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Eating From the Ass, an Unusual Fetish
by Albafan (shockshock8@gmail.com)

***

An unusual fantasy of mine becomes a reality. (MF, oral 
anal, rom, scat)

***

I'll begin by saying that I am well aware this 
particular fantasy of mine is pretty odd and that it 
may well gross out some of you reading this, but what 
can I say, I guess I'm a pervert. 

I can't say exactly when my fascination with the female 
posterior began, but I do know it had something to do 
with Jessica Alba. I had a huge crush on her in my 
teenage years; I never missed an episode of her TV show 
'Dark Angel', and would watch with my thumb on the 
record button of my VCR remote to capture the frequent 
scenes that featured her ass in tight leather for later 
examination. 

She has what I consider to be the absolute perfect ass. 
Big, but not too big, perky and tight, but still supple 
and full. Not a sign of cellulite. Perfect smooth skin. 
It has the perfect curve and looks mouth-watering in 
jeans, skirts, dresses, and especially bikinis. 

When I reached the age when I started dating and got 
access to various female bodies my fascination grew 
into an obsession. There was nothing I liked better 
than pushing my face between the perky cheeks of a 
pretty girl's ass. Don't get me wrong, I like all the 
usual stuff like getting blown, eating pussy (I really 
love eating pussy), fucking, all that good stuff. But 
there was something so uniquely satisfying to me about 
having my face there and licking a tight little asshole 
-- I remember, since I was just growing into my 
sexuality, wondering if that meant I was gay, but I 
have to say, the sight of a man's ass does nothing for 
me. 

So I really don't know how to explain it -- I just love 
ass. Worship it even. I dream about it. And when I jerk 
off, 9 times out of 10, I'm imagining sticking my 
tongue up some pretty girl's ass, be it Kristen Bell's, 
Emma Watson's, my old favourite Jessica Alba's, or just 
some porn starlet's that I happen to be watching.

I do know, however, exactly where this odd little 
fantasy I have came from. I was 16 or so when I rented 
'Idle Hands' for the first time. My school buddy had 
recommended it to me one morning, saying it featured 
Jessica Alba in a pair of white cotton panties, and at 
that time in my life there could have been no better 
reason for me to see a flick. Now don't worry, my 
fantasy has nothing to do with severed hands. 

It isn't actually depicted in the movie at all. The 
scene that inspired it is right at the end of the 
movie, when the hero is strapped down into a hospital 
bed, all his limbs in casts, and his girlfriend (played 
by Alba) visits him, leaning over him to kiss and coo 
and stroke his face. I pictured myself in his position 
and imagined having Jessica as my girlfriend tending to 
me. That night as I laid down to bed and began jerking 
off I pictured that scenario and, naturally, had my 
imaginary Ms Alba climb up onto the bed over me with 
her ass in my face so I could partake in my favourite 
activity. 

For some reason still unknown to me, I really, really 
got a kick out of that mental image, and so continued 
to think of that over the following days and 
masturbatory sessions. Over time the scenario evolved 
to the point where I was strapped down into a bed as a 
prisoner, completely starved, not having eaten for 
days. Jessica Alba, my girlfriend, has snuck her way 
into the facility disguised as a nurse and has come to 
see me in my room. 

Now, this is the point where it gets weird, and I have 
no idea why my thoughts went to this place., but the 
first time I thought it I shot a huge load. Are you 
ready? Well, in my fantasy I'm being starved and 
Jessica has snuck in some food for me in the only place 
she could without it being found by security. Inside 
her ass. I told you this is a weird fantasy. 

So Jessica, in a cute little nurse's outfit, makes sure 
the coast is clear then kisses me sweetly, lovingly, 
desperate to take care of me, then whispers her plan in 
my ear, climbs up over me and let's me bury my face 
between those beautiful luscious ass cheeks of hers, 
puts her asshole against my lips and, well, squeezes 
the food out of her ass into my mouth, which I then eat 
down hungrily. 

Yeah, I know, I'm a freak. But did I mention the 
absolutely huge load this fantasy inspired? Needless to 
say, after the orgasm subsided and I wrapped my head 
around what I'd been thinking about, I shrugged my 
shoulders. It's weird, but it makes me come harder than 
any other fantasy. So when I was without a girlfriend 
or just out of reach of my current one and really 
needed to cum, I'd settle down in bed, think about 
Jessica Alba feeding me with her ass, and have a mind-
blowing orgasm. It worked every time.

I never mentioned this fantasy to anyone. When I was 19 
I had a very serious relationship, the kind where 
you're pretty sure you'll eventually marry, and I 
didn't even tell her. Not even when we had those "so, 
baby, is there anything you'd really like me to do?" 
post-coital whisperings. It was just too out there. 

I'm married now, have been for three years. Her name's 
Sarah and the first thing I'll tell you about her is 
the first thing I noticed about her: her absolutely 
perfect, Jessica-Alba rivaling, gift-from-god ass. It's 
breath-taking. It's fucking traffic-stopping. It's the 
reason I wanted to talk to her. I met her while I was 
temping at an office for a summer to make some living 
money for college. It was a really boring job, an 
insurance firm, and most of the people there were 
incredibly dull, but she was a little ray of sunshine 
in my otherwise dreary day. 

I'd first noticed her strolling past my cubicle on her 
regular back and forth trips to the photocopier, her 
perky butt wiggling hypnotically from side to side in 
her simple black work skirt. Once I managed to take my 
eyes away from it I noticed she was also very pretty, 
with a cute little nose, lips that always seemed to be 
smiling slightly, beautiful porcelain skin, and very 
classily kept long blonde hair that fell just past her 
shoulders. 

I struck up a conversation with her, just thinking 
about getting into her panties, and to my astonishment 
found that she was awesome to talk to and liked a lot 
of the same movies, music and literature as me. We hit 
it off right away, moved in together at the end of the 
summer and married the next spring. I've never been as 
close to someone or had a better friend than I do in 
Sarah. 

**

It was my birthday this weekend and a week or so before 
it Sarah had gotten me pretty liquored up with a view 
to ask what I wanted for my birthday present. My 
"special" present, she said, "not the one you'll be 
opening at the party." She knew that if I had a deep 
nasty secret desire I would be more likely to let slip 
if I was drunk and she was absolutely right. 

I'm certain I wouldn't have told her my fantasy if I'd 
been sober, but tell her I did, laughing as I 
explained, and regretting it right after her eyes got 
wide and she let slip an "oh...". I slurred out a "just 
kidding, baby." and quickly changed the subject. 

I woke up the next morning and looked across the pillow 
at her sleeping like an angel, instantly remembering 
what I'd said and feeling a sinking feeling in my 
stomach. Happily though, it didn't come up again. That 
is, until the night of my birthday, after our friends 
and family had left and we'd abandoned the clean-up 
until the morning. 

As we shut the door on my buddy Franky and his 
girlfriend -- who, if I'm honest, I can't recall the 
name of -- we fell into each other's lips and she 
started unbuckling my belt. My wife is the first woman 
I've continued thinking about while masturbating after 
I'd fucked her that I've ever been with. 

I am in such deep lust with her that just her kiss or 
the smell of her skin at the nape of her neck can give 
me a raging hard-on, and I would seriously consider 
bottling her pussy juices if it would stay fresh 
because it tastes so fucking good to me. Needless to 
say I was instantly hard and my cock sprang out, 
smacking her in the face, when she tugged down my boxer 
shorts. She took it in her hand and gave it one of 
those long slow teasing licks that she knows drive me 
crazy all the way from my balls to the tip, swirling 
her tongue around the head, and then back down the 
other side. The other hand was cupping my balls and 
gently rolling them with her fingers. 

After three years of sucking my cock, she knows exactly 
what I like, but what gets me off most about it is how 
much she loves doing it. It's not uncommon for me to 
wake up in the morning with her head bobbing under the 
covers, moments away from shooting a load in her mouth. 
She's so into it that I thought it was an act at first. 
She pulled back the foreskin from the head of my cock 
and lovingly took it into her mouth, giving me a nice 
little "mmmmm..." while she did and started sucking on 
it like a lollipop. I combed my fingers into her hair 
and eased my cock further down her throat. 

Before long her lips were wrapped around the base, her 
nose in my trimmed pubic hair and her tongue flicking 
out against my balls (I'm 7 inches long. Just above 
average, but not a porno star by any means). Her hand 
on my balls was now tugging on them gently and her eyes 
were looking up into mine. She eased her throat off my 
cock and slipped it out past her lips, smiling at it 
and licking her lips before jerking it off and bending 
down to take my balls into her mouth and suck on them 
(Again, she knows exactly what I like). 

At this point I just leant my head back against the 
door and closed my eyes, riding that beautiful ache in 
my balls as she sucked on them. I told her what was 
coming and she quickly popped her mouth off my balls 
and started sucking eagerly on the tip of my cock. One 
hand jerking off the shaft and the other back on my 
balls. I started pumping out my cum into her mouth, 
feeling the suction on the tip of my cock as she 
slurped it out of me, taking every last shot and 
squeezing out every last drip when I was done. 

She kissed her way up my belly, lifting my shirt as she 
went and then opened her mouth to show me my cum (I 
love when she does this), swirling it around with her 
tongue, looking into my eyes and then finally 
swallowing it all with an "mmmmm..." and then licking 
her lips when it was all gone. "I love you, baby" she 
grinned at me. I told her I loved her too, and she took 
me by the hand and led me into our bedroom. 

It had been a pretty long day, and I'd had a lot to 
drink, and I had just cum, so as you can imagine I was 
pretty exhausted. She led me to our bed and I fell onto 
my back, scooting up the bed so my head was on the 
pillows. She leant over me, kissed my forehead, said 
"Don't fall asleep just yet, baby," and went into our 
en suite. I love our bedroom. When it's night and just 
the bedside lamps are on it is so cozy and my sheets 
always smell of the woman I love. 

I was just starting to drift off when a stronger light 
hit my closed eyelids. Sarah had opened the bathroom 
door and was coming over to me, swaying her hips as she 
walked. It took a moment to register that she was 
dressed in a sexy little nurse's uniform. And that was 
all it took for me to realise what she was doing. 
"Sarah... are you..." I breathed and she grinned her 
sexy little grin at me and gave me a little "mmhmmm..." 
before I could finish my sentence. She climbed onto the 
foot of the bed and crawled over me. 

"Are you still hungry, baby?" she purred, looking into 
my eyes which I have to imagine were pretty wide at 
this point. I really couldn't manage to form any words 
so I just nodded. "Mmmmm good. Cause I've got something 
yummy for you." 

She kissed me, deeply, slowly, breathing into me. And 
then I felt her weight shift as she got up onto her 
knees and straddled my face. "Taste my pussy, baby. 
Drink me alllll up." She was enjoying this a lot, I 
could tell by the playfulness in her voice and by how 
fucking drenched her pussy was. It literally dripped 
into my mouth before I'd even reached my tongue out. 
The skirt of her little nurse's uniform was drapped 
over my face so I couldn't see anything. All I could 
smell or taste was her pussy. 

This is what I imagine heaven to be like. I sunk my 
tongue inside her and her juices flooded down into my 
mouth. She tastes really fucking sweet, like girl 
flavour candy. I eagerly drunk her down, pressing my 
nose against her and breathing in that gorgeous scent. 
My cock was standing straight up, I could feel, as she 
reached back and wrapped her hand around it. "Mmmmm... 
good boy. I know you like that, but just wait and see 
what else I have for you." I could not have been more 
turned on at this point. My head was swimming. 

My blood rushing. My cock swelling. I felt a rush of 
cool air as she rose up off my face and I squinted my 
eyes at the light of the room. She sat down on my 
belly, bent down and kissed me again, really deeply, 
tasting herself on my lips and tongue. She grinned like 
she was being really naughty and whispered, almost 
conspiratorially, "Are you ready?"

I nodded a 'fuck yes' and she licked my lips 
mischievously and then got back up onto her knees, 
moved one leg over me and the other back the other way 
so she was facing towards my feet, then repositioned 
herself so her ass was up in the air above my neck and 
her face was right over my cock. She took it in her 
mouth and began sucking as she lowered her ass for me. 
I put my hands on her hips and just took in the sight 
of her cute little asshole. It's the perfect puckered 
little thing, not a blemish or irregularity or 
discoloring. Just a perfect little asshole that I've 
had my tongue inside many a time. 

I kissed it and licked it and she pushed herself back 
against my mouth. I felt my cock leave her warm wet 
mouth as she sat up over me, supporting herself on her 
legs bent at the knee under her. I couldn't believe 
this thing, this nasty fucking thing I'd been 
fantasising about since I was a kid, 16 fucking years 
old, was really about to happen. I was in heaven. 

The beautiful cheeks of her ass were pushed apart by my 
face and covered my eyes and she positioned her asshole 
right over my mouth. When she felt my lips around it, I 
felt her push. Her asshole felt like it was expanding 
and when I covered it with my tongue I could feel the 
skin moving outward and the skin from inside pushing 
out. And then I tasted it. It was sugary sweet, 
chocolate definitely -- and then I recognised it. My 
birthday cake. 

It came out of her asshole like a batter into my mouth 
and when her asshole clenched and broke off a piece I 
ate it greedily. It was warm, heated up by her insides, 
and the icing was gooey. I don't think I'd ever felt my 
cock as hard as it had gotten then. It was almost 
painful. I gave her asshole some quick little licks to 
let her know I wanted more and she started squeezing it 
out again. I felt a wetness at my chin and became aware 
that she was masturbating. This was turning her on too. 

Did I mention that I fucking love my wife? The cake 
batter was coming out of her more readily this time and 
I had to keep swallowing to make room for it all. She 
clenched again and broke another piece off into my 
mouth. I swallowed it down and then pushed my tongue 
into her. It went in much further and much more easily 
than usual and I licked the chocolate from her insides, 
feeling the mass of cake batter still inside her with 
the tip of my tongue. 

She started squeezing it out again and I sucked it out 
of her, eating and eating as fast as I could to keep 
up. Here I was, lying back on my bed, with my beautiful 
wife straddling my face with her perfect ass, basically 
shitting chocolate out into my mouth. Her asshole 
clenched again and she started squeezing out smaller 
and smaller pieces, which I could swallow easily. I 
felt her ass open up again but she must have been empty 
because no more cake came out. 

"I think I'm all done, baby." She gasped as I heard 
that squish-squish-squish-squish sound that told me she 
was finger-fucking the hell out of her pussy. She 
leaned forward and took my cock back into her mouth and 
started to suck me off as her fingers continued their 
assault on her cunt. I leant up into the crack of her 
beautiful ass and started licking off the smudges of 
chocolate on her cheeks, bucking my hips off the bed, 
pushing my cock further back into her mouth. 

Once her ass was clean on the outside I put my finger 
in my mouth making it wet and then pushed it inside her 
ass, noticing how easy it went in. I ran my finger 
around the inside of her and started scooping out all 
the chocolate left in there, sucking it hungrily off my 
finger and then pushing it back inside for more. 

"Fuck" she started gasping whenever I stuck my finger 
into her. When I thought I'd got it all I pushed my 
finger into her one more time and started fucking her 
ass with it. I could feel the movement of her fingers 
in her pussy through her inner walls. "Unnngh, yeah, 
yeah, yeah," she kept breathing and pushed her ass back 
onto my finger. I slipped another one beside the first 
and she rode both of them, still sucking my cock, still 
fingering herself, did I mention I love my wife? I told 
her I was about to cum again and she sat upright, I 
barely got my finger out of her ass in time before she 
was smothering me. 

I couldn't breathe. She was jerking my cock with both 
of her hands and grinding her ass down onto my face. I 
couldn't see anything. I couldn't breathe. I stuck my 
tongue up against her asshole and it eased inside, 
feeling it squeezing my tongue, and then I was cumming. 
Load after load after fucking load. I could feel it 
landing on my belly as she kept jerking my cock up and 
down. I was nearly suffocating. Her ass still pressed 
down firmly over my face. Her beautiful firm and supple 
ass-cheeks blocking out all air and light. It was the 
best orgasm of my life. 

And then I was done. My cock stopped shooting and she 
lifted her ass off my face. I gasped for breath and 
gulped down the cool air. Sweat poured down my face and 
my hair stuck down against my forehead. My chest was 
rising and falling and then Sarah was kissing me and 
licking my lips and my cheeks. "Sarah..." I was 
breathing so heavily, so completely spent. 

She kissed down my neck and down to my belly where she 
licked up all the cum splashed all over me, then took 
my now softening cock into her mouth and fuck, fuck, 
fuck, was it sensitive. But she sucked hard, getting 
all the cum out, before kissing it gently, lovingly, 
giving special attention to the head. She moved my 
foreskin back up over it and laid it down carefully, 
gave it another little kiss and then moved up the bed, 
cuddling up against her completely exhausted husband, 
kissing my cheek sweetly. After a minute she looked up 
at me and asked "So, what did you think?"

I just laughed. "My mind... is blown..." I told her, 
and she giggled. "Best... birthday... ever..."

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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