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Analyse This

Synopsis: Jim will hack your backdoor

Cheryl grunted with each thrust. She reached under and strummed her clit, wishing her pussy got some action.

Jim’s cock pushed up deep into her rectum, her anus stretching wide to accommodate him.

He always fucked her in the ass.

Cheryl loved him… her steady boyfriend for five years. She never understood why he would only fuck her in the sodom-style.

It’s not like he didn’t like pussy—he ate her out all the time… but his cock never ventured inside her warm hairy girl cave.

He grunted. She felt him come and she managed to finger herself into an orgasm at the same time.

His cock discharged a heavy load of dick-cream into her rear.

He pulled out of her unceremoniously

“Do you want to suck it?” he asked, offering his browned meat to her

“No thanks” she snarled

She got up on her knees from the doggy-position she’d been in. She felt her ass distended, open, the cool air touching her innards

She dripped cum onto the towel she’d placed on the bed for that purpose.

* * *

“So, tell me James”

“Jim” Jim corrected her

“Jim” she said, “How is your relationship developing”

“Fine”

“And if I asked….?” she paused to look at her notes… “And if I asked Cheryl… what would she say”

“Everything’s fine…”

“You’re not still obsessed with….”

“Her ass?”

Linda coughed. “Yes” she said

“What can I say?” Jim grinned. “I love ass”

“But… let me be blunt…” she said “I think you’re obsessed…”

“Yeah!” he grinned and fist-pumped the air

“Obsession is not good… not… healthy” she continued

“What harm?”

“But say… down the track… you and Cheryl decide to have children?”

“Yes?”

“Well.. you can hardly make babies by anal sex”

“Make babies” he thought to himself and giggled…

Jim had been attending various psychotherapists since he was in his mid-teens

His mom became concerned when she found the books he had hidden under his bed—artists books—where Jim had sketched and drawn his fantasies…

All centred around the ass.

There were pictures of anal sex, of fingering anuses, of burying one’s head into an anus, of a woman pregnant giving birth out her asshole…

Karen was concerned. She noticed that some sketches were of people she knew. At first there were famous women woven into Jim’s fantasies, but then she discovered some of the neighbours… and more shocking… herself.

Her son had dozens of polaroids of her ass. Some he’d used as a model for his drawings.

His first real girlfriend went to hospital with a torn rectum.

In college—she’d agreed to pay as oolong as he continued his therapy—he’d met Cheryl. She was attacked to his quirky nature.

She loved the fact he went down on her unshaven snatch on their first date… and that he’d kept eating her till she’d had a bank of orgasms.

When he’d fingered her asshole she let him. When he slid into her she gritted her teeth and thought of how wonderful he was… and how it was going to be only one moment of pain

Karen had gotten a call from Cheryl out of the blue. She didn’t even know her son had a girlfriend.

She introduced herself, and after some talk she ended in tears about Jim’s obsession with her asshole

Karen threatened to ‘cut Jim off’ unless he resumed sessions.

—So we find Jim on the couch and Dr. Cheryl Tieggs in session—

“I want you to relax” Cheryl said as she hooked up her machine… it was a device of purpose—to help bring someone to a susceptible state of suggestion—hypnotised.

“I don’t like this…” he said as he always did.

“You always say that” Cheryl said as she set it pointing towards him

“Now” she said looking over her machine. It had something that appeared like a lamp connected to it, and this was for flashing a light—at a strobe effect to help induce the hypnotic state

She went to grab her protective glasses—to shield her from its effect. She looked about and couldn’t find them.

She got up and looked behind her desk, and then she saw that Jim was wearing them

“Hold on…” she said. She thought he was going to do something to her device

He reached into his pocket at that moment and in an instant the light started blinking. He chuckled… as he fingered his remote control

Cheryl went to shield her eyes.

“You must relax” he said

“I…” she began and her hand came away from her eyes

“Just sit back and relax” he said

Cheryl did so.

“I can’t…” she began

“Relax and listen to my voice…”

She sighed and she felt herself relax.

* * *

“What?” she gasped as she sat up. She released she was on the couch

“Are you okay?” he smiled, knowing what had just happened.

“I…?” she began again, disorientated

“You were saying how you loved anal sex”

“I was?” she gasped, “Er… yes, I mean… I do…”

“You love anal sex?”

“Yes” she gasped…. realising she did. She loved it.

“You want to try it again…”

“Yes” she smiled, “Yes, I’d love to have anal sex again”

Only she couldn’t actually remember ever having done it. She hadn’t in fact as it had always repulsed her

“You think that I am very attractive, don’t you?”

“Er.. yes” she smiled and she brushed a hand down over her breast. She felt her nipples harden

She thought he was very attractive. Unconsciously she opened and closed her legs a couple of times.

“I want to see your asshole” he said

“I…?” she gasped. A part of her felt that this was wrong but she found herself standing up and turning around… she really wanted him to see it…

She hitched up her dress and he got a look at her simple blue cotton panties

He reached up under her dress and grabbing the panties pulled them down from her exposing her ass

“What are you doing?” she asked—a part of her still unsure

His nose went up between her ass cheeks and he inhaled her pungent smell. He drew his tongue out and she tasted bitter around her wrinkle of an anus.

“Lean forward” he said.

She did so. His tongue dove into her hole. She bucked a little as it tickled.

“Delicious” he gasped

She waited in anticipation for what he would do next.

She heard his zipper unzip

“Fuck” he gasped as he pushed his hardness against her opening.

She was tight

“Ow” she gasped

“Relax” he said, “Spread your legs more”

She did so

He eased into her. She was tight. She was very tight

It took an effort to push his cock head into her

And then he thrust forwards. “Ow” she protested again

He pushed in deeper, feeling her rectum stretching out around his rock-hard shaft.

“That…. “ she began but she couldn’t protest. Something about it… her mind couldn’t formulate the words.

She felt it was wrong… but she couldn’t do anything about it.

She was mushy inside and he realised she had faecal matter inside. He grinned—his meat was going to be browned.

It didn’t bother him.

The smell coming from her ass also didn’t bother him.

She leaked a little each time he drew back.

He plunged inside her harder and harder.

“Say you want it” he said

“Yes!” she gasped “Fuck my asshole”

“Say it”

“Fuck my shitter” she groaned

She trembled and orgasmic shivers ran over her.

He realised she had come and he drove into her harder. Holding onto her hips he pushed in as hard as he could and released deep inside of her

“Oh, fuckkkkkk” he cried as his cock irrupted inside her

He fell onto her back, she took all his body weight onto her as his cock eased up pasting her insides with his love cream

He pulled out of her and she leaked more goo

Her nose twitched at the smell.

“Ewww” she gasped

He pulled out of her.

He pulled his pants all the way off “Come” he said as he lead her to her office’s en suite.

She almost tripped over her panties as she followed him

He stood by the shower and pulled off his shirt and singlet

“Get undressed” he said

She smiled and followed his instructions

He reached into the shower and turned it on

“You’re an amazing bitch” he said

“Thank you” she half-smiled

“But so fuckin’ dumb” he gloated “You didn’t realise I’d hacked your hypo machine”

She smiled weakly not knowing what to say

With the water on she stepped in

He followed her in, it was a tight space but it didn’t matter

Suddenly her bowels… she had a need to go

“Just do it here” he said and she obeyed with her matter pushing out and splashing on the tiled shower floor.

He washed her ass, lovingly feeling her soft globes of ass flesh.

They embraced and kissed

Stepping into the brown lumps didn’t matter either.

“You know” he said…

“Yes?”

“I want you to arrange an appointment with my mom”

“I will do that”

He smiled as he thought of brainwashing her and fucking her ass

He would anal-yse her too.

The End