Fishing with Minji

It had been a particularly stressful week at work for me. As an accountant for one of the city's most reputable firms, my days were filled with numbers and spreadsheets; I lived and breathed the language of finance. My colleagues at the office were like family, but the rigorous schedule left me yearning for something more - something that would allow me to unwind and escape the mundane routine of my daily grind. That's when Tom, a fellow colleague and avid fisherman, suggested a weekend getaway to the lake he often frequented for some much-needed relaxation. "It's secluded and peaceful," he reassured me. "The perfect spot to clear your mind, Johnson. And I have to tell you...The fishing assistance there is beyond imagination. It will blow your mind."

Of course, I was skeptical. I mean, how could a fishing trip possibly be a solution to my work-related woes? But Tom's enthusiasm was contagious, and before I knew it, I found myself driving to the lake on my own on a Friday afternoon, eager to experience this mysterious place for myself. As I pulled up to the dock, I noticed a young woman standing by, her slender frame adorned in a floral-print bikini that accentuated her curves and a sun hat shielding her face from the sun's glare. Her long, shapely legs were bare, and she wore a pair of waders that hugged her slim hips.

"Hi, I'm Minji," she greeted me warmly, extending her hand. "I'll be your fishing guide today. Tom told me you were coming."

I was momentarily stunned. Is this what Tom had meant when he talked about the "assistance"? This beautiful, young Asian woman was my fishing guide? It didn't make any sense. Yet, here I was, standing before her, feeling a strange sense of anticipation. "Uh, yeah. Tom said I'd find you here," I managed to mutter, trying hard not to stare at her perky breasts.

Minji laughed, her voice soft and melodic. "Don't worry, Mr. Johnson. I'm here to help you catch some fish." Yes, she was here to help me catch some fish, but that was the last thing on my mind. "Shall we go?" she asked, gesturing towards the lake.

We launched the boat, and Minji expertly steered us to a secluded spot on the lake. As we trolled, she chatted easily about her love for fishing and the outdoors, sharing stories of her weekend adventures with her friends and family.

"So, Minji, tell me about this magical place you take people to fish. How do you manage to find such bountiful catches?" I asked, casting my line into the water.

She smiled knowingly. "It's all about knowing the right spots and using the right techniques, Mr. Johnson. But don't worry, I'll teach you everything you need to know." Her voice was teasing, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

"I'm all ears," I replied, my eyes fixed on her curvaceous body as she reeled in a fish.

"Well, first, we need to find a good spot. And once we do, we'll need to use the right bait." She glanced at me meaningfully, and I felt a familiar stirring in my pants.

"I'm sure you know the best spots, Minji," I said, trying to sound casual. "And what about the bait?"

"Oh, don't worry about that," she said, reaching behind her and grabbing a box. "I've got just the thing." With that, she pulled out a live minnow, its silver body wriggling in her grasp. "Here, hold this for me."

I took the minnow from her, feeling its slippery skin against my fingers. "Uh, okay."

"Good," she said, reaching back into the box. "Now, let's see...where should we start?" She pulled out another minnow, this one larger than the first. "How about this one?"

"Sure," I replied, my heart racing.

Minji leaned in close, her breasts pressing against my arm as she tied the minnow to my line. "There you go," she murmured, her breath warm on my skin. "Now let's see if we can catch us some fish."

We spent the day fishing, and Minji was a great instructor, patiently teaching me the ropes of the sport. She pointed out the best spots, showed me how to cast my line, and gave me tips on how to reel in a catch. As we fished, I couldn't help but notice the way her body moved, the gentle sway of her hips as she walked around the boat. Her scent was intoxicating, a mixture of sunscreen and feminine musk.

"So, Minji," I finally said as we took a break for lunch, "how did you get into fishing?"

She laughed, a musical sound that made my heart skip a beat. "Oh, it's a family thing. My dad used to take us out all the time when we were kids. I just never grew out of it."

"I bet you're pretty good at it," I commented, eyeing her expertly baited hook.

"I try," she replied, biting into her sandwich.

The afternoon passed quickly, and we caught more fish than I could have ever imagined. As the sun began to set, I realized that Tom had been right - Minji was indeed an exceptional fishing guide. But what I didn't expect was the intense attraction I felt towards her. Every time she gave me a tip or pointer, my mind would wander to inappropriate places. "Keep your rod tip up," she'd say, and all I could think about was lifting her skirt instead. "Don't forget to reel in slowly," she'd warn, and I'd fantasize about her reeling me in instead.

By the time we docked the boat, I was exhausted from the physical activity and aroused beyond belief. As Minji helped me ashore, I couldn't help but admire the way her slim waist moved beneath her bikini top or the way her long, slender legs carried her across the dock.

"Well, Mr. Johnson," she said with a smile, "I think that's enough fishing for one day. How about we head back to the lodge?"

I nodded, my mind reeling with thoughts of what might happen once we were alone.

Upon arriving at the lodge, Minji showed me to my room and assured me she'd be by in the morning to continue our lessons. As soon as she left, I changed into my pajamas and collapsed onto the bed, my thoughts consumed by the sexy fishing guide. Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough.

That night, I dreamed of Minji - her soft skin, her gentle laugh, and the way her body moved as she fished. In my dream, she was naked, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders as she bent over to cast her line. I awoke with a start, my cock hard and aching for release.

The next morning, Minji was true to her word, arriving at my door promptly at 8am. "Good morning, Mr. Johnson," she said brightly, her voice echoing down the hallway.

I opened the door, still half asleep, and found her standing there in the same bikini from the day before, her long dark hair tied back in a ponytail. "Morning, Minji," I mumbled, trying to hide my morning wood.

She chuckled at my obvious discomfort. "Don't worry, Mr. Johnson. We've got work to do."

We spent the morning fishing again, and Minji continued to teach me about the sport with patience and expertise. But it was difficult to focus on her words when she was so close, the sight of her cleavage and toned legs distracting me at every turn. By midday, I'd had enough.

"Minji," I said, turning to face her, "I have to ask you something."

She raised an eyebrow. "What's that, Mr. Johnson?"

"Look, I know this is going to sound crazy, but...I've been having these...thoughts. And I was wondering if...well, you see..."

She laughed, a musical sound that sent shivers down my spine. "I think I know what you're asking, Mr. Johnson. But let's just finish our lesson first."

I nodded, trying to hide my disappointment as we continued fishing. She was either teasing me or I had misunderstood Tom and his intentions entirely.

As the afternoon wore on, Minji's presence became unbearable. Every time she bent over to untangle a line or reach into the box for more bait, I could see the outline of her panties through her bikini bottoms. My mind raced with thoughts of what lay beneath those thin pieces of fabric. She'd cast her line; I'd steal glances at her backside. She's reel in a catch; I'd imagine pulling down her top to reveal perfect breasts.

Finally, as the sun began to set once more, Minji turned towards me and smiled knowingly. "Well, Mr. Johnson," she said softly, "I think it's time we wrap things up for today."

My heart raced in anticipation - had I misread her signals? Was this really happening? As if reading my mind, she continued, "But first, I wanted to know if you were interested in a little...extra instruction?" She ran her fingers along the waist of her bikini bottoms suggestively.

I swallowed hard and nodded once more. "Yes," I managed to croak out.

"You work with Tom at the accounting office, right?" Minji said teasingly as she moved closer, pushing me against a nearby tree. "What have you got in your wallet?"

I fumbled for my money clip and pulled out a hundred-dollar bill. "Here," I offered eagerly. "Just show me your tits." I couldn't believe what was happening - Minji, this beautiful young woman who had captivated me all weekend long, would finally give in to my desires. Her role as a fishing guide only made the experience more taboo and irresistible. And she wasn't even old enough to drink. Oh, those naughty Korean girls...

Minji giggled softly before reaching behind her back and slowly untying the strings of her bikini top. My heart raced as she slipped it off her shoulders, revealing a perfect pair of Korean tits that filled my vision - small but perky nipples standing at attention against her tanned skin. She turned slightly to show me both sides, shadows playing across their smooth surface in the fading light. I couldn't contain myself any longer; I reached out to grab--

"Nuh uh ah!" Minji said playfully, slapping my hands away. "You need to pay more if you want that." She turned around and bent over slightly, presenting me with an enticing view of her round ass in those tiny bikini bottoms.

"How about five hundred dollars for everything?" I countered desperately, digging through my wallet once again.

"Mr. Johnson! You work in accounting," she teased, "you can do better than that." She straightened up slowly and began to walk away from me, swaying her hips seductively as she went. My cock throbbed painfully inside my pants - I couldn't let this opportunity pass!

"One thousand dollars!" I shouted after her, not caring how much money it was or if anyone could hear us in the distance. "Just let me touch them and fuck you!"

Minji halted, turned, tipped her head in consideration. Then she paused for what felt like an eternity before nodding softly and replying like a pro: "Okay...but only if you promise not to cum inside me."

I didn't hesitate - I knew this was my chance at experiencing the forbidden fantasy. With trembling hands, I counted out a wad of cash and held it up before finally handing over the thick stack of bills for her inspection. Minji took it without comment, then turned to face me once more. Her eyes were filled with lust as she reached behind herself again, undoing the strings on her bottoms this time around.

"By the way, this spot is totally secluded," she purred, letting the panties fall down past her knees and exposing a glistening mound of dark pubic hair between them. "I know this territory."

My cock ached in anticipation as it became clear what was about to happen: after almost two days of teasing, I would finally be allowed to taste this Korean morsel.

"So looks like you've hooked yourself a big one, Mr. Johnson," she said. The sight of Minji, my beautiful Korean fishing guide, kneeling before me was almost too much to bear. Her long black hair framed her face as she looked up at me with lust-filled eyes. First, she wrapped one hand around my cock and began stroking it gently while using the other to guide its tip towards her mouth. But before she took me in her mouth, she playfully licked the pre-cum that had already started leaking out onto the forest floor between us. It was clear that Minji knew exactly what she was doing - and how much I wanted it. She grabbed my cock and slapped my penis tip against her pretty Korean face teasingly, making me gasp in anticipation. "See, you've got to tease the fish before you reel them in," she whispered with a sultry smile.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of teasing, Minji popped the tip in her mouth audibly. Then, in a single gulp, she took my entire cock deep inside her throat. It was like nothing I'd ever experienced before -- warm, wet, and incredibly tight. Her tongue darted out to trace circles around the sensitive underside of my cockhead while her hands gripped my hips tightly, pulling me deeper into her mouth. The sensation was overwhelming and exquisite. With each stroke of her tongue and pull of her mouth, I could feel my climax building inside me, threatening to break free at any moment.

Minji seemed to sense this and began to speed up her movements, taking more of my cock into her mouth each time while her other hand found its way between us, rubbing my perineum in a circular motion that sent shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body. Her hot breath on my shaft only served to heighten the sensation; I could feel the vibrations of her breath against my skin as she continued her ministrations.

As my climax drew near, Minji slowed down her movements, her lips brushing against the head of my cock in a feather-light caress. She looked up at me with a mischievous glint in her eye, her full red lips parted slightly. "You know, Mr. Johnson, you should save some of that for fucking me," she purred.

I gasped in surprise at her words. "What? But I can't hold out any longer!"

She laughed softly, her breath hot against my cock. "You'd be surprised what you can do when you have to."

With that, she pulled my cock out of her mouth and stood up, turning her back to me. My heart raced as I watched her perfect Korean ass sway enticingly from side to side. "You're going to have to learn some restraint, Mr. Johnson," she said over her shoulder, her voice a sultry whisper. "You can cum when I tell you to."

I couldn't believe what was happening - this beautiful young woman was in control of me, teasing me mercilessly, I was definitely hooked on her line. I tried to calm myself, taking deep breaths and focusing on the sensation of my cock throbbing between my legs.

Minji positioned herself hugging a tree trunk, turning her lovely little Asian ass towards me. She beckoned me over with a crook of her finger. "Come on, Mr. Johnson, hook me like I'm your biggest catch." I couldn't resist; I moved towards her, my cock twitching with anticipation. As I reached behind her, she spread her legs further apart, giving me better access to her wet pussy. Fallen leaves crunched at her feet as she took position.

With a deft movement, I slid my cock into her tight, warm pussy. It felt incredible - she was so wet and ready for me. As I began to thrust into her, she pushed against the tree trunk, her arms stretched overhead. "That's it, Mr. Johnson," she moaned softly. "Fuck me like you mean it."

I lost myself in the moment, pounding into her with a primal urgency that surprised even me. Minji's tight pussy felt amazing, and I couldn't help but let out guttural moans of pleasure as I fucked her hard. I trusted she was right that nobody could hear us in that secluded glade by the lake. The sounds of our coupling drowned out the rustling of leaves and the chirping of birds.

As I felt my climax building once again, Minji's pussy relaxed around my cock and she began to moan louder. "Nuh uh ah! For a thousand dollars, you haven't earned the right to cum yet!" she purred playfully.

I groaned in frustration, my hips bucking involuntarily as I tried to get off. But Minji turned and held me at the base of my cock, backing me down. "We fucked like doggies. Now I want you to fuck me looking right into my eyes."

Minji was going to make me last even longer. She laid back against a bed of leaves and dry soil, her legs spread open invitingly. Her pussy glistened with her arousal, and I could see the wetness between her folds. She smiled up at me. "Let me guide you."

I lowered myself onto her, feeling the warmth of her body surround me as I slowly sank inside her. She gasped softly, her eyes never leaving mine. I started to move, slowly at first, matching the rhythm of her breath. I looked into her deep brown eyes as she pretty Asian features contorted with pleasure, her long black hair falling over her face.

"You really know how to teach fishing," I whispered.

Minji laughed and wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her. "For the thousand bucks you paid, I should," she said, arching her back.

I leaned down and kissed her deeply, tasting the mix of her sweetness and the wild tang of the forest. She returned the kiss with equal passion, her hands running through my hair as I thrust deeper inside her. I could feel her walls clenching around me, and I knew I was close.

Minji broke the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps. "Just not inside me, remember...?"

I groaned in frustration, but also in admiration for her control. "Where do you want me to cum? On these leaves?"

Minji shook her head. "No, silly."

"Then where?" I asked, growing impatient but also wanting to please her.

"On my tits," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.

I pulled out of her slowly, feeling the heat of her pussy against my cock/ When I reached her perfect breasts, I groaned in appreciation. They were full and round, her nipples hard from our forest fucking. I teased her nipples with my knuckles, gently at first, then harder as I felt the tension building within me.

I looked up at her, our eyes locked, and I shot my cum across her tits, watching as it dripped down between her cleavage.

As my cum dripped down between Minji's breasts, her tits glistened in the soft light of the forest. Her chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, her nipples still hard. Her beautiful Korean doll face was flushed with pleasure, her eyes heavy-lidded and filled with satisfaction. She looked like a goddess, covered in a sheen of sweat and my cum, against the wild beauty of the glade.

"You fuck better than you fish, Mr. Johnson," she said, returning to her fishing guide tone. I couldn't help but laugh as I collapsed beside her, pulling her into my arms. We lay there in the quiet of the glade, basking in the afterglow of our forest fucking.

"I'll have to thank Tom for suggesting this fishing trip," I replied.

"Yeah," Minji said. "I love all his referrals."

"Damn, Minji, so you..."

"At least half your office."

Damn. Well, as far as learning about fishing, I've heard it said that a rod is more than just a tool, it's a ticket to adventure.

And boy, did I get an adventure with Minji.