Walter Forrest - Maisie_s anal desire

"Oh, don't worry about me. I just want to be sure you get your rocks off," she said, in a martyred little voice. "Besides," she added, "what you're doing to my tits feels real good – even if I don't want you… er… even if I can't have you in my pussy."

She lay under him then with her pubes raised high and her rear end as far toward his body as she could get it. He eagerly took her up on the offer of her breasts and greedily kneaded them with both hands as he brought his pelvis down on her buttocks. For several seconds Maisie had been feeling the tantalizing sensation of his glans in the crack of her backside. Now she shuddered with pleasure as she felt him drive the knob of his throbbing dick thru the tight hole and plunge deep into the hot canal beyond.

She arched her back and exerted such force against Mel that he had to dig his heels into the sandy bottom to maintain his position.

"You getting what you need back there, lover?" she asked him, panting as she spoke. "Feel good to have your prick up my ass? Don't be bashful, go ahead and ram it to me like you would up my pussy. You won't hurt me!"

This was an understatement, to say the least. By now the girl was enjoying herself even more than Mel, and pain was the furthest thought from her mind. But she knew what most men thought of anal love and was careful to conform.

"Here it comes then, honey," he yelled to her. "If you can take this thing all the way, I'll sure as hell give it to you. You're gonna have me shooting a wad up your asshole damn fast at this rate, you hot little tease."

But Maisie wanted more. She was afraid he would ejaculate much sooner than she wanted him to. Mel had fully accepted her anus as a substitute for her genitals, and was already dangerously approaching climax.

"Oh wait, lover, don't shoot your nuts off yet," she gasped. "Hold on a minute. Please. I'm just now getting started. Just a little while longer, huh, just a while now!"

It hadn't occurred to Mel that she could reach orgasm by having sex through her rectum. Her words made him slow down some.

"That's fine," she sighed, relieved at the new pace. "That's real good, lover. Keep it going like that now for a little while, can you? Oh wow, I love it like that."

Mel had been pretty rattled when she first suggested having intercourse this way but he was getting more accustomed to it by the minute. He humped himself against Maisie's firm rear with long, steady movements that sent hot shivers through his pelvis. Every time he made a thrust, the girl was right there to meet him. She shoved her buttocks into him as though she really meant it. He could hear her breath get faster with each satisfying motion.

He got wild and accidentally jerked his organ all the way out on a backstroke. Like lightning she was wiggling her rear backwards toward him, doing her best to recapture the thing. She splashed water and flailed her arms as she sought it.

"Sorry, honey," gasped Mel. "Here it is. Let me back in there, will you?"

He didn't have to ask twice. As soon as he put the head of the organ in contact with her tender puckered orifice, she groaned and reeled backward with all her might.

"Here I am for you, lover!" she yelled. "Shove it home. It's all yours."

She grunted and he saw the sweat roll down her back even though sea water reached halfway up her ribs. Losing hold of him at such a crucial time had left her hungrier than ever and she was intent to recover every last bit of feeling as fast as possible. He rammed the stiff organ in and out, heading for ejaculation. This time she didn't ask him to hold off. It was just the opposite. She increased the speed of her thrusts and even reached backwards over her ribs so she could grab him. She didn't care what part of him she got hold of, just so long as it was part of his hard male body.

"Ummm," she moaned, "now you're going, lover. Now you're going to town on me. Oh shit, that's just what I need!"

"Hang on, honey!" he growled. "You're gonna get more of it. I'm gonna fuck the crap out of this hot little asshole of yours, you horny little bitch!"

Maisie was caught up in the exact rhythm of his motion. It felt to her like his penis was reaming out her entire guts, but she loved every second of it. Then he gave a sharp cry and pumped in furiously. She felt the hot spurts as thick wads of sperm blasted the inside of her rectum. She was terribly near release as it was – his ejaculation tripped her off and she felt a flash of wet heat stab her.

"Oh… oh God, I'm com – coming now," she yelped. "I'm really… oh I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm… ooooooooh!"

She pitched forward from the intensity and found her head underwater for a few-spluttering seconds. When she raised up, Mel was lying on the sandy bottom with his head on the beach. He had his eyes closed and a foolish grin on his face. She could see that the cool water had made his penis recede to a length of approximately two whopping inches. She looked down at her nakedness and realized that she, also, was being cooled off much quicker than normal by the low temperature of the water.

They played for a while together on the beach before it started getting dusky in the western sky. She knew very well that Mel had enjoyed himself with her even if he wasn't used to going in the back way, yet he acted funny somehow. She thought he must have believed her tale about the pill, but something was still strange about the way he acted toward her.

Oh wow, she thought to herself as she sat silently beside him on the way back home, not another guilt trip!

It had happened to her before. In the heat of loving, a man would enjoy himself to the hilt from indulging in her special kind of love. But afterwards he'd cool off and start thinking about what he'd done. And if he was narrow-minded enough about sex, or had undergone an unusually strict upbringing, he would begin to feel embarrassed about the act he had just performed. "Unnatural," he would call it. She knew the type. And it was more and more obvious to her that Mel happened to be just such a person.

The creep, she thought to herself. Thinks he's been a bad boy now, just because he's done something a little different with a chick. And of course he thinks I'm a slut because I let him do it. Ha! Wonder what he'd think if I told him getting fucked in the ass is my very favorite way. I won't say anything though – he'd probably drive right off the highway if I did.

When they reached her apartment he grunted a few times and said he'd like to see her again soon. He even had the bad taste to add that he hoped she'd "get on the pill quick". Maisie knew what was going on in his mind. He'd like to see her again, all right – if she was able to have "normal" sex with him, that is. If not…

She brusquely told him she was going to be awfully busy and hopped from his car without even letting him kiss her. On her front door was a sealed envelope. She opened it inside her apartment and found it was from her girl friend Kitty. The contents were pretty cryptic. Kitty was close enough to Maisie to be familiar with her hang-up about anal sex, but it still looked funny to see it written on paper.

"Missed you," the note read. "Call me tonight if you still groove on taking it up the ass from guys. I might have a surprise for you. Don't forget!"

The note was signed simply, "Love, Kitty."

But Maisie had an idea there wouldn't be anything simple about what was to follow. She was right.

"Don't be coy, sweety," Kitty told her that night when she phoned, "Remember, we've known each other ever since we were sophomores in high school. Just because we've been out of touch for the last few months doesn't mean I've forgotten your kinks. Now do you still dig getting it up the back alley from a guy, or not?"