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I received an emergency email from a damsel in distress a few days ago. She was having a terrible problem. Nobody could help her and the situation was getting critical. She told the me that she was shy about exploring her sexuality. She is a very conservative Asian lady and discretion is paramount. No problem, what is causing you such distress? Keeping things private is a specialty I replied. She mentioned that she has been unable to achieve an orgasm with her boyfriend or alone and was getting very sexually frustrated
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Indeed this poor lady was in a dire crisis and I had to act fast to save her from trying to change teams. I asked her if her boy friends equipment was adequate, thinking about the false stereotype that Asian men somehow got stuck with. She said he was more than adequate but didnt care about her fulfillment just himself. I very selfish man I thought to myself. To get his and not care about hers should be a international crime I stated I my reply email! I told her that I would consult with enter-pole to see if a solution could be found.
We arranged to meet in China Town at the Hong Kong City mall. Truly an adventure was to be had for the 7Wood. After finding a parking place, sometimes waiting 10 minute as an Asian woman pulled forward and back 6 or seven times to get her Toyota in the space. Thinking to myself, maybe some of those stereotypes are true after all. What could be next? I was definitely going to drive us back to my house if things went right.
I waited at our predetermined spot just outside a beauty solon. Feeling somewhat out of place, being the only white guy in sight. Yet I didnt care. The hair stylists were very busy and most were very attractive Vietnamese women. Moving skillfully as they worked I couldnt help but notice how truly sexy they are. Some dressed in traditional attire others in more modern clothes. They softly swayed and rubbed their bodies against the male customers. Something about the traditional dress is very sexy. Somehow it shows off a soft feminine sensuality yet keeps everything well hidden. No bare skin needed for advertisement here of whats in the gift-wrapping. The tight dresses are very beautiful and display every curve of their tight, toned bodies. True masters of their chosen profession I absolutely had to get a hair cut.
I entered the salon and took a seat. As I waited, I watched the enchantresses work. Admiring the eye candy on display before me. I couldnt help thinking what animals they must be in bed. Knowing how to treat a man and exactly how to get what they want from one. While watching I thought about my mission and how could she possibly have her crisis? These women working in the shop definitely appeared to be true masters of manipulating the opposite sex. Turning a man into putty at will. I studied them intensely. Scrutinizing every subtle curve, the shape of their face, the way their lips tease one to just grab kiss them softly, the way their legs peaked out beneath their dresses and how tight and firm their little bodies were. Thinking about them naked caused a woody! Even worse it was my turn! Just my luck I get the only gay guy working there. This caused a very fortunate Wood Kill but not before some of the ladies saw it and smiled tantalizingly only to later look my way as they talked amongst them selves in Vietnamese, giggle and blush. I was helpless, already in the gay guys chair. Yet he still gave me a great hair cut. The entire time I was thinking Damn Society for making my turn be with the only male working in the place.
When he had finished cutting my hair, I noticed my date had arrived and was now waiting for me and was watching my ordeal from a seat outside. Guess I was easy for her to spot being the only Caucasian around. When I noticed her my jaw dropped. Everything about her was sexy, much more so than the girls in the hair salon. The shape of her face, her eyes, her lips, her arms, her long slender fingers, the gentle shape of her neck, her perfectly formed calves. Everything I could see absolutely screamed feminine sensuality. Even worse for me was that she too was wearing a traditional Chinese dress. It was everything I could do to prevent another hardwood from displaying itself in public. I knew I should have worn underwear for this very reason, yet the Wood must be free. In an attempt to advert more public advertisement I started mentally reciting Sun Tzu and thinking about how they would apply to this situation.
The masters saying A true master can defeat ones enemy without engaging in battle directly but by using covert means to accomplish his goals kept running though my mind. This definitely would be the course needed to help this lady advert the disaster of perpetual sexual frustration. Quickly I formed a plan in my head before we met. No, a direct frontal assault towards getting her aroused would not be my course of action. This battle would be slow and methodical. I would have to probe the perimeter for signs of weakness and soften her defenses before launching an all out attack on her G spot.
As we talked over dinner, I was completely mesmerized by how incredibly sexy she was. The conversation was over many things, never directly talking about sex or what she would like in bed. I guess such things are taboo in Asian culture. Yet, I did pick up on some hidden hints that she skillfully worked into her sentences. Trying very hard to keep mental notes of what might please her I subtly though clumsily hinted that the Wood is definitely up for the job. As time passed I found it increasingly difficult to keep the Wood under control. She was just some damn sexy! She too must have studied Sun Tzu and somehow learned how to apply the teaching to men. How in the world could she ever have such a crisis is beyond me. Any real man would promise and deliver the moon just to please her in bed.
After we finished eating she said she needed to go to the ladies room. I told her I would just go ahead and pay then meet her outside. I needed to focus and this was becoming increasingly difficult. The time outside would be a welcome break. I was extremely horny desperately needing a cigarette to help calm me down. As I stood out side the restaurant I watched an elderly Chinese couple walk by doing their shopping. Both smiling, walking hand in hand they frequently gazed at each other. One could easily see that they were still very deep in love. I thought someday I want to be as happy as they are. Suddenly an alarm goes off from behind! I turn to see my date had inadvertently set it off trying to use a door in the closed section of the restaurant. Completely embarrassed, she blushed and laughed uncontrollably as she hurried to the front door as the other patrons looked on. I guess she was as excited as I was over what was about to happen. As I led her to the car, I placed my hand on her lower back. What! She wasnt wearing any underwear! I had thought she was wearing a sexy thong or g-string when I didnt notice any panty lines through her dress. I lost all control and had a totally rock Hard Wood.
The ride to my place was almost a disaster. After leaving the parking lot and getting on the freeway, we started to talk more openly about sex. She noticed my teepee and asked if that was the Wood. Absolutely I told her and it is all yours tonight. Can I see it she asked? Sure but not right now was my reply. Surprisingly the inhibition barriers had been torn down and she was getting very aggressive. She gently placed her hand on the inside of my thigh then slowly rubbed it back and forth, up and down. Driving was getting more difficult especially when she began to stroke the wood in a most sensual manner with her fingertips. Up and down the pole she explored through my shorts. I was starting to get off when suddenly there was the all too common fast breaking situation in Houston traffic. I almost rear ended the car in front of me and shot a load at the same time. Fortunately neither happened. She hastily retreated her hand until we got to my place. Being glad I didnt wreck my truck, even more so I didnt blow my load all over myself I mentioned that we needed to get back safely and should try hard to refrain from teasing each other. Still she sat with a slightly playful and a very devious grin feeling happy that she definitely still had all of my attention. Some how even just sitting still listening to the radio she oozed a sensual grace.
Knowing I was in great danger of loosing all control to desire and ruining my plan I had to take desperate measures to regain control of the Wood. I concentrated on everything anti-sexy I could think of: Fat people, cottage cheese asses, naked old people anything! Mastery was regained and a Soft Wood fortunately developed, allowing me to concentrate on the indirect assault. I knew what I needed to do to fulfill her burning desire. In this case I was my own worst enemy. I wanted her NOW! It was plain to see in her eyes that she also wanted me please her just as desperately.
As soon as we entered my place I could control my self no longer. Grabbing her from behind and pulling her close, I started caressing her neck with my lips. Softly kissing every inch from her ears to her shoulders. Giggling at times and softly moaning at other times she eventually arched her heard back and gave me a taste of those incredible lips. Somehow we managed to make it to the bedroom before all of our clothes were off, so I had a little fun removing what was left on her. While passion flowed high I kissed the front of her neck giving a little nibble every now and then. While at the same time allowing my hands to explore her back from the waist up. The true mission was to remove her bra while keeping passion high. Only to discover she was undressing me while I stumbled on the dreaded triple hook. Eventually I got the damn thing off. Just before I was about to get some scissors and cutting the strap the hooks came loose. Why on Earth would a woman wear such an evil thing! These too should be against the law and replaced with Velcro. Finally off, the evil contraption landed somewhere on the floor setting her well shaped, soft, supple breast free.
We stood there in each others lustful arms kissing for a while. She slowly lay down on the bed. Somehow teasing, somehow tempting me to just dive in to this delicious dish. Her body language told me she wanted me now! She wasnt going to accept a no as an answer. For a meal to be properly cooked it is extremely important to preheat the oven properly I softly mentioned this to her. Reluctantly she complied and rolled over on her stomach as I had asked.
I lay beside her once again kissing and caressing every inch of her neck and back. Hitting every little spot and the ones she softly moaned on I hit a few more time for good measure. Working form her hair line down the center of her back to her waist then back up, from behind her ear to the ends of her arms I traveled. Laying hundreds of little kisses as I went as a trail to follow on the way back. Allowing my hands to roam free. All during the process, I think I found a switch or two.
Filling full of uncontrollable desire I really wanted to slip the Wood in from the rear. Not yet I thought to my self, this dish must be prepared correctly or it will be ruined. On I traveled down her legs, all over her calves to her feet, back up to her perfectly shaped ass, finding more buttons to push in my journey. It was sadly obvious that no man had ever given her this pleasure before. Her senses heightened and her desire peaking I had to change the pace and started giving her a back rub.
Working to relax her more and hence help her feel more at ease. I dropped it a notch and started working gently down her spine with my thumbs removing any tension that I found. Reaching her rear end I moved my hands apart and worked back up the sides of her back. Not stopping at the shoulders, work continued down her arms and back again to her lovely neck. Now she was putty in my hands. The tide of battle had shifted in my favor. Moving down to her feet I massaged. Once there she rolled over and I continued on the soles and toes. Working her cute little arch and around those sexy ankles. I tenaciously applied all of my skill.
Remaining focused it was time for the next stage and to raise her sensual awareness once again. What better weapon is there for such a task than to give a sensual massage? Ever so slightly I changed from a regular relaxing massage to a sensual one. Hitting every switch and erogenous button I had previously found. Gently but firmly my hands worked their magic. Slowly but deliberately getting closer to her vaginal area and breast with each pass. Softly she coed, like a dove. Moaning in delight as I caressed her womanhood with one hand and her nipple with the other. Letting my fingers explore down below I slowly made circles around her nipples. Ever so lightly I worked her clitoris and gently stroked around her vulva. Being extremely careful not to use too much pressure at first I began to hit the main switch. At the same time, I was playing with her nipple with my tongue. All to keep her body confused as to which sensation to enjoy the most. Think I caused a sensory overload because she started repeatedly thrusting her pelvis forward and virtually had a river flowing.
Not being able to take anymore she went on the offensive. Forcing me down on my back, she put her attack plan into action. Her goal was to make me so horny and exploding with desire that woodworking would begin. Hard and throbbing it was but in this battle of mind over matter I was winning. It was my goal to really get her off and that is all that mattered. I wasnt going to surrender to lust so easily.
She gently began stroking my member, treating it like a sacred object. First she sniffed it I found this rather odd, then started slowly licking my pole like and ice cream cone. Sensations ran up and down my spin as she worked her magical tongue around and around my shaft. Oh how skilled she was! Making my toes curl as she flicked her tongue on my rim, then around it and down again. She did this a few times, for how long I dont know. I was enjoying it too much. Then she sucked my little head into her delicate mouth. Giving me the most incredible sensation of a gentle sucking while still exploring my pole with her tongue. Taking more and more of the wood with each pass eventually she had all of me down. Somehow she managed to flatten out her tongue so it would rub just right between my penis head and the base of my shaft. This lady knew exactly what she was doing, bringing me to the edge of climax then using her mouth like a vice at the base of my penis head to stop it. Oh how this teasing made me shudder all over!
She tortured me in this manner for seemed like an eternity. Now it was my turn to return the favor! Still refusing to give in and just take her, I launched my lower attack. Her clean-shaven pussy made me want to eat it all the more. Oh how hard it is to maintain control! What would master Tzu do?
She parted her legs in the most graceful and inviting manner I had ever seen. Allowing me full access to her womanhood. Down I went. A special treat this was going to be, more for me than for her. For some reason her honey had stopped flowing. Guess that was a good thing, I thought to myself, she might be dehydrated shortly. In this skirmish the objective is the clitoris and no it cant be taken by a direct assault either my mind told me.
Using my hands to help hold her legs apart I explored her using every part of my tongue. Working slowly and deliberately around her vaginal opening, tickling the spot between her vagina and her anus and up the other side. Being very careful to avoid the clitoris. I probed the defenses around it. Making another round this time. I gave it an occasional tickle and a teasing poke into her vagina. She giggled and said it felt like a worm, so I did it again and wiggled it like one just for fun. Discovering I found a few spots more sensitive than others. I hit them again this time using my thumb, to stimulate her rising mound at the same time. Flattening out my tongue I lapped her juices in as I stroked her hairless pussy with it. I opened my eyes to see the most beautiful site. Her clit had swollen and looked like a tiny rose bud. How could I resist this morsel? Holding back her hood with a couple of fingers I probed the flowers edges. Gently teasing it and making her shudder in ecstasy. I worked every side and every possible angle for a very long time. Sometimes circling it, sometimes crossing it, sometimes leaving it to make another lap and lap up more of her sweet honey. Flicking it back and forth with my tongue I decided to use a secret oral weapon. Giving her the ultimate stimulation possible. Gently I placed my lips around her and blew out just enough to not have any air escape, then sucked her in my lips. I did this a couple of time with little noticeable results other than an increased pleasurable moaning sound. Time for the daisy cutter! Round again I went, once back I roughed my tongue, flattened it out and ran it up and down over her budding clitoris, lapping her womanly juices on the return trip. This got a reaction! Now she was moaning loudly and bucking like she had gone mad. I was barely able to hold on for my life! Torturing her a little while longer, not giving in to her pleas for me to stop, she soon climaxed covering my face.
Too much stimulation in just one spot can be a bad thing, especially on something as complex as a woman. Up I ventured again to caress her breast and stroke her gently. After all it was now round two and I had to keep her on the orgasmic plateau. Finding it difficult to stay away from her vaginal area I allowed one hand to stimulate her there, allowing her clit to bounce between my fingers tips, the other hand to caress one supple breast while I played with the other with my mouth. Triple stimulation got her in a way she had never known. Shuddering beneath my grasp she laid thoroughly enjoying every precious moment of pleasure I gave her.
I could resist temptation no longer, I had to go down for more of that definitely sweet and not at all sour sauce. Kissing her as I went I again returned to the Promised Land. Her vaginal lips were very swollen and her clit standing erect on guard duty. I probed its parameter and the vaginal boarder as she softly coed. Carefully avoiding touching the guard post, I worked diligently for about 15 minutes. Then I attacked, holding nothing back. After all this is war! Once again, I held her hood back while I traced the alphabet out a couple of times over the budding rose. I chucked to myself thinking I was making alphabet soup. The river flowed once again! She started bucking and demanding for me to fuck her NOW! Yet still I refused. It was indeed time for my last pussy-eating weapon to be deployed. Again I gently blew and sucked her clitoris in and out of my mouth. Her pelvic thrusting became wilder telling me it was time! After 4 or 5 more times I sucked her in and began flicking her ultimate pleasure spot with every part of my tongue I could conceivably use. Every millimeter of every part I stroked while sucking. She could control herself no more. Her legs locked together around my head like a vice. With almost super human strength she lifted me up as she convulsed wildly. She let go only long enough to force her pussy over my nose then latched on again. I couldnt breath. Her cum was going up my nose and all over my face. With a death grip I pulled her legs apart so I could go back for more. She locked her legs so tightly together I think I heard my skull crack. Frantically grabbing my head she pulled me up and absolutely demanded I stop and give it her NOW!
Feeling obliged to comply and about to explode I gave in to her demands. After all I had just won two very decisive victories. As the saying goes its not nice to keep a lady waiting but they never said anything about sexually pleasing one to the point that borders torture!
Going down on a clean-shaven pussy is something I love to do. Being able to give pleasure to a woman in this manner really turns me on. Yet I needed a break, I was tongue-tied and my wood was petrified. It was definitely time to launch the final assault on the G-spot. First it had to be found with a very methodical search pattern. Remember an indirect attack is often the best plan.
As much as I wanted to probe her womanhood with my painfully erect and throbbing manliness, I had to hold back. She needed a slight rest and I was going to allow her that privilege well sort of.
Gently I caressed her waist, holding her in both hands and working them up to her bosom. Drinking in the perfect example of American beauty that was mine for the taking. Oh how lucky I was! Those incredibly sexy legs, that pretty face, the firm breast, perfect body, and that incredibly attractive pussy was all mine to enjoy. She desperately wanted me in her. I absolutely wanted to pound her brains out and tickle her belly button from the inside. No, this most certainly could not be rushed. This moment with this lady is to be cherished. She came to me seeking the best sensual pleasure I could possibly give her. I most certainly wasnt going to deny her that gift.
In total admiration for her feminism I stared. Trying to figure out my next step I figured I had better do something fast before she starts to come down too far off her orgasmic plateau. Men truly are the weaker of the two sexes. A woman can have multiple orgasms back to back and reach a point where they stay in total ecstasy. Sometimes they can have one just by thinking about having good sex. What man can do that? Maybe thats a good thing for it is well known men think about sex almost all the time, could be quite messy after all. Ladies take pity on us.
Coming back to the job at hand I began to caress her ample bosom again and kiss her neck. Tasting those incredibly inviting lips. Sneaking a peek at her longing eyes, I knew she was not going to be denied, not today. I started teasing her clit again with the head of my penis. Gently rubbing it back and forth over her, getting even more excited watching her breast heave with great expectation. I took one more look at what was now certainly mine and slowly slid it in a little. Only entering couple of inches was my goal. To get in that much and slowly work, just enough to give her a little tease and make her want me more if that was possible. It did. She wrapped her perfectly shaped legs around my waist and forced full entry with her back arched. It took all of my self-control not to begin pounding her right there and then. It had to start off slow. It had to remain sensual and soft. There was a mission objective to be had before any self-indulgence could be allowed.
The hunt was on for her G-spot. I probed one area of her vaginal canal after another. Where could it be? I couldnt find it in the missionary position, so we tried sideways first left then right. Still no luck, still I had to keep her peaking some how. I decided a little nipple rubbing and some deep stroking might help. This kept her really juicy. We again changed to doggy style. The elusive pleasure zone had to be found. Methodically I searched with my tool.
She gave me a real surprise in the doggy position. She told me to be still and started working the wood herself! Wow what a turn on! I leaned back and watched her work the wood in near perfection. She would ease back taking in as much wood as possible, then while contracting her vaginal muscles she would move forward. Slowly and methodically she worked the wood, slowly increasing her pace but never loosing her grip. She turned me over got on top and did it this way too! Not sure which was getting me off more, watching her tight shaved pussy slide over my cock grabbing it or the very pleasurable feeling she was giving me. It felt like I was being milked and I loved the sensation she was giving me. Simply incredible!
It was time to change positions again she was getting very tired. I was enjoying myself too much for my own good. I lovingly lay her on her back and pull her over to the side of the bed to where her pelvis was at the edge. Pulling her legs up and apart I saw that inviting coochie again and fell into temptation. I just had to go down again for good measure. I probed it edges and dropped my most intimate weapon again. Oh how she flowed!
Working my way up once again I inserted the wood for a good wood working session. Flexing my penis muscle with every out stroke, I made my dick head swell inside her to churn her butter! Lowering her hips in my arms to really work her front vaginal wall I hit pay dirt! The elusive G-spot was finally found and I was going to work it for everything I had. I could feel the area rise up and get rougher with each pass. I alternated between deep stroking and short thrust, concentrating on the ultimate female pleasure zone. She was holding her legs back by herself now, allowing me full access to work my magic. For helping me out I gave her a special treat. While maintaining the same alternating rhythm I got my thumb moist and began stimulating her clit while she caressed her own breast. This sight Ill never forget. She was in pure ecstasy. I wanted to keep her there as long as possible. Harder and faster I worked. I was really getting off on seeing her this way. Frantically I moved my thumb over her clit. Her moans became loader, her back arched convulsively. She became frantic as her honey flowed. Still I worked diligently at my duty now more frantic now than ever. Trying hard to hang on, it was getting extremely difficult and intense. Suddenly I was climaxing too! A feeling of extreme pleasure covered us, a huge release of pent up sexual energy filled her completely.
We lay on the bed for a few moments, side-by-side, unable and unwilling to move. Completely wore out and only interested in enjoying the moment. She gets up and goes into the bathroom to cleanup, as do I. Then I poured us a couple glasses of wine, brought them back to the bedroom where I find her luscious body laying own again. As she sipped her glass, I lovingly stroke her body. She tells me that she really cant move so I roll her over so I can rub her back one more time to prolong her pleasure just a little longer. I took her finished glass, placed it on the nightstand, then continued to give her a rub down. Big Mistake this innocent afterthought of prolonging her enjoyment made her want to go at it again. I was completely helpless, giving in to her desires. But that is another story.
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