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Category: Male Solo
Author: WD
Age: 38
Comments: Fulfilling anal desire
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My wife knows that I own anal toys, but she won't use them with me. A zipper bag in our bedroom closet conceals two vibrating devices, and my top dresser drawers hide a small butt plug and a flexible jelly two-ender. I put them there hoping that some time when she goes for a condom or lubricant that she'll think "what the heck" and pull out a toy. But it hasn't happened and I've pretty much given up.

She admits to liking it when I lick her anus, or when I slide a finger up her ass while eating her out or feeding my seven inch cock into her cunt. But she has never liked it up the ass. Her reactions to the times we have done it ranged from indifference to trauma. I wish she did like anal sex, but she doesn't, and I can live with that. I just wish she would really satisfy my desires on the receiving end. Ever since I was a kid I've craved anal play in masturbating myself, and I've luckily been with a few women who liked doing things to me.

I can't complain too much, because my wife IS attracted to my ass, and pleases me far more than any previous lover. And not just for my benefit--she gets off herself on bending me over, spreading my ass cheeks, licking my hole, sticking her tongue inside, licking my balls and sucking my cock, fingering my anus with one, two, and occasionally more digits at a time. She brings me to ecstasy. I moan and scream and talk to her deliriously about how good it feels. And the orgasms are fantastic.

It's just that she has an aversion to sex toys. She won't have anything to do with them. It's weird because she'll even mount me doggy style and grind her clitoris into my anus and bring herself to multiple orgasms humping me like I'm a girl. But she'll never use a dildo on me, let alone put on a strap-on. Maybe if she did it occasionally I wouldn't think about it so much. It has become the missing element in my sexual satisfaction.

I've reverted to fantasy and masturbation. I look at art drawings and cartoons of female on male anal play that I've found on the internet, and read stories on the subject. Once I'm excited, I get out the toys.

What I did last night is typical. My wife was away. I gave myself several enemas. Usually the little disposable device will do, the one I use almost daily, and especially before sex with my wife knowing that she may go back there, or that I'm going to ask her to do so. This time I wanted to be even more relaxed and open, so I used my hot water bottle outfit. As often happens, especially when I haven't had an orgasm in several days and the fluids have built up, drops of pre-come leaked from the head of my cock. The worst disappointment is when my load drops right there, milked out with no orgasm. What a letdown. Fortunately that didn't happen. I scooped up the creamy drops on a fingertip and licked them off, thinking that this time for sure I'm going to eat all my semen when I come.

Then I took a hot shower, during which I lubed my anus with a coconut butter cream and inserted the plug. I often verbalize during these situations, saying how much I love it up the ass, bitch that I am, needing it like a girl needs a cock in her pussy. This goes along with the occasionally submissive nature of my fantasies--a woman who laughs and orders me about as she reverses gender roles.

Once out of the shower, plug still firmly in place, I dried off and went to bed. Getting on my knees I bent over and held my ass out so I could see myself in the mirror, balls dangling and the base of the plug behind. I verbalized more, and got out a pornographic magazine. I reached under to play with my cock and balls. My cock was as hard as it gets, a raging red stiffness curving up in all its glory. But the wildest glow was in my anus, which gripped the plug tightly. My prostate throbbed pleasurably, desperately. I held the flared end of the plug and pulled it out and pushed it in, back and forth, a few times. I flipped the pages of the magazine in search of a photo revealing a girl's asshole. I found it and marveled. Then I reached for the dildo.

I let the plug slide out on its own, and lubricated the double-ended dildo. The dildo is red and translucent, 3/4 inch in diameter on the skinny end I almost always use. The fatter end takes time to work inside--a lot of finger stretching is involved, and it's a bit uncomfortable. The skinny end is perfect. I didn't last long. Once I started plunging it in out, reaching behind with one hand while I pumped my cock with my other, the moment of fulfillment quickly arrived. Ohhhhhh! I was so full! I thought about my wife doing to me exactly what I was doing to myself. I looked in the mirror and saw myself, well-fucked and content. I shouted out how good it was, that I was a slut who needed to be fucked up the ass. I briefly imagined being with a couple men, something I would never want to do in reality, because men repel me. But I allow myself the fantasy if it comes, without guilt. I thought about sucking one young, smooth-skinned handsome guy while another fucked me up the ass. Both came and I took every drop of their loads in my mouth (the best part) and the ass. Then I imagined my wife again, this time wearing a strap-on dildo. That's the best image. I'm straight, and the whole joy of the fantasy is the role reversal aspect. I focused on that image, of her hips thrusting into my bottom as she plundered my hot, open, unresisting anus with her big artificial cock. As orgasm approached I pumped the dildo harder, fully satisfied in my desire to be reamed and filled and opened. I screamed as the orgasm hit. It was a big one, from deep inside. I lay back and imagined my wife's smiling face as she pulled out while continuing to stroke my erupting member. Wow.

I never want to eat my semen once I shoot. The desire pretty much evaporates. I licked a little off my hand but caught the rest in a washcloth. Then I cleaned up and went to sleep.