Chapter 2: Exploring the Dollhouse

I returned to ‘Yellow Feaver’ and looked for my favorite distraction. I restricted my search to the South Bay and found an ad for The Dollhouse, 玩偶屋, pronounced Wánjù wu featuring three young Chinese ladies –
- Gin: Tallest, slender, boobs B
- Mika: Slightly shorter and heavier than Gin, boobs B/B+
- Yù Míng shortest, lightest, boobs A+/B-

Their ad: “We are the dolls in our dollhouse. Each of us understands and speaks both English and Mandarin. (When we were 14, we attended an English-only school.) Each of us is happy to play the part of your favorite girlfriend(s) for periods as short as one hour. ($160 for each doll.) Courteous gentlemen only. Longer periods can be arranged after an initial one-hour visit. We also have a massage table and know how to use it.”

Their group photo showed three naked ladies with shaved pussies. They held name placards over their bellies. Their faces were pixelated.

I called the contact number in the ad and made an appointment with Gin for a $160 hour. Gin and, I presume, Mika and Yù Míng worked in the same place in a nearby zip code and had the same pricing structure. I asked for an hour starting at 7:00 a.m. tomorrow. I got an apartment complex name and address, where to park my car, and a promise of a text message with an apartment number by 6:45. I was to knock quietly and ask for Gin. The telephone person sounded a lot like Kimi. I will have to ask.

Gin answered the door, wearing only an all-but-transparent vest and micro skirt. She apologized for not being completely ready for me. “This is an early hour for me. I still need a shower. That will take 15 minutes; you can watch or shower with me. My shower time does not count as part of your hour. Sit, remove your shoes, and follow me.” I gladly followed directions. “Let’s leave our clothes in the bedroom.” I had already showered and shaved at home, but, to no one’s surprise, I left my clothes in her room and showered with her.

Gin spent most of her shower time washing me while I gladly returned the favor.

She dried me, and I dried her. Gin brushed her teeth while I sat on the toilet to pee. She handed me mouthwash in a paper cup and used some herself. We left our towels in the bathroom and walked to her room naked. I started my MP3 player with some quiet, romantic guitar music. Gin put a towel on the foot of the bed and asked me to sit. I asked her to sit instead. I pushed her back with her legs over the end of the bed. Leaning over her, I gave her an open-mouth kiss and toyed with her tongue. I kissed her more than adequate boobs and went lower, kissing her navel, ending up between her legs. I kept my tongue busy, alternating between her vaginal opening and her clit. I think I got a little orgasm started. I backed off gently.

We switched places, and Gin began a very nice blowjob. I am long enough when erect that a BJ with teeth pressing my pubic bone means deep throat. I backed off before I popped; Gin let a little cum drip from her chin. I pulled her close and licked it off. We both rested for about ten minutes, listening to guitar music. I said, “Cowgirl.”

Our ten-minute rest was enough. Gin sat on my half-erect member, and it responded nicely. She bounced; I held her bouncing love handles. I popped after three or four glorious minutes. Gin started to uncouple after a few seconds. I asked her to wait. She waited.

I made a lifting motion with my hands. Gin moved up while heading away. Much to her surprise, I pulled her forward. I heard, “I’m going to leak.”

“Don’t care. Keep coming.” I stopped her when her dripping cunt was over my mouth. “Lower, please.” I was in Heaven. I had often done this with my fuck buddy, May. Gin started to laugh at my unexpected revisiting her now juicer-than-ever cunt. She rested her body on me when I finished and tasted our shared juices.

I followed her into the bathroom and her shower. All we could say was, “Wow!” We got dry and used more mouthwash. I was told to follow. I was expecting to pick up my clothes in the bedroom and get dressed. But both of us were nude as she led me to their kitchen, where her roommates Yù Míng and Mika were busy making breakfast. Both were wearing the same transparent outfit Gin wore when she greeted me.

I shared erotic hugs with both Yù Míng and Mika. I was offered some breakfast, but decided to pass. But I asked if I could come back tomorrow and the day after to meet both of Gin’s friends at the same time and place. All were delighted. Gin helped me dress and gave me a parting hug and some kind of Chinese candy.