HeyItsDani
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For the longest time, I was somewhat embarrassed by my fascination with being ass fucked. Seriously. I talk and write about it a lot, and occasionally someone will ask why I have such an incredible infatuation (obsession?) with being penetrated anally. You'll see this in some of the stories I will be submitting in the not too distant future.
Ever since my first time being sodomized a few years ago, and the resulting intense, mind-bending orgasm that flowed from it, I've been anally-focused, regardless of whether my partner was male or female. I come away from sex with a partner less satisfied if they don't fuck me in the ass. I don't complain, of course, but the longing is there. It occasionally manifests itself at the most inopportune times and I am forced to take matters into my own hands.
I recently acquired a copy of The Surrender, by Toni Bentley. In it, she describes in excruciatingly erotic detail how she, too, came to be anally-centered. In her, I've found a distant soul mate, connected somehow through a mutual appreciate of having a long, thick, hard cock pounding us into submission, surrendering our naughty, dirty hole to someone else's pleasure.
Both of us contemplate how our sex came to be so anally centered. A passage in her book, though it may not be the final word on it, struck me as both cogent and humorous. This will give you some idea of her theme.
The only disparity between her experience and mine, interestingly, is that I was never spanked as a child. My parents, my father, didn't believe in it.
If you get the chance, pick up the book and read it; it's won several awards. It is quite well-written and offers some interesting insight into why some people enjoy taking it in the butt.
Ever since my first time being sodomized a few years ago, and the resulting intense, mind-bending orgasm that flowed from it, I've been anally-focused, regardless of whether my partner was male or female. I come away from sex with a partner less satisfied if they don't fuck me in the ass. I don't complain, of course, but the longing is there. It occasionally manifests itself at the most inopportune times and I am forced to take matters into my own hands.
I recently acquired a copy of The Surrender, by Toni Bentley. In it, she describes in excruciatingly erotic detail how she, too, came to be anally-centered. In her, I've found a distant soul mate, connected somehow through a mutual appreciate of having a long, thick, hard cock pounding us into submission, surrendering our naughty, dirty hole to someone else's pleasure.
Both of us contemplate how our sex came to be so anally centered. A passage in her book, though it may not be the final word on it, struck me as both cogent and humorous. This will give you some idea of her theme.
My ass began life as the tiny pale recipient of Daddy's angry hand. It was the place of shame, the site of humiliation, the area to hide from The Hand. It received the proof of my shameful badness, my seemingly unavoidable wrongness. I was Bad and I was Punished. And now that same ass - older but wiser - is the coveted arena of a lover's pleasure where I am naughty and rewarded. And so my ass remains the strongest point of contact with the most important men in my life. It holds my deepest and oldest emotional nerve endings.
Is there a direct connection between getting spanked on the bottom, as I was as a child, and my inclination to being anally penetrated? Possibly. If every father who spanked his little girl thought he might be creating a hungry little sodomite, well, that might be a deterrent.
Being sodomized now, by choice, reconciles this injury with a scenario of the dominant male and obedient little girl. Instead of rejection and criticism, I am told, "Good girl, good girl." The nastier I am and the better I suck his cock, the better I am, until I'm the goodest little girl in the world. I am finally loved. The relief it brings me is profound.
I, with my total submission, in fact wield a great healing power: the more I submit the more excited he gets, until I enter the deepest phase of surrender and he comes. He only comes when I've given it up. It takes a lot of surrender, discipline, and love to let a man fuck your ass hard enough, long enough, deep enough, and fast enough to shoot. His orgasm is my victory over my lesser self, over the pain of my anger. It fills the hole; I'm finally whole.
The only disparity between her experience and mine, interestingly, is that I was never spanked as a child. My parents, my father, didn't believe in it.
If you get the chance, pick up the book and read it; it's won several awards. It is quite well-written and offers some interesting insight into why some people enjoy taking it in the butt.