I've never been in a relationship with a girl." Your parents know you're gay, right?" she inquired. I nodded and she continued. "Then you shouldn't be...scared to be with me, baby. I love you and you love me, so what's the problem?"The conversation was more than I bargained for. To get myself out of it, I distracted her with my lips covering hers and my hands gripping her waist, pulling her into me. She was in desperate heat as she panted loudly as she unbuttoned her blouse rapidly while throwing. She used me, threatening to bully my futa-girlfriend unless I let her fuck me in the ass. She'd turned me into an anal slut. Week after week, day after day, I had come to crave her cock fucking my bowels.I wanted her in me right now.I wouldn't surrender. I sobbed into the pillow, wishing Paloma was here to hold me and love me. She was waiting for me to come back to class. She wouldn't let me throw my academic future away. But I couldn't face everyone staring at me. My friends would be. I went into our bathroom and started running the water, and making sure the heating was on because it always seemed to be colder there, when there was enough water in the bath, I got in and stood there for a few minutes because I love really hot water and it was too hot to sit in straight away, as I eased my way down into this lovely hot water I could feel it working up my legs and thighs, it felt really nice around my pussy and ass as I rubbed my pussy and opened my lips, I got some soap on. I doubted anyone would recognize me, in my short fur coat, denim mini and trademark purple heels. Not unless they were a fan anyway I just need no-one to see me leave the house, once a few yards away, I could be anybody. The coast is clear, I step out and shut the door as quietly as possible and walk away from the house, praying I don’t activate the neighbour’s floodlights. As I clear the first few houses, I relax a bit and a thrill runs through me. I can feel the night air on my stockinged.