Asia Flittchen kassiert seinen Schwanz

The sultry Asian schoolgirl sauntered over to where the older man was parked, her short pleated skirt swishing around her toned thighs with each seductive step. Asia Flittchen, as she was known, had a reputation around school for being an incorrigible tease. Her pert breasts strained against the buttons of her white blouse, tantalizing glimpses of lacy black bra peeking out. Sapphire eyes heavily coated in eyeliner met the man’s stare from across the street, a devious smile playing on her glossy bright red lips.

She waited until he was distracted with his phone before suddenly whipping round to bend over right in front of his car, revealing the supple globes of her ass cheeks clad only in a tiny black thong. The man nearly choked, his eyes glued to the lewd display.

Asia knew very well what she was doing. This was how she liked to play, hook, line and sinker. She pretended to look for something on the ground before standing up, putting more wiggle into her hips as she turned to “accidentally” drop her gym bag. Her breasts bounced enticingly as she knelt down to pick it up, giving him an eyeful of her ample cleavage.

“Pardon me sir, could you help a damsel in distress?” Asia purred, batting her long fake lashes. The man mumbled an agreement, completely under her spell as she stepped closer to his open window, thrusting her chest out invitingly.

She leaned in with a shy smile, an expensive perfume saturating the air. “I’m so clumsy, I think I dropped my earring back there.” She pouted, pointing behind her. “Would you mind…?” Her words trailed off suggestively.

The man gulped. How could he refuse, with the way she was looking at him with those big blue eyes? He clumsily stepped out, his knees nearly giving out as Asia leaned back against his car, massaging her breasts through her blouse. His hands shook as he bent down to the pavement, tenting the front of his pants with his erection.

“Did you find it, sir?” Asia asked in a syrupy voice. The man shook his head dumbly, searching in a daze. Suddenly, Asia had his arms pinned behind his back and the barrel of a gun pressed against the base of his skull.

“You shouldn’t have such a hard time finding my earring since I never lost it to begin with,” she hissed in his ear. “Now I’m going to help myself to something else.”

Keeping the gun trained on him, Asia unbuckled his belt and pants with her free hand, fishing out his large cock that sprang free – erect and already leaking precum for her. Without a word, she dropped to her knees and weighed his hefty balls in her palm, flicking her tongue out to lave at the angry red head.

The man groaned, overwhelmed by the sensations as Asia took his length into her hot mouth, sucking him in to the back of her throat. She hollowed her cheeks with slurping noises, cavorting his shaft, fixing him with a stare that challenged him to hold back.

He’d walked right into her trap like the typical straight man. Asia fellated him with a savagery borne of well-rehearsed technique, almost immediately sending him hurtling towards climax. She pulled off with an audible pop, stroking him to completion as ropes of cum spurted all over her blouse. A few smears landed on her face and in her hair.

Asia stood and fished a tissue from her pocket to carefully wipe the man’s release from her blouse. She took her time, ensuring everyone walking down the bustling street could see her soiled ruffles and the semen glistening on her full lips.

“That’s what happens when you fall for a pick-up artist’s trick,” Asia advised smugly, pocketing her hidden pistol.

Giving the man a last taunting wink, she tossed the tissue with his cum with a flourish onto the sidewalk. Turning on her heel, she sauntered off as fast as she could safely manage, a satisfied smirk playing on her cum-streaked face.

Ducking into an alleyway, Asia quickly changed into a clean uniform and performed a superficial concealment routine, making her way away from the scene briskly. Her steps were light, a rush singing through her veins. That was one hell of a story for her dissertation in neurobiology.