Sexy asses have always been a thing of mine, but my wife, Stacy, had been a little hesitant about anal sex when I first brought it up. Even still, something about it really appealed to her, so she told me she'd give it a try.

Even though I was dying to jump right in I started things off slowly. I wanted her to get used to the feel of having something in her ass, something small, before introducing my relatively large cock to that virgin orifice. We began with some basic foreplay, softly kissing and caressing one another so that she'd be relaxed and also turned on. When I felt that it was time, I grabbed a bottle of Astroglide from the nightstand.

Lubing her up, I carefully slipped first one finger and then two into Stacy's rear hole. Then I worked her slow and easy, pumping my fingers in and out until she couldn't stop herself from reaching down to her clitoris to stroke, rub and pinch it. Before long, she was begging me to also put something in her pussy since she was on the brink of orgasm, but not quite there.

That wasn't a problem at all--I just grabbed one of our dildos and soon had it gleaming with lubricant and poised at the entrance of her hungry cunt. She moaned as I teased her with it, tickling her clit with the tip and rotating it around her hole to stimulate those nerve endings as well. Too excited to take things slowly, Stacy grabbed the toy and shoved it all the way into her pussy until the wide base was stretching her nether lips.

I don't know if there is anything quite like watching the woman you love go through an intense orgasm like that. I could feel the latex cock against my pumping fingers through the thin flesh barrier that separated her pussy and her ass. Then her butt muscles clamped down around me, her eyes rolled back in her head and her body quivered as a deep red flush suffused her breasts. Finally, she pulled out the dildo and begged me to fuck her, which I promptly did, pounding my cock into her cunt as I thought about how nice it was going to feel when she finally surrendered her ass to me.

At last, the big day arrived. Actually, it was Stacy's suggestion that we have anal sex, as she'd grown accustomed to having my fingers back there and now craved something larger. I was very pleased and proud of how far she'd come, though my pleasure was mostly selfish because I could barely wait to feel her tight ass around my cock as I fucked it good and hard.

On the night in question, soft candlelight cast a golden glow across the sweet curves of my wife's ass as she lay facedown on the bed. I knelt behind her, watching the motion of her hips as she reacted to my teasing fingers. Her labia were swollen and slick with her juices as I softly rubbed her pussy, getting her ready.

Then I slipped a finger inside her, deep, so I could rub that sensitive place right behind her clit. Stacy froze and quivered as her pussy clamped down around my finger. She began urging her hips back and forth, fucking herself on my hand until I pulled it away to tickle her ass, just dipping into the entrance. Quickly, she rose to her hands and knees, leaning back so that her asscheeks parted for me. I eased the tip of my finger into her asshole with a circular dipping motion and she lunged back onto it. She was ready.

I moved my hand away and replaced it with my cock. The bulbous crown of my member was now poised at the tight ring of her asshole, slippery with lube. My dick was so hard that I didn't need my hands to guide it, so I just held onto Stacy's hips and urged her back onto me, letting her go at her own pace.

Her muscles slowly gave way, straining as they opened to my invasion. Soon, her hot, tight ass surrounded the fat head of my cock. Moaning, she backed up, and a little more of my cock was buried inside of my wife. She eased backward once again so that my dick was lodged halfway in her ass. I moaned as its heat enveloped me.

Stacy's flesh stretched wide around my shaft as she did a little kind of bouncing motion, taking me a tiny bit deeper with each thrust. Her hand sneaked back to play with her clit as a sheen of sweat broke out across the smooth skin of her back. Then, with a circular twist of her gorgeous ass, she skewered herself on my pulsing cock. Her muscles relaxed and flowed over my length until her cheeks rested against my hips.

I could feel her inner muscles quivering with tension as her ass accepted my cock. It seemed to be contracting and expanding around my shaft as she rubbed her clit faster and faster. I could tell from her breathing that she was on the verge of an orgasm, and then Stacy cried out, "Do it! Fuck me while I come!"

I pulled all the way out in one smooth motion until just the head of my dick was buried inside her. Stacy's orgasm hit on that first stroke, and as she started to shiver and shake, I drove back in, deep and hard, feeling her asshole clutching at my cock. It was so unbelievably tight, even better than I had imagined all those nights when I fantasized about this day. I began pounding into her and Stacy fucked me back, bucking her hips hard against mine as her body exploded.

We ended up flat on the bed, my dick still buried deep in her ass. She trembled beneath me as her orgasm subsided, wiggling and thrusting back her hips. Squeezing my cock hard with her ass, she asked if I'd shove a dildo in her cunt, as though her request for a DP were the most natural thing in the world, the kind of thing she asked for every day.

I pulled it from the nightstand drawer and handed it directly to her--Stacy was so wet that it didn't need any lube. Still, it was tight, and she strained to get all of it into her pussy. Feeling it move against my cock was incredible. She slowly filled her cunt with her favorite latex toy, finally plunging it deep. "Go ahead," she moaned. "Fuck me. I want to feel you come in my ass."

She didn't have to ask me twice--hell, she barely had to ask me once! Her anal passage was tight and hot, and I could feel the dildo through the thin membrane that separated her cunt from her ass as she worked it in and out. I reached beneath her to manipulate her clit and right away, she came again, crying out with her release. I came then, too, my cock spurting its load deep into Stacy's rectum. Then I collapsed on top of her and rolled us over onto our sides, holding her tight against my chest.

The next time Stacy asked me to fuck her ass was a few weeks later. We usually start the weekend with long, leisurely Saturday morning sex, with lots of foreplay until one of us is begging for some relief. On this particular weekend, we'd decided to start with some anal play, which progressed quickly from there.

"Oh, that feels so good," Stacy had moaned when I began massaging her asshole with my fingertips. Taking that as an invitation, I pushed her knees up to her shoulders and pulled my cock from her slippery cunt to place it at her tightly crimped rear opening. I was so wet from her juices that I slipped easily inside.

Stacy squirmed and raised her hips up off the bed so that her ass swallowed more of my length. She squeezed her muscles around my shaft with a rhythmic pulse that went from the base of my rock-hard cock right to the very tip. Then I slid out until just the head was stretching that tight rubbery ring. I began inching it back and forth, slowly and teasingly, but I couldn't keep that up for long and soon gave her the whole thing in a single deep thrust. I began pistoning in and out of her clutching asshole with lightning speed, feeling my orgasm quickly approaching.

The look on my wife's face was one of undeniable lust and her breasts bounced wildly on her chest as I sank my cock into her rear hole again and again. She grasped my upper arms, crying out as she came, and the pressure of her muscles closing in around me soon became too much to bear. Letting go, I sent stream after stream of boiling come rushing into her butt. Then I pulled out as quickly as I'd shoved inside her, watching as a trickle of my cream slowly leaked out to drip down her crack onto the mattress below.

Lately, anal sex has become a more regular feature in our sexual repertoire. However, there is an unspoken agreement between us that it's something we usually save for more special occasions. I think that's because neither of us wants something so hot, so intimate, something that binds us so tightly, to become commonplace.