Author's Note: All characters are over the age of 18. This story is a work of fiction. Please do not republish on other platforms without my express permission.
This took longer than I thought because I completely changed the second half. Sorry for the delay!
Constructive criticism welcomed. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!!
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After her extracurricular activities from the day before, Yvonne Strahovski needed some downtime. She really wanted to explore all that nature had to offer here in China so she signed up for a little jungle tour. Since it was going to be pretty warm, she opted for a simple sundress this time.
Truth be told, she was still a little sore. She feels a bit embarrassed as she thinks of the homeless man's penis and how he got her off so easily. At most, the guys she'd been with managed to last long enough for two orgasms, but that bum gave her three!
She shakes her head. Now wasn't the time for such filthy thoughts! There was an excursion to enjoy. Despite her condition, Yvonne easily kept up with the guide thanks to her regular cardio. The other tourists weren't doing so well as they had to frequently stop and wait for them to catch up.
Luckily, none of the Western tourists recognized her because she had on some large sunglasses and her long hair was hidden under a ball cap. She made sure they weren't too expensive looking as to not draw too much attention. Yet, she caught the eyes of the men in the group who unsuccessfully tried to hide their wandering eyes. She thought it was amusing how they would do this right next to their wives like they were being sneaky. It seemed like last night had lit a fire in her because the actress walked with a sway in her hips. She would occasionally stretch her arms upwards, pushing her chest forward, showing off her flexible body. Even the tour guide was sporting a tent in his pants which he attempted to hide with his map. Damn, she was having too much fun.
It was getting late in the day and Yvonne wanted to see the other side of the river. However, at their sluggish pace, she feared they wouldn't make it. She asked the guide and he confirmed her suspicions, saying they were about to turn back soon. He could see she wanted to explore more so he gave her directions to a local boat guy who could ferry her across. Thanking him, she went on her way, but not before lowering her sunglasses and giving him a flirtatious wink.
The boat was easy to find along the shoreline. It was tethered to a wooden pole and was currently attended to by a man with shoulder-length grey hair who was washing the hull.
He must have heard her approaching because he stops what he is doing and looks towards her. The man was probably in his seventies, having a leathery face which was tanned and worn from the sun. He was just as small as the other Chinese men in the city, but he had a vitality about him as a result of his profession. The man takes the towel around his neck and pats his face.
"Hello! That's a nice boat you have there."
"Er...boat...yes. You sail?" He replies in broken English with a smile.
She raises an eyebrow, but realizes it was probably a bit much for her to expect someone in the Chinese countryside to know perfect English. At least he could communicate. It was best to keep it simple.
"Um...Ming. Do you know Ming? The tour guide?"
His eyes light up as he nods. "Uh, yes! Ming...Ming! Tour, yes. F-friend!"
"Yeah, that's right. Ming...he said you-" Yvonne starts as she points at him then at herself. "-help me. Sail across."
The man's eyes follow her index finger to the other shoreline.
He then looks at her and nods vigorously. "Ah, yes, yes! I-I help you! Sail. I good! Come...come!"
The little man shuffles to the boat and stretches out his arms, inviting her to hop on.
"Ah, thank you."
She approaches and he gently takes her hand as she steps onto the wooden vessel. It was a basic boat and she briefly wondered if it could hold them, but her sailor looked trustworthy enough. If he was confident in his abilities, then she would believe him. Yvonne takes her seat across from him as the man takes the two paddles and begins to row.
The wildlife and fauna were teeming with life and she really enjoyed taking it all in. In fact, she didn't even realize they were halfway across the lake when she feels an intense gaze on her. There was no one around so there was only one person. Yvonne glances out of the corner of her eye at the old man who was clearly gawking at her. Specifically, her legs.
She was seated where her body was facing the right side. The position had the secondary effect of raising the hem of her dress to give him a rather great view of her toned calves.
A mischievous part of her, which had only grown more emboldened from yesterday's activities, was tempted to tease him. She saw that he didn't have a ring on him. Maybe he was a widower or a lifelong bachelor. Whatever the case, he probably hadn't seen much action recently. Maybe she could have some fun here.
She pretends to stretch her body upwards as she yawns, pushing out her chest and legs. The boat was small enough for her to reach across and run her bare foot up his clothed leg.
"Oh!"
His rowing rhythm is interrupted as he briefly stops moving.
"Hm? Is there something wrong?" She asks with a coy smile.
The man stutters as he looks down and up at her several times. His mouth was agape, but no coherent sounds came out. She was amused at his confusion and decides to tease him further.
"Oh, don't mind me. I'm just stretching my legs. The view is just beautiful, wouldn't you agree?"
"Oh...yes...yes!" The man replies as his small eyes trail up her winding, tanned leg, still thinking she hadn't seen him.
She hears him gasp as her legs part a couple of inches. The heat rises to her cheeks as she realizes he could probably see a hint of her pink panties. Yvonne bites her lips. What if she decided to go commando today? How would he react to seeing her pussy? He would likely cum on the spot!
The Hollywood actress then moves her body, pretending to try and get a look at something in the distance. Meanwhile, her left foot glides up to his crotch.
"Wow, the waters are surprisingly turbulent!" Yvonne exclaims, acting as if she were losing her balance so she could rub the front of his pants.
He groans lowly as he hunches over. "Ooohhh! P-please!"
"Hm? Oh, poor thing! Does it hurt?" She asks, feigning ignorance, as she looks at him. "Do you want me to help you out?"
He looks up with his mouth agape. "H-help? You...h-help?"
"Yes! Help. I'm sure you wouldn't mind. He certainly doesn't!" Her right foot was now overtly pressing along his throbbing cock. She could feel the heat radiating through his pants.
Yvonne glances behind and sees that they were about fifteen minutes from land. "Ah, I guess I'll have to speed things up."
She was still a novice at this so it took her a couple of minutes to fish out his cock from his pants. It was a bit small and wrinkled, but the touch of her lower digits was bringing it back to life.
"Mmm, not bad..." Yvonne mutters, trying to be nice. She wasn't expecting it to be a thing of beauty, but it was definitely unkempt. As her right foot rubs the side of his length, her left foot attempts to massage his balls...which were very hairy.
Her efforts were a bit clumsy since she was an amateur, yet the old man was enjoying it as his eyes flutter. He lets out some low groans as she raises her left foot to sandwich his member between her soles. Despite how bad it looked, the situation itself was what made it hot for her. She was just using her feet and was responding so strongly.
He lets out a pained howl and she decides to end his suffering. Yvonne uses her big toes to strategically apply pressure as she strokes him up and down.
"Ho...hah..."
Sensing his incoming release, she redoubles her efforts as the boat rocks from their movements. The old man had stopped rowing at this point and he lifts his hip an inch above his seat as he tries to thrust between her feet. The blonde woman then stimulates the head of his cock with her big toe by circling around the ridge.
That does the trick because the man lets out a ragged cry as he throws his pelvis sharply up into the air. His load flies into the air, landing on her feet and on the wooden boards. She was staring at her feet which were glistening with his cum. The first thought that entered her mind was how much he let loose and how erotic it looked. A sudden noise awakes her from her reverie. They had made it to shore.
Yvonne chuckles to herself as she sees the man leaning back, stunned from their little session. She dips her feet into the water then puts on her sandals and begins to walk. The actress pauses and looks back saying, "I'll be back."
He gives a light groan which she interprets as an acknowledgment. It was a fun little adventure and Yvonne could still feel the adrenaline in her veins. It was one thing to fool around in a dark alleyway, but to do that so out in the open...
She swears when she realizes her panties were soaked! Looking around, she quickly pulls it down and throws it into the bushes. Not the most eco friendly disposal, maybe it could be a lucky little gift for a scavenger. The woman sighs contentedly as she feels the fresh air between her legs.
"Ah, better. Much better! Now, let's get on with it!"
Yvonne had a great time touring the rest of the sights and taking in all that China had to offer. It was all so fascinating to her and she took a lot of pictures for later.
She garnered a lot of attention from the locals, many of whom acted like they'd never seen an American woman in the flesh. They likely didn't even know she was a Hollywood actress, yet they treated her like one as they asked to pose for pictures. Who was she to refuse such eager requests?
Many of them were short so when they placed their arms around her, their hands would inevitably land on her waist. Yvonne tried not to dwell too much on the fact that she was commando, but just their proximity was making her a bit randy. There was only a thin material separating their hands from her skin.
She would pretend to shift her legs to rub her thighs together. This only made her more antsy as she had to bite back her mewls of pleasure. There was no way she could stay here for too long. The boat guy was waiting for her. She excuses herself, claiming the heat was getting to her and the locals waved enthusiastically as she left.
Yvonne straightens her dress and she sees the old man. He looks up as she approaches and bows.
"Hello."
