ShyAnonyMale
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Ok first of all, first post here. I made this account to post this. Originally I was going to post it as a story that needs a little fleshing out (pun not intended) but at this stage it's more of an idea. I'm an engineer, not an author. There is some fetish stuff involved.
In my brain the story is being told from the point of a male narrator. I will start here and you guys can have fun and extend this however you wish.
STORY:
I am an agnostic but my wife fiercely believes in her Christian ways. We get along fine but she does like to tease me about the fact I won't attend church with her. She says I should go for the community at least, and I tell her I'd rather stay home and we can have sex the whole time to which she usually responds that I wouldn't last long enough to make up for the time she's there anyway. It's become sort of a game.
Now despite her being strong in her faith she can be a little kinky at times and we definitely have our bits of fun. Fun her good church going friends would definitely not approve of. We have played some light dominance games with each other, have experimented with some restraint, basically we are what I'd call lightly adventurous but nothing too crazy.
Well one Sunday morning I catch her as she's headed out, I'm still in bed. I notice she is dressed in some clothes that are rather fitting to her form. I made a joke about it by asking if she was headed to the bar or church because I wasn't sure with her dressed like that. She laughed and brushed it off, after all it's not like a married woman goes to church to pickup men right. She is of course a faithful woman. With that I rolled over and went back to sleep.
She gets home and I'm awake, preparing for the Football marathon because it is Sunday and that's what Sunday is for as far as I'm concerned. So she goes about some housework as do I until the games start. Then with about 5 minutes left on the game clock before half-time of the first game I'm watching she sits down with me on the couch and says she wants to see what's so thrilling about this sport. This is odd, I make a joke about it being almost over and an odd time to want to start. She plays it off and says she's ok with whatever she gets to learn.
Now as those 5 minutes of game time pass she slowly starts to get close to me, I don't think she's interested in the game. As it turns out I'm right because by half-time I wasn't aware of the game even being on anymore [THIS NEEDS FILLING OUT, INSERT PREFERRED FOREPLAY SECTION HERE. ALSO FOR REFERENCE 5 MINUTES OF GAME CLOCK CAN BE 15-30 MINUTES OF REAL TIME].
I notice though she definitely is taking control of the situation, somehow she ended up on top of me and I don't recall how. Using her legs and arms to pin my body down except for my arms she demands I reach up her skirt and finger her. That's when it happens, I reach for her groin and as soon as I feel it she get's this giant evil smile on her face. She's wearing a strap-on under her dress. How she was able to conceal it under something that showed her curves so well I don't know although it really doesn't matter.
Now I knew my wife was kinky but not this kinky, and I'm so heated at this point I'm not thinking straight. Honestly I'm feeling a little weak.
That smile was the last thing I saw besides the couch cushion for some time after that. She let me see her face grin for just a second, and then picked herself off me just enough to flip me onto my front and sat again pinning my thighs. I was helpless.
My good faithful Christian wife in her Sunday best including a cross necklace is pinning me face down like a helpless sissy, she proceeds to strip my shirt off. On the other hand the only portion of her body exposed is her legs, her dress just raised enough to expose her strap-on. She leans forward and whispers into my ear that she'd been wearing this all morning. She'd been planning this for some time, and was disappointed in me for not picking up on it. She told since I let her get this far I deserved what I was about to get.
While pinned down she pulled my pants down just enough to expose my anus and then I felt it. She thrust the entire penis into my anus and she did not do it slowly. She used all her weight to force it down into me as hard as she could, in fact her first thrust was more of a body slam than anything. As she continued to thrust in and out she asked me if I enjoyed the sin of sodomy as much as I enjoyed disrespecting her sabbath. She told me that dressed as she was she got stares at church that day, and maybe she should bring home one of the men so they could teach me how to fuck her like a real man should. She asked me why I was never able to fuck her anus as hard as she was fucking mine right now, and that maybe if I learned to fuck like she was fucking me she wouldn't have to fake her orgasms. She threw everything she could at me all the while getting louder and more demanding. Now I was rock hard by the time she slowed thrusting in and out, I don't know how long it was for but by the end I was aching for release. Then came the most kinky thing I have ever heard a woman say and probably will ever hear of. She leaned forward intentionally pressing her covered breasts into my back so I could feel what I couldn't see. In her sweetest and gentlest voice whispered into my ear "If you declare that you truly love Jesus I will give you release. Declare you have been wrong, and from now on you will worship with me."
Well at that point there was only one thing to do. I said in whimper "I was wrong, of course I will worship with you." Switching back to her heavier confident tone she rises up and presses the head against my anus, she doesn't even have to threaten me verbally because I know what's going to happen if I answer wrong. "Who are you going to worship with?" she asked. "You my loving wife." I said. Then she leaned forward again, pressed the strap on an inch or so into my anus (enough to press the point but not enough to cause pain) and in an even sterner demanding voice said "I am on top of you plowing your anus as if you were my slave, now who am I?" At that point I had to say it "Yes Mistress, I was wrong and will worship Jesus just as I worship you." At that point she relaxed, even laughed a little and reverted back to her sweet voice to tell me "Thank you, that is all I ask. You know I just want to save you because I love you." Then she leaned back off me fully, told me to roll onto my back again (at this point I'd learned who was running the show), so I obliged and she proceeded to take me into her mouth and give me what felt like the best oral I've ever had.
END
Ok I know this is EXTREMELY out there for some people but that's why it's here on Literotica and not a reality. You can probably tell from the writing but I have never had or received anal so there are probably factual errors as far as the logistics go. Also I'm not a writer so there's probably formatting errors. Feel free to correct them, and I promise you don't need to plow me from behind in order to change my ways like in the story. Although if you really really really want to...
DISCLAIMER: THIS IS 100% FICTION.
Edited: 8:03. Added some more obscurity for realism.
In my brain the story is being told from the point of a male narrator. I will start here and you guys can have fun and extend this however you wish.
STORY:
I am an agnostic but my wife fiercely believes in her Christian ways. We get along fine but she does like to tease me about the fact I won't attend church with her. She says I should go for the community at least, and I tell her I'd rather stay home and we can have sex the whole time to which she usually responds that I wouldn't last long enough to make up for the time she's there anyway. It's become sort of a game.
Now despite her being strong in her faith she can be a little kinky at times and we definitely have our bits of fun. Fun her good church going friends would definitely not approve of. We have played some light dominance games with each other, have experimented with some restraint, basically we are what I'd call lightly adventurous but nothing too crazy.
Well one Sunday morning I catch her as she's headed out, I'm still in bed. I notice she is dressed in some clothes that are rather fitting to her form. I made a joke about it by asking if she was headed to the bar or church because I wasn't sure with her dressed like that. She laughed and brushed it off, after all it's not like a married woman goes to church to pickup men right. She is of course a faithful woman. With that I rolled over and went back to sleep.
She gets home and I'm awake, preparing for the Football marathon because it is Sunday and that's what Sunday is for as far as I'm concerned. So she goes about some housework as do I until the games start. Then with about 5 minutes left on the game clock before half-time of the first game I'm watching she sits down with me on the couch and says she wants to see what's so thrilling about this sport. This is odd, I make a joke about it being almost over and an odd time to want to start. She plays it off and says she's ok with whatever she gets to learn.
Now as those 5 minutes of game time pass she slowly starts to get close to me, I don't think she's interested in the game. As it turns out I'm right because by half-time I wasn't aware of the game even being on anymore [THIS NEEDS FILLING OUT, INSERT PREFERRED FOREPLAY SECTION HERE. ALSO FOR REFERENCE 5 MINUTES OF GAME CLOCK CAN BE 15-30 MINUTES OF REAL TIME].
I notice though she definitely is taking control of the situation, somehow she ended up on top of me and I don't recall how. Using her legs and arms to pin my body down except for my arms she demands I reach up her skirt and finger her. That's when it happens, I reach for her groin and as soon as I feel it she get's this giant evil smile on her face. She's wearing a strap-on under her dress. How she was able to conceal it under something that showed her curves so well I don't know although it really doesn't matter.
Now I knew my wife was kinky but not this kinky, and I'm so heated at this point I'm not thinking straight. Honestly I'm feeling a little weak.
That smile was the last thing I saw besides the couch cushion for some time after that. She let me see her face grin for just a second, and then picked herself off me just enough to flip me onto my front and sat again pinning my thighs. I was helpless.
My good faithful Christian wife in her Sunday best including a cross necklace is pinning me face down like a helpless sissy, she proceeds to strip my shirt off. On the other hand the only portion of her body exposed is her legs, her dress just raised enough to expose her strap-on. She leans forward and whispers into my ear that she'd been wearing this all morning. She'd been planning this for some time, and was disappointed in me for not picking up on it. She told since I let her get this far I deserved what I was about to get.
While pinned down she pulled my pants down just enough to expose my anus and then I felt it. She thrust the entire penis into my anus and she did not do it slowly. She used all her weight to force it down into me as hard as she could, in fact her first thrust was more of a body slam than anything. As she continued to thrust in and out she asked me if I enjoyed the sin of sodomy as much as I enjoyed disrespecting her sabbath. She told me that dressed as she was she got stares at church that day, and maybe she should bring home one of the men so they could teach me how to fuck her like a real man should. She asked me why I was never able to fuck her anus as hard as she was fucking mine right now, and that maybe if I learned to fuck like she was fucking me she wouldn't have to fake her orgasms. She threw everything she could at me all the while getting louder and more demanding. Now I was rock hard by the time she slowed thrusting in and out, I don't know how long it was for but by the end I was aching for release. Then came the most kinky thing I have ever heard a woman say and probably will ever hear of. She leaned forward intentionally pressing her covered breasts into my back so I could feel what I couldn't see. In her sweetest and gentlest voice whispered into my ear "If you declare that you truly love Jesus I will give you release. Declare you have been wrong, and from now on you will worship with me."
Well at that point there was only one thing to do. I said in whimper "I was wrong, of course I will worship with you." Switching back to her heavier confident tone she rises up and presses the head against my anus, she doesn't even have to threaten me verbally because I know what's going to happen if I answer wrong. "Who are you going to worship with?" she asked. "You my loving wife." I said. Then she leaned forward again, pressed the strap on an inch or so into my anus (enough to press the point but not enough to cause pain) and in an even sterner demanding voice said "I am on top of you plowing your anus as if you were my slave, now who am I?" At that point I had to say it "Yes Mistress, I was wrong and will worship Jesus just as I worship you." At that point she relaxed, even laughed a little and reverted back to her sweet voice to tell me "Thank you, that is all I ask. You know I just want to save you because I love you." Then she leaned back off me fully, told me to roll onto my back again (at this point I'd learned who was running the show), so I obliged and she proceeded to take me into her mouth and give me what felt like the best oral I've ever had.
END
Ok I know this is EXTREMELY out there for some people but that's why it's here on Literotica and not a reality. You can probably tell from the writing but I have never had or received anal so there are probably factual errors as far as the logistics go. Also I'm not a writer so there's probably formatting errors. Feel free to correct them, and I promise you don't need to plow me from behind in order to change my ways like in the story. Although if you really really really want to...
DISCLAIMER: THIS IS 100% FICTION.
Edited: 8:03. Added some more obscurity for realism.
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), you asking for an editor, or what?
