Slow and lovingly...at first.

“Don’t worry honey,” Sarah told him, rubbing his butt with one hand while she stuck some lube on her fingers and thrust it in and out of his asshole with the other. “I’m going to take care of you.” She lined up on the strap-on properly, already feeling how it filled her just like it was going to fill him. Then, she started easing it inside.

To Tom’s happiness, his wife didn’t just go to town on him. She made sure to take it slow, easing in before taking it out a little, stimulating him and letting it happen naturally. To his surprise, it felt really good, pleasurable to be filled, and his moans egged her on. Of course, Sarah was enjoying herself too, but the bad-girl attitude was spurring her on inside, impatient with being kind and gentle.

Still, Sarah did her best to fight that impulse. Maybe later, after he’s more used to it, she could really peg the shit out of him, but going too far now would be a bad experience for him. But soon, she could tell he was getting close, and couldn’t help herself. Almost all the way into him at this point, Sarah quickly sped up her thrusting going deeper until Tom had been speared to the hilt. If he had any complaints, he didn’t say anything.

Loving how this felt for her too, Sarah stepped it up further, pulling him towards her and she roughly began fucking his ass. His moans got louder, and she watched as his own cock started spurting cum onto the bed. The only thing was, Sarah hadn’t cum yet, so she just kept going. He almost protested at first, but it still felt so good, almost better than before. Finally, Sarah got of herself, and orgasming on the strap-on and loving every second of it. After laying onto the bed, satisfied, she told her husband, “Clean your mess up,” without looking at him. He did so without complaint, and Sarah was really starting to fall in love with the power she really held over him.