I was raised up rather protected sexually. My fiancé was too. When we met, I was somewhat more experienced than she was. That first time we met, we had intercourse. The expression on her face said it all, a mixture of shame, love, trust and fear. She was a bit disturbed and confused but very proud and fulfilled. How was I to know that in the future my wife would peg me!
I got married a year after we first had sex and my relationship with her was very satisfying. My wife and I began to overcome all of the embarrassments that had been bothering us that previous year. I had what I thought was a successful marriage, complete with two children. On the job side, my wife became much more assertive, confident and successful.
Things became different in bed too! My wife began to be more assertive and more enthusiastic to have a great time sexually and more often than not took the position on top. A year ago she would even giggle at my efforts to give her oral sex, she began to love what she was previously embarrassed for me to do.
It was shortly after that she brought up the idea of having anal sex. She had been to a bachelorettes party and one of the ladies said she had been doing it with and to her partner and it was really great at equaling their relationship. I was really frightened, to put it mildly. Visions of being gay ran through my mind both to give it to her but more at the thought of receiving it. My wife assured me that I was not nor would I ever become gay, but I tried my level best to let the topic die a natural death, but she would not give up on the idea. She brought it up every now and then and eventually she invited me on a date to meet for dinner and then go to a some sex shops to explore the different sex toys and aids available that would ultimately spice up our sex life..
My wife and I had a marvelous dinner in Ramsgate and then after went and to the adult lifestyle centre in Kogarah. I was amazed at the many collections of adult toys available but my wife always took me over to the strap on section and particularly at the pegging toys that were there. We both chuckled and I found myself accepting how normal this seemed to be starting with declining all the pegging toys shown to me to starting to say,
‘No, that one’s too large’.
Finally we found the largest range of strap-ons we had come across in the store and found a harness with a dildo that was on the smaller side, but still seemed to me bigger that a barnyard. We settled on this one and purchased it. My wife was so excited where I was more nervous and agreed that his was a special Friday night that I did not want to spoil so would do the deed on Saturday night.
The whole Saturday I was nervous whilst my wife was whistling and singing without a care in the world. It was like she had taken off ten years, whereas I felt ten years old. Soon evening came and we took the children safely to the baby-sitter’s. When we returned home we took our attires off and caressed, kissed and then took a relaxing bath with lovely candles and scented bubbles. As we got out of the bath my wife handed me douche and reality struck me that my virgin ass was going to be penetrated. I did what I had to do and was anally cleansed and walked slowly to the bedroom where my wife was waiting in a very sexy negligee.
The room had ambient music, candles were lit and in all other aspects it was romantic and soothing however I realized now we were set to go. I looked at her.
“Are you done?” She asked me.
” Yes honey, everything squeaky clean,” I answered.
I could not believe I was going to do that. I hesitantly took myself over to the bed and lay down. She went over to our dressing room closet and was gone a few minutes and when she returned was fully harnessed. I think I must have gasped. The vision of that projectile protruding from her, meant for me, brought everything home. It was real. I was just about to be ass fucked.
She smiled at me, sensing my anxiety. “Don’t you worry honey,” she said, “there’s’ nothing to fear.”
She was now on top of me, pressed the tip of the dildo to my face and told me to lube it up, shaking however I put on as much as I wanted. I did it exhaustively. She then got up, went over to the hi-fi and put on a new track, turned it up really high, and then came back into bed. This is just the beginning of how I was going to get pegged!
We had talked about this moment for some days and I remembered all the rules. Resist the urge to tighten up, be calm, relax and it will fit fine.
“Fine, honey,” she said, “all is ready.”
I lay on my back, spread my legs as wide apart as I could and raised my bottom up into the air. She made a sigh and the next thing I sensed was the dong feeling sticky rubbing up against my middle thigh and balls and around those areas. In hindsight this was really funny as my wife was totally an amateur with harness and dildo and using it clumsily. At that moment I froze feeling her uncertainty and making my own fears and trepidation’s greater. This did not appear to be going according to plan.
“Honey, it is not going to work out if you are so afraid,” she said, “just relax ease back.“
I tried to as she had guided the head of the dildo with one of her hands and the next thing I knew and felt was the tip of it touch my anus. Then slowly it began to enter. This time again I tensed up and it felt very horrible and painful and I cried out. She then withdrew and said relax and rubbed the back of my thighs and ass cheeks. Quietly without my knowledge she applied a bit more lube, and gently rested the dildo to just outside of my anus.
“Please try again honey,” she said, “believe me it will be fine.”
I did exactly that and began to swivel my hips and groove to the music. I put my arms back down again and now got lost in the tune, which was thrashing and very loud. I pushed back but this time I did not resist at all. Slowly, gently the dildo pressed in and all of a sudden it just slid inside.
I gasped and groaned.
“Oh my goodness,” “Mmmmmmh!” she said, “Here is more honey.”
With that, she inserted the full length of that strap on dildo inside of me.
Another “Oh my God” from me.
Then the pushing began. “Keep with me babe,” she said.
I tried imitate what she had done for me hundreds of times whilst having marital sex, bucking my hips up in pace to meet her stabs. I could not believe it. All my life I thought I had been and would be the perpetrator even when my wife was more aggressive and now I was copping it up the ass. I knew that there was no doubt as to who was doing what to who. Now as the one being penetrated, I was on the other side. She had gotten her way to give it to me and me give up my anal virginity. She had thrusted, probed and done other kind of things, all to her own point of view and without much concern as to what I really wanted. She had been the one in control, self-assured, cool while I’d been afraid, out of control and emotional.
To say I did not enjoy it would be a lie. I had a great and intense orgasm. My mind had whirled at the experience; and my body had been elevated and enjoyed almost every second of it. Even the pain that I had felt at the start was rewarded in the end by pleasure. After orgasm I became emotional and started to cry. I told my wife all these things and opened up to her as she had to me on many occasions when I thought I had been making love to her but now knew that I was just exercising my physical dominance over her. She had loved being in charge from the look of things for a change and how good it felt to be in control of things, very different to usually being under control. What really amazed her was how protective she had become of me when she noticed that I was now defenseless and vulnerable. She felt like she had conquered me but at the same time wanted to protect me and make sure I was alright. After all, I’d just done what she wanted me to and surrendered my virgin ass.
She pegged me and I liked it!
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