A man I recently had an affair with (and who I hope to have a continued relationship with when I see him again in the next month or two) asked me to have anal sex with him. I am in my early twenties and it would have been my first time, since I have always shied away from the concept of sticking things up my butt.
Call me crazy, but having a penis (or anything else, for that matter) inserted inside my tiny, tight rectum never sounded like that good of an idea, especially when my pussy is just as accessible and always willing.
Anyway, he wanted me to have anal sex with him and then never to have anal with anyone else, so it would be something that I'd only shared with him. A little selfish of him, really, considering that I plan to be sexually active for another several decades before succumbing to Metamucil and adult diapers.
But this was right before I was about to leave him for a long trip, and he wanted me to take some of him inside of me, with me. Sex was out of the question, since I'm married and he promised my husband we wouldn't have intercourse. I'm not sure why oral wasn't good enough, though, except that every time I put him in my mouth, he just about busted a nut because he wanted so badly to have sex. But, adulterous or not, he was an honest man who didn't want to fuck another man's wife. What respect he had for my poor cuckold husband.
Anyway, it seemed pretty ludicrous to me that he'd want me to take his spunk with me by shooting his wad in my anus. I mean, it's not like that's in there to stay. It's basically going to come leaking out, like it does from the vagina or any other orifice you choose to aim it at.
I read a Savage Love sex advice column not too long ago that advised a woman to sit on the toilet after anal sex so that the delightful mixture of semen, lube, and fecal matter (basically, Santorum) could work its way out of her asshole after her boyfriend had pounded her good. It made a lot of sense.
So, really, when this guy I was having an affair with wanted me to "take him with me" by allowing him to ejaculate in my anus, all I could really think was that I'd be shitting him out in the next 5-10 minutes. How romantic.
The conclusion? Dude didn't end up poking me in the butt, although I know he's hoping it'll happen when I see him next. He may get his chance. After all, the main reason it didn't happen was because we were too busy packing my belongings for my flight to lie in bed and fondle each other as much as we had anticipated doing so.
So I guess I'm still open to the possibility. Too bad I hear it hurts like a bitch.