My Asian American Waitress

A few years ago, I was bartending at a downtown dance club with a girl named Tasha. We always got along well. There was always a lot of flirting going on between us, but nothing ever happened since she was dating a guy named Brett at the time. I made it quite clear on many occasions, that I would love to spend some intimate time with her if she ever freed herself of him.

She would usually give me a sexy look and wink at me saying something like "I'll keep that in mind, Stud."

Tasha was one of the sexiest women I have ever lusted for. She is an Asian American girl with long, straight, black hair. She was about five feet tall, and maybe 100 pounds soaking wet. Her breasts were about B cup in size and topped with dark nipples. The uniform that she had to wear was a white blouse. There was a certain bra she would wear occasionally that would let the dark nipples show through slightly. I loved my job those nights.

She was never shy about anything. She freely talked about anything including sex. But she also made it clear that she would only have sex with Brett. I heard many stories about their sexual encounters.

I got to know Brett, as he would spend quite a bit of time at the club while she was working. We became the kind of friends that patrons usually do. On many occasions, I would end up giving them a ride home at the end of the night. Usually because Brett had way too much alcohol to drive. We didn't spend time outside of the club very often, but became acquainted just the same.

There was a concert (Pink Floyd) coming to Madison and we all wanted to go. The tickets were hard to come by and on a bartenders salary; they were a big dent to my check. It was just after I got my tax refund, so I decided to go for it. I asked a couple of the waitresses to go but they couldn't afford it I couldn't afford a second ticket either.

I was complaining to Tasha about not having anyone to go with. Brett had already got their tickets and had mentioned getting a hotel. She said it would be fun for the three of us and that we could do some heavy duty partying in the hotel room. I immediately felt like I would be a third wheel, but decided to go along with the plan since I really wanted to see the concert.

Brett wasn't thrilled by the idea but when I suggested splitting the cost of the room, he softened a little. We decided that since we were splitting the cost of the room, we could afford a really nice one.

We checked into the room and were amazed at the size of it. It was huge! And it had a four-person hot tub! We checked in at noon and started partying. At about 4:00, I suggested hitting the hotel bar for happy hour. They agreed, but said that they would meet me at the bar in about an hour. I had a pretty good idea what they wanted to do.

The concert was one of the best we had ever seen! We got back to the room and kept on partying. Brett was pretty wasted (as usual). We knew that he wouldn't last long before passing out. Sure enough, about an hour later, he did.

I figured that was the end of the night. Tasha said that she didn't want to crash yet. That was music to my ears! Even if I couldn't do anything sexual with her, I loved spending time with her. I went into the bathroom to change into some sleeping attire.

That's when I heard the faucets being turned on in the hot tub. YESSS!!! I practically ran out of the bathroom.

Tasha said, "I hope you don't mind, but it seems like such a waste not to use it."

My heart leapt at her words. "Sounds great!" I replied, "but I didn't bring a swimming suit."

She smiled and said, "neither did I, but I'll just wear my bra and panties if you can keep your eyes in your head!"

For lack of anything better to say, I said "what makes you think I'd want to look?" it was said with an obviously teasing tone. She gave me that sexy wink, but said nothing.

This was my chance. She would have to undress and then get in. I figured that I better get in the water before I saw her and the tent in my shorts gave me away. The tub was three quarters full, so I took off my tshirt, stepped in and sat down. Unfortunately, she got undressed behind me.

I was disappointed even more when she said "turn on the jets and close your eyes while I get in." She said it in a tone that didn't allow for a rebuttal.

So, I turned the knob and the tub filled with bubbles. I heard her step into the hot tub and sit down. "Okay, you can open them" she whispered. I did just that. I locked my eyes on hers. I tried in vain not to look down at her breasts. She saw my plight. She giggled at my expense. I blushed.

"Were both adults here right? You can look at my tits if you want, just no funny stuff!" she added with a mocked serious tone.

I was relieved and gazed at her breasts that were poking at her thin bra. I let out an audible sign and shifted in the seat to make more room in my shorts for my growing cock. When I looked up, she was smiling in a very sexy way, blushing a bit. She knew the effect she was having on me and seemed to be enjoying it. We sat there in an awkward moment. I had to say something to break the moment.

"So.......if you don't mind me looking, why did you make me close my eyes?" I asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know" she said.

"Yes I would" I said, playing her little game.

"Well, I just shaved myself this morning and my panties would be a little too revealing" she purred.

This was the ultimate tease on her part, and she was using it very well. I kept shifting around in my seat.

"Having trouble getting comfortable?" she asked slyly.

"Uh huh" I mumbled. I reached over and spun thejet control knob to 30 minutes. I figured the bubbles would prevent her from seeing how hard I was.

Gathering up my courage, I lifted my ass off the seat and slid off my shorts dropped them on the side of the tub with a wet plop. She was visibly surprised at my forwardness.

"Hey!" she said. "I don't want to give you the wrong idea here. I said no funny stuff."

I assured her that my taking off my suit meant nothing and that I would put it back on if she wished. I also told her that the bubbles felt really good. She giggled at that and tried peering through the bubbles in the area of my crotch.

I did the same and even used my hands to try and push away the bubbles on the surface for a better view, but it didn't work.

"Damn!" I said in a teasing tone.

She caught me looking at her breasts and looked down. She blushed when she realized how hard and extended her nipples were. Her nipples were right at the water level. "The bubbles tickle" she said admitted, blushing.

"Your bra is practically see through, so you might as well take it off and enjoy the bubbles" I said.

Tasha looked at me and thought about it for a moment. The long night of partying must still have been having an effect. The next thing I know, she undid the clasp and her firm breasts didn't drop a bit. I loved how dark brown her nipples were. Must be the Asian blood in her. Between the sight of her breasts and the swirling bubbles, I was throbbing hard. I had to stop staring.

I laid back, spread my legs, closed my eyes and enjoyed the many sensations I was feeling. My senses seemed very acute even with the quantities alcohol I had consumed.

I heard her move and then the unmistakable sound of her panties making that wet plopping noise on the side of the tub. I half opened my eyes. She was looking directly at me. She locked her fingers together high above her head in a stretch, arching her back giving me a beautiful view of her breasts. Then she settled down in the tub so the water was at her neck, as was mine.

After a few minutes she whispered, "promise to stay on your side?"

As much as I wanted to lunge across the tub and take her in my arms, I said, "yes, you have my word".

With that said, she smiled and spread her legs letting her heels rest on the sides of the tub and let out hushed ummmmmmmmm. I did the same. Her gaze now locked on mine. We both looked over at Brett who was snoring quietly.

Our gaze met again and I whispered, "are the bubbles reaching all the right places?" She smiled and nodded yes. I was so damn horny. I wanted to cum so bad.

I didn't want to ruin the moment, but I was so hard. There was no way I was going to push anything sexual between us. I'm not that kind of guy.

I couldn't help it. I moved my hand off side of the tub and it was pretty obvious that it moved through the water and found my throbbing cock. Our gaze seemed to intensify, locked tighter on each other than ever.

She just watched me as I stroked my cock under the cover of the bubbles. It was so erotic. She slid up in the water high enough so her breasts and nipples were visible as if to help me enjoy the pleasure I was giving myself. I moaned when they came into view.

My heart skipped a beat when her hand disappeared into the water. I knew the moment her fingers found her pussy, since her back arched slightly and she inhaled deeply. We were now somehow connected. The sexual energy between us was growing by the second. I was deliberately stroking my shaft slowly. It would be easy to cum, but I wanted to prolong it as long as possible.

The sight of this Asian American beauty across the tub from me sensually masturbating was making my head spin. Her large round eyes were getting that far away, glazed look of sexual stimulation. The water was now at nipple level and I could plainly see her arm moving from what had to be the sensual circles her fingers were making on her clit. I had to stop stroking. I didn't want to cum yet. Her brow furled a bit when I stopped (she must have been watching my arm move too).

I put my hands on the seat and moved my body up in the water slowly, teasing her. She quickly looked over at her passed out boyfriend then back at me and smiled, and licked her lips. When my cock appeared out of the water she moaned. I supported my weight with one hand, and I picked up my hard shaft with the other holding it straight up.

"Oh damn..." she breathed in a throaty whisper. "Nice.........cock......" I remained like that, with her eyes fixed on my throbbing cock. Her breath was coming in short gasps. I knew it wouldn't be long. Her whispers were now quiet short breaths.

"You.....wanna watch....me cum....don't you..." she continued on. "gotta be quiet....then I get to watch you". I just nodded in agreement. I started slowly pumping my shaft from base to tip. She seemed mesmerized by it. She brought her hand to her mouth and made a fist. Her teeth closed down on it to keep from crying out. Her body started to move in a thrusting motion and the movements of her arm became more erratic. Her nipples had darkened even more and looked ready to burst!

Her big, sexy Asian eyes seemed to widen even more and her body tensed up! The only movement was her arm still moving rapidly bringing her orgasm to it's peak. Her body made violent jerking movements as she grunted into the fist that she was biting down on! I was her captive audience as I watched her orgasm build, peak and slowly subside.

I sat my butt back down on the seat and immediately began stroking my cock. God I needed to cum! She watched intently as my own expression turned into one of sexual self pleasure. My gaze was locked on to hers.

I let out my desire in a whisper "show me..." Again she looked over at the still unconscious Brett and dropped her hands to the seat of the tub as I had. Her lithe body appeared halfway out of the water. She stopped to tease me. I could see no darkness beneath the water, so I knew she was telling the truth when she said that she was freshly shaved! It was at that instant that the jets shut off from the signal of the timer.

She giggled slightly as she brought herself to the surface of the now still water. The lights in the tub were bright so when she spread her legs she could plainly see me through the water stroking my thick cock.

I was breathing hard now. A bead of sweat ran down to the tip of my nose. I was in heaven. Even though I couldn't touch the beautiful shaven pussy just a few feet in front of me, I was on the edge of an intense orgasm.

"Wait! Not yet!" she breathed. "I have never seen a guy do it himself. Please!" she pleaded.

This was a dream come true! If she wanted to see it that bad, she might grant me one small favor. I had to try. "Okay. Under one condition." I told her in a serious tone. "What? You know I can't do anything with you!" she said. And I replied, "I know, and I'm not asking for that. All I want to you to do is touch your fingers to my lips after they've been inside you...".

She paused for a minute then lifter herself out of the water once more. I watched as she slid her fingers down and over her clit, pausing to massage it a few times before they disappeared into her wet hole. She slid them in and out a few times before pulling them out and settling back into the water. She looked one last time at Brett, still snoring lightly as we continued our play in the hot tub.

I expected her to move closer to me and slide her slick fingers into my mouth. She knew she had me where she wanted me as much as I had her. To my surprise, she slid her fingers into her mouth and sucked on them. That made me hotter and I let go of my throbbing cock. I had to or I would have shot my cum into the hot water!

She got up slowly. I thought that she was going to sit on the edge of the tub to give me a better view. She didn't stop there. She stepped completely out of the tub onto the carpet picking up her towel. I looked at her with pleading eyes! She wouldn't do that to me would she?? She walked toward the bathroom. My heart sank and I began to get angry! Just before she went in, she turned around, smiled at me devilishly and hooked a finger my way for me to follow her.

I quietly stepped out of the hot tub and walked into the bathroom. There was Tasha, my Asian beauty for the moment, leaning against the vanity. Her legs were slightly spread with her fingers working fast on her smooth pussy. I closed the door behind me and walked over, stopping directly in front of her.

She looked at me with pleading eyes. "You know we can't do anything...if it wasn't for Brett". I silenced her by putting a finger to her lips.

"I know...I want you too...but it wouldn't be right" I told her (and I meant it).

No more words were needed. Tasha reached over and picked up a washcloth and folded it once and bit down on it. She started to masturbate once again. I started stroking slowly. I brought myself to the edge of cumming and held it there. She moaned almost silently into the washcloth. I was determined to watch her cum once more before releasing myself.

I watched as she brought her other hand down to her wet pussy and two of her fingers slide into her wet smooth hole and start moving in and out. Her other hand not stopping its motion on her clit. She pulled the fingers out of her pussy and brought them to my mouth. I sucked them in and finally tasted her sweet juices.

I was moaning and stroking...looking forward to release when I felt her other hand pull my hand away from my rigid cock. She went back to work on her clit and I kept sucking her fingers clean of her juices. I moaned and saw the passion in her eyes. I watched her eyes intently as she went over the edge. She bit the washcloth hard as it muffled her orgasmic moans and groans. I wanted to grab my cock and join her so bad!

When she finally came down she stood up and put her hands on my arms and directed me to lean on the vanity as she had been. Then she picked up my hand and placed it on my balls. I cupped them and massaged them. It felt so good. Her hand then took mine and covered her face with it, inhaling my scent. She licked my fingers and kept inhaling.

She finally took my hand and placed it on my stiff cock. I couldn't wait any longer. I grasped my throbbing shaft and began stroking. There would be no stopping, no turning back this time.

She picked up the washcloth and put it in my mouth to muffle me. My moans came quicker as I approached orgasm. She moved in closer until she had to look down to see me pump my engorged cock.

She started whispering over and over again "oh yeah...oh yeah...oh yeah..." Our bodies kept moving closer until I could feel my pumping hand lightly graze her skin.

She looked up at me briefly then back down at my cock, knowing it was ready to explode and whispered "oh yeah...cum for me...shoot it for me...".

That was all it took. I tried to be as silent as I could, grunting hard as I felt the first contraction in my balls! I leaned the head of my cock forward, touching the head to her skin as the first stream shot out onto her belly. I kept pumping with my hand sending streams of cum all over her stomach! I didn't think it would ever stop!

She just kept staring. She was mesmerized by the sight of me masturbating and cumming on her dark skin. When I came to my senses, I saw her standing in front of me, with my cum dripping down her belly and in her belly button.

I apologized. She said that she didn't mind with a smile. She dragged a finger through the biggest drop and sucked it into her mouth with an audible mmmmmm following. We cleaned ourselves up, emptied the hot tub, got dressed in our sleeping clothes and headed for out separate beds.

She joined Brett, who was still in some far off dream land.

We drove back home with the usual chit chat and headed our separate ways. We never mentioned it again. Tasha gave her notice two months later to return to school. She came home during the following Christmas break and worked at the club for a few weeks to earn some extra cash. That's when she met Sharon. On to the next part of the story.