I’m All About That Butt

Mission accomplished! I am officially no longer an ass virgin at age 31 after 8 years of marriage. My dear husband graciously accepted my anal invitation and spent a good portion of our romantic Valentine’s evening with his cock buried in my butt. I’m a bit sore back there this morning as I write this report for you, but it’s a good kind of sore.

After packing the kids off for a night away, I made a nice salmon teriyaki for dinner (pink meat for Valentine’s Day). Afterward, we relaxed by the fireplace with a bottle of wine. We reminisced about when we first met in college, fell in love, and engaged in some form of desperate sexual activity every time we were together. The snow was falling outside, and I was almost too warm and cuddly to put the next phase of my plan into motion. I wasn’t going to let all my hard work over the past six weeks be for nothing, so I led him up to our bedroom and told him to get naked while I went to get ready.

I put on the new red, sheer teddy I had bought, not bothering with the matching panties. I then lubed up my new secret lover – my clear acrylic butt plug – and slipped it into my rear end. I have to admit that I was proud of how easily I was able to take it all the way in after so much that dedicated practice. My pussy was pretty well soaked already by that point. I checked myself in the mirror, made a few primps, took a deep breath, and returned to the bedroom using my slinkiest walk.

Hubby had followed his instructions and was waiting on the bed naked. His cock was soft and dangled enticingly between his open legs along with his plump, recently manscaped balls. He had lit a few real candles to complement our favorite electronic one. Perfect lighting to be able to see your partner’s body, but not too bright to turn it into a clinical exam. I gave him a couple of poses in my new lingerie while he groped himself and enjoyed the show. Then I told him I had a surprise.

I turned around, bent forward, and pulled up the bottom hem of my teddy showing him the butt end of my plug sticking out. “What is that?” he wondered aloud, confused but intrigued. “Why don’t you come and find out,” I challenged. He came to the edge of the bed for a closer inspection. “You got something in there?” He’d never known me to do anything like that before, so he wasn’t sure if he’d guessed right. “Give it a pull and find out.”

Very gently, he took a hold of my toy and (with more effort than he’d anticipated) drew the fat little bulb out of my ass. “Whoa!” he exclaimed, impressed and more than a little shocked. He never expected something like that from his sweet, innocent wife who never showed any signs of harboring the kind of nasty thoughts that would lead her to doing something so kinky. “Want me to put it back in?” he asked as he rubbed the tip of the plug over my slick anus.

“I want you to put something in there, but not that.” He looked at me with a half-smile, not daring to believe he’d heard me right. “You’ve been joking about it for as long as I’ve known you, now’s your chance if you really want it.” I reached back and spread one of my cheeks aside to give him a good view of what I was offering.

“Seriously? You want me to…” he couldn’t even bring himself to say it out loud, perhaps fearing he’d jinx it. “Fuck me in the ass?” I finished for him. “Yes.” I turned, sat on his lap and gave him a kiss. “Happy Valentine’s Day, darling.”

I crawled onto the bed, got into position on my side, drew my knees up and once again presented my backside to him. “If you want your present, there’s lube in the drawer.” He quickly went for the brand new tube of Astroglide I’d put in the nightstand drawer earlier. I had him give it to me so I could do the honors. His cock was as hard as a horny teenager’s as I smeared it with liberal coating of sex grease. “I just want to make sure I tell you now how much I love you,” he said in that joking tone of his, “in case I pass out and can’t tell you later.”

I handed him the tube and asked him to lube me up. He was more than happy to oblige, and the two of us took turns fingering my asshole in the process. My stomach was going crazy with butterflies, and it really was like losing my virginity all over again. “Nice and slow,” I cautioned him and he nodded as he got into position.

Lying on my side, I held my cheek up so he had clear access to the target. He rubbed his cockhead against my asshole and I was suddenly scared that I maybe made a mistake and bit off more than I could handle. His cock didn’t feel like the tapered tip of the butt plug, but like a fat, blunt implement of punishment about to violate my too small hole. I silently assured myself I was ready for it, tried to breathe steadily, and consciously unclenched.

He began to push. I felt the pressure, but he wasn’t getting in. “A little harder,” I told him. “You sure?” He sounded almost as nervous as I felt. “I want you in my ass so bad,” was my answer. This convinced him. He pushed again, and, with the help of the lube and me doing as much as I could to relax back there, the head of his cock popped in. We looked at each other, both a little stunned, and couldn’t help but laugh.

“Your cock is in my asshole!” I announced happily. “Your asshole is on my cock,” he countered to complete our parody of the Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup ad. “You ready for this?” he triple checked before going any further. “Fuck me,” was all I needed to say.

Over the next minute or so, he eased his big cock into my asshole little by little. I will say that it felt incredibly weird, but not entirely in a bad way. The sensation only remotely resembled what it was like using my butt plug. My asshole felt like it was being stretched more than I had prepared myself for, but it wasn’t too much for me to handle. When he got about halfway in, he pulled back and slowly slid forward again. That one short stroke gave me my first clue of what it might feel like to really get fucked in the ass. I was getting impatient, but I remembered all the advice I’d gotten from my more experienced online friends (yes, you) and took it slow.

My husband’s cock was almost all the way in my ass when I felt a mild stabbing pain and knew that was my limit. He backed off a little, leaned down and kissed me while stirring his hard-on around in my rectum (God, I hate using that word, but I refuse to use bowels! Yuck). That’s about when I got all mushy. I’d never felt as close, or as trusting, with him as I did in that moment. It’s silly, I know, it’s only butt sex, for goodness sake, but there was suddenly this new connection with my husband that we’d never had before. After all the years we’d been together, we were sharing something new and a little bit scary (at least for me). His tenderness, patience, and appreciation came across in every motion of his body and touch of his lips. I expected it might be fun, but I hadn’t anticipated that getting ass fucked could be so romantic!

“Fuck me,” I whispered and wiggled my butt. He was as eager as I was and didn’t hesitate to give me what I wanted. He pulled back and slid forward very deliberately. When he was sure I could handle it, he repeated this and didn’t stop. He fucked me with short, easy strokes – not pushing too deep or pulling back too far. He found a satisfying range that was comfortable for both of us. Of course, when I say comfortable this is a relative term. It felt a little like I had a baseball up my ass, but that isn’t entirely a bad thing if you can adopt the right mind set.

“Oh God, honey, you’re fucking my ass,” I moaned. I’m generally not much of a talker in the sack, but I’ve learned a trick or two from the characters in my stories. “It’s so tight,” he said. “You feel amazing.” His hand gripped me hard, his fingers digging into my hip. “I can’t believe your big cock is in my asshole. I love it.” And I honestly did love it.

He picked up the pace some after that and lengthened his stroke a bit. It wasn’t a hardcore porn-style ass pounding by any means, but I felt like a wonderfully dirty slut nonetheless. I was doing it! I had set a goal and I was taking it in the ass for the first time. It was different that I’d expected (and feared), but I really was liking it. I didn’t get the sense that it was something that I could orgasm from, but that didn’t even matter all that much. It was the idea of what I was doing almost more than the sensation of it that held the excitement for me. The ass was something I’d been conditioned to protect and deny access to, but I’d managed to shed that inhibition and open myself up (literally) to a new experience. And I knew that my husband was enjoying this nasty liaison in much the same, which only multiplied my pleasure.

“Cum in my ass,” I begged when I knew he was getting close. “Oh, fuck,” he groaned. “Say that again.” My dirty talk was apparently a big hit. “Cum in my ass,” I repeated. “Fuck my asshole and fill me up.” That did the trick. A few thrusts later he was crying out and emptying his balls into my ass for the first time ever. I could see how hard it was for him not to ram his cock home, but he was kind enough to restrain himself (thank God!).

He stayed in my butt for a while after he came, running his hands all over my body and slowly gyrating his hips. Eventually he pulled out, which was almost the best part for me. I went to the bathroom to fetch a towel and soaked it with warm water. Cum started leaking out of my butt as I headed back to the bed. I cleaned his cock, which hadn’t lost much of its strength, and then swabbed my backside. “Your turn,” he said as he pushed me back and climbed on top.

Once in my pussy, he fucked me with all the passion and vigor he couldn’t apply to my delicate ass. I came in a matter of seconds. Luckily, he knew me well enough to know this was just the tip of the iceberg, and he banged me hard until he got two more orgasms out of me, each bigger than the one before. We spent some time recovering after that, fondling and caressing each other. After about half an hour he very politely asked if he could try my ass again.

Being the accommodating wife that I am, I gave him the green light. He quickly lubed us up again. This time he wanted me on my back. I didn’t know if I was ready for that position, but I figured I’d give it a try and revert to side saddle if I had to. I lifted my legs, angled my hips upward, and once again presented my asshole to him. He ducked down, kissed my pussy, sucked my clit for a few seconds, then prepared to enter my back door for the second time.

I was able to relax quicker, and he was less shy about forcing his way in. There was a slight twinge, but nothing I couldn’t handle. A minute later my husband was fucking my asshole like we were old pros at it. I quickly noticed that the position I was in gave me easy access to my cunt, and I naturally began masturbating while hubby lovingly reamed me. He held my ankles aloft as he enjoyed the view of my fingers in my pussy and his cock in my asshole. We were able to go like this for several minutes before I made myself cum. As I orgasmed, I could feel my ass tighten around his shaft. This must have done him in, because seconds later he was dumping another load deep inside me. He kept his cock in me and slipped two fingers in my cunt, encouraging me to strum my clit to yet one more Valentine’s Day orgasm.

I cleaned us up again, we blew out the candles and snuggled in under the covers. I rarely risk sleeping naked, but with the kids away it was a luxury I could enjoy. It didn’t take long before my horny hubby was groping my butt. I’d created a monster. His finger found its way into my asshole during our pillow talk in the dark. I hadn’t gotten him that horny in since before the girls were born. It was a good feeling. When he discovered the butt plug was still in the bed with us, he surprised me by going down on me while he plied my asshole with the new toy. I thought the fun was over for the night! After he made me cum again, he ended up jerking himself off with two fingers buried in my bunghole until he splattered the remaining dregs of his sperm on my thigh in the dark.

So, if that isn’t mission accomplished, I don’t know what is! Yes, I’m walking a little funny this morning, but I’m as giddy as a newlywed. If he wants to fuck my asshole again tonight I’ll have to let him, but I’m not going to bring it up (I wouldn’t mind a little time to recuperated). Either way, I suspect he’s going to want butt sex again soon and often over the next few months. I think eventually we might settle into a once a month rotation when it comes to ass fucking after the novelty wears off. We shall see. I definitely want to do it more, try different positions and see if I can get to where I can orgasm just from anal sex alone. I’m glad I finally got the courage to do try it. I can’t regret not doing it earlier, however, because I think the waiting might have made it that much better.

Now I have to run to the store and brave the funny looks as I pick up a whole case of Astroglide!

P.S. Thanks to everyone who encouraged me and provided advice for this little adventure of mine. I might not have gone through with it if I didn’t have you guys counting on me to follow through with my kinky scheme. I know I’m probably making more of this than is warranted, and that anal sex is par for the course for many couples, but it still felt like a big step for me personally and a significant development in my relationship with my husband. Who knows what might cum next…?

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20 thoughts on “I’m All About That Butt

  1. Well done! And I mean on the accomplishment and the story that describes it. This should be something that all women should read. Good luck and thanks always for sharing. Now, you still have an hour or so before the kids get home, right? Hmmmmm….. LOL

  2. Wow Hon

    I loved it. You’re an amazing lover. Now that’s a Valentine gift no man can refuse.

    I’d love you to hear Rachs story of her ass being taken. It would be a good follow up to this story.

    Hugs. Gary

  3. Well, congratulations, Rachael! See? Being snowed in isn’t always a bad thing!

    You know I love your fiction stories, both at Lush and here (but here a bit more, naughty man that I am). I love your true-life stories, too!

    Have fun, DMM!

  4. Congratulations! Now onto other adventures! Of course you will have to tell us more about all of your adventures.

  5. Hey Rachael, what a gift!! Hubby must be “flying” today. You’re such a fantastic writer….can’t wait for you to tell us about your new positions with your new sex toy, your ass.

  6. Congrats. When done right it is an awesome experience. Also I wish you reached out to me about this for l the positions I had woman in for anal as crazy as it sounds missionary I have been told is the least painful and the most enjoyable. Not only that but by utilizing missionary you could take the next step. Not right away but maybe one day: DP.

    By being in the missionary position and your man in the rear by using a dildo or vibrator that is also a dildo your hubby can use his pelvis to thrust in the toy as he is going in your butt and with your pussy muscles pushing out the toy it’s like having a second male there with you. Feel free to contact me directly about this if you like.

  7. Magnificent! A gift many men never get, including me… Mrs. is way, no way no how on this one I’m afraid! Truly awesome in your telling of the story as well.

  8. FYI. Anal lubes come in different scents, textures & flavors.

    And are you naughty enough to pass down that toy to your
    girls when they turn eighteen…..

  9. Congratulations on your wonderful accomplishment. Now with a little role playing here and there, maybe you will be able to eventually work up to that brother/sister fantasy of yours. What a good girl you would be, letting your brother pound your asshole all-night!

  10. Rachael – congratulations on your accomplishment. It seems daunting at first, but when you make a plan and follow through, the end results are amazing. Good on you.

    I wonder what he told everyone at work was the reason he had such a Cheshire grin on his face today.

  11. My sincerest congratulations, Rachael… it’s good to know that things worked out in the end! ;)

  12. I have to say your encounter led to an explosive orgasm for me as well. Thanks for sharing your wonderful experience and proving yet again how lucky your husband is. Nice to read real stories with people in love, makes it so much more special. I’m sure that was the best valentines day gift ever!

  13. Good morning Rachael.
    Your Valentine’s Evening epitomises the sensual satisfaction that can be reached when two loving people take their time and enjoy their first anal experience.
    It’s not the be all and end all, butt (pun intended) when done in such a caring, loving, manner it truly enhances a relationship.
    Wife #2 and yours truly used to reserve the fun for special occasions.
    Then we would also experiment with different positions and scenarios and it’s not just for the girls to appreciate.
    Take care, Travel safe.

  14. Oh Rachael I loved this story and I bet your hubby was so surprised and happy!! I was 34 or 35 my first time and my husband was my first in my ass and from the very first time I loved it too!! I remember thinking how nasty and dirty it was and that made me feel so slutty and nasty and I loved that feeling!! Hehe, I am a slut at heart you know. I didn’t have an orgasm my first time or two but now I can have my strongest orgasms with a cock in my ass and I love it!!

  15. In some ways that was hotter than your other writing.

    I’m glad it went well for you. Some women have a bad first experience and never try it again. Sounds like you were smart in your preparation.

    In any event, very nice. I knew it was only a matter of time until you “took the plunge”, so to speak.

  16. Dear Rachael,

    What a lovely, hot and succesful post!!!!

    Thanks a lot for sharing with us ;)

    Hot kisses and great orgasms!
    Oscar

  17. Oh Rachael, I feel like i should be congratulating you, but at the same time smiling for you having opened up a new front in your sexuality. I was 38 when I first try bum sex with my husband, it was never a thing when we were growing up – well at least not as common place. But having watched quite a few porno movies with bum sex in them, one evening (our anniversary) we decided to open up this door…back door one might say (terrible pun I know).

    Phillipa xox

  18. “I felt like a wonderfully dirty slut … It was different that I’d expected (and feared), but I really was liking it. I didn’t get the sense that it was something that I could orgasm from, but that didn’t even matter all that much. It was the idea of what I was doing almost more than the sensation of it that held the excitement for me …”

    Another fascinating (and sexy) post. The bit I’ve quoted above touches the nub of the matter for me. it seems that the dirty idea of being buggered got you off. That excites me in a way I doubt I’ll be able to explain. But, first, fantasy = sex in your porn/erotica writing, then you become the pornographic fantasy. And it turns you into a ‘dirty slut’. I love, love, love your sluttiness.

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