I had to ask him for butt sex...

Yeah, I did. I wrote up most of this blog post a while ago and just got back to final edit. As a condition of my parole, after swearing at my husband and being punished for it (see the misnamed post Spanked for not Spreading my Legs), he ended my punishment with this:

"Next time I tell you we're having sex, or if you initiate, I want you to beg me for it up your bum. It's part of your punishment. If you forget, or don't ask or take it eagerly enough, I'll wear your behind out with the strap. No joke. I want you to obey, not angle for a spanking."

This would have to be me

It was sort of appropriate because he had wanted sex and I was tired and told him so, and then he suggested all I had to do was lay there (jokingly, truth be told), and I got a bit angry at him and used the f-word to express my anger, which I absolutely should not have done. I was punished by having my mouth very thoroughly washed out with a soapy washcloth and then given a butt burner of a spanking. Afterwards I was contrite and didn't mind that he fucked me as forcibly as he did. He came inside of me but didn't let me cum at all and then told me that.

I blogged about the experience, and that always turns me on, reliving things like that, and then interacting with you guys in the comments which sort of deepens my shame feelings. Don't get me wrong, the mouth soaping and spanking was bad, but I couldn't stop thinking about how I was legitimately punished like a foul-mouthed teenager by Daddy. So I masturbated and got myself off. I know with some guys, masturbation takes the edge off, but for me (maybe for other girls too?) it makes me even needier for sex after the glow wears off.

So... I wanted sex from David, and as he was not offering, I would have to ask him, which this time would be a bit embarrassing.

I got myself all bathed and nice smelling, and made sure I was clean and empty inside. Then I went onto the bed naked, lay on my side, and pushed first a smaller, then a larger butt plug into me. I edged my pussy a bit as my hole relaxed to fully accommodate the big butt plug. Plugged behind and wet in front I put on my robe and went down to David who was watching TV.

He paused it when he saw me standing there and looked at me inquisitively.

"May I have... sex, Sir?"

"What kind of sex?" He asked with a glint in his eye.

I gave him his answer non-verbally. I dropped my robe to the floor, turned around and bent over so he could see the plug in my bum. I confess to actually blushing as I did so as I wiggled my ass at him.

"Use your words," he told me.

"Would you please fuck me in the bum, Sir." I said while still bending over. "I really, really want a bum fucking, really, really badly."

Let's pause there.

I realize what I was doing must be every guy's fantasy, married or not. I actually see it as my job as his wife to fulfill his fantasies (and he mine). He signalled last time he wanted a submissive wife begging him for her ass fucking, and I delivered, and am proud of it. I mean, he has no other girls to fuck, it's only me (and whomever else I may allow from time to time), so I think I have that wifely duty in exchange for his fidelity, even if it is, literally, "a pain in my butt", but was hoping good things would follow.

He reached over, slapped my ass, and said "upstairs to the bedroom, young lady. Your wish is granted."

I scurried up and he followed.

I reached the bed first and piled a few pillows and draped myself over them, the plug still up my ass. He undressed and came up behind me on the bed. He very gently worked the plug out of my ass and set it aside.

"Would you please whip me first, Sir?" I keep telling you guys, being submissive, combined with a hot bottom, makes me even want to take butt sex.

"Of course!"

He went to the bedside drawer and extracted the heavy leather flogger. He gave me a good whipping, across my ass and the backs of my thighs, not neglecting to let the tips of the lashes punish my pussy and pre-stretched asshole as well. 

I descended deeper into sub-space and could have taken any amount of whipping.

He stopped, put the flogger down, and went behind me.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes Sir!"

"What do you want?"

"I want you soooo bad in my ass!"

I felt his fingers lubing my hole and stretching me for his cock. He knelt behind me, put the tip of his cock at my asshole, and gently pushed in. No matter how much you prepare, it always hurts going in. He started pumping and I started wriggling around his cock and making sexy, enthusiastic noises for his increased pleasure. He took me that way, spunking deep inside of me.

"Very obedient wife," he said as he pulled out. "But I'm not done with you yet. Come with me to the bathroom."

I followed him, unsure of what we would be doing.

"Kneel," he told me. I knelt. Last time I knelt in the bathroom, it was to have my mouth washed out with soap.

He got the washcloth and the soap out. I almost cried! I had been a good girl. A very good girl. Was he still angry at me for the swear word? Was he going to cap-end my punishment?

He made the washcloth very soapy, just like before, then handed it to me and told me to clean off his cock as it was going into my mouth for round 2. Well that was a relief! I did such a good job washing his cock and then rinsing it. I put him in my mouth and it still tasted a bit soapy so I rinsed him again and re-tested. All the while on my knees I felt my messy, lubey, bumhole starting to leak a bit. I handed him the washcloth and asked if he would clean my bottom hole? He took it and he did, using more soap and more water to rinse, cleaning my pussy while he was at it, which made me very horny!

We went back to bed and he steered me to a side-by-side 69 position. He rested his head on my inner thigh, and I rested my head on a pillow. He began kissing and teasing my pussy lips while I took his cock into my mouth and sucked. He was not rock hard, but he was not entirely soft either, and as I worked on it it got harder.

I actually love having my face stuffed with cock as he licks my pussy. It's so naughty, and dirty, and sexy for me to have a mouthful of cock like that. More importantly, it distracts me from being too consciously hyper-focussed on my pussy licking which, paradoxically, makes it better for me in the early stages. I'm not thinking about getting excited, I'm just getting excited, if you see the distinction?

By the time he finally made his way to my clit, pushing up on the skin above my pussy to de-hood me, I was sooooo excited and on the very verge of cumming!

He stopped and made me turn around into a fetal position with a pillow between my thighs. He spooned around me, still in 69 orientation, head to ass, with one hand under my body to tend to my tits, belly, abdomen, and clit; and one hand free to roam behind me to my hair, my tits from above, my back, my bum, my bumhole, and my pussy entrance. I must have been a good girl, because this is my absolute most favourite position of anything! In fact, I'm scared of getting too much of this position because I'm worried if I get too spoiled with it I won't be able to cum any other way, and God forbid something were to happen to David, no other guy would ever figure this position out like David has!

And oh my gosh, has he ever figured this position out! He licks my clit as he runs his two hands all over me. Too many lovers neglect the skin as the most sensual thing ever. It's not sexual per se, but the feeling of having his hands run all over me is a huge amplifier of the sensations in my clit.

His lower hand settles at my low abdomen, pushing on my pubic bone and pulling the skin tight away from my pussy, super-exposing my clit.

His upper hand lands at the entrance to my pussy hole and circles around and around, making shallow little dives in and then back out again. So many nerve endings right there, at the entrance. Boys, do not neglect that! My pussy is soaked. I WANT to cum, but there's this one thing, at this point, that I'm waiting for. David plays me like a fiddle, modulating his tongue and moving it, replacing it with warm breath from time to time, to keep me at the edge.

His finger plunges into my pussy. OMG! This is what I wanted! It deftly seeks out my spongy G-spot and pressures it and rubs it intensely. When I'm not as excited, my G-spot stays hidden. At a point like this, it becomes very prominent, a spongy rectangle 1cm by 2cm, 1/2cm raised.

"Oh God!" I yell as his tongue goes back to my pussy, his underhand reaches up and grabs my tit fiercely, and his finger pumps onto and off my g-spot in a fucking motion and rhythm.

I come, literally screaming, in four fierce waves and any number of after-shocks. When my orgasm is this intense, it's one and done with me. I am utterly incapable of movement. David leaps up off the bed, kisses my cheek and heads off to the bathroom, looking very smug indeed (and deservedly so).

It's nice having a partner who knows you so well!