My Chinese name is Weiling but ever since I came to England I ask people to call me Ling. People can remember it easily and it saves time too. My parents were really against the idea of me coming to London to study, they thought it would be difficult for me to survive in another country, especially one as far away as England. But really they just wanted me keep an eye on me, so that I didn’t get into any trouble. Chinese parents really like to keep an eye on their children, and it doesn’t stop when they start university, with many students living at home, especially if they’re girls.
I came to London last summer, and I’ve been here almost a year. It took me a while to get used to the differences. The hardest part was the weather. I seriously thought I would quit after the first month. The first thing I did was find some Chinese restaurants – Chinatown has quite a few, but I started to eat English food, and it was really good. Especially the bread, cheese and roast dinner. But the thing I like the most about England are the men – and it’s really easy to meet them here, because they love women from China.
I laughed the first time I heard the phrase ‘yellow fever’ – I had no idea that men would be attracted to women for being Asian. But there are lots of Chinese women studying here, and my friends all told me that they started receiving a lot of attention when they first came here. I can go out to the café, or take the tube, and I only need to wait five minutes before someone comes up to me for whatever reason.
I have met men in clubs but I find it’s a lot of effort to go to all that trouble. This particular occasion happened one afternoon when I was out shopping in Regent Street. I went there to look at some of the dresses in TopShop. I like the styles they have, most of it changes all the time, but you can always find something good there. My figure is slim, and I can wear a UK small size. I’m nearly five foot 6, which is on the tall side for a lot of Asian women. I have good legs, and my bust is modest but firm. My breasts are definitely there, even if they aren’t as large as some English girls’. Naturally, my hair is black, but I like to colour it on occasion, and sometimes I have even been blonde.
I was looking around the store for a while without buying anything. The music was starting to bother me so I went to the Starbucks on Berkeley Square. I like to watch some of the rich people as they hurry out of their taxi and into one of the expensive member’s clubs. Sometimes English men dress really scruffily, I can’t tell if they’re homeless or actually millionaires.
I was waiting in the queue for my matcha latte and as I was about to pay this guy approached me and asked me if I would like to sit down and join him. I was feeling bored at the time so I told him I didn’t mind. And also since he looked so dreamy I really couldn’t miss the chance to get close to him. We talked a lot and when I finished my coffee he asked if I would like another. From his subtle (but expensive) clothes I could see that he could afford it, so I accepted his offer.
“Well, would you like to have dinner?” We had been talking for nearly two hours…
”Well thanks, “ I said. “Just a small something because I don’t like to eat late.”
We carried on getting to know each other over dinner – which was at a small Italian serving elaborate small plates of cicceti.
It was nearly 9, And I knew my housemates would be out somewhere, because we always went out on Thursday.
“Ok, I said. I don’t normally do this. I live by the UCL building. You can come now because there’s no one home. But you have to be gone by 12, ok?”
“I’m sure we can find something to do in that time.”
“Good.”
“He took his scarf off the table and wrapped it around his neck.
We soon arrived at my flat, and I managed to get him inside without anyone seeing us. He started kissing me as soon as we got inside, first gently and then more forcefully with his tongue pushing mine more firmly. I let him use his hands on me while I pulled him closer. We made out like this for some time before I pushed him gently away,.
“Just a second, we should move to the bedroom , but give me a minute, ok?”
I wanted him to wait whilst I changed into something very sexy. I keep a lot of red underwear to sleep in, it’s a difficult colour but I think it matches my skin tone very well, and most men who see me in it agree.
“Ling? Can I Come in now?”
“Come in and fuck me hard.”
I can talk dirty when I’m in the mood.
I got on to my bed and opened my legs for him.
“Come on, I’m already so wet.”
I pulled him on the bed and unbuttoned his shirt, took off his jeans and removed his boxer shorts. His cock was hardening, and I could see his balls tightening, they were so big he was going to have a lot of cum I could tell. I opened my legs as wide as I could and grabbed his hand and shoved it inside my underwear, so that he could feel my shaved vagina and then slowly work his fingers inside me.
“DO you like that? “
“I love it , come on baby, I’m getting so wet.”
HE removed my underwear whilst the top half was still on.
His face was staring directly at my pussy. It was as if he hadn’t seen one for a very long time.
“Are you going to stare at it or are you gonna eat it?”
He climbed on the bed and got his head right in between my legs. He was staring at it like he didn’t know what to do. Just put your tongue in and move it up and down. Then make a seal with your lips like you’re kissing someone.
He got closer and then gently pushed his tongue inside me so that I could feel his warmth breath on me and I started to get a tingling feeling, and I had to steady my legs to stop my knees buckling.
Keep going I told him. Do it to me harder. I got my hands around his neck so that he was though to go deeper inside with my tongue, as he brought me off with my first orgasm I let him free temporarily.
“ are you going to fuck me now?”
I pulled his cock up to my mouth and gave it some caressing strokes with my tongue, and used my hands on the warm skin underneath his balls to fluff them and keep them tight, I pulled my mouth away as his cock was starting to hit the back of my throat, his cock sprung upwards as it came out of my mouth. He moved downwards and easily put his dick into me, I was so wet that it met no resistance.
He was hitting me with energy but I wanted more powerful sex.
I let him take me from behind which allowed his entire cock to enter me, and I came several times like this.
I wanted to ride him next so I sat over him with my legs and let him thrust his way inside.
“Oh my god, I’m coming. “ He pulled out just in time and I took his cock in my hand. The semen shot out in warm jets, it covered my hands, slid dowm my fingers and I used my hand to stroke him until he was totally spent.
I asked him if I was his first Asian girl and he said yes. I was happy that I could have this honour and I look forward to being another guy’s Asian first!
