4 comments/ 25224 views/ 8 favorites The Girl From Hong Kong By: G-String "Hi, Cynthia!" "Uh... Hi?" I looked uncertainly at the guy standing behind me in the bus queue just across the university campus. Did I know him? "I'm Richard. You do remember me, don't you? We met at Gabby's party." "Oh, yes. Yes, of course!" Well, I recalled the party two nights ago but not Richard. The only new face I remembered that night was a handsome Chinese guy, like me who came from Hong Kong. But I guessed that Chinese guy must be Gabby's boyfriend for I stumbled on them, cuddling and kissing in the kitchen right after the party. Ugh, fancied a gwei-mui (western girl)! I bet that I looked more attractive than Gabby, except for her big bosom. Shame on you! I was about two weeks into my first university term and there seemed to be a disco here or a wine party there practically every night. It was getting rather tiresome and I hoped that would stop soon. It was my first time away from home. I must admit that gweilo (westerners) all tended to look very much alike to me at the time. In any case, it would take just one little zip of wine to turn my head woozy. So, I shouldn't blame myself too much for not remembering Richard. Looking at him, he was not particularly handsome but was very tall. I guessed that he must be about 6', towering over my, well, almost 5'4" frame. He had a head of short dark curls. But it was his long eyelashes that caught my attention, so long that would make girls jealous. And his eyes were so blue. Suddenly, I realized that he was waving a hand in front of my eyes, bringing me round from my daydream. "Oh, I'm so sorry. It's been a hectic day..." The bus came and he sat beside me, a bit too close for my comfort. During the 15 minutes trip, I told him the story about coming from a co-ed school in Hong Kong and how I found this university. The same story that I must have told everyone I met here in England. When my stop came, I tried a polite goodbye but he said he was getting off too. There was no use seeking refuge in the grocery store because he was buying something there as well. "It looks very heavy. Let me carry it for you, Cynthia." Before I could decline he already grabbed the brown paper bag. Awkwardly, we headed back to my student house. At the kitchen backdoor, I tried a polite goodbye a second time and it worked. He waved cheerfully, turned and headed for his hall of residents that was some 15-20 minutes walk away. "Cynthia, is that your boyfriend?" Jane, my roommate asked as she peered out of the kitchen window. "Of course not." I replied. "Why not? He's very cute." "If you say so. You want me to introduce you?" Jane took another look at the departing Richard, grinned but shook her head. It was a quiet and relaxing weekend, no disco or party. Rested and feeling refreshed, I went to the bus stop early on Monday morning but was surprised to see Richard there. His hall of residence was two stops down the other way. I hesitated whether I should turn and come back for the next bus but he saw me and waved. "Morning, Cynthia." "Hi." "You're so early?" "Yeah. And you? More shopping?" I said coldly. The shops were not open yet. For some reasons, I suspected that he was waiting for me. So, I was just being my sarcastic self. "No, actually I was waiting for you." He said while and then he pulled a silly grin. I could think of no glib remark and my face just turned crimson. Luckily, the bus came. During the journey, he kept chatting cheerfully, if only one-sidedly, but I wasn't listening. Was he really trying to chat me up? "See you." He said when we got off at the campus. I nodded coldly but uttered under my breath, "I hope not." However, I couldn't concentrate on my lectures the whole morning as I kept thinking about Richard. Well, I must admit that he was kind of cute. But was he really interested in me? I mean I wasn't unattractive but with all those tall and voluptuous gwei-mui around and Richard chose me? No, that couldn't be possible. In any case, I wouldn't want a gwei-chai (western boy) for a boyfriend. I could do without gossips from among the Chinese community in the university. Yet, I was suddenly confused. That afternoon, I checked the coast was clear before slipping behind the bus queue. Richard wasn't there and the trip suddenly turned boring. The next morning, Richard wasn't at the bus stop either. I didn't know why but I kind of felt disappointed. Perhaps, I was so rude to him that I had driven him away. Otherwise, I was just imagining things. In any case, that was not an issue any more. The following day at lunch, I was going through my lecture notes half-heartedly as I ate a plate of soggy rice with cubed beef in thick gravy at the canteen. People there just didn't know how to cook rice properly. "Hi Cynthia, is that seat taken?" I looked up and there was Richard holding his lunch tray with both hands, with a big box-file under his right arm. I didn't know why but suddenly I felt so flustered. "Yes, uh... No, no Richard." Hurriedly, I tidied my notes to make room for him to sit beside me. He set down his tray but dropped his file onto the floor with a loud bang. "Shit!" He muttered but added quickly, "Excuse my French." I knew that rude word, but why French? The British could be so puzzling. Then he was grinning almost childishly while flashing me his long eyelashes and sparkling blue eyes. My heart was suddenly thumping and my cheeks were heating up. What was wrong with me? He chatted cheerfully away and I tried a little conversation. Was I merely trying to be polite or was I thinking of something else, making amends perhaps? Time flew and suddenly I had to leave for my lecture. "Cynthia?" "Yes, Richard?" "There's a party at my hall this evening. It's Phil's, a third year guy's 21st birthday. Would you be interested? It's nothing fancy, just some wine and cheese..." I didn't need to invent an excuse to say no as I had had enough of parties already. Therefore, it came as a real surprise to me, and probably to Richard, when I heard myself said, "Sure." Suddenly he was smiling radiantly. "Then, shall I..." "Hey, I'm getting late for my lecture but shall we meet later at the bus?" I scribbled my mobile phone number on his notepad and hurried away. "Yes, see you there." He said behind me. I was so confused that whole afternoon. I thought I hated those wine parties. Then why did I accept the invitation? What was wrong with me? I became so flustered again when I met him at the bus stop. "Uh, Richard. I mean... uh, what shall I get for the party?" "Nothing." "Well, you said it was somebody's birthday. I can't just go there empty-handed." "It's Phil's 21st birthday and of course you can." Somehow, I knew that he was getting off with me at my stop and I headed straight for the off-licence. "I think perhaps I should get a bottle of white wine." "Cynthia, you needn't bother. There will be plenty of booze around." "Help me choose a bottle, please." "If you must, just get the cheapest." "I'm serious, Richard." He took one look, grabbed the cheapest bottle from the rack and gave it to me. "Seriously, this should be fine." He said. I shrugged and paid for that cheapest bottle of Liebfraumilch. He walked me to my house. "Shall I come round, say at eight to pick you up?" He asked. "No, I know the way to your hall. Perhaps if I arrive at a quarter past eight, will that be all right?" "Are you sure?" I nodded. "I shall be there waiting for you." I waved goodbye and went inside by the kitchen backdoor. It was a good job that Jane wasn't there, otherwise she would be asking questions again. But why should that matter? It was just a little party that I got invited to. It wasn't as though there was anything between Richard and I. Damn, I was just being silly. I put the bottle in the fridge and began to prepare for dinner. I got there by about 8:10 p.m. and Richard was already waiting at the entrance of the trees-lined path leading to his hall. It was such a cold night and I wondered how long he had been standing and shivering there in that thin denim jacket. He grinned when he saw me, led us to his U-shaped hall, which was the largest men's hall of the university. It was built in red brick with a lawn in the middle. He kept pointing out to me that was the dining hall straight ahead and that was the TV room over there at the corner... "He we are." He opened a door for me. He explained as we headed up the stairs, "In here, first year students usually get a room along the long corridor on the ground floor. However, they must have misplaced my application. So, I ended up on a first floor landing with three second-year fellows. Oh, I guessed that they must already be at Phil's party on the landing above." "Yes, I can hear the party." "Here's my room. Perhaps you want to leave your coat here for the time being?" "Yes, thanks." I looked around Richard's room. It was simply furnished with standard university furniture. There was a single bed, a straight-back chair in front of a bureau-desk, an armchair and a wardrobe. Richard had set up some sort of a stereo with large speakers well spaced apart, one on top of his bureau-desk and the other on the floor by the side of his bed that also served as a magazines cum bedside stand. He helped me out of my coat and draped it over the armchair. His room was surprisingly tidy, compared to the pigsty I shared with Jane! "Shall we go upstairs?" I nodded with a smile, suddenly eager to meet his friends. It was already crowded upstairs. They were mostly boys but there were also a few girls. "Phil, this is Cynthia. Cynthia is from Hong Kong. Cynthia, this is Phil, our birthday kid." "Hey Richard, you didn't tell me that you have such a beautiful Chinese girlfriend." Phil said aloud. I blushed, as it was so embarrassing. I didn't know how to correct his mistake, yet I couldn't blame Phil as I was also thinking that the other girls must be girlfriends of somebody there. "Hey, watch it Phil. It may be your 21st birthday but it doesn't mean that you can..." Richard must be trying to intervene on my behalf but I didn't quite catch the rest of the conversation. "Happy birthday, Phil." I said simply and offered him the bottle. "Oh Cynthia, you really shouldn't!" They were a jolly and friendly lot and I began to relax and enjoy myself. I joined in their party games and I tried a little glass of the German wine that I bought. It tasted delicious. So apart from being very witty as he demonstrated in the party, Richard must also know a thing or two about wines. "Gosh, it's ten already. Richard, I must leave now. I have an early lecture tomorrow." I said in a hush voice, as I didn't want to spoil the party. "Sure." I said goodbye to Phil and waved to the others when Richard showed me to his room to retrieve my coat. "I shall walk you back, Cynthia." "No, it's late already. There's no need." But he had already put on his denim jacket. On the way, Richard gossiped a little about his friends in the hall. Then suddenly, I saw that it was snowing. "It's snowing!" I squealed as I twirled round and round, trying to catch the snowflakes in my palms. I must have acted like a child. "Is this the first time you see snowing?" I nodded excitedly then suddenly I froze and said, "You must think that I am being very childish?" "No, Cynthia. I think you are the most beautiful girl I've ever met." With that he stretched out his palms and tried to catch snowflakes for me. It was a good job he did that. Otherwise, he would see me blushing furiously. "Cynthia, don't let Phil bother you. He likes making remarks like that back there because he doesn't have a girlfriend. But I..." Again, I didn't catch the rest of the sentence because he said it so quickly. I just said, "Don't worry. I'm okay." Suddenly, I felt his hand reaching across and took mine. Then we were walking hand in hand. Supposed he had asked if I would like to be his girlfriend and I answered okay! Oh My God! My heart was suddenly thumping and my cheeks were piping hot. I didn't dare looking up at him. At the same time, I didn't want to retrieve my hand for his palm felt so soft and warm. Hand in hand, we walked silently if a little awkwardly back to my house. At the kitchen backdoor, he gave a little peck on my cheek. I was so shocked, as I had never been kissed by a boy before. I just turned beetroot! Coyly, I looked up at Richard. But when he bent down and tried to kiss me again, I closed my eyes and tilted my head up. That very first kiss took my breath completely away! My heart was thumping so wildly that he must have felt it when he hugged me. Then my modesty had suddenly deserted me for I actually reached up on tiptoes to kiss him back. Unashamedly, I pressed my body against Richard. I was feeling tingly all over and my knees turned to jelly. Had Richard not wrapped his arms so tightly around me then I would have fallen like a heap on the doorstep and made a right fool of myself. "Night-night, Cynthia." "Goodnight, Richard." I waved and waved as he turned and blew me kisses a couple of times until finally he waved me to get inside the house. "Told you he's cute," Jane said as soon as I closed the kitchen backdoor. I didn't know how long she had been there but I could guess what she must have seen through the window. With a little smirk on her beautiful face and a shake of her head of short blonde hair, Jane left the kitchen via the other door, leaving me red-faced and utterly embarrassed. Jane and I were good friends by that time and I knew that she was just teasing me, but still... I took a hot shower but couldn't help wondering what Richard really saw in me. I mean those girls at Phil's party looked ravishing and more beautiful than plain little me. I mean I wasn't tall and didn't have their figures. Those were what I admired about gwei-mui. I wiped the mist from the bathroom mirror and checked my body. My 32A-21-32 was too skinny and I weighed just around 40 kg. I twisted my upper torso this way and that to inspect my breasts. Though not big they were indeed full A-cups size, almost B-cups now but not quite! They were very perky with up-tilted deep red nipples. They didn't look all that bad but wouldn't Richard prefer... I shivered suddenly. "Oh shame on you Cynthia, just one little kiss with a gwei-chai and you turned into an idiot!" A voice screamed inside my head. Then I thought I better finish the shower quickly because I had some explaining to do with Jane. Wrapped in my bathrobe, I returned to my bedroom but found that Jane had already gone to bed. Thank god for that! Quietly, I put on some night cream and hand lotion, slipped into bed and switched off the bed lamp. I must have slept with a silly grin on my face all through that night. Jane didn't say anything as we left the house together the following morning. "Oh My God!" She exclaimed all of a sudden that was when I spotted Richard waving at us at the bus stop. I was hoping to see him there and I waved back cheerfully. "Oh dear! I better leave you two lovebirds alone." Jane said as she walked hurriedly over to join Teresa who was also a first year student from our house. Richard came over and took my hand. My cheeks heated up quickly as my heart pumped wildly. He didn't let go of my hand until we arrived outside my faculty building where he gave a discrete peck on my cheek. "Shall I see you at lunch, Richard." "Yeah, see you later." I tried very hard to concentrate on the lectures. But I just couldn't wipe that silly grin from my face that whole morning. At 12:30 p.m. I went to the canteen in the Student Union and spotted Richard at once. I hurried over to him and found that he hadn't ordered anything yet. So we went together to the counter, got what we wanted and sat at a quiet corner to eat our lunch. "So what are you doing tonight, Richard?" I asked towards the end of the lunch hour. "Oh, tonight I play board game with those on my landing." I nodded in disappointment. "You know them all. Do you want to join us, Cynthia?" "No, I have to prepare for a tutorial." I lied. "See you later." Richard said and gave a quick peck on my cheek. My face reddened and I immediately checked around to see if anyone saw that kiss. The canteen was full of students and I knew what sort of rumours would be flying around if someone from Hong Kong saw a gwei-chai kissing me. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw no Chinese around. "What's the matter?" Richard asked. "Nothing, you go ahead. I don't have a lecture for this session and I want to go through some of my notes." He waved and was gone. Later that day, we caught the bus back together but he did not get off earlier with me this time as he said he had an assignment to work on before his stupid game. I ate a quick meal and sat brooding in the TV room, oblivious to the soap on the box. It was 8:30 p.m. when I decided to pay Richard a surprise visit to see what he was up to. When I got there, I saw that all four doors on his landing were open and I could hear them talking in one of the rooms. Hesitantly, I went over and Richard spotted me. That was not my Richard but a chubby 5'8" second year chemist. "Hi, Cynthia!" he said. Then my Richard turned and saw me. "Hey, thought you weren't coming. Come on in, love!" The four of them were sitting around a folding table with a board and stacks of cards on it. I felt like a fool. They were really playing a board game. There was no reproach from my Richard or the other three. Andy told me it was a game of Civilization. Then the four of them tried to show me how it was played. I was surprised that a board game was played without the roll of dices and I was even more surprised to find that people still played that sort of games on an actual game-board rather than on-line. The only board game I knew was Monopoly. I was fascinated at first but my interest waned after about 20 minutes. "Well, what do you say if we continue on another night?" My Richard asked suddenly. "Sure," they said, took notes of their game and cleared the table. Awkwardly I left Andy's room with Richard. "Richard, I'm so sorry that I spoiled your game." I said shamed-faced when Richard closed his door behind us. "Don't be silly. We wouldn't be able to finish the game tonight and would have to continue on another day anyway." "You're not mad at me, snooping on you?" He shook his head. Then he grinned and said, "Now you know that I'm not hiding another girl." "I'm so sorry." My eyes misted up. "Hey, it's okay. Now that we both know that we are serious about each other. I love you, Cynthia!" I nodded timidly and a tear suddenly rolled down my cheek. Gently, he lifted my chin and gazed lovingly into my eyes. I couldn't restrain myself any longer as I flung my arms around his neck, reached up on tiptoes and kissed him. As we were wet kissing each other, my knees quickly turned to jelly. Then I found myself lying on Richard's bed, with him toppled over me, kissing and touching me. "Oh! Don't, Richard!" I gasped as I felt his hot palms fondling my breasts over the blouse. I was so embarrassed, not just because they had never been touched before but also because I was really concerned that they were rather small. Yet, his touches felt so good! "Cynthia, you're such a lovely girl." "Don't Richard." I protested half-heartedly but Richard must have seen right through me because he didn't stop. Instead, he began to unbutton my blouse! "No, Richard!" He took as much notice of this as my previous protest. In just seconds, he had undone the roll of buttons on my blouse and he was gazing down my cleavage. My cheeks were on fire. In a way, I was glad that I wore a push-up bra that day! The Girl From Hong Kong "Richard!" "Cynthia, let me take a look at your lovely body." He flashed his long lashes and blue eyes at me and I simply melted. Coyly, I averted his gaze. He didn't waste any time but pulled my blouse out of my jeans and flipped it open. Then I felt his hands reaching behind my back. "No, stop it Richard!" Again I protested but my body countermanded my words as I unconsciously lifted my back for his hands. "Oh!" I gasped as I felt the bra was suddenly loosened Then the bra cups were being gently lifted off my breasts. I felt blood surging to my nipples until they became painfully engorged. It was so embarrassing and I used the back of my hands to shield my eyes and my beetroot face. Richard leaned closer and I felt his breath on my breasts. I thought he was going to kiss me there. Instead, he kissed my palms, on the tip of each of my fingers and then he gently took my hands away from my face. "Cynthia, they are gorgeous. You should be proud of them." I grinned shyly but then averted his gaze again. "HHO!" I squealed when I felt his moist lips pressing around my left nipple and he began to suckle. A weird tingly heat quickly spread down my body, lighting up a fire deep inside me. I moaned but then I remembered that Andy, Chris and the other Richard were just next-door. So I bit hard on my lower lip to suppress the embarrassing noise that I made. His palms lightly squeezed my small though perky breasts and he alternated his kisses between my now throbbing nipples. At the time, I got the feeling that he really liked my breasts and didn't mind them being small! The whole world was suddenly spinning round and round me, everything felt so unreal. But I was alarmed all of a sudden when I felt his hand undoing the brass button of my jeans. "What are you doing, Richard!" "I want to see all of you, Cynthia darling." I shook my head and tried to push him away for I was so scared! "I love you Cynthia. Let me, please!" He didn't wait for an answer and was already unzipping my jeans and pulling it down. I tried to grab it back but he already pulled it to my knees. I was so weak, against his boyish charm, that he had my jeans quickly removed along with my socks and sneakers. By that time, I was lying on his bed with my blouse opened, my pink bra was undone and was lifted around my chin and I had nothing else but a matching pair of pink knickers with an embarrassing damp patch showing right through at the crotch. I almost died with shame. "Come on, darling." Richard said as he sat me up on his bed. Gently, he took away my blouse and then my bra. In a daze, I let him but my hands immediately shielded my small breasts from his lecherous gaze. Then his hands reached for my pink knickers. That was when I was finally snapped out of my daydream! "Stop it, Richard!" He wasn't listening anymore. It seemed that his passion had taken control of him. He hooked his fingertips under the elastic band of my knickers and began to pull. I grappled with him for a long time but was afraid that he would tear my knickers. Finally, I found myself sitting on his bed completely naked with my palms trying desperately to hide my breasts and my pubes. I felt so flustered, so embarrassed that I didn't know where to look. Then I saw him removing is his clothes. "What are you doing!" "I love you. I am going to make love to you, Cynthia." "No!" I was petrified! I didn't expect something like this when I came over. At least not so soon for I only knew him a few days and I'd never done that thing before! "Please, Richard. Don't, Richard!" He was already down to his underpants. His body was lean and quite muscular and I knew that if he wanted to force himself on me, there would be no escape. I just hoped that he would be a bit more understanding and gave us more time to get to know each other better before taking that plunge. "Cynthia, you look so gorgeous. How can I resist you?" That was all he said before he took my hands away and stared at my totally naked body. No one had seen me like this before. Not even a doctor! I stole a glance at his crotch and saw that he had raised a big tent in front of his boxer. When he kissed on my painfully engorged nipples, I shivered uncontrollably. "Stop it Richard, please stop!" I was so scared that I was close to tears but my pleas fell on deaf ears. He laid me on his bed and began kissing all over my body, lighting a little fire here and a little fire there. My temples were throbbing so loudly I just didn't know what to do or think anymore. I was so afraid of what he was going to do to me, yet I also wanted his love and kisses. I felt so hot that I pressed my thighs tightly together, trying to drown out the fire that had been burning deep down inside me. But as I rubbed my knees together, things just got worse and worse and I was getting weaker by the second. Finally, I felt so hot that I had to open my legs a bit to let the heat out. Richard took that opportunity and wedged both his knees between my thighs. The moment of truth came when he whipped away his underpants. He was huge! I had never seen a live penis before, but his must be a good seven inches and I panicked! "No Richard, please, no!" "Please, yes. You know we love each other!" He gazed into my eyes, his long lashes and sparkling blue eyes were playing tricks with my eyes. As he leaned over, I closed my eyes and let him kiss me. "Richard, don't please don't." I whimpered. "Are you scared? Is this your first time, Cynthia?" I nodded and I was too ashamed to look him in the eyes. He lifted my chin and said gently, "Hey Cynthia, look at me." I did as I was told and he said, "Trust me, I shall be very gentle, okay?" I should have protested but I just nodded. Yet, I was so scared that I began to sob. His kisses danced gently all over my trembling body, pushing all the right buttons. Gradually, I felt his hands spreading my thighs open when he started to kiss me down there, as I had never been kissed before. I felt a tightening in the stomach when the tip of his slippery tongue lashed around my puckered rosebud then slid along the folds of my labia and I shuddered with a never experienced pleasure. I began to contract down there and I started writhing about in his bed, yet I couldn't seem to reach the ultimate release. By that time, I was getting so expectant that I would say yes and do whatever he asked of me. "Cynthia, you all right?" In a trance, I nodded. He got up, hooked his fingers lightly behind my knees, raised and spread them wide open. Now that he had seen every little details of me. I didn't know why, at the time I wanted Richard to really look at me, to see that it was me and not some other girls that he had had before. He didn't disappoint me. "Cynthia, you are so lovely." He said as he positioned himself against my vulva. I was dripping wet and I could even smell myself. My heart was knocking thunderously inside my head. But when I felt him rubbing against my wetness, I cringed and tried to close my thighs for I was truly scared. "Open up, Cynthia." When I didn't budge he whispered in my ears, "Open Sesame!" I giggled and tried to loosen myself a little. "Cynthia, this may hurt a little," he looked down at me and continued, "but then you will love it and enjoy it." He nudged his hugely engorged penis head against me a little and I could already feel the pain, my brows furrowed. "It's all right, it's all right." He kissed me in the lips then fetched and wedged his pillow under my butt, raising my vagina to receive him. He bent my ankles back against my buttock, spreading me really wide open to the point that I felt a little pain at my pelvic points. Then he began to press into me. "Eeech..." I felt so painful that I started to pant but he was still outside! "Don't worry, it'll soon be okay." He said as he began to spring his pelvic gently against me, pressing just ever such a tiny little bit further into me each time. At the same time, his thumb was playing devil little tricks on that sensitive little nub at the top of my opening, spreading a weird tingle all over my trembling body. I was so wet by that time that I was practically dripping down my butt crack onto his pillow. I didn't know how he could sleep on it that night. Just as I was wondering about it, he gave a sudden thrust without warning. It was so excruciatingly painful that I just couldn't help but yelled. "Ayah!" But as Richard was gazing so lovingly into my eyes, the pain suddenly turned exquisite! He sprang his lower back at me a couple of times stretching me open just that little bit more to receive him. Then he just toppled over me, letting his weight press his hard penis deeper and deeper into me bringing a new wave of pain. Confused and scared and in such pain, I grabbed his shoulder and sank my teeth in it. It was not revenge. But if I didn't grab something between my teeth, I would be screaming murder and Andy, Chris and whoever nearby would know what was going on. Finally, our pubes grinded together and he just knocked the air out of me. He went so deep and felt scorching hot inside me. It was such a painful yet utterly amazing feeling! He stopped and rested deep inside me. "All right love?" he asked tenderly. I nodded as I was crying and laughing at the same time, loving his hard penis inside me. Through my teary eyes, I saw that he was bleeding on his shoulder! "Oh, Richard you're bleeding. Does it hurt?" "It's nothing." "Richard, do you really love me?" in a timid voice, I asked. Although I knew what he would say, I still wanted to hear it. "Yes, I love you Cynthia!" he said and gave me a big kiss. "Say it again, please." "I love you Cynthia!" "Say it again." "Cynthia, I fell madly in love with you the first time I saw you and I love you, I..." As he kept repeating his vow of love for me, he began to rock on top of me. I felt his bulbous head grinding in and out of me, stretching me open to take him, to get used to him. I felt so loved that the pain became almost a joy to take. When he began to smother my petite breasts with kisses and nibbled at my bullet hard nipples, I felt that weird tingling, that squeeze deep down inside again. "Oh, Richard. Oh, I can feel it." He said nothing but sped up rocking on top of me. By that time, there was this loud, obscene and most embarrassing bed creaking sound all around us. Damn it, if they didn't know earlier, Andy, Chris and the other Richard must know what Richard and I were up to by now! I was panting as Richard kept shafting deep and fast in and out of me. "Mmm... mmm... mmm..." I was squirming unashamedly by then. Richard doubled his effort and the headboard of his bed was banging loudly against the wall, telling every body that we were being naughty. "AYAHHH! ARRHH! HAA!" I squealed and squealed and when I belatedly realized what embarrassing noises that I had been making, I bit on the back my hand to stifle the love noise, as my first ever orgasm hit me. My whole body convulsed violently. Richard didn't stop but continued to bang into me like there was no tomorrow, not letting me climb down from my climax. By the end, I felt so exhausted and muscles ached all over my body. Just as suddenly, he pulled out of me, groaned and squirted on my tummy. I thought I was dying. Otherwise, I was in heaven already. I couldn't tell the difference anymore. But it surely felt good. He kissed me then lay beside me. We rested for ages until his puddle of semen turned cold on my tummy. "Oh, Richard! You nearly killed me!" I said in a hush voice, not wanting the other three on the landing to hear any more than they already heard. "Cynthia, you are an amazing girl and I love you." "Say it again Richard, please!" He looked into my eyes and said solemnly, "I am madly in love with you, Cynthia!" Then he smothered me with kisses again. "I love you too, Richard!" I hugged him tightly. "Stay the night, Cynthia." I was surely tempted but I declined, "I better go back, or my roommate would start wondering..." He nodded and grabbed some tissue papers to wipe us clean. Quickly, we dressed and when he tried to open the door, I grabbed is hand. "Sssh... Richard, please check to see if they are still out there." I said in a hush voice. Quietly, he eased the door open, checked and waved me out. I saw that the door to Andy's room directly across was shut. Although the doors to Chris and the other Richard were still open, it was quiet inside their rooms. Feeling guilty, I tiptoed out of Richard's room but instantly sensing a whingeing pain coming from the forge of my legs. He locked his door with a quiet click, yet it still seemed to echo too loudly all over his landing. Luckily, nobody came out to say goodbye and I was already hurrying down the stairs with Richard. He wrapped his arms around me as we walked back to my house, stopping at intervals to kiss. "Are you all right love?" he asked when he saw my house ahead. "Still a bit sore down there. You big monster, you nearly killed me!" I said accusingly. He grinned then said, "But I thought my big monster made you happy." I slapped on his butt with a loud crack. But he was telling the truth. "Love you, Cynthia." I checked that the kitchen window was darkened and said, "Love you. Goodnight, Richard." Passionately, we kissed for ages outside the kitchen backdoor before I went inside. It was long past 11:00 p.m. and I guessed that the whole house must be asleep. Quietly, I slipped into my room, got my things and went to the bathroom for a quick shower. I shuddered as I saw my virgin bloodstain in the knickers. I checked myself and was alarmed that I was still seeping blood down there. Richard, you big monster! You almost killed me and it hurt so badly. So why did I let it happen then? I had saved it for so long and had fought off boys at school back in Hong Kong. And I only knew Richard for how many days now? And I thought I didn't like gwei-chai! Yet, I couldn't suppress a grin as I recalled with fond memories of our lovemaking. I looked myself in the mirror. I might still have the face of an innocent Chinese girl. Yet, I wasn't the same girl anymore! "Cynthia, you're a woman now!" I told myself as I finished the shower quickly. I didn't know why but suddenly I was feeling confused and scared again. As quietly as I could, I slipped inside my room in order not to wake Jane. However, I was surprised to see her sitting up in her bed, waiting for me. "Cynthia, you were late and I was so worried about you. Hey, you look so pale. What's the matter?" "Nothing." What happened tonight was so embarrassing that I just shook my head, sat on my bed and suddenly I started to cry. "Hey, come on Cynthia," Jane was at once concerned, got out of her bed and come over to hug me, "Now you got me really worried. Tell me what's wrong, please!" Jane was my best friend in England. Now that I had climbed down from the euphoria of lovemaking with Richard, I was really so scared. "Richard and I..." I sobbed as I told her what happened tonight. By the end, I thought Jane was going to scold me for being such a stupid girl. Instead, she just hugged and consoled me by saying something like when love struck, nobody could stop it. Then she told me a bit about herself, that she had been to bed with a boyfriend but they split just before she came to the university. She ended by saying that Richard seemed such a nice guy that I shouldn't worry my silly little head too much. "Thanks Jane! I feel a lot better after talking to you." "You sure you're all right, Cynthia?" I nodded. She got up, fetched some tissue papers and wiped tears from my eyes. Then she searched through her desk drawer, turned and said, "You better read this." She threw me a small book. It was written by two doctors and was about sex. I flipped through it and saw a lot of sketches about different coital positions. "You mean I should learn about all these positions?" I blushed furiously. "Not that, you dummy! But I think you better read the section about contraception." "I see." I checked the index and found the section. "Thanks, Jane." "Since you're okay now I think I'm going to get some sleep. It's past bloody midnight!" "God, it's so late! Oh, I'm so sorry Jane. Goodnight Jane." "Goodnight, Mrs Richard!" She said it with a smirk, got into her bed and switched off the bedside lamp. Mrs Richard! It sounded so nice! Once again, I found myself sleeping with a silly grin on my face. Richard was of course right. His big monster did make me very happy. After I tried sex for the first time, I went back to visit Richard in his dorm room at least a couple of times each week. Sometimes, I stayed overnight on a Friday or Saturday. On such occasions, Jane would smirk and gave me that little shake of her head of short blonde hair when I returned to my student house the morning after. It was a week before Easter. Richard was going home for the long break to see his mum and dad. He asked me to go home with him but I kind of felt uneasy seeing his mum and dad. I didn't know what they would think about his son having a Chinese girlfriend. I just knew that my mum and dad would have a fit if they knew what I had been up to with a gwei-chai. So I decided to spend the Easter holiday at my student house but I had to have a big bang with Richard before he went. It was a Thursday and Richard and I had the afternoon free. Well, I skipped an unimportant lecture. So there we were making frenzied love in his dorm room. I was riding him roughly on his bed and I was close to orgasm. There was a knock on the door. I didn't know if Richard heard it or not but I as I was so close, I just ignored it and continued to bounce up and down his hard cock. I was facing the door and saw it opened suddenly. In popped a black guy's head. Our eyes met briefly before his roamed all over my body. I knew exactly was he was seeing. A slim and, if I might say so myself, pretty 18-year-old Chinese girl with a head of straight jet-black hair tied to a ponytail, perky 32A breasts topped with deep red and up-tilted nipples that kept bouncing on a thin torso. And as I had just trimmed my pussy to stubbles the night before, he could clearly see Richard's 7-inch big cock sliding in and out of my pussy lips. I froze and didn't know which part of my body to cover first. "I'm so sorry." The black guy said as he immediately retreated and quietly closed the door behind him. The second I heard him walking down the stairs I clenched my fists and started pounding Richard on his chest. "Why the bloody hell didn't you lock the door?" I was furious. Apart from Richard, no man had seen me naked before. Now that black guy, whoever he was, had not just seen me naked but seen me performing a live sex show! "I'm sorry. I was so excited when we arrived that I just forgot." "You shit!" I was close to tears. "Come on. It was all my fault okay and I said sorry." "Fuck you!" "Yes, you are doing that already so why stop?" He grinned mischievously. I raised a hand to slap his face but he caught it in time. At that juncture, I felt his cock twitched inside my pussy and I shuddered. "Come on, let me kiss you better love." He said as he reached up and kissed lightly on my left then on my right nipple. I shivered as a renew desire burned inside my pussy. "Fuck you, Richard!" "So, fuck me then you Chinese bitch!" During our wild-lovemaking, Richard and I like to throw in a few rude words. We found that it would really spice up our sex and it did just that to me at the time. I began bouncing up and down his cock again and he started nibbling at my nipples, which he knew would drive me crazy. The Girl From Hong Kong After a few minutes, amid the loud bed creaking sound, I was close to orgasm but somehow I found it difficult to reach that peak, as I was still bothered by that black guy who feasted his eyes on my body. "Richard, who the hell was he?" "Hmm? Oh him! He's Daniel. He's a nice Nigerian, first year in political science. He probably came to ask if I would be interested in a game of squash this weekend." He said as I continued riding his hard cock. "Hey, Cynthia." "Hmm?" I was working hard to get that orgasm and was annoyed at the interruption. "Daniel's got a big one." "What, you mean even bigger than your big monster?" "Yeah, his cock is a good 10 inches long." I shuddered. "No shit, did you measure it?" "Yeah... just kidding. Once I saw him in the changing room and I asked him. He said you are very attractive." "He's seen me before?" "Yeah, but with clothes on." He giggled. "You mean Daniel and you talked dirty about me, in the changing room." "Well, not exactly." "Fuck you." "You're doing that already, love." He grinned. "And fuck him too." As soon as I said it, I was hit by a massive orgasm that I found impossible to climb down, particularly when Richard suddenly laid me on my back and shafted me relentlessly as I kept dreaming about Daniel's big black cock. By the end, and after multiple orgasms I was so exhausted that I thought I could stand celibacy for the next two weeks that was as long as Richard intended to spend with his family. I saw him off at the train station on Friday and he left me with his room key, as I said I wanted to use his stereo. It was a Friday night. Richard had been away for exactly one week. I went to his hall to be near his things and to listen a bit to his music. When I stepped inside the ground floor corridor of the hall, I bumped unexpectedly into Daniel who just came out of his room. Suddenly, we were looking into each other's eyes. Recalling the embarrassing incident a week ago, my cheeks heated up rapidly. "What the fuck are you staring at?" I just blew my top. "I'm sorry." He said as I stormed past him up the stairs to Richard's room. Richard's room was always so tidy. Everything was always at its place that sometimes drove me rather mad. I put on my favourable CD but I was not really listening. Why was I so rude to Daniel? It just wasn't me at all. I kept thinking it over my head until I could stand it no longer. I had to see him and apologize. I was not in the mood for music any more. I switched off the stereo but as an act of mischief, I left his CDs scattered all over his bed and left. I hesitated a bit outside Daniel's room, then took a deep breath and knocked. He opened the door and was genuinely surprised to see me. "Are you Daniel?" He nodded. "I'm Cynthia and I am really sorry for being so rude earlier." I apologized as sincerely as I could manage under the circumstance. "Don't worry about it." "It's just that... I..." Suddenly, I didn't know what to say. Anything I said would likely bring up that most embarrassing incident a week ago. "No, I should apologize for barging in..." he said but also stopped in mid sentence for he too realized what he was going to say. I guessed that he had just taken a bath and was dressed in his bathrobe. Suddenly, I realized that he was getting an erection. At first, he was trying to hide it with his palms. Then I saw that he was really fighting it and was trying to press it down, but without success. I couldn't help it but giggled and he knew the reason. "I'm sorry, Daniel. I didn't mean to cause you embarrassment." "No embarrassment at all, nothing compared with what I saw last week." He said it with a grin. Was he trying to tease me, to flirt with me? "I bet it hurt." I pointed at his growing erection and giggled some more, realizing that I enjoyed teasing him back. "Sorry." "Why sorry, from what I heard there is nothing to be sorry about but everything to be proud of." I knew I was blushing. "Damn, what did Richard say behind my back." "Well, he said that you are huge and he was jealous." My cheeks were piping hot when I told him the half-lie but I couldn't help myself. "Richard, that son of a bitch!" Daniel said with a grin. "Are you really, I mean... 10 inches!" My heart was throbbing wildly as I half asked and half tease him with my scared little girl's look that I hoped would work on him. "You want to check it out and verify it for yourself?" I shook my head, but deep inside my head I was dying to catch a glimpse. "I mean, you're Richard's girlfriend and I shouldn't be doing this but I guess giving you a little peek wouldn't hurt, it that's what you want?" I neither nod nor shake my head and I didn't say anything, but I guessed that the look of eager just betrayed me. Suddenly, he untied his bathrobe and out sprang his big black cock. "Wow!" was all I could say. I never thought a cock could be so big and it was still growing as it lifted all by itself right before my eyes. Jaw-dropped, I stared unbelievingly at it then into Daniel's eyes and he just grinned. "Can I touch it?" "It's all yours." I knew he was flirting with me and my heart was beating so furiously as I put my hand around it. It jumped in my hand and was now fully erect. "My gosh, it's a big black monster! It looks dangerous and surely it could kill... Sorry, I don't mean to be rude. You don't mind if I call it a big black monster, do you? I used to call Richard's a big monster but his was really nothing compared to yours!" I was so fascinated by it that I just couldn't let it go. Instead, I grabbed it with both of my hands. It felt so hard, so heavy, so hot and so silkily smooth and it was throbbing right within my grips! "Nobody dies from it. You want to try?" Now he was not just teasing me, his was blatantly showing his desire for me. I thought for a bit but shook my head coyly. "It wouldn't be right. I mean, Richard..." "So, what you were saying was that if it wasn't for Richard, then you would say yes, am I right?" Yes, he was right but it was so embarrassing how could I admit it! Therefore, I just kept quiet. "Cynthia, you are so beautiful when you blush. Did you know that last week after I stumbled on you and Richard, I came back here and jerked myself off thinking of you? You have a really sexy body, Cynthia." "You really think so?" I knew that I shouldn't be flirting with him again. The next thing I felt was that he wrapped his arms around me and cupped my breasts. "Oh, don't." "I wouldn't force you do anything. But ever since I first saw you coming here, I just couldn't get your tight little Chinese arse out of my mind." My resolves crumbled at that point as I turned and kissed him. "Hold on, let's make sure." I didn't know what he meant but I just couldn't wait any longer. I threw his bathrobe away, pushed him onto his bed and just stood admiring Daniel in his very black birthday suite. His body was amazing. Although he was not as tall as Richard, his body was lean and his skin silky smooth. I had thought that black people would be dirty but I was so wrong. His body smelled so sweet that it was almost intoxicating. And of course there was his big black cock, his huge fucking black monster! Could I take it? I wrapped my lips around his cock-head and tried to suck as much of it down my throat. However, it didn't go very far for he was too long and thick but I kept stroking what was left protruding from my mouth with both my hands. "Oh, suck it baby!" He gasped as I bite lightly on his cock knob and then I slurped the whole length of his 10-inch cock with the tip of my greedy tongue. "Am I doing it right, Daniel?" "You bet, oh babe, don't make me cum yet." "Don't you fucking dare you black fucking monster, I want it in my pussy." I practically tore my dress off and went astride him. I was dripping wet already. I was so shameless! Tentatively, I lowered my pussy on his cock, as I wasn't sure if I could really take all of him. He felt so huge and stretched me so much that I became worried that my pelvic joints would pop out any second. Therefore, it came as a relief when I finally sat my tight arse on his lap with his big cock fully sheathed inside me. "Fuck, you fucking big black monster. Holy Christ, I'm so stuffed that it feels like it's coming right out of my mouth." "I never had a Chinese bitch before, didn't know you're so fucking tight?" "What did you call me?" "I call you a fucking Chinese bitch!" "You fucking Nigger!" "Watch it, you fucking Chinese bitch, or I shall rip your Chinese fucking cunt out!" "Yeah, why don't you just try, you fucking Nigger!" The obscene outburst really did something to us. He stood up suddenly, with me impaled in midair on his big black cock as he began fucking me to senseless. I had never had anything quite so huge inside me before. Hell, what the fuck was I talking about? Beside Richard's, I had never seen or touched another cock before, until today. With Daniel, it was savage sex, at times painful but so exciting. He was so hard and erect that I kept thinking if I let go of my arms and legs, I would still be left hanging there just by his big black monstrous cock! "Oh, Daniel, I think... I'm..." This time, there wasn't even a knock before his room door swung open and another black guy just stood at the doorway gawping at us. "What the fuck's going on, Daniel? Oh shit, it's Cynthia, Richard's chick!" If you thought that the mention of Richard would put shame in me then you were wrong. "Up Richard, I'm fucking Daniel now, so shut the fuck up whoever you are!" I didn't tell him to go for having an audience just gave me that extra excitement! "Oh, Oh, Daniel! Daniel, I'm cumming!" I rocked myself rigorously over Daniel's big black cock as my stomach began to contract. When I felt an extra pair of hands stealing a feel of my tits, I just imploded with the biggest orgasm of my life. "ARRRHHH!..." I squealed and squealed until I lost my voice, until I felt Daniel spurted his nigger cum deep inside my cunt. Yet, I didn't seem to have quite enough fun. As Daniel's now partially deflated black monster slipped out of me, I stole a look at his friend, beckoning him with my eyes. He just helped himself out of his jeans and shoved his equally big black cock into me. And I didn't even know his fucking nigger's name! "Oh, you little piece of tight Chinese cunt!" Don't ask me to describe the multiple orgasms I had with Daniel and the other black guy. I was so confused and been fucked senseless repeatedly that whole weekend by them, and then some more the following week just before Richard's return. I guessed that rumours had been flying around. "Cynthia?" "Yes?" "I know it sounds crazy, but I heard stories about you and Daniel." Well, there was no point denying. I loved Richard for he was my first. But somehow I didn't think he could completely satisfy me, now that I had gotten a taste of some really big black fucking monsters. "Richard, it's true. I'm so sorry." For the first time in my life, I saw a man weep. It really broke my heart. "I'm so sorry, Richard. I didn't know how it happened but it just happened. Please forgive me. It won't happen again." I hugged him and then I kissed him. I didn't mean to hurt his feelings but on the other hand, I couldn't help myself. I had never been so sexually satisfied until Daniel and his mate with an unpronounceable name had their ways with me. Richard and I didn't have sex that night. I said I wanted to stay with him but he said no. I was afraid that he didn't want to have anything more to do with me again, as I really loved him. With the other two black guys, it was pure sex. But somehow, I didn't think Richard would understand. I walked a lonely journey home that night. Jane must have sensed something wrong, but she learnt when not to pry. For the next two days, I didn't see or hear from Richard. But my phone rang on the third day. "How could you do that to me?" There was anger and hurt in his voice. "I really don't know. All I know is that I love you and you alone, Richard." "Do you know how it much it hurts, to hear that my girlfriend, the love of my life, the girl I want to marry one day had been sleeping around with men while I was away for just two weeks!" "I'm so sorry." "Sorry? Is that all you can say, sorry?" "I would do anything if you would forgive me, Richard. You can hurt me as much as you can, just don't leave me. I love you." "Fucking Bitch!" That was all he said before he cut the line abruptly. However, the following morning I was both scared and excited to see Richard waiting for me at the bus stop. He looked different for he had a black eye. I could already guess that he had had a fight with Daniel. "Does that hurt?" I asked. "Not as much as you hurt me, love?" He called me love! Suddenly, I was hugging and kissing him, obliviously to the others at the bus stop. "Hurt me back then. Just don't dump me, please." "You will be punished. I shall think of something to make you feel sorry, don't you worry." I was stunned, for a moment, and then I just hugged and kissed him until I reluctantly parted with him at the campus. I thought nothing more of the punishment. We fucked every night for the rest of that week. It was midday on Saturday and we were in the city centre. "You remember that you have to be punished for being such a slut." "Yes, Richard." I shuddered. "You'll do anything I asked?" "Yes, Richard." "Good, that's why we are here." I looked around and I shivered. We were standing right in front of a tattoo parlour. I looked uncertainly at Richard. "What, are you afraid?" I nodded and I wasn't lying. "Good. I hope it hurts. So, let's go inside." I hesitated but he just dragged me in there. There was a fat skinhead, in his mid 30's with tattoos all over his arms and steel studs pierced over his eyebrows. "Hey, what can I do you two for?" He first looked at Richard then at me. "Not me, her!" "So what can I do for you my lady, a tiny tattoo?" He must be thinking that the most a decent little Chinese doll would take was a small hidden tattoo. I was surely thinking that too. "I'm Richard and I called two days ago." "Oh, yes!" "Is it ready?" "Of course!" "So, do it please." By then I was truly scared. "Richard, what are we doing here?" "Oh, forgot to introduce. This is my girlfriend Cynthia. Cynthia, Dan here is going to give you a nipple ring." I almost fainted when I heard that. It was a good job that Richard wrapped his arms around me to give me some support. On hindsight, however, I thought he just wanted to make sure that I wouldn't flee. I looked pleadingly at Richard and I wanted to beg for mercy. Yet, I was too ashamed to say it in front of Dan, otherwise he would know what a slut I had been. "Of course, you can have a choice my darling." Richard said and my hopes soared suddenly. I looked eagerly at Richard and thought, 'Yes, anything but the piercing.' "Cynthia, you can choose the right or the left nipple." I was feeling weak at the knees and my head started spinning. Of course, I could take the third option and say goodbye to Richard for good. However, that was not an option to me. In a trance, I let Richard take me to the chair, the operating table, the altar or whatever it was called. "Come on, Cynthia. Dan is very busy and we don't have much time left for your appointment." With shaky hands, I unbuttoned and took off my blouse. Once again, I looked pleadingly at Richard but he just nodded to remind that I had yet to remove my bra. I looked uncertainly at Dan. Oh, God! What had I gotten myself into? This man was going to see my tits. Not only that, he was going to put a nail right through my nipple! I shuddered when I unhooked my bra. I knew that it was going to happen and it was going to hurt like hell. I could feel my nipples puckering at Dan's gaze. "So have you decided yet?" "Huh?" "Which side?" I looked nervously at Richard. "Your choice, Cynthia." I hesitated and nervously pointed at my right nipple. It was the less sensitive one. Minutes later, I bet everybody in town could hear me scream. That night, Richard and I made tender love in his dorm room, amid a throbbing pain emanating from my right nipple. "Does it hurt?" Richard asked, pointing at the dainty gold nipple ring with his name inscribed on it. "Yes." "Good!" "Richard, please forgive me. I Love you and you alone." "You're forgiven." I kissed him and stayed the night with him. I thought I would be good to Richard and would wait for that one day to be his faithful 'Mrs Richard'. However, in less than a month I found myself in bed with Daniel again. I just couldn't help it. I really missed his big black cock! Daniel played with my nipple ring. I was still a bit sore there, as the nipple hadn't healed completely. But fucking Daniel was just earth shattering! Of course, Richard found out about it and we split unceremoniously. You might think that I would simply change title to become 'Mrs Daniel' but you were wrong. Daniel already had a tall and voluptuous British girlfriend Karen. I envied her body but we weren't bitching at each other over Daniel. Karen secretly told me that Daniel's big black monster cock was more than she could handle and she wouldn't mind if I could take the heat off him from time to time. So, sometimes, Karen and I shared Daniel in bed together. Occasionally, the other black guy, whom I refused to speak his unpronounceable name, would joint us for a foursome. When summer came, I liked going with Daniel and some of his black friends to the local swimming pool. There, Daniel would lie on his back by the poolside and pretend to catch some sun while I mounted his black body and slid my bikini-clad crotch to and fro over his swimming trunk until I gave him a full erection. When Daniel could take it no more and dived into the pool to cool off a bit, I would repeat the performance with his friends. People around just stared at us in shock! Of course, we couldn't fuck there and then and we usually ended in some black guy's house for an orgy. You might be wondering what sort of the gossips about me must be flying around in the university. Frankly, I didn't give a shit!