My name is Mike Tungsten. You’ve probably heard of me. I’m a rock star. Of course Mike Tungsten is just a stage name. You probably know why I chose it, especially if you are a woman. I’ve got a long tongue. A very long tongue. When I stick it out on stage during guitar solos, I know that all the women in the audience are imagining it inside them. They get wet at the thought. And the men, they wish their tongue were like that.

Usually, after the concert, one or two girls get to find out what it really feels like. I don’t drink, don’t do drugs but I’m hyper after concerts. A hot groupie or two is my way to cool down. Take today. I looked at one particular girl between my limo and the elevator, held her gaze for just a moment and nodded slightly. She didn’t look away. That’s all it takes. My bodyguard notices these things even if nobody else does.

I go up to my room and take a shower. I just put on some sweat pants and a T-shirt. By the time I come out the girl is there. Alone, wondering what happens next, sipping a glass of wine the bodyguard gave her after bringing her up, before he went out to stand duty by my hotel room door.

I chose a tall black girl this time, well over six feet, taller than me. She’s wearing a white tank top stretched tight over her large breasts. And a small white mini-skirt stretched tight over her ass. She has really long legs, accentuated by her high-heeled sandals and the shortness of the skirt. The whiteness of her clothes accentuates the blackness of her skin.

I pick up my tumbler of iced tea. Although it looks like it is whisky. I prefer the girls to think I’m drinking with them. It relaxes them. I chat to her, drink my drink and top up her wine glass. She knows she’s there because she wants to fuck me. Well, to be honest, she may just want to feel my tongue inside her but she’s got a pretty good idea that fucking her is what I’m going to want. Sometimes I’m in a hurry but tonight I decide to take things politely. We make small-talk. Her name’s Kiara. She’s 22, she’s an English major. Well, this should become an evening for her to write about. But we don’t mention sex at all, not yet. That would be undiplomatic, too obvious. She may be there to fuck me, but it’s unfair to force her to admit it.

Instead, I get out my camera. I tell her she’s very attractive, that she’s got a model’s body. I ask her to pose for me and I take a couple of photos. Has she ever done any modeling? How about topless? I don’t even have to ask explicitly, she pulls off her top so I can shoot her breasts. They are large, but in proportion since she is so tall. Her skin is very black, her nipples are even blacker. I love to eat dark chocolate. She’s that color and I know I’m going to love eating her too. I take some photos of her. I try and take good ones since I keep a book of all the women. You’d love to see that, wouldn’t you?

I ask her to touch her nipples, to make them hard. We’re still pretending that this is just for better photos. She pinches her nipples making them grow long and erect, her firm breasts more conical than rounded now that they are released from the bra built into her tank top. I ask her if she is wearing panties. Of course she is in that tiny skirt. So slip off the skirt, I suggest. She’s got a white thong, fairly modest from the front but just a thin strip of white material running up between her dark cheeks. I take more photos, from the front, from behind. Bend over that chair a bit? I can see she’s getting a bit turned on now, dressed in just a small thong, bending over with just a fine layer of material covering her pussy, feeling the caresses of my camera. Thinking about the caress of my tongue.

Sometimes I push the photography more, get them completely naked, make them masturbate for the camera. Watch them while the madonna into a slut transformation gradually takes place as they get aroused. But tonight I’m ready to taste her. I come up behind her and put a hand on one of her bare ass cheeks. She doesn’t move away. Her skin is smooth and silky. Black velvet. I put my other hand on her belly. I can feel the tension in her, feel her holding her breath, as I move my hand up onto one of those magnificent firm breasts. I can feel the nipple, hard like a black licorice candy, a point in the palm of my hand.

I move around in front of her so I can caress both breasts. Without my hands leaving her breasts I slowly squat down in front of her. Finally she starts to feel my tongue as I just push the tip of it into her navel and then I trail it lower, across her belly, onto the thin material of her thong. She’s even tenser now as my tongue traverses the white cotton triangle through which I can feel her hair, and follows the curve of her body around until I’m lightly licking her outer lips through her panties. Finally, I lower my hands from her breasts and slowly slide my fingers down her sides. She shivers at the sensation.

I hook my thumbs into the narrow sides of her thong. First I ease it over her ass behind her, and then I pull the front of her thong down so my tongue finally touches the skin of her outer lips directly. She shakes in excitement. I’m pleased that she is waxed smooth on her lips, a sexy contrast to the triangle of wiry curls that she has had left above.

I drop the thong to her ankles and with just a hint of pressure from my hands on her knees she spreads her feet apart to offer me her pussy. She has thick inner labia, dark brown of course, like some exotic meat at an ethnic grocery. I push my tongue back between her lips, licking the length of her slit, tasting the wetness of her arousal. She shivers again. I put my hand behind one knee and lift it up and place a foot on the chair beside us so she’s standing on one leg. She’s completely open now. I can tell she’s anticipating the moment when my tongue enters her cunt. She’s trembling slightly, over-aroused at the thought of her cunt finally feeling my tongue.

She growls like a dog as I push my tongue into her hot entrance. I reach behind and cup her ass cheeks as I start to fuck her with the tip of my tongue. She starts to moan, reveling in the unusual feeling. At first her moans get louder and then she falls quiet and her body tenses, building up to her first climax of the night. Sometime I have to lick a girl’s clit hard too but I can sense she’s going to come from just my tongue in her cunt. I move one of my hands a little so I can get a finger on her asshole. I want to feel the onset of her orgasm in her ass. I twist my tongue a little inside her and she explodes, her body a pulsating firework display of little bursts of joy, her asshole winking on my fingertip.

She almost collapses so I guide her to sit on the chair. I pull my T-shirt over my head while she pulls down my sweatpants. She bends forward. Those black lips wrap around my pink cock and take it into the wet depth of her mouth. You know those monkeys with prehensile tails, well she has a prehensile tongue. She’s doing things with my cock that send out sensations of incredible pleasure. She takes me deeper, pushing my cockhead into the back of her mouth. I feel hard as steel. Or rather hard as tungsten. She’s getting me close to coming. But I don’t want to come in her mouth, or not yet anyway.

I pull out of her mouth and point to the bed. She lies on the bed and parts her legs wide. She reaches down and her fingers part her lips a little. Her pussy is like a pink target surrounded by her thick black inner lips. Dark chocolate with a cherry filling. I slide onto the bed between her outspread thighs. She grabs my cock and guides it into her. She’s wet and ready and although I’m quite wide I slide into her in a single thrust. She moans, lost in her own world of sexual excitement.

I start to fuck her roughly, it’s my turn to take my pleasure. She wraps those long black arms around my neck and those long black legs over my back, taking me inside even deeper. I kiss her hard too, exploring her mouth with my long tongue, feeling her tongue trying to wrap itself around mine.

I stop moving a moment. She’s moving her hips in small thrusts, so I just pause and enjoy the feel as her tight cunt gently fucks my cock. I bet she’s fun to dance with, her body seductively moving with the music. Even barely moving me inside herself, she’s winding me close to coming.

I pull out and move so that my cock is over her face and I slowly lower myself into her mouth. Meanwhile, my face is between her legs. I gently part the lips of her sex, my pale fingers on her chocolate lips. She’s tense again, waiting for my tongue. I’m not going to disappoint and I push myself into her, pushing my lips against her so my tongue goes as deep as possible. I can feel her arousal in the way she’s licking my cock, faster and faster. She’s climaxing again, forgetting to lick me as the first burst of her orgasm hits, and then starting again as it starts to fade. I thrust hard a few times into the back of her mouth and then I’m coming too, exploding jets of my pleasure pumping into her throat.

We lie in each other’s arms for a few minutes. This is where it can get awkward if she wants to stay the night, or wants to have a long conversation. But she’s smart. She picks up her clothes and goes into the bathroom. When she emerges, we cuddle briefly, have a chaste kiss and then she goes. “Sleep well,” she says from the doorway. And now I’m ready to. Nothing like hot chocolate before bed.

Californian milk

I’m Mike Tungsten. I took that stage name because I was born with an exceptionally long tongue. I know it’s a gimmick but it’s an important part of my success as a rock musician. When I stick out my tongue, every woman’s pussy feels it a little.

The side benefit is that after the show I can have pretty much any woman I want. Single, married, young, old, black, white. They all have two things in common. They have a cunt and they want to know what it would feel like to have my tongue in it.

Depending on what mood I’m in I’ll pick a girl. Maybe two. I could have a whole crowd if I wanted but I prefer not to. If a woman is generous enough to give me her body then I like to give her pleasure as well as take it. It’s the least I can do to give her a couple of orgasms.

Sometimes I’m very polite and formal and I invite them up to my room with no mention of sex. Then we have polite conversation and we do something that still has the cover of innocence. I invite them to pose for my camera. Gradually I get their clothes off under guise of photography. They can preserve the fiction that they are not there to be fucked right up to the last moment. They are good girls right up to the moment they become bad.

But sometimes I like to do it differently. I arrive at my hotel. There’s usually a velvet rope and a crowd of women behind it, mostly late teens and early 20s. I look for someone striking, someone with a little special something about them. Tonight, for instance, I’m in San Diego. It’s a hot night and I spot a couple of typical California teenagers. They are in green spaghetti strap tops, one lime-green, one much darker. They are both in tight Daisy Duke cutoff jean shorts. Beach sandals. Their hair is pulled back into ponytails and threaded through baseball caps. They seem the perfect match for a summer evening in southern California. Local, sustainable, organic. Even green, in those tops.

I decide to be blatant tonight. I lean over and whisper to the first of them. “Would you like me to lick your pussy?” It really puts her on the spot. Of course she wants to, but she doesn’t want to admit it just like that without any token resistance. That’s not how she was brought up. But if she says no she knows that I probably won’t ask again, I’ll just keep asking until someone says yes. But she’s brave. She nods and admits in a thin whisper, “yes.”

Instead of asking her friend directly, I keep whispering to the first girl. “What about your friend? Would she like hers licked too?”

“Definitely.” No hesitation this time, she’s not talking about her own modesty. I could just nod to the security guy and have him get the two girls up to my room, but I feel like toying with this one a little bit more out here in public.

“Have you seen her pussy?”

She’s clearly surprised and a bit embarrassed at the question. But I wait for an answer. Finally, she nods and gives an almost inaudible “yes.”

“What’s it like?”

That’s always a hard question to answer. Women have a hard time even describing their own pussies.

“I can’t really say.”

“You’ll have to do better than that if you want to be licked.”

“Hairless. Pretty little pink lips.”

“Have you licked it?” I have a suspicion that these two have been very friendly at some point. She makes a tiny nod, barely moving her head.

And I decide that’s how I want her: barely moving her head. Barely as in naked. I move away, signaling to the security guy. I go up to my room and have a shower. I know the two girls will be in my room when I am ready.

I come out of the bathroom and they are both lying on the bed, each with a glass of something clear on the rocks beside them on the nightstand. I don’t know why the young are so keen on expensive vodka. I don’t drink at all myself, but I’ve tasted it. It tastes of nothing to me.

“What are your names?”

Can you believe they are Brittany and Tiffany? How much more California blonde can you get than that? Brittany was the one I talked to outside so now it’s Tiffany’s turn. No small-talk tonight, let’s get right into something sexual.

“Tiffany, I want to see some breasts.” She moves to pull her top off but I say, “No, not yours yet. I want you to show me Brittany’s.” If we are having a threesome, let’s get everyone involved from the start.

Tiffany doesn’t need telling twice. Brittany sits up on the edge of the bed so that Tiffany is behind her. Tiffany grabs the bottom hem of Brittany’s green top and pulls it up in a smooth movement. Underneath she’s wearing a pale blue bra. As I watch silently, Tiffany unclips it and pushes it forward off Brittany’s shoulders. She’s got medium-sized breasts with little pink pencil-eraser nipples. Her breasts are lightly tanned; she must sunbathe topless. Tiffany doesn’t need any more encouragement. She reaches around the other girl and brings her hands up under her breasts. I can see they are very firm. Tiffany’s fingertips brush the nipples a few times, making them hard.

Tiffany grabs Brittany’s waist and guides her so that now she is kneeling on the bed, her firm breasts still facing me. Tiffany now reaches around and undoes the button on the front of Brittany’s shorts and then slowly slides down the zip. She’s not wearing panties and a few wisps of light brown hair come into view. Tiffany pulls down the denim shorts to Brittany’s knees. The furrow of her sex is clearly visible through the sparse pubic hair. The revealed skin is white and milky, in contrast to her California suntan everywhere else. Brittany wriggles the shorts off her legs. She moves her legs apart giving me a better view of her pussy. I can see the pink lips now, the pink lips that I know I’ll taste later.

As I continue to watch my personal show, Tiffany reaches around Brittany’s body and strokes her fingertips up and down her belly. Each stroke gets lower so that gradually her fingers enter, first Brittany’s fine hair, and finally descend into the start of her slit.

Tiffany starts to caress her friend’s clit, something that it appears she’s done before. Her fingers get lower, vanishing between the pink folds of Brittany’s sex, her fingertips nestling in the opening to her cunt. I know Tiffany will make her come if I leave her, but it’s time for her to lose her own clothes.

“Strip for me Tiffany,” I order her.

Tiffany leaves Brittany on the bed and comes and stands in front of the chair where I’m sitting drinking iced-tea. She sways her hips in time with the hardly audible music in the room. I expect her to take off her top but she starts with her shorts. She undoes the button and the zip. All I can see through the opening is pale milky white skin. She must be shaved or waxed. She turns her back to me, bends forward and works her shorts over her ass. She holds her shorts so I get a good view of her ass. As you can imagine, my cock is rigid by now. She works the shorts a bit lower but cunningly puts a hand between her legs to conceal her pussy. She knows how to tease.

She straightens her legs and her shorts fall to the floor, her pussy still hidden behind her fingers. She turns around to face me and moves closer. She moves her feet apart so her legs are spread wide but still teasing by hiding her pussy with her hand. Finally she moves it away. Her pussy is waxed smooth, a long deep groove between her fleshy lips. Somehow, the fact that she is still wearing her top makes her pussy even sexier. She reaches down with one hand and spreads her outer lips just a little, giving me a hint of the pink sweetness hidden within.

She moves closer to me and stands so her legs are on either side of my knees. She pulls the straps of her top off her shoulders and rolls the top down off her breasts so it is around her waist. She reaches behind and unclips her bra. Then she turns away from me again, drops the bra off her arms and turns back, once again covering herself with her hands. She drops her hands to show me her nipples for the first time. They are surprisingly large, like red raspberries on her pale breasts.

Brittany gets off the bed and comes up behind Tiffany. She reaches between Tiffany’s legs from behind and I can see her finger sliding back and forth along Tiffany’s wet slit. Tiffany bends her knees and spreads her legs a little so I can watch as Brittany’s finger slides into Tiffany’s cunt and she slowly finger-fucks her.

The girls have worked hard to give me a great show and it’s time for me to give them some pleasure. I tell Tiffany to lie face up on the bed and Brittany to lie face down on top of her. The two girls start to kiss without my asking, their breasts pressed against each other and their pussies just inches apart.

I bend forward and make a long stroke with my tongue, starting all the way down at Tiffany’s asshole, sliding up between her lips, over her clit, across the gap to Brittany’s clit, along her slit and over her asshole. I do that a few times but I know what the girls really want is to feel my tongue inside them.

On the next stroke, I lick Tiffany’s asshole as usual and then slide up between her lips. But instead of continuing the length of the double slit I push my tongue hard into her cunt. She jerks in surprise and moans as I move my tongue in her wet cave. Then I pull out and move up to lick Brittany’s asshole. I move down into the divide of her sex and then push my tongue into her. She’s ready, of course, but cries out in excitement even so. Now I start to fuck them both. I few probes in Brittany’s cunt, down, circle her clit a couple of times, down to Tiffany’s clit, circle her clit and then a few thrusts of my tongue into Tiffany’s cunt.

I carry on like this as their arousal builds up. But my arousal has built up too. I want the two girls to lick each other. Brittany lies on her back with Tiffany on top of her, mouth to pussy. My cock is hard. I come up behind Tiffany’s ass, where her tempting engorged folds are ripe for penetration. Brittany stops licking her clit. She moves a little so I can push my cock into her mouth and she can get me to a peak of hardness. I pull out of her mouth and Brittany grabs my cock and positions it between Tiffany’s lips, just nosing into her cunt. “Yes,” Tiffany says as I slowly push forward. I can feel Brittany licking my balls as my cock slides home. I start to fuck her hard, with Tiffany grunting on each rough thrust.

I don’t know what Brittany is doing to Tiffany, if anything, but Tiffany has fallen silent like women often do just before they come. Tiffany suddenly flails around as in a fit, an intense orgasm flooding through her body.

I pull out of Tiffany and she rolls off Brittany. I move between Brittany’s legs. She reaches down and spreads her pink inner lips, offering me her cunt. As I get closer she takes hold of me and guides my cockhead into her, and with a little thrust upwards of her hips she buries my rod in her body. She starts to rock her hips as if she’s salsa dancing. Even though she’s on the bottom she’s fucking me. I feel Tiffany’s tongue on my back, between my cheeks, licking my asshole. These California girls are very inventive.

Brittany reaches down and starts to masturbate as she fucks me in small jerky thrusts. I’m almost coming already. The feel of Brittany’s tight cunt on my cock and Tiffany’s tongue in my ass are too exciting to take much of. Brittany suddenly comes, an orgasm that seemed to come out of nowhere. She stops moving her hips, just masturbating her clit while her orgasm continues. I can feel it inside her, feel her cunt stroking my cock. As it dies down she starts to move her hips again, faster now, fucking me to my own climax. I can feel it building up inside me and then I come. She senses it, then feels it in her cunt as I spurt deep in her warm wet pussy.

The three of us lie on the bed. I’ve got no show tomorrow so I’ll probably let them stay the night if they don’t get all “like you know” and “awesome” on me. Milk for breakfast is always a great way to start the day. Two glasses of milk.

Indian coffee

I’m Mike Tungsten, the rock star. The one thing you need to know about me is that I have a long tongue. It’s part of my act. I love the knowledge that when I stick out my tongue during my act that thousands of women feel it between their thighs.

After the show I usually fuck a groupie to relax. With my tongue, almost everyone wants to come to my room. They stand around the stage door, they stand around the hotel entrance. Many are willing but few are chosen.

However, that kind of sex, where the woman is totally willing and enthusiastic, isn’t the most exciting any more since an experience last year. Rekha was her name. She taught me something about myself. I saw her in the crowd and nodded to the bodyguard. She stood out, an attractive Indian woman in her thirties among all those blonde teenagers, coffee colored skin among all that milk.

She was in my room when I came out of the shower, sipping a beer. She was wearing tight jeans and a little cotton top that left several inches of her belly exposed. There was a line of jeweled buttons down the front of the top leading to a final matching jewel in her belly button piercing.

“Hi Latte,” I said jokingly.

“Latte?” She looked puzzled.

“You’ve got beautiful latte colored skin,” I said.

“Non-fat latte, I hope.” She’s quick.

“Your body looks perfect.” And it did. Except that most of it was still clothed. “What’s your name?”

“Rekha.”

“That’s a nice name. What do you do when you are not going to rock concerts?” I picked up my tumbler of whisky-like iced-tea.

“I’m a doctor.”

“I suppose you want me to stick out my tongue.” I stick it out as if for a medical inspection.

“I’ve never seen one that long.”

“So have you thought about it?” I know she has. All women have.

“About what?” It’s hard to tell if she’s pretending.

“What is it called in those Indian books? Your yoni.”

“You mean my…vagina?”

“I bet you’ve thought about my tongue in there.”

“When?”

“During the concert maybe? When you masturbate?”

“How do you know if I masturbate?”

“I don’t for sure, obviously. Do you?”

“It’s really odd. Usually when there are questions being asked about vaginas and masturbation it’s me doing the asking. I’m not used to anyone asking stuff so…personal.”

“I like to ask intimate questions. And I don’t let people get away with not answering them.”

She laughed. “Your bedside manner needs some improvement.”

“You’d better get into the bed and give me some practice.”

“I’m afraid that if I get into bed then masturbating is going to be the only thing on the menu. I’m engaged. I can’t…well, my fiancé would not approve, to say the least.”

My cock jerked inside my sweatpants. Usually girls came up here and conversation was just a little bit of cover for their modesty, so they could continue to feel like nice girls afterwards. The nice girls that don’t, even though they just did. Rekha would be a challenge to bed, and the thought of fucking her was bringing my cock to attention. The more she didn’t want to fuck me the more I wanted to persuade her.

“Then why did you come up here?”

“I wanted to meet you. I wanted to…well, I thought it would be OK, even though it wouldn’t really, but I thought it would be OK if I kissed you. That it wouldn’t really count to feel your tongue that way.”

“If I kiss you, I want to see more of your body, more of your beautiful latte skin.” Two of us could tease.

“I can’t be…well, I’m not even meant to be in a room alone with you. I definitely can’t take off any clothes.”

“I’ll kiss you if you take off your jeans.”

“I can’t.” She said. But she hesitated just a tiny bit, enough to show she was tempted. I decided to kiss her anyway. Usually if a woman feels my tongue in her mouth she’s not going to want to stop. I hoped Rekha would be like that.

I walked over to where she was sitting, bent down and kissed her gently. I pushed my tongue forward a little and waited, waited for her tongue to summon up the courage to explore. Our tongue touched electrically. Then I pulled away and stood up. I acted as if that was it and she was about to leave.

“That was really nice,” she said. “But, well, not enough. Kiss me again.”

“If you want to kiss me properly you must take off your jeans.”

“Give me another free sample.” She looked up at me from her seat. Her mouth was so kissable how could I resist. I bent down and kissed her again, her tongue quicker to find mine this time. My tongue played with hers for a second or two and then I stood up.

“That’s all you get without showing me your legs.”

“I…” she said. I could see she was wavering. I took her hands, pulled her to her feet and brought my face close to hers. I started to kiss her, very gently, but at the same time my fingers unbuckled the clasp on her belt. She realized what was happening and pushed my hands away. So I pulled away and the kiss was broken. She felt my fingers on the button on her jeans and pushed me away before I could get it undone. I moved my lips closer to hers, started to kiss her and she held off pushing me away long enough for me to undo the button on her jeans and slide down the short zip. I broke the kiss when she grabbed my wrist. She looked down, and quickly pulled the zip back up, but not before I’d seen she was wearing cream-colored lacy panties. The cream contrasted attractively with her skin of her belly, coffee and cream. A few single black curly hairs had worked their way through holes in the lace. My cock jerked in my sweatpants, hungry to see what those cream panties concealed even as the zip hid them away again.

I started to kiss her again and grabbed the buckle end of her belt. As my tongue played with hers, I pulled the belt out from the loops of her jeans. She didn’t seem concerned since she wasn’t revealing any more skin. As I kissed her, I pushed her arms behind her and looped her belt over her wrists. The position pushed her breasts out nicely. She seemed lost in the passion of the kiss as I tightened the belt so her wrists were pinioned behind her back. She could have got them out if she’d seriously tried to. But I didn’t think she seriously wanted to.

I reached down and unzipped her jeans again. With her hands behind her back she couldn’t stop me this time. I pushed her jeans over her hips and down until they fell. I didn’t say anything but she kicked off her sandals and stepped out of the pile of denim at her feet.

“OK. I’m out of my jeans.”

“Do all doctors wear lacy panties?” I asked.

“To be honest, I don’t pay that much attention in the locker room. But I always like to wear good quality underwear under all that hospital drabness. And a matching bra.”

“Show me.”

“I can’t with my arms like this. Anyway, if you are going to make conditions, I’ll make one. You must promise not to try to take it off.”

“Your bra?”

“Yes. And my panties, of course.”

“OK.”

“OK what?”

“OK I promise not to take off your bra or your panties.”

“OK, undo me and let me unbutton it.”

But I didn’t want to undo her wrists, I liked the removal of her power to resist. So instead I reached out myself and undid the row of little jeweled buttons on the front of her top and pushed it back over her shoulders. It fell to her wrists where it was trapped by her belt.

She was indeed wearing a matching cream lacy bra. The material was lacy enough that I could see the dark areolas around her nipples, espresso shots on her latte breasts. Her nipples were clearly excited, small hard points pushing out the thin material. My mouth watered.

I moved back and kissed her again. Properly this time, keeping my part of the deal since she’d kept hers. Or at least she’d let me make her comply. Her tongue was immediately adventurous, playing with mine as I pushed into her mouth. I put my hand on her breast. She pushed it off but didn’t break the kiss. After a short delay, I put my hand back on her breast, flicking the tip of her nipple with a finger. She pushed my hand away again, not so fast and not so convincingly and she continued kissing me. Instead I changed and stroked her side, long sensuous strokes from her bra strap down to her panties, from one piece of cream lace to the other, from the side of her breast to the side of her ass-cheek.

I pulled away from her and fluttered little kisses over her face, on her eyelids, her lips, her chin, the side of her neck. She moaned. She had an especially sensitive spot there. I ran my tongue up and down on her neck, listening to her short breaths. I moved a little lower so my tongue ran onto the upper swell of a breast.

I stood up and kissed her mouth again, gently stroking her tongue with mine. I know how to use my tongue to arouse a woman. As you can imagine, I’ve had a lot of practice.

I went back to the sensitive spot her neck, hearing her moan again. Then lower, planting small kisses on her breasts. Lower still, over the lace of her bra until I was planting kisses on her little nipples, feeling their hardness between my lips. She moaned again, resistance for now at least overcome.

I pulled the cup of her bra down a little and freed a breast. I was within the letter of my promise since I hadn’t taken it off. She twitched a little in surprise when my mouth wrapped over her breast, my tongue circling around her sensitive nipple. I released her other breast and kissed that too. I lightly rolled her nipples between finger and thumb. Her nipples seemed to be very sensitive. Perhaps she was one of those women who can come just from stimulating their nipples. I lowered my head and teased her espresso nipples with the end of my tongue, first one and then the other. I kissed back up her body as my hands followed. I held her head, threading my fingers into her hair as I ran my tongue into her mouth.

I kissed down over her breasts again but this time I didn’t stop. I carried on down until I was kissing the jewel that nestled in her navel, pulling it gently with my teeth. Finally my tongue slid lower still, running across the lace panel at the front of he panties to the creamy bulge of her sex at the top of her thighs.

“No,” she said, turning her body away from me. I reached up, grabbed her waist and moved my head back, forcing my tongue into the small gap at the top of her thighs.

“No,” she said again, trying ineffectively to rotate her body against my hands away from my tongue. I could feel the softness of her pussy-lips through the material. I stroked the material with my tongue, fully knowing that she could feel my tongue with her outer lips. As I pushed a little harder I could feel the outline of the furrow of her sex, knew that my tongue was teasing her inner lips, that indirectly it was sending jolts of pleasure to her clit.

My cock was rock hard now. I knew she would be mine. Once your tongue is on a woman’s clit she’s abandoned all the decisions to you.

I pushed the tip of my tongue harder into the cleft of her sex where I knew here clit was hiding. She moaned as I felt its hard little point. Lost in pleasure now she instinctively moved her feet apart so that my tongue had easy access to the full length of the swelling of her sex inside her lace panties.

I probed her clit with the tip of my tongue through her panties a little more, creating bursts of pleasure and winding up her excitement like a spring. Before she had a chance to react, I pulled her panties to one side and plunged my tongue into the fleshy folds of her cunt, licking the sensitive brown coffee-colored lips and the little pink pearl nestling between where they joined together. At first she squirmed against my hands, once again trying to escape my tongue, escape the indignity. But escaping the indignity would mean escaping the pleasure. Eventually the pleasure won. She bent her knees so that her legs spread more, giving me her pussy. My tongue entered her. To my surprise, and I think hers, she came instantly. I used my tongue in her cunt to coax every last drop of pleasure from her climax.

I moved her so she lay face down on the bed, her arms still tied behind by her belt. She moved her knees underneath her so that her ass stuck in the air. Her panties were still pulled to one side exposing her pussy. I bent forward and very softly licked around the outside of her pussy where it bulged between her thighs. She was very wet with the juice of her orgasm. I opened up her lips and gently pushed my tongue into her. Even though she’d just come she was clearly still aroused. I stroked her clit with a fingertip as I slowly fucked her cunt with my long tongue. She started to rock on her knees, pushing her ass back against my face so my tongue worked deeper into her. She was breathing heavily again, lost in the isolation of her arousal.

I stood up, reached down and pushed my sweatpants down a little releasing my cock. Quickly, before she even realized what was happening, I grabbed her waist and moved so my cockhead touched her opening.

She jerked forward. “No,” she said loudly. “You promised.”

“I promised not to take off your panties and you are still wearing them.” I moved my hips forward a little, pushing my cockhead into her cunt.

“No,” she said again, more seriously this time. “Nooo…ohh.” Her objection turned to an reflex moan of pleasure as I slowly but relentlessly forced my cock deeper into her body. She wriggled against my hands trying to escape but that only moved my cock inside her and aroused her more. I started to move inside her with long, slow strokes, feeling her body gradually relax.

I looked down to see my pale cock sliding between her mahogany colored lips. Her little brown asshole winked temptingly between her fleshy ass-cheeks. I licked my thumb. As I slowly fucked her, I stroked my wet thumb up and down the deep crack of her ass, gradually getting nearer and nearer to her rear entrance. She jerked when I first touched it. I rolled the tip of my thumb on her asshole until it started to yield a little.

“Promise you won’t come in my…yoni.”

“I promise,” I replied. I expect she just meant to pull out and come on her back. But I had other ideas.

Her asshole was untightening as the rest of her body tightened prior to coming again. The tip of my thumb entered her ass. She was pushing back against me, each thrust of my cock burying deep inside her cunt, and my thumb gradually distending her asshole. I let her body approach another climax and when she was on the cusp I forced my thumb into her ass hard. She screamed in pain and surprise and pleasure as her body exploded in an intense orgasm. I fucked her in time with her jerking hips as her body surrendered completely to pleasure. I was nearly coming myself but I had a promise to keep.

Her orgasm seemed to go on and on. I pulled out as it died down, and before she could realize what was happening, I spread her ass cheeks and positioned my cock against her asshole.

“Hey,” she cried as she felt my cock touch its target. She tried to wriggle away but I was holding her hips firmly.

I pushed my cock forward, gently but firmly. The point of the cockhead barely entered her tight hole and she gave a guttural snarl at the unexpected invasion. She’s an animal on heat now. Caution: the coffee you are about to enjoy is very hot. I pulled hard on her hips, forcing a little more of my cock into her and eliciting another animal snarl. A few more hard thrusts and my belly was pressed against her latte cheeks. But she was so tight I was almost coming. I slowly moved my cock back a little and then thrust forward. That was all it took and I started to come, hardly needing to move myself in her asshole as my cock emptied deep into the Indian doctor’s ass. She collapsed onto the bed and I lay on her, my cock deep inside her. Before I softened, I pulled out of her ass. I undid the belt around her wrists, bent forward and kissed the back of her neck as my cock slid back into her warm wet cunt for a final treat. I just moved a little inside her soft velvety vagina as we got our breaths back.

“You taught me something tonight,” she said as I pulled out of her for the last time.

“What?” I replied.

“That anal sex is very intense. In both a good and a bad sense. Too much to take.”

“You taught me something too.”

“What?”

“It’s much more erotic to overpower a woman who resists.”

“You mean rape?”

“It wasn’t rape. You wanted me.”

She thought for a second. “No. It was…it was what I desired but wasn’t allowed to give. But you are still a bastard for not listening to what I told you and taking something that wasn’t yours to take. At least you listened to the bit about not coming in my vagina. Even if you did fuck my ass without even asking.” She got up and pulled on her clothes. “My fiancé is coming to pick me up later. I don’t know that I’ll be able to look him in the eyes.”

“You’ll just have to look him in his cock. Then he’ll never notice.”

“I’ve got to go. I don’t know whether to thank you or hit you. To thank you for the best sex ever or hit you for having sex with me after I’d asked you not to.”

“Thank you Rekha Latte.”

“Thank you, I guess. It’s true you do have an amazing tongue. And that’s an official doctor’s opinion.”

“You have a tasty yoni. And that’s official rock musician opinion.”

I kissed her gently. She turned, gave a little wave, and walked out without looking back. Nothing like a coffee before bed. The best coffee. Starfucks skinny latte coffee.

Japanese oolong tea

I’m Mike Tungsten, the rock act with the tongue. I’m sure you’ve seen me on TV even if you’ve not seen my live. If so you’ll have noticed my tongue. If you are a woman I bet you moved in your seat a little, crossed your legs, squeezed your thighs. Don’t worry, every woman does, you are quite normal. I know you’d like to feel it in your pussy.

But funnily enough I most enjoy sticking it into women who aren’t as enthusiastic as that. I like to steal my pleasure rather than be given it. The trouble is that with almost all women being willing that heightened level of thrill rarely occurs. However, recently I accidentally discovered a new way to find to this special treat. Take two girls, one reluctant, one keen. Use the desire of the keen girl to get the reluctant one.

It was after a concert in Vancouver. When I got to the hotel I spotted them immediately, presumably sisters. They were Asian, maybe Chinese or Japanese. They stood out because they were wearing bright red dresses when everyone was in blue jeans. They also stood out, if it’s not a contradiction in terms, because one was tall and one was short, not even five feet. I’m not particularly into Asian women but these two were like a perfect little plate of sushi, with two exquisite slices of freshness just ready for consumption.

Since they were Asian I thought they might be a bit shy if I asked them directly anything sexual. So I asked them if they were Chinese. It turned out they were Japanese called Rie and Asuka.

“Would you like to have a drink with me?” I asked

“We’re too young to drink,” Rie, the tall one, replied.

“How old are you?”

“I’m 20 and my younger sister Yuka was 18 a couple of weeks ago.”

In fact, like most Asians, they looked even younger than that, especially the younger Yuka who barely had any breasts and with her short hair could easily be taken for a 14-year old boy if not for the bright red dress.

“We don’t have to drink alcohol,” I said as I walked off. I signaled to my bodyguard and found the elevator to my room.

When I came out of the shower the two girls were sitting demurely on the end of the bed, each holding a soda of some sort.

“Did you enjoy the concert?” I asked. I thought I’d better start slowly and not scare them off.

“Yes, very much,” said Rie.

“How about you?” I asked Yuka. She’d not said a word yet.

“Yes,” she said, looking away, obviously very shy.

“Would you like to see it?” I asked the older Rie.

She looked puzzled for a moment before she realized what I meant. “Your tongue? Oh, yes please.”

I stuck out my tongue as far as I could, watching Rie. I guessed she’d at least be imagining me kissing her, if not tonguing her pussy. Whereas Yuka was probably too young an inexperienced to be thinking along those lines. Probably a virgin. Of course I planned to change that.

I sat on the bed beside Rie and put my arm around her. “Would you like to experience being kissed by me?”

I was surprised how much she was obviously struggling with the answer. She obviously wanted to but she didn’t want to admit it. Usually a kiss wasn’t enough to get up a woman’s defenses. So I just leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. Then I kissed her again but she turned her head so that our lips met. She opened her mouth, anticipating the touch of my tongue. However, I pulled away, sensing her disappointment.

“Take your dress off,” I whispered in her ear. “Then I’ll kiss you properly.”

She considered it for a moment. She discussed something with her sister in Japanese, obviously arguing with her. Finally she turned to face me. I wasn’t quite sure what they were doing. Then Yuka reached over and undid the long zip down the back of the dress that clearly Rie couldn’t reach herself. Rie stood up and wriggled out of the dress. She was wearing a pair of panties with a diamond pattern and a matching bra.

I put my hand on Rie’s neck and pulled her towards me. Our mouths met and her tongue aggressively met mine in a surprisingly passionate kiss. As our tongues continued to joust, my hand cupped one of her breasts. She didn’t make any move to remove it. I could feel her nipple through her bra, a hard point in the palm of my hand.

I was wondering how I was going to get the shy Yuka out of her dress when I had an idea. I stopped kissing Rie.

“If you want me to carry on kissing you, your sister has to get out of her dress too.”

Rie turned to Yuka and they started talking in Japanese. Clearly Rie was trying to persuade Yuka to take off her dress but Yuka was reluctant.

Rie turned back to me. “She doesn’t have a bra on.”

I suspect she’d have been just as reluctant if she had been wearing one, but there was an easy way to counter that excuses. I quickly reached behind Rie, unclipped her bra and pulled it off. Rie had firm grapefruit-sized round breasts with small light brown nipples surrounded by little quarter-sized aureoles.

“Neither do you now,” I said, smiling, sliding my hand back onto her breast and gently rubbing a nipple with the palm of my hand.

Rie turned back to her sister again and argued again in Japanese. She reached out and tried to grab Yuka’s zip but Yuka pulled away. I stood up, moved in front of Yuka bent down and kissed her gently on her lips. I don’t think she’d ever been kissed before.

I kissed her again, this time letting my tongue probe her mouth a little. At the same time I gestured to Rie to unzip her dress. While Yuka was transported by her first real kiss, her elder sister undid her dress. As I continued to kiss her I pulled her dress forward off her arms.

She was almost flat-chested. Her breasts were little cones crowned with surprisingly large nipples.

I stopped kissing her for a moment. Her hands flew to cover her breasts as if she’d only just noticed we’d undressed her. I kissed Yuka again and pulled her to her feet. Rie pulled her dress down her legs. Yuka was just wearing a pair of plain white cotton panties. I half-expected to see Winnie-the-Pooh on them.

I pulled Rie to her feet too so the two girls faces are close. I kissed them, alternating my tongue between their two mouths. Luckily the kissing was turning Yuka on and so she was being surprisingly compliant. I ran my hand up her side and stroked her nipple with my thumb. It was rock hard.

I licked Rie’s ear gently, and at the same time I said, “Do you want me to lick you?”

“Where?” she said. I knew she knew the answer, she’s was just reluctant to agree immediately.

“I know you want to feel my tongue in your pussy, not just your ear.”

She sighed, already imaging the pleasure she was going to feel, imagining my tongue writhing inside her like a snake.

“Yes. I…I was thinking about it during the show.”

“But I want to taste your sister’s pussy first.”

“But she’s a virgin.”

“Then she’ll taste especially good.”

“But…well, she won’t do it.”

“Then you’ll have to persuade her.”

I lay down on the bed and looked at the two girls standing there in just their panties. They looked back at me, unsure of what was next.

“On a count of three, take off your panties,” I said. “One…two…three.”

Rie didn’t need telling twice. She already knew she wanted her pussy licked and so she’s would have to have to get out of her panties sooner or later. She quickly pushed her panties down and steps out of them naked. She had a small triangle of black silky pubic hair that didn’t completely hide the cleft of her sex. However, Yuka didn’t remove her panties, instead she held the waistband as if otherwise a strange force might pull them off. Rie said something to her in Japanese. She snapped back and just grabbed the waistband harder. Rie grabbed Yuka’s panties and tried to pull them down, but Yuka had too strong a grip.

I came over to Yuka and took her in my arms. She relaxed against me. I started kissing her once again. I had one arm around her holding her tight. Then I stroked my hand over her belly as I kissed her, slid my hand onto hers where she was still grasping her panties’ waistband. Then I slid lower, my fingertips pressing against her panties feeling the fleshiness of her pussy-lips through the cotton. She stopped kissing me. Her body jerked, pulling away a little but she was small and I was strong.

I moved my hand back to stroke her hand again. Then I slid my fingers under her waistband and into her panties. She hardly had any pubic hair that I could feel. My finger pushed lower, between the fleshy pillows and into her deep furrow. She grabbed my wrist as if to stop me. But as I started to stroke her clit I felt her give up the struggle and surrender to the novel pleasurable feelings I knew she was experiencing for the first time.

I felt Yuka’s panties suddenly disappear as Rie finally managed to get her sister naked.

“Does that feel good?” I whispered to Yuka.

“Yes…I don’t know. I shouldn’t be doing this.”

Rie took even more initiative as I continue to kiss Yuka while my finger caressed her hard little clit. She pulled down my sweatpants leaving me was just wearing a T-shirt. My cock was rigid of course, sticking out horizontally from my body.

“Have you ever seen a cock?” I asked Yuka.

She looked down. “It’s so big,” she gasped. She moved her hand and grasped it almost experimentally, seeing what a cock felt like for the first time.

I picked up the naked Yuka and laid her down on the bed and moved up beside her, pulling off my T-shirt so I was naked too. Rie got onto the bed beside me, grabbed my cock and started to gently stroke me. I kissed my way down Yuka’s body, across her tiny breasts, down over her boyish stomach. She didn’t resist when I put my hands on her thighs and spread her legs to reveal her pussy. I realized I was probably the first person ever to see it. Her fleshy outer lips hid everything until with my fingers I gently opened up her pussy to reveal little brown petal-like lips hidden inside, guarding the entrance to her tiny cunt. Yuka moaned as I ran my tongue the length of her untasted virgin pussy.

I pushed the tip of my tongue into the little opening to her cunt. I moved my tongue in tiny circles, gradually penetrating deeper into the young girl’s body. Yuka was moaning almost continuously now. Oral sex will always be a disappointment to her after this.

Now it was Rie’s turn. She’d kept her part of the bargain helping me to lick Yuka first. I moved her onto her back. She spread her legs wide, offering her pussy to me. It was very different from her sister’s with big puffy inner lips. I moved on the bed so that my cock was above her mouth as my tongue started to explore her pussy. She lifted up her head and took my cock into her mouth, her tongue on its own voyage of exploration.

While my tongue explored Rie’s pussy, and my cock gently fucked her mouth, I reached over and fingered Yuka’s pussy, working a fingertip into her opening. She was incredibly tight but luckily she was very wet so I gradually worked more and more of my finger inside. At the same time I stroked her clit with my thumb.

I moved between Rie’s outspread legs and lay on her. My cock was just resting against her pussy lips.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” I whispered in her ear.

“Oh yes,” she moaned. She reached down and held my cock to guide it into her.

“But only if I’ve fucked your baby sister first.”

I pulled away from her. I could see the disappointment in her face. Her body was so aroused, she’d felt my cock against her pussy, imagined the moment I slid into her, and then the prize was taken away.

I rolled off Rie onto my back. I grabbed Yuka and positioned her so she was squatting over my mouth, holding onto the bedhead. I couldn’t really see anything because of Yuka’s body, but I could feel Rie’s mouth on my cock again. Rie started to fuck my cock with her mouth and Yuka, now getting more and more uninhibited, was rocking her hips fucking my tongue. I pushed it as deep into her as I could. Yuka’s body trembled with sexual tension as my tongue coaxed her orgasm up from the depths. Yuka cried out loudly as her orgasm burst through her like a firework display.

I grabbed the tiny Yuka and rolled her onto her back on the bed while the final tremors of her orgasm died away. The much larger Rie flung herself across her little sister’s body, pinioning her to the bed. I grabbed Yuka’s thighs, spread them wide leaving her tiny cunt defenseless. I positioned my cock against her pussy and thrust my hips forward hard. She cried up in surprise and pain as the head of my cock entered her unused pussy. I pulled out slightly and then thrust my hips forward roughly again, generating another squeal of indignation. She was saying something to her sister in Japanese. She was incredibly tight. I looked down and could see her thin labia stretched around my cock like an elastic band. I pulled back out of her a little. I love deflowering virgins. I pushed forward again, going deeper this time.

Gradually Yuka’s body relaxed and I could move more easily inside her pussy. The tears of pain were replaced with moans of pleasure. Rie moved away, no longer needing to prevent her little sister escaping. I could feel her behind me stroking my balls and my asshole as my hips rose and fell. Yuka was so tight that I wouldn’t be able to last long and I’d promised Rie I’d fuck her too.

I pulled out of Yuka and rolled onto my back. I held my blood and juice covered cock so it pointed at the ceiling. Rie didn’t need to be told what to do. She squatted over me and lowered her pussy until it was touching my cock. Then, slowly, she lowered her body. I watched as my cock gradually vanished into the elder sister’s body. She leant back and rested on her hands and started to move her hips up and down. I lay still and watched the show as she slowly fucked me.

I beckoned to Yuka and she came over. I guided her head so that she kissed and then nibbled on my nipples. I love that. I stroked the side of her body and flicked a thumb over one of her tiny breasts, making her nipple hard. My orgasm was building up inside me as Rie started to fuck me harder. As I started to come I pulled out of Rie, grabbed Yuka’s head and thrust my cock into her mouth. I started to fuck her mouth, ignoring her gagging. Rie reached under my body, caressed my balls with her fingertips and, just before I started to come, pushed a long finger into my asshole. As Rie started to fuck my asshole, my orgasm arrived. I fucked Yuka’s mouth hard as I pumped cum into the back of her throat.

After we got our breath back, I took the girls into the enormous shower in the bathroom and let them wash themselves and me. Then we all rolled into the big bed. Yuka fell asleep almost immediately, tired out by the first sex of her life.

Rie was lying on her front, half-asleep. She reached over and held my cock, already starting to get hard again. She slowly stroked me as I hardened more between her fingers. I reached over and slipped my finger between her ass cheeks. I gently circled a fingertip on her asshole. I was about to ask her if she wanted to be fucked in the ass but, as if to answer the question, she reached back and spread her cheeks with her hands. I moved my hand lower between her legs to get some of her cunt-juice on my finger. Then I slowly pushed it into her. I gently fucked her ass with one finger until she relaxed a little. Then I worked a second finger in alongside, forcing her asshole open.

I moved so that I straddled her legs. I spat on her asshole and rubbed in the lubricating saliva. Then I bent my body over hers, aimed my cock at its target and pushed slowly but firmly into her, watching as the tight brown asterisk of her asshole distended to accommodate my cock. She was panting at the intense feeling. I started to fuck her, gently at first and then harder, burying my cock completely in her ass until my belly pressed against her ass-cheeks. I reached underneath her body until I found her clit. Each thrust of my cock into her ass pushed her body down against the bed and pushed her clit across my fingertip. It took only a few moments of those extreme feelings before she came, moaning quietly into the mattress.

“Where would you like me to come?” I asked her. Finally I’ll give her a choice in something.

“My mouth.”

I pulled out of her ass and got off the bed. She lay on her back with her head just across the edge of the bed. I put my cockhead into her mouth and enjoyed the feeling as her tongue explored it. Then I started to fuck her, first into the back of her mouth. As I fucked her harder I could feel my cock going down her throat. As I started to come I pulled out of her mouth so that I could watch as the spurts of jism pumped from my cock into her open mouth. Finally I moved forward again so that she could lick off the last of my cum and clean my cock.

I got back onto the bed and lay there between the two beautiful Japanese teenagers. Two exquisite porcelain cups of Japanese oolong tea. I think I’ll probably have some for breakfast.