Maybe it's just that I date perverts but every guy I've ever gone out with has tried to fuck me in the ass. Most of the time I don't like anal sex but I always give in and the guy ends up wanting to do it all the time. When I told my friend Angela my track record she couldn't believe it. She said that only about half the guys she dated even showed an interest in anal sex and that she hadn't done it with most of her boyfriends.

She suggested that the perverted interests of my boyfriends could be attributed to having an incredibly sexy ass but having a sexy ass wouldn't explain the number of times I've actually done it. She commented that I was most likely letting guys fuck me in the ass because I wanted to be fucked in the ass, that at on some level I enjoyed it. I thought she was crazy and we ended up in a fun argument about her casual diagnosis of my sex life. Angela is a first year Arts student at university and I teased her about "psyche 101 rearing its ugly head" and she responded by saying, "well I'm not the one who's taking it in the rear all the time." It was a good burn, and I offered to settle the argument with an experiment.

We had some fun that night dreaming up experiments to see who was really perverted, the guys I dated or me. We thought of a number of methods to test our theories and decided that finding an anonymous guy on the Internet would be the best way to go. That way he would be a man that I've never met before. The Internet would also have the advantage of an equal playing field. We could both go out with the same guy and compare notes without him ever realizing that we knew one another.

It was very simple to do. We set up accounts on Adult Friend Finder and we wrote two very similar ads. We then cruised through the descriptions of guys in our area and agreed on which ones we liked. We finally decided on a guy with deep blue eyes and a muscular tanned body. At this point our little 'experiment' was nothing more than an excuse to be total sluts but we didn't really care. It was fun and a guy that good looking could fuck me anytime he wanted.

Arranging our date was like setting up any other appointment, only this was for sex! Angela went out with him first because she said it was still entirely possible that I was the one turning normal men into anal freaks and she didn't want to deal with a guy after I had worked him into a frenzy. I told her that was fair enough but reminded her that if he turned out to be total loser I wouldn't have to go out with him.

Angela had a great time on her date. The guy's name was Glen and even though he had a boring job (he was an accountant) she said he was very sexy. She told me they had an incredibly romantic evening. They walked in the park, ate at a very expensive restaurant, and went back to his place for drinks. It took some grilling to get the details out of her but he made love to her all night in front of his fireplace and he showed no interest in anal sex. She said I was lucky we were such good friends or she would have abandoned our experiment and made him a steady boyfriend.

I was very excited and I couldn't wait for my date with Glen. Angela had given me all the details and knowing little things about him that he didn't know that I knew was a real turn on. I felt like a spy chick in a James Bond movie. I knew he had an average size cock with a slight bend in it to the left, I knew he had a scar on his chest that Angela found fascinating, I knew he had an experienced tongue, and I suppose most importantly, I knew he had a beautiful body and he could fuck all night. Waiting for three whole days was sheer torture but I managed to get through it by using my vibrator every night while thinking about him.

My date with Glen started out very similar to Angela's, but we didn't go to a fancy restaurant. He suggested we go to a movie and we had to eat quickly to catch one we both wanted to see so dinner ended up being at a fast food place. I was a little bit disappointed that my date wasn't turning out to be as romantic as Angela's but I was still having a good time.

The movie was nice and afterwards he invited me over for a drink. My pussy tingled with anticipation when I saw his fireplace but he suggested we look at the stars out on his deck. He had a bench outside and he held me in his arms as I leaned back onto his chest with the pretence of looking up at the night sky. It wasn't long before we were kissing passionately and before I knew it I was in his bed. I couldn't help but lick the scar on his chest and I could see why Angela found it so fascinating. Angela had also said he had asked her to deep throat him and that she couldn't take all of it. I didn't wait for him to ask and felt proud that I was able to take the whole thing down my throat.

Angela wasn't exaggerating about his tongue. He really knew how to please a woman and I was howling with pleasure when he went down on me. After I came I rode him cowgirl style and he came inside his condom while deep inside my pussy. I was completely exhausted when I had my second orgasm and he went to get some water and clean up.

I was sort of half asleep, face down on the bed when he returned and started massaging my body. It felt wonderful and he massaged my shoulders, back and butt. I started to get aroused again and propped myself up on my knees so he could play with my tits. With my ass now in the air I felt a well-lubricated finger enter my asshole. He hadn't said a word and I hadn't noticed that he had brought back a tube of lubricant. I tried not to smile but I couldn't help it when I thought of Angela saying that I turned all men into filthy anal freaks.

Still without saying anything he put a condom on, then got behind me and slowly entered my smaller hole. He started off very slow, even stopping every inch or so to let me relax and get used to the intrusion, but after a few minutes he was pumping my ass and pulling my hips with every thrust. He fucked me like that for about 10 minutes before he came. I could feel his cock throb inside my butt when he did.

When I saw Angela it was kind of embarrassing because I had to tell her all the details and she wouldn't even let me begin my story. She kept bugging me and saying things to be funny, like, "Did he bugger you good?" "Did he pay a toll for the Hershey highway?" When I wouldn't answer she started getting impatient saying, "did anything happen at all?"

I had to tell her, and I remember saying in so many words, "He took me out for a burger and fucked me in the ass. It was a wonderful evening. OK? Are you happy?" We had a very good laugh over it, but Angela seemed to be laughing a little more than even I thought she should and I asked her, "What is it?" "What's so funny?" And she said that as my best friend she had something to confess.

It took some prodding but she told me she had set me up, that on her date with Glen she had told him all about our experiment and that if he wanted to fuck me in the ass I would be more than willing. The little bitch! I couldn't believe she did that. I wasn't really mad at her or anything because it was kind of funny… but I felt embarrassed, especially thinking back over the events of the previous night and how they would have looked to Glen. He must think I'm a total slut. It's a good thing I wasn't intending on dating him or anything.