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Veggie Tails
by Lizthewizz (lizthewizzerotica@yahoo.com)
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Liz takes a dare leading to pleasure in the rear. (F-
solo, mast, anal)
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Okay, first off, I'm not a freak - just a girl who was
born in the wrong decade. I'm a hippy chick of the new
millenium who loves day-glo colors, being out in
nature, and sensual/sexual exploration. And that's how
I ended up sitting on a bright orange carrot.
Ah ha! I thought that would get your attention! Ever
since I was a little girl, I was always in touch
(literally and figuratively) with my body. I had no
shame touching myself in the tub, but knew enough to
not do it when mom or dad was around. I still remember
the day I found the sex manual under my parent's bed
and started to learn the words and definitions of what
I had been doing.
Vaginal massaging, clitoral teasing, breast brushing
with the tips of my fingers....and anal play. All of
these I began to incorporate in what would become a
pretty regular masturbatory schedule (interrupted for a
few years when I thought it would ruin a future sex
life). However, recently, an online friend noted that I
had not fully explored her favorite area - the rear!
The following is an account of how I was dared into a
deeper (no pun intended) exploration of anal play
during fantasy time.
I sit on my bed in my knee-length night shirt with no
panties on. I look down by my side and there is a
small, hand-held mirror and a small (but not baby)
freshly washed carrot. I pick up the carrot, which is
just slightly more orange than my hair, and lie back on
the bed. I then hike up my night shirt, bring my knees
up, and place the mirror between my legs.
Looking into the mirror I see my recently shaved
reddening pussy lips glistening already with the
thoughts of exploration. I lean back against fat,
fluffy pillow and prop the mirror up against another
pillow. I look in the mirror again to see my cheeks
spread, revealing the puckered blossom in between.
I then let my mind go where it will, conjuring up
fantasies tame and wild. I begin to touch myself
gently, feeling my body and mind respond as my fingers
become slippery with my own wetness. After about ten
minutes, I begin to move my finger lower, briefly
tracing the outline of my anus.
I let the ridges of the wrinkles slide beneath the tips
of my fingers and I gasp at my own touch. Then, I slide
the tip of my index finger into that hole, pressing in
slowly and surely. My other hand returning to massage
my labia and clit as my anal muscles warmly squeeze the
visiting digit.
I begin to slowly move my hands in tandem - my finger
moving slowly in and out of my rear as my other hand
begins a pattern of play on my pussy. I can smell
myself - the pungent, erotic smell of sex filling the
room. I continue in this fashion, loosening my rear for
something larger. I'm sweating now - the heat of the
summer night and of my own body causing me to glisten
with perspiration.
Unsure of the next step, I stop both hands' activities
and remove my finger. Taking the small carrot in my
right hand, I use my left hand to spread my cheeks wide
causing my rear hole to lewdly gape at me.
I slowly, slowly, slowly press the cold tip of the
carrot to my anus, pressing gently but firmly. The
small end feels fine but things get uncomfortable as
the wider end begins to enter. I take things very slow,
letting my rear get used to the carrot. Finally, I feel
that I have reached my limit - about three inches of
carrot is now in place.
Once again, I begin to massage my clit, feeling
pleasure shocks shoot up my spine as my muscles
involuntarily contract around the carrot. I'm surprised
at how many pleasure sensors must be located in that
tender area as I passionately moan. No longer able to
control myself in this "experiment", I let go of all
restraints and work my clit and nipples with my hands.
Teasing, circling, brushing, kneading.....all building
and building and building... Oh! RELEASE!!!!
My hips shake and squirm from the orgasm as my finger
and the protruding carrot is covered in my honey. I
keep touching my clit as I climax, until it gets so
sensitive that I can't go on. Breathless now, I
collapse on my bed and gingerly pull the carrot out. I
can say now that I've experienced anal penetration, but
all in all I prefer a warm finger to a cold carrot ;-)
END
Well, I hope you enjoyed this kind of off-the-wall
encounter. E-mail me and let me know what you think :)
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.
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