This all started when, at about seven or eight years old, I was watching TV with my mother, she went into the kitchen for coffee and I was left alone in bed with the remote control in my hands, flipping channels in search of cartoons. It was 11:30 at night and, with my eyes wide open, I found the very strange image of a woman lying face down on a wooden desk, half wearing a black dress that I vividly remember today at the age of 26. I say "half carried" because one of the straps that passed over her shoulders was cut and her ass was completely uncovered. Her thong was wrapped around her half-open legs and another girl, squatting, was behind her moving an object, for my stranger then (like everything I was seeing), in and out of her ass. Today I understand very well that what she was doing was masturbating her vagina with a dildo, but at that time I could only imagine, because of the position of both girls and my innocence big-ass naked girls, that it could only be a strange object coming in and out of the anus.
I was terrified, the girl in the black dress moaned and made a strange suffering face, like when someone cries for the death of a loved one, but there were no tears or lamentations, just ahhh, mmmm, ohh, yes, that's good, don't stop; with that broken accent of the perverted Spanish voices that dub the erotic films of Italy, accents that drive me crazy today, they are so perverted, so "dirty" and erotic. With great sorrow I had to keep changing the channels as my mom was getting closer. An hour later I went to sleep (since I was very young I had trouble falling asleep and I studied all the elementary school in the afternoon) and, once I got into the blankets I slid my hand over my pajama bottoms, tried to make my way through the buttocks to touch the little hole on the fabric and, remembering the terrifying image I saw an hour ago, I felt a kind of electrifying current that flew down from my anus to my toes. I didn't know anything about sex yet, so I didn't think much about my vagina although I used to get a morbid feeling when I saw it, touched it or just thought about it, due more to social taboo than any idea about intercourse or a penis inside it. The next day at school, in class I talked to my best friend, Juanita, about what I saw on TV and during recess we talked about how strange it was. We wondered so many times what it would feel like to put an object there, in that little hole, that at night, while I was preparing my homework for the next day , with my pencil in my hand, I felt the blood fill my head and a sigh in my chest. Then my fugitive hand slipped under the skirt of the uniform that I was not yet taking off big-butt naked women, I put aside the back of my underwear and, with a soft caress, I carried my middle finger to my anus, the sensation was very different as there was no cloth in between. Now the current had electrified my whole body, however, when I touched it, I doubted quite a bit that something could get into it, until that moment I had never been curious or had a chance to know what shape or size that little hole was, it was tiny. I took my hand out then, I forgot about the idea, but when I accidentally touched my face a while later, I noticed the smell of my ass and I liked it very much, I still enjoy touching my nude women from around the world anus with my bare fingers at some point when I'm alone and smelling them. Even though it's totally clean, the anus acquires its characteristic smell in a short time, I'm not talking about the smell of poo, that's disgusting.
From that day on, I occasionally continued to caress my anus, but I never thought about putting anything in there again.
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