Pandemic Sex Story

Pandemic Sex Perk #1: Anal Love

One of the perks to the pandemic is being able to take my sweet time upping my sex game, which includes experimenting with new toys, especially anal ones. With the right sex toy, intimate oil and a sexy lube, I sometimes felt like I could quarantine for the rest of my life and be okay. I’d never had the time to really explore these sides to me, and discovering them made me feel so much more empowered and feminine. So when my boyfriend blew back into town and presented me with a clean bill of health, I couldn’t wait to show him all that I’d learned while he’d been away in Paris. I waited though. If there’s one thing that anal play has taught me is that it’s all about ‘the wait.’

I let Marc cook me dinner, some new thing he’d picked up in Paris, we drank a bottle of wine, feeling awkward and new, allowing out legs to brush, our fingers to touch, feeling the heat in these small moments.

But Marc knew something was up, he saw the fire in my eyes. “You look so naughty.” He laughed, but I could tell he was worried. He knew how much I liked sex and he’d been gone for a month. “I hope you’ve been good.”

“Oh,” I said, pulling him to the sofa where my new box of sexy anal toys were stored. “I’ve been so good. U wanna see”

Marc followed my lead, spotting the red box. He raised his eyebrows, curious. “What’s in there?”

I reached over and picked up the box. “I lied, I have been naughty.”

"I got a vibrator." I cracked the box open to reveal my new black vibrator that can be used for both anal and vaginal play, and more. “You can use it on your clit, your ass and,” I grinned, as he squirmed, “the soft section between your balls and ass.” 

Marc’s bulge popped in his pants. He gasped. He’d been wanting me to try toys forever, but I’d been super resistant to them. "Um..." Marc bit his cheek, shifting in his seat uncomfortably, “you have been naughty.”

“You have no idea.” I reached in my little box and took out my beads, dangling them in front of his face, “know what these are?”

He gasped. “Uh, only like my biggest wet dream.”

The pink anal beads were about six inches long and made up of four thick balls that got bigger toward the end. “You can use them to loosen up before sex, and they are usually pretty good because you can put in however many you want as you go."

“Have you done this without me?” He glanced out the window. Someone across the street, in a building just like ours, was standing before his open window watching. Or so it seemed.

“Aha,” I whispered into the dark room. “You know they say, practice makes perfect.”

Marc reached over my head to pull the curtain. I stopped him. “Leave it open.”

His cock spasmed, jolted in his pants. I couldn’t wait to release it.

“God, you’re driving me crazy.” His breath increased. “Making me insane.”

“Don’t you want to see what else I have?”

“Yeah, yeah,” he said, already out of breath.

I opened the box wide, he swallowed tightly, as though it was all too much. “I’m loving these butt plugs. So good for loosening up, if you know what I mean.”

The butt plugs were purple, with the smallest one about an inch long and the biggest about four inches long. There were four of them, and as the length increased they also got wider.

Not being able to stand it a moment longer, Marc grabbed my head and tilting it to the side, he bit my earlobe, his tongue flicked in the hole, my senses going wild. I closed my eyes, moaning at the sensation of his tongue, dreaming about what he would do with it. Marc’s tongue was gifted. He moved over me and I felt his hard cock pressing against my belly. Gabe slid his hand under my tank top, pinching my nipples. I ripped at my shorts and underwear, I couldn’t wait to be exposed, to be open, to drip.

"Are you ready to have some fun?" I asked, taking charge.
Marc stood up and pulled his shirt and pants off. My groin pounded with lust at the sight of his hard dick, precum glistening on the tip.

His eyes trailed lower, over my curved hips and tight ass. I could tell how much he wanted to see my wet pink pussy. “Get the lube,” I told him. “And the box.” 

He quickly glanced away, the desire to plunge his hard cock into my pounding wet pussy growing the more I kept it away, teasing him with a glimpse.

He leaned forward and pushed me onto my belly. He groaned at the sight of my soft round ass. He opened the box, grabbed a condom, the bottle of lube, the vibrator, and the anal beads. I couldn’t wait to see what he’d use first. “My turn.”

Like a man who hadn’t eaten in months, he ripped open the bottle of lube and drizzled it over my exposed asshole. Using his finger, he massaged it into my inviting, pink hole. He rubbed some of the lube onto the beads, then pressed it against my opening.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

Slowly, he pushed the end of the beads against my lubed ass. The first three beads slid into without any difficulty, but at the fourth bead, I couldn’t stand it any longer, I let out a gasp, squirming against the bed. It was so much more intense when he was doing it to me.

"Relax," Marc said. The feeling was both pleasurable and painful, and as the fourth bead pushed into me, I felt an almost burning sensation as my asshole stretched to accept the beads. As the fifth bead worked its way in, I moaned as tension began to build, I reached down and rubbed my clit against the pillow, longing for relief.

When he pulled the entire string out of my ass, I quivered at the sudden emptiness. I wanted to be fucked there, in my ass so bad. “Fuck me,” I spread my ass open for him, quivering in anticipation. Marc slid in the first few inches of his rock-hard lubed cock into my ass, while I played with my clit.

"God, you feel so good," he groaned. "I can’t believe you’re finally letting me.”

"It hurts," I admitted, pain and pleasure folding into one another.

Marc grabbed the vibrator. He clicked the on button, and the toy began to buzz. Propping myself higher up on the pillow, I moved the vibrator against my aching clit, Marc pushed the last few inches into me, and my god, I was experiencing the most intense, the most full pleasure I had ever experienced.

"Oh my God, Oh my GOD!" The vibrator felt so good as Marc began to pick up the pace, steadily sliding in and out of my tight asshole, his fingers digging into my hips, holding me as he plunged forward, faster and faster as I bounced my now wide open ass on his cock.

"Fuck, you’re amazing!”  He was getting close, his cock thickening like crazy. "I'm going to cum, I’m gonna explode."

I grabbed the pillow with my hands. Across the street, I saw with delight, our voyeur was right there with us, "So am I, baby, so am I."

Marc began to pound, and in a sudden explosion of pleasure, I came all over his cock, and he came too, pulsating into me, but I wasn’t ready to let him go, I writhed all over it, wiping my ass and my pussy all over his beautiful cock.

We collapsed forward, Marc sliding out of me, holding me. Later that night, we spread out a picnic of cheese and bread, we sipped champagne from the bottle, relaxed like never before. “This pandemic has been the best thing to happen to our sex life,” he said, leaning back against the sofa. Across the street, I watched as our voyeur silently left, and wondered if he had he come just as hard. I sure hoped we shared our love.

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