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Can I just start by saying that I hate anything anywhere near my ass? I’ve done it on and off for years but it takes a lot of convincing, tons of trust and, usually, a little alcohol for me to even consider it. Lately though I’ve been in a bit of a weird place sexually. I’m almost desperate to push my limits, to feel naughty. I want to feel dirty and be brought back to my submissive mindset. Considering everything that I’ve experimented with and enjoyed, it takes something special to get me to the point where my partner can lean in to my ear and say “really? This is what it takes to get you off? You really are a dirty slut”. I want to be covered in sweat and spit, I crave being covered in lube and cum. I like it.

But, I’m straying from my point. I really thought that anal was something that we endured because we are nice people. You did it once a year to make your man happy while you “moaned” through clenched teeth and prayed that the tightness of that particular hole would facilitate a quick finish. It wasn’t that the people I did this with were trying to hurt me or anything. I’m sure that they wanted me to enjoy it, even if for no other reason than to be able to do it again. But, I just didn’t. I made an effort and did all the “right” things, tried all the suggestions I received but I still just wanted to cry or scream every time …until last weekend.

I was lucky to be with one of the most sexually talented men I’ve ever had a chance to play with. We’re comfortable together and a good match in bed. Chemistry. We were enjoying a nice long fuck when I blurted out “I need something in my ass!” And he was happy to oblige. ( tip: use more lube. I’m not talking about spit or cum, I suggest a good silicon based product and however much you think is enough? Use more. Trust me. ) He left me on my back and slowly eased his finger inside of me. I gasped a little at the discomfort but felt myself get really wet and had to wonder if this time would be different. As he worked his finger in and out, slowly moving in circles to stretch me open and get the lube all over, I moaned steadily. (Tip: go slower, there’s no rush. Start with a single finger and use your other hand to massage the clit. If it hurts, stop moving but don’t remove your finger. Entering and exiting is the worst part so you can always try moving in circles instead). I’m already enjoying that taboo feeling of having my ass violated so when he orders me to cum I’m already in ecstasy. I feel him slip another finger inside me. It still hurts but I enjoy a bit of pain… I’m not one to complain.

We go on like this for a while. He keeps adding more lube and teasing me open while coaxing more orgasms with his other hand and his lips caressing my tits. Then I see the look in his eyes change and I know that, finally, he’s in full Dom mode. Thank god. He kisses my lips hard and pulls his fingers out of my ass. A wave of pain shudders across my body but I’m ready for it, I’m ready for anything.

I’m told to get on my hands and knees, to spread myself open for him. I quickly obey, it’s not the time to be a brat. He leans over to whisper in my ear and I feel his hard cock waiting. More lube as he slowly rubs a finger over my hole, I take it inside greedily. I’m ready. I want this. I need it.

“Tell me you’re a slut”
“I’m an anal slut, Sir. Your good little anal slut”

I’m rewarded. The top of his massive member pushed its way in. I feel so full, so satisfied but man does it ever hurt. I beg him not to move. It feels like he’s ripping me apart. He smooths my hair and makes soothing noises in my ear while reassuring me that I’m a good girl and he’s proud of me. We stay like that for a few minutes and my ass starts to relax. I slowly push back and let as much of him as I can stand inside me. He starts to move in an out slowly. Not much, just ever so slightly as he reaches around to make sure I cum again.

More. I need more. I rear back and try to fight through the pain but he stops me. A sharp smack reminds me that he’s in charge and soft words remind me it’s because he doesn’t want me to hurt myself. I try to calm down but I feel like I’m in heat. I’ll gladly suffer through the pain if it means I get to cum that hard.

“So, this is what it takes to turn you in to a filthy slut, is it? Good girl”
Those magic words make me cum almost more than I can take. He pulls out and finishes all over my ass and back. Only a few minutes later we start all over again.

Maybe I’m a convert because he’s been filling my ass up everyday this week and I’m on my knees begging for more.

Where will your day lead?

anonymous.slut 5 Comments

Your eyes lock from across the bar. You should be embarrassed and look away  but something holds you there. Her eyes, so dark you can barely differentiate the iris from her pupils, speak of longing. They speak of lonely night and boundless passion. There is something wise in there too, an old soul in a young body. You mind wanders in to the inevitable – what would you do if you had just half a chance at a night with her? You feel the heat rise and finally you can resist no longer, you go over.

A look can lead to a touch.

Her lips twitch slightly as she sees you commit to walking over. The playful smirk lights up her face and something tells you that you won’t regret your boldness. She’s going to be fun. As you make the obligatory small talk you’re surprised to find she is so well spoken, so intelligent. She is fun to talk to but there is something deeper, a type of strength you admire in a woman. Surely, this must be the drink talking, nobody is this perfect. As you go to push your glass across to the bartender your hand accidentally brushes hers. It buzzes. Tingles. Fireworks. The heat starts to rise as you take a chance and slowly grasp her around the waist. You pull her closer until her heartbeat touches yours. Your breaths catch in your throats.

A touch can lead to a kiss

and what a kiss it is! Electricity flows through you, sparks fly and cliches run through your mind at a million miles an hour. As the passion builds she parts her luscious lips to make way for your exploring tongue. Hands begin to wander and become more and more desperate to find flesh. When they finally meet their mark you feel her body tense as goosebumps begin to emerge. How can such warm flesh react this way?

A kiss can lead to a lick

You  manage to break free from each other long enough for your mouth to find the nape of her neck. Just a little lick…nothing much… You can feel eyes turning towards you ad she lets out a little gasp. Then a moan. She is turning to putty in your hands and you barely remember her name. This just won’t do. She’s been yearning too long. She needs it to end and you silently promise that it will be tonight. You grab her hand and pull her towards the exit. If only you could find somewhere more — then you see the alley. Not the most private place in the world (or the most romantic) but it’ll do. You throw her against the wall as she begs you  take her. She screams how she wants you. You push her to her knees as she fumbles with your zipper.

A lick can lead to a suck

Her mouth feels so warm as it surrounds you cock. This isn’t her first time and she isn’t afraid to let you know it by going deep and hard. She not afraid to gag and bring up liters of that thick messy spit you love so much. It coats you completely as it runs down her face down to her firm, perky breasts. She’s no longer begging for it, content instead to just make you happy. ‘Good girl’ you think. You lean your head back on the rough bricks as she goes to town. There’s nowhere her tongue doesn’t explore as she takes you all in. This girl loves what she does and it shows. She goes faster and faster, using both her hands and paying close attention to your balls. This must be heaven. Suddenly, you remember the look in her eye and your promise and you know that, no matter how good it feels, you can’t leave her like that. You have to give her what she wants, what she needs.

A suck can lead to…

anything you want. You put your hand lightly on her throat, she gazes up at you. Those eyes. You lead her up from her knees and push her up against the wall. You’re rewarded with another angelic moan. “Do you still want it?” you ask as your fingers push in to her warm wet pussy. You find no resistance and smile as you realize she is not wearing panties. ‘Good girl’. She moans her consent and you push her a little rougher. She pushes out her ass, presenting her sweetness to you. She is firm and shapely, an angel on earth. You enter her softly but she demands your strength, your power, your caveman instincts and you are more than happy to oblige. You thrust in to her as deeply as you can without anymore hesitation. Her screams of pleasure tell you she’s finally getting what she’s been longing for. You fuck her in to orgasm after orgasm. She turns in to an lust filled animal, so busy moaning she is unable to make out words. You fuck her until her knees give out and she can barely remain standing. Finally, when you are sure she has been given what she needs, you pull out and allow yourself the release. Warm cum explodes out of you on to her warm tits. you are both satisfied. The spell is broken.

You go to help her up from where she has fallen, she stops you. “Leave me…but can I get your number?” As you hand her your card you can’t help to feel something and know that this one is different. She is special and you are damn lucky to have taken that first step.

Where will your day lead?