Chisa awoke with a pounding headache and a mouth that felt full of sawdust. She was hungover and her stomach was doing flips, but that was the least of her problems. She was not in her own bedroom, but rather she'd spent the night being raped repeatedly by the old black man snoring in the bed beside her. Her pussy was sore and her ass was sore and her jaws were sore because Jones had used all three of her holes for hours.
Creeping out of the bed lest she awaken her rapist, Chisa padded to the bathroom and emptied her bladder. She remembered not to flush. Then, she pulled her bikini back on and grabbed her bag. Her clothes were still in Jen's apartment, so they would have to wait.
"Goddess!" she swore softly as she remembered that Jen had expected to find her waiting when she got home. Chisa wasn't sure how she was going to explain that. She couldn't admit that she'd been fucked all night by Jen's neighbor, fucked so good that she'd cum multiple times despite being raped. Looking over at the sleeping black man, the Asian woman felt a pang of regret. Not because she'd cheated, but rather because it would be her last time taking a cock inside her body.
She managed to sneak out without awakening the man and she hurried to her car without being seen. As she pulled her car out of the garage and into the street, she rehearsed the conversation she expected to have with Jen when they met up next. To her embarrassment, a big glob of Jones' sperm oozed out of her well-stretched cunt as she drove, reminding her that her pussy had to be visibly looser and sloppier now than it was just the day before.
She read Jen's text messages when she got home. The first few were playful, asking where she'd gone. Around two in the morning, the tone became more strident and angrier. The redhead wanted to know why she was being ignored. Chisa winced. Jen's temper could be frightening, although the Japanese woman had only experienced it directed at others.
"It's not like I can tell her that I was getting fucked by a big black cock all night long," she sighed, blushing at the memory of how Jones had made her cum over and over again. "What am I going to do?"
Sitting in her car outside her apartment building, Chisa realized she had to say something. Better to reply by text and avoid an awkward conversation. Taking a deep breath, she began typing into her smartphone.
"Sorry, babe. Will explain everything when I see you."
Hitting the send button, Chisa hoped her message would be enough to mollify her lover. She also hoped she would think of something convincing to say by the time she next saw the tall redhead.
Still recovering from her hangover, the petite beauty trudged inside and took a long hot shower before collapsing into her bed. Her dreams were erotic, mostly featuring Jones and his huge cock. When she awoke, she was cumming and her hand was shoved into her crotch.
"What the fuck is wrong with me?" she moaned as she quivered. "What did that old man do to me?"
Checking her phone, she saw that she'd received a text from Jen. It was an invitation for dinner.
"Pick me up at 7," the message read.
"See you then!" she typed her reply and sent it.
It took another shower before Chisa started to feel reasonably recovered. Refreshed, she went to her closet and tried to find something nice to wear for her lover.
"I need to distract her," she thought as she pulled out a little black dress. It was a tight-fitting number with a plunging front that showed off her perky little boobs and her slender torso. She paired it with some tasteful black pumps that had four-inch heels. The tall Irish woman would still tower over her, but the heels made Chisa's legs look good.
"Hey there, sexy girl," Jen greeted her when Chisa pulled her car up out front.
"I'm sorry, were you waiting long?" the Asian woman asked politely. Jen shook her head.
"Only a few seconds, really," she admitted, climbing into the passenger seat. The two women kissed and then kissed again.
"Oh, I want you so much!" Chisa moaned as Jen cupped her breast in her hand.
"Soon enough, baby," Jen laughed. "But first, I'm starving!"
The restaurant was nearby and the two women were quickly seated. Menus and ordering followed and then the pair had some time to talk while they waited for their food.
Jen took both of Chisa's hands in hers and stared at her lover across the table.
"So... um..." she began. "What happened to you last night?"
The small Japanese woman blushed. She had been hoping to avoid the subject.
"Something came up," she replied lamely.
"Like a dick, maybe?" Jen asked accusingly. Chisa blanched.
"It's not what you think," she insisted.
"Yeah, well I think you've been cheating on me," the tall woman snapped. "Isn't that what you've been doing? The other night when I came home from the market, your breath tasted like cum. And last night I came home ready to rock your world and you were nowhere to be found, except that your clothes were still in my apartment."
"I... I can explain," Chisa stammered.
"I... I sure as Hell hope so," Jen snarled, mocking the smaller woman. She leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms across her chest. "Please proceed."
Embarrassed and scared of the tall woman's intensity, Chisa tried her best to describe what happened with Jones, hoping Jen might be sympathetic. She wasn't.
"Why didn't you say something that first night?" the redhead pressed.
"I was afraid you might get in trouble with the condo management," the Asian woman replied, realizing that it sounded lame and hollow.
Jen looked at her with obvious skepticism.
"I think you just wanted a big cock to fuck," she accused. "You said he fucked you all night?"
Chisa nodded, her face beet red.
