*Author's Note: This is erotic fantasy. It involves sexual situations between consenting adults, all of whom are over 18 years of age. Since it is fantasy and it's my fantasy, I presume a world free of STDs. I hope you enjoy the story; if not, such is life. Comments are always appreciated.
The Strap-On
Amy and I had been married for just over a year, and a great year it had been. We just seemed like two halves of the same coin. We had similar interests, similar attitudes, it just seemed like we were meant to be together. Early on we had agreed that we would always treat each other the way we would like to be treated in a reverse situation. That made for an incredible degree of respect and understanding.
Amy and I met our last year of university. She was a gorgeous, willowy, 5'8" blonde with hair down past her waist. She had bright blue eyes and a warm and generous smile. She had the most perfect C-cup breasts I had ever seen with nipples that knurled into knobs at the least provocation. I learned very early on that Amy loved having her nipples sucked and nibbled and was always hungry to oblige. She had an incredible bubble ass that I just loved, especially in tight jeans, or naked. Didn't matter. She kept her pussy shaved as bare as the day she was born. She had what I thought of as a long pussy with her inner lips furling out from between her outer ones and a nice prominent clit that was so sensitive, she began to orgasm as soon as I would begin to suck on it, which I did at every possible opportunity. Tasty pussy would be a gross understatement.
My name is Jim and I'm 6'2" with brown hair which I keep in a ponytail that hangs down between my shoulder blades. I have hazel eyes and stay in reasonable shape, though without working at it. I'm just an active guy and that seems to be all it takes. I've never considered myself anything of a stud, though I've had more than my share of girlfriends over the years. My 7" cock never occasioned any complaints, so I assume it's adequate. Amy has never shown anything but delight whenever I wanted to stick it into her mouth or pussy, and she seemed to just love a mouthful of cum whenever possible. What could make a guy happier?
One of the things we agreed upon early in our relationship was that if I wanted to do something sexually to her, I had to be willing to let her do the same to me. So when I wanted to eat her pussy, well, she wanted to suck my cock. If I wanted to fuck her, she wanted to fuck me. Terrible arrangement, right?
Now, I've had anal sex any number of times with various women and always enjoyed it. Amy's ass drove me crazy, but I had never fucked her in the ass, mostly due to the fact that I wasn't so sure I wanted her paying me in kind. As it was, our sex life was just great, just about anywhere, anytime was our motto. We had had sex in some really crazy places, even publicly.
But now it had gotten to the point where I just couldn't stop thinking about fucking her in the ass. She had the greatest ass I had ever seen and I was distracted beyond reason thinking about fucking it. I knew she wouldn't object, sex was her main passion, though we had never specifically talked about it. Until now.
"Really, you want to fuck me in the ass?" she asked, smiling the way she did. "You should have said something. You can put your cock anywhere you like in me, whenever you like. And I love the idea of fucking you in the ass, though I've never done it before."
"Well, that's the thing," I said. "What did you have in mind in that regard?"
"Well, I suppose a strap-on would be the way," she said, rather matter of factly. "I've never used one before, but I'm sure it's not that difficult. I'm sure we can find a suitable one at the sex shop in town. Would you like that, me fucking you in the ass with a strap-on dildo?" she asked.
"Well, I'm not so sure I'd like it, but I'm willing to do it if that's what it takes to be allowed to fuck you in the ass. I'm just dying to know how it feels. You've got the world's most perfect ass," I told her.
"I just love it when you pay me such sweet compliments," she said, fishing my cock out of my pants. "It always makes me horny and hungry at the same time," she said, going down on me.
I could only lean back against the wall while she knelt in front of me, sucking my cock like there was no tomorrow. The sight of it disappearing into her mouth and down her throat always drove me nuts, so I'd have to not look if I didn't want to blow my load too soon. But this time, well, I was so worked up that I started pumping cum into her sucking mouth within a few minutes. Typically, she just sucked and gulped, not stopping until every last droplet of cum had been extracted before sitting back and licking her lips.
"Got, I love it when you cum like that," she said, looking up at me with her cummy smile. "Ready to pay me back now?" she asked, getting to her feet and wrapping her arms around my neck as she kissed me, her mouth and tongue still coated with my cum, something I had gotten used to with her.
She loved to kiss me right after I'd cum in her mouth, always keeping enough in her mouth so that I'd share the experience with her. The same thing went for me cumming in her pussy; she always insisted that we do a 69 immediately afterwards, her sucking my cummy cock clean while I did the same to her cum-filled, swampy pussy. I'd gotten over it a long time ago. Anything to be able to eat her pussy. I think I enjoyed eating her pussy even more than I did fucking her.
"So, shall we go shopping?" she asked after I'd enjoyed sucking her juicy pussy to several orgasms, a big smile on her face.
I was a bit nervous when we walked into the sex shop. There was an entire wall full of various dildos and all sorts of sex toys and clothes on shelves.
"Hello," said the salesgirl, a cute, redheaded pixie who was only about 5'2" tall. Her green eyes almost glowed, they were so bright. She had small, though pert breasts, and wore the shortest mini-skirt I had ever seen. I was fairly certain that anyone looking at her from her height would probably be able to see if she was wearing panties, but being a foot taller, I had to settle for wondering. "If there's anything I can help you with, please ask, otherwise, enjoy looking around."
"We're looking for a nice strap-on," Amy said, embarrassing me. I felt my cheeks flushing as the salesgirl beamed at us.
"Strap-ons are my favorite," she announced. "Our selection is over here," she said, turning and leading the way, her boyish ass swaying back and forth under her mini-skirt. "Is there any particular kind you're interested in?" she asked when we got to an area where there were a dozen or so strap-ons hanging from hooks on the wall.
"Well, I've never used one before," Amy replied, "so I'm not really sure. I didn't realize that there were different kinds."
"Oh, yes, most definitely," she replied. "The normal ones are one-way; that means a strap-on harness with the dildo protruding, just like a man. My favorite kind is a double," she explained, pulling one off the wall. "It has a double-headed dildo built into it so that one end sticks out like a man, the other end you get to stick up your own pussy."
"Oh, I think a double one would be nice," Amy said, eyeing it. "Are they difficult to use?"
"Not difficult, but there's a knack to it," the girl explained.
"Are there different sizes?" Amy asked.
"Yes, all different sizes, from the strap-on itself to the size of the dildo," the girl explained. "Do you have any idea what size dildo you'd like?"
"Does it really matter?" Amy asked.
"Well, sometimes," the girl explained. "It depends upon what you're going to use it for and who you're going to use it on. If I'm going to use it to fuck one of my girlfriends, I like a bigger dildo so that both of our pussies get a nice workout. If I'm going to be fucking someone in the ass, then it depends upon how much cock they like up the ass. Most women like the large ones in their pussy, but something a bit smaller in their ass, though there are always exceptions. Do you know how you're going to use it?"
"Well, I'm going to fuck my dear sweet husband in the ass with it," Amy said, laughing out loud.
"Mmm, nice," the girl said, smiling as she really looked me over. "Do you have a size preference?" she asked me. "What size cock do you usually like?"
"Uh, I've never done anything like this before, so I really don't know," I replied, feeling my cheeks flush.
"Well, my experience is that most guys just love it once they try and it's usually best to find one that's about the same size as your own cock," she said.
"I like that idea best," Amy said. "I want him to experience what I experience when he fucks me in the ass, so a dildo the same size as his cock would be the best."
"How big is your cock, if I may be so bold?" the girl asked, a smile on her pixie face.
"He's got 7 lovely inches," Amy informed her, my cheeks turning another shade of red.
"Nice!" the girl replied. "Lucky you. And how thick is he?"
"Well, that I don't know," Amy answered. "We never measured that."
"Well, these are the 7" models," the girl indicated a few on the wall, "but as you can see, there are several different thicknesses."
"I think it's probably more like this one, but it might be this one," Amy said, taking each one into her hand and experimenting.
"Why don't you step into the dressing room and compare," the girl suggested. "That way you can be sure."
"Oh, is it allowed to try them on?" Amy asked in surprise.
"Well, normally not with the doubles," the girl informed her, "but it's a slow evening and I won't tell if you won't. Just give me a call if you need any help," she said, leaving us with the two strap-ons.
"God, this is so wild," Amy laughed as we stood in the so-called dressing room, which was really a 3-sided room with no door and with just enough room for the two of them. "Go on, take out your cock for me," she instructed.
