Wife takes it in the ass painful first time
**Title: “Painful Pleasures: A First-Timers Anal Odyssey with Her Possessive Husband”**
Welcome, dear reader, to a sordid tale of sexual awakening, where a once-jaded homemaker discovers the pleasures of anal delights. Step into the marital bedroom of John and Sarah, where life has grown routine and passion has faded like the floral duvet cover on their bed.
Sarah lay languidly on the mattress, flipping through a celebrity gossip magazine, while John pulled at his tie, ready to discard it after a long day at the office. As he stepped into the walk-in closet to undress, Sarah didn’t bother to look up, preoccupied with the latest Hollywood divorce scandal.
But then, John emerged shirtless, a wicked grin plastered on his face. “I’ve got a surprise for you, my dear wife,” he purred, sauntering towards her. He placed a small, black box on the bed. Intrigued, Sarah picked it up, staring at it as if it might bite.
“What’s this?” she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.
“Open it and see,” John replied, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
Slowly, Sarah undid the lid and gasped as she discovered the contents within. Nestled amongst silky folds was an oversized, flesh-colored dildo, adorned with intricate veins and ridges. It was bigger than any toy she had seen before. Bolder, too.
“I…I can’t use this,” she stammered, “It’s too big!”
John chuckled, his voice low and husky. “Oh, but you will, my love. I’ve wanted to claim all of you, every inch of your delectable body.”
As the initial shock subsided, a forbidden thrill coursed through Sarah’s veins. She had never considered anything like this before. But here, in the warm comfort of their bedroom, John’s desire was infectious, drawing out something primal within her.
“Alright,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, “But go slow. I’ve never…you know…”
John grinned, pulling her flush against him. “Don’t worry, pet. I’ll be gentle. At first.”
He pressed his lips to hers in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth, tangling with hers. His hands roamed her body, caressing, teasing, until she was writhing beneath him.
Then, he grasped her hips, flipping her over onto her stomach. She resumed breathing heavily, preparing herself for what was to come. John traced feather-light kisses down her spine, igniting little fires in their wake. Reaching her ass, he delivered a sharp spank, making her gasp.
“I love this ass,” he murmured, gripping her cheeks roughly. “And I’m going to claim it.”
He parted them, revealing her tight, pink rosebud. Tentatively, he brushed a finger against it, feeling it clench. Biting back a moan, he circled the puckered entrance, enjoying how it fluttered under his touch.
Sarah trembled, unsure if it was from fear or anticipation. The first touch of John’s tongue sent a jolt through her. He licked around the rim, then plunged inside, tongue-fucking her ass. The taboo nature of it made Sarah’s head spin.
John continued his assault, tongue delving deeper, stretching her slowly. He reached for the lube, slicking his fingers. Gently, he eased one inside her, stroking along her inner walls. Sarah gasped as he scissored his fingers, preparing her for what was to come.
Slowly, he added the second finger, then a third, stretching her open. She rocked back against him, whimpering as pleasure-pain suffused her. “More,” she begged, “Please, I need more.”
Grinding his dripping cock against her ass, John growled. “You want my fat cock in your ass? Fucking you so deep you’ll see stars?”
“Yes,” she hissed, desire overriding any fear or discomfort. “Fuck me. Make me yours.”
John notched the blunt head of his cock against her stretched hole, applying steady pressure. The tip popped inside, making them both groan. He slammed forward, burying himself to the hilt in one harsh thrust.
Sarah screamed as he filled her, sensation overwhelming her. Tears stung her eyes as a painful burning consumed her. John stilled, allowing her to adjust.
“Fuck,” he panted, head fallen forward. “Your ass is so tight, baby. Gonna fucking wreck you.”
He eased out, then back in, establishing a slow rhythm. The drag of his cock against her sensitive nerves sent jolts of pleasure through her. It started to feel so good, so right.
“Harder,” she urged, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “I can take it. Make me your dirty little anal slut.”
Her words unleashed something feral in John. He gripped her hips, slamming into her fast and forceful. Their skin slapped together as he took her hard from behind, grunting and growling like an animal possessed.
Sarah sobbed in rapture, pleasure drowning out the last vestiges of pain. She reached under herself to rub her clit, fingering herself in time with John’s pounding thrusts.
“Fuck, gonna cum,” John ground out. “Gonna fill your slutty ass with my seed.”
“Yesss,” she hissed, “Paint my insides with your hot cum. Breed my ass!”
With a roar, John came, emptying what felt like gallons of hot cum deep inside her. She clamped down, squeezing obscenely as she came around him, vision whiting out from the intensity.
They collapsed together, John still lodged inside her, his softening member plugging her hole. They panted, basking in the afterglow.
“That was…” Sarah started. But there were no words to describe what had just occurred. Only that she was forever changed. Her world had expanded to encompass a whole realm of pleasure she’d never known existed.
Wincing, John carefully pulled out, his cum seeping from her stretch, raw hole. Sarah squeezed her legs together, feeling his seed dribble down her thighs.
“Again,” she declared. “I want it real soon.”
“We will, baby,” John promised. “Every night, until I’ve expanded your limits beyond imagining.”
Sarah smiled, a dark, tyrannical glint in her eyes. “Yes, my dear husband. Now, let me taste your cock, so I can savor our wonderful new adventure.”
She wrapped her lips around him, swallowing his now-clean erection. Licking up and down his shaft, she began her anal education in earnest – a transformation from blushing housewife to unquenchable anal enthusiast was only beginning.
