Obsessed With Anal

"Nothing, look, I thought you were upset, so I figured you needed to be left alone. Plus, the phone works both ways Kris."

"Yeah well, you're supposed to be learning all there is to know about sex and i'm supposed to get my ass reamed. How is that supposed to happen if you just walk out?"

Whoa, I knew I was getting there now. "Kris, is this just because you're horny? I know you said that being horny all the time was part of the problem. Just talk to me, was I bad or something?"

I heard her gasp, "God, no it's not that. You were... just... I don't know... it was incredible, but now, I just don't know." She trailed off, and I was getting worried. I thought she was crying and i'd never meant to make her cry. "Look Kris, just sit tight, i'm on my way."

Fifteen minutes later I was on her doorstep and my anxiety had grown ten fold. "What's wrong, and don't beat around the bush. Whatever this is doesn't have anything to do with how we started out. I don't think it's about me learning about sex or you getting anal. Just talk to me."

I'd started out on the doorstep, but when she opened the door, she just walked to her bedroom and sat on the bed. She had been crying. She looked so sad sitting in the middle of her bed with her arms around her knees. I sat across from her and rubbed her arms.

"A week ago I could have told you with confidence that I needed to masturbate after every time I had sex. One night with you and not only do I not masturbate afterwards, but I can't get off from masturbating. I've tried for the past two days and all I could think about is how it felt when we did it. This isn't working out at all like i'd hoped."

I gathered her to me and laid down with her. "Isn't this what you wanted? You didn't like the fact that you weren't satisfied and it seems like you are so what's the problem?"

"Yeah Jake, i'm satisfied, but for how long? You wont be around forever, especially when you decide to get a girlfriend, and where will that leave me? I've never felt like that during sex. I finally find the perfect orgasm and it's only a temporary situation. I don't want to need you like this but I haven't felt like this before and I'm scared that I never will."

I laid flat on my back to let the information soak in. I should have been thrilled that she was thinking along these lines but I wasn't.

It seemed that she couldn't even entertain the idea of love between us. I was sure that she was falling for me or at least recognizing that she loved me but I hated the idea that she didn't really want to love me. It was almost as if this was all happening involuntarily. Like she had no choice. I didn't want it to happen like this but I guess since I had never been her type she couldn't fathom falling for me. It was disconcerting to say the least.

I didn't know what to do. I could tell her that I wanted a relationship with her but she probably wouldn't believe me. I wasn't sure if I could put it all on the line. I didn't want my feelings stomped on because she was afraid to face facts. I still had to do something though.

"Kris don't worry about that. I'll always be here for you and you know we'll figure something out together. Who knows, maybe you just got rid of that wall because you trust me. Maybe it will be fine with the next guy because of it." I knew I was letting my plan go down the toilet. Call me crazy, but I didn't want her affection if it was forced out of her. I rocked her to sleep and held her through the night.

Chapter 13

Why is it that you always think of the perfect response after the fact? When Jake suggested that with the next guy I might be okay, I couldn't help but wonder if I even wanted another guy. Why should I go to another source when I had a perfectly good one already? Maybe I was just too afraid to voice that.

It just didn't seem right that I only wanted him for sex though. I mean he was a great guy, but we weren't even each other's type. I couldn't see us working out in any other capacity except sexually. With that being said, I felt like my body was turning on me. Even though I was upset when Jake came over, my body was zinging in his presence. It made me even more upset that I seemed drawn to him and it didn't help that he seemed completely unphased. I knew it was wrong of me but I wanted him to be as freaked out as I was.

I still couldn't believe i'd called him ranting. He was such a great guy for not cursing me out. All day at work I was trying to think of a way to make it up to him. I decided to make him dinner that weekend. I wanted to surprise him so I just showed up with the goodies. I hoped he wasn't upset about me just dropping by.

I rang his doorbell and he took a moment to answer. I was getting a bit apprehensive by the time he opened the door. He was sweating... profusely. I had an insane moment of jealousy but quickly realized that he had on workout shorts and tennis shoes.

I was standing in the door with my mouth open. Sweat was glistening off his hard body and he was breathing hard from exertion. I could almost feel his body heat and it was driving me crazy. My libido went into overdrive and I almost felt light headed. "Kris? What's going on? What are you doing here?"

I was trying not to smell the scents rolling off him, it was making me so crazy. "I... uh, made you dinner... as an apology for being a bitch and yelling at you."

He looked a little shocked and then smiled a little. "Well don't just stand in the door, set up and let me take a quick shower." I was almost relieved that he wasn't going to be all sweaty anymore; I was fighting some serious urges to jump his bones.

I hadn't been to Jake's place in what seemed like forever. He had changed some things. He had new furniture with a dark masculine decor. I saw a couple of pictures scattered around his apartment. There were family photos, but mostly there were pictures of us. There was one that really caught my eye. We had gone to a local concert with some friends and someone had snapped some pictures. I didn't remember seeing this one though. I was beaming into the camera and Jake had his arm slung around me with a beer in his hand. What was odd was that he wasn't looking into the camera; he was looking at me like... like he was into me or something.

It was odd but I didn't want to read into it if there wasn't anything to it. I looked at the rest of the pictures but there weren't anymore like that one. I figured that I was just over analyzing but I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if he were really into me. Instead of weirding me out, it just made me smile. I thought it would be kind of cool. I mean, it seemed like I was into him even though I had never previously thought of him like that. I couldn't deny that I was completely drawn to him and that the thought of him moving on was really starting to wear on my nerves.

He came out smelling fresh and spicy. He pulled me to him kissing me softly. "This is a great surprise, but you don't need to apologize to me. You know that I understand." As he whispered this into my ear, I felt like I was melting. If he didn't stop I was going to really jump his bones and to hell with the food.

He chose that moment to go sniffing around the kitchen. "This smells so good Kris, what's for dinner?" I had fixed baked chicken, apple stuffing, and green beans. He groaned as I told him what we were having. Then he got this gleam in his eyes and told me to sit everything on the coffee table. He lowered the lights, poured some wine and sat on the floor in between the couch and coffee table.

He motioned for me to follow him and we sat facing each other in the confined space that he'd created. I looked at him hesitantly and he jut told me to trust him. He cut some chicken, scooped some beans and then some stuffing all onto the fork. It was the perfect bite. I didn't think anyone but me was interested in eating this way but maybe I was wrong.

He fed it to me and I got a little panicked because he only prepared my bites like that. It was such a little thing to notice, but it might as well had been huge. He noticed how I ate, no one ever paid attention to me like that. He kept feeding me and I felt like I was losing it. I felt something blossoming in me that far surpassed anything i'd ever felt for anyone.

Could it be that I was falling in love with him? I thought about why I was so comfortable around him. It wasn't that he was just gentle, but he was intimate with me as more than just a lover. He was... loving? He was romantic in a way that was natural, not obligatory. It was like he wanted to touch me and kiss me, not just as a way to get to the sex. It was completely foreign to me and that's what threw me for a loop.

I had been starring mutely as he fed himself and me. I was so stupid. My body knew it long before my head had a chance to catch up. But where did that leave my heart? I didn't want to lose his friendship but I was quickly coming to realize that I didn't want anyone else to have his love either. I was pretty sure that being his friend would no longer be enough. I just had to convince him of that.

Chapter 14

She attacked me! I'd thought something was off during dinner but I guess I was wrong. She damn near inhaled my dick. I had been semi-hard during dinner but as soon as she dove for my dick, i'd been standing proud. I didn't even question the why of it; I was just trying to catch up to the sensations that were coursing through my body.

I didn't want to cum like this though. I needed her naked and I needed to be buried inside of her. I pulled her up to look into her face. She was flushed from lust and I had to groan. I pulled her up with me and quickly stripped both of us naked.

I laid down on the couch and brought her down on top of me. She felt perfect in my arms and as I eased into her, it felt like coming home after a long journey. She was gasping and moaning, but I wanted to try something that I hoped would have her gushing cum like a geyser.

We were kissing furiously and as I was pumping and she was so wet that I could hear squishing noises. I lifted her up off me and she started whimpering. Man I loved her. I pushed two fingers in and out of her to coat my fingers and she started moaning again. I eased myself back into her and then began rubbing her juices in her crack. I moved back and forth between licking my fingers and wetting her crack. When she was sufficiently wet, I started tapping at her opening.

She was almost yelping now. I started working my finger into her ass. She was bucking, grunting, and squealing into my ear. I got my finger in to the knuckle and then started slowly pumping into her from both ends. When she came, it was like nothing i'd ever seen. I didn't even think people could cum that hard. She was spasming and thrashing so wildly that she tried to push off my cock. I held her tightly so that she couldn't move and pumped furiously into her.

I got the crazy idea that I wanted to make he cum twice so I slowed my thrusting as she rode out her orgasm. Before she'd even calmed down all the way I sat up and carried her to the bedroom still sheathed in her moistness.

I pumped slowly until she started responding again. I lifted her legs until her knees were almost touching her chin and I started a torturously slow pump. I wanted her to feel every inch as it invaded her. She was almost purring by now. I wasn't through yet though.

I straightened her legs until her feet were at the same level as my face and I started licking her feet. I sucked on each toe as if it were a feast. I reached down and began massaging her clit. I lightly bit each toe and she started shrieking. It was so hot. I barely held on until she came. As soon as I felt her muscles clench tightly around me I thrusted as fast as I could and stopped breathing as I came.

I laid down and gathered her close to me as we came down off our high. "Kris, is it always like this?"

She was quiet for what seemed like forever. "No Jake, it isn't. In fact, it's never been like this for me. This is how I always wanted to feel during and after sex." She sighed long and hard and then turned to me. "I think that I love you." I don't know why but I got really angry.

"Kris you think just because the sex is good then you're falling for me. Don't chalk it up to that." I got up and started dressing.

"No Jake, it's not just good sex, it's beyond great. You told me that I didn't really need anal, that I just needed someone that I could or did really love for sex to be enjoyable. Well, the sex is beyond enjoyable so why can't it be because I love you?"

I just had to gawk at her. "I can't believe this! You love me because the sex is great. That doesn't make any sense. You know that love has to be about more than just the physical." I'd never been so angry. I now knew what it felt like to just be wanted for your body. I wanted to get away from her but seeing as we were at my house, that wasn't really a possibility.

"Jake it isn't that! Sure I love the sex, but when I thought about it, I couldn't imagine anyone else having and sharing with you what we have."

"So now I see. You don't want anyone else to have your fuck toy, so you tell me you love me just so i'll stick around." I didn't care that this was my house; I was getting ready to leave anyway. She grabbed my arm and pushed me onto the couch. Then she sat on me. I was at a disadvantage because she was still naked. I was trying not to look at her but she was sheer perfection in my eyes.

"Ok just shut up and listen. I don't want anyone else to have you because of the gentleness and care that you've shown me. Every other boyfriend i've had I always found something wrong with them or them with me. I know everything about you and we're still friends. Speaking of friends, i'm pretty sure that I can never go back to just being your friend. I don't want you to fall in love with anyone but me. I've never felt this way about anyone else. The only way that I can describe it is that I need you, now and for as long as you want me."

Chapter 15

I couldn't believe that I just put it all out there but I was sure that he would have left me alone otherwise, and in his house to boot. He was so angry. It would have been sexy had I not been so worried. At first, I didn't understand why he would be angry that I told him I loved him. Then he started ranting and it seemed that I was just making it worse.

Even when I sat on him, he was just starring off into space. The muscles in his jaw were rigid. I figured that he was upset thinking I only wanted him for the sex, but that was the original arrangement anyway. Maybe he did want me. He finally looked at me and I saw lust but I also something else. What it was I couldn't tell you.

"Are you sure?" He flared his nostrils, a clear sign that he was trying to hold in his emotions.

"I'm sure Jake, but you'll have to help me, i'm new at this love thing and I may not always get it right." He let out a small smile.

"You know, I guess that I have to come clean. The only reason I even agreed to do this was because i've only ever wanted you. I thought we were made for each other from the start but I needed you to come to that conclusion on your own."

He looked at me and so much of what had been happening made sense. "I love you Kris. I have for what seems like forever."

Now it was my turn to be shocked. "Wait! So were you or were you not a virgin? And how can you love me when i'm not even your type?" He looked at me like I rode in on the special bus.

"Kris, of course I was a virgin, I wouldn't lie about something like that. If I were like that then I would have said that a long time ago. Plus, how can you ask if I love you. Think about how it is every time we make love. For me that's what we're doing. I give you everything that I have because I love you. And don't say you're not my type because you don't know what my type is. If you say that you're not my type then I could say the same for you. How could you love me?"

By now I was feeling pretty good about the situation. "Well, I love you for a lot of the same reasons that we're friends. You know how crazy I can get and yet you're still always there when I need you. Which is more than I can say for my other boyfriends. To top that off, the sex is great but beyond that, I feel complete when we do it. I haven't even had the problems that prompted me to come to you. Truthfully, I don't even need anal. I just need you. Plus, I don't really have a type. You should have noticed that I date all kinds. I'll admit that they do seem to be football types, but you've changed that."

With that, he kissed me hungrily and held me tightly through the night.

Chapter 16

Kris and I really hashed it our over the next couple of days. Between work, dinners, talking, and loving we were both exhausted by the next weekend. We just laid in bed watching TV and movies. It was so homey. We decided to just be together. Yeah she was my girlfriend, but what she didn't know was that I was determined to make her my wife.

Over the next couple of months, Kris and I became closer than ever. While it was true that we loved each other, we still had to get used to each other in the relationship. I didn't care what we had to get through as long as she was still mine at the end of the day.

When I decided to pop the question, I was nervous as hell. I decided to toy with her a bit. I started yelling for her. "Kris, baby, let's watch a movie!"

She came in holding her ears looking at me like I was crazy. "Sheesh J, I was only in the other room, not China. What movie are we watching?" She skipped over to the couch and plopped down next to me.

"Just wait and see." She was going to hate me or kill me for this, but if I had to go then i'd go with my ring on her finger.

She saw the opening credits and her eyes went wide. "J you know I can't watch this movie. I've only seen it once and I only bought it because he's my favorite actor." I held her to me and let the movie play on.

I'd chosen 'Armageddon' with Bruce Willis. A movie that Kris adamantly refused to watch because Bruce dies at the end. She was a major crybaby for movies. I knew i'd be seeing waterworks. She watched the movie in abject horror as it drew closer and closer to the end.

There were tears running down her face as the last scenes closed. She looked at me with a mix of anger and disbelief. Then she tackled me yelling and cursing me out. It was great. I was trying not to smile but it was hard. While we were wrestling she got out, "You better have a damn good reason for making me watch that! And you better make it up to me!"

Here was my cue. I pinned her to the couch and looked into her angry tear streaked face and said, "Of course i'll make it up to you baby. How's this?" With that, I slid off her and onto one knee. I whipped out the ring box and asked, "Will you marry me? If you do, I promise that you can make me pay you back for the rest of our lives."

She was crying in earnest now, making me think that it maybe wasn't such a good idea. Before I could say anything, she looked up at me and smiled. I took that as a good sign. "As long as you let me put you through some painful experience for this you've got a deal." I whooped for joy. I twirled her around and kissed her repeatedly.

As I held her tight, I couldn't help but ask, "So that's a yes right? Because I don't want you trying to slip through any loopholes."

She laughed and it was the most joyous sound i'd ever heard. "That, my dear Jake, is definitely a yes."

Epilogue

"So Mrs. Riley, are you ready?"

"Oh My God Jake if you don't fuck me right now i'm going to kill you!" I couldn't help but chuckle at how far we'd come. She got to keep her vow of not doing anal until she got married and I got to fulfill my dream of just being with her. She was the only one for me. Plus I got to be with the uncensored Kris. She was so vocal now that she was blowing me away half the time.