Saturday morning, I woke up before Asia. I gently pulled back the covers and my eyes were treated to the sight of her gorgeous naked form. She had her back turned to me, but tilted toward the other side of the bed somewhat as she hugged her pillow. I spent a few minutes just gazing at her cute faintly yellow-ish white ass  and the cleft of her vagina. I scooted up next to her and lightly nudged her body back toward mine before pulling her tightly into me. That roused her out of her slumber. "Hi Master," she said sleepily. "Good morning, Asia," I replied in a soft voice, smiling. "If you want to go back to sleep go ahead babe," I permitted. "What time is it?" she asked. "A little before nine," I informed her. "I better get up so we can go check in with my parents," she said..

We had breakfast and went to her folks to let her mom know she was still alive and well. Mrs. Oh did know that her daughter would be sleeping over with me and would do so until Sunday night anyway. Asia dropped off the clothes she wore Friday and we hopped the bus and went to the mall. Fuck, I could hardly wait until I was 16 and could start driving. This not having a car shit in Southern California sucks.

I let her pick some stuff out for herself, including a couple pair of new shoes, and then we hit Victoria's Secret, where I bought a bunch of pairs of thigh high stockings for her. After that, we went to the leather clothing store, where I told her, "we gotta [heavy] metal you up, girl," and we whiled away the next couple of hours having her try on the stuff I picked for her. One particular red ensemble of a drawstring bustier and a skirt that was five inches above her knee inspired her to blurt. "Oh my God, I look like a whore in this.". "No babe,  you look striking," I countered. "Every single person will be looking at you in that outfit. You can't be demure all the time, man. Sometimes you gotta let it all hang out," I advocated. I also bought a halter top for her to go along with that skirt.

There was an added bonus to going to that shop, too: there was a fucking amazing strawberry blonde saleswoman, about Asia's height and build but with a flawless peaches and cream complexion. She had a bit of that Melissa Auf der Maur thing happening facially and, I estimated, A cups. "Hey babe, just keep browsing. If you see anything nice let me know when I come back," I told her. Then to the girl who was helping us, I said, "hey babe, I'm going to take your coworker there into the back room and you're not going to say a thing about it to anyone," I commanded. I then went up to the target of my lust and ordered her to take me into the employees area, which was vacant except for the two of us. "Okay babe, get naked," I insisted and watched as she made herself bereft of modesty. Yes, her carpet matched the drapes and her tits were indeed small, but round and cute. "You're going to let me touch you however I want and you're going to enjoy it," I demanded. I put my arms around her and kissed her and from there it got hot and heavy. I reached down between her legs and checked her lubricant level with my index and middle fingers and she was wet. I grabbed a chair and had her slouch in it and then elevate her legs. I grasped them and put them over my shoulders. I undid my pants and pushed them and my boxers down to my knees, my rock  hard dick hurtling out of them. She gasped. "Oh my God, you're huge!" she reacted. I smiled and aimed the tip of my cock at her opening and just jammed it in all at once. She screamed, "Oh fuck!" as her cunt had to instantly stretch more than it ever had to before. I held it inside of her for a minute as she panted while her body attempted to cope with the scale of invasion it was now incurring.

I started flexing my hips and my prong slid in and out of her stuffed slit while I braced myself by holding the sides of the chair she was on. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit," she gasped as I continued to ream her. Fuck, it felt so good and looking into her jewel like green eyes, oh man, life was really, really good at that moment. As I pistoned my battering ram toward her cervix, her breathing degenerated into huffing and puffing. "Oh my God, your cock feels amazing," she evaluated. I maintained my rhythm, her pretty face showing the signs of increasing pleasure levels, her eyes now closed so her brain could reap more vividly the product of the pounding she was accepting. I was feeling my own ecstasy rising and it manifested itself in the growing frequency of grunts.

I pulled out and had her stand and put her hands against a wall. I quickly re-entered her sopping cock pocket, grabbed her hips and pumped away. My eyes scanned up and down her back and ass while I fondled her little tits and played with her nipples. Her passion heated right back up, as did mine, and we sounded like a couple of asthmatics competing with each other as our breathing got shorter and the heat within us kept mounting. I leaned my head into that beautiful head of hair and took a big whiff of the scent from the shampoo she washed it in while my hips continued to propel my weapon in and out of her. "Oh fuck oh fuck," she whimpered, her climax about to visit her. I reached down deep inside me and thrusted as hard and fast as I could, which boosted her inner heat past the boiling point and she exclaimed, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" in a voice loud enough to have anyone who was in the front of the shop hear with ease. When her orgasm had subsided, I had her kneel on the floor in front of me and suck my dong until I exported a major load of my cum between her lips. She pulled her mouth off of my dick and held my cum in it. "Swallow it!" I said. She did. "Good girl," I complimented. "Now you may put your clothes back on and you will not discuss this episode with anyone," I recommended.

Me and the girl emerged from the back room and, after I bruised my credit card for a grand total of over a grand at the mall, we went to a restaurant across the street and had lunch. She only had a salad while I had stuffed quesadillas. Fuck, they were tasty! Then we rode the bus back to my house. Doing that made me contemplate just buying a car and then hiring a driver. But when I found out all the bullshit I would have to do to employ someone I just said, "fuck that." It was only going to be five months until I turn 16 anyway, and could get my learner's permit and then, eventually, a license.

I also had to tell Asia to keep how much money I was spending a secret because I didn't want anyone to know I was suddenly wealthy. Here I was, one of the richest people on the planet and I couldn't say a word to anyone because when money gets involved everybody gets weird. So I kept dressing like a dirtbag or just any schmuck on the street. I mulled over whether I should get a Ferrari, a Mercedes or a Lamborghini when I finally obtained my license. However, the traffic in the region I live in offers almost no chance to ever get above 70 mph because of the traffic and you're actually lucky if it moves at 40mph during the misnamed "rush hour," which is more like, "rush most of the day." But shit, the Lambo looks so fucking cool, though it's pretty much unusable for anything other than that or just driving around in and blasting tunes while creating envy among regular folks. Plus some people are going to accuse you of having diminutive penis issues, which I obviously don't.

Anyway, when Asia and I arrived back at my place, I was in a really good mood after buying clothes to hot up my already smokin' girlfriend even more, and getting in a little spontaneous fucking with a stranger. Me FTW!

Monday, I had Asia wear the aforementioned red leather outfit with a pair of white thigh high stockings and white four inch heels. I didn't know how the school's administration would receive her being on campus with only a bustier concealing her knockers, so I had her wear the halter top with the skirt. Suffice to say, after nearly two years of coming to school dressed casually and modestly, Asia had jaws dropping at her new attire and it was fun watching all the eyes following her as I accompanied her around the grounds. Her long jet black hair really contrasted nicely with the red of her outfit and the white of her stockings.

At lunch, she said it was weird for her to wear something that attention getting and she felt self conscious about it. I told her that she should rock it hard because exuding confidence while dressed that way makes her presence even  sexier. Not only that, it makes me look amazing because I have a chick who looks like that on my arm. It's a total win-win!

The next day, I had her wear a white sun dress, which again looked killer on her but was much less intense in terms of the impression it made in public. She thought it was really comfortable and wishes she had started wearing them years ago.

Wednesday, I let her pick her outfit and she went for a more collegiate look, a gray Korea University sweatshirt, black jeans, blue socks and slip on shoes. In the wake of that, just when people thought she was reverting to normal, I had her don a black leather halter top and skirt with black thigh high stockings and four inch heels plus some dark sunglasses I bought her. Again, a lot of, "holy shit, who's THAT?" kind of expressions on the faces of onlookers. It was hilarious. "Fuck babe, you look so awesome you have no idea," I told her as she sat on my lap during lunch. She giggled and wondered how people were perceiving her now. "I don't know babe," I replied," but they definitely remember you better," I chuckled.

I decided to show her off a bit, so I called a cab after school and took her to a really good Chinese restaurant I knew of that featured Szechuan style cooking. God, that was good. The smells were pungent but the taste was only moderately spicy and very flavorful. She loved it as much as I did. The waitress who served us was a very cute little 5'0" Chinese girl. She had very little in the way of a chest, but she was just adorable and really nice. She was actually a 20 year old college student, but she looked like she could be my and Asia's ages. I definitely wanted her.

After dinner, we took another cab to Asia's house, where I dropped her off. I said I was going on home, but the truth was I told the cabbie to take us back to the restaurant and went right past the hostess and found the waitress, who was named Lien-hua, I mentioned above. "Hey babe, take your break and meet me in the rear parking lot," I declared. She scampered off to tell her boss. It wasn't that busy yet, so they weren't going to be hurt by her absence. Five minutes later, she came out the back door. I beckoned her to get into the cab with me and I had it deposit us in a failing industrial park. I led her into a dumpster corral that had no dumpster in it and shut the gates. As one can imagine, she was weirding out about what we were possibly going to do there.

I called for her to shed her clothing, which she soon did, exposing her very petite body and her short and slightly chubby legs. She barely had any breasts at all. It was basically two nipples and little else. Her skin was fairly pale even compared to Asia's or mine. Her pussy was fronted by a thatch of trimmed pubic hair. Her face, though, was just so cute, marked by wide-ish lips that were a bit thick, coffee colored brown eyes encased in narrow slits and a button nose. I picked her up since she couldn't have weighed more than maybe 85 pounds and pushed her back against the left wall of the corral and started kissing her. "Jesus, Lien-hua, you are super cute!" I told her. I resumed kissing her, also nibbling on her neck and ears. My cock by now was trying to split my jeans open.

I put her down and got starkers myself. When she saw my dick, her eyes widened. "Are you going to try to have sex with me?" she asked. "Yes, you are going to have sex with me," I informed her. "But you're so big!" she objected. "You're going to split me open!" she believed. "Don't worry babe, I'll take my time," I said. I piled up our clothes and made an improvised bed on the hard asphalt of the corral. I had her lay down on it. I couldn't resist going after her sweet little snatch and enthusiastically dug into licking and sucking it. She started forgetting  the issue with my size and was moaning like nobody's business. I swear to God, if somebody could come up with a fake pussy that was as good as the real thing that guys could go down on the beer belly would be all but unknown. My tongue darted and flicked, my lips sucked and hummed and her clit sent jolts of pleasure into her in ever multiplying amounts and she grabbed the back of my head and pulled it hard into her crotch as she experienced her first climax of this encounter. The gentle breeze and still warm sun on our skins added to the sensations she felt. Five minutes later, she was panting and cumming again, her pussy very juicy and succulent now.

I picked her up off of the thin improvised mattress and laid on it myself while telling her to fuck me from on top. She squatted over my thick weapon and rolled it around in her hand for a minute as she endeavored to figure out how to get it inside of her narrow love tunnel. She very slowly sunk her hips and I finally felt the opening of her twat against the tip of my penetrator. She pushed down on the head and I felt it being gripped by the muscles in her entrance. "Oh shitttttt," she exclaimed as the pressure dividing her vaginal walls caused her nerve endings to pointedly register the intrusion. Bit by bit she she went further down on my engorged shaft and had to really battle to get it done. "I feel like I have a telephone pole inside me!" she asserted. "Keep going, babe," I urged. After about ten minutes, she was able to get my cockhead right against her cervix, which meant that was as far as she was going to go. I was only about 6.5 inches into her shallow sperm catcher as she undulated her hips to stir my cock within her. "Fuck, the friction is so intense," she remarked. The combination of the wind, the sun and her uber tight cunt on my cock was an indescribable experience. She was moaning as soon as she moved any part of her hips and as her pussy adjusted to my size her range of motion increased and she finally worked up a good head of steam. Once she was able to do that, the orgasms began coming one after the other. "Oh fuck, oh God," she blurted as she panted in irregular bursts, her eyes shut tightly and getting off on the thrill ride she was seated in. Oh oh God!" she squealed. "Ohhhhh! Ohhhh my fucking god!" she gasped. Then there was machine gun panting and she yelled, "I'm cumming, oh my God, shit!" As she furiously rocked and slid her hips to feed her lust for more sensation from my fuckstick. When she finished one, another was just about to hit her and she came at least half a dozen times before I hosed her receptacle with my semen.

She fell on top of me, out of breath. I wrapped her in my arms. "So are you going to want more in half an hour?" I cracked. "Shut up!" she giggled. She finally stood up and some of my cum fell out of her pussy and on to my stomach. God, that was hot! She took some tissues out of her purse and wiped the rest of the leaking fluid from her thighs and slot. We got dressed and I called another cab to take her back to work and me home. As tight as her pussy was, it would have been more satisfying if she could have taken all of me, but screwing her was still fun.