Annalise Is Taken From Behind

Author's Notes

I hope you enjoy this story. It was written rather quickly to fulfil the requirement of publishing a story in the 'anal' category as part of the Survivor 2026 challenge.

Please note that it's purely sex driven with no real plot or character development.

I welcome all feedback, both positive and constructive critique, so please comment if you are so moved, and also vote without worrying about the number. 1* votes help me grow as a writer if you let me know what didn't work, while 5* votes validate that what I did for this story was enough. Please let me know what you liked, if you would be so kind.

This was written in UK English.

Story Tags: Heterosexual Relationship, Discomfort, Orgasm, Ejaculation, Sex Toys, Marital Relations, Butt Plugs, Face Fuck, Blow-Job, Finger-Fucking, Anal Play and Sex.

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Copyright

Analise Is Taken From Behind © 2026 by Duil2

All rights reserved. Duil2 reserves the right to be identified as the author of this work. This story, or any portion thereof, may not be published or used in any manner whatsoever, as a whole or in part, including to train AI software of any kind for any function, without the express agreement of the author and the publisher (Literotica) other than the use of brief extracts as part of a story review.

This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locations is purely coincidental. The characters are all productions of the author's imagination. Please note that this work is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters represented are 18 or older.

***

"So, we did it," Regina declared and I swallowed the tea I'd just sipped, placing my mug down to give her my full attention.

I leaned in and whispered, "Anal?"

My friend since childhood nodded and then giggled.

"What was it like? Did it hurt? Did you like it?" I asked, peppering her with the questions I'd had for so long. The idea of anal sex had caught my imagination many years ago, but I'd never had a partner that I trusted to put me first, once we started exploring that aspect of our sex life.

"Calm down, Analise. I'll tell you everything. It wasn't painful exactly, but it did feel weird. Sean isn't exactly small so we spent ages with lube, butt plugs and his fingers loosening me up before he tried. Then it took a lot of stopping and starting before he was in enough to make it satisfying for him too."

"But did you like it?" I asked.

She paused, thinking.

"Yeah... there was something really intimate about us sharing it and Sean taking care with me. Not that he doesn't usually. It was just different."

The waitress arrived with our lunch order and we tucked into our toasted sandwiches.

After a bit of time munching, Regina waved her hand, wiped her mouth with her napkin and bent down to her side.

"I got you an early anniversary present," she said, holding out a small bag to me.

"Oh... thanks," I replied, pulling the bag open. My eyes widened at what was inside.

"Reggie..."

"You've got to try it, Ana. That's your starter kit. I swear, Simon will fall in love with you all over again if you offer to try it with him as your first anniversary present."

I gazed in at lube, butt plugs and other items I'd no idea about.

"What if I don't like it?"

"Well, at least you'll have tried. But give it time. I'd tried it with other partners and it wasn't good, but with Sean we worked together to make it enjoyable for both of us. You and Simon have the rest of your lives to find out what works for you."

"Simon booked a week away in a remote cottage," I told her, putting the bag beside my handbag.

"Perfect. No worries about making some noise, then," she said grinning widely.

We finished up lunch, paid our bill and on the way out of the restaurant she turned to me.

"I expect a blow by blow account of how it went." She scooped me into a hug, kissed my cheek and as we drew apart, she slapped my bum.

***

Two weeks later I pushed hard on the lid of my suitcase while Simon pulled the zip around it.

"What on earth do you have in here?" he asked with a chuckle.

"Give me a break. It's the middle of winter, and winter clothes are bulky."

"And what's this?" he asked, reaching for the small bag Regina had given me that day at lunch. I lunged for it and snatched it up, hugging it against my chest.

"It's a surprise, for our anniversary."

His face dropped.

"I thought this trip was our present to each other. Did you get me something else?"

"Oh no. This is for both of us also but... it's for... the bedroom," I said and then laughed at myself as I blushed.

Simon smiled, waggled his eyebrows and pulled me towards him. I dropped the bag onto my suitcase and wound my arms around his neck.

"I love you, Mrs Hamilton," he said, lowering his head towards mine.

"I love you, Mr Hamilton," I replied, straining up to meet his lips with mine.

His hand slid into my hair and he held me in the optimal position for him to plunder my mouth with his tongue. A moan escaped me and he ran his free hand down my spine, gripping my bottom and pressing our lower bodies together. I ran my fingers through his deep brown hair and one hand down onto the back of his neck.

He broke the kiss and began to nibble down my neck. His hand moved from my backside to my breast. He kneaded and squeezed until I was panting.

"Si..."

I was wearing a long woollen skirt over knee-high boots. He stooped and caught the hem of the skirt as he turned us around and walked me back to the wall. I lifted one leg and swung my bent knee out to the side, affording Simon access to my crotch. I was getting desperate for his touch and my pants were damp with arousal.

He nodded to his own crotch in a silent request. I reached down, unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pushing them impatiently down his thighs along with his boxer briefs. His dick sprang free. He bunched the skirt up around my waist and lifted me. I wrapped my legs around his hips. While Simon held me up against the wall I moved my pants aside and guided his shaft to my entrance. He hissed in a breath as his tip sank inside the folds of my vagina. His arms found their way up my back and he gripped my shoulders. I knew what was coming and my lower inner muscles clenched in anticipation. I consciously relaxed.

Simon hesitated. I nodded.

"Give it to me, baby."

I wrapped my arms around his back as he thrust upwards. I gasped at the intrusion but as he sank to his balls he ground against my mound, finding my clit.

"Oh fuck," I whispered and he began to pump his hips. His head fell forward onto my shoulder and his body hunched around mine.

The pace of his thrusts steadily increased and my inner tension began to build. Simon lifted his head and sought my mouth with his. Our tongues entwined in mid-air.

My peaked nipples found friction against the inside of my bra, my body sandwiched between the hard wall at my back, and Simon's hard chest.

I gripped the back of his heavy shirt, willing him on to my release.

"Do it, Ana," he ordered. "Come for me."

My body obeyed and I trembled from head to toe, with the force of the climax. My inner channel constricted and Simon grunted, sweat beading on his forehead. He plunged up deeper and I felt the warmth of his release inside, pulse after pulse.

Simon drew back and smiled down into my face and I strained up to kiss his jaw. Slowly he withdrew and lowered my feet to the floor, his cum oozing out and down my thighs. He took my hand and led me into our ensuite bathroom. He grabbed a wash cloth and dampened it under the tap. Sinking to one knee he handed me my skirt, pulled my pants down and off and then cleaned me and himself.

While he put himself back into his jeans I went out into the bedroom to get clean underwear. I had pulled the drawer open when his hand covered mine and his breath tickled my ear as he leaned in and shut the drawer.

I looked sideways at him and he grinned.

"Go commando... I dare you," he said softly.

This was new. I'd never gone without underwear before and so I decided this may as well be the holiday for trying new stuff.

"Okay. Do I get a reward?" I asked, turning to face him. His hands landed on my hips.

"What would you like?"

"An orgasm while we drive, but not self-administered."

"Hmm, I think I can manage that," he said, agreeing with a kiss to my forehead.

Simon left to carry the suitcases down to the car and so I grabbed the Reggie bag and slipped back into the bathroom. I'd hoped to have more time so I hurriedly lubed up the smallest of the butt plugs. I bent over the toilet, flipping the heavy skirt over my back. I found my sphincter with the narrower tip of the nickel-free, zinc-alloy butt plug. I tried to relax but the awkward angle and not being used to doing this meant I couldn't quite get it to go in.

"What the fuck?" Simon's voice drifted over me and I glanced up. He stepped into the bathroom, his gaze glued to my bare bottom and the butt plug in my hand.

"Ah no... I've spoiled the surprise."

"You mean this isn't it?"

I shook my head and he then shook his.

"Do you need some help?" he asked, his voice cracking in that distinctive way it did when he was aroused. I glanced to his crotch to confirm and sure enough the familiar bulge was on display. His arousal fired mine.

"Here," I waved the butt plug towards him and he stepped forward. As he took the plug in one hand, he ran his other palm over the globe of my cheek. I shuddered and he chuckled.

"Where's the lube?"

I pointed to the unit that surrounded the sink. He drizzled lube onto my butt crack. I yelped as he pressed his thumb to my rosebud entrance and worked in the lube.

"Relax, honey," he coached and I blew out a breath and tried. He kept circling with his thumb and every second sweep he pressed against the muscle ring until finally his digit slipped in. I sucked in a breath as he gently pumped the tip of his thumb in and out of my anus.

"I'm going to switch to a finger," he announced and so the process resumed. When he managed to sink two fingers into my ass, I glanced over my shoulder at him.

"Enjoying yourself?" I asked and he gave me the widest, most childish grin.

"Right... incoming plug."

He pressed its tip against me and I pushed out just a little. As the widest part of the plug began to sink in I moaned a little with slight discomfort. It quickly past and I was left with a very full feeling, weird, just like Regina had said, but not painful. For a few minutes after the plug was in place Simon played with it.

"Okay... we need to get on the road, Simon," I said, beginning to straighten up.

"You're going to wear it?" he asked. "All the way?"

"I don't know. It might be uncomfortable sitting in the car. I've never worn one before."

"Maybe your reward will help with that."

He was blocking my way out of the bathroom and so I looked up at him. He slid one hand around my waist and down over the round of my bum, pushing the material of my skirt between the cheeks.

"Simon."

The tip of his finger found the flat base and he gripped the plug pulling a little. My hands clasped his arms and I let out an 'oohh' of reaction.

"That's fun."

"I'll let you know how fun it is for me tonight," I said and pressed a kiss to his cheek, as he pushed the plug back in.

"Right," he said loudly, smacking my backside and spinning to leave the room.

Wow, I thought. I've never seen him like this. I like it.

A while later we hit the open road and I was just nodding off when I felt my skirt begin to creep up my leg. The warmth of Simon's hand followed it, as he stroked my upper thigh, first the outside and then, tugging a little to open my legs, the inside.

"Is it time for my reward?" I asked, opening my eyes and sliding down in my seat to give him better access to my pussy. He was glancing between me and the road but I knew he would have engaged cruise control and the motorway ahead of us was clear. The heel of his hand pressed my clit while his long fingers opened the lips of my pussy, allowing the moisture to seep out. He spread it over my skin, all the while applying pressure to that little button of nerve-endings.

When he slipped one finger, and then two inside, my hips bucked to meet them, taking them in further.

"Make yourself come," he said softly and so I began to hump his hand. I reached down and pressed his hand flush against me while I rode it. The plug in my anus made the experience all the more arousing. I came apart in a mind-blowing orgasm.

"I could watch that all day," Simon crooned, easing his fingers out of my channel and holding them up to my mouth.

"Clean me, please," he said, wiggling his fingers.

I tentatively licked the tip of his finger. It tasted tangy but not unpleasant. I sucked him into my mouth, up to his knuckles.

When I released him he was smiling broadly.

"Do you have that bag with you? Are their bigger plugs in there?" he asked. I reached down and held up the bag. Rummaging inside I took out the middle sized plug.

"Push your seat right back and kneel on the floor facing it," he suggested.

I followed his guidance putting the plug, lube and bag on the seat in front of me.

"Flip your skirt up, lean forward."

"What are you going to do?" I asked.

"We're switching plugs." He reached across and found the base of the plug. He pulled and I winced a little as the plug popped free. He held it up and then frowned.

"Did you give yourself an enema?" he asked. I glanced up at him and nodded.

"Next time, I want in on that, please," he announced.

"Lube up the plug and then pour some onto yourself," he instructed.

I did as he said and when I dripped lube onto my backside he worked it into my anus again with his fingers before he took the plug. Everything was a little easier because I knew what to do and what to expect... at least I thought I did.

Simon put steady pressure on the plug while I tried to grant it entrance. Finally it breached, and with Simon's help of giving small push and pull motions, the widest part stretched my muscles wider than before.

"Oh," I tensed and Simon froze.

"Okay?"

I blew out a breath and tried to relax again and the plug slid in. "That hurt a bit."

He ran the back of his hand along my cheek and I leaned into it. He turned back to driving and the car slowed.

I put the lube away, righted my skirt and sat back into the seat, properly, securing my seat-belt again.

I squirmed, feeling the larger plug fill me.

"Take it out, if it's uncomfortable," Simon said and I smiled over at him.

"It's just a bit weird and takes getting used to, but it's not harming me, I promise."

I loved that he was so worried about me.

***

Another few hours later I awoke with a jolt as the car's engine died. I blinked over at Simon who was stretching in his seat. I looked out the window and sighed.

"Oh, that looks lovely," I said, taking in the beautiful white-washed cottage.

Simon swung his door open and slowly unfolded his tall frame out of the car. Once again he stretched.

"Mr. Hamilton?" a woman's voice drifted into the car so I opened my door also and swung my legs out. I hissed in a breath at the movement of the plug.

"Hello, yes. Irene?" Simon responded as I stepped out into the crisp November air. It was already getting dark and it was only 4pm.

I walked around the car and Simon glanced over.

"I'm Simon and this is Analise."

I shook the older woman's hand. She was probably in her sixties.

"How was your trip?" she asked and we both said it was fine, uneventful.

She led us into the cottage and gave us a quick tour. It was lovely inside. Cozy. The multi-fuel burning stove was in full flame in the living room and she pointed to a stock of logs to one side.

"You'll see around the back that there's a store with more logs, but don't hesitate to contact me if you need a top-up.

I let Simon see her out to her car as I needed the bathroom. I was just finishing up when there was a gentle tap on the door and I called for Simon to come in. He held up the small bag.

"Time for a plug change," he said with a grin, and reached for my hand.

I pulled back and his smile faded.

"I don't know, Simon. This one was a bit hard to get in."

He came closer to me and laid his hands on my shoulders. "We're not doing anything you don't want to do, but..."

He paused, shaking his head.

"What?"

"Why were you doing this... using the plugs?"

"To prepare for anal sex. It's what some people advise, especially if you're new to it."

"You want us to try anal sex? Tonight?"

"That was my plan... now I'm not so sure."

"What's the rush, sweetheart? We're here for five days..." He trailed off speaking and I guessed my disappointed face caused it.

I pressed a kiss to his lips. "Come on, let's switch plugs and get some dinner."

This time I lay more comfortably on the bed, face down, bum in the air.

"I think if I just have the bigger one ready, once the smaller one comes out, I might catch your muscles before they close again."

I looked over my shoulder. "That makes sense, I suppose."

Simon lubed up the bigger plug and the muscles around the one in situ.

"So, when you feel this one coming out try not to clench," he advised. "But, Ana, if it's really too much don't push it, okay? I'd hate to think you were hurting yourself for this. The sex we have is great and we can always find other ways to spice things up, if we need it."

I rose up onto my knees and turned to face him. I used a finger to beckon him to me and he leaned in with a grin.

I kissed his mouth.

"Love you," I said, assuming my earlier position again.

"Ditto," he said. "Ready?"

I took a deep breath. "Yeah."

I couldn't see what he was doing but then I felt his fingers as I guessed he was gripping the base of the plug. He pulled but not too strongly. My internal muscles began to react and slowly I could feel the plug being released out, as if I was having a pooh. Immediately, the first one cleared my anus I felt the tip of the next sized plug pressing in. It felt enormous, but I'd seen it. It was only marginally bigger.

Simon gave it a small pulse in and out and then applied pressure. I focused on relaxing and taking it in. Suddenly, the plug began to stretch my sphincter.

I couldn't hold in the groan of discomfort and the pressure eased.

"Check in with me, Ana." There was something in Simon's tone. A mix of concern and command that touched something in me.

"I'm okay, I promise, keep going."

The pressure resumed and I blew out a breath through the discomfort and then suddenly my body accepted the plug.

Simon grunted with satisfaction. "It's in. How does it feel? Is it okay?"

I moved onto all fours and looked back at him with a smile. He smiled back and rubbed his hands over my buttocks. His crotch came into view and his jeans were straining to contain his erection.

I turned, still on all fours, and brought my mouth within centimetres of his crotch. I looked up at him and he stroked my head.

"Want some help with that?" I nodded to his crotch and he laughed.

"Yeah, that'd be good." He freed himself from his clothes and I licked my lips. I liked giving

Simon blow jobs because he was very vocally responsive.

"I doubt I'll last long, love," he said softly and then hissed as I licked the tip, cleaning off some precum.

Using only my mouth I took him in fully, as far as I could without gagging and then sucked hard as I pulled back. As his dick popped out from between my lips it jumped. I repeated this slowly a few times and then Simon cupped the back of my head, gathering my hair in a loose ponytail. He didn't direct or pressure me but I knew it indicated he'd like me to increase the pace. I bobbed up and down on to his shaft, ensuring to make my mouth as tight as possible.

Simon grunted and groaned.

"I'm going..." he said, his voice strangled by the beginning of his climax. I held his dick in my mouth as his balls drew up, his hips thrust and his dick pulsed out rope after rope of cum. I worked to quickly swallow what I could. When he finished I gently pulled back and swallowed the last of the tangy, salty substance.

When out breathing regularised he cupped my cheeks and tilted my head up to him.

"Hungry?" he asked and I laughed.

"Yeah. That was just an appetiser."

***

We worked together in the kitchen and I sat through dinner slightly distracted both by the plug inside me and thoughts of what was still to come.

Anal sex.

After dinner we settled ourselves into the bedroom, unpacking and putting our clothes away. At the bottom of my suitcase there was another surprise but I'd hidden it in my usual pyjamas. It was 8pm when we finished.

"Will I open some wine, put on a movie?" Simon asked and I shook my head.

"You just want to try it, don't you?" he asked with a chuckle.

"I'm nervous. I won't be able to rest until we try."

I sent him to have a shower and then I had one. In the bathroom alone I put on my surprise.

When I came back to the bedroom, Simon was lying on the bed in only his boxer briefs, his hair still damp and a mop of curls on his head. He was reading something on his phone and so I waited in the doorway for him to notice me. He'd put on the bedside lamps and they cast a warm orange glow across the bed and the surrounding area. I cleared my throat.

He glanced up and then, as if he was in a cartoon, he did a classic double take. I straightened my shoulders and swinging my hips as seductively as the butt plug would allow I moved further into the room. Simon let out a low whistle.

I stood a little away from the bed. High stiletto black patent-leather shoes covered my feet, with them I wore sheer black stockings that were held up by a garter belt, also black. Above the lacy garter belt I had on a see-through net teddy with no underwear beneath. There were little red bows in strategic places such as the top of my mound and over each of my nipples as a pretence at modesty. As I moved, my breasts swayed a little, only gently supported by the material and the fastening at the gusset of the teddy or one-piece was causing the butt plug to press inward.

Simon had blindly put his phone onto the nightstand and was sitting up straight staring at me. His boxer briefs were tented and as I crawled on the end of the bed I lowered my gaze from his face to his crotch. He patted his lap.

"Straddle me."

"What have you got in mind?"

"Before we take that plug out I want to feel how snug it makes your pussy for my dick. You also deserve the first orgasm for wearing those all day."

An orgasm sounded great, but I wasn't sure about Simon in my pussy along with the biggest plug in situ.

He shimmied out of his briefs and tossed them to one side. As I moved into position above his crotch and he reached for my hips.

"You control this, now."

We didn't do this often... have me on top I mean... not the double penetration... we'd never done

anything like that before.

I knelt up and reached between my legs to open the crotch of the teddy. The flaps fell forward and back. I gripped Simon's dick and he groaned softly. Guiding him to my entrance I slowly lowered onto him.

I'd never felt so full in my entire life and the plug moved as took Simon deeper.

"Christ, I can feel the plug," Simon exclaimed, his fingers gripping my hips.

I settled down into his lap, taking him in to his balls. His breathing was shallow and my mischievous side came out to play. I flexed my channel muscles.

"Fuck. You're so tight."

I flexed again and he smacked my thigh.

"You'll make me come too soon, stop that."

I laughed and he groaned. I rarely felt so powerful over Simon's reactions as I did right now but it was short-lived.

"Off," he said urgently, lifting me bodily up and onto the bed beside him. He placed me onto my front and before I could do anything he gripped the base of the plug.

"Oh, Simon, wait," I squealed and he chuckled. I came up onto all fours. He snapped one of the straps of the garters against my thigh, making me yelp.

"Take off the teddy," he growled and so I squirmed and twisted until I was naked except for the garter belt, stockings and high-heeled shoes.

Simon took hold of the butt plug base again. He slapped a hand between my thighs to get me to widen them but I glanced over my shoulder.

"What's with all the smacking... cat got your tongue?"

Simon growled at me and gestured to his crotch. I'd never seen his dick as hard before. I reached for the lube and handed it back to him. He rubbed a generous amount over his shaft and some around the plug. He worked the plug out, the widest point making me wince just a tiny bit. He threw it aside. I watched over my shoulder with trepidation as he pressed his mushroom-shaped head against the still loosened ring of muscle. I breathed and relaxed and pushed out a little and his tip slid in.

"Oh... oh," it stretched my muscles so he stilled. Gradually, I could feel my body accommodate him. He reached under me and began to lightly rub my clit with one hand and with his other he rolled my nipple between his thumb and fingers. The pressure inside began to build and very slowly Simon began to rock gently and his shaft moved out a little and in a little. I glanced back at him and the look of concentration on his face was breath-taking. A bead of sweat dripped from his forehead onto my butt cheek.

"You okay?" he asked and I nodded, my shallow breathing making speech impossible. He slipped the tip of his thumb, I thought, into my pussy and out of no-where an orgasm erupted through me. I dropped my head and my flexing inner muscles sucked Simon deeper into my anus. He gripped my body on each side as his hips pumped into me. With each thrust he sank deeper.

Without warning my legs began to tremble uncontrollably and then a type of orgasm I'd never experienced swept through my body. It was from having Simon's dick in my ass, nothing else. I clenched everything and Simon swore and then he erupted into my back channel.

Both of us were lost to our own set of sensations.

With a kind of roar Simon finished and flopped over my body, causing me to collapse to the bed. We lay there for a few moments but then the dull ache where we were joined caused me to reach behind and tap Simon. He kissed the back of my shoulder and rose up onto his elbows. Gently he eased out of my body.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

I nodded, exhausted suddenly. My eyelids drifted down and I vaguely registered Simon moving off the bed. In the distance I heard running water. I felt Simon return. He removed my shoes, rolled the stockings down each leg and removed the garter belt. Then he scooped me off the bed. I snuggled into his body as he carried me into the bathroom. He lowered me into the bath and I sighed as the warm water enveloped my tired body. He climbed in and settled me into his lap with my head lying back against his chest. He reached for a soft sponge and began to gently run it over my body, paying most attention to my bottom where his cum was still oozing out of my anus. I relaxed to his ministrations and drifted into a light doze.

***

The next time I awoke I was back in bed, cuddled under the duvet. I stretched and then groaned. My body felt like I'd done a heavy workout. Muscles ached in places that surprised me and there was a tenderness around my bottom. I reached out and found the rest of the bed empty.

I'm coming back out of the bathroom when Simon comes back and I smile broadly at the large tray he's carrying laden with breakfast.

I climb back into bed and he joins me, settling the tray between us. The wonderful aroma of a full fry drifts up and my mouth waters.

"How is your body this morning?" he asked as he forks scrambled egg into his mouth and bites a large chunk out of some heavily buttered toast.

"I'm a bit tender but I think the bath really helped. Sorry I fell asleep on you," I grinned around the piece of bacon I was nibbling from my fingers.

"Yeah, the article I'd found yesterday said it might help ease out the muscles.

"What did you think?" I asked and he smiled.

"Wow. I don't think I've come like that... ever before. Naturally, it's not something you can do on the regular but as something we can turn to from time to time... thanks sweetheart."

"Well, happy anniversary." I leaned over and pressed a kiss to his lips that tasted of sausages. Simon's hand cupped the back of my neck and he pulled me closer as he deepened the kiss.

My stomach grumbled loudly and we broke the kiss, dissolving in to laughter.

We continued to eat, sometimes feeding each other. We touched and stroked each other between bites of food and sips of tea or coffee.

***

Three days later, I was surprised to answer a knock on the door to receive a package from the postman. I carried it into the kitchen where Simon was pouring some coffee for himself and tea for me.

"Oh... it arrived," he said with a smile and carried the drinks to the kitchen table. I set it down beside his bowl of cereal and sat down to sip my tea.

He pushed it towards me after a few minutes. "Go on, open it. It's part of our anniversary presents to each other."

I removed the Sellotape and looked into the small box. There was a more glossy box inside and I looked back to Simon when I read it.

"Anal vibrator?" I asked. He spooned up some cereal and milk and nodded.

"I thought we could have some fun with it between having actual anal sex." He pulled out his phone and after a few taps and swipes he handed it to me. A video was lined up and I realised it was a pornographic site but the video was a product test for this vibrator. The woman tested it and seemed to have quite a powerful anal orgasm.

While I'm watching, Simon, finishes his breakfast and puts his dishes into the dishwasher. I continued to unpack the vibrator. To my relief it was quite slim and short.

"It seems to link to an app," I read from the instructions.

"Yes, I have it here. I think it just needs to be linked once it's switched on."

I glanced up at Simon. "You've been planning ahead."

He grinned and I had to admit that the cheeky mischief glinting in his eyes was fun and appealing.

"It needs to be charged."

I set it up to charge on the side counter.

Simon dug into his jeans pockets and held up the smallest butt plug and the lube.

"Do you want to prepare?" he asked.

"Only if you can catch me," I announced and then bolted out of the room. Simon thundered after me. The cottage was small but the covered veranda outside encircled the entire building and so I wrenched open the French doors in the living room and skipped outside. It was a crisply cold morning and I shivered as I jogged along the back of the building. I could hear footsteps behind me and assumed Simon was following until I turned the corner of the veranda onto the front porch when he burst through the front door. I tried to back track but he was too quick and his arm wrapped around my waist.

I squealed and laughed as he lifted me off my feet. I pretended to struggle but really I was revelling in this 'horse-play'. It had been an age since I'd been in a wrestling match with Simon, which I'd loved.

He carried me inside the cottage and set me down in the living room. I reached for his face, cupping it and kissing him passionately. He walked me backwards until I flopped back on the couch. He produced the lube and plug once again from his pockets.

"Hold your legs up and apart," he said softly and I blinked, hesitating for only a few seconds. I was in a dress today with only sock on my feet. I bunched the skirt up, gripped my knees and spread my legs for him. We hadn't intended going out that day so I wasn't wearing underwear.

Simon grabbed a cushion and stuffed it under my back to raise my pussy but also expose my anus. He knelt between my spread legs and I yearned for him to eat me out, but no such luck.

Instead he lubed his middle finger and began to probe my sphincter. I panted a little as he slipped his digit inside, possibly up to the first knuckle and felt around, pumping it a little. I let my head fall back onto the couch back and moaned as he added another finger.

I was still the tiniest bit tender in there but I wouldn't have stopped this for the world. He lubed up the butt plug and pressed it against me. He tried a few different movements and finally I opened for him and the plug slipped into position.

He tapped the base a few times with his finger and I squirmed.

"Would you like a reward for taking that so well?" he asked and I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Don't give me attitude or I'll go get the biggest plug."

"A reward would be nice, yes," I replied and he winked at me. He leaned in and licked my pussy from the plug to my mound. I chewed on my bottom lip while he nibbled and licked my outer labia and inner labia until I couldn't stand the lack of attention to my clit much longer.

He had just begun to suck on my clit in earnest when the faintest beeps could be heard from the

kitchen.

"The vibrator is charged," he announced and left the room. I decided to remain in position. Not out of some sense of being obedient, but rather to be ready quickly when he returned. At least, that's what I told myself.

Simon tested out the functions of the vibrator and I shuddered when it began to give quick thrusts and vibrations. He held it vibrating against the plug base and my hips bucked. I lowered my legs and Simon looked at me.

"I want to lie down for this, okay?"

"Of course, whatever you want, sweetheart. Be comfortable."

He took my hand and helped me to stand and then I lay face down along the length of the couch. I put a cushion under my head and turned to look at him. I bent my knees and lifted my lower body and Simon smoothed his hand over my bare backside, now in the air.

He tugged gently on the butt plug and my body released it to him. He lubed up the vibrator and slid it in. It was longer than the plug and I whimpered a little as he pushed it steadily to the hilt.

"Ready?" he asked, holding up his phone where the app was open. I nodded and he tapped for the vibration first. My muscles clenched as the ripples floated through the sensitive nerve endings of my back channel.

Simon smiled and continued to rove his hands over my bottom and lower back, under the bunched up dress.

He tapped the screen and the tip of the vibrator began to mimic a small slow thrusting action.

Simon stood up and I glanced at his crotch. It was bulging and I reached out to cup his shaft. He leaned into my touch and suddenly I wanted nothing more than his dick in my mouth.

I fumbled with his jeans.

"Let's get naked," he suggested urgently and we both stripped off in record time. When he came close again, his erection pointing at me in earnest I sank to my knees.

Each time I brought Simon closer to his release he increased the activity in my butt. The vibrator was buzzing and thrusting inside me as I bobbed rapidly up and down his length.

"I want us to come together," I panted out, fisting his member as I caught my breath. His response was to put the vibrator on maximum and press both hands to the back of my head. I slackened my jaw and for the first time I let Simon fuck my face to the point of gagging messily.

As my anal orgasm ripped through me I grabbed his thighs and his sperm coated the inside of my mouth and throat, almost choking me. I pulled back enough to be able to swallow and his hand became caressing in my hair rather than controlling.

He pulled free from my mouth and bent I half to kiss me when an aftershock shuddered through me.

"Off, please..." I panted and he grabbed his phone, tapping urgently on the screen. I sighed and fell back against the couch as all sensations began to dissipate.

A little awkwardly Simon bundled me onto his lap as he sat heavily in to the leather couch. I curled into him and he stroked and soothed me. After a few minutes he parted my cheeks and pulled the vibrator free.

He lay back and snagged a soft blanket, draping it over both of us but tucking it around me so that the November chill didn't creep in.

I pressed tiny kisses to his chest. I'd never felt more at one with him, not even on our wedding day, than I did now.

"Do you think we'll ever have normal sex again?" I asked with a chuckle.

"Well, I don't know, Anal-ise. You seem to have been made to be taken from behind... in the behind."

Our soft laughter lulled us both into a peaceful sleep.

THE END.