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Stepping off the bus, I waited for the driver to open the baggage compartment. A young Asian woman approached me, flashing a smiling expression of recognition.

"You Sean boy, come Chicago; OK?" I nodded inquisitively, having expected my great aunt.

"Yeah, I'm Sean all right. Who are you?"

"Oh, I Sona, hired man wife; he in truck." Pronouncing truck with an f, she pointed at a vintage Chevy half-ton across the street. The driver tipped up the baggage door and I found my bags. Sona grasped both of them, grinning from ear to ear and headed for the truck.

"I can get that my self Sona, here let me...!"

"No, no my job she laughed, I do." She swung them easily into the back of the truck when we got there and then opened the door for me."

"Howdy boy, hop on in." I was looking at a typical redneck at the wheel, with a can of beer in one hand. He appeared to about forty, sort of good looking, sporting a brushcut over a friendly cherubic face.

"Shouldn't your wife get in first?" I asked politely.

"Nah, ya'll git in now " I did and Sona crowded in behind me, slamming the door. He turned on the engine and let out the clutch, jerking us down the road with a muffler-less roar. Ah's Paul he yelled, that's my Jap wife Sona. Got her in one of them there mail bride things. Them Japs got better attitudes you know, American womens got too much mouth. This one's A-OK, nice looking too, ain't she?"

"Very nice" I yelled, looking at her as she beamed us a flattered smile.

"I not Japanese," she cooed, "Husband like word Jap. I love husband. Jap is love word to he."

"She's a good fuck too; that's number one in a woman. Got a girlfriend back in Chicago?"

"Well no; no girlfriend," I answered, taken aback by his frank remark.

"I guess with loosing your parents and all, that was tough boy. Your auntie will look to your ass now." I nodded wondering what kind of a life I would have in the Deep South and way out in the sticks to boot.

"You nice boy looking, no girl friend, why?" Sona cooed, shaking her head sympathetically while stroking my forearm gently.

"Well with all that's happened and then I'm only sixteen."

"Sixteen, don't tell me you's still a virgin boy? Paul laughed."

"Well I..., I guess you can say that."

"You whack off then?' I blushed and stared at the highway. He roared with laugher. "Show him your tits Jappie." My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as she whipped up her tee shirt, her face beaming with pride.

"Look big titty," she said. "Big like white girl. Stand up good, no got bra." She shook her head for emphasis, then inhaling deeply expanded her chest and shook her body making them jiggle. She looked at me quizzically as if she was waiting for my approval.

"Go on feel her tits boy; go ahead, "Paul said. When I didn't react she grasped my hand and placed it on one tit, smiling cheerfully.

"Feel with finger," she pressed my hand into her flesh. "Firm good, you like?" She said as I squeezed it gingerly. Being speechless, I nodded as my cock began to respond. "Good boy," she smiled. "Feel other titty too." She moved my hand to her other tit and I dug my fingers into her supple flesh.

"Ain't them great tits boy? When I picked her from that there catalog, I made dang sure I got one with tits; that ain't normal over there, most's kind a flat. Gets me another beer Jap," he snapped, throwing the empty out the window. She picked one out of a box of the floor and pulled the tab handing it to him. I'd taken my fingers off her tit while she bent over, covering the bulge in my jeans.

He took a long swallow of the beer and turned off the highway onto a secondary dirt road. "Got a boner, ah boy? Show him your cunt Jappie." She pulled up her skirt, leaning against the door swinging one foot behind my neck and the other onto the dashboard. I gaped at her cunt, my cock straining my jeans. "You cain't touch that boy, there's something's 'bout a wife only a husband gits. "See there boy, she ain't wearing no panties. When you gets a woman some day, make sure she don't wears none. Let them know to be ready for fucking any time. Play with yourself Jap!"

I watched hypnotized as she began fingering her cunt, oohing and aahing. He finished his beer and heaved the empty out. "Git me 'nother beer son, on account she's kind of busy." I bent over and picked a can out of the box, opening it for him. Suddenly his hand was on my bulge. "Nice boner kid," He removed his hand, grasped the beer and slurped on it noisily. "Don't worry boy, I'm not one of them there Queers; though you's kind of good looking, girlie-like not a man yet sort of thing. Watch the Jap she'll be cumming right soon. She began to moan louder as her fingers worked her cunt. She shook with pleasure and then slowed, opening her eyes, smiling proudly.

"Thank you husband, for let Jappie feel good in cunt. I lick finger now." She proceeded to lick the pussy juice of her fingers with a deliberate and noisy relish, while watching my reaction.

"You see boy that's respect for a man. No white bitch would thank her man like that. Alright Jappie, give the boy some head, you've gone git a boner."

She was on her knees next to me and had my pants undone, exposing my stiff cock in a wink. "Oh, pretty cock, Sean." She pulled my foreskin back and licked the engorged head, before swallowing the entire rod. I blew my load in her mouth almost instantly, moaning louder that the muffler pipe.

"Do that again Jappie," Paul laughed, "them young pubs 'll cum all day. Make yourself comfy boy; feel her up, makes a man feel good fondling woman flesh. Right boy? But like I said, don't touch that there cunt; that just ain't right." I fondled her tits and belly as she worked on my cock, her head going up and down feverishly. She had the fingers of one hand at the base of my cock and the other fondling my balls. I felt her ass and her chubby thighs too, being careful not to go near the forbidden crotch. I came again and groaned my satisfaction out loud. She swallowed everything and sucked my knob while stroking the shaft as if she was drinking from a straw. She sat up with a triumphant expression on her face.

"Husband proud, Jap wife suck young Sean boy. Good?"

"Yeah Jappie, you did good."

"Thank you husband, Jappie give husband head now please?" She began sucking him after crawling over my lap, her knees against the door with her feet up in the air.

"Pull up her skirt and feels her ass, boy." I did as he said and groped her plump cheeks. "Now whup her good." I looked at him confused. "Git to it, a woman needs whupping." I slapped a cheek lightly. "Naw kid, whack her hard, it's good for her. Women wants that, it's natural. I slapped her harder and she reached under herself pulling her skirt up letting my semi hard cock touch her vagina. "Harder boy and keep doing till I cum. "

"But, but she pulled up her skirt my cock's touching her cunt."

"That alright boy, just slide over some and fix it between her thighs; she'll bounce you off. Now git whupping that ass!"

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