Message-ID: <15347eli$9809160538@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Frederik Pileborg Subject: {pUSSEL} "Receiving End" ( FF rom anal toys ) <*> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: DISCLAIMER: This text file is a graphic description of sex between consentual persons. If this textfile should fall into the hands of someone who has no legal right to possess it, it is not because of any action the writer has taken. So if you are prohibited to read it: I don't care! Note from the author: Ever been annoyed about stories that have been doing the missionary position for twenty years and suddenly decides to try something really kinky, and ends up liking it better than nothing else even after the first time? Of course you have, it wouldn't be much of a story otherwise (except for you humiliation lovers). I however, struggle to write a story that contains something unexpected, and by that I don't mean story events, but charachter responses. Most of the stories posted actually describes the general sexlife of people pretty accurate (we're all intelligent enough to know which are the exceptions, aren't we!), except in the field of character personalities (also with exceptions, naturally). They just don't respond like a real person would, hence: the cliché. After all, that's just what a cliché is, a quick and easy solution to a logic error or flaw in the story. But a story without a cliché (even without flaws) is hard to find, simply because clichés sometimes actually are true, I'm serious. I'm pretty sure lot's of cheerleaders give lot's of football players blowjobs, and that some women find out that they are latent lesbians by being seduced by another woman. And I just realized I'm ranting. Anyway, with any luck this story is a somewhat realistic tale of a womans first anal intercourse (with another woman, but that's just *my* kink :). If you think it's completely ridiculous as first experiences go, mail me with your own thoughts, I'd be much obliged. (And just for the record, the girls in this story wash their butts on a regular basis, just in case your wondering why there's no shit or foul smells.) On another note: for those of you that liked my virgin story (that's a nice term, isn't it?) "Sharing Bodily Fluids", I'm currently devicing a sequel, trying to figure out more nasty things for the dynamic watersports duo to indulge them selves in. So far I've only come up with that they wear out the camcorder after making tons o' movies of them selves, so folks: I'm wide open for suggestions. Mail coments, ideas, suggestions, hatemail, and such to: frederik.pileborg@swipnet.se - all mails kindly accepted. It's also my one-week anniversary as writer of erotic stories (send me a cake :). Remember: Written appreciation makes it all worthwhile. (Ever gotten too horny while writing a story? In the middle of this one I accidentily wrote: "With light nipples I followed her nipples up to her ear, taking her nipple in my mouth and gently nippled on it." Make sense out of that one!) This text is Public Domain and may be read, spread, printed out, archived, and flushed down the toilet by anyone (local laws allowing). (Be careful, in some countries, it is actually illegal to flush crap down the toilet.) "I don't know about you, but whenever I hear the word 'throb' I think of alien egg-sacks." - pUSSEL "Freedom was a gravel road going 65 mph." - pUSSEL - "The Letter" "Geez if you believe in Honkus" - Seen on bumper sticker. "The bible contains 6 admonishments to homosexuals, and 362 admonishments to heterosexuals, so god must hate straight people 60 times more than gays." - pUSSEL (parafrase) Receiving End (FF, rom, anal, toys) by pUSSEL (Lord of the Great Big Pounding Thing) (This story written with the amazing power of Not Wearing Pants.) Ever get strange or unusual request from your partner? Something they've never mentioned before. I like it. Makes my relationship a little more exciting. But my partner Patricia was not especially daring in bed, sure, she was just as ferocious as me, but mothing kinky ever came up. One day I was at home, having got off work early. Sitting in my favourite chair I was trying to get into a book I'd been meaning to read for some time. Just as I got into that relaxed reading trance I heard the front door open and slam shut. My chair was facing the backyard for scenic reasons, so I couldn't see towards the hallway. "Patricia?" I called. "Jenny, sweethart. Home already?" her voice replied. "Quit early." I said. Patricia came up from behind, leaned over back of the chair and put her hands on my shoulder, gently massaging them. She nuzzled her face into my hair and sighed. "Pat, I'm trying to read." I said with half a heart. "Uhhmmm... ok.." she said kissed my left ear lightly. "But I've got a surprise for you, get up." It was pointless to refuse, so I put down the book, got up out of the chair and faced her. "Patricia Jane! What have you done!?" I yelled in amazement. "Geez, you sound like my mother." Patricia had always had long golden hair running down her back, even in pictures of her as a child. She brushed her hair vigorously every night before bed, and poured enormous amounts of conditioner in it, caring for it like a baby. What she had done now could practically be called self mutilation. She had cut her hair, almost all of it. Her hair now stopped right by her earlobes. "What? You don't like it? I thought it would look cute." she asked. "Well.. eehm.. you look different.. and cute!" I quickly added. She really did look cute, but I was so used her long mane that I almost didn't recognize her. "Don't look so shocked, Jenny!" she exclaimed as she embraced me and pressed her lips gently against mine. "Wanna fool around with the new me?" she asked and kissed me again without waiting for an answer. Our hands roamed each others bodies, and I caressed her hair and neck with one hand. It was kind of nice to stroke her neck without getting her hair in the way. "Like my neck? It's not like you haven't seen it before." she said. I got behind her and pressed my body against her back as my hands locked around her stomach. I ran the tip of my tongue up and down the back of her neck. Patricia sighed in approval and moved her back over my breasts, making my nipples swell. With light kisses I followed her neckline up to her ear, taking her lobe in my mouth and gently nibbled on it. I then took a firm grip with my teeth on her small earring and gently pulled, which she really got off on and moaned with a low voice. When I let go she turned around and kissed me deep as she slid her hands under both my shorts and panties, feeling my ass with nothing in between. I took upon my self the task of liberating our selves from our tops. My t-shirt quickly landed on the floor and my braless beasts swung freely. Patricias business shirt had buttons that was a pain in the ass. After getting enough of them open I slid the shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. Her bra was opened in the front and after some slobbering on her chest I managed to open it with my mouth. It was discarded with haste. In the meantime Patricia had pushed my shorts and panties down to my ancles, so I just had to step out of them. Her own grey skirt quickly dissappeared, as did her lace panties. The only remaining clothing on us was my socks, and I removed them with my feet as hugged Patricia again and stuck my tongue in her mouth . Uhmm.. there's something I want, sweety." she murmured into my ear. "Anthing you wish, love." I answered with a soft voice. "I wan't you." she said. "You can have me. Please have me." I kissed her neck again. "I want to fuck you." she breathed into my ear. "Yes please!" I said and exhaled sharply at the same time. Moving even closer to my ear she whispered "I want to fuck you in the ass. I want to fuck you in the ass with the strap-on. I'll be careful. I'll stop if it hurts..." Now that was unexpected, but as you know it's hard to say no when you're in heat. She licked my ear and flicked the tip of her tongue over my earlobe, while gently sliding her hands around my breasts. "If it doesn't hurt, if you're gentle." I said, and with an extrem excertion of willpower we disengaged our embrace and proceeded to our bedroom. --- We're not dildo people, it's mostly our tongues that get to do the job, probably because it's really something special about being able to taste your partner. But sometimes it can be a hoot getting filled. This was one of those times, atleast according to Patricia. Rummaging about in the closet she found the strap-on she bought about a year ago. We ha used it a few times, with her on the receiving end every time. She liked it a whole bunch, and to say the truth, the dildo had a small nub for clitoral stimulation which made wearing it quite enjoyable too. It had been inside my cunt a few times too, but I had been alone at those moments. Now it was my ass on the line, for real! "Pat. Lot's of lube, you hear?" I warned her. "Just trust me." she replied. I got onto the bed while she poured some clear gel on the dildo, and stood on my hands and knees with my ass pointing at her. "It's easier if you're on your back." she said as she got on the bed. I flipped my self over on my back, spreading my legs. Patricia took hold of the lower halfs of my legs and pushed them towards my head. "Here, take these and hold them for me." she said with a wicked smile. The cold dildo pressed into my cunt, no problems there. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I forgot to preheat the gel, you wouldn't want a popsicle up your behind, would you?" she laughed. "Mmmm, no. But you're making *me* warm." The gel quickly heated up in my pussy, and the small wiggly motions of the dildo was just beginning to feel nice when she withdrew it. She hunched over me, standing on her knees, guiding the head of the dildo with her right hand. Aimed right at my anal pucker she began to push, slowly, with increasing force. My breath had quickened, and I was enjoying the pressure on my anus. I was thinking to myself that this was something I could get used to. Smiling back at Patricia, she pushed a little harder, and suddenly the head slipped past my sphincter. After the initial shock went away, it just hurt. My clenched my whole face as the muscles in my anal passage went into cramps. Patricia quickly eased the dildo out, and I tried to clench my ass to break the spasms. They lasted just for a little while and became deep aching pain instead. Patricia hovered above me and gently teased my breasts to distract my attention. "Damn it, Pat. That hurt! I told you to be careful!" I gasped. "Oh, Jenny, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you. I'll be more careful... does it hurt alot?" she asked. "It did, but.. it's a little better know." When the pain had subsided Patricia positioned her self again, this time with one hand holding the dildo to control it. Just like before she put more and more pressure on my sphincter until it under protest accepted the intruder. Having your ass slowly forced open was far more enjoyable than a quick shove. I felt a little ridge pass the ring-muscle as Patricia announced "The head is in". My ass felt extremely strained and she held he dildo in the same place to make my anus accustomed to the expansion. After a minute she gently pushed a little more into me, my ass protesting a little less every time. Finally, after almost fifteen minutes of slow push-and-hold procedure I felt the fake balls on the dildo press against my ass. "So, lover, now all I have to do is take it out again." she said and I nodded in agreement. Taking it out went a lot faster than putting it in, and it also felt better. Feeling it slide inside my bowels, and the fake head finally popping out made my stomach tingle with butterflies. And then it went in again, slowly like before, but this time it only took two or three minutes, and I was visibly reacting to the treatment. My nipples swelled and darkened in color, as did my labia. And when it once again had been removed I said to Patricia "I think I'm ready now". She pressed the dildo into my anus just as she would into my cunt. Only mildly did I feel anything close to pain, and that soon went away. Patricia took it slow, her breath became shallow and her puffy nipples became erect, thanks to the nub on her side. She took her thumb and put it in my cunt to make it wet, then she slid it over the length of my slit, and around my labia and extended clit. Despite the gel and her careful preparations my anal passage was beginning to hurt again. "Please, I'm getting sore... just make me come, love." I said. She looked a little frustrated, but instead of removing the dildo she buried it to the hilt and left it there while her skilled thumb rapidly flicked over my clit. My orgasm built up like an oncoming train, and felt like a ton of bricks landing on my head. I let out a deep, growling noice from the back of my throat, making me sound like a very pleased pussycat. I also became aware of the fact that not only the muscles in my cunt contracted at orgasm, but my ass squeezed just as heavily, muscles tightening around the dildo that was fixed deep inside me. When my orgasm finally subsided my ass felt very sore, and Patricia had to remove the dildo just as carefully as the first time. Patricia easily snuck her index finger in my still expanded opening. "Better close the back door, Jenny. Anyone could just walk in there." she giggled. "Get on your back, Pat. Payback's a bitch!" I said as soon I had regained enough strenght. "Nooo.. you're not a bitch, you're my very own cuddly pet." Patricia said and got on her back. I got on top of her and kissed her, followed by more kisses down her neck and on her twin mounds. I sucked on her puffy nipples, swiping my tongue over them, enjoying their feel, which always made me think of pencil erasers. Patricia motioned me to continue down, getting all worked up earlier she had sacrificed that orgasm for my benefit, and now she wanted my gratitude. She got it. Loosening the straps the dildo quickly slipped off her, and I stabbed with my tongue at her slit. Careful swipes prolonged the agony, making her squeel as she came close, but not enough, to bliss. While gently running my tongue in circles around her clit i pushed two of my fingers into her cunt for lubrication. I figured that she should taste a little of her own medication. She froze when I gently poked with the first finger, and then relaxed allowing my digit to slide in, a task it easily accomplished. I slid it around inside her rectum while at the same time closing my mouth around her clit, flicking with my tongue. I removed my finger, pressing two at her anus instead. A bit more resistance this time, but my fingers slid in and out as I carefully bit on her clit, licking at it. Patricia thrust her crotch in my face and her legs started shaking as her orgasm made her clench her muscles as tightly as possible. I gently brought her down from extacy with soft kisses on her pussy. She purred softly as I slid up to her face and kissed her. "Uhhmm.. one of my best ever..." she sighed. "But next time... maybe I could try it with the dildo." "Anything you wish, love." I said softly, and kissed her once more. The End. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----