An Anal Arrangement

Mark was sitting on the couch watching an old show again when Emily sat down and snuggled up against him.

"Hey there, stud," she said, nuzzling his neck and reaching her hand toward his lap.

"Not tonight, babe, I'm tired," Mark said. He leaned away from her affectionate lips and moved her hand away from his cock.

"Marky, I'm pretty hot and bothered here," she said. "Do you really want to watch Star Trek instead of making love to your horny girlfriend?"

Mark paused the TV and looked at Emily's pouty face. "Babe, I'm going to bed after this episode. I'm just winding down so I can get to sleep," he said. "If you're so eager, you could suck me off I guess — that probably wouldn't hurt before bed."

Emily pursed her lips. "I'm not 'so eager,'" she said, "It's been almost a week since I got laid — I need a good fucking. Anyway, I'll give you a nice bedtime blowjob. You just have to fuck me afterward." Emily whispered this last into Mark's ear, kissing his earlobe.

"I'm going to bed sweetheart," he said, and kissed her full on the lips. "The weekend is coming up, we can fuck like rabbits then."

Mark turned the TV off, got up, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Emily slid into bed and started touching herself. She hoped that he would find her like this and be so turned on that they would end up having passionate sex. But when Mark finished brushing and got to bed, he just pulled the covers up and ignored her, clearly intent on sleeping. Emily gave herself a small, unsatisfying orgasm and drifted off to sleep as well.

~~~ Mark woke up to a 'pop!' sound as Emily's lips came off his morning wood. She clambered up and arranged her pussy over his cock, then pierced herself with it and started riding him.

Wiping the sleep from his eyes, Mark listened to the sound of her ass cheeks slapping against his hips and felt the sensation as she touched against his balls a little at the bottom of each stroke. He looked and saw her fiery eyes locked on his while her tits bounced up and down with each stroke. He was still in a dozing, trance-like state after too little sleep, so he experienced all this through a haze.

Emily had her feet on either side of him and was squatting down onto his cock. She was really gorgeous like this, with her whole torso on display and her ponytail bouncing with each movement. He lifted his head a bit and really enjoyed the way her thighs formed a kind of visual funnel, directing his eyes toward her pussy as it slid onto his cock over and over.

Emily seemed to flag a little in her efforts and put her hands down on either side of him to support herself. This brought her face closer to his and he saw her look at his lips and then bite her own. It also caused her tits to dangle down enticingly. But Mark ignored both the offered kiss and the chance to caress her breasts. Instead he slid both his arms behind her knees and turned over, placing her back on the bed and himself on top. He held Emily's legs against her body, folding her in half, and started pumping away.

In this position Mark could feel his dick ramming against her cervix at the bottom of each thrust. He knew she found this uncomfortable, but he was peeved at how pushy she was being and he wanted to do things his way. In fact, as he watched her face, he started to feel kind of turned on by this. He was causing Emily discomfort and she was pushing through because she wanted his cock so badly. As he continued thrusting with a regular rhythm, she began to look like the one in a haze or a trance. Her eyes were open but glazed over. Her calves were now against his shoulders and her feet were flopping loosely with the rocking of her body against his hips.

Mark leaned forward and kissed her. Emily barely responded, but when he went to lean back, she put her hand behind his head and held his lips against her mouth. He kissed her again, more fiercely, and she moaned in response. Mark began pushing his tongue into her mouth and they could both feel the connection at their genitals and the connection at their lips making a kind of circuit, increasing the intensity of sensations in both places.

Emily started to come, which was unusual when neither of them was stimulating her clit directly. She didn't seem to know what to do with her hands, moving them around on his head and back, her motions getting jerkier and more frantic as the orgasm began to pulse through her body. Eventually, she grabbed her own ass cheeks and spread them with both hands as if to open herself to Mark as fully as possible.

This sent him over the edge and Mark's orgasm hit just as Emily's began to subside. He grunted and his thrusts got harder, thighs and hips slapping against the hands spreading Emily wide for him. He spurted semen deep into her pussy, over and over.

When she felt his hot seed, Emily gave a small satisfied smile. That's when Mark realized he'd been staring right at her eyes with a ferocious expression the entire time he was coming, breathing and grunting directly on her face.

"That was really hot," Emily said. "Let me clean you up and we can go again."

She was referring to a clean-up blowjob, something she'd taken to doing lately and which they both liked. Mark liked any blowjob, of course, and there was a slightly dirty edge to it when she was slurping her own juices off his cock. Emily liked it because Mark generally got hard again pretty quickly and was usually up for another round of sex after a nice clean-up bj.

"What time is it?" Mark asked, looking over at the clock. "4:40 in the morning?!? Em, I didn't have to get up until 6:15! You cost me almost two hours of sleep?"

"Come on, baby, don't tell me you didn't just have a good time."

"That was 15 minutes of good sex. I didn't need to lose two hours of sleep for it." Mark said. "Hell, I don't know if I can afford to lose those two hours today. I'm already low on sleep and I'm going to have to stay late to get everything done before the weekend. Fuck."

Emily leaned forward hand started kissing on him. "That sucks, baby." she said. "Since we have some time left, let me comfort you..." she continued in a throaty voice filled with promise.

"Fuck this," said Mark. "I'm gonna go in early and get a head start. Maybe that way I can be home before 9pm." Mark got off the bed and went to make coffee. Before he left the room he said "I just wish you could have waited one more fucking day for the weekend like I said last night."

~~~ Mark drank a lot of coffee that day. Whenever he wasn't focused on work, Mark was feeling tired and stewing about how Emily had stolen sleep from him. He actually made pretty good time and got out in time to make it home for dinner.

Emily rarely cooked and there was no way Mark was going to cook tonight, so he picked up their favorite takeout on the way home. When Mark got to their front door, he paused and collected himself. He was ready to lay down the law.

Mark opened the door and was surprised to see Emily on her knees in the entryway. She was wearing a short, black bodycon dress and black sheer stockings. There was a tantalizing gap between the bottom of the dress and the top of the stockings where he could see bare thigh.

"Hello lover," she said, looking embarrassed. "I wanted to apologize for waking you up early."

She was obviously offering a blowjob and Mark was having a lot of strong, conflicting feelings in response. She looked so fucking hot kneeling there with her hands on her thighs and her head tilted back to meet his eyes above her. But this was exactly the behavior that was driving him nuts — he said no to sex and she took that as a seduction challenge. The attention was nice and the sex with Em was always great, but he was worn down and needed her to actually listen to him for once.

"Get up, Em," Mark said, and reached down to grab her arm and pull Emily to her feet.

She rose, but then pressed her body against him, kissing him on the lips.

"Emily," Mark said firmly, placing his hands on her upper arms and pushing her away from his body. "Stop. We have to talk."

She tried to wriggle out of his grip and embrace him again, but Mark held on firmly. At his insistence, her seductive expression started to break. She looked concerned, almost frightened.

"I... I cleaned my ass out for you," Emily said softly, almost whispering. "I know we've been having sex the way I want lately, so I wanted to do something special and do things I know you like."

She wasn't lying. Mark really liked anal sex and they almost never did it. He was suddenly aware that he was rock hard and torn between two impulses. On the one hand, he wanted Emily to respect him when he declined sex. On the other, he looked at his smoking hot girlfriend and his guts twisted up with desire to fuck her ass. Her vulnerable expression pushed him over the edge; she really wanted this.

Fuck it. Mark reached down and pulled her dress up above her hips. He reached around to her ass and felt between her cheeks. He touched the metal butt plug she had lodged in her asshole. The gstring Emily wore rested against the outside of the anal plug. He pulled the gstring slightly to the side and tugged on the butt plug. It felt really solidly-lodged and for a moment Mark thought she was going to need a lot of gentle stretching before he could fuck her ass. Then his eyes widened.

"Did you-" he started.

Emily nodded. "I put in the big one, mister." Her eyebrows scrunched and she pouted. "It was so hard to get it in. I had to use the medium one for twenty minutes and even then I thought it wasn't going to fit."

This tracked for Mark. Emily had a three-pack of metal butt plugs and the large one was very big and very unyielding. They'd never used it before and he was honestly surprised she'd managed to push that thing into her ass.

Emily leaned forward and Mark felt her lip brush against his ear. "That's how bad I wanted your cock in my asshole," she whispered.

He'd had enough. Mark leaned down, reached around her, slipped his forearm under her asscheeks, and picked Emily up. He carried her over to the couch and set her down on her back. He pushed her legs back and gestured for her to hold them there. She put her hands on the back of her stockinged knees and held her legs back against her body. Then Mark started pulling on the butt plug. It was in there tight and he watched her anus slowly widen and more of the shiny silver color of the toy become visible as he made progress.

Mark began to move the plug back and forth, watching her asshole expand around the enormous plug and then contract again when he let her hole pull the toy back inward. He glanced up and saw that her eyes were locked on him, a look of concentration on her face.

Looking back at Emily's asshole, now lewdly spread around the enormous width of the plug, Mark could see all the lube she'd used to get the toy in. It made the rim of her stretched anus shiny and it was making his fingers slick. Mark pulled the plug all the way out, and her anus stayed open a bit and then winked at him. He reached forward with two fingers and her hole felt soft and pliable to his touch in a way it never had before.

Mark sat up and handed the heavy plug to Emily. He gave her a hard-eyed look and said "Open yourself up for me." Then he left her to work the toy in and out of her asshole some more while he took off his clothes.

With his cock freed and already weeping precum, Mark returned to Emily, who was making little breathy sounds as she fucked herself in the ass. Her pussy was puffy and starting to open invitingly, but Mark didn't intend to touch it. Her parted lips would just have to keep leaking pussy juice, because they were going to be completely neglected today.

Instead, Mark put one hand on the back of her thigh right around where the stockings ended and pushed the leg back a little bit, opening her up just a fraction more for his cock. Emily set the buttplug aside and he guided his cock into her tightest hole. Mark didn't want to hurt her, but he also wasn't going to be overcautious or slow. He pushed his cock inside her slowly but firmly and enjoyed the look on her face as he did so.

Emily's mouth was slightly open, lips parted. Those lips were looking pretty and plump in the pink lip gloss she'd applied. He could see the tip of her tongue touching her bottom lip just inside her open mouth. Her eyes were barely open, her nostrils flared, and she was looking down between her own knees and along her stockinged thighs to where Mark was penetrating her.

Mark's dick stopped going into her even though he wasn't balls deep yet. He pulled back and Emily's voice made the most erotic sound when his cock started pulling back out from her asshole. Her eyes had widened and she was making eye contact with Mark now. He thrust back in. He got deeper, but again wasn't quite all the way in.

"I can feel your cock stretching my asshole, baby," said Emily.

Mark started thrusting faster, finding it hard to stay in control as Emily kept making incredibly erotic whimpers and moans. He felt his hips press against her ass cheeks as he finally bottomed out.

"I can't believe your fat cock is so deep inside me," Emily said. "My asshole is full of cock. So full of cock — I can feel you pushing on my belly button from the inside. It's so deep, Mark, I can't believe you're doing this to me."

"This is hot," said Mark. "I think I'm going to fuck you this way from now on."

Emily's eyes widened and showed a mix of emotions. She was shocked and even a bit frightened at the idea. But she was also turned on beyond belief. She reached down with her hand to touch her clit.

Mark slapped her hand. "No, this is for me," he said. Her hand moved away and Mark started pushing a little extra deep at the end of each thrust, making Emily moan again. "If you're so fucking horny, you can get yourself off afterward thinking about it." Her eyes widened again, looking concerned but fired up. "In fact, maybe that's the only way you'll be coming now... unless you can learn to come from your ass. I guess that's always an option if you want to become my little anal slut."

Emily's moaning was now coming uninterrupted — a single continuous horny sound, rising and falling with the rhythm of Mark's thrusts into her ass.

Mark leaned down and kissed her. The kiss was good, and the tight ring of her asshole around the middle of his cock felt good too. He stopped thrusting and focused on the kiss, playing with her tongue and lips. He felt like he was taking control of her at both the top end and the bottom. And she was responding. Her kissing was just as breathless and urgent as his, and Mark could feel her hips start rocking a little bit. He leaned back and slid his dick out of her.

"Turn over. I want to plow you into the couch before I cum in your ass," said Mark.

Emily turned onto her elbows and knees, putting her ass in the air, and looked back over her shoulder at Mark. He groped her cheeks and ran his dick up and down her crack against her winking asshole.

"On second thought," Mark said, and used his hands to guide her into a new position, with her hips on the sofa's arm rest and her upper body hanging off the side. Emily's hair was dangling on the floor and she had to use her arms to support herself.

"Mark, I don't think—" she started.

"Shh," Mark said, and slapped her ass hard.

"Mark!" Emily yelled, voice rising. "You—"

"Quiet," he replied, smacking her cheeks five times in rapid succession. Emily whimpered and her ass immediately started turning red.

Mark stepped back from the couch and looked over his beautiful girlfriend. Her plump ass was the highest part of her body, resting on the sofa's arm rest. Her legs trailed behind her on the sofa, stocking tops still creating that delicious indentation on her thighs and her feet still clad in shiny black pumps. Her upper body was nearly upside down, with the top of her head close to the floor and her hair spread around it. Her eyes were locked on him and her face was starting to look nearly as red as her ass. Mark couldn't hold back for another second.

He positioned himself over her at an angle and slid his cock back inside her asshole. With the aid of gravity, he was able to get balls-deep by the second thrust. He continued pushing at a medium pace, pressing Emily's hips against the armrest with each thrust.

Mark could feel his cum rising, but he carefully kept his pace even. This extended the start of his orgasm letting him savor the feeling of Emily's tight sphincter sliding along his cock, back and forth. As his climax hit him in full, Mark started thrusting harder, slamming into her juicy ass, feeling her soft flesh slap against his hips and thighs.

Looking at Emily's head face-down over the side of the couch, hair draped onto the floor and bouncing with each thrust, Mark felt a sense of domination and ownership like never before. This woman was his and he was proving that to her — proving it to them both — by taking her exactly the way he wanted. He spilled his seed in her ass with a wordless, roaring vocalization like no sound he'd ever made. Emily accompanied this with a moaning, whining noise that followed the rhythm of his now-frantic thrusts.

Afterward, they cuddled on the couch.

"That was really good," said Emily.

"Yeah, it was pretty hot," Mark said.

"Do—did you mean what you said?" Emily asked hesitantly.

"Hm?" Mark said, turning to her.

Her face flushed and she couldn't look Mark in the eyes. "Like, that you would only... that we would only do anal from now on. Did you mean that?"

"Well, how do you feel about the idea?" Mark asked.

"I mean, it sounds hot. Well, everything sounds hot right now, I'm so worked up. But really doing that... I don't know."

Mark paused and pursed his lips. "Okay, how about this. I'll fuck you in the pussy as usual, BUT only if I initiate sex. If you come to me, we'll be doing it in the ass, so come prepared for that. How does that sound?"

"Can I come?" Emily asked immediately.

"Let's say yes," Mark answered. "If you want to touch yourself, you can touch yourself. It's hot when you come with my cock in your ass."

"So you'll fuck me whenever I want, as long as I'm ready for anal sex?" Emily said.

"Right," said Mark. "I'll fuck you every single day if you want, as long as it's up the ass. But if you ever want to have your pussy filled again, you might want to hold off for a bit so that I'm the one coming to you — that's the only way you're getting fucked in the pussy from now on."

Mark looked at her and Emily kept her eyes cast down, fidgeting with her fingers.

"Deal?" Mark asked.

"Okay," Emily said, so quietly it was almost a whisper.

~~~ And so Emily and Mark entered a time of anal sex. Emily stocked up on anal tools and toys — after all, she was cleaning herself out every couple of days. She had always found the feeling of anal sex thrilling, and that thrill did not diminish. If anything, there was an extra edge because she knew this was only happening because she was so slutty and horny that she couldn't wait for Mark to come to her.

In fact, after a few weeks, Emily started to feel like a two-hole slut, her pussy laying completely unused. Mark was happy to receive blowjobs, but he wouldn't touch Emily's pussy unless she waited for him to initiate. And she couldn't wait. Mark was true to his word and, anytime she was horny, he would provide as much dick as she wanted. She just had to take it up the ass.

Mark would fuck her in every position, at every speed, and with every different rhythm — always in the ass. And Emily found that, if she waited a few minutes after he started pumping, she could make herself come quickly by touching her clit while her asshole was stretched around Mark's cock.

Mark seemed to enjoy that too, often coming when Emily's anus squeezed him repeatedly during her orgasm. He came in her ass like this four or five times a week, every week. They fucked nearly every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, and they usually snuck in sex one or two days during the week — always anal.