anal stories and histories

"Where are you going?"
He asked staring at me across the room, as I adjusted from the couch to get up.
"Well I was gonna shower before we get tangled up in bed I think... or at least get this blanket and lay down for a min."
He adjusted himself to get up and to move towards me, taking his shirt off and undoing his belt....

***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.
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ON THE ROAD
After breakfast, which was mostly cereal these days, Nate emptied his RV's septic tank and refilled his water supply. These tasks could've waited a few more days, but he liked to do them whenever possible so he wouldn't have to worry about it during his road trip....

It has been a day since the last interesting adventure. Lex was still walking funny, calling Will a pain in the ass to everyone's confusion. The Tomboy was too embarrassed to tell anyone what happened. Firstly, she lost a fighting game to Will. Secondly, he took her anal virginity because of her loss. It was not something she was willing to share. So Lex just walked around with a slight limp. Grumbling to herself and giving Will the stink eye. He couldn't help but enjoy the very entertaining situation....

It was a typical day in the house. Will was making his way through the living room when he heard someone trash-talking as a game was on the big screen. Getting a better look, he could see it was Lex playing a Soul Caliber game. The white, 5'8, lean-bodied tomboy with short black hair and blue eyes was reclining on the couch. Her feet were propped on a coffee table, and the controller was awkwardly propped and played against her stomach....

This story picks up immediately after the events of part 4, so it might be confusing if you haven't read that one yet. Thanks for reading!

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Looking at the video later, Ethan would realize that the two women spent over twenty sweaty minutes passionately entwined as he watched. And they weren't nearly done....

Jack Skelington, staring at a Christmas present, tumbles over while a 1948 small vintage toy car rolls down old stained wood as a pissed man bangs his head against the table with a loud thunk. A week of staring at a blank screen marks the time since he last had an idea worth a damn, and even longer since he was able to write....

Aside from those few stories which I'd always envisaged as being in two or more parts, I generally don't write sequels; companion-pieces yes, but not sequels. However, while it's neither the highest rated or most viewed story that I've written and is now approaching four years old, I still receive more requests for follow-ups to 'The Lady Vanishes' than any of my other stories. So, with no better ideas this week, let's give it a lash:...

Comments are welcome.
Thanks to Astral_Flame for beta-reader comments on this story.
Warning: Contains bisexual situations.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters involved in sexual activity are at least 18 years old. Any resemblance to real people is coincidental. Of course, if your name is Kyle, please feel free to pretend this is about you....

My name is Tom; I'm in my late forties, and I have recently become a member of a forum where men fulfill women's most unusual wishes [see also "ENTERTAINMENT! An Introduction"], mostly for money, but that's not a must.
Empathy, discretion, and respect are expected -- nay, demanded. Monetary compensation is not guaranteed, and the forum is very well policed; the men who manage to both be invited and remain in good standing must be in it primarily "for the love of the game."...

Shrunk inside
(Disclosure) To anyone who reads this I'm not a writer so there will probably be a lot of punctuation and spelling mistakes mainly because I did this on my phone and I have big hands and mild carpal tunnel (comment and let me know that if you like it and have tips and other story ideas for me to do)...

For weeks now I have been working on conditioning myself for anal sex with my husband James. The desire to do it started when the first time he pushed his finger in my ass while fucking me from behind. The feeling of being what I would call full sent different feelings through my body when it happened. It got to the point that I wanted a finger in me every time I had sex....

"Rise and shine, asshole."
The voice and even the affectionate insult were familiar, and John's subconscious subsequently identified them as belonging to Carrie before he'd even opened his eyes, but upon opening them it took a second for him to straighten out the incongruity of hearing them from the couch in the apartment she shared with Chloe. As he sat up, the blanket he did not remember acquiring for himself the night before slid down his bare chest; the sudden chill that resulted made him instinctive...

It was a Monday afternoon in July, the sun was out, the sky blue, and a light breeze blowing at a consistent pace. Yet there was Kasey, a 54 year old, married mother of 2 stuck inside the supermarket shopping. pondering the mundane life she's grown accustomed to. Married for 20 years, every day blends together at this point. Sex with her husband feels more like a chore. Her excitement comes when she starts to think it'll be over soon and she can take her vibrator to the bathroom where she can get herself of...

ANAL ANNA

Anna Lipinsky barely made it through college. She spent more time partying than studying. It took many a late night cram sessions to pass the tests she needed to get her degree in Fine Arts. For her, it is a worthless degree that her parents paid for hoping she would find direction in her life. She ended up holding a piece of paper with no more idea of what was next....

Jeanne wanted to do what she could for Belle to wait as long as possible giving herself to Rhoar. Belle started to look more and more enamored and in love with Rhoar almost every time Jeanne looked at her. Belle fell asleep for a nap, it was only around noon, and the weather was nice. Jeanne gave Lise things to do, she clearly looked like she needed purpose, or she too might seek out Rhoar, to get attention for herself and for her body that clearly had been awakened and didn't seem to want to return to 'slu...

This is a fantasy, and all the people named in the story are over 18 and purely fictional.
CHAPTER 2
4
Claire had been seeing Chris almost every day for the past couple of months and had never felt happier in her entire life. He mostly came round to her place in the evenings, and they would always go out somewhere on weekends. His strong, powerful, yet calm presence made her feel safe, and, most of all, the sex was the best she had ever experienced. But of course, to achieve that, she had been work...

So here I was, a 19-year-old virgin, naked, on my knees, holding my greased-up dick in my hand while pressing the head of it against my girlfriend's asshole. How the fuck did I get myself in this situation, you may well ask. Well, I'll tell you the story.
It was fall '68 when I met Sylvia Janice Rosenstein. I was starting my first semester of college and after four years of leading a chase life at an all-boys' Catholic high school, the only thing on my mind was how quick can I meet a hot chick and get my...

The week that followed consumed every second I had. There was no time for any distractions. Work was madness. I barely slept. I kept thinking I'd call her, should call her-but each time I reached for my phone, something stopped me. Maybe it's too late, maybe I ought to call in the morning instead. Or the creeping feeling that it had been too long....

"Do you want to make love?   OR... do you want to fuck me?"
"Hmmmm,  I THINK I know the answer to this but what would YOU say is the difference between those two?"
"Well, making love is slow and sensual. You REALLY take your time."
"Ok... and fucking?"
"That's when we're BOTH super horny and our bodies are turned on and ready to go, even before we actually get together.   There might still be SOME foreplay but it's very quick. You can slide your cock into my wet pussy right away and I'm ready to...

Note: all stories and characters are fantasy-based fiction and mixed with actual experiences.
I'm sitting up in your living room, with my shoes off, wearing a tight wifebeater, and a pair of sweat shorts. We worked out a few times together at the gym, and once we found out we both enjoyed sports, you invited me over to watch the game, although I have a sneaky suspicion, there was a lot more to the offer. My suspicions were validated when I saw those tight zebra-striped shorts that hug your fat bubble as ...

Hello, I am Nikhita. I am 37 years old. I have been living in Amaravati for 10 years since my marriage. My husband is 42 years old and now he is sexually retired person. I mean he used to fuck me once in a week. By his activities my appetite did not get fulfilled.
In our colony there is rumor that burglars are in motion. And they are entering into the houses of people at night and cleaning away money and ornaments....

Tanvi didn't ask too many questions.
The job description was vague: "Content shoot for a fake relationship. Photos only. High compensation. Discretion guaranteed." No brand. No product mention. Just $10,000 and a quiet assurance from her modeling agent that her face would be altered if necessary. AI filters, blurred identities--nothing that would violate her parents' wishes....

Finally free, for a few days, camping apparently, although it wasn't a total lie someone was pitching a tent in the hotel room thinking of what was to come.
You bend over the table as went through the bag provided, plenty of lube, small toys to help test the waters.
I can up behind you and started to squeeze your ass, my fingers dancing down into the crack, running circles around your Virgin hole. You reached back and felt my rock hard cock through the tent in my pants....

Only one kind of sex is allowed at The Back Bar. Anal. A great reason to be there! Tonight the women are up for it and they are on show. Plenty of them dressed up, fancy and fetish outfits, the vibe is good and weird. The Back Bar doesn't run too often and after last time, a tabloid ran an exposee. The staff spotted two reporters sneaking in to get the next scoop, and they are being closely watched. And being looked after. Bar manager Armand does not yet know that his girlfriend Elana turned up and watched ...

Wednesday morning, Nabeela was sitting and waiting on the doorstep. Tempus drove up the driveway, her heart beat quicker as she set eyes on Nabeela waiting for her. Nabeela walked over to the car, smiling, seeing Tempus's big smile. Nabeela got in the car, leaning over to kiss Good morning. Tempus smiled as she drove and said....

The Devil's Threeway II: Anal

"Fuck! Fuck! God, I'm so close!" I screamed.
"Tell me," Gabe breathed the words into my ear, his hips smacking against mine.
"Please, please can I cum?" I asked, nearly yelling over the sex sounds.
He pounded into me, using my tight asshole just like a pussy. With one hand, I held a vibrator up to my clit, my bare bountiful breasts roughly swung back against my body through the force of us fucking....

Taking The Back way
ONE
Honestly, I didn't think of myself as pretty. When I looked at myself I saw a flat chest and ginger hair I couldn't straighten no matter how much heat I applied. Worse, freckles. They had plagued me as a child and although fainter, they were still there, always threatening to burst forth with vengeance when I got hot and agitated. Something which was always on my mind on the rare occasions I had sex....

???? Story Summary:
After accidentally triggering a soul-binding ritual during a seaside trip, they returned home only to find Zai-Zai waiting--in their sheets, in their fridge, in their life. What began as teasing quickly spirals into obsession as the deep-sea monster femboy decides to make them his in the most brutal, erotic way possible. There's no knot... but there is no escape either. He moans, he begs, he breaks. All for one thing: to be bred full by the human who wrecked him....

Author's Note: This story has been posted to Literotica. Com with the full knowledge of the original author, JimBob44. No part or whole of this story may be reprinted in any other format or on any other web site without the express written consent of the original author.
Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age....

Anal Etiquette Prequel: Beverly Hill's Therapeutic Medical Day Spa
By: Lord Odie
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