If the Peg Fits

Mon, Dec 28, 2009

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If the Peg Fits: How My wife and I incorporated ‘Pegging’ into our playtime.

When I first confessed my desire to be ‘pegged’ my wife was incredulous.
“B-but isn’t that gay?” she demanded, flicking through pictures of girls nailing guys on websites with shocking names like ‘Strap On Bitches’ and ‘Bend Over Boyfriend.’

Gay? Not as far as I – and, fortunately, the sex-positive community at large – was concerned.

Despite the fact that being pegged seemed like a passive, receptive position, my desire to explore that aspect of my sexuality was in no way connected to a conscious (or unconscious) desire to have sex with another man.

In fact, my wife’s femininity was part of the aspect that made this fantasy so appealing to me. Sure, I was fascinated by the idea of being fucked from behind – but only if that experience was coupled with the sensation of my wife’s big breasts pressed against my back, and her long tousled hair brushing my neck. In short, I didn’t just want any cock in my ass – it had to be hers.

So we talked it over – and in the end, my wife agreed that pegging wasn’t necessarily gay – but she continued to argue that it was unequivocally kinky. The thought of her straight-laced, stiff-upper lipped, breadwinning husband adopting such an ostensibly submissive position was weird for her.

“Aren’t you the one meant to be fucking me?” She demanded. Somehow, the idea of me submitting myself to her didn’t sit right. Despite being a domineering little thing, she continued to have old-fashioned and traditional ideas about which roles a husband and wife are supposed to take in the bedroom.

I coaxed and cajoled and downright pleaded with her to give it a try, but she wasn’t budging on her position. As far as my wife was concerned, the only dicks in our relationship ended up in her (even the silicone ones.)

But in the end, I convinced her to give it a try; not with words, but by bringing home a strap-on. After a glass of wine or two, I managed to convince my reticent wife to try it on “just to see what it looks like.”

So she stepped into that nylon harness and wiggled it up over her hips. Then, nestling in her crotch, my wife experienced the sensation of owning her own hard, veiny cock for the first time.

And she fucking loved it.

There was something about having a big, hard cock bobbing up and down between her legs that electrified her. She told me she felt powerful; sexy. She admitted she suddenly wanted to fuck something; and wasn’t it convenient that I’d been going on for weeks about how much I wanted to be fucked?

In the end, that was how we incorporated ‘pegging’ into our sex life. These days, it’s still not something we frequently do (I find it difficult to relax myself enough to take her, ironically validating my wife’s accusation that I’m a ‘tight assed Brit’.) Yet when we do, it’s an erotic, exciting genderfuck – throwing all the preconceived bullshit notions of gender, authority and dominance out of the window and allowing us to just wallow in the wicked sensations of no-holds (or holes) barred sex.

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Britni TheVadgeWig says:

December 28, 2009 at 3:56 pm

I find the image of a woman in a strap on to be completely and totally erotic. It’s just *hot*.

I love that more men are realizing that taking it up the butt doesn’t equal being gay. Dudes have a prostate, and it’s about time they learned to enjoy it!
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