Date: Mon, 6 Oct 2003 12:17:51 +0100 (BST)
From: Tom Smith <arsehole_addict@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: What Did You Do Last Night, Miss? Chapter 1

Note: There are only intimation of bisexuality in this
first chapter, but the next five chapters are heavily
bisexual and firmly in the "urination" category (i.e.
scat and piss themed anal sex, MF, MMF, MM, Fm, Fmmm
etc.)

I find Emma in the kitchen, leaning on the counter top
and facing away from me as she leafs through some
magazine. I cross the kitchen floor stealthily, intent
upon my target. In all truth, Emma knows exactly what
I'm up to, but it pleases her to play along. As I make
my final approach, I appraise her shapely form for
about the millionth time. What a lucky bastard I am.

Emma stands around 5'5", with shoulder length dark
brown hair and a slender build (perfect hour glass
figure: full juicy breasts, a tiny waist and gently
flaring hips). Today she's still wearing the clothes
she dresses in for teaching; a long fitted skirt and a
crisp white blouse (no bra though, I notice, the
starchy fabric of her top must be teasing her big
brown nipples). Her feet are bare.

As I come up behind her, Emma's studied nonchalance
cracks a little; I can see her hands quiver as they
turn the pages of the magazine. I gaze down at the
taut fabric covering her perfect arse, the material
stretched particularly tight since Emma is
deliberately putting her cute little rump on show for
me. Boy, am I going to have fun with that today.

We don't speak at all, this adds to the tension, the
anticipation.

I reach around, under her arms, to cup her breasts,
letting the warm flesh of her tits fill my palms. I
unbutton her blouse and her tits are free, hanging
beneath her panting chest like udders. She moans
softy, a throaty, guttural moan of delight as I fondle
them, loving it as I squeeze and massage her sensitive
tit-flesh. I locate her swollen aureoles, pinching
them roughly and teasing her nubs of her nipples into
hard bullets.

Reaching down to that sexy waist, I undo the buttons
on the side of her skirt. A little awkwardly -- and
with a few helpful wiggles from Emma -- I succeed in
loosening her skirt to the point where she can shrug
it off completely. This leaves the modesty of Emma's
nether regions protected merely by the skimpiest of
white cotton panties, most of which has rucked up
almost completely into the crack of her arse. What a
wonderful sight to behold.

In one swift (and, I might add, practiced) motion I
yank Emma's panties down to her knees. Almost
instinctively my hand reaches up between her legs and
caresses the moistness of her pussy, the sweet lips of
her vulva parting easily under my touch. I let my
fingers trail through the thick bush of her pubes,
teasing the swollen lips of her seething twat. I slip
a finger between her well-forested flaps and sink it
deep into her scalding cunt-hole, rubbing her
hardening clit with the ball of my hand. Delightful as
it is, Emma's cunt is not my main course today. But,
as an appetizer, I cannot resist slipping my finger
into my mouth to enjoy its astringent taste.

I spread her buttocks and behold my target, the
cringing brown circle of her anus, tiny and puckered
between her white cheeks. Her dark curly pubes snake
upwards from her sopping cunt to surround her arsehole
too with hair. I see her ringpiece bulge outward,
blooming like a rose, then shrink back to its natural
tightness. Just as a peacock fans its tail in a
display of sexual prowess, so Emma fans her anal ring,
knowing that her pervert boyfriend will be unable to
resist the puckering, pouting magnificence of her most
intimate orifice.

Most women believe that the male desire to sodomise
women is the result of a desire to demean and control
them. This cannot be true. My girlfriend's anus
controls me. My desire to kiss and taste her bottom is
all consuming. It is the hole that she uses to shit.
Think about it. When I kneel behind her, my face
buried between her sweaty buns, french-kissing her
shithole, what does that say about power
relationships?

It is too much to resist now. I want to bugger her,
but the urge to taste her hairy quoit is too strong. I
push my face between her spread buttcheeks, inhaling
the heady scent of her butt. I kiss her wetly on the
pooper, swirling my tongue around the tingly ridge of
her anus. Emma pushes out her shit-ring, as if she
were going to take a dump, to let my tongue snake into
her back-passage. I savour the rich taste of her anus,
coating my tongue with her anal funk; that
intoxicating cocktail that seems to contain so many
flavours it defies descriptions. She tastes of
butt-sweat back there, but she also tastes rich and
"cunty" with that taboo but recognisable hint of shit.
I relish that incredibly "bottomy" tang that a girl's
butthole always has.

My only regret is that a tongue is never quite erect
enough to actually penetrate a girl's sphincter
properly. The rimmer who actually gains access to a
rectum is a figment of a porno imagination. Interior
licking of a butthole is only possible after buggery,
when her hole is stretched and gaping. But despite the
apparent impossibility of the act I nonetheless try
earnestly to inveigle my way into Emma's delicious,
clasping rectum. I can't help it. Emma and I swing
fairly regularly with our friends Rob and Claire who
teach at the same time school that we do. Often Rob
and I end up in a post-sodomy 69; not through any
desire to suck cock though. I simply have an all
consuming lust to experience what my girlfriend's back
passage tastes like several inches up.

I lather Emma's butthole with my tongue, literally
sucking on her pouting shithole, wishing it was full
of another man's creamy spunk. Four fingers are
slurping in her cunt, spreading the fat hairy lips of
her sex as I devour her bottom. My lust-driven mind is
unable to resolve the dilemma: do I continue to eat
her arsehole or do I satisfy my urge to sodomise her?
Emma decides for me.

"I want it Tom."

"Where, sweetheart?"

"Up my shitter." Bless her, she still blushes at the
lewdness of those words.

They are the first words we have spoken. I stand
behind her and withdraw my fingers from her sopping
puss. I lean forward and cupping her soft tit, kiss
her cheek. She moves her head and her tongue meets
mine. She trembles a little, knowing that it is her
own arsehole she can taste in my mouth. I pinch her
rubbery nipple between my fingers, making her mew like
a cat that has had someone stand on its tail, a mewing
that quickly turns to purring. My forefinger, now
glistening with her juice, traces back in the cleft
between her buttocks and sinks smoothly into her furry
anus.

Emma giggles, my finger is cold. But the giggling
stops as a second, and then third, finger joins the
first, gently but firmly massaging and stretching her
delightful (and now well traveled) anal passage. She
sighs in contentment as my probing digits push deep
inside her, my knuckles pressed tight against her
arsehole.

I glance down and, using my other hand to push apart
the perfect milky globes of her buttocks, gaze in
wonder once more at the sight of the brown rim of
Emma's arsehole stretched tight around my inquisitive
fingers, gently squirming in their exploration of that
most delicious, tight anal tract.

The painful bulge in my jeans reminds me that it's
time to treat Emma's arse to something a little more
substantial. Somehow I manage the delicate balancing
act of shrugging down jeans and freeing my prick from
the confines of my underwear, whilst maintaining my
digital assault on Emma's rectum. It's not as easy as
it sounds, believe me. My cock juts into the air
eagerly, the swollen head throbbing in anticipation of
the delicious tightness of Emma's anus.

There's one final act of preparation: I have a tube of
lube in my briefcase for emergencies such as this.
With a practiced flick of the thumb I spin the top off
and squeeze a generous amount onto the tip of my knob.
I massage this down the length of my shaft, careful
not to get too carried away, I don't want to spoil the
fun.

Once I'm satisfied with the result -- a glistening rod
of rock hard flesh -- I throw the bottle to one side.
Pulling my fingers from Emma's arse I spread her
cheeks. Her arsehole remains dilated and moistly
inviting and I'm tempted to kneel down and eat it
again, tonguing her to orgasm. But that can wait till
later, I want to penetrate her with my cock first.

Still holding her cheeks apart with one hand, I use
the other to guide the tip of my prick to the entrance
of Emma's anus. Her body stiffens and she grips the
counter top tightly as she braces for my first stroke.
Over the last few months we've experimented a great
deal, Emma and I, and it shows in the way I can slip
myself into her anal passage with something
approaching ease. Don't mistake me, her ring is still
delightfully tight, and it takes lubricant and a
little manual warm-up, but it definitely takes less
time and effort than our first little adventure in
this field.

I rub my cock head around the rim of her anus, just to
tease her; building anticipation for the coming
pleasure. My prick positioned for action, I move my
hands to her hips, so as to steady myself and provide
leverage. Emma tries hard to relax her shit-ring,
pushing and straining so that it bulges lewdly. I
press my knob into the centre of her throbbing anus
and she suddenly farts loudly, exciting my cock with
the vibrations of her anal ring. The fart allows me an
entree, opening her slightly. Moving my pelvis forward
and a little up, my manhood begins its journey into
Emma's bowels. The way is easy at first; her well
prepared sphincter offers almost no resistance,
accustomed as it is to my fingers, tongue and cock
(not to mention butt-plugs, dildoes and other men's
cocks). Likewise, the first inch or two of passageway,
well stretched by inquisitive fingers, yields
smoothly.

Thereafter, firm, steady pressure is required to
burrow my cock deeper and deeper into the exquisitely
tight, yet delightfully slick, inner regions of Emma's
arse. The first stroke is always my favorite, the
sensation of opening up Emma's tight bowels, of
introducing her most private place to my cock is
beyond description. Briefly, I wonder if she has given
anyone else this pleasure. She was an anal virgin when
we met, but now she is experienced. Perhaps she has
lived out already what I know to be her fantasies.
Fleetingly, I conjure an image of Emma kneeling on her
teacher's desk, her bottom bare, as a queue of well
hung sixth-form lads wait their turn to bang her
shit-trench; each boy delivering a load of hot jism up
her bum before presenting his huge cock for me to
suck.

It takes me just a few seconds to bury my prick up to
the balls on that first stroke, a new record. Emma
grunts softly, her white knuckles on the counter top
betraying the intensity of the experience. She has
only been buggered by one cock longer than mine, and
never one thicker. Her beautiful bottom is packed full
of nine and a half inches of cock and her heavy
breathing betrays this fact. She shifts her weight
from one foot to the other, wiggling her hips a little
in an effort to better accommodate the hard,
unyielding invader nestled deep within her.

I bring my fingers, so recently jammed up her shitter,
to my mouth, licking her butt-taste from them. The
flavour of her bottom makes my cock throb even harder
and thicker in her shitbox. I rest for a second,
savouring the sight Emma's arsehole stretched around
my prick, the feeling of my bollocks resting against
her moist furry cunt. I reach down and probe her
there, then raise my fingers to my mouth for a taste.
Her juice is, as ever, sweet as can be. I'll enjoy
eating her later.

But back to the task at hand -- if hand is the right
word. Accompanied by a soft sucking sound, I withdraw
the length of my shaft from Emma's arse. Her abused
arsehole is now hugely dilated, but begins to shrink
rapidly as I watch. Quickly, I re-enter and thrust,
forcefully this time, up to the hilt. My balls slap
hard onto Emma's pussy, and she mutters something that
sounds like 'Ungh'. I withdraw again, lusting at the
sight of her obscenely gaping shit-chute and once more
resisting the temptation to drop to my knees and begin
devouring her inviting anal cavern. Again and again I
pull my dick form her slurping fudge-tunnel and
penetrate her anew with a single stroke.

Now the real fucking begins. I pound into Emma's arse
with long strokes, withdrawing almost to her sphincter
then plunging deep inside. On each thrust I try to
push harder, straining to press my dick head just a
little farther into tight but yielding bowels. As I
work up into a steady rhythm there is no sound apart
from our ragged breathing and the slap of my balls.

Once Emma's arse has surrendered completely, her warm,
inviting anus almost sucking me in on each stroke, I
begin to up the pace. Sweat breaks on my skin as the
effort of ramming my manhood deep into Emma begins to
catch up to me. But it is a uniquely rewarding
experience. Emma clenches her anal muscles
rhythmically, gently clenching my cock and adding to
the already extreme pleasure. One of her hands moves
to down to her pussy and begins a vigorous
investigation. She's so wet down there that the whole
of her hand, slim as it is, could probably slip inside
without much effort. I can imagine the long drools of
excess juice dripping from her cunt, shaken loose by
the pounding her arse is taking.

My balls are now so tight it's painful. The sounds are
wet, rutting, and bestial. My deep thrusts have forced
air into her guts and now it is escaping, little by
little, every time I hump her backside. Her ringpiece
froths around my shaft as I pump her greasy, farting
shitter. I pull myself in closer, moving my grip from
waist to shoulders, and start to fuck Emma with short,
sharp jabs. I leave most of the length of my cock
within her for each thrust, and instead concentrate on
deeper penetration. I want to shoot my cum as deep
within her as possible.

I feel the tip of my dick jab into something firm and
hot. My prick is buried so far up her behind that I am
butting against the shit in her colon. Slowly I feel
the delicious sensation of her turd surround the head
of my cock and I remember why this sexual activity is
known as 'fudge-packing'.

At last I can hold back no longer. I slam my dick home
in one final powerful thrust, a grunt of effort
escaping my lips. I can feel my entire cock throbbing
as I shoot spurts of semen deep into Emma's arse. The
cum worms it way even deeper into her bowels than my
cock; I have her arse plugged so tightly that there's
nowhere else for it to go. I'm shooting my jism into
her shit. As the last of my fluid drains into her, I
become aware that Emma is gently thrusting and
gyrating her hips, fucking herself on the remains of
my erection. I also feel her work her shitting
muscles, forcing more of her soft, hot turd around the
top few inches of my cock. I sense the motions of her
hand over and within her cunt increasing in intensity
as she brings herself to orgasm. Removing my hands
from her shoulders, I play with the thick bullets of
her nipples, massaging the firm flesh of pillowy
teats.

As always, Emma cums intensely, her whole body
shuddering as the pleasure engulfs her. Her shithole
spasms around my shaft and I can feel my cock
stiffening a little in response. I begin to fuck her
arse again, this time slow and gentle. As the waves of
orgasmic pleasure slowly decline, I lengthen my
strokes, pulling my cock further out of her body each
time.

At last Emma is still, breathing deeply, the fingers
of one hand still glistening with juice hanging limply
by her side. I pull my cock completely from her arse,
a dribble of cum following it. Instantly I'm on my
knees, my tongue lapping the milky brown fluid from
the edge of the gaping hole her arse has become. I
probe within, delighting in the mingled taste of my
semen and her shit. Her arsehole suddenly flutters and
convulses in a loud and wet fart, belching my own
thick load into my open mouth. I continue to play,
sucking and licking and tasting, until her anus begins
to contract around my tongue.

With one last long, slow lick from Emma's cunt all the
way up the crack of her arse, I savour the tastes of
her cunt cream and her butt and the salty tang of her
sweat. As I stand, Emma turns about and we kiss
deeply. Her tongue eagerly explores my mouth,
searching for the same tastes I have just experienced.
I see the surprise in her eyes as she find those
tastes. Anal sex has never been this messy between us
before. She realises exactly what I have been licking
from her back passage for the last few minutes and
this seems to make her all the hornier to share it. We
hold this embrace for a minute or two, our hands
roaming over each other bodies.

Without warning, Emma drops to her knees and sucks my
dick into her mouth. I gasp, in surprise -- and
pleasure. She doesn't seem to mind the taste at all,
in fact she seems to crave it, if the vigorous sucking
and inquisitive tongue probing are any indication. I
look down as her, sweat dripping from her upturned
nipples, my shit smeared tool being eagerly licked. If
only her mother or her pupils could see her now,
eagerly licking her own poop off of her boyfriend's
cock. My once flaccid cock stiffens rapidly and soon
Emma has to work to get it all into her mouth. She is
an expert these days though, and can slide me back
down into her throat without gagging almost as though
it was second nature.

As I stand there, lost in bliss, accompanied by the
slurping sound of the girl whose arse I've just
violated deep throating my prick, I can't help but
think that it can't get much better than this. Well
maybe it can: in a surprise move Emma slips one of her
slim fingers deep into my own arse -- a taste of my
own medicine.

This takes me over the edge and I deposit my second
load of the day into Emma's waiting mouth. I can't
manage as much as before, but it's still a good
mouthful. Emma sucks me for a few seconds more, then
pulls back, looks up and opens her mouth wide to let
me see the cum pooled over her tongue. Then she closes
her mouth and makes a great show of swallowing, before
opening up again as though part of some magicians act:
look, I can make cum disappear!

She withdraws her finger from my arsehole and licks
it, as if it were a cock. She looks wickedly at me,
her face streaked with cum. Nothing is said, but
seconds later our bed is covered with large towels and
I am lying on my back. Emma is squatting over my face
wildly frigging her hairy vadge. My tongue is madly
flicking across the crinkled rim of her delectable
arsehole. I sense something unprecedented in our sex
life is about to happen and Emma's sudden grunt
confirms it. I open my mouth, still not entirely sure
why, but sure that our sex life is about to enter new,
unchartered territory.

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