Where it happened: my place
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
I’ve been reading a lot of these stories and quite honestly I think most of them are bullshit. Coming from Sydney, I can assure you us Aussies are used to the shit that cockheads from the US go on with. I find it hard to believe that there are that many people who fucked a nine-year-old girl with their 12 year-old, 14 inch cock. And all the chicks that have multiple orgasms after having their hymen torn? Absolute bullshit.
But I digress…
In Sydney we have a lot of Asian people who have moved here, particularly over the last 2 decades, usually for work or education (Don’t ask me why you’d want an education here, because we’d have to be the biggest pack of bludgers there is. At least the beer is good). The reason I mentioned the Asians is because I lost my virginity to one. I find white women utterly repulsive. They all look inbred. So do us white males, and I don’t see how we’ve lasted so long as a culture, because I’m not going to breed with one, and I don’t think I’d want to ruin a perfectly good Asian child by conceiving it with my inbred white genes. I’m yet to root a black woman, but I’ve watched a few pornos with black chicks in, and I can’t wait.
Those above paragraphs should establish what sort of person I am – I’m also a working class capitalist at uni, more right wing than the yanks, and I want to be rich.
But you’re here for the story of my first root, right?
I was in year 10 at the time. I didn’t have time for the stupid fucks (ie white people) at our school, so I used to hang around with an Asian crowd of about 15 (they called me an egg – white on the outside, yellow on the inside). More specifically, I used to hang around with Asian guys, because the Asian girls were there own crowd. I used to think a couple of the chicks in their crowd were pretty hot, and I had even asked one of them out, but they are all first- or second-generation Asians, and their parents are really conservative, so I was resigned to the fact that I would never score with them. Kitty (Western name) was my main rival at school there, and we would usually come first and second in most exams. She was really competitive, and really hot. Because we were, like, the study-heads of the school, there was always talk about how we matched, and there had been tension between us since she came to Australia and I helped her learn “Australian English” (which is a fuckload better than American English). But she was very dedicated to study, because she knew how much it cost her parents to support her here (these days I pump gas on the weekend, and I get more in one hour than a Chinese worker’s wages for 3 days). I was a bit more easy-going – I had time for sport and Doom ][ deathmatches – but I always wanted to kick her ass as schoolwork.
So we’re assigned this group assignment, groups of 2. The usual story with group assignments was that Kitty and I would be in different groups, and we would do the whole assignment without the help of the other person, and then both come in first and second. Today, Kitty wasn’t in the Geography class (which was really strange now that I think of it – it must have been her only sick day all year) which meant that she would probably have to choose from the remaining losers who also hadn’t turned up for class that day – yes!!! Another notch for my sword (well, pen).
Unfortunately, I’ve got this problem called a ‘conscience’ – if you’re from the US you may wish to look it up.
So I approached the teacher and said that I’d like to be in Kitty’s group.
“Sorry, Kitty’s already with Amanda.”
Fuck. Now I was in a shit position – I’d spent so long waiting in line to tell the teacher my preference that now I was left with the losers. The Lord works in mysterious ways.
That night, I’m stressing like never before – I couldn’t even finish the first level of Doom ][ with full health. Then Mum calls out to me that there’s someone on the phone for me. This freaks the shit out of me – no-one rings nerds like me (they page me).
It was Kitty. Jo had heard me talking to the teacher, told Amanda, and it had gotten back to Kitty that I wanted her. In my group, that is. And she was phoning to tell me that she wanted to be in my group. Strange how things work out sometimes, eh.
I’m acting really indifferent, and she’s playing coy, too. So we arrange to meet at my place on the weekend. My father would be out with my brother at cricket all morning, and my mother wasn’t exactly known to make a lot of noise.
The rest of the week goes like normal – I show how much I am looking forward to seeing her on the weekend by completely ignoring her – you know the procedure.
Saturday comes around, and before I know it she’s at the door, and WOW. See, us Aussies have to wear a school uniform, and they are not exactly the most flattering outfits. So she’s wearing the obligatory Asian chick wear – black cotton bootleg pants, brown / white vertical striped bodysuit and small black jacket with shoulders. I’m pretty raw on the other hand – jeans and collared shirt (mum’s suggestion to have the collared shirt – I was just going to pull on a pair of jeans and wear the shirt I went to bed in), unbrushed hair, and I don’t think I’d washed my hands after jacking off that morning yet. Still, she came in.
We started thinking about how we were going to start the assignment (read: procrastinating). She’s never really been in a non-asian house before, so I gave her a quick tour. Then we sat down and talked for a while. Well, about 6 hours. We’d never said much to each other with any substance before, and now we were getting to know each other. You know the deal – like when you’re at a party and you stumble across the one person (opposite sex, of course) who has the same underdog viewpoint on all the controversial issues and life in general as you. And, as per usual, you soon find yourself talking about sex. She was surprised that I was a virgin at 15, because she’d always thought that Westerners start having sex at age 12 (I guess she spends too much time reading bullshit like the stuff on this site). Of course she was a virgin, too. She said she was sick of the “good-girl” image that her peers expected of her. I asked her if she was waiting for marriage, and she told me no, she was an Australian now, and sex was a part of the lifestyle here.
So I kissed her. Passionately. Nothing special for me. Actually, I was sort of in the position where I knew I was in control.
And I am a control-freak.
I know it’s going to happen, and she knows it’s going to happen, but we’re totally relaxed about it and with each other.
I grab her hand and put it onto the bulge in my jeans. She was scared shitless. She said she’d never seen one in her life (she called it a turtle). She looked at me with her large, brown/black eyes and asked me if she could give me a headjob.
The obvious answer is ‘yes,’ but unfortunately my mother had taught me … oh, what’s the word …? ‘Respect,’ that’s it. Look it up some time.
So I said, “No, you don’t have to do anything.” Uneasy silence. “Ummm… do you wnat a glass of water…?”
How fucking pathetic, eh? Good thing I’ve since had a girlfriend who cheated on me, so these days I ensure I cheat on all new girlfriends within the first week of the relationship so that I can always say at a later date, “I cheated on you first.”
Then she gets this pouty, large-eyed frown face, and so I tell her Ok. So she unzips my fly and says, “how do I do this?” I don’t fucking know. I assumed all women were born knowing how to suck dick. So we tried a few things, and it was pretty cool, but not good enough for my circumcised 4 inches to bust a nut.
I’d never had an urge to have sex before, although I jacked off a lot, but I knew that if she left and I hadn’t ejaculated that I’d be in quite a bit of pain. So I suggested sex.
And she agreed. And so we’re upstairs to my room, and rolling around on my bed, taking each others’ clothes off, like it’s a big adventure, and I’m licking her small, pouty, 16-year-old breasts, licking the little browny-red nipples, and she’s squirming like half a worm. Things are getting pretty sweaty in there. And she’s building up this desire, and I can feel it. So there we are, one naked, erect white male and one tall, thin, light-yellow/brown asian with dark features and small breasts and a sparse patch of uncut pubic hair, being see for the first time by another person, lying on my bald chest and looking up at me with big black/brown eyes, and she says, “Fuck me, J.”
I just about came.
But being the gentleman I was I had to oblige to her request.
So I rolled on a condom. I think my cock was a full 11cm that day (4 1/2 inches for you yanks). I climbed on top of her, and I told her I’d try to be gentle and then gently pushed my cock against the opening to her vagina. While before she was squirming because she was horney, now she was squirming because she was in pain. And I fucking loved it. She let out a yelp and I stuffed a pillow on her face without thinking. See, my mind is very practical, and I had a bit of consideration for the rest of my family. So I’m half-way in, trying not to move, and I ask her if she can try not to scream, and she says my turtle is too thick but she’ll do her best. So I go to pull out a bit to get a run-up, a bit of momentum, and she lets out another scream. I’d just taken the pillow out of her mouth, and here she was screaming again after telling me she would try not to. I just about hit her. I looked down and there was blood everywhere. But I was inside her, and just the thought that someone trusts you enough to let you get as close as two people physically can made me almost come. She said she was sorry, and just to fuck her hard so she could get used to it, implying that this wasn’t going to be the last time for us. I thought it was a nice gesture, and thus obliged her request. The most vivid memory of my first time is looking down and seeing this beautiful asian face all scrunched up as she tried to hold in her pain of each thrust.
I felt the feeling building up, and my cock expanded a bit, and she screamed out, “I can’t take it anymore, get it out.” So once again I let that ‘respect’ thing get in the way, and I removed my cock from her bloody vagina, still hard and very unsatisfied.
So we’re lying there, she’s going on about how she can’t move her legs, let alone walk, and I’m just sulking because I have a load but my trigger-finger (ie Kitty) is in too much pain. I tell her just to get some rest, and I pull the blanket over us and she goes to sleep.
I didn;t expect to go to sleep, in fact I was waiting for Kitty to go to sleep so I could go and pull off, but next thing I knew she was waking me up and pulling my cock.
“Can I give you another headjob? I want to taste your semens (sic).”
She’d hardly finished the sentence before I had her bobbing her cute little head up and down on my cock. She still didn’t really know what to do, so I just told her it was really sensitive under the head, and her lips clamped around that part and moved up and down my cock. It wasn’t a really sloppy one, and she didn’t deepthroat me or anything, but she just worked the sensitive area, moving her head up and down about 3cm (1 inch) of my cock, just on the sensitive bit and a bit of the head. I told her I was going to come, and she asked me what she was going to do. Normally I wouldn’t have expected a woman to swallow the stuff, but because I was still a bit pissed at her I told her to swallow like crazy.
And she did.
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