When Did Butt Sex Begin to Get Better?
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watcher66: It sounds like your early experiences with anal sex weren’t that great. When did butt sex begin to get better? What has been your best experience with anal intercourse so far?
Truthfully, having sex got better when my masturbation got better. I know that might sound silly, but it’s completely true. When you know your own body, you know how to communicate with your partner. You can tell them what feels good and how things can be adjusted to make it better.
My best experience was at a local fetish party. It had been intended to just be a bunch of people who happened to be kinky getting together to watch a movie and chat; there wasn’t supposed to be any sex involved. Somehow the movie never got started and people started splitting off in pairs or groups to go to various rooms in the house to play and sex. My memory is fuzzy on the lead up because it was quite awhile ago, but I remember being on the couch with a couple beside me. They were into BDSM and switched with each other, but at the time she was acting as the submissive and he was acting as the dominant. He was using a violet wand on her and she was bent over next to me on the couch as he did it. She took my hand in hers as she sunk further into subspace and he and I began to chat.
He asked about my kinks and the like and I told him about the bad experiences I’d had with anal but how I still wanted to try it again. He shared some info and tips on how to do it better so that it would feel right. At first I thought he was just bragging, you know? Everyone says they’re good in bed and only some of them really are. But his wife assured me that it was true, he was very good at making anal feel amazing. I would never have suggested it because I never want to cross the wrong line or be presumptuous, but both of them suggested that he and I find somewhere private and he could fuck me and show me how it’s supposed to be done. I double-checked that they were both alright with that and they promised they were, so he and I found an empty bedroom and had anal sex.
It was a wonderful experience that I’m so thankful to have had. He made sure we went slow and that it didn’t hurt and really coached me throughout. He was very patient and kind, and the sex itself was pretty much exactly what I’d been wanting (except for having an anal orgasm but hey perfection isn’t always possible). Before I left that night I gave them both a big hug and thanked them for allowing me to have that experience. It was basically the one that showed me that what I’d always fantasized about was possible. I’d felt like giving up after the not-so-great experiences my freshman year of college, like maybe it would never be as good in reality as it was in my head, but he showed me differently and I’m super grateful to him for doing that and to his wife for allowing it!
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