"Yes," you say. "I want to fuck you in your ass."

She says nothing, just stares at you. Her blue eyes, so usually full of joy, burn with a strange light. You have hurt her beyond belief, you know this. But you also know that she could have walked away, could have gone off and dealt with a broken heart. Instead, she has stayed. She has accepted your outrageous terms and seems prepared to offer you something very few women would.

"Well then," she says with a little sigh. Then she stands and slowly unbuttons her jeans, tugging them down and stepping out of them. She removes her blouse and her bra and finally her panties until she is naked. Then she slowly turns and walks out of the room, into your bedroom.

Your heart is racing, your breath is heavy. After a few seconds, you stand and follow her.

Amy is face down on your bed, her gorgeous, firm, round ass up in the air. She is resting on her knees and shoulders and her hands are on her butt cheeks, pulling them wide open. It is a mesmerizing sight. You stand at the foot of the bed, staring at her exposed asshole and pussy, as you remove your clothes. You place a hand on her lower back and caress gently, moving your fingers slowly down to glide along her crack. When they dance across her tiny pink anus, she lets out a little whimper.

You pause in your caress to move to the side of the bed and open the top shelf of your chest of drawers. Reaching in, you pull out a tube of lubricant. Later, much later, you think, you will sodomize her roughly without any lube. But now, this first time, you will be kind.

Squirting lube onto your fingers, you rub it around to warm it up, then smear it on her pucker, eliciting another little whimper from her. Everything is so quiet, you feel the need to talk, to break the silence.

"This is your asshole, Amy," you say, as you slowly begin to insert your index finger. "I don't want you to call it by any pretty, flowery words. It is your asshole. Do you understand?"

She is silent for a moment, as you push your finger deeper, up to the first knuckle. Then she whispers softly, "I understand. This is my asshole. You are going to fuck me in my asshole."

Her words make your cock throb and you realize how incredibly hard this is making you. Here you are, fingering her ass -- Amy, a sweet girl who hates anal sex, who has agreed to be your anal-only girlfriend. You know this means she loves you incredibly, and part of you is very moved. Most of you, however, is getting off on her willingness to **** herself for you.

You add a second lubed finger, and her whimpering grows louder. You tell her to relax her sphincter, although you know she already knows. Every girl you have ever fucked has known that relaxing the asshole is key to making anal sex tolerable, if not pleasurable.

And then you can wait no longer. You coat your cock in lube and you hold the glistening head against her opening. You can hear her breathing, slow and steady, and you know she is trying to keep herself under control. You are ready to fuck her in her sexy, perfect ass. But you need something first.

The atmosphere in your bedroom is charged, both of you knowing that something is about to happen that will take you on some strange journey together. She waits for you to sodomize her, but still you pause. And then, after what seems an eternity, she gives you what you need.

"Please," she whispers. "Please fuck me in my ass. In my asshole. I want to be ... your little anal slut."

You penetrate her then, slowly yet forcefully, your lubed cock opening her, stretching her as you push forward. Amy's measured breathing grows louder and more erratic, and when you are halfway into her she begins to say, "Oh! Oh! Oh!" over and over. The tight muscles of her sphincter give way as you surge forward, as you press ever onward, until you are buried all the way in her ass and your swollen balls are mashed against her cheeks.

Holding her by the hips, you start to fuck her properly, moving in and out, your lubed cock sliding greasily in the heat of Amy's tight ass. She is mewling and moaning, tiny sounds that let you know she is doing her best to hold it together, and they inspire you to fuck her harder. She lets out a loud cry now, as you thrust into the tightness of her rectum, over and over, and then, far sooner than you would have liked, you hold yourself deep inside her as you cum and cum and cum.

With a gurgling sound she drops her hips, lying flat on the bed, your cock still deep inside her. You have spurted so much of yourself into her ass, defiling her, and you lie on top of her, pressing down on her slender body with yours. You fight the urge to fall asleep. Instead, you slowly pull yourself out of her and caress her back gently. She remains still, and you think she might be crying.

Tenderly you turn her over and, yes, her face is wet. You stroke her cheek softly and lean down to kiss it. You are starting to feel a little guilty but when you start to ask her if she's okay, she quiets you.

"I...I want to do this, if it will make you happy," she says, looking into your eyes. "If this is what it takes to keep you, then this is what I want."

You nod slowly. And then you make her suck your dick clean.