Her tight blue jeans were a great addition to her too tight white spaghetti strapped tank top. With the support of her small push up bra, her little tits were bulging subtly from her shirt. What put it over the top, however, where the two blond pigtails jutting from the sides of her head. God damn. “You're looking pretty good too,” I said to her, “You lose some weight?” “Just a little,” she said with a shy smile on her face as she giggled. “Well, whatever you're doing, it’s working great,” I said as she passed me the basket of eggs, setting them down on the coffee table, “The boys at school must be all over you.” “Somewhat…” she said shyly taking a seat on the couch, “I have a boyfriend.” “Oh,” I replied sitting across from her, “That’s cool, how long have you two been together?” “We just hit our 1 year anniversary a few weeks ago,” she said with uncertainty. “You don’t seem very sure about that,” I said laughing. “Well, we had our first romantic weekend last week, we were going to wait until we got married, but we ended up trying a few things while his parents were away.” she said shyly. “Oh, I see,” I said, “Your first time?” “Yeah,” she said in dismay, “His too. It was ok. Not really that grand..” “Why do you say that?” I said with a confused smirk. “Well, I don't know…” She said slowly, “I guess he was a little too shy. He didn’t really know what to do.” “Ah,” I said. “I see. Yeah, I was like that too in my early years. I had to learn that I really needed to take control for it to be a really good experience.” “Control?” she asked. “Yes, Control,” I replied with a smirk asian on my face. “A man needs to be japanese in control and dominate whilst the woman needs to be submissive like a good girl.” “I see…” she said blushing. “I’ll have to remember that…” “You know,” I said as I stood up off the couch, my cock bulging from my shorts, “A young girl like yourself, with a body like that, must secretly know she wants to be used and controlled…” “Mr. Stafford!”, she said standing up off the couch, eyes fixated on my crotch “I don’t know about this, I should leave.” “I think you really want to stay,” I told her as I put my hands on her shoulders, pushing her back down on the couch, “I think you want to be used now like the good little slut you are...” “Mr. Stafford!” She yelled, trying to get back up off the couch. “Shhhhh,” I said to her as I took a knee onto the couch, pushing her further into the cushions while firmly cupping her small tit with my right hand. “Mr. Stafford! Please!” She yelled as both of her hands gripped my arm, trying to pull me away. “It’s ok sweetie,” I said in a subtle tone, “Consider this your first lesson in submission…” Her mom was asking her questions like she didn't believe that she fell. You whisper as you moan, “Fuck me!”. She was taken aback a bit by how wet she was, but knowing that Brad was hard, she didn't feel as bad. I held her waist while she rocked for maybe five minutes then she erupted with a strong extramarital orgasm. “I want to thank you. Trust and believe, nothing hurts like a broken crush. It came and it brought cheers to his face. She bucked atop me as she shuddered through her orgasmic rapture. My finger didn't get a chance to leave the round ivory button, "Joe?" “All three of us were terrible to him. “They’re already fleeing, just give it up!” Jolts of pain shot through the hunters’ head, throbbing like a headache, but so much more intense. I woke the following morning with a soft very young body close to japanese mine and a hand gently playing with my morning erection. I leaned my weight over her and pinned her spread out knees all the way up by her shoulders. The RA walked over to Marie and Frank. I can smell her perfume and the scent of her sex asian in the air, without even looking I knew she was wet.