Losing It In New York
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At 4’11” tall, Carol is a picture of Malaysian beauty. Slim but athletic, incredibly toned body, small firm breasts with large dark nipples, big brown eyes, a huge smile, and long wavy black hair. Forced to live in New York by her parents to further her education, this young Asian beauty has never experienced sexual pleasure, beyond kissing her female cousin. Thats about to change... More
At 4’11” tall (tall being somewhat of a misnomer in this case), Carol was a picture of Malaysian beauty. Slim but athletic, incredibly toned body, small firm breasts with large dark nipples, big brown eyes, a huge smile, and long wavy black hair, Carol chose this as her English name, feeling that it was far sexier than her birth name - Sai-ru. She was a sexy little siren with the alluring appeal of her ethnicity, who looked much younger than her years - twenty nine years old, and she could easily pass off as eighteen or nineteen to any westerner. And she knew the appeal that would hold to many.
Arriving in the States during New York’s cold winter was a real shock to her system, and her first outing was to buy herself thermal undergarments and a heavy warm jacket, a hat, scarf, and gloves. Her parents desired her to further her prospects by mastering the English she already had an elementary grasp of, and gaining an immersive understanding of western culture, so as to allow her to carry out some of her families business interests abroad, but Carol was mainly relishing the opportunity to be free of the conservative family unit that exclusively made up her social group. She had flirted with some of her cousins before, and even kissed her cousin Nadira slowly and passionately several times when they were alone in her bedroom studying. The first time it happened, she suspected it was Nadiras first kiss too because both girls were equally nervous, and neither girl had had a boyfriend before, the kisses were always carefully choreographed and orchestrated to happen when they knew they would not be interrupted, but they never went beyond kissing, though from the way Nadira would pant and go flush just like Sai-ru, she knew that her pussy was also wet and slippery, and aching to be touched by another. With all these quasi-sexual experiences building up her libido over the years, Carol was determined that her stay in America would quickly be punctuated by the loss of her virginity - she desperately desired to be fucked the way she had seen on the few porn movies she had managed to acquire and hide away on her laptop. The movies always made her wet and horny, and she normally watched them in bed, slipping one of her slender fingers into her incredibly tiny and tight little pussy. She didn’t care whether it was a man or a woman - she wanted to be pleasured, used, fucked.
One thing she was worried about was her little cunt - seeing the size of the cocks and the toys in her movies she could tell her pussy was much tinier than a western woman’s hole, hell, just one finger slipping inside her felt so incredibly tight, and she wondered if it would hurt to have a large hard cock fucking her - but she needed to find out. Even the idea of pain while being fucked and stretched was enough to make her to breathe heavily and start getting hot and damp.