Have Your Way With Me

November 21, 2007 – 10:00 am

Veronica and I have been going out for three months now, and
I must say she lives up to her name. She’s a divine
presence in my life and in my bed. Not that she’s pure
and remote, because she’s far from that. Wanton and
adventurous is more like it. An earth angel, if need be.
Our sex shimmers and shouts, as we’re deeply in love and
ever compatible in our desires. Each wet time wild
together feels new, like arriving at a lush valley or
peak we haven’t seen before. A place to dance and
embrace, ravish and surprise. She takes me there, and her
I.

What first attracted me, of course, were Veronica’s looks,
but also the confidence and joy expressed by her face and
body. Physically, she’s right out of my dreams. I’ve
always fantasized about small women, and Veronica is
perfect: five foot three, blonde, ample pear shaped
breasts peaking in long brown nipples, and astounding
curves honed by exercise. I look at her every chance I
get, whether she’s at work or play or even asleep. Naked
also of course, especially when a summer tan sets off her
golden hair. She has the loveliest, most intelligent
face, with high cheekbones, smiling blue eyes, and
expressive lips that melt my heart and stay on my mind. I
just have to be with her, next to her, inside her.

Until recently, our lovemaking has centered on my
pleasuring her. She’s so good-looking and responsive that
my first desire has been to kiss and touch her
everywhere, and bury my face between her legs. Her pussy
tastes like heaven, an irresistible blend of musk and
honey, cinnamon and red wine, fresh cream and flowers. On
one occasion she tasted unusually sweet. Licking more
frantically I discovered that she had put honey inside
for me to find! That’s the kind of inventive fun that
overwhelms us in bed. As I lick and fuck her she comes so
many times we lose count. She also sucks my cock better
than any other woman I’ve slept with, and likes going 69
as much as me. But my favorite thing so far has been
simply to adore her from head to toe.

A month or so ago Veronica started asking what more we could
do, how she might please me. Finding it hard to share my
deeper desires, I just suggested she take hints from what
I did to her. Since my behavior lately had emphasized
intercourse and cunnilingus from behind, I hoped she
might think of putting me in the same position: on all
fours with my ass up for her to do, well, lots of things.

To be honest, my dream woman isn’t just petite,
beautiful, and strong. Since I was twelve, my
masturbatory fantasies have often turned to the idea of
being dominated, of having a woman act almost like a man
with me. My recurring teenage fantasy involved captures
and restraint by a tribe of tan, longhaired, and scantily
clad warrior women who tied me up, spanked me, and made
me lick their pussies. They’d also stick things up my
ass, usually fingers though once I dreamed that these
Amazon beauties alternated between having pussies and
cocks. I was fucking one of them and then another came
from behind, her tits brushing against my back and her
cock sliding up into my anus, which became a pussy and
then my anus again. That night I woke with my belly and
the sheets slick with come, one of the few wet dreams I
remember having.

I didn’t have the nerve to tell Veronica that story. How do
you tell a woman you’d like her take to control and love
your ass the way you love her tits and pussy? How do you
admit a secret desire to be tied up, or told you’re a bad
boy and paddled, or especially, to have her lick and
penetrate your asshole? I hadn’t figured that out, or if
I should even try. It was a little frustrating, but I
made up by worshipping her body even more, thinking she
might get the idea if I intensified my attention to her
ass.

One night while licking her pussy from behind, I was
overcome with desire for Veronica’s puckered little asshole.
I asked her to move from the bed onto the big armchair in
our bedroom. There I had her kneel away from me, head
down while presenting her wet, open sex and her anus to
plain view and open access. Women are even more guarded
about their assholes than their vaginas, so the sight of
my lover in this vulnerable position was terribly
exciting. It suggested willingness to offer me
everything, to hide nothing.

After reveling in the moment, I ran my hands over Veronica’s
shapely twin globes, admiring her lovely brown hole. It
was so sexy that I had to taste it.

“You’re so beautiful, Veronica,” I said. “I need you so
much. I want all of you, to kiss every inch of your body.
Veronica, I want to kiss your asshole.”

Veronica moved slightly, as if surprised, and was silent.
“Do it baby,” she said at last.

I knelt forward and touched Veronica’s anus with the tip of
my tongue, tasting, then flickering against its initial
resistance. I then grasped and stroked her buttocks while
happily running the whole surface of my tongue up her
pussy, over the perineum and anus, and beyond, descending
back through the gap and up again, several times, until
she gasped and moaned, saying my name over and over.

I imagined her thinking oh he’s licking me, he’s licking
me there, he must love me and accept me, he won’t let me
hide at all, he wants me completely open to his lust;
this is so forbidden and exotic; it feels so good too,
having my asshole licked. I then imagined her becoming a
little embarrassed because she impatiently shifted her
position. Or perhaps she wanted some other loving now, to
have me lick her pussy or maybe just slip my big hard
cock inside her cunt. I could understand because I had
those desires too.

But I wasn’t done; I hadn’t had my fill of licking her
asshole so I wouldn’t accept the significant shifting of
knees and lowering of her back that I was supposed to
interpret and comply with as the sign that she wanted to
move on to something else. No, I was going to lick until
I was satisfied that this was really happening-that I was
actually licking a woman’s asshole-licking the asshole of
the woman I love.

It was an incredible experience. Later Veronica said, “Baby,
that was great! I never knew. Is that what you want me to
do to you?” I told her I’d like it very much. “What
else?”

All my desires welled up in me, yearning to be expressed.
I wanted Veronica’s fingers up my ass, but I wasn’t ready to
ask. I was courageous enough, however, to suggest
entering her anally.

She was a little startled. “No, I don’t think I’d like
that. It felt good having my butt licked, but having your
penis… no, that’s too much. I’d be scared.”

“Do you think I’m weird?” I asked.

“No,” Veronica said. “It’s ok. Is there anything else?
Really, you can tell me anything. You’d don’t need to be
ashamed, or worry that how I feel about you will change.
I want us to communicate honestly about everything.”

I almost blurted out fuck me up the ass. Instead I said,
“Maybe you could spank me.”

Veronica laughed and I feared what she might say. But she
only wanted to know how hard.

“Very. Tell me I’m a bad boy and make it hurt.”

“I don’t know. That might hurt my hand.”

“You could use a paddle,” I suggested.

“Wow, you’re really into this. Let me think about it.”

A few days later when we were making out on the couch
Veronica stopped our deep kiss by pressing her finger to my
lips. “Pull your pants down,” she said, “and bend over
the sofa.”

I got up at once and did as I was told. She leaned over
and breathed in my ear. “You’ve been a bad boy and need
to be spanked.” And with that she pulled my string bikini
down to my knees and spanked my bottom with the palm of
her hand. It wasn’t very hard, but having Veronica take
charge excited me very much. She slapped each cheek of my
ass a few times, then started to play with my cock and
balls. “Do you like that?”

“Yes, baby, yes. You’re making me very happy.” I wanted
to tell her to do it harder, but didn’t want to push my
luck. We were coming along fine. Especially when she
knelt down and started licking my asshole, the first time
a woman ever had. Totally transported, I arched my back
and felt the buzzing in my ass run up my spine and down
my legs, then enter my heart, disbelieving mind, and
finally my penis. Veronica wasn’t touching my cock or balls
at all, just my anus. A final harmony of joy and
completion shivered and rang through me. I came with a
heartfelt scream.

I had to think it a high point in my sexual experience. I
still do, though a subsequent event ranks just as highly.
One day Veronica she said something I’ll never forget. “I
wish I could penetrate you, to experience what you do
when you fuck me.” What a moment! That’s the fantasy
fulfilled, you see, because Veronica brought up the idea;
she wanted it independently of my designs. I shyly told
her that she could indeed come inside me. “How?” she
asked.

“Stick a finger up my ass. I’d really like it. I’ve
wanted to ask you to do that but I was too embarrassed.”

“I’d like to try. I’ve never done that to a man. If I do
it will you ease up about me letting you in my ass?”

“Sure,” I replied. And then I told her how to proceed.
With a little lubricant and a few directions from me,
Veronica soon had one of her dear little fingers slipping
inside my asshole.

“Now slide it up and down a little,” I told her. I’d had
this experience before, but it still felt like losing a
kind of virginity. Veronica smiled at me tenderly and then
sucked my penis to rigidity, which didn’t take long. She
then climbed on top of me and slid her cunt down over my
trembling erection. As she rode me she kept her hand back
behind me, mercilessly reaming my ass with that finger.
It wasn’t long before we reached glorious simultaneous
orgasm.

So a new stage in our sex life began, Veronica fucking my
ass with a finger or two, sometimes while she sucked my
cock, or just to get me hard again after I’d had an
orgasm and she wanted to make love again. I started
including an enema in my bedtime preparation, thinking it
best to be clean inside in case she decided to engage in
anal play.

One occasion of anal play was especially good because
Veronica required me to say what I wanted.

“Touch my ass,” I pleaded, turning over onto my stomach.
“Like before!
Please!”

I felt her fingertips between my legs. She touched the
soft skin behind my balls, and then gently squeezed them
inside her palm.

An anticipatory glow swirled in my bottom, and I moaned.
A delicious awareness of my anus came over me, a feeling
of being completely visible and accessible to my lady’s
eyes and touch. The sensation mingled receptivity,
impatience, and a counteracting desire to prolong the
pleasure of yearning. I gasped when I felt her fingertip
trace an errant perimeter around the hole.

“Now tell me what you want,” she whispered warmly into my
ear.

“I want you to touch me…”

“Touch you how?” she asked, moving her hand, maddeningly,
away from the hot center. “Touch you where?”

“Touch my asshole! Run your fingers around it and grab my
butt! Do anything, but just touch it. Fuck me. Stick your
fingers up my ass. Please! I need it so bad.”

I looked back over my shoulder and saw Veronica reach to the
nightstand for a tube of lubricant. She squeezed it
loudly into her left hand, and then slicked it between my
ass cheeks. Her other hand strayed around me to grasp my
hard and trembling seven-inch cock. Then she poked a
fingertip into my anus. I whimpered and she laughed. She
was just teasing, I knew, but it was frustrating
nonetheless. Then her finger turned, and I just had to
moan.

“My asshole. Stick your fingers in my asshole, baby. Rape
me, fuck me, treat me like I’m a girl and my asshole is a
pussy.”

“Oh you’re a naughty boy,” she said, laughing. “Such
language! Is this what you want?” And with that Veronica
slid her long middle finger all the way inside me,
pausing only for a moment before beginning to thrust out
and then back in and out. Groaning deeply, I arched my
back and raised my bottom. She took the hint and slid her
finger all the way inside and then up in search of my
prostate. The moment she found that pleasure spot she
started to masturbate me.

I felt such abandon, such utter surrender to her
caresses. She really was taking me. My penis, my balls,
and my rectum flared in wild pleasure. Then Veronica’s
stroking in front and sliding in back took on one rhythm
along with her hot breathing in my ear. As she worked
that finger in and out of my tight backdoor she cooed
sounds and an occasional word of approval.

Then she got me to turn around, wrapped her hips around
my cock and started slurping up and down. Just as my
orgasm was approaching, Veronica replaced her mouth with her
hand, furiously pumping my cock with one hand while she
reamed my asshole with the other. She then spoke, in a
voice raspy and deranged. “O baby, O baby. Your asshole.
And your penis. And your big balls. Such a sweet butt you
have. I love to fuck you. I love to fuck you up the ass.
Up the ass! Up the ass!”

Her words threw me over the edge. “Oh god,” I cried out
as the orgasm hit and swept me away. Just then she
withdrew her fingers from behind and slipped her mouth
down over the top half of my cock shaft. My body shook as
several blasts of hot white come joyously shot into
Veronica’s loving mouth.

That incident just about did it; Veronica had pretty much
become the exact double of my fantasy lover. In the
afterglow I confessed that sometimes I wanted her to be
the man. “I know,” she replied.

My sense of satisfaction, however, only lasted a few
days. The more Veronica gave me, the more I wanted. The old
desires soon welled up: to fuck her up the ass and have
her spank mine. Her denial of these pleasures gave her a
certain erotic power. She would pose in a way that
emphasized her ass, bending over the bed as I walked in
the door. Or casually turn away from me, stroking her
bottom lasciviously.

I savored the experience, because it made her even more
powerful and sexy in my eyes, and because it gave me
reason to believe she might grant one or both of my
wishes. The closest she came, though, was to spank me
lightly, or say, “Do you like my ass?” and then have me
lick it and her pussy until she came.

Sometimes Veronica wouldn’t suck my cock unless I asked. She
said it excited her for me to specify my desire. On one
occasion I decided not to test her.

I just asked, “Veronica, will you please suck my cock?”

“I thought you’d never ask,” she said with a smile,
pulling my penis down from my belly. Her lips formed the
familiar round shape that I yearned for.

I wanted to rock my hips and slide in and out but decided
to let her do the work. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the
moment. She began by licking the head, especially
underneath and in the little hole. She continued that
awhile, changing only the pressure or the rhythm of her
tongue. Then she began sucking the entire cockhead, once
more varying the pace.

She stopped for a moment, letting my cock slide out of
her mouth. The whole shaft glistened with her saliva. She
looked up at me again. “Do you like that?”

“I like it very much,” I replied.

She smiled and opened her lips once more. This time she
drew my penis all the way inside, while cupping her
fingers under my balls, lifting them gently, then letting
them dangle. She stroked them while giving me a marvelous
blowjob, her face bobbing up and down over my hard cock.

Then she took it out of her mouth and went for my left
testicle, sucking it softly into her mouth and running
her tongue all over. I groaned loudly from the pure
pleasure of her action. After pleasuring the one
testicle, she went after the other, sucking it back and
forth, teasing it with her tongue, nibbling on it ever so
gently.

Then she got brave, opening her mouth as wide as possible
to take my entire sack inside. Soon she resumed sucking
and licking. She worked the tip of her tongue between my
testicles, making them wag so lasciviously that I cried
out in joy. Then she commanded me. “Turn around!” Her
face had a look of pure desire, but desire focused and
determined. She looked in charge. I turned, presenting
her my butt. I could feel her eyes on my nakedness. “Bend
over a little and spread your cheeks apart!” she ordered.

I opened my legs a bit more, for balance, then bent at
the waist and moved my hands to my backside. It felt
strange, prying my buttocks apart to expose my anus to
her. I felt so naked, so vulnerable, but at the same
time, safe and content. I had nothing to hide.

“Hold still,” Veronica said, then moved her head forward and
began kissing ever so softly between my ass cheeks. Was
she going to lick my hole? God, I hoped so, that it
wasn’t just a tease.

While kissing my bottom, she avoided the puckered ring so
near her lips. She used her tongue to lick the entire
length of my crack, back and forth, perhaps a dozen or
more times, each time stopping just short of the anus.
That it seemed so deliberate made it even more naughty
and joyful. She moved her head further down and licked
the back of my scrotum, making my testicles wiggle
pleasurably.

She sucked the left one into her mouth, rolled it on her
tongue, and then licked both balls some more. I loved it.
It appeared that she wasn’t going to lick my asshole, but
my disappointment only lasted a moment because she took
my whole sack into her mouth again. Talk about wild-there
I was, bent over the bed, my ass in the air and my lover
eating my balls out from behind!

Finally, Veronica released my balls and reached around to
stroke my cock. Suddenly I felt her lips surround my
anus. I moaned, feeling a border had been crossed. I lost
myself in the marvelous hand job accompanied by an anal
kiss.

Veronica’s tongue moved out of her mouth slowly as she began
tickling my anus.

Her subtle movements increased my pleasure by degrees.
Had she just plunged her tongue inside, the sensations
wouldn’t have been so exquisite. She was leading me
little by little into an ecstasy I had never known.

After she had licked me awhile she inserted a finger,
then two, just inside my anal ring. She made low round
movements that drove me crazy, opening my asshole and
relaxing it. Veronica suddenly made a hungry kind of sound
and I felt her tongue replacing her fingers. She began to
work the tip of her tongue into the center of my hole.
She alternated between fingers and tongue, opening me
more and more. She was insatiable, unrelenting in
tonguing my asshole. It was an incredible feeling,
physically and emotionally.

“Baby, baby, baby,” I whimpered. “It’s so good! I love
you so much! I feel your tongue inside my asshole! It’s
so good!”

This madness went on for a minute or two before Veronica
paused. I heard the squirt of lubricant from a tube, then
felt one hand smoothing the slippery stuff around my
asshole. She teased me by circling a fingertip around and
then pointing it within the tight outer rim. Then her
long, index finger began to pry me open. I couldn’t
resist. She thrust hard, and suddenly the length of her
finger was inside of me, touching the sensitive places
and pressing on the tight interior walls. She grabbed my
cock with her other hand, and it stiffened even more.
Pretty soon, she had one hand pumping a very slippery
cock and the other slip sliding in my nether hole.

“More, baby, more,” I yelled out. “Give me another
finger!” Veronica obliged, adding a second finger and then,
unbelievably, a third. She moved them in and out, and
then started fluttering them inside. That was almost too
much. I groaned at the first stirrings of orgasm.

“Don’t come yet,” Veronica said. “I have another surprise
for you.”

Hearing that excited me, even as she withdrew her loving
hands. What could it be? I turned around and sat on the
bed, as Veronica stood up and rested her hands saucily on
her hips.

“What I should do,” Veronica said, “is paddle your ass until
you cry and beg me to stop. But you want that, don’t you?
Well, I’m not giving you everything you want, at least
not right now. I’ll tell you when it’s time for something
new. You’d like to be spanked like a naughty schoolboy,
wouldn’t you?”

“Yes. That is, if you’d like to do it to me.”

“Well, right now I don’t, though I’m tempted. It might
teach you some manners.”

This was great! Veronica had gotten the idea and run with
it. I was a little scared, actually. Where was this
leading?

“You also want to fuck me up the ass.”

“Yes,” I replied.

“Well, baby boy, that’s not in the cards tonight. You
need to think about what it would be like for me. I love
your cock in my cunt but my ass is too tight and I’m
afraid it would hurt. You don’t want to hurt me, do you?”

“No.”

“Yet you still want to stick your cock up there?”

Feeling at once chastened and excited, I merely nodded
yes. Veronica studied my face for further reaction.

“Tell you what. I’ll think about letting you rape my ass.
But on one condition.” And with that she reached under
the bed and lifted up a leather harness with an attached
dildo.

“Oh, baby,” I said, my voice fearful and hoarse. “I don’t
know….”

“I do,” she said, stepping into the harness and pulling
it up over her hips. “I know you want this, but you won’t
admit it. That’s why I’ve gotten you so hot.” I was
silent, my hard cock sticking straight up. She was in
charge, and I loved it. The prospect of such a big object
opening my ass was a little frightening though. I could
understand why she wasn’t eager to be the receiver
herself. “Before you even get near fucking my ass,” Veronica
said, “you’re damn well going to know what it’s like.”
She buckled a strap and stepped forward. “Now suck my
cock,” she said.

I was dazed at this turn of events. It was like being in
a movie but I wasn’t writing the script or directing.
Things were happening and I was not in control. I leaned
forward for a better look at Veronica’s gear. The cock
wasn’t quite as large as mine, thank god, but it was
realistic and made of a soft clear material. It even had
testicles and wagged when I touched it. After pausing for
a moment, I dropped my head and took the dildo into my
mouth. I tried to mimic how Veronica gave me head, and even
invented some variations. Maybe she’d learn something. I
looked up at Veronica’s face and made eye contact with her.

“Very good,” she said. “You suck cock very well. This is
part of your fantasy, isn’t it?”

I nodded, unable to speak with seven inches of flexible
dildo in my mouth.

“But you don’t want a man. What you want is a woman with
a cock. Well, here she is. And now she wants you to get
on your hands and knees and take it up the ass like a
man.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. In about two seconds I
was kneeling on the bed with my shoulders pressed down on
the sheets. “Hold still,” Veronica said.

She spread lubricant all over the dildo and more around
my anus.

She pressed the tip of the dildo to my opening, but it
didn’t go in. So she started to turn it gently. I bore
down a little, as if to push it away.
I relaxed and the tip slid inside a little. I bore down
again and relaxed. Then it happened. The head of Veronica’s
prosthetic prick suddenly passed the outer ring of my
anus and was now thickly, undeniably within my lower
tract. I groaned in pleasure. “Oh god, Veronica,” I said.
“It’s so intense.”

She pushed in halfway, stopping to let me get used to the
feeling. Then she pulled back, producing a vacuum I
desperately wanted filled. “Put it back,” I cried.
“Please, Veronica. I want more!”

“That’s what I want to hear,” Veronica replied, as she
thrust forward and began slow, shallow movements that
soon had me sobbing in pleasure. She moved the dildo to
an angle that massaged my prostate. “You like that, don’t
you? Just wait until I let you have it all! Like this,
baby.” She pulled my hips back as she plunged inside.
“All the way in!”

“Oh, god!” That was it … that’s what I wanted Veronica to
feel when she surrendered her ass to me. It was the most
wonderful agony, the complete distension of my rectum. I
was fucked. Veronica was fucking me; it was as simple as
that.

“Oh, darling! You feel so good. I’m fucking you! I’m
fucking my sweet boy up the ass!” She pinched one of my
nipples, then the other, painfully hard. Then she started
groping my balls and the base of my cock.

“Faster, baby, faster!” I cried out. “Oh fuck me! Fuck my
ass! Fuck my asshole!” I thrust my cock inside her hand
and arched my back. “I’m going to come!”

The orgasm hit like a powerful wave in the ocean. Veronica
pulled out the dildo at the same moment and I blissed
out, moaning as creamy heat squirted out onto the sheets
and over the hand that grasped my cock.

As I turned around to face her, Veronica topped off the
experience by wiping the white puddles of come from her
hands onto her lips and extended tongue. She licked her
fingers clean, making lascivious eye contact with me as
my sticky semen dribbled from her lips. She then licked
her lips again and opened her mouth to show me her milky
mouthful. Then she kissed me, having me taste my own
semen before she bent over and took my wet, spent cock
into her mouth. “Thank you baby!” I laughed. You’re so
good to me!”

Veronica is indeed my angel. She fulfills my needs and
shares my desires.

Sometimes I want her to take charge, and sometimes I want
my way with her. We take turns. Before long, I think,
she’ll give me the spanking I’ve wanted, or let me take
her up the ass. Maybe I’ll try “forcing” anal sex on her.
If she says no, that’s the end of it, but if not, our
agreement is that anything goes. In the meantime my ass
is a little sore, but in a pleasant way.