Going a Mile

I had a table in the corner, as usual, long after the lunch rush. Stained linoleum, the salt was empty, my fork was bent. My coffee cup had a chip out of it. Well that's life at the beach. The prices at this joint, the Jolly Tiger, were pretty good, the food was great if you like grilled cheese; the waitress was cute, and the scenery was outrageous. Sunlight was streaming in the window between the flyers for bands in the bars and today's special, which was the same as every other day's special, crab cakes. Waves crashing on white sand and blue ocean to the horizon beyond that. A couple of big kites weaving side to side over the hot sand. You can't fucking beat living here.

Speaking of beating that, I was feeling a little lonesome. I wasn't going to hit on Yu Lin, the waitress, because I see her every morning and I don't need to piss her off, which would be inevitable if we got romantically involved, even for one night. I don't want boogers in my grilled cheese, you know what I mean? So I flirt with Yu Lin and we're good friends but I don't make a move. She thinks I'm kind of a dog anyway, which, well, I got nothing to say there.

I was sipping a cup of mud, watching the tourists parade past the window, feeling a little predatory, to tell you the truth. Last night had been okay, the girl from Modesto, she was a looker and actually was a perfectly fine piece of ass, but she didn't send shockwaves through me or anything. She had to get back to her group at the hotel before midnight, and when she left I still felt like getting dressed and going out to see what else was going on in town. But I didn't, and this morning I was feeling a little, I don't know how to put it, unsatisfied, I guess. With life, you know what I mean?

Yu Lin came over with the coffee pot and I declined a fill-up.

"What's going on?" she asked. "You look like you're a little out of it today."

I appreciated her caring. Sometimes us locals gotta look after each other. And she was a kind of mama-hen for the beach.

"It's hard to say," I said. "We live here in paradise but sometimes life just doesn't seem complete."

"Oh," she said pensively. "You didn't get laid last night?"

"Yeah, I did," I said. "Nice girl. Tourist. I can't complain about that."

"Maybe you need somebody, settle down, long term," she said.

I gave her a nasty look. "I don't think so," I said. "I think it's the opposite of that. Sometimes I have an overwhelming appetite for more."

"More what?"

"More, uh, girls," I said.

"Women?"

"Yes, women. I love them and I want them all, do you know what I mean?"

She looked at me for a minute, deciding whether to keep her mouth shut or not. "I feel same way, too," Yu Lin said.

"You want more girls?"

"No," she said. "Not that type. Boys. I tell you a secret, Doc, you promise not to tell?"

"Sure."

"I want a mile of dick."

"A mile? Of what?"

"Yeah, I not good at math, but take six inches and add up to a mile. How many is that?"

"Well there's five thousand two hundred eighty feet to a mile, six inches is half a foot, so call it ten thousand, more than that really."

"Ten thousand dicks," she said. "Yeah, that would be good. For starters." She was giving me a sly smile. I had absolutely no idea how to take her.

Well you had to see Yu Lin. She was from Taiwan, about five feet tall, with a slender body. She dressed in the ordinary beach style for somebody at work, she usually wore sandals, tight shorts, and a tank top. Never a bra, of course, and she had an eye-catching jiggle. She liked to wear lipstick and maybe as a kind of joke or something she painted little black wings at the corners of her eyes which at once made her eyes look bigger and exaggerated her Asian features -- some Asian women try to look more "European," Yu Lin did not. What I am saying is, she was a sexy little cutie.

"Yu Lin, I'm not sure how to take you when you talk like that," I said.

"It seem clear to me," she said. "I want fuckin' till my eyeballs explode."

"I see. And you are joking now, or not?"

She looked around the room as if there was anyone else there, then back at me. "You thick in the head, Doc? I not joking. Some girls want a little fucking sometimes, is there something wrong with that?"

"Uh no," I said, since she was waiting for an answer. I had expected this conversation to be about my needs. I had started out feeling sorry for myself, but this was much more interesting.

"And some girls want a lot of fucking all the time. Is that a problem?" She was still holding the coffee pot.

"I see," I replied. "No, that's not a problem. The world needs more women like that."

"Well the world can start right here," she said.

"It seems you're serious," I said.

"Fuck yeah I serious," Yu Lin said. "I can't remember the last time I got a laid. Maybe in previous life, before born."

It was true I had never seen her with anyone, never a boyfriend or even a guy hanging around the restaurant.

"So, let me clear something up," I said. "Are you talking about me?"

"What? No, I not fucking talking about you. Talking about me. Yu Lin need a mile of dick."

"And not from me?"

"You? No, Of course not." She looked at me as if I had leprosy or was a Republican or something. "I probably catch something."

"Wha-? You wouldn't catch anything."

"Not talking about indiscriminate dick," she said. "I mean a mile of real dick."

I wanted to argue with her but of course I didn't have a point, and she did.

"So who's it gonna be?" I asked, meeting her boldness head-on.

"Don't know," said said. "Every day I too busy working."

"Do you want somebody to ask you out on a date?"

"No," Yu Lin said, "I don't think so. No time for dates. I don't care about movies and shit anyway." You had to admire the way she had picked up English in a few short years working at the beach. "Just some fucking," she said.

"Well shit, Yu Lin, you are a beautiful girl."

"A beautiful woman, you mean."

"Yes, you are a beautiful and sexy woman. The idea that you can't get laid is just unbelievable."

"Hold on, Doc, I didn't say I can't get laid." She posed herself a little and said, "Lots of guys would like to fuck this shit."

"Yeah, well, true," I said.

"I don't have time for the bullshit," she said. "And men are idiots. Don't want to bother with them. I just want a mile of dick. Right now."

"Right now, huh," I muttered. "Well I don't see how that's going to happen. You want to hang out the closed sign and go jump on somebody?"

"Sound good to me," she said. "Long trip start with one step." She always had these sayings, I figured it was some Chinese stuff they say over there.

"Okay," I said. "Well I guess I'll pay up and let you go out and start on that mile."

"Oh no," she said. "I need help."

"What kind of help?"

"I don't know what you call it. I need an agent or something," she said.

"An agent?"

"Somebody to help me hook up with somebody," she said.

"Oh, a pimp."

"I'm gonna slap you, Doc," she said, and I could tell she meant it.

"What does this agent do?" I asked her.

"Two thing," she said. "Introduce me to a partner, and make sure I am safe."

"I don't know any partner for you," I said.

"No one?"

"No one I know, no. You want me to tell one of my friends to fuck you, and then they just go away?" I asked.

"Well, yeah," she said. "That's the idea. Probably more than one, but that's a start."

"I don't know anybody who would do that," I said. "At least nobody I'd want you to get involved with."

"See, that's the protective part," she said, smiling. "Thank you." She stood there thinking, coffee pot still in her hand. "So I guess a stranger, huh?"

"What, just stop people on the street? Sure, that'll work," I snorted.

"Yeah," she said. "Look at me. If random guy on the boardwalk had a chance to fuck this, do you think he would?"

She had a point there. Of course he would. Anybody would.

She said, "The restaurant have a warehouse on the boardwalk, at the other end, near the marina. It's set up for someone to sleep there. Also, it's far from here, where nobody knows me. Let's go."

"Whoa," I heard myself saying. "Let's talk about this. We'll go to the boardwalk where your warehouse is. And I'm going to go talk to some random person and see if he wants to fuck you."

"Yeah, and then I take him into the warehouse."

"Some stranger?"

"I can handle myself," she said.

"And what am I doing during that time?"

She was quiet. Finally she said, "I don't know. Wait outside?"

"Whoopee," I said. "I'll stand on the boardwalk while some serial murderer slits your throat and dismembers you."

"Maybe this isn't a good idea," she said.

"Maybe not," I replied, relieved.

"I know. There's the back room where we store all the shit for the restaurant. There's a curtain, you wouldn't see anything but you would hear if, you know, if there was a serial murderer or something."

"Oh great," I said. "This just sounds great. I sit there and listen to some guy fucking you." I did notice that I had a hard-on at this point.

"I don't know, you could bring book. You got your phone, right? You can read or something, whatever you do on it." I felt she was implying that I look at porn on my phone. Which, it's none of her business if I do or don't.

"Listen Yu Lin, I can't imagine that working."

"We never know unless we try," she said. "What's the worst that can happen? Somebody says no?"

"Or somebody says yes and is a weirdo."

"That's why you're there," she said. "My hero." Whatcha gonna do?

She flipped the sign and went into the back to change. Apparently she keeps the fixings for a whole alternative life stored back there. She came out looking hot, what can I say? A clean little halter top jiggling when she moved, a skirt that came up to here, the same sandals, which accented the sexy look. "How do I look?" she asked me. I refused to answer but she knew. She was killing it.

I said, "This is nuts," and she got on the back of my motorcycle and showed me where the warehouse was. The boardwalk was just getting crowded with the evening throngs, the happy-hour drinkers and noisemakers.

The warehouse was just a dusty little shack alongside a taffy shop, a nondescript door with a padlock on it led into a little room with a bed and a bathroom and then a big tapestry curtain hung over the back. Yu Lin showed me that there was a comfortable looking couch behind the curtain. Mostly that area contained boxes and things like mops, plungers, piles of papers. There were tables and chairs stacked up against the wall, most looked broken.

"See?" she said. "You can sit back here and if anything goes wrong you'll be able to save me in a second."

"This is nuts," I said.

"I gotta get that mile of dick one dick at a time," she said. "Starting now." Her eyes were twinkling with excitement.

We stepped out and she locked the padlock and we began to stroll. She was looking at everyone who passed, looking into their faces. She took my arm as we walked.

"Wow, this is hard," she said.

"Hard to find somebody you like?"

"No, hard to choose. I'd like to fuck lots of them."

"Well pick somebody and then let's figure out what to say."

About ten seconds later she nodded toward a group of guys in flannel shirts, beards, the usual tourists. "That one," she said. "The gray and red shirt. Go get him."

"What am I going to tell him?" I asked her, suddenly experiencing stage fright.

"Just tell him truth," she said.

I decided to barge in and show her that this wouldn't work. I'd tell the guy what's going on and he would refuse, of course. Then she'd understand this is not as easy as she thought, and she would give up. I let go of her arm and advanced toward the group, four or five guys. I spoke to the one with the gray and red shirt. "Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Me?"

"Yeah."

"About what?" he was looking around, like he expected the cops to be hiding somewhere, or a gang to jump out of the bushes or something.

"This is a little weird, but you see that girl over there? In the white top? The skirt?"

"Yeah."

"She wants to fuck you."

He looked at me, looked at her, looked at his friends, who had heard all this of course.

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why does she want to fuck me? Am I supposed to pay for it or something?"

"I don't know, man, we were just walking along and she said, 'I wanna fuck that guy over there.' And no, you don't pay, she isn't a hooker."

One of his friends said, "You want us to wait for you?" They were snickering.

"Naw, this is a set-up or something," he guy said. "Why would she want to fuck me?"

"Ask her," I said.

We walked over to Yu Lin, who was smiling at him. "Your friend says you want to fuck me," he said.

"Yes," Yu Lin said.

"Why?"

"Because you hot," she said. "You turn me on. I don't want to miss chance."

The guy looked at her thoughtfully. I mean, she was looking real good. "Where would we do this, if we did it?"

"I have a room with bed right over there," Yu Lin said, nodding toward the warehouse.

"How do you know I'm not a serial murderer or something?" the guy said.

"My friend is black belt in martial arts. He will be in the next room. Can hear, can't see. If you are serial murderer he will kill you first. Pull your heart out through your chest. Make you eat it before you lose consciousness."

The guy looked at me. I'm a little husky, I guess, but not really scary. I don't know why she had added the black belt thing, which was totally false. I did like the heart touch, though.

"This is strange," the guy said, "But my friends will be outside, too, in case you or your friend here turn out to be the actual serial murderers."

"Let's get it on," Yu Lin said, repeating a line she had heard on the restaurant's playlist many times.

The guy went over and talked to his friends for a minute. They were all laughing. The friends were clearly jealous, nobody was actually worried about him being killed by that little cutie in the short skirt. Or me.

Yu Lin took the guy's arm when he returned and walked him to the warehouse with me a few steps behind. She opened the door. I saw his friends watching. He went in first, then she held the door for me, and she followed us, throwing a latch on the inside.

"Doc, you go in there. Come save me if there is trouble. But I don't think there will be no trouble."

I went behind the curtain and sat on the couch. There was an obnoxious lamp back there, which I turned off. I could easily see them through a gap in the curtain, though nobody seemed to care.

Yu Lin grabbed the guy and pulled his face to hers for a big kiss. "Nice," she said, as they separated. "Let's get out of clothes. We don't have all night."

The poor guy looked like he'd been hit over the head with a brick. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled his tennis shoes off. Unbuttoned his shirt and watched Yu Lin pull her halter top over her head, liberating a pair of perky little citruses. She pulled her skirt off in one motion, and the guy's pants came off at the same time.

"Nice," she said again. "I'm sorry if this is strange, but it's been a long time for me, I need a little loving is all, if that's okay."

"Man," the guy said, looking at her. "Of course it's okay."

By this point neither one of them even remembered I existed. They made out sitting on the bed with Yu Lin jacking the guy off, then she leaned over and blew him for a couple of minutes while he stared off into space. Then she sat up and said cheerfully, "Okay, would you please fuck me?"

He didn't have to answer. She tipped back onto the bed, pulling him down on top of her. She spread her legs and manipulated him like a wrestler. She wrapped her legs around him, and from where I was watching it looked like he was in.

"Oh, that's good," Yu Lin sighed, holding him tightly. "Give it to me good."

Watching, I became a member of the Yu Lin Fan Club. Her body was unbelievable, lean and smooth and tight, and the way she moved... her hips flowed like liquid, like waves of honey rocking back and forth. She was working him seriously, dancing her hips up to his, pulling back slow, like honey. The guy was humping away, I don't think he ever did get comfortable with the idea that this was even happening.

Watching them, I had thoughts about what I would do in his position, if that had been me instead of him. My cock was hard, of course, as the light odor of their fucking, of her pussy, floated back to me. I would enjoy showing her how it should be done. It would be different from this.

He might have lasted five minutes. I could see him starting to sweat as she moved that beautiful body against him, milking him, and then he had a sort of scared or apologetic look on his face and with a grunt he slammed his cock into her and pressed it hard, groaning, until.. he stopped. He held himself up in push-up position, looking down at her.

I think he was contemplating apologizing, but she interrupted by saying, "That was beautiful. I'm so glad I found you tonight."

"Yeah, this was amazing," he said. They lay there for a minute and then he said, "Well my friends are waiting for me. Do you hang out here often? I'll watch for you."

"I'm here all the time," Yu Lin said, lying. "Maybe we'll get together another time."

She lay in the bed and watched him pull his clothes back on. He unlatched the door and slipped out, closing it behind himself.

I didn't know if I should wait for her to get dressed and decided fuck it, I've seen her, she must know that, so I came out of my little hiding room as she stood up from the bed. She was unfazed, grinning at me, naked. "Doc, that was perfect," she said. "Now I just have one mile minus six inches to go. Let's find another one."

"What? Right now?"

"I'm warmed up now," she said.

"I don't think so," I said.

"Why not?"

Okay, she had me. She was dressed in less than a minute, ran a brush through her hair, and we stepped out. The flannel guys were gone but the boardwalk was thronging with people, families, couples, groups of men or women, all kinds of nationalities and races. The fresh sea breeze and the constant ringing of laughter made the boardwalk a wonderful happy place to be.

Again, she took my arm, and after a couple of minutes she stopped and said, "There. The black t-shirt."

It was a serious-looking young man, mid-twenties I guessed, looking in the window of a souvenir shop. I could see what he was looking at, inside the shop a group of teenaged girls were trying on hats and being silly.

I went over to him. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"What's up?" Like the first guy, he looked around for cops or whatever.

"You see the girl over there in the skirt?"

"Yeah."

"She wants to fuck you."

He looked at her, forgetting the chicks in the shop. "Why?" he asked me.

"I don't know, man, we were just talking and she stopped and said, go see if that guy will fuck me."

"Do I have to pay her or something?" the guy asked.

"Oh no, nothing like that. She said she hasn't got laid in a long time, and she wants to make up for lost time. With you."

I waved her over. "I was telling him what you said, and he doesn't seem to believe me."

"Oh, I believe you," he said, "It's just, uh..."

"I know it's unexpected," Yu Lin said. "But would you come fuck me?"

"I, uh, I don't know you or anything," the guy said.

"That's okay," she said, "You're hot. You're just what I've been needing. Come help a girl out, would you?"

I tell ya, nobody could've resisted that. They talked for a minute, she explained about the room, my black belt experience, tearing his heart out and feeding it to him, and the next thing you know I'm back behind the curtain again.

This guy wasn't just some horny moron off the beach. He looked pretty smart, like maybe he was a lonesome engineer or a philosopher. Maybe somebody with a role in his church, a Sunday school teacher or something. Yu Lin decided to take the initiative and pulled his t-shirt over his head standing beside the bed. She unsnapped his 501s and went down to her knees and blew him for a minute. He liked that, I could tell. I was wondering myself what that might be like, having formed a whole new impression of Yu Lin. I'd let her blow me sometime if she wanted.

She undressed in a heartbeat and pulled him down on the bed, and as before, made out with him a little. But he did something different, he scooted down and sucked on her tits, the left and then the right one, and then kept going until his mouth was on her pussy. I had a friend once who said, "I don't mind fuckin' eatin' but I don't like eatin' fuckin'." That saying always stuck in my head. Anyway this guy did not seem to notice any unusual mess down there, and Yu Lin responded happily to his attention. I thought maybe she was going to come, but as it came close she pulled him up to kiss her again and shifted her hips in such a way that his dick slipped right into her.

I was invisible behind the curtain but had a certain urge to pull my cock out and stroke it while I watched them. I didn't do it, but it was hard as a rock and ready to roll. Yu Lin was gorgeous and graceful and she had that poor guy so wound up he could hardly control himself.

He had some energy, and seemed to have the idea that a high-speed jackhammering was what a girl really wanted. He was going at it fast and furious, and she was holding on, whimpering with each thrust, pounding back with her hips as well as she could, and after a few minutes of this the guy said, "Holy shit, here I cum," and he pounded her extra-hard while his semen was spurting into her.

He collapsed on her, and after a few seconds he rolled over to the side. She stroked his hair and said, "That was beautiful. I'm so glad I found you tonight."

The guy looked like he was about to fall asleep, so Yu Lin said, "I'm sorry but my parents are going to be visiting me soon and I need to get you out of here."

"Oh!" he said, "I didn't know." He pulled on his clothes and said, "Thank you, I mean, this has been wonderful. I'll watch for you next time we're over here, okay?"

"Oh yes," she said, "I'll watch for you, too."

He let himself out and disappeared and Yu Lin started laughing heartily. "Come out, Doc." I emerged. She was standing there naked, completely unselfconscious. "This is amazing," she said. "I am having such a good time. Give me one minute, then let's get another one."

"What?" I tried to complain.

"I've got five thousand, two hundred seventy-nine feet to go," she said.

Out on the boardwalk she zeroed in on a slightly older man in sandals and socks. He had no shirt on in the evening air, and I noticed some of the hair on his chest was turning gray. I introduced him to Yu Lin and we went back to the warehouse, and this guy lasted a little longer than the others, maybe seven or eight minutes, and she told him how glad she was to find him tonight.

We were on a roll, I was resigned to it. We went back out and she picked out a kind of rough-looking young man, looked like a troublemaker but he listened closely when she got to the part about me pulling his heart out of his chest. He seemed to be a more experienced lover, and interestingly he also went down on Yu Lin, licking her pussy which was by now must have been overflowing with semen but he didn't seem to notice.

This guy had a little bit bigger dick, too, and, I don't know how to say this, better technique. He seemed to take sexual encounter as a form of warfare, where he was not going to let the girl get the better of him. He was fucking her deep and slow, changing up his timing, shifting to give her a different angle, and finally she erupted in an orgasm. This was fucking amazing to see, her hips were usually so controlled and fluid but suddenly she looked like she'd been hit by lightning, her body was convulsing and jerking as she whimpered and held the guy tight. He kept fucking her through it, not letting a girl get the best of him. In a minute she started to come again but this one caught him by surprise and he shot his load before she could climax. Still, you could tell she had appreciated this guy. She sounded like she really meant it when she said she was glad she had found him tonight. And then he left.

The next one was strange. We were out on the boardwalk as usual, and she started watching a couple. "Doc," she said, "I'm not sure what to do here. I'd like to fuck that guy but he's with someone."

"Yeah, I would keep looking," I said.

"No, I like him," Yu Lin said. "What do you think he'd say?"

"Well he can't say yes," I told her. "And his wife will probably kill him later no matter what he says. Whatever he says will get him in trouble, that's just how it is."

"Go talk to him, will you please?" she asked me. That girl was impossible to resist, it was just something about her.

I approached the couple hesitantly. "Hello," I said. "Uh, my friend over there asked me to talk to you." They looked over at Yu Lin, who looked innocent and also delectable. I directed my words to the guy: "She says she wants to fuck you."

"What?" the guy said. He was a professional, fairly put-together guy, I'd think he was a suburban dad except that he wasn't dragging any kids around. "Well that's very kind," he said.

His wife or girlfriend was also a more-sophisticated-than-usual type, she had all the superficial shit under control and I sensed there were deeper waters in her. She seemed to find this news somewhat amusing.

"Tell her I'm flattered, but, sorry, no," the husband or boyfriend said.

His wife or girlfriend said, "Maybe you'd like to."

He looked at her and said, "Of course, anybody would like to. That doesn't mean I'm just going to do it."

The wife or girlfriend turned to me. "Do you think she'd be interested in a threesome? What if we both got together with her?" Her husband or boyfriend looked a little stunned by this offer, like maybe he was recalculating the situation.

"I don't know," I said. I was clearly in over my head at this point. I waved Yu Lin over.

"This lady has suggested a threesome," I said.

Yu Lin looked puzzled. "Me and both of them?"

"Yes," the lady said. "Don't you think that would be fun?" I figured these people were going to make the most of their vacation.

"I don't think so," Yu Lin said. "No, I'm not interested in that."

"Oh, okay," the wife or girlfriend said. Then addressing us all but speaking to Yu Lin she said, "So what do you think I would do while he's with you?"

"I don't know," Yu Lin said. "You could wait outside or you could come in and wait with Doc in the other room. He is there to keep me safe, he can't see or anything but I feel safer with him there."

"Yes, I understand that. Is this other room big enough for both of us?" The wife or girlfriend looked at me.

"There's a big couch," I said. "It's pretty comfortable."

To her husband or boyfriend: "Sweetie, I think you ought to do this. We'll be going home tomorrow, this will give you a nice memory of our vacation."

"Oh no," he started, "I couldn't." But his heart wasn't in it.

Yu Lin took his arm as we walked back to the warehouse, and I walked with the wife or girlfriend. "I take it you two don't do these kinds of things," I said.

"Oh no," she said. "We're just a couple of big squares." Turning so he couldn't hear, she said, "Too square for me sometimes."

The husband or boyfriend seemed to enjoy walking with Yu Lin, her little tits bouncing in her top, her hand on his forearm.

We marched into the warehouse, and I showed the wife or girlfriend where the couch was, through the curtain. The obnoxious light was still out, so it was kind of dark back there, which I liked because it meant the couple in the bed couldn't see me. But we could see them, as the wife or girlfriend quickly realized. We sat on the couch with a civilized amount of space between us and watched Yu Lin and the woman's husband or boyfriend start to make out and take their clothes off.

"What's your name?" I asked her, speaking softly.

"Debra. Yours?"

"I'm Doc." She nodded and then watched the other couple. They were naked now, kissing. She watched Yu Lin go to her knees and suck her husband or boyfriend's cock.

"Are you two married?" I asked her.

"Yes," she said.

"Are you okay with this?" I asked her.

She watched Yu Lin's head bobbing on her husband's erection and smiled. "Yes, I think it's actually a good thing that should have happened a lot time ago." She scooted closer to me on the couch and put her hand on my thigh.

The two of them got into bed, and we watched her husband work his way down to lick Yu Lin's pussy. It was quite an erotic scene, his tongue digging between her legs, and Debra's hand began moving on my leg until her fingertips rested on the head of my hard penis. It was a little strange watching this guy, knowing that she had I-lost-count-number-of loads of cum in there while he was slurping on her. The situation with me and Debra was not complicated, I understood the game there, and enjoyed playing it.

Debra started stroking my cock seriously now, through my jeans, as her husband ate Yu Lin's pussy. Then without a word she unsnapped my jeans and unzipped them, pushed them down my legs, and took my stiff cock in her hands. "You don't mind, do you?" she whispered.

"No," I whispered back, which seemed stupid. Of course I didn't fucking mind.

Debra had learned somewhere how to suck a cock. There's an enormous difference between the naive eager-to-please girlfriend or tourist hottie and a woman who has dedicated some time to practicing, trying things, asking for honest feedback. I figured she had some premarital history. Her basic move was to fuck my shaft with the circle of her lips, which is sort of the "box step" of blowjobbing, the most basic move, but it can be very effective. She had something she did with her tongue on the head of my cock, she had a deep-throat thing that she did without gagging or losing her rhythm, a frenulum-flicking tongue thing, a lick-the-shaft thing, she had a ball-licking thing that put me on cloud nine. I was thinking that maybe this project of Yu Lin's could turn into something, and actually started looking forward to the next time she wanted to do this.

Now and then Debra would pause and watch the other couple through the curtains. Her husband was on top of Yu Lin now, fucking her, and Yu Lin was moving her hips in that way that a wife doesn't like to imagine is possible. Debra put her mouth on my cock and did some things that I have never had done to me before. I was stroking her hair as she bent over me on the couch, and I heard her husband's breathing start to stutter and pant and I heard my own breathing getting raspy, and then he exploded in the other room and I blasted a day's worth of semen down this lovely wife's throat while she sucked it up with attention and energy. She got every drop and then pumped it a couple of times with her hand and licked up the last dribbles, then started tugging my pants back up, as a sort of hint. She wanted to act like we had not done anything, which was fine with me, she could have a little vacation memory, too, without hubby knowing anything. And I didn't need to steal Yu Lin's glory, this was her night to shine after all.

I heard Yu Lin reciting her "so glad I found you tonight" line, and Debra and I sat up straight and looked bored as her husband got dressed. Yu Lin lay in the bed naked, on top of the covers, her eyelids heavy, her lips swollen with lust. That might have been a little hard for the wife to parade past but she did it with a belly-full of my jizz in her, said good night and went out into the night with her certainly guilt-ridden husband.

Yu Lin made no attempt to get dressed. Her eyes watched me move around her room and she laughed and said, "I can't do the math right now, but I'm gonna need a lot more dicks."

"Not tonight," I said. "You have a long life ahead of you."

"Maybe tomorrow we can come back," she said.

"Maybe," I said.