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When I first discovered the pleasures of anal sex and realised I was to become an anal sex addict, my thoughts went to a client that I hadn’t seen in years. He was, and is, the thickest cock I’ve ever come across on any man. And when a fellow female escort told me of the day she’d had a black client turn up, and how she’d almost fainted at the sight of his dong, I knew exactly who she was talking about.

Like I said, I hadn’t seen him in years. I presume when this happens that perhaps the client has met someone, relocated to another part of the world … or … the unimaginable. But I did bump into him once at an exhibition, so I knew he was fine. We’d nodded at each other politely and walked past each other – I grinning inwardly at my privy insider knowledge of the monster that lurked behind his Calvin Kleins!

Fast forward to 2012, where I am encouraging all and sundry to sodomise me pass their Anal Proficiency Test, I began to wonder if I’d be as bold if he were to turn up. Would his be the one cock I could not handle? There has only been one that I had to beg to stop in the middle of an act of intense buggery. There is a snap-shot audio of this session in my Erotica. I think it was because he was quite long, about nine inches, and fucking my arse so deep giving me that dreaded premonition that visits most anal addicts … an urgency that one was about to do a “number 2”! So I kept on calling a halt to the proceedings … because I was afraid of an “accident” and not because I was in pain. I still maintain that if anal sex is hurting, someone isn’t doing it properly, or is deliberately setting out to cause pain.

So I found myself, wondering, in theory, if I could handle Mr XXL via the back-door … or have him take me up the shitter, as the tabloid sheets are fond of chanting! Because anal sex is still considered to be the domain of the irredeemable reprobate. I knew one thing for sure, if he turned up, it would not be for want of trying!

A few weeks ago, he phoned. Well, he texted first, which I told him off for. Men think they can text and that saying, we’ve met before, makes it okay. After my terse text asking him to phone, he did. He was using the same name as always. So it wasn’t a case of a John, David or Peter … the “usual suspects” in hastily thought up punter names that makes me snigger when they give it, and snigger harder when they forget which name they used next time they make contact.

As he was explaining we had met, my mind was piecing things together, his voice, the name … and I was thinking … can this really be Mr XXL? Had my day of Anal Reckoning arrived? Was I about to meet my Anal Nemesis?

I told him I remembered him … reminded him of when we’d bumped into each other in the real world, and of an act of kindness he had once shown me regarding the lap top I was using then. We were going back several years in memory lane. But I didn’t bring up the extra large elephant in the room. You see, unlike the saddos that get their kicks from phoning up escorts to discuss their imaginary penis size, this guy was the typical well endowed gentleman. He’d never bring it up in conversation. The first you knew was when he dropped his pants.

Ever since my first encounter with him, I’d made it part of my escort job description to stock condoms in multiple sizes. From extra small, to XXL, I have every cock size covered. And when I took up oral with a condom as an essential service offering also, I added a fleet of flavours to my condom collection. When I travel, my suitcase makes me look like a travelling condom sales woman!

He arrived, we caught up as quickly as one could in a half hour booking. If you don’t book enough time, I’m not going to extend it at my expense. So we did have to get straight to the point. After a bit of kissing and foreplay, I asked him the question that he is entitled to as a punter … it varies from “which hole would sir care to explore?” … to “wanna fuck me up the arse?” when I really want to shock the quiet type. Up until this point, he hadn’t expressed a preference for what we were going to do. It always used to be vaginal sex since that was all I offered back then. Now, I was giving him a choice. Talk about equal opportunities for punters!

“Well,” he chuckled nervously, ”I’ve never done anal before,”

“I’m not surprised with a dick that size,” I pretend snorted.

With that, the elephant in the room had been unleashed … would it be causing a stampede later? Or tamely graze where others had grazed before him?

With a bravado I was not feeling, I told him what I tell all my anal virgins: “As long as you use plenty of lube and go in slowly and patiently, you’ll be okay,”

Was I going to eat my words? Up my “shitter”. To be honest, with a cock that thick, I really did think my best chance would be anal sex. I just seem so much more accommodating via that entrance.

With him keen to see if I was indeed the best anal tutor in London, I decided that I needed absolute control. Which meant I was going to straddle him while he lay on his back, allowing me to position him at the appropriate hole, then cautiously slide down his penis, centimetre by centimetre.

This was how he came to be ball deep in my arse. I was feeling triumphant! I’d done it! And it didn’t hurt! I didn’t feel stretched to the point of needing suturing. Stretched, yes. But in the best way possible.

“You’re right, you are a good teacher,” he said. Unless he’s reading this, he’ll have no idea that of the two of us, I was the most surprised.

Now ready to cast aside his anal sex Learning Plate, we changed position, at his suggestion, to his favourite, doggy style. For the next few minutes, we were like any other copulating couple in London, going at it, hard and fast. It’s elementary, actually. If there are people out there that can handle fisting, then a cock as thick as a small fist should present no problem. Personally, I operate a fist free highway.

He promises that next time he returns, it will be for the full hour. And I now know that he is as welcome to cum, via any door he chooses.

It’s my blog and I’ll pun if I want to!