Chapter 5. Experiments

On Saturday morning, Hannah sat in her kitchen, smoking and drinking coffee. She still had occasional tremors as she remembered the events of the night. She felt an urge to throw the dice away and forget them forever ... and an equally strong urge to pick them up and try again.

She had to know for sure.

She took the dice from her pocket and looked at them intently, turning them in her fingers. Stop. What is this? She looked at the dice again. And again.

The numbers and images on the faces of the dice changed. They were perfectly still while she looked at them, but as soon as she turned the dice, the faces changed.

Hannah carefully placed the dice on the table and lit another cigarette. There was no way she could pretend anymore that these were just simple dice.

“Okay,” Hannah thought. “I’m crazy, but let’s say I’m not.”

She took a deep breath and rolled the dice.

Sex toys. Solo. For an hour.

Hannah sighed. Well, that didsn’t sound too scary or dangerous or complicated.

Hannah looked around the kitchen. She wasn’t a sex addict, but a woman alone these days always has a number of options. Vibrator, dildo, butt plug, beads ... She decided to keep it simple. An anal plug and a vibrator.

With a wry smile, she set the timer. One hour. Hannah got undressed, lubricated the toys generously, lay down on the couch and inserted the plug into her ass. Ohh ... That felt good. Then she turned on the vibrator and rubbed it gently against her clit. Mmm ... Very nice.

Time passed. Hannah played with herself. She masturbated, changing positions: lying, sitting, standing. She used her hands and various sex toys. She enjoyed the pleasant sensations that grew stronger with time, the warmth and wetness in her pussy, the tingling of her clit, the butterflies scattering in her abdomen...

She came six times during the hour, each time stronger and longer than the one before. When the timer went off, Hannah was exhausted and satisfied. She stretched lazily, turned off the toys, and closed her eyes. A nap will be nice...

And she took a nap. Then she ate something, she did not care what, and took the dice again. She turned them in her fingers (the numbers and pictures kept changing) and rolled the dice.

Anal. With a stranger. Missionary style.

Hmm ... Hannah looked around. She lived alone in a small apartment in a big building with many neighbors. She knew a few who lived closer to her. She thought, tossing the possibilities around in her head. Well ... there was an art student the second door, they barely greeted each other, so he could go for a stranger ... He might be home on Saturday. Okay. He’s in for a nice surprise.

The student opened the door, gasped, and stepped back. Hannah stood on the threshold, barefoot, wearing only a light, thin robe that hid nothing, with a small bottle of lube in her hands.

“No time to explain,” she said solemnly. “I need your assistance. Do you like anal with women?”

He stared at her in wonder. Hannah entered the apartment, closed the door behind her and smiled at him.

“Do you like anal with women?” She laughed against her will. The whole situation was so absurd!

The guy nodded.

“Excellent.”

She tossed him the bottle - he caught it automatically - and took off her robe.

“Lube my ass. Don’t tell me anything now, this is important. I’ll explain when you’re done.”

He nodded and followed her into his bedroom. Hannah lay on her back on the bed, put a pillow below her butt and spread her legs. He fumbled with his pants.

“Don’t worry. I know this is so weird, but it won’t hurt you in any way. Just relax, do me and enjoy. I will tell you the whole story later.”

He lubricated and penetrated her with such confidence. He was obviously experienced. Hannah had a little experience with anal sex, but she became aroused very quickly, jerking her ass to the rhythm of his thrusts as she approached her orgasm. She came before him.

He pulled out and they lay next to each other, panting.

“So...” he looked at Hannah curiously, “what’s the story? Is it some kind of challenge? A lost bet, maybe? My name is John, by the way.”