("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text Archive name: secrets.txt (MF, rp, intr, asian/blk, true) Authors name: Juana (address withheld by request) Story title : Secrets Are Forever -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Secrets Are Forever (MF, rp, intr, asian/blk, true) by Juana (address withheld by request) *** My martial arts instructor was at least 30 yrs my senior. He looked very young and handsome in the face...and had the physical strength of being 30 years younger. I had so much admiration from him. He was a traditional Korean Sabunim, and he taught us as a father teaches his children. I won many trophies in the state grand championships. I didn't realize how well known and respected he was until I would tell the judges who my instructor was. Things began to change after one evening... I have a White German father and a Black Cuban mother. My father was a military soldier, and always wanted for me to be able to protect myself. He introduced me to the world of martial arts. I won't say which kind or anything because this is a true story. I married and divorced at an early age. My father became even more protective after I left my abusive husband. He insisted that I get more involved in self defense. My martial arts instructor was at least 30 yrs my senior. He looked very young and handsome in the face...and had the physical strength of being 30 years younger. I had so much admiration from him. He was a traditional Korean Sabunim, and he taught us as a father teaches his children. I won many trophies in the state grand championships. I didn't realize how well known and respected he was until I would tell the judges who my instructor was. Things began to change after one evening... I was coming out of the dressing room with my duffle bag. All of the other students had left. Class was over and I was ready to head home. I heard his voice call me into his office. My heart was beating so fast as I walked into his office respectfully... "Yes sir?" I asked in a choking voice. "Come over to me" he spoke so coolly, moving his chair back a bit. I put down my bag and walked over to him. I stood directly in front of his chair, feeling a bit awkward. "How old are you Juana?" he asked, rising from his seat to stand right before me. Nervously I replied "25 sir..." He moved much closer to me, and placed his hands on my round hips. My heart began to race in confusion, as his hands travelled to my ass. I sucked in my breath, afraid to move a muscle. I stood stiff as a statue, not knowing what to do. I just stood there as his hands began to roam overtop of my jeans and upwards. "Have you been a good girl," he whispered into my neck. "Yes sir," I said quietly. My nipples stiffened inside my bra as his fingers found my breasts. His hands then grabbed my arms "Come with me" he said. I followed him as he opened the door to the smaller back office. I had never seen this room before, and I was surprised to find it. My heart was pounding as he closed the door behind us. Deep fear began to set in me as I backed away, until I was up against the wall. "Don't try to run away. You cannot escape me. I know you want to know what is like... I see the way you look at me... I can feel it in the way you feel. You desire me and you are curious" he said. I felt his words echoing through me as a drug. I knew that he was 100% right. I had fantasies about him before, but I always dismissed them. I thought they were nasty wrong thoughts, and I tried to ignore them in every possible way. This felt so wrong, I didn't know what to do... He moved closer until I could feel his breath against my skin as he commanded "Take off your pants now." My hands nervously undid the buttons to the camouflage pants. His fingers tugged at the rubber band that held my hair up in a ponytail. My hair fell softly around my shoulders as he tossed the rubber band to the floor. "Why do you wear clothes like this? Answer me," he asked. "Your such a pretty girl. You should wear feminine things to show your body." "I... I wear it because I don't want to bring attention to myself sir," I stammered. "Your taking too long, hurry up," he said as he grabbed my hands and moved them out of the way. He then undid my pants quickly and pulled them down. "Go on, step out of them," he demanded. I stepped out of the pants now standing there only in my tee-shirt and panties. His fingers rubbed over the crotch of my panties... I began to tremble as his fingers felt over my private sex. I couldn't believe he was touching me in such a way. I didn't know whether to feel excited or afraid. I felt so frightened and just stood there shaking against the wall. He pulled my panties down quickly. I watched as he then unzipped his pants and took them off. He pulled off his golf shirt, revealing his matured muscled chest. I couldn't believe I was seeing his bare chest. It looked very nice and healthy for a man his age. Asian men age so well! I couldn't keep my eyes off his chest and arms, and then I felt myself blushing and looked away. "Don't look away! Look at me," he ordered. I looked to see his hard, excited penis sticking straight out at me. He grabbed my trembling hand and placed it firmly over it. His mouth went over mine with soft kisses. His breath tasted minty and fresh, as his tongue went inside my mouth. We kissed and kissed as he guided my hand back and forth on his penis. He whispered while still kissing me, "I like you. I want you so much, I never had a black girl before, only with my wife and noone else. Oh my god, you're so pretty and so good. Your a good girl, so innocent, such smooth light skin." My hand was still on his erect penis as his hand lifted my tee-shirt and bra up, exposing my breasts. My body was quivering as he stared at my light brown nipples. "Amazing," he breathed as his fingers began to rub over them. "I always wondered what your nipples would be like," he whispered kissing them carefully, "They are big and round like childbirth." A chill went down my spine as he sucked on my left nipple, and his fingers firmly pinched and pulled at the other. I gasped, feeling my vagina tensing up. I felt so sexually aroused and could not help but to moan softly at the feeling he was giving to me. I felt my nipples stiffening even harder by the moment. He grabbed my hand at that moment and pulled me over to the small leather couch. He ordered me to lie back and spread my legs. My legs were trembling and I was still very nervous. "I said to spread your legs now," he said to me. I spread my legs a little bit, but not very much. His strong hands pried my legs apart as he lay on top of me. His hands held my arms down firmly on the couch. "There is fear in your eyes" he said "Are you afraid of this?" I nodded slowly, "Yes sir... but we shouldn't do this..." "Shhhh, this is between us. Do not tell anyone about this." I closed my eyes tight as his hard penis penetrated my tight wetness. I tried to catch my breath as it pushed inside me harder. "Its very tight" he whispered "You have been such a good girl Juana." I tried to hold in my sobs but it felt a mixture of pleasure and pain. He thrust and thrust, as his fingers dug into the flesh of my arms. I whimpered as he was all the way deep inside me. His hands went to my thick, curly hair and stroked it softly, as his thrusts became lighter and more gentle. He sniffed the soft strands of my hair, inhaling its strong scent of jasmine shampoo. Deeper and deeper he pushed and then faster. My heavy breasts were bobbing around wildly as our bodies shook together. I cried out as his penis began to swell inside me. His hand went over my mouth, covering my sobs. He grunted as his thrusts became aggressive and rough pushes. I felt myself orgasming strongly and my sobs became soft repeated moans. His hand slid away from my mouth and gripped my hips so tightly. He spurt deep inside me, and I felt it as he released his juices from his penis. My vagina began to quiver intensely as my honey began to pour from it. I lay there quivering in orgasming ecstasy and he held my body... kissing my breasts and neck. He sat up and stared down at me. I lay there unsure and feeling so awkward. He covered himself with a towel from a nearby cabinet and left the room shortly. I lie there confused, and feeling so strange. He came back into the room wet from shower water, and smelling strong of fresh soap. "Go and clean up. Hurry!" he ordered me. He handed me a towel from the cabinet and motioned for me to go to the shower. I showered and dried off with the towel. I stepped into the dressing room and pulled out some extra clothes from my locker. I went to his office and stood near the doorway. "Come here," he said. I walked into the room as he stood before me. "You must not tell anyone what happened. If you do, it will be trouble... do you understand? I am a respected man. If they know all of this, it will be problems. Okay?" he said to me. "Yes sir," I answered. His lips kissed my lips briefly as he said "My wife is the only woman I have ever been with. Besides her was my first wife. I am a faithful man and I don't want my wife to find out." I nodded quietly, "Yes... I understand." He slid a 100 dollar bill inside my pocket, and patted my ass like I was a child or something. I went into the hallway and sat down on the lounge chair, putting on my socks and shoes... Tears rolled down my cheeks softly. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 25