Backdoor Blitz: Ten Anal Sex Erotica Stories

by Angela Ward

  We stayed in that position for about a minute or two before he finally pulled out, kissed my neck again, and stood up straight. I stayed where I was for a moment but when it became apparent that neither my pussy nor my asshole were going to calm down; I turned around shakily and found my panties and my bra. I walked to the restroom, and each step sent a shock of pain through me that mixed with the pleasure in that amazing way. I hadn’t asked permission, but I stepped into the shower and let hot water course over me until my body felt a little bit normal again. Five minutes later, I stepped out of the bathroom fully dressed again. He sat at the edge of the bed and smiled at me. “That was worth every penny,” he said. “I put an extra tip in the envelope because I know you cut your shift a little bit short to come over.”

  I didn’t really know what the proper response to that kind of thing was, so I just said thank you and wished him a good evening. Of course I felt silly about such a stupid comment but the whole evening was out of my league anyway. I made my way out of the room and to the parking garage. When I crossed the lobby, I realized it was early. My body was tired as hell, but I also felt sexier than ever. So, I dialed the club to speak with Vic. I told him I felt better and asked if he needed me to come in and finish the night.

  An hour later, I was on stage in just a thong and high heels swaying to the music and watching men stare at me. I think I wiggled my ass a hell of a lot more than I ordinarily would, and attitude was everything because even though I was tired, the dancing paid off in tips. Four hours later, I walked to my car with a nice stack of bills in my purse and the desperate need for sleep. I’d just started the car when I heard a rap on the window and saw those familiar cuff links. I clicked the button to lower the window.

  “Hi. Would you be interested in an arrangement for more than a dance?” It felt strange for his voice to thrill me now.

  I was tired, damned tired. My ass still hurt, too. My pussy, though, seemed to glow at the sound of his voice. “It’ll really cost you,” I said with a smile.