A Proper Young Man's Guide to Anal Etiquette
By: Lord Odie
The Obligatory Disclaimer
The following is a work of pure sexual fiction and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and is meant as a compliment. Furthermore, all fictional characters in the following fantasy are consenting adults over the age of 18. They are also BDSM professionals and good at what they do. So please, don't try anything that you're about to read at home, if such things were even physically possible. If you still insist on trying things at home, please send all pictures and feedback to me about the experience. If I can't stop you, I can at least make sure you're doing it right. Consider yourself disclaimed.
8. Morning Commute
A couple days later, Matt was pulling his car out of the garage on his way to school like he did every morning. His car was nothing to brag about, but his father had bought it for him for his 21
st
birthday and it was his. And he was proud to have it! Most young people his age didn't have, nor did they particularly want one. They were fine with having their relatives, friends, or neighbors drive them around. Or just using ride sharing. Matt never quite understood the lack of interest in the freedom that a car brought that most of his generation lacked. But he didn't care. He loved being able to drive himself wherever he wanted to go, when he wanted to go there!
As he was monitoring the screens to make sure the car's AI didn't hit anything while moving, he jumped when an alert chimed to let him know that a pedestrian was too close, and the car automatically braked to a stop.
What the fuck?!?
he thought to himself. Sure enough, there were feet in the pickup just behind his door. Cranking his neck around, he was surprised to see Jessi walking up to his heavily tinted window. Rolling it down, "What the fuck are you trying to do? Be the first person on the planet in twenty years to get hit by a damn car?!?"
"No, fuck face! I was waiting for you," she answered with an eye roll. "Unlock the door," she demanded, walking around the front of the car to the passenger's side. Matt had to admire the petite brunette. Her long hair was up in a sexy ponytail. She wore a tight red crop top that ended an inch or so below her nipples and no bra. This did an amazing job at showing off her amazingly perky 30C breasts and hard nipples. Her short, pleated skirt barely covered her bubble butt. In fact, as she walked, her skirt would blow up and from his lower point of view seated in the car he could see the crease her buttocks made in her skin as it met the backs of her thighs, which was his favorite part of any butt! If the skirt were any shorter, he'd have been able to see the base of her daily anal plug. Which wouldn't have been proper at all! Her midriff was bare today. Obviously, she was wearing a plug or a short dildo today, not a full-length dilator dildo like she normally did, or he'd have been able to see its outline underneath her skin clearly. That would have been incredibly improper!
Without a further word, she opened the door, slid inside, tossed her small bag in the back, shifted her bottom from side to side until she felt her stubby dildo engage with the seat's magnetic hardpoint, belted herself to the seat, and looked at Matt expectedly. "Ready when you are."
"Really? You've always had your mom or your next-door neighbor, Rich, drive you to school. I've told you I could bring you along with me you for years and you never took me up on the offer. What gives?" the young man asked curiously.
Jessi smiled shyly. "Well, everyone knows the proper payment for a girl getting a ride from a guy is sucking him off at the destination. And you've always been so immature - like most guys our age, to be honest - that I didn't want to. But after the other night when you fucked my brains out and fed me your cum a few times, I figured I might as well start riding with you," she answered while looking him straight in the face. "Sorry. Nothing personal about before," she added apologetically.
Matt looked back at his best friend for a few seconds before smiling. "No apology needed. And you're right. Women should have their anal wellbeing taken care of first, and then treated like fuck toys afterwards," he said, smiling larger.
"You finally get it!" the young brunette replied with an overexaggerated jazz hands. "Finally!!!" she added with a friendly giggle.
Matt joined her in a good laugh. "But you know you can't ride in a car like that, don't you?"