Chapter 4
The Reluctant and the Willing
"If only my wife hadn't locked the keys in the car none of this would ever have happened. But she did, and since my office was only a couple blocks away Janice walked over to get my extra set of keys. Miss Phillips, the receptionist was out on her lunch break so Janice came right into the examining room looking for me. Well, I guess she got a surprise, all right.
"There I was with Angela, my office nurse, my tongue halfway up her ass, and she was sucking and slurping on my cock and moaning like there was no tomorrow and she wanted it all right then. Her cunt was pumping up and down on my face, covering me with her juice and I had a finger up her ass and was finger-fucking her and she was crying out with pleasure. My cock slipped out of her mouth and she was on it like a dog on a rabbit, grabbed it with her hand and started jerking me off and licking the tip. My finger was going a mile a minute in her ass-hole, my tongue was lapping at her clitoris and I had the other hand down between us massaging her nipples until they were rigid as my prick.
"Well, neither of us even saw Janice standing there, we were so far into another world. Frankly, I doubt if it would have made any difference if we had seen her. I know I couldn't have stopped even if the building was burning down, and Angela was in something resembling a sexual coma, her eyes closed, moaning as her lips slid up and down, taking the whole shaft of my cock in her mouth. I could feel the tip striking softly, rhythmically against the back of her throat. There was that tingle in my balls that told me I was going to pop any second now. Angela picked up the feeling; she squeezed my balls lightly and began licking my prick like a lollipop, sort of moaning or singing to it, she was so out of her mind. I pulled my finger out of her ass and grabbed both cheeks, spreading them as far as I could. Then I pushed my tongue up her ass-hole, moving it around inside. Her haunches began to quiver against my face and I felt her mouth thrust suddenly, passionately down on my cock. We both came at the same time, clutching at each other and shaking so violently that we almost fell off the examining table. My cock slipped free and I spurted in her face. She didn't mind a bit, just grabbed my joint and held it there lovingly, letting the come splash on her face, running her tongue over the head. My own tongue was jabbing into her ass and down over her wet pussy, tickling at her clit.
" 'Oh, Johnny, Johnny,' she gasped. 'Don't stop eating me, baby. Lick me, Johnny, I'm still coming. Ohhhh!'
"That was when I saw Janice standing there in the doorway. Her mouth gaped open. Her eyes stared at us like she was in some kind of coma herself. Then she just turned around without a word and walked out the door-didn't even bother to close it behind her. I don't have to tell you that Angie and I got off that table pretty fast. It takes a lot to keep Angie down for long, though-that's one of the things I've always liked about her. By the time she'd finished fixing her makeup she was back in good humor again. She was even making jokes about it. Just as she was leaving she ran her hand over the front of my pants and said, 'If you can ever straighten out that square wife of yours, Doctor, we might work this show up into a threesome.' She winked at me and was gone out the door.
"Well, I don't have to tell you what it was like when I got home that night. Janice had all her things packed together and had reservations at a downtown hotel. I remember that every other word she threw at me seemed to be either 'divorce' or 'infidelity.' Cheating! That was the word she used! Can you imagine that? Sounds like something out of the 1890s, doesn't it? I lost my own temper and told her that if I couldn't get it from her, the only thing left was to get it somewhere else. You see, Janice has always been embarrassed to let me fuck her in the ass. It's one of the things I enjoy very much, doing a girl that way. I've done a lot of cornholing in my days, and let me tell you those other girls loved it! Once they got the feel of a stiff prick in their pert little behinds they clamored for more! But Janice won't even try it once. I've tried to explain to her that the ass-hole is just a sexual organ like any other, and capable of giving a great deal of pleasure. But Janice has that strict upbringing of hers to fight. I guess I can't blame her too much. I just wish she'd try a little harder.
"Before this trouble started my life was as normal and uncomplicated as anyone else's. I grew up in a suburb of Los Angeles, had the usual childhood diseases, went to grade school and high school, both within a few blocks of where I lived. I was able to walk home for lunch almost every single day until I was eighteen. After graduation, I went away to college.
"I don't want to sound like I'm bragging, but I'm an intelligent, liberal-minded person. Try to tell that to my wife, though! She thinks a modern, experimental approach to sex is like being a communist or a drug addict or worse. Well, Janice is the one with problems, not me! I've tried to help her relax and get with the modern world, but she fights me constantly-sticks on that tight, Queen Victoria, 'we-are-not-amused' face and won't hear another word. I wouldn't even be here now if she hadn't threatened to leave me. I know you understand, as one professional man can another.
"Anyway, to make a long story short, I went through high school and college near the top of my classes and got a full scholarship to medical school. That's the only way I could have gone through, since my father was dead and my mother was hard put to keep things going. We didn't have much money, so I had to make up for it with hard work.
"In medical school I specialized in proctology-'the care and study of ass-holes' as we used to say when I was a student. I told that phrase to one of my more intelligent patients once and she changed it to 'stare and cuddling' of ass-holes. Not a great joke, but we both had a good laugh over it nonetheless. And it shows a healthy, liberated attitude, too, if you don't mind my intruding on your field for a moment. Lenore was able to appreciate the real sensuality of getting fucked up the ass-hole. The involvement of entirely different nerve patterns to give you a thrill like you've never had in your life!
"I used to corn-hole her right in my office several times a week-in those glorious days before my wife started losing her car keys-on the floor, the examining table, once she even knelt down naked on my desk and I stuck my cock up her lovely pink little ass-hole while we watched ourselves fuck in a wall mirror. If Miss Phillips had walked in then! Well, I've had some narrow escapes, I can tell you.
"Lenore was a perfect example of how a woman with strict, puritanical upbringing can be reeducated to enjoy the most modern, liberated sexual practices. And she sure did enjoy it! After she met me her beautiful little ass-hole was like a weather vane-a weathercock, if you'll pardon the joketurning itself toward every stiff prick in town. She really went on to make a name for herself in those circles where cornholing is appreciated. She came to me in the beginning with a few minor problems, nervousness, constipation, you know the sort of thing. Mostly her problems were caused by her husband, I suspect. He was a real backward, prudish type-used to turn off the lights and pull up the covers before he'd fuck her. He'd screw her missionary-style, then roll off and go to sleep. A real winner, as you can see! She told me she tried to suck him off once. She practically had to sneak up on him like an Indian under the covers before she got her mouth on his prick. He stopped her, said he had too much respect for her to let her do that. Can you imagine it, in this day and age? Men like that don't realize that a woman appreciates boldness and innovation in sex. Women want their thrills, too!
"Lenore had just turned twenty-five when I met her. She was my first patient of the day, sitting nervously on the couch in my waiting room, hands folded, legs together. Very prim. Very respectable. Very dec ... well, you know all the words our society has at its fingertips. She was quite a lovely woman. What they call an English rose complexion, fresh and pink, as though she'd just been running. It made her look like a blushing teenager. And she had one of the most beautiful sets of breasts I've ever seen anywhere, full and thrusting under a dark tailored suit that complimented her blonde ham One of the things I've always admired is a superb sense of taste in clothing. Well, Lenore could walk down Fifth Avenue or the Champs Elysee and hold her own with any model or high-society girl. You can imagine how I felt the first time I stuck my cock up that proud, aristocratic ass and heard her moan with delight.
"But I'm getting ahead of myself. In the beginning she was just a patient, if an exceptionally beautiful one. I sent her into the examination room with Angela to get undressed. She was quite nervous when I came in to examine her. She clutched the white hospital gown around her nakedness but hadn't thought to take off her high-heeled shoes. Some women will do things like that deliberately to arouse you during the examination. But Lenore, as I was to discover, had a genuine, almost child-like innocence about her. This combination of innocence and sensuality has always been a weakness of mine. Even today I always get a stiff prick just thinking about it.
"I helped her up on the examining table; she still had her shoes on when I guided her feet into the stirrups. Frankly, I was starting to feel a tingle in my cock as I lifted up the gown to expose her.
" 'Just relax now,' I told her. I noticed my voice was a bit tight when I spoke. This won't take very long and it won't hurt a bit.'
"She nodded and stared at me with her large child-like eyes. Her knees were drawn back under the gown, legs spread wide by the stirrups. She actually blushed when I lifted up the gown.
"What a pussy that girl had! The crack was covered with a full growth of fine blonde hair that didn't quite conceal the clitoris. That little love button seemed to be waiting almost expectantly, as though it knew better than either of us what was going to happen! Further down, the pink little ass-hole pouted in a web of delicate light hairs. I confess I damn near forgot myself and went down on her right there.
"My prick was throbbing against the fabric of my pants. I had to press close to the table to keep her from seeing the bulge. I was so excited by that lovely body that I almost forgot to put on my rubber gloves before putting my fingers in her.
" 'Just relax now, just let your legs relax.'
"I slipped a finger inside her at first, then two fingers. She gasped softly and turned her head away. I thought at first she was having pain, then I felt the slippery wetness of her cunt. It opened hotly under my touch. I slipped a third finger inside her. Her eyes closed and suddenly her tongue traced lightly over her lips. A faint spasm of muscle over one eye told me that she was all too aware of the pleasure her body was experiencing. Her mind was trying unsuccessfully to fight down this sudden, dominating pleasure. Now that I think back on it, it was as though fate had taken a hand in showing her, against her own will, what she had missed, what life could be like if she was capable of throwing off the early, false, and foolish morality that had been imposed on her.
"That was when I decided to help fate along.
" 'Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?' My fingers stroked the silky liquid walls of her pussy.
" 'No ... no, it's---' The muscle flicked above her eye.
" 'Now, I'm going to perform one further test just to be sure everything's okay. I'll just slip a finger in behind. It won't hurt at all.' I touched lightly on her ass-hole.
" 'Oh ... I didn't think....' She stopped in embarrassment.
" 'It's perfectly usual. Don't be disturbed.'
"She nodded. The huge, child-like eyes avoided my face.
"My cock was as hard as iron. I slipped a greased finger into her ass.
" 'Nnnnuuuhhhhh! ... Oh ... oh, God!' The cry escaped in spite of her efforts. She closed her eyes.
"Lenore lost the fight right there; her body took over completely. All the muscles of the anal sphincter came into play at once, squeezing eagerly at my finger, pressing and throbbing in a frenzy of ecstasy. At the same time her golden-haired cunt clasped softly, wetly at my other hand.
"I probed deeper in her ass-hole, moving my finger in a gentle rotating motion. I watched as her lips began to quiver. Her beautiful cunt grasped with soft convulsions at my hand.
" "That's not so bad, is it?' I asked in my most professional tone.
"Her eyes were riveted on the ceiling. I'll never forget that helpless look. She had lost control of her body responses completely. I had won. She didn't dare look at me. She didn't have to. I was way ahead of her.
"A sudden soft intake of breath told me that she was coming. Her ass-hole squeezed and nipped at my finger like a small bird, the cunt opened to take my fingers, which it mistook for a spitting cock. Her legs quivered slightly in the stirrups.
"Lenore's eyes were closed now, her face relaxed, all the marks of strain dissipated. Now even her mind and emotions had given in to the feelings which swept her away. And I must say she was absolutely beautiful in her surrender, radiant in the fulfillment of her orgasm.
"In spite of my tremendous desire for this young woman, this lovely, proud girl, I controlled myself. And it wasn't easy, let me tell you! But I'm sure you know, as a fellow professional, how wrong it can be to face a nervous patient with an embarrassing situation. I had already won the first round. She had come to realize, even if unconsciously, the pleasures of an expanded sensuality. There would be plenty of time in the future to bring her the rest of the way. And I didn't want to frighten her away. I wanted her to come back; I wanted in a totally consuming way to lick and suck and fuck every inch and opening of her body.
"I waited until her orgasm was finished and then gently removed my fingers and stripped off my rubber gloves. I acted as though nothing unusual had happened, as though every patient went through this kind of experience as a matter of course. But I noted that Lenore looked at me strangely. The earlier nervousness was gone. There was no embarrassment. She stood before me a very cool and self-contained young woman, appraising me with her large eyes. I think she was appraising herself, too, perhaps for the first time honestly, measuring her life in the past against the possibilities of the future. There is no question in my mind that she had come to realize that her lovely little ass-hole was a much neglected source of sexual pleasure. In weeks to come, she would make up for that neglect with a vengeance.
"Well, after Lenore had gone, I was the one who was nervous! Every time I thought about her my cock would jump to half staff and start chafing against my pants. I walked around all morning bent over with one hand in my pocket to keep from giving myself away. Fortunately, Angela had kept my appointment schedule light that day. You can be damn sure that I checked and double-checked to make sure that Lenore had an appointment for the following week.
"To tell you the truth, I didn't know how I was going to hold out that long.
"By lunch time my balls were ready to explode. I told Angela to delay my appointments for an hour and I went home to throw a good fuck at Janice. There's one good thing I'll say about her, she's always available for screwing even if it is difficult to get her to experiment.
"Janice was out sunning herself by the pool when I got home. She had on a really tiny bikini that she wears when she's in the yard, though she wouldn't dream of wearing it in public. And she's got a nice, tight little body, too. A lot of women would be very happy to show off that kind of shape on the beach. Well, she's missing a lot of good stares, that's for sure.
"Anyway, I stripped down quick and went out by the pool, no bathing suit or anything, just a hard on that stuck out like a baseball bat. Janice saw me and burst out laughing. That was a funny thing about her: if I was lucky enough to catch her in a horny or humorous mood she could be quite a good fuck, as long as I didn't ask for anything too far out-especially anything to do with her pink little virginal ass-hole. That was definitely out. But now she came over and looked down at my hard on. She was smiling.
" 'You sure are an outstanding man,' she said. She reached down and ran her fingers lightly along the underside of my shaft. I was so hot I almost spurted in her hand.
" 'Doesn't bother you, does it, lover?' she crooned. 'I sure wouldn't wanna get my Johnny all upset.' She stroked my joint again.
"Janice could really stand my cock on end when she got in the mood. Usually this was when we hadn't fucked for a couple weeks. Then she would suddenly find herself as hot as I was all the time.
"I reached over and put my hand on her crotch. The tips of my fingers grazed a few stray hairs that crept out from under her suit. She didn't stop me, she just smiled and shook her long, dark hair down over her shoulders, egging me on. My hand worked away on her crotch, then slid up to the string that held her suit bottom on. I pulled the string and the bikini panties fell open on one side, exposing the lush growth of dark hair that I loved on Janice. I twined my fingers in the hair and pushed the suit down further. I could feel a beginning dampness at the lips of her cunt.
" 'Johnny, I've got an idea,' Janice whispered.
" 'Not now, baby, let's make it...." I was afraid if I didn't get it into her fast I'd come in her hand or on the front of her suit.
" 'No ... over here,' she answered. She quickly pushed down her suit and took a firm grip on my prick, leading me toward the swimming pool. She climbed halfway down the ladder into the water at the shallow end. Suddenly she put her head forward and slid her lips all the way down my cock to the root. Her tongue lapped at the shaft. This was completely unlike Janice; she must have been really hot to let herself go like that. I was at the edge of spurting into her mouth when she suddenly let go and with a giggle jumped down into the pool.
" 'Come on, Johnny,' she called, 'we'll do it here! I want to do it in the water!'
"I didn't need any second invitation. I just followed my cock and in two seconds I was beside her in the water. She leaned back against the side of the pool, grasping it with her hands, letting her legs and belly float up to the surface. The water rippled gently through that soft black triangle as she spread her legs for me. I was going crazy!
" 'Oh, Johnny, darling,' she murmured.
"I positioned myself between her legs and put my hands under her ass to brace her. I massaged the tight round globes, letting my fingers play in the hair around her cunt. Then I stuck my cock in her.
" 'Johnny!' It was a cry of delight.
"I fucked away as hard as I could. The contrast between the chill of the water and the slippery hotness of her pussy was almost unbearable. She leaned her head back, letting the long hair trail sensuously in the water. Her face shone radiantly in the bright sunshine. I had never seen her so beautiful as she was at that moment getting fucked in the pool. But then I had never seen my wife so passionate, either. It was a new kind of Janice-only a temporary Janice as I was to discover later. But it was a sign of the real passion bottled up in her if I could only break the chains of her upbringing.
"She closed her eyes and groaned and threw her head from side to side as I fucked her. I leaned down and pulled off her top and sucked on her tits, running my tongue over the nipples until they grew stiff. She wrapped her legs tight around my hips and pulled me closer.
" 'Johnny, don't stop,' she whispered over and over.
" 'I'll fuck you, baby, I won't stop.'
"I hammered my prick into her. She sighed and let out contented little grunts at the deep penetration. By now my cock was a glowing hot staff inside her. My legs stiffened suddenly and began to shake. I came so hard that the come backed out of her cunt into the water between us and made our bellies slippery as we pumped against each other. She began to gasp and increased the motion of her pussy against my groin. Her legs tightened and began to quiver. Without thinking, in the passion of my orgasm, I thrust my finger all the way into her ass-hole and fucked her convulsively.
" 'Aaahhhh, Johnny ... Johnny, darling!'
"It hit her like an electric shock. I don't think she even noticed that it was her ass-hole and not her cunt that was giving her such pleasure. If she'd been in her right senses instead of coming all over me, she would have noticed that her body was responding to sex in a way that it never had before in her life. She tightened on my finger-it was like she was trying to jerk me off with her ass-hole. I sucked on her tits some more and let the tension drain out of my body. Janice took the whole load that day in the pool. She took the load both for herself and Lenore. Her body knew what it was all about, but I don't think it ever registered in her head. She had achieved a genuine breakthrough in fucking. She would have been ready for some real cornholing next-and that's what I wanted from my wife-if that goddam puritan childhood hadn't come rushing back into her conscience. But try to tell that to Janice!
"The next day, of course, we were back to normal. Janice was the prim, virginal housewife. You'd never know she'd been corn-holed, with a finger, anyway. And if you'd told her how much she loved it, how she'd cried out for more and pumped her cunt against me-well, knowing Janice, she'd probably have called the cops or the Legion for Decency or something.
"During the next few days I thought constantly about what had happened between Janice and me. We had reached what I thought was a real plateau where she had begun to shed her former inhibitions about sex. I really thought she. was ready to join the modern world. Here we were, married nine years, I was thirty-three, Janice twenty-eight. Now, goddammit, twenty-eight is certainly old enough to know your own mind! We did a lot of screwing in nine years. Janice was a virgin when I married her. Not only was she a virgin, but her family, especially her mother, had spent years turning her against sex. So I took special care to be careful and gentle on our wedding night. Naturally I wanted her to be turned on by sex, not off. I even went so far as to plan a special program for her. Six months of careful, conventional fucking before we got into the more interesting, advanced program. Why the hell am I talking like a doctor, it's my wife I'm talking about! I wanted her to like the same things that I liked! I married her in good faith, I expected to spend the rest of my life with this girl. In every other respect she liked what I liked. In fact, between you and me, there was a lot that I learned from her. Good food, good music, a fantastic taste in clothes. I think I've said before that I appreciate good taste in clothes. All of that I learned from Janice. Yet she never measured up to the thing I cared about most. Obviously I'm talking about sex. She never seemed willing to learn from me.
"I had been into cornholing long before I met Janice, of course. I don't mean any of that queer stuff, that just disgusts me. But I had already fucked a lot of girls in the ass before I got married, and let me tell you they loved it! Most chicks really do, you know. You just have to teach them to relax, to forget all that phony stuff they learned from their parents about being ashamed and afraid to try anything outside of missionary position.
"Janice's parents didn't appreciate my marrying her. Her parents were rich, and here I was, just a scholarship student. A poor intern. She was a child of the social set. Her parents expected better of her than anything so common as falling in love with a medical student. Especially a poor medical student. But she did fall in love with me. And I fell in love with her, too. There's very few other women I would have taken so much care with. I wanted Janice to forget all those inherited superstitions about sex. I wanted her to know what real trusting and giving was all about. My intentions were never anything but the most honorable, no matter what her parents thought.
"I waited over six months before I tried to corn-hole her. The first time I fucked Janice I was proper and considerate, just like a normal, straight husband. I kissed her breasts a few times, then caressed her pussy gently-just tickled the lips with my finger. I stuck my cock in, moved it around a few times until she got the feeling, and then pulled it out. I don't mean to say I didn't come-I sure did! I wouldn't deprive either of us of that on our first night. But I was trying to educate her slowly all along. She wasn't ready for a full married sexual life. I knew how innocent she was, and I didn't want to do anything that might give her a shock. This was my whole life, my whole future lying in bed with me, and I didn't want to risk anything that might give her the wrong impression. So I took real care of her. I wanted Janice to fill all the fantasies that had occupied my years of growing up.
"The only fantasy she fulfilled was the prim little princess who never grew up. The little ice princess. Except for those weird times when she went completely in the other direction. like in the swimming pool that day. Once in a very rare while she escaped from that asexual prison she lived in. And those were beautiful days, I can tell you. The most beautiful days of my married life. But those days were few and far between.
"The first time I corn-holed a girl was in high school. I'd been going with this girl for several months. We were sort of pinned or whatever-in a high-school sense. That means we'd gone to a few movies together and a couple of dances. Her name was Nancy. She was a nice enough girl, but the main reason I was taking her out instead of the cheerleaders is because the cheerleaders were all getting fucked by the football and basketball heroes. To them I was just another student, and a grind at that. But Nancy really liked me, and she was willing to go a long way to make me like her.
"I was seventeen at the time. Nancy was sixteen. One night we were driving home with several other kids from a party. It was pretty crowded in the car and Nancy was sitting on my lap in a corner of the back seat. I can remember how the cleavage of her ass seemed to fit exactly over my cock as she pressed down on me. We were necking pretty heavy. So was everyone else, no one was paying any interest to me and Nancy. I had my hand under her skirt working up the inside of her thigh. My nuts were on fire with the way she was working her ass slowly back and forth in my lap. We were kissing and sucking on each other's tongues, and believe me, that's enough to turn any high-school kid into one big, stiff prick. My hand reached her crotch and I started snaking, I was so hot. Nancy didn't have any panties on! She must have taken them off in the ladies' room, just before we all went out to the car. I pressed my fingers into the hot dampness of her cunt and she started sucking furiously on my tongue. She opened her legs wide so I could get all the way in her. I was finger-fucking her so hard that I didn't even notice that she had managed to get my fly unzipped with one hand. Her skirt covered both of us-not that anyone was bothering to look-and she lifted her ass and slid my cock out of my pants. She settled back down again, fitting my cock firmly into the moist, warm crack of her ass. Then she set up a slow, rhythmic contraction of the muscles, milking me until I was almost crazy. I don't think I've ever had such a powerful orgasm as I did that night. I spurted like a fountain. The come filled her ass and ran down the inside of her legs, covering my pants. I jabbed my prick into the slippery cleavage again and again and felt the head just barely start its entrance into her ass-hole. My hand was covered with her juices. Then Nancy sighed and licked my ear. Her arms were tight around my neck.
" 'Oh, J. J., ' she whispered. 'That was so good. We'll do that anytime you want.'
"And we did. It wasn't such a big step to corn-holing her. After all, we had almost done it that night in the car. Nancy really got to love being fucked in the ass-hole, and I loved doing it. And since this was in the days before The Pill it was the easiest way to avoid those troubles which can ruin a career before it gets started. I sure didn't want to wind up in some stupid high-school marriage. So I fucked Nancy in the ass for almost two years, including when I came home from college on vacation. I've always been grateful to her for introducing me to cornholing."
With John J-we have another case where there is some regression to a childhood stage of psychosexual development. In this case, John has developed a form of anal desire which is, clinically, a fetish.
Fetishism, in this case the identification of a specific nonsexual body part as an object to produce sexual satisfaction, is a late psychosexual development. It often uses an object nonsexual in nature to enhance sexual satisfaction as a translation from an earlier transitory object, such as a bottle, security blanket, favored doll, etc.
The use of a body-part fetish to enhance sexual satisfaction occurs normally in most adolescents, and a developed form of this fetishism can be seen in some men's fixation on female breasts. It is only when such a body-part fetishism becomes the primary choice for sexual satisfaction that the concept of sexual deviation is to be considered. It then represents an immature solution to a sexual identity problem, and should be identified as such.
The fetishist achieves sexual excitement and gratification by substituting some part of the body, such as the rectum, for a total human love object. With regard to the specific fetish chosen, Kinsey felt that there might be a connection between fetishism and sadomasochistic behavior, as evidenced by the aggressive quality of some of the objects which typically arouse sexual excitation.
Apart from such considerations, various authors have described the fetish as representative of the female, as well as the male, genitalia. However, psychoanalytic clinical investigation has shown that, almost without exception, the fetish is symbolic of the penis or penis use. In this case, the fetish involving the anus is symbolic of penis use in the vagina, without actually involving the vagina.
Fetishism is basically a defense against castration anxiety (as are all sexual deviations). Since the fetish is a penis-use symbol, it is logical to assume that fetishism would be demonstrated almost exclusively in males such as John. Obviously, one would not expect a penis-use symbol to reassure a female of her possession of a penis. This hypothesis has been confirmed by the researches of Dr. Kinsey, who reported "only two three cases" of female fetishism among the population studied.
As early as 1927, Sigmund Freud explained fetishistic behavioral deviations in males as the result of an overpowering castration anxiety which originates in early childhood. For the young boy, the absence of a penis in females is a reminder that this could happen to him, and it revives his fear of castration. Consequently, he refuses to accept the fact that women have different genitalia than men. Since a woman must have a penis, she cannot have a vagina. Therefore, the only avenue open to John for sexual intercourse is through the anus.
Confronted with reality at a later stage of his development, John undoubtedly turned away from the developing interest in the vagina and replaced it with his fetish, the female anus, which stands in his mind for a female penis alternate. Sexual excitation and gratification are possible only when he can convince himself of the existence of a female penis, for only this belief can keep his castration anxiety in abeyance.
Epigenetically, the development of fetishism presupposes that John was exposed to the sight of the female genitalia in early childhood, and that the anxiety provoked by this experience was so intense that there was a corresponding need to deny the perception. Thus, the ego was split. On the one hand, there is an awareness of the female genitalia. On the other hand, the knowledge is denied. This split in the ego, however, serves at least one positive function. Belief in the existence of a female penis wards off all incestuous impulses. The fetishist, such as this subject, cannot become completely involved in a satisfactory heterosexual relationship with a woman. Yet, he is unhappy with his sexual way of life as it exists. He is very frequently depressed and moody, and at times he may drink excessively. Nevertheless, he is usually well liked by both men and women, and has many friends. In fact, the fetishist's attitude and reserve often make him appear both attractive and interesting to women. The fetishist is interested in establishing social and sexual contact with women, and his conversation and actions may be very seductive, but he rarely engages in a conventional heterosexual relationship, simply because he does not believe that a woman is capable of engaging in vaginal intercourse. This leaves the rectum as the only "opening" he can logically find for aggressive sexual action. Of course, there is the possibility of oral intercourse, and the fetishist with an anal fetish will engage in great amounts of oral sexual activity. However, in this case the subject also has an established fear of a developing homosexual tendency, which tends to "turn him off' oral sexual activities as a prime sexual gratification method.
"Well, things have sure been happening in the ole town, let me tell you! I really think Janice may be beginning to see the light after all. It could be that her walking into my office that day was the best thing that could have happened. Catching me like that with Angie might have been just what she needed to see our marriage in a more realistic light. Anyway, I have a feeling that these totally unnecessary sessions will be coming to an end pretty soon. There are a lot of backward, inhibited people in the world who need this sort of thing a lot more than I do.
"There's been no more talk of divorce since this past weekend. I really think Janice may be ready to make a determined effort to understand the sexual problems which have divided us. And she couldn't have a more willing teacher!
"Well, let me start from the very beginning. A turnabout in thinking like this shouldn't be passed over quickly or easily. In fact I'm glad to have a chance to talk about it in detail. I want myself to understand exactly what happened to Janice so there won't be any backsliding. Heaven knows I wanted long enough to bring my wife into the modern world. I wouldn't want to lose her now.
"I was trying to dissipate some of the hurt and hostility that had sprung up in Janice since we had separated. I figured that I had been in those sessions long enough so that she might be curious to see the results. I took a chance and called her at her hotel. She was willing to have dinner with me that night at a restaurant near the hotel. But further than that she wouldn't make any promises. That was okay with me, I didn't want to rush things. I wanted to have a chance to let the old familiarities do their work-the jokes and confidences we shared whenever we were together.
"I picked her up at the hotel about six-thirty and we drove to a little Italian restaurant she liked. We had been there many times before and some pretty heavy fucking sessions had followed some of those visits. The romantic atmosphere usually got to Janice. She didn't often drink, so a few glasses of that Italian wine could have quite an effect on her. And on this night in particular she was tense and upset, so it didn't take much to get the first drink into her. By the time we were halfway through dinner she was beginning to giggle a little.
" 'You really did look funny-the two of you on that table.' she said. 'That doesn't mean I'm willing to forgive you. But you really should have seen yourself.'
" 'What was so funny?' I asked.
"She giggled again. 'Well, the position! The way she was laying on top of you and you were so-well, tangled up in each other. How on earth did you ever manage to stay on the table?'
" 'We almost didn't, especially when you came in.'
"She made a sour face. 'Ummnhmmm ... well, that part wasn't so funny. You really hurt me, Johnny.'
"I put my hand over hers. 'I'm sorry, baby,' I said, 'You know I wouldn't do anything to deliberately injure you.' I sipped my wine for a moment and then added, 'I guess my particular desires got the better of me for once.' I didn't say anything about all the other times that Janice knew nothing about. 'I just needed a session of that kind of sex. But I didn't do it to hurt you, baby, believe me.'
"She didn't say anything. But I could see I had reached her. That anti-sexual ice was melting!
" 'We had a good session of cornholing, so I don't feel the need for any more.'
" 'I wish you wouldn't use that word, Johnny.'
" 'Sorry.'
"We ate the rest of our meal in relative silence. But I could see that she was doing some heavy thinking. Once, she smiled at me and blushed suddenly. I had the feeling she might have been testing out in her mind the image of herself on that table with me, instead of Angie. Herself lying on top of me with my tongue halfway up her ass. Herself lapping at my cock while I finger-fucked her ass-hole. Herself down on her knees while my cock plunged in and out of her virginal ass in an ecstasy of cornholing. She was drinking faster now to keep down the nervousness. Something was definitely going on in her head.
" 'She's the one who satisfied you-that bitch-not me. That's what really hurts.' She stumbled a bit on one of the words. Her voice was slightly blurred.
" 'Except for the fact that she favors my-my sexual inclinations, she doesn't mean a thing to me, baby. It's always been you.'
" The bitch!'
" 'It's just physical with her, too.'
"Janice gave me a skeptical look. 'Don't count on it. And even if it is, she can find someone else to be physical with and keep her hands off my man!'
" 'I didn't know I was still your man.' I squeezed her hand.
" 'Hmmmnn ... well, we'll see.'
"After dinner we drove around for a while listening to the music on the radio. Janice had lost her nervousness. She seemed to have settled something in her mind. She hummed softly along with the music. I could see that the wine had loosened her up considerably. She was getting sentimental, maybe even romantic, though I didn't count on the latter. We talked about some of the good times we had had in our marriage. I complimented her on how good she looked that night, and she did, too. Her hair was wrapped around her head in a large braid-sort of Spanish style. She wore a flowered see-through blouse that went well with her slightly olive complexion. Below that, a short skirt and high heels showed off her long legs. I don't know if I told you this before, but Janice studied ballet for several years when she was in school. And those years of training showed up in her beautiful legs. They were long and tapering, beautifully muscled, the kind of legs that were made for a miniskirt. And her ass was something! Full and firm. It was one of the first things I had noticed about her. For years I had ached to bury my cock in that behind.
"Now, as we drove along, I put my hand lightly on her leg. She didn't move it away.
" 'Why don't you come home with me tonight, baby. You've been in that hotel long enough.' " 'I'm not certain.' " 'Not certain about what?' " 'I still have some thinking to do.' " I stroked her leg. 'Two heads are better than one, Jan. I really have the feeling we can straighten things out satisfactorily-tonight' "For a long time she was quiet. Then she said, 'Okay, Johnny. Maybe we can stop back at the hotel for a minute first so I can pick up some things.'
" 'We can pick up your stuff tomorrow, honey. There's everything you need for tonight at home.'
"She nodded. Before we had arrived back home she was holding my hand.
"The first thing I did when we got home was pour Janice a stiff drink. I felt that the last vestiges of her hostility toward me were beginning to dissipate. Now I wanted to work on her inhibitions. After all she was my wife and she did love me. I could use these feelings to help her over the wall that had separated us for so long. All's fair in love and war, and I was ready to go the whole way. I poured myself a drink and sat down next to her on the couch. I rubbed the back of her neck lightly.
" 'You're sure looking good, Jan.'
"She smiled a bit drunkenly. 'You're not looking so bad yourself.'
" 'It's been a long time, hasn't it?' My hand slipped down to her shoulder and rested on her bra strap which was visible through the fabric.
"The more Janice drank, the warmer her response became. Being back in familiar surroundings helped a lot, too. And it didn't hurt a bit that she'd been without fucking for several weeks. She was horny as hell. It wasn't long before I had my hand inside the front of her blouse squeezing at her tits. She leaned against my shoulder and let me do what I wanted with her. The ice was gone. " 'Oh, Johnny, I've wanted you so bad.' " 'Me, too, baby. We'll make up for it tonight.' "She nuzzled my neck.
"In a few minutes she was completely naked and moaning with passion as I sucked her tits and worked my finger against her rigid clitoris. I was concentrating on keeping my own passion under tight control so I could work on her. It wouldn't do any good to pop in my pants before I got Janice where I wanted her. But dammit, I'll tell you it wasn't easy when I saw that magnificent body completely exposed and open to me. After all, I hadn't had any fucking myself for several weeks; I'd been damn careful not to give Janice any more reasons to think about divorce. So I kept my joint packed in ice-speaking figuratively-and went at that delicious little clit like a general marshaling his troops.
"My hand probed the soft tissues until she spread her legs as wide as she could. I dropped down between her knees and buried my face in her hairy muff, working at the clit with my tongue.
" 'Ohhhhh, Johnny....' It was a scarcely audible whisper, almost like a subconscious thought. But it told me all I wanted to know.
"I dropped my trousers and positioned her ass. Then I stuck my throbbing hot cock deep into her pussy. She gasped with the delicious shock and we both had an orgasm at the same moment. She threw herself forward and grabbed my neck, kissing and tonguing me passionately. I held her there with my cock still in her, feeling her hot juices run down the inside of my legs. Neither of us had been depleted in the slightest by our orgasms-it was as if the accumulating desires of these past weeks had only made us stronger. I had never felt so potent, so sexually powerful. My sperm jetted powerfully deep within her cunt, yet my prick stayed rigid. Her legs and arms entwined me hungrily. We were both swept away in an ecstasy that was almost painful.
"It was only the beginning for us that night. We had only to finish fucking in one position before we started fucking in another. Once I found her lying on top of me in a sixty-nine position-exactly in the position she had discovered Angie and me weeks before. Her face was down over my joint, her eyes were closed, and she was sucking me off furiously. I looked up to find that beautiful dancer's ass poised inches above my face. I couldn't resist. I pulled it down on me and ran my tongue gently over the rim of her ass-hole. I licked at it a moment, then slid my tongue deeper into the groove and entered her.
"Her legs relaxed. She gurgled softly over my cock and pushed her ass down on my face. I spread her cheeks and lapped at her ass-hole.
" 'Lover ... don't stop ... it's so good.' Her mouth thrust down on my prick with movements that increased in speed and intensity, and I spurted into her mouth. She moaned and swallowed several times, drinking down my hot come. I reamed her ass-hole, pushing my tongue in until she squirmed with delight.
" 'Johnny,' she whispered, almost afraid to speak the words, 'Johnny, corn-hole me! I want you to corn-hole me! Please, I want to know what it feels like!'
"Well, you can believe it took me about one second to get behind her. She was on her hands and knees on the floor, her ass waiting expectantly for my cock. I licked her ass-hole until it was relaxed and slippery, then spread her cheeks and pushed the head of my joint into her.
" 'Oooooooohh, Johnny! Johhhnnnneeee!'
"I pushed in further until the whole length of my cock was in her ass. Then I started fucking.
" 'Ooohh, corn-hole me, Johnny ... you're cornholing me! You're fucking me in my ass-hole and it's so good! Lover! Lover!'
"Her ass-hole began to quiver with little convulsions. She crawled forward in short little motions of her hands and knees. I followed right behind, fucking at her like a battering ram, thrusting my cock in and out of her ass. We must have crawled over half the room, stuck together like Siamese twins. The whole time Janice was moaning in delight.
" 'I didn't know it was so good, Johnny! I never knew it was this good!'
"By now I was getting a case of shivers that came all the way up from my balls. My legs trembled so that I was afraid I was going to lose my balance and pull out of her; but Janice felt it, she backed up tight against me and ground her ass into my hips. Her ass-hole clamped on my joint, holding me in her. I reached around and chafed her rigid, pointed nipples with one hand, sliding the other down to work on her clitoris some more. The hair of her cunt was sopping wet.
" 'Aaaaahhhhh! Johhhnnneeee!'
" 'Nnuuuhhh! Baby! Ohhh!'
" 'You're coming in my ass-hole! I can feel it, lover! ... You're shooting in me! It's so goooood!' She was throwing her head around wildly, her long hair cascading down her shoulders like some magnificent jungle animal's. One hand reached back between her legs and began to rub her clitoris.
"I pumped away like a madman.
"It was like hitting a brick wall at ninety miles an hour when it happened; the come pumped out of me like out of a fire hose, lubricating her ass so that my cock slid slickly in and out. My brain seemed to explode. I heard myself cry out, and my voice was joined by Janice's. We shuddered and collapsed on the floor, completely spent.
"It was a few minutes before my cock softened and slipped out of her ass. We lay there holding on to each other. Janice took hold of my limp prick and milked the last drops out of me. There was a look of real contentment on her face as she lay there beside me.
" That was wonderful,' she said.
" 'I didn't hurt you, did I?' I asked.
" 'Just for a second at the beginning. I guess it's because I never did that before and I wasn't used to it. But when I relaxed it was just wonderful. Oh, Johnny, I've never had a feeling like that before!'
" 'You'll get used to it. I'll see to that.'
"She nestled her head against me and ran a finger lightly along the inside of my leg. 'Maybe we could do it once more before we go to bed.'
" 'Hey, give me a minute to recover, will you!'
"She laughed. 'You see what you've done to me? You've turned me into an addict. I'll never stop pestering you now.'
"I lifted her chin and looked into her eyes. 'A cornholing addict?' I asked.
"She blushed.
" 'Say it. Say you're a cornholing addict. Tell me how you love to get fucked in the ass.' " 'Johnny-' " 'Say it!'
" 'I ... I'm a ... cornholing addict. I love to get fucked in the ass. I do love it when you fuck me there, Johnny, honest!' She held on to me tightly. 'Oh, what a fool I've been all these years. To make such a big fuss over something that feels so good. How you must hate me!'
"I put my arms around her and kissed her cheek. 'Don't be an idiot. I could never hate you. I just wanted to make you more a part of my life, to show you what it could be like.'
" "That bitch,' she murmured. 'She got the best from you when it could have been me.' She punched me lightly in the side and grinned. 'What else have you been doing to her that I should get some of?'
" 'You'll be getting it all from now on.'
"She got up from the floor and took me by the hand. 'How about some of it right now?' she said coyly. 'Let's go upstairs to the bedroom.'
"So that's how it was that first night. The night of our reconciliation. Sounds kind of good, doesn't it, that word? Reconciliation. And all because I just happened to get up the nerve to make that phone call. And I can tell you it all happened in the nick of time, too. My guts were getting so heavy from lack of use I might not have been able to hold out much longer! That might have ruined everything. Maybe we never would have gotten together again after that.
"Anyway, we went upstairs and I corn-holed her again and then fucked her in the usual way-in the cunt, I mean. Then she fell asleep in my arms. It was really romantic, almost like a honeymoon. The right kind of honeymoon this time. The first step into the modern world.
"Well, that first experience really set her imagination on fire. I suppose it was the same sort of thing that happened to me when Nancy introduced me to cornholing. Janice couldn't get enough of it, and the more I fucked her there the more sensitive and responsive her ass-hole became. After the first couple days I only had to pat her on the ass and she'd quiver like a pointer waiting for the bird. And I gave her the full helping of my little bird, too! She invented a whole galaxy of cute little tricks like slipping a finger up my ass while she was sucking me off-the first time she did that I came so hard she almost choked-or holding an ice cube against my ass-hole while she sucked me. You can't believe what a sensation that is. I guess you could say that she's turning me on to a few addictions of my own.
"But the biggest surprise she saved for last night. A little going-away present before wrapping up these sessions. Or maybe she just wanted me to have something really interesting to tell you. Well, it was interesting, all right. It was downright mind-blowing, as the kids say today. And I thought I was the only one who had something to teach!
"I got home after a really hectic day at the office, one of those miserable, problem-filled days that can ruin your disposition for the whole week if you let it. I had warned Janice before I left in the morning that I would be home late for dinner. She's been a doctor's wife for nine years, so she knew what I was talking about. She's seen my foul moods when I get one of those days-and in the old times, before we got into cornholing, she used to be at a loss to know how to handle me. Well, not anymore!. She had a couple of stiff drinks waiting for me at the door and a twinkle in her eye. There was a delicious beef stroganoff, my favorite, simmering in the oven. We sat on the couch for a while, and she rubbed my forehead and neck to help me relax. I could tell there was something going on behind those beautiful green eyes, but she wouldn't give me a hint. Just made me finish my drinks and then set dinner out for me.
" 'You just have your dinner and stay comfortable,' she said all at once. 'I'll be right back.' She went upstairs toward the bedroom.
"When she came back down again she was wearing a silk bathrobe. I couldn't see what was underneath, but I did see that she was wearing sheer nylons with high-heeled spikes. I began to feel that little telltale tingle in my groin and in my cock.
" 'Comfy?' she asked as she sat down next to me with a grin.
"I waited. "What's going on in your little brain?' I asked.
" 'Nothing much. A couple of new ideas for dessert.'
" 'Is that your new dessert cook's outfit?' " 'You like it?'
"I put my hand under her robe. She wasn't wearing anything but a garter belt. "Very much,' I replied. 'I'll make a note to recommend it to every restaurant in the country.'
"She opened the robe, exposing the soft, dark hair of her cunt. 'I thought you'd approve.'
"Well, with that kind of incentive in front of me, it wasn't long before I was stripped down to my socks. I had my hand working the soft ground between her ass-hole and her clitoris, but Janice seemed to be deliberately maneuvering me into a slow buildup, just keeping my cock stiff with a measured supply of licks and nips and kisses. She took a firm grip on my prick with her little hand and jerked me off until I was hard as a bar of iron.
" 'Let me put it in, baby,' I prompted.
" 'In a minute.'
"She jerked me slowly for another minute. " 'Now,' I said.
"She shook her head. Taking my cock in both hands she dropped down on her knees in front of me and began sucking the tip in slow steady movements until I was writhing on the sofa. Just when I was afraid I was going to come, she let go of me and stood up. She let her bathrobe fall to the floor and stood naked in front of me, except for sheer stockings and high-heeled shoes.
" 'Now,' she said. 'I've got a surprise for you.'
"She took hold of my hard on, exactly as she had that day by the swimming pool. I followed with a sense of eager anticipation as she led me up the stairs to the bedroom. I could see that she was enjoying the game as much as I was. She paused dramatically in front of the closed door of our bedroom, letting the suspense build. She grinned at me. Then with her eyes still on me she turned the knob and let the door swing open.
"There, in the middle of the bed, naked as a jaybird, was Angela. She smiled impishly and opened her legs so that I got the whole view.
" 'Hi, Johnny, what's new?' said Angela.
"I heard Janice giggle behind me.
" 'Angie! ... Janice!' I blurted in astonishment. 'What's going on? Angie, what are you doing here?'
" 'Angie and I have been talking for the past few days,' said Janice. 'She got me so curious with some of the interesting things she said, I invited her over. I want to see some of these tricks she knows and I don't.' She tickled the underside of my shaft with a finger. 'I want to make up for the trouble I've caused you. If another woman can show me how to satisfy you, then I want to learn. Please, Johnny.'
"I felt that electric tingle low in my balls. I was so excited by the scene in front of me that I found it difficult to catch my breath. A thousand possibilities invaded my inflamed imagination.
"'Sure, baby,' I said huskily. 'Sure, whatever you want.'
"Janice ran over to the bed and lay down next to Angie. I looked at the two of them lying there with cunts and ass-holes at the ready, and I admit that I was stymied for a moment. I didn't know which one to go at first. like the poets say, I was stuck with an embarrassment of riches. Angie was the one who settled the question. She called me over to the side of the bed and took my cock in her hand. She took up the slow, delicious jerk-off motion that Janice had been doing a few minutes before.
" 'Don't you have any manners, Johnny love?' Angie said in a low, silky voice. 'Don't you know that the wife should get the first serving in her own house?' She steered my throbbing cock toward Janice's mouth. Janice gazed almost hypnotized by the huge member, then parted her lips to receive it. Just as her lips closed over me, Angie slipped a finger into my ass and began a slow, rotating motion. Angie kept up the rhythmic jerking on my cock, her finger probed deeper into my ass-hole, and Janice, eyes closed, sucked voraciously at the tip. I thought I was going to explode.
"A minute later I did explode-in a volcano of come. Janice gurgled and swallowed as my come hit the back of her throat, but she wasn't fast enough. The hot stuff streamed out of her mouth and down her chin. Some of it ran down the nipple of her right breast. Angie leaned over to lick it off, then stayed to suck Janice's nipple, all the time never missing a beat on my cock. I put a hand down to Angie's cunt and rubbed the hot, wet clitoris. There's no other way to explain what happened next-we all just went crazy with excitement.
"We found ourselves in a tangle of bodies on the floor. I had my prick buried in Janice's ass, and the two girls were sixty-nining each other furiously, sucking and lapping each other's cunts. Janice was moaning and working a finger in Angie's ass-hole and sucking at her clit. I was riding Janice like a bronco buster when suddenly I felt Angie's head between my legs, her tongue licking hotly at my balls.
" 'Lover! Cornhole me! Fuck me, please!' Janice's voice came out in a low, passionate mumble, muffled by Angie's hairy pussy. But I got the message loud and clear. I fucked away like a madman.
" 'Nuuuhhh ... uuhhh!' Angie's voice rose in a sudden tremor. Her legs began to quake. Janice responded by burying her face in Angie's cunt and increasing the speed of the finger up her ass. I pulled my cock out and buried my tongue in her trembling pink little ass-hole, reaming her out with a passion. My balls had disappeared in Angie's mouth; she sucked them gently and jerked me off with her hand. We all came at the same time, our voices mingling in a symphony of orgasm. We lay there in rapturous contentment, our hands and lips and tongues exploring each other's sticky bodies.
"We all went in and took a shower together. We soaped and scrubbed each other and it wasn't long before there was a lot of tickling going on. Pretty soon we were ready for something more. We dried off and went back to the bedroom. It was there that the girls had another surprise waiting for me.
"It all started with Janice sucking me up to a full-blooming, throbbing hard on. I was sitting on the bed; she had her face in my groin, her hands and knees braced on the bed. Then, to my amazement, Angie comes up behind her with one of those-what do they call them?-dildoes. You know, one of those big, soft rubber cocks! Angie has it strapped around her waist. She climbs up behind Janice on the bed and starts working the head of this dildo slowly, gently into Janice's cunt. Pretty soon she's fucking her full steam ahead and Janice is shaking her ass all over the place and taking my joint into her mouth down to the belly button. Then, just before I come, everything stops all of a sudden. The girls get up, like they've had everything planned beforehand and the next thing I know I'm kneeling down on the floor and Angie's working my cock with her mouth. But she's not wearing the dildo anymore. I look around and there's Janice strapping the thing on. Janice walks up behind me and smiles. She licks me in the ear and whispers: 'You've fucked me for years, lover. Now I'm going to fuck you!'
"I can't believe what I hear! This is my prim, proper little Janice talking, Miss Philadelphia Main Line, the former honorary Ice Princess! I start to protest.
"But the two girls are giggling like mad and holding me in position, especially Angie, who has an iron grip on my cock with her mouth and I'm not looking to bring her teeth into action. So I finally give in. Janice gets down on her knees behind me and spreads the cheeks of my ass. I've already forgotten what's going on behind me because I'm working over Angie in a sixty-nine, I'm so hot. I've got a finger up her ass and I'm eating her out and she's sucking me off so good I can hardly stand it. I feel Janice pushing that dildo up against my ass-hole.
"What a night we had, I can tell you! We fucked each other in so many ways I can't remember them all. We probably even invented some new positions. I might have to take a notebook along the next time to remember it all. We'll sure be getting together again, the three of us, now that we've found each other. Found each other, that's certainly the right word for it!
"I wonder if I can get Lenore to join our little group---"
While it is almost impossible to make any evaluation as to what will happen in the future to John, it can be predicted with some assurance of accuracy that his abnormal sexual practices will eventually lead him into homosexuality. Since he has convinced himself of his omnipotence as a lover, it is doubtful that his mind will be able to accept the shock when he realizes that he is, or is becoming, a homosexual.