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As a woman who was all the time curious about all things taboo, I felt a pang in my heart when I wondered about anal play. The idea of such a thing all the time intrigued me, yet I was far too shy to explore it. Until one night, when my boyfriend turned to me and suggested it.

At that moment, I felt my stomach drop, but I knew he was the right one to explore this new frontier with. In the privacy of our own room, I let him guide me, put me at ease and slowly, tenderly introduced me to what would quickly become a new, deeply erotic obsession for both of us.

The first time we did it, I was lying in bed, feeling the warmth of his body next to mine, his strong arms wrapped around me as we kissed passionately. We’d already made love, and I was languid, relaxed and feeling connected to him in a way that only sex could provide.

At some point, he rolled me over, his hands guiding my hips into position. I felt him tapping lightly on my backdoor, an almost teasing pressure. Without words, I knew that this was the moment we were gonna try it. As nervous as I felt, there was also a sense of excitement that I couldn’t deny.

He moved slowly, gently pushing with his fingertips as I breathed deep, trying to relax my muscles. I felt him trace small circles around my anus, sending shivers up my spine as I squirmed a little in anticipation. When he finally pushed his finger inside, I remember feeling overwhelmed, not just by the newness of the sensation but also the intimacy of it.

With every gentle press of his fingers, every stroke of his tongue around the area, my fear slowly gave way to gut-wrenching pleasure. He took his time, giving me moments to catch my breath, to readjust, to let me feel every inch of him slip inside me, sliding past my tensed muscles. And before I knew it, he was moving inside me, deepening the experience in all kinds of methods.

It was unlike any other sexual experience I’d had before, something inexplicably intense and intimate. I felt my body come alive in a completely new way, each movement that we shared bringing us closer together in a way that I never wondered feasible.

As months went by, we explored this new territory together, each encounter bringing us closer, more intimate and more deeply in love with each other. The fear that I felt the first time we tried it evolved into a deep craving, one that I would insist upon every time we made love. It was like a secret world, one that we shared together, that no one else knew about – erotic, delicious, and completely ours.

And now, many years later, we still explore the tantalizing, forbidden pleasure that he first introduced me to. But now we do so with even more knowledge, skill, and most importantly, trust in each other. Every time we indulge in this deeply taboo pleasure, it’s like falling in love all over again, the feeling of something completely taboo and indiscreet, deeply erotic and thrilling all at once.

We know that our desires may seem taboo to some, but to us, it’s just the ultimate expression of our love and intimacy. It’s a private, extremely erotic aspect of our relationship, one that we distribute only with each other. But it’s also a desire that keeps us coming closer and deeper with every single encounter.
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