Having arrived in the US in 2000, I had become almost celibate, masturbation being the only release I had in a while! Then of course, I got paid with interest, so to speak!!
I was asked by an old friend of mine in Hong Kong to be a sort of guardian for a young girl she had helped look after. This is a 22 year old Chinese girl, very sweet and innocent looking, who is here in the bay area, attending under graduate school. She has a husband (a boyfriend she brought over from Hong Kong and married here). His name is Ken, and he is also 22, attending the same school as her, while also working part-time. They are both of small build, and like Chinese, very smooth skinned and soft looking!
Last weekend, we went on a trip to Monterey Christy (the daughter of my friend), her boyfriend Ken and myself. As it was projected to be a nice warm day, we were all casually dressed, us two guys in shorts and t-shirts, and Christy in a short skirt and a tank top (and very obviously, bra and panty – I could see the outline).
We started off about 9 am, and after driving for an hour, we stopped for breakfast. Christy had been sitting in front, with me driving, but she had made herself comfortable sitting sideways, with one leg folded, so she could chat with both of us. (That’s when I knew she had panties on). After the usual small talk about what we had been doing we were talking about life here, especially my lack of girlfriends, and complaints about how her landlady (an old Filipino woman) who did not like their noisy lovemaking. Ken joked that Christy was loud, and Christy saying it was over in minutes anyway, something we had never gone into earlier. I, like an old man, was advising them to take precautions, as they were still students, etc, and they both spoke quite freely, but I was not too surprised, as that is quite common amongst Hong Kong Chinese.
As the day grew warmer, half way through lunch, they spoke in Chinese about taking off things, and then Christy returned from the restroom bra-less. We went through the aquarium in Monterey, with Christy walking in between, holding our arms close to her – with the white tank top leaving little to the imagination, or my burning elbow! At the end of the visit to the aquarium, (about 4pm) Ken’s return from the restroom made it obvious that he had removed his briefs too!
The next stage was the 17-mile drive, famous for expensive homes, and the Pebble beach golf course. We then stopped at a small beach, and went barefoot, to sit an look at the sunset. That was when she asked if we had to drive back that night or if we could stay over that night. Then she said it would be nice to stay, and we could share one room, to keep cost down. Ken agreed too, so we drove around looking for a reasonable motel. We found one close to the water, checked in about 6 pm – a single room with two queen beds.
We then went out on to the beach, again walking around with her in the middle! After a quick dinner, we sat down on the beach with some beer (wine coolers for her) to watch the sunset. The chat was casual, but the cool breeze seemed to have a fantastic effect on Christy’s small breasts.
We got back to the motel, and I went in for a shower first. I came out with just my shorts on, and they went in together. On the way, Christy brushed my hairy chest with both her hands, saying how soft the hair was, then took Ken’s hand to run it through, asking him to feel too. That was a turn on, and I moved away quickly to prevent them seeing anything.
I lay on one bed, and kept flipping through the channels, just to avoid the noises from the bathroom, while trying to keep the tent from growing in my shorts. When they came out finally, I almost creamed – she was in panties and a slip, he was in a pair of boxers that left very little to the imagination. Christy then came over to see what I was watching, and sat next to me on the bed, taking the remote from me. When she found a music channel, she just stretched out next to me, then asked me to move so Ken could lie next to her.
While lying back, and chatting, she would alternately pat our thighs – mine and Ken’s, then started commenting about how hairy I was, and how nice it felt again, taking Ken’s hand to make him feel it. When he roughly touched my thigh, she corrected him, by taking his hand and gently brushing me – boy, I almost came. I joked about more hair on my chest, and she sat up and started running both her hands over me. Not wanting to start anything, I joked that Ken would get jealous and made her sit back while I went for beer. She replied that Ken was fine with it, and anyway, Ken did not have hair like that, so she was just checking out. When I came back, she took Ken’s hand and made him brush my chest, and I just decided to see where it went. She then climbed on to me, with a leg on each side and started running both her hands along my chest, saying Ken had no hair, so I said of course he will, at least in one place!
Now, Ken was right next to me, and she had taken one of his hands to show him how my chest felt. At my comment, she said not at all, and pulled his brief down, when his little erection popped up – he is just over 5” long, and quite hairless. He seemed to be quite ok with showing himself, so I said I shave myself there. I reached out to fondle him, and cupped his balls, and it felt quite small. At my words, she just lifted off me, and unbuttoned my shorts, and pulled them down – then sat back right on it! What a struggle it was not to come! I just reached and lifted off her slip, and pulled her forward to nip and suck on her breasts – they were small enough to take it in fully into my mouth. She kept moving on my dick, so I told her I would come if she did that. She lifted herself off me, and Ken slipped off her panties.
