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Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Modelling

There are things one does in life that can't make you feel like a
bastard. Things that you either did or could have prevented that could
have made someone's life better.

Sometimes, it's both...

I considered my college life to be quite good. As a student, I had
little trouble gaining good grades. And as a student, I had plenty of
chances to party and go completely wild. And I had a girlfriend. A
very pretty girlfriend that I loved to fuck in my dorm room and think
about how her parents thought she was getting along. If only they
could see her cunt filled with my cock, I used to think.

I was pretty happy with one girl. And also happy with the group of
friends I had gathered together in my three years of academic life.
But how was I to know that someone would come along and screw that all
up?

Her name was Huni, and if you're wondering, it is pronounced like the
sweet syrup you put on biscuits and such. She was Chinese, and
probably the most achingly beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life.
I first encountered her in a winter class along with one of my best
friends in college, David. When she walked into the room, we both
turned to each other with a complete look of appreciation.

Of course, I had my girlfriend, so I contained most of my burning
lustful intentions deep within my thoughts. But David was single, and
the look in his eyes carried a sense of far more than the boiling lust
most men felt at the sight of her. Perhaps I'm not as romantic as he
was, or at least wasn't then, but I swear he fell in love at first
sight.

Together, we managed to weasel our way into the same group as Huni
when project time came around. Sitting up close to her only added to
her enchantments. Her long flowing black hair streamed down her back
and sides. Her perfectly white teeth smiled gleefully and innocently.
Her dress was conservative, but her body just seemed to be bursting to
display itself in all its firm, curvaceous glory. She was pencil thin
at the waist. So thin, I was certain my fingers could touch if I
wrapped my hands around it. She must have had some magical formula for
channeling her extra weight into her breasts. They were so full, so
round, beneath her tops and jackets.

Being winter, the rest of her was left to imagination. The cold
classrooms didn't much suit skimpy outfits or high-cut miniskirts. But
as we learned more about Huni, we doubted she would wear such outfits
anyway. She had recently moved from China, though she had lived in the
U.S. until she was about thirteen. Her father had wanted his family to
experience traditional Chinese roots, but felt her best opportunity
lay in America. So when college came around, she spent only two years
in her native land before blessing our shores with her fully developed
beauty.

The time in China had fulfilled its purpose. Huni was a very
conservative girl, and blushed an endearing shade of crimson when even
the slightest sexual innuendo was made. We knew she would pass out if
we ever asked her if she was a virgin, but we didn't need to ask. She
was, and planned on remaining that way until her eventual marriage.

Ahh, marriage. I think poor David saw wedding bells attached to those
magnificent breasts. I laughed when I realized he was always the first
to meet her when the group got together, and the last to leave when we
dispersed. I had no idea what they talked about in these times alone,
but I had to do my best to stifle my jealousy and not try to sneak in
on the action. After all, I had a girlfriend. And a very pretty
girlfriend at that.

Have you ever seen an expression of true joy on the face of someone?
Have you ever seen the ultimate, soul- lifting exclamation of
happiness from a friend's lips? David asked Huni out on a date. She
said yes. I gotta tell you I was a bit jealous. I found myself
spending less and less time at the group meetings. Not because I
didn't want to work, but because I could barely keep my dick in my
pants. I could reason the lust from my body, but the length and vigor
of time it took increased with each meeting. I was doing so well, and
then I saw her in "the top."

The library was warmer than the classrooms, and we decided one evening
to meet there. The extra temperature allowed Huni to remove her
jacket. She was wearing the tightest, whitest, most body-contouring
top I had ever seen. It looked like she bought the right size, and
then had it shrink while she was still wearing it. The sleeves barely
came past her shoulders. The buttons seemed like they were carving out
red marks in her skin. But the killer, the sight that drove me
absolutely crazy, was the sight of her obscured, but quite visible
bra.

I could see her bra! Right through that tight white top! I could see
the different reflection of light on the satin underneath, and the
shape of the lace in the straps. I could see the sewn point that most
be pressing directly against her nipples. And I could see a faint
pattern in the fabric, a faint rose-petal pattern that seemed to
encompass both innocence and pure sexuality.

I had to excuse myself. I had to pretend to go to the bathroom, duck
into an unused room, and restrain myself from masturbating. I couldn't
believe what was going on. I had a girlfriend, Damn it! And a very
pretty girlfriend, mind you!

But this girl was unbelievable! She spoke with a slight, captivating
accent. She hid her face and laughter behind embarrassed hands but
sprung right up to add a joke of her own. She stretched these long,
magical stretches that threatened to pull that top out of her pants.

And she was a virgin. She was a good, conservative girl whose full
lips had probably never pressed against a man. She was the purest
flower, the most dainty of beauties.

So, as I said, I limited my contact with her after that. With most
women, the time you spend with them builds up your desire to hump them
like some kind of rising power meter. But once you leave their
company, the meter falls back to zero. Not with Huni. The meter kept
rising. It kept rising even when I wasn't with her, but fortunately at
much slower pace. I even had trouble looking at other Chinese women.
They all made me think of her, though not a one was even half her
beauty.

Spring came, and the semester was over. David and Huni had been dating
for awhile, and I can sadly say they were boyfriend and girlfriend.
Sadly for me. I was happy for David. I did have a very pretty
girlfriend, and was willing to accept that my friend had a
heart-poundingly gorgeous girlfriend.

I managed two weeks away from her. Two weeks where I didn't see her
with my eyes, but she never left my mind. The two weeks before Spring
classes. When it was over, I found her again. We had another class
together, but this time, no David.

Huni came strolling into the classroom with a simple, tight yellow top
with white buttons down the middle. But it was her lower article of
clothing that caught my attention... something I had never seen her in
before... a pair of shorts. They were simple enough. A casual white
pair with a couple of pockets and a belt. It was the sight of her legs
that was so spectacular. Her slender, golden- skinned smooth legs so
perfectly shaped from foot-to-calf- to thigh-to crotch. They were so
perfect, so flawless, I almost looked like she was wearing nylons the
way her blemish-free flesh glinted in the light. But they were bare
and wonderfully exposed to my eyes.

"Get a load of that bitch!"

Frank's harshness stunned me. Here was a friend I knew as long as
David, if he could really be called a friend. I knew him, but
considered him more of an asshole. He was so cocky, arrogant, and
condescending. He thought the world turned when he commanded it, and
would stop dead if he wished it. But as cruel fate all too often has
it, he had the luck to back it up. He wasn't a great-looking guy, but
he was good. He never lacked in his share of dates. His father owned a
photgraphy studio, which he let Frank use after hours for his own
purposes. I had watched a number of the best-looking campus woman hop
into his car to have some "nice" photos taken. I wondered how many of
those woman showed more than their flashy smile. I wondered how many
of them did more than just take pictures.

I turned to him, not even realizing his reference was to precious Huni
at first. When I saw his eyes fixed upon her, I turned at him sharply.

"Watch it, that's my friend's girlfriend!"

"Dude, she's fucking hot!"

"Yeah, she's special." I couldn't use his term. "Fucking hot" was not
the phrase that captured her beauty.

Huni broke from her friend, spoke a gleeful "Hello," and sat in front
of me. This class was going to be torture...

When she turned her body, I could easily see the thin bra strap so
eloquently holding those wonderful breasts. The width of her shoulders
was so narrow, so vulnerable. Her black hair curled lovingly down her
spine as she brushed it from her shoulders. I could feel my hands on
those shoulders, rubbing her softly as they slowly moved down to her
chest. The image and sensations of fantasy were so clear in my mind as
my thoughts joyously brought my fingertips into her blouse and onto
the smooth cups of her bra. My ears awakened to invisible hush of
pleasure that slowly sighed from her lips.

"Do you have a pencil I could borrow?" Huni's wonderful, smiling face
had turned to ask me something. What it was didn't matter. To borrow a
pencil, to give her my wallet, to kill a man. I handed her my pencil
blessing the desk beneath me and it's ability to conceal the large
bulge in my pants.

Frank seemed just as taken with her. Every day of class, I caught him
stealing stares of her. He would see me, and wink as if I was thinking
about the exact same thing: fucking her.

But winks were not enough for a man like Frank. A man, who had no
trouble expressing himself.

"Man, I really want to fuck her." he just blurted it out one day.
"Just think about that tiny, tight Chinese cunt sucking on your dick."

"Frank, come on. Please don't talk about my friend's girlfriend like
that." I probably sounded noble in defense of a lady's honor. The
truth was, I WANTED to think about his images! "If anybody gets to
make love to her, it will be David."

"What? You mean he's not fucking her already?"

Why'd I have to open my big mouth?

"Dude, that means she's fair game! That means she wants somebody else!"

"It's not like that. She's a very traditional girl. She doesn't want
to have sex before marriage."

"Dude, that's a crock! She'll fuck like a whore with the right guy."

Poor Frank, he always thought he knew women. He saw me shaking my head.

"I'll bet ya." He said intently.

"Get out of here."

"I'll bet you a hundred bucks right now that I can get her to fuck me."

"Frank, your full of shit."

"I'm serious! A hundred bucks!"

"No way, and even if you could, how would you prove it?"

"I'll videotape it."

I would like to think my confidence in Huni's chastity is what made me
accept the bet, and not my the desire I wouldn't the recognize. Not
the desire to see Huni's naked body humping and receiving a man's
penis. I accepted the bet. If anything did happen, I was significantly
responsible.

Frank made me promise not to get in the way. I had to go along with
everything he said, and not let on to Huni about his intentions. I
asked why I would do that? I wanted to see him lose. Frank insisted
that if I lost the hundred bucks, it would be worth my while. I have
to give him credit there. He saw the way I looked at her. He saw how
her beauty captivated me and defined my sexual want. I didn't know
what he meant, but agreed to his terms.

His attack started simply.

"Huni," he began one afternoon as we strolled out of class, "I really
like that top your wearing. It really looks good on you."

"Thank you." she seemed nervous at the compliment.

"I don't know if you know this, but I do fashion photography for my
father's business."

"I didn't know that."

"Anyway, we could really use a model to feature some tops from a new
account he just picked up. Do you think you would be interested?"

Huni stopped walking. I stayed a few steps behind, listening, but not
saying anything.

Huni seemed adorably embarrassed. I don't know how often she received
compliments on her looks, but she was visibly uncomfortable. Yet, she
was also smiling, and seemed quite flattered.

"You want me to model for you?" she finally asked.

"Yeah, it would be great. I'll bet your really photogenic."

"I don't think so..."

"Come on, it would really help us out. Who knows, you could get famous!"

Huni perked up a bit at that, but wore a look of suspicion. She seemed
to be forming seedy ideas on what this situation might really mean.
Would Frank use it as an opportunity to make a pass at her? But her
innocence or embarrassment held her back from vocalizing her
sexually-oriented fears.

"We'll pay you."

Now she really paid attention. I knew Huni's financial situation
wasn't the greatest. She could use any spare buck she could find.

"How much?" she asked.

"Twenty-five bucks."

Franks sensed her hesitation, and her interest. He knew she wanted the
money, but was nervous about what she would be wearing.

"Come on, they're simple tops just like you have on now. No big deal."

I'm not sure what exact logic Huni was using at the moment as she
weighed the arguments. But as her lips mouthed "Ok," I figured the
lure of the money for a relatively simple task was too much. I did
believe she was nervous. But she was too innocent, too naive, to be as
nervous or as concerned as she needed to be. Frank was going to
attempt to seduce her. It was that simple. This was a set-up for him
to attempt to rip off her clothes and fill her virgin cunt with his
cock. I don't think an exquisitely beautiful Chinese girl was capable
of picturing such raw lust, and I feared that made her vulnerable.

I didn't know Frank's exact plan. And, I didn't know where Frank was
going to get the money to pay her, but the stage was set.

* * * * *
"No! No! Absolutely not!" The look on David's face clearly showed
suspicion, outrage, and fear.

"Why not?" Huni's voice was sweetly unconcerned.

I told them I was going to go get some water. The three of us were
studying in the library when Huni told her boyfriend of her new
modeling gig. I got up, but went to the next study room. I pressed my
ear to the wall, and listened to the argument.

"Huni, I know Frank. He's a weasel. He's just doing it to get pictures of you."

"I know. That's what modeling is for." Her innocent, accented Chinese
voice. So like a trusting little girl's.

"Huni, that's not what I mean." David explained. "He wants pictures of
you because you're beautiful, because he wants to..." He hung stopped.
David knew how uncomfortable Huni was with any kind of sexual
discussion. He didn't want to say, "masturbate with them."

Huni continued, "If he thinks I'm beautiful, then it makes sense. Why
would he want to use somebody ugly to model his tops?"

I couldn't see David, but I felt his frustration. The worst part was,
he knew, as did I, that Frank's father was a genuine photographer. He
had a studio and everything. That made Frank's story hard to disprove,
for David anyway. I could go in there. I could go in and say to Huni,
"Frank plans to try to fuck you." But I didn't.

The evening ended quite sourly. David forbade Huni from modeling, She
grew enraged and stormed off. When I went back into the room, David
seemed desperately worried. He asked me what he should do. Part of me
wanted to tell him. Part of me wanted to say, "protect your girlfriend
form that shark. He wants to hump her."

"Let her do it." is what I said. "It's just tops. It's not worth fighting over."

* * * * *

"Give me twenty-five bucks." Frank said to me the next day before class.

"What for?"

"To pay Huni. I promised her twenty-five bucks."

"What? Why would I give you the money, you're the one trying to fuck her!"

"Because, you will be getting a service in return."

What did he mean? I was confused by his comment.

"In my dad's studio, we have a changing room..." He smiled slyly.
"With some `special' glass for a mirror. We have a number of
attractive ladies come in for pictures. A number of attractive ladies
who have to undress. For twenty-five bucks, I'll let you be on the
other side of that mirror."

My heart was pounding from the moment he said "undress." Huni was
going to be molding tops. That meant, she had to take them off! Frank
was offering me a chance to see her, to see her breasts. I surmised
she would be wearing a bra, but so what? I could see Huni, her
delicate shoulders... bare. Her slender arms... bare. Her flat, smooth
stomach... bare. And the curved, wonderful contours of her full,
incredible breasts. Not bare, but snugly held by a tender, feminine
bra that would reveal her cleavage and much of their shape.

I handed Frank the money.

"One more thing..." he said.

"What?"

"Can you bring me some of your girlfriend's tops?"

I hadn't thought of that. Where was Frank going to get the clothes for
her to model?

"Um, yeah, I guess." Could I get them out? "I'd have to take some she
doesn't wear much."

"That's fine." Frank said. "It really doesn't matter what she wears,
does it? And besides, this isn't going to be a one time deal. It's
going to take several `sessions.' to work her up."

The bastard was devious, I had to give him that. But was I any better?
Frank couldn't be doing this without me. He needed me. I should have
felt like a bastard myself. But I was feeling too hot, too excited to
question my character. I was going to see that sweet, pure, achingly
beautiful Chinese girl unbutton her shirt, and remove it. I was going
to see her breasts bounce firmly in he bra, and then be covered up
again with the buttoning of a new shirt. I couldn't wait.

* * * * *

I was already in position when Huni arrived. Frank had led me behind a
wall to a dark corridor that ran behind the changing room. He brought
a flashlight with him to find the way, explaining that I should never
turn on any light while behind the glass or Huni might be able to see
it. I wasn't surprised to see a video camera atop a tripod shooting
directly through the glass. "You should see some of the chicks we've
got with this thing." he said proudly. I didn't care who he had gotten
before, or who he was getting later. I just wanted Huni.

So I waited, anxiously awaiting the opening of that door and the
entrance of the fair goddess. I fiddled momentarily with the camera,
and felt let down the viewfinder was black and white. Frank had a
bar-type stool to sit on, so one could see through the glass without
standing.

I heard the shutting of a door from the main studio. It was barely
audible, and I couldn't hear any conversation. But I guessed she was
here! Who else could it be?

I was caught off guard as the door to the changing room opened. I
immediately recognized Huni's silhouette. She was carrying the duffel
bag I brought, which contained the wardrobe I had picked inside. She
turned on the switch.

Oh God, she was in the top! She was in that white, body hugging top I
had seen her in once before! I sprang out of my chair, moving closer
to the glass. Huni set the duffel bag on the floor, then stepped to
the mirror. I instinctively stepped back, afraid she might see me
somehow. She didn't. She examined her face, her wonderful face, as I
examined her breasts. Oh yes, I could see the contour of her bra once
again. The shirt made it opaque, but couldn't hide it completely. She
was wearing a pair of cut-off jeans shorts with it that seemed to grip
her smooth, dark-skinned legs with affection. Her make-up was
impeccable, with full red lips and perfectly shadowed eyes. I don't
think she had ever looked more sexy. I looked again at her chest,
thinking to myself, "I'll see more of you later."

Huni stepped out of the room, ready for his first session. Evidently,
Frank was as pleased her current attire as I and was going to take
pictures of her in her current top. I would have to get some prints of
those! Originally, I had planned to sit by the mirror the entire time,
but I couldn't be without the sight of her. I fumbled my way down the
corridor, hoping not to make any noise that would alert her to my
presence. I carefully poked my head around the wall, and watched as
Frank started snapping pictures.

He had her pose simply. She nervously smiled and followed his
suggestions. He took several of her standing normally, then suggested
she lift her hair. I watched in delight as her hands pulled up the
luxurious strands, raising her breasts as she did, raising her top
from her waist as she did. Frank walked over to her after a few shots,
and rubbed her shoulder. He congratulated her on a good job so far,
and told her to put on another top.

Huni headed for the changing room. I nearly stumbled as I turned. I
had to beat here there! I had to be there when she unbuttoned that
top! Of all else, that top! It seemed to take an infinity to make my
way down the corridor. I couldn't live with myself if I made it to the
glass, only to find her buttoning up her new top.

I made it to the glass, and anxiously looked in. Huni was looking at
the mirror, still in the top. Thank God.

I watched her, wondering what she was doing Then I realized she was
re-enacting her poses. She tried her smiles, testing to see how well
her beauty was functioning. She lifted her hair, turning her head
slightly from side-to-side. I looked at her raised chest, and felt
complete admiration as they lowered back to their normal position when
she lowered her arms.

My breath caught as she brought her hands to the first button. I
remembered I hadn't started the camera, but I didn't care I was
standing in front of it anyway. I couldn't see this electronically. I
couldn't see this in black-and-white. I need to see her with my own
eyes. I need to see the glorious color of her Asian skin as her hands
worked down to each button of that top.

One was undone. Two were undone. Three were undone. The fourth swelled
my cock as her unobstructed bra came into view. I leaned forward
against the wall. I need something to apply pressure to my penis as
she worked her way don. The top opened with angelic triumph. I was
looking at her chest. Her Asian skin was exactly as I had imagined.
Soft. Brown. Creamy. I could see each sculpting bend of light from her
shoulders to her cleavage. The satiny white cups dutifully covered her
breasts, but added to their beauty. Huni stepped away from the mirror
and towards her bag. My entire body ached to touch her. To feel her.
To continue her undress.

She leaned down to the bag. I bit my lip hard as her breasts dangled
from her leaning upper body. The bra held them firm, but not
motionless. She pulled out a new top, then removed the one she had on.
Every inch of nakedness was sunning. Her shoulders, her back, her
stomach. I longed to see the inches that were covered... her breasts,
her hips, her cunt.

A knock came at the door. "Are you all right in there?"

Huni turned quickly, and draped the new blouse over her chest. "I'll
be out in a minute!" she squeaked nervously. I smiled at the sight.
She wouldn't expose herself like this willingly. It then dawned on
me... even David hadn't seen this. Only two people in all the word had
seen Huni in a bra. Herself, and me.

There were three more tops. Three more times she came in, undressed in
front of me, and bounded back out to be photographed. I taped her. I
taped her bare chest each time she unbuttoned her blouse and
unwittingly exposed herself. I watched her, and occasionally looked at
the viewfinder to make sure she was properly framed. During the photo
taking, I snuck out to watch. I was surprised by the restraint Frank
showed. He touched her, but without threatening her. He talked to her,
but without innuendo. They made jokes, laughed with each other, and
had a basically normal evening. I didn't really expect this. I figured
Frank would play his hand right away and drive Huni out of there in a
desperate rush. I started to wonder if he could succeed.

Frank came to the viewing area after Huni left, eager to find out what
I had seen. I told him simply, "It was the most beautiful, feminine
experience I have ever had."

"Did you see her tits?"

Frank was a bit more blunt in his appreciation. I explained to him
that she was wearing a bra, which she never had need to take off.

"Don't worry, we'll work on that! And her pussy, too! I bet you can't
wait to see her cute little Asian cunt!" The mere thought of it made
me weak. I didn't know what his plan was, but I knew I was helpless to
resist it. I had no other objective in life. Homework didn't matter.
Graduation didn't matter. My current relationship didn't matter. All I
wanted as to see Huni completely nude. But worse than that... I wanted
to see her getting fucked. I couldn't do it, because she was my
friend's girlfriend and I had my own girlfriend. Even if David could
do it, I wouldn't get to see it. No, Frank was becoming my only hope
at seeing her squirm and moan with virgin-taking penetration.

I guess David called her exactly when he got home from work. He had
wanted to go with her, but his hours were the same every week, and he
couldn't get the night off. Frank had asked me about that
specifically, and I gave him the information. Huni was being exposed
when she was most vulnerable, when no one could protect her. Not
David, and not me.

After calling Huni, David called me. I could hear the grating distrust
in his voice. It was steeped in concern and jealousy. I told him Huni
was his girlfriend. That she could take care of herself. That this was
a good opportunity for her. And that it was over. I knew it wasn't
over, but it eased his mind. For now, anyway.

Huni was quite buoyant in class the next day. She eagerly talked to
both Frank and I, and thanked Frank for the opportunity. Repeatedly.
She was practically begging, without asking directly, to do another
session. Frank played it so cool. I wanted to yell out, "Please come
back and bare your chest to me again!" but I bit my tongue. Class
ended, and the three of us headed outside.

Frank now played into her eager hand. "Hey, Huni, do you think you
might have any interest in doing some more modeling?"

She perked up instantly. "That would be great! I would really like
that. How many more tops do you have?"

"Oh, I don't have any more tops. I have a line of skirts I need photos
of. Does that sound ok?"

"Sure, that's fine!"

I instantly knew what was happening. What this meant. I was going to
get to see her in panties! I was going to get to see her long, slender
legs and her wonderfully thin waist covered by nothing more than a
small V-shaped piece of clothing.

"Here..." Frank said... "Let me get an idea of your waist." I couldn't
believe my eyes as Huni stood in place, and Frank placed his hands on
her hips. I knew he couldn't get any kind of measurement from her. He
was testing her, testing her trust. Huni didn't flinch as moved his
hands over her stomach. She giggled as he turned her around, his eyes
squarely on her ass. Then he looked at me, with a knowing, scheming
look. I looked at Huni's ass, noticing the trace of a panty line
underneath her shorts. Soon, those shorts wouldn't be in the way.

Our attention was disrupted by the appearance of David. I could
instantly see the anger that scowled his face. Frank still had his
hands on Huni, but let go as she saw David approach.

"Hey." Huni was the only one who addressed him at first. A flat,
meaningless hello.

"Well, see you guys later." Frank headed off in the opposite direction
from David, no doubt wearing a huge smile.

David took Huni by the arm, and walked her a few feet away.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked her sternly.

"What? With Frank? He was measuring me."

"Measuring you! With his hands? Sounds like he was sizing you up. Or
feeling you up for that matter!"

"Don't be ridiculous, David. He's just a friend. I'm modeling for him again."

"What?!! No, Huni, please no! I don't want you hanging around that guy!"

"Why not? He's really nice!"

"Huni, please. "He took her hands into his. "He only seems nice. The
guy is an asshole."

"Why are you acting this way? I'm just trying to make some money."

"Huni, this guy can't be trusted. He wants... he..." David stammered
on how to express his fears.

"What? What does he want?" I couldn't see Huni's face, but I imagined
her face grew livid with anger at what he was implying.

"He wants to have sex with you."

Huni pulled her hands from his and stormed off. David followed her. "I
can't believe you would think that! And say that!" she said.

"Huni! Listen to me!" The two disappeared from view. I felt sorry for
David. He knew the truth, and had no one to believe him. Huni was so
blind to the truth, that I feared she would become a victim to it. I
was the only one who could solve the situation.

But I had to see her in panties.

David called me later that night. I guess he and Huni managed to have
a calm talk once he found her. He asked me if I thought he was being
ridiculous for suspecting Frank. I told him a little. After all, Huni
wasn't having sex with him, so why would she with Frank? She could
take care of herself, I told him, even if Frank was interested in her
sexually.

He had apologized to Huni, but still held his fear. He told her she
was so beautiful, and that other guys had to think so, too. And that
guys wanted to have sex with her. He nearly got himself in trouble
with that when she asked if he felt that way. David said yes, he did
want to make love to her. But he would wait until she was ready. Huni
assured him nothing was going on. She was doing it for some extra
cash. Still, David was uneasy.

When David had to work next, the second session was arranged. As
expected, of course. Frank would have no part of David coming to the
studio.

I couldn't believe how entrenched I was becoming in this. Frank had
come to me, asking me to get some of my girlfriend's skirts. Or, he
suggested, I could buy her wardrobe specifically. It didn't have to
fir perfectly, just well enough for the pictures.

What was I doing? Why was I not only giving Frank the twenty-five
dollars to pay Huni but also forking over my credit card to pay for
five skirts? I couldn't believe it, but couldn't resist it. I had
complete control over what she would wear. I wanted to start her off
slow. The first three were similar business-type mini-skirts. The
fourth, and I hoped she would wear this, was black leather. The fifth,
and I really doubted she would wear this, was hot pink spandex. It
would barely cover her crotch. But just imagining her in it was enough
to convince me to chance it.

Frank seemed please with my selection. "These pictures will be fucking
hot!" he joyously exclaimed.

"Just one condition." I asked. "Please, please, ask her to change her top too."

"Ah, a bra-and-panties man? No problem, my friend. No problem."

I watched the tape of Huni for hours when I was at home. I played it,
re-wound it, and played it again. I knew I was in trouble. I preferred
watching Huni take of her top and expose her breasts in a bra to
calling up my girlfriend an fucking her. I preferred watching a tape
of this Chinese girl and masturbating to actually having intercourse
with another woman. And I knew it would get worse. Tomorrow, I would
have her in panties.

She came in shorts again, with a simple, blue shirt. I watched from
around the wall as Frank gave her a quick hug. She didn't seem to mind
it, and he pointed her to the dressing room. "I have them in order."
he said. "Take the top one first. And oh, put on that red blouse from
the other day."

Huni came into the room. I had learned the dark corridor by now, and
had no trouble making it back in time. Huni stepped over to the table
Frank has set up, and found the stack of skirts. She plucked the first
one off and held it to her waist. She came to the mirror, possibly
just to see how she looked, and possible to see how much leg it would
show. But she was in shorts, so she was already comfortable showing
leg. She went back to the table, and leafed through the remaining
skirts. She froze. And I knew why.

Huni lifted the hot-pink miniskirt from the pile. She eyed it against
the light, noting how short it was. She looked around, from
nervousness and not from the fear someone would see her. I could
imagine her thoughts. Dare she put on something so sexy? Her shorts
were short, but this... this was almost slutty.

She stepped over to the glass, and held it to her waist. Then, without
hesitation and catching me completely by surprise, she dropped her
shorts. That quickly, she was in panties. That quickly, I was seeing
her in a thin pair of small, white panties.

I dropped to my knees. I scooted up to the glass as she pulled the
skirt up her legs. It was still so tight on her. So tight on that
incredibly thin waist. Huni twisted a few times in the mirror,
checking herself out. And then, oh and then, she placed her hand
between her legs. She felt herself. She was testing the length of the
skirt, and how much room for error she had before she would expose her
pussy. There wasn't much. She leaned back, and her the tip of her
panties came into view. She bent over as she watched her reflection,
again letting those panties spring into view.

I realized my tongue was out. I was pressed against the glass, only a
foot or so from her, desperately wanting to life my tongue up that
skirt and feel her underwear upon it. I wanted to taste her, lick her,
stimulate her. But this damn glass was in the way.

Huni did me another treat and pulled down the skirt. And then, glory
to God, she took off her shirt. I took but a moment to make sure the
camera was till running, that it was catching the beauty of my life
naked, except for that bra and those panties. She went or the first
skirt, and re dressed herself. I had to wait a moment before going to
watch. I could barely move...

Frank was stepping up his game. After he shot, he complimented her on
her look, and gave her arm a squeeze. I was in absolute awe of her.
Each pose, each smile, each position seemed sexier and more beautiful
than the last. Frank snapped pictures at a torrid pace, evidently
venting his frustrations for her through the clicking of his finger.
Before long, Huni was ready for her next change.

I was absolute adrenaline as I stood in that dark hall, watching the
empty mirror. I felt my lust as its own being inside me, nearly
bursting through my skin when Huni appeared in the dressing room. How
casually she unbuttoned her blouse. How wonderfully she stared blankly
at the wall as her hands exposed more and more of her bra-covered
chest. I could watch that girl undress herself forever. The simple
change from a skirt and top to bra and panties was alluring,
captivating and satisfying. Oh God, the gentle brush of her hair
falling across those round, tender breasts held so eloquently in those
fragile cups. The ripples that formed in the satin panties as her body
moved. Ohh, the complete, agonizing wonder of seeing her slip a few
fingers under the strap, pulling it off her body to adjust the press
of those panties against her flesh. Each one of her movements captured
sexuality at its purest. I loved everything she did, and longed for
everything she suggested.

And what sight could be more ultimate, more essential, than of her
thin, Asian, dark-skinned body leaning over while facing me? Those
wonderful, precious breasts drooping in those lacy cups and forming a
long cleavage wedged between two firm, tear-drop shaped breasts. And
when facing the other way... the taut, triangular shape of those satin
panties suggesting the round shape of her hips and buttocks. And that
tender, pink, smooth pussy delicately underneath.

Yet each sight made me want more. Each undress was majesty in itself,
but offered the promise of more. In stages I had seen her legs, her
bra through her shirt, then her bra, and now her panties. Now it was
simple. I had to see her nude. I had to see her breasts, her nipples,
and her cunt. I had to see her ass, and the wonderful way her nude
body jiggle as jostled as she moved. Frank had already planned this,
probably, but now I knew what had to be done. She could model tops and
skirts no longer. She couldn't model shorts and she couldn't model
pants. She had to model bras. And she had to model panties. Then...
then... she would be nude. Was it possible? Could it happen. Could I
see her body, fully and completely naked?

I hoped it could happen, but feared what I would want next if it did.

Frank asked Huni out for dinner after the shoot. It was the least he
could do, he said, to repay her for her help. She was quick to say yes
with an innocence and ignorance that made her all the sweeter. I had
almost forgot his plan. While I was scheming to see her undress, he
was scheming to fuck her. I wanted to see her breasts. He wanted to
suck them. I wanted to see her pussy, he wanted to fuck it. I was
starting to feel jealous. A part of me wanted to leap out and expose
him. But I waited for Huni to change back to her original clothes. I
called him over, almost frightened.

"Is it.. is it tonight?" I asked. Somehow, I wondered if he already
knew the magic button. The thing to say or the thing to do that would
seduce her.

"No. Not tonight. But soon! Real soon, I'm going to be ripping that
virgin cunt! I can't wait!"

I watched as Huni came out of the room, and let him put his arm around
her. He led her outside, to his car. But to me, he was leading her to
his bed. One thing in particular made me feel this way.

Huni was in hot-pink spandex.

I didn't need to be there to know what happened that night. Most of
it, I could have guessed. But Frank was happy to fill me in on the
specific details. Frank took her to a restaurant, but ordered
carry-out. They went to the park, where he spread out a blanket and
arranged the food. They sat on the ground, where Huni couldn't hide
the view up her skirt. She didn't seem to notice, or at least mind,
that Frank could see between her legs. He praised her, complimented
her. Told her how wonderful she was in front of the camera. And then
really set his trap.

What girl doesn't want to be beautiful? And what girl doesn't want to
be recognized as beautiful? Frank told her of his belief she was
destined to be a model. He said the shots that he had of her so far
were incredible, and that an agent he knew was interested. Huni
blushed and glowed with the news. She easily drank his promises of
money and possible fame. She drank of his praise as easily as she
drank the champagne he had brought. What did she have to do, she
asked. What would it take.

Frank was sly. He was cautious. He cleverly turned his own wants into
those of another. The agent was interested he said, but wanted some
special shots. Some shots of her in lingerie. Frank told me how her
eyes fell, and how she became a little nervous. He continued to
explain that it was up to her, and that he wouldn't push her to do
anything she didn't want to. She might still get to be a model, it
would just be more difficult.

Huni could have resisted if she had some help. If she had someone to
warn her of what was happening. She at least mustered the comment,
"David wouldn't like that." but was countered by Frank with, "Don't
tell him. Once you're a success, then I'm sure he'll love it!" She
then wondered where such pictures would have to be taken, and how many
people would be there. "We can take them at my place." Frank said.
"Only I will be there." And the trust he had built was enough. Huni
said yes.

I was in motion again, now to buy lingerie. Frank had bettered my
plan. Instead of bra and panties, I could see Huni in any outfit I
wanted. Outfits taht would require complete disrobing. Outfits that
would bare her body to me, completely naked an glorious. And when the
outfit went on, she would be, perhaps, even more exciting. And to top
if off, Frank added a set. Instead of simpe, backdrops, he brought his
bed from home. It as a full-sized bed, covered in a red satiny sheet
and purple pillows. This is where Huni would be. This, was where she
would model.

I don't know how clearly I describe the feeling and arousal of seeing
Huni strip down to her bra and panties, knowing she wasn't done. She
was so nervous to out on the black teddy I had bought for her. She
looked so fragile through the glass. So timid. If only she knew I was
there! But then she wouldn't have continued. The bra came unclasped.
So easily, so without worry. She opened it and slid it off in so quick
a motion.

I saw her breasts. Her wonderful, Chinese breasts with her tiny brown
nipples and dark flesh. I wanted to cry. I could feel the tears in my
eyes as I witnessed so pure a sight of beauty. And ahe wasn't done! A
smooth, quick motion brought thos epanties down. Her breasts jiggled.
her foot stumbled. Her thin, dark bush sprung into view.

Huni discarded her undergarments and stood completely bare, completely
vulnerable for a time that my mind now used to define eternity. She
looked at herslf, as if her own eyes had to witness the absolute
stunning body that stretech beneath them.

These sessions I had to watch. Each moemnt my eyes were off her,I
could feel my life slip away. I was addicted to the sight of her.
Enchanted by the presence of her. And aroused by the position of her.

Frank started her off with the same basic poses she had grown to know.
Again, she became comfortable and at ease. Again, Frank moved to the
next step of his plan. For the first time, he had music in the
background. It was classical. It wasn't loud, but easily heard.

"Huni, I think these shots are coming out well, but, if you're
willing, I'd like to try something different."

"Ok. What is it?"

"Well, lingerie photos require the woman to be more... sexy... if you
will. To look like she's in the mood."

"Oh." The words brought fear to her again. The fear of acting sexy, or
the fear of NOT KNOWING HOW to act sexy I wasn't sure.

"Don't get me wrong, I think you look very sexy. But you look so nice.
So pure. I want you look like..." Frank looked to be searching for
words.

"Like what?" Huni asked.

"Like... you're about to make love."

Huni froze."You mean have sex?'

"Yes."

"I don't know... I don't know if I can do that."

"I'll help you."

Frank walked over to Huni. He took her hand, and gently brought it to
her chest. "Like this..." Huni started blankly as Frank moved her own
fingers up and down her cleavage.

"Look at the camera..." he was again so smooth. So casual.

Huni looked at the camera.

"Imagine it's the perfect man. The man of your dreams, right here in
front of you. He is yours, and you are his." Huni opened her lips.
"You can feel him -- through your own touch. It's his hand touching
you. His fingers touching you. Like this..."

Frank took her hands, and slid them down and over her body. Huni
watched as she felt her own palms caress her hips, her thighs, and her
legs.

I had to sit down. It was incredible.

Frank stepped back, and again worked the camera. "Just like that,
Huni. Just like that."

She continued the actions he taught her. She moved her hands down her
arms, and up her legs.

"Move, Huni, move. Move with the music, move with his touch..."

Huni move don the bed. She seemed in a slow dance with herself.
Touching herself, feleing herself. Her hands moved across her body,
even across her breasts. He rfce smiled enticingly, and warmly.

The procedure lasted for several more inredible outfits. Frank
encouraged her to play with the clothes, opening up her chest, hiking
the silk up her legs. Bending over, flashing pnties underneath. With
each new step, with each new outfit and move, Huni seemd to seduce
herself. In the time I had know her, I could never picture her
aroused. Now I could, and I could barely control myself.

The fourth session ended. It was the last outfit. Huni sat on the bed
as Frank appeared to gather his gear. He was close to her, very close.
He said something that I couldn't hear. Then, he said it louder, this
time I did hear.

"Huni..."

"Yes?" her voice sounded weak, almost exasperated.

Frank leaned in lose to her, still looking at the camera. "I want to do a nude."

Huni caught her breath. She froze with absolute rigidness.

Frank noticed she didn't reply. He turned to her, and took her hands
into his. "Huni, I know it's a big step. I know it's asking a lot."

"Frank, I can't. I can't!"

"Huni..." his voice was soothing, reassuring. "My contact really likes
you. He thinks you have so much potential. But he has a lot of girls
ot choose from, most of whom pose nude. I hate to tell you this, but I
think you'll get left behind."

"Frank, I don't want to. I really don't want to."

He stroked her hair. "Huni, do you trust me?"

She squeaked out a "Yes."

He kissed her forhead. "Then believe me. If my contact likes what he
sees, he says you're in. And I have a feeling, as I'm sure you do,
that he is going to REALLY like what he sees."

"But Frank. I've -- I've never been naked in front of someone, never
in front of a man."

"Not even David?" he knew the answer. He was playing ignorant.

"No. David and I... we don't have sex. I'm a traditional girl."

"Ok, Huni. I don't want to force it on you."

"Will you be mad?"

"No. Just disappointed for you. Your'e a really beautiful girl, Huni.
Really beautiful. You could be as famous as any model around. Consider
this, though, Huni. You really seem to like modeling. I think it helps
you discover who you are. And I think you like what you've found,
despite any conflicts with your traditions. People have different
points of view, Huni, that doesn't make this wrong. It doesn't make
posing nude wrong."

Huni stood silently. Frank rubbed her shoulders. "I just... would feel so..."

"Exposed? Open? vulnerable? I tell you what. If it will help. I'll
take off my clothes, too."

"But I'm the one in the picture!"

"How's this. I'll get in the picture with you. My contact won't mind.
We'll use the camera timer."

Frank took off his shirt. "See? it's ok. You don't have to be afraid."
He reached for her bra, Huni stepped back "Just try this. You don't
have to take off all your clothes. Just your bra. That might be enough
for my client. If not, then you can decide if you want to pose
completely nude or not."

Huni still didn't respond. Frank stepped to her, and placed his hand
on her bra, on the clasp. Huni didn't speak, but she didn't move,
either. "Take off the bra..." he whispered soothingly. He turned his
fingers, and the clasp came undone. Frank peeled back the right cup,
then the left. Huni was bare-breasted.

"You are so beautiful." He said.

Huni stood nervously as Frank peeled the starp down her left shoulder.
She looked down at her own, exposed breasts. It wasn't so bad, she
seemed to think. The fullness of her breasts were exposed. Her
circular, brown nipples were visible. It's not like she hadn't been
naked before. Just never in front of someone.

Huni let down the right strap, and Frank took the bra from her. I
couldn't see from my position, but I was sure her breasts were covered
in goosebumps. Frank stepepd to the camera, and set the timer. Huni
folded her arms across her nipples, as if she didn't want to be
exposed for anything but the click of the camera. Frank stepped back
to her, as bare-chested as she was. He took her arms down, then put
his across her shoulder. The camera clicked.

"There, that wasn't so bad. Now wait, it will go again." A moment
passed, then a second click. She looked stiif at first, toally uneasy.
But slowly Frank coached her and comforted her. Slowly she began to
smile, and resumed posing. She lifted her head, she leaned over, she
reste don the bed sideways. Frank was gone from the pictures, but she
didn't care. She obeyed him, and performed for him. Each clicked built
her confidence and comfort.

"Look sexy." He said. "Like you were doing before..."

Huni melted me with her faces, her looks and her smiles. She was
exquiste. Bare-chested and innocent, sexy and wonderful.

"Touch them. "Frank said. "Play with them."

She responded. She squeezed and pulled them. Petted themand massaged
them. I didn't know how Frank could take it. He was right in front of
her. No glass. No barriers. I could see her eyes. She was aroused. As
much as she might try to deny it, she was bringling pleasure to her
body. All her pent-up little girl urges were starting to break
through. I wondered how long before the panties came off. And, how
long until Frank would win. I knew now he was going to. He was going
to fuck Huni.

Frank took the camera in hand, placing it right against her nipple. A
click whirred. "How's my little model like that shot?' he asked. He
took another against her breast, and then another. He moved the camera
across her body, Huni giggled as the cold lens pressed against her
bare flesh. "Quit it!" she cried. But because it tickled, not because
it offended. Frank moved it between her legs. Huni shrieked as it
pushed against her cunt. Instantly, her legs closed, breaking the
camera from Frank's grasp.

She sat up on her knees, triumphant in her smile. The camera was
buried between her tightly pressed legs. "What are you going to do
now?" she asked as she locked her hands over panties.

Frank was at no loss for creativity in front of the beautiful,
bare-breasted Asian. He promply recahed out, and squeezed Huni's right
nipple. "Ouch!" she shrieked. But it was a fun shriek. Frank reached
for the other one. Huni wanted to protect herself, but still guarded
the camera. Her breasts flapped to the side as she tried to dodge his
pinching fingers. But here he succeeded. Huni squealed again, and sat
there helpless as Frank fondled her breasts for several seconds.
Finally, she lifted her hands to defend herself. She fell right into
Frank's trap. He broke her grasp easily, and plunged a hand down
between her legs. Huni REALLY squealed, but pressed her legs tighter.

Frank laughed as she squirmed on the bed. She fell to her back,
shrieking and laughing as Frank tickled her. I couldn't see where
exactly he was touching, but I knew it wasn't her legs, and it
certainly wasn't the camera he was in no rush to retrieve. Huni
wriggled with the touch to her pussy.

Frank moved his free hand to her waist, and griiped the strap of her panties.

Huni froze, and then quickly grabbed Frank's hand. . "No!" she said in
near exhaustion.

The room was instantly quiet. Frank had tried to go too far, and now
they sat on the bed, wondering if their play had been broken. Frank
pulled his hand from between her legs, then slid both up her stomach,
over her breasts, and to her hand. Then, he moved upward, bringing her
up with him.

Frank held her at arms length. The two looked into each other's eyes.
Frank pulled her to him. In all my watching. In all my sightings of
her body and her beautiful, naked breasts, I never dreamt of
experiencing this. I had been inches away from her, but always
separated by glass. Now, Huni's breasts were touching Frank.

Nipple-to-nipple they stood, staring into each others eyes, sensing
each others heartbeats. Huni's breasts were softly indetned against
him. Their fresh nakedness seemed to absorb the sexual lust, intent,
and energy from Frank's body. God, she was beautiful! Her beautiful
Asian body , so firm and toned. Naked except for a pair of red silk
panties.

The camera had long stopped clicking, it was out of film. Yet the two
remained together in a sexual press.

She was powerless now. Frank had awoken sensations and tinglings in
her body that had waited years to surface. All her heart, all her
mind, and all her culture were no match for surging feeling inside her
and the inexperience to handle it. I think in those moments Huni
expected to lose her virginity. In the subconscious rush, she realized
what her boyfriend had warned her about. What he was so afraid of. I
think she knew by now she wasn't exposing herself to be a model, she
was exposing herself to be a lover.

David had warned her about hFrank. He had so prophetically realized
Frank's desire for sex with her. At this moment, Huni felt some
remores. And she felt some guilt. But mostly, she felt the pleasure of
feeling her panties slide down her legs.

Frank had moved slowly and confidently. He slowly went to his knees,
and allowed his hands to slide to her waist. He didn't look up at her,
he simply lifted the two straps from her hips, and moved her panties
down. I could here Huni's breath, even from my distance. She was
scared, yet captivated.

Any last-ditch efforts to brush Frank off were quickly aborbed by the
hot womanly pleasure that shot through her as Frank pressed his tongue
to her cunt. Her jaw dropped, and her breath stuttered as she felt her
first wave of sexual contact. A kiss, she could have broken from. A
caress of a breast, she could have stepped away from. But a soft,
curling, sliding touch to the heart of her feminine soul was
irresistable. It was going to happen. Frank was going to take her
virginity.

He worked his tongue inside her. I watched as her nipples grew hard
and erect, and her body froze with uncertainty. She didn't know what
to do. She didn't know how to act. Except for slight, uncontrollable
gyrations of her hips, she was absolutely frozen. She started low,
accidental moans. Each builing wave of pleasure caught her off guard,
and the shock was vocalized.

Her voice was so sweet, so pure in its sexual energy. Huni's sexual
rhythm had no history, no pattern. Frank's flicking of her clitoris
was like flicking her voice as well. I never heard anything so
wonderful, so erotic, so maddening. At that moment I would have given
anything to be Frank. I wanted to be with her, to take her into orgasm
for the firts time. But I stood by the wall, not even realizing at
first I was humping it was watched.

I caught half of Frank's smile as he gently pushed her onto the bed.
Huni fell onto the sheets, her legs and arms open. Her cunt offered to
Frank, and visible to me. I expected Frank to savor each treasure of
her body for hours. But I guess the lust and frustration of watching
her prance and pose all these times was too much. He had been waiting
for this desperately. He pulled off his pants and underwear, and I saw
the tip of his rigid cock from my angle. The cock that would pentrate
Huni. The cock that would make her a woman.

He decended on her in a mad rush.

"Uhhh!" Huni shrieked as his penis jammed into her. She just lay
there, taking his thrusts with shrieks of a pain she had never know,
but somehow didn't want to end. Frank ripped her, tore her, and
pounded her with jack hammering hips. He fucked her as hard as he
could, with absolutely no control. I couldn't blame him.

I could see Huni's breasts bouncing incredibly up and down her chest.
I wondered what was going through her mind. All I could think of was,
"I'm fucking. I'm fucking. I'm fucking."

Frank looked possessed. `Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!" he yelled
driving into her with deep, long humps. Huni screamed with each one,
her pitch changing with a rise and fall. Part of me still couldn't
believe what I was seeing. Huni was having sex. She was having sex,
and it was because of me. But it wasn't WITH me! If I hadn't taken
this bet. If I hadn't given Frank the money. If I hadn't bought her
outfits. I had seen her naked, but as I watched her tiny frame
bouncing up and down on the bed, her lips quivering, her eyes
fluttering, her mouth moaning....

Huni was having sex. Frank was fucking her. I watched his cock move
inside her, out of her, and back in again. Her moans seemed like
tears. His cock was hurting her as it rammed into her cunt. But she
took it. She took his fucking.

Huni was fucking. Huni was fucking Frank.

What had I done?

Frank squeezed her breasts, and the extra touch of her put him ove
rthe edge. A few more plunging thrusts, then he seized up as his body
exploded a healthy dose of sperm into her. I watched the deep
mini-humps his body forced in her, knowing each drop of semen was
going inside her.

It was done. That quickly I was out another hundred bucks. That
quickly Huni was no longer a virgin. She had fucked. She had been
fucked.

What had I done?

* * * * *

Frank slid off of Huni, whose breathing sounded much like whimpering.
I listened intently, wondering how she would react now that the deed
was done. Wondering if she would come to tears, or even anger. Or...
maybe she would throw herself hungrily at Frank again.

Huni was so still. I could see the glistening moisture of her pussy,
and the heaving of her chest.

"I had sex." A simple, potent understanding Frank looked at her. "I
had sex." she said again. Frank took her hand. "WE had sex." he
corrected. She seemed so stunned, so sure that the world around her
was going to crumble, or that some unknown vigilant force would come
to punish her for accepting Frank's cock. Of course, nothing happened.
No sound was made except for their breathing and the rustle of the
sheets.

Huni was glowing. The sweat glistened and gleamed on her body . Her
body was telling of her pleasures and sensations she had no words for.
At once she felt satisfaction and an incredible curiosity to explore
the world she had just entered.

"Can I see your penis?"

Frank smiled. He slid onto her naked body, kissing and licking her
breasts as he did. He sat on her chest, placing his knees at her
sides. He propped up his semi - hard cock like a trophy for his queen.
I couldn't actually see it, but I saw Huni's eyes widen with interest.
She was seeing her first penis up close. She was seeing the shaft that
penetrated her, and the head that exploded inside her. She nervously
reached to touch it, stopped, then brushed it slowly with her fingers.
She didn't even look at Frank anymore, just his penis. Whether she saw
it as a source of great pleasure, an anatomical curiosity, or even a
pet I don't know. But I could tell by her eyes, she was going to let
it inside her again.

"Put it in your mouth." Huni now looked at him. "taste it." he
instructed. Huni leaned forward as far as se could. Frank moved up,
blocking my view of her lips. But I could see her hand moving it
follow is request. Then, a few slight sucking sounds broke the
silence, followed by several low groans from Frank. I'm sure she
wasn't doing much more than kissing, and possibly licking the tip, but
Huni was giving her first head. She was tasting her first sperm.

Frank held out as long a he could, then pulled himself from Huni's
inexperienced mouth. In time, she would have been able to make him
cum. Or maybe even if he hadn't already filled her with most of his
sperm. But Frank needed her cunt again. He needed to hump her again.
And even then, I knew he wouldn't have his fill of fucking her. I
didn't know if anyone could ever get their fill of fucking her. Huni
was the kind of woman you could love a lifetime.

Huni's new familiarity with Frank's cock wasn't enough to keep her
from wincing and squealing as he pushed it into her again. She didn't
know to moan a "Yes!" She didn't know to scream "Oh, God!" The sounds,
those delicate Chinese sounds, that escaped her lips were of pure
sexual delight. An expression of bursting pleasure in her vagina that
sought escape from her body, tingling her fingers, arms, and nipples
and finally finding strength in her gasping moans.

Her fingers clenched the sheets. Her toes curled in ecstasy. In time,
she would learn to let go. She would learn to excite her body and mind
with thoughts, words, and actions. For all this was, I knew it
wouldn't be near the sensation that awaited her with her first orgasm.

* * * * *

Things really didn't change much after that day. Huni continued to go
over Frank's when David was busy. She continued to dress herself in
everything from bikinis to hot pants to teddies. I continued to watch
as Frank slid off, peeled off, and ripped off the clothing covering
the bare, feminine beauty underneath. He fucked her, again and again
and again. Every single drop of his sperm shot inside her or onto her.
Huni practiced her oral technique, and started to learn to suck his
bulging cock and take it deep into her throat.

And she never said a word to David. To him, the modeling was over. He
dated his girlfriend, abided by her wishes for a platonic
relationship, and dreamed of the day he could make love to her. The
day he could take her virginity from her. The day that now could never
happen.

I guess it was about three weeks of that before anything changed. In
class, Huni was as friendly to me as ever, as unaware of my knowledge
of her body as ever. She talked with Frank, giggled at his jokes, but
never let on she was taking his cock. I had long paid Frank my hundred
bucks, and now had long suffered an oppressive guilt as I watched her
be his lover.

I didn't go to the studio anymore. As much as I loved seeing Huni in
any naked, sexual position I could imagine, I didn't want to see her
with Frank. I knew it was a matter of time before David found out.
Soon, his life would be absolutely shattered when he discovered his
deep, true fear of Huni's modeling for Frank was proven true.

But something happened to surprise me. I had some studying to do, so I
decided to head to the library. It was late, and I wondered if I was
the only one in the building. I studied for about an hour when I
needed a walk to stretch my legs. I walked around the floor, noting
how empty and lifeless it seemed. Except for one small, feint, crying
voice. I turned a corner.

It was Huni.

She was alone, huddled in one of the study rooms with her head in her
hands. Something was wrong. I didn't know what, but something was
definitely wrong. I went to her.

She was hesitant to tell me anything at first. She just sat there,
covering her face and telling me it was nothing. Finally, I was able
to get her to look up at me. I'm her friend, I told her. A friend she
could trust. I knew it wasn't true, but maybe she didn't.

She wiped her eyes, leaned back in her chair, and pulled off her
jacket. She was in the top. Once again, I knew I was a bastard. I knew
I was as bad as Frank. This fragile, desperate Chinese girl needed
someone, and I was wondering how to hide my hard on.

"Frank has found another model." she told me.

My mind wanted to yell, "That fucking bastard!" But I had to act as if
I didn't know. "So?" I asked. "What does that mean?" I knew what it
meant. Frank found a new chick to try to fuck.

Huni sobbed, and told me she wasn't going to be a model. That Frank
had broken his promises to her, and that he had lied to her. I think
she now realized there was no contact. There was no chance at fame.
There was lust, and a chance to fuck her. A chance that she turned
into certainty.

"It's ok, Huni, really. You can still be a model if you want to!
You're beautiful! Frank was nobody! He was nothing to you!" Except her
first.

Huni cried some more, unable to form words for a few minutes. I knew
the betrayal she felt. After all, I co-created it. I gave it life, and
conspired with Frank just so I could see her body. I knew everything,
and yet could say nothing. How could I tell her what had happened? How
could I confess to setting her up, and costing her virginity?

"It's not like you were sleeping with him." I don't know what made me
say that. A desperate sentence to feign my innocence I guess. Huni
looked at me, and burst into tears.

Now I knew. I couldn't show it before, but her reaction was enough to
enlighten anybody. Right then and there, Huni told me without words
she had shared her body with Frank. That she had made love, fucked,
screwed, humped, and had sex with a guy. A guy that wasn't David.

"Oh, Huni..." I said, and offered a hug.

She fell into my arms, and I held her tight. I felt tears come to my
eyes, as I felt the betrayal full force in my heart. I had screwed
this girl. I had fucked her. Not in the physical sense I so longed
for, but in the mental sense I so despised. I had seen her undress. I
had seen her in a bra, and in her panties. I had seen her bare
breasts, and her equally bare pussy. But at what cost? Her virginity.
Her innocence. Her trust. So was so beautiful, so wonderful. I could
smell the scent of her hair as she held me tightly. I could feel her
chest heaving against. Her chest... that top...

Huni was resting against me. I felt the softness of her hair against
my chin. I felt her arms on my sides. I felt the slight shift in her
weight with each heave of breath. I wondered if she could sense my
racing heartbeat. She felt so soft, she smelled so sweet. I sensed her
emotion, I sensed her need. At that moment, I felt her body and soul.

She felt my erection.

She looked up at me, her eyes damp with tears and full of shock. Here
was my friend's girl, hurt and vulnerable. So magnificently pretty and
trusting. So hurt, alone, and vulnerable. And wondering why I was
aroused.

I was responsible for her fucking. She was no longer a virgin because
I paid a man to dress her in lingerie and fuck her. She had been
fucked, purely. He had no love for her. He put his dick in her because
of her beauty, her body, and her virgin pussy. I wanted to do it for
love.

I moved my lips to hers. I kissed her. My lips lightly pressed against
hers, then moved gently across her mouth. Huni stopped her whimpering,
and looked at me with those trusting eyes. Had I groped her breast,
she could have pulled away. Had I reached for her cunt, she would have
jumped away. But I kissed her, something I had never seen Frank do.
But because I was soft, because I was tender, and because I showed
emotion, she was helpless. I looked down the length of her body,
noting the feminine curves of her chest, her super thin waist, and her
bare, slender legs emerging from the jeans shorts. And that top. Those
wonderful, pert breasts awaiting beneath that tight, white top.

Huni leaned back, and started undoing the buttons. For the first time
tonight, she smiled. She was going to feel beautiful, loved, and
wanted again. She was to be idolized, revered, and admired again. Her
shirt fell from her chest, and I moved my open hand to her right
breast. So soft... so perfect. My heart d inside me. My cock pulsed
with fire. Huni would no comfort by sharing her body. I would know
fulfillment. She unclasped her bra and stuck out her chest, offering
me her beauty. I closed my mouth on her sweet right nipple, nursing at
it like a desperate child. I played and fondled with her left breast
as I tasted her. The unfortunate parts of my body that weren't
touching her lost feeling. She must have seen the tears in my eyes.
The tears of joy that welled from happiness. I was going to fuck her.
I was going to fuck Huni.

We slid out of my chair down to the floor. I tasted her hair as it
fell between my mouth and her breast. I could smell her. I could hear
the salivating squish of my tongue on her flesh. Her thin frame seemed
barely wider than my face. My entire body was burning with want. Her
name... Huni... circled my thoughts and caressed my feeling. There was
no glass between us now. Her body... my body... meeting together in
sexual nakedness. No more watching. It was time for fucking.

Our arms tangled as we both worked to free the top from completely
from her body . Though I was more interested in experiencing the
warmth I felt between the smooth fabric and her skin. Despite the fact
the was now sexually active, despite the fact she had felt the hard
slamming of a cock inside her, she still seemed like a lost, innocent
girl as she sat in front of me. Her face showed so much need, so much
longing, and so much curiosity. We looked at each other for a moment
as I slowly ran my fingers between her breasts. She closed her eyes
and moaned softly as I tickled her right nipple with a slow, circular
motion. She took my hand, not to reprimand it, but to bring my fingers
to her mouth. She kissed each fingertip, and took the tickling one
into her mouth, whether to taste herself or reward its efforts I
wasn't sure.

Huni slid lower, and moved her hand to my zipper. I arched as I felt
her touch e there. Huni's delicate hand was on me... on my cock. I
slid backwards a bit, resting against the wall and giving her easy
access. My zipper came down, and Huni slipped her spread palm into my
jeans. I cried out as I felt her touch through my underwear. Me
erection extended past the band, and her slow stroking touched the
naked tip. My cocked flared with anticipation, my hips twitched in a
combination if lust and despair.

Huni's soft hair cascaded across my hips, preceding her lips that
kissed the naked portion of my cock. My hands moved to her head,
caressing the silky hair as she pulled my underwear down and covered
more of my cock with her sweet kisses. She worked my clothes down, and
my erection sprung straight up. She lightly rubbed her fingers against
it, examining it as if she wanted to compare notes between it and the
only other penis she had ever known. Then in a quick motion, her head
went down, plunging herself onto my cock.

Huni was giving me head! Her wet, warm mouth was sucking at the
length, bobbing up and down with her still developing skill. I
couldn't believe the sight of my cock in her mouth. This was how it
was supposed to be. I was to be Huni's first lover. I was to be the
first one to disrobe her, and the first one to orgasm into her virgin
pussy. Not David, and certainly not Frank.

She wasn't jerking me off. Her lips and tongue were all she used. She
licked, kissed and sucked me as if she was enjoying an oversize ice
cream cone. Sometimes, it bounced away from her, but she giggled, and
eventually got it back in her mouth. I knew I didn't have long to last
with the touch of her lips, the brush of her hair, and the tickling of
her naked breasts all against my cock.

But I needed to feel her cunt. I needed to hump her. I needed to cum
in her pussy. I reached down, and started to pull her towards me. Her
body rested against me. My cock pressed warmly against her chest, and
slid silkily down her breasts and abdomen as she lifted towards me.
Her naked breasts pressed against my still clothed upper body. My
naked penis pressed against her still clothed pussy. I moved my hands
to her bare legs, tickling the backs of her legs under her jeans
shorts. We kissed slowly, almost nervously, a I worked my hands
between us and unbuttoned her shorts. Huni lifted her body an inch off
mine, allowing me to pull the denim down her slender legs. I couldn't
see her panties yet. I struggled to get a look, to see what silken
garment was clinging to her womanly area. Huni reached back to work
her shorts the rest of the way down her legs. She turned her body,
allowing me to see down the length of her body.

She wasn't wearing panties.

I don't know exactly how to explain it. But seeing that she wasn't
wearing any underwear, that she was discovering the pleasures of sex
and the experimentation with her own body, kicked me into unconscious
lust. I had to fuck her. I had to fuck her right then. I looked at
her, then fell onto her, pinning her beneath me. My cock found its way
easily, and pushed deep within her. Huni's voice cracked as I began
humping steadily..

I could feel all of her. All of her beauty. All of her flesh. All of
her breasts, cunt, and nudity. I could feel her sapling sexuality, and
the woman that had been held back for so long. I could feel my want of
her, my months-old want and the final scream of relief that my body
felt. I had seen her tightly dressed, and wanted to fuck her. I had
seen her undress, and wanted to fuck her. I had seen her have sex, and
wanted to fuck her. At last, I was fucking her.

Her pussy was tight. I looked down at my penetrating penis. God, her
hips seemed barely wider than my shaft. Her hips seemed to tremble as
they took me inside her. My cock glistened with her juice, and pumped
inside her without my control. I realized my incessant fucking had
caused us to slide across the floor. I was starting to bang Huni's
head against the wall. I pulled out of her, and felt the cold air wash
against my penis. I needed to be back in her, quickly. I lifted her to
her feet, then bent her over the study table. Huni leaned against it,
her ass rising invitingly into the air. I molded my self to her shape,
and again found the entrance inside her.

My hands roamed across her tits as I resumed my fucking. Our
collective moans rose without inhibition. If anyone was in the
library, I'm sure they heard us. But it didn't matter. It didn't
matter if David himself came in. I was fucking Huni.

I came in her. In an orgasm of almost excruciating sensation I
released my sperm inside her. It felt wet, wonderful, and warm. I
caressed her body as my hips humped slower into her.

"Huni... Huni... Oh, Huni..." I whispered into her ear. I had done it.
I had sexual intercourse with this beautiful Chinese girl. Her nude
body was still under me. We kissed. We smiled. We felt each other. We
let ourselves return to the floor, feeling the warmth and heartbeat of
each other's bodies. Then, we made love again.

So, there were was a thing I could have prevented. The bet. The entire
set-up that took a young, attractive, Chinese girl from a traditional,
moral person into the world of sexual intercourse. The bet that cost
my friend the chance to share a special moment with the girl he loved:
the losing of her virginity. I suppose the guilt from that is what
lead me to do what I did next. Not the fucking of Huni myself, not the
ramming of my own cock into her, but the treatment I gave her after.

She was my friend's girlfriend. And though I lusted for her wanted
her, and desperately needed to have her, I still knew that. Now, I had
achieved what I wanted. Now, I was a bastard but what I did, and not
what I prevented. I told her to stay away.

For the second time, Huni had been rejected. She broke into tears when
I told her I couldn't be with her again, that we couldn't share
anything. She was Dave's girlfriend, and I couldn't steal her from
him. I guess I could fuck her, but not take her.

I didn't see any of them for along time. Frank I avoided out of
hatred. David and Huni I avoided out of guilt. Out of all this, I had
forgotten about my girlfriend. I owed her guilt as well. Nobody knew
hat had happened, at least not the whole truth, but me. So now my life
was reduced to watching my tapes of Huni, remembering what it was like
to touch her, and then fucking my real girlfriend.

I discovered some time later that Huni and David had broken up. I
don't think she ever wanted him, despite all the love he had to give
her. I don't know, maybe she did. But David would have nothing to do
with her. He would have nothing to do with the beautiful Chinese girl
he had so loved. Not with her, and not with the baby she carried in
her womb. Huni was pregnant. I still don't know who the father is,
Frank or me. In either case, the child's destiny seems to be set. It
is a bastard.

Movie Stars

After six months of bribing customs officials and shipping clerks,
paying off crooked cops and narrowly avoiding jail, I had had enough.
I was working for a fat Australian lowlife named Fitz who ran a sleazy
import-export business in Hong Kong. I had been making good money
working for him, but I decided it wasn't worth risking five years in
prison for, and I was waiting in his office to tell him so.

Finally Fitz walked in with a videocassette in his hand. "What's all
this I hear about you wanting to leave us?"

"You heard right Fitz. I'm leaving for the States tomorrow. "

"A fellow in Japan just signed a deal with me for a series of porno
videos, schoolgirl stuff. I thought you might want to help out."

I shook my head. Fitz popped the videotape he had in his hand into a
VCR and sat down behind his desk. "That's too bad, " Fitz said,
turning on the TV across the room with the remote. "You're a good
looking kid........... Got a good sized dick on you too. " I looked at
him in surprise.

Fitz laughed and pointed at the TV screen. The tape had started
playing and to my shock I saw myself and a woman in the bedroom of my
apartment. It took me a minute to realise - there had been a video
camera hidden behind a mirror on the wall. Fitz had arranged the
apartment for me, and I figured he had hidden the camera before I had
moved in.

"Good stuff, Mate " Chuckled Fitz, watching the TV screen. The woman I
had been with was a cute little Japan Air stewardess I had met on one
of my many flights between Hong Kong and Japan. We got to talking on
the plane, met later that day for lunch, and wound up that evening,
well, the tape showed it all. I was laying on my back on the bed and
the stewardess, I forget her name, was sitting upright on top of me,
bouncing up and down on my dick.

"I'm glad you like my work, Fitz, but I'm leaving. Find someone else."

He hit the fast forward button. "We'll see about that, Chum. " He
stopped the tape at a different section showing me with another girl.
She was the daughter of a street vendor who worked outside my
building. Young, with long shiny black hair, I had thought she had a
crush on me, smiling sweetly at me whenever I passed by. This was
confirmed by the videotape, which showed her slowly and gently working
her small mouth up and down my big erection.

"You've got a way with the young ladies, Kid " Fitz said.

It dawned on me where he was going with this. "Hey, she was eighteen.
If you're thinking of.............. "

"She's sixteen, lover boy. I checked. If the cops get a hold of this
tape, you being a foreigner and all......... " He had me.

"Look Fitz, what exactly do you want out of me?"

"My partners want real Japanese schoolgirls. You know the country, the
language. I give you a camcorder, you fly to Japan and make a half
hour tape. You and two girls, young ones. Send the tape to me and our
business dealings will be finished."

Which is how I found myself strolling by an Osaka high school just as
classes were letting out. There were plenty to choose from, cute young
girls in white blouses, short blue plaid skirts, penny loafers or
white tennis shoes and white ankle socks, and I just had to find a
couple in a playful mood. Waiting for a traffic light, two prospects
walked up along side me, one about five feet tall, skinny, long gangly
arms and legs and long hair half way down her back, the other shorter,
with a rounder face and shoulder length hair.

"Are you girls going to the arcade?" I asked. Surprised momentarily
that I could speak Japanese, the taller one finally answered, "No, I
wish we could. We both must work after school."

"That's too bad - you have to work to make spending money, but don't
have any time to enjoy it." they both nodded, smiling. They were both
looking up at me and I had a feeling they liked the way I looked. They
both seemed friendly and outgoing, so I decided to make my move.

"Girls as pretty as you two shouldn't be working, you should be models
or movie stars or something." They both enthusiastically talked about
how they wanted to be movie stars and how they had considered quitting
school and going to Tokyo to try and break into the movie business. I
convinced them to skip work, telling them how much money they could
make letting me take a few pictures of them, and telling them about
all the movie people I knew in Hollywood. We sat talking in a cafe,
and I felt they were taking a liking to me. Like Fitz said, I have a
way with the young ladies.

I leaned forward and asked the girls, with a nice smile on my face,
"Have either of you ever seen a porno movie before?" The girls looked
at each other and giggled.

Finally the taller one, who I learned was named Hiromi, spoke up. "My
brother has one, and we watched it once."

Miho, the other girl, said laughing, "It was terrible, the things they
made the girl do." They both dissolved into giggles at the memory of
it.

"Well, it's not so terrible if you really like the guy, is it?"

They both shrugged shyly and said, "No, I guess not."

They were both looking at me when they said it, and I knew I had my
two leading ladies. They took a little convincing; I agreed to pay
them both 50,000 Yen, it would just be me and them, no one else, and
it would just take half an hour. Miho was a little reluctant, but
Hiromi excitedly talked about all the things they could buy with the
money, and how they could quit their jobs and have fun for a change,
and Miho finally caved in. I could make the tape that afternoon, Fed
Ex it to Fitz, and be on a plane to the States the next morning.

We took a taxi to my hotel, and when we were in the room I gave each
girl a Coke from the mini bar. Both girls had their hair parted in the
center and combed straight down the sides and were wearing light pink
lipstick, so, to make them look younger, I instructed them to fix each
others hair, in two pony tails for Miho's shorter hair and in a single
pigtail for Hiromi's longer hair, and to wipe off their lipstick. I
didn't know exactly how old they were, but made up this way, in their
school uniforms, they looked fourteen or fifteen. "OK girls, you'll be
sitting on the bed in your uniforms, reading, and I'll walk out of the
shower, naked. You act surprised. I'll walk over to you and show you
what to do. OK? " They both nodded obediently.

The room was a little dark, so as I got undressed, I told the girls to
turn on all the lights and open the curtains a bit. They finished
their task and turned around, and when they caught sight of me with my
big erection poking out, looked at each other for a second, then,
covering their mouths and noses with both hands, started giggling
uncontrollably. I took a sip of Coke and stood there a minute to let
them get it out of their system.

"I am sorry, " Hiromi finally gasped, "It is just so big!" More giggling.

I set up the cameras, one on the bed and one on the door to the
bathroom and Hiromi and Miho, who had finally calmed down, sat on the
bed as I had instructed. I went into the bathroom and then came out,
drying myself with a towel. They looked up from their books, put their
hands over their mouths and opened their eyes very wide. I walked over
to them and put Hiromi's hand on my dick. Hiromi was quite a girl -
friendly, smiling, flirty, so I decided to start with her. I stood in
front of the girls showing them how to stroke my dick, and Hiromi
caught on quickly, using long, smooth strokes along the entire length,
then giving Miho instruction and encouragement on how to do it. When I
told them how good it felt it really encouraged them - they gripped my
erection more tightly and stroked it more quickly.

After a few minutes I said, "It would feel even better if you sucked
on it with your mouth, Hiromi." She smiled bashfully and looked a
little hesitant. I took one of her fingers in my mouth and showed her
how to do it. Sitting on the edge of the bed in front of me, her first
attempts were rather tentative, bobbing her head up and down on just
the very tip of my dick, so I put my hand on the back of her head and
gently pushed it onto my big erection. "Just relax your tongue and
throat muscles."

She gradually got more and more of my long shaft in her mouth, and,
hearing my groans of pleasure, got more enthusiastic. Working her
mouth up and down on my dick, she was a little jerky and awkward, but
seeing as she was just a young schoolgirl, wearing her white blouse,
short blue skirt, brown loafers with white ankle socks, I figured
viewers of the tape would forgive her. When Hiromi's jaw got tired,
she pushed my dick over to Miho, and instructed Miho just as I had
instructed her. Hiromi got a little pushy showing Miho how to do it,
so I calmed her down and told Miho to take her time, take it little by
little. After a few minutes, she could take almost as much of my dick
in her mouth as Hiromi.

I had half an hour of tape to fill, so after about ten minutes of the
girls trading blowjob duties I turned the TV to MTV and told Hiromi to
dance and do a strip for me. I lay back on the bed and had Miho kick
off her shoes and cuddle up next to me, and stroke my dick. It was a
rather obscene sight, Miho's skinny arm, very thin wrist and pale,
delicate little hand pumping up and down on my big, red, throbbing,
blue veined erect penis. Hiromi danced, shyly and giggly, at the foot
of the bed, unbuttoning her blouse, slipping off her shoes, then her
socks, unzipping her skirt and letting it fall slowly to the floor,
then hooking her thumbs into her white cotton panties, slowly and
shyly pulling them off. Skinny, long legged, with little tits that
were already developing nicely, she was gorgeous. Her nipples were a
little surprising, big, quarter sized, and lighter pink than most
Asian girls.

When Hiromi was totally nude I had her hop up on the bed next to me
and told Miho to do a strip for me. Without prompting, and with a
devilish grin on her face, Hiromi leaned down and started sucking my
dick, and I moved her pigtail to the other side of her face so the
camera would get a better view. I took a look over at Miho when she
had stripped down completely. Shorter and curvier than Hiromi, she
still had a very petite and delicate little body, with tits just
starting to develop.

"Now you do it to him!" Giggled Hiromi, motioning Miho to join us on
the bed, holding the base of my dick as Miho hopped up on the bed and
started working her mouth up and down the head and upper part of the
shaft. Then the girls started having fun pushing my dick down and
seeing it boing back up. After about twenty minutes of having these
two naughty little schoolgirls playing with it, my erection was
throbbing and pounding, stiffer and bigger than it had ever been, like
a car tire with twice the recommended air pressure in it. Even though
I was far too large for the girls, I figured Fitz expected me to screw
them, and honestly, I felt I would go insane if I didn't shove my dick
in one of them, so I decided to test the girls to see which one would
have the best chance at taking at least some of my throbbing erection.
"OK girls, lie back and let's see you poke one of your fingers up
inside yourself. " After some bashful shyness and giggling resistance,
Hiromi complied, squeezing her middle finger in her tight little
pussy, then encouraging Miho to do the same.

"Can either of you push two fingers in there?" I asked. They looked at
each other, bit their lips and attempted the deed. Hiromi managed
fairly easily, But little Miho had some difficulty squeezing them both
in.

"How about three, Hiromi " Again, she managed, with only slightly more
difficulty.

"You must do that to yourself sometimes." She blushed and looked down
at the bed.

"OK Hiromi, I'll lie on my back and you sit on top of me and see how
much of my penis you can get inside of you. Miho, you hold onto it and
help guide it into her. "

I lay back with my hands behind my head and took in the show. I told
them it might be easier with some spit on it, so both girls obediently
filled their cupped hands with saliva and rubbed it up and down the
shaft and all over the head. With Miho carefully aiming my dick,
Hiromi lowered herself onto it, gasping and squealing as the head
penetrated her, the pitch of her voice getting higher as I gently
thrust my hips to try and get enough of my erection into her to get a
good pumping motion going, but in this position she couldn't take much
more than the head. After about half an hour of these two young girls
teasing and torturing my dick, I couldn't take any more. I sat up in
the bed, clasped Hiromi's naked little body against my own, got up on
my knees and laid her on her back in front of me, with her legs in the
air.

"Sorry if this hurts a little, Hiromi " I said as I grabbed her hips
and lifted them up slightly and spread my knees apart to bring me down
to her level. She was wet from all our horseplay and I had a couple of
drops of pre-cum oozing out, and when they mingled in the entrance to
Hiromi's innocent little virgin pussy it helped, but only a little. I
grabbed hold of her shoulders and squeezed myself in her, pushing
harder than I really should have, till I was two or three inches in
her. Her eyes were tightly shut and her mouth open, gasping for air.

"Please...... I think you are hurting her, " Miho said anxiously, but
you could have put a gun to my head and I couldn't have stopped. It
took longer than I thought it would, but after about two minutes of
pumping little Hiromi I felt my orgasm building, so I let go of her
shoulders, pulled my dick out of her, and, after a few seconds of
stroking it with my hand, unleashed a torrent of cum all over the
delicate little girl. Jet after jet, long powerful squirts, more than
I had ever put out before, coated the poor girl's stomach, chest and
face with my slippery, slimy semen.

The assault on Hiromi's virginity was rather brutal, I admit, but it
might have actually had a beneficial effect, getting the girls to stay
in school and give up their dream of movie stardom. They were good
girls, just dreamers and a little naive, and I think Miho, and
especially Hiromi, sore and covered in my cum, had had enough of being
in front of a camera for a while.