[M]y [F]irst post here. A public anal pounding. | 2016

So to clear up a few housekeeping items: no I don't have pictures, yes this is real, and this will probably be a long post. I have a B.A. in literature so sorry if this gets too descriptive. I am trying to keep this is detailed but as accurate as possible. Most of the dialog will be left out since I cannot remember exactly what was said, not that it really makes a difference in the story anyway, the dialog that is included is what stood out and made an impression on me and I do remember.

I am a 25 year old, white, male paramedic living in Fort Worth, Texas and this story is written from my point of view, so many of the details will have a male "feel" to them.

Since discovering sex as a young (very young) teenager, I could never get enough. I became obsessed with the persuit and conquest of women, the rush of attraction and lust, the wit needed to generate interest, the excitement that builds inside you, and then that final rush of victory once she succumbs to the passion that you have created, it was more of a high to me than anything else could provide. Most guys can relate to some degree or another. Now I will be honest; I was not some Cassenova who could get any woman he wanted with a wink and a word, sometimes I picked low hanging fruit so to speak, and I often fell flat on my face. I wasn't the shredded, tan, guy with perfect hair that many young girls wanted and so I learned to use my words to create a sensual chemistry early on in my sexual career and that became my greatest appeal.

I don't know exactly when I became obsessed with anal sex, but I remember finding fetish porn at around 15 years old and becoming shocked, and strangely drawn to it. After browsing some BDSM forums and doing copious amounts of research, which included many hours of browsing Cosmo and that which is slimilar, I found that many women hate anal, and that many women love it, and that many women have never tried it. Anal porn became my masturbation material of choice and I started to get involved in BDSM and sex chats and developed a more refined "Dom" personality.

I will fully admit that I am not a Dom as many of the people who are involved in BDSM believe they are. I developed my fetish lifestyle as a tool to expand the pool of women I appealed to. If a woman was a feminist who needed an understanding man who supported her sexual liberation and took into account her need for multiple orgasms via hours of cunnilinguis, then that's what I was. If a woman was new as a provider of blowjobs and was turned on my an experienced man guiding her and teaching her, then I was that man of knowledge and sexual experience. If a woman needed a young, fresh, and inexperienced teen that she could corrupt and make herself feel young again, then I became that for her. Finally, if a woman needed to be slapped around and degraded while being forced to submit to a stronger, more powerful male, then I could flip that Dom switch and be that for her. It may sound like I was lying to these women for sex, but honestly I wasn't. I became all things for all women, in as much as I could. It's was pure, I was providing a service for these women by fulfilling the sexual needs and desires that were neglected by society as a whole, the men that used them, and sometimes even their significant others. But I will admit that the success, as they increased, fulfilled that craving within me.

That is all background information just so that you have a small idea about who I was in my younger days and so that you don't get the idea that I am a sadistic bastard that just uses women up. I do not abuse women, neither emotionally or physically. A little while back I was on a free dating/hookup site looking for a long term fwb; unfortunately for me, the majority of women there were looking for a soulmate. Why women would go to a site that was developed to hook up in search of a soul mate is beyond me, so I stayed away from many messages since I do not get off on causing emotional damage. After a few weeks of limited success, I was about to give up and delete my account; but I decided to send out a few messages in a final attempt to find something. This one girls profile looked promising; she was young, just turned 21, a college student at a local university, liked indie films and punk rock. Her pictures were a little vauge, but she seemed cute and definitely worth a shot. After a quick reply we hit it off and spent a few day messaging about petty things till I asked to text her. She quickly agreed and we started texting regularly. As the conversation slowly turned sexual, after a few days of coaxing, she admitted that she was into being dominated in bed. Specifically she enjoyed being slapped, choked, called "slut" and "whore" and similar terms, and being forced to do things in bed. Obviously I had to ask about anal and she revealed that she had only done it once while drunk. I asked if she had liked it and she told me that during it all she could think about was how full she felt, and how embarrassed she was, and how it hurt. I told her that if anal wasn't her cup of tea then I would not push for it at all. After a few days of reassuring her that I didn't think she was a freak for her sexual tastes, and that she was completely within her right to seek sexual satisfaction she told me that she had left out something when she told me about anal; I said if she felt comfortable then she could share it with me, but she didn't have too if she wasn't ready yet. She thanked me and went on to relate that after her then boyfriend drunkenly came in her ass and fell asleep she lay thinking about how she mud have looked, how embarrassed she was, how sore her ass was, the searing feeling of his cum erupting into her and slowly cooling as it leaks out of her. She told me that as her mind raced she became uncontrollably horny and went to touch herself. With the delicious sorness of her ass on her mind she rubbed her clit till she was shaking in orgasm. As if this wasn't enough, she told me that she went for round two, using his cum as lube to slip a finger into now lightly looser asshole while she rubbed her clit to another orgasm. She said that was the only time she had done anal and had never touched herself there since, it had been nearly two years since that event according to her.

Needless to say I became quite driven to meet and fuck. We slowly progressed to role play over the phone, at her request. She began asking me to help her masturbate two and three times a day, the whole while me telling exactly how to touch herself and reminding her that she was my private little whore. Once the role play ended we were able to revert back to our "normal" selves, but the tone was different, she truly was submissive in and out of the bedroom. I almost didn't want to get involved any further, just because I didn't want to risk her doing things just because she felt that as a submissive she had too. We had a long talk and she said that if she ever felt uncomfortable doing anything she would tell me.

We returned to our phone sex role play masturbation, about 3 times a day for her. Once in the heat of a particularly hot session I told her to take her left figers out of her pussy and to stick them up her "whore ass" while she finished herself with her right hand on her clit. Fast forward a few more minutes of dirty talk and rough language and I heard literal screaming on the other end as she came. Apparently she squirted, but I had no way to verify, and she claimed to have one of her top 10 orgasms ever.

We decide that after that experience that meeting was an absolute must. But due to my work and her classes it became nearly impossible. A week went by with our usual mastubatory phone sessions but with no chance of meeting in site. As the weekend neared she suprised me by sending me nudes (something she previously had refused to do) of her with a very slim dildo in her ass and her vibrating egg on her clit. A phone call quickly followed and she described in vivid and wanton detail about feeling stretched and full while she vibed herself off. I goaded her on a little by claiming that I know she had a bigger dildo at home and she should go big or go home. It was spoken in jest and I didn't think she would take it seriously, but I got a text at 1am including a picture of her, legs spread, her large dildo (10in dildo that's a little thinner in girth then me, about 2in across) about 4 inches into her ass. I was rock hard thinking about finally burying myself into her tight ass and she got a low quality video of me choking the chicken to completion for her.

She had previously told me that if we were to ever engage in anal play that it would have to be after several meetings and after she felt comfortable around me, so I assumed I was at least a month away from being to have a piece of that rear hole that tortured my dreams, and waking thoughts as well. On that Friday, approximately a month after I initially had contacted her, I was stuck working a long shift and my relief was 4 hours late. I had been working for 16 hours and was dead tired; I was due to start another shift in 6 hours so there was no chance of getting much sleep and I was exhausted. Earlier that day I had taken a "bathroom break" to help her cum via our customary phone sex. She described how she had used the suction cup at the base of her dildo to attach it to the tub and was riding it, pretending it was me while she rubbed her clit. I told her to really be thinking of me she needed to be a good slut and ride that fake cock buried in her ass, not her pussy. Again, to my shock she said "yes sir"; moments later I heard her grunts, her breathing, the not quite pleasure but not quite pain moans, and then that satisfied sigh let me know she had worked herself down on the dildo. She was moaning and babbling and speaking half sentences as I instructed her to ride that masturbatory toy and rub her clit to completion. It took her a while to cum, but when she let out that final moan and held it I knew she had finished strong. I will admit that I had no proof if she had done like she said, or if she was just faking for the sake of dirty phone sex, but I felt confident that she wasn't lying.

I got off work at 11:30pm and was heading home when she asked me to come see her with her friends at a bar in downtown Fort Worth. Being exhausted, I explained to her my situation and expressed that as much as I would like to spend an evenig drinking with her, I couldn't and I needed sleep. She begged for a little while longer and nearly convinced me to come, but I was adamant about needing sleep. She got real quiet and asked me to hold on for a moment. I heard some of the background noise of the bar disappear and she whispered into the phone that she had been drinking and was super horny and wanted to choke on my cock. She asked me to come by for a blowjob in the parking lot and then I would be able to go home and sleep well after being fully satisfied. Well I couldn't deny such a self-less request, so I agreed. She told me to go to beercadia and call her when I get there.

About 30 minutes later I was pulling into the beercadia parking lot. I dialed her number and waited while her phone rang and ran gang rang. Honestly, it probably only rang three times, but my nervousness combined with the intense hornyness and the thrill of imminent victory made it seem like the phone was ringing for 15 minutes. I saw, on the porch by the front door, a girl rapidly rumaging around her purse. A moment later she pulled out her phone and I heard "hello" come from my phone. My heart rate jumped to near dangerous levels as the familiar pit in my stomach began to build, my arousal growing exponentially. I told her I'm here and she said she'd be out in a moment. I saw the girl on the porch leave her friends and go inside the bar, and emerge a second later out of the front doors.

"What are you driving", she asked me.

"A black hatchback sedan", I answered.

She looked around and saw me parked and started to briskly towards my ideling vehicle. As she passed under a streetlight I was able to see what her figure was for the first time. She wasn't tall, maybe 5'6", and was thick. Not thick in the way that a person gets when they gain a lot of weigh, but thick like a softball girl. As she walked toward me I could fully appreciate her voluptuous figure; her breasts looks fantastic, clearly she wanted then to be a focal point for her tonight. She was displaying ample cleavage, so much that it looked as though the low cut grey tank she was wearing shouldn't be able to hold them in. I swear, in my sex hazed mind, she was defying the laws of physics; I found out later that the witchcraft responsible for showcasing her delicious D cups was a cleverly designed push up bra. God bless who ever created the push up bra. Once I was able to regain control of my eyes, I tore them,regretfully, from her exponentially pleasant looking breasts and continued my visual inspection of her fluidly moving body. She had the waist of a fit girl who had gained about 10lbs, and the hips that were wide and wonderful. The way her hips would swing when she walked had my cock twitching in my trousers. Her thighs were thick and muscular and proudly shown off as she was wearing form fitted leggings as pants. Her legs were long despite her being short overall and she had cute little feet encased in red strappy heels. The walk from the front door to the passenger side of my car took no more than a few seconds but that short walk had me revved up and ready to go.

She opened the door and quickly got inside my car; we looked at each other and she giggled nervously. I drove into the parking garage behind the bar and drove up till I reached the 4th floor where we were the only car parked. We flirted a bit, both of us fidgeting in our seats due to our mutual arousal. At this point we abandoned subtlty and coyness as I grabbed her and pulled her face toward me. Milliseconds after our lips touched she parted hers and thrust her tongue into my mouth and we kissed furiously, as two starving people offered a feast. My hand snaked through her hair and gripped the back of her neck, the other cupping her face as our kissing escalated to a frenzy. Trying to be seductive, or trying to be hot or seductive or sexy went out the window, we needed to quench the thirst of lust we had for each other. I'm sure if someone was watching us we looked like fools, but to us it didn't matter, our only concern was to take more, feel more, indulge more in each other. My hands dropped to grope her breasts an she moaned into my mouth, practically climbing over the center console to press my hand against her harder.

I don't think she expected the first slap, I think that in the need to be groped and mauled and kissed she had forgotten that she had asked for me to hit her, choke her, use her, and call her degrading names. She was halfway across the console, her hands raking down my thighs, when I let my hand fly, catching her across the face. I watched as her already flushed cheekes reddened in the shape of my handprint, as her eyes widened in shock, and as the pain registered I watched as the fire as uncontrolled lust lit in her eyes.

She tore the lid of the console back and clambered across the divide between the passenger an drivers seats. That first slap ignited her passion and she was crazed. If I wasn't so turned on I might have been a little worried she would eat me.

The second slap landed across her right cheek, her flinch lasting only lasting for a moment before she was back on me kissing furiously. The hand I was using to grope her breasts slid up and tightened around her throat. I heard her choke and struggle against me trying to kiss me harder. I threw her back into the passanger seat and climbed over the console, my legs stuck in my floorboard my body pressed against hers. My cock was a furious bulge in my pants, struggling to rip the fabric and free itself. I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, her yelp of pain turned into a satisfied moan as I bite down on her exposed neck. I released her hair my hands dropped to the hem of her shirt and jerked upwards. After a few frantic failed attempts her shirt made it over her head and ended up in my back seat; one hand gripped her throat and the other snaked around and unclasped her bra. Her hands were scraping at my arm as her face turned red, then slowly went to purple. I yanked her bra forward and tossed it into the backseat. I watched as her eyes started to fade in luster and released her throat; she gasped for air and the flush returned to her face and the fire returned to her eyes and her hands lunged for the tent in my pants. I grabbed her wrists and slammed them against the passenger window, my right hand delivering two slaps in quick succession to her reddened face. She threw her face forward to try to kiss me but I grabbed her throat and held her back against the door, one hand on both her wrists over her head and the other around her throat again. This was the first chance I had to view her topless body it caused any restraint or reason I had left to fly from my head only to be replaced by raw animalistic need, the need to take my sexual gratification. Her breasts sagged a little, like perky breasts that recently enlarged and were on the verge of drooping ever so slightly; her areoles were large, aproximately the size of a silver dollar, and her nipples were hardened from the air conditioning blowing across the light sheen of sex sweat. I released her hands and throat and dove for the neck again, pinching and tugging on her hard nipples while biting and sucking her neck. The occasional light slap across her breasts would illicit a sharp gasp from her that would break up the one long continuous moan. She tried to speak but it came out in half sentences, I knew what she wanted though. I grabbed her left arm and jerked it toward me, pulling her across the console situating her where she was I between my legs sitting with her back against my chest. I pulled her head back and latched onto her neck again, my hands grabbed her ample breasts and tugged gently, molesting her wonderful breasts, relishing the feel of her hard nipples against my palms. I slid my hands down her chubby tummy to the waist band of her leggings. As my hands slid under her waistband I had a suprise waiting for me, she had nothing on under the leggings. My fingers scraped across the light stubble of her shaved mons down toward her hot hole. She was so hot, I vividly remember feeling the heat radiating off her pussy as my fingers blindly felt their way toward her center. Her moans were intoxicating to me, I was drunk off her pleasure. When my fingers slid across her lips she let out a sharp gasp and pushed herself against my fingers, her pussy was soaking wet, running out of her drenching the crotch of her leggings. I dipped two fingers in easily and curled them back to cup her g-spot. I pressed on that familiar bulge in the inner wall and grinned as she bit her lip to keep from moaning too loud. My left hand bathed in her moisture as I continued to finger her with the right, I brought the freshly moistened fingers up and caressed her erect clit. I began massaging her clit while rubbing her g-spot, slowly at first, then building speed as she began to respond to my fingers.

"Keep, keep, keep, kee....... Oh FUCK!!!!", she screamed at me as she came, and she didn't lie when she said she could squirt. It wasn't like in the pornos where the squirt across the room, it was more like a contraction of her pussy followed by a small flood of moisture.

I slowed my stroking till she had recovered enough for a second round. Listening to her screams build as I brought her to a second, leg shaking orgasm. I wanted to give her a third but she was begging me, whispering in my ear about how she wants me to give her my cock. Who am I to deny such a request. She climbed into the back seat and I followed suit, loosening my belt and pulling my trousers down to my ankles. She knelt I the back seat and I sat back; she reached forward and grasped my coc by the base and said something to the effect of how much I'm going to love this next part because she is a cock sucking slut. I had lost all orientation or reason, all I could think about was her hand at the base of my rod. She bent over and took the head of my cock quickly bobbing up and down taking more of me in on every downstroke, one hand massaging my heavy balls and the other gripped tightly to the base of my cock. I could feel my orgasm building from the wicked things her tongue was doing to me; I felt myself hit the back of her throat and she hardly gagged. I grabbed the back of her head and slammed my cock against her throat. She struggled, coughing and gagging on my cock as I held it there against the resistance of her throat. Eventually I felt the resistance fade and the head of my cock get pulled into her tight throat, and at that moment my cock was buried fully within her. I let her go a she cameup off my cock, spit running from her mouth, face flushed, eyes wild with passion and she kissed me hard on the mouth. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear "thank you" before playfully biting my earlobe. Before I even had time to register what she said my cock was back in her mouth and my mind went fuzzy again. I reached back to play with her pussy, but my fingers found her ass, still set from her previous orgasms. My finger slipped inside her anal hole easily, no resistance. She groaned and pushed back into my finger, trying to get it deeper.

I wasn't ready to cum, so I pushed her off my dick. She lay back and wriggled out of her leggings and spread her legs displaying her beautiful pink pussy and tight puckered arsehole. I immmediately dove forward an let my tongue begin to dance across her fully engorged clit. I plunged 2 fingers deep into her pussy and started to jackhammer them in and out, the other fingers probing at her ass. Her screams ecoed in the parking garage as she came again, two fingers in her ass, two in her pussy and a tongue on her clit. It was beautiful to watch her cum, her body shakin in orgasm, her rapid ragged breathing, the way she screamed out when her pussy released another flood or female ejaculate all over my back seat.

She quickly recovered and told me to fuck her, no coy, no shyness, nothing but whorish wanton desire to be filled and fucked. I told her that I didn't have a condom and I thought tonight was just oral. She growled at me that she didn't care and that she wanted my cock in her now. I opened the back seat passanger door and stepped out of the car. The cool air kissing my sweat and cum soaked skin, it was a welcom change to the hot and steamy car. I reached into the car and grabbed her hair and pulled her (gently) toward me. I instructed her to get out of the car and bend over for me. She did so, her hands on the back seat her ass up in the air standing in the parking garage behind a bar in downtown. I looked across the street and could clearly see into the living rooms of the apartments across the street. I told her that she looked like a filthy gutter slut ready to be fucked like the whore she was, that there were probably going to be people in their apartments watching us fuck. She moaned, her knees shaking, and said "thank you" again. I pressed the head of my cock, still sloppy with her spit, against her willing hole and it eay slit to the base. She moaned as I agonizingly slowly began to slide in and out of her furnace. Without warning, after I slowly withdrew my cock, I buried my self into her with the force of a freight train, I felt my dick slam against the back wall of her pussy. She screamed a scream of pain riddled with pleasure and tried to escape the deep invasion. I gripped he hips and began fucking her with earnest, without mercy, ram roding my dick into her little hole over and over and over till her screams turned to mindless babble of swearing and moaning. I was willing myself not to cum, trying my best to hold it back, because I had been fuckig for less than a minute. Her blow job had taken me too close to the edge too many times, I wasn't going to be able to hold this pace for long. I reached around and found her clit and began to stroke it in times with my cock movements. She soon felt the wave of another orgasm wash over her and the flood of ejaculate escaped around my cock and ran down he thighs showering the garage floor beneath us. Her knees gave out, hitting the pavement, taking me, who wasn't expecting her to collapse, down with her. My cock slipped out as I stumbled to regain my balance. I reached down and picked up the shaking sexy mess in front of me, gently helping her to her feet. I asked if she was ok if she was ready to quit. She told me she wasn't ready to quit till she got my load. She bent over any spread her legs, reached back and pulled her ass apart giving me a perfect view to her two beautiful fuck holes.

I don't know why I did it or how I knew it would be ok, but seeing her asshole exposed to me, opened up by the dildo riding and fingering I couldn't stop myself. I pressed the head of my cock, soaked in her cum, against the opening of her ass. I expected some resistance but the lightest pressure and my head popped through her sphincter and was stretching her rear hole. She gasped and moaned and pushed herself back onto me allowing me to slowly bury my dick to the base in her asshole.

I moaned and told her how hot and tight she was, how she was a slut for bending over and taking a cock up her ass in public, how we could me caught at any second. Her fingers were a blur on her clit as she pushed herself deeper into the orgasmic frenzy that was building. Soon I was fucking her arse at a brisk pace while talking dirty to her, pulling her hai back, wrapping my hands around her throat. Her orgasm hit like a freight train, and I doubt she even tried to stifle her screams as they echoed through the parking garage. I have no doubt that someone must have heard us.

I stopped my plowing into her to let her orgasm complete itself. She looked over her shoulder and told me to "rape her ass" till I cum. Hearing something that terrible and that filthy come out of a lovely young girls mouth should appall me, but it did not, it excited me beyond belief. I fucked her with power of a jackhammer slamming my cock into her asshole briging myself closer to finishing. I was almost to the edge when she slipped her hand back between her legs and reached up to caress mb nuts. Without stopping there, her finger slid back to find my asshole and she gently applied pressure to me. I lost it. I came like a fire hydrant, screaming obcenities at the top of my lungs as I filled her bowels with my cum, her finger stroking the pucker of my asshole madly. It was one of the top 5 orgasms of all time and I came almost more than I ever had before. After I softened and pulled out leaving her ass gaped a little we got dressed, her mildly complaining about having wet legging to wear now. I dropped her off and she kisses me and thanked me. I saw her a few more times and we had some fun, but she met a guy that she wanted a relationship with so we stopped seeing each other. That's my story, hope y'all enjoyed it.