ANAL DESIRES

This is a story about my new life as a sex toy. Life up to this point wasn’t going all that good for me. For years, I had been in and out of relationships with different women. Nothing ever seemed to work out. We’d have wonderful sex. But nothing ended up permanent I was getting to the point where I figured it was time to make a change. So I decided to start over. I moved several miles from where I had always called home. A new beginning if you will. I found a nice house out in the country. Nice yard with a partial fence around it. After settling in, finding a new job and all. My day to day life was taking shape. I was cautious about who I made friends with.

Didn’t want to fall into the same crowd as before. I wanted something different. But really didn’t know what this would be. So, I did spend much of my time alone at home. But, this was alright with me. You see. I love to masturbate and fanaticize about different women and the many sexual desires that we humans have. Some more than others. Being left alone meant for many uninterrupted hours of milking my rod dry. I had always been interested in anal stimulation. When I was a teenager. I explored anal play. But never had excess to the proper items I needed to do it right.

So those early years were the fountain of my lust for anal play. But now as I got older. And with the help of the Internet. The world is at my fingertips. Over the last few years. I have gotten a few different toys to play with. So my ass has definitely been getting the attention that it deserves. In case you’re wondering, my name is Dan. I’m in my late thirties, 5 ft – 4in. So a little on the short side. But I’m built like a wrestler. In college, everybody thought I was a wrestler. But I was not. But I do remember that a few women always commented on they liked my “tight little buns.”

Back to my story. After another long workweek. It was finally Saturaday. I thought to myself as I woke up in the morning. “This is awesome! Have the whole day to myself. It will just be me and my dildos.” It was mid August. So it was another hot summer day. So something light and cool to wear was the ticket. That is if I decided to leave the house. Before the first pot of coffee was ready. My mind was already thinking about sex. I reached down and begin playing with my penis. Thoughts starting racing through my mind. As my hand stroked my cock with it’s usual precision.

My collection of toys were sitting in the corner. Just begging to be used. One after the other. I thought “man, I hope I have enough lube to make it through the day.” As I laid there on the couch, with my one hand in auto pilot messaging my cock. I started thinking about my sex life. You see, I had only been with women. But I also enjoyed anal sex as well. But, the gay scene was not for me. I always wondered what it would be like to have a real cock in my ass. I had sometimes even considered visiting a gay bar. Just to see if I could “get lucky.” But always chickened out. Because I didn’t want word to get out that I was seen in a place like that. The world can get pretty small when you least want it to. If you know what I mean. I had from time to time watched gay porn on the internet. I love the fucking part. But the thought of all the kissing and other acts that go along with it. Well, just turned me off. Some of you might call me narrow minded. But the fact is. That’s how I feel. So,,,, I just kept fantasizing about having sex with different partners. As I kept stroking my cock thinking about which dildo I was going to lube up first to get my day off to a good start.
About that time, I noticed the mailman deposit my mail into the mailbox. “Damn,” I thought. I was expecting an important letter. I suppose I’d better put on a little something and go get the mail outside. So I found some shorts, no shirt and got the mail. Searching through the letters. I noticed the mailman had left me someone else’s mail. One letter. I looked at the address. I thought, “this must be the next house down the road.” You see, there are just a small amount of houses along the road I live. The next house down was only about an 1/8 of a mile from me. But since I hadn’t lived here that long. I hadn’t meet any of these folks. Never before had an excuse to do so. Plus, I am a little on the shy side. So I’m not one to just go up and introduce myself for no reason. This letter was addressed to someone named Beth. I figured it was only right to made sure this letter go to it’s proper owner. Being only 1/8 of a mile down the road. I decided to walk. As I approached the driveway, I checked to make sure the addresses matched up. They did. I noticed there was only one car in the driveway. I walked up to the door, and nervously rang the doorbell. Being shy, and not knowing who would answer the door. Well, made me wonder if I was doing the right thing. I started thinking, “maybe I should have just left this letter in the mailbox and called it good.” About that time, the sound of barking dog could be heard. Coming from inside the house. “Good, I thought, at least he won’t be coming around the corner of the house. Just to bite me or something.” And he sounded like a fairly big dog too. It was definitely not a Poodle. Then I heard a voice yell at the dog to settle down. Then the door opened. There before my eyes stood a woman. A very nice looking lady. About 6ft- 2. Definitely taller than me. Since I had already started the morning in a horny state of mind. Naturally, I had to check out her figure. Maybe she would be my new fantasy for the day when I got home. She had blonde hair, came down a little below her shoulders. And nicely done. Next, I sized up her breasts. She was wearing a low cut, tight fitting shirt that didn’t even cover her belly button. Her breasts were the perfect size. Not to big, and not to small. Perfect, and they looked very firm. Looking down further. She had long sexy legs, sporting a mini skirt on top to them.

“Wow! I thought to myself.” She is definitely going to be my “fuck fantasy” for today. I at that point, all I could think about was getting back home so I could masturbate and think about my newly founded neighbor. I think I must have even gotten a little red in the face. Thinking she could maybe read my mind or something. Because I think I was a little obvious when I was sizing her up. My next thought was, “I wonder if she’s got a nice pussy hiding under that mini skirt?”
Just then, she brought me out of my quick little fantasy and said. “Hi, how can I help you?” Her voice wasn’t what I expected. A little on the deep side. Not the typical sexy woman’s voice a person would expect. I explained to her that our mailman had left a letter addressed to her in my mailbox by mistake. And I was here just to make things right. She said, “Well, isn’t that neighborly of you, how sweet. It’s nice to know there’s still some decently in the world.” Then we introduced ourselves. The usual thing. My name is Dan, her name is Beth etc., etc. Her dog didn’t go unnoticed by me either. He sounded pretty mean when I rang the doorbell. This whole time, he just sat there at attention beside her. Didn’t move an inch. He looked to be about 85-90 lbs. A mixed breed.

Maybe German Shepherd crossed with maybe a little Lab and something else. Kind of hard to tell. He looked like a pretty “sturdy” dog none the less. Beth then looked at me and said, “boy, sure is hot outside today isn’t it.” I said, “yes it is.” That’s when I realized I hadn’t put on a shirt before I left home. I then apologized for not wearing the proper attire. Beth didn’t seem to mind one bit. She said, “I don’t blame you, with this heat, I wouldn’t wear a top either if I could get away with it.” I then thought to myself, well, nobody’s stopping you.