Friday, July 25, 2014

Bohsia Hulu Langat

Aku nie ada citer yang nak di kongsi dengan para-para pembaca yang di hormati sekelian. Perkara nie berlaku ketika aku dan beberapa rakan jurugambar bebas duduk melepak di Air Terjun Gabai, Hulu Langat. Aku suka lepak kat situe sebab ada port baik untuk jurugambar seperti kami mengambil shoot shoot panas minah-minah rempit dengan pakwe mereka atau mungkin jugak mereka nie bohsia-bohsia yang bersepah-sepah kat Kuala Lumpur nie.

Dengan kedudukan tempat rehat aku dan rakan-rakan yang tinggi mempermudahkan kami untuk mencari angle-angle yang menarik untuk mengambil gambar-gambar yang cantik khusus nyer bohsia-bohsia atau minah-minah rempit yang mencari port untuk buat projek. Dah banyak kali aku dapat shoot-shoot yang cantik khusus nyer minah-minah tengah main tidak kira yang ringan-ringan sehingga aktiviti buat anak-anak.

Ada satu hari tue aku dengan sorang member jurugambar paper cina lepak kat situe dengan tujuan nak release tension. Tak silap aku hari tue hari Rabu dan target aku sure tak ramai orang yang datang mandi manda kat situe. Jangkaan aku ternyata meleset dimana ramai sungguh couple-couple rempit tengah terjerit-jerit macam monyet tengah bermandi manda. Aku dengan kamera digital SLR Nikon D100, Lens kapasiti 300mm-500mm 5.6 terus mencari sasaran yang sesuai untuk shoot-shoot menarik untuk tatapan peribadi.

Setelah 20 ke 30 shoot menarik aku pun dapat melihat 1-2 minah-minah yang perasan aku ambik gambar mereka. Mereka tersenyum dan melambai-lambai tangan ke arah aku sambil menggayakan aksi lucah seperti penari bogel. Aku sekadar tersenyum dan melambai kembali ke arah mereka dan memberikan isyarat agar mereka dapat naik ke kawasan rehat kami. Member aku si Sam tersengih-sengih dan terus memberikan isyarat pada aku yang dia nak naik ke kawasan atas bukit yang lebih tinggi untuk menggambil shoot-shoot permandangan yang lebih menarik.

Tiba-tiba hujan renyai-renyai mula turun di ikuti hujan yang cukup lebat. Sedang aku melepak-lepak keseorangan di bawah tempat berehat tue, datang dua orang minah-minah yang melambai-lambai tangan kat aku tadi. Mereka terus menyapa kat aku... "Hai bang! Lepak sorang jer ker".... Aku sekadar menganggukkan kepala jer. "Boleh kami join ker?" "Boleh!".. jawab aku pula. Mereka pun lepak kat sebelah aku sambil membawa beg kecil berisi pakaian salinan mereka. Aku memerhatikan minah-minah nie dari atas ke bawah. Memang mantap dan paling best nasik lemak kedua-dua mereka nie memang besar. Kena dengan citarasa aku. Dari raut wajah mereka aku yakin mereka nie budak-budak kampung dari Hulu Langat jugak.

Aku memperkenalkan diri aku terlebih dahulu kepada mereka. Kemudian minah-minah nie memperkenalkan diri sebagai Inah dan Wati. Aku describe sikit si Inah nie tinggi tapi bontot besar. Tetek power gak kulit hitam manis. Manakala si Wati nie pula cerah sikit tapi still hitam jugak ler... Rendah jer orang nyer tapi tetek dia tak ingat punya. Kalah tetek Hetty Sarlenne tue. Dua-dua umur 18 tahun baru lepas habis SPM bersekolah di Sekolah Menengah A.J Hulu Langat. Terkejut pulak aku bila minah-minah nie cakap diorang baru 18 tahun.

Aku bertanya mana pergi member-member rempit yang lain? Mereka dengan selamba menjawab cari port main kot. Aku sekadar tersenyum dan bertanya asal tak join member-member yang lain... Minah-minah nie cakap boring dan diorang sekadar datang untuk mandi manda jer. Mereka pun bertanya sama ada aku mengambil mereka untuk masuk dalam paper ker? Aku cakap takder lah, sekadar untuk koleksi peribadi jer... Diorang pun tersenyum manja sambil meminta aku mengambil gambar mereka lagi. Aku pun buat-buat jual mahal memandangkan aku berharap agar dapat mengambil gambar minah-minah yang panas dan kow-kow...

Diorang memujuk aku untuk mengambil gambar aksi mereka di bawah tempat rehat tersebut, tapi aku masih enggan kerana aku berharap dapat mengambil gambar yang lebih panas... Hujan semakin lebat dan aku pun berterus terang dengan minah-minah yang aku hanya nak shoot gambar yang power dan panas jer kalau mereka setuju. Mereka bertanya shoot yang macam mana? Aku dengan selamba mengatakan shoot kat body diorang kalau boleh tak payah pakai apa-apa lar kat badan tue.

Tersengih dua-dua ekor minah nie bila dengar dengan apa yang aku cakapkan. Inah akhir nyer bersetuju dengan cadangan aku tetapi dengan syarat, dia enggan di ambil gambar kat situe. "Inah tak mau lar ambik gambar macam tue kat sinie.. Nanti orang nampak"... Aku pun menjawab tegas. "Mana ada orang kat sini time hujan-hujan lebat nie".... "Lagipun bukan suruh tanggal semua pakaian tue.. Tayang sikit-sikit jer boleh lah!".... Wati pun menjawab... "Boleh janji jangan masuk paper atau internet"... Takder lah jawab aku... Yes mangsa dah mengena dan aku dah ada target baru nak meratah sekali dua-dua minah-minah nie kalau boleh lah!...

Aku mengeluarkan kamera digital aku, terus menukar lens kepada normal medium focus 15mm-45mm. Aku mengarahkan Inah yang ketika ini memakai t-shirt body fitting putih dan seluar pendek bola agar menyelakkan sikit t-shirt body fitting keatas agar menampakkan tetek yang masik di salut bra. Dia yang masih takut-takut memandang kiri kanan ke kawasan sekeliling untuk memastikan sama ada masih ada pengunjung lain yang melalui ke kawasan itu. Aku turut mengarahkan dia melucutkan sikit seluar yang di pakai sehingga paras lutut untuk menampakkan pantie yang di pakai.

Inah yang masih duduk di atas kerusi batu tersebut akhir nyer akur apabila aku mengarahkan sekali lagi agar dia lakukan dengan apa yang di arahkan oleh aku. Inah menarik t-shirt body fitting keatas dan menampakkan tetek dia yang di salut bra hitam. Tue dia! Memang power tetek dia, besar dan padat. Inah juga menarik seluar ke lutut dan akhir dapat jugak aku lihat pantie merah yang di pakai. Larr thong rupa nyer yang dia pakai. Tembam betul apabila aku focus lens aku ke lurah cipap dia walaupun masih di salut thong yang di pakai. Aku pun mengambil beberapa shoot menarik ke atas Inah yang keluh kesah jelas terpancar di raut wajah nyer.

Manakala Wati hanya memerhatikan member dia beraksi separuh lucah ketika sesi bergambar tersebut berjalan. Aku kemudian mengarahkan Wati melakukan perkara yang sama sebagaimana Inah lakukan. Dia hanya tersenyum macam kerang busuk kerana dia mengatakan yang dia tak pakai bra dan pantie kat dalam. Patut lar dia hanya memakai t"™shirt berwarna coklat yang tebal manakala seluar ketat panjang berwarna hitam. Aku pun memberi arahan agar menari sikit t-shirt di pakai agar menampakkan tetek dia. Seluar ketat yang di pakai di tarik ke bawah sikit ajer agar menampakkan cipap nyer..

Wati akur dan melakukan apa yang di arahkan. Inah hanya tergelak sakan apabila Wati menarik t-shirt keatas sambil terus melucutkan terus seluar ketat nyer. Aku suruh tarik sikit seluar ketat tue, dia lucutkan habis. Lantak lah.. janji dapat shoot menarik. Wati mengatakan seluar ketat nyer ketat sangat, terpaksa dia lucutkan habis. Aku tak kisah, lagi bagus. Beberapa shoot aku ambil dan aku mengfocus tepat kearah cipap Wati yang berbulu-bulu sederhana lebat. Memang tetek Wati hebat, cantik, bulat, besar dan padat. Aku dah stim giler dengan dua-dua minah-minah nie. So aku arahkan si Inah agar menanggalkan semua tapi dia enggan. Dia suruh cari port lain. Aku pun tak pikir panjang mengajak kedua-dua mereka untuk beraksi lucah depan kamera aku kat rumah aku lar.

Minah-minah bertanya kat mana rumah aku, aku cakap lah kat Taman Desa Condo, line clear punya. Mereka pun bersetuju dengan syarat aku menghantar mereka balik ke rumah. Nak dapat pantat free, mesti ok jer semua kan. Aku lihat si Wati dah memakai seluar ketat nyer kembali. Manakala si Inah Menukar pakaian basah selamber depan aku. Aku pun mengambil kesempatan terus ke tepi Inah dan terus memeluk nyer sambil tangan kiri aku meramas buah dada nyer... Inah relax jer malah di biarkan aper tindak tanduk yang aku lakukan. Melihatkan tiada halangan dari Inah, aku pun menyeluk kedalam pantie yang di pakai nyer dan mengorek cipap si Inah. Dia mengerang manja dan kami pun terus berciuman dengan ganas dan gelojoh.

Setelah puas aku menuju ke arah Wati yang ketika itu hanya bertuala sedang mengeringkan rambut nyer. T-shirt nyer telah di tanggalkan. Sah kalau aku tanggalkan tuala nyer sure dia nie bogel habis. Aku terus memeluk Wati dari belakang dan menggigit manja leher nyer. Dia menjerit kegelian malah aku turur meramas tetek dia yang besar dan padat tue. "Abang jangan lar! Nanti orang nampak ler... Orang pakai tuala jer, nanti terlucut"..... Kata si Wati. Selamber aku selak tuala yang di pakai dan terus menggentel cipap nyer. Dia yang cuba menahan tetapi tidak bersungguh-sungguh akhir nyer membiarkan tindakan aku. Mungkin dia dah stim kot..

Aku yang stim nak mampus nie terus pergi kedepan Wati dan menyelak sikit tuala yang di pakai terus menjilat tetek yang aku geramkan milik si Wati dia. Dia hanya mampu memeluk kepala aku dan mendengus manja. Kemudian aku selak tuala nyer habis dan terus menyerang cipap nyer. Aku menjilat dan menyedut cipap nyer tanpa belas kasihan lagi. Wati mengerang manja dan memegang kepala aku sesolah tidak sedarkan diri. Sebelum dia klimaks sengaja aku berhenti dan dia mengarahkan aku agar menyambung kembali jilatan aku. Aku cakap nanti kat rumah abang sambung dengan batang... Dia merayu-rayu agar habis jilatan aku. Boleh aku cakap, tetapi nanti abang nak pancut dalam time main boleh?... tanya aku kepada si Wati. "Aper sajer" kata Wati. Aku pun meneruskan jilatan aku sehinggalah dia sampai klimaks nyer.... Dia tersenyum puas dan meminta aku memeluk dia pulak. Aiks sempat nak romantik ler pulak.

Aku lihat si Inah sudah menyalin pakaian dan sedang merapikan rambut nyer yang lurus ikal mayang itu. Aku bertanya kepada nyer sama ada aku boleh pancut dalam kalau main dengan dia nanti. Dia jawab boleh. Tapi kalau bunting dia mintak aku bawak dia pie klinik kasi gugur lah. Aku no problem punya. Aku terus pergi ke arah dia menyambung cumbuan kami sambil meramas tetek dia dari luar baju jer. Dia cakap kat aku yang dia syok kat aku sebab suka ambik gambar dia. Alah minah-minah nie bukan aper, nak cari payung jer lebih. Tapi aku tak kisah bro"™, janji ada tetek ngan cipap untuk lepas benih-benih aku kan.

Kami bertiga pun terus bersiap-siap untuk turun dari Gabai, manakala si Sam dah cabut dengan kereta dia sendiri. Aku pulak bawa satu kereta untuk bawak minah-minah pie makan dulu sebelum aku pulun mereka berdua nie. Ketika berada di dalam kereta aku lihat kedua-dua minah-minah tidur lena. Si Inah duduk di depan manakala si Wati duduk dibelakang. Sepanjang perjalanan ke Klang Lama sempat aku meramas tetek si Inah dan cipap nyer juga. Dia dah tak sedar nie, ahh lantak ler.. habuan dah ada di depan mata. So biarkan minah-minah nie tidur dan lepas nie aku pulak akan meniduri kedua-dua minah yang mantap-mantap nie.

Kami singgah di Bangsar dan makan di Burger King. Aku turut mengbungkus untuk di bawa balik bimbang jikalau selepas beraksi ranjang mana tau lapar lah pulak. Lahap betul kedua-dua minah nie makan. Tetapi aku tak kisah kerana berbaloi aku keluar modal nie. Sampai jer kat rumah aku terus kedua-dua minah-minah nie melepak di atas sofa aku sambil menonton astro. Aku pulak pie mandi sebab nak menyegarkan diri. Aku kemudian sekadar memakai boxer menyertai mereka di ruang tamu. Si Inah aku lihat dah membuta di atas karpet lantai aku manakala si Wati sedang membaca majalah URTV aku.

Aku mencuit Wati agar ke dalam bilik aku dan dia tersenyum panjang dan terus melompat dari sofa untuk ke bilik aku. Aku biarkan si Inah yang dah pejam membuta lena di buai mimpi. Aku on dua dv cam dimana satu di atas kepala katil manakala satu lagi di atas tri-pod sisi katil. Tujuan untuk merakam aksi ranjang kami berdua. Wati hanya tersenyum melihatkan gelagat aku yang sedang memeriksa kedua-dua dv cam tersebut. Aku kemudian mengarahkan Wati agar baring di atas katil aku. Dia terus menghempaskan diri di atas katil sambil mengeliat-liat seperti cacing kepanasan.

Aku kemudian membaringkan diri di tepi Wati dan terus berciuman dengan nyer. Sambil tangan aku meramas-ramas dari lembut ke kasar keatas tetek nyer... Dia mula mengeluarkan sound-sound erotik yang aku suka. Aku kemudian cuba menanggalkan kesemua pakaian Wati malah dia turut membantu sama. Aku kemudian menanggalkan boxer aku dan kami terus bergomolan di antara satu sama lain. Kami yang telah telanjang bulat dapat rasakan kepanasan badan diantara satu sama lain.

Tetek Wati menjadi sasaran aku yang seterus nyer. Tak padan kan dengan umur yang baru 18 tahun besar nak mampus. Ada 32C cup kot! Aku meramas manja buah dada sekejap kiri sekejap kanan. Aku kemudian memicit manja dan menguli-uli puting tetek nyer. Aku dapat rasakan tetek nyer semakin menegang dan keras... Ohhh best betul. Besar betul tetek nyer, tak cukup satu tapak tangan aku untuk meramas. Jejari aku yang sebelah pula sibuk mengerjakan cipap Wati yang sudah bash dan lencun. Wati telah hilang di dalam alam kenikmatan. Acara ramas meramas tetek Wati aku sempurnakan dengan rakus dan ganas bagi melepaskan gian dan geram sejak dari Gabai lagi.

Aku pun meneruskan aktiviti yang seterusnyer dengan melapah dan menjilat cipap Wati. Dia dengan sendiri mengangkangkan kaki nyer apabila merasakan bibir cipap nyer tersentuh dengan lidah aku. Aku hulurkan lidah aku ke alur cipap nyer. Wati menggeliat sampai terangkat-angkat punggung nyer. Air azimat nyer semakin banyak keluar sehingga seperti becak. Aku menggigit manja biji kelentit nyer. Tiba-tiba dia menendang-nendang kaki nyer ke udara dengan satu jeritan... "Ahhhhh Abang Wati Sampai Dah"..... "Ahhhhhhhh! Sayangggggggg Abang"..... Dia menarik kepala aku dan membenamkan muka aku kecelah kangkang nyer... sesak nafas aku di buat nyer.....

Setelah puas aku lihat Wati klimaks aku pun menggesek-gesekkan kepala batang aku ke arah cipap Wati sambil aku menggigit manja bibir nyer. Wati terus memeluk aku sambil kami berciuman. Dengan sekali tekan sajer aku dapat merasakan seluruh nikmat cipap Wati. Terasa kepanasan menyelinap batang aku. Acara sorong tarik, sorong dan jolok, tarik di mulai dengan perlahan dan kelamaan semakin laju dan pantas. Dasar cipap dah tak dara lagi, mudah batang aku menyelunsur maju dan Wati semakin memeluk tubuh aku dengan erat dan pautan kaki nyer di pinggang ku semakin kuat dan kukuh.

Aku dah dapat rasakan yang Wati telah beberapa kali klimaks, namun aku masih mahu bertahan agar berbagai posisi ingin aku praktikkan bersama-sama Wati. Tetapi memandangkan ini games yang pertama maka aku tak boleh bertahan lama lagi. Aku anggarkan baru 15 minit aku berjuang, aku sudah terasa penamat aku akan sampai. Aku melajukan henjutan aku dan tidak sampai beberapa henjutan dan aku terus memancut ke dalam cipap Wati. Aku memancutkan 5-6 pancutan deras ke dalam pantat Wati sambil menggigit keras leher nyer agar meninggalkan kesan love bite. Aku membiarkan semua sisa-sisa air mani aku keluar dan di buang ke dalam cipap nyer.

Aku kepenatan begitu juga dengan si Wati.. Dia tersenyum puas sambil meramas manja bahu aku. Aku tanyakan kepada nyer sama ada dia puas, dia sekadar menganggukkan kepala sahaja. " Wati Abang nak main lagi boleh?".... tanya aku kepada Wati. Wati sekadar tersenyum dan mengangkang kaki nyer tanda mengizinkan aku berjuang lagi. "Tapi Abang nak main bontot Wati" Boleh ker?"..... "Ahhhh Sakit ler nanti... Wati tak pernah buat cam tue".... jawab Wati.. "Alarrr kita cuba ler perlahan-lahan"... aku cuba meyakinkan Wati... Akhir nyer dengan hanya senyuman meleret panjang sebagai tanda setuju untuk dia di liwat. Wati wati... aku mencium bibir nyer.

Tapi bukan sekarang aku nak liwat dia.. Aku cakap dia aku nak main dulu dengan Inah... Dan dia setuju kerana dia terasa kepenatan akibat permainan kami tadi. Aku pun bangun dan terus ke bilik air untuk membersihkan batang aku. Cepat betul batang aku nie recycle, walaupun tak tegang keras tapi ok ler.... Aku keluar dan melihat si Wati dah memejam mata, mungkin yer dia kepenatan... Ahhh biarkan dia berehat, aku ada agenda yang seterus nyer. Inah akan menjadi santapan aku yang seterus nyer.

Apabila berada di ruang tamu aku lihat si Inah masih lena di buai mimpi. Aku pun mengambil satu dv cam yang ada tri-pod di sisi katil tadi dan di focuskan terus ke arah Inah. Ermmm erotik juga cara Inah tidur di mana t-shirt putih yang di pakai terselak menampakkan perut dan seluar jeans jer telah terbuka button nyer.. Mungkin ketat kor seluar jean nyer... Aku yang masih berbogel memikirkan apa cara atau posisi yang sesuai untuk melanyak si Inah nie.. Main atas karpet tebal nie bukan boleh main bantai jer.. Kang dua-dua sakit belakang dan pinggang.

Aku tidak tunggu lama apabila untuk membuat keputusan untuk memantat dengan Inah. Aku cuba menanggalkan seluar jeans Inah sekali dengan pantie nyer... Inah mengeliat kecil tapi masih belum membuka mata nyer lagi. Fuhhh minah nie tidur mampus ker... Susah jugak nak tanggalkan jeans jer yang ketat nie... Setelah berjaya di tanggalkan jeans nyer aku turut menanggalkan pantie yang di pakai oleh Inah. Dia masih hanyut lena di buai mimpi... Tiba-tiba aku mendapat idea untuk main hardcore dengan Inah yang masih tidur nie.... Aku sengaja tidak menanggalkan t-shirt dan bra yang di pakai nyer...

Kaki Inah aku kangkangkan dan aku plessingkan batang aku tepat ke cipap nyer. Aku lihat alur cipap Inah masih kering dan aku pasti akan membuatkan Inah menjerit sakit apabila aku tujahkan batang aku dengan kasar terus kedalam cipap nyer. Aku kuakkan bibir cipap Inah dengan nafas yang aku tahan aku kumpulkan kekuatan dengan kasar aku junamkan batang aku kedalam cipap Inah. Hasil nyer Inah tersedar dan terus menjerit kesakitan tapi aku sempat mencium bibir nyer bagi menggelakkan suara dia lantang di dengari oleh jiran sebelah. "Ermmmmm Ahhhhhh Ermhhhhhh" bunyi Inah... Inah menolak dada aku dan dia terus menangis sambil berkata... "Abang taknak ler macam nie... sakit lahhh pantat orang".... "Pantat Inah pedih lar".....

Aku buat don't no jer malah aku bangun sikit dan melihat batang aku selamat di dalam cipap Inah. Ada sedikit kesan melecet pada bibir cipap Inah. Tetapi aku makin ghairah dan terus menarik kasar dan menyorong batang aku di dalam cipap Inah... "Aduh! Aduh! Sakit ler abang, Inah taknak ler main macam nie".... Aku pun terus mencium bibir Inah tetapi Inah enggan menyaut bibir aku apabila memalingkan muka ke kanan. Aku pun akur dan memujuk Inah yang nanti aku tak buat lagi... "Inah sorry Abang tak buat lagi... Inah tidur tadi, stim pulak tengok Inah cantik tidur macam tue"... "Tue yang datang gian Abang nak main ganas dengan Inah tue".... kata ku kepada Inah.

Inah memandang wajah aku dan tersenyum manja. "Betul ker Inah cantik tidur tadi".... tanya Inah. "Sumpah! Abang tak tipu"... jawab aku pula... Inah tersenyum dan menarik kepala aku untuk kami bercium-ciuman sambil bermain sup lidah. Bohsia! Kalau dah puji sikit confirm cair.... detik hati aku berkata-kata. Inah pun membiar aku kembali menyorong tarik dan seterus nyer. Sambil kami bermain sup lidah tangan aku tidak lupa untuk meramas tetek Inah dari luar t-shirt nyer.... Cipap Inah mula menerbitkan air nikmat apabila mula lembab dan banjir apabila henjutan aku semakin lancar tanpa halangan. Henjut dan henjut aku merasai kepanasan batang aku di dalam cipap Inah dan dia mula ghairah dan kayal apa mengeluarkan ayat yang aku tak paham langsuang. "Uhhhh Ahhhhh.... Errrksssss Ermmmm Ahhhh Sedap Nyer Abangggggggg Dalammm lagiiiii kuattttt errrrrrrkkkkssssss ahhhhhhhhhhhhh uhhhhhh".... nada suara Inah.

Sesudah puas dengan cara biasa aku memberhentikan henjutan dan mengarahkan Inah Menonggeng untuk aku bagi doggy kat dia. Aku turut mengarahkan Inah menanggalkan t-shirt dan bra nyer sekaligus.. Dengan mudah Inah menanggalkan t-shirt nyer dan bra. Cantik betul body dia apabila aku perhatikan dari belakang. Dengan pantas aku menolak badan Inah untuk menonggeng sambil meramas kasar tetek dia aku menyuakan batang aku ke bibir cipap nyer. Aku rapatkan kaki Inah dan menggesekan batang aku ke bibir cipap nyer. Dengan sekali teka kesemua batang aku masuk ke dalam cipap Inah! "Ahhhhhh Abang Sedap nyer"... "Hentak kuat lagi Abang".....

Aku berada di dalam position yang baik dan dengan sekali tolak mudah untuk aku tarik dan sorong batang aku kedalam cipap nyer. Aku kemudian menolak badan nyer ke bawah sehingga dia tertirap dengan kedua-dua lutut aku akan di rapatkan ke peha nyer supaya lubang cipap nyer akan padat dan ketat apabila di tujah dengan batang aku. Setelah tujahan demi tujahan mebuatkan aku kesedapan yang amat sangat tiba-tiba aku teringin mencuba main bontot si Inah nie.

Aku perhatikan bontot Inah memang kiut dan lembab di sekeliling nyer. Henjutan-henjutan yang pantas berganti dengan sorong tarik yang perlahan dan aku berhenti. Aku cabutkan batang aku dan cuba menggeselkan pada lubang bontot nyer. Inah sekadar memalingkan kepala dan memandang ke arah muka aku seperti menanti apakah tindakan aku yang seterus nyer. Dengan perlahan-lahan aku menjolok kepala batang aku kedalam alur lubang bontot Inah dan dia sekadar bersuara... "Abang, boleh masuk ker... Tak sakit ker".... Aku sekadar tersenyum dan terus memasukkan batang aku kedalam lubang bontot Inah. Dia merengek kesakitan dan mungkin pedih akibat tusukkan batang aku di dalam lubang bontot nyer... Batang aku suku telah masuk dan Inah sekadar merengek... "Abanggggg sakit... taknakkkk.... pedih ler"..... Aku turut meramas manja buat dada nyer sambil menjilat leher nyer agar kesakitan itu dapat di kurangkan.

Setelah yakin Inah boleh menerima permainan seks luar luar biasa aku dan dengan pantas aku menekan habis batang aku ke dalam lubang bontot nyer. Inah menjerit kecil "Auchhhhhhhh sakit"... tetapi itu tidak menghalang aku untuk terus menyorong dan menarik batang aku di dalam lubang bontot nyer... Cukup nikmat aku dapat rasakan apabila sorongan batang aku di grip oleh kemutan lubang bontot Inah. Dia merengek-rengek kesakitan dan aku pula merengek-rengek kesedapan. Baru beberapa kali henjutan batang di lubang anus Inah telah terasa batang aku akan memancutkan air nikmat untuk kali kedua.

Inah merintih-rintih entah sakit entah sedap dan aku pula akan memancut kan benih aku. Dengan cepat aku mencabut batang aku dari lubang bontot nyer dan terus menjunamkan batang aku ke dalam cipap Inah. "Arrrrhhhhh Sedap nyer Abang"...... Dengus Inah. Aku mendesis panjang kerana terlalu nikmat. Ku lihat wajah Inah dari tepi seperti telah terawang-awangan mungkin akibat terasa nikmat yang tak terhingga. Ku tekan-tekan dan meramas tetek nyer dan menghentak sedalam-dalam nyer batang aku kedalam dasar cipap nyer... Inah bersuara.... "Ahhhhhhhhhh Arrrrggggghhhhh Oooouuuccchhhhhhhhh".

Aku cuba untuk menahan dari memancutkan air nikmat tetapi gagal. Aku terus menghenjut dan akhir nyer aku mengaku kalah. Pancutan demi pancutan yang hebat apabila aku membenamkan batang aku di dalam cipap Inah. "Arrhhhhhhhhh"... jerit aku dan aku menghentakkan sedalam-dalam boleh batang aku di dalam cipap Inah. "Ouuccchhhhhh Pantat Inah Best dan Sedapppp"... kataku kepada Inah... Sambil meramas manja tetek Inah ku goyang kan bontot aku agar turut sama memberi rangsangan kepada Inah. Akhir nyer aku terjatuh kepenatan di samping Inah. Kami kesedapan dan Inah turut kelemasan bersama-sama aku. "Sayang abangggg! Kata-kata Inah dan dia terus mencium pipi aku mungkin tanda terima kasih di atas asakan batang aku ke dalam pantat nyer......

Mereka terus melepak kat rumah aku selama tiga hari lagi malah menjadi santapan seks aku yang tak mengenal erti penat.. Hari-hari mau dan cipap, jubor dan mulut silih berganti menjadi tempat buangan air nikmat aku. Inah dan Wati ternyata memberikan kepuasan yang hebat kepada aku sepanjang mereka tinggal di condo aku. Malah Wati dan Inah kini secara rasmi telah menjadi gadis belaan aku atau anak ayam untuk tujuan memuaskan nafsu aku.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Kenangan Malam Terakhir

Harun segera menyelinap masuk ke rumah. Segera dia masuk ke dalam bilik. Takut rakan-rakannya yang sedang menonton tv ternampak. Sebaik pintu bilik dikunci, Harun melangkah ke katil dengan senyuman. Sehelai kain batik berada di tangannya. Dia duduk di katil dan terus menekup kain batik itu di mukanya. Bau sabun cucian yang mewangi di kain batik itu menyelinap di ruang pernafasannya. Sambil itu tangannya menggoncang batangnya yang keras dan sudah dikeluarkan dari bukaan zip seluar.

Keras meleding batang berurat Harun. Melancap di atas katil bujangnya sambil memekup wajahnya dengan kain batik yang diambil dari ampaian salah seorang jiran. Harun membawa kain batik itu di batangnya. Kemas jari jemarinya menggenggam batangnya yang dibaluti kain batik itu lalu menggoncangnya. Kelembutan kain batik yang baru dicuci itu membuatkan nafsu Harun bagaikan air menggelegak mendidih.

"Ooohhhh.... Noraaaa.... Ooohhhh.... Noraaaa..... " Harun bernafsu merengek menikmati lancapannya sambil membayangkan susuk tubuh tuan punya kain batik itu sambil menyebut namanya.

"Noraaa.... ohhh.... sedapnya bontot kau sayanggg...." Bayangan Harun sedang menikmati tubuh empuk Nora sedang rancak menguasai halusinasi.

Wajah jirannya yang diberahikan itu menghiasi lakonan angan Harun dan nafsunya semakin memuncak apabila dia membayangkan Nora melentikkan punggungnya sambil menyelak kain batiknya agar Harun dapat menghenjut batangnya lebih dalam ke lubang persetubuhan milik Nora. Goyangan dan gegaran daging punggung Nora yang subur setiap kali Harun mengasak batangnya keluar masuk sungguh mengasyikkan sekali di fikiran Harun. Suara erangan wanita 20-an yang sudah bersuami dan mempunyai 2 orang anak itu bagaikan semakin membakar semangat nafsu Harun menyetubuhinya. Lentikan punggung subur wanita bertubuh gebu itu begitu menggoda sekali, malah semakin memberahikan Harun apabila punggung berlemak nan lebar itu dihayun si empunya badan, tanpa perlu Harun menghenjut tubuhnya. Lenggok liuk punggung berlemak Nora membuatkan Harun semakin hilang kawalan hingga akhirnya berduyun-duyun sel-sel pembiakan Harun memancut keluar bertalu-talu. Tangan Harun erat menggoncang batangnya dan membiarkan air maninya membasahi kain batik yang menjadi alatnya melancap. Di dalam fikiran Harun sedang memerah benih pembiakannya mengisi lubang persenyawaan di tubuh empuk Nora.

Sementara itu di sebuah rumah yang agak jauh dari rumah Harun, seorang wanita sedang keluar ke hadapan rumahnya. Dia berdiri memerhati ampaian pengering pakaian dan matanya melihat satu-satu pakaian yang tersidai. Fikiran wanita itu seakan keliru dan segera matanya melilau di sekeliling mencari-cari sesuatu. Setelah puas mencari sesuatu yang tidak dijumpainya, dia pun mengangkat semua sekali pakaiannya dari ampaian dan masuk kembali ke dalam rumah.

"Manalah pergi kain batik aku ni. Takkan hilang lagi kot" getus Nora di dalam hati.

"Kenapa Nora?" tanya emaknya yang pelik melihat anaknya bergelagat seperti serba tidak kena itu.

"Tak de apa-apa" jawab Nora.

"Hamzah minggu ni balik tak?" tanya emaknya sambil mengurut betisnya dengan minyak urut.

"Minggu ni dia balik. Macam biasalah," jawab Nora acuh tak acuh.

Sememangnya suami Nora balik ke rumah ibu bapa Nora seminggu sekali pada hujung minggu. Tugasnya sebagai jurukimpal di Melaka membuatkan dia terpaksa berjauhan sementara dengan isteri dan anak-anaknya yang menetap di kampung mertuanya. Baliknya mereka ke kampung Hamzah di Sarawak juga tidak menentu. Sudah 2 tahun Harun menjadi pemerhati keluarga tersebut, setiap kali hari raya pasti mereka anak beranak ada di situ.

Apabila malam menjelma, sepasang mata sedang memerhati di dalam gelap malam di sebalik pokok-pokok sawit di sebelah rumah Nora. Matanya tajam memerhati kedai makan yang dibina di hadapan rumah Nora. Kelihatan beberapa orang sedang makan di kedai tersebut. Kelibat keluarga Nora sedang berniaga dilihat di kedai makan tersebut. Bagaimana pun dia tidak nampak kelibat Nora di situ. Terus dia menyelinap dari pokok ke pokok menuju ke longkang besar dan melompat merentasinya terus menuju ke bahagian tepi rumah buruk itu. Dia mengintai dari celah dinding papan yang agak renggang.

Kelibat Nora sedang baring menonton tv mencuri perhatiannya. Tubuh empuk ibu muda itu dilihatnya dengan bernafsu. Pinggul Nora yang kelihatan sungguh empuk dan montok dibaluti kain batik itu menerbitkan keresahan di hati Harun. Kemudian Nora dilihatnya bangun dari perbaringan dan berkata sesuatu kepada anak perempuannya yang masih kecil. Anaknya mengangguk, mungkin diminta menjaga adiknya yang masih bayi sementara ibunya ingin pergi ke sesuatu tempat yang tidak diketahui.

Harun mengintai dari celah dinding papan yang lain. Matanya melihat setiap perbuatan Nora. Baju t-shirt Nora kelihatannya terselak ke pinggang. Punggung empuk Nora yang subur itu kelihatan memantul-mantul berhenjut di dalam kain batik yang kelihatan sendat membalutinya. Harun meraba batangnya yang semakin terangsang. Lentikan punggung lebar Nora yang montok itu menonggek menarik perhatian Harun.

Kelihatan Nora membuka pintu dapurnya. Cahaya lampu dari ruang dapur mula menjengah kawasan luar rumah. Nora memetik salah satu suis di dinding dan serta merta tandas yang berada di belakang rumahnya bercahaya dari dalam.

“Huh… Mesti nak berak tu. Peluang baik ni…” hati Harun berdetik.

Harun memerhatikan Nora dari persembunyian. Nora kelihatan keluar dari pintu belakang rumahnya. Menyarung selipar di kaki lalu menutup pintu dapur dan terus berjalan menuju tandas yang terletak 10 meter di belakang rumahnya.

Sebaik Nora masuk ke dalam tandas, segera Harun menuju ke tandas tersebut, mencari lubang di dinding agar dapat melihat wanita pujaannya itu. Agak sukar juga kerana tandas tersebut dibina lebih tinggi dari permukaan tanah. Ketinggian Harun sendiri sama paras dengan lantai tandas tersebut. Hendak dipanjat dinding kayunya, takut berbunyi bising. Atau mungkin roboh.

Harun tersenyum gembira sebaik kelihatan sedikit cahaya keluar dari dinding kayu di belakang tandas. Segera Harun menuju ke sumber cahaya itu. Sedikit lubang kecil yang terbentuk dari dinding kayu yang mereput memberikan peluang kepada Harun untuk mengintai ke dalam tandas.

Kelihatan di matanya punggung subur yang bulat berlemak sedang terkemut-kemut lubang duburnya. Jelaslah Harun memilih tempat yang salah. Lubang tersebut berada begitu hampir dengan lubang tandas dan sudah pasti Harun berpeluang melihat najis-najis busuk wanita pujaannya itu bakal keluar ke alam nyata. Membebaskan diri dari lubang yang penuh dengan kegelapan.

Benarlah ianya berlaku kerana ketika Harun sedang khusyuk mengintai punggung berlemak Nora, simpulan dubur wanita itu yang terkemut-kemut pada awalnya akhirnya mengeluarkan sisa buangan yang berwarna gelap dan keras. Suara Nora meneran najisnya keluar bagaikan suis yang menghidupkan nafsu Harun yang lesu sesudah melihat najis wanita itu keluar. Harun sempat berfantasi mengimaginasikan suara Nora meneran najisnya sebagai erangan kenikmatan sewaktu persetubuhan. Harun membuka zip seluar jeans yang dipakainya dan mengeluarkan batang jantannya yang keras menegang. Sambil matanya mengintai pemandangan yang tidak pernah dinikmati itu, tangannya melancap batangnya sendiri.

Sebaik Nora mula mencibuk membersihkan lubang duburnya, Harun sudah berdebar kerana dia bakal beraksi sebentar sahaja lagi. Dia yakin pasti strateginya berjaya.

Sebaik Nora selesai, dia pun keluar dari tandas dan menuruni anak tangga tandasnya menuju ke pintu belakang rumah. Sebaik kaki Nora mencecah tanah, Harun yang sudah bersedia di dinding tandas segera memeluk Nora dari belakang sambil menutup mulut wanita itu dengan erat. Nora terperanjat dan serta merta meronta-ronta ingin melepaskan diri. Namun tenaga lelaki Harun begitu kuat dan pada ketika itu juga Harun menarik Nora menuju ke belakang tandas.

“Shhh…. Nora….. Shhhh…. Diamm…. Aku bukan nak apa-apakan kau… Shhh…” pujuk Harun sambil menekup mulut Nora dan memeluknya dari belakang.

Nora berasa sedikit tenang sebaik mendengar kata-kata Harun. Walau pun dia tidak tahu siapa yang memeluknya dari belakang, namun dia dapat merasakan bonjolan batang Harun begitu keras sekali dan terselit di belahan punggungnya. Nora dapat merasakan kehangatan batang kemaluan lelaki yang memeluknya ketika itu.

Melihatkan Nora tidak lagi meronta-ronta, Harun pun perlahan-lahan melepaskan tangannya yang menuutp mulut wanita itu. Nora menarik nafas lega kerana dia mampu bernafas dengan kembali selesa.

“Engko siapa? Kau nak apa?” tanya Nora dalam nada sedikit marah dan gementar.

“Engkau tak kenal aku. Tapi aku kenal kau. Aku tinggal menyewa kat kampung ni.” Jawab Harun.

“Abis tu engkau nak apa dari aku ni?” tanya Nora.

“Aku nak engkau Nora. Aku stim sangat dekat kau.” Jawab Harun.

Nafsunya semakin mengembang di sanubari. Batangnya yang terselit di celah punggung Nora di tekan-tekan. Tangannya semakin erat memeluk tubuh gebu Nora.

“Hey… janganlah buat macam tu. Aku ni bini orang kau tau tak?” kata Nora seakan memberi amaran kepada Harun.

“Aku tau Nora. Aku pun tau laki kau tak de kat sini sekarang. Tolonglah Nora. Aku merayu kat kau. Bagilah aku rasa satu kali. Kali ni je. Aku janji takkan bagi tau sesiapa.” Harun cuba meyakinkan Nora.

“Ahh… lepaskan aku. Kau ingat aku ni apa. Suka-suka boleh pakai. Kau pergi cari pompuan lain. Cepat lepaskan aku. Kalau tak aku jerit kuat-kuat.” Nora memberi amaran.

“Nora… tolonglah…. Aku bukan nak rogol kau… Dapat kau lancapkan aku pun jadilah… Tolonglah Nora…” pujuk Harun.

“Habis kalau aku tak nak… Kau nak buat apa? Nak bunuh aku?” tanya Nora pula.

“Takkanlah aku nak bunuh perempuan pujaan aku… Nora…. Paling tak pun aku cuma rogol kau je…. Atau pun culik kau dan kurung kat rumah aku…. “ jawab Harun.

Meremang bulu roma Nora apabila membayangkan dia dikurung bagai kambing di rumah Harun. Entah jadi binatang atau hamba pun dia tidak pasti. Walau bagaimana pun berderau juga darahnya mendengar kata-kata jawapan Harun itu. Maka demi keselamatan, Nora pun memikirkan apa salahnya jika dia menurut sahaja kata Harun. Lagi pun sudah hampir seminggu dia tidak memegang batang kemaluan suaminya, Hamzah.

“Ok… tapi lancap je…” kata Nora bersetuju dan tangannya terus menuju ke belakang dan menyambar batang Harun yang terselit di celah punggungnya.

“Oooohhh Noraaa…. Sedapnya tangan kauuu… Noraaa…. “ merengek Harun sebaik batangnya merasakan kelembutan tangan Nora.

“Nora… aku nak cakap sikit boleh tak.. err… sambil kau lancapkan aku ni…” tanya Harun.

“Boleh… apa dia?’ Tanya Nora.

“Aku sebenarnya dah lama stim kat kau…” kata Harun.

“Apasal pulak. Apa kau dah tak ada pompuan lain sampai bini orang pun kau nak sebat?” tanya Nora dengan ‘laser’nya yang semulajadi sejak turun temurun.

“Aku betul-betul cintakan kau Nora. Aku nak kau…” kata Harun.

“Apasal pulak?” tanya Nora.

“Sebab kau seksilah sayang… Ohhh…. Sedapnya…” jawab Harun sambil menikmati goncangan tangan Nora melancap batangnya sambil menggesel kepala tedungnya di belahan punggung subur Nora yang empuk itu.

“Seksi… mengarutlah kau ni…. Seksi tang mana tu?” tanya Nora seakan ingin tahu.

“Kau nampak seksilah Nora bila pakai kain batik… aku tak tahan tengok bontot lebar kau ni…” jawab Harun.

“Hi hi hi…. Aku agak dah…. Memang… jadi kenapa pulak?” tanya Nora.

Harun agak pelik kerana apa yang diluahkan kepada Nora seakan sudah dapat diagak oleh wanita itu.

“Kau macam tahu je Nora… erghh… ohhh… aku suka tengok kau pakai kain batik… “ kata Harun.

“Alah… dah ramai lelaki cakap kat aku camtu…” jawab Nora.

“Kau pernah main ke dengan dia orang tu?” tanya Harun.

“Banyaklah kau! Kau ingat aku ni apa? Suka-suka boleh main? Dah cepat, bila nak keluar air kau ni?” jawab Nora.

“Kejap lagi sayang… kejap lagi… lancapkan pakai kain batik kau Nora…” pinta Harun.

Tanpa menoleh kebelakang, Nora menarik kain batiknya lalu dipegangnya batang Harun sambil membalutinya dengan kain batik. Nora terus melancapkan batang Harun yang keras di punggungnya.

“Oooohhhh Noraaaa…. Sedapnya kau lancapkan kat bontottt…” rengek Harun keghairahan.

Harun ghairah dilancap Nora. Tangannya memegang kedua belah pinggul berlemak Nora sambil meramasnya dengan rakus. Kelembutan kain batik lusuh yang digunakan Nora untuk melancapkannya memberikan kenikmatan yang sungguh asyik sekali.

Tangan Harun kemudian menyusup masuk ke dalam baju Nora lalu memegang payu daranya yang membuai tidak bercoli. Nora membiarkan sahaja payu daranya diusap dan diramas tangan Harun. Nora sendiri mengeluh kecil sewaktu Harun menggentel putingnya hingga terkeluar sedikit susu yang diperuntukan untuk anaknya yang masih bayi itu.

Harun menyelak kain batik Nora sepenuhnya ke pinggang wanita itu. Harun menelan air liur melihat punggung montok yang gebu berlemak itu di hadapannya. Harun melepaskan tangan Nora yang memegang batangnya. Batangnya diselinap masuk ke kelengkangan Nora. Bergesel dengan bebibir lurah kemaluan wanita itu. Harun dapat merasakan belahan kemaluan Nora sungguh licin dengan lendir. Dia tahu itu bukan air cibuknya. Itu adalah air yang terbit dari kemaluan Nora sendiri.

“Nora…. Kau stim ye?” tanya Harun.

Nora tidak menjawab. Malah dia semakin melentikkan punggungnya sambil kedua-dua tangannya menahan tubuh di dinding tandas. Harun semakin tidak tahan. Punggung Nora dilihatnya melentik dan kelihatan semakin tonggek. Punggung subur berlemak milik Nora itu bagaikan memukau Harun. Kegebuan daging punggungnya yang empuk berselulit dan montok dirasakan sungguh lembut menyentuh perutnya.

Melihatkan Nora sendiri merengek perlahan sewaktu batang Harun bergesel tanpa henti di muara lubang kelaminnya, Harun lantas menyelinapkan batangnya di belahan bibir kemaluan Nora hingga termasuk kepala tedungnya di ruang muara liang senggama wanita berpunggung subur itu.

Nora sedikit terkejut dengan perkara itu namun dia berdiam diri membiarkan. Harun pula, melihatkan Nora tidak membantah, dia pun terus menolak batangnya masuk hingga habis ke pangkal. Merengek Nora sebaik batang lelaki bujang itu keras menjolok lubang kemaluannya dengan dalam. Mereka diam seketika. Harun membiarkan batangnya merasakan kehangatan ruang dalaman lubang senggama Nora. Sementara Nora seakan menghayati kenikmatan tubuhnya dimasuki batang kemaluan lelaki yang keras dan utuh di dalam lubang peranakannya.

Harun memeluk tubuh Nora sambil mengucup rambut wanita itu yang disimpul di belakang kepala. Tangannya kembali meraba payu dara Nora, tetapi kali ini dari luar baju sahaja. Itu pun sudah membuatkannya merasakan susu Nora mula membasahi dada baju yang dipakainya.

Tangan Harun kemudian turun kembali ke punggung Nora. Dia memegang punggung subur isteri orang itu. Dia benar-benar geram kepada Nora yang selalu dilihat hanya berbaju t dan berkain batik sewaktu menolong keluarganya berniaga di kedai makan depan rumah. Selalu juga Harun berpeluang melihat punggung Nora yang dibaluti kain batik bergegar sewaktu wanita itu berjalan membantu di kedai. Semestinya pulangnya Harun ke rumah sewa setiap kali selepas makan di kedai keluarga Nora adalah untuk melancap membayangan tayangan percuma yang baru dilihatnya di kedai itu. Seperti biasa, kotak fikiran Harun akan mengimbas kembali babak demi babak bayangan Nora yang bajunya terselak ke pinggang dan mempamerkan punggungnya yang bulat dan tonggek dibaluti kain batik itu kepada semua pelanggan yang datang.

Tiba-tiba Nora menarik tubuhnya ke hadapan hingga batang kemaluan Harun terkeluar dari lubang kemaluan wanita itu. Harun menarik tubuh Nora tetapi wanita itu melawan.

“Nora… kenapa sayang… alang-alang dah masuk kita teruskan….” Pujuk Harun sambil memeluk tubuh gebu wanita itu.

“Tadi janji nak lancapkan? Dah cepat aku nak balik. Entah apa cerita anak-anak aku kat dalam tu?” kata Nora.

Mahu tidak mahu, Harun pun menggoncang batangnya sambil meletakkan hujung batangnya tepat di simpulan mulut dubur Nora yang subur. Belahan punggung Nora yang mampat dan empuk terasa sungguh memberahikan apabila ianya mengepit kepala tedung Harun.

“Nora… tolong sayanggg.. sekali je lagi…” pinta Harun memujuk agar dapat merasakan kembali lubang kemaluan Nora.

“Tak boleh… aku ni dahlah pantang lepas dalam, tak pasal-pasal mengandung anak kau nanti…” jawab Nora.

Mahu atau tidak, Harun menurut sahaja. Asalkan benihnya dapat dilepaskan di tubuh wanita pujaannya itu pun sudah cukup memadai. Harun pun menggoncang batangnya sambil membiarkan kepala tedungnya masih berada di simpulan dubur empuk Nora.

“Nora masuk dalam bontotlah… kat situ selamat…” pinta Harun.

“Eiii… aku tak pernah ikut situ tau…. Kau jangan nak mengada-ngada.. Cepat sikit…” pinta Nora pula.

Melihatkan Nora memang tidak mahu lagi memberikan peluang untuk batangnya memasuki lubang kemaluannya, Harun pun kembali melancap.

Sungguh ghairah Harun menggoncang batangnya sambil melihat tubuh gebu Nora melentikkan punggung dihadapannya. Punggung Nora dirasakan sungguh empuk dan melazatkan. Punggung yang selalunya dilihat berkain batik itu kini mampu dilihat malah dipegang tanpa sebarang pakaian menutupinya meskipun dalam cahaya samar malam dan lampu dari tandas yang melimpah keluar.

“Ohhh Noraaaa sayangggg…… Cakap kau cintakan aku sayanggg.. Cakap Nora... oohh” pinta Harun.

“Ish… malaslah aku…” kata Nora.

“Noraaa…tolonglahhh….” Pinta Harun lagi.

“Aku kata tak nak tak naklah…. Cepatlah sikit…” kata Nora sedikit kasar.

“Ohhh Nora…mintak aku pancut kat bontot kau sayang… “ pinta Harun.

“Lepas kat bontot aku… pancut banyak-banyak… habiskan air mani kau kat bontot aku….” Kata Nora pula.

Mendengar sahaja permintaan Nora itu, serta merta air mani Harun memancut keluar dengan kuat dan tepat di muara simpulan dubur Nora yang empuk dan subur itu. Harun meramas geram kedua-dua belah pinggul Nora yang empuk itu lalu menekannya kuat agar kepala tedungnya yang sedang berdenyut kuat memuntahkan air mani dihimpit kuat belahan punggung Nora.

“Ooooohhhh Noraaaaa……” rengek Harun kerana merasakan kenikmatan hasil perbuatannya itu.

“Uuuhhhh banyaknya air kau… Ohhhh… Panasnyaa… lagi lepaskan lagi… Uhhh…” kata Nora sambil melentikkan punggungnya.

“Ohhh sedap betul bontot kau Nora.. Cakap kat aku yang kau seksi sayang… cakap sayangg…” pinta Harun pula dalam keghairahan memuntahkan benihnya di lubang dubur Nora yang tersimpul rapi.

“Aku seksi… Aku seksi pakai kain batik. Aku suka sebab ramai lelaki suka bontot aku yang besar ni. Cepat habiskan air kau kat bontot aku yang seksi ni…” kata Nora.

Nafsu Harun semakin menggila sebaik mendengar kata-kata Nora. Terus sahaja Harun menekan kuat batangnya ke simpulan dubur Nora sambil menarik kedua belah pinggul wanita itu rapat ke tubuhnya. Serta merta batang keras Harun terjerlus masuk di simpulan dubur Nora. Kelicinan air mani yang dilepaskan dan menyelaputi lubang dubur wanita itu memudahkan kemasukan batang kemaluannya di lubang dubur Nora.

Nora mengerang serta merta akibat dari tusukan kuat batang Harun yang menjolok masuk lubang duburnya. Nora segera meronta minta dilepaskan namun Harun terlebih dahulu lebih pantas memeluk tubuh empuk wanita itu.

“Sedapnya bontot kau Noraaaa…. Noraaaa…. Ohhhhhh Noraaaa….” Rengek Harun pula sebaik menikmati kesedapan batangnya menjolok dubur ibu muda itu.

Harun menekan batangnya sedalam yang boleh sambil menghabiskan pancutan-pancutan air maninya yang semakin perlahan di dalam lubang yang baru mengeluarkan najis sebelum kejadian itu. Daging punggung Nora dirasakan sungguh empuk dan menikmatkan sebaik ianya rapat menghenyak tubuh Harun. Dubur subur milik isteri orang yang beranak dua itu sungguh lazat sekali dijamah batang kerasnya. Melepaskan benihnya yang tinggal saki baki itu di saluran yang bakal mematikan benih-benih subur Harun.

Nora tidak larat lagi hendak meronta. Dia penat dan kesakitan di lubang duburnya kerana pertama kali dimasuki batang kemaluan lelaki di lubang beraknya itu. Mahu atau tidak, dia terpaksa menahan kesakitan dan berharap agar semua itu berakhir segera. Dapat Nora rasakan batang Harun yang tertanam di lubang duburnya berdenyut-denyut dengan semakin lemah, menandakan air mani Harun sudah habis dilepaskan. Air mani Harun yang dilepaskan sebelum itu di belahan punggungnya dirasakan mengalir turun ke belahan kemaluannya dan turun pula ke peha lebarnya. Tersengguk-sengguk Nora menahan tubuhnya yang rapat dipeluk Harun yang sedang menggigil-gigil menikmati sisa-sisa akhir persetubuhan ringkas itu.

Harun pun mengeluarkan batangnya dari lubang dubur Nora. Serta merta Nora mendapat kelegaan yang hakiki ketika itu. Nora meraba punggungnya yang pedih diradak batang Harun yang bernafsu kepadanya.

“Kau ni macam betul. Kata nak lancap je, last-last bontot aku kau jolok ye. kau.” Kata Nora agak kasar sambil memperbetulkan kain batiknya yang hampir terburai.

Harun secara tiba-tiba memeluk Nora lalu mengucup bibir wanita itu. Nora kaget dan terdiam. Namun kucupan Harun di bibirnya bersama pelukan yang hangat dari lelaki itu membuatkan Nora terpengaruh untuk membalas kucupan itu. Seterusnya ianya menjadi satu kucupan yang panjang dan hangat.

Harun melepaskan bibirnya dari bibir Nora. Air liur mereka comot di mulut masing-masing. Nora menyambung kembali memperbetulkan kain batiknya sementara Harun pula menyimpan batangnya yang sudah lembik ke dalam seluar.

“Nora… mintak halal ye… “ kata Harun.

“Pandai makan pandai simpan…” jawab Nora acuh tak acuh.

“Yang satu lagi tu pun kira halal ye..” tanya Harun.

“Apa dia…” tanya Nora pula.

“Kain batik kau….” Jawab Harun.

“Oh.. Kau rupanya yang selalu rembat kain batik aku kat ampai. Celaka kau dah berapa banyak kain aku hilang kau tau tak.” Nora memarahi Harun.

“Eh, aku baru je ambik satu siang tadi. Bila masa pulak aku ambik kain batik kau banyak-banyak kat ampai?” jawab Harun dengan agak keliru.

“Alah kau jangan buat-buat tak tau. Tak payah kencing akulah. Ini Nora tau.” Kata Nora lagi, kali ini dengan lebih kepada sifat semulajadinya.

“Betul sayang… sumpah… aku cuma ada sehelai je kain batik kau tu… kau nak balik ke?” tanya Harun.

“Emph.. tak payahlah. Mesti dah pekat dengan bau air mani kau. Kau simpan jelah buat melancap. Betul kau ambik satu je?” tanya Nora inginkan kepastian.

“Betul sayang…. “ jawab Harun lagi.

“Mmmm… kalau macam tu takpelah…. Dah aku nak balik…” kata Nora sewaktu ingin melangkah pergi.

Segera Harun menarik tangan Nora dan mereka kembali berpelukan dan berkucupan sekali lagi. Tubuh Nora yang gebu dan berpotongan menarik itu diraba sepuas hati.

“Terima kasih sayang sebab bagi aku kawin dengan kau malam ni. Inilah pertama dan inilah terakhir. Yang penting aku dah cakap yang aku memang betul-betul stim kat kau. Kau nak report laki kau tak?” tanya Harun seraya berbisik di telinga Nora sambil memeluk tubuh empuk wanita itu dengan erat.

“Kau dah hilang akal ke nak aku bagi tau dia orang. Teruk kau kena nanti. Yang penting cerita sini habis sini.” Kata Nora.

Sebaik Nora kembali masuk ke rumah dan lampu tandas dimatikan, Harun pun segera meninggalkan rumah itu kembali ke rumahnya. Beg pakaiannya sudah tersedia menanti di atas motor RXZ miliknya. Malam itu adalah malam terakhir Harun menyewa bilik di kampung itu. Esok dia bakal menetap di Kuala Lumpur kerana mendapat pekerjaan baru yang lebih lumayan di sana. Meninggalkan kenangan bersama Nora yang akhirnya diabadikan di internet. Entah apa cerita Nora sekarang….

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Modelling

Satu lagi cerita favourite Irma in English - Nanti Irma post cerita bahasa melayu lagi k?

Archive name: Model.txt

Authors name: Storysman (Storysman@aol.com)

Story Title : Modelling

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There are things one does in life that can 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 though 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 too 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 ws 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 with her again. W ehad 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 giver 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. Everyday 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, there 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 lip 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 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 down. 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 is 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 molding 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 it 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 discared 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 moment 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 t 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 he rown plams 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 aid 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 beleive 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 compeltely 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 them and 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 her 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 gripped 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 no 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 others 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 a 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 laid 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 age. 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 we 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 she 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 she 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 need 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 Rob was busy. She continued to dress herself in everything from bikini's 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. He 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.