"Hey Eilleen, the folks at Team USA confirmed you have been selected to go to the 2022 Winter Olympics!" Eilleen's coach, Joseph Lema, beamed with pride as he handed her the stack of confirmatory paperwork for Eilleen to participate in the big air, halfpipe and slopestyle events in the upcoming Winter Olympics. Eilleen was Joseph's pride and joy and at just eighteen years old, she stood an excellent chance of winning three gold medals for USA. It also didn't hurt that Eilleen Gu was beautiful, and even though Joseph would never admit it, he couldn't help but fantasize about his student's silky smooth long legs and perfectly proportioned, lithe and athletic body. Her face was an exotic blend of East and West: her pale face, brown eyes, tall nose and high cheekbones stood in beautiful harmony with her dark brown hair interspersed with golden highlights. In short, she was a walking wet dream, and any one with decent eyesight could not deny that, not even her thirty-five year old coach.
Eilleen's eyes shot up in delight as she basked in the recognition of her skiing abilities. This was what she had trained for throughout her teenage years: the Winter Olympics. And now it was all within reaching distance. Then she hesitated and a knot formed at her throat. "Thanks coach, I'll take that and get back to you later. When do I have to sign these papers?"
"Umm, I think we have plenty of time - at least four months before we get these signed papers back to Team USA."
"Ok, thanks coach," Eilleen softly replied, as she quickly turned around to avoid giving Joseph any signs of betrayal. While she had dreamt of representing Team USA in the Winter Olympics since she was a little girl, her mom and grandma had been talking about her representing Team China for the past few months. "It's going to be a much more lucrative opportunity," her grandma persuaded her in her northern-accented Mandarin. "You could probably make upwards of five million dollars from endorsements in China and be set for life with money you earned yourself!" She continued, "You would be just one of many in Team USA. However, in China, you would be a trailblazer and a shining beacon of overseas Chinese coming home to represent China."
Eilleen grimaced as she considered how her teammates and coaches would feel if she betrayed them and represented China. She needed some time to ponder this decision and analyze it from different perspectives. Consequently, when her mom mentioned that the coach for Team China was keen to meet her in person in Beijing, Eilleen quickly said yes without a second thought.
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"Can we please have sex tonight?" John pleaded with Eilleen, as they took a pause from their heavy making out. Eilleen was due to fly to Beijing with her mom the next morning, and John came by their house to say bye, get in a make-out session and hopefully bust a nut. John was a few years older than Eilleen, and a semi-pro skier in college. He met Eilleen when they both were training and was struck by her beauty, wit and intelligence. He, like most guys he knew in New England, were white liberal folks who supported racial equality on the condition that white people like him remained in charge. In his mind, it was only natural that beautiful and multi-talented girls like Eilleen would end up picking guys like him. After all, his ancestors had arrived in New England on one of the first ships and built this country with their bare hands after annihilating the Native Indians through war, rape, plunder and disease. That said, he believed in gender equality and obtaining express consent from the girl before any sexual encounters.
"Please can we do it tonight?" John begged again. His skinny dick was already stiff-hard after a few minutes of making out and Eilleen lay on her queen sized bed and clad in only her black bra and thong. Her long, tanned, silky-smooth legs drove him mad with lust, and he resorted to begging for sex like a panting dog. In John's eyes, Eilleen was an exotic goddess who had not yet discovered how hot she was. If he didn't try to bang her now, he was afraid she was going to move on to bigger and better things.
Eilleen was young and sexually inexperienced - having only had two boyfriends and still remained a virgin - and most of her spare time was spent training for the Winter Olympics. As a result, she had grown up as a bit of a tomboy but had blossomed at the ripe age of eighteen years old into a beautiful young woman. She knew she was attractive (and had been approached for modeling endorsements already), but more importantly she had big dreams for herself. She was going to conquer the world of skiing, be financially independent, and be a role model of what a beautiful, strong woman should be. But first, she had to lose her virginity. It wasn't cool for a skier and model like herself to still be a virgin. Most of her friends at school had already lost their virginities, and she felt like the odd one out - not being able to participate in these girl-talk conversations.
'
John is a good guy overall
,' Eilleen mused to herself, as her right hand absentmindedly stroked John's stiffy. His pale, skinny body was tense with excitement, as the girl of his dreams gave him a handjob. '
He has always been there for me and has been really supportive throughout the last few years. Training is going to really dial up with the Winter Olympics around the corner, and I doubt I will see him afterwards if I win my medals and am at college.
'
Her large, brown eyes, shaded under the heavy mascara and eyeliner she liked to wear, gazed at John, and she asked him with a soft voice, "Do you have a condom ready?"
"Yes!" John excitedly jumped up and dashed to his bedside drawer. He ripped it open, causing it to nearly break, and shakily held a box of Trojan condoms. "Here it is - let me open it and put it on."
"Oooh, let me see that actually." Eilleen's long, feminine fingers grasped the condom packet and examined it closely. She tore it open, and held the wet, sticky condom. "Eww, yuck. It's so sticky and smells like plastic," she exclaimed in surprise before dumping the condom to John. John sometimes masturbated with a condom on, while fantasizing fucking Eilleen's hot body, so he was familiar with condoms and quickly put it on his penis.
"Do you want me on top, or you on top?" John lamely asked Eilleen. He had previously had sex with his ex-girlfirend and had secretly scored a couple lucky hook-ups at college behind Eilleen's back, but still was overall not skilled at the art of sex and avoided taking charge.
Eilleen fashioned herself as a strong feminist, and while she may have secretly wanted to have been taken by a strong man, she would never admit that out loud. "Let me get on top," she responded. She stood up and gently pushed John on the bed. Eilleen gave John a slow, sensual strip dance and slipped her black thong off her toned, athletic body. She placed her hand on her shaved pussy mound in anticipation. '
This is the moment where I become a woman,