Every Wednesday after work Bill did his
laundry. There was a small Laundromat place near his apartment complex that he
frequented. He worked as a Computer Programmer and was able to make his own hours.
Due to this flexibility, he liked doing his laundry late at night when most people
were in bed. He liked people in general, but didn’t like waiting in lines for
anything. He worked late afternoon to early morning, leaving the late evening free.
Being a single horny man, he frequented strip joints. Most of his paycheck
was spent on beer and lap dances. He didn’t consider himself an ugly man and had
plenty of women who wanted to date him. But he didn’t like the relationship dance.
He didn’t enjoy the dating scene as much as he enjoyed just fucking women. He
was given by nature a large cock and one of his goals in life was to shove it into as many
women as possible. He had already fucked more than 100 women in his 32 years.
He wanted no ties, but yet craved the constant sex that some of his married buddies
enjoyed.

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As he sorted his laundry into piles of dark and light
colors, his eyes roamed the nearly empty room. There was maybe a handful of people
finishing their laundry. In a matter of minutes, Bill would have the whole place to
himself. He touched his left shirt pocket, making sure he remembered the joint.
He enjoyed smoking weed and watching his laundry go round and round in the
machines. He chose the two machines in the farthest corner. He had staked the
place out before. It was the only area that couldn’t easily be seen from the front,
which gave him some extra privacy. He absently rubbed his crotch, reflecting that it
had been a while since his last fuck. He went to the club last night, but the usual
girls didn’t turn him on. He had seen them gyrate and strut on stage so many other
times, that their bouncing tits didn’t even get him hard. Why waste good money on
flabby tits. He liked his women young and firm. Tits were very important to
him. He didn’t like women with melons. He liked women who had small and yet
firm chests. He also craved Asian women. They were so exotic with their
expressive eyes and dark complexions. He marveled how strong their small petite
bodies were. An Asian women was more apt to turn herself into a pretzel for her man
than another other nationality he had been with. He had dated an Asian women for a
while, and had contemplated marriage. She fucked him hard and well every night they
were together. She was so willing to spread her legs where ever and when ever he
wanted her to.

The best fuck of his life was with her. They had
gone to their favorite restaurant. She wore a small tight mini dress he had picked
out for her. Due to his suggestion, she wore nothing under the dress. Her firm
taught nipples pressed hard against the thin fabric. When she sat down next to him
in the booth, her fingers found her own pussy. As she masturbated with her
left hand, she examined the menu with her right. After the food arrived, she
occasionally took some of her meat from her plate and placed it between her pussy lips,
capturing some of her own sweet juices. Then she would place the pussy dipped morsel
in her mouth. She savored her taste like fine wine, before swallowing. This
turned Bill on and his cock pulsed with desire. He moved his hand between her legs,
and felt her wetness. He finger fucked her as he ate. He felt her moving from
the seat and under the table. As he ate she gave him head. She deep throated
his meat and sucked its tip. As she sucked she pulled it in and out of her mouth,
licking every inch. He was beyond himself with excitement, as he shot his load into
her face. She gracefully rose from her knees and claimed her spot next to him on the
seat. She had licked off most of Bill’s cum from her face and had delicately wiped
off the excess. She looked fresh, alive and delicate, like a porcelain child.
No one was aware of what she had just done.

In remembering that moment, Bill again absently rubbed
his cock. What was soft was now hard. He thought about some of the current
chicks he knew and wondered which one he should call. He had a black book of horny
chicks who eagerly came over and fucked him. He had long since broke up with his
porcelain doll when he caught her with someone else. It was okay if he fucked
around, but she was the girl he was thinking of marrying… Anyways, babes shouldn’t
fuck around. That was a privilege in society that only guys should have. Men
are better equipped to fuck around. A noise caught his attention, as he looked up.
He hastily put away the joint he had just been about to light. It was rare
that anyone came in this late. But there she was, a young Asian women. She
caught his eye, and walked over. She mentioned how happy she was that someone else
was doing laundry as late as she was. Immediately they hit it off. He
mentioned he was just about to partake in a joint and asked her to join him.
Together they sat on the bench, smoking and watching their laundry go round and
round. They each told their own personal story. He was surprised to learn she
was close to his age. She got it all the time, people thinking she was a teen.
She had a small childish complexion and the sweetest lips. Her frame was
narrow and petite. She had the perfect size tits. She was wearing a pair of
shorts and a simple t-shirt. She was a perfect porcelain doll.

As they smoked, she became more comfortable. She
kept looking at the bulge in Bill’s pants. Bill was not surprised by her
forwardness, as she moved her hand over his crotch. The subject of sex came up and
she discussed to some length how much she enjoyed giving head. To her it was a
compliment when a man came into her mouth. Bill stressed how flattered he would be
if she would give him head. She eagerly knelt in front of him, taking another toke
from the joint. She unzipped his pants and removed his hard cock. She
initially licked every inch of his cock, prior to inserting it into her mouth. She
then teasingly sucked on the tip, moving her tongue under the loose folds of skin.
Bill groaned with pleasure. She sucked so well, causing his cock to twitch. As she
sucked his cock, she massaged his balls with her hands. She continually sucked and
licked his shaft. She removed his cock from her mouth, as she started sucking on his
balls. Her hands pumped Bill’s cock like a piston, as she eagerly devoured his
balls. No women previously had ever sucked his balls. He was riveted to his
seat with pleasure. He held her head, pushing her closer to his cock. He held
her tight between his legs. He reached down into her t-shirt, stroking her taught
tits. His body tensed as the urge to cum spread down his legs. He twitched
with pleasure, shooting his cum into her face and down her throat. Eagerly she
swallowed, sucking on his tip looking for more. She licked her lips with pleasure as
she looked up into his eyes. He noticed for the first time a small tattoo on her
arm. The picture was of two lips and cock… a mark demonstrating her
abilities for giving head. He offered her the joint and again, she inhaled
deeply. Their laundry was almost done, as they again sat besides each other enjoying
the stillness. He took out his black book, tearing out the pages with the other
girl’s numbers. He wrote down her number, knowing instinctively he had found the
right girl…finally!

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