspended from the bottom of the loop . . . the markings were unmistakable and I began to form an image in my mind of what was probably in store for me.
A strange but familiar combination of emotions gripped me as I returned his stare as impassively as possible. I was excited by the promise of having him inside of me, but at the same time I was terribly conscious of Master’s expectations. I was to make him proud of me . . something I wanted more than anything . . . but I was to submit without benefit of artificial restraints. I was afraid that maybe he was expecting more than I could manage this time.
The weight of my “necklace” was very slight but I could feel it hanging there, bumping lightly against my back as Sir adjusted the rope. I was still holding my skirt up for him, my fingers clenched tightly into the wad of material behind me.
“You can drop your skirt now”, he said, smiling, and I did so . . letting it drop and returning my hands to my sides. He smiled his half smile again and turned once again to make yet another trip to his pants. Again I tried not to be obvious as I anticipated the moment when his wonderful cock would come into view . . I knew he could not see me with his back turned but I felt that I needed to control my discipline completely . . so Master would be proud.
Sir returned with the scissors and stood close behind me as before. I felt his hand press against my buttocks, his fingers tucking the material between them and coming to rest firmly on my anus. Again the familiar pinch as he pulled the blue satin free . . and I heard the unmistakable sound of the scissors as he made several snips downward. This time instead of dropping them at his feet, he turned partway and tossed the scissors to land with a soft plop on his pants.
His hand was very gentle as he reached slowly into the slit and cupped his fingers under my cunt. My legs were still parted as he had instructed me earlier and again I had to fight to prevent my hips from moving down against his touch. His finger slid smoothly into the cut in my panties and nestled up between my lips . . . he made no effort to enter me, instead pressing the length of it upward to bear firmly across the entrance to my vagina. I don’t know for sure, but I had the impression that his other hand was busy elsewhere as he stared and smiled into my eyes.
“You’re wet for me, aren’t you”, he asked, moving another finger up to lie snugly beside the first.
“Yes, sir”, I responded automatically, a little surprised at the steadiness in my voice . . something I simply was not feeling. His fingers slid away slowly, his hand pulling my skirt back just a little as he withdrew it. As he brought his wet hand around in front of my face he casually slipped his long cock through the slit in my skirt. He flexed it upward to glide along against my cunt as he moved his hips forward. His other hand rested on my belly just below the waistband of my skirt for leverage, forcing my buttocks tightly against his groin. I allowed him to move me as he wished and watched his eyes as he brought his wet fingers to my mouth. I opened for him and tasted my growing excitement as he held them there for me to suck on.
“Close your legs, baby”, he said into my ear. “Hug it real tight. . ”
I shifted my feet to obey him, closing my thighs and clenching them tightly together. He felt very thick and hard and I wanted to hold him there. He slowly drew his fingers from my mouth and his hand joined the other at the front of my belly, drawing me tighter back against him and straining his mound into my buttocks. His hips began to move ever-so-slightly, the still dry skin of my thighs holding his cock in place. I could feel the hardness under his skin moving inside the soft sheathe as he moved backward and forward slowly. Our eyes were still locked and I could feel my wetness begin to coat the upper side of his shaft as little-by-little my thighs relinquished their grip on him. “Look down at yourself”, he said.
I looked down as he instructed, focusing on the front of my skirt where it stood out from my body. The slinky satin material quivered from the movement of his cock and I felt my thighs loose their grip completely, now only caressing him wetly as he stroked to and fro between them. The bulge at the front of my skirt appeared and disappeared in unison with his movement and the sight of it served only to excite me further. If I had been at liberty to act on my own I would have used my hands to hold it gently through my skirt, forming a sort of tunnel for him to move in and out of. I was very wet . .. and I wanted so badly to angle my hips downward just a little so his cock could rub along my clit . . but I resisted the temptation. Master would be proud!
“You want it, don’t you baby”, he said, maintaining his smooth motion.
“Yes, sir”, I answered, some of the self control suddenly missing from my voice.
“You want it in your body. . . You want all of it. . .”
“Yes, sir.”
“. . and do you want it in your hot little pussy”, he asked, his hands pressing me tightly now against my belly as his hips continued to pivot, “or do you want it up your tight, steaming ass?” I instinctively knew what he wanted me to say, else he wouldn’t have offered it as a choice . .. and a part of me wanted to say it. Even though I was afraid, I thought of my Master and I looked slowly back up into his eyes in the mirror.
“I want you in my ass, sir”, I said as steadily as I could . . and I felt a certain calmness having said it aloud.
“Say it all, baby”, he said. “Tell me how you want it. Make me believe it!”
“Oh yessssss”, I groaned, staring into his eyes. “I want your long thick manhood up my ass! YESSSSSSS! I want you to fuck me in the ass!” I realized I was shouting much louder than I had intended to and it suddenly occurred to me that I did indeed want him there. . I was very excited and I could feel my wetness running down the inside of my right thigh as Sir continued to stroke slowly.
“That’s what I like”, he said with a smile. “I like a woman who’ll speak her mind and let a guy know what she really wants from him. . .” He laughed and pulled himself free of my wet thighs, slowing to a stop as the head passed over my inner lips. Again, I had to fight with myself to keep from pushing down onto him. I understood completely that my job was not to act on my own initiative but rather to submit only to the desires of my Master . .. nothing more and nothing less! At the moment, the desires of my Master happened to be the desires of this thin man. ..
“Open up again, babe”, he said coarsely. “Let’s get this show on the road!”
I shifted some of my weight onto my left foot so I could open my thighs for him and was startled by the speed of his attack! Before I had even planted my feet comfortably he had hunched down behind me far enough to direct his aim upward, thrusting up into my wet but unprepared cunt. . not very far, thank God, only a few inches, but enough to make me groan loudly. I hoped that maybe the sound of my spiked heels scraping on the floor had covered it, but my untimely error did not go
unnoticed. . “If there’s any groaning to be done”, he said, “I’ll be the one doing it.”
He moved deeper then, straightening his legs slowly and driving up into me. His hands were moving too, sliding upward across my stomach and coming to rest on my breasts. I watched his fingers in the mirror as they seemed to move in slow motion. He made an obvious show with both hands, clamping my nipples between his thumbs and fingers. “Is that clear”, he asked, suddenly squeezing very tight with his fingers and twisting my nipples roughly.
“Yes, sir”, I answered, his invading cock forgotten for the moment. All I could think of was the burning pain in my nipples as I fought to control myself . .. please, Master give me strength. ..
Sir slowly released his iron grip on my throbbing nipples but kept his hands on my breasts, squeezing them ever so gently and forming them into sharply pointed cones that strained against my blouse. He had also resumed his other activity and I concentrated on keeping my eyes on his in the mirror while my mind followed the path of his cock.
“I knew you understood that, baby”, he said softly next to my ear. “Your Master spoke highly of you.”
I felt so grateful for those words that I could have cried then if it hadn’t been for the fact that the head of his cock had come to press rudely against my cervix. I needed all of my control then as I tried to relax inside, preparing myself for the uncomfortable and sometimes painful sensation that comes when your womb is pushed up into an area where it doesn’t belong. . Master had once punished me in that way. His cock is an inch or two longer than I can comfortably manage and he had given me the most brutal fucking I’ve ever experience, slamming his rigidness into me for what seemed an eternity. The bruises I suffered inside from that session caused me pain for several days afterward. There had been other times though when he was more tender and loving, entering me fully . .. but slowly enough for me to cope. I find that gentle pushing against my cervix is very nice and sensual when done in a loving way.
But that was Master, and this was Sir. . . and I had no delusions of being able to accommodate him if he were to turn violent. My mind was a flurry of thoughts and I felt on the verge of panic when his voice brought me back.
“You’ll have to start breathing again, babe”, he was saying.
“We’re a long way from being done and I don’t want you passing out on me.”
While he spoke I could feel him drawing out slowly and I realized that I HAD been holding my breath.
“Yes, sir”, I said.
He was moving in and out slowly then and it felt so heavenly that I wanted him to keep doing that for ever . .. and judging from his position behind me it was obvious he was only using part of his “capabilities”. I was incredibly wet by then and I could actually hear the squishing sound his cock made as it moved in and out of me. I wanted so badly to press my fingers against the front of my skirt . .. just for a few moments . . my clit was throbbing and I knew I could cum so easily.
“You’re very wet”, he said softly. “Maybe I won’t need any help from the K-Y after all.”
That was when he drew himself completely free of my cunt . .. I could feel his knees alongside of my own as he crouched low behind me and eased the slippery head back just a little. He had moved his hands to my hips, holding me in place and I could see only his eyes above my shoulder as he began pushing upward gently. He moved in small nudges, gently but firmly “knocking at my door” and I tried to get my mind in tune with what he was trying to accomplish.
I’m not a new-comer to back-door sex. Master had trained me well . .. and I knew what I had to do . .. if only Sir would be patient enough. He seemed to be, the gentle urging of his cock head adding to my pleasure and further heightening my anticipation. I had been taught that the most comfortable way to allow my partner entry was actually to bear down as if straining with a bowel movement, thus loosening the sphincter muscle.
That was what I did with Sir, and was almost immediately rewarded by the sudden but painless feeling of being stretched open as he slipped into me . .. not real deep but just enough for a start. He was gracious enough to pause right there for a few moments, moments I needed to help me control my composure. I looked at my reflection and was pleased to see a picture of passive calm, my arms still hanging limp at my sides. The only clue that something was amiss was the pink glow of my cheeks . .. no one would have suspected that I had a stranger’s cock up my ass and the sheer novelty kinkiness of the situation added to my inner excitement.
Sir began moving up and down very slowly, not actually moving in or out of me but rather just moving the tight band of my anus in and out slightly where I gripped him. I could feel his head just inside moving up and down a little and I was surprised to find myself impatient for more . .. Sir was making sounds behind me, quiet sounds in his throat that spoke of his enjoyment of the moment and I think I loved him right then for being so gentle and patient when he didn’t really need to be. It was becoming difficult for me to stand motionless while Sir teased me and I took a chance on doing something positive. I squeezed together with my cheeks just a little and felt them press against the sides of his cock . .. and discovered that he was dry already. All of my precious juices had evaporated from his once slick shaft. He felt it too, I’m sure, because he pulled himself free of my ass and stood up straight. Taking a half step back, he disengaged himself from the slit in my skirt and then moved up close again, squeezing my breasts and stroking his long cock up and down against my lower back where it was sandwiched between us.
“You’ve got a great ass, slave”, he said, forming my breasts into sharply pointed cones again with his hands.
“Thank you, sir”, I offered, not really sure if a response was warranted or not. I half expected him to try twisting my nipples off again but he was apparently not offended.
“I spent too much time playing around though. ..”
Releasing my breasts, he reached for the rope around my neck and lifted it up and over my head. He stood back a little and I could tell he was probably unscrewing the cap, his eyes pointed down behind me. From the was his shoulder moved then it looked like he was stroking himself . .. and he smiled up at me over my shoulder.
“. . so I’ll just slick everything up real good and get back to work . .. sound OK to you, babe?”
I couldn’t believe I’d heard something that sounded so much like he was asking if it was all right with me! I ventured a timid “Yes, sir” and saw him smile again.
His hand moved down along the valley between my buttocks, or at least I thought it was his hand until I felt the cool metallic touch through the slit. He used a finger to locate the right spot and then pushed the end of the tube into me . .. not the whole end of the tube, but just the threaded end, and it felt rough. When he squeezed, I felt a sudden chill as the jelly was forced into my rectum. He must have emptied the whole tube up into me because I felt him fumbling with it and it seemed as though he was flattening it with his fingers.
He pulled the empty tube back out of my skirt and I watched him toss it and the rope over in the vicinity of his pants. I felt full . .. the sensation of having a cool mass of something in my ass brought on an almost overpowering urge to force it back out . .. even though I knew it would be a mistake.
Sir didn’t give me long to ponder though because I watched him spit into his hand and I could tell he was stroking himself again . .. and when he crouched down behind me I closed my eyes and waited expectantly for him. The combination of K-Y and saliva created a very slippery condition and, having been loosened somewhat only a minute or two earlier I didn’t need any special skill to help him enter me. I felt him search for a moment and let my breath out slowly as he penetrated me deeply. With one long and smooth motion he arched his hips upward against my bottom and I followed his cock with my mind as he filled me literally to over-flowing.
The jelly that wasn’t pushed along in front squashed out around the edges of my quivering anus and I raised up involuntarily on my toes as I felt some of it ooze down along the backs of my thighs. I realized belatedly that I was whimpering quietly, not from any sense of pain but more from a feeling of panic . .. I was afraid I would be hurt . .. I had taken the full length of Master up into my ass many times but had always believed he had reached the very limit that I could safely accommodate . .. and I had no doubt that I was soon to be taken well beyond that limit!
I felt his hands on my chest, his fingers squeezing tightly . .. and my eyes snapped open to see him staring at me over my shoulder. He seemed to be standing completely upright then, his rigid cock feeling like a spear, and I knew that if I settled down onto my heels “like a good slave” I wouldn’t be able to bear the pain . .. that something inside of me would tear . ..
“You can do it, baby”, he was saying. “Pretend like you’re taking a shit.”
A small part of my mind rebelled at hearing such coarse language . .. until I reflected on what I was doing . .. what was being done to me . .. and somehow the words didn’t seem so offensive. I tried to concentrate on his instructions and made a feeble attempt at bearing down, even though I knew I’d fail. But I felt something moving as my muscles tried to squeeze him out . .. and he slid up into me deeper yet! He was straightening my twisted intestines and the rhythm of my muscles trying to dislodge him were actually aiding him in penetrating even deeper . ..
It seemed then for a while as if I were somewhere else . .. I don’t know where, just some dreamy place where I floated back and forth between the realms of pleasure and pain. My entire being would be concentrated on a wondrous feeling of fulfillment, almost better than an orgasm . .. knowing only that I was filled to capacity with a living being that wanted to touch my burning core. But then I would feel that idea slipping from my grasp, only to be replaced by one of incredible suffering . . a terrible pain deep inside of me that threatened my very sanity! Somewhere in my semi-conscious thoughts though, I realized that Sir was slowly impaling me with his inhumanly rigid maleness . .. deeper than I’d ever dreamed possible . .. and I was afraid for my own well-being.
Intermixed with those two diametrically opposed sensations was the occasional twinge of pain in my breasts . .. a kind of pain that wasn’t always pain but sometimes bordered on pleasure. Regardless of what color it wore, it made me want to cry out . .. in pain or in utter ecstasy, it didn’t really matter. Foremost in my mind was always the admonition that I must make Master proud of me . .. that I could not display anything but the passive submission that had been so lovingly trained into my make-up.
So when it occurred to me that Sir was withdrawing from me it was with a mixed feeling of disappointment and relief. I opened my eyes and stared at the pale reflection of my face, not at all surprised by the rivulets of sweat that adorned my cheeks and neck. My breath caught in my throat as his soft crown slipped free of my unfeeling anus and the idea that he was finished with me was just beginning to sink in when he spoke close beside my ear . ..
“You almost had it all, baby”, he said, pinching my nipples with his rough hands. I felt my skirt moving as he pulled himself free of the slit and moved his hands to my shoulders to turn me around toward him. “But you need to get it wetter for me . ..”
“Yes, sir”, I said automatically as I felt his hands pressing down on my shoulders. I let myself be bent at the waist, the movement making me feel very empty inside as a small amount of the jelly oozed out and ran part way down my thigh. My eyes were glued to the glistening knob of his cock and I was resigned to the fact that I was to use my mouth to “get it wetter” for him. Halfheartedly I let a small amount of spit fall from my lips to add itself to the already slick-looking coating of the jelly. It landed squarely on the head and ran uselessly off the side and disappearing underneath.
“Now”, he admonished sternly, “you know that’s not what I need, baby . .. put your mouth on it and get it good and wet!”
I felt a hand on the back of my head, guiding me lower as I closed my eyes and readied myself for the disgusting thing I was about to do. The idea of having him in my mouth after having been so deeply up my ass would ordinarily have turned my stomach. But I did it . .. I opened widely for him and marveled at the soft and velvety texture of his glans. I was somewhat surprised that there was no objectionable odor, the jelly apparently rejecting any matter that would ordinarily have adhered to the invader. The slight salty taste was not unpleasant and I slathered my lips and tongue wetly around the head and upper shaft, depositing as much saliva as possible.
Sir quickly drew me back up to stand before him and I had the uncanny sense that he was about to kiss me . . but he did not. He informed me quietly that he would need some assistance from me. “We don’t want to loose any of that great spit, baby . .. so when I turn you around I want you to find the slit in your skirt with your fingers and hold it open for me so the material doesn’t rub on my cock . .. understand?”
“Yes, sir”, I said, emphasizing the words with a small nod as he smiled and turned me to face the large mirror once again.
I stared at my own face while I located the slit between two of the pleats and, bending forward slightly, I carefully pulled the satin aside. While checking to be sure I had all of it out of the way, I innocently slipped a fingertip into my juicy ass . .. I was stunned at the way it felt! There was absolutely no resistance at all . .. it felt as if I had dipped my finger into a bowl of warm pudding. “That’s it”, he said. “Bend over just a little until I get it in . .. then you can stand up straight again.”
I felt the hot slippery mass rub against the back of my knuckles as he introduced it once again into my well-greased bottom. There was only the slightest sensation of stretching as he thrust in smoothly, quickly working the long shaft up as far as he had been earlier. It was a good feeling . .. a wonderful feeling of being filled, but without the pain. The extra lubrication from my mouth had made all the difference in the world!
As he reached around in front of me with one hand to cup my breast, he pulled me up once again while pushing just a little with his hips. I shuddered inside as I felt his cock move deeper . .. this time only a twinge of pain . .. and by the time I had straightened up completely I was greeted for the first time by the pressure of his bony mound against my quivering buttocks! I had unconsciously lifted up onto my toes again as a defense against the terrible pain I knew would come . .. but I was okay!
I gently eased my weight back down onto my heels as he pressed up into me firmly and I had the impression of hanging on a large and obscene hook of some kind . .. his hands were on my breasts again, kneading the soft flesh and twisting my nipples gently between his fingers. In my mind, I could identify the exact location of his big knob where it was lodged deep in my bowels. It was almost directly behind my navel and I could feel him flexing it, making it harder and more rigid . ..
“Slip those shoes off now, baby”, he said softly, squeezing my breasts and urging himself a small fraction of an inch farther into me. I did as he instructed, using the toe of one foot to push against the other heel and soon had them both off. Back up on my toes again, I hung there in his grasp, on his hook, not daring to loosen the grip I had on him with my clenched buttocks . ..
“Relax, baby”, he said. “Loosen those buns up and take it all . .. you can do it.”
His words had a way of relaxing me, making me trust him, and I did as he instructed. I began to loosen up with my cheeks and felt myself slipping down even farther onto him and when the sharp stab of pain came I tried desperately to squeeze myself up again, to no avail! I tried his earlier suggestion of “pretend like you’re taking a shit” and it seemed to help a little. Within a few moments I had completely loosened my “buns” and was truly hanging there, very little weight on my trembling toes . .. he seemed to be supporting me with his rigid cock, his hands serving only to balance me there where they squeezed my breasts firmly.
We just stood there for a long time, Sir’s hips moving rhythmically and gently, treating me to the most heavenly time! His movement was very slight, probably not more than an inch or maybe even less in and out but it became exquisite in terms of pleasure! He helped me through the stage where I wasn’t real sure if he was hurting me or not . .. it didn’t take too long . .. and right into the realm of honest-to-God pleasure. I was always vividly aware of the movement of his knob way up in there . .. that’s where it felt so good, I guess because it was something I’d never experienced before, you know, real live, to-the-hilt ass-fucking like no one else had ever done me. .
Through it all though I was able to maintain my facade of boredom, my arms hanging limply at my sides. The only thing that might have given me away was the glimmer in my eyes. I started to wonder after some amount of time had passed, maybe ten or fifteen minutes (no lie) of continuous pumping if Sir was ever going to cum. .. His eyes had been closed for the longest time, his chin resting gently on my shoulder. I heard an occasional grunt or maybe just a catch in his breathing, but nothing obvious to let me know what he was feeling. We must have looked really boring and, like I said before, a casual observer would never realize that I was being screwed severely up the ass. An observer would probably think it strange that a tall, thin, naked man was standing so closely behind me but he wouldn’t know for sure.
Finally though, the rhythm changed a little. Sir moved his hands down along my sides to grasp my hips as he gradually lengthened the size of his strokes.
“Bend over, baby”, he said hoarsely. “Rest your hands on your knees if you want . . uh, uh, I’m getting ready. .”
I quickly did as he said and was greeted by the return of some pain as I leaned over. It wasn’t real bad though . .. and I could tell he was getting close so I knew I could handle it for a little longer. He got a little rougher toward the end and he was really thrusting into me with a vengeance . .. he started grunting, real quiet at first but he got pretty loud, and he was making my breasts bounce up and down from the force of his strokes. When he started to shoot I thought he would leave bruises on my hips, he was squeezing so tight, and he held my butt against him till he was done. I could feel him jerking inside of me and, although I tried my best to feel his cum shooting into me, I just couldn’t.
After another minute or so I began to notice that he was shrinking . .. and he started moving his hips against me, apparently trying to salvage his disappearing erection. But it was not to be . .. “I envy your Master”, he said softly, squeezing my breasts very gently. “You are a very capable slave . .. and I will treasure the memory of this time we have had together.”
“Thank you, Sir”, I said timidly. I knew I was blushing but I was simply astounded by his praise. He was a gentleman! What I mean to say is that if it were comprehensible for a gentleman to do to a woman what he had just done to me and still be a gentleman, Sir was that man. .. His flaccid cock slipped from between my cheeks then and I felt something warm and wet running down both of my inner thighs . .. it felt nice because I knew it was his love, his hot semen that he had so dilligently pumped into me in such a profound manner. I too will treasure the memory.
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Her first gang-bang
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Posted:Feb 9, 2009 3:30 am
Last Updated:Sep 26, 2013 3:03 pm
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They moved in a year ago, and ever since then, I've wanted to fuck her. She has this body that just wants you to lust after her, she wears these little half tops around the house and panties, that's all. She will wave at me in this outfit, she will bend over to allow me to see her tits, she even once wore these really little panties - they had just a string going between her pussy lips, and when she bent over, she spread her legs slightly and gave me the best view ever. All this time, her husband was setting me up for her first gang-bang. He wanted me to join in, but I just didn't know it yet…
We were out on the fairway waiting for the duo in front of us to move, they were elderly folks so that gave us plenty of time to do the guy talks, you know, pussy, fucking and who we'd like to fuck, things like that. So when he came out and just flat out asked me if I'd like to fuck his wife, I was a little afraid to tell him yes. I didn't know if he was setting me up to punch me. He said no, he wanted to know the truth, and I was safe no matter the answer. So I said well, then, yes, I'd love to. More than that, I'd love to do her several times. He smiled and said well then, come to the house Friday night at 8pm. You don’t need to have any clothes on; she won't either. But there will be other guys there too; she wants a gang-bang. So I'm setting it up. Apparently, she wanted me to be in on it since she had been teasing me for the longest time.
I smiled and said well count me in. He smiled and slapped me on the back. He said great, lets blow these old folks off the course and go around them. I said let’s. So we played through. They were really nice about it. We finished up, got to the nineteenth hole and had a few beers. He said now I'm going to tell you, I'm going to tape this, so she can watch it later, ok? I said fine by me. He said so what you packin’? I thought a few minutes and said oh how long? 11 inches. His mouth dropped. He said she is going to shit a brick when she sees that monster. I smiled. Well tell her I can cum six times before I'm done also, I said. He smiled and said damn, man. You’re just a fucking machine! I smiled and said nothing.
We got back home. He told Angelica. She came over to the fence, she said can you come over for a bit? I want to see you for a while. I said sure. She met me at the door, totally nude. She took my hand, led me into the living room. She turned around, pulled my shorts down, knelt down and started to lick my cock. It got hard, and she moaned when she saw it. She said I had to see for myself, hope you don't mind. I smiled and said as long as you finish what you started. No problem, she smiled and sucked me off. I came in buckets, sprayed it all over her tits and face, into her hair. She lapped it up as best as she could. She said I'll be right back, don't move.
She came back after a few minutes. She had wiped the rest of my load off her. She said now, fuck me you big stud. So I looked at Tom for approval. He said you heard the woman, fuck her. So I did. I pounded her pussy and dumped two more loads in there. Then I turned her over and fucked her ass. She squealed as I slid my cock into her. She told me to fuck her hard, as she pinched her tits. I slammed her ass. Tom came over and she sucked him off. He sprayed her face and tits good. I finished by dumping two more loads in her. She was going nuts; she turned back around and took my cock back into her mouth and took my last load in her mouth. She fell to the floor, spent. She said damn, you need to do this to me until Friday night, so I can get used to having some more cocks in me. I smiled and said my pleasure.
So the next night, I was back. Tom had another guy there also. She took us all on. She was going nuts; she had one in every hole and was loving it. At one time, Tom and his friend Paul were in her pussy, at the same time! She didn't like that to much, but said nothing. I was in her mouth and she was doing her best not to bite, but I pulled out and she stepped forward to get one of them out of her. She shook her head no; so they split up, Paul took her ass and Tom took her pussy. I went back into her mouth. She was happy then. We did this until Friday night, then when I came over, there was six guys besides Paul, Tom and I; she had nine guys to satisfy!
She was all smiles, she said ok guys, just one rule, no two cocks in the same hole, except my mouth. I don't mind that. So we all said ok. Then it started. We all jumped around her, she took a cock in all her holes, then one in each hand. The others waited until they first group was done; she spent them all and wanted more. So I came back around again, so did the others. We had her filled in every hole, she was flooded and the cum was running out of her pussy and ass.She got up and went to the bathroom to let some out, then came right back and we started all over again. She was going nuts with pleasure, this was a four hour thing; that's how long it took until they were all spent. I mean totally spent. They had there balls drained, but she wanted more. So I was left standing. I gave her what I had, but still wanted more. She was in total heat, she was a crazy woman. She took a baseball bat and fucked herself.
Tom went out and got some more guys. There were now three new guys. She took them all, she drained them, before she was finally satisfied. They left and Tom, Angelica and I were left sitting there. She was totally exhausted and almost asleep when I said I'm going home. She sat up and said oh no, please stay. Sleep with me tonight, ok? Tom said fine by me, Jack she can sleep between us. I said ok by me! And that's how we did it.
When we woke up, she was in the shower and she was eying my cock. I said I need food first, then I fuck you some more. She giggled and said Tom is fixing it now. I said well, I need to recharge. She giggled and said fair enough. She kissed me and thanked me for last night. I said it was my pleasure. She said I have one more fantasy, and I'm working on it now. I said oh, do tell! She pulled off her towel. I sat there playing with her tits as she told me she wanted to be abducted and forced to have sex with numerous guys while tied up. And then there is the party fantasy, when a guy does me while this party is going on and no one is the wiser; it's just so erotic! I said hum, I've actually done the last one, it was erotic. So I told tell her all about it, leaving nothing out. She was already wet by the time I finished. She wanted my cock badly. So she sucked me hard and rode me until I finally came. It almost hurt cumming then, but she felt so damn good. She got off and licked my cock clean. I got into the shower and had breakfast.
Since then we've done the party one, and we're working on the other. She is a great woman to be with. I'm jealous of Tom, but I like the way he shares…
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Womwn's sexual fantasies
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Posted:Feb 3, 2009 7:03 am
Last Updated:Jul 17, 2009 3:49 am
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Every woman on earth has fantasized about some explicit sexual fantasy that she may or may not have been too ashamed to talk about. Whether it's your girlfriend or your wife, this top ten list is sure to touch on a forbidden fantasy of her own.
Although most women prefer to leave their fantasies at that, others have a list that they are slowly but surely accomplishing. So the next time your woman seems to be wandering off in thought, who knows, she may be cruising around in the mystical world of sexual fantasy.
So do you think you can guess what some of them are? This list took a lot of time to comprise (and a few bottles of red wine as well), and the women's names have been changed to protect their privacy.
So the next time you're engaging in pillow talk with your lady of the night, her fantasy may be more common than you might think.
drum roll please...
Keep in mind that fantasies are a normal and healthy part of our sexuality. They are either taken from past experiences or may even be entirely imaginary. Sometimes these fantasies are taboo, or socially unacceptable, therefore they are only available through fantasy. But as you'll figure out today, the modern woman marvels at sex and sexuality.
10. Strangers in the night
Many women relish the idea of meeting up with a mystery man and going to some no-name motel with him for a wild night of uninhibited sex. Sometimes women feel like the only people they can truly let loose with are strangers simply because they won't be judged. And who cares anyway? They'll probably never see the beautiful stranger again.
Francine divulged her perspective, "The idea of sharing a passionate night with a stranger and behaving like a sexual predator doesn't just sound inviting; it sounds delicious. And leaving after we're done without even knowing each other's names is the best part."
9. The more the merrier
Group sex was a popular one among the ladies. "The freedom of being nude in front of a bunch of people who are equally exposed, allowing different men and women to touch and penetrate your body simultaneously is incredibly erotic."
Now don't mistakenly assume that all women want to engage in group intercourse, and gather up all your buddies for your next date (unless, of course, she asks you to).
8. Who's your daddy?
If there's one thing that women are dying to do, it's dominate a man like never before. The creative ideas that flowed from this topic were quite interesting, to say the least. They included:
• spanking him
• ordering him to perform certain sexual acts
• making him beg for what he wants
• having him suck on their stiletto heels or some other phallic object
7. Lay me out on display
In today's world of confident women, I was not surprised to learn that many of them fantasize about having an audience whilst engaging in sexual acts with a partner. I guess the idea of knowing that others are getting excited by their "performance" provides them with a feeling of empowerment.
"Imagining that people are watching me while I'm taking my partner's manhood into my mouth gives me a feeling of satisfaction because it makes me feel sexier." Perhaps these women feel as though they're participating in an erotic movie... speaking abstractly, of course.
6. Sexually ravaged
Although most women agreed that they fantasize about having a master, their role in the scenario differed. Whereas some women said that they would surrender to their master's demands, others opposed the idea and said that they would resist and disobey his commands.
Vicky said, "Having him instruct me on how to lick and suck his member or at what pace to ride him will make me orgasm faster than I can say Yes, Master." On the other hand, Denise interrupted saying, "It depends. In some fantasies I obey, yet in others I fight him and refuse to do anything he says until he finally ties me to the bed and calms me with his rhythmic penetration."
Whew, is it hot in here, or is it just me?
5. I taw, I taw a putty tat
Come on, guys, I'm sure you smelled this one coming from miles away (no pun intended... seriously). Yes, virtually every woman wants or will share her body with another woman. Are you jealous because you get left out? Don't be, most of these women want their man to watch them while they work... or play, as the case may be.
"The idea of touching another soft, hairless body and softly sucking her tongue, amongst other things, seems very erotic," said Sara. Actually that does sound pretty inviting, but won't it be difficult for you guys to sit in the corner and just watch? After all, these women don't want you to participate -- okay, one of them did.
4. Leave a good tip
Keeping in mind that the women interviewed are professionals with commendable careers, some of them fantasized about being strippers, while others took things a step further and imagined being prostitutes. Obviously, the fantasy is romanticized beyond belief because the life of either is not so glamorous that women would opt to have it as a career choice.
"While I'm performing a lap dance for my customer, he hands me a $100 bill and requests that I perform the lap dance... minus his pants," Tina boldly stated. When I asked Amber about her fantasy, she said, "The gentleman would pick me up in his expensive car and I would ride him in the driver's seat in some dingy back alley. He would pay me my fee and I'd be on my way."
3. Two can chew
Most men enjoy being spoiled by two women who fawn over them simultaneously. In the same instance, women also fantasize about having two men all over their bodies. Some wanted a more gentle erotic scene, while the rare few wanted porno-like sex.
One of the most interesting statements regarding two men was having one penetrate her while the other licked her clitoris. It sounds virtually impossible (especially if the guys are not bisexual), but nevertheless intriguing.
Other good ones include having two guys perform cunnilingus simultaneously, or having one guy perform oral sex while the other sucks on her breasts. Oh, and this goes on for hours by the way.
Another woman made no secret of the fact that she wants to be nasty and do all the taboo things that most women would find degrading. She wants to be penetrated from the anus and the vagina, she wants the guys to release their load all over her, and craziest of all, she wants to be blindfolded through it all.
2. Strap me on, I'm going in
By far, one of the most popular fantasies women have is being the man for one night... literally. They would like to act and dress up like a man, and I mean straight down to the penis. That's right, I'm referring to a strap-on penis.
One woman actually had the opportunity to fulfill her fantasy and took full advantage of her boyfriend's willingness. "It was absolutely incredible to be able to penetrate a man and feel the empowerment usually associated with being the aggressor."
"There's something about having a man in a vulnerable position that is an incredible turn-on." Carol admitted. The idea of knowing that we're in the position that is usually assumed by men is probably the most aphrodisiacal element of it all.
1. Ooh, my virgin ears
Although saying " fantasy" sounds somewhat unthinkable, that's exactly what most women call it. They want to play the innocent, naïve, unknowing little girl who gets taken advantage of by the devious, predator-like man.
Forcibly pushing her against the wall and "pinning my arms above my head with one hand while the other hand has made its way under my skirt and is fondling my vagina," received nods of approval by all the women in the room. Andrea went even further expecting the man to "rip off my clothes, force open my legs, penetrate me, and concurrently smear my lipstick all over my face with his forceful kiss." Hmmm, interesting.
Guys, please keep in mind that these are fantasies; don't read this article and take it as a reason to get medieval on your women. The reason fantasies are so cherished is because the majority of them will never be realized.
So have you ever heard any of these before? Or better yet, have you ever participated in any of them? Women of the new millennium have established their position in this sexually charged environment... and I mean that exactly how it sounds.
So gentlemen, protect yourselves at all time, and start doing that by getting yourself some condoms. Until next time, enjoy the femme fatale of your fantasies!
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Holla at your boy!
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Posted:Jan 13, 2009 9:01 am
Last Updated:Jul 25, 2012 11:05 am
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The Oral Caress
Cradled between your tender thighs
I lift you to my mouth.
The abundance of your wetness greets me
and my mouth overflows with your warm essence.
Your sweet taste is on my tongue
and your fragrance delights my senses.
No gentle lick this visit.
No bashful cautious approach
For I wish to consume you.
Push against my hungry mouth
As the tip of my tongue slides up the slippery furrow
that welcomes me between rows of delicate pink petals.
Thrust against my generous tongue.
Show me the power of your desire
for my oral caress.
My exploring tongue lifts the hood
and finds your smooth firm pearl.
You squeal in that unique way,
signaling that I have found your special spot.
I harden in response.
My jaws protests what my open mouth provides
but I am unrelenting in my gift,
intent only on your fulfillment.
I feel your body tense,
and you are quiet now...
Concentrating... bearing down.
Soon now my love,
ecstasy approaches.
You push hard and fast against my tongue,
shameless in using me
and I so willingly comply
until you cry out...
and in your satisfaction,
I will find mine,
But mine will be the greater.
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