Chapter 3 Ming-tsu
One night, about a year and a half after becoming a Scorpion, Li was
drinking with two of his underlings at a night club in the waterfront district.
Li was well into his second drink and talking to his companions, when he felt
the warmth of a thigh pressing against his own. And he looked up to see the
most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Raven hair, flashing eyes,
prominent cheekbones, ruby lips, perfect, smiling white teeth. She was about
his own age and wore a Venetian-red cheongsam that was at least a size too
small. The skirt was slit up almost to her hips, revealing flashes of sleek
golden thighs. The top had a bodice lined with ten black buttons, but only the
bottom four were fastened. The nipples of her pouting breasts were clearly
defined, pushing boldly, as they did, against the thin silken fabric. The open
buttons displayed the dark valley between her close-set breasts, and the fine
silver chain that nestled comfortably against their upper curves. Li had
difficulty removing his eyes from these charms, as the young woman began to
speak.
"So you are Li Chang, the new neighborhood VIP? Good, the last one was too
fat! But you, you look like you might actually be worthy of the name Scorpion!
I am Ming-tsu" The dark-haired beauty lifted her slender wrist in a graceful
arc indicting their surroundings. "Welcome to my club." Ming-tsu gave him a
dazzling smile as she continued, "I have some business I'd like to discuss with
you, Li Chang, if you can bear to spend a few minutes away from your cronies."
And with a toss of her pretty head, she beckoned him to follow her
hip-twitching figure through a series of doors, until at last he found himself
beside her in a darkened room. She lit several candles that revealed a
bedchamber filled with beautiful tapestries, silks, and porcelains. An
enigmatic rich incense battled for supremacy with the fragrance of orange
blossoms that enveloped her.
She moved her body closer to his, until the proud turrets of her breasts
burrowed into his chest. "I was wondering, Mr. Li Chang, if I couldn't find
another way to secure "protection" from the Scorpions? Money is such an
impersonal way of conducting business." She pressed her lips, tasting of tangy
clove, to his, and thrust her hot moist tongue deep into his mouth and ground
her body against him. Her nipples were fleshy daggers, shamelessly pressing
into his chest.
Li Chang had sought pleasure in the brothels of Shanghai on rare occasions
in the past, but he remained relatively inexperienced. He returned her kiss
with manly enthusiasm for a moment, then pulled her lips from his, and pushed
her ever so slightly away, so that he might let his hungry eyes drink in the
shapely contours of her body. "I think we can come to an accommodation,
Ming-tsu," he said as he moved closer to her again, letting one hand cup a
nicely rounded buttock. "Money is not the only commodity of value."
Ming-tsu pulled away briefly, smiled coquettishly, displaying her pearly
white teeth, and said, "I'm so glad; your predecessor was only interested in
money. Let me look at you, Mr. VIP."
And her hands flew to the buttons on his shirt, and skillfully undid them.
As she pushed the shirt back over his shoulders her eyes lit up at the sight of
his lean but muscular chest and shoulders. As he finished stripping the shirt
off, Ming-tsu dropped to her knees before him, and her nimble hands eagerly
grabbed at his pantlegs. When they were at his ankles, she pushed him backwards
into a nest of pillows, and drew the rest of his clothes from his body.
"Mmm, nice. Very nice," she purred. "You have a beautiful body, Mr. VIP,
lean and hard. I wonder if you know how to use it?"
A moment later she was straddling him, still wearing her blouse and slit
skirt. She reached up and undid two ivory hair-clasps, letting a waist-length
ebony cascade fall about her shoulders. And then, throwing the masses of black
fair forward, over her shoulders, she began moving her dark silken tresses up
and down the length of his legs. The silky kiss of her hair electrified every
nerve ending in his body.
As he reached out for her, she said, "Not yet!", and continued the slow
stroking of his body with her hair. Up one leg. Then up the other. Whispering
briefly across his tumescent manhood, her hair went on to caress his flat
stomach, his nearly hairless chest, his shoulders, his face.
After some minutes of this delicious torture, she ripped open the buttons
of her bodice, slid down his body and took his right foot and captured it
between her tempting breasts, and then pushed her delicious mounds together
around his foot. Then she released his foot and dragged her hard-nippled
breasts slowly up the entire length of his right leg, The contrast between the
soft warmth of her breasts, and the hard coolness of the silver chain that
dangled between them was electric.
When she neared his throbbing crotch, Ming-tsu paused briefly to stare
deeply into his brown eyes while she ran her moist tongue over her sensuous
lips; she then retreated to his other foot and repeated the delicious teasing
motions up his other leg. Again she paused at his midsection, this time to slide
her breasts tantalizingly over his testicles and his now throbbing penis. She
let the chain slide around his organ, and teased him with it, letting the
silvery links slide up and down his excited manhood.
She pressed one hard nipple briefly into the opening at the tip of his
glans, rubbing it back and forth, and then enveloped his cock between her firm
lust-globes for a brief moment, before moving on up his body, stroking his belly
and chest with the tips of her ripe melons. And then, her hands holding his own
hands down, she slid above his face, offering first one breast and then the
other to Li Chang's eager mouth.
The scent, the taste, the feel of her breast-flesh was intoxicating. Warm
and soft and firm and delicious, her breasts were the quivering recipients of
his adoration. He made love to them with his mouth, while above him Ming-tsu's
body shivered in shameless ecstacy at his touch.
It was only now that she permitted Li to use his hands, as she began to use
hers. His hands first sought out the deep slits in her skirt, and made their
way up and down her silky thighs, until he found the clasp that held the skirt
together. When he undid it, the skirt fell away from her lower body revealing
her moist pussy lips. Meanwhile she cast aside the long since unbuttoned top.
Her delicate hands drew his strong hands up to her delectable breasts, which he
cupped with the reverence he would have extended to a delicate figurine.
"They are not Ming vases, Mr. Li; they won't break. Squeeze them."
Ming-tsu's right hand had found its way between her legs, and she stroked the
pink cleft between her legs with ever-increasing abandon.
Li Chang's hands closed gently over the tender flesh of her
pleasure-globes, tentatively cupping them, as he stroked her thrusting nipples
with his thumbs.
"Harder!"
He tightened his grip a little more.
"I thought I had invited a man to my room tonight, not a monk!"
His hands closed down still harder. While hers reached down and encircled
the base of his cock. "Pinch them!" His thumbs and forefingers closed on the
buds. "Pull them! Hard!" He twisted her breast tips this way and that. One of
her hands was by now cradling his walnut-sized testicles, while the other was
stroking up and down the length of his rock-hard phallus.
By now, Li was beginning to understand how to please the volcano of lust
that was astride him. He leaned forward and bit gently into the flesh of her
right breast, while his right hand continued to pull and twist the nipple of her
left. "Mmmm, Yes!" she mewed in delight, while her agile hands went on caressing
him. Soon she scooted down his body, and took his balls into the sweet warmth
of her mouth, rolling them around her tongue, while both hands continued to
stroke his manhood.
After a few minutes of this testicle worship, her mouth released them and
moved to the underside of the base of his cock. Then she drew her tongue slowly
up its entire length. And returned to the base, a little to the right of where
she had begun, and licked her way up the pulsing tower again. After four
repetitions of this oral cock-polishing, she swung around and pulled herself
into a sitting position astride his torso, facing his feet, and did equal
homage to the neglected upper surfaces of his cock.
This position put the roundness of her buttocks within easy reach, and this
time without encouragement, he brought the palm of his right hand sharply down
on the upper curves of her ass. "Mmm," she moaned, "More," as her lips kissed
every inch of his penis. Li Chang thought surely he must be in Nirvana. Right
hand, left hand, right hand, left hand - his strong arms continued to pound away
at her buttcheeks. After a dozen resounding spanks, he could feel the soft skin
growing warmer against his punishing palms. By now Ming-tsu was nibbling and
sucking at the tip of his cock, greedily licking at the droplet that had formed
there.
Smack! Smack! The hands continued their relentless assault. Ming-tsu's
derriere was squirming in delight. She now took his penis into her moist mouth
and engulfed it, first an inch, then two, then three, and after a minute or so
of practiced head-bobbing, she was taking the entire seven inches of his manhood
halfway down her throat, until Li thought that he was going to explode. Finally
he tugged at her waist length hair, pulled her lips from his throbbing cock,
and then threw her on to her back.
"Yes, Li, now!" His hand moved between her wriggling legs and came away
dripping with the juices of her passion. He slid his erection teasingly against
one inner thigh and then the other. Finally she could wait no longer and grabbed
his penis and thrust it between her legs, where she held him in a vise-like
grip, while he drove into her pussy with deeper and deeper strokes. She moaned
in delight as his powerful hands mauled her breasts as he pounded away while she
seemed to climb from one shuddering orgasm to the next. Finally, after many long
minutes, he could sustain the excitement no longer and he erupted inside her,
and rolled over beside her, utterly spent.
Ming-tsu got up, left the room, returned three minutes later, freshly
bathed and scented, knelt over him and began to suckle at his depleted penis,
until it began to spring back to life.
For six hours she took him on an exhausting sexual odyssey. She had both
the ferocity and the stamina of a lioness. At the end of the marathon, Li was
able to drift off to sleep for a few hours. At dawn he rose and dressed, so
that he could begin his long day's work. As sunlight spilled through the window
dappling the beautiful body on the bed, he noticed that his hands had left dark
marks on her breasts and thighs.
She stirred drowsily, drew back a few silken tresses that partially
obscured her lovely face, ran her tongue meaningfully over her full lips, and
said, "You are an exceptional student, my VIP; can you return tonight? There is
much more to learn."
