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Dear Sasha, I’ve had a serious thing for a lady’s asshole, and, at least, the concept of anal sex since my mid-teens. I’m 31 now. So far I’ve had miserable luck finding women who’ll let me indulge my fantasy, which, as you know, is not that off-the-wall nowadays. This makes it all the more discouraging. For some soul-crushing reason, I always fall in love with women who are uncomfortable with that part of their anatomy. I’ve only had a handful of opportunities to have anal sex (mostly with one woman), and I’ve dated quite a bit. The woman with whom I had my first experience, and had hoped would share my interest, grew to hate anal sex and we eventually ended the relationship for other reasons. Now, I’ve fallen for yet another woman who insists that “I will never have the pleasure” of knowing her that way. I’m not sure what to do. I feel like life is maybe playing a bad joke on me. I know the percentage of women who actually get off on it isn’t that high, but I figure there’s got to be a like-minded someone out there for me. The big question is, at what point does one say to themselves that their sexual fantasies mean enough to them that they should give up an otherwise perfectly good relationship? And also, at what point is someone holding on to an unrealistic dream/expectation, or is possibly exhibiting an unhealthy obsession? Ironically, I started consuming porn in my teens to satisfy my love of a lady’s posterior, but now I almost can’t watch (but sadly have to) because it breaks my heart to see how common the act is today in the medium. -Slowly Dying Inside
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