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Asian Silk

By: Tattered_warrior



It's a gorgeous spring day. The temperature finally reaches the mid-sixties, and it seems miraculous after a long, cold winter and too much snow.

It doesn't take long to get dressed for a serious bike ride. Black Lycra cycling tights, which hug my thighs like a second skin. Really, that's all they are: a second skin. You don't wear anything under cycling tights, since they're made with wonderful chamois lining to prevent saddle sores. I complete my outfit with a colorful cycling jersey, mostly red, highlighted with blue and white flashes. Aerodynamic helmet.

I look the part. About 5 foot eleven, lithe frame, with lean muscles. Dark hair, a little longer than usual. I haven't shaved for two days, so I look a little rough around the edges. My cycling look. Martial arts are my main sport, but I love getting on a bicycle and going for hours. It's so liberating and enjoyable. I thrive on the intensity and challenge.

But it's the first time on a bike in five months, and it wouldn't be smart to push too hard. So I decide to try the Sambro loop, which will take me along the coastline, a long, winding road with many short hills and a few long ones before it heads back to the city center. All in all, about 50 kilometres. A good test for the first ride of the season.

I move slowly through the city. Limbering. Cautious. It's Earth Day, so many cyclists are out. The drivers here are polite, but you can never be too careful. I have one long scar on my right leg, a reminder to pay close attention to the cars around me. But they soon thin out as I move to the city's outskirts.

What a glorious, glorious day! As I turn on to Shore Road, greeted by long, sloping hill, I pick up my pace. The wind, so fresh and clean, whips past me, and my strong legs quickly establish a brisk cadence. Along the water, past the yacht club, to the small fishing villages that wait beyond. Soon the hills start, and my breath comes in gasps, my thighs burn. I welcome the distraction, the opportunity to think. 

It hasn't been easy these last six months. Alone again.

Melanie was smart and ambitious, but eventually that had been our undoing. Maybe I should have been more flexible; she had a wonderful career opportunity out west, and maybe I should have gone with her. But I love it here, and didn't want to move.

Besides, I wasn't sure she was the woman for me. She was blonde, shapely, lovely, and so many men looked at her longingly whenever we were out. But she didn't enjoy sex.

I was a patient lover. Until she had met me, she had never had an orgasm with a man. She'd never had an orgasm, period. In the past, she was drawn to selfish men who used her, and she never learned to enjoy her own sexuality, her own body. She said she had only tried masturbating a few times, but she never came.

Still I still liked making love to her. Her pussy was soft and warm, and sliding my cock inside of her was wonderful, but it took her a long time to get comfortable. She didn't like foreplay, though I longed to explore her every inch of her with my tongue. My first months were spent patiently licking her small nipples. She didn't know what to do with my cock, even though I had tried to teach her what I enjoy. In the beginning, she would only make love in the missionary position. I would lie on top of her, kissing her nipples and her mouth and neck, trying everything. I would thrust inside of her, sometimes slowly, sometimes harder, varying the depth of penetration, moving my cock around inside of her, rubbing her clit. I tried being quiet, and tried being expressive. Nothing.

Still I'd continue to pump away, hoping for some response. Anything. I'm sure it would have confounded most men, but I'm not insecure, have never felt sexually inadequate. The truth is that I love pleasing women, and I love being pleased. And that works fabulously for most lovers. Melanie would talk to me when we she was ready, I figured.

I do have one attribute that many men don't - I can come three or four times before I lose my erection. To me, it seems the most natural thing in the world, and I'd never thought it unusual. It was that way when I was 17 -- and it still holds true now that I'm in my thirties. I guess it's one benefit of being fit. So I could love Melanie for forty-five minutes, an hour, longer if she'd want. Eventually, I'd let myself come, and I'd slide out her, still hard and wanting.

I longed to go down on her, but she wouldn't hear of it. I told her how much I would love to please her with my mouth and tongue, but she didn't want me to. And she'd never dream of taking my dick in her mouth, and I missed it so much!

Still, we made love regularly, if not often, and I remained faithful to her. Eventually, we had a breakthrough, and when we had sex, she would have small, soft orgasms that made her skin flush. She still wouldn't let me taste her, but at least we tried a few new positions, and I was hopeful that she'd become more adventurous when we'd make love. Maybe even pleasure herself.

Then the job opportunity, and she left. On the last night, she had a wonderful deep orgasm, breathless when she came, and I moved down yet again to prolong the pleasure with my tongue and soft lips... She grabbed me quickly, panicking. And it didn't happen. I thought that orgasm was a chance to stay together. She thought it was a parting gift.

All this ran through my mind as my legs pumped, and I noticed that my cock was at half-mast, very visible and straining at the tight Lycra. I had better pay attention to the road.

I didn't return to reality soon enough. The pothole was a spring doozy, and within two seconds, the tire was flat and I was on my rim. I pulled the extra tube from beneath my saddle.

Helmet removed, I start working. While I'm crouching on the roadside, I don't notice the car backing up until I hear the crunching gravel, and a familiar woman's voice, asking if I needed any help. 

I stand up, and regret immediately, for my bulge is showing, and I'm standing before a woman whose been in my thoughts for almost nine months, since we talked for an hour at a party. She comes from a traditional Chinese family, but she's just beautiful... Exotic and sexy, with a fit, curvy body, and surprisingly full breasts. I've been wondering what it would be like to kiss her delicious lips, so full and sensuous.

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You slow the second you see me, and it's obvious that you've noticed the five-inch bulge in my cycling shorts. 

You laugh, and break the ice.

"Hey David! I was stopping to offer you a lift, but maybe I should leave the two of you alone."

I'm sheepish, and apologize for making both of us uncomfortable.

"Well, I feel a little like Mae West... Like I should ask you if you always pack heat when you go for a cycle."

You laugh with a genuine ease that is so charming. But you are checking me out.

I feel the familiar tingling. 

"Dear God, will you stop talking about it before I get a full erection."

That wipes the smile off your face completely. 

"Oh my god! Are you telling me that your penis isn't hard yet?"

"Well, no," I answer. "I'd have wrapped my jacket around my waist to cover up, if I was... But I generally try to avoid erections when cycling."

"Oh my god." You're actually giggling nervously. "That's amazing. Are you're sure you're not lying?"

I shake my head.

You laugh again, somewhat awkwardly. "I can't believe it! I mean, I've only slept with three men -- two Chinese and one Japanese -- and you're already bigger than any of them. By a wide margin. Oh man!"

You look at me openly. Searching my eyes.

"I've heard that white men are bigger, but I never imagined. And I can't believe I said that to you!"

Your cheeks are flushing, and your mouth parts sensuously. 

"I think everyone is different," I say. 

"I just can't believe this, this is so amazing. You must be very popular."

"You might be surprised... I've been single for months."

"Oh man... I can't believe it." You move closer to me. "David, can we go somewhere so that I can give you a handjob. I want to see how big you get."

"Will I be able to touch you?"

It seems that you've acted on impulse, and hadn't thought beyond the moment.

"I guess you're right... that isn't fair. Maybe we could both touch, but that would have to be it... No kissing even. Just sex. I mean, I thought about you a lot after we met, but I'm not easy, and I don't sleep around. So just fingers and hands?"

I'm so excited, but I manage to keep it together.

"Just fingers, and hands."

I throw the bike in the trunk, and get in the front seat. You put the car in gear, and drive off quickly.

We don't talk at first, seemingly struck dumb by what just happened. 

I slow my breathing. Turn off my mind. I want to start with a soft cock, and see what you do with it. We turn on to a dirt road, and you drive quickly, raising a cloud of dust. Past plenty of trees, an open field or two, but no houses. I wonder if you know what you're doing.

You do. You stop without warning. Pulling a blanket from the back seat, we move through a copse of trees to a delightfully secluded meadow, thick with wild flowers. The sunlight feels so warm here, and off in the distance I can hear the faint roar of the ocean, but I can't see the shore.

My mind is swirling. It almost seems unreal, that I couldn't be here, with this wonderful sensuous woman. This beautiful woman. The softness of your hand in mine tells me this is not a dream.

You don't want to kiss, so I hold you, and find that you're shaking.

"Nerves... I'm really nervous."

"Please, don't be. I really like you, and it's exciting to be here with you.

I slowly peel off my cycling clothes, revealing my thin muscles, and a soft cock. 

"It's amazing," you whisper. "You're so thick, and even when your penis is soft, its still bigger than I've ever seen!"

I love how you undress, so very shyly. You shouldn't be shy, and I gasp at the sight of your breasts. Your nipples are unexpectedly huge, and your brown aureolas are more than two inches in diameter. You seem to bloom before my eyes like a delicate rose.  

We come together slowly, with me sitting, and you astride as if you were going to ride me, tentatively take my soft, 4-inch cock in your hand, slowly tugging it. In seconds, the pleasure begins, and it grows longer and thicker. 

I just enjoy the sensations, and the look on your face. At five inches, you're smiling. At six inches, your eyes widen, and you start stroking harder.

"Oh my god, this is so hot!" You gasp. When I'm fully hard, you stop, to just hold it.

You make two fists around me, and find that you still have three inches left to cover. 

"Your penis., oh my God, it's huge! It's so massive! It must be 11 inches."

"I'm glad you like it," I say, "but it's only nine inches, and right now, all nine are yours."

"Only nine inches. God, I've never been so excited by sex," you whisper against my ear. "I am soooo turned on."

"That's what I want. I want you to enjoy me. Do whatever you like."

And you do, stroking and tugging my cock. I'm so impressed by your technique. For a woman with just a few partners, you're masterful, and I find that I need a fair bit of control. You stroke hard, then softly. Twisting. Fingers swirling around the head. Brushing the sensitive glans. Liberating pre-cum to stroke quickly.

It's wonderful.

Unexpectedly, you lean against my neck, and nuzzle me.

"I've never been so horny. Never knew it could be like this."

And that's when I part your lips with my fingers, and find you wet and slippery. You almost collapse against me.

"Oh my god, that feels so good." Within seconds, you are grinding and thrusting against my hand, and I starting fucking you with two fingers. You have the wettest pussy I've ever felt!

After just a minute like that, your breathing is ragged, and your hand rough on my cock as you groan and thrust. You are gasping, biting my neck, and then you kiss me, the softness of your lips, and the heat of your tongue arousing me more than any woman ever has.

"Oh I love your big penis. This feels so good!"

Then your orgasm takes you, and you're shuddering with pleasure as you twist this way and that. A stream a monosyllabic "Ohs" fills the fresh air, and I know that this climax was particularly deep and intense. I bring you down slowly, admiring your deep flush.

I pull my fingers from your pussy slowly, and they're slick, and you seemed shocked when I taste you. Then your tongue joins mine, and you lick at your honey, moaning a soft "mmmmm."

And then. "So that's what it feels like."

I look you in the eye. "Are you telling me that you've never had an orgasm?"

You smile, and shake your head no. I hold you to me, and say that I'm glad your first one was with me, so you'd remember me always.

You smile, and I think that was a good thing to say.

"So, what about one of those for you now?" you ask. And we again begin to touch and stroke. I taste you often, and then you do frequently, too.

"I can't believe that I've never tasted myself before! It's so sweet."

Within minutes, again, it's obvious that you can enjoy multiples, and you bite my shoulder again as you come against my hand, and I have to clench and focus to avoid joining you, so turned on am I by your pleasure.

This time, we don't stop, and your hand, slick with your cum and my pre-cum, is wild and relentless. Yet another orgasm begins, you beg me to join you, and I let fly, giving into the pleasure, large ribbons of slippery cum landing on your my chest, your stomach, the blanket, my cock. It's everywhere, and you continue to stroke through it.

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised that such a huge penis produces so much sperm... This is so hot!" You lazily fist me, making me jump here and there from the intensity.

You fold yourself against my chest, and ask if we can rest before leaving, and I probably don't hide my emotions well. I had been hoping for more. You provide me with a handful of tissues, and I clean up my cum, then spoon against you, pulling the blanket over us.

"Thank you," I hear you whisper. "That was wonderful."

I must have dozed. When I wake, you're not beside me. I'm groggy, disoriented... But only for second. Then I feel it, down below. Under the blanket. Something warm and wet wrapped around my cock, licking it, sucking it. Bringing the pleasure on like an avalanche. I wasn't expecting this at all. You're driving me wild. I feel your tongue circling my cock, licking the sensitive underside, and I feel helpless. I'm gasping just seconds later, writhing uncontrollably. Your mouth is engulfing the top four inches of my cock, lips pulling back slowly and deliciously, while your hand works the base in concert.

Taken so unaware, there's little I can do about it. My control falls victim to your beauty, and your tongue and mouth, and as I feel you take me deeply for the 20th time, I come hard and feel the first spurt of hot, sweet cum hitting the back of your throat.

I'm not surprised when you pull back suddenly without swallowing. That's not what I would expect you do, even though it would have been so amazing. Still, it's so hot as I watch my cum spurting rhythmically over your hand and arm, falling too on my chest and cock.

Then, without warning, you start cleaning me, with tongue and mouth, licking up and swallowing every drop while looking me directly in the eye, and I know that something has changed. It was such delicious orgasm. I moan softly. Such a release, so exquisite.

You move up to kiss me, and I tremble as your soft lips meet mine. I could kiss you forever.

"I don't want to stop at just a handjob," you say. "I want to see where this goes, and I want to have sex with you again and again until I can't walk. 

"I think I might be a secret slut. No, don't laugh! I'm serious. I love your huge cock, and I loved swallowing your seed just now, and I can't wait to do it again. I want to try everything... Things I've thought about, and things I don't even know about." 

So I hold you, tell you that I've had a crush on you since we first met, and that I want to make love you until *I* can't walk.

We kiss deeply, again and again, the faint taste of my cum still on your lips. My mouth finds your neck, so supple and fine, and I blaze a trail down to your breasts, and your hard, swollen nipples. full and warm... I kiss them, feeling them tighten beneath my mouth. My tongue circles your right nipple endlessly, before I suck it eagerly it into mouth, hearing your first faint moan; then I do the same with your other nipple, only the moans are mine.

As I slide lower, I kiss and lick your tummy. Every part of you is so sensual, so unbelievably soft. And I can feel your body urging me on impatiently as I move closer and closer to your dark mound.

I kiss you, gently at first -- tracing your pubis with my mouth. I reach behind you, and pull you closer so I can fully explore your lovely wet pussy. 

You do exactly what I want you to do by placing your right leg over my shoulder, inviting me in. My first kisses are just that. Kisses. But I'm soon overwhelmed by the urge to taste you and to feel you come around my mouth. Your lips are large and I pull them with my lips.

I love probing your soft folds, encouraged by your moans. By the time I'm licking around your liquid center, I feel your hands in my hair, pulling me tightly against you. 

I love pressing my tongue against your ass, and tracing a long, slow, languorous path to your clit. Over and over And then I'm pulling at your lips, sliding my tongue along them, tracing their dips and contours. I feel your excitement growing, the urgency in your movements. So I find your sweet, liquid center, and start thrusting with my tongue -- shallow at first, then deeper. Probing, searching, tasting. God, your pussy is so sweet! Faster, faster. I hear your moans, mingled with mine. Oh, baby! You taste so sweet and exotic, so unlike any women I've ever been with. I'm intoxicated by your hot Asian honey, so turned on, so eager to hear you come. My face is slick with you, and I love it.

My tongue leaves your pussy, but my fingers don't. Two are thrusting inside of you as my mouth moves to your clit. A few deft licks at your swollen pearl, tongue circling. Then I'm relentless. You are so endlessly horny, I want you to come. When I suck your clit into my mouth, you thrust against me, I can feel your passion building rapidly. I surround your clit, tongue licking, fluttering. You grind yourself hard against me, moaning, gasping, crying out.

I don't stop. Licking. Swirling. Caressing. Finger fucking. Bringing it on, faster. Your pussy is so oozing, so delicious. I feel your contractions begin, squeezing my fingers while as you writhe beneath me, humping my face. And I savour your cum, and so turned on by your orgasm that I never want this moment to end.

Finally, you pull me up toward you, kissing my mouth, licking your honey from my chin. We hold each other tightly for a brief respite.

"Will you do that again," you ask, "but this time with your big cock in my mouth?" 

You don't have to ask twice. I feel your hand slowly sliding over my hard-on, and then you're over me, grasping the base of my cock with your hand so you can kiss it. You seemed amazed, transfixed. Your Asian eyes are wide, and you seem unable to believe that a cock could be so big. I gasp again, lost in the feelings I haven't known in a long time. You seem to love giving me pleasure -- my reaction makes you smile. With your tongue, you tease my cock head, swirling, licking, sliding, while your hand milks the base. 

My eyes close; I'm lost in the sensations. Suddenly, you open your mouth and take me deeply inside. You can't manage all of me, but it's more than enough. I feel you sucking as my cock presses against your throat. I moan loudly, my hands in your hair, as your mouth slides up and own, your tongue licking at the sensitive areas under the head. Oh God, it feels so fantastic, you know exactly how to please me. My breathing quickens, and I can feel my cock getting impossibly hard. I can't stand it, it feels too good. You are relentless, never losing a beat, sucking, licking. Bringing me so close.


Asian Silk Ch. 02



Chapter 2: A Garden Party

The first story in the series is here.

Enjoy!

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After our first incredible day of passion, we're unable to see each other again for three days. And then, it's not what I would wish. You've been invited to an early evening art gallery fundraiser at a wealthy patron's home, and there's no getting out of it. I make a few protestations about going to stuffy parties with boring people when I could be spending my time getting to know your body better, but truth to tell, I'm hoping that I'll have time to do just that after the party.

So I'm at your door exactly when I said I would be, and nattily attired. I think I've surprised you. 

"Well, you clean up nicely," you say, kissing me. A long, thoughtful, sensuous kiss. Mmmmmm. I think you look absolutely stunning in a soft, flowing floral dress that billows about your legs, striking the perfect balance between elegance and informality. Ideal for a garden party. You are such a beautiful woman; you make me weak at the knees.

You ask me to drive your car. I hold your hand, taking it to my lips often to kiss. We talk a great deal since we actually don't know each other as well as we should, but even the moments of silence are warm, golden and enjoyable. I notice that you look over several times, as if studying me. You know that I'm not exactly looking forward to such a formal event, but I hide my discomfort well. 

The house is well outside the city, and takes us awhile to get there. We finally find the driveway, unpaved, disappearing though a deep woods. We when finally reach the clearing, I'm awed. It isn't a house, it's a mansion. There's even a half dozen guys and girls parking cars.

Just before we get to the door, you lean closer for a whispered confidence.

"Just so you know, baby, I'm going to suck and fuck your huge cock before we leave." 

And then you're off, leaving me shocked and shaking, and with the start of an erection. It takes me a moment to catch up, but we reach the wide foyer together. I don't have time to say anything.

It's almost impossible not to look impressed: The house is beautiful, filled with original paintings and sculptures, and we take our time looking at several pieces with other patrons, before heading out back to the garden, after taking a tall flute of sparkling wine from a waitress. Only it's not sparkling wine, it's Champagne, and a delicious one at that.

We step out onto a huge stone patio fronting an incredible garden -- vibrant and breathtaking -- that seems to go on for acres. You're excited and touched by the beauty, and that pierces me, too. Given how we met, there's so much that I don't know about you. I know that we'll have to go for a long stroll, drink it all in. I love watching you get so emotional. Next we notice a string quartet, playing off to one side. Mozart. Could this moment be any better?

The host -- a charming older woman -- greets us warmly, and she talks easily to us about your work and mine. She's polished and refined, and in a few minutes you relax, and stop worrying whether I'll enjoy myself. The three of us talk for a little while, and we're joined by an acquaintance of yours. 

When I ask a few questions about the artwork we saw after we arrived, I'm suddenly taken away. Our host locks her arm in mine -- I'm to be given the grand tour of the house, leaving you behind with your acquaintance, as you've both seen it before. As I'm leaving, I catch your dark Asian eyes, and you're laughing, enjoying my predicament.

Twenty minutes later, I'm back at the patio, looking for you, with little success. I talk with a few people I know tangentially, eyes always searching. And then I see you, in the distance. Enjoying the garden. The dress is unmistakable, and I know the gentle sway of your body. I start heading your way. There must be more than 200 people here, but the property is so large, it doesn't feel crowded in the slightest.

It takes me awhile to reach you -- by that time, you've moved to the far side of the garden, at the property's limit. I steal up behind you, and have you to myself, so I pull you to me, your back against my chest. My hands can't help themselves, and move up to cup your full breasts. I feel your enormous brown nipples harden beneath the fabric.

"Mmmm, that's nice," you say, leaning your shoulders back towards me so that I can smother your neck with kisses. "But I think it's only fair to warn you that my date tonight knows martial arts."

I laugh as I kiss your neck, but then you shock the hell out of me. You turn and kneel on the grass, only slightly out of sight, and quickly find my cock beneath the zipper.

"We can't!" I gasp. "Not here."

"I just want to see it," you whisper. "I just want to hold your cock for a second." 

But you're lying to me. 

Even before I can react, you open wide and engulf my soft 4 1/2 inches, all the way to the hilt, your tongue licking my balls. After 20 incredible seconds, I feel your full, sensual lips withdraw along my length, your tongue circling the head as you milk me with your hand. My cock twitches and rises as you engulf me again, not so deeply, but bringing even more pleasure. 

"I still can't believe how big you are," you gasp, "and how much this turns me on."

You then run your hot lips along the length of my shaft, with a long "mmmmmmm" before sucking the head repeatedly. Over and over, until you have my full nine inches standing at attention.

"I want you to fuck me baby, make me come with your huge cock," you whisper. I can't believe we still haven't been busted, but you've excited me to the breaking point.

I have to have you -- now. 

I help you up, and though it seems silly, I push my painful hard-on back into my pants, and we move to a small grassy area fronted by a medium-sized rhododendron. You know what I have in mind, turning your back to me. I lift your dress, exposing your beautiful ass, and you slip off your panties. You grab a wooden fence for support.

You can tell I'm fumbling with my belt and zipper. We haven't yet fucked doggy style, and I'm thrilled by the thought of it.

"Nice and slow, honey, inch by beautiful inch." You are dripping wet, and ready for me, so I give you exactly what you want. You sigh loudly, followed by a laughing moan, and I'm gasping yet again with the penetration. It wasn't a dream. You tight, gorgeous cunt feels like fine exotic silk. 

After I'm buried to the hilt, I slowly rotate within you, just as you like, and feel your pussy conform to my girth. You squeeze your lips to milk me, and finger your clit ever so slightly. You don't need much. 

"Ahhhh, yes, God... Just like last time. Fuck, I'm so horny, so fucking horny!" I love how I can bring you along so quickly; the pleasure builds with just a few exquisite, lingering, deep thrusts, and your gasps mount in intensity, falling one after the other.

"Fuck David, I'm coming, I'm coming... Oh fuck, oh God, it's so good, so fucking good!"

And I watch as your ass clenches with each contraction, and your orgasm is deep and profound, seeming to last for minutes. I can't help myself, and slide a finger into your tight, inviting ass to massage my cock as I continue to thrust slowly and deeply, and that friction sets you off again; you grit your teeth as you come, and rotate your ass against me, inflaming me even more. 

As the pleasure subsides, I remove my fingers from your Chinese ass, and grab your hips to slowly start fucking you with even greater intent, endless thrusts, always withdrawing until just the head remains, so you can feel my entire length stretching you. You have the hottest, sweetest cunt; I've never felt anything like it. 

No one can see us, I think, at least not until they're right upon us, but what we're doing feels so reckless and wanton. You're amazed at how excited you are, and I'm thrilled, shaking with each thrust into your slippery pussy. With each minute, my cadence increases, and soon I have to clench my muscles to keep from filling you. The pleasure is almost unbearable.

"Oh, that feels so good," you moan, breaking the silence, biting your bee sting lips in a way that drives me wild. You rock even harder with each deep thrust, so you can feel every blessed inch of me, and I'm in heaven, surrounded by your sweet, delicious, gorgeous Asian cunt. Every so often you squeeze the muscles of your pussy, gripping me like a hand, bringing a long, deep moan of pure pleasure from my lips. 

Oh God, oh God, oh God -- you're driving me wild! Has any woman ever been this wet? The sensations are just this side of unbearable.

With my hard cock bottoming out in you, my balls slapping lightly against your ass, I can tell that again your pleasure is building, building, ohhh, you're being fucked so deeply and completely. I can also tell that your pleasure is made profound by the danger of being caught; you're reputation as a respectable Chinese girl would come crashing down by the sight of you being fucked in public, by the sight of nine long hard thick inches of cock disappearing into your tight cunt over and over again. 

I know this is where your mind is, for your legs are shaking, and I feel your contractions as you let yourself come again with wild abandon, head thrashing from side to side. It's too much for me.

"I'm close, I'm close." My deep cries are strangled with tension.

"My mouth, baby my mouth," you gasp, and I withdraw my slick cock, barely under control, but you whirl like a dervish, kneeling before me quickly, and taking the head of my cock between your lips -- so, so sensually. The effect is mesmerizing. You suck and lick me to an immediate explosion.

I watch your eyes go wide as you swallow my first huge spurt of slippery, sweet cum, and then you open your mouth, so the second and third ribbons splash over your lips and cheek. Six hard spurts follow, hitting your tongue, and you swallow my load easily, but we're not done yet. You milk me softly, squeezing even more semen from my thick cock, swallowing each dollop in turn, as if trying to make it last.

And then your tongue cleans my cum from your lips, and your fingers catch the seed that landed on your cheeks, and it's between your lips and down your throat faster than I can say.

"God, I'm such a slut," you say, slowly rising to kiss me, your lips still warm with my cum. "Did you see the look on my face when you shot into my mouth? I can't believe it. Do you know what happened?"

I admit that I don't.

"Swallowing your cum makes me come!" Your eyes close, and you're swaying with pleasure. "Oh David, that is so fucking hot! Thank you."

You don't have to tell me. My ejaculation was incredibly intense and satisfying. You kiss me deeply, and then I help you as you straighten your dress; you look so very beautiful, and I feel lucky. Your cheeks are flushed, your breath is still coming in gasps as we make it back to the path just as an older couple rounds the bend. Another 30 seconds, and they would have found us.

You smile mischievously, and we talk to them briefly about the lovely estate, wondering if they can tell by our color, our perspiration, what we've been doing. We laugh so easily at their jokes, so relaxed, so pleased, and your poise is a delight to behold.

As we walk back to the patio, I look over at you, the waning sunlight catching your lustrous hair, the soft curves of your shoulders, and I'm smitten. So moved. You are so gorgeous, so sexy. I can't keep my hands off of you, and I can't help but wonder what will come next.

Soon we're back at the patio, busier now, waiters and waitresses swirling by with more Champagne and delicious hors d'oeuvres. A tall, distinguished look man joins us. Our host. We thank him for his generosity, compliment him on his glorious estate. And then he starts in on wine. He's read and enjoyed a few of the wine and food articles I've written, likes my style, and he'd love to show me his cellar. Damned if I'm not pulled away from you again.

I get another grand tour, and it's impressive. The guy has 2,600 bottles, stored in dark, hardwood racks. The whole room is temperature-controlled, and he shows me wines I've only dreamt of tasting, including a venerable Bordeaux from the year you were born. I mention the fact, and before I know it, the bottle is in my hands, a gift for us, for a special occasion. I thank him warmly, amazed, and we return to the deck.

And you're gone again. After 15 minutes, I don't know where else to look. I head back in the house, find one of the mansion's six bathrooms. When I open the door to leave, you're on me, surprising me, driving me back, smothering my mouth. After a few quick passionate, wet kisses, you force me down on the chair near the floor-length mirror and lock the door. 

You lift your dress, so erotically, and I see your beautiful pussy. You've taken your panties off! And then you move to me slowly, gazing in my eyes, undoing my belt and my zipper, sliding my pants and shirt off, exposing my cock. It's just starting to rise, and you grab hold and mount me slowly. It's not easy to get my cock inside of you when it's so soft, but you do it, and you fuck me so that it hardens, filling you. Slowly, ohhhhhh, so slowly. Gazing deeply into my eyes the entire time, kissing my mouth hard, tongue rife, soft, sensual lips surrounding mine.

With your feet touching the floor, you lift off of me until just my cock head is inside you, and then you slide down my shaft, burying my cock deep inside of your gorgeous pussy. Fast and slow, varying your rhythm according to your pleasure, your needs. I can feel your honey covering me, dripping around my balls, then to my ass and the chair. The scent is everywhere, intoxicating, and I'm thrilled by your wetness. And you're fucking me so completely, so deliberately. Looking at me, watching every reaction that I make. Telling me how much you love my cock, how good it feels to take me inside of you so deeply. You tell me that you feel like such a cock slut now, and that I've spoiled you. You only want to fuck huge cocks from now on.

I am shaking and so turned on. Oh God, I know exactly how you feel. I tell you that I only want to fuck Asian women now, so tight, so wet, so exotic. That your cunt feels like silk, and drives me wild. Our lovemaking feels so exquisite, so intense, so delicious. I'm gasping with each thrust. Moaning, kissing your mouth, our tongues fencing. God, this is so incredible, so sexy. So hot! 

Then you move closer, so your hard, huge nipples brush against my face. I kiss, suck, and bite them as we fuck. You continue to vary your rhythm, you're in complete control, squeezing me, driving me wild. If you could only feel my ecstasy!

And then you close your eyes, crying out.

"Oh Baby, Ohhhhhh, fuck, I'm coming!" And I feel your body shaking, trembling as you come, so hard, so wonderful. But you don't stop, the same cadence, driving me insane. Minute after minute, so hot, so wet, so incredible. And then another deep orgasm for you, shuddering and wild and, for the first time, your cadence erratic. "So good, so good," you moan.

You lean in, whispering.

"I love tasting my Asian cunt on your cock baby..." You breathlessly fuck me harder. "Do you think I'd like tasting other Asian pussy? What if you fucked me doggie style while I licked one of my friends until she comes, and I can taste her sweetness... Wouldn't that be hot?"

You're gasping at the thought, and start fucking me hard. "Mmmmmm. Or wouldn't it be hot if you fucked one of my Chinese friends -- a girl who has only fucked little dicks -- while she licks me to orgasm. Would you like that, baby?"

I gasp a strangled yes. "Or maybe we could both suck your cock while you're wet with my cunt -- or her cunt -- until you explode in our mouths."

The fantasy is too much for you, and you come screaming wildly. 

I'm so close, every nerve and fiber of my being starts to tense. A warm, delirious wave rushes through me, and over me, starting with my cock, and then it's everywhere, every muscle tensing with pleasure, overwhelming me, and I come with every ounce of strength that I possess, calling your name over and over and over, just barely aware that your pussy is again squeezing my cock, and that your cries mingle with mine. I come so hard that I almost pass out. 

We don't move for the longest time. I just hold you so tightly, still shaking, amazed at what you can do to me. I know that I never had an orgasm like that before, and my gratitude makes me want to give you more pleasure still. I lift you off of me, moving you back to the sink, seating you on the wide marble countertops. Before you can move, I raise your dress, and position you so you can watch in the mirror, as my tongue glides along your thighs, moving to your sopping pussy. I feel you lifting your legs, spreading your legs, opening yourself to me, so that I can taste our lovemaking, and please you with my mouth and tongue, probing and licking, every inch of your amazing kitty. I love spreading your lips with my fingers, then sliding into you repeatedly with my tongue, sucking, licking, trying to go deeper, to taste you, to taste us.

I hear your moans, your gasps, so sexy, and you watch me like you're entranced. When I shift my lips to your clit, circling it, lightly sucking it, you go wild. I fluttering my tongue against your swollen pearl, until I feel your hands at my head, pressing me into you even as you hump my face with your pussy, crying out, and three hot orgasms follow; as one fades, another rises in its places, and I am slick with your sweet pleasure.

When the third orgasm subsides, exhaustion takes over. We spend a few tender minutes kissing, touching, catching our breath. I dress, and then finally, we unlock the door, and rejoin the party, with only a few wait staff exchanging knowing looks. 

We drive home slowly, and you squeeze my hand. Eventually, laughing, I tell you that I had more fun than I had expected to.

"Yes, you were a very good boy tonight," you answer. "I had fun. I think, as your reward, we should go back to my place and fuck ourselves silly. How does that sound, sweetie?"



Asian Silk



I find my way between your legs, fucking you yet again with my tongue, flicking your clit. My lips surround it, and I feel you coming within 30 seconds again even as you hold me on the edge of ecstasy. 

It's everything I can do to keep from spurting, but I'm holding my next orgasm for your tight pussy. 

My fingers and my tongue continue to explore your sweet cunt; hot, wet, wonderful; then I'm sliding my fingers in and out very slowly until I find your G spot. I start to rub it, massage it, with my fingers, and feel your excitement building yet again, slowly at first, then faster. You moan and start to shudder, your hand reaches down to push my head against your aching clit. "Yes, yes," you moan, feeling the waves building. You're breathing is fast, hard, shallow, your hips bucking. I can feel the contractions start, so deep and strong. 

"Oh God! I'm coming, I'm coming," you cry, as my fingers furiously massage your G spot, and your wonderful pussy is soon sopping... 

This is so good! After several minutes, your body relaxes, your face is flushed and smiling. You're loving this, and maybe you are a secret slut who only needed a huge cock to unlock your secrets.

As we kiss, and you taste yourself on me, I whisper that I want to fuck you.

"God, yes," you gasp. "It's so big, I'm not sure that I can take it. But I want every inch. I want that cock. I need that huge cock in me."

So I suggest that you ride me, so you can control the pace and depth of penetration into your tight pussy. In seconds, you're astride me again, holding me poised beneath your wet cunt.

Then you take the plunge, slowly but deeply, engulfing all of me, and I'm shocked at how good it feels. You had no trouble at all. What I see next is the single hottest moment of my life. 

I watch as you move imperceptibly, eyes closed, biting the corner of your lip. Subtle movements, waves of pleasure. 

"Ah, ah, ah... Oh God, yes! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, Mmmmmmmmm!" you moan as the first climax takes you, pinching your pointed nipples hard.

You relax for a moment, and I'm transfixed. I want to fuck you deeply, but I'm loving it this. 

A few slight rotations, and then another wave of pleasure.

"Fuck, god, yes, Fuck! It's so fucking good!" This one looks do deep that it exhausts you. So you don't move for a long time, deeply impaled by my blade.

After another few minutes, you start fucking me slowly, and I'm not prepared for the sensations. We both moan and then gasp at once, stopping after 15 deep thrusts because sensations are so unbelievably exquisite. Your sweet, gorgeous Chinese cunt feels like the finest silk, and I whisper as much into your ear.

"I love how you talk dirty to me," you whimper. "Fuck me like a little doll. Make my hot cunt ache with cock."

It doesn't take long for us to establish a fabulous erotic cadence. You gasp and cry out, telling me that my cock feels so huge, that I'm reaching deep places of pleasure you didn't know existed. I am so turned on, knowing that my hard-on is making you gasp and cry out in ecstasy.

Your third orgasm comes after another 30 thrusts, and it's wild. You shake and scream, knowing it's just the beginning.

You rock back and forth, as my hips thrust hard against you. Your pussy tightly grips my hard cock as we fuck, and by sometimes moving you legs closer together, then moving them farther apart, you vary the sensations that we feel. It's wonderful, so absolutely wonderful. It feels so natural to be completely naked, the wind caressing our bodies, my cock sliding in and out of your delicious pussy relentlessly. 

"Oh, don't stop, baby," you say. "I want your cock, every inch of your cock."

Your words inflame me. I can't believe how incredibly sweet your pussy is; it feels like SILK, and I've never felt anything like it. You are amazing, and I tell you how good you're making me feel, that no one has ever felt like this. You know that already from the way that my cock twitches inside of you. Every few minutes or so, it's as if I'm having a small orgasm, and I slow, clenching my muscles without actually coming. After the twitching subsides, my sexual pleasure heightens.

With my hand, I reach around and start clenching your ass, which makes you moan loudly for a minute, and then I grab your hips with my hands. After 10 minutes, your hand reaches between your legs, coming to rest on your lips, so you can feel my cock Ð white with your cream -- sliding in and out of you. Your passion is rising to a feverous pitch, and I'm keeping pace. You move your fingers to your clit, and yet another orgasm takes you.

Even as I thrust with pleasure I wonder how many can you possibly enjoy. I've never had a lover like you, never been fucked like this.

So we continue, both of us gasping, breathing heavily as our pleasure mounts. I thrust deep inside your beautiful pussy as you finger your clit and ride me, and we abandon ourselves to our feelings. 

"Mark me, mark me with your cum," you whisper. "I'm such a slut, for your cock and your cum."

That pushes me over the edge, and I can't resist.

I cry out, "Oh God, Baby -- I'm going to come. I can't hold back!" I can feel your pussy contract around my cock as I unleash spurt after spurt of thick hot cum deep inside of you.

"I can feel it baby," you moan, "I can feel your cum, your hot cum, so much, ohhhh... God! Oh God, I've never felt so much cum!" Your words die off and your body shakes as a long, violent orgasm takes over. The pleasure is deep, and profound, and it seems to last forever. 

We embrace and stay connected for 15 minutes. When I finally pull my cock from you, I'm exhausted. I've never had such an intense orgasm, spurt after delicious spurt. I hug you tightly, your breasts pressing against my chest, and kiss you deeply.

"That was wonderful," you whisper, before I can get the same words out myself. Our bodies entwine, and we wrap the blanket around us, kissing and enjoying our closeness, the magical feeling of skin against skin.

Soon we feel a slight chill in the air, and decide it might be better to head indoors. Although it seems almost laughable at this point, we dress quickly, find the car, and retrace our path back to the main road. 

We kiss many, many times and your luscious lips thrill me. You know just how to kiss me -- exactly as I love to be kissed. Teasing, licking lightly, and I only hope I'm doing half as well by you.

We reach the house you've told me about, where you've been housesitting. Without explanation, you take me to the bathroom, where you strip off, and jump in the shower, and I join you happily. As we kiss and touch, I feel my cock rising again, and I see you smile. The water falls over us, warming and invigorating.

You take the soap in your hands, and make a decadent lather, and start caressing my body. This is a chance for knowing, for exploring. Your hands trace my jawline and neck, follow the topography of my shoulders and chest. You move behind me, the same gentle motion on my back brings forth a contented sigh. Then down my legs, working out the muscles tight from exercise before cleaning my hard cock with slick, wet hands. 

My turn, now. I hold your face in my hands and study it, fascinated by your dark Asian eyes, so alive and expressive, your lustrous skin and hair, and the sensuous quality of your full lips. I knead your shoulders, and lovingly caress each nipple to hardness again. Kneeling before you, I wash your delicate tummy. I'm pleased by the strength in your legs, and I eventually finish by washing your lovely ass and pussy, kissing you tenderly there many, many times. I lift your leg over my shoulder to tongue fuck you for a minute's pleasure.

When I stand, we allow a small kiss between us. I thought we were done for now, but then I feel your soapy hand on my cock, and you're stroking me, making my long, hard rod even harder, inflaming me. I moan with excitement. Before you know what's happening, I'm lifting you off the floor, opening your legs, so you wrap your arms around my neck. With little warning, I slide my long, thick cock inside of you, hard and fast, filling you completely. It brings an intense gasp. I feel your legs lifting up, wrapping around my thighs -- you're holding on for dear life!

It feels so good for both of us. My cock feels huge, buried in your sweet pussy. Both of us seem intent on one thing. Getting off. Coming. I'm giving you such long, hard strokes. Lifting you into the air with each thrust. You slap hard against me each time. With each deep thrust and withdrawal, you wonder if my cock will leave your pussy. Then I'm there again, giving you everything I've got. You can feel me hitting your clit with each stroke, and it's making your pussy so, so hot. Every 30 seconds of intense lovemaking is followed by a respite, when I press hard against your mound, and rotate my hips, rubbing against your sensitive clit, and making my cock stretch your pussy in ways you've never before imagined. By your movements, words, and cries, I can tell that I'm sending jolts of erotic energy from your clit to your sweet Chinese cunt and then throughout your body.

After a few minutes, we're both gasping from the effort and the sexual tension. I'm fucking you so hard and fast, like a machine, and you're bouncing all over my cock, pounding against me. You seem thrilled to be taking me deeply, so deeply. Mmmmmmm. It's so good, so fucking hot, so incredibly good. You're biting my shoulder so hard it's sure to leave marks.

I feel your orgasm starting, inevitable from the relentless assault on your clit and cunt. Your hands are clawing at my shoulders and back. You've made me bleed, you've dug in so deeply, and that pushes me over the edge. I drive into you hard, and your feel my long cock spurting, making you come even harder as our mouths meet, and our tongues fence ferociously.

Slowly, slowly, the intensity passes, and I feel your legs slide down over mine, and you shake, wondering if you're too weak to stand.

I carry you into the bedroom silently. I'm amazed. Simply amazed. I love how comfortable you are with your body and how sexy you make me feel. No wonder my hard-on shows no sign of softening.

We lay on the bed for a few minutes, holding each other tightly, kissing, needing a little time to catch our breath. I tell you that when I left my house for a 50-kilometer spin, I never dreamed that I'd be getting such an intense workout. We laugh quietly, but the truth is that I've never been with anyone like you before, and it makes me feel so grateful.

I start again by kissing your eyes, licking at your ears, gliding my tongue along your neck, kissing and nuzzling the wonderfully soft skin I find there. Within a few minutes, I'm bathing you with my tongue, sucking at your fingers, licking along your arms, working my tongue along your shoulders, along the swell of your breasts, circling your nipples endlessly until they stiffen and rise up to meet my mouth. I knead and suck your breasts, enjoying your soft moans. Eventually I move downward, licking along your tummy, probing your navel, kissing your lower abdomen contentedly. Next I flick my tongue about your feet, kissing your soles, sucking on your toes, which makes you laugh. Every part of you is so sensitive, and I'm enjoying myself immensely. I lick along your legs, moving upward slowly, licking, kissing, probing, along your thighs, outside, inside, gently licking, moving toward your sweet, beautiful cunt and its hidden jewel. When I finally kiss you there, you're so wet, and my tongue slides in and out of you easily. I open your lips wide, and probe you deeply.

"Oh, God, David... I haven't cleaned up from your orgasm," you gasp.

"I know," I moan, probing you. "I want to taste OUR cum."

"Oh, God, yes! I never thought of that. Oh God, that is so hot."

You open your legs wide to give me the room I need. I proceed to give you a delicious pussy licking, the likes of which you have never had.

After a minute, I move to kiss you, and you lick and taste.

"Mmmmm, oh yes, that's wonderful!"

In seconds, I'm back licking along the wet folds of your pussy. I probe your gorgeous slit with my tongue, licking all round your opening, tasting your honey, and my pleasure, too. I nuzzle and suck your clit as your beautiful pussy starts humping me, and soon my face is shiny with your lovely essence.

Once again, I'm amazed at your seemingly unlimited well of pleasure. How many times will your body respond just as I would wish? I still haven't found out.

So I'm merciless, and your moans and sighs encouraging me. I start fingering your hot pussy as I lick around your clit, and then I slowly slide a finger into your ass, gently, which makes you clench. With one finger inside your ass, and another inside your pussy, I massage the thin skin there as I continue to lick around your clit.

Within minutes, your breathing is ragged, and you start to shake. You push my head into your pussy, guiding me, showing me what you like. I continue to suck your clit while my fingers plunge deeply inside of you, and a strong, long-lasting orgasm grips your body, squeezing my fingers tightly. You squirm and writhe uncontrollably, grinding your pussy against my face repeatedly. Oh, baby you taste so sweet!

"Mmmmmmm," you say, a long time later, chest still heaving. "That was heavenly. But now it's your turn, and I want you to come in my mouth."

And then you're there, shifting position, taking my cock between your lips as you twist me with your hand. Milking me like no woman ever has, but it's the sight of your luscious Asian lips consuming and then releasing one half of my 9-inch member that drives me crazy. 

After 10 minutes of expert cocksucking, I shake and clench, and send seven hard spurts of slippery seed into your mouth, hitting your throat. You swallow eagerly, smiling up at my eyes. After all that's happened, I didn't expect to come so quickly -- or so hard.

I don't give you time to catch your breath. I push you back, and move on top of you, opening your pussy lips with my fingers, and penetrate you with my long, hard cock. After a few minutes, I take my slick cock from your pussy, and bring it to your lips, so you can lick all of your beautiful slipperiness from it.

Once again, I slide my big hard cock deep into your pussy, pumping you slowly, until it is wet and slippery. Then I alternate strokes: with one stroke, I push deep inside of your soft, incredibly wet cunt, but with the second stroke, I take my long, hard cock out and slide it over your lips and clit. It takes me a little while to establish a rhythm, but within a few minutes, your entire pussy is wet, almost dripping. I want to go down, and lick it all up, but neither of us wants to stop because this feels so good. Soon I hear you crying out, moaning loudly. Another orgasm is moving towards you like a freight train, you can see it from a long way off, and you delight as it moves closer and closer, fast, strong and noisy. I drive my stiff rod into your waiting pussy as I suck your nipples, and kiss you deeply.

"Ohhhhh, fuck me, baby," you cry suddenly, "Don't stop, baby..... Yes!! Oooohhh.... Fuck my silky cunt, just like that. Make me come with that big cock. Fill me with cum... God, yes, oh fuck, fuck. I'm coming, baby.... Oh God, oh God, oh God." 

Your body shakes uncontrollably and you come with a scream, calling my name. It feels like an earthquake. Every one of your orgasms sounds like it's mindblowing. I know we're perfect together, but it's your own sexuality, and erotic nature that is driving both of us wild.

It takes a few minutes before your breathing returns to normal. I'm still inside of you, losing my erection slowly.

"Didn't you come?" you ask, and I smile. 

"Sweetheart..... I've already shot five huge loads this afternoon, I don't think there's anything left in me!"

"Well, we'll have to see about that. I lost count at 20! This has been wonderful, David, just amazing."

A few quite moments pass.

"Can we keep doing after today? I want to be your little slut I want to try everything!."

"Are you kidding me? This has been the best day of my life. You're the hottest, most gorgeous woman I've ever met. So yes. We can do this again. Again and again and again."

"How many women will I have to share you with?"

You could have knocked me over.

"No one, sweetie. I like to remain faithful to one lover at a time -- I think it makes the sex hotter. So I'm yours, for as long as you want me."

You reward me with a smile that just pierces me.

We shift positions yet again, and I slide my cock out of you, and lie down on my back. You lean over me and kiss me deeply. Again, I think we're done for a while. 

Then you position your pussy over my cock, only your back is to me. Lifting my cock with your right hand, you mount me, slowly sliding your gorgeous pussy along my shaft. I've softened to about six inches, but I'm still longer and thicker than you've ever had. You tell me that love taking all of it inside, and then you tell me how full I make you feel, that you only want my cock in your cunt from now on.

And then you lean back against me, so that your soft back is resting on my chest, and you can turn your head and our tongues can meet. It feels wonderfully erotic and sensual. And very relaxing.

I soften to half mast over the next 20 minutes. You move a little against me, an enjoyable friction between cock and pussy, but I've had so many orgasms. So we touch each other languorously. I fondle your breasts tenderly, squeezing and caressing your nipples. You reach down and stroke your pussy, and squeeze the base of my cock and my balls. You take my hand in yours and guide it to your pussy so that I can feel the sweet area where we are joined. We both feel my cock and your pussy, and enjoy the slow, delicate sensations.

We lay like that for 20 minutes or more -- wonderful, tender -- and I'm amazed again. For suddenly, you start milking me repeatedly, and you have such control over your vaginal muscles, and such tightness, that's it feels delicious. No white girl have even done anything like it. You continue for three minutes, squeezing and releasing me quickly.

As you start move against me, I can feel a gentle surge of passion, and my cock grows a little harder. You sense my change of mood, and you smile and rotate your pussy with such deftness, and start sliding against me with greater intent. You play with my balls erotically. Each time you squeeze your pussy's muscles, and I feel them grip my hard cock tightly, inflaming my desire. Suddenly I'm ready for more.

I harden quickly, nine inches at your service.

With no warning, you push yourself off my chest. Now you're in control, on top of me, and I can watch as you raise your pussy off my cock and plunge down against me. You're looking over your shoulder, seeing the intensity on my face, and loving it. I can tell that you've moved your hand to your clit, and you're rubbing it furiously. I watch your tight ass cheeks rise and fall as you slide all over me, bouncing up and down on my cock with reckless abandon. I massage your hips and ass cheeks, pulling you down on top of me. And soon my breathing comes in gasps, and I'm only dimly aware that you're going to come too.

"Oh Baby, I'm coming," I whisper, gasping. "Oh yes, Yes!!... YES!!!!!! Ohhhhhhh, baby, you feel so good. I want to fill you with my cum....... Ohhhhhhhhhhh."

I feel my long, hard cock spasm and pulse, and you can feel each spurt of hot cum as it shoots deep inside your beautiful Asian pussy. That pushes you over the edge, and you grind your clit against my body as hard as you can, which makes your orgasm longer and deeper and more profound.

Finally, you lean back against me, and our tongues fight playfully. After a long time, my softening cock slides from your pussy. We kiss and touch each other gently until daylight begins to falter.




Asian Silk



Eventually, you drift off, and I know that I'll soon join you. Our sexual adventures are going to make the coming months so exciting. And there's something else, there, something unexpected.

It takes me awhile to realize that I'm happy. And I resolve to make the next year the best -- and hottest -- of your life.



Asian Sissy Humiliated



My name is Anand, and I have been working at a financial services firm in Texas for a couple of years. I am one of the few in the IT department. Most of the other people at the firm are financial analysts and investment bankers and the like; most are white men in business suits, with only a few women around. Being Indian, I am one of the few Asians who work here. I am normally quite shy and keep to myself, so I never met many people at work except the few techies I work with.

Life has been good for me here, if uneventful. Little did I know that today there's going to be a life-changing event for me!

First I should mention that there's this sexy Indian woman named Padma who was transferred to my division a month ago. She's in the marketing department, unlike me. Normally I do not try to socialize with career women like her. However, since she has an office close to my cubicle, I can't help but notice that she's very flirty with the guys who come to her office. She has straight black hair down to her shoulder, and always dresses in sexy clothing such as short business skirts above her knees. A couple of times I even saw her brushing against the guys while talking. The guys seemed to like her a lot. I saw one of them put his hands around her waist, and even slide it down her backside — and she did not seem to mind at all!

Today I happen to be fixing a problem with Padma's computer while she was sitting at her desk. I'm lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her golden-brown, succulent upper thighs as she's wearing a skirt with a slit on the side. I can see the top of her thigh-high stockings under her skirt as I sit beside her. I make the fatal mistake of crawling under her desk pretending to check the connections on her computer so that I can sneak a peek under her skirt. I don't know what got over me. I guess I thought she wouldn't mind as she seemed kind of "slutty" with other co-workers. Bad move!

She yells at me angrily and tells me to get out, saying she's going to report me. I found out later that she only likes to flirt with white men and completely ignores Asian guys like me. I return to my desk worried sick. Sure enough, 15 minutes later my supervisor, Mr. Derek Johnson, phones me to come to his office.

When I get to his door, Kelly, his blond secretary smirks at me with a "you're in such big trouble" look. That makes me even more worried. I knock on the door and enter.

"This is a very bad day for me, Anand," states Derek in a stern tone. He is a tall and handsome white man in his thirties. He is normally a pretty nice boss. However, he can be strict and no-nonsense when he needs to, and unfortunately today is one of those days.

"Anand, you have some explaining to do. In case you didn't know, Padma's boyfriend Brian is one of the partners of the firm! She is not going to put up with anyone harassing her at work. She has asked that I take immediate disciplinary action against you."

"Besides, you are a married guy; you should be ashamed of making a pass at a woman like Padma. Did you ever think she was going to give you the time of day?"

He pauses and looks at me standing with wobbly legs in front of his shiny mahogany desk. "I'm seriously considering firing you."

"Oh no, please don't!" I plead in earnest. "I need this job to support my family, please don't fire me, Mr. Johnson." I beg almost in tears.

Derek thinks for a moment before making his decision. "OK, if you really want to remain employed here you have to agree to a punishment today."

"What... what kind of punishment?" I ask with my voice trembling.

"Well, it has to be something you won't forget easily, and one that will be acceptable to Padma." I dreaded the thought of Padma knowing about my punishment.

Derek decides that it'd serve me right to have my humiliating punishment witnessed by the party I offended. He picks up the phone and sends for Padma, ignoring my urgent pleads and protests.

When Padma comes in, I am ashamed to even look at her snotty face. She seems pretty content with my fate, however. Derek explains to Padma what he is going to do with me. "I believe some humiliation and corporal punishment is in order here to drive home a lesson." Padma nods in agreement.

"First, Anand I want you to bend over my desk, undress to your waist, and lower your pants." My body tenses stiffly from Derek's order. I suddenly remembered that I was wearing panties under my pants that day, like I often do. I'd die of shame if anyone found out, let alone my boss and coworkers.

"Please sir, I will come to your office tomorrow to receive the punishment. Can I leave now and come back later?" I asked hopefully.

"No way! I want to get this over with as soon as possible. Now, get over there and take off your pants!" He yelled.

I know I have no choice now, so I obey submissively. I face away from them, and nervously take off my shirt and vest. I unbuckle my belt and lower my pants down to my thighs, revealing a sexy pair of silky red panties hugging my bottom tightly. I feel very humiliated having to expose my upper body to them —- not to mention showing them the pair of frilly panties I'm wearing right now!

As soon as she realizes what I have on, Padma breaks out in an uncontrolled giggle at the sight. Derek is very amused as well when he realizes what a sissy I am.

"So is this your wife's panties that you're wearing behind her back?" Asks the boss in his usual authoritative tone, but with a little labored breathing which, as I realized later, came from his increasing sexual excitement.

I answer his question meekly, "Yes sir, it's my wife's, but she doesn't know."

"What?!" thunders Derek, "Well, well, we'll have to tell her about it then. But we'll worry about it later, cause we'll be quite busy for a while here, ha ha ha!"

Then my mean boss announces that I'm going to receive a very sound spanking for my most improper act earlier today. And it's going to be on my bare bottom! "Oh no please don't Mr. Johnson, I'd die of shame if a woman sees my naked ass in such a vulnerable position," I think to myself . But I realize that I have no choice in the matter.

Padma looks at me haughtily as if to say "you deserve it". She takes a seat on the chair next to me to watch the "action". Meanwhile Derek pushes me down on the table, twists my arm behind my back and pins it to the small of my back, while his other hand effortlessly lowers my pants further down to my knees and makes me step out of them. He then rolls down my bikini-style panties to my knees too, fully exposing my naked buttocks to both of them!

Before he spanks me he places his palm flat on my quivering flesh to feel my smooth silky skin, and rubs my feminine buns and upper thighs all over. I feel so ashamed to be "molested" by another man like that!

"Look at his girly buns!" Padma giggles and points out to Derek in a most debasing tone, "he looks so girly, doesn't he? Heehee."

Derek apparently agrees with her, as he comments also on how soft and velvety my bare skin feels to his caressing hand! Then he raises his strong right arm and begins to give me a long and painful spanking.

SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!

"Ouch! Owww!! Noo.... Please!" I squirm and yelp like a little girl during this stinging and most undignified chastisement, to the bemused giggling and taunting from that sexy but snooty Indian woman. I can also hear the repeated slapping of my bouncy behind by Derek's manly hand and a couple of times I sneak a peek over my shoulder to see my slender nude body getting a much-deserved bare-bottom hand-spanking.

As the pain builds up I squeal more and more like a girl and promise never to misbehave again to get him to stop. Then finally he thinks I've gotten the point and stops my spanking. He allows me to stand and orders me to face them, revealing my privates plainly to both of them.

Padma grins and giggles upon seeing how tiny my penis is, which is now all shriveled up into a little nut due to the overwhelming amount of humiliation I've been suffering today. She remarks to Derek, "Ooh look at that cute little peanut he has! He really is a sissy boy, isn't he?"

This degrading comment brings tears of shame to my eye but I know I only have myself to blame for daring to spy on this woman who is clearly out of my league. Now she has gotten her rightful revenge. Derek orders me to go stand in the corner to face the wall. He allows me to pull up my panties to cover my bottom. Imagine such a shameful sight — a girly Asian male clad in panties standing facing the wall after being punished by a masculine white man.

I think that my humiliating ordeal is finally over. Little did I know about what was in store for me next.

Derek and Padma discuss what to do with me next. Padma states that she intends to inform her boyfriend of my "transgression" against her and let him decide what next step would be a fitting retribution for me. Derek agrees wholeheartedly. Oh no!

Padma calls her boyfriend, Brian Jones, who is a partner at the firm. While I can't hear their conversation over the phone, I can sense that he's livid upon learning of my indiscretion against his sexy Indian girlfriend and that he's storming over to Derek's office as soon as he hangs up the phone.

I'm inwardly quivering with fear because I've seen Brian a couple of times before with Padma and he's an imposing, muscular all-American man who's not going to like anyone daring to mess with his girl.

The door busts open shortly and my worst fear materializes in front of me. Before he has a chance to lay his hands on me Derek pulls him aside to calm him down and offers him a way to punish me that's most suitable for my "crime". Quickly they decide on the details and Derek simply informs me that I'm going to be released to Brian's and Padma's "custody" at the end of the day to be punished as they see fit. I'm very fearful of what that might entail but I'm not exactly at a bargaining position right now — standing there with only a pair of panties to cover my warmed-up ass cheeks!

******

Padma and Brian then leave, leaving me alone with Derek. As soon as they leave, Derek walks to the door and locks it from inside. It seems Derek is very turned on as he walks behind me to closely examine my feminine underwear.

"Pretty panties..." muses Derek, "for a sissy boy like you!" I feel my face burning red hot in shame from his insulting remark. But what's worse, suddenly I feel a pair of rough hands touching the bare skin of my silky hairless thighs. I feel him starting to sensuously explore my sensitive leg flesh with his eager palms.

"Mmmmmm... your body feels very soft and smooth, just like a girl's!" Derek observes as he start to shamelessly molest my slightly trembling body. Then he gets bolder and wraps his strong manly arms around my slender body, pressing his lower torso into my plump backside at the same time. To my shocking realization, I feel a raging hard-on rubbing eagerly against my vulnerable buttocks covered only by a pair of thin panties. I'm shocked to feel myself starting to get hard from this humiliating treatment!

I'm starting to wonder what he has in mind for me right now. And I don't have long to wait. Next I feel Derek hooking his fingers around my panties and lowering it down my shaking legs. Derek rubs his hands over my now naked ass-cheeks, cupping and kneading to his heart's content. Oh, the shame!

"Nice sweet ass... feels just like a girl's behind!" He comments after feeling me up. Then he goes to the couch and sits down. "Come here, Anand, and kneel in front of me," he instructs me. With eyes cast downward in shame, I obey his order and kneel down in front of him. At this position my face is at the same level as his crotch. To my shock, Derek reaches for his zipper and unzip his pants, releasing a big cock that's now completely hardened from his earlier fondling of my feminine body. It appears to be a whopping 7 or 8 inches long, and extremely thick. I've never seen a cock this big, especially compared to my own much smaller one, which is also now fully stiff despite my fear and shame at my current humiliation.

"Anand, your next punishment today, which will be off the record, is to suck me off —- that should teach you a lesson not to wear panties to the office like the sissy boy that you are!"

I've never touched another man's cock before, let along suck one! That's such a demeaning act for a male to have to submit to especially for a conservative Indian guy like me. But for some reason I also feel oddly excited at the prospect of orally servicing a huge white cock that's now staring me squarely in the face. I lean forward tentatively and touch the tip of his large white member with my trembling lips. It feels hard and warm. I can't help myself but open my lips and slowly begin to put this throbbing shaft into my mouth. This is so degrading!

Now I have my very first taste of cock. And, much to my surprise, it doesn't seem so bad at all! It's feels very full in my mouth. It's so long that I'm not able to put the whole length in my mouth. Sensing that Derek is delighted by my attentions on his engorged cock, I close my lips around the thick shaft and start to slide up and down to repeat my stimulation of this large dick inside my mouth. Then I also use my tongue to touch and lick his cock head, and also around the base of his cock and his hairy balls. Derek is smiling and enjoying my blowjob and he's getting more excited each minute.

Soon he reaches out and grabs both sides of my head and then he starts to force his huge rod in and out of my mouth quickly. Now he's really face-fucking me! I feel so ashamed to be providing oral sex to another man like this. It feels very degrading and unmanly to submit sexually to another man, and I feel I'd just die of shame if my wife ever finds out that a white man is fucking my mouth right now. But deep down I also cannot deny a strange pleasure at servicing a stronger, more masculine man sexually.

As Derek is getting close to coming he's fucking my mouth more roughly, almost gagging me a few times as he forces his hard dick down my throat. Then he quickly pulls out and shoots a large load of cum all over my face. Very satisfied, he then zips his dick back inside his pants and orders me to stand back up. "Very well done. You will be my cocksucker from now on!"

The word "cocksucker" really humiliates me but that is what I am now —- a fact I cannot deny! He lets me wipe the cum off my face and pull up my panties but then I have to "face the corner" again with no other clothing on.

******

To my dismay, Brian and Padma come by then to take me to their home for further "education". They burst out laughing when they see me still facing the corner with just my panties on, just as when they left. They allow me to get dressed and then I follow them reluctantly to their car, feeling sick to my stomach thinking about what they have in store for me.

As Brian drives their car, I sit in the backseat of their car, listening to them talk about me, as if I'm not even there. They discuss the best way to put me in my place and teach me a lesson I won't forget anytime soon. Finally Brian whispers an idea in Padma's ear and she giggles approvingly. Little do I know what they had decided for me.

They live in a fashionable condo in the city. Once we get to their home, I'm stripped completely naked. "This will teach you not to peek at my lovely girlfriend's body again!" Brian tells me menacingly. Then he grabs my bare upper arm and leads me to their dining room where I'm forcibly bent face-down over their dining table. They leave me in this vulnerable position for seemingly an endless time while they get comfortable.

Padma then comes over and smirks at me, obviously delighted by my predicament. I notice that she's dressed to tease me even as I'm being humiliated like never before. She is wearing short shorts and a skimpy top. Her nipples are quite visible through her sheer silk top with no bra underneath. Finally I hear the pronouncement of my fate. She almost whispers in my ear, "Brian and I have decided teach you a lesson that you won't soon forget. And that is, you are going to be fucked like a girl by him tonight! Hahahaha..."

I am absolutely horrified to hear that! "Nooo, you can't!!!" I try to get up from my bent-over position but I suddenly feel Brian's strong hand on my back. He effortlessly keeps me pinned onto their dining table. Being a strapping white Texan male he is of course far stronger than my slim Asian form and I stand no chance trying to struggle or escape. I know deep down that I have no choice but to accept my fate, however humiliating it's going to be.

Being Indian herself, Padma certainly understands the same cultural taboo as me against men who submit sexually to other men, who "receive" another man's cock into their body like a female. For a Indian male, becoming a sissy boy like that would be the utmost degradation — and that's what I'm about to become tonight.

Their dining room has a mirror on one wall, which happens to be the side I'm facing from my position. Oh great, not only am I going to be "deflowered" tonight, but I'll be watching the whole "show" vividly in the mirror! Behind me Brian has unbuckled his belt and lowered his suit pants and briefs. That's when I find out that he has a huge dick pointing straight at my direction. I involuntarily clench my buttocks in fear of the impending violation of my virgin asshole, thinking there's no way my tight back-passage could possibly fit such a thick pole that's going to rape me anally.

And as if my humiliation is not overwhelming enough, I soon realize that my rear end is to be "prepared" for her boyfriend's penetration by Padma herself. She retrieves some K-Y jelly and begins to apply the cool lube to my tensed anal opening. She places both palms on my ass cheeks to spread them wide open and then slides her middle finger up my asshole. Never having been "entered" like this before, I feel a very alien sensation being invaded by another person. I can see my own face flushes red in deep shame in the mirror at having my most private bodily opening exposed to—and lubricated by —- a woman!

"Now who's the one being sexually harassed, hmm?!" taunts Padma with a finger inside my anus. She withdraws her middle finger for a moment but then she adds more lube and inserts two fingers into my asshole this time. It feels fuller this time but still not too bad. However she's not done yet as she slides one more finger into me to fully coat my insides with the K-Y jelly —- now I am ready to be taken.

Brian walks up right behind me and starts to position his large cockhead at my wrinkled anus. In the meantime Padma has come around to the front and sits down at a chair facing me. "Look into my eyes, Anand," she whispers to me. "I want to see the shame on your face as Brian takes you like a girl." I feel increasing pressure at my backdoor and I try to squeeze my buns tightly together to prevent my sodomy. How naive I am! My sphincter muscles are no match for Brian's rock-hard prick and within a minute I am opened.

"OOOOWWWWWW!" I scream in agony, with my lips forming a perfect O-shape, at the sharp pain of initial entry. My anal opening is stretched wide open —- much wider than I've ever experienced before —- by his throbbing horse dick as he steadily pushes inside my previously unexplored territory without mercy. Knowing that I've failed to stop the inevitable violation of my virginity I try to relax my rectum as much as possible to ease the pain but it doesn't subside at all. Through my tear-streaked vision I can see a tremendous satisfaction on Padma's pretty face. She is not only smiling but also puts on a sultry look, clearly showing off her cleavage and sexy legs to heighten my frustration.




Asian Sissy Humiliated



I continue to wail and squirm from this unfamiliar fullness in my tortured rectal passage. Brian's long pole seems to sinking into my bowel endlessly. He grips my feminine hips with his strong hands and with one forceful push finally "bottoms out" up my ass-pussy. I can now feel his lower body, and even his heavy balls, pressing tightly against my behind. Leaving his cock fully buried inside me like that for a short while, he lets my body get used to his intrusion. The initial sharp pain has slowly morphed into a dull ache that constantly reminds me that I have become the recipient of another man's cock inside my body.

After I've adjusted to his man-tool somewhat, Brian begins to pull out slowly, generating yet another very strange, yet not totally unpleasant sensation in my backside. When only his bulbous cockhead remains in my hole, he reverses course and pushes back into me, until again his muscular legs press skintight against the back of my soft thighs.

While I've never had anal sex before —- until today —- I've watched enough porn to understand that I'm now being butt-fucked by this man. A ruggedly handsome, masculine man who women would undoubtedly love to have sex with. But I am not a woman. At least, not supposed to be, but now that I've "bottomed" to him like a female, I've now been shamed and dishonored into a feminine status. I don't have much time to ponder on my degradation before I'm being distracted by his in-and-out fucking motion which is picking up in pace. There's a steady echo of loud flesh-slapping-flesh noise surrounding the dining room as he slams into my lubricated tunnel repeatedly.

Padma walks back behind me to "observe" the action up-close from a better vintage point. "Hey Anand I can see you are enjoying this, you're such a slut!" Oh this is so humiliating! But despite all that a strange pleasurable sensation begins to surface from my lower body, intermixed with the pain of being unnaturally stretched by Brian's fat sausage pounding away in my bottom. This can't be, I tell myself, there's no way I could start to enjoy being ass-fucked like this!

But it doesn't matter what I believe, it begins to feel more pleasurable the longer I'm being sodomized, and I even catch myself unconsciously moving my ass back to meet his thrusts. Strangely, I feel a little jealous towards Padma when I imagine her getting thoroughly fucked in her brown pussy by this manly white stud on a regular basis.

I can feel Brian getting close and then he holds my body tightly towards him as he sinks fully inside me one last time to spill his man-seed deep into my bowel.

So I am ravaged — like a female -— by a virile man that evening. Before the night is over I am taken two more times by Brian in different, but equally degrading, positions. The second time was with me on all fours on the carpeted floor, and the third time on my back on the bed with the knees pulled up to my chest just like a woman being fucked in missionary position. My asshole is extremely sore—and loosened when he's finally done with me.

The next day at work I can't help but walk kind of funny into the office. I try to avoid bumping into anyone as I feel that my coworkers have begun to suspect that something has happened to me. It's very uncomfortable to sit down as well so after squirming in my seat most of the morning, and not being able to concentrate or get any work done.

******

Things seem to have returned to normal for the next few days. By Friday I am hopeful that maybe I can make it thru the week without further "incidents". 

But no such luck! Apparently Derek still has more plans for me, and even worse, for my wife as well. He calls me into his office in the afternoon, and orders me to report to his home after dinner tonight. He explains that his wife is away for the weekend and therefore it'll be a good place to continue my discipline. Derek is of the opinion that since my wife allowed me, albeit unwittingly, to wear her panties to the office, she is thus "guilty" of encouraging me to break company rule and therefore she must also suffer the consequences.

I beg and plead with Derek to spare my wife from any punishment. She has no part in this, it is all my fault, I tell him. I offer to take the punishment in her place, hoping to not have to tell her about my humiliation at the office.

At first I'm elated when Derek agrees to spare my wife from the punishment. But then my hopes are dashed when he says he wants my wife to witness my punishment! What's more, he wants to give her a treat and show her what a real man is like! I am not sure what he means by that, but it did not sound good to me.

The rest of the day is a blur. I don't know how I make it through but at last it's time to go home. Once at home, I give the news reluctantly to my wife Kavita. It is so shameful to have to tell her about getting caught wearing panties in the office, but I have no choice. She knows this secret about me very well. She has tried to stop me several times before, but she finally gave in, pretending not to notice when I sneak panties from her drawer from time to time.

To my surprise, she seems curious about the upcoming visit to my boss's house. She spends an hour getting dolled up, despite some nervousness about what is in store for her.

With trepidation we two report to his big house in the evening. Derek opens the door and lets us in. I walk in gingerly with my head bowed down in shame, with my wife in tow. Derek looks Kavita up and down approvingly. It's the first time that he's seeing her. I know that he likes her tight, petite body. They all do. He takes her hand and leads her away from me. He offers her a seat on the couch and gets a drink for her, all the while ignoring me. Kavita for her part is nervous but pleased by the attention she is getting from this imposing white man.

Derek then sits in the middle of the couch, right next to where Kavita is sitting. Derek explains my serious misdeeds to my wife and tells her about the bare-bottom spanking he gave me earlier in the week. To my shock, Derek orders me to strip off all my clothes and lie down across his lap. He explains to her that he wants to give me a second spanking witnessed by his wife. Reluctantly I comply; I quickly get out of my clothes and, not daring to look at my wife's face, walk over directly towards Derek. He grabs my hand forcefully and pulls me face-down across his knee in a very embarrassingly childish spanking position. Luckily I am facing away from my wife who is sitting to the right of Derek. 

Derek positions my bottom in the middle of his lap and spreads my legs slightly. In this position my naked buttocks are fully exposed to my wife from where she is sitting.

Moments later loud smacking noises start to echo thru the living room, extracting high-pitched squeals from me as Derek's spanking intensifies. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "Ouuuch! owwww... no...." SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! My wife gasps as she can almost feel the sting of the blows herself.

It's so excruciating for me to listen to my bare-bottom spanking like this. It's not just the shame of being over another man's lap getting the daylight spanked out of my feminine ass, but also the humiliation of having my wife looking on. Overcame by curiosity, I look back over my shoulder at my bottom. And it's as bad as I have imagined, if not worse. After 10 minutes of painful, non-stop spanking the accumulated stings have really gotten to me. My rounded behind is bright red and bouncing repeatedly under Derek's forceful palm. I squirm frantically over his lap but he keeps me pinned down by his strong arm.

He keeps me over his lap for an extra minute to let me calm down while he gently caresses my red-hot ass-cheeks back-and-froth. I think my ordeal is over, but instead he continues my spanking in earnest. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "Wooooo! Please! it's too.... hard! Ahhhhhh!". 

Derek lands his large palm full-force on my soft brown buttocks without any mercy, one painful smack after another in steady rhythm. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! I struggle to maintain a modicum of dignity, but soon I start to squeal and sob in agony. My inflamed rear end clenches and unclenches involuntarily from the forceful impacts, and I'm sure my wife can catch a glimpse of my puckered anus peeking out from my ass-crack.

Derek announces then that I've been spanked enough. When I get up from his lap however, he makes me turn towards them and fully expose myself to them. My small dick is now mostly erect! Derek snickers mockingly. "Looks like the sissy boy enjoyed his spanking!" he blurts out in glee. My wife is shocked but nods in agreement.

He tells me to show my wife the marks plainly visible on my naked bum after the spanking. Derek makes me bend over in front of them as they inspect my well-spanked bottom. My wife gasps when she sees the telltale marks on my ass. She is very worried that she'll be subjected to a spanking as well. However Derek has something else in his mind.

He orders me to stand up with my back to the wall. My little boyish penis is now barely visible between my thighs as I drag my wobbly legs back to the wall. I am ordered to face them, to complete my humiliation.

He then asks Kavita to come stand in front of him. He's a full head taller than her and she looks positively petite next to him. She's wearing a conservative outfit consisting of a blouse and skirt which are nevertheless colorful and pretty. Kavita is very beautiful and quite sexy despite her conservative looks. She has long black hair down her back with a shapely figure and silky golden brown skin. 

But she's also very shy, being a conservative Indian housewife who's never been with a man other than her husband before. That's why she's very self-conscious when Derek starts to caress her shoulders and slowly unbuttons her blouse. 

As Derek reaches over to take the blouse off her she pleads softly with him, "Please don't, it's so embarrassing! What... what are you doing, Mr. Johnson?" She tries to hold on to her blouse with her slender arms but she's no match for Derek's strength. Derek ignores her feeble appeals and takes off her blouse and starts to unzip her skirt as well. Pretty soon he has her standing with only her bra and panties on.

"Oh don't worry Kavita," he says casually, "I'm simply preparing you for your lesson on what a REAL man is like." He takes off his own shirt revealing an impressive muscular body and strong arms. He has broad shoulders and a hairy chest that stand out in such contrast with my scrawny body and feminine frame. He continues to fondle her bare brown skin that's now only covered by a thin black bra and conservative pink panties.

Derek reaches over and kisses her fully on her mouth while holding her head firmly with one hand. I am surprised to see that Kavita is barely protesting now and is starting to willfully submit to the advances of this strange man! I am even more shocked to see him slip his other hand inside her panties as he continues to kiss her hard. She is even spreading her legs slighly now, presumably to allow him to insert a finger or two inside her!

Having kissed and fingered her to his heart's content with barely a protest, Kavita's submission is now evident to Derek. He stands back and unhooks her bra and takes it off her. This is followed by lowering her pink cotton panties down to her ankles. He leers at my wife's perfect boobs and neatly trimmed pussy as they come to full view unclothed for the first time to another man. She tries to cover her ample breasts and pubic area with her small hands and of course it looks only more erotic to Derek.

Kavita sighs with embarrassment as she feels a back-draft over her naked nether flesh causing goose bumps to appear on her beautifully smooth brown skin. Of course it's ten times more shaming when she feels the hands of another man, especially a handsome, strong, white man starting to explore her bare charms. She uses her palms to cover her breasts but Derek gets behind her and grabs both her breasts with his large hands and starts to knead them forcefully and to tweak her perky dark nipples.

I have mixed feelings about my conservative wife now being fondled by my boss. I feel intensely jealous about this but at the same time I notice that I'm still hard. Hmmmmm...

Derek then points at me and tells her, "Well, I can't wait to show you what you've been missing. As you can see, your husband's manhood -- or perhaps womanhood is a better description! -- leaves a lot to be desired. I don't want you to stay ignorant about what sex is like with a real man."

Kavita smirks when she hears this but makes no effort to protest or to come to my defense. I hang my head in shame, although I cannot disagree with what Derek said. After all, my little weenie in full display, and very soon she is going to find out that it is no match for a real man's cock!

With that he effortlessly lifts up Kavita's slim body and places her bottom on his large mahogany desk, with her smooth silky legs straddling his body.

"Ohhh no, please don't Mr. Johnson, you mustn't!!" She's very scared when she sees Derek pull down his zipper and open his pants to release his huge hard on. Not only has she been a good traditional wife who's never had a peek at other man's cock, but this one is a monster! She doesn't even think it can possibly fit inside her tight wet pussy. Yes, it's.. wet! Even me sitting across the room I can see the glistening moisture on the sweet lips of my wife's pussy. I feel so ashamed that a white man is about to fuck my wife -— right in front of me —- but I also can't help but become very horny. Now my little cock is fully erect again.

Pointing his throbbing cockhead at Kavita's pussy opening, Derek pushes forward to enter her extra-tight brown pussy. Inch by inch his hot meat slides into juicy waiting cunt, even though she's still mildly pleading for him to stop. Since she's never had a normal-sized cock inside her, she's practically being deflowered for the first time in her life.

"Please, no Mr. Johnson, I cannot have sex with you... not in front of my husband please..." But she makes no effort to get away from him, and I can hear her resolve weakening as her body starts to accept this savage invasion with pleasure. "Mmmmmm.... ooooohhhhh... no.... ahhhhhh.... yeeeess..."

Once Derek has bottomed out with his heavy balls slapping against Kavita's ass cheeks, he pulls out forcefully and then start to fuck my wife. First with slow steady strokes. He plays with her beautiful boobs and sucks on her erect nipples, and fondles her sweet brown flesh at will. In deep shame, I jealously watch my boss who's completing my humiliation now as he is cuckolding me by openly fucking my gorgeous wife in my face.

After some time Derek begins to pick up the pace. In and out, in and out, he's really driving his tool inside my wife's hot cunt like a mad man. She's now moaning in lust, oblivious to her husband who's watching her getting fucked by another man. Her eyes are tightly-shut and her face is flushed, as she experiences a good fucking for the first time in her life.

Suddenly he picks her whole body up like a rag-doll, and embracing her tiny body hard against his hairy chest he slams her lower body down onto his raging pole. "OOOOOWWWWWWWwww!" This sudden extra-powerful stroke triggers a torrential climax, and wave after wave of pleasure overcomes her. Wrapping her arms tightly around Derek's neck and her sexy legs tightly around his waist, she experiences the most powerful orgasm of her life. But he's not even done yet! Without missing a single beat he continues to lift her body up and down onto his tree-trunk of a cock, and eliciting a loud moan and more breathless panting from her, "Oohhh God."

Never having seen my wife's wild side like this, I am in shock. In short order Derek grunts in a lion's roar and releases his floodgate of thick white cum deep inside Kavita's wide-stretched pussy. He hugs her tight and they embrace each other passionately like long-term lovers. I can't believe that my previously chaste and loyal wife has completely surrendered to a strange man she just met for the first time. 

After he is fully spent, Derek allows both of us to get dressed and shows us to the door. I am surprised to see that my wife is no longer even putting up any appearance of resisting his advances. She even flashes a flirty smile at him as he watches her putting her panties back on. 

I sheepishly watch as he kisses her good night and she kisses him back. I know that this won't be the last time Derek will be taking my wife. Having experienced her first real fucking, I'm sure that she'll be more than willing whenever he wants her again.