Anal Virgin, But Not For Long - Sex Stories

Anal Virgin, But Not For Long

I've always been open to trying new things when it comes to sex. I see it as, you don’t know you don’t like it unless you try it. The one thing I have always been against is anal sex. I have never been interested in trying it. There are many reasons why I haven’t. I just don’t see the reason to. My husband and I have been married for six years, and I want to finally give him the one thing I've denied. That of course is access to my ass. I've put a lot of thought into it. I have even done some reading on it. If done right, it can be just as pleasurable for a woman, as it is for a man. I want to do this for him; I have always hated denying him it. He’s never pressured me into it, or made me feel bad. I just know he wants to try it. He’s never done it either, so we can learn together. We are lying in bed, just watching TV, relaxing together. I don’t know how to approach the idea of telling him. How does one, after six years of denying anal, suddenly bring it up? Hell if I know! I take the remote, and turn the volume down, and turn to face him. “Baby, can we talk?” I say low, almost a whisper. I feel shy, almost embarrassed to even be having this conversation. I don’t know why, he’s my husband. He looks down at me, scooting down lower; he brings me into his arms. “You can tell me anything, sweetness.” “It’s not bad, I swear. I- I just… Well, the thing is. I've put a lot of thought into this, and well. I want to, maybe try anal…..” There is such a long pause of silences, I panic a ...

... little. I am not sure what’s going on through his head. I feel my heart slam against my chest, until I glance down and see he’s hard. I can’t help but smile, blushing deeply. “I guess you’re still up for it? I want to go slow. Do the smaller things first, you know?” “Ah, uh, yeah! I’m okay with that. Are you sure, Baby? I know how you feel about this.” “I’m sure. It can’t hurt to try, right? Well, it can. But we’ll stop if it does.” I giggle, and lean up to kiss him. He rolls over onto me, pinning me down, he kisses me deep. I feel him grind his cock against my panties. I’m already wet, wanting him. I trust him fully, and allow him to take the lead. He runs his tongue from lips, down between my breasts, pinching each of my nipples. I’m only wearing panties, he just in boxers. I squirm under him, wanting more of his touch. He kneels between my parted legs; he hooks his thumbs into my panties, and tugs them down. I lift my legs so he can get them off fully. He flings them to the floor, and works out of his boxers with ease. He’s throbbing hard; I can see how badly he’s aching from here. I clench slightly thinking of him inside my ass, a place that’s never been touched. I know it won’t happen tonight, but the thought still worries me. He lies on his belly, looking up at me, with such a goofy grin on his face. He’s thoroughly pleased with himself, and he hasn't even done anything. He knows the affects he has on me. He can get a bit cocky. I don’t mind, I love he knows my body so ...