This is not fiction, but a confession (I guess). I met Penny, a young lady in an upscale bar at a pricey hotel paid for by my expenses. It turned out, she lived in a nearby town in my state and we were both traveling on business. She was not bad looking and had a way about her that was attractive, so when she mentioned she was up for sleeping with me in the hotel, I was all for it.

In bed, she told me she loved anal sex. As it turned out, she was engaged to a man who loved fucking her anus. She got to like it a lot and asked me to do it to her. I had never even thought of anal sex but I went for it. She wanted me to do her vagina for a while then when I was close to coming to slip it up her ass and fire away, safely. She was vocal and hot language turns me on so after fucking a while, I slipped it up her ass and humped for a time, then came.

Returning home, I found I had contracted a horrendous urethral infection. My physician asked me if I had done unprotected anal sex recently and I said I had. He said, "Next time, use a condom," detailing to me what feces contains, and it was scary. Weeks later, my cock sending out requests, I wanted to see Penny again and phoned her. She was up for it.

When I saw her I told her about my urethral infection and explained it to her. She said that she wondered about it but her ass fucking fiancee (who did not work out) never complained about it. She did say that this might explain a couple of periods when he avoided anal. She was ballsy and said, "If you brought some condoms, let's get to the preliminaries."

Sugges tions like that are my aphrodisiac. She needn't say another word. I came to liking anal but never again bareback.