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I sensed my long wait was over. Our plan had been agreed; we would buy food then return to my apartment, for the first time. The shy, eighteen-year-old Asian student I had pursued for months and who referred to us as being in a relationship, was about to finally reveal the hidden beauty beneath her clothes. As she approached, her choice of outfit revealed her mood and my hopes rose. May was wearing a pink cotton top, with white lace trim that hugged her little tits and left her gorgeous brown shoulder and slender arms bare. Beneath it, she wore sexily short, green shorts that revealed the full beauty of her toned teenage thighs. As she turned I saw they were tight enough to allow everyone to see how pert her little ass was. Teeny, white trainers completed her outfit, and her smile, her radiant, excited smile framed by her glossy black hair. She looked the epitome of a sweet, oriental beauty. My heart quickened. As we went up the escalator to the food hall, I stood behind her staring lustfully at her pert Asian bottom in her teasing little shorts. She was happy and relaxed and was either content with what lay ahead, or oblivious to my plans. I hurried her through the food hall, agreeing to everything she wanted to put in the basket. Her outfit seemed to accentuate her shy, girlish mannerisms and I couldn?t take my eyes off her perky tits in the pink top, her sexy ass and kept glancing at the front of her sexy shorts, wondering about the young Asian pussy they concealed. I had never felt such lust for her or anyone before. Thankfully, we were soon heading to my apartment in a taxi, then waiting for the lift. As the doors closed, her hand slipped into mine and I planted a lingering, pressing kiss on her lips. And finally, finally, she was in my apartment and I closed the door behind us. As I unpacked the food, she wandered around my apartment, seemingly unimpressed, but then again from the background she was, I hadn?t expected her to find my small two bedroom apartment awe inspiring. I let her relax and sat out on my cramped balcony. I had her where I wanted her and now I had to show patience. The door slid open and she joined me, leaning over the railings and studying the view, trying to point out landmarks between the adjacent tower blocks. Her gorgeous bottom was irresistibly close, facing me in those shorts as she bent over the railing and I edged my chair closer until my knee was brushing against the back of her leg. Accidentally, then purposefully, I brushed my hairy leg against the back of her silky smooth legs. My fingertips brushed gently up the back of her legs. She didn?t move. ?You have beautiful legs,? I noted, my fingers tracing upwards and feeling the firm, polished smoothness of her young thighs. My fingers became my hand stroking gently, lovingly up and down the back of her thighs. She stopped talking. My hand smoothed up to the hem of her little shorts, where her thighs began to curve into her bottom, then slipped round feeling the inside of her thigh. ?You are such naughty man,? she giggled, turning round. I apologized, sitting back in my chair. She leant back against the Bostancı Escort railings, smiling sweetly and I looked at her, silhouetted against the Bangkok backdrop, my young Thai girlfriend, and felt so lucky. I patted my knees and she sat on my lap, her petite body perched easily on my knee, asking when I would start cooking. I asked her what time she needed to go and she said not until evening and smiled. We had hours. My arm slipped behind her and my hand turned her face towards me.Again that shy look of innocence before the kiss, which I had come to love as my lips pressed onto hers, lingered then relaxed as my tongue licked along her sweet lips. Her lips opened and my tongue slipped in, welcomed by hers and her kiss was quickly passionate. She was ready. My hand stroked along the front of her thighs, over her shorts, then crept up under her pink top. As my hand reached her bra, her lips parted from mine. ?People can see,? she whispered, her eyes fixed on mine and not looking at the sheer window-filled walls with surrounded us. ?I don?t care,? my hands caressed her bra. I didn?t care. ?Let?s go inside,? she said standing up and leading me in with her hand. She immediately drew the curtains, then came to me and my arms wrapped quickly around her, pulling her to me, my tongue returning to her mouth and our kiss became intensely passionate, sexual as her hands slid under the back of my shirt up, over my back. My hands gripped her tight little ass and her body weakened in my grip, her parted lips panting with desire. My lips smothered her pretty face with urgent kisses, licking their way down to her neck and when my tongue curled into her ear, she gasped. Her shyness faded in the curtain dimmed light of the front room, no longer was she afraid to show me she was aroused and having her ear kissed and licked was visibly arousing her, as it still does to this day. I turned her to face the back of the sofa, her back to me as I whispered, between kisses, into her ear how badly I wanted her. She placed her palms flat on the back of the sofa, head bowed as I licked her ears and neck and I lowered myself and pressed my hips firmly against her. My hard, bulging cock probed against her little sexy ass. She sighed, bending forward and I gripped her hips, pushing my erection rhythmically into the rear of her sexy shorts. I pulled her upright and tugged her pink top up, her arms stretching as I slid it up and off, casting it to the floor as I hurriedly unhooked her bra. As it fell, I held her upright, reaching around and sliding both my hands over her taut stomach and up over her perky Thai tits. My fingers gripped her sharp nipples and gently teased them, pulled them as her head dipped to watch. ?Is look so nice,? she panted. ?What does?? ?Your white hands, on me..? Every difference of ours was a source of sexual arousal and none more so than the contrast of our skin colour. I sighed, and could wait no longer, my hands moving down to the button of her shorts, popping it open and tugging her zip down. I yanked her shorts down to her thighs and let them fall Bostancı Escort Bayan to her ankles. I hadn?t expected to find a sexy thong, but neither did I expect to see pale pink Hello Kitty panties, with a kitten winking at me from her bottom. I smiled at the innocence, the cuteness and realized then that she had probably never thought of wearing sexy panties in her life. They were tight over her firmly curved ass and I turned her to face me. Her hand shyly slipped down between her legs to block my view. ?I will go shower,? she said. I moved her hand and gripped the elastic of her panties. She tightened her grip on them, insisting on showering for sex, as she does to this day. I leant back as she slipped away, shyly escaping to the bathroom and locking the door. Forced to wait, I did so impatiently until I heard her go into the bedroom and tell me the shower was empty. My erection had been so close to penetrating her it refused to subside and I glancing down at her neatly folded pink panties on the bathroom floor, I wrapped a towel around me and found her laying on the bed, texting her friend, in my dressing gown and towel. The white of the towel contrasted erotically with her long black hair and golden brown skin. The break in passion had meant starting again, but we had time and I knew now, beyond doubt, that I was moments from fucking her. I lay on the bed and she smiled sweetly, tightly wrapped, her shyness returned. She showed me photos of her pet dog and I moved closer, my arm around her, waiting. Her head moved to rest on my shoulder and I stroked her hair as she shyly continued to thumb through her photo gallery. My fingers stretched down and eased the dressing gown open until her tits were revealed and I stroked them tenderly with my fingertips. ?I love your cute breasts,? I said, kissing her hair. ?I like this,? she giggled, her hand stroking through the hair on my chest. I took the phone from her hand and lay it beyond her. ?So different to Thai man?. ?Was your ex-boyfriend hairy?? She shook her head and turned herself towards me, her head on my chest, my fingers still tracing circles on her firm breasts. She rubbed her face on my chest, feeling the hair on her lips and nose and giggled that it tickled. Then she kissed, so softly, shyly on my chest. I sighed in encouragement. Her lips hovered above my chest, leaving occasional delicate kisses as they moved across. She paused over my nipple and lowered her lips, her tongue licking with a feather like touch. I sighed loudly as the new sensation surged through me. She was exceptionally gentle with her licking, teasing tongue as she moved across to my other nipple. I sighed her name, tugging her dressing gown down her back. Her silky, black hair was showered over my chest, her lips kissing, tongue licking in sensual ecstasy. I was desperate for her to grasp my cock, but I didn?t want her to stop. My eyes closed, my chest tingling with new sensations, her tickling long hair, her soft lips, her dainty flickering tongue. And her lips moved down, tongue tip sliding over my chest as her hand Escort Bostancı brushed over my bulging towel. Then I felt the towel being tugged slowly down, her lips kissing my stomach. I looked over my chest and through her hair saw that the thickened stem of my cock was becoming visible, my shaft concealed under the towel. Her hand cautiously patted the hard bulge, like she might burn her hand. She giggled, but then her fingers closed around it. I sighed feeling her cautious, gentle grip on my stiff cock. She tugged my towel further down my thighs, slowly revealing my bared, hard cock until it sprang up into her face. Of course, I had hoped she would thrust her sweet lips down onto it, but she clasped her hands to her mouth in surprise and let out a sharp intake of breath. ?Scary,? she whispered, without looking up. ?What do you mean, ?scary?? I laughed. ?So different to my ex Thai boyfriend?. ?Tell me,? I smiled, hoping she would tell me what a big cock I had. She didn?t. ?Just different colour, shape?? her fingertips brushed fearfully along my stiff length. ?They look bigger on the internet?. There was no doubt what ?they? meant and I knew then she had been secretly searching for pictures of white cocks. ?Sorry, I shouldn?t talk about him?. ?It?s ok, I don?t mind.? I suddenly felt like I wanted her to talk to me about him, tell me everything. Her innocence had already caused her to make the faux pas of discussing a past lover when in bed. ?When did you lose your virginity?? ?Four months ago,? she whispered soulfully, ?I don?t want to talk about him?. I worked it out, it was just a few weeks before I had first seen her at the wedding. The answer shocked me and made me wonder how over it really was. I wanted to ask more, but now was not the time and her fingers were wrapping around my cock. I sighed in encouragement and pushed her dressing gown down to her lower back, which was as far as I could reach. With incredible slowness, her hand began to move up and down my cock, holding it lightly, wanking me gently. I wanted her grip to tighten, her hand to quicken, her mouth around my cock, but her nerves and shyness were frustrating my desire. I placed my hand on the back of her head and guided her face closer. ?Kiss it May, please.? I begged. She pressed her lips tentatively against the solid stem of my cock. I sighed with encouragement. She giggled and then kissed again, her lips lingering enough for me to feel their softness. Then I felt her tongue slither uncertainly up my cock. Her hair, cascading over my stomach, hid my view and I moved it. I wanted to see her pretty oriental face licking my cock. Immediately she replaced her hair to obstruct my view. Her tongue began reached the swollen tip and daintily flickered across it. I cried out with pleasure. For years, I had fantasized about how it might feel to have my cock sucked by a pretty oriental girl and now finally, my pretty new girlfriend, the girl I had fallen in love with, was about to suck me. ?Oh May, suck me,? I cried, applying pressure to the back of her head, trying again to move her hair. Her kisses slowly smothered the tip of my cock and then I felt her lips open and the tip of my cock felt the warmth and wetness of her mouth. Her lips stopped when the tip of my cock was in her mouth and I felt them tighten their grip and suck. I cried out her name. Her lips released me, and she flicked her silky hair back and smiled at me.