Chapter 7
"He did that to you?" asked Mary Beth, her eyes open wide in amazement and envy. "That must have been terrific!"
Joanne shuddered a little at the memory of being so completely helpless. Shrugging, she said, "It was okay. I dug it. But I don't think it's anything I want to do again. Still...."
"Still it sounds like a big turn-on to me. Maybe I'll check this dude out and see how it goes." There was a dreaminess in Mary Beth's words as if she were already tied hand and foot and had a whip lashing furiously against her naked body.
Joanne had stacks and stacks of letters to answer. Her mind kept drifting back, though, to that cold stone floor in the man's basement. Her shoulder was scraped where he'd tied her up and dumped her on the rough surface. Just sitting was slightly painful for her.
The acid enema had seared her delicate inner flesh until her gut was tumbling and churning constantly. Along with her well-spanked ass, she had to squirm a bit just to stay seated.
The warmth of the fucking remained in her mind, however. In spite of all the pain and humiliation he had forced on her, he'd given her a healthy dose of pleasure, too.
That was what made her uneasy. She'd liked the pain. She'd liked the feeling of being totally subservient to this man. Everything she'd been taught told her it was wrong, even perverted.
She'd loved every second of it.
Sighing, she returned to writing letters. Then Mary Beth reached over and shook her by the upper arm.
"Take a look at this letter I just opened. It's right up your line, so to speak."
Joanne took the letter and read:
My cock is hungry for female flesh. But not just any female or any flesh. I need you. And I want to fuck you up your tender, sweet little ass. I want to bury my sword of flesh all the way up your asshole and then fuck the living hell out of you. Your ass will burn from the friction. And you'll desire more of my manhood. You'll come so many times, you'll be exhausted. But I'll still be fucking your shit chute.
There was more but Joanne had seen enough. The letter seemed to be the key fitting into her lock. To have her ass fucked was something she'd never experienced. And the burning sensations in it now brought it constantly to her attention.
The acid-searing enema had lighted fires of desire in a part of her body she'd totally neglected before.
She wondered if this letter writer was on the level. Could he greek her until she came over and over and still keep his own hard-on? Or was this another fifteen-year-old kid?
The letter didn't read that way. It read like it was written by a guy who knew what he wanted and how to do it all after he got it.
A good butt-fucking might be just the thing for her, she decided. Joanne started to say something to Mary Beth, then bit back her words. She was becoming a greedy bitch. She didn't want to share this with anyone, even her friend.
Let Mary Beth go out and hustle her own back door man!
The rest of the day dragged by, but finally the day ended. Joanne didn't go home to her tiny apartment. She was beginning to feel caged there with Mrs. Cliff constantly spying on her.
Joanne had been a little evasive about the sort of job she'd gotten. The old lady had been glad to see her rent money but suspected Joanne of hooking to get it.
Joanne didn't think the woman would actually turn her in to the cops if she saw a steady string of men coming and going from the small apartment but Mrs. Cliff was probably curious enough to see exactly who would avail themselves of Joanne's sexual favors.
It was a little game Joanne had started playing. Cat and mouse. She would sneak in at all hours of the night and try to avoid Mrs. Cliffs prying eyes. Sometimes she thought she succeeded. Other times, the old lady's eyes were boring right into her back the entire distance'up the creaky stairs.
Joanne wandered aimlessly for a while, then suddenly decided to check out the guy who'd written the letter about the ass fucking. The very act of walking rubbed her asscheeks together. It also worked on her insides. She was getting hotter and hotter just thinking about getting a cock up her asshole. Was it as sexy as it sounded to her? She would simply have to find out.
The bus deposited her less than a block from the address. She walked to the front door of the house and knocked several times. Her nervousness was slowly going away. If she did this enough times, she'd be an old hand at it.
She was becoming an expert at meeting the men who wrote all those incredibly sexy letters.
The man who answered the door was brusque to the point of rudeness. He immediately said, "Whatever you're selling, we don't want any."
Before he could slam the door, Joanne said, "I work at 'Pen Friends' and you wrote a very nice letter. An exciting letter."
That stopped him cold in his tracks. His face drained of color and for a second, Joanne thought he was going to faint. In a voice so weak she could barely hear, he asked, "Are you blackmailing me?"
"No! Nothing of the sort. I read the letter and wondered if you really meant all those things. I want to find out. First hand." She let her tongue slip between her lips and make a slow, sensuous circuit around them so there wouldn't be any doubt in the man's mind as to her intentions.
"My wife sent you to trap me, didn't she?"
"I didn't even know you were married. All I know is about that wonderful buttfucking cock of yours. I want to try it out!"
"Come in. Quick. Look, if my wife didn't send you to trap me ...."
"I'm just a horny young girl looking for fun. You sounded like fun. But if it's going to be this much of a hassle, forget it."
She knew she had him hooked. The bulge at his crotch wasn't getting any smaller. He was getting an erection just listening to her talk about getting cornholed.
"My wife and I, we, well, we don't see eye to eye on a lot of things. Sex is one of them. She thinks oral sex is nasty and she'd never let me screw her up the rear. I like anal sex. It... it turns me on more than anything else!" His eyes were radiant now. The fear had fled from his mind with the thought of buggery replacing it.
Joanne decided to help him along with his decision. She moved closer to him, pressing her lush body firmly against his. Her hands moved downward until they stroked gently over the bulge of his prick. Then she captured one of his hands and moved it to her smoothly curved ass jutting out from her jeans.
The feel of his hand moving over her butt turned her on as much as it convinced him. He began stroking heavily over her ass now. His breathing became harsh and hot on her face.
He said, "The hell with my wife. If she wants to trap me into a divorce using you, I'll do it! Anything to fuck that sweet little ass of yours. It's driving me wild!"
"Good. And this is driving me wild, too," she said, assuring him that his cock was having its effect on her.
He peeled her down like a banana. The thin blouse she wore was quickly stripped off to reveal her naked tits. The sight of the titflesh made his breath come a little faster but he wasn't that interested in her jugs.
He dug tits, sure. But he was an ass man. He loved asses. Big and floppy. Tight and well-muscled. In between. He didn't care. He loved them all. Each had its own special attraction for him.
And this chick's ass was just about the finest he'd ever seen. More than a double handful of assmeat in each cheek, tight and firm, young and wanton!
Those were his requirements for a good buttfucking.
He slid her jeans off her hips like he was a priest unwrapping some religious artifact. Tenderly he ran his hands over the satiny smooth skin. Almost angrily he tore off her panties. They marred the smooth perfection that was her body.
Her ass gleamed whitely in the light of the living 100m, marble white but vastly warmer and more vibrant than any lifeless stone ever could be. His hand carefully reached out and felt the skin as if checking to be certain it was real.
"God, I never thought writing one fucking letter would bring me this!" he said.
"Ask and if you're a good boy, maybe you'll get a lot more."
"Hell with that. I want to fuck this wonderful ass. I never saw a more perfectly shaped one."
He pulled her around and planted a wet, juicy kiss on her asscheek. Then he quickly moved to the other one and kissed it. The feel of his mouth moving on her ass sent a jolt of sexual electricity volting through the girl's body. Never had a kiss been so much of a turn-on for her. She was quaking inside as if she'd turned to jelly.
Slowly, she sank to the floor. This seemed to be what the man wanted. He followed her down, his mouth moving constantly over her ass. When his rough, wet tongue speared out and into the deep canyon between her asscheeks, she knew this was exactly what she wanted and needed!
The enema given her by the other man had set off a chain reaction in her body, one she couldn't understand. She needed the feel of something more substantial than liquids up her ass to really come now.
She wanted a cock drilling hard and long up her asshole.
From the feel of the man's breath on her naked butt, she was going to get her wish.
His hands moved restlessly over the girl's sides while he explored the deep canyon of her ass. He found her asshole without any trouble. When his tongue lightly probed into the tightly held little muscle, she thought she was going to lose her mind.
It was a gentle touch but one that might have been dipped in some corrosive- fluid. It set her entire body on fire.
"Fuck me quick!" she demanded. "I can't stand it any longer. I want your cock. NOW! Fuck me now!"
On her hands and knees, ass presented to him for his cock, she felt the entire room spinning around. She didn't remember much of what happened next. But it was all great.
She felt the hot cylinder of his cock pressing between her twin mounds of assflesh and digging hard for her asshole. The man must have stripped off his pants because his hairy thighs were rubbing against her butt and driving her closer and closer to coming.
The blunt nose of his cock pushed hard against her anal sphincter. His earlier oral explorations had liberally supplied saliva for lubrication. When his cock finally jammed into her behind, it was well greased.
She gasped as she felt the thick, knobby head of his cock slide into her asshole. He was so big!
She knew he was going to tear her apart!
For a long moment, he paused as if savoring her inner fires, her tight, clutching flesh. Then he slowly drilled deeper up her guts. When his cock was buried balls deep, she was sweaty and shuddering in reaction.
"God, it's.. . it's the best fucking ever!" she cried. "Ream me out good! I want to feel you deep inside me!"
He grunted as he slowly pulled out of her flaming hot shitter. The sheath of flesh around his cock was more like a surgeon's glove. Her gripping asshole felt like a noose around his cock. Best of all, her ass trembled just enough to give him the effect of having a vibrator shoved into his groin.
He loved it!
"You asked for it and you're gonna get every inch of my cock!"
He slammed harder into her this time. Her inner membrane had expanded slightly to accommodate the huge male invader. He didn't rip her apart. She just felt as if he had.
Gasping, she rammed her ass backwards into his crotch. Moving her ass in tiny circles seemed to heighten the effect of his cock inside her. It was a hot, all-male stirring stick buried far up in her guts. And moving like she did turned it around and around until she came.
. "AIEEEEE! Shiiiiit, oh, I never, oh, ummmm!" she sighed, coming down from her sexual high. The cock was still deep up her bowels. It jerked with a lust that was unmistakable.
She knew he was going to keep fucking her and she was going to keep coming. It was just like he'd said it would be in the letter!
The entire area of her butt flared hot as he drove back and forth cornholing her. The thick arrowhead of his cock spread her flesh apart and sent waves of delight washing through her body. When he reached around her body and lightly fingered her clit, she came again.
Then things began to blur. She was coming so fast, the entire world was lost to her. All that mattered was the long, hot cock fucking her ass. The finger on her clit sent her blasting off again and again. When he began pulling hard at her tits, this only added to her aroused condition.
She was one giant raw nerve ending and every touch was undiluted pleasure!
In the midst of her orgasmic high, she felt his cock moving in and out of her asshole faster and faster. The friction burned at her flesh. It was as if the enema had returned, but this was far sexier. She loved the way he was fucking her ass.
Then she got another enema. This time it was the man's cum. He blew his wad and creamed her guts with his jism. She was only vaguely aware of what was happening. Still dazed from her repeated climaxes, she was in no condition to care that the cock was slowly melting in her hot ass and dribbling out.
Finally, she realized he wasn't screwing her any more. Collapsing on the floor, she rolled over and looked at him. There was a smile on his face. It was the smile of complete satisfaction.
"You're one hell of a back door man," she said.
"And you've got one hell of an ass. I could have fucked you the rest of the night."
"Why didn't you?" Joanne asked. The burning desire in her loins was building again.
"My wife's gonna be coming home real quick. Like I said, you two may be out to trap me, but it was worth it finding an ass like yours!"
"No trap. And I'll split-if we can arrange to get it on again later. When you don't have to worry about this wife of yours."
The plans for another assfucking took only minutes to make, then Joanne jauntily walked away down the street. She could feel the man's eyes following the gentle sway of her ass as she left.