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Backdoor Man

By: alparker



Nancy was tired. Her work at the bank had been especially tough today. Just one of those days where she wished her husband, Doug, earned enough that she could stay home. She put her purse on the table and hung her suit jacket on the back of the chair. She would get changed later. She kicked off her shoes. Right now all she wanted was to sit with a glass of wine and put her feet up. 

Nancy had just about dozed off when she heard the tapping of metal on glass. Nancy peeked around the edge of the recliner toward the patio doors behind her. She knew before she looked who it was, and what he wanted, but she said it out loud anyway.

"Aww. What the hell does he want?"

Nancy put her glass of wine on the end table, kicked her feet to get the chair upright. She walked to the doors but didn't open them. Her neighbor, Jake, was holding a quarter between his thumb and finger and tapping on the glass. There was a big smile when he saw her walking to him. 

"What?" She asked.

"Open the door." 

He said, loud enough for her to hear through the glass but not so loud that anyone else could. She frowned thinking what her neighbors would say if they heard. It's not really the kind of thing you want the whole block talking and blogging about. 

++ Nancy let Jake into her place to fuck her while her husband was at work today. That's the third time this week. ++

It had been going on for a couple months now, every since the big 4th of July fiasco. Since then, Jake had been coming over every two or three days and she let him in. In her house and in her body. Nancy looked at Jake's eager face. Her eyes moved lower and the bulge in his shorts said his cock was already at half mast in anticipation.

She shook her head. "No." 

Jake's grin dropped to a frown.

"I'm tired. I had a rough day at work. I just want to relax." She insisted.

"You know the deal. If I leave, we're done." He said forcefully. He was serious.

"We can't. Doug will be home soon." She lied. He wouldn't be home for another 45 minutes to an hour and she was pretty sure Jake knew that also.

"Whatever you say." He turned away.

"Goddammit." She muttered under her breath. 

She DID know the deal. If it was anyone else she would be confident he would leave and be back the next day. If it was any of the guys she worked with that had let her know they wanted her, or any of the customers that had asked her out, she knew they would go away and be back begging at another time. But not Jake. Jake wasn't begging. He was telling her what he wanted. The choice was hers. He made it clear from the get go, if she ever refused it would be the last time. 

She hated that she needed him more than he needed her. She hated that she was cheating on Doug. She hated that she wasn't strong willed enough to say no and take the chance he would be back. She hated that he had this control over her, but she loved the way he made her cum.

"You are such an asshole. I don't know why you can't wait." 

Nancy's hand shook as she flipped the latch on the door. She slid it open. Jake entered and slid the door closed. Nancy had already reached under her skirt and pulled down her pantyhose and panties. Nancy closed the drapes.

"How do you want it? Clothes on or off?"

"On."

At least that will take less time, she thought. "Where?"

"On the couch."

Nancy went and sat on the couch. She lifted her skirt to her hips and put her feet flat on the cushions. She spread her knees exposing her naked cunt to her neighbor. She slid forward a bit so that her ass and pussy were right on the edge of the cushion. A tremor ran through her.

"Let me see your tits." He ordered.

"You are such a sweet talker." 

Nancy said as she unbuttoned her blouse and pushed up her bra. Her nipples tingled as the material brushed across them. "Oh what? The sight of me with my tits out and my snatch exposed doesn't even get you hard anymore?" She said when Jake unzipped and pulled out his half erect cock.

"If you use your mouth for something besides bitching, I'm sure you can change that." He said, stepping close to her face.

Nancy was enthralled with his cock. It was what she thought a cock should be. Even though it was only half hard, she had to stretch to get her thumb and finger to touch when she wrapped her hand around it. The head was perfect. The doctor who had circumsized him had done a good job. There was such a big ridge where the head met the shaft. His dick looked like a mushroom. A great, big, seven inch mushroom.

She grabbed it near the base and pulled it as she licked the head. She watched his large hairy balls lift and fall from the motion. She tickled the pee hole with the tip of her tongue. She looked at Jake and opened her lips wide. She lowered her mouth on the purple head and sucked hard. Jake groaned. He put his hand on the back of her head and gently pushed himself deeper. Nancy accepted as much cock into her throat as he wanted. It stiffened in her mouth. Her nostrils filled with his scent.

"Goddamn, you suck a mean dick."

"Machs caa oo mave a mean ick." She mumbled around his meat pole.

Jake laughed and then groaned again as Nancy cupped his balls and qently squeezed them. She pulled her lips off his cock and licked just under the head. She worked her tongue down the shaft, licking and nibbling the large vein. When she got to his plum sized balls, she popped one in her mouth and sucked it. Then the other, while she vigorously did double time pumping the shaft. Jake was fully erect and hard as velvet covered steel. Nancy pulled her face away and looked at him. She smiled.

"That's better." She said, still jerking him. "Now fill me up with that fucking baseball bat between your legs." She leaned back against the couch.

Jake groaned to himself as he looked at her. What a fucking sexy piece of ass she was.

Nancy and Doug were the perfect match as far as looks went. They were married five years. Nancy wanted a popular, life of the party guy. Doug was that. He was always the perfect host. Laughing. Telling jokes and stories. A man's man, but women were also comfortable around him. He was 31 and she was 30. Doug was 5'11" and about 150 lbs. A tall good looking guy with a mustache and great hair. The squared jaw, kind of guy women turn to look at when he walks down the street. 

But his looks and free wheeling attitude were where the party ended. He did a lot of booze, cocaine and weed. When he got wasted and the guests went home, he always accused his wife of flirting and trying to fuck his friends. And then he was always too wasted to fuck her himself. And even when he was up to the task, he wasn't very good or adventurous. 

Nancy was the kind of woman a guy would be jealous over. She was a looker that guys get whiplash to drool over when she walks by. She was about 5'6" and all of 110 lbs. She had almost no boobs, maybe 32 b, but she made up for it with a perfect ass and legs. She knew they were her best feature and dressed appropriately. Loose tops with tight jeans or short skirts. Just a peek up those sexy legs at her panties could get you immediately hard. 

Her blond hair had frosted tips and she wore it to her shoulders. Nancy had a beautiful face and her large green eyes were enough to make a man cum if she batted her long lashes at him and smiled that sexy smile. Her lips told you that she could suck your dick so hard you're eyeballs would hurt.  Jake dropped to his knees and stared at her pussy. She trimmed it but didn't shave it. Jake liked that. He liked a little grass on the field. Her cunt lips were dark red and slightly parted. They glistened with moisture. He ran a finger between them and her hips twitched. He slid his finger further and pressed the tip against her puckered rosebud asshole. He pushed it in to the first knuckle. Nancy groaned and lifted her hips slightly. Jake worked another finger into her and sawed back and forth.


"Oh god baby. Stop teasing me. I need that cock." Nancy moaned.

Nancy spit in her palm and reached between her legs for his thick cock. She rubbed her spit over the head and it at her anal opening. Nancy rubbed the fat head against her asshole. Jake didn't even have a chance to push into her. Using her legs and pushing her shoulders against the couch for leverage, Nancy impaled herself on his dick. 

"Ooof.  Unnnnggg.

She grunted as she felt the tip enter her and stretch her ass open. She pushed her hips further and felt the pop of her sphincter as it stretched wider for the head and then tightened again against the narrower shaft.  "Oh shit, you're so fucking thick. You stretch my ass like a goddamn ... " Nancy didn't get a chance to finish. She felt three of the seven inches slip up her ass. 

"Aaaaauuugggh. Fill me up. Fill my ass with your big, beautiful cock." She begged.

Jake groaned as he felt the tightness of her asshole squeeze his dick. He pushed more into her. He looked at her face she was beautiful and young. He smiled as her eyes rolled back and she bit her lip. Nancy closed her eyes and rolled her head from side to side as Jake pumped his cock in her.

"You want more? Tell me you want more cock. Beg me."

Nancy opened her eyes half way. He liked doing this to her. She was already so full of meat it felt like it was touching the back of her throat. She knew there was more. And she wanted it. She wanted his hips plastered against her asscheeks as deep as he could go. She needed it to hit that spot deep in her bowels. That trigger that would send her over the edge.

"Please Jake baby." Nancy whimpered like a junkie. "Pound my tight little asshole with your big man cock. Slam fuck me until you shoot your load in my ass." She wiggled her hips. "Nobody makes me cum like you do. Pleeeeease baby, pleeeeeease. I need it. Oooohhhggggod. That's it. Ooooo. Right there."

Jake pushed all the way in and smiled as his neighbor's wife's eyes opened wide with surprise. It happened every time. She thought she knew how much cock was left but it always surprised her when he was fully in. Jake slid in and out of her faster, trying to get as deep as he could. He put his hand under her knees and pushed them to her shoulders. He dropped on top of her and kissed her hard on the mouth. 

Nancy jammed her tongue into his mouth. She wanted a part of her to invade him. He sucked her tongue. She moaned into his mouth. Jake moved lower and sucked her tit. It was small enough that he could get the whole thing in his mouth. He sucked hard and roughly flicked his tongue across her erect nipple.

"Oh shit. That's it. Suck my tittie. Fuck my ass." Nancy moaned. She could feel her orgasm coming. He was hitting the spot. "Uunng. Uunng. Uunng. Uunng." She chanted with each stroke. His dickhead was bumping her trigger.

"Ooooooooooo yessssss. Right there. Oh shit. You got me,daddy. You got me."

Her ass tightened and her body started to shake. He was having trouble holding her legs in the air. She arched her back arch pushed her legs hard against his hands. He let go and her legs wrapped around his hips and tensed. Any second now. He increased the speed of his thrusts.

"Of fuck, I'm cumming." He bellowed. "I'm cumming in your ass. Huhh. Huhh. Huhh." 

"FILL MY ASS WITH YOUR CUM. Oh Jay- ake fill my ass." Nancy screamed.

Jake watched her jaw clench as she slammed her head against the couch back. Her neck muscles bulged and her whole body stiffened. Nancy could only moan as her climax wracked her body. Her legs trapped him in a scissors hold like a pro wrestler. Her heels dug into his ass pulling him as tight to her body as possible.

He grunted as his cock exploded in the pretty bank teller's ass. He pumped a couple more times and was done. He knew it would be another minute or so before he could pull out. That's why he liked doing her. She was one of the few women he'd met who came from a dick in her ass. And it was quite an intense orgasm for him too. Like if a broad is sucking you but doesn't stop after you cum and she won't let go. The head of his dick was raw and sensitive for hours after.

When Nancy came from ass fucking, her sphincter clamped him so tight that he was like a dog hooked up with a bitch. Until he softened a bit or she relaxed a bit, he was stuck with her ass muscles milking every last drop out of him. The overworked nerve endings at the end of his dick caused little twitches every time her ass squeezed him. Jake held her hips and watched as her climax continued to cause tics and twitches as different nerve endings reacted. 

"Unng. Unng. Unng. Unng." Nancy moaned, through clenched teeth every time she flinched.

A part of him wished he could cum like that. He wondered if she would keep twitching if he could pull his dick out. Could he go to the fridge and get a drink and come back to find her still cumming?

Finally, he felt her body relax. Her legs dropped and his pecker slipped out of her. He stuffed it in his pants. Nancy was panting and her chest was still heaving. Jake stroked her cheek. Nancy lazily opened her eyes. She smiled weakly.

"Did you cum?" Jake asked.

Nancy slapped his arm. She smiled at him. "Almost." She replied.

Jake laughed and stood up. He looked at his watch. "Oh shit." He went to the patio door. When he was outside, he peeked his head back in. "Thanks."

Nancy waved her arm at him. "Oh no. THANK youuu." She waggled her fingers at him as he disappeared once more behind the curtains and closed the door.

Jake looked at the houses on either side. He wanted to make sure no one was watching. It was getting dark, so he figured he had a pretty good shot of getting back home unseen. His backyard was directly across from Nancy's. Just make it through the gate and everything's fine. He took about 25 steps. He wasn't a very good look out.

"Hey Jake. Whatcha doing?"

It was Linda. A very pretty, 23 year old friend of Nancy's that lived with her husband, Frank, in the house to the right. She was at her backdoor with a trash bag.

"Just heading home." He answered.

Linda set her bag down and walked the few steps to him. She looked at the closed curtains in Nancy's livingroom. She looked at Jake and smiled. She was wearing a red and white checkered shirt that was tied at the waist.  Her large tits jiggled as she walked, letting Jake know, she was braless. About 6 inches of flat belly showed between her shirt and shorts. She ran her fingers across her bellybutton. 

"Is Doug home? I need to ask him something." She asked, with a sweet tone. She was curling a lock of her black hair around her finger.

"Ah. Yeah." Jake lied. "Got home a while ago."

"Oh okay. Well, it can wait." She looked across the yard at Jake's house. "I never noticed before, but I bet from your bedroom you can look right into mine." She moved her hand to let him know where her bedroom was. "I guess I had better make sure my drapes are closed when I take off my clothes for bed at 12:15. Wouldn't want to be putting on a nudie show. You might get the wrong idea. Especially since my husband is working the late shift this month and doesn't get home until after 3. "

Linda turned and sashayed her hips in her tight white shorts. She bent at the waist to pick up the trash bag. She bent over further than she needed. The shorts stretched across her cute little ass. She turned her head toward Jake. "No peeking now." She dropped the bag in the can and went inside. 

Jake felt his cock stir. He looked at his watch. He set the alarm for 12:10.

                    * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Nancy picked up her underwear, pantyhose and her wine and headed upstairs. She ran a bath. She threw her clothes in the laundry. She turned off the water and dimmed the lights. She eased into the steaming tub. Her anal orgasms always left her body aching. She finally understood why the French call it 'the little death.' She sighed as the hot bubble bath soothed her back and neck. She laid back and draped a cloth over her eyes. Her fingers traced lightly over her nipples. She was off in a dream state thinking of how things had started with her neighbor when she heard Doug shouting for her.

"NAN! Nancy! Nan-cy!" 

She knew he would go through every room downstairs calling her name even though he could see her purse and jacket in the kitchen. 

"Dammit Nancy. I told you to keep that glass door locked. You never know who could come sneaking in your backdoor." He shouted.

"Well, he came in my backdoor but he wasn't sneaking." She mumbled under the cloth on her face.

"Are you in there?" Doug called from the other side of the door as he tried the knob. "Why is it locked?" He asked.

"Yes, I'm in here." She answered, sitting up. "Because I'm taking a bath. I had a rough day and I just want to relax. Alone."

They had separate bathrooms so she could take a nice long bath without worrying he would come in and take a dump and stink up the place. It was her private area. Her sanctuary.

"I don't see why you have to lock the door. I AM your husband. Are you alone?"

"Doug, don't be an asshole. If you think someone's in here with me, why don't you sit in the hall guarding the door until I'm done." She snapped.

"I just don't see why you have to lock the door." She heard him mutter as he went downstairs. "It's not like I haven't seen ..." His voice trailed off as he got further down the stairs.

Nancy took a drink and settled back in the tub again. She heard the TV going. She thought back to how it started. 

                       * * * * * * * * * * * * * 

Things had been a bit rough between her and her husband for a while. Doug was doing more drinking and less in the bedroom. Nancy found she was left to pleasure herself on too many nights. More often than not, when she was diddling her pussy lately, her fantasies turned to her new neighbor, Jake.

It started just after he moved in. He had bought the place across the yard and one Saturday, while she was on her hands and knees in the garden, Nancy noticed a movement behind her and turned. She almost had a heart attack. There was a strange man there. He just came waltzing through the connecting gate in the fence. No warning or nothing. Just suddenly he was there. Standing behind her. Staring.

The young wife felt very self-conscious at the view she was presenting. She liked to show off her legs, so she had an assortment of nylon short shorts. They would be called daisy dukes if they were jeans. These were looser but just as short. Todays shorts were black and white stripes. She knew they rode part way up her ass when she bent over. That's why she liked them. And she was not opposed to flashing a bit of skin while her husband was there to protect her, if need be. But she didn't like the idea of a stranger getting an uninvited view of her half bare ass. It wasn't until she noticed him, did he speak. 

"Oh wow. You've got a pool."

"Oh my god." She exclaimed when she saw him. She rolled over so she was sitting. "You startled me."

Nancy looked at him. He was a big man. Older. Mid-fifties, she guessed. While her husband was tall and thin, this guy was more bull like. He had a belly and broad shoulders. On his tip toes he would probably be 5'8". His hair was grey and as long as hers. He looked like her image of a biker. He hadn't shaved in a couple days and the stubble was also grey.

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry. I hope I didn't frighten you." He said in a deep almost gravely voice. Nancy got the impression that frightening her was exactly what he wanted to do. "My name's Jake. I bought the place over..." He pointed to the 5ft high wooden fence that separated their yards. "There was a gate and I got curious. Little did I know it would lead to such a lovely neighbor."

Nancy was struggling to get up. Her legs were splayed at an awkward angle.. She was having trouble getting the leverage she needed to stand. 


Backdoor Man



I didn't think that I quite understood what I had just heard. My face must have been quite red and Brittany admittedly blushed as well, realizing that she had just said. My lovely, nerdy young tenant and neighbor (her husband and she leased a home from me) had just propositioned me in a way I couldn't quite forget. 

"So, let me get past the shock phase and make sure that I heard you correctly. You're offering me your ass...in lieu of rent, for just how long? How many months, Brit? You're indenturing yourself to save money or is there something else to this picture that I'm overlooking here?" I poured myself a beer to take it all in and offered her one as well, which she gladly accepted. 

"That's the thing...I was thinking of a year for now, with the option of renewal. We would live rent-free in monetary terms, but I would be available to you for your...sexual needs for at least a year, with the understanding that it's my ass only. You can spank, lick, fondle, finger, or fuck it as you wish, but it's just my ass. Not my pussy. Not my mouth. I just want that to be clear. My pussy still belongs to Rich," Brit declared. 

"I see. Well, that's a truly intriguing proposal, I must confess. Speaking of Rich, however, what does your husband think of this little idea of yours? Does he even know? You're both friends of mine. How will this affect our friendship and your marriage?" I naturally wondered, though my cock was very stiff at the idea of getting to do whatever I wanted to Brit's ass for an entire year. 

"He's...more than a little excited by it, I must confess. That's kind of the other thing. I don't know if you're aware of this, but Rich and I have been experimenting with ass play for a while now. The only thing is that he has found that he enjoys receiving more than giving. He likes to be the passive partner when it comes to anal. This allows me to have what I want, but I'd really like for him to have what he wants, too. He wants you to own his ass as well...for the same length of time. A full calendar year. Starting tonight and ending a year from now, at the earliest. I just figured that if you were sufficiently interested in my ass...well, you might go for it, even if his didn't appeal to you as much," Brit stammered a bit, as we both downed our beers. 

"Would these terms be consecutive or concurrent?" I inquired, since it wasn't entirely clear, of course. 

"Same time, if I recall what concurrent means correctly. Yeah...concurrent. You'd own both of our asses. You'd be our...master in a way, at least when it came to anal sex. Trust me, he would get something out of this as much as you would. He'd love it. He's very bi, it seems, judging from what he's told me," Brit confessed with some excitement, as I got each of us another beer. 

"So, you two would otherwise be faithful and monogamous, at least in the sense of normal...vaginal sex. No other cock in your pussy but his, no other pussy surrounding his cock but yours. No ass for his dick to use at all. Am I correct here? I wouldn't have oral sex with either of you or vaginal sex with you, nor would he penetrate me anally. I would, however, use both of your asses as I please, when I please, etc. I'd be the top, you two would be the bottoms, in more ways than one. I'd be your Backdoor Man, if you will," I made sure that I understand correctly. 

"Exactly, at least for now. Until we'd discussed such details. Bear in mind that these rights are unlimited, if you agree. No exceptions. No restrictions. Nor would you be expected to be faithful to us. You're in charge of our asses. We have no claim or rights to your dick. You're not married to or dating us. This is sexual dominance and submission, albeit strictly with our butts. Yes, we know that it's not legally binding, but we've agreed to it and are willing to sign a contract with you...both of us are. This is not just about rent. That's just a way to make it...well, financially easier on us while we live at your beck and call and such. And to provide both of us with a sense of being whores...as well as being a way for you to show some mercy to your bottom bitches," Brittany clarified, her hand now wanting down her pants to pleasure herself. 

"Call your husband. If he confirms this in my hearing, I will consent to it. There will be a written contract, however. Just for the record, though, I never expected to be so attracted to both man and wife at the same time...guess I must be bisexual as well. Just realize what you're both getting into. There is no turning back from this. Even if you opt to terminate the contract after a year, both of you will have taken my cock up your asses so much by then that you'll never quite be the same people again. Your marriage will have, at least for a year, suspended the rules of strict fidelity expected by society. And I'm not entirely convinced that you'll ever be satisfied with returning to monogamy after that," I warned Brit, who nodded and smiled. 

"God, I hope not! I personally want this to last, and I think that it will, but in the end, it will depend on how all three of us turn out. Both Rich and I feel a lot of raw lust where you are concerned. Both of us are eager to have you take us there. I've pegged him a few times and he's fucked my ass, so neither of us are virgins, but both of us just plain like to take it in the butt rather than put it there," Brit explained to me, as I stroked my very stiff cock through my pants. 

"Well, God knows that Sherry and I are done, and one of the issues was that she wanted to dominate me. I don't just mean in the usual sense of the term, either. You know, the cliché, cultural joke where the man is pussywhipped and does whatever the wife says for whatever reason. She wanted to actually be in charge of the relationship, have me as her sub, and that wasn't going to fly. It wasn't a cuckold thing according to her. She just wanted to dominate me permanently and I told her that I wanted to dominate her instead...both of us wanted this to be full-time, too. I wanted to fuck her ass and she wanted to peg me instead. She told me that this was the only anal sex that she would ever give me. 

"Anyway, I'm single now, but she's dropped hints that she would likely want a little ex sex now and then. I mention this because if either of you are present, I might let her fuck you in the ass in front of me. Could you handle me sharing your ass with another person like my ex?" I warned Brit, who blushed a bit, but nodded. 

"Actually, that's kind of a turn-on. I must admit that either letting her fuck my ass with a strap-on or watching her peg Rich would excite me a lot...and we had discussed something like this. If another man or woman did that to us, it wouldn't count as cheating as long as you ordered it," Brit winked at me before planting a kiss and adding, "Sorry, got to go back home and tell Rich your answer. I would just do it over the phone, but I know that he will be so turned-on by it that he'll want to fuck me into tomorrow...and, well, we're trying for a baby, strange as that might seem. Don't worry, we've agreed that as our lover, we could kiss you on the mouth. It's only fair. And we already knew that you'd be missing kisses, since you and Sherry aren't an item."

So ended the strangest conversation that I had since Sherry and I broke it off. Speaking of which, she chose that moment to call me, just as Brit left the house, having just gotten out of class with an apparent need to let off some steam. Sherry was horny and, well...she had warned me. 

"Hey, Sherry, what's new?" I asked her casually, unaware of what she had in mind. 

"Oh, love...what happened to our pet names? Shouldn't I at least get to be 'Sherry baby' like in that Maggie Gyllenhaal film? I know that we're not a couple...but can't we still call each 'honey' and 'babe' like old flames do?" Sherry surprised me by pouting. 

"Sure, babe, what did you have in mind?" I asked my ex. 

"Ex sex, of course. You and me, for old times' sake. I'm coming over and daring you to stop me. I want to ride you into next week. You might not like being topped, but you have to admit that you enjoyed cowgirl and reverse cowgirl, didn't you?" Sherry pointed out. 

"Sure, but right now, I want to fuck you on the kitchen table. I'll explain why later," I declared. 

"Yummy...sure, why not? I'm game for that. Hope that your table is sturdy enough. We never tested it before we broke up," she observed, unaware of just how hard I was right then. 

Not ten minutes later, while I searched for condoms, knowing how she felt about such things, Sherry knocked at the door and I heard my cell phone go off with a text. 

It read, "It's me, dear, the big bad she-wolf and I'm coming to eat you for lunch, so little pig, let me in." 

I laughed at that and opened the door to grab her for a steamy kiss before telling her, "Wait right there. I need to go to the store and pick up more condoms, so I have to get dressed. Want to come with me?" 

"Darling, forget that. Allow me to confess something...the rubbers were a measure of control for me. While I thought that I could dominate you, I set these rules for sex, these terms and conditions, and the condoms were part of that. I hoped that you giving in on that was a good sign for my future dominance. Man, was I wrong! Anyway, we're exes now and I've an itch to scratch. I haven't fucked a guy since we broke up, just pegged a couple of guys, and how many girls could you have had since then?" Sherry wondered. 

"So...you want it bareback, do you? I think that I can oblige you there," I said, grabbing her miniskirt and lifting it to find her commando. 

"No panties...and a bald pussy. Boy, were you horny!" I chuckled. 

Right then, Brit sent me a pic of herself and Rich right after their first round, including her freshly fucked pussy and Sherry's eyes grew wide while she saw that. She grabbed her phone and took a photo of her shaved crotch, before handing me her panties. They were soaked, of course. 

"Let me confess something else, Don. With guys other than my regular lover...I don't have to be in charge all the time. I just wanted to have my domestic situation in hand. Boyfriend tamed and ready to obey me in all things. Marriage eventually, to Mr. Right, who has to be submissive and let me spread my wings. The right guy would wear rubbers with me while the other men went bareback, you see. The rules were all for the sub hubby. No, not a cuckold thing per se. I'd have shared you with other women. No chastity belt or cock cage. No rules against masturbation. But a hot wife thing in a way, with me choosing your partners, male and female. Yeah, I wanted to not only peg you, but have you suck and fuck other men as well as women. The other partners could sometimes dominate me instead of me topping them," Sherry asserted as she bent over the table and offered me her pussy from behind. 

"So...what about pregnancy?" I asked Sherry as I put her panties in my pocket. 

"Um...other men would do the job, not the husband. He would raise the brats and be the Daddy, but other men would donate all of the sperm to do the job and he would meekly accept his role there. Now that I know that you're not a sub...well, you and I can't marry, because you're not Mr. Right, but we can certainly fuck, of course, and with you having more say than you would have," she panted and moaned as I began slamming her drenched pussy with my hard cock. 

"So, that's why you broke it off from your end, because I'm not Mr. Right, but you still care for me," I caught on. 

"Exactly...damn, that cock of yours, I've missed it so much," Sherry groaned as I took her repeatedly. 

"Well, now that we know this, did you want to make this a regular thing, you and me having ex sex?" I wondered, since she chose me for her first booty call since our break-up. 

"God, yes! I can never give up this cock, baby...and it's so much better without that damn rubber on! I can feel the veins in your dick now, your skin inside me...fuck, it feels so good!" Sherry confessed, even as Brit sent me more pics of things like Rich's cock and her creamy cunt. 

"No relationship, just fucking whenever we both want it? I can definitely go for that. Less pressure to try to make things work out. Hey, I just got a really bizarre proposal from my tenants. Maybe you can help with the contract if they're as serious as they sound. They want me to...own their asses," I told her, not expecting her response. 

Sherry almost instantly lost all self-control and came in a messy way that she never anticipated. Seeing and feeling her reaction, I came as well, shooting my first load ever deep inside her pussy. My cum prompted yet another orgasm, I could tell, especially as I just kept...cumming. My cock and balls twitched and jerked with each spurt, and then Sherry stood up on wobbly legs to give me a deep tongue kiss that made me shiver. Her eyes registered a message that I didn't quite understand at first, but then she put her head on my shoulders and began rubbing my ass for a bit...before kneeling to suck my cock straight from her own twat. Her face gave me a look of complete awe as she bobbed up and down on my dick, keeping me hard. She even sucked my balls and turned me around to start rimming me, much to my astonishment. When she was done, Sherry rose to grab a notepad and pencils from her purse. 

"Honey, this is the sexiest thing that I've ever heard from you! The idea of you topping a couple...a married couple, right? The idea that you could do whatever you wanted to them...especially to their arses. God, you really are a Dom, aren't you? I totally read you wrong, baby. I've never been so turned-on by you as I am now. So...I'm more than willing to help you enslave this couple, I promise you that. I'm so excited now...was that the woman who sent you those dirty pics? Awesome," she slipped back into her British accent as she sometimes did whenever she was extremely aroused, even though she hadn't been back to Manchester since she was in secondary school. 

"Yes, same girl. Brittany, and yes, she's married to this Rich guy. They're offering me ownership of their asses in exchange for living rent-free for at least a year. What excites you so much about this all?" I probed. 

"It's a reminder of just how dominant and aggressive you are. I need that kind of bloke in my life, too, as you can see. I'm not all about topping, as I said," Sherry confessed, "I want badly to be part of this...and I also hope that you'll let me borrow their bums now and then. You know...to spank and fuck." 

"God, Sherry, you are still full of surprises! Sure, why not! Especially if you use your legal knowledge to help this sort of thing along, even if it isn't legally binding," I reacted by staying hard. 

"Well, that's the thing. It doesn't obligate them legally, yes, but if phrased right, it protects you from any allegations of rape and forcible sodomy," Sherry said as she sat and squished, my cum still running down her thighs toward the kitchen floor. 

"And you're eager to do this, provided that I let you use them now and then," I asked for clarity's sake. 

"Exactly, love. I want to borrow their arses now and then. It shall be a great outlet for my dominant side while I wait for Mr. Right. By the way, I'm thinking of going off the Pill soon, so you can knock me up. I was going to wait to meet Mr. Right, so I could make him fuck my mouth while you, and yes, I've decided that it must be you, put your seed in me. Now, however, I want to get safely knocked up by you so that I can guarantee that you stay in my life. Between that and my borrowing of your arse slaves, I should be safely involved with you at the level that suits both of us. Not soulmates or lovers, but...bedfellows," Sherry bit her lower lip, a gesture that surprisingly made her look very submissive at the moment. 

"So, you foresee this...bedfellows thing as being permanent," I noted. 

"Yes, by Jove! Very permanent. I want you to father all of my spawn...every last one of them. That could take years, you know. A lot of shagging for us, plenty of turns for you to be in my cunny," Sherry winked, "think of all those years of breeding me, your saucy Indian tart, and no more of my being so cold or bossy with you. Think of getting to even plunder my naked arse...yes, you could bugger me, too. I'm tempted to sign a contract similar to theirs, in fact." 

"I thought that you gave anal only, not took it," I observed. 

"Oh, darling, that was when I wanted to enslave you! My slave hubby shall never get my arse, not to fuck at any rate. That's an act reserved for other men. Too dominant for him and if he's the right sort, he'd much rather worship my arse than do anything that might hurt it. I shall peg him, however. Anal in my marriage shall only be him taking it from my strap-on, not him plundering my bum," Sherry laughed, licking her succulent lips and let her lovely, swarthy face tell me volumes more than what she said. 

"You're not seriously considering signing a contract like that, are you?" I asked Sherry, wondering how much she meant what she had said. 

"Oh, yes, by George, I am! Why do you ask?" Sherry asked me. 

"Because you would no longer have control of the sort of situation that you just described. If I told you to bend over and let your slave hubby, as you put it, fuck you in the bum, you'd be expected to comply...and bareback to boot, and I might do just that," I warned her of what it could entail. 

"Fair enough, and in that case, I would comply and the usual rules of such a wife-led marriage would be suspended, darling. I have to confess that this whole thing...well it scares me, but it also has me wetter and more turned-on by you than I ever was while we dated," Sherry said as she gave me a serious lip lock. 

"Well, you should think long and hard about this, just as I encouraged Brittany and Rich to do. This is not some game. If I own your ass, I will use it for my pleasure. I will use it hard, too. Perhaps you're not as Domme as you thought. If so, perhaps you should consider getting back with me and being my slave while topping someone else. Just a thought," I mused. 

"Darling, if I came back to you, it wouldn't be as your wife...or even your girlfriend in a normal sense. It would mean coming back to you as your...pet, as it were. Your personal fuck toy...plaything. To me, well, it's hard to explain, but I think of marriage in its present form as something increasingly matriarchal or fem dom, I guess. It's just the way that marriage is headed and a lot of men are avoiding it for that reason. The man is tamed, domesticated, you see. Look at this Rich guy, from how you described him. His wife gets to take a hard cock up the bum and his idea of equal time and fairness is to take one, too. Maybe it was his idea, but if he has no ideas of fucking a girl in the arse, well, I'd peg him as a bottom and a bit of a sub, wouldn't you?" Sherry laughed. 

"So...if you came back to me, it would be as my submissive partner, if you will," I sought clarity. 

"Well, now that I know what you're capable of, love, I couldn't be content with anything less than having you top me and use me for your pleasure first...ahead of my own. It's so much easier if I'm not your good lady wife, but your slut. Your slave, really. Let's not kid ourselves. This is outside of my normal comfort zone, but that's fine with me. I still want to dominate a man, or maybe two or more men, but they would need to understand that you have rights that they don't have. That being said, I wouldn't mind visiting you and catering to your every last whim. Just don't expect me to live with you. I need to control my own flat or house, have that private domain, you see. Don't expect me to cook or clean, either, on my visits. I'd bring over my little subbie boy toys and have them do that for you instead," Sherry explained as she poured herself some of my favorite Scotch and drank it neat...another remind of just how British she was. 




Backdoor Man



"So...this would just be sexual servitude. And you're okay with that. Interesting. Tempting. Very tempting. Maybe on a trial basis or something. You spend a weekend or two with me that way, at my beck and call, see how you like it that way," I suggested. 

"Well, a friend of mine, Melissa, is a guy's private slut for a month and she loves it already, but sure. A weekend at a time is a good start, at least until you decide that you love having my sweet Indian fanny at your disposal, to shag whenever it pleases you, love. Could be a nice way to let off steam from a hard week of studies. I still need a money slave or two, though...you know, to pay for my lifestyle. Or maybe I should go into stripping to pay for law school. Or get a Sugar Daddy, for that matter. Face it, I work hard at my education, but in the end, my tastes and desires are too...extravagant for even a lawyer's pay to cover my expenses, and I don't have my law degree yet. Anyway, I should still find a replacement slave or two for what I thought that you would be. Thankfully, you didn't. I'm glad now that I've found a man with a spine and a set of bollocks," Sherry said, getting up to kiss me. 

"Where off to now?" I asked her. 

"Nowhere yet. Remember, I'm to draw up the contract for you and your butt sluts. That's going to be rather lovely, I think. Then I plan to find one of those fine lads that I pegged the other day and feed him a creampie, love. Yours, to be precise. I'm going to love this, I think. Well, if I do this, I need to get used to visiting you and having you have your way with my arse. Please understand that I'm not going to be your wife, girlfriend, etc...ever. I'm going to be your slave. Not submissive partner, either. Slave. Pet. Plaything. Fuck toy. Your saucy slut, ready to do whatever you ask of her...or if it's domestic, have her own slaves do so. Might be fun to get off from having you top me and then let off my dominant urges with someone else. A very patient someone, I think, because his girlfriend or whatever shall be a slut addicted to dominating him and serving another man," Sherry laughed as she gave me a lot of tongue. 

"Well, they're coming over now, I think," I smiled, as I heard the doorbell ring and started to answer it, but Sherry reached it first. 

"Oh, you must be the lovely couple. Don't mind me. I'm just the ex-girlfriend and all that jazz," Sherry smiled at them, letting them in. 

I felt my cock harden a good deal as I saw how both of my tenants were dressed. Brit wore Daisy Dukes and a bikini top, while Rich only had on his sweatpants and flip flops, his hairless chest entirely bare. I could see how the two reacted to seeing Sherry in her semi-dressed state and my cock exposed to both of them. It was clear that I just had fucked her, too. The house smelled of sex and beer, as I gestured for both of them to come over to me and sit down. 

"Did you bring the lube, because you're gonna need it if you sign this contract that Sherry will help create for us. She's a law student, by the way. Originally from Manchester, as it happens. Attended the finest public schools, too. That's the girl who sent you the pic of her bald pussy, of course. She's a bit of a switch, it seems. Now, both of you drink a bit to steel yourselves for what's going to happen to you. Sherry's contemplating some kind of arrangement for herself and she might opt to participate at some point in this, but it will be as I determine. Now, are you ready to begin? Wait, perhaps we should get something proper to eat this fine Saturday night?" I decided. 

"Well, I know of a place that does a great curry if you're open to Indian food. If one of you has a stomach issue, though, I understand," Sherry noted. 

"As much Indian as I've eaten, the food should be no trouble. You're rather spicy yourself," I teased my ex, who burst into laughter while Brit blushed a tad and Rich got visibly hard. 

"Yes, you are rather nice at eating this sweet fanny of mine, aren't you? I keep it shaved just for you, in fact. Maybe that's the part of me that I should sign over to you, not my arse. Who knows? Anyway, we're here for these two, aren't we, not for me?" Sherry winked at us. 

"So, Indian...what place?" I was curious now. 

"Devi's. A friend of mine runs it. She married a Puerto Rican guy, Gustavo, who works for United Airlines and was able to land her a concession at the airport. Nice couple, really. I've slept with both of them now and then, separately and in threesomes. She's from New Delhi, actually. Anyway, they have a new treat...it's a chicken curry pizza. The girl still doesn't eat beef, but she has opened up to chicken, fish, and other meats. It shows with Gustavo's and her idea of the chicken curry pizza. Trust me, it's delicious, love," Sherry smiled as Brit and Rich turned to me. 

"Well, you guys on board with that?" I asked them, curious, in case it was an issue. 

"You're the Master, Sir," Brit winked, while Rich nodded. 

"Very well, then. Chicken curry pizza it is. A first for me to be sure," I laughed as Sherry dialed the numbers for Devi's. 

"Alright, now, while the food awaits, let's consider what is at stake here. You want to live rent-free for a year in that house, in exchange for which I own your asses. I've decided that isn't good enough. I want you both to move in with me, so I can have much easier and more regular access to your asses. I'll let Sherry move into the other place for now, and why I won't quite leave her rent-free, since she's in school, I'll be...flexible about how she pays it, when, etc. How does that sound, folks?" I suggested an alteration in the original plans. 

"Well, that would definitely help us, for sure, and I wouldn't mind it if you had daily access to my ass. What about you, Rich?" Brit asked her husband. 

"God, yes! The idea of seeing you get it regularly from him as well as me, as well as the chance of your cock going in my ass...damn," Rich grinned, his bulge undeniable through his sweatpants. 

"Well, since it's anal only, prepare for both of you getting a lot of anal. You do realize that, right? Sure, there will be other partners for me, including Sherry here, especially when I want mouth or pussy, but since you're only offering me your butts, count on them getting a lot of traffic, so to speak. Your assholes may never fully return to normal. The vagina is far more resilient, as demonstrated after so many births. The anus tends to become very loose after a consistent regimen of sodomy," I warned them both, "not that I mind, of course. Even looser, it's still sexy. It's just never going to be the same for either of you. And it won't just be my cock going up there. Plus, I'll make you wear butt-plugs when not using them, so even if this ended a year from now, you will be very changed people, anally speaking." 

"We kind of hope that it won't end after the year, but if it does, we hope for good tenant references," Brit declared. 

"Sweet Brit, even if it ends a year from now, you can stay with me, both of you, for as long as you wish, just with new terms for rent or whatever we decide at the time," I explained to her, which made both Rich and she smile. 

"That is touching, but what about the contract?" Sherry reminded us with a slight giggle that was uncharacteristic for her. 

"Indeed. So, anyway, to recap, you both to live with me as my anal slaves for a year. No vaginal intercourse or oral with either of you unless you indicate that you're open to it. Perhaps temporary tattoos on your asses to mark that they are mine for the year. Permanent ones to replace them if you decide for a longer contract after the year is up. Don't worry, when at work, I won't trouble you, but as soon as you get home, unless we're going out in public shortly, those asses are to be exposed for my pleasure. Now, housework...," I began to discuss that when Brit raised her hand. 

"I'll do the housework for all of us, Master, I promise. I have a part-time job, but nothing that would stop me from being a good...well, housewife, for lack of a better word, for both of you. As for oral...well, Rich and I have talked it over, and apparently, he was just worried about you taking my pussy. He wouldn't mind the idea of me sucking your cock...and he wouldn't be opposed to sucking it himself. He just didn't want you to start fucking my pussy or monopolize my mouth, you see. So, as long as you are fine with sharing my mouth with him...and are open to him sucking your dick, too, he's fine with that...with me sucking your cock, too," Brit assured me. 

"So, blowjobs are back on the table. Nice. But with the idea that we share your...favors there. Rich and I, that is. Good to know. And Rich wants to suck my cock, too. Very nice to know. So, four holes available to me regularly. Even better than the two that I thought that I was getting. Still, that's the icing. The cake itself is owning your sweet asses. The idea of plundering your booty, so to speak. Guess we'd best invest in lube, and lots of it, especially at first. What about safewords, in case it gets too rough?" I asked them. 

"Jackass?" Rich grinned as he suggested that. 

"Works for you, at least. And you, sweet Brit?" I turned my attention to the sexy, nerdy strawberry blonde who now openly licked her lips at the idea of sucking and bending over for me. 

"Whiz," Brit winked at me. 

"Definitely fits you, my hot little geek," I watched her blush as she showed her lust through the lenses of her glasses. 

"So, we've agreed on safewords, living together, and what holes are available...and to whom. Assuming that Brittany's pussy is still off-limits, of course," Sherry recapped. 

"Yes, that's still the case, I think. Some things are still between us...for now, at least. We might review that in time," Rich asserted for the first time. 

"Very much what he said. I respect his wishes and understand that he is sacrificing a chance to penetrate other women...or men, for that matter, in order to preserve his exclusive rights to my pussy. We've agreed that the mainstream, conventional, vanilla sex remains each other's as the only part not released from our wedding vows...yet. We need to ease into something like this and our fantasy was mainly about the anal part, anyway...well, anal and D/s. Rich is content for now to focus on sharing me and...well, maybe he should say it himself," Brit blushed a bit more. 

"Yeah, sharing her and...sharing you. Sharing the experience of serving you, which I think will help us bond even more, as fellow submissives. I've long wanted to explore my sexuality a bit...and that is more of an interest to me right now...trying out the cock than experiencing another pussy. I've had a few of those already...and they're great. Don't get me wrong about that. But at least for now, I want to concentrate on being a bottom to the same Top as my wife serves, being a slave to the same Master...and the whole bisexuality thing, you know," Rich stammered a little toward the end. 

"What about if I want to have Sherry peg you now and then, or let her use your mouth for her pleasure, you know, licking her pussy or ass?" I probed a bit. 

"Well, that's different. That's part of serving you. It doesn't involve me sticking my dick in another woman's pussy, you see. It's not a betrayal of our little pact, right?" Rich coughed a little, but Brit nodded in assent. 

"Exactly. I don't mind him trying other women, if he likes, but he is trying to be fair to me by making a sacrifice here, as a gesture of gratitude and love, if you will, because he still wants my pussy to himself. Which I get, you know. I really do. So if he's cool with me sucking a dick or eating a pussy, I'm okay with him doing the same, and I'm certainly okay with him being pegged or taking a live cock up the ass. If he wants to rim Sherry, that's perfectly fine with me as well. I'm only setting those limits about cock and pussy until Rich gives me the green light for complete sharing," Brit declared. 

"So, soft swinging in a sense, but with a bondage twist," I now poured shots for everyone, figuring that we could all use some Scotch right then...and Chivas was pretty neat in more ways than one. 

"Exactly," Rich laughed, downing his shot, just as the pizza was delivered by Sanjay, Devi's cousin and occasional lover, originally from New Delhi. 

I was about to answer the door again, but once more Sherry beat me to the punch. She paid for the pizza and hugged Sanjay, who was visibly hard as he saw her state of undress...I quickly gathered that he was more into her than she had been into him, but maybe that would change. He came across rather submissive and very shy, just her sort of long-term relationship material. I got the impression that he had held a torch for her for a long time, which didn't surprise me. As twisted and sometimes annoying as Sherry could be, she had a definite sex appeal and some endearing qualities that had started to show again after a rough attempt at a romance between us. She was a lot more likeable as an ex than as a girlfriend, but I gathered that Sanjay might not mind her rules as much. He viewed her as if she was Kali or Lakshmi incarnate or something like that. 

After she paid and Sanjay left, I grinned and told Sherry, "You know, that boy really wants you...bad. He's got the hots for you, no question of that." 

"I know. And in the past, when I was hung up on a certain young stud, I didn't think of Sanjay as more than a sort of honorary cousin, but now. Now, love, I do believe that I shall claim the poor bastard before he finds another Goddess to worship," she licked her lips and winked at me, indicating that she was fully aware of her effect on the delivery guy. 

"When did you decide this?" Rich asked, truly curious. 

"Just now. It was an impulse, but now I want to take the poor sod home and make him my bum boy, my milquetoast hubby bitch. He's totally going to be whipped, don't you agree?" Sherry laughed wickedly, making Brit blush and giggle a bit. 

"So you've found my replacement. Yeah, he's an excellent choice for that role. Meek, shy, and likely to be very docile. Defies all of the arrogant, negative stereotypes about Indian men, I would say," I remarked. 

"Sure, because he's an outcaste...an untouchable. Just being considered by me is socially better than he deserves...in his eyes. If this were another age, he'd worship me from distance and never dare to approach me, of course. Now, at least, he can service me as he should. That's progress, I think," Sherry smiled as she returned to work. 

"Yes...let's get back to our plans, right?" I took the hint, being eager to own Brit and Rich...especially Brit, of course. 

"So, are we in agreement, then? Mouths are to be shared, asses belong to Donald, at least for a year, no rent to be charged, and others can be included at the discretion of Donald, as man of the house. Donald is the boss, the man of the house. Household chores to be the duty of Brit, of course. Very much Susie Homemaker here, but that doesn't bother me. Feminism should be about respecting women's choices, even old-fashioned ones, I would think. Sleeping arrangements?" Sherry asked as she ate her slice of the pizza, which I must admit was delicious in its own spicy way. 

"Three to a bed, I think. Yeah, all three of us together. Thankfully, my bed is nice and large. I can fit my butt sluts in it with me. I will enjoy spooning with them and pressing my cock against the outside of their asses, too. Teasing them with my cock to keep them eager to take it. There will be regular enemas, too, and scheduled colonics at times to keep you guys in proper shape for sodomy. You will both wear butt-plugs, naturally, and wash thoroughly for hygiene. Oh, and those butts of yours had better been exposed to me the moment that it's clear that you're home for the day. Do we understand each other?" I laid down the law. 

"Absolutely...Master," Rich tried my new title on for size. 

"Yes, it sounds delicious, Sir," Brit gave me the loveliest smile. 

"Good, now we can write this down in a formal contract...including the tattoo idea, right?" Sherry got to work on a legible, intelligible, almost legal document, done quite professionally, of course. 

"Exactly. No requirement of fidelity on my part, of course," I said as I kissed first Brit...and then Rich on the mouth, our tongues now tangling together. 

"Naturally, Master. We're your slaves, not vice versa," Brit assured me. 

"And no condoms. We want it bareback in our asses. We're going to be taking it daily, I think...so we definitely want to feel your cum inside our butts," Rich noted, making me grin. 

"So, how about a second agreement, then? One that commits you to be flexible about rent and let me move in to their old house, while I commit myself to lend you my body and any slaves of mine for at least one weekend per month? Lend, not sell, of course. Very short-term, but intense and fun for my part. And my whole body, not just my arse or mouth. My cunny shall be yours for that weekend as well. Just not consistently nor as available or convenient as these two. And...in addition, I hoped that we could agree to be each other's...last resort, sexually. For those moments when you need cunny, not just bum or mouth, or when I'm just plain craving your dick and your dominance. It shall be fun, right?" Sherry propositioned me now, much to my amusement and, frankly, enjoyment...this new side of hers seemed to be brought out by Brit and Rich, and I loved it...just as I loved discovering their nature. 

"It's agreed, then. Write it up, if you wish. I'll sign both agreements if everyone else here will do so...and witness them as well," I decided, at which point Sherry rushed to do exactly that. 

Once ready, I penned both covenants and watched three other people essentially all agree in some fashion to service my sexual needs for a good long while. It was soon witnessed and the first thing that Brit did was kneel without being asked to worship my cock...her soft lips enveloping my dick down to the base in a seeming hurry to get the most of me that she could at any given time. I was more than a little excited already, but then Rich made things even hotter by sucking my balls and taint, much to my astonishment. Before I knew it, Sherry had grabbed the cooking oil from where I always kept it and added her fingers to my ass. Soon, her lips were on my buns and her tongue licked around my sphincter while her digits penetrated me there. 

"God, love, you have the finest arse I've ever seen on a man! Might I please serve your bum while you fuck these two sluts of yours? I fucking adore your arse, darling!" Sherry declared as she alternated between rimming and finger-fucking my ass. 

"Damn it, Sherry, yes...you know how to pleasure a man for sure...just don't stop!" I commanded her, not wanting her attention to stop any more than I did the other two, who were now happily engaged in sucking my cock and balls. 

"Fuck, Donald...please fuck my ass now! Please! I need it in my ass!" Brit now begged me, bending over the table and sliding down her Daisy Dukes, followed by her thong, which hadn't been totally covered up at all times by her shorts. 

I made sure to lube up my cock and Brit's ass as well, bareback as indicated before, while she did her best to relax her asshole and I ease my dick into her butt a couple of thick inches at a time. My cock was average in length, but the girth was another matter...it was far from thin. By the time that I was done with Brit's ass, if I ever was, she would never return to her old tightness again, never could. She would be permanently stretched out, and so would Rich. They could never go back to normal, in that and all other senses. They would have been my personal playthings for at least a year, after all, and given me full rights to sodomize them to my heart's content. There was no way that they could go back to a vanilla, monogamous marriage after taking my cock up the ass for so long. 




Backdoor Man



I wasn't sure if Brit and Rich were truly aware of the implications of this, but maybe they were and didn't mind...that was more likely than not at this stage. They weren't naïve, after all, and they weren't anal virgins, by their own account. They just happened to both be very submissive at heart, which meant that perhaps on some level they craved me as a dominant who could bring them both to heel, give them discipline and guidance. I wondered if perhaps there was something of that to Sherry as well, but in her own way. She was much more of a switch, someone who wanted to submit to a stronger man on the periphery of her life, but needed a weaker one to serve her in her private world. 

In the meantime, my cock was now fully buried in Brit's booty, and God, it was truly awesome! I had never experienced any anal encounter that satisfying, as she pushed back at me with her hips and whimpered, begging me with every sound and movement for more, while her pussy juices began to trickle down her thighs. True, there was not much hair to pull, but it was still my favorite time ever buggering any woman in my life up to that point. I held onto her buns as she met my every thrust frantically and egged me on. She seemed truly hooked already, and I knew that for my part I was as well. Rich told me afterward that he had never seen his Brit so complete, so ecstatic since they had met. 

Apparently, what she had craved and needed was to surrender her body so absolutely and intimately to a man and have that man take her...claim her as his property and possession, or so it seemed to me. Her heat and tightness didn't hurt things, either, but given her attitude, even at her loosest, she would be a lot of fun in the sack...that ass was to die for, if one were to ask me. 

Pretty soon, it was pretty soon that Brittany was melting, but her hubby helped things for sure, as he slid underneath, urging me to pull off her just long enough for a DP. He was so hard that he definitely had to fuck her, and she clearly ached for another cock inside her. We were now on the floor, instead of bent over the table, with Sherry back at work licking and fingering my butt while I plowed Brittany's ass and Rich took her pussy hard. It was one of the finest sexual experiences that I had ever known and by now I had to fight off cumming, between Brit's glorious booty and Sherry's efforts directed at my own butt. 

"Please cum in my ass, Master...please, I want to feel your cum there!" Brit begged me now, while Rich let loose his own seed inside her. 

I couldn't hold it off any longer and my cock shot out the contents of my balls into her bottom, my dick still a little hard as I withdrew from her tush and left my slimy load behind in her gaping asshole. I wasn't prepared for what Sherry did next, as she quit rimming and fingering me in favor of sucking my cock straight from Brittany's ass. I hoped that this was sanitary enough, but the look of delight on Sherry's face made it clear that she was happy enough with what she did. Meanwhile, Brit planted her pussy on Rich's face and got into a 69 with him from above, while he lay on the floor, neither of them seeming to mind the taste of cum in their mouths. 

Sherry began playing with my ass again with one hand, her other hand cupping and stroking my balls. The biggest shock was the look of complete awe on her face as she sucked my cock and even a sense of satisfaction as I used her mouth as if it were her pussy and she had a chance to please me. My cock was now stiff again and Rich apparently decided that it was his turn to bend over for my use. He waved his ass at me and groaned in delight as I lubed him up with the oil and began to insert my cock into his butt. It was a little wait for him to adjust, but soon I started to pump in and out of his asshole, while he moved his hips to welcome my strokes. The sight of his dick hardening as I hit his prostate repeatedly was truly delicious. He didn't appear to have any seconds about surrendering the booty, at least not yet. I noticed that Brittany was now engaged in offering him her pussy to eat as she lay on the table and spread her legs for him. 

I held out a bit longer, of course, since Rich's ass wasn't quite in the same category of pure sensuality as his wife's, but Sherry now worked against me by toying with my prostate again, while Brit did her part by going back into a 69 with her husband. He was soon so excited that he increased his pace of moving his hips just as mine pushed me deeper inside him. It wasn't much longer before I went as far inside him as I could, truly owning his ass, much to our mutual delight, and that knowledge was what did the trick, forcing me to cum as I contemplated just how in control I really was now. 

Sherry rose at that moment and kissed each of the two on the mouth, followed by the lip lock she planted on me, giving each of us more than a little tongue. I found myself French kissing Brit immediately afterward, loving her ardor as she kissed me back...and then the real surprise was the willingness of Rich to kiss me on the lips, to fully embrace his bisexuality as I did in such an intimate and passionate manner. 

When we came up for air, Sherry took out her camera and began taking pictures of each of us after the act of this fantastic orgy. She even took a series of selfies showing the evidence that I had fucked her earlier that night before the final act, which really surprised all of us. She brought out a strap-on dildo and thigh harness, which she set on the table next to the chicken curry pizza to leave it up to me who got to use it. 

"Choices, choices. Whatever to do. Sherry, are you up to a pegging tonight?" I smiled at her, as she winked back at me. 

"Bloody hell, I never thought that you'd ask! May I please use your bum boy, Donald dear?" Sherry licked her chops as I nodded my agreement. 

Rich looked just a little nervous, but he seemed to remember that Brit and I had both used his ass already, so what was another dick, even plastic, back there? He bent over the table and offered Sherry his bottom for her pleasure, while she eased it into him for a moment. After giving both of them a chance to catch their breaths, Sherry started actively sodomizing him and he began pushing back with equal lust at her, clearly loving what she did to him. 

For my part, there was but one thing left to do, and that was to take Brit again, and boy was she ready for it! I started lubing her up again with the oil, though my cum remained inside her as another source of lube as well. She felt slick, slippery, and very warm inside her asshole as I plundered her bowels and she pushed constantly back at me to draw me deeper within her body. She later confessed that she had never felt such intimacy, such complete surrender and vulnerability as when I was buried so far up her bottom, that Rich was nice back there, but he didn't claim and control her deepest, darkest parts as I did, nor did he own her the way that she needed to be owned. She thought of him as more of an equal and she loved him, but she needed to submit to a man, and this was the most deliciously submissive thing that she could enjoy doing, to give up the booty to someone like me. The fact that her husband was taking it up the butt at the same time reinforced that they could be spouses and lovers, but he could never possess her, never be the true keeper of her heart, mind, and soul. She loved him and she would never give him up, but something had always been missing, and now she was complete, now that she found it in me. 

Time lost all meaning for a bit, as Sherry and I each sodomized our "victims", both of them as eager for this experience as we were, truth be told. It was likely to be the last hurrah for the night, especially given that I was already hungry from the calories that I'd used up from the hot, sweaty sex...and the beer and Scotch, for that matter were already impairing us all a bit. Still, we kept at it a bit longer, my balls slapping against Brit's thighs as I rammed her asshole and she whimpered from my eager, but steady violation of her butt. 

At last, however, Brit and Rich came..and then did Sherry due to the "feel-do" vibrations of the strap-on, my cock being last to the party as I emptied my balls for the final time that night. None of us seemed to worry much about cleaning as we polished off the pizza and drank a couple more shots each to unwind. None of us were fit to drive, either, so I decided to make sure that we all spend the night together. After all, tomorrow was another day and there was so much that could be done together, wasn't there? 

"Hey, folks, don't go anywhere. You two are moving, anyway, and you're supposed to be my weekend bed toy, remember? Besides, we're all in no condition to drive. Let's just crush wherever we wish and enjoy the touch of each other's sweat and skin...and other things," I chuckled, drawing some mirth from each of my partners that night.

It wasn't much longer before we limped into the bedroom, all four of us, and collapsed naked, tired, and sweaty onto the mattress in a tangled heap of naked flesh, slick with our bodily fluids and basking in the sensual contact of so much smooth skin. We drifted off to a contented slumber, each of us soothed by the company of the others. 

Whatever else happened, we had a night together that we would never forget.



Backdoor Man



"I missed the big unveiling. Is that the suit that caused all the ruckus?"

Nancy lifted her head and saw Jake in the doorway. She froze, embarrassed. She was next to naked with him in her bedroom. Once again he had surprised her in a compromising position. 

"I - I just ..." She stammered.

"Wanted to see what all the fuss was about? Me too. I mean, there are women down there poking out their husband's eyes with plastic forks." He said. 

He moved closer and sat on the end of the bed, just feet away from her. Her arms were at her side and she wanted to cover herself, but they wouldn't move. He looked her up and down, paying particular attention to the parts covered, or not covered, by her suit. The lightning bolt was like a neon sign saying - cunt this way.

"Very nice. Turn around." He ordered. Moving his fingers in a circle. 

Without knowing why, Nancy did. Her feet betrayed her as they slowly turned her so that her ass was presented to him. She looked in the mirror and watched him smile as he stared at her butt. Nancy could feel his warm breath against her thigh. She got goosebumps. She mustered the courage to speak. 

"I think you should go." She said, half hoping he wouldn't. 

She didn't turn. She wasn't sure of her reaction if she let him stare at her front again, although he could plainly see her in the mirror. He stood up. Her heart started beating faster. She both feared and hoped he would touch her. He leaned in close to her ear. She felt him breathing. He still smelled like wet leather. His voice was deep and husky.

"Maybe you can tell me where to get one of those suits. I know you would like to see me wearing one. I caught YOU checking ME out the other day. Can't hide anything in one of those." 

She waited for his touch. He left her standing there trying to catch her breath. Her nipples were so stiff, they hurt. When she changed into a pair of her standard short shorts and a shirt, and got the courage to return to her guest, she got a round of applause.

"Ha ha." She said. "That's the last time any of you will see that suit." 

Nancy grabbed a beer and made the rounds. Apologizing to some, laughing with others. The spectacle of the paint-on suit was soon dismissed as people got interested in other things. She did get some creepy stares from a couple guys she didn't know. Must be Doug's coke connection, she thought. She spent time with Linda and Frank and tried to avoid Jake.

As the sun set, people started leaving. Nancy spent most of the next 45 minutes saying goodbye and showing people out. When darkness came, the party dwindled down to just 9. Four couples and Jake. The booze was flowing and everyone was feeling no pain. Especially Doug. It was getting chilly and Nancy went inside for a sweater. When she came out, Jake was sitting with the others. Linda was asking him why he didn't have a date.

"He's too old to worry about all that dating crap." Frank said.

Everyone laughed.

"That's just about right." Jake answered. "I've got a good 15 years on most of you and I just got tired of all the - where are we going? - conversations."

"Here here." Doug slurred, almost asleep. Nancy play slapped him in the back of the head. Meaning it more than she thought. He glared at her.

"Maybe he's just too old to cut the mustard." Nancy teased as she sat beside her husband.

Everybody went -oooooo.

"If a guy can't cut the mustard, doesn't mean he can't still lick the jar, and sometimes a taste is just as good." Jake countered.

Everybody went -ooooooo again.

"Burn." Don said. Looking at Nancy

'Son - of - a - bitch He upped me again.' She thought.

Don and Frank grabbed the fireworks. Doug crawled over to crash on a lounger. The other guys joined Don and Frank.

"What is it with men and blowing things up." Linda asked.

"I don't know. Must be a testosterone thing. They love their explosions." Nancy said.

"I wish Don could get me to explode more often." Don's wife, Betty, said, laughing.

"If he had a tongue like Jake's, maybe he could." Linda said.

All the women laughed except Nancy. She blushed.

All the guys returned to the table. Linda went inside and cut the patio lights. They each took turns going to the center of the yard to set off a banger. Nancy watched Jake in the light of the explosions. His face was turned slightly but he was watching her from the corner of his eye.

The party lasted til around 10. Don and his wife left. Then Mary and Phil. Doug was passed out on a deck recliner. Frank and Jake were talking and Linda was talking with Nancy. Something in the other conversation got Nancy's attention. If she hadn't had more drinks than was her limit, she might have kept her mouth shut. But she was more than tipsy and had had enough male ego today. The patio lights were still off and the darkness sparked her courage.

"Hold on. Just hold on." She interrupted.

Both men looked at her.

"Did you just say that you can bring a woman to orgasm in three minutes?"

"Or less." Jake said.

"Bullshit." Nancy snarled at him. 

Jake shrugged his shoulders. "Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it."

Nancy glared at him. He was so smug it pissed her off.

"Prove it." She ordered. 

She leaned back in her chair and put her feet on the table about four feet apart and looked at her watch. The full moon offered enough light for a great view of her legs.

"Come on. Let's go. I don't have all night."

"Ahh -- no." He answered. "I think it's time for me to get home. Us old coggers need our sleep. Later guys. Tell Doug I had a great time." He nodded to Linda and Frank. He shook his head at Nancy.

"NAN!" Linda said after he left.

"He bugs me sometimes. I wasn't going to do anything. I just had to call him on it. GOTTCHA!" She shouted as Jake opened the gate to his yard. He waved his hand at her without looking back.

"We need to go too. Need help with him?" Frank asked, pointing to Doug.

"Naw. Let him sleep it off out here. Serves him right."

"See you tomorrow." Linda said. "You better take more than three minutes with me, mister." She said, as she and Frank went to their own house.

Nancy was still pissed. At Doug. At the guys who leered at her. And that brute who thought he had her number. She grabbed her crotch. "You ain't getting none of this, buddy."

Nancy was cleaning up and she kept glancing at the gate. He was probably over there jerking off thinking about her. Pretending he was fucking her. Jamming that big cock in her little hole. The bastard. She dumped the paper plates and cups in the trash can. Who did he think he was? God's gift to women? Well he wasn't. Nancy didn't remember walking the 50 yards across the lawn. She opened the gate.

"You don't know me." 

She shouted as she burst through his door without knocking. She was hoping to catch him in the act. Then she could call him a lonely, pathetic old man. He wasn't in the living room. She saw the stairs. The bedroom. He was in there, pulling it, wishing he was with her. She went to the stairs. He surprised her by coming in the front door.

'Godammit.' She mentally cursed. Can't she ever get one up on this guy?

"You don't know me. You don't know anything about me." She ranted at him

"Whoa. Slow down lightning bolt."

Nancy looked at him. She was too mad to be embarrassed by the reminder of her display in her bedroom. "You. You. You are an asshole." It was the only thing she could think of. She turned to leave.

"Maybe, but I can still make you cum in three minutes."

"You ... ohhh. Gggggah." She stamped her feet in frustration at not finding the words she needed.

"A hundred bucks says so."

Nancy glared at him. "$500."

"Done." 

Jake went for his wallet on the end table in the livingroom. Nancy followed him but when he moved to the table, she kept walking into the kitchen. The backdoor was in there. Jake smiled. He had done it again. His smile dropped when she came back with the egg timer from the stove. She set the timer for three minutes. It started clicking off the seconds. She sat on the couch, with her arms folded.

Jake heard the timer clicking and looked at the woman on the couch. He was sure she would cut and run as soon as he tried to get her pants down. If she didn't, then he was eating pussy. It was win - win for him.

Nancy couldn't believe what she was doing. She was just so mad at him. She wanted to prove him to be a blowhard and a braggart. He wouldn't do anything. He was like other men. All talk. She hoped. She jumped when Jake put his foot on the coffee table and shoved it out of the way. She shivered when he dropped to his knees between her legs. Maybe she was wrong. He put his hands on the sides of her shorts. He began tugging them down. Nancy figured it was time to end this. He had won.

"Okay you proved ..." 

She never got to finish. She was a bit drunk and her reactions were slowed. She didn't realize until it was too late when he lifted her hips up by her shorts and then quickly pulled them down. In a flash her pants were halfway down her thighs and her legs were up in the air. The blood pounding in her ears almost drowned out the sound of the timer, as it clicked the seconds away. Her pussy and ass were naked for him. Exposed without even a thin suit to protect her. 

Jake didn't waste the precious seconds he had left by getting her shorts off her legs. He held them both upright, which left a space about two inches between her thighs. He smiled at the brown fur around her snatch. He had guessed right. He buried his face against her twat. He licked furiously at the little piece of her pussy he could reach, while he used one arm to keep her legs up and the other hand to work the shorts closer to her feet until one leg was free. Her legs parted and he now had complete access to her cunt.

Nancy struggled to get free. She felt him licking her. She jumped when her legs parted and his tongue touched her slit. Her knees were now on either side of his head. She struggled weakly to get free. His tongue did the standard licking up and down her slit. It had been so long since she had been licked and even though she found nothing special about his technique, it was having an effect. She struggled harder to get away.

She jumped in surprise when his tongue quickly found her clit and made little circles around it. It usually took her husband several minutes to find her clit, if he found it at all. Okay, so he had some experience. That didn't mean she was going to climax in three minutes. She felt a moan starting. She looked at the timer, but her eyes wouldn't focus. 

"Oooohh." Escaped from her lips. "Oww." He bit her. He bit her on the clit. "You bit me." She complained.

"Just a little. To wake you up." Jake answered. 

He lifted his face to look at her. Nancy noticed his chin was wet. She tried to sit up. She had to leave now. He put his hands under her knees and lifted. This made Doug's wife fall back against the couch. Nancy felt his thick, bottle lifting tongue enter her hole. It jabbed in and out like it did with the beer bottle earlier. That was new for her.

"Oh shit." She called out.

His tongue was twisting and twirling like a snake in her pussy. It went deeper and deeper inside her. She was almost as full of tongue as her husband could manage with his dick. It even felt thicker. The tip of his tongue licked parts of her pussy that had never been licked before. Jake's upper lip was pushing and rubbing against her clit. Nancy twitched involuntarily when his lip moved sideways across her clit. How was he doing that?

"Oh Christ. Oh God. Ooohh. Oohh." She moaned. She was panting.











Nancy was past trying to escape. He was so goddamn good at eating her pussy. She was close to orgasm. She put her hand on the back of his head and tugged his hair as her hips rose to meet his probing tongue. She felt him push his face tighter against her crotch. God, could there be more tongue going in her?

DING

It was like an electric shock when the sensations quickly stopped. Every nerve was ready to fire the big one. She was tensed for an orgasm and then nothing. Jake lifted his face.

"Wha - wha - wha..." She said between breaths. Nancy tried to ask him why the fuck he stopped but she couldn't get the words to form.

"The timer went off. You win."

Nancy looked at the smiling face between her legs. Her legs were still in the air and he was just poised there with a stupid fucking grin. He was such a bastard. He planned it. He tricked her. What woman could stand a guy licking her to the edge of climax and not let him finish. Three minutes or three hours, she didn't care. She was going to cum. She grabbed his hair.

"You fucker. Finish me."

Jake resisted her pulling at his head.

"Oh please." She begged. "You win. You're right. About everything. I'll say anything you want. Just make me cum. please." 

Nancy bounced and wiggled her hips. It was wrong. So wrong. But she needed this. It had been too long since she came from anything but her own hand. She ached to have him take her over the edge.

"Ooohhh yesssss." She hissed through clenched teeth when his tongue started again. She closed her eyes and gave herself to the feelings. 

Jake lifted her legs up over his shoulders. He had her. Now for the finishing touch. Earlier, he had been talking with her husband about sex and Doug said he ate pussy if he had to, but didn't do any asshole play. Jake licked around Nancy's clit a little, until she was moaning and wiggling and then slipped lower.

'What the fuck?' Nancy's brain asked. Her eyes flew open and she looked down. 'Oh my God. He's licking my asshole.' 

This had never happened. In 30 years a tongue had never touched her there. She tensed. She didn't know what to do. It felt funny. Good funny, but she wanted what she was familiar with. Then it was gone and back where it belonged, taking care of her pussy. She relaxed. She was just moments away from cumming. His tongue licked and pushed and wiggled her clit. He pushed a finger into her sloppy cunt. Jake licked her while he finger fucked her. She closed her eyes waiting for the explosion. 

Suddenly little sparks exploded behind her eyelids. Not orgasm explosions but little, different ones. He was still licking her but he was also ...??? what? He was sticking his finger in her ass. That had never happened either. He pushed it further into her.

"Ohhhh yes." She groaned. It felt so good. It was hitting virgin nerve endings. He double finger fucked her asshole and pussy, while he licked at her clit. "Oh. Ohhh.  Ohhh. Ohhhhhh." Nancy moaned.

The sensations from the front and the new sensations from behind, met in the middle and shot straight to her brain. Her body tensed.

"Right there. Lick me. Lick me faster." She begged.

Jake did as she asked. He stuck another finger in each hole. He jammed his hand in and out as fast as he could.

"Ohhhhh gawwwwwd." Nancy's hips bounced against his face. "Ga - ga - ga - ga." Was all she could managed. Then it hit.

Nancy saw a huge burst of light behind her closed eyes. Her neck and arms went rigid. Like a wave it traveled through her. Her stomach and hips lifted as her leg muscles contracted. She was lying with her head against the back of the couch and the rest of her body two feet above it. Her knees were on his shoulders but her feet were straight out in the air. 

"Uuuuuuunnnnnngggg." A long drawn out groan was the only sound she could make. 

Jake kept licking at her until she was finally able to move her hand and push his head away.

"Ssssstopppp." She panted. "Enough." Huh. "Stop." Huh. "You're ..." Huh. "... killing me." She gasped between breaths.

Her body relaxed and she lowered her feet to the floor. She slid down and her ass was on the edge of the cushion. Jake had been sitting on his heels while he licked her. He lifted into a kneeling position. He slod his hands up her body to hold her face. He lowered his upper body and kissed her.

Nancy opened her eyes when she felt his lips touch hers. She tasted herself on him. He pushed the tongue that had just pleasured her, between her lips. Nancy let him kiss her until she felt something spongy bump against her cunt. She put a hand against his chest. He let her push him away. His hips pushed forward and she felt the head of his large cock touch her pussy again. He must have pulled it out while he ate her. His stiff dick slid up along her wet slit. He rubbed it up and down against her pussy lips a couple times. Nancy felt a familiar tingling down below. She had to stop him before he fucked her. She shook her head no at him. 

"We can't." She muttered, her voice was slurred from her climax. "I can't. Please, no." Her eyes pleaded with him.

"What about this?" Jake asked, pointing to his erection. It wasn't a desperation tone. Just a matter of fact, hey I've got a boner, what are you going to do about it.

Nancy was knew he was right. She had started this. She had hers, but wasn't willing to let him get off. She hated when her husband did that to her. She had to do something. After all, he did just give her one of the best orgasms of her life. She knew she shouldn't be thinking it, but she was willing to give him a blow job. To pay him back. 

"Just stay there and let me jerk off looking at you." Jake offered. "You are so beautiful and sexy. It won't take long." He moved his hips back and began stroking himself.

Nancy didn't answer and she didn't stop him. She was flattered. How exciting to think she was sexy enough for a guy to want to jerk off over. She looked at him and nodded. She spread her legs wider to give him a better view. It was the least she could do. She felt his hand bumping against her pussy as he pulled his cock. Like someone knocking on a door that won't open. Nancy looked at his hips and thought he was too far away. She looked down. No. He wasn't too far away. It's just that he had more dick to work with than she was use to. 

Jake's face turned red and he moaned a bit as he stared at her exposed pussy lips. They were still parted from his previous finger bang. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit, parting her even more.

Nancy flinched when his cock hit her still tender clit. She closed her eyes trying to block the sight of his dick. Jake was having none of that. If she won't watch, then she can touch. He took her hand and put it on his erection. Nancy opened her eyes.

"Just hold it." He said.

Nancy was stunned. It was a very large penis. Seeing it was one thing but actually feeling it's girth was a surprise. Her thumb and finger barely touched. Jake began moving his hips. It slid between her fingers. 

Jake took her hand and rubbed her palm against her wet pussy, getting it slick with her juices. He put it back on his cock. Nancy tightened her grip.

"Yeah, like that." Jake said.

'He's fucking my hand like it's my pussy." Nancy realized.

His strokes increased in speed. His cockhead pushed against her snatch. Nancy was getting the familiar tingles she got when her husband fucked her. She was getting turned on again. She heard Jake's breathing get heavier. He pushed harder and half the head went into her.

"Ooohhh." Nancy moaned. It felt good. She looked at Jake.

"Oops." He said. He pushed hard again.

Nancy felt her pussy open for him. The large mushroom head went in. She felt her pussy actually close around it. Shit, it felt bigger in her pussy than in her hand. She shook her head, but kept her hand on his cock. She knew it was wrong but it felt so good. She felt it slide in her hand as he pulled back. The head popped out and it was like her lips slammed closed. She knew she should move it away from her snatch. Did she want him to fuck her?

"Oooohhhhh Ccccchrist." Nancy moaned when Jake pushed forward again. 




Backdoor Man



This time the head split her and several inches of cock followed. At least it seemed like several inches to her. He slowly pushed forward again. More cock filled her hole. It stretched her like nothing had before. She felt his pubic hair against her hand. There was still a hand's width between what was in her and what was left to go in.

'Oh crap.' She thought. She bit her lower lip. 

"Ohhh. Sweet Jesus. Enough." She said as he pushed more cock into her. She was gasping for breath. He was pushing against her lungs from the inside. She whimpered and gripped his arms. "Jake ... Jake I can't take anymore."

"Just a bit more." He said.

Nancy shook her head from side to side. "N...No, you've bottomed out, Jake. There's no more room ... please ... don't hurt me. Can't you just fuck me with what's already in there?"

"Honey, hurting you is the last thing I want to do."

He leaned down and kissed her. Jake unbuttoned her shirt and pushed up her bra. He wanted her tits bare so he could suck them while they fucked. It was a slow fuck on the couch. Every so often he would thrust hard, mixing it in so Nancy wouldn't know when it was coming. He moved his hips from side to side to make sure he was screwing every part of her tight pussy.

Nancy knew she should stop him. It was wrong to let her neighbor keep his cock in her, but it had been so long since she had been fucked. And never like this. She wrapped her legs around Jake's waist. He slipped his arms under her and lifted. Nancy circled her arms around his neck. She was lifted off the couch. Jake held her and swung around. He lowered her to the floor.

Nancy moaned again as the fucking continued. He was taking deeper strokes now. He was right. She could take more. She felt his balls slapping her butt and knew he was buried to the hilt in her pussy. He was hitting virgin territory. Pussy that hadn't been touch by a cock, ever. She gasped when he withdrew completely. She felt a vacuum in her snatch as his thickness left. He just as suddenly jammed himself back in. He angled himself so that her clit felt the friction of the full stroke. He did this several times. Nancy tightened her legs.

'He's gonna make me cum again.' She thought with disbelief. She never came twice in one night. "Ohh.  Ohh. Ohh. Fuck me. Fuck me harder."

Jake's hips jackhammered against hers. Her pussy was so tight around his cock. He thought her husband must not have much dick. He squeezed her small tits. His thumb and forefinger pinched one nipple and pulled it. 

"Oh baby. Your cunt is so tight."

Nancy was close to delirious from the intensity of his assault on her cunt. She was stretched beyond belief. Doug had never fucked her for more than a few minutes. Now she was not only more full of cock than she had ever been, it was lasting longer than ever before. Her tit was sending little pain/ pleasure signals. She looked at her chest and saw his fingers pulling her nipple.

'He's going to pull it off.' She thought when she saw how far it was distended.

"Oh god. Oh god. Oh god." Nancy chanted as her orgasm approached. It was going to be a big one.

And then it was over. Her pussy was empty and everything came to an abrupt halt. Like stopping in the middle of a sneeze. It hurt.

'GOD - DAMN - IT!' Her brain screamed. What was it with this prick and his stopping just before? She was moments away from her first ever orgasm from fucking and he stopped. Why?

"Oh no. Don't stop. Not now." She groaned. "Just a little longer. Make me cum."

"Oh I will." Jake said. "Roll over." 

'Oh thank god.' Nancy thought. 'He's not done. He wants to do it doggie style.'

Nancy liked doggie. Doug didn't fuck her from behind often enough for her wants. She had a fleeting concern that he might go even deeper in that position but pushed it from her mind. She needed to finish. She tried to move but her muscles wouldn't respond. She was exhausted from her build up to climax. Jake put his hand on her hip and rolled her to her stomach. She felt him straddle her legs and his fat cock lying on her ass. He laid on top of her and hoarsely whispered.

"I've been dreaming of your butt since I first saw you bent over in the garden. I'm going to fuck you in the ass now, Nancy." 

Nancy nodded not fully comprehending what he said. She felt his body lift and then pressure on her legs as he sat on his heels. His hands massaged her butt cheeks. Her head was buzzing. He saw her in her shorts and it turned him on so much he ... suddenly it dawned on her what he just said. And what was about to happen. 

'OH NO! He expects to put that into my ass.' 

She was washed with a wave of panic. He could do whatever he wanted and she couldn't stop him. Her petite body was trapped by his heavier one. She couldn't believe he thought he could get that into her without busting her wide open.

"No - No - No-" Nancy chanted, shaking my head side to side. Her chin brushed the carpet. "You'll split me in two. It won't fit. Don't hurt me, Jake. Please, don't hurt me." She thought she might cry.

Jake stared at her beautiful round butt as he straddled her. The sight of his cock resting on the crack of her perfect globes cause a low moan from his lips. He was going to really enjoy busting her anal cherry. He ran his hands up her back and massaged her shoulders. His hands moved down and caressed her ass again. Her body shifted. He grabbed a handful of each cheek and squeezed. He pushed her cheeks apart. Her pink rosebud asshole came into view. His tongue flicked at her hole. Nancy jumped. Her already sensitive nerves responded to his oral caress. She groaned and lifted her ass to him.

He slipped a finger in and she shuddered. He put a second finger in and wiggled them to loosen up the opening. She pushed back as he sawed then in and out. Nancy had thought about anal sex but her husband refused. He told her he wasn't a fag and only fags fucked ass. She had resigned herself to never experiencing it. She was still drunk enough and excited enough to try.

"Put another in me. Stretch me so I can take that big cock. Please Jake, I want you to open me up. " She said, turning to look back at him. He smiled at her from the curve of her cheeks.

She felt his cock twitch against her leg when she spoke to him. He stuck a third finger in and Nancy felt full. He twisted and turned them stretching her hole wider. She felt his weight as he moved up her legs and placed the head of his fat dick at her rectal opening. She tensed and held her breath. He told her to relax. Nancy felt the spongy head of his cock pushing against her asshole. It was big. He pushed a bit more and it started to hurt.

"Oooww. Oooowww. Toooo much. Stop." She whimpered.

"Like any first time, this part is going to hurt." He said as he roughly massaged her shoulders. "I've got to get the head through your sphincter ring and the only way to do that is..." With that he squeezed her shoulders hard and pushed forward.

"Wait. Wait. Waa..aaaauuuuugggghhhh." She screamed.

The pain was excruciating. Nancy saw blinding light behind her eyes. She felt like she was going to puke and pass out at the same time. Bile rose in her throat. He was splitting her in half. To transfer some pain from her ass, she bit down on the fleshy part of her hand. It seemed to help. 

Jake stopped pushing once he felt her ass give way and the head popped through. He stopped pushing and stayed still. He rubbed her shoulders and neck. That help her to relax a bit and after a moment the pain eased.

"Holy crap, that hurt. Are you done?" She gasped, trying to catch her breath.

'Oh no, not again.' She thought when she felt him move. 

He was slowly pulling and pushing. His cock entered her a millimeter at a time. He soon built up a slow rhythm and his large slab of meat moved easier in her. The pain subsided and it felt better. A lot better. Nancy began groaning with each thrust.

She had never been so stuffed. Every nerve in her body was concentrated in her butt. It was the most erotic sensation she had ever felt. He pushed more and more into her. Jake laid across her back and whispered in her ear.

"I'm going to push it all the way in, Nancy. Your ass is so tight I know I won't last long. You are such a sexy and exciting woman. I think you're loosened up enough. I'll start slow."

Nancy gave a half nod through almost closed eyes. His thickness felt so good in her. She felt his hips rise and his cock slowly withdraw. Her eyes shot opened as he pulled almost all the way out and slid in again. He started a gentle thrust that picked up speed. He was going further with each poke. Nancy got that same overstuffed feeling as before and told him so.

"Jake ... Jake I don't think I can take anymore."

"Sure you can honey. It's almost there." He pushed in again.

"Ooooffff." The air was pushed out of her. "Ooohhhh god!" She groaned. 

She started writhing like a fish on a hook. Harder and harder Jake banged into her. He put his hands on the floor above her shoulders to keep her from moving too far away. She gripped his arms, turning her head from side to side and moaning. Her moans were nonstop when she felt something slapping her cunt. His balls were hitting her pussy. It was all the way in.

Jake increased the tempo. He was screwing her hard, banging in every bit of his wrist thick cock on each stroke. He would withdraw all the way before plunging back hard causing a delicious stuffed feeling that was driving her toward another blast of fireworks. His dick was so far in her, it hit something. The head of his cock was bumping against a nerve that was like the fuse on the dynamite.

At first it was a tickle. Then a little itch. Then it became a frantic craving itch that screamed to be scratched. She lifted her ass to meet his thrust. She felt a tremor deep in her bowels. There was a small explosion as she came.  Fucking Doug would never be the same again. 

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh. " She chanted as he pounded her ass. 

The strokes became harder and faster, the constant in and out had her almost catatonic. She laid on the floor unable to move. All she could do was moan and drool as she was fucked and fucked hard. The itch started again only bigger. It only took a couple strokes for her to cum again. Only bigger.

In another first, Nancy was experiencing the elusive multiple orgasm. Each one more intense than the one before. She counted four and another one building. She pushed up hard with her hips to get him as far in as possible. Then she felt it. Like a rumbling deep in her center. Oh god, it was coming. 

'The big one is coming.' Her brain screamed at her.

"Ohhhh yesss. Fuck my ass. Oh ba-by. Fuck me hard." She begged.

She felt his cock thicken as his orgasm approached.  "Nancy." He panted. I'm gonna cum."

She wanted him to cum in her ass. She wanted to feel his bursts inside her. She needed to feel it. He pumped deep, hitting her trigger. His stokes became ragged. His hips twitched violently as he shut his eyes for a second 

"Cum in my ass. Jake, cum with me. Cum in my ass.  Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Right there. Ohhh you got me. You got meeeeee." She screamed as Jake's cock swelled and exploded inside her.

Her hips bucked up against him. She came and then came again and a final big one.  She clenched her teeth and arched her back, lifting him off the floor. Jake rode her climax to the end. His hips kept plowing his cock into her ass. The final orgasm was so powerful she went rigid. Her body stiffened for about 30 seconds and then collapsed. He fell on top of her. Her ass squeezed Jake as her body convulsed with her orgasm. Nancy kept twitching and spasming under him.

Nancy opened her eyes not knowing where she was. She smelled leather. Something heavy was on her. Her breathing was ragged. Something fat inside her throbbed. In a flash, everything came flooding back to her. She felt him move and her body felt empty. She groaned as he rolled off her.

Nancy managed to push herself to her knees. She looked at her neighbor. He was fully dressed except for his quickly deflating, but still very large, pecker hanging out of his pants. He was covered with their combined fluids. Nancy felt stickiness on her legs. Her shorts were beside the couch. She picked them up. She saw his wallet on the table. She opened it and took 5 $100 bills.

'A bet's a bet's.' She told herself.

She stumbled to her feet, she stepped over Jake, struggling to put her shorts on as she staggered to the door.

"Next time, you're on top." He muttered.

There won't be a next time, Nancy thought. She closed the door behind her and dashed for the gate. She had her shorts on, but not all the way up.

Linda had gotten up to close the window when she saw her friend coming through the back gate. She was holding her shirt closed with one hand and tugging up her shorts with the other.

"Looks like someone really knows how to host a party." She chuckled. She went to bed thinking that Nancy finally found out if the tongue was good for more than lifting bottles.