2nd time receiving Anal
First thing I’ll say is sex of any kind should only be between consenting adults of legal age. This story is detailed and borders between coercion, seduction and rape of a young person, so stop here if you don’t wanna read about it.
At 14 I was working in a grocery store in the summer mostly taking groceries out to cars. A middle aged man used to come in on Saturday morning, buy his groceries, and tip me heavily (5, 10 bucks or more) for taking his groceries out to his car trunk. I was young, gullible and not really noticing what things meant then, even when he started touching my butt while I closed the car trunk, thinking it was an accident.
At this age I was already experimenting with drugs (mostly pot), beer, looking at mostly my dad’s porn mags of all kinds, and hanging out with the wrong crowd. I had already tried anal sex with a friend my age a year or two before and he had succeeded in penetrating my ass, although I was unable to penetrate him since he was too tight, my cock was bigger than his, and we had no lube. His dick was small but very erect and after a lot of pushing and poking and rubbing he got the head in and gradually the rest of it. I wasn’t sure what I thought about it, I didn’t hate it but all that wiggling around seemed weird to me. However I allowed him to fuck me until I started getting sore. We planned to try again, but with Vaseline so I could do him and he could do me again but better, but unfortunately it never happened.
Also we both had received a lot of enemas from our mothers growing up and this made us both less afraid of being poked back there. We both had received enemas the night before and we got so horny talking about that, girls, and butts, we wound up with our pants off touching each other’s privates.
Fast forward back to the guy from the grocery store, he invited me to go smoke a joint with him during my lunch break at his house, 5 miles from my job. I accepted and went with him, and he immediately started talking about sex, and his dick, in the car. I still had not caught on to what he was doing or why he bought so many tubs of lard when he bought groceries.
At his house I sat on the couch and he sat beside me and lit up a joint. He kept edging closer and started playing with my earlobe, which was obviously too weird for me. He tried to get me to suck his dick, I refused. Then he grabbed me around the waist tightly with one arm and pulled me up halfway over his lap and ran his other hand down the backside of my jeans, rubbed his big finger in my asscrack and then forced it up my ass. I am not sure about this but I think there was a little bit of lard on his finger. I didn’t know what to do but I was worried he wouldn’t take me back to work on time, so I just let him hold his big finger in me. It was huge and uncomfortable but it didn’t really hurt, then he started exploring inside my butt. I let him until he went suddenly a lot deeper and then I squeezed very hard trying to block him. He pulled out, then came the ultimatum.
I would need to play right, or I’d be walking 5 miles back to work or 8 miles home. By then he had his pants off and I saw his long fat dick with the pronounced head on it. I refused to suck it once again, but I told him he could fuck me if he used Vaseline and if he’d get me back to work on time. I insisted on Vaseline since me and my friend earlier had planned to do it again with Vaseline so this was in my mind.
I pulled my jeans off and he went to the bathroom and came back with a jar of Vaseline. His dick was huge and hard and my legs were shaking as I bent over his couch, spread my legs and grabbed the back of the couch and braced myself. I felt his finger again rubbing up and down my ass crack with the lube, then he abruptly pushed it in and up, felt around, pushed it down, wiggled , did a 360 circle and then withdrew it. I looked over my shoulder and saw him rubbing a gob of lube on his cock head and I turned back around, face down and ass up. I had decided to get it over with and allow him easy access so I spread my legs further and tried to relax. I am quite sure he was very turned on by my slender body and tight round ass sticking out towards him, and I felt loosened up from his fingering and the effects of the marijuana buzz.
He spread my cheeks apart with his fingers and I felt the big cock head at my butthole. He pushed forward and eased his big cock head in me. The stretching was more than I had imagined as he eased the head all the way in. It was well lubed but still it hurt and I whimpered. He held it in me for awhile and as I started to adjust he eased a few inches of the thick shaft in. Yes it hurt, but I remember thinking things like, is it tight for him? Can he tell I have had enemas? Can he tell my young friend got his small cock in me once? Then came the anticipated poking, wiggling, in/out, up and down fucking. It hurt like hell but at the same time I knew there was something hot about my tight skinny round bubble butt being fucked by this guy over the couch. In a few minutes he sped way up and I knew he was about done and he came. He pulled it out and it made a popping sound. We got dressed and he took me back to work 30 minutes late, complimenting me on my tight ass during the ride. I told the boss I was sick and went home on my bicycle with cum and Vaseline oozing into my fruit of the looms. When I got home I immediately got in the tub and soaked for awhile, then masturbated several times. My butt was sore and I walked funny for several days, and It felt sometimes like he was still inside me.
At 14 I was working in a grocery store in the summer mostly taking groceries out to cars. A middle aged man used to come in on Saturday morning, buy his groceries, and tip me heavily (5, 10 bucks or more) for taking his groceries out to his car trunk. I was young, gullible and not really noticing what things meant then, even when he started touching my butt while I closed the car trunk, thinking it was an accident.
At this age I was already experimenting with drugs (mostly pot), beer, looking at mostly my dad’s porn mags of all kinds, and hanging out with the wrong crowd. I had already tried anal sex with a friend my age a year or two before and he had succeeded in penetrating my ass, although I was unable to penetrate him since he was too tight, my cock was bigger than his, and we had no lube. His dick was small but very erect and after a lot of pushing and poking and rubbing he got the head in and gradually the rest of it. I wasn’t sure what I thought about it, I didn’t hate it but all that wiggling around seemed weird to me. However I allowed him to fuck me until I started getting sore. We planned to try again, but with Vaseline so I could do him and he could do me again but better, but unfortunately it never happened.
Also we both had received a lot of enemas from our mothers growing up and this made us both less afraid of being poked back there. We both had received enemas the night before and we got so horny talking about that, girls, and butts, we wound up with our pants off touching each other’s privates.
Fast forward back to the guy from the grocery store, he invited me to go smoke a joint with him during my lunch break at his house, 5 miles from my job. I accepted and went with him, and he immediately started talking about sex, and his dick, in the car. I still had not caught on to what he was doing or why he bought so many tubs of lard when he bought groceries.
At his house I sat on the couch and he sat beside me and lit up a joint. He kept edging closer and started playing with my earlobe, which was obviously too weird for me. He tried to get me to suck his dick, I refused. Then he grabbed me around the waist tightly with one arm and pulled me up halfway over his lap and ran his other hand down the backside of my jeans, rubbed his big finger in my asscrack and then forced it up my ass. I am not sure about this but I think there was a little bit of lard on his finger. I didn’t know what to do but I was worried he wouldn’t take me back to work on time, so I just let him hold his big finger in me. It was huge and uncomfortable but it didn’t really hurt, then he started exploring inside my butt. I let him until he went suddenly a lot deeper and then I squeezed very hard trying to block him. He pulled out, then came the ultimatum.
I would need to play right, or I’d be walking 5 miles back to work or 8 miles home. By then he had his pants off and I saw his long fat dick with the pronounced head on it. I refused to suck it once again, but I told him he could fuck me if he used Vaseline and if he’d get me back to work on time. I insisted on Vaseline since me and my friend earlier had planned to do it again with Vaseline so this was in my mind.
I pulled my jeans off and he went to the bathroom and came back with a jar of Vaseline. His dick was huge and hard and my legs were shaking as I bent over his couch, spread my legs and grabbed the back of the couch and braced myself. I felt his finger again rubbing up and down my ass crack with the lube, then he abruptly pushed it in and up, felt around, pushed it down, wiggled , did a 360 circle and then withdrew it. I looked over my shoulder and saw him rubbing a gob of lube on his cock head and I turned back around, face down and ass up. I had decided to get it over with and allow him easy access so I spread my legs further and tried to relax. I am quite sure he was very turned on by my slender body and tight round ass sticking out towards him, and I felt loosened up from his fingering and the effects of the marijuana buzz.
He spread my cheeks apart with his fingers and I felt the big cock head at my butthole. He pushed forward and eased his big cock head in me. The stretching was more than I had imagined as he eased the head all the way in. It was well lubed but still it hurt and I whimpered. He held it in me for awhile and as I started to adjust he eased a few inches of the thick shaft in. Yes it hurt, but I remember thinking things like, is it tight for him? Can he tell I have had enemas? Can he tell my young friend got his small cock in me once? Then came the anticipated poking, wiggling, in/out, up and down fucking. It hurt like hell but at the same time I knew there was something hot about my tight skinny round bubble butt being fucked by this guy over the couch. In a few minutes he sped way up and I knew he was about done and he came. He pulled it out and it made a popping sound. We got dressed and he took me back to work 30 minutes late, complimenting me on my tight ass during the ride. I told the boss I was sick and went home on my bicycle with cum and Vaseline oozing into my fruit of the looms. When I got home I immediately got in the tub and soaked for awhile, then masturbated several times. My butt was sore and I walked funny for several days, and It felt sometimes like he was still inside me.
61-69, M
