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 everytime 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.
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 fr 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, bot
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 neatlty 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 underwaer 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 sqaure
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.
Hsu didn't even look at herself. She didn't bother to
see how she was dispalying, 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 lenght 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 feint amoutn 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 hide her cunt.
Ben never realized he could be so turned on by a girl
protecting her remaining innocence, assuming, of course,
that she failed...
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 was in 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. Bu 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 clich‚'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
wit 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?"
"You got nine inches?"
"No."
"Sorry, then. She likes them big. Besides, She's mine
now."
That was to be the plan. But Ben knew he couldn't
prevent Lau from having sex with his own bride. It was close
to true, however. The next few days found Hsu undressed and
in Ben's bed the moment her husband left. But it was always
Lau's bed she spent the night in. Ben has starting to hate
that. A few nights later, as Ben lay alone in his room, he
knew that would have to change.
Ben relaxed into his bed, slowly stroking his cock. It
felt good to touch it, but he didn't want to bring himself
to orgasm. From now on, orgasms would come from fucking
Hsu. Every drop of sperm had to be reserved for her cunt,
her tits, or her mouth. His hand could only induce the
slightest comparison of pleasure compared with her body, so
why even try?
But, at his moment, she was fucking Lau. She was making
love with her husband as she was supposed to, and giving no
indication to him she was having intercourse with another
man.
How could he sleep? Despite the fact he had fucked her
on the living room couch a few hours earlier and again on
the kitchen floor, he felt he hadn't had her in years. He
remembered her body as clearly as if she was in front of him
now. Her perfect, flawless skin. The incredible smoothness
and shape of her body... every curve perfectly contoured. He
pictured her in those white panties, the ultimate dainty
image of beauty. The little folds pulled over her cunt. The
wedging V shape disappearing between her legs.
Ben was rubbing himself harder. He had loved her, but
had so much yet to do to her. He hadn't yet undressed her.
He hadn't yet bent her over. She hadn't yet given him a blow
job. Each thought made him yearn for her more.
And there she was.
The door had creaked open. Hsu's head was popping in.
She saw Ben, and the bulge in the blanket.
"Big cock?" she asked. She stepped into the room. Hsu
was topless. She giggled as she stepped bare-breasted into
the room. And, she was wearing the silver thong panties!
Those purely-for-sex panties that clung tightly to her cunt
and left the top of her pussy visible!
Hsu slid onto the bed, making sure to dangle and
bounce her breasts. She didn't look fucked at all.
"No." Ben made thrusting motions with his hips while
pointing towards the other room.
Hsu held her hand to her forehead, indicating a fake
headache. She wanted to fuck. But not her husband.
She noticed Ben's hand still moving on the bulge under
the blanket. She took his hand, and indicated for him to
move it away. She watched as a lump in the sheets moved from
the bulge. His cock was alone.
Hsu opened her mouth and fell on his cock. She took
the tip into her mouth, sheet and all. She made no effort to
conceal her gulping sounds, though the cock in her mouth did
a fine job of muffling the sound. Hsu moved her hand to the
base of the bulge and rubbed his testicles.
It felt good, even through the sheet. Ben blinked his
eyes as we watched his topless dream girl work he lips on
his cock. H e was just able to make out a wet spot of saliva
on the sheets whenever she briefly took her mouth away.
She sucked him patiently... diligently... Slowly the
sensation grew intense in his tip. The sheet was keeping her
lips from direct contact, but the soft fabric was beginning
to excite him nearly as much. His tip flared and pulsed in
her grasp. She worked his cock with a deftness and softness
and SKILL he didn't expect she would have. She tucked her
hair to one side of her face, and turned her adoring eyes on
her master. She watched Ben's face contort with the pleasure
she gave him. Ben noticed her other hand had slipped between
her legs. He had never even considered she would masturbate
before. But there she was, touching herself as she gave him
head. After a few minutes, Hsu sat up. She rubbed her
breasts playfully for Ben's eyes. He was frozen in arousal,
watching her as she played with herself all for his
amusement. She had completely offered herself to him. She
was HIS lover, and no other's. She sat up a bit on her
legs, and pulled down her panties to her knees. She knelt
over Ben, dangling her breasts just out of reach of his
lips, but not of his tongue. She moved her legs up and down
his slightly, but only her thighs were touching. Ben's cock
was afire. It was desperate to be inside her. Hsu smiled
and n graceful motion brought her pussy to his cock. She
didn't plunge herself upon it, she simply brought her cunt
in contact with his penis.
Ben came. The touch of her bare pussy overcame his
heightened senses. His cock had become so sensitive through
the blanket sucking that actual feminine flesh made it
explode.
Hsu sat there, letting the sperm shoot against her as
she smiled triumphantly. Ben did his best to muffle his
moans, but some sound still escaped. He brought her down
upon him and kissed her deeply. A short time later, they
brought the bed to squeaking harmony has their bodies rocked
from penetrating sex. In the end, however, Hsu excused
herself at returned to her husband's bed. If Ben had any say
in the matter, it would be for the last time.