Opening My BackdoorAnal sex is just different. It has an added degree of intimacy and submission that the other accesses to my body do not offer. As a young girl my uncle told me that when a girl wants to be romantic, make love, be one with her partner, male or female she wants her ***** filled, when she wants to be sexy, a little naughty she will suck his **** dry, but when she wants to be a *****, ****, dirty girl, submissive slave that is owned …she will offer up her ******* for his use or for her *******…At the time I just went along with what he said…but after a many many sexual experiences I have to agree….besides feeling fantastic anal sex makes me feel like a slave, a ****, his property, nothing makes me feel like that like getting ****** in my ***, and the feeling …that no matter who owns the **** buried in my ***….at that moment in time….he also owns me. Men have almost as many names for my ******* as they do my *****…rosebud, chocolate hole, rosette, pucker, buttonhole, Hershey park, dirt road, backdoor, *******, fudge row, nether hole, rear opening…and a few more I cant think of now, but all of them add to the thrill of anal sex.
My first experience with anal sex I was 13 and in a huge hurry to learn all about sex. Having heard men command my mother to beg them to **** her *** at night and experimented with my finger, several vegetables and different types of smoked sausages, I had found my ******* to be very sensitive and provide me a great deal of pleasure. In about 5 weeks my relationship with my uncle had escalated from a sensual spanking to him fingering me and me blowing him almost daily to wondrous hours spent 69ing on the makeshift haystack bed he made in the loft of the barn. He had recently begun paying more and more attention to my sensitive rear opening and I was more than just a little bit happy about it. I hurried to meet him this day ….shortly after my mother, and my aunt left for work. It was one of those days when we were going to be completely alone, since school was out and he didn’t have much work to do on the farm. We were going to have all day to play. I had missed meeting him the last two days since he had people helping him but today he was all mine. As soon as I got to the hayloft I was on my knees….dressed in my short cutoffs and a tee shirt…I opened his pants and quickly wrapped my hand and my mouth around my favorite toy. I had become quite adept at pleasing him with my mouth and was very anxious to feel him get hard between my lips. He came rather quickly and filled my mouth and belly with another of his warm hot loads. He then after rolling me onto our “bed” began to undress me and himself….I was squirming all over the place when he kissed the wet crotch of my panties….and then removed them…turning me any way he wanted and eventually putting me on my tummy….his hands and lips caressing my thighs….spreading my legs…when he slid his thumbs between the cheeks of my now naked ***….sliding his thumbs from my ******* outward…again and again..opening me up….as his tongue began to lap at my *****…and then my *******….he kept saying what a sweet little hole I had….as I started to push back…remembering all the times I had heard my mother moan ….after begging her boyfriends to **** her ***. My ******* was vibrating around his penetrating tongue….when he inserted a finger…I came …hard…..twisting and screwing my bottom onto his finger. My uncle kept telling me he wanted my *** and up to this point I had only taken his **** in my hand and my mouth….so despite the timeswith my fingers, the vegetables and the sausages I was technically still a virgin. My uncle had resisted my pleading with him for him to take my virginity….but he surprised me today after I had *** telling me he couldn’t hold back anymore my ******* was just too inviting. He told me not to move as he finished undressing and then I felt something cold and wet on my *******….he was lubricating my hiney hole….inserting one, then two fingers…sliding them in and out….he pushed my head down telling me to try and relax….I heard myself moan with pleasure as I felt the head of his rock hard **** press against the delicate opening ….”Easy Teri…don’t move…I’m going to go real slow….tell me if it hurts or if you want me to stop.” I didn’t care how much it hurt…there was no way I was going to ask him to stop…When I felt the head “pop” inside I gasped….I wasn’t sure if it was because it hurt or because it felt good…but I held still as he slowly penetrated my tiny tight *******…It was a good thing he had recently filled my mouth with his first hot load because he kept telling me how good and tight my *** felt around his ****. I held completely still at first…then I arched my back a little, spread my legs a bit more and slowly felt my ******* open up. He pushed further…moving deeper…ever so slowly up my ***. When he was all the way in…and I felt his stomach b rush against my cheeks he stopped moving…telling me to just wait…wait until my ******* adjusted fully to his ****….it didn’t take long…I was way too excited to wait…he told me to squeeze my asscheeks…I did…and it started to feel sensual…I felt like I was full of **** from my ******* to my mouth…in my minds eye I could see his **** buried deep in my bottom and then he started to stroke me….in and out…in and out…..deliciously slow….the carrots and the sausage never felt like this….I started to move with him…soon we had a nice wanton rhythm …he grabbed my hips tight….pushing deeper as I pushed back…screwing my *** onto him…He started to moan how good it felt …thrusting harder…******* me as I ****** back….his hands on my hips pulling me back onto him…impaling his **** deep into my bowels….I was visualizing and bucking….his hands slid under me…rubbing my ****…I screamed and thrust my *** back…exploding in a very intense ******….he slowed down to let me regain my breath and soon began riding my *** hard….I was feeling a bit sore….but wanted to feel him ***…I was amazed at how good his **** felt and surrendered to those feelings …my saliva wasdrooling from my lips as my face pressed into the hay bale covered by a blanket…I could see myself ….my spread well ****** *** high in the air…my naked body bouncing under him as his **** reamed me out. I heard him scream as his **** exploded….I felt the heat of his *** each spurt coating the insides of my sensitive anal canal….his spurting **** filling my ******* with my first ***** enema….as his climax ebbed he again started rubbing my ****….his semi hard **** was still up my *** and I came for a third time with his **** filling my ***. We collapsed on the hay….my backdoor was finally open…and I was soooooooooooooooo glad.