I'll Do You, You Do Me Ch. 02

Many thanks to my editor Redwings for the excellent help!

Chapter Two -- The Man in Charge (a tale of anal exploration)

Several evenings passed until they met again. A good thing, because it gave the man time to think about what he was going to do, how he was going to take her, his partner. He wasn't sure he wanted to reveal his most secret fantasy, but finally, he decided he would. Well, why not? He reasoned to himself. As anonymous as he and his partner agreed they would be, this seemed like the safest outlet.

Finally, the time came. Again, they met in the bar of an anonymous hotel. The man couldn't wait to get started on his fantasy, but he knew some preliminaries were in order. After all, you couldn't really call up an anonymous friend and say, "Let's go have anal sex," could you?

Well, maybe you could, since that's what this date was all about.

That evening, they sat there in the hotel bar quietly sipping their drinks, each apparently lost in their own world.

Finally, after some idle talk, the man broached the subject. "So are you ready?" he asked.

"You could say that, yes," she answered. "But tell me what it is you have in mind, besides the obvious. I'm dying to know."

After a pause, he answered. "That's for me to know and for you to find out."

He felt especially wicked, answering her in this way. It wasn't quite the way they'd begun discussion about their last encounter, but this was another, a different, a new encounter. It needed another approach.

"For me to find out. Hmph." She was silent for a moment. "I suppose as long as it doesn't leave marks, I'm good."

"No, nothing like that. I hope you'll be surprised."

More silence.

"And that's all I get?" she asked.

"That's all. We'll talk about it upstairs. And that's my last word on the topic."

"You haven't told me anything."

"Tough. "You'll get yours. I have only one thing to ask."

"And that is?"

"May I enter your pussy and your ass without a condom?"

There was a short pause. "The answer is yes. You can stroke my puss as much as you want, but I want you to come in my ass. That's all."

"Sounds good." He raised and emptied his glass in one. The woman did the same.

"Upstairs?" she asked.

"Upstairs." He set down an empty glass and she did the same. "I think you're going to like this."

She pecked his cheek. "If how you took the strap-on is any gauge, I think maybe I will. Let's go do it, shall we?"

She stood up and smoothed her skirt. She was wearing the same outfit she was the last time they met, although she wore a more appropriate top, and was without her Catwoman hood.

* * *

Five minutes later they were in their room.

"Strip," he ordered. "To the skin."

She shrugged out of her jacket and began unbuttoning her red satin blouse.

"How about you leave the bra on," he said.

"Skirt?"

"Off. Nylons and boots stay on."

"Gloves?"

He licked his lips, thinking of what was to come. "They'll have to come off."

She began stripping her gloves, seductively pulling on one finger at a time. "So it's not quite to the skin."

The man struggled to master himself as he watched her show. She was fantastically hot; it showed in her every move and gesture, but no, it wouldn't be to the skin.

"Yes, gloves off."

She stuck her tongue out, and finished with her gloves. "Why?"

"You'll see," he answered. "Lay down on the bed and spread your legs. And lose the panties."

She did so, with her knees hanging over the end and her feet on the floor.

"Heels on the bed," he said.

She scooted back, placing her heels on the foot of the bed, and her knees in the air. Her cunt was open and inviting, and the man took a couple of finger strokes across her clit.

"Stay that way," he said. He went to his suitcase and picked up a steel bar.

"See this? This is a leg spreader. I had a friend of mine cut a pair of handcuffs in two and weld the chain to each end. I think this will be necessary for our next round of exploration."

"But -- "

"'Butt' is right. That's where I'm going to go. I'm going to, as you so elegantly put it the other night, fuck your ass. And if you don't make things easy for me, I've got another spreader that will work for your knees."

She licked her lips in anticipation. "No knees. I'll behave."

"Good," he said, and opened the cuffs. He snapped one around each ankle, and then bent to kiss each of her booted legs. He worked his way up to her naked pussy and sucked on her clit. In mere seconds she was writhing in ecstasy.

He moved away and stood up.

"Oh dammit, don't stop now. I'm so close."

"You'll get there. I promise you that. But not yet. Stand up and face away from me."

He went to his suitcase again. Turning back to her, he spread the elastic of a surgical cap over her head and tucked all her hair up into it.

"What's this?" she asked.

"It'll become apparent soon," he said.

He took a mask and tied the bottom strings over the top of her head. "How about you turn around and face the mirror."

She did. "A cap and surgical mask? Care to explain?"

The man thought a moment before replying. "Because I've had this fantasy for as long as I can remember. And now I get to live it out. I'm going to fuck you -- even though you aren't a nurse in real life -- in all this. And I'm going to enter your ass to boot."

He said this while he pulled the top strings up and tied them firmly behind her head.

Her hands went to her mask. "Hot. Unbelievably hot," she said. "I like your idea. So what's next?"

"Gown and gloves," he answered, gazing at her masked face. He was incredibly horny.

"K," she said simply. "I'm looking forward to this.

"That's what I was hoping. I'll help you with your gown and gloves."

He picked up the surgical gown and let it unfold. "Put out your arms for me."

She did, and he pulled the sleeves over her arms, wrapped the gown around her, and tied it in back.

She shifted her feet and the cuffs rattled. "You know, I'm not sure what to think of this spreader bar, but I am inclined to like it."

"Glad to hear it," he said. "Turn around."

She turned to face him and watched as he opened a small, flat package that contained a pair of surgical gloves. "You can't tell, but I'm licking my lips waiting for this," she said.

He didn't reply. He was busy with the gloves. "That's good to hear," he said after a moment, pulling one of the gloves out of its wrapper. "Open your hand for me."

She held out her right hand as he held the glove for her, stretching it open for her. She slipped her hand into it, and he pulled the cuff up over the cuff of her gown. "Perfect," he said, more to himself that to her.

"Next one." The left one went on just as the right had. "Hold your hands up in front of you."

She did.

"Fuck, that's hot. Picture perfect."

"Do you want a picture?" she asked.

"If you wouldn't mind," he answered. He picked up his cell phone.

"Not at all. I feel pretty anonymous in all this. How's this for a pose?" She still held her gloved hands up in front of her.

"Perfect, again." He snapped a few pictures. "Turn a little to the side so I can get your breasts." The magnificent cleavage held captive in her bra was covered, but the fit of her gown emphasized her feminine curves.

"I like it," he said.

They looked at each other for a minute or so, neither saying a word.

"So, how would you like to start?" the woman asked.

The man's cock was straining against his jeans. "How'd you like to strip me down?"

"Isn't the idea that I'm supposed to be 'sterile'?"

"I suppose so, but we'll make some concessions." He thought for a moment. "Besides, how are we supposed to fuck otherwise?"

"Good point. Come here. I want to kiss you."

They came together to kiss and tongue, with her mask between them. "This is so fucking hot," she said. "I love it." She felt the bulge of his tongue through her mask. Her hands went to his cheeks as they kissed.

"Stick a couple fingers up my ass," he whispered. "There's lube on the dresser."

First she helped him undress completely. His cock was standing out at full attention. She took the bottle and lubed up her fingers. He bent forward over the dresser, so as to watch her in the mirror.

"Spread your cheeks," she said.

She inserted her middle finger, all the way up to her last knuckle. He was fantastically tight. She remembered the other night when she'd deflowered him. He was tight then, too, but this time she could actually feel it. The tight latex of her gloves turned her on even more.

She wondered what his hard cock would feel like up her ass.

He moaned with pleasure as she added another finger, and then a third. "Thing is," she said, "I thought it was me going to get it up the ass, not you."

"You will. Go clean off your gloves and we'll get to the next part."

The clinking of the steel chains and the spreader bar she wore made an enticing sound. She made an interesting picture, too, hobbled as she was, getting to the bathroom.

She spent a moment in the bathroom and came out again, holding her hands up in front of her.

"Lift your gown up and lay back on the bed."

He watched her as she got into position, her bare puss exposed in front of him. He looked at it for a moment, then dove in. He sucked on her clit and drove his fingers in and out of her. His intention was to bring her off before he got his cock anywhere near her. He succeeded.

After just a moment of his licking and sucking, she came. She was instantly hungry for more.

After about a minute of inarticulate moaning and squealing as he continued to suck and tongue lash her pussy and clit, she calmed down, but not by much.

"Spread your knees more," he said.

She did, and he brought his hard cock up to her pussy. He didn't penetrate her, but held himself just in bare contact with her. "I'm about to fuck a nurse," he whispered. "Any problems with that?"

"N-none," she answered. "Do what you like."

She was completely wet and ready. He pressed forward with little resistance -- she was fantastically wet and hot -- and in seconds they were coupled together. He gazed into her masked face. Much more of this, he thought after a few strokes, and he would never make it to her ass. He pulled out and stood up.

"Time for you to lube up your ass," he said, as he handed her the bottle. "Get some of this up inside you. Then you can get me nice and slippery."

"That's the idea," he said as he watched her work the lube into her butt.

"Be gentle. This is my first time in the ass." Her voice had a distinct tremor to it.

"I'll be as gentle as you were."

"K." She squirted a glob of lube onto her gloved hand. "C'm'ere, you." She took his throbbing cock and coated it thoroughly. "I think I'm ready, she said. "On my knees or on my back?"

"Back first. I want to watch your face as I enter you."

"As much of it as you can see, anyway."

"So true. But I do very much like what I see. Ready?"

"Let's do it."

She spread her legs as much as the bar would allow and opened her knees. She rolled her hips forward offering her virgin ass to him. She sucked her breath in and felt the mask flatten against her face. It made her even hotter.

"Fuck my ass," she breathed.

He brought the head of his cock up to her hole and pressed. "Won't be long now," he said.

She felt the pressure increase and had to bite her lip to prevent from crying out in pain. It hurt, but she wanted him to go on. Relax, she told herself. In a split second she felt herself expand and he was in.

"Oh, fuck yeah!" he said. "I'm in your ass, honey! How's it feel?"

"Big," she said, trying to get a handle on the sensation. She knew she had to have more. She felt her mask pull to her face again as she drew a breath through clenched teeth. She wanted more. She wanted all of him.

He didn't disappoint. He pressed forward, strong and steady. Relentless. She was glad for the copious amount of lube she'd pushed into herself. The pressure in her ass increased beyond anything she'd expected. She moved her hands to her pussy. With one hand she wiggled her clit, and with the other she penetrated her puss. She was surprised how much she could feel his cock through her vagina. He was still moving inward.

"I'm in your butt," he said.

Like I can't tell, flitted through her mind. "J-just hold it there a minute and let me get used to it." He felt huge. His cock filled every crevice and nook of her virgin-now-violated and most private hole.

"Give it to me," she said.

Another thrust and she felt him stop.

"I'm deep into you, babe. Tell me how it feels."

She thought a moment. "Full. Like I have to go to the bathroom like never before." She was shocked at the way she'd just put it. "I didn't really mean it that way..." she said. She felt her cheeks flush red. She was glad the mask hid her cheeks. She wondered if this was what he felt when she had that fat dildo buried in his ass the other night.

"I think I know what you meant." He withdrew his cock until only the very head was in her. He leaned forward and began caressing and squeezing her tits through her gown and bra. "I have to fuck you." Silence and stillness for a moment, and pressure as he held himself just inside her backdoor. "Need more lube?" he asked.

"Maybe a little."

He took the bottle and dropped some more lube where they were obscenely joined. "How's that?"

"Can't tell yet. Push in some more." She wasn't quite sure what to expect.

With no warning he pressed into her all the way. For the third time, she gasped. She felt her mask again, and nearly came. Fuck, he's big, she thought. "O-oh yeah," she moaned. "Fuck your nurse, honey."

"That's what I have in mind," he said. He pulled back out and thrust back into her.

She gasped, and again there was the mask closer to her face. She felt herself on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm.

He began to fuck her, in and out, out and in, and soon she was lost in endless waves of pleasure. Sometimes she focused on her clit, sometimes she noticed the pressure in her pussy, but above all, the focus of her attention was on the fullness in her butt. She couldn't get her mind off it.

She felt herself building up to an orgasm. She frigged her clit faster and drove her fingers deeper into her pussy. "Deeper," she moaned. "I need you deeper." She stopped with the action on her clit and pussy, and wrapped her arms around his hips. If not for the spreader bar, she would have added her legs, too. So what's up with the spreader bar if he can't feel my boots, too? She wondered.

He pulled out. "Roll over. Up on your knees," he said.

She was about to complain about this coitus interruptus, but then he smacked her smartly on her bare ass. "Ow! Fuck! What'd you do that for?"

"Because your cute butt begs for it. Plus, I think you like it. Get your ass in the air." Another swat, not so hard this time.

He wasn't too far off the mark, she realized. Oh, what the hell, she thought. Just as long as he gets back in my ass. She turned over, put her shoulders to the bed and moved her knees under her.

"More lube," he announced, and squirted some of the cold liquid over her rosebud. She felt some of it seep into her, and thought about how completely obscene this whole affair was. Again, she felt hot color rush to her cheeks. She felt the heat of his cock against her again. He pressed against her, and once again, she involuntarily relaxed, and he was in. Is this how he felt when I did him?

She was so close to orgasm that it surprised her. She hadn't given her clit or her pussy that much attention; nearly all her focus was on the cock invading her ass and how submissive she felt. It was interesting, she thought, how confident and dominant she looked in her cap, mask, gown, and gloves, and how submissive she felt with her lover's cock rooting around in her ass. But she didn't have time for reflection.

He began thrusting in and out of her ass with a rhythm of his own. She felt his balls slam against her. She felt totally dominated, submissive. She couldn't thrust back. It was all him. But then she felt his hands. With one, he drew her hips back to him, with the other he squeezed her booted calf. With a squeal she came. Again. Hard.

She felt the muscles in her ass contract tightly around his cock, but he kept up his relentless thrusting. Before she knew it, she was coming again. She felt the heat and tension of another orgasm building up. Two in less than a minute. She heard her partner utter some primal grunts and groans. She knew instinctively what was about to happen.

"I'm about to come, babe. I'm gonna come in your butt!"

All of a sudden, without thought, she squeezed down the only way she knew how, and she found it intensely obscene. The pressure was enormous, when suddenly there came a fantastic fluid warmth.

He grunted heavily. "Oh yeah, honey. This is it! I'm coming! I'm coming in your ass!"

He kept up those deep, strong thrusts. Both his hands were on her hips now, pulling her back to him.

"Squeeze my boots, honey! Squeeze my boots while you come in my ass!"

He squeezed her calf with one hand and yanked up on the spreader bar with the other. The effect pushed her into the bed all the harder, and his pulsing cock went deeper.

He went on fucking her for tens of delicious seconds. She couldn't get enough, and she had at least one more orgasm. She could scarcely believe that something so rude could feel so good. Again, she wondered what his experience had been like.

After a while, like before, they finally began to relax from their mutual pleasure. His softening cock slipped out of her ass, and she felt a warm trickle down her crack and across her thigh. She had an urge to go clean herself up.

"Say, would you mind getting me out of this spreader bar?"

"Not at all." He got his keys and quickly freed her. He offered her his hand to help her up from the bed. She refused it and rolled off the bed. She didn't know why, but it seemed to border on the intimacy and obscenity of the whole scene, and she wanted to be alone with her feelings, however brief it might be. Once again, she wondered if this was how he had felt when she had done him.

In a couple minutes she was back, again holding her gloved hands up in front of her. She had smoothed down her gown and straightened her cap. "So what's next?" she asked.

He gazed at her. "Maybe you should clean me up," he said.

"I could do that, but I think I'd rather have a shower with you. How's that sound?"

"Sounds even better."

The mask, gloves, and the rest of her costume, as well as all his clothing, came off, left where they lay.

After the shower they got into bed together, coming together as close as they could.

The woman turned off the light.