“I’m never going to understand this stuff!” Marty grumbled, “You’re just wasting your time.” Marty knew he really needed to pass this course to stay on the team but he just couldn’t make sense of any of these algebraic equations. Maybe things would have been a little less tense if they hadn’t assigned him such a gorgeous tutor. Mingmei’s soft round body qualified as a major distraction. The way her perky tits pressed against the fabric of her tee shirt, the way she brushed her long black hair away from her pretty face, the way her cute round butt wiggled in her jeans, were all far more interesting than trying to determine the value of x or y. To Marty’s surprise, she crossed her slanted eyes and stuck out her tongue. “You want to someday start and run the most complex offense in the conference,” she laughed, “but cannot take the time to learn simple stuff. I think you are a big fuck off.” “Oh, c’mon Mingmei,” he protested, “this is hard stuff!”
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She scribbled a complex equation on the paper in front of her. “No,” she said, “this is hard stuff.” She then scribbled another long, equation filled with symbols he’d never even seen before. “And this is really hard stuff.” Marty looked down at the paper, not able to make a bit of sense out of the strange characters. “What the heck is that?” he asked. She giggled and stuck out her tongue again. The way her cute nose wrinkled up when she did that was somehow turning him on. “Oh, the second one is same as the first,” she explained still giggling, “except it is in Chinese.” She got up from her chair, stood behind him and began rubbing his shoulders. Her long, smooth fingers were amazingly strong. Marty felt his body relax under her powerful kneading touch, she seemed to be pulling the bad stress out his body. Her fragrant herbal smell and body warmth, however, was sending sexual messages to his brain. While his body relaxed his cock began to stiffen. Her strong brown hands moved off his shoulders and slid into his open shirt. As she leaned forward, Marty felt her breasts press against his upper back. Mingmei’s long fingers rubbed his muscular chest, causing his nipples to rise in response to her firm rubbing. His erection began to strain against his shorts. Read more
Tom was sitting on his porch, drinking a beer, when he saw the strange lights in the sky. They seemed to be in a circle and they blinked blue, yellow and red. They didn’t look like any plane he’d ever seen before. So he headed off into his cornfield to get a better look. Walking between the long, straight rows of prime Iowa corn he kept one eye on the sky. It was still there and, if anything, the circle seemed to be getting bigger. Whatever it was seemed to be coming closer to the ground. A white light began glowing in the center. Darned, if it didn’t look some kind of flying saucer, Tom thought. He saw a thick beam of white light and then his world went black.
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When he woke up he was lying on a table in a white room. Several ceiling to floor length mirrors reflected back the sterile white. The only thing breaking up the color scheme was his mostly tanned naked body on the table. Staring into one of the mirrors he could see the tan lines from his tee shirt. His legs weren’t as tanned as his arms. He’d been working the farm since he was a boy and, even in his mid thirties, his body was well muscled and his belly was flat. Two things seemed out of place though. He had a small red rash on the right side of his neck and a solid erection sticking out from his brown pubes. For some reason he was horny as hell.
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Suddenly he realized that one of the white panels that made up the room was glowing green. He didn’t know why he knew that he was supposed to touch the panel, only that he knew that was what he had to do next. He felt a light vibration through his fingers and watched in amazement as the panel faded away revealing another room. This room was softly lit with a pink glow, a gigantic bed took up most of the floor space. Lying on the massive bed was a small, pretty oriental woman. She was completely naked. A few fingers of her right hand were pressed against her black pubic hair. The other hand was cupping one of her small, firm looking breasts. Tom guessed from her smooth slender body and pretty face that she was in her early twenties. Her lovely almond shaped eyes were staring at his erection and she was smiling a shy smile.
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He moved closer to the bed and tried introducing himself. “My name is Tom,” he said in a quiet voice, hoping he wouldn’t scare her. She shook her head. Her short black hair tumbling around her lovely face. “Tom,” he said pointing to his chest. “Liu,” she said pointing in between her cute, brown nippled breasts. She began to lightly rub her pussy. Tom was now close enough to see that, she too, had a little red circular rash on her neck. Her sparkling slanted eyes were looking at him with lust. His hard cock was throbbing in response. He’d heard about that Viagra stuff and figured somebody or something must have given him and Liu a dose of something like that. When Liu spread out her arms and legs there was no doubt what she wanted him to do. His hard dick and tingling balls informed him that he really didn’t have any other choice.
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Tom climbed into the gigantic bed and Liu wrapped her slender arms and legs around him. Her body smelled spicy. Her skin felt silky and warm against his. Her little erect nipples were pushing into his chest and she was nibbling gently on his ear lobe. He could feel her pussy hairs brushing against his balls as she ground her crotch up against his. He knew there was no way he was going to be able to resist this horny little asian woman and, frankly, he didn’t want to resist her. His mouth closed over about half of one of her small breasts, he flicked her nipple with his tongue. She groaned into his ear and moved more vigorously against his groin. His big callused left hand moved down to her tiny butt. He was able to hold the whole thing in one hand. It felt wonderfully smooth and warm squirming against his palm. Liu whispered a few words in a language he didn’t understand while he kneaded her sweet little ass.
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Her hand moved down between their bodies. She firmly gripped his hard cock and repeated the words. Tom looked into her cute face and shook his head, trying to let her know he didn’t understand what she was saying. She gave him the universal female look of exasperation and began jerking his excited cock, moving it closer and closer to her pussy until he could finally feel her moist heat on the sensitive head of his dick. “Oh,” he finally realized, “fuck. You want me to fuck you?” “Fuck,” she repeated with a smile.
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“Anything to please a lady,” Tom murmured as she guided his hard cock into her juicy wet pussy. She was tight. Tom moved cautiously, afraid he was going to hurt this small but lusty girl. Liu was nowhere near as cautious. Her little hands grabbed his ass cheeks and pushed him down inside her until his cock was buried to the hilt in her sweet, moist warmth. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open as she moaned with pleasure. She began moving under him, Tom rested most of his weight on his knees and picked up her fantastic fucking rhythm, his hand still holding her gyrating ass, his balls swaying beneath the motion of their thrusting groins. As stimulated as they both were, it was a fast and furious fuck. Liu was crying out a series of incoherent words, her little body thrust itself up against him with surprising strength again and again, pushing him to greater heights of incredible lust. Tom began fucking her tight cunt harder and faster, holding her in his hand as his hips bucked and rocked against her pumping groin. Their bodies were slick with sweat. Liu’s smooth oriental body was flushed. She dug her fingernails into Tom’s ass, screaming in passion as her orgasm washed over her body. Tom felt her ass quivering in his hand and her pussy wrap tight around his deeply buried white cock. The powerful sensation in his balls burst into a fireball of lust, he shot wads and wads of hot sperm into her thirsty pussy. Their groins twitched together as orgasmic aftershocks rippled through their joined bodies.
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Behind the one way mirror, a group of beings with large heads and small bodies watched with fascination and satisfaction. Their breeding program seemed to be proceeding quite nicely.
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Curt drove the 36″ wide mower up the ramp on to the trailer attached to the back of his pickup truck. He cut the engine and wiped the sweat from his face with a clean rag. He couldn’t remember when it was so damned hot. He tipped his hat back on his head and took the pruning sheers and weed wacker out of the back. He still had at least another hour of work before he was done here, and he was out of water. Fifteen minutes later, he’d had it. He went to the back door of the main house and rang the bell. He’d seen servants around the house before and only hoped that someone was home today.
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The door opened; he felt the cool rush of air conditioning blast his face, chest, and legs. The breeze was soothing and he hoped that he would be invited in while someone got him a glass of water. It was the young Filipino woman with mocha skin who answered the door that made him hot again. She was slender, but filled out her fitted uniform in all the right places. She had deep brown almond-shaped eyes and wore the slightest bit of makeup. Her shoes were sensible and black; her skirt was much shorter than was practical. Her smile was bright and wide and inviting. “May I help you?” she asked. “I’m Curt, the lawn guy, and I was hoping that you might be able to get me a glass of water. It’s hot out here.” He could barely control his cock; his dirty mind raced. Curt imagined him getting her alone in the cabana, bending her over the back of a chaise lounge and fucking her sweet, dark pussy from behind. “Come in,” she said as she opened the door. Despite the frosty inside of the house, his cock was pushing hard against his cutoffs. All of a sudden, going commando didn’t seem like such a great idea; his cock threatened to pop out the shortened leg when he reached into his pocket and grabbed his stiff shaft. “Please wait here. I’ll get you a glass of ice water. Would you like a slice of lemon?” “Sure.”
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The maid smiled, turned and walked away. Each step she took, each wiggle of her ass, made the blood pound in his head. He looked down and saw the grass clippings and dust stuck to his sweaty skin and hair. Damned, he thought. If only I wasn’t so grimy, but maybe I can get her number before I leave. The dry, air-conditioned air made his nipples small and hard, but his cock was hot and raging in his shorts. Alone, his dirty little fantasies hijacked his mind and made him hard. Curt wondered what it would be like to take her bent over the pool table that he was sure they had downstairs. Even better, he thought, what would it be like if she sucked him then rode him on top of the pool table. She came back, walking down the hallway with a glass of ice water with a slice of lemon. As she got close, she dropped the napkin that was under the glass on the floor, but didn’t seem to notice.
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Curt took the tall glass with a smile and a thank you. He drank; she watched. When he was about half done he told her, “You dropped a napkin on the floor,” and pointed behind her. She turned around, took two steps and bent over at the waist to retrieve the napkin. Curt couldn’t believe his luck or his eyes. He saw garter straps attached to the top of her stockings and flash of her ass. What he didn’t see was underwear. He swallowed hard and his cock sprung to life, peeking out from the bottom of his shorts. She turned around with the napkin in her hand; there was nothing he could do about his cock without being obvious, so he drank some water. “Thank you,” she said holding up the napkin but looking at his crotch. “No, thank you,” Curt replied holding up the water but thinking about her taut, sweet ass. The maid looked at him. She batted her eyes and asked, “Do you really have so much more to do?” She took a step forward and slowly reached for his crotch. She took his cockhead in the palm of her hand then ran her nails up the underside of his hardened shaft until she reached his balls.
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He inhaled sharply. Oh it felt good. “No, about an hour’s worth.” “Care to wash up a little and take a break?” Curt placed the glass on the table, put his hands on her hips, and kissed her. She tasted sweet like honey; her straight silky hair smelled faintly of lilacs. The maid returned his kiss gently and passionately. “What kind of break?” “I was thinking perhaps a blowjob break; I could really use one of those, plus your dick looks so ready. Maybe later we can have a fuck break too. What do you think? Interested?” “Ain’t no doubt about that, Darlin’. Where’s the washroom?” He followed the maid’s twitching ass from the back door, through the house to a luxurious bathroom with a large shower enclosed by frosted glass. “Why don’t you just put your dirty things in this towel and take a shower?” Curt stripped and did as he was told. He watched her as she watched him peel off his shorts and have his dick spring free already erect. The maid left the bathroom and he took a refreshing shower, watching the dirt and grass clippings wash off his body. As he was rinsing off, the shower door opened and in stepped the naked maid. Her body could only be described as succulent. Her waist was narrow, but she had big tits and wide hips with a flat belly. Her mocha skin was evenly colored all over but for her large chocolate nipples. Her pussy was unshaven but when he touched it, it was soft and silky like the hair on her head.
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As he touched her pussy, she let out a soft moan. Curt stroked her pussy again, but this time more firmly; her moan was louder. Curt cupped her pussy in his hand and began massaging her wetness. She grabbed on to his shoulder and rocked her hips while he rubbed her. Suddenly, she trembled from head to toe, let out a short sharp yell, then dropped into a squat. She put one hand on his ass and the other on his balls then began sucking and licking his cockhead. Water ran down the back of her head and he eased her face closer so she could get more of his cock in her sweet mouth. Her tongue was warm magic velvet and she knew how to use it. She licked hard and soft the flesh under the rim of his bulging cockhead. She ran her hands over his thighs and ass as she enthusiastically sucked. She hit all the right spots to get him hard and ready to cum. Curt’s knees wobbled; she was relentless, and he loved it. She sucked and licked and stroked him harder and faster once she sensed that he was getting ready to shoot his wad. His whole body stopped and shivered as he delivered his hot cum load into the back of her throat. She couldn’t get enough; she moaned as she sucked harder, pulling every drop of semen from his shaft.
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When she was done sucking, she stood up, turned around, and soaped her ass crack with thick liquid soap. Reaching between her legs she grabbed his cock and nestled it between her muscular butt cheeks. With her hand trapping his dick in the groove, she moved her ass up and down as she flexed her butt. “Oh, yeah that makes me hot,” she said. Curt grunted and didn’t argue. After the blowjob she just gave him, he would let her do about anything. If she wanted her butt cheeks fucked, then that’s what he’d do. “You’re so nice baby, such a big, thick cock. It makes it all that much more fun to fuck.” She slid her ass up and down his dick a few more times then looked over her shoulder. “I need you in my ass baby, is that okay? Would you mind fucking my ass? I haven’t had a good ass fucking in a long time.” Curt went from mahogany hard to diamond hard in a heartbeat. Did he want to fuck her ass? Does an Englishman like tea? Holy crap! He could hardly believe his ears! “What’s the matter,” she asked. “You don’t want to fuck my ass?” “Oh, yeah, baby, I want to fuck your hot tight ass.” The maid smiled. “Good.” She washed the soap off and spread hair conditioner all over his cock and her asshole. “Warm me up with your fingers, huh baby?”
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Curt complied. He took his middle finger, coated it with conditioner, and massaged her asshole. The maid moaned the whole time, so he slipped it inside. At first he only went as far as his first knuckle, but then she pushed her ass into his hand so that he was in up to his middle knuckle. Slowly, he wiggled his finger and withdrew almost all the way before going back in again. The maid moaned and groaned with every stroke. “Stop teasing me. I want your cock in my ass now,” she said looking over he shoulder. Not wanting to disappoint her, Curt spread the conditioner on his cockhead and gently pressed against her dark brown, puckered asshole. He felt her relax and practically suck his cock into her ass. “Oh baby! You’re sooooo big inside of me. Be gentle, go slow.” Curt grabbed her by the hips and slowly pushed his cock into her ass. He pushed an inch or so, came back a little then pushed more until he was buried to his balls in her ass. She was tighter than any pussy he had ever fucked. It was hot and slick and tight around the base of his cock, as if her ass was trying to milk him of his cum.
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Curt started pumping; he couldn’t help it. As he pumped his cock in and out of her ass, the maid moaned louder and louder. Her moans were like cheers, egging him on, pleading for more. The more she moaned, the harder he fucked. The harder he fucked her tight ass, the more she moaned. He reached around with one hand and began massaging her clit and she went wild. Her little moans came fast and hard; his grunts came fast and hard as he picked up the speed of his fucking. Suddenly he felt her body stiffen with orgasm. Three strokes later, he joined her, shooting hot cum into her ass. Slowly, he withdrew his fading hard-on until he pulled out with a little pop. Quickly, she turned around and washed his cock. “When’s the next time the lawn has to be cut?” she asked.
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Teri just had to get away from it all, she had just buried her husband a little over three months ago, and everything around her reminded her of him. After thirty seven years of marriage to such a wonderful man, it was hard to get up in the morning and face the day! Teri’s two grown daughters were getting worried about their mother’s state of mind, and finally insisted that she get away for a few days, just to kind of relax and let her batteries recharge. She didn’t want to go somewhere that she and Tom had visited, so it was decided that she would spend a week in New York City, taking in a few shows, and seeing all of the sights. They’d talked about doing it for years, but never got around to it, so Teri’s daughters figured that this would be the perfect time!
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Teri wouldn’t have given their little plan a chance in hell of working, but much to her delight, she was actually having a good time! Cats and Les Miz were more fantastic than she had ever imagined they’d be, the Guggenheim had more stunning art in one place than was imaginable, and the food, well it was just magnificent! New York had turned out being the tonic that made her see that it was possible to have a life after Tom, in fact, she was planning on making Manhattan a yearly destination! In a city the size of New York, especially when you’re a total stranger, you don’t expect to meet someone out of your past, but for Teri, her life was about to take twist that was completely unexpected, and that moment came at the check out line at Bloomingdale’s department store. While she was paying for a new pair of leather gloves for her younger daughter, she noticed a very attractive woman staring at her from across the room. She tried to ignore her, but the woman was being so obvious, that the sales lady even commented that she thought her “friend ” was trying to get her attention. Teri paid for her purchase and quickly made her way to the front door when she felt a hand on her arm and the question, “Teri, is that you!?!” She spun around, not sure how to react, but in an instant recognized the face from over forty years ago in college, “Victoria,” she asked!?!
As Marla wiggled her ass in the face of the half drunken Japanese businessman he reached out and slipped his hand between her legs and ran a finger along her g-string covered crack. After the quick feel, he stuck a thousand yen into her waist band and called out to the waitress for another drink. It was almost ten o’clock in the evening, and still the company men, as they are called in Japan, were drinking and carousing with there business associates. It was said that sake and geisha girls was the oil that kept Japan’s corporate structure lubricated. Well, Marla didn’t know about the business structure, but all of the executives in the Ty Ling bar were definitely “lubricated”! Being blonde and from America was a big draw to Japanese males, probably because of the homogeneous society that was modern Japan. Since 99.9% of the residents were Japanese, there wasn’t a whole lot of variety as far as appearance was concerned, so being blonde and in Japan definitely made you an outsider, and Japanese men couldn’t seem to get enough of the American women! While corporate America complained about closed trade markets, one look at the Japanese lifestyle told an entirely different story. The Japanese wore American clothes, watched American movies, ate at American fast food restaurants, and listened to American rock music. Walking down Tokyo’s busy Ginza district, and you would have thought you were in Times Square with all the American logos burning in bright neon lights. Marla was just another American icon to be bought and sold, only her commodity was her very supple and sensuous twenty four year old body. Like she said to her American compatriots, “We’re just doing our part to help balance the trade deficit !”
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Marla had answered an ad in the New York News about fabulous money to be made in the Far East, and after going for an interview, she found out that while not very glamorous, working the bars and night clubs of Tokyo and Osaka could earn a pretty blonde girl five thousand dollars a week! The hours would be long, but the rewards great for someone with a little ambition. Marla was at the time working a legal secretary making seven hundred dollars a week, a salary that barely made ends meet in New York City, so a week later she was on a plane to Tokyo, getting ready to start a brand new career. She found out right away that you could indeed make five grand a week, but to do it, you had to let the free handed businessmen touch you in very intimate places, and while not a prude, it took her several weeks to become accustomed to the pawing and leering that she had to endure while dancing at the club. In her third week, Marla got her first proposal to make some real money. A young executive wanted to take her to a hotel and make love to her. He seemed like a likable sort, and he wasn’t drunk like most of the other men in the bar that night, so she made arrangements to meet him in the hotel bar after her shift was over.
It has been almost twenty five years since Doug Mitchell came home from Vietnam, a war he never understood, but one in which fought, because his country called. Some of the things he saw sickened him, and to this day have made a lasting impression on him. He would like to forget it all, but a decision he made back in l973 makes that impossible. In 1971, Saigon was a wide open city with more than the normal number of vices to lure the young American soldiers. From gambling casinos to opium dens to twenty four hour brothels, there was a plethora of things to do for a soldier on the prowl, and being only twenty two years old at the time, Doug took part in his share of the Saigon night life. During a visit to an obscure whorehouse on the fringe of the red light district, he met a young Vietnamese girl who turned tricks for $15 a head that he got to know during his frequent visits, and over time they became friends. He found out that when she was only eighteen, her father sold her into prostitution for what amounted to about $500.00 U.S. dollars, and on her way to the brothel, her handlers beat her and forced her continually to perform sex acts on all of them. In the three days it took to reach Saigon, she became conditioned to do what ever the men ordered her to!!!
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Being very pretty and very young, she was a hot commodity for anyone who had the money to pay for her services, and by the time she met Doug, she was nineteen years old and had been turning tricks for over a year. After years of having sex with thousands of strange men, Su Lin began to equate acceptance with sex, and it was only by giving her body that she was able to feel any sort of self esteem. Doug promised her that some day he would get her out of ‘Nam and take her to America, so as the war began to turn against the U.S. and with Doug’s hitch was coming to an end, he got help from army lawyers to obtain a passport for Su. In August of ’73, Doug slipped her out of the brothel and put her on a plane to San Francisco. Two weeks later he was discharged from the service, and met her in California, and a month later, Doug and Su Lin were married in a little chapel just off Castro St. It was the start of what Doug hoped would be a happy life together, but he had no idea of the problems that were to arise almost immediately!!!
