The Goddess & The Hound: First Time

I was beyond excited for this trip to Las Vegas not just because I was going to peg my man for the first time and I enjoyed seeing the strip all lit up, the chaos of the people in the streets and casinos. I loved it all. You couldn't forget how good the food and drinks are, especially how overpriced they may be. Flying in was as smooth as can be no matter how nervous I am to fly, or was it my nervousness of finally seeing my man and thinking about all the things we had been talking about, fantasizing about and talking so much about pegging. I arrived first and went looking for the closest bar to grab a drink to calm my nerves. I grabbed a whiskey sour from the bar that looked so delicious I could drink all night long, I then searched for a seat for myself to 'people watch' and to enjoy my beverage, hoping the drink would settle me and lead to a very exciting night.

I glanced at my phone and saw his text, informing me that he wasn't far off and would be arriving shortly. The excitement washed over me as I struggled to believe that my lover was merely 10 minutes away. My emotions were in turmoil; I was about to reunite with him after a long seven-week separation, and I yearned for his presence. Anticipation made me fidget in my seat, and I eagerly finished my drink, knowing he was just moments away, checking into the nearby hotel.

The hotel exuded a breathtaking beauty that perfectly aligned with our tastes. Its ambiance hinted at a speakeasy charm, featuring an expansive bed with a touch of regal elegance, polished dark wood that oozes opulence. Our hotel stays, however, weren't always about seeking passionate solitude in a room but rather about our routine getaways to reunite. Long-distance love was undoubtedly challenging, and at times, it tested our resolve, but we managed to make it work. Despite the hurdles we encountered, we emerged victorious, proving skeptics wrong who doubted the longevity of our long-distance relationship. We never questioned where we stood with each other; we knew our love was unwavering.

We traveled a lot and sometimes our meet up place was in Las Vegas, I was so excited not only just to see my lover but we had been talking a lot about pegging, it was challenging as our moments together were short and sweet, and our desperation for each other was wild, frantic and wonderfully chaotic. It was hard not to get carried away and often it was us talking about all the other sexy things we could have done but got short on our time. Such little time to fuck, eat, sleep and fuck again while the reality of life also slipped by us as if it knew time went by quickly just to punish us for having such a great time.

You wouldn't believe it but having my lover alone always sent shivers down my body at times and it made me so nervous. Standing naked in front of him was bliss, I could feel his eyes gazing over my entire body, all over every curve, every mark that laid on my body and every look he gave me constantly giving me butterflies in my stomach. I could swoon over this man and I would never get sick of him, but this time was different and I was going to peg this man. Standing in front of him and baring my soul was the most exciting thing I had done in a very long time.

I was so nervous, which was a first for me, but here he was putting the strap on me whilst I stood naked in front of him, my lover handsome as can be, tall, built with strong shoulders I loved wrapping my arms around or biting on them whenever I got the chance to nibble and mark his sexy body and his deep brown eyes that made me feel like time could slow down making my thoughts disappear and his soft short brunette hair that I loved messing up at any chance, I got including his rough facial hair that I loved running my hands all over. My hands especially loved running all over his body.

He would look up at me as he got the straps tightened, making sure I was still in this as much as he was. I hadn't done this before, but in my younger years I had the chance but was way too naive and I was still unsure if it was something I was even interested in.

I realized recently I was very dominant, my inner self was strong, powerful and untamable. Well, maybe tamable for the right person, though nothing in this world set my soul on fire like being a dominant woman. A Queen. A Goddess. A powerful woman showing exactly how a man should be fucked. It was a thrill that nothing could compare too.

My lover was experienced with this and had enjoyed being pegged by his ex lover. How could I not be nervous and worried about pegging him, was the act going to be enough for him, am I going to do it right? I know how excited, happy and safe he felt with me. This felt like a huge step in my eyes when it came to our intimacy and our sexual relationship. How silly was I to think if he would still love me after this, from what I read online a lot of people loved pegging and their experiences were mind blowing. I guess I am just in my head too much.

I can't believe this is all happening, my lover, my heart and he was going to ride me. I was going to see my lover's face enjoy every second of my strap penetrating them to orgasm. Of course I started to thank myself for training in the gym because I wanted to be able to rail him as hard and as long as I wanted and if I needed to.

After he had strapped me in and I was ready, I laid down on the hotel bed. I started stroking the strap and coating it in a lubricant, so it was slick and wet for him.

"Are you ready?" He asked, curious to see if I was eager and ready for him.

I pulled him by his hand and guided him to straddle me and I couldn't help but force him into a passionate kiss as our tongues violated each other's mouths. I wanted this feeling to last forever, my heart racing, my arousal growing more and more. We were only kissing and I was a wild animal wanting more. I could tell my lover was excited, his own primal urges growing as our moans echoed in our mouths. As I grabbed the strap and started to tease his hole as he kissed me, hearing his moans getting more and more desperate. This was it, I was teasing the entrance of his hole and it was slipping in and out just slightly. God, I loved teasing him and I knew he loved it too.

Now and I mean right now I wanted to be inside him and I couldn't wait any longer. He was mine and taking him this way was more than enough to ensure he knew he was mine and I was his. My own desperate need to take him to hear him, I had to hear it. I wanted my ears to tremble and crash like waves of the ocean, to hear his cries and desperation for me. Pushing the strap into him and seeing his face change from excited to deep arousal was the sexiest thing I had seen in a very long time.

I kept pushing my strap into him and by now he was glowing like a star, like I was witnessing a cosmic ray and who knew that pegging a man would make him glow as bright as he made me feel in our love. Their moaning echoed endlessly in this room and it was pure ecstasy to my ears, while the beautiful sound was playing like a melody that I caught myself so into the moment that my hips were bucking up harder and faster as my man rode me. He was bouncing up and down to the rhythm of my thrusts and I couldn't wait to see his face as I make him cum from penetrating him like this.

"I'm getting closer, harder and slower, please!!" He begged.

He was barely going to last much longer, it had been such a long time since he was last pegged that this was pure bliss to him. And it was me who was going to make him cum. I kept thrusting hard but slow, imagining that I was hitting his sensitive spot with my strap on, massaging it to the point of making him jerk with pleasure as it built up more and more. I couldn't believe how sexy he looked each time I was hitting his g spot.

"God, Zoe, I am gonna cum!!" My lover cried out.

Giving me the biggest smirk on my face, I couldn't deny how proud I was about making this man feel so good and I knew deep in my soul this wouldn't be the last time I would peg him. As he cried out those words I really worked my hips and quickly grabbed his cock that was bouncing up and down too, I jerked it firm and fast as he moaned that he was coming. His body shaking and bouncing along with my thrusts, it was so sexy seeing him like this as he came.

Ropes and ropes of his cum sprayed all over my tummy and breast as he was climaxing and my ears echoed endlessly hearing his sexy pants and moans as he finished. Feeling his hot cum all over my body was so erotic to me and I realized I loved every second of this, pegging him and making my lover feel like that was incredible. I didn't feel a shy bone in my body after that, my nervousness completely gone and here I was already fantasizing about pegging him again.

We lingered in that tender moment, allowing him to savor the fading waves of pleasure that ebbed from his body. He leaned in for a kiss, and in that instant, I knew that my lover was satisfied and content.