Page 15 of Butt Stuff

I jumped in my seat, shrieking with shock and horrified embarrassment. Josh was home. Early.

My panicked gaze looked at the clock as I tried to pull my hand out of my pants, turn off the suddenly loud porn, and close out every window I've opened while I realized that he wasn’t actually early at all.

I'd been reading about and looking at anal sex for hours. So, embarrassing myself further, I now fumbled around the computer, though I wasn’t sure what the point was.

He could clearly see what I'd been looking at, and now that my hand was out of my pants, I was acutely aware of the smell of my pussy on my fingers.

Finally closing out the last window, I turned his computer chair around, my beet-red face staring down at the floor.

"Sorry... Sorry. I… My computer wasn't working, and so I thought you wouldn't mind if I used yours and… I didn't… I wasn't… I didn't mean to, but I just stumbled upon some ofyour, uh, stuff. Some of your… Anyway, so I was looking at it… Oh my god I'm sorry." I covered my face with my hands, feeling tears spark in my eyes. Especially when I could clearly smell my arousal coating my skin.

I was so embarrassed. And horrified. Not to mention terrified that he'd be mad at me for looking at his private stuff. What if he felt like his privacy had been violated and decided he doesn't want to live with me anymore? Or worse, that he wanted to break up completely?

“Were you playing with yourself?”

I snuck a peek at him. He looked caught between angry and horny. Pissed and hopeful. I wanted to nudge him toward horny and hopeful… much better than pissed at me.

“Yes,” I whispered, keeping my voice low so that he had to lean in to hear me. “I was reading the stories that you have saved and they got me really hot. And then I started watching the pornos… and they got me really hot too. I’ve been looking at them for hours. I completely lost track of time.” My voice is husky, throaty. Seductive. Normally I just jump Josh when I want to get some. I don’t think he’s ever seen me shy before. Reluctantly desirous. I can see his pants tenting.

“What turned you on?” The tone in his voice was definitely veering toward hopeful.

I felt a small flutter in my stomach. Did I really want to do this? If I was honest with myself, it’s not just that I didn’t want to lose Josh. I was also downright curious at this point.

“The butt sex,” I answered, squirming a little. My hands were in front of me, holding each other and twisting. The whole situation was so uncomfortable and I wassohorny. “The way the stories said it felt good. Thinking about it makes me feel like I’m being so bad… naughty. I started to wonder…”

“You started to wonder what?” he asked as my voice trailed off. There was a desperate edge to his, the kind a person getswhen they think their dreams are about to come true. Which, his definitely were.

“What it would feel like if you put things in my butt,” I whispered huskily.

“Oh Jesus, Penny.” Josh moaned, reaching for me. His arms went around me, hard and demanding, and he kissed me. Deeply. Passionately. His mouth seemed to want things from me that I was terrified to give, but also afraid not to. I kissed him back, my response fueled by my own desperation and passion… my needy curiosity.

“I’m not sure I want to have butt sex,” I said, pulling away. “But I wouldn’t mind playing… and if it doesn’t hurt, then maybe…”

“It won’t hurt,” he promised recklessly. “We’ll do everything right. I’ll make you feel so good.” Then he kissed me again, bending me back in his arms with the force of his passion. I’d always thought Josh and I had a pretty great sex life, but the stark need in his body was something new to me.

“Go sit on the bed,” he directed, letting me go. Nervously, I did as he said and watched him rummage around in his side of the closet, eventually pulling out a box that had been covered with old sports equipment.

“What is that?” I asked, as he carried it over.

“A whole bunch of stuff I thought I’d never get to use,” he replied, winking at me.

I smiled nervously back at him.

He set the box down on the floor next to us, totally in tune with my response. “It’s okay baby, we’re gonna take this slow.”

I felt like an inexperienced virgin as he pushed me back onto the bed, kissing me hard. His hands moved under my shirt, kneading my breasts, pulling on my nipples which he knew were super sensitive. My pussy gushed in response, something insidemy body relaxing a little. I trusted Josh. He would never hurt me, not even to fulfill a fantasy of his.

We were making out and I was getting into it, nibbling on his lip and sucking on his tongue in the way I knew he liked. My legs hung off the edge of the bed and he stood between them, leaning over me, hands up my shirt. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him against me, rubbing our crotches together. Josh’s cock was like a steel rod in his pants.

Swiftly, he pulled my shirt off and undid my bra, freeing my breasts. As his mouth fell on my sensitive nipples, his hands began to undo the button of my jeans. It wasn’t long before my pants and underwear were both gone, and he was groping my ass. The tip of his finger pressed against my virgin back door, rubbing gently.

It felt… wrong.

Good.

Scary.

Exciting.