Asian Sex Tales
Thomas Wainwright
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Copyright 2010 Thomas Wainwright
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Kimberley
My wife and I adopted a Vietnamese orphan some years ago. Her name was Niu Van Trong, but we decided to re name her Kimberly, after my wife's mother. Then, my wife and I divorced, after Kimberly grew up somewhat. It was decided by the court that Kimberly would live with her mother for the most part.
Kim wasn't getting along with her mother, and she frequently came by to talk with me. We had developed a kind of rapport between the two of us. It was one of those strange things that happen; we just figured that we were some kind of soul mates. I was the only father figure in her life.
AI like to go out late at night, Dad,” she said.
AWell, most people your age like to go out on dates,” I said.
ABut, you know what I like most of all?” she asked.
I shrugged.
AI like the guys. I like the way they try to make it with me. I can feel their cocks in their pants, and that's about as far as I'll go. I won't let them fuck me.”
I swallowed. I had no idea where this was going to lead. AAre you sure you're not just being a tease? It isn't good to be a tease, you know.”
She shook her head. AI'm saving myself. When I have sex, it has to be with someone I really care about, and someone safe. You know, someone who isn't fucking around and has a disease.”
AWell, that's true; you do have to use protection, and you really should get to know someone before you have sex with them. So, you're saving it for the man you love?”
“No, silly. For you!”
“Huh?”
She didn't even answer. She reached over to where I was sitting on the couch, and pressed her hand against my crotch. I could feel the pressure of her hand against my cock, and it began to respond.
“What are you doing, Kim?” I asked. AWhy are you doing that?”
“I don't want the guys I date,” she said. AI want you.”
She reached over with her other hand and began unzipping my pants. Her hands shook as she reached inside my pants and felt of my hardening cock in my shorts.
“Oh, Dad, that's wonderful,” she said.
He reached inside my shorts and wrapped her hand around my hard shaft. She squeezed it, sending flames of ecstasy through me.
I had never expected that my adopted daughter had felt any desire for me. Just the thought that my beautiful niece had the hots for me really turned me on. I could feel my balls contract and cock harden even more as she squeezed me.
She unsnapped my pants and tugged at them, and I raised myself up on the sofa and let her pull my pants and shorts down.
“Ooh, Daddy, it's wonderful!” she exclaimed. She bent down and put her face close to the head of my hard cock. AI love it!” she said, and grabbed it at the base. She put her mouth on the head of it. It felt like fire, like electricity running through me. I pulled my shirt off, and kicked my pants off the rest of the way.
One hand went to my balls, and I sat there watching in amazement as she massaged my hairy balls and sucked on the head of my dick. She ran her tongue around the head of it, licking and sucking it. I couldn't believe that this was happening. I was petrified, surprised, and elated all at the same time.
Seeing her lips wrapped around my dick was damn near too much for me. I could feel my balls rise up, and my stomach was churning as I suddenly came, sending hot cum into my niece's mouth.
She sucked hard on my cock, swallowing lots of my load of cum, making sucking and slurping noises as she tried to swallow my whole load. She had my cock all the way in her mouth, and my cock jerked and jerked as she sucked on me.
Finally, she pulled away and looked at me, with cum running down her chin. “Fuck me, Daddy, OK?”
How could I refuse? I reached over and unbuttoned her blouse as she pulled off her shorts. I leaned forward and fondled one of her perky tits, and then put my head down on her chest and sucked her nipples. I squeezed her nipples between my lips, making little biting motions with my teeth and lips. She moaned with delight. She had the smoothest, creamiest brown skin imaginable. Her nipples were dark brown and very, very hard.
I pushed at her gently and she fell sideways, lying on the couch. I pulled her legs apart and ran my fingers up her legs to her pussy. I parted her pussy lips gently and then inserted one finger into the warm wetness of her cunt.
I lay across her and pressed my cock into her pussy, and she gasped and moaned softly as I entered her. I pushed my fat dick into her all the way, and she shouted with delight.
“Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me hard!”
I pulled out of her and then pushed into her. She thrust her groin toward me, and together, we built up a rhythm as we began to fuck. I slammed my stiff cock into her, feeling my balls squeeze against her ass with each thrust.
I could feel her legs tighten, and judging by the shouts and moans escaping her lips, I knew that she was going to cum, and soon. I could feel her hard nipples pressing against me as I lay atop her, and with each thrust, I could hear the slapping sounds of our bodies pressing against one another.
She writhed and moaned, and with a couple of jerks, she shouted. I could feel my cock suddenly get hotter and wetter, and her pussy became even more slippery.
“Cum in my face, Daddy, I wanna see you cum!” she said.
I pulled out of her, and moved all the way over her and turned around, my cock facing her forehead. My balls were just above her mouth, and she opened her mouth and licked my balls as she reached up and grabbed my dick and began to jerk it furiously.
With my knees shaking, I came all over her face, some of it landing in her hair, on her cheek, on her neck. She smiled and rubbed it into her face and hair with her other hand.
“Daddy, that was marvelous,” she said. She lay there, her legs spread, her nipples hard. She looked up at me and smiled. “A lot better than all the other guys.”
I had known that there was no way that she was a virgin, of course.
“I've wanted you to fuck me for a long time,” she said.
“I bet,” I said.
Benjamin S., San Dimas, CA
Asian Girl on the Bus
I loved showing my dick to strange women in public places. I like the reactions I see; sometimes it’s a mild interest, sometimes a lot of interest, and smiles. Sometimes they look away, and glance back, to see if they can see more. If you flash a hard dick at them right away, though, they feign fear and distaste, and run away screaming.
Some of them, though, show more than just a mild, temporary interest. Some of them show a really big interest, and I can tell that it thrills them in their own secret way.
My family is from Mexico, and I have creamy brown skin, with hair only on my head and my genitals. The hair on my head is straight, and I keep it trimmed short. My pubic hair is slightly curly, and there is a lot of it. It surrounds my balls, but my big, fat balls are mainly hairless.
One of the best flashing experiences I had, though, was on a bus. I liked to wear just a tee shirt with short pants to flash. I wouldn’t wear underwear of any kind, and I would have my shorts unzipped all the way down, and let them sag a bit.
I sat at the window seat of a fairly empty bus, but as it got close to downtown, it filled up pretty quickly. A youngish Asian woman sat beside me, and it was time for me to show her a couple of things; namely, my balls. I looked closely at her. She appeared to be about twenty-five years old or so, although, with Asian women, it’s often difficult to tell; she could have been older.
I waited for the bus to stop and let some people off; maybe the Asian woman would get off; maybe she would stay. At one stop, a number of people got off. There was now plenty of room to sit, so I figured that the woman would get up and go sit somewhere else by herself, like a number of passengers did.
She remained where she was, and the bus took off. Keeping my shorts snapped at the top, and keeping the open flaps close together where they were unzipped, I lifted my shirt somewhat, exposing my navel and a tiny line of hair that ran from my navel to my pubic area. In glancing around, she seemed to notice my movements, and looked straight down at my crotch. She looked away, looked out the bus window, and then straight ahead again.
I put my hands in my loose pockets and pushed my shorts down just a little, lifting my ass off the seat just barely, trying not to make too much movement. This exposed just a thin line of my pubic hair, and it opened my unzipped front just a little bit. There was still nothing to indicate that I was going to expose myself. I pulled my hands out of my pocket and pulled my shirt up just a little, above my navel somewhat.
She glanced down at my crotch, and then looked at my face. She didn’t do or say anything; all she did was sit there, looking around. Then she looked down at my crotch, and seemed to just sit there and keep her eyes on the thin line of my pubic hair. I moved my legs together as she watched, letting the flaps of my unzipped pants flare outward, exposing my cock and balls inside my pants just briefly. I let my legs fall back to where they were.
She moved her head, and looked down, it seemed, at the back of the seat in front of her. She looked over from that angle. It seemed to me that she wasn’t going to get up and scream, run, or anything like that. I leaned forward, moving my shorts down a little farther and then leaned back, exposing most of my thick, black pubic hair.
She looked at my face, and then at my pubes. She didn’t do anything. I thought I saw a quick smile at the corner of her lips, but I couldn’t be sure. It was time, I felt, to continue the show with a lot more cock meat.
The bus came to a stop, and a few people got off; one of them walked right past us and got off. Two others got on, and they sat up front close to the driver. I liked to sit more than halfway back, close to the rear door. That’s where we were.
The bus started, and I leaned forward, letting my shirt fall over my lap. I unsnapped my shorts, and slid them down part of the way, while the woman was looking forward at something else.
I kept my shirt over me as I leaned back, and she looked over at me again. I very slowly pulled my shirt up, letting her see that my pants were down almost to my knees, and they were open wide. I continued moving the shirt up slowly, and she sat and watched, almost as if hypnotized by something she couldn’t control.
It reached the base of my big balls, and both orbs were clearly visible in the fleshy sac. She didn’t scream or look away. I continued pulling the shirt up, exposing the bottom of my hard cock shaft. Now she could plainly see my big brownish balls, hairless and free, hanging between my legs, my dark black pubic forest, and the base of my hard dick. I moved the shirt up all the way, above the head of my uncut cock, and still, she didn’t move or look away.
The head of my cock was visible under the foreskin; with a complete, full hard on, about half of it would peek out. I looked at her face, and she was really studying my cock, and then, she looked me right in the eyes. She smiled!
I smiled back, and she looked back at my dick. I reached down and peeled the foreskin down all the way, and then back up. The next thing she did was the most amazing thing that ever happened to me in my exposing shows.
She reached over and touched the head of my cock, taking the foreskin between her thumb and forefinger, and doing exactly the same as I had done with it.
She looked around, and, satisfied that no one was watching, leaned over and put her other hand at the base of my balls, feeling of them, hefting them. She began stroking my cock, and this was simply way too much for me. This had never happened before. She kept up both movements, and I felt my stomach contract and my legs shake.
I began to shoot, with my cum not flying very far, but there was a lot of the thick, ropy, hot jizz that landed on my stomach and oozed out of the head of my cock. She kept stroking me until there was no more cum. There was a lot on her hand, however. With her other hand, she reached into her purse and pulled out some tissues. She wiped her hand, and then, of all things, reached over and lifted my cock, wiping my stomach and chest, and then my pubic hair. She tossed the tissues on the floor, and I began pulling up my pants.
She reached into her purse again, and pulled out a little pad of paper and wrote her phone number.
“Call me when you are going to ride the bus,” she said.
The bus stopped, and she got off. I sat there, dazed. I had never had anything like that happen to me.
OK, you want to know if I called her. Hell, yes. We’ve ridden trains, been in parks, all kinds of places together. She gets off on watching me, and jacking me off when we might get caught. A year after we first met, I married her. We still make trips together.
Name and location withheld
Our Secret Clearing
It was a pleasant late spring day, lying in the sun, catching some rays, reading a book on my PDA. I was flat on my stomach, my head propped up on one arm, reading. There wasn’t a soul around for miles, it seemed, though I could hear traffic and noises of people not too far from me.
I was totally naked in a little clearing. It was in the middle of a park, among some woods or forest, whatever they called it. There were some trails that led off from the main park area, and one of them led all the way to the next street. The clearing was down that path, but off in the middle of the brush. No one had come to that clearing in the year since I had first found it, so I felt that it was the perfect place to get an all over tan.