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Subject: "Please Fuck My Poodie" - Part 1 (the story of my "coming out"; more at mesonaked.com)
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"Please Fuck My Poodie" - Part 1
Origin: mesonaked.com
(From a series of sexual poems and stories from the life of Mark
Heffron, a masochistic exhibitionist, available at http://mesonaked.com)
When I was 22 I lived with a friend of mine named Tim. His girl-friend
Terri moved in with us later and shared his bedroom in our 2-bedroom
apartment. I was jealous of them, since I didn't have a girl-friend
then. I'd lie awake at night listening to them having sex in the next
room, wondering if I would ever find a lover, masturbating in my bed
alone. I finally decided to move, hoping this would give me a better
chance of finding my own lover, and left the apartment to the two love-
birds.
Months later Tim stopped by my new place and announced that he and Terri
were splitting up for a while to go out with other people. Tim already
had a new girlfriend, so I figured it was his idea. Being the
adventurous type, he must have been getting bored. Terri had moved in
with a girlfriend of hers near the university.
The next day I stopped over at Terri's new place with two friends of
mine to play cards and cheer her up. Terri seemed pretty sad while we
were there, and when it was time for us to leave, she shocked me by
asking me to spend the night with her. I told her I was glad to.
That was the start of a torrid 4-month sexual affair between us- the
first serious sexual relationship of my life. Terri was very sexually
experienced and taught me a lot of things. She told me about all the
unusual and imaginative things that she and Tim did, like pushing a
knotted silk scarf up his ass and pulling it out when he had an orgasm,
and all the different sexual positions they tried and places they had
sex. Tim liked getting blowjobs so they engaged in oral sex a lot, and
Tim had even fucked Terri's butt. Even I, who had overheard them having
sex so many times, was amazed at the many sexual feats they had
performed, and I was determined to try to do as many of them with Terri
as possible.
We had sex constantly, in every room of her apartment and mine, even in
her roommate's bed. She loved oral sex, so I sucked her vagina a lot,
though it wasn't one of my favorite things. I preferred to suck her anus
and beautiful, soft butt-cheeks, which were sublimely shaped. I tried to
butt-fuck her a couple times but could never get the head of my cock
into her little hole, no matter how hard I tried.
It didn't take long for her to figure me out sexually. She noticed that
I liked her ass, especially her anus, a lot, wanting to sniff and suck
it all the time, and having her sit on my face often when I sucked her
butt. She noticed that when she played with my butt when we fucked that
I got very excited, so she suggested that she spank me one night.
She had me put two pillows under my hips so my bare ass was raised and
proceeded to spank me, softly at first, then harder, as I started
squirming and wiggling my ass in blended pleasure and pain, moaning and
wanting more. She saw my penis was hard and started sucking it as she
spanked me and I had an explosive orgasm after about 5 minutes. "You
really like that, don't you?" she asked, and I had to admit that I did.
From then on she spanked me almost every day, and she also started
sniffing and sucking my anus as I did to her. She was always surprised
at how hairless and smooth my ass was, and speculated that I had a good
dose of estrogen in my system, which she had read lately that men's
bodies also contained. Tim's ass was pretty hairy, he had a lot more
pubic hair, and a much larger cock (she never failed to mention this
occasionally). By deduction I figured that she was telling me that Tim
had a much higher testosterone level than I did, which I never would
have doubted, but I got bothered by her constant talking about Tim when
we were having sex.
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One day she decided to spank me in the morning and wanted to suck my
ass, but I warned her not to because I haden't taken a shower yet and
had just pooped, but Terri always had to have it her way, so she did it
anyways because she knew how much it turned me on. Afterwards, I was
shocked at how stinky her face was when I started kissing her. She
actually started laughing when she saw how red my face was, and went
off, giggling at my embarrassment, to the bathroom to wash her face. I
quickly took a shower and apologized afterward, even though the wasn't
my fault. As usual, I wasn't assertive enough to prevent a potential
problem that would cost me dearly later.
Terri also started sticking her fingers up my ass, which really turned
me on. She would put some K-Y Jelly on one or two fingers and adroitly
fuck my butt with them as I moaned passionately, and writhed and wiggled
my buttocks with pleasure. It got to the point where I would have an
orgasm in less than two minutes of her finger-fucking my ass, and I
started moaning so loudly that once my downstairs neighbor, a guy who
didn't like me very much, banged on the ceiling in annoyance, and I was
mortified to hear him mimicking my high-pitched sexual cries in a
mocking way (he would glare at me every time he saw me, so that I tried
to avoid him as much as possible). Sometimes at night I could hear him
mocking me through the floor and whining "Oooo fuck me... fuck my ass...
Ooo please fuck my butt.. Ooooo please!", in a high falsetto voice. He
scared me, and I'd cover my ears with my pillows until he stopped.
Terri said she liked "how my insides felt" when my enveloping rectum
pulsed in ecstacy against her thrusting fingers during my orgasms. The
more she worked on my ass, the more submissive and devoted I became to
her. She started to order me about a lot and have me do things like suck
her toes and feet as I groveled naked on the floor, and suck her pussy
on my knees with objects stuck up my ass while she spanked my wiggling
buns with a yardstick. She would sit on my face and fuck my mouth with
her pussy and stretch and pull my penis till it was thin as a noodle.
She started putting makeup on me and had me wear her pantyhose and
nylons sometimes when she finger-fucked my anus and spanked me. She
encouraged me to moan more passionately and loudly (at her place) while
approaching orgasm, and trained me to beg and plead for anal pleasure in
higher and higher octaves so that my voice sounded like a young girl's
in perpetual heat. She liked it when I "talked dirty" and evoked a new
kind of "sissy sex talk" out of me, passionate words and phrases I never
imagined I could say or reveal to anyone. She was slowly turning me
inside out and I was exposing all my secret cravings to her in the
throes of a wild sexual abandon- just the opposite roles of those that
most men and women play.
We had playful names for each other's body parts. We called my penis
"Little Marky", and I had many affectionate names for her delightful
butt-cheeks and anus like "My Sweet Penis Pillows" and "Little Stinky
Pinkie". One day while I was tasting her perfectly puckered anus, I
called it her "poodie"- a cross between "poo" and "pussy", so she
started calling my anus my "poodie" too.
When she spanked me or fucked my butt with her fingers or a dildo, I
would wiggle my ass, whine and cry for her in a high-pitched voice which
Terri described as my desperate attempt to "find my inner girl". These
words should have raised a kind of warning flag for me. I would beg her
to "please fuck my poodie" as she spanked me, and plead in an even
louder and higher-pitched voice when she started prying open my anus
with her fingers, and when she started massaging the inner walls of my
rectum I would lose all control of my voice and plead in a desperate
wailing frenzy to be fucked as I approached the thrilling climax of new
kind of orgasm which I now call an "anal orgasm": a wondrous experience
that begins in the rectum and explodes outward through the penis,
buttocks, and rest of the body in pulsing waves of ecstacy. It's a more
all-encompassing and richer experience than a "penis-centered" orgasm,
which primarily functions as a means to ejaculate or jettison the sperm-
laden semen one has stored outward into the world. The anal orgasm can
be rich with very tender feelings of devotion and submission. There is a
moment when you surrender your bottom totally to the one who is fucking
you and waves of bliss spread through your blushing butt: there is an
almost spiritual union that takes place between the "inner sanctum" of
your ass and the cock or other object that has penetrated the depths of
your most secret and private space. The ejaculation that takes place is
two-fold: the outer ejaculation of sperm from the penis, and an inner
ejaculation that seems to rise up the spine and fill the whole body with
a volcanic eruption of liquid joy and ecstacy. The taste of a sweet
elixir comes down like manna from the roof of the mouth. There is a
beautiful, serene sense of oneness with your lover and the world. There
is nothing like it.
Many of the passionate things I would "ejaculate" from my mouth I can't
repeat here; they are too embarrassing to repeat. It was as if I were
possessed and "speaking in tongues" sometimes. My "Sissy Sex Talk" is
what I call it now, outrageous and shameful exclamations I would utter
in the throes of my anal-centered sexual passion: all of the many things
I wanted Terri to do to excite my desperately hungry and insatiable
"poodie".
After two months of our sexual dalliance, Terri mentioned that she was
seeing Tim again occasionally, not for sex, as she reassured me, but
because he needed her. He had broken up with the other girl and was
trying to get Terri back. He had even intentionally crashed his car in a
suicide attempt, she announced rather melodramatically. I had known
about Tim's problems, but my craving for Terri made me overlook them.
Tim had been calling me and visiting my apartment now and then asking
about Terri. I tried to make it sound like we were just friends, but I
know he knew better. Looking back, I can't believe how stupid I was
then, and why I couldn't see what was going to happen.
I now believe that a lot of the ideas that Terri got in the last two
months of our orgiastic relationship actually originated from Tim, who
directed many of our sexual liasons so that he could get Terri to
realize what a pathetic loser I was compared to him. One evening when I
arrived at her apartment, Terri pulled out one of those bulky old VHS
camrecorders that were once so popular and announced that she wanted to
start videotaping our kinky little sex sessions to "play back and enjoy
later". I of course agreed, always eager and excited to to her bidding
when it came to sexual matters. Some of the events we videotaped boggle
my mind today. She started getting kinky ideas "out of the blue", things
that would "spice up our sex life"- "poison" would have been a more apt
word, but rat poison can look like angel-food cake to a starving man,
and I was about as starved for sex as a young man could get.
(to be continued)