Sheeba My Neighbor Part II
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She was a perfectly ordinary Danish girl with an ordinary Danish name who was adopted, from Korea. She was 24 years old, lived a perfectly normal life, had a standard 2 room apartment in a boring Copenhagen suburb and she worked part-time in a local supermarket while she was studying pharmacology at the university.
Then one day (and she never knew where it came from), she began to play with the idea of changing her persona and her personality. Not for ever, just for a few hours at the time, to see if she would be able to do it.
That is how Dang Fu was created.
Dang Fu would be an exchange student, and her danish would be non-existing and her English would be lack-full and with a very thick accent. Dang Fu would be rather curious about European habits and rather naive. There was several Asian girls at her uni that she modeled her second persona after, meticulously copied the way they spoke and how they acted. How they dressed.
She did a few tests, took the bus to a large shopping mall and did some shopping only speaking her bad English, and she could do it!
Another time, a few weeks later, she went to a rather sleazy bar not too far from home, ordered a glass of (awful) white wine and let the few punters eat her with their blood-shot eyes. And a few hours later she had been back to being a normal Danish girl again, albeit one with Korean genes.
Then she decided to see if she could take it to the next level…
She had seen it a few weeks before, on a quiet side-street with small single family houses. A man and a woman, having a loud argument in front of a lorry that was being filled with furniture. The woman was moving out. The woman we know as Dang Fu had memorized the address, and had done some on-line research when she got home. Then she had make a Facebook-account as Dang Fu and had added the man as one of her first friends.
After a few messages she was led into the house by Finn. He explained that his English was not very good and said that he had relied on google translate.
“But...you can take photo..?”
“Eh…?” he said as he help her out of her coat. Then she dug her old digital camera out of a pocket and handed it to him.
“Rules are very, very strict in China….
He shook his head. She followed him to the kitchen. He got 2 cans of beers from the fridge. That was good, because she was very nervous and a bit of alcohol might calm her down a bit.
“I will need a sexy picture of me..”she said and drank a little,” it is very, very good beer, mister Finn”
He looked at the camera.
“How...sexy?” he asked after a few long seconds.
“I don´t know what is normal...But a danish girl from university say it is normal here. To have sexy pictures”
She was looking down and somehow managed to not laugh as he spat beer out over himself. There was no curtains in the kitchen, which she pointed out to him, as he turned the camera on. He nodded and gestured for her to follow him. She was now led to the bathroom that had a frosted window and cold lighting. He almost dropped the camera when he turned it on and the lens popped out. Yes, she was nervous too, but she was better at hiding it. And she also had one canister of maze in her front pocket of her brown cargo pants and a smaller one tucked into one of her tennis socks. Just in case things should evolve different from her plans. She could see that he was beginning to sweat a bit, that gave her a feeling of being on top of the situation, however strange that may sound.
“Are you sure that it will not be a problem, for you to take sexy picture of me?” she asked, looking briefly at him over her shoulder. He shook his head.
“Just..begin..”
“You mean, to take clothes off?”
He nodded again. The young woman pretending to be a Chinese called Dang Fu, made sure that she was standing in front of the mirror, when she began to lift her pink, print t-shirt upwards. Heard the camera click a few times as her back became exposed. She was a petite woman, no more than 155 centimeters, and very, very slim. Her long, jet black hair was parted down the middle. The t-shirt went over her head, but she kept it in front of her breasts.
“All danish woman have large tits...”
“No, not all...drop the shirt...”
She dropped the t-shirt in the sink. Her breasts were not large, but she knew they looked larger, because she was so small.
“Very good..touch them...”
She put her hands on her tits. Played a bit with the nipples. They were getting hard now. She turned towards him.
“Is this enough for sexy pictures?” she asked as innocent as possible.
Finn was silent for a few seconds, then he shook his head. She opened her eyes wide while uttering a soft “ohh”. She was acting, but he had no way of knowing that.
“I...I have to take everything off, mister Finn?”
He swallowed.
“Only if you want sexy pictures….You decide...”
He leaned forwards a little. She had time to become a tiny bit nervous, but he just wanted a close up of her nipples. He even reached out, put his warm hand on her breasts, but she was quick to slap it lightly and he withdrew again.
“You don´t have to take off...You can just...open...and go as far as you like...”
“Ohh...” she said again. There was a hint of a smile on her face. Then she leaned back against the sink.
“Don´t be shy...”
“But I am, mister Finn...”
She folded her arms under her breasts and shot her hips a tiny bit towards him. He hesitated for a few seconds.
“You are very beautiful...”
“I am..?”
Her hips came forwards a bit more.
“Very, very beautiful...”
She was smiling now. His face was still partly covered behind the camera. Then his free hand reached out.
“Can I still say stop?”
“Yes you can..”
His free hand was on the top edge of her pants. It took him a while to figure out that there was no buttons, just some Velcro and a zipper. She tried to hide her mouth with a hand as she giggled, as he began opening the Velcro.
“I think you can work as a...nude model...when you are not at university…
This was followed by another “ohh”. He pulled the zipper about half the way down. She was wearing ordinary white cotton briefs; had sacrificed sexiness for credibility. No Chinese student would waste money on lingerie. He opened the zipper all the way and helped making sure that her pants slipped down to an unshapely bundle around her ankles.
She realized that she could not reach any of her maze canisters, nor could she kick , should it be needed, yet she still felt safe.
“You can...make money like this...”
“Are you sure, mister Finn?”
“Yes...you are very beautiful...and very...natural...”
She was not shaven. She had done her research, it seemed that most Asian girls did not shave. It had to be a cultural thing. Besides, with her size and without make-up or pubic hair, she would look too young. He had his hand on her briefs now, a couple of fingers curled around the edge, ready to pull them down. The young woman that called her self Dang Fu said absolutely nothing.
“Maybe we can find out how much money...on the internet...”
His voice had begun to sound different. More hoarse. He pulled the briefs out, made sure that there was a few centimeters between the fabric and her skin. She knew that it was now she had her last chance to stop, if things should not progress too much.
“I think you can make good pocket money that way” he said, in his bad English and pulled the briefs down a little. Then he dropped to his knees in from of her and began to pull her briefs all the way down while taking pictures as fast as the cheap camera would let him. It had taken her about 2 months to obtain an authentic looking east-Asian looking bush. Had only trimmed the very worst off.
“Can you help me a little..?”
“Yes, Finn...”
She took tiny sideways steps and then sat down on the edge of the tub. Then she quickly took her (pink) sneakers off and slipped out of pants and briefs. The pink tennis-sock she kept on her feet.
She had her knees a little apart. Not much, but suddenly he had a hand on her thigh, high up, and he kept taking photo´s. He was sitting on his knees in front of her.
“But...if you want to make more money...”He said. Then his fingers was by her bush, and she was trying to decide how Dang Fu would tell him off. A fingertip ran along her opening. She was very turned on by now, had been for a long time.
“So...wet...”
The finger gently penetrated her pussy. This was not a part of her initial plan. That had been to see see if Dang Fu could fool one of the locals. And she could.
“I think you love this...job...”
She closed her hand around his wrist. His finger was deep inside her and it was a weird, crazy sensation, under these circumstances. She knew that she would have to stop NOW. Else it would be too late, and things would evolve even further. Spin out of control.
“You like this?”
She shook her head quickly, but who was she really fooling?
Her nipples were hard and protruding; you could hang your shirt on them, her pussy was treacherously wet and sitting still on the edge of the tub was not easy. He leaned forwards, in stead of just using the zoom.
“You know, you can make much money like this..”
“Are you sure, mister Finn..?” she asked and grabbed around his wrist. He moved the camera upwards. Her eyes were closed, but she could feel its closeness.
“Yes!”
Two of his fingers were inside her now. God, this was not what she had planed it!
There was no way she would let him fuck her, she just wanted to see how far she could go and still keep her cover. And perhaps get a few nudies as well.
“You will make all men...hard...”
“Noooo...” she moaned. He would make her come soon, if she was not very careful. But she was holding his wrist, controlling the speed. A real Chinese girl would probably know at least a little bit kung-fu. She climaxed.
She was pretty sure that he never knew.
“I...Will have to go soon,” she said when her breathing were back to normal,” my friend from uni will come to my place..to study...”
He looked very disappointed, but withdrew his hand and got to his feet.
“You know, you can make more money if you can...work with a man….”
“Ohh,” she said, still in her role. Her real self would have given him a sarcastic answer.
“But...not all woman, when there is a camera…
Then he put his hand around her neck. She felt for the maze tucked down her sock. Still there, she could get it out any second.
“Open my..jeans...”
“Just.. for picture?” she asked. He nodded violently. Her one hand were still on the tiny canister while she gently pulled his zipper down. She told herself that she would only pose with his his penis. After all, it was very unlikely that she would even have her photo taken, holding a stiff cock. Her hand went inside his jeans. He moaned softly. He was bone hard. She sighed and slid down on her knees in front of him.
“Ohh..” she said as she pulled it out into the hard, cold light.
“You like it..?”
“It..is very big and very hard, mister Finn.”
About average, from her not too great experience, but not bad. And, as hard as suck things were supposed to be. She held softly around the base of it, while a few more pictures were taken. He tightened his grip around her neck a little, pushing her head closer to his penis. The purple tip was touching the skin of her cheek now. Not exactly according to her plan. She looked up at him. The maze was out of her reach at the moment; she was holding the cock with her right hand and the canister was in her right sock.
“It is OK...not all women can...work in front of camera...”
It was not about being able to, it was about what she had in mind.
“Let of of my neck, mister Finn...”
She twisted her head and placed a soft, wet kiss on the side of his shaft. He moaned again as his jeans slid down around his ankles. A firm push now and he would not be able to regain his balance. She smiled very shy at the lens while she let the head touch the skin around her mouth. Kissed the very tip of it. She could do it, and he would only know her by her fake alias. He would be in for a ride, if he tried to google “ Dang Fu”.
“Is this normal work for a model?”
“I think so...”
She let her tongue lick under the head. He moaned louder, and moved a bit to one side, so that he could also take pictures through the soap-stained mirror over the sink. That was not bad thinking.
“If you want to make money like this, it is very, very normal...”
Her chosen persona was supposed to be new to anything western, especially the more decadent parts of it. Besides, how often would she end up like this, with a quality camera and an anonymous and hard penis?
She closed her lips around the head while looking towards the lens in the mirror. This was so wild and crazy. Only Dang Fu would do this!
She began to suck, but very quickly, no more than ten seconds or so, he pulled out, make a few rapid jerks and made sounds like a wounded a****l and splashed his sticky white cum all over her face. That was not exactly according to her plan, but she could live with it. He kept on taking pictures of the mess.
About ten minutes later, she left. The camera was in the front pocket of her pants; she could feel its presence with every step she took, She was almost home when she found the few bills he had somehow managed to put into her pocket.
Then one day (and she never knew where it came from), she began to play with the idea of changing her persona and her personality. Not for ever, just for a few hours at the time, to see if she would be able to do it.
That is how Dang Fu was created.
Dang Fu would be an exchange student, and her danish would be non-existing and her English would be lack-full and with a very thick accent. Dang Fu would be rather curious about European habits and rather naive. There was several Asian girls at her uni that she modeled her second persona after, meticulously copied the way they spoke and how they acted. How they dressed.
She did a few tests, took the bus to a large shopping mall and did some shopping only speaking her bad English, and she could do it!
Another time, a few weeks later, she went to a rather sleazy bar not too far from home, ordered a glass of (awful) white wine and let the few punters eat her with their blood-shot eyes. And a few hours later she had been back to being a normal Danish girl again, albeit one with Korean genes.
Then she decided to see if she could take it to the next level…
She had seen it a few weeks before, on a quiet side-street with small single family houses. A man and a woman, having a loud argument in front of a lorry that was being filled with furniture. The woman was moving out. The woman we know as Dang Fu had memorized the address, and had done some on-line research when she got home. Then she had make a Facebook-account as Dang Fu and had added the man as one of her first friends.
After a few messages she was led into the house by Finn. He explained that his English was not very good and said that he had relied on google translate.
“But...you can take photo..?”
“Eh…?” he said as he help her out of her coat. Then she dug her old digital camera out of a pocket and handed it to him.
“Rules are very, very strict in China….
He shook his head. She followed him to the kitchen. He got 2 cans of beers from the fridge. That was good, because she was very nervous and a bit of alcohol might calm her down a bit.
“I will need a sexy picture of me..”she said and drank a little,” it is very, very good beer, mister Finn”
He looked at the camera.
“How...sexy?” he asked after a few long seconds.
“I don´t know what is normal...But a danish girl from university say it is normal here. To have sexy pictures”
She was looking down and somehow managed to not laugh as he spat beer out over himself. There was no curtains in the kitchen, which she pointed out to him, as he turned the camera on. He nodded and gestured for her to follow him. She was now led to the bathroom that had a frosted window and cold lighting. He almost dropped the camera when he turned it on and the lens popped out. Yes, she was nervous too, but she was better at hiding it. And she also had one canister of maze in her front pocket of her brown cargo pants and a smaller one tucked into one of her tennis socks. Just in case things should evolve different from her plans. She could see that he was beginning to sweat a bit, that gave her a feeling of being on top of the situation, however strange that may sound.
“Are you sure that it will not be a problem, for you to take sexy picture of me?” she asked, looking briefly at him over her shoulder. He shook his head.
“Just..begin..”
“You mean, to take clothes off?”
He nodded again. The young woman pretending to be a Chinese called Dang Fu, made sure that she was standing in front of the mirror, when she began to lift her pink, print t-shirt upwards. Heard the camera click a few times as her back became exposed. She was a petite woman, no more than 155 centimeters, and very, very slim. Her long, jet black hair was parted down the middle. The t-shirt went over her head, but she kept it in front of her breasts.
“All danish woman have large tits...”
“No, not all...drop the shirt...”
She dropped the t-shirt in the sink. Her breasts were not large, but she knew they looked larger, because she was so small.
“Very good..touch them...”
She put her hands on her tits. Played a bit with the nipples. They were getting hard now. She turned towards him.
“Is this enough for sexy pictures?” she asked as innocent as possible.
Finn was silent for a few seconds, then he shook his head. She opened her eyes wide while uttering a soft “ohh”. She was acting, but he had no way of knowing that.
“I...I have to take everything off, mister Finn?”
He swallowed.
“Only if you want sexy pictures….You decide...”
He leaned forwards a little. She had time to become a tiny bit nervous, but he just wanted a close up of her nipples. He even reached out, put his warm hand on her breasts, but she was quick to slap it lightly and he withdrew again.
“You don´t have to take off...You can just...open...and go as far as you like...”
“Ohh...” she said again. There was a hint of a smile on her face. Then she leaned back against the sink.
“Don´t be shy...”
“But I am, mister Finn...”
She folded her arms under her breasts and shot her hips a tiny bit towards him. He hesitated for a few seconds.
“You are very beautiful...”
“I am..?”
Her hips came forwards a bit more.
“Very, very beautiful...”
She was smiling now. His face was still partly covered behind the camera. Then his free hand reached out.
“Can I still say stop?”
“Yes you can..”
His free hand was on the top edge of her pants. It took him a while to figure out that there was no buttons, just some Velcro and a zipper. She tried to hide her mouth with a hand as she giggled, as he began opening the Velcro.
“I think you can work as a...nude model...when you are not at university…
This was followed by another “ohh”. He pulled the zipper about half the way down. She was wearing ordinary white cotton briefs; had sacrificed sexiness for credibility. No Chinese student would waste money on lingerie. He opened the zipper all the way and helped making sure that her pants slipped down to an unshapely bundle around her ankles.
She realized that she could not reach any of her maze canisters, nor could she kick , should it be needed, yet she still felt safe.
“You can...make money like this...”
“Are you sure, mister Finn?”
“Yes...you are very beautiful...and very...natural...”
She was not shaven. She had done her research, it seemed that most Asian girls did not shave. It had to be a cultural thing. Besides, with her size and without make-up or pubic hair, she would look too young. He had his hand on her briefs now, a couple of fingers curled around the edge, ready to pull them down. The young woman that called her self Dang Fu said absolutely nothing.
“Maybe we can find out how much money...on the internet...”
His voice had begun to sound different. More hoarse. He pulled the briefs out, made sure that there was a few centimeters between the fabric and her skin. She knew that it was now she had her last chance to stop, if things should not progress too much.
“I think you can make good pocket money that way” he said, in his bad English and pulled the briefs down a little. Then he dropped to his knees in from of her and began to pull her briefs all the way down while taking pictures as fast as the cheap camera would let him. It had taken her about 2 months to obtain an authentic looking east-Asian looking bush. Had only trimmed the very worst off.
“Can you help me a little..?”
“Yes, Finn...”
She took tiny sideways steps and then sat down on the edge of the tub. Then she quickly took her (pink) sneakers off and slipped out of pants and briefs. The pink tennis-sock she kept on her feet.
She had her knees a little apart. Not much, but suddenly he had a hand on her thigh, high up, and he kept taking photo´s. He was sitting on his knees in front of her.
“But...if you want to make more money...”He said. Then his fingers was by her bush, and she was trying to decide how Dang Fu would tell him off. A fingertip ran along her opening. She was very turned on by now, had been for a long time.
“So...wet...”
The finger gently penetrated her pussy. This was not a part of her initial plan. That had been to see see if Dang Fu could fool one of the locals. And she could.
“I think you love this...job...”
She closed her hand around his wrist. His finger was deep inside her and it was a weird, crazy sensation, under these circumstances. She knew that she would have to stop NOW. Else it would be too late, and things would evolve even further. Spin out of control.
“You like this?”
She shook her head quickly, but who was she really fooling?
Her nipples were hard and protruding; you could hang your shirt on them, her pussy was treacherously wet and sitting still on the edge of the tub was not easy. He leaned forwards, in stead of just using the zoom.
“You know, you can make much money like this..”
“Are you sure, mister Finn..?” she asked and grabbed around his wrist. He moved the camera upwards. Her eyes were closed, but she could feel its closeness.
“Yes!”
Two of his fingers were inside her now. God, this was not what she had planed it!
There was no way she would let him fuck her, she just wanted to see how far she could go and still keep her cover. And perhaps get a few nudies as well.
“You will make all men...hard...”
“Noooo...” she moaned. He would make her come soon, if she was not very careful. But she was holding his wrist, controlling the speed. A real Chinese girl would probably know at least a little bit kung-fu. She climaxed.
She was pretty sure that he never knew.
“I...Will have to go soon,” she said when her breathing were back to normal,” my friend from uni will come to my place..to study...”
He looked very disappointed, but withdrew his hand and got to his feet.
“You know, you can make more money if you can...work with a man….”
“Ohh,” she said, still in her role. Her real self would have given him a sarcastic answer.
“But...not all woman, when there is a camera…
Then he put his hand around her neck. She felt for the maze tucked down her sock. Still there, she could get it out any second.
“Open my..jeans...”
“Just.. for picture?” she asked. He nodded violently. Her one hand were still on the tiny canister while she gently pulled his zipper down. She told herself that she would only pose with his his penis. After all, it was very unlikely that she would even have her photo taken, holding a stiff cock. Her hand went inside his jeans. He moaned softly. He was bone hard. She sighed and slid down on her knees in front of him.
“Ohh..” she said as she pulled it out into the hard, cold light.
“You like it..?”
“It..is very big and very hard, mister Finn.”
About average, from her not too great experience, but not bad. And, as hard as suck things were supposed to be. She held softly around the base of it, while a few more pictures were taken. He tightened his grip around her neck a little, pushing her head closer to his penis. The purple tip was touching the skin of her cheek now. Not exactly according to her plan. She looked up at him. The maze was out of her reach at the moment; she was holding the cock with her right hand and the canister was in her right sock.
“It is OK...not all women can...work in front of camera...”
It was not about being able to, it was about what she had in mind.
“Let of of my neck, mister Finn...”
She twisted her head and placed a soft, wet kiss on the side of his shaft. He moaned again as his jeans slid down around his ankles. A firm push now and he would not be able to regain his balance. She smiled very shy at the lens while she let the head touch the skin around her mouth. Kissed the very tip of it. She could do it, and he would only know her by her fake alias. He would be in for a ride, if he tried to google “ Dang Fu”.
“Is this normal work for a model?”
“I think so...”
She let her tongue lick under the head. He moaned louder, and moved a bit to one side, so that he could also take pictures through the soap-stained mirror over the sink. That was not bad thinking.
“If you want to make money like this, it is very, very normal...”
Her chosen persona was supposed to be new to anything western, especially the more decadent parts of it. Besides, how often would she end up like this, with a quality camera and an anonymous and hard penis?
She closed her lips around the head while looking towards the lens in the mirror. This was so wild and crazy. Only Dang Fu would do this!
She began to suck, but very quickly, no more than ten seconds or so, he pulled out, make a few rapid jerks and made sounds like a wounded a****l and splashed his sticky white cum all over her face. That was not exactly according to her plan, but she could live with it. He kept on taking pictures of the mess.
About ten minutes later, she left. The camera was in the front pocket of her pants; she could feel its presence with every step she took, She was almost home when she found the few bills he had somehow managed to put into her pocket.
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