Anal Secretaries

“Every time we got together, Mr. Harvey and me, he would ask me if I wanted to go over to his house to have our fun. For a while I wouldn’t go; I just couldn’t bring myself to do those things with him while his wife was looking on. Finally he convinced me by showing me some pictures someone had made. He was lying on a bed and some really gorgeous blonde chick was going own on him.
Right next to him was his wife-I knew her when I saw her-and she had her mouth full of cock! After that I believed him when he said that they weren’t hung up about doing things like that and so I said that I’d go along with him. We set it up for the next Saturday and that was that.
When I got there, Amy herself met me at the door. She was wearing a negligee that really showed off her body like the movies do, and she had a hell of a body to show off, and you could see that she was really turned on by it all.
“Come on in,” she told me, holding the door open. “We’re back in the bedroom getting ready. I’m sure you’ll have a wonderful time. You mustn’t feel self-conscious or anything. Just relax, make yourself comfortable and enjoy it.”
“What can you say to that? I mean, I’d come there to ball her husband and she rolls out the red carpet! Jeez, that’s some kind of hospitality! I headed off in the direction she pointed out and she said she’d be along in a• minute. I went on down the hallway and turned into the bedroom she’d mentioned. He was there, lying on top of the covers with his cock spread out across his tummy like a gigantic snake. I stepped into the room and, just seeing him like that, it made me queasy all over.
“Come on in,” he told me. “Amy will be back in a few minutes. Why don’t you take your clothes off and join me?”
“I couldn’t have done anything but take off my clothes, once he’d asked me to.
It was like I was some kind of robot, programmed to do everything he suggested.
If someone had said to me beforehand that I’d be undressing in front of a man when his wife was somewhere in the-house, about to come into the same room with us, I’d have said he was -out of his gourd. But here: I was doing it! I peeled and.when I was absolutely bare I was already so hot I could barely stand.
“You’re really beautiful!” I heard Amy say.
She’d slipped into the room and I hadn’t even heard her! “Yes, you’re really something!”
“If that wasn’t something, standing there stark naked and both of them looking me over! I know, I’ve got a pretty good body and my breasts, especially, are good-they really stand out, you know, and when I get turned on they’re just as firm as can be-so I knew they weren’t putting me on, they really meant what they said.
“Go over to him,” Amy said to me. “Take his cock in your mouth-he likes to be sucked.”
“I knew that and I also knew that I liked going down on him. His cock was so big I could hardly get it in my mouth and I could never get more than halfway down on it, it’s so long. But I just love trying. She watched me eat him for a minute and then she said for me to get over him so he could lick my pussy too.
I turned around and did it. She moved so that she could see my pussy and she really, raved about It. I could see out of the corner of my eye that she was fingering her own twat while she was watching. She’s the sort who just loves rubbing the lips of her pussy together while she’s watching something really sexy.
“He sucked me off and it was just fine! I was so steamed up, of course, that I popped off nearly as soon as he touched me with his tongue. All it took was Just a couple of little flicks up and down the slit and I was gone, just creaming like I’d never done it before. That was part of their plan, I later figured out: to make me have a real quick one so I’d get over being uptight while they were both on the bed with me. It worked. As soon as I’d recovered a little from that come, I felt a lot more at ease with them, and I didn’t feel so ashamed any more.
“There’s nothing like a good climax to take away a person’s self consciousness,” Amy told me. “When you’ve come like that in front of your friends, there’s no reason to hold back anything any longer!”
“You’re right,” I had to admit. “You’ve seen me come, and that really breaks the ice, I guess.”
“She was still fingering herself, slow and easy, and I could see that she was really turned on by it all. Her fingers were dripping wet from the pussy drip she’d turned out and the lips- great, thick flaps of meat that looked like they’d really be sensitive-were just covered with that clear oil a woman produces when she’s really up for screwing or something.
“Could I ask you something personal?” she said, getting up on her knees, but still keeping that one hand in place. “I’ve never felt a cherry. Would you mind if I felt yours? Please?”
“If you want to,” I said.
“He was still under me, of course, and he opened me up with his hands, pulling the lips of my pussy apart and making it easier for her to run a finger into the mouth of my cunt. She felt around and -when she was satisfied she pulled her finger out, and then she licked it off! Man that was really something, looking ‘at her lick her own finger after she’d had it in my cunt! That really got to me! Then she wanted me to turn around and get over him so I could rub the head of his dick over my pussy.
“You don’t have to worry about him coming,” she said. “But I guess you already know that be holds off his come as long as he wants to. Why don’t you try getting over him and running just the head of his cock into the mouth of your cunt? Not enough to burst that precious cherry, of course, just enough to give yourself a good feeling? I love seeing his prick nosing into a sweet, hot pussy!”
“What a weird idea! I got turned on just hearing her say it. I didn’t want to do it, because I was afraid that, once I’d gotten that far, I’d lose control and let myself go down on him too far, and then I’d pop my own cherry! They had an answer for that, though. They got me on my back and be got over me. He knew he wasn’t likely to ram it in thoughtlessly and split me. Besides, they had me hold my legs way up high, almost up beside my head, and, once I’d gotten into that position I could hardly move at all. Re got over me and let me tell you, that was – great! Feeling him touch that big, hard, hot cock to my pussy was just wonderful! And when he opened my cunt up with it, running it down just far enough to touch the cherry, I was out of my head, it was so flicking good! I got another come, of course, and they seemed to enjoy it a lot, being there and helping me get those climaxes, one after the other. He was getting horny too and he said he was going to have to let go with a come himself.
“Give it to me!” she said, scooting around so she could get her head in between his tummy and mine. “Fuck her till you’re almost there and then jack off in my mouth!”
“Jeez, what a wild pair they were! You know, seeing him at school you’d never think he was such a cunt hound. And Amy, she usually seemed pretty mild too.
But let me tell you, once they got into the bedroom they were totally different! Can you imagine, a wife making her husband do a thing like that? I know some pretty hat chicks at school and some of the guys bad a reputation for being far out, though I didn’t really believe that, but this pair was just out of sight! I’m damned if they didn’t do just what she said-he worked his prick around in the mouth of my cunt till I was almost coming again and then, when he’d gotten it thoroughly soaked in my pussy drip, he jerked it out and started fucking himself with his fist! Amy leaned right in there and I guess she got her ‘lips over the head of his dick. I couldn’t see because her head was in the way. I could see, though, that she was doing it to herself again with her hand.
Finally he let out a groan and started to come.
“Suck! Suck that come out of my cock!” he told her. “Eat my prick! Drain my balls! I’ll fill you full of come!”
“She didn’t say anything, of course. How could she, with a mouthful of bard, spewing prick? I could tell that she was digging it, though, and her hand was really working on her pussy. She groaned out loud and I guess she started to come too while she was eating him. It sure looked and sounded that way. Damn, that was sexy! Lying there with him still between my legs and my pussy jumping around till I thought it might fall right off, and her sucking him like mad while she was fingering her own box! All of it together was just too much! “They’d only started, though. He’s a horny bastard and when he wants to he can go on for hours and hours. She’s the same way, I think they could play fuck and suck for hours or days at a time. When she took her mouth off his cock, I could see a little dribble of his come edge down from the corner of her mouth. He’d really shot a load into her. His prick was still as hard as a rock and I just knew that they were going to have some interesting ideas to try with me.
“I sure wasn’t wrong about that! It seemed as though that first come just whetted their appetites all the more and they really got started in on me. Amy called the shots. She seemed to have a thing about wanting to see him doing all kinds of things to me. She had him lie on his back and then had me get over him so I could rub the lips of my pussy all over his balls, up and down the stem of his cock and just everywhere. That was real good and it made me horny all over again. Then she had me put my legs together with his prick between them, so it stuck out between the cheeks of my ass, and that was even better. It seemed to me that this was almost like fucking, except that he wasn’t in me, of course, but I really liked lying next to him and feeling his body pressed up tight against mine.
“I’m crazy about this,” I said. “I just wish there were some way I could do this and have you in my mouth. I’d like to feel you inside me, shooting come thick and strong!”
“There’s a way you can have that feeling,” she said, giving me a big grin and patting me on the rump. “It’s every bit as good as a real fuck in the cunt and you don’t have to worry about getting pregnant or losing your cherry or anything like that. You can let him fuck you in the ass!”
“Wow! What a crazy idea! It literally took my breath away, it was so far out.
As soon as I heard it I knew I had to try it. But taking that cock of his up my ass? I’d never tried putting anything in my rear but I had an idea it was pretty tight. Amy could see that I was a little worried and she told me that it was perfectly all right, that lots of women did it that way all the time and that it would be great.
“In fact, I’ll show you that it can be done,” she said, rolling over onto her back and spreading her legs out wide. “Would you be a dear, Terri, and put his cock in my cunt? We’ll get him greased up good and then you can guide him into my ass. That’ll be a groove. You’ll dig it.”
“Of course I did just what she said. Man that was something else. Getting hold of his rod and holding it so it went in between the lips of her pussy! She let out a long, low sigh when he rammed it home, the, sort of sound that really lets you know she’s enjoying it. And then he worked it back and forth a little to get it real juicy. When he pulled it out I just had to reach in and taste it. Once I’d seen her do’ it to him that way I was wild to try it, and so I did. They didn’t mind. In fact, they sort of liked it, even if I did have to put him back into her cunt after I’d licked him clean. That was great, going down on him while he was fresh from her cunt, hot and wet with that juice she turned out! And the next time he pulled it out I was ready to move it down. She swung her legs way up high till she had her ankles on his shoulder. That brought her butt right up level with his prick almost and I just aimed that rod straight into her brownie. Her asshole didn’t look any looser than mine but I guess they’d used it enough to loosen it up because he went into her just like a hot knife into butter! “Once they’d convinced me that they were as-serious about my getting fucked in the ass I was really ready for it. Amy showed me how to do it, how to lie in the way that would let him’ get in easiest and then she aimed it into him herself. She greased him up with some kind of goo from a little tube in her bedside table. She -told me that I mustn’t ever let a guy switch his cock from my ass,” or anyone else’s, to my cunt because that’s a good way to -get an itchy, drippy cunt. And then he just leaned on me. Man, I was sure he’d ruined me when I felt his cock stretch my asshole and then plow into me. It felt as though he’d just ripped me apart and I let out a howl that told them plenty about how I was feeling.
“Just relax,” Amy told me. “He hasn’t hurt you in any way. The discomfort will soon pass and you’ll want him to drive that prick all the way home! Concentrate on relaxing your rear.”
“My God she’s tight!” he grunted. “But she’s taking it. She was born for this kind of action!”
“I guess he was right because it wasn’t any time till I’d forgotten all about the way my ass, was hurting. All I could think of was that I was – getting fucked. This wonderful man was giving me all of his lovely, wonderful prick.
And I wanted every inch of it, all the way inside my body! I locked my feet together, around his back, and then he started working it into my ass. God, every stroke was like heaven to me! I could feel every bump, every wrinkle on his prick and that big, flaring rim around the head drove me nuts when he worked it in and out. Anal sexuality is a relatively rare form of sexual activity, a fact which leads to a misunderstanding of it. Alfred C. Kinsey and his associates, while compiling the research data for their’ massive study, Sexual Behavior in the Human Female, found so few cases that they did not report it as a separate form of sexual outlet. In addition to the rarity of the act, anal sex is overlaid with legal; moral and religious taboos inherited from an earlier age, which conspire to keep the subject hidden behind a curtain of misunderstanding and misapprehension. Anal sexuality is, of course, a favorite mode of sexual activity among male homosexuals but relatively few people seem to realize that the anus can enter into sex play between partners of opposite sexes. Our concern here will be primarily with heterosexual anal activity, though one case reported in this book concerns a male homosexual who relies entirely’ upon anal intercourse for his pleasure. We believe that a factual reporting of these cases may help to clear up some of the misunderstanding concerning anal sexuality. It may come as a surprise to some to learn that the anus can be utilized satisfactorily in sexual activity. This should not be, since: “The anal area is erotically responsive in some individuals. In others it appears to have no particular erotic significance even though it may be highly sensitive to tactile stimulation. As many as half or more of the population may find some degree of erotic satisfaction in anal stimulation, but good incidence data are not available.’ There are some females and males who may be as aroused erotically by anal stimulation as they are by stimulation of the genitalia, or who may be more intensely aroused.” (Kinsey, Sexual Behavior in the Human Female, p. 585.) Given the ingenuity of human beings and the strength of the average sex drive, we can perhaps better understand how at least some individuals have come to capitalize on the sexual potential of the anus.
The anonymous author of The Sensuous Woman, a recent best seller, admits that anal sex may at first be difficult to imagine, due to the taboos and superstitions surrounding the act, but she goes on to point out that “once you have let your sphincter muscle relax, you will find yourself enjoying some quite remarkable sensations and, if you encourage your partner to play with your clitoris while he is making anal love to you, you are capable of having quite an orgasm. He may choose to come to climax at this time or withdraw and finish the lovemaking vaginally. Either way is very nice.” (The Sensuous Woman, p. 130.) She also points out that “Anal sex opens up to you a whole new area of pleasurable sensations to be relished by you and used to increase your personal sexual satisfaction.” (Ibid., p. 131.) Dr. Eugene Schoenfeld, M. D., author of a syndicated column of medical advice And known for his readiness to give straightforward answers to unorthodox questions, noted a wide interest among his readers in anal sexuality. The nature of Dr. Schoenfeld’s column is such that it would probably cater to the younger generation -he writes under the pen name of “Dr. Hip Pocrates”-and this interest may indicate that the young are more curious about anal sex than was their parents’ generation. This is to be expected. If anal sexuality is tabooed by society, and if the young feel a strong need to flaunt society’s rules, the taboo against sodomy would be a likely candidate for violation. In answering several questions about the feasibility and safety of anal sexual intercourse, he came to the cautious and tentative conclusion that the practice seemed medically permissible if performed in moderation. (Schoenfeld, Dear Dr. Hip Pocrates, pp. 6-8.) There is a widely held fear that indulgence in anal sexual intercourse will result in physical damage to the individual being sodomized. Hemorrhoids, for example, are commonly held to be a direct consequence of this act, though there is not enough medical evidence to support such a claim. Many individuals suffering from hemorrhoids have never experienced any kind of anal sex play and many practicing male homosexuals, devoted to anal sex, exhibit no hemorrhoids.
A person with an exceptionally large penis could conceivably wreak some physical damage upon his partner, but this is not likely. More often, the damage would be preceded by enough pain that the subject would call a halt to the proceedings rather than go on. Of course, these observations do not apply to the introduction of foreign, non-human objects in the anal opening. The author of a tremendously successful guide to sexual knowledge reports that “some of the more routine items that find their way into the gastrointestinal systems of homosexuals via the exit are pens, pencils, lipsticks, combs, pop bottles, ladies’ electric shavers, and enough other items to stock a small department store.” (David Reuben, M. D., Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex, p. 149.) We shall not be concerned here with the moral or religious arguments against anal sexual intercourse. Those arguments are real and convincing to many people, empty and false to others, and it seems profitless to try reconciling the varying extremes of opinion. Our purpose is, first, to provide information about what anal sexuality is and, second, to explain its physical and psychological appeal insofar as this is possible. Moral judgments will be left to the reader.
It is not necessarily a sign of a depraved, warped mentality to respond positively to stimulation of the anal area. The human nervous system is constructed in such a way that there is a plentiful supply of nerve endings in the anal region, especially on its surface. Thus the anus and the area immediately around it can easily be stimulated through touch. The anal sphincter muscles, which are designed primarily to keep the anal tract closed tight, can react to stimulation in a way that is erotically arousing to many people. Thus, a response to a partner’s loving touch in the anal region may simply be recognition of the physical facts of life: the touch is arousing and it does produce a positive erotic reaction. In some people, to be sure, the taboos against any kind of anal sexual activity are sufficiently strong that these stimuli result in a negative reaction. In these cases, it seems clear the individual is applying a learned form of behavior to his physical reactions and is negatively stimulated. The sensations which arouse excitement and a desire to continue the stimulation can produce either a violent revulsion or a strong inclination to repeat the Stimulus, depending upon the training of the individual concerned.
To make the situation even more complex, we must also recognize that in many individuals the “forbidden acts” are even more arousing and exciting than those which are sanctioned by society. Moralists may be depressed by the fact that they can sometimes respond so energetically to violations of their own moral code, but the fact remains: there is sometimes more real excitement in violating social codes than in upholding and observing them.
As the foregoing discussion suggests, anal sex can provide real physical stimulation and also a form of psychological stimulation. These stimuli are not mutually exclusive, of course. They can easily be combined in the same individual. Anal sexuality, to use modern vernacular, “has a lot going for it.”
This being the case, we ought not to be surprised to find that a considerable number of people make use of the arousal potential of this form of sexual activity. While that number might not bulk especially large in the total population of the United States, even a minuscule percentage can equal a sizable body of people. Devotion to the anus, as a mode of achieving sexual satisfaction, is by no means a monopoly of the male homosexual, as some would have us believe.
Occasionally one finds women who greatly prefer anal intercourse to any other kind of sex play. Such was the case with Linda G-, who wrote, “Anal intercourse is, for me, a far more satisfactory means of obtaining multiple orgasms than vaginal intercourse and I have been enjoying the former act for nearly fifteen years, averaging no less than three times weekly. There have been no signs of hemorrhoids, no irregularity, and since the first few times I experienced no pain. There is considerable pleasure for me during the act, and after the emission of semen I enjoy a five or ten minute period of utter serenity.” (Schoenfeld, Dear Dr. Hip Pocrates,) In exceptional cases, anal intercourse may be combined with more orthodox forms of sexual activity, as the following letter indicates: “Recently my husband and I have submitted to “double-screwing,” i.e., one penis in my vagina and a second in my rectum simultaneously. It isn’t easy to do, but when it is I am transported into another world! For me to reach climax half a dozen times is not unusual and each orgasm is more gratifying than the one preceding it.” (Quoted in ibid., pp. 7-8.) In these cases, one feels sure, at least part of the pleasure reported stems from the fact that the subject is participating in a “forbidden act,” violating a deeply held social taboo. There are very few women in whom the vagina and the adjacent organs, together with the nerve endings which provide the physical stimulation needed for sexual arousal, are atrophied or dysfunctional. That is, there is seldom any clear physiological reason why the anus should be preferred to the vagina as a receptacle for the penis. The preference is far more likely to be due to psychological peculiarities of the particular individual.
In virtually every case history that we can find, the subject reports that first attempts at performing anal sexual intercourse were accompanied with at least a moderate amount of pain. Whether the individual was male or female, they found that a penis could not be inserted into the rectum with ease. The female subjects investigated were almost unanimous in agreeing that the first attempts at sodomy were more painful than the first attempts at performing vaginal intercourse. Many of the women agreed that practice worked wonders in easing the penis’s entrance but this is not the point we wish to make. The reader should realize that pain can sometimes be a stimulant and, in the case of some individuals, a powerful spur toward more complete sexual arousal.
Masochism, the ability to become sexually aroused through experiencing pain, would appear to explain the fascination anal sexual intercourse has for certain women. “Some women,” remarks a widely respected authority in the field, “enjoy being subjected to sodomrntic practices because of their strong masochistic component.” (Caprio, Variations in Sexual Behavior, p. 268.) We can hardly end this discussion of anal sexuality without commenting on the legal aspects of the act. It should be clearly understood by every reader that, in most states, anal sexual intercourse is illegal. We can do no better, when considering this question, than to quote from a widely respected authority on sexual behavior: “In most states the sodomy acts are so worded that they would apply to mouth-genital contacts and to anal coitus between married persons, as well as to both heterosexual and homosexual relations outside marriage. Few people are aware that the sodomy acts can be extended to married partners. The penalties for such acts may in some jurisdictions be exceeded only by the penalties for murder, kidnapping and rape. There are court statements on the applicability of these sodomy statutes, and one case even goes ‘so far as to uphold the conviction of a man for soliciting his ‘wife to commit sodomy. We have cases of persons who were convicted because one of the spouses objected, or because some other person became aware that oral or anal play had been included in the marital activities. There are, however, few prosecutions under these laws, but as long as they remain on the books, they are subject to capricious enforcement and become tools for blackmailers.” (Kinsey, Sexual Behavior in the Human Female, p. 370.) It should be amply clear that while there may be no serious medical or physiological objections to anal sexual intercourse, the law is of another mind. Admittedly the chances of detection are slim, but the reader must realize that such acts are illegal.
Laws have never been able to mold human behavior, especially not when there are strong inducements for at least some of the citizenry to’ act contrary to those laws. Our investigation of the physical and psychological aspects of anal sexuality indicates that there are weighty reasons why the more experimental minded or the more rebellious segments of our population might choose to investigate the anus as a source of sexual pleasure and, having done so, might continue to utilize that part of the human body.
This being the case, we can confidently predict that anal sexuality is here to stay. Moralists may fulminate against the act but it will continue to be performed because of the attractions it holds. We believe, therefore, that the subject deserves investigating and that the public deserves as complete and scientific a report on that investigation as we can provide. This is the purpose for the present book. We have not concerned ourselves with arguing for or against anal sexuality. Rather, we have attempted to learn what it is, what its dimensions are and what consequences may attend the act.
Chapter One Linda G.
“I guess I’m one of those girls that got started on finger fucking and cocksucking and managed to have so much fun out of it that just plain fucking never seemed extra-special. When I first started dating boys, I remember, I was really worried about getting pregnant. I suppose that’s because of Mom-she was always telling me when a girl got pregnant and warning me to be careful when I was out with a guy. The result was, I could often get really turned on, but whenever a guy started making noises like he’d like to get his cock up my cunt, I just turned off right there! “The guy I dated all through high school, I think he helped get me into this condition. Sure, he’d have liked to have had a nice fuck with me, but would you believe that we dated for almost two years before we ever did it? That’s a fact, baby! It was twenty-two months to the day after our first date when I finally broke down and let him get his cock into my cunt. And even then I made damned sure that he was wearing a rubber and that I’d squirted half a tube of vaginal foam up my hole before he did it. I wasn’t one to take any chances on getting myself knocked up.
“Jimmy, the guy I dated so long, was about as horny as they come but he didn’t mind if I only jerked him off. He was a little bit more experienced than I was and he already knew about eating pussy. That gave me the idea about going down on him, see, and after I found out how nice it was to have a guy’s prick in your mouth and how you could tease him along until his balls foamed over and he shot out about a gallon Of that hot, salty cream, I was just about as wild about eating dick as I was of jerking a guy off.
“See, I’ve always been just a pig about guys and their come. Somehow, the sight of a big, hard, fat cock standing tall and shooting that wonderful cream out into the air, that’s always really turned me on more than anything else, I guess. There’s something about the sight of it, knowing that I’m the one who got this guy all worked up and that I also brought him off so that he was squirting jism all over the place, that really makes me take off. Lots of times I’ve felt my pussy just boil over with my own come and I wouldn’t even be touching it and the guy wouldn’t be feeling it either. I guess that’s what you call a sympathetic reaction, right? “It’s a good thing I found out about how nice it is -to give a guy a hand job and how they can do the same back to me, because if I hadn’t, I know for a fact that I’d have just withered up and died long ago. Why, even on the very first date I ever had my panties were all soaked, just from being close to the guy, and we weren’t even kissing or trying to neck it up, even! And when I really started that stuff, I just about died! Lord, the first time a guy stood next to me and kissed me, so I could feel his legs pressing against mine and his chest squashing my titties down a little, I got so worked up that I could barely stand on my own legs! The first guy that ever tried anything with me was just wonderful. When he started brushing the tips of his fingers over my thighs I nearly fainted and of course I really let go when he started fingering my pussy through my panties.
“When I started dating Jimmy I really started finding out about guys. I told him right off that I was scared to death of getting pregnant and he said it was all right, if I’d just do him with my hand. He showed me how to jack a guy off, doing it real slow and easy till all of a sudden he just can’t hold it back any more, and then ending up with some real fast strokes of your fist. Man, the first time I ever saw him shoot off I was so proud of myself! And he was real good with his hands too. He could nearly always make me come within five minutes after we’d start necking and usually he’d keep after me till I’d come two or three times in his hand.
“Jimmy was the one who got me interested in that French stuff too. We went off on a picnic one Saturday afternoon and he had a lot of those pictures showing men and women doing things to each other. I was really shook up the first time I saw a shot of a guy licking a cunt. The idea of something like that was almost too much for me to handle. But Jimmy put his mouth on mine, after he’d told me that this was how he’d like to lick my snatch, and when I felt his tongue playing over my lips and digging into my mouth I just had to have his face between my legs.
“So I laid back on the blanket, after I’d stripped down to the skin, and he really did it to me. Wow! I’d had some comes before, I thought, but once he got his mouth right over the meat of my pussy I just went wild with it. He ate my cunt till I thought sure it was going to drop off and then he moved up and started kissing my mouth. Mmm, that was swell too, tasting my cunt on his lips and sucking my come off his tongue! It just made me so hot I could hardly stand it so I grabbed Jimmy’s cock and started pumping.
“He was stripped too and, before I knew what I was doing, I had him straddling me and I was mouthing the tip of his cock. He was kneeling right over my breasts and I was rubbing my nipples into his balls while I sucked, which made it all the nicer. And then he started to come! At first I didn’t want it in my mouth and I pulled away. The first jets splashed on my cheek and as soon as I felt that warm, slick stuff on my face I knew I had to have it in my mouth. So I stuffed his big cock back between my lips and started sucking the come out of him. Man, was that ever some delicious brew he was shooting out! “I know of some girls who claim that a man’s come is the awfullest stuff in the world but, believe me, back when I was seventeen or eighteen and going with Jimmy or a couple of the guys I dated after he and I broke up, I thought that come was just the best stuff in the world! I think I could have lived on the stuff, almost.
“Well, it wasn’t long till Jimmy and I were really French artists. He liked to tease me along, to play with my pussy till I was almost ready to come and then ease off, so I’d just simmer for a while. There were times when I wanted to come so bad I’d almost cry. Hell, I’d beg and plead with him to stick his tongue up my cunt and finish me off but -lie was too smart for that. He’d just lay back and there wasn’t a thing I could do to force him into finishing me.
“But then I got smart and started paying attention to what I was doing. I learned how to play with his cock and balls and to get him so blasted hot his nuts would almost fall off, he wanted it so bad, and once I’d given him a good case of the ache, he learned not to leave me dangling so long. But I’ll say this for putting it off and stretching it out till you think you’re going to die, you want to come so bad that when you finally do make it, you really come! “Once Jimmy and I broke up, I had it a little more difficult. He’d fucked me a few times, mostly on real special occasions, but 1 just never could forget about getting pregnant. That always stayed in the back of my mind, even when my cunt pumped away like a fire hose, and I guess that’s the main reason I never came quite as well that way. Most of the guys, though, they thought it was kid stuff to “get by with hand jobs and several of them were really down on blow jobs and eating pussy. I remember this one guy he nearly kicked me out of the car when I started licking his cock.
“You cheap little bitch!” he yelled out, jerking his prick away and scooting away from me till you’d have thought I was something drug in from the garbage heap. “If I’d known you were a cocksucker, I’d never have taken you out!”
“But by that time I was really hooked on the French way and I just figured that, if he couldn’t dig it, too bad for him. There were lots of guys around who didn’t mind a bit having their dicks sucked, and a fair number of them were really ready to chew on a girl’s pussy too. So I was getting mine pretty regular, even if it wasn’t in quite the same way as most of the other girls.
“I guess I was about twenty when I met Paul. He was real nice, just the coolest guy you’d ever want to see. And did be ever love tonguing me! Man, I could lay over him for an hour or two, just rubbing my cunt into his mouth and going down on that big fat cock of his! He wasn’t nearly as quick to come as a lot of guys I’ve known, and I could spend a long time working the skin back and forth over the head of his dick, running my tongue around that groove where the head meets the shaft, and licking on his balls. But when he finally let go, man! It was like Old Faithful up at Yellowstone. The way he could spurt out that love juice! “We were spending one Saturday afternoon in his apartment, loving it up like it was going out of style, when he tried this new thing on*me. I don’t know why I did it, but I was stretched out over him, just having myself a ball with his cock, when all of a sudden I got this idea to jab my finger into his ass. He bad a real cute little asshole, with a fringe of black fur around it, and I shoved in my middle finger up to about the second knuckle. I’d never done anything like that to a guy before, not in my whole life, and I still don’t know why I did it that afternoon.
“Wow! He let out a grunt like he’d been kicked in the gut and then he started to let the cream fly! I’d already sucked him off once that afternoon and I wasn’t expecting another flood, at least not that soon. But I’m telling you, that man just about drowned me in come! Oh, did he ever shoot it out! And as soon as he’d finished coming, damned if he didn’t do it to me! Yeah, right up my fanny went his finger and then. I knew what I’d done to him.
“I’d had myself some fine old times with guys before but this one-with Paul digging his tongue about six inches deep in my cunt and jabbing that finger up my ass-it just wiped me out completely. I felt as though I was melting and running down into his mouth. The come was so hard, and it just went on forever, it seemed, until I couldn’t even move any more. I gave a little groan and rolled off him. Man, I was sucked and fingered right into a daze! “From that day to this, all I’ve got to do is just think about a finger dipping into my asshole and I’m hot. I mean, really hot, like I was about to let go and have a real, gut-shaking come. Lots of times I’ve brought myself off just by sitting in a chair with my legs crossed and doing nothing more than thinking about a finger working around in my butt. I’d never been able to do it before, just by crossing my legs and squeezing them together on my pussy, but now that I had that finger to think about, and could remember how delicious it had been when Paul ran that finger in me, I could squeeze a come out of my pussy almost any time.
“At first I was a little shy and bashful about talking to Paul about this. I guess I had my share of hang-ups about the asshole but damn it, I just loved it so much that I had to say something! It turned out that he’d never been punctured there either, so I guess you could say we took each other’s cherry in a way. He was just like me-the feeling of a finger sliding in that little brownie hole was the greatest thing ever and be was really up for me doing it to him all the time while we were going down on each other.
“I was taking the Pill by this time and letting Paul give me a fuck in the cunt every now and then, though I. still didn’t like that as much as I liked the hand jobs and the sucking he could give me. But we tried fingering each other as we flicked and that was pretty good too, even if we did have to get in a real awkward position to be able to reach down for each other. I think that’s the main reason why I didn’t like butt-fingering quite as well while we were screwing.
“It was a lot easier for me to finger myself while Paul shoved the cock to me.
I did that a lot. My, it’s really something to reach into your own asshole and feel a man’s dick working back and forth in your own cunt! They’re real close together, you know, and you can feel the man almost as if your finger was right on his cock. Paul really dug that. Lots of times he’d put his cock in just far enough for me to press through the skin from the asshole and rub the head of his dick. He said it was sort of like being flicked, sucked, and jacked off all at the same time! I know one thing-it sure brought the come to boiling out of his nuts and squirting into my cunt! “I was really into doing it to myself at about that time too. It seemed that when I was about eighteen, and from then till I was twenty-three or so, I just couldn’t get enough sex. I’d get up in the morning and my thighs would be all wet with pussy drippings and I’d be so fucking hot I could hardly go to the bathroom. Why, I’d be sitting on the john for my morning pee and I’d want it so bad I wouldn’t even wait till I’d stopped peeing before I’d start rubbing my clit. Lots of times I’d get piss on my fingers, I was that eager to get to working on myself. It never seemed to worry me too much, pissing and finger-diddling at the same time. As soon as I’d get my bladder drained, wham! << 3 >>
In would go a finger or two and I’d stand up, just as if I had a man next to me, and I’d really ball myself. I love to do it standing up. It makes the come so much stronger and it really knocks me out to do it that way.
“It wasn’t too long, you can bet, before I was fingering both holes at the same time. One band in front, digging into my snatch, and the other around behind me gouging my fanny. I was grinding back and forth just like a go-go dancer! Man that was really some fun!
“I also loved watching myself do it. I’d straddle this little bench before my dresser, with a mirror placed on the bench so I could look down and see how it looked. I could see everything just perfect and it really turned me on, watching my fingers work in and out of my pussy. Even better, though, was watching my finger screwing my asshole. I’d stand there for as long as I could, just working the finger all around, in and out, and lots of times I’d fuck first one hole and then the other. I got sort of an extra kick out of taking my finger out of my ass and then running it up my cunt. I don’t know why that jolted me so much more but it always made me tingle all over.
“I was just twenty-one when I noticed one day that I had something wrong with my cunt. Man, it itched and burned something fierce and I could tell that my pussy drippings didn’t have that sweet, musky smell or taste they once had. The guy I was dating at the time, he started complaining about the way I tasted-he was pretty big on pussy eating too-and – I decided that I’d have to do something. Hell, I didn’t know but what I’d picked up a dose of clap or syph or something. I guess I didn’t know anything about anything in those days.
“So I went to see this doctor that some of the girls at the office had talked about. She was a lady doctor, which made it easier to talk about something being wrong with my cunt. As soon as I told her what was wrong she caught on right away. She had me strip and get up on the examining table and she ran a little thing inside my cunt and sent it off to be tested.
“You’d do well to be a little more careful in the future,” she told me after she’d made the test. “One of those holes is for pleasure and the other is for nature. You mustn’t use them both at the same time. Keep their functions separate.”
“What on earth do you mean?” I asked, trying to play dumb.
“I was still a little hung up about my loving to get it in the ass so well and I just couldn’t come right out and tell her that I knew very well that both of those holes were for pleasure. She didn’t say anything to that. She just went over to a little cabinet and got out one of those rubber gloves they wear to poke around inside you. She slipped it on and, while I was still stretched out on that table with my feet propped up in those little steel stirrups they have, she shot that greasy finger right up my asshole! Man, I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt that! I couldn’t have hidden my reaction for anything in the world and she saw right off that I was really digging that finger of hers.
“Maybe she was a little queer, I don’t know. Anyway, she finished what she’d started. Yeah, she finger fucked my asshole till I was having a real nice come.
Man, was that ever something, having a woman do it to me! I didn’t know whether to lay back and enjoy it or leap up from that table and get the hell home-but once she’d gotten a good hold on me and was flicking my ditty with her thumb while she was digging into my rear with her finger, I couldn’t have moved if the building had been on five! She brought me off and I just laid there and came like a baby. After it was all over she pulled her hand out and threw the glove away. She sat down at her place and started telling me about what I had.
“It turned out that there wasn’t anything wrong with liking to get a little action in your ass. She told me that lots of people do this and the only reason we’re so hung up about it is that we’ve always been told not to do it. I felt a lot better about that, believe me. And she told me to be real careful and not to let a guy do it to me in the ass first and then switch over to my cunt.
That’s how I got that itch and burning in my cunt, switching from one to the other without washing first.
“She was real nice, that doctor, and I told her all about the way I’d been doing with guys. She seemed to understand all about it and she didn’t even blink when I told her I’d a lot rather suck •a guy off than let him shoot off in my cunt. She had this kind of atmosphere about her that I didn’t mind a bit, telling her all about the things I’d been doing with guys or doing to myself, and, she said that I wasn’t a weirdo at all. I just had different ideas about what was fun and what wasn’t. She gave me a prescription for some stuff to take and told me to check back with her in, a couple of weeks. I did just what she told me and inside of ‘two weeks my cunt was just as sweet and juicy as it had ever been. I was never so grateful for anything in my whole life as I was to get rid of that awful burning, stinking in my cunt! I think she’d have finger fucked me again, that time when I went back to see her. Maybe she was a little on the queer side. I don’t know. But she didn’t do it to me and I think I’m just as glad about that. It was nice when she made me come but I believe that I’d rather do it with guys. After all, there isn’t a girl in the world that can shoot out thick, juicy’, creamy come like a man! “I met up with Paul right after I’d finished the treatment she’d ordered for me. The guy I’d been going with, I blamed him for getting me all screwed up inside, had broke up with me during those treatments. Paul was hip to this sort of thing, the stuff I’d gone to see the doctor about. He’d been married once already and his wife had gotten it too. See, he was another one of those guys that would as soon suck or finger a woman as give her a tuck in the cunt. I guess he’d switched his finger from her asshole to her cunt once too often.
Anyway, he was real careful never to do it to me.
“Sure, I’d like to,” he told me once when we were balling each other, “because it’s really a drag getting up to wash off my finger after I’ve had it up your rump. But what the hell, I sure don’t want to spoil this pussy for eating purposes!”
“So he never got me infected again, which was something I really appreciated.
He was really’ high on my snatch for eating purposes. He always said I had the sweetest, juiciest box he’d ever put a tongue to. He might be right about that.
He took me to a real swinging party one flight, where there were about five girls and seven or eight guys, and I really did my thing. I ate every one of those men, usually right after he’d given another one of the girls a good fucking, and I could taste their cunt on every cock I ate. I didn’t taste a one that had that sweet, ripe, musky taste that I’ve got and Paul, he said the same thing. He ate most of them that night, or at least gave their pussies a good tonguing, so 1 guess he knew what he was talking about.
“I never was much for that wild swinging type of party though. Except for that one party, I never was at a place where other people were going at it and I don’t think I miss it much. When I get turned on, see, all I want to do is get with a man and let it happen. I don’t care much about lying around and watching other girls get it.”
Linda G-, the author of the preceding case history, is a secretary for a small business firm in one of our larger cities. She has never married and shrugs off questions about her marriage plans by admitting that she seems to tire of men too quickly to make permanent plans. As her grammar indicates, she is poorly educated, though her work record shows that she is capable and efficient at performing the limited duties required of her. She took a secretarial course in high school and, upon being graduated, went to work.
The illness which necessitated the visit to the doctor, about which she spoke at some length, was vaginitis. Specifically, she appears to have contracted a vaginal trichomonal infection. “Vaginitis caused by trichomonas,” writes the author of a popular health column found in many underground newspapers, “is characterized by itching and a foul smelling yellow-green discharge. In the male there are usually no symptoms though there may be a thin discharge and some burning or itching on urination.” (Eugene Schoenfeld, M.D., Dear Dr. Hip, p. 51.) The condition is caused by trichomonas vaginalis, “a single-celled organism which is readily identified under a microscope… and which “is identical in appearance” to an organism more commonly found in the digestive tract. (Ibid.) The theory, borne out all too frequently in practice, is that the organism is transferred from the anus to the vagina by careless lovemaking.
Curiously the trichomonad gives no difficulty as long as it is confined to the anal tract. Only when it is transferred to the vagina, does it begin creating problems.
Another common vaginal infection, perhaps even more often found, is the yeast infection. As the yeast organism grows, it creates a condition with symptoms similar to those found in trichomoniasis and gonorrhea. Ironically enough, broad spectrum antibiotics-normally so helpful in many cases-have the effect of killing off vaginal bacteria which keep down the yeast organisms. Thus, in treating one illness, we often open the door to another.
It is quite clear from Linda’s account that she willingly engaged in anal sexual relations. She was not forced into it by men who sought to work out hidden homosexual fantasies upon her. Not is there any evidence that she associated anal sexuality with “unclean” things and thereby derived extra pleasure from degrading herself in that manner. She displayed no signs of masochism, either overt or latent. Thus we can probably rule out two of the more common explanations of anal sexuality in human beings. We believe that another approach will be more fruitful.
Let us first note Linda’s extreme fear of pregnancy. She told us that even after she had begun taking oral contraceptives, she still had a deep fear of conceiving and had privately admitted to us that she had more than once considered having herself sterilized. There is also the matter of her extreme sensitivity to erotic stimulation. Her description of her first encounters with boys is graphic evidence of her ability to become aroused by even the slightest contact with the opposite sex.
Linda was thus superbly equipped with the sensory perceptions needed to gain a great deal of pleasure from sexual relations. She was also, however, gripped by a deep and unreasonable fear of the most obvious consequence of the sexual act, pregnancy. Her readiness to engage in masturbation with her boyfriends can thus be more easily understood. It afforded her an easy “out” and gave her an acceptable substitute for sexual intercourse. Her interest in the opposite sex extended to the phallus and she quickly became adept in fondling that organ, thereby providing her partners with considerable sexual pleasure.
It is not clear how Linda came to associate the anus with sexuality. Her account, as we have seen, had her acting upon a sudden whim and inserting a finger into the anus of the man whom she was fellating. Try as she might, she could not recall ever having given any special thought to the anus before that experience. Psychiatrists are rightly skeptical of the sudden, whimsical action and rightly suspect that startling variations from habitual behavior-such as Linda displayed in inserting her finger into her partner’s rectum-are almost always the result of a long, if unconscious, period of preparation. It is thus probable that she was unconsciously forming an interest in the anus long before that act and that she had in fact come to associate it with sexual response.
This kind of behavior is not unknown to students of human sexuality. Long ago, Havelock Ellis remarked that “it would thus seem probable that in some persons … there is a tendency for the centers of sexual excitation to be shifted posteriorly, such persons possessing unusually developed buttocks and an anus with greater sexual sensibility than the normal sexual centers. Such a state of things must be regarded as constituting a predisposition only; it is not necessarily final or beyond the reach of training. But it is obvious that it constitutes a favorable and even natural basis for various sexual deviations.” (Studies in the Psychology of Sex, vol. II, Part 2, p. 198.) We might also consider the fact of Linda’s relative lack of interest in vaginal intercourse. Even at the time of her interview, she stated a strong preference for the other types of sexual activity mentioned in the foregoing portion of her case history. We believe that her preferences can be accounted for by referring to her conditioning. The sex play to which she was introduced by her first boyfriends, together with her aversion to pregnancy-and Consequently to intercourse-had the effect of training her to find pleasure in sexual outlets other than vaginal intercourse. “Learning and conditioning in connection with human sexual behavior involve the same sorts of processes as learning and conditioning in other types of behavior. But man, because of his highly developed forebrain, may be more condition able than any of the other mammals.
The variations which exist in adult sexual behavior probably depend more upon conditioning than upon variations in the gross anatomy or physiology of the sexual mechanisms.” (Alfred C. Kinsey et at, Sexual Behavior in the Human Female, p. 644.) “I guess it was about two years ago that I started working at the place where I work now.
There was another woman there then and I was supposed to sort of help her out around the place, look after the letters and pour the boss’s coffee. The boss is real nice. Hank-that’s his name, everybody there first names everybody else-is about six feet tall and pretty well built, considering that he’s a little over forty. Jean, the woman I was supposed to be helping, was getting it pretty regular from him, as I figured out in about a week after starting to work there.
“I didn’t begrudge it to her, though I was always a little uncomfortable about balling guys who -worked at the same place I did. It just makes things a little more complicated you know? But what the hell, I’d already figured out that Hank’s -wife -was a total bitch. She’d call him at the office all -the time and she’4 be drunk by noon. I still remember the way she bitched and whined at us.
She must have treated him worse. Anyway, he and Jean had a thing going. They used to take off in the afternoons sometimes. I guess they went off to a motel someplace and really sacked out. When they’d get back Jean would have this really satisfied look on her face and Hank, he just looked totally beat. I always figured that Jean was a real hot ass and liked her dick real regular.
She wasn’t married but from what I saw, she might just as well as have been married to Hank, they screwed that much.
“But then they had a big blowup about a year after I started working there. I never did know what it was that set them off but, whatever it was, it was a dilly of a fight. Jean lasted about two days after that and let me tell you, she was just impossible to work with. Finally, one morning when Hank asked her about some contracts she’d – filed away, she blew up and told him to shove it.
She flew out of the office and none of us ever saw her again. I don’t know if Hank missed her or not. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.
“For about two weeks around that office things were a little tense. I didn’t know what to say, so I just did my work and kept my mouth shut. Jean had been really inefficient, so I managed to do my work and hers too, without too much trouble. Hank didn’t have much to say at first but then he started loosening up and pretty soon it seemed as though Jean had never been there at all. I don’t know when he first got interested in me-maybe he’d been interested all along.
Hell, it might even be that that’s what he had that argument with Jean about.
“Sure, I thought about what it would be like, balling him. I always think that about almost any guy. But I hadn’t really figured on anything until one afternoon I was bending over my desk doing something and he had to squeeze by me to get at the filing cabinet in the corner. Man, he had a stiff raised up that you could have used to breed elephants – with! I nearly jumped out of my skin when he squeezed by me and I felt that big, hard dong of his brush my ass!
I knew right away what it was and since I hadn’t had a guy in three or four days-it was because I was having my period-I was naturally pretty horny.
“Jesus, I never felt anything like that,” I said, blurting it right out. “You must be in bad shape.”
“I guess maybe I was asking for it, now that I look back on it, but honest, -the words just slipped out. I wasn’t trying -to set him up or anything like that. But it was real obvious that I knew what he had there and that I wasn’t any stranger to pricks. He came over to me and we started kissing with him rubbing that mammoth thing – into my belly, scraping it across my thighs and all like that. The next thing I knew I was ripping open his fly and dragging that monster out into the open.
“Let’s go into my office,” he said. “Somebody might come in here and we don’t want that.”
“I went in with him and be locked the door behind us, I was already so blasted hot I was about to cream my panties. -I’ll bet that Tampax I had up my cunt was scorched almost! I never even gave a thought to my period, you see. All I could think of was that prong of his and how I wanted to love it up good. He had a little sofa in his office and I pushed him down on it so I could get over him and start loving that – big thing good. Lord, he was as hot as flame and as hard as iron! I rolled the skin down off the head – of his dick and the knob was like a great big cooked beet, – all hot and red and already juicy, he was so hot. Yeah, there was a little thin stream of come leaking out the peehole so I just naturally had to lap it up, it looked so good.
“Hey, I didn’t know you liked to suck dick,” he told me. “You do that as if you really loved it!”
“I do love it,” I told him. “The way a nice, big cock feels against my tongue, I just can’t help loving it.”
“That’s real good,” he said, ‘but I’m dying to tuck you. I want to get my cock in you up to the balls and fill you full of come!”
“That’s when I realized that I couldn’t do it because I was still having my period. I knew he didn’t have a rubber and – I certainly wasn’t going to let him go into me without anything to protect me-that would have been just like begging for trouble. So I told him that I wasn’t able to tuck because of the period. I was figuring on giving him a blow job, like I usually did for guys when I was at that time of the month. I figured he sure wouldn’t want to finger fuck me, what with the period and all that, but I didn’t mind. Just being able to feel him come and to taste his jism squirting into my mouth would have been enough for me. But, for what reason I’ll never know, I said something else.