Gillian Anderson (of Sex Education fame) dropped a book two years ago called Want that collected women’s erotic fantasies. I recently learned that it was inspired by earlier collections from a woman named Nancy Friday. I was able to find her books on archive.org and was SHOCKED by how graphic they were, especially for the time. Anyways, one of them had an account from a husband who described his lover as an “anal erotic”, a term I loved. I’ll put the excerpt in a reply, and leave it for the mods to determine if it’s too long/ belongs in a different category.
From Forbidden Flowers :
FRANK
I’m a heterosexual male, and it would seem absurd for me to comment on the sexual fantasies of women. In fact, I’m not even interested in them to any extent; a I ran across your My Secret Garden by accident and only thumbed through it idly.
However, I see you are collecting material, and I have a sort of case history to give to you for what it’s worth. This is a lived-out fantasy in which I participated, and frankly, I’m a bit troubled about it in retrospect. It’s rather extreme, or so it seems to me, and I wonder if I have encouraged the woman in what may become a harmful sexual aberration.
First, let me set the stage and describe the characters briefly. I’m a middle-aged business executive and quite an ordinary fellow, nothing special about me at all. The woman is nearing forty, a rather intense emotional type but distinctly attractive, married to a man she likes but who is totally impotent due to illness. She is torn between resolve to remain at least technically faithful to her husband and an urgent need for sexual release. I like her, and am sympathetic to her in her problem. The two of us compromised in a pretend affair limited to cunnilingus and fellatio.
But this wasn’t wholly satisfactory to either of us. For my part, I enjoy this with an attractive woman, but mostly as only a part of loveplay rather than as an end in itself. She felt guilt-ridden and had difficulty achieving orgasm that way. It just wasn’t very good. Until we discovered something else, by a quite accidental move on my part. I was caressing her vulva with my hand preparatory to cunnilingus, when I inadvertently let a finger stray into the crevice of her buttocks, and its tip pressed into her anus. She stiffened and cried out, and almost instantly went into orgasm.
Here at last we come to the fantasy itself. She was, in fantasy, an anal erotic. Later, she confessed this to me. She dreamed of having a man thrust his finger through the sphincter of her anus and on up into her rectum. Going further, she imagined his mouth on her there. And, in return, of putting her
mouth on him.
Later, we actually did this. I was personally a bit doubtful, to tell the truth. There have been other women in my experience who liked anal loveplay, and I am not particularly averse to it. When I’m in the proper mood, an attractive woman’s anus can be exciting as a part of the whole of her. I like everything about women, and although I have never done actual anal inTercourse, I often do caress a woman there during loveplay or cunnilingus if she seems to want it. But it turned out that, once released from inhibition, this woman was really avid about this. It was not only the best but almost the only way she could achieve complete orgasm. And for the ultimate experience, she wanted it to be shared. So it became our regular custom to do it to one another. Lying head to toe, I would fasten my mouth over her anus while stroking her vulva and clitoris with the fingers of a hand. She would tuck my penis down between her breasts, hold my testicles aside with one hand, and suck with lips and tongue at my anus.
The actual living out of this fantasy of hers seems to give her a supreme experience. She goes quite mad in her ecstasy. Her anus works in and out against my lips, her vulva positively gushes fluid, she bites and sucks at my anus and crushes my penis between her breasts, her climax when it comes is violent and interminable.
All this is most enjoyable for me too, I’ll admit. I’m something of a voyeur, I like to look at an attractive woman in all her intimate places, to see her vulva open pink and wet, her clitoris swell, her little peeplace gape open at the touch of my tongue, her vagina reveal its inner flesh to me, her anus stretch and pulsate as I touch her there. I like to feel her, and smell her, and taste her. And God knows it’s a fantastic titillating sensation to have a woman’s lips and tongue sucking and probing at me, to have her breasts caress my penis until it spurts over them and her belly.
But all this, good though it is, somehow pales in comparison to the real thing for me. I like giving her pleasure in this way; I enjoy it myself. But it’s all only play to me; I remain unaffected in the ultimate sense. But for her, it seems to be rapidly assuming the proportions of an obsession. She doesn’t want it any other way now. I’m worried – she’s really a very nice person, and I do like her – lest I may be encouraging her in a sexual aberration that may eventually do her harm.
Oh, well, you’ve listened long enough. I don’t expect you to reply, and perhaps this report may be of no use to you at all.
But if you’re interested in the sexual fantasies of women, here’s one that came to life. You’re welcome to use all or any part of this account as you like, no obligation. In any case, good luck to you in writing more about this interesting subject of women and their fantasies.
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She seems pretty standard to me. The sexual aberration is you, Mr. Frank, for never having done anal intercourse, lol.
Good story, by the way!
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