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Pegtember: Harsh Alien Sodomy (Update 6)

8 October 2026 / / 0 Comments

My husband’s asshole had taken the first bit of the alien, a brutish toy that would be a challenge for any asshole, and I have found my husband studying it a few times, almost in awe that we are trying to get his asshole to take it. All. And it will, I’m sure, by the end of Pegtember.

It was all a matter of training, and every single session would have a stint of ass training, and every single session, he would take more than the time before, until it was all in, and then we would speed up slowly, until we get to full power and full length fuckings. His asshole is such a slut.

Wed (23rd) started with him sodomising me, and Anna and Carla coming to give him the spitting and drooling analingus. I went to the pub with Carla for a drink and some backroom fucking, whilst Anna was sodomised by my husband, and Anna played with the alien too, teasing him slightly about using it on him tonight.

And after a hard day’s work, full of stress, he needed a long pegging session to calm him down, to de-stress his brain and to focus him on the pegging and the feminisation. Anna and Laura joined me for his prolonged warm up, about ten minutes with other dildos, and an hours hard pegging with the tentacle, and then, the alien, me first again, getting him to the second nobble fairly quickly, and then slowly, with steady even pressure, pushing the brute further in. It got to the third nobble, and his breathing was heavy, his pucker was getting stretched, far wider than the early part of the alien. I paused, Laura stroked his hair to comfort him, and Anna told him, in soothing tones, what a good asshole he had, and how she was sure he’d take more tonight. Laura agreed, and I started pushing gently in again, the nobble stretching his pucker, before his pucker snapped smaller again as the nobble passed through. His breath caught in his throat, but his breathing recovered and I pushed gently on.

The main girth, ignoring the nobbles, was getting larger, every millimetre in came with several more millimetres girth. He was biting his lower lip each time I pushed in, so Laura got something out for him, a sealed bag containing dripping panties, panties that had been stuffed in both hers and Victoria’s cunts, panties they had both masturbated on, a lot, panties dripping in their collective cum, and she pushed them into his mouth, giving him something to suck on, something to chew on, something to distract him from the ordeal his asshole and pucker were being subjected to.

And it worked. I got it to the fourth nobble, then pushed the nobble through, and then stopped, with Laura still comforting him and Anna playing with his caged cock. That is where I was aiming for, but both Anna and I were looking at his alien-penetrated asshole, at his discomfort and thought I ought to push on a bit further. Laura started nuzzling him, quick pecks on the lips as Anna sprayed lube round the alien and I started pushing in again. Laura could taste hers and Vicki’s cunt juices on his lips, as the panties were still giving, but he did gasp for breath and I pushed it in again. I was a few millimetres from the fifth nobble, when his hips started moving, a sign he was uncomfortable. I stopped, and in soothing loving tones, I told him I needed his asshole to take just a couple more millimetres for me, just to the next nobble. Laura said his eyes were moist, but he nodded to continue, and I delicately pushed on again. His asshole had to last, and this was training.

And the last few millimetres to the fifth nobble caused him to draw breath through the tasty panties, and when I stopped that was it for new penetration that night. I held it in there to allow him to get used to it, and to prepare for what he knew comes next, some low speed fucking to that point. Because of the girth differential, I decided to start with just small strokes, keeping the largest part of the alien through his pucker, initially not taking the nobbles, just a few millimetres of small fuck.

Anna took over from Laura by his face, kissing him, tasting Laura and Vicki’s cunt juices from his mouth, stroking his hair, being comforting, whilst Laura just held his cock cage and watching the alien intently as it slid that few millimetres in and out, as I was holding his ass cheeks open to get the best view of the brutal penetration as my hips moved that few millimetres.

Anna reached under his body and took hold of his cock cage whilst still looking after his face and hair, still kissing him, and Laura then took over spreading his ass cheeks, so I could lube again in preparation for longer strokes. As I started rocking my hips again, Anna started kissing him, proper tongues kisses, her tongue interacting with Laura’s panties as well as his mouth, and as he kissed her back, I pulled the nobble out and went down to the next one, and then pushed back in to where I started from. Whilst he gasped a little at the nobbles flicking his pucker, it seemed easier at a faster speed. I did those slow steady strokes for a bit, and then pulled another nobble out, meaning he had two nobbled flick with each drive in and out. Anna felt his caged cock move as his cock tried to harden against the cage. She stroked his hair and comforted him as I sped up the strokes, and then, I went all the way, removing the alien to almost the tip, before pushing back in to the nobble he had taken, slow, steady, with a perfect view and Laura was still holding his cheeks open. Laura told me I had done over a hundred strokes, and I thought that was enough. Laura and Anna didn’t, they both wanted a turn.

Laura started, having been watching me, and replicated what I did, slow, firm, and soon was going as far as I did and as quickly. Anna watched and counted Laura’s strokes, as I snuggled my husband’s face and held his caged cock. And when Laura got to her hundred, they swapped, and Anna did a hundred too. My husband took 300 slow strokes up to four nobbles deep. He should be very proud of his asshole.

And after we finished, it was Anna’s turn to snuggle him, and Laura and I went off to Anna’s place to fuck. (Anna’s husband was fucking Tanya, Tanya’s husband was away).

Thu (24th) and Anna and Ella provided his dribbling analingus, and Stacey and Paula provided the pegging, cock cage in place, a pink frilly thong to move aside and fuck through, and a very very short black PVC skirt, one belonging to our friend Di, one she bought for her husband to ogle and fuck her in, one that is now too large for her, as she has shaped up over the last few years. As is now standard, a few strokes with smaller dildos, a long long stint with the tentacle, and then, the alien, and this time, I got it to the fourth nobble quite easily, then repeating the method of the night before, and Paula providing dripping fragrant panties belonging to her daughter Abi, retrieved from her bedroom floor after a female friend stayed the night. My husband took up to the fifth nobble in slow deliberate strokes, taking the nobble with moist eyes, but calm because of Paula stroking his hair and kissing him. Now, it got wider quickly, and the final nobble, well it was two really and then it would be all the way in.

I kept pushing, a millimetre at a time, as he yelped a bit and sucked hard on Paula’s daughter Abi’s panties. He had me stop, just to allow his asshole to get used to the level of stretching, and then I carried on, all the time Stacey wanking on the cage, making his cock suffer as much as his asshole was. He was a few millimetres off the final nobble, and his yelps and distress made me stop. Each of the women inspected where to fuck to, and then, I gave him a hundred strokes, as yesterday, starting short and ending full length, and then Paula and then Stacey gave him a hundred strokes too. He was so close to getting it all in, but that last stretch, especially over the nobbles, would be huge.

Paula stayed with him to love and care for him, whilst I went and got my asshole fucked by Stacey’s boyfriend, and Stacey went to get fucked by Helen’s husband, as her boyfriend sodomised Helen the night before.

Fri (25th) and it is really starting to feel like the home straight now. Only six days left, only a few millimetres of the alien left, and my husband kept Di’s PVC skirt on for most of Friday. Me, I was free-use fucked for most of the day, four cunt fucks, four ass fucks and bred, twice. Paula, Stacey and Ella all did the sloppy rimming. My husband was on video calls wearing the skirt, Ella under his desk masturbating him and sucking the cum from his cock, as I was getting fucked over and over downstairs.

That night, his pegging was long and harsh. Carla, Helen and a late call-up for Ella, as I was exhausted and still being free-used as we were preparing to peg him. They had the French Maid outfit, and were liberally spanking him throughout the pegging, which resulted in Carla getting the alien in to the last nobble, but not including it, and then all three fucked him to that point a hundred strokes each. His spanking was a hundred strokes too. Ella liked symmetry.

And Ella liked giving him aftercare, sucking his cock clear of all his cum, being the big spoon with the tentacle on her harness being buried in his asshole and her thighs and waist being strapped to his, her tits pressing against his back, her hand over his body stroking his released cock. Helen went to be bred by the two farm hands, and I had a night with Carla, when what I needed was to sleep and be cuddled, and what I got was a hard vicious fuck from her fucking machine.

Sat (26th) saw my husband do two doses of Submissive Sodomy on Ella, separated by Ella and Stacey’s sloppy soothing analingus on him, ending up with a very emotional and loving Ella. Rose’s husband and then Helen’s husband did Submissive Sodomy on me, separated by them both doing sloppy soothing analingus on me, soothing my asshole ravaged by the fucking machine, and the first cock of the day. I tried to rest during the day, but what with being free-used, and my excitement that tonight, I might get the alien the whole way in, I really didn’t get any rest.

And as this was our last Saturday Party, we had a bumper list of peggers. Laura, Victoria, Paula, Ella and Stacey, the dripping panties were provided by Victoria (her juices added to by a couple of the girls at her workplace), the cock cage was in place, the schoolgirl outfit was deployed, as were Ella and Stacey’s, I told my husband he was in for over two hours of pegging, ninety minutes with the tentacle, and then, the piece de resistance, a full half hour with the alien. I think he was shocked. I nuzzled him and kissed him as Victoria got up to speed with the tentacle. The girls swapped regularly to keep themselves fresh. He had no such luxury, and once his ninety minutes with the tentacle was up, Laura starting with the alien, fucking as far as we had before, up to the final nobble. She knew she was warm up. She knew what I wanted to do.

As Laura passed the alien to me, Vicki dropped to her knees, nuzzled his face, tasted her own and workmates juices on his mouth, and reassured him he was in good hands. I started strokes, full length up the final nobble, getting up speed, and one time, just pushed that little bit further, made him yell as the nobble popped through his pucker, and Vicki soothed him as he calmed down, the alien all the way in, the harness pushed against his ass cheeks. He was crying just a tad, and Vicki and the others congratulated and comforted him, and I began fucking his asshole again, this time, going all the way in and out each time. As I was speeding up fucking him, Laura took over at his face, as Vicki removed the cock cage and had his cock in her mouth, just existing, a little light sucking, swallowing the shots of cum that the strokes were depositing in her mouth.

I did a hundred of the full length, the others did fifty. That was enough. That was probably too many, but he took them. He always took them, no matter how much his asshole was moaning. And as Paula did the tentacle in his ass big spoon snuggling of him, as a reward, Laura and Victoria fucked in his eyeline, followed by Ella and Stacey. And Paula snuggled him all night, and Laura and Vicki pegged me. They called it payback, for him. My asshole was sore, but I came and came. I guess I deserved that, for all I’ve put my husband’s asshole through. Still, it is the final week now, he had already taken the whole alien, and now, it was just a matter of speeding up the fucking.

Pegtember: “Schoolgirls”, Listening and Tentacle-Filled Aftercare (Update 4)

24 September 2026 / / 0 Comments

It is half way in our Pegtember challenge, and I was away for work, getting myself copiously fucked in the process. But he was at home, being pegged nightly by a rotating cast of big-titted vixens, who were filming the events and keeping me fully informed.

Wednesday (16th) saw Ella giving him his first sloppy spitting rimming session of the day, but she ended up taking a Submissive Sodomy session first. Poppy gave him his other rimming and then I spoke to him, did a welfare check from afar. He was looking forward to the evening, when Nikki would be there for her first night of pegging, with Ella and Stacey. Nikki wanted the schoolgirl outfit, and she’d brought hers too, as she was enjoying schoolgirl fucks herself at the moment, and she hoped the following day, my husband would fuck her in hers. Ella and Stacey were wearing theirs again, their micro-skirts being as short as Nikki’s. She picked some backless tiny white frilly panties for him, and after Stacey lubed his asshole and Nikki’s dildo, she pushed the dildo in through the panties, pushing at his pucker until it took it. For a warm-up dildo, it was fairly large, and she fucked with enthusiasm and with power. It’s been too long since she’d pegged a man. She went hard.

In between peggings, the “schoolgirls” made out, kissing, masturbating, all within his vision, but without him being able to touch. Sometimes, whilst two of them made out, the other played with his uncaged cock, milking little drops of cum and pre-cum out of him, squeezing and stretching his balls, as he was admonished for reacting to “schoolgirls” fucking, and being spanked for it, before the next pegging began. His cock swollen, his ass red, his asshole sore, but still he carried on, still he loved what he was watching, still he took the punishment his ass and cock was receiving.

But since she arrived, Nikki had been adoring the tentacle, stroking it, playing with this monster, wondering just how his asshole would take that all in, teasing him for his upcoming pegging with it, and he knew Nikki was in awe of it, he knew she’d fuck him ridiculously hard with it, he knew his ass would know she’d used it. And she did, hard for a long time, all the time Ella and Stacey took turns with one kissing him and twisting his nipples whilst the other squeezed his balls and masturbated his cock, somehow managing to extract more little drops of cum and pre-cum.

His cock made a mess, his ass was a mess with all the lube, and after she ran out of steam, Nikki snuggled behind him, arms around his body pulling him tight, his ass still fully impaled by the tentacle, a kind of loving aftercare whilst still having his asshole fully impaled, whilst still being reminded of his filling and her possession. He went to sleep almost immediately, contented.

Thursday (17th) saw him awake still in Nikki’s arms, still impaled by the tentacle. She carefully removed it from his asshole, before removing the harness and giving him a long loving sloppy blow job, preparing his cock, making it hard, making it ready to invade her own asshole, to give her a hard dose of Submissive Sodomy. That he did, driving hard and for a long time, taking his asshole’s discomfort out on hers, all the while denying her an orgasm she so desperately wanted.

Submissive Sodomy certainly worked on her, making her feel so submissive, and yet so loved, and all three “schoolgirls” came back for his aftercare spitting and rimming sessions, they felt he needed three.

And Nikki was still feeling submissive when he ordered her onto her knees, her head on the floor, her tiny schoolgirl skirt flipped up, him holding on to her hips as he drove his cock into her accepting cunt, and he kept her there for ages, not rubbing so she would cum, but filling and emptying, keeping her on edge, until her head started going swimmy from being lower than her body, and still he fucked her, not allowing her head up, not allowing her tits to stop hanging in her face, the swimmy feeling and her submissive feelings keeping her there, keeping her on the end of his cock. She felt her body starting to wobble, but his hands were keeping her cunt where it needed to be. Her body tried to give way, but his hands were holding it firm, and with her cunt being rhythmically fucked, out of nowhere, an orgasm came, a swimmy, woozy orgasm, the woozy feeling completely taking over her emotions and her body, his cock completely taking charge of her orgasms.

Her brain was swimming, her cunt was dripping, filled and another orgasm was on its way, and when it broke, it was dreamy, and she felt another coming. Wave after wave or woozy swimmy orgasm gripped her for some time, him determined to milk her orgasms the way she was cruelly milking his cock the previous night.

She lost all track of reality, her entire world was just cumming in a hazy reality, until she was ripped back to her fuck by his cock throbbing, by him spurting cum deep into her cunt, over and over, hard spurt after hard spurt, and when he was done, he just laid her down and left her, sending Paula in to give her some loving aftercare. Nikki had to recover, as she was due to peg him again that night.

And as well as Nikki and Paula, Anna pegged him, his cock cage in place, his French maid uniform, black and white frilly backless panties, white stockings and suspenders under the panties, repeating the panties up and down dance, as he alternately gets spanked and pegged, them settling on panties down for a spanking, panties up for a pegging through the backless panties. His cock cage was mercilessly played with, his balls squeezed and stretched, his cock twisted a bit, spat on and wanked over the cage, and unsatisfactory wanking that frustrated him more than anything, all the time his asshole taking hard slams from bigger dildo after bigger dildo, and they each gave him more raw, hard tentacle than anyone else before, whilst telling him they were out to destroy his asshole completely. He was crying at the need to cum, but that made the three women just do more tentacle fucking on his asshole, and deployed my cat-o-nine-tails to his ass cheeks, a lot. This was the harshest punishment his cheeks had taken, the longest tentacle session his asshole had taken, and the most distress his cage had caused him.

And at the end of it, when the three women were exhausted, Nikki repeated the tentacle in the asshole hugging aftercare she did the night before. He didn’t drop straight to sleep this time, so she held him tight, keeping the tentacle in, and told him lovely things about how impressive he was and what a good little pegging girl he was. Soothing, loving, whilst Anna and Paula used the cat on each other, then fucking with a double-ended dildo, then the cat again, before splitting, Anna off to be bred by the farm hand, Paula heading for a fucking machine session with Carla.

Friday (18th) and after another Submissive Sodomy session for Nikki, all three women gave him his ass licking spitting aftercare, and as a treat for him, they asked him to use the cat on their ass cheeks again, him repaying them for what they did to his ass the previous night. Then he dropped Nikki off at the station (paid by a Passenger Princess blow job in a lay-by half way there), and then he came to my hotel to pick me up, making me take my skirt off for the journey home, so I was bottomless all the way home, and he collected another Passenger Princess blow job from me when we were nearly home.

And it being a Friday, as soon as I was in the village, I had a constant stream of free-use fucks, hard fucking from men that missed my cunt and asshole, all the while my husband watched, his cock in Ella’s mouth, not a blow job, just a comforting enclosed warmth, just an emotional attachment caused by his cock’s presence in her mouth.

I wanted him to reclaim me, but I knew that wouldn’t happen tonight, so instead, I put him in a black leather micro skirt, black frilly crotchless panties over black stockings and suspenders, and I realised Tasha would need to come back and wax his legs again, hopefully the next day. I also put his cock cage on way too early, playing with his cage cock, telling him how much I needed to be reclaimed, but how out of action his cock was, and how I’d have to deal with that later. I must have played with his caged cock for nearly an hour, interrupted by Tanya’s husband and Rose’s husband fucking me.

His pegging was long, brutal and over half of it was with the tentacle, so much so that I began wondering if we needed something bigger, and quickly too. That was, perhaps, a job for tomorrow, after my reclaim fucks and after Victoria, who was coming to give me a prolonged cunt licking session in my queening chair.

But after that night’s prolonged pegging, I thought I’d try Nikki’s aftercare with the tentacle on my strap-on buried in his asshole. As I snuggled him inside and out, Ella used bondage straps to keep the dildo in him, one strap round my and his left thighs, one around our right and one around our waist. Then, with his inside and out snuggles continuing, Ella drained his uncaged cock and balls, and then wanked his cock until it was a little sore and uncomfortable, all the while saying sweet things to him, until he, and I, drifted off.

Saturday (19th) and he sodomised me, reclaiming my first hole whilst not allowing me to orgasm. That was resolved with Vicki licking me out, making me cum and cum, and when her tongue needed a break, he sodomised her too, and then, me, her and Ella gave him his sloppy rimming aftercare session, with the other two staying to watch him reclaim my second hole, my cunt, with his dirty cock from two assholes, and then Vicki had some lovely mixed cum to lick from my cunt when I was back in my queening chair.

Tasha returned to wax his legs, and she and I fucked, double ended dildos, snogging, playing with tits and clits until we came and came and came, with her caged husband listening on the phone. We ignored him and just let him hear us fucking, and Tasha was part of the Saturday night team, so she trash talked him when we took a break fucking to say how he wouldn’t be able to listen to my husband’s pegging, how my husband would take a far bigger dildo than he could, for far longer than he could and how my husband was a much better girl, a much better wife than he would ever be, and she told him she would empty his balls when she got back, not into her, but straight into the bin, where his pathetic cum belonged. And then, with no niceties, she just hung up. She said he would love it, and be obsessed for the whole night with that she and the rest of us would be doing to my husband’s asshole, and it would take over his mind that I’d be wanking him into the bin. She smiled as she said if he was a good boy tonight, she might let him watch a bull fuck her tomorrow. Might.

And Tasha produced a tiny neon pink thong she had bought with her husband’s credit card for my husband to wear, and she wanted a longer skirt on him, as she wanted the fabric to be collected round his waist, a feeling she loves and wanted him to enjoy. Luckily, I had a longer one for him, and black stockings and suspenders, oh and the cock cage. Tonight was to be another night of discomfort for his wonderful cock, and on this night, he had over 2½ hours of pegging, over 1½ with the tentacle at full speed. There was no spanking, so it was merely a matter of endurance for his asshole, five women switching over and over to keep the pace up with his pegging, five women who ended up using the tentacle as hard and for as long as they could, five women taking every hard ass fuck they’d ever had out on his asshole.

And then, on camera, she uncaged my husband’s cock and gave him a loving, long, lingering blow job, visibly milking every drop of his cum in to her mouth, showing the camera and swallowing. When she got home, she showed it to her husband, before uncaging him, kneeling him in front of the kitchen pedal bin, having him kneel on the foot pedal to open it, slapped his cock round a bit and then just wanked him, not loving, dismissive, uncaring, annoyed even at having to do it, and after every drop of his cum did spray into the bin, she got him up and told him she was having a bull round tomorrow, and if he was a good boy, he could watch. So, wanting to be good, wanting to worship her, he worshipped her tits for a while, and then, after he did a good job there, she let him lick her out, lick her to orgasm after orgasm, until his tongue could do no more. And he went to sleep as little spoon with her gripping his flaccid cock.

As for my husband, Stacey was strapped to him, repeating the penetrating aftercare position I was in yesterday, and Ella stayed in front, milked his cock and gave him more praise. They both stayed with him, they both slept with him. I went to fuck Carla.

Nineteen pegging sessions are completed, there are eleven still to go, and my husband has been pegged for over 29 hours already. He seems to have hit his stride now, being able to take more and more, and he’s wearing the panties and tiny skirts much longer than for the peggings. I think he really likes it. I think he’s enjoying the feminisation.

Pegtember: Tanya, School Uniforms, Harshness and Kindness (Update 3)

19 September 2026 / / 0 Comments

We are getting into the harder middle section of the thirty day Pegtember challenge, where his asshole had received ten peggings, but there were still twenty to go, and by halfway, I would have left on a business trip and left him being pegged by a crowd of big-titted vixens, all eager to fuck his asshole that little bit harder, that little bit longer, that little bit meaner.

Friday (11th) saw both Stacey and Poppy return to each give his asshole a twenty minute spitting and licking, him definitely needing the soothing effects of their tongues on his tender, abused asshole, his wonderful asshole that is learning to take the monster that is the tentacle. He’s fine for length and girth, from now it’s all about taking it faster and harder, full speed hopefully before I go away.

On this night, it was Helen and Tasha, who turned her maybe into a yes. It is a first for him to be pegged by a woman before he’s had any sexual contact with her at all, and I think she enjoyed the power in that. Like all us women when we are pegging him, she is topless, so her 30H tits are swinging away. She brought a tiny black leather micro-skirt, merely four inches deep, making her body very exposed and making her look rather dominant.

With the harness on and dildo in place, she asked Helen to take a picture of her for her to send to her husband. He’s at home, cock in a cage, very much like my husband’s, waiting to hear from her, waiting to hear about his wife fucking someone else. He’s a proper little cuck, who really wants to watch his wife get fucked, but she virtually never lets him, instead teasing him with pictures. Occasionally, she’ll let him hear, but obviously not today. His cock is caged because she doesn’t want him wanking whilst he’s waiting for her. Seriously, Tasha seemed so sweet, but she’s totally a hotwife, with a number of bulls. I suggested my husband would enjoy being a bull to her, and with a mischievous smirk, she said she hoped he would, and she leant in and kissed me, properly, hard, with tongues, whilst Helen took a picture for her husband. My husband could hear the kissing too, and his moving cock showed it was getting to him. But his cock was caged, so it was suffering as he listened.

We taught Tasha how to peg and she slammed hard, totally going for it with every stroke. Helen took a number of pictures of Tasha in action, and when Helen took her turn pegging my husband, Tasha was sending the evidence of her pegging him to her cuck husband. She then crouched at my husband’s face and whilst his asshole was being slammed, she stroked his caged cock and asked him if starting next month, he’d be one of her bulls. He asked for the panties from their first session for his collection, and lightly twisting his metal clad cock, she told him he’s a bull, so what he says goes. If he wants to keep her panties, then he keeps them. He nodded, whilst all the time moving from the dildo slams, and then he told her he’d have her ass first, and she told him how they fucked would always be his choice.

But she also told him she doesn’t do that much anal, and so asked him to be gentle. As if to emphasise what was happening to him, Helen slammed hard, and he told Tasha he would, at first, but he’ll end up slamming her asshole as hard as she slammed his. Oops. She delicately kissed him and said “You’re the bull”, and with a final play with his balls, she left him to be ass fucked by Helen. As she turned and saw me, she came over and said how wonderful I was for sharing my husband with so many women, and I pointed out what he shared me with loads of men too, and women, and she asked, almost scared it seems, if I wanted to fuck her? I put my arms round her neck, kissed her, with tongues, and after responded so eagerly, so passionately, I said yes. She thought his hotwife fucking a woman would really get to her husband. Helen was expecting to hand over again, but she saw Tasha and I kissing, so she carried on. She had plenty left in her legs.

And as if to up the ante, as if to make my husband be harsher on her asshole when he finally gets to fuck it, Tasha slammed him hard with the tentacle, him taking all, but from her delivered brutally. She was unrelenting. He screamed. But he loved it. Not sure his asshole did, but he did.

Tasha tongues kissed Helen too, as I cuddled and soothed my husband. He needed the aftercare, but he was so excited at getting to be a bull for Tasha, and at getting her asshole first and her panties for his collection. It was a great day for him. His asshole not so much.

Saturday (12th) and Helen and Ella were on duty for his sloppy analingus session, but Tasha turned up to arrange a talk with me (more of that discussion in later post), and took a turn sloppy rimming as well. The evening was another party night with Anna, Ella, Laura, Poppy and me. Tasha wanted to join in, but she’d got another bull lined up for a hotwifing session, and this bull normally fucks her four times in eight hours, texting her caged husband between with how satisfied his hotwife is and how much he made her scream. And he really does make her scream. She loves it, and so does her husband. He’s the one that started all this. Carla had to work, so she couldn’t join in, but I was going round to hers at whatever time it finished for some sexy barmaid time.

And for the Saturday Party, we had the French maid’s outfit, with black open-backed frilly women’s panties, and white stockings and suspenders. What made this one fun was combining prolonged spanking of the maid for poor performance, with the pegging, meaning the panties kept being pulled down and put back up again (as once again, he was wearing stockings and suspenders correctly, under panties). He was always spanked bare-assed, but sometimes was pegged with his panties round his knees and sometimes through the open-backed panties.

And at the end, whilst I was pushing to again get the tentacle all the way in, Anna and Ella were trash-talking him about how the maid couldn’t even take a dildo properly, despite all the spanking, and how a Good Girl would do it, no matter what. He wasn’t wearing the cock cage, so he came and came, despite his cock not being touched, strings of cum kept coming out of his cock. They then told him the maid would have to lick that up, as they weren’t wasting good cleaning materials on cum. After I had got the tentacle all the way in and slamming it harder than before, Ella rode his asshole with the next biggest dildo down, before Laura fucked his asshole some more with the tentacle and Poppy had him sucking his ass taste off her dildo.

Ella was so kind to him, in helping him to lick up his cum that was sprayed all over the sofa, and she not only swallowed the cum she licked up, she kiss swapped and then swallowed the cum that he licked up, all the while, Poppy played with his caged balls and licked his glans so softly and gently, whilst Laura licked down his ass crack and gave aftercare to his ass pucker.

Anna stayed to cuddle him overnight and gave him that loving snuggling aftercare, whilst I went to fuck Carla, and Carla took it out on my asshole, to give me a taste of what I was subjecting my poor husband too. I loved it!

Sunday (13th) saw Anna and Stacey give him the sloppy rimming, and Stacey was back in the evening with Ella, the young dream team, who had him in the Schoolgirl outfit and the crotchless bright pink women’s bikini panties, over white lacy stockings and suspenders. And he was in for a treat, because Ella and Stacey were each wearing a modified version of their actual school uniform, Stacey’s from last year, Ella’s from a couple of years ago. I had been modifying them for this exact event, as I knew he would love it.

Whilst they went to different schools, their outfits were similar. I cut their knee-length skirts horizontally to create two, a mini-skirt that just about covered their ass and a micro-skirt that ended half way down their ass cheeks. They each wore their micro-skirts and each bought a white see-through blouse with a knot at the belly to keep braless tits in place, and tight across them to make them bulge out of the blouse. Their respective school ties and white stockings and suspenders completed their schoolgirl outfits. Oh, and massive dildos attached to strap-on harnesses.

And then they started fucking his asshole in those uniforms. It was so fucking sexy and after each pegging (and while the next pegging was being carried out), each of them made him lick their ass cracks (to clean out sweat) and their cunts (so he could taste their excitement). All this was so intense for him, that he needed an awful lot of loving aftercare after this session. He was doing well, but both on the day aftercare and that the following day was key to finishing this. And I wanted to be pegged by these two in their schoolgirl uniforms, they were so very very sexy.

Monday (14th) and Ella and Stacey did the sloppy rimming, and then Anna and I had a chat with him, to make sure he was OK, and he was. He was experiencing mini-sub drops after each session, so the cuddles were needed, and the sloppy analingus did soothe his asshole and soothe his mind.

But I was worried now. Within an hour of this check-in, I was leaving until Friday, a well-paid work assignment where I was expecting some serious fucking as well. And I felt I was leaving him at the worst possible time. He reassured me I was good to go, and he had a plethora of big-titted vixens to look after him, all of them aware of his aftercare needs, and also how vicious and prolonged the peggings would be. He’d be in good hands, or really bad hands, depending on your viewpoint. The peggings would be recorded for me to watch if I had the chance, and the girls would keep the chat updated with what had happened.

And with that, I was bundled in the car for the trip, Passenger Princess blow jobs on the way before my husband left me in the hands of my ex-boss and his business partner. He got home and had a chance to rest before Laura, Paula and Victoria were back for the evening pegging, where he was in baby blue stockings, suspenders and open-backed panties. This was a much more loving session, trash-talking was all more positive, the ass-pounding was still as hard, and after Laura got the tentacle all the way in, but slowly and gently at first, harder by the end of her thirty, Paula and Vicki each did thirty hard slams with the brutish tentacle, with Vicki giving him a load of aftercare cuddles, praise and love, whilst Laura and Paula fucked each other in another room. I think he was seriously emotionally flagging at this point, and we are not even half way just yet.

Tuesday (15th) saw a second consecutive day of Ella and Stacey on the sloppy rimming, and it was Anna, Carla and Helen on pegging duty, his schoolgirl outfit deployed, a tiny pink thong to move aside to be pegged, the cock cage in play to stop him cumming, and spanking again because of her poor school performance. They were a little harsher with the tentacle than the day before, but it was going all the way in, and there were lots of slams. His asshole is so accommodating and so receptive, it is amazing. With three fully fit big-titted vixens, this pegging was longer than most. They were just about to call it a day, when he started begging to have the cage taken off and to be allowed to cum, so obviously, the evil streak meant that they said no and fucked his asshole some more. Eventually, when they were all exhausted, Anna removed the cage and sucked every drop of cum out of his cock, sharing it with Carla, Helen and the schoolgirl “as any Good Girl should”.

That fuck marked half way in the challenge, fifteen consecutive ass pegging sessions, fifteen consecutive feminisation sessions with panties, skirts and stockings and suspenders, and calling him a Good Girl and having degrading spitting and drooling on his asshole. Watching it from afar later that evening (between fucks), I realised how far he had come, and wondered what the second half would bring, and wondering whether his poor abused asshole would survive.

Pegtember: Tiny Skirts, Women’s Panties and Massive Dildos (Update 1)

6 September 2026 / / 7 Comments

We interrupt the normal posting schedule for our first Pegtember update. Five days in, and my husband’s ass has already been pegged for nearly eight hours in total. The general consensus of the girls is they want to average over an hour a day, with more than two hours on a Saturday, or Party Night as were calling it. That’s a really harsh amount for his asshole to take, I mean each pegging hour is harder on the asshole than an hour of anal by cock just because the materials involved are not natural and are more rigid, but he’s done it so far. It’s my birthday present and he always does his best to give me what I want. Which is why I asked him for another (late) Birthday Present, a fantasy tentacle dildo. To use on his asshole. He bought it immediately, obviously. Should arrive any day now.

Tuesday (1st) started with him finding the Pegtember box in his office and coming downstairs wearing delightful women’s pink satin crotchless panties, completely failing to contain his cock, and waving some stockings around. Quite simply, if I wanted him to wear stockings, he’d have to have his legs being waxed. Fabulous idea, and it felt like a real step forward. I asked on the group chat if anyone had waxing strips, but Stacey suggested I call the village mobile beauty therapist Tasha, who does a lot of emergency work. Initially, she said no, but when I mentioned it was the next step in my husband’s feminisation, she said she’d be round in minutes.

When she arrived, he was wearing only a standard man’s t-shirt and the women’s pink satin crotchless panties, and nothing more. She had him stand and removed the panties, so she could inspect what she had to do. He was, of course, cleared of hair in the “boy shorts” area by electrolysis some years ago, so her waxing task was straight forward. Something Tasha always does to make customers calmer is to slip her skirt and panties off to match their nakedness with hers. So, naked from the waist down, she cracked on immediately, and was about halfway done when Laura and Victoria arrived. Given Tasha knew what was going on, and was half naked, Laura and Vicki took their tops off and changed into their teeny skirts and strap-on harnesses, loaded with the first dildos, appearing just as Tasha was finishing his legs off and checking to make sure she hadn’t missed anything. Her checking included his cock and balls (a few times), and over his ass cheeks and down his ass crack, none of which she actually waxed. I took this as a cue to ask her if she wanted to stay for the pegging, and she said she could only stay a bit.

Laura, Vicki and Tasha quickly got him dressed for the pegging. Laura put on his white stockings and suspenders, taking great joy in how they slipped so easily up his perfectly smooth legs, Tasha put back on to him the pink satin crotchless panties she removed earlier (thus ensuring his panties were over his suspenders, as they should be for any Good Girl), and Vicki put on to him his obscenely short tartan skirt and thin white girly blouse. This was a schoolgirl outfit, that would only be improved if he had tits.

He was bent over the arm of the sofa, into the position we were going to peg him in, and Laura parted his ass cheeks, displaying his pucker for the first time, whilst I lubed his asshole, lavish amounts, including pushing it deep with my fingers. Then, in a degrading piece of symbolism I know he loves, I drooled onto his asshole, rubbing it in. Laura and Vicki each spat on his pucker and rubbed it in, and even Tasha drooled on his asshole and rubbed it in. She looked so cute, being bottomless and rubbing her drool into his pucker. She had a beautiful cunt and ass, and was totally hairless from the waist down, as you might expect from someone who waxes for a living.

Well, Laura and Vicki were insatiable. They fucked his asshole so hard, all while a bottomless Tasha was watching, and when I let her out, I invited her to come back another day and take part. She started to say no, and then instead went for maybe. Laura and Vicki carried on until his asshole was well stretched, well ready for me and the largest dildo he can take all of at full speed, a 9 inch long 7½ inch circumference realistic looking cock with big weighty balls that slam into his body on each stroke. I am training his asshole to take a larger one, and I’m not far off getting there. I’d use that larger one the next day, but I wanted his first pegging to be all full speed, full power and full length. I think what made Laura and Vicki fuck him that hard, apart from the excitement, was that schoolgirl outfit, and in particular the women’s pink satin crotchless panties. He looked so sexy with his cock escaping from panties not made for it, and with the tiny skirt flipped up to show his ass, our usual position. Laura and in particular Vicki had wanted him to wear a skirt and panties for pegging for so long, and each and every dildo was inserted through the gap and he was fucked very very hard.

Wednesday (2nd) started with me licking his asshole, a simple piece of aftercare that we agreed beforehand, twenty minutes of sloppy analingus to soothe his misused asshole, including quite a lot of spitting and drooling on his asshole, something he finds invigorating, but quite degrading. I don’t want to overdo the spitting and drooling, but it will be a part of every pegging and every rimming, he loves it that much, he loves the degradation, and his asshole does need to be soothed. I checked he was OK with what happened, every element, and that he enjoyed himself. He thoroughly did. Only 29 more peggings to go.

The evenings peggers were Carla and late replacement Paula, who came in as Anna had to be away for the night. Paula had never pegged anyone before, so she had some lessons from Carla and me, and she soon got in the swing of it. And this day was his first wearing the Gates of Hell cock cage with built-in Penis Plug. I have to admit I nearly came helping Carla to put it on him, lubing his urethra and inserting the long stainless steel cumstopper. He is used to sounding, but normally him doing it, not someone else. The rod was snug, as it was meant to be, and he was struggling before even one peg occurred. We put an obscenely short skirt and a teeny virginal white thong on him, cotton but so small his cage would never be contained, and then Carla spanked and paddled him a few dozen times, before Paula moved the thong aside to lube his asshole. Much lubing and finger penetration later, and we all three spat on his asshole before Paula pushed in the dildo. It was her first ever pegging session, and she really got in the hang of a hard pegging quite quickly, really fucking his asshole vigorously and mercilessly. Carla went next, Paula had another go, and then Carla ended up with the huge dildo I ended the session with the previous day. That is because I was deploying his latest nemesis, one he couldn’t take all the way, one I was training him for, and one I was determined he’d be able to take soon, well before the end of Pegtember. This is a 10 inch long 8 ¾ inch diameter brute, again realistic, but this time, the balls are large, heavy and move independently of the dildo like real balls do. Like all the other dildos, I made him suck it first, and lubed it in front of him, as Paula relubed his asshole. I normally ask him during training how far he wanted me to go, but not today. I told him he was going to this take more and further in than he ever had before. Saying the size really emphasised what was about to invade his asshole, and his cock did move, although was severely restricted by the cage.

I was very gentle, pushing it in, all the time talking to him about what a Good Girl he was, and how much he had taken. I reached the point where he yelped last time, and he hadn’t, so I pulled back out and pushed in again a little further, until he yelped. I stopped, stroked his hair and told him how proud I was, and how he only needed to take a little more, and then I withdrew and pushed in again, again pushing a little further than before. He yelped again, and Carla said he was so close, and a good cock caged girly like him could take the last half inch of length, and I pulled out and pushed back in again, this time ignoring his yelp mere millimetres from being all the way in. He felt the balls touch his ass and he knew. I held it all the way in as Paula praised and kissed him and Carla played with his cock cage, and then I pulled out and pushed all the way in again. He didn’t yelp. Again, Paula kissed him and Carla played with his balls as I did stroke after stroke, all gentle, but pushing all the way in, with a brief pause before pulling out again. This wasn’t yet a hard slamming ass fuck, but it would be soon.

I was doing stroke after stroke until Carla stopped me, with the dildo buried all the way, and she kissed him and told him he’d had fifty full penetrations with this monster, and did he want to end with a couple of dozen slightly faster ones. He was sweating, and just nodded. So I started, slightly faster, a slight slam at the end, and his grunting was showing the effect. And he managed all 24, and I felt that was enough for the day. Carla removed the cock cage and then gave him a blow job until he came in her mouth, something she shared with Paula and me.

The next day, Thursday (3rd), I did the twenty minute aftercare rimming and drooling session right after he gave me my morning Submissive Sodomy, and the evening peggers were Laura and Ella, Ella too not being experienced at pegging. We made him wear the cock cage and a tiny mesh florescent pink thong, which again didn’t handle the cage, and the blouse, but no skirt. Laura gets up some speed with pegging, and Ella, being young and energetic, wasn’t far behind. There was lots of slamming before, inevitably, I donned the 10 inch long 8 ¾ inch diameter again, starting slowly, but fully in after only four strokes, a few more slower ones, and then the bulk of the strokes at the fastest pace from yesterday. Ella and Laura were alternating between encouraging him and watching the brute impale him. When I thought I was well past 50 strokes, I stopped, pressing the dildo into his asshole, and asked him if he wanted faster. As if he was going to say no, I told Ella to count the 24, and I set about slamming the dildo into his asshole harder. If I’m honest, I wasn’t far off full speed, and his asshole took it. Sometimes, I’m amazed what his asshole can take. Clearly his cock suffered in the cage, and his asshole was really stretched, so after his asshole was emptied, I cuddled him and said how amazing he was whilst Ella sucked his cock clear of cum, again her sharing it with Laura and me.

Friday (4th) saw Ella pop in to do the rimming, with us both doing the spitting and drooling, and I did a quick check-in with him after that. The evening was a cage free one with him cumming a load all over the place whilst being pegged. The white cotton virginal thong was back, as were Carla and Victoria, and it was a first outing for the French Maid’s outfit. I was fairly broken, from a whole day of free-use as the only woman available all day, so I just watched as Vicki and Carla swapped, until Carla ended up with the brute, and she only did a couple of warm up strokes before slamming in hard. He yelped and, she slapped his ass, telling him to not be a wimp and to take this monster like a girl. He was almost in tears, but he took every stroke, every slam and his cock in such a mess. Vicki had to clean him up, whilst Carla told him how much she enjoyed doing that to him, but I’d slam even harder tomorrow. I wasn’t sure I could manage that, but I’d give it a try.

Saturday (5th) saw Carla do the sloppy analingus, and the evening we decided was Pegging Party Night, his asshole being the centre of attention. The twist here was that as someone stopped pegging him, he had to lick her asshole whilst his asshole was lubed for the next dildo, and with every change of pegger, that person would degrade him a little by spitting or drooling on his asshole and rubbing it in before pushing the dildo in. On duty were Laura, Victoria, Paula, Stacey and me. It was Stacey’s first experience pegging a man, and she had been wrecked by him earlier in the day, a four hour fucking session where she came so so much. He had the bright pink crotchless women’s bikini panties on, and his cock poked out of the waistband, meaning his cum sprayed all over his belly as we pegged him. I did my best at full speed slamming with the monster, and Stacey had a go too. What have we unleashed in this girl? He took the hard slams with the monster easier than the day before, meaning he was getting used to it. He needed to because the tentacle is even bigger. His asshole was being fucked for over 2½ hours, and as soon as everyone left, I got to be big spoon, giving him some love after his ordeal. It’s only day 5. 25 to go. His asshole simply had to manage.

I’ll do another update in a good few days. The first five days were hard on his asshole, and there was much degradation, but it will get harder as his asshole is used up more. I do have to say though he has thoroughly enjoyed it so far, he’s cum so much, he’s loved wearing the panties and women’s clothes, he’s loved the demeaning spitting, drooling and language and he loves the cock cage, particularly the rod down his urethra. And remember, this is MY birthday present. My mind is working on what his birthday present might be……

Christmas Cheer

26 December 2022 /

My husband and I aren’t massive Christmas people. We’ve both got things in our histories that put a dampener on the season, and given it is my husband’s birthday, we celebrate that in the main and we just normally spend the day snuggling and fucking.

But this year, we have had some really special news to brighten up the season and bring us some Christmas cheer. You see, whilst Victoria was away for work this year, she has been staying down south with our friend Laura. It was us that originally introduced them (at one of our parties), and Laura’s was a convenient place for Vicki to crash, but it quickly turned into a good friendship, and soon after a friendship with some casual sex.

Some casual sex turned into rather a lot of very intimate sex and over the past few months, it appeared to us to be turning into a full-blown relationship, as we had noticed them behaving more and more as a couple. Seems that it happened somewhat by accident, and they only recently realised themselves (a good while after we had). When we stayed with them last week, it was clear they needed to talk something through, so after we got our tits out but before any of us began working towards an orgasm, we had a summit.

Summits are a part of a well-functioning polyamorous relationship, and of course, Vicki is our much loved third and someone we already have an enormously deep relationship with. She was very relieved to know that we had realised what was going on. Be hard not to: you can see it in their eyes and in their interactions. They are very much in love.

Things like this are a crossroads in a polyamorous relationship, and my husband and I had talked a few days before that it was likely she would want out of the relationship, and we would obviously let her go, but would have been tremendously sad at doing so. But things didn’t work out like that.

What Vicki was really nervous about was asking whether we would like a new sort of polyamorous relationship, one built on two married couples rather than one married couple and a third. The married couple and a third thing always did feel a little uneven for me, but it was the best we could do. We loved her and wanted her in our relationship. It was just the reality of the situation that my husband would always be my first concern and me his. This new structure would have Vicki and Laura being each other’s first concern. Seemed much fairer.

And Laura is already very close to us, and perhaps closer than we realised. We helped her to get over her husband’s affair, helped her to reconnect with her lesbian side and brought sex back to life for her. Through all that, we developed really close connections too, and it is something my husband and I have discussed for a while. What we didn’t realise is the connection she felt for us, almost at times jealous of not being part of our family. It was never just about great sex for her, it was always much more than that, but she never really told us.

So, having fallen totally in love with Vicki, this was the perfect arrangement for Laura. They were just scared we wouldn’t want to. They need not have worried. It was the easiest decision my husband and I ever made (although we did privately discuss it to make sure it was what we each wanted).

So, as of last week, we are a polycule of two couples, each pair of the four people closely emotionally connected through love and care, and physically connected through fucking good sex, kink and common bonds.

And as part of the polycule, Laura and Vicki intend to get married next year, and are therefore officially engaged. They’ve already asked me to be chief bridesmaid and my husband to be best man – that makes the best man fucking the chief bridesmaid almost a certainty!

My husband and I are absolutely over the moon with the whole situation. For someone who started with us with no interest in a relationship, our beloved Victoria is now totally and utterly in love, and you can just see what a connection they have. Laura has been through a lot and deserves happiness, and in Vicki and our relationships, she’s having a great chance of that. My husband and I couldn’t be happier with the way it has all worked out.

And of course, we will also still have sex with others, with appropriate agreement from all involved, it just extends our family by one and means Laura is as committed to the family as Vicki, rather than just having some great sex with us.

We talked about living and working arrangements, and how impractical four people living in one place and all mostly working from home would be. Laura had previously decided that she needs to get away from the bad memories that are all around where she currently lives, and therefore, she has decided to sell her house down south. They’ve both seen and experienced enough of what life is like up here to realise they want a bit of that in their futures too, so Laura is going to buy somewhere in our village, hopefully only a minute or two away, and we’ll all have keys to both, so living will be flexible and varied. I feel incredibly lucky to be here, and with these two amazing women both totally committed to our relationships.

And by way of emphasising how much sex there will be between the four of us, my husband and I fucked them both later in the evening, starting as we meant to go on. He had us all in a row bending over the sofa, cunts on display, moving his cock seamlessly from penetrating one cunt to the next before any of us could cum. My husband’s cock seemed particularly hard, and he was switching from cunt to cunt without losing any structural integrity. Having three cunts to fuck really suits him! He eventually ended up cumming in Laura’s ass in her favourite pinned against the wall anal position. He didn’t allow any of the three of us to cum, until at the end, we lay in a triangle, and each licked each other to orgasm. A perfect way to cement our new relationships (if a little frustrating at being edged until the end).

So, in a change of plans, Laura and Vicki are both here for Christmas. They arrived on Christmas Eve Eve, and almost immediately, the lounge became a sea of bare tits and asses, and hairless cunts (as Laura has completed her electrolysis and is as hairless as me and Vicki).

And Laura has already handed over her panties to my husband to lock away. Like Vicki and me, she’s now without periods thanks to her Mirena, and so she too pledged to be pantyless, exactly five years to the day from when I did so.

In some ways, all these whirlwind changes are so surreal, and yet in other ways, they are so perfect. It just feels so comfortable and right. After a pretty crappy year for everything apart from sex, kink, this blog and my relationships, it is a perfect end to the year and a great way to start 2023.

Happy Christmas everyone (or whatever you are celebrating at the moment). Stay safe. Have orgasms. And then have some more orgasms, as there are never enough orgasms in the world.

Mira xxx

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