Work for Pussy

Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

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At the end of 1981, we retired after more than twenty years of military service and moved onto the German Economy with a generous salary and housing allowance from my new employer – an Intelligence Community Defense Contractor. We found even more sexual excitement as we assimilated into the German Community with German friends.

I maintained my Stars and Stripes credentials working my side gig as a photojournalist during the motocross-racing season – spring and summer months.

Our daughter attended University of Maryland European Campuses on a part time basis while working at local Post Exchange. She was working on the core courses and expecting to complete her Bachelors. I completed twelve hours of German cementing even better relations with our neighbors and a hot affair with my German Teacher. The language education was very helpful in our travels throughout Western Europe.

My wife continued to fuck the bus driver she had fucked in Italy. Georg, my good German friend who was in charge of a Special Services Photo Lab, constantly hounded me to bring Mary with me when I processed my images in the lab. She more discreetly fucked a few others – mostly business owners associated with her guided tours and gifts she received for guiding tourists to their shops.

Our daughter continued to fuck me. Our fears of discovery were mostly unfounded. This was during a time of Free Love and Liberal Lifestyles – Sex, Drugs and Rock ‘n Roll. My incestuous relationship with our daughter remained mostly a family secret, even after my daughter shared our secret with two of her beautiful military dependant friends. They became a source of even more pussy until they married and moved back to the States.

Our separation from a few busybodies in the military community was helpful in protecting our sordid lifestyle and my security clearance. Unfortunately, the DOD contract was completed after two years. I tried but was denied employment as a Stars and Stripes photographer. With little choice we agreed and were transferred to the company office in Maryland.

We bought a home, a townhouse near the company office, and settled in to a boring lifestyle. Our 20-year old daughter lived with us while getting her indoctrination into the American way of life. She worked several jobs around the Fort Meade area of Maryland, partying in the Germantown area of DC.

Mary was bored. We were leading or were forced into a more sedate behavior. Our exciting sex lives were put on hold. She decided to work rather that sit at home and turned a part-time job into an executive position within less than two years. You might say, “She fucked her way to the top.”

I was not happy with my new less prestigious status. A friend who had left the company a few months earlier had recommended me for a similar position with a different contractor. But, it required relocation. At first, it sounded exciting. But, Mary did not want to leave her executive position and move.

The new company came to the rescue with a more lucrative offer and travel allowances. They would fly me home ever other weekend for the duration of the temporary assignment that was originally stated to be six to nine months. The pay was great with per diem and travel allowance.

My temporary position was at military bases in San Antonio, Texas where the company was trying to build a foothold. I was part of a six-man Insertion Team. We lived in company leased apartments with all expenses paid – hot tub and swimming pool included. The only drawback was sharing the apartment with a second member of the team.

This is where my part of this erotic story begins. With my wife fucking her way to the top and my daughter just fucking around, I was seeing opportunity for a return to a more exciting life. I soon found that San Antonio was pussy heaven.

I found my way to the local drinking establishments and a Korean Restaurant that sported some nice looking young ladies. They were oriental. I assumed they were Korean.

Our crew would load into the company supplied rental cars and have lunch together. The Korean restaurant was near our work location and was generally a favorite. The food was good and portions were generous. The Korean BBQ (Bulgogi) was a delicious choice and the soups hit the spot in cold weather. I know that we made quite an impression in our suits and ties. We stood out among the everyday customer base. And, we left generous tips.

There were three especially sexy Korean ladies working there. We assumed them to be Korean. They were Oriental and this was advertised as a Korean Restaurant. I had an eye for a pretty one. She was tall and thin with small breasts and a nice smile. She wasn’t the one, however, who paid attention to me. A shorter lady with a full body and nice features always seemed to be first to our table. And, she always stood behind my seat to take orders and she always touched me. She would rub my shoulder with her hip. As we became regulars, she got even bolder. One day she pushed her crotch firmly dikmen escort against my elbow. I didn’t move my elbow. She didn’t move her crotch. If anything she pressed it more firmly against my elbow.

Late one Saturday afternoon, the database guy and I had worked our day off to catch up on some detail. We stopped for a snack at the Korean restaurant. It was after regular lunch hours. We were the only customers. After lunch, I left a nice tip and we went to the car. Yong and Su-Li, the two sexy ladies who had shown some interest, followed us out. Yong was the tall skinny one. Su-Li was the one who pressed her pussy against my elbow.

Ernie was driving. I was in the passenger seat. Ernie started the car but I stopped him.

“Wait,” I said. “I think there is something exciting about to happen.”

It was. Su-Li asked where we were going.

I smiled and said, “Let’s go to your house.”

She giggled and said, “My husband is there. Do you want to meet him?”

I liked the joking attitude. It gave me the courage to ask, “Does he share you?”

They both laughed and Yong was first to respond, “Do you have a wife?”

“Yes, and I share her.” I quipped.

“No! I don’t believe that.”

“It’s true,” I said, “But she is not here. I need a female friend.”

I asked for a phone number and Su-Li responded, “No. You can’t call my house but I have a friend who you might like. I’ve told her about you and she is interested in being a female friend. Let me have your number.”

BINGO. We connected.

I gave Su-Li the number to our apartment and asked her to share it with Yong – if there was any female friend interest.

I was home alone that very evening when Su-Li called. She asked if I would like to meet her friend. I was really more interested in the body that enjoyed rubbing on me but felt that Su-Li needed the reassuring company of a friend before meeting me alone.

“I would love to meet her and have some female companionship.” I lied. I was hot for this short but very sexy Korean lady. I gave her directions and they were at my door just twenty minutes later. It was awkward.

Su-Li introduced Mi-Cha. Mi-Cha was rather plain. She was a bit taller than Su-Li but not very shapely. Her breasts were probably larger than those of Yong but nowhere near the nice rack of Su-Li. There was something about her. I could feel a connection. That look that says, “I’m available.”

I offered them a drink. They accepted soft drinks. They sipped their sodas in silence as I poured myself a beer. I asked Su-Li, “Does your husband know you are here?”

“I lied,” she smiled. “He’s in The Valley at a golf tournament. He and the General will be there all weekend.”

The Valley, is local language for the Texas-Mexico border area – The Rio Grande Valley.

The reference to the General took me aback.

“Oh?” I questioned. “Is your husband a high-ranking officer?”

“Oh No,” Su-Li responded. “He is an E-4; a security guard. But he is a scratch golfer. He and the base commander are golf buddies. I think you might call them Hustlers.” She smiled.

I had to laugh. I too had golfed some and been hustled a few times. “Do you play golf?” I asked.

“Yes. I worked in the restaurant at the military golf course in Korea. That is where I met my husband. He taught me to play golf. Actually, I am a very good golfer.”

The more we talked, the more I realized the Su-Li was quite timid – not at all what I had thought. I had suspected that she was a bargirl who had got lucky with an American GI. She was forcing herself to be more outgoing. She really was there to help her friend Mi-Cha find a boyfriend. Mi-Cha was only part Korean. She was the daughter of a Korean lady who had married a GI.

Mi-Cha had also married but later divorced a young soldier from Fort Sam Houston – home of the Army school for Medical Personnel. I was surprised to learn that both were members of the local Baptist Church for Koreans. Neither of these women was familiar with the bars and joints in San Antonio that catered to the military. But, she was available.

Shortly, Mi-Cha asked about the bathroom. We were in a two bedroom, two bath apartment. My roommate’s bathroom was closest. While she was there I turned to Su-Li who was on the sofa next to me. I turned her face to mine and kissed her mouth. She seemed surprised but did not resist. She also seemed to accept my hand in her open shirt, softly touching her exposed cleavage. I kissed her longer and harder as my hand moved into her bra. I had her right tit completely exposed when Mi-Cha returned from the bathroom.

Su-Li stuttered, “I think Mi-Cha is interested in being your female friend.”

Mi-Cha was smiling, “I think Mal is more interested in you. He’s holding your titty in his hand.”

I leaned down and took Su-Li’s breast into my mouth. She moaned and caressed my head.

I raised my head and unbuttoned her shirt and pulled the bra straps off her shoulders. I twisted it around and unsnapped the bra. I sat back emek escort and enjoyed two of the most perfect breasts I’d ever seen. Full and firm, the nipples and areola just a bit darker than pink. I pinched her nipples, pulling and stretching them. She just pushed them forward, enjoying the feeling. I kissed them and she pushed me away.

“I have never been with another man.”

“Really?” I questioned

“Really,” Su-Li said, almost as if it embarrassed her. “My husband is my only experience. I think he doesn’t really love me anymore. He criticizes me for the way I walk. He seems to care what people think of him with a Korean girl. We have a son but that seems to be all that keeps him with me. He avoids me at parties and such.”

I got bold and asked, “Does he enjoy sex with you?”

“Very seldom.” Su-Li said, almost crying. “I think he loves the General more than me.”

“You’re kidding. Is he gay? Is the General gay?”

Mi-Cha sat quietly, taking all this in. “I think they are gay.” She said. “They try very hard to hide it but it is more and more obvious – to me.”

“We should go,” Su-Li was crying. “I’m sorry. I had selected you for my friend. I’m ashamed of myself.”

“Don’t be silly. I’ve wanted to know you better since that first day in the restaurant. Nothing against Mi-Cha. It’s just that I really want to know you better.”

Su-Li was sobbing now. She put on her shirt without the bra and beckoned Mi-Cha to the door. They left me to jackoff and wonder if I could get into that pussy.

The drinking establishment I found on my own. Being the writer and organizer of documentation often meant that I had work to do completing the input from the system analyst and data base guys. I often stayed late and drove my own rent car. That car made its way to a place called the Back Way Inn. The Back Way Inn was the perfect example of Red Neck Rowdiness. It was another place where I was totally an oddity in my coat and tie. It was where I would drink and spend hours flirting with a big-breasted bar tender who had a background in Exotic Dancing – stripping. She liked showing those boobs. I enjoyed looking.

Jeannette got some nice tips for those tits. I was one of her better tippers.

Totally frustrated after a day of near misses with my new Korean Lady Friends, I dressed casually and drove over to the Back Way Inn. Jeannette was surrounded by a huge number of admirers. There was very little opportunity for any serious flirting. I got slightly drunk and drove home even more sexually frustrated.

I called Mary to let her know that I had been celibate through no fault of my own. She laughed and we shared our accomplishments and frustrations. She had had better luck. She and Marge, the Private Secretary for the owner and chief executive officer, were best friends and had recently begun sharing their mutual admiration for each other for the visual pleasure of their boss. He would watch them please one another then join in to get himself up for a fuck with each of them, or with at least one of them. Mary proudly announced that she had recently received another boost in her salary. She was fucking her way into a higher tax bracket.

Sunday afternoon I got a call from Su-Li. She had just left the Sunday services and wanted to know if I would like to have lunch. I met her at a restaurant not far from my apartment. She had gone home and changed to jeans and flannel shirt. It was a warm February day. I watched her walk from her car to the restaurant and thought of her husband’s objection to her walk. It was noticeable – sort of a pigeon toed gait. It reminded me of women in Vietnam or Thailand – two places I had been during military service. I probably would not have paid attention except that she had brought it up yesterday.

She surprised me by sliding into the booth beside me instead of across the table. The affection was obvious. Was I about to get lucky? It was a nice lunch and we enjoyed a warm chat and could feel sexual tension building. I managed to touch her breast on a couple of occasions. There was no bra under that flannel shirt.

We left for my apartment in my car, leaving hers in the restaurant parking lot. At my apartment I pushed her back on the sofa and we kissed with me pressing my erection into her crotch. She was giving every indication that she was ready for the bedroom. I lifted her in my arms and carried her into my bedroom. She lay on the bed panting as I loosened her belt and pulled her jeans down. She lifted her butt to allow it. I pulled out my hard dick and touched it to her sloppy wet pussy. It was just pushing through her labia when all went wrong.

“No. No. I can’t do this. I only have my husband. Never another man. Please! NO!”

That scared the crap out of me. Was she yelling rape? I pulled back and left the room, totally confused and frustrated – and frightened.

Su-Li came into the living room fully dressed and crying. “I’m so sorry.” She whined. “I really wanted sex with you. I just could not go through with it. Please forgive me.”

I eryaman escort couldn’t say anything. I was angry and frightened. I just sat back, took a deep breath and stared at the far wall. I walked over and turned on the television. We watched cartoons until she changed her mind again.

“Fuck me. I’ll do it. I want to have sex with you.”

Still confused I looked at her but did not touch.

I walked into the bedroom and got naked. I lay on the bed with my erection in my hand.

Su-Li followed me, removing her flannel shirt. She was not wearing a bra. I had thought that when copping a feel at the restaurant. She pulled down her jeans to expose a pair of granny panties. I had sort of expected this.

“I don’t have birth control. Please don’t make me pregnant.”

I didn’t answer and did not move. I lay on my back with my hard cock standing straight up. It was so hard that it kept jerking, flexing back against my stomach.

Su-Li straddled me and used her own hand to place my erection in the right place. She lowered herself onto my throbbing cock and leaned forward as her hairy mons and clit pressed against my pubic bone. She let her breasts brush over my chest, pushing down then lifting and rubbing them from side to side. She started to fuck; raising her ass then settling back down. She got faster and accidentally pulled off my cock. She grabbed it quickly and helped herself to another penetration. I felt her pulsing and knew she was coming. I held back. Her orgasm continued for so long that I was afraid I was about to cum.

“Hurry, I can’t hold out much longer.”

That really frightened her. She literally jumped off my cock and I came as soon as the cool air replaced that hot pussy. Strings of semen squirted all the way up to the hair on my chest. She watched spasms of sperm splat on my chest and I watched her fascination with my cum.

“That was close,” I smiled.

Su-Li didn’t smile. She seemed to be in a trance as she climbed over me and plastered her naked body on my cum-soaked chest and stomach. She kept her pussy away from my still slightly hard cock and just rubbed her tits and stomach in the mess between us.

She pushed herself up my chest, dragging those beautiful breasts up until we were face to face. Without touching lips to lips, Su-Li stuck her tongue out and licked my lips then stuck her tongue into my mouth. She totally abandoned any sign of tentativeness.

“Was I okay?” Su-Li whispered in my ear.

I ran my hand from her shoulders down her back and cupped her soft ass cheeks. Her ass crack was soaked. I pulled the cheeks apart and rubbed her wet pussy.

“You were fantastic. You let yourself go and enjoyed fucking. Did you have an orgasm?”

I fingered her pussy with one hand and eased a finger from the other into her rectum. Her eyes got a little larger and she started to hunch the finger in her pussy.

“Shhhhhh… I am having another orgasm. Let me do it.”

I kept my hands and fingers where they were and she rubbed her titties on my still cum-slick chest. I could feel her orgasm on my fingers. Her pussy and her anus were pulsing. She kissed me hunching my fingers and humming in my mouth.

“I want to shower with you,” she suggested. “I want to shower and suck your dick.”

In the shower together, Su-Li got on her knees and sucked me off. I squirted a load in her mouth but she pulled off and accepted the rest in her face and on her chest. She stood and washed the cum off then got out of the shower and teased me by rubbing her tits with the towel. She bounced them and pinched the nipples.

“I have to go. My husband will be home before dark. I will restart birth control. I want you to be able to cum inside me. I want to please you. I want to fuck fuck fuck fuck. I want to be a slut.”

I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her tenderly.

I drove her back to her car and encouraged her to call soon. But, that next weekend would be my weekend to spend at home. She looked disappointed. That was not good. I did not need anyone complicating our happy – wide open marriage.

She did get birth control and we did fuck a few times. But, what she was holding back was that her husband was on orders for Korea. She would be leaving in just a few weeks.

Before that, Su-Li had gotten bold enough to meet my roommate. Rick was the new database guy after a previous one had to leave the area due to severe cedar allergy. Cedar Fever is one of very few criticisms of the San Antonio area.

Rick and I hit it off immediately. He was married to an oriental woman (Japanese, I think) and was just as much if not more of a pussy hound. We had a regular circuit of bars. Rick liked a place in East San Antonio. The place was in the Kirby district and infamous for drugs and prostitution. I tried to avoid the area but Rick loved it. I only went there when Rick was driving.

Anyway, Su-Li was finally comfortable enough with Rick to spend time with us and really let go when we were in my bedroom. She liked getting loud – being a bad girl. Rick was discreet. There was really little need, however. The whole crew had come to realize what pussy hounds we were – even the two wives that had accompanied their husbands – with forfeiture of some monetary benefits. I knew that they mentioned our immoral behavior to their husbands but Tim and Rodger just let it slide. And, the two wives tolerated us.