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The Incident with Pollyanna  -  MW oral anal reluc

Let's call her Pollyanna.  That's not her real name of course,
but sometimes I like to look back and remember her that way.  A
woman of intelligence and power, Polly commands the respect of
her community.  She is a dynamo of activity and organization on
any given day.  She's also a manager, writer, organizer,
supervisor, teacher and leader.  Unlike some of the Subs I've
read about, Pollyanna is bright, articulate and intelligent.

I finally got to meet Pollyanna eight months ago when I was on a
trip back East.  Now let me make something perfectly clear here.
Polly was not a fashion model or a beauty queen.  She wasn't the
`knock `em dead' raving beauty that so many of the writers today
claim to have met.  Instead she was what I term a `real' woman. 
Yes, she carried a few extra pounds, (don't we all?), but what
Polly did have was the best attitude and the most beautiful smile
that I have ever come across.  She could look into your eyes and
it felt like she was looking right into your soul.  When she saw
someone she liked her face would light up, and, it seemed, so
would the room around her.  The world was a better place when
Pollyanna smiled, at least as far as I could tell.

We had met online and chatted with one another many times.  I had
always sensed that there was something special in this lady and I
wanted to know more about her but her career and her personal
life was far divergent from mine so I never felt we would meet. 
Then two years ago I retired from the airline I was flying for
and took a job as a corporate pilot flying a twin engine
Beechcraft KingAir and hauling executives all over the country. 
One day after I'd been there about 14 months, I was assigned to
fly the CEO and his party to a large city near the eastern
seaboard.  As I was flight planning for the trip I realized that
this would put me less than 100 miles from the lady I chatted
with so many times on the computer.  I quickly logged on and sent
Pollyanna a note saying I MIGHT be in the area and was she free
to have dinner with me IF I could make it?

The flight was uneventful (the very best kind!) and we landed
ahead of schedule.  The boss said he would be there at least
three days and maybe four.  Since this was early Friday evening,
I was told to be back at the airport and ready to pick them up
the next Tuesday morning by 9 AM.  I quickly called back to our
corporate offices and told the scheduler the situation.  He said
that it was cheaper for the company to have me stay there rather
than fly all the way back and then return next Monday or Tuesday.
 I, in turn, suggested that I could fly up to a field where an
old friend of mine from the military lived about 65 miles away
and park the plane there at no charge.  Since this would also
save the company some money, both in aircraft parking and hotel
bills, he was quick to agree.

I called my friend and got permission to land and park in his
hangar.  He also volunteered his extra car for me to use if I
wanted to do any sightseeing.  This I quickly accepted but failed
to mention the only sight I wanted to see was less than an hour
away from his home and airport.

When I called Pollyanna after I landed she was excited and
pleased to hear from me.  She assured me that she definitely was
free for dinner and was starved so would I please hurry.  She
said she had to grab a shower and she'd be ready when I arrived.
My trip was short and quick and in no time I was standing at her
door.  She answered my knock and for the very first time I
actually laid eyes on this wonderful lady.  The key word here is
`eyes'.  The first thing you notice about her is the sparkle in
her beautiful eyes as they dance merrily.  Then the large winter
coat that was wrapped around her full figure.  I will admit
though that my eyes did stray and come to rest on her marvelous
cleavage and those warm soft mounds of flesh that were partially
visible inside the overcoat.

As my eyes returned to hers I saw her blush and knew that she had
seen my stare.  She invited me in and informed me that she was
running a little late.  She had just gotten out of the shower
when I knocked and had thrown on the coat to come to the door. 
She still had to dry her hair and get her make-up on.  As I
followed her thru her house and to the door of the bathroom, I
quietly slipped the present I had brought her onto her kitchen
countertop.  I knew of her love for crème liquors and had stopped
to pick one up as a special gift.  I was pleasantly surprised
when she entered the bathroom and removed the coat without
closing the door.  Her smile was a little nervous at doing this
so soon as if she was afraid it would give me the wrong
impression, but her eyes watched me and spoke of trust and love
as only a true Submissive's can.

I won't bore you with the details of dinner.  Suffice it to say
that we talked about everything.  By the time the meal was done
and the wine was flowing, we were discussing more personal
things.  As I drove back to Pollyanna's house I noticed her
looking at me in a way that I hoped meant a great weekend was
forthcoming!  We walked up onto the old porch and I stopped to
give her one more chance to bid me goodnight and send me on my
way.  Instead she unlocked the door and we entered her home
without another word.  As she closed and locked the door behind
us my heart skipped a beat and I walked back over to face her.  I
stared into those eyes and slowly leaned down to kiss her warm
passionate lips.  My kiss was returned with interest and I soon
had one hand sliding down the outside of the back of her blouse
to the small of her back.  As I kissed her lips my fingers played
a symphony on her spine and danced along her back.

Her arms both went around my neck and her kiss became an
invitation.  I slowly pulled away long enough to look her in the
eyes and ask, "Are you sure this is what you want?"  Her answer
was to lean into my chest and kiss me again.

At this point I knew that this was going to be a dream come true.
 I kissed this lovely woman back with a passion and that passion
was fanning the fire that was quickly building in my loins.  My
hands found the strap of her bra through the fabric of her blouse
and began working the clasps.  As my fingers deftly unhooked the
bra I felt her melt into my arms even more.  This woman knew what
she wanted and I knew that I was about to experience something
wonderful and very special.

With a shy smile Polly pulled away slightly and lifted her blouse
over her head.  Next the bra slipped from her shoulders freeing
those wonderful large breasts with their firm nipples.  The shy
smile continued as she took my hand and led me off to her
bedroom.  There she quickly removed her skirt and stood before me
with only her panties on to hide her womanhood.  I knew from our
conversations, both online and on the phone, that she was timid
about her body.  She felt she wasn't pretty enough, that she was
too fat and that no man would want her.  Boy I have to tell you;
all I could think about was how lucky I was and how much I wanted
to show her she was wrong.

As I stepped in to kiss her again I felt her hands start to reach
between us and unhook my belt.  Soon she had my zipper down and a
soft warm hand was sliding carefully into my pants.  My
excitement was obvious to say the least.  That hand found my
shaft and long soft fingers wrapped themselves around the length
of it.  As my pants slipped to the floor I released her and
unbuttoned my shirt, which I let fall to the floor.

My hands were now able to explore her beautiful body.  The soft
mounds of her breasts felt absolutely wonderful as my fingers ran
over them and squeezed their warm flesh.  A soft sigh escaped her
lips as I pinched and twisted her dark brown nipples and helped
them grow even larger.  Polly's eyes were closed now and she was
standing perfectly still as my hands continued to abuse that soft
flesh.  Without waiting I leaned down and took one nipple in my
mouth while I rolled the other one back and forth in my
fingertips.  I could feel her heartbeat increase and knew that
she was liking this attention.  With my left hand on her right
nipple and my mouth on the left one, I let my right hand trail
down her tummy and across the front of her panties.  The heat
there was exciting but I knew there was more.  My hand moved
gently around the back and again starting dancing along her
spine.  Not hard now but softly and gently accentuating the
sensations I was inflicting on her breasts.  The hand would
travel around her back, down her spine and around to the front
again.

On one of those trips the fingers encountered a very wet area in
the front of the panties.  Without stopping my gentle assault on
her breasts, I carefully slipped one side and then the other of
her silk panties down until they slid below her knees.  Then I
pushed them to the floor as I carefully backed her up to the foot
of her own bed and turned her around.

Pollyanna was and is a true Sub.  Without releasing my hard cock
she slowly lowered herself to a kneeling position in front of me.
 Her back was straight and her head slightly lowered as she
stared at the hard piece of man-meat in her right hand.  I
noticed her tongue slip out and wet her lips as I took a half
step forward.  Her mouth opened and quickly engulfed the head of
my throbbing member.  Pollyanna was an experienced cock sucker
who loved her work.  Her warm soft lips closed over my manhood
and began to move up and down the shaft while her tongue moved
about underneath and explored all along the bottom of my shaft. 
Polly never looked up.  With here eyes closed, she now had both
hands on me.  One hand was holding my balls gently as her
wonderful mouth worked on my hardness.  She used the other hand
to reach around my waist and push or pull my back so that my hips
were moving forward and back in time with her head as it bobbed
up and down.  In no time at all I could feel the heat rising in
my loins and I was fighting to maintain my control so I didn't
blow too soon in her marvelous mouth.

Polly sensed my attempt at control and redoubled her efforts. 
She was determined to have my seed.  On one trip down my shaft I
felt the head of my cock slip past the entrance to her throat. 
The next pass was the same but the third time down, Pollyanna had
her nose in my pubic hair.  As if it was completely natural and
easy, Pollyanna was deep throating me.  Her warm lips would slip
all the way down my shaft and grip my erection as her head raised
back up again.  A half a second later she was sliding back down
with my hard meat going all the way into her throat.  Then her
lips would close and she'd repeat the process.

I was in heaven.  Just when I thought it didn't get any better,
she pushed my hardness all the way into her throat and held it
there.  Then her soft tongue slipped out and she started
caressing my balls with her tongue while my cock was planted deep
in her throat!  That was it.  I couldn't stand any more.  The
heat that had been simmering and rising in my body turned into a
volcano.  My hot molten lava streamed up the tube racing from my
balls up the shaft and leaping out into her mouth and throat. 
She sensed the flow as it started and bobbed her head up and down
to help it while never letting my throbbing cock slip from her
throat.  I felt like I had exploded inside.  I shot one hot load
of man-juice deep into her pulsing throat followed quickly by two
more.  As my third load slid down her throat, Pollyanna pulled
back and tightened her lips around my shaft.  I knew she had to
breathe and forced myself not to grab her beautiful hair and
drive myself back down her throat to that place of awesome warmth
and sensation.

After grabbing a few breaths through her nose and without having
her lips ever leave my cock, she was again in motion.  This time
her mouth was slowly sliding up and down as she licked and
cleaned every inch of my slowly dwindling hardness.  When her
lips finally left my cock and it fell free in the warm air, I
felt like I was now within this wonderful lady's spell.

I had Pollyanna stand and kissed her firmly to show her how much
I had loved what she had done.  Then I used my hands to guide her
body around until she found the bed behind her and melted down
onto it.  She slid up a short distance but was stopped by my
hands on her knees.  Her eyes fluttered open questioningly but
closed as she saw my smile.

Now it was my turn.  My hands slid along the outside of her
thighs to her knees and then to the inside of her calves as I
lowered myself down and kneeled at the foot of the bed..  My
fingers were again at work moving, caressing and playing along
her skin.  To this I added the soft touch of my breath as I
gently leaned forward and inhaled the aroma of this woman.  My
warm breathing left a trail along her thigh and up to her nether
regions where is moved the few tiny hairs above her neatly
trimmed pussy lips.  I sensed her breathing intensify as my lips
found her thigh and my tongue started tracing a path along the
inside of her leg.  Back and forth, up and down first on one leg
and then the other I was carefully worked to build her
excitement.  Her rapid heartbeat and motions told me that I was
indeed getting to her as the tip of my tongue found the top of
her love nest and flicked gently at the small hard nubbin that
was protruding there.  As my hands separated those wonderful
thighs, my tongue probed deeper into the heaven that awaited
there.  Gentle flicks and sharp jabs, followed by swirling
motions and long hard deep probing with my tongue soon had her
wreathing on the bed.  My thumb and forefinger held her open
while my experienced tongue stretched and reached for, but not
quite to, he `G' spot.  The combination was enough to send her
over the top twice in rapid succession.

Before Polly could recover from her second massive orgasm I
climbed on the bed and drove myself fully into her hot wet
cum-box.  She grunted as I drove myself home and then wrapped her
arms around me.  The velvet glove that is her pussy wrapped
itself around my hard cock and immediately started squeezing it
in a rhythmic manner as her after shocks coursed through her
body.  Again I looked into those glorious eyes and saw so many
things there.  Love, trust and longing were there, as well as her
submission and desire.  As I kissed her passionately I began to
thrust in and out of this woman whom I had waited so long to
meet, I knew I was going to have trouble controlling myself and
my orgasm.  Already I felt the need building and the desire to
shoot a huge load of hot man-juice deep into her waiting loins. 
I was determined not to do this until I was sure she was cumming
again too so I worked slowly, concentrating on moving
side-to-side and up and down as well as in and out.  I lifted one
hand off the bed and started to squeeze one of her lovely tits
while I suckled hard on the other one.  The moans that were
escaping her mouth told me that I was on the right track and soon
I felt her hips join with my mine in that age-old rhythm that has
driven men wild since the dawn of time.

Now her feet were back on the bed and she was using them to raise
her hips and meet each of my thrusts with a counter-thrust.  Her
tight pussy would open to allow me access and then squeeze shut
as I tried to withdraw.  The result was a milking motion on my
hard cock that had me ready to cum in a very short time.  As
Polly's head rolled back on the pillow and her breath got shorter
I knew she would soon be on her way to that place that only a
woman can go.  I carefully continued to work on her soft lovely
breasts, first sucking one nipple and then the other while I
drove myself in and out of her hot womanhood.  It soon became
clear that her orgasm was rapidly coming.  With a renewed vigor I
started to drive myself even harder and faster into her tight
cunt.  I raised myself up on both arms to allow her to breathe
and to get better leverage as I drove my hard cock into her with
wild abandon.  Faster.  Harder.  By now the bed was rocking back
and forth and bouncing the headboard off the wall with an awful
thunking sound.  That sound only partially covered the noise of
my hips as they slapped into hers and I drove my hardness deep
into her body.  Just when I knew I couldn't hold out a second
more, I felt Pollyanna start to shake and shudder.  Her pussy
gripped my raging cock like a soft vice and her eyes rolled back
into her head as she shot up the ladder of her climax and burst
through into Nirvana.

As she was reaching her peak I felt the heat of my desire begin
its trip from deep in my loins.  It came racing up through my
throbbing cock and shot out in huge spurts coating the inside of
her womb with hot sticky man-cum.  I held my cock there, deep in
her body and enjoyed the sensations of filling her with my
love-seed.  As we both came sliding back down into reality I felt
that warmth and glow that only comes with total satisfaction.






Day two:  Saturday

Pollyanna woke to a pleasant surprise.  I had made us both a
breakfast of crisp bacon, eggs over easy, toast, juice and, of
course, lots of coffee and had it ready when she woke up.  Since
we had never made it to our dinner date last night and had barely
had to energy to shower before collapsing in bed, we were both
famished by now and ate hungrily.

After breakfast we dressed and went out for a ride so she could
show me around the town.  I have to admit that I don't remember
much of what she showed me.  I was too busy just staring at her
and reminiscing about last night.  When we stopped for a late
lunch at a small restaurant where everyone knew her, she
introduced me as a `friend who had stopped for a visit' and
everyone seemed very pleasant.

By 3 PM we were both tired and headed back to her house.  We
decided to watch some TV but there was nothing on we wanted to
see.  Soon we were snuggled up on her bed and she was dosing off
to sleep.

Polly came awake about 7 PM with a start.  At first she couldn't
figure out why she wasn't able to see anything.  Then she tried
to wipe her eyes and found that her hands wouldn't move!  She
quickly realized that her wrists and ankles were securely tied to
the corners of her bed frame and she was lying flat on her back,
blindfolded and helpless in the middle of her own bed.  I watched
her lick her lips and try to decide whether to scream, call out
for help or wait to see what would happen.  The latter seemed to
win out as she visibly calmed herself and waited to see what
would happen next.

Like I've mentioned, Polly is an intelligent woman with smarts
and savvy.  We had talked online several times about some of the
BDSM things that we liked and wanted to try.  In `real life' she
is always in control and smart enough to be both a great leader
and a friend to her employees, but she had said that she liked
being a bedroom Sub/slave.  Now I wanted to see if she would be
willing to take that further and try something new.

I watched the emotions flick across her face as she assessed her
situation.  There was no panic, no screams and no crying.  She
quickly assumed a `wait-and-see' attitude.  With a slight smile I
watched this from the comfort of my chair.  I was slowly spinning
the handle of the small feathered toy I had in my hand.  Careful
not to make a sound, I watched and let Pollyanna stew for some
time.  She didn't know if I was in the room, in the house or
completely gone and I think this was what started getting to her.
 When I had determined her stress level had risen enough, I very
quietly got up and approached the bed.  With just the very tip of
the feather in my hand I started tracing lines along her body. 
Soft, slow gentle motions produced a feeling similar to a large
housefly walking on the skin. This I moved about never working in
the same place for long and being sure that she could not predict
where it would come next.

After about 10 minutes of this I very quietly picked up my whip
that I had waiting on the bedside table.  Now understand that my
whip is not for pain, at least this one isn't.  This is a leather
whip which is made of soft red suede and has about 20 laces. 
These laces now replaced the feather tracing lines around on
Polly's lovely soft skin.  As they moved across her breasts I
noted the hardening of her large areolas and the way her nipples
seemed to jump out with excitement.  Her face and neck were now
included as my attention moved about her helpless form.  As the
tips of the whip slid slowly across the lips of her labia I noted
that her excitement was already evident from the moisture there.


Now I replaced the whip with my fingertips.  Slightly more
pressure but only just enough to touch the skin and heighten
sensations.  Fingers traced paths around her nose and eyes, down
her smooth throat and across her lovely breasts.  Now they worked
their way down along her belly and towards her nether-region. 
Never moving fast but not quite stopping either.  The inside of
her thighs received special attention as I moved in closer and
enjoyed the pleasure/pain that I saw on her face.  Gently I
leaned in and flicked my tongue across her hard nipples.  This
got an immediate reaction as a long gasp escaped her lips.  Using
the very tip of my tongue I traced a line down her tummy and
around the outside edges of her labia.  Careful not to touch the
pussy itself my tongue continued down along her left thigh and
then back up.  This was followed by an identical treatment of her
right thigh.  By now Polly was wreathing and begging.  Her skin
was on fire and her nerves were at the edge.  Desire was evident
in her every move as I worked my magic on her poor body.  She was
begging for me to fuck her, begging for me to put my fingers or
my cock into her, begging for release.

On the next pass my tongue moved across her hot pussy and flicked
the hard exposed nub of her clitoris that protruded there.  Polly
jumped and wreathed some more.  When I did this again I lingered
a few moments and flicked her clit back and forth with my tongue.
 Then, without warning, I stiffened my tongue and drove it deep
into her hot wet box.  In seconds poor Pollyanna was out of
control.  Her senses that had been on fire before were now
running on overload.  Her body bounced and seethed as my tongue
worked inside her and she would have been begging still but she
couldn't catch her breath enough to speak.  In only moments her
orgasm was upon her.  I reached up and softly pinched her nipples
as the flood of emotion and sensations washed over her and she
reeled off in ecstasy leaving a shaking then limp body behind on
the bed in front of me.  I was carefully lapping up every
delicious drop of the wonderful nectar that had been streaming
out of her beautiful cunt.  Slowly, softly I continued to do this
until every drop was gone and she was completely clean.

As her after shocks subsided I watched as this beautiful woman
returned from her first climax of the day and gasped for breath.
Giving her only a few minutes to recover, I started playing with
the engorged lips of her pussy again.  My fingers worked across
the top and then one at a time started to spread her open and
enter her hot wet box.  With two fingers inside her I reached up
and quickly slapped her on the tummy.  The shock of this caused
her to flinch and buck which drove both fingers into her as far
as possible.  These I now bent upward and folded in such a way as
to find her `G' spot.  Now I flexed both fingers back and forth;
sometimes together and sometimes separately.  The result was an
immediate reaction.  Polly's poor pussy started to lubricate even
more with her hot juices and her body was again wreathing about
in the restraints.  Now my fingers were going in and out as well
as moving around inside.  Her body, which had never fully
recovered from the last orgasm, was now well on it's way to
another.

I knew this was going to be a big one.  Polly was taking a long
time this time to build up this time.  I was pretty sure that she
was on her way to a massive climax that would completely take
over and use all of her energy.  I continued my assault on her
tight little cunt with one hand while the other found her nipples
again.  This time I crawled up on the bed alongside her bound
body and started to kiss her panting lips while I regaled her
tight box with my fingers.  As I leaned down and sucked one of
her hard nipples into my mouth rolling it around with my tongue
and chewing ever so softly on the areola under it, I gently and
carefully slipped my smallest finger under her box and began
poking gently into Polly's tight back door.

We had talked before about the one time when a Dom had tried anal
sex with her.  He had pushed her over and jammed his meat into
her virgin asshole with no lube and no preparation whatsoever,
expecting that as a Sub she would simply take this treatment and
do what he wanted.  She had told me how much that had hurt and
how she had cried for hours after that terrible assault.  She had
also thrown him out and never seen him again.  I was determined
to show her that it didn't have to be that way and she could
enjoy being used there too.  At first she tensed up just a little
but then the other sensations that were flooding her senses took
control and she relaxed allowing my finger to slip all the way
into her ass.

During this time I had not let up my attentions on her tight
pussy.  My fingers bent and curled as they drove in and out of
her.  As I felt her orgasm growing and building to its peak
inside of her, I opened my mouth and gave her my first order.

"Cum!" I told her.  "Cum now and cum hard!"

That was all it took.  This was the final straw.  The dam burst
and Pollyanna started gushing out her reply.  I believe she would
have been screaming but her breath was ragged and short.  Her
hips bucked against the invading fingers within her hot wet cunt
and sensation overwhelmed her body.  Polly was shaking and
bucking as her climax peaked out and she slipped over into a
state of mental and emotional bliss.  She had entered that
Nirvana that only a woman can find when she is totally and
completely satiated and satisfied in every way.


Day Three:  Sunday


I was awakened Sunday morning around 9 AM by the smell of hot
coffee and fresh biscuits.  I could here Polly singing to herself
in the kitchen as she shuffled about making our breakfast.  It
struck me as funny when I realized she was singing `Devil Woman',
one of my all-time favorite Marty Robbins songs.  I stayed on the
bed listening quietly for several minutes thinking about this
woman and the way she made me feel.  My little friend was awake
too, with my thoughts affecting him, so I slipped out of the bed
and headed for the shower.

After her huge climax the night before Polly had simply collapsed
and fell into a deep sleep.  I had covered her up as I snuggled
up to her back.  When I finally fell asleep we were cuddled up
like two spoons with my arm over her and my hand holding her
breast.

I noted the damp towel in the bathroom as I turned on the shower
and slipped into the stall.  Obviously Polly had gotten up
earlier than I thought.  My shower didn't take long.  I lathered
up and washed my hair; then I rinsed off quickly and stepped out
onto her shower mat.  Just as I did, I heard the door open and
Pollyanna was standing there with a fresh hot cup of coffee for
me.  I smiled and dropped my towel as I reached for the cup and
her eyebrows went up in mock surprise.  Well what did she expect?
 She's was standing there with a thin, almost sheer nightgown on
with her gorgeous tits sticking straight out at me.  One look and
my little friend was raising his head for a look too!

Polly smiled seductively and said that breakfast was ready.  Then
she turned and walked out letting me glimpse the nicest little
wiggle of her cute ass just before the door slid closed.  That
glimpse and her smile started more ideas spinning around in my
mind.

In no time at all I was dry and heading for the kitchen, coffee
cup in hand.  When I arrived I found that my place was set and a
breakfast with those wonderful biscuits was already on my plate.
Needless to say, I dug in with enthusiasm.  We ate and talked and
laughed.  I loved the twinkle in her eyes when she looked at me
and the way her hair shadowed her face just enough to make her
look beautiful.  Gawd, I was thinking; I'm really beginning to
fall for this lady.  Everything she did was a turn-on to me.

After breakfast Polly started to wash dishes while I worked on my
third cup of coffee.  She was about halfway done when she
suddenly turned around as if she had made up her mind about
something and sat back down across from me.  She sat there and
looked into my eyes for several seconds before saying anything. 
I sensed that this was one of those times when silence, at least
on my part, was golden so I said nothing and stared back into her
face.  Finally she broke the stare and looked down at her hands
in her lap.

"I don't exactly know how to say this," she stammered.

I sat there and said nothing, waiting for her to get up the nerve
to continue.  It seemed like an eternity passed but I'm sure it
was only a minute or two.  Then Polly looked up again, looked
deep into my eyes and said, "I want you to fuck me in my ass."

Now it was my turn to not know what to say.  Lust was already
running through my thoughts as I remembered that cute ass
wiggling in front of me this morning.  Yeah I know some guys
would say it was too big, but I didn't think so.  In fact I
thought it was gorgeous!

Then the other memories came flooding in like a torrent of flood
waters rushing in to ruin everything.  Polly and I had been
writing and talking for several months.  She had told me about
the one and only time that she had had anal sex.  It seems this
creep that called himself a Dom had been having sex with Polly
for awhile.  One day, without warning and without preparation he
had simply bent her over and rammed his hard cock up her virgin
ass.  When she had screamed and begged him to stop, he had only
laughed and continued to use her.  By the time he was done and
pulled out poor Polly was in severe pain and crying.  Luckily she
is a smart woman and saw the writing on the wall.  She never
allowed that fool to get near her again and made sure to pass the
word out on that website that he was no Dom.  She had told me
that she would never let that happen again and would never do
anal sex; at least not for a very long time!  So you can imagine
my surprise and shock when she said this to me.

Polly was still staring into my eyes waiting for some sign from
me.  As my head reeled and my thoughts gathered back into my
skull, I realized just how scared she looked right now.

Without a word I pushed back my chair, got up and walked around
the table to where she was sitting.  I looked down into her
beautiful brown eyes that were so full of emotions right now as
her mind raced with the reality of what she had just offered to
do.  I put out my hand and waited as she took it and stood up.  I
pulled her close to me and held her wonderful body as she shook
ever so slightly for several minutes.  Then she seemed to relax
as if she had made the decision to go through with this no matter
what.  She was definitely one of the bravest women I had ever
met.

A thousand thoughts all try to crowd into my head at once.  Polly
knew how much I liked anal sex.  We had discussed this many times
online and even once or twice on the phone as we talked late into
the night about how she should do this, but what now?  I knew
about her bad experience and I knew she was hoping (praying?
depending on? afraid of?) it happening again.  I thought quickly
about my overnight bag.  Yes there were several condoms in there
and I was pretty sure I still had a tube of anal cream that
desensitizes the skin.  That would be okay if she had some good
lube to go with it.  The problem was getting her to relax enough
to even try this, because I was sure she was scared and nervous.
If she didn't relax then we would have a repeat of her past
experience with Dom X and I most definitely did NOT want that.

All of this and more flashed through my mind as I looked into
Polly's eyes.  Now I saw the trust there.  The fear was there too
and no small amount of trepidation, but I knew she really wanted
to try this.  I wasn't sure if she was doing this for her own
reasons or if she felt like she owed me something for the past 36
hours and wanted to pay a debt.  I only knew that this would be a
one-time, chance-in-a-lifetime shot at something that I had
wanted since I stepped through her front door.

I led Polly back to her bedroom where I started kissing her
again.  She was returning the heat of my kiss two-fold and soon
my little friend was rising up to see what was going on.  I guess
he knew he would be needed and wanted to get ready.  My hands
slid down Polly's back and across her round ass.  Then they
traveled back up her sides with one stopping at the small of her
back to massage the tight muscles there.  The other one continued
up and the fingers slid through her hair pulling her head even
closer to mine as she opened her mouth and our tongues danced
divinely together.

Now my mouth was working its way down along her neck and then to
those two wonderful boobs that I loved so much.  Polly raised her
arms and let her lacy nightgown slip to the floor.  The her hands
were behind my head pulling me closer to her breast as I suckled
and licked on one then the other with abandon.  My hands were
still roaming all over her body, sometimes gently and sometimes
firmly, working to heighten her sensations.

Pollyanna released her kiss and slid slowly down my body kissing
my chest and stomach as she went.  When she arrived on her knees,
her soft fingers wrapped around my manhood and started to caress
it.  She opened her mouth and, using the very tip of her tongue,
began to tease the head of my cock with tiny flicking motions. 
Then her eyes looked up into mine and she slowly and carefully
swallowed my entire length down her throat.  She closed her eyes
and began sliding up and down my shaft using her talented tongue
to lick and move about the underside of my cock while she moved
her head up and down the shaft.  In a very short time she had me
fighting for control so I wouldn't download a huge cum-shot into
her hungry mouth.

At this point, with some regret, I reached down and gently
removed my throbbing member from her mouth.  I helped her stand
up and then laid her down on her back across her own bed in such
a way that I could return the favor.  I started out by licking
and nibbling my way down her body paying extra special attention
to those two wonderful tits that I had grown to love.  I worked
my way down her legs and finally across her hot pussy lips that
were already dripping with desire.  My tongue slid between her
labia and traced circles around the inside before finding the
growing bud of her clit.  I slid that hard nubbin into my mouth
and sucked it gently while my tongue continued to dance about
inside of her.  I was thoroughly enjoying the reactions I was
receiving as Polly arched her back and tried to force even more
of her hot dripping pussy into my mouth.

By this time I knew Polly was really turned on so I carefully
slid one hand around and began using my finger in her pussy. 
When that finger was wet and slippery I would take it down to the
brown puckered hole just below and run the finger around and
around there.  Then back up for some more lube and repeat the
process.  The first time I did this I felt Polly tense up as my
finger worked around her anus, but she soon relaxed and continued
to enjoy the treatment my tongue was giving her hard clit and wet
pussy.  On one trip my finger slipped inside that backdoor and
started to work around inside.  Gently....  Very gently I moved
about, stretching her ever so slightly and getting her to relax
and enjoy the feelings.

By the3 time Pollyanna had gotten over the initial shock and had
relaxed enough to start enjoying the feelings, she was well on
her way to a huge orgasm.  I continued to work my tongue inside
of her sweet tasting cunt while the fingers of one hand pried her
lower lips open to give my tongue even better access.  At the
same time I slipped one hand out from between her legs and
reached across the bed to the night stand.  My hand worked its
way into my case there and extracted the tube of cream that was
near the top.  Without missing a lick I removed the cap and
squeezed a generous portion of the cherry flavored cream onto my
finger.  Then that finger eased back into position and began
applying the cream in and around her tight rosebud with that
finger finding its way deep inside of her ass and working the
cream all around the inside of her opening too.

Now it was time to get her relaxed while the desensitizing cream
worked its magic.  I renewed my oral assault on her pussy and
started licking her with a fervor.  My tongue flicked her clit
and I dove in and drove my tongue deep into her hot box trying
unsuccessfully to reach her cervix inside.  Polly was thrashing
around on the bed now moaning and humping against my face.  Her
hands had come down and she had a hold of my hair pulling me
deeper into her as she wreathed and climbed her way to a
heart-stopping orgasm.  Then it was upon her.  Her legs went
stiff and then flexed as she grabbed my head even tighter and
came hard.  I continued to use my tongue around the inside of her
womanhood doing everything I knew she liked to make this a huge
orgasm.  When her climax finally stopped and she was having those
little `after-shocks' that a woman can have after a really good
orgasm, I slipped out from between her legs and looked up at her.
 Gawd she was beautiful.  There is nothing prettier than a woman
with that glow about her that comes from a experiencing a huge
climax.

I knew I couldn't wait too long.  My little friend was not
interested in waiting either as her danced and throbbed below.

I carefully rolled Pollyanna over onto her stomach and let her
legs slip off the end of the bed.  Her wonderful ass was poised
there in front of me just begging to be fucked.  I knew that
while Pollyanna was still off in Nirvana from the huge climax she
had just had, I had a better chance of getting into her lovely
ass without hurting her.  Quickly I reached into my bag again and
got one of my lubricated condoms.  I was sure this would make me
slipperier and less likely to cause pain as I went in.  With that
on, I lined up behind her and took myself in hand.  Using my hand
to guide my throbbing meat stick, I carefully lined the head up
with the entrance to Polly's almost-virgin asshole.  I pushed
slightly and felt the resistance there as her asshole puckered
and spread trying to accommodate my girth.  That cream must have
been working because I soon felt the head of my dick slip through
and into her dark tunnel without causing her to cry out.  I
stopped long enough to calm myself.  I wanted to drive into this
woman and use her hard and it took all of my willpower not to do
just that.  She knew what was happening and by now the glow and
wonderful feelings of her orgasm were being replaced by the
feeling of fullness as I pushed slightly deeper into her behind.
Slowly and ever so carefully I worked my love-rod deeper into
poor Pollyanna as I felt her butt loosen its tight grip and relax
ever so slightly.  When I bottomed out and felt my pubic hairs
against the cheeks of her ass, I stopped and stayed motionless
for several moments while Polly adjusted to the feeling of my
hard cock deep in her nether region.  Then I pulled back slowly
feeling the exquisite sensation of her asshole gripping my cock
like it didn't want it to leave.  With only the head still
inside, I started back down pushing more and more of myself into
her bottom.  This I repeated at least ten times going as slowly
as I could force myself to do and each time allowing poor Polly
to adjust to the sensations.

After ten (maybe twelve or fifteen?) times I received a wonderful
surprise.  As I was slowly pushing back down into Polly I felt
her raise her hips slightly and push back into me.  Then she
turned her head to one side and asked to go a little faster
please.  I was more than willing to accommodate this desire and I
started to friction in and out of her beautiful ass faster and
then faster still.  I was also feeling her humping up against my
driving pecker as she tried to push her ass up and get my meat
ever deeper into her tight butt.

Now more than ever I wanted to let loose and just fuck her tight
ass without mercy.  And now more than ever I forced myself to
control my speed and not hurt her.  I was so wrapped up in what I
was doing that I didn't hear her at first when she asked me to
cum.  Then she said it again.

"I want you to cum in my ass.  Please cum inside my ass and fill
me with your hot spunk."

That was it.  I couldn't wait anymore.  I started fucking her
beautiful ass for all I was worth.  Pollyanna grunted a couple of
times and shifted her position slightly as I increased my speed
and drove ever harder into her tender brown hole.  I was so close
but I wanted to hold out longer.  I wanted to feel that wonderful
tight sphincter as it opened and closed around my throbbing cock.
 I wanted this ass-fuck to last forever.

My seed was rising up from deep in my balls.  I felt it as it
pushed upward and started its journey and I felt it as it rushed
up my shaft.  Then I felt it as it streamed out of the head and
shot deep into her hot brown tunnel coating the sides with my
cum.  I kept fucking her ass and driving my cock into her as my
need was fulfilled and a second short spurt of man-cum followed
the first into Polly's sore abused ass.

As my orgasm finished and I spun back down to reality, I realized
that Polly was lying there smiling at me.  She hadn't cum or had
any kind of an orgasm; that would be too much to ask from her on
the first time, but she did seem to have enjoyed the anal sex and
that smile told me that she might be willing to do this again
too!

My muscles seemed to give out and I collapsed on the bed
alongside of her with only enough strength to roll over and hold
her in my arms.  In moments I was dozing off.  I vaguely remember
the soft touch of Pollyanna's hand in a washcloth a few minutes
later as she removed the condom and washed me off.

I awoke again just before noon to the sounds of Pollyanna busy at
her computer.  She had a string of songs playing on the computer
`jukebox' and was working humming along to the music.  I noted
that she was dressed this time so I quickly donned my clean
clothes from my overnight bag and walked out into the dining room
where her computer sits.  When she saw me she smiled and asked if
the `old lazy bones' had gotten a nice nap.  I assured her that I
definitely had and I was now famished.  She stopped what she was
doing and said she'd make something right away.  As she got up to
go to the kitchen, I stopped her, wrapped my arms around that
body that had given me such pleasure and smiled at her.  I said
that since we were both dressed, why didn't we just go out?  She
thought that was a marvelous idea and skipped into her bathroom
to brush her hair and add some morning make-up.

While Polly was doing this, I thought about where we should go
for lunch.  I had wanted to take her someplace special but this
didn't seem like the right time for that somehow.  When she came
back into the room a few minutes later she had this wonderful
smile on her face that absolutely melted my heart.  I decided
right then that I would do almost anything for this woman if I
could just keep seeing her somehow.

We headed out in her car with the windows down and the warm
breeze blowing in our faces.  I told her to pick a place and she
surprised me by driving into the local drive-in restaurant.  We
parked away from the other cars and ordered burgers, fries and
cokes like a couple of teenagers.

We talked about everything there in that burger joint parking
lot.  I asked for her feelings about me and was she glad I had
come this weekend.  She smiled in that special way she has and
the twinkle in her eyes gave me my answer before she opened her
mouth.  I also asked her if I had done anything to upset her or
make her afraid.  I was concerned about this since I remembered
becoming quite aggressive a couple of times when I was turned on
and fucking her.  She assured me that I was fine, she was fine
and she had enjoyed being the object of my lust and desires.

As we ate I decided to ask her about something else I needed to
know.  I hedged a little bit but finally came right out and asked
her if she had enjoyed the anal sex.  She confided that she was
pretty nervous about that at first and that she was glad that we
had gotten her so excited and made her cum before we tried it. 
Now she felt that she really didn't mind the anal sex so much and
wasn't nearly as scared of it because we did it that way.  In
fact she thought that maybe we should try it again before I left
for my plane tomorrow!

The rest of the conversation centered around our thoughts and
desires for the future.  Needless to say, we went back to her
house that afternoon and continued where we had left off.  For
the rest of that day and night and into the next morning I spent
every waking minute with lovely Pollyanna in my arms.  We made
love in the kitchen by the stove and in the dining room with her
lying on her table and me standing at the end.  I had her on her
knees in the living room while I watched the Weather Channel that
night.  She sucked and licked and loved my hard cock while I
tried to see what flying would be like Tuesday morning.  Of
course we did it in every position, in every hole and in every
way we could think of in her bed that night.

Day Four:  Monday morning:

Monday morning came around all too soon for me.  I rose and snuck
into the bathroom without waking Polly.  Then I made a quick trip
to the kitchen and started some coffee for us.  When I returned
to the bedroom I stopped for moment and looked down on this lady
that had changed my life so much over the past three days.  She
was asleep with her long hair around her face and the soft smile
of an angel on her lips.

I knew we didn't have a lot of time since she had to get to work
sometime this morning.  I leaned down and kissed her softly.  Her
eyes fluttered open and she smiled up at me with a look that felt
like someone had just turned on the sunshine in my life.  Then
she said, "Good morning darling" with her soft voice that made me
want to melt.  I slipped my arms around her and kissed her as I
held her tight.  Our kiss turned passionate and soon I felt my
desire rising like a volcano in my soul.

I rolled onto the bed beside this lovely lady and took her in my
arms while I continued to kiss her sweet soft lips.  I wanted her
again.  I was fighting it because I knew she needed to get to
work, but I wanted her so bad.  My desire must have been quite
apparent as my little friend rose up to greet her too.  I kissed
her and then started to pull away saying that I knew she needed
to get going or she'd be late for work.  With an impish smile she
asked me what time I had to leave to get back to my plane and
pick up the boss.  I told her that I could leave anytime before
four and I'd be just fine.  Her smile grew even bigger as she
reached over alongside the bed and picked up her phone.  She told
me that her assistant could handle things today and she was just
going to take the day off to see how he would do with out her!

Footnote:  I returned to my friend's house and spent the night
there having a couple of drinks and talking about old times
together.  He noted that I seemed distracted and I told him I was
concerned about the weather for the trip home.  In fact I had
called the weather service and gotten a weather briefing that I
could expect a few clouds and no turbulence at my chosen altitude
going West.  That poor weather briefer had to repeat parts of his
briefing a couple of times because my mind was elsewhere.  The
next morning I did my pre-flight inspection twice to be sure I
hadn't missed anything and chastised myself for not being 100%
into my job.  I used the short flight back to pick up my boss and
his party to become a professional pilot again.

When the boss climbed in and I swung the door closed he asked if
I had a good weekend or was I bored to tears.  I assured him that
my weekend was just fine and I wasn't bored at all.  In fact I
had visited an old friend not too far away and made a new friend
too.  Little did he know just how special that new friend was to
me!


