Mai’s Boyfriend’s Back! (Ch.3)

Posted on 2008-Apr-8 at 2:10 AM - Post Comment

Tags:  Interracial, College, Cuckold, Asian, Internal Mai’s fling with Tom is exposed; now Alec’s come overseas to stake his claim Mai sat silently in humiliation as Alec badgered her angrily from the other end of the phone: “So, who exactly is this Tom that you’re fucking these days?  I’m dying to know, because he must be damn good for you to continue to tell me you love me and miss me while you’re getting screwed by someone else.” 
 
She knew what she’d done was wrong, and that she deserved every bit of the situation she now found herself in.  Still, she seethed at the fact that someone had found them out and taken the trouble to call her boyfriend and rat her out.  Remembering the open flap on the cabana, all she could figure is that someone had seen her having sex with Tom at the beach.  She was convinced that Tom was too careful to tell anyone who could possibly let it get back to the States, and her roommates were certainly safe, having only been given hints anyway.  Though she had no proof, she had a strong suspicion that somehow Craig had found out and called Alec, being the only one in the group who really knew him. 
 
Alec was starting to cry as he implored Mai for details, hoping to rub the pain in further for both of them:  “How long have you known him? Is he good in bed?  Do you think about me at all when he’s taking off your underwear?  Answer me!” 
 
Mai was starting to cry herself, unable to answer his rapid fire inquiries, and wishing she could just disappear entirely.  She knew this was bound to happen, so why had she allowed it to?
 
Alec told her that he wasn’t going to tolerate “this bullshit”, and would be there in a couple of days.  He’d secretly kept this possibility in his mind ever since Mai left for Italy, but never really thought it would be necessary.  Now he was convinced that it was; he had to save his relationship.  Alec had always held the upper hand in their relationship, calling the shots and, in his mind, keeping Mai in line.  The way he saw it, she’d strayed because he hadn’t been there to keep an eye on her, leaving her open to predators.  He had plenty of money in the bank, and though last-minute overseas plane tickets wouldn’t be cheap, he could easily afford it. 
 
Alec told Mai that he loved her, and not to worry, he’d be able to catch a train from Milan to Portascala. He hung up before his shellshocked girlfriend had a chance to argue the point with him.  “I don’t know what time I’ll be there,” he said, “but I’ll leave a message from Milan before I get on the train.  Make sure you’re around Tuesday after your classes.  I love you– stay away from this Tom; he doesn’t love you like I do, and you know it.  I’ll be there soon.”  And with that, the line went dead.   Mai sobbed heavily as she hung up the phone, grieving her own bad choices.
 
Monday in class, Tom didn’t have to talk to Mai to know what happened.  First, he could see by looking at her that something was badly wrong: she didn’t have any makeup on, and her expression was ashen.  Christie would tell him after morning session that her boyfriend called her, accusing her of cheating, and was on his way to see her.  “Holy shit,” Tom said, “what did he say?” 
 
“That he knew she’d had sex with you,”  said Christie with a rueful smile. 
 
Something told Tom to stay away from Mai that day, and for her part, she disappeared quickly during every break, and got the hell out totally when classes were over in the evening.  Tuesday’s classes were in the morning only, and Tom noticed that Mai was at least dressed and made up like she usually was, though she was no less visibly despondent.  After class, he ran out of the building after Mai, who again departed as soon as she possibly could.
 
“Mai!” he called out as she briskly walked toward her apartment, about to turn the corner.  She stopped and turned around, giving him a sorrowful look as he jogged up to her.  “I heard you had a visitor on the way,” he said sympathetically, with just the hint of a smile. 
 
“He’ll be here in about a half-hour, I’m just going home for a few minutes before he gets here,” she said flatly, emotionally comatose after worrying about his arrival for the past day and a half. 
 
Tom asked if he was going to the train station to pick him up, and she said that Alec, resourceful as he was, had already looked up directions to her place, and she was instructed to just be there when he arrived.  As she recounted this to Tom, her eyes started well up with tears, and she brought her hands up to her face.  He pulled her against his body, and she instinctively buried her face and hands into his chest, allowing herself to sob into his dress shirt, saying, “I can’t believe I did this to him, and I can’t believe he’s coming here!”
 
“Let’s get you home and settled down a little bit.  It’s bad now, but it’ll be okay.”  They walked silently toward her apartment with his hand around her, tucked around her back just below her underarm.  Mai neither leaned into him nor tried to pull away, wrestling again with the knowledge that she’d be better off staying away from Tom from now on, yet she was undeniably attracted to him. 
 
As they got to the door to her building, she told him that it wasn’t a good idea for him to go upstairs with her, that Alec would be there really soon, and she didn’t need any more complications.
 
“You also need to loosen up a bit; I can see the muscles in your back knotted up.  Let me at least relax them a bit, or you’ll hurt like hell tomorrow.  It won’t take long; besides, you could use a glass of wine to chill yourself out, and I just happen to have a bottle with me,” said Tom with a smile. 
 
Even after all the trouble he’d caused her, she loved that he was still thinking about her, wanting to relax her, and somehow, almost magically, he always had what she needed.  In this case, she most certainly could use a good glass of wine. 
 
Following Mai into her apartment, he went to the kitchen to find the opener and a couple of glasses.  Noticing that she hadn’t followed him into the kitchen, he walked out with the two glasses of wine to find her sitting on her bed, hands in her lap, looking at the floor. 
 
Mai was wearing a low-cut summer dress, showing off the cleft between her smooth breasts as well as the inside of her cleavage and the end of her bra cups below.  She wore minimal low-heel sandals on her feet, showing off the pedicure she’d gotten on Sunday after her mid-day fling on the beach with Tom.  Her toes were painted a glossy dark red, and her feet were smooth as silk. 
 
As he sat down next to her on the edge of the bed, she took the glass of wine and asked no one in particular what she was going to do. 
 
“Relax”, is all Tom answered with, stretching one hand around her midsection under her breasts, and another behind her head to run his fingers through her hair.  The feeling of his hands on her body raised the goosebumps on her arms again.  Tom had laid his glass on the floor as he sat down, but Mai was left holding her glass, right up until the moment that she dropped it out of distraction.  It’s cup shattered against the wood floor, sending shards across the floor and under the bed.   
 
“Shit,” she said in an exasperated mutter, seeming like she might start crying all over again, at wits end from the emotional toll the last several days had taken on her.  Tom leaned into her ear and told her to forget it, that the floor would clean up just fine; right now she needed to concentrate on relaxing her body and taking a deep breath.  As she did so, she turned her head toward Tom’s and met his lips in a kiss. 
 
Her mind screamed at her, “stop this nonsense now; Alec’s train has probably already arrived in town and you can’t afford to be messing around with the one person who’d caused him to show up in the first place.  Pull away NOW!”
 
Her body wouldn’t allow her to pull away.  Tom was right: she did need to relax, and his lips on hers, their tongues massaging each other, and his hands on her body, were helping her to do just that.  He leaned her back onto the bed, leaving her legs and feet, still in sandals, hanging off the end.  Tom leaned over her from one side, kissing her neck, while she said lowly, “Oh my god, oh my god,” several times over, incredulous that she’d allow herself to give in at a time like this!
 
Bringing his hand up over her breast, he massaged the outside for several seconds before reaching his hand underneath her bra from the side.  As he lightly pinched her nipple beteween his second and third fingers, Mai drew a sharp breath and tensed her stomach.  He reached his tongue further into her mouth and she returned the favor as he swung a leg over her body, putting himself in position over her.
 
Already very aroused from just the short time he’d been kissing and caressing Mai, Tom reached down to grab the bottom of her dress, ready to pull it up and over her head.  As he got it to the bottom of her ass, resting against the end of the bed, she said, “what the hell are you doing?  Alec will be here in just a few minutes and…” 
 
“He can’t satisfy your needs like I can,” he said brazenly, flexing his chest muscles as he removed his shirt in a subconscious signal of male dominance and territory.  Tom lovered lowered himself over her, rubbing his hardness against the increasingly moist mound between her legs, whispering in her ear, “what’s done is over, and you can’t make Alec’s visit better by worrying yourself into knots right now.  Let me relax you.” 
 
Mai groaned lightly and pushed her pelvis forward against him.  She knew all the things she should do: gently push Tom off of her, clean the glass and wine off the floor, and send Tom on his way before Alec showed up outside her door.  Her escapism had the best of her, though, and her body wanted Tom more than she was willing to face the reality of her spurned boyfriend.  By not making a decision here, she was in fact making a dangerous one: letting Tom have his way with her when Alec could show up any minute.
 
 
 
At that moment, his train was pulling into the Portascala station.  Anxious to get to her place as quickly as possible, he was standing at the door, waiting for it to come to rest and the doors to open.  Standing at about 5′-8″ and 140 lbs., wearing tennis shoes, jeans, a Chargers t-shirt, and wire-frame glasses, Alec was the stereotypical American on a train full of Italian locals and a few European vacationers.  Armed with only a carry-on size duffelbag, he strode quickly through the small station, then paused to open his map as he exited the other side, facing across a small piazza to the 1600’s-era buildings of the upper portion of the city. 
 
Getting his bearings, he proceeded into the shadowed maze of the old city, but didn’t linger and gaze the way most newcomers did, taking in the beauty.  Alec was single-minded, thinking of nothing but the girlfriend he loved so much, the man he had never met that managed to drive a wedge between them, and how he was going to handle this.  Soon, he was back in the sunshine, passing across the Piazza della Rotonda, more confident of his ability to repair their bond as he neared her aparment.  As he identified the right street to continue on, he saw a flower shop and decided he could only help his case by showing up with something Mai always loved to get.  Alec looked through the window first, then walked hesitantly inside, nervous about doing business without even the slightest knowledge of the Italian language.
 
 

Tom again reached down to her thighs, gripping the bottom hem of her cotton dress, pulling it up to her hips.  Mai, breathing heavily, raised her hips off the mattress to allow him to slip the dress over her head.  Bringing her arms back down, she went straight for the buttons of his pants, ripping them open, and prompting Tom to quickly slip them off, grabbing his briefs along with them, freeing his erect penis to swing freely.  As he crouched down to give attention to her vagina, he slipped off his socks and shoes as well. 
 
Wearing only her sandals, grey cotton undies, and beige bra, she propped herself up on her elbows as her heartbeat made the skin of her chest jump.  Tom could feel the heat of her crotch from over a foot away.  He poked his tongue into the cotton material over her labia, tasting just a hint of sweetness from her juices.  Mai gasped at the contact and brought her legs around his back, digging the short heels of her shoes into the small of his back. 
 
Anxious to have access to her beautiful pussy, Tom clutched her panties at each hip, pulling them down as she raised her legs to let him remove them.  Tom dove into her warmth, running his tongue along the length of her slit, feeling the intense heat just inside her folds.
 
“We don’t have time for this,” Mai said.  “I want you inside me, he’ll be here any time!”  She didn’t even begin to consider the contradition in what she was saying; it was all she could do to acknowledge that Alec was on his way at all. 
 
 
Alec finally settled on a small arrangement of flowers, the names of which he didn’t recognize as they were rattled off in clipped Ligurian dialect.  As he re-emerged onto the street, he continued west, paying close attention to the addresses to gauge how far away he was from his girlfriend’s apartment.  There were no ‘blocks’ in the haphazard medieval layout of this seaside town, but from what he gathered, he was about five or ten minutes away. 
 
 
Mai watched his throbbing penis wag below him as he crawled up her body.  She looked up to meet his gaze as he pressed the fat head against her soft petals.  Still fairly dry on the outside, the first bit of pressure he applied only seemed to push her labia inward due to the friction of his penis on her skin.  Not wanting to hurt her but needing to get inside, he increased the pressure on her crotch, forcing her outer labia to finally give way, sending his head inside her.  Mai gave a pained grunt and opened her eyes wide.  As he exited her, then re-entered, he could tell that he was going to have a hard time getting his massive dick all the way inside her.  Mai winced as he poked her, forcing just a little more in at a time. 
 
“I’m going to need some lube for this; I’m stressed and we gotta hurry!  It’s in the drawer,” she gestured to the nightstand.  He crawled off to the side and went to get the bottle.  As he returned, she was captivated by his erection, never ceasing her amazement at how big he was, and how addicted she felt herself becoming to it. 
 
Tom stood at the end of the bed, pulling her sandals off her feet, then opened the bottle, squirting a generous helping of lubricant onto her pubic mound.  As she massaged the bulk of the liquid into her labia, he squirted another helping of lube onto his hand and slathered it over his cock, pulsing from the sensation. 
 
Yearning to have him inside her, Mai locked her heels around his thighs, pulling him forward onto the bed.  Tom once again placed the head at her hot entrance, and they both watched as his head disappeared into her slit.  Aided by the slick lubricant covering both of their genitals, he easily slid more and more of his length into her body. 
 
“Oh Jesus!”, Mai gasped as she felt her insides expand around the big slab of meat that was penetrating more of her with each thrust.  Tom, propping his upper body up with his hands, threw his head up, eyes closed, and let the unbelievable feeling of her superheated, tight snatch envelop him. 
 
Gripping his sides just below his chest, Mai pressed her hands into his body, helping her cope with the overwhelming sensation of his 9-1/2″ shaft impaling her delicate vagina.  Her sexual experience consisted of one penis, which was of average width and, as far as she gathered, average to below-average length.  She remembered how much it hurt the first time he entered her, and how she couldn’t imagine ever having anything bigger than that fit inside of her.  Now, for the third time, she was eagerly accepting a penis of nearly double that length and easily double the width. 
 
Her walls stretched to their fullest extent, and her labia stretched tight around his shaft, as he brought his pelvis closer and closer to hers with each thrust.  She wasn’t sure how she’d ever be satisfied by that first penis ever again, the owner of which was fast approaching where she was, flowers in tow, ready to convince her all over again that her future lay with him.
 
Clothed in only her bra, Mai tilted her hips upward to accept his full length as comfortably as possible.  With the next thrust, his pelvis finally clapped wetly as it made contact with her pubic mound.  “Ungh”, she grunted, feeling his entirety within her, every nerve ending on her body hypersensitive, her body succumbing to this strong man’s desires.  Tom held his penis inside her for a few seconds, savoring the feeling.
 
“Fuck me, c’mon,” she said softly, but urgently, hungry for an orgasm and mindful (however secondarily) about the impending arrival of Alec.  Not believing the words she just used, but highly turned on by them, Alec pulled almost all the way out of her, then sank back in with a single thrust.  Settling into a rhythm, Tom pumped his length into her over and over, driving her body into the mattress as she wrapped her legs up and over his back. 
 
“clap! clap! clap! clap!” rang through the room as their bodies, wet from sweat and excess lubricant, slapped against each other as he continued fucking her from on top.  His stomach and chest muscles stayed clenched and his ass flexed and unflexed with his long strokes.  Her soft feet curled in ecstasy, soft soles and crimson-painted toes pointing behind her, locked together at the ankles and bouncing off his ass.
 
“Ungh, ungh, ungh!” her moans rang out as he drove into her faster and faster.  Her pelvis rocked to the rhythm of his thrusts, their bodies working together like two gears of a single machine.  Answering the animal instinct to go as deeply as he possibly can into this asian sexpot, he grabbed her legs by the ankles and placed them against his shoulders.  Leaning forward, he pushed her knees back toward her chest, with her little feet to each side of his head.  She noticed the contrast of her smooth olive-toned legs against his muscular, slightly-tanned white chest as he pushed forward, forcing his length back into her. 
 
“Aaaagh!” she called out as he sunk his engorged penis all the way into her again, this time hitting her cervix with the end of it.  He was into her as far as he could ever go, bending her body back onto itself as he drove her downward into the bed once again.  Her submissive position heightened the excitement for them both. 
 
“You’re banging against my cervix!   Ohhhh!”,  she screamed as he shook her body with each pump. 
 
Were she able to really move on her own, she would be pumping her hips to match his thrusts, but in this position, she was simply along for the ride; helpless against the combination of his big dick inside her, the force behind his thrusts, and the bulk of his weight on top of her.  With anyone else, she might feel a bit threatened, but it only drove her closer to climax as she heard his balls smack against her ass, adding to the almost unbearable sensations. 
 
Her moans grew louder and more intense as he pumped her little body faster and faster. “C’mon, I’m gonna cum!  C’mon, I’m gonna cum!  Oh my god!  Unghhh!”  she cried, face scrunched into a grimace, holding on for dear life as she felt the tidal wave of her orgasm start in her toes and slowly envelop her body, setting her vagina on fire, rendering her unable to breath or speak.  Fireworks exploded in her head as he continued to piston in and out of her.  Her hands slapped the bed beside her. 
 
Seeing the sexy Mai in the throes of orgasm, knowing he’d done this to her, sent Tom to the edge of his own climax.  Gripping her waist on both sides, he thrust more insistently as he felt the cum rising in his balls. 
 
As Mai started to get her bearings again, she looked at Tom’s face, knowing that he was about go beyond the point of no return.  Not wanting him to shoot it inside of her again, she attempted to alert him to pull out, but the words didn’t make it out, her breathing was still too haphazard, and her mind still too fuzzy from the crashing orgasm she was just starting to come down from.  Her pussy was still convulsing around his fat prick, pulling it toward her cervix, encouraging nature to do it’s job by retaining it’s semen. 
 
“No!” was all she managed to get out of her mouth on the second attempt as she felt his penis get extremely rigid against her walls, grow slightly, then start to pulsate as Tom groaned deeply, continuing to grip her waist.  Mai tried to kick him with her feet to push him off of her, but had no leverage because of how tightly he had her pinned down.  “Fuck,” she said, in equal parts exasperation and arousal as she felt his hot load splash against her cervix just as she heard a strange noise elsewhere in the apartment.  Now pumping her with a new, slower rhythm, she felt his penis throb deep inside her as he emptied himself deep into her womb. 
 
Her moans slowly reduced in intensity and changed from pleasure to panic as she discovered what that noise was, exactly.  The door buzzer. 
 
Taking quick stock of her situation, she saw her knees and feet pressing against Tom’s spent body, breathing heavily above her.  He pushed each thigh aside, resting on top of her as her legs fell to each side of his.  She felt her vagina, full of both Tom’s massive penis and his massive load pooling at the end of her hot chamber.   She looked at her crotch, forced open by the base of his shaft. 
 
She also knew that the bedspread underneath them was soaking wet from juices, both natural and synthetic.  And she hadn’t forgotten about the broken glass and several ounces of red wine scattered across the bedroom floor. 
 
“BZZZZZZZZZZ” the buzzer rang again, a painful reminder that her boyfriend was outside waiting to be let in- completely oblivious to the fact that right then his girlfriend lay covered in sweat, spent from hot sex, big penis still inside of her, and injected with a huge load of semen, something she’d never let Alec do even one time in their year together.
 
“Oh shit! He’s here!” she said, pushing Tom off of her and reaching for her clothes, none of which were anywhere near arm’s reach.  I”‘ve got to get you of here and clean up!”
 
“Ok, relax, you’ll be just fine,” said Tom as he quickly slipped is pants and shirt on.
 
“Uh, no, it’s not fine!  It’s fucked up!  My boyfriend’s waiting downstairs, and in fact, anyone could open the door for him anytime, and I’ve got a mess, another man, and your sperm inside me!  I don’t have time to do anything about it! Fuck!”
 
“Alright, here’s what you’ll do”, said Tom as the door buzzer sounded for a third time.  “Tell him you’re in the middle of a shower, but to come on up.  I’ll get a towel and shove the wine and the glass under the bed, and you go get into the shower, just like you said.  That way you can clean up, cool off, and get the sex off of you.” 
 
She was amazed at his coolness under pressure, having already grabbed a towel and shoving the glass and liquid beneath her bed.  ”Good plan, but it starts with you getting the hell out of here!” said Mai, with the hint of a smile even amidst her panic. 
 
“You’re beautiful, best of luck, and I’ll see you tomorrow….hopefully,” said Tom as he kissed her on the cheek, and quickly walked out the door while he buttoned his shirt.  As he walked down the hallway, he heard her tell him to come in and that she was in the middle of her shower.  “Good girl,” he said under his breath, with a smile.
 
Not wanting to pass this infamous Alec in the hallway, or in the stairway, he went one floor up instead of down and waited.  Soon, he heard the footsteps, and looked below him to see a skinny boy with dark hair, toting a dufflebag and a bouquet of flowers, stop at her floor, and disappear down the hallway.  
 
“Poor bastard”, thought Tom as he started down the stairs again, listening as Alec knocked on the door to announce his arrival, then close it behind him. 
 
“Come in!”, yelled Mai from inside the shower, as she reached two fingers into her slightly swollen vagina to scoop as much of Tom’s semen out of her as possible.  She thought of the bedspread that she’d neglected to take off the bed, and wondered if the smell of sex lingered in the room like it somehow does.  Then she thought of how faithful Alec had been to her, and how she was clearly unable to do the same.  Sure, he’d been difficult and even unsupportive at times, but his devotion never waivered, as evidenced by his arrival today. 
 
Her eyes started to fill with tears as she contemplated this, and the reality of her unwavering attraction to Tom.  Alec was here to stake his claim, where Tom had staked his three times in the last week.  She feared that she’d never be satisfied again by Alec, and had no idea how to deal with that.  Not even Mai knew how little chance Alec had to get their relationship back the way it was.  What was done couldn’t be undone. 
 
Mai sobbed under the hot water as Alec approached the bathroom with a smile and beautiful fragrant flowers.  This was the last smile he would have for a long while.
 
 
to be continued…..  

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