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It was during the second round of the All Asian Sexfight
Championship 2008 and I was looking forward to a big few days. As
I walked away after the Wang Fei Lien Nguyen contest fully convinced of
the Chinese woman's potential I turned around when I was tapped on the
shoulder. There was Hitomi Asoaka. The 14 yr old number 1 sexfighter in
the Under 18s in Saitama Prefecture of Tokyo. (A prefecture is what we
would call a state and Saitama is immediately North West of Tokyo and
includes several of Tokyo's commuter towns). I had met her when she
beat and fucked my hope for the Under 18s and the accompanying money
pot, Annisa, in Tokyo 3 months ago.
"Hi Greg, I'm now number 5 in the Japanese 18s". Modesty was not one of her virtues. "And you owe me".
Indeed I did because if she had not interceded after I accidentally
insulted one of a Yakuza gang, parts of me would still be floating in
Yokahama Harbour.
"This is my grandmother. A thin birdlike like woman bowed to me. My
mother suicided after a teacher seduced her when she was 15 and then
said she seduced him. So my grandmother bought me up. It was hard for
her because she had been raped by the local Yakuza gang when she was 14
and after that because she testified in court no one will marry her or
give her job. So she works as cleaner in street and very poor. Now I
get good sponsorship money I bring her here for holiday so she can have
man fuck her for 45th birthday. First time since she was 14. You are
the man"
I backpedaled. "I'm here with Annisa".
"I fix her".
"Maybe your grandmother doesn't want me."
"You not as good as Japanese man, but she got no other choice."
Thanks for the endorsement I thought.
Just then Annisa turned up. Always late due to her makeup.
"What's going onnnnnnnnn". Her voice trailed off as she saw Hitomi and she cowered behind me.
My stomach sunk and felt like it was gripped in ice, I knew then that
my plan to ride on her coattails and get rich from betting on her in
the 18s was doomed. Fuck, the money I had spent. Well technically spent
as it wasn't mine but others but you get the picture. The beating she
had received in Tokyo from Hitomi had mentally scared her and it was
confirmed when she cringed when Hitomi spat out at her. Click Here for
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"Greg is going to fuck my grandmother tonight and if you interfere I'll tattoo my name on your face"
My heart sunk further. All the time invested. All the money. Wasted.
So that night I morbidly approached the bed. Hitomi's mother Kurumi had
switched off the light and lay as stiff as a mummy on the bed wearing
flannelette pyjamas. Groaning to myself I thought. Its only one night
and Hitomi did save my arse from the Yakuza gang.
When I lay down beside her, she rolled onto her back and opened her
legs slightly. I think she had the submissive Japanese wife idea of how
to "do sex", not the liberated modern one and assumed I'd get straight
on top of her and penetrate her at once. I gave her a light kiss on the
lips. It topped off a bad day.
"Slow down," I told her gently. "I want to make you feel really good first."
She looked up at me, eyes half-closed. "I already feel really good,"
she slurred. Obviously she had to drink to go through with this.
"I mean really really good," I said.
I pulled her tenderly but firmly towards me. She leaned against me and
hid her face in my chest. The feeling of her small, yet still taut for
her age, breasts pressed against me and slowly gave me a hard on. I put
my finger under her chin and raised her face. I kissed her face,
cheeks, ears and her lips tenderly. I took her lower lip and then her
upper lip in my mouth and slowly sucked on them.
I turned her around so that her back was leaning against my chest. I
slowly put both my hands on her small tits and pressed them. I took her
nipples between my thumb and forefinger and rubbed them. In the mean
time I kept kissing her. I then put my hands one by one under her
pajama top and caressed her tits. The feel of them in the palm of my
hand was great. My hard on became harder and so did her tits. I stroked
her tits and tweaked her nipples. She moaned with pleasure.
I switched on the bedside light, "Kurumi, your tits are perfect. Let me see them".
"No, no, they are old and small" she whispered, but let me raise her
pyjama top above her tits. I continued to caress them. She continued to
protest mildly but I paid no heed to her protests. Again she crossed
her arms across her tits.
"I feel embarrassed, I'm so old".
Slowly I pulled her arms away from her breasts. She lay there
half-naked with her eyes shut tightly not knowing what is going to
happen next. She lay panting, her breasts hard, nipples taut and
moaning softly. I kissed her face all over then worked down her throat
to her chest. She started to pant heavily out of control as I kissed
her tits and slowly moved to her nipples and took them in my mouth. I
spent some time sucking, lapping and nibbling at those small tits and
their out of proportion, thick, thumbnail sized, erect nipples. I kept
kissing her and handling her tits and she kept moaning. Her breath was
getting shorter. After a minute or so her hands caught my head and
pressed them on her nipples guiding it to the places she enjoyed most.
She kept muttering, "Oh oh oohhhhhhhh" as I kept kissing her tits and
rigid dark nipples. Her breathing was getting deeper, shorter and more
rapid.
She began to moan and wriggle; and, when I left her tits to move further down, she groaned,
"Noooooooooooo, don't stop."
I lifted my head for a second and told her, "Trust me, you won't be sorry."
My hand traced down the contour of her abdomen and into her thick mat
of pubic hair. Stroking the hair with my fingers I found her slit and
the swollen bump of her clit. I pressed her clit between my fingers.
With a start she caught my hand and whispered, "Oooooooh tooooo muchhhhhhh. You'll kill meeeeeee"
Ignoring her protest I continued to massage and lightly pinch her knob
of pleasure. Soon her grip on my hand relaxed. She started to moan
softly. I put my hand under her back and lifting her slightly slid her
pajama bottom off her hips.
She again protested loudly, "NO, NO don't look at me naked. I am too old".
"Quieten down. Relax and enjoy" I said as she allowed me to slip her pajama bottom completely off.
Hitomi's grandmother lay naked on the hotel crisp snow-white bedspread.
Her eyes tightly shut with her arm covering them, her mouth slightly
open, her hard tits pointing towards the ceiling, her small breasts
heaving up and down. Her clit hard, erect and fully visible busting out
of her thick cunt lips.
I pressed and massaged her swollen clit and ran my finger up and down
the furrow of her slit. She was wet with the hot flow of her arousal
and I started my downward journey. She had a thin, almost a gymnast's
body, with virtually no excess fat. Slowly I moved downwards and when I
got to her navel, I sucked on it and stuck my tongue in it and fucked
it. She nearly went wild. I went back to her tits, her face before
easing her legs a bit wider and planting my first kiss on her prominent
fleshy pussy lips.
At the first contact, she bucked and yelled.
"Nooo. It's too yucky for you. You can't want to do that."
I pulled my mouth away, reassured her and proceeded.
After a minute I stopped.
"No, don't stop, do it against, please."
So I returned, to begin licking lightly around her cunt which was below
one of the thickest pubic mats I had seen. Kurumi was tossing and
writhing, her breath coming in short gasps. I let my tongue open up her
lips, and she gave a long wail. Juices were pouring out of her
cunt-hole, and I lapped them up eagerly, amazed at how each woman
tasted different.
I put my mouth to her clit (standing as proud and as disproportionately
sized as her nipples) and sucked and flicked it with my tongue. She
moaned loudly and her hips moved up and down and gyrated in a circular
motion. Tremors ran through her body and she moaned softly, unable to
resist the pleasure waves mounting higher and higher.
Suddenly she clutched my head and pressed it to her clit. A few seconds
later with a loud "AAAHHHhhhhheiighhhhhhhhhhhhh" she gave a scream and
started spasming out of control, floods of her pussy-nectar pouring
into my mouth. She must have flopped around for at least two minutes,
moaning raggedly, before her convulsions died down and she went limp.
I slipped up the bed and took her in my arms. Her small, frail body
felt like a rag-doll, except that I'd never known a rag-doll so soaked
in sweat. After a bit, she raised her face, damp strands of hair stuck
to it, and managed to focus dazed eyes on me, and then let her head
fall back into the crook of my shoulder.
I let her lie there, although my stiff cock was begging for attention, until she was sufficiently recovered to sit half up.
I was aware of her eyes carefully scanning every inch of my body and
when they reached my erection, her eyes shot wider, her mouth opened
and her tongue started nervously moistening her lips. "It's huge, how
can I take you", she commented?
That felt good. My cock's a decent size, but not exactly in the
super-stud league. One of the advantages of being with Asian women is
they think you are huge. Lucky I don't know any Negro women.
She reached out a tentative hand to my erect cock.
"It's all right," I reassured her. "You can touch it."
Fascinated, she ran her fingertips over my cock, then flinched back as it twitched in response.
"It's OK," I told her; but she looked dubious, so I kissed her and very
gently took her hand, placing the palm against my shaft. "Put your hand
round it and rub," I said.
She did as I suggested, tentatively at first, then a smile came over
her face as she began to get the feel of how she could make my cock
respond. We kissed and I was aware that she was still breathing
heavily, and that her pussy-lips were wet and open; just as I was aware
that my cock was completely stiff and oozing precum as Kurumi's hand
drifted absently down and began rubbing it again. Our kisses grew more
insistent as we became aroused, grinding our bodies together. She had
one leg thrown over me, so that her cunt was stretched wide, rubbing
against my body and cock.
I pulled myself over her and between her legs, shuffling into position.
Instinctively she reached down with one hand, and helped the shaft
between her wet, puffy lips. She rubbed it up and down a few times, and
she squealed each time it flicked her clit. Then, when she'd found the
exact position, I slipped my hand under her and pulled her bottom up,
as I pushed my own down. The knob of my cock slipped her narrow, wet
hole, and she yelled and bucked as if it were buried to the hilt.
Glancing down, I saw her rigid, her face contorted, and her eyes were watering.
"It's been 34 years" she cried. "I'm no good at fucking, I can't take you", she wailed
My face was getting wet, and I knew she was crying. At last, her eyes
turned to look at me. "You... you can't want me. I'm no good," she
whimpered.
She didn't attempt to pull away from me, though.
"Feel my cock. Who is making it hard".
"Me", she whispered, "me", she repeated almost in wonderment.
After a moment, she nodded. "OK," she said faintly.
So I rolled her onto her back again and began thrusting into her,
slightly harder each time, so that, at each push, my swollen cock-head
opened up another half-inch of her unused cunt. At least two-thirds of
it was buried in her, when I felt her arms seize my buttocks, thrust up
with her hips and pull me fully into her tight passage of bliss.
"AAAYYEEEIII, UUUIIIII OOHH AHHH! AAAYYEEEIII" she screamed as I
plunged my rod in and out of till it was buried with the hilt in her
tight love tunnel with our pubic hair tangled together.
I pulled my cock back to the tip of her slit and slowly inserted it
back. Sometimes I gave quick short strokes and sometimes long slow
ones. I kept varying the length and the pace of my strokes. It was not
long before her hips started to move in rhythm with the in and out
movement of my cock. As I continued stroking my cock in and out,
getting gradually faster and harder, she started jerking her hips to
meet my thrusts, giving incoherent animal squeals and grunts.
"Oh yes," she managed to speak at last, "That's great, Greg, that the
best. Do it harder, please, please... Fuck me, Greg, fuck me hard, fuck
me with your big cock, fuck me till I come ..."
And she babbled on and on, getting the word fuck into every phrase, as
though it were some sort of sexual mantra for her. Suddenly she
clutched me and pressed me hard to her body. Her hips moved in a
feverish motion and a wild look came into her eyes. I knew she was very
close to coming and I was also not far away. I began to thrust
viciously into her, ramming her so hard that her tits rolled back and
forth. She began to gasp, then to moan. She arched her back and thrust
her head back her eyes clinched tightly close.
"I'mmmmmm cuuuuuuuuuuuuummingggggggggggggg", she wailed as she writhed beneath me, "Oh God, I'mmmmmmmmmm cuuuuuuming".
She exploded, shrieking and convulsing on the end of my cock as we
continued fucking, both trembling and shuddering, our breaths coming in
gasps. She came down a little, but not very far, and almost immediately
began building again. I managed to get to my knees and kneel up on the
bed, holding her small body and thrusting it up and down my aching
shaft.
With a loud scream she came again and that was all I needed to set me
off; and the world went fuzzy as I spurted a seemingly endless torrent
of sperm into the 45 year old Japanese grandmother's cunt. Gradually
our motions slowed and my cock became soft and her juices poured past
it and soaked the bed.
She reached out for her pyjamas and prepared to leave the bed.
"Whaaat", I queried.
"You've cleared the debt with Hitomi, now I leave you so the Indo girl can sleep here. Thank you. I always will remember".
I pulled her back and we collapsed in a sticky, soggy heap onto the
bed, me on my back, her spread-eagled across my chest and belly, legs
spread wide. She was beyond words now, and just mewled like a little
kitten. I stroked her hair as her ragged gasping gradually died down,
until her even breathing told me she was asleep. Lying there, sticky
and exhausted from fucking, her hand cradling my cock I went to sleep.
Duty done, but two hours later I awake with a raging hard-on. I traced
my hand down her slit and her wetness started. She was still half
asleep as I brought her near to orgasm but was awaking as I lifted her
legs and pressed her knees to her breasts. I looked at her cunt hole.
It was very wet, oozing her juices. My cock was all sticky with
pre-cum. Sleepily she reached up and gave it a couple of up and down
strokes with her hand and spread her legs apart and I got on top of
her. She slid my cock up and down in her slit before I pressed it into
her. The head slipped easily into her well lubricated cunt and I
leisurely fucked her in a to and fro motion. She started to feel the
pleasure coming over her and began to moan.
"Oooohhhhhhhhhhh, you want me. You want to fuck me. You want to fuck me
You want to fuck me YOU WANT TO FUCK ME", her voice getting louder and
louder
We moved so she lay across me with me inside her from the rear and we
lay there as I reached around to fondle her tits and clit. Slowly we
moved and I was in for the long haul as I had cum once and wasn't a
teenager any more.
"My tits are too small for a westerner. I'm too old. I'm too skinny. My face is ugly".
As I reassured her, her arousal increased as she kept me hard inside her.
Soon she became more confident.
"Feel how you make my nipples so big and hard. Do you like? Look my love bud is still wet and huge for you".
Suddenly among all the talking she slipped in the question, "How do I fuck compared to the Indo girl"?
"Better", I groaned.
Interesting, because ten minutes later she brought it up again saying
she didn't believe me and then very interesting later for the third
time when I explained why she was better she moaned like an animal as
she clutched the sheet beneath even harder in her tightly balled hands.
She might be better value than I thought. She was so close she could
taste it as I drove in and out of her
Noooo!" she screamed as she felt the pressure within her fade as I withdrew again. I pressed deep inside her once more.
"Yesssssss, I going to cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm".
She screamed in ecstasy as I drove my cock deep within her, burying its
full length. Our bodies became one. Face to face, our lips met, our
tongues intertwined even as our bodies quaked in anticipation of the
final explosion. With my last vestiges of control, I continued to pump
away. Kurumi wrapped her legs around my waist, as if she feared I would
play a cruel joke on her and again withdraw.
.
"Fuck me!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, loud enough to wake
the devil. One final thrust and spasm of her cunt and we were there.
Both our bodies shook as we came.
I went off for a crap and as I passed Annisa's room on the way back I
saw the naked Kurumi letting my cum fall on the sleeping girl's clothes
and whispering how she had made me cum. I was enough to make me more
certain of the tentative plans I had and I sneaked back to the toilet
and when I reappeared Kurumi was tucked up in bed waiting for me this
time making sure her tits were on display.
I awoke as she bent down and planted a kiss on the purple glans,
pulling away quickly with a worried look on her face when she saw I was
awake.
"Is that okay. I've never done that before. Can I do it again?"
"As much as you like," I said. "It's as good for me as having your
pussy licked was for you?" She raised an eyebrow, as if to say she
doubted that; but she put her mouth back, and gave the head of my cock
a long, lingering kiss.
"Try sucking some into your mouth," I suggested; and, after a moment's
hesitation, she opened her lips to slide them around the glans, getting
the whole head in.
Stroking her hair, I used the slight pressure of my hand to encourage
her into sucking back and forth, and she got into this very quickly. I
must confess, I've had far more expert blow-jobs, from women who've got
more into their mouths; but her clumsy, determined enthusiasm with
which she sucked me made them all pale into insignificance. A short
time of this treatment, and I felt my balls tighten and my cock begin
to throb with come ready to spurt.
Sensing this she tried to take me deeper so my cock was banging the
back of her throat as the short savage bursts of jism shot out. She did
her best to swallow but the sheer quantity left her with cum trails
from her face.
"Thank you for the night. I will always remember how we cum, how you make me feel a woman. Now I must go", she said sadly.
"Not so quick", I replied. "We have some shopping to do if you are
going to accompany me to the fights tonight. What have you got to put
on"?
She opened her case. Sensible Japanese two piece suits and flat shoes.
I picked a black skirt, the tightest and shortest (about her knee
level) and a cream jacket that only had one button at the waist. She
looked mystified as she searched among her conservative blouses.
"They don't match", she queried before her eyes widened as I produced
one of Annisa's black semi-transparent camisoles and laid it with the
skirt and jacket. I took the bra from her hands and put it back in her
suitcase and handed her one of Annisa's thongs.
She shuddered as she slid the thong on and felt it between her arse
cracks. Looking down she could see her black thatch through the white
thong lace. She put on her skirt and jacket and looked in the mirror.
With the jacket open her 31B tits were straining against the custom
made 29A camisole and as she looked at her tits through the semi
transparent material her nipples swelled and protruded against the thin
material.
"You want me to dress like this", she said proudly.
"Only when you have to be conservative".
Three final steps. I oiled her legs so they glistened, took her
necklace and turned it into a double ankle chain and had a pair of
Annisa's high heeled slut shoes on her.
Three hours later I knew I had a natural. She had 3 long dangling ear
rings in one ear and one stud in the other from her new piercings, her
hand held her bag full of thongs, suspender belts and stockings while I
held her 3 pairs of high heeled shoes. She pressed her arse now covered
in a shorter skirt of thinner material back into my groin as we stood
in the lift grinding it against my hard-on. She had been better than I
hoped: standing proudly beside me as we paid for the lingerie, and
willingly standing only in heels and thong while she was measured by
two women dressmakers for her new outfits.
"Greg, this is so good, but how will you hide all these things we buy
from the Indonesian. I don't want to make trouble for you."
I was time.
"But I want her to see you like this..instead of you dripping my cum on
her clothes while she sleeps I think it would be better if she sucked
it from you, don't you."
Her eyes widened. "You saw me. You want me to fuck you"
"In front of her and then", I cut in
"let her swallow every bit from my cum filled cunt", she finished as her hand played with her wet clit.
"And fuck her in front of me so you know I have no regrets in choosing you".
Over lunch I outlined my plan. To compliment the "Ownly Pussy" Club in
Bangkok which I part owned and was catering to Japanese businessmen and
tourists I planned to have her cater for the wives who were left behind
at the hotel. At the least we would make cover costs from Tupperware
like Sexaid parties she hosted but at the other end we would make real
money from catering for any of their desires. Male strippers, gigolos,
young boys, women, orgies, catfights, sexfights for them to watch while
their husbands partied at the club. And the piece de resistance, with
her on side I might be able to extract Hitomi from the Japanese
sponsorship system and manage her as an independent to replace Annisa.
Returning to my room I had some luck. I had left money everywhere in
messy piles and a quick look at my spy camera DVD showed a maid taking
some. 15 minutes later and presenting the evidence to her I had the 26
year old Vietnamese woman agreeing to be Kurumi's sexfight training
partner in return for the incriminating DVD.