Chapter 7

I had finally got around to doing it: thoroughly searching the university archives. The handwritten files by Dr Martin that I had found in his second-hand desk at Monash university recounted his rise to power and his fucking and use off his all-female. all Asian staff. (See previous chapters). It was a path I was trying to follow having discovered his files. But more searching in the university archive rooms had revealed a misplaced box of 5.25-inch floppy discs full of ancient Wordstar and Wordperfect files. I had found Nirvana, the Holy Grail, the motherlode. It was more of his exploits from the latter part of his career.

As an aside, I had sent to experts some of his handwritten essays for both handwriting and content analysis. The report stated that this person’s chief aim in life was self-gain at others expense, to establish himself comfortably without undue exertion by any means, and exploit others, especially Asian females, for his benefit. His personality was graded as sociopathic, manipulative, greedy, cheating and fraudulent, sycophantic, lecherous and adulterous, untrustworthy, cowardly, and never to be trusted or relied upon. They also said they had analysed my written accompanying notes and that these traits were obviously shared by me. I felt quite pleased to read that.

I obtained both a floppy drive and SCSI connector (very difficult to obtain now), and purchased Wordperfect, still sold by Corel, and a copy of Wordstar emulator and started reading. The episodes I devoured gave me further proof that I had to put personal feelings aside, bite the bullet and have the Korean, Cho, and Filipina, MeryLu, sexfight to be my PA and just accept the result.

One of the great Dr.’s stories from the floppy discs follows and in it his actions clearly support this point of view. The ruthlessness and pragmatism and ability to change and seize an opportunity, plus other of his characteristics mentioned above are clearly illustrated. Read for yourself his description of a trip to Shanghai.

I was in Shanghai in 1990. The stock Exchange was about to open, albeit with government interference that the Western world could not conceive of. But it was there and I smelt the chance to make money. Making money was probably the only thing I liked more than sex with Asian women.

And it was an Asian woman who I was jackhammering into at that moment in time. Her name was Feng Xu and the Chinese woman was 25 years old and part of my all-Asian staff / harem at Monash University. Earlier chapters show how this occurred. Usually, I took my PA on overseas trips, but Feng was only the 19th ranked sexfighter out of my staff of 24. However, a lot of this trip was for my personal financial gain and only some was for Monash University business so I had only taken the Shanghai speaking Feng. The Urban branch Shanghai dialect is completely foreign to most Chinese, thus I needed someone who could speak it, so as to be aware of their private conversations.

Anyway, Feng was tied doggystyle to the bed head and moaning loudly as I ploughed into her from behind and fingered her arsehole. From her wailing I presumed she was enjoying it. I know I certainly was, which was far more important. I grunted and unloaded into the 25-year-old. Because I am such a nice guy, I didn’t just leave her hanging and brought her manually to her cum. As usual after a long fuck she squirted, but I was prepared and stood to one side and avoided her spray of cum.

She lay exhausted on the bed. I would like to say I looked like I had just taken a short walk in my garden. But my journal speaks the truth, except for anything about the size of my cock, and I was gasping for breath. Feng was insatiable and I was getting older. Recovering more quickly than me, she turned to me and said, “Did you know my mother suicided when she was 19, just after I was born, as a result of being raped by the local Triad gang?”

I nodded to show I was interested and listening, but in reality, I was looking at her still quivering, cum covered clit. Unfazed by my staring, or perhaps just used to it, she continued, “So, my aunt bought me up. A lecturer had seduced her at Uni studying English when she was 18. He then said she seduced him, and of course was believed. It was hard for her after that because she had testified in court and no one would marry her or give her a job. So, now she works as street cleaner and is very poor. I send her money every month to survive.”

Very touching, I thought, but why would I be interested? But she was on a roll and continued, “I have brought her to Shanghai from her country village for a holiday and so she can have a man fuck her on her 45th birthday. First time since she was seduced. You are going to be that man.”

I backpedalled. I had to nip this in the bud. “I’m here on business.”

“I know that, but its nearly finished.”

“Maybe your aunt doesn’t want me.”

“You’re not as good as a Chinese man, but she has no other choice.” Well, thank you very much I thought. You didn’t think that when you were screaming and cumming. But I was close to making a lot of money on the stock exchange startup with some high-level Government officials I had befriended. They probably saw friendship more as a bribe. I had to think of something to put her off.

And you owe me,” she continued before I could speak.

That brought me to heel quickly. Indeed, I did owe her, because if she had not interceded after I accidentally insulted one of the White Dragon triad gang, parts of me would still be floating in the Port of Shanghai.

My stomach sunk and felt like it was gripped in ice, I knew then that my plan, timed to the minute, to make a killing on the stock exchange would be over because of spending time with her aunt. Fuck, think of all the money I had spent so far. Well, technically spent as it wasn’t mine but others, but you get the picture.

“Dr. Graham Martin, you are going to fuck my aunt tonight and if you interfere, I’ll revise the story I told the White Dragons,” she threatened.

My heart sunk further. Feng really meant it. All the time invested. All the money. Wasted. And what was worse the aunt was probably unattractive and frigid. I thought of having a pretend heart attack, but then I thought of the White Dragons. Game, set and match. I was defeated. I smiled and said, “Of course I will. You know I will do anything for my staff.”

“Anything to them, you mean,” she replied, obviously thinking of what had taken place in our shared room so far this trip.

We met. “This is my aunt. Her name is Mei. Mei means beautiful.” You could have fooled me as a thin birdlike like woman bowed to me. She appeared to know what was going to happen but was unimpressed by her niece’s choice of man.

I am not a petty man, but I arranged with the top official I was bribing, Yuzhe Wang, for him to have need of Feng, who had had impressed him greatly when she had fucked him as part of the bribe I, or to be exact, she paid. He phoned her and I shrugged my shoulders and said he was being difficult but a night or two with him would change his mind. I didn’t tell her that I had agreed to her being part of what we can politely call his perversions.

So that night I morbidly approached the bed. Feng’s aunt, Mei, had switched off the light and lay as stiff as a mummy on the bed wearing flannelette pyjamas. Groaning to myself I thought. Its only one night and Feng did save my arse from the White Dragon gang, and had been inventive and untiring in bed, in the shower, on the floor. In fact, anywhere.

When I lay down beside Mei, she rolled onto her back and opened her legs slightly. I think she had the submissive Chinese wife idea of how to “do sex,” not the liberated modern one and so I assumed I’d get straight on top of her and penetrate her at once. I gave her a light kiss on the lips. It topped off a bad day.

“I want to make you feel really good first.” Sometimes I surprise myself at how good I am at lying.

She looked up at me, eyes half-closed. “I already feel really good,” she slurred. Obviously, she had to drink to go through with this.

I pulled her closer to me. She leaned against me and hid her face in my chest. The feeling of her small, yet still taut for her age, tits pressed against me and slowly gave me a hard on. Yes, I already know, you think I will fuck any Asian woman with two legs, and probably those with one as well. I put my finger under her chin and raised her face. I kissed her face, cheeks, ears and her lips then took her lower lip and then her upper lip in my mouth and slowly sucked on them. You see, I too had partaken of a bit of liquor to get me through the night.

I turned her around so that her back was against my chest. I slowly put both my hands on her small tits and touched them. I took her nipples between my thumb and forefinger and rubbed them. In the meantime, I kept kissing the back of her neck and ear lobes. I then put my hands one by one under her pyjama top and caressed her tits. May as well get her aroused and make it better for me I thought. The feel of them in the palm of my hand was great. My hard on surprisingly became harder and so did her tits. I stroked her tits and tweaked her nipples. She moaned with pleasure.

I switched on the bedside light, “Mei, your tits are perfect. Let me see them.”

“No, no, they are old and small,” she whispered, but let me take her pyjama top off. I continued to caress them. She continued to protest mildly but I paid no heed to her protests. Again, she crossed her arms across her tits. “I feel embarrassed, I’m so old.”

Slowly I pulled her arms away from her tits. She lay there half-naked with her eyes shut tightly not knowing what was going to happen next. She lay panting, her breasts hard, nipples taut and moaning softly. I kissed her face all over then worked down her throat to her chest. She started to pant heavily and then out of control as I kissed her tits and slowly moved to her nipples and took them in my mouth. I spent some time sucking, lapping and nibbling at those small tits with their out of proportion, thick, thumbnail sized, erect nipples. I kept kissing her and handling her tits and she kept moaning. Her breathing was getting shorter and mor rapid. After a minute or so her hands caught my head and pressed it on her nipples guiding it to the places she enjoyed most.

She kept muttering, “Oh. Oh. Oohhhhhhhh,” as I kept kissing her tits and rigid, dark nipples. She began to moan and wriggle and, when I left her tits to move further down, she groaned, “Noooooooooooo, don’t, don’t. No, don’t stop, don’t stop.”

My hand traced down the contour of her belly and into her thick matt of pubic hair. Stroking the hair with my fingers I found her slit and the swollen bump of her clit. I pressed her clit between my fingers. With a start she caught my hand and whispered, “Oooooooh tooooo muchhhhhhh. You’ll kill meeeeeee.”

Ignoring her protests I continued to massage and lightly pinch her knob of pleasure. Soon her grip on my hand relaxed. She started to moan softly. I put my hand under her back and lifting her slightly, slid her pyjama bottom off her hips.

She again protested loudly, “NO, NO don’t look at me naked. I am too old.”

“Quieten down. Relax and enjoy” I said as she allowed me to slip her pyjama bottom completely off. Feng’s aunt lay naked on the hotel’s crisp, snow-white sheet. They were replacing the sheets twice daily due to Feng and her squirting. Her eyes were tightly shut with her arm covering them, her mouth slightly open, her hard tits pointing towards the ceiling, the small breasts heaving up and down. Her clit was hard, erect and fully visible busting out of her thick cunt lips.

She had a thin, almost a gymnast’s body, with virtually no excess fat. Must be due to all that street sweeping with a straw broom, I thought. I started my downward journey. Slowly I moved downwards and when I reached her navel, I sucked on it and stuck my tongue in it and tongue fucked it. She nearly went wild. I went back to her tits and her face before easing her legs a bit wider. I reached down, found and massaged her swollen clit and ran my finger up and down the furrow of her slit. She was wet and accompanied by the hot flow of her arousal I planted my first kiss on her prominent fleshy pussy lips.

At the first contact, she bucked and yelled. “No. It’s too yucky for you. You can’t want to do that.” I pulled my mouth away, reassured her and proceeded. After a minute or so I stopped. “No, don’t stop, do it against, please.”

So, I resumed, once again licking lightly around her cunt which was below one of the thickest slit mats I had seen. Mei was tossing and writhing, her breaths coming in short gasps. I used my tongue to open her lips, and she gave a long wail. Juices were pouring out of her cunt-hole, and I lapped them up eagerly, amazed, as aways, how each woman tastes different.

I put my mouth to her clit (standing as proud and as disproportionately sized as her nipples) and sucked and flicked it with my tongue. She moaned loudly and her hips moved up and down and gyrated in a circular motion. Tremors ran through her body and she moaned softly, unable to resist the pleasure waves that were mounting higher and higher as they surged through her body.

Suddenly she clutched my head and pressed it to her clit. A few seconds later with a loud, “AAAHHHhhhhheiighhhhhhhhhhhhh”, she screamed and started spasming out of control. A flood of her pussy-nectar poured into my mouth. She must have flopped around for at least two minutes, moaning and groaning, before her convulsions died down and she went limp.

I took her in my arms. After a while, she raised her face, damp strands of hair stuck to it, and managed to focus dazed eyes on me, and then let her head fall back into the crook of my shoulder. I let her lie there, although my stiff cock was begging for attention, until she was sufficiently recovered to sit upright.

I was aware of her eyes carefully scanning every inch of my body and when they reached my erection, her eyes shot wider, her mouth opened and her tongue started nervously moistening her lips. “It’s huge, how can I take you,” she wailed?

That felt good. In my mind my cock’s a decent size, but not exactly in the super-stud league. One of the advantages of being with Asian women is they think you are huge. Luckily for my ego I don’t know any Negro women. She reached out a tentative hand to my erect cock.

“It’s all right,” I reassured her. “You can touch it.” Fascinated, she ran her fingertips over my cock, then flinched back as it twitched in response. “It’s OK,” I told her: but she looked dubious, so I kissed her and very gently took her hand, placing the palm against my shaft. “Put your hand round it and stroke it,”

She did as I suggested, tentatively at first, then a smile came over her face as she began to get the feel of how she could make my cock respond. We kissed and I was aware that she was still breathing heavily, and that her pussy-lips were wet and open: just as I was aware that my cock was completely stiff and oozing precum as Mei’s hand had drifted down and begun rubbing it. Our kisses grew more insistent as we became aroused, grinding our bodies together. She had one leg thrown over me, so that her cunt was stretched wide, rubbing against my body and cock.

I pulled myself over her and between her legs. Instinctively she reached down with one hand, and helped guide the shaft between her wet, puffy lips. She rubbed it up and down a few times, and squealed each time it flicked her clit. Then, when she’d found the correct position, I slipped my hand under her and pulled her arse cheeks up, as I pushed my hips down. The knob of my cock slipped into her narrow, wet hole, and she yelled and bucked as if it were buried to the hilt.

Glancing down, I saw her rigid body, her contorted face, and her watering eyes. “It’s been over 30 years” she cried. “I’m no good at fucking, I can’t take you,” she wailed. Her face was getting wet, and I knew she was crying. They were tears of despair. At last, her eyes turned to look at me. “You ... you can’t want me. I’m no good,” she whimpered though she didn’t attempt to pull away from me.

“Feel my cock. Who is making it hard?”

“Me,” she whispered, “Me,” she repeated almost in wonderment. So, I took that as the go ahead and rolled her onto her back again and began thrusting into her, slightly harder each time, so that, at each push, my swollen cockhead opened another half-inch of her long-neglected cunt. At least two-thirds of my tool was buried in her, when I felt her arms seize my buttocks, her hips thrust up and then she pulled me fully into her tight passage of bliss.

“AAAYYEEEIII, UUUIIIII OOHH AHHH! AAAYYEEEIII,” she screamed as I plunged my rod in and out of till it was buried to the hilt in her tight love tunnel. I pulled my cock back to the tip of her slit and slowly inserted it again. Sometimes I gave quick short strokes and sometimes long slow ones. I kept varying the length and the pace of my strokes. It was not long before her hips started to move in rhythm with the in and out movement of my cock. As I continued stroking my cock in and out, getting gradually faster and harder, she started jerking her hips to meet my thrusts, giving incoherent animal squeals and grunts.

“Oh yes,” she managed to speak at last, “That’s great, Dr. Martin, that is the best. Do it harder, please, please, fuck me, Dr. Martin, fuck me hard. Fuck me with your big cock. Fuck me till I cum.”

And she babbled on and on, getting the word fuck into every phrase, as though it were some sort of sexual mantra for her. Suddenly she clutched me and pressed me hard to her body. Her hips moved in a feverish motion and a wild look came into her eyes. I knew she was very close to coming and I was also not far away. I began to thrust viciously into her, ramming her so hard that her tits flailed. She began to gasp, then to moan. She arched her back and thrust her head back her eyes clinched tightly closed.

“I’mmmmmm cuuuuuuuuuuuuummingggggggggggggg,” she wailed as she writhed beneath me. “Oh God, I’mmmmmmmmmm cuuuuuuming.” She exploded, shrieking and convulsing on the end of my cock as we continued fucking, both trembling and shuddering, our breaths coming in gasps. She came down a little, but not much, and almost immediately began building again. I managed to get to my knees and kneel up on the bed, holding her small body and thrusting it up and down my thrusting shaft.

With a loud scream she came again and that was all I needed to set me off: and the world went fuzzy as I spurted a seemingly endless torrent of sperm into the 45-year-old Chinese woman. Gradually our motions slowed and my cock became soft and her juices poured past it and soaked the bed. She reached out for her pyjamas and prepared to leave the bed.

“Whaaat,” I queried.

“You’ve cleared the debt with Feng, now I leave you so you and her can sleep here. Thank you. I always will remember.”

I pulled her back and we collapsed in a sticky, soggy heap onto the bed, me on my back, her spread-eagled across my chest and belly, legs spread wide. She was beyond words now, and just mewled like a little kitten. I stroked her hair as her ragged gasping gradually subsided, until her even breathing told me she was asleep. Lying there, sticky and exhausted from fucking, her hand cradling my cock, I went to sleep.

Duty had been done, and more enjoyably than I had feared, but two hours later I awake with a raging hard-on. I traced my hand lightly up and down her slit and her wetness started. She was still half asleep as I brought her near to orgasm but was semi awake as I lifted her legs and pressed her knees to her tits. I looked at her cunt hole. It was very wet and oozing her sex juices. My cock was all sticky with pre-cum. Sleepily she reached up and gave it a couple of up and down strokes with her hand and spread her legs apart and I got on top of her. She slid my cock up and down in her slit before I pressed it into her. The head slipped easily into her well lubricated cunt and I leisurely fucked her slowly. She felt the pleasure coming over her and began to moan.

“Oooohhhhhhhhhhh, you want me. You want to fuck me again. You want to fuck me You want to fuck me YOU WANT TO FUCK ME,” she screamed louder and louder.

We moved so she lay across me with me inside her from the rear and we lay there as I reached around to fondle her tits and clit. I was in for the long haul as I had cum once and wasn’t a horny, quick cumming teenager.

“My tits are too small for a Westerner. I’m too old. I’m too skinny. My face is ugly.” As I reassured her, her arousal increased as she kept me hard inside her. Soon, she became more confident. “Feel how you make my nipples so big and hard. Do you like? Look my love bud is still wet and huge for you.”

Suddenly among all the talking she slipped in the question, “How do I fuck compared to my niece”?

“Better,” I groaned, thinking her question was the sort of mindless thing you say when you are fucking. But it was Interesting, because ten minutes later she brought it up again saying she didn’t believe me, and then very interesting when for the third time she wanted to know. So, to oblige her and to tell her what she wanted to hear I mouthed some stuff why she was better. She moaned like a wounded animal as she clutched the sheet beneath us in her tightly clenched hands. She might be better value than I thought. I knew she was so close to cumming she could almost taste it as I drove in and out of her cunt.

Noooo!” she screamed as she felt the pressure within her fade as I withdrew again. Then when I plunged deep inside her. “Yesssssss, I going to cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm.”

She screamed in ecstasy as I drove my cock deep within her, burying its full length. Our bodies became one. Face to face, our lips and tongues intertwined even as our bodies quaked in anticipation of the final explosion. With my last vestiges of control, I continued to pump away. Mei wrapped her legs around my waist, as if she feared I would play a cruel joke on her and again withdraw.

“Fuck me!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, loud enough to wake the devil. One final thrust and spasm of her cunt and we were there. Both our bodies shook as we came. I went off for a crap and as I approached the bedroom on returning, I saw the naked Mei letting our mixed cum ooze from her slit onto a pile of Feng’s discarded clothes and whispering how she had made me cum. It was enough to make me more certain of the tentative plans I had and I sneaked back to the toilet and when I noisily reappeared Mei was tucked up in bed, pretending she was asleep, but making sure her tits were on display.

I awoke as she held the sheet back with one hand and bent over and planted a kiss on my purple glans, pulling away quickly with a worried look on her face when she saw I was awake. “Is that okay. I’ve never done that before. Can I do it again?”

“As much as you like,” I said. “It’s as good for me as having your pussy licked was for you?” She raised an eyebrow, as if to say she doubted that, but reattached her mouth to my tool, and gave the head of my cock a long, lingering kiss. “Try sucking some into your mouth,” I suggested: and, after a moment’s hesitation, she opened her lips to slide them around the swollen, heart shaped cock head, taking it in her mouth.

Stroking her hair, I used the slight pressure of my hand to encourage her into sucking back and forth, and she got into this very quickly. I must confess, I’ve had far more expert blowjobs, and also from women who’ve got more into their mouths: but her clumsy, determined enthusiasm with which she sucked me made them all pale into insignificance. By the way, her niece Feng was a superb cock sucker. A short period of this treatment, and I felt my balls tighten and my cock begin to throb with the cum ready to spurt Sensing this she tried to take me deeper so my cock was banging the back of her throat as the short savage bursts of jism shot out. She did her best to swallow but the sheer quantity left her with cum trails from her face.

“Thank you for the night. I will always remember how we cum, how you make me feel a woman. Now I must go,” she said sadly.

My phone rang. It was the Government official Yuzhe Wang returning my call made from the toilet last night. “Yes, I said. you can keep Feng for a week if you accept those revised conditions regarding the Stock exchange.”

I held up my hand to Mei. “Not so quick,” I said. “We have some shopping to do if you are going to accompany me to a meeting tonight with some Government officials. What have you got to put on”?

She opened her suitcase. It had 2 sensible Chinese two-piece suits and flat shoes. I picked a black skirt, the tightest and shortest (about her knee level) and a cream jacket that only had one button at the waist. She looked mystified as she searched among her conservative blouses.

“They don’t match,” she queried, before her eyes widened as I produced one of Feng’s black semi-transparent camisoles and laid it with the skirt and jacket. I took the bra from her hands and put it back in her suitcase and handed her one of Feng’s thongs.

“Time to shave,” I said and led her to the bathroom. Ten minutes later her fingers caressed and traced the contours above her shaved, oiled slit.

“Only sluts shave their pussy,” she moaned. I nodded my agreement. She shuddered as she slid the thong on and felt it slide between her arse cheeks. Her 30A tits strained against the custom-made camisole after I tightened its fastenings at the back. Looking down she saw her thick cunt lips moulded against the sheer white thong and a wet patch appear on it. She put on her skirt and jacket and looked in the mirror. With the jacket open and as she looked at her tits through the semitransparent camisole material her nipples swelled and protruded against the thin material.

“You want me to dress like this,” she said proudly.

“Only when you have to be conservative.”

Three final steps. I oiled her legs so they glistened, took her necklace and turned it into a double ankle chain and handed her a pair of Feng’s high heeled slut shoes. Four hours later I knew I had a natural. She had 3 long dangling earrings in one ear and one stud in the other from her new piercings, her hand held her bag full of thongs, suspender belts and stockings while I held her 3 pairs of high heeled shoes. She pressed her arse, now covered in a much shorter skirt of thinner material, back into my groin as we stood in the lift grinding it against my hard-on. She had been better than I hoped: standing proudly beside me as we paid for the lingerie, and willingly standing only in heels and thong while she was measured by two women dressmakers for her new outfits, with 4 to be still made and delivered.

We made it to the room and for the first time I took the kneeling Chinese woman from behind. As I slowly drilled the kneeling Mei, I arranged her on her elbows and pulled one of hands to her belly. She moaned constantly as her hand felt my cock moving in her belly. I felt her out of control orgasm contractions on my fuck rod.

“Dr. Martin, this is so good, but how will I hide all these things we bought from Feng. I don’t want to make trouble for you.”

It was time.

“But I want her to see you like this. Instead of you dripping my cum onto her clothes I think it would be better if she sucked it from you, don’t you?”

Her eyes widened. “You saw me. You want me to fuck you,”

“In front of her and then,” I cut in.

“Let her swallow every bit from my cum filled cunt,” she finished as her hand played with her wet clit.

“And you fuck her in front of me so you know I have no regrets in choosing you.”

I outlined my plan. To summarise I would open bank accounts in her name as only Chinese residents could use the Stock Exchange. I would play the stock exchange for the initial 3 months start up as that was where huge profits would be made. My bribed government contacts would allow the money to be taken out of China in return for their %. In three months with Monash University student approval form Mei would come to Australia and join my department. An unearned degree plus permanent employment would give her permanent residence. Of course, sexfighting her niece as part of my staff ranking helped her say yes.

It’s the small details that count. I had made sure Mei had seen me ignoring the young Chinese sluts trying to be noticed by a Westerner as we shopped. Feng was also taken care of. I had had Mei phone her using my phone at the railway station as she “left” for her home village, and I reassured Feng her sojourn with Yuzhe Wang was only for a couple of days as far as I knew, just in case he tired of her and sent her back before I left.

Any plan, no matter how good, needs some luck. And this time I had it in spades. When I am overseas, I always leave money in my hotel suite everywhere in messy piles, though I know how much is in each. A quick look at my spy camera DVD showed a room-cleaner taking some. 18 minutes later and the next morning when she came to clean the room, after presenting the evidence to her I had a 26-year-old Filipina woman named Edalita agreeing to be Mei’s sexfight training partner in return for the incriminating DVD.