Yana is 26 from Shanghai China, she never married following Chinese culture, Chinese girls will not spend time alone with a man. When it comes to sex, Chinese women are traditionally shy and passive. Yana said ” John, I will take care of your needs.” ” So, why are you are so reluctant when I kiss you and fondle your firm young breasts?” She replied ” John, when I said that I shall take care of your needs, I meant that I shall take care of the work in the house, so that you can live comfortably.” ” Not my sexual needs.” I said. ” Yana, Don’t make me laugh. I have servants to take care of housework. Being a man, I have other needs. The need of my cock. The need to kiss your tender lips. The need to fondle, kiss and suck your luscious young breasts and nipples. The need to touch and play with your virgin cunt, which has never had a cock. I need to thrust my throbbing cock into you!” She started crying and said, ” No, John… please do not say such vulgar things.” I got irritated and said, ” Look, Yana…let me be blunt. I brought you here from China…not for marriage…but to live with me to take care of my sexual needs. Pictures of your lovely & delicate body excited me making my cock hard. I knew I had to have you…so I could caress, kiss and suck every part of your body. I fantasized on how I could enjoy your body.” I continued crudely and shockingly, ” As a matter-of-fact, I wanted to have the pleasure of roughly tearing open, your virginity and seeing you bleed and scream with pain, when my cock was in the process of doing so.” ” Now that you are here, let’s come to a mutual agreement.”

” You will receive a text from me when I’m on my way home…It will tell you to be ready…That means I expect you to be naked and waiting for me.” I left for meetings at the office, I looked at my cell phone, it was I pm and my last meeting was ending. I texted Yana the message and to expect me in forty minutes. I arrive home going upstairs, as I
walk past the bathroom I see Yana standing at the sink nude. I take a step toward her, Yana feels her stomach lurch. She knows she is going to do this thing, but she grapples with the way it’s playing out. For the first time since her arrival and our conversation, she wonders if she has gone too far. I put my hand on her side, just below her arm pit. My hands are big and strong. I easily cup her torso, using my thumb to brush against the side of her breast.
” Like this?” I ask. My thumb strokes her nipple, she enjoys the sudden sensation of my touch. It feels good to be fondled, to be touched. As her nipples harden, her reluctance melts away. She sucks in a breath, then exhales.
She hesitantly meets my eyes in the mirror. I smile, she bites her lip. I don’t expect an answer, but she nods her head. She might be going too far, but she won’t turn back now. I move closer. I smell like expensive cologne. Suddenly my hand is between her legs, rubbing her mound. My big fingers probe her soft pubic mound. Yana’s mouth drops open. She didn’t expect me to go there so fast. An objection is on the tip of her tongue. She wills herself to speak. But instead of protest, only a soft moan comes out. Her thighs begin to shake, she reaches for me to steady herself, feels the fabric of my shirt, my big body beneath.

Yana begins to gently rock her hips, riding my hand. She feels her wet pussy from her own secretions, rubbing against her swollen labia.