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469 Charlotte Street
Chapter 2
I moved in about three days later, with the help of Clay and Robin. I didn't have a lot of stuff, and my room -- or rooms, as it was more of a suite -- was furnished. There was a large bedroom with not one but two walk-in closets, a sitting area (that was larger than the apartment I was moving out of) with a couple of plush leather sofas and a large TV. And there was a kind of kitchenette, in case you wanted to do something on a small scale in your own room, which seemed a little foolish with a large restaurant-quality kitchen and well-stocked pantry just a few steps away.
Clay was an interesting guy, country to the core. His strong Southern drawl and "aw shucks" demeanor masked a sharp mind and a quick wit. Even in the first couple of conversations we had I could see that. Physically he was simply impressive, big and broad-shouldered, about 6-3, 225 pounds. He had been a high school jock, on the football, baseball and wrestling teams in his small rural high school. He had tried out for the college wrestling team his freshman year but had twisted his knee and decided he'd be happy playing intramurals.
During that first day I also met Li for the first time, and she was very sweet. Her English was not great, but Robin said it was improving each week. She was a tiny little thing, barely 5 feet tall and probably less than 100 pounds. Her body was hard and muscular like a gymnast's, which she had been at a younger age. But she was also nice and curvy, with small but perfectly shaped breasts and a nice little ass. She also had a very cute face, with beautiful dark eyes. She was not shy at all, but bubbly and full of energy, always on the move.
I could see why Robin and her customers liked these two staff members. Now I was under more than a little pressure to fit in, and keep up.
The second night I was there I was reading for class when there was a soft knock on my door. It was Li, barefoot in shorts and a t-shirt, and she had several sheets of paper in her hand. She explained that she had a paper due the next morning for a class, and she wondered if I could read over it for her to make sure there were no major errors in her grammar, spelling and syntax. It was only about seven pages, so I said sure. I sat down on one sofa and she sat down on the one across from me.
I read through the paper and as I got close to the end, I slowly became aware that Li had one leg propped up on the edge of the sofa cushion and was absent-mindedly stroking her pussy through the cloth of her shorts. It was so unexpected that I lost track of where I was reading. Finally I finished and put the paper aside.
"I marked a few things for you to fix, but all in all it was pretty clean of errors," I said. "Now is there anything else you need me to do?" My eyes fell to her crotch.
She suddenly realized what she was doing and the fact that I had noticed it.
"Oh, sorry," she said. "It's just that ... I get so horny in the middle of the week."
"Well, I'd be happy to help with that as well."
She thought for a few seconds. "Ah, okay. I don't see why not."
I stood and closed the door, then sat down beside her. My fingers went to her face as I leaned in a kissed her. She kissed back hungrily, her tongue sliding across my lips. I wished I'd had time to brush my teeth but she didn't complain. My other hand covered hers, which was still busy between her legs. I pushed the material of her shorts aside and fingered her slit. She was wet.
Li sighed into my mouth as I fingered the outer folds of her sex. When I touched her clit she jumped as if I'd touched her with a live wire. She pulled her t-shirt over her head and as I looked down I noticed her nipples had popped out on her perfectly little breasts. I bent to lick and nuzzle them and she jumped again. "Oh, yes," she cooed, "that is very wonderful." My fingers were still busy but I didn't want her to cum just yet, so I stopped and pulled her shorts down. She was wearing no panties and no bra, so she was now sprawled naked across the couch. She was quite beautiful, but then again I've always had a thing for small, petite women. And Asian women too.
I stood to shed what clothes I had on, and then knelt so that I could feast on that wet pussy that has started all this. Wanting to make a good first impression, I pushed her firm legs apart and buried my face into her sex, and she let out a sound that was part gasp and part growl. I licked deeply along her slit and her hips bucked against me. My hands went to that fabulous ass and I held her firm, kissing and licking her clit with the tip of my tongue. After about 20 seconds of that she began groaning, and then quickly went over the waterfall of her climax. I kept licking and pushing my tongue deep down into her, and she seemed to have a second before the first ended. Throughout I held her firmly by the ass cheeks no matter how much she writhed and squirmed.
Finally I stood. She was sweaty but lovely, her dark skin glistening in the bright reading light, which I had not turned off. My dick was standing straight out and her eyes were fixated on her. "Oh shit," she said. "Robin told me but . . . let me suck." I took two steps forward and she reached for me. One hand wrapped around the stalk at the base of my cock and the other cupped my balls. She began licking the head and the slit, which was already leaking. Then she slowly started to try and get it into her small mouth. It was difficult, but she gave it the old college try, licking the sides when she couldn't get her mouth around it.
Finally she looked at me. "You are going to let me have it in me, in my pussy, yes?"
"Yes," I said, reaching for the supply of condoms, which were kept discreetly in brandy snifters in every room of the house.
I repositioned myself between her legs and slowly began to work the head into her. She was tight, but her pussy opened up much more than her mouth, and it actually eased in rather smoothly. I began pumping my hips. I didn't want to hurt her, but I was very turned on. She was so small it almost looked like I was spearing some sex doll, but the warmth and wetness inside her made me know she was totally real. She was loving what I was doing, and we fucked like animals in heat, or at least as well as animals can do laying on a sofa. Finally I felt my cock explode inside its rubber wrapper, and I all but collapsed on top of her. I rolled off her and onto the floor.
She popped up, pulled back on her shorts and t-shirt, bounding around the room as she did so. I managed to get to my feet. "We're going to be great friends, I know this already," she said with a huge smile as she hugged me and gave me a quick kiss. "I'll go tell Robin `good job' too for finding you." Then as she slipped out the door, she turned around and pointed to her lips. "And I will exercise for you to fit, you'll see."
With that she disappeared down the hall and I collapsed onto the sofa, which was wet with sweat and sex juice. I collapsed in a heap again.
More to come...
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