I am a seriously lucky woman--lucky that I have found a man who loves me and has taught me what love, trust, and really good sex is all about. Really amazing sex. Really amazing, fucking unbelievable, sex. He’s taught me so much about myself, and I trust him as I have trusted no man ever before. Things I have learned from him are astounding to me. For example, who knew that I was a squirter? The first time was a shock, gushing a huge amount of clear fluid as he plunged four fingers into my pussy. Now it’s just plain fun. I love the intense rush of fluid in my pelvis right before I squirt all over him, from his fingertips to his elbow. He has also taught me that I love anal, and I can admit to him that it makes me orgasm more than any other type of intercourse. So, I started thinking weeks ago, what gift do I buy this man for Valentine’s Day? He has given me so much and made me so happy, how can I return this favor? I decided to give him two things that I knew he would like: I wanted to fuck him in the ass, and then write about it. So I ordered a harness, a dildo, and an educational video; and anxiously awaited its arrival. I was so excited to see that plain, brown box on the front porch when I got home from work. I practically ripped it open, and had the strap-on firmly in place within about two minutes. It was incredible! The feel of the leather, the straps around my legs, the look of the dildo--I felt empowered and sexy, ready to see if I had any talent or rhythm. But he was still at work! I decided to watch the video and see if they had anything to teach me. It was okay, mostly stuff I already knew, but it contained a few good points which made it worthwhile. I was very ready to fuck him, and I had to touch myself and make myself come before he came home. Okay, I made myself come three times. I couldn’t help myself, he was late and I was dripping wet. He called on his way home from work, grumpy and tired. I debated saving the present for Valentine’s Day, as it was intended to be a gift for that special occasion, but I thought that this had to cheer him up and make him forget about his lousy day at work. I opened the door wearing my black bra, the black leather strap-on, and a black, silicone dildo. He smiled, a tired smile that said “I’m worn out, but I appreciate that you want to make me happy, so I’ll go along with this.” I briefly considered delaying the event until he was better rested, but I was too excited! He was getting his ass fucked whether he liked it or not! I sent him to the shower, and talked with him about the things I had learned from the video as he thoroughly cleaned his butt. His very cute, smooth, tight butt--hot, and wet, and soapy, and about to get fucked, butt. Holy shit, I could barely contain myself. I wanted to romance him with kisses and massages, get him nice and relaxed as the video had instructed me to do. I pushed him face down onto the bed, standing so I could have good control and a good angle. Did I give him kisses, foreplay, romance? No, not much. What he did get was my well-lubed finger is his ass. Just one at first, very gently and very slowly. Now I hope that you realize how hard this was for me to do, when all I wanted to do was push that dildo into that sweet, tight ass. But, I held myself back, and then gave him two fingers in his ass, going right to his prostate with firm pressure. He moaned, and moved back against my hand, and I knew that I was at the right spot. I did give him kisses then: on his back, on his buttocks, on his balls. I felt him relaxing around my fingers, and I knew I had to put that dildo into him. The instructional video really stressed the importance of communication, so I leaned over his back and whispered into his ear that I was going to fuck his ass hard. The dildo entered him easily, he was ready for it. I looked down and watched as the smooth, black silicone slid in and out of his tight, white ass. It was amazing and exciting and pretty fucking awesome. I started moving, gently, but then got into a rhythm that I never knew I had. I wanted to pound him hard, just as he always pounded me, and I wanted to make him come. I stopped, so that I could roll him onto his back and look at his face as I fucked him. I grabbed his legs, and held them up as I thrust the dildo in and out. I slowed down, just enjoying the sensations that we were both feeling. I took off my bra, so he could hold onto my tits as I fucked him. I almost came the instant he grabbed my nipples. The harness fit on my belly, there was nothing touching my clit and I did not have anything in my pussy; but I was soaking wet and about to come at any second. He reached down to touch my pussy, and told me that he wanted me to stop so that he could fuck me. I refused his considerate offer, and told him that this was about me fucking him, and there was no way I was going to stop until he came. I ground the harness into him, pushing the dildo in as far as it would go, watching the pleasure on his face the entire time. Fuck, fuck, fucking him as hard as I could, for as long as I could. He was red, and moaning, and close to orgasm when he asked me to stop and put my fingers back in his ass. I pushed my first two fingers in as far as they would go, right up against his prostate; and put his hard dick in my mouth as he started to come. I rubbed his prostate gently but firmly, prolonging the pleasure as long as possible. It was absolutely amazing. I felt my own juice dripping on my thighs as I held him in my mouth, and began to finally comprehend why he liked fucking me so much. I eased my fingers out of him, and decided to give him a little romance. I climbed onto the bed with him, and held him tightly against my chest, loving him even more than before. As we laid there, both thoroughly smushy and happy, I asked him how long he wanted me to wait before we did it again. He just smiled.

Hot first story, welcome to the board!!

Thanks for the welcome. I hope my guy will like the story, and I definitely hope he supplies me with some more material to write about.

Great story and a great fantasy. Loved it!



One thing through -- it was physically hard to read because of the lack of paragraphs. Posting sometimes removes them and some times I have to make sure the Paragraphs are there and repost.

Other than that EXCELLENT!

MJ

MJ--Thanks for the info about the paragraphs, I'll be sure to check on that with the next posting. I'm glad you liked the story, but I'm happy to say its non-fiction. This wasn't my fantasy--this was last Friday afternoon.

My mother took a writing course and the instructor said write about stuff you know. I certainly think you KNEW about last Friday. Trying to make something up is tough!

MJ