Seduce her. On a 7-9, you have to share too.

Feeling cleaner-than-clean after your internal rinse, you re-convene with Bernie, sitting on your bed in the dorm room..

"Where we gonna start?" you ask Bernie. "Or should I ask you about your anal experiences first? I mean, you and Habiba were really butt dykes, and you help your mom with that stuff at Pleasure Circles."

"We-ell," Bernie says. "Talking about sex does get me in the mood. But you have to share too, Ben. One for one. You've tried it with Charlotte, right?"

"Maybe," you say.

Bernie gives you that look.

"Okay, yes," you say.

"You first, Ben," she says. "What have you and Charlotte done together?"

"Well, you know when she ran off with that frat guy for a few weeks?" you say. "He turned her on to it. But not only was he a jerk, but he didn't listen to her. So he did Charlotte up the butt twice and really rang her bells, but the third time, it hurt but he wouldn't stop. She was kind of fed up with him for other reasons, but that was the last straw. Next week she was calling me, following me everywhere, making with the yellow roses and stuff until I took her back. She was kinda glued to my side for the rest of the term."

"Haha, yeah," Bernie says. "I remember her chiming in on your phone calls."

You sigh. "Yeah. But we had some really good make-up sex. She talked me into trying anal."

Bernie chuckles. "You didn't need much convincing."

You feel your ears warm up. They must be turning pink. "Well, no."

"Tell me about it," Bernie says.

"She wanted to do it, and I said yes, but, well, when I asked her what went right and what went wrong, well, she wasn't so clear about how." You shake your head. "I think she was drunk, the first time at least. So I got the book." You shrug, pointing your elbow toward Your Family Doctor's Guide to Anal Sex.

Bernie laughs. "You're loyal to that series."

"What can I say? They're all don't worry, hella lots of people get hot thinking about crazy sex shit, lots of people actually do it, here's how to start slow and stay safe and all. Here's when you oughta stop, here's how to fix this kinda problem." you say. "Even tear-out shopping lists for what you need, if you can fucking believe it." You flip to a dog-eared page. "It's like a fucking cookbook."

Bernie laughs out loud. She follows along as you flip through the book. "Looks like the same photo models as the other ones," she says.

"Yeah, kinda cute people but really kinda normal, and not much makeup. I kinda hate makeup, but Charlotte really gets into it sometimes, and then she's all soap, water, and cold cream for weeks," you say.

"She sounds like she gives you enough variety for two or three girlfriends in one," Bernie says.

You laugh and say, "Sometimes it seems that way." With a sigh, you add. "I really miss her."

"So-ohh," Bernie says. "How'd you do it?"

"Well, I guess we kind of made a production of it," you say. "I did all the shopping list things. We read up on it. We went to the testing center, because, you know, who knew if Biggus Dickus had given her something. All clear. We read over the Your First Anal Intercourse chapter together a couple of times. We made a plan. We made a date. We had dinner at her favorite place. We got a hotel room. Put on some music. We just hugged for a while, and then started making out. She jumped up and pulled me into the bathroom, we were gonna take a shower together according to plan. She put on a shower cap and we washed up, well, washed each other, really. Charlotte really got into a kinda weird giggle fit when I was washing her butthole."

Bernie asks, "Was she okay?"

You say, "Yeah, I was worried at first, but then I could tell she was still having fun. She got super giggly when she was washing me up too. So we we get done washing up and we just stand there under the shower, holding each other, and then she's like, 'Let's do it!'. We don't even go back to the bed, she just bends over the sink and has me screw her hard and fast to get us both warmed up. Then she says 'Do it!' and I lube up and, and, and we're doing it. We're really doing it. I'm up her butt."

Bernie nods. She's looking a little pink in the cheeks too.

You continue, "I'm moving in her, slow and steady, all that. She's really tight and kind of squeezing her butthole on me now and then. Then it seems like no time till her voice gets that little 'uh, uh, uh!' thing she does and boom! Her bells are ringing but good."

Bernie nods emphatically. "Yeah."

"Yeah. But then she says, 'Oh no, oh no, out, out!' and I'm, whatever you say Charlotte, let me go slow."

"Aw," Bernie says.

"It was a little embarrassing," you say. "But it worked out. We showered up again. Put fresh towels on the bed and lay there and talked for a while. Then we tried it again with her on her back. Taking it slow up her butt. She had a vibrator ready and this time I got off too."

Bernie raises her eyebrows and looks a question at you.

"She said I was much better than Biggus Dickus," you say.

"No, how did you like it?" she asks.

"It was magic," you say. "But we just did it that once. I hope we get another chance."

Bernie squeezes your hand. "I'm sure you will," she says. "Did you want to hear about me and Habiba?"

"Yeah."

Bernie sits close and puts a hand in your lap, cupping it gently over the bulge in your pants. "Won't be too much for you?"

"I'll take that chance," you say.

Bernie tells how Habiba had come to one of Joyce's Women's Pleasure Circles as Bernie's guest and partner. On their next date, Habiba gushed about how exciting it was to hear Joyce talk about anal eroticism and masturbation and how Joyce enjoyed it with partner sex as well. The very thought gave Habiba a thrill from how forbidden, how dirty it was, and that she'd never been able to bring up her anal fascination with girlfriends before. "But now I know it's normal for you and your mom, and I watched those other women do it at the Circle, it was so amazing!"

After that, almost every time Bernie and Habiba had sex together, anal play was part of it. They started out with caressing, massage, and finger penetration, and worked up to inserting toys and vibrators.

But the peak experience for Habiba was rimming, kissing and licking each other's anus. She'd said, "I feel so open to you Bernie, so naked when you put your mouth on me. When I put my mouth on you. I feel so close, like we're part of each other."

Bernie's eyes wander up to the corner of the room as she remembers Habiba, her closest, best, and last girlfriend. Bernie's cheeks grow pink as she recounts their many and varied experiences of anal eroticism, which for Habiba was the most powerful, romantically fulfilling part of sex. Her fingertips twitch over your covered penis as she recalls especially intense sexual scenes.

Bernie gains +1 Desire (+2 Desire) from sharing your experiences of anal eroticism.