9 comments/ 75405 views/ 10 favorites Anal Annie By: RedHairedandFriendly There are all kinds of customers that enter Busty Bab's House of Pleasure. There are the married couples that are looking for something to "spice up" their marriage, the eighteen year old seniors that think their going to "get some" on Prom Night, and there are the dating couples that are so close to getting married they practically live together and then there is Annie. She's single, bright, beautiful, but she has a fetish, one that only Roger Dakar and I can tell you about. This is Annie's Story. . . others will follow, but for now, let me tell you about Annie. Anal Annie. . . Roger Dakar looked out his window and watched the young beauty walk up the sidewalk toward the front door of his wife's business. He liked living across the street from Bab's place. He had been ease dropping on customers for years, watching them come and go, always wondering what was in the little paper sacks Bab used for their purchases. Now, the video equipment that his wife set up a few weeks ago added to his pleasure. She wired the building so that the security feed not only fed into her office in the back of her small Adult shop, but it also fed into their home office. They often watched it when she wasn't working behind the counter and someone else was. He slipped out of his recliner and made his way to the office. He flicked on the screen, sipped his coffee and took a seat in one of the office chairs near Bab's desk. His eyes lit up at the scene playing out before him. Annie Swanson opened the door to the Porn shop and walked in. Her fingers were sweaty, they always were when she came here. She had limited funds to her name, but this was one place where she loved coming. Her small hand lifted and she waved to the young girl behind the counter. "Where's Babs?" she asked. Jennifer looked up and sighed, "Some small business owners convention or something like that, somewhere up State. I'm covering for her." "Oh okay, I'm just gonna look around." "Whatever," Jennifer said, popping her gum and going back to her comic book. Jennifer wasn't to concerned, Annie rarely bought anything, unless it was small and cheap, which there wasn't a whole lot at Bab's that was cheap. Annie sighed and began her walk around the shop. Her fingers slipped over the toys, noting their instructions and how much pleasure they were supposed to give a person. Her eyes lit up when she saw the Ben Wan Balls and she held the package for several minutes. She could afford them right now, but she also hadn't paid her bills for that week. Usually she paid her bills, then bought herself something special. She'd experienced the Balls before, months ago when she was still seeing her boyfriend, but that relationship fizzled out when she dumped him and he took all their toys with him. He was a loser though; she tossed him out after he refused to help with their apartment expenses. He was out the door that night and she'd been free ever since. Her feet dragged onward as she touched dildos, vibrators, and plugs. Her hands lifted bottles of lube, read about how they could warm a person, or give the sensation of coolness. She hadn't gotten to play that much with her former lover, but she could imagine him now, slipping in behind her and inserting his hard cock into her lubed ass. The more she thought about it the more she wanted it to happen again. Her panties were slick with her juices and she trailed her fingers along the firm cocks that were protected behind hard plastic packaging. Suddenly, the sound of the backdoor, of the shop opening caused Annie to jump and she saw a man in a uniform come in with a box. She watched him from behind one of the aisles, knowing he hadn't noticed her. Her eyes continued to gaze upon him, noting his handsome features and his lovely tight ass hidden beneath brown shorts. "Nice," she thought to herself. "Hey, you wanna sign for these," the man asked Jennifer, still immersed in her comic book. Jennifer sighed, rolled her eyes and put her comic book away for the time being. Annie watched her sign the clipboard and then open the package. "Cool," Jennifer said. She waved goodbye to the man as she pulled out the first of many blown glass phallic dildos. Annie watched her lay out several before slipping to the back office for what Annie assumed was the key to the glass cabinet that Babs kept the phalluses in. Roger Dakar watched in surprise as the young woman left her "hiding" place in the aisle and walked to the counter. He'd seen her tuck herself into the aisle and admire the UPS Driver, but he was now watching her slim fingers wrap around one of the new phalluses and slip out the door of Bab's. He immediately was out of his seat and heading to his wife's business. The phalluses weren't cheap and he wasn't about to let the little shoplifter get away with her new toy. "Hey," he shouted to Annie and saw her stop. His eyes darting right then left, before crossing the street. He reached her side and grabbed her arm just as she reached the corner of the street. Annie recognized Bab's husband as soon as she saw him on the other side of the street. Her pulse raced, but she took several breaths, after all he hadn't been in the store, he had no clue what she'd done. She looked back at the shop and knew that Jennifer might figure it out even though she hadn't gotten all the phalluses out of the box. So, Annie pretended not to hear Mr. Dakar and continued walking away. Unfortunately he reached her side and was now holding her arm in a vise like grip. "What?" she asked her voice full of both annoyance and fear. The phallus lay tucked inside her waist band, hidden behind under her sweater. "I saw you," Roger growled into her ear. He pulled her toward the store, dragging her along. He heard her gasp in outrage and disbelief. "Saw me what?" she asked. Eventually Annie pulled back on her arm and forced Roger to stop. "What are you talking about? Let me go," she hissed and jerked on her arm, trying to free herself. Her pulse was racing as she thought of how in the world Mr. Dakar could have seen her take the phallus. "Come on. I'll show you how I know," he told her. His anger rising. He didn't see the phallus on her, but he knew she had it. Sure, she could have dropped it between the time he saw her slip out the door and he left the office, but he knew she hadn't. Her body language just reeked of thief. Roger pulled her along, checked traffic and hauled her to his porch. "Get in there," he told her after opening the front door. Annie hissed her displeasure, but went inside the Dakar home. "I don't know what your talking about and when Bab gets back I'm telling her what your doing. I'm a popular customer," the lie rolled off her tongue. She was a popular browser. She watched Roger roll his eyes and she glared at him. Nevertheless, she followed him when he order her to. Her horror was apparent the minute he walked her behind a large cherry finished desk. There on the small monitor was a colored screen of the store across the street. She watched Jennifer place glass phalluses from the box into the cabinet. She wondered if the girl knew one was missing. "Fuck," she muttered under her breath. "Where is it?" Roger asked. His eyes moving over Annie's body. He saw her large breasts covered by the loose sweater and when she moved to walk away from him he saw the deformity that was poking from her stomach. He smirked, grabbed her wrists and hauled her against him. "Never mind. I see you've grown hard just with the thought of being in the same room with a real cock." He pressed himself against her. Annie's face blushed as she felt the glass toy between them. There was no denying what he had felt or witnessed on the screen. Her shoulders slumped and she sighed. "I'm sorry. I'll take it back." Roger let her go and then thought for a moment, Annie had been coming to the shop for a long time and he knew she was a good kid and she just acted impulsively. "Annie, wait." Annie stopped and looked back, her fingers were easing the long toy out of the waist band of her jeans and Roger's eyes noticed how well her hand wrapped around the multi-colored tool she'd stolen. Annie saw his eyes and smirked. "You know," she said, a hint of mischief in her voice, "I could just give it to you and let you take it back." She slipped the toy back into her pants and then out again. She did this several times, Roger not once asking for the phallus or for her to stop. His eyes moved over the glass and her fingers, then he slipped his gaze to her breasts and saw her nipples hardening. Roger's cock reacted and he pulled out the chair from the desk and sat down. "I could do that for you or. . .you could keep the toy and work off the cost." The smile that rose from Annie's lips was genuine. She eased the beautiful piece of art from her slacks and then walked over to Roger's desk. Her eyes moved over his hard cock and she smirked. "How much would this one cost?" she asked. "They weren't priced yet." Roger took the toy and pulled Annie into his lap. "Sit here and I'll see if I can't find that out for you." Roger turned his chair toward the desk, Annie's nice round ass pressed against his ever-increasing sex. One hand clicked the computer mouse, the other ran the head of the toy up and down Annie's crotch. Annie moaned and opened her legs further. Her fingers lay on her lap and her head rested back on Roger's shoulder. It wasn't long before Roger's eyes moved from the computer screen to the glass object of Annie's desire. "Stand up sweetie," he told her. She did and waited for him to tell her what he wanted her to do. Roger scooted his chair back and ran his palms over her ass, squeezing the round cheeks. His hand reached down and he pulled open the bottom drawer. He found what he wanted and wrapped his fingers around the plastic tube of K-Y. Annie saw him from the corner of her eye and her mouth formed an "O" and she purred with excitement. Roger chuckled. "I think you'll enjoy working this off," he said while scooting his chair back behind her. He placed the toy and the lube on the desk and slipped his hand to her waist. His fingers slipped over the warm skin under her sweater as he searched for the button of her jeans. He found and then opened it. Annie bit her lip as more of her sweet juices spilled onto her panties and soaked into the denim of her jeans. She knew how moist her cunt was and she knew the juices were becoming more spread and in time would slip along the opening of her ass. She looked forward to "working off" her debt. "Very nice Annie," he whispered as he slowly peeled her jeans down her tight cheeks. He placed a kiss on each one, nipping her flesh at the same time. Annie giggled and pressed her buttocks closer to his eager mouth. Her hands pushed papers away until there was ample space for her to rest her arms and breasts on. Roger continued to pull her jeans down and then made fast work of her honey-coated panties. "Smell that? You smell how much you want this?" he asked. "Mmm," she moaned quietly. "Yes, Mr. Dakar, I can smell it." Roger ran his fingers from her cunt to her ass, juice slipped along the warm seam of her flesh and he forced it further up and coating her puckered entrance. His face moved in and his tongue reached out and licked at the tight entrance. He flicked around the edge and cleaned her honey before slipping more up and over the welcoming cavern. Annie groaned and ached for more attention. "Oh God, that felt great." He chuckled and stood up. Roger leaned over and whispered into her ear, "The taste was divine." She giggled again and turned her head to his. Their lips met and she licked at the flavors of herself and Roger's mouth. When the heated cleaning was over, Roger stepped back and pulled his jeans and boxers down to hang at his knees. He sat back in his seat and grabbed the toy. His cock wanted in her tight box, but he wanted her to enjoy your stolen property first. Annie eyes grew wide when the well lubed phallus moved into her sweet hole. Her body slumped over the desk as she relaxed and settled back into the welcoming invasion. "Ohhh... yeah." Roger's cock jerked against his stomach as he watched the head of the toy slide into the girl's opening. He noticed the shape of the toy she'd taken and he found his own enjoyment heightened as he slowly pushed it into her. The toy was one of Bab's more unique designs that she ordered. Its rainbow color was complimented by the curves that this particular piece of glass had been shaped into. The head resembled a well formed cock, but then went narrow. The artist had then created another cock head, smaller then the last. This pattern continued two more times until the base was formed. At the base were two round balls that Roger now had a hold on as he pushed in the final head. Annie ass begged for each head as Roger worked them in and out of her sweetness. Her fingers curled against the desk. Her nipples pressed against her bra and the friction of her humping the furniture forced them to itch against the fabric. "Ohhh... ohhh fuck yes! Harder Mr. Daker. Pound my ass harder." Roger's cock was spilling pre cum out of the swollen head. He grabbed her pussy with his hand gathered her honey and spread it over his dick while he increased the pressure and the speed of his dildo fucking. "Annie... damn baby your on fire." He stroked his rod, while pumping into her. Each head was pulled out and impaled again. Annie bit her lip as she felt the rolling of one head, the easing of the narrowed glass and then the welcomed stab of another head. Each movement brought a lathering of her juices and as her own movements encouraged more she knew she'd be coming soon. "You baby. You. . ." she muttered through giant gulps of air. Roger removed the cock and looked at the glistening whole. It lay open and ready for another invasion. This time it didn't get the glass toy, but instead his rock hard cock as he stood up and grabbed Annie's hips. He took her hard and fast, the impalement of his dick plunging into her forced a scream from Annie's pink lips. "OHH. . .GOD!" Annie's eyes rolled as she took every inch of his cock. She hadn't seen his dick and wasn't expected the massive rod that was fucking her hard and fast. Her thoughts centered on relaxing again and in a few seconds Annie was back to pleading and begging for more. The tight hole was heaven as far as Roger was concerned. He dragged her ass up and down and continued taking her close to the edge of release and then back again. Eventually he knew he was going to come and he pulled her back to him one last time and fucked her with a forced that rammed her to the base of his shaft. He shouted his release, telling her he was coming and Annie cried out in joy. "YES! OH, FUCK! YES!" Her climax was an eruption of come and as he filled her hole she covered the edge of his wife's desk with her juice. She shuddered as she milked him and her body orgasmed several more times until she felt him easing out of her. Roger fell back in his chair and swatted at the little round cheeks. "Couple more times and you'll be paid up." "Well. . .I'll be back around in a couple of days Mr. Dakar," Annie said, while she bent down and grabbed her panties and jeans from around his ankles. She zipped up and buttoned her slacks then looked at her toy. "Can I take it with me?" she asked. Roger thought for a moment. He had the video tape of her stealing as insurance, so he handed her the slippery glass. "You gonna steal from us again?" he asked. "Will you keep fucking me with that monster if I don't?" she asked, biting her lip and looking at his softened cock. He chuckled. "I'll do whatever I can to keep the young minds of our youth from going to jail." Annie smiled. "Then I'll not steal from you again, Mr. Dakar." "I'll see you in a couple days Annie," he said with a grin and a swat to her jean-clad ass. He watched her leave and grabbed some wet wipes from the drawer where he returned the K-Y too. After he cleaned himself off, repaired his state of dress and wiped off Bab's desk, he flicked on the monitor to the video surveillance equipment at the shop. He smiled as he watched Mayor Adams and his Secretary Julia walk into the store. "Hmmm. . .wonder what toy their buying for the Misses?" he thought to himself. Anal Annie This story is fiction and has no real truth. * I have been married for about three years. My wife Annie and I dated for four years before our marriage so we have been together for seven years. Annie is a beautiful 5'6" 135 Lb. brunette with 36 D tits. She has dark brown eyes and a great ass that can be grabbed 24/7. I am 6'1, 200 Lbs with short dark hair and dark eyes. I have about a 6.5 inch dick that is pretty thick. During our first four years, our sex life was awesome. We'd fuck every chance we could get. We did anything and everything. She gave me road head all the time. We'd fuck at social gatherings such as her cousins wedding. We were hot, nasty and taboo. Anal sex was a regular part of our routine. Once we got married, something changed. All of a sudden, there needed to be more justification for sex. Sex became mundane and boring with Annie. She went from giving me head daily to maybe three times a year. Anal sex stopped as she decided it made her feel dirty and disrespected. While I never wanted to disrespect her, I could not believe that we went from doing anal almost daily to never. The last major change was where we had sex. We used to do it anywhere and everywhere. Once on a road trip from DC to Disney World, we stopped at a gas station and fucked in the bathroom. Annie's cousins wedding was so boring, we snuck into the bridal suite and fucked during the "party". One night I got out of work early and rather then let Annie know I was on my way home, I decided to just surprise her. I picked up some flowers, some chocolates and a bottle of champagne hoping to romance Annie. I arrived home to a dark house. I guessed Annie may have been sleeping since the house was dark and she did not yell hello to me. I slowly walked up the stairs and began to hear some noises that I did not like hearing. The sound of a bed bouncing and some heavy panting sent me into a rage. My wife's moans were echoed by the moans of another man. It hit me that Annie was cheating on me. My home office is located just across the hall way from our bedroom. I have a baseball bat on display in the office and I went to go grab it so I could hit the bastard who was fucking my wife. I then heard Annie moan, "I want you stick that hard cock in my tight ass". As I heard this and I heard my wife make the moans I am accustomed to hearing as her o-ring was stretched and a hard cock penetrated deep into her asshole. I realized I was not pissed at the guy she was fucking but I was pissed at her. Our marriage was over as I had no desire to stay married to a lying, deceitful bitch. So I sat in my office and watched as my wife's lover pounded her ass doggy style in a mirror. I watched as this guy's hips pumped back and fourth as his cock went in and out of my wife's asshole. He grunted and moaned at how tight her ass was and how he was close to cumming. "Shoot your load deep in my ass baby!" Annie shouted. In the mirror this guy picked up his pace and pumped Annie harder and then grunted and slammed into her. He moaned out loud that was cumming and Annie, groaned a loud, "Oh yeahhhhhhhhh." Annie collapsed to her stomach as the guy fell on top of her. I am sure his cock was still buried in her ass. I always told Annie I loved seeing her asshole gaping wide and then seeing her ass spit cum out of it and she told her lover to look at her gaping ass. Through the mirror, I saw Annie turn around and begin to clean this guy's dick off with her mouth. Annie has not done an ass to mouth with me in years. Annie then stated, "You better get dressed and get out of here. The fucker will be home shortly." Not wanting to be discovered, I slipped out of my office and snuck outside of the house. I simply stayed in my car and waited about ten minutes when Annie's lover walked out of my front door. I watched him get into his car and drive off. I decided to follow him home to see where he lives and he lived only three minutes from my house. Leaving his car in his driveway, he walked up to his house and was greeted by a beautiful brunette. They kissed and he went inside with the brunette. Having used to work for AAA, I went up to Annie's lover's car and jimmied the door open. In the glove compartment, I found his registration card and it was registered to a Rob and Tricia. I matched the address to where we were and sure enough this was Rob's house. As I closed the door to Rob's car I took my key and keyed his car in three or four places. How dare this married fucker come into my house and fuck my wife. He is lucky I did not kick his ass and all I did was key his car. I drove home and went inside to my darling wife Annie who of course was asleep. I still brought in the flowers, chocolates and champagne and tried to get some action. Not that I wanted to fuck her, but because I wanted to see her reaction. She thanked me for the romantic gesture, but said she was on her period and was not in the mood. PAYBACK Over the next few weeks, I watched Annie and Rob almost 24/7. I even hired a private investigator to tail them, take pictures and video of them. After two weeks of surveillance and a bill of $14,000 I had more then enough information that proved Rob and Annie were having an affair. If the pictures didn't prove it, the camera the PI installed in the bedroom sure did. Rob and Annie fucked everyday. Annie constantly was taking it in the ass, getting facials and doing everything, she told me for the last few years she no longer wanted to do because she was too old at 26. My PI also confirmed that there was no way Tricia knew that her husband was having an affair. So I decided to approach Tricia with my information. I watched Rob leave for work and then I knocked on the door. Fearing I was a solicitor, Tricia said she was not interested and was closing the door when I yelled, "Rob is cheating on you." After denying things for a few moments, Tricia invited me in and I explained her everything that was happening. I also explained to her that I wanted to pay each of them back one at a time. I told Tricia my plan, surprisingly she agreed to it. I did tell her that I wanted to get even with Annie first. This worked out well because I was suppose to take Annie out for dinner that evening and Tricia told me Rob would be out of town that night on a one day business trip. Tricia and I firmed up our plans and I gave her a key to my house. I gave Annie a beautiful bouquet of flowers before taking her to her favorite restaurant. We had a nice meal, had some wine, flirted a bit and generally had a good time. Towards the end of dinner, I got very affectionate and flirty with Annie. She seemed interested in playing so I guess she realized that she had to give me my monthly sex quota. On the way home as she flirted I mentioned that I really wanted to fuck her in the ass and it had been so long. Annie got a little miffed and stated that I would ruin the night by bringing it up. I nicely just asked how come we used to do it all the time and now we never do. She simply stated she did not enjoy it; it hurt and was not pleasurable for her. I told her that was fine and we finished our drive home. As we came into the house I immediately began to grope and kiss Annie. It did not take long before we were naked in our bedroom and about to fuck when I rolled Annie onto her hands and knees, I quickly grabbed handcuffs that I had placed under my pillow and hand cuffed Annie's hands behind her back. So now she was on her knees with her head on the bed and her ass up in the sky. "You are nothing but a no good bitch!" I yelled. As I yelled this I slapped Annie's ass as hard as I possibly could. She screamed in pain and I simply reached back and slapped her other ass cheek just as hard. She yelled again and asked what the fuck I was doing. At this point, Tricia emerged from the closet holding a black leather belt. Annie seemed stunned. "What are you doing here?" Annie asked. It was as if Annie knew exactly who Tricia was, only did not understand why she was here. Clearly, Annie had been to Tricia's house to fuck Rob. Tricia simply smiled reached back and slapped Annie right across the face as hard as she could, causing Annie to begin crying. Tricia handed me a leather belt and I proceeded to use the belt to whip Annie's ass five times causing her two ass cheeks to be bright red. At this point I walked in front of Annie, grabbed her face, squeezed it and made dead eye contact. "Annie, you unfaithful bitch, I know you have been fucking this woman's husband for the last few weeks. Now you are going to get payback and learn how it feels to be betrayed. At this point Tricia was standing next to me, so we were both right in front of Annie. Tricia turned around and bent over putting her ass right in Annie's face. "Annie, you are going to kiss Tricia's ass until I tell you to stop," I stated. Annie started to argue, so I grabbed her by the neck and pushed her forward into Tricia's ass. Annie's nose and mouth were literally in Tricia's asshole. Out of nowhere Tricia yelled, "You better stick that tongue of yours up my ass you lousy slut." Annie was trying to break free and I just pushed her face deeper into Tricia's ass. "Lick my ass you bitch....mmmmm yeah that's it. Oooooh, her tongue is inside my asshole," Tricia moaned. I pulled Annie's face out of Tricia's ass and Annie looked at me all upset and begged me to stop and not make her do it any more. So naturally I shoved Annie's face back into Tricia's ass and told her to keep French kissing it until I told her to stop. Tricia said that there was no tongue in her butt so I took the leather belt and whacked Annie's ass again. Tricia began to give a play by play of Annie's tongue job. "Her tongue is deep in my asshole. It feels so good, and knowing she tastes my shit is just making me hornier." It was easy to tell that Tricia enjoyed getting her asshole eaten. I was now pretty worked up and hard as a rock. But I had a dilemma. Where should I bury my cock, in Annie or in Tricia? It did not take me long to decide. Since Annie was telling me she did not like anal sex, yet I heard her beg Rob to cum in her ass, I decided that Annie's ass would again be mine. Keep in mind at the moment, my wife was naked, handcuffed in a doggy style position and her ass was high in the sky. Also keep in mind, Tricia was bent over in front of Annie and Annie's face was in Tricia's ass. As I lubed my cock up, I could hear Tricia continue to tell Annie to keep kissing her ass and to keep licking her butt hole. With my prick all lubed, I scooted behind Annie's ass, lined up the head of my cock with her pink starfish and simply began to push my cock in to her butt. I met some serious resistance at first. Annie was very tense and not relaxed. She pulled her face out of Tricia's ass, looked back over her shoulder at me and shouted, "Please stop!" Just as Annie shouted no, her sphincter finally gave in and began to expand so as to let my thick hard dick inside. As I pushed it in her ass, it really turned me on seeing my cock split her ass in half. Seeing my thick dick inside her asshole was so sexy. Her ass was very tight. It felt so good to have my dick in her butt. It was so tight, so rigid and so nasty. I liked knowing she was helplessly handcuffed. Annie interrupted my thoughts and looked over her shoulder and begged me to stop fucking her ass. With my dick entirely insider her ass, I took one hand and slapped that no good cheating bitch across the face and said, "Shut up you slut. Your ass belongs to me and I will do what I want." Tricia then grabbed Annie's face and told her that she was in for a treat. Tricia explained she was going to scoot under Annie and work out her clit and pussy as I fucked her ass. In the mean time, she told Annie she had better lick her ass and her pussy good or else Annie's face would get slapped repeatedly by Tricia. With that Tricia slid under Annie and these two hot women were now in a 69 position. Tricia so nicely licked my balls before she began to go to work on Annie's clit. Annie, to her credit began doing a masterful tongue job on Tricia and Tricia squirted all over the place quickly with an incredible orgasm. As Tricia came I felt Annie's butt get very tense and Annie soon exploded with her own orgasm. This only made me fuck Annie ass harder and as Tricia continued to work Annie's pussy, she also would bite her clit. Not hard, but just hard enough for Annie to be confused whether she was in pain or ecstasy. Meanwhile as I pounded Annie's ass harder, I felt the need to put one hand around her neck and choke her. Not choke her until she suffocated, but enough to increase her sexual pleasure. As my balls bounced off Annie's clit, they graved Tricia's forehead, I realized I wanted to fuck Tricia in the ass as well. I pulled out of Annie's ass and walked in front of the bed. I lifted Annie's face out Tricia's pussy and shoved my filthy cock down Annie's throat as hard as I could. I made her skull fuck my cock and taste her nasty ass and made her gag on my dick. Saliva dripped out of my wife's mouth and as she looked up at me with pity in her eyes, I simply spit in her face. I then used my wife's saliva to relube my cock and stuck my dick right in Tricia's ass. It took a couple of seconds, but Tricia clearly does anal regularly as her ass expanded pretty quick. With Tricia lying under my wife, her legs were up in the air and my wife's face was in her pussy and I was now fucking her ass. I stared out slow but then picked my pace up. I was very sexy to see Tricia's ass really expand. She was the ultimate gaper. Meanwhile my wife began to convulse into another orgasm and as she came she lifted her face off of Tricia's pussy. I took this chance to pull out of Tricia's ass and gag my wife with my cock now making her taste Tricia's butt juice and my wife continued to cum harder. I pulled out of Annie's mouth and went back into Tricia's ass. I knew I was very close to cumming, but I wanted Tricia's ass for a few more strokes. Feeling the cum build up in my balls I had to stop. I pulled out of Tricia and proceeded to grab my wife by the hair and pull her up to her feet by her hair. I then pushed the bitch back on to the bed, and spun her around so her head was now hanging off the bed. I stuck my cock into her mouth and tried to choke her with it. She gagged and coughed. I pulled out and told her to lick my balls. She obeyed. As this was going on, Tricia was continuing to eat my wife's pussy. We slid Annie so she was on the bed at which point I straddled her face and ordered her to lick my ass. Tricia meanwhile was nibbling Annie's clit and had four fingers in Annie's ass Annie exploded into another orgasm and stuck her tongue deeper in my butt as a result. This led to me almost losing it...I hopped up, pulled Annie by her hair to the floor, got her on her knees and proceeded to shoot a massive load of hot cum all over her face an some of course hit her tits. Her face was fully covered in my spunk; she looked like a glazed donut. Annie was exhausted. Tricia and I had much more to our plan. Tricia yanked Annie up by the hair and we dragged her into the closet. Our closet was old and had wood beams in the ceiling. We uncuffed Annie's left hand made her stand on a chair. We then lifted her arms up and re-hand cuffed her. This time the chain connecting the two hand cuffs was placed over one of the ceilings wooden beams. Annie, weak legged and tired was forced to stand up. She was still covered in my cum, and to make her more uncomfortable, Tricia stuck a butt plug in Annie's ass. "We're going to go take care of your lover you little whore. You have a nice night hanging from the rafters," I said. Annie started to yell at me and call me an asshole. Tricia, grabbed her panties, wiped her gaping ass with them and then proceeded to gag Annie's mouth with them. Tricia and I got dressed and went to take care of Rob, who would be back the next morning. Annie would be hanging out for a while and I'd finish with her upon my return. To be continued... Anal Anniversary It was the night of our 11h Wedding Anniversary and under my sexy little black dress I had on the outfit I had bought for my Master at Victoria's Secret. Excited for him to see my new lacy black push up bra, and black thigh high stockings complete with garter belt my shaved pussy was moist with anticipation. I had been instructed to not wear panties and as any good slave I had obeyed. I was told not to look in his overnight bag as he placed it in the back of the car and we drove off to our overnight reservations. The smell of my damp sex filled the car as we pulled up to the 5 star Hotel where my Master had made reservations for that night. To provide privacy for our encounters such as this he secures a luxury room in a city an hour away from our home. "I am going to check us in and you are going to sit here in the car like a good slut." He said to me in a flat tone that allowed no argument. "Yes, Master." I replied hoping to please him. He returned a few minutes later with our room key card and a little box in his hand. Curiously but timidly I glanced at the box wondering what it contained. Noticing my interest he opened the box and pulled out 2 large BenWah Balls. "Spread your legs now." I was ordered. Worried that someone may see us I glanced around and looked out the car windows. "Do as you are told slave." He said with such authority that I automatically slipped up my already short skirt and complied. He ran his hand up my garters and sank 2 fingers into my sopping wet pussy. Smiling he said "I brought lube in case you needed it but from the feel of it you won't need it." He handed me the first ball and I examined it having never used them before. It felt heavy and something within it vibrated when it was moved. Spreading my pussy lips I pressed it to the entrance of my pussy and with two red manicured fingers pushed it deep inside. "That's a good slave. Now the second one." He said and handed me the last ball. I pushed it deep inside to rest with the first one. "Now we are going to go place our bags in our room and go get a drink at the bar." "But Master.." I asked pleadingly of him wondering how long I could keep the heavy balls inside my body since I had never used them before. No sooner had I said those two words he cut me off saying "You will be punished for questioning me. Use your pussy muscles to keep them inside slut." I shivered knowing how brutal he could be when I was punished. The last time I had questioned him he had punished me so hard I wasn't able to sit well for a couple of days. Of course the punishment had been worth it because the pleasure after had been that much more intense. Pressing my legs together I got out of the car and with each step I could feel the vibration of the Ben Wah Balls vibrating in my pussy. I thought to myself that perhaps the Balls were a treat and not a punishment after all. We quickly placed our bags in our Hotel Room and made our way to the elevator to ride down to the ground floor bar. Once the elevator doors opened my Master grabbed my hand and led me through the crowded room towards 2 empty seats. "Do you know ever man in this room is looking at you?" My master whispered with disapproval. "You will have to be punished for this as well." "But Master..." I once again pleaded. Hoping to convey to him that it wasn't my fault that these men were looking at me. Without a verbal answer he shushed me with his finger and handed me a Margarita. I gratefully accepted it and consumed almost half of it upon first drink. I hoped it would calm my nerves and give me courage for my punishment. I wanted to please my Master, after all it was a special night for us. "I need another beer." He said as he handed me money, knowing that I would serve him and get what he needed. Gently I stood up and slowly walked towards the bar all the while feeling the vibrations of the Balls in my pussy. It was extremely hard to act as if everything were normal and I was convinced that everyone in the room knew what a whore I was and how badly I was going to be punished. I handed my Master his beer and before sitting down I was instructed to walk across the room and play him some music on the juke box. Taking the money he handed me I replied "Yes, sir." "That's a good slave." I took a steadying breath for courage and with purposeful strides I walked all the way across the bar on my black 5 inch heels towards the juke box. The vibrations in my pussy were so delicious I almost moaned but remembering where I was I swallowed the sound. I was sure I was exuding sexuality at that point because I noticed ,as my Master had said ,at least a few pairs of hungry male eyes practically stripping me naked with their gaze. I chose a song my Master would like and then walked all the way across the room to see what was planned for me next. Upon reaching my Master I was allowed to sit down and was ordered to finish my Margarita and then was ordered to drink a second. Warmth and loosing inhibitions filled me and I began to run a long nail up and down my Master's arm. I pressed my tits towards him practically begging him to touch my protruding nipples. "I want you to dance for me." I was ordered by him. I stood in front of him on the dance floor without question and felt so deliciously naughty. I swayed my hips to the music and upon listening discovered it was the song I had chosen for him. I lifted my hands above my head and undulated my hips to the beat of the music, all the while feeling the Ben Wah Balls vibrating deep within me. "I do believe we are ready to go upstairs to our room, don't you?" He asked me as if I had a choice and jerked me across the room towards the exit. "Yes, sir." I replied obediently. I could feel my nipples press against my sexy new bra and my shaved pussy was throbbing for attention. I couldn't wait to get upstairs to see what he had planned and how I would be punished. No sooner had our room door closed my Master ordered me to remove my dress. He walked behind me and unzipped me. My dress fell to the floor. "Take it off but leave the shoes on." He commanded. "Yes master." I replied as any good slave should and did as I was told. "Walk over here and stand in front of the couch." He ordered me. I did as I was told. "Bend over and hold on to the back of the couch and do not let go until you are told to do so. Do you understand?" "Yes, sir." I replied quietly gathering my courage. The instant my hands touched the couch his hand came down with a slap on my left ass cheek. I screamed in surprise and was ordered to be quiet. "If someone comes up here because we are being too loud I am going to let then watch you get punished. Do you understand slut?" "Yes Master, I am sorry" I replied. "Now you have 9 more slaps left on your left cheek and 10 more left on your right. That is for making those men look at you." I wanted to argue again that it wasn't my fault those men were looking at me but knew it was best to not say anything. Each whack of his hand stung my ass and made the Ben Wah Balls vibrate. After my remaining slaps had been given I was ordered to sit on my sore ass on the couch and spread my legs. My Master pulled out his camera and began to take pictures of me. "You will be rewarded for the outfit you have chosen." He told me between clicks of the camera. Once he had finished photographing my pose he had me stand and had me place one of my legs on the couch. "Relax your pussy and give me the Balls." I was commanded and once again did as I was told. He placed his hand between my legs and caught them both as they fell. Once the second ball fell in his hand he held it up and licked it. He led me to the bedroom and I was blindfolded and gagged with a ball gag. "Since you have pleased me I am allowing you to use the breathable ball gag. I told you that you would be rewarded." I tried to thank him but with my mouth full it did not sound that way. "Get on your hands and knees on the bed." He ordered me as he pushed me onto the bed. I was glad he had shown the way because with the blindfold it would have been hard to find. "Ass up in the air and face on the bed." I heard him rustling in his bag and was curious to find out what he had been hiding in there. He walked up behind me and squirted oil on my ass cheeks with one hand and with the other massaged. "Relax slave" He ordered me and ever obedient I did, though it wasn't a hard task to do with the alcohol in my system and his gentle hands rubbing me. "MMM" escaped from my lips or at least as close to that sound as you can make with a ball gag in your mouth. My eyes closed in pleasure behind my mask. This was nothing like what I was expecting for punishment. My Master walked around the bed and I felt him tie my hands to what I was assuming was the bed frame. I then felt him at my feet and he did the same. "You have been a very dirty whore." He said to me while his hand was rubbing my ass and his other hand applied something a little more goopy to my ass crack. His hands disappeared for a minute and that's when I felt something press against my asshole. Surprised I tried to jerk up and was brought short by my restraints. All I could do was kneel there and take it. "RELAX." He commanded me and I took a few deep breaths in and exhaled slowly willing my muscles to relax. "That's it slave." Master encouraged me. All the while I could feel the mystery object slide further into my asshole. Trying to ignore the slight stinging sensation I concentrated on the full feeling it was creating. He pressed the object all the way into me and I heard the sound of tape being pulled off of its roll. I was very familiar with that sound since my Master likes to use it on me. I then felt what I was assuming was black electrical tape on my ass cheeks going across the object to hold it in me. I heard more clicks of my Master's camera and once they were silent he said "Do you like having your ass stretched slut?" "MMHHMM" Was all I could reply with the ball gag filling my mouth. "Here is the good news slave, you took that plug very nicely and your ass has grown accustomed to it. The bad news for you and the good news for me is that I have 2 more sizes to try on you." I let a frightened moan escape and was rewarded with a hard slap to the left ass cheek. "Do not question me slut." He commanded. He jerked the tape from my ass and it stung so hard it brought tears to my eyes. A few of the tears slipped down behind the blind fold to mingle with the spit that was spilling out of my mouth around the ball gag. I took a deep steadying breath to prepare for the next 2 plugs my master had planned for me. All the while I could feel the first plug pushing out of my body and then my master grab it and pull it out. No sooner had I breathed a sigh of relief he pressed the second plug to my now tender asshole but not before filling my gaping hole with tons of lube. "You are going to enjoy this. Do you understand?" He commanded me and I tried as best I could to convey that I would obey. "Relax." He said to me again and as before I forced my muscles to comply. The familiar pressure of the plug pressed against my ass and this time a bit more stinging accompanied the full feeling. I heard clicks of Master's camera and hoped that he would let me see the pictures later. He reached around me and rubbed my protruding clit coaxing a moan from me and was able to press the plug the rest of the way in. Once the plug was fully in it actually felt really good. I felt completely full, wanton and dirty. Exactly as my Master had planned I am sure. My ass muscles clapped down on the tapered end of the plug and my bowel felt stretched. My body held the plug in and didn't try to expel it. "You are such a good dirty little whore that I don't think I'll have to use tape." He praised me. He then surprised me by saying "I skipped the second plug and went straight to the third and biggest size because I knew your ass could take it. I expect you to thank me for knowing your body so well." "Yes sir." I tried to reply around the ball gag. "You are about to have your first double penetration you dirty little whore." Master said to me and I felt him press his dick to the opening of my drippy swollen cunt. He pressed forcefully forward and I felt him sink into me all the way. The feeling of having my ass and pussy full at the same time was almost too intense. I had never felt so violated before, so completely full. I almost came right then and there. "Do not cum yet you dirty little whore!" I was commanded by Master as he pulled a fist full of my long auburn hair and I did my best to comply. I heard more camera clicks and hoped again that I would be allowed to see the pictures. "Do you know how hot this looks. You in your black thigh high hose with garters, heels on your feet, tied to the bed doggie style, anal plug sticking out of your ass and my dick sliding in and out slick with your pussy juice? " Master asked me punctuating each remark with a hard punch of his dick in my pussy. Suddenly he stopped and slid out of me and I moaned hoping he would fuck me more. He grabbed my anal plug and with one swift motion pulled it out of my sore ass. I heard more clicks of the camera and then felt more lube being squirted on and in my ass. He then grabbed me around the waist and I felt his dick press against my asshole. Gently but forcefully he slid his dick into my ass all the way until I could feel his balls slap against my pussy. He fucked my brains out in my ass from behind. I felt him spurt warm loads of cum in my ass and felt him withdraw and cum spilled out of my ass. I heard more clicks of Master's camera and knew he was capturing my gaping asshole filled with his cum on his memory card. "You have been a very good slave and now you will be rewarded." He said as he untied my restraints. "Roll over onto your back and bend your legs." He said and once I did he slapped my pussy. He reached up pulled down my blindfold ,popped my big tits out of my push up bra and slid down and fastened his lips to my clit. I moaned around my ball gag and he reached up and pinched my nipples hard. I placed my hands at the back of his head and wrapped my fingers in his hair. Pressing his head into me a little harder. I felt the pressure build and finally I came wrapping my legs around his head. Master removed the ball gag and said "You are allowed to go to sleep now to rest for our next encounter" and I did. Anal Annual Each year I travel to the convention at Hay on Wye. It's a small town near Monmouth in Wales that has the most amazing river close by where in my teens and early twenties I used to canoe. Now I go to this sleepy area for its once a year awakening where book sellers, buyers and authors come to share tales, ply their trade or just browse and pick up the atmosphere. I'd done this trip to Hay from my house in the North Yorkshire Dales (another of Britain's idylls) every year for 10 years when one particular visit there was a new bookseller. She had set up a Winnebago motorhome on the edge of the main event. It was unusual and that was what drew me to it. Her windows were blacked out like some of the sex shops you see round the towns of England and her advertisement outside stated 'Unusual Books for the Adventurous Body'. That intrigued me. For the body not the person? I had to go in and find out more. When I approached the door it was evidently locked. A man in front of me said, 'Weirdest shop I've ever heard of. I tried the door and she told me to go away. Does she want to bloody sell anything or not?' I smiled at him in that humouring way we Brits have perfected when we don't want to get caught in a moaning match and still approached the door. I knocked. Nothing. I put my ear to the door and knocked again. I was just about to walk away when I heard a click and the door open. "Come on in," came the kindly invite from the disconnected voice of a woman inside the motorhome. I opened the door and stepped in. It was quite dark inside and I couldn't make her out. "Stand where you are, I want to look at you," she said, again in a kindly way but with unmistakable authority. I obeyed instantly and unquestioningly. Even with so few words I sensed something special here. "So what drew you to my little shop?" she asked, quite abruptly this time and in her voice I sensed a slight acidity. "Er, your sign madam. I was intrigued that your claim was about the body not the mind. I have seen plenty here claiming to change the mind and spirit but not the body, with the exception of the usual keep fit and eat greens books. I was intrigued." "Yes, you were, weren't you?" "Pardon?" "You weren't put off by that stupid man who complained that I was closed." "So, is your brain as tolerant to other things, other than time and whether a shop is open or not?" "I like to think that I am..." "Think you are, or am tolerant and open?" she interrupted, her voice taking on a seductive quality. "I guess I am tolerant, or so my friends and colleagues have said." She was intriguing me but I was still struggling to see her. I had worked out where she was sitting and her outline. I judged her to be long haired and given the height of her torso to the likely height of the seats in this motorhome, quite tall. It was frustrating me that I could not see her, especially as my other senses were growing in sensitivity and I could not mistake the aroma of a woman's sex. "Ok then. I want you to turn round and walk towards the green light at the back of the van. You will need to feel your way a little. When you get there, take off all your clothes." "What?" I asked, completely startled by this. "Take off all your clothes. You said you were tolerant and open. It is a little test. From what I have seen of you clothed you are a fine figure for a man of what, forty-five?" "Y-yes," I said, feeling like a schoolboy on his first sexual encounter. "I work out regularly and I run twice a week, so I do keep in shape." "That is why I opened the door to you, because what you are to discover in here with me requires stamina and besides, I want to share my revelations with beauty not the beast; though it may bring out the inner beast in you." She laughed lightly at this, with a hint of wavering in her voice. Was she becoming even more aroused? The smell of sex was strong now. The heat in the rooms had increased too. So had the warmth between my legs. I was as hard as a rock now. There was such sexual promise in the air. And to think I had come here to read books! "Now hurry to the end of the room." Readers, I did hurry. I was aching by the time I covered the short distance and needed to get out of my clothes, especially my trousers that seemed extremely tight at that moment. I was hard, harder than I had been in a long time. As I reached the last drop of a garment, so the lights came on and I could see I was in the kitchen area, though the surfaces had been lined with sheets of plywood painted black. On top of these were numerous books, all neatly placed in piles. I looked back. She had drawn a curtain across the entrance to the lounge and was talking through it. "You are a beautiful man." The lust in her voice was unmistakeable. How could she see me? Then I noticed the two CCTV cameras, one at each end of this area. My instinct was to try to cover my cock, which was a physical impossibility as it was at its highest and biggest. I was fortunate to be endowed with a large penis, which has been both my fortune (I stripped for money to pay my way through college) and my misfortune (It always made me go astray during my marriage until my wife got sick of sharing me with so many). She ignored my inexplicable embarrassment - she'd wanted me to do it for heaven's sake! "I want you to pick up a book, any book, from the side and read it aloud." I stood there, my cock massive and no longer hidden as I realised the futility of even trying to hide it. I picked up any old title, opened the first page and began to read... 'I never thought that showing Belinda how to repair her car could be such fun. There she was, her skirt riding high over her large arse cheeks and she appeared to have forgotten her knickers! What was a man to do? I stared in wonder at the pink puckered hole above her very wet slit. For the first time in my life I realised I was more interested in that forbidden place than the inviting cunt below. Well, my cock was straining in my overalls. I hadn't realised she was looking back at me. "Have you never seen an anus Johnnie? It's the best place for a cock of your size." My God! She was being forward...' "Choose another," came the dismembered voice, thick with lust. I looked around, realising the covers gave no clue to the content. This one was titled, 'The Prince and the Book Seller'. A nice irony I thought. "Read from half way in," she instructed. 'I loved his cock so much. Whenever my Prince came back from the hunt I wanted to lick and suck at that sweat-covered sack and the long rod above. I loved the taste of the salt on him and the spunk that began to seep as I aroused him. But tonight he seemed bored of this attention, even though I had worn my most daring dress and met him at the tackle room as he instructed... "You showed me a text the other day that has left me desirous of another game." I knew the book! How excited I felt, especially that he wished to try it. My plan had worked. "Hitch your skirt and petticoats and bend over that tackle bar. Bare your arse for me and hold your cheeks wide apart, for I am going to bugger you as your text called it...' "Pick another," she said, urgency clear in her voice. I was hard, reader, so hard reading this depraved filth. The book had a yellow cover and was filled with illustrations. The first was of a woman clearly licking an erect cock that had, from the context of the drawing, only just been in the sucking woman's anus. There was a caption that admonished her for having not had an enema before their coupling. This book was far more 'raw' than the other two. "Hurry up, man!" read what it says, she snapped. 'I felt so ashamed having not cleaned my bowel ready for His Lordship's cock. As he fucked my anus so I needed to shit. I had to excuse myself and rush to the ladies room. When I returned he was standing there glaring, pointing to his long, thin prick that had only minutes before been tunnelling into my bowel and sending spasms of both pleasure and discomfort. I was mortified seeing the little pieces on it,, but I had been so busy that morning preparing her ladyship for her weekend in the country, and she had been so kind to me laying me back on the bed and tipping my velvet until I came. I was too late to do my ablutions in readiness. It was so unlike me...' I read on and on, book after book. They all had one theme, anal sex. Far from being turned off by them as I had been in the past, I was permanently hard. "So tell me, do you like what you have read?" she asked, the voice seductive and suggesting hunger. "Er-yes I think so." "Darling, stop being so coy, your cock says you love it!" "Ok, ok, I do love it. I am curious about it." I'd never done it and I wanted it like nobody's business but there I was understating what was really in my mind and my mind by that time was in the end of my dick! "So what if I was to tell you that you can have it now, in this home?" she asked, her voice soft, husky, clearly wanting. I was dumbfounded. I may have strayed in my marriage, many a time, but each occasion had been because a relationship had developed. Now I was being urged to just shove my cock in and don't bother with the 'excuse me's' and not in the usual hole either. Wow, this was amazing and I was having an amygdala hijack. What a time for all my hormones to immobilise me! "So what's happened to your tongue honey? Your cock is still pointing the right way, so what's up?" she enquired, but with a slightly mocking tone. I could feel my prick begin to sag a little. She knew it. "Beautiful, get your fucking body over here, NOW!" No sweet enticing words now. She was ordering me and urgently. She had to; I was stuck fast to the floor until she did that. So, I parted the curtain and entered a room now completely bathed in warm lighting. And there she was, ahead of me. What a sight! In front of me were the firm ripe buttocks of a dark skinned woman. She was kneeling on a low bench seat that went the length of the three walls. Behind and above her were TV monitors, linked to the CCTV's. She even had a camera pointing up between her legs via a fibre-optic and one in the ceiling directly above her arse directed down. My entrance to the room was featured on a screen just in front of her, with split screens around it on the monitors that faced her. Though none f this technology held my gaze for long. No, it was the slightly opened ring of her dark and puckered anus that mesmerised me. I wanted, no craved, shoving my cock deep into there. The books had turned me on and for one type of sex only. I wanted to bugger her, there and then. "So honey, tell me what you are thinking now you have my cunt and arsehole on show. Which is the nicer place for that long cock of yours?" "Your anus," I blurted out, without a moment's hesitation. "Then fuck it my beauty! Please, fuck it hard," she pleaded. She wanted me and badly. "There is some gel by my right knee. Put lots on your fingers and your cock. It has aphrodisiac powers. Good...Now push your fingers into me and smear it in my colon and round my anus...mmmm...yes that is good." You know, I was enjoying it. Her anus was practiced and opened almost on command. Inside her rectal passage was pulsing with peristaltic movements and I could feel the strong muscles that normally would be pushing things out not taking things in. That was the challenge I understood from the books, the sensuality of fucking against the tide. This was no vagina that sucked you in. She was squirming and pushing back onto my fingers until I could stand it no longer. I mounted her without warning, pushing my prick slowly into her opening and willing arsehole. I felt the resistance in spite of all her familiarity with the assault and my cock head strained and pushed wide the anal ring. I loved its tightness as my foreskin was stretched back when I pushed more and more of my cock's pulsing length into her. My hands slid over her smooth dark skin, heading around her waist and up to cup her breasts that moved like two pendulums as I gently held them, teasing with my palms the erect nipples. Then as I got almost to full depth inside her arsehole I grasped them cruelly and firmly, digging my nails into her flesh and made the final plunge until my cock had no place to go. My balls slapped against her arse and cunt, swinging under her as I fucked her violently, just as she had instructed me though screams of joy after some of pain. "Yes, fuck my anus. Fuck me in the arse. Ohhhh, love me with your big dick. Deeper, come on you bugger, deeper. Harder you wimp," she screamed. Her breathing was ragged and I could tell that even without clitoral stimulation she was going to come and quickly. That made me even more excited and also cruel. I bit into her neck as my cock increased its tight fuck and stretched and scraped at her tits, wanting to hurt them as I sensed her love of pleasure and pain. She was screaming abuse at me but urging me on at the same time. "No, no, no...yes you bastard, yes, yes...hurt me please, no stop, no fuck me...hurt my tits...yes, that's it be cruel to me..." It was incessant and so noisy. No wonder she parked near the edge of the festival, was the funny thought that entered my head just at the point that she came. And I mean came! She moaned and screamed and bucked back onto my cock, grinding her arse against my hips and thighs, reaching back with her nails and digging them in to my skin. It hurt but I was beyond caring, because I was coming too. "Ohhhhh...Fucking hell...yeeeessssss," I was shouting, not caring who heard. This was the best fuck I'd ever had. So tight and gloriously urgent and primeval. I felt powerful, yet held form cock head to base. "I'm coming beautiful and you are going to get one big load of cum right up your arse." "Oh yes honey, come for me, come in my anus and I am going to give you a treat to follow that you will never, ever forget." And I came, spurting my hot jism right up high into her rectum. Her shit hole was being lubricated with hot spunk and she loved it. I collapsed on top of her, my hands never letting go of the hard nipples that I held between thumb and forefinger in cruel pinches, but I knew she was loving this from the way she ground her body into mine and kept say over and over, but quieter and quieter, "mmmmm...so good...sooo good..." It took quite some time to come round, we were both exhausted but then she asked me to lie on my back. My cock was limp and lying to the right, nuzzled over my balls. She knelt over me. "Hi honey," she said, a beaming smile of bright white teeth flashed at me. "I need to properly thank you." I was looking up at her, wondering what she meant but at the same time astonished by the beauty of the woman. She was very tall, taller than I had imagined, with breasts that defied gravity. She had to be a 38DD but there was no sag and no sign of silicon. Her nipples were huge and showing signs of my cruelty as welts had formed on the aureole. But what really got me was the beauty of her face. She looked Mauritian or at least Southern Indian, with the most sparkling eyes, high cheek bones and that smile, oh, that beautiful smile. As for the rest of her, that was divine too. She had an hourglass waist and a perfectly flat stomach. I wondered if... "Yes, I am an athlete and yes, you have seen me on television." She smiled. Then it came to me, she was the famous 10k race winner for the past two years in the UK championships. It was... "Carly ..." "Carly Smythe-Chellappa?" "Yes, honey, that's me but shhh...I have some debts to repay and some messes to clear up." With that she winked, then slid down between my thighs and proceeded to run her tongue over my balls and inner thighs. This was bliss. Her tongue was firm at times but then incredibly gentle. She was kissing and licking through the hairs of my scrotum, while her long nails scraped across my limp but growing cock. A part of me was worrying about the hygiene of this; the other part just wanted that warm wet mouth wrapped around me. Oh, but when her tongue began to lap and tease at my prick any thoughts of cleanliness were gone. No, I wanted this slut to clean me up and take back any particles of shit. I was in command, she was just my whore. "Yes, gorgeous slut, clean me. Take my cock and give it a good clean." I heard a little moan of pleasure. I knew then that this was exactly how she wanted to be treated. She liked the degradation, was hungry to go down on me and clean me up from the proceeds of her arse. I was in control and that is what she really desired most of all. And oh how she cleaned me! Her sexy tongue was up and down my shaft and her mouth took me fully in to her mouth in a style Linda Lovelace would have envied. This woman knew her cock sucking, but she also knew a lot more... She suddenly stopped sucking. "What's happening?" "Nothing sir, I just want to increase your pleasure. Will you turn over and get onto all fours for me sir so I can see your arsehole and those lovely balls from behind?" I did as I was told. I was hoping she was going to do something I'd only dreamed of before. She did. I felt her hands open my arse cheeks wide and then her tongue stabbed at the entrance to my anus. She was teasing at the puckering entrance, opening it with loving kisses and licks, rimming the strong sphincter muscle. I was overjoyed. I'd never been able to get a woman to do this to me before. I could feel my cock pulse and my balls pull tightly back in to my body. It was ecstasy, even more so when her hand began to tug and pump my prick. She had such strong yet sensual hand movements. I was in heaven! I could hear my guttural sounds growing and growing, deep from within me but I was also aware that she was groaning too. She was getting off on my pleasure. I'd never known a woman so loving and caring for me, totally focused on me being satisfied. Her tongue was deep in my arse then around the rim. I was so relaxed and open for her. It was late afternoon when I found her shop so she obviously didn't care about the sweat and the shit I'd accumulated through the day. No, she just wanted me to have pleasure. Her hand was as incessant as her tongue; teasing, pulling, wanking, stroking, playing with me in such a sensual way, and all the time she and I moaned and groaned with our own pleasures. Then it came. I could not hold out any longer. "I'm going to come," I shouted, yes shouted. In a flash she had moved between my legs, twisting her head to take me and suck me hard into her mouth again, but this time she had two fingers hard up my anus. When I came I was ecstatic, her mouth taking and swallowing my cum and my arse stretched and full with her finger fuck. "Oh, Carly, Carly, you darling woman..." No more slut for her. Her sexuality was unquestionable, she was the princess of sex in my eyes. So, when she licked up every drop of my cum, then insisted on lying me on the couch and washing me, I was at peace for the first time in a long while. I was content to watch her move around the motorhome, totally confident and completely nude. She had no thoughts of getting dressed. I was allowed to see one of the country's most famous athletes naked, with muscles most men would be envious of. I knew her deepest secret and had no desire to share them, even though I was a well-respected journalist in my own right. Well, come on, if I reported on her what was she going to say about me for Christ's sake? She was taking huge risks anyway, or was that the thrill? I had to ask her. "Carly, why do you come here and set up such an elaborate scene to do what you most want?" Anal Annual There was silence as she walked towards me, a cup of tea in each hand, her breasts dancing and swaying as she approached. "Well, it all started with..." I'll tell you more another day.