
“Do you want to do a test?” I asked.
These were magic words that no Asian could resist. We are brought up for this purpose only. To prove to the human race that our race excels in this — Tests.
“What do you want me to do?” one guy asked.
“The Pin Test,” I replied cheekily. “I want you to Pin me down, snap a pic and I’ll try to escape.”
“I can do it, but why?”
Good question but the pervs would already know the answer to that question and move on to - “Where and when?”
It came to me as brilliantly as all my games and experiments came from. The incessant curiosity of a pussy who can’t stop asking whys.
It was one of my favs thing to do. To be tied up and in essence pinned down. After chatting with Vore guy I wondered if it was a human nature to want to be controlled.
So what was the purpose? The psych of sexual attraction. Was it because I was attracted to the person, or was it just because I was held in a vise that gets me turned on?
Well, of course, it should be fun. Always wanted to do Jiu Jitsu. Everything about it screamed at me. Too bad I never got that chance. Growing up, my parents were too busy working, and I was that latch-key, nerdy, closeted perv kid. That goody child studying for her next test with a romance book hiding under her pillows as she pretended to study when she was actually bookmarking the sex scenes and masturbating to those mind-blowing words later on.
Yes, I am sapiosexual but isn’t what most women are?
For the men who are reading this. Romance books are women’s porn. So if you wanna level up, learn some dirty words. Phone sex works. Had many shattering orgasms from there, and vid sex is always my go-to. Which woman doesn’t like to watch a guy slowly and shyly stripping in front of them? The younger the better.
Power play. Sex isn’t just about the banging of two bodies together. As humans with a more intellectual capacity than our primates and other breathing beings in this world, we are self-aware and so, we are also aware of hierarchy and how using that power play and putting it to good use made for more sexy fun and crazy cums.
Duality. The irony of role-playing. Not gonna lie, I chatted and met with many men in different jobs, positions, ages, kinks, and fetishes. The guys who are more interesting are the unexpected ones. An Executive in a famous company who liked to be Asian pegged, a lawyer who like to streak and film himself running up and down the beach, a scientist on an expedition to the South Pole planning to max his sperm count, the list goes on.
Back to the Pin Test. The surrendering of power. Except, in my case, I prefer the catch-me-if-you-can style. I’m that naughty bitch, the total brat, and that fox finding another burrow.
“So what do I get if I pin you down?” asked a young guy. He was 21, an engineering student that I picked up from another Asian app which was turning to be non-Asian men thirsty to fill their Asian quota.
He was young. I couldn’t expect him to get the point right from the start. “What u wanna do together? What u going to do to me?!!” he asked. Patience took time. He obviously always got his way.
Typical puppy. Those who boast tend to be short-tempered. He was no exception. “I can pin down a person who’s two hundred pounds.”
At first, I didn’t get that. “Sure. Try me,” I laughed. “U start.” In his profile, he said he was great at Jiu Jitsu, he was good at choking.
I couldn’t help myself. It was a dare. I had to respond because that martial arts reminded me of another guy I couldn’t seem to forget. One night of tightly holding me as I fought to break free was explosive enough to make me cum. His bite was addicting too, and him teasing with his unrelenting grip and letting go as I thought I got away, and flipping back on top was too fun.
I had to do the Pin Test.
“How many fishes did u fish with those jiujitsu words? Careful what u hook.” I laughed.
“Hmmm…idk. lol,” he replied.
Clueless boy. “I was just curious,” I said.
“U wanna be a fish?” he asked.
“I’m not a fish. I’m just a cougar passing by.”
“Hmm. So what u wanna do?”
“Watching the puppy play with fire.”
“U wanna watch me?” he asked.
“Ok question. Have u pin down a girl before?” I asked.
“Yeah. In bed or training?” he asked.
“Or has anyone u pin down ever escape?”
“Yeah. They escape sometimes. I let it happen together tho,” he said.
“Why do u let them escape?” I asked.
“I’ll pin u down. What u going to give me?”
“Can’t we play?” I asked.
“We can play. I give u, u give me. :) I’ll make u go crazy. When u free?”
“U sure you’ll pass the pin test?” I asked.
“Yeah, let’s grapple. I have a tournament Sunday. Need to prepare lol.”
“Oh.”
“And I’m competing in a higher weight. 168. Cause I’m 150. So going to be tough,” he said.
“Oh…U r 150?”
“Why?” he asked.
“Cos I’m 160.”
“Oh. How tall r u?”
“5 4,” I replied.
“Hmmm…I’m 5 7,” he replied.
“I have large assets,” I laughed.
No reply.
“Hey. It’s okay. :) I don’t want u to get hurt. Hahaha.”
Again no respond. Then, he unmatched and fled.
1:0. Me to him. This curvy, heavy-asset girl with no jiu jitsu won. Shame for all that fluff.
The net was cast wide. He wasn’t the only one who did martial arts. And why martial arts?
Because grappling could be a dangerous game.
“Do we need a code?” he asked — the guy I couldn’t forget. He was a black belt in Jiu Jitsu. Was he the reason why I’m doing this test? Maybe?
“Sure. How about Melon?” I said laughing.
It started as I climbed up his stairs. He came from behind and pulled me down. We fought and sprinted up the steps. He caught me at the top floor and lifted me up and pushed me against the wall.
“Put me down…you’ll hurt yourself!”
“No,” he said.
“Put me down!” I begged. I was worried he’d be hurt. H would have hurt his back.
“I can carry you. No problem,” he smiled and kissed me hard. He took my legs and wrapped them around his hips.
I squirmed because I wasn’t used to it, though I always wondered how it was to have sex in this position. My ass against his erection, pushing down on him as he shifted me up and down.
“Stop moving,” he growled.
He was strong. My arms wrapped round his neck and I clung onto his shoulders.
For once, I felt I could be me. Not worry about hurting someone because I weighed more. His fingers crept up my thighs and two pushed into my wetness. In and out, he massaged me. Bouncing me up and down. I clenched my my thighs tightly around his waist as he carried me to his bed, and tossed me over like a sack of potatoes.
And then it was Round 2…
I didn’t want someone who didn’t know how to pin me to overdo it. In this test there had to be standards — martial arts, age range 21-30 years old, fit bod, East Asian and normal horniness.
Yes, there is another reason for my test. But, until I’ve met someone who could do this, I can only imagine how it’d be, and so will you.
So what’s the Pin Test really for? Who will win? Stay tune to find out.