A Hungry Ass...

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I go sometimes weeks, a month even. My life goes on without so much as a twinge. Then, suddenly it wakes up.... A hunger. A desire, a need. That itch that won't go away till it's properly scratched. My ass. My P-spot.
Once it's awake and horny, there's only one thing that will satisfy it. A nice long hard fucking. Slow at first but definitely pushing towards a stronger more insistent, deep fuck.
Tonight, my ass is hungry......
Anyone else, male or female, find themselves in this delightful state?
 
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I go sometimes weeks, a month even. My life goes on without so much as a twinge. Then, suddenly it wakes up.... A hunger. A desire, a need. That itch that won't go away till it's properly scratched. My ass. My P-spot.
Once it's awake and horny, there's only one thing that will satisfy it. A nice long hard fucking. Slow at first but definitely pushing towards a stronger more insistent, deep fuck.
Tonight, my ass is hungry......
Anyone else, male or female, find themselves in this delightful state?
Dollie---------- Your words are rather confusing. First it would be nice to know if you are male or female. Next are we talking anal sex or do you have a pussy.

As for me I can hardly go a day with out good straight sex in my hot pussy. See how easy that was?
 
Confusing? How so?
I wouldn't think it matters what sex I am. To answer that question though, I'm a healthy happy guy that loves anal and Pussy!
 
I think that Livinfrantically is feeling a little catty tonight but I hope that doesn't keep others from responding. If there's anything further that needs clarification by anyone else, please feel free to comment!
 
Human sexuality is so varied. I never really enjoyed something inside me. Perhaps it is 100% my nature, or perhaps some of it is connected with having a lot of intestinal problems when I was young.

That being said, I'm strongly attracted to butch, muscular, hairy men who don't mind a guy that loves to be inside them. Note that penises were always the last thing I have ever paid attention to. When I see one, I'm more likely to think if it is large I wish that mine were that large -- rather than wishing I could play with it... Luckily, I found my mate even if I'm kind of out of commission now -- due to medical reasons. So I'm not on the prowl at all...

From a young age, I remember dreaming about adult men on all fours. I had no idea about sex at that age, had no idea that m2m sex was possible -- let alone anal sex. I wanted so bad to touch men's asses, but figured they would beat the crap out of a kid who touched them there. What is funny is that when I finally got my hands on a sex book, I misunderstood it. From the description of female orgasms, I had this idea that a vagina was kind of like a milking machine that would quake and shake and get the guy off. So I couldn't imagine anal sex since I didn't think of asses as spasming. (I lived in a rather rural area, so I had not seen any porn films where you would realize about thrusting. I thought thrusting was only something that animals did to each other.)

My 2 biggest fantasy have always been:

a) if I could be hard and really well hung for one night and be inside and fall asleep that way. (I got that fantasy from a guy who told me he once got fucked by a drunk who passed out and stayed "connected". However, I'm just average so I always slipped out after I got off.. Of course when I was younger I could go for seconds or thirds without a break. (Man how I miss my younger days.) at least with multiple fucks, it makes the act seem longer.

b) What goes in my mind when I am attracted to a guy is that I wish I could actually get him pregnant. I don't envisioning him becoming effeminate, having a sex-change or even growing breasts. I just want him to give birth to a child that has genes from both of us. Of course, if breeding a man was possible, men probably would be like women and rather hesitant to put out. Still, it gets me hard dreaming about truly spreading my genes with another guy.

Unlike what you said about a hard fucking, I tend to like the fuck to last a long time -- slow speed and long time so that it lasts. When I would penetrate my partner, he preferred it to eventually be fast and furious. Why? I don't know, but I would try to accommodate him. Still, I've always preferred the slow long squeeze of a guy's walls. Plus being attracted to my kind of guy, fucking allows you to really be close skin to skin contact for a lot of both of your bodies.

Note too that the kind of men that turn me on are not slutty men who would do anything with anybody, but someone who was horny, but didn't do it with me because I happened to be there. I also loved being inside men who one would never think would take a cock. I would do anything to get them relaxed -- a long back/body rub, plenty of foreplay. The actual fucking was kind of like the tail end of a sexual dance of exploration.

For me fucking a guy was never an occasional itch, but a life long persistent hunger. I was not a jerk though. Many guys simply cannot take it too often, so I cared enough that sometimes if I felt like I was pushing a man's limit, I would simply jack off in the middle of the night and give him a break.
Somethings that would get me through those cravings would be to sleep in a spooning position with my cock resting near a man's hole. The warmest part of a man's body always seems to be his crack near his hole. Perhaps because of the fact that there is a hole to let the internal heat out. Another thing that would tied me over would be to smell my cum at a man's hole. It isn't a physical release, but a sense that you have marked your territory. Another thing that helped is if I had to stop because I'm wearing the guy out, if he would just let me put one finger inside (or a thumb), I could then j/o and sense I was fucking him because I have so many never endings on my fingers.

As far as I'm concerned, a guy who allows a cock up his as is like an angel of mercy for those of us who need a release and that kind of close bonding with another guy. As far as the sensations, being inside a guy's ass is the closest thing to heaven on earth.
 
Thank you for that reply! It certainly is a hunger that I can relate to.
 
Just curious. Do guys that like to fuck other guys also like to be fucked. Also do you usually suck off the guy you just fucked?
 
Just curious. Do guys that like to fuck other guys also like to be fucked. Also do you usually suck off the guy you just fucked?

Yes, yes, and yes.

Prostate excitement is amazing! All men should try it.
 
Just curious. Do guys that like to fuck other guys also like to be fucked. Also do you usually suck off the guy you just fucked?

As I said in my first statement, human sexuality is so varied...

Someone that likes to get fucked and to fuck is referred to as versatile.
Someone that only likes to get fucked is referred to as a bottom.
Someone that only likes to fuck is referred to as a top.

Within the versatile category, you'll sometimes get a guy who describes himself as some percentage of versatility such as 80% top and 20% bottom. That would be an example of someone who is primary a top but bottoms sometimes.

For myself I'm just a top. Sometimes referred to as a total top. Also keep in mind that there are some that never liked a position even thought they tried it. In my case when I was young and naive some old guys tricked me into the mindset that the top position was reserved for only really hung guys. So being just average, I thought it was not an option for me. So I bottomed not because I liked it, but because I thought to be with these guys I had to be such. I never liked it, and it confused me terribly as I couldn't understand why I was attracted to men, but really didn't care at all for penises. Since I had a religious background, I thought perhaps it was part of the homosexual "sin" to find the sex miserable. It wasn't that it was excruciatingly painful, but more a long the line of so weird, unnatural and uncomfortable.

One day a guy was willing to let me fuck him. Then my attitude changed. For the first time, m2m sex was out of this world. I didn't know whether I was being born, dying, pissing, cumming, or experiencing the 4th of July fireworks & Christmas all within the orgasmic moments or what...

After that, I still bottomed occasionally thinking that it was somehow selfish to be a total top since that is how some gays would describe it. It wasn't very often, and it was when I cared for someone. However, I still disliked it, but would grin and bare it hoping that it would be over as soon as possible. Then with the AIDS scare, I thought to myself, I am I doing something that I never even liked in the least bit just to prove a point that I wasn't selfish. I asked myself if I am being fair to the other guy if I'm doing something not because I enjoy doing it with this guy (or any guy), but because I feel obligated to do it to prove to myself that I'm not being selfish? So I gave it up, and have never missed it one bit. The last time I bottomed was 1985, and had I used my brain sooner, I would have given it up sooner. I never got anything enjoyable out of it.

Sure that meant I might had a smaller pool of guys I could get it on with, but at least I was being honest with myself. Imagine a str8 woman that for whatever reason likes to peg guys. Should a str8 guy who tried it and didn't like it at all, put up with it or be honest and date a woman he is more compatible with? Except for those few who might get pleasure out of doing sex that the other person doesn't like, I would think most people (man/woman or gay/str8/bi) would rather do the kind of sex that both of them crave as opposed to just faking it to be kind.

As for oral, I never got much out of being blown. It was pleasant, but I cannot recall a time it was ever orgasmic for me. I can suck on a penis, but it isn't something I crave at all either. I'd rather rim a guy (clean only!) than suck him.

Now that might sound like I'm really selfish, but as I have learned over the decades, is if you get to where you focus on doing well at what you like to do, there will be someone who appreciates that talent. My goal was never just to dump a load in a guy's ass, but to have the guy WANT me to have my way with his ass -- not because he craves anything or anybody there but because it is me.

If that meant I had to carry him into the bedroom, give him a half-hour or (longer), rim him for a long time, finger him for a long time, use a vibrator/dildo, or whatever, that is what I did. It was more important that he loved what I was doing, and perhaps wanted me to go all the way that time and another time, etc. than to have a one night stand where I got my rocks off how I needed to in order to be satisfied.

Also keep in mind that sometimes if you are really attentive to the man on bottom, he can cum just from getting fucked. It depends on the guy of course too. Just as ever top is different, so is every bottom. The hardest thing to understand about my guy is that when I have fucked him, he prefers I leave his cock alone. There are plenty of of guys who prefer you play with their cock as you are fucking them. My guy tells me that it is too much -- over stimulation... The other unusual thing about my guy is that though I have been with him for almost 15 years, he rarely wants to get off once I get off. I don't know why he is that way, but in his mindset, he must get some level of satisfaction that his body got me off. I don't roll over and go to sleep. I'll stay up with him, but he seems to just want to cuddle afterwards and go to sleep. I used to think that I must be failing him, but he wouldn't have hung around this long and been so faithful to me if he wasn't satisfied. So I take him at his word that he is satisfied. Another thing is that he prefers a hard pounding, I prefer to fuck slower. I would always accommodate his preferences near the end. Note, we don't get it on much anymore. The desire is there, I just have medical issues that cause ED for which the blue pill is not the solution.

Again, that is my story. Everybody's story is different. All I can say is that men run the whole spectrum. Regardless of gay/bi/str8, some love something up their ass, some don't mind it, and some don't like it (such as myself). Some of it must be in the sensation they have in their rectum and prostate, and some of it must be what goes on in their head. The mind helps determine whether you like something or not. To make an analogy, a man and a woman may be equally skilled in giving a blow job, some guys won't care which one does it, some would insist it is the girl, and some insist it is the man. The sensation might be the same, but depending on who turns them on may give the extra edge even when the skill is the same.
 
In my case I've never actually been with another man. All the play that I've had has been solo or with my beautiful girl. I fit in the other post "Straight guys that fantasize about cock" though! I've never been attracted to a guy but sometimes the sight of a cock, whether in porn or in my swinging life, erupting cum turns me on to no end!
As mentioned before prostate play and the orgasms that result are just amazing! She can get me to cum multiple times without ejaculating and then finish me off with a blow job. It truly is a mind bending experience!
 
This is a review of an Aneros product (they are considered the leader in the field, and have various prostate massage toys), from a user on Amazon:

I only wish I had known about prostate massage years ago! Not only is it better for your prostate health - it is extremely pleasurable too!! It seems hard to believe, but the prostate stimulation from this device is amazing and has had me shaking uncontrollably on my bed! My erections are very strong with it in but it has also helped produce better erections since I started using it. I can't recommend highly enough. One thing guys have to get out of their head is the stigma of inserting something in your anus. I'm a married man with two children and this really has nothing to do with receptive anal sex. It is about massaging an organ that is essential to our sexual health in a clean safe (and very fun) manner.
 
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Dollie---------- Your words are rather confusing. First it would be nice to know if you are male or female. Next are we talking anal sex or do you have a pussy.

As for me I can hardly go a day with out good straight sex in my hot pussy. See how easy that was?

You probably got the picture if you checked back in, but for the record the p-spot is the male g-spot...the prostate...feels awesome when massaged, though it is up the butt. Would have thought you knew that in your long sex life
 
1) totally get what the original poster was referring to..sometimes nothing but a good ass fucking will do!

2) love when straight men can allow themselves to explore this and admit how good it can feel without being insecure about their sexuality.
 
1) totally get what the original poster was referring to..sometimes nothing but a good ass fucking will do!

2) love when straight men can allow themselves to explore this and admit how good it can feel without being insecure about their sexuality.

My ex wife used to fuck me with a strapon. I loved it. She also enjoyed being fucked in the ass.
 
Dollie---------- Your words are rather confusing. First it would be nice to know if you are male or female. Next are we talking anal sex or do you have a pussy.

As for me I can hardly go a day with out good straight sex in my hot pussy. See how easy that was?

what?

see the title? of course it's anal sex!

:rolleyes:
 
The sheer wrongness of probing at Avril’s rectum was enough to make me a fan. I loved to hear her giggle and groan, with little choked sobs of delight issuing forth, my tongue going deeper.

“God, you’re such an eager-beaver, Alan. How do you like licking that ass? Is it good, sweetie? Is it nasty enough?”

Mad with desire, I traced a line over Avril’s back, my tongue following the line of her spine up to the nape of her neck. She gurgled in pleasure and craned round to offer her mouth. She knew what I wanted, the American woman intuited my desire and gave me her tongue as we kissed.

“I want you to fuck me back there,” Avril mumbled, the words thick with her urges. “You wanna pin my tight little ass with your dick?”

“Avril … yes,” I said with a moan.

I cranked at my cock as she kissed me again.

“Use my pussy-cum as lube,” Avril instructed. “Put a finger inside me and then smear it all over the rosebud. Get it all slick for your cock.”

I did as she asked, using two fingers inside Avril’s front before spreading her goo over her rectum.

“That juicy pre-cum, too,” Avril said while nodding towards my erection. “You’ll slide right in.”

When she was ready, my lover went down onto her side. She rested her weight on one hip and an elbow, lifting one leg while spreading the uppermost buttock with the tips of her fingers.

“Get behind me,” said Avril, angling her hips. “Let me be in control at first. Listen to what I tell you and we’ll get along fine.”

I lay behind Avril, holding my dick so I could point the end at her puckered ring.

“That’s it, baby,” she whispered, craning around to watch as I nudged the head of my cock at her body. “Just push it in gently,” breathed Avril.

I grimaced and said, “I … I can’t get it to go in.”

“Easy,” said Avril. “Just a little more pressure. Just keep on trying.”

I was scared I might hurt her, concerned it would all be over if I did something wrong.

“I don’t think it’s going to work.” The words came out from between my clenched teeth, frustration making me anxious.

“It’s working,” she told me. “It’s loosening up. Just keep on pushing it, Alan. Just keep on—

“Oh Jesus! Oh fuck!” Avril exclaimed. “Baby, you’re in!”

I’d pushed and prodded and was just about to tell Avril it just didn’t want to go when I felt the tight, muscled ring succumb to the pressure. I felt it give and then slid half my length into the taboo cavern of Avril’s muddy-hole. I heard her yelp of delight as her body accepted the invader, with Avril’s head lolling forwards, her fingers gripping the bed.

“Just hold it steady a second,” she mumbled. “Oh fuck, I’m going to be full of your cock.”

I paused, not sure about what to do next.

Then Avril swivelled at the waist to look back at me once more. “All the way in,” she said on a groan, her stare intense, eyes heavy-lidded with lust. “Slowly. Let me feel you go in. Let me feel it sliding into my ass.”

Finally, my abdomen butted up against her buttocks.

“You’re there, baby,” said Avril, treating me to a wide grin as the realisation dawned I was embedded inside her anus.

“Your arse,” I mumbled, gazing at Avril.

“Yeah,” she replied, giving me a wink. “Your cock’s in my ass. How do you like it?”

It was too soon for me to tell if I liked it or not. “I … I’m not sure.”

“You wanna try fucking?”

Avril reached back with one hand, holding my hip as she eased partway off my dick.

“Let me start it off, Alan,” she said, warning me with her expression. “Don’t go ripping the shit out of me, baby. You’re big and hard, you could damage my tight little asshole.

“God it feels so fucking good,” Avril went on with a groan. “It kinda burns, but I love to feel you in there.

“Keep still, baby,” she said, the force and tempo of her glide increasing. “Let Avril do it. Let me get used to having you there.

“That’s it, baby. It’s loosening up. Oh yeah, feel that cock in my ass. Oh God, feel that big fucking cock.”

She heaved up onto one arm, twisting around to look back at me. Avril smirked and winked, her voice low and treacly when she mumbled a clotted, “Give it to me, Alan. Fuck me in my ass. Work it in and out, baby.”

I groaned when Avril shunted back onto my length. It was strange, being deep inside her anus, somehow not quite the same as her pussy. I’d felt a judder when I first slid in, wondering if it was the muscle of her rectum trying to repel the invasion.

Still, any resistance was long faded. Avril was shoving hard onto my pole, her snorts accompanied by her wall-eyed expression before she slumped down onto the bed.

“Fuck me,” she snarled. “Fuck my ass. Tear me apart. Use me. I’m just a fuck-toy, Alan. Fuck my tight little ass.”

I had a few seconds in which to boggle at the outpouring of filth. “You’re fucking mental,” I gasped.

And then carnage was wrought.

<b>***</b>

She thrust back; I held her hip and fucked into her arse.

Avril let out a squeal, then gurgled at me to do whatever I could to tear her apart.

“Just savage that asshole,” she snarled. “Drill it ‘til you come out of the top of my head.”

I started to move with more urgent thrusts. Taking Avril at her word, I began to ravage her anus. She snorted and mumbled incoherent nonsense, her hips rippling under the onslaught as I fucked into her dirty-hole and she shoved it back at me.

We moaned and gasped, the bed bouncing beneath us, Avril’s breasts in my palms as I reached over her brisket with one hand, the other sliding beneath so I could encircle her body, holding on tight while jamming my length up her arse.

Avril went crazy, sobbing and moaning and carrying on. She writhed and squirmed, looking back into my face, her eyes glazed over, expression lost like she didn’t know where she was or what she was doing.

The only clue I had about Avril being aware of what was happening was when she mumbled about my meat wedged in her rectum.

“I need to come!” Avril squealed after a few minutes of frantic fucking between us. “Fuck, where did I put it?” she sobbed.

It took me a couple of blinks to register what Avril meant. She was scrabbling around, up on one elbow, searching for something.

“There it is!” she said with a cry of excitement.

Avril held up the dildo, sucking the big bulb while grinning at me. I was paused with my dick deep in her anus, my eyes on the big rubber cock.

“Keep fucking my ass,” Avril instructed. “I’m just gonna…”

She squirmed around, throwing her raised leg over my hip, both hands at her front.

“Oh fuck” Avril grunted. “That’s so fucking <i>big</i>. Just let me get this thing in my pussy … God, I’m so <i>stuffed</i> with your dick and this dildo.

“Wait a moment, Alan. I just need to get into a rhythm … I need you to slide out as I push this thing in…”

And then we got going – me wedged in her sphincter, the dildo working her front.

Avril diddled her bean with her fingers, her sobs and moans bursting free.

“You got any hot friends who’d want to do this for real?” Avril asked. “I could sure use a DP with two dicks.

“This dildo is fine, but it can’t beat having a hot cock working my pussy. I can’t kiss as I fuck with this thing.”

“Stop it,” I groaned. “I’ll come if you don’t stop talking that way.”
 
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