Saturday I was awoken by my wife with coffee in bed. She had brought me coffee in bed before, but this was different. Wearing a black corset and red lace thong that immediately got my attention. I was up and ready to go. Gina handed me the coffee and then reached under the covers to measure my response. Smiling she leaned in and whispered "Why don't you finish that cup and get yourself cleaned up and ready for the day?" She smiled and turned leaving the room. I might've been disappointed at being rushed out of bed, but the way she nibbled my ear and the way the thong rode up her beautiful ass as she walked away, told me what ever she had in mind would be worth the wait.
I gulped down the java and almost jumped out of bed. I walked into the bathroom and on the counter by the sink was a package with a note saying "Alex, use this". The package contained an anal douche and a bottle of lube. The douche had a large black bulb to hold the water and a pink nozzle with ridges on it. It was small at the tip and gradually got a bit thicker. The nozzle wasn't huge, but was imposing nonetheless. I was uneasy about it, with the exception of medical procedures, I had never had anything in my ass, and I was always unconscious when that happened.
Gina was really into anal, she loved getting fucked up the butt almost as much as the pussy. Sometimes it seemed that she would rather I just eat her pussy and fuck her ass.
But what was this all about? Was this really for me? Maybe this was hers and she just forgot to put it away. I checked the note a second time, and it was clearly written to me.
After a few minutes of self discussion, I decided to go along with whatever Gina wanted. She had always indulged my desires (like the time she dressed up as a nurse and let me fuck her in the ass at the movies). I started to get hard remembering that one, and figured I'd better stop thinking and get moving. I re-read the instructions and figured it was time to set aside my reservations. I filled the douche with warm water and poured a generous amount of lube on the tip. Taking a deep breath I put the tip of the nozzle up to my asshole. The cold lube made me jump so hard I almost fell down. I regained my balance and composure, and pressed the nozzle to my ass again. It felt strange and foreign. I pushed it forcing it in. My ass fought against the invasion and I felt a surge of pain. I removed the nozzle from my burning ass, and grabbed the lube. If a little is good, then a lot is better. I rubbed the lube up and down the nozzle, as if jacking off a cock, generously coating the shaft. Once again I lined it up and slowly pressed it into my aching ass. This time the it felt different my anus started to tingle as hundreds of nerve endings woke up to a new sensation. My cock jumped, and I blushed to myself realizing I kind of liked the feeling.
"Am I gay? Or bi?" I thought as I pushed the nozzle deeper inside my ass. When it was all the way to the hilt, I took a deep breath then squeezed the bulb that held the water and filled my ass. It felt weird, but good. I felt full, and a bit uncomfortable. I emptied my bowels and repeated the process as the instructions detailed, and my cock grew firm as I inserted the tip and squeezed the bulb forcing the water inside me. This time it didn't feel weird, it felt good. The feel of the nozzle inside me and the pressure of the water filling me up.
I went to remove the nozzle and it felt so good, the ridges massaging my insides. I put some more lube on it and pushed it back in, and then out. In and out, in and out. My cock spasmed and my knees buckled. I almost fell to the floor. The near fall snapped me out of the moment and back to reality. I pulled the nozzle from ass and tossed it in the sink. My feelings changed to shame, as I suddenly realized I was fucking myself in the ass with the nozzle. My erection faded and I got into my head. What the fuck was I doing, Seriously, am I gay? NO! I was clearly into women and the thought of sex with a man did nothing for me. But what about how much I had enjoyed the nozzle in my ass? What would Gina think about that or about me?
I decided to jump into the shower. It was a long shower as I did my best to forget it all and just get my head back to normal. I dried off and went to put on my clothes, but...they were gone. The boxers that I had brought into the bathroom were not there. I looked around the bathroom for my clothes, and instead found a skimpy pair of thong panties. I picked them up and inspected them. They were a combination of silk and lace, black. I put them down and went to my dresser to get some boxers. I wasn't about to wear panties, the whole douche thing had me feeling pretty fragile, and I didn't think I could handle it. What if I liked wearing panties, and stuff in my ass?
When I opened my underwear drawer I found it empty. This was obviously part of Gina's plan, and so I walked back to the bathroom and picked up the thong. It felt good in my hand soft and smooth. I thought about my options, Go commando and risk spoiling Gina's plan, or wear a pair of panties. I had a sudden moment of clarity. "I am who I am, and wearing panties isn't going to change that. I remembered the time a few years ago that Gina and I had done a role reversal costume for Halloween. I had dressed up as a woman panties, stockings, a bra and a dress. It hadn't made me gay, and I remembered the sex we had that night. It was one of the best fucks we ever shared, Gina was so wet when we got home, we barely made it in the door. Did my dress up make her that hot?
I decided to wear the thong. As I pulled the panties up my legs and tucked my cock into the little pouch, I was turned on by the feel of the silky fabric and string pushing between my ass cheeks. It rubbed up against my virgin hole and sent a jolt of electricity through my body. My cock stiffened in the panties and pre-cum leaked through the material creating a large wet spot in the front. This was my "shame". I enjoyed this and couldn't deny or hide it.
I stood there for a moment embarrassed at my reaction, and the obvious stain. I was hoping that I could do this and keep my "shame" to myself. There is no way that Gina wouldn't notice it. I tried rubbing the stain, and my cock throbbed and my asshole tingled. My head was swimming, sensory overload. The feeling of the douche inside me, the panties rubbing my cock and asshole.
"Honey." Gina called to me from the Kitchen "are you coming? I have another cup of coffee for you."
Her voice surprised me and I almost jumped. My cock went limp as I thought about her seeing me and my reaction. "Yeah, I'll be right there." My voice was calm and steady unlike my nerves. I put on a T-shirt and shorts and headed downstairs.
Gina had her back to me washing some dishes in the sink as I entered the kitchen. She was wearing the corset, and a tight mini skirt, stockings and heels. I wondered if she was wearing the red thong under that skirt. I felt my cock throb as I watched her butt wiggle.
"Oh hey there!" She exclaimed as she turned and saw me standing there. "Sit down I'll bring your coffee." Her voice was sweet and soft like normal. I sat down and waited for her to ask about the douche and panties. She brought my coffee and sat down at the table with me. We talked about the day's plans. We had some chores to do, and the big game that was on this evening. If she had a plan for me, she made no reference to it. It was just like any other day, I would mow the lawn, and wash the cars. She would run some laundry, and tidy up around the house. We finished our coffee and I got up to start my chores. Gina pulled me to her, pressed her body against mine and gave me a long deep kiss.
She reached her hands around grabbed my ass. and leaned in whispering in my ear. "Maybe if we finish our chores fast, we could have some fun?" My cock jumped digging into her stomach. "Ooh, I think you're up for a little fun."
I thought about the panties and felt myself blush.
Gina noticed. "Sweetie, is everything okay?"
"Yeah, of course. You know I'm always up for a bit of fun. Better get to work then." I downplayed my embarrassment and turned to leave.
Gina smacked my ass hard as I walked away and I thought I heard a giggle. "Hurry stud, don't keep me waiting to long."
I couldn't get it all out of my head as I mowed the lawn. That smack on my ass felt good, the panties rubbed against my cock and asshole as I walked, and that nozzle moving in and out of my ass. I was more than horny, I was lust crazed. I wouldn't admit it, but I liked wearing panties and I wanted to feel that nozzle in my ass again. My cock was harder than ever before and leaking all over the inside of the panties. I finished the lawn and got the supplies to wash the cars.