The Body Chapter 20

"Do you really want to have this conversation here in public or do you want to go back to your place? I was determined we needed to carry on talking, he was obviously gearing up to ask me or even tell me what he wanted. Did I want to hear that for the first time out here in public?

My panties told me I did, they were now totally soaked and I knew I should probably take them off before the moisture made its way to my jeans and gave me away.

Edward was still holding my hands and watching my face, if he was as good at reading me as he seemed to think, he should be able to detect just how turned on I was at this moment. I knew my face was red and I could feel the heat in both my panties and across my chest as my nipples tried to push through the layers of clothing.

"I think we better go back to my place, I can show you better what I'm talking about"

With that he stood up and gathered all the bags together and reached for my hand.

"Come on I need to do this while we are both so aroused, it will make the conversation a lot easier"

I was going to argue with him that I wasn't really that turned on but one look at his face and the way he lifted an eyebrow at me made me realise there was absolutely no way I could deny it.

As soon as he realised I wasn't going to argue he pulled me up and we quickly made our way to the sidewalk and hailed the first cab that we saw. Edward gave his address before I could even think about telling the driver where we were going and everything seemed to happen at a great pace. By the time I'd got myself comfortable, in my 'moist' panties and sorted out the shopping bags and my purse I was once again being pulled out of the cab and herded upstairs. As we went through his front door I was pushed up against the nearest wall and practically mauled. He was struggling to decide where to touch first, so I stood against the wall with the grocery bags still in my hands, his hands going everywhere as well as his lips.

"Shit I need you so badly" he said as he started to unbutton and lower the zip on my jeans.

I wanted to help him get me undressed plus I wanted to undress him but I couldn't seem to let go of the bags. It was only when he tried to lift my t shirt up did he realise I was still holding everything.

"For fucks sake Bella just drop them" he groaned out.

"The bags or my panties?" I asked.

It broke the spell. I know I probably shouldn't have but he was nearly out of control and the rest of the afternoon and probably most of the evening would have been taken up with sex on any flattish surface we could have found. While that sounded as a perfectly acceptable way to spend the afternoon I didn't want to stop talking, I needed to know what had him so aroused.

He slowly regained his composure and looked at me.

"If I said both could we go back to what we were doing? he asked with a smile on his face.

"Can I put the shopping down, get out of my jeans and panties and then trust you to restart the conversation?"

He made it seem as though he was weighing up that information before taking the groceries and turning away from me. I could tell he was rearranging himself, there was no point hiding it, somehow his pants were already open and he'd obviously removed his boxers when he cleaned himself up earlier. I wondered what he had done with them, was some poor shop keeper going to find them when he emptied the trash can?

"Make yourself comfy Bella, you know where all my clothes are if you want to borrow something"

He went into the kitchen so I went back to the bedroom and into his closet. I grabbed a clean pair of his boxers and after slipping out of my jeans and panties I slid them on, they were incredibly loose but they would do. I went in the bathroom to freshen up and rinsed out my panties and popped them onto the towel rail to dry. I wasn't planning on going home tonight so they should be dry by the time I needed them. I smiled at myself for being so practical.

I took another of his t shirts and left my bra on the side, if this was going to go how I thought it was my bra wouldn't be needed anyway!

I found him in the kitchen and he was making some kind of smoothie, he added veg and fruit and then ice and a handful of some grain I wasn't sure about. After watching the mush go round and round in the blender he poured it into two glasses.

"Here this will help with digesting all the pasta and counteract the ice cream " he said passing me a strange looking drink. I gingerly took a taste, while it wasn't anywhere near as good as the pasta or ice cream, it wasn't totally horrible so I sipped it slowly.

"Come on let's get comfortable, I need to explain some things to you, things about me and about the blog"

I made myself at home on the couch and waited for him to get started.

"When I was in college I shared a room with a guy called Peter, he was bisexual and very open about it. The college years for him were all about working hard and playing hard. We shared the room for three years and in that time I got to know him really well and before you ask, no not ever not even when we were both roaring drunk"

I smiled because I had to admit even though he had told me he had never been with a man, it sounded like he had had plenty of opportunity to experiment.

"Peter liked having sex with men as well as women, but his taste in men was quite specific, he loved them to be big and rough and most definitely when they were deep in the closet."

"When I knew him well enough I asked him why he enjoyed having sex with men so much and he was very honest and open, saying he loved to be the 'receiver' as he put it, he loved to be manhandled and roughly fucked, he said there was no feeling on earth like having your prostate stimulated by a solid cock while being kissed and fondled with rough hands"

"If he felt like that why did he bother with women then?" I asked totally absorbed in the story.

"I asked the exact same question, to which he replied that he found just as much enjoyment when he was balls deep in a woman so why should he choose, why couldn't he have both?"

"I couldn't argue with that so I just accepted that there was a possibility I may find a man or a woman in his bed now and again." He took a gulp of his smoothie and carried on.

"Over the next six months or so I took notice of who he was spending time with and while the men were all one night stands, the women seemed to last a little longer, but maybe only a month so. I tackled him about that and his answer was that when he was dating he was monogamous but he was finding that as much as he loved being with a woman after a while he always started to miss the feel of a man"

"After that I started to do some research, I wanted to see what it was that was exciting him and whether there were people out there talking about prostate massage and orgasms. What I saw and read blew my mind, it was supposed to be the most intense sensation a man could experience but I knew, at that point in my life anyway, that I had no real interest in going out and picking up a man. "

He stopped and looked at me, I think to make sure that I was ok and he wasn't overwhelming me.

"Go on" I gently prodded him.

"This went on for quite a while. I was too busy whilst I was at college, and I really didn't have any privacy to really experiment, so I sort of shelved it and just gone with my life. It never went away though, I would still date and have sex and I finally plucked up the courage to ask one of my partners to put her finger in my ass. She looked at me as though I was insane and as she shuddered I knew I had just ruined our fledging relationship."

He took another gulp of his drink and finally registered just how disgusting it actually was.

"Would you like a beer or a glass of wine?" I nodded thankful to get rid of the mush and waited for him to come back and sit down. He took a lot longer than he should have and I wondered if the space was for him or me. When he re-joined me he started straight up again

"I met this woman at a bar, she was a little older than me, everything about her screamed sophisticated and worldly wise. To this day I don't really know how we ended up at her home but she just took charge and asked for everything she wanted. Part of me felt like it didn't matter that it was me there, she just wanted to have sex and I was going to provide it. Anyway once I had proved to her I could keep up and she had had her third or fourth orgasm, she told me she was going to show me her party trick. I didn't know what to expect, I certainly wasn't expecting her to milk my prostate. She knew exactly what she was doing and she had me seeing stars for the rest of the night. I think because I was so open to what she was doing she just went to town and kept me coming most of the night."

Again he checked on me to make sure I was ok, so I kissed him gently on the cheek and told him to carry on.

"I never saw her again, when I asked her the next morning if I could she smiled and patted my cheek and informed me her husband was due home from his business trip in the next few days and she had just needed to cut loose for the night. I was devastated, not at the thought of not seeing here again you understand, but because I couldn't imagine I would ever experience that sensation again."

"By the time I met her, I was out of college and living here in the city. I struggled to think about how best to experience it again, it did cross my mind for about a second to ask Peter, but I dismissed it because it just didn't feel right. So I went on to the net and started to anonymously check out blogs, forums and websites. I was surprised to find that there were so many men out there that loved anal play who weren't gay and it lead me onto the sites for specific things. I bought toys and started to experiment in the privacy and comfort of my own home and well soon found that while I can't 'milk' myself as such, I can stimulate myself and it feels amazing."

I had to cut in here because whilst I had followed everything I didn't understand how that had moved to him filming himself.

"That was just plain old curiosity Bella. I wanted to see what happened to the ring of muscle around my ass so I set up my old video camera and recorded myself one day. Later I was chatting to some people on one of the forums I am active on and I told them what I'd done. They asked to see the clip and the blog was born. The more people that liked it and followed it, the more I posts I put on and in a way it gave me the confidence to try new things. Before long people were requesting things and specific toys so I just went with it. All the time trying to recreate the feelings I'd experienced"

"Ok I understand all that Edward but what do you want with me?" I asked nervously.

"My greatest fantasy Bella is to find a woman I trust and care enough about to try pegging. Bella, I love the feeling of my ass being full while my cock is being stimulated I want … no I need …. to be fucked in the ass by my gorgeous girlfriend while she reaches around and strokes me until I come."

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Finally he told her…