I Butt Fucked My Husband!

When I initially began getting into sex and I mean truly into sex, past the beginning stages of exploration I said to myself –

“I have no idea what I’m doing stage but oh my god, it feels so good stage”

to

“Holy shit this sex is magnificent how do I get better stage.”

At first I gave butt plugs a miss. I was happy to use basic bondage implements. I used vibrators with out any issues. To me role playing was second nature and we didn’t make it that kinky.  I found butt plugs appearing to be more of an oddity than a regular sexual toy.

I like receiving anal sex, yet the principle reason I like it so much is a direct result of the entire mood that occurs during it. His loud growling noises as he is doing anal, the feeling of being full and additionally the inclination of his dick entering my tight hole. When I had amazing anal sex I found butt plugs to be completely pointless. To top that off I don’t have a prostate, so why would I need one there?

On the other hand I was wary and anxious about using a butt plug or pegging a man.  I knew it was commonplace and that my partner desired it but was worried that either it would be a disappointment to him or that I might hurt him. We discussed using butt plugs first. He let me know that he would love the opportunity for me to use them on him. He wanted to know what it felt like to be completely full in his butt – the way I had described it to him.

My head was loaded with pictures of him lying on the bed, exposed with his ass up on the bed, putting something into his exposed butt.  My fantasies continued and I imagined him sitting at our office PC with some anal beads inserted whilst he jerked his hard cock to a raging climax.  The fantasies in my head made me want to make his desire a reality.

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Without letting him know I went to an Adult Lifestyle Outlet and purchased a butt plug and a strap on and that evening lay them on our bed.  When it came time to retire he was them and said, “Are you going to use that on me?”  pointing at the butt plug.

I put on the sort of face that let him know I was apprehensive but willing to give some straight anal sex a go and said, “Nope.” I put it on the seat. “You’re going to do all yourself.”

I watched as he lubed up his ass and then the anal plug then his face took on a look of focus and he straddled the plug and tried to slide it in. He grimaced slightly, and I was kind of glad that I wasn’t the one guiding this. It was entirely up to him, he knew his body and he was feeling it. He put some more lubricant onto the toy and tried again. As he sat down gradually onto the wooden seat, his face showed an expression of torment and pleasure :

‘Im not quite sure I like this. It feels okay – let me relax for a minute.’ he said.

“How would you feel?” I asked.

“A little uncomfortable, especially with you staring,” He said,

“Touch yourself,”  I said.

He grabbed his dick and began sliding his hand all over. He jerked and kind of trembled with a blend or apprehension and arousal. I could see the strain in his neck, and the tight exertion in his thighs as he attempted not to resist with an excess of weight on his butt. He didn’t need it in too far straight away – he needed to take it gradually. He gulped, rubbed harder, loosened up a bit more. Getting the ass toy somewhat deeper into him.

“How does it feel?” I said.

“Still… ” he rubbed harder “… a little uncomfortable.”

I sat on the edge of the couch getting hot at the sight of him. It was his face, generally. The flashes of contentment as he stroked himself was arousing and I could see by the lengths of his strokes that he was finally getting into it – i’d not seen him like this since when I’d ‘accidentally’ spied on him watching porn online. I couldn’t accept there could be such a distinction between watching him wank and watching him wank like this: with a plug holding him in a spot where he was at odds about his satisfaction.

I had never before needed him more.

I walked over to him and pulled my panties aside. He gazed toward me and stared at my bare pussy. I smiled – i felt, happy, joyful and more turned on and thrilled by this seriously new situation.  It was a real turn-on that he was so tense from the butt plug but also so full of carnal desire as his hard cock showed.

I straddled his legs, wrapped my arms around his neck, and brought down myself onto his erect penis. Tenderly, for the initial couple of strokes, I slid here and there him – my cunt getting wetter and more sweltering at the resonances of his sad groans.

“If its not too much trouble,” He said.

“If its not too much trouble what?” I said.

“If its not too much trouble… go harder.” He said.

“Fuck you harder?” I said,

“Yes.” He Said,

“You need to feel me fuck you harder so this plug is pushed deeper into your ass?” I said.

“I… yes,” He said,

“Tell me again like you need it.” I said

“Fuck me harder. I need to feel it inside me. Deep inside me… Oh God. Fuck. That is so inside me.”  He yelled.

So I fucked him harder, much harder. I rode his dick in a quick, jolting mood, crushing his arse into the seat and the butt plug deeper inside him. I shook here and there and then here again so he could feel it pushing against within him from all edges. I grasped the seat and pulled on his hair as he shouted out. I felt the strain in him each time I pummeled down to the base of his cock – the robust, hard strokes that drummed the base of the fitting against the seat, and the tip of it into my lover.

This was the first experience I had with butt plugs. Starting here on, the fundamental thing I do with them and the reason I generally keep a few sorts in my sex toy drawer isn’t the play itself. I love seeing the amount of pleasure on his face. The looks of desire blended with instability and a substantial touch of need. It’s dirty on the grounds that he enjoys it. There’s nothing wrong at all it seemed from some straight anal sex.

At last before my thighs could even consider hurting from being on top, he gave a snort, jerked his head into the crook of my neck and he came. One last snort of fulfillment and anguish and desire, and his dick jerked hard inside me. He covered his face in my stomach and offered a shy thank you.

This was our introduction to our femdom anal play and we have since used the strap on to peg him.  He is now my anal boy and I do with him what I will.

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