Norman had finally persuaded Jenny to do him. Sure, they had experimented with anal play for some time now, and she had even inserted a couple of fingers into him once or twice. She was reluctant to do even that because it was perverted and “dirty.” But she wanted to please him, and he talked her into trying it… just this once. A week later there was a nondescript package lying on their doorstep. That on-line toyshop certainly did ship promptly. They unwrapped it together, he with eager anticipation, she apprehensively. There it was, a black harness with a chrome ring. Cocooned in bubble wrap was the payload, a realistically styled eight-inch silicone dildo. They almost overlooked the small squeeze-tube of water-based lube. It was several days before she worked up the courage to try it. They were making love, and Norm had just brought her to a second orgasm by sucking on her clit. She was oddly reluctant to be penetrated, but he was entitled to his pleasure, too. She caressed his ass with a wicked gleam and reached back into the far recesses of her underwear drawer. “Bend over the bed and relax. You wanted this, and now you’re gonna get it.” Eyes closed, and his chest sinking into the soft mattress, he felt her finger gently rubbing between the split of his buttocks, then withdrawing. Now the finger was back, and there was something cold and wet there and it was pressing into his hole, then sliding in. Now there were two fingers in him and wetness was dripping out of him and running down his left thigh. “I think you’re overdoing it with the lube, hon.” “Well, let me know when you’re ready. I wasn’t too keen on this idea in the first place, and maybe I just want to get it over with.”
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“I appreciate it, baby, believe me. Pleasuring me like this is a very loving way of caring for me.” Oddly enough, the simple act of snapping the dildo through the harness ring sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine. Why was that? She was about to do something twisted and sick. She was going to stick this silly cock-lookalike deep into his bunghole like she was a queer fucking another queer. The more she thought about how perverted it was, the more it turned her on. This is sick, so SICK. And somehow fascinating. She held on to his hips and gingerly pressed the dildo’s bulbous tip against his opening. “Does that hurt?” “No. So far, so good. Push into me slowly.” She moved her hips toward him and pressed forward slightly. His hole dimpled inward, then opened up. The dildo seemed to pop past a slight resistance, and the length of it began disappearing into him, into his body, *into his hole*. The sight of his asshole stretching and widening, then clamping down as the silicone cock slid into him made her shudder. She was doing it! SHE WAS FUCKING HIM IN THE ASS! There was a sound like crashing surf in her ears and her legs were trembling. Her pussy was spasming. She had just had her third orgasm. “Hello? Honey? You still there?” Read more
It’s a hundred dollars to use the sex machine in the public restroom. Insert a couple of fifty-dollar coins into the payment slot to remain anonymous, though of course it’s more convenient to just let the data terminal do a neural scan and auto-debit your account. A hundred bucks buys ten minutes. Upon payment approval, the mirror slides back, revealing an oval opening. Depending on the option chosen, the window gives access to either bare buttocks or an erect penis. That leaves the customer the choice of either penetrating or being penetrated. I’m pretty conventional in my preferences, so I usually choose BUTTOCKS-FEMALE, and, depending on my mood at the moment, insert my hard flesh either into the exposed pussy or asshole. Every once in a while, I get an itch deep inside my gut and touch the selector for PENIS-(LARGE). Then I give in to my deepest, darkest desires and scratch that damn itch by easing myself down on a hard cock.
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There’s also the BUTTOCKS-MALE option for those preferring to fuck male ass. I’ve indulged in that often enough, but still find little difference between the sensation of being inside a male or a female ass. Real connoisseurs, though, claim that plundering a man’s ass is the caviar of sex. Active-penetrative sex, anyway. That’s probably somewhat of an exaggeration. I stepped onto the Mu-metal platform and fed the last of my carefully hoarded spare change into the slot. I prefer the anonymity that cold, hard cash gives, and anyhow my e-bucks account has been flat lining lately. Being jobless does have its disadvantages. The auto sensing hydraulics adjusted my elevation to optimal height opposite the service window. This puts the customer’s groin (or ass) directly opposite the the opening. What would I choose this time? Well, why not? Since I was now flat broke, I might as well have caviar. I stroked the keypad and the window gave me access to a perfect ass. Read more
