Community Involvement Ch. 13 - Sex Stories

Community Involvement Ch. 13

... back shed. At least once a week, I would get home around midday from school, go and collect my porno pile and spend the next couple of hours in the bathroom. Our shower was over the bath, so I would place a chair at one end where I would place my mags and squat in the bath and rest my arms over the back of the bath while I flicked through each magazine looking for images in all states of dress or undress and sexy positions, that reminded me of Jenny. I would fill an empty bottle (a large coke or shampoo etc) with lukewarm water, smear vaseline onto the opening and around and inside my anal opening, and slowly squeeze the water up inside my arse. The feel and adrenaline rush I got as I felt the water slowly fill my anus was amazing. All of a sudden I would feel a soft thump in my gut as I reached capacity which I then tried to hold for as long as possible until I just had to expel the fluid and all that came with it. I repeated these enemas numerous times until I was satisfied I was clean, only then would I start to fuck myself with whatever I had available; it varied from cut of broom handles, small Lebanese cucumbers, slender zucchinis and the like. But the rush of the water as it filled me was a highlight. Once cleansed, I would start fucking myself by squatting over the phallic object and bouncing my hips to impale my arse as I stroked my cock in tandem. Balanced thus, I would start to flick through my hoard of porn mags and select Jenny-like images and place them on the ...

... floor. As I stroked my cock the pressure would increase along my back passage and on my internal glands to a point where it would sometimes reach an exquisite pain that I would only barely prevent from falling over into an all out orgasm. Time and time again I would build to the brink and stop myself, my breath deepening and rasping as I picked out more and more Jenny photos until I had found at least one per magazine. It was a simple task once I had completed my search to finally bring myself off and explode in a powerful burst of anal stimulated lust. There were times when I was so horny I would even curl myself up onto my back and would blast my load over my own face, fantasising I was coming all over Jenny or that she was coming all over me. That was the start of my anal exploitive orgasms which lasted until I was in my mid thirties. After I left high school, the Jenny fixation waned and I turned my attention to any number of looks instead of limiting my fantasies to one particular person. During a raid on the guy next door’s porn supply one day, I happened across a sex contact newspaper. Call it kismet, but I was drawn to one advertisement in particular, labelled ‘sophisticated lady’. I wrote a reply, this was before internet and email remember, and after about a week her answer arrived and we made arrangements to meet. She was tall, blonde and buxom, and into ‘most things these pages’ as the saying went. I saw her off and on over a period of a year, slowly building a ...