Arsemans' Holiday

You may have noticed a lack of posts recently- well, even an Arseman needs a holiday every now and then!
Me and Arsewoman left grey old Blighty for a week, and got some sun on our asses, and had some great anal adventures too ;)
ON the third day of our holiday, I came back to our room after checking out the arses on display at the pool, to find Arsewoman sitting in the cane chair on the balcony, naked apart from her big shades and huge sunhat. Her feet were propped on the edge of the balcony, and as I came right up to her, I could see her pussy was all slippery where she had been fingering herself, and she had her favourite purple jelly buttplug in.
She was still a bit sore from the hard butt- fucking the day before, so while she sipped on her mojito, I knelt between her legs, and wanked myself off, while i licked her anus where it was stretched around the plug. I cam quite quickly, all over the plug, then sat next to her, sipping a beer and watching the sun go down...

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Brown Wedding Part 2

(Brown Wedding Part1)

The white Rolls Royce glided down the street from her house. The car was amazingly smooth, but as she sat on the exquisite, soft leather seat, she could feel the gentle vibrations of the engine and the road travelling up the buttplug, making her rectum and pussy tingle with excitement. Already the inside of her dress was getting soaked with her sex- this was going to be a long day!
She looked over to Marie, her bridesmaid, and best friend since they were in halls at university.
Marie had been so much more adventurous when they met- she always had boys in her room, and almost every night she could hear Marie's' panting through the thin partition walls, as some local stud or luck uni boy fucked her senseless.
She especially remembered one night, in their second year, when in the throes of their lust, Marie yelped 'Ow! Not in there Tony!', followed by some giggling and a softer 'OK, but slowly...'. She lay in bed, knowing full well that just inches separated her from her best friend, who had a cock up her arse. After only a few seconds, Tony could not contain himself, and the room fell silent. She lay there masturbating, imagining she was Marie, pussy moist, and cum dribbling from her anus. Her finger followed the dribble of pussy juice down, between her buttocks, and with a gasp, she pushed her index finger into her tight asshole. Rubbing her engorged clitoris with her other hand, it was not long before her orgasm began, and she felt her sphincter grip and relax around her finger. It was the beginning of an obsession.
A couple of weeks later, she needed to borrow some books from Marie. There were no passionate moans coming from behind her door, so she simply tapped and entered straight away. There, in front of her on the single bed, was Marie. She was knelt on the bed, jeans around her knees, face buried in her pillow, furiously stabbing at her pussy with a slim purple vibrator. But that was not all- she had something protruding from her bottom- it just looked like a disc of orange plastic, but what was attached to it, she had no idea.
Marie, totally focused on achieving orgasm, had not heard her knock, so she stood behind the door, afraid of moving and alerting her to her presence in this painfully embarrassing situation.
Soon enough, Marie violently climaxed, clenching her knees together tight, clasping her hand over her swollen, twitching pussy, letting the dildo pop- out onto the bed. She stayed motionless for a minute or so, breathing deep, ragged breaths- this had been a powerful orgasm indeed! Then, releasing her pussy from her grip, her hand came around and gripped the plastic object in her anus. Gently, but firmly, she pulled the orange plastic object. Her sphincter stretched to allow the buttplug to leave her ass, and once it was all out, it slowly closed, returning to its original size, twitching as it went. A dribble of lubricant escaped her stretched hole, and dripped onto the bed.
Marie froze- suddenly she was aware that something was not right- she fell onto her side, looking immediately to the door. She eyes her petrified neighbour, and reached over to her cigarettes. Pulling one out, and putting it between her thin, boyish lips, she smirked. 'Enjoy that hun?'
'I'm so sorry, I, I... The door was...' she stuttered- She could not explain why she had stayed. She could not bring herself to say that she had enjoyed seeing Marie abuse herself so. She could not admit that she was so turned on that her jeans were soaking wet...
'If I had heard you coming, I would have asked you to join me!' winked Marie. She was not afraid of anything. She noticed that her guest was transfixed by the orange buttplug, still coated with lube on the bed. 'My new toy- Tony bummed me the other night, and I really liked it, so I went into town and got this...'
She felt uncomfortable still, but brave enough to ask a question- 'does that hurt?'
'What, this? Yeah, but that's half the fun!' Marie giggled. She had never felt uncomfortable around Marie- maybe a little now, but not as much a she thought she would have been.
'Why don't you come over here, and take a closer look?'
She walked over, and sat on the bed, where Marie lay, still with her pants around her ankles, still with buttocks slick with her sex and lubricant, smoking a cigarette. She looked down at the buttplug next to her on the bed. 'Go on, take a look! It won't bite!'
Gingerly, she picked it up, using her fingernails at first. It was so big! The bright orange plastic was still warm from being in Marie's' rectum. There was lubricant smeared over it, and a rogue pubic hair. The musky smell of her ass hung heavy in the air. She was so turned on. And Marie knew it...

Brown wedding Part 1

Not long to go until the car arrived. She was almost ready- hair immaculate, dress crisp and new, shoes white and gleaming satin, and underneath- oh, underneath, she had poured her newly tanned curves into a boned basque, suspenders and stockings, but she had left the lacy thong in the box...
'The car's here!!' her two bridesmaids shouted in unison form downstairs.
just one last thing to do...
She reached into her overnight bag and pulled- out the tube of lubricant. Gently squeezing the tube, she carefully piled some on the end of her finger, and holding her dress up with her other hand, squatted slightly to part her buttocks the tiniest bit, and daubed the lube on her puckered, tight arsehole. She couldn't resist quickly pushing her freshly manicured finger up there a little- just her fingertip, and when she pulled it out, she could feel the lube inside her sphincter, the movement when she walked across the room felt delicious...

She reached in to the ivory and gold box on her bedside table.
The buttplug was heavy- solid acrylic, ivory in colour, and 4 inches long. It was 3 inches in diameter at its widest, and had a 1 inch shaft.
She remembered a year ago, when she had bought it, form that dodgy little shop in the city, and the excitement when she got home, rushed upstairs, quickly got undressed and tried to push it up her untrained bottom. The pain at first was too much, and even when she tried using lube instead of saliva, she was still disappointed when only the first 2 inches would go in.
She remembered the weeks of getting a little further, a little further still, pushing, breathing heavily, until one night her anus stretched enough for the widest point to pass through. She came instantly. Gingerly, she had stood up and tried to walk. Her buttocks pressed on the flanged base as she straightened, and tried to pull it out. She would have to learn to clench her ring around it hard if she wanted to walk with it in...
Reaching around again, she placed the end of the plug against her anus, and turned it, smearing the lube around. Just enough lube to get it in, not so much that it would be hard to keep in all day.Then, with one steady push, she guided the whole thing up herself, wincing slightly as the widest part passed her ring.
Now well practised at walking with it in, she straightened her dress, and walked down the stairs to the waiting crowd.
(Brown Wedding Part2)