Me with your asian wife. | 2016

Before reading; my first post, on my main account, because I really do not give a fuck. Thought of this while I was eye fucking an Asian woman with her husband at the store, and wrote it out. Enjoy.

You've invited me into your home; laid down some ground rules, and I quickly agree to them. I see her in the other room, wearing a tight, black, backless dress that meets her every curve and cups her tiny breasts. She is sitting on the bed, facing away from me. You are talking, but I am just nodding along, totally brainless, already dreaming of what I will be doing to her moments from now. She turns to look at me, we make momentary eye contact, and I start to grow hard in my jeans. An eternity passes as her and I look each other up and down. You and I stand up, smiling, laughing lightly as I make a lame joke about heading to the bedroom. I enter the room, and beckon her to her feet. You distance yourself from us, and arrange yourself in a chair in the corner, and start pleasuring yourself as I work on your wife.

She is nervous, I can feel her heartbeat fluttering in her chest like a trapped bird. I stoop down to hug her from the front, smelling her hair, her scent, and then kiss her full on the lips. She responds positively, and I can feel her face grow warm as we lock in a lover's embrace. We kiss for half a minute, and my hands begin to explore the rest of her, massaging her breasts, feeling the nipples harden under my rough hands, and move down to her waist. We break contact, and I can see pure lust in her dilated pupils.

We kiss again. This time, she initiates the kiss, and I feel her small hands run up and down my muscular chest over my shirt, to end up squeezing my ass, while drawing my hips into hers. My already engorged member seems to stretch another inch, straining against the confines of my jeans, urging me to bend her over the bed and fuck her senseless. Not yet. I pull my hands from her front, and mirroring her movements, cup her ass, flipping up the back of her dress to expose her thin cotton panties. She runs a petite hand over the front of my jeans, and breaks away from me long enough to smile and let out a nervous laugh. I smile back and kiss her neck, and pull on the straps of her dress with my teeth, over her shoulder, to expose one breast to the room-temperature air. My lips lock on to her exposed nipple, gently nibbling on it, while my left hand massages the other breast underneath the dress. She sighs out a phrase in a foreign language that I don't understand, but take it for a positive suggestion and continue working on her nipple. While I'm doing this, my right hand is also sliding down the front of her panties, the rough pads of my finger quickly finding her sensitive mound surrounded by fine pubic hair. I run the palm of my hand along the length of her, and her whole body shudders at the contact. I can feel how slick she is, and I worm one thick finger into her tight opening. I pull my focus from her pussy and breasts to help her wiggle out of her dress. She spins around and let's me unzip her from behind, shaking her butt at me as she climbs out. She's still got her sheer panties on, now with a noticeable damp patch in the center of them. She turns her head and looks at me hungrily over her shoulder. Good. Now I've made some progress.

We resume by me grasping her up and kissing her, from the front. I slide my hands down the length of her legs and scoop her into my arms, kissing intently all the while. I set her down on the bed, and begin massaging her mound from the outside of her panties. She lets out another low moan in appreciation, and in response I rock the heel of my hand against her swollen pussy, eliciting another full-body shudder. I run my free hand along her body, marveling at her flawless skin and perky breasts. I move my hands beneath her ass and lift it up in the air, pulling her panties off her legs. I lean my head in and smell her musky aroma, see the dew gathering on her tight little lips. I'm starting to lose control; I untangle myself from her, and undress myself.

I unbuckle my jeans and my manhood jumps out, finally free of its prison, kick off my shoes while tearing my shirt from my body. I need her now, the scent is in me, even if you told me to stop I'd ignore you. I jump on the bed, naked now, sporting the biggest erection of my life, and grab your wife by the legs and bring her dripping pussy to my lap. She's laying on her back with her legs spread and in the air. I'm kneeling now, and grab my dick by the base and gently slap it against her glistening womanhood several times. The head of my penis is huge and swollen, engorged with blood and eager to serve its purpose. I line up with her and begin to work my way inside. She's so tight it hurts, the head of my penis can barely fit into her opening. She grabs the bedsheets with both hands, and lets out a squeal of pain, then rocks her hips into mine, burying my head another inch into her folds. We repeat this motion for the next minuted and a half; me, stock still, watching her take more and more of my manhood into her tight pussy, and her, rocking her hips with an efficient rhythm, rolling every ten seconds to get all of me inside her. She pulls herself into an upright position and, with her pussy still clamped around my cock, begins lifting herself up and down, and I can feel the velvet sensation of sliding in and out of her; I hold her down on my cock so I don't exploded right then and there.

Worried that I'll finish too early, I throw her on the bed, and without ever withdrawing from her pussy, slowly pound her into the bed frame. We are both working our hips back and forth to a tempo only we can match. She stares into my eyes and darts her head forward to kiss me. I kiss back, and we kiss deeply while earnestly fucking. She breaks from me as I pump especially deep into her, arches her neck back and squeals delightedly, then bites me on the shoulder to stifle her orgasm. I stop pumping, and feel her pussy clamp around my cock and squeeze for half a minute. Finally, she opens her eyes and matches my gaze. It would seem that I'm not done yet. Time to mix things up.

I roll on my back and get her to start riding me, cowgirl position. I'm laying up, watching her as her breasts bounce in the air. We continue this way for few minutes, when I feel a familiar tingling in my balls. Still pumping away, I start to speed up the tempo to finish, and come explosively in her pussy. I haven't come in a week, so that pent-up sexual energy translates into a massive load. I continue pumping into her, riding out the throes of my orgasm until I pull my already softening cock from her swollen, abused pussy, and meet her gaze. She slaps me very lightly in the face and chastises me for coming inside her, then we both break into laughter.