So later in the evening, after we cleaned up the mess from the water pistol fight, things were getting pretty hot and heavy. Mostly thanks to the electric blanket being turned up to its highest setting and the very thick doona on the bed. The crazy sex we were having at the time didn’t hurt either.
So we’d pretty much fucked around the whole house and tried every position and form of foreplay. But I was still a little unfulfilled. I knew this was the time to bring up a very touchy subject…anal sex. See, I wanted it and she was the one who had the decision to permit or deny.
After I asked her she was a little shocked. She sat back and was quiet for a minute. The silence was deafening. Eventually she spoke up.
“I’ll let you fuck me in the arse,” [wooo fuck yes!], she began [wait? BEGAN? JOBE WHAT IS TO BECOME OF THIS STORY?]. “I’ll let you fuck me in the arse if [not an ‘if’!] I can fuck YOU in the arse first, with a strap-on.”
I was pretty fucking shocked at her diabolicalability.
No fucking way am I telling you what happened next. Needless to say things between us are a bit different since the weekend.