N Morley: Packing Heat: Femdom Strap-On Stories

I had to admit the idea intrigued me—it had even occurred to me. Once while Roxanne was giving me one of her incredible blowjobs with her finger up my ass, I’d fantasized that she had a cock and was ramming it in my back door. I pushed my wife onto her side and started kissing her behind, letting my tongue slip out as I moved toward her asshole.

“Uh-uh,” she said. “It’s your ass we’re talking about fucking.”

“All right,” I said, my cock throbbing. “I’m game if you are.”

Roxanne smiled. “I’ll get the credit card,” she said.

When the package arrived by express courier three days later, Roxanne was plainly more excited than me. In the three days since we made our deal, I had already begun to have second thoughts about giving up my anal virginity to my wife. Part of it was the wicked glee with which she talked about it; Roxanne and I had been fucking crazily in the last three days, three or four times a day. She was plainly in a state of heightened arousal just thinking about taking my butt. Whenever we made love she would whisper to me about how good her cock was going to feel going into my ass, and when she gave me blowjobs she always licked one finger and slid it into my anus, fingerfucking me until I came in her mouth.

I had started to really like it, in fact; the sensations were overwhelming, erotic and pleasurable. But I still wasn’t so sure about letting my wife strap on a cock to fuck me in the ass.

When she pulled the pale flesh-colored dildo out of the packaging, I felt my anus give a little involuntary clench. Roxanne had relented and agreed to order a much smaller dildo than she’d originally suggested—if there’s one thing I can say about my wife, it’s that she has a huge appetite for cock. Instead of the 9” cock she’d wanted to order, we’d agreed on the more moderate seven-incher. But it still looked huge, and thick, and I wasn’t quite sure I wanted to take it up my ass, even if it meant I would get to explore my wife’s back door.

But Roxanne wasn’t about to wait. The second she held the dildo in her hand, she smiled at me.

“Go get your clothes off and wait for me in the bedroom,” she told me. “I’m going to put it on.”

“Right now?”

Roxanne playfully slapped my arm. “Yes, right now! You promised!” She put her arms around me and cuddled up close, rubbing her firm tits against my chest. “Just pretend I’m a guy,” she whispered into my ear, her lips warm and wet against my neck. “If you don’t put out for me I’ll get blue balls.” She giggled.

“All right,” I said. “Promise you’ll be gentle?”

“Matt, I’d never be anything but gentle with that gorgeous ass of yours. Now get your clothes off.”

When she came into the bedroom, she’d put her skintight stretch jeans on with the dildo under them, creating a bulge like an impressive hard-on, ready to fuck me. She wasn’t wearing a shirt, and her perfect tits looked inviting with their firm pink nipples. But the sight of that cock bulging through her pants was making me a little nervous. The big boots she wore gave her an even more imposing look.

She slid her hand down to her cock and stroked it. I felt my cock getting hard. My wife was going to fuck me. She was going to fuck me in the ass.

Roxanne unzipped her pants and took out the seven-inch dildo, stroking it like it was a real cock.

She crawled onto the bed, kneeling on the edge, holding her cock out for me.

“Come on, Matt,” she purred. I could see her nipples standing out straight, see her face and chest flushed with arousal. “Suck it. Suck my cock. Suck my fucking cock, Matt.”

We hadn’t talked about this part—I had never wanted to suck cock in my life, but hearing my wife order me to do it excited me so much that I felt my cock give a sudden surge. When I took the head of her cock in my mouth she started to moan as if I were really sucking her. I began to pump my mouth up and down the shaft.

“All the way,” she ordered me. “Deep-throat it.”

“I don’t know how,” I said.

“Take a deep breath,” she said. “Put the head of my cock at the back of your throat and swallow while you push it down.”

She put her hand on the back of my head to encourage me.

The thick head of Roxanne’s cock filled my throat, and as I pushed it down I gagged. She cooed, “Come on, Matt. You know you can suck my cock. You know you can swallow it all.” She ran her fingers through my hair as I tried again—and on the third try, I felt her cock sliding down my throat.

My own cock throbbed as I started deep-throating my wife’s. It was easier than I thought it would be. I reached down and started pumping my cock, suddenly hard and horny for her. Roxanne’s slim hips moved back and forth, forcing her cock in and out of my throat. She moaned loudly, as if she were really getting a blowjob. That sound made me want her more than ever. I got into sucking her cock more and more, my heart pounding, my blood surging as I got the hang of it.

Roxanne practically had to force me off of her cock. “Get on your hands and knees,” she ordered me. “It’s time to get your ass fucked, Matt.”

By now I was so turned on I was ready for anything. All my reluctance had vanished when my wife had made me suck her cock. I was ready to become her ass-whore, ready to let my gorgeous wife slide her big cock into my back door.

I got on the bed and put my ass in the air, just as I’d seen girls do in porn videos. I could feel my cock throbbing against the bed.

Roxanne squeezed out some lubricant from the bottle that had come with the dildo. She smeared it over the head of her cock and then added some between my cheeks. She got behind me and guided the head of her cock to my asshole, ready to mount me.

Her cock felt huge as it pressed against my asshole. But when my wife told me to push back onto it, I complied. I could feel myself stretching, opening up to accommodate it. I stroked my own cock back and forth as I pushed myself onto my wife’s. I felt only the faintest hint of discomfort—and then the head of her cock popped into me, and Roxanne moaned as she slid it all the way in.

The sensations were incredible. It felt like her cock was fucking its way through my whole naked body. I gasped as Roxanne started to fuck me gently. Then I surprised myself at what I did.

“Harder,” I begged as I stroked my cock. “Fuck me harder.”

Roxanne pulled her cock out of my ass and said “Roll over. I want to look in your eyes as I fuck you.”

I rolled onto my back and put my legs over my wife’s shoulders, lifting my ass into the perfect position to be fucked missionary-style. This time my ass was wide open for her, and as Roxanne pushed her cock into me, she wrapped her lubricated hand around my hard cock and started stroking.

Her hips jerked forward and I felt her cock plunging all the way into me. She started fucking me hard, so hard I heard the bed slamming against the wall as she stroked me off. Her cock felt huge in my ass, but I wanted more. “Harder,” I begged. “Fuck my ass harder.”

Roxanne complied, pounding into me as she fucked her hand down over my cock. My orgasm was building inside me, and Roxanne looked into my eyes as she made it quite clear that she intended to feel my ass spasming around her cock as I came all over my belly. Which is exactly what I did, as opened my eyes wide and moaned, my cock shooting hot jizz over Roxanne’s hand and my stomach.

Roxanne pushed forward, leaning heavily on me so she could kiss me on the lips, her tongue sliding into my mouth. With my legs pushed back so hard, I felt like her little whore, taking it up the ass—just the way I’d wanted. Despite the fact that I’d just orgasmed, I wanted more. Her cock still felt incredible inside my ass.