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It was Valentine’s Day, and I’d had to work late again. So much for a romantic dinner with my husband. Working at the same place, day after day, year after year, when I hated the job and pretty much everyone there could really take a lot of me. I drove home in a daze, thinking that since it was already ten at night, I would have just enough time for a kiss before I went to bed. Sometimes I really hated my job. I pulled up in the driveway and the whole house was dark. Looks like my hubby already went to bed. Great. I don’t even get a kiss for Valentine’s day. What a rip-off. He’d still been asleep when I left this morning, and I hadn’t seen him all day. Worst Valentine’s Day ever.

I walked up the concrete path to the door and noticed that he’d shovelled the snow away for me. How sweet. He must have gotten my text about almost busting my ass on the way to the car this morning. I unlocked the door and walked in. The fish tank in the corner gave off a soothing turquoise glow and made me feel a little better about the day, but not much. It had been weeks since my husband and I had sex and I had to say that I was not one bit happy with that arrangement. I kicked off my shoes and hung up my coat. The silence of the house was overwhelming. I crept up the stairs as quietly as I could so I wouldn’t wake my husband. I opened the door to the bedroom. My eyes widened as I took in the scene.

There, on the bed, were rose petals scattered all over the comforter. It looked like it had snowed red in the house. In the middle of the bed was a naked man. A six foot, black-haired, blue-eyed, handsome man. And that man, was not my husband. Was this my present?

“Well, what do you think?” My husband’s voice came from behind me. He must have been hiding behind the door.

“That depends. What is he here for?”

“He’s here to fulfill your fantasy. You know, the one we talked about last week?” Last week, John and I had talked about my fetish for watching gay porn. For some reason it just turned me on to watch something go where it shouldn’t. I watched anal videos and it just got me so hot I wanted to be fucked right away. It made me wonder how it would feel if I had someone do that to me. To have a cock in my ass. It was hot to watch, and I’d told John I was a little scared to try it because I was afraid it would hurt. Watching it turned me on plenty and he could always rely on being able to fuck a dripping wet pussy when I was done with a video.

“So… which part are we talking about exactly?” I’d told him that I would love to see him get his ass fucked, and I’d told him if I was drinking some wine and maybe horny enough, I might want to try it myself.

“It’s all about you tonight. Your sweet ass.” My heart started beating faster than it should, and my breath was getting ragged. “This is your Valentine’s Day present.” My mouth dropped open. I couldn’t believe he was being so generous to me.

“OK, so tell me how this starts out.” He came over to me and guided me to our armchair in the corner of the room.

Suddenly it felt like all my clothes were too tight. As my husband led me towards the bed, my breathing got deeper and my hands gripped his hands a little too tightly. There was a box on the bed, and it was closed. I was curious to know what was in it, but I already knew that if I asked he wouldn’t tell me. The stranger was on the bed, staring at me as my husband stripped my clothes off. My husband put me on the bed then, on all fours, with the firm instruction not to turn around and look. I obeyed for once, because I was curious about this surprise he kept talking about. I could hear him opening the case behind me. The man in front of me was given a job. He was to make sure my eyes were on him. That didn’t really require much effort from him because my eyes were glued to his cock anyway. I kept thinking how nice it would be to have it in me.

Behind me, John was opening a bottle of lube. He took a small dildo out of the box and covered it generously with lube. He approached me from behind and gently started to ease it into my ass. This was a complete surprise, and on instinct, I clenched my cheeks together.

“Come on, honey, it’ll be OK. You said you wanted to try this, right?” I did, but I was so nervous and scared to do it, I wasn’t sure that I wouldn’t back out of it. “Just relax, and I’ll take care of the rest OK? We’re going to start off small. We’re going to ease you into it.” I let my ass relax, but I was still nervous. “How does it feel?”

“To tell the truth, it feels a little weird, like, I have to go to the bathroom.” I told him the truth, but the blush that came to my cheeks was beyond my control. I couldn’t believe I’d just said that in front of a total stranger. Even as I stared at the stranger’s cock, I could feel the slim dildo inching into me still. Slowly, slowly, stretching my virgin ass open. My tight ass squeezed the thin dildo so tight, I worried it might shoot out of me. But it didn’t. It continued to enter, guided by my husband’s steady and gentle hand.

Once the dildo he had in his hand was all the way in, and he pumped my ass with it. It was a foreign feeling, completely unlike vaginal sex. It had an ache to it, and a tightness I had never felt with my pussy. I gripped the dildo so tightly as it entered and exited. Slowly, slowly, slowly, I managed to loosen up and relax a little, so the dildo entered me easily, and my husband pumped me until I moaned and begged for something larger. He pulled out the thin dildo and laid it on a towel.

“Ready for something a little bigger?” he asked.

I nodded, apprehensively.

John took a longer, thicker one and lubed it up the same way as the first. He put it to the entrance of my ass, and pushed the tip in. I bucked and yelped. It hurt. I was surprised. I thought I was ready… He froze immediately.

“What is it, babe? Did I hurt you?”

“No, it’s OK. Keep going.”

“Are you sure? I can stop at any time.”

“No, it’s fine.” He shrugged and shoved more of the dildo into my ass. I bit down on another yelp so he wouldn’t know that it hurt. On instinct, I clenched again. That made it worse and I bit down on the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out. I had to talk myself down and finally I could relax again. John was slowly fucking my ass with the dildo, and it was getting good again. Honestly, this might make me come faster than if he was just fucking my pussy. I was getting really wet because of how good the dildo was feeling. He pulled it out again, and took out one that was the size of a normal cock. I looked over my shoulder and saw him lubing it up, but it was very intimidating. I almost said something to him, but this was all being done because I told him that I wanted to try this some time, and well, some time was now. I wasn’t going to embarrass myself by backing out now.

“Are you ready for this one? It’s quite a bit bigger.” There was a slight warning note in his voice, and I took that to mean, if the one before this one hurt, this one would be worse.

“Yup. Go ahead before I change my mind.” He hesitated.

“Honey, tell me the truth. Do you still want this or not?”

“Yes!” I was trying to sound more convincing, but it came out more like I was yelling at him. He looked at me strangely, but he put the tip to my ass and pushed… hard. It hurt like hell, entering me inch by inch, over a period of about two or three minutes. One it was all the way in, but then he let it just sit there. My ass was stretching open, but it didn’t really hurt as much anymore. Once he thought that my ass was stretched enough, he began to slowly pump that big dildo back and forth, in and out of my ass. I closed my eyes. It felt so good. I started moaning as he went a little faster. My eyes closed and I started rocking back and forth to meet the thrusts of the dildo. When I opened my eyes, I could see that the man in front of me was fully aroused. Looking behind me confirmed that my husband was too. He motioned to the man on the bed and the stranger got up and walked around to where my husband was. The man started lubing up his cock, and my husband pulled the dildo out, putting it on the towel with the others. He came to the head of the bed and crawled onto it, stopping right in front of me. He got on his knees, and wrapped my long hair around his hand. He pulled my face to his dick and I opened my mouth to suck him.