You know how most men are captivated by female tits and legs?
Well, I'm not - I like arses, bums, asses or fannies to Americans, posteriors, bottoms or whatever!
There's just something about the way they wobble and clench and sway - cute little mounds of flesh that stick out so enticingly...and then of course there's the way they entice you to slide your cock between their halves...and into that warm tight little hole between them. Just the thought of doing that is enough to make me as hard as a bloody rock; my nine inch penis straining in my jeans; dribbling precum everywhere, stretching my clothes to breaking point.
As a youngster I don't remember all my likes and dislikes but I do remember that once I'd seen naked bodies; once I reached the age of majority that allowed me to view the internet freely; to browse porn magazines; to watch porn DVDs, I was hooked on girls rear ends.
All those plastic-filled mounds that the girls flaunted so energetically up front became boring.
"Too much of a good thing," my mate said and somehow I found myself agreeing and gravitating to the other end - to the girls' behinds.
Fine - their pussies were great fun and I slid my cock into many a hole, but there was something missing...or perhaps there were too many girls who didn't use their vaginal muscles properly. I seem to constantly come across sloppy wet loose holes that did absolutely nothing for me.
And perhaps my orientation was helped by having an older sister and a cute Mum - both of whom would instantly hide their fronts should I happen across them as they came out of the shower, but who would both leave their rear ends exposed. And catching them in the shower happened far too often for it to be chance; I'd lay in wait for them to shower, knowing full well I'd almost certainly get a good look at their delicious bottoms...!
It was my sister Sue who first confronted me - perhaps Mum was more understanding and just let me get on with my perving, but Sue rebelled.
Some five minutes after my latest foray had given me a damn good if brief look at her nether end, she stormed into my room without so much as knocking - the door slamming open and there she stood, arms akimbo, looking like a miniature thunder cloud.
"What the fuck is it with you?" she shouted, as she stood there in her dressing gown, "Are you fuckin' weird or something? Why don't you just fuck off while I'm in the shower?"
"I'm only looking," I said, not being able to come up with anything better, "Not doing any harm, am I?"
"That's not the point is it?" said Sue, hardly calming even slightly, "Can't I have a shower in peace without you barging in?"
"There's no lock on the door, is there?" I countered feebly, "So how am I to know you're in there?"
Sue marched towards me, her finger pointing.
"Cos you can fuckin' well hear the water, can't you," she said, her mouth tight, "And you can bloody well knock in future as well."
"I did knock," I replied, lying through my back teeth, "You didn't hear me because of the water."
"Hmmmph, likely bloody story," she growled menacingly, "Look, I've had about enough of it Chris."
I must have looked so contrite that she suddenly took pity on me, not that she actually looked any less annoyed.
"Oh for fuck's sake...let's get it over with. Come on; tell me, what is it you want to see? My tits, my pussy, my legs, come on, what is it?" she said somewhat less aggressively, "Just fuckin' tell me..."
"It's your...oh fuck...it's your arse; I just love your arse," I managed to say, "Sorry and all that."
"Is that all?" she said, suddenly softening and now coming to sit on the bed, "You just want to see my arse? Hah - makes a bloody change from all the other blokes anyway!"
And sis probably did have a point. She was well stacked; at a guess she would easily need a 36 bra with quite big cups, perhaps a C would be about right - no doubt every red-blooded male except me, wanted to ogle her tits, play with them and see them naked. And she had lovely long slim legs too. But now she started to actually take an interest in my 'perversion'.
"So what is it you like about my arse then?" she asked, "Come on - tell me, I won't bite."
"I just love arses," I said simply, "They just turn me on, just like that."
"So you get excited when you see my arse, do you?" she said and I found myself nodding, my cock beginning to fill out as the conversation became more personal.
"What do you imagine then?" she continued, "Do you think about holding it, or touching it or kissing it or what?"
"Oooooh fuck," I muttered, feeling my cock stiffen even more, "Just about everything!"
"What - including fucking my arse - is that what you think about?" she said, a strange look in her eyes and much as I'd like to have denied everything, my blushing cheeks gave me away.
"Look at you," she said, "You've gone bright red!"
God - I had too! I could only look down at my feet as shyness and a wave of heat overcame me, but Sue wasn't fazed.
"So what happens when you see my arse?" said Sue, keeping the pressure on, "Suppose you get all stiff then go away and have a wank, do you?"
I mmmmmed quietly, nodding my head minutely, embarrassed all through.
"Thought as much! Surprised you've got anything to wank with," she said, "You're not exactly built like Superman, are you?"
And that much was true; I was only five foot eight and clocked in at around ten and a half stone, so she should have been on the right lines, but the old saying "little jockey; big whip" was relevant in my case.
But I took umbrage at being accused of having nothing to wank with and stood up, facing Sue.
"That's not true!" I said loudly, then quieter..."I've got plenty to wank with, thank you!"
"I'll believe you, yeahhhhh, prove it!" said Sue, her eyes boring into my groin.
I could prove it alright and the proof was still stiffening, uncomfortably trapped in my underpants, so much so that I groaned with discomfort.
"What's up? Your pencil got stuck, has he?" she said disparagingly, "Got your four inches stuck in your fly?"
"Do you want me to show you?" I said angrily, "Just cos I'm small..."
"Yeah, go on then, bet you wouldn't dare!" she said sticking her chin out, "Hah - be worth seeing! Four inches of cock; what a laugh!"
"All right, you've asked for it!" I said as I undid my jeans and slid my zip down, "You ready then?"
"All ready to laugh!" she said as she sat there, her eyes still on my groin, some four or five feet from her, her face grinning widely.
'Fuck it - in for a penny - here goes,' I thought as I pushed my jeans and underpants down in one move.
"Jesus Christ!" moaned Sue as my nine inches of very hard stiff straining penis sprang into view, "How...what...where...wow! Fuckin' hell Chris!"
Her eyes were on stalks; her mouth was hanging open, practically drooling as she absorbed the sight of my cock for the very first time.
"Blimey Chris, that is SOME cock," she said, admiration in her voice for the first time, "Sorry I was rude about it."
"You didn't know, did you?" I said, "But you do now, so there!"
"Bloody right I do!" said Sue, her eyes still captivated, "And I'm impressed."
"Glad to hear it," I countered, feeling somewhat superior, "Can I put him away now, madam?"
"Ummmm Chris, could you leave it out for a bit; I wanted to ask you something," said Sue.
I stood there, my jeans around my ankles, my t-shirt only reaching my waist, my penis throbbing in front of me while my sister just stared and stared until eventually she shook her head.
"Incredible! But that doesn't explain why you like my arse, does it?" she said, "Come on Chris, I'll be nice, tell me the story..."
"There's no story," I said, still standing there with my erection still before me, "But you'll have to excuse me talking personally. All I can really say is that I've fucked loads of girls and they've left me cold. It's just boring banging away at a limp pussy, whereas an arsehole..."
"Ahhhhh," said Sue, "Young girls don't know how to use their cunts, do they! But they haven't offered you their arseholes, surely?"
"Did I say I've only banged young girls?" I countered, "I've had one woman who was nearly as old as Mum and she was lovely and tight!"
"You haven't have you?" asked Sue, her eyes wide open, "Really?"
But my mind wasn't really on what was being saying. I'd heard Sue swearing before but that was the first time I'd ever heard her use that 'c' word!
But she was absolutely right...and I nodded as she continued.
"Let's get back to your story...an arsehole is always tight, isn't it?" she said, causing me to look up sharply.
"Well it has to be, doesn't it? Stands to reason." she continued again, "It's really hard to get my vibrator in my - oh fuck - what am I saying!"
It was Sue's turn to blush, her whole face suffused with a deep red glow and she fanned her hand back and forwards.
"Gone all hot!" she said, "Shouldn't have said that!"
Her words had just added some starch to my cock which had started to droop a bit but now he rose to point at the ceiling once more and Sue's eyes returned to him, her tongue now licking her lips while a smile played on my face.
"What shall I do with him?" I asked, knowing that I now had the upper hand.
I made him jerk a few times and as I did so the action caused my foreskin to slide suddenly back from the crown while a small dribble of precum emerged and ran down his length.
"I wish you'd put him away," moaned Sue, her tongue still at work, "Making me go all funny inside!"
"You told me to leave him out!" I replied, "Make up your mind!"
Teasing her I moved a little closer, braver now and wanting some action of some kind.
"Don't you like looking?" I said, swaying my cock from side to side, "Would he fit in your arse instead of your vibrator?"
"Chris - how dare you!" Sue retorted quickly, "Don't be so bloody personal."
