Ze Royale writes about how they came to embrace the pleasures of anal. 

Anal. Retention.

So yes, I am ashamed to say that I was one of those typical people who was biased against anal sex. I thought that it just couldn’t be clean and would smell, what if there’s shit still in it. But then a dear friend highlighted for me that having our period is also a sacrificial shedding, yet we liked the bloody lubrication (and in some cases the pregnancy prevention). 

I checked myself, admitting that I was biased because the couple of times I tried it, I clenched up. Ok well one time, I just now remembered, I didn’t clench, but it was a dildo, too big and hard, for my virginal anal cavity. I had never been fucked in the ass and I thought it was the right time. But the dildo had no flexibility and neither did my anus. The other time, well, they just missed and it wasn’t a great fuck any way.    

                                                                        Let me get to the point. One, unexpectedly, sexy night. I went out with some friends and reconnected with this hot individual whom I could immediately tell was on (or at least near) my level of freak. The first time we met I was married and repressed. This time, I had no holds barred. 

The connection was still there, but even still, no expectation arouse. Suddenly, with little seduction, they took control and showed me the side of myself I was dying to get to know more.     