I remember the day she walked into the room. She stood 5’2 and had the most ridiculous body I had ever seen on an Asian, ever. Hourglass didn’t do her justice. Her face was perfect in my eyes. Only problem: she had a boyfriend.
One night a few of us went to the bar and I invited her out as a courtesy. She said she’d stay for a bit and she needed a ride. I gave her a lift and we talked about some personal things. She was a bit shy and tentative over her boyfriend. Wasn’t sure why (at that moment).
About a half hour into the bar night she told us her boyfriend was picking her up. We said goodbye and didn’t think anything of it. Two days later, she confessed she broke up with her boyfriend that night. About a month earlier he had cheated on her with his ex-girlfriend. The reason, apparently, was his ex wouldn’t care if he wore a condom. Kira was adamant about using protection, and that apparently bothered her boyfriend.
I decided to pounce on that. Yes, I had already started flirting with her long before the breakup but this time I was more aggressive. I wanted her, and I wanted her to know it. I also saw a look in her eyes that suggested she wanted revenge on the fucker that cheated on her. That night would be perfect since we were working very late.
We had put together the finishing touches on one project and we had to render. Once again, the stupid and childish lines were working.
“I wonder what we could do while we wait for this to finish?”
“I don’t know,” she said.
I leaned in to kiss her and she smiled, and turned away.
“Am I coming on too strong?”
“I don’t know what to think right now, Dean.”
We went back and forth until rendering was complete. The night was pretty much over…
“Okay, I guess we’re done for the night?”
“Actually, I forgot to upload some video to the website. I need to do that right now.”
“Really? I didn’t know that wasn’t done! Okay.”
She started the uploading process, and then she walked over to me and planted the most passionate kiss I wasn’t expecting. Her tongue worked magic inside my mouth, and I was hard instantly.
“Let’s move to the corner.”
The corner of this particular editing suite had a couch. Not sure how she scored that. We were making out until I got up to lock the door in her studio. Then I reached under her jeans to finger her. She was soaking wet.
“You’re really wet!”
“I’ve been wet for a while.”
I started penetrating her slick slit and rubbed on her clitoris with my thumb. I took my other hand and slipped it under her shirt to feel her amazing breasts. They were easily 36 DD, amazing for a girl her size. She readily pulled her shirt off and she was naked on that couch.
I took her hand and placed it on my belt, and then she starting reaching for my cock. She stroked my cock with a delicate touch, which made my dick stand at attention.
I reached for my pants and pulled out a condom.
“Here?”
“I know. Look, I have protection. I want you, and you seem to want me. Do you want to do this?”
“Okay. Sure.”
I put on the hat and had no problem slipping inside her wet snatch. I started slow and picked up the pace. She was a screamer, and that turned me on even more.
Picking up the pace, her breasts bounced up and down while she reached back to brace herself. Her head bounced off the couch arm-rest, so I pulled her to the middle and proceeded to fuck her senseless. I squeeze her amazing tits while I pumped away. Because she was screaming so loud I wasn’t sure if I had made her reach orgasm.
At that moment I felt compelled to lift her off the couch and put her up against the wall. She held onto me tight while I held her ass. She seemed like the type that wanted it rough. Her hips slammed off the wall while I continue to fuck her pussy.
“I want you to fuck me from behind.”
I put her down and she walked to the couch, putting her knees on the seats while I got right behind her. She loved taking it from behind. She loved it even more when I quickened the pace, slapped her ass cheeks and pulled her hair. Then I took both hands and squeezed her voluptuous titties.
“Oh my God! Yes yes yes!”
And then the orgasm hit. She sounded like she was choking while she shook and twitched. The smile she had when she turned her head was unforgettable.
“I think I just came.”
“I think you did,” I said.
“That’s the first orgasm I’ve ever had.”
What?! Not even masturbation? Really? Wow… I was really pumped to hear that. I’m sure that was a lie but I didn’t care.
I kept fucking her from behind. Her ass cheeks were red by this point. She even told me to stop slapping her ass, she was so sore. I flipped her back onto her back and kept fucking her while we made out. Our eye contact was insanely hot while we kissed and tongued one another. I wanted another orgasm from her but to no avail; I was getting too close and I could not hold on. Her next words showed me she was close in a much different way.
“Okay you need to cum. I’m starting to get sore.”
That was a first!
A few last pumps and I let out a massive scream with an even more massive load shooting out of my cock and balls. The spurts of cum while I stayed inside her was as intense as I ever felt up to that point. The orgasm lasted for quite a while. So did the post-sex making out. She was a great kisser and a pretty good fuck. There was this connection between her and I that I could not explain. All I knew was I could not wait for our next encounter.
Our work was done and I drove her home. Upon reaching her house, we made out for about ten minutes. Had I brought another rubber we would have fucked in my car right then and there. She didn’t want to have unprotected sex, and neither did I for that matter. I could not wait to get to work and see her again.
That was only the beginning of our journey.
