N Morley: Packing Heat: Femdom Strap-On Stories

Roxanne wore skintight stretch jeans that hung low on her curvy hips and fit snug around her slender thighs. Her jeans tucked into the knee-high black leather boots she wore. She was shirtless, and as she approached the bed where I lay naked, she ran her fingertips over her perfect C-cup breasts. Then, as she pinched her nipple lightly with one hand, her other hand slid slowly down her flat belly and rested on the bulge in her tight jeans.

Roxanne unzipped the fly of her low-slung pants and slipped out the long, thin shaft of her strap-on dildo.

She smiled as she knelt on the edge of the bed.

“Come on, Matt,” she purred in the sexiest voice I had ever heard from her. “Suck it. Suck my cock.”

I crawled down the length of the bed, ready to comply.

I had long been after my wife Roxanne to try anal sex. My last girlfriend had been extremely into it—she came more easily from getting fucked in the ass than she did from taking my cock in her pussy. Even my eating her out couldn’t make her cum so fast. With Naomi, I had developed a definite taste for back-door love, learning to prefer her asshole’s extreme tightness to the softer (though still wonderful) embrace of her puss. But Roxanne wasn’t even interested in trying it.

“No way,” she would state unequivocally when I brought up the subject. “That’s a one-way street!” Sometimes she would giggle when she said, it, but other times she would get a little angry when I brought it up.

In every other respect, though, Roxanne was—and is—an amazing fuck. Besides being drop-dead gorgeous, with long blonde hair, full C-cup breasts, a slender body and curvy hips, she’s an inventive and enthusiastic lover. Apart from anal stimulation, Roxanne was up to try almost anything. She never thought twice about bringing out her vibrator to help her cum a second or a third time, and the night when I brought home an armload of porn from the local video store, she got even more turned on than I did. When the scene we were watching was of a woman being fucked anally, she fucked back against me with louder and louder moans as I pumped into her doggy-style.

“You like that?” I asked her as she fixed her eyes on the image of the woman’s asshole stretched around a big hard cock.

“Yeah,” Roxanne moaned, fucking herself onto me.

“You want that?” My eyes lingered over the pretty curve of her smooth buttocks and the winking starfish between them, begging for my attentions.

The feeling of her pussy clenching my cock rhythmically as she moaned in orgasm felt incredible. I knew that no matter what it took, I was going to have anal sex with my wife. And she was going to love it.

But I never could have imagined what kind of anal sex I’d be having with Roxanne. It wasn’t her ass that would be getting fucked. In order to have the anal sex I craved, I’d have to surrender my own tender, virgin asshole.

The idea occurred to Roxanne on one of those nights when I’d brought home porn and we were having a great time watching it while we made love on the big rug in front of the TV.

Roxanne and I were both naked, our bodies covered with sweat, but we hadn’t begun to fuck yet. We were making out, rubbing our naked bodies together as we watched the video. The scene was of some hot blonde giving a black stud the blowjob to end all blowjobs. She was really going to town on his cock, taking it all the way down her throat and rubbing it all over her face. Then, without warning, the camera closed in as the blonde slipped her finger into her drooling mouth and nestled it between the guy’s ass cheeks.

Jerking his cock off with one hand, the blonde pushed her finger into the guy’s ass. His eyes went wide and he moaned crazily, looking like he loved it. Then he came, shooting out white-hot jizz all over the blonde’s hand.

“Fuck,” moaned Roxanne. “I’ve got to try that.”

“What?” I exclaimed. “You’re not going to—”

“Trust me,” she said, pushing me onto my back. I spread my legs as she knelt between them and took my cock in her mouth. Roxanne gives the best blowjobs I’ve ever had, and I sank into the sensations of her full lips sliding up and down on my pole as she teased my balls with her fingertips.

I forgot all about my nervousness as Roxanne licked me all over, slicking my cock up with her spit. We’d been making out for a long time, and I knew I was going to shoot soon.

“Don’t cum yet,” said Roxanne. “Let me try something.”

Before I knew what was happening, she had licked down behind my balls and pushed my ass up into the air. I felt her warm tongue wriggling between my ass-cheeks and teasing open my asshole. I was shocked by the pleasurable sensations flooding through my asshole—I had never even thought about having my ass played with. If she’d asked me, I would have been as reluctant as she was to take something in my ass. But the skilled tip of my wife’s tongue was making me rethink that opinion. I heard her spitting onto her finger, lubing it up.

And then I felt her finger teasing open my ass.

“Roxanne, what are you—”

“Trust me,” she said as she slipped her finger into my asshole. My muscles clenched tightly around her slender finger—and then relaxed, as waves of pleasure flooded through my body. I felt my wife’s mouth descending on my cock again, pumping it between her lips as her head bobbed up and down, her beautiful blonde hair tickling my thighs. She wriggled her finger around, evoking even stronger sensations that surged through my cock, balls and asshole.

“Fuck,” I moaned. “Oh, fuck—I’m going to cum!”

My cock spasmed as I spurted cum down my wife’s mouth, and I felt her finger pumping deeper into my ass as she sucked the cum right out of me. She moaned low in her throat as she drank my sperm, gulping it like she couldn’t get enough. I felt my asshole tightening around her finger as I came my last.

“Holy shit,” I moaned.

Roxanne’s mouth came off my cock, her lips slick with cum and spit.

“See?” she said. “Trust your wife.”

After that, Roxanne explored my asshole with greater frequency, punctuating most of her frequent blowjobs with a finger in my ass. “Hey,” I said one time. “If it feels good for me to have a finger in there… don’t you think it would feel good for you to have a cock in there?”

My pretty wife thought about it for a minute.

“What a great point,” she said. “I guess that makes sense. If a finger feels good, a cock might feel better.” Her mischievous smile told me she had something nasty on her mind.

“You want to have anal sex, Matt?”

“Fuck, yes,” I told her.

“Good,” she said. “Then I’m going to fuck your ass.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked her, puzzled.

“You know what I’m talking about. I’m talking about a strap-on dildo.”

I looked at her like she was crazy.

Roxanne winked at me and reached under the mattress. She took out a small full-color catalog with the name of a familiar porn retailer on it. She quickly turned to a page in the middle. She’d already bent the page down.

“I’ve been thinking about it,” she said. “Look at this one.”

I looked at the picture of a gorgeous redhead with a harness strapped to her crotch, a big plastic cock sticking out.

“All right,” I said. “I’m listening.”

“You want anal sex? I’ve got the perfect way to get it. And I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to. You want anal sex so bad, Matt, it’s only fair that you should be the one to get your ass fucked.”

I could feel my cock stiffening as I imagined the way it would feel to have her behind me, thrusting into my ass.