Date: Tue, 18 Apr 2006 17:34:13 +0300
From: CHRISTY MARS <hopladamos@hotmail.com>
Subject: LIN-CHAO

	The beautiful middle-aged American lady was laying naked, face-down, on the
massage-bed of an average "beauty parlor" in Shanghai. The room was small
but warm and cozy enough. There were also two bamboo armchairs and two
nightstands, in total, distributed on either side of the bed. The dimmed
lights, soft Chinese music and the embroidered claret tapestries, conveyed
an atmosphere of total mystery and relaxation. Transparent veils of all
colors, made of muslin, covered different angles of the walls and roof,
while two joss sticks were filling the room with their heavy heady perfume.
A "sinister" observer would definitely distinguish the musky odor of burning
opium, coming out from an unspecified source, without much trouble.

	Lin entered the room, closed the door and left the aromatic massage-oil on
the left nightstand. She was no more than 15 years old, 5'5" tall and about
89 pounds. Her magnificent ebony silky hair was caught in two waist-long
pigtails and her ultra-slanted almond shaped black eyes were sparkling like
electric charged nebulas. The shape of her face was oval, with prominent
cheekbones, and a pair of luscious thin dark red lips framed her small
mouth. She had very small tits-they would barely fill an A cup bra-with tiny
black nipples, which stuck out like needles. Her legs were long, but very
skinny, and her mound was covered by a very thin layer of soft black hair
trimmed in a cute "I" shape.

	Lin's outfit comprised: a white blouson with short sleeves, which had
zipper-it was drawn one inch above her navel, exposing her naked
breasts-instead of buttons; a white mini skirt, edged with a thin light blue
strap, which barely covered the ends of her buttocks; a tight black
g-string, one size smaller than the proper one; and a pair of white stiletto
heels, so high that her soles formed a 60 degrees angle with the floor.

	After leaving the oil on the left night-stand, Lin bent over in order to
draw a clean white towel from the drawer. Suddenly, she felt an aggressive
hand catching her bum. She froze there and waited obediently. The hand
sneaked under her mini skirt, stroked her skinny asscheeks a few times and
then started to squeeze and knead each one as if it was testing their
smoothness and flexibility. Then a   finger hooked the string, which was
buried between her buttocks, and pulled it back. Lin spread her legs more as
she felt the fabric of her g-string getting lost inside her slit.

	The hand played with her string, by pulling hard and letting go, for some
time and then, having been obviously satisfied enough, returned to its base.
Lin resumed her previous movement and covered lady's naked butt with a white
towel. She poured oil on her hands and rubbed them together.

	Lin started to massage the shoulders, delicately, working slowly her way
down to the waist. Her hands were flying over lady's spine and ribs like
butterfly wings, covering every sensitive spot and always applying the right
pressure. The lady, with closed eyes and having her right cheek rested on
the pillow, was smiling and shivering in anticipation of furthermore
pleasurable moments.

	Lin massaged the soft soles using her thumbs and continued rubbing the
shapely calves with both hands. She formed a "W" shape with thumbs and palms
and focused on sliding her joint hands, back and forth, along lady's firm
left thigh. The lady let out a prolonged series of soft moans as she was
getting extremely turned on by the continuous rubbing of her sensitive
flesh. Lin was treating the right thigh the same way when, suddenly, the
lady tossed away the towel, totally exposing her naked milky butt, and
spread her legs more.

	The lady's beautiful asscheeks were trembling like leaves in the wind and
Lin couldn't resist the temptation to fondle and caress them. She started
oiling and rubbing those marvelous warm orbs by moving her palms in slow
lingering circles, thrilling and soothing at the same time, the throbbing
aroused flesh. The lady was getting extremely excited and a small round
stain had already taken shape on the white sheet just underneath her
glistening slit. Lin was kneading softly the aristocratic white skin, making
sure not to leave any distinct marks on. She parted lady's voluptuous
slippery cheeks and proceeded in oiling the little dark backdoor. The tip of
her right index finger brushed lady's anal track and then outlined the
gapping hole.

	The lady sighed and turned over. She crossed her hands behind her head,
protruding her swollen pink nipples, bent her knees and spread her legs
apart, assuming a more comfortable stance. Lin rested her upper body on the
edge of the bed and positioned her head between lady's legs. She embraced
lady's thighs and put her tongue on the hairy puffy pussylips. While she was
lapping on those soft and wet folds, her mind drifted back...

	Lin was born in an anonymous small village 160 miles due north of Shanghai.
The village consisted of a few hundred families and was surrounded by
flooded rice fields. Straw-huts, a small number of cattle and tons of pasty
disgusting mud, were the only things the eye could see. We don't forget of
course the wretched army of poor-dressed peasants who used to wake up before
sunrise and work in the fields from down till dusk. That was exactly the
daily life of her parents and the rest of the families: hard exhausting
work, to the point of collapse, unbearable poverty and immense mental and
physical pain.

	When she was 12 years old, the only thing that had managed to alleviate,
somehow, the burden of her everyday life, although for a  small period, had
been "Blackie"-a little black white kitten with a brushy little tail which
used to curl up and sleep in her arms. Blackie always followed her wherever
she went; she would always pick it up, put it on her chest and spend hours
fondling its soft silky fur. Never before had anyone seen such strong bond
between a human and an animal. Alas, the food had never been enough for
anyone in the village and the poor kitten died of hunger, even though Lin
had done everything humanly possible in order to save its life. (How on
earth, can a carnivore survive, if it eats only boiled rice? Omnipotent God,
please have mercy on its innocent soul, for it never hurt anyone and gave
away so much love).She had been crying so desperately and for so long that
her parents, feeling devastated and guilty at the same time, took a decision
that changed her entire life.

	As if all misfortunes hadn't been enough, the village had long fallen prey
to an unconscionable loan-shark by the name Fa-Yum. The whole village was
indebted to him and his word was the only law the hapless peasants would
obey-except Lin's parents.

	Fa-Yum had been stricken by some kind of unknown disease-cancer? -and the
famous doctor Lu-Shun had suggested that he should get in the habit of
drinking a cup of urine daily. The urine should be provided only by a virgin
preteen girl; thus, Fa-Yum had laid his lewd eyes upon poor Lin-Chao for
quite some time.

	After Blackie's death, Lin had completely lost the desire for life and her
parents decided to sell her to Fa-Yum for fear she might hurt herself. They
believed that the new environment, along with time, would heal her sorrows.
Needless to say that Fa-Yum had triumphed once more.

	Fa-Yum was a fat-bellied 56 years old scum, 5'5'' tall, bold and weighed
162 pounds. His eyes were slanted like button holes and had a white goatee
5inches long. He sweated like pig-his sweat was sour and stunk like rotten
fish-and had small testicles. His penis was small and soft too and would
barely go beyond 4 inches when it got erected.

	After moving to Fa-Yum's house, Lin's daily routine had been the following.
She would get up at 7:00 am and wear-she had to sleep completely naked-only
a white apron and a pair of sandals. Then, she would enter Fa-Yum's bedroom,
climb his bed and squat over his head. Fa-Yum would part her rose petals, to
check the integrity of her hymen, and then shove his curled tongue one inch
inside her virgin slit. After that, Lin could let go her life saving golden
stream right on his gutter-pipe-like-tongue, making sure not to overshoot
his mouth. As soon as she finished peeing, Fa-Yum's snake tongue would
collect every drop, inside and around her wet labia, and tickle her tiny
asshole to no end, making her shivering in delight. Sometimes she would
reward him with her orgasmic virgin nectar. Later, Lin would be free to do
the house-cleaning or "anything" else required.

	Fa-Yum had his office in the living room of his home. It was a heavy black
oak table-with covers from top to bottom-whose right side was connected to
the wall. The wall had a hidden opening, large enough for a child to crawl
through, which connected the kitchen with the living room.

	During a conversation with his regular customers, once in a while, Fa-Yum
would push a hidden button. In response, a red light would turn on in the
kitchen and Lin had to run and sneak under his office, using the secret
passage. She would kneel between his legs, unzip his trousers and take in
her warm small mouth his soft uncircumcised penis. There had always been an
uphill struggle for her to bring this "dead meat" in life. Only by
scratching the "head" with her teeth, would she get some signs of
"activity"-and that hadn't always been the case.

	That vile creature would get aroused only when succeeded in ruining
somebody else's life. If one of his evil-minded plans came off, he would
immediately call Lin in his office. After laying her on top of his office,
he would cover her face using her apron, lift her joint legs in a vertical
position, put his semi-erected tool between the thighs and slide it there,
back and forth like a maniac. It wouldn't take long to flood her belly and
navel with his washy faint semen. She, then, had to use her white apron to
clean up the milky liquid from her tummy and his spiritless dick.

	By the time Lin turned 14 years old, Fa-Yum found himself in a very
difficult position. He had fallen victim to the Chinese Mafia and had to pay
a very large sum in order to avoid being murdered. Being in desperate need
of cash, he started to sell everything in his possession, including
Lin-Chao, who was sold to a widow noble lady by the name Kim-Lee.

	At that time, Kim-Lee was 42 years old, 5'1'' tall and around 100 pounds.
Her cup size was 34 B and she had wide round dark nipples, the size of a
silver dollar. She was very curvaceous, with wide hips and crooked legs, and
her pussy was always trimmed in a "V" shape. Her face was rather oval, with
shoulder length black hair, pink fat cheeks, thick nose, inflated lips, and
her black eyes were almond shaped. On her left inner thigh there was a
tattoo which covered an area of 5 by 3 inches-a scaly red blue dragon with
outstretched wings and burning breath.

	Kim had long been a hardcore lesbian and immediately introduced Lin to
lesbian sex. She taught Lin how to suck and lick her pussy for hours, always
keeping her on the verge of the orgasm and not letting cum too early. That
way Kim could have multiple orgasms which made her squirt right in Lin's
open mouth, who in turn, would swallow all the fluids with great pleasure.

	Every night Kim would sit in front of her mirror, wearing only her robe and
nothing else, and brush her hair. Lin had to kneel between her spread legs,
open the robe and lick her tattoo. Then she would lap Kim's pussy greedily
for 20 minutes or so and at the end, she would use her little fist to bring
Kim to orgasm.

	One of Kim's greatest fetishes had been the following. Lin, in standing
position with her hands tied up high and completely naked, had to be
strapped on the central pillar of the house. Kim, wearing only a transparent
white baby doll, would take a feather and use it to tease her.

	First, she would pass it behind Lin's sensitive ears, along her neck and
around her armpits. Then she would tease Lin's tiny nipples until they got
hard and then continue down. Of course Lin would giggle, shiver and ask her
to stop. Without paying any attention, Kim would trace Lin's navel,
lingering for a while in order to draw circles around it, and continue down
to the mound. She would take her time to stimulate the clit and childish
pink folds with soft and delicate movements, rendering them so
hypersensitive that Lin wouldn't stop pleading and whimpering for immediate
relief.

	At some point, after having heard enough, Kim would feel sorry for the
aroused girl and kneel before her. She would lift Lin's pelvis in the air by
putting her knees on the shoulders and supporting both asscheeks with her
palms,  nibble at the oozing jelly burning walls and then "whip" and "slap",
ruthlessly, the uprising pea-like-clit, using the bulk of her tongue as
"punishing" instrument.

	Even after Lin's orgasm, Kim wouldn't stop there but continue to tantalize
the child's tiny virgin lotus with a series of severe well aimed tongue
strokes, especially devised to maintain the tension as much high as
possible. Lin would tremble, arch and buck like a wounded doe and her thighs
would entangle Kim's face in a deadly lock, strong enough to squash her head
like pumpkin. Of course Kim's experience would settle the issue within
seconds by sending her, once more, on the summit of the mountain
"Orgasm"-the second consecutive orgasm is always stronger and more tense
than then first one, although many people claim to be the third.

	Unfortunately that good old lady died after a year and Lin had to pursue
her luck somewhere else. She moved to Shanghai and found a job in that
"beauty parlor" as a masseuse.

	...The lady moaned loudly as Lin, accidentally, bit her clit a bit harder
than usual. She immediately corrected her error by slurping and sucking the
clit gently and the lady relaxed somehow. Lin inserted a finger inside
lady's pussy and then started tapping the clit using the back of her
tongue-a very difficult task, but she had been taught very well during the
previous year. The lady was kneading and squeezing her bulky tits so hard
that her white flesh was full of red marks and bruises. Lin, without
stopping her inside out movement, bent her finger, forming a hook, and used
the tip of it to massage lady's upper pussy walls. The lady screamed, bent
her back as of she was trying to reach the sky, and wriggled like a crashed
snake.

	Lin stood up and waited for the lady to regain her composure...The lady asked
her something in English...Lin showed her a list with "services" written in
Chinese and English...The lady started to read...

END.

Written by Christy Mars Copyright 2006.
Especially made for 59 years old Harry (USA), who is blind.