0 comments/ 193519 views/ 25 favorites Samaritan Arrangement By: storysman Ben wasn't very appreciative of his roommate's request. After all it was his house, and Tony was simply a casual friend who as paying him rent. What right did he have to ask what he was asking? "I know it's a lot to ask. But I promised my mother I would try. I'll understand if you say no." Ben sat back and tried to form the words in a nice way. He wasn't going to agree to this! Tony had come to him, explaining that his mother had called him to ask a favor. Tony was Chinese, and had lived in the United States since early in his school career. That's how the two of them met. But the rest of his family was still home in China, and now they were asking their son to perform a favor he couldn't do -- to put up a family friend's daughter and her husband. They had just come to the United States with barely a pocketbook and no understanding of American culture or language. Shortly after their arrival, their meager savings had been stolen. They were without friends and without family. Without friends -- except for Tony. "I don't know, man. We don't have that much room. And they couldn't pay anything?" "Lau, the husband, has been given a job by the only other acquaintance they have here. He has put them up this week, but says they have to leave. If they didn't pay rent, it would speed up how soon they could get a place of their own. But they need someone to help them, someone like me to translate for them." "I just don't think so... I'm sorry." "They could help out around the house. Hsu could clean and cook." "I don't need anyone like that. I work at home, you know that. I can clean whenever I feel like it." Tony was about to give up. He felt torn. On one hand, he wanted to help the couple. On the other, he knew he couldn't take advantage of Ben. But he did have one last idea. "She's hot." "What?" "Hsu... She is fucking hot! Absolutely gorgeous." "Really? So what, she's married." "I know, but come on. It would still be fun. Maybe she would walk around in her underwear or something. Or wear a bikini on sunny days." "Hot, huh? Do you have a picture." "No, but trust me. If you want, I'll set up a meeting. I'll tell them that you have to meet them before you make your decision. Then you can see for yourself. Ben leaned back into his chair again. He had never told Tony this, but he loved Chinese women. Until he had said she was hot, he was picturing an old withered woman. Not a young, gorgeous babe. His mind ran through schemes and plans. He could hide a camera in her bedroom. He could walk in on her in the shower. He could... "Ok, I will meet them. Maybe it can work out." Tony thanked him and went to make the phone call. He sat back, pleased with himself. He was being a Good Samaritan. Or perhaps, it was that being a Samaritan would be good. The couple moved in the next day. Ben insisted. No convincing had to be done. No promises or deals. He knew he would agree when that door opened and she walked in. Tony wasn't kidding. Hsu was incredible. A beautiful, almost porcelain face. In an incredible body, with decent sized breasts for an Asian woman. And an innocence. She was naive, demure, or inexperienced. It was written on her so clearly, despite the burning sexuality oozing from her body. She was absolutely captivating. Ben didn't work a second the day they moved in. He pretended to, but instead watched Hsu's firm body and brilliant smile. She was as thankful as she could be without knowing English, and her nervous smiles were more intoxicating than any words she could have spoken. In the span of a few hours, Ben became infatuated with her. By night time, he was obsessed with her. He was unable to sleep when everyone retired to their rooms. Just a few feet away, just a mere few steps down the hall, an incredibly beautiful Chinese woman was preparing for bed. She was sliding out of her pants, and pulling of her shirt. He wondered what kind of bra and panties she wore. He wondered if Lau was going to fuck her. How could he not? How could he not be all over her every night? God, did he want her! His hardened cock demanded her. He knew it was crazy to agree to let Hsu and her husband move in. Just because she lived in the same house didn't mean she'd ever let him put his dick in her. And he wondered if he could ever NOT be hard when he was around her. Could he concentrate when he was with her? Ben took his cock in hand as he visualized undressing Hsu... kissing Hsu... and fucking Hsu. His imagination painted a clear picture of her naked body. He had never seen a Chinese woman undressed in person, but had seen many pictures of naked Asian women on the internet. He knew how to picture Hsu's skin, right down the color of her nipples. His cock felt good, but seemed to promise him an infinitely more pleasurable experience if he would put it in her cunt. Or even if he at least took in a glance of her naked body. Surely he could arrange that! Somehow some way, he could sneak a peek of her in that room down the hall! Ben got an idea. Hsu would be undressing in that bedroom. That bedroom didn't have a lock on the door. What if he just walked in? He could be pretending to be checking on them, not thinking they might be undressing or even fucking in that room! Of course, undressing for fucking is exactly what he would hope for! Ben sprang to his feet. He thought about putting something on besides his boxers, but the idea of Hsu seeing him mostly naked was too appealing for that. He wasn't even concerned about the terrific bulge visible in his shorts. Or that it was there first night in his house. He wanted to see her, so why wait? He arrived at their door, and paused. His heart was racing. What he was about to do should be extremely embarrassing for all of them, but he felt nothing but excitement. What was going on in there? The light was visible through the bottom crack, so they must not yet be asleep. He put his ear to the door, listening for a squeaking bed , a moan or two, or possibly the sounds of a sucked on cock or nipple. He heard none of that, but did hear Lau's voice. Naturally, he didn't recognize the word. But it sounded gentle and appreciative. Perhaps he was paying Hsu a compliment on her beauty. Ben opened he door with a quick motion. He saw Lau's eyes move to him as he lay bare-chested in bed. But Ben's eyes went immediately to Hsu, who was standing in front of the bed, facing her husband. She was in her panties. Her head turned from reflex to see what had happened, but quickly turned away in shame and embarrassment as she realized it was Ben. her arms folded over her breasts, despite the fact she was still wearing a bra. "Oh, excuse me!" Ben said from the script in his head. His eyes focused on the best sight available: Hsu's ass. It looked so firm and smooth under her white panties. He immediately felt the urge to fuck her from behind -- to bend her over where she stood and ram his cock inside her as she gripped the sheets from pain. "I just wanted to see how you were doing..." of course, they didn't understand him Ben realized this suddenly. He could say anything for an apology! "Just wanted to fuck you, Hsu." Oh God, did that feel good to say in front of her! "I was hoping to see your pussy or your tits, but maybe tomorrow.." He waved his hand, then stumbled back into the hallway. He was beginning to like this language barrier! He could say anything, any word and any intention to the beautiful Hsu and not get in trouble. He could talk about groping her, fucking her, even raping her and she would be none the wiser! He waited outside their door. Hsu had been stripped to her underwear in front of the bed. If she had done that to Ben, they would definitely be having sex. Ben hoped it was true for Lau, too. He hoped he would soon be hearing Hsu's sweet voice moaning and crying as she took her husband's cock. But it didn't happen. Ben waited forever -- in his mind anyway. But no sounds of love. Maybe he had made them too nervous. Maybe they suspected he was still outside their door. Ben decided to head back to his room, wondering if maybe Lau was slowly caressing her, feeling her breasts and nipples, and stroking her Chinese cunt as silently as he could. Ben quickly masturbated to the thought. With Hsu in the house, he wondered if he'd ever not be hard again. He sure would be tomorrow. It was a Saturday. Both Kim and Lau would be at their jobs, leaving Hsu all alone in the house with him... Ben's dreams had pleasant throughout the night. Every one featured the lovely Hsu in some situation that allowed Ben to see her body. Some of the dreams actually leant themselves to good ideas -- ideas Ben absolutely planned to initiate in the coming days. He awoke early to the sounds of the young Chinese couple in the kitchen. Lau would soon be off to his first day of work, and evidently Hsu was preparing him his first breakfast in their new home. Ben didn't normally wake up this early on Saturday, but his body was alive with excitement and energy. There was a definite sense of awkwardness as he joined them in the kitchen. Ben was pleased to see Hsu dressed in a satin robe, despite the fact she unconsciously pulled it tighter when she saw him enter the room. She probably wasn't to eager to be seen in her underwear again. But the awkwardness wasn't due entirely to the fact Ben had barged in on them half-naked and probably about to have sex. After all, they couldn't communicate. Ben fixed himself a bowl of cereal and sat to the side of Hsu at the table. He couldn't help but steal looks at her as he lowered his mouth to spoon in his cereal. What was she wearing under that robe? A bra? A pair of panties? Could she be naked? He had at least delayed their sexual intercourse last night, but perhaps they got naked and fucked wildly after all. All Ben knew was that he wanted desperately to open that robe and see what glory awaited underneath. Hsu didn't waste any time putting on regular clothes after she had finished breakfast. But even in slacks and a shirt, she couldn't contain the sexuality and loveliness her body offered, and Ben found he could do little more than watch her all day. He, in turn, wasted little time using her ignorance of English to his own lusting advantage. "You look really beautiful today." He said with a friendly smile. She smiled back. A neighborly, nervous smile. "I like looking at you. I like looking at your tits." Hsu was trying to pick up on his meaning, but she couldn't. "It would be really nice to see your pussy right now." Ben was hard as a rock. Talking to Hsu this way, without fear or hesitation, was becoming the most arousing non-intercourse moment in his life. But he had to be careful. Hsu didn't understand his words, but she would understand his eyes if they lingered on her breasts or crotch for an extended period of time. If he stared at her face, she would become uneasy. Ben wished he could grab her, feel her, and kiss her. He wished he pull his cock out of his pants and jerk it as he watched her. But those things were universal. They transcended language and conveyed quite clearly Ben's desire to fuck her. He enjoyed the afternoon saying whatever he felt to the bouncing Chinese beauty. Strangely enough, however, he felt compelled to stop once Lau arrived home. He didn't speak or understand anymore English than Hsu, but somehow Ben felt the understanding when be instantly conveyed as he eyed the area between Hsu's legs and said the word "cunt." Or that he was longing for the taste of a tender protrusion when his lips formed the word "nipple." These thoughts were ridiculous, but sensitive because Ben knew all to well the power of his lust for Hsu. He had always had something of a secret longing for Asian women, and now an exquisite example was living in his house! He couldn't hide his want for her, no matter how hard he tried. Lau would see how his wife was coveted simply by the stares, scanning looks, and deep breaths his wife inspired in the men of the house. Maybe he would suspect something when Ben's trips to his room always seemed to follow his wife bending over or somehow jiggling her breasts. Ben felt he needed a lock on his door at those times, or someone could easily catch him unawares with his pants down and his hand ferociously stroking his Hsu-hardened cock. He was masturbating at regular intervals, yet his hand-induced ejaculations couldn't quell the purpose in his body. It was amazing! When he stood a few feet away from her, he could swear he felt her flesh against his. He could swear he could feel her poking nipples in his fingers and her smooth panties giving way under his hand. Her pussy was right there - inches from him! One grab, one yank of her skirt and he was fucking her. Being so close was maddening. He could smell her. He could feel her warmth. Yet all his sensations were the most diluted form of pleasure he received from her. To be with her... to love her... to feel her... To fuck her. Ben's body shuddered every time he imagined it. As time went on, he didn't know if he could stay away from her. He didn't know if he could stop himself from kissing, fucking, raping, or doing whatever to her. Sunday came and found Tony home along with Ben. Lau, the diligent worker he was, had again left his inspiring bride at home. Hsu was again caught at breakfast in her intoxicating morning attire. Her robe was suggestive, but not to the point of inappropriate. Maybe it was just suggestive to Ben. but anything that didn't fully cover her long, gorgeous legs and left a V-shaped slit down her chest was suggestive. Tony followed Ben to the kitchen shortly thereafter. The three began there breakfast with little words, and appeared it would last that way. But Hsu spoke. She spoke when Ben opened a box of powdered donuts. Tony was caught off guard, and apparently asked how to repeat what she said. Ben, of course, had never stopped paying her attention. She was pointing at the box of donuts. Hsu repeated herself, which caused Tony to look at the donuts himself and reply to her with an inquisitive tone. "She wants to know if she can have a donut." he said. "A donut." Ben repeated. "A donut. Does she know the word for donut?" "No, I don't think she knows any words yet." "Tell her she is welcome to one. But tell her she has to learn the words. Tell her to say... I want..." He said the words slowly. "A donut?" Tony finished. "No. Tell her to say 'I want... cock.'" "What?" "Tell her. She doesn't know any English. She won't know the difference!" A partly evil smile formed on Tony's face. It was true! At least, it was worth the experiment! He spoke in Chinese. He spoke to Hsu, who listened intently. She smiled. Not a smile of sexual innuendo, but a smile of fun and challenge. She looked at the box. "Ah.. Ahhh..." "I! Iiiiiieeeeeeeeeeyyyyyy" Tony corrected. "I." Hsu said. "I wa... whuh... wannnnt..." Tony continued to help her. "Cock." Tony finished. "C-c-c ... Cock." Hsu completed. "I... want... cock..." she said again and blushed. Ben handed her a donut. "I want cock." she said again, more confidently and with no small amount of an accent. Ben laughed. And felt his penis excite in his pants. "I want cock!" she yelled it. Ben wanted to deliver it. Hsu bit into her donut, half-laughing as she did. One last time, "I want cock!" The powder was melting on her lips. The white powder became a glob. Indeed, that's what she would look like if he could give her that wish. He would give her his cock, inside her mouth, in and out of her pussy, up and down her breasts and finish with a bursting stream of sperm on her lips and face. The image and thought were almost too much to bear. Ben had to get up. He had to go to his room and whack-off to delirium. But this was just the beginning. He knew it, and Tony knew it. They could teach Hsu English -- a very interesting dialect of English! The phrases and twisted meanings came quickly. Syntax, conjugation, nouns, verbs ... nothing had to translate exactly. Ton went to wash the dishes. Ben announced the proper English phrase for Hsu to recite: "feel my tits." "Feel my tits!" Hsu repeated. Tony and Ben exchanged a longing look. How they wished they could oblige her. Ben made no hesitation when it came to stealing any glances of her that he could. It wasn't long before he inadvertently walked into Hsu's room or stumbled in on her preparing for a shower. He was desperate to se her naked. More than anything, he wanted to see those Chinese nipples and that beautiful, tight cunt. But he always seemed to miss the exact time. Either she was still too dressed or behind the shower curtain or under her bed sheets. She was quite modest, and seemed a little too aware of his intentions. But he had plenty of time. If necessary, he would drill peepholes to see her. So what if she found them? What would she do? Move out? But his work was suffering. How could it not when he was nestled so snugly in his home with such a beauty prancing around his castle? They really couldn't speak. He couldn't try to seduce her with words. It was awesome and frustrating each day they were together. One afternoon he was trying his best to concentrate on his work. But the sight of Hsu in a robe was a quick end to that. He wasn't sure, but somehow he felt she was totally naked underneath – at least that's how he pictured her. As it turns out, she was preparing her laundry. She had a basket full of clothes and was carrying them to the utility room. What a time to be a gentlemen… "Fuck your pussy?" he asked her, still enjoying his freedom of language. Hsu, of course, wasn't sure what he meant. "Suck your tits? Hump your ass? Ram my cock in your throat?" He was pointing at the laundry. He took the basket from her, pointed at the load, and then himself. "I'll pound your cunt for you. I'll fuck your brains out for you…" Hsu smiled and nodded. God, it was great. He was going to do the laundry for her! Ben liked his words better, but she got the intention he was trying to convey. Hsu pointed to the bathroom and made hair-washing motions. Ben smiled back. "Glad to have you get naked." He said. "Rub your cunt, nice and good. Bounce those titties around!" Hsu smiled and giggled slightly as she moved past him. Ben felt a pulse of excitement rush through him as he looked in the basket. The clothes were Hsu's. Hsu's pants, Hsu's shirts, and Hsu's panties. Ben frantically reached in and pulled out a pair. They were simple. Pure white, cotton, and about as practical as a pussy-covering could be. And they were so small! Ben knew. Hsu had a small waist, but this really proved it! He moved into the utility room to prevent a re-emergence of Hsu from catching his appreciation. He almost felt guilty, or perverted, but he couldn't help but get aroused. Holding something that had been in direct contact with Hsu's cunt was warming and numbing his body like a drug. He realized if her panties were in here, so her bras must be as well! He dug through the clothes. Success! Now his cock was raging. He held aloft the delicate garments used to support Hsu's tender breasts. Like the panties, the C - Cup bras were simple and plain white. But imagining them firmly pulled against Hsu's beautiful Chinese naked skin made them appear to be the sexiest clothing he had ever seen. The shower was now running. At this moment, glistening drops of water were crashing against and caressing Hsu's naked breasts, nipples, and cunt. As Ben envisioned Hsu rubbing soap over body, he unzipped his pants. As he imagined her rubbing her breasts clean, he pulled out his cock. As he imagined her stroking her pussy even after it was thoroughly washed, he rubbed Hsu's panties on his dick The smooth cotton felt good. VERY good. His cock was where her cunt had been. His genitals were touching the area her genitals had touched. He closed his hand over his cock, shaping the panties into a sheath. He lifted Hsu's bra cup to his other palm and then firmly grasped he base of his cock. The straps and unused cup hung near his testicles. He started jerking off. He faced out of the utility room and towards the bathroom door. Hsu was naked beyond that door. A beautiful Chinese woman was in his shower. His showerhead released his water onto her body, spurting onto her. Covering her little brown nipples. Drenching her round, jiggling, dark breasts. Beading and dripping down her chest. Running in small streams onto and into her cunt. And she stood willingly, acceptingly, submissively. She accepted his spurts and rubbed them over herself, aiding the droplets into the areas she wanted them. Samaritan Arrangement Ben came. A burst of sperm and semen shot out of his cock and formed a white glob inside Hsu's panties. He pulled the soiled undergarment from his cock. His head was still coated in sperm. He slid up Hsu's bra, dabbing and wiping his cock with her bra cup It easily soaked up the remaining sperm. Ben's body still flushed with the excitement. He had cum where Hsu's cunt had been… where her breast had been. He dropped her underwear onto the washer and redid his pants. Thank God, he was washing these! Imagine if these were the only set of bra and panties she had to wear! Oh shit! He had been jerking off while Hsu was expecting the wash to be running. She had gone into the bathroom in her robe, what if she didn't have any bra and panties on under that robe? She would be quite eager, he was sure, to redress herself. If she didn't have a bra and didn't have panties... Ben got an idea. If she didn't have a bra with her right now, she might not have any panties, either... what would she have to wear when she got out? Ben dropped her underwear in the washer. He reached into the hamper and found her other panties and her other bras and tossed them into the washer. Then he went to his own hamper. And pulled out darks. He had two fairly new black shirts. Black socks. Black pants. He threw them in the washer and turned it on. Fuck it, he thought... he grabbed a ball point pen and cracked the ink tube and threw that in as well. He wanted the plan to work, as would do anything to ensure success. He was pleased that Hsu was taking a long shower. He was using cold water in the washer so it wouldn't interfere with her hot water supply. The washer was still going when he heard the shower shut off, but Hsu didn't emerge right away. He heard the sounds of toweling through the door. She was drying her gorgeous naked skin. Her breasts were undoubtedly shaking and jiggling as she worked the towel over her body. Ben though to himself that he might need to jerk off onto that towel! Hsu finally emerged from the bathroom but went straight to her bedroom. Now Ben heard the sounds of hair fixing through the bedroom door. He stopped the washer. It had run long enough. He opened the lid. Sure enough, Hsu's perfectly white panties and underwear were now tinted with black. The color was changed, with some heavy streaking in some areas. Ben smiled. He grabbed them up and set them aside. He put the rest of Hsu's laundry, the dark clothes, in and started the machine. He grabbed her wet collection of ruined panties and headed for the garage. The trashcan was full -- full of food, grease, and all sorts of unpleasant gooey substances. He threw her underwear in. Now, even if she would been willing to wear these discolored, she would probably balk at wearing them stained with all sorts of unthinkable muck. Ben had time to get back to his own bedroom before Hsu left hers. He watched through his cracked door as she entered the utility room. She saw the machine was still going and looked in the dryer for any finished loads. Of course, it was empty. She was probably wondering why nothing was finished. She opened the washer to see what was inside. Darks… Ben felt he could read her mind. "Where are my whites?" she must have asked in her native thoughts. He walked down the hallway, passing her nonchalantly as she searched the room for completed laundry. He stopped when he was certain she was too busy looking for her panties and bras to notice him. She was confused. They weren't in a hamper. They weren't in the washer. They weren't in the dryer. Her pretty face was frowning with concern, after all her cunt and breasts were bare under her robe! Ben wondered how he would convey to Hsu the sad news of her underwear. He could just show her the discarded panties and bras in the trash, but felt she needed a better explanation. Tony! He would call Tony! Ben went into the kitchen and dialed his roommates work number. "Hey, man, it's me." "What's up?" Tony answered. "I'm going to put Hsu on the phone in a minute. I need you to explain something for me." "What did you do now?" "I need you to tell her there was a bit of a laundry accident. Some of her clothes were ruined." "What? What kind of an accident?" "I mixed some of my dark clothes with her, uh, white stuff." "What did you ruin?" "Her panties. And her bras." "Uh, Did you do that on purpose?" "Yeah. Whoops!" "Cool! Awesome idea, man. Ok put her on." "Hold on. I want you to tell her that I'm sorry. And that I will replace what I ruined." "You're going to buy her underwear?" "That's the plan." "Oh, you are a bastard! I love it!" Ben walked towards the utility room. Hsu had gone back to her bedroom, perhaps thinking she never brought her underwear to the washer or that maybe Ben had returned them after drying. "Um, Hsu?" She looked at him, only because he made a sound. Ben tried to give a brief explanation, but he knew she wouldn't understand. He handed her the phone and stood back. The strange, exotic language that Hsu and Tony shared started coming from her lips quickly. She looked back at Ben with a universal look of anger as she received the news. She didn't address Ben, whether from anger, embarrassment, or futility he wasn't sure. She said something and then appeared to repeat it. She handed the phone back to Ben, barely looking at him. "She wants to see them, man." "What?" "She doesn't believe you. She thinks you took them to play a joke on her." "Ok, I'll show her." Ben led Hsu to the garage and the trash bin. He opened the lid and pointed to the soiled pair of panties sticking out of the garbage. Hsu said something that definitely sounded like swearing. She motioned for the phone, expressing displeasure in her native tongue to Tony. Ben watched as she looked back at her panties. Her face was really concerned now as she realized she had nothing to cover that tender area between her legs. Nothing to support her round Asian bosom. She did seem to quiet down a bit, however, as she listened further to Tony. He must be telling her that Ben would replace them. Ben wondered if she assumed he would just give her money. Of course, that wasn't the plan. Ben would do the shopping himself! Hsu seemed a little less upset as she returned to her room to choose her outfit for the day. "Put on a skirt..." Ben thought to himself as he imagined the spending the entire day trying to look up such attire to her uncovered pussy. Could she possibly pick out a flimsy or tight shirt? With no breast support, Ben knew he would constantly be scanning her chest for signs of nipple. Maybe he should turn the air conditioner to cooler temperature. Hsu emerged from her bedroom. No skirt, she was too smart for that. But there was nipple. Hsu owned only a few shirts. They were thin. Ben's cock grew as he pictured her frantically trying on her blouses, hoping one would be thick enough to conceal her soft, brown nipples. But none were. She was folding her arms as often as she could. She knew what was showing. But she couldn't fold them all the time. Not when she reached for something. Not when Ben started handing her items from around the house. Pictures, trinkets, magazines…. Anything that caused Hsu to outstretch her arms and make ever-so visible her two brown circles perched at the apex of her breasts. Making her move was just as fun, for even though Hsu was not large-breasted in an American sense, she had enough of a bosom to jiggle and bounce under her shirt. A bra would have prevented that, but now that she was bra-less, her breasts would have to move freely. Eyeing her breasts and crotch were activities Ben was eager to engage in for the entire time in which they were alone. But he still felt some duty to help her in this new land. Some sense of obligation to teach her, as best he could the ways of American speech. Hsu seemed quite bright. Bright and eager. But most importantly, bright and ignorant. She was eager to learn about her new home. She didn't have to wait for a class to start learning the language. Of course, maybe she was just eager to get Ben's attention from her body… Like the donut incident, Ben decided, with Tony's help, to teach her more words. The object he would use this time was a simple chocolate candy bar. Tony beat Lau home, and was as eager to playa s Ben was. "Pussy." Ben said, pointing to the bar. The word came nervously to his lips, but he was certain she couldn't know it. Hsu looked at him, not with a shock of disbelief, but with a curious, trying-to-understand stare. Ben again pointed to the candy bar. "Pussy." he said again. "Puh... puh... pussy!" Hsu spoke, pointing at the candy bar. Tony nodded. "Pussy! Pussy!" He repeated with enthusiasm. Hsu's shorts were so tight against her crotch. Ben wished it was that pussy he could lick. Now, to take the game further, Ben handed the candy bar to Hsu. "Rub my pussy." he indicated. Hsu had reached for the candy bar. Ben pulled it back. "Rub my pussy." he repeated. "Rub..." he exaggerated the handing of the candy bar. "My..." he pointed back to himself. "Pussy..." he pointed to the candy bar. He could see Hsu trying the words in her mind and with her mouth. A slight whisper came from her lips. Her eyes closed as she concentrated. "Rub my pussy?" she asked. Ben nodded, but repeated the offering. Hsu was game. "Rub my pussy!" she proclaimed proudly. She checked he understanding in Chinese with Tony, who was happy to inform her of her "correct" deduction. "Yes. Yes, I will rub your pussy." Ben smiled back at her with wide-open eyes. It was calling to him. He imagined it smelled and tasted as sweet as the candy bar he held in his hand. To lick the edges... to mouth the soft texture... to finger the hole... Ben's heart was pounding with his lessons. Hsu had asked him to rub her pussy. He knew she didn't know the meaning, but hearing her speak those words was incredible. More had to follow. He handed her the candy bar. She took a bite, and chewed it eagerly. "Good?" Ben asked. Hsu lifted her eyes. "Is it good? Do you have a good pussy?" Hsu was listening, of course not knowing his meaning. Ben made motions with his lips. To him they weren't candy bar-eating motions, they were pussy-eating motions. He smiled broadly and said "Goood.." long and loud. He pointed to Hsu's candy bar. "Good... pussy?" he asked. "Ah! Good pussy, good pussy!" she nodded up and down. "Good pussy…" Ben wriggled his tongue. Hsu giggled, and probably didn't even consider his flicking probe on her cunt. But it was all Ben and Tony could think about… Several days passed, and Hsu really looked she wanted to know when she could expect the money for her panties. But she didn't ask for it. The subject was too embarrassing to bring up. This, of course, was all part of the plan. Since the "accident," Hsu had chosen pants or long skirts to wear. He knew she had some short skirts. He knew she had some revealing shorts. She was avoiding wearing them because of her pussy. Somehow, it might "pop out" into plain view, or maybe she would shift in a seat and offer an all-too revealing glimpse of her legs. That's what Ben wanted. After the accident, he had Tony explain to Hsu that the washing machine was broken and that's what must have cause the ruined clothes.. Thus, she was unable to wash her safe pieces of attire. Before long, the short skirts and tight tops had to come out. Hsu wasn't altogether unclever, however. She knew her nipples were poking through her shirts. She knew the fullness of her breasts flopped around enticingly under her shirts. So she wore jackets. She had two plain suit-type jackets and a spring-type on as well. She was never without one. Ben was foiled in his chance to enjoy her nipples, but she had no such protection for her cunt. Even still, she was devious. Her legs never parted, except to walk. She sat almost ridiculously closed-legged, and looked awkward in her shifts of motion. But she was protecting her cunt, and protecting it well. Ben's eyes barely saw to her upper thigh, let alone the more desired spot. But all was not lost. After all, he had panties to buy… He had promised her he would replace her panties and bras, and he intended to carry through with some of that promise. Of course, the details of his plan were entirely of his making. No department store plain-old panties for Hsu. He went directly to the closest lingerie store to make his purchases. After returning home, he waited for Tony. He knew he might need his Chinese words to get the full course of events he had in mind. Otherwise, Hsu was likely to take her new underwear and disappear from view, and what good would that do? Ben gave Tony the basic gist of what he wanted, then the two approached Hsu with her new bag of treasure. Tony explained the items were for her, to make up for the undergarments Ben had ruined. Some women might have been excited by the gift. Or at least relieved that there feminine areas would have the support and concealment necessary to protect there modesty. But Hsu was instantly uneasy. It was quite clear that she wanted to take her replacement undergarments with a murmur of thanks and quickly put the incident behind them. "She says thanks." Hsu was already heading for her room as Tony translated her brief appreciation. "Uh, tell her to wait! Tell her it is an American custom to open gifts in front of the giver." Tony called her back, and explained her rudeness. Ben felt a little sorry for her. She was trying to protect her modesty. He was willing to bet even Lau hadn't purchased her underwear for her before, and she was especially uncomfortable receiving such a gift from a stranger. Hsu's face was a bit nervous, to be sure, as Ben led her into the family room. Tony giddily followed the two. Ben was already at full erection. Just buying the panties and picturing them against Hsu's cunt was exciting enough. To actually see them in her hands... to see the silk and satin smoothly flow and roll between her delicate fingers. "Tell her I am very sorry for the laundry accident and I hope this makes up for it." Tony passed along the message. Hsu looked at Ben, not with a glance of thanks but a tense look of "let's get this over with." She sat down on the couch and opened the bag. Ben had each pair neatly wrapped in colored tissue paper. He didn't want her to quickly flip through them and then be off to her room. He wanted to see each shimmering piece unfold from its dress. He wanted to see each expression of Hsu's face as she held her panties in her hands. What he really wanted to see was each pair pressed tightly against her cunt and ass, peeking out from a short skirt or unveiled from behind a long dress or pants. He would have to work on that later. Hsu took the first set in hand and undid the tissue paper. She looked quickly at the undergarment she was supposed to wear. Ben didn't even have a chance to see which panties she had opened before she tucked it into the bag. Ben didn't need to say a word to Tony. He was already explaining to Hsu that she had to hold her gifts aloft and express her appreciation for each one. Anything less was a sever insult to the giver. Hsu nervously reached into the bag and re-took the first pair into her hands. She unfolded the paper, and help up a shiny silver thong. It looked so small, so skimpy. Yet in Hsu's hands, it seemed that it would cover far too much of her wonderful body. Ben wondered how much hair covered her pussy, and if any would be visible from the panties. He wondered how the silver would look against the complexion of her skin. How prettily the panties would pull taut as she would spread her legs beneath him... Tony was no speechless. Hsu was speechless from the discomfort of compromised modesty, the men were speechless from the discomfort of trapped erections and shortness of breath. Hsu quickly moved the next set. A fuller panty… a brilliant red with little ties at the hips. Ben couldn't resist the image of red against Asian skin. He had a clear picture of her in mind as he selected those. Her body half-concealed by a draped-on red robe. Her feet comforted by red high heels. No bra... Hsu's breasts were not meant to be hidden by clothing, but to be exposed for their perky beauty to always be seen. Hsu actually seemed to like the next pair. They were white, almost frilly. They were sexy, but not obviously so. Perhaps Ben selected them because they kept part of her modesty intact, and seeing her reaction to them, he knew this was so. A pair of silk black panties and finally ones of gold satin rounded out the entire purchase. But Hsu still searched the bag. Something was missing. Ben smiled happily as he knew what she was looking for: bras. Her breasts were to remain as uncovered as possible. She would have to allow her nipples to poke through more than normal and jiggly deliciously in her blouses until she had the money to buy her own. But just to give her a story, he instructed Tony to explain he didn't have enough money to buy her bras yet, but would very soon. She wasn't altogether happy with the situation, but still managed a Chinese thank you and headed for her room. Tony spoke again. he said something that made Hsu's face freeze, and Ben wondered what it was. She offered an argument of some kind, and a face nearly ready to burst into tears, but Tony was calm and assured in his voice. "What are you saying to her?" Ben asked. "I told her she has to try them on... for us..." He said the "us' with a fiendish grin and particular delight. Ben had that idea already, but felt Hsu would never do it. She would draw the line there, he was certain. She looked really upset. She knew the sexiness of her new attire. She knew the thoughts it would put into the bodies of the men in the room, and perhaps she gained some fears with that. Could she know how much they wanted her? Could she fear that this too much, that they would try to rape her. Tony started to grow insistent. Ben imagined the argument. "This man has put you up in his house for free. He has replaced the clothing of yours that he destroyed. Now you won't even show him how much you appreciate his help and his gifts?" Hsu didn't want to do it. She didn't want to stand in front of two men in sexy underwear. Again, Ben felt sorry for her. But she wasn't his guest for no reason. "I guess she doesn't like them..." his voice was extra-laden with sadness. A tone any language could understand. Tony played it up. He wove a atmosphere of guilt that wore down Hsu's reserve. "Tell her she can keep her skirt on. She can just lift it up." Tony told her, and she seemed to unhappily agree. A few seconds of flashing, then she could cover herself again. She had so brilliantly concealed her cunt from his view once forced to wear her skirts. He would see that skirt raised, even if her pussy was still dressed. Hsu picked up the bag. "Here, have her put them on here." Ben instructed. Within moments, a compliant Hsu was pulling up the white pair. It seemed meant for her legs. Ben watched in awe as Hsu lifted her left leg and slid her foot through the hole. Her skirt, of course, gave some ground, but not enough to see her exposed cunt. But still, her hair flowed across her jiggling breasts. Her leg became more exposed, and an incredibly sexy pair of panties was shimmying up her body. With both feet through the holes, she wriggled enticingly as she pulled the underwear to its destination. She didn't even look at herself doing it. Her eyes were focused ahead. Her skirt was draped over her hands as she adjusted for the best position. Where was her cunt? God, they wanted to see her cunt. Once in place, Hsu firmed up her body and stood square to the two admirers. Then, she lifted her skirt. Ben was certain she chose the white ones because they were a little less sexy, and covered a little more of her body. But he had hope she wouldn't notice once quality, one thing about them that made them so appealing: they were sheer. Samaritan Arrangement Hsu didn't even look at herself. She didn't bother to see how she was displaying, in beautiful magnificent glory, her cunt pressed tightly against the white fabric. Ben wanted to fuck her right then and there, but the sight was too overwhelming. he could clearly see the ridges of her pussy lips, and see that she shaved. Her perfect, tight little shaved pussy was had lost its secrets of appearance to him save the exact color of the skin.. He wanted to make her wet, to see the fabric clinging against her smooth cunt as it waited for sex. Or maybe his tongue... he spared but a glance to examine the length of her legs. the slender, long legs that defined smooth and exotic. The light bouncing of them , the tapering shape to her knees... the fond road to travel to that prefect looking pussy... Hsu dropped the skirt. The faint amount of wind tickled the men's hardened cocks, and made them year to be inside the splendor they had just seen. Hsu went through each pair, though without the exact same impact as the first. In her last grasp for modesty, she had revealed more then she cared. The silver thong was last, as it was the most suggestive of sex. The thin silver streak between her legs was maddening, but it still hid her cunt. Ben never realized he could be so turned on by a girl protecting her remaining innocence. As Ben watched the Asian beauty, he knew he couldn't wait any longer. He knew he couldn't hold back his desire. He got up, and went to a second bag he had concealed behind a chair. He reached in, and pulled out a shiny, silver tube top. "Now she has to try on this." He told Tony. Tony gave Hsu the command. She immediately clutched her chest. She did not want to bare her breasts. "Tell her she can go to her room to change." Ben instructed. After Tony told her, Hsu ran out of the room before another command could be issued to her. Ben instructed Tony to go buy bras, explaining they would enjoy a similar show with her breasts. That wasn't really true. The images of underwear-clad Hsu were boiling in his body, madding his brain. His cock was raging with desire, and hew knew he had to be inside her. Tony had to leave. After had did, Ben walked towards Hsu's bedroom. Ben opened the bedroom door. Hsu had been slow to change into the alluring top. She had removed her shirt, but had yet to put on the new piece of clothing. She was bare-breasted. Hsu heard the door behind her. She screeched as Ben saw her cover her breasts. She started to turn to him, but knew he would still see too much. Instead, she jumped on the bed. She kept her arms and hands over her breasts, yelling something in Chinese that was probably something along the lines of "What re you doing? Get out of here! Don't you knock?" Ben was frozen in her doorway. He was powerless to break his gaze from Hsu's body. Her flesh was so perfect, so creamy. Her was jiggling as the bed slowed its bouncing. She had changed into the white panties he picked out for her. They were cut well up her leg, and squeezed with the smallest amount of fabric between the lobes of her ass. Hsu was turned her head as best she could over her shoulder, screaming what must have meant "Get out! Get out!" The sunlight appeared to be caressing her back. The reflections of light on her Asian skin promised a smoothness beyond compare. Ben knew, at that moment, he wanted to rub his penis up and down her body. He wanted to start at her ass, hump the small of her back, then slide it up until her felt her hard shoulder blades underneath. Then -- oh God -- he noticed a glimpse of her right breast. her elbow was pulled tightly against it, guarding against a view of her nipple, but the distinct roundness of her breast as it curved away from her chest was visible between her side and her arm. Hsu looked down for a second as if she was hoping to pull a blanket over he nakedness. But she was on top of all the covers. To slip inside, she would have to pull her arms away and fully expose her breasts. Ben didn't know what to do. He felt sorry for her as she pleaded with him to leave. She was so vulnerable, so embarrassed. An American woman would be modest maybe, but not come so close to tears over the situation. She would yell, but not whimper. That's what Hsu was doing. Her anger was gone and now she was begging. She must feel so totally humiliated, Ben thought. And he did feel guilty for that. But he couldn't leave. How could he? She was so beautiful. So meek and for some purposes innocent. She was sexually involved with her husband, but wasn't sexual active. Ben wanted her so bad. He at least wanted to see her breasts. If he could only talk to her, and tell her his compromise. If he could just get her to show him her breasts, he would leave. And her pussy. Ben knew he had to see all of her or he wouldn't be satisfied. His lust and desire were growing so strong, he knew he needed to see her titties and her tight, pink pussy. He had to see her! And damn, he had to feel her! She had to let him rub her breasts... suck on them.. kiss them.... He took a step toward her. He wasn't letting the word into his mind. He wasn't admitting what he was going to do. He wouldn't think that word... Rape. He stopped. He did think it. He did want to do it. He wanted to rape Hsu. He wanted to jump on her and fuck her right where she was. He would grab her tits and ram his cock into her as it wedged in between her panties. Hsu was crying. She knew now that Ben wasn't leaving because he liked looking at her. He liked seeing her naked. She was crying because she knew that this wouldn't be the last time if she stayed in this house. But she had to stay in this house, where else could she and her husband go? She had begged him to leave. To please stop. But he ignored her. But that was in Chinese! He couldn't understand! Maybe he was in here because he was trying to understand what she was saying. It was a long shot, but she had to try one last time to get him to leave. She thought back to the day before, hoping she could remember the sounds Tony taught her to respond to his tickles. She had wanted him to stop, and he did. But he understood her Chinese request. What were those sounds he told her that meant the same thing in English? She remembered.. She turned to Ben and opened her eyes to her most pleading fullest. "Fuck me." Ben froze, but didn't leave. hose were the sounds, right? She was sure those were they words t make him leave her alone. "Fuck me?" she said again. "Fuck me!!!" she yelled as he still didn't move. Ben jumped. He knew she wasn't meaning what she said. As he landed on the bed and reached for her breasts he knew this wasn't what she meant. Hsu was caught by surprise. She wasn't fast enough to keep Ben's hands from slipping between her arms and finding her breasts. He had to fuck her. He had to. She had asked him too. The words, oh those words coming from her pretty lips! The words coming from this beautifully exquisite Chinese woman who was lying flat on a bed in nothing but her panties. "Fuck me." she had said. "Fuck me!" Hsu was screaming. She was trying to get away but Ben had mounted her by now. She was pinned underneath him, unable to even keep his hands from groping her breasts and squeezing her nipples. She felt his erection rubbing on her back. She knew she was going to be fucked. She didn't want to think the word, the Chinese word that more accurately described what was happening. The Chinese word for rape. Ben was kissing her. His mouth was pressing against her shoulders and neck as she squirmed underneath him. She needed help. Maybe someone could her screams. maybe someone would come to her rescue. Tony had taught her the English words for "Help me." Se had to scream them as loud as she could. "Hump me! Hump me! Hump me!" she screamed. Her voice was pleading, and cracking with tears. Ben's hips started bucking as he heard her words. Ben knew Tony had told her incorrect words for "Help me." He liked this version much better. Even if she had known the proper phrases "please stop," "help me," or "leave me alone" Ben knew he was fucking Hsu. He had to. His desire to see her naked breasts was overcoming him. He had been feeling them and her nipples, but had yet to actually gaze on her uncovered chest. He pulled on Hsu, and she offered little resistance to being turned over. Their eyes met for the first time since he waked in on her. She no longer possessed a look a look of fear or anger. Her eyes were still wet with tears, but she now showed acceptance. Without words, English or Chinese, the two of them exchanged the situation. Hsu and her husband could stay here, free of charge, so long as let Ben put his penis in her. Hsu relaxed into the bed, no longer looking at Ben or moving. She would let him do what he wanted, but she wouldn't help. Ben looked at her breasts. They were overwhelmingly beautiful. They were full, round, and firm. Her brown nipples poked innocently into the air with a sexuality Hsu didn't seem to want. Ben took the now freely offered breasts into his hands and felt them slowly. He watched as fingers squeezed her Asian flesh, and felt his body grow numb as the smooth texture and softness of Hsu's skin overran his senses. He brushed her hair from her right nipple, and moved his lips to the poking circle. Hsu took a breath as his tongue spread on her tit. The action pushed both breasts firmly against Ben's cheeks. Hsu's hands moved. Without looking at herself or at Ben, she moved her hands to her waist. She was pulling down her panties. She was bang her cunt for Ben to fuck, knowing that the sooner he came in her, the sooner this would be over -- this time, anyway. Ben continued to suckle at her breast a moment, then realized she was further undressing herself. he looked down. Half her pussy was visible, as that was all she could manage to expose by wriggling her panties down. It was enough. The merest glimpse of Hsu's opening, her tight little cunt between her legs, make Ben's cock scream to penetrate her. He stood up and began fumbling with his pants. He knew Hsu would behave and not try to get away. She remained motionless As Ben worked to bare the cock that would fuck her. He wanted to ram her good. He wanted his pants and underwear completely off so he could spread his legs and drive fully into her. Hsu was still looking at the ceiling, ready to feel her cunt penetrated as a surprise. she didn't want to look. She didn't want to see it happen. She didn't... Ben was caught off guard by Hsu's' reaction. He was stroking his cock, just about to push it in when she looked. Her eyes were so wide! They were staring right at his dick, as wide as if she had just seen something completely amazing. She didn't seem frightened… she didn't seem worried... It was his nine inches! Of course! Suddenly Ben remembered Asian men were rumored to be a little light on the endowment size. True or not, he knew he was bigger than many American men. Hsu had never seen a cock this big! She was captivated by it. Her look conveyed a sense of pure wonder and curiosity, as if she never imagined a man's penis could get so big. She touched it! She was touching him! Just with her fingertips, she had reached and touched part of his cock -- perhaps expecting it not to be real. She looked up at Ben as if he had some enlightening explanation. Ben took her hand and guided up and down his shaft. Hsu readily allowed this light masturbation. She seemed to intent on its reality and magnitude to remember he was having his way with her. But for Ben, this was too much to bear. The touch of Hsu's hand on his cock forced a loud moan from him. His body rose as her hand glided over the head. He had to fuck her now, or he would cum in her face. He pushed his cock and her hand down. He pushed them between Hsu's legs. Hsu gasped slightly as she the size of his cock compared to the size of her opening. Ben said, "Oh my God." he worked his tip just inside her panties. It brushed against her cunt. The smooth and hairy texture overwhelmed him. His body took over. Ben pushed Hsu down. Her body fell back into the bed. her hips rose slightly and Ben yank her panties down the rest of the way. He jumped on her, driving his cock inside her with the same motion. "Aghhh!" he groaned as a second thrust took him the rest of the way in. She was tight, but silky smooth. Hsu's body flinched. Her tiny mouthed screamed a sound he had never heard. It conveyed at once the intense pain his oversized cock caused her and the unequaled pleasure as well. Hsu gave up voluntary control of her body. Her arms fell to her sides as Ben's cock plunged inside her, rocking her up and down the bed. Her cunt lifted slightly as he pulled out -- even his quick thrusts couldn't easily slip out of her tight cunt. Ben was without thought. His body was in complete control as it humped Hsu with all its passion. Her sounds of sex were surreal and meaningless. No English, no cliché's of "Oh, god!" or "Yes!" Maybe they were the Chinese equivalents, but her vibrating, fluctuating voice carried the simplest of purposes through Ben's body. Fucking. He was fucking Hsu. That beautiful, dark woman was receiving him. Her tiny little body was underneath him. Her wet, slippery pussy was absorbing him. Ben fell on her, feeling all of her that e could. He felt her body tremble as he entered her. Her felt her breasts rise with breath. He felt her quickened heart racing inside her. Her whole body was a warm sheen of smoothness pressed against him both comforting and exciting his own flesh. Fucking her was like a drug where any action could be understood and recognized. Ruining her panties... walking in her undressing, sleeping with her clothes... they all seemed like natural, logical events so long as he fucked Hsu. Fucking her at any cost, whether it meant the ruin of her marriage or even the rape of her body. Ben came in Hsu in a serious of quick thrusts accompanied by a long, continuous moan. If the action would mean death, he would have gladly accepted his fate. Seeing his sperm drip out of Hsu's vagina made noble the destiny that would follow. Hsu continued to rub herself after Ben collapsed beside her. The fucking hurt her, there was no doubt of that. Her pussy was alive with throbbing and tingling, but her fingers inside her seemed nonexistent after taking Ben's cock. She reached over to it, caressing it with an intention to revive it. She looked at Ben's eyes, muttering something with an incredibly seductive tone. "Big cock." Ben said grabbing his dick. "Big cock." Hsu repeated with a smile. She rubbed her self in front of him, indicating her desire to be fucked again. Hsu's naked body, her willingness, and her bouncing tits were easily up to the task of reviving his erection. But now he didn't have to move. Hsu slid on top of him, impaling herself on his penis, and moved her body to her own perfect rhythm. She held her breasts as she rode him, uttering sounds that resembled singing more than speech. Her eyes rolled back in her head. A motionless Ben watched Hsu's body open-mouthed. He watched, as if under a spell, her cunt stretch and fold over his penis as she moved onto it. It felt so good inside her, and looked so majestic as it slid out of her, glistening with her juice. She leaned forward on him and began circling her hips while he was still buried inside her. He felt her pussy grab hold of him with an unbelievable squeeze and carry his cock in her circled motion. His whole penis started burning with pleasure as Hsu's hair and breasts rubbed against his chest. Hsu was uttering a long continuous sound. Not a moan, but more like an elongated sigh. Her hips began vibrating up and down faster than Ben thought possible. The action tickled the head of his penis. All his lust shot into his tip with a force that seemed likely to explode. His mouth and eyes opened wide as sensation took over. He came again, perhaps this time with an even greater force than the first time. his sperm shot into her in long, steady spurts. His penis slipped out and fired the rest of its load onto her stomach. Both exhausted bodies grew still shortly after that. They were naked together for an hour, barely awake with the thoughts of their new situation. Hsu had her home and knew it was secure with the arrangement. Ben had Hsu to fuck whenever he wanted with this new arrangement. The best thing was, both wouldn't have had it any other way. There was no tension at the breakfast table the next day. Hsu entered with a smile for Ben. A warm smile! And she no longer attempted to pull her robe shut. In fact, it was a different robe! This one Ben hadn't yet seen! It was silk ,a shiny pink, and barely reached down below her waist. The only tie was just above the hem, and Hsu incredibly enough had come close to tying it tight enough to prevent a long, exposed "V" from forming and exposing a surprising amount of her chest. She giddily floated about the kitchen, and set about preparing waffles for the household. Ben tried to look away from her for fear Lau might catch his appreciating gaze, but couldn't help steal ample looks and her incredible body. Hsu served the breakfast with cheery flair to her husband and Tony, then brought a plate to Ben. Ben looked at his waffle, then looked back up at Hsu. He did it again, undoubtedly causing some confusion in the breakfast participants. The waffle looked good, but the shiny, silky robe hanging just below her waist was a more tempting sight. But he took the waffle and began to enjoy his breakfast. Hsu still needed to make one for herself, so she returned to the countertop for just a few minutes more. Lau finished first and rather quickly. After smiling to his roommates, he headed for the bathroom. Tony still sat next to Ben, unaware of the previous evenings sexual activities. Hsu had finished her waffle, and moved to the table. Ben set down his fork and turned to Hsu. He stopped her. He carefully took on of the flaps in hand and lifted it up and to the side. Hsu was wearing the red panties Ben had bough for her. Liking what he saw, Ben dropped the flap and moved his hands to the robe ties. After all, he had already undressed her, seen her breasts, touched them, and sucked them. What did she have to hide now? The result was a nice, loose robe that offered a plunging view of her chest that Ben would never tire of. And, in this case, it just made the robe quicker to remove. Her breasts came into view. Tony hadn't noticed the revealing of Hsu's panties. But Ben's sucking of Hsu's nipple was too hard to ignore. So was the finger inside her panties and inside her cunt. "Holy shit!" Tony's eyes were wide. At first, he thought Ben had attacked Hsu, and was feeling her up against her will. But Hsu's face and mouth were alight with appreciation. She wanted to fuck him. The sound of a toilet flushing quickly pulled Ben's finger from her pussy and his mouth from her nip. Hsu hurriedly closed her robe and sat down at the table. Tony looked at Ben with awe. Ben smiled devilishly back, and wiped the saliva from his lip. "You're fucking her!" Tony exclaimed the moment they were alone. "As of last night." "You fucking bastard! How was she? God she is so hot!" "Fucking incredible, man. Unbelievable. Juts thinking about it makes me want to fuck her again. Her cunt is so tight…" "How did I happen? How did you convince her?" Ben gave a somewhat altered history of the events. He didn't want to tell Tony he was in the middle of raping her when she happened to see his cock. He said he walked in on her changing, saw her mostly naked, and she was mortified with embarrassment. To make up for it, he took of his own clothes and came back in the room. The sight of his cock was all she needed… "What about me? Can I fuck her?"