Vietnamese Residents Nearby

Vietnamese Residents Nearby

Neighbor Stories: A Vietnamese Encounter

This narrative encompasses a singular tale about my neighbor, Ming-Naa, and her daughter, Aooun.

Disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional, with all characters above the age of 18, and any similarities to real individuals are purely coincidental.

In my fourth decade of life post-divorce, I cherished my neighborhood. It was peaceful, secure, and close to home, just 200 meters from my house, there was a country club featuring a large pool and two tennis courts, and most excitingly, a friendly Vietnamese family lived next to me - my neighbors.

I've desired Asian women for a long time, appreciating their petite frames, small chests, and pubic hair. I believe Asian women have various perspectives on foreigners, as they are often perceived as wealthy and enticing. Some perceive us as offers of security, a chance to escape their lives, a child provides comfort and assurance, and a child with a white father is considered more attractive because they appear lighter. Additionally, Asian men treat their female counterparts harshly, many would argue, resulting in "white guys" appearing kinder.

Sex workers in Southeast Asia are in abundance, desperately seeking customers. While attractive, they can be hazardous in several ways, therefore I avoid them. However, there are girls not involved in the sex trade who express interest in foreigners.

Backtracking a decade ago, I was 49, recently divorced from Annie, in Vietnam, and enamored by Asian girls. I delighted in imagining their compact frame, small breasts, and pubic hair, as well as their English accents. Many Asian women are disinterested in foreigners, finding us desirable for several reasons: wealth, a way to escape, children that would secure their lives, and children with white fathers appear lighter.

Some Asian females believe white men treat their partners more compassionately. While I can't confirm this, if it's true, then men of Asian descent likely mistreat their wives.

Having previously visited Vietnam and never forgetting my first time with a young Vietnamese girl, my attention was fixated on Aooun, who reminded me of the encounter between a mother and daughter.

At approximately nineteen years, Aooun was your typical Asian girl - focused on her education and incredibly respectful, addressing me as 'Mr. Steve'. While she was a pleasant girl, I was enamored by the memory of the time I bedded a Vietnamese mother and daughter.

Excluding prostitutes, it was not challenging to find willing Asian ladies.

Once upon a time, a decade ago, I was in Vietnam and frequented a bar in search of female companionship. Instruction: Do not imagine me as a playboy, I merely wanted a decent Asian woman to accompany me for three days. I met Diep, who I discovered was not a prostitute, but was at the bar with her daughter.

The unexpected encounter with both Diep and her daughter astonished me. Standing at 5ft3, 47kg, Diep was slender, sensual, and brown. Her long black tresses, lustrous eyes filled with brazen intentions, and plump Middle Eastern-curved lips captivated me. The first thought that crossed my mind upon viewing her was her ruby red lips almost adorning my stiff cock.

To summarize an unnecessarily lengthy encounter, one night, Diep and her daughter followed me to my hotel.

"I understand you may think I am exploiting you or mistreating you like a bar girl," I said, sincerely, "but I want you to know I care about you. I want you and your daughter to feel secure. I'll cover your food and lodging and escort you safely home," I offered. Being grounded, I added, "I would also like to present you with something extra, something intended to provide further stability."

"It's wonderfully generous of you to offer, but I don't expect it," she said, with a small grin and my hand gliding up the front of her thigh, "feel free to enjoy yourself." Diep was explicit with her intentions and often addressed me as "Sir", incurring arousal.

"Both of you can return to my hotel. We can order room service," I said, as my hand rose towards her warm, lustrous pubic hair, concealed by inexpensive cotton underwear, "Nyang will be comfortable with a film to keep her occupied. Let's select a film with lots of noise to prevent her from noticing any noise outside." This statement led to my hand reaching the very top, making contact with her luscious, hairy vagina.

At one point, I whispered: "I would like to provide you with funds greater than the initial offer." However, she politely rejected my generosity: "You needn't do that, Sir, but it's lovely you'd consider it." My hand continued to stir the intimate body parts.

Diep acknowledged and Nyang, who was thrilled when she found out she'd be seeing a hotel's insides and being able to order whatever she desired. It's unclear what she thought would happen, but it didn't seem to matter. Little did she know I'd be having my way with her mother, perhaps even her. She was pleased with the modest gifts I'd given her and thought of me as a kind man. So blissful, so naïve.

Coming from fairly meager backgrounds, their expressions were worth a fortune as we entered the hotel and later the hotel room.

Nyang rushed out onto the balcony and shouted her delight into the dark night.

Nyang was 18 years old, having inherited most of her mother's features, including her enticing eyes and cheekbones.

She wasn't skinny but reasonably thin. She possessed a plump and well-proportioned bubble butt like her mother. To me, there's nothing sexier than an East Asian woman with curvaceousness, especially now, as I watched Nyang on the balcony and how her alluring butt was delicately silhouetted by the light beneath her.

We placed Nyang on the couch and found a film for her to watch, helping her to place an order for room service. We stayed with Nyang at first, waiting for the room service delivery so she wouldn't have to leave the sofa as we engaged in intimacy.

At a particular moment, I was behind Nyang, having my trousers down to show Diep what was to come. It was only half-hard at the time, but it was getting stiffer knowing that Nyang might at any point turn around to see what her mother was looking at.

"You shouldn't show me like this," she said when I came back (with my trousers back up) to the couch.

"Didn't you like it?"

As Diep and I walked into the bedroom, she said something to her daughter in Vietnamese, and then we exited, leaving her absorbed in the movie.

"Time for you to get naked, Diep," I said upon closing the door.

I sat on the bed, interested in the exquisite form standing before me. She began to dance for me, wiggling her hips slowly while taking off her top. She wasn't wearing a bra, so I got to see her gorgeous, large, impeccable, brown breasts with darker brown nipples the size of quarters.

"Oh yes, those delicious brown breasts you have, Diep," I exclaimed, gripping them in my hands and caressing them, manipulating them slightly. My fingers brushed against her nipples, causing them to poke up.

Diep knelt in front of me and took my cock into her small mouth. I stroked her hair, enjoying the warmth and wetness of her oral attentions.

Though it was incredibly attractive to watch her black hair swishing back and forth and the sensation of her tiny mouth attempting to take as much of me into her as possible, there was something missing. I wanted Nyang to witness me planting my army inside her mother.

After a satisfactory blowjob, I put Diep on the bed and slid my thick cockhead against her modest pussy, sensing it grip as I sunk into her hairy pussy, immediately thrusting hard and deep, pounding my balls hard against her buttocks.

She screamed out loudly as I entered her so roughly, and before long, I heard the sound of the TV volume being reduced. Soon, Nyang dropped into the bedroom.

Diep was unaware. All she was aware of was my cock hard and deep within her, me pulling it out only to thrust it back in. I adjusted my position to allow Nyang a clear view of my colossal cock going in and out of her mother.

"I wish Nyang could see me fucking you like this," I remarked, looking at Nyang and continued: "I wish she could see her slutty mother getting fucked like this."

Diep was only half-listening, but the knowledge that her daughter was both watching and listening made my cock feel larger and harder than it had felt in a while, so I was screwing Diep furiously hard, for my own pleasure and for the sake of my audience.

"Nyang's cunt is probably tighter," I said, "perhaps she's still a virgin. I wonder if she would like to feel my cock inside her like this?" [attempted love making]

Diep heard me and began resisting. She protested by saying 'No' a few times, but I held her down and kept pounding into her. I felt her cunt muscles contracting, becoming more frequent, and her breathing growing louder.

"Nyang's here," I remarked, "she's watching!"

However, I believe Diep didn't hear me or she simply didn't show any sign that she did.

With one hand on the bed for support, the other loosely around her neck to control her, I continued to have my way with her, much to her pleasure. She released numerous breathy "Oohs" and "Aaahs" with each thrust. She held my arms as I kept fucking her vigorously.

"Ooh...Ah...Ah..., Uhm.., I'm ...AAH..., I'm coming...!!!" She screamed out as she grasped my arms when I tightened my grip around her neck.

Nyang had come closer and I realized she had her hand up her skirt.

Suddenly, Nyang removed her top, revealing her beautifully uncovered light-brown breasts with dark brown areolas and perky nipples that are as thick as the tip of a pinky.

Then she dropped her skirt to the floor, and seconds later, she stood right next to me, only wearing a pair of white cotton panties.

I observed Nyang work the underwear down over her hips, baring her patch of curly hair as she did so, making me gasp. "Jesus Christ!" I exclaimed.

Her legs spread to show her glistening pink slit, framed by a perfectly trimmed black triangle.

With one hand on Diep's throat and my other hand in between her daughter's legs, I continued to penetrate her without restraint. Her body twitched as I felt her move involuntarily.

With a look of shock, Diep's back arched as her orgasm emerged like a massive sea creature breaking the surface.

She looked up into my eyes and my hand between her daughter's legs in disbelief. "FUCK!!!!" She exclaimed as her body jerked and trembled like a rag doll. "Aaaaaaaaah...!" She let out a glorious cry.

I carried on relentlessly fucking her as I felt my orgasm nearing. Pushing further, I let it build, getting more intense, then suddenly I withdrew and held my cock as I approached her face just in time to culminate.

The first jet hit her face in surprise. The next stream flew over her extended tongue and into her open mouth, as did the following one, until my legs threatened to give way, and the final two streams of cum shot into her beautiful face and neck.

Breathless and on unstable legs, I plunged my dick into her mouth as she gazed at me in confusion and disbelief while my sperm slid down her face.

Nyang's hand was still between Diep's legs as she pulled away with reluctance. Diep looked at me and then at Nyang with astonishment and disbelief while my spunk seeped from her face.

"Nyang is sorry, Sir. She was told to stay out, Sir!"

"I think Nyang wants me to fuck her. Her cunt is wet and ready. She wants me inside her," I mentioned.

"Nyang is sorry, Sir. She's a virgin," she replied.

"I want to fuck her and her cunt is saying she wants to get fucked. I'll give you another 10,000 pesos, but I have to fuck her," I insisted.

There was another exchange of words before Deep agreed.

"You must use a condom, Sir. She is a virgin."

Nyang walked over to me and looked into my eyes. I couldn't speak for a moment.

My gaze passed over her petite frame. She was over 5 feet tall, maybe 5' 2". Her ample breasts (bigger than most Vietnamese her age, which was fine), with dark brown nipples protruding. Her skin tone was a light coffee.

She had large sparkling eyes and a smile fit for toothpaste advertisements.

And the stunning vagina. Shielded by thick, silky-looking, glistening black hair, trimmed neatly.

She looked innocent, but she no longer had a childlike demeanor. Her face was red and her eyes gleamed with lust. She looked ready to breed. Ready to lose her virginity.

'So innocent,' I thought. 'So fucking innocent.'

"You're wet, girl," I said, "Good. I hope it's for me, but if it's not, at least it'll make the process easier."

Once more, I slipped my hand in between her legs. She shuddered and turned her head as I parted her lips with a rough finger, my method crude yet effective. Her body reacted as I knew it would. Every woman had a slutty side; all you had to do was bring it out.

"You're wet, girl. Good. I hope that's for me, but if not, it's still helpful," I repeated, as again, I slid my hand between her legs.

She shivered and moved her head, as I opened her lips with a coarse digit, my tactic rough but efficient. Her body responded as I expected it to. Every woman was a little bit of a slut; you just needed to bring it out of them.

"Yes, sir," she groaned weakly, and her hips moved on their own, pushing slightly against my fingers. Her legs moved apart, and her feet slid across the wooden floor.

I slid my hand between her legs, and her breathing became smoother. Her nostrils flared widely as she took deep breaths, and she moaned softly as she exhaled. She was soaking wet.

Standing naked in front of her, I placed my hands on my hips and watched her reaction as I held my large, thick member in my hand and presented it to her.

It probably appeared massive to Nyang, and I don't even know if she'd ever seen or touched a hard penis before. I was quite proud of my member, the way the veins crossed its length, making it seem menacing, like the sexual organ of some dragon or a strange alien being. The rounded head, flattened on top, was red and pulsing with blood, and the opening at the other end seemed directed at her.

I pushed her head down towards my thick cock, and with a lust-filled moan, Nyang immediately began to suck it as if her life depended on it. She was clumsy and it was obvious this was her first time. However, the sight of her beautiful lips wrapped around my cock was very sexy.

She moaned with lust and sucked my cock vigorously, making hard thrusting movements with her head while her hair whirled around her head and face.

Then, just as abruptly as I had forced my cock into her mouth, I withdrew it. A string of saliva hung from her lower lip to the tip of my cock before snapping free as she looked up at me in disbelief.

I carried condoms in my luggage. You should never go to any Asian country without condoms. It's not always easy to use them, and some women don't want to, but it's a good idea to have them.

Nyang didn't want the condom. There was some more arguing between them, but I was getting used to that. Although I couldn't understand a word they were saying, I sensed that Nyang wanted my cock inside her without a condom, as she had just seen happen with her mother.

Diep interrupted the argument and awkwardly made mixed statements to me in English, like "She is a bad girl" and "She is a good girl, really, Sir" and "please, Sir, please with the condom." Nyang continued to clutch my hand, which was still very warm and damp, while they argued.

I ignored both of them and pulled Nyang onto the bed so that I was on top of her. Her opening was moist and ready. I played with her a bit more by using my fingers, and then I used my mouth and tongue on her; she was sweet, hot, and a bit salty—she liked being licked.

However, I wanted my cock inside her, and I guessed Nyang wanted it too. She was moving her thighs together after I stopped licking her.

Diep placed her hand over her eyes, perhaps not wanting to see her daughter being defiled in this way, or pretending it had nothing to do with her.

I looked down at Nyang and caressed the length of my cock so she could see it's hardness. I opened a little sachet holding a condom. It was pink, ribbed, and lightly scented, which was good because I'm not a fan of the rubbery odor condoms used to have. Nyang observed me slide it over my stiffness. She made a face—she didn't like the condom, but I agreed with her mother—it wasn't fair to give her a pregnancy and spoil her education, even if she was a cock-hungry slut.

I rubbed the tip of my very hard cock-head encased in the condom along her slick slit, and she was so wet and ready that it slipped easily into her entrance, with her body warmly accepting it.

"I don't think I'll be doing that," she said. She slid her legs closed and tightly squeezed her thighs together, trying to move away. My laughter filled the room as she began to softly cry.

"Not so hungry for a big white cock...are you?" I teased, smirking down at her. I actually liked that she was fighting back; it added a little excitement to the situation. I grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the end of the bed. Then, I slowly entered the eighteen-year-old Vietnamese girl's tight vagina.

"Aiiiiiiieeeeee!" [Nyang] cried out. The fear of being mounted that way caused her to fight back. She tried to kick her way out of my grip, but I was too strong. Her struggles were limited to frantically thrashing her upper body and grasping the sheets in an attempt to pull herself away.

My lust suddenly skyrocketed. The fight was like gas to the fire. I pulled the tiny girl to the end of the bed by her ankles, and I slowly penetrated the Vietnamese girl's eighteen-year-old pussy.

"Aiiiiiiieeeeeee!" [Nyang]

Nyang's scream pierced the air, yet it didn't faze me. I was so focused on the delight of my erection being embedded in the young woman's delicate canal. Her hymen barely posed a barrier as I burst through it.

"You're tighter than your mother!", I exclaimed as I thrust inside her virgin pussy.

I paused with my whole length encompassed by her, savoring the gasps from the slight body beneath me. Then I withdrew partially, leaving a hint of blood on the condom. I knew Diep was telling the truth; she really was a virgin. I inserted it back within her, eliciting another moan, and started building a smooth rhythm inside her. Soon, my thrusts filled her with rhythmic motions, coated with blood and her juices of arousal.

Nyang screamed again, but it was more from shock than pain. The pain was already receding and being replaced by a different sensation. The forceful pounding inside her began to generate pleasure, despite her disgust, and she gave in to it. Her voice soon urged me on.

"Oh! Oh god! Oh, yes, god. Yes, Sir! Yes!"

I heard a sharp breath from Diep, and for a moment, I considered what she might be thinking, witnessing me violate her daughter's virginity.

The slut was urging me on! I increased my movements, my ball sack slapping against her hip and thighs as I pushed, in and out; in and out.

"You wanted this, you little slut!", I said fiercely as I drove the entirety of my dick deep within her; she was tight, I could sense the resistance of her narrow vagina, and she cried out as she felt her narrow canal being completely opened up for the first time. I felt my tool clasped along its length by her tight cunt.

I clenched my teeth, determined to provide her with a Fuck she'd never forget, and in that, I succeeded. She would never forget this day; it would serve as a standard for all her future unions. Not many would satisfy her after this.

I pulled out and made her get on all fours. I removed the condom, entered her from behind, and her hips begun to rock against me, taking me deeper still, until her cervix was receiving the brunt of my pounding. She constricted me with her inner muscles, milking my big tool for each sensation, and her cry of pleasure increased.

Suddenly she stiffened, and I knew what followed. She moved with me, striving to keep the smoothness that would result in her orgasm, and hoping to mirror my satisfaction.

I was out of control. My breathing was hurried, and my thrusts were closer together. Suddenly, my gasping dissolved into words.

"I'm gonna cum!" I shouted, my pitch elevated. I lost all control; now, it was her responsibility to bring us both off at the same moment. As my fingers dug into the flesh of her hips, she moved with me, grinding herself against me.

"Yes, Sir! Cum in me...I want semen!"

Her final words were all I heard before, with one powerful thrust, I cried out as I exploded into her. The next, heavier gush of cum covered her tight channel. Simultaneously, the intensity of her cries joined mine.

Once I pulled out and flopped onto my back next to her, my cock traced a path of blood and slime over her tanned thigh. Nyang continued to lie on her stomach, her fists still entwined in the bedsheets. She smiled at me, barely lucid.

"That was enjoyable, Sir.", she uttered. "It hurt, that's accurate, hurt?"

"Yes, it was accurate, however it eventually turned for the better?"

"Yes. I like your penetration."

After a lengthy shower with Diep, we started making love again, with Nyang watching.

On the balcony, Diep bent over, displaying her firm, tight ass.

I glided my thick fingers over her small clitoris. She moaned as I positioned my face there, my strong tongue licking and examining her little puckered holes. I alternated between the nub and her anus, then I gave her anus my full attention. She expanded, her anal sphincter pulsing with my intrusion.

"Fuck me!", she pleaded.

I went for a condom.

"No...no condom! I wish to feel you bare inside my anus!"

"Alright...wait a second..." I dried my hand wipes it on my hips.

I chose a trusty bottle of Durex lubricant. Unscrewing it, I squeezed a generous dose of the oil onto her anus and near her sphincter. I rubbed the surplus lubricant onto her dark anal area.

I reached in, lubricating my hand with my saliva. I spit on the anal opening of her sphincter, and returned my hand to my prick.

"No...no lubricant! I want your raw cock in my sphincter!"

"Looks so great," I said, caressing my slimy shaft.

Diep's anus pressed against the crown of my thick member. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she attempted to loosen her sphincter.

"Ready?"

She nodded, the strain increasing.

Positioning the tip of my sheathed penis at her greased-up back door, I applied pressure.

"Oh God!" she cried out, and I realized she wasn't quite ready yet. Then, with a sudden moan, the head entered her depths, causing a tremble in her knees.

The digital preparation and generous lubrication eased my shaft inside her rear.

Shortly, my entire member was inside her anal cavity, her sphincter spasming, carrying her orgasm through her bloodstream like waves of elation.

"You okay?" I questioned, apprehensive over her apparent discomfort.

"Yes... Better than fine," she moaned, "I feel like a queen."

I allowed her some time to adjust to the penetration and then she started humping her hips against me, anxious with my delicacy.

Picking up both hips, I began thrusting gently at first, but with mounting urgency as her vocalizations grew louder, her head firmly placed in a pillow, arms sprawled.

Diep's anus was "snug," but it emanated a warmth akin to a blacksmith's furnace. With more thrusting, I sensed her O-ring loosening.

"Yes, please deeper," she moaned. I grabbed both hips and glided my broad girth deeper into her rectum, my penis penetrating her deeply. She exclaimed as I smoothly plunged my rod in and out along the entirety of my shaft, my moans speeding up her urge.

She orgasmed, perspiration dripping from her, dripping onto the dusty floor; her rectum pulsed, her pussy drenched.

I thrust deeper, moaning enthusiastically until I was forcefully impaling her up to the root of my penis, balls thrashing against her vulva with each stroke.

"More... more.... Yes!"

With a roar and gasp, she sensed my semen surge through the length of my shaft, splitting her sphincter deeply as it spewed into her brown passage.

Diep shivered and bucked for several moments as her anus unleashed wave after wave of orgasm, hitting the end of her rectum each time.

Considering the good fortune and Diep's expertise, I figured my ball sack possessed little strength left. I wanted to observe her gaping, but extracting my strained rod from her delectable ass was impossible.

"I'm about to come," I uttered, wondering about the piquant climax I might possibly experience.

"Cum inside me," She yelped.

I caressed her breasts, squeezing her dark brown nipples. The moment they started expanding between my fingers was enough to trigger my orgasm.

I held Diep's hips tightly and plunged my pulsating training rod as deeply as I could into her anal cavity. My balls erupted, and I lost consciousness for a brief moment due to the intense pleasure.

"Fuck!" Diep yelled out, her body rigid, her head tilted back, and her eyes huge, "It's so damn deep!"

She tried to wriggle free from my grip, looking uncomfortable or maybe in pain from how deep I drove my engorged penis into her pucker at the moment of climax.

When the euphoric feeling subsided, Diep relaxed and began chuckling. Droplets of perspiration adorned my brow, and upon opening my eyes, I noticed that a layer of grime covered Diep's tanned skin.

Suddenly, inexplicable sensations hit my brain. Diep was actively exercising her anal muscle, strangling my rapidly shrinking cock. Only seconds later, a repulsive string of white fluid erupted from her arse and pooled on the ground.

"Mm, tasty!" Nyang murmured while rolling my sperm in her mouth.

Her next actions stunned me. Nyang crawled onto her knees, located the wet spot, and approached it. She knelt over it, unhesitating.

[Between her lips and her mother's gape]

Playing with my crude seed, Nyang rolled my sperm in her mouth before moving to her mom. They kissed and shared my smutty spunk.

"Mm, scrumptious!" I heard Nyang quietly remark.

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Since then, I have had a preference for Vietnamese girls. When I found out a Vietnamese family would be moving next door, I was incredibly thrilled, and eagerness. My wife knew nothing of my Asian fixation.

Aooun's parents were friendly and, in fact, Aooun's mother, Ming-Naa, was hot but had a serious demeanor. The father, unsurprisingly, was rarely home, and I learned that he worked in New York. He was probably only at home for a week out of the month.

Aooun left for college. Her parents were anxious that she was going so far and college girls could potentially pollute her mind.

I realized Aooun's mother might just be overly cautious and critical, like when she expressed her disapproval of how Aooun was dressing a bit too maturely or wearing makeup.

....

It was just after school had ended, and I was in my garage working on a project when I heard my name being called out.

"Hey, Steve."

I glanced up and didn't recognize the face, but the voice was slightly familiar to my ears.

"It's me, Steve. Remember me?" she giggled with her distinctively sweet laugh. Aooun's parents were standing beside her as they prepared to get into their car to go somewhere.

However, Aooun didn't look the same as she had eight months earlier; gone was the adorable, innocent little girl with thick glasses. Instead, she looked downright appealing, if not desirable. She had grown taller, lost baby fat, and had a few curves along with some impressive legs.

"Hello, Aooun. How was your first year?"

"Better than expected, and I got straight A's. The football team was entertaining to watch, too."

"That's great. You should tell me about it sometime."

Aooun's parents waved and smiled as they got into their vehicle.

As they drove off, Aooun gave me a small, secretive smile and wave. Her smile had evolved, and she looked more tempting than ever.

Over the following weeks, I spotted Aooun hanging out with her friends near her home, and she appeared to be having a blast. Her mom informed me that Aooun would have two weeks of fun in the beginning, one week of relaxation in the middle, and another two weeks dedicated to studying for the new academic year.

I was in my garage when Aooun walked out to the mailbox while wearing a pair of tiny shorts and a t-shirt. She looked insanely sexy and edible.

"Hi, Steve."

"Hello, Aooun. How are you enjoying your summer?"

"It's good, but disappointing at the same time. My mom is forcing me to study four hours a day for the next five weeks."

"That's tough. It will all be worth it in the end."

"I know. But I want to have fun." She smiled slightly.

I couldn't help but notice Aooun's flawless thighs. Also, I'd noticed her slightly noticeable nipples through her shirt, and I couldn't help but imagine what her naked body might look like.

"So you got straight A's, which is impressive."

"Yes." Aooun's expression changed to something that seemed more sexual as she added, "But the temptation to skip study time and have fun was so strong. I didn't even date. Sometimes, we'd go to games and eat pizza with friends, but that was about it."

Teenage boys weren't her type, she confirmed.

"Maybe next year you'll meet someone better," I offered.

"I doubt it." Aooun giggled. "I'd better get back to work. See you later."

"Alright. Great chatting with you, Aooun."

I couldn't take my eyes off her ass as she left, just as it swayed gently and called out to me for... well, a drilling. I thought to myself to keep my distance because she was only 19, lived close by, and I knew her family. But she was certainly attractive.

I noticed Aooun and her sister, Ming-Naa, going to the gym frequently, drawing attention with their tight yoga pants.

"Hello, Steve."

Aooun waved when she stopped at the mailbox. I also recall that her parents' cars had vanished.

"Hey, Aooun. Now that you're entering your second year at college, you can call me Steve, no need for the 'mister.'"

"Oh, ok. But around my parents, I'll still call you Mr. Steve. They're so traditional about respect."

"I get it." My penis was excited.

We talked for approximately 30 minutes and Aooun appeared to enjoy the attention. Eventually, she left and the process of checking her butt and turning around to look at me repeated itself. Good gravy, I craved that ass, and woman... let's just say she had transitioned.

The next week, I found myself in a restaurant with friends watching a baseball game when I noticed a bunch of girls at a large table. I took a closer look and spotted Aooun - with a margarita. She must've obtained a fake ID since this place carded pretty much everyone. I wanted her to see me so I could tease her.

I decided to get up and take a longer route to the restroom so I could pass by their table.

When Aooun noticed me, she froze. I simply winked at her to let her know that her secret was secure.

The remainder of the time, we exchanged glances and she even gave me a few smoldering looks.

Two days later, she came over as soon as my garage door opened.

"Mr. Steve. I mean Steve. Please don't tell my parents. They'd ground me if they discovered what had happened."

"Don't stress. I won't say a word. But you'd better be cautious with your driving and keep it low-key."

"Thank you, Steve," she said, almost jumping into my arms. My penis overflowed immediately. "Thank you, thank you."

It was a bit uncomfortable and our eyes met. I stepped away, but Aooun didn't appear to comprehend the impact she was having on me, until she seemed to notice the bulge in my shorts and blushed slightly.

We chatted for about 15 minutes, but the subject of our mutual attraction was now impossible to ignore. Man, I longed for her vagina, though it was too taboo.

"Steve it's okay. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I mean..."

"Aooun it's fine. No problems." My penis was thrumming with excitement.

Suddenly, Aooun morphed. No longer was she the neighbor girl. Instead, she was a stunning Vietnamese woman that I desired. I looked at her, and the sexual tension in the garage was intense.

"My Mom treats me like a child. She believes I'm growing up too fast. She even asked me if I was still a virgin. Can you imagine?"

"Ah, Aooun. That's what Moms do."

"Well, I came close to telling her that I've kissed a few guys and they've even touched me, you know where, but that would be inappropriate. But I'd love to see her reaction."

"Aooun, I'm not sure this conversation should continue."

"Perhaps you're right," Aooun said, her phone sounded a text. "Oops, my Mom is on her way home."

A couple of days later, I stepped out to my backyard to examine a new tree I'd planted. I walked towards the fence and sensed some moaning. I thought I had some privacy with a good barrier of trees and bushes shielding my side from Aooun's parents' house. I moved closer and heard the clear sounds of sex. I believed Aooun's parents must have been having a tryst when I noticed the upstairs windows were closed and the loud noises could not have originated from behind closed windows. Instead, they were coming from the downstairs dining room.

I ducked into the greenery and encountered a stunning surprise.

On the table was Ming-Naa getting pounded ferociously by a former neighbor, Brad, on the dining room table. This former resident had moved away almost a year ago and there had been no interaction between them that I remembered. Ming-Naa had a sensational body. She was on the edge of the table with her arms stretched out, gripping the edge, as Brad performed the act.

I took a couple of pictures and recorded some of the action. I was envious of Brad, who was thoroughly ravishing Ming-Naa - I had to record this, though I wasn't sure why.

Ming-Naa was speaking in Vietnamese as Brad persisted, and then she suddenly pushed Brad away and grabbed her phone. I chuckled to myself because I suspected Ming-Naa had instructed Aooun to text when she was on the way home so she could supervise her daughter's movements, but in actuality, she was letting Brad and his handsome penis know to depart - no kiss was exchanged. It was just a vaginal plowing session for Ming-Naa.

The rest of the day, I couldn't stop thinking about how incredible Ming-Naa looked with her back arched while being fucked senseless. I checked the pictures and the video and jerked off while watching. I found it incredibly sexy to hear Ming-Naa speaking in Vietnamese as Brad hammered her pussy.

I contemplated the situation and decided that I would never use the photos to blackmail Ming-Naa for sex or a threesome with Aooun, but I could if she ever accused me of trying to seduce Aooun and discovered this information. It was like a safety net.

In the following days, whenever I would see Ming-Naa get into her car or work in the front yard, I considered her differently. I didn't judge her, but I did wonder if her husband was unfaithful too. He was a handsome man who worked out regularly and ran a lot, so it seemed likely he had another woman.

One day, Aooun visited me in my garage, and everything started over again - the subtle glances and double-meaning statements. Thanks to my "insurance policy" on my phone, I had a different response to Aooun's words.

"Do you mind if I ask you something, Steve?"

"Sure."

"Have you ever considered getting married again? My mother mentioned that she has a friend who would be perfect for you. Vietnamese women enjoy playing matchmaker sometimes. Do you find Asian women attractive because she is Vietnamese? She is very appealing."

"Actually, I do contemplate marriage frequently."

"And..."

"And what?" I questioned.

"Do you find Asian women attractive?"

"Yes, I do. I like small women and dark hair."

When I said that, Aooun looked at me as if a bell had rung. She stopped, stood there, and appeared to be thinking deeply. I got the sense that she was fishing.

"I can encourage my mother to set something up for you, if you want me to, without technically mentioning it to you. Meanwhile...."

We were almost touching the door leading to the house. There was a tangible tension in the air, and my erection was painfully obvious.

All of a sudden, we both pressed the button to close the garage door. We stared at each other for a moment. I pushed her towards me and kissed her. Aooun didn't hesitate and slipped her tongue into my mouth.

"I've been dying to kiss you all summer," she said.

I remained silent, just pulled her back to me and kissed her more passionately. Aooun swiftly pulled off her shorts and t-shirt, leaving only her tiny panties on. She then pulled my shorts down and went to town on my cock, as if she was trying to ensure we didn't change our minds and realize we were doing something irrational. Aooun's tongue maneuvers were incredible; it was as if she had seen porn or was still a virgin.

"Oh, Aooun. You have no idea how amazing this is." I couldn't believe what was happening.

"Yes, Mr. Steve. I want to please you," she said enthusiastically.

As I watched her go to town on my cock using her lips and tongue, I realized how turned on I was. My balls were getting warmer, and the sight of Aooun on her knees with my erection in her hand was almost too much to handle. What I wanted most was to lap up at her virgin, young Vietnamese pussy.

Without any words, I carried her into my bedroom. On the way, we were still passionately kissing. Aooun tore her panties off, revealing her virgin pussy, which I couldn't stop salivating over.

She quickly crawled over to me like a sex-starved predator. Aooun's appearance was both innocent and slutty at the same time; she was working hard to become a woman.

"Keep a s takeling my penis. You're so sexy," I whispered.

I moved to a chair in the corner of the room, and Aooun crawled over to me like a hunter. She looked so innocent and slutty at once.

"Continue, baby," I said, lifting my cock towards her mouth.

Aooun resumed licking and sucking my shaft. She then switched to licking and sucking my balls. I felt how much she enjoyed the taste of my precum by constantly licking each drop that appeared. Aooun will one day be an excellent cock-sucker.

"Yes, baby. Lick and suck that cock."

"Mr. Stephen, your penis feels so warm in my mouth. I want you completely inside me." Aooun tried to take as much of my cock into her mouth as possible, but unfortunately, she couldn't get much more than half of it down her throat before she started gagging.

"Oh fuckkkkk yes. Keep sucking Aooun. Take my entire cock. You're so good at sucking cocks," I lied.

My balls were getting hot, and the sight of hot, little Aooun on her knees between my legs was on the verge of bringing me to orgasm. I decided to give her my load.

"Yes, Aooun. Yes, I love this."

"Oh, Mr. Steve. Yes, I want to eat you."

"Ahhhhhhh. Yessssss. Ahhhhh." I exploded, covering her face with hot ropes of cum. I could feel her struggling to swallow it, questioning what was transpiring.

"Gulp that cum, Aooun. Ohhh, fuck yes!"

Aooun's eyes were glazed over as she looked up at me, still swallowing. Witnessing her lick the cum off her lips made me release another load onto her chest. When she saw the sticky bead of cum at my entrance, she examined it closely before licking it up while maintaining eye contact with me. She then used her finger to wipe up the cum on her chest and sucked on it, causing my cock to throb. Kissing her and tasting my cum on her tongue sent my dick into overdrive.

"That was enjoyable," Aooun said so innocently. "My first time."

"Well, fuck yes... now it's my turn to taste you," I revealed. I helped Aooun get up and she went back to the bed, removed her panties, and revealed her well-groomed black slit.

"Are you ready, Aooun? Just lie back and relax and let me bring you pleasure."

Aooun was panting heavily as I kissed her and relished the taste of my cum. I moved down to her perky breasts and her dark brown nipples tightened as I softly nibbled on them. When I sucked them slightly harder, she pulled my head into her and began groaning.

"Yes, harder. Suck them harder, Steve. I want it."

I was indulging in her perfect nipples when I started touching her with my fingers. Her skin was silky smooth. I lightly traced her pussy and detected the heat emanating from it. I moved down her slender, nineteen-year-old body.

"Don't stop, Steve. I want you to eat my virgin pussy. Please eat me," she entreated.

I was overcome with excitement - to once again feast on a virgin Asian pussy, ten years later. Before I dove in, I took her panties and licked her pussy through them, then I removed them and handed them to Aooun, but she shook her head.

"No, these are for you to keep," she said with a lewd grin.

"Oh, yes. Yes. Oh Aooun," she whimpered as I licked her wetness. "Yes, yes. Oh Steve," she panted as I lapped up her juices. "Fuck yes. Ahhhhh."

I became engorged.

I was completely immersed in her pussy lips, clit, and opening. Aooun was flooded with passion.

I focused on her clit and she was moaning loudly. Her back arched instantly. I slipped a finger inside her and found that she was still a virgin but had already used a toy.

"Yes, I'm still a virgin, but my toy took care of that," she mentioned, referring to my observation.

I was relieved that I didn't have to worry about her bleeding and that she had some experience with penetration. But I would be her first cock. However, I was not ready to penetrate yet; I was fully enjoying myself as I feasted on her with my mouth and tongue.

"Oh, Aooun. This feels fantastic. Oh my God. Yes. Please make me cum. Oh yesssss. Ahhh, ahhhhh." Aooun climaxed, her body trembling.

Knowing she was at her limit, I stepped in and lined up my dick with her.

"Eerrrrrr. Ohhhhhh," she moaned.

She was so snug, moist, and warm. Her walls were velvety smooth. I began to thrust my cock into her gently and her breathing was so loud.

"Take my white cock, Aooun. Tell me what you want."

"I don't know, Steve... Just fuck your little slut," she urged.

I began to give her a firmer screw to see how she would react. Feeling her body buck and gasp was impressive. And she appeared to love it.

Eager to savor herise for as long as possible, I chose to slow down.

"What? Why?"

"Straddle me, Aooun."

Aooun didn't hesitate, jumped onto me, and began rocking her pussy back and forth. Then, she changed to riding up and down, each time she bottomed out she groaned.

"My God, you are so thick. I can feel my pussy stretching."

The view of her pussy riding my shaft was incredibly alluring. Watching her stretch out her tiny hole was mind-blowing. I observed her riding me passionately. Eventually, she started fucking me on her own, raising her soaking pussy up and down my slick shaft.

Aooun had one hand cupping her breast while the other was pushing down on her mound just over her area.

"Fuck me, Aooun. Fuck me."

"Steve, you can cum in me. I have a pill to use in case," she informed me. "So cum in me. Ohhhhh fuck I'm cumming. I'm cumming."

I was pushed to the limit by what I heard – I ejaculated into Aooun's eager vagina, covering her insides with my sizzling semen. With each contraction, the liquid could be heard.

"Oh, yes. I can feel your warm cum," Aooun rejoiced. "Oh my, fuck yes," she continued in ecstasy as she experienced another powerful orgasm.

Aooun toppled onto me as she proceeded to lick my nipple, and then she switched to the other one.

She descended downward and started licking my penis. As I pulled Aooun's hips towards my face, I relished the chance to taste her juicy, cum-filled womanhood. In a matter of minutes, I was rock hard again.

I pushed her away and guided her into a doggy position. Her hot ass and hips enticed me.

I forced her down so that her back was arching. Right before I could do anything, Aooun reached between her legs and guided my penis into her vagina. A trail of cum was running down her leg.

"Give it to me, Steve," she pleaded. "This is my dream position. I've always finger-fucked myself this way."

"Your dream is no longer a dream, Aooun; take my cock," I urged, fiercely fucking her.

There was no tenderness this time, it was an intense fucking of Aooun. This time it took me a while because of my earlier orgasms. I started to imagine Aooun's mother being enjoyable, and that made my erection strong.

"Fuck me, Steve," she screamed. "Give it to me. Fuck my Vietnamese pussy. Give me that white cum. Do it. Harder."

I was astonished by how vocal Aooun was, demonstrating she had undoubtedly seen pornography.

"Yes, Aooun. Take my cock," I said, now thrashing her mercilessly.

We could hear grunting and moans as if to resemble wild animals. My skin was covered with sweat, as were Aooun's. Eventually, I could sense the familiar heat brewing in my balls. It was now slow motion as I felt the cum leave my sac and travel up my shaft. I brought Aooun's hips into me and ground my penis deeply into her as I unleashed my cum inside her.

"Aaaahhhh. Ah, Aaahhhh," she grunted with each shot. I smiled, glad with each release. "Fuck yes, Aooun, you're an incredible bed partner," I gasped.

Aooun slumped onto the bed, and we both gasped for air like athletes at the finish line. As Aooun clenched her vagina around my penis to milk it fully, I realized that she was a very sensitive cutie.

"Steve," she gasped, "did you mean that?"

"What do you mean?"

"Am I a fantastic lover? Did you enjoy it as much as I did?" Aooun waxed lyrical about our encounter, which exceeded her wildest dreams.

"Aooun, you were phenomenal," I said as I slowly withdrew my penis from her soaked vagina.

We rested and even cuddled, and I had mixed feelings. With no intention of further pursuing our romantic involvement, I felt apprehensive about being caught. However, Aooun was pleasantly casual about it.

"Aooun, this was incredible." The thought of Aooun's mother crossed my mind, conjuring images of her being ravaged on the kitchen table, causing my penis to grow again. I used my penis to provide us a final moment of intimate pleasure before Aooun departed from my home.

The next time I saw Ming-Naa, she was in a cheerful mood and happily expressed how proud she was of Aooun's academic progress. She hinted that Aooun had become more mature, and my mind set about the possibility of fucking her when she playfully mentioned the early morning chats. Aooun was moderate with regards to my inappropriate thoughts about Ming-Naa but couldn't suppress my comical penis that responded to the attractive sight of her lips. Aooun quickly dressed and gave us a warm farewell kiss before slipping out of the house.

Upon encountering Ming-Naa again, she displayed a friendly demeanour and wholeheartedly expressed pride in the way Aooun had applied herself during the summer. Ming-Naa seemed to be searching for any allusion to Aooun's recent lifestyle renewal. Despite my attention being fixed on her lips, I refrained from providing any information. Rather, I continued to listen, pleased by the view of her sensual mouth as she spoke.

Just as I was thinking of Ming-Naa, my penis grew in response to the attractive shape of her lips. I used my erect penis to provide both of us a last moment of pleasure as Aooun joined me. After she transferred into her clothes, we traded friendly kisses, and she departed from my residence.

The discussion veered sharply when she looked at me and smirked, mentioning, "So how's that new tree you planted? I noticed you, and I can't fault you, I assume."

"Oh, I was just inspecting my tree, and I heard you moaning, so I peeped."

"In truth, it was enticing to know you were watching." Suddenly, Ming-Naa glanced at her phone and mentioned she needed to fetch Aooun, leaving hastily, grinning, "To be continued," she said.

In the coming days, I saw Aooun, and she just replied with her usual polite greeting. When I encountered her mother, she'd return the greeting with a somewhat flirty grin. One day, I found myself in my garage, and Aooun emerged to collect the mail, waving and giving me a sparkle, which felt like, "We have a little secret."

What intrigued me was that I no longer desired to have a taste of that 19-year-old derriere; Instead, I wanted to unclothe Ming-Naa; a total contrast to that experience from a decade ago. Admittedly, I'd needed to wait for a chance and was grateful that it seemed Aooun wouldn't be moving on to college again. I also considered the possibility that her husband had had those affairs or if Ming-Naa was just giving herself a belief to allow herself to be screwed on the dining room table.

Months passed, I saw Aooun and her father packing their car. Ming-Naa stepped out, and we conversed briefly. I bid Aooun a delightful academic year and her mother offered a smile. Aooun accorded me a furtive glance that her mother spotted, giving her a knowing smirk. As they drove away, I observed the two lovely ladies giving me a lascivious grin.

I realized then that Aooun and I would be reunited and we'd make love despite our commitment of not doing so. Over the following weeks, I had a personal battle:

One moment I thought I shouldn't exploit Nyang, her virginity should've been taken by someone she adored. The next minute, I imagined fucking that scorching, tight body with her magnetic looks, watching her eyes bend back in her head as she had an orgasm. I occasionally wondered if Ming-Naa's eyes did the same during her dining room floor exploit with her husband.

I observed that Ming-Naa had been purely absent from her home and would only see her driving off in the mornings. In October, she reappeared.

"Hi, Steve. It's been a while," Ming-Naa smiled as she exited her car. She looked magnificent.

"Ming-Naa, how have you been?"

"Occupied but fine."

We started conversing, but in the back of my mind, a 'silent observer' remained. I sensed Aooun and me might not be the only ones with secret desires.

"So Steve, I need to ask you something," she stated assertively.

Unsure where this was headed, I pondered, "Was she going to ask me about Aooun? Was she going to hint about her infidelity or even make an overture? I just stood there, smirking.

"Do you often look at those pictures and videos? I saw the cell phone over the fence for a minute." She asked, hoping for amusement and perhaps panic.

"Well, we lost ourselves that day; those images are now engraved in my memory." We conversed further, both amicable. 

Suddenly, Ming-Naa paused, gently licked her upper lip, and retreated, still smiling.

"Gotta go, Steve. It was nice talking to you."

Back at my place, I was conversing with a friend when the doorbell rang unexpectedly. It was unusual for someone to visit my place at night unless I was expecting a guest. I investigated through the peephole; it was indeed Ming-Naa. What did she need to discuss? I blinked and opened the door.

"Hi, Steve. I'm sorry for interrupting your schedule."

"Haha, definitely," she chuckled and stepped closer to me.

Ming-Naa reached out and cupped my groin. Her expression was full of desire.

"Ming-Naa, are you sure?"

"Of course. Steve, I've badly wanted to sleep with you for years. I thought I'd better take the initiative before you charm Aooun."

"What are you getting at?"

"It's pretty clear. Aooun is obsessed with you. I can tell. Would you let me try out this Vietnamese pussy of yours before she has a chance?"

I was quite shocked that she'd bring her daughter into the conversation at this moment.

I led her into the bedroom and we started kissing passionately. I also pulled her backside against me.

Ming-Naa sighed into my mouth. There was no doubt where this was going. I was going to have a blast comparing her to Aooun's 19-year-old pussy, taste, texture, tightness, and how she reacted to my cock. But first, she was going to experience some deep oral stimulation.

Ming-Naa glanced towards my hallway and nearly ran to my bed, giggling.

"Let's go. I want you so bad. Take some time, we've got all night. I want it long and hard."

My cock was about to climax. Laughing to myself about Ming-Naa's remark about wanting me before Aooun did, if she only knew that the last pussy I fucked was her daughter's and fucked it like crazy! Like mother, like daughter.

Ming-Naa quickly removed her clothes. Seeing her step out of her shorts and panties around her ankles was mesmerizing. When she took off her t-shirt and bra, it became evident that she wasn't in the mood for romance; she craved sex. She stepped over and began taking off my shorts.

"What's taking you so long?" she demanded with a grin.

"I was enjoying watching you undress. You have an insane body, Ming-Naa."

"Thank you. I've always been attracted to your body as well. Oh my!"

My cock popped out of my shorts and Ming-Naa was left speechless. My cock measures over 7" and it's incredibly thick, with a large head. Asian women love the size - I believe that's half the reason why every Asian woman I've been with has ditched their Asian men.

Many of my "girlfriends" have told me that I have a perfect cock after having sex with them.

Ming-Naa fell to her knees and began licking the pre-cum off my head.

"Mmmmm. Yes, you taste incredible. I love pre-cum. Mmmm. Sit on the bed, Steve, and let me enjoy this."

Contrary to her daughter, Ming-Naa was a master at delivering head. After a while, she began licking my hole, as if she were starving. Ming-Naa's eyes watered and saliva was all over her chin and mine.

When she pulled away, there was always a string connecting my cock to her mouth.

"That's it, baby. Swallow me again. Let me into your throat."

"Yes, I adore this cock. Ahhhggg, ahh," she was gagging again. Her eyes were glued to mine as Ming-Naa transformed into an insatiable slut.

She directed me to roll over onto the edge of the bed in a doggy position, and I knew what was up even before she started licking my prostate. Ming-Naa then began stabbing into my ass and then licked her way towards my balls while stroking my cock. Then she ramped it up, spit on my hole, and started finger-fucking me while sucking my cock. I rolled onto my back and she finger-fucked my ass once more and sucked me off. After a few more minutes, I could feel my balls boiling.

"Oh my God, Ming-Naa. Yes! Fuck my ass and suck my cock. Ahh, fuck yes. Ahhhhh. Ahhhh."

I released a torrent of cum into her waiting mouth. I could feel her throat and mouth constricting as she swallowed my hot load. Clearly, Ming-Naa, due to her years of experience, could blow jobs far better than Aooun. But next time I was convinced Aooun would be even better.

"That was a lot, Steve. You taste terrific. I could eat that cum a few times a week."

"Roll over, I'm up for experiencing your hot little pussy."

I started pleasuring Ming-Naa and she moaned and purred as I licked her sweet juices, sucked on her clit, and moaned when I plunged my tongue into her pussy. When I dug my tongue into her asshole, she had a massive orgasm.

"Eat me, Steve, my ass and pussy. Yes, this feels so fucking good. Eat me and then fuck me."

I couldn't get enough of her juices. I devoted more than 20 minutes to feasting on her and would pause now and then to share a passionate kiss before and after.

Let me rephrase that story for you:

Her areolas were tight and urging for my lips as I sucked on them. We were both savoring the preliminary act, and my penis was stiff and primed for the main function.

When I initiated to kiss my way down her toned stomach for the fourth time, she pleaded...

"No more withholding me. Fuck me right now. Affix me that penis."

"You need that penis, don't you. You little..."

"Prostitute. Yessss. I'm your prostitute to screw."

I aligned my organ and she was so heated even with her tight pussy I slowly entered. Ming-Naa grimaced slightly and then started to unwind as a flirty smile crossed her face.

"Oh fuck yeah. Your dong is extraordinary. I can feel that bulbous head. Fuck me, fuck meeeee."

I began with a few strong strokes to check out how she would respond and when I retreated, she advised me to continue thrusting forcefully. Her inner walls were warm and delicate as I commenced pounding her entrance.

"I prefer it hard. Actually hammer it into me Steve. Fuck my pussy hard. Yes like that. Ohhhhhh."

Ming-Naa favored it hard, much like her daughter, yet I couldn't disclose this to her.

She was grunting each time I rammed into her. Soon her back was arched, and the position changed to where her clit was gradually getting stimulated as well.

"Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck yes. Yesssss. Oh fuck I'm cumming. Keeeeepppp going. I'm cumming." Ming-Naa then shifted into speaking Vietnamese as she enveloped me.

Hearing her speak this way was alluring - I couldn't comprehend her but I had a notion.

"Ahhhh. Yes, I'm approaching climax as well. You are such a frisky little fuck. You want my heated seed?"

The sounds from our humping could possibly be heard a few houses away, because of the saturation of her moistening.

"Yes, I desire to experience it inside me. Provide it to me, please. Please unleash in my pussy."

We were both in a state of such passion that nothing could have thwarted the flow of her pussy and my semen. Ming-Naa curled her nails into my haunches as she was drawing me into her while she had an eruptive orgasm. I came as she was yelling out my name. I continued pounding her pussy and a minute later emitted again due to the extreme stimulation.

"Oh, Steve. That was astounding. You deranged my consciousness. You surely know how to fuck a female."

I pulled out and we got into a sixty-nine and licked, swallowed, and cared for each other's mixed flavors. We sucked, slurped, and lapped up every drop. After we had our fill of sex and the subsequent byproduct of flavors, we were secure in bed.

The subsequent day, Ming-Naa woke me with a smooth blowjob. I started to groan as my penis reached its complete formation and she took that as a cue to straddle and initiate a slow, gentle thrusting. The perspective of her rocking her hips back and forth while caressing her breasts and stimulating her nipples was extraordinary. Ming-Naa then leaned forward and kissed me passionately and then initiated to increase her tempo.

"Steve, grasp on for dear life. This feels faultless and I want it to last. Experiencing your head move in me is inconceivable."

Ming-Naa was nearly in a trance with her eyelids rolling into her head. She was nearly humming in her groans. Her pussy felt so soft, wet, and supple. I commenced feeling her body warm up and break into a sweat as she intensified her pounding.

"Ming-Naa, fuck my cock baby. Fuck me. Fuck me."

"Yesssss, Ahhhhh. Oh fuck yes. You have such a perfect penis."

After a couple more minutes, she started to stimulate her clitoris maniacally. We both reached orgasm and Ming-Naa dropped onto me, gasping for breath. There was a faint suction sound as she raised off of me and she tittered.

"Want to establish this as a weekly date? But you have to agree to something for me."

"What is that?"

"You cannot f**k Aooun."

I was bewildered at the proclamation and the casualness of how she delivered it. There was no hint of feeling in it.

I'm aware that your daughter has feelings for you. She's even admitted that she's been there, even setting the stage for it, but never went through with it. It blew my mind, picturing my innocent daughter thinking about having sex with you. Still, I must say, you're incredibly attractive, but significantly older than her. She's become quite the seductress since leaving home for college.

We lay there, and I didn't want to give in or tell her the truth.

"Do you think she'd enjoy it as much as you did?" she asked.

"Ming-Naa, she's my daughter, she's 19 and a virgin... No... You're three years older than her father, and your cock is just too big for her. Oh, God what am I saying? Just don't do her, or even think about doing her."

I gave her a smile in response. I made it clear that I would never consider being with her daughter.

I was pondering if a threesome was even an option, but didn't voice it...

We then stepped into the shower, and I wasn't entirely ready yet.

Once we had finished the usual shower activities: lathering, washing, jerking, and finger-fucking, I suggested that she wanted to fuck her ass. I took the anal lube from the cabinet next to the shower.

Her eyes widened out of fear, especially when looking back at my eyes which were fixated on her anus while I opened the lube bottle.

"I'm scared," she said. "Won't it hurt?"

"Not with the lube, it won't. Just relax." I put some lube on my fingers. "Don't worry." I smeared some on my cock, then spread some on her ass.

"I don't know about this," she said as I pushed a finger an inch or two into her rectum. She groaned in discomfort and worry, but obliged, secretly wanting it as she had never done that before. It's not what a good Vietnamese woman would do.

I pushed her into the shower cubicle in front of the large mirror.

I ran my hands along her smooth inner thighs, down to her calves, all the way to her glittering heels.

My cock was slick with lube, and I positioned it at her rectum.

"Do it... do it!" she demanded, smiling. "Oh God, do it please!"

"I'm gonna fuck your ass, you naughty girl."

"Yes," she panted. "yes... my ass... fuck it!"

I pushed the tip against the anal aperture. Ming-Naa took deep breaths to prepare herself and closed her eyes, as I slid in painstakingly slow.

"Aaah!" she cried in discomfort.

"Unh!" I groaned with pleasure once I made it halfway in.

Her eyes brimmed with tears as I held her by the hips and slowly slid my large cock into her anus. I pushed deeper, penetrating deep into her rectum. Her back arched, her hands gripped the bar, and she bit her lip hard to stifle her screams. I pounded my cock deeper - deeper - until my testicles slapped against her ass cheeks.

When I was all the way in, she screamed.

The feeling of the tightness of that anal ring gripping my thick, hard shaft was exquisite. I was having a fantastic time, practically fucking another tiny Asian girl again, which is the main reason I love anal so much. I thrusted in and out vigorously.

The lube alleviated some of the pain, but it wasn't enough. All she could do was groan and cry.

"My God, my God," she gasped. "You are my God, Steve!"

She pushed herself onto me, thrusting my cock deep into her asshole.

"It's too big, oh my god-- it's too big," she cried. "Don't stop! Don't stop!"

I admired how her pretty round brown buttocks encased her black anus perfectly as I slammed in and out of it.

"Beautiful brown girl," I thought as I sodomized her. Beautiful brown girl.

Then, without warning, she came.

Her orgasm shook her so violently she nearly collapsed; the world disappeared into a euphoric blur. Pussy juice poured out of her as she squirted all over the shower floor.

She shuddered as ass spasms convulsed through her.

After some anal intercourse, I climaxed, pulled out, and stared at her gaping asshole. The water diluted my cum. I was too engrossed in admiring it to realize that she was still weeping. I assumed it was because of her pleasure.

At some point, we stopped our weekly meetings to avoid creating a scandal in the neighborhood.

Two years later, I had a realization:

Aooun and Ming-Naa's vaginas felt exactly the same - angle, warmth, tightness, wetness, and most importantly, taste.

Fabulously, the threesome never transpired. Just for your information. 12

Bet you believed I'd have a threesome with those two. What a pervert, right? Well, why not? If that mom was attractive, I'd go for it.

Let's end it here.

I appreciate your journey with me and hope you had a blast. By the way, I'm Swedish, so don't expect perfect grammar or spelling. Just enjoy the big picture, and please show some kindness in return.

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Stay awesome, regularly indulge in self-pleasure, it's likely beneficial for you. Plus, don't forget to visit my other endeavors.

Cheers, Steve.

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