This can be read and enjoyed as a stand-alone story, but deeper character depth and the effects of the plots, rivalries, and twists and turns of Richard's involvement with Asian women in Southport UK will be found by reading the entire series.
Richard entered the Sun Hung Cung Asian grocery to purchase his daily fix. No, not something illegal, although the ancient owner could probably arrange for that, but something more addictive, Chilli peanuts. But there was no surly, grumpy owner behind the counter. Richard couldn't determine the sex of the person at the cash register. A loose tee shirt and black kung fu trousers enveloped a scrawny body and showed no tit or cock bulge, The hair was bluntly cut at the back and could be long for a boy, short for a girl and the face also gave no help.
"Hello, I am Jie Yang. What do you want to buy?" From the voice Richard guessed female.
Further casual questioning revealed she was the old man's bride of 2 days, having arrived from Sichuan province in China on the day of the civil wedding ceremony, and that the old man was ill, so she was looking after the shop. He remained sick for the next few days and so Richard conversed with her in his daily visits to the shop.
On Saturday he climbed the rickety steps to the flat he rented for fucking Liu, the 22-year-old daughter of his partner Ma, to do his weekly cleaning. He heard sobbing and squatting behind the outdoor toilet in the corner of the tiny, concreted backyard was Jie Yang. He approached her and her story poured out. She was a mail-order bride, sold by her parents when she turned 18 to the old owner. No wonder Old Man Wu had grinned evilly at Richard a couple of months earlier and said he was going to be like Richard and made an obscene gesture at his groin. Old Man Wu had died from a quick-acting, virulent cancer, and she was now alone with Old Man Wu's relatives wanting to carve up the business.
Inside the shambles of what Old Man Wu called his "office", a small messy storeroom, Richard eventually found a will, and a quick perusal, followed by a visit to a solicitor, found the old man despised all his relatives, as he did everyone, except Richard who for some reason he tolerated, and perhaps to spite his relatives Jie Yang was the sole beneficiary.
Two days later Richard accompanied Jie Yang to the funeral. She was dressed in her only formal or semi-formal clothing, a cheongsam or as the Chinese would say, qipao. It clung to her body and an obviously padded bra gave some shape to her body. Though she didn't look it she had to be 18, as from 2022 this was the legal marrying age in England and Wales, but a casual observer would have guessed far younger.
It was a long ceremony and while they stood listening to a monk droning on above the constant chatter. From Jie Yang's brief translations, Richard understood was a shouting stage for their claims to Old Man Wu's wealth. Calling for silence, Richard waved the will and read its brief contents. Those who understood English quickly spread the word in Mandarin and with a collective hiss, they all left the premises leaving Richard and Jie Yang to remain.
Back in the Sun Hung Chung Grocery, which still had the closed sign on the door, Jie Yang served Richard tea in that elaborate Chinese ceremony involving green tea, a tray, a teapot, hot water and tiny cups. After some small talk, Jie Yang finally said, "Now that I am alone in a new country could you teach me? I can pay you and no rent for the apartment."
Richard thought, not a problem. He came here every day, so a bit of English tuition would be no real burden to him, and he might pick up a few phrases of Mandarin: a task impossible for him with Ma and Liu as they wanted sex, not language lessons. "Of course, I can teach you." A smile burst across her face almost making her look semi-attractive. "But of course, I couldn't take any money. I would just enjoy teaching you," he continued.
Her eyes widened. "But you are so big, and I am so small. I don't know if I can take you inside me because you have a cock like a horse. It would be no good for you. That is why I said to pay you, but I promise to try my best. I want to learn everything, just like this."
She pressed a key on the keyboard and the screen flickered and there was a compiled video of Richard fucking Liu, Liu and Fen Zhou sexfighting, Richard taking Fen Zhou. Deepthroating, anal, doggy-style, cowgirl, dildos. It was all there. Old Man Wu had had the last laugh. He had a secret video camera in the upstairs flat. No wonder he made those suggestive remarks to me, Richard thought.
But now he was trapped. He couldn't lose face and back down. The shop remained closed to the public and Richard and Jie Yang headed upstairs. He went in first for a minute or so, then ushered her and waited outside, saying, "Call me when you are ready."
Jie Yang took the expensive black satin thong and matching bra off the bed. A new set Richard had bought for Liu. Her eyes widened as she unfolded the garments touching the skimpy thong. She'd never worn lingerie, just practical underwear and couldn't believe the feeling as she stepped into the G string pulling the tiny straps up over her hips, watching the tiny black triangle mould to her mound. Next, she fastened the petite bra closures behind her back.
She ran her hands over her tiny breasts exposed above the small, smooth, sheer supporting fabric and they immediately responded. Looking at the mirror, she could hardly believe her eyes. Her jutting, protruding nipples which her touch had hardened were totally exposed. She placed her fingers on the edges of the thong and pulled them tighter against her skin. She could view the contour of her mound and thick lips beneath them. Her eyes darted back and forth over her body. She felt like a real woman and understood why other women wore this kind of underwear. She called Richard in.
Richard ogled the 18-year-old's body. She was more than petite: more like a Chinese contortionist whom he had seen fold her body into a barrel. Slowly, he reached out and traced his fingers down her belly to the thong, pressing her crotch making the outline of her prominent lips stand out. Jie Yang exhaled and parted her legs slightly. He felt her wetness seep through the material with each pass. Jie Yang reached down and found his hand. She ran her fingers along his and found the edge of the thong. She began to pull the wet fabric to one side. "Please Richard," she pleaded.
He removed her thong and placed his finger against the moist skin, and they became wet immediately from her juices. He slid his finger back and forth, up to her clit again and began rubbing lightly. Jie Yang whimpered and opened her legs wider. Her hips lifted off the bed for a moment and fell into a matching rhythm to his hand. Her breathing became rapid and shallow. Richard leaned down and they locked lips and Jie Yang tentatively slipped her tongue into his mouth. They lay together and the kiss continued as he fingered her. Her eyes closed tight as the pleasure grew and grew. Her breathing became staccato, and she bit her lip as moans escaped her throat. Suddenly, she rocked her hips back and forth as the wave of intensity swept over her. She could feel her vagina squeezing and spasming. It felt like a river was flowing out of her.
"Mmmuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhh," she screamed as she came against Richard's hand and warm fluid that oozed from her slit to pool in his palm. Richard didn't stop. He lay between her legs and ran his tongue along the crevice of her cunt. Immediately she whimpered and arched her back. He pressed deeper and let his tongue run against the slick hole from which her juices escaped. He lapped up the semi-salty fluid which lubricated her clit as Jie Yang lived the moment, her legs bent up to the sides and spread wide, Richard placed her hands around her thighs and pulled Jie Yang's pelvis up to meet his mouth, allowing his tongue to follow the warm stream over a ridge of flesh and down to her tight anus. When his tongue circled the rim, Jie Yang moaned her pleasure.
"Ohh Ungh!" Her hands were squeezing her erect nipples. Richard knelt upright. Jie Yang got her first glimpse of his cock and gasped. She saw for the first time the cock she was going to take. It was eight and a half inches long, pornstar camera angle thick, and bigger than it looked on the hidden camera tapes. To Jie Yang, as she looked at the swollen prick with its pre-cum leaking out of the end pointing obscenely at her flat small belly, it seemed as big as her arm. "Oh Richard, It's so big. Is all that supposed to go up inside me?" She seemed a little scared.
"Only as much as you want," he replied.
