Norma

Ned answered his phone at work. It was Norma, calling from her office.

"Got a minute to talk?" she said.

"Sure," he said, kicking his office door closed and looking out the window at an unusually busty young woman walking down the street.

"You won't believe what just happened. And at ten in the morning."

"Your boss finally got in your pants."

"How'd you guess?"

"You said he's been after you for months. Where did you do it, in his office?"

"No. In his executive washroom."

"Wow. Did you take a shower afterwards?"

"No."

"So what happened."

"He finally talked me into it and we went in there and there was this big bathmat and took off his clothes. He has a huge cock."

"No kidding."

"And he asked me to eat him first."

"Did you?"

"No. I told him if he wanted to fuck, I could deal with that, but I didn't want to be just some boss' blowjob girl."

"Good for you. Stick up for your rights. And your mouth."

"I did, believe me. And more."

"How so."

"He didn't have a rubber so I made him shoot on the floor. After we fucked for about five minutes, I knew he was about to come so I pulled him out and jacked him off on the floor."

"How did he like that."

"Well, you know how my hands feel."

"Yeah. He must have loved it."

"Said my hand was softer than my cunt."

"Fewer callouses, he means, you old slut."

"Now, now. You're just jealous." She paused. "If you're feeling jealous, why don't you have a shoot while I tell you about it."

"Good idea. Let me lock the door." He did so and returned to the phone and took his penis out of his pants.

"Okay, give me some good old Norma phone sex."

"Well, when we got in the bathroom I did a little strip for him as he took off his clothes. I trimmed my hair down there last night so it looked really sexy. Then I sort of danced around with my crotch in his face and he stuck his tongue in me." Ned was hard now stroking himself.

"I'm getting going."

"Good. I think I'll have a little touch myself... Then after I was all wet I... uh, yes... guided him in and he started fucking me on the bathmat. I had him lean back and we watched him... uhh, uhhh, yes... fuck me. He said he had fantasized about it for months and it was... ooohh, yes... better than his fantasy. My breasts were flopping around like crazy and I played with... uh, I'm thinking about his big.... cock, fuck me, uhhh... my nipples. Drove him completely... here I uhh go...wild."

"I'm just about... there."

"And finally I... uhhh... groaned a few... times like I was coming and he... said he was going to come... oh, honey, I'm so hot, ohhh... and I told him not without a... rubber and then I...uhhh...pulled back and... ugh, I'm doing.. it... stroked him off between my... legs on the... ugh, ugh, fuck me, big cock...uhh... bathmat. Then I... masturbated myself till I... oh, my, I'm so hot, honey... came... and he sat there drooling."

"Uh, huh," he said, breathing hard.

"Oh, honey, are you... coming."

"Just... about," he said. "Keep talking, you fucking... whore."

"I'm your big... fucking... whore, honey, and if I were... there I'd be... uh, licking you right now and then I'd push you... uhh... down my throat and suck you... till you dropped. Suck, suck, honey, Norma's deep... throat... like a big wet cunt... fucking you... silly."

"That... does... it," he said.

"Oh, yum... I wish I were there to see you come, honey."

After he had wiped himself off and thrown the tissues in the wastebasket he spoke.

" What's next."

"I think I'll be getting a little raise next month."

"Good for you."

"And I'll buy you dinner."

"Yum. Maybe I'll just eat you instead."

"That would be lovely."

"With champagne. Drink it out of your cunt."

"That sounds sexy. Have you ever done it."

"Yeah, in college, only with beer. A bunch of us in my fraternity had one of those things they call a pig party and this one girl volunteered to let us drink beer out of her cunt. It was pretty wild."

"Taste funny?"

"Not after the first load. Tasted like beer."

"Well, we'll have to try that."

"What are you doing after work."

"I don't know. I was supposed to meet someone but I can cancel. You want to get together."

"Sure. I want to see your haircut."

"Why don't you come by the house when you get off work."

"Fine. See you then."

They hung up. Ned's secretary, Marie, leaned in the door.

"Talking to Norma again, huh."

"Yeah, How can you tell."

"I heard you lock the door. I don't know how you can do that sitting at your desk."

"It's easy. You just take it out and pull on it."

"Not like the real thing, though."

"No. Want to show me that."

"Not today, boss. I've got the curse."

"Curses."

"Ha ha."

Marie left and he prepared to go to lunch. Later that afternoon his secretary came back in to tell him she was leaving early.

"Hot date?"

"I don't know. Meeting a guy for a drink. Met him at a bar over the weekend when we were both with other people."

"Which bar."

"You know, that one you go to in Georgetown. The Guards."

"What's the guy's name."

"Brian."

"I know him. Used to be after my wife. When I had a wife."

"Is he nice."

"Yeah, typical nice Irish guy."

"Probably doesn't fuck worth a damn."

"I don't know. I guess some of them are pretty good."

"If they don't get drunk first."

"Yeah, I've heard that."

"Well, thanks for letting me off."

"You won't be able to do it anyway because of the curse."

She smiled.

"I don't really have it. I just didn't want to be talking to you that way right after you jacked off talking to Norma on the phone. Sloppy seconds aren't my thing."

"Well, aren't you the clever one."

"I am, actually."

They had copulated once briefly in the three years she had been working for him but it was after a staff party and he couldn't remember much. Neither could she.

"We'll have to get together."

"We'll get together when you've given up Norma. She's got too big a hold on your wienie."

"Maybe so."

"I could show you a few things that old bitch doesn't know about."

"I imagine you could."

"Keep imagining. It's all there, sweetie. But you aren't getting any till...."

She smiled again and left.

Ned wondered how it would be again with Marie. Maybe she did have something. The phone rang. It was Norma.

"Oh, honey, I can't meet you tonight. The guy said he wouldn't see me anymore if I couldn't see him tonight. Said he was tired of being put off."

"That's all right. I'll just pleasure myself. I know how to do that."

"I'm sorry. How about tomorrow night."

"Sure," he said. "If I don't have a date."

"Ha ha. I'll call you in the morning."

"Take an aspirin."

"Ha ha." They hung up.

Ned left his office about six. It was a pleasant night. He thought he'd go to the Guards himself and see what was going on. He walked across the park and 15 minutes later was seated at the bar talking to the bartender. Nick. There were a few people there, none of whom he particularly knew.

Then Marie came in with Brian. They said hello and Marie gave him a "don't butt in" look. He smiled at her and watched as they went to the other end of the bar and claimed two stools.

"Who's that with Brian. Good looker."

"My secretary, believe it or not."

"No kidding. Nice."

"Yeah. Good thing I don't believe in office romances."

"You better believe it. Deadly."

He finished his martini and ordered another. He was watching the news as a woman sat down next to him. He turned to look at her. Well-dressed, dark pageboy haircut, bright red lipstick, oriental woman with beautiful eyes. He had seen her before.

"Hello, Ned, remember me?" she said.

"Everything but the name, I'm sorry to say."

"Sue. As in Sue-Ling."

"Right. Sue. How are you."

"Fine. Stood up for a date. Want a date."

"Sure. What were you going to do."

"Meet here for a drink and go see the new show at the Kennedy Center."

"No kidding. Which is that."

"It's called Swing. Broadway tryout musical. Supposed to be good music."

"Sounds like fun. Do you have tickets already?"

"At the box office. Friend of mine got me comped. She's married to the guy who is and plays the drummer in the show."

"Even better."

"Thanks. I want to see it and I didn't want to go alone."

"Me neither."

They had another drink and decided to walk to the center since it was a warm night. On the way they talked about each other and Ned was amazed at her history. Daughter of a Chinese mother and a Caucasian father, she had a degree from UCLA in history and worked at the International Monetary Fund as a researcher. She was bright. And for an oriental woman, she seemed to have big breasts/

"You like Washington?" he asked.

"Not as well as L.A., but it's where the action is in my career field, I guess. Or Europe."

They saw the musical. The music was wonderful but the story line was weak. On the way out they met the woman who had gotten Sue Ling her tickets and said hello.

"There's a cast party at the Channel House down the street. Want to come?"

Ned and Sue Ling looked at each other.

"I do have a pretty easy day tomorrow," she said. "Why not?"

The three of them walked to the restaurant, known as a haunt for cheating people and was called the Carnal House by locals. Ned told the two women this and they laughed.

"I didn't know Washington had hideaways," Sue Ling said.

"See what you think," Ned said. "The place is so dark you can barely see."

They arrived and groups of actors and musicians from the play began to arrive. Ned remarked that the women looked much different from they way they had on stage, They were casually dressed and seemed not to care much about their appearance. He gathered that most of them were from New York.

Sueling and he sat at a table with the woman Laurie and her husband Butch. Butch was a professional drummer as well as actor and had traveled all over the world with various bands, including Dave Brubeck and Count Basie. He had a musician's sense of humor, meaning to Ned that the sicker the joke the better he liked it.

After about an hour Sue Ling said she wanted to go home. Ned was glad to go and he walked her to her apartment near Washington Circle.

"Want to come up for a minute," she asked

"Sure."

They entered her apartment and she made coffee. They sat on her sofa and talked about the show in a desultory way. He could sense something was coming. Then it did.

"Are you by any chance interested in having sex? Like sort of right now?" she asked suddenly, looking at him. . "Ah, well..." he said.

"Good. Come with me." She grabbed his hand and led him to her bedroom and began undressing.

"You're serious."

"Absolutely. Old Chinese custom. Sex on the first date."

"Really."

"Not really. Just one of my Chinese customs. No strings attached." As she said this she kicked off her shoes and unzipped her skirt. Turning towards him, she lowered it slowly, revealing see-though pantyhose that showed her copious vaginal hair. She removed the skirt and left her pantyhose on while she undid her blouse. He had thought she had small breasts but realized she had a tight athletic bra. After she took off her blouse she unhooked the bra between her breasts and slowly pulled the two cups back. As she did so her breasts seemed to grow out towards him, her nipples fetchingly dark and erect.

"I got these from the American side of my family. I think they're nice, don't you?"

"Uhh, yes," Ned said.

"Now for the best part," she said. She slowly pulled down her pantyhose, and her vaginal hair jumped out from her crotch much the same way her breasts had.

"I haven't shaved for two years," she said. "It's a complete bush down there. I can see you like it," she smiled. Ned contemplated her remarkable and unexpected fullness.

"You have a girlfriend?"

"I have a former girlfriend," he said. "Now just friends."

"Good. If we get it on, maybe we can see each other from time to time. Are you a good fuck?"

"Uh, well... I don't know. I haven't been rated."

"Well, I'll be glad to rate you. And you'll notice that my vagina doesn't run sideways." She moved towards him, her lovely body looming large in his eyes.

"What do you mean," he said, taking off his own clothes and continuing to look at her remarkable body.

"Old wives' tale that oriental women's vaginas ran side to side rather than up and down. Especially in your American Navy during the time of the Boxer Rebellion."

"You're serious."

"Yes. Silly, isn't it."

"Yes."

"But my big chest is American."

"I'll say," he said.

"If you want to, you can fuck them, too."

She got on the bed and sat propped up against the headboard.

"But first, how do you feel about, well, cunnilingus," she said, spreading her legs to him.

"I enjoy it. My tongue enjoys it very much. I sometimes wish I could come with my tongue. Would you like me to provide a small demonstration?"

"Please. A large one. Do you think you can find me amidst all that hair," she giggled.

"I think so," he said.

He climbed on the bed and moved to put his head between her legs. He did so and inserted his tongue as she held his head with her hands and pushed it into her.

"Oh, yes, very good. Very, very... good. Mmmmmm. I was thinking about... ahhh... this at the theater. I couldn't wait to get you between... my... legs. It's such a... lovely feeling. You have a nice tongue...very, very nice, ahh, tongue. Oh, yes."

"Mmmmm," he said. She began to moan. Not long after she spoke again.

"I'm going to... come now," she whispered. "I going... to come big. Very... fast. Oh, my, yes, such a... nice... big... big... come... ahhhh, God, yes... ahhhh." She squirmed, her breastss wobbling, as he continued his ministrations.

She spasmed up into him and he felt her hips pushing against his face as she came. He liked the taste of her and told her so.

"I'm glad," she said. "Now I would like to taste you. Do you like to have your penis all the way down my throat or just in my mouth."

"Anyway you like," he said, as they both looked as his bobbing erection.

"It is a nice penis, I think. I like the fact you have been circumcised," she said. "And it's definitely ready. It's dribbling."

"Yes," he said.

"How lovely. Come, big cock, to the mouth of your little Chinese whore. She wants to suck you and make you come." She moved her head down, her black hair in bangs hanging over his crotch and her breasts rubbing against him as she engulfed him. Her tongue moved quickly and within a short time he was spasming into her as she nodded and hummed her assent, swallowing his come. Then she looked up at him with a smile.

"You came very fast. You must have been ready."

"You are very proficient."

"I like sucking on men's cocks very much. It feels good in my mouth and it gives one a wonderful sense of power."

"Obviously."

"I have given blow jobs to many men, but not any nicer than you. Your penis fits my mouth and throat very well. Now we must rest a minute and then I want you to put your beautiful Caucasian cock in my tight little Oriental cunt."

"Yes," he said, looking at her lithe body.

"You like my body?" She rubbed her hands up and down on her hips.

"Very much," he said.

"Good, because it likes yours. I am tired of Chinese men with their moods and their foreskins. I think I need a good Caucasian man. Are you available to... copulate regularly?"

"I could be."

"I don't care if you copulate with other people as well. In fact, when we copulate I would love to hear you tell me about copulating with your other women. It makes me very hot. I would just like to know you could be available when I need to be fucked. Like physical therapy."

"Yes."

"Good," she said, smiling at him. "My first Caucasian lover."

"Really."

"Really. It is a big step for a Chinese to move away from her culture."

"Yes, I can imagine."

"But I have been headed this way for some time. That's part of the reason I go to that bar. All nice Caucasian men."

"Not all nice."

"Of course not, but many are. And you are my pick of the crop."

"Am I indeed."

"Yes, I think you are somewhat more sensitive than they, but not as prone to undue sentimentalism."

"Yes."

"You have other women."

"I had one but she now has other interests."

"Do you see her."

"Only from time to time when we are both very horny and there are no other options."

"That sounds very sensible. Very Chinese, in fact. Is she a proficient copulator."

"Very, I think. She is Norwegian."

"Ah, yes, I have heard that Norwegian women are very gifted sexually."

"I believe she is one."

"That is nice for you. Soon you will be able to compare her with a Chinese."

"Yes. I am looking forward to it." He leaned over and kissed her and she kissed him back, putting a hand on his penis.

"It is almost ready," she whispered.

"Yes," he said. As he spoke his penis got hard and he moved on top of Sueling. She guided him into her vagina, which was wet and very warm.

"Now... you get a... very, very... ahhh, yes... hot Chinese copulation," she said. "Now you will... make me... come very fast."

"Not too... fast, I hope," he said.

"It doesn't... uhhh... matter. We can fuck all... night and reach the... ahh, fucking again, yes... point where we come... slower. Ah.... you're really... copulating with me... now. I love it. I love your... uhhh... big cock. Now please to fuck your little... Chinese... whore. Fuck her very hard... now."

"Oh, my, this is... good, isn't it," he said.

"You like... fucking a... Chinese... with tight cunt... and big... tits."

"Very... much."

"Is it different from... uhhh, yes... your... Norwegian... ahhh, yes, there it is... cunt... whore."

"Yes."

"Ahh, yes, oh, yes, in... in me... how am I... different."

"You are tight and you... move... differently. It's as if you were... liquid."

"Yes," she said. "And you are good, too. You are... what we call... a barbarian... brute... oh, fuck me, yes... in Chinese."

"I don't... mean to be."

"That is.. a good... ughh, ugh, push hard... thing in Chinese. It has very...ugh, oooh... dangerous... and sexy connotations. Now tell... me what... you are... thinking... ahhh, fucking..."

"Oh."

"So now copulate... with me... till I... ahh... come. Fuck me... as hard... as you can. Please. Yes... yes... fuck harder... harder." He was banging away at her and she was moving under him with every stroke. He felt his cock all over her insides, almost as if it were flapping around.

"Here... I go... now... yes, I'm coming, Ned, now... I'm coming big... big... ah, yes... keep fucking me and I... will keep coming... Oh, your little Chinese... cunt is, ahh, is... coming... just like that. Come... come... oh, baby, yes... come... ahhhhhh."

Then Ned came and afterward she licked his limp penis. He liked seeing her hair there. They rested and did it again before he finally went home. She saw him to the door in her nightgown and put her hand on his penis through his trousers.

"Take good care of this," she said. "I am growing very attached to it."

"You were certainly attached to it this evening."

"If you stay here any longer I will have to fuck you again."

"Is that a threat or a promise."

"Or would you like me just to suck you off right here." She knelt in front of him and unzipped his zipper.

"Really," he said.

Suddenly her mouth was on him and he felt himself coming erect again. She began in earnest on him and his knees began to feel weak.

"I'm..." he said.

She removed her mouth.

"Sit over here," she said. Ned moved to a chair and she again swallowed him whole. He lay back in the chair as she continued on him, taking his penis all the way down her thoat and humming as she did do. He watched, fascinated, as her breautiful face moved up and down on him, and he began to massage her shoulders as she continued. Finally he was spasming into her for the fourth time that evening and she was swallowing him.