It had been awhile but Trevor saw us again
Finally Trevor makes it back to town
Finally Trevor makes it back to town
Ana wants to eat pussy, so she invites a friend.
A submissive slut has fantasized, most of her life, about being nothing more than a fucktoy for the use, abuse and entertainment of a Master. Finally she meets one who agrees.
Havin’ a hard time gettin’ this one posted
“Mom Gets Horny in the Woods”
By Blueheatt
*Tom tells of his gorgeous sexy mom Jodi and what triggered something in her…., accidentally.
__When I was very young, I ask mom if she wanted to take a walk in the local woods, I had no idea what was about to happen.
I remember it was a Saturday afternoon and as a young boy, mom and I were both kind of bored that afternoon.
We had a big woods next to our house and someone had built a hidden shack way back in the tall bushes. It was abandon a long time ago, and very well hidden. I found it purely by accident. I was scouting around looking for a hidden place to bring girls, or bring pictures of girls and wank.
I whispered to mom: (“…would you like to take a walk in the woods?”) I did this on purpose to watch her get all excited.
Mom ‘extremely’ loved the woods and I didn’t understand why back then. I watched her face light up and smile as she thought. She didn’t answer right away but just stared out the window at the woods, grinning. She seemed to be lost in thought. Soon she turned to me and whispered back: (“…yes!, let me go change.”)
I had noticed that she wore the same outfit whenever she went to the woods. A long full length old western style white dress. It had a top which she pulled down on her shoulders. Not hiking attire at all. I looked her over real good this time. She had taken her bra off and I could see no panty line at all. I think she was naked under that dress.
She had let her long hair down, damn she looked hot. I wondered what that was all about, but I didn’t mind, mom had a hot figure and great cleavage. Her full tits bulged out at the top to my visual delight.
She had that same look on her face like when I had an embarrassing incident with her.
One time she saw me scratching my young crouch and asked: “John, do you have a rash ‘down there’?” Why the hell did she want to know that? She insisted in taking me in the bathroom and just had to take a look. I was all embarrassed and said: “ It’s nothing, it’s ok mom.” She pulled my short pants down and got on her knees. I could see right down her low cut blouse that day and tried not to get a boner. She reached out and held my cock and looked all around it and my balls. It was no use as my cock got harder and harder. She looked up at me with that same sort of sexy ornery smile as she said quietly: “I see everything is working ok.” I said: “Yes it’s ok mom.” and began to pull my pants up…that’s when she embarrassed the crap out of me. She squeezed my cock firm and then quick kissed the tip and stood up. I was very young and it was very embarrassing….but I got a big throb in my cock when she did that. Now she had that same look in her eyes as we left for the woods.
We slipped out the back gate as she led the way. It bugged me why was she so excited over a walk in the woods? I was about to find out.
As we walked she lifted her dress up to cross a small stream. She lifted it higher and looked back at me and giggled. I could see her beautiful legs and up to the crack of her ass…and I was right…no panties. What the hell was she doing I wondered. She was acting all horny, like a young girl. I had not seen a real girl naked yet and I started getting a boner.
Getting horny for your own mom were thoughts I kept to myself, but I couldn’t help but lock on that live shot of seeing the crack of mom’s ass in my mind…over and over again. I didn’t know why I did, but I decided to show mom the hidden shack.
“ I want to show you something mom.“ I said. She smiled and I led the way. When we got there is when it happened. She saw the hidden shack and grabbed me from behind and hugged me real tight. She was breathing hard and whispered: (“…oh my god…it’s still here!”)
As we stood there, she pressed her full tits in my back ran her warm hands under my t-shirt and over my chest. She was breathing hard and gasping as she filled me in on why she was so effected.
She lied big through the parts she didn’t want me to know about….but I know now. I even knew then, when she was lying. When mom lied she had a little nervous laugh in her voice. I had heard it before. What was she hiding? What really happened at this shack.
I found out the truth that afternoon inside the shack. We sat on the leaves and then laid down. She played with my hair and kept scooting closer to me. Her hands were all over me as she began to tell me ‘parts’ of her secret story.
After making me swear to keep it forever secret, she first told me about a young boy named Tommy.
She had met him down here in the woods and he showed her the hidden shack. She was in her late teens then and he was pre teen, that’s when it first started.
She said he was so cute and kept looking at her nice tits. He told her how beautiful she was and had a very sexy body. Mom got very aroused by him talking that way and looking at her body. He held her hand and started kissing up her arm. Mom got chills never having a young boy do this to her before.
He was making her very horny and she liked the feeling a lot. He said: “Will you be my secret girlfriend?” She smiled and said “Sure Tommy.” and he said: “Oh thank you, your so beautiful, close your eyes.” His little warm hands held her face and then he kissed her and let his tongue slip between her lips. She said she got a big jolt in her pussy as he then began to slowly feel her tits.
Having a young boy do all this was hitting her hard with arousement. As she gathered her breath she could see his young cock bulging in his shorts. The thought of turning on a young boy…. was turning her on.
They set a time to meet again in the shack. Then it was everyday after school. She found herself getting obsessed with young boys. She didn’t dare tell anyone or get caught eyeballing them. She found pictures on the internet that made her hot and horny looking at them. She found herself rubbing her pussy while she looked at these young boys naked pictures.
She made plans for her secret meetings with Tommy in the shack. This was very taboo to get with a boy with their age difference. She could be branded a child molester if she got caught. Her obsession grew and she wanted to have sex with Tommy real bad.
The next day after school, they met at the shack. She said her heart was pounding and so was Tommy’s. They laid on the leaves on their sides. she raised her bra and shirt up for him. His eyes got big and he began to feel and suck on her nipples. She pulled him in tight to feel his boner get big between her legs. She slipped her hand inside his short pants and for the first time felt his young stiff cock. She got a shock wave of pleasure shoot through her body. It was so taboo to touch the forbidden cock of a young boy her pussy began to twitch. Little Tommy was going crazy kissing and feeling a big girls tits. He moaned out of breath how beautiful she was. She took his hand and put it up her dress so he could feel her no panties pussy. His trembling fingers felt it as he put two fingers inside her wet pussy.
“I gotta jack off Jodi…I’m gonna cum.” he said. That was just what she wanted to hear.
She pulled his pants down, turned and put her mouth complete over his cock. She lifted one leg. He moaned as his little fingers went in and out of her pussy. He put his mouth on her pussy just as he shot cum in her mouth. She said she shook all over as her pussy spasmed with a great shaking climax. She moaned with the feel of his cum squirting on her tongue.
They lay there moaning and gasping as he kept licking her pussy. She swallowed his cum and sucked for more. After a while he started to squirm again as she kept sucking his cock. He felt her tits and found by sucking her clit she moaned. He kept that up as he was starting to strain and moan with pleasure. She was going to make him cum again.
He began to fuck her mouth until he tighten his body up and shot cum again in her mouth. She kept fucking his tongue on her clit and shook hard as another climax gripped her whole body and she collapsed by him.
She said this was way over the top of any sex she had before. The rush she got was awesome, so forbidden, so taboo she somehow loved the exciting risk of doing this.
She explained to Tommy how top top secret this was and to never ever tell anyone, or they couldn’t keep doing this. He readily agreed and said again how perfect she was and beautiful and …and …and…could she come tomorrow…please please! She said oh yes.
She said that was the most exhilarating peak of her sex life.
Mom had gotten herself all hyper telling me all this and I was now very horny myself. I tried to closed my eyes and pretended she was a girlfriend…. but that wasn‘t working with a sexy body like hers that I had fantasized about seeing naked so many times. Her obsession with young boys was now locked on….me.
She started talking weird…. like: “I’ve waited a long time for you. Do you like my titties?, want to lick and suck them?…I know you do…well here…go ahead.” She pulled the top of her dress down and there they were, her two beautiful tits all for me to suck on. “Do you think I’m sexy?….tell me if you do…whisper it in my ear. “
I was in no condition to refuse her anything, so I told her how hot and sexy and beautiful she was between licks on her big tits. She began squirming and running her fingers through my hair. She moved me on top of her. My cock was resting right on her squirming pussy. She started to moan and slipped her hand down my pants and held my cock tight. She then whispered gasping for breath: (“…I know…. something else you would like….“)…. and started pushing me lower on her body as she pulled her dress up…..
(Jodi’s thoughts at this time.)
I’ve never told anyone ever about my obsession, but now I dared to tell Tommy my son some of it. It’s hard to impress on a young boy what it’s like to have a risky obsession like mine. I’ve had to hold back for so long. As he grew up I got so turned on when I hugged him and felt his body. I loved to feel his bare skin and the rush I got from it. I would pull him tight against me and his young cock between my legs. This would cause me to dream about a young boys body and feeling them. It would wake me up all hot with my fingers in my wet pussy….it felt wonderful.
I just couldn’t resist this golden opportunity to have glorious sex with him. He’s responding perfect, but what boy wouldn’t now that were alone and both so damn horny. He told me my secret obsession was safe with him. I hadn’t been this excited since the last time I had sex with the neighborhood boy Tommy. That’s why I named my son…Tommy.
The internet pictures are very hot to finger myself to, but there is nothing like the real thing.
I see young boys in daily life and I get so hot for them. I want to reach in their pants and feel their cocks and have them feel my pussy and kiss and lick my tits. It has been hell in a way, but so damn exciting as no one knows what a hot turn on I’m getting looking at them.
I got close to getting caught once with my nephew. I hugged him and I slipped. I pushed my pussy into him. He pushed his young cock back to me tight. We were alone in the house and I got a rush in my body that took my breath away. He liked our push game and told me how much he liked me. I let him feel my ass as I felt his. We just stood there as I got so wet and he got a full hardon. I trembled inside as he felt my hips and began feeling the front of my legs. I managed to whisper: (..top secret,… (gasp).. ok?..) He whispered back out of breath: (“… yes, aunt Jodi…your wonderful.”) I orgasmed when he said that and I felt a sexual jolt in my pussy as my knees buckled some. My trembling hand was inching it’s way down the front of his shorts. His hand went up my dress as he felt my wet panties and pussy. He kissed the outside of my dress on my tits. I felt faint as my hand finally felt his cock. His fingers went in the side of my panties and up and down my wet slit.
This was so risky I had to stop us as his mom was due back any second. Just then we heard her at the door open and in she came. He quickly slipped in the bathroom hiding his hardon as I walked in the kitchen panting for breath. She was distracted by her shopping buys and never paid any attention to either of us. I quickly composed myself.
They both soon left. I went straight to the computer and opened the ’Family Pictures’ file. There he was in a swimming suit in one picture. You could see his lump in the crouch of the suit. I pulled up my dress and put my fingers down my panties. I was so wet and turned on that a few rubs on my puffed out clit and I orgasmed again. This became my second favorite picture to finger myself to. The secret pictures of daddy and I had our faces all blocked out but they still made me so hot with the memories I got looking at them. The memories of the part I never told anybody. The times I had with daddy in the woods… Nobody ever knew what happened down in woods….., but this was my greatest memory of all time…..
The first time it happened, I was just a teen and I had on this white old dress of moms. Daddy told me how good I looked in it. I twirled around in it to show it off to him. He stood up and started slow dancing with me. This was my first sexual arousement with my daddy. He suggested we go down to the woods for a walk. He had me leave that dress on. We found the hidden shack and went in. He laid down to take a nap. I lay beside him. I rubbed his bare chest as he napped. I got aroused again and snuggled close to him. As he slept, he started getting an erection in his short shorts. It started coming out the leg whole of his shorts. Now I was getting real aroused seeing it and had an urge to feel it. I took a chance and eased my hand down and slowly began to feel it.
My pussy began to tingle for the first time. I began to stroke his big cock as he slept. He rolled over to me and his cock went between my legs. I had no panties on and I moved my dress up a little. Now his warm cock was touching the bottom of my pussy. We began to rub ourselves together. I was having my biggest sexual thrill ever now. I rubbed my clit right on his cock. It felt so good and we kept it up. I was going to orgasm as I pressed firmer. As it was building and building up I felt him jolt and he started cuming. Hot cum was shooting between my legs. I orgasmed as my pussy rubbed on his cuming wet cock….
After that we went to the woods a lot and things progressed. All my first sexual experiences happened now. Daddy always pretended to be asleep. Now he was my ’daddy toy’. I could do anything I wanted with him. I jacked him off and watch his cum shoot high in the air. I loved the feeling of his hot cum on my face and in my mouth. I would get on top of him and ease his big cock in my wet pussy. I had him feel my tits as I climaxed over and over again as he shot big loads of hot cum in me. Next time I would get him on top of me and I would wrap my legs around him and we would fuck so good we both shook and moaned quietly.
I was totally in love with my own daddy.
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My nephew and I never got a chance to feel each other again and this made me more drawn to my son Tommy, but I held back over and over again. I so wanted him and I to have sex.
Now here we are and it’s happening right now. Tommy seem to understand now and is enjoying my obsession with me…..god I’m so hot for him.
(Back to son Tommy.)
I was super excited as she opened her legs. It was my first time to see a real girls pussy and close up. She held my head and guided my tongue right to her clit. I licked her clit like she directed me. I was in a young boys heaven. She was in her own heaven. The sexual tension built up and up in both of us. She was squirming and moaning as my cock was throbbing. I want to put my cock in her warm wet pussy. This would be my first sex with an adult woman. She started pulling me up on her. Her hands were going wild feeling my body and my one thought was to put my cock in her. She whisper moaned: (…”do it Tommy, do it now, put your cock in me now.”) She reached down and held my cock tight and guided it in her warm pussy. Her hips jumped as she pulled my butt cheeks hard to drive my cock in her all the way.
Our beautiful fucking began. I felt her wonderful tits as we fucked. I was losing control and so was she as our bodies fucked hard and deep. We became like to animals, moaning as our bodies slapped together in a fury of released passion I never knew about. She dug her fingers in me real hard as I squeezed her tits hard.
Somehow she knew I was going to cum. She raised her pussy up and inside it squeezed my cock hard….I lost my breath…as I felt a big load of cum travel out my cock. My mind went crazy with the high pleasure. My cock kept shooting cum in her with each burst of high, again and again. She held me like a vice and let her pussy massage my cock as she shook all over. She gave out one big moan and her whole body quivered as she climaxed for a long time…
We both panted for breath but kept fucking slowly, we both wanted all of that feeling we could get…….
Her obsession seemed to be fulfilled …for a while.
Now the fun began……
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Back at the house everything had changed. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We now had the freedom to feel each other anytime we wanted and end up with glorious sex all over the house. We showered together, did hot feels on each other and her aggressive obsession towards me was driving me pleasure crazy.
I soon realized, we had released a obsession in me.
All I thought about was having sex with an adult woman. Her friends, her sister, the neighborhood lady’s, teachers were all making me hot thinking about fucking them. Mom still eyeballed my young buddies….thus began our joint obsession.
Team work
We lay in her bed after have ultimate sex again and came up with an idea to keep her in supply of young boys, and me in supply with adult women.
We sized up lots of prospects to find just the right boy and adult woman for each other. We had a big closet in the hallway. She put a single bed in there. With the light out, you couldn’t see a thing.
She started first with her best friend, Doris.
She slowly talked to her and got around to privately asking her if she had ever had sex with a young boy. Doris got excited and said only as a young girl herself, but admitted it might be fun to have sex a young guy today as a adult woman. Mom slowly enticed her with a offer.
“ Let me know and come over after school is out sometime. Go in the hall closet and you’ll find a young guy in there, just for you.” Doris got a shocked look on her face but she was really aroused by the real thought of having sex with a young guy.
Doris had some thoughts about all of this….
Doris had known Jodi since childhood. She noticed that Jodi got all excited about going to the woods, and she thought she knew why. Jodie’s daddy and her use to go there. They never discussed it, but she never saw them in the woods. It was like they were hiding somewhere there. The only hint was one time when they were in Jodi’s room and talked about how good it felt to rub their pussy. Jodi seemed to know a lot about this and showed Doris where her clit was and to rub right there. As young girls they began to rub there own clits. Jodi, got a picture of her daddy and looked at it as she rubbed her pussy and clit. Doris suspected right then something sexual between Jodi and her daddy was going on. I had my own experience with my younger brother. I use to suck his cock and learned how to make him cum real quick when our parents were asleep. He in turn would finger and lick my pussy. I never told Jodi or anyone about our sex play.
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Mom waited as the prospect kept looming in Doris’s mind. She continued to bait Doris. She would whisper to her: (…” it will be my discreet son, lights out and is he so good!…he loves adult women.”) Finally Doris called and said: “Aaa…when is your closet available?”…. and with that…. it was on.
I remember mom told me to wait in the closet right after school when she gave me the word, because an ’adult woman’ wants you. (“Doris”), she whispered. I got a big hot rush when she said that. I had to try and not get a hardon that day in school. Doris was a hot woman with nice tits who I’d met many times and was hot for. She like me too.
The next time Doris came over, mom was gone. She took me to the back of the kitchen and hugged me. We rubbed our bodies together for a while. We both got real hot as she rubbed my face on her nice cleavage and then she rubbed her pussy tight against my cock. We both knew this was preview to our up and coming secret ’closet’ meeting.
Now for a young guy for my mom….
My buddy Stan was my best prospect. He secretly told me once that his aunt let him feel her up one day in her pool. She felt him back and they both got really turned on. She felt his cock and went under water to suck on it. He liked an older woman with big tits to feel. She ended up giving him a blowjob in the pool. A perfect prospect for my mom. I told mom the story.
Mom got real excited and got Stan in our pool and soon they fondled each other and kept it quiet. I told Stan that my mom had the hots for him and we had a place for them to get together secretly. He was ecstatic with the prospect of fucking my mom. Now it was all set for our first time to satisfy more of our obsessions.
The next day after school mom said to wait in the closet. The door slowly opened and Doris quickly darted in. We reached out in the dark. I led her trembling hand to the bed. She and I both were breathing hard. We felt each other all over. She had on a short house dress on and as I worked my hand up it, she took it clear off. She was completely naked now. I felt her all naked body as she pull off my shirt and shorts. She laid on her back as I got on top of her warm naked body. She grabbed me hard and started tongue kissing me. I rubbed my cock on her pussy and felt her beautiful tits. She got hotter and so did I. I dropped down to suck on her tits. She moaned and kept feeling my body. I felt her wet pussy and she began to squirm. She began to whisper. (“…oh god, it’s been a long time since I’ve felt a young body like yours, so smooth and warm. Keep rubbing my pussy, it feels so good. I told her what a great sexy body she had. (“…oh turn around, I want to feel your cock and kiss it. You can lick my pussy all you want..”) I turned and she opened her legs wide. Her knees came up as I held her butt cheeks firm. I loved her sweet moaning as I licked her clit. I fucked her mouth like a pussy as she squeezed my balls. She knew just hot to suck on me and I had to cum. I put three fingers in her pussy and sucked on her clit as mom likes. I had a big shooting cum as she moaned and sucked me. Her tongue was going crazy on the head of my cock. She swallowed all my cum down. An adult women knows just how to suck a cock so good. Her pussy squeezed down on my fingers as she climaxed and shook hard. She moaned so sexy as I licked her hot clit.
…. I wanted more of her.
I turned and put my cock in her pussy. She clamped onto me with her arms and legs. She moaned…”oh yes!”… We started the build up all over again. I loved feeling her tits and hearing her moan. I kept pushing my cock in her as far as it would go, over and over…..
She moaned: “…Hold me tight and push your cock in me deep…oh yes baby, like that…oh god…your gonna make me cum…cum with me baby….cum hard and deep..” I started fucking her as fast and deep as I could. She could make her pussy squeeze my cock so good I had to cum.
I pushed hard and a big load shot in her pussy. She shook and squirmed as her body locked on mine. It was a heavenly cum for both of us. Adult women don’t just lay there, they know how to fuck so good. Feeling her big tits and hard nipples on my chest was awesome.
Mom said she listened to us in her bedroom closet. She said she fingered herself as she orgasmed when we moaned cuming together…..
Mom’s turn….
Mom was so horny waiting to get with Stan. She had that wonderful sexy look she gets when she’s real horny. We played stop and feel waiting for Stan to get here. Mom was breathing so hard when I would stop in the house and feel her up. We almost had sex on the kitchen table as we got a little carried away. Feeling her wet pussy thru her robe was a real turn on for us.
Stan came by finally and I showed him the closet and to wait in there. I signaled mom and went to her bedroom closet to listen.
Mom told me how it went…..
“My hands were trembling a little as I entered the dark closet. I felt out and Stan was sitting on the bed. I took off my robed and his t-shirt and shorts. This was our first time and he was all mine to play with. I eased down beside him on the bed and began to feel his young smooth body. He went right for my tits to suck on my nipples as I could feel his stiff cock go between my legs. I took my time and felt his whole body. I was getting super charged and so we he. We got all hyper tongue kissing and I turned to feel his warm cock on my face. He wasted no time in lifting my leg to kiss my pussy. To feel a young boys cock was fulfilling my desire. The taboo sneaking it feeling drove the hot feeling in my pussy higher as he licked my sensitive clit. His warm cock went in my mouth as he squirmed. I squeezed his little butt cheeks as I put his cock all the way in my mouth. He had such a cute moan as he squirmed and started fucking my tongue. I pulled the back of his head into my pussy and rocked my hips to rub my clit on his tongue. He moaned something and felt his balls come up fast. He jolted as he moaned and I felt his cum shoot in my mouth. The feeling was beyond words. He stuck fingers in my pussy as my rising climax made me moan out with the ultra high pleasure. Our bodies squirmed as his cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed his pleasure right down. I was having a long climax that was taking my breath away. I loved his little fingers in my wet pussy, moving in and out as he kept licking my clit. We both gasp for air as I keep feeling his body and squirming from the ultra high climax.
Time stopped as we both wanted more. Soon he turned and got on top of me. His hot body felt so good as he began to put his cock in my pussy. I opened my legs wide and let go for his first adult woman sex. He was very nervous and I rubbed his butt cheeks as he pushed his cock all the way in my pussy. He began to moan with each stroke. He pushed hard and as deep as his cock would go. As we both built up the wonderful high feeling my legs began to wrap around his. He grabbed my tits and started fucking me faster and faster. My pussy began to squeeze tight around his cock as I was going to climax again. He yelled: “Whoa!…oh jez!”…and I felt a huge load of his cum shoot in me. I climaxed long and hard… We went wild fucking out of control and moaning with the peak like no other…..my obsession was now fulfilled as I almost blacked out…..”
Listening to all of this had me almost cuming in my pants. I finally heard Stan leave. I went to the closet door and opened it. There was mom laying on the bed smiling. She said: “Come here.” She pulled me on top of her and held me tight. She quickly pulled my shorts down and she put my hard cock in her. I thought she’d be maxed out, but she wanted more. Her body was real hot as she started fucking me like it was our first time. She pull my shirt off and felt me all over as we fucked hard. Before I knew it I was shooting cum in her and she was shaking and pulling my cock in her deep.
We spent a very long time in there, just slow fucking and then fast as we were having our peak repeated over and over……
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Mom supplied the older women and I supplied the young guys….to…this….very….day…
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2 Drunks walked out of a bar. trying to remain upright, they staggered down the alleyway
As they walked, they came across a man looking German Shepard, hunched over licking his balls.
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Girlfriends sexual past escapades
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Couple enjoys an unusual pastime luring people to their private island. Two young tourist couples get more than they bargained for.
Two delinquents target respectable mother. Part 1
Dad takes his realtionship with daughter to next level
The school trip was over and the long ride home was taking place. Early in the morning one of the younger girls elects to wake up her close friends and they eagerly diddle with each other.
continuation of my sex life
My name is Tom, and my wife Linda and I have been married for 25 years. We met in high school, married at 20, and had kids young, so we are only 45 years old and already our kids our in college and the nest is empty. Most of our friends still have kids in middle school, so we consider ourselves lucky in that respect.
My wife and I married for love, not sex, and have had a happy life together. That said, we have very different sexual appetites. It’s not that my wife doesn’t have a healthy sex drive, we still make love frequently and I bet more often than most couples our age, but Linda’s idea of sex is limited to missionary-position lovemaking.
I, on the other hand, have a whole plethora of perverted desires, all of which I would love to explore with my wife, and her refusal to even so much as roll over and do it doggy-style has led me to more frustrated jerk off sessions alone in the bathroom than I care to count. And finally, after 25 years, I’ve snapped. I can’t take it any longer. I’ve spent my entire life not receiving the sexual satisfaction I crave, and goddamnit, I’m not going to stand for it any longer!
But I won’t cheat on my wife. I love her and respect her too much to be unfaithful. But it is that same type of love and respect for me that should make her willing to indulge my desires. This may sound selfish, but after 25 plus years of being with the beautiful woman (my wife was still beautiful and very sexy) and not being able to have her like I want, I simply can’t handle it anymore.
So I decided to take matters into my own hands, so to speak. For our 25th anniversary we had decided to take a Caribbean cruise. I decided that this would be the turning point, that everything would change out on the open ocean, and that we would return a totally different couple no matter what.
Let me first describe myself and Linda. I am white, medium height and built decently. I am not Herculean but I’m in much better shape than many of the overweight men my age. I also sport a considerable sized cock, probably only slightly longer than average length but thick and strong, and I’ve always suspected that Linda was a little afraid of my cock. Maybe if I was small she would be more willing to let it explore her without fear of it hurting her, but oh well. Linda is Asian, of Japanese decent, and has aged very well. She had long black hair, full C-cup breasts that she always covered modestly, and a full and shapely ass that drove me crazy. It was larger than it was when she was 20, of course, but that only made it seem more juicy and desirable to me.
We boarded the ship in Miami and I was eager to take my wife to our cabin and get down to business. But the first day aboard Linda didn’t want to spend any time in our cabin. So we walked the decks, explored the different accommodations and attractions, and casually met some other passengers. Most of the women were already dressed in skimpy clothing, not attractive on everyone but certainly a number of women looked amazing, and Linda was her modest self, dressed in Capri-pants and a loose fitting blouse. The only bathing suit she brought was a one-piece, and I was relieved to see a small store on ship was selling bikinis. When we finally made it to our cabin we were constantly interrupted, first by the safety briefing, then by our baggage arriving, until finally it was dinner time. I knew my plans would have to wait a while.
While Linda and I were cruising alone, we had were seated with another couple at dinner. Their names were Mark and Tara and they were about our age by the looks of them. Tara was a fine looking woman, with short blond hair and a voluptuous body that excited my desires, covered only by a loose and decently revealing summer dress. I tried desperately to keep my gaze from lingering on her deep cleavage, a teaser view of what looked to be two large and heavy breasts, but I found myself enraptured by her. Mark was a tall man with a broad and genuine smile. He was not fat but carried a little more weight than I around the middle.
Dinner went swimmingly, Mark and Tara were outgoing and friendly. I detected some flirtation in the conversation, but Linda seemed unfazed and later said she really enjoyed their company. While I did as well, I was still a little disappointed when they asked us to join them at a show after dinner, since that meant I would have to wait even longer to be alone with Linda. By the time the show ended, surrounded by these two beautiful women and with deviant plans bouncing around my head, I could hardly wait to get Linda into our cabin before violating her.
We said good evening to Mark and Tara and I hustled Linda to our room. She expressed desires to walk the decks at night and enjoy the evening air, and I promised her we would, but I insisted on later when the ship was quieter.
I closed the door behind us and Linda sat on the corner of the bed, casually removing her shoes. I stepped in front of her, standing close, and she looked up at me with questioning eyes.
“What are you…” she started, but she paused as I unbuttoned my pants and freed my cock. “My, my, my, is that what you have in mind?” She began to lean back, planning to lay on the bed in the usual missionary, but I caught the back of her head and pulled her close. Her nose bumped the head of my cock and she looked up at me in surprise.
“Suck it,” I ordered.
She chuckled. “Tom, you know I don’t like to do that.” She tried to lean back again but I held strong, keep her face an inch from my cock.
“Suck it,” I commanded. “You never suck my cock.”
“What are you talking about? I do all the time!”
I shook my head. “No, you kiss it, or lick it, just to make me hard, so then we can have sex. I want you to suck my cock. When’s the last time you made me cum with your mouth?” The answer was never, it disgusted Linda.
“Eww, Tom, what’s gotten into you? I mean, what are you trying to say? You know how I feel about that, so gross…” Linda carried on with her protest until I quieted her with my cock. I jammed her mouth down on it, in mid sentence, and stifled her complaints. She looked shocked and in her surprise she gagged, even though I wasn’t very deep inside. Both my hands were resting firmly on the back of her head and held her steady. She tried to pull free or slip away, but my grasp held strong and my cock remained in her mouth.
“Now,” I was going to explain my feelings to her, right then and there, to let her know exactly what was going on. “You haven’t sucked my cock in 25 years. In 25 years, you haven’t let me fuck you.”
Linda moaned a protest. “Oh we’ve had sex, but we have never, ever fucked. And I can’t take it anymore.”
I began pushing her head down, with much resistance, but I was stronger and able to force her mouth to work. The warm pleasure of my wife’s mouth, like I’d never felt it, was heaven.
“You’re so beautiful, so sexy,” I said as I worked Linda’s head up and down on my cock, “and for 25 years you’ve been a major fucking cock tease. Well no more. I’m going to get the satisfaction I deserve, and you’re going to give it to me. If I want to fuck your sweet pussy, then I’m going to grab you and fuck you.” Linda was trying to resist and argue her side of the story, but my thrusting cock made it impossible. “If I want you to suck my cock then you will suck my cock. You will eat my cum, no questions asked.” Linda made a grossed-out face at this remark. “And so help me I will fuck that amazing ass any time I want.”
Linda’s eyes shot wide open and she began to fight when she heard this. It goes without saying that Linda had never let my cock, or any other part of me, any where near her asshole. But that would change. Linda pushed against me with both hands and tried to pull her mouth free. She didn’t bite, thankfully, but she reeled from me, trying to keep her tongue and lips from offering me any pleasure. I took both her wrists in one hand and jammed her face down with the other. Her mouth gave, spreading wide and engulfing my cock. She had quit fighting, and her face looked blank as I worked her mouth up and down my shaft.
“I’ve spent so many nights masturbating in the bathroom, while such a beautiful and sexy woman was only a few feet away, because you wouldn’t let me have you like I wanted. That’s no way to live, that’s no kind of marriage, and I won’t have it anymore.” I continued to pump her face on me and as I said this I saw a look in Linda’s eyes, a look that I think displayed some empathy for my situation. I felt her tongue work a little more, trying to please her husband.
As my orgasm approached I spoke again. “This is what I want, baby, you’re my fucking wife and if I want it then goddammnit I’m going to get it.” I pushed her head down again and thrust up, punching my cock into Linda’s throat. She gagged and gurgled and the pleasure was overwhelming. I bucked and rocked and finally fired, an explosion of cum bursting into Linda’s mouth.
Linda looked furious and she fought hard to avoid my load. I held her steady and continued to pump, wave after wave of thick cum pouring into her mouth. Linda made loud and wet moaning noises as my cum filled her mouth for the first time. It began to dribble out and I knew if I released she would spit it all out, which was unacceptable. As I finally finished I held strong, holding my spent cock in her mouth along with a healthy volume of cum. Linda tried to pull away but couldn’t. Her cheeks were full and she scowled at me as my sperm swam across her tongue.
I reached down and plugged her nose. She was startled and began to gasp for air. Her throat opened and my cum slid down into her stomach. Confident that my load had drained into her, I pulled my cock out and released her. Linda spat and coughed, wiping her mouth before shooting up and slapping me hard.
“Goddammnit Tom!” she cried, rushing past me and into the bathroom. I heard her spitting in vain, swearing at me the whole time, and then brush her teeth. I put my boxers back on but took the rest of my clothes off and waited for her to emerge.
Linda was a whirlwind of profanity and anger like I’d never seen before. She slapped me and ranted on about how fucked up this all was. She almost never swore, until tonight. I just stood my ground and smiled. Eventually she stopped and looked confused.
“What are you smiling about?”
“Listen,” I said, “I know this will take a little bit for you to get used to, but this is how it’s going to be. For a quarter century we’ve done everything your way. From now on we do it my way. This isn’t a discussion, that’s just how it’s going to be from now on. You can fight it, or you can join it and have some fun with me, but either way I’m getting what I want. Now, I’m going to lie down here and watch some TV, you can say what you need to say or whatever but you’re not leaving the room, and when you’re done you just come lay next to me so I can enjoy that fucking body of yours, ok?”
“No, no, it’s not ok!” Linda shouted. She began arguing again but I did as I said, lying on the bed and ignoring her rant. She stomped around the room for another minute or two but gave up, since I wasn’t even registering her complaints, and she went out to the balcony. She closed herself out there and stood against the railing, watching the stars and the waves.
Linda didn’t move for a half hour. Finally, she caved. She opened the balcony door and walked back into the room. She looked sullen and dejected but didn’t say a word. She crawled into bed next to me and put her head on my chest.
“Tom, I…” she began but I silenced her.
“There’s nothing to talk about, Linda.” She nodded gently. I reached my hand around behind her and grasped her ass firmly. Ah, her ass was soft and full and I had longed for it for so many years. Linda had never allowed any anal play and didn’t even seem to want me to fondle her ass during foreplay. Now she laid there, eyes closed and silent, as I kneaded and squeezed her luscious ass.
I slid her dress up and felt her soft panties. “Off,” I said, and Linda complied by reaching down and pushing her panties to her ankles. I caressed and enjoyed her smooth skin, taking generous handfuls of her ass and squeezing. I spanked her gently, enjoying the way her ass trembled with each strike. I then reached my hand further down and Linda lifted her leg up to give me access.
My fingers met her soft pubic hair and I played across the surface of her vagina. I loved Linda’s pussy, it was tight and juicy, and I longed to explore it in other ways than just missionary. I felt Linda’s wetness coating my fingers, even though she was still and unresponsive, and I plunged two fingers into her warm pussy. This made Linda jump and bite her lip. She had never wanted to be fingered before, said it was crass, but now she took it.
My fingers wiggled and probed, digging into her pussy and feeling things my fingers had never felt in her before. She moaned and sighed into my chest and, though she wasn’t ready to admit it, she was loving it. Her moans became stifled shouts when I found her G-spot, and my busy middle finger quickly worked her to orgasm. Linda bucked and thrust her hips as her pussy trembled and came. She clamped tight around my fingers, like she always did around my cock when I made her cum, and screamed so loud I’m sure the neighbors heard us. Fingering my now submissive wife had turned me on and my cock was straining in my boxers.
I sat up and told Linda to get on her hands and knees. She did, slowly and reluctantly, and looked at me with concern in her eyes. I knelt in front of her face and pulled my hard cock out.
“Suck my cock,” I said. She opened her mouth slowly and closed her eyes as she lowered it onto my throbbing cock. Her warm mouth was wonderful, and for a few moments I just knelt there, loving every second of her bobbing mouth on my cock. Linda was inexperienced at this, but she sucked me lovingly and drove me wild.
Lust overcame me as Linda continued to suck my cock. The thousands of nuanced fantasies I’d had over all these years were all yearning to be purged at once, and my hands worked feverishly over her body. First I pulled her dress down roughly and freed her hanging tits. Linda instinctively moved one hand to cover them but I restrained her. I kneaded and held her full tits and played with her nipples. She had large aureole with little hard nipples in the middle. She had always said she didn’t get any pleasure from her nipples before, but she moaned as I pinched and flicked them, and at this point the only thing I cared about was my own pleasure.
I then pulled her dress bottom up to her waist to expose her naked ass. It was pointed high in the air and looked to die for. I leaned forward, pushing my cock deep into her throat as I did, and squeezed it with both hands. I spread her luscious ass and saw her tiny brown hole, naked and exposed like I’d never seen it before. I was determined to be inside her, everywhere at once, and I reached for her with both hands. With my left hand I pushed two fingers into her wet pussy, eliciting a gurgling moan around my cock, while my right index finger circled her tight asshole. Linda quivered with fear, she had always said there was no chance in hell of anything ever entering her ass.
I massaged her tiny hole lovingly, wanting to fuck it and love it and devour it all at once. Finally I pushed, my finger meeting stiff resistance but making slow progress down into her dark depths. Linda cried around my cock. Her asshole felt amazing around my finger and I knew it would be heaven for my cock. I pushed despite her obvious clenching and attempts to keep me out. My finger finally was in to the knuckle and Linda was producing sharp and repeated cries with each twitch of my finger. I pulled my two fingers of my left hand out of her pussy and replaced them with the middle and ring finger of my right hand. I savored the flavors of her off my fingers before reaching down and holding the back of her head still.
This position, my wife on her knees and elbows with my fingers jammed in her ass and pussy and my cock rammed into her mouth, was perfect for a strong fucking. My wife had never been violated like this before, not even close, and she was a constant source of pained cries and pleased moans.
I placed my left hand firmly on the back of her head and began to fuck Linda’s mouth. Her throat clenched each time my cock bumped it, and she gagged and drooled as I assaulted her mouth. I began pumping with my right hand, thrusting all three fingers in and out of her tight holes repeatedly, and Linda was shaking with sensations she’d never felt before. My head was buzzing with fantasies; from ass fucking my wife, to unloading in her throat, to fucking her doggy style, to double stuffing her like this with another man. What? I’d never considered my wife fucking another man, but at this moment, I imagined her on all fours like this, gagging on my cock while a stranger pumped her from behind like my fingers were doing. I suddenly pictured Mark, from dinner, railing my wife’s pussy while she sucked me, and his wife Tara slipped her fingers into Linda’s ass to join us, and the image sent me flying to orgasm.
I thrust hard with my hips and jammed my fingers in as deep as I could. I interrupted Linda’s shocked cry with a stream of hot cum. My semen launched from me and landed deep in Linda’s throat like never before. I imagined Linda trying to handle more than one load of cum, I imagined Mark dumping his load in her pussy at the same time as I flooded her mouth, and the image brought wave after wave of cum up from my balls. My second orgasm dwarfed my first, and cum was spewing from the sides of Linda’s mouth. She swallowed weakly, still not enjoying feasting on my cum, and I stuffed my cock into her throat to force it down.
Linda was spent and speechless. My load had been enormous and a large pool of cum had escaped her mouth and gathered on the bed sheet. I pushed her head down, not violently but with authority, and told her to clean up the mess. She did, reluctantly licking up the slippery globs.
We cleaned up and went to bed. Linda passed out immediately, but my head was spinning as I imagined all the possible scenarios. I convinced myself to find out tomorrow if Mark and Tara were swingers.
In the middle of the night I awoke to use the bathroom. When I returned to the main cabin room, I stopped to gaze at my wife. It was hot, no surprise in the Caribbean, and she had slept naked as I’d instructed. I pulled back the thin sheet to admire her body. The moonlight illuminated her and I watched her delicious breasts heave with each breath. My cock was rising in my boxers and I hatched another devious plan, one that would end with me finally burying my cock in my wife’s supple ass.
I pulled my cock out of my shorts and stood over Linda. She looked beautiful, as always, and I began to stroke. I pictured my Linda, now at my beckon call, being used like a slut. With every passing moment my fantasy became more base and perverted. It started with Linda, on her knees, screaming as my cock expanded her virgin asshole. Then it transitioned to a vision of Linda lashing her tongue in and out of the luscious Tara’s pussy while Mark and I took turns pummeling Linda’s soaking pussy. The more I thought about the years of sexual frustration, the more I wanted to turn Linda into a whore. Next I pictured more strange men, from here on the ship, stuffing Linda in every hole. Soon I imagined a crowd of horny men, cocks out and hard, lining up to abuse my wife.
I couldn’t take anymore. I leaned in close to Linda’s face and a long stream of cum jettisoned from my cock. I sprayed cum on my sleeping wife, all over her face, into her hair, her ear, across her lips, and down her neck and chest. Linda was exhausted from the night’s activities and never woke up, exactly as I had hoped. I went to sleep next to my wife, who slept in a sea of my cum, waiting eagerly for the morning.
“What the? Oh, shit, Tom, what the fuck?” I awoke to a stream of profanity as Linda discovered my dried cum caked all over her. She got out of bed and headed to the bathroom and I followed her, dropping my shorts as I went. She bent over the sink and began splashing water on her face and neck. I sat directly behind her, on the toilet seat, not to use the bathroom but to enjoy the view. My cock was standing tall as my wife’s naked ass was on display, bent over, at face level. I grabbed it with both hands and spread her cheeks.
“Fuck, Tom, fuck!” she cried as I lunged at her asshole, ramming my tongue into it and savoring the taste. Linda squirmed uneasily as I licked her ass lustfully, preparing her hole for my cock. She protested some but seem resigned to accept my will.
When convinced her hole was as wet and ready as it ever would be, I pulled my tongue out and leaned back. I grabbed Linda’s hips and pulled her roughly toward me. She yelped as I brought her asshole down onto my cock. The force of her guided fall broke the initial resistance of her anus and the head of my cock popped in. Linda screamed, her ass had never been open that wide, and I pulled her down. Linda protested and flailed as she slid down my cock, slowly and painfully. Her asshole clenched and she strained her legs to try to stand up, but I was too strong for her. I continued to drag her down, my cock forcing deeper with each inch, until she caved.
Linda’s mouth was wide open in a silent scream. I pulled her until her soft ass cheeks were sitting firmly on my hips, my cock buried in her ass. I gyrated my hips, trying to eek out a few more millimeters of depth. Linda was beyond sound, she thrashed her head and bit her lips but couldn’t produce a scream or cry. Satisfied that I’d found the deepest point of Linda’s tight ass, I began to bounce her on my cock. The feelings were intense and her previously virgin ass tried desperately to accommodate my girth.
I knew I wouldn’t last long in Linda’s ass, so I took this opportunity to fuck it good. I would fuck it many more times, I told her, as often as I wanted. Then I surprised her by standing up abruptly, pushing her over the sink and burying my cock deeper in her than ever before. She screamed and I joined her, flexing and exploding a substantial load into her violated ass. I spurted my cum deep in her where it had never before been, and I promised her I’d do it again and again, whether she liked it or not.
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There may have been a sign on the restroom door, but Chris paid it no mind. He felt as if he might lose control over his bladder if he didn’t find a toilet immediately. Although nearly eleven years old, and well out of diapers, his bladder seemed a bit weak at times, and he was desperate to avoid an accident. As he stood in front of the last urinal (he always chose the one furthest from the door, back then), fumbling with the button on his blue denim shorts, he heard the door open, then close, then the snap of the lock.
“No big deal,” Chris thought. He understood the need some people have for privacy. “I’d have locked it myself if I wasn’t about to burst.” Later, when he was finally able to use public restrooms again, he would never forget the lock, never. He heard footsteps, hard-soled shoes clacking across the room on the tile floor, echoing in his direction. “Probably going to sit down in the stall behind me,” he thought. The footsteps stopped behind him.
“This toilet is out of order, can’t you read?” a voice boomed, a voice that was much deeper than any Chris had expected to hear in the boys’ room of an elementary school. Chris jumped a little, quite startled. He forgot all about the button on his shorts and froze like a statue with a warm wetness filling his underwear and running down his leg.
“Look what you did,” the voice boomed. “Now you’ve made a mess. You should learn to control yourself, filthy little….” His voice trailed off, and he seemed to be deep in thought. “I know,” he exclaimed, and grabbed Chris’ shorts, pulling them roughly down to the floor. “You can clean it up with those.”
Chris was so scared he could barely speak. His bladder was finally empty, about half of its contents soaking his clothes, the other half in a puddle spreading across the bathroom floor. He couldn’t keep a thought in his head, they all flew away before he could grab them, but he kept thinking he had heard that voice before. Whenever he tried to place it in his memory, a wave of fear would overtake him and he had to struggle to keep his knees from buckling.
“Are you going to clean up after yourself?” the voice asked, sounding almost amused. “You can’t just leave it there. Do you like being a messy little boy? Do you like peeing all over yourself?”
“N-no,” Chris answered.
“I think you do, and I’ll have to teach you to clean yourself up. Now, take off those messy shorts.”
Chris wanted to run, but he couldn’t move. He wanted to scream but his throat would produce no sound. Slowly, his muscles began to work, but instead of running, he was bending down, reaching for his wet shorts. A hand grabbed the elastic waistband of his soaked underwear.
“No, boy, these, too.”
Chris stammered, “Y-you can’t do this, I’m n-not…”
“Not what?” the voice boomed back. “You’re dirty, I watched you make that mess, now you’re going to clean it up.” The hand pulled down on the waistband, it stretched a few inches, then the underwear started sliding down to join the shorts on the floor, around Chris’ ankles. “Now you’ve got me dirty, too,” the voice said while the hand wiped itself on Chris’ shirt. “You’re in a lot of trouble, boy.” Chris stood as still as he could, he didn’t know what was happening but he didn’t want to make it any worse. He was all but paralyzed with fear, the world seemed to be moving in slow-motion, but his mind finally began to put a face with that booming voice: a squished-looking, moustached, round, and chubby visage that belonged to the school’s security guard.
“He’s supposed to keep us safe, right?” Chris thought. “What’s happening here?”
“You’re going to do as I say,” the voice warned. His breath seemed to be getting quicker and deeper. “If you don’t listen, you’ll be in detention for the rest of the year.”
Chris thought, “But the year’s only just started.” He still couldn’t move his legs, or his arms, but he thought he could turn his head. As he began to turn and look behind himself, another hand (not the dirty one) settled on top of his head and firmly held it facing forward.
“You don’t need to see, just listen, and do as I say,” The guard said. “It’ll be better if we just get this over with.” As he was talking, Chris could hear the sound of the zipper on the guards pants. “Put your hands on the urinal, and keep them there. Keep your feet planted.” Chris did as he was told, placing his hands on the cold porcelain. He heard the buckle on the guard’s belt hit the tile, and felt something stiff and warm against his backside.
“Are you gonna spank me?” Chris asked, his voice trembling.
“No, boy, I think you’re a little big for that. I’ve got a better idea.” The guard’s hands cradled Chris’ butt cheeks, rubbed them a little, then pushed them apart. “You’ll like this, all dirty boys do.” The guard then knelt down and began to lick Chris’ anus. “That should clean you up a little.” He spat into his palm and rubbed it on himself, stood up, and parted Chris’ cheeks again. “I can see your little dick getting hard. Told you you’d like it.” Chris realized with horror that what the guard said was true. His dick was stiffer than it had ever been, throbbing with each beat of his heart. The guard placed the tip of his penis, glistening with saliva, against Chris’ anus. “Just relax and take it like a big boy. You want to be a big boy, don’t you?” He put his hands on Chris’ hips, holding him steady, and pushed his penis into Chris’ anus.
“Aaahhooww,” Chris exclaimed.
“Just be quiet, you know you like it,” the guard said. He pushed his penis in as deep as it would go, then pulled it almost out. “Dirty. Little. Boy.” With each word he thrust his penis in, and Chris thought it would burst out of his belly if it got any deeper inside him. His own penis was still throbbing, and somehow the sensation of his butt being filled by this man’s dick excited him and terrified him at the same time. The guard kept thrusting, each thrust brought one word out of him. “Dirty. Little. Boy. Dirty. Little. Boy.” Suddelny, his pace quickened, and he was panting too hard to speak his mantra. He gave one mighty final thrust, burying his dick deep in Chris’ butt. Chris could feel it throbbing and pumping something hot inside him. Then, with his penis still inside Chris, he slid one hand off of Chris’ hip and caressed Chris’ penis. “You like it, you all like it,” He said breathlessly. He began rubbing up and down Chris’ little penis, lightly pushing his own into Chris’ butt. “And now I’m inside you forever. You belong to me.”
Chris felt dizzy, and his whole body was starting to tingle. Each time the guard pushed into him from behind, he became more dizzy. Each time the guard pulled him in front, he felt more tingly. The sensations became more intense until he felt his whole being trying to squeeze out of his penis. As it went, he felt something coming into him, a new self that relished the thought of the guard’s words.
“I belong to him.” Chris thought. The guard released Chris’ penis and pulled his own out of Chris’ butt. Chris kept his hands on the urinal. He had never let them leave, and he was proud of that. “I’m his now.” He felt very empty without the man inside him, but he didn’t dare speak.
“I guess you don’t cum yet, boy, which means you only have to clean one of us up,” the guard said. Turn around and face me, boy.” Chris did as he was told, turning slowly and keeping his eyes on the floor. His butt felt slippery, and he liked it. “Down on your knees, boy.” Chris knelt in front of the guard, his face inches from the guard’s still-hard dick. “Open your mouth.” Chris opened his mouth. “Keep your lips over your teeth.” He put his hand on the back of Chris’ head and pulled it toward him. Chris could smell his butt on the man, and something else. “Suck all that cum off there, boy.” Chris thought his penis might be getting hard again, but he kept his eyes shut and concentrated on the dick in his mouth. He didn’t want to make the guard unhappy by gagging or choking, and he wanted to taste every last drop of the man’s cum as it slid down his throat. “So you like this, too,” The guard said, noticing Chris’ penis. He pulled Chris’ head back, saying “You’ll be a good boy from now on, and do everything I say, won’t you?” Chris finally opened his eyes, and stared at the guard’s penis.
“Yes, sir,” he said to the penis. “I belong to you.”
“That’s good, boy.”
Chris began to feel very light-headed, his vision losing focus. He fell onto his side, his face splashing in the puddle he had made in another life. Some time later, Chris awoke with the feel of cold, wet tile on his cheek. His head was foggy, but he could see the bathroom, and the man fastening his belt in front of the sink. As Chris began to get his senses back he felt wetness all over him, and a throbbing in his backside. “I must have fallen,” he thought, but this was different from a playground bruise. “Why am I all wet?” he thought, but aloud he said “I guess I didn’t make it to the toilet in time.” He pushed himself up onto his elbows, and looked at the man.
“Looks like you passed out,” the man said. ”We’ll have to do this again some time, so you can learn to follow the rules. You look a little pale, you should go to the office and call your parents, I bet your mom can bring you a fresh pair of shorts so you don’t have to wear those smelly wet ones all day.” Then, an afterthought: “I’ll be watching you.”
“Th-thank you, sir,” Chris replied. He stumbled over to the sink, and began splashing water on his face. “What a nice guy,” he thought. “He’ll never tell anyone about my accident.”
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Worshipping My Ass
by: EvaMartini
age: 22
Gender: f
Approx words: 3646
Today is my 22nd birthday and I am giving myself some free time to do what I want. For a long time, I have wanted to discuss the subject of guys worshipping my ass, so today is the day. Then tonight I will party and maybe blow out some candles, among other things.
I am five-foot-five with stylishly long dark hair and brown eyes. I have a medium build that is 34b on top and a gorgeous and attention-getting rear-end. I study journalism part time at a Southern California college and I wait tables and am a barmaid at other times.
I am 2nd generation Czech-American and I have all of the tolerances and amusements for the kinky, nasty, and depraved things that one would expect given some curious history of preceding ladies of my lineage. I am not into extreme-extreme, but I would listen to outlandish things even if I didn’t choose to participate in them. Let me say it like this: If you invited me to watch (not participate in) a girl getting face-humped by a half-dozen dogs, I would likely say I am interested. If you achieve orgasms from killing cats—well—please find another friend.Why am I interested in the subject of ass worship?
Men have been commenting about my booty-butt since I was in elementary school and their comments became more emboldened as I passed through adolescence. Because of their ardor for my bottom, it seemed only natural that I would someday come to this conclusion: If my ass is that divine, then men should kneel behind me and put their mouth where there words have been.
If you think that opinion is in error, then please let me tell you that there are scores of men who want to kiss my ass and most of them would agree to the word “worship” if I pushed the issue. Yes, I did say “scores of men”. There are so many more than I ever anticipated who will kiss and lick and deep-tongue my round rear-end. I am not saying that I am so sexy that men can’t stay away. I’m saying that there is a surprising number of men who have a penchant for licking girls’ asses and if you are a girl who has not come to understand that, then you have some very hot and exciting times ahead of you, that is, if you are into that that sort of thing.What do I like about men worshipping my ass?
There are a few primary things that make ass worship very erotic for me. 1) A sense of power because ass worshippers are sometimes weak-willed and pliable to whatever I say. 2) A realization of my own sexual appeal. I mean think about it—a guy is willing to put his mouth right “there”? He finds me so appealing that he wants to drive his tongue deep up into my butt? He will stay back there and do it for long, long periods of time? Yes, that should make any girl feel very sexy. 3) It just feels so good! It takes finesse for a man to lick pussy and work the clit, etc. and actually get me to the big “O”. However, ass licking is straight-up simple and all it needs to get me hot is a man who is eager to do it. Simply put: There is no wrong way to lick a girl’s ass and get her hot, at least not in my experience.
Those primary elements are accentuated even more with the addition of facesitting. The guy lays down. He keeps his face pointed straight up. He sees my booty-butt spreading and descending yet he keeps his face pointed straight up knowing I am going to sit on it (otherwise I will not give him the pleasure of sitting on his face). I nestle down. I get his nose in the center of my ass. I let my weight come down on him. I slowly grind and rock on his nose and face. I am in charge. My ass moisture covers him. My butt is on his face. I rule. He lets me. All of it adds up to a great deal of self-empowerment and esteem for my sex appeal.The problem with ass worshippers . . .
There is one issue about ass worshippers that I find a bit bothersome and that is this: Most men who proclaim themselves to be ass worshippers really are not ass worshippers. I’m not saying that they are lying, although many will say anything if they think it will lead them to pussy, but rather that they don’t understand what ass worship is.
To those who don’t understand let me say that ass worship is more than licking a girl’s ass and maybe deep-tonguing it although those are elements of it. There are nasty boys who love that and if they sincerely are after ass licking and not just moving on to pussy, they are very pleasurable to me because they will lick and tongue for long periods of time and with enough enthusiasm to get any girl hot. However, long periods of enthusiastic tongue-work is not, by itself, ass worship. Most men think it is. However, by themselves the arts of licking, kissing, sniffing, and deep-tonguing do not amount to true ass worship. At the most, they might at times qualify as partial ass worship.Ass worship as defined by Eva . . .
So then, how do I define ass worship?
Well, I’m not saying that I am the expert, but I am saying I am very convinced of what the term “ass worship” means to me and it is the power of my own convictions that makes me willing to risk giving my opinion.
More than licking or other oral applications, ass worship is a deep and profound adoration of a girl’s nether region that is expressed with words and accompanied by prolonged experiences of the worshipper’s senses for sight, feel, smell, and taste. I might also add “facesitting” as an addendum. In other words, you are a worshipper if you want to gaze upon my ass close-up and praise its beauty; fondle my buttocks and extol the divine nature of their texture and contour; lick, deep-tongue, and kiss my “rosebud” and speak words of love and adoration to it; sniff my deep and mysterious cavern and extol its fragrance as something you love and crave.
For me, there is a sequence of those activities that seems appropriate:
1) Hands – to fondle my glorious and full buttocks (remember words of adoration)
2) Nose – to sniff that scent and love it (“No other girl smells as good”; it’s okay to lie)
3) Lips – to kiss my buttocks and then that canyon and then that rosebud (words of worship)
4) Tongue – to lick that canyon, then that rosebud, then (if you are willing), deep-tongue
5) Face – If all goes well, then after those four steps, I will probably want to sit on your
face. This is the one step where you won’t have to speak words of love and devotion to my ass because—well—when a booty girl sits on your face, you won’t be able to speak at all.
The “Nose” step is so important to discuss. Maybe you think sniffing a girl’s butt just for the sake of worshipping her is too nasty or self-possessed or whatever. Okay, so don’t do it, but be aware if a butt-sniffer comes along, your girl will probably make room for him. In my experience, buttsniffing is the one thing that separates a true ass worshipper from a partial ass worshipper. Very few guys will offer to sniff my ass and I am not going to suggest the idea to any guy because I know it sounds very bizarre, even though I love it a lot. The very few guys who are into and ask for it have never ever disappointed when it comes to being an ass worshipper. So girls, if you are into the ass worship thing and you run across a guy who is into buttsniffing, then I believe you have yourself someone who will please you immensely. I can’t say this for certain because my sample-size is small, but I am about 100% certain that buttsniffers make the best and complete ass worshippers.
If you are a buttsniffer and the girl is into it, you must know one thing that is so important yet not ever thought about ahead of time and that is this: If you are going to sniff my butt, you must do it before anything else. Why? Well because licking or kissing or facesitting dissipates the scent and once that happens, why even sniff?
Always-always-always when you sniff, you must tell the girl that you are in love with her scent. For me, a buttsniffer who raves about loving it endears himself greatly while also alleviating the natural inhibitions girls have about smelling good.
Again, ass worship at all levels must include what you say about your adoration of the girl’s butt and that is even more true when it comes to worship-by-scent (buttsniffing).Take your time!
The biggest problem that butt guys have is their rabid quest to get their tongues involved. Nearly all are so eager to lick and (especially!) get their tongues up there that they rush the important worship elements that should be done beforehand, such as fondling, sniffing, and kissing. Don’t hurry! Take your time to enjoy the sense of sight, feel, and smell before rushing into the taste. Personally, I wouldn’t put my mouth “there” or even my face in someone’s ass, but I’m all into having guys so-possessed do it to me. If they want to do that with their mouth then why would I say “no”? I know that sounds ridiculously selfish, but it is a fact that some guys can’t wait to put their faces, mouths, and especially their tongues back there. But, it can all go south quickly if the guy rushes things.
The point is for you to take your time with each stage. If it takes a half hour of fondling and a half-hour of buttsniffing and a half-hour of kissing her rosebud, then take that time. You will find it worthwhile because she will likely want you back again. Guys who rush might be good for a short-time thrill, but a girl who likes her ass worshipped is more likely to call back those who take their time to go through the stages—fondle, smell, kiss, lick, deep-tongue. There are too many guys willing to lick and deep-tongue. The harder ones to find are the ones who do it all—and take their time.
How do you know when she is ready for you to move on to the next step?
Plan on 20 minutes per step. When you near the end of that time, just give her a hint that you are ready to move and see how she reacts.
For example: A year ago, I had one very eager buttsniffer who stayed back there for a half-hour and seemed like he wanted to sniff my butt all day. However, he seemed to realize that I might be ready to move on, even if he wasn’t. He withdrew his nose and kissed the walls of my scented canyon tenderly. Ass kissing—the next step. With just three soft and romantic kisses on the canyon walls (not on my anus), he was asking if it was time. I cooed and he moved into making out with my ass.
If you’re kissing her rosebud and wonder if it’s time for the tongue thing, don’t just come out with a tongue on her rosebud. That is too assertive on your part. Instead, kiss her rosebud, then kiss up to her tailbone. When you’re ready to move back down, kiss and kiss but apply some very recognizable and very short licks—not to her rosebud but to that dark canyon. When you get “home” resume kissing, give it a few seconds, then repeat. At some point, she will make it known she is ready for tongue. Otherwise, assume she still wants to be kissed. Just don’t rush things!
What ass worship is not . . .
Some people are disgusted with the ass worship thing because they think it has to do with shit. That is so far from the truth. It has nothing whatsoever to do with toilet games.
Instead, it has everything to do with adoring a beautiful and special part of a female. If it was a shit activity, I wouldn’t be interested. There is no thought or suggestion or even a hint of the sight, smell, feel, or taste of that. All of the sight, smell, feel, and taste has to do with the nether erogenous zones of the female anatomy that are given their special character in much the same manner as those that make pussy feel and taste and smell the way it does. You don’t hear guys saying, “No, I won’t lick that pussy because I’m not into urine!” The same is true about a girl’s derriere. All ass flavor and smell etc. is achieved apart from toilet things, the same as it is for pussy.The romance of ass worship . . .
This might sound absurd and had I not experienced it myself, I would probably agree it is absurd. But, there is a romance involved with ass worship.
I mean, think about it: When I spread myself before a guy’s face, I am opening myself to a guy like a girl spreads her legs for sex. I am offering the deepest and most intimate and most secret and most private part of myself. I definitely won’t do that for just anyone, but I will especially for a guy who understands the deep intimacy that can be shared; the girl making herself most vulnerable to a man who is ready to adore her.
I have had a couple of romantic encounters that seemed to greatly parallel a normal date. The guy spoke words of endearment (ass-related), he fondled and kissed (buttcheeks), he inhaled my essence and then made-out extensively with his lips on my rosebud. From there, he transitioned to oral sex (in this case, oral/anal) and when the time came for sex, he penetrated me with his tongue and engaged in oral/anal intercourse until we both climaxed.
That might all sound strange and you might even be shaking your head as I did the first time I heard about it. But, if you have interest in ass worship, it is something to consider and while having a man make-out with my ass hole was strange at first, it didn’t take long for the sensations of deep romance and intimacy to make themselves known.
Not all ass worship needs to be on a romantic level to excite me. Hell, sometimes I’ll just take a torrid tongue from an ass licker who has no idea what worship is. Other times, I will go for a casual worshipper who understands and wants to worship even though he might not get into all phases of it. Still on other occasions, I want a “true” ass worshipper who wants to do it all—romantically—and take his time; like a lot of time.Facesitting
When the other forms of worship have been concluded, I usually have a strong urge to sit on the guy’s face. I’m not sure why I feel that but I believe it has to do with taking my rightful place and a sense of empowerment over the male like the final subduing of the vanquished male who lays sated and weak and helpless. Sometimes, I feel like a seducing goddess who is doing something extremely sensual and that makes me feel extremely sexy.
When I sit, I aim for the nose. Don’t be mistaken! If I sit on your face, your nose will be deep in my ass. Too many guys think they will lick my ass when I sit on their face but that doesn’t happen. I sit on noses. My round booty will certainly sit on the guy’s entire face because there is enough butt-cheek to cover any guy’s face, but I sit on noses.
Why?
Well, it brings me to an aspect of facesitting that I don’t mention often, but as long as I’m giving away my secret store here, I might as well ‘fess up.
I sit on noses not just because it feels so awesome but because (the confession here) I want to be sure my scent is all over his nose so he smells me long after we are apart. I call it “scenting” and it is done very sensually with a slow rocking and rubbing motion on the man’s nose.
The length of time I sit depends on how well I think I have “scented” him. If he just licked my ass and then I sat on his face immediately, then it will take some time before I can “scent” his face enough. If there has been a lapse of time between him licking the moisture from my ass and me sitting on his face, then there will probably be enough moisture rebuilt in my deep cavern that will make scenting his nose a relatively easy thing.
I don’t demand that a guy lets me sit on his face but I do know that most butt guys want it. It is just a matter of a short time before his desire for me to sit on his face is exposed which means that the majority of my sessions have facesitting and the majority of sessions with facesitting will end with me scenting the guy’s nose. I don’t think most of them know what I’m doing and for most of them, I won’t ever tell them about it. I’ll enjoy my secret and just enjoy scenting their faces.
Of course, when I’m done it will be pretty hard to miss that a booty girl just sat on their face but by then, it’s a little too late to avoid the consequences and I find that so exciting. I know all along what I am doing to him but he has no idea—until I am off of his face for a long enough time for his nostrils to return to normalcy.
Booties vs butts: There is a difference
If you are still with me, then I owe it to you to reveal something you might not have thought about.
A girl with a normal butt will acquire normal moisture between her cheeks and she will therefore have a normal amount of scent and taste.
However, a girl like me who has a booty (butt is a little bigger than most girls with my build) has rounder butt cheeks and a much deeper canyon. Both of those factors create more moisture which means much more scent and taste.
Therefore, before you make a play for a booty girl, be sure you are truly into girl-ass because you will get quite a dose of it and you certainly will not do well if you say you want it only to discover that you can’t do it because it is too much for you. I’m not saying it is awful because to a true ass worshipper, they crave booty-type girls. They want all of the scent and taste they can get and booty girls give them that. But for those who are less certain of their ass worship-hood, it is a factor worth considering before you approach a girl with a booty.
Just one example as I wrap this up:
I dated a guy who loved having his normal-ass former girlfriend sit on his face; more specifically, on his nose. He wanted it all of the time. When they broke up, he had a chance to approach me and I liked him and thought a one-time thing might be fun and, after all, it was just facesitting. However, when I sat on his face, the moisture did what it often does—it caused squishing sounds on his nose and it spread over his face and he was soon pushing me off and taking deep breaths of air. He was not prepared for all of that because he had never had a booty sit on his face. I am happy to report that he regained his resolve and after about an hour of giving him squishy-nose, he kissed my sweet rosebud goodbye.Summary:
My parting message is just a reminder of the primary things I hope you will keep in mind if you are into worshipping a girls’ rear-ends:
1) Don’t rush! (Feel, smell, kiss, savor, deep-tongue – each with fullness, never rushed)
2) If you can bring yourself to it, become one of those rare buttsniffers. It will separate
you from the others who don’t understand the sensual nature of sniffing.
3) Always-always-always worship with words! Her ass is the best smelling, best tasting,
most beautiful, etc. you have ever experienced. Lie if you have to. Just say it!
4) Try to comprehend the intimacy and romance that can happen if you “date” her ass
much same as you would for dating her normally (ie: make out with her rosebud,
have sexual intercourse with your tongue up there, that sort of thing).
* If you like or dislike or don’t understand any of this—Evamartini at inbox.com, but
don’t just contact me for a date okay?
I wish all of you the best in this strange and erotic and mysterious endeavor that is so sexy and exciting and romantic and orgasmic.
Yes, it’s not hard for me to have orgasms just from ass worship.
— Eva
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