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Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. Note 1: This is a Holiday Contest Story so please vote. My work laptop died and I realized I'd left the plug-in charger at work. Still having research to do for tomorrow, I went to my husband's office and grabbed his, as my sick child wouldn't let me leave him alone and go to my office and use my desktop.

I logged in and went onto Chrome. As I started a search, I was surprised to see the archival searches that popped up when I started typing the word praxis. I stared at the options I'd read in a Cosmopolitan magazine or somewhere about the sudden increase of pegging My husband, an ex-college linebacker and now lawyer, was not some sissy. In the bedroom he was in charge and I the submissive I had to counter these quick concerns with the reality that I wasn't a lesbian, but occasionally read lesbian erotica or lesbian porn when I pleasured myself In truth, if he searched my computer, he might become concerned or excited, because he could easily discover that I have a couple dozen downloaded lesbian scenes, mostly of straight women being seduced.

I also have a few authors pegging my husband stories who write lesbian erotica. That said, I have no intention of having a lesbian encounter, even though the majority of my jill off fantasies picture precisely that. Although I imagine my husband would eagerly allow me to go lez if he could watch I clicked on a link he'd followed just a few days ago and read an article about women who enjoy pegging their men, which included a 'top five reasons to peg your man this holiday season':. It's as good to give as to receive It's and women now have equality in society and, for the most part, in the workforce, so why not the bedroom?

After centuries of always being on the receiving end of sex, why not try and be on the giving end? They say the best gift is in giving, so give your man the ultimate gift The power of cock A cock has always been a symbol of power. A powerful lance that can create pleasure in a woman unlike almost anything else.

Although some of today's toys have made men easily replaceable; what man can compete with a Sybian? Once you see a large cock jutting from your pussy and ready for action you will instantly feel a rush of adrenaline as the customary roles are reversed. Role Reversal The strap-on in place, your man submissively on all fours in front of you always try this position firstyou're able to see sex from an entirely different point of view. You are not only in control, but you're also the one doing most of the work. As much as this way around will lead to him understanding what it feels like to be a woman, you will also learn what it means to be a man The Sounds of Sex You're probably not completely aware of the sounds that escape your lips in the heat of the moment.

These sounds or words arouse your man greatly, since they're subtle, or even not pegging my husband stories subtle messages that he's doing his job and doing it well. Not surprisingly, you hearing his sounds is equally stimulating Hearing a man beg to be fucked harder as he gives into the pleasure and allows his orifice to be given to his woman for a brief, intimate period of time is exhilarating. These moments can only be experienced when a pegging role reversal happens True Equality Sex can be give and take, and when it is, it's remarkably fulfilling for both participants.

Sex can be intimate and based on complete trust. Sex can result in giving ultimate pleasure to the person you love. Sex can wash away centuries of male dominated sexual hierarchy, and result in a mutual understanding of the needs and wants of both partners. Sex can be an experience of unimaginable love. I was trying to wrap my head around the basic premise that sex can be reversed completely Unfortunately, before I could click on another link and do more research, my sick son came in to cuddle with me and made me put the computer away and watch 'Finding Dory' for the third time today.

I quickly erased today's history and closed the laptop, my head spinning with a revelation I wasn't sure I knew what to do with. That night, I crawled between his legs and sucked him in the bedroom and he ended up flipping me on all fours and fucking me hard like he always did Yet, even though I wanted to ask him about what I'd found on his laptop, I didn't.

Unsure how to bring it up I researched the growing trend of men who are being pegged or who are just peg-curious. Is that even a word? The more I read, the more curious I became about pegging. The idea of my wielding the power in our sexual relationship intrigued me. This exploration led to me making a bold decision I wished I had time to order one online, since such a purchase would be extremely private and the internet offered so many choices, but with it being so close to Christmas there was no guarantee my surprise would arrive in time This would be the perfect time for some extended privacy, since the kids would be spending the night at their grandparents like they always did Pegging, Pancakes, and Play houses I went inside, armed with a list of five of the best strap-ons according to the internet.

But as soon as I entered the door and took my first glance at the merchandise on display I immediately lost my initial determination to barge in, make a quick purchase and rush out again. Instead, I lost all momentum and wandered around the store, in awe of just how many sex toys had come onto the market since my college days.

I still owned a small blue vibe I'd bought as a coed, but suddenly with all these possibilities on open display, I wasn't just looking at a toy for pegging, but perhaps a toy or two just for me. I was examining a long, weird shaped vibrator with something sticking out on the outside, trying to figure out how it worked when an unexpected voice asked, "Can I help you with anything?

Thank heavens it was a woman's voice, but even so she had startled me and I visibly jumped, as if I was caught in the act, even though I was in a sex toy store for God's sake, and I stammered, "U-u-um, yeah. I turned and saw a girl much younger than me, maybe twenty, smiling. She hurried to reassure me and said, "It's okay, there's nothing to be ashamed about in here; I'm here to sell you stuff, not to judge you. I was a customer here long before I got this job, and I still am.

She pointed to the weird extension and explained, "This part is to press against your clitoris and it vibrates as the shaft does its thing inside. I followed her down a row that displayed some wild bondage stuff mainly in blacks and reds before stopping in front of a whole bunch of plastic dicks. She asked, "Has he been pegged before?

One is a harness with a starter pack of three dildos of increasing sizes. She handed me the box. I looked at the different sizes from small, to medium, to 'oh my goodness gracious'. She then added, "Or, pegging my husband stories you want to get pleasured yourself while you're pegging him, you can get one of these.

She explained, "This smaller part goes inside you and it vibrates while you use the longer part in your man. She smiled, "It's exhilarating and empowering and he loves it I think more than actually doing me. I bought both strap-on's for us and the fancy vibrator for me and headed home, wondering how I was going to stage this surprise and whether, when push came to shove so to speak, I would even have the nerve. I'd tried on the strap-on cock a few times and felt a rush at just seeing a cock poking out in front of me.

I tried each cock, from the small, thin beginner weenie to the super cock and took selfies. I also put batteries in the vibrator one and tried it pegging my husband stories, actually getting myself off with it. I had to agree with the saleswoman, this was definitely not something for a first time pegging! I would never be able to focus on my husband if I had this insistent wasp buzzing inside me.

A wicked idea finally popping into my head and giving me courage, as I sent Jake to drop the kids off I whispered to him, "Hurry home. You're going to love your Christmas present this year,". I had dressed up in thigh highs, a plaid skirt, a white see through blouse and pigtails for starters I could hardly wait!

I went up to our bedroom and got into my outfit first. A pair of black thigh highs, knee high black 'fuck me' stiletto boots, with a black half-bra, my strap-on harness, and the smallest of the three dildos. I then went back downstairs next to the Christmas tree, grabbed the wrapping paper and tried to wrap myself.

I did my legs first, before getting onto my knees to do around my waist, the loosely wrapped paper especially hiding my real surprise. I did my body and my head the pegging my husband stories I could, leaving an open spot for my mouth before getting onto all fours, not taking any chances of premature exposure, and waiting. I finally got tired and sat down, but I couldn't move very much at all without totally destroying my inexpert job of wrapping.

I assume it wasn't a great job since for the final stages of my wrapping I couldn't see a thing, and how the hell are you supposed to wrap your arms with your own arms, but I think the majority of me was covered up, having used three entire rolls of wrapping paper I knew I looked like a crumpled tangle of paper, but that would change as soon as Jake started unwrapping me. He took longer than usual to return, but eventually he was home and apologised, as he walked in the door, "Sorry, but your mother can talk and talk.

I rose again to all fours and called out, "Don't worry about my mom. Just come and get your present. Or at least I assume he did. I could easily swallow all six inches of his cock and he regularly fucked my face I really enjoyed the roughness, the balls bouncing on my chin and my complete helplessness as I was used for his pleasure. He warned, a couple of minutes later, "I'm close," and began slamming into my willing mouth as hard as he could. I admitted, "I actually am.

I thought this would be a good idea and now As he caressed my back, he said softly, "it's really good so far. I love the way that bra shapes your tits and seems to be offering me your pink nipples on a platter. Log In Up. Explore New Story. Live Webcams Models Online Now! See all models online at LitWebcams. Swipe to see who's online now!

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