Kim was perfect in every way. The stereotypical immigrant's daughter who busts her ass to make it ahead, so that her parents' suffering of getting to the west wasn't in vain. She was top of the class, star of track and field, the student president, and extremely gorgeous. She had a lean athletic body. Her skin was the same shade as caramel chocolate (and she looked just as good). From all her working out, she had a nice little round butt. And, despite all her activities, she still managed to help with the family convenient store. Yup, my girlfriend was perfect...Too perfect...
My name is...let's just call me Brian for the purposes of this tale. I was an athletic, handsome, bi-racial basketball player at Highschool. As you would about imagine, Kim dating me was beyond just my looks. In fact Kim, despite being a great person, had a dark side. Kim was always on the lookout to advance herself (socially, politically, etc). Dating me, a popular basketball player and generally considered one of the best looking guys in school, seemed to me like a relationship that was more of a status symbol.
I loyally dated Kim all four years of Highschool. Despite my good looks and charm, i didn't chase other girls (despite MANY offers being made). Some days, Kim treated me like an errand boy. i would take to to/from practice, help with deliveries to her family's store (for free), help clean up the store, and drive her family around. I did all this and barely got laid...Don't get me wrong, we'd make out, fondle each other, etc. But Kim was against sex. She'd always set what felt like an arbitrary milestone to "when" we'd have our first time and then, when we reached that milestone, she'd move the goal post. When we turned of legal age, I wanted to have sex with Kim. To me, it made sense. It was our senior year, we were legal, and i had proved i wasn't in it just for the sex. She FINALLY agreed.
It was a late night at her family store. Kim was closing up. She texted me to come over in help. Said she had a surprise for me. I show up, sighing and huffing, expecting to sweep and mop the floor. I instinctively lock the store door, as i always did to prevent customers coming in after hours, when suddenly i hear Kim's voice say "Brian! i'm in the back!". I walk over, begrudgingly looking at the dirty floors knowing I'm going to have to mop. When i open the break room, i see Kim's little 5ft 2 in athletic frame wearing a Japanese girl PE uniform. She even did her silky black hair in pigtails. I wanted to bust a nut right there. She gave a flirtatious "kawaii" giggle, as one of her fingers twirled her hair. She had a mischievous smile on her face, as she said "Hello, mister big strong coach! I need a good stretching. Do you have anything BIG and HARD to stretch me with?"
I didn't wait. She had fulfilled a stereotypical fetish of mine. I began to maul her with kisses and fondling. She giggled as I began rubbing her flat chested breasts.
"You've been waiting for this day a loooooong time? Huh?"
"Yes! Yes i have!!!" I responded. She sat on the desk, and responded: "I have too! Now, there's something I've always wanted to see...Show it to me..." She said with that same mischievous grin.
"My...My penis?" I nervously asked.
"Yes, Brian. I want to see it..." She said in a sensual way. I was so nervous. Sweat was dripping from my forehead as i, suddenly, forgot how to take off a stupid belt! Thoughts rushed through my mind, butterflies formed in my stomach, and my raging boner felt like a wild animal that couldnt be contained. She was no longer sweet, political Kim. She was the horny asian school girl slut of everyone's fantasies!
"What if she doesn't like your dick?! What if she thinks it's ugly? what if...what if!" My mind kept racing as it took me forever to get my stupid pants down. Recognizing my nervous behavior, she pressed the breaks of the "slutty vixen" act. She looked at me and said: "Babe, I promise not to laugh if it's small. I'm not like that. I know it's our first time...Show it to me. It'll be ok. In fact, let me do it for you...".
