The Anal Lovers (Vintage Erotic Novel) - Anju Quewea - ebook
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This is a Vintage Erotic, Adult Novel... Full of sexual adventures... Involving a sexy and Seductive girl... Full of Sex, Surprises and Unusual Naughty Twists.

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The Anal Lovers

CHAPTER ONEAnd Still Be a Virgin"They told me that you wanted to know how, and why, I got involved in this anal cult thing. Well, really, it was all an accident, and one that I'm very happy about, now."The first time I went to one of their affairs, or actually was brought to it, I certainly wasn't very happy about it, but later, when I had a chance to think, I realized that the whole thing was perfect for me."Before joining The Cult, that's what we call it, 'The Cult,' I was really mixed up and in trouble, sexually. You see, I was a twenty-five-year-old virgin, and was intent on staying a virgin until I got married. The trouble was, my intentions regarding staying a virgin were strictly mental; my physical side had a completely different set of ideas."I know that the modern morality and woman's lib say that it's all right for a woman to have sex while she's still single, and that with the advent of the pill and IUD and all that there's very little chance of a girl becoming pregnant unless she wants to, but I was the storybook 'old-fashioned girl,' and I actually believed that it was important that the man I married found me to be a virgin on our wedding night. For that matter, I still do."I was working in an insurance office then, and I've got to admit that I wasn't having much fun. Oh, when I first started work there I had plenty of dates, but when the salesmen found out that I wasn't interested in going to bed with them, under any circumstances,'my popularity made a great leap into oblivion. At that, some of the more persistent ones tried three or four times to get me into bed, with dinners and shows and dancing and the whole works, but when they found out that I meant it, that I was demanding a license before giving up what they were after, they ran, not walked, to the nearest exit. At times it was really funny to watch them trying to avoid making a second date with me."None of them interested me, though. Not for marriage, anyway. There were a couple that I really enjoyed going out with; we had a lot of fun on dates, but since the date ended just when they thought it should be starting, they soon stopped taking me out, and the evenings started getting longer and longer."Then William came to work in the office. William, not Bill. He was very insistent about that. At the time he seemed to be completely different from any of the other men working there. For one thing, he didn't, in three long months, make a single pass at me. He'd stop and talk, and occasionally buy me a cup of coffee, but that was it."Another thing that made him totally different from the other guys, both in the office and out, was that he didn't play any of the little sex innuendo games that all the other guys play. When we talked, it was about music, or current events, or shows. None of the little double-meaning stuff that most guys seem to think turns a girl on."Like I said, William had been working in the office for three months before he attempted any sort of a pass at me, and then the pass, if it can be called that, was just an invitation to lunch. It was another two months before he got around to asking me out for dinner and a show."William seemed like such a nice guy that I figured I was safe with him, so I had several drinks with dinner, and by the time we got to the show I was feeling pretty good, you know what I mean? Sort of giggly and silly, and I was beginning to realize that I really liked William. Liked him as something more than just a friend."He lived up to what I expected of him, and during the show he didn't even put his arm around me, or tried to kiss me, or feel me up, or anything like that. He just sat there and watched the movie, gently holding my hand."After the show William asked me if I'd care to go with him to a late party some friends of his were having, and since there was no work the next day, I agreed, without the slightest thought that there might be anything funny about the invitation."The house he took me to was a fairly large one, off in a pretty exclusive residential district. I hope you don't mind, but I'm not going to tell you exactly which one."Anyway, we went in, William just walked right in without knocking or anything, and I saw in the dim light inside that there were several couples there, most of them dancing, but some sitting around the big living room on small couches. The light wasn't good enough to show exactly what they were doing, but it appeared that they were simply necking."As soon as we got there William asked me if I wanted to dance. He seemed surprised when I said yes, and I found out that he was an excellent dancer. Pretty soon, though, he suggested a drink, and again I agreed."He left for a minute, then returned with two drinks, which we took over to an unoccupied couch. The drink turned out to be a pretty strong one, and it, combined with the happy evening I'd already had, put me in a relaxed and positively ecstatic mood. I sort of slouched back on the soft velvet of the couch, with William's arm draped lightly around my shoulder, and let my mind relax. I have to admit that, this being our first date, I had been a little more tense than I may have described, but the drinks, the soft music, the dancing, and, most of all, William's exemplary behavior, had completely lowered my guard."I don't know just how long we simply sat there quietly, but it must have been at least ten minutes. Then, without him making any sudden movements, I felt William's hand coming up to my cheek, turning my face to his. It was the most natural thing in the world for me to tilt my head back, raising my face for his kiss. A kiss that brushed across my lips as lightly as a feather's touch."His warm, full lips lingered against mine for several long seconds, then the pressure between us slowly increased and my lips parted of their own accord, giving entrance to his searching tongue."It was as if some sort of burning need had suddenly been set off in both of us. The hand , resting on my cheek moved around to the back of my head, pulling my face tight against his as our lips ground together, tongues flashing in and out, mine spearing into his mouth, tasting across the smooth ridge of his teeth, pressing against the slight roughness of his tongue, then retreating as his chased it into my mouth. It felt wonderful, completely bypassing my conscious thoughts. I was totally in the grip of my female emotions."The kiss was so long and so beautiful, so completely filling for my emotions, that I hardly noticed it when his hand brushed across my breast, passing, then coming back, resting lightly against it. Even through' the cloth of my blouse and bra I could feel that heat of his hand, and it was a heat that seemed to match the fire building inside my body."Without thinking I turned my body on the couch, facing him, and immediately his finger started working at the buttons of my blouse, freeing them, then going inside to press against my bra. My head seemed to be getting lighter and lighter as his hand moved against me, dropping to run across the skin of my belly, then going around behind me. With a quick, sure motion of his fingers the snap on my bra came apart, and at once his hand was back in front of me, going under the lightly padded cotton to cup my breast in his hot palm."Without understanding what was happening I could feel my breast responding to his touch, the nipple growing and hardening against his palm. The tips of his fingers found the hot, tight little bud, flicking it, pinching it lightly, rubbing it back and forth, setting me on fire."Our deep, searching kiss finally broke, but before I had a chance to recover my wits, to realize consciously what was happening to me, he had bent his neck, dropped his head, and was sending new, even stronger, thrills through my body."His lips ran a thrilling line down the side of my neck, his tongue probing into the hollow at the base of it, drawing little circles of wetness, then moving across to the tender skin of my shoulder. His tongue seemed to be leaving a trail of burning nerve endings behind it as it moved slowly down, across the swelling of my breast, to the sensitive tenderness of my nipple. The slight roughness of his tongue rubbed across it, contrasting with the smoothness of his lips, and I almost screamed with pleasure as his teeth nipped lightly at the puckered, hardened tissue."While he was slowly driving me right out of my mind with his lips on my breast, his hands were still moving, one of them dropping down, between my legs, under my skirt. I felt the soft touch of his fingers running up and down, up and down, in short strokes along the tender skin of the inside of my thighs, just above my knees. For a second I squeezed my legs together, pinning his hand, stopping the motion of his fingers, but then my body took over from my mind again, and my legs spread apart, welcoming his touch."Through a dizzy haze, lost in the exploding power of my emotions, I could feel a wetness growing between my legs, a wetness that I had never felt before with any man. A feeling that had only come to me, infrequently, at night, in my half-waking dreams about my eventual marriage. I knew what that wetness meant, what it was inviting, but I no longer seemed to care. I was completely in the grip of a passion that was stronger than anything I could have imagined. Stronger than any resolutions or intentions."William's hand moved slowly upwards between my legs, unhurrying, matching the slow movements of his tongue, lips, and teeth on my tender nipple. An uncontrollable shudder passed through my body as his hand reached the place where my legs came together, as his finger brushed gently back and forth along the ridges my body made in the nylon cloth of my panties. Little tingles of excitement seemed to be flashing out from the point where his fingers made contact, up through my belly, and into my head, sending flashes of light bouncing off the inside of my closed eyelids."I felt my body beginning to squirm and move on the couch, lifting to press my breast into his mouth, and his hands, his tender fingers, left my crotch to pass under my body, lifting it. I followed the motion, helping him as he bunched my skirt up around my hips, then his hands were back at my breasts, kneading them, pressing them, heating them as his lips again met mine in a deep, crushing kiss."His fingers tweaked at my inflamed nipples, and I felt as though I was starving for oxygen as his tongue probed deep inside my mouth, searching. As if they belonged to someone else, my hands pulled at His back, pulling him closer, then twisted into the hair on the back of his head as I ground my lips against his, lost in that beautiful, fiery kiss."His lips left mine, and I gulped great breaths of welcome air, shuddering through a throat that seemed too constricted to pass the breath in anything except short gasps."William didn't give me a chance to regain my senses or get control of my body. His kisses continued, moving down my body again, across the hollow of my throat, stopping to nip at one nipple, then the other, inflaming them even more."His tongue left a wet trail, a trail that seemed to be burning hot and icy cold at the same time, as it moved across the taut skin of my belly. For the briefest of seconds the tip of his tongue darted into my navel, twisting and turning, exciting my skin beyond belief, then again it was moving downwards, his lips planting little kisses all over my lower stomach, his tongue drawing a line across my body right next to the line of elastic that barred his further progress."William's hands dropped away from my breasts, his fingers hooking in that band of elastic, and as he pulled slowly downward his lips followed the descending line."In seconds he was into the patch of hair growing there, pressing down with his tongue, taking the hair into his mouth, pressing it against his teeth, then pulling lightly on it, sending little shocks of electric pleasure shoot- ing through my nerves. Little goose bumps grew on my flesh, and my hands pressed against the back of his head, urging his head downward without my knowing why. I didn't understand what was happening, I couldn't think of what he was doing, all I could do was twist and squirm in the total rapture of his touch."In seconds, as I became lost in the feeling of his teeth pulling at my hair, he had my panties all the way down, first around my knees, then completely off, his hand pulling them from around my ankles and dropping them to the floor."His palms seemed to be burning with fire as they moved up my legs, fingertips tingling across the backside of my knees, palms cupping the heated backs of my thighs. Then they were under me, lifting me upwards to cup my buttocks, pressing me up off the rough cloth of the couch. Following the light direction of his touch my body slid downward on the couch until I was almost lying down, my legs off the edge, spread slightly, waiting."William didn't make me wait long. His lips brushed again at the insides of my thighs, first one side then the other, moving upward, moving onto flesh that seemed to be melting at his touch.The flashes of fire that were exploding through my body had taken complete control over my mind, and I knew or cared about nothing except the loving touch of his lips, the searching fire of his nerve-teasing tongue."His kisses came up and up, then, as my fingers dug frantically into the back of his head and neck, the tip of his tongue brushed along the hot, wet, waiting slit of my vagina, spreading the lips slightly, making them shiver with anticipation for what was coming next."Never had I imagined that a man's touch could so inflame me. Never had I imagined that there could be such ecstasy in the touch of lips and tongue as this. I felt as if my whole insides were melting, a ball of white-hot fire growing in my stomach, growing larger with each brush of his tongue along the lips of my virgin vagina."When I thought that I could take no more, that I was going to break apart in millions of flaming fragments, he showed me that there were sensations that I hadn't even imagined, feelings that I didn't think the human body was capable of. His tongue made one final pass upward along my slit, then the tip of it probed at the hard, protruding nub of my clitoris, flicking it back and forth, pressing around it, pushing down on it. Without conscious volition my hips pressed upward as my hands thrust down on his head, pressing his face tight against me, begging for even more of that burning touch."His tongue drew a fiery trail across my clitoris, right up the wet path behind it, and plunged deep into my vagina, the tip twisting and turning, a little loving hook sensitizing every last inch of my inner flesh. His hands were squeezing tightly the flesh of my buttocks as his tongue probed deep, flashing in and out. There was no hymen to stop his probing, despite my virginity. I had lost it years before horseback riding. There were no obstacles to his searching, loving, tender tongue."As that loving tongue flashed in and out of me my hips began to jerk in perfect time, thrusting up against his face, begging for a deeper and deeper touch from that tender love-tool that he was caressing my insides with so tenderly."Then, suddenly, his lips were back at my still hard nipples, and through a red haze of passion I heard the soft sliding sound of a zipper being pulled, then felt the unbelievable heat of his rock-hard penis pressing against the flesh of my leg. As his body moved on top of mine that swollen tool dragged across my leg, leaving behind it a small trail of icy-cold wetness, a little drop of it running down the inside of my thigh."His lips were once again pressed against mine, his tongue buried deep within my mouth, and I could taste the warm heat, the salty taste and musky smell, of my vagina on his lips and in his mouth. The cloth of his slacks scraped against the skin of my legs as he slipped between them, and the icy shock of his belt buckle pressing against my stomach was almost too much to bear."As if every nerve ending in my body was su-persensitized, I could feel the velvety soft tex- ture of the head of his penis as it moved up the inside of my leg, pushing the hair out of the way as it sought the lips of my waiting, begging vagina. The rounded tip slid back and forth, pressing lightly forward, searching, and then it found my opening, spreading the lips slightly."William pushed forward slowly, sliding the head into me, easing it in until I could feel the ridge at the back of the head passing the lips, my tender skin folding in behind it, gripping tightly around the hardness of his shaft. Somewhere, in a detached, unconnected part of my mind, I realized that he was being very gentle, going very slow, not wanting to hurt me with a sudden thrust, waiting to bring me to the very height of passion before entering me completely."Before entering me completely! With an emotional wrench that almost tore me apart my mind suddenly came back into control of my body as I realized what was happening. The shock was like a sudden immersion in ice-cold water, and without thinking I pushed at William's chest, fighting to move my body back on the couch, away from his probing prick." 'No. NO! Please stop! I can't.'"There was a small gasp of pain from William as his body, still thrusting forward, not yet grasping that I had pulled away from him, buried his tender penis into the rough cloth between two of the couch cushions." 'What the hell do you mean, stop?' he gasped. "There's no way we're going to stop now, baby.'"I tried to fight him off, wrestling with him, twisting and turning under his weight, but it seemed to do no good. In desperation I brought one knee up between his legs, and although I didn't do the damage I intended, my blow did cause him to rear back away from me, and when he did I lunged forward, trying to get out from under him. It didn't work."Instead of escaping, our combined sudden movements sent the couch crashing over backwards, rolling both of us to the floor. Somehow, by some chance I don't understand, I ended up lying on my stomach, my face pressed against the carpet, with William on top of me, his hands under me, cupping my breasts in his palms."The fall had knocked the breath out of me, and for long minutes I couldn't move. Before I had a chance to do anything more about getting William off me, about ending this event which had almost cost me what I was determined to keep, his lips were at the back of my neck, under my hair, kissing, touching, running his tongue lightly across the skin. I twisted my head in an attempt to escape his touch, but that only brought my ear into his range, and immediately his tongue plunged into it, his breath following, again sending those fires of sexual excitement crashing through my body."His hands gently squeezed my breasts as his legs spread mine apart, his still out-thrust penis sliding into the cleft between my buttocks, pushing downwards into the hair between my legs. I began to fight him again, fighting also the emotions that were flooding through my body at his touch, as the head of his penis once again touched my opening, inflaming the lips of my vagina with the heat of his passion."The burst of energy which had thrown us off the couch must have drained my reserves, because I could again feel an irresistible passion taking charge of my body as my struggles became less and less effective against his touch. My mind was still working, though, and I was sure that this time his prodding penis was going to move deep into my vagina."That, as I learned later, was not his intention, though. He rubbed the head of it against my wet lips for a few seconds, then I felt it sliding back, into the crack between my cheeks. -"His hands pulled out from under my breasts, giving them one last squeeze, and came down to my hips, lifting me, bending me at the waist as his knees came up between my thighs, spreading my legs wide. I felt the head of his penis pressing in against me, shifting around as if searching for a specific target, the wetness of William's lubrication and the juice picked up from my own vagina coating the inside of my buttocks with a slippery-cold mixture."Then, with a suddenness that took my breath away, the head of it was pressing against my anus, seeking entrance to me there. It was as though an electric shock passed through my body, and then the tearing pain as he shoved himself into me seemed to split my body apart. Only the moisture he had picked up from my vagina, lubricating his entrance, kept the pain down to the point where I was able to keep my consciousness. Still, the pain washed a red haze over my mind and I heard myself crying out for him to stop before he tore me in half."William pushed harder and harder, sliding that massive piece of flesh into me, deeper and deeper until I could feel his scrotum bouncing against the opening of my vagina, the hair on it tickling me and sending fresh thrills of passion into my body to mix with the red fire of the pain I was feeling. He was finally in all the way, his penis buried full length inside my rectum, and again I felt his lips at the back of my neck, kissing me, his tongue drawing little lines of wetness across my skin."His hands, still clutching my hips, lifted me higher, then one of them went under me, between my legs, a finger sliding into my vagina, plunging deep, then coming out and forward to touch softly the nub of my clitoris."A flash of shuddering sexuality flooded through my body, and once again that ball of fire that had been growing in my belly started to pulse with life. I completely forgot about the pain as his finger worked back and forth around that little button of exquisitely sensi- tive flesh, every so often plunging deep inside my vagina again, then pulling slowly out to return to my clitoris. Slowly his penis began to slide out of my rectum, and when I could feel the head of it just inside the tight circle of my anus he began to move it forward again, beginning a pumping motion that my body matched without conscious thought."In seconds it seemed that floods of nerve-charring fire were tiding through my shaking body. My head, which I had been shaking from side to side, trying to shake the fog of emotion loose, went down onto the carpet, supporting my weight as my hands went back of their own accord, spreading wide my buttocks with feverishly grasping fingers, spreading myself wide for his thrusts. He pumped against me harder and harder, faster and faster, as his busy finger tortured the nub of my clitoris, chasing it as it disappeared into my body, a body which was tensing up, locking to rigidity as that ball of fire in my belly moved downward, down toward my vanished clitoral nub, down to an outward explosion that I knew was only seconds away."I heard his ragged gasping and a harsh cry from behind me, then a burning hot flood of fluid washed against the walls of my rectum, the spurting stream matched by a tearing jerking of William's organ as he buried it deep inside me with a slamming thrust that almost flattened me on the carpet, a spurting stream and slamming thrust that set off my own or- gasm, the first I had ever received from a man. It was an orgasm that tore through my body like a stunning shock of electricity, setting every nerve to screaming and jumping, locking every muscle in a cramp that almost made me double up with the pleasure/pain it poured through me. My body slammed back against William, trying to drive more and more of him into my demanding body, and a flood of wetness poured from my vagina, out around his still pumping finger."Minutes that seemed like hours later I felt my body beginning to relax, my muscles loosening up as the tides of passion slowed their thundering through my body. Exhaustion seemed to clamp down over my mind and body like a dark shroud, and I fell forward on the carpet, unable to move. For long minutes I fought to get my breath back, to get oxygen into my lungs, and it was as though it was happening to someone else when I felt William's rapidly softening penis withdrawing from my rectum, the head passing through the tight sphincter of my anus with an audible pop.