Packing Heat: Femdom Strap-On Stories

Roxanne’s Cock ^{by Kyle Kemp}

Roxanne wore skintight stretch jeans that hung low on her curvy hips and fit snug around her slender thighs. Her jeans tucked into the knee-high black leather boots she wore. She was shirtless, and as she approached the bed where I lay naked, she ran her fingertips over her perfect C-cup breasts. Then, as she pinched her nipple lightly with one hand, her other hand slid slowly down her flat belly and rested on the bulge in her tight jeans.

Roxanne unzipped the fly of her low-slung pants and slipped out the long, thin shaft of her strap-on dildo.

She smiled as she knelt on the edge of the bed.

“Come on, Matt,” she purred in the sexiest voice I had ever heard from her. “Suck it. Suck my cock.”

I crawled down the length of the bed, ready to comply.

I had long been after my wife Roxanne to try anal sex. My last girlfriend had been extremely into it—she came more easily from getting fucked in the ass than she did from taking my cock in her pussy. Even my eating her out couldn’t make her cum so fast. With Naomi, I had developed a definite taste for back-door love, learning to prefer her asshole’s extreme tightness to the softer (though still wonderful) embrace of her puss. But Roxanne wasn’t even interested in trying it.

“No way,” she would state unequivocally when I brought up the subject. “That’s a one-way street!” Sometimes she would giggle when she said, it, but other times she would get a little angry when I brought it up.

In every other respect, though, Roxanne was—and is—an amazing fuck. Besides being drop-dead gorgeous, with long blonde hair, full C-cup breasts, a slender body and curvy hips, she’s an inventive and enthusiastic lover. Apart from anal stimulation, Roxanne was up to try almost anything. She never thought twice about bringing out her vibrator to help her cum a second or a third time, and the night when I brought home an armload of porn from the local video store, she got even more turned on than I did. When the scene we were watching was of a woman being fucked anally, she fucked back against me with louder and louder moans as I pumped into her doggy-style.

“You like that?” I asked her as she fixed her eyes on the image of the woman’s asshole stretched around a big hard cock.

“Yeah,” Roxanne moaned, fucking herself onto me.

“You want that?” My eyes lingered over the pretty curve of her smooth buttocks and the winking starfish between them, begging for my attentions.

The feeling of her pussy clenching my cock rhythmically as she moaned in orgasm felt incredible. I knew that no matter what it took, I was going to have anal sex with my wife. And she was going to love it.

But I never could have imagined what kind of anal sex I’d be having with Roxanne. It wasn’t her ass that would be getting fucked. In order to have the anal sex I craved, I’d have to surrender my own tender, virgin asshole.

The idea occurred to Roxanne on one of those nights when I’d brought home porn and we were having a great time watching it while we made love on the big rug in front of the TV.

Roxanne and I were both naked, our bodies covered with sweat, but we hadn’t begun to fuck yet. We were making out, rubbing our naked bodies together as we watched the video. The scene was of some hot blonde giving a black stud the blowjob to end all blowjobs. She was really going to town on his cock, taking it all the way down her throat and rubbing it all over her face. Then, without warning, the camera closed in as the blonde slipped her finger into her drooling mouth and nestled it between the guy’s ass cheeks.

Jerking his cock off with one hand, the blonde pushed her finger into the guy’s ass. His eyes went wide and he moaned crazily, looking like he loved it. Then he came, shooting out white-hot jizz all over the blonde’s hand.

“Fuck,” moaned Roxanne. “I’ve got to try that.”

“What?” I exclaimed. “You’re not going to—”

“Trust me,” she said, pushing me onto my back. I spread my legs as she knelt between them and took my cock in her mouth. Roxanne gives the best blowjobs I’ve ever had, and I sank into the sensations of her full lips sliding up and down on my pole as she teased my balls with her fingertips.

I forgot all about my nervousness as Roxanne licked me all over, slicking my cock up with her spit. We’d been making out for a long time, and I knew I was going to shoot soon.

“Don’t cum yet,” said Roxanne. “Let me try something.”

Before I knew what was happening, she had licked down behind my balls and pushed my ass up into the air. I felt her warm tongue wriggling between my ass-cheeks and teasing open my asshole. I was shocked by the pleasurable sensations flooding through my asshole—I had never even thought about having my ass played with. If she’d asked me, I would have been as reluctant as she was to take something in my ass. But the skilled tip of my wife’s tongue was making me rethink that opinion. I heard her spitting onto her finger, lubing it up.

And then I felt her finger teasing open my ass.

“Roxanne, what are you—”

“Trust me,” she said as she slipped her finger into my asshole. My muscles clenched tightly around her slender finger—and then relaxed, as waves of pleasure flooded through my body. I felt my wife’s mouth descending on my cock again, pumping it between her lips as her head bobbed up and down, her beautiful blonde hair tickling my thighs. She wriggled her finger around, evoking even stronger sensations that surged through my cock, balls and asshole.

“Fuck,” I moaned. “Oh, fuck—I’m going to cum!”

My cock spasmed as I spurted cum down my wife’s mouth, and I felt her finger pumping deeper into my ass as she sucked the cum right out of me. She moaned low in her throat as she drank my sperm, gulping it like she couldn’t get enough. I felt my asshole tightening around her finger as I came my last.

“Holy shit,” I moaned.

Roxanne’s mouth came off my cock, her lips slick with cum and spit.

“See?” she said. “Trust your wife.”

After that, Roxanne explored my asshole with greater frequency, punctuating most of her frequent blowjobs with a finger in my ass. “Hey,” I said one time. “If it feels good for me to have a finger in there… don’t you think it would feel good for you to have a cock in there?”

My pretty wife thought about it for a minute.

“What a great point,” she said. “I guess that makes sense. If a finger feels good, a cock might feel better.” Her mischievous smile told me she had something nasty on her mind.

“You want to have anal sex, Matt?”

“Fuck, yes,” I told her.

“Good,” she said. “Then I’m going to fuck your ass.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked her, puzzled.

“You know what I’m talking about. I’m talking about a strap-on dildo.”

I looked at her like she was crazy.

Roxanne winked at me and reached under the mattress. She took out a small full-color catalog with the name of a familiar porn retailer on it. She quickly turned to a page in the middle. She’d already bent the page down.

“I’ve been thinking about it,” she said. “Look at this one.”

I looked at the picture of a gorgeous redhead with a harness strapped to her crotch, a big plastic cock sticking out.

“All right,” I said. “I’m listening.”

“You want anal sex? I’ve got the perfect way to get it. And I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to. You want anal sex so bad, Matt, it’s only fair that you should be the one to get your ass fucked.”

I could feel my cock stiffening as I imagined the way it would feel to have her behind me, thrusting into my ass.

I had to admit the idea intrigued me—it had even occurred to me. Once while Roxanne was giving me one of her incredible blowjobs with her finger up my ass, I’d fantasized that she had a cock and was ramming it in my back door. I pushed my wife onto her side and started kissing her behind, letting my tongue slip out as I moved toward her asshole.

“Uh-uh,” she said. “It’s your ass we’re talking about fucking.”

“All right,” I said, my cock throbbing. “I’m game if you are.”

Roxanne smiled. “I’ll get the credit card,” she said.

When the package arrived by express courier three days later, Roxanne was plainly more excited than me. In the three days since we made our deal, I had already begun to have second thoughts about giving up my anal virginity to my wife. Part of it was the wicked glee with which she talked about it; Roxanne and I had been fucking crazily in the last three days, three or four times a day. She was plainly in a state of heightened arousal just thinking about taking my butt. Whenever we made love she would whisper to me about how good her cock was going to feel going into my ass, and when she gave me blowjobs she always licked one finger and slid it into my anus, fingerfucking me until I came in her mouth.

I had started to really like it, in fact; the sensations were overwhelming, erotic and pleasurable. But I still wasn’t so sure about letting my wife strap on a cock to fuck me in the ass.

When she pulled the pale flesh-colored dildo out of the packaging, I felt my anus give a little involuntary clench. Roxanne had relented and agreed to order a much smaller dildo than she’d originally suggested—if there’s one thing I can say about my wife, it’s that she has a huge appetite for cock. Instead of the 9” cock she’d wanted to order, we’d agreed on the more moderate seven-incher. But it still looked huge, and thick, and I wasn’t quite sure I wanted to take it up my ass, even if it meant I would get to explore my wife’s back door.

But Roxanne wasn’t about to wait. The second she held the dildo in her hand, she smiled at me.

“Go get your clothes off and wait for me in the bedroom,” she told me. “I’m going to put it on.”

“Right now?”

Roxanne playfully slapped my arm. “Yes, right now! You promised!” She put her arms around me and cuddled up close, rubbing her firm tits against my chest. “Just pretend I’m a guy,” she whispered into my ear, her lips warm and wet against my neck. “If you don’t put out for me I’ll get blue balls.” She giggled.

“All right,” I said. “Promise you’ll be gentle?”

“Matt, I’d never be anything but gentle with that gorgeous ass of yours. Now get your clothes off.”

When she came into the bedroom, she’d put her skintight stretch jeans on with the dildo under them, creating a bulge like an impressive hard-on, ready to fuck me. She wasn’t wearing a shirt, and her perfect tits looked inviting with their firm pink nipples. But the sight of that cock bulging through her pants was making me a little nervous. The big boots she wore gave her an even more imposing look.

She slid her hand down to her cock and stroked it. I felt my cock getting hard. My wife was going to fuck me. She was going to fuck me in the ass.

Roxanne unzipped her pants and took out the seven-inch dildo, stroking it like it was a real cock.

She crawled onto the bed, kneeling on the edge, holding her cock out for me.

“Come on, Matt,” she purred. I could see her nipples standing out straight, see her face and chest flushed with arousal. “Suck it. Suck my cock. Suck my fucking cock, Matt.”

We hadn’t talked about this part—I had never wanted to suck cock in my life, but hearing my wife order me to do it excited me so much that I felt my cock give a sudden surge. When I took the head of her cock in my mouth she started to moan as if I were really sucking her. I began to pump my mouth up and down the shaft.

“All the way,” she ordered me. “Deep-throat it.”

“I don’t know how,” I said.

“Take a deep breath,” she said. “Put the head of my cock at the back of your throat and swallow while you push it down.”

She put her hand on the back of my head to encourage me.

The thick head of Roxanne’s cock filled my throat, and as I pushed it down I gagged. She cooed, “Come on, Matt. You know you can suck my cock. You know you can swallow it all.” She ran her fingers through my hair as I tried again—and on the third try, I felt her cock sliding down my throat.

My own cock throbbed as I started deep-throating my wife’s. It was easier than I thought it would be. I reached down and started pumping my cock, suddenly hard and horny for her. Roxanne’s slim hips moved back and forth, forcing her cock in and out of my throat. She moaned loudly, as if she were really getting a blowjob. That sound made me want her more than ever. I got into sucking her cock more and more, my heart pounding, my blood surging as I got the hang of it.

Roxanne practically had to force me off of her cock. “Get on your hands and knees,” she ordered me. “It’s time to get your ass fucked, Matt.”

By now I was so turned on I was ready for anything. All my reluctance had vanished when my wife had made me suck her cock. I was ready to become her ass-whore, ready to let my gorgeous wife slide her big cock into my back door.

I got on the bed and put my ass in the air, just as I’d seen girls do in porn videos. I could feel my cock throbbing against the bed.

Roxanne squeezed out some lubricant from the bottle that had come with the dildo. She smeared it over the head of her cock and then added some between my cheeks. She got behind me and guided the head of her cock to my asshole, ready to mount me.

Her cock felt huge as it pressed against my asshole. But when my wife told me to push back onto it, I complied. I could feel myself stretching, opening up to accommodate it. I stroked my own cock back and forth as I pushed myself onto my wife’s. I felt only the faintest hint of discomfort—and then the head of her cock popped into me, and Roxanne moaned as she slid it all the way in.

The sensations were incredible. It felt like her cock was fucking its way through my whole naked body. I gasped as Roxanne started to fuck me gently. Then I surprised myself at what I did.

“Harder,” I begged as I stroked my cock. “Fuck me harder.”

Roxanne pulled her cock out of my ass and said “Roll over. I want to look in your eyes as I fuck you.”

I rolled onto my back and put my legs over my wife’s shoulders, lifting my ass into the perfect position to be fucked missionary-style. This time my ass was wide open for her, and as Roxanne pushed her cock into me, she wrapped her lubricated hand around my hard cock and started stroking.

Her hips jerked forward and I felt her cock plunging all the way into me. She started fucking me hard, so hard I heard the bed slamming against the wall as she stroked me off. Her cock felt huge in my ass, but I wanted more. “Harder,” I begged. “Fuck my ass harder.”

Roxanne complied, pounding into me as she fucked her hand down over my cock. My orgasm was building inside me, and Roxanne looked into my eyes as she made it quite clear that she intended to feel my ass spasming around her cock as I came all over my belly. Which is exactly what I did, as opened my eyes wide and moaned, my cock shooting hot jizz over Roxanne’s hand and my stomach.

Roxanne pushed forward, leaning heavily on me so she could kiss me on the lips, her tongue sliding into my mouth. With my legs pushed back so hard, I felt like her little whore, taking it up the ass—just the way I’d wanted. Despite the fact that I’d just orgasmed, I wanted more. Her cock still felt incredible inside my ass.

“I love you,” Roxanne said, caressing my soft cock.

“Don’t stop,” I begged her. “Keep fucking my ass. Fuck me harder.”

My wife smiled. Leaning back, she pushed my legs up high and looked down at where her cock was thrust deep into my ass.

“Oh, I’ll fuck you harder,” she cooed. “Every single night.”

“Yes,” I moaned. “Please.”

“See, Matt?” she laughed. “You got your anal sex. Is it everything you dreamed of?”

I answered by pushing myself more fully onto my wife’s cock, as I knew I’d be doing from now on… as often as possible.