Adventures of a Chinese Girl in America

I came to this country without any ideo of what sex was. I was 18 years old. I known that that sounds awful, but my parents made very sure that my sister Ching and I led a sheltered life while we lived in China. Well, they didn't care so much about me; you see, Ching was always their favorite. She was always the beautiful one, one year older and with the most perfect body you could imagine. Her breasts, thighs, legs, everything was perfect; guys would come to see her in China, but quickly learned that they wouldn't get far. In short, she was the perfect daughter and overall girl; now how was I supposed to compete with that?

My name is Ming. I weigh over 130 pounds; I'm not fat, but not incredably skinny either. I have a snaggle tooth, annoying laugh, and a sadly low IQ; unable to compete with Ching in looks, brains, or anything else. While I know that I'm not painting the best picture of myself, I am trying to be brutally honest; and I was telling the truth when I said we knew nothing about sex.

With a life as sheltered as the one Ching and I had, hormones could be kept under control. Then, father got a new job; and we were shipped over to America. At the time, I knew little English; and was considered nearly retarded at my school. I would often come to school in dresses too short for my own good, and became the prime target of local bully Dexter. He would sit across from me in school, whispering 'I want to fuck you' and bringing on feelings that I had never known before. I had no idea what he was talking about, but I was soon to learn. My hormones had been building for over 18 years and were about to start overflowing.

The dam finally burst one day as I was walking home from school. I passed some boy band poster, and the guy had on really tight jeans. Suddenly, I started feeling funny 'down there.' I was leaning upon a street post at the time, and suddenly found myself really rubbing against it. My pussy got wet as I rubbed my panties against the post, my skirt fully lifted up. I was in a trance looking at the guy in the poster, only taken out of it as I noticed people were watching. Breaking from the trance, I quickly hurried home.

Fortunately, I had befriended a girl named Holly; who was something of a slut. She told me what the feeling I had was, and how a man's cock could help to cure me. She even showed me a picture of a rather large penis, and I began feeling horny again; relaizing that I wanted, needed one of those things in me immediately. I had to find out more, so I went to the source.

The source turned out to be a middle aged whore named Ginger. When I arrived, a man was trying to haggle with her for a freebie before he had to go to the dentist; after he left, she changed another man's appointment time from a Thursday to Friday, then focused her eyes on me. 

"I don't do lesbos," was her response, though I quickly explained that I just wanted to know some things about sex.

After that, old Ginger was more than helpful. Over the next few weeks she told me every sick position and story. Everything she knew, and it was a lot, suddenly becmame my knowledge; and my pussy ached with anticipation as I dreamed of all those twisted things happening to me. As I left, she told me again how bad guys really need it; and thus I struck out. I had gone from innocent chinese girl to horny sex goddess in a matter of months.

I was less than discreet about my goal. I would go up to guys in the hallway and ask them to fuck me. I even approached one guy while he was with his girlfriend. Hoping to make good with her, he pushed me away and on the floor like a dirty whore. Somewhat of a setback, but I must admit I liked being roughed around. The guys were all pussies. Not one of them had the guts to take me in the bathroom; to pump my virgin pussy full of cock. I yearned to get fucked, as hard as possible, with wet dreams being a regular occurance. For some time, however, it didn't happen; and then I came to Dexter.

Dexter had always been a mischeif maker, and at first I didn't trust him. But he did keep whispering he wanted to fuck, and I really needed one. Thus, one day, he approached me. He asked if I was really looking to get laid. When I said yes, he said he would do it for me as a favor.

Enthusiastically, I thanked him and jumped his bones as quickl as a could. "Hold me, fuck me" I moaned, as I slid his hand down into my already wet panties. For a moment he humored me, even twisting my head aside and licking my ear. Then, out of nowhere, he pushed me on the ground. He shoved me so hard I had a hard time getting up. My head was aching, and my pussy throbbing from all the anticipation.

He explained that we couldn't do it there, in the middle of the school hallway, because we might get caught. I told him it was a good idea, and he furthur explained that he would meet me at the McDonalds that night. His uncle worked there, and could get him in the play area after dark. He then left, and I waited for the rest of the day in fevered anticipation.

That night, I met Dexter as he specified at the McDonalds play area. We weren't even fully in the door an he had my sweater off, groping my tits from under my bra. He threw me on the ground again and undid his belt, I pumped my legs in anticipation. He came over, and out of nowhere started dry humping my head. crazy as it sounds I loved it, and I loved it even more as he jerked me up and started slapping my boob.

"Kinky bitch" he said "You're a fucking whore, you need to be spanked. With that, he bent me over his knee and pulled up my skirt. He then yanked my panties way up in my ass; it hurt a bit, but I loved it. Then, he started spanking me; and I begged him not to stop. To spank me harder, to call me a whore. Then, he stopped. Unaware of what to do, I begged him to keep on; and began humping his leg.

"Hold on you pathetic bitch, I've got something for you." He pulled out a blindfold, and I willingly put it on. He then jerked me up, and I felt a cold metal pole slide down my back; he pulled up my panties again, and began spanking my ass. Slowly, he slid the panties down. I heard him say "watch this" as he shoved his finger deep in my ass. I moaned, "fuck yeah." Suddenly, it was if I was levitating off the ground. I realized I was tied up, the entire upper half of my body bonded by ropes and my eyes still blinded by the blindfold. On the lower half, I was completely naked; my horny ass dangling, it seemed in mid air!

Then, it came; I thought it must have been the longest, hardest cock in the world jammed right in my pussy. I screamed in delight, yelling "Fuck me yeah, fuck my pussy, I'm your slut, fuck me hard and fuck me deep!" Suddenly, the cock went deeper; and I managed to get a hand free of the ropes to grope my breasts. This kept up for a long time; and as it pulled out I was nearly exhausted.

I thought I heard laughing then, but I couldn't pay attention long as the pole I was on quickly spun around and the cock went up my ass. Some say anal hurts, and it does; but I loved it, begging Dexter to dig deeper and loosen my virgin ass. This kept up for a while, and suddenly the levitation was over and I dropped to the floor.

When I woke up the next morning, the bonds were looser. I took them, and the blindfold, off and looked down. A big, metal pole, like the one I was tied to, was jammed up mu pussy. I suddenly realized that Dexter had played another of his sick jokes. He, and a bunch of friends, had tied me up and molested me with a pole; and I loved every second of it! Right as I realized what happened, the janiter of the McDonalds walked in.