Chapter 2
All the Perverted Females
"I guess you could say that getting involved in The Cult was just one of those things that always seem to be happening to me. You know, some people seem to be lucky in everything they do, and some people are just plain unlucky, all the time. Some people have a natural talent for some things, and some people have no talent at all, for anything.
"Don't get impatient. By saying all this I'm not trying to make some sort of deep philosophical statement or anything. I'm just leading up to the 'why' and 'how' of my getting into The Cult.
"Some things happen to some people, over and over again, for no known reason. They just do. With me, it's that every chick I meet is weird. I'll walk into a bar, there will be twenty chicks sitting there, nineteen of them normal, healthy women with normal, healthy desires and appetites, one of them really strange, and guess which one I'll end up talking to, and probably taking home? Right! The weirdo!
"While this can lead to some pretty fun-type evenings, it can get to be a drag after a while. I mean, after ending up in bed with chicks who dig only oral sex, chicks who get turned on only if you suck their big toe for ten minutes first, one chick who had to read comic books while she was screwing or she couldn't climax, and so on, I begin to get real hungry for a normal chick who is looking for some normal sex. That's why, one night, I started out determined to try something different. I was going to go down to my favorite bar, but I was not going to try to pick up a chick. I was just going to go in, order a drink, and sit there. I figured that maybe a chick would come after me, and maybe not. But, hopefully, if one did, since she would be picking me up, instead of me picking her up, it would break the pattern and she'd be a little less strange than what I usually ended up with. That's what I was hoping, anyway.
"Let me tell you, it was really different. Actually enjoyable. Just sitting there, sipping a drink and listening to the music, without working my balls off trying to score. No tension, no hassle, no put-downs. It looked like it was going to be a really nice evening, even if I had to end up going home alone, "Not that I'd've had to, if I didn't want to. Go home alone, that is. There must have been at least fifteen broads in there by themselves, and only six or seven single men. If I had wanted to try, I'm sure I'd have had no trouble scoring. Of course, I knew what kind of chick I'd score. Probably some ding-a-ling who dug screwing only while standing on her head in the shower.
"Along about eleven I spotted a really sharp one. Blonde hair, blue eyes, nice shape, and on the right side of thirty. And if those rocks she was wearing were real, she must have been loaded, too.
"Anyway, I was just sitting there looking, and there she came, straight for my area of the bar. I wondered if she was going to stop by me, or was headed down to the crowded end of the bar, then stopped wondering as she sat down next to me. I began to think that maybe it was time for my luck to take a big turn for the better.
" 'Hi. Can I buy you a drink?' I asked. Up close she looked even better, and if those weren't real diamonds, I was prepared to eat them, without salt.
" 'Sure. Thank you. I'm Janice.' Her voice was pure sex, and the smile she gave me with that thank-you was bright enough to light up the whole room.
" 'You're welcome,' I said, showing off my sparkling turn of conversation. 'My name's Tom. I don't recall seeing you here before. Do you live around here?' Always get right to the point, my daddy used to tell me.
" 'Not far. This is my first time in here. I was on my way to a party, and I felt like a drink, so I thought I'd stop in for a few minutes.' The bartender delivered our drinks, and we touched glasses before tasting them, almost like a promise of something to come that neither of us was quite willing to bring out in the open yet.
"As we sipped our drinks we continued the small talk, getting friendlier with each passing second, until, by the time the glasses were empty, we were laughing, joking, and babbling on like we had known each other for years. I began to get the feeling that this was IT! I started to order another round, but Janice put her hand on my arm to stop me.
" 'Thanks, Tom, but I'd better get going. I wasn't planning on staying even this long.'
"Oh, no! She couldn't do this to me! 'Aw, come on. Surely you have time for one more. That is, unless you have a husband waiting at the party, or something?' I gave her my best little-boy smile, full of hope.
" 'I'm sorry, but I really have to get going. I promised I'd be there by ten, and it's almost midnight already.' I tried to look as unhappy as I felt at her words, and I guess I must have succeeded. 'I don't want to spoil your evening, though,' she said with another of those five-megaton smiles. 'If you want, why don't you come on to the party with me, and I'll buy you a drink?'
"Oh, yeah! Baby, you'd better believe that's what I wanted. I didn't even bother answering her. I picked up a couple of bills I had on the bar, leaving a single for the bartender, got up, took her arm, and led her out the door. Once outside she started leading me, first to a Caddy convert parked at the curb right in front of the club, then, after a short drive, to a very expensive-looking house.
"She led me up the walk and right through the front door without knocking, which gave me the idea that the party must have been at her house. It turned out that the idea was wrong, but I didn't find out for sure whose house it was until much later, after I became a member.
"I got the idea right away that it was a pretty strange kind of party. The lights inside were very dim, most of the illumination coming from a big fireplace, and there seemed to be several couples sitting around on couches making out. There was soft music playing, and an elusive scent of incense in the air.
" 'You'll find everything you need for the drinks over there at the bar,' she said. 'Make me one, will you, while I take care of something. I'll be back in a minute.' The smile came on again, she went up on her toes to brush her lips lightly across mine, and then she was gone, down a hallway that seemed to lead toward the back of the house.
"I mixed us a pair of drinks, a strong one for me and a somewhat milder one for her, then sat down on one of the few unoccupied couches in the room to await her return. After a few minutes of sitting, trying not to watch what was going on around me, though, I became pretty impatient, and when the records ran out on the stereo I walked over to it, picking out and putting on the turntable some soft and romantic music that had a sexy Latin beat behind it.
"By the time I had the records playing I had finished my drink, so I mixed myself another one and sat down to wait some more. Fifteen endless minutes went by with still no sign of her, but more and more action getting going on the couches, so I decided to go looking for her. I recall one chick who asked to be excused for a minute, then came back half an hour later, madder than hell. She had been waiting for me to take the hint and follow her-to bed. Oh, well!
"A hallway led off the living room, lined with closed doors. I couldn't hear anything, so I walked back along the hallway, finally seeing one door slightly open, with a small amount of light spilling through the crack into the dark hall. I pushed it open a bit to. look in, and when I did, she looked up at me.
" 'Come on in and relax, Tom. I'll be through in a minute.' She was sitting, no, by God, standing, in the biggest bathtub I had ever seen. It was more like an indoor pool. A good fifteen feet long by ten wide, and, judging by the amount of her showing above the surface, between four and five feet deep.
"Her body, what I could see of it through the translucent water, was magnificent, and created a case of instant hard on. Not waiting for an invitation, but I must admit wondering slightly about what sort of party one went to to take a bath, I stripped my clothes off and slid into the tub, filled with warm-but-not-hot water, and reached for her. Her hand went below the surface and began immediately to stroke my hot cock, and I bent my head to lick the glistening drops of water off those lovely tits. We were both hot and ready, and I wondered if she would stay hot all the way to a bedroom, or even if I would be able to find an open bedroom in this strange party house. I need not have bothered wondering. It soon became evident that she wanted it right there, in that big tub of water.
"She pushed me back toward the edge of the tub, and I found that there were steps going down into it. I sat down on the middle one, and she quickly dipped her head underwater to kiss the head of my prick, running her tongue all over it, at the same time starting to tickle my balls with her fingertips.
"She came up for a quick breath of air, then went right down again, this time wrapping her lips around my cock and taking it all the way into her mouth. She was really getting to me, I thought, and then she really did it. She began blowing bubbles, and the tickling sensation they sent running up the length of my cock nearly drove me right out of that tub and up the nearest wall.
"She came up for air again, and when she did, I grabbed her, pulling her tight against me, kissing her long and hard while my hands roamed over her body. I was still sitting on that step, and she sat down on one of my legs, wrapping her legs around mine and pressing her hairy crotch against my knee, sliding back and forth, partially supported by the water, and I could see that the feel of the wiry hairs on my leg, brushing against the lips of her cunt and her clitoris, was really getting to her.
"I slid down onto the bottom step, bringing the water level up to the middle of my chest, and when I did I tried to spread her legs apart, to wrap them around my waist. She shook her head, though, giving me another dose of that smile, and pulled away from me. For a minute I almost panicked, thinking that she had only been teasing. Then she had turned completely around in the water and was coming back against me, pressing her body to mine, orly this time it was her ass, not her cunt, that was pressing against the head of my cock.
"She must have planned the whole thing to happen that way, because there was some kind of lubricant, waterproof, of course, spread around and into her anus. We sat there for a couple of seconds, half floating, with the fine hair between her legs waving around in the water and brushing against the head of my cock, rapidly bringing me to the point where I had to get my cock into her body or I was going to be shooting a load of come right into the water. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto me, sliding my cock right through her relaxed sphincter and deep into her hot rectum. Her hands went under my thighs, fingers locking into my skin, and we just sat there for a minute, savoring the sensation of our hot bodies locked together in the cooling water, then she released the pressure of her hands on my legs and floated upwards, the friction of my cock inside her tight ass-hole the only thing that kept her from floating completely away from me and out into the pool.
"I pulled her down again, and when I released her she floated upwards again. It was an easy way to ball, even in the ass, but soon the pressures and needs that were filling us couldn't accept that slow-motion action. She began to use her legs, and soon she was bouncing up and down on me as my hips began to jerk in time with her motion. Sweat was pouring off both of us as we ass-fucked away, half-in and half-out of the cool water of the tub, and it was only minutes before her moans and shudders told me that she was ready to come. At first I couldn't figure out how she was getting such a turn-on from my cock in her ass; then, sort of over-her-shoulder, I saw that she had her fingers busy in her wide-open cunt and on her clit. I reached around her waist, brushed her hands away, and took up the finger-fucking action myself, sliding them in and out, hooking a fingertip inside to feel all around, pinching at the little love button that was hardening into a marble.
"My own climax was ready, and when I felt her cunt contracting and shuddering around my fingers and her ass-hole pinching tight around my cock I let myself fire, driving up with my hips so hard that I came off the step and we floated out into the tub, with my cock buried deep inside her ass, jerking and straining as I pumped hot come into her.
"Just as I was jerking hard into her ass we went completely under the surface, and the shock of that cool water closing over our sweating upper bodies caused both of us to climax all over again. We came up sputtering and laughing, and as I slowly pulled my cock out of her tight ass-hole I almost cried out from the pleasure and pain as the comparatively cold water hit it.
"We climbed out of the tub, and I pulled her over to where a big bath towel had been spread on the tile floor next to the tub. My cock hadn't softened a bit, and I was ready for more and more of that body of hers, but this time I wanted some of that hot cunt I-had had my fingers buried in.
"She dropped to the towel without complaint, and I knelt over her, bringing my head down between her legs, tongue extended, lapping away at her still quivering cunt lips, tasting her love-juice mixed with the soapy taste of the water from the tub. Her hands, pressing against my body, directed me around until my cock was over her mouth, and when she took the head of it between her lips, reflex action took over, and I shoved it down into her waiting mouth until I could feel my balls bobbing against her nose. Her control over her gag reflex must have been as good as her control of her anus, because I felt the head of my cock slide right past the back of her mouth and into her throat. She put some powerful suction on it, and I began pumping my tongue in and out of her cunt as fast as I could move it, stopping every five or six strokes for a little lick and nibble at her clit. I had my hands under her ass, pulling her cunt up to my face, and without thinking about it a finger strayed to her ass-hole, still smeared with lubricant and wet with my come. I had a feeling I was going to be back inside that hot little hole before long."
From his comments regarding the various girls he has associated with, it is evident that
Tom Fhas a streak of masochism in his psychological makeup, probably caused by repressed guilt feelings.
After talking to him I took my notes, minus any names, to my psychiatrist friend, and after first telling me that it would be impossible for him to make any sort of clinically valid evaluation, he gave me a rundown on the probable causes of Tom's condition, his reaction to his introduction into the anal cult, and a possible prognosis.
In a psychiatric evaluation of an individual, the main concern should be with the actual life performance of the person, rather than with the symptoms he displays or the psychodynamics of each symptom. To this extent Tom can be considered to be a satisfactorily adjusted person, in that he has come to terms with his emotional and psychological problems, especially what might be called his personality disturbances which led him into a life-style where the achievement of a satisfactory sexual experience became all-important.
"Personality" refers to the sum total of the patterns of thoughts, feeling, and behavior that an individual habitually employs in his ongoing adaptation to life. Personality is often used synonymously with character, although the two are not exactly the same.
Normal personality implies a state of maximal fulfillment in terms of a flexible adaptation to adult reality. For most people, however, personality development involves a process of becoming psychologically rigid and of making peace with one's own illogicalities, eccentricities, and follies.
As a result of personality rigidity, there is a certain loss of freedom of thought and action. However, overt symptom formation is prevented thereby. The structural rigidities of a personality often conceal a deep-seated psychopathology. Under stressful conditions sufficient to disrupt these structures, severe symptom formation, including overt psychosis, often erupt.
In Tom's case the developing symptoms indicate to the psychiatrist that Tom will probably fall into a paranoid type of behavior, providing, of course, that the analism in which he has become involved does not create an emotional outlet strong enough to suppress the paranoid reaction.
Paranoia often takes on an erotic formulation, and it is easily seen that the eroticism of the paranoid person is basically a denial of his own desires and a projection of these desires upon another person. This other person is someone whom the subject actually perceives, however incorrectly, as the object of the passion. In other words, the unnatural sexual acts which Tom states he finds in most of the girls with whom he becomes related are actually acts which he desires, but, in repressing those desires, he paranoically attributes the desires entirely to them, believing that they are forcing him to take part in these unnatural acts.
Sigmund Freud early developed the hypothesis that such paranoia arises when homosexual tendencies escape the repression in which they have been held through fear of their exposure. Because of this it has been taken for granted for a long time that any person who develops a paranoid reaction of the type from which Tom suffers is basically a homosexual and that his homosexuality arises from a fear of castration. Nevertheless, modern students of psychiatric theory have found that when the evidence is closely examined, serious difficulties arise concerning these assumptions.
Clinical evidence of the past four decades does not consistently support Freud's theory. Clinical reports have come from persons within the American Psychoanalytic Association, as well as from independent researchers. They simply state the fact that, clinically, one does not find paranoid reactions necessarily related to homosexuality.
A great number of overtly homosexual persons never develop paranoid delusions, and a great many persons are paranoid without being homosexually inclined. It is easy enough to dismiss such clinical material with the challenge that at least latent homosexuality can be demonstrated in persons who develop paranoid reactions. But latent homosexuality is far more widely distributed than are paranoid reactions. There may be some relationship between the two, but, as Dr. S. F. Klaf in his article "Evidence of Paranoid Ideation in Overt Homosexuals," appearing in the Journal of Social Therapy, pointed out:
The relationship between the homosexual and the individual exhibiting paranoid reactions does not appear to be a casual one. Therefore, we must assume that the two aspects of homosexuality and paranoia, while they may be found together in one individual, are not necessarily connected as primary symptoms.
Persons such as Tom F-who develop erotic paranoid reactions are probably persons who in early childhood were unsuccessful in developing basic trust. The importance of such basic trust or basic confidence becomes immediately apparent when it is considered how completely helpless the infant or very young child is unless someone else reliably helps him.
In order to understand how Tom's paranoid reactions could have developed, we must understand that even the most normal person lives on trust. He must take action continuously on the basis of fragmentary information, which only later events can confirm or contradict. A person must assume all the time, without confirmation, that people in general are well disposed toward him, or at the very least that they will to the best of their ability avoid harming him.
The normal, everyday person hears parts of a sentence or sees fragments of behavior around him and assumes that what he misses will not put him in personal jeopardy.
Tom F-, however, when it comes to sexually charged matters, is an entirely different situation. There is in everyone always an undercurrent of magical and superstitious thinking that is not released except in dreams, and even then it is almost always forgotten.
In persons such as Tom, though, we find that the most outstanding characteristic is one of a deep sexual mistrust of women and usually a strong tendency to deny his hostility toward these women. He constantly projects his own hostility onto these women, claiming, even to himself, that their sexual abnormalities are strictly their own, with his paranoia forcing him to claim that he is dragged into these unnatural affairs completely against his will.
In essence, this is as satisfactory a solution to Tom's problems as can be expected without professional help. However, with his entrance into the anal cult he will soon find that his defenses are being broken down, since he can no longer blame his actions entirely upon others, and this is liable to lead to an emotional breakdown which will completely destroy his successful adaptation.
"Finding Tom in that little bar wasn't really quite as much of an accident as he thought. At that time I was making it a regular practice to make the rounds of three or four bars before going to cult meetings, just to see if I could spot any-likely candidates.
"There's something about people who become involved in anal activities such as we have here that I can spot, even if I can't explain what it is. I guess it's sort of like that saying that one queer can spot another, anytime, anyplace. Well, I can spot ass people the same way.
"I guess, subconsciously, I knew that although Tom was ready for analism, he had to be led in slowly, and that our anal activities would have to be sort of shrouded, hidden behind other forms of sexual activity, to give him time to get used to the whole idea of a club made up of ass freaks like me.
"That's why I went through the bit with the bathtub. I don't have any excessive cleanliness hang-ups, or anything like that. I just wanted to present Tom's introduction into analism in a way that was unusual enough for it to completely catch his attention. The bathtub accomplished that, and gave me quite a thrill at the same time. I had never tried that particular type of action before, but I know I'm going to keep it in mind in the future, whenever I become bored with straight ass-fucking.
"I heard him coming along the hallway about ten or fifteen minutes after I left him in the living room, and was ready for him when he pushed open the bathroom door a little bit and peeked in.
"It didn't take much to give him the idea. He took one look at me there in that big tub, really a small pool, stripped off his clothes, and slipped over the edge into the water next to me. His cock was already hard, sticking out in front of him like some kind of robotic probe, searching for a target.
"As soon as he was settled in next to me, I reached down, under the surface of the water, and wrapped my fingers around his cock. It was pretty big, about seven inches long, and hard, hot, and pulsing with desire. Just the kind of cock I needed to make me happy that night, shoved deep in my ass. First, though, for a little side action, just to get him in the right mood.
"He gave me a long look, sort of like he was wondering just what was going on, then bent his head forward and down, running his tongue across one of my breasts, then licking and sucking and biting lightly at the nipple. I must really have been horny that night, because he turned me on right away, and my ass was fairly aching to feel his cock inside of it.
"I gave him a little shove on his hairy chest, pushing him back toward the shallow end of the tub, directing him toward the steps, which we would need for what I had in mind. He almost tripped as he backed into the bottom one, but didn't miss a lick on my nipple, and I gave him a little extra squeeze on his cock as I pressed down on his shoulder, forcing him to sit down on the middle step. Sitting there, he was submerged to about halfway between his navel and nipples, just the right position.
"I savored the hot, sexy feeling his tongue on my nipple was sending through my body for a few more seconds, then pulled back, away from him. I took a deep breath, locking the air in my lungs, and dipped my head under the surface of the water, my eyes stinging slightly from the warmth and wetness. I could see his cock, waving slowly back and forth through a little arc as the currents set up by my motions washed past it.
"With my lips together I kissed lightly at the head of it, at the same time reaching down with my fingers to tickle the slightly hairy sack of his balls hanging loose in the water. I felt him tensing as my fingers worked on him, so I began to push my mouth and lips hard against the head of his cock, using it to spread my lips apart as they slid over it. When the head was pressed tight against my teeth I opened them just enough to let it pass through, keeping hard pressure around it with my lips, at the same time letting it slide into my mouth until my lips were wrapped right around the shaft, just behind the ring at the base of the head.
"I was beginning to run out of air in my lungs, but I had one more thing I wanted to do before coming up for a breath. Despite the burning that was beginning to build in my chest I released the pressure of my lips around his cock and gently ran my tongue over the velvety softness of the head of it, then down around the ring, just using the tip of my tongue. I felt his balls tighten in my hand and his hips moved slightly as his cock slid a little further into my mouth.
"My head was beginning to spin from lack of oxygen, and I had to come up. When my head broke through the surface of the water I quickly gulped air into my lungs, then went right back under again, and right back to that lovely cock of Tom's, impatiently pulsating underwater.
"Once again I slid my lips over the head of it, brushing at the small slit in the end with the tip of my tongue, tasting a slight saltiness, the salty oiliness of his lubricating fluid.
"I let his cock slide right on into my mouth, my lips going past the head and around the shaft, further and further, until I felt the head pressing against the back of my mouth, right at the entrance to my throat. For a brief second I felt an urge to gag as I tried to force the cock even further into my mouth, then it was past the gag mechanism and sliding into my throat, all the way down until my lips were pressed against the hair at the base of his cock.
"I let Tom's cock slide out again, pressing hard against it with my lips and putting a lot of suction on it. When my lips were back against the ring around the head I slid it forward again, into my mouth, but not clear down into my throat. My lungs were getting tense again, and, without my being able to control it, a little air escaped from my lungs, the bubbles rippling through my mouth, around the shaft of his cock.
"His body immediately tightened up and he lunged forward, thrusting his cock deep into my throat. At first I couldn't understand what had caused that reaction, then I realized that those bubbles must have been even better than humming while giving a blow job. If a couple of bubbles caused a reaction like that, I figured that I might as well go whole hog and do it right, so I slowly let all the air trickle out of my lungs and around the shaft of his cock.
"I thought for a minute he was going to go nuts. His fingers entwined themselves in my hair, pressing forward on the back of my head, like he was trying to get his cock all the way down into my lungs. Finally I ran out of bubbles, and I just had to have air. It took a bit of a fight to break his hold on the back of my head, but finally I accomplished it and came to the surface, gasping for breath, dizzy from lack of oxygen.
"When I got some air into my lungs I fully intended to go right back down to that cock of Tom's, but he didn't give me a chance. He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me tight up against him, his lips coming down to mine in a hard, almost violent, kiss. I wasn't ready for it, and as he pressed his lips hard against mine his tongue forced my mouth open, separating my teeth, then plunging into my mouth.
"As my mind mentally switched gears from giving head to kissing, I began to respond, moving my tongue around, feeling his with it, then darting into his mouth when his tongue withdrew from mine. Without breaking the kiss, or interfering any more than necessary with his hands, which were roaming over my body, touching me in every sensitive spot, I let my body drift forward in the water, spreading my legs to let them pass around one of his legs, then sitting down gently on his muscular thigh.
"My weight was partially supported by the water, and I began to slide back and forth on his leg, my cunt pressed lightly against the flesh of his thigh. His upper leg was covered with short, bristly hair, and the feeling that hair gave me, brushing against the lips of my cunt and teasing the hardened button of my clitoris, was almost driving me out of my mind. I knew that I couldn't hold out much longer. I just had to have that cock of his inside of me, deep in my ass.
"Tom slid forward, off the step, then his ass was sitting on the bottom step, the water level almost up to his shoulders, his legs almost straight out along the bottom of the tub. The surface of the water was now lapping right at my nipples, adding to thefire that was burning inside of me. His hands went down to my thighs, trying to spread my legs apart, and I knew that he was ready. He wanted nothing more right then than to get his cock into my cunt before he came in the water.
"I grabbed his cock with my hand again, holding it away from me while I slid off his leg, away from his forward thrusting body. I saw his face begin to cloud up, ready for an explosion, and realized that he thought I was saying no to his advances. In a way, I guess I was, but not in the way he was thinking.
"When I was a couple of feet away from him, and before he could grab me again, I released his cock and turned around in the tub, then backed up until my body was once again pressed against his, only this time backward.
"The stiff, hot shaft of his cock slid smoothly between my legs, the hard length of it pressing against my cunt, the head brushing against my clitoris. It felt wonderful there, really turning me on, but that wasn't where I wanted it to be. I let my body drift forward a little in the water, until I felt the smooth head of his cock sliding along the crack between the cheeks of my ass, then I spread my legs as far as I could, and along with them my cheeks, and again pressed my body back against his, feeling the head of his cock pressing against the place I wanted it to go-my ass-hole.
"Before getting into the tub I had liberally lubricated my anus with K-Y lubricant jelly, both around the outside of the tight pucker and as far in as my finger could reach, and even though K-Y is water soluble the hot water of the tub hadn't dissolved all of it. There was still enough left, I hoped, to put a coat of grease over the head of his cock, so I wiggled my ass around in little circles, all the time keeping the head of his cock pressed against my ass-hole. Then I relaxed my sphincter as much as possible, just as if I was taking a big, healthy shit, and began to press back against him.
"Tom got the idea right away. His hands grabbed my hips strongly and pulled me back toward him, and as he did so that wonderful, big hot cock of his slid right through the relaxed muscle ring of my anus and buried itself full length in my ass. The hot feeling of that big piece of hard meat, spreading the walls of my willing rectum apart and sending fire from his body into mine, was almost more than I could bear.
"I grabbed ahold of the bottom of his muscular thighs, digging my fingernails into his skin, both to keep him from pulling his cock back out of my ass as he started to pump, and to try to get even more of its hot length inside of me.
"To understand why I dug having him all the way in you've got to understand that, unfortunately, I've got a very shallow vagina, and, on the infrequent occasions when I allow some man to stick his cock into my cunt, instead of my ass, I can't take more than three or four inches of it before it hits bottom. This can really be a bummer, for both of us, but I make up for what I lack in my pussy with my ass. I've never found a cock yet that was too long to get all the way inside there, and I've found some pretty big ones.
"Tom and I sat in the tub like that for several long minutes, with me just digging on the feel of his cock in my ass, and I guess Tom was digging on the tightness of my ass-hole around his rod. Then I let go of my grip on his thighs and my body sort of floated up, with only a little push from my feet on the bottom of the tub to get it moving. My anal muscles were by then completely relaxed, accustomed to the feel of that big cock, and the cock exerted only enough friction on the walls of my ass to keep me from floating completely away as it slid slowly out, without any help from either Tom or me.
"I felt the end of it getting near to slipping from my ass, but Tom used his hands on my waist to pull me back down on top of him, sliding all the way into me again. When he slid it in, a little of the rapidly cooling water from the tub went in with it, hitting the hot walls of my rectum and sending shivers of pure sex through my nerves.
"Tom released his hold on my waist, and again I floated up. It was pumping without any work from either of us. I was really getting a feeling out of his cock in my ass, but I wanted more. Since I wasn't using my hands to hold myself down anymore, I brought them around in front of me and began to use them on my cunt, two fingers of one hand sliding into my vagina to start a pumping motion, just like the pumping motion of his cock in my ass, and in the same rhythm, and the other going to my clit to pinch it and roll it and tease it. God, what a feeling that gave me! It was only seconds before I knew that I was ready to come, and I consciously suppressed the feelings, wanting to enjoy the sensations that were washing through my body for a little longer before releasing them in an orgasm.
"I felt Tom's chin resting for a minute on my shoulder, then his hands released my waist and came around in front of me. His forearms were pressing down on my thighs, keeping me from floating away from his stiff cock, and his hands pushed my fingers away from my cunt and clit, taking over the job they had been doing. He slid one finger all the way into my cunt, then bent the end of it just a little and scraped the walls of my pussy with his fingernail. Wow, what a feeling! Another finger was busy at my clit, and he wasn't being gentle with it. I didn't mind a bit, though. It felt too good.
"Suddenly I just couldn't hold out any longer. I used my legs, straining against the arm that was pinning my ass to his cock, to lift up, then his arm pressure drove me down again. In that manner I started a frantic pumping up and down on his cock, and he matched my speed with the speed of his fingers in my cunt.
"It took only seconds for me to reach my first climax, and as the hot, shuddering fire flashed through my body I felt his cock begin to jerk away inside my ass, shooting a boiling hot jet of come at my rectal walls.
"Neither of us had any kind of complete control over our bodies right then. We were too busy getting our rocks off, as the men say. Because of that we couldn't hold our bodies there on the steps, and we floated out into the tub.
"My toes were still touching bottom, holding us partially out of the water, but then Tom pushed three fingers into my cunt, and at the same time slammed his cock into me deep and hard, and I sort of stumbled, if you can stumble underwater. Anyway, my feet lost contact with the bottom of the tub, and we both went under.
"The shock of the water closing around the dry upper part of my body was enough to cause me to come all over again, and I guess it must have had the same effect on Tom, because I could feel his cock jerking with renewed vigor inside my ass, and even more of his hot juice washing away at my rectum. The involuntary half-gasp I took when I had that second orgasm filled my mouth with water, some of which leaked down my throat and into my lungs. When we came up I was gasping for air, coughing, and laughing, at the same time. For a minute I was afraid I was going to choke. I could hear Tom laughing away behind me, and I knew that he had enjoyed the sensation as much as I had.
"We just sort of floated there for several minutes. I know I did because I was too damn exhausted from that orgasm to even think of moving. Then, moving slowly and gently, Tom slid his cock out of my ass, and I heard a soft sigh from him when the head of it popped free.
"We climbed out of the tub together, and I was figuring on taking Tom out into the living room and giving him the word about our anal cult. Tom had other ideas, though, and I didn't have much choice but to go along with them.
Actually, I've got to admit that I didn't do too much fighting. I wasn't in that big a hurry to get out into the living room. After all, once we got there I'd probably have had to share him with some of the other women, and there was the matter of the initiation, which would have taken up valuable time which we could have spent doing some more of that wonderful ass fucking.
"Tom pulled me over to where a king-size bath towel had been spread on the floor, probably because someone had been using the bathroom for sunbathing. There was a sunlamp mounted in one of the ceiling light fixtures, so that we could all keep even tans, even in the winter.
"I had an idea that Tom, still unaware that he was in a place that specialized in ass fucking, wanted to get his cock into my cunt. I figured I'd be able to sidetrack him, though, until I could explain the facts to him.
"He pushed me down on the towel, spread my legs apart with his hands once I was lying flat, then knelt between them. His cock was still hard and straight, and I was beginning to wonder if I was going to be able to keep him from sticking it in my cunt after all. Then he sort of bent at the waist, bringing his head down toward my cunt, and I knew that I didn't have to worry, for a while, at least.
"Tom's tongue was sticking out of his mouth and pointed at my cunt even before he got his head down between my legs. My cunt lips were still doing a little shaking and twitching from the orgasm in the tub, and the touch of his tongue on them, sliding gently back and forth, barely inside the slit, started heating my body up all over again, getting it ready for another orgasm. What a night this was going to be!
"He kept running his tongue back and forth, back and forth, sliding in no more than half an inch, until I thought I was going to go nuts waiting for him to do something else, something more. I finally got my wish. I no longer had to wait.
"With a smoothness that no cock could ever hope to match, he slid his teasing tongue deep into my cunt, teasing no more, flipping the tip of it around, tasting and tickling my cunt walls until I thought I would scream. Then he slid it out again and rubbed it gently back and forth over the supersensitive bud of my clitoris.
"I had never before felt a tongue so educated, so loving and tender, so exciting. In minutes he had me completely wound up again, and I just had to do something to bring him to the same high pitch of excitement before I came. I wanted him to come in my ass, and I wanted him to come soon. The sooner the better. I didn't know how much longer I could hold out.
"By pushing and pulling urgently on his shoulders and arms, wherever I could reach, I got him to start turning around, turning without for a second taking his busy tongue away from my cunt, until eventually he got to the place where I could get my hands around his waist. After that it was easy getting him just where I wanted him, especially since I had his complete cooperation once he realized what I was trying to do.
"I pulled him around until he had to lift one leg, then pulled his body up and over me, his calves under my upper arms. His cock was right over my face, pointed straight down at me, still as hard as it hadbeen in the tub, if not harder.
"I lifted my head up and kissed the head of his cock, then wrapped my lips around it, sucking hard. Tom didn't waste a minute in following my lead. He drove his cock down, just as though he was driving it into a waiting cunt, deep into my mouth and on into my throat. For a second I thought I was going to throw up as it plunged all the way into me, but then I got control of my body and began to put some hard suction on him. He began pumping it in and out, and each time it would drive into my throat I would hum a little, causing that little hanging piece of flesh at the back of the mouth to vibrate against the shaft of his cock. I know that he was really digging it by the way his tongue was acting down there in my cunt.
"His tongue was driving in and out of me with almost frantic speed, every so often darting out for a lick at my clit, then back in again. He was almost like a kid with an ice-cream cone who's afraid someone is going to take it away from him if he doesn't finish it in a hurry. I wasn't in any big hurry to take my cunt away from that thrilling tongue, though.
"To get a better shot at me, Tom's hands slid under my ass, lifting me up, and when they did his fingers slid into the crack of my ass, one of them coming to rest right on my ass-hole. I felt an almost electric thrill rush through my body as his finger probed at it, then slid up inside, giving my rectum the same treatment with his finger that my cunt was getting from his tongue. It was really fantastic, and I knew that it was having a good effect on him, because his cock was really driving into my mouth, burying itself so deep in my throat with each stroke that his balls were slapping against my Adam's apple.
"Then Tom proved to me that my first impression of him had been totally correct. He was an anal person. His tongue slid out of my cunt, went down along the crack between my legs, and shot into my ass-hole while his fingers held the cheeks of my ass spread apart! It was so good I thought I was going to come right then!
"It was only minutes before he had a new rhythm going, one that was driving me wild! His tongue would shoot deep into my ass, withdraw, then go into my cunt for a lick. Then it was back to my ass, while, during all of this, his fingers were busy working away at my clit. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, even from the best of anal lovers, and I knew that never again would I be satisfied with a simple ass-fucking, the kind I was used to, anyway.
"As good as that tongue-fucking was, though, I wanted him in my ass, filling me with that cock of his. I had to have it in me, and soon. I was right on the verge of coming, and I could tell by the way he was pumping away at my mouth that he was just as close. That wasn't the way I wanted it. I have nothing against a man coming in my mouth, sometimes I really dig it, but that night I wanted all of his come, his hot, beautiful come, shooting into my ass, filling it with his heat and his maleness.
"Tom seemed to sense what I wanted, because after giving me one last deep lick in the ass-hole, and one last pinch on my clit, he lifted his head, pulled his cock out of my mouth, and used his hands quickly to roll me over onto my stomach. He wasn't gentle about it, either. He was in as much of a hurry to get his cock into my ass as I was to have him put it there.
"After flopping me over he again knelt between my spread legs. His hands went to my hips, grasping and lifting them, and, welcoming what was to come, I bent at the knees and waist, lifting my ass to him.
"I felt the head of his cock probing at the crack of my ass, and since his hands were busy holding my waist, keeping my ass in the air, I reached back with one hand to direct him. There was still enough lubrication, both K-Y and come, on my anus from our fucking in the tub to make his entrance easy, and it was with a shudder of pleasure that I felt his hot meat slide through my anus, plunging in one strong stroke all the way into my ass.
"Tom slowly began to slide his cock in and out, really giving me the long-dick treatment. With each forward stroke I would press my ass back against him, back until I could feel the hair around the base of his cock, back until I could feel the sack of his balls swinging forward to hit against the crack between my legs. It felt so good that I couldn't help moaning and crying, begging him to give me more and more of his wonderful cock, faster and faster.
"Tom must have known that I was getting close to a climax, because, with his cock all the way inside my ass, he stopped his pumping and bent forward, pressing his hairy chest against my back, and began to kiss the nape of my neck. I turned my head a little to the side, and when I did, his teeth found my ear, nibbled at it, taking little bites that sent sharp messages of pain to mingle with the pleasure signals that were radiating along the nerves from my ass.
"There was nothing I could do except kneel there, holding the weight of my body on my arms, while his tongue darted into my ear, searching around, depositing a layer of saliva. A layer that turned icy cold when, seconds later, he blew gently into my ear.
"Tom's hands slid down from my waist, supporting my weight with his forearms, and two searching fingers slid into my hot, wet cunt.
With his other hand he found the tender little button of my clitoris, pinching and tickling it until I thought I was going to scream. It was more than I could bear, and I ground my ass back against him, moving it back and forth, up and down, begging him to get that big cock of his working again before I went insane.
"Slowly he began to slide it in and out, drawing it out until only the head was inside my ass, then sliding forward again until he was buried full length in me. The fires were burning so strongly inside of me that I knew I couldn't hold out any longer, and I began to beg him to shoot his load into me.
"Suddenly, without any warning, his arms released me, and immediately afterward pushed down on my back, flattening me on the floor. Tom pressed his body on top of mine and began to slam his cock in and out of me with hard, fast strokes.
"It was time, and when I felt his cock jumping around inside of me and a hot gush of seminal fluid covering the walls of my rectum my own release came, a fire-filled orgasm that had me bouncing up and down on the floor like I was in the middle of an epileptic seizure. Hot and cold flashes of fire poured through my mind and body, and I reached around behind me, hooking my fingers into Tom's buttocks, trying to pull him even deeper into me.
"He had stopped pumping, and was just lying there, his cock in my ass to the hilt, pouring come into me, and I knew that his climax had been as good as mine. He was hardly breathing as he emptied his load into my ass; then, with the last drop, his breath was released in a great sob and he began gasping almost like a man having a heart attack. My own lungs were burning and laboring, trying to get enough air, and I felt like I had just run a mile. I'm in good physical condition, but that fucking that Tom gave me completely exhausted me.
"When he was finished, Tom pulled his cock out of my ass and rolled off me. When he did, I rolled over onto my back, lying next to him on the blanket. He reached over to his shirt, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, and lit one for each of us.
"As we lay there quietly smoking, I knew, beyond doubt, that Tom was an anal person, loving ass-fucking as much as I did, and that the cult was suddenly going to become an even more satisfying place."
In the process of being introduced to the anal cult Tom F-has managed to come to terms with his environment, in that he has finally found a place where he believes himself to be wanted. Without taking sides on the moral issue of anal ism, I have to look at this as a satisfactory solution to his problem, since it will allow a social, as well as sexual, adaptation to society, and, in the end, probably convert Tom into a useful citizen of the community. There is little doubt that he will continue to ride his motorcycle, and will retain at least the facade of an "outlaw" motorcyclist, but it will now be just that, a facade, an act. Not an actual lifestyle.
In my next interview I examine the case of a woman who exchanged an extremely profitable and, for her, enjoyable, career as a prostitute for the life of the anal cult, as both a member and an employee.