Li Shishi came to stay with us at the start of the school year in 1986. She was a Chinese exchange student and my parents had agreed to become a host family.
Mom and dad were pretty excited about it. So was my sister. I didn't really care one way or another. I doubted I'd spend much time around Li Shishi. I couldn't speak her language and I really wasn't interested in China. I was a Japanophile and into manga, giant monster movies, Shotokan Karate (I'd been training at a dojo for three years) and most importantly Japanese girls.
My attitude changed when Li Shishi arrived. She was hot. And I mean smoking. She was short and slender with jet black hair, big brown eyes and a shy, attractive smile. Still, I just kind of hung back while my parents and sister fell over themselves trying to make her feel at home.
I didn't see Li Shishi at school much. We had different classes. She was a lot smarter than me and in all the advanced courses, whereas I could be found in the remedial programs with the rest of the Future Fry Cooks of America, which is what my friends and I called ourselves.
I did notice that Li Shishi wasn't adjusting well though. She was polite enough at meal times, but she clearly didn't like what my mother was preparing on a daily basis and she was losing weight. I went to my cities China Town neighborhood and asked around at a few restaurants, hey I have a Chinese girl at home and she's from Kowloon. I don't think she likes our food and I know the food you serve here is Americanized. Could you prepare something authentic she might like?? I paid for a few dishes and hoped for the best.
At home I knocked on Li Shishi's door and she opened it a crack. I smiled and showed her the trays. She wanted to know what it was. I just said "for you" and handed them to her. She thanked me and opened one and a huge smile blossomed on her face. I'm not certain, but I'm pretty sure her mouth starting watering the second the steam and smells of the food wafted up to her nose.
I smiled and went back to my room. Over the next few weeks I brought her food every few days and eventually, asked her if she'd like to go to the restaurant with me. She thought about it for a day or so and then agreed.
At the restaurant she seemed to be really happy talking to the other Chinese people and eating. I couldn't understand the conversation, but it was animated and good humored and everyone was smiling, so I smiled too.
Li Shishi and I became friends and by Christmas break I was showing her my room. As it turned out, she was a bit of a Japanophile herself (despite what the Japanese had did to the Chinese during the 2nd World War). She recognized a lot of my manga books and loved all the posters on my wall of rock stars and celebrities. I loaned her several of my music casette tapes, so she could rock out while studying and she agreed to teach me a little Chinese.
Now I had this routine where every evening after dinner I'd flip my bed on its side and scootch it out of the way so I could assemble my weight bench and lift weights in my bedroom. I was in the middle of bench pressing, shirtless and sweating like crazy while Falco was on the radio, when I felt like I was being watched. I looked toward the door and Li Shishi was there peeking in. When our eyes made contact she blushed and looked down at the floor. She'd brought some of my tapes back and wondered if she could borrow a few others?? Sure, I said.
I toweled off as she sorted through the old shoebox I kept my tapes in. When she was done she turned and nearly bumped into me. I had to reach out and grip her arms. "Whoa," I smiled. She looked at my chest and smiled, high color in her cheeks and the back of her neck. I held her there a long moment, then tilted her face up with a finger under her chin. She reached a hand up to cover her smile and then went around me and left the room. I just laughed and started putting my weights away.
At Christmas I bought her something special, but I didn't put it under the tree or even let my family know. I gave it to Li Shishi Christmas night after all the gift giving and eating was finished. It was a little piece of jewlery. Nothing expensive or gaudy. But she loved it. I could tell. She smiled really big and held it to her breast and leaned across and kissed my cheek. I hadn't really expected that, her being so demure.
The next kiss I got was on New Year's Eve. I told her it was traditional. She smiled and gave me another peck on the cheek. This time I leaned forward and kissed her back. Not on the cheek, but on the lips. She seemed a little surprised, then amused, blushing and smiling prettily. I like you, I told her. I like you too, she told me back. I reached a hand up and caressed her face and she tilted her head slightly, to nuzzle my hand as I did so.
The next night I tapped on her door after bed time. I'd been working on a Macross model and she'd asked me repeatedly to see it when I finished. It was finally done. She opened her door just a crack as usual, saw it was me and smiled and let me in. I shut the door behind me and followed her to her bed where I let her handle the model and examine it. She told me it was very nice. I'd done a really good job. I thanked her and sat on the edge of the bed beside her. She was in a simple white nightgown and I was in pajama bottoms only. She handed the model back, I set it on her nightstand and I told her she was beautiful. She smiled. I leaned forward and we kissed gently. Just lip to lip. My hand once again, caressing her face.
I let the hand slide slowly down the line of her jaw to her neck, my thumb tracing her collar bone to her shoulder where I flicked down one strap of her nightgown. It fell, exposing a wide area of on her left side from her shoulder to just above her breast. She flushed and seemed to breath a little more heavily, but she didnt tell me to stop or make any move to object. I leaned across and kissed her shoulder and all along her collar bone, then up to her neck which she stretched out to give me more room. My cock was getting really hard.
I took her hand and placed it on my own chest. I felt her run it across my pecs and down across my ribs, then over to my abs before moving back to my pectorils. By now my lips had rediscovered hers and this time my tongue did slip into her mouth, where it slid over her own. She kissed back, moaning slightly.
I pushed down her other nightgown strap and exposed her breasts, then leaned down and flicked my tongue across her hardening dark nipples. She shut her eyes and bit her bottom lip. I sucked and pulled her nipples with my teeth. By now her hand was on my groin, pulling and fondling my erect cock through my pajamas.
When I told her I wanted to have sex with her she shook her head. My parents would hear, she said. I told her to just be quiet. She said she couldn't. I sighed. She kissed me again and told me to stand, which I did. She pulled my pajamas down until my cock popped out, then she proceeded to suck me off until I came in her mouth. She swallowed every bit and then pulled my PJ's back up.
We went back to bed.
The next morning I lay in my room wondering if any of it actually happened. If it had, Li Shishi certainly didn't let on. She had a perfect poker face all day. Later that night I went to her room again. Had we really?? Yes, she said with a giggle. Would I like to do it again?? Absolutely. And so we did. And again the night after that.
It was great. But I really wanted to fuck her. We just never seemed to have a moment to ourselves. Until the pep rally for our boys basketball team at school. It was the custom that the teachers just dismissed their classes and trusted the students to go to the gym for the rally. I saw Li Shishi walking dutifully toward the gym and stopped her.
Hey, I smiled. You don't actually have to go you know?? Its not required. And since we go home after the rally, there's no reason we both couldn't just go home now. She seemed unsure, but a little more prodding from me and she nodded and we headed home. My parents wouldn't be home for an hour yet, and my little sister not for at least forty-five minutes.
Li Shishi went to her room and opened her books to start on her homework. I took her hand and told her she needed to come to me room for a minute, she gave me the smile that told me she knew exactly what I was up to but she came along willingly.
Once in my room with the door shut we fell on one another. Kissing, running our hands through each others hair and across our bodies. Our clothes came off roughly, thrown onto the floor as we rolled around my bed. Maybe she sensed the urgency of the moment, because this was no shy violet I was making out with. Once we were naked, the first time we'd both been completely naked with each other, we examined each others bodies. She had a really thick bush of black hair, that reminded me of the hair on those Troll dolls my sister liked to collect. She laid on her tummy, with her legs out to the sides and bent at the knee, sort of like a frog, with her ass sticking up in the air slightly.
She told me she wanted it in the ass, so she wouldnt get pregnant. I slicked up and slowly penetrated her ass. She groaned as I slid in deeper and deeper. Finally I pushed all the way in and then began pumping my hips slowly, working up a nice steady in-out motion. She pushed back against me on the downstrokes, my balls bouncing against her wet furry bush. I started smacking her ass, making it a deep cherry red and she moaned and gasped. Even after I came I kept fucking her ass, not wanting the moment to end.
Eventually we stopped and she went immediately to the shower, while I lay on my bed naked, dick still hard, thinking about what we'd done. I wanted her more than ever.
But it wasn't to be. Li Shishi went home at the end of the school year and I never saw her again. Not that it mattered much. The next year, mom and dad played host to a Japanese girl....