My Pregnant Double Penetration Fantasy to Reality

In 2024, I was newly pregnant while my husband was deployed. Our sex life was healthy and exciting, but we had never done anal. I had used a butt plug on occasion when playing solo because it brought me to orgasm faster, but we had never tried anal and I didn’t really feel any interest in it.

BUT those pregnancy hormones had me lustful beyond anything I have ever experienced. I began dreaming very vividly about taking two cocks at once out of NO WHERE. Not from a desire to step outside of our marriage, but just wanting to experience being *fully used.* In desperation, I bought a toy with two dildos specifically designed for double penetration for my first time trying anal. I set the suction-cup base of the pair of dildos on one wall of the shower and braced myself with one hand on the opposing wall. The other hand helped with very initial insertion (yes I went very slowly and yes I used a ton of lube) and then those fingers *flew* to my clit. Hot water sprayed on my back.

The way it felt to spread that tight ring of muscles around something as large as his cock was *unreal*. I went so slow with the first slide. Then the second and third too. Beyond that, I know I went a little faster, I swear I don’t know how many strokes I lasted. My eyes were rolled so far back and my body was shuddering. I came so hard I was screaming and actual tears ran down my face. Over sensitive, I remember managing to pull myself off the toy and dropping to my hands and knees under the water. It was an earth-shattering orgasm. I had never experienced anything like it.

I could not believe how much I had liked it. I had always thought it was just something only men liked and only because they liked seeing their woman surrender to them. (I could relate to that ownership and surrender mentality.) I thought women online who liked it were just saying that or looking for attention. But I had been so judgemental and so wrong. I truly started lusting for it. I changed my solo play sessions to sometimes just being a vibrator and using a regular dildo for anal. The orgasms were so strong. I discoverd something about myself. I *liked* anal. I *wanted* anal with him.

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But I didn’t tell him. I didn’t ask. I was hesitant because it is so taboo. He is so damn straight-laced in many ways. We were both people who grew up goody two-shoes and him in a 90s-strict Chirstian household. We don’t drink, don’t smoke, have never tried drugs, have no tattoos, no piercings (other than the literal white pearl I wear in my ears). I was a straight A student through college and have a professional degree. We are very much the little-white-house-with-a-picket-fence couple. I know the way people present on the outside truly does not dictate their sexual preferences behind closed doors. He enjoys some kinkier things I have asked for in the bedroom and is naturally very primal/dominant in the bedroom, but it was STILL hard to imagine him wanting anal.

Towards the end of last year, I finally asked if we could introduce butt plugs into our sex. It was a way for me to feel him out without directly asking. He was indifferent, which didn’t bode well. I bought them anyway. But he did see my reaction to the insertion and then the level of mindless I get once he starts fucking me with that little jeweled plug in and became very pro-butt plugs. But he still never played near my ass with his fingers, never brought up the topic of anal and he never dealt with the removal of the plugs.

I started to get it in my head that he probably doesn’t like the idea of anal. He probably thinks it is too dirty. He certainly would have brought it up by now if he wanted to try it. This man loves-loves me and denies my nothing and if he denied me in this, I knew he would mean it and that I would probably feel a bit filthy for even wanting it in the first place.

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Fast forward to this past weekend… I was so needy. We had sex multiple times over the last few days with the butt plug and I just wanted him. I wanted to experience him, not the plug. I was afraid of offering anal and being denied and then feeling filthy for even wanting it in the first place. But I was so darn desperate to find out. It had been TWO years of trying to deny this desire.

Yesterday, I finally gathered the courage to ask him. Directly. No more hinting or hoping.

I approached him while he was lounging on the couch. I stroked him through his jeans for a few minutes. (This is casual and common. It does not mean I am requesting sex. I just like feeling him get hard beneath my hand even while talking about mundane things.) I wanted it to be a relaxed atmosphere, but also for him to not be blind-sided by a sex question.

Then I asked him if I could ask a “big girl” question. This was a way for me to further express that this was going to be a sex-relate question because I was asking permission to even ask the question. (In the bedroom, I am very much the submissive partner.) He, of course, said I may.

I just directly asked if we could try it. My heart was pounding. I did not give an explanation of why. I think just my reactions to using the butt plugs was obvious enough.

He *smiled* at me. Not a big smile, just a small smile. In hindsight, it was an indulgent, very knowing smile. I got sooooo hopeful and excited.

He let me squirm for a minute though. Did not say anything just smiled and watched me.

BUT THEN HE DID SAY YES! (I am smiling so big remembering this right now).

That smile and eye contact made me feel like he had known what I wanted this whole time and was waiting me out. Waiting for me to ask. I have been thinking about it last night and today, he is the type of man to like the psychological upper-hand like that in the bedroom.

Anyways, I feel like the luckiest woman and I have some shopping to do now for the supplies for prep.