College Interruptus
Chapter Thirteen
Asian Aspirations
I tried to ignore
my luscious and no longer virgin schoolgirl Julia in class but I couldn’t miss
the way she looked at me. Her soft lips parted and her eyes had that same look
of submission that I’d seen as I broke her cherry. But I had to be
careful. Others might notice if I
responded to her adoring glances and also it might lessen the control I had
established over her.
It was a busy week
because my teaching guidebook prescribed progress tests in all subjects. Fortunately previous teachers had left behind
exams that could be blended together with nothing more than some cut and paste
computer work. The exams were a prelude
to my first parent-teacher sessions next week.
At our dance
lessons on Friday night Julia almost gave me a vertical dry-fuck when we danced
and once again both Rhaina and Deepa Dhillon noticed what was happening. Later that evening, Rhaina came to visit and
she got the benefit of the lust that Julia had aroused.
On Saturday, while
Juanita cleaned house I marked exams.
Finally she dumped the dirty laundry beside the table and asked for a
cup of coffee.
“I knew it would happen Mr. Aspen… but not so soon. Whose cherry did you break? Which schoolgirl did you fuck?”
“What are you
talking about Juanita? You know I
wouldn’t do anything like that.”
“Hah! I know how you made my little cousin Tanya be
your puta. She told me all about
it. I’m going to send her here
tonight…it’s the wrong time of month for me…and maybe that will get you over
your need for young girls.”
I never admitted
anything but Juanita knew…but she didn’t know who.
Tanya did a super
job that night with cunt and mouth and I could sense some of the same
subservience I was seeing with Julia. On
Sunday at church I resisted the urge to ask Julia to visit and spent a
frustrating afternoon as I watched Irene suck and fuck Adam Whittier and John
Pratt in a threesome where they alternated between her cuntal and oral
orifices. Was her anal orifice still
untapped?
On Monday I handed
out the exam results. The most
surprising were Fuyu Watanabe’s. I’d
expected that she, an Asian, would excel in math and science and the record she
brought with her from
My first PT
interview was with Indira Dhillon. She
wasn’t a beauty as I already knew but as we talked about her daughters I sensed
from her dark eyes that she was a sexual creature. What would she have said if I’d told her I
knew she was fucking her daughter’s fiancé and that I was fucking both her daughters? Somehow her demeanor led me to believe that
she wouldn’t care.
My second
interview was with Nancy Whittier. And
even though I’d just devirginated her daughter her voluptuous bosom and
succulent mouth gave me an erection just from seeing them. She, like the Dhillon woman, was satisfied
with her daughter’s marks and progress so our meeting consisted mainly of her
giving me slightly veiled invitations to ‘get together’ in a sexual way and me
trying to find the right time for it.
My third and last
appointment that night was with Aki Watanabe, Fuyu’s mother. It began with personal histories.
“Tomi is away a
lot, Mr. Aspen. He works too hard. But it must be hard here for you…unless you
and Ms. Simmons have something,” and she put her hand before her mouth and gave
a cute, Japanese giggle.
“No Mrs.
Watanabe…Ms. Simmons and I are only co-teachers. And yes, being in a small place like this is
difficult but that’s the way it is.”
“I
didn’t mean to suggest anything improper,” the woman contimued. “Fuyu went to an American school in
“It’s early in the
year Mrs. Watanabe. If she applies
herself I’m sure her marks will improve.”
“But Mr. Watanabe
is not a patient man, Mr. Aspen. It’s a
matter of face that Fuyu gets high marks and if she doesn’t he’ll…he’ll blame
Fuyu and me.”
”But it’s not your fault Mrs. Watanabe…and Fuyu just has to work harder.”
At the American school we had the same problem and I worked out a solution with
the teacher. You’re a big, good looking
man all alone in this isolated wilderness…and Mr. Watanabe is away too much or
too busy to give me what I need. Can we find
a common ground where I can give you pleasure and you can give me what Tomi
doesn’t and Fuyu gets marks that will save face for the Watanabe’s?”
I was totally
amazed. This beautiful Japanese woman
who looked, to my Caucasian eyes, much younger that her 35 years was offering
me sex in exchange for better grades for her daughter. Her story explained the anomaly I’d noted
between Fuyu’s reported grades from her previous school and what this test had
shown. Mrs. Watanabe had fucked her last
teacher to get better grades for her daughter. And as I looked at the petite,
pretty Japanese MILF sitting across from me I knew that I would take advantage
of the opportunity. Why not? Fuyu wasn’t ever going to satisfy her
father’s goals (I rationalized) and acceding to Mrs. Watanabe’s proposal would
protect her and her daughter from spousal/parental abuse and at the same time
give pleasure to me. I’d never fucked a Japanese before and I was very much looking forward to it.
“Is Mr. Watanabe
away now?”
“Seems
like he’s always away. Yes, he’s in
“You’re a
beautiful woman…and I’m alone…are you sure it won’t put pressures on your
marriage?”
“The biggest
pressure on my marriage is Tomi’s disregard for me and Fuyu.”
“Can you come back
later…I’ll give you a key to the school so you can get here without being seen. My apartment door will be open.”
”Oh Mr. Aspen. You don’t know how good
you just made me feel. I was afraid that
when I told you what I’d done that you’d blame Fuyu. I’m not really a bad person, Mr. Aspen. Her teacher is the only time I cheated.”
“I can’t give you
a hug, Mrs. Watanabe, but I understand all that you’ve told me. You’re a beautiful woman and the thought of
helping you…and Fuyu… and knowing you intimately is mind-blowing. Here’s the
key but if you think anyone might see you, just keep it for another night.”
I changed into
jogging shorts and a t-shirt, poured a drink, opened the door to my apartment
enough that I could see the side door to the school where she’d enter and
waited for her to appear. I didn’t have to wait long.
It was a cool,
fall evening and I saw her enter, wearing a knee length coat. She looked at the open door to my apartment
and saw me as she rushed through the schoolroom as if afraid she’d be seen.
“Is that
scotch? Can I have one? A big one,” and with that she shrugged off
her coat and stood there in a flimsy nightgown, one suited to a honeymoon.
The sight of her
lightly clad body gave me an instant erection and it had to be obvious to her
as I went to the table and poured her a drink. . “Ice?” I asked.
“Yes,” she replied
and I could see that her gaze was fixed on the tent in my shorts. “And just a dash of water.”
I fixed her drink
and picked up mine and went to the bedroom.
She followed me but I noted some hesitance. Putting the drinks on the bedside table I
took her in my arms and bent down to kiss her.
It was only then that I realized she was a tiny woman, hardly more than
five feet tall. But her soft lips parted
and her mouth opened readily to admit my tongue.
When I eased her
onto the bed I sensed a tenseness that bordered on resistance as I subtly
worked her nightgown higher.
“Please Mr.
Aspen…be gentle she whimpered and her hand slid under the waist of my shorts to
grasp my rigid organ. I quickly got rid
of my shorts and then my hand cupped the furry nest of her Japanese pussy. To my surprise and delight she was already
wet, her fat, oily labia parting as easily as her upper lips had and I began to
finger-fuck her.
I rose up to kneel
with my knees outside her still closed thighs while she had a death grip on my
cock.
“Mr. Aspen,” she
whimpered, “You’re too big. Bigger even
than Mr. Jensen, the other teacher.
She crossed her ankles,
her thighs pressing shut and I wondered if she was going to fight me. I held
her down at the elbows, sinking the angles of arm into the soft mattress.
Between the tops of her closed thighs lay a fold which couldn't be squeezed
completely shut, a little vertical smile of flesh covered with hair. The head
of my cock angled its way easily into the smile, punching through to the hole
below.
“Gentle Mr.
Aspen…please be gentle, she moaned as the touch inside lengthened. I knew then that despite her apprehension she
was surrendering either to her own lust or her drive to help her daughter. And
I didn’t care which it was. My buttocks lowered into the rhythm of a slow, sure
pump.
Aki Watanabe’s
mouth hung open. A long, long exhale, a sharp intake breath and
a sob. She cocked her hips obediently.
Because her thighs
stayed closed the top of my cock rubbed hard against her clitoris, until her
clitoris swelled against the rubs, until her clitoris was ripe and round like a
glistening, white grape.
Her face tilted
back, eyes sinking in the shadows of her high, Asian cheekbones, lips opening,
rising up, framing the teeth below, twitching around
breaths. When the tilt put her eyes below her chin, she was looking up at my
face, her dark eyes heavy-lidded, her pretty mouth
gaping with sexual arousal.
Putting more of my
weight on her elbows, I worked up to a faster pump, beating against her pubis
with my on in a left, right, center rhythm. The inner curves of her thighs
began slipping in the sweat of their tight hug against each other. Her breath
changed. She inhaled gulp after gulp of air.
I saw the change,
and slowed down. Now again each separate push down was felt, deep up. She shut
her eyes. Arms still held down at the elbows, her hands lifted off the
mattress, fingers fluid, like a signing of ooh's and ah's above the sheets.
Her black hair was
tangled around her ears and throat, her face, mores beautiful in her aroused
state. I glanced down at her now completely shut eyes, feeling the bang of her
hips against mine. Her lids parted, but barely, the gleam of her wide pupils
showing beneath the lashes.
With a kiss on
each lid I started pumping more attentively. Now my cock slid easily in and
out, oiled repeatedly by her cunt, bouncing the round ripe grape above her
cunt, feeding thrust after thrust to her cunt until her cunt molded to the
shape of my cock and her thighs jerked up, long and beautiful, against the
reddened fronts of my thighs. Finally her legs parted.
I shifted my legs
to allow hers to spread and then they rose in that gesture of total
surrender. I slid in deeper and felt the
hardness of her cervix against my cocktip.
“Yes Mr. Aspen…Oohhh Gawwdd yesss,”
the woman moaned as
her cunt tightened greedily around the base of
my cock, keeping it deep. I let go her hands and the fingers went right away to
her wet breasts, squeezing the nipples.
When she was
pumping up as fast as she could she cupped my ass and pulled me in deeper. She
went rigid, her body shaking convulsively, her hips heaving, and as I felt the
first contraction of her orgasm she uttered a loud moan.
Even after her
eyes reopened and her tongue spilled out, her body below my still jerked up at me,
pulling my own orgasm out of me into her. I felt the wetness as I pumped my semen into
her snugly milking Japanese twat, enjoying that special satisfaction I got when
I first fucked a woman. It wasn’t the
same as with the virgin Julia but perhaps the thought that I was cuckolding her
inattentive husband added to my pleasure.
And her small stature made me feel like a giant. Leaning
forward over her body, I kissed her forehead rather than her slack lips. After
that I pulled myself wetly out of her, lying beside her and looking at the
cream pie as some of my ejaculate dribbled from her hairy snatch.
“You’re beautiful
Aki… beautiful and superb. Will I have
to give Fuyu more bad marks so you’ll come see me again?”
“Oh Mr. Aspen…you
know how you made me feel. And I’ll come
back even if you don’t give Fuyu good marks.
Was I really good? Did you really
like me?”
“If you can stay
another hour I’ll show you how much I like you…but I need some recovery time.”
“I want to…I
really do…but Fuyu might notice I’m missing and wonder where I am. I’ll get a message to you when Tomi next goes
away. Can I keep the key?”
“I had some doubts
about letting her keep the key but I had no good reason to deny her request so
I let her keep it. At least I didn’t
have to worry about knocking up married women.
They had husbands.
On Thursday all
the schoolchildren seemed somehow different.
It was as if by giving them examinations and making judgments of their
knowledge I had gained more power over them.
And I liked it. Even Deepa and
Rhaina were more respectful despite their intimate relationship with me. And Julia who easily outperformed the other
Grade 8 student Fuyu Watanabe was delightfully subservient. I could hardly wait to explore the depths of
her sweet mouth and her pneumatic bottom.
I let all of them
go home before out usual closing time of Four PM but before I finished putting
things on the blackboard for tomorrow’s lesson Fuyu Watanabe returned.
“Uh
Mr. Aspen, sir? I really gotta talk to you.”
“Certainly
Fuyu. I guess we ought to talk. You have a lot of work to do.” I’d have to give her good marks if I wanted
to continue enjoying her mother’s delightful sexual favours, which I definitely
did. Still, it would be better if she
actually improved. I hadn’t really noticed how tiny she was until she stood
there in front of my desk. Her mother
was small but Fuyu wasn’t even five feet tall although she had flaring hips and
a cute bottom that indicated some sexual maturity.
“Daddy gets real mad
when my marks aren’t good, Mr. Aspen. He
thinks that a Japanese should always do better than a
westerner. It was that way in my two
years at the American school in
“That’s fine
Fuyu. So you have to work harder.”
“But I can’t,
sir. And Mr. Jensen…he was my teacher…he
understood. I used to do things for
him…special things…and he gave me good marks.
You’re better looking than Mr. Jensen and I’d like to do things for you.
As the girl spoke
she worked her way around the desk and by the time she finished she was
standing beside my chair.
“I’m not sure if I
understand what you mean, Fuyu.” But it sounded like she was going to do the
same as her mother. She was going to
trade sex for marks. And since I’d
already committed to give her better marks so I could fuck her mother then why
not take this as a bonus offer.
Despite her
mother’s competent servicing of my needs last nigh the sight of this cute,
pretty little girl seeming to offer me more sex had caused my unruly organ to
swell and I couldn’t hide the substantial bulge from my groin. And I could see
that she was staring at the protuberance.
I got up and
walked over to lock the door then returned and sat on the edge of my desk, letting
the little schoolgirl get a good look at the bulge in the front of my pants.
“Now Fuyu just
what special thing did you have in mind for me today?
”With a cute smile as if to say, I knew I’d get him, she sat in my chair and
rolled it forward. Positioning it close to the desk and between my knees she
reached out and with a practiced hand,
whipped down my zipper, took my bloated sac in her little right hand, skinned
back my foreskin with her left and plunged my throbbing cockhead into the hot,
delicious confines of her milking mouth without even the slightest hesitation. I was sure that more males than her former
teacher had enjoyed the services of her hot mouth.
I worked at the
waist of my pants, loosened it and then slid my pants and undershorts off
altogether, breaking the mouth to cock connection to do so.
“Mmmmm…you’re so big, Mr. Aspen,” the girl murmured looking
up at me with big eyes that seemed as experienced as her mother’s. She reached into a little pocket in her skirt
and brought out a small packed that I recognized at once as a condom.
“No condom Fuyu. I
want to feel your sweet mouth on my bare cock.”
”But? Promise you won’t cum in my mouth? Let me finish you with my hands.”
Saying nothing I
held her head and brought her closer thrilling to the sight of her pretty mouth
opening, her red lips thinning as they stretched around the girth of my tool. I
felt her hot tongue working on the sensitive underside of my foreskin and
centimeter by centimeter she took in my cock until she gagged as I reached her
tonsils.
My little fifteen
year old schoolgirl was a pro. She
backed slowly away, her cheeks hollowing as she applied suction and then when I
thought she was going to release me she dove forward again, her tightly
gripping lips peeling the foreskin back like a virgin’s cunt. When I bumped her tonsils again she repeated
the slow withdrawal but then after first gently hefting my heavy balls her
right forefinger found the sensitive little spot right behind my balls, and the gentle scraping of her fingernail almost
caused me to lose my load spontaneously.
Fuyu was sucking
like a milking machine now and the technique was unlike any I'd ever
experienced. She'd filled her mouth with
saliva and with a slight in and out movement of her head coupled with tremendous
suction she was noisily surging the saliva back and forth around my ultra
sensitive cockhead. Her mother’s cunt
had milked me twenty hours ago I was driven wild by the multiple assaults on my
libido. A fifteen year old schoolgirl
was willingly sucking my cock. And I had
fucked her mother only hours ago.
The tremendous
load I'd built up, coupled with the unique sensations put me on the home
stretch, and she knew it. I stared at
her in fascination. This little
schoolgirl was not just giving head; she was a professional cocksucker, a
cocksucker without peer. Were all
Japanese schoolgirls like this one?
Maybe I should get a teaching job in
As I watched her
face with fascination, watching my thickly veined rod sliding between those thinly
stretched lips, she looked up at me, and to my dismay, she pulled me out of her
mouth.
“Don’t cum…not in
my mouth Mr. Aspen,” but
my hips involuntarily jerked forward, trying to get back in her
mouth as I grunted the classic lie.
“I won’t cum yet
Fuyu,” and then as I drew her head
forward the stimulation of watching my cock disappear into her pretty, young
face placed the entire matter on a right
now basis. As the feeling rose from deep
between my legs I reached down and popped a couple buttons off her blouse as
with my left hand I grabbed a hard, little tit and my right hand went to the
back of her head. Regardless of my
promise I wasn't going to let her pull away at the last minute. The load she’d
cultivated with her sensual beauty and youth and her precocious cocksucking
skill was going to gush into her mouth to join the sloshy saliva and I’d leave
her no alternative but to swallow.
As my prostate
began to swell and the feeling began climbing up toward that heavenly peak, she
rubbed that space behind my sac giving me a sort of prostate massage and
suddenly I couldn't stand it anymore. I
felt like the king of the world. Looking
down at her from my lofty perch, squeezing the firm-fleshed, hard-nippled
little boob in my left hand, I wound my hand in her hair and jerked her head
back and forth, each time forcing more of my dick into her mouth until she was
almost choking.
“Glungh…shtop..Nooo,”
the girl protested when it became evident to her that she was not going to get
to finish me with her hand. I would like
this to continue but the tremendous mental and physical stimulation pushed me
over the top, and with almost painful jets, I shot a copious load of jism down
her throat, my cock unbelievably huge and purple looking, glistening wetly when
I eased her face away. As I spurted into
her mouth I felt as if the orgasm was maybe even greater than I’d had with
Tanya the night I made her my toy.
I released Fuyu’s
head and collapsed backward onto my elbows, basking in the after-glow. But little Fuyu didn’t pull
away. I could hear her noisily
swallowing her mouthful of saliva, semen and sperm and feel the excess dribbling
around the base of my cock and my cock was still twitching in her mouth as she made several, slow traverses, her mouth working
like the milkmaid’s had as it stripped the last drops from a cow’s teat.
Finally I sat up
on the edge of the desk and the little girl lounged back in my chair.
“That wasn’t fair
Mr. Aspen. You promised you wouldn’t cum
in my mouth. I never let anyone do that before…not
even Mr. Jensen. Now you gotta change the report card you gave me
yesterday. I’ll tell Mom you got my
marks confused with someone else’s.”
“I’ll do it this
time Fuyu. But you have to work hard…and
do some more special things for me. Are
you going to fuck me too?”
“Yeah…I guess
so…but you’re awful big.”
After my little
Japanese schoolgirl left with her modified report card I chuckled. Aki would think that she’d caused me to
change the marks. Oh well, I wondered if
it would be Deepa or Rhaina tomorrow night.