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Interest and subsequent addiction to anal sex have been a rollercoaster of emotions and sensations, some difficult to relate, passing from seeming terribly disgusting and unpleasant to being a fundamental dish in my sexual relationships. I think a strong curiosity is key to enjoying anal sex, which more and more women are accessing today. But there's a detail: not all of them enjoy it fully. Many do it out of obligation rather than mere pleasure. The pressure exerted by that man (husband, boyfriend, lover) who doesn't want to lose and can't disappoint influes much for many to dare experiment. However, although they practice it from time to time, many dislike the idea due to cultural, religious or simple reasons that consider it unpleasant, painful or both, so not every woman who accesses anal sex does it out of pleasure, often it's just obligation. Lucky and happy are those whose wives, girlfriends or lovers are like me, addicted to anal sex and enjoy it as much or more than vaginal sex. I remember when I first heard about anal sex was very young, a teenager in full development, excited because my pubic hair had already grown, my breasts were growing and I was experiencing my first days of menstruation. Some classmates talked in class about how Carolina from another section of the school had let her boyfriend 'take it up the ass'. The girls gossiped about the experience of the mentioned one and laughed detailing how it all happened and that Carolina had soiled her boyfriend's penis with poop but they continued having sex anyway. Later, they all made faces of disgust and disapproval towards the protagonist of the gossip, labeling her as a pig, a slut and other derogatory terms. I thought the same although I was far from the gossips, sitting on my desk in the front row. That Carolina was a total disgusting one, I couldn't conceive how a woman could feel pleasure letting herself be penetrated anally. The story impacted me so much that the following days I started exploring not only my vagina which I used to stimulate very often due to my natural curiosity about sex but also my anus. I discovered that there were nerve endings in both my vaginal area and around my anus that provided sensations of pleasure. Despite my constant curiosity, anal sex still seemed like a mess to me. As I went through my adolescence, I kept accidentally stumbling upon pornography where I continued seeing really impactful things. Later on, I would search for porn content spontaneously but without becoming addicted. I considered it normal that caresses in my thighs, groin, buttocks and the entire genital area including the areas surrounding my anus produced a certain type of pleasure, as these are natural erogenous zones like the ears, neck, breasts, nipples, mouth, shoulders, back. What seemed disgusting to me was anal penetration besides thinking it had to be painful, how could someone even imagine letting themselves be penetrated. A bit more time passed and I lost my virginity with my brother where my curiosity about anal sex was more present than ever. This curiosity slowly killed off the disgust I felt towards the idea of having a penis in my rectal anus. The times I had sex with my brother Fabio, he would explore my anus with his fingers, also licking the area, warning me that sooner or later I'd have to give him my bum which was all a delight. <<< There's a previous story where I tell a bit about how those first experiences were with my brother. You can find it on my profile >>> I loved it when Fabio explored my anus during our coitus, it was very pleasurable feeling his fingers making circles. In the entrance of my anus, sometimes introducing them a little, making me explode in pleasure, falling in love with my facial gestures. —I want to break that bum already—she said a few times when we could have sex hiding from dad and mom. But I didn't feel prepared, she tried to convince me by all means, but I kept aborting her attempt. I didn't feel prepared and the image of Carolina was constantly wandering through my thoughts every time Fabio's fingers tried to burst into my bum's walls. By that moment, I already knew what an anal wash was thanks to the almighty Google. My first anal washes were very unpleasant but morbid curiosity and excitement were stronger than any natural feeling anyone has of disgust towards their own body's waste. With time, it became less disgusting, finally, those feces and all the rest were part of me, why should I have disgust towards myself? So I learned to wash my anal rectum taking all necessary precautions, correct care of my bathroom, room, and self, so I could explore that morbid excitement with pleasure. I bought sexual toys, all in absolute discretion, without dad and brother finding out, even though I had relationships with him for a time. No one entered my room, it was a mysterious place for my parents and also for my brother, my bedroom had become the place of my darkest secrets and fantasies. How I obtained my dildos as an adolescent is a detail that doesn't matter much, just saying that like any teenager, I had older friends who were complicit in my secrets indirectly. The toys served me to wash my bum better, because when I thought I had already done a good cleaning, those toys They would let me know how wrong I was. Days passed and when I couldn't have sex with Fabio because my parents were present or the occasion didn't arise, I'd turn to my toys who taught me a lot about sex. Unfortunately for Fabio, that day never came before he left for the US, it never happened and although I was excited for my handsome brother to virginize what he called a delight, it couldn't be. Once he left, I became addicted to my comforters who enjoyed my vagina and bum for a long time until I found myself alone in the capital city, ready to enter higher education. As I said earlier, I would have loved to experiment with Fabio that anal pleasure that my comforters of different sizes produced, experiencing anal sex with a real man not just a piece of silicone should be much more pleasurable, I was totally sure about it. That day would come, I just had to wait. I firmly believe that my toys helped me prepare for everything related to sex, as I explored my sexuality deeply and my self-esteem grew exponentially. I'm a bit narcissistic, they'll imagine that I stimulated myself in front of the mirror until exhaustion, observing my beautiful body and holes being intensely stimulated by comforters of different sizes. I got excited and came just from seeing myself naked being penetrated by plastic things, I didn't even think about the times I had sex with my brother, everything focused on me, my body and my gestures when I had my comforters available at the time I wanted to make myself feel full of penis although they were made of silicone. There was a moment when I thought I was crazy, making myself too dependent on my sexual toys, so much that there were days I skipped classes and cancelled dates with friends or suitors just because of being at home enjoying myself, my nakedness and my toys, taking me to orgasm on repeated occasions until I was so exhausted that I would fall asleep in sexual positions, being occupied by those dildos, waking up two or three hours later, dead from laughter at how perverted it was. Then Christian appeared on stage and the first thing I thought was: a man will pleasure me better than pieces of silicone, I must teach him. Yes, teach him. Men are something stubborn in sex, although not all of them. They only think about inserting their penis as far as possible without caring about my pleasure, besides thinking incorrectly that the deeper they insert it, the more pleasure they produce. They're a type of psychopaths in this aspect, associating our moans, screams and facial expressions with pain and that excites them enormously. That's why they adore anal sex, since they're aware that there will always be some kind of pain. Patient and calculating men enjoy us more and are better in bed, since they're more detailed, meticulous and don't only focus on their pleasure but also on ours, and believe me we can enjoy anal sex sometimes even more than vaginal sex. I don't focus on a man's pleasure and neither do they complain, since with the body I have and how beautiful I am, they simply focus on screwing me, especially when I leave them and take their semen, it doesn't matter if I'm interested in them or if I only look for a quick fuck - as we say in Venezuela -. They have a clear objective and no other: to make me theirs. Christian was a thin blonde, tall, with very beautiful green eyes, perfect teeth, leaving his famous lock of hair unbarbered and always short hair. Despite his thinness, he had a very good physique, well-developed abdomen, very masculine arms and hands full of veins everywhere. I had no doubts when I saw him for the first time. Once, I was a gym-addicted boy. We met through a friend, got along well, liked his gaze more than anything else, and started dating. In a week and a half, I had already given him the... sorry, the yes. He seemed like an agreeable guy and there was a lot of chemistry between us, plus he was a good number in university, that is to say, a popular one. I became his girlfriend without hesitation. At university, he was a pretty popular boy whom many girls sought after, whether because they were his friends or because he was very handsome. This didn't bother me at all nor made me feel less, in fact, I didn't pay attention to it as long as he showed me that only I was his girl, everything would be fine and there's only one way to know if a man is totally interested in you. Sex. There will be women who are reading this and think I'm wrong but I'm talking about my experiences, I don't like generalizing and as for me, a man is really interested in me when he wants me and I'm not referring to those men who whistle or catcall on the street, I know very well when a man is interested in me and I know it because I am the same. When I like a man, I fuck him, I'm not thinking if he'll be my future husband or the father of my children, I fuck him and that's it. That's how I manage to enjoy sex fully, thinking about secondary things or the future creates drama and stress that doesn't let me enjoy my sexuality 100%. I love sex, I'm not thinking if a man will be my husband, not now when I'm young and want to enjoy my youth to the fullest. Maybe later I'll mature, get married, and have kids, for now it all boils down to enjoying my young life, studying, becoming professional, as independent as possible, and having fun without any attachments. Before we'd been dating a month, we had already experienced sex both at my apartment and his, every time it turned us on. Lover and got everything from me that a man can desire in a woman. I got the same, a detail-oriented man as a boyfriend, respectful, affectionate, funny, attentive and in sex a god like I was also a goddess to him. It wouldn't take two months for me to convince myself that Christian was the right one to initiate me into anal sex, which my four consolation prizes of various sizes had already done. It was a Thursday, I didn't go to university and barely noticed my absence he called me. I explained that I felt bad but that he should come over in the evening to spend some time with me. There was a clause in our relationship, we would continue living each other in our apartments, but that clause was about to be broken, like also my... With little left before my boyfriend arrived, I gave myself a rigorous anal wash and inserted a small metal dildo about five centimeters long and 4cm in diameter. The anal wash session had boosted my libido, I desired never before being fucked by my bum and I was sure that this night was the right one for it. I felt a little scared but trusted that the experience with my consolation prizes was enough to face this new experience I had been wanting for months. I opened the door wearing a red babydoll and smiled at him like a little devil ready to misbehave -Wow!- he said amazed by me -And what's this surprise, my love? He hurried me to come in and closed the door immediately to kiss him. The passionate kiss led him to pick me up in his arms and take me to my room with only one goal: to make me his. He laid me down on the bed and there was no part of my skin that he didn't kiss with passion and desire. That's when you know a man desires you without creating any doubt. He kisses you with absolute passion, bites your ears with some intensity, licks them, licks your neck, kisses it while his hands caress your waist and shape your nipples like a potter molding a cup. He goes down to your shoulders and licks and kisses them, continues until... Eating your breasts like two delicious and juicy fruits, I suck them, lick them, bite them, making you moan and desire me inside of you. He undressed me completely in seconds, leaving on my skin the warm texture of his saliva and the aroma of his expensive and tasty perfume. He paused to take off his clothes and I knelt down before him quickly to bring his already erect and long penis to my mouth that I tried to suck with total desperation despite knowing it wouldn't all fit. —Hands back— he ordered me. We had been enjoying sex for a few days but enough to know what I liked and what I didn't. I put my hands back as he ordered, he grabbed my head with his hands and pushed his penis repeatedly against my throat, choking me, producing hiccups. Tears would soon flood my cheeks and although he told me I should have my hands at the back, I brought one to my vagina that was starting to moisten. He allowed me to take a little air before pushing me again with his long penis that never went in completely into my small mouth. There wasn't a conversation, only we looked at each other when he let me take air, feeling like his slut and him probably thinking all kinds of words he didn't dare pronounce in front of what his eyes saw, a submissive girlfriend letting herself be ravished by her long penis. Then he took his hands off my head, allowing me to take control of his member. So I started sucking it at my own pace while also masturbating with one hand and stimulating my vagina with the other. He loved having me suck his mouth as much as seeing me suck him off at my own pace, he had told me on previous occasions that he didn't know what was more morbid, so both modes should always be present. Something curious about Christian is that he liked licking the tears he himself produced when he took my mouth, then he would kiss me. That mixture of all kinds of fluids excited me greatly, his penis, my tears, his saliva with mine, there was a Sexual compenetración so intense between us that we would have enjoyed for a few more months. After sucking his penis for a good hour I got up and kissed him. I loved kissing him and tasting the flavor of his own penis from my mouth, which only fueled our sexual morbidness and good communication. There were no dramas, we enjoyed everything that until then had provoked us to experiment, without disgust, without bad faces, without taboos that would hinder things.

—Do you want to give me a blow job? I asked him, just after finishing an intense and morbid kiss.

—Ufff, I desire it —he expressed with enthusiasm— Never done it before but...

I left the sentence unfinished

—But what?

He looked at me with absolute attention

—Wait for me, I said, getting up to look for something among my things and coming back saying:—

My toys got me. He lightly laughed when he saw that I was holding a metal box containing my sexual toys and other things and said smiling:

You're a pervert

Yes, but now I really want anal sex —I said with the tone of voice characteristic of an adolescent—
Do you suppose you've already had a blow job? Yes, he said with absolute security and sincerity. It was to be expected, Christian was a tall, handsome man with a good body, his experience with women wasn't in doubt, which generated a few doubts for me as to whether he would know how to treat me in anal sex and if it would be satisfying since otherwise I would have my sexual toys that knew how to please me.

—Come on, let's get it on the sofa —I invited him and walked towards the living room holding the box containing the toys. But he didn't let me take even three steps, already carrying me again in his arms, this time with my back to him and feeling his penis rubbing against my crotch. When we got to the living room I left the box aside and put myself on all fours on the sofa, leaving my desired bum with a dildo inserted for him to see.

—What a tasty one, fat girl —he said excitedly without saying more. lose sight of my bum—. You're already ready to take it. 'Take' in the sexual context of my country means 'to receive male sex in the vagina or anus', so what they wanted to tell me was that I was ready to let myself be penetrated. —Yes, I want to take a load —I said timidly and smiling because I don't usually use such vulgar language during sex, I prefer them to use all the morbid and obscene words that come to mind and I pronounce them occasionally. Christian searched among the pillows for the smallest one and approached me to play with the dildo occupying my bum. My intention was to teach him to give it to me through the bum due to my experience with dildos but it wouldn't be a mistake. Christian would show me that he's all expert in breaking a bum. He started taking it out slowly with all the patience while we dedicated lascivious glances. It took a good time getting the dildo out of my bum and putting it back in while I let him know how tasty it felt and how much I wanted him to fill me up. —Do you want me filled up? —he asked morbidly. —Yes, I want a real one —I replied with a complicit smile. After playing with the dildo in my bum for a good while and dedicating myself to flattery about the 'preciousness of my bum', although I had already seen and enjoyed it without reaching anal sex, he changed this for a dilator, the smallest but larger and longer than the dildo. He started putting it in my anus slowly at the same time as he stimulated my clitoris with his other hand. I wanted to masturbate him but he was slightly inclined and concentrated on my buttocks and bum. This way he gave me pleasure for a good while until he realized that my bum was dilated and I was wanting to be screwed. —Screw yourself, I want to see you —he told me Then he handed me the dilator and immediately I put it in my bum and started penetrating myself quickly, he kept stimulating my clitoris with both hands and putting one, two, and even three fingers in, making me explode with pleasure and making me '... lose balance so much that I had to let go of the console. —Climb me, please— I begged, totally excited. He took me by the legs and changed my position on the sofa, leaving me face up with my legs extended in the air. —Suck the console— he ordered. He held one leg while using his other hand to locate his penis at the entrance of my bum. Christian has a long penis, very long, 19cm, but don't think he put it all in at once. He only put the tip of his penis, the glans, into the entrance of my bum and started pushing it slowly and gently. It felt so tasty that I couldn't keep sucking myself, I just stayed there with a silly face watching his penis enter my bum. I moaned on each thrust, just moaning and nothing more. The sensation of his penis inside my bum was totally different from a console, it was obvious, I knew it, but I hadn't experienced it before. It slid in easily, the texture, elasticity, everything was different from the extreme, nothing comparable to a piece of silicone. He stayed there for a while, just putting the tip in and the sensation was so delicious that I wanted him to put it all in but he didn't have to, I was moaning uncontrollably and that's because only his long penis tip was inside my bum. He would pull out, lean over and spit on my bum before introducing it again, this time a little deeper. I placed my hands, one on each cheek, opening myself up to him, also spreading my legs so they wouldn't get in the way at all. He took his time, he loved what he was doing, gently breaking me open and me enjoying it. He suddenly put it in my vagina making me scream with pleasure and the thrill of taking it out of my bum and introducing it into my vagina. The penetration became more violent and his penis entered halfway, I was lost in pleasure, enjoying it. It hurt a little but it's a pain that I categorize as pleasurable, it was a pain delicious. My little holes started to alternate, he would take it out of my bum and put it in my vagina, I was going crazy about the way he was taking me. He returned to my bum, now he was taking me with pleasure, my bum received half of his penis then he began to punish my nipples, slapping them and also giving me light slaps on the face. —Suck it— he said suddenly, getting out of me and waiting for me. I knelt down in front of him and sucked his penis as if it was the last time I would have his penis in my mouth. The thrill of sucking his penis had just left my bum and it was new to me and fascinated although I had already done it with my lovers but as I said earlier, it's not comparable at all. A piece of plastic will never offer the same pleasure as a real man, a true penis. He started taking me in the mouth, producing hiccups and making my eyes fill with tears. —Yes, try your own bum, pervert— he said. —Tell me, slut— I said turning back to put his penis in my mouth. He took me by the head with both hands and pushed his penis down, choking me and making me cry again. His penis remained shiny from all the saliva he had extracted from me. He sat on the sofa and brought me towards him to immediately put his penis in my bum again. He gave me a few slaps and started screwing me harder. My totally lubricated vagina, my dilated bum receiving more and more of his long penis. I was breaking my bum for the first time and it was a delight that would make me addicted. —Take yourself— he suggested, as if he had guessed my thoughts. I started riding him at my pace. What thrill! I was putting myself his penis in my bum but sometimes he moved producing slight pain and making me scream. I stopped riding him because he took the lead again and broke my bum repeatedly, slapping me and calling me slut for the first time since we had been dating. —Do you like it up the arse, slut?— he asked. And I responded to his morbid questions affirmatively. He took me with force, not She could believe that his penis was entering everything in me and I reached orgasm, making him know it. —Yes, that's it, slut, come like a whole slut— he said excitedly He told me to change position so while he stayed seated on the sofa, I got back on top of his penis this time giving him my back. He slammed it into me, my bum was already accustomed. He grabbed me hard. He put his fingers in my mouth and two fingers from his other hand in my vagina. I screamed despite them being able to hear us upstairs or downstairs but the intensity was so great that I couldn't help it. He grabbed me hard, as he wanted and I delighted, enjoying it. —What a slut— he said without stopping to fuck, spank, and slap me. He threw me brusquely to one side and got up, ordering me to get on all fours over the sofa, leaving my feet slightly outside, in the air. He slammed it into me hard again and kept holding me like that for a good while. I was screaming loudly, enjoying 100% of the fucking Christian was giving me. I noticed he wasn't putting it all in, feeling his penis enter halfway, pull out, and then put it back in, so I could feel it coming out of me completely and going back in, it was madness of pleasure what Christian was making me feel. —Let me come in your mouth— he said I replied yes He continued penetrating me a bit more before asking me to kneel down in front of him and suck his testicles. That's how I stayed for a while, sucking his balls and also masturbating him, besides stimulating my vagina with my other hand. —Cum for me— he said They love listening to us ask them to come in our mouth, Christian wouldn't be the first or the last. —Give me all the cum, all of it in my mouth— I said And he didn't delay in coming abundantly in my mouth, gasping his suffering orgasm. I took it all without any disgust and continued sucking his penis, thanking him later for the yummy fucking he had given me. That night I told him he could stay at my apartment every time he wanted. Minutes later, he broke my ass while we were showering and would continue to breaking my butt for a few more months. It was my first time bareback and as you could notice, I loved it.