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There had been only thing I had not tried with Jimmy... anal and I wanted it, if I ever was going to do it, to be with him and soon. He was the amazing love of my life and our whirlwind romance just kept getting better and better.
To have said that I was nervous would have been an understatement. I had heard all kinds of things about it and had once thought it must be an 'acquired taste' for the woman since evidently it was every man's secret desire to get it up there, the final frontier.
This had been something my mother never told me about. In fact, for that matter she had never told me much of anything. I do believe now that in her mind ignorance guaranteed chastity. She was no help whatsoever in either teaching me or offering to answer questions.
Once I had been sleeping with Jimmy I had become so much more comfortable with the idea of having anal sex and I needed to know my own body.
I never had looked closely at it. I used a mirror and had a look. I wasn't sure whether I would or would not like what I saw. After all, when's the last time you did that?
I needed to explore myself by myself in the privacy of my bedroom or my bathroom. I needed to see how something entering me would feel and to either become comfortable with it or decide that it just wasn't for me.
I didn't want to try it with Jimmy first and then have to back out while he was trying to stick it in because I was either afraid or being hurt.
I knew enough that when I was tense my asshole was going to be closed tighter than I could ever imagine and nothing would be able to enter. It was amazing, I thought, how big a part of my mind played in the act of butt-fucking.
I wanted the decision to remain mine. No matter how much he respected me if I offered to do it without understanding what was required it would probably end in disaster and I couldn't afford that, I loved him too much.
I had to figure out how to be comfortable with getting it up the butt. I couldn't just ask my friend, Sue Anne, if she ever did it and how did that work out.
Visiting several adult websites, I got a lot of information. Most of what each one said was pretty much the same so I decided that was what I had to do.
I went into the bathroom and prepared an enema making sure it was a comfortable temperature. I wanted to be as clean as possible there. I didn't want him to get an infection and since we had not been using condoms it was unlikely we would if I decided to do it with him.
Trying to decide if I wanted to use the shower or the tub... I decided on the shower because if it didn't work out right I didn't want to be in a tub full of poop.
After the enema, though, I decided to move to the bedroom and do it there. It was a much friendlier place to be and if I fainted I was right there in bed. I didn't know...
I had lain there and took my fingers and moved them over the inside of my thighs and over my pussy. Eventually I was more comfortable with what I was planning to do and I drew my legs up and ran my fingers down the place between my pussy and my asshole.
Taking some fingers, I pushed against my asshole while my other hand was rubbing my clit. From what I had seen in the videos I watched, the women all rubbed their clit while having the man pound into their butts. Every one I looked at, though, seemed to be going too fast. I just couldn't believe that a woman could stand being slammed into so fast and so hard.
It must have been the 'naughtiness' of the act or just the excitement of doing something so different, so forbidden that I came hard after about ten minutes. I definitely felt relaxed after that and wasn't really afraid of doing it... at least as far as I had gone.
I wanted to take it nice and slow because it was late at night and he was gone on some military thing that I couldn't go to. I felt better about it because Major Paras had stayed behind.
Using the mirror again, I looked at my asshole. It didn't look all that big and I knew how big and long his dick was. I began to have misgivings about the whole thing but since he was gone and coming back two days later, this was my only chance to get something done in privacy.
I knew enough biology to know that the rectum could easily accommodate a large dick unless the man is a physical freak.
I had trimmed all my fingernails short. I knew that if this didn't work I had lost my beautiful inch-long nails for nothing so I had been determined to find out. I just didn't want to scratch the inside of my ass and really fuck myself up. How could I have explained it to the doctor?
I put on the vinyl gloves I got from the clinic downstairs for this great experiment but I knew we weren't going to be wearing gloves when we actually did it... that would a total turnoff and destroy whatever romance there was.
Smearing KY all over my asshole, I actually inserted my middle finger inside. It was actually uncomfortable for me... not the finger but just the position on the bed.
I decided that since I was most likely going to be in bed or on his couch I should try and position myself the same way we'd been having sex. Remembering back, we had more sex on that couch than we ever did in either his bedroom or mine... or that office floor.
Bending my legs up a bit, I brought my feet closer to me. I used my left hand to start rubbing my clit again and when I was feeling good I inserted the finger of my right. It was a little difficult so I squirted out and rubbed in some KY.
I decided right then that there was no such thing as too much KY. I could afford it. If this worked I was going to buy the stuff by the case.