Whitney is in the bathroom getting ready, and by getting ready, I mean playing with the new appendage between her legs. I chuckle at the thought of her jumping up and down and swinging her hips in a circle like she always does when she puts it on. We’d already showered in preparation for tonight and now I was naked, lying on my bed as I waited for Whitney to come out of the bathroom.

I was already hard, the thought of going down this road with Whitney again making precum leak from the tip already and I grab my cock and drag my hand over it from root to tip. It took a minute to wrap my brain around the fact that I enjoyed this so much. That I enjoyed the feeling of something in my ass. Her in my ass. And not just enjoyed but would come hard as fuck. I eventually realized it was the fact that it was Whitney. The feeling of doing something with her that I’d never done with anyone else. Her small body rutting into me, chasing the orgasm while simultaneously giving me one as well as she stimulated my prostate. The first time we did it, she did it from behind with me on all fours, and after thirty years of having sex, I got to feel the other side of my favorite position.

They say that pegging was in ways a reversal of power and gender roles and I agreed completely. The sounds that came out of me when she was inside of me begging her to fuck me harder. The moans and groans as she penetrated me, trying to breathe deeply as I grew accustomed to something so new and foreign. She emerges from the bathroom with the familiar toy hanging between her legs, and I reach for the shot sitting on the nightstand and down it in one gulp, wanting my body even looser for her. I let out a breath as I watch her stroke the fake dick while her eyes don’t leave mine.

“I forgot how fucking hot you look like that. Come the fuck over here,” I tell her and she moves toward me slowly, making my breath hitch with each slow step toward the bed. My heart begins to race and I feel like it might pound out of my chest when I hear her speak.

“Are you ready to get fucked, baby?”

Fuck.

That was another thing about this. Whitney always talked dirty. She had a mouth on her that I loved, but hearing her say the things that I usually said to her in bed made the dirty talk ten times hotter. It’s like she channeled me when she was like this and every word that fell from her lips turned me hard as stone.

“Yes.” My voice is hoarse.

“Have you missed my dick in your ass?”