The office called. I was being sent out on a business trip for some new product training. I found this odd, because they haven’t sent me out of town in years. Every day I come into the office and check my email, get a cup of coffee, and type up quotes for the outside salesmen. After work I go to the gym for an hour and then back to home to her. I have been in a sexless marriage for the better part of a decade. It didn’t start off that way, no, she used to enjoy having sex. We weren’t extreme or anything, but at least twice a week I got to dip my thick 7 inch penis in her. Ahh, my twenties. Oh how I have missed you. Life changes after you have a kid or two and she decides that you are not as important as the latest sitcom or reality show. I recall the first time I met my wife. We were out with some mutual friends. She walked into the bar wearing a tight pair of jeans. The kind that showcased a spectacular ass and a set of toned legs that I wanted to spend days licking up and down. She had ha low cut top on and every time she would laugh, he would lean in letting the top flop forward revealing a magnificent set of C cup breasts. We started talking and the next thing I knew I had a date. I picked her up and we went to dinner, some dancing, and then a few drinks. Fairly standard, but then we ended up at a local park. We never got out of the car. We just sort of sat there and talked. I figured that was going to be the end of the evening, but I was wrong. Before I could say anything further, she leaned in and kissed me. After a few minutes of kissing I reached up and started cupping one of her heavy boobs. She moaned in delight and we went on heavy petting for a while. Every now and then she would brush her hand up against my ever increasing in size cock. I would grunt a little, trying to lay the hint “hey play with it.” She must have read my message. She did another quick brush move, and I stopped her hand. I placed it on the outside of my cargo shorts. It didn’t take long for her to slide her hand down my leg and up the shorts to my throbbing cock. I moaned a bit when she took hold of it and began to thrust my hips a tad as she stroked it through my boxers. This lasted another few minutes, but it was great. She had me so excited the front of my boxers were slick from all the pre-cum I was leaking. I needed more. She pulled her hand out of my shorts and grabbed ahold of the zipper. In one motion she had my zipper down and her hand fumbling to release my engorged penis. I must have impressed her, because she had a look of ecstasy and slight fear in her eyes. “Oh dear lord” came out of her mouth. She started to stoke my hard cock, which felt good, but she hadn’t lubed it up at all so after a few strokes it stated to lose the initial pleasure. That didn’t last long. I was giving her a deep passionate kiss, when she broke the kiss with a snap and leaned down to my waiting penis. At first she just licked around the head. Swirling her tongue around the head and top of the shaft, but then she started to lick it up and down the shaft getting it nice and wet. Her hand continued to stroke my shaft with the motion of her licks, which now felt amazing. He took the head of my cock into her mouth and slowly sucked and licked at the same time. I grunted a little, as it was insanely good feeling. She then took more of my shaft in her mouth, and kept going. I was amazed to see that she could get almost my entire dick in her mouth. I saw stars when I felt the back of her throat with the tip of my dick. She continued to bob up and down on my pole for a few more minutes. As she bobbed up and down, she used her hand to cover the area she could not get in. Every fifth or sixth stroke she would take her hand away and take the entire shaft down her throat. I twisted and moaned in joy. I never let go of her glorious tits, moving from one to the other outside her shirt. I was getting close, I could feel the spunk welling up in my ever tightening sack. I grabbed the back of her head and was thrusting like a mad man, until I could stand it no more. I shouted “I’m cumming!” She slide to the tip of my penis and latched on. I pushed my hips up and bucked like a stallion. Grunting and moaning, shooting wads of hot cum in her mouth. She held on like a pit bull, never letting a drip out of her hot, waiting mouth. That was the first time I had actually had a girl swallow my semen. I had seen it in porno movies before, but have always had the girls that would pull away and let it explode all over the place or they would let me cum in their mouth, but that usually ended with it spilling all over me and getting on my underwear. Talk about an uncomfortable walk home with that going on downstairs! She held on until the last drop. It even started to tickle too much from her licking my sensitive head. I was hooked from that point on. Things stayed rather active for the first couple of years. The first time we had sex, I was a senior in college and we had been together for 3 months. I was just getting back from the library and she was waiting for me in my room at the frat house. My brothers had let her in as a surprise. I got in my room and she was there, candles lit and a bottle of wine. I was impressed, because normally I was the one trying to do the seducing. She was just wearing her normal college girl attire, but I didn’t mind. I wouldn’t say she dressed slutty, but she didn’t exactly wear baggy clothes. The mood was set and I walked over to her. “So what’s going on?” She didn’t say anything, she just took my hand and pulled me in close. We kissed as newly dating couples always do; like it was our last. I reached back and grabbed her tight ass to pull her even closer to me. I was already getting a hard on, and I knew she felt it on her leg. To me this was going to be another oral session, like the last 3 months. Don’t get me wrong, she have the best blow jobs I have ever seen. It did start out that way. We mad out for a few minutes while I stripped off her clothes and took her to my little single college bed where I laid her down and took my shirt off. She quickly reached for my pants, which was a bit weird, as she always made me keep them on until it was “My Turn” for some fun. I knelt down and kissed slowly down her chest, making sure I hung around her fantastic tits for a minute or two. I made my way down south and dove in. She like to leave a little runway of pussy hair for me to follow. It was sexy. I started to lick her clit, little flicks at first and then I would move on to more broad flat strokes, getting her pussy nice and wet. I liked to sick a finger in her tight hole, and press up, searching for her g spot. I knew she wasn’t a virgin, but neither was I. She was extremely tight though. She would always talk about how she did her PC muscle training daily. I swear if she wanted to, she could grip my finger and I would never get it out of her snatch. After a few minutes of licking and fingering I felt her start to shake. Her moans became louder and she was gripping my head like a pro wrestler. Her orgasm was a monster one. She started to spasm and buck her hips into my face and then she squirted. A little at first, but then it was like a hot shower across my face. I continued to lick and finger, making her twist and scream. That might have been the hottest thing I have ever seen her do. After she calmed down, and I grabbed my shirt to wipe her juice off my face, I started to stand up to get my gratitude blow job. She did start to suck my enflamed hard on, but she only did for a minute and stopped. Perplexed I looked down “what’s wrong?” Again, she never spoke, but just reached back, under the pillow, and pulled out a condom. I was awestruck. I had been dreaming of this moment since the first time I had seen her turn around and bend over to pick up her purse at the bar. She opened the package and started to roll the rubber onto my thick shaft. I was getting more excited by every inch she rolled down. Once firmly in place, she pulled me on top of her. I felt as awkward as I did the first time I had sex in high school. I fumbled a bit to line up my tip to her hole, but then I found my mark. I slowly pressed the big head of my penis into her soaking wet hole. She was well lubricated from the tongue lashing I had just given her, but she was just so damn tight. I heard her whimper a bit when my head slipped in, so I started to go even slower. I felt her tight pussy gripping my shaft the entire way in. I think she might have had the Fort Knox of tight vaginas. We stayed in that missionary position the entire time. I started out slowly, but ramped up the pace to meet with her moans. I could feel my heart racing as I was pumping away on her pussy. They say that condoms take away all the feeling, and I would normally agree, but this was the one time I was glad. If she would have let me penetrate her raw, I would have shot my load within 3 strokes. After a few minutes, of going at full steam, I could feel my orgasm getting closer and closer. It felt like a freight train hit me. My breathing stopped and I thought my cock was on fire. I didn’t think there was a condom made that could hold the amount of jizz I was shooting out of my cock at that time. She could sense how hard I was cumming and wrapped her leg around my fit waist, pulling me the entire way into her gash. We collapsed together, breathing like we just finished a marathon and covered in sweat. That is when it felt like we were making love. Now, it seems like it is a chore for her. Kind of a “can you just stick it in and get it over with” type of situation. I still love my wife, but she is the reason I am so happy to go on this trip. I think some time away, even for just the three day business trip, will do me some good. The plane landed rather late in the evening. By the time I got to my hotel room it was almost eleven thirty and I was starving. The training was in some Midwest Podunk town that had about four restaurants, a theater, and a conference hall. The company choose this place so we wouldn’t be distracted from our work. I stepped out into the cool night air and started walking down the street. I saw a sign for a Chinese food joint a few blocks up on my ride in. I got there about five minutes to midnight and they looked like they were about to close. The hostess, an older Chinese woman, asked how I was and informed me they are about done for the evening, but did have a few things left if I was too picky. I wasn’t. I took a seat towards the back and was quickly greeted by this gorgeous Chinese girl that couldn’t have been older than sixteen or seventeen. She had the typical jet black smooth hair and exotic eyes. She was a tad taller than most Asian women I had met before, maybe five feet six inches, but her figure was no way typical. Her polyester uniform hugged her curve. She had the whole tight and perky youth thing going for her. Her slender frame had a set of solid B cub breasts, large for an Asian girl, on top of a fit and active flat stomach. I think I was attracted to her round hips the most. They looked like the type of hips I wanted to grab onto and fuck furiously from behind. She had on tight black leggings so when she turned around, after taking my drink order, I had an exquisite view of her round teenage ass. Who ever invented leggings and yoga pants needs a Nobel Prize! Her name tag said “Mao Ling” on it and she had a shy way about her. After a minute of small talk, her mother, the hostess, showed up with a bag of food to go. “I thought I was going to be eating here.” I said perplexed and a bit upset that I wouldn’t get to keep ogling Mao Ling. “We are closing for tonight, but perhaps you come back tomorrow and we see about you getting desert.” Then she winked at me. I hadn’t been sure if the jet lag was getting to me or if she really was flirting with me. I paid for my food, and left a five dollar tip for Mao Ling, even though all she did was fetch me a glass of water. The whole way back to the room, I kept dreaming about Mao Ling’s tight little hips and ass. The next day dragged. I was so bored through most of the training I kept thinking back to the restaurant last night and the wink. The food wasn’t bad, so I figured I would go back tonight. I waited until about nine o clock, to clear out the dinner crowd, and hopefully get some personalized attention from my waitress. As luck would have it, the place was empty and Mao Ling was right around the corner in the beverage station. Again I was greeted by her mother and led to a table in the back. “Welcome back” she said in a raspy sexy kind of way. “Hi. I couldn’t pass up on desert” I said, hoping this would result in more ass shots of her daughter. “Desert?” she looked at me in a peculiar manner. “Yes, last night you mentioned desert, didn’t you” was my response. Her smile grew a little and she looked around. “If you want desert, it will be $100” she said with the same wink. Having only heard of such things, I started to feel a little naughty and even more excited. I was a little choked up at this point and could only muster up a few words “would you be giving me my desert or…” I must have sparked a nerve, as my hostess quickly retorted “Mao Ling is pure yet, only oral desert from her.” In my mind all I could hear is SOLD! I reached into my wallet and pulled a fresh hundred out. I was led back to a separate room and through a door to what looked like a converted walk in closet space. It was basic, a chair, nightstand, and a bed. “Wait here while I get your desert.” Already I was feeling the blood rush to my 33 year old cock. The hostess reappeared, thoughts of her renegotiating circled in my head, but she simply reminded me, “Mao Ling is pure, she will give oral desert, but no more for today.” I agreed and sat back in the chair. The hostess left and seconds later the door started to open. Mao Ling walked in wearing a traditional Chinese robe that went down to the middle of her soft thighs and no further. My cock twitched again. She spoke rather good English, I assumed she was born in china, but was brought over rather young. “I am here to give you desert” She said rather sheepishly. I could see the fear in her eyes. “Um, are you ok” I asked. She went on to explain how she was brand new to the prostitution scene and that her entire family were indebted to a Chinese mafia group and that they needed to do this to survive. I tried to decline, but it was considered rude and disrespectful to her and she insisted on giving me what I paid for. I certainly was not going to be upset. She walked towards me, her robe shifting slightly and thought I saw a bit of soft pubic hair. She slid a smooth against mine and ran her hands down my chest. M cock was growing faster now than it had in the last five years. She stood up and untied her robe letting it fall open a bit. What I thought was pubic hair earlier was actually a pair of very silky looking underwear. She wasn’t wearing a bra so I was able to get a full view of her perky beautiful tits. She took her robe off fully and placed it on the bed behind her. While doing so she had spun around and lingered enough for me to burn the image of her perfect posterior in to my brain. She had a thong on and it wedged just right between her firm and detailed buttocks. There was a tiny little birth mark on her right cheek, just below the hip strap of her thong. Her ivory skin was so smooth and firm. She hadn’t had enough time on this earth to show the normal wrinkles and flaws we older adults get. She turned back to me and slid between my legs, rubbing my thighs and slowly tracing the outline of my ever increasing bulge. I moaned a little when she started to stroke me thought my business slacks. Mao Ling took hold of my belt and undid the clasp, followed by the button, and finally she pulled the zipper down. She reached in to open my boxer fly and my cock sprung up like a jack in the box. I kept focus on her exotic slanted eyes, she was mesmerized by the sight of my hard penis and it really made me wonder if she had even seen one before. “Is this the first time you have touched a penis?” I asked bluntly. She looked up and nodded yes before dropping her gaze back down to my man meat. She put her hand on the shaft and I could feel her trembling. She was actually scared. That didn’t stop her from stroking my hard prick with her smooth ivory hand. Her delicate digits made my already thick cock look enormous. I let out a small gasp as she was picking up her speed on her stroking. I think she was starting to like the power she was having over me. She was looking more intrigued now than scared. I could see she wanted to do more than just stroke my large member, so I gave her a little encouragement. “Why don’t you lick it a little?” I said. She looked up at me for a second then back to my veiny hard cock and then she leaned in and stuck her tongue out, kind of like that kid did in that Christmas movie. I flex my cock, making it jump a bit, which scared her for a second, and then she began to laugh. There, the mood was a bit lighter. She leaned back in and started to lick my swollen member. Just tiny licks at first, but soon she was using her entire tongue in big long strides, up and down the entire 7 inches. Her hand was on the top side of my cock, steadying it for what was going on underneath, and she began to incorporate a stroke motion with it. Now we are getting somewhere. “That feels good” I moaned lightly. “Now why don’t you put just the head of it in your mouth” was my next instruction. She knelt up a little to come down from above and inserted my cock head into her mouth. Her mouth was so warm and wet. She instinctively started using her tongue and sucking a bit. For her first time, she was starting off great! I gently placed my hand on the top of her head and encouraged her to slowly slide up and down my shaft, taking caution not to force too much of my thick prick into her mouth right away. We were starting to form and good rhythm Mao ling and I. She even started to moan a little every time it slid deep into her mouth. I reached my hand done to feel one of her firm tits. I teased the dark dime sized nipple until it was rock hard like cock was going in and out of her mouth. I squeezed her breast and she moaned more. “Try and fit as much of it in your mouth as you can, just relax your throat and let it slide in” and her reply was “uh huh” with my dick still halfway in her mouth. She took a deep breath in through her nose and pushed a large portion of my cock down to her tonsils. I could feel she just tapped the back of her throat, and it felt amazing. ‘UUHH” was the best I could muster. She popped it out of her mouth for a minute, trying to regain her composure, but while it was out she was stroking it with her hand. My dick was so slick from her spit that her hand job was feeling outstanding. She went to put my penis back in her mouth and I stopped her for a second. “God your hand feels so good right now. Just put the head back in your mouth and continue to stroke it.” I instructed. Mao Ling was a hell of a learner let me tell you. She followed instruction to the T. After a minute of her stroking my shaft and sucking on the head, I told her to “now keep stroking but I want lean down and lick my balls.” Again she pulled off the head of my cock with a decisive pop and went right to licking my balls. She gently licked them all over and even put one in her mouth and sucked on it lovingly. I knew it wouldn’t be long now with this kind of treatment before I shot a huge load. I pulled her back up to my raging boner and she shoved it back into her warm wet mouth. She bobbed up and down on my cock for another minute or two while she stroked it with her hand. I continued to moan and feel her superb tits. Finally I had had enough I couldn’t hold back any longer. “I’m going to cum” I screamed. Just as the first spasms started up my shaft, Mao Ling pulled away and started stroking my dick furiously. Hot jets of cum went flying through the air and landed all over the front of her. A few spurts landed on her face and started to drip down her nose and chin, while overs fell on her perky little teenage tits. Mao Ling still was stroking me even after I had started to subside. “Fuck that was fantastic!” I exclaimed. Granted I had received much better blowjobs from multiple other women, but none that got my blood boiling like this little exotic temptress. She began to stand up and reach for a towel. I to stood up, but left my already relaxing cock hang out of my pants. “I have to have more Mao Ling” I almost begged. She looked at me and my withering penis and said “You want more suck now?” I couldn’t help but laugh a bit. “No, not right now, but what I want is more of you.” I was hoping she was getting my drift. She looked at e puzzled a bit. I guess I had to spell it out for her. “I want to have sex with you Mao Ling.” I couldn’t have been blunter. She smiled a little then started to turn away. I couldn’t help myself; I reached out and felt her fantastic ass. She stopped for a second, almost pressing her ass into my hand. She turned around and said “I have not been made love to yet. Mother says I am going to have to soon, but she is waiting for more money to take my purity away.” That was it then huh, a negotiation for this delicate flower. That was music to my ears. Mao Ling had walked out to go and get dressed and I cleaned myself up and put my satisfied dick back in my pants. I walked out of the room and there was Mao Ling’s mother waiting for me. “Mao Ling says you would like to be the one to penetrate her, is this true?” I could feel the ice radiating off of her every word. “If she is going to have to someday, why not with me” I tried to say calmly. Her mother looked me up and down I guess trying to judge what kind of man I was. She flatly said “it will be $800 to take Mao Ling’s purity, in cash.” I didn’t have to think long or hard about it “Done” is all I said. She smirked a little, like she had won the battle then said “Bring the cash tomorrow same time. Be sure are ready, because there is no refunds and you will wear a condom.” And queue the loser music from that game show. “A condom, why?” She was not amused when I asked that. “You will wear a condom to protect Mao Ling and to stop her from having babies. She is too young and not on the birth control. This is nonnegotiable” again she said flatly. I agreed, what else could I have done? I went straight to the atm. I had a little poker account I kept hidden from my wife that I used to deposit my winnings into every Friday night, or losing’s depending on how the gaming went, without her bothering me about it. I called it my “you’re a sexless bitch and I am going to have fun with or without you” money account. I checked the balance and there was a little over three thousand dollars left in it. I withdrew the predetermined eight hundred and stuffed it in my pocket for later. That night I had wonderful dreams on how I was going to insert my cock into Mao Ling and how much she was going to enjoy it. I tossed and turned, mostly because of the raging hard on I now had, and how excited I was. I finally got to sleep after midnight and woke up surprisingly happy for such little sleep. After the usual shower, breakfast and shuttle ride to the conference center, I was ready to get this part of my day over with. I couldn’t tell you one single thing those douchebags talked about for eight straight hours. Everything went in one ear and out the other. I was too busy day dreaming about tonight’s activities. I do think at one point my hard-on was so big that the girls at the other table might have noticed it. Five o’clock finally showed up and I was like a professional runner leaving that place. I was the first one back to the hotel and I jumped right into the shower. I spent the next few hours relaxing, watching TV, and trying to keep my hands off of my own junk. I left around quarter of nine to make my way to the restaurant. As expected, I looked through the window to find an empty restaurant and Mao Ling standing behind the refreshment station. She must have seen me through the glass, and she actually smiled and waved. It was sort of like she was seeing an old friend. Her mother stopped me at the door. “Do you have the money?” she coldly asked. “Of course” I replied. I pulled the wad of cash out of my pocket and she instantly lightened up. I followed her through the door to the back room area. She turned and reminded me “Please be gentile, she has not been plucked yet and do not forget that you are to wear a condom.” I smiled and nodded back at her. I started to take off my clothes, my shirt, shoes, pants, and socks, when Mao Ling came walking in. She was wearing the same Chinese robe as before and I could only assume that same type of thong underwear. “Hello” she said quietly. “Hello, again to you Mao Ling. I have been thinking of you quite a bit lately.” She looked at me with part admiration and part fear. I felt kind of bad, this being her first time, so I tried to comfort her the best I could. “Come on over to the bed and relax a little.” Mao Ling came towards the bed, but it wasn’t a normal walk, it was different. It was like she was trying to be sexy, but her nerves kept her naive. Once she reached the foot of the bed though, that changed. She put a knee on the bed and sort of slid towards me on all fours. It was very sexy. I was watching her from the front, and the mirror on the door behind, her revealed that she was not wearing thong panties. Matter of fact, she was not wearing any panties. The mirror revealed a soft, wet, and near hairless slit. My heart fluttered and my cock started to dance a bit. I was more excited than ever. She reached the top of the bed, eye level with me, and we shared a few small kisses at first and then she started to get more into it. She began nibbling along my neck and slowly made her way down to my chest. She traced my nipples with her tongue and sucked each one of them into her virgin mouth. She continued to lick and kiss down to my underwear line. Almost like an expert, she removed the remaining clothing I had one. I kept staring between her and the mirror behind. She moved back up to my cock and began to lick it, just like I had taught her yesterday. Each time she would lean back to start at the base, I would see her hot little pussy separate a bit in the mirror. Mao Ling was definitely excited too, as I could see the pussy juices starting to glisten around her untouched virgin hole. I moaned a bit when she took the head of my rock hard seven inch cock in her mouth and began to bob up and down. I was praying that I wouldn’t cum in her mouth. She must have practiced on someone else last night, because she had improved drastically. Either that or I was insanely horny. I pulled her up towards me, and she reluctantly released my dick from her mouth. She started to slither up my body and began kissing me on the neck again. I felt her swing a leg over me and grind gently on my stomach, just above my hard cock. I reached down and grabbed a double handful of her perfect ass and squeezed. I held her in spot for a second and pushed my hips upward, feeling the wet entrance of her pussy on the head of my penis. She moaned a little and swiveled her hips to deny my cock from slipping in her hot pussy hole. I groaned in disappointment, but continued to kiss her. She started grinding again on my stomach, kind of like a cat and mouse game, I thrust forward once more, pushing a little harder this time, and nearly made it into her. She was very flexible, as she dodged my advance once more. She pulled away from our kiss and said “you need a condom on before you may enter me.” The words were like a pin to a balloon. I have always, my entire life, wanted to deflower a girl without a rubber on. The thought of pushing my hard cock into her tight hole and feeling her hymen split with my raw dick gets me harder than all the deep throats in the world. I tried to reason with her “what if you allow me to enter you just for a few strokes before the condom, then we will stop and continue with it?” She had not stopped grinding on me, which means she was beyond horny and the room smelled of sex. She continued to think about it before she answered “No, I am not on the birth control and I cannot risk getting with child.” Again my heart sank.
She reached over to the little nightstand and pulled out a condom. She slipped down to my crotch again and unwrapped the rubber menace. She did, to my surprise, take my cock back into her mouth and begin to blow me right before she slid the tight rubber glove on me. That’s when I began to think. This condom was way too small for my big thick cock, how could I use that to my advantage? She stood up and pulled her robe completely off now. Her toned teen body was so smooth and her ivory skin tone was a thing of beauty. Her perky B cup tits swayed gently with every move she made as she climbed on top of me again. I put my hands on her ass again and as she was just about to sit on my hard, rubber clad, cock I stopped her. “What is it” she said, slightly alarmed. “I think it would be better for your first time, if I entered you from behind” I explained, all the while devising my plan. She looked at me, a little disappointed, and swung her leg back off of me. Read more »