1 comments/ 57351 views/ 2 favorites Anal Cafe Ch. 01 By: velvetpie Patricia & Neal Patti checked the business card in her hand and looked up at the sign. Bright blue neon letters blazed out in the night sky, announcing that she had arrived at the Canal Café, except the C in Canal had burnt out so it was the Anal Café. She'd never heard of it before but the card that arrived today had said that the free dinner was going to be tonight. She needed a free dinner. Her money was very low and there had been no sign of Michael since she'd told him that she was pregnant and that had been seven months ago. Her eyes burned with tears as his memories came rushing back. Almost two years ago, she had met Neal, a retired electrical engineer who had in turn, introduced her to his son, Michael. Neal was a nice man but his son had stolen her heart with his exciting lifestyle and rakish fashion. Before long, Patti had moved in with him and had gotten pregnant. The news of the pregnancy had left Michael astounded and angry. He accused her of entrapping him and his complaints of feeling trapped and smothered grew each day until one day, he just stopped coming home. The money dried up and suddenly, she was fighting to stay alive, scraping by on tips and hanging on by the skin of her teeth. The letter she'd received had been a welcome reprieve to the stress that had been ruling her life as of late. A free dinner, a glass of wine and room to breathe was on a menu that she was eager to partake from. She wiped her face and opened the door. The hostess greeted her with a smile and she was escorted to a table in the back. "Congratulations, Miss Pearl. It's always nice to see one of my winners come out and reap the rewards." Patti smiled up at the elderly man, who introduced himself as Rudolf. "I never signed up... " "That's what everyone says. It's not a contest that you have to sign up for. You just have to be a resident." "Oh. Well, thank you just the same. I really appreciate it." Rudolf took the pitcher of water and glass from the waitress, filling Patti's glass. "How far along are you?" "Seven months." She took a long drink of water. "Two more to go." "And you're here all alone? Where's the father?" Patti wanted to be angry that a stranger had asked her that question but she knew that it was a question that she'd have to field in the future. "Gone. Doesn't care." The old man's expression dropped. "Sorry to hear that. I've always thought that a woman is at her most beautiful when she is carrying a child." "Well, Rudolf, you're the only one who thinks that." She drank more water, perusing the menu. "What about your family?" "I don't have any. My parents have been dead for years now." Rudolf nodded. "And his family?" Patti couldn't stop herself from smiling. "There was Neal... " That same smile faded. "But I haven't talked to him in a long time." "Do you think he'd help you?" "Yes." She thought for a moment. "But I wouldn't want him to. He... " "Yes?" Patti looked up into Rudolf's eyes and took a breath as she felt tears burning. "I should have been with him." "With who? Neal?" "Yes. I should have been with Neal, not Michael. I made a colossal mistake and now I'm paying for it." "And you don't think there's any way to repair the mistake?" "No, sir." Rudolf just smiled and shook his head. "You order whatever you like and make sure that you order extra to take home with you." "Thank you, sir." Patti sat back in the chair and sipped her water, absentmindedly rubbing her stomach. "I'm sorry, baby. This wasn't how things were supposed to be." "May I sit here?" Patti looked up and just stared at her father, Neal. She didn't see the gray in his hair; she saw only the twinkle in his brown eyes and his gentle smile. "Y-Yes." "You look wonderful." "No, I don't." "Yes, you do." His voice was soft as was the hand that caressed hers. "Wendy told me that you were here... " Patti started to sob, unable to stop herself. "Oh, Neal! I'm so sorry! I should have picked you." Neal pulled her out of the seat and held her tightly against him. "Yes, you should have." He touched her belly lovingly. "It's not too late, Patti. We can still be together." "Yes, Neal! I want you!" "Then come on, let's go home. We can come back another day." He rubbed his hands across her back. "Let me make love to you and make you forget him." "All right." Anal Cafe Ch. 01.5 Patricia & Neal - 2 Patti couldn't let go of Neal's hand the entire way to his home. The combination of his hard calluses and his soft palm fueled her passion as she imagined them rubbing her body and his fingers tightened around hers. "I tried to call you several times." She said softly. "When Michael left me, I tried to call." "Why didn't you?" "I thought you'd be angry with me." "Why? Because you chose Michael over me?" "Yes." Patti couldn't help the tears. "When we first met, Neal, I knew that you were the one but I just caught up in the circus that was Michael." Neal nodded, his blue eyes turning away to concentrate on the road. "I know, Patti. I've seen him bring girls home before and I've seen the same thing happen. But I just thought ... I just thought that you and I had something special." "And I threw it all away." She sniffled, holding onto his hand as if it was an anchor. "But we can work past it, Patti. You and I can work past this and raise our child together." He glanced over at her, looking into her eyes. "Maybe we can have more." "Oh, Neal." Patti dissolved into tears, laying her head on his shoulder until they pulled up in the driveway of Neal's home. "I'm so sorry." He wiped her tears away, gazing into her eyes. "No more tears, Patti. No more tears and no more 'I'm sorry' after we go inside. Our new life begins now. No past, only future. All right?" "Yes, Neal. Yes." She leaned forward and touched her mouth to his. A flame of passion heated her body, tightening her nipples and making her pussy twitch. His arms went around her, pulling her as close as he could. "I want you so much, Neal." "What about the baby?" "I have something else in mind." She whispered, nibbling his earlobe. "Are you interested?" "Very." His hands drifted down over her milk-filled breasts, an action that made her shiver. "Why don't you show me?" Patti didn't remember walking up the path or entering the house. She only remembered Neal leading her to the bedroom, his mouth covering hers while their tongues danced together. His hands were all over her gravid body, pulling her shirt off and pressing his face into her heavy breasts. Her moan vibrated through her body, calling to his hardening cock and making him moan as well. His mouth slid over her nipples, laving them gently and sucking until the hard nub released milk. He groaned against her flesh, suckling like the child she carried in her womb and Patti shivered as her pussy answered his sweet call. "Oh, yes." Her whisper followed his mouth down across her warm, round belly and between her thighs. Her mound was moist with pussy cream and sweat, a combination that was heady to his nostrils and he inhaled sharply, committing her sweet scent to memory. He followed with his lips, pressing kisses to her mound, then moving downward to where the split began and let his tongue steal inside the folds. Her cream was sweet and tangy, bubbling up from the pressed flesh and running onto his tongue. She moaned at the touch of his tongue to her clit, trembling as more pussy juice trickled out, sliding down her lips and onto her thighs. Neal bent to collect it, enjoying the smoothness of her skin and moved up to lick more from her weeping slit, drilling his tongue into her until her pussy muscles clenched, signaling her orgasm. Patti sunk into his arms as he arose, accepting his kiss while her body shook. She gave him a last kiss and turned her back to him, facing the wall and holding herself up. Neal quickly undressed, covering her with his body. "How do I ... " Patti reached back and grasped his cock, rubbing his thick, hard length before sliding him into her sopping cunt. Neal groaned and sank into her, wrapping his arms tightly around her. They moved together for a few minutes before she moved so that his cock popped out of her pussy and pushed up into her ass crack. An unspoken sign passed between them and he pressed the head of his cock against her ass hole. "Yes." The pain was immediate but his hot breath on her neck calmed her and his fingers on her clit made her forget. He filled her ass so completely, so deeply that she almost forgot to breathe when his balls gently slapped against her ass cheeks. Just the feeling of that set her off and she came, squeezing him tightly as her pussy clenched in release. Neal gasped, quivering against her. "Stop that." "I can't. You just made me cum." She turned her head and accepted his tongue, sucking it into her mouth. "Make me cum again." "Your wish is my command." Neal began to move slowly and Patti shivered. She could feel every inch of his cock as it slid out, then entered her trembling body. His nuts swung up and smacked the wet lips of her pussy each time, making her moan and his hand stroked her wet lips, pushing them both closer to the edge. Patti felt the precise moment that he came and it brought on her own climax. His cock thickened inside her ass and his hot cum spurted into her anal canal, the heat making her pussy twitch and explode. Four more squirts filled her ass and he carried her over to the couch, gentle disentangling himself as he laid her down, spooning behind her. He could feel her heart beat under his hand and he dropped his hand down onto her heaving belly, rubbing the tight skin softly, then laughed as the loudest rumble he'd ever heard came from her. "Sorry." She giggled, cuddling against him. "I never did eat." "Well, we can't have you going hungry." He embraced her warmly. "Want to go back to the café?" "Sure." Patti smiled. "And you can make me hungry all over again." "Sounds like a plan. Let's go." Anal Cafe Ch. 02 Jenny & Janet Janet checked the flyer and looked up at the bright blue neon letters that blazed out in the waning afternoon night sky, announcing that she had arrived at the Canal Café, except the C in Canal had burnt out so it was the Anal Café. Jenny had asked her to meet her here last week but she had been too depressed to get out of bed. It was all she could do to get out of bed this morning without wanting to cry her eyes out. She still didn't understand what had happened, how Jeffrey could do this to her. Two weeks before today, her life had been perfect. She had been making plans to surprise him with a romantic vacation to celebrate their three year anniversary. It had taken her weeks to decide on a destination and when she found Negril, she knew that it was the perfect place. She sent away for brochures and happily went over to his apartment, using the key that he'd given her. He was working until eleven that evening and she thought she'd surprise him with dinner. She was the one who ended up being surprised. Her eyes burned with tears as she remembered what had happened. The clothes strewn about on the living room floor, the velvety voice of Barry White rumbling through the dining room and Jeffrey fucking a blonde on the butcher block in the kitchen. She'd dropped her keys and he'd whirled around, his cock glistening with cunt juice and she'd just screamed. He'd tried to grab her and explain why the naked girl was there but his explanations were pointless. He was cheating and there was nothing he could say. She'd broken every piece of his precious china before stomping upstairs, packing her things and leaving forever. However, her attitude on the days following was not as filled with strength as she would have hoped. Her anger had melted away in a storm of tears and even though she had weathered the constant calls from her ex, it did nothing to shore up her self-esteem. Thankfully, Jenny's sixth sense had told her that her twin was in need and asked her to lunch. Last week had been bad but she'd dragged herself out, determined not to let him win. She was a beautiful woman. Surely someone else would see that. At least that was what Jenny had said. "Hi, honey." When her sister's strong arms went around her, Janet crumbled into tears. "Oh, what did he do?" "I caught him fucking someone else!" "What?" Jenny sat in the chair across from her sister and listened as she related the whole sordid story, holding her hand. "You know what the worst part was?" "No, honey. What?" "He never fucked me like that!" Jenny couldn't help it. She just leaned her head back and laughed, putting her hand over her mouth when she sat back up and saw Janet staring at her. "Jenny! "I'm sorry. I just couldn't help it." "What so funny about that?" "Jeffrey doesn't know how to fuck. He never has." "And how would you know that?" "I dated him seven months before you did." "And you never told me?" "Of course not!" She patted her sister's hand. "Why would I tell you? I didn't want to ruin your relationship. It looked like you were doing better that I did." Janet smiled and nodded, wiping her nose with the napkin. "Jenny, I have a confession to make." A deep breath and she looked up at Jenny. "He told me that if I didn't give him anal sex, he was going to find someone who would." "And evidently, he did." Jenny shook her head. "I knew he was an asshole." "Why would you say that?" "Because he wanted the same from me and I said no. I don't just give anal to anyone." "You've done anal before?" "Of course! Haven't you?" The look on Janet's face told Jenny what she needed to know. "Jan, you've never done anal before?" "No. It hurts too much." "Not if you do it the right way." "And what's the right way?" Jenny just stared at her for a long moment. "Tell you what. You go home and pack some stuff. I want you to spend the night at my house tonight." "What for?" "A little education." Jenny grinned mysteriously. "Something that I think you, dear sister, are long overdue for." "Okay, Jen." "Meet me there. I'll grab some food and we'll make an evening of it." Janet arose and left the restaurant, her heart lightened by the love and support of her sister and her soul pricked by a curiosity that made her pussy twitch. She had a feeling that by the end of this evening, she wouldn't care who Jeffrey was. Anal Cafe Ch. 02.5 Jenny & Janet – 2 Janet pulled her back pack onto her shoulder and walked into her sister's apartment. She'd been here many times but she never tired of being in Jenny's space. It was always so comfortable and peaceful, no matter what was going on in her life and Janet envied her that. With everything that had happened in the last two weeks, she wondered what Jenny had that made her so at peace with herself. "Come on upstairs." Janet followed her sister up and was surprised to find that her bedroom had been transformed. Thick, cream-colored candles lit the room, giving off a warm glow and the sheets had been pulled back, inviting her to recline on them. Jenny took the bag from her sister's arm and gave her a smile. "Take your clothes off." "What?" "Are you going deaf? Take your clothes off, girl!" Janet still stood frozen, watching her sister remove her own clothes and admiring her form. They were twins, true, but Jenny's body was more on the slim side with small, pouty breasts while hers was thicker with heavy, large-nippled breasts. Jenny noticed that she was staring and came over to her. "Do you need some help?" "N-No." She didn't know why she had stuttered. It must have been when Jenny touched her blouse, her fingertips skimming her flesh as she gently undid the buttons. "Yes." The blouse opened and Janet felt her bra drop to the floor. Next, Jenny slid down to her knees, unzipping her pants and pushing them down, catching the underwear as well. She felt strange because she was naked in front of her sister, even though they'd grown up together and shared a bedroom for years but this was different. "Okay. Lie down on the bed." "Lie down?" "Jan, this evening is going to drag if you repeat everything that I ask." Jenny was right. Janet climbed on the bed, sighing at the feeling of cool cotton on her body and her sister tugged on one of her toes, something that she used to do when they were little. As Janet laughed, Jenny turned her onto her back and asked her to close her eyes. The squirt of liquid on her chest startled her at first but she relaxed when Jenny's soft hand smoothed the oil across her skin. She worked on Janet's throat and shoulders, slowly moving down to her breasts. Janet gasped at the sensation of her sister's fingers on her nipples and squeezed her legs together, rubbing her moistening pussy lips. "I always thought that because we were twins, we'd have the same experiences." Jenny began, giving Janet's nipples a gentle tug, an action that brought a whimper of pleasure from her sister. "After all, we got our first kisses about the same time and had our first sex about the same time. I always thought that we were on the same page." Janet was only half-hearing her sister's words. Her entire body felt as if it was on fire, tingling every place that Jenny's fingers touched. Her breath caught as her fingertips cascaded over her ribs, then stomach, spreading more warm oil into her quivering flesh. Sex with Jeffrey hadn't even turned her on this much and the thought of that terrified her. "Having anal sex with someone isn't like sharing a slice of pizza. It's giving someone complete control over your body." Her fingers brushed the edge of Janet's pubic triangle. "And it's you completely trusting someone." Her heart pounded in her ears as Jenny's words rang true. Trust. She hadn't been able to trust Jeffrey, not completely. Even now, she was still trying to convince herself that this hadn't been the sixth time she'd caught him cheating on her. Even now, she was still trying to convince herself that it was right not to tell him that she was on birth control, no matter how much he talked about having a baby. She knew deep inside that she would never be able to trust him. Jenny's fingers slid deeply into her pubes, slipping into her slit and pressing on her clit. Janet moaned, arching off the bed and opening her legs wider. "Turn over, baby." She did as her sister's whisper ordered, lifting her mid-section and allowing Jenny to push a pillow underneath her belly. A deep shiver snaked through her at the touch of Jenny's lips on her ass cheek. "When you completely trust someone, you trust them with everything." She spread Janet's cheeks apart and blew on her pucker, making her twin sister shiver. "Including knowing what gets you off." The first swipe of Jenny's tongue made Janet jump. "Jenny!" "Sshh!" Her tongue licked again, wetting the pucker until it glistening in the candle light. When she thought her sister was ready, she pressed a fingertip in. Janet felt the intrusion and tried to resist. "Relax, Jan. Open yourself to me." Janet closed her eyes and thought about how much she loved her sister. Gradually, the intrusion changed to a pleasant feeling of fullness and she moaned when Jenny added a second finger. A sharp second of pain and the pleasure returned. The same happened as she added a third and finally, a fourth finger to her pulsing asshole. Before long, she was trying to pump onto those fingers but Jenny stopped her, pulling her hand away. "Are you ready to completely trust me?" "I love you, Jenny. You know I trust you completely." More warm oil sluiced down her crack, lubricating her ass hole and turgid pussy lips, then the naked and sensual weight of her sister's body covered hers. "I love you, too, Jan." The cold rounded head of the dildo slid up and down Janet's crack a few times before lining up with her anal opening. "Here I come." She was gentle at first. Janet gasped at the penetration, pressing down to allow entrance and moaning when Jenny was fully seated inside her. Jenny pulled the pillow out from under her and left her hand underneath her body, pushing down until her fingers were just at the top of Janet's pussy, massaging her clit in a circle. Janet shook, clutching the sheets as the dildo continued to invade her anal passage. The sensation was glorious, like nothing she'd ever felt before and she felt the urge to kick her legs in joy but she was shaking too much. And then felt it. Hot and warm, like a ball of liquid fire streaking up the insides of her legs. She was cumming and nothing felt better than that. Her pussy convulsed, dripping cream onto her sister's hand and her ass muscles clutched at the dildo, heightening her orgasm until she was gasping for breath, shivering through aftershocks. Jenny pressed a kiss to her cheek, breathing heavily as well. "You came awfully quick for someone who never had anal before." "Couldn't help it." Janet gasped. "You're too good." "Wanna do it again?"