0 comments/ 120769 views/ 17 favorites Gaijin Encounter By: mohawk08 I was in Japan a few years ago in the military. While I was there, I picked up a great souvenir -- a walking, talking souvenir, my wife Yuko. When I heard I was getting orders to that part of the world, I was not looking forward to living around that many small-breasted Asian women. I'm a big tit fan. However, I found that there are some pretty well built ladies over there. When I saw Yuko, it was love at first sight. She's a gorgeous 5 foot, 7 inches doll weighing in at about 120 pounds. Her bras say she has a 94 cm bust, and I think that converts at about 37 inches. She has the fit, toned body of a dancer - more than any man could ask for. It took a little convincing to get her parents to agree to the marriage, but about a year and a half into my tour we tied the knot. Things were great when we got married, especially the sex. We are both in our early 20s and in love. We made love every chance we got, and I was in heaven. I know I'm not overly large in the penis department, but she said I was bigger than any of her Japanese boyfriends. In less than a year after we were married, we were in the states. We were assigned to a base in Florida, which has a decidedly different culture than Japan. I enjoyed taking her to the beach. It was something to see other men stop and stare at the voluptuous Asian in her bikini. I would often find a reason to leave her alone, just to see if men would approach, and they did. In Japan, men are not anywhere near as forward as they are here. Poor Yuko didn't know how to react at first as Asian women are taught to respect men and not dispatch them as quickly as American women do. I would always come in at the last minute to save her. My gunnery sergeant held a big party at his condo by the beach to welcome me and some other new troops to the unit. Yuko wore a little sun dress that showed off her best assets. The guys from the helicopter maintenance shop I worked in joked with me about how great the sex must be with a woman who caters to your needs. I probably should have kept my mouth shut, but I did brag just a little bit. I spent some time playing pool and talking with the other guys and lost track of Yuko. After a while I went looking to see if she was with the other wives, but they hadn't seen her for a while. After a thorough search, I determined she wasn't in the house. I walked down to the beach to see if she had gone for a walk in the moonlight. I started following a pair of footprints until I came to a sea wall. Sure enough, there was Yuko pushed up against the wall ... by Gunny. The old bastard was putting the moves on my wife. I snuck up behind some rocks as close as I could to see what was happening. He was rubbing her upper arm and telling her she could come down to the beach at his place anytime she wanted. He hinted that he could really help my career and that she should be nice to him. An American woman might have laughed in his face or slapped it, but Yuko clearly didn't know how to react. I could see he was really making her nervous. He tried to kiss her, but she moved her face away. "Come on baby," he said. "Don't you want to help your husband out?" "What can I do?" she asked. "You're a smart girl. Let me kiss you a little." He moved in again and this time she kissed him with a quick closed mouth smack. "Come on baby. Open up and give me a real kiss." She looked really flustered, but let him get his tongue in her mouth. He took advantage of this pushing his body up against her and palming one of her breasts. That was enough for me, I left my hiding place and called out Yuko's name. As I approached Gunny moved away and acted like nothing had happened. I told him I thought his wife was looking for him. After he left, I expected Yuko to tell me about the pass he made, but I guess she was too embarrassed. The next week my corporal pulled me aside and told me I better watch my wife because "some people" were looking to make a move on her. He said I was a good guy, and he didn't want to see me get hurt. I tried to press him, but he wouldn't say who it was. It must be the Gunny, I thought. I told him not to worry about it. About a week later I got orders for a temporary duty assignment for training in North Carolina. I would be gone two weeks. I thought the orders were a bit coincidental, as there were other guys in the unit that had been there a lot longer than I had. The day I was supposed to leave for the training, Yuko accompanied me to the airport with plans to take a taxi home. Guess who also showed up to see me off. Yep, it was the Gunny. As I was entering the security area, he assured me he would take Yuko home and see to her while I was gone. I guess I should have been worried, but the guy was 25 years older than my wife, not very attractive, and married. What could he possibly offer her that I wasn't already giving her. He might try to get her in the sack, but she would let him know when to stop. I called her that night when I arrived at my hotel, but there was no answer. I was a little surprised, but she called me the next day to tell me she went to bed early and didn't hear the phone ring. About a week into my training I got a DVD in the mail. It was from the corporal. The note read, "I tried to warn you." The disk had her name on it with the date of the day I left. This was bullshit. I had to see what was on the disk, but I didn't have a player. One of the other trainees let me borrow his laptop and I took it off to my room. I popped the disk in and sat back on my bunk. The screen faded in with a scene of Gunny sitting on the sofa in his living room with a big-ass grin on his face. He had on a pair of running shorts and a U.S. Army t-shirt. The camera panned away to the entrance from the bedroom. Who should walk in the room, but Yuko in a little yellow bikini. Two question came to mind immediately. What the fuck was Yuko doing at Gunny's house, and who the fuck was running the camera? "I don't usually wear this kind," she said, referring to the thong bikini bottom. "And the top is too small." No shit; she was spilling out over the sides of the thing. "It look's OK to me. You look great," Gunny said. "I'm glad we had one your size." "Is your wife here?" "No she's out of town this weekend." "Let's go outside," said a voice behind the camera. The next five minutes or so, were scenes of them playing in the surf - running and chasing each other. I was surprised by the contrast of her young tanned body and his old white carcass. Yuko laid down to get a tan, and Gunny came over to the camera. "I'm going to fuck that bitch today if it's the last thing I do." "Do you think she'll go for it? She's pretty innocent," the cameraman said. "Sure, the more innocent the better. Someone has to teach em." They both laughed. The scene changed again to Gunny and Yuko laughing on the couch. There was a bottle of tequila on the coffee table and three shot glasses. They were playing poker. The loser had to take a shot of tequila. Yuko kept loosing, and after a while, said she was getting too drunk. Quick-thinking Gunny suggested they change to a strip poker game, and for some reason, she agreed. She lost the first hand and Gunny said she had to remove something. "Let me have the honor," he said. He reached forward and undid the knot between her tits. The top fell open to expose those perfect firm boobs. "Shit, those are great," the cameraman said. "Thank you," Yuko blushed. The next hand went really slowly as they took their time looking at and commenting on her breasts. Gunny lost this hand and immediately removed his shorts. He wore nothing underneath, and an extremely impressive cock tumbled out. It was already a hard 8 inches with a big banana curve to it. It was at least half again as long as mine. "Oh. Oh," Yuko said and covered her face with her hands. "It's OK baby. You can look. Pretend it's a fertility ceremony and wave your hand over it." She laughed and did as he suggested. When her hand passed over the top of his cock, he made it jump up and touch her open palm. She pulled her hand away and laughed again. They began to play another hand and he won this one. Yuko didn't want to take off her bikini bottoms, but he said it was only fair since she lost. There now was my wife naked on the Gunny's couch just a few feet from his hard naked cock. "Now if you lose, you have to kiss me," Gunny said as he began dealing another hand. "Just like the other night." "I don't know. My husband wouldn't like it." I knew she would stop this in time, even though it was a lot later than I would have liked. "Don't be afraid. If you win, I'll give you your bikini back." She picked up the cards. And she lost. "Come and sit on my lap and give me a kiss. You agreed." I couldn't believe this. She crawled over and sat right on the old man's lap. Her medium-length black hair hung over his short white hair as she moved in to kiss him. He put a hand on her inner thigh and another around her back. When she began to pull away, he moved his hand up to the back of her head, pressing it to him. As the kiss continued, I noticed his extended cock was rubbing up between her legs. He lifted his hand from her thigh to begin caressing her tits. She fell against him in a kind of surrender. He took her hand and placed it on his cock. Her delicate left hand began to stroke his dick and the camera panned in to see my wedding ring shine in the light from the window. At this point, I was completely devastated. When was she going to stop this madness. Not too soon apparently, as Gunny moved in to rub her crotch. In just a few strokes, he was inserting one finger and then two into her tight pussy. They kissed and rubbed each other for what seemed an eternity, but must have been just a few minutes. As he began to work her towards an orgasm, Gunny pulled away. "Suck my cock," he commanded in a powerful voice. She gave him a surprised look, but got off his lap and bent down in front of him. I couldn't see anything for a minute because her head was in the way, but it began to bob up and down. Gunny motioned the camera to the side of the sofa. As it came around, Gunny put his hand on the back of Yuko's head and begun to push her down. "Yeah. Suck it baby." Then it was silent except for the slurping noises my wife was making. His cock began to get shiny from her saliva. Gunny grabbed her hair and pulled her head back off his cock. "Do you like that big cock honey?" "Yes," she said quietly looking up at him with glazed eyes. "Am I bigger than your husband?" Surprised, she said, "Yes, much bigger." "Do you want to get fucked by my big cock?" "Yes." "Then why don't you come up and sit on it?" She scrambled up and straddled his spindly white legs. He held his cock by the base as she positioned herself over him. He grabbed her shoulder and forced her down as he pushed his hips upward. He forced about half his cock into her tight young pussy. The girth of it was pushing her open wider than she had ever been. He pushed up again, embedded another few inches and forcing a moan from deep in her throat. The camera zoomed in on cock and pussy. "That must be some tight snatch," the cameraman said. "It sure is," Gunny replied as he pushed upward once again, filling my wife with his entire rod. "Your husband must have a small cock." Yuko didn't answer she was to busy trying to get as much friction going inside her pussy. She began to slowly bounce up and down as Gunny rubbed his face in her cleavage, occasionally trying to catch a nipple in his mouth. As this action continued, he instructed the cameraman to move the coffee table away and Gunny rolled Yuko down on her back onto a thick carpet in the middle of the floor. He grabbed her legs and placed them against his shoulders. Rocking forward, he doubled her over and began to slam into her like a jackhammer. Her reaction was something I had never seen. She was going wild, moaning, with her head flailing from side to side. Gunny flashed a big shit-eating grin to the camera. "I think we have a wild one here. Watch this," he said. He slowed his pace and leaned back. Her legs fell off to the side. He reached up and gently fondled her tits with both hands. She looked up at him a bit bewildered. "Do you like that Yuko?" "Oh, yes. You are so virile." I didn't even know she knew that word. "Do you want to be my dirty little whore." "What?" "Don't you know what a whore is? It's a woman who is married to one man, but likes to get fucked by another one. That's what you are isn't it?" She made a strange face and looked down between her legs. "Yes. I must be." "Tell me you're my dirty little whore." There was silence for a few seconds and Gunny stopped moving in her. "You have to say it, or I won't fuck you any more." More silence, then, "I want to be your dirty little whore." "Good whore. Now ask me to fuck your cunt. You do know what a cunt is?" "Fuck my cunt," she said, shaking her head to signify she knew what he was referring to. "OK. I want my whore to be happy." He again began to rock faster, pushing his big cock into her expanding pussy. 'Now you're going to suck my friend's cock. Come on over her buddy." The cameraman had gotten on his knees to capture all the floor activity, so he crawled forward until he was directly beside Yuko's head. He pointed the camera at her face and told her to open his zipper. This was the first time the camera captured any part of him and the first view wasn't pretty. There was an immense white belly protruding out over his knees. If he hadn't mentioned a zipper, I wouldn't have even known he was wearing shorts. His shirt was already off, and his front was covered with thick graying hair. He clearly was too old and out of shape to be in the Army. Yuko didn't question his order and reached over with one hand to unzip his shorts. With some difficulty she pulled a half-hard cock out of his shorts. It was already the fattest penis I had ever seen, even in porno movies. It was not hard, but already as large as Gunny's. Yuko looked up at him with a surprised look. "Yeah, that's right bitch. You're in for one hell of a good time today," Gunny said. "Now suck that cock and get it good and hard." She opened her mouth and tried to take the cock in, but the angle wasn't good for such a fat man and a large cock. He couldn't really maneuver well to get a better angle. She could only take the head in and that was only by distorting her face to the extreme. "Come on you whore. He can do better than that," the fat man said forcing his hips forward. However, he only succeeded in pushing that big thing out of her mouth and across her face. He didn't try to put it back in. Instead he just slapped her face with his cock and punctuated it with, "You sure are a stupid cunt." "I'll tell you what Gunny. I'll fuck her when you're done. Then I'll teach her how to serve a man - American style." "Sure no problem, I'm almost there." As predicted, Gunny sped up his attack and unloaded deep into my wife's pussy. When his orgasm subsided, he pushed her legs aside and sat down again on the sofa. "Let me get a drink man, and I'll take over there for you," he said to the cameraman. He walked away and the camera panned to my wife lying there on the carpet. She looked exhausted and was completely motionless except for the rhythm of her breathing. The camera panned down from her face, to her tits, and then her stomach, and finally, her pussy. With one fat hand, the cameraman spread her lips apart and zoomed in close on the open hole between her legs. My sweet wife lifted her head and looked down between her legs at the camera. When the fat man noticed her, he pushed an index finger into her and began to saw it back and forth. Her eyes closed slowly and her head fell back to the carpet again. "I'll take that camera now," Gunny said coming back into the room. There was a fumble and the camera focused in on a large white blob on the floor hulking over my wife. The man was probably the ugliest person I had ever seen. His face, pocked with acne scars, was framed by beefy jowls and a double chin and highlighted by a bulbous nose. He was completely bald and must have been closing in on 60 years old. There is no way this is a lover Yuko would choose for herself. But there he was working a finger into her pussy with one hand and pulling on her nipples with the other. He extended her breast to the limit and then let it snap back. This move put a big smile across his face. "So fucking young and tender," he said looking up into the camera. "It's time to teach this bitch a thing or two." Standing up, the fat bastard bent over grabbed a handful of Yuko's hair and barked, "Get up on your knees cunt." Coming out of her stupor, she struggled to her knees while grabbing his hand with both of hers. He tilted her head back and informed her he was not a nice guy. I'm not going to make love to you like my little buddy over there did. I'm going to fuck the shit out of you. Now take your Goddamn hands off me. Better yet, put them behind your back." As she sat there on her knees, forced to look up at this fat creature, he began to wank his cock in her face. She waited patiently for him while not taking her eyes off that cock. It began to grow again until it reached its full length. Grabbing that pole by the base he pushed it against her lips. To my amazement, she did not resist, opened her mouth to receive it. He began to push it all the way back in her throat until she gagged. He pulled back a bit, and when she recovered, he began again. He now had both hands behind her head as he fucked her sweet face. I couldn't see her very well because of his fat arms, but she was making all kinds of guttural smacking and slurping sounds. "Fuck her face man," Gunny chanted from behind the camera. "I'm going to do more than that," said the fat man as he moved to the side of my wife and yanked her head with him. From that extreme angle, he pulled out and pushed in again through her mouth and into the cheek on the other side. And he held it there waiting for the camera to capture a close up. The affect was unbelievable; her face was distorted and looked humiliating. She tried to bring her hands up from behind and grab his dick, but he swatted them away. "I said put your hands behind your back, stupid cunt." He began to fuck her mouth again from the side. He looked down her body and roughly grabbed one of her breasts. "I'll tell you what man: I love these big fuck handles. I can't remember the last time I had a nice firm set like these." He began slapping them with his hand like they were a couple of volleyballs. This time, she resisted bringing her hands forward to protect herself. I couldn't believe what she was letting this asshole do to her. She began to gag again and he pulled out of her mouth while she attempted to catch her breath. She had a thick string of saliva hanging from her chin. The fat bastard scooped it up with his hand and rubbed it on her cheeks. She tried to pull her face away, but he held it tight. Then he did something that shocked the hell out of me; he bent down and spat in her face - not once, but twice. "Now you took like a fucking whore." He cock slapped her face again just to illustrate the point. Then he got behind her and pushed her forward onto her hands and knees. Reaching behind her, he pushed a finger in her pussy and pulled it out to show the camera. "I think she's ready to get fucked now, don't you." "I don't know, she's looks a quart low." "We'll soon find out." He didn't get on his knees. He just grabbed her hips and squatted down behind her. The camera moved quickly in back of the couple to catch the penetration of the 10-inch cock into my wife's once tight pussy. He slid in easily and got most of it in on the first try. After a few strokes, he was bottoming out and Yuko starting to breath heavy and moan in response. Gaijin Encounter Ch. 02 I couldn't sleep the night after viewing my wife's humiliation on the DVD. I was in training all morning and couldn't break away until lunch. As soon as I could get to a pay phone, I called the office to talk to the corporal. As soon as he picked up the phone, I unloaded on him. "What the fuck was that? How did you get that disk? Did you have something to do with this?" "No, man. I burned you the disk from a tape someone else had. I should have warned you it was coming, but I didn't know how to tell you. I think he's passing it around to a few friends." "How did you know this was going to happen." "I wasn't sure they would succeed, but I tried to warn you. If it helps, you're not the first one." "Who the fuck was the other guy?" "Some friend of Gunny's. He used to be an MP NCO. Now he manages a strip bar downtown." "Fuck. What do I do now? Shit." "I don't know." There was a silence on the other end. I didn't know what more to say; I just held the receiver in my hand. "I've got more bad news. There's another disk coming." I hung up the phone and ran to the orderly room to see if I had any mail. A sergeant handed me another package identical to the first. I stashed it in my bag and decided to call home. I had to see if Yuko would tell me what she had done. She passed up one opportunity already. I ran back to the phone. She answered on the second ring. She sounded completely normal ... excited to hear from me ... couldn't wait for me to get home ... Oh, by the way she got a job. "You got a job? Japanese wives don't get jobs." "Maybe not in Japan, but they can in America. I want to help you. You know, so we can start a family." That was rich. First she's fucking other guys, then she wants a job and a baby. "Doing what?" I asked. "I will be a waitress." "What kind of waitress?" "You know. In a bar." It couldn't be, not for the fat guy. "What bar?" There was a silence for a moment. "Don't be mad. It's a bar where women take of their clothes, but I'm just a waitress. I don't have to take off my clothes. The manager said I can make really good tips." I'll bet he did, the son of a bitch. I didn't know what to say. "I have to go. Class will start soon." "Are you mad?" "Listen. I can't talk to you now. Good bye." I spent the rest of the day trying to concentrate on my training, but with little success. When class was dismissed, I flew to the barracks looking for the guy with the laptop. Safely back in my room, I fumbled with the disk until the video was running. The opening scene was my front door. A beefy hand reached out and knocked. When the door finally opened, I was struck at how beautiful my wife truly is. She was standing there dressed in a tight, low-cut, knee-length red dress, with a slit up one leg. The garment, which I had never seen before, held her breasts aloft by just a pair of beaded straps. Had they broken, Yuko would have spilled out over the threshold. Her makeup and hair were amazing, as if she had spent most of the day trying to look perfect for that exact moment. "You look great baby. We told you. Gunny knows what looks good on a woman," the fat man said as they moved into our living room. "I think it's too tight. I show too much." "Not for America, not for my club. You're going to have a great time tonight." "I don't think I should go. My husband wouldn't like it. The other day was a mistake. No sex, OK? I can't have sex with you anymore." "Hey, I told you this visit is just to see if you want to work at my club." Gunny walked into the room. "Would it be so bad if we had some for fun. I thought you really had a good time with us," he said. "I will go to the club, and dance, and have fun, but no sex. OK?" 'Come on we can talk about it in the car," Gunny said. The next thing I get to see is Yuko sitting at a booth in a dark, extremely loud club with the men on either side of her. They were drinking and watching the girls dancing. Gunny had his arm around Yuko and was holding her close to him. She seemed uncomfortable and was not looking at the stage with the same enjoyment the men were. The video then had a bunch of short clips of the club, more drinking and then some dancing. As she drank, my wife was began to loosen up and appeared to be having fun. The fat guy was trying to get Yuko to dance on the stage and had enlisted two strippers to help in the task. Once they got her on the stage, the girls were trying to teach her how to dance, but Yuko had a lot to learn. Despite her awkwardness, she looked so hot bouncing around up there. The girls had Yuko shake her booty at the men lining the stage. She didn't seem to notice when they flipped up her dress to expose her thong-covered ass. She kept rolling and grinding. I had to admit it was unbelievably hot. Next, Yuko was on her hands and knees shaking her breasts at the men. This time, the strippers pulled back the bead straps until those perfect boobs rolled out to thunderous cheers from the onlookers. One young guy reached up and grabbed a handful, then let go when the bouncer started to make a move. The scene changed again to what turned out to be a lap dance room. My wife and the fat guy were just standing there talking. The camera panned a few feet away where an Asian stripper was giving Gunny an intense lap dance. The fat man led my wife closer to the couple. He seemed to be pointing out things, as if he was teaching her how to do it. That fat pig sat down on the sofa and pulled Yuko onto him. She pulled her dress up above her waist and began to move her crotch onto his leg. She mimicked the stripper who was letting Gunny touch her as he pleased. This was not your usual lap dance. The pig pulled my wife's top down and began to devour her boobs with his mouth. She didn't seem to mind this attention and seemed to grind against him even harder. Apparently, her vow to refrain for sexual activity was going to be broken. Gunny now had his pants down and the stripper was getting in position to give him a blowjob. No to be outdone, Yuko was quickly on her knees taking the head of the pig's 10 incher in her mouth. The guys high-fived each other as those two dark heads bobbed up and down on their cocks. The pig began to get rough, grabbing a handful of hair and pushed my wife's head down relentlessly. Gunny was acting like he was ready to cum, but he pushed the stripper away and got up instructing her to get up on the sofa in the doggie-style position. Then they moved Yuko into an identical position, side-by-side. Gunny aimed his cock at Yuko's pussy opening and began to jam it home. The pig did the same with the stripper as the camera came in close to get shots of cocks sliding in cunts. The guys were timing their strokes to the rhythm of the music for quite a while, and then they decided to switch pussies. The pig was slam fucking my sexy wife while leaning forward and pulling on her big tits. Her head was down, and she was obviously pushing back trying to get as much of his big cock in her as possible. I hadn't even noticed that the other couple had finished and were sitting on the other end of the sofa encouraging the lovers. The fat old bastard pulled out and switched positions with my wife, sitting and pulling her down to ride that big pole. Unlike the other day, he let her kiss him this time. She was giving the ugly fuck big open-mouth kisses like he was the only man on Earth. He pinned her arms behind her and began to drive up from beneath. She threw her head backwards and was obviously moaning out load, although I couldn't her it for the music. After about five minutes of this action, the bastard stiffened and unloaded his sperm deep into my wife to the applause of Gunny and the stripper. The camera zoomed in on Yuko as she was passionately kissing her lover. I thought I was going to be sick. The scene changed again, this time back at Gunny's house. The camera was making its way down the hall toward the bedroom. I could hear the sounds of gagging the coughing in the distance. "I can't do it." "Yes you can, cunt. Don't you want to make your master happy? Open up and relax." The camera stopped just out of reach of the bedroom door. "I wonder what's going on in there. Let's go see what our favorite little whore is up to," Gunny was saying to the camera. As he entered the room, I could see a naked Yuko on her back the bed. Her head was pushed back off the end and the pig had a hand in her hair, pulling her head down. His other hand was around her throat, only leaving from time to time to push her hands back down to her sides. At the same time, the fucker was pushing the big cock as far back in her mouth as he could. It was obvious that they had been at this for some time. Yuko's face was wet, and her makeup was smeared by tears and saliva. "What ya doin, buddy?" Gunny asked. "Just teaching my new whore how to deep throat a cock." "How is the training going." "Not too good; the stupid cunt won't listen. I said to relax and let it slide down." He kept pushing, but she had trouble getting it in and began to choke again. He pulled her head up so she could spit out the saliva that was building up in there. He slapped her face. "What are you?" he asked. "A stupid whore," she coughed. "Who is your master, whore?" "Oh. You are." "Then do what I tell you and swallow my cock right, " he said, pushing it back down her throat. This time, I could see her put everything into swallowing that thing. Her lips opened wide and the length that was out of her mouth got shorter and shorter until his balls rested on her nose. "That's a good cunt. I told you you could do it." He proceeded to fuck her mouth for a few strokes and then pulling out, so she could catch her breath. As he face fucked her, the pig roughly pulled on her nipples. "Damn. This is the hottest bitch we ever nailed," Gunny said. The pig didn't say anything. He was busy changing positions. He got down on his back and pulled Yuko on top of him. Gunny put the camera on a tripod, while the Yuko fucked cowboy style. He pulled a tube of lubricant from a drawer and began smearing it on his cock. The final degradation was going to be seeing my wife get ass fucked -- even worse, a double penetration. Pushing her down onto the Pig's fat gut, Gunny began to work a finger into Yuko's little brown asshole. She told them it hurt, but Gunny just added another finger to the attack. Finally, he seemed satisfied she was ready and he mounted the bed, straddling the other two. They had Yuko reach back and spread her cheeks apart. Gunny placed his cock head again her puckered hole and began to push. First the head went in and then about half of his cock followed. Yuko began to moan out loud. "Too big, too big." "Shut up cunt. You can take it" She tried to hold in her moans, but they just turned to whimpers. The men began a coordinated attack on her holes, pounding her from both sides. The whimpering stopped and the moans returned, but this time with a different sound. They were moans of pleasure. There was nothing they could do to her that she didn't like. She was now just a fuck machine. "She likes it now," the Pig said. "She's coming all over my cock." The tightness of Yuko's virgin ass must have been too much for Gunny. He tensed up and came in her ass with a moan. He pulled off slowly, then grabbed the camera to get a close-up of the cum leaking out of her asshole onto his friend's balls. With the end of the anal assault, Yuko fell forward to rest on the fat man's chest. The Pig was not pleased with her laziness and began to slap her ass. "Come on cunt. Get to work." She responded by rolling her hips and taking all of his cock into her once tight pussy. They fucked like that for about 15 minutes. Every time she would get tired and slow down, he would slap he again, until her ass was bright red. "Careful man, don't bruise the bitch," Gunny yelled. "I have to give her back to her husband." "Is that right whore? Do you want to go back to your husband or stay here and let us fuck you?" "I want to fuck master," she moaned. "No problem cunt. When we get tired, we'll bring in some help." He laughed at his own bad joke. The Pig was starting to labor himself and I could tell he was getting ready to cum. He pushed her off him and then grabbed her hair, pulling her across the bed and onto her knees on the floor. "You like it when I treat you rough, don't you whore?" "It doesn't hurt. I don't mind." "Do you want me to cum on your face." "Yes master." "Then put your hands behind your back, open your mouth and look up here." She did as instructed and looked so unbelievably hot. I had to admit I was beginning to become excited by her humiliation. The fat pig called her every slutty name in the book as he jerked off onto her face. His cum poured out like someone turned on a faucet. Puddles of cum settled on her pretty face and then ran off onto her neck and tits. After the stream subsided, he pushed his cock into her mouth. "Clean me off slut. That's right, get it nice and clean." She looked completely satisfied with her mouth full of cock and cum running down her body. I paused the video on that picture. I knew there was no getting around the fact that I would have to come to grips with this situation. I was going home in a few days. Gaijin Encounter Ch. 03 When I got off the plane on Friday night, guess who was waiting for me...and who wasn't. Well it wasn't Yuko. Instead, there stood the asshole NCO who fucked up my life. "Hey man, great to see you. How was the training?" he said, extending his hand. "With all due respect Gunny, fuck you," I replied walking around him. I tried to walk away as quickly as I could without running, but he followed me through the concourse. He caught up to me at the baggage claim. "Don't be that way. I came to give you a ride." "Fuck you." "Yuko asked me to pick you up. Don't make me let her down." "Oh yeah, fuck her too." "I did already." I spun on me heels and put my face right in his. I could have torn him apart, but did everything in my power to maintain my composure. "You destroyed my marriage. Congratulations. Now, I'm going to destroy your career." "You aren't going to play the adultery card are you. That's so sad. You know the military is the only place in America that still uses that crap." "Well in case you hadn't noticed, you wear a uniform asshole." I picked up my bags and headed for the main entrance to the airport. I hailed a cab. "She's not at you apartment you know. She's working at the club." "Do you think I give a shit," I said as I got in the taxi. When I got to our apartment, it was empty. The asshole was right; she was working for the fat pig. Putting my stuff away, I tried to get my mind off this mess. Afterward, I sat down to watch TV, looking for something to make me laugh. All I could think about was the situation I was in. What would I say to her when she came home? The phone rang. It was Yuko. "Are you mad at me?" "Of course, I saw the videos. You fucked those guys." "Oh no. I'm sorry. I am. I was drunk and they, ... they used me like a whore. I'm very sorry, so sorry." "And now your working in some fucking club, when you knew I didn't want you to." "I'm sorry. I'll come home." "I'm so angry and disappointed in you. Maybe I won't be here when you get here." "I'll come home right now." After she hung up I waited, and she didn't show up. In fact, I waited for about an hour. Finally, there was a knock at the door. She wouldn't knock; she would use her key. Maybe it was Gunny or the pig. I picked up a golf club, a driver, and went to the door. I looked through the peephole to see a great looking blonde that I'd seen dancing at the club on one of the videos. She was wearing a tight little halter top that barely contained an ample chest. The short black dress she wore hardly covered the cheeks of her ass. She had on a pair of extremely tall high heel shoes. "Who are you?" I said, opening the door. "Don't be mad at me. I'm Brandy. I'm just the messenger. Can I come in." I let her in and she handed me a note and a videotape. "Where's my wife?' "At the club. I don't think Woody gives up that easy." "Who's Woody." "Oh yeah. You don't know his name. You know, he didn't like the fat pig remark." "Well, Woody, or whatever his name is, can go fuck himself. Does he think he can get away with holding my wife?" "He said you shouldn't do anything to his friend. He said, 'Don't take it out on Gunny if your wife is a slut.' And he gave me this tape to give to you." She walked toward my entertainment center with the tape in her hand. "Are you nuts. Do you think I'm going to watch this thing with you?" "I'm supposed to wait for a response." She put the tape in the video player and pushed the button. On the screen, I saw Woody talking to a cop in what looked like an office in the club. The cop was actually a deputy sheriff, and he was black. I could hear the heavy beat of music in the background. Woody was telling the deputy about this hot new waitress he was breaking in. "Bring her in. I want to see this bitch," the he said. Woody left the room. I looked at Brandy standing by the tape machine. I hadn't seen one of these videos with someone else in the room. I was starting to feel a little sick. My knees kind of buckled under me, and my ass ended up on the far end of the couch. Brandy came over and sat on the other end. The fat man came back in the picture in a few minutes with my wife in tow. Yuko was dressed just like Brandy, except her hair was tied up in a pair of pig tails. I'd never seen her wear her hair like that. "Sit down young lady," the deputy said. "You're in a lot of trouble." Yuko took a seat on a long leather sofa. The black man stood over her. "Are you a prostitute?" "What?" "Are you a whore? Do you take money for sex." "No. I never did." "I have your confession on tape." He held up a videotape. "On this video, you admit to being a whore." This was obviously bullshit. Anyone would know that, unless they weren't raised in the U.S. She doesn't know the American justice system, yet. She will not understand. She'll really think she's going to jail. "You're under arrest young lady," the cop said. He pulled a pair of handcuffs from his belt. He stood her up, cuffed her behind her back, then read her rights. "I have to take you to jail. But first I have to make sure you aren't carrying any weapons or drugs. Do you understand?" "Yes." In complete contradiction to any police procedure I have ever heard of, he then grabbed the bottom of her halter and flipped it up above her breasts. They fell out and bounced right into his hands. Grabbing and kneading a tit in each hand, he caused my wife to do a little uncomfortable dance to maintain her balance. After he seemed satisfied her boobs were real, he pushed her down on the sofa again and yanked her legs open. He grabbed her ankles and pulled them up and out, so her ass was practically hanging off the front of the sofa. Pushing back, he opened her legs about as wide as they would go. "All right whore. Keep your legs up in the air until I'm done. Do you understand?" Yuko shook her head yes. "No matter what I do, don't close your legs. If you kick me, I'll also charge you with striking an officer. Do you understand?" Again a yes nod. Grabbing the crotch of her thong, the deputy pulled the undergarment aside revealing that perfect little Japanese pussy and asshole. "I'm going to check you for drugs now. You didn't fuck anybody tonight did you? I don't want to get a hand full of some other guy's spunk." "No. I didn't." With that, he pushed a finger into her pussy and began to slowly work it in and out. He used his thumb to work her clit. I heard something that pulled my attention from the screen. "That doesn't look like any frisking I ever saw," Brandy said. I looked over at her and she was leaning back on the sofa with her own skirt up over her waste. She was stroking a cute little blonde pussy. "Fuck, what are you doing?" I asked. "I'm sorry, I always get horny watching porno." It's not porno you dumb slut, I thought, as I tried to focus on the TV screen again. The camera was now moving getting a tighter shot of my wife's open pussy. "You sure are wet down here," the black man said. "I can't get my fingers in far enough, but I happen to have a tool I like to use." I could hear a buzzing noise and guessed what was coming. Sure enough, it came into view, a really nasty looking purple vibrator. It was about nine inches long, with a ribbed shaft that appeared to move and rotate. It also had a shorter attachment that I learned was designed to stimulate the clitoris. As the deputy inserted the humming tool into Yuko she began to moan softly. Her worked it in and out of her for a while and she began to cum, pushing her ass up to get as much of the fake cock in her as possible. "What a whore. Even my examination gets her hot." He stood up and left her with the vibrator working away inside her pussy. She looked like such a slut, panting and moaning as the machine buzzed away. While this was going on, the deputy removed his clothes. I could now see he wasn't a young man. He left his t-shirt on, and his gut hung down below it. You could make out his sagging chest below the thin material. When he pulled off his boxers, an already hard cock was hanging in the air between his chunky legs. It wasn't as long as the vibrator, but it was quite thick and shaped like a corkscrew. The black man dropped to his knees and pulled the vibrator from Yuko's little pussy. He slapped the fat black cock against her open snatch. "Let's see if this can find those drugs. Spread em wide cunt." He pushed the head into her opening, then grabbed her ankles and pushed. The real cock was much wider than the vibrator and the quick plunge was giving my wife a bit of discomfort. She started to whine that the cock was too big. "Shut up. You can take it whore." He began to pump he pussy until he had the entire shiny tool worked into her. I felt a hand on my leg and then travel to my hard cock. I turned my head to see Brandy crawling toward me. "Can I suck your cock? I'm really hot." I didn't answer, just looked at the screen again and saw my wife rotating her hips, moving her pussy up and down that black cock. "Fuck me sir," Yuko was now begging. "I love it. I love big cocks." "All whores do bitch," the deputy said. I couldn't believe what I was seeing or hearing - even after seeing the other tapes. This was the woman that just promised me she would be home. Brandy got on her knees between my legs. I looked down as she pulled my shorts down. Her top was gone and her tits looked great. I wanted to reach out and touch them but couldn't make my arms work. She grabbed my cock and engulfed it with her mouth. I leaned back again and began to watch the events on the TV screen once more. The black man was now pressing his sweating body forward kissing Yuko deeply as he fucked her. His mouth stifled the load moans of pleasure coming from deep in her chest. Her legs were doing a dance in the air as they rocked together on that sofa. "I told you this bitch loves to fuck," Woody said. "I love my cunts tight, stupid and horny," the deputy answered back through clenched teeth. He was getting ready to cum. His body jerked violently as he unloaded deep in her pussy. Yuko was moving frantically under him trying to cum with him. He finished with a bellow and then just kind of stayed there resting on top of her body. Despite the dead weight on top of her, Yuko was rolling her hips try to get some friction on her clit. "Oh, Oh, Please don't stop," she pleaded. "I need more." "The bad news is I'm done baby. The good news is I'm not going to arrest you." "Well, I'm ready for a little piece," Woody said. "But I don't want to put a hole through you, so you got to get up." The fat pig had already removed his pants. When the deputy got out of the way, Woody jerked Yuko up by her hair pushing her down on her ass. "Did you like that black cock baby?" "Yes." "How about this one?" He waved his big cock right in her face. "Yes. I love it." "Come and get it then," he said holding it just out of the reach of her mouth. With her hands still cuffed, the only way she could capture it was to walk on her knees toward Woody. Every time she would get close he would pull back just a little to tease her. The two men howled in laughter at Yuko as she frantically tried to get the cock in her mouth. "What's the matter baby?" "Please let me suck it." "Well, since you asked nice." He sat down on the sofa and beckoned her over with a crooked finger. She shuffled over to him and buried her face in his crotch. He grabbed the back of her head and guided her bobbing head. "You're getting to be a good little cocksucker, baby." Looking down at the woman in my lap, I suddenly wanted to treat her just like the slut on the screen. I put a hand on each ear and started to fuck Brandy's face. Unlike my wife, Brandy didn't seem to go for that treatment and pulled away. Leaning back on the carpet, she slowly opened her knees to reveal and pretty blonde pussy. "I need to fuck. Can you help me?" I didn't move, so she grabbed my hand and pulled me down on top of her. She was doing all the work, guiding me into her open pussy. I felt like I should be enjoying it, but I still couldn't forget what was happening on the TV screen. My wife was now sitting on Woody's lap. He hands had been released and she was necking with the fat bastard. Her arms were around his neck, and she was grinding her ass into his leg. "Are you my whore." "Yes baby." "Good. Sit on my cock." She shifted her body so that she was facing forward. She lifted her ass up and then slowly lowered herself on the cock she seemed to prize above all others, including mine. Reaching around he used her big firm tits for handles as he pulled her down hard, driving his full length deep into her body. "Aaaahhhh, yes," she moaned. "I love it." "What do you want baby?" "Fuck. I want to fuck." He didn't disappoint her. As they continued to grind into each other, I looked down at Brandy and realized I was just going through the motions. Looking at her face, I though this one is the same thing, just a miserable slut. I began to drive myself down into her harder than I ever have with a woman. I wanted to take out all my anger and frustration on the slut I was with. Brandy didn't seem to mind. In fact, she locked her legs around my ass and seemed to be guiding my powerful thrusts. However, I was again distracted by the activities on the TV screen. Woody had placed Yuko on the floor of the office face down with a pair of sofa cushions under her midsection. With one hand on her back, he was forcing his massive tool into her ass. She can't take that thing back there, I thought. But I was wrong. They had a little trouble at first, but after he got the head in, about half of this shaft kind of slid right in. Her body tensed as if she was trying to resist the penetration, but that didn't seem to slow the old guy down. He was thrusting at least as hard as I was, slapping his big gut down against my wife's ass. She was squealing out with every stroke, "Yes, Yes, Yes." His thrusts went deeper and deeper, spreading her ass beyond imagination. He would pull all the way out and then drive back in again. This was really too much for me. I started to explode into the woman below me. I didn't really care what she wanted or needed. I just had to get some revenge for what was happening to my wife. As soon as my orgasm subsided, I got up and sat back on the couch. On the screen, Woody also stood up and ordered my wife to suck has cock. She didn't hesitate; she was on her knees slurping on his dirty cock that had just been in her ass. Without warning the fat guy began to cum in her mouth. The unexpected blast caught her by surprise and she coughed on it. But he wouldn't let her pull away and catch her breath until he had finished. She had cum running down her chin and onto her neck and tits. That was the end of the tape. I went to shut it off and noticed that Brandy was gone. I was about to go take a leak when the phone rang. It was Yuko. "I thought you were coming home," I said. "Woody wouldn't let me. He wants to talk to you." "Hey man. How you doing?" Woody said. "Fuck you." "Fuck you too asshole. When you were having fun with Brandy, we got some great video. That means you too have committed adultery. You are one dumb fuck." Shit. Shit. Shit. How could I have been so stupid. "So, you're not going to do anything to my old friend are you? Cause if you do, you'll get to be cell buddies." What was I going to do? Fuck. Well, one this I wouldn't do was surrender my wife to this fat fuck. "Only if I get my wife back." "Ok. I owe you that. I've nailed that cunt shut anyway. But then it ends." "Agreed." "I'll send her home." Gaijin Encounter "I think she likes it man. You like that cock don't you whore?" She mumbled something, but I couldn't hear it. "What did you say?" Gunny asked. "Yes, it feels so good." "Do you want him to stop?" "No. Don't stop," she cried out. "I'm going to cum." "Cum on my cock you whore," the fat man grunted as he grabbed a fist full of her hair again and pounded her even harder. She then let out such a wail, it was like a damn bursting. In response, he slapped her ass a couple of times with his free hand until she had a big red hand print on one cheek. She tried her best to please him, wagged her ass back at him like a common bitch. He reached down over her, grabbed her tits on either side of her body and pulled back hard. "If you can't fuck any better than that you cow, I'll milk your ass." That must have fired her up, because she started rotating her hips to give him maximum pleasure. Then he started mumbling something to her I couldn't hear. But she soon let us in on the secret. "Yes, please fuck me master." Then a short time later, "Yes. I love your big cock ... I love you master." Are you shitting me, I thought. Did she say what I thought she said. Fuck, when would this nightmare end. However, they weren't through yet. After she came again, he pulled out, flipped her over on her back and mounted her in the missionary position. She reached up and put her arms around him, and tried to kiss him. "I'm not kissing a whore that has already sucked on two cocks." Then he spit on her face again. Oh please, I thought, this is killing me. They continued fucking like that for a few more minutes. Then without warning he pulled out again and scrambled up over her body until his cock was pointing at her face. I guess she thought he wanted her to suck him again, because she tried to take him in her mouth. But he grabbed her hair once again and jacked himself off on her face. The camera zoomed in again as he dumped six shots across her face, on her forehead, nose, cheeks, lips, chin and even eyelids. She was dripping with cum. The fat man moved away from her and said, "You might make a good whore yet." Both men laughed. The camera captured the smile that beamed across her saturated face. Then the screen faded to black. (To be Continued.)