“First Real Orgasm”
We enjoyed a healthy relationship, good foreplay and great sex. So often we would cum together gazing longingly into each others eyes, unless in the 69 position, when we both promised to be vocal in our appreciation of each other.
So why then, did it take almost eight years of this unanimously perfect union, for me to have my first real orgasm?
It began as a bit of playing around. I’d been fucking her arse, somewhere she doesn’t often let me play with, whilst playing with pussy with one of her vibrators. The sensation for me was extremely stimulating, especially given how often she consents, but mid fuck she asks me politely to stop.
At first I tried to convince her to keep going, but I could sense her getting more and more agitated. Eventually she rolled away snatching her toy from my hand, as I lay face down frustrated my head buried into the pile of pillows.
“Stop sulking!” she said.
“I’m not!” was my muffled reply.
“Yes you are. Here, how do you like it!”
She took her vibrator, still switched on and buzzing, and placed it between my ass cheeks. I didn’t know how to respond, but my lack of protest must have awoken a curious side in us both.
“You like that do you?” she asked softly, seeing if I was receptive to more than just the tip. It felt strange, it felt good. I lifted my ass to assist her.
She’d got more than half the length of of it in me before she started thrusting it in and out. At the same time wanking by now hard again penis with her other hand.
Was I secretly gay? Was it normal to have your partner fuck your ass with her toy? The sensation was like none I’d felt before, especially when my muscles clenched this toy inside me as my cock exploded in her hand.
I was exhausted. My legs shivered and I was unable to move. I truly believe that in that moment she’d unleashed my first real orgasm and in herself, found a new weapon at her disposal in our bedroom antics.
It only seemed right that I roll her onto stomach, lift up her ass and eat her pussy till she came.