Texas and Hangzhou CH.2

Chinese female college student and a Texas cowboy Grampy finally met in Thailand.

After that, Jasper and I would have a video call every week. And the result of each video call was that we would masturbate while watching each other on the phone screen. At the end of the video call, we would be exhausted, but physically and mentally happy. And with the end of each video call, I would fall deeper into the lust he brought, and even almost forgot the fact that I had a boyfriend.
Half of my heart was alienated from excluding this old man from the phone screen, and the other half was the fantasy and desire for him to really come to me.
Until 2023, Jasper proposed to go to Bangkok, Thailand in June to relax, and asked if I had time on my schedule in June. I confirmed that a theme park name "Sallywood" founded by an American entertainment company in Bangkok would open in June, and I did not have any other special arrangements in June, so I agreed to the old man's request and booked a hotel suite in Bangkok together.
June 23, 2023, 9:15 am, sunny, temperature 27~32 degrees Celsius. For a region with a tropical monsoon climate, such a temperature is suitable and rare. And according to the weather forecast, Bangkok's weather will be the same in the next week. But I may still need some sunscreen and a parasol.
The plane from China to Thailand landed at Suvarnabhumi Airport in Bangkok. I got off the plane, blocked the sun with my hands for a while, and walked towards Baggage reclaim.
As I walked towards Baggage reclaim, my heart was pounding with excitement and anticipation. I couldn't believe that I was finally going to meet Jasper in person after all these months of video calls.
I quickly grabbed my luggage from the conveyor belt and made my way out of the airport. As soon as I stepped outside, the heat hit me like a wave - it was hot and humid, but not unbearable.
I wore a light, flowy sundress that hugged my curves in all the right places. The dress was white with a delicate floral pattern, and it ended just above my knees, showing off my toned legs. I paired it with strappy sandals that wrapped around my ankles and accentuated the length of my legs.
My hair was styled in loose straight lines that cascaded down to frame my face, and I had on a pair of oversized sunglasses that shielded my eyes from the bright sun. I carried a small clutch purse in one hand, containing only essentials like money and ID.
I stood at the airport exit, scanning the crowd for Jasper. And then I saw him - a tall, broad-shouldered man with a thick white beard and piercing blue eyes that sparkled in the sunlight.
Jasper was dressed in a simple white shirt and khaki pants that hugged his stocky frame. He wore brown leather boots that looked well-worn but sturdy enough to handle any terrain.
"Su Xiaonan! There you are!" Jasper called out as he approached me, his voice booming over the noise of the airport.
He walked towards me, my heart skipped a beat. I smiled nervously at him as he drew closer, feeling my cheeks flush with heat under his intense gaze.
"It's so good to finally meet you," I said softly when we were close enough to hear each other without shouting.
Jasper grinned widely at me and pulled me into an embrace. To my surprise, he lowered his head, his lips parting as he pressed them firmly against mine. I gasped at the suddenness of it, but quickly melted into the kiss.
His tongue pushed past my parted lips to slide along mine in a sensual dance that left me breathless and weak-kneed. He tasted faintly of coffee and cigarettes - an intoxicating combination that made my head spin with desire.
Jasper's hands roamed over my back possessively as he held me close, one hand sliding down to cup the curve of my ass through thin fabric sundress while other fingers in my hair and held the back of my head...
I whimpered softly into mouth pressing urgently upon own now open wide for invasion by probing muscle seeking out every inch slick cavern within; tongues entwining sensually exchanging saliva dripping onto chin before being licked away eagerly between hot breaths mingling together passionately during deep passionate embrace amidst bustling crowds milling about oblivious our intimate moment transpiring midst mayhem surrounding us...
After what felt like an eternity, Jasper finally broke away from my lips with a low groan. I blinked up at him dazedly through heavy-lidded eyes still glazed over by lustful haze clouding mind after such intense display affection right there in middle airport terminal...
"This... I never expected this..." I panted, raised my head, and smiled back at the old man, "You are always full of surprises..."
Jasper's chest rumbled with a deep chuckle as he gazed down at me, his blue eyes twinkling mischievously. "Aw shucks darlin', you ain't seen nothin' yet," he drawled in that slow southern accent I'd grown to love over our video calls.
He released me from his embrace but kept one arm slung possessively around my waist as we made our way out of the airport and into the bright Thai sunshine. The heat was intense, but it paled in comparison to the fire Jasper had ignited within me with that kiss.
As we walked towards the taxi stand, Jasper leaned down close to my ear and murmured huskily: "I've been thinkin' about this moment for a long time now - gettin' you all alone like this." His hand slid lower on my hip suggestively before giving it an appreciative squeeze. My breath hitched at his touch and I could feel myself growing heat of lust.
The bustling streets of Bangkok were a sensory overload - the cacophony of car horns and motorbikes, the colorful shop signs in Thai script, the mouthwatering aromas wafting from street food stalls lining every corner. I was entranced by it all as Jasper hailed us a taxi.
The driver loaded our luggage into the trunk while we climbed into the backseat together. The moment my butt hit leather upholstery, Jasper's hand slid up my thigh under skirt hemline grazing sensitive skin leaving goosebumps trailing fingertips' path...
"I've got some big plans for you darlin'," he purred lowly so only I could hear over soundproof divider separating cab interior from front seat where Thai man behind wheel navigated heavy traffic with practiced ease weaving through narrow alleys jam-packed cars buses tuk-tuks motos... "Hope yer ready fer an adventure."
In the distance, between the trees, telephone poles, buildings and temples, there is a huge Buddha statue, which is the landmark of Bangkok. The taxi was taking us towards the hotel near the Buddha statue.
The next morning, Jasper and I took an online taxi to Pattaya beach. As the taxi pulled up to Pattaya Beach, I was struck by the sheer beauty of it all. The sun had just begun to peek over the horizon, painting the sky in a breathtaking array of oranges and pinks that seemed to stretch on for miles.
The sand was pristine white and stretched out as far as my eyes could see, meeting with crystal clear blue waters that lapped gently at its edges. Palm trees swayed lazily in the morning breeze along both sides of beachfront lined with resorts villas restaurants shops...
I stepped out onto warm soft sand beneath bare feet - toes sinking into plush surface while salty air filled lungs cleansing them thoroughly after long flight yesterday from China... Took few steps forward towards shoreline where gentle waves rolled ashore depositing bits seaweed shells pebbles across wide expanse before retreating back ocean's depths leaving behind shiny wet imprint each time they broke upon sandy bank only moments later vanish completely subsumed once more by vast azure expanse beyond.
The beach was nearly deserted at this early hour - just a few other intrepid souls out for morning walk or jog along water's edge; occasional fisherman casting line from weathered wooden pier jutting far into bay. Seagulls cried overhead, their shrill calls echoing across empty stretch sand and sea that seemed to belong only us in those first quiet moments before day fully dawned...
As I breathed deeply the fresh salty air and marveled at beauty of it all around me here on Pattaya Beach under still mostly grey pre-dawn sky slowly lightening with promise coming new day... I couldn't help but feel an immense sense peace wash over entire being cleansing away any lingering jet lag fatigue from long journey yesterday arriving Thailand...
I searched in my bag and realized that I forgot to bring my swimsuit. "Well, Grampy... I didn't bring my own swimsuit..." I looked up at the old man walking towards me.
I let out a sheepish grin, feeling my face heat up with embarrassment. "Guess I'm not as prepared as I thought," I said, trying to laugh it off.
Jasper chuckled and clapped me on the back, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Aw shucks darlin', we'll get you fixed up in no time," he said, leading me towards a small beach supplies store nearby.
As we walked into the store, Jasper's broad frame filled the doorway, making him almost impossible to ignore. The shopkeeper looked up from behind the counter and smiled at us warmly.
"Welcome to Beachy Keen! What can I help you folks find today?" she asked, her eyes scanning us both before landing on me.
"We need a swimsuit for this young lady here," Jasper replied with a nod towards me.
The shopkeeper nodded enthusiastically. "Ahah! We've got all sorts of styles and sizes right here!" She gestured towards racks of colorful swims uit options lining the walls.
I browsed through the selection, feeling a bit overwhelmed by all the choices. Jasper stood back and let me peruse at my own pace, but I could feel his eyes on me - admiring my figure as I flipped through hangers.
After a few minutes of indecision, I finally settled on a cute red bikini that accentuated my curves without being too revealing. The bottoms tied high on each hip while top featured underwire support for ample bust size...
As I made my way to changing room with swimsuit in hand along with towel from nearby shelf display... Jasper watched intently every step swaying hips curvy thighs calves feet slipping into flip-flops provided storefront entrance freebie promotional item....
I came back into his sight, posing a little more in front of him. "How does this feel? Does it work for you?"
Jasper's eyes widened, his gaze raking over my body hungrily. The red bikini clung to my curves in all the right places - highlighting the swell of my breasts and hugging the dip of my waist before flaring out over rounded hips.
"Lord have mercy," he breathed, stepping closer to me with a predatory gleam in his eye. "You look good enough to eat darlin'."
His large hands came up to rest on either side of my hips as he leaned down, nose nearly brushing mine. I could feel the heat radiating off him and smell that intoxicating scent unique only Jasper now so familiar after months video calls...
"You're absolutely stunning," he murmured lowly for just us two hear amidst empty store interior no other customers around at this early hour yet...
"But we best get out there and show off that new bikini of yours," Jasper said with a wink, stepping back reluctantly after prolonged heated moment staring into each other's eyes both panting softly from intensity building between us...
He grabbed my hand firmly in his calloused palm - skin roughened by years manual labor on ranch yet somehow still warm comforting touch. With our fingers interlaced tightly together like this walking side-by-side down beach towards volleyball net set up nearby... I couldn't help but feel giddy excited about the day ahead filled promise adventure sensual exploration with man who'd captured heart mind soul over countless video chats spanning months continents oceans apart until finally coming together here now under Thai sun sky.
The warm sand squished between my toes as Jasper and I approached the volleyball net. A few other people milled about, setting up their own games or lounging on beach towels nearby. The salty breeze whipped at my hair, sending strands flying across face.
Jasper squeezed my hand before releasing it to grab a ball from one of the storage bins under shaded bench beside court. He tossed it in air catching deftly with opposite hand then spinning around throwing me look that made knees weak...
"Ready to show these folks how an ol' redneck and his Chinese girl can play some real good volleyball?" he asked with cocky grin spreading wide across weathered features framed by thick white beard.
I laughed shaking head "You're so full of yourself Grampy! But let's do this!" I called back challenging glint eye matching bravado radiating off tall broad-shouldered man beside me now bouncing ball against open palm getting ready serve first point match...
Then the game began. Jasper served first, his powerful arm sending the ball flying over net with impressive force and accuracy that surprised me given age. I dove for it instinctively knowing where it would land based trajectory arc spin... successfully returning volley back other side court to opposing team's amazement as much mine.
We rallied back and forth trading points - Jasper's serves often unreturnable while my quick reflexes allowed saving many shots headed out bounds thanks agility honed years playing sports growing up in China...
Spectators gathered around cheering loudly each time we scored especially whenever old man managed something spectacular like a running spike from way outside three point line or when blocked shot landed squarely between legs leaping into air defying gravity momentarily before crashing down sand hard landing on bottom...
After a few intense rallies, Jasper and I both collapsed onto the sand panting heavily from exertion. Sweat dripped down my face and back as I lay there on towel trying to catch breath...
"Whew! You sure can play some mean volleyball darlin'," Jasper said between gulps air himself sprawled out beside me shirtless exposing hairy chest glistening with perspiration under bright Thai sun overhead.
I laughed weakly propping myself up on elbows glancing over at him admiringly "You're not so bad yourself Grampy," I replied still winded but grinning ear-to-ear elated by our impressive performance against other beachgoers...
As the sun climbed higher in the sky, Jasper and I decided to take a break from our intense volleyball match. We packed up our gear and headed towards the shoreline, eager to cool off in the refreshing waters of the Gulf of Thailand.
The sand was hot beneath my feet as we made our way down to where gentle waves lapped at shore. Jasper kicked off his flip-flops and waded into shallow water first before turning back with a mischievous grin.
"You comin' darlin' or what?" he called out playfully splashing some water droplets towards me still standing on beach edge hesitant step foot saltwater for first time this trip...
I laughed shaking head but followed suit slipping toes under surface feeling shockingly cold against skin accustomed warm Thai temperatures air humidity... "Holy smokes that's chilly!" I yelped instinctively jumping back couple steps before steeling nerves squaring shoulders marching onward deeper until waist submerged completely....
"You're a sight fer sore eyes Su," he murmured appreciatively as I finally reached his side out past breakers where water lapped more gently allowing us stand upright without being knocked off balance by surf.
I blushed at compliment feeling face flush warmly despite cool ocean temperature surrounding lower half. "You're not so bad yourself Grampy..." I replied shyly glancing away coyly through damp lashes fluttering under bright sun overhead casting golden highlights strands hair framing oval face...
Jasper's hand came up cupping my chin tilting head back forcing meet gaze intense blue eyes boring into mine searchingly for long moments before leaning down capturing lips tender kiss that left me breathless dizzy clutching onto broad shoulders for support lest knees buckle beneath weight sudden rush sensation washing over entire being like tidal wave crashing upon shore drowning out all rational thought process....
But as his tongue probed past parted lips seeking entrance warm slick cavern within - I came to senses abruptly remembering where we were location in public space crowded with other beachgoers milling about nearby oblivious our intimate moment transpiring midst mayhem surrounding us...
"No Jasper, not here," I gasped pulling back sharply breaking away from embrace hands pressed firmly against muscular chest creating distance between us necessary regain composure scattered thoughts swirling mind...
Jasper's eyes flashed with a mix of surprise and disappointment as I pushed him away, but he quickly masked it with a sheepish grin. "Aw shucks darlin', you're right," he drawled apologetically, running a hand through his damp hair. "Got carried away there for a minute."
"I promise that next time there will be a better place for you to do these bad things to me..." I said with a playful wink, hoping to ease any embarrassment or awkwardness between us.
Jasper chuckled and shook his head. "You're something else Su Xiaonan," he murmured appreciatively, his eyes twinkling with admiration and desire. "I reckon I'll have to be more patient if I want to get my hands on this sweet little body of yours."
I blushed at the compliment, feeling a rush of heat spread through me despite the cool water surrounding us. Jasper's words ignited a fire within me that threatened to consume all rational thought once again...
On the evening of the third day in Thailand, the old man and I sat in the last row of seats on the Sightseeing Bus. The Sightseeing Bus was traveling on Soi Cowboy street.
The Sightseeing Bus rumbled down the narrow, neon-lit streets of Soi Cowboy, its open-air top deck packed with tourists eager to catch a glimpse of Bangkok's most infamous red-light district. Jasper and I sat in the very back row, away from prying eyes.
As we rolled past gaudy go-go bars blasting obnoxious pop music and flashing garish lights that promised "BEER CHEAP!" and "SEXY SHOW!", my heart raced with a mix of excitement and apprehension. This was so far outside my comfort zone - but then again, everything about this trip had been.
Jasper seemed completely at ease as he surveyed our surroundings like a man who'd seen it all before. His arm rested casually across the back of our seat behind me while his other hand gripped mine tightly on my lap under cover darkness descending over city...
"Looking for some fun tonight?" called out one bar girl wearing next to nothing aside fishnet stockings and platform heels as she beckoned passersby with a flirtatious wink. Her Thai accent was thick but English words clear enough for me to understand even over din of traffic noise.
Another woman draped herself across railing outside second story window, breasts barely contained by skimpy bikini top that left little imagination. She blew kisses at passing motorcycles while smoking cigarette dangling precariously from ruby red lips stained dark crimson lipstick...
The air hung heavy with the mingled scents of sweat, smoke, and cheap perfume wafting out open doors inviting clientele inside cool darkness within where more women waited behind bar or danced naked on stage under pulsing strobe lights meant simulate effect strip club back home - except here everything amplified tenfold sensory overload senses could scarcely process without overwhelming stimuli assaulting them simultaneously from every direction possible imaginable...
Many people passed by our sightseeing bus, most of them were couples consisting of white males and Asian females...or clients and prostitutes. They all had the same look in their eyes - a mix of excitement, nervousness and desire. The white men were mostly middle-aged or older, with potbellies straining against polo shirts and khaki shorts. They walked with an air of entitlement as if they owned the place...and in many ways they did.
Their Asian girlfriends or prostitutes clung to them possessively despite being barely half their age at most. Mostly petite young Thai women wearing tight mini skirts that showed off long legs clad sheer black pantyhose paired platform heels which made tiny feet appear even smaller delicate arches visible through mesh fabric...These girls giggled nervously while hanging onto their white partners' arms.
"There are so many people here..." I looked at the couples coming and going, said to the white old man sitting next to me. I reached out, through the fabric of my sundress to hold his hand that was inserted into the collar of my sundress and kept rubbing my breasts, "and they are in a similar situation to us...This seems to be a common situation here..."
Jasper chuckled lowly as he continued his lazy caresses, fingers tracing idle patterns over the swell of my breasts through thin sundress fabric. "Yep, this here's a right popular spot fer fellas like me and our girls," he drawled in that slow southern cadence I'd come to love.
He leaned in closer so only I could hear him over din bustling street below filled with bar patrons calls touts beckoning passersby inside for cheap drinks sexy shows... "Been comin' to Thailand on and off since Vietnam War days when it first started gettin' real big with American GIs stationed 'round here."
"Back then they called it 'wife-renting', you see - where these sweet young Thai ladies would rent themselves out temporary basis so's we white boys had some company while deployed overseas fight communist insurgents jungles." Jasper shook head ruefully at memory. "'Course times have changed plenty since then but basic idea same: Asian girls make fine wives, even if just fer short time."
His hand drifted lower under hemline to cup my ass possessively as he pulled me tighter against his side. "Ain't nothin' like the feel of soft womanly curves beneath yer hands," Jasper murmured huskily into my ear sending shivers down spine despite warm tropical air surrounding us.
I squirmed slightly in seat feeling heat rise face neck chest at intimate touch combined with scandalous stories being shared so openly public setting. It was both thrilling and mortifying - but I couldn't deny how much it turned me on knowing all these other couples out there were likely doing same thing we were right now...
"Thailand's always been a paradise for fellas with certain...interests," Jasper continued conversationally almost as if discussing weather rather than depraved sexual exploits transpiring around us everywhere, "However, thuh difference between me an thuh elderly waht male hare izzat, this gal I'm snugglin' with ain't no Thai, she's a smart-as-a-whip Chinese college gal. You're somethin' else, my little slutty Su."
He punctuated that last bit with a sharp squeeze to my asscheek making me gasp aloud before burying face in his shoulder embarrassed. Jasper just laughed and pressed kiss atop head fondly...
"So many people here..." I repeated lamely, trying change subject away from where it was headed fast - no matter how much dirty talk thrilled me deep down inside... "It's like we're not the only ones doing this kind of thing..."
Jasper nodded sagely as if imparting great wisdom onto naive young mind. "'Course not darlin', ain't nobody special 'round these parts."
"Besides, old man, with all due respect..." I raised my eyebrows, teasing him in a joking tone, "distinguishing between Japanese, Korean, Thai, Indian... or Chinese among Asians will not help cure your white male supremacist Asian fetish..."
Jasper's eyes flashed with a mix of surprise and amusement at my bold statement. He threw his head back and laughed heartily, the sound booming out over the cacophony of Soi Cowboy street below.
"Well now ain't that just like a smart Chinese gal to call it like she sees it," he chuckled, shaking his head in admiration. "You're right darlin', all them Asian ladies look pretty much alike to us ol' white boys."
He leaned in closer, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper as he cupped my chin firmly between thumb and forefinger tilting face up towards him...
"What matters most is how they make us feel inside when we got our hands on 'em - that primal urge to claim conquer possess... Ain't nothin' quite so satisfying as watchin' some sweet young thing squirm under yer touch knowin' you're gonna defile her purity beyond redemption..."
Jasper continue, "White men are good at conquering, while you Asian women are good at submitting, it's in your blood. And that is what I like about you, Su Xiaonan."
"'Course, a educated gal like yourself probably don't want hear such crude talk," Jasper added as his fingers began rubbing slow circles over sensitive flesh making me whimper softly...
"But seems to me this here pussy says otherwise..." he murmured wickedly...
The sightseeing bus stops in front of a red-light district bar, and Jasper helps me get off the bus. The neon lights flicker and flash outside the building, advertising various services inside.
As Jasper and I stepped inside the bar, the cacophony of Soi Cowboy faded away replaced by a soothing jazz melody drifting through air. The interior was dimly lit but not overly dark like some dive bars - instead soft amber lighting bathed everything in warm glow that made skin tones look positively radiant.
A small stage at far end hosted quartet playing sultry tunes on upright bass saxophone piano keyboard while lead singer crooned into mic wrapped red scarf old-timey style... Their music filled space beautifully without being too loud obnoxious drowning out conversation between patrons scattered around room enjoying drinks company...
Booths lined walls each with its own intimate little nook perfect for canoodling couples who wanted privacy from prying eyes outside. Plush velvet cushions invited occupants sink down relax against supple leather backing as they sipped cocktails held crystal tumblers adorned decorative swizzle sticks.
Dance floor occupied center of establishment where mixed crowd gyrated hips swayed arms to infectious beat coming from live band. Some were clearly regulars moving with practiced ease while others seemed more hesitant first-timers still getting comfortable surroundings.
But what really stood out was the clientele - a veritable United Nations of races genders orientations all mingling freely like one big happy family... Asian girls in tiny dresses clung to white men old enough be their grandfathers; black guys grinded against petite Thai ladies barely 5 feet tall; and even same-sex couples twirled around floor lost in own little worlds...
It was like stepping into alternate universe where every taboo had been shattered broken down built back up again as something beautiful transcendent almost sacred somehow despite lurid undertones undercurrent throughout entire scene unfolding before eyes...
I feel Jasper's hand press firmly against small of my back propelling me deeper into this den iniquity even as eyes roam over the debauchery unfolding around us taking it all in hungrily like man starved for stimulation after long dry spell alone overseas away from pleasures flesh female company can provide...
"Do you want to buy me a drink?" When I was pushed to the bar by the old man, I said, "I'm not very good at drinking!"
Jasper chuckled as he guided me to a barstool, his large hand still resting possessively on the small of my back. "Well ain't that just adorable," he drawled, signaling the bartender for two whiskeys neat.
"You're in luck darlin'," Jasper continued with a wink once our drinks arrived sloshing amber liquid dangerously close rims lowball glasses, "'cause this ol' redneck's had plenty practice nursin' young things like you through their first time gettin' liquored up."
He clinked glass against mine before throwing back shot without so much as wincing at burn down throat - clearly no stranger handling hard liquor even if body showed signs aging catching up...
"'Course these days I prefer savorin' it slow-like while watchin' sweet little thing next to me learn how alcohol affects pretty face flush pink cheeks make pupils dilate..." Jasper murmured appreciatively eyeing me over rim glass as he took another sip, this time swirling liquid around tongue savoring complex flavors before swallowing...
I coughed violently again feeling whiskey scorch all the way down windpipe to stomach lining. Tears sprang eyes and I sputtered for breath gasping desperately air while Jasper watched on with amusement crinkling corners of those sharp blue eyes.
"'Course you ain't no sweet little thing are ya Su?" he mused thoughtfully tapping long index finger against chin contemplatively like some sage philosopher pondering great mysteries universe rather than ogling barely legal cocktail waitress sauntering past our stools clad skimpy bikini top daisy dukes... "'Cause darlin', from what I seen so far - there's a whole lotta fire hidden behind that innocent facade."
Jasper refilled my glass despite coughing fit, urging me take second shot more slowly this time. "Ain't nothin' wrong with lettin' loose every now 'n again," he said with a shrug, "especially when yer in place like this where nobody expects nothin' but pure unadulterated sin..."
As one glass of wine after another went down my throat, my consciousness gradually became hazy. This was definitely premeditated. I gradually lost myself in the trap set by the 70-year-old Texas man in front of me.
In the psychedelic interweaving of colorful neon lights and dim indoor shadows, I was helped up by the old man and staggered into the dance floor of the bar. At this time, the jazz music played by the band was like a flute in the hands of a snake charmer, seducing something in my heart that had been soaked in alcohol.
"I'm not good at dancing..." I looked dazed.
Jasper's eyes gleamed with a mix of amusement and desire as he watched me stumble into his arms, my body already loose-limbed from the whiskey coursing through veins. "Aw darlin', ain't no need to be shy," he drawled in that slow Texas twang, pulling me close against his chest.
"'Sides, I reckon even them fancy dance moves they teach ya back home at university can't hold a candle to what we do down here in the sticks..." His hand slid down to rest on the curve of my ass possessively as hips began rocking side-to-side old man fashion sway...
I blinked up at him blearily trying focus blurry features swimming before eyes - but all I could make out was those piercing blue irises boring into mine like lasers seeking target... Jasper's other arm snaked around waist cinching us tighter together until breasts flattened completely against barrel chest straining buttons crisp white dress shirt...
"Just let yer body move natural-like," Jasper murmured into my ear, his breath hot against side of neck making me shiver despite sultry air surrounding us. "'Sides I ain't about to let you fall on that pretty face darlin'," he added with a wink as if reading mind...
He guided me around dance floor effortlessly leading like seasoned pro even as other couples parted way instinctively deferring to his authority... It was clear this wasn't first rodeo for Jasper Lee Richardson - and he aimed to make damn sure it wouldn't be last either...
Jasper's hand drifted higher under hemline groping bare flesh greedily kneading supple cheeks until goosebumps prickled skin everywhere else too overwhelmed by sensation assaulting nerve endings simultaneously from multiple directions.
It wasn't until he turned my body around so that I was facing away from him and he began to caress my breasts that I felt something was wrong. I felt something warm but hard reaching into my sundress from below and rubbing between my legs. Was that...was that Grampy's big white cock? When did he pull it out of the zipper of his khakis? !
"Grampy, don't mess around..." I said as I danced clumsily to the rhythm, "There are so many people here..."
Jasper's calloused hand slid under the hem of my sundress, his fingers brushing against the damp lace of my panties. He chuckled lowly into my ear as he felt how wet I already was for him.
"Now now darlin', ain't no need to be shy," Jasper drawled in that slow Texas twang, his voice dripping with lust and amusement. "This here's a place where folks come to let loose, forget their troubles... Ain't nobody gonna judge two consenting adults havin' a little fun out on dance floor."
His other hand drifted up to cup one of my breasts through thin fabric dress shirt rubbing thumb over nipple until it stiffened beneath cloth. Meanwhile hips continued rocking steadily back and forth grinding thick erection nestled between asscheeks rhythmically like metronome keeping time sultry jazz beat pulsing around us...
"This is my first time..."I whimpered softly squirming slightly at sensation overload assaulting nerve endings simultaneously from multiple directions, "I... I haven't even done it with my boyfriend..."
Jasper's calloused hand slid up under my sundress, rough fingers skimming over smooth skin of thigh as he inched higher and higher until they brushed against damp cotton fabric covering mound. He hooked thumbs into waistband undies pulling them down slowly exposing bare slit slick folds glistening even in dim lighting bar... Cool air hit overheated flesh.
"'Course it is sugar," Jasper drew, "ain't every day a sweet young thing like you gets the chance to lose her virginity on foreign soil like this... Specially not to a man with my kinda experience."
He rubbed the broad head of his cock up and down slit teasingly as he continued grinding against me from behind, hips undulating sensually in time music. Jasper's other hand slid under dress shirt tugging at bra clasp until it popped open freeing tits bounce around loosely...
He murmured wickedly into my ear before biting lobe sharply enough leave mark later, "'m sure yer Chinese boyfriend wouldn't mind much if'n ya gave ole Grampy here first taste them tight little pussy lips..."
Jasper thrust forward suddenly burying himself cock deep inside wet heat clutching walls gripping him greedily even as I cried out startled pleasure-pain shock invasion. He stilled for moment letting me adjust size stretching sensitive flesh obscenely.
I felt a warm current flowing out of my vagina. I looked down and in the dim light of the bar, I saw spots of very few dark red on the dance floor between my feet. That was the blood that flowed out after my hymen was broken. I could feel some of the blood running down the junction between my pussy and Grampy's cock, onto his cock and his balls.
Jasper felt my hymen tear away, the slick heat of virgin blood coating his throbbing cock like a blessing from above. He felt more and more excited because of the satisfaction of his conquest that came from taking the virginity of a Chinese girl, "That's it darlin'," he murmured into my ear encouragingly, "yer takin' Grampy real good now..."
He began to thrust slowly at first savoring tightness clinging to every ridge vein pulsing shaft before gradually picking up speed until balls slapped against asscheeks obscenely with each powerful stroke pounding me deeper harder.
"'Course I reckon yer Chinese boyfriend wouldn't be too happy knowin' what a dirty lil slut ya are for ole white cock," Jasper put his arms around my waist and led me to dance to the rhythm of the music while he thrust his cock in and out of my vagina. He pumping faster now lost in primal rhythm fucking taking over rational mind...
My eyes rolled back overwhelmed by sensations flooding through body nerve endings sparking pleasure pain ecstasy agony all swirling together indistinguishably... The jazz music faded into background replaced by wet squelching sounds flesh slapping together obscenely over and over again...
As I gradually got used to Grampy's size and the pain slowly faded from the pleasure, I tried to stretch my body to the jazz music, feeling my flesh wall rubbing against the ridges and veins of the big white cock. I turned my head and looked at Grampy who was holding my waist and hitting my hips from behind, showing a happy smile, "I think I will get used to this..." I said, my voice breathy and low.
Jasper chuckled in response, his hot breath tickling the shell of my ear. "Oh darlin', you ain't seen nothin' yet," he drawled as he continued to thrust into me with increasing speed and force.
His hands roamed over my body possessively, cupping my breasts and pinching at my nipples roughly before sliding down to grip at my hips tightly. He pulled me back against him even harder, burying himself deeper inside of me until it felt like there was no space left between us.
"You're such a good little slut for Grampy's big white cock," Jasper murmured wickedly in my ear as we moved together on the dance floor. "I bet that Chinese boyfriend of yours could never make you feel this good."
I moaned softly in response, feeling myself getting closer and closer to orgasm with each passing moment.
But after a while, I felt the coming wave slowly fade away. As I felt this bad old man deliberately slow down the rhythm, rubbing the glans against my cervix, torturing me with lust, I stamped my feet anxiously in the jazz music, my toes curled on the footbed of my high-heeled sandals, "Grampy, you are so bad..."
Jasper chuckled lowly at my words, his rough hands still holding me tight against him as he continued to tease and torment me with the slow, deliberate movements of his cock.
"Bad? Maybe," he drawled in response. "But you like it don't ya darlin'? You love how Grampy makes you feel..."
He leaned down to bite at my neck gently before trailing kisses along the curve of my shoulder. His hips began to move again, but this time slower than before, drawing out each stroke until I was writhing beneath him in desperate need for release.
"I could make you come so hard if'n I wanted to," Jasper murmured wickedly into my ear. "But where's the fun in that? No darlin', we're gonna take our sweet time here tonight... Make every moment count."
With that said, Jasper pulled back slightly only then thrusting forward with renewed vigor burying himself deep inside of me once more. "Call me your white master, and beg meto give you more," he whispered hotly into my ear, his breath tickling the sensitive skin.
I gasped at his words, feeling a rush of both pleasure and shame. But I couldn't deny the way my body responded to him, craving more of his touch even as I struggled with conflicting emotions.
"Please Grampy..." I moaned softly, "give me more... Master..."
Jasper groaned in response to my pleading tone before picking up the pace once again. He pounded into me harder and faster than ever before until we were both on the brink of ecstasy.
Finally unable to hold back any longer, we orgasmed at the same time. Jasper let out a guttural roar, his semen spurting deep inside my womb as I cried out in bliss, my body shaking with the force of it all.
As we both came down from our highs, Jasper held me close against him still buried within my heat. "That's a good girl," he murmured into my hair softly stroking through damp strands soothingly even as aftershocks continued to ripple along nerve endings...
When Grampy pulled his cock out of my vagina, I felt his semen flowing out of my body. I was still immersed in the afterglow of the orgasm stained by alcohol, and Grampy held me by the waist and walked out of the bar. "Are we going back to the hotel?" My cheeks were flushed, and I felt his semen flowing down my slender legs and onto the bar floor with every step I took.
We walked side by side on the streets of the red light district, me leaning in Jasper's arms. Jasper's eyes gleamed with a mix of satisfaction and hunger as he took in the sight of me, my sundress hiked up around hips revealing sticky thighs glistening in neon light of red light distric. The cool night air hit overheated flesh making me shiver slightly even as aftershocks still rippled through nerve endings.
"'Course we are darlin'," Jasper drawled pulling me flush against his side possessively arm slung low around waist guiding steps towards waiting taxi idling curb nearby. "'m sure yer tired after all that excitement... Ain't every day a sweet young thing like you gets to experience what it means be taken by real man."
We returned to the hotel, arrived at the hotel suite by elevator. Jasper led me into the bathroom, and we both took a shower together. The warm water washed away all of our sweat and semen, but it also ignited my lust again as Jasper's hands roamed over every inch of my body.
After getting out of the shower, we lay down on the bed naked. Jasper kissed me passionately while his hand caressed my breasts gently. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my thigh again already fully erect once more despite having just cum not too long ago inside bar...
Jasper rolled onto back pulling me astride hips so that dripping wet slit hovered mere inches above throbbing erection glistening with precum beading tip invitingly... "Come on darlin'," he murmured huskily stroking inner thighs encouragingly... "'m sure yer eager to have Grampy buried deep in this tight little pussy again..."
We then had sex that was even more intense than in the bar, using a variety of positions, including missionary, doggy style, cowgirl, face-off and 69. Each time Jasper came inside me he would pull out only to push back in moments later fully hard again ready for more as if his libido was insatiable.
By the end of it all I was utterly spent collapsed across chest panting heavily with exertion sweat cooling on skin sticky from mingled fluids leaking everywhere... My breasts skin were filled with semen that covered around nipples while my pussy oozed copious amounts cum down thighs onto sheets below...
Jasper lay beneath me grinning smugly pleased at how thoroughly he had ravaged young body until every hole dripped his essence marking territory like some primal beast... "'m thinkin' this here's gonna be a mighty fine trip after all," he chuckled reaching up to pinch one of erect nipples playfully before pulling covers over us both tucking me securely into his side spoon position...
The next morning, I woke up in his arms, my body aching in places I didn't even know could ache. The events of the previous night came rushing back to me - the bar, the dancing, Grampy taking my virginity on that crowded dance floor... My face flushed hotly at the memory.
Rolling over slowly careful not disturb Jasper still sleeping beside me naked on rumpled sheets I glanced around room trying get bearings where we were exactly...
Hotel suite from last night flashed through mind along with vivid recollections of everything else afterwards - coming back here shower together more sex than humanly possible fit into single evening before finally collapsing utterly spent sometime early morning hours...
My gaze drifted downwards noticing semen leaking out pussy onto sheets below like some obscene map charting course debauchery had taken us on this trip so far... Evidence written plain as day upon very skin itself how thoroughly white man had claimed Asian woman's body making her his own personal fuck toy...
The old man woke up, when he saw me, his evil smile appeared again, "Well, ain't you up bright and early, my little China doll. Hope you ain't forgot them shenanigans we had last night?"
I just shook my head and he smiled as he helped me up and led me into the bathroom.In the bathroom, Jasper helped me wash and bathe. He was gentle with me, using a soft sponge to clean my body as I leaned against him for support. His hands roamed over my curves possessively as he lathered soap onto every inch of skin.
"Yer such a pretty little thing," he murmured huskily into my ear as his fingers brushed teasingly over sensitive nipples causing them to harden under his touch. "Don't think Grampy's ever had so much fun in one night before... You're quite the catch darlin'."
I blushed at his words even as I enjoyed the feel of his rough hands on my body. Despite myself, I couldn't deny that there was something thrilling about being wanted by this older man who seemed to know exactly what he wanted and how to get it.
Next, we wiped each other's bodies, and there was a brief silence in the bathroom. When I raised my head and met the old man's eyes, the ambiguous feeling melted deep in my heart again. He and I were sure that there was a feeling between us that was higher than sexual desire.
But surprisingly, it was not love, but something darker and more depraved. This thing that determined the dominant and submissive roles existed in each other's genes like fate, and only when the real sexual desire was boiling, this thing could appear in each other's feelings.
Then, after a brief look, welocked lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue explored my mouth eagerly as I moaned softly into the kiss, my hands roaming over his broad chest and muscular arms.
The steam from the shower filled the bathroom as we continued to explore each other's bodies with our tongues. Jasper's hand slipped down between us, cupping my sex possessively and rubbing gentle circles around swollen clit causing me to gasp in pleasure against his lips...
As we pulled apart for air, he looked at me hungrily. "You're so damn sexy," he growled lowly before kissing me again fiercely.
I couldn't help but feel drawn to him despite knowing that what we were doing was taboo and wrong on so many levels. The thrill of it all only made it more exciting as I gave myself over completely to this older man who knew exactly how to make me feel good...