College Interruptus

Chapter Fourteen

Real Asian Ass

Deepa and Rhaina were both missing from the Friday night dance lesson. Irene reported that they’d called to say they were sick. After having the Watanabe woman and her daughter during the previous two days the thought that one of the Dhillon girls wasn’t coming didn’t bother me. I needed the rest.

On Saturday Juanita informed me that Tanya had gone back to the Phillipines until after Christmas and that she would not be able to visit me that night either. That was more rest than I wanted.

Irene’s visitor on Saturday afternoon was little Beulah again. I sat back with a glass of whiskey and watched as the woman paid oral homage to her juvenile companion, her own grade five schoolgirl.

“Ohhh Ms. Simmons…it’s so good when you do me. The boys just stick in and shoot their loads and that’s all. I have to frig myself after they’re done with me. But do me all the way and make me cum and cum and cum. Does that mean that I’m a lesbian?”

“I don’t think so Beulah. I’m going to try to satisfy in a different way…the boys’ way.”

The little twelve year old lay naked on the bed, her eyes getting as big as saucers when she watched Irene strap on a six inch, realistic looking imitation penis.

“Are you gonna do me with that, Ms. Simmons?”

“We’ll see how you like it Beulah. And then another day you can do it to me but I just started my period today so today will be all for you. For more than a half hour Irene fucked her ingenuous, little schoolgirl and the girls enjoyment was evidenced not only by her passionate gasps and moans but also by bucking and jerking of her shapely, little body as she was speared deeply by the shiny prick.

For the first time in almost two months I was not going to have a bedmate and after what I’d seen I felt like I needed someone desperately.

“Can I come in?”

I had dozed off and I saw on the clock that it was eight PM. Then I saw standing in the bedroom doorway Fuyu’s mother,

“Can I come in Mr. Aspen?”

Of course she was already in by the time she asked that question and since I was sprawled in my recliner wearing my usual jogging shorts and t-shirt she could also see the huge erection produced by my afternoon viewing of Irene and friend.

“Oh, Mrs. Watanabe. I didn’t expect you.”

“And I didn’t plan to visit you either. Mr. Watanabe came home on Thursday just in time to see the wonderful report card that Fuyu received. And I knew I had to thank you as soon as I could. Can I have a drink …vodka?”

“Sure,” I said and while I went to the kitchen and poured her a stiff vodka & tonic I saw her shrug off the coat she was wearing. Tonight however she was dressed more modestly in a sweater and slacks.

“Tomi had to go to the fish place to check out something and he won’t be home until midnight and I just had to come and thank you.” As she spoke she took off her sweater and the brassiere under it and pushed down her slacks and panties. There was no doubt about how she planned to thank me.

“My God Mrs. Watanabe, you’re a beautiful, sexy woman,” and I pushed down my shorts to free my raging erection. I took off my t-shirt and took the lovely, small woman into my arms kissing her soft lips as I eased her down onto the bed.

“Let me finish my drink, Mr. Aspen,” she said lightly as my fingers tangled with the curly hair of her black bush and explored the soft fleshrolls of her hair fringed labia. Like before I found she was already greased for entry. Was she always horny?

“Oohhh Mr. Aspen. You’re so big,” she murmured as with both hands she fondled my erection. I thought you were going to injure me on Wednesday but I loved it.

Silently we fondled and explored each other’s bodies as we sipped on our drinks until the woman said, “It’s dangerous for me to stay here too long.”

I had decided already that I wanted to add her ass to my conquest of her chastity (if she in fact had any chastity) and I easily rolled her small body over and brought her to a kneeling position.

“Hee hee,” she giggled nervously. “I’ve never been on my knees before.”

I knelt behind her upraised ass, the hairy nest of her cunt framed by her thighs as I used my knee to push them farther apart. I guided the purple knob of my tool to the vertical slit that bisected her twat and as I pushed in she grunted and pushed back.

Bent over as she was she seemed to be tighter but before I was completely sheathed in her passage I felt the hardness of her cervix. I began to fuck her slowly, giving her time to adjust and allowing her vaginal passage to loosen and accept the remaining two inches without discomfort.

“Hanh…yanh…when Fuyu showed me her new report card I was in love with you. Her father got home yesterday and he was ecstatic. You can have me whenever you want Mr. Aspen…and I think Tomi and Fuyu would agree but I’m not going to tell them.

I was using both hands, my left hand cupping and squeezing her modest breasts while my right hand fingered her clitoris. And I could sense that the combination of had, finger and cock was achieving the desired result. The woman was writhing, pushing her firm ass back against my belly as she accommodated the total length of my cock.

I could have made her cum then and have gone off too but I decided that tonight would be a special event. I was going to fuck that trimly rounded ass. Maybe I’d be the first to do it. She said this was the first time shed been on her knees and from what she’d said I judged that her husband was a rather conservative man who might feel that the missionary position was the proper form for sex.

In the bedside table I had a tube of KY jelly just in case and ‘just in case’ had arrived. Her pussy was wet and I knew that I was adding to its wetness but her rectal passage had no natural lubrication. It would be best, I reasoned, to provide some.

“What are you doing?” The woman looked back then as I took the tube of KY and removed the cap.

“You’re going to reward me for Fuyu’s report card by letting me fuck you in the ass.”

“Oh Sir! Mr. Aspen! You can’t do that! Can you?”

I squirted a liberal gush of the lubricant onto and into the little, brown anal target. She gasped, likely because of the cool sensation, but she remained in position with my cock, or most of it, still lodged in her cuntal passage.

“Haven’t you had it that way before?”

“No. Never,” but almost as if contradicting her words Mrs. Watanabe held her hips steady while I withdrew from her cunt and began to press the purple knob of my cock against the tiny black target at the centre of the well greased, puckered circle of her anus.

It was almost as satisfying as breaking in a virgin. Mrs. Watanabe whimpered as I pushed against the opening and gasped when the initial sphincter suddenly yielded to allow my bulbous knob to pass thorough it. I could feel the tension of her body as I pushed deeper and hear her sharp intake of breath as I entered her rectum and finally lodged all of my cock in her bowels with my belly pressed against her firm, bulbous ass.

“Did I hurt you?”

“Oh Mr. Aspen! I never felt anything like it. Oohhh sirrr,” and she looked back at me with that expression of subservience I so much like.

I fingered her clit and slowly pumped in and out of her tightly clinging asshole but I didn’t want to finish there. I felt her tense and push back and then I felt contractions of her anal passage around my cock and I was sure she was cumming. She fell forward to lie supine under me and after waiting a moment to cool my own need for climax, I dismounted.

“I want to be your master,” I said when I returned from washing my genitals. “I like my women to be submissive partners,” and I rolled her naked, limp body and mounted between her slackly parted legs.

“Yes Mr. Aspen. You’re my master. I’m your slave,” and she guided my rigid tool to her gaping slit. “You can fuck me anytime and anywhere you want…just make me cum and give Fuyu good marks.

I slammed into her with no reserve or consideration, battering her cervix and burying my tool to its roots in her vaginal mouth. I was rewarded by an immediate tightening of the hot ring surrounding my cock and a tilt of the woman’s hips that drew me at least an inch deeper into her luscious body.

“Cum Mr. Aspen. Cum inside me,” Mrs. Watanabe moaned as she began to tilt and rotate her hips under mine.

The heat in my loins was incredible. I felt as if my balls were fiery orbs being drawn up into my groin and then bursting in spasms of delightful agony as I exploded, ejaculated, spurted and gushed into the most intimate depths of this woman’s body.

I stayed on top of her but she was so small that I didn’t want to relax. I slowly pulled out of her hairy snatch and right away some globs of semen appeared in the hair fringed crevice.

“Are you on the pill Mrs. Watanabe?

“No. Mr. Watanabe thinks it might harm me so we keep track of time and if it’s the wrong time he uses a condom. Oh my God! It’s the wrong time now!

“That’s OK…I have a pill you can take. And just once shouldn’t harm you. Do you have to go now?”

“No Mr. Aspen…I can stay for another hour.”

“Remember what I said? I like my women to be submissive partners.”

“Yes Mr. Aspen. And for you, that’s what I want you to be.”

“Well Mrs. Watanabe, I have a selfish request. And I’ll put it bluntly and crudely. I want you to suck my cock with that luscious mouth…suck it until you’ve drained me totally.”

”Hee hee. That’s what Tomi wants but he doesn’t do what you did to me first. You aren’t being selfish because you already satisfied me.”

Wordlessly I urged her off the bed and onto her knees as I sat on the edge of the bed with her between my thighs.

“So now you’re my schoolteacher and you’re giving me my oral exam,” she said as she smiled up at me. Was this typical Japanese sex? Did she begin sucking cock when she was as young as her daughter?

I said nothing, just nodded.

The beautiful Japanese woman’s dark eyes were smoldering, she pushed me onto my back and came up over me. With a hand, she brushed her hair back and kissed me, hard. She started planting kisses down my neck and over my chest. She didn’t waste any time, however, in settling between my legs.

She lifted my cock with her right hand, and with a rush, I felt her hot breath on my member. She flicked her tongue out and licked the bottom of my glans, making me hiss with pleasure. She continued teasing my head, giving it big, wet kisses and sucking gently.

Mrs. Watanabe wrapped her tongue around the crown and then took me in her mouth. Just a few inches, but it felt incredible. She sucked gently and then lifted her head. Her hair was hot and damp on my chest as she kissed her way down one side of my shaft, then back up the other.

Then she took me in her mouth again. She couldn’t take more than a few inches, but she laved her tongue over all that she could take, and I closed my eyes in ecstasy. Her lips tight, she slowly withdrew my cock from her mouth. She began kissing and licking the crown, wrapping her hand around the base and pumping.

She continued like that for what seemed like an eternity, teasing my head and pumping my length. Without warning, she plunged her head down and took almost half my length. Then she began bobbing up and down, sucking me with long, slow strokes.

I was in heaven. I propped myself up on my elbows to watch her. As she knelt between my legs, I marveled once again at how beautiful she was. With one hand, I moved her hair aside and she looked up at me, making eye contact. Her eyes twinkled as they met mine, but she never slowed her pace.

Her lips formed a perfect “O” around my shaft, making love to my penis. I watched for as long as I could, enraptured by the sight of her sucking me. But finally, the sensations overwhelmed me, and I felt my orgasm building.

I let my head fall back and groaned.

“I’m gonna come,” I croaked.

Mrs. Watanabe went into overdrive. She locked her lips around my shaft, just behind the crown, and began pumping me with long, sure strokes. I felt my balls tighten and knew I was only moments away from coming.

Fireworks exploded behind my eyes as I erupted. Mrs. Watanabe made a delighted noise, her pleasure and surprise evident, and kept pumping me. Spurt after spurt shot into her mouth, until it seemed that I couldn’t come another drop. She kept her lips locked around my cock, pumping and swallowing.

When my orgasm finally subsided, I relaxed my clenched back and leg muscles and twitched against her. My arms wouldn’t hold me and I collapsed on my back, my chest heaving. Mrs. Watanabe was making wonderful, contented noises as she nursed my cock. I didn’t shrink a bit, and she kept slowly pumping me and gently sucking the head.

Finally, she pulled her mouth from my dick and took a deep breath. She took me as far as she could and clamped her lips tight around my girth. She sucked gently and massaged me with her tongue; her mouth felt wonderful.

I struggled to lift myself on my suddenly rubbery arms and looked down at her. Her face was rapturous as she gently sucked my cock, still gripping the base with her hand. When she felt me sit up, she looked up and lifted her eyebrows. She withdrew my length from her mouth and kissed the saliva-slick tip.

“Mmmmm,” she said softly. “Yummy.”

I grinned at her and she took my length in her mouth again. I groaned and let my head fall back. Finally, my cock softened a little and she reluctantly let me fall from her lips. I pulled her up to lie upon my chest, my slick penis sandwiched between her thighs.

“You’re fabulous Mrs. Watanabe. And you’re a better cocksucker than…” and I paused realizing I’d almost said, you daughter. “Than any girlfriend I ever had.”

“You earned it Mr. Aspen. That report card made three people very happy.”

The woman snuggled close to me, occasionally touching my limp penis as if to confirm that she’d done what I asked. And I guess she had truly exhausted me for I must have gone to sleep. When I awoke I was alone but on the bedside table there was a piece of paper with an inscription in Japanese characters. Of course I couldn’t read it so I put it aside until our next time together.