The Forbidden Room, Chapter 1

By Wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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NOTE: This story is based on true life events...

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Their laughter echoed down the long, narrow hallway.  I could
tell by the tone it was my youngest aunt's voice and I knew she
wasn't alone.  Peeking through our bedroom door, I watched as she
fumbled with the padlock to the forbidden room.  A stocky man
stood behind her rubbing her butt as she giggled, slapping
lightly at his hands.  With the lock off, they dove into the
room, closing it quickly behind them.

The sounds of conversations filled the small, three-bedroom
apartment as there were many people still in the front room.  I
could hear them, but couldn't understand what they were saying as
everyone spoke Cambodian. My mother had traveled back there to
conduct business and would be gone for a few more days, leaving
me and my younger sister, Ngu alone with our three aunts and two
uncles.  The eight of us lived the small apartment, sharing the
expenses and chores.

It was late, almost midnight and Ngu was already asleep on the
top bunk, just as I should have been, but I wouldn't be, not for
a while.  Stepping into the hallway, I crept closer to the
forbidden room shaking from nervous anticipation as the sounds
from the living room drown out any noise I might make.  As I have
done many times in the past, I put my ear to the door, listening
to the rhythmic squeaking and strange animal sounds coming from
the other side.

Ngu and I were strictly banned from being in the room and to
ensure our compliance, a padlock had been installed.  Aside from
the bathroom, that was the only room to have a lock and the keys
were kept by an aunt.  A shadow passed across the opening of the
hallway as someone went into the kitchen for another beer.  I
jumped from fear of being caught as my breathing became deeper
and could feel sweat beading on my upper lip.

I've always wondered what went on behind the closed door of the
forbidden room and for the past year, had seen my aunts take many
men inside.  I knew that I shouldn't, but I had to know.  With
shaking hands I reached for the knob, turning it slowly and
gently pushing it open, bringing the secretive room into view for
the first time.

Aunt Phuong was naked as was the chubby man I saw here go in
with.  He was on top of her, his butt bouncing up and down
between her meaty legs.  My eyes widened as I realized that this
is what momma and Tu usually did under the sheets while they
thought we were asleep.  Pushing the door wider, the light filled
the room, fully exposing their primal act.

"OH MY GOD, ANH!" Aunt Phuong yelled out once she noticed me
standing there.  The man on top of her said something I couldn't
understand while she struggled to cover their bodies with the
discarded sheet.  "GET OUT!"  It took nearly a full minute and an
additional order to `get out' before I could even move.  Shutting
the door, I hurried to our room, climbed into bed and covered
myself with the sheet.  My heart was pounding in my chest and I
was sweating and shaking uncontrollably from excitement.

It was like a thrilling game in a way and I giggled briefly at
feeling naughty.  It took several minutes before I was calm
enough to pull the sheet down.  I was confused by what I saw and
my stomach felt funny.  It was a several minutes more before Aunt
Phuong came into the room and sat on my bed.

"You shouldn't have opened the door," she said brushing aside my
bangs.  "You weren't supposed to see that."

"What were you doing?"

"Something a girl your age is not supposed to see."

"But I did see."

"Listen, Anh, things are very hard for us here.  We escaped one
problem in our country only to find a bigger one here.  I hate to
say it, but we have to do whatever we need to in order to
survive, including what you just saw."

"But what were you doing?"

"It's called doing whatever you have to in order to survive,
that's what it's called.  Now go to sleep and forget you ever saw
anything, okay?" She asked smiling.  I nodded and she kissed my
cheek.  "Good night, Anh," she added before closing my door.

As much as I wanted to I couldn't get it out of my mind and lay
for the longest time with the vision of him on top of her running
through my head.  I knew something mysterious had been going on
in that room, but until then I would have never imagined anything
like that.

It was after midnight before I realized that I wasn't ready for
bed.  At least not the way I usually am while my mother was away.
 Reaching down, I pulled off my long silk bottoms, throwing them
under the bed.  Wearing only panties and a button down top, I
pulled the sheet to my chin and waited.  I knew Tu would be
spending the night again.

Several long minutes passed before the door knob giggled and the
squeaky hinges told of someone entering.  I sucked in a deep
breath, remaining completely still.  I could hear him in the room
but kept my eyes tightly closed as he stood near the bunk beds.
Stooping down, he leaned onto my bed and whispered my name softly
into my ear.  I didn't respond or move. He needed to think that I
was sleeping.

My heart was pounding in my chest, my breathing fast and shallow
as I heard him undressing, his belt buckle clinging like a bell
until it dropped to the floor.  As slowly as possible I opened
one eye, watching as he pulled his tee-shirt over his head before
tossing it aside.  There were no curtains and the street light
shone though our second story window, illuminating the room in an
eerie yellow glow.

Tu had been a soldier in the war, was now a police officer in
Saigon and his body reflected years of hard training.  Watching
through slits, I saw as his hand slipped into the front of his
underwear as stroked the large bulge.  I couldn't breathe as he
reached for the sheets and slowly pulled them below my knees,
exposing my bare legs.  I remained completely still.

He met our mother almost a year ago and had been staying with us
off and on for the last six months.  Momma's bed was a mattress
on the floor between the dresser and the window and I watched
countless times as they did things under the blanket while they
thought we were asleep.  About three months ago he started
touching me in my sleep while our mother was gone.

In the beginning I was too scared to say or do anything, but as
it progressed, I started to like it.  Several weeks ago he
started licking me between my legs which felt really weird until
I got over the awkward feeling.  Now I just remain still, making
him think I'm sleeping, allowing him to touch my body.

I felt his hands on my top, leisurely unbuttoning them until
there were none left to hold it closed.  Pushing it apart, he
leaned forward and I felt his hot breath and wet tongue on my
left nipple.  They had just started growing and were nothing more
than puffy flesh, not yet real breasts.  He didn't seem to mind
as he licked and sucked on both of them until they became hard
and very sensitive.  It gave me goose bumps while he did that and
I got a chill as he kissed lower, leaving a wet trail down the
center of my body until he reached my stomach.

His fingers tenderly rubbed the cleft between my legs while his
tongue bore into my belly button.  It tickled, especially since
he had a thick mustache that stuck out like the bristles on an
overused paint brush.  I struggled to keep from squirming, not
wanting to let him know that I was awake as he kissed lower,
passing the elastic band onto the cotton fabric of the crotch.
They become wet as he continued licking, slightly indenting them
into my crack.

Excited, I trembled as the leg opening was pulled opened wide,
exposing my hairless private region to him.  Leaning forward, his
mouth moved closer and I held my breath as his tongue made
contact with my slit.  Just as he had done dozens of other times,
he licked me up and down, concentrating on the little nub just
above where the pee came out.  It felt so good that I wanted to
moan, but wouldn't allow myself to.

After several minutes, he backed away, bumping the back of his
head on Ngu's bed before standing to remove his underwear.  I
knew what was coming next and watched the blurry image of him
stroking his hard cock just a few inches away.  Kneeling once
again, he brought my hand to his cock, filling my palm with the
bulbous end.  It was wet and crowded my fingers as he slowly
moved his hips back and forth, sliding it along my hand,
increasing his speed with each passing second.

One hand covered mine, lightly squeezing my hand to his cock
while his free hand gently rubbed my still exposed crack.  I
couldn't help but sigh as the sensation overwhelmed my senses,
causing my legs to twitch and my heart to race faster.  If felt
nice and I enjoyed the attention he gave me.

Muffled grunts and a few jerking motions from his thing told me
that he was putting the sticky stuff into my hand again.  A
handkerchief was held under it to catch it as it filled my palm.
Afterward, he wiped my hand with the same cloth before redressing
me and putting his underwear back on.  A slight smile crossed my
lips as he crawled onto the mattress to sleep.  Moments later he
was snoring and I brought my hand to my face and sniffed it.

Most of it had dried into a flaky, bleachy substance but between
my fingers was still wet with whatever he put in my hand. Tucking
my hand under my face, I went to sleep with a smile on my face
smelling the pungent odor.

The next morning, after breakfast, Ngu and I went outside to play
as it was the only time we were able to.  We had to be home for
lunch and usually helped out with chores until it was time to eat
dinner and couldn't go out after that.  I went to the laundry
room with Aunt Thuy on the first floor and helped sort them.  My
job was to stay with the clothes until they were washed and then
put them into the dryers.  I couldn't leave them as we were
afraid that someone would steal them.  She would come back in
about two hours to help me fold and take them upstairs.

Even before dinner the men started showing up, mostly to drink
and visit, but I knew that some would be going into the forbidden
room with one of my aunts.  This was a daily occurrence so I
expected it.  We were told to take a bath and then sent to our
room where we were instructed not to come out for the rest of the
night.  I smiled knowing the reason why.

By nine o'clock they were getting loud and laughing too often.  I
knew they were getting drunk and wondered what they talked about.
 Almost all of the men who came to visit were Cambodian although
a few Vietnamese men came by from time to time.  Ngu and I played
a while until I got tired of playing with her dolls and I told
her to go to bed.  She grumbled, but climbed the rickety ladder
to her bed and slipped under the blanket.

Just before 10, I heard loud talking in the hall and cracked the
door open to see my Aunt Quy unlocking the door to the forbidden
room with a strange man holding her tightly from behind, rubbing
the front of his pants against her butt.  Checking over my
shoulder at my sleeping sister, I waited until they entered the
room and sneaked out once again.  The bathroom was just across
the hallway from the forbidden room and if anyone caught me in
the hallway, I'd say that's where I was going.

They had been in the room for about five minutes, but it seemed
longer as I listened to the soft groans permeating the thin door.
 I had butterflies in my stomach as I once again reached for the
door knob.  I was curious and wanted to see again what the adults
did inside the secret room.  Last night I was too surprised to
get a good look at what they were doing.

Not wanting to open it too fast or too wide, I slowly pushed it
open, smiling as the bed eventually came into view.  The slender
man was on his back while my Aunt Quy was on top of him, both
were naked.  But instead of doing what I had seen my Aunt Phuong
doing last night, they were facing away from each other with his
head between her legs and she had his thing was inside of her
mouth.  Neither noticed me as I stood for the longest time
watching as her head bobbed up and down as he caressed her wide
butt while eating something hidden between her legs, making loud
smacking sounds.

"What are you doing?" I heard a deep voice from behind me.  I
must have made a sound because my Aunt Quy suddenly screamed out
for me to close the door.  "Go to your room!" my Uncle Duc
yelled, swatting my butt hard.  "You were told to stay away from
here."

I mumbled something about being sorry before quickly rushing
away.  Out of breath, I climbed into my bed, hiding under the
covers and stayed there until I caught my breath.  That was twice
I was caught looking into the room and I knew I'd be in trouble
once my mother got home the next day.

It was over an hour before my heart finally stopped pounding in
my chest and my body was no longer wet from perspiration.  The
red-number clock on the dresser read 11:14 and I figured Tu would
be staying over another night.  Smiling I took my pants off and
tossed them under the bed.  Once momma gets home, he won't be
able to do this to me and I wanted him to one more time before
she got home.  Half an hour later the door squeaked open and I
smiled, remaining perfectly still.  He needs to think that I am
sleeping.

*****

It was good seeing my mother because she always brought us a
present.  I guess in a way, I missed her but sometimes she can be
mean and controlling.  It's best that we stay out of her way and
do whatever she wants to avoid any problems.  My mother was
someone who you didn't want to be on her bad side.

Her return also meant that I'd be able to see my friend Thao. I'm
not allowed to be out of the apartment after dinner unless
momma's home so I don't get to see her often.  Ngu didn't like to
go over there because there wasn't anyone there her age to play
with.  The best part of going over was that they had a TV and we
didn't so I looked forward to my visits.  Immediately after
dinner, I rushed outside and ran up the two flights of stairs,
panting as I knocked on her door.

We're the same age but she looks older because she's taller.  Her
seventeen-year-old brother, Si, was there and ever since I
started getting boobs, he's been staring at me a lot.  Well, not
exactly me, but my chest, especially if I'm wearing a tight
shirt, like I was that night.  Thao's boobs haven't started
growing yet so in a way, I was more mature.

We sat on the couch drinking coconut juice and watching TV while
Si sat in the chair to our left.  He used to stay in his room
when I came over, but lately he's been sitting out with us.  Each
time I glanced over, he was looking at me.  I smiled at him and
the next thing I knew, he was sitting on the left side of me.

"What are you watching?" he asked.

It was a children's show with puppets and singing and dancing,
and I was glad to at least have a TV.  We sat quietly for a while
before he leaned back and put his feet on the coffee table in
front of the sofa, and extended his arms out along the back like
a big "T".

I had on shorts and a tee-shirt my mother had just given me from
Cambodia and after a few minutes, I felt his hand on my right
shoulder.  I looked at it and then at Thao, but she didn't seem
to notice.  I didn't do anything about it and soon felt it
moving, almost massaging my shoulder.  He was a little too rough,
and I was just about to ask him to stop when his hand moved,
going to the front of my shoulder.  I sucked in a gasp of air
when it moved again, this time grazing my right nipple.

It was just a passing touch; hardly enough to feel it before it
returned to my shoulder.  I didn't move or say anything thinking
maybe it was an accident.  A minute later it was back but stayed
longer as his thumb lightly stroked my nipple, causing it to
stiffen.  I felt my pulse racing and my breathing became shorter.

My eyes were focused on the TV, but my attention was on what he
was doing.  Nervously I glanced to my friend wondering if she
knew what her brother was doing.  While my head was turned, I
felt his other hand softly pinching my other nipple.  I froze,
not sure what I should do.  For the next few minutes, he rubbed
and stroked both of my nipples until they were so stiff they
hurt.

One at a time he removed his hands before leaning closer to me to
whisper, "Come with me, I want to show you something."  Getting
up, he walked toward his room, stopping just outside the door to
see if I was following.  I wasn't.

"Come here," he repeated motioning with his hand.

Whether it was curiosity or an innate need to want people to like
me that made me get up, I didn't know.  Thao was still staring at
the TV, seemingly unaware that I was going into her older
brother's room with him.  He closed the door behind us and guided
me toward his bed.  His room was cluttered; his bed unmade and
had a funny, sweet smell.

"Sit," he urged giving me a slight nudge.

I guess I was still naïve as I wasn't concerned about what might
happen.  Sitting, my legs dangled off the floor as he stood
before me.  I still didn't know what was going on.

"What is it you want to show me?"

"Do you know what a cock is?"

"A what?"

"A cock."  I had never heard that word before so I shook my head.
 "Do you want to see one?"  In a way I was curious, but didn't
want to seem too eager to know what it was.  "Well?  Do you want
to see one or not?"  I thought for a second before nodding my
head.  "Show me your tits first."

"WHAT?!"  I almost screamed.  I DID know what that was and didn't
plan on showing them to him.

"Show me your tits and I'll show you my cock."  That was an
ominous suggestion as I had been a little self-conscious of my
body lately.  "Come on, it's not a big deal.  It's not like
they're very big anyway, I just want to see what they look like."

He was right in one way; it wasn't a big deal as up until last
summer I used to swim with only a pair of panties and Tu sees
them all the time.  Maybe he was right.  They really weren't very
big and I really wanted to see what this cock thing was.  Giving
a quick glance at the door, I slowly raised the bottom of my
shirt to my neck.

"WOW, they're beautiful!" he exclaimed ecstatically.  That made
me embarrassed and I quickly pulled my shirt down.  "NO! Don't
cover them up!  Let me see them again, please."  I remained
unsure and simply looked up at him hovering over me.  "Come on;
let me see them, please."  Slowly I pulled my shirt up, showing
him my chest once again.

Without saying a word, he knelt in front of me and leaned
forward, taking one into his mouth.  I gasped, feeling the same
tingling sensation I got when Tu did it.  He sucked harder and
more aggressively than Tu did and soon it was starting to hurt. I
leaned back, pulling it from his mouth.  He moved forward,
trapping the other nipple between his lips and continued sucking,
resulting in the same painful sensation after a couple of
minutes.

Unable to take much more of the "pins and needles" feeling, I
pushed his head away, watching as my elongated nipple popped free
from his mouth and slowly retracted to my chest.  "Okay, now I'll
show you my cock," he announced standing.  I watched with curious
fascination as he began unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.  My
eyes were focused on the bulge as it quickly came into view.

For weeks Tu had been putting his cock in my hand at night but I
never really got to look at it as it was dark and I didn't want
him to know I wasn't sleeping.  Now, just inches from my face,
there was a real one.  It looked funny and smaller in the light.
I leaned closer to get a better look and he thrust his hips
forward, ramming it against my chin.

"Touch it, it won't bite," he said twisting his hips back and
forth as it waved from side to side.  I had touched Tu's a few
times, but never had the chance to explore it.  Grasping it, I
began rubbing it and squeezing it, feeling the spongy softness
but amazed that it was also very hard.  Lifting it, I looked at
the sack under it, wondering what that was.

"I sucked your tits so you have to suck my cock," he announced. A
vision of what I had seen my aunt doing the night before came
flooding back.  She had that guy's "cock" inside of her mouth so
it can't hurt.  Swallowing, I leaned forward and put my mouth
around the end part and simply kept it there.  I didn't move or
anything.

"Suck it," he urged, slowly moving it back and forth between my
lips.  I did what he asked and applied pressure, sucking as if it
was a big straw.  He gasped, thrusting forward a few inches.  It
grazed my teeth and he mentioned something about being careful. I
felt his hand behind my head, guiding my mouth back and forth as
he slowly moved his hips, pushing it back and forth a few inches
at a time.

"I'm going to come," he announced to my confusion.  That was
another word I hadn't heard and wasn't sure what he meant.  "Get
ready, I'm coming!" he grunted frantically, grasping my head
tighter.  I wasn't sure how I was supposed to "get ready" so when
something hit the back of my throat, I gagged and tried to pull
back.  He held me steadfastly, as something else hit the opening
of my throat.

"Swallow it!" he ordered, stroking his cock as it twitched and
jerked between my lips, putting more of that come stuff into my
mouth.  I could feel it pooling at the back of my throat and
reflexively, I swallowed, clearing the thick mucus briefly as his
cock twitched one last time.  It tasted bad, very bitter and sour
and I just wanted it out of my mouth. One last gulp seemed to rid
most of it but I could still taste it.

Relaxing his hold, I moved back allowing his cock to slip away. I
coughed a few times and felt my eyes watering.  He chuckled while
pulling his pants back up.  "You did good for your first time,"
he said buttoning them.

I had about an hour left before I had to go home.  I needed to be
back by 10 or I'd be in trouble and my mother didn't buy any
excuses.  Si cut open a coconut for me to drink and sat next to
me again.  I looked up and he was smiling.  I smiled back,
sipping the juice.

"I'll walk you home," he offered about thirty minutes later.  I
looked at the clock, wondering what his hurry was because I still
had thirty minutes.

"I still have time," I said not wanting to leave just yet.

"I don't want you to be late.  You know how mad your mother gets
when you're late."

He was right, but it didn't take thirty minutes to walk down two
flights of stairs.  Standing, he extending his hand to help me
up.  I looked at Thao before standing. "I'll see you tomorrow," I
said stepping around the coffee table.

"Okay, see you."

There were two sets of stairs in the building, on it the front
and one in the back.  Hardly anyone used the back stairs as the
rails were broken and most of the light bulbs were burned out,
making it very dark between floors.  Once I made the mistake of
using them to visit Thao and nearly tripped over someone sleeping
on the landing on the third floor.  It scared me so much that I
vowed to never go that way again.

As soon as we stepped into the hallway, Si leaned over and kissed
me. Not a major kiss, but it was on the lips and surprised me.
"You're my girlfriend now," he told me with a smile.  I wasn't
sure what that meant but in a way I was happy because an older
boy was interested in me and I had a crush on him for a while.

Taking my hand he walked toward the back stairs and I stopped,
pulling my hand free.  "Where are you going?"

"To take you home."

"Why that way?  I don't like going that way."

"You'll see.  I want to show you something."  Even though I
didn't want to use those stairs, I felt safe because Si was with
me and I wanted to see whatever it was he was going to show me.
Taking my hand again, he guided me past the last apartment and
down the first flight.  Half way to the third floor, he stopped
on the landing where you turn to keep going down.  I was standing
on the bottom step but he was still several inches taller than
me.

"Anh, I really like you," he said moving forward to kiss me
again.  I smiled feeling his lips pressing against mine.  "What
you did earlier really felt good," he added keeping his face a
few inches from mine.  "I want you to do it again."

"What?  I can't do it again!  Not here, someone might see."

"No they won't, no one ever comes this way."  I stood nervously
looking at him in the dim light.  The only light was coming from
the bulb on the fourth floor and it cast a shadow in the badly
lit stairwell.  I heard his zipper and looked to see him pulling
down his pants.  "Come on; hurry so you won't be late.  You don't
want your mother mad at you, right?"  I hesitated, staring down
at the fleshy tube pointing toward me.  "You *ARE* my girlfriend
so you have to."  Somehow that seemed to make sense.  I sat on
the second to last step and he leaned closer, pushing it against
my lips as for the second time in less than an hour I had his
cock inside my mouth.

The smacking sounds seemed to be amplified in the confined area
as I sucked and he pumped his hips back and forth for several
long minutes.  I cringed when he announced that he was about "to
come" again.  Bracing myself, I remained still as his cock began
jerking hard between my tightly clamped lips, filling my mouth
once again with thick slime.  This time I was better prepared and
started swallowing as soon as I felt it twitching.  A few seconds
later my mouth was cleared of the mucus but there was a nasty
after taste.

Afterward we walked to my apartment where he gave me another peck
on the lips.  "Thanks, Anh," he said smiling at me.  "You're the
best girlfriend ever!"  I returned the smile and watched as he
headed toward the stairs to go home, using the ones in the front
this time.  It was a few minutes before ten when I walked in and
my mother was giving me a stern look about almost being late.

As usual the apartment had about a dozen men there all drinking,
smoking and several were playing cards.  Momma and Tu were
sitting on one of the couches sitting very close and he had his
arm around her.  My Aunts Thuy and Quy were each sitting next to
a man, being very friendly with them.  I didn't see Aunt Phuong
and figured she was in the forbidden room.

"Take a bath and go to bed," my mother ordered me as I scurried
past the group playing cards at the dinning room table into the
hallway.  I stopped just outside the bathroom door and stared at
the unlocked door.  Smiling I put my ear to it and heard the
steady squeaking and grunting sounds coming from the room.  A
round of laughter startled me as I quickly disappeared into the
bathroom.

Ten minutes later I wrapped a towel around me and headed out for
my room, opening the door to see a man standing there.  I jumped
from fright and he laughed.

"I didn't mean to scare you," he said bending over to look at me
eye level.  "I just need to pee, that's all."  I smiled, brushing
past him to leave.  Making it to my bedroom door, I turned to see
the man was still watching me with a smile.  I got a cold chill
from the look on his face.

Ngu was still awake but in bed and singing some silly song.  I
dressed, wishing that I could leave my pants off for Tu as I was
feeling a little funny down there and wanted him to lick me.  I
sighed knowing it would be almost two weeks before that would be
possible as my mother was home.  Slipping into bed I smiled
thinking about Si and his cock.  I felt naughty thinking about
what I did with him, but it wasn't that bad, I didn't think. That
come stuff tasted bad, but I liked playing with his cock thingy.

I had just dozed off when I heard the bedroom door squeak open. I
held my breath, praying it was only Tu and he'd lick me again. I
heard my mother's voice whisper to be quiet and I sighed.  He
wasn't alone.  For the next twenty minutes I watched the large
lump under the blanket bouncing up and down and listened to the
muffled grunts coming from both of them.  I knew what they were
doing and wished that I could watch.

Tu grunted softly a few times before the lump stopped moving.  I
knew that he just put his come stuff into my mother and I briefly
wondered if the ever swallowed any.  Slipping my hand into my
panties, I rubbed myself until I fell asleep.

****

The next two weeks dragged on as I anxiously waited for my mother
to go back to Cambodia for business.  Night after night I watched
the same pattern as they did the thing that I saw my aunt doing
those many nights ago.

Everyday after dinner I went to Thao's house and everyday; I went
with Si into his room and sucked his cock, usually twice while I
was there.  A few times he tried licking me but it didn't feel
anything like when Tu did it.  Each night at 9:30 he walked me
home the back way and I sucked his cock one more time in the
stairway between the floors.  After twelve days, I had sucked his
cock and swallowed his come stuff at least thirty times, but I
wasn't counting so it might be more.

The night before my mother was to leave, he wanted something
more.  We both knew that I wouldn't be able to go over for a
while and he wanted to "seal" our relationship.  I noticed the
bottle of cooking oil on the table next to his bed but didn't
really think much about it.

We undressed and kissed and sucked each other just as we had done
every night for the past two weeks but I could tell something was
on his mind.  Kneeling between my legs, he reached over me for
the bottle of oil and began putting it on his cock and my crack.
The first thing that I thought was that he was going to try and
cook something because that's all I'd ever seen it used for.  I
was sadly mistaken.

"I'm going to fuck you, Anh," he told me positioning himself
between my legs.

"What does that mean?"  That was another term I hadn't heard
before.

"It means I'm going to put my cock into your pussy."  I knew what
a cock was but the pussy word was new to me too.  Before I could
ask, I felt his cock rubbing up and down along my crack.  He must
mean my slit.

I was tight and felt his cock stretching the opening.  I jerked,
feeling the sharp pain as it touched something just inside.  He
kept pushing; giving me the feeling that what-ever he was
touching was being pushed inside of me.  I tensed, waiting for
the pain to go away but he continued pushing, and stretching the
unknown something until it finally gave way, sending his cock a
few inches into me like a slingshot.

I cried out, grabbing at his arms.  "SI!  TAKE IT OUT!  IT
HURTS!"

"Shhhh, be quiet, Anh," he whispered.  "It will only hurt for a
little while.  Relax and you'll get used to it, I promise."  He
had stopped moving as he spoke, allowing me to better get
accustomed to the throbbing pain between my legs.

"Si, please," I grunted.  "It really hurts. Take your cock out,
please."

"Anh, you're my girlfriend and you have to do this."  As much as
it hurt, I knew that I had to because I was his girlfriend.  The
stabbing pain soon gave way to a dull ache as he slowly moved
back and forth, pushing a little more inside every few seconds. I
was stiff, not moving any part of my body hoping to keep the pain
minimal.  I was thankful when he didn't last long, much less than
when I sucked him, and soon he was putting his come stuff inside
of me.

Finally he took it out, or maybe it was my tightness that pushed
his out, but I felt something wet running down my butt crack.  It
burned in the cool air and I sat up to look at my crack, feeling
a rush of panic when I saw the blood.

"SI, YOU CUT ME!" I cried out touching my tender slit.  It was
red and smeared with blood and I thought that I was bleeding.

"I didn't cut you," he said reaching for a towel.  "You were a
virgin and you're supposed to bleed when you first fuck.  It's
normal."

Somehow knowing that I was "normal" didn't make me feel any
better.  I kept staring between my legs at the wetness that was
now a dark pink shade.

"Get up, you're getting it all over my bed," he said pulling on
my arm.  "Go into the bathroom and clean up, okay?"  I nodded and
left the room, not remembering that I was naked.  Thao stared at
me with a shocked expression as I opened the door.

"Anh!  You're naked!" she announced as if this was.  "Why are you
in Si's room naked?"

I ignored her question, rushing to the bathroom to clean the
blood that was now running down my legs.  Locking the door, I
stood in the bathtub and splashed water repeatedly between my
legs until all traces of blood was gone.  It stung as the water
soaked the area, but it cooled the burning.  After a while there
was a knock at the door.

"Anh, are you okay?" Thao asked.

"I'm fine."

"Can I come in?"

"Not right now."

"Why were you naked in Si's room?"  I sighed deeply.  For almost
two weeks I hadbeen going into her brother's room for fifteen or
twenty minutes at a time twice a day and she didn't bother
wondering why?  Now that she noticed I was naked she's asking.

"I'll tell you later," I called through the door, looking for a
towel.  I didn't want to walk outside again naked.  A few minutes
passed before I left the bathroom, noticing Thao was watching me
from the sofa as I made my way toward Si's room.  My slit, or
pussy, as he called it, burned like an open cut but not as much
as it did when he first took his cock out.  I closed the door
behind me and noticed he was Laying on his bed naked.

"It took you long enough."  I didn't respond.  "Come, sit next to
me," he said sitting up and patting the bed next to him.  I
looked for my clothes.  It hurt when he did that and I didn't
want to do it again, even if he *was* my boyfriend.

"Come here, Anh," he repeated sternly.  I kept looking for my
clothes, unable to find my panties and he got up.  "What's wrong,
babe?" he asked turning me to face him and giving me a hug.
"Don't be mad at me.  It will only hurt the first time.  From now
on it won't hurt any more."

"I need to go home," I said noticing he was holding my panties.
"I need my panties."

"It's only 9:10.  We still have some time.  Let me make it up to
you, okay?"

"My mom's leaving tomorrow so I need to go home early."

"Okay.  Let me get dressed and I'll walk you home."

"I can walk myself."

"I'll walk you.  I don't want my girlfriend walking by herself,"
he said leaning over to kiss me.  I didn't kiss him back and he
tried hard to push his tongue inside my mouth.  I was hurting and
was mad at him for hurting me.  "It won't take long for me to
dress."

I struggled to get my pants on as my pussy was still sore and my
panties were rubbing against it.  Si had on jeans and a pull
shirt by the time I was dressed.

"Let's go," he said putting his arm around my shoulder and
guiding me outside.  We turned to the right, heading toward the
back way.  I cringed knowing the reason why.

The walk down the first flight was painful and I stopped at our
"usual" place, leaning against the handrail.

"Guess you couldn't wait for this, huh?" he asked unzipping his
pants.

"Si, can we not do that.  I'm still sore."

"I won't put it there.  You can suck me like usual.  It's going
to be at least a week before I see you again and I'm going to
miss you," he added pulling his pants low enough to send his hard
cock springing out.  "Do you want to sit or stand?"

Staring at his cock I sighed, reaching for it.  I was too sore to
sit so I figured I'd have to stand and bent over to put it inside
my mouth.  Slowly at first he sawed back and forth, pushing the
tip to the back of my throat.  I gagged a few times but didn't
pull away as usual.  I figured if I could do this good enough
then maybe he wouldn't want to put it inside my pussy anymore.

Gradually he increased his pace, thrusting back and forth harder
and faster as I held onto it to keep from falling backward.
Holding my head, he started moaning, announcing that he was
coming.  I knew what to do.

The walk home seemed longer and I was thankful the burning
sensation seemed to lessen to a dull ache.  As we reached my
floor, he put his arm around me.

"Anh, do you think you can sneak out?  I really want to see you
before your mom gets back.  I don't think I can stand to be away
from you for that long."

"I don't know, Si.  I'm not supposed to go out when she's not
home."

"How will she know?"

"My aunts might tell her."

"Just promise you'll try, okay, Anh?  I'm going to miss you so
much."  I smiled. In some weird way that made me feel better.  He
was my boyfriend so I guess I should do what he wants.  I nodded
and we resumed walking.  Just outside my door, he bent down and
gave me a kiss on the mouth.  At first I didn't kiss him back but
as his tongue kept worming through my lips, I smiled, returning
the kiss.  Just then the door opened and I freaked out, pulling
away from him quickly.  I couldn't let my mother know that I was
kissing a boy.

"Hello girl," the tall man said smiling down at me.  I was
surprised that he spoke Vietnamese.  He looked at Si and then
back to me.  "Boyfriend?" he asked with a bad accent.  I was too
scared to answer for fear he'd tell my mother.

"You should go, Si," I said noticing he was staring at the older
man. He looked at me before rushing toward the front stairs.  The
man shut the door and watched until Si turned the corner.

"Boyfriend?" he asked again with a smile.  I tried to go around
him but he was in the way.  "Girl fuck boyfriend?" he asked
grinning at my surprised look.  "You pretty, girl."  Reaching
past him, I turned the knob, pushing the door open.  Chuckling he
moved aside, allowing me to go inside.  Slamming the door, I
leaned against it panting.

There were several men in the apartment and everyone was staring
at me.  Feeling self conscious, I left the room quickly.

"Take a bath and go to bed!" my mother called out as I rushed
down the hallway.  I was exhausted and couldn't wait to go to
sleep anyway so her orders didn't faze me.

****

Gradually I fell asleep, still feeling the tingling between my
legs.  It no longer hurt, just felt funny.  Around midnight the
squeaking door awakened me.  As usual I remained motionless,
watching through partially closed eyes as my mother and Tu
undressed, kissing and hugging as they did.

"I'm going to miss you," Tu told my mother.

"It's only for two weeks and I'll be back before you know it,"
she said.  "Let's make our last night together special," she
added pulling him toward the mattress on the floor.  They wore
only underwear and I could see Tu's erection bulging in the front
of his briefs. Momma waited until she was under the blanket to
finish undressing, putting her bra and panties on the floor next
to them.

They kissed and moved a lot under the blanket before Tu got on
top of her and both grunted.  I knew what he had just done and
felt my heart racing.  The tingling between my legs got stronger
and my nipples got harder, getting tender against my silk top.  I
could see the blanket going up and down as Tu's thrusts grew
stronger and a flash back of what Si and I had done gave me a
chill.  Slipping my hand into my pajamas, I touched the
smoothness where one day hair would be.  My fingers touched the
sensitive nub that always gave me pleasure while Tu licked me and
I sucked in a breath of air.  It felt really nice and wasn't the
part of me that was still sore.

Moving my finger back and forth at the same speed that Tu bounced
on top of my mother I briefly thought how nice it would be if
that was me instead of her under him.  I jerked at the sudden
rush of what could only be called pleasure as a gasp escaped my
lips.  I stopped moving, glancing over to see if they had heard.
They continued what they were doing and I breathed a sigh of
relief before resuming.

The faster my fingers moved, the better it felt and soon I wasn't
able to contain my reactions and cried out as my body began
jerking.  It was like I was in my own world and no one was around
me and the sore muscles between my legs strained to squeeze
together, deep inside, causing the dull ache to return.  I
stopped moving, panting softly to catch my breath, too afraid to
open my eyes in case they saw what I was doing.  I remained
perfectly still for several minutes listening to the smacking
sounds their bodies made and the soft grunts.

Even as sore as I was, it still felt good, but in a way I didn't
understand.  Opening my eyes I saw they were still moving under
the blanket, oblivious to what I had been doing.  Exhaling
deeply, I turned over, pulling the blanket over my head falling
asleep to their rhythmic sounds.

The next morning, after breakfast, Ngu and I went out to play on
the dilapidated rusty, chain-link swings about eight-thirty.  We
had three hours to play outside before we had to go in to help
with lunch and do house chores.  I wasn't sore any longer and
swung as high as I could, kicking my feet up to go even higher.
Ngu kept warning me about it, but I didn't pay her any attention.
 I somehow felt excited and free.

"Hi Anh," I heard someone calling out from behind me.  Dragging
my feet to stop, I turned to see Si standing there with a huge
grin.

"Hi, Si," I said giving my sister a nervous glance.

"Want to come up stairs with me?"

"I can't!" I called out furrowing my brows.  Ngu would surely
tell on me if she knew that I was going up stairs to be with him.

"Is your mom gone?"  I nodded.  "Then let's go."

"I can't.  I have to watch my sister."

"She can come too."

"WHAT?!  She can't go to your apartment!"

"Yea she can.  She can play with Thao while we play in my room."

I looked at Ngu staring up at me.  She was only seven and was
probably too young to know what we were talking about, but I
didn't want to take any chances.  What would she tell our mother?
 Or our aunts for that matter?  Si's movements caught my
attention as I watched him approaching.

"Come on, Anh, you *are* my girlfriend, remember?"

I stared at him for a while, it seemed like several minutes, but
was probably less than one.  "She might tell."

"She won't."

"How do you know?"

"Because I'll give her some candy not to."  I looked at him and
then back at her.  "Do you want some candy?" he asked her
stooping down to be eye level with her.  Her head nodded like a
bobbin on a sewing machine.  "Come upstairs with us and I'll give
you some."

In our country, the kids are much more naïve than in America and
she slipped from the swing and blindly followed Si.  He stopped
walking and turned to me.  "Are you coming?"  I didn't really
have a choice.  My little sister was willing to go upstairs with
him solely on the promise of candy and I felt like I needed to
protect her.

Turning the TV to cartoons and giving her a half-eaten chocolate
bar, he grabbed my hand, pulling me toward his bedroom.  "Play
with the kid," he mumbled to Thao as we passed her coming from
her room.  Closing the door, he pulled me close and we kissed.

I wasn't sore and wasn't mad at him anymore for doing "it" to me
the night before. Slowly he undressed me and led me to his bed,
gently pushing me until I sat.  He then undressed, standing
before me with a full erection.  I reached for it, squeezing it
causing him to groan.

"Suck it," he said moving a little closer.  He was my boyfriend
and that's what you're supposed to do to your boyfriend so I did,
having to lie on my stomach to do it.  Standing in front of me,
he began moving his hips back and forth, touching the back of my
throat with each forward thrust.  After a while, he pulled the
saliva-coated cock thing from my mouth.

"Turn over.  I'll do that to you, okay?" he said more as a
statement than a request.  I did what he said thinking how nice
it will be.  He was clumsy and awkward, nothing like Tu but it
still felt good to have his warm, wet tongue against me.  After a
few minutes, he raised his head, reaching for the bottle of
cooking oil.

"Can we wait?" I asked knowing what he wanted to do.

"Why?"

"I'm still a little sore and it hurt a lot yesterday."

"It won't hurt as much today, I promise."  I watched with
concerned curiosity as he applied a layer of oil onto his cock
and then to me.  Getting into position between my legs, I
stiffened as he rubbed the head up and down my slit.  He pressed
it against me and I gripped the sheets, expecting the pain that I
had experienced the day before.

It did hurt as my tight muscles were stretched open, but like he
said, it was nothing compared to yesterday and soon he was moving
back and forth, pushing his cock in and out of my swollen hole.
His cock filled me, giving me the feeling of being stuffed and
bloated with a little pain.  After about a minute I realized he
wouldn't hurt me and I could breathe normally.

My hands relaxed as the awkwardness and pain seemed to diminish
with each stroke.  Just about the time my body started
responding, right when the sensation turned from soreness to
something pleasant, he grunted out, jabbing his cock far into me
one last time.  I felt it twitching and knew that he was putting
his come stuff inside of me.

Laying motionless on top of me panting, he moaned something above
my head that I didn't understand but didn't ask him to repeat.
His cock jerked in random intervals until it was too soft to
remain and slipped out to the tip before finally falling out
completely.  Rolling over, he moaned next to me, his chest rising
and falling with each breath.  His cock was soft and resting on
the hair above it shining from the oil and juices.

"Are you okay?" he asked.  I nodded not realizing that he wasn't
looking at my face.  Sitting up, he moved his mouth to my breast
and began sucking on my right nipple.  I jerked back from the
pain.  He was sucking very hard, stretching my nipple out over an
inch and I groaned from pain.

"Not so hard," I said pushing his head away.  For the past few
months, since they started growing, my nipples have been very
sensitive.  Even just wearing a shirt sometimes rubs them raw and
they start to hurt.

"Sorry," he said replacing his mouth and sucking easier.  I felt
something dripping out of me and down the crack of my butt.
Afraid it was blood; I reached down, touching it with my fingers
and raising it high expecting to see the redness.  To my relief,
it was white and thick.  Si was watching me with a smile.

"Do that again," He said looking between my legs.

"Do what?"

"Play with your pussy.  I want to see you play with yourself."

"I wasn't playing with myself!" I insisted.  "I was just touching
it to see if I was bleeding."

"You're not bleeding.  I already told you that you won't.  Just
the first time.  Now we can fuck all we want and it will be okay.
 No one will even know."

"I'll know."

"Yea, so?  Now show me how you play with your pussy."

"How did you know..." I stopped myself.

"Everyone does it so don't worry.  Come on, hurry!  We don't have
a lot of time.  Show me."

I really wasn't sure what he wanted to see.  I only recently
started "playing" with myself and didn't really know how to do
it.  Remembering how good it felt last night, I started rubbing
the small nub just at the top of my crack.  It felt good so I
kept doing it while he barked out orders on how to do it.  Not
long afterward, I felt his finger at my opening before it sank
inside.  I tensed and stopped moving.

"Don't stop, keep doing it!" he urged, moving his finger back and
for.  I resumed, focusing on the tender spot until I felt a sharp
pain as he squeezed a second finger inside of me.

"SI!  What are you doing?"

"If you can take my cock, you can take two fingers," he informed
me.

"It hurts, can you take one out?"

"Okay, but if I do, I'm going to put my cock back in," he
announced waving his newly erect cock at me.  He continued
jamming both fingers into me while I squirmed, trying to get used
to them.  "What will it be?"

"Your cock is too big.  I don't think I can do it again."

"Than I'll keep doing this," he said punctuating his statement
with a hard jab.  I squirmed and moaned a few times while he
pounded his finger into me for the next few minutes.

"OKAY!  Stop doing that it hurts!" I cried out trying to move
away.

"You want me to fuck you?"  I remained silent.  "Say it.  Tell me
you want me to fuck you or I'll keep doing it."

"Fine.  I want you to fuck me.  There I said it!"  Smiling, he
crawled back between my legs and pushed his cock in where his
fingers had just been.  I squealed as it slid fully inside.  The
first time I don't think he lasted more than three or four
minutes.  This time it was about twice as long and I didn't know
why.

Just as before, he remained motionless until it slipped out
before rolling over.  "I'm glad you're my girlfriend," he said
craning his neck to kiss my cheek.  In some strange way, it made
me feel better.  I felt warm, wanted and desired and not so
uncomfortable with myself.

After a while we dressed and went out to sit with Ngu and Thao.
No one told me that I should clean myself after having sex.  I
found out the hard way when I later went to the bathroom and my
panties were soaked with his come stuff.  I guess after a while
it leaked out, flooding my panties and drying hard and crusty,
sticking to my tender skin.

We watched TV for ba while before Si announced that it was almost
time for me to leave.  Standing, he helped me up and offered to
walk me home.

"Si, you can't, my little sister is with me."

"Then how about going into my room instead.  She won't know."  I
glanced at her before returning my look to him.  We already
"fucked" twice this morning and he wants me to suck him too? This
girlfriend thing is a lot harder than I thought it would be.

***

We ate rice soup and bread for lunch and I helped with the dishes
while Ngu picked up all the empty beer bottles from last night
and emptied the ashtrays.  She was also in charge of sweeping and
removing the trash from the living room while I went to sort the
clothes.  With eight people living here, we go through a lot of
dirty clothes and usually wash at least every other day.

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful until after dinner. The
men began trickling in just before 5 and by the time we ate,
there were seven men and two had already left after going into
the forbidden room with Aunt Phuong.  She was the youngest,
slimmest and besides my mother, the prettiest.  For that reason
she got more of the men going into the room with her.

Ngu and I had been banished to our room, but I peeked out each
time I heard someone in the hallway.  When I heard voices in the
hallway for the third time, I opened the door and was surprised
to see Aunt Quy staring back at me from down the hall.  I shut
the door and ran to my bed.  A few seconds later the door opened.

"Anh, you must stop doing that," she announced.  "It is none of
your business what goes on in that room."  I said nothing and
stared at the ground.  "Go to your friend's house."  That got my
attention and I looked at her.

"Momma said I can't go when she's not home."

"She won't know.  Go and play for a few hours.  I don't want you
opening the door again.  Come on, let's go," she said opening the
door wider.  "OUT!"

"Can I go too?" Ngu called out from her bed.

"Sure, you both go and Anh, keep an eye on her."

Aunt Quy walked up out, telling my uncles and other aunts we were
going to play upstairs for a while.  Aunt Thuy asked why and she
told her something in Cambodian that I didn't understand but the
others all laughed.  I was glad that we could go over because it
was very boring in our room and I could watch TV.

Si had other plans for my time there and we stayed in his room
for two hours before joining the others to finish watching a
show.  Si and I fucked twice and I sucked him twice, coming
inside my mouth both times but didn't really think anything about
it.  He was my boyfriend and that's what you do for your
boyfriend.

It was a few minutes past 10 when we got home and the apartment
was very busy.  Everyone got quiet when we first walked in, but
quickly resumed talking as we passed them heading for our room. I
needed to stop off to the bathroom to shower and get Si's come
stuff out of me.

Ngu was asleep by 11 but I stayed awake for another hour thinking
about Si and smiling that I was finally getting used to the
fucking thing that we were doing.  I was a little sore but
nothing that I couldn't deal with.  I closed my eyes just as the
door squeaked opened.  Laying still, I heard footsteps getting
closer and my breathing quickened.

Weight on my bed shifted me slightly and I could smell the
cigarettes and beer on his breath.  Moving closer, he whispered
my name into my ear and it sent a chill down my back.  I had been
on my side, facing the wall.  Gently he rolled me over; my head
flopped to the side in a mock sleep.

This was the first time in two weeks that he had been able to do
this and he seemed eager, fumbling with the buttons on my shirt
like a nervous school boy.  Seconds after the last one slipped
through the hole, his mouth was on my nipples, sucking and
slurping on them.  He was gentle, but enthusiastic.  My breathing
was growing faster as he kissed his way lower, stopping briefly
at my belly button before advancing lower.

I fought a moan as his hands stroked my inner thighs and hi
tongue grazed the crotch of my panties.  Carefully he tugged the
leg opening over my pussy, exposing my newly deflowered slit to
him.  I nearly panicked.  What if he finds out?  His scratchy
mustache scraped against my delicate skin as his hungry tongue
searched out my hole.  Sliding the tip inside, he stopped and
moved away.  I fought the urge to open my eyes to see.  Unable to
contain my curiosity, I slowly I parted my lids, squinting to see
what he was doing.

His finger touched me, finding the opening and tenderly rubbed
it.  I tensed as he has never done that before.  He must know!  I
felt his mouth return as his tongue lapped at my little button
repeatedly.  In the beginning, it tickled but after a few
minutes, I became sensitive and began getting a strange feeling
below my stomach.  His tongue didn't stop, wouldn't slow down as
a warm feeling spread throughout my lower body.  It felt weird
yet better than anything I'd ever felt before.

 Pushing his fingers against my opening, his tongue continued its
relentless lashing at the small nub.  I couldn't breathe and I
stiffened.  Something was happening and I didn't know what it
was.  Without warning, a strong contraction racked my body as my
butt came off the bed, my legs shaking uncontrollably.  I
couldn't stifle my groan and cried out, fisting the sheets as
multiple spasms hit me seemingly at once, shaking my body and
causing my legs to jerk uncontrollably.  Unable to catch my
breath, I choked on the air rushing into my lungs as Tu's tongue
continued its assault, pushing me someplace I had never been
before.

My head was spinning, I saw a bright light and I was panting like
a tired dog.  My body slowly relaxed as my butt lowered onto his
hands. He was sucking on the tight skin above my slit, gnawing on
the tender bump like a hungry rat.  I couldn't stand it any more
and pushed at his head.  Slowly he released his oral grip,
lifting his face from between my legs with a smile.

"I always knew you were awake," he said moving closer to kiss me.
 I was too weak to offer resistance, not that I would given any,
and felt his tongue, the very one that had just given me so much
pleasure that I was still shaking, entering my mouth.  I sucked
it in like a tiny cock, feeling it dancing against my own.  His
hand returned between my legs, touching the very sensitive spot
between my legs.

My hand reached for his, pushing it away.  "That hurts," I
moaned.  I was too tender down there to be touched.

"Sorry, Anh," he whispered.  "Looks like you enjoyed it though,"
he said smiling.  I had nothing to say about it.  He kissed me
again, moving his mouth next to my ear.  "Who was it?" he asked
kissing it hard, sounding like a loud pop.

I wasn't sure what he meant so I didn't respond.

"Who was your first?"

"What do you mean?"

"I know you are no longer a virgin."

Si used a word like that earlier and I was trying to remember
what it meant.

"You don't have to tell me, I was just curious.  I hope it was
good for you.  To be honest, I'm a little jealous because I
wanted to be your first."  I was shocked he said that.  He was my
mother's boyfriend and he's telling me that he wanted to be the
first to do what Si and I were doing?  "I wouldn't mind being
your second though," he added.

"I'm too sore," I said.  It wasn't really soreness that I was
feeling, more tenderness but at that age, I couldn't tell the
difference.

"You can do like usual and jerk me off for now."  That was a new
word for me and I didn't really know what he meant until he took
my hand and placed it on his cock.  "Go on, Anh, do it," he said
slowly moving his hips back and forth.  I now knew what he
wanted.  He was much thicker than Si, so much that I couldn't get
my finger around it.  Si's I could easily hold it, over lapping
my finger nail with my thumb.  Tu's cock was much too thick for
that and felt much heavier.

When I was pretending to be asleep, I couldn't really hold it and
never really noticed how big he really was until then.  Sitting
up, I gripped it with both hands, stroking it awkwardly until he
covered my hands with his.

"Like this," he said moving my hands back and forth at an even
pace.  "Squeeze it a little more, but not too hard," he urged.
Sitting with my legs crossed, I leaned forward and stroked his
cock back and forth, smiling each time he groaned.  He had made
me feel so good earlier that I was glad that I could do the same
for him.  A clear bead appeared on the tip and I grinned.  Si's
clear stuff tasted a lot better than the white stuff and I
wondered what Tu's would taste like.  Leaning forward, I licked
the drop away, smiling as once again he moaned.

I knew what I had to do.  He used his mouth to make me feel great
so I should do the same.  It's not like I haven't done it many
times already with Si.  Leaning closer, I took the head into my
mouth and began sucking.  He made another strange sound,
thrusting his hip forward.  I sucked harder, stroking the part
between my mouth and the hairy part of his body.

"OH God, Anh," he cried out.  Looking up, I watched as he
squeezed Ngu's blankets, throwing his head backward.  Just then
it began jerking, tickling the roof of my mouth as several wads
of the come stuff began filling my mouth.  His body trembled, his
legs shook as his thick cock continued pumping a much sweeter
slime into my mouth.  I gulp it as soon as I felt it hitting the
back of my throat.

Once he caught his breath and stopped shaking, he backed away,
pulling his softened cock from my lips.  It made me feel good
that I was able to give him some of the great feelings that he
had given me.

"Damn, Anh, where did you learn to do that?  You're incredible!"
I smiled at the compliment.  Bending under the top bed, he kissed
me, pushing his tongue into my mouth for just a second.  "You'd
better get to sleep, it's late," he said pulling his underwear
up.  I watched his muscular body in the dark crawling under the
sheets.  He sat up for a few minutes staring at me with a huge
smile.  Getting under the covers, I closed my eyes still feeling
the tingling sensation between my legs.

~~~

end of Chapter 1

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