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Subject: {ASSM} Uncle Alan's Oriental Hand Maiden! (M/f Mast Voy Exhib)
Date: Thu,  6 Dec 2001 00:10:03 -0500
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The writer is a student of English in Australia and not a native
English speaker.  Her attempts at writing erotica are purely and
simply for her own amusement and for her practical experience in
writing.  The stories are copyright and may not be reproduced in
any manner without permission, which is usually freely given,
from the author whose e-mail address appears below the story. 
Other stories by Sutini Wijaya can be sourced from the ASSM
search engine by entering my e-mail address rather than my name.

Uncle Alan's Oriental Hand Maiden!     (  M/f Mast Voy Exhib  )

by Sutini Wijaya

We were talking about experiences with guys as we were having a
coffee in the mall.  Experiences that would be interesting for
someone to read about on the Internet.

"There was something that happened to me but I can't write  very
well", said Fei Liang.

"How could you have an experience?"  I asked her, "you are still
a virgin, aren't you?" 

"You can still be a virgin and have a sexy experience...surely
you know that!"  she said.

We were talking about the fact that we both enjoyed reading
erotic stories both on the Internet and in magazines and
wondering how many of them were true and how many of them were
products of someone's fantasy.  But, we both agreed, fantasy or
fact it was fun to read them.  And quite a turn-on as well.

"Of course virginity doesn't mean that you never have a sexy
experience," I agreed, "but I would have thought that girls who
have a wide selection of sexual partners are more likely to have
a wide selection of sexual experiences." I said.  

"Exactly!"  She said.

"So, what's your sexy experience?"

She smiled.  "You remember when I was staying at the Anderson's
place before you and I got the apartment?"

"Yes -- of course I remember them."  Fei Liang had been boarding
with this family from when she first arrived here as a student
and was with them for some years.  They were lovely couple and
doted on her.  In fact they still keep in touch now. She always
calls them her "second family" and they would do anything for
her.  They were very disappointed when she left them to set up an
apartment with me but at the same time they realized it was time
for her to spread her wings and be a bit more independent. 
Because she has been in this country for almost 6 years, slightly
longer than I have been, her English is perfect and almost
accentless.  In fact both of us prefer to speak English these
days rather than our own language.

"Are you trying to tell me you had an affair with him...with Mr.
Anderson?" I asked with amazement.

"Don't be ridiculous!  Of course not."  She almost choked!

"Well, tell me what you talking about," I insisted.  "If it's
really sexy, I will try to write it up and post it with our names
changed on to ASSM newsgroup".

She thought about this for awhile and then said, "That could be
fun, as long as no one knows who I am from the story."

"Well you tell me the story, I will write it up and then you can
read it and say whether or not you want me to post it.  Is that
okay?"

She has agreed.  This is Fei Liang's story.

About ayear before she moved out from the Anderson's house an
interesting event took place in her life.  It is not as though
Fei Liang had never had a boyfriend, or been intimate with a boy.
 Not at all!  She had had a few boys kiss her and then one guy
who she became "in love" with and they were an item for about six
months. They drifted apart when she realised that she was not
really in love at all and not before her virginity had been
threatened a few times but not taken. 

Jack Anderson's uncle and aunt came from the outback and stayed
for about two months. Auntie Margaret , who was in her late '50s,
needed a hip replacement which could not be done in the country
town they lived in.  Uncle Alan was about 62 years old and had a
charming, yet wicked, sense of humor and was the sort of person
that everyone liked.

Auntie Margaret's operation did not go to quite as well as had
been expected and consequently her hospitalization was longer
than had been anticipated.

It was Christmas holidays and Fei Liang was at home most of the
time when she wasn't hanging out with me or other friends.  Each
morning she would wait until her host family had gone to work
before she had a shower.  She would  take her dressing gown into
the bathroom, lock the door, and then shower.  Afterwards she
would put on the dressing gown with only a pair of pants on
underneath.  Then she would make two cups of coffee or tea and
take one into uncle Alan who would be reading the morning
newspaper in bed.

"Here is your coffee, uncle Alan."  She said, "what's news
today?" 

Uncle Alan smiled at her.  "I like the way you're interested in
the news and current affairs.  That's so good to see.  These days
young people don't seem to take any interest in what's happening
in the world around them."

He then gave her brief synopsis of the main stories in the
morning paper.  Some mornings if the story was interesting or was
relevant to something she wanted to know about she would sit down
on the edge of the bed and discuss it with him having brought her
coffee in too.  Then this routine changed slightly.  Rather than
occasionally taking coffee together it became a regular
arrangement.  He would read the paper before she got there and
would give her the latest news and his opinion and then asked
hers.

Nothing more than that.

Nothing more than that until one morning after the local fashion
shows were featured in the women's section.  He asked her what
she thought of the various modern fashions the models were
showcasing.  One of the models was wearing a top which was
clearly transparent and through which her breasts were clearly
visible.

Uncle Alan asked her, "Would you be embarrassed if people could
see you like that?

"Probably."  She replied,  "but models get used to it I think. 
Once they have shown themselves in public a few times they
probably don't think anything of it."

"So what you are saying is that embarrassment through exposure is
a temporary thing and something you can get used to?"

"I suppose so."

He asked her, "Any personal experience in that area?"  Hesmiled.

"Some" she blushed.

"Are you game to tell me about it?"

She thought that because he was a man who was over 60 there was
not much chance he would be very sexually active either in his
mind or in his body so she decided "why not?".

"I'm game!  I had a boyfriend for a while and he saw some parts
of my body and it was only embarrassing the first time and then
after that it was not embarrassing at all."

Uncle Alan smiled.  "A very mature answer!  Well done... and
honest too".

Encouraged, she went on, "In fact, if you want me to be honest
with you, not only was it not embarrassing but it was quite nice
to have a guy admire me.  Even sexy!"

"Sexy?" He inquired.

"Yes.  Well it was for me."

"Why do you find it sexy if a guy looks at your body?"

Fei Liang said, "Not just any guy!  It was that guy.  He is the
only one who has seen my...er... boobs."

"And... do you think you would be shy if some other guy saw your
'boobs'?"

"Only the first time.  After that... why would I be shy?  This
nothing more to see, is there?"

Uncle Alan thought about that for a while.  He looked puzzled and
uncomfortable.  He didn't say anything for some time so Fei Liang
asked him, "Why?  What's the problem?"

"Honey, you are such a sweet girl and I am, what... 40 years
older than you?... and yet I find you terribly attractive, indeed
beautiful.  Does that surprise you?  But don't get the wrong
idea, I am not trying to get into your knickers! Not at all!"

Fei Liang replied, with a big smile, "I think you are very sweet.
 And I don't feel the slightest bit threatened by you.  So you
can relax."

Uncle Alan went on, "But don't think that because I am over 60 I
have no sex drive.  Internally and personally I don't feel that I
am that age.  I still get a huge thrill when I see a beautiful
young girl... like you.  And it is sad to think that my
philandering days are over not because my body could not react,
and does not react, but because younger people make the incorrect
assumption that because a man, or indeed a woman, is older than
them it therefore stands to reason that that old person is no
longer has no lustful thoughts about sex.  So there's something I
would like to tell you that I am really very nervous about."

Fei Liang said, "that is so interesting, uncle Alan.  I never
thought that older people would think like that.  So, what is it
you want to tell me... I am dying to know!"

"I will probably kill myself for telling you if everything
changes as far as our morning chat sessions go.  If I offend you
I will never forgive myself for having a big mouth!"

"Tell me!  I must know what you're talking about!  I promise you
I will not mind what you say and I will not change anything.  I
promise!"

"I wonder", he mused.

"Go on!  I want to know! And I promise that nothing will change"

"Okay I will tell you but I bet it does change everything."  He
said with a serious and forlorn look on his face.

Fei Liang leaned forward to catch his words as he spoke softly
and said, "You said that only one man had ever seen your breasts
and that this was not embarrassing for you because once he has
seen you then there is no problem.  Right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"...And I told you that I get great pleasure, frustrated
pleasure, if I see a beautiful young girl, right?"  

Fei Liang agreed.  He went on, "well, you beautiful girl, I want
you to do something for me.  Keeping your body perfectly still,
swing your head around  to the mirror over there and tell me what
you can see.  
Fei Liang was amused at first at his request.  Not moving her
torso, she turned her head and looked in the mirror.  The front
of her gown was hanging open completly displaying her right
breast.
Uncle Alan said, "I have been able to see your right breast every
day that you have come in here to chat. Your gown gapes I open
all the time and exposes your right side. And that is why I never
read the paper to you because I don't want to miss one second of
being able to look at your beautiful young breast even if not
looking directly at it, it was enough to just be aware I can see
it if I dropped my eyes."

Fei Liang was in a quandary.  She swung her head back to face
him.

Uncle Alan said, "I expect that's the end of my beautiful sight
every morning.  But remember what you said, this nothing to be
embarrassed about once you have been exposed."

He was smiling and she smiled back.  But she did not move.

"Have you and the seen my left breast?  I mean, should I be shy
about my left one?"  She laughed.

He smiled, "I certainly know your right breast perfectly.  I know
every little mole and freckle on it.  But I must be honest with
you as you are taking this so well, I have seen your left breast
only once or twice so I cannot tell you much about it.

They both laughed and Fei Liang had an impetuous idea.

"I think it is probably time for you to meet my left one
formally."  And so saying that she opened her gown  and was bare
to the waist.  

Uncle Alan stared at her breasts muttering, "beautiful... bloody
beautiful.  What a spectacular body you have!"

Fei Liang was more than slightly aroused by this admiration of
her body.  Both nipples became erect and he obviously enjoyed it
immensely.  She was thankful that there was no one else in the
house to witness this blatant display of exhibitionism.  She felt
a little bit sinful but she she also said she felt safe with her
newfound pleasure as he gazed at her body.

Each morning after that she would put on her pants and carry her
dressing gown over her arm, and sit on his bed and let him look
at her without hindrance.  But with a jolt he brought her back to
earth one-day making her realize how provocative her behavior was
with him when he confided that after she left each morning his
erection could only be satisfied if he had a wank.

"You wank it?  You mean masturbate?"

He told her he did and he apologized if this revelation had upset
her.  She told him that she was not upset but that she was
astonished.  She looked at the sheet that covered him and asked,
"Do you have an erection now?"

"Yes" he said, "I do.  I usually have one from before you even
get in the room... in anticipation.  And my anticipation is
always rewarded when you come walk in wearing just a skimpy pair
of panties.  Sometimes I think it will burst... it is so hard."

"Uncle Alan, would you be shy to show me?"

He replied, "Have been you ever seen a man before?"

Fei Liang told him, "You know how I told you my boyfriend had
seen my breasts?  Well he used to make himself come, you know
using his hands, while he looked at me so I know what you're
talking about and I have seen that done that before."

Uncle Alan then asked her, "are you sure you want to see me? 
Just want to look at me?  Or do you want to see me do that too
while I look at you?"

Fei Liang flushed with confusion because he had read her mind,
"Both..." she whispered.

Uncle Alan pulled back the sheet and Fei Liang gasped at the size
of it. Gobsmacked! Never in her wildest dreams had she believed
that a man over 60 would have such a huge 'weapon'.  It was clear
that she could put both hands around it and still it would be
poking out the top of her fist.  Her boyfriend, the only one she
had seen before, was not in the contest.  At the time she had
thought it was pretty big and wondered how how on earth it could
fit it into her body if she was having sex, but this one, uncle
Alan's, was mind boggling in its immensity.

"My God!  She exclaimed, "it is so much bigger than my
boyfriend's.  I feel sorry for poor Auntie Margaret!"  She
giggled.

He winked at her, "She loves it!"

As Fei Liang watched him he masturbated himself for herand as
well as being turned on and excited at the sexiness of the
moment, she was also amazed at the sensuality of the man, a man
she would have thought was far beyond being interested in a
sexual liaison such as this with a girl her age.

In the next two weeks their relationship further blossomed to a
point where she would be sitting cross legged on his bed in front
of him as he pummeled himself to orgasm every morning.  But
something else had also changed.  Whereas it started when she had
removed her gown... now she had removed her pants too and felt no
embarrassment or shyness as he gazed at her breasts and her now
opened vaginal lips, glistening with the excitement of the
moment.  He pleaded with her every day to masturbate herself with
him but she declined until the final day before Auntie Margaret
came out of hospital and their relationship was about to
conclude.  On that final morning she shyly opened her lips wider
and gently ran her forefinger in a circular motion around her
clitoris, wetting it from time to time with her natural lubricant
which she sought from below and that was clearly visible to uncle
Alan.  She tried not to be very vocal when her orgasm was at its
climax but her gasping and whimpering let him know she was coming
at which time, quite cleverly, he ejaculated for her to see for
the last time.

Both naked, for the first time in this strange relationship, they
threw their arms around each other and knowing that this was the
last time they would be in this situation together, they hugged
each other and both cried.

Uncle Alan and Auntie Margaret returned home after some
recuperation and not long after that Fei Liang moved out of that
house and into our apartment.  She has never seen Uncle Alan
again and still remembers her encounter with him with a mixture
of warmth, affection and a sense of sexual excitement, and is
able to remember every detail.  She told me that her memory of
this experience every time she masturbates is the engine for her
arousal.



As I said before, I have changed everyone's name in this story
but the basic story is true.  Feel free to e-mail me if you wish
at: smiling19w@netscape.net


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