Woman shifts gears with her right hand ~ MarriageHeat

Opening Myself (Literally) To Repurposing And Upcycling (A)

This post involves anal sex (A).


This just sort of hit me out of the blue not very long ago. My 65th birthday was coming up fast, and I wanted to do something different, special, exciting, and new for myself and my husband. If you’ve read some of our other tales here you know he, and occasionally I, have been fairly creative, so I was having trouble coming up with just the thing to try.

My hubby, being an engineering type, has a horrible joke. Question: How do we know the Creator is a civil engineer? Answer: Who else would put a sanitary sewer right through a major recreational area?

It came to me at what seemed the strangest of times at first, but the strange thing was that it hadn’t happened years before. I was taking my more or less bimonthly enema when I suddenly thought, “You know what? Maybe now is the time to find out once and for all.”

In all the lovemaking we’ve done over the last 45 years, every single time the tip of his erection even chanced to accidentally brush across my anus, I’d automatically flinched very abruptly away. He’d never shown the least indication by word or action in all that time of ever wanting to put it there anyhow. For my part, it was almost more of an instinct. It just seemed, if not so much wrong, just not what I was (you should pardon the phrase) aiming for at the moment. Other times, it just never held any interest for me.

Since discovering MarriageHeat a while back, however, I’ve read more about it. Some of the how-to articles must have sunk in and got me to wondering. Maybe, I began to think, that other little hole we all have could be repurposed or upcycled. I mean it was there; surely it could be put to more than one use. Others seemed to think so. Perhaps I should try. At any rate, I made up my mind to prepare myself and plan ahead. Not bad advice for a prime lovemaking session of any sort actually.

So, mind made up, I went back to MH and reread quite a few posts. Then on my own, I got out the lube and spent some time letting my fingers explore the possibilities inherent in me. One of the main concerns in much of what I read was that of the anus being so much smaller or tighter. This was why I’d decided to do a bit of manual exploration ahead of time.

It turns out that, in my case, what had been an aggravation and occasional embarrassment was a blessing in disguise. I’d never appreciated it as such before. I don’t know if any of you have this problem, but for years—whether at home or abroad—I’ve been the one to clog any number of toilets. It’s not like most of us go around comparing the size of our turds; at least I certainly hope not. I have it on good advice, though, from my husband (as he’s the one that usually has to unclog things) that mine are, in his opinion, amazing. He claims they are twice or even a bit more in diameter than most all he’s seen. Having worked his way through college in a Texaco gas station where he cleaned the restrooms, I have to believe he knows way more about it than I ever want to.

Enough of that though. The point was to make sure you have the room you need. I found that, with lube and very little effort, three fingers up to the middle knuckle fit snugly but not at all uncomfortably. I also found moving them about or squeezing down on them produced some very nice new feelings. It was time to see if I could surprise my honey.

After a nice birthday party with plenty of cake and ice cream, and the guests all gone, it was showtime. First, after a nice slippery shower together, I shooed a properly excited husband off to bed while I finished up in the bath. Second, I’d made sure to have done a real cleansing enema just before the party, and now for the very first time in my life, I thoroughly lubed up both of my openings. It was near superfluous for the first one, as just thinking about what I would be trying in a little while had that one lubricating itself fairly well already.

I was definitely feeling frisky and adventurous. My husband was lying there beneath the covers waiting, with his erection making a very noticeable tent in those covers. He made the tent wiggle a bit as he grinned at me. Cute. Oh yeah, he was raring to go. Little did he suspect.

Instead of climbing under the covers with him I caught a corner, flipped them off, and straddled him where he lay.

“Well, I like this. Ride ’em cowgirl!” he said.

So I did.

Taking hold of his shaft, I placed it in my cleft as usual and lowered myself slowly over it till I reached the base, squeezing as I went. And we were off to the races. I rode him till we were nearing release. Then, rising up till his tip was barely held in place, I paused to catch my breath and get his attention.

He was looking at me with anticipation and a big smile.

“Ready to gallop to the finish line, cowgirl?” he asked.

“It’s going to be a bigger finish than you know, my stallion. Think you’re ready for a surprise finish?”

“This stallion is ready for anything.” Little did he know the metaphor was about to change and head south.

“You think so, do you? Well then, here we go,” I said and a thrill ran through me as I took him in my right hand.

I hadn’t learned to drive a manual in my little Porsche for nothing. Quickly, in one smooth sequence, I rose just a tiny bit more, took him like a gearshift, and went from first to second gear. When he was in position, I sat down just enough to keep him there without my hand holding him if I turned loose.

The look on his face was priceless and precious all at once. The thrill I’d felt just planning to shift gears was now running in an exquisite shiver all the way to my knees.

Before he could say anything, I let go of the clutch and fully engaged second gear! For the first time ever in my life!! Girls, I don’t know what I expected really, but I’ve got to tell you it was amazing!!!

He just closed his eyes and moaned beneath me as I slid him all the way in. Then I squeezed down hard and started stroking, slowly building speed as my body demanded.

I could feel it when he suddenly came with a loud groan, and that pushed me over the edge too.

I just sat there recovering as I felt him slowly deflating within me.

When he finally opened his eyes, I asked, “Surprised, honey?”

He just shook his head. “That doesn’t begin to cover it. I never expected anything like that. Wow, just Wow! You are amazing. You know that, don’t you?”

You know what? He was right; sometimes, I  amaze even myself. And more importantly for the reader, if you’ve made it this far…

I’ll bet you can amaze yourself and your guy too if you try.

Just grab that stick, shift it, and good luck in second gear!

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6 replies
  1. CreamyPatty says:

    Very hot and sweet story rolled in to one!
    Now I am even more anxious to have Jim take me anally, I just need plenty of time to plan, clean and relax with plenty of lube. He has been very patient with me when we have attempted anal sex in the past and I have enjoyed his fingers and all, it's just when he begins to penetrate with his very large cockhead it's painful. In the past I have slipped it in a couple inches after he ejaculates and he is soft – and I love the sensation of him in me.
    I guess practice makes perfect so we will keep trying!
    Great letter, so well written.

    • Shrek4fun says:

      CreamyPatty, there are sets of different size butt plugs you can get to help you get accustomed to anal penetration. Lube, lube, and more lube. You dont want to damage yourself. You start off small and can wear them for a while. And when you get where you are comfortable with one then go to the next one. Slowly getting you accustomed to being stretched more. Build your way up over a period of time even if it takes months, until you get to a size that is equivalent to your husband. Then you will be confident and comfortable taking him in. Again, lube lube, lube.

  2. Realman says:

    I appreciate your choices of language and intentionality. Often, sex can be something that we tag on to the end of our day and we wonder why it's not worth writing about. I also appreciate the fact that you and your husband have not retired from pleasing each other. Keep driving!

  3. LovingMan says:

    Anal is not on our sex menu; however, like you, even after nearly 30 years of marriage we are still finding ways to sexually surprise our spouse! And we keep discovering new sexy things to do together. It’s never too late to learn or try something new in the sex part of your marriage as long as it is just between you and your spouse as God intended.

  4. 1blessedman says:

    Nice! Awesome birthday gift! My wife turned me on to anal play some years ago. We have done it a few times with her receiving. The last time we did it, she was banging me like a real cowgirl! Many times over the years, I have received. Fingers, toys, and other objects, kinda at a moment's notice!

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