After [Episode 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/iq2n0j/enter_by_the_exit_episode_3_anal_first_timer_anal/), we spent the rest of the evening relaxing. A couple of drinks before dinner, watched a few episodes of whatever her Netflix recommended, cleared up and then headed to the bedroom again. I could see she was getting ready for bed, and not in the sexual sense. She stripped naked, stepped into the bathroom and I could hear the sounds of teeth being vigorously brushed. A mundane moment, but I was glad to be left alone with my thoughts for a bit.
I changed into the cotton shorts I kept at hers for sleeping in, and decided to straighten out the rumpled bedclothes. When I lifted up her duvet to fold it, I caught sight of what it had been hiding. My own semen, cum that had spent a few brief moments in her unexplored rectum before gushing back out. In the journey we had just started together, that stain was like our first footprints. I couldn’t help touching it. Of course it was no longer thick and creamy, but had thinned out and soaked into the sheet and mattress below, and I found that cool, damp patch strangely arousing. But I knew how tired she was, and figured that I’d just jerk off in the living room after she had fallen asleep. I settled down on the bed,
The bathroom door opened and she came out in her nightie, and saw me lying there. My semi-hard cock was making enough of a bulge in my shorts for her to notice. As expected, she smiled and shook her head, saying “I’m sorry, but I’m just too tired. It’s been a long and…eventful day”.
“I know”, I said with a chuckle that was almost smug. “Let’s just get to sleep”.
She switched off the lights and got into bed, and came over to my side for the obligatory good-night kiss. It was a deeper, more meaningful kiss than normal, because of what we had just shared. It also turned my semi into a full, and she felt it. She said nothing, but pushed me off and lay down on her side next to me, and slipped her hand into my shorts. I could just about see her in the scatter from the streetlights that filtered through the curtains. Her head was on my pillow and her eyes were closed. This and her body language told me that anything raunchy was out of the question, so I just slipped her breasts out of her silk nightie, and fondled them. She gently wanked me until I came – this was an easy, relaxing orgasm, and I didn’t spurt with any great force. My cum flowed out over the head of my cock in a few gentle but satisfying pulses, ran over her fingers, and onto my belly.
I realised then that I was also exhausted, but thought she might like a similar favour. I started to reach for her pussy, but she said “Tomorrow morning”, and I could tell she meant it. She let go of my now softening cock, after squeezing out the post-cum. Not bothering about what was on my belly, she licked her fingers clean, then turned away in silence and settled down to sleep.
I wasn’t bothered by the cum on my belly either. I pulled up my shorts, and the waistband soaked up what hadn’t run down on to the sheet. I soon drifted off.
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She was still asleep when I woke up. I lay in bed for a while, thinking of what we might do together that day – both in bed and in more mundane ways. I eventually went off to brush my teeth. When I got back to her, she was stirring. I sat down on the bed beside her. She was on her side, facing away from me. I stroked her flank, and her back. The stroking eventually hiked her nightie up over her hip, exposing most of her rear. I bent down and kissed her between the shoulder blades, and gently ran my nails over her buttocks. She immediately got goosebumps and shivered a little. As she reached behind her, trying to get into my shorts again, I shifted my caresses to her crack, and began to gently push on her asshole.
This snapped her out of the horny, dreamy state she was in.
“Wait! Not now.” she said, urgently, but almost apologetically.
“Is it hurting?” I asked, a little concerned.
“Just a little, but in a way that’s a little arousing. It’s just… not the right time. But if you give me a little while?”
It took a few seconds for the penny to drop, but then I realised what she was saying.
“Oh yeah of course, go on!” I said. I smiled to try to put her at ease, because I could see she was uncomfortable. She smiled, in way that was quite girlish, and got up and went to the bathroom, locking the door behind her.
Brothers and sisters, all of us who love the butt and specifically the butthole, whether to give or receive, whether to taste or penetrate, straight, lesbian, gay or anything else need to eventually face up to a fact that is unavoidable. No sugar-coating: the anus has a function. We all know this, but in our fantasies and in the porn we watch, and most of the stories we read, that function is only ever alluded to. It’s alluded to with words that are literally pejorative, but are used as positives in this sexual setting: dirty, taboo, filthy and so on. Some people like to make more direct references to the asshole itself, but using ‘kiddy’ euphemisms, like pooper or even poophole. But other than the scat fetishists, that’s as far as it goes for most of us. And as you know, scat isn’t my thing at all.
So there I was, wondering how I felt about knowing what was happening right then. I also slipped out of myself for a second, and smiled a little internally, to see this grown man navel-gazing, trying to assemble his thoughts about a middle-aged lady’s anus.
She was clearly having her own doubts, because when she got back she was grinning sheepishly. She sat down on the edge of the bed, and was silent for a bit.
“Was that a big turn-off for you? Should I have just made some other excuse?” she then asked, with a directness that clearly stemmed from the new, open dynamic in our sex life.
“No, I had a think about that just now. Obviously it wasn’t a turn-on in itself” – she gave an embarassed laugh, and I continued – “But I’m glad you were so direct about it… and I want you to be direct about it whenever you need to.”
“Really? You don’t think it’s a complete buzzkill?” She was more confident and eager now.
“No… I really want to have a lot of anal sex with you, and try a lot of new things. If we’re going to be doing this, we need to do it as cleanly and safely as possible.”
She moved closer to me, smiling. “I’m so relieved to hear you say that. I really want to see how far we can go with this. But I’m worried about ‘accidents’… you know what I mean, right?”
“That risk just comes with the job, I guess. At some point it will happen”, I said, very relieved myself.
“And clean doesn’t have to mean *sterile*, right?” – her grin was a little wicked this time. It wasn’t a look I had seen before, and I loved it.
She was right next to me now, and after this decidedly unsexy, but important conversation, she just lay back down, rolled over, hitched up her nightie and spread her ass for me. Her asscheeks were almost glowing in the morning sun, and I could see every little wrinkle in her asshole, and the light brown eye that surrounded it. I was even hornier than before our talk, because now there was no uncertainty. I knew we both wanted this, I knew that we would make little mistakes together and learn from them – learn how to please each other even more. In short, I fell towards her ass with no fear at all.
First I gave her asshole and her crack big licks with the flat of my tongue, wetting it. She was already giving me soft “Mmmmmmms”
I soon stiffened my tongue to a point, and began to lick the ring of muscle that kept her backdoor shut tight. I could feel it clench and relax. I pulled my head up for bit, and flicked her asshole with a finger tip, to watch the clenching. It wasn’t quite the winking that porn actresses can do, but it was far more arousing because it was real and in front of me. I began to jerk myself as I went back to using my tongue on her. Her moans were louder now. She shifted a little, to get a hand underneath her, and on her crotch. I could see she was slowly rubbing herself. Spurred on, I stiffened my tongue as much as I possible could, and pressed it into the centre of her brown eye, and the tip slid in.
“Ohhhh, yes, tongue fuck my ass”, she said. She was far more calm than I was, this time. “How does it taste?”
I had to stop to answer her, but I didn’t stop wanking. “It tastes like everything in the world I’ve ever wanted to fuck.” I was getting wild, but I meant what I said with every fibre. I was tasting HER, her insides, the fundamental essence of HER.
“I want to see you tasting it” she said, propping herself up on her elbow and turning her head as far as possible. I went back down and slid my tongue back into her.
“Eat me up. Taste my dirty asshole, taste it inside and out” she ordered. I found this new authoritativeness from her an incredible turn-on.
“Where are you going to cum?” she asked. I had to stop again.
“On your feet, while my tongue is as far up your dirty ass as I can get it” I panted in response.
“Do it then”, she said and began to settle back down.
I knew she hadn’t been able to see my tongue in her asshole the way I could, so I stopped and raised my head. I stuck my middle finger into her asshole, about half way.
She looked back at me, surprised. I didn’t say a word, but slowly pulled the finger out and holding her gaze, raised it to my own mouth, shut my lips tight around it and pulled it out. She drew breath sharply and gave out a soft “ohhhhh”. I briefly put my finger into her anus again, and this time I extended my arm towards her face, while I headed back down to her with my mouth. I stuck my tongue back where it had been, and resumed my furious wanking. I could feel that she had taken my outstretched finger into her mouth and was sucking on it like it was a teat. And in that position, with both of us tasting her backdoor, I came on her soles and her toes-. I came so hard it was painful. I groaned, but kept my tongue firmly in her pucker. I needed the taste of it until my cock has finished spasming.
When it had, I pulled my arm away from her, and sat down on the floor, with one arm on the bed. I was panting. I could see her now lying on her side, head on one arm, like she was posing for a nude painting.
She smiled at me like she had only just realised that she had incredible power.
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