I’ll be straight from the start, I enjoy anal sex. I don’t prefer it to vaginal sex, but it is certainly a nice change of pace now and then. That said, I only have only had it with people I trust because not everyone knows how to do it right. I think the main reason other women are so scared of it and say they don’t like it, is they haven’t had the right teacher and don’t know how to communicate when it is causing them pain. Also, some men just don’t deserve it, because they want it to please themselves and don’t think of us, the receivers.

I became sexually active at a young age. My first real boyfriend was five years older then me and had been around some. We were together for nine months and during the time he introduced me to quite a bit. One of his biggest kicks was tying me up and I think it is because of him that I have such a submissive streak in me. I have been working since we split up all of those years ago to break that and be a little more balanced, but I easily fall into that role.

One weekend my parents were away. We typically would have sex at his apartment, because it was just easy - plus, my parents were uncomfortable with me dating a man so much older then me while in high school so he tended not to come around often. For the record, I think we were in love regardless of my parents insisting he was taking advantage of a naive teenager. I’m 21 now and think I am mature enough to look back on my life and recognize that I did care about him.

As I was saying, my parent’s were away and the chance to have a weekend of sex at my house was especially enticing. I have this weird bug that drives me to have sex in every room of a place I live in on every surface. I think it may be a territorial thing and “John” was happy to encourage it. This meant sex in my parent’s bed. I know, some of the readers my feel weird about that, but you need to understand my parents have a four post canopy bed and “John” had a think for ropes and straps, so it made more sense then my or my sister’s postless beds (yes, I did have sex in my sister’s bed - once - I also had sex on her floor - as I said - every surface. It’s a fetish I can’t kick; please don’t hold it against me. And before you ask, no, I am pretty sure she doesn’t know).

“John” never rushed into anything. He was a strong believer in lots of foreplay before sex. He enjoyed teasing me and only giving me half of what I wanted. He had me face down in the pillows, my arms tied up in front of me. My butt thrusting into the air. Two straps wrapped around my thighs making it so I had to stay on my knees and I couldn’t turn over. Two other straps wrapped around my legs and attached me to the post so I couldn’t move forward. I was pretty much stuck.

By this point we had been through a long session of foreplay resulting in me being strapped down. I was very turned on and couldn’t wait for him to slide his cock into my pussy. He commented on how wet I was and how hard my nipples were. He threatened to leave me there all weekend so when my parents came home the next day they would find me. He spanked me a little bit, not something I am always into, but occasionally the stinging feeling accentuates the pulsing between my thighs.

Then he said, “Today we are going to try something else.”

He pulled out his duffle bag full of toys, condoms, rope, scarves and other fun things and pulled out a tube of lube.

He crawled up next to me, petted me on the head and told me he loved me, and then said, “If you are willing, I’m going to fuck you in the ass.”

I was a little nervous; I had heard awful stories about pain and how uncomfortable it was. But I trust “John” so I sucked it up looked at all of the straps and said, “I don’t think I have much of a choice.”

He laughed, kissed me and then said, “No, I guess not. Just let me know if you want me to stop, if it is too much.” Then putting on his false dominant persona said, “Not that you really have the option.”

Moving behind me I felt his tongue on my pussy. He pushed his finger inside of me and using my lubricant slid it up to my rosebud. As he sucked on my click and circled it with his tongue, he slowly pushed his finger in. I clenched tightly on it. I know I gasped. It didn’t hurt. He didn’t move it, just kept his finger there while he licked my pussy. I felt my self relaxing around his finger. Then he slid the finger out and I heard the tube of lube make a squishing noise. The lube was cold as he rubbed it around my puckered butthole. He pushed his finger back into me again, using his other hand to squirt more lubricant on me. He slid it in and out and I found myself enjoying the violation. I heard him stroking himself behind me, probably lubing up his cock. I felt myself relaxing more as he pushed in a second finger. This caused me to ache a little as my ass tried to reject. But I went with the flow, knowing it was what he wanted.

When I started to push back on his fingers he continued to fuck me with them for a little while, then, when he must have felt I was opened up enough he slid them out. I felt the head of his cock on my asshole.

“Be gentle,” I moaned. Then he pushed his head in me and stopped. It made me ache and I know I was tight around him. I regulated my breathing and then he pushed in a little farther. I let out a little “ow” as I felt some pain.

“Are you doing o-kay?” He asked me, I in turn bit my lip and slowly pushed myself backwards, signaling that I wanted more in me. I found myself unable to speak.

He responded by slowly pushing in until I felt his stomach and thighs against my ass. He paused some more, letting me adjust and then started to rock into me. I didn’t move anymore. I just let him build up movement while I became accustomed to his cock in my ass.

He squirted more lube to make sure it was nice and slippery and I felt a new sensation growing around my sphincter, radiating out to my ass cheeks and into my belly. I found myself pushing against him as my hole became looser - more relaxed.

I loved it and I so wanted to rub my clit, but my hands were tied. I couldn’t give my pussy any relief and it frustrated me and made me push against him harder.

His hands were grabbing my hips and I loved the sensation of his body slapping against mine. Then it happened. I felt him tighten up and then let out a grunt, and then inside of me I felt his cock pulsing as my insides filled up with his cum. We never had unprotected vaginal sex because I was too young to risk ruining my life by getting pregnant, but the feeling of him unloading his love juice inside me was overwhelming. Still inside me, I felt him start to unstrap me, when I was loose he flipped me over and placed his face between my legs. It felt so great to be so horny and have him sucking my clit.

I then felt his cum oozing out of me and then he slid his finger in my ass. Now he had two fingers in my ass, using his cum as lubricant. I felt dirty and slutty, but it turned me on so much.

“John” knew his way around a girl’s vagina very well and knew how to hit all of my buttons with his tongue. Soon I was orgasming, my slick asshole squeezing his fingers, my pussy on fire and fireworks going off deep inside me.

I consider myself lucky. “John” was the perfect man to have anal sex with for the first time, because he was respectful (even if I was tied up) and listened to me. We had it again many times.

For the record, I do not recommend having anal sex on a bed that is not your own. There are certain after affects if you are going to do so unprotected and allow your man to unload inside of you. We were able to get the comforter clean before they came home but…yeah…the shower is a good place to start. But always remember, safe sex is best.

This story was written for those that have visited my erotica blog and after reading Molly’s anal experiences inquired about my own.