Accidental anal with my wife- the slippery shock that unleashed our deepest desires

I have read some post about anal sex, so thought of sharing how it started with my wife. I edit this incident using Ai to make it more polished.

My wife and I have been married for 11 years in an arranged setup. Our sex life has always been active and satisfying we do easily 3–4 times a week, sometimes more. She’s stunning: 5’7” tall, with long, silky dark brown hair that cascades down her back. Her skin is very fair with the softest pink undertone, the kind that flushes beautifully when she’s aroused. She has a deliciously curvy body — full, heavy breasts that sway hypnotically when we fuck, a soft proportionate tummy that I love gripping, thick juicy thighs that feel incredible wrapped around me, and a perfectly round, plump ass that’s impossible to ignore.

Before this night, anal had literally never come up. Not once. No hints, no jokes, no shared porn featuring it. It just wasn’t on our radar.

We’ve always loved using plenty of lube for regular sex — the slick, slippery glide drives us both wild. One night we were going at it hard in doggy style. She was on all fours, back arched, that long dark hair spilling over her shoulders and sticking to her flushed, pink-tinged skin. Her thick thighs were spread wide, ass high and cheeks parted, giving me the perfect view of her dripping pussy.

I’d already been pounding her deep for a good time. Everything was soaked — her wetness mixed with thick lube, making every long stroke sound filthy and wet. I pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in… except this time my angle was just slightly off.

My cockhead caught her tight little asshole.

Before I could react, half my shaft had already plunged straight into her untouched ass.

The sensation was fucking electric — scorching hot, impossibly tight, that velvety grip squeezing me like nothing else. My wife’s whole body jolted forward. Her long hair whipped across her back as she let out a raw, primal moan — half shock, half desperate pleasure. I froze, buried halfway inside her plump ass, feeling her ring pulse and flutter wildly around me.

“Fuck… baby… that’s my ass…” she gasped, voice trembling, cheeks flushed deep pink against her fair skin.

I should have pulled out. Instead I gave one slow, testing thrust — just an inch or two deeper. She moaned louder, pushing those thick thighs and round ass back toward me almost on instinct. The sight of my glistening cock disappearing between her full cheeks was unreal — her fair skin glowing under the bedroom light, hair swaying with every movement.

I kept it shallow, maybe five slow strokes, never burying myself completely. Her breathing turned ragged, little whimpers escaping every time I pushed in. I could feel her trembling — pain, surprise, and very obvious pleasure all crashing through her curvy body. After a minute I pulled out, my cock throbbing harder than ever, and slid straight back into her soaked pussy.

We finished like that, me slamming into her cunt while my mind replayed that accidental anal claim over and over.

When we collapsed, sweaty and spent, I kissed the back of her neck, brushing her long hair aside.

“Sorry… that was an accident. I didn’t mean to…”

She turned her head, cheeks still flushed, eyes glassy with lust.

“It hurt a little… but fuck… I loved it. The stretch, the fullness… I want it again.”

We talked for a long time after. She admitted the sudden invasion had shocked her, but the moment I started moving slowly inside her tight ass, this deep, dirty wave of arousal hit her harder than anything before. She wanted to try it properly.

The very next evening I sent her a few educational articles on safe anal. She devoured them, asked questions, then looked at me with that naughty smile, her fair skin glowing in the lamplight.

“Tonight. I want your cock deep in my ass. For real this time.”

We took our time. I worshipped her body first — kissing down her long neck, sucking her full breasts until her nipples were hard and aching, eating her pussy until she came twice, thighs shaking around my head. Then came the lube — a generous palmful. I worked one finger into her tight ring slowly, then two, scissoring gently while she moaned into the pillow, long hair fanned out, hips rocking back for more.

When she was begging, ass raised high, thick thighs trembling, I lined up. The head popped past her ring with a slick, wet sound. She hissed, then groaned long and low as I sank in inch by inch — slow, deep, until my hips pressed flush against her plump cheeks and my balls rested against her soaked pussy.

“Fuuuuck… you’re stretching me so much…” she whimpered, voice muffled by the pillow, fair skin flushed from neck to ass.

I stayed buried to the hilt for a minute, letting her adjust, feeling her ass clench and flutter around me like it was trying to pull me deeper. Then I started moving — long, deliberate strokes. She got louder with every thrust. Her fingers gripped the sheets. Her back arched higher, pushing that perfect round ass back onto me.

“Harder… please… fuck my ass harder…”

I gave it to her. The room filled with wet slaps, her moans turning into desperate cries. I reached around and rubbed her clit — fast, tight circles the way she loves. Less than two minutes later she exploded. Her whole curvy body shook violently. Her asshole clamped down so tight I nearly came. She was babbling incoherently, pussy gushing over my fingers while her ass milked my cock.

I didn’t last much longer. I buried myself balls-deep and pumped thick ropes deep inside her ass, growling her name as I filled her.

Since that night, anal has become a regular part of our sex life. Sometimes quick and filthy. Sometimes slow, teasing hours of prep and edging, watching her fair skin flush deeper with every inch I sink in.

But that first accidental penetration — the moment my cock claimed her virgin ass while she moaned in shock and pleasure — eight years later and I still get rock hard just thinking about it.

Best “mistake” we ever made.