Chapter 1
Alexander Knight stood looking down into his empty glass, a sardonic smile playing on his handsome, inscrutable features. The bourbon decanter was just within reach and the chief of the V.I.S. poured himself another liberal drink which he downed with the same ease and grace he always displayed in public. Alex Knight had been drinking solidly for three hours, but one would never have guessed. He never got drunk enough not to think. Thinking was Alex Knight's main occupation, and for this, he needed to be in full control of all his faculties.
The lovely Su Ling reclined seductively in her deep softly cushioned chair, watching the handsome man faultlessly attired in evening dress through a cloud of smoke from her cigarette. She was doing quite a bit of thinking on her own ... mainly about Alex Knight. There was one thing, however, that she didn't have to ponder. The man was very attractive. She nestled even further into the cushion and propped her feet onto a convenient stool, showing to full advantage her shapely leg, the full golden length of it showing through the side slit of her Oriental dress.
Su Ling made the delight of all the posh Saigon parties. Nobody really knew much about her, but what they could see was convincing enough. The delicate, expressionless face could sparkle with vivaciousness or take on the suggestive mask of sensuality. She knew how to play with her huge dark almond-shaped eyes and set up volcanoes in the hearts of men and her long, raven black hair tied loosely at the nape of her neck and hanging halfway down her back formed a silky net to which many important information had been caught between whispers of delight.
"Su Ling, you she-cat, what are you thinking about?"
It was Brian Slattery, lurching over from the far corner of the room where he had been talking to another pretty Asiatic girl who had been introduced to him as Sisi her real name was too complicated for an American to remember, she had said coquettishly.
Brian was very drunk and unlike Su Ling, he wasn't very discreet when in such a deep state of intoxication. As he slumped down on the arm of her chair, his hand reached out to caress her outstretched legs. She didn't move.
It was quite a pleasant sensation, she thought, her eyes slitting like a cat's. Glancing across the room, she saw Sisi and a political reporter named Michael Shelby giggling away at some private joke. Both were obviously fairly stoned. Su Ling picked up her glass and relaxed. They had all drunk so much they were enjoying themselves! At this moment, the world could crumble outside who the hell cared!
She looked up at Brian, noticing that his pale blonde hair usually sleeked back on his head, had fallen forward. His hand was getting very bold now, and was edging its way under her dress which had ridden up to her silk-stockinged thighs.
"Brian, you bastard," she murmured in her delightful little accented voice. "Take your hand off my leg. You're getting me hot!"
"What were you thinking about?" he repeated in a thick, drunken voice, ignoring her request.
"I was just thinking how very handsome our friend Alex is looking tonight."
If she had hoped to annoy Brian by this remark, she failed. A happy grin spread across his face.
"Yes, he is an attractive devil, my dear Su Ling."
He called across to where Alex was standing looking down into his half-filled glass.
"Alex come over here. Our Su Ling thinks you're handsome!"
Alex Knight's eyes looked up from his glass. Walking over to where Su Ling was half sitting, half lying, he perched on the other arm of the chair, watching Brian's hand which was still stroking the girl's legs. It was about time, he thought to himself, that he made a pass at this girl. She had been on his staff for some months now, and apart from proving very efficient, she most definitely had other attributes....
Su Ling was surprised when Alex's hand joined Brian's in the exploration of her outstretched legs. She hadn't expected it from the usually distant Alexander Knight, but she didn't object. She wondered if Alex was drunker than he looked. One never knew with the chief of V.I.S. He was always quite charming, but she never quite got over the feeling that there was a lot more to his character than charm. There had to be.
"Don't ofer do it, boys," she murmured as Brian's hand again went under her dress. But she still made no effort to stop him, enjoying the rippling waves of pleasure stealing through her body.
Michael had started the record player, and he and Sisi began to dance in the centre of the spacious, dimly lit room, oblivious to everything except the rhythms beating out from the stereo speakers.
With an imperceptible sigh, Su Ling allowed her golden legs to open slightly, and resting her head back on the cushions, she closed her enigmatic eyes. Alex watched, fascinated, as Brian's hand stole underneath Su Ling's dress. He leaned further forward, aware that his prick was getting uncomfortably stiff in his shorts. Then he followed Brian's example, and allowed his hand to penetrate beneath Su Ling's fucked up dress, to find the soft exciting mound of her sex.
As he gently fondled her hairy mons, Alex had the feeling that time had stopped in the large, richly furnished room. They had left outside the sound and the fury of the war and they were having a party. The couple who were dancing moved slowly, bodies tightly embraced. The two men, bending over the half inebriated girl, were completely wrapped up in what they were doing to her. Methodically, Alex and Brian started to undress Su Ling. She sat up, eyes still closed, and allowed them to take the saffron colored Oriental tunic over her head.
She wasn't wearing a bra and her breasts quivered slightly at the contact of the air, the nipples standing erect. She wore nohing but a brief pair of black lace panties, and her soft pale skin glowed in the soft light. Carefully Alex edged the briefs down over her deliciously rounded hips, exposing to full view the dark bush of her pubic hair. With this last garment out of the way, Su Ling lay back, completely naked, and excitingly desirable.
Brian slid on his knees between Su Ling's open legs. Bending his head, he started to lick her skin like a dog. As the young man worked his way up the girl's legs, Alex rose and swiftly undressed. His huge prick came out in the open, erect and throbbing.
Su Ling examined Alex with undisguised interest in her black velvet eyes. She noticed with growing excitement the firm muscles of his compact body, the broad chest, the flat stomach, and the rearing cock. As he sat down again on the arm of her chair, she ran her hand over his naked body until she had her fingers entangled in his thick pubic hairs. She gave a little gasp as he leaned over once more and delicately, with one finger, traced the receptive channel between the hairs on her cunt. He followed this up by applying his mouth to the burning nipples, rubbing them hard with his tongue, and playfully biting the soft flesh of her perfectly shaped breasts.
She liked this American ... she liked him a great deal. She moaned softly as his finger left her cunt channel and pressed against her vagina lips which peeled open of their own accord. Simultaneously, her hand closed on the wide circumference of Alex's cock which stiffened even further in her grasp. The feel of the thick male rod in her hand, and the stimulus she was experiencing from Alex's finger which had now penetrated her soft orifice, plus his mouth on her stiff little nipples, were all exciting the sensuous Su Ling unbearably.
As her hand slid along the length of his prick up to the wet, quivering crown, his finger was insistently brushing against her rigid clitty, forcing her juices to lubricate the walls of her vagina. She slid further down in the chair, opening her legs wider as she did so. She gasped as suddenly Alex's exciting finger withdrew from her now wet pussy and Brian, who had been licking the tops of her thighs, inserted his tongue in her wide open cunt. A paroxysm of sexual desire filled her with lust as Brian's tongue started to rhythmically brush against her excited clitty, and with a moan, she squelched Alex's wet knob in her hand, forcing it to jerk under the sudden stimulation.
Alex took his mouth away from her delightful nipples and pressing his lips against hers, thrust his tongue between her teeth. His hand played with the jiggling globes of her breasts, teasing the tiny nipples. His breathing was growing heavier as Su Ling continued to masturbate his prick, sliding her hand excitingly over his slippery crown until he felt that he was on the point of spunking all over her hand.
Su Ling hips started to push upwards, and her body writhed on the cushions in anguished lust. Brian's tongue was driving her mad and she was releasing more and love juice into his devouring mouth. It was fortunate that at this point, Alex stood up and pushed Brian to one side, otherwise she may have been unable to control her climax.
Without ceremony, Alex caught hold of her feet and pulled her down the chair onto the thickly carpeted floor, her black hair spraying out behind her in a dark halo. Immediately, his athletic body came at her like a maddened bull, his huge cock pushing with tremendous force up into her cunt. She cried out as the thick fleshy rod stretched her vaginal lips wide part, and he sank between her legs.
Alex was throbbing with mounting excitement. Su Ling had roused him to fever pitch by playing with his cock the way she had. Now, he rammed it between her legs, exulting in the delicious sensation of her vagina closing around it like a tight-fitting glove. He didn't stop until his balls were resting against her butt cheeks.
Su Ling's cries gave way to moans of pleasure as her pussy became accustomed to the side of Alex's cock. Her hands went up around his broad, perspiration-covered back, and as he started to fuck her, her fingernails dug viciously into his flesh. Soon, he was giving her a thorough screwing, his rock hard dick slamming up and down her soaking wet passage in abandoned fury. She could sense the drag of her orgasm rising as his tempo quickened. He had fastened his mouth on hers, but now she pulled it away, rolling her head from side to side and rotating her hips to meet the oncoming thrusts.
They were both lost in the fires of their lust, lifted upwards on the thrilling cushion of an approaching climax. Neither of them was aware that Michael and the pretty, miniature Sisi had stopped dancing, and were watching them with fascinated eyes. They were only half aware that Brian was lying beside them. Still dressed, he had taken out his cock, and while looking on, was masturbating himself. His mouth was open, his expression dazed with alcohol and lust. But Su Ling and Alex were only aware of each other.
The rhythm of their bodies slapping together was growing faster. Alex brought his arms underneath Su Ling's back, crushing her titties hard against his chest, his cock swelling to bursting point inside her moist quim. It was who came first. With a cry, she began to shudder uncontrollably. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them tightly around Alex, and with a gapping moan, felt the stream of milky fluid flowing from the walls of her cunt.
She hardly come to the end of her orgasm when Alex's body stiffened, and his knob-slit to eject a steady stream of spunk into Su Ling's overflowing cunt passage. Unadulterated pleasure took hold of his limbs and senses as he continued to pump a never ending wave of semen into Su Ling's throbbing cunt hole.
But eventually, the force of his climax lessened, and he was just in time to see Brian, who was now lying on his back with his cock still held in his hand, shoot a creamy load of sperm high into the air. Some of it splashed down onto Alex's naked back, leaving white .stains on his tanned skin.
Alexander Knight's party had been quite a success....