elise

She stands in the bright light, silent, motionless, eyes downcast. Her proud breasts gleam white and full, contrasting with the cascade of dark curls tumbling over her shoulders and the black velvet corset that cinches her torso tightly, narrowing further her already narrow waist and accentuating the fullness of her naked hips. Sheer black stockings, clipped to the half-dozen garters adorning the corset, sheath her beautiful long legs, balanced on high stilleto heels. "You have done well, my beauty," a man's deep voice booms out from behind the bright light. She startles slightly at the sudden sound, echoing off the high stone walls around her, but she holds herself motionless. She keeps her eyes down as she hears heavy bootheels step toward her across the stone floor. A shadow passes over her face. A gloved hand lifts her chin. "Look at me," the man says in his deep, rich voice. She obeys, lifting her clear green eyes to meet his, dark lashes fluttering slightly, the only sign of her trepidation. "Are you ready for your Test, my beauty?" he asks her softly. Her lips slowly curl into a knowing smile. "Yes, my lord," she replies, her own voice low and husky. "Good," he says, lifting a goblet to her lips. "Here. Drink." She obeys, the wine sweet and good, addressing the dryness of her mouth and almost instantly coursing through her veins. She recognizes the sensation, knows that the wine is spiked with a nameless drug, but which has effects she has come to welcome. "This way, beauty," he commands, his long arm pointing to her left. A new light appears, opening the darkness and illuminating a four-posted bed, very high, standing alone in the middle of the room. Velvet straps hang from the posts and across the bed. Beauty feels a surge in her loins at the sight of it. She has seen this bed before, witnessed acts performed on it, but has never been on it herself. Until tonight. She walks toward the bed, her steel spike heels ringing on the flagstones. She hears almost inaudible whispers, murmurs of approval, beyond the pool of light, in the dark gallery. Witnesses. Some she knows will participate. Without being told, she places her hands on the bed and waits. A rustle of fabric. "Open your mouth," he commands. She obeys mutely as a thick knot of silk is forced into her mouth. Her mouth waters as she tastes it, soaked with more of the drugged wine, feels the gag being knotted tightly against the nape of her neck, under her hair. It fills her mouth perfectly. Her nipples harden and she feels a surge of moisture between her legs. Shapes appear, other dark-robed hooded figures, moving silently on bare feet. Women. They take her by her wrists and lead her to the foot of the bed. They make soft murmuring sounds, reassuring, mothering sounds. They have each been here in her place. She can feel their excitement, for her, for all of them. Her arms are raised, her wrists swiftly and surely bound to the velvet straps. Hands grasp her ankles and spread her legs, then her ankles too are tied. She senses motion behind her, then a strong hand presses between her shoulder blades, forcing her to bend forward to the limit the ropes will allow her, her lower belly pressed hard against the edge of the bed, her hips tilted back now, her naked sex exposed. She gasps as a hand slaps her buttock, hard. The sting of it brings tears to her eyes. Another slap. Then another. Each slap brings a surge of blood flowing into her loins. She has been trained for this. She welcomes this. The slaps continue until she feels unable to resist crying out. Then... nothing. She waits, silent and motionless except for the tremor of anticipation. Then she feels his hands on her hips, right at the edge of the corset, touching her skin. There is no other warning. She feels his cock press against her for an instant before it thrusts up inside her, huge and hard and slick with oil so that it plunges to the very hilt in one swift, relentless thrust. She makes no effort to control her voice now, lets out a wail of ecstasy through the gag. He begins his thrusting, relentlessly pounding into her from behind. She arches and pushes back on him, revelling in the deep hard fucking. Each thrust drives her higher and higher, and her wet pussy, stretched to its limits by the enormous cock fairly sings with delight. He rocks her womb with every thrust. She feels his cock swelling, his thrusting intensifying, and she hears his breath coming in harsh rasps. She senses his impending explosion, and her loins respond instinctively, eagerly, hungrily. His hands tighten on her waist and he slams into her, impaling her perfectly, and she feels his cock throb inside her, gushing into her, hears him groaning loudly with his release. She arches her neck and pushes her hips back on him and screams at the goodness of it as his orgasm pushes her over the edge into her own, her cunt spasming deliciously on the huge cock as it finishes spurting deep inside her. She whimpers as he withdraws before her spasms are complete, and she feels her pussy pulsing, unsated. But another pair of hands seize her waist and she is impaled a second time. She gasps in surprise--although in the back of her mind she knew this would happen--as this fresh hard phallus drives up into her depths. This cock not nearly as thick, but deliciously long, and he seems taller, his hips pressing against her ass at a different angle. He uses his cock differently, more skillful than the first one, stroking it in and out of her, hitting her G-spot perfectly with swift aimed strokes. Before she can prepare for it she feels another orgasm take her by surprise. His cock presses on her G-spot, and the resulting orgasm forces a stream of fluid out of her, her body shaking with the intensity of the climax. He changes his angle and drives deeply into her and she feels his hips slam against her for a dozen hard strokes as he gasps and comes inside her. This time, her orgasm fully complete, she slumps forward in her bonds, spent... for the moment. Shapes move around her. Someone gets on the bed and lifts her head. Hands untie her gag and remove it from her mouth. She opens her eyes in time to see the hard-muscled belly of a man before her, his swollen cock inches from her face. She opens her mouth and engulfs the smooth head, sucking hungrily. She can barely accommodate the size of him in her mouth, but she feels the intensity of his sexual need, senses he will come swiftly, and relaxes her throat to let him fuck her mouth fully. Hands grasp her waist again and she feels yet another hard cock probing the wetness between her thighs. Instinctively, her desire causes her to push her hips back and tilt up to receive him as he slides into her. Penetrated at both ends, she moans and braces to receive both cocks, the one thrusting into her mouth and throat, the other driving deep and hard in her cunt, ramming her exquisitely sensitive cervix. She has no choice but to come almost immediately, hard, convulsing, howling. Her vocal response triggers the cock in her mouth to explode and she sucks and swallows his cream eagerly even as her own orgasm continues to rack her frame. She feels the hips of the man behind her slamming into her with greater urgency, the cock swelling, then his loud cry of completion and the spasms of his phallus as he ejaculates in her triggers another orgasm in her loins before the first is fully finished. Beauty feels dazed, stunned by the stream of orgasms. She feels her lovers pull away and feels others take their places. She takes yet another hard cock into her mouth, more slender this time, and feels her saliva welling up as she tastes his delicious maleness, welcomes the length of it as it slides into her throat and back out again. She feels pressure behind her, hands on her waist yet again, and groans at the mix of pleasure and pain as she feels a well-greased cock forced up her ass. Normally she welcomes this sort of intrusion, but without preparation she has to breathe hard to get past the pain. But she succeeds, and is soon rewarded by a thrill of pleasure as her anus relaxes and her lover begins long, slow lubricious strokes that seem to be in perfect synchrony with the cock in her mouth. She rides the waves of pleasure for what seems like forever. Then strong hands grasp and squeeze her sensitive breasts and clever fingers find her clitoris and she is catapulted into another orgasm, her ass pulsing with agonizing sweetness on the deep-driving cock, her body convulsing so hard that both cocks explode in her at once. The Test is relentless. One cock after another fills her mouth, her pussy, her ass simultaneously, two at a time, and somehow an inventive trio manages to fill all three places at once, to her incredulous delight. They fuck her over and over and over again. She hears sounds coming out of the darkness, women moaning and men grunting, and she knows that the others are now participating in the rite in the warm enveloping darkness, the rite of which she is the focus. She feels their eyes on her, sharing her bliss even as they writhe and grapple in their own private ecstasy. She drifts on in a haze of almost continuous orgasm, accommodating uncounted men as they come, swallowing load after load of cream, her pussy and ass overflowing until her stockings are saturated from the rivers of spunk that have flowed out of her and down her thighs and legs, forming a pungent glistening puddle on the floor between her legs. And yet they keep coming. She has lost any sense of them, how many they have been, which cock was thickest, whose come tasted the sweetest, who made her come hardest; lost all sense of anything but the state of ecstasy she is in, the unremitting delightful spasms of orgasm after orgasm after orgasm until orgasm is all there is, all she is, all she knows. After what seems to be an eternity the last cock slips out of her mouth. She senses emptiness inside her and behind her. No strong hands hold her hips now. The air feels cool on her dripping wet sex. She licks her lips. She tried to swallow it all, but she can feel dried semen tightening the skin on her chin and cheeks, her lips. She feels rather than sees shapes moving around her, more of the dark-robed women, as they untie her wrists and ankles and gently lay her down on the bed. She feels their love, knows the sacrifice they have made this night, for it was their husbands, their lovers, whose hard cocks had driven her to ecstasy again and again, and the semen that they had flooded her loins and mouth and fed her orgasmic bliss rightfully belonged to these gentle women, except it had been tenderly and lovingly sacrificed for her Test. They loosen her corset laces, remove her stilleto heels and semen-saturated stockings, lave her pussy and thighs with warm cloths; gentle hands smooth fresh stockings up her legs and fasten her garters, brush her hair. Her wrists are tightly bound in front of her again with the soft velvet straps, and she allows her head to sink into the pillow as a silk coverlet is laid over her, warming her. The women pat her and kiss her hands and hair, murmuring their wordless assurances as they withdraw and she senses the lights becoming dim. She can hear the soft sounds of footsteps, many footsteps, the sharp click of women's high heels, the soft padding of bare feet, and the muffled heavy tread of men's boots. Gradually the sounds fade away. She lies still for a long time... minutes only, perhaps, but still... She hears the sound of his boots in the darkness, coming to her. She opens her eyes and sees him appear out of the gloom, his black robe and hood making him all but invisible until he stands beside the bed, illuminated by a single candle. He touches the clasp at his neck and the robe falls to the floor and he stands before her naked but for his boots and his huge erection. She smiles at him as he slips his boots off, and as he climbs onto the bed she takes his phallus in her bound hands and strokes it delightedly. "You were the first," she whispers softly, her eyes shining up at him. "Yes, I was," he replies, his deep bass voice thrilling her, as it always does. "You have passed the Test. You are one of us now." "I am so pleased," she smiles. "Did I please you, my lord?" "Very much," he murmurs as he settles his large, heavy-muscled body down beside hers. "Except for one thing." "And what is that, my lord?" she purrs, the same naughty half-smile she had showed him at the beginning of the evening playing at the corners of her mouth. She feels his cock surge even harder in her hands as he moves over her, and she spreads and lifts her legs for him, guiding his massive penis to her ravaged pussy. His penetration of her sex is almost more pain than pleasure. Almost. She moans and lifts her hips to meet him, and sighs with delight as she feels the weight and power of his hips settle on hers, his massive cock pinning her to the bed like a butterfly to a mat, fully impaled. The size of his cock leaves no room for anything else in her, and other men's semen flows out of her to make room for his. "My lord," she moans, her body and mind filled with the pleasure of him. "Yes, my beauty?" he murmurs, rolling his hips and churning his cock in the deepest depths of her aching loins. She feels the corded, thick muscles of his chest hard against her still swollen and sensitive breasts, his fist meshed in her hair, pulling it hard, arching her neck. She lifts her bound wrists and loops her arms over his neck. "Will you please--ah!... will you please... fuck me and make me come?" "Yes, my beauty," he growls in her ear, and the sound of his voice is almost enough to cause her to climax. Then he thrusts his hips, and she cries aloud at the goodness of it. So many other men have taken her this night, but none other have possessed her. Until now. His cock speaks to her through her cunt, her womb: you are mine. "Yesss," she moans in grateful acknowledgement. She gasps aloud as he begins his rhythm, fucking her as only he has ever fucked her. So deep, so full, so hard, shaking her to the foundations of her soul. She feels his body quivering above her and she rises up under him. "My lord," she manages to gasp between his thrusts. "What... unngghh!... what was it... unnggh!... that I still... unngghh!... must do to... unngghh!... please you?... UNNGGH!" "Ah, my beauty," he rasps, panting. "That I should be... that I should be the Last!" "YES!" she cries, as she feels him arching above her and in her, and as his deep-driven cock erupts inside her she convulses in reflexive ecstasy, her heart soars. Yes, my lord, it cries. I am yours, first, last, and always.

Eyes open, when I can... I will look in my husband's eyes many times when we make love, and he into mine. It's part of our loving communication, and the "shades are all the way up". The visual stimulation of watching his face and body as he fucks me is a huge turn-on for me, and knowing he's getting the same visual thrill doubles the excitement. I always close my eyes as I feel myself building up to orgasm... it's reflexive, but also it helps me to concentrate on the exquisite pleasure of feeling and visualizing his powerful cock driving me to orgasm. I love watching his face when he comes. His orgasms are so intense, though--when we first became lovers the intensity of his orgasms was almost frightening to me, and over the years if anything they've gotten stronger--his eyes roll back even if he tries to keep them open. And since the feel of his cock swelling and his body spasming when he comes nearly always makes me come too, and since I have never been able to keep my eyes open through an entire orgasm in my life, we always finish coming with our eyes closed, but our hearts open.

Mikayla did a "road test" of lubes for anal a couple of years ago. She found that Astroglide was the best for her and her husband. My husband and I have used everything from vaseline (very good, actually) to the so-called anal lubes, and we tend to use Astroglide Gel most of the time.

I think that women tend to tie emotion and respect into our sexual selves in any case. I lost my virginity as a teen many years ago to a boy I loved desperately, and who loved me. After I gained some experience with him, I began to crave intercourse, and even after our "love" had dissipated, we still had smoking hot sex, and I have craved intercourse ever since. To the point, yes, where I would have sex with a man I didn't love, but at least liked. Fortunately, I have been married now for years and years and my husband meets all my sexual needs and then some, so my cravings do not go unsatisfied long. I believe the case is probably true with anal sex as well. I have only had one anal partner, my husband, but we have been anally active for years and it is an important and regular part of our sexual relationship. Yes, it was slow going to start (I've written of this many times on this forum), but once I developed a taste for anal intercourse, I became addicted to the act itself. There are times when nothing will satisfy me except a deep, hard butt-fucking. If (god forbid) I would ever have to find another man, anal adeptness would be an absolute must. MsLayd, I love your tale of wakeup anal sex! I had a similar experience a few months ago, and it was hot! My husband took me with him on a business trip, and while he was at a dinner meeting I decided to get costumed-up to seduce him when he got back. So I did my hair & makeup, put on a frilly white corset & stockings & heels, put some champagne on ice, and turned on a movie while I waited. The room was really warm, and the champagne went straight to my head and the movie was dull, so I fell asleep on the bed in a position similar to the one you describe... face-down, but with my knee bent and my ass sticking up in the air. I must have been really out, because I woke up to this vague sense that I was having the sexiest, most realistic erotic dream ever.. and gradually came to realize that it really was my husband's hard cock halfway up my ass, and when he hit full penetration I came explosively, and came twice more as he drilled my ass like a steam engine. And the bliss I felt as his cock finally throbbed and spurted in my ass was indescribable. I had such a good sleep that night!

Let's see... master bedroom, of course; bathroom; spare bedroom; attic bedroom; living room; dining room; kitchen; HB's study; garage (in the car, bent over the car); swimming pool. Still haven't done it in the kids' bedrooms (not sure that's going to happen EVER), downstairs bath, front entry hall, or basement.

I also buy a lot from Fredericks.com... good prices, decent quality. Lots of stuff with garters (my husband loves garters & stockings, too, and I amply repaid in pleasure when I wear them for him...). We also have bought some really nice items from Trashy Lingerie (trashy.com), which can be quite pricey, but well worth it. My all-time favorite corset is a trashy creation and is simply drop-dead sexy.

Same here. Viva is wonderful, as is O'My! gel. I find O'My! a bit strong... within about 30 seconds of application my clit is so sensitive I absolutely have to have his mouth on me. Very fast, very strong, multiple orgasms are the result. Try some Viva on your wife's clit first. If that doesn't ring her bell, then try the O'My.

Your middle finger is your longest finger, but it's harder to insert it as deeply as your index finger because the knuckles on either side prevent it. Try using your index finger, with the rest of your fingers curled in tightly. This is how doctors do rectal/prostate examinations, with the index finger. And yes, I DO know why you want to do it with your finger(s)! Much more personally intimate...

Oh, my, yes!! Let me echo Mikayla's remarks... nothing, and I mean nothing, compares to the ecstasy that comes from submitting completely to my lover's tender--or not-so-tender!--mercies. And to comment, SensualWoman... my man wasn't always the incredible DOM he is today... but with time and care I was able to train him (and let's face it... we trained ME too!) to be everything I could possibly want, and more. It took a few years, but he's self-directed now, and I've got the rope-marks on my wrists and the welts on my ass to prove it.

Oh, my! Yes. <sigh> Now I know what I want to do when HB gets home from work tonight.

That's what it's all about, hon. Getting the blood flowing where it should be flowing so that the reconnection is all the sweeter!

Mm-hmm... Judy's timing is uncanny. Thank goodness she was late that day!

I took this story down almost as soon as I posted it almost 3 years ago. Today, after reading it with my HB, I decided to re-post. Happy New Year! ...elise

My HB is similar. He tells me he much prefers to cum inside me. I learned over time that his glans just isn't very sensitive, so he needs the full length of his penis stimulated to cum. So on those rare occasions when I insist on him cumming in my mouth, I use one or both hands plus my mouth, and deep-throat him as much as I can. That's when I get out the lube and put a finger or two up his ass and massage his prostate, which gets me a mouth full of cum in a hurry. Have you tried stimulating his anus and prostate? If not, give it a try.

HB sitting on a low armless chair while I straddle him, feet on the floor, works great. Give it a try. I don't actually like riding him as much as he likes it. I come very fast when I'm on top, and I get breathless and weak. I much prefer being under him.

I'm sorry to hear about your failed relationship. But at least she was honest with you, and you're trying to put a positive spin on things, which is good. We sometimes can't help what we prefer. I had no preference--or so I thought--about penis size until I had a boyfriend who was really well-endowed, and after getting used to the pleasures of a really big cock, I simply couldn't make sex work as well with men who were smallish-penis'd. Fortunately I fell in love with and married a man who is very well-endowed, so it's worked out well for me. (But he told me that several women he dated before me broke up with him because he was too large for them... so keep in mind that the pendulum swings both directions!) But to address your specific question: yes, I think a smaller penis would lend itself well to anal intercourse, for many women. All but one of my anal toys are much smaller than my HB's cock, which says something in itself. If you find a girl who's really into anal, your penis size could work out well for you. Good luck!

I was reading this thread a few weeks ago, looking for ideas, and read yours. I ordered a Naughty Schoolgirl outfit from Trashy Lingerie online and surprised my HB with it last w/e. Best spanking (and AFTER-spanking) I've ever got. Yum!

My HB and I were driving to a conference he was attending for his job, which was about 5 hours away. We like to spice these road trips up (5 hours of Interstate driving is damnably dull), so on this occasion I was wearing fuck-me lingerie under my skirt-suit, and once we hit cruising speed I started talking naughty to him, playing with the hem of my skirt and "accidentally" flashing my garters and stockings at him, that sort of thing. After about 3 hours of that he was getting pretty hot and bothered, so HB decided to get some revenge. He pulled into a rest stop and parked far away from the other cars, then fetched a couple of items from our "fun bag" in the back seat. Despite my protests, and with much giggling and tussling, he soon had me kneeling on the seat with my skirt pushed up to my waist, my panties wadded up on the floor, a butt-plug firmly planted in my ass, and a hands-free vibrator strapped to my pussy. He yanked my skirt back down and told me to buckle up, and we were soon back on the freeway. HB held the vibrator controller and, starting on low power, over the next hour or so slowly teased and tortured me into a frenzy. I made sure he had his share of discomfort, too, stroking his hard-on through his trousers. Anyway, we were both getting awfully excited and looking for an exit off the interstate when my HB says, "Oh, shit!". He'd lost concentration and we were being pulled over for speeding! By this time my skirt was up to my hips and my blouse half-unbuttoned with one breast completely out, so as HB pulled over I'm frantically trying to tuck my breast back into my bra and tug my skirt down without undoing my seatbelt. Oh, and in the process the remote-control for the vibrator fell between the seats, and when in doing so switched the speed selector to "HIGH". OMG!! The state trooper leaned down and looked in the window just as I (barely) successfully tugged my skirt down far enough to cover my garters, but clearly the expression on my face was unusual. Ignoring my husband, he looked at me and asked, "Are you all right, ma'am?" At which point I lost it and CAME. I tried to cover it up by pretending to be having a coughing fit, but I'm not sure it was very convincing. The trooper smiled at me, clearly aware of what was happening. I'm sure the big, fat vibrator wire running up under my skirt was what could be considered a "clue". He told my husband to slow down, advised me to "take care of that cough, ma'am", then wished us a nice day. We found an exit about a mile ahead, tumbled into the back seat like a pair of horny teenagers, and set a new record for the fastest fully-clothed fuck of all time. True story. My HB tells his friends that he likes taking me on road trips because I know just what to do to get him out of a speeding ticket.

I never set out to be tagged "The Anal Lady", but as time passes more and more women (and some men) approach me with questions about anal sex. I realize it's partly because of my profession, but clearly it's also because people do talk... and I've not really been completely discreet about my enjoyment of anal sex. Anyway, a few months ago a young woman I work with confessed to me over coffee that she and her husband were really interested in trying anal sex, but despite having had great success with anal play during oral sex, their first attempts at anal intercourse had been disastrous: uncomfortable, messy, and leaving them both with feelings of inadequacy. She felt that she'd disappointed her HB and wanted to find a way to make it up to him. After we talked for a while she felt better about things. The next day I gave her a copy of Tristan Taormino's book, The Ultimate Guide to Anal Sex For Women, which is the most complete manual on anal sex I've ever read. She read it and told me a few days later that she had shared it with her husband, and they were positive about re-trying anal. But she was still somewhat anxious about it, and asked me several times if a woman could truly enjoy anal intercourse, and clearly was not convinced by my words. Then it occurred to me to show her. No, not personally; we are NOT swingers, thank you very much. I loaned her my copy of Taormino's DVD version of The Ultimate Guide to Anal Sex for Women. (And yes, Virginia, you can buy it here on TT.) I ran into her at a Christmas party last week and when we had a chance to talk alone, she was positively gushing about the DVD and its effect on her sex life. She and her HB were not just having anal intercourse, but she was having anal orgasms, and the effect it was having on all aspects of their sex life together had been electrifying. She told me that all the reading and talking had been educational, but she was simply not able to make the leap of faith until she watched the DVD. The educational introduction is quite good, but what really worked for her (and has worked for others) was watching real women having sex with their real partners (ok, they're all porn stars, but that doesn't mean they have no love life), and having what certainly appear to be real orgasms during anal fucking. It helped her break through the psychological barrier she had about anal sex, and she's now a convert. So I thought that perhaps some of the anal neophytes lurking here might want to think about getting a copy of this DVD, and see if it helps them to break through whatever hesitation or barriers they might have. If you try it and it helps, please let us know! This is the <sigh> Anal Lady, signing off..

I've said this before, and I realize the original post was over a year ago, but I'll say it again. Anal intercourse is a big step. And yes, it feels totally different than vaginal sex. Yes, it feels very full, but being filled up is part of what makes being fucked so pleasurable for a woman... so anal sex becomes a completely different form of sexual pleasure for a woman with time. The best way to get a woman to enjoy anal sex is to start small and work your way up to the big stuff. The key thing is for her to find anal stimulation to be sexually enjoyable right from the beginning. My first enjoyable anal experience was kind of an ambush. I was VERY opposed to any anal play whatsoever at first... I had the idea that anal pleasure was sinful. Then one night my HB (then-boyfriend) was giving me wonderful head while lightly stroking my vaginal entrance with his fingertips. As I was building up to the peak, every few seconds his fingers would "slip" just a bit, and each time I felt his fingers touch my anus it was like a bolt of lightning hitting my clit. Then just when he'd tongued me to the very brink of cumming, he pushed the tip of his finger up my ass and I came so hard he had to put his hand over my mouth to keep my screams from waking the neighbors. Afterwards we talked about it, and I realized anything that felt that good couldn't be a sin, and within a short time I was actually asking for anal play. We graduated from one finger to two fingers, then to a vibrator, then a buttplug, and when I finally decided I was ready to have his cock in my ass it was perfectly natural, wonderful, and gloriously orgasmic. It took me longer than most women to finally enjoy my first anal intercourse, I guess (nearly five years from that first finger to the first fuck). But my HB was gently persistent--but never pushed me beyond my comfort level--and in the end we both got a wonderful addition to our sex life. So, gentlemen: if you want to enjoy your lady's ass, be patient, loving, and kind. Oh, and persistence will usually pay off in the end.

A prostate massager is definitely something you need to try. When I use ours on my HB, he cums so hard he turns into jelly (fortunately he stays hard long enough that I can cowgirl up on him and ride him til I cum, too). But you may have trouble getting the vibrator on his prostate if you don't know where it is. You need to realize that the prostate is really kind of high up there, and most women have short fingers. If you're not finding it, you're probably not inserting your finger deep enough. To find it, try doing it before you're down to the hot-n-heavy stage of your blowjob. Make it part of the fun. I have fairly short fingers and my HB is tall, so it's a reach for me. Get him hard and breathing fast, and then try to find his prostate. Get your man to lie on his back with his legs drawn up to his chest (the same position you assume when you want to feel him thrusting really deep inside you, which makes sense when you think about it). I prefer to use my index finger, because I can twist my hand around to get it waaaaay up there. You need to get your hand between his cheeks, and push it up rather forcefully to get as deep into his ass as possible. Then curl your finger toward the front of his rectum. Firm pressure is needed. His prostate should feel sort of like a small rubber ball with a crease running down the middle. I find it's actually easier to get in deep and rub hard if I use two fingers. I warm him up with my index finger first, continue blowing him, then insert two fingers. It rarely takes more than thirty seconds of that before I have a tasty mouthful of cum!

Never had sex on a moving motorcycle (but can't straddle one behind a man and NOT want to!!!). Never had a real DP with two men. Never had strap-on sex with another woman (giving or receiving). Never had sex with a stranger while HB watches. I would like to cross all of the above off my list eventually.... Tried the washing machine thing, it was cold on my butt. Make-up sex was hot when we were younger, but now I'd rather skip the fight and move straight to the sex.

I have to agree with you, MsLayD. Our expectations are all too often fulfilled. Having been anal aficionados for as long as my Hb and I have been, we've run across just about every one of the hitches and speed bumps you can encounter with anal sex. We can have regular anal sex for weeks without any problem, then suddenly it hurts or it's messy or whatever... but because we've been through it before, we just stop, regroup, start over, and 99.999999% of the time end up having mind-blowing anal sex. And I know what you mean about needing some anal stimulation... I really do need to have all of my O-zones stimulated--clitoris, vagina, and anus/rectum--to feel satisfied at the end of our lovemaking, even if it's only a finger up my ass when I cum from cunnilingus or vaginal intercourse... Anal sex is still occasionally somewhat painful for me, for reasons I can't quite understand... but I think it's all mental. I think I get impatient sometimes because anal orgasms are SO satisfying to me, and I want to get right to it. But the GOOD news, girls, is that when your anus is particularly sensitive pain-wise, the other side of the coin is that once I relax and go with the flow I'm super-sensitive PLEASURE-wise, which means mind-blowing anal orgasms once I get through the pain barrier. I don't mean to sound masochistic, but whenever my Hb's cock hurts my anus on penetration, I perk right up because I know I'm in for some explosive enjoyment... and that in itself helps me get past the discomfort. OK, I admit it, I guess I'm a bit of a masochist, LOL!

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This is not a joke. Many years ago I went to my Hb's (then-boyfriend) rugby game. All those sweaty muscular male bodies, well, one thing led to another, and the next thing you know we're in the backseat of his car in the parking lot and my skirt's up and his pants are down and SOMEhow a bit of the liniment he'd applied to his aching muscles got onto my labia and anus. That was the end of that particular adventure, and I couldn't sit for two days, let alone fuck. A few years ago we found a product here at TooTimid called O'My Gel, and tried it... and, OH, MY!!! It's a great product to use on occasions when he's horny and I'm just not that interested. My Hb puts a little dollop of this on my clit and I go from zero to 60 so fast my head swims and I turn into a shameless cunnilingus cum-glutton, and whatever he wants to do along the way over the next half hour or so is just fine by me!