My Boyfriend's Pussy
"You know how I feel about that." I stated and nodded slightly.
"Come on, you asked, plus this whole conversation was your idea!" Luke retorted sharply.
He was right, I'd asked if we could have a serious talk about our sex life. I believe most guys may get intimidated by their girlfriend bringing up such a subject, however, the truth was that I genuinely enjoyed having sex with Luke. His dick felt almost perfect inside me, and I couldn't quite fit it completely in my mouth, but it always felt like a fun challenge I constantly worked on. My goal was to eventually make my nose touch his neatly trimmed pubes. That's what was so great about Luke, he took such good care of his hygiene, it was like he had to be raised in a military school, or had OCD parents or something. He maintained a well-groomed patch of short pubic hair in the shape of an inverted triangle, and everything below was shaved smooth. I liked sucking his dick, and then nursing on his full, smooth balls. When I sucked his balls into my mouth, the noises he made only served to excite me even more. A week ago, we'd been having sex, and I was sucking his dick as he lay on his back. I decided to try something different, and asked him to get on his knees where I bent him over and pushed his erection back between his legs. The sight of this had me instantly dripping with arousal. I'd alternate between sucking his dick and licking his balls, first one, then the other. At some point, I let my tongue slide along his anal area, and that caused him to gasp loudly. I did it again, and I felt his body relax. So I decided to go a step further, and my tongue unintentionally touched his hairless anus.
He didn't flinch or shout, instead he made a long "aaaahhhh" sound, and aside from his musky odor, I imagined myself licking another woman's pussy. I've never actually done that, although it's been a fantasy of mine. While I could never see myself having a girlfriend, I believe, just from a sexual perspective, I'd like to experience a woman sexually. Instead, I began to pretend my boyfriend had a vagina, and so I ate it as I like to have my own pussy eaten. It's a shame I couldn't make him cum like that, I think it would have been incredibly sexy, but after a while, he simply rolled over and pulled me on top of him when I rode his dick until I came, and then he rolled on top of me and fucked me until he filled my pussy. That experience was something I couldn't stop thinking about since it happened.
"Okay, I'll do it." I announced, realizing he would keep asking until I finally agreed, but this was a two-way discussion.
"What? Are you serious?" He responded with wide eyes, I'd refused since after our first night having sex together, and now I'd seemingly changed my mind.
"Yes, I'll swallow your cum if you cum in my mouth." I described precisely what he'd constantly desired. "But you can't always cum in my mouth alright? I enjoy the sexy feeling of you dripping out of my pussy too."
"No problem, holy shit Ashe! I can't believe this." he exclaimed excitedly/
"I'll get something too, that's how this works." I stated cautiously. This would be uncharted territory, and I had no idea how it would be received.
"I'm a pig, you know that so whatever you want is fine with me." He stated, almost boasting.
"Be serious." I sighed.
"I am, whatever you want. Especially now that you'll swallow."
"I want to have sex with you Luke." I said, hoping I sounded reasonable, and like it wasn't a massive demand.
"I'm not following." he said with an astonished tone. "Like, do you just want me to lay there and you ride him while he lies motionless or something?"
"No, I want to really fuck you, I want to buy a strap-on and fuck you in your anus. It's stunning, and ever since I ate your anus last week, I've been fantasizing about fucking it."
I don't possess any secret desire to transform into a man, but I have had moments where I wished to have a penis. Many women would likely confess to the same if they were honest about it. The attraction toward having a penis is tied to the intense, forceful nature of male ejaculation. I've always been curious about the sensation, but it was Luke's beautiful vagina that convinced me I desired a penis to penetrate someone with. The toy came in three days, and I was presently posing in front of the full-length mirror on my bedroom closet door. The color of the toy closely resembled my skin tone, and, frankly, it appeared vulgar as it emerged from my lower region. There were two testicles that were easily movable, the silicone surface of the scrotum allowing the testicles within to be played with. Additionally, the foreskin concealing the glans was also able to be retracted, exposing the dome-like head of the dildo.
There was a dilemma, as this toy was larger than Luke's penis, and considerably so.
I continued to pose, and my vagina began to moisturize. This toy would be ideal for penetrating someone, however, I didn't have an available partner to engage in sex with, I longed to fuck Luke. The only scenario wherein this would possibly occur is if Luke never saw the toy until it was inside his vagina. Obviously, Luke doesn't carry a vagina, but it seemed more like one than an anus to me. I wouldn't dare call his vagina out loud, as I know it would upset him, but in my thoughts, my manly boyfriend possessed a lovely pink vagina, and I desired to penetrate him in it.
I endeavored to wear a pair of jeans, but I couldn't manage it; it seemed like I was attempting to sneak a water bottle down the front of my pants. I removed the trousers, and pretended to masturbate in front of the mirror. I envisioned what it could be like to have Luke jerk me off before blowing me, and then turning around so he could be the one to endure my assault.
I couldn't endure it any further, so I sprawled on my bed and began rubbing my vagina while pretending to masturbate my penis. When I became too aroused, I removed the toy from its harness and inserted it into me, eventually causing an explosion on the blanket. Afterward, I reasoned that even if Luke lost his nerve and backed out, I would continue to use the dildo. I cleaned it with soap and water and intended to pierce Luke's vagina on the forthcoming weekend.
It seemed harmless enough; I wasn't cheating on Luke, but for the rest of the week, every night, I inserted the toy within me, and to my delight, this contraption was the most significant object I'd ever possessed inside me. The texture and design of the dildo led to considerably powerful orgasms. On Friday night, we went out for a meal, shared a few beverages, and even danced to some tunes, and then I whispered in Luke's ear that I craved his penis.
He seemed to be driving faster than suggested speed limits, and when we arrived at my place, I teased him verbally, arousing both of us. Finally, I had his penis in my mouth, and he made the happy noises he usually makes when I try to shove the entire thing down my throat. However, tonight, he was more vocal than typical, and encouraged me to be a "dirty little slut" and "swallow my cum" when he reached climax, I didn't give the suggestion much thought. I simply swallowed it all and, in an effort to convince myself it wasn't terrible, I didn't particularly enjoy it. Nonetheless, Luke savored it, and when I finished and presented him with an empty mouth, he violently shoved me onto my back, and it took two climaxes before he slid inside of me and experienced a final eruption in my presence.
We collapsed, all tangled up together and fell asleep.
We had a regular Saturday plan. Luke and I loaded the bikes in his truck, drove to a scenic park, and baked under the sun while cycling along the paths. We had lunch at our favorite bistro on the patio and then returned to his place. There, he changed and we showered together. Later we drove to my place where we engaged in various activities but nothing intense.
Later, on our way to meet friends, I suggested trying something new that evening.
"What do you mean?" asked Luke, sounding shaky.
"I mean, I swallowed your cum last night. Let's at least try, can't we?" I asked, trying to maintain my cool about the cum swallowing I disliked. I'd get irritated if, after this, he wouldn't let me fuck him, so I planned to cut him off for a month if he didn't.
"Did you buy something?" he inquired.
"Not necessary, just be present. I got everything," I assured him.
In dark, I turned off the bedroom lights and climbed back to bed with a lit scented candle in a glass jar. I removed the reading glasses and settled between his legs. "Remember when I used my tongue on you like that? I want to do that again, okay?"
He nodded without uttering a word.
I left the bed to grab the harness that he gifted me for the strap-on. After pulling it up and adjusting, I fixed the dildo attached to the harness to ensure it didn't slip off. I quickly turned the key and then got back into bed. My intentions were crystal clear to Luke. I asked him to roll over and placed pillows under him, spreading his ass cheeks.
I reached towards Luke's dick and took it into my mouth. The way he looked made me feel like I was trying his cock, but I had different plans since he couldn't see me. I pushed him back under me. I covered his dick with my lips and sucked on his balls, occasionally, letting my tongue laze over his dick. As I was busy sucking, I gently rubbed my tongue over his pussy. It seemed intense, and I knew he wasn't about to cum, so I ceased that and focused on the accompanying pleasure in my imagination.
Luke made brief sounds showing he enjoyed what was happening. Here, he was in the position of submissiveness but with me as a colossus, making him quiver with my hands. I took a break and excitedly implied how appealing he was. I assured him that swallowing his jizz was just so he could feel my tongue on him, and if the situation for me was different, I'd gladly let him shove his dick inside me.
I lubricated my hands with a large tube of lotion and got to work. The two fingers inside him disappeared smoothly, and I followed up by adding another one. They went in easily and I could sense Luke enjoying it.
"You okay, sweetheart?" I queried.
"A bit strange, but not unpleasant," he replied.
I removed my fingers, climbed back and wedged my dick against his pussy. Like fragile glass, it slowly closed.
"Ready to let a real dick inside you?" I asked, making sure he was okay.
"Go ahead, I guess." His eyes already shut and he silently accepted what was happening.
I transferred the lubricant from my hands to the dildo and gave it a generous massage. The vision of him embracing a smaller, slimmer person fingering his ass crossed my mind.
Looking at how his back fell against the bed, I imagined how submissive he'd look with a stranger inserting a strap-on inside him. His disguised excitement eased me into the moment and my fingers dipped through his soft skin.
"You're fine, are you?" I asked in concern.
"Fine, kind of weird, but fine."
"I'm not sure 'fine' is the word I'd use, but let's proceed." He said with a tone lacking conviction.
Upon contact with his butt cheek, he jerked in surprise.
"Everything's alright, baby. Just relax." I said tenderly, eager to fuck my boyfriend. Could it be that the arousal men experienced before penetrating a woman was equal to mine; eagerness, anticipation, and pure desire?
I aligned my dick with his orifice, then pushed forward slightly, retracted, and repeated until Luke started uttering unhappy comments.
"Are you doing okay?"
"I have no idea, it seems massive. How close are you to getting it in me?"
"Almost." I lied.
"All right, let's keep moving forward."
When the head of my member penetrated Luke's opening, he winced and let out a gasp and a bit of a yell, and his entire body tensed up. I froze and he finally exhaled and cursed.
"Jesus Christ! It feels like a heated blade was thrust into my ass!" he exclaimed.
"It's in now, sweetheart, it'll be smoother from here."
"I need a moment."
"Take all the time you need. I'm not going anywhere." I reassured him while suppressing a chuckle.
When he instructed me to resume, things improved drastically. Once my testicles were wedged snugly against his, I leaned down and rested against his back, my breasts pressed against him. I kissed his neck and shoulders, complimenting how fervently arousing the view was from my position. He told me he felt incredibly full and on the verge of exploding. I assured him he wouldn't and then asked if I could begin thrusting.
Despite the frequency with which women participate in sexual intercourse, most of my experience has been in a passive role, as opposed to mounting someone. It's an arduous endeavor, and it provided a newfound respect for Luke's stamina.
After some time, I started moving with greater fluidity in him, and his complaints ceased. His moans became akin to those of pleasure, and I hoped he'd cum as a result of the prostate stimulation provided by the large dildo. It was a remarkable fantasy of mine to cum from intercourse, but I recognized that this would carry on until sheer exhaustion would arrive for one of us. I moved to a kneeling position behind him, rotating my hips to maintain penetration. I admired the sight of my member seemingly possessed by my enthusiastic motions and the seemingly large size it now appeared. The hole hugging it looked stretched to maximum capacity, and I could see lube coating the surrounding area. The prospect of this activity recurring resulted in my fervent desire for it to occur.
With one final effort, I extracted the dildo from Luke's fissure, satisfied there was minimal destruction. I exited the bathroom, retrieved the dildo, and discarded the Velcro straps. Upon reentering the bedroom, lying beside him, I realized he was still as I'd left him. I provided him a gentle cleaning with a handful of tissues, tenderly stroking his genital area, and then flipped him onto his back. I leaned close, bringing his chin toward my eyes with a gentle grip, and gazed into them.
"Thank you. This admittedly wasn't simple, but having it occur strictly due to my desire left me incredibly engorged. I'm truly aroused. I need to be engulfed by your presence. I felt my thighs grinding his hips, and sensed him repositioning his tool in my now lubricated vagina. He pushed up into my slick opening without hesitation, unwittingly eliciting hearts. It wasn't long until he displayed signs of climax, and with the recollection of the Inquisition's firm orifice clenching my love muscle, I had the response it deserved. Afterward, I was drained.
When Luke mentioned experiencing soreness, I felt a torrent of pussy secretions. I promised we'd allow him ample recovery before I pressed for more. In truth, regular sexual intercourse was my aim. He nodded profusely.
Though sexual connection is one of my top needs, the idea of having the privilege to "fuck" my significant other established an exhilaration I couldn't comprehend. I'm eagerly anticipating more, confident his protests will decrease as he appreciates the opportunity.
The entire day, my thoughts were occupied with fucking a female. The thought of actually fucking a woman was intriguing and left me restless. I began considering Luke's reaction to this proposal and concluded that if we could entice a woman to join us in bed, he would likely want to penetrate her. This didn't sit well with me, yet I pondered whether it would considerably alleviate the pain by engaging in sexual intercourse with her as well. Only way to tell for sure.
Personally, I'll jot down every detail, if it transpires.
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