Sex and the Squirting Dwarf

Chapter 6

One day, the eighteen-year-old mail order bride Alan had purchased months ago from the Philippines showed up at his door. Marina was not very happy and asked for explanations. Alan said that he wanted to give Trixy an opportunity to a better life and even though she would be staying with them and exchanging her bodily fluids with Alan's, that did not mean his feelings for Marina had changed.

The girl was younger than Marina and far more obnoxious. She demanded the royal treatment and viewed Marina as someone who was there for serving her. Marina who was afraid she was going to lose the only roof above her head did not dare to show her anger.

One night when Trixy was sleeping she started an argument with Alan. She said that he ought to have told her he was expecting a girl from the Philippines. He said that he was not one hundred percent certain that Trixy was going to show up. It did not matter that he had sent her money to buy a plane ticket. These mail order brides were not very reliable.

Marina started sending me messages calling me a bastard for introducing Alan to her. I told her that she should not feel worried. Most girls usually walked out from Alan after a period of several weeks. She took my words the wrong way and started calling me things like rascal and bastard in using the Fujian dialect.

"Do you really believe I'm staying with Alan because I don't have better options in my life?"

"It's not a bad thing to make compromises. Everyone does that at some stage in his life."

"I hope you're right."

When I said "compromises," I didn't mean that Marina would be willing to fuck another girl with a strap-on in front of a fat white guy with a camera. That is what exactly happened. Alan-who was never lucky with Australian girls-was able to make his fantasy of cohabitating with two young Asian girls come true. He slept with them on the same bed and made them do things to each other for the sole purpose of his amusement.

This was too much for Marina. She walked away from Alan and found a job in a Chinese supermarket. She slept in a room with five other girls and made arrangements to bring over her sister over from China.

Her boss was well connected and within two months, her sisters were in Melbourne. The deal was that for the next two years they were going to work at a reduced salary to pay back the cost of having them brought over. The boss also offered them the option for a better-paid job in a nightclub or a massage parlor. They refused and worked instead in the same supermarket as their sister. For the first couple of months they lived in the dorm. A few months later, they rented a tiny apartment in a neighborhood populated by Asian immigrants.

Apart from the job at the supermarket, Marina got a part time job teaching English to kids from Chinese families. Things seemed to be getting better for the three sisters. Marina spent most of her free time writing her English novel. She showed me some fragments. The language was Pidgin English with many spelling and grammar errors. The tone was quite vulgar and the focus of the entire novel seemed to be the dribbly slit between her thighs. Most of it was addressed in the second person-sorta like an overbloated angry love letter to an ex-boyfriend who had dumped her for another woman. The other woman had no name. She was constantly referred to as "The Bitch." At some later stage in the story, the bitch turned into a witch. This gave Marina the chance to introduce some elements of magical realism in the story. The witch urinated in the well and whoever drank from it fell sick with a high fever. To save her grandfather, Marina had to climb a steep mountain to reach a rare plant, which she brought home so that a wise old woman could boil a brew that could save all those who drank from the contaminated well.

"This is going to be five hundred pages long when I'm done," said Marina proudly.

"Make it a shorter. A first time novel should not be so long. You don't have the experience to pull it off. I see that you can write fast but that doesn't mean that everything you put down on the paper is worthwhile. You need to cut it down to thirty percent."

I had come for a visit to her new place and I had chosen the right time. Both of her sisters were out. This gave me the chance to pull my thick member out of my trousers and start shaking it in front of her face. She stared at it with rolling eyes as if she had no idea what she was supposed to do.

She resisted when I tried to shove it in her mouth. I had to settle for a hand job. I put my hands between her legs while she was jacking me off and she moaned loudly. That did it for me. I was overcome by a sudden violent lust. I threw her on the bed and pulled down her pants along with her underwear.

This time she did not resist.

"What time did you say your sister is going to show up?"

"Anytime soon."

Now I was getting nervous. Not knowing whether we had enough time to do it, I put my dick back into my pants. Marina got up from the bed and pulled her pants up. A few minutes later, a taller and hotter version of Marina walked into the apartment.

We shook hands and I introduced myself. Her English was crap but she could understand a few of my words. She was quite serious but did not seem to mind when I laid my hand on the back of her neck and began stroking her. I let my fingers glide down to her waistline before pulling them away.

When her sister went into the bathroom for a shower, Marina told me that her sister does not like foreigners and only dates Chinese boys.

"Hands off!" she warned me. I also reminder her that she was in Australia now and that she was the foreigner.