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Jolly1
07-15-2006, 12:36 PM
Helen's Anal Craving
by Sexaddikt (sexaddikt@hotmail.com)

***

Thirty year old Helen has had a long-held desire for
anal sex. When, one day she meets up with an old friend
from her college days, she sees an opportunity to make
her anal fantasies come true. (MF, anal, rom)

***

Helen had recently turned thirty and reaching this age
had somewhat depressed her. She wasn't lonely as such -
she was a popular and successful teacher with plenty of
friends and a good social life. However she had never
really been happy with her sex life, and her
frustration had by now grown considerably.

She had been through several relationships, and even
one or two flings, but none had satisfied her. Part of
the problem was that, though not unattractive, she was
not physically glamorous. Her short blonde hair had
always made her rather tomboyish in appearance, and
only in recent years had she swapped her glasses for
contact lenses.

These features had always rather overshadowed the fact
that she had a very good body, and combined with her
quiet, shy personality, meant that the men with whom
she tended to become intimate were work associates. And
though they were pleasant, her work associates were
sexually rather dull.

She longed to have raw, intense sexual experiences, but
this had never seemed remotely possible with any of her
partners thus far, and she was too shy and self-
conscious to go actively seeking such things. She also
knew that most normal women would have been happy with
the sex life on offer from her previous boyfriends. But
Helen was not sure that she was "normal".

For as her adult life had developed, Helen had become
aware of a deep and dark craving within her. Though she
enjoyed regular intercourse and both giving and
receiving oral sex, she had developed a longing -
almost a need - for anal sex.

At first she had tried to dismiss it as a phase she was
going through. But then she had begun to finger her
anus in the bath and in bed, and revelled in the
sensations this produced. She had even plucked up the
courage to buy an anal vibrator, and by now she was
amazed that it still worked with the amount of usage
she had given it.

However the physical sensations of having her anus
stimulated were only part of her longing to be
"buggered" (how she loved that word!) It was the mere
idea of being possessed by a man in that way, of being
so totally debased, that really made her shiver with
delight. She had enjoyed a good, clean upbringing, yet
the very fact that she so wanted to experience such a
depraved and dirty form of sex only turned her on more.

She had eventually succumbed to temptation and ordered
some videos from Holland exclusively dedicated to anal
sex. She watched in amazement as she saw cocks sliding
deep into tight bottoms, and would masturbate furiously
and repeatedly as she imagined this happening to her.
She took to joining porn websites, though only those
with a large library dedicated to anal intercourse.

She even sought out the most extreme anal scenes. The
rougher and harder the anal sex the more she enjoyed
watching it, and she loved to hear the girls beg for it
the way she wanted to. She also longed to do what she
saw so many porn actresses do, which was to suck a cock
that had just come out of her arse.

She began to look at each man she knew in a different
way, asking herself silent questions about them. "Would
he give me anal sex if I asked him?" she would say to
herself. "Or would he be appalled by the idea?" As she
conversed with attractive men she imagined herself
whispering to them something like, "Can I be your anal
slut?" or "Would you like to fuck me hard up the arse?"
and would suddenly blush in the midst of conversation,
much to the bemusement of the men she was talking with.

However Helen's fantasy remained just that - a fantasy.
She simply didn't know how to go about turning it into
reality, yet her secret desire just wouldn't go away.

One day, Helen was checking a school reunion internet
site with which she was registered. She had never
bothered to meet up with any of her old acquaintances
from school and university, but she sometimes found it
interesting to see familiar names and faces and read
what they were getting up to. Today however she saw a
newly registered name that made her feel differently.

Shawn was a friend from her university days of about
ten years ago. In fact he was more than just a friend,
as the two has kissed many times, and Helen had even
let him fondle her breasts (usually when she had been a
little drunk!) Then a very nervous virgin, she had
never allowed him to go any further with her, and they
had lost touch soon after graduation, much to Helen's
eternal regret.

Seeing Shawn's name on the screen, she recalled more
strongly than ever their dalliances. She had always
enjoyed his flirting and persistent advances - he was a
very attractive guy - and secretly a part of her wanted
to surrender to them completely. He had always spoken
openly of being very energetic and adventurous when it
came to sex, and had made it plain that if Helen wanted
to try anything, he would gladly oblige.

If only Helen had known then what she knew now. She
knew that if she were in the same position now she
would let him fuck her. More to the point she would ask
him to fuck her up the arse, and in doing so feel very
confident that he would happily oblige.

As Helen pondered this she noticed that Shawn had
described himself as single. The thought that this was
a golden opportunity was inescapable. His email address
was right there. What had she got to lose?

Before she could talk herself out of it Helen quickly
wrote him an email, telling him a little about what
she'd done since they had last seen each other, and
asking if he would like to meet up for a drink.
Pointedly she remarked that she was single, lived
alone, and had missed him.

No sooner has she hit the 'send' button than she was
having second thoughts. What if he laughed at her, or
told her he had no interest in seeing her? Yet at the
same time she was excited, and she had trouble sleeping
that night as she imagined what might happen.

As soon as she came home from work the next day she
checked her email and her heart began to race as a
reply from Shawn hit her inbox. She opened it
breathlessly, and was relieved and thrilled to read
that he would love to meet up with her, and had
enclosed his telephone number.

His voice sounded exactly as she remembered it when she
ran she rang him. He seemed genuinely pleased to hear
from here, and Helen found herself blushing when he
began to flirt with her just like he used to. He lived
in London and she just outside the city so it was easy
for them to meet. They arranged to have a drink the
coming Saturday in a quiet pub she knew not far from
her flat.

When they met up at the pub they embraced as old
friends do. Helen found him even more attractive than
she had remembered him - more rugged and mature. They
were soon chatting away happily, Shawn as usual never
missing the opportunity to make suggestive comments
here and there, gently tapping Helen's knee with his
fingers as he did so.

They hours passed by quickly, and suddenly it was
closing time. They had both by now become very slightly
drunk, and giggled together as the bar staff urged them
to leave.

There was a brief moment of awkwardness before Helen
grasped the nettle.

"Would you like to come back to my place for a coffee?"
she asked, fully aware that when you ask a guy back to
your place for a coffee at not far off midnight he is
going to expect more than coffee.

"Sure, that sounds like, um, an interesting idea,"
replied Shawn, and his smile reassured her.

They linked arms as they walked back to Helen's flat,
and even some light rain did doing nothing to dampen
their spirits.

After giving him a brief tour of her flat Helen poured
them another couple of drinks and they sat down
together on the sofa. They began chatting away again,
but this time the conversation was quieter, gentler.

At what both knew to be the right moment they kissed,
Helen's tongue snaking into Shawn's mouth. As they
continued to kiss, Shawn gently stroked her hip.
Impatiently, Helen grabbed his hand and slid it beneath
her top up to her breasts. He cupped her right breast
in his hand and squeezed, and though their lips
remained in contact she moaned softly.

Helen was more turned on than she had been in a long
time, and she felt as though she was losing control of
herself. She pulled away the arm that was around him,
and unbuttoned her jeans. Then she grabbed the hand
that was massaging her breast and pulled it down to her
crotch, pushing it beneath the denim and against her
now very moist panties.

This time their lips did part and Shawn looked at her
quizzically. He remembered as well as she did how at
university she had repeatedly never let his hand or any
other part of him get below waist-level. Now here she
was actually pushing his hand beneath her jeans!

The look of pure lust Helen gave him told Shawn
everything he needed to know. They kissed again, even
more passionately and urgently than before, and Helen's
breathing became deeper as she felt his fingers start
to rub her soaking wet sex through the thin silk of her
panties. He then pushed aside the material with his
middle finger and gently slid it inside her, and Helen
disengaged her lips from his, tossed her head back and
groaned.

Now overcome with desire Helen withdrew his finger and
began to yank off their clothes. Shawn responded with
equal urgency after literally almost tearing off their
garments they very quickly found themselves naked. They
were now both standing, and they stopped to admire each
other's nakedness for the first time. Helen had often
wondered about the size of Shawn's endowment and she
now observed that it was slightly above medium length
but unusually thick.

Almost instinctively she dropped to her knees and took
it into her mouth, slurping and sucking greedily. He
gripped her head with both his hands as she bobbed back
and forth on his hard, thick member. Helen was now
quite literally dripping wet, so excited was she.

She finally withdrew him from her mouth, and he
reluctantly let go off her head. She rose to her feet
and dragged him to the bedroom. When they got there it
was his turn to take control, pushing her back onto the
bed, spreading her legs, and putting his face to her
hot wet pussy. His tongue slid inside her and again
Helen released a deep groan of ecstasy. He flipped
between licking inside her and letting his tongue dance
over her clitoris, a combination that sent her wild.

"Yesssssssss!" she gasped. "Don't stop!"

When he finally did stop it was because both of them
knew it was time for them to fuck. Helen remained on
her back as Shawn mounted her, sliding his cock firmly
into her sopping wet pussy.

"Ohhhhh yesss!" she hissed. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Shawn proceeded to do just that, pushing his hard cock
in and out of her with regular strokes, and raining
kisses down upon her face, neck, and shoulders as he
did so.

Helen's pleasure was immense, but even now she felt her
secret longing starting to build up within her. Even as
Shawn's cock gave her pleasure in one orifice, she
could not help but imagine it giving her a greater,
almost unimaginable pleasure in another. It was like an
itch - an itch that she needed to scratch.

Shawn somehow sensed that Helen wanted something more
than just vanilla sex, and though his cock remained
firmly inside her, he looked searchingly into her eyes,

"What do you want me to do baby?" he asked. "What do
you like?"

Helen writhed beneath him, the physical pleasure she
was feeling conflicting with the confusion in her head.

"Just tell me," breathed Shawn. "You needn't be
embarrassed. I'm unshockable."

Helen realised at that moment that if she hesitated she
would never bring herself to tell him. The only thing
to do was to just say it, not think about saying it.

She looked him straight into the eyes and said, "I want
you to give me anal sex."

For a moment his reaction was one of surprise, and she
immediately feared he would mock her, or find such an
idea disgusting. Instead his familiar grin reappeared,
along with a distinct glint in his eye.

"You're in luck baby," he murmured. "I love anal."

For a moment she thought he was just humouring her, but
the urgent look in his eyes as he repositioned himself
assured her that he was deadly serious. Her heart began
to race with breathless anticipation - something for
which she had waited so long was finally about to
happen.

"Turn over, and get on your hands and knees" he ordered
her.

Helen turned onto her front in breathless excitement.
She was about to tell him that there was lubricant in
the bedside drawer when she felt his hands part her
buttocks and his hot breath upon her. Was he really
going to do what she thought he was going to do?

Sure enough she felt his wet tongue press against her
rosebud, and she moaned in delight. He pushed his
tongue hard against her sphincter and the tip slid
inside. He withdrew slightly then pushed it back inside
harder and than before.

"Ohhh!" gasped Helen. "Oh my god!"

As he tongue-fucked her arse, holding her cheeks apart
with one hand, his other hand rose to her wet sex, and
he slid a forefinger inside her. Helen almost went
through the roof, her head sinking into the pillow with
a squeal of delight.

After exploring her anus with his tongue for several
minutes Shawn pulled his face back. His finger slipped
from her vagina and travelled upwards. He pressed the
tip against her rosebud and it now gave way easily, his
finger sliding smoothly up her tight arse, which was
now well lubricated by both his saliva and her cunt-
juice.

"Ohhh fuck, yess!" she moaned, at an almost unbearable
state of arousal as his finger jammed back and forth
inside her bottom.

Finally his finger slipped out, and Helen sighed at the
sudden emptiness she felt there. But she knew it would
not be empty for long.

She looked over her shoulder to see Shawn slowly
lowering himself down over her prone buttocks. Then she
felt his cock press against her anus. She knew that it
would enter more easily if she relaxed, but her
excitement was so intense that she simply could not
relax. He pressed harder and harder until finally her
arsehole opened up and his cockhead pushed past the
sphincter and inside. Incredible sensations flowed
through Helen's body as she felt Shawn's thick member
invade her aching back passage.

"Jesus, yesss!" was all Helen could say as Shawn
gripped her hips and pushed his cock firmly up her
slick arsehole. Helen was in heaven - the sensations of
mild pain and deep pleasure were even more intensely
wonderful than she had hoped.

When almost the entire length of his cock was inside
Shawn paused, thinking she might need a few moments to
get used to it. Helen realised this, and looked over
her shoulder to put him straight.

"Don't be gentle with me!" she moaned insistently. "I
want it hard! Fuck my arse as hard as you can!"

For a moment Shawn was a little taken aback. Was this
really the shy, tomboyish girl he had known at
university? Was it really the Helen he had known then
who was demanding that he fuck her up the arse as hard
as he could? Either he was dreaming or it was, and
Shawn was delighted to oblige. He also had not failed
to notice Helen's penchant for dirty talk, and rightly
suspected that she would appreciate some dirty talk
from him.

"You want hard up the arse do you?" he sneered. "You
want me to give you a good hard buggering?"

A thrill shot through Helen as she heard his words.
"YES!" she screamed. "YES, THAT'S WHAT I WANT! USE ME
LIKE A SLUT AND FUCK ME UP THE ARSE!"

Shawn pulled back until only the head of his cock was
inside her, grabbed her hips firmer than before, then
rammed the whole length of it hard up her rectum.

Helen screamed again, this time in total and utter
pleasure, as an orgasm hit her.

Shawn repeated the stroke, then again, and again, until
he had built up a rhythm. Soon he was pounding her
tight arse, his balls slapping hard against her against
her with each thrust.

Helen was now in the throes of such deep ecstasy that
she could barely utter a sound, bar a slight whimper
with each thrust of Shawn's cock inside her arse. Her
head swayed violently from side to side and tears
rolled down her cheeks as one orgasm after another
rippled through her body.

Sweat rolling down his body as he fucked her, Shawn
showed no signs of letting up.

"You like that, slut?" he said through clenched teeth.
"You like me ramming my cock up your shitter?"

"Yesss!" wailed Helen. "I love it! Bugger me! Bugger me
senseless!"

Thus encouraged, Shawn redoubled his efforts, one of
his hands now gripping her shoulder to give himself
more leverage. He now began to sodomize her with his
entire body weight, drilling his cock so viciously hard
up her tight backside that she was almost lifted off
the bed with each stroke.

"OHHHHHHHHHH!" yelled Helen, struggling now to retain
consciousness as her bliss reached new heights. The
physical sensations combined with her long-felt desire
to be possessed in this way were almost proving too
much for her.

Suddenly Shawn withdrew, and Helen momentarily thought
he must be about to ejaculate. But in fact all he
wanted to was change positions. He unceremoniously
flipped Helen over onto her back, pushed her legs back
against her, and positioned his cock once more against
her anus. Despite the severe fucking it had already
received, her arsehole again did not give way easily.
But again Shawn was not to be denied, and he pushed his
hard, sweaty cock against the puckered hole until it
surrendered.

"Oh my god!" moaned Helen, as she felt his cock slide
up her arse once more. He pressed down upon her,
pushing her legs flat against her so that her ankles
were against his shoulders. Her arsehole was
unbelievably tight around his cock in this position,
and he needed all his willpower to stop himself
cumming. Slowly he started to slide it back and forth
inside her.

"You still want it hard up your arse you filthy little
slut?" he grinned.

"Yes!" she said gruffly, staring up at him. "Fuck my
shitter hard! I'm a dirty little whore who loves having
the shit fucked out of her arsehole!"

Helen could hardly believe she was saying such things,
but Shawn certainly believed her as he starting pumping
his cock back and forth. He gripped the headboard of
the bed with one hand and bounced up and down on top of
her, the bedsprings creaking noisily as he pounded her
tight rectum.

Sweat pouring off of their bodies, the brutal buggering
continued relentlessly for at least a further twenty
minutes. But the wonderful slick tightness of Helen's
arsehole was proving difficult for Shawn to handle, and
he knew that his own orgasm was approaching.

"I'm gonna cum!" he gasped as he continued to ream her
arse.

Helen snapped her head back over her shoulder, anxious
for this perfect fuck to end in the perfect way. "In my
mouth!" she breathed huskily "Cum in my mouth!"

Shawn slid his now slimy cock out of Helen's reddened,
distended arsehole, and she spun round, still on her
knees. She took his cock into her mouth, revelling in
the taste of her own arse upon it, and began to bob her
head back and forth, moaning in lust.

Shawn groaned as his own orgasm hit him, and the first
wad of cum rifled into Helen's mouth. No sooner had she
eagerly swallowed the first load than a second spurted
hard against the back of her mouth. She swallowed again
and again until he was finally spent. She released his
cock from her mouth and kissed it softly before he
collapsed beside her.

They lay together, exhausted but satisfied. As they lay
in happy silence Helen felt as if she was in a dream
world. Her most sordid fantasies had finally come true,
with the promise of more to come.

After ten minutes of silence Shawn seemed to guess what
she had been thinking. "Anytime you want your arse
fucked baby," he said, "you just let me know."

Helen sighed in happiness. "Anytime?" she enquired with
a laugh. "How about morning, noon, and night every day?
Starting now...!"

THE END

cactuscock
09-30-2006, 03:56 PM
very erotic .. thank you ..

davesmistress
10-01-2006, 12:04 AM
Thanks Jolly...thanks also to you cactus for viewing it

cactuscock
10-01-2006, 01:34 PM
heheh i love to read..lol

davesmistress
12-13-2006, 12:27 AM
Bumped for your viewing pleasure....;)

blueshark
10-11-2007, 10:33 PM
Wow, That was fantastic Jolly. Actually reminded me of a woman that found me on Classmates.....dot com. Good writing too

fyre
10-23-2007, 04:42 AM
This is a great read! Paragraphs, correctly spelled words, and it's fun! I was rooting for Helen to get plugged and Shawn did such a fabulous job. Oh and anytime I say to a guy, "Hey do me in the arse!" I hardly EVER have gotten turned down! LOL
Love the phrase "buggered" and the distinctly English flavor! Thanks!

john15922
10-10-2008, 05:07 AM
why is it that people have to do "the right thing"all the time and beat around the bush, so to speak. it was great to read some thing that just got on with it by two people that were hot for each other, if only life could be so simple.any way thanks for the story and if you dont mind i will pretend it was true.
john15922

john15922
10-10-2008, 05:11 AM
[QUOTE=john15922;56662]why is it that people have to do "the right thing"all the time and beat around the bush, so to speak. it was great to read some thing that just got on with it by two people that were hot for each other, if only life could be so simple.any way thanks for the story and if you dont mind i will pretend it was true.
john15922

hope you keep getting what you need.
you do sound great and open to your thoughts and desires go for it.

JohnT
10-10-2008, 07:05 PM
Loved the story. Just wish my wife would ask for it.

hojbi
10-11-2008, 09:49 AM
A great story, and the ending was exiting.WHAU

davesmistress
10-11-2008, 10:23 PM
Welcome aboard

And thanks for reading it an posting

3for3
07-12-2009, 11:54 PM
Excellent story. Love anal.

RunningMan
07-21-2009, 12:06 AM
Excellent story Jolly!

jaguar
07-21-2009, 08:56 AM
Well done, Jolly!

graham29
08-22-2009, 10:01 AM
Helen's Anal Craving
by Sexaddikt (sexaddikt@hotmail.com)

***

Thirty year old Helen has had a long-held desire for
anal sex. When, one day she meets up with an old friend
from her college days, she sees an opportunity to make
her anal fantasies come true. (MF, anal, rom)

***

Helen had recently turned thirty and reaching this age
had somewhat depressed her. She wasn't lonely as such -
she was a popular and successful teacher with plenty of
friends and a good social life. However she had never
really been happy with her sex life, and her
frustration had by now grown considerably.

She had been through several relationships, and even
one or two flings, but none had satisfied her. Part of
the problem was that, though not unattractive, she was
not physically glamorous. Her short blonde hair had
always made her rather tomboyish in appearance, and
only in recent years had she swapped her glasses for
contact lenses.

These features had always rather overshadowed the fact
that she had a very good body, and combined with her
quiet, shy personality, meant that the men with whom
she tended to become intimate were work associates. And
though they were pleasant, her work associates were
sexually rather dull.

She longed to have raw, intense sexual experiences, but
this had never seemed remotely possible with any of her
partners thus far, and she was too shy and self-
conscious to go actively seeking such things. She also
knew that most normal women would have been happy with
the sex life on offer from her previous boyfriends. But
Helen was not sure that she was "normal".

For as her adult life had developed, Helen had become
aware of a deep and dark craving within her. Though she
enjoyed regular intercourse and both giving and
receiving oral sex, she had developed a longing -
almost a need - for anal sex.

At first she had tried to dismiss it as a phase she was
going through. But then she had begun to finger her
anus in the bath and in bed, and revelled in the
sensations this produced. She had even plucked up the
courage to buy an anal vibrator, and by now she was
amazed that it still worked with the amount of usage
she had given it.

However the physical sensations of having her anus
stimulated were only part of her longing to be
"buggered" (how she loved that word!) It was the mere
idea of being possessed by a man in that way, of being
so totally debased, that really made her shiver with
delight. She had enjoyed a good, clean upbringing, yet
the very fact that she so wanted to experience such a
depraved and dirty form of sex only turned her on more.

She had eventually succumbed to temptation and ordered
some videos from Holland exclusively dedicated to anal
sex. She watched in amazement as she saw cocks sliding
deep into tight bottoms, and would masturbate furiously
and repeatedly as she imagined this happening to her.
She took to joining porn websites, though only those
with a large library dedicated to anal intercourse.

She even sought out the most extreme anal scenes. The
rougher and harder the anal sex the more she enjoyed
watching it, and she loved to hear the girls beg for it
the way she wanted to. She also longed to do what she
saw so many porn actresses do, which was to suck a cock
that had just come out of her arse.

She began to look at each man she knew in a different
way, asking herself silent questions about them. "Would
he give me anal sex if I asked him?" she would say to
herself. "Or would he be appalled by the idea?" As she
conversed with attractive men she imagined herself
whispering to them something like, "Can I be your anal
slut?" or "Would you like to fuck me hard up the arse?"
and would suddenly blush in the midst of conversation,
much to the bemusement of the men she was talking with.

However Helen's fantasy remained just that - a fantasy.
She simply didn't know how to go about turning it into
reality, yet her secret desire just wouldn't go away.

One day, Helen was checking a school reunion internet
site with which she was registered. She had never
bothered to meet up with any of her old acquaintances
from school and university, but she sometimes found it
interesting to see familiar names and faces and read
what they were getting up to. Today however she saw a
newly registered name that made her feel differently.

Shawn was a friend from her university days of about
ten years ago. In fact he was more than just a friend,
as the two has kissed many times, and Helen had even
let him fondle her breasts (usually when she had been a
little drunk!) Then a very nervous virgin, she had
never allowed him to go any further with her, and they
had lost touch soon after graduation, much to Helen's
eternal regret.

Seeing Shawn's name on the screen, she recalled more
strongly than ever their dalliances. She had always
enjoyed his flirting and persistent advances - he was a
very attractive guy - and secretly a part of her wanted
to surrender to them completely. He had always spoken
openly of being very energetic and adventurous when it
came to sex, and had made it plain that if Helen wanted
to try anything, he would gladly oblige.

If only Helen had known then what she knew now. She
knew that if she were in the same position now she
would let him fuck her. More to the point she would ask
him to fuck her up the arse, and in doing so feel very
confident that he would happily oblige.

As Helen pondered this she noticed that Shawn had
described himself as single. The thought that this was
a golden opportunity was inescapable. His email address
was right there. What had she got to lose?

Before she could talk herself out of it Helen quickly
wrote him an email, telling him a little about what
she'd done since they had last seen each other, and
asking if he would like to meet up for a drink.
Pointedly she remarked that she was single, lived
alone, and had missed him.

No sooner has she hit the 'send' button than she was
having second thoughts. What if he laughed at her, or
told her he had no interest in seeing her? Yet at the
same time she was excited, and she had trouble sleeping
that night as she imagined what might happen.

As soon as she came home from work the next day she
checked her email and her heart began to race as a
reply from Shawn hit her inbox. She opened it
breathlessly, and was relieved and thrilled to read
that he would love to meet up with her, and had
enclosed his telephone number.

His voice sounded exactly as she remembered it when she
ran she rang him. He seemed genuinely pleased to hear
from here, and Helen found herself blushing when he
began to flirt with her just like he used to. He lived
in London and she just outside the city so it was easy
for them to meet. They arranged to have a drink the
coming Saturday in a quiet pub she knew not far from
her flat.

When they met up at the pub they embraced as old
friends do. Helen found him even more attractive than
she had remembered him - more rugged and mature. They
were soon chatting away happily, Shawn as usual never
missing the opportunity to make suggestive comments
here and there, gently tapping Helen's knee with his
fingers as he did so.

They hours passed by quickly, and suddenly it was
closing time. They had both by now become very slightly
drunk, and giggled together as the bar staff urged them
to leave.

There was a brief moment of awkwardness before Helen
grasped the nettle.

"Would you like to come back to my place for a coffee?"
she asked, fully aware that when you ask a guy back to
your place for a coffee at not far off midnight he is
going to expect more than coffee.

"Sure, that sounds like, um, an interesting idea,"
replied Shawn, and his smile reassured her.

They linked arms as they walked back to Helen's flat,
and even some light rain did doing nothing to dampen
their spirits.

After giving him a brief tour of her flat Helen poured
them another couple of drinks and they sat down
together on the sofa. They began chatting away again,
but this time the conversation was quieter, gentler.

At what both knew to be the right moment they kissed,
Helen's tongue snaking into Shawn's mouth. As they
continued to kiss, Shawn gently stroked her hip.
Impatiently, Helen grabbed his hand and slid it beneath
her top up to her breasts. He cupped her right breast
in his hand and squeezed, and though their lips
remained in contact she moaned softly.

Helen was more turned on than she had been in a long
time, and she felt as though she was losing control of
herself. She pulled away the arm that was around him,
and unbuttoned her jeans. Then she grabbed the hand
that was massaging her breast and pulled it down to her
crotch, pushing it beneath the denim and against her
now very moist panties.

This time their lips did part and Shawn looked at her
quizzically. He remembered as well as she did how at
university she had repeatedly never let his hand or any
other part of him get below waist-level. Now here she
was actually pushing his hand beneath her jeans!

The look of pure lust Helen gave him told Shawn
everything he needed to know. They kissed again, even
more passionately and urgently than before, and Helen's
breathing became deeper as she felt his fingers start
to rub her soaking wet sex through the thin silk of her
panties. He then pushed aside the material with his
middle finger and gently slid it inside her, and Helen
disengaged her lips from his, tossed her head back and
groaned.

Now overcome with desire Helen withdrew his finger and
began to yank off their clothes. Shawn responded with
equal urgency after literally almost tearing off their
garments they very quickly found themselves naked. They
were now both standing, and they stopped to admire each
other's nakedness for the first time. Helen had often
wondered about the size of Shawn's endowment and she
now observed that it was slightly above medium length
but unusually thick.

Almost instinctively she dropped to her knees and took
it into her mouth, slurping and sucking greedily. He
gripped her head with both his hands as she bobbed back
and forth on his hard, thick member. Helen was now
quite literally dripping wet, so excited was she.

She finally withdrew him from her mouth, and he
reluctantly let go off her head. She rose to her feet
and dragged him to the bedroom. When they got there it
was his turn to take control, pushing her back onto the
bed, spreading her legs, and putting his face to her
hot wet pussy. His tongue slid inside her and again
Helen released a deep groan of ecstasy. He flipped
between licking inside her and letting his tongue dance
over her clitoris, a combination that sent her wild.

"Yesssssssss!" she gasped. "Don't stop!"

When he finally did stop it was because both of them
knew it was time for them to fuck. Helen remained on
her back as Shawn mounted her, sliding his cock firmly
into her sopping wet pussy.

"Ohhhhh yesss!" she hissed. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Shawn proceeded to do just that, pushing his hard cock
in and out of her with regular strokes, and raining
kisses down upon her face, neck, and shoulders as he
did so.

Helen's pleasure was immense, but even now she felt her
secret longing starting to build up within her. Even as
Shawn's cock gave her pleasure in one orifice, she
could not help but imagine it giving her a greater,
almost unimaginable pleasure in another. It was like an
itch - an itch that she needed to scratch.

Shawn somehow sensed that Helen wanted something more
than just vanilla sex, and though his cock remained
firmly inside her, he looked searchingly into her eyes,

"What do you want me to do baby?" he asked. "What do
you like?"

Helen writhed beneath him, the physical pleasure she
was feeling conflicting with the confusion in her head.

"Just tell me," breathed Shawn. "You needn't be
embarrassed. I'm unshockable."

Helen realised at that moment that if she hesitated she
would never bring herself to tell him. The only thing
to do was to just say it, not think about saying it.

She looked him straight into the eyes and said, "I want
you to give me anal sex."

For a moment his reaction was one of surprise, and she
immediately feared he would mock her, or find such an
idea disgusting. Instead his familiar grin reappeared,
along with a distinct glint in his eye.

"You're in luck baby," he murmured. "I love anal."

For a moment she thought he was just humouring her, but
the urgent look in his eyes as he repositioned himself
assured her that he was deadly serious. Her heart began
to race with breathless anticipation - something for
which she had waited so long was finally about to
happen.

"Turn over, and get on your hands and knees" he ordered
her.

Helen turned onto her front in breathless excitement.
She was about to tell him that there was lubricant in
the bedside drawer when she felt his hands part her
buttocks and his hot breath upon her. Was he really
going to do what she thought he was going to do?

Sure enough she felt his wet tongue press against her
rosebud, and she moaned in delight. He pushed his
tongue hard against her sphincter and the tip slid
inside. He withdrew slightly then pushed it back inside
harder and than before.

"Ohhh!" gasped Helen. "Oh my god!"

As he tongue-fucked her arse, holding her cheeks apart
with one hand, his other hand rose to her wet sex, and
he slid a forefinger inside her. Helen almost went
through the roof, her head sinking into the pillow with
a squeal of delight.

After exploring her anus with his tongue for several
minutes Shawn pulled his face back. His finger slipped
from her vagina and travelled upwards. He pressed the
tip against her rosebud and it now gave way easily, his
finger sliding smoothly up her tight arse, which was
now well lubricated by both his saliva and her cunt-
juice.

"Ohhh fuck, yess!" she moaned, at an almost unbearable
state of arousal as his finger jammed back and forth
inside her bottom.

Finally his finger slipped out, and Helen sighed at the
sudden emptiness she felt there. But she knew it would
not be empty for long.

She looked over her shoulder to see Shawn slowly
lowering himself down over her prone buttocks. Then she
felt his cock press against her anus. She knew that it
would enter more easily if she relaxed, but her
excitement was so intense that she simply could not
relax. He pressed harder and harder until finally her
arsehole opened up and his cockhead pushed past the
sphincter and inside. Incredible sensations flowed
through Helen's body as she felt Shawn's thick member
invade her aching back passage.

"Jesus, yesss!" was all Helen could say as Shawn
gripped her hips and pushed his cock firmly up her
slick arsehole. Helen was in heaven - the sensations of
mild pain and deep pleasure were even more intensely
wonderful than she had hoped.

When almost the entire length of his cock was inside
Shawn paused, thinking she might need a few moments to
get used to it. Helen realised this, and looked over
her shoulder to put him straight.

"Don't be gentle with me!" she moaned insistently. "I
want it hard! Fuck my arse as hard as you can!"

For a moment Shawn was a little taken aback. Was this
really the shy, tomboyish girl he had known at
university? Was it really the Helen he had known then
who was demanding that he fuck her up the arse as hard
as he could? Either he was dreaming or it was, and
Shawn was delighted to oblige. He also had not failed
to notice Helen's penchant for dirty talk, and rightly
suspected that she would appreciate some dirty talk
from him.

"You want hard up the arse do you?" he sneered. "You
want me to give you a good hard buggering?"

A thrill shot through Helen as she heard his words.
"YES!" she screamed. "YES, THAT'S WHAT I WANT! USE ME
LIKE A SLUT AND FUCK ME UP THE ARSE!"

Shawn pulled back until only the head of his cock was
inside her, grabbed her hips firmer than before, then
rammed the whole length of it hard up her rectum.

Helen screamed again, this time in total and utter
pleasure, as an orgasm hit her.

Shawn repeated the stroke, then again, and again, until
he had built up a rhythm. Soon he was pounding her
tight arse, his balls slapping hard against her against
her with each thrust.

Helen was now in the throes of such deep ecstasy that
she could barely utter a sound, bar a slight whimper
with each thrust of Shawn's cock inside her arse. Her
head swayed violently from side to side and tears
rolled down her cheeks as one orgasm after another
rippled through her body.

Sweat rolling down his body as he fucked her, Shawn
showed no signs of letting up.

"You like that, slut?" he said through clenched teeth.
"You like me ramming my cock up your shitter?"

"Yesss!" wailed Helen. "I love it! Bugger me! Bugger me
senseless!"

Thus encouraged, Shawn redoubled his efforts, one of
his hands now gripping her shoulder to give himself
more leverage. He now began to sodomize her with his
entire body weight, drilling his cock so viciously hard
up her tight backside that she was almost lifted off
the bed with each stroke.

"OHHHHHHHHHH!" yelled Helen, struggling now to retain
consciousness as her bliss reached new heights. The
physical sensations combined with her long-felt desire
to be possessed in this way were almost proving too
much for her.

Suddenly Shawn withdrew, and Helen momentarily thought
he must be about to ejaculate. But in fact all he
wanted to was change positions. He unceremoniously
flipped Helen over onto her back, pushed her legs back
against her, and positioned his cock once more against
her anus. Despite the severe fucking it had already
received, her arsehole again did not give way easily.
But again Shawn was not to be denied, and he pushed his
hard, sweaty cock against the puckered hole until it
surrendered.

"Oh my god!" moaned Helen, as she felt his cock slide
up her arse once more. He pressed down upon her,
pushing her legs flat against her so that her ankles
were against his shoulders. Her arsehole was
unbelievably tight around his cock in this position,
and he needed all his willpower to stop himself
cumming. Slowly he started to slide it back and forth
inside her.

"You still want it hard up your arse you filthy little
slut?" he grinned.

"Yes!" she said gruffly, staring up at him. "Fuck my
shitter hard! I'm a dirty little whore who loves having
the shit fucked out of her arsehole!"

Helen could hardly believe she was saying such things,
but Shawn certainly believed her as he starting pumping
his cock back and forth. He gripped the headboard of
the bed with one hand and bounced up and down on top of
her, the bedsprings creaking noisily as he pounded her
tight rectum.

Sweat pouring off of their bodies, the brutal buggering
continued relentlessly for at least a further twenty
minutes. But the wonderful slick tightness of Helen's
arsehole was proving difficult for Shawn to handle, and
he knew that his own orgasm was approaching.

"I'm gonna cum!" he gasped as he continued to ream her
arse.

Helen snapped her head back over her shoulder, anxious
for this perfect fuck to end in the perfect way. "In my
mouth!" she breathed huskily "Cum in my mouth!"

Shawn slid his now slimy cock out of Helen's reddened,
distended arsehole, and she spun round, still on her
knees. She took his cock into her mouth, revelling in
the taste of her own arse upon it, and began to bob her
head back and forth, moaning in lust.

Shawn groaned as his own orgasm hit him, and the first
wad of cum rifled into Helen's mouth. No sooner had she
eagerly swallowed the first load than a second spurted
hard against the back of her mouth. She swallowed again
and again until he was finally spent. She released his
cock from her mouth and kissed it softly before he
collapsed beside her.

They lay together, exhausted but satisfied. As they lay
in happy silence Helen felt as if she was in a dream
world. Her most sordid fantasies had finally come true,
with the promise of more to come.

After ten minutes of silence Shawn seemed to guess what
she had been thinking. "Anytime you want your arse
fucked baby," he said, "you just let me know."

Helen sighed in happiness. "Anytime?" she enquired with
a laugh. "How about morning, noon, and night every day?
Starting now...!"

THE END

Wow that made my arse tingle! Thanks;hubba:sgnty

mrs babyisblue
08-23-2009, 04:44 AM
very good

jwtac253
09-02-2009, 10:59 PM
I wish my wife would let me! I've fingered her while eating her out...only when she's really going wild will she let me.

mastdhamaal
11-19-2009, 07:27 AM
Really juicy stuff.

blkpoet
01-04-2010, 12:37 AM
Wonderful story...keep up the good work.........

ennaheun
03-05-2011, 09:41 AM
oh.... my first anal story... great