Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 143

I Get A Shock On A Cultural Visit.

Not Ryan’s fault but……

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The cultural exchange

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Yes, I was on my way to some unheard of place in China where I would live with a family that I’d never heard of; FOR A MONTH.

As I boarded that second flight I was as nervous as hell and wishing that I’d never volunteered for the exchange. At least I was getting paid for it.

The flight lasted 4 hours and looking at the map I worked out that I was heading to a place not that far from Hong Kong.

When we landed I was directed to yet another flight which was on a little 12 seater plane. That flight lasted an hour and when it landed it looked like I definitely was in the middle of nowhere.

At least the weather was good and it looked like I wouldn’t need all the cold weather clothes that I’d brought.

In the tiny wooden shack that was used as a terminal building I was met by a man who took me out to a motorcycle. As he strapped my case onto the back I looked at him in disbelief. Yes, he did expect me to climb on the back behind him and to hike up my miniskirt so that I could climb on. Thankfully, the man was looking forward waiting for me but a couple of nearby men got a good look at my butt and pussy as I climbed on and straddled the seat.

Off we went with me hanging on to his waist with my skirt still up around my waist. At least my case was behind me covering my butt. The other thing was that the throbbing of the engine was turning me on. When we stopped at a petrol station to get some petrol the man indicated that I should stay on the bike when he got off. Both him and the young man filling the tank were staring at the virtually bottomless me with my legs spread either side of the bike. I confess that I only made a half-hearted attempt to cover my pussy and they both got a good look.

Thirty minutes later we arrived at a big, single story house on the outskirts of what looked like a village.

The family must have heard us arriving because a man, a woman and 2 teenage boys were stood outside waiting.

Now there’s no elegant way for a girl wearing a miniskirt to get off the back of a motorcycle when there’s a man on the front seat and a suitcase strapped behind the seat; and all 4 of the must have got a real eyeful as I carefully stood on the footrests and climbed off, quickly pulling my skirt back down.

All 4 people bowed to me as I walked up to them.

Not knowing how I should greet them I stood in front of each one in turn and bowed to them. The man tried to talk to me but his English was very poor so one of the teenage boys spoke for him. He welcomed me and introduced the others to me, Chung Wang his father, Ling Wang his mother, Wu Wang his brother and himself, Dong Wang. Only the 2 teenage boys could speak any decent English so I guessed that I’d be communicating through them during my stay.

I was taken in and Dong told me that I should go and freshen up then we’d all have something to eat. Dong took me to the back of the house where I was shown to a simple bedroom with a bathroom next door. Telling me to take a shower, Dong sat on the bed and watched me as I opened my case and got my things out.

As I was doing that he told me the same thing that one of the guys back at work had told me; that was that girls were inferior in their culture and that they were there to do the work whilst the men ‘organised’ things.

I asked him about the rumours that some mothers would drown their new born baby if it was a girl. Dong confirmed that it didn’t happen as often as is used to but yes, it still does happen occasionally.

I realised that I was going to have an ‘interesting’ time and wondered how I was going to be treated.

I went into the bathroom and wasn’t really surprised to see that the toilet was just a hole in the floor and that there was a bin for the used toilet paper. I’d read about those and wasn’t really looking forward to it but hey, when in Rome….

I took my skirt and top off, squat down for a pee then got into the shower. When I was done I opened the curtain and picked up a towel, only to find that it was VERY small. I checked the other towel there and it was the same size. Thinking that I’d have to put my dirty clothes back on to go to my room I was amazed to find that they were gone. Dong must have come in whilst I was in the shower and taken them.

Getting quite concerned, I held the small towel in front of me and went back to my room. Dong was still sat on my bed. I looked for my suitcase and the clothes that I had been wearing only for Dong to say,

“Because you are not married you will not be allowed any clothes whilst you’re here; young girls in our culture don’t wear clothes.”

“You’re joking.” I said.

“No; and they don’t hide behind towels; give it to me.”

“Fucking hell;” I thought, “where’s Ryan when I need him?”

“Come on Dong, I’m a guest here, you can’t be serious.”

“Yes I am, give me the towel. This isn’t Beijing or one of the other big cities; out here we still observe our cultural traditions; and that includes visitors who live here for a few weeks. ”

I thought for a few seconds, thinking that I didn’t want to make any enemies, especially one that I would have to communicate through. Was I really going to have to be naked for the whole month? That’s very different to being naked on holiday with Ryan. Suddenly I was grateful that I was in southern China and that the weather was good. I quickly scanned the room, yes my suitcase was definitely gone but at least my handbag and toilet bag were still there. I wondered if my vibrator and pills were still in it, and if Dong had looked into the bag and seen them.

I slowly took the towel from my chest and held it out; only to have it snatched from me by Dong. My hands automatically went to cover my girly bits.

“Good!” Dung said; “you learn fast; and I’m pleased that you look so young. Now get down on your knees.”

I did.

“Spread your knees.”

I did.

“Sit back on your feet.”

I did.

“Now put your hands on the floor behind you.”

I did.

“Push your pussy up in the air.”

I did and I saw Dong’s eyes open wide with surprise; then he smiled.

“What are those?” he asked, pointing to my barbells and clit ring.

I didn’t answer him as he was already getting off the bed and down between my spread knees.

“Argh, I see.” He said as he used his forefinger and thumb to pull first my nipple barbells, then my clit hood one. Then he moved to my clit and gently pulled on it. That caused me to first gasp a little then moan a little as he worked it from side to side.

I felt my pussy get wetter.

“Do all English girls have these?”

“No.”

“Are they made of gold?”

“No.”

“Why do you have them?”

“Because I like them.”

“I see.”

By the time Dong let go of my clit I was quite aroused and very wet. I caught myself wishing that he’d gone further but he suddenly got to his feet and looked down at me.

“That is the position that you will get into whenever you go into a room and find a man there. And that included young men. Understand?”

“Fucking hell!” I thought, “Am I really going to have to expose myself like this every time that I see a man? This place is worse than Ryan getting me to flash at men all the time.”

“Do you understand Tanya?”

“Yes Dong; I understand.”

“One more thing Tanya, keep that shaved smooth. If you don’t, a man will do it for you.” Dong said as he pressed his foot against my pussy.

“Right, get up and follow me.”

Dong led me to their dining room and as the others became visible Dong grabbed my arm and pulled me downwards.

“Down!” he said.

I assumed the position, feeling quite embarrassed as Mr and Mrs Wang and their other son, Wu, all stared at the naked me, all spread out on display for them.



All 3 came over to me, staring at me all the time. Ling Wang was the first to speak but it was in Chinese. Then the other 3 started talking.

One by one, each of them bent over and pulled at each item of jewellery that I had on. Wu laughed as his father pulled my clit from side to side causing me to moan again.

Ling Wang was gentle at first then she pushed a finger inside me before rubbing my whole pussy for a few seconds.

I moaned again, quite loudly, as I got more aroused. I heard Ling say a word that sounded a bit like ‘slut’ as she got to her feet.

Then it was Wu’s turn. He did everything that the others had done, but for longer. As he finger fucked me I reached the point of no return and screamed out as my body started jerking as much as it could with me in that position. I could feel my pussy clamping down on his finger as he held it there and smiled.

As I calmed down Wu pulled his finger out and rubbed it on my clit, causing me to have a couple of after-shocks.

Wu stood up and I looked up to see all 4 of them staring down at me. The embarrassment took over again.

After a few seconds Ling Wang said one of the few English words that she knew, “Come.” I wondered if I should say,

“Yes I certainly did,” or “Yes, okay, I’ll go with you.”

I didn’t say a word. Instead I followed Ling Wang to the kitchen where we picked-up big bowls of food and took them to the table.

The food was only vaguely like that in the Chinese restaurant back in England and I was glad that I’d learnt the art of eating with chopsticks. At least I wasn’t going to starve.

As we ate the 4 of them talked in Chinese, looking at me occasionally. Dong and Wu kept tell me some of the things that they were saying, and what they were told to tell me.

What I learnt over that meal was that: -

Chung Wang liked the way my clit permanently peeks out of my lips. Apparently that’s rare in Chinese girls.

I’d be helping Ling Wang in the house and garden some of the time.

I’d be telling the office staff at Chung Wang’s factory all about England. I asked where that was and Dong told me that it was just round the hill that I’d seen when I arrived.

I’d get 2 skype calls per week, one to my boyfriend and one to Tim, my boss.

I’d be going with them on visits to places of local interest and to a ‘Festival’, whatever that was.

I’d be going to the local school to tell the older boys all about England.

After the meal I helped Ling clean-up then Dong and Wu took me on a tour of the house (as small as it was); then the garden.

It was bad enough being naked in their house but people were passing by outside and they could all see me. Dong was right about the girls; I saw 2 walking by, both as naked as I was. Suddenly I didn’t feel quite as naked.