
A week passed and June came back earlier than planned --
because, she said, she'd missed me and was itchy for me.
Barbie had left for home two days before and I was randy as
hell.
I got over to June's apartment at six. I had just sold a
piece and was feeling jubilant. As soon as the door was closed, she
got a liplock on me and the only thing that kept my cock out of her
was the aroma of broiling steak. She fended me off and we had a
delicious meal. I didn't do it justice; I kept thinking of desert.
When we got upstairs, June wanted to tell me of the Special
Olympics regionals and I was more than willing to listen. But after
forty minutes, as we were closing doors and shutting windows (heat,
remember?), she suddenly turned to me and said, "Oooooh -- I am so
itchy thinking of a big rubber dick."
"I was surprised you could take that big dildo in your little
cunt," I admitted.
"I told you my boyfriend-boss was very big," she said.
"I thought you meant simply tall."
"I don't want to think about him," she said. "I want to be
with you. We can always use that big rubber cock."
I smiled sadly. "I didn't think to bring it with me," I
confessed. I was standing behind her and slid my hands under her
blue sweater to hold her nipples. She pushed her ass against me and
shifted impatiently from one foot to the other, her breath hissing.
"But -- we can improvise."
She reached back and rubbed my cock through my pants. "This
cock is so nice and hard -- " I bent and licked the back of her
neck. She shivered and said, "And this tongue is so nice and wet --"
"I want to fuck you -- now!" I breathed into her ear.
That's when I began to discover just how kinky this lovely
little Singaporean girl really was.