Adventures of a Chinese Girl in America

"Sick bitch!" he yelled, as I quickly grabbed my clothes and ran out the door. As I hit the curb I fell, still naked, in the mud. My first sexual experiance was with a pole, and I was nude and muddy. Somehow, though, things didn't seem that bad. I had my first taste of sex and it was good.

I continued to try and get laid, though most dudes refused to touch me because of the pole thing (and, Holly said, because of my snaggle tooth); but I kept trying. My parents didn't know, they were too busy fawning over Ching; and my own out of control hormones got me in plenty of situations.

For instance, once a guy told me an orgy was going to be at his house that night. When he told me what an orgy was, I relaized that I had to be there. I followed the directions to his house, and went out by his rather luxurious pool. I heard a voice whispering, it told me to get naked and stand in the pool. I did this, faintly noticing punch bowles and baloons all around. I secretly hoped that it wouldn't take the guys long to eat, so they could get to fucking me quicker. I felt especially horny as the warm pool water touched my exposed pussy, my horniness reached a fever pace as I saw figures approaching. Then, lights turned on and people started singing "Happy Birthday." Tricked again, I was in the middle of somebody's birthday party! Everyone gasped as they saw me, and before long I was at the cops.

Holly bailed me out of jail, and was quick to tell me I was one of the town's leading perverts. There were rumors that I once tried to fuck every guy in China, and that I had diseases exclusive to the Moray Eel. I paid the rumors no mind. After all, how could I do all that if I couldn't even get laid?

Another awkward situation occured at the local amusement park, where I once went with Holly. I got on a stand up roller coaster, and quickly found that the belt buckle was lodged in my pussy. Talk about a ride! I rode that coaster six times, to a screaming orgasm each time.

It was about this time that I started hanging around boys' locker rooms, to smell balls and hopefully get lucky. Then, one day, I hear a moaning come from one of the showers. Slowly, I approached; to see a rather geeky guy doing something to himself in a corner. I touched his shoulder, and he spun around; blowing a load right in my face. Finally, I'd been given a facial!

"Is that for me?" I asked, leaning in to blow him off. He said no and pushed me away, claiming that he was just masturbating, that's all. I asked what that was, he said I should know, and then he explained it to me. Suddenly, it hit me! I could get off without having a man help me! I waited for the rest of the day in anticipation, grinding my legs and waiting to get home. I ran inside my room as quickly as I could, and locked the door.

"Oh Mr, you cant pull that out here" I said in a girly voice. "Ill pull it out if I want to, you bitch" I ripped off my own sweater, and began slapping my breasts like Dexter had done. Suddenly, I was face down on the bed; ripping off my panties and shoving my fingers in my throbbing cunt. I screamed as loud as I wanted, I didn't care, as I fantasized about pretty much everybody I knew.

Over the next few weeks, I mastered the art of frigging my pussy. Once, I decided to hump my bedpost. That was a bad idea, as it split my pussy a bit and dropped me on the floor. My dad drove me to the hospital, not questioning and figuring the less he knew the better. It wouldn't be the last time. Next, I decided to shove a pen up my ass for kicks; it got stuck, and I had another awkward ride with dad. 

By this point, I was humping anything. Tables, chairs, TVs (heavy static preferred), my old stuffed animals; while using dildos, banannas, and the remote control on my ever expanding cunt. I also got into internet porn; spending every evening fingering myself violently to a variety of sick images. Yet my favorite thing to do was go to the porn shop. Holly knew where it was, and we would go together to get porno mags and lube. 

What I really wnated, however, was this life sized doll that the porn store owners kept in the back. It looked like a real guy, and I longed to have it for my own. Yet was too expensive, and for the moment I had more fleshy items on my mind. Ching had recently introduced her boyfriend to us, and I longed to have him. Obviously she hadn't put out, and he was as frustrated as me. Thus, I decided, he would be the perfect dude.

One day, while he was at our house waiting for my sister to get back from dance practice, I made my move. First, I asked if he wanted a shoulder rub; thinking it was innocent enough he accepted, not knowing I had slipped off my underwear and was preparing myself. Slowly, I began moving down his chest; unable to help myself, I began kissing him while touching myself.

He pushed me off, yet I begged him to do me. I told him how I thought of him when I touched myself, how I would do anything he wanted and Ching would never know. Still he resisted, and as I kept on he eventually left the house. Frustrated, I ran up and fixed myself a nice bath. Thinking of him, I took the scrubber and shoved it in my pussy. Before long I was screaming his name, crying, and fucking myself like the most pathetic whore in the world. Then I looked up, and my father stared right at me. He ran off, and I realized the already awkward relationship had become much worse.

Things were horrible now, all I could think about was getting laid. I had done alright by myself for like 7 times a day, but I needed more! I finally got it at the senior prom. At first, the night started out awful; the punch was horrid and I was kicked out for indecent exposure. On the way out, however, I noticed Bill the janitor. He wasn't the most attractive man, but I figured what the hell. I grabbed him, and before long we were in the closet. He ripped my clothes off, and shoved all 3 inches of himself into me. I moaned with delight; it was easily the best 25 seconds of my life. As I left, I thanked him; and he, surprisingly, gave me some money.

Now, finally, I had the cash to buy that doll! With Holly I purchased it, and then brought it home quickly. I asked her to try it out first, and she did. Holly claimed that it rode better than any man she'd been with, and I hopped on before she could finish the sentance. I fucked that doll until my pussy and ass were both sore, then I found the vibrating switch. That added even more fun!

With my doll, fingers, and whatever else; I'm a very content girl now. Maybe one day I'll think about deeper stuff, but right now all I care about is getting laid. And, since a bad experiance with a stapler fractured my uterus, I now can't have babies; so I can pretty much do what I want. Ching may be the prettiest and best loved of us two, but I don't care; as long as I'm getting off with something or someone, I won't ever care again.