My name is Christina and Iâm roughly 4ft 6 inches tall weighing at nearly 90 pounds. Iâm an Asian with typical Asian features like pearly black eyes and jet black hair. Theyâre really long, until the middle of my back now. I think Iâve got ample chests with 36C tits. My extremely sensitive nipples are in a shade of brown that really stand out like pencil tips. You can easily arouse me by touching them. I donât really know about this but my boyfriend, Michael, tells me that my lips are full and slightly pout. His words really and he describes them as âbegging to be kissedâ. I wouldnât know much about that having only his lips that I have ever kissed. I maintain an exercise routine that includes swimming and jogging. Plus I sometimes visit the gym for some extra push. I also like ball games like soccer, basketball, tennis, volleyball, etc. You could say that Iâm quite active but in fact it really keeps me in shape.
Iâve been quite reserved for the better part of my life right until recently when Iâve took a big step forward to opening up myself. From the baggy, floor length clothes to the more daring, skimpy, sexy clothes. Itâs been a real change for me and Iâm really enjoying it.
This happened some time after got me cherry âeatenâ by Michael. Oh, for those of you who donât know, Michael is my boyfriend whoâs 5ft 6, 132 pounds and has a really athletic body. Heâs also an Asian with the typical black eyes and matching hair. We were in Michaelâs room studying after school, well, sort of studying. Weâve now formed a routine where we go his place after school and after refreshing ourselves in his well stocked kitchen, we head up to his room where he turns on the air-conditioning and prepares the setting of the room while I dress up in the washroom. I would try on different clothing or different combinations, getting inspirations from the net, magazines or asking Michael.
This particular day, I was wearing a baby blue tank top that was cut right under my tits, the bottom of my globes were teasingly in view whenever I stretched or reached for something. The neckline was a low V cut that showed quite a lot of cleavage as well. For the bottom, since it was a hot day and we were indoors, I was wearing a matching color bikini bottoms that were held together on the sides with strings. Although it wasnât a thong bikini but I assure you enough skin was showing. Once I stepped out of the washroom Michael was still selecting which CD to play. So I took my homework and plopped myself into his extremely comfortable recliner armchair. The material is smooth and soft. The chair like sucks you into it, and you feel so wonderful you wouldnât want to budge at all.
So after 5 more minutes he finally settled with a Kenny G album. Hmm⌠relaxing, mood setting music, heâs definitely improving. So he turns around and at the sight of my super sexy attire, drops the remote heâs holding and stares dumbly at me mouth wide open. I took a look at his hilarious expression, chuckled and continued reading. He spent a whole 5 minutes taking in the wonderful scene in front of him. I could feel his piercing eyes on every inch of my body. I was curled up in the armchair and my legs folded under me. Still I could feel his eyes on my tits squeeze together by my arms, trailing on my long, slim legs to the toes and trying to peak down south that was currently hiding from his view. I was starting to get aroused and warm up already with his hot stares and I could feel my bikini bottom starting to get wet. Even the smell of arousal was pungent in the room within a few minutes. There was sexual tension in the air.
âWhatcha reading there?â he asked suddenly, breaking the silence.
âOh! Just todayâs homework Ms. Chin asked us to go home and work on itâ I replied.
âYouâre sure working on it. Mind if I join you?â He was pacing slowly towards me.
âSureâŚâ I moved a bit to accommodate him in the chair. The armchair was quite a big one that a person could sleep curled up in it. And itâs definitely fit enough for two people, two people who didnât mind being in intimate contact that is.
Michael sat beside me, arms encircling me while his head placed on my shoulder reading over it. We both started reading the article our teacher gave us, for a while that is. I started feeling him nibble on my shoulder, then higher on my neck and finally, on my ears. His fingers, however, were tracing circles on my bare arms, drifting lower and lower onto my abdomen. At this point my mind was a blur and I couldnât read a single word in front of me. Although the book was merely inches away from me, it couldnât have seems farther. I closed my eyes and focused on the intense pleasure his touches were giving me.
âMmm⌠yes Michael⌠Yes! Thatâs feels soooo goodâŚâ I trailed off into a pleasureable moan.
He got encouraged by that compliment and started stroking the undersides of my tits. Softly and sensually he stroked me, while nibbling my neck. By now I had thrown my head back and was moaning out loud. His fingers then traced downwards to my thighs and started tracing circles there. Slowly he moved inwards to my inner thigh and I was sure he could feel the heat emitting from my pussy. It was too much for me to bear, as my skin is very sensitive to touch, that it brought me to my first orgasm that day.
âArgghh!!!! Yes! Yes! Yes!!! Hah⌠hah⌠yeessssâŚ. That was wonderful Michael!â I was panting and sweating profusely, And this was merely foreplay! I couldnât wait to fuck him mindless.
He just beamed at me and plated a wet kiss on me. At once I grabbed his head and started kissing him like there was no tomorrow. Our tongues swirled around each other and our smooching sounds were echoing around the room, infused with Kenny Gâs saxophone. His tongue worked magic by flicking sensitive points in my mouth and he also nibbled my lips. My hands were unconsciously stroking his 7 inch cock. His hands were now inside my tank top caressing my tits. After a while he pulled away from me, just as I was about to free his cock from its âimprisonmentâ.
âWhatâs wrong Michael? Donât you want me?â I was truly puzzled.