The Perfect Weekend
written by:
mcerotic

I hate going to the dentist. No, I'm not one of those guys who are reduced to a sobbing wreck by the thought of any pain. It's just on a par to getting a tire changed on my car. It takes way longer than necessary with getting to there, waiting around, getting it done, and then getting back to work. I've just got better things to do with my life.

The one saving grace is that, in the same way tire companies have attractive receptionists, my dentist seems to have a great taste in dental nurses, or whatever they are called. He's a 50-year old guy and they are always attractive under-30 Asians. I think they are Filipina. Maybe there are special schools in the Philippines where they train, so they can get on the track to a green card. All credit to him, if I were a 50-year old dentist, then I'd pick cute girls to work with too.

So I needed a tooth filling. A pretty Filipina I don't remember seeing before takes me to the chair.

"What's your name?" I ask.

"Divina."

"That's ‘divine' in Spanish. You are a goddess apparently. Does it mean something different in Tagalog?"

"No. It's Spanish. Most names there are Spanish despite us speaking Tagalog as our native language. But they are related anyway."

One thing I like to do in life is to hit on cute girls whenever I can. Obviously, if I'm in a bar next to a cute girl I go for it. But, honestly, how often does that happen? And she's not already with a guy? But you meet cute girls all the time at supermarket checkouts, reception desks, at the car wash, and places like that. Yes, and at the dentist.

But, unlike in a bar, you don't have much time for a long conversation to build up to it. So you pretty much have to say something outrageous that might go somewhere, but that won't be embarrassing to you both if she doesn't take the bait, but you still have to complete whatever transaction you are engaged in.

One thing I like talking about is panties. They have enough sexual connotations that you can go that way. But they are innocent enough that they are not too offensive to mention. But you have to be careful. Otherwise it is like asking a girl her bra size. That's purely sexual, you are asking how big her breasts are, and difficult to go back to being professional afterwards if she doesn't feel like telling you.

"So do you want gas?" she said. "Nitrous oxide."

"No," I said. "It makes me feel a bit weird."

"What makes you relaxed?"

"I have something. But it's embarrassing."

"Embarrassing? Why?"

I paused. And then I decided to try it. "I don't like panties," I said.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that I would feel really relaxed knowing that you're not wearing any. Under your scrubs."

"Oh my god. Nobody has ever said that to me."

"I know. That's why I said it's embarrassing. The funny thing is, you wouldn't have to actually do it. It's not like I have any way to check."

"Are you serious though? Would it really relax you?"

Of course the reality was that I was trying to get her panties off for my amusement. But it would not be a lie to say that it would relax me.

"Yes. Will you do it?"

"I can't believe I'm considering it."

"You can just fake it."

She laughed. "I'm not a faker," she said.

"Your boyfriend gets what he sees."

"I don't..." She paused. "I don't need to tell you that."

"You don't have a boyfriend? Cute little Filipina like you?"

"No."

"Did you have boyfriends in the Philippines?"

"No way. My brothers'd kill them. I wasn't allowed to date."

"And here? Have you ever had a boyfriend?"

"How are we even discussing this? But, yes, I've had boyfriends. Only a few."

"And you never faked for them?"

"You are annoyingly arrogant to dare to ask, that. But no." She laughed. ‘To be honest, I never needed to."

"You came every time"

‘You are beyond arrogant."

"So go and take your panties off. And don't fake for me."

She left the room. A few minutes later she was back. She looked just the same, of course, in those medical scrubs that nurses, and dental assistants, all wear. She sat down.

"Don't even ask," she said.

"I don't need to," I replied.

At that moment the dentist walked in. For the next half-hour he was filling my tooth, and she was doing all that dental nurse stuff, passing him "explorers", sucking out my mouth, and so on. Finally I was done and he left.

"Thank you," I said to Divina.

"Did it relax you?"

"Did you do it?"

"Yeah." she said.

"Does it feel weird?"

"Well, it's a first for me for sure."

"Show me."

"What? Really?"

"Yes. Just a quick flash. Let me see those little Filipina pubes."

She looked out of the door to make sure it was safe, then she got up. She quickly pulled down the front of her scrubs. There were no little Filipina pubes since she was shaved, but I got a quick sight of the top of her slit. Then immediately she pulled her pants up again.

"I can't believe you were brave enough to do that," I said.

"I can't believe I just did it."

"Your brothers would be amazed."

"Shit. They'd think their little sister had gone mad. This is way past going out on a date."

She pressed a button and the dental chair returned to its more upright position so that I could leave.

"Do you want more?" I said.

"I just had more of an experience than I thought possible. Today seemed like a regular day in the dental surgery until you showed up."

"Exactly. My phone number is in those dental record beside you," I said. "Be braver still, and text me."

"I can't do that. It's unprofessional for a start."

"Yes you can. I like unprofessional."

"But I don't even know you."

"You took your panties off for me. And I didn't even buy you a drink."

She laughed. "Yes. Most impolite of you. I usually get a couple of cocktails first."

"Next time you can have a Cosmopolitan. But when you get home tonight, I want you to take off your panties again. And when you are excited enough, you'll text me. Don't be a flake."

"I'm not a coward but...well, this is something like in a movie. Not real life. I need to think about it. How about I just give you my number?"

"No. You'll probably give me a fake one. Or not reply. You have to decide you want to do it."

"I don't even know what ‘it' is."

"Me neither. But we'll only find out if you text. See you next time, unless you are not brave."

I got up and left. I thought it was a slim chance she'd text. Once she calmed down and thought about what she'd done, she'd feel ashamed and would be nervous about even meeting me again on my next dental visit.

I drove back to work. I'd had fun teasing Divina, and I'd got her panties off. It was exciting for me, but I also knew I'd given her one of the most exciting experiences of her life. Nothing like that had ever happened to her before. I hoped she'd want to find out how the story ended. Not that I had any idea either, I had no plan. I'd started the day going to the dentist, with no expectation of anything sexual. How much less sexual can you get than a dental visit? If she texted me, there would be a chapter 2. If not, then I would see her again on my next dental visit, but that was 6 months away. We'd just be awkward around each other.

It was nearly midnight when she texted me. "i don't know what to say but it feels like reading a book and i got to the end of the chapter"

"and you want to find out what happens next?" I replied.

"yes"

"are you touching yourself?"

"you are bastard to ask"

"that was a yes/no question. only answers are y and n"

"y"

"don't fake for me"

"lol. i won't"

"are you close?"

"bastard. y"

"do it. right now. for me"

There was a long pause.

"i didn't know i could do that"

"orgasm to order"

"bastard. y"

"you honestly didn't fake"

"n"

"is your life more exciting than it was when you woke up?"

"y"

"what are you doing at the weekend?"

"that's up to you"

"you know it won't involve panties"

"i'm not an idiot"

"don't wear any again"

"omg ok"

"you loved doing it today"

"i have no idea how you got me to do it"

"i asked"

"haha. true, nobody asked before. maybe i'd do it for any patient who asked"

"wasn't it the most erotic thing you've ever done"

"probably"

A few minutes later she texted again.

"y"

I had no idea what we would do. But suddenly I had a cute Filipina who was hot for something sexual. So we would fuck at some point. But it would be boring just to meet at a bar and then go home. I'd started out by dropping excitement into her life so I had to carry on somehow doing the same. I wasn't her boyfriend, we'd barely met, but I was unexpectedly the controller of her sex life.

Then I had an idea. She'd taken her panties off for me before I'd bought her a drink. We would do everything backwards. She would orgasm for me before I kissed her. I'd take her anally before I experienced the pleasures of that little Filipina pussy I'd had a glance of. And we'd split up before we got together. I would give her the most wonderful weekend of her life, and then that would be it. She would forever be disappointed that no experience would ever measure up.

I told her to meet me at a bar near my house. I know girls find it too much commitment to go to a man's house, especially when they know they will have sex for the first time. But I had another reason.

When she arrived I got up and got her a cocktail without asking what she wanted. She would be spending the weekend doing what I decided, so I started that way too. I put the drink down in front of her, then I reached into my briefcase and got out a small cardboard box. She looked inside.

"What is it?" she said.

In the box was a plastic butterfly, a few inches across, with some straps attached.

"It goes in your panties."

She laughed, then leant over and whispered in my ear. "I'm not wearing any. I know you don't like them."

"Good girl," I said. "We will get on great this weekend."

"So it's...like a vibrator or something."

"Yes. Have you ever used a vibrator?"

"No. I've been too embarrassed to buy one."

"You can buy online."

"I know. But then somehow I think the UPS guy will know what he's delivering."

"Go to the restroom. Put the butterfly on your mound. So that the abdomen goes in between your lips. Do up the straps."

"Wow. Do you talk to girls in bars like this all the time?"

I laughed. "No. Only girls with no panties. And you know that all the other girls in here are not bare."

She got up and went to the bathroom, came back, and sat down.

"Are you wearing it?" I asked.

"Yes. But I don't see how it works. How I turn it on."

"You don't." I flicked the switch in my pocket for a second. "It's remote controlled."

She almost hit the ceiling when the vibrator pressed against her clit came to life for a moment.

"Fuck," she said. "Pardon my French. That was intense."

"You're going to cum for me now."

"What? Here in the bar?"

"Yes. When you are close I will hold you as if I'm comforting you. Make it look like your dog just died and nobody will notice."

"Gosh. I've never met anyone like you."

"I want to do everything backwards. Start with taking your panties off. Next you orgasm. Sure, we'll get around to kissing eventually. But I want you to have a unique experience."

"My life feels like it changed yesterday."

"Tell me what you fantasize about."

"You mean...when?"

"Yes. When you touch. Have sex with yourself."

"Oh my god, I don't know that I can. It's embarrassing."

"You have to tell me. I insist."

She took a deep breath. "OK," she said. "The reason that it's embarrassing is that I fantasize about a girl, not a man. My cousin."

"Same age as you?"

"Yes. We were born days apart in the same hospital in Manila. The fantasy starts as real life. One day she was sleeping over. It was hot. We were just wearing panties and it was too hot to have bedding over us. The fan was on."

"I'm going to turn it on now. Get ready."

I flicked the switch to low. I felt her body jerk a little, but not something anyone else in the bar would notice.

"She put her hand in your panties?" I said quietly, taking a guess.

"Eventually. She started just touching over my panties. I lay there knowing I should stop her, but loving the sensation. I'd never been touched before. I pretended I was asleep."

I put my arm around her, partially to be friendly, but also so I could sense how much tension was in her body, how close she was getting.

"When I didn't stop her, she slipped her hand into my panties and started to finger me. I was shocked."

"You'd never been fingered."

"I'd never even been touched, I told you. It was a new experience in so many ways. I mean...well, nobody had ever touched me down there...and then her finger was there...inside. In there, you know what I mean."

"Did you want her to stop?"

"I suppose I felt a bit guilty. All that Catholic stuff. But I was overwhelmed with excitement. Even though I was pretending to be asleep I let my legs fall apart more. So she had free access."

"Were you wet?"

"You know I was."

"Did she make you cum?"

"She did. Then she pulled her hand out, I continued to pretend to be asleep, and in the morning neither of us said a thing about it."

I turned the vibrator up to medium.

"Carry on," I said.

"That's all that actually happened. But when I'm fantasizing, I imagine going further. She takes my panties off. I spread my legs for her, of course. Despite being asleep. It's a fantasy. Stuff doesn't have to work quite in real life. She starts to lick me."

"Are you getting close? I mean in real life."

"Yes. You'd better hold me and I'll sob for my theoretical dog."

I turned the vibrator up to high, knowing she wouldn't last long before she came.

"Do you lick her too? In the fantasy?"

"Yeah. If it takes long enough. Once I finish, the fantasy finishes too."

"She's licking you. She's going to make you cum."

"Yes," she said. "I can't talk any more. My dog is dying..."

I held her tightly. I felt her orgasm. I could feel her clenching her teeth to avoid making a sound. Her body went taut, and then relaxed, but I had the sensation that I could actually feel the waves of excitement flooding through her body.

She lay her head on my shoulder after it was over. I turned the vibrator off. I'm not sure if she was taking the dead dog thing seriously or her body just went limp. I held her. After a minute or so, she finally sat up.

"Have you ever done anything like that before?"

"I've never cum except in the privacy of my own bedroom."

"What about your boyfriends?"

"I'm not very experienced. I told you I only had a few boyfriends. But actually I've only had one. And he was clueless. He couldn't get me there."

"We're all clueless when we start. We need girls to teach us. My lesbian friends admit finding a girl's clit is not easy even as the owner of one."

"Wow. I can find it instantly. But I guess I'm doing that by feel."

"Later this weekend I will lick you. And I'll do it properly. And you will cum for me."

"Oh my god. We're in public. I can't believe you said that."

"You just came in public."

"Oh wow, I did. I can't believe that either."

"You know we will fuck this weekend."

"I knew what I was signing up for, I'm not naïve. I'm ready to do it. Especially after that."

"Your vagina is mine to penetrate."

She screwed up her face. "You don't have to be so explicit. It's horrible. Compared to saying you want to make love to me. Even though we know it's the same thing."

"But I'm not like other men. I'm going to take you anally first."

"What? I don't do that. Well, it's not like I've done that much of the other thing either but..."

"You are mine this weekend. I want every orifice and I choose the order."

"What about my mouth?"

"Let's do that next."

"Somehow I have the feeling that it's going to be different. I'm not going to be simply kneeling on your bedroom carpet."

"Did you do it before? With your previous boyfriend?"

"Yes. He really liked it."

"He's a guy. We all really like it. It's more like being made love to."

"How do you mean?"

"Sex, like cock in your pussy sex, is wonderful, but mostly the girl is just soaking up the pleasure. Unless she's on top, of course. When she sucks you, you feel that she means it."

"I want to do it for you," she said. "I'm so turned-on right now that if you told me to do it here in the bar, then I'd do it. Despite it being idiotic."

"I promise I'll keep you safe. Not made you do something idiotic that will wreck your life. Let me close out my tab and we can go to my place."

"I feel like your girlfriend."

"You are my girlfriend. But just for a weekend. It's like going to a luxury resort hotel for a weekend versus owning a private jet."

"Wow, it sounds wonderful, total commitment for a weekend."

"Yes, but you will have a hard time coping with it."

"What do you mean?"

"You will have the best weekend of your life, I promise you. Then you will be texting me for weeks because you want more. You can't cope with the deal even though you think you can."

"And the deal is that it is just for one weekend?"

"Yes. Or none. You can walk away, I'm not going to make you do stuff you don't want to."

"I'll go for one weekend, then."

"You know that means anal."

"Yeah. Even though the idea is terrifying."

"I love a girl who goes for it totally."

"I'm all in. Whatever. Oh my god, I've seen stuff in porn. But I hope you aren't going to be like that."

"Tie you up and put needles through your nipples and drip hot wax on you?"

"I'll do it. If you insist. But I really hope not."

"I promise you that you will look back at this weekend as the most wonderful of your life. You will even enjoy anal."

"Wow. But it's tiny. How does anal work?"

"You just need to be prepared. Your vagina can let out a four inch baby head."

"I don't even want to think about that. It makes a big cock seem tiny."

"Was the cock you had big?"

She laughed. "How would I know? I've only had one. Nothing to compare."

"You'll have another this weekend."

"Yeah, I know that too. I'm totally signed up for it." She paused. "That sounds like it's something I'm enduring. What I mean is that I want it. I can't wait, to be honest."

"Do you want to suck it now?"

"In the bar? For sure not."

"In the car?"

"Where someone might see us?"

"Yes?"

"OK. But you have to realize this is totally not me."

"I know. Let's go."

We left the bar and went outside.

"Are you serious?" she said.

"Yes," I said. "I want you to do it now, where we might get seen. It's so hot."

We got into my car. I unzipped my pants.

"Oh my god, it's only the second one I've ever seen and I'm going to...you know."

"You want to, so much."

"I do. In your bedroom. But here in public...shit, I'll lose my job if I get seen."

"Suck," I said.

She lowered her head and took my cock into her mouth. Just the second cock of her life.

"You feel good," I said. "Do you want to make me cum here in the parking lot?"

She lifted up her head. "I want you to cum wherever you want. You are the master this weekend. I am your girl."

She took me back into her mouth again.

"Do you know how to do it without spilling everywhere? If not, we should go home."

She didn't take my cock out but she shook her head. I reached forward and turned pressed the start button in my car. She sat up and put on her seat belt. My cock was sticking out hard in my pants.

"When we get home," I said, "I want you to make me cum and try and swallow every drop."

"If that's what you want, then I want to do it," the Filipina said. "But..."

"You've not done it before?"

"No," she said. "But I want to. Teach me. I'll try not to spill any."

"You like to learn."

"Yes. It seems I've one weekend to learn everything I need to know about sex for the rest of my life."

I laughed. "You'll have more boyfriends."

"I assume. But I have a feeling that this weekend is when I'm going to learn what to do with them."

I drove the short distance to my house. We walked in through the door from the garage to my kitchen. I didn't say a word but she dropped onto her knees in the kitchen. She opened me up again and wrapped her lips around my cock. I had gone somewhat soft driving but in a short time she had me hard again.

"I'll tell you when I'm about to cum," I said. "If you are with a regular boyfriend you will get to know him, he won't need to warn you."

She moved her head up and down on my cock. I know she was inexperienced but she had a good idea what to do. I was soon close.

"Nearly there," I said. "Keep going like that. Don't break the rhythm."

The first blast of my cum went into the back of her mouth. She was clearly surprised but also knew what was going to happen.

"Keep going," I said. "Keep your lips sealed around my shaft."

She kept sucking as I drained myself into her.

She sat back, swallowed it all and then spoke. "Fuck, that was one of the most exciting things I've ever done."

"More exciting than losing your virginity."

"That was painful, and a sort of why-do-people-care-about-sex moment."

"The second time was better."

"Well, yes. The third or fourth anyway. It started to get really good. I started to understand."

"When did you discover masturbation?"

"I don't really remember. Middle school. Before I was hairy anyway. I can remember thinking that the hairs were not an improvement. So I shaved them all off."

"Little pre-pubescent hairless lips."

She laughed. "I have little post-pubescemt hairless lips, but I have to shave to keep them that way now."

"I've seen them."

"Oh wow. Yes, I don't know how you got me to show you, but you did."

"I'm going to lick them later."

"I can't fucking wait," she said.

"Show them to me."

"What, right now?"

"Yes. I got a glance in the surgery and that's it.

"Shall we just go to bed?" she said.

"I thought I was in control."

"Sorry," she said. "But it seem sort of pointless to take my pants off in the kitchen."

"But there's olive oil here," I said.

"I don't understand. Olive oil?"

"You can't have anal sex without lubrication. It's not like your vagina which gets wet when you're excited."

"Oh gosh. I'd forgotten that was what you wanted."

"I don't just want it. It is what you will give me. But right now I want you to sit on the sofa and spread your legs."

She was clearly a bit embarrassed to do it, but she slipped off her jeans. Then she sat down. I knew she was shaved from earlier in the day, so I was looking at her sitting there, hairless, but legs together. Finally she got up the nerve, and she parted her legs, and I got the first real sight of her pussy. Little latte Filipina lips nestling between the fleshy outer ones.

I left the room and came back with a camera on a tripod. I picked up the remote control. In a few seconds there was a close-up of her pussy on the screen.

"Oh my god, is that me?"

"You never looked?"

"No. It looks weird though. I mean I've seen some other women on the net, so I have a sort of idea what we look like. But, no, I've never seen mine."

She reached down with one hand and spread her lips apart.

"Oh my god, I'm pink inside."

I laughed. "All women are pink inside. Even black girls."

"You've been with a black girl? I suppose you've been with everyone."

"What do you call it?"

"Well, Tagalog is my mother tongue so that is the first thing I think of. In English, I call it my pussy."

"Pull your legs up," I said. "Show me your asshole."

"This is so extreme," she said. "Like I'm in a porno movie."

But she did it. She pulled up her legs so that not just hear beautiful pussy was on view, but the little tiny starburst of her asshole. The place I would go before I finally made love to her in the more conventional opening. We both looked at the TV.

"You have a beautiful asshole," I said.

"I have no idea what that even means," she said. "I don't think I've even seen an asshole before."

"Your pussy is beautiful too."

"Thanks, I guess. It's not the sort of compliment I've ever had before. Aren't my lips too big or something? I thought they were all meant to be hidden inside. Or too brown?"

"You're not white."

She laughed. "Well, obviously I don't have a white girl pussy. Pink lips and stuff."

"Milky coffee lips."

"Yeah. I guess. Is that OK?"

"I'm going to lick them later."

"I can't wait."

"Are you going to cum for me?"

"I hope so. Isn't that more up to you? My boyfriend couldn't do it. I hope you can."

"Let's find out," I said.

I moved across the room and knelt down between her spread legs. I lowered my head and she gasped as my tongue finally reached her little Filipina pussy. I glanced up. She was watching my tongue in the soft folds on the TV screen, something that most girls never get to see, the curves of their body hide everything.

It was only a moment later that she was sighing "Oh gosh, you are so much better than my boyfriend, don't stop."

My tongue kept playing with the soft folds of her pussy with the little hard nugget of her clit. I reached up with one finger and slipped it inside. She was so wet and ready, it went in easily.

"Oh my god, you know how to do it," she gasped.

"As good as your finger?" I said, lifting up my head.

"Better. Much better."

"Tell me about your cousin again."

"The real stuff. Or my fantasy stuff."

"Start with the real stuff."

I used my fingers to open up her pussy, while she told me about her cousin's pussy.

"You have no idea how excited I was when she started to touch me. Down there. I'd never been touched before. It was everything at once. Not allowed, fun, a new experience, a part of my body I barely knew existed. You cannot imagine."

I pressed my tongue on her clit.

"Yes, there, somehow she found it instantly too. When she put her hand in my panties."

I lifted my head. "Tell me about it."

I started to lick her again.

"She slid her hand into my panties. You've probably done that to a girl at some point, so you know how exciting it is. But you have no idea how it is for the girl. Especially for the first time. To be honest, girls don't know much about their pussies until someone else starts to touch them. They don't notice they exist."

"Really?"

"A little slit in the mirror and that's it. It's only interesting later on, when someone touches it. Anyway, she slid her finger into the gap between my lips. I don't think I knew I had a clit until then, but she did."

"Did you cum?"

"Yes, I think it was the first orgasm of my life."

I could sense that she was close to having another one, from me licking her and fingering her pussy.

I lifted my head up. "I want you to cum for me now. Imagine that it's not me licking you, it's your school friend."

"OK."

I lowered my head, attacked her clit, and slid my finger back and forth in her cunt. She came instantly.

"Oh god, yes, don't...don't stop whatever you are doing...I'm cumming...nnggh."

Her body went tight and then relaxed, like the time I'd seen her cum in the bar. I kept licking until I knew the excitement was over.

"Was that good?" I asked.

She looked up with a big smile on her face. "The best in my life," she said.

"You've not had many."

"Apart from ones I give myself, I've had two. And they were both better than masturbation."

"In the bar, and now?"

"Yup."

"Did you watch on the TV?"

"At first. It was hot watching you lick me. But I closed my eyes when I got close. I always do. Even when I'm alone."

"Have you showered with a guy before?"

"No. Is that what we do next?"

"Yes. Let's go and shower together, and then go to bed. Naked."

We went upstairs and showered. I took a washcloth. I took special care between her cheeks.

"I'm making sure you are really clean here," I said. "Because tomorrow morning you will invite me in there."

"Oh god, I still don't know how it works. It's way too strong to say that I'll ‘invite' you in there. But I committed to do it, and I will. I'm not chicken. But it looked so tiny...on the TV...my asshole."

I opened a drawer beside the bed and got some things out and laid them on the bed for her to inspect.

"What are they?"

"They are anal plugs. And a bottle of lubricant. We will start with the small one, then work up to the medium one. Once the big one is in you then my cock is only a little bit larger."

"Will it hurt?"

"Not unless I want it to. And I don't. So we will go really slowly. You will enjoy it."

"Gosh. I can't believe it's something I'll enjoy. Not just put up with."

"Isn't that pretty much the Asian concept of sex for girls. What you were told growing up?"

She laughed. "Close. I mean I totally thought that it was some horrid thing that girls had to do to get married and have babies and all. And the first time I had sex it was exactly like that. It hurt like hell and I put up with it dutifully."

"Now you want it."

"Yes. But there is a skill thing too. My boyfriend wasn't that good. Inexperienced for a start. Sex with you is the gourmet version."

I laughed. "Filet mignon, not hamburger."

"Yup. When you licked me earlier, that was one of the best feelings I have ever...well...felt."

We went to sleep. In the morning, I woke up when it got light. But she was still fast asleep after the two biggest orgasms of her life. I went downstairs, made coffee and juiced a few oranges, put everything on a tray and went back to my bedroom.

I pulled back the bedding and finally looked at her body closely. She was that beautiful tan color. She had small breasts, but not tiny ones, very firm. The nipples were dark brown, one of the most obvious differences from a white girl. Lower down, there was the little shaved slit that she'd first shown me in the dental office. Her legs were casually apart since she was asleep. I thought back to her fantasy with her cousin and wondered for a moment if she was actually awake, spreading her legs for me for inspection, feeling my gaze on her labia.

I got back into bed as she woke up.

"Coffee. Orange juice. And the smallest plug," I said.

I put a mug of coffee on the nightstand on her side of the bed, and a wineglass of orange juice.

"What do I do?" she said.

"Lie on your front."

She rolled onto her front. I pulled the bedding to one side. There was her beautiful ass. I took the lube and squirted some on my fingers.

"This will feel weird," I said. "Just don't think about it too much."

I rubbed the lube on the rough pucker of her asshole, and then with a single fingertip I started to circle on it. Once her body relaxed I pushed the finger inside. I grabbed the smallest of the three plugs, and replaced my finger with it. Then I got back into bed and started to sip my coffee.

"You can sit up now, and have your coffee."

We sat in bed and she told me a bit more about growing up in Manila in the Philippines. The combination of Asian society and Catholic society meant that sex was taboo. There was no way she would think about doing it until her wedding night, or preferably several years later. So it was a big step to being here in my bed about to try anal.

I picked up the middle sized plug. Sometimes, to get a girl ready for anal, I like to use my fingers, but for an anal virgin the plugs are less intimidating. I dribbled lube onto it. Then I passed it to her.

"Take out the small one and put this one in."

She seemed surprised that I was making her do it herself, but she reached down under the bedcovers. I couldn't see but presumably she did it.

"It's starting to feel normal," she said. "As if you might be right that I'll enjoy it. But even that one isn't that big compared to...you know...your cock."

We chatted some more and the unsaid element of the conversation, the big plug, sat on the nightstand beside me. Finally I picked it up.

"I didn't look that big before," she said laughing. "I think it got bigger the nearer the time came to put it in."

"On your front, girl."

She kicked the bedding off, rolled onto her breasts, and then reached back and spread her ass cheeks. I could see the medium plug in her ass.

"You ass is mine," she said. "That's not something I've ever said before."

I lubed up the big plug, reached down and pulled out the middle sized one and then positioned the big plug. I pushed slowly, then when her body resisted a little, I paused and backed off. Gradually I worked it into her and finally it clicked into place.

"Shit," she said. "That's not comfortable."

"Just wait. Your body will get used to it."

"I can't believe people enjoy this."

"I promise you this. You will love it so much that you will want other men to do it too. But it takes so much trust, that even being a long term boyfriend might not be enough."

"Really? Doesn't seem that likely. But I do trust you totally, I admit. Which is weird. You're some guy that showed up for dental work. Now I'm lying in your bed naked with a huge plug up my ass."

"And you're not a virgin, but not all that much more."

"No. I'm one of those girls who has had so few lovers she had to pretend her number is bigger. I'm the opposite of a slut."

"Are you ready to go from zero to one in your ass?"

"I suppose. I have no idea. Just do it."

I put a pile of pillows on the bed and got her to lie down on them so that her ass was lifted up. I pulled out the plug. She yelped when the widest part went through the ring of muscle. I squirted some lube onto my cockhead and pushed it against her asshole before her body started to close up again. I pushed, slowly but firmly, and my cock slipped into her body with barely a trace of resistance.

"I'm in you," I said.

"Really? I was gritting my teeth ready for agony. Like my first vaginal sex."

"No. The plugs get you ready."

She laughed. "Maybe all girls should have plugs. Pussy plugs I mean. You get the first one when you are...I don't know...ten or something. Then each year on your birthday you get a bigger one. By the time you have sex you would be so ready."

I laughed too. "I suspect lots of ten year olds would be having sex too though."

"You're right. Ten is too young. But who cares if fourteen year olds are fucking. Juliet fucked Romeo at that age."

"The US government for one. Your brothers."

"Oh shit, yes. If I'd shown any interest in sex at that age my brothers would've beaten the guy to a pulp. Luckily, I didn't really know it existed, so I couldn't be interested in it."

I could feel that her asshole was a little more relaxed so I started to move in and out. She was tight but not so tight it would be painful. The plugs had worked perfectly.

"Oh my god," she said. "I had no idea."

"It's intense, isn't it?"

"It's extreme. Porno. I'm fucking in a porno, that's what it feels like."

I started to fuck her harder, more aggressively. Her asshole got looser, she got more relaxed with the whole idea of anal and I felt her starting to move underneath me, not just letting me fuck her because she'd agreed to let me do it.

"Are you comfortable enough to go on top?" I said.

"How does that work?"

"I lie on my back with my cock sticking up. You squat over me. You sink down. You take me back into your ass."

"Oh wow. Yes. I want to try it. I want to try everything."

I pulled out of her and threw all the pillows off the bed. I lay on my back. She stood over me. She grabbed my cock and lowered her body. She looked surprised that my cock simply slipped back into her without her needing to force her body down hard.

"Wow," she said. "It just went in."

"And it felt good going in?"

"It did. You're right. But how am I ever going to find another guy to do this with?"

"Any guy will do it."

"I know. But, like you said, it takes a lot of trust."

"I want you to make me cum now. Fuck me hard."

"Yes, sir," she said.

She leant forward so she had a good angle, and then started to move her hips up and down. My cock moved back and forth in the tight ring over her asshole. It only took a moment.

"Oh yes, I'm cumming in your rectum, you dirty girl."

"Yes, cum in me. Fill me up...shit, I've never talked dirty before...pump your seed into my...whatever's back there...my intestines or something."

I blasted spurt after spurt of cum into her "whatever's back there", wondering whether she'd ever have anal sex again or if it would turn out to be a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

She slumped down, pressing her small firm breasts onto my chest. I almost kissed her but since we were having a backward relationship, that would have to be the last thing I did. But I did hold my arms around her as my cock slowly softened in her ass and eventually flopped out.

I took her out for the day. We had lunch in a little bistro, then I took her to the park. I held her hand like she was my girlfriend, which she was that weekend, and we walked around the lake with all the other couples, and the women with dogs.

It was unfair of me really. I knew she'd fall in love with me. She'd started the weekend terrified that she'd explicitly signed up for anal sex, and she would end it wanting to move in with me.

Saturday night I took her out to a steak place. She'd brought her "little black dress" so I made her wear that. I said nothing about panties but I was pretty sure she decided not to wear any, despite how vulnerable it would make her feel. I knew she'd want to do it for me. The fact that I didn't even have to ask made it more special.

"Have you had a real relationship?" I asked her. "A reading-in-bed relationship?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, when you don't live together, you have sex every time you are in bed together. But living together, a real relationship, doesn't involve having sex every night. So you do what you would do on your own too. Read in bed."

She laughed. "I've never read in bed with someone else there, I suppose that is what you mean."

"Yes. To be honest, real relationships mean more reading than fucking."

"You realized we've not fucked yet, don't you? I mean traditional sex."

"I know. We've licked and sucked and done anal. I will make love to you in the morning."

"Really? That'll be perfect. I so want to do it."

I woke in the morning. I could tell she was half-awake. I reached down and cupped her mound gently. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs, still not really awake, but clearly enjoying being touched. I let my finger fall into her cleft. She was still too asleep to be wet, but I pushed just the tip of a finger inside her.

I massaged her, the tip in her opening, the rest of my finger grazing her clit. She started to wake up, and she started to moisten. I let my finger go in deeper as her body welcomed me. I put my other hand on one of her breasts and started to rub her little coffee-colored nipple.

"That's the best wake up I've ever had," she sighed. "Do you want me to do something?"

"No. Just lie there. I'll get you wet and then enter you."

"Don't I need to get you hard?"

"Getting you wet will get me hard," I said.

"Wow. OK. I have so much to learn."

"I'm going to make love to you. You just have to lie there and be made love to."

"Oh gosh, that sounds ethereal."

"If it makes you cum, it will be even more ethereal."

"Gosh, I hope it does. I've never cum before...I mean during real sex."

I worked my finger deeper inside her. She was clearly getting excited. She was wet and relaxed. I rubber her clit, she moaned with pleasure. She was ready. My cock was hard from the excitement of playing with her, not to mention her giving me her ass the day before.

I moved over her. She spread her legs. I took hold of my cock, positioned it on her little lips, and pushed. The pink head of my cock vanished between her little coffee-colored labia.

"That's so good," she said. "Better than before."

"Good isn't good enough," I said. "I want it to be perfect."

"Make me orgasm then. That's the last bit of perfection. The perfect end to a perfect weekend."

I pushed her knees up close to her breasts so that I could enter her more deeply.

"Oh yes," she moaned. "Deep. Your cock is..." She paused. "Bigger."

"Cum for me," I said. "I so want you to do it. Touch your clit if you have to."

"I think I can do it without. Let's try."

I started to fuck her hard and aggressively, trying to make her cum on the spot.

"Oh yes, yes, keep going," she gasped. I could sense she was close and hoped she could get all the way.

"Cum now," I said.

"OK," she gasped. "I think I can do it."

Her body jerked and tensed up for a moment, and then she relaxed and I felt her orgasm inside her. Her pussy made little rhythmic dances on my cock for a moment while she gasped with pleasure and excitement.

"My life is perfect," she said quietly a moment later. "I have a boyfriend for right this moment, his cock is in me, I just had the most perfect orgasm of my life. There is nothing else for me to think about."

I started to fuck her a little more energetically, getting myself close.

"Do you want to feel it inside?" I said.

"I would so love that, but I'm not on the pill."

"Then on your belly."

"Yes. I want to watch it squirt out."

I got close and then pulled out. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around my cock and stroked me hard. The first blast went up her belly between her little breasts, then the pulsations got softer and I produced a pool of cum on her stomach. She reached down, dipped her finger in it, and took a taste.

"The flavor of love," she said as she swirled her cum around on her tongue.

I lay down beside her. We had another normal day, going to a café and then hiking a little up one of the hills nearby. We both knew it was almost the end of our perfect weekend. She knew she would never have one like it, not with me, not with anyone else.

I drove her back to the parking lot where she had left her car.

"You realize we've never kissed," I said.

"Yes," she replied. "So I'm assuming this is going to be the best kiss I will ever have even if I live to be a hundred."

I moved across the car and our lips touched for the first time. Her tongue drove into my mouth like it was the most important thing in the world. We moved our lips, our tongues played. I let my hand slip off her shoulder onto one of her little breasts. I could feel her nipple rock-hard through her bra. I didn't put my hand down there but I didn't have to. I knew here panties were soaked.

Then it was over. She got out, and walked slightly unsteadily, still aroused, to her car.

It started just half an hour later. She texted me, "please can i be your girlfriend"

"can i come again next weekend"

"my life will never be the same"

"you can do anything to me. i'll say yes"

"even pain. i'll take it"

I picked up the phone and called the dentist. It was Sunday, so I just got voicemail of course.

"My filling doesn't seem to be quite right," I said. "Can you fit me in sometime next week?"

I had given her the best weekend of her life. Now I would give her the best surprise of her life.

And when she saw my name on the schedule she would know what she had to do. Wearing panties would be totally unacceptable.

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