She got really turned on snapping naughty photos
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We had been dating for a few months and it was incredibly fun. Here I was, under-employed (I was working in a machine shop totally unsure of what I should be doing with my life), 6’2”, 200 lbs, dark hair, green eyes, athletic build, socially awkward (because it is hard to shake being a long-time D&D playing, video gaming, swing dancing, comic book loving nerd). She was beautiful, finishing her last year of under-grad, 5’4”, 100 lbs, chestnut haired, blue eyed, actress and part-time model with a thick ass, full lips, and an insatiable libido. I felt like I was the luckiest man alive. I had met her through a mutual friend a few months earlier — he had a huge crush on her, but he also had a girlfriend… — and we had been dating ever since. In thinking back on that relationship, we didn’t have very much in common, we both just loved to fuck and couldn’t keep our hands off each other.
As important set-up this story I need to talk about the machine shop where I worked. It was a redneck-killjoy of a place to work. Most of my coworkers were lowlife racist scum bags, former convicts, or current drug addicts. I got the job there because the girlfriend I had prior to the one in this story demanded it of me and, being young and dumb, I obliged her. I stayed there because I had no idea what to do with my life. I had taken a few classes at community college, but didn’t see that as a good path for myself at the time. I had worked in a restaurant for a while, but that wasn’t the be-all-end-all. I had no real ambition — I just existed and wanted to have a good laugh whenever I could. So, one day out of the blue, I decided to fuck with my coworkers. I didn’t respect them — they didn’t like me because I really didn’t fit in with their crowd — and it seemed like a fun way to pass the day. My approach was going to be to ask them disturbing questions all day to get in their heads and under their skin. I had done it before with moderate success and I believed, arrogantly, that I could do it again.
I started off my coworker harassment with the guy I was partnered with every day. Walked up to him confidently and asked “Have you ever licked a woman’s asshole?”
“Fuck you, get out of here, no way.” He was always really easy to rile-up. Everything made him mad and he overreacted to the slightest thing. He was both a nightmare and really fun to work with for that reason.
“C’mon? Never? You had to have tasted an asshole before.”
“Fuck off; never!”
I played it straight, but was cracking up on the inside. Another one of our coworkers walked by and I called out the same question to him.
“Ever licked a woman’s asshole?” I was expecting the same sort of gross-out reaction.
“Yeah.” He stopped dead in his tracks, seemed to call back a memory for a moment, then turned back to us and smiled “They love it.”
I was flabbergasted. Shocked. The tables were turned. What the fuck did he just say to me? They love it? What sick… Okay, I need to dig into this and make sure he isn’t messing with me. “Really? You have licked multiple assholes?”
“So many. Too many to count.”
“It’s not sick. It’s life. Gotta please your woman.” He walked away, and I was all sorts of confused. I ran my thoughts by the first coworker and he was as outraged as someone might be about what we had just heard. He stomped off to go wash his hands in defiance of having touched anything that our asshole-licking coworker might have ever touched. The thought rattled around in my head for a while before I decided I needed to learn more. I approached the guy and asked more about his experiences. He told me a few stories and told me it was perfectly normal. I didn’t believe him so I set out on a mission to prove him wrong.
I walked up to one of the other guys in the shop and blurted out my question, “Ever licked a woman’s asshole?”
“I’m married. Of course I have.”
Asked another coworker.
“Yeah, gotta keep things interesting.”
“You haven’t? Ha. Of course.”
Again and again asked damn near every guy in that shop. Anyone over 25 had 100% eaten ass at some point with one exception; one of the operations guys who seemed like he was probably pretty boring in his own right. The other guys about my age said no and were grossed out by the prospect as I had anticipated from everyone, but now I was intrigued. 20+ grown men had just admitted — happily and freely to rimming their wives or girlfriends on multiple occasions. Each one expressed how much those people loved it and I could barely work the rest of the day thinking about it.
That night was date night with the girlfriend. It was a Friday so we went out, had dinner, did something — probably — and then headed back to her parents house to “watch a movie.” During the movie I told her I had to tell her about my crazy day at work. She was intrigued and I was feeling gabby, so I set the stage and laid out the story I just conveyed but with a lot more juicy detail since it was still fresh in my mind. She was grossed out at first, shocked at the responses I got from these guys, concerned that it might be unnatural or unhealthy, but by the end I could see a look in her eye which very clearly reflected “I wonder what it would feel like…”
Well, by this time in our relationship, we had been having sex whenever and however possible. We had taken a lot of naughty photos with my digital camera in her parents living room, her dorm room, my bedroom, the bathtub, her parents beach house, and everywhere in between. It was becoming part of our “thing” together. This night was no exception, so when I pulled out the camera she pulled out my dick and got to sucking. I was standing and she was on her knees in front of me as I snapped the first few photos. She looked up with eyes that pleaded for me to satisfy her desire; at the same time she reached up and began to unbutton my shirt so she could strip me naked right there in the living room. I gave her a hand and took off my shirt and undershirt, she stood up and began to suck on my pierced nipples — I didn’t actually enjoy that, but I wasn’t going to stop her. I pulled her clothes off one piece at a time until we were both standing there bare-assed, rock hard, and dripping wet.
We dove right in with our normal engagement. She would suck and lick at my long, thick, cock or try to fit one of my balls into her mouth while she ran her hand up-and-down the length of me. I put her on the couch, pushed her knees back to her ears, and went to town sucking on her clit and pushing my tongue into her slippery vagina. The whole while we continued to trade the camera back and forth to capture sexy moments and things we thought we would enjoy looking at when we were done. After making her cum with my mouth, but before deciding to escalate things and start to fuck I made a decision. While I still kneeled in front of her, occasionally lapping at her little pink pussy with unfettered lust, I decided to ask her a question.
“Do you want me to lick your asshole?”
“Oh my god, yes.”
That was all I needed to hear. I pushed her back a little farther onto the couch, took the time to snap a photo of her tiny little butt-hole, and then stuck my tongue out and flicked it a little to see what would happen. Her eyes got really wide, her mouth opened slightly, and she moaned deeply. I licked again, still tentative. “Oh fuck.” She squirmed in the way she did when she was about to cum; like she was settling in for something big. I started to treat her ass like it was her clit and she started to buck and squirm all over the place. I gave her little arse everything I had, snapping the occasional ass-eating photo while I did. She snatched the camera out of my hand, grabbed the back of my head, and said “tongue fuck me.” I did. I stuck my little red devil out, made it as hard as I could, and I shoved it into her ass as far as it would go (not that far). I wrapped my arm around her leg and began to flick at her clitoris with my thumb as I ate her ass and she was in heaven. It didn’t take me long to realize we needed to see what else she was going to enjoy with this ass-play experiment. So I brought my other hand up, licked my finger tip, and slowly circled her anus while she whimpered in anticipation. After a few revolutions I spit on her tiny little butt-hole and pushed my finger into her gently. She dropped the camera, grabbed my hair with both hands and opened her mouth like she wanted to say something, but no words were able to come out. I stopped dead in my tracks thinking I had done something wrong.
“More, more, more!!”
So I went back to it, full finger in her ass, licking around it to give her as much sensation as I could, thumbing her clit with my other hand, and staring into her eyes as she watched me vigorously please her. She stopped me after a minute and said it was way more intense than she expected. She wanted more but she needed to breathe. I waited patiently, cock bouncing up and down in excitement as I breathed myself. When she was ready, she turned around, buried her face into the couch cushions, and put her ass up in the air for me. I took a few more photos and then went back in for more. I ran my finger across her slit to get it wet and then slipped it into her from behind. She moaned loud into the couch. I finger fucked her for 20, maybe 30, seconds before she started to cum. Her asshole clamped down on my finger, she slammed her hands into the couch, and she damn near yelled that she was “fucking cumming.” It was a miracle that no one heard her, but it was one of the sexiest orgasms I had ever seen — so I didn’t fucking care if her mom or dad walked downstairs to see me finger fucking their daughter in the ass in that moment. I would have continued to do it proudly! She sat there, quivering, for a few minutes, panting for breath and telling me how amazing it was. More photos for me, what an accomplishment to document. When she recovered, I sidled up to her and placed my fat cock over her ass and asked her if she wanted to try it. She said no, worried I would hurt her, but that she wanted to sometime soon. Then she turned around and took every inch of me into her mouth. I didn’t want head, I wanted to fuck. So I stopped her, picked her up completely, and placed her on the couch. I leaned in and kissed her, then quickly pushed myself inside her. I had intended to do it slowly, teasing her, but she was so wet and I was so turned on, I had no choice but to slam it in. It didn’t take long at all before I needed to bust my nut. I pulled the longest strokes I could, all the way out, all the way in, out, in, tip to base over an over. She nodded approvingly at me and that was that. I pulled out and came all over her stomach and tits. She told me to stand up and then she leaned in and sucked out what didn’t spray all over her and I think I lost my breath. It was intense and beautiful and sexy.
I went home that night and was blown away by the whole experience. I had to stop on the side of the road to jerk off so I wouldn’t be so distracted. When I got home I did the same again, and again. The next morning I sent her an e-mail (like 10 e-mails because file size limitations in the 2000s sucked) with all the photos. I’m glad I did, because I was able to use them as reference for remembering the details of this story. I’ve been looking at them while I write and… wow. They were good photos.