Raw Anal Lust

[devoted lilgirl]

I WISH! No, other things have been keeping me busy lately. In fact, I believe I haven't had any sort of spanking or sex other than masturbation (and damned little of that) since last Monday! In other words, a life time ago.

It was good, I dimly recall getting a sore ass and being ass fucked to but I can't be sure. It was far too long ago. *sigh*

Fury

I am deeply in need of some anal intercourse...I can understand where you're coming from...

I have to wait until the 26th when the s/o comes home...I hate waiting...I am an impatient girl.

 

[FurryFury]

I am deeply in need of some anal intercourse...I can understand where you're coming from...

I have to wait until the 26th when the s/o comes home...I hate waiting...I am an impatient girl.

*hugs*

Fury

 

[DVS]

I am deeply in need of some anal intercourse...I can understand where you're coming from...

I have to wait until the 26th when the s/o comes home...I hate waiting...I am an impatient girl.

Impatience makes the ass enjoy it that much more when it happens. The constant waiting...the constant wanting...then, all of the sudden, you're pushed down over a table, lubed up and ridden hard until he's satisfied.

Ah...smoke 'em, if you've got 'em.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

OK, This is the last of the figging installment. Well, at least for now. I always reserve the right to bring things back, later on. I hope you have enjoyed the figging installments. I know I have.


When I pulled that bottle out, it was soaked with Lucy’s sex juices. I think I must have pulled it out just in tine. I leaned over on the desk again, so I could show it to Lucy. I held it up in front of her, and it glistened of silky wetness. “See this bottle, Lucy? Look how happy it is. All wet and oozing sex. You made it very happy. Well, your hot little pussy did.”

Lucy couldn’t keep her eyes on me, or on the bottle. She just groaned at me. Her ass must have really been buzzing. She kept fidgeting, like she’d been drinking too much coffee or something. I knew it wasn’t coffee…it was the “or something”.

“How would you like to get fucked, right now, Lucy?” Holding up the bottle, I said, “What if I were to get right up behind you and grab hold of your wiggling ass and shove my cock into your pussy? Would my cock look like this bottle, do you think?”

Lucy knew I was messing with her mind. She knew it and she didn’t seem to like it much, either. She was trying to ignore me, but I wasn’t going to let her do that. I reached around and pushed on the fig that was in her ass. I gave it just a little shove and turned it about half way, counter clockwise. That got her attention. She jumped and let out a squeal that I could hear quite well, even though her mouth was stuffed with panties.

I got such an interesting response, I did it again. I was pleasantly surprised to see she jumped and squealed again. It was almost like she was wearing the zapper and I pressed the button. That ginger was sure making her asshole sensitive. And that sensitivity made her very responsive to my touch.

I read that ginger was also an aphrodisiac. It causes a chemical reaction in the body that makes the person quite horny. I wasn’t sure that would work, but the way that beer bottle was coated and the way Lucy was acting, I guess it was. That was a nice little side effect.

To test how sensitive Lucy was to the ginger, I sat the bottle down on the desk and got right behind her. I took hold of her squirming hips to keep them still. Then, pulling her back against me, I thrust my hips forward, and humped her like I was fucking her doggie style. Well, it didn’t take much for me to know that Lucy was enjoying that. She yelped when my body slammed against hers and I felt her hips shivering in my grip.

She looked back at me with a desperate need in her eyes. I’d seen that look before, and I knew Lucy was primed and ready for just about anything I wanted to do with her. I continued humping her ass and she responded with yelps and deep groans every time my body pushed against hers. Wow…was she ever ready.

One thing I noticed was her reaction when my body pushed against the fig in her ass. That yelp seemed to be a reaction from the heat it produced. There was enough sticking out so when my body pushed against it, it was shoved deeper inside her. That made her clench her cheeks. And, just as the Victorians had said, that produced more heat from the ginger. The yelps and the wiggling of her body were all quite enjoyable.

I looked over at James. I guess he had been watching us. He smiled. I pointed at Rita. His smile got even wider. He got behind her and started humping her, just as I had with Lucy. He got similar reactions. I was impressed that my plan was working so well. I didn’t know if the ginger was the reason, but I knew it wasn’t hurting any.

What struck me most of all was the fact that the ginger in their asses had been there for several minutes. It had to be losing its potency, but I was still getting interesting reactions from Lucy. And, there were still two ginger figs on the tray. I could hardly wait to see their reactions to those.

As I continued to hump Lucy, she started pushing back against me, so I could tell the ginger was starting to mellow. Before, her mind had been almost completely on the ginger, because it caused her body to twitch and wiggle all the time. It was a powerful sensation to cause such an enticing dance.

She still yelped when I pushed on the ginger fig. Even that wasn’t getting the reaction it did a few minutes ago. It looked like we were almost ready for the next step in my plan. I made sure Lucy was nice and horny. I wanted to see her dance again.

I thought about shoving the beer bottle back into her pussy and humping her some more, but I thought she might cum and I didn’t want that. She had enjoyed that bottle a little too much. I kept whipping her ass and toying with her by shoving the whip between her legs.

Because her knees were still tied together, it was fun to watch her react to that. I know she wanted something inside her. I’m sure the bottle would have satisfied her or just a finger would work. Even that whip would have probably satisfied her, if I flicked it across her clit in just the right way.

Tormenting Lucy with orgasm denial was fun. She seemed to be so horny that breathing on her hot pussy would get her off. I guess the ginger had to be at least partially responsible for that. I know she’s not that much into pain so the ginger induced heat in her ass wasn’t doing it. But, she’s into bondage, so maybe being bound and gagged had something to do with it. Rita seemed to be in just about the same state of mind, though, so I think the ginger was actually making them horny. Whatever the reason, it was time for fresh figs.

James and I each once again removed the gingerroot from the asses of our punished girls. Lucy was less than thrilled when she felt what I was doing. I think she had finally figured out that as long as there were fresh figs on that tray, there was going to be heat in her ass. She had calmed down some, because the one in her ass had lost its potency.

Rita was also less than happy. I could hear her moaning and groaning louder than I could hear Lucy. I guess that was because she was facing me. I still didn’t know for sure, but I thought maybe they were starting to understand a few things, like who’s boss and who isn’t. But, if they didn’t, there was still time.

James picked up one of the fresh gingerroot figs from the tray and held it up to his nose. He took a good whiff of it, and smiled. Rita was watching him. Lucy was, too. They both seemed to have more than just a passing interest in what he had planned for that fig. It was kind of funny to watch. They were kind of like a couple of cats watching a toy being dangled in front of them. Both of their heads moved in tangent, never taking their eyes off of James’ hands.

When he walked behind Rita, I heard her whimper. She couldn’t twist her head enough to see, although she did her best. She started wiggling her hips around. I guess she was trying to delay the inevitable, but that’s all she could have done. It’s not like she could do much else. James just grabbed hold of her around the waist and pushed the fig into her ass.

I was watching Rita’s face. I could tell almost the exact moment the fig went in. Her eyes got big and round, then she shook her head back and forth. She uttered a short little whimper, when it went in. I didn’t want Lucy to be too far behind Rita, so I quickly grabbed the last fig from the tray.

Lucy stood on one foot and tried to keep me away from her with the other. She had her body twisted around so she could see me, but that didn’t matter. As James had done with Rita, I grabbed Lucy around her waist and held her still. All that was left to do was to shove the ginger into her twitching asshole. A slight whimper from Lucy told me she knew her fate had been sealed, yet again. The figger’s dance was once again only a minute or two away.

We had the option to dish out some more torment, or we could wait for the figs to start heating up. I thought Lucy was already so horny that too much more of any kind of stimulation might cause her to cum. I didn’t want that to happen so soon, so I decided to give her a break.

Waiting for the figs to heat up might also give both girls a chance to calm down. It also gave as a chance to get another beer. James and I both relaxed for a short while, with beers in hand. The slut had a Coke and we all sat quietly waiting for the dance to begin.

We didn’t have to wait long. I don’t think it was the ginger causing it, but Lucy started fidgeting. I think it was only restless anticipation getting the best of her. Rita wasn’t moving much, and the fig had been inserted in her ass about 30 seconds before Lucy. If that meant anything, Rita should notice the heat first.

While I was sitting there, I remembered the reason we were punishing Lucy and Rita. Well, one reason was for the enjoyment of it, but another reason was because they hadn’t listened and hadn’t followed directions when playing with the slut. I got up and walked over to the desk. I took a sip of my beer, then leaned over to be eye to eye with them.

I didn’t say anything at first. I was waiting for some sign of repentance from either one of them. I thought one of them would surely break and ask for mercy. Nothing but silence and cold stares came my way. They were sure being stubborn.

I tried to get Lucy’s attention, but she wouldn’t look at me. I looked at Rita. She looked back, but with an icy stare. I smiled at her, but she hardly blinked. I gave the attempt anyway, to see if they were at all repentant. “Ladies, do you agree that you were out of control, with the slut?”

Just like the last time I asked, nothing from either of them. “Ladies,” I said a little louder. “Don’t you understand what I’m saying to you? The whole reason for the figging is because of how you both acted. Do you understand?”

I couldn’t believe it. It was almost as if I wasn’t even talking. Lucy ignored me and Rita gave me that icy stare. Well, I could play that game, too. If neither of them wanted to talk, then we would just continue with my plan. And, if they changed their mind later on, I might just act like I didn’t notice.

I got up and gave Lucy a slap on the ass as I walked back to my chair. She was still fidgeting and that slap caught her off guard. It wasn’t a light smack. You could tell that, from the sound it made. Her body recoiled from the impact.

Soon, both girls were starting to struggle. Rita had joined Lucy with fidgeting. The way they were wiggling around, I was sure it was the ginger that was causing it. I sat my beer on the floor beside my chair, picked up the whip and walked over to the squirming Lucy. I stood behind her for a little while, just admiring her lovely ass. It was so sexy, how she squirmed like that.

I let her know I was behind her by tapping the whip against her tempting butt. Then, I started letting the whip do what it does best…leaving marks on her ass. She was already jumping up and down because of the ginger, but the whip took that to a new level. Her bound knees were banging against the front side of the desk so her ass was kind of pushed out in a rather tempting way. It looked like she was inviting me to whip her, but I know it was just the position she was in. I don’t think she much enjoyed the whip any more than she enjoyed the ginger fig.

I thought she reacted to the whip in a very sexy way. She wiggled her ass each time the whip landed. I hope it stung as much as that wiggle made it seem. I think I was actually getting her attention from the fig in her ass. I know it was an intense feeling, but I tried to make the whip intense, too.

My cock started to get hard. I was really enjoying watching little Lucy’s body move around and react to what she was feeling. I was thinking about how much fun it would be to have my cock feel some of that movement. I leaned down and looked closely at her inner thighs. I couldn’t believe it. She was so horny her pussy was dripping sex down her legs.

That’s all it took. I couldn’t wait any longer. I dropped the whip, grabbed hold of her ass, and shoved my cock into her wet pussy. God, she felt so good that my knees nearly gave out. Her pussy was so hot I had to fight to keep from cuming right then and there. But, I wanted to ride her hard, and experience what it was like to fuck her while she was doing the figger’s dance.

It’s quite an ego trip for a man, fucking a woman while she’s constantly thrashing around. It makes him feel like she can’t get enough of his cock. That’s how I felt while I stood there fucking Lucy. And, the position was even better, because I could watch her body react to everything.

I held on to her hips and shoved my cock hard into her. I felt the fig hit my stomach as my body slapped against her ass cheeks. With every thrust, that fig was pushed deeper into her ass. Then, it would slide back out, and reseat itself back in position, at the notch cutout. I think it moved an inch back and forth in her ass, rubbing the oils in and around her tight little hole as it did.

Lucy’s wiggling seemed to be a direct response to my cock pounding into her pussy and my stomach pushing against the fig in her ass. Each time I shoved into her, she clenched her ass. She was continually whimpering and I felt her pussy get tighter, too. And, after a while of this She would groan or cry out as my cock sank into her.

I like to think it was because I was fucking her so hard, but I think it was mostly because she was feeling more heat when she clenched her ass cheeks. When my stomach would hit that fig and force it further into her ass, I’m sure it had to increase the heat she felt. It was a fresh fig, and the oils were potent.

Speaking of potent, the visual of all this was very potent for me. I was very near cuming and was not having any luck at holding it back. I didn’t want to cum too soon, so I had to do something to get my mind off of it.

I looked over to see what James was doing. I was so involved in what I was doing, I hadn’t even noticed that he was slamming into Rita so hard, that I could see her upper thighs hitting against the edge of the desk. His eyes were closed, but Rita’s were wide open. She looked like she was staring off into the distance. It didn’t look like she was focusing on anything in particular…like her mind was totally involved in what James was doing to her. And, he did look like he was in charge.

Watching them took my mind off of my own excitement, but only for a little while. Because of the look in Rita’s eyes, and the speed of James’ pounding, it only reminded me of Lucy and myself. It brought everything back and I was again fighting my orgasm.

I did the only thing I could. I pulled out of Lucy. I had to, or I would have cum too soon, for sure. Lucy sure didn’t like my decision. She became frantic…jumping up and down and shaking her head from side to side. She was obviously trying to tell me something. I knew what she wanted and I desperately wanted it, too. But, she would just have to wait.

I leaned down and picked up the whip. To get my mind off of my cock, I began whipping her ass, again. She was still jumping up and down, so I started a rhythm, whipping her each time her feet touched the floor. Over and over, I swung that whip from side to side.

Lucy’s ass was soon covered with horizontal red marks. I could see some on the sides of her ass, near her hipbones. They were angry impact marks, with red welts where the end of the whip had been landing. She was very responsive to the whip. I could see her arching her back with each stroke, almost like she was constantly fighting with her wrist bonds to escape. But there was no escape. She just had to take what I was giving her.

Watching Lucy was driving me over the edge. The way she was struggling with her bonds, twisting and jumping around, I couldn’t stand it any more. I just had to fuck her. I dropped the whip and grabbed that ass of hers again. I shoved my cock deep into her, hard and fast. So hard, I pushed her up against the desk. When we slammed against the desk, her body took the brunt of my weight. God, it felt so damn good.

After only a couple more strokes, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I leaned over and grabbed hold of Lucy’s shoulders for leverage. I rammed into her pussy, cuming hard. I pushed my cock deep into her and held it there…my cock twitched as the last of my cum shot into her.

It was an amazing feeling. Lucy couldn’t stop from wiggling around, because of the ginger in her ass. It was kind of like a human milking machine was on my cock. Every little movement from her body sent another convulsion through me.

James had taken a different route. He pulled out and was cuming all over Rita’s back and ass. His eyes were open, and he was gritting his teeth as he pumped his cock. Rita’s eyes were closed. I’m sure she was probably in submissive heaven, feeling James’ hot cum landing all over her back.

Finally spent and completely worn out, I pulled out and stumbled back to my chair. After I caught my breath, I sat there watching Lucy. The fig still had her on her toes. Shit, I was almost ready to fuck that girl, again.

~ OMFG!! I have to calm my breathing and find a towel! My heart is racing - and I'm dripping. See what you went and did??

And my Ex-Master is in South Carolina. SSsshit!

~ And it's been six years since I've had anal intercourse *sighs heavily* How sad is that? DAYUM you make me want it again! I NEED to feel it!

*quickly remembers her manners* Hello all! I simply HAD to post after reading this installment. I am learning patience though - slowly... and I will wait for your next installment DVS, Sir.

 

[Blushing Bottom]

[color=darkgreen~ And it's been six years since I've had anal intercourse *sighs heavily* How sad is that? DAYUM you make me want it again! I NEED to feel it![/color]

Six years, that's all. I know someone who will need a fire-extinguisher at the bedside when she finally gets it in the end so to speak. I mean we're talking lighting up the place like a million candle power.

 

[raven2]

Six years, that's all. I know someone who will need a fire-extinguisher at the bedside when she finally gets it in the end so to speak. I mean we're talking lighting up the place like a million candle power.

Lol !!!

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Six years, that's all. I know someone who will need a fire-extinguisher at the bedside when she finally gets it in the end so to speak. I mean we're talking lighting up the place like a million candle power.

~ Brat! I've never done, experimented, felt - the 'figging'. But I damn sure want anal intercourse again!

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Lol !!!

~ Ok! Ok! So I'm an innocent when it comes to figging. Hell! We all had to start learing to like it at some point, right?

 

[raven2]

~ Ok! Ok! So I'm an innocent when it comes to figging. Hell! We all had to start learing to like it at some point, right?

You bet!

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

You bet!

~ I don't mean to sound like a complete 'dolt' here - but - is it really as intense as DVS describes? Is it really only used as a punishment?

 

[raven2]

~ I don't mean to sound like a complete 'dolt' here - but - is it really as intense as DVS describes? Is it really only used as a punishment?

I believe it is that intense. But not just for punishment. Furry Fury has a thread about it. You might try reading it.

https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=350814

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

I believe it is that intense. But not just for punishment. Furry Fury has a thread about it. You might try reading that

Thank you for the info. I'll check it out, soon. By the by.... are you a giver or a receiver?

 

[raven2]

Thank you for the info. I'll check it out, soon. By the by.... are you a giver or a receiver?

Giver. Drop me a pm anytime if you want to talk.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Giver. Drop me a pm anytime if you want to talk.

*quietly nods her thanks*

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

I hope you won't mind

~ DVS:
I hope you won't mind my doing this - but so many who post here are in committed relationship with a specific partner, or in which their Master is their husband, and the submissive is the wife.

~ A D/s relationship doesn't make love any less real, or felt - sometimes it can only intensify that love.

So, without further ado -
To all the lovers in the assemblage here - Happy Valentine's Day. A little something I threw together. I hope you enjoy it.

Were You Here ©

Were you here...

I would gaze into your eyes - begging
With no utterance of sound.
You would know - as if by instinct -
What I needed,
What I wanted,
What I ached for.


Were you here...

I would lightly brush the corners
Of your mouth teasingly with mine.
You would gently part your lips
And whisper promises of ecstasy unrealized.


Were you here...

I would rest my head on your shoulder
As I drowned within your scent.
You would nuzzle closer into me and know
That my breathing had gotten more shallow.


Were you here...

I would listen intently to see
Was your heart beating as rapidly as mine?
You softly trace up along the nape
Of my neck with your tongue as a reminder
That slow, deliberate strokes were imminent.


Were you here...

I would surrender freely, effortlessly,
To your demands,
And you would give in, a little reluctantly,
To my desire for passion.

Were you here...

Together, we could see the brightness
Of the day fall away
As we again shed the clothes
From our bodies.

Together, we could probe the depths
To which we each would go,
Giving of ourselves, unselfishly,
Accepting what the other offers
With openness and trust.

Together, we could feel the fire
As it ignites our touching,
And our caresses
Become more vigorous and masterful.

Together, we could ride the waves
In unison,
And leisurely increase
The rhythm of our love song.


Were you here...

You'd be holding me, clutching me,
As I take all of you,
And you take me to that sacred place
You promised just mere seconds ago.


Were you here...

You would fill me with you completely
Until we exploded together
And collapsed
In total exhaustion - completely spent.


Would that you were here.​

​

 

[greenmands]

WOW, again DVS sir.

 

[caela]

~ And it's been six years since I've had anal intercourse *sighs heavily* How sad is that? DAYUM you make me want it again! I NEED to feel it!

Six years! Holy cow I think I would be ready to hurt someone (and not in a good way ) if I waited that long. Heck I'm greedy enough to want it again today when I got it yesterday. I truly feel for you Victoria.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Six years! Holy cow I think I would be ready to hurt someone (and not in a good way ) if I waited that long. Heck I'm greedy enough to want it again today when I got it yesterday. I truly feel for you Victoria.

~ Thank you Caela. And I hope you won't mind, or take this wrongly, but I couldn't help giggling as I read your "I think I would be ready to hurt someone (and not in a good way) if I waited that long."

~ Believe me when I say that the waiting this long has NOT been by my choice. The man who introduced me to anal, was an ex-lover from the UK - whom I had met online and he came over to the colonies in 1999 to spend my birthday with me so I wouldn't be alone, and to get to know me. We stayed as an 'item' until January 2002 - seeing each other when he would come over on his work holidays (vacations). I was living in Mass when we met... and in Nov. 2001 - I returned to my home state to care for my mother whose health was declining at an alarming rate - until she passed in 2004.

~ And the only reason it's NOT happening now - is because there is no Master in my life at present. When I was caring for my mother - I didn't date - I didn't have the time to invest, nor the inclination. I was too tired at night to give in to anything but sleep.

 

[caela]

~ Thank you Caela. And I hope you won't mind, or take this wrongly, but I couldn't help giggling as I read your "I think I would be ready to hurt someone (and not in a good way) if I waited that long."

I don't mind at all. I giggled when I said it though I did sort of mean too. I get cranky if I don't get a regular dosing of sex thanks to the high libido that seems to be a family trait.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

I don't mind at all. I giggled when I said it though. I did sort of mean too. I get cranky if I don't get a regular dosing of sex thanks to the high libido that seems to be a family trait.

~ Then I'll keep my secret a bit longer. I don't want to give you too many *shocks* in one day. *L*

 

[devoted lilgirl]

Impatience makes the ass enjoy it that much more when it happens. The constant waiting...the constant wanting...then, all of the sudden, you're pushed down over a table, lubed up and ridden hard until he's satisfied.

Ah...smoke 'em, if you've got 'em.

*nervous giggle*

Nice...but we don't use lube...a few hard thrusts in my pussy and all is wet enough for some anal...*blush* (did I just type that?)

Quick...read it before I chicken out and delete it!

 

[DVS]

*nervous giggle*

Nice...but we don't use lube...a few hard thrusts in my pussy and all is wet enough for some anal...*blush* (did I just type that?)

Quick...read it before I chicken out and delete it!

OK, so no lube? All the quicker you are bent over that table and ridden. Rode hard and put up wet.

Oh, by the way...now you can't delete the post, either.

 

[devoted lilgirl]

~ Then I'll keep my secret a bit longer. I don't want to give you too many *shocks* in one day. *L*

Nice poem you put together above...sweet of you to post it here

And your above comment on "keeping your secret"...well now you are just being a tease...you know that makes everyone want to know what you are alluding to!

 

[devoted lilgirl]

OK, so no lube? All the quicker you are bent over that table and ridden. Rode hard and put up wet.

Oh, by the way...now you can't delete the post, either.

Thanks, DVS.

I do at times require that my control be taken away from me on certain issues or I become kind of a control freak...

I also must be reminded from time to time just why I can't have control...I am somewhat of a brat.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Nice poem you put together above...sweet of you to post it here

And your above comment on "keeping your secret"...well now you are just being a tease... you know that makes everyone want to know what you are alluding to!

~ Thank you dlg. I'm glad you liked the poem. After posting it here, I went back and re-read it two, maybe three or more times. When I was writing it initially, I didn't realize the BDSM over-tones.

~ This piece is loaded with them!!

~ And you are right! I guess it does make me a tease - but in a nice way, I hope - at least for now.