I took my time selecting from the different arrays of phallic things that were on display at the sex shop. I wanted to find a big dildo, maybe a vibrator, which will allow for easy access to the ass. I was going to show him, Terry, my boyfriend, how silly it is to keep insisting on having anal sex. On our anniversary I allowed him to do it to me out of compliance. I felt nothing then but pain.
His cock was well lubed, his shove was very determined. He had been asking for my ass since day one but I always repelled his advances to my ass. I did not want anal sex and I never even had given it a thought. For me it was gross and very very juvenile to have a desire to get access to a piece of meat that basically just works the other way around – out instead of in.
The months passed and we got married and still - he would not relent. His jokes, his humor, all centered around the ass. If I didn’t know my husband, I would have said he was gay, that he had gone crazy with his ass fixation.
Details
- Publication Date
- Dec 13, 2012
- Language
- English
- Category
- Parenting & Families
- Copyright
- All Rights Reserved - Standard Copyright License
- Contributors
- By (author): Sarah Smith
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