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Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Prostate Play - An Erotic Tale...

*This story was inspired by one of my friends who told me how much her boyfriend was obsessed with anal sex. I've never really written about it before so I decided to add something different to the repertoire. Enjoy!*
  
Prostate Play - An Erotic Tale...

All he could think about was her ass. She was fucking beautiful, inside and out, and her pussy had provided him more pleasure than most men could only dream about in a lifetime. But he couldn't stop thinking about her asshole, that sweetly puckered opening, so tightly closed, so vulnerable. His boys had all tried it at least once, but he had yet to experience the pleasure for himself. What was wrong with him?

Shit, Chantel even put out at least three or four times a week, still, after five years of marriage. Hakeem didn't have much to complain about, and he certainly didn't have a right to demand much more. Did he?

He'd tried to satisfy his curiosity with porn. Chantel didn't care if he watched porn (See? Yet another amazing thing about his wife!) and he indulged on occasion. He'd visited all the ass-sites he could find—Ass Traffic, Anal Hell, Ass Stabbin', you name it—thinking, hoping, it would ease his hunger to experience it all first hand. Instead, watching women spreading open their cheeks, taking a lubed up finger and then a well-oiled dick up that tight hole—seemed to have increased his need.

Not cool.

They had sex pretty much whenever he wanted to—she was very compliant, but never in a bored sort of way. She was always eager to please, and had indulged a great many of his fetishes over the years, including some S&M and even a rape role-play. The woman was amenable to almost anything—except anal, apparently. But still, he couldn't stop fantasizing about it, and it was always worse during sex.

"Please, Tel?" He murmured, having already wetted his finger, his dick a steel rod in her pussy from just looking down at the tight rosebud of her asshole. He loved her on her hands and knees like that. "It's just my finger."

She sighed, her shoulders slumping on the bed. But still, he pressed onward, sliding his wet finger over her ass, teasing the hole. The wrong hole, she would say. Fuck, that shit was hot. He loved watching it tighten whenever his finger got near. Somehow her refusal made it even more sexy. God, what was wrong with him?

"Hakeem, come on." She glanced over her shoulder, pulling her dark hair away from her face. He knew the look—but he couldn't help himself. "We've talked about it and I done told you no!" She never understood the big thing men had about trying anal sex and certainly was in no mood to try to that night.

"It's so sexy, baby. Let's try somethin' new!" He probed a little, making her gasp. "It turns me on like shit!"

"Well, it doesn't turn me on!" She pouted—she was incredibly beautiful and sexy when she pouted, and he almost gave up—but his fingertip was almost inside, her asshole contracting, as if it were trying to push him out, and that made his dick swell to monstrous proportions. It made him want to cum. God, if he could just slide the tip of his dick inside of her... just the tip...

"Just give it a chance," he begged. He knew he sounded like Keith Sweat, but he didn't care. Her pussy squeezed him every time she tried to press his finger out of her ass, and the sensation was incredible.

"No!" Her tone changed and he winced. "It hurts!"

He sighed, slowly withdrawing his finger and muttered, "It can't hurt that much."

"Goddamnit, Hakeem!" Her eyes flashed, and she turned on him in an instant, pushing him down onto the bed, spread-eagle. Shocked, he watched her shove his thighs open with her palms, her finger probing between his ass cheeks. "You want to know what it feels like? Huh?"

"Yo, Tel! What the fuck you do---" Any words disappeared when she licked her finger and plunged it into his ass—no warning, no buildup, just a straight shot in. He gasped, eyes wide, his dick spasming at the sensation. It was foreign—wrong...all kinds of wrong! He wanted her to stop, but she wasn't hearing that shit!

"'Please Tel,'" she mimicked him, her finger working faster. She pressed another one in, making him wince and then moan. "'Let me put my finger in your ass. Let me put my dick in your ass. Let me fuck your ass. What's wrong with my pussy, huh?'"

"Nothing... I...Oh fuck, Chantel!"

She was breathing hard with the effort, her fingers working in and out of his asshole, tickling his prostate. She had read somewhere that the prostate was the guys' "G-Spot" and that it can arouse unbelievable orgasms out of them...but she had never actually DONE it before. She had to admit, she liked being in control and teaching Hakeem a lesson. "How do you like it, then? How does that feel?"

Hakeem groaned, feeling something welling up inside of him as she massaged him deep, her fierce fingers plunging hard, his dick so stiff and swollen he thought he might bust. He grabbed it to keep that very thing from happening, but he couldn't stop it. He was going to cum.

"Huh?" Chantel growled. "How do you like it, Hakeem?"

"Ahhhh fuck, I love it!" he cried, his dick exploding in his fist, the first hot spurt of his cum hitting his stomach, the next landing on his balls and sliding thickly down toward her pumping fingers. He shuddered uncontrollably, the pressure of her fingers buried in his ass forcing more cum than he thought humanly possible from the tip of his dick, across his abs, over his thighs.

Chantel stopped, her face frozen in shock. Then she laughed. "Well goddamn..."

He groaned when she moved her fingers, sliding them slowly out. "God, that felt so fucking good! Shit!" He took a shaky breath, looking down at her bewildered face.

"So much for teaching you a lesson," she snorted, shaking her head in disbelief.

"I guess." He chuckled. "But apparently you CAN teach old dogs new tricks...so now there's NO excuse why you can't try it! And you better not tell anybody I let you do that either!"

Chantel burst out laughing, shook her head and agreed not to tell. Since he was such a good sport she decided she'd let him try on his upcoming birthday...since he liked it so much, she figured she might too.

1 Comments:

Dwight Jr said...

O man this was hot...I think the hotter thing is being in the submissive position and letting them have their way. Haven’t had that happen yet but sometime soon...soon...

Nice write here...and I’m happy dudes wel some are comfortable talking about this. Legit pleasure they’re missing out on.