Free Anal Obsession: Anal Addict Volumes 1-6 by Alex Hunter Page A

all the
way down every time, her hair flying everywhere, her eyes leaking
tears even as they look up at him.
    Bethany runs her hand under his groin and
roughly sticks her finger back into Eric’s asshole, working it
around in there while he slams his cock in and out of her
mouth.
    He grabs the back of Bethany’s head with
both hands and holds it in place while he fucks her face, her
finger in his asshole matching the aggression of his cock slamming
into her throat.
    And then he’s there.
    Eric hammers his cock into Bethany’s mouth
one last time, holding it deep inside her, all the way down her
throat, his balls pressing up against her lips as his orgasm
arrives. She returns the favor by forcing her finger deep in his
asshole, past the second knuckle, and holding it there too,
mimicking his cock in her throat.
    Eric lets out a gigantic shudder as his cock
shoots its bounty down Bethany’s throat, the sensation magnified
tenfold by the presence of her finger in his asshole.
    Bethany takes his seed like a champ, not
gagging or coughing at all, even as his cum funnels down her throat
and into her stomach.
    After he’s done cumming, Eric lets his cock
slide out of Bethany’s throat and she does the same, letting her
finger slip out of his asshole, the final act of mutual
degradation, at least for this evening. But based on the levels of
depravity they reached this time around, Eric has a feeling he’ll
be making a concerted effort to see Bethany again sooner rather
than later. And from the satisfied look on her face, he knows she
feels the same way.
     
    #####
     
    ANAL
FANTASY
      
    Eric is in a bar filled with college
students, all of whom are at least 10 years younger than him.
Needless to say, he’s not getting any action whatsoever. Not a
single girl has looked in his direction all night. He’s like a fish
out of water. Maybe it’s his age, maybe it’s his look, maybe it’s
the way he holds himself, but whatever the cause, he’s not even
registering on anyone’s radar.
    So he decides to just get drunk.
    Sitting down at the far corner of the bar,
he orders a shot of Jack Daniels and a pitcher of Blue Moon from
the bartender, an attractive blonde wearing a white bikini who is
the only other person in the bar over the age of 25. She brings him
the drinks without pause, lingering on him for a moment before
getting called away by another thirsty patron.
    He shoots the Jack and pours himself a glass
of beer. It isn’t long before Eric’s pitcher is empty. The
bartender comes back. She asks him what he wants. He tells her the
same as last time. She looks at him like he’s crazy and says she
hasn’t served him before.
    Eric orders another shot of Jack and another
pitcher of Blue Moon, then shakes his head and laughs under his
breath. If the bartender doesn’t even remember taking his order
less than ten minutes ago, then this truly isn’t going to be his
night. He tells himself that he’ll finish these last drinks then
head back to his room and chalk his failure up to bad luck.
    But after the bartender brings him the next
shot and pitcher, Eric suddenly realizes something. She didn’t
remember him because she wasn’t the same bartender that served him
previously.
    Looking around, he realizes that there are
two women behind the bar, both hot blondes dressed exactly alike.
They appear to be spitting images of each other—both have long
blonde hair, cute, angular faces, big blue eyes, slim, shapely
figures, tanned skin and great asses—although at a closer glance,
they have a few subtle differences. One is a little taller and
thinner the other has bigger tits and slightly wider hips. But they
are so similar it is eerie. And no doubt deliberate.
    Eric sighs. What he wouldn’t give to spend
the night with the pair of them. But, it all seems to be for
naught, as neither has paid any particular attention to him
yet.
    So Eric drinks his second shot and dusts off
his second pitcher. He calls the bartender over to