First, even if you've already read part I of my story, I recommend reading it again. Not only to get back into the moment, but I've edited it with some additional details, so if you enjoyed reading it the first time, I'm absolutely sure you will again. :)
Additionally, I recommend a few good drinks while you do this, to recreate the intoxicated feelings that were rushing over me the whole night!
So, let's set the stage!
He's leading me by the hand back to the bedroom, and my heart is racing because I know what's next. Not only is my heart thundering, but my tight butt is squeezing its plug for dear life, and just quivering in a hot lust tinged with sweet fear! I'm walking back there thinking that I'm going into that room a sissy who has had lots of fantasies, but I'll be leaving it, a truly slutty girl. The way he was squeezing my hand and leading me along left no doubts about it, and the feeling of my skirt riding up and my pussy throbbing around my plug had me feeling incredibly feminine and submissive.
We walked by a couple of other rooms. One was really colorful–or at least seemed so in the dark lighting–and had a computer in it, and seemed like it must be his son's room. The other was darker and hard to see, but I figured it was his teenage daughter's room. In back was the master bedroom. It was really nice! There were lots of homey, elegant decorations, pictures on the walls, dressers with his clothing and his wife's clothing laying on top. The bed was big and comfy and frilly, and before I even got in, I could tell it had a thick comforter with lots of soft blankets and sheets.
He turned on a TV and set it to a music app, and started playing something I eventually figured to be a blend of 80s music, and more modern stuff that just had kind of an 80s feeling to it.
He asked me to show him my ass, to tease him with it the way I had in the pictures. I leaned over on his dresser and pushed my butt up and wiggled it at him. I reached back and slid my thong down. I remember distinctly at this point that Duran Druan was playing–Hungry Like the Wolf. It gave everything a sort of playful, but really sexy feeling.
Again, I can only describe my emotions as being ecstatic and literally drunk with pleasure and fantasy. He started to undress as I teased, telling me to take my plug out. I reached back and pulled it out, setting it down on his dresser. Something about that was amazing, too. It was a little bit like opening the door and inviting him in, like surrendering to him in a really powerful way. I mean, at this point, we both know why I'm taking it out. I want him to put something else there! The feel of it sliding out and the thick part of it stretching my ring open while he watched was super hot. This was something really intimate and nasty that no one had ever watched me do, and I was doing it for this strange, married guy who wanted to fuck me.
He got in the bed, naked, and started to stroke as he watched me. His cock was so big, and I could practically see it throb for me. He told me how much he wanted to fuck me and make me his little slut, and that really turned me on. He asked me if I was ready for that, and I looked back and nodded a "yes".
He told me to get undressed, and he watched as I took off all of my clothes. After I undressed, he asked me to pose for him, and I got in a few different positions, much the same as I had in my ad pictures. He was really sweet and encouraging as I did that, and kept saying how hard he was going to fuck me, and I was going crazy the whole time.
Finally, he asked me to climb into the bed. I crawled in and our bodies quickly intertwined and we started making out again. His hands found their way back down to my ass, and he started squeezing my cheeks, spreading them, and teasing my naked hole with his fingers.
He asked me if I was ready. I said that I was, and he answered that he was ready too. He guided me around so that I was laying on my belly, and he used his legs to spread mine open and started pressing his cock into my bubble, sliding it up and down between my cheeks. I pushed my butt up and really enjoyed the tease, and I know I was moaning and really wanting it. He stopped, and I could feel that he was guiding his thick head down, circling it around my hole, teasing my entrance. I could feel his foreskin sort of dragging along wherever he went. I never thought about being with an uncircumcised guy, but the feeling was really hot!
He spent a few minutes teasing me like that, asking me if I really wanted to be fucked, and I kept telling him that yes, I did. It was really hot, because he kept confronting me with the fact that there was no undoing this. My thoughts were already there, so it felt like he was just reading my mind.
Guys, I can't tell you how perfect this was for me! Like, if I were writing this story in advance, this is exactly what I would have wanted to put down. In that moment, everything was just…perfect.
He kept saying that once he took me, I'd be a girl in a way I never had before (swoon!), and that I should be really sure about it. Finally, I asked him if he really wanted to make me his girl, and he answered by pushing really hard against my back door. He started to sink in.
I felt my ring sliding open to let him in, even as I was naturally puckering a bit against it. He kept telling me to relax. Here, I should say that while we were back on the couch in the living room, he'd told me about his Google adventures where he'd read about anal sex and we'd both had a few laughs about it. We'd talked about condoms, which were almost universally recommended. I said that since he'd never done this before, I felt safe without one. He said he felt the same about me. I was glad, though, that he seemed to know what he was doing. He slowly pushed in and I could feel his head push its way past my opening. I let out a gasp and felt a wave of pleasure wash over me. The tip was in! I was practically a girl now!
I moaned and arched up to meet him as he sunk further in. He paused for a bit and I started to relax and let him in deeper. The pleasure was incredible. I can't even describe the feeling of his warm, thick, fleshy cock inside of me, eagerly pressing forward, hard as steel, stretching me open.
We stopped there for a bit, rocking gently, and it seemed like he knew when I was ready for more. At that point, he went in further . . . and still further . . . until I could finally feel that he was all the way inside of me, and it was freaking incredible!
Back on the couch, he'd told me about how anal sex was always his fantasy, but that his wife was always skittish about it. I'd like to think that I was his first, but I'm still kind of thinking it's incredible that this man had never been with a girl who'd take it up the butt for him. Anyway, that's what he'd said, and the idea drove me crazy, and made me feel really safe about what we were doing.
That's when he started to fuck me. Just straight up fuck me. He'd pull up and smack back down on my butt, and the feeling of being opened up over and over was crazy. The nasty smacking sound alone made me want to cum. Crazily enough, believe it or not, Duran Duran played again. This time, it was The Reflex. I remember it clearly and it was amazing to lose my anal virginity to this song.
He started slow but it got faster and faster. We were both moaning and our voices and bodies were intertwining with repeated "oh god" and "yes" and everything else. He said he couldn't believe his first ass was so perfect and again, I just wanted to cum right there. It went on for a few minutes, though! He went faster and faster, saying nasty things, the nasty sounds filling the room.
I'm going to admit something here. From my position, I could see a picture on the nightstand of he and his wife. While he fucked me, I was looking at her and it's strange to say, but it was like a weird shared experience. For that moment, I was that woman. I was his wife, tending to his sexual needs. I'm sure she'd have absolutely flipped and probably divorced him if she'd caught us, but something about it felt really nice and safe and perfect. I was arching my butt up to meet his thrusts and god, it was amazing. He started hitting my sweet spot, over and over, faster and faster, and I know I was really loud when I came. He heard me cumming and started going faster and faster and really pounded me hard for like ten minutes like that before he finally started slapping my ass, saying he was about to cum in me. I told him I wanted him to, and then, finally, he did.
It was a huge, hard, hot eruption. Like a flood up in my butt and I nearly came with him. He was gripping the side of my arm and moaning in my ear over and over, "oh fuck, oh god!"
He kept pumping me until his orgasm subsided, and when he finally finished, we just kind of laid there. I could feel that I'd soaked his bed with my cum, and that his cum and drenched my insides.
We curled up in spoon position and cuddled and fell asleep and it was amazing. He woke me up a couple of times after that and we had repeat performances. The first time, on my back, with my legs wrapped around his behind, the second time, on my belly again. It was just great. After that, we slept for a good while.
It was like 4 am when we got up and went into the kitchen and snacked on some reheated Thai food leftovers. He was really entertaining. I don't remember the conversation super well at that point, but I remember laughing a lot. After that, we went back to the bedroom and cuddled some more in spoon position and talked.
What he told me a bit later–in the wee morning hours–was really crazy, but really hot. He said he obviously could never tell his wife, but that he found his daughter to be really attractive. He asked me if I would pretend to be his "little girl." He said it was something he couldn't ask his wife to do for him, but wanted to play out with someone. It was so unexpected, but I can't tell you how incredibly turned on I felt at that moment. I told him I'd feel super lucky to be his imaginary daughter for a little while.
This seems like a good place to stop for now! I hope you've enjoyed part II of my story. I think I'll wrap up in the next part.
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I'd love to hear any feedback on the first parts of my story.
Assuming the ratings are kind, I'll post the next part soon!
I also love chatting and receiving PMs!
xx
Lexi
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/41yb1y/got_fucked_for_the_first_time_over_the_holidays
Only in your sick mind you would think the wife was approving.
I’ve noticed a general attitude in this forum, like the one expressed here, toward recounted experiences involving infidelity. In response, I’d like to make a few remarks: 1. It is not beneficial to the growth of this subreddit to create an air of judgement concerning the morality of the sexual experiences shared. People will be less likely to share even those experiences you might enjoy reading about if they feel that this is a critical environment. If you want people to post here–any people at all–you need to create an environment that is open and accepting. This doesn’t mean you have to actively encourage the posting of material you disagree with. For those stories you dislike, you could simply ignore them. For instance, my post was clearly titled in such a way that I suspect you already knew you wouldn’t enjoy reading it. So why did you? You may have your own pet fetish that others personally take objection to. Should they also voice their opinions and hush those posters? Some people might find the idea of a man being dominated by a woman to be weak and take it as an affront to their own masculinity, for instance, because they feel that men shouldn’t behave in such a submissive way. Should they heckle people who post stories about sexually dominant females? The point here is that unless you want a totally morally correct and completely vanilla catalog of stories, it’s better not to start with the judgments. 2. There was absolutely no cause to personally insult me over this matter. Disagreeing is one thing, making personally cutting remarks is a different thing all together! Again, you contribute to a hostile environment by doing this. I have actually noticed some authors delete posts from this sub for this very reason. Is this what we want? 3. Downvotes are just as bad! When I posted part I of my story, I received a lot of downvotes. When I commented on this, I was assured by several respondents that I was being downvoted only because my story didn’t contain enough sexual content–that it was basically a tease. Having revised my first post and also having taken that into account in writing this post, I still notice a large volume of downvotes. I therefore now feel pretty certain that this is happening because I enabled someone to engage in an adulterous act, and possibly also because I am a trans-girl. Whether or not either of my assumptions are true, this is the kind of environment you’re creating by downvoting. People will not always know why they’re being judged, and may simply assume that the community is narrow-minded. Again, I don’t think this is what anyone here wants!