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 Author: Milliford Jones
Title: Idiosyncrasies
Part: 005
Universe: The James Norton Saga; Passions (of the Perverted) Series
Summary: James Norton's new Thai lover (a bargirl he hooked up with in
Pattaya, Thailand) brings her little sister along for the ride
Keywords: MFf, oriental, oral, ws
It was curious that both James and Pong felt shy about sharing a shower,
particulary since they had just performed their first sex-act together on
stage in front of a crowded bar, and James had finished the act by openly
pissing in Pong's mouth, then topped it off with a marraige proposal, which
Pong had immediately accepted.  Still, the human animal is a curious study
at best, and now that the flush of sex had abated, the two of them were
both shy.  It was as if as soon as they lost their physical/sexual
connection, they had become strangers again.
   They had been led to the back of the bar and shown to one of the VIP
suites, set up for customers who preferred their debauchery in private, and
who had the funds to afford it.  There was a small shower in the suite and
they had been provided with soap, shampoo and towels.
   James realized what was going on.  "Post coital tension, is what it is,"
he said aloud.
   "What?" asked Pong, looking up at him and trying to understand his
words.
   "Us," he said, shaking off his discomfort.  "Now we are shy.  Before, we
were fucking in front of everyone."
   Pong gazed at him with unabashed adoration.  "We fucked good."
   Grabbing the soap and rubbing down Pong's oiled body, James asked, "You
ever fuck in front of people before?"
   Pong smiled shyly.  "Some," she answered.  "Two times before, men want
blowjobs in the bar where people could see."
   "Ahh, yes," said james softly, again remembering he had just proposed to
a whore.
   "How about on stage?"
   "No, first time.  I did it for you to see me," said Pong.  "You?"
   "First time for me too," laughed James.  "Last time too, I think."
   "Then last time for me too," said Pong.  "You fuck very good.  I like
your horse cock."
   James laughed.  "Will I ever outlive Gina's description."
   "No," said Pong, grabbing his now soft prick and laughing with himl as
she toyed with it.  "Your horse cock is now my horse cock.  For my pussy,
my asshole and my mouth." Then she squeezed his cock and kneeled to kiss
it. "And only mine.  Okay?" she looked up at him beseechingly.
   "Your really want that?" he asked.
   Pong nodded yes.
   "You won't get a passport out of this," James warned.  "No big home in
America.  I won't be leaving Asia.  This is my home."
   "My home too," said Pong with a sweet pursed pout to her lips.  "I need
a good husband, not a passport."
   James was impressed.  Either she was lying very well, or he had really
screwed his way into a prize.  "Don't fuck this up," he rememberd Gina's
words.
   I'll do my best, he promised himself.
   James helped her to stand and gathered her in his ams.  He kissed her
tenderly.  "Come on, let's finish and get out of here, " he said.  Then he
quckly finished rinsing off Pong, and stood quietly while she reciprocated.
   "I like your body," she said as she soaped up his chest.  "You are
strong."
   "A little," said James, "but I've paid the price for it.  My right leg's
messed up and I have aches every morning from my self abuse.  Pong was
confused.
   "I have always liked dangerous sports," he said.  "Extreme sports
they're called.  I was supposed to grow out of it, but I'm still into it.
Even so, I just can't do it anymore.  I know that, and now I'm trying to
figure out what to do with my life."
   He gave her a studied look as she traced a scar along his taut stomach.
"Its a young man's game.  And my friends and I have decided to parlay our
collective knowledge into a kind of training camp for people who want to
get into it, or to extend their skillset.  The place we're going is
basically a wakeboard resort, but we're thinking of adding a lot of things
and making it a training center for x-sport enthusiasts."
   Pong nodded, obviously not understanding a thing he said.  Even so,
James didn't mind.  He was really just thinking out loud and he realized he
enjoyed her company, just having her with him gave him a sense of
contentment, and from his perspective that added a great deal to their
relationship potential.
   As she toyed with his body, his muscles and scars, always returning with
reverence to his cock and cradling it her hand or squeezing and toying with
it, he felt the stirrings of arrousal again.  This time, though, he put a
stop to it.
   "Miles to go before we sleep," he muttered to her as he shooed her out
of the shower, and helped her dress.  He wasn't really surprised when the
he saw the door open and another bar girl enter the room.  She spoke to
Pong in Thai and Pong chattered back to her in turn, obvioiusly very
excited.  Then turned to him and threw her arms around him, kissing him
deeply.
   "I love you!" she exclaimed with such engenuous enthusiasm he couldn't
help but smile.  Then she grabbed his hand to lead him from the room.
   Outside the bar was back to normal.  As normal as an upscale pussy bar
could be, anyway.  James saw his company, made up of his friend and
business associates, Girard and Brad, along with Girards two tall stately
escorts and a buxom girl Brad seemed to have latched on to, all sitting at
a table.  Girard was guzzling down the local beer.  Brad had tossed off his
shirt and was receiving bodyshots from his lady.  James also noted that
Girard was teasing his two girls and trying to elicit a blush.  They were
both giggling, but looked as if their blushing days were far behind them.
   As James and Pong approached so did the girl who had spoken to Pong in
the dressing room.  Along with her tagged a very young girl, no more than
13 or 14.  Pong took the girl's hand and presented her to James.
   "This is Rang.  My baby sister.  She brought my things."
   "Great," smiled James, warming to the child quickly, who looked to be a
younger version of Pong.  "Hi, Rang.  You are a beautiful young lady."
   Pong pulled Rang next to her and leaned into James, stroking his cock as
she did.
   "Rang will come with us, okay?" she half asked and half stated.
   "Uh---I---uh---I'm not sure about this," he said, as he felt all his
shit flavored, piss soaked and cum slickened plans evaporating.
   "I have to take her," explained Pong.  "I take care of her.  She is a
good girl.  No problem."
   "Um--does she know----?"
   "Rang knows I am a bargirl.  She knows how I make a living.  My family
sent her to me to care for her."
   James was still surprised, but knew quite well how important family was
to the Thai people.  No doubt Pong had contracted as a bargirl to help her
family, and it was just as likely that it was with her families blessing.
   "Does she know I intend to fuck her sister?  a lot?" he asked.
   Pong turned to Rang and spoke to her.  Rang blushed and nodded yes, then
spoke back to Pong.  Pong laughed, then turned back to James and cuddled
close.
   "She understands," said Pong.  "And she asks if it is okay if she
watches.  She has seen our parents fuck before, but it didn't seem very
exciting.  She's hoping to learn how to do it right by watching us."
   "I doubt she'll learn that," said James.  "You already know some of the
things I like.  "
   "I like too," cooed Pong, then added.  "Is good for her.  Mother has
already told her she thinks she will want her to do the same work as me
when she is older.  We help the family much like this.  "
   "I don't know," siad James.  "It would probably be better if Rang went
out to play when we do our fucking."
   Pong shrugged and said, "Whatever you like," but said nothing to Rang
about it.
   "Fine," said James.  "Tell her she is welcome, and if all goes well, she
can even be the flower girl at our wedding."
   Pong hopped up and down in joy, much like a little girl herself, then
turned and told Rang the news.  Rang laughed and hugged her sister, then
turned to James and lowered her eyes as she said "thank you" very softly
and indistinctly.
   James turned to his friends, and said,"It looks like we've just added
another member to our party."
   Girard arched an eyebrow buy just nodded and said nothing.
   "Great," said Brad as he smeared another bit of lime and salt onto his
nipple, then closed his eyes and threw back his head as his girl downed a
shot of tequila, then sucked the salt and lime from him.
   It was then the owner of the bar showed up.  "Hey, mate.  Great show! 
I've done a ton of business tonight because of you.  Everyone is asking
when the sex show starts.  They're apt to be disappointed when they just
see the usual snake wriggling from our performers.  Still, you're welcome
to grace our establishment anytime, and if you're up for a repeat
performance, I'll offer the same deal.  All the drinks you want.  Though I
was a bit in shock when I saw you urinating in your lovely wench's mouth.
And her swallow it all down too."
   "That's my man's fiancee you're talking about, mate." challenged Girard,
now feeling a bit of he alpha-male starting to assert itself.
   "No offence meant," quickly said the owner.  "But the offer still
stands. G'day.  Have a good evening."
   The troupe then went about making a dent in the bar's liquor supply, but
the owner was none the poorer for it.  He was right.  Customers were
crowding in, hoping for a repeat of the rumoured ass-fucking piss drinking
show that had taken place earlier.
   It was an hour later when they all staggered out the door.  James was
being supported by Pong and Rang, Girard by his girls, and Brad and his
lady were leaning on one another.  They found their driver and his van
parked on the street on the main thoroughfare, and distributed themselves
inside.  Brad and his lady sat in the front with the driver.  Girard and
his ladies took the second row of seats.  And James, Pong and Rang took the
back seats.
   Girard explained to the driver they needed to make a couple of stops,
but Pong told him there we no need to stop at her place now.  Still,
Girard's girls gave the driver instructions to their home, where they
quickly ran in, and back out with a couple of small bags.  Likewise, Brad's
girl, who they were informed was named May, made a quick stop.
   James was pretty much unaware of this, however.  He dropped off to sleep
and was oblivious to the shuffling about that took place in the front of
the van.  In fact it wasn't until they were back on the road and
negotiating their way down a darkened highway that he began to come back
around.
   What brought him around was the delicious sensation of having his cock
nursed back to hardness by a sweetly sucking mouth.  At the same time he
tasted the sweetness of a deep probing kiss.
   He was in a sexual revelry and almost ready to cum when he realized that
Pong couldn't be both sucking his dick and kissing him at the same time. 
If he had been sober, he would have pulled back to identify who was
pleasuring him, but in his state he merely groaned as his cum once again
flowed from his cock into a warm wet mouth.  He had the added satisfaction
of feeling the suction continue until every drop of sperm had been
extracted from his cock.
   Only then did he open his eyes and look into the sweet lovely face of
his darling Pong, then down at the equally beautiful face of her young
sister, Rang, who was now licking up the residue of his cum from his
orgasm. He was vaguely aware that everyone else in the van appeared to be
asleep, and so, still too drunk to form words and thoughts, he passed out
again.
   Nor was he aware that Pong whispered instructions to Rang as she went
back to gently sucking his dick and soaking until he relieved himself into
her little inviting mouth.  His beer diluted piss flowed gently into her
little mouth, which she then greedily gulped and swallowed.  Thereby,
although unconsious and unknowing, James gave the little girl her first
taste of piss and cum all in the same night.  
  
Idiosyncrasies 005