An Asian Woman

Two women sat at the table, one a brunette with a curvy figure and breasts that looked like a good handful, her eyes sparkling with excitement and curiosity. The other was a petite Asian woman with small, perky breasts, her eyes hidden behind a pair of thick-rimmed glasses that made her look like a nerdy college student. Her hair was pulled back in a sleek bun, showcasing her delicate neck and the swells of her chest beneath a tight blouse that was slightly unbuttoned, revealing a hint of the plump mounds beneath.

John approached the table with a confident stride, his erection straining against the fabric of his pants. "Hello ladies, my name is John," he greeted, his eyes sweeping over them appreciatively. "Which one of you ordered cum straight from the tap?"

The Asian woman, a sly smile playing on her lips, raised her hand slightly. "That would be me," she said in a sweet, shy voice that seemed to contrast with the brazen act she had just ordered. Her eyes peeked out from behind her glasses, a mischievous glint in them. Despite her innocent exterior, John had a feeling that she had a hidden spicy side.

Her friend, the brunette, clapped her hands together with glee. "Oh, this is going to be so hot!" she exclaimed, her eyes gleaming as she leaned forward, giving John an even better view of her ample cleavage. The Asian woman's cheeks flushed a delightful shade of pink, and she bit her bottom lip in excitement.

John stepped closer to the table, the anticipation building. "Is this your first time at The Natural Tap?" he asked the petite Asian woman, his voice low and soothing. She nodded, her eyes wide and eager. "My friend told me about it," she murmured, her gaze focused on his crotch, but occasionally glancing up to his face. "I've always been curious... but I've never sucked... dick before."

Her admission hung in the air, the brunette beside her practically bouncing in her seat. "You're in for a treat," she assured her friend, her eyes gleaming with excitement. John felt a thrill run down his back at the thought of being the one to introduce the novice to the experience. "Well, let's not keep you waiting then," he said with a wink, stepping closer to the Asian woman.

"What's your name ma'am?" John asked the Asian woman, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to resonate in her very core. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with a mix of nerves and excitement. "It's Mei," she said, her voice a soft whisper that seemed to dance around the edges of the room.

John offered a warm smile, reaching out to gently take Mei's hand in his as she turns to face him. "It's nice to meet you, Mei," he said, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze. "Don't worry, I'm sure you're going to enjoy this. I'll make it as comfortable and enjoyable as I can." As John reaches for his flap, he noticed her breathing had become more rapid, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm that indicated to him that she was excited. Her eyes remained locked on his crotch as he moved the flap aside, revealing his thick, veiny cock and smooth balls. Mei's cheeks grew even rosier, her hand trembling slightly as she reached out to touch him for the first time. Her fingers danced along his shaft, her curiosity overcoming any lingering shyness. The brunette watched her friend with a wide smile.

John's cock bobbed eagerly as Mei's hand made contact, and he could feel the heat of her breath against his sensitive skin. He gave a soft groan, his body responding to her gentle touch. "Ready for your first taste?" he asked, his voice thick with desire. Mei nodded, her eyes glancing up to his. He watched as she leaned forward, her pink tongue darting out to flick against the tip of his cock.

Without another word, Mei took him into her mouth, her soft, wet warmth enveloping him. She moaned around his length, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through his body. Her inexperience was evident in the way she tentatively took him in, but her enthusiasm was unmatched. John's eyes rolled back in his head as he felt her tongue swirl around the head of his cock, her teeth grazing his shaft as she took more of him in, moaning in happiness as she did. He could feel her learning, adjusting, discovering what felt good and what didn't.

Her friend watched with rapt attention, her own hand moving to her chest, lightly tweaking her nipple through the fabric of her dress. "Mm, look at her go," she murmured, her eyes never leaving the erotic scene unfolding before her.

Mei took a moment to remove her glasses, placing them gently on the table. The brunette whispered, "You should show him some titty, Mei!" She winked, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

John looked down at Mei, her eyes wide with surprise at her friend's suggestion. "You can if you want to," he assured her, his voice a gentle rumble of encouragement. "Whatever makes you feel comfortable." She pauses for a moment, likely taking time to decide between the two choices. Keeping his dick in her mouth, Mei managed to unbutton her blouse even further, revealing the tops of her small, round breasts. She reached between her perky breasts, and with a shy dick-stuffed smile, pulled her bra down, exposing her bare chest to John.

Her skin was smooth and pale, her nipples a dark pink that stood erect with excitement. John couldn't resist the urge to touch her, reaching down, and with Mei's nod of consent, he gently took her right breast in his hand, feeling the soft warmth of it against his palm. He began to squeeze gently, feeling her tense for a moment before relaxing into the sensation. He could feel her breath hitch as he began to massage her, her movements becoming more confident and sure as she tried to take him deeper into her mouth.

The brunette leaned slightly closer, whispering into Mei's ear, "Hold onto his ass, it'll help you get him deeper." Mei nodded, her cheeks still a delightful shade of pink. She reached out with both hands and cupped John's firm buttocks, pulling him closer as she took more of him into her mouth. The brunette's hand was still on her own chest, now massaging her breast as she watched the show, her eyes hooded and her breathing shallow.

John felt the familiar tightening in his balls, and with a deep breath, began to release a controlled bead of precum onto her tongue. He watched as Mei's eyes widened, and then closed as she swallowed, savoring the taste. He took his cue from her response, and continued to give her small tastes of his nectar every 20 or so seconds. Her inexperience was endearing, but her enthusiasm was intoxicating.

As Mei grew more comfortable, her strokes grew more confident. John could feel his orgasm building, the pressure growing with each suck and swirl of her tongue.

The brunette leaned in closer, whispering to Mei, "Use your hand to play with his balls, it'll drive him wild." Mei's eyes widened, but she nodded and obediently slid her hand down to cup John's tight sack. The feel of her small, delicate hand on his balls was exquisite, and John couldn't help but let out a low moan. She began to massage him, her touch tentative but eager, yet inexperienced.

John watched as Mei took more of his length into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out as she worked to accommodate his size. He fought the urge to thrust deeper into her, instead letting her set the pace. His hand remained on her breast, his thumb circling her now-sensitive nipple in time with her bobbing head. He felt himself getting closer to the edge, the tension in his balls tightening.

Mei's grip on his ass grew firmer, her movements more urgent. She was obviously enjoying herself, her eyes fluttering closed in concentration as she took him deeper and deeper. John felt his orgasm approaching, the heat in his balls becoming almost unbearable. He took a deep breath, savoring the moment.

"Mei," he managed to gasp out, "I'm about to cum." He watched as her eyes shot open, looking up at him through a curtain of dark hair. "Do you want me to finish in your mouth, or down your throat?" Her eyes lit up at the question, and she nodded fervently, the word 'mouth' barely leaving her lips.

A few seconds later, John felt the first spurt of his orgasm build, and he pulled back slightly, allowing her to focus on the head of his cock. He felt the muscles in his abdomen clench as he released spurt after spurt of his seed into her eager mouth. Mei's eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy as she tasted him for the first time, her cheeks hollowing as she greedily sucked every drop of his cum. He watched as her throat convulsed with the effort of swallowing, her tongue swirling around the tip to catch any that might escape.

Her hand remained on his balls, her touch gentle yet firm, massaging them as she sucked him clean. John couldn't help but let out a deep groan of pleasure, his knees feeling like jelly beneath him. As his orgasm subsided, Mei continued to suck gently, drawing out every last drop. The sensation was exquisite, and he watched as her cheeks hollowed, her throat working to swallow his cum.

When he was fully drained, Mei pulled away, her lips shiny with the remnants of their encounter. She licked her lips, looking up at him with a shy smile that was nothing short of adorable. "How was it?" John managed to ask, his voice still a bit raspy from his climax.

"A-amazing," Mei replied, her voice a breathy whisper. "Thank you," she added, her cheeks a deep shade of crimson. The brunette leaned back in her chair with a satisfied smirk, her hand still cupping her own breast. "You're a natural, Mei," she said with a wink.

John couldn't help but grin down at Mei, her shy yet eager demeanor making his heart race. He covers his dick back up with the flap, his fingers lingering on the wetness left by her enthusiastic mouth. Mei's eyes remained on his crotch, a hint of longing in her gaze, even as she started to fix her attire. Her small, delicate hands moved to her breasts, gently tucking them back into the confines of her bra and then buttoning up her blouse, the pink tips of her nipples still poking through the fabric.

The brunette leaning back in her chair with a satisfied smile, her hand dropping away from her chest. "Thanks for that, John," she said, her voice a purr of contentment. Mei nodded in agreement, her cheeks still flushed a delightful shade of red. "We'll definitely be back," she murmured, her eyes meeting John's briefly before returning to the task of buttoning her shirt.

John stepped back from the table, his heart still racing from the encounter. "Thank you both for choosing The Natural Tap for your evening," he said, his voice still thick with desire. "I hope you'll come back again." The brunette nodded, her smile wide and satisfied. "We definitely will," she said, her eyes lingering on John's crotch. Mei nodded shyly, putting on her glasses and blushing furiously.

The two women chatted and giggled as John turned and made his way back to the prep room, their eyes following him as he disappeared through the swinging doors. The door to the prep room swung shut, and John was once again in the bustling space that had become his second home. The air was charged with the scents of food, sex, and a hint of something sweet, the combination making his stomach rumble with hunger.

As he walked back to the sink, John spotted Aisha, a black milk maiden, and Ahn, a milk maiden of Korean decent, both getting ready for their shifts. "Hey, Aisha, Ahn," he called out, his voice filled with the warmth of familiarity. They both turned to him, smiling, their eyes lingering on his crotch before flicking back up to his face.

"How's it going, John?" Aisha's melodious voice echoed through the room, her dark skin contrasting with the white of her uniform.

Johncouldn't help but let out a chuckle as he approached the sink. "Just took care of a customer," he replied with a wink. "You both ready to get to work?"

Ahn, the Korean milk maiden, gave him a playful smack on the arm. "You're always the first one to go, aren't you?" she teased. Aisha laughed, her full, dark-chocolate breasts bouncing gently beneath her dress as she moved to stand beside him at the sink.

John couldn't help but feel a little bit of pride at her words. "Can't help it," he said with a wink, "the customers just can't get enough." He turned the faucet on, the water warm and inviting as he began to clean himself off. The soap and water washed away the last traces of his encounter with Mei, leaving him feeling clean.

Once he was finished, John dried off and took a deep breath. He knew the night was just getting started. The Natural Tap had a secret technique that all the milk men were taught to reduce their refractory periods, ensuring that they could keep up with the demand of the eager customers. He stepped over to the special counter where a jar of blue gel sat, the restaurant's secret weapon against the tyranny of biology. The gel was cool to the touch, and it smelled faintly of mint and something else that was uniquely arousing.

John applied the gel to his skin, massaging it in with a gentle but firm touch. It tingled slightly at first, the coolness a stark contrast to the heat of his body. The sensation grew, a pleasant ache that spread through his cock and balls, until he felt a familiar stirring of arousal. The gel was a lifesaver, a little trick they used to keep the milk men at The Natural Tap ready for action. It was part of the job, and John had to admit that he enjoyed the thrill of being perpetually on edge.

15 minutes later, John was back, his cock standing proud and ready for the next eager customer.