Chapter Besting:
A True Any Girl
I call Rina my “any” girl because, quite frankly, she would have sex anytime, anywhere, with anybody and do anything. All three holes were readily available, just for the asking. She was every man’s dream fantasy, and I got to enjoy it for nearly 10 years. It was, far and away, the best sex I’ve ever experienced with anybody.
For context, I met Rina a year after my wife passed away. My son was in his penultimate year of high school. I was knuckled down trying to maintain my job and create some sort of household normalcy until he graduated and went to college, then graduate school.
My introduction to her was under the football stands at my son’s high school game. The game had been called off due to inclement weather, and a group of the adults, Rina included, moved the party to a nearby neighbor’s house. A few days later, Rina called me and invited me to dinner to meet her mom. After that we would talk on the phone late at night for hours, as previously detailed.
Before long, she invited me to her house, specifically the third floor apartment, to watch movies. She had an extensive collection of movies. We’d watch one, then take the dog out for a walk. Even though I knew of her previous sexual exploits, I was hesitant to make any sexual advances. With her history of fucking every red blooded male within a hundred miles, I was worried about getting some horrendous disease.
On my second visit to her third floor apartment, after the movie, we took the dog out for a walk. As we were walking along, she suddenly stopped dead in her tracks, turned to me and said, “Plant one on me, baby.” Our first kiss.
The next time I visited her to watch movies, I was lying on the couch with her lying between my legs. I casually reached my hand down and started fondling her tits. They were the perfect size for me. A handful with a tad extra for my mouth, firm with appropriately sized nipples. This kicked her into gear, and we had a wonderful make out session. She was a great kisser, good tongue action and sloppy wet lips. All we did was kiss and she let me grope her boobs. I was still leery of any genital contact until we got tested.
In the interim, we continued to talk on the phone late at night. She told me that we needed to step things up a bit and get busy having sex. Her de***********ion of the things she wanted to do to me and the things she would let me to do to her had me stroking myself off while just talking on the phone. We both arranged to get tested for any sexually transmitted diseases. The results came back a few days later. Much to my complete surprise, she tested negative for ALL sexually transmitted diseases. Her pussy, her asshole, her mouth must have been bathed in some sort of built-in protection.
With a green light to finally start having sex (oh, it had been so long for me), she arranged to drive over to my house one afternoon when my son was gone. She arrived, we made some small talk, and she suggested that we go upstairs so she could give me a blowjob. This first blowjob was only mediocre, but it felt ever so special. I hadn’t had my dick in anyone’s mouth in a few years. And, fortunately, it was only the first of many, many more to come.
So began our decade long sexfest. We got into a routine of sorts. After school and any extracurricular activities, my son would come home for dinner. After dinner he would disappear to go out and party with his friends. Rina would drive over, and we would start making out standing in the foyer. She’d grab my crotch to ascertain how stiff I was before turning to rush upstairs. Our clothes fell away in an instant and we’d hop in bed and start our joy. My bed frame proved to hike the mattress up too high for proper doggy style fucking, so I removed it, lowering the bed for a better alignment of my cock to her holes.
During this time while my son was still living at home, Rina would visit most evenings after he left. Sometimes she would call first and have me come pick her up. We would carry on upstairs having uninhibited sex until around 11 p.m. Then I’d drive her home in my minivan. When we got to her mansion, I was usually still in need of more sex. I would park down the street, and we would climb into the back of the minivan and fuck like bunnies until I was sated. It wasn’t very comfortable, but it served its purpose.
A typical sex session would start with her sitting on the edge of the bed, me standing in front of her. I’d guide my dick to her mouth, and she’s start sucking me until I grabbed her head and begin forcefully fucking her mouth. Then I’d tell her to assume the doggy position and I’d ream her pussy. Putting one foot up on the bed, I’d get really good purchase on her hips, holding them to pound her cunt mercilessly.
Eventually, I’d grab the lube and do the same to her asshole. I loved fucking her in the ass. She is the only ass fuck I’ve ever had who could actually cum out of her asshole. No lie. When I would get going really hard and fast, just slamming my rod deep into her anus, it would suddenly get all wet, all by itself. Her ass juices would dribble down toward her slit which gave me more lube for pussy fucking. It was glorious.
Other times, after the initial blowjob, I’d tell her to lay on her back with her crotch at the edge of the bed. She’d fold her legs up, putting her ankles on my shoulders, giving me perfect access to both her lower holes. I’d use my hands to spread her thighs and take her pussy first, then with a pillow under her butt, her ass.
She’d let me stand there and fuck her as long as I wanted. I’d go at it as long as I could, and I’d usually hold my orgasm until my hard penis was fully and deeply up her ass. Then I’d unload, filling her colon with my load of hot jism. After the last spasm of shooting my cum in her asshole, it would drain out and dribble down onto the sheets. Such erotic visuals for me.
Let me describe cunnilingus with Rina. I absolutely adore having my mouth on a woman’s pussy. Sex is a many splendored thing with so many variations, positions and combinations. Getting to make out with a woman’s vagina and rimming her asshole are important to me. When giving my partner a head job, I usually include fingers as well. I’ve tried to tongue fuck the vagina but, honestly, my tongue doesn’t really get the job done. And the response is usually underwhelming.
Now the clitoris – that’s a different story. I’ve practiced lots of different ways to stimulate a clit and perfected several techniques. I’m proud to say that my partners uniformly achieve a climax when I go to work on their clits. That being said, Rina was much different. She didn’t really care for me sucking her cunt. She would let me, of course. But she never got much pleasure out of it. And the main reason, I believe, is that she really didn’t have a clitoris. The first time I was finger fucking her, I went for her clit. Oddly, I couldn’t find it. Her prepuce was there but what it was covering felt like a clit that had been cut or torn off. It was super tiny and the end of it was sort of rough and jagged, not rounded and smooth like the glans on a penis.
I asked her about this and she either didn’t know or didn’t want me to know the truth. I sensed that someone had mutilated it when she was very young but that’s just a guess. In any event, there wasn’t much to work with and when I did stimulate it, she hardly responded at all. Except on a few occasions. As I was finger fucking her, all lubed up with cunt juice, I’d get my finger right on the clit and rub it in circles until what was there got sort of erect. Then I’d rub it very hard, side to side, pressing against her pelvic bone. I’d mash it down hard and quickly almost vibrate my fingers. This motion elicited a response from her. It was either too hard and she’d complain. Or it would send her into orbit. Twice during our decade long hedonistic adventure, I succeeded in getting her to orgasm by rubbing it this way.
At times we’d try different positions for her blowjobs. Her blowjobs typically started out with her doing the work, but always became me fucking her mouth. We’d get her sitting up in bed, her back against the headboard and I’d stand on the mattress in front of her, facing the wall. I’d hold myself steady on the wall and stroke my dick in and out of her wet mouth, rocking my hips to get maximum thrust. Other times, I’d have her sit on the floor, her back against the side of the bed and I’d get to power fuck her mouth.
As a male, I’m very visual and I love to watch my dick in action whenever possible. I also adore and crave dirty talk during sex. I asked her if she minded if I talked dirty during sex or if there were certain phrases that she objected to. Nope. You can say whatever you want. You can call me anything your heart desires and you can tell me exactly what you want me to do. [As an aside, during my affair with Kaeleigh, she had one rule: never call her a whore. Slut was allowed but never whore.]
Whichever one of Rina’s holes my cock was in, I would start up a banter of dirty, slut talk. When we’d be fucking missionary position, she’d lift her legs up and over my shoulders. With my arms beneath her legs, I had great purchase to take full advantage of her cunt. Her pussy always started out swelled up inside from the earlier foreplay, fingering, blowjob, whatever. The inside of her pussy was tight and grabbed my cock like a mitten. As I’d stroke it in and out, I’d tell her how much I loved fucking her whore cunt, how good it felt and to just let me have my way with it.
Before long, it would start to open up, easing its tight grip on my dick. I’d tell her that I could feel her slut cunt coming on. “Open up, baby. Come on, get your slut cunt working. I want to pound it hard Give me your pussy. Show me how much you want it. That’s it slut. Hold it up high so I can fuck it good.” She’d moan a bit, and her pussy would soon expand and get sloppy wet. Once she got her slut cunt working, I’d readjust my position, shifting up higher on top so that I could nail her wide open hole effortlessly.
When I was fucking her mouth, I’d tell her to relax, open her jaw wider, take all my cock in deep. She didn’t do deepthroat with me (darn) but I’m certain that some of her past lovers had forced their cocks all the way down her throat. I kept trying to convince her to just relax and take it all the way down. Only once did my glans pop past her door, to much chocking and gagging.