Richard Long - Anal Secretaries

“He just hung there for a minute after his prick had stopped squirting. And then be told me to rub the head of his dick into a big puddle of cream over my navel. I was sort of getting to enjoy it by then and it was nice, dipping that big tip into the come and getting it all covered with the stuff.

“Now suck it!” he ordered, moving up so it ‘was closer to my face. “Lick that come off, bitch!”

“I was really scared by then. He had a mean — look on his face and I knew that if I didn’t do just what he said he’d beat hell out of me. He was just the sort that would do it too-real mean and angry. Anyway, the idea struck me as sort of sexy, and I went ahead and did it. The come didn’t taste so bad, especially since it was flavored with my cunt. And I really got a bang out of it, once I’d gotten over being so scared. The sight of his dick going in my mouth must have fired him up because in just a minute or two he started coming again. It wasn’t a big one, just a few little dribbles, but I could feel it pulsing against my tongue and then that thick, rich stuff started rolling out and I… well, I just loved it.

“I’ll never know why I didn’t say something to him about doing it in my ass, unless maybe it was because I was afraid that getting plunked with one that big might rupture the opening and really fix me up good. Maybe I was still too — hung up on it to be able to come right out and’ mention it to a fellow. But whatever the reason was, I didn’t say anything about it.

“You see, I’ve known for a long time that my asshole is — the most sensitive part of me. Oh, maybe not sensitive, but anyway the part that has the best feeling. I found that out, a long time ago. I think the first time I realized it was when I was about thirteen, when I was sitting on the john. I’d just found out about guys and what they do to girls. A friend’ at school had told me everything about it. And, frankly, I thought it was pretty wild.

“I was pretty constipated at the time and I’d sat there a long time without anything happening. I was thinking about what Lucille had told me, about her doing it with her boyfriend. And it really got to me. I’d been fingering myself for two or three years. Not that I’d ever gotten a really good come out of it.

But enough to know that I could make myself feel pretty good just by rubbing my clit. The more I thought about Lucille laying back and letting Doug-that was her boyfriend, a greasy sort but she was hot for, him-see her snatch and everything, the hotter I got. And I started rubbing my cit. I didn’t get any orgasm, of course, but it really felt good. I kept it up for a little while and then I tried to finish up my business and get rid of that constipation.

“Something happened because I really let go with a load! I mean, a ‘butt buster,” as we used to call them, and it nearly tore my ass off sliding out.

Lord, what a feeling that was! All of a sudden that turd was rolling out of me and I felt my clit begin to twitch and throb. And man, I was having myself a come like I’d never even imagined! It just tore me in two, almost, and when it was over I couldn’t do anything but sit there, sort of keeled over. And wonder what had happened.

“That was how I got the idea that my ass was something special. I waited a day or two; then one evening, while I was lying in bed fingering my clit, I decided to see if maybe I could get the same feeling by putting something in instead of letting something out. I mean, I figured if it works one way maybe it’ll work the same way in reverse, right? So I started trying to get a finger up ‘my ass.

It was too dry, of course, so I moistened the finger by running it through the lips of my pussy. That got it slick enough and it slipped right in.

“Wow-ee! I knew right off that I’d stumbled into a gold mine and I just finger fucked myself into a tizzy! I forgot all about my clit. All I could think of was working that finger back and forth in my asshole. Every wiggle of my finger made it better until finally I just about passed out. It was so good! What made it even better, I think, was remembering how Mom used to go on so about how she hated changing Billy’s diapers when he was a baby. Billy-he’s my younger brother-really gave her a lot of trouble on the toilet training bit and it ran her ragged. I don’t know why she popped into my mind when I was doing that, but I kept wondering just what she’d say if she were to walk into my room and see me there with a finger jammed way up my asshole. I’ll bet that would really have blown her mind but good! “I kept it up for a long time. It seemed that I could make ‘the feeling last however long I wanted and, since it was so blasted good, I really gave myself a reaming. The old way- clit rubbing, what I’d been used to doing- wasn’t even in it, compared to this. I must have fucked myself for nearly an hour that night.

And for almost all of that time I was coming. I simply couldn’t get enough of that wonderful feeling. Finally, when I’d nearly worn myself out, I keeled over and went to sleep.

“I didn’t forget that experience, though. From then on, every time I’ve gone to the john I’ve remembered how good it was. Lots of times I can get a little come whenever a turd comes out, especially if it’s a big one, the kind that really stretches me. It hurts a little, but the hurt isn’t anything compared to the pleasure of feeling my asshole being stretched out. I guess’ if I’d let Jerry shove his’ big cock up me, I’d just have died on the spot! “All the time I was in high school and business school, I kept my little ‘secret to myself. None of the girls I knew ever mentioned their asses, certainly not in the way I liked to use mine. And, as far as I knew, I was really something special. It wasn’t until I’d been in business school here for a few months that I even knew you could fuck in the ass. Some girl told me about gay men and how they put it to each other that way. Even then, I never really thought about flicking like that. I guess I just thought it was something gay guys only did to each other.

“Meanwhile, I just kept on doing it to myself with my finger. It got better and better, the more I thought about it and practiced. And, after a while, I didn’t much care whether a guy tried to screw me or not. I mean, I hadn’t ever had it that good with a guy, so why bother? I went out on dates a lot but a lot of the time it was just so I’d have somebody to go places with. It sure wasn’t for sex! ‘Whenever I’d start getting that hungry feeling-the sort that tells you that you’re really up for a nice, long come-I’d just arrange to be at my apartment by myself for — a while and I’d have myself the nicest, juiciest come a girl could ever hope to get! I’d just ‘lay there on my bed and do it till I couldn’t move any more, always just running my finger in and out of my ass.

“The only thing was I began to notice after a while that my ass was getting looser. You know, the finger wasn’t stretching me quite as much and I wasn’t feeling it as sharply. First I tried using two fingers and that worked ‘for a while and then, after that, I began messing around with candles and vibrators and stuff like that. At the time I had that fuck scene with Jerry, I’d just started doing it with two fingers and of course he was a lot bigger than that.

And besides, I still hadn’t gotten around to knowing that it was possible.for a man and a woman to fuck that way. So I kept on using my fingers and the other things I’d found to make it for myself.

“One thing I got out of that date with Jerry, though, was a nice memory. You know, I always liked imagining a guy standing in front ‘of me with his dick and balls hanging out. I mean, while I was doing it to myself. I’d imagine the guy standing there in front of me, just waving his cock at ‘me, and the idea would make me start tingling all over. But after that date with Jerry, when he made me jack him off and spray his come all over my tummy and boobs, I started seeing it different. The guy would be standing in front of me,” but ‘this time he’d be, jacking himself off, see, and I’d be fingering my ass, or working the vibrator in and out. And then, just about the time I’d be ready to get my own come, I’d see him straighten up and that cock would start just pumping the cream out, shooting all over my body! It was just wonderful, imagining that.