This belongs in the anal category because I know where it’s headed but there isn’t any butt stuff in this prologue of a chapter. There isn’t even any graphic sex to be honest. Skip it if you’re just about the sodomy, hell I might if I wasn’t the scribe. If you want thorough background though, here’s your huckleberry.

SELENA: ANAL GODDESS

1990- Twenty-two year old Selena frowned at her reflection in the mirror as at all times. Her raven-black hair hung down just past the middle of her back, framing a simply stunning face highlighted by her deep blue eyes. A somewhat sharp nose pointed down to thin lips that rarely covered her dazzling white teeth as she smiled often.

Unless, of course she was looking at herself.

Standing just 5’2″ at a weight of 125 pounds did nothing to describe what was an immaculately proportioned body. Breasts the size of grapefruits and nearly as firm, with light brown nipples that became hard as pencil erasers at the slightest contact. Perhaps the only flaw of her tantalizing figure was her soft torso, not fat by any means but visibly rounded. Just further south was her silky, neatly trimmed pubic bush that sat above her absolutely flawless pussy. Labia on the long side that were the definition of symmetry with her perky clitoris nestled above. Selena got wet fast, stayed wet with stimulation and the aromatic crevice had a naturally decadent taste. Her snatch also fit like a glove, regardless of size, due to a mastery of Kegel flexing and relatively limited use.

Her legs weren’t overly defined but there was clear separation of quad and hamstring in her shapely thighs and they were deceptively firm to the touch. As impressive as Selena was up front or from the side, from the back was equally if not even more mouthwatering.

It was also home to the eventual star of this sordid series.

Selena’s ass was jaw-dropping in every aspect. Rounded without even the slightest sag and solid enough to bounce a quarter from, her behind was a delight to the senses. By sight, the impeccable cheeks and deep crack between would shame models and pornstars, by touch it was pliable satin. Within was her neatly spoked brownish rectum, free of any imperfections, tight as a vice and always with a pleasant, musky scent. Her sphincter muscles just inside were almost unnatural in their ability to constrict and her slick, sizzling colon was ecstasy to breach for similar reasons.

Selena’s succulent body was covered in skin like alabaster, as soft as a baby from a diligent moisturizing routine. Her neck and upper chest would get dark pink when aroused and on occasion, she could tan just enough to display lines. What she could do with her luscious, pale body greatly enhanced the visual and it’s why you’re here in the first place.

By all accounts, she gave head like the most gifted of pornstars, often able to suppress her gag reflex just enough to deepthroat, if briefly and within reason. On the submissive side, she loved giving blowjobs and everything that came (no pun intended) with the act. She enjoyed the feel of a dick in her mouth and over time had begun to relish the taste, texture and warmth of semen, always swallowing. In the early stages of her oral experience she had swallowed simply because she didn’t think to spit. As this tale begins, though, Selena often sloshed the fluid around in her mouth to savor it before gulping it down and she would keep sucking if not pushed away.

As much as she loved giving head, getting eaten out was her favorite sex act, even above intercourse. It was her experience that there was generally a lot more going on when a man had his face buried in her pussy. Sometimes fingers were involved and different motions with the tongue from “painting the fence” to driving it in and out were like separate acts. Getting her ultra sensitive clit flicked, rubbed or sucked on sent her into a frenzy. Ultimately it was the flexibility of the tongue that she preferred, just slightly above standard penetration.

No one who was fortunate enough to fuck Selena would know this based on her reaction to copulation. She was always vocal (not necessarily with words) and a full participant physically, unless bound or restricted, she was moving. Size definitely made a difference to her preference wise but she wouldn’t let on to a partner unless it was a positive. In any respect, bigger and/or thicker was almost always a plus for pleasure derived. The closer she came to orgasm, the more active she became -which by itself wasn’t extraordinary- but given the “work” she would put in to that point, it was. In summary, Selena loved getting fucked, always let her partner know she loved it and was usually ready and willing to repeat the process until she simply couldn’t anymore.

As for anal, well, that will be chronicled from the maiden voyage.

A few weeks shy of her nineteenth birthday and four months pregnant, Selena got married to the baby’s father and the man who had taken her virginity, 33 year old Ray. Once they were bound in matrimony, she slowly then suddenly realized she had made a terrible mistake. He was a great father, doting on their daughter and as a high paid industrial mechanic an even better provider. He was also more than satisfactory in the bedroom although the volume wasn’t nearly enough for the virtually insatiable brunette. For the first two plus years of the marriage, she filled in her unrequited lust with self pleasuring, soon owning a small collection of sex toys, mainly dildos and vibrators.

Their marital issues were in every other facet of the relationship. Shy and having been somewhat sheltered growing up (although she did covertly hone her tremendous blowjob skills in high school), Selena wanted to go out, to party. Ray, having been there and done that, not only had zero interest in that lifestyle but resented his wife not wanting to be home with him and their daughter. Very early on in their union he began putting restrictions on when and where she could go out, even setting curfews. Over time Selena learned that extended periods of good behavior on her part made it easier to get what little freedom she was allowed.

To Ray, good behavior meant a spotless house, dinner on the table when he got home from work and sex on demand. As alluded to already, Selena received great pleasure from him sexually but the 4-5 times a week he wanted it left her longing. Making matters worse for her was the fact that the cute but otherwise nondescript girl she had always been had blossomed into the strikingly beautiful woman she was then. While she personally never viewed herself as the latter there was no denying the open desire displayed by the opposite sex. Men went out of their way to hit on her and seeing this, knowing she could have her pick of the litter, made life with Ray that much harder.

Despite the many temptations, Selena remained faithful although her isolation led to her taking a job as a bank teller, mainly just to get other human company. As part of that employment, she became fast friends with a fellow trainee named Adam. They were the same age (the only two employees under forty), had a common interest in art (she painted, he did tattoos) and listened to a lot of the same music. For the first three months that they worked together, there wasn’t even the slightest flirtation, let alone sexual tension between them, although Selena did catch him gazing at her from time to time. Lunch at his apartment (just 5 minutes from the branch) one Saturday changed the dynamics and started an overhaul of her approach to married life.

Innocently having sandwiches and beer, set the table for a perfect storm. The bank closed at noon on Saturdays and with Ray working until five, their daughter safe with her sister, Selena had a few hours of free time. With her notoriously low tolerance for alcohol, her inhibitions were compromised, especially after a third beer. Not having had time to get herself off to satisfaction in almost a week was a result of having her toddler every moment after work. This was due to Ray working overtime, which also meant she had not gotten laid, either. The stunning brunette was ravenously horny, to the point that she was even quieter than usual, oddly curt and had nearly refused the lunch invite.

Fortunately, for the sake of the story at least, she did accept and was there on Adams’ couch when he leaned over and kissed her. After he quickly apologized, there was a brief, awkward pause with the two friends simply looking at each other in silence. Then just as suddenly as he had, Selena cradled his face and reciprocated with hunger. Just ten minutes later she was nude, at fifteen he was lapping away at her sweet pussy and at the half hour mark he became only the second man to fuck her as he buried his dick in her now sopping snatch. There would be no more pauses that afternoon as not only did he get inside her five times in total but she sucked him hard in between, her quest to be fully sated ever present.

For the next six weeks they fucked like rabbits; not only every work day at his place during lunch but twice Selena told Ray she was working the weekend only to spend several hours with her legs spread.

Problems arose in the torrid affair as Adam started to ask her about moving in with him, leaving her husband. For her part, the tryst continued because of his virility and not much else: she liked him but she had also “liked” her husband once. In addition, having the two men share her came close to quenching her lust and she was happy with things as they were, guilt over her adultery fading with each orgasm. Not wanting to stop the affair but getting beat down with Adams escalating pleas, Selena was suddenly (and again shockingly) reminded that there were endless options.

At a local bar with her best friend, Hannah, on a Friday night, the gorgeous brunette got very buzzed, very fast. Drinking too much because of limited time allowed by her curfew and out of frustration in general, Selena found herself dirty dancing with a man named Bryce. His grinding against her would have signaled the end of the dance had she been sober, but following the already set precedent, it was encouraged. Reacting to her enthusiasm, he began exploring her body through her clothes until she stopped him with a firm grip as he started to go under her blouse. Thinking he’d gone too far, he was thrilled when she got up on tiptoes and whispered in his ear:

“We have to go somewhere now! I need you to be inside me”.

Hannah, on the dance floor herself, had watched the entire “incident” with eyes wide in disbelief at her friend’s behavior, the friend she openly called Puritan Patty. She thought she was hallucinating as the brunette left briskly with this complete stranger, his hand cupping the cheeks of her sensational rear end.

Hopping into his car, Selena aggressively initiated a passionate kiss, practically climbing into his lap, only the presence of the steering wheel preventing her. He broke their embrace long enough to ask if she wanted to go to a motel and the adulterous beauty almost vehemently said yes until her delayed awareness reminded her of Ray’s curfew. Declining the proposal, more rational thought followed quickly as she asked if he had protection. Once confirmed, she shrugged and said:

“Let’s just do it here then”, she giggled.

In plain sight of other bar patrons roaming around the parking lot, the two climbed into the backseat. Moments later, naked and on her back with luscious thighs spread wide, Selena squealed with delight as his cock filled her slippery, yawning cunt. He drilled her to three orgasms, ejaculated and was quickly sucked and, jerked to erection to fuck her receptive pussy again. Already thinking of a third act, Selena, sobering fast, asked the time and decided it was too close for comfort.

Hannah nearly wrecked driving her home as Selena finally revealed her affair with Adam as part of her explanation for that evening when asked. Her friend, an almost notorious slut, conducted a full on interrogation that went on for an additional twenty minutes in Selena’s driveway. The brunette finally promised to call, if possible and went inside leaving Hannah to ponder the shocking revelations. Inside the house, the lovely brunette was also reflecting.

It was one thing to have an affair with someone she’d known and known well but quite another to have sex with a man she didn’t know existed minutes before. She’d gone from physically faithful for over two years to getting fucked in a parking lot by an absolute stranger in less than two months. The rapid escalation of her immorality was nearly as eye opening to her as the acts themselves but she quickly found closure in one simple fact.

She didn’t care.

While she was still set on staying with Ray and wanted to keep anything extramarital from him, there was no stopping now. She not only needed more than he was giving her but everything she’d done, with Adam and Bryce, was exhilarating and liberating. From getting dressed for work knowing she’d spend the next several hours in any number of sexual positions to a stranger pounding her in plain sight. She had never felt so alive and her bottom line became no harm, no foul.

She did conclude that cheating so close to home was an unnecessary risk and began plotting ways around that, given Ray’s restrictions. Two days after Bryce, Selena told Ray she was going to Hannah’s to do some painting, which was the truth. As it turned out, their mutual friend Damon was there and the two girls smoked some weed with him. Knowing of his long time crush on the married beauty, Hannah secretly let him know that he should make a serious move without going into detail as to why. Then saying she was going to the store, the host left them alone in the basement, wildly curious to see what would happen.

After waiting thirty minutes in her room, Hannah went outside, peering through one of the small basement windows. Covering her mouth to stifle what would have surely been a loud guffaw, she saw Selena on her hands and knees, her pants rolled down to her calves. Damon was driving his dick into her juicy snatch like a piston and the brunette was howling with delight. Back in her room moments later, she abused herself with a huge dildo, Damon not the only one who fantasized about Selena. After giving them more time, she quietly opened the basement door, greeted by her friends’ lustful squealing. Closing the door hard, she paused a second and then looked around the corner to see them spooned together under a blanket, perfectly still and silent. Announcing that she was back and taking a shower, she left them again.

Selena revealed after he left that Damon had screwed her pussy three times, fucking her for every second they were by themselves. Hannah was giddy, happy to see the shroud of repression getting blown to bits, not having seen the brunette this cheerful in years.

The next day, Selena was at Adam’s during their lunch break as always. Telling him in no uncertain terms that she wasn’t leaving her husband, she added that they would be through if he ever brought it up again. This was, of course, after he had already fucked her twice and they were getting dressed.

He nearly broke down and this caused Selena to instantly contemplate not just ending the affair but requesting a transfer. As it turned out, she got hired as an assistant manager at a restaurant through a friend and gave her notice at the bank two days later. Unable to resist the sheer availability, she kept visiting Adam daily and he managed decent composure.

Ray, who didn’t understand her desire to work as it was (given his income), was less than happy about her career change because of the schedule. During the week, it was strictly nights and on weekends it was often an afternoon through night gig. She’d leave shortly after he got home on weekdays and he would hardly see her on the weekend. Meanwhile Selena was thrilled for the same reasons and also tickled about what she was certain would result in greater freedom.

While no additional partners were added to her sexual dossier during her last two weeks in finance, Selena’s adultery exploded at the restaurant. After getting fucked by Adam for the last four times on a Saturday, she arrived at the eatery the next day late morning. She wrapped up her first day of training at around 10 pm before chatting with the manager, Chad, in his office. One of only three male friends from high school that she was still in contact with, he had given her the job. She thanked him yet again, adding that if she could ever do anything for him beyond her paid duties, all he had to do was ask.

“Well, there is something,” he replied, “But we’re both married so sex is off the table”.

Both laughed but for a different purpose and Selena then invalidated his statement.

“It’s not off the table for me”.

A few minutes later the crown of his dick was dipping into her throat with every few bobs of head. With no urgency about time (she’d told Ray midnight latest) Selena sucked him to completion because she wanted to and also to make him last longer inside of her. He fucked the raven-haired beauty twice after she gulped down his first load and she left sated. By the time she got out of the shower at home, though, the pangs of yearning were back and Ray’s dick was soon buried in her snatch.

Chad fucked her again one night that week as did a regular customer and old acquaintance, Derek. Selena went to his house and spread her thighs twice on his couch and once more while bent over and holding the spigot in the shower. After letting the bartender, Eric sample her pussy in his truck the very next night, Selena got a hold of herself and tried to maintain some semblance of moderation. Not wanting to fall into the same fiasco as she had with Adam, she explained to all three men that they couldn’t have sex every night but maybe every now and then. Over the next month, they were all granted access into her pants at least once more as were three others, all customers and total strangers that intrigued her. Twice in her car, once at a motel, Selena’s body was used by the one-night stands.

Then along came Scott…