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need to lie to you,” she eventually said, “but the truth is that I’ve never had a boyfriend. A real one.”
“Have you been on dates?”
“Yes. I’m not a total innocent. I’m not a virgin, in case you’re wondering.”
“When was the last date?”
“I wish the answer was better, but nearly a year ago.”
“Can I ask you if it led to sex? Or is that too personal? Given that you are Japanese, and all.”
“I’m just going to tell you everything. Even if it is unjapanese. Maybe you’ve some good advice. So no, we went on two dates, and then he ghosted me before we got to sex. That’s how my dates almost always go.”
“Do you like sex?”
“Of course. That’s one reason I want a relationship. Companionship is part of a relationship, but the sex seems pretty important too.”
“Do you like dating?”
“No. Does anyone? But if you don’t have a boyfriend, you have to date to get sex, and potentially get a boyfriend eventually.”
“Why didn’t any of those times lead to a relationship? You seem like you would make a great girlfriend, from what I know of you.”
“I don’t know. To be honest, I think I’m disappointing in bed.”
“You need to be wilder in bed.”
“But I’m just a shy Japanese not-virgin but not-many-times. I don’t know how to be wilder. This is a weird conversation to be having in a bar.”
“You need to learn to take the lead sometimes, not just wait for something to happen. Be less Japanese. Less female.”
“How do I do that?”
It was the moment of truth.
“You say ‘take me to your room and teach me to be better at sex’”
“You’re not serious, are you?”, she said smiling.
“Yes. I’m a full-service mentor.”
I grabbed her hand and a short time later we were in my room.
“Is it true that Japanese always shower before sex?” I asked her.
“Yes.”
I laughed. “So when, ages ago, a Japanese girl asked if she could have a shower, she was actually telling me she was going to have sex with me?”
“Probably.”
“I thought the opposite. That she wanted to escape to the bathroom to avoid me kissing her again.”
Yuka laughed. “So did you nail her?”
“Good girl. That was not something a Japanese girl would say. But she came out of the shower in just my bathrobe. It only took a moment to discover she was naked underneath it.”
“So how do we do this? Are we just going to talk?”
“Do you want a shower?”
She didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”
So she wasn’t going to put up any resistance, token or otherwise, to having sex. I felt my cock awaken at the thought that I would see her naked in a few minutes..
“Let’s shower together,” I said.
”Wow. I’ve only ever showered alone.”
“Are you good at kissing?”
“You tell me.” She came to me, put her arms around me and kissed me on the lips. Nothing too sexual but not exactly chaste either. I knew it had taken a lot of willpower for her to do it. I stepped back, pushed off her suit jacket, and then undid the buttons on her blouse. She took it off, reached back, and unclasped her bra. Meanwhile I’d reached around and found the zipper on her skirt. It fell to the floor. She kicked off her shoes and stood there in just her panties. She was breathing more heavily, clearly sexually excited. She also seemed a bit in a daze as if she’d suddenly started to wonder how she was in my room almost naked.
I reached out and took hold of her panties.
“Okay?” I asked.
“I’m okay with whatever you do to me tonight. You don’t need to ask.”
“I want more. I want you to do whatever I ask.”
“Wow, okay. Just don’t ask anything too weird. Remember, I haven’t done this much.”
A second later her panties were around her ankles and she stood there completely naked. I was still fully clothed as I inspected her body. Medium sized breasts with pink nipples. I know it’s a cliché but when I see a girl with pink nipples the right size I think of pencil erasers. She had sparse pubic hair that hid almost everything down there.
She went into the bathroom, left the door open, and I heard the shower come on. I undressed and stepped into the shower with her. I picked up the washcloth and started to wash her. Of course, I paid special attention to her breasts and pussy. But also her asshole since I knew I’d be licking it later so I wanted it to be pristine.
We got dried and soon were lying on the bed together.
“Masturbate for me,” I said. “Remember you promised to do what I ask.”
“But I’ve never done it before.”
“You’ve never masturbated?”
“Of course I’ve done that. But never with someone watching.”
I slid off the bed and stood watching her. She slowly spread her legs. I got to see her pussy. She had dark pink inner labia that peeked out between her hairy outer lips. They looked engorged so I knew she was very aroused. Her hand slid over her belly and her fingertips started to rub her pussy, not really focused on anywhere in particular. Her other hand rubbed one of her nipples. She closed her eyes. She had that bored look on her face that girls do when they masturbate, all their attention focused inwards. Of course, it was beautiful to watch and soon I was rock hard.
“I’m so wet,” she said. Which is girl-speak for get inside me now.
I got back onto the bed, between her legs. But apart from keeping her legs apart, that she just lay there waiting for me to do something.
“Take control. Put me in,” I said.
She reached down, grasped my cock, and guided it towards her entrance. I felt the softness of her lips as my cockhead made contact. I pushed forward slowly. She pushed up her hips and took me into her body.
“You’re so fucking big. I’ve only had Japanese before. I’d heard white guys are bigger than Asians. It seems I was not misinformed.”
I started to fuck her, slipping my cock back and forth inside her cunt. She was indeed wet, as she had said. But she barely moved.
“Move your hips too,” I said.
“How?”
“Push your hips up when I slide into you. It will feel even better. For both of us. It will feel like we are having sex together, not that I’m fucking you.”
She started to participate more actively, pushing her hips up as my cock slid down into her. I pushed her knees up towards her shoulders so that I could penetrate her deeply. She gasped as I slammed my whole cock into her hard. I pulled out of her so my cockhead almost came out, and then I thrust forward hard. She grunted again but as if on autopilot now her hips thrust up.
With one hand I caressed her breast, gradually getting my fingertips closer to her little pink nipple. I knew from the way she rubbed her nipples when she masturbated that they were sensitive. My finger and thumb closed over her hard nipple. I kissed her as we continued to fuck and I played with her nipple. She was letting out little whimpers now. Of course, I’d never seen her cum so I wasn’t sure how close she was, but she seemed very excited so I guessed that if I kept going without changing the rhythm that she would get there.
“Cum for me,” I whispered.
“I’ll try. In the past, I’ve only cum from masturbation, but I feel close.”
“You know you can masturbate while you’re being fucked. Just rub your clit.”
She reached down experimentally and started to rub herself as I continued to fuck her.
It worked almost instantly. I thrust into her a few more times. She stopped thrusting her hips since women always seem to forget to keep moving when they are close. I felt it inside her as her body twitched and her vagina twitched even harder, rhythmically squeezing me.
“Hai, hai,” she gasped. “Tomaranai de.“
I knew ‘hai’ is Japanese for ‘yes’, but I had no idea what the other stuff meant. She was lost in her orgasm and forgot she was speaking English and I didn’t understand Japanese. She continued to rub her clit as her orgasm rose and faded.
I gently continued to fuck her as she came back down from cloud nine. She was so flooded with the juice of her orgasm that there was barely any sensation of being inside her, she was so friction-free.
“Do you want to cum too?” she asked.
“Of course. But I want to cum in your mouth.”
“I’ve never done that.”
“No wonder guys think you are disappointing at sex.”
I pulled out of her.
“What do I do?” she asked.
“Kneel on the floor.”
I stood in front of her so that my cock was close to her mouth.
“Now use your lips and tongue on it. Don’t put it in your mouth yet.”
She started to kiss my cock, slipping her tongue up and down the shaft, licking my knob like she was eating an ice-cream cone.
“Now put your mouth over it, yes, like that.”
She wrapped her lips around my cockhead. I could feel her tongue against me. I grabbed her ponytail and moved her head back and forth so that my cock slid in and out of her mouth. I let her get used to it before I got a bit more aggressive, pushing my cockhead into the back of her throat. She didn’t know what to expect so she naturally gagged on it.
But she was a fast and enthusiastic learner, and immediately pushed herself hard onto my cock so that I ended up in the back of her throat again. This time since she was in control, she didn’t gag.
She had started to suck me soon after I’d got close to finishing in her cunt so I was already close.
“I’m going to cum,” I said. “Just keep going and try and keep it all in your mouth. Although it looks nice if it drips out onto your tits.”
She sort of nodded to acknowledge what I’d said, without taking her mouth off my cock. I felt the coiled spring of my orgasm tightening in my body and then I burst and shot a huge jet of cum into the back of her mouth. She felt my cock twitch and the taste in her mouth changed. She jerked back in surprise, so the next few jets of cum went over her face and then, as they got weaker, onto her breasts.
“Hai, hai,” I said to encourage her.
She wrapped her hand around my cock and stroked me, watching engrossed as cum shot from my cock all over her. I wondered if she’d ever seen it before, if all the men she’d been with had cum inside her, whether with or without a condom. I had another girl who always liked me to cum on her stomach instead of inside her, since she preferred to watch than have an insignificant feeling inside her.
“You made me cum with your mouth. Your first blowjob.”
“It was more fun than I expected. More like I was fucking you with my mouth than normal sex, fucking between my legs sex. More intimate than I expected. I half-expected it to be gross, that I wouldn’t enjoy it but I’d do it for you anyway.”
“You can go and wash yourself if you want.”
“Not yet. I want to enjoy being covered in your cum. I even swallowed some, that’s another first for me. It felt really special when you came in my mouth.”
“Have you ever been licked?”
“You mean between my legs?”
“Say pussy.”
“Okay. Nobody has licked my pussy.”
“Would you like to be licked?”
“Well, since I’ve not experienced it, I don’t really know. But it sounds sexy and intimate.”
“So ask for it. Practice being non-Japanese.”
She thought for a couple of seconds and then said, “Please will you lick my pussy, stick your tongue in my cunt, make me cum again.”
“That was very unjapanese.”
“I know. It took a lot of nerve. I wonder if I’ll say it to someone else soon.”
“Next time your panties come off I want you to remember what you just said to me and say it to him, hypothetical future lover. Do you want to experience being plugged too?”
“I have no idea what that is. Does it involve electrical plugs or something?”
“I don’t really care if you want to experience it, I’m going to plug you anyway.”
I walked over to my suitcase and found the plug. I held it out. The hard metal glinted on my hand.
“It goes in your ass,” I said.
“That’s bizarre.”
“You said you’d do whatever I asked.”
“I know. I don’t know why you want to put something in my ass. But I guess I’m going to find out.”
I dribbled lube onto the plug and put it on the bed beside us. The two of us lay on the bed and cuddled. Her breasts were pushed onto my chest, all sticky with my cum. We kissed. I pushed her over onto her back and moved down, planting a trail of kisses down the side of her neck, across her shoulder, to her breast. I took her nipple between my teeth.
“Hai,” she said, half as a joke, I think, and half as a way of telling me it felt good. Not that I needed telling. Everyone, both men and women, love having their nipples licked and nibbled on.
I kissed my way down her body, took a detour to her navel, then reached the triangle of black hairs that decorated her mound. She spread her legs without being asked. I continued on down, but I teased her and bypassed her clit, heading for her opening. She tasted sweet as I pushed my tongue between her lips and into her hole.
“That feels amazing,” she gasped. “Nothing like, you know.”
“Fucking?”
“Exactly. Your tongue is so soft compared to your cock. I don’t think I’ve ever said that word before.”
I let my tongue probe deeper into her body, feeling her arousal rising, tasting her arousal as her body released more juice where I was licking. I let my tongue slip further back, knowing how surprised she would be. She jerked in surprise when my tongue started to probe her asshole. She opened her eyes.
“What are you doing? You’re weird.”
I didn’t answer, I just pressed the tip of my tongue harder onto the center of the brown pucker of her asshole until it surrendered a little. The point of my tongue started to enter the ring of muscle that defended her forbidden entrance. Her eyes closed again as the feeling of enjoyment overwhelmed the feeling of disgust that her asshole was being licked.
I let my tongue slip up, back to her opening, and then along the cleft between her lips, until I found the unmistakable hard point of her clit. She gasped as I started to nudge it gently, coaxing pleasure from it. She closed her eyes, lay back, and let me fill her body with feelings of passion and delight.
“It’s like you’re making love to me with your tongue,” she sighed. Her eyes were still closed.
“I’m close,” she said. “Please don’t stop. Please make me cum. There I managed to say it, to ask for it, like you told me. Please lick my clit. That’s another word I don’t think I’ve ever said.”
I couldn’t really reply since my tongue was otherwise engaged, but she seemed to be in the mood to ramble encouragement anyway.
“Oh yes,” she said. “Or hai, since I know that is a Japanese word you understand. Do you want to know what clit is in Japanese?” She laughed. “It’s clitoris. We don’t have a real Japanese word, we just import a foreign word. Like pan for bread.”
“I’m close,” she said again. “Tomaranai de. That means don’t stop.”
I let one finger drift between her cheeks to her asshole. As my tongue started to attack her clit a bit harder, I pushed my finger fully into her ass. It took her over the top. I felt her body pulse with pleasure, felt her asshole seizing my finger, felt the whole area between her legs clench tight.
I grabbed the buttplug, pulled out my finger, and forced the metal toy into her ass. She screamed in a mixture of surprise and pain, but between the lube and the fact that she was limp and relaxed post-orgasm, it went in easily. I don’t think she realized what I had done. After all, everything is by feel, nobody can see their own asshole.
“That was amazing,” she said. “So soft and intimate. A different kind of orgasm too. I didn’t know there were different kinds of orgasms. That was nothing like when I do it myself.”
“Do you know you are plugged?”
“Oh, that’s what you did. I was a bit out of it.”
“A bit?”
“Okay, totally out of it.”
“Do you want to see?”
I picked up my phone and turned on the camera.
“Pull up your knees to your chest.”
The plug came into view, with her name clearly engraved on the base. I took a picture. Then I moved up the bed alongside her. I showed her the picture.
“That looks weird,” she said. “There’s a lump of steel in my ass.”
“Look closely.”
“Oh my god, it’s got my name on it. You must have engraved it before you even came to Japan. You planned this all along.”
“I did. At lease you know it’s not been in another girl’s ass.”
“Well, I’m glad you planned it. I’ve had the best sex of my life tonight.”
“And you’ve learned how to be a better lover.”
“I have. I’ve learned to ask for stuff instead of letting sex be something that just happens to me if the guy does it. And doesn’t happen to me if he doesn’t. I’m not going to let guys get away without licking me.”
“If they lick you then you have to suck them off.”
“That’s almost as much fun for me as it must be for them.”
“Let’s go to dinner, we can come back here later.”
“Okay. But I can’t really stay all night. I can’t show up at the user-group meeting tomorrow in the same clothes as today. Too obvious. But the metro stops at midnight and doesn’t start again until 5am, so I really need to leave around 11.30.”
“I’m here tomorrow night too.”
“Am I invited back?”
“Of course. You’ve been fun in bed, not disappointing.”
“It feels good to be invited back for round two.”
“Can you stay all night tomorrow night?”
“I’ll bring my toothbrush.”
“Bring your razor too. We can shave your lips. But keep the hair on your mound, it’s pretty.”
“I’ve never been told I’m pretty down there. Am I normal? A girl never sees other girls’, so I think we’re all insecure. Not that I’ve ever talked to another girl about her pussy.”
“You’re completely normal, don’t worry about it. In fact, you have a pretty pussy, cute little dark pink lips you can be proud of. It’ll be even prettier with hairless lips.”
“This is such an odd conversation to have over dinner. Why do you want me to shave my lips?”
“Being licked is so much better when your lips are bare. Just bare skin.”
“Promise you’ll prove that tomorrow.”
“Remember, you’ll have to ask for it.”
“I just did. Promise you’ll lick my pussy tomorrow, stick your tongue inside me, make me cum. You can even stick your tongue in my ass again, although that still seems like forbidden fruit.”
Yuka put her clothes back on. I got jeans and a polo shirt out of my case so I didn’t have to put my suit back on. We went down to the hotel restaurant and found a table away from everyone else so we could have an intimate conversation without being overheard.
“So give me some advice about dates,” Yuka asked. “I won’t even get to the stuff we practiced earlier if I don’t do a better job with dates.”
“You don’t seem to have a difficulty getting dates.”
“Not really. I mean I’m a woman, I’m not overweight. I’m not beautiful but I’m not ugly. So people swipe on me. It’s getting from date number one to sex, and date number one to date number two where I need help.”
“Do you have sex on first dates?”
“Never. More like third or fourth. I need to feel comfortable.”
“So how often do you feel comfortable on a third date when you didn’t feel comfortable on the first date?”
“I guess never, now I think about it.”
“I want you to have a new rule for yourself. If you are comfortable on the first date then you have sex that night. If you are not comfortable on the first date, you don’t bother with a second date.”
“Wow, that’s so not me.”
“So how’s your three-date rule been working?”
She laughed. “Okay, you got me. Not well. Almost not at all.”
“Don’t waste time on dates that are not going to lead to sex. The other advantage of my new rule is that with your new confidence about sex, if you fuck the guy after the first date there is more likely to be a second date, because he will want to fuck you again. So a second date also comes with more sex. That is a much better basis for actually finding a real boyfriend.”
“So how do I do it? We meet in a bar, we have a couple of drinks. Then what?”
“You can’t be too direct, even in the US, let alone Japan. He’s obviously not going to ask directly for sex, but if he invites you back to his place for a nightcap, or to play a videogame, then you just go. He will try and kiss you or put his arm around you back at his place, so you let him. If you make no sign of stopping him, he’ll have your panties off in no time.”
“And then I make him lick me?”
“Yes. Another rule for you. No fucking you without licking you first.”
“Anyway, if he isn’t brave enough to invite you back, he will probably ask to see you again. If he doesn’t, give up since he’s just not that into you. You don’t want to have sex with a guy who is not into you, that’s not going to go anywhere. So if he asks for a second date, you can always tell him that second dates are not always necessary. Or that you need to get really comfortable with him before you go on a second date. If he doesn’t take the hint, he is not smart enough to be your boyfriend.”
“That’s not exactly subtle.”
“It’s a lot more subtle than saying you’re dtf.”
“Dtf?”
“Down to fuck.”
“I’m so ignorant of all this stuff. No wonder I’ve never had a real boyfriend.”
“Where did you have sex previously?”
“When I was a student, we just hooked up in one of our dorms. Since I graduated, we went back to the guy’s place. One time in his car. Mine place is too small for sex. Well, not literally, obviously, but it is tiny with a tiny bed.”
“I don’t know how it works, but I’ve read all about love hotels. That’s neutral ground so might be a good place to go. Are they expensive?”
“I’ve no idea. I’ve never been to one. But yes, they are a real thing, not just something in movies.”
“So find out how they work, whether you need to pre-register, how much they cost, and all that logistics stuff. Find one near where you live. Then, instead of inviting him back to your place, you can take him there. You can tell him there is a great bar near your place and just take him to the love hotel. When the bar turns out to be a love hotel, he will realize you want to have sex.”
“Wow, you are getting me all tingly and excited just thinking about it.”
“Do you want to go to one tomorrow night? We can come back here afterward. That way you learn how it all works in a way that is not your first time with some guy you’ve only known for a few hours.”
“Good idea.”
“Is it okay to take a gaijin, a white guy, to a love hotel?”
“As far as I know. I’ll look online tomorrow.”
“Am I your first white guy?”
“Yeah. Only Japanese before. I’ve nothing against white guys, obviously, but it just never happened.”
Soon we had finished dinner and were in the elevator back up to my room.
“Tomorrow night,” I said when we were in the room, “you will be in charge. We will do what you want and what you tell me to do. Tonight, we do what I want.”
“And what do you want?”
“I’m going to fuck you up your ass.”
“Are you teasing me?”
“No. That’s why I plugged you. To get your ass ready.”
“Promise me it won’t be painful.”
“It will be like when I put the plug in.”
“I was numb with post-orgasmic bliss then, so I didn’t really notice. Although, I think I screamed. Am I going to scream again?”
“You will probably have a huge orgasm from your first anal sex. In my experience, a lot of girls do. It is so intense.”
“Well, that’s a much better reason for screaming,” she said laughing.
“Let’s start by fucking normally. In your pussy.”
“Do we have to take the plug out?”
“No. It will feel good for you.”
“Okay, I guess. It seems like I’d be too full down there for it to be enjoyable.”
“So do I just take my clothes off and lie on the bed? I’m such a newbie at all this.”
“Do you want to go on top? I lie on the bed, you straddle me, and you put me inside.”
“I’ve done that before. Well, without the plug.”
We both took off our clothes and lay beside each other on the bed. We kissed. I gently rubbed her mound, and then fingered her clit when she spread her legs.
“That’s nice,” she said quietly as she wrapped her hand around my cock and started to stroke me. “Am I doing it right?”
“Yes, your fingers feel nice on my cock.”
And they did. A short time later she had me hard. I slipped my finger off her clit and just inside her opening. She was nice and wet and ready. I rolled onto my back. She sat up and straddled me. She reached down and grasped my cock, positioned her body above it, and sunk down. I could feel the unyielding metal alongside my cock in her ass. It made her really tight as her body slid down my cock until I was fully inside. She started to rock her hips. I reached up and put my hands on her breasts so her nipples pressed into my palms, and I started to rub them.
When she seemed really relaxed, I had her get off me, turn around, and then put me back inside. Reverse cowgirl, I think they call it in porn. She started to fuck me again.
“Are you ready?” I asked.
“I don’t think I’ll get readier. What do I do?”
“Stop moving for a moment so I can pull the plug out.”
I reached forward, grasped the base of the plug, and pulled it out. It is always surprising how much force it takes to get a plug out since the thickest part is inside and has to come out through her asshole.
“Now lift your body up off my cock.”
I grasped my cock as it came out of her and redirected it to her asshole. “Now sinke back down again, but really slowly,”
“Oh my god, it’s going in my ass.”
“Yes. Is it hurting?”
“No, but it’s really intense. It’s so tiny and you’re so big.”
She started to lift herself up and then sink down, getting a little more of me into her ass. Finally, she pressed her ass against my belly and I was completely inside her.
Then, as I had predicted, she had a sudden surprise orgasm. She did indeed scream again, and her asshole was so tight on my cock it was painful, she was like a milking machine on a cow’s udder. She was gasping herself, as if she was also somewhat in pain. Then she went limp, as if she’d passed out.
I hardly moved, just enough to keep myself hard. I just gave her time to recover. Eventually, she opened her eyes.
“I never…not like that…I think I lost consciousness.”
I put my hands under her ass cheeks, lifted her up a little and then let her fall back. Then I repeated it. I was fucking her ass without her having to put in any effort. Eventually, she started to move her body too. But she was clearly too exhausted to take the lead.
“I can’t do this. My body doesn’t work anymore.”
She rolled off my cock. I rolled her onto her front, spread her ass cheeks, and re-entered her. She was no longer as tight as she had been at first. I started to fuck her, gently at first, and then roughly. Without my asking, she reached back and spread her own cheeks so that I could go deeper.
“Are you going to cum in my ass?” she said. “That seems so dirty.”
“Do you want me to?”
“Apparently I like dirty. So yes.”
I started to fuck her harder as she lay there spreading her cheeks apart.
“I’m going to cum,” I told her.
“Will I feel it?”
“Maybe.”
I felt my cock twitch when the first jet of cum blasted into her rectum.
“I can feel it,” she squealed. I think she could just feel my cock jerking inside her body, not the actual cum. It doesn’t seem to change the lubrication in the same way as cumming in a vagina. I rolled off her, letting my cock pull out of her ass. She rolled over, put her arms around me, and kissed me.
“I had no idea anal was like that. It’s like discovering a magic hole I never knew I had. Of course, I know I have it because I shit there, but I never knew it was a sex hole until today. You licked me there, fingered me there, plugged me, fucked me anally, came in my ass. It gave me the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had.”
I picked up the anal plug from where it lay on the bed and held it out to her.
“This is yours,” I said. “If you want to be daring, wear it whenever you go on a date.”
“I’m going to wear it more often than that. Tomorrow, all day during the user-group meeting for a start.”
“Can I take some photos of you?”
“You mean naked?”
“Yeah. If my mentoring is successful, next time we meet, you will be in a relationship and you won’t be taking your clothes off for me.”
“I hope it happens. I so want to say I will always take my clothes off for you, but I am not so stupid as to think that is realistic.”
“Also, I have a deal with my wife I didn’t tell you about. When I’m on a business trip, I can do whatever I want. But I have to tell her all about it when I get back.”
“You want to show her pictures of me naked?”
“Of course. She gets so turned-on hearing about my adventures.”
“Okay. You can take some photos. Let’s do it tomorrow before we have sex when I don’t look so messed up, covered in sweat, hair all over the place.”
“Plus your lips will be shaved tomorrow. So your pussy will be even prettier.”
She laughed. “I don’t think girls think their own pussies are pretty. But luckily, unless we make a special effort with our phone or a mirror, we don’t have to look at them. Do guys care what our pussies look like?”
“No. By the time they get your panties off and get to see your pussy, they just want to get in your pussy, they don’t care much how you look.”
“Do you want to do something else to me? Otherwise I need to go home and get clean clothes and I’ll see you tomorrow. Will you do me anally again?”
“Be more assertive. Don’t go back to the old you.”
“Okay. I want you to do me anally again tomorrow. I want to feel your big cock in my tiny rear hole.”
“That’s better. I was planning on it anyway. I was planning on making you wear the plug all day tomorrow but you already decided you wanted to do it.”
So that is basically how I changed Yuka’s life that night (and the following night).
We had our weekly Zoom calls but we kept off the subject of sex since we assumed the company could see the calls or maybe recorded them. But then a few weeks after the user-group meeting my phone vibrated and I had a text from her, very much on the subject of sex.
“i went on a date last night”
“did it go well?”
“we had sex”
“did you make him lick you?”
“y. i sucked him first. i think he liked that i did without him asking. we’d been kissing and i daringly just opened up his jeans and got it out.”
“did you let him do you anally?”
“no! i *made* him do me anally. he’d not done it before so i had to teach him lol”
“did u cum?”
“y. not as big as with you but still pretty big. i didn’t scream lol”
“are you going on a second date?”
“y”
“is he relationship material?”
“no but he is good practice”
“you are a changed girl”
“all thanks to you being my mentor”
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