Date: Thu, 11 Sep 2003 22:39:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Teachin in Kowloon (incest F/Ff)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts between women and a teenaged niece.  If
this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18
do not read it.

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                            Teaching in Kowloon
                                    By
                                   Jan


	On the cab ride to the Lantau Island airport to pick up her
nice Martina had plenty of time to think about her life.  She was
a Canadian from Vancouver, BC that was working in Kowloon,
New Territory of China as an English teacher.

	Martina is a tall gal, all of five-foot nine.  She is one of
the western Canadians that are a mix of English and German
parents.  As a result she is a faire-skinned brunet.  She felt like
a giant among the natives.  By American standards she was
average built but compared to the Chinese women she was
exceptional.  Finding a 36-inch C-cup bra was not that easy in
Hong Kong.

	She had a normal child hood while growing up in a rural
area.  Her first sexual encounter was with a cousin and it had
changed her life completely.  The girl had taught her about
lesbian sex while spending a winter holiday at her family's
home.  The girls shared her bed and the cousin taught her about
mutual masturbation.  When she taught her about oral sex that
changed Martina's goal in life.

	The college years were spent as English major.  They
were enjoyable years.  She not only had a variety of
relationships with fellow students she had some torrid affairs
with her councilor and some professors.  It was just a lucky
chance that she met a Chines ambassador who offered her a
position in Kowloon as a teacher.

	It was quite a cultural shock for her.  Not only are the
smells vastly different from the area she grew up, the number of
people is almost overwhelming.  The apartment she lives in is
not as large as a one-car garage in Vancouver.  Public
transportation is very crowded.  The city is very modern but
rural areas still very rustic.  The difference between the high
standard of living of one class and the utter poverty on the other
class is shocking to a visitor to the country.

	Hong Kong and Kowloon have a special relationship
with China.  You could say that England got a one hundred-
year lease on the island from Imperial China by providing
opium in exchange for Chinese trade goods.  After the Cultural
Revolution China looked the other way when it came to Hong
Kong because allowing England to keep the lease gave China
access to the world that bypassed trade embargoes.  The final
verdict if China will ever step in and repress the way Hong
Kong operates is not in.  What would they do with all the ethnic
groups that have lived there for generations?  There are English,
Dutch, French and even some Imperialist Russians that are
called White Russians still living in Hong Kong.

	Martina was slow to become acclimatized to the culture.
She did not let people know her sexual preference.  When men
tried to befriend her and ask her for dates it was a difficult thing
to reject them without looking like she was an ethnic snob.  She
was not that comfortable socializing with the school staff either.

	She did have a nice round-faced Chinese neighbor that
she would see coming and going.  They exchanged polite
greetings.  They bowed to each other and made small talk when
they would meet in the halls of the apartment building. One day
Martina found that her neighbor's laundry was placed in front
of her door by mistake.

	She knocked her neighbor's door and got no response.
She went to her room and did some reading while listening for
the sound of her neighbor.  When she heard the sound of the
door opening she picked up the laundry and went next door and
knocked.  When the women answered the door she got a big
grin on her face.  She invited Martina into her apartment even
before she could explain that the woman's laundry had been
delivered to her apartment by mistake.

	The little woman let her into a room very much like hers
and invited her to have a set on a small couch.  She told Martina
that her name was May-Ling.  Martina apologized for not
introducing herself and told her that her name was Martina.
She told May-Ling about the laundry mix-up.  May-Ling took
the paper package from her and kissed her on the cheek.

	Martina felt a flush of desire for this little Chinese
woman with the black pageboy hair cut.  The little woman
wanted to talk to Martina.  They talked about their home and
families.  They both came from farm families but May-Ling
came from a rice producing family and Martina came from a
wheat farm.  The difference was a hand labor intensive, flood
crop grown in small villages vs. a machine intensive dry land
farm that was larger than the village they were living in.

	They spent an hour or so becoming friends and ended the
evening by planning on going out to dinner the next night.
After that they spent a lot of time together.  They went
shopping and sight seeing together almost every day.  It was a
relationship that was headed toward more than just friendship.

	One Sunday as they were taking the Kowloon ferry over
to Hong Kong they were standing at the bow looking at the
skyline when May-Ling asked in her broken English, "Martina
I have been living next to you for months and I have never seen
a man come to visit.  You married?"

	Martina blushed, "No.No!  I'm not married!"  Then
with her hand in front of her mouth as if she was telling a
secret, "I really don't like men."

	May-Ling beamed, "Me too!  For me woman much better
company"

	They laughed and hugged each other.  After the ice was
broken they told each other all about how and when they
discovered that they preferred the company of other women.
The similarity in their stories was amazing.  They did a quick
shopping trip and rushed back to Kowloon and home like a
couple of giddy schoolgirls.

	When they arrived at Martina's apartment they dropped
their packages on the floor and Martina led May-Ling to her
twin sized bed.  Because of the hot humid weather both women
were dressed in light loose fitting clothes.  They took turns
stripping away each other's clothing and admiring each other's
body.

	May-Ling has a nice body with a long waist relative to
the length of her legs.  Her skin was almost blemish free, except
where she had spilt boiling water on her arm as a child.  The
melanin that gave Chinese their skin color leave scars.  She had
a brown scar on her left arm where the water had blistered her
skin.  Her almond shaped eyes are so dark they looked black.
She had typically small breasts that needed no bra.  Her areolas
were no larger than those of a man.  They were as dark as
chocolate in color and the nipples were the size of the erasers
on Ticonderoga pencils.  She had a shapely curve to her hips.
The legs were slightly bowed.  With her knees touching you
could still slip your hand between her legs.  The pubic hair is
straight and grows in the direction of her vagina.

	The fact that Martina is so much taller that May-Ling
added to the feelings of subservient feelings toward Martina.  It
seemed natural when Martina assumed the dominant roll.

	Martina drew May-Ling into her arms and kissed her on
the mouth.  She stroked her body and stimulated her to
distraction.  May-Ling was squirming around like ants were
crawling all over her flesh.  Martina moved her mouth to the
hard nipples and sucked on them in turn.  When she finally
placed her hand on the crotch of her new lover she found that
the hair that reached the crack of her vagina was moist.

	Martina could not resist putting her fingers under her
nose and smelling them.  They did not smell of urine but rather
of the musky odor of female sex.  May-Ling blushed at the
sight of Martina smelling her fingers and sucking on them.

	Martina pushed May-Ling back onto the bed and licked
and kissed her way down her Chinese doll's body.  When she
moved between her legs and lifted them up into the air Martina
kissed both inner thighs in a slow almost reverent manner.
When Martina smelled May-Ling's cunt and felt the heat she
could not delay it any longer.  She took one last look at her
lover's crotch.  The labia are as dark as her areolas and her
puckered anus was just as dark.  As she placed her mouth on
the mound and parted the labia with her tongue she touched the
sphincter with the tip of her finger as well. She did not
penetrate the hole but flicked her fingertip across it adding to
the thrill of her oral attack on May-Ling's cunt.  May-Ling's
legs were pointed towards the ceiling as she climaxed.  She
kicked, squirmed and bucked her hips and finally rested for a
short time with Martina still between her legs lapping at her
cunt.

	When she finally moved she had to find out what
Martina's breasts were like.  They were so large.  She had never
before made love to any woman with breasts as large as
Martina's.  They were so soft like small pillows.  She placed
both hands on one orb and sucked on the pink areola.  She
could barely get the oval in her mouth as she used her tongue to
stimulate the nipple.

	Martina was getting so worked up she reached between
her legs to rub her cunt and was stopped by May-Ling.  May-
Ling slid down toward that flower and knelt between her legs.
She admired the long strong thighs and calves of her first
Caucasian lover.  She kissed the inner thighs the same way
Martina had done to her.  Martina's pubic hair was darker that
the hair on her head and much more kinky.  It was like kissing a
pot-scrubbing pad.  She got past the hair and found the pink
inner channel to feel bumpy on her tongue.  By the time
Martina climaxed May-Ling's face was covered with the sticky
wetness that she had found inside that magic place.  They fell
asleep in each other's arms.

	They woke up in the morning and repeated their love
making before they got up and showered and dressed for work.
They became lovers that night and exchanged room keys so that
they could come and go in each other's apartment.  It was a
beautifully fulfilling relationship for them both.

	Then one day Martina got a phone call from her mother
telling her that her sister's daughter Lora wanted to spend her
summer vacation in Hong-Kong with her.  She said that she
was paying Lora's way and that Martina should meet the girl
and show her the sights.

	So, here Martina was standing at the exit terminal of the
airport waiting for her niece that she remembered as a silly little
preteen.  When Lora came out of the tunnel into the waiting
room she was looking around with a worried look as if she was
thinking that no one was there to great her.

	Martina called out her name and ran to meet her.  They
kissed and giggled as the nervous tension was released.
Martina marveled at how much she had matured in the past few
years.  They picked up her luggage and took another cab back
to Kowloon.

	As soon as Lora was settled in they started showing the
sixteen-year-old around Kowloon and Hong Kong.  Martina
had never appreciated just how sexy Lora was.  She could not
help bumping into Lora in the small apartment as the changed
clothes.

	May-Ling and Martina had decided not to let Lora know
they were lovers.  They thought that Martina and Lora would
spend a few weeks shopping and sightseeing before she put her
on the plane for home.

	That plan lasted about a week.  One day as Martina and
Lora were preparing to go shopping in Hong Kong they were
bumping into each other while they were getting dressed.  Just
getting in and out of the little wash closet caused them to rub
their tits against each other.  Martina was starting to get horny.
When they were in front of the bed Lora dropped her
underpants and when she bent over to pick them up her
beautiful naked white bottom stuck out in back and was pressed
against Martina's front.

	The feel of the soft spheres against her mound was the
last straw.  She placed her hands on the girl's hips and pulled
her tightly against her cunt.  Lora forgot all about her panties as
she stood up.  She quickly turned to face her Aunt and kiss her
on the mouth.  She wrapped her arms around her Aunt's neck
and jumped up and wrapped her legs around Martina's waist.

	Martina almost lost her balance.  She sat on the bed to
avoid a fall.  All thoughts of shopping were forgotten.  They
were locked in a passionate, tongue dueling kiss that left them
both breathless when it ended.  Lora in her youth blurted out
that she had love Martina from the time she was ten and found
out that she liked playing with her friend's pussies.

	Martina didn't feel it was necessary to divulge her sexual
exploits to her niece.  She simply said that she shared her
desires and that she wanted to make love to the youngster right
then and there.  The two women were a tangle of arms and legs
until Lora accepted that her Aunt was in charge.  Then they
moved around on the bed so that Martina was on top and they
kissed their way into a 69.  They were each moaning through
their first orally induced climax when May-Ling unlocked the
door and walked in.

	Rather than being jealous May-Ling simply closed and
locked the door.  She stripped off her clothes and moved in on
Lora's breasts.  Martina reached over and found May-Ling's
cunt.  They spend the rest on the day and night changing places
and driving each other crazy with their hands and mouths.

	If Lora had only been a sexually curious girl when she
arrived in Hong Kong she was a dyed in the wool lesbian by the
time she boarded the plane home.  As she was saying goodbye
to Martina and May-Ling at the gate a Chinese flight steward
got a good view of the women's roving hands and she was wise
to the relationship.

	On the flight home when Lora got up to use the bathroom
the steward placed herself in front of the door.  When Lora
opened the door to return to her seat, the steward lifted her skirt
like she was going to use the toilet but what she was doing was
giving Lora a flash of her naked cunt.  As she stepped past Lora
she rubbed her body against her and said, "I will be laying over
for a few days in Vancouver.  Lora practically pissed her
panties as the steward stuck a card in her blouse.


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