The Drawer My Neighbor Never Should Have Opened

Before I begin, I’ll tell you a little about myself so you can get an idea. My name is Mei, I have Asian features and very fair skin. I’m not big-breasted, but what really works for me is my backside: a firm, round ass that’s fuller than my slim body would suggest, the kind that shows even in loose jeans. That said, I’m getting to what I really want to tell you.

This happened a few years ago, when I had just turned nineteen. Next door lived a girl named Renata, two years older than me. She was outgoing, the kind who can chat with anyone in the supermarket line, and she was always affectionate with me from the very first day. She was taller than most girls by half a head, had very wavy, almost curly hair, fair skin, and a face freckled all over. Her tits were big and firm, well apart, and the rest of her body matched with the same generosity: wide hips, full thighs, and a round ass that stood out in anything she wore.

Renata had been my friend since I moved into the neighborhood. The day I moved in, she came over to greet the new neighbors, and out of everyone in my family, I was the one she clicked with. Over time we became inseparable. We told each other everything: from the silly dreams from the night before to our most intimate sexual experiences, who we’d fucked, how, what we liked and what we didn’t. There was no forbidden topic between us, and that trust was exactly what made being with her so easy.

One afternoon I went to her house like so many other times. She was finishing a model for university, bent over the table with her hands stained with paint. I had stretched out on her bed with nothing to do, staring at the ceiling, when she asked me for a favor.

“Hey, Mei,” she said without looking up, “pass me the glue from the corner cabinet. It’s the second drawer from the top.”

I went over to the cabinet, but for some reason I misunderstood and opened the second drawer from the bottom. As soon as I pulled it open, I froze. Inside was a variety of sex toys I’d never have imagined: dildos of different colors, some huge and thick with prominent veins, handcuffs, bottles of lubricant, things I didn’t even recognize. I knew Renata fucked quite a bit and would keep a toy or two around, but not this. I was speechless for a few seconds, not knowing where to look.

“Can you pass it to me quickly? I need to glue this before it dries…” Halfway through the sentence she turned and saw me standing in front of the wrong drawer. “Mei, what are you doing? Close that.”

I slammed it shut, opened the one above it, and handed her the glue without saying anything. We both went quiet. She went back to her model as if nothing had happened, and honestly, she didn’t seem too bothered. I wasn’t bothered either, I was just surprised. I’d never seen so many rubber cocks gathered in one place. Almost two hours passed before she finished, and I killed time looking at my phone and pretending my heart wasn’t beating a little faster than normal, and that my pussy wasn’t throbbing as I thought about what I’d seen.

When she was done, she wiped her hands, collapsed onto the bed beside me, and looked at me with a calm that threw me off.

“Do you want to see the drawer?” she asked, as if she were offering me coffee.

“Are you sure? Doesn’t it make you uncomfortable?” I replied.

“Not at all. You know I trust you completely. You’re the person I trust most, and I’ve told you about experiences way more intense than a drawer full of toys. Why would I be embarrassed with you?”

“You’re right,” I said, and at that moment I realized how true it was. “Yes, I’d like to see it a little.”

We moved over together and she opened it again, this time without rushing. It was spacious and packed full: dildos of every size, some monstrous ones that looked like they could split you in two, handcuffs, lubricants, blindfolds, a couple of pink vibrators, and a small whip. Among all that I saw a few small pieces that caught my attention because they were so different from the rest. I asked her what they were, because I truly had no idea.

Renata let out a giggle she failed to hide. A few seconds later the laughter was unavoidable.

“Sorry, sorry, Mei,” she said between laughs. “It’s just that your question is adorable, I thought you’d already know. Look, I’ll explain. —She cut off the laughter and picked up one of the objects.— This is an anal plug. It’s a toy that goes in your ass. There are lots of sizes, depending on what your body wants. —She pointed out the others, lined up like a little collection, from thinnest to thickest.”

“Honestly, I didn’t even know they existed,” I said, taking one between my fingers and studying it carefully. “I’d never seen anything like that. Doesn’t it hurt?”

“It hurts just enough at first. After that you don’t want them to take it out,” she answered, and a half-impish smile slipped out.

Renata lowered her voice, and a touch of mischief crept into her smile.

“Do you want me to show you how they’re used?” Her fingers brushed the one I was holding and took it from me with deliberate slowness. “Though maybe we should start with something smaller for you. Your little ass wouldn’t handle any of these.”

Silence fell, so thick you could have cut it with a knife. The air in the room seemed to turn heavy. Renata didn’t take her eyes off mine, and that sent my pulse racing. I noticed the slightest hitch in her breathing, the way her tits rose and fell under her shirt, and after a few seconds she was the one who looked away, betraying that she was nervous too. She bit her lower lip, as if deciding whether to keep going or apologize.

“Sorry, I said that without thinking,” she murmured. “I wasn’t serious.”

“Would you really let me try it?” I cut in, swallowing. My voice came out shaky, but curious. My pussy was already tingling inside my panties, getting wet without permission.

A slow smile crossed her face. She moved closer until she invaded my space, so close that her sweet, slightly vanilla perfume drifted into my nose and mixed with the heat already climbing up my neck. She looked back at the drawer and pulled out a metal plug, the smallest one of all. It barely measured five centimeters, maybe seven at most, and it wasn’t wide at all. The base was a sort of purple stone that shone in the afternoon light.

“I think this one is perfect for you,” she said, showing it to me in her palm. “It was the first one I used. This was the first thing that ever opened my ass.”

At that moment I was very nervous. It was the first time I’d come close to anything anal, and I’d never imagined my first experience would be like this: with one of my best friends and, on top of that, with her guiding me. I won’t lie, alongside the nerves there was an equally intense excitement I could barely recognize. I could already feel my nipples tightening against my bra and the wetness starting to soak my underwear.

“Relax,” she went on. “If at any point you want to stop, just tell me and we’ll stop, no problem. If you want, get on all fours on the bed, that’ll make it easier.”

“Okay.” My voice trembled again, that same mix of fear and desire. I moved to the bed and got into position, feeling my knees sink into the mattress and my hands plant firmly on the comforter. My heart was pounding in my chest and heat was coursing through me. I could feel the room’s air brushing over my thighs, and the awareness that in a few seconds I was going to have my ass bare in front of Renata had me on the verge of shaking.

Renata came up slowly and positioned herself behind me, and that alone was enough to send my heartbeat soaring.

“I’m going to pull your pants down, okay?” she said softly as she did it, sliding them down over my hips until they sat at my knees. “Very cute, these panties suit you beautifully,” she added with a soft laugh, hooking them with two fingers by the waistband. “You can see how wet you are, Mei. There’s already a little spot here.”

I felt my face burn. She tugged the fabric down with the same calm she’d used on my pants until my panties were bunched together with my jeans and my whole ass was bare, sticking out, aimed directly at her. I heard her suck in a sharp breath through her teeth.

“Fuck, Mei… what an ass you’ve got,” she murmured, and I felt her place both hands on my cheeks and slowly separate them, opening me up, exposing my asshole and pussy to the afternoon light. “And what a pretty little cunt, all pink. It’s already dripping.”

It was the first time she’d seen me naked like that. Even though I still had my blouse on, I felt completely exposed in front of her, with my ass spread wide and everything on display. She began to trace my skin with her fingers, first my lower back, then gliding delicately down until she reached my bare buttocks. She squeezed each cheek, weighed them as if measuring them, and then spread them apart again with her thumbs. The touch was light, barely a caress, but enough to set every nerve ending in my body alight.

Then her fingers slid lower, brushing my asshole with a softness that made me hold my breath. With the pad of her thumb she traced a slow circle over the hole, not putting anything in yet, just stroking it. Then she went lower still and her fingers found the lips of my pussy, soaked through. She ran them up and down, parting them, sinking the tip of her middle finger between them and dragging my own wetness back, smearing my asshole with my juices.

“You’re dripping, Mei,” she whispered, in a hoarse voice I didn’t know she had. “Your little ass is getting hard just from me touching it. Look how it tightens.”

She played a little more, stroking and pressing without hurry. One finger slipped barely a millimeter into my pussy and tore a moan from me that I tried to swallow. Then I heard the pop of a bottle being opened.

“I’m going to put on a little lubricant, okay? It might be a bit cold and feel strange at first, but it’s so you can enjoy it more.” She spread the liquid carefully over my entrance, let a thick stream fall right onto my asshole, and with her middle finger began to smear it over me, circling the tight hole. “Tell me, how does it feel?”

The cold of the lubricant clashed with the heat of my skin, a strange and pleasurable sensation at once. Renata’s finger slid over my asshole again and again, pressing a little harder each time, without going in yet.

“Good, I guess… it feels very cold, it’s weird,” I said, my voice trembling. My thighs were shaking on their own, and I could feel a thin thread of wetness escaping from my pussy and running down the inside of my leg.

“Good. I’m going to put in one finger first, okay? So you can get used to it.” She began pressing with her index finger, pushing little by little against the closed muscle. “You’ve never put anything in there? Not even touched yourself there in the shower?”

“No, nothing at all. Actually…” I cut myself off when I felt her finger enter me.

I felt the pressure against my entrance, a sense of fullness that grew as she pushed in gently. The finger slid inside slowly, knuckle by knuckle, filling me in a way I’d never experienced. I felt my asshole clench around it, trying instinctively to expel it, and I felt her persist patiently until she had me fully open to it. It was pressure, yes, but also a dull, new pleasure, a combination that left me speechless.

“Ah…” A moan escaped me, startled by the intensity. “It feels… different. Oh my God…”

“You’re doing so well.” With her free hand Renata stroked my back, warm and reassuring, while the finger inside began to move slowly, in and out. “Look how your little ass is sucking on my finger, Mei. It’s begging for more. How do you feel?”

“Really good, happy.” The words came out broken, my breathing still ragged. Every time she pushed the finger deeper, a lash of pleasure shot from my asshole up to the nape of my neck. “It’s weird, but… I like it. I like it a lot.”

She smiled, and I heard the satisfaction in her voice. With the other hand she gave my cheek a soft pat and then slid her fingers down to my pussy. She ran two fingertips over my soaked lips and pinched my clit delicately, drawing out another sharper moan from me.

“Look how wet you are, you slut. Anything could go in there like this.”

She moved the finger in my ass in gentle circles, widening the inside, while with her other hand she kept rubbing my clit with the tip of her thumb. The combination was driving me crazy. I was gripping the sheets with my fists and trying not to scream.

“Now I’m going to put the plug in.”

She withdrew the finger slowly and left me with a hollow feeling that was immediately filled by the pressure of the metal. She rested the tip against my entrance and pushed with steady but gentle force. I felt the cold slide in, stretching my asshole in a way that was uncomfortable and pleasurable at the same time. The metal was hard, much harder than her finger, and I could feel every millimeter making its way inside me.

Even though there was already lubricant and the area was stimulated, the plug didn’t go in easily. Only the tip had gone through, so Renata began to pull it out and push it back in little by little, gaining ground with each motion. She would pull it almost all the way out, until my asshole snapped shut, and then she’d push again, this time a little farther in than before.

“Take a deep breath, Mei,” she whispered, with a patience that melted me. “Let your little ass relax. You’re almost there. Just a little more and it’ll be all the way in.”

I took a deep breath and tried to relax every muscle. The moment I exhaled, Renata pushed firmly and I felt the widest part of the plug open me all the way, pass the muscle, and sink inside. My asshole clamped down around the neck of the plug, trapping it, and a surge of heat mixed with pain and pleasure shot up my whole back.

“Ahh… fuck!” Another moan escaped me uncontrollably, this time longer, rougher.

“There, it’s in. You’ve got the whole thing. That purple stone looks so good peeking out between your cheeks, like it’s always belonged to you,” she said, and I felt her give my right cheek a soft kiss. “How do you feel?”

“Weird. To be honest, it hurts a little, but I still like how it feels. It’s like I’m being filled up inside, I don’t know how to explain it.”

“You’re doing great. Breathe deeply and let your ass adjust.” She smiled again, and there was something like pride in her voice. Without taking the plug out, she grabbed the base and moved it with her fingertips, making it twist a little inside me. It was like a stab of pleasure right into some point I hadn’t even known I had. A broken gasp escaped me.

“Right there, huh? I can tell. Your pussy’s pouring, look.” And to prove it, she ran two fingers through my soaked lips and held them up for me, shining and sticky, before rubbing them back over my clit. “You’re such a slut, and you didn’t even know it.”

I nodded, my face pressed into the comforter. The plug still felt strange, a firm pressure that was both irritating and arousing. Renata began to move it just a little, in tiny circles that helped me let go completely, while with the other hand she never stopped working my clit. She rubbed it in slow circles, slick with my own juices, until I started moving my hips on my own, chasing more.

“Oh, how you like it, Mei. Look how you’re pushing back. Your little ass has already fallen in love with the plug.”

“Don’t stop, please… don’t stop,” I begged her, my voice broken. I didn’t recognize my own tone.

She kept going for a few more seconds, playing with the plug and my pussy at the same time, until she felt I was a step away from coming. Then, with a nasty little smile, she pulled her hand away from my clit.

“We’ll leave it in for a while so you can get used to it,” she said, and lay down beside me, her breath quickened.

I almost screamed at her. I was left hanging for a second, the plug buried inside me and my pussy throbbing with nothing touching it. I nodded, feeling the metal settle into place with every breath. She lay beside me and stroked my back in slow, comforting motions, sliding up under my blouse, brushing the skin of my side, and reaching one breast. She pinched my nipple between her index finger and thumb, gently, and I felt my asshole clamp down around the plug again on pure reflex.

“Easy,” she murmured, her lips very close to my ear. “I’m just warming it up a little. If you can hold off from coming, I’ll take it out myself afterward, nice and slow.”

We spent a few minutes like that, her playing with my nipples under my blouse and me focused on the feeling of the plug inside, on how the muscle of my ass squeezed it and let it go with every breath. Experiencing something so intense for the first time, and with her of all people, meant more than I knew how to explain. After a long while, Renata sat up and moved back behind me.

“Let’s take it out slowly, okay?”

I nodded, bracing myself. She took the base and gave a tiny tug, and my asshole resisted for a moment before giving way. When the widest part came back through the muscle, an electric jolt ran through my whole body and I was almost about to come just from that. A very long moan slipped out of me. She removed it with the same delicacy with which she’d put it in, and I felt a mixture of relief and pleasure when I felt it come out completely, leaving my asshole open, throbbing, wanting something that was no longer there.

“How do you feel?” she asked, while she pulled up my panties and pants with a calm I found cruel, not even letting me finish.

“Weird, I feel a little weird. But don’t get me wrong: it’s a very different sensation and I enjoyed it a lot,” I replied, sitting beside her at the edge of the bed with my pussy still pounding inside my panties. “A lot.”

“Honestly, I thought you’d already tried something like this before. That’s why I laughed at first,” she said, letting out another giggle.

“No, I didn’t know anything about this,” I answered, laughing with her.

“I understand. Hey, if you want, keep that plug. Take it as a gift, a souvenir of your first time with something like this. And practice with it alone, for the next time we try something. I want to see you take a bigger one.”

“Are you sure? It’s yours, and it was your first too.”

“Seriously, keep it.”

I thanked her with a smile and she hugged me, pressing me against her big tits with a tenderness that finished melting me. I stayed a couple more hours, talking about anything and laughing like the friends we had always been, even though we both knew something had changed between us and that afternoon wouldn’t be the last. When I went home, I took the gift with me, happy to have discovered this new form of pleasure and desperately eager to keep exploring.

And that’s what I wanted to share about that first approach. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed living it.