The Forbidden Room, Chapter 1 By Wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com) ~~~ NOTE: This story is based on true life events... ~~~ 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 ----> Here's a link to my other stories... /files/Authors/wetfly6969/STORIES/