Do not feel intimidated by romantic pegging.
I can assure that receiving a romantic pegging from someone you are close to can be the most intimate experience. There is no better way to build intimacy, then to take a slow and patient pegging from your gal. The control that you must relinquish. The trust that a man must develop. Pure vulnerability and total helplessness. I love a nice, helpless man beneath me. Right where he belongs. These types of situations require implements because I am quite short and tiny. A little assistance doesn’t make me any less assertive and intimidating while I am about to plunge into your sweet little cavity. I was with a boyfriend a little while ago and he and I decided to indulge in a fun little drinking night.
He bought a bottle of tequila for us and we sat at the dinner table with only one intention, to get drunk and hang out. I did two shots immediately while he did three. We began chatting and then we decided to get a little twisted. We smoked a little pot and threw back another shot each. I felt quite warm and fuzzy at this point. We began laying it out all on the table. All of our fetishes, curiosities, etc. He expressed to me that he was interested in receiving anal and I informed him that I, in fact, owned a strap-on handy. He told me that he knew I owned one and always felt curious about it, but too scared to ask. I realized what he wanted, but felt too scared to ask for.
He wanted me to peg him.
He wanted me to dominate him and take him fully. I never really pegged someone in a non-humiliating circumstance. A light amount of aggression. The idea definitely excited me. It sounded quite fun. He informed me that he needed another shot in order to let go of his preconceived notions about taking it. We smoked a little more pot too, just for funsies. Once we both felt all nice and cozy, we went to the bedroom. He asked me why I brought a jar of coconut oil with us and I informed him that he was going to need it. I stripped right in front of him and then demanded that he strip in front of me next. I sat there and harnessed up as I watched him disrobe.
Lastly, I fastened on a vibrating dildo attachment. Once it lay firmly in place, I told him to lay with his belly flat on the bed. I kissed and nibbled all up an down his neck and back. Finally, I straddled him and rubbed the head all up and down his ass crack. I took a nice serving of coconut oil and rubbed it all around the head. I leaned it right up against that tight little hole and sunk into him slowly. Then, I grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head and thrust into him the rest of the way. I grabbed a pillow and tucked it underneath his hips. Then, I dragged my fingernails up and down his back. I kissed the back of his neck and wrapped my arm underneath his waist. At last, I was ready to show him some romantic pegging.
I began pumping into him in short, soft little pumps.
Slowly, I increased. Longer strokes and harder thrusts. I was finally pulling all the way back out and shoving all the way back in, milking his prostate in the process. I made sure I brushed it each time I slid in. Finally, I picked up the pace a bit. I could tell that he was nearing orgasm. I grabbed a handful of that hair again and pressed my body to his back. My tits pressed below his shoulders and my small little ninety-pound body rested on his back. I gave him the tiniest powerful trusts that my small body would allow. He seemed like he was right at the top, and then I felt his entire body convulse below me. Then he came all over my sheet.
He laid down face-flat on the sheets after his romantic pegging and collapsed entirely. I laid there on top of him and cuddled him for sharing his vulnerability.
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