Filthy smut

Distance Education

  Distance Education

by KT Lynn

Themes: Toys; Anal; M/F

"Perfect Gift for Your Husband! Enroll in Anal School Today!"

What the fuck? Did I have a typo in my search? I scrolled up to the search bar. No, I had typed it in correctly. Wow, that's pretty weird. I continued searching for a good gift for our anniversary.

Fishing lines, sports jerseys, watches, gadgets....

None of them seemed to stand out particularly. Last year he had given me an amazing massage at one of the fanciest hotels in the city. We did a "staycation" exploring the offerings of our city, while living the high life in the hotel for the weekend.

After I hit the tenth page of search results without finding anything worthwhile I gave up, closing the browser window. Only to open it again a minute later, retyping the same search. It was going to be in a week! What am I going to do? The ad for the "Anal School" was at the top again. I clicked on it, expecting to see a gonzo porn site.

I had nothing against porn, it was just kind of boring and dull for me. Tim liked it though, and I didn't mind him watching it, especially when it would get him all worked up for me. Anal. Hmmm. We had made a first foray into that our first year of marriage. We never spoke of it again. It wasn't that I was completely against the idea, it just didn't work on our first try and Tim never mentioned it again.

The website for the Anal School was rather dull, a lot of text and information rather than dirty photos like I was expecting. They talked about exercises for the anal sphincter, enemas, hygiene, etc. It would make a pretty nice gift, if I surprised him with anal on our anniversary, but it would take some preparation. Tim was pretty big, so it wouldn't be a good idea to do it on the spur
of the moment like we had tried early on in our marriage. It looked like the site was advertising for an at home course. Of course. That made sense. I thought about how ridiculous it would have been if it had been a classroom course, with everyone staring at your butthole. I giggled at the thought of that.

I clicked on the pricing page. Apparently the course came with a full detailed booklet of instructions, all the equipment you needed to not just relax your asshole for anal sex, but also how to control it and grip your partner tight for the best sensations. The thought of Tim reaming my asshole with his giant cock left my pussy tingling.

What the hell? $999? That's ridiculous for a take home course! Looks like this is another scam. My eyes darted down to the smaller print. There was some type of discount available.

Due to many people purchasing our course, but not following the instructions to the letter we have introduced a discount program for customers willing to fully dedicate themselves to the course. A rebate of $950 is available to qualified customers. So the final price of the course is only $49! Read below for more details.

Hm... It seemed like if you were willing to send in photos of your asshole stretched with their butt plugs at different stages of the course, you could get the discount. You didn't need to identify yourself or include any photos of your face, but you did have to have the date somewhere. I looked at the example image. It was the first hint of anything pornographic on the site. A round asshole was puckered around a large black butt plug, lube glistening on the outside edges of the asshole, the hint of a pussy at the top of the image.

Just looking at the image, imagining my asshole stretched by a giant butt plug was enough to make my panties damp. After searching the web for a little longer checking out reviews of the program to make sure it wasn't a scam, I put my credit card number in. There were a lot of people happy with the program, though they warned that the site was going to charge you the full $999 and rebate the $950 in increments as you successfully completed the course.

That's fine. I only had a week to train my asshole anyway, so I should get the money credited back to my card soon. I selected the rush delivery option at check out, it should be arriving tomorrow afternoon.

After I got off the computer I stepped into the shower stall, taking a quick rinse before Tim got home. I was so worked up from reading about the anal training program that I had to work my frustrations out. Taking the powerful showerhead off the holster I sent the jets of water at my pussy. The warm water massaging it almost felt like fingers kneading my flesh when I closed my eyes. Every time a powerful pulse of water hit my clit, my body tensed. I grinded my pussy into the hot water, ready for my release.

I moved the shower head further back between my legs, having a thought. The water pressed against my asshole, massaging my tight sphincter muscles. I sat down on the floor of the stall, spreading my legs wider and pressing the shower head closer and closer to my asshole. The water was almost too strong, the powerful jets loosening my sphincter. I moaned, pressing it right against my asshole, it was almost strong enough to shoot past my asshole and give me an enema, but not quite. Picturing Tim standing behind me and taking my asshole sent me over the edge, warmth spread outwards from my pussy to my limbs, and I dropped the shower head, panting as the water pooled beneath me.

"Honey, I'm home!" I heard Tim's faint voice calling from outside in the hallway.

Day 1

The package came in a nondescript brown box a few hours after Tim had left for work. I opened it in the bedroom. There were three butt plugs labeled one through three. The first two sizes were made of small flesh colored rubber, but the last one was metal. It was also frighteningly large, with a sinister gleam, the tip tapered to a point, growing impossibly wide before tapering quickly to a slightly thinner stalk and a flange at the end. There was also a set of anal beads. The first few beads were tiny, as small as breath mints but the final bead was enormous, it seemed larger than the biggest butt plug. There was also a small plastic bottle for enemas and a big bottle of lube.

At the bottom of the package was a thick booklet of lessons. I started with lesson one. It asked me to fill up the enema bottle with warm water and drop in five drops of the lube. When I had prepared the mixture, I knew what I had to do next. The tip of the enema bottle was very thin and slid into my asshole with no problem though I felt a little stinging sensation around the edges of my asshole. Squirting the warm liquid into my rectum was a weird sensation. I felt a sense of being full, and content, my ass filled with slippery liquid. The pressure came a little after, the cramps starting in my intestines. I sat over the toilet, letting out liquid.

After the enema, my asshole felt tingly and cool. I could almost feel the clean smooth walls of my rectum pressing against itself, waiting for something to penetrate it. The second part of the lesson was to insert just one finger in, all the way up to the knuckle. Spreading some lube on my finger, I pressed it against my asshole, rubbing the lube around the entrance. The instructions asked me to push out and I did so slightly, letting my finger slide into me. It slipped in more easily than I thought I would. I twisted my finger around inside me, hooking it and massaging my sphincter from the inside of my ass for 15 minutes.

My lesson for tonight was done, no pictures were required for this first part to verify that I had completed it.

Day 2

Tim remarked on my eagerness to get rid of him the morning as I prepared breakfast with unusual zip. I laughed, brushing it off. In reality, I just wanted him out of the house so that I could start on the next part of my anal training.

As soon as I heard his car pulling out of the driveway I went into the bedroom, pulling out the package from its hidden cove in my underwear drawer. I performed my enema, it was much easier this time, the warm liquid feeling almost pleasant.

The instructions said that I needed to send in a verification photo for today, so I prepared my camera, setting it on the bed stand. I picked up the smallest butt plug, rolling it over in my hands. It was about the width of two fingers at the tip, maybe three at the widest point. I got into a comfortable position on the bed, propping a few pillows behind my back and spread my legs. Dripping a good amount of lube on the plug I pressed it hard against my asshole trying to slide it in one try. It pressed against me, my asshole resisting the pressure. I worked it around my tight hole, fingering my pussy to help me relax. Fluids from my slick pussy trickled down my asshole, helping to lubricate the plug.

Finally it slowly eased in, stretching my asshole. I gasped at this new sensation, of something bigger than one finger sliding into my most intimate hole. When it was all the way in to the base, my asshole swallowed it, the flange pressed tight against my butt. I slipped it out, sliding it in again five more times, before taking the camera and snapping a quick photo of it and sending it to get my first rebate.

Day 3

When I checked my credit card statement online the next day, they had credited me with part of the rebate already. I breathed a sigh of relief. At least I had not sent off an image of my asshole to a complete stranger for a scam.

This next lesson looked to be difficult. Though I could feel my asshole getting looser from my training from the previous day, the next size up was intimidating. It looked scary in its fullness, this was no longer a cute baby butt plug it was a legitimate full sized plug. Would I be able to fit it all in? I did the preparation work, cleaning myself out. Deciding to use the coffee table instead I moved to the living room, drawing the shades shut.

Placing the large fleshy plug on top of the coffee table, I spread a thick coat of lube on it. Squatting over it, I lowered myself onto it. The tip fit in easily, but each centimeter I lowered myself onto the plug stretched my asshole wider and wider. Just when I felt like I was going to split open, my ass swallowed the plug, sinking onto the thinner stalk under the widest point. God, I felt so full. I twisted it around inside of me, spreading the lube all over the inner walls of my ass.

Damn, I forgot my camera in the bedroom. I pulled lightly at the plug, the thick wide bulge pressed against my tight sphincter, making me groan. It would take some effort and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to fit it back in again. Taking a deep breath, I stood up. Walking over to the bedroom too some effort. Each step made my conscious of the fact that I was filled. I finally reached the bedroom, squatting over the camera, I took the photo.

It took me a while to finally ease the plug out of me. When I took it out, I gasped at the size of it. It was so large, yet I had just fit it inside of me, I even had the photo evidence to prove it. I played with myself afterwards, delighting in the soreness I felt in my abused asshole.

Day 4

The anal beads were the next day's lesson. I remained in the comfort of my bedroom for this one, remembering the unfortunate incident with the camera previously. The instructions said that I had to insert all of the beads into me, even the enormous final bead. I breathed deeply. One thing at a time. I'll take that challenge when it comes.

The first few beads slipped in easily. My ass was stil
l sore from the previous day and I had to start slowing down halfway down the chain. I paused frequently, to rub more lube on the outside of my asshole. Finally my puckered sphincter swallowed the second to last bead.

Alright, onto the last one. I pushed out with my sphincter, trying to relax it like the book said. I pressed the large bead into me, pushing the other beads even deeper into my ass. It slipped in more easily that I thought it would, making my ass deliciously sore. I was dripping wet. Sticking two fingers into my pussy, I fucked myself, fingering my G-spot. My cunt was tight, the beads in my ass pressing through the thin membrane between my pussy and asshole. Just as I was about to come, I pulled the string of beads out of me, sending a shudder up my spine, and heat shooting down my pussy.

Quickly scrabbling for the camera, I took a photo of my gaping asshole, the anal beads to the side, before lying down on the bed to catch my breath.

My asshole was almost ready for him.

Day 5

Tim remarked on how much wilder I had been in bed the previous night. He had no idea what I was planning for him. I smiled naughtily. He'll see.

The final butt plug was next. It was enormous. The cold metal raised goose bumps on my flesh as I slide it down my pussy, lubricating it with my cunt juices, before applying a good amount of lube to the top.

I worked slowly, careful not to hurt myself. But it slipped in easily. God, my asshole was so loose, ready to swallow anything. I pulled it out and put it back in again, to be sure that it could fit.

If I could fit this one into my ass, then Tim wouldn't be a problem. Mmmmm. I was almost done. I took another picture to prove that I had completed the lesson. By the time I fully removed the heavy metal butt plug it was warm from having stayed in my ass so long.

Day 6

I was confused when I first started reading the instructions for the next lesson.

Insert the smallest sized butt plug,

But as I continued reading, my heart started to pound.

with it in you, go to a public place. A park, supermarket, work, or where ever you decide as long as it's public. Though your asshole may now be loosened, you must also learn how to tighten it and control it. If you aren't careful when you're out walking, your plug will slip right out of you. Take a photo of your asshole with the public bathroom in the background. This is your last assignment, for the final $450 of the rebate.

Damnit. I hadn't been checking the rebates after the first day. I checked my account again. They were right. I still had almost half of the rebate waiting on this last photo. There was no way out of it. But the prospect of walking outside with a butt plug threatening to slide out of my ass was too much for me.

My face turned red just at the thought of the plug falling out of my panties to the floor. Everyone would see how much of a slut I was. The thought of being humiliated like that was a little arousing though. Sneaking around with something shifting around in my ass, everyone else oblivious to it. I had to do it, I couldn't just throw away the money.

I tried to use as little lube as possible to limit the chance of the plug falling out of my ass, but even so, it slipped it very easily. I had to concentrate to tighten my asshole around it so that it wouldn't fall out. My ass, stretched and sore from the enormous plug from the previous day, didn't make it any easier.

Sitting in the car was not a problem, the plug comfortable pressed into me. It was getting up and walking through the parking lot that was terrifying. I walked slowly, keeping my legs shut, trying to walk as normally as I could. Though the plug was small, I was very conscious of it shifting inside of me as I held my asshole tight, trying to prevent it from sliding out.

I walked into the supermarket, my mind completely focused on the plug in my ass, threatening to slide out of my hole at any moment. Heading straight for the restroom, I reached it and sat down on the toilet just as the plug was about to slip out of my ass. Putting my palm under it, it pushed it in again, before taking a picture with my camera, making sure to hide my face but get the stalls of the public restroom in the frame.

Dropping the plug into my purse, I walked out, relieved that I would be getting my money back. I beamed, proud that I had accomplished the course. Tim was going to be so surprised!

Day 7

I couldn't wait until that night to surprise Tim. It was Saturday so we both slept in late. Right after breakfast I brought him into the bedroom, laying out my package that I had bought.

"Hey Tim, look what I got."

He looked at me, eyes widening in recognition of the toys he saw before him, "What? Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I already have," with that I took off his pajamas. Getting on all fours, I rubbed my round ass on his cock with my panties still on.

It didn't take long for his cock to stand to attention. I felt it hardening as I rubbed it between my ass cheeks. My panties came off and I continued to tease him, letting his glans touch my asshole before pulling it away again. Mmmm, I wanted his cock in my ass. Though it wasn't as big as the largest toys in my kit, I wondered how it would feel to have a living, throbbing cock sliding up my rectum versus a piece of plastic or metal.

I handed him the bottle of lube, he should know what to do with it. Tim slowly dripped globs of lube down my ass crack coating my sphincter in a thick slimy layer. Then his rough calloused hands grabbed around my hips, thrusting his cock into me.

"Oooohhhh," I moaned, his cock sliding easily into my sore, loosened asshole.

One of his hands reached around to fondle my large, soft breasts, rolling my nipple between his fingers. Then it moved downward, feeling to smooth skin of my tummy as he continued to thrust aggressively into me. I tightened my ass around his cock, imagining that I was going to the supermarket again and had to hold the butt plug in my ass, and he groaned at the tightness. His hand continued moving down to circle around my clit rubbing my fluids over it. My hands gripped the sheets tightly, holding on as he rammed into my ass.

His cum shot powerfully out of his cock, deep into my open rectum. He thrust one, two, three more times deep into me as I came, sweat covering my back. I rolled over on my back, watching him. He was still breathing hard, trying to catch his breath.

"So, Tim, how do you like your anniversary present?"