Then he whispered ‘Fuck me’. I didn’t need telling twice and I bent him over and spat on his hole, pushing my finger in. God it was tight and it...felt amazing. I couldn’t wait and slowly pushed my head in, reaching round to rub his balls. He moaned in ecstasy and so did I. It was my first anal experience and I knew I was hooked for life. It was so hot and tight I felt like busting my nut instantly. I slowly pushed my cock in till my balls slapped against his ass. Then I slowly started pumping in. I don’t think I was very convincing. I just tried not to look him straight in the eyes and hoped he would drop it. No such luck. ‘Casey, you shouldn’t just forget it. If you really like her then you should tell her! If you don’t at least try to tell her, then you always feel like ‘what if!’ You will never let yourself live it down.’ I was panicked he was not letting this go. So I blurted the first thing that came to mind. ‘But Josh, that’s part of the problem! It’s not…a…girl!’ Oh God I didn’t. This is about some of the more unexpected outcomes of forays into smut. My friend Novella, upon hearing that I'm also a writer of porn, thought it would be a great idea to organize an "intimate reading" at the library she works for. At first I was sceptical, especially about the audience and if they're really aware of what they'd be in for, but she seemed so enthusiastic about it and didn't see any problems with it that I finally agreed. From what I understood, the event was mainly advertised. "But why? It's soaked, he'll catch his death." Not because of another five minutes, I expect." Jane said. "It'll give us something to grab onto when we move him. Naked men are so un-handy." Looking down at the man's shriveled genitalia, Cathy smiled:"I can see what you mean!"With Cathy above him hanging on to his legs and Jane and Isi below him each grabbing the west they slowly hoisted him down the stairs to the cabins on his back. When Cathy actually reached the top of the stairs, the man was.