How I grew to love all things anal [MF]

If you’ve seen any of my pics, a good deal of them show me with a buttplug. It’s no secret, I spend a lot of time plugged. I carry on a good deal of my daily activities plugged. My husband indulges my love of all things anal. It makes me feel complete.

My first experience with anal wasn’t all that great. My boyfriend back in high school wanted to try anal about a year into our relationship. We were young, inexperienced (I was his first, he was my second) and completely and utterly clueless. Sex shops were 18+, we weren’t legal, so no porn or toys (yes, this was BEFORE the Internet). Attempts consisted of him trying to stick his dick in my ass and getting nowhere. Every so often, he would try to lube up with Vaseline. Results weren’t too much better. But, bless his heart, he kept trying over the course of our relationship. And then, on one acid fueled night, it happened. I have no real recollection as to what he did differently, but I don’t recall it being particularly painful, nor particularly memorable. After years of trying, it was very anticlimactic. We did wind up doing it a few more times, but it was never all that great. We wound up breaking up in college and going our separate ways.

Then I met A. I was bartending at a strip club where she was a dancer. She was mesmerizing, unconventionally attractive, but oh so hot.. I’ve always found women attractive, but I have never found myself lusting over a woman. The first time I saw her naked, I knew I wanted her. She had the most beautiful pussy, shaved bare, decorated with two sparkly rings. I had never seen a pierced pussy before and just thinking about playing with those rings made me so wet. We became friends and I became her sub. I’ve never considered myself sexually submissive in the past, but I was so ready to surrender to her.

She took me to get my pussy pierced to show that she owned me. She loved to fuck me in the ass with a strap on and would order me to go class and work plugged. While I got off on the idea of being at her mercy, I don’t know if I loved anal. It felt good, but I think I was more into our sexual dynamic than the act of anal sex itself.

During that time when I was with A, I was also working as a cam girl. Mind you, this isn’t modern day camming, rather than camming in the era of dial up Internet. Men would tip $$$ to see a girl shove a toy in her ass so that’s what I did. I did learn to enjoy anal play with toys and was able to orgasm pretty easily (thanks, pussy piercings!) so that was a good takeaway from the job.

Eventually things fizzled out with A. I graduated from college, got a real job and left camming behind. Dated here and there, nothing terribly meaningful. Did manage to have anal with a few guys, was good, not great, could take it or leave it.

And then I ran into my now husband. I knew as soon as I saw him that he was my everything. We had dated briefly in college (this was before I met A) but neither of us were ready for commitment at the time. We were a few years older and time was good to him. He was so much hotter than when we were in college. We reconnected and started dating again.

The sex was amazing. He was no longer that clumsy teenager. He was so good with his hands, lips, tongue, cock. I was so addicted to everything about him.

At that point in my life, I was still indifferent about anal. Never had that mind blowing experience, so it wasn’t an issue in this relationship. He didn’t ask for it, I didn’t pursue it.

Then I got diagnosed with advanced cervical cancer. In and out of the hospital. So many gynecological procedures. So much pain. Couldn’t have vaginal intercourse during recovery because of infection risk.

We carried on in our relationship but the intimacy was missing. One night, I got out of the shower, and he laid me on our bed and gave me a massage. He slowly started kissing me down my back and slowly tongued my asshole. We hadn’t been intimate for a good bit of time so it was weird to feel aroused. He then moved on to fingering my asshole and that progressed to him gently fucking me in the ass. It was the most loving experience and I had my first anal orgasm with him. We were anal only for several years as I went through treatment and it was the most intimate connection I have ever had with anyone.

Eventually the cancer was effectively treated and I was cured. Went back to vaginal sex. Got married. Started a family. And discovered my love of all things anal.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lbwkmi/how_i_grew_to_love_all_things_anal_mf