As a 20-something woman, I can openly admit I have a very, very prominent sexual appetite and have experienced my fair share of unusual sexual requests. To me, sexual compatibility is a very important aspect when choosing a partner. It's about desires, keeping the spark and creating an addiction to someone. So I never saw the harm in taking the car for a test drive before purchasing, providing it was safe and consensual of course. When the majority of your 20s was spent swimming around in the dating pool, this should come as no surprise. Everyone has needs and that includes us women, some of which are content with a bit of vibrating rubber, I however needed more.
I have always been a very open minded curious character, which when I reflect back has played an important part in my adult life. You certainly need to obtain these characteristics when you tackle the landmine that is online dating. Dating sites carry particular stereotypes and in my opinion, have become the lazy persons night club. Long ago you used to have to get dressed up, go on a night out, have a considerable amount of alcohol to gain a considerable amount of confidence, to loose all your inhibitions and wake up in a strangers bed the next morning. Now all you have to do is message someone "DTF?" (Down to fuck?), whilst lounging in your PJ's watching The Notebook and stuffing your face with Ben & Jerry's, letting your best filtered pictures do the hard work. I know this all to well because that person was me. Aimlessly swiping through people, looking for that special something. The thing about these sites is that you first look for someone that you find attractive, you then have a brief look over their "bio", general information; likes, dislikes, star sign, whether they want kids, how old their cat is going be this year, etc. Utterly pointless information when all you are looking for is someone to sexually satisfy you, a friend with benefits who if it all goes sour, you were never really that good a friend to begin with. But alas, I found one.
He lived local, tattooed all over, bearded, long hair, qualities that were absolutely vital. Ex-army. Physically, he was exactly what I needed. Unfortunately, back then the dating websites were still a fairly new trend, you couldn't be as blunt as you can now. The majority of users did actually want to find a long-term relationship that would lead to a Michael Kors handbag, Eiffel Tower proposal and 2.4 children. So you had to try and suss out what each others intentions were without scaring one another off. Lucky for me I had found exactly what I was looking for. He was down right sexual filth. He was considerably knowledgable about various sex acts and even more open minded than I was. I had no plans on getting into a relationship at any point back then, but I wasn't stupid. I was not about to make my way to a complete strangers house to have casual sex after finding out his name and penis size, anything could have happened to me. I had to bide my time, get to know him a little, build some trust, which also meant that my urges and desires to have him grew stronger. Hopefully by the time we actually met I would be ready to rip his clothes off and devour him. We continued to exchange messages and calls, fantasies and previous experiences, talking about boundaries and limits. I knew I had to have him, he knew exactly what he wanted from me and he had no concerns with telling me. He wanted me to fuck him with a strap-on.
Pegging is the official term used to describe the act of reversed anal sex. Instead of the man penetrating the woman's asshole with his penis, the woman utilises a strap-on dildo and penetrates his. It's recently become a common topic, with the likes of comedian Mickey Flanagan discussing the act on his most recent television show. Most straight men feel that pegging will jeopardise their dominance and alpha-male exterior, considering the act itself to be something of a homosexual nature. When in fact if you sit and think about it, it is very much straight sex, the act of penetration between a male and a female, it's just the women doing the penetrating.
I had no previous experience in this department what so ever, the tables were turning. I was used to being the submissive, the pawn in their elusive fantasies. So to have the roles reversed, where I had the power was a brand new concept and something I was a little nervous about. It was the first time we had met in person, I had done all the preliminary steps, added on social media, sent his name and address to a friend, tried to cover myself as best I could because at the end of the day, how much do you really know about someone? By this point, I was gagging for him, I wanted a whole night of lustrous, lip-biting, toe curling, adventurous sex. I was primped, polished and had my seductive underwear on, with a bag of toys and costumes at the ready. When I got to his flat he was even more arousing in person, the photos did not do him justice. He stood so confidently and had this assertiveness that you find in military men. He was welcoming and the chemistry was certainly there, fighting back the urge was hard but in retrospect having vigorous sex with him was the full my full intention. As the evening progressed, the foreplay began, leading to sex, again and again, various positions, places etc., It was intense. The atmosphere was chilled and calm and we were enjoying each others company with the added bonus of satisfying one another. Early hours of the morning he asked me to change into a costume i'd bought with me, a fantasy of his. He walked into the bedroom and I began changing. Just as I had finished, he walked out and admired the costume and the body parts it clung to, in his hand was the strap-on. He led me into the bedroom, where his bed was placed directly opposite a mirrored wall. He helped me into the harness and tightened it into place. I looked down at the rubber penis attached to my body and felt a sense of power. Not because of the inanimate object between my legs, but because I was the one that was going to be penetrating him.
Like women, men have an extremely powerful g-spot, called the prostate. If done correctly, you can stimulate this g-spot to create an intense orgasm, but you guessed it, its reached from the anus. Not only that but there are thousands of nerve endings inside your anus, and a lot of these can be pleasurable when stimulated too.
When you try something for the first time with your partner, regardless if one of you has done it before, the key to making it enjoyable and successful is communication. Start by setting some rules, a sign to stop or in our case, he was in control whilst the dildo was being inserted, once he was comfortable I was then able to do as I wished. This part was all about respecting each others limits, the last thing you should do is rush into anything you don't really know much about. This being my first time, I let him take the lead, he positioned himself on all fours in front of the mirror and I kneeled behind him. Out of personal preference we lubricated the dildo and the asshole with baby oil and he slowly backed onto it. I watched in the mirror at his face and could see he was wincing, but I was smiling. For once, a man was experiencing the same feeling that I had whenever I participated in any form of anal activity, that slight sharp pain that gradually eased as the penis would deepen. As he looked into my eyes and gave me the nod to assure me he was comfortable to continue, I did. I used my hips in the same motion I had seen men do when fucking a women. I grabbed his hair and made him watch in the mirror. I whispered dirty things into his ear as I bent over him. I used my other hand to stroke his erect penis and I was getting myself off on the moans and because he had relinquished all control and dominance to me. But it was physically demanding, being smaller than him I had to get him low enough to the bed that I could reach and after a few minutes the muscles in my legs were aching. It wasn't long until he flipped over onto his back. his legs split. When I saw him face on I felt a little confused, there was his penis, still hard, but just there. It felt strange. It wasn't playing any part in this sexual act, but I didn't see why it couldn't. Us ladies are fabulous multi-taskers, so it was no problem to wank him off at the same time. This just sent him over the edge and as he orgasmed, he came all over his chest.
Even though I had nothing done to my body, no part was touched nor entered, I felt thoroughly satisfied. I had a new found respect for men during sex, because ladies, it's a lot more effort for them to be the dominant ones than it is for us to reposition ourselves every few minutes. This type of sexual activity is not limited to straight couples and can be used for a variety of sexual preferences, but it can also help couples have a more frivolous and more intimate sex life. When I've discussed my experience with close friends, I get an abundance of opinions, ranging from females saying they wouldn't partake, to men considering it but wanting to start off with a finger then progress from there. It is ok to dislike something, or to not be keen on the idea, but I would highly recommend giving something a try before you completely rule something off the table, providing both parties are consensual and communicate well. Given the opportunity, I would be happy to do it again, but you do have to respects others wishes if they don't.
All the best
The Naked Blogger
I've decided to adopt the little summary at the bottom of my blogs and I wanted to take this opportunity to say, the male figure in this particular story now models for a very well known clothing brand. So just bare that in mind when you are next browsing through a magazine or website, it could be him. :p