I did like the idea of it after we were done, but she was terrible at it.She was nervous and scared the whole time. It was not a pleasant experience a...d we did not try again. The second girl I had fucked in the ass was more experienced and she loved receiving it as much as I loved giving it. After her, I was addicted to anal. I did not pressure the girls I was with to do it, but usually if they would not, the relationship did not last very long.I also knew exactly where my ass obsession came. Did I mention what a stallion he is? He rolled me over and now with me laying on my back on the bed and him on top he starting fucking me some more. My poor pussy was feeling sore and I was so spent but I liked that he was still fucking me. His muscular arms were extended lifting his chest off mine. He didn’t fuck me long in this position but he was jack-hammering pussy unmercifully and it took all I could to withstand his onslaught! I felt obligated to let him get off after how he just made me. His body tingled again as he fastened the blue silk and lace bra around his chest and ran both hands over the silky bra cups. He was a little depressed that he had nothing to fill the cups but it didn't last long. Recalling what he had heard in high school he began carefully stuffing the empty bra cups with kleenex. It gave him the look and feel of breasts and more than once he emptied his load in his tiny panties as he ran his hands over the full and silky bra cups. The fear of discovery was. I softly moaned my approval. As Jay was gently fondling my breast, I let my hand slowly roam from his face to the zipper of his jeans. I opened my hand to fully feel his erection through his jeans. His kiss increased in intensity, our heads moving from side to side, from one direction to another to kiss harder. Expressing through our kissing our increasing need to feel each other skin to skin, to make love. We broke the kiss when Jay pulled the hem of my sweater up to take it off. I felt his.