Gender: Male Age: 31 Location: I live in the northern part of NY State
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My Japanese love
My family thought I was nuts for going to school and majoring in History. After all I really didn’t have good grades in history while in high school. I passed the classes but I was mostly bored. That and I thought of myself as a natural in history so why should I study. I never studied and I was pulling C+ or B- easily. So here I am a freshman in college. A chance to start over as it were. Except that I could only get into a college that was 30 minutes from my house.
I probably should describe myself. My name is Alfred Rogers Jr. or as everyone but my mom calls me AJ. I am 5 foot 11 inch male. I do not have a flat washboard stomach, but I am thin. Oh who am I kidding I do somewhat have a small gut but who doesn’t now a days. I can honestly say I am a video game nerd. So you can imagine what my sex life was like in school. Very very little action at all. I had a couple of girlfriends that’s about it. I was able to lose my virginity to a girl but that’s because she need a tutor CAD and couldn’t pay me any money so she offered to fuck me. What can I say I took her up on it because she was good looking, but enough about that.
Let me tell you about Amya Yoshida, one of my history professors. She was a stunning beautiful Japanese woman. About 5 foot, slim body that’s to die for, and the warmest personality anyone could ask for.
I met her on my first day of college. She was my Introduction to World History professor. For once I actually found history to be enjoyable. She just didn’t stand up there lecturing she had use read different material participate in group activities, write papers, everything that my high school teachers never let us do. I found myself enjoying her so much that every class she was teaching I took.
Over the course of my 4 year stay in college we got to know each other. It was like your typical professor student relationship, and yet it wasn’t. She was always friendly with me both in class and out of class, If I had to go to her office to drop something off we would chat for what seem like hours about everything. We would sometimes have lunches together if one of use was in the dining hall eating. I learned that she was married and her and her husband came over from Japan so she could study to be a teacher and loved it so much here that they stayed. I will admit it hurt to hear that she was married since I was falling in love with her. It was your typical school boy crush even though I knew it wouldn’t go anywhere. Lets just say that the first chance I got after every class with her I was running to my room to jerk off. She filled a lot of my dreams and thoughts during my college life.
After college I ended up starting my own business building and repairing furniture. I was really making a killing. After 3 years I had pretty much paid off most of my loans and was in such high demand that I just couldn’t believe it. Then one day something happened that changed my life
I was in the shop working when I heard the phone ring.
“Hello Custom Woodworking and Repair how can I Help you?” I asked when I picked up the phone.
“Hi my name is Hiro and I was wondering if you can repair a dresser for me?” Said the man on the phone.
“I would have to take a look at it and tell you if I can or can’t if your free I can come over in about an hour and take a look at it for you?”
“Oh yes thank you that would be fine. I live at 17 Cherry Rd. I am actually leaving for work but my wife will be home and she can help you.”
“OK “ I said and hung up. I finished what I was doing and I went to Hiro’s house.
When I arrived at Hiro’s house I was shocked to see who his wife was. It was Amya.
“Why AJ how are you? What brings you here?” asked Amya.
“Hi Dr. Yoshido, I’m good. I am actually here to see about the dresser your husband wants me to fix”
“Oh you own Custom Woodworking and Repair that’s so nice. I have heard great things about your business and please call me Amya your no longer my student and we don’t need to be so formal.” Amya said.
Amya took me inside and showed me the dresser which was actually in the living room at the time. It turns out I could fix it. One of the drawers was badly damaged as well as one of the sides. It pretty much looked like it got thrown and kicked.
“No problem Amya I can fix this” I told her.
“Oh good I am so glad.” She said.
We got to talking about that past couple of years. I found out that she still hadn’t had any children which surprised me because she was only in her early 30s and a knock out in my mind. Hell if she was my wife I would be fucking her every night. I had to wonder what was wrong with her husband. After about an hour she asked me if it was possible to match this dresser with the color of her bedroom furniture.
“Sure, but I would have to know what color the rest of the bedroom furniture was”
“Well come on and I will show you” Amya said.
Went down to her bedroom and say that it was a nice mahogany color where as the dresser was a clear polyurethane. It was another easy job, just strip the dresser and restain it. I even told her that I could probably match the trim so that the dresser blends in nicely. Amazed as she was and the smile on her face caused me to not hear the front door open. I saw her husband and I know he heard the innocent conversation that was taking place, but that didn’t stop him from screaming at us.
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY BEDROOM WITH MY WIFE YOU FUCKING SICK BASTARD. YOU ARE FUCKING HIM YOU WORTHLESS WHORE?” He roared
“No nothing like that, He wanted to know the color of the rest of the furniture to match it honestly” cried Amya.
“You worthless lying bitch. You brought him here to fuck him didn’t you, you dishonoring slut. Don’t lie to me I know you are a cheating bitch.”
I was shocked. Even more shocked when he pushed her to the floor and came charging after me screaming “YOU BASTARD I WILL KILL YOU FOR BEING IN MY BEDROOM” and before I knew it I was on the ground with blood coming out of my nose and Amya was almost in tears as she held her hand over her mouth.
Hiro and I ended up getting into a small fight which probably wasn’t a good idea since he was trained in martial arts and I’m not. However any man that gets kicked in the nuts is going to go down and that’s just what I did. I kicked him as hard in the nuts as I could.
“You dishonor her more by not trust her” I told him. I turned to Amya and helped her up.
“I am sorry this happened” I told her.
She just looked at me speechless not knowing what to do.
I got back to my place to assess the damage. My nose luckily wasn’t broken, but it was bloody. A few of his body shots left a couple of small bruises no really big deal. I went to the frig, grabbed an ice back. I heard a knock at my door and I just figured with my luck it would be the cops, boy was I wrong. It was Amya.
“I’m so sorry AJ for how my husband reacted. I guess I should have warned you that he has a very bad temper. He is the reason we called you about the dresser. He got mad at me because I found out he was screwing one of my female students. He was pissed at me because I wouldn’t give him a child. I refuse to have a child be raised by that abusive asshole” Amya said almost in tears.
I couldn’t help myself I quickly ran over and put my arms around her to comfort her. Here was someone whose company I have always enjoyed and chatted about everything with just breaking down.
“Why do you stay with him?” I asked her.
“Cause I know nobody will want me after they found out the truth about me” she said.
“That he has beat me before, cuffed me to the bed and forced himself on me, told me how worthless I am, that I am a whore and nobody will want me.”
“That’s not true and you know what there are a lot of guys out there that would love to be with you. Hell even I would love to be with you. Your one of the sweetest person’s I have had the pleasure of meeting. I would give anything to be in your husbands place”
“You really mean that?”
“Yes I do. I have always enjoyed your company while I was in college. You made me feel alive”
“You know you were the only student of mine that I actually did that with. There was just something about you that I loved and now I remember what it is”
She looked into my eyes and told me “it’s cause you are one of a kind, and you always treated me better than my bastard husband every did” With that our lips met for the first time just a quick peck, but then we kissed again forcibly. I couldn’t get enough of her sweet lips. We held each other and kissed for what seem like hours until our lips parted. Again we kissed and this time our tongues moved into each other’s mouths and we wrestled around. No girl I have kissed before could measure up to her lips. Slowly my hands moved to start massaging her A-cup size breast through her shirt and bra. I knew I was going a good job because she moaned in my mouth.
We broke apart and I held her hand and walked her to my bedroom. She didn’t object and I sat down on the bed and pulled her onto my lap. We resumed kissing and I resumed massaging her breasts. I slide my hand up her shirt and teased her nipples through her bra. She grabbed my shirt and pulled it off of me and through it onto the ground. I removed her shirt and find out she had on a blue bra. I removed it and saw that it said 32-A, but I didn’t care. What was before me where 2 very beautiful dark nipples just waiting to be sucked and suck on them I did. The left one I sucked on and teased with my tongue while the right one I rolled between my fingers. Then I switched all while Amya was moaning.
“mmmmm that feels so good AJ”
“You like that don’t you? Well if I do something you don’t like tell me and I will stop. I don’t want to hurt you or upset you”
“don’t stop please”
I knew in my mind that I probably should stop because she was married, and in a vulnerable state, but I just couldn’t. this woman had been hurt so badly that she really didn’t know what a gentleman was like.
I laid her down on my bed and started kissing down her body all while I was undoing her jeans. As I got to the edge of her jeans I pulled them down slowly kissing her bare skin as I did. I pulled her jeans past her blue panties kissing her covered pussy which caused her to moan softly. As I was removing her jeans I rubbed her pussy with my index finger. I could feel her wetness through her panties and I just knew I had to have a taste of her pussy. I kissed her pussy again and sucked on her panties while teasing her nipples.
“Take them off places they are soaked as is” moaned Amya. Not one to not do as my teacher tells me I removed them and saw that she had a fully trimmed pussy. I started teasing her clit cause her to jump and moan with excitement. I went in and kissed her pussy.
“oh my” she moaned as I slide a finger into her tight pussy. I fingered her pussy slowly while I attacked her clit. Her juices began running so I had to lick her clean. My tongue probed the inside of her pussy while my right hand teased her nipples.
“Oh God I’m going to cum please don’t stop I want to cum Oh god I’m CUMMMMIIIIIINNNNNGGG” cried Amya as she came hard. My face was buried between her legs and she squeezed them for all she was worth. Her orgasm was so strong I thought my finger was going to break off.
“I have never came so hard in my life, I don’t think I can do that again.”
“I think you can” as I removed my pants and exposed my hard 6 inch cock.
Amya’s eyes bulged out. “oh my your bigger and thicker than my needle dick husband”
I slowly slide the head of my cock up and down her slit. Amya moaned louder and louder. She wrapped her legs around my waist trying to force me inside her. I was only too happy to oblige. My hard cock slid into the tightest pussy I have every had. I swear she had to be just about virgin tight. Once I got my entire length inside her I waited for her to get used to it.
“God you feel so good make love to me please. Show me how a real man fucks a woman”
“you are so beautiful Amya” as I slowly started sliding my cock in and out of her hot wet tight pussy. I knew I wasn’t going to last that long if I went any faster.
“Amya your so tight if I go any faster I won’t last long and I want this to last as long as I can”
“Doesn’t matter you feel so good I am about to cum again just don’t stop please fuck me good.” I could feel her nails on my back as her orgasm hit. She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out. The grip on my cock was on bearable. I lost it right then and there and I pumped my hot cum into her pussy. I don’t know who came harder Amya or myself but I do know I just kept cumming. It seemed like it was never going to stop. I rolled over onto my back and Amya rolled ontop of me. Once ontop she slid my cock back into her dripping pussy.
“I need this cock give it to me. Let me milk this beautiful cock.” Amya then started riding me fast. I could help myself as I moaned. “Oh Amya I have wanted this for so long. This is like a dream come true”
“I know, got your cock feels so good inside my pussy. It feels me up so good don’t ever take it out.”
For the next 10 minutes we fucked and it was out of this world. Every time she came her pussy clamped down on my cock like a vice. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“I’m going to cum”
“Do it cum inside my pussy, let me feel your cum spray inside my love tunnel”
Amya kissed me as my orgasm hit, I held onto her ass, spread her cheeks and thrust up has hard and I could when I came. My orgasm caused her to cum as well. In a pure perfect moment we came together again. There was nothing left. She collapsed ontop of me. I couldn’t really move and she couldn’t. We looked into each other’s eyes and kissed again.
“Your sweet handsome AJ, I wish ………” and with that Amya fell asleep. I used what little energy I had regain to move her the right way on the bed and cover use up. I cuddled up to her and kissed her forehead and whispered. “I love you Amya” before exhaustion took me.
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