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Young asian teen sex



Description: A young Asian Player (aZiaN PLaYa in street slang) lusting after and screwing the different Asian hotties in his life.


Chapter 1

Jenny Lin was perfect. She was beautiful, intelligent, great sense of humor, etc; very cliché, but in her case, very true. We made a cute couple and I was the luckiest guy in the world to be dating her throughout High School.

While they cautioned me against prematurely believing a High School romance would last forever, even my parents approved of Jenny. She was at the top of her academic class and wanted to go to Medical School. She was polite and deferential with her elders. And most importantly, she came from a respectable Taiwanese-American family and spoke flawless Mandarin.

Of course, none of that really mattered to me. I saw her pretty face, bright eyes and sleek hair. I saw her perfect breasts and silky smooth skin. And she happened to have a wonderful personality.

Of course, like all perfect girls, she was studious and had her own strong sense of morals. She didn't want to have sex before marriage. But we were a young couple in love. In many ways, we were far more mature than our age, but teenage hormones are a powerful force.

Jenny and I would make out on a regular basis, and after a year she would let me move my hands underneath her shirt. A year after that I got my fingers into her panties, and Jenny experienced her first orgasm from another person. She still didn't want to have sex, but she decided that maybe she would when she knew she was with "the one." She would wait until she got engaged.

Progress is progress. I kept pressing, and by our Senior year we would be getting fully naked, rubbing our bodies against each other and toying with the line between sex and chastity. Jenny learned to give me handjobs, and I delighted in giving her incredible orgasms with my tongue and fingers. She even began to give me tentative blowjobs. But full intercourse was the line that she would never cross.

I got a stretch limo for our Senior Prom, and after the dance ended and we were heading home, Jenny and I found ourselves making out in the back seat, all alone on one of the most romantic nights of our lives. Our tongues sparred with each other, mirroring the battle going on between our legs: attack, defend, retreat, attack again.

Jenny had worn a thong to hide the panty-line in her dress, and I'd slipped my fingers past the thin strip of cloth and was thrusting two fingers inside her velvet pussy. She moaned into my mouth while her fingers opened up my tuxedo pants and wrapped around my throbbing erection.

Suddenly, she gripped my rod tightly and her body trembled as an orgasm swept through her. She wailed out into our kiss and I felt my mind racing into overdrive. I maneuvered us until Jenny's hips were at the edge of the seat, and she was reclining back into the plush cushions, still in the throes of ecstasy.

I split her legs and lifted the hem of her dress up, and leaning over Jenny's unresisting body I positioned my hips at her entrance, lining up my erection with her still spasming nether lips. This was the moment. Grasping her narrow waist in my hands, I aimed and pushed forwards.

Dammit! At the last moment, Jenny's brain fought through her orgasm and caught up with what we were doing. She'd turned her hips and my pecker butted into her thigh, and then she was mumbling a desperate "no..." and pressing me away.

Dejected, I pulled up, extremely frustrated at having come so close to deflowering my beautiful girlfriend. But she was immediately apologetic and her hands wrapped around my shaft, tugging and caressing the object of her fear and desire.

I let Jenny turn us over until I was reclining back and now my butt was at the edge of the seat. She knelt on the floor before me and pulled my pants down to my ankles, then leaned down and sucked my rod into her mouth. Hopefully a blowjob would satisfy my burning lust.

I groaned happily feeling the sensations of her warm tongue and soft lips on my sensitive skin. Jenny did not resist when I slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders, and she moved her hands to help pull the dress below her bosom and let me stare at her tits while she continued blowing me.

Then she brought both hands back to my shaft, stroking and gripping in time with her licks. She brought as much determination and focus to her work on me as she would to any academic project. It was a pure matter of pride for her to be the very best at pleasing me, and I was enjoying the results of her handiwork (and mouth-work).

I felt the coiling pressure in my balls get more and more intense, pleasure shooting through me until I reached the boiling point. Jenny's eyes would flicker up to me every now and again, and when my face tightened into a grimace and I groaned out, she took me deeply into her mouth and started jacking my shaft quickly.

I exploded into Jenny's mouth, and she was swallowing everything I had to give her. When my hips started pumping with each jet of cum, she squeezed rhythmically with each pump and coaxed every drop out of me.

I sighed, happily, and sank into the leather cushions. Jenny fixed her dress, and then joined me on the seat, cuddling with me and kissing me tenderly. We rode the rest of the way in quiet bliss, just enjoying each other's company.

We shared a long kiss at her front door when I dropped her off, and then it was time for me to return home.

"FUCK!" I screamed out in frustration once I'd reached the relative safety of the limousine.

The entire house was quiet and dark when I finally returned. I went up to my room briefly, undressing down to my undershirt and pants. Then, barefoot, I went back downstairs and padded through the hallways until I came to a familiar door in the far corner of the house. I opened it quietly and tiptoed to the bed in the corner of the room. The female figure stirred a little when I lifted the covers and slid inside. I spooned in my body behind her, wrapping my arm around to cup a full breast, wonderfully firm with youth, and I pressed my erection against her butt.

Pei-Hua awoke more fully when my hand slipped underneath her panties and I started rubbing at her pussy. Soon, she was fully awake and turned onto her back. I paused to remove my clothes and drop them next to the bed. She dragged off her panties and then I moved back under the blanket, lying on top of her and settling my hips over her wet pussy.

Pei-Hua opened her legs, and as I stared into her eyes I positioned my hips at her entrance, pressing the head of my erection into the folds of her nether lips. Grasping her narrow waist in my hands, I pushed forwards, sinking myself into her welcoming wet tunnel.

I groaned in happy satisfaction, and leaned down to kiss Pei-Hua while my shaft drilled deeper and deeper into her body, finally coming to rest when it nudged up against her womb. I reached down to pull the hem of her shirt up to her neck, baring her round bosom to my gaze and my lips, and we began the gentle rhythm of sex.

I pumped into Pei-Hua's body while she wrapped her legs around my lower back, her whimpers urging me on. I watched her pretty face contorting in pleasure. Already, I was addicted to that sight. It gave me such a rush of power to see a woman's face blossoming before me.

I lowered my hands to Pei-Hua's hips, pulling her hips tightly against me with each thrust while she bucked back at me, and soon she threw her head back against the pillow, squeezing her eyes shut as she cried out her climax.

I was only a few moments behind her, and then I was unleashing a torrent of sperm into Pei-Hua's still shuddering pussy. We thrashed on the bed together, the blankets askew, until finally our orgasms subsided and I collapsed onto her sweaty body.

We kissed tenderly, and then I pulled out and got off the bed. I collected my clothes while she pulled the blanket over her naked body and watched me dress. I gave her a last smile before I went through the door and headed back to my own room.

Pei-Hua and I never even said a word.

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My dad owned a very successful Import/Export company. As an only child to wealthy Taiwanese parents, I was raised in a rather privileged lifestyle, spoiled completely. We had a large home in a wealthy Asian neighborhood. I never had to do chores or learn to take care of myself; we had several servants to do that for us.

Our house was run by a woman called Mrs. Peng who had been working for my family for many years. She barely spoke any English, but when her husband died, my mom brought her and her daughter from Taiwan. From the time I was 5 years old, Ms. Peng was my surrogate mother, the woman who raised me and disciplined me. My real mother was more concerned with social gossip and interior decoration.

Mrs. Peng's daughter was three years older than me, the big sister I never had. She would always look after me, but I never doubted that we were different. I would run around and play and waste my time after school. She went to school as well and started to learn English, but afterwards she had chores and other servant duties. My parents would spirit me away on exotic vacations to other countries. Mrs. Peng and her daughter would stay and take care of the house. They lived to serve us.

I enjoyed my privileged life, getting all the toys I wanted and forgetting them just as easily. This was the way my world worked. By the time I was 15 I had begun to understand how the outside world worked as well. I was a popular kid growing up in affluent private schools, and a top tennis player. I was good looking and had my charm, and I threw the biggest parties. I also knew how to sneak beers out from under Mrs. Peng's nose. Respect and honor were demanded for my parents, elders, and teachers. But beyond that I could do whatever the hell I wanted.

I was 15 when I became a freshman in High School, and thus met Jenny Lin, she of the perfect face and sweet disposition. I was in love already. She laughed at my jokes, and soon we were eating lunch together every day. We dated in groups of friends, and for a while I was completely satisfied with my existence. I had it all.

But that year was also the year I first really learned about sex. Sex was word, a physical behavior academically understood from Human Growth classes and the Discovery Channel. But that was the year my hormones kicked in and I realized how much a girl's physical body would set my heart racing and a pang of desire in my gut. It was the year I discovered masturbation and the relief, if not joy, it brought me.

It was also the year I found out how far servants would go for their masters.

Mrs. Peng's daughter, Pei-Hua, was 18 now, and a Senior at my High School. She had her license and would shuttle me back and forth to school with her for that entire year.

One day, we drove home to find my father's BMW in the driveway. I was curious to see him, but Mrs. Peng jabbered at me in Mandarin, calling me into the kitchen for an after school snack.

I wolfed down the noodles she provided, and then she ordered me into my room to do homework. Like a good Taiwanese boy, I obeyed and headed for the stairs. But as I was passing my father's study, I heard an odd grunt waft out from behind the door. I stopped briefly, and then noticed that the door itself was slightly ajar.

My curiosity got the best of me, and I went to peer through the crack, kneeling on the floor. My father was in his office chair, rotated sideways and staring at the side wall, eyes unseeing. The heavy oak desk shielded me from seeing anything else. He grunted again and I felt the urge to go in and see what was going on.

But he did not look like he wanted to be disturbed and looked perfectly healthy, so I stood up to leave. But when I got up I was able to see over the top of the desk and now saw a black-haired head bobbing up and down in my father's lap.

Wide-eyed, I pressed closer to the crack to see as much as possible. It was then that the head suddenly rose up and I saw Pei-Hua's pretty face come into view. She didn't say a word but let my father guide her until she was leaning over the desk, her chest flat on its surface with her butt pointed back towards my father.

In the past few years, Pei-Hua had really grown up into that rarest of Asian beauties, the tall Asian with big tits. At 5'10", she would be taller than me for two more years and she had curves most Asian women could only dream of despite her slender frame. Her huge breasts (I'd later find out they were firm D-cups) squished pleasantly against the wood desktop. A tiny waist tapered out into a curvy hips and a drum-tight ass. And that gorgeous ass was something my father was salivating over.

He slid her jeans and panties to the floor, and then I had only a brief glimpse of his erection before he thrust his hips forwards and Pei-Hua let out a quiet shriek.

My own penis was harder than it had ever been in my life, and I stared, entranced as my father pulled back and then settled into a comfortable stroking motion. My mind went completely blank except for one thought: My father was actually having SEX with Pei-Hua.

Pei-Hua only made little moans as he fucked her, her eyes squeezing shut every now and again before she would open them and stare at whatever happened to be in front of her as her upper body slid back and forth a few inches with every push. But then her eyes flickered up for just a brief moment, and after a moment they locked onto mine. I had been discovered.

She gasped, but did not say anything, merely watching me for a few seconds while I watched her. The panic overtook me then and I fled to my room.

I sat on my bed, memory rewinding and replaying the scene before me. I had talked about sex with my guy friends, knew the concept of a blowjob. However, the words were thoroughly insufficient for the adrenaline rush of seeing it before me. My hands dipped inside of my shorts, and thumbing the crown I was soon pumping my own shaft as I repeated the scene in my head.

When I was done, I lay back on my bed. I had to find out more.

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That first year with Jenny was happy and innocent. I dreamt about sex, but warnings from my parents and Mrs. Peng kept me grounded. I wasn't old enough to drive a car, let alone risk making a girl pregnant.

Instead, Jenny and I learned to kiss and fondle outside each other's clothing. Sometimes I would fantasize about her, but in general, I was a good kid, if a bit spoiled and demanding.

Pei-Hua and I had an unspoken agreement between us. We never mentioned it to each other or to anyone else, but we both knew that I was aware of her sexual activities with my father. It almost became a little game of sorts. Every so often, she would leave the door to my father's study or to my father's bedroom cracked open, and I would watch them. She always positioned herself so that my father could not tell. But sometimes she would even position herself so that I could see everything, giving her audience the best possible view. I think it turned her on even more to know that I was watching. But this was never said. Many things in our lives are never said.

For example, I quickly discovered that both my mother and all of the servants were aware of my father's extra-curricular activities. Sometimes it would be Mrs. Peng cleaning up the mess after my father was done as he had a thing for shooting off all over Pei-Hua's body. My mother and father always had separate bedrooms, and my mother never commented when Pei-Hua and my father would disappear into his bedroom for an hour at a time.

One time, before I was able to sneak a peek, my mother noticed the door was cracked open while Pei-Hua and my father were audibly screwing inside, and she closed the door discreetly before continuing along her way. Another time, when I was supposed to be asleep, my father came home late with another woman's lipstick on his neck. And still another time I caught him fucking one of the other maids of the house. This didn't even include his frequent trips to Taiwan on business and whatever physical pleasures lay there.

All of this went unsaid. And I came to accept this as the normal existence of men and women. As long as the family prospered, money and food were provided; this house and everyone in it belonged to my father.

I was expected to grow up and take over the family business. This was how my life would be when I became an adult.

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It was my sixteenth birthday when Jenny first let me under her bra. The birthday party was in full swing, supervised by various parents but still a great deal of fun. My mother, Mrs. Peng, and Pei-Hua were scurrying about providing for all the guests along with nearly all of the other servant staff. Jenny and I decided to slip into my bedroom for a discreet makeout session. We kissed passionately and happily, and soon my erection was tenting in my pants. Jenny rubbed her hand over my crotch, outlining its shape. I begged her to go inside, but she apologized and I didn't want to push her.

My parents had already given me my new car: a lowered, chrome-rimmed, rice rocket of an Acura Integra. But then Jenny offered me an even better birthday present. She locked my bedroom door and then lifted her blouse over her head. I was already gasping in shock when she reached behind her back and I heard the clasp come undone. She removed the bra quickly, almost embarrassed, and looked down at the floor. I just reached my arms out to her and let her come and hug me before we fell back onto my bed.

I reveled in feeling her hard nipples pressing against my chest before Jenny kissed me and whispered in my ear. "You can touch them."

Eagerly, I rolled her onto her back where the soft, still undeveloped globes sank down until they almost seemed flat against her chest. I touched the soft skin, and couldn't resist tasting them. She giggled as my lips apparently were ticklish, but I sucked like a baby on her gentle swells and tongued at her nipples.

I kissed Jenny on her lips and then we enjoyed the simple pleasures of kissing once again, my fingers unwilling to leave her breasts. That was a nice birthday.

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The next academic year, Pei-Hua started going to the local community college while still working for us. Our unspoken voyeurism continued, and every now and again my fantasies turned away from my girlfriend and to the beautiful servant girl living under my own roof.

On some level it was all surreal. One moment Pei-Hua was serving tea to Jenny and me while we lounged by the backyard pool, or she'd be vacuuming my bedroom. The next moment I'd find her aerobically shagging my father on the carpet.

For my seventeenth birthday, Jenny and I snuck away and were getting even further sexually, but it was what happened after Jenny had left that stuck in my mind. I was fingering Jenny's pussy, plunging fingers inside and tickling her clit. Jenny had a quiet orgasm, but she left me alone to finish myself off. We had been upstairs for quite a while, and she wanted to get back downstairs before our guests started gossiping about us.

She was going out the door when I groaned loudly in my frustration, and lay back on the bed. She'd closed the door behind her, and I extracted my hardness from my pants, gripping and tugging half in arousal and half in frustrated need.

My mind flashed to the pants of arousal and the expression on Jenny's face when she climaxed. Nothing thrilled me more than seeing her completely at the mercy of my ministrations and the sensations that I was responsible for. Sighing, I closed my eyes to enjoy the experience. Unbidden, a different vision then came to mind. Only days before, just hours before his flight to Taiwan, my father had fucked Pei-Hua doggy style on her bed. They were profiled to me sideways, so I could see Pei-Hua's large breasts swinging back and forth, the grunts and moans filling the room.

I sighed again, but not loud enough to cover the quiet bang coming from my doorway. I opened my eyes in surprise, and saw Pei-Hua staring at me with a hungry expression. Her eyes seemed to be glowing, staring down at my body and holding my attention such that I forgot my bare hand was still gripping my equally bare cock.

"Don't stop," she breathed in Mandarin, then pulled my desk chair out and sat down in it, still staring down at my erection.

I felt strangely embarrassed and a little nervous, and felt myself starting to deflate a bit. But Pei-Hua's expression was so intense I still felt the heat of arousal simmering inside of me. When I didn't move to continue, she slipped one hand into her skirt, and then her eyes went wide as she must have begun to finger her own pussy.

Pei-Hua reached a hand under her shirt and caressed a full breast from inside, my eyes locked onto the outline of her fingers denting the cloth. When she moaned in her own arousal, my embarrassment was forgotten and automatically I took up my stroking action.

For several minutes, we continued to masturbate and watch each other, and then Pei-Hua suddenly stopped and started stripping. My eyeballs bugged out as she began to do this, and I sped up the pumping motion on my own rod. I had seen her naked on a few occasions, but never so close up and never so blatant. Jeans hit the floor, the blouse flew into a corner, the underwear next and then I had a naked 20-year old Taiwanese babe rubbing her clit and pushing fingers inside of her own tunnel while sitting on my desk chair two feet away.

That just about did it for me, and as my forearm started to burn from the repetitions I moaned as I neared my peak.

"Cum," Pei-Hua gasped in accented English. "Cum on me."

I stumbled off the bed and stood up, my waving erection just inches from her face. The next time she whimpered, shaking her bosom, I hit the edge and fired a jet of cum right at her face, then gravity took over and carried it down to splatter against her deep cleavage.

Pei-Hua's eyes flashed when I exploded on her, and then she was gasping out her own orgasm, her mouth in a sexy "O" and a muffled wail ripping out of her throat. She coated her fingers with honey while I pumped jet after jet out of me and all over Pei-Hua's breasts.

When I was drained, I collapsed backwards and sat heavily on my bed. Pei-Hua was just humming happily and started to rub my cream into her porcelain skin.

We never talked about it.

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I was midway through my Junior year when my father pulled me aside for a man to man talk. Over my life, we had spoken rarely. He was a dominant force in the house, if an unseen one. He was a disciplinarian, and commanded my respect. I loved and looked up to my father, wanting to emulate him in many ways. So when he wanted to talk, I was ready and willing. Of all things, he wanted to talk about Jenny.

The most important thing he wanted to know, had I nailed her yet?

"What?" I was in shock. But then he gave me a long winded speech. Jenny was an ideal young person: driven, academic, ambitious, and on a good career track. The problem was, she was a girl.

If he'd had a daughter, then that ideal kind of person would be exactly who he'd want his daughter to marry: someone who could provide for her and give her a life of leisure.

But I was the man, and I needed a woman who would support me, not be the provider. A woman who would put aside her personal ambitions to do what was best for her husband and for her family. And a girl who wouldn't have sex with her boyfriend was not going to be that ideal wife when we grew up.

My father didn't necessarily demand that I break up with Jenny. He just wanted me to consider his words. He was also a little concerned that I was a virgin. It meant that I did not yet have the courage and determination to TAKE what I desired. That was a quality I would have to learn before I could truly earn his respect.

I wanted my father's respect very much.

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I began pressing Jenny about our future and about sex. And in some ways, we went through the worst few months of our relationship. But my heart still led me, and at heart I was still very much attached to my first love. I didn't want to hurt her feelings. To much Western sense of chivalry in me I guess.

I spent most of the year without getting any further physically with Jenny, and emotionally we were actually in reverse. Our friends noticed the strain, and I found myself spending more and more time away from Jenny and hanging out with my boys. We worked on our rice-rockets and tinkered with our computers. And we flirted with the aZiaN HoTTieS that constantly surrounded us.

I had made friends with many of them, but only now with my public Jenny- problems did any of them make any serious moves on me. My natural charm was warm and attractive, but the one thing holding me back from even thinking about going further was my virgin status and inexperience with any fully sexual matters.

Still, with my father's words ringing in my head and my other head trying to direct me as well, I found myself wanting to get to know the other girls a little better.

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Before the school year ended my annual birthday bash was rolling around, this time the big 18. Jenny and I had a little tradition of sneaking away from the party and getting just a bit farther in our sexual relationship. But when we got up to the room, Jenny backed out and we got into a fight over the issue.

I really did love her, and my mind told me to respect her wishes. But she made me so damn horny and I couldn't help myself.

Jenny left to go back down to the party, and I resigned myself to suffer a massive case of blue balls or rub out a quick one. I settled for rubbing myself out, but then a new knock came at the door.

I stuffed myself into my pants then opened the door, hopeful that Jenny had come back to me. But instead I saw Pei-Hua standing in the doorway, her eyes large and luminous. "Happy birthday" she told me, then pressed a hand to my chest and moved me back into my room before closing my door and locking it firmly.

Pei-Hua wore a simple button-down blouse and skirt, her hair up with diamond stud earrings and a little bit of makeup. She pushed me back until I was sitting on the bed, and then very slowly, she began to unbutton the blouse, revealing a red satin bra underneath, pushing up her nice breasts and forming amazing cleavage.

The blouse came off, and then she turned around to slip the skirt off, bending over at the waist to drag the material down to the floor, where I noticed she was wearing red three-inch heels.

My mouth started to water, and then she stood up and told me to take my clothes off. I was out of my clothes so fast, and when I was fully naked Pei-Hua crawled onto the bed over me and lowered her face to mine. I nearly hyperventilated before she kissed me, but then we were pressed flesh to flesh flat on my bed as our tongues sparred and I was frenching my gorgeous servant girl for the very first time. All the while she was grinding her panty-clad hips against my erection, threatening to cause me to lose myself already.

All at once, the power of my position filled my veins. I was the master in this house, even though she was older than me. I was the one in charge. And with that adrenaline burst, I suddenly flipped us both over. My hormones were bursting out of me, and I unclipped Pei-Hua's bra and literally yanked it off of her body.

My lips went to Pei-Hua's naked breasts, full and firm and round and oh, so delectable. She moaned at my aggressiveness and arched her torso against my face, cramming as much of her boob into my mouth. I dry humped her for only a few more moments before I whipped her panties off, leaving Pei-Hua fully naked except for her earrings and red heels still on her feet.

Pei-Hua opened her legs, and as I stared into her eyes I positioned the head of my erection, fumbling a bit in my eagerness to become a man. Grasping her narrow waist in my hands, I pushed forwards, and after several hard and fast thrusts I was completely buried inside of my first pussy.

I groaned and drilled deeper into her body, and then all at once I was pumping her with reckless abandon.

Pei-Hua wrapped her legs around my lower back, criss-crossing her heels behind me. I watched her pretty face contorting in pleasure as I carved out her insides and I knew then that I had to see this look in her face again.

All too soon, overwhelmed by the heavenly feelings of my first pussy, I thrust a few times and then felt my rod expand and then burst, and I poured out a river of cum into Pei-Hua's trembling body.

She kissed me on the nose. It was fast, it was dirty, and neither of us said a word. I had become a man.

I wanted to do it again, but Pei-Hua told me I should go back down to my birthday party. She would let me do it again later.

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Pei-Hua and I had sex every single night. Shyly, she began to teach me the skills I would need to know, and by the end of the week I was stimulating orgasms in her as well. I came in her pussy more times than I could count, but she also swallowed my cum, had it spray in her hair, and over every inch of her body as well. I even fucked Pei-Hua up her ass and got so turned on I did it again ten minutes later.

Sometimes I would return home from school and we'd have a quick screw before I went to my homework. Sometimes I would go out on a date with Jenny, then come back and take out my sexual frustrations on Pei-Hua's willing and eager body. It was just sex, and while I did my best to physically please her, I also understood that this was how my life was meant to proceed. If you want it bad enough, just reach out and take it.

The entire household was aware of our new physical relationship, and everyone approved of the arrangement. My father even spent more time with other mistresses outside the house to give me more time with the pretty maid.

There was no love. Pei-Hua understood her role and did her best both to please me and to get the most out of it she could. She was highly favored in the house, and as long as she remembered her place she would never have to worry for her own survival and comfort. But still, I became very fond of her, and with practice and experience I learned to become a tender lover with her. She was my rock, the warm heart (and body) I could always depend on.

The release from sexual frustration also had an extremely positive ripple effect on the rest of my social life. My emotional relationship with Jenny grew by leaps and bounds as we shared personal goals, hopes, and dreams. I no longer pressured her for sex, although we had our own more innocent ways of showing affection and physical lust. Anytime Jenny felt pushed a little too far, I was able to back off and simply return home into Pei-Hua's open arms.

Even beyond that, I carried myself with a new confidence and aggressiveness in my daily existence. I feared no one, not my teachers, not my elders, and especially not the members of the opposite sex. My charisma was amped up to the max, I was flirting with girls left and right, and seemingly they all could see I was no longer remotely nervous around them. I was a man who was getting laid on a regular basis, and feared no rejection.

It's a strange phenomenon, the more confident you are, the less you strike out anyways, so the more confident you can become.

I had always been a flirt, so Jenny barely noticed. But things began going even further after a large group date.

A hottie with blonde-streaked hair and an expensive fashion sense, Tina Chan, had been shadowing me for the past year. She was quite pretty, and her parents were friends with mine. But above and beyond that she had an absolutely killer body. Her parents had bought her the best silicon breasts that money could buy. She also had a tiny waist and a tight, perfectly shaped ass that was so small and firm it almost didn't exist. She was 5'6" and 100 pounds soaking wet (most of that weight was boob), and the last time I saw her soaking wet in a bikini I nearly blew my load in my swim trunks. The thing was that she had a bit of a reputation as a slut, and I knew for a fact that she had slept with at least one of my friends already.

One Saturday evening, we had all ended up at Tina's house, her parents gone on a early summer vacation, and with the alcohol plentiful, everyone had worked up a good buzz. Then my girlfriend Jenny decided she'd had enough, and once getting rather sober, decided to go home long before I wanted to leave. We argued for ten minutes, and finally I let Jenny go home alone while I stalked back to the party.

Several flirty comments led into one another, many more rounds got passed around, and by 3 AM there were only three of us left: myself, one of my buddies, and Tina who lived here. We finally decided to head home, and so my buddy and I staggered out to our cars. We both got in, and he backed away. But my car backed up only ten feet before my headlights illuminated Tina in her driveway. I stopped for a moment, halting my reverse, and then looked around to see that my buddy was gone. Tina crooked a hand to me, profiling her lingerie model's body and beckoning me to her.

The alcohol in my mind rubbed some of the rest out, and my memory skipped forward to the point where we were on the couch in her living room, my body flat atop hers while we kissed with a burning lust. Tina was wearing a skimpy halter- top that did nothing but tease me with the vision of her breasts, and with the "take what you want" mantra reverberating in my head, I had it quickly untied and the thin material was bunched up around Tina's waist, baring her bosom to my gaze.

Tina's eyes glittered at me through her blue-colored contact lenses, and then her miniskirt was tugged away and I managed to drag my shorts and boxers down to my ankles, leaving my bare erection to rub on top of Tina's shaved pussy and root around her wet juices.

We dry fucked for a few minutes while I tongue-fucked her mouth and she clawed at my back until my shirt came off and I kicked off my shorts until I was completely naked. The alcoholic buzz mixed with the adrenaline-powered lust in me, and then I simply slid her thong aside and slammed my dick into her in one huge thrust.

When I penetrated her, Tina's chest bounded up into my face and her head was thrown back and she screamed louder than any scream I had ever heard in my life. Her torso rubbed against my face, my cheeks heavenly encased in warm tit- flesh while she lifted herself up by her head and neck alone and shrieked while my hips began pumping.

Stroke after stroke we commenced, my fingers on her tits and my pelvis grinding against her engorged clit, a much larger nub than either Jenny or Pei-Hua possessed. I focused in on this magic button while I screwed Tina's lights out, rubbing at her until she shrieked in a loud orgasm and set her inner muscles spasming against my rod.

I had learned some control from my frequent sessions with Pei-Hua, and with a good grip on her waist I pumped Tina into a second orgasm, then finally I pulled out and crammed my meat into Tina's mouth, skullfucking her roughly until I groaned and spewed my load into the back of her throat.

Like a pro, Tina swallowed all I had to give and then kept sucking on me until I reached a new hardness. When I was re-energized, she stood up and took my hand, intending to guide me elsewhere into the house where we could continue.

But I was the one in control. We were passing her family's heavy oak dining table when I suddenly moved and pressed Tina's sweaty naked body flat against it, her feet still on the ground but her tits pressed to the tabletop with my hand between her shoulder blades.

I ordered her not to move while I broke her thong and flung it away. Then kicking her legs to the sides, I bent at the knees and with a hand pressed against her neck to keep her flat and helpless on the table before me, I guided my erection back into Tina's sopping wet pussy.

I fucked her for a few minutes, keeping her body prone while I banged away at her, and then I pulled her hips back a few inches until I could reach her clit with my hands. One set of fingers went to Tina's oversized and oversexed clit while my other set of fingers began to pry open Tina's asshole. She squirmed as my forefinger violated her nether hole, but she was unable to resist with my heavier weight pressed against her lower back and my cock carving out her insides.

Tina shrieked out one more orgasm while I dipped my fingers into her honeypot and coated the rim of her anal ring with the same feminine nectar. Then once she was done I suddenly slipped my palms to Tina's wondrous breasts, and tugging her by those orbs I lifted her into a vertical, standing position. Still gripping her by her woman globes, I pulled my erection out, then with a couple of aimed thrusts, pushed the head of my cock into Tina's asshole and then lunged forward to completely ream out her waif-thin body before me.

Tina was screaming louder than ever, a staccato moan-shriek alternation as I fucked her ass while we both were standing, one arm wrapped around her neck and upper torso while my other arm was wrapped around her waist and forcing Tina's body against my invading rod.

The only real words out of Tina's mouth for the next fifteen minutes were "Oh" and "Fuck" and "Me", but not always in that order. She babbled incoherently, constantly vocal and such a strange change from Pei-Hua's eternally soft whimpers. But finally Tina tripped off into a new climax, and then a minute later I was geysering up her backside, plugging Tina's ass full of my sticky juice.

The next morning, in my own house, Pei-Hua gave me a most enjoyable sponge bath, and afterwards she swallowed every drop I had to give her.

The next Monday at school, Tina and I never spoke about what happened between us. But the next Saturday I bought Tina a diamond necklace, and she gave me a very warm thank you blowjob. I knew it was not going to be the last encounter between us.

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The summer flew by, and Jenny and I spent a gorgeous summer together. The highlight for me was when on an ordinary Tuesday; Jenny finally worked up the nerve to go down on me for the very first time. Her tentative sucking was a massive disappointment after the expert work of both Pei-Hua and Tina. But this was my Jenny, and I let that happy thought give me the pleasure I needed to finish.

Still, Jenny's innocent oral attempts on me were not going to satisfy my raging male libido by themselves. I still had Pei-Hua, and I even enjoyed the occasional passionate tryst with Tina once school, and our Senior year, started again.

Every so often, Tina would ask if I was thinking about leaving my girlfriend. I told her not to take things too seriously and brushed her aside. We were fucking on my terms, and if she didn't like it, or couldn't keep her mouth shut, then I could easily find someone else. I was a graduating senior, and not about to be tied down any more than I wanted. Still, the next time we hooked up I brought her roses, just to keep her happy.

One day, we passed Tina on the way to the parking lot. Tina wiggled her tits at me and said hello, and I returned the greeting with a warm reply. Jenny didn't comment once we got to my car, and we headed back to my place, ostensibly to do one of our final homework assignments together.

Once we did get back to the privacy of my room, I engaged in my usual attack of french kissing, tit groping, and desperate pleading to have sex. Jenny rebuffed me insisting that we finish our homework before I get my reward. Family honor still demanded that we get straight A's.

We only managed to go fifteen minutes before I realized I couldn't concentrate and started up a very serious conversation. We had never had a serious conversation about our future, although I got the impression that we were not going to wind up attending the same University. Eventually I wound up asking her an unusual question: "Who do you want to be ten years from now?"

Jenny's answer came immediately. "In ten years I'll be 28. With hard work I can get a full hospital staff position, or maybe even open up my own practice." Her answer was rehearsed, planned out, and stated with complete ambitious conviction.

"And where do you want me in this grand picture?"

"Oh... wellllll..." Jenny's hesitance clearly indicated that I was not as firm a goal in her mind as the career. "I assume you'd be working for your father. I would hope that we'd still be together and maybe even start a family once we're both settled."

I pictured the scenario, working late hours at the office and coming home to find a microwaveable dinner and a note from Jenny saying she got called into the hospital. It was a far cry from my parent's life, and the life I'd begun to picture for myself.

I sighed, deciding to end my inquiries and get to the makeout session as fast as possible. "Okay, it's something to think about. Now let's get our homework over with."

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That night, Jenny left me with a deliberate and unsatisfying blowjob, along with a desperate craving for pussy that she would not be quenching. On a whim, I drove to Tina's place for an evening quickie. When we were both finished, I headed back home.

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Well into the second semester, Jenny and I continued discussing the physical nature of our relationship, and finally when Senior Prom rolled around, I believed I had at last convinced Jenny to go all the way with me. I had demanded. I had reasoned. And I had whined like the petulant 18-year old I was. It wasn't that I needed the sex; I could get that from other places and other babes. But I truly wanted to make love, matching my physical desires to my emotional ones, clinging to the unreasonable hope instilled in me by first love.

Alas, it was not to be. I had to accept my post-Prom blowjob and move on. Tina had her own date so that option was closed as well. So I let the object of my emotional desire go and returned home into Pei-Hua's waiting arms.

Pei-Hua and I never even said a word.

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Graduation was fast approaching, and with the Prom out of the way, I began to seriously look towards the future and college life. Academically, I ran through the last few weeks of High School on autopilot. Socially, I also started laying the groundwork for a fresh start.

Prom itself was a turning point in my relationship with Jenny. My father's words finally hit home, and I realized it was time to end my futile pursuit of Jenny. She got her prestigious scholarship and would be attending a University far away from me, and the realist in me knew our High School romance would not last.

Meanwhile, Tina and I would both be attending the same in-state University come fall, and the sexy vixen sensed her opportunity to truly land me once Jenny was out of sight.

The Tuesday night after the Prom, I found myself lying naked on Tina's bed, with an equally nude Tina curled up against my chest. The question I'd previously asked Jenny then came into my mind. "Who do you want to be ten years from now?"

Tina hummed for a moment, still thinking. "I dunno. I guess I just want to be comfortable." She got up onto her elbows and leaned over me, idly tickling at my chest.

"I want to find a man who'll take care of me. And in return, I'd give him kids and make sure he NEVER went to sleep unsatisfied." Tina grinned at me ferally.

I pictured the new scenario, working late hours at the office and coming home to find a warm meal and a warm bed with a naked Tina waiting to fuck away my stress. And when we got older, perhaps the beautiful young maid waiting for me. That was the life I'd wanted for myself. And Jenny wasn't in it.

I smiled at Tina and rolled her over, pinning her hands back against the headboard while she giggled and then strained her neck to kiss me. Round two was just getting started.

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Wednesday at school I broke up with Jenny during the lunch hour.

We got into another conversation about our future. Jenny wanted to know if I believed we could last long distance. After all, we'd have the summers, winter breaks, and spring breaks to be together. I honestly answered that I wasn't sure, and that it might be better for us to move on, see other people.

Understandably, that didn't go over to well with Jenny the idealist, and the conversation started becoming more of a heated argument. In the end, I told her that I just couldn't make the kind of commitment she was looking for. Honestly, I think I still loved her. But we weren't married, or engaged, or even had sex yet. What did she expect?

I told her that I really hoped she got her career and all the success in her life that she deserved. But it was time for us to move our separate ways. So I told her I was breaking up with her.

Jenny was crying even before I walked away from her, heading in the direction of my next class. I'd only been walking for ten seconds when Tina came bouncing up to me and took my arm, flashing me her feral grin and trailing her tongue across her lip seductively.

I knew Jenny could probably still see me and Tina, but I refused the urge to glance back at her.

I was just too bad that Tina and I didn't have time for a quickie before class.

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I came home in the afternoon rather sullen after the emotional impact of my breakup finally hit me. I planned to find Pei-Hua as soon as I got inside the house to ease my stress and ejaculate some tension out of my body.

I went to my room first to drop off my gear, and I had just set my book bag on the floor when Jenny launched herself at me, pinning me back against my own door and causing it to slam closed with a loud thump.

My eyes went wide with surprise but then Jenny was kissing me with a ferocity I had never experienced from her, and I felt her cheeks pressing against mine, streaked with her tears, while she attempted to devour my face with her mouth.

Lost in the delirium of Jenny's kiss, I instinctively reacted to the young woman who had been my girlfriend for years and returned the kiss with equal fervor.

Then suddenly, Jenny stopped kissing me and went to work on my jeans. She stripped both them and my boxers to the floor, still pressing my torso back against the door. My penis was half-hard but rapidly gaining strength in her soft hands.

She inspected it for a few moments, and just when I was starting to get curious she stood up and started pulling my shirt off.

Laughing a bit, I asked, "What is going on?"

Still inspecting, Jenny got me fairly naked then finally stood back, seemingly satisfied. "Have you had sex with her yet?"

"What? Who?"

"Tina. Since you dumped me this morning, today. Have you fucked her yet? Did she give you a blowjob?" In the meantime, Jenny started moving me around, forcing me to shuffle with my jeans still around my ankles.

"Uh, no. No, we didn't. No, she didn't." It was an honest answer. Jenny was the one who specified 'since you dumped me this morning'.

"Good." And then Jenny tugged me by the hands, yanking me around until I was sitting on my bed, completely naked except for my jeans and boxers still stuck around my ankles.

Jenny sank to her knees between my legs, and with both hands around my shaft, she breathed hotly onto my erection and then slowly closed her soft lips around it. Her small hand wrapped around the shaft near the base, pumping me while her lips and tongue went to work energetically. She was faster and more aggressive than ever before.

I let my head loll back, soaking in the sensations of Jenny's best ever blowjob. She didn't let up for the next five minutes, loudly slurping and tickling and tonguing me with enthusiasm, and both hands stroking at the hot skin around my rod.

I started gurgling as I got closer, and the noise seemingly made Jenny even more eager to get me off. Her hands clamped down so tightly around me, and in the final moment she let her fingers down to tickle at my balls.

At that stimulation, my balls loosed and I growled as the sperm raced up my shaft and fired into Jenny's sweet mouth.

She was ready for it, but after two shots her gag reflex kicked in and she pulled me out, and the next couple shots burst into Jenny's face.

I enjoyed the view for a minute, and then collapsed onto my back across the bed, physically sated and wallowing in the bliss after my orgasm. Only after I lay panting for a minute did I finally remember that I'd broken up with Jenny. So why did she just do what she did?

While I was pondering that, Jenny recovered herself enough to stand up and lean over me, still coated in white sticky globs. "Now don't go anywhere. I intend to have sex with you in a minute."

My eyes went wide at that thought. And despite having just cum, I felt a fresh youthful stirring back into my cock. And then Jenny went into my bathroom to clean herself up.

The thought of having sex wasn't what got me aroused so quickly. I'd had sex hundreds of times. But the thought of burying my dick inside the sweet forbidden pussy was more than enough to get my teenaged erection back to full mast.

When Jenny returned, all of her clothes were neatly folded, and she was carrying them. After dropping them neatly into my desk chair, Jenny did a quick pirouette to show off her splendid nude physique.

I watched the slight jiggle in her perfectly shaped breasts, and my jaw dropped when my eyes trailed lower down and I saw the freshly shaved bare skin over her labia.

Jenny caught my gaze, looked down, then looked back at me. "You like?"

"Oh, yeah."

And then Jenny was straddling my hips, holding my erection in her hands and looking at the purple monster. She had seen it many times, but there was a little bit of trepidation in her eyes as she pictured the thick shaft splitting her open.

My eyes were at our crotches, so close together and yet not quite together. I knew from experience that she wasn't that wet.

She looked back up at me, her eyes a little watery. "I love you," she whispered, barely audible.

I could see the fear and determination both in her eyes. She was willing to do this, but still afraid of the unknown. I looked straight at her and remembered all the good times. "Jenny, I love you, too."

And as I said it, she pulled my shaft upright and prepared to impale herself upon it. But I suddenly moved, using my superior strength and I flipped us over, Jenny shrieking, while I slid down the bed until my face was between her legs.

Jenny was still in an uncontrolled panic from the adrenaline rush of my surprise maneuver. So she was completely unprepared for my tongue to sink into her pussy and my lips to start humming at her clit.

She was instantly moaning as I licked and nibbled in her crotch. I listened to the aural aphrodisiac of Jenny's whimpers and moans and sheer delight at the things I was doing to her body. And when I brought my fingers up, the honey pouring out of her was proof that a dry pussy was no longer an issue. At the moment that I pressed a finger into her, Jenny's hips suddenly bucked up at my face and she screamed as she came.

My head rode the roller coaster of Jenny's bucking hips and quivering torso until finally she went slack and lay panting across my mattress. I got up, a shit-eating grin on my face. Jenny smiled back at me, and beckoned me back to her.

I stopped for a moment to wipe up my face, but then I returned to the bed and leaned over Jenny's body, my hips resting on the mattress between her legs.

Jenny reached up and took my face in her hands, smiling but ever so slightly nervous. She did not resist when my hard head started rubbing around her now wet folds. And when I finally found the right spot, I glanced back up into her eyes.

"Do it," she commanded.

So I did. With a practiced ease, I leaned in and the mushroom head popped through her tight entrance, and then with repeated shifting motions and gentle pushes the shaft began its descent into the great unknown.

Jenny visibly flinched when my dick came upon her barrier, already beginning to stretch it. I paused briefly, searching her eyes for pain and being careful with my first ever virgin girl.

She took a few moments to collect herself, then gritted her teeth and nodded at me. And at that signal I pulled back two inches, and then rammed my hips forward with all the strength I could muster.

Jenny screamed in pain as I tore through her, but my lips were immediately on hers and my hands tickled her breasts as I pulled back and then started in on some short, moderate thrusting motions.

Methodically, I rifled through every trick Pei-Hua had taught me as I continued to make love to Jenny, setting off nerve bundles and manipulating her body away from the pain and into the pleasure. It was my turn to be in command, and in a few short moments Jenny's scream of pain had turned into rapturous moans of ecstasy while I continued to pump in and out of her.

"Oh, oh, god. I never dreamed it would be this good," she whispered. And then after few minutes of her whimpers and moans Jenny shivered as her first coital orgasm rippled through her. She nuzzled her face against my neck and gripped my body tightly to her, crushing my chest down atop her while she rode out the wave, and then finally she settled back against the bed, limp with momentary exhaustion while I leaned up and continued to slowly grind my erection into her.

When she'd recovered, Jenny's focus came back to me, and she started tensing her muscles experimentally, and I watched her ab muscles tightening as she tried to figure out how to best caress my shaft directly. Every now and again she'd get it right, and when I felt myself building up towards my climax I started drilling her harder and harder.

Jenny's breasts were bouncing in rhythm with my thrusts, and I started grunting with the exertion. Jenny's eyes were wide imagining my explosion, and she softly gasped, "You're getting close, aren't you?"

I just nodded, and Jenny smiled. But then a look of panic suddenly crossed her face, and she was pleading with me. "Please, don't cum inside me. I'm not protected or anything."

The picture of my naked sperm embedding itself in Jenny's virginal, unprotected pussy came into my head, and my perverted mind was thrilled with the idea. I felt my balls about to loose and fill her pussy to the brim, but my brain caught up and at the last moment, I yanked out and with a hand jerking myself frantically, my cum burst forth into the air and splattered across the lower half of Jenny's tits. Subsequent shots hit her stomach and then finally just splashed down, coating Jenny's silky, naked pussy lips.

And then I toppled to the side, flat on my back next to Jenny's panting body. She rubbed at my jizz coating her tits experimentally, and then finally just rolled her head and kissed me tenderly. "I'm so happy my first time was with you."

There was an implied comment in the way she said 'first time', and I wasn't about to tell her that this WASN'T my first time. So I replied with a non-committal "ditto."

"It was so much better because it was with you," she told me. "I felt so intimate, like we were one person."

I didn't share her gushing sentimentality, but to help me fake the look I smiled and filled my mind with the happy notion that I'd finally fucked (er, made love?) to my loving ex-girlfriend (er, girlfriend again now? I'd said 'I love you' to her, so she must assume we're back together).

Jenny kissed me on the cheek again. "Seriously, that was fantastic. Everywhere you touched me was wonderful. Where did you learn all that?"

"Uh, read about it on the Internet."

"You pervert."

We got cleaned up, and then Jenny was heading home. It wouldn't have been proper for her to stay overnight.

My stomach growled at me, and I headed into the kitchen to find something to eat. My dad was in Taiwan and my mom was at a friend's house. But Mrs. Peng had already anticipated my needs, and after seating me at the dining table, she sent out Pei-Hua to serve me some wonderful home cooking.

I ate alone, my mind going back over every inch of Jenny's body in my mind, and over the recent memories of me ravaging her body as well. By the time I was finished with my food, I felt a fresh stirring in my cock. So when Pei-Hua came out to clear away my dishes, I reached out and touched her hand.

"Later," I said, indicating the dishes. And standing up I led the beautiful 21-year-old upstairs and to my bedroom. Finally, after bringing her to two back-arching orgasms, I was able to spurt my cream inside a receptive and willing pussy.

Pei-Hua and I never even said a word.



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Chapter 2


Finally letting me fuck her put a brand new spark into the relationship between me and my long-time girlfriend Jenny. I was unwilling to use condoms, so she went on the pill so we could fuck enthusiastically without worrying about pregnancy. Our lovemaking sessions were still infrequent because of school and our efforts to avoid her strict parents. Still, we were able to remain a dating couple through the end of school as well as the summer before going off to college in different directions.

Of course, just because I was getting regular pussy from my girlfriend didn't mean I couldn't fuck the pretty maid I'd grown up with, Pei-Hua. Many a night I would talk with Jenny on the phone and do my best to arrange a get-together between our two bodies. But she wasn't always available, especially on a school night, so that meant I got to enjoy the wonderful world of sex right in the comfort of my own home.

And it definitely didn't mean I couldn't keep up my clandestine trysts with the hot babe at school, Tina. She was far less concerned with academics or community service. She could always be counted on for a quickie in the backseat or a blowjob in some partially-hidden corner. And besides, Tina would be attending the same school as me come September and we were simply laying the groundwork for a more honest relationship then. At least that's what I kept telling her. But Tina was a born gold digger and as long as I kept showering her with little gifts, she kept her mouth shut and her legs open for me. I was amazed Jenny hadn't found out yet, and in the end Jenny never did find out.

Quite often Tina would come by my house after school when we both knew Jenny was tied up with some extra-curricular activity. Pei-Hua would often be the one to open up the door for her. Like a good servant, Pei-Hua would keep her eyes down, greeting Tina in formal Mandarin. Then she would come fetch me.

It was a strange role reversal on those occasions. Just as I used to watch my father banging Pei-Hua through cracked-open doors, now Pei-Hua would often stay just outside my bedroom to watch and listen as I fucked Tina's lights out.

Sometimes I would envision possessing them both at the same time, and more than once I would find myself cumming as hard as I ever did in my life to the mental picture of the two beautiful young women locking lips together.

Still, I had to put up with Jenny's lovey-dovey attitude. She was blissfully unaware of my extra-marital style activities, believing her boyfriend to be the same caring, loyal little boy she grew up with. I knew the illusion would shatter eventually, but I'd keep up the façade for as long as I could keep tapping that perfect ass. But eventually, the summer did end, and Jenny went off to her prestigious University. She had some funny idea that we would still be considered a long-distance couple, and I chuckled at the thought of her trying to stay pure and chaste until she went back to visit me, her boyfriend. Yeah, I'd grown up to be a bit of a cad, but my conscience didn't bother me much.

So Tina and I were off to our own college together, ready to fuck each other's lights out without even the threat of adult supervision. And in a twist that was a surprise even to me, so was Pei-Hua.

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My father insisted that unlike the common college freshman, no son of his would be sharing a room with a backwards American teenager. So over the summer my parents bought a small house in the sleepy college town. It was close enough that I could ride my bike into school if I didn't want to deal with finding a parking spot for my brand new Mercedes (a graduation gift; the Acura I got for my 16th birthday was just out of fashion by now). But it was still a comfortable 3-bedroom cottage, detached, and with enough room between it and any nearby homes that I could have a decent-sized party without too many noise complaints.

And of course, what the hell did I know about running a house? I'd never washed a dish or done a load of laundry in my life. I hadn't really thought about it until a month before school started, when my mother informed me that Pei-Hua would be joining me at school to take care of me. One room for me, one room for study space, and the third bedroom for Pei-Hua.

So Pei-Hua and I delighted in gaining some independence from our respective parents, and we christened the new home by having sex in all three bedrooms (my computer desk is quite sturdy), and I also folded her over the back of the couch and drilled her from behind that way.

Two days later Tina arrived on campus. She got her things piled into her dorm room, but instead of getting organized and unpacked, an hour later she showed up at my front door.

Tina's blonde-streaked hair was perfectly coiffed and her radiant smile was infectious. When Pei-Hua led her into the TV room she giggled and jumped onto the couch, straddling my waist and shoving her tongue down my throat.

Pei-Hua discreetly moved out of our sight (but I was certain she still could see us). So with our virtual privacy and with my hands pawing at Tina's back, I managed to slip the catch to her bra underneath the tank top, making my intentions clear.

Tina backed up just enough to smile at me and stood up, ripping her tank top over her head and then dropping the bra into my lap. Her silicon-tits were just as perfect as I remembered them, buoyant and round and set high on her chest over the tiny waist and short skirt. She went around topless as she opened her purse, pulled out a burned DVD (they were brand new technology back then), and went to my player.

She studied the equipment for a minute before figuring out how to properly get things working, then came back to me as the video first came on.

My eyes were on the wide-screen so I didn't really notice as she stripped off her skirt and thong. And then a soft electronica beat came over my surround speakers while the video revealed Tina's bedroom, apparently from a tripod- mounted camera.

Tina started to undo my shorts, but again I wasn't paying attention as two very beautiful girls walked into the frame and my attention was riveted to the screen. Tina I instantly recognized, but it took me a minute to recognize Jessica, one of her equally hot friends from high school.

My dick had a vague sense of where this was going, and was already stiff when Tina's hot mouth descended over it. I groaned happily at her warm touch, but also because at the exact moment Tina starting blowing me, the Tina on the screen leaned in and plunged her tongue into Jessica's mouth.

My eyes bugged out watching the lesbian scene unfold before me while Tina bobbed her head in my lap. The two girls quickly got undressed, and screen-Tina stepped behind Jessica's naked body to profile Jessica to the camera, rubbing hands across round tits and flat stomachs to direct my attention. The two girls looked so similar, with identically streaked hair, pretty faces, and surgeon-perfect bodies. While they rolled around the bed, kissing and fingering each other, I lost track of who was who on several occasions.

Eventually, the real Tina wanted to watch as well, and she stood up and turned around in my lap. My shorts and underwear had long since been discarded, and facing away from me, she lowered her hips down into my lap until she could sink me into her pussy.

Tina hit rock bottom, flat ass against my short and curlies, and then she leaned back against my chest so I could palm her tits. At almost the same time screen- Tina leaned across the bed so Jessica could shove her face into Tina's crotch and eat out her friend.

Together we fucked, both of our eyes glued to the television. The real Tina was just as aroused as screen-Tina, and so was I. I felt my balls already coiling tightly, pure lust pouring through my veins as screen-Tina raced toward orgasm. Her hips started bucking into Jessica's face, the round globes of her tits wobbling upright as she threw her head side to side and started screaming.

I watched as screen-Tina crested into orgasm, shrieking ecstatically while her thighs clamped tight over Jessica's head. That sight was enough to finish me, and with a firm grip on real-Tina's hips I slammed her down and pinned her against me while my cock erupted inside of her.

Real-Tina was fingering her oversized and oversensitive clit, and a few seconds after my hot cum splashed against her insides, she wriggled in my lap and called out her own climax, the Tina's real-voice and her screen-voice reverberating in stereo, eventually collapsing back against my chest to rest.

The video kept going, even though we were taking a break. Screen-Tina and Jessica switched places to swap spit and eventually end up with Tina returning Jessica's oral favor.

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