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The World of Suzie Wong

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The World of Suzie Wong

Chapter 1

Suzie Wong gazed longingly towards the ocean, carrying her thoughts to her native land. A refugee from Vietnam, whoever would have thought it possible, she the daughter of Chinese nobility forced to flee her homeland. The successful owner of a boutique that catered only the best to the best, the wives of Field Marshalls and Colonels were her clientele. She had clothes flown in from Paris and London, she attended luncheons and cocktail parties by the score. And now . . . here in this hotel in Hawaii to rest and recuperate before flying to America to meet Brad, her husband. Whatever had possessed her to marry a CIA Agent, she could have had anyone ... he did remind her of her father's stable boy though, always she came back to him. Suzie sighed, she didn't want to think about Brad, he didn't even satisfy her and she hardly ever saw him anyway. She smiled to herself when she thought of Brad's superior from the CIA who had informed her she must leave the country, with his bulging eyes and pants, thirsting to get into her panties. She thought of the sadistic pleasure she had gotten from refusing him.

She closed her eyes and opened them again to view the lush scenario of the Hotel Margo, and in doing so she realized for the tenth time that morning that every eye at the pool was upon her. Poor suckers, she could almost see their cocks straining against their bathing suits in anticipation. Just because the Hotel had a reputation for beautiful women, everyone assumed she was fair game. Well, she wasn't. She was exhausted keeping these oafs at bay. And Suzie Wong, at thirty-five was still stunning.

As she rose from her chair to walk to the pool, it was evident that her body did not reveal her years. Her legs were long and lithe, her skin taut and glowingly tantalizing against the hot sun. Her buttocks were round and firm and swelled seductively under her bikini, revealing just the space between the two globes of undulating promise ... her breasts spilling just enough out of her white bikini and her belly, gentle and ever so slightly rounded, just right for the caress of a man's hand.

Men lusted after her, and drooled and pursued her relentlessly. She spurned them over and over again but to no avail. She was always cold and haughty but it only seemed to make them want her more.

If only she could have looked like half the women from her father's village, sagging breasts and care-worn bodies. She reflected pensively for a moment upon her early life, her father the Governor of the village and her mother from an ancient lineage. She, born to be served and pampered. Again she thought of the young stableboy, thirteen years old beaten to death for loving her. He had fucked her one night in the almond grove and her father's steward had caught them. Her first love killed for loving her. Something had died in her then, never again to be aroused, or so it seemed ... and now. Well, she didn't want to think about it. And now she had her niece to care for, since her brother and sister-in-law were killed, a girl who had quickly ripened to womanhood, only lately out of the convent.

Wendy was now thirteen, Suzie had taken care of her since she was six.

She had sent her to only the very best of schools and guarded her very carefully. Yesterday Wendy was a child and now ... Suzie reflected that the child was fast growing into a very beautiful young woman. Of late Suzie had noticed Wendy's increased interest in boys and her seductive way of casting her eyes whenever they came into the room. Somehow Wendy's approaching maturity was causing Suzie to feel again the touch of a man more constantly, perhaps it was a sense of competition, who knows. Brad wasn't much help, he was hardly ever with her and when he was ... Well, Suzie shuddered, she didn't want to think too much about Brad and his apparent lack of concern for her, true she was somewhat frigid even with him but didn't he sense her need to be really taken.

Apparently not, his lovemaking left so much to be desired and half the time his mind seemed to be elsewhere, probably on his work.

Suzie shook herself out of her reverie, no point in lingering on Brad, here she was in this ridiculous place fighting off advances of men like, well like Jed Kranz sitting opposite her, his belly was so large she doubted if she could even find his cock, he wanted it just the same. Ugh, men were all alike, sad but true.

The voluptuous woman stood at the edge of the pool gazing down into the blue rippling water, a bird swooped over her head in a graceful dive and she too followed it, wishing she could fly away on the wind away from all this. Surfacing she felt refreshed and for a moment in time felt content again.

She played in the pool for a while, temporarily forgetting the ogling eyes, diving like a dolphin and somersaulting, she really was a gorgeous woman. The men around the pool couldn't help but feel a sense of loss at not being able to possess her. Shit. Who was it this time trying to invade her privacy, her peace flew away as quickly as it had come.

She saw a strong pair of legs blocking her exit from the pool and looked a little higher at a deep blue silk swimsuit to a deeply tanned body and into the eyes of Russ Redford.

"Hey baby," he called to her. "I've been looking for you all morning."

"Oh, hi Russ," nervously she smiled, looked into his eyes and then darted then away again. "Pardon me," she said rather brusquely as she tried to avoid touching his body, brushing against his cock which was so obviously throbbing against his swimsuit and for a moment she felt a titillating sensation in her vagina as she came close to him. A surge of desire shot up through her body and she tensed her thighs in order to avoid too much contact.

Russ laughed. "The Virgin Queen eh," he quipped.

Suzie Wong blushed scarlet, then quickly regained her composure and her dignity she walked past him to her deck chair. Russ watched her, a grin spreading from ear to ear as he savored the full curve of her ass swaying in cockthrobbing undulations.

Suzie sat down and put on her sunglasses and cautiously watched Russ for a moment. He did arouse her, that was certain and he was the only decent man at the hotel ... in fact the only man in desire into her body. He was obviously very intelligent, in an entirely different way from Brad, and extremely handsome, a Drama professor at some university in California and Wendy, her niece, had been spending most of her days with Russ's nephew Mike. They were the only youngsters at the hotel and had naturally been thrown together ... but also they did seem to "flash" as they put it on each other.

Every woman in the hotel wanted Russ to fuck them, it was obvious, in fact every night he was with a different woman. Suzie knew, though, deep down that she was the only woman he wanted there at the hotel. No, never, she shuddered almost too violently never again will I fall in love, not another man, except Brad and he didn't count, would come into her lovely body, even though they might die for the want of it.

She looked good and hard at Russ, he seemed to be a man in his late thirties, early forties, it was really hard to tell with a man like that. His body was so strong and muscular and obviously he took really good care of himself. He was intelligent, charming, handsome, everything a woman could want ... hut she knew too much about men to let herself be fooled, he was lust like the rest, a sexually driven beast.

Lost in her thoughts, Suzie was shocked when she felt the presence of another body close to her. Russ was leaning over her, almost touching her breasts with his hands.

"Cummon angel," he smiled. "Are you eves going to melt enough to allow me even one moment with you."

Suzie felt uncomfortable with his body so close to hers, she really did feel desire every time he came anywhere near her in all her years out he the world since the death of her first husband, no-one had even come close to affecting her like this, she was at a loss as to what to do.

She really was lonely, in truth ... but really she was not going to be fucked by anybody, fucked and left to cry in the hot sun like all the rest of the women at the hotel.

"I like you, I really do," Russ said earnestly. "There's no-one here at the hotel that can hold a candle to you, your eyes are so seductive, like a playful kitten. You oriental women are so mysterious and alluring. I thought maybe we could don't know, whatever you want to do."

Suzie smiled warmly. "Thanks Russ, but I don't date, I've already told you that, I'm here to recuperate. My niece and I have been through so much recently and we are exhausted. I need a little peace and quiet."

"So why choose this hotel, baby, with so much action, it's not exactly your summer retreat." Sensing her withdrawal from him, Russ stood and walked away, totally disgusted.

Suzie watched him walk away without looking back and felt torn in two.

One half of her wanted to call him back and say, "Russ, I'd love to go to a movie with you," and the other half felt repulsed and afraid. She wanted him and she didn't... Oh Cod! ... what was she going to do. She was a frigid, uptight bitch and she knew it.

Russ strode angrily to his hotel room. Christ! that bitch was hard to get, he'd been pursuing her relentlessly for days to no avail. He couldn't get her out of his mind though, she was different from other women, obviously from a good family, she had an air of breeding about her. He'd been around enough women to know class when he saw it, even in an oriental and Russ Redford was a snob a heart when it came to women. He might mess around a lot but when it came to a real woman in his life he wanted class and this dame had it. He was notorious at the university for chasing snatch ... and in all his years no-one had ever evaded his grasp like Suzie. Nothing seemed to work with this delectable piece of pussy!

He knew from experience though that once he could crack the ice he'd have one hell of a tigress on his hands. He sensed her desire for blood and he had it. He would tear her apart, the cunt, once inside of her, if only he could get near enough to kindle the flame. Damn it, he was so frustrated he wanted to tear off her bikini right at the poolside, fuck everyone around. He wanted to fuck his cock deep inside that tantalizing pussy of hers and choke her with it until she begged him to stop. He wanted to ... Russ stopped, realizing that Suzie was reading his thoughts. It was getting more and more difficult to keep his lust in check. Goddamnit, he was going to fuck her, he was going to ... wait a minute! A plan was emerging in his consciousness ... a last desperate attempt. Alright, he'd tried another tack ... he was by no means through.

Turning around to catch a last glimpse of Suzie he saw that she had left the poolside, never mind, he would see her soon enough. Turning sharply, he headed for the bar, he'd need a drink to bolster up his courage for this one.

Suzie returned to her room to escape from the hot sun and to collect herself. She lay on the cool cotton sheets and felt a warm languorous sensation spread slowly up her body. She was a sensual woman, she knew it, but life's bitter experiences had caused her to deny her true nature. First her father's stableboy had loved her and been killed and then married to Brad for so many years, hardly ever seeing him, a war raging, all the old ways falling. Her father was a powerful man and he had considered it a feather in his cap to have a CIA agent for a son-

in-law, he ordered her to marry him and of course she obeyed, that was the way in the East. Brad had married her and left on a mission two days later leaving her brutalized and shaken. That was five years ago and she'd hardly seen him in the interim. And then Randy came into her life. Her father had summoned her one evening to the house and told her the war was going very badly, he wanted her to become friendly with a certain Colonel Randy Newhouse. Her father felt he could be useful to them if they needed to get out of the country in a hurry. He had now realized that Brad was of little use to the family, he'd been off with the Montaigns, a group of mountain tribesmen working for the CIA for the last nine months, no-one had heard from him since.

Colonel Randy Newhouse and Suzie met at her father's house. He was kind, he seemed sensitive, he read poetry, he was attentive ...

She got up from the bed to take off her bikini, since the elastic was beginning to cut into her flesh. She caught sight of her reflection he the closet mirror and studied herself with detached interest, but without much pleasure. Her satin-skinned flesh tinted a golden tan except for the tiny stripes of her bikini. She gazed at her taut, high breasts, they curved up to firm deep pink nipples. She moved her eyes to the black silky pussy hairs and opening her legs, she touched gently the softly molded vaginal lips. She could see the tiny tip of her clitoris peeking from the crested valley of her vagina in almost childlike shyness. She looked at her face, her high cheek bones, her mysterious eyes as Russ had called them, she had the classic almond shaped eyes of the orient that could express many moods. And then, as if suddenly ashamed by her immodest voyeurism, she threw on her pink satin robe and closed the closet door.

"I've got a good body," she thought, "but it hasn't brought me anything but pain." And once again she thought of the women in her father's village with the sagging breasts and wrinkled thighs. God! If only she were an old toothless hag, or been born ugly, then she wouldn't have been cursed by men constantly lusting to strip her naked and fuck her.

All her life men had fondled her and when she finally married Brad, his clumsiness and brutality had left her cold.

Then there was Randy and she remembered the first time he had come into her life. He had treated her like a lady, he didn't seem to lust after her, he was sensitive and very intense.

They had spent many long afternoons talking, drinking tea. Then one afternoon she invited him to her own house. Her servant brought them wine and she became higher than she ever usually allowed herself to become.

They began kissing and the heated presence of a man against her body after nine months alone, had fired her passions to an explosive level.

She was aware too of his throbbing excitement ... of the huge bulge in his tight pants. The cloth of his crotch seemed to give off waves in torrid temptation to continue, and there was a tantalizing wet spot where his hardened penis was pressing its blunt tip against the cloth.

The salacious sight seemed to fire her even more, making her breasts ache and her nipples become jeweled rubies rubbing against her own dress.

Then suddenly there was a light tap upon the door, it was Tang her servant inquiring if she required mere wine. So she quickly dismissed him for the evening and returned to Randy. Then they were alone again, rubbing thigh against thigh, his hard cock burning into the heated mound between her legs. Randy was kissing her and his feverish hands were unzipping the back of her dress and she ... Oh God! How she swore after Brad she'd never trust a man again, but ... Oh! Ohhhhh! ... she was arching her back to allow him to ...

The memory was having a strong effect on Suzie. She lay there on her bed, her white robe falling open slightly to reveal her suntanned body and her hardened nipples. To her profound anguish, she now felt her soft, curl-rimmed cunt lips beginning to throb, excitedly pulsing the same way it had those many years back. Shivers of unwanted sensations traveled up her spine and through her flesh, and she moaned in shameful prurience, continuing her reverie ...

Randy's hands had smoothly removed her dress and bra, and he was suddenly squeezing and cupping the nakedness of her sensitively tingling breasts, his lips leaving her mouth to suck on her trembling nipple with a hungry desire. His other hand was still peeling the panties off her writhing hips, down past her moistened pubic hair, down her legs, while she ... Oh Lord! ... she helped kick off that last restraining garment. And then he tore at his own pants and shirt making them both naked. How well she recalled her gasp at the sight of his immensely swollen cock.

And then he was rolling between her legs and on top of her, her young foolish brain seething with uncontainable passion. Yes, she was silently begging for him to continue, to have his long hard penis filling her hungrily throbbing cunt well to its fullest. She wanted him to slip between her excitedly trembling thighs and fill her belly with his thick, hotly throbbing hardness. She was ready to let a man fuck her again.

Her long black hair flailed around her moaning face, her taut nubile breasts dancing on her chest as she prepared herself for him, for the sweet forbidden taste of lusting manhood ... Randy's muscular hips pinned her squirming thighs to the sofa ... The soft black curls of her pubic hair brushing teasingly against his searching cock, tickling against it and inciting him to incoherent mumblings of crazed desire ... She had been wildly aroused too, and then Randy flicked his thighs forward and with one smooth motion of his hips buried all of his thickly pulsing hardness deep up into her hotly quivering cunt-hole.

But then, suddenly, she remembered how his sweetness had changed to wild, unbridled lust. And his tender loving changed to just a selfish fucking of her openly spread vagina!

"Please, love," she had whispered to him. "Fuck me slow and easy." But he couldn't or wouldn't hear her pleas. And when he had spewed out his hot male cum far up inside her unsatisfied cunt and belly, he had dressed and left her quickly ... just walked right out on her never to return again. She had then pulled her dress over her nakedness, and in the darkened living-room had lay there awake and sobbing half the night from unsatisfied passion and bitter hurt. Never, she had sworn, never will I leave myself vulnerable to just being fucked by a man again as long as I live.

A wave of blushing shame passed over Suzie's face now, just as it had so many times over the months whenever she recalled that painful night.

Then, suddenly, there was a knock at her hotel room door!

Suzie pulled her robe tightly around her voluptuous body and slipped on a pair of thin silken panties, then went barefoot to the door.

Russ Redford stood outside. She was stunned to see him, and something about him was making her a little afraid ... She smelled the faint odor of alcohol coming from his breath.

"What do you want?" she said sharply.

"I want you, my lovely one," he said as sweetly as he could. "Oh," the liquor was allowing him to get carried away, "Oh, I want you so bad!"

And before she could decide how to handle this difficult situation, he was in the door.

"No," she cried, terrified of his suddenly direct and lustful approach.

"Go away, please! I told you before, I-I don't ..."

"Why?" he mummured ignoring her plea, "Why do you keep me at such a distance? I-I really do care for you, Suzie."

The woman felt torn in half. Her fantasies of a few moments ago had heated her body to the boiling point and here was the man who had set off that chain of memories. God, he was attractive ... But she knew what men were.

"Please, Suzie," he said reaching for her hand. "We're adults ... We need love ... And love is ... physical," he said gently.

Her dark beauty had stunned him, and now, holding her hand and standing within inches of her warm fragrant body, he was literally overwhelmed with the need to touch her face, to run his fingers through her long dark hair, to kiss her and hold her and make love to her until she surrendered completely to him. Christ, maybe it was more than lust this time ... this woman aroused his feelings so much. He couldn't help himself around her.

His other arm began to snake slowly around her tiny waist sweeping her closer to him until he was able to whisper into her ear, "Suzie ...

darling ..."

Suzie squirmed uncomfortably in the handsome man's embrace, placing her hands up between his arms and pressing against his chest until she had disentangled herself.

"Russ," she said, "I ... I am attracted to you ... but, but I hardly ..." She hesitated, trembling with a mixture of confusion and excitement ...

Then suddenly he pressed his body against her, grinding his loins tightly against the front of her robe. Suzie's deep brown eyes widened with surprise and indignation as she felt something unexpectedly hard pressing into the flat plane of her belly, and made a concentrated effort to gain control of a rapidly disintegrating situation. What was happening to her today ... the flood of memories ... her passions fired for the first time in so many months ... She gasped angrily in an attempt to struggle away from the stiff, poker-like bulge that was urgently digging into the softness of her lower abdomen, all too evident through the thin layer of clothing that separated them. Above her, Russ's implacable smile seemed to her to widen with an unbearable arrogance as though he were enjoying her anxiety and discomfort. He held her more tightly, pushing harder against her until his weight trapped her desperately wriggling body securely against her dresser.

"Russ, for heaven's sake. Let me go this instant," she cried out.

Distress was evident on every feature of her beseeching face as she looked up at the handsome man. "You know I don't like this! I won't be manhandled--" she said, knowing her voice lacked total conviction.

And so her unconvincing words seemed to have no effect either on the now lewdly grinning man or on the pulsing rod of flesh that was straining against her belly. "Aw, c'mon Suzie," he pleaded. "You know you want me holding you like this. You know deep down inside you do!

Why fight it?"

Then he gently but firmly drew her into a heady, clinging embrace and was whispering wetly into her ear. "You drive me wild," he cooed softly. "God every time I'm around you, I go nuts with wanting you so badly.

D-Don't even talk like that!" she groaned. Her body too was on fire, yet she knew men and she knew she must resist.

Before she could find the breath to protest, she felt his one hand grasp her chin and tilt it upward toward his face. Then she could taste the warm moistness of his lips as his mouth came down hotly over hers, and his tongue slithered deep into her mouth, searching for the softness of her own tongue.

The reluctant Chinese beauty had to admit that this man's firm, manly body felt good pressed against her, its sinewy strength beating against the supple roundness of her breasts. Instinctively, her body began to respond to his subtle caresses, molding her willing flesh to him with every fiber of her strength. It shocked her, realizing she was involuntarily responding this way to him. Russ Redford possessed an affable charm and forceful personality, and was one of the most desirable men she had ever met. The urge to shout yes! to him was nearly uncontrollable ...

But it was stopped dead, checked as always, by the black and terrible cloud of her hurtful past hanging overhead.

"Oh God, no Russ," she whimpered as he released the tenderness of her quivering lips for a moment. Haunted by a fear of what might follow, Suzie clenched her hands into fists and pushed as hard as she could against his chest to break the lock of his arms. "No ... no more ...

Wendy will be back soon! Please, you have to let me go!"

"She's with Mike," he answered in a throaty rasp. "They're out together. They won't be back for a couple of hours!"

Then, with no further warning, he abruptly tightened his enfolding arms about her and once more crushed his mouth down wetly on her trembling lips. Disregarding her indignantly mumbled protests, he slid one hand down under the fabric of her satin robe to gently stroke the firm smooth flesh of her upper thigh. He clamped his fingers greedily around one of the full, firm cheeks of her buttocks, pressing her loins even move demandingly to his own.

For a terrified moment, the raven-haired beauty thought even more desperately to escape his unwelcome caresses, but then her traitorously accepting body ceased its struggle. In spite of her fervent revolve not to, she was beginning to respond to the eager passion of his kneading hand around her tautly straining buttocks. For a wistful moment she wished she could truly let go of her inhibitions and fears, just for one time, and do what should come naturally to her as a mature woman ... but the wounds that had been inflicted on her were simply too deep and still unhealed.

Somewhere, in the depths of her consciousness, Suzie felt the tempting awareness of Russ's arousing kisses, the gentle yet massaging pressure of his clenching fingers around her buttocks and slender waist, and the insistent throb of his excitedly jerking hardness against the nakedly yielding flesh of her belly ... but she was still too afraid, afraid of the pain and heartless treatment she had endured twice before, to allow herself to give in now. The dedication which had turned her into an independent and self-reliant woman was built on the need to prove her worth, after men had made her doubt it.

"No ... no, Russ, please, no ..." she moaned, her words lost from the constriction of his lips.

"Why not, Suzie'? Why not, just like men and women do all the time ...

what nature built them to do?" His hand continued to stroke her hotly pulsating thigh and buttocks, and then he lowered his lips to her pleading mouth once again, his tongue darting out to slip between her teeth. Suzie moaned, a mixture of desperation and passion. He was too strong for her physically, and now her body was a loose bundle of throbbing sensations, her mind rapidly losing control over it ... Then suddenly his other hand snaked up along her quivering belly to cup one of her full, naked breasts beneath her robe, sending tiny licking flames of unwanted excitement rushing over her vulnerable flesh. Small pinpricks of delicious feeling raced through the softly pulsing lips of her awakening pussy, until, abruptly, the realization of what she was allowing to happen struck her. Again, the old fears and hesitations returned! She thought about breaking away and running ... running to escape this man ... but she doubted that her legs would support her now. He held her tight, his hands hot and smooth on her breast and her buttocks, and he ground his loins strongly against her thigh. She could tell that his penis was hard and that it had expanded into the full blood-engorged erection that was bursting to get out of his pants and crawl insidiously up into her nakedly waiting cunt.

"Stop!" she cried. "Oh no ... no!" With near superhuman strength, she squirmed away from his grip. "Let's ... calm down, Russ! Not here, not now! I'm not just one of those desperate spinsters you've been screwing all week!"

"I know you're not, Suzie," Russ breathed into her ear. God, how his cock ached, and his balls were crying out from the pressure of his thickly building cum! "But you are a woman," he said with slow thick desire. "And someday you'll give yourself in love again ... And I want it to be to me!"

Those tender words reminded her of Randy Newhouse ... That was how he had spoken to her, and then he had just fucked her and left her belly filled with semen and unsatisfied. Selfish brutes! All of them nothing but wild, sexual beasts.

Her body stiffened as Russ began pulling her loins harder than ever against his own. He massaged the soft yielding cheeks of her buttocks from behind once more, his mouth locking down again upon hers with a frantic urgency. She heard her breath coming in tiny mewling gasps, and the muscles of her body were as taut as a bow-string as they reacted of their own volition to the delicious teasings of Russ's warmly gripping fingers. She clenched her teeth together, fighting the surging emotions of her flesh with all of her might, but the pervading fingers of his one hand nipping against her breasts, and the hardness of his penis against her trembling belly, brought further moans of helpless submission from deep in her throat. God, in spite of her past, Russ was succeeding in arousing her! Maybe there was hope yet ... he was being so tender in his passion ... and she was becoming excited in the way a healthy female ought to! Perhaps she would become normal and not let her fear of masculine betrayal keep her trapped in her loneliness! But all the while, there was a frightening hollowness alive in the pit of her stomach, fighting off the intensity of her response ...

"Ohhhh, Russ! Please don't do this!" she pleaded, almost close to tears from her conflict of emotions. But the man' hands fondled the tight cloth encased cheeks of her buttocks, unaware of the battle which was raging in Suzie's mind. Suzie struggled harder ... but his kisses burned hots and his left hand closed teasingly over her throbbing breast, absorbing it voluptuously firm flesh ...

'Oh ... oooooooh ..." she chanted almost mindlessly now, alive with the forbidden and fearful sensations. His hands, his tongue, his whole enveloping body enflamed her, and she gasped from the sudden craving which was rapidly overcoming her resistance. And still came the pungent thought that she didn't want to stop him or herself ... that, this time perhaps, she would learn to trust a man ...

The troubled woman made no effort toward stopping the hotly aroused professor, as his hand traveled tauntingly around her buttocks, down her leg to the hem of her robe and then up underneath it along the trembling satin flesh of her naked thigh ... then up to the warmly moist pubic hair as she stood naked beneath the garment. A panicky shiver raced through Suzie's sex-inflamed mind. No! ... No, she couldn't let this happen ... But yes! Oh God, his fingers feel so good ... So warm and gentle and good ...

A low purring of hungered abandonment escaped from the tormented woman's lips, and her breath came in increasingly heavy spurts, erotic passion surging through her veins. Russ smiled lustfully down at her, and then pressed her back against the nearby dresser, leaning over her until she was forced to slide up onto its top and lie back with her legs dangling over the edge.

"Yes, Suzie, yes ..." he intoned softly with heavily panting breath.

"We're finally going to make it, you and I ... We're finally going to break down that barrier of yours ..."

Gently he pushed her down until her head rested against the wall. She undulated her buttocks with rising passion, as if her body were responding to some mind other than her own, and raised her arms to Russ in needful supplication. He, in turn, pushed between her legs until he was standing with his hips holding wide her inner thighs, his bulging loins jerking insistently against the panty-covered mound of her sensitive vagina. He leaned far over her, and his searing mouth pressed hard against her pliant lips, while his hands continued to fondle her aching breasts and down along her legs, sliding up and down her inner thighs, brushing against the burning, vibrant crevice of her tender pussy, as her robe fell open revealing fully her exquisite body in its almost full, voluptuous nakedness.

"Oh Russ ... oh Russ, you mustn't ...

Ohhhhh," she moaned time and time again. She gasped in unwanted excitement as his fingers insinuated themselves inside the narrow elastic waistband of her panties, and she cringed from his fiery touch upon her naked flesh. In self defense, her mind tried to assume power over her body which was totally succumbing to its prurient desire. "No ... no, don't ..."

Then the man, unheeding of her weak pleads, fingering the softly yielding slit of her swollen cunt, stroking the hair-covered pussy lips and burrowing lewdly between them and deep inside. Suzie couldn't seem to control herself as she involuntarily raised her hips in helpful deliberations, clenching her secretion-wet thighs together. She could feel with obscene delight the coolness of the breeze through the opened window gently caress her naked inner flesh and moist pink vaginal crevice as her legs parted again in lewd, uncontrollable invitation.

"Oh God!" she panted up into the silence of the room. "Oh God, we mustn't! I-I'm so afraid!"

"It's all right, Suzie! You know we must, and you want me to fuck you up between the legs as much as I want to fuck you!" Russ Redford groaned with the building demands of his hotly hardened penis and sperm, bloated testicles feverish now to possess the warm hair-rimmed clit that was slowly and inexorably devouring his fingers up inside.

The sight of this sensual woman lying half naked across the top of the hotel dresser, with her robe hanging open, her head lolling and her legs jerking spasmodically on either side of his hips, was making him quiver with unrestrainable animal desire as he ground himself as tightly as he could against her passion throbbing cunt. His burgeoning cock surging with small aching pulses in his swimsuit while he parted the sensitive slit of her vaginal opening with his middle finger and teased the soft surrounding fringe of darkly curling pubic hair. He heard Suzie Wong mewl with spiraling desire from the electrifying shock of his caresses and watched her as she rotated her naked buttocks around on the desk top when he made ecstatic contact with the throbbing little tit of her clitoris.

>From where the handsome professor stood between her legs, he could look down and gaze unhindered at all of her pinkly spread pussy, stretched open to expose its coral smoothness and tiny clitoral bud, her twitching vaginal lips swollen with arousal and glistening with droplets of warm cuntal secretions like dew on the petals of a fragrant rose. Jesus! All he had to do was lower his swimsuit and fuck his cock straight ahead! His lust-hardened penis would be in direct line with that darker pink cuntal passage begging like a hungry mouth to feed upon his lewdly sawing fingers! He couldn't remember when the sight of a naked pussy had excited him more! He had to have her! He had to fuck now or his balls would explode like hand grenades!

Maddening patterns of indecency continued to consume the sensation-

filled woman. She could feel the fleshy hair-fringed lips of her moist cuntal furrow stimulated with Russ's ever burrowing fingers, and she groaned from deep in her throat as his probing fingertips teased every fiber of her fully exposed pussy.

She was furious at her lack of control with this rapacious man. But still she undulated her desire-maddened thighs in helpless response as Russ Redford stood teasingly between them, splaying her trembling legs wider apart until one bare foot rubbed up and down the walnut surface of the dresser drawers with unrestrained passion. She knew in dazed, subconscious anguish that the sight of her nakedly splayed loins was inflaming Russ with brutal craving, but somehow the forbidden pleasure of being viewed by this man only increased her unwanted desires. She whipped her dark hair from side to side and ground her warmly quivering buttocks down harshly against the littered desk in a futile effort, her lips tightly clenched. Yet Russ's hands never ceased their teasing manipulations of her sensitive cunt, and despairingly, she realized there was no escape for her now. She wanted him to fuck her silly! Oh God, at last she wanted a man to fuck her, this man! Ohhhh, how she wanted him! She was fighting a battle with herself that she had desperately desired to lose for years ...!

And then she knew he was slipping off his swimming trunks. She could feel that one of his hands that had been kneading her desire-flooded cunt was away and struggling to lower his swimsuit. She tried to protest, but her voice froze in her tightly constricted throat. Spread-

eagled, her legs wrapped around the determined man's hips, she could only stare up along the valley between her erotically pulsating breasts with tear moistened eyes.

Then she saw Russ Redford finally manage to drop his swim trunks down around his ankles, exposing his flushed blood-hardened erection. The heavy shaft of adult male flesh hovered rigidly from his hirsute loins, its blunt purplish head spearing toward her wantonly flaring cunt mouth, the huge, sperm swollen testicles hanging pendulous and sensate at its base. She could feel the thick rubbery tip of his swollen penis pressing forward against the naked lips of her wide-splayed pussy, and she knew it was bloated with sexual ecstasy--an ecstasy she was still mortally afraid to accept... for just then her thoughts returned to Randy Newhouse, how she had opened her naked thighs wide to him and how he had hurt her, both physically and emotionally.

"Stop it! Stop it!" she cried out, thrusting her hands against the dresser top and writhing to lift herself, nearly delirious with her last defiant rejection of a man's sexual penetration. "Oh Lord, let me up! Let me gooooo!"

"Goddamnit!" Russ growled back. "It's too late to back out now, Suzie!"

He finger fucked her faster with his middle finger, which was still continuing its passion-arousing rotation deep around in her opening-

spread pussy. He teased the nub of her erect clitoris and moved still closer, leaning over her to hold her flat to the desk, his mouth trying to close over hers to choke off her cry of protest.

She turned her head to avoid his face and fluttered her eyes as a cry gurgled up from low in her throat. But she couldn't make a sound. The hotel was full of people. She would be disgraced to be discovered like this. And her niece ... her young teenage niece ... what kind of terrible impression would this have made on her. She was helpless, unable to act.

But insistently, Russ Redford held his lust-incited penis with his other hand and bore against her with persistent concentration, guiding his throbbing cock-head right toward her nakedly quivering vagina. But oh, that cock so large, larger than the two men who had fucked her without feeling. How could she take that up in her belly and enjoy it?

It was impossible, no matter how much she might love the man! She fought him savagely now, trying to raise her legs so she could lock them together, while, at the same time, tightening her straining thighs together as hard as she could to deny entrance to the naked man trapped between them.

Russ gritted his teeth and pressed against her harder, wailing, "God, my darling, I need you now! I've got to have you, don't you see? Oh, God, I'm so excited, I'm going to cum, and I want to cum inside you!"

He groaned again, skewering her moist hot cuntal slit faster and deeper with his middle finger, using the rest of his hand to press the softly waifting curls of her vaginal lips apart so he could fuck up inside of her with one final lunge.

Then Suzie was unable to stop the powerfully built man from pressing the blood-bloated head of his immense penis against the softness of her dark pubic curls as he endeavored to hold her pussy crevice wide apart with his hand. He desired nothing more than to fuck his heavily pulsating cock deep into her nakedly spread little pussy hole, she could see that now ... He was no better than all the other men who'd lusted after her with their hot pawing hands and thick hairy bodies!

She clenched the outer lips of her helplessly spread cunt together as tightly as she could, until the sinews along her inner thighs stood out in aching relief. She heaved and bucked against his urgent hardness in her wild effort to dislodge this almost stranger's unwanted cum-filled cock, almost hysterical in her terror of being brutally fucked half to death again.

"Good God, I can't wait any longer!" Russ Redford blurted heatedly.

"I'm going to cum and I have to cum inside of you!"

"No, Russ!" she screamed back in delirious torment. "I don't want it!

Not ever ... ever ... ever!" She could feel the spasmodic throbbings against her tightly pressing inner thighs and the wetness of his warm seminal fluid that oozed in excited droplets onto her firmly protesting vaginal lips. She steeled herself to hold his pressuring cock back from between her desperately clenching pussy slit in a final effort to keep from being fucked against her will. Once inside, there'd be no stopping him! Then--

Russ groaned out in a low, curdling moan. "Suzie, Suzie baby, I'm cumming! Oh Jesus, I'm cumming ...!"

Redford suddenly stiffened as he stood between her legs and his hardened penis began to jump uncontrollably against her fear locked vagina. The moaning woman could feel a great flood of hot, cream-like sperm abruptly shoot forth across her nakedly rippling belly, up as far as her navel, and down to the quivering folds of her still wildly struggling pussy. Its obscene heat made her think she was being inundated by a seemingly never-ending flood of liquid fire, and she was only able to stare in horrified fascination down between her breasts as his cock spewed out wave after wave of white, torrentially spattering semen.

At last, his testicles now drained and completely empty, Russ Redford staggered from between the beautiful whimpering Chinese cum-drenched thighs in almost exhausted passion. He looked down at his now rapidly debating penis as it spewed out the final drops of his cum in a sticky trail across the smooth tile of her hotel room. Then, awkwardly trapped with his swimsuit around his ankles, he stooped to pull it back up, wiping the dripping head of his cock with the soft material. That was all Suzie could stand. She stood up and walked over to the bed where she collapsed in a shameful silence, unable to face him further.

"Well, now you see what happens when you tease a man," Russ growled, livid with his own embarrassment. "You're too much of a woman to ignore, Suzie, that's the trouble. You're just too damned much of a woman."

"You're a brute ... an animal!" she screamed. "I don't ever want to see you again!" Hot tears of shame filled her eyes and her hands clenched into two tiny fists at her sides. "I thought I sensed something loving and good in you ... But you're worse than all the rest! You-you pretended to care about me, and then you ... Ohhhhh, I hate you!"

"Why, you're nothing but a cock-tease," he snapped disdainfully back at her. "A cold-cunted prude!"

"Get out of here!" she screamed at him. "Get out of my room ... Get out now!"

Russ Redford's mocking laughter rang out through the room.

I'll fuck the piss out of that snooty little oriental cunt of yours yet ... just wait, he thought, as a vague notion was already beginning to form in his head.

Alone now in the empty silence of her room, Suzie was overcome with loneliness and despair. But, Oh God, her body still vibrated and hungered from the arousal of Russ's lovemaking--if you could call it that. She felt so unfinished ... she needed to be fucked, her semen-

splattered cunt needed to be fucked. Suzie lay on her bed as she had so many times before and imagined what she needed to fulfill her. Release, ah, she needed release. Her body had been intensely aroused by the attempted seduction, she needed comfort, comfort and release ...

The aroused woman rolled over on her back and wriggled her naked buttocks on the bed and raised her legs until her knees were bent and her feet were flat on the coverlet. Slowly opening wide her thighs, revealing the soft cum-covered lips of her eagerly trembling cunt, she began to massage her breasts, her firmly aching breasts. Taking her nipples between thumb and forefinger, she slowly teased them into hardness. She massaged them slowly and firmly while they throbbed like things alive.

Suzie recalled Russ's great erection ... she rubbed her hands through his cum still on her belly and between her thighs and she shivered in lewd delight. Yet his penis was too long and thick, far too large and demanding to bring her blissfully exciting sensations. She could only experience pain and suffering from his penis, it was like a warrior's sword. Suzie's brain began to slowly change the image, remembering fully his full-grown erection pressing against the sensitive walls of her wetly throbbing vagina ... yes, she began to change the image into a dream more stimulating to her erotic yearnings ...

As Suzie lay on her bed she began to recreate the scene of the afternoon. She fantasized how it would be if she were eagerly writhing and eager to be fucked by Russ, but a different Russ, a Russ she could respond to.

In her mind's eye she saw his long thick cock, her Culls flared widely for it, now she craved it inside her.

This imaginary Russ aroused her as the other hadn't been able to. Her whole body tingled with anticipation as the images aroused her and she saw Russ making tender, romantic love to her. Yes ... now Russ was on top of her, her naked body pressing against his naked body, his blood pulsating cock sliding wetly into the welcoming warm sleeve of her pussy. Suzie could allow her mind to think of how it would feel, and ah, yes, feel it she did. She looked at her nipples, they were growing harder, throbbing upwards in pink loveliness. A tender yearning began to erupt in her thighs as she imagined Russ, in spite of the fact that she had rejected him just a short while ago. Slowly she caressed her hardened nipples feeling the pull in her cunt, her thighs on fire, her whole body quivering ill anticipation ...

"Ohhhhhh, fuck me ... Fuck me darling ..." She pleaded in her mind, in her sexually denied woman's mind. "That's it daddy ... fuck my cunt blue with that big hard cock of yours. Fuck me the way I should be fucked ..."

Suzie blushed with shame as she realized that once again she was submitting to the only form of sexual release she had ever been able to enjoy. She believed it was shameful to fingerfuck her pussy, but what else could she do, since no man had ever been able to make her respond and cum the way they wanted her to. She massaged her breasts slowly and rhythmically. Now she was in her dream world of fantasy, she could allow her release. Alone, without the presence of a penis too big and demands too rapacious she was not afraid.

Suzie, alone now, all her disastrous affairs and marriage behind her, she imagined what she was imagining now. Yes ... there was only her intense need for arousal and comfort, her urgent need now for release.

The naked woman pulled her legs up and a lowed her thighs to part, revealing the soft, desire-flushed lips of her hungrily trembling cunt.

Still she cupped her breasts in her hands, teasing their hardened nipples between thumb and forefinger until they throbbed with desire.

She dreamed of Russ's giant erection plunging deep within her thighs ... Yes his penis was too large, so thick and long, demanding too much of her. If only she could alter it, if only Russ Redford's full-grown erection could press against her in a way that could totally satisfy her erotic yearnings.

Now, in her mind's eye, Russ's cock, his huge male cock was becoming smaller ... more slender and shorter ... something about five inches long began to form in her mind's eye. Yes, it was more like the penis of a boy, it was like the penis of a stableboy, the boy who had fucked her tender virginal cunt so many years before. Her love, her first love with his boy's desire-hardened penis. Oh, how utterly depraved she was but this was what she wanted, a young boy to mount her and take her.

Her hungering cuntal slit quivered excitedly as she saw the image of a slim boy, his young loins driving his slender young penis deep into her. Now, she no longer feared the arrogant massiveness of a full-grown experienced man fucking her, this way she could give herself entirely to her passions without fear. God, it was so obscene, an innocent adolescent less than half her age nakedly fucking into her wetly flooding pussy with uncertain, almost timid strokes, ah! It made her moan with anticipation and delight.

Suzie consoled herself that it didn't really make any difference, after all it was only a fantasy, she wasn't really seducing a boy. Really, nobody could be hurt by a fantasy ... and ahhhhhh ... now in her imagination she saw his darling little cock plunging into her warm wet pussy. The dear boy ... ahhhhhh ... now she was guiding him, teaching him. She felt the power sear through her body, she, Suzie Wong was the user instead of the used, the master instead of the helpless slave.

Suzie's right hand dipped down between her quivering thighs and lifting high her hips from the bed she received her finger. She slid her finger into the warm wetly waiting lips of her vagina, pausing to moisten it with Russ's cum which was still spread over her thighs. "Ohhhhh, you darling, you little darling, you!" Suzie purred in the privacy of her own hotel room, she thrust her tongue into the air imagining as she did so the warm, waiting lips of the virgin boy. She smeared the semen salaciously around the tender, hair-lined crevice, feeling her clitoral nipple spring to a rigid and quivering life. She tenderly caressed her quivering pussy feeling her orgasm as it mounted in her thighs, the tingling little bud of her clitoris electrified at the contact and she began to gasp with total abandonment. Her left hand caressed her breast, squeezing it tightly now as her orgasm mounted. Her right hand rubbed harder and harder across her sensitive clitoral titty and pussy.

To be fucked by a youngster, not much older than her niece was so obscenely exciting. Ohhh, to dream of being fucked by a mere boy, a boy just like her boy, her first with his proud, young cock gleaming in the moonlight.

Ah! Yes ... Yes, she could see her boy now. His young, taut body gleaming, his hairless loins quivering with the discovering of his masculinity as he plunged his now hardened, pulsating cock between her nakedly spread thighs. Quickly he was learning the secrets of sexual abandonment, his slender, growing penis thrusting more eagerly. She, Suzie was instructing him, teaching him all the corrupting practices other men had forced upon her with the big, heavy men's bodies . .

Everything she had secretly wanted to experience now she was passing on to her young lover, her womanly flesh was at long last really enjoying all the wicked lessons of her brutal lovers, enjoying them as she knew she really could.

"Fuck me, darling boy ... Fuck me the way I've dreamed so long about ... Fuck meeeee!"

The wild naked woman rocked on her bed, driving her completely cum-

covered fingers deeply into her wetly clasping cunt. She felt the boy's cock plunging into her belly, sinking into the very depth of her, bursting into her, this virile teenage boy. Oh God! Cum! Glorious cum!

And he would cum inside her pussy, cum with her fresh young sperm.

The older woman felt herself growing taut with impending orgasm. She fingered her cunt faster and faster, her eyes closed, seeing the darling boy, her hungry vagina closing around her pistoning fingers as they plunged deep, deep into the very heart of her, waiting for him to cum ... cum ... cum.

Then she climaxed, experiencing her wildly bursting orgasm as if possessed by the devil himself Surge after surge of rapturous joy sprang through her pulsating loins. Her pleasure so intense, so acute it was almost painful, she gasped for breath, stifling a cry of bursting pleasure ... and then satiated, she slowly sank back on her bed and drew out a long sigh of completion.

Suzie was completely still, every ounce of energy had been drained out of her, she lay without stirring. Gradually, the room came back into focus, her sanity slowly returned. Her ethereal lover gradually drifting back into the recesses of her mind, drifted away like wispy gossamers of obscene fog ...

An intense feeling of mortification now seized the older woman.

Whatever had possessed her to imagine a young boy naked and fucking her. Oh God! She was so ashamed. Suzie shook herself into the reality of the moment, it was silly to chastise herself for her indecent behavior. She couldn't erase her obscene and demoralizing thought, and anyway it wasn't her fault, her traumatic experience with Russ had caused her to act this way ... Certainly she could find a proper way to straighten out her problems so the one day she could become a loving wife for her husband when he returned, and it would be for him as a man, not for a mere boy.

Of course she would never actually molest a boy, she wasn't that degenerate. No more sordid love-making for her, fingering herself while dreaming of a boyish youth. She would simply watch herself more closely in the future.

Yet, however hard she tried the naked woman couldn't get the fantasy out of her mind. She felt a sense of great uneasiness and doubt, because her fantasy was so depraved it seemed to tease her, it didn't seem to want her to forget. As silly as she knew it was, she wondered vaguely if it were possible to get pregnant from fingerfucking a man's cum up inside her open cunt ...

Chapter 2

After leaving Suzie's bedroom Russ Redford had returned to his own room. He ordered himself a stiff drink, showered and changed into a cool shirt and pants. Stepping outside once again he noticed that a cool breeze had sprung up from the ocean, reminding him that the afternoon was drawing into the evening. Russ Redford was hopping mad, he just plain wasn't used to a woman treating him this way, that bitch, that motherfucking cunt of a cockteaser. Shit! His blood boiled every time he thought of her, he would revenge himself, he would get back at that bitch, she would have to pay somehow ... but how ...?

Russ turned a bend in the path and headed towards the old Teahouse, it was deserted now. At one time it must have been very beautiful, apparently years ago they had held dances out here but it had long since fallen into disrepair. Yes, the Teahouse was a good place to plan his revenge, it was quiet there, he could really think.

Oh Christ! Damnit! Russ could see a couple silhouetted against the windowpane in an obviously passionate embrace. Oh God! Wasn't there anywhere a man could go to get away from fucking. Everywhere you turned someone was sticking something into someone and that fucking cunt ...

yes, that fucking bitch--he wished she was here right now so that he could ram her up against the wall until she choked.

As Russ neared the building he felt his cock stirring just from the sight of the couple, he approached the building cautiously from the side so as not to disturb them. He pressed himself up against the wall closely and peered around the window to see them. And then, Good God!

Shit! It was Suzie's niece Wendy and his nephew Mike ... necking like there was no tomorrow.

Russ couldn't believe his eyes, Wendy was so like Suzie and Mike was so like himself that it was like watching himself make love ... Holy Shit!

The sight was so erotic he felt himself begin to get a hard-on. He pressed himself closer to the window to hear what was going on.

"Mike, don't ... please ..." he heard Wendy whisper. Holy crap the bitch was as uptight as her aunt.

"Oh Wendy, Wendy, it's sooo good to kiss you ... it feels so right ...

so beautiful ... please don't turn me away, please," Christ! Don't beg, Russ thought to himself, just take her, just take what you need.

"Oh Mike we've got to stop. I'm excited, don't lets go any further, it's not right Mike, it's not right." Wendy pushed Mike away from her in an effort to get him to stop but it made him want her all the more.

"Please Wendy, please let me hold you a few minutes more."

"No Mike ... no ..."

Mike stiffled Wendy's protests with his lips and pressed her even closer to his body.

"Ohhhhh, Mike! Mmmmmm!" Russ heard the young girl moan.

Russ stood at the window rooted to the ground ... he knew he should leave and give the kids their privacy but he found himself unable to do so. He felt his penis harden and press wantonly against his pants in sympathy with his nephew's desire of the young girl. God, she was gorgeous.

So like her aunt, her long black, oriental hair so like Suzie's, to see her entwined in the arms of his nephew like that, it was so erotic somehow. To see their eager, young bodies pressed so closely together with all the passion and abandonment of two wildly aroused adults.

Russ Redford watched the young girl and picked up waves of electricity oozing out of her. He felt the arousal of her loins and his started to ache, he wanted ... he wanted to fuck her too. What a hot bitch she'll be one day, he mused.

Wendy was thirteen years old and built like a fully mature woman.

Underneath her bluejeans her buttocks were round and firm and pressed against the cloth invitingly. She had almond shaped eyes just like Suzie's of the deep chocolate brown color that just seemed to hypnotize the pants right off you. Her hair was long and straight and deep, deep black like the ocean at night. Her breasts, so firm and tantalizingly peeking almost out of the thin halter top she was wearing. She pressed herself into Mike, thrusting her hips into him, driving him just out of his mind, his thighs so ripe and ready to receive her.

Russ noticed that his breath was coming harder as he watched the couple and he moved nervously back from the window lest he should be seen.

Looking down he saw a small patch of wetness spreading from his already pulsating penis. Damn it! He was aroused. A full-grown man with a hard-

on from just looking at a couple of kids. A couple of very erotic kids however, especially the girl.

Russ took his attention off the girl and looked at Mike. He had to keep his lust in check somehow, the girl was just arousing him way too much.

Mike was a good looking boy, fine body, golden tan from this vacation.

His body was lithe and he wore a tank top which revealed his already beautifully developed muscles, and shorts that really showed off his strong and good-looking legs.

Russ took a really good look at his ass which could be seen quite clearly through the thin material of his shorts, he was so beautiful, it was obscene. He was really a lot like his father, Russ's brother who had been killed in an automobile accident when Mike was ten. The boy's chestnut brown curly hair hung almost to his shoulders and his fine, sensitive face was twisted now in anxious desire .

Russ could see the bulge in his nephews pants as he passionately embraced the girl's voluptuous body, they kissed passionately, long, hard kisses. Russ felt his cock jump with desire and as he saw Mike's hand cupping the girl's full round breast, he felt like he would burst his pants. His sperm boiled and he could almost feel his cock rubbing up and down the warm crevice of the girl's clitoris. Now the older man began to imagine his aching penis sliding up into Wendy Wong's tight, virginal little cunt ... Holy Shit! what sweet revenge ... what pleasure and what sweet revenge! he thought.

Then suddenly Wendy pushed Mike roughly away.

"No more!" Now she was crying and screaming ... "Oh Mike, I love you so much ... but ... but--"

"Please Wendy, please ... we're not kids and I love you, I really do.

It's alright to make it when you love, it really is alright. Fuck this goddamn virginity anyway ..."

"I want it, I really want it so bad I can almost taste it Mike, but I'm scared. I just don't know what to do, I'm really scared."

"Goddamn! I can't take anymore of this," Russ heard Mike mutter ...

"I'm going out of my mind, I can't take anymore." As Russ pressed himself closer to the window he saw Mike slam the door of the Teahouse behind him, leaving Wendy alone.

Wendy threw herself on the floor, she just didn't know what to do, she had never experienced anything like this before. Her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her breast. Mike had walked out on her, maybe he'd never come back ... what was she going to do, maybe she'd never see him again and it would be all her fault. He'd go off and find another girl. probably one who wasn't so uptight. She felt an incredible surge of pain shoot through her heart, she really loved him, she really wanted him but she was scared, that was all, she was just plain scared.

Suzie has told her over and over again, don't trust a man, they get in you panties, full your pussy with cum and then dump you. They're all alike, sexually driven brutes, not one was any better than the other.

She didn't want her heart broken like her aunt's.

Wendy sobbed, she didn't want to lose Mike either. Her body ached again to feel his young body close to hers, to feel his hard cock inside of her. She knew it would be good, it was so sensitive and gentle. Oh God ... there was that feeling again, that wild feeling between her legs ... she gently began to rub the aroused little nipple of her clitoris, closing her eyes she thought of Mike and his great cock rubbing against her cunt ... and-

Suddenly she heard a sound behind her, she sat up quickly and turned around, hastily tidying her hair and drying her eyes.

"Hello, who's there?" she asked cautiously.

"Oh, hi Wendy ..." Russ Redford smiled casually ... "I didn't realize there was anybody in here ... I needed to be alone for a while and I thought of this place, it's usually deserted ... Gee, hope I didn't disturb your peace and quiet."

Wendy smiled warmly at Russ. "Oh, no really, that's alright, come in, I don't mind, really." If only she could confide in him, it would be so comforting to be able to talk to someone older. It was pointless in talking to her aunt, she was so unhappy herself, how could he possibly understand how she felt. Don't ever give in to a man, same old answer.

Oh, God! She needed to talk to someone. "Do you mind if I keep you company for a few minutes Wendy?"

"Not at all, please do." Wendy looked at Russ and realized he really was a very sweet man, of course she could confide in him.

"Actually, I could use some advice and help," the young girl replied eagerly.

Russ Redford walked toward her and sat down beside her on the floor.

"Of course, my dear, anything I can do to help you." Russ felt his eyes immediately drawn to her breasts, so firm, so young, so inviting. He patted her slender young legs and noticed as he did so the delicious curve of her buttocks peeking out of her cutoff jeans. "Now honey, tell me what's the matter?"

Wendy stared at her boyfriend's uncle, she felt hopeless and at a loss for words, how could she put her problem into words. She found herself feeling very afraid and realized that she just didn't know quite how to tell him what was bothering her. She slid her evocative eyes towards him, noticing how well his pants fit his muscular body and just how beautiful he really was, a shudder of excitement shot through her body and her flesh tingled in unexpected delight.

"Gee ... Wendy ... you're not in trouble are you, you and Mike haven't done anything you shouldn't have you?"

"No ... No ..." and then she broke down sobbing... "Oh, Mr. Redford, I just don't know what to do ... I just don't understand, I'm so confused about ... about ..." she hesitated, now knowing how to continue.

"About what, Wendy," Rus Redford prompted the young girl.

"About ... sex!" The last word tumbling out of Wendy's mouth in tones of unexpected reverence. "Sex, you know?"

"Um, yes I know," Russ retorted, feeling a curious surge of excitement.

"I'm not all that old you know! I haven't lost interest in it myself yet and I'm not too old that I don't remember what it was like at your age ... Sex isn't dirty, or shameful Wendy, everybody has sex lives and there's no use trying to hide the fact. Did your aunt teach you that sex was dirty Wendy, is that why you're so afraid? Did she teach you that it was wrong?"

Wendy felt a lump in her throat she was so choked with emotion, she couldn't answer. She just nodded her head. Russ held her in his arms in an attempt to comfort her.

"Sex is beautiful baby girl, it's not wrong," he said gently but firmly. "Sex is the most beautiful thing that can happen between two people and especially if its really good, it can't be wrong."

Russ felt the excitement rush through his veins, he felt as if his blood were on a slow but definite boil. Holy Shit, this is wildly erotic, he thought. Wendy's firm young body nestling between his muscular arms was playing havoc with his emotions. He gazed at the innocent girl and felt a great affection for her ... no ... not for revenge ... this would be pleasure, pure pleasure, pure sweet pleasure.

God! he hadn't fucked a virgin in years and the thought of her tender young, tight little pussy made his desire more and more acute. His cock was pushing against his pants in an effort to get to that sensitive little hymen tucked inside those cute jeans of hers, in fact he could almost feel her throbbing in anticipation too. He pressed her closer into his chest, feeling her young breasts straining at the thin little halter top she was wearing until the little buds of her tender pink nipples almost popped out. He thrust his leg into hers and ever through his pants could feel her lithe, taute limbs. By God, this girl would be more of a conquest than her aunt.

His aching cock throbbed violently against his pants and Russ's devious mind began to concoct a scheme to bring this fresh nubile girl under his power. He felt her shiver and press herself into him. "Ohhhhh, I could die, I'm so unhappy, I just don't know what to do," the girl sobbed uncontrollably.

"Well, my dear, you should try to be a little more objective, take a broader look at the situation The first thing, is not to do anything impulsive." Russ Redford was certainly proud of the calm, soothing quality of his voice.

"H-how do you mean?" Wendy sniffed, wiping her eyes.

"Well ... honey ... look at it this way. Maybe you just weren't ready for Mike, he's just a young boy you know, perhaps he wasn't able to prepare you properly. The first time a girl makes love, its really important that she be led up to the act of making love in the right kind of way. Your aunt hasn't helped the way you react also, she's been without a man for quite a while and her experiences with men haven't been too great.

Her view is pretty unrealistic though, not all men are alike, not all men are brutal." Russ Redford squeezed the girl's hand affectionately and continued ...

"Now look Wendy, you kids nowadays are much freerer in your thoughts than when we were young, so why not in your bodies too. Your aunt and I are of another generation altogether yet I believe pretty much the way you kids do today."

Wendy's head was beginning to ache, she was so confused, so many feelings surging through her young body and Mr. Redford ... well ...

she just didn't know what to think, his talk was unnerving her. She felt a whole lot better though in one way if only she weren't so confused, and yet she did feel open to a new direction.

Russ Redford suddenly noticed something gleaming in the corner of the room, if it was what he though it was, it was too good to be true. The sunlight was reflecting off ... yes ... off a bottle. Holy shit, yes, it was a still half-full bottle of brandy. Nothing better to loosen up a young virgin than a little drink, just the ticket.

"Here angel-girl, look what Father Christmas left us, a little bit of something to help us unwind." Russ took a long swig and handed it to Wendy. "This will surely help you to relax," he smiled reassuringly.

Wendy took a sip of the liquor, ohhhhh, it made her feel so warm inside, in fact she began to feel quite sensual. She shyly looked at the older man as he sat down beside her again, she really didn't know if she could trust Mr. Redford, he was behaving a little strangely, after all giving liquor to a young girl like herself. She realized however, that her aunt's Victorian ethics hadn't brought her any happiness and even though she was scared this very minute, she was feeling happy. Oh dear she didn't know what to do or think. She put the bottle down on the floor. "It feels so good and warm in my stomach, but I'd better not drink any more Mr. Redford, really I'd better not."

"Now Wendy dear, that's the way you're supposed to feel when you drink brandy, it's nothing to worry your sweet little head about. Now you just listen to me young lady, and have another sip."

The older man and the young girl sat quietly in the gathering dusk, the last remnants of the sun was filtering through the room and they began to feel a magnetic pull towards each others bodies. At last the sun sank below the horizon and the room was plunged into darkness. Wendy picked up the bottle again and took a long, slow draught, feeling it ooze and slide through her body, she felt good, she felt really good.

She turned and looked at her boyfriend's uncle, her tongue slowly licking the remnants of the brandy upon her lips.

Russ Redford gently rubbed the young girl's back. "Feeling better now?"

he asked.

"Um, quite better, thank you," she confessed.

Russ laughed gently, "Just leave it to me, I've got a cure for everything."

Feeling braver now from the alcohol, the girl snuggled closer to Mr.

Redford. She looked at him from her young eyes, growing older and more mature by the minute, he was so much like Mike, really, he was quite amazing, it was almost as if she was with Mike this very minute. Wendy felt a strange feeling of excitement welling up inside of her, yes he was so attractive and capable ...

Suddenly Wendy realised it was getting late, maybe they should get back to the hotel for dinner but somehow she just couldn't move, it was as if she was rooted to the spot. She didn't want to leave the warm comfort of Mr. Redford's arms, that was it. They'd be noticed as absent from the dinner table though ... it would look strange ... And then, oh hell! she thought ... feeling warm and tingly all over.

Russ Redford sensed the girl's thoughts and pulled her closer to him, as if to say ... not yet angel girl ... not yet. Wendy's body was beginning to respond to his touch and he found his hand sliding down over her breast and taking the firm nipple between his fingers, even through the thick cloth of her halter he could feel how responsive she was. His other hand slid over her belly and began to massage her slowly and seductively. Wendy began to moan in response to the older man's touch, the feeling she had experienced with Mike now began to return to her loins and oh, now she could feel his hands working their way underneath the cloth of her halter top, and cupping her full firm breast in his hand he began to massage her. Wendy felt trapped, she couldn't breath, what was happening to her. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't quell the longing in her body, it was flaming up between her thighs, she ached, she wanted, she desired ... ohhhhhh! She twisted on the floor, she had to get a grip on herself.

"Oh Mr. Redford, don't do that, it's wrong ... it's wrong. Don't, don't, what about Mike ... and ... and my aunt."

"Oh, Wendy, my dear don't upset yourself, don't let ugly thoughts crowd that pretty little head of yours, just enjoy yourself, enjoy the pleasure of your feelings."

Wendy's thin panties were now wet, oozing with vaginal excitement, she could feel her crotch hard against her pants and with tremendous effort she squeezed her thighs together in an attempt to quell the feelings that were ceaselessly building there. She knew she was on dangerous ground but she just didn't know quite what to do about it. Mr. Redford had been so kind and understanding, she didn't want him to think that she wasn't grateful--but wow! This was weird ... necking with her boyfriend's uncle.

But he was really driving her out of her mind with desire ... the handsome man's closeness, his hand on her breast the way it was now ...

Ohhhhh ... she squirmed against him. The crotch band of her nylon panties was pulled tight into the split of her buttocks, rubbing against her hotly tingling vagina. She felt an erotic throbbing start to pulse in the hardening bud of her clitoris, and the trembling young girl gritted her teeth together in a vain attempt to hold back the forbidden delights throbbing stronger and stronger up between her legs.

"I can make you happy ... I can teach you about love, sweet baby girl.

I can prepare you for love," Russ Redford murmured enticingly in her ear.

"Please, don't ... I'm afraid. I don't think you should be doing this to me ... really, I don't!" she groaned beseechingly, but in the depth of her soul she realised that she really wanted him, she really was responding to the gentle hand on her rounded breast. Dear God! She was becoming aroused by her boyfriend's uncle. For a moment she held back and then she realised, so what ... it feels so right, so good. So really, really ... wonderful.

Wendy was aroused now in a way that she had never experienced before, Mike had never made her feel this way. Mike had aroused her this afternoon but now ... with the brandy inside of her and this older, mature man fondling her breasts so tenderly, she was positively on fire. She couldn't resist the building fire in her wetly swelling pussy when Russ Redford released the tie and her halter top fell open. Her full, quivering breasts were free now, their nipples hard against his hand, he nipped his fingers over them sending echoes of delight throbbing through her belly.

"Oh, oh, Mr. Redford, we can't! We can't!"

The older man kissed her lightly and continued rubbing her nipples between his fingers and grinding his pelvis tightly against hers as he pulled her to him. He slid his other hand down around the soft roundness of her trembling buttocks, and the young girl panicked in reaction to his further intimacy.

"No, oh no, please don't do this to me!" the virginal young girl pleaded, her deep brown eyes filling with tears of anguish.

Russ Redford darted his tongue between her tender lips. An uncontrollable tremor of excitement surged through her, her mouth opening to his, her youthful body relaxing against his. The older man pressed her smoothly rounded ass-cheeks, forcing her ripe little body to his bulging loins, causing her vaginal mound to grind against his huge swelling cock.

"No ... Oh no ... stop, Mr. Redford, please stop," Wendy cried in alarm and tried to wrench herself from his grip. "I've never done it before ... never."

"Don't worry Wendy, it'll be good with me and there's always a first time. I'll introduce you to what real pleasure is all about." He locked her into his powerful body, he didn't want any chance of her escaping now ... not now, it was too close.

"No, no, no ..." Wendy mewled as he began kissing her again.

Her body was electrified with a million volts, alive with vivid sensations she had never experienced before... Mike had never made her feel this way, she felt erotic beyond her wildest dreams. Mike had fumbled while his uncle's motions were direct and manly. She gasped from the desires which were enveloping her entire body, quivering as the older man's hand traveled over her, touching her naked breasts, her stomach beneath the tight jeans ... the zipper open and she felt them being slid smoothly down her legs and off ... then his hand went to the soft, silken material of her panties ...

"Oh Mr. Redford ... Oh, Mr. Redford, don't! Ohhhh ..." she moaned. His fingers slipped up inside the narrow legband, and she squealed from the lasciviously delightful touch.

The older man, unheeding her final, weakened pleas, began using his fingers to stroke her wetly heated vaginal slit, bringing moan after moan of lewd delight from the young girds throat. She involuntarily raised her hips, rotating her innocent young ass-cheeks in helpful deliberation, spreading her legs so he could caress her virginal pussy flesh at will. Her arms were wrapped around her teacher's neck, and she whimpered into his mouth while slowly, surely, he insinuated his outstretched finger into the moist folds of her tight little cunt.

Oh ... God ... this ... this is, is wrong ... all wrong! But caught in the avalanche of her newly discovered passions, Wendy could only vibrate and moan in rhythm with the teasing manipulations of Mike's uncle, as he stroked her excitedly quivering pussy. Mr. Redford parted the moistly fevered slit of her cunt and teased the soft surrounding pubic hair as he made sudden, ecstatic contact with her clitoris. Wendy sensed her own deep wetness from her unwanted arousal and the electrifying shock of his caresses. And then he slipped her moistly stained panties down over her naked young thighs and buttocks, the last barrier keeping him from her pulsating loins. The warm air of the teahouse flowed upon the soft, silken curls of her pussy and triggered the last defiant rejection of her boyfriend's uncle.

"Stop it! Stop it!" she suddenly cried out, thrusting her hands against his heavy chest, as she writhed against him in an attempt to free herself. "Oh, for God's sake, Mr. Redford, let me up."

"Goddamn it!" Redford pressed tighter, refusing to remove his middle finger and continuing the teasing fingerfucking of her virginal young cunt. "It's too late to stop now, little girl! I've tried to be patient with you, to make it nice and enjoyable, but to have both aunt and niece reject me in a single evening is too damned much to take! I'm going to fuck you, child. One way or another, I'm going to fuck you!"

He leered hotly down at her, eyes flashing with the uncontainable lust of his frustrated sexual frenzy. And despite herself, the young girl realized that her hips were once more grinding shamelessly up in response to Mr. Redford's finger stroking her vagina. Her loins reacted uncontrollably to his maddening caresses of her cunt, her buttocks undulating in a lewd and uncontrollable cadence with his stroking finger against her sensitively vibrating clitoris and hungry wet pussy.

The lecherous uncle smiled triumphantly to himself and moved his mature body farther over the girl on the floor. He kissed her hotly, his giant tongue slipping deeply inside her mouth as his hand continued to caress her now wide-open thighs. Wendy moaned beneath him fighting vainly to maintain control of her young body as the electrifying sensations of his massaging fingers seethed through her tender flesh. But of its own volition, her virginal cunt arched upward to meet more of his lewdly inserted hand, involuntarily spreading her legs and tightening her belly muscles, her eyes mercifully closed tightly to her shameless actions.

Wendy opened her eyes and stared at the older man hovering above her and then widening them still further as she watched him remove his pants and shirt. With great care, he made a bed out of the bundle of their clothes and placed her gently on top of it.

Then, she saw his hand beginning to stroke the now exposed shaft of his visibly throbbing penis back and forth. Wow! Never had Wendy seen a full-grown erection in her life ... and the size of this was beyond her comprehension! No woman could possibly take all of it up inside her belly, much less a thirteen year old girl for the very first time! It would rip her insides open like a gaffed fish! She couldn't stop staring at Russ Redford's huge thick-veined cock, and then at the sign of her own vulnerably naked body on the floor beneath it. She was filled with shame, and it further dawned on the child that her boyfriend's uncle was actually about to deflower her virginity.

He was wild with excitement now. "I'm gonna tuck you, my baby, fuck you with my big cock right up that tight little hot slippery little cunt of yours ... oooh," he groaned ...

Wendy hardly heard his obscene words, her mind too occupied with thoughts about what was happening to her. Yet, even as she was preoccupied in her mind with fear and worry and guilt, overpowering waves of desire began to surge through her. She rose automatically to meet his naked body as the older man dropped on top of her, the hardness of his heatedly pulsing penis gouging the sensitive flesh of her belly, his huge hands once more grasping her tender young breasts.

Wendy whined from the combination of passion and pain, and then their lips closed upon one another, their tongues twisting and stabbing deep into their respective mouths.

"You're going to beg for me to pop your cherry," Mr. Redford promised the trembling girl. "You're going to cry to be fucked when I'm finished, believe you me!"

He moved down her responsively undulating body with wild licking strokes of his tongue until his head was just above her spread thighs.

"Wh-what are you going to do to me, Mr. Redford?" Wendy asked with naive fearfulness.

He answered with action, as the palms of his hands reached for the inner flesh of her thighs and spread them apart. She raised her head as the older man gazed down with a wild hunger at her hotly throbbing pussy. Wendy whimpered. She, too, could see how her aroused young body was betraying her, for down there between her obscenely spread legs, her coral cuntal flesh was tinged with tiny, glistening droplets of desire, and her glistening petal-like vaginal lips almost cried out to the leering face of the lust-inflamed man. She watched petrified as slowly, deliberately, Mr. Redford spread her secret vaginal flesh with his thumbs and dropped his lips to kiss the enchanted area.

"Ohhhhh, Mr. Redford, noooooooo!" she gasped out in agonized answer to his lust-incited act. At thirteen she had barely heard of such an act, and the idea of placing one's mouth to another person's genitals was not only shocking to her, but revolting! And her boyfriend's uncle was actually kissing her down there! This was the weirdest thing imaginable! "Stop, Mr. Redford! Oh God! Please stop."

But the only response from the naked man was to snake his teasing tongue deeper against her defenselessly squirming cuntal flesh. Wendy lurched against the bestial outrage, her stomach churning in wild, untamed humiliation as his salaciously lapping tongue slithered hotly around her open pussy lips. She begged in her shame for him to cease his livid licking of her nakedly spread cunt, yet he only labored faster, his mouth and tongue making wet, obscene licking sounds which filled the dimly lighted room with lewd echoes of abandoned sex.

And then, again, in horror, she could feel herself surrendering to the delicious sensations that were unwantedly pervading her body. His hands moved back up to her warmly tingling breasts and clenched them harshly, the apex of his actions designed to collapse her virginal pride and morals. She tried to avert her eyes from his wildly moving head and grasping hands, but she only continued to stare as he sucked slavishly at her unspoiled cunt, desperately trying to keep the blissful feelings from conquering every vein, muscle and cord of her powerless flesh. But the erotic sensations this experienced older man was causing were too strong for the inexperienced girl. She could feel hot tendrils of overwhelming passion licking upwards from the length of her sensitive vaginal slit, swirling in her lower belly and pressuring their way over the elastic-rimmed opening of her clasping pussy into the crevice of her erotically pumping buttocks. She couldn't believe it ... but it was happening to her! Involuntarily, she ground her naked hips up off the makeshift bed of clothes, hearing herself emit strange, animal-like purrings from between her tightly clenched teeth.

Russ Redford felt the tantalizing pubic hair of his nephew's girlfriend brush against his cheeks as he fed hungrily on her hot, slippery little pussy. He could not help but gloat inwardly as he plunged his tongue over and over again into the sweet little opening of her cuntal mouth and heard her cry aloud. His nose was mashed to her quivering clitoris, and he eagerly inhaled the warm perfume of her most secret flesh. The delicate, fresh piquancy of her untouched adolescence incited his penis until he was afraid he was going to cum that very second.

Wendy reached despairingly for him, her hands fighting to rid herself of the lewdly thrusting tongue sunk so deep up inside her excited little cunt. Then suddenly they dropped their futile battle and tangled themselves wildly in his hair and pulled his mouth still tighter against her squirming pussy. She sighed from the searing delight which rose from the liquid depths of her vagina, her eagerly yearning pussy dilating with total submission to the older man's oral rape.

She was his now! Russ Redford relished the fact that this tender young morsel of a teenager was his to play with, delight in ... and fuck wildly ...

"Ohhhh, my little one ... now I will make love to you ... and it will be the most exquisite pleasure you have ever known!"

Wendy felt the blood pounding in her head and she thought her mind was on fire. She realized that the time had come, and she attempted to fight off the flames which the older man had kindled in her belly. But she was only able to fan the fires of her unwanted arousal higher by salaciously thinking of what was going to happen next. God ... I'll go mad from these intense feelings ... I can't wait for what comes next!

She made no move to resist as her boyfriend's uncle moved lower over her, guiding his long thick cock with one hand into her soft black pussy fuzz! He parted her fleshy cuntal lips with the blunt end of his cock head, letting it lay throbbing momentarily at the entrance of her they virginal pussy. And then he flexed his buttocks, pressuring his adult-sized penis against the tightly resisting ring of her vagina.

"Oh!" Wendy gasped out. "Oh! No! No! No! Stop! You're hurting me!" She felt as if she was being torn apart ... but it lasted only for a brief moment ... and then her arousal was stronger and wilder than ever before as she felt his throbbing cock deep up in her belly sending ever wider and wider circles of pleasure through her. She started rotating her hips now, wild with the feeling of his penis in her ... then faster and faster, grinding and twisting her naked young buttocks against the older man's thickly pistoning penis as if she were glued to it.

"That's it! Fuck back! Fuck back, baby!" Russ Redford groaned through his excitedly pursed lips.

"Ohhh! Ohhhhhhh!" Wendy chanted over and over again as she bucked beneath his command, the excited sounds her mouth was making lost in the sound of their fucking. The older man was fucking her with ass-

flattening strokes now, as her passion welled up stronger and stronger.

"Oh! Ohhh ... ohhhh!"

The older man moved more rapidly now inside the thirteen year old girl's wetly, clasping young pussy. The girls face was now changing by passion, her lips opening and closing her breath quickened along with her pulse, his thrusting cock causing electrified tingles that were forever widening ... she writhed beneath her boyfriend's uncle, unwilling and unable to stop him now, as erotic desire radiated faster and faster through her readily accepting young vagina.

God! She was loving it. Loving the thrusts of Mr. Redford's long hard cock deep up inside her feverishly throbbing cunt! God, yes! Yes, this was it! Somehow, she'd never thought she'd get fucked like this, and only a few hours ago she'd denied Mike the pleasure of feeling her titties! Now she was making it with his uncle! Wow! And it was wonderful!

Wendy panted more erratically now, hearing the man breathing harshly as he thrust increasingly hard into her young pussy. His penis was a huge unrelenting miracle raging up inside her belly, making her tingle from the tips of her naked breasts to the sweat and saliva-streaked crevice of her buttocks! It was a dream ... and a wonderfully delicious dream ... and it was so beautiful, so goodddd ...!

"You're starting to love it now, little one," Russ whispered, his voice breaking mid-sentence from passion ... "You like cock fucking your hot young pussy, don't you?"

"Yes!" came the delirious reply. "Oh, yessss!"

"Then tell me what you want, Wendy!" the older man asked, "call out what your little cunt wants the most!"

"Your prick! Your prick! Your big beautiful prick deep, deep inside my hot little pussy, Mr. Redford! Oh, fuck it, Mr. Redford, fuck it gooodddd!"

... The sounds of their deeply straining groans and occasional squeals of obscene pleadings filled the warm musty air of the Teahouse as the two nakedly-joined lovers struggled lustily together. Wendy's flesh matched the mature man's pounding lunges with tempestuous thrashings, for she was one with the man now, and he was driving her insane!

Neither of them heard the heavy breathing just outside the window where Redford himself had been spying just a brief hour or so ago.

Chapter 3

Mike had gone back to the hotel to cool out and rest after his painful afternoon with Wendy and when he went down to dinner he fully expected to see her there. She wasn't at the dinnertable however and one half an hour passed and she still didn't turn up, he was plainly worried. It just wasn't like her to be late. Now Uncle Russ, that was another matter, you never could tell if he was going to show up for dinner or not. Probably out hunting snatch, his most favorite occupation.

At the thought of Wendy his cock began to jump and strain at his pants ... Christ! that girl really turned him on. He didn't mean to walk out on her this afternoon, perhaps he had just expected too much of her, after all she was only thirteen. Jesus though, how much did she think a guy could take, she was so voluptuous and inviting, he could almost taste her nipples between his lips. All week long, petting and carrying on, a guy could take just so much before he burst wide open.

But perhaps she really was afraid and now she was hurt and off somewhere crying. Mike got up suddenly from the dinnertable, he'd find her, he'd fold her in his arms and tell her that he could wait ... he'd tell her how much he loved her, so much that he really could wait for her to be ready.

Suzie Wong noticed Mike leaving the dinner table, "Mike where are you going?" Suzie really wasn't worried about Wendy, right now she had enough to worry about with her near-rape that afternoon.

"I think I know where Wendy is, I'm going to get her."

"Oh, thank you dear," Suzie replied, noticing for the first time how really attractive Mike was. He looked quite a bit like his uncle, only much more sensitive and considerate.

Mike made his way carefully along the path to the old Teahouse, he peered into the window to see if Wendy was still inside and the sight before his eyes made his freeze with horror. For one moment the young boy thought he was losing his mind and he had to swallow a cry of distress, there on the floor was the lewd vision of his uncle and his girlfriend, entirely naked.

His girlfriend, his tender, young, virginal girlfriend Wendy lay with her legs upraised and holding on for dear life to his uncle. He felt mortally wounded, as if he had been stabbed in the heart ... and yet ... the strangest thing was happening ... his penis was throbbing, swelling in response to the sight before his eyes.

Mike found himself identifying with his uncle. It was he, Mike, that was naked and plunging his cock into Wendy. He could almost taste her lips and tongue and feel the soft warm slit of her vagina as he fucked her, as he drove his blood-pulsating penis into her cunt.

Wendy's legs were opened wide and Russ Redford was driving her like a truck. He was fucking her as fiercely as he knew how, sucking her pink pulsating nipples, his lips wet with the remembrance of her warm clitoris. As Mike watched he lost all sense of self control, he knew he should leave but he found himself rooted to the spot, he couldn't, he just couldn't--and wouldn't. He felt his penis aching to be touched and as his hand slid down inside his pants, he groaned. Yes ... ah, baby, give it to me, that's right. Holy shit! What was happening to the world, his very own uncle fucking his very own thirteen year old, Chinese girlfriend, and he was watching!

The boy watched them as they thrashed nakedly on the floor in wild abandonment. His body burst in lustful excitement as he grasped his cock tighter and began rubbing it back and forth. Its head rearing up, desire trembling on its bulbous head. He groaned as he slid his hand up and down its slippery surface.

Suddenly he heard his uncle's voice cry, "I'm ... I'm going to cum ...

I'm going to cummmmmm!"

"Ohhhh ... Aaaagggghhhh," he heard his young girlfriend moan deliriously.

"Cum ... with ... me ... Aaaarrrrrgggghhhhh!" Mike's uncle cried as the young girl arched and bucked up against him.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! she chanted rhythmically ...

"Uuuuuuummmmmmmaaaaaahhhhhh!" Wendy and Russ were totally caught up in the frenzy of their orgasms and Mike outside watching began to jerk and twist in total orgasm too. His body writhed as if in unison with the couple on the floor and his lustful penis jerked in shattering spasms.

Mike closed his eyes and surrendered totally to the experience of his body, he was coming, ah! He was going to cum, he felt the earth shake beneath his feet as total orgasm took over his entire frame. Then suddenly the white semen erupted from his pulsating cock, he pumped and pumped and salivated at the sight of his cum oozing out over his hands, he worked until every last drop had been released.

Mike quickly came back to his senses and zipped up his fly. He took one last look into the window, the naked couple with ecstasy written all over their faces were collapsed upon each other in an obscene heap. His eyes still bulging from his head, the poor, confused boy turned and fled along the path to he didn't know where.

He fled down the path, his mind racing in a thousand directions. His whole world which until today had seemed pretty much in order was now collapsed. He couldn't go back to the dining room, he couldn't face his uncle and Wendy, where could he go? What could he do? He blushed violently when he remembered his own actions at the window of the Teahouse, he felt so sick and wanted to vomit, but he knew that he couldn't. Maybe he'd take his uncle's car and drive into town, go to a movie or something ... anything to take his mind off this evenings terror. He reached in his pocket, two bucks shit! not enough to go anywhere with. Oh ... he felt so terrible, who could he talk to ...

Madame Wong, right ... he'd go to her, she was older she could help him. Oh God! no ... not her, she'd go to the cops and then there really would he trouble. Sweat began to break out in tiny beads on Mike's forehead, in his mind's eye he saw all the kids at school laughing and jeering at him. He couldn't bear the shame, they'd say obscene things about him and Wendy, they'd just drag her through the mud like she was a piece of shit. They'd taunt him with his jacking off, they'd know somehow they'd know. He was in such a panic he felt he'd tell everybody about what he'd done and seen. It would be in all the papers, there'd be a court trial. Oh God! who could help him ... what could he do ...

where could he go? He began to sob uncontrollably now and suddenly he knew that even if Madame Wong was an uptight bitch, he'd have to talk to her. She was a woman and she would know what to do. Women always knew, his mother had always known what to do, dear God, if only his mother were still alive, none of this would have happened. He wouldn't have been left with his dirty, rotten, sex-maniac of an uncle.

When Mike began to think about his uncle he started to break out in a cold sweat again, how could he possibly live with him after this night.

He'd have to get his own place now. His own uncle making it with his very own girlfriend--holy shit! what a bummer.

Mike had been stumbling around the path having little or no idea of where he was going. In his confusion he hadn't noticed which way he was headed when he left the Teahouse and now he found himself on the deserted beach, the moon was just rising in the night sky, the ocean looked so inviting. At least he knew what to do right now, he'd cool off in the water and then decide what to do. A good swim always cleared his thoughts.

It was a warm evening with the slightest of breeze, it almost lulled him right into the ocean. It felt good on his body, he took a few deep breaths and he plunged into the foaming water. With each stroke he felt better, his manliness seemed to return and his self-assurance too. The water felt so good on his naked young flesh and he gave himself to the ocean with all the vigour he could muster. Yes ... ah ... yes, his troubles seemed to wash off him with each strong stroke.

Suzie Wong had not been really worried about her niece Wendy. Quite a few times since they had arrived at the hotel she had missed dinner, she was actually quite slim and lovely but as with so many young girls of her age she felt she needed to diet, it certainly wasn't harmful to miss a meal anyway, thought Suzie. The older woman was feeling lonely, the event of the afternoon had really taken its

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