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"Well, you asked and I told you," I said quietly.

"It would be the best birthday present you could ever give me."

My wife looked at me inquiringly, almost patronizingly, but not in the least shocked by my answer to her question.

"You know I've never done anything like that before," Chinatsu said. "At least, not since I left high school."

To cut a long story a little shorter, my wife had asked me what I wanted for my fiftieth birthday.

My answer had been simple: to see her make love to another woman! I had tried to make my reply seem lighthearted, joking.

But Chinatsu had seen through me immediately. I think she had always known of my perverse little secret, my lustful desire. As I say, she didn't seem at all shocked or even surprised and so I took the bull by the horns and let her know my request was absolutely serious.

"It's something I've always wanted, Chinatsu," I said. "Just the thought of seeing you with another woman gets me so damn hard I can hardly think straight!"

"I know, hon. I know." Chinatsu voice was cool and soothing.

I was trying to find words to justify my request, but she just put her hand on my arm and quieted me. "I've always known that you wanted this, Secondson2002. It's a bit weird to me but I love you. I love you Secondson2002, so I'll do it! I'll make love to another woman while you watch us! Just leave it all up to me,

okay?"

I was astonished that it had been that easy. Not for the first time, I thanked any God that cared to listen that I had such a wonderful, sexy wife.

The next few days were torture at work. I couldn't concentrate on my job and was constantly letting my mind drift off into wonderful, hazy daydreams where women of all shapes and sizes were crawling all over each other kissing and fondling smooth sensitive flesh. I seemed to have a hard-on from the moment I awoke to the moment I went to bed. Chinatsu mentioned my new found virility with great enthusiasm and made the most of it, fucking me every night or massaging my cock while reminding me of the fantastic treat that was in store for me on Saturday night, my birthday.

At last the week finally ground around to Saturday. I finished work at lunchtime, telling my boss that I had some personal business to take care of and that I would see him on Monday morning. I got a few unsympathetic looks from him and reminders of my recent poor work performance, but I figured that after this weekend I would be back on form again. I made my promises to this effect and grabbed my jacket from the back of my chair.

The house seemed very quiet when I arrived. I had no real idea of what to expect other than what Chinatsu had promised me. That was in itself enough to have my cock straining almost painfully against my underwear.

"Up here, darling!"

Chinatsu's voice pierced the sullen silence and shook me from my reverie. My heart fluttered almost missing a beat as I realized that she was already upstairs and, from the sounds of light, female giggling, not alone!

This was it, I thought. All my married life I'd wanted this and now it all came down to this one moment. Oddly I felt a little apprehensive.

What if Chinatsu liked the other woman too much? What if she turned against me, against all men? What if.... The thoughts raced around in my head, but I realized that my crotch was leading me now not my head and it was leading me irreversibly up the stairs in the direction of the spare bedroom.

The door creaked a little as I pushed it open slowly. I could hear the sounds of muted laughter coming from within and, although still a little apprehensive, I was keen to see who else was with my wife.

"Hi Boo!" Chinatsu almost whispered as I entered. "I'd like you to meet Aki.

Say Hi to Secondson2002, Aki.

"Hello, Secondson2002!"

For a moment my mouth just lay gaping, my jaw almost on the floor. The dark haired woman looked very similar to my wife. Short, brown hair, carefully applied make-up and a pretty, smiling face. Both women were also similarly dressed in jeans and both were already topless.

"Er...Hi, Aki!" I managed to stutter quickly as I closed the door behind me.

"Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable, darling?" Chinatsu continued indicating the two-seater sofa that lay against the wall. It seemed a good idea, from that position I would have a perfect view of all that happened.

Slowly, Chinatsu stretched back on the guest bed. I could see both women's breasts and it seemed that both pairs of nipples were already hard and erect.

I assumed that Chinatsu and Aki had been "getting to know each other".

Slowly, Aki began to kiss my wife's upper body. Starting with her lips, the two women tongued each others open mouths with obvious delight. Giggles had now given way to groans and moans of pleasure from Chinatsu as her new-found lover began to tease the hard buds of her nipples with long, painted fingernails. Eventually the kiss broke. Aki gasped air into her lungs and slowly kissed her way down, over my wife's slender neck and to the upper slopes of her breasts.

I could see her thin, pink tongue darting out between her slight over-bite, white teeth as eventually she began lapping and kissing Chinatsu's pert nipples. To me,"it is so sexy to watch women with over-bites suck and lick anything into their mouths and now, on my birthday I have two about to do it and one is my wife. Aki spent a considerable time concentrating on this area of my wife's body and, from the way that Chinatsu was arching her back and trying to push her tits toward the other woman's mouth, I guessed that she was certainly doing the right thing!

After a few more minutes of Aki's oral caresses, her lips and tongue once again began their journey closer and closer toward the waistband of Chinatsu's jeans. I could see the wet pattern that her tongue had traced over my wife's flat stomach and both I and Chinatsu gasped at the same time as, eventually, Aki popped the button that held the jeans up.

"Ohhhh,, God, Yes....take them off!" Chinatsu panted as she arched her back once again and raised her butt almost a foot from the bed.

But first, Aki seemed to want to make herself more comfortable. With a sly wink in my direction she slipped her own jeans quickly down her legs. Having come prepared, without the encumbrance of panties, I was treated to a full anal view of the now naked woman. I gawked, she smiled at me from over her shoulder, and with a quick lick of her index finger she reached between her legs and slid the dampened digit slowly between the folds of her pussy. My cock ached painfully as I watched her close her eyes and groan deeply in her throat. But quickly, she seemed to remember why she was there - a true professional, I wondered?

In a second, Aki was again busy with my wife's jeans whom still had her ass high in the air. The zipper was eased down and as Chinatsu raised her hips once again clear of the bed, Aki slipped the garment over her rounded buttocks and halfway down her legs. It looked so hot with her clothes caught halfway down her legs, something my wife knows I love. Chinatsu giggled and raised her legs high into the air to enable her lover to remove them and her black lace panties completely.


Now both naked, the girls began kissing once again. Their hands were all over each others bodies, touching, fondling, . They seemed to be completely wrapped up in what they were doing and so, I doubted that either of them would mind or notice, if I decided to whip out my dick and relieve some of the pressure that had been building up. Quietly I lowered the zipper on my suit pants and released my belt.

I let my hand wander over the stretched fabric of my shorts feeling the solid hardness that lay beneath. Pre-cum was already leaking from the tip and staining the silk briefs, so I quickly pulled the waistband down and watched my hard engorged dick flip out into the open. The window of the room was still open and I could feel a light, pleasant breeze wafting gently over my tight balls and causing my rod to stiffen even further. As I thought about openly masturbated, the girls were moaning and groaning their obvious lust for each other.



This time Aki was on top of my wife and rubbing her lithe body up and down Chinatsu's petite body. Starting slowly and gently, she quickly built up a lot more speed as the wet, brown thatch between her tan thighs ground itself over and over against Chinatsu's more sparsely trimmed wet mound. Every time that Aki pushed herself forward and their cunts contacted which made a slapping sound, her tit fell level with Chinatsu's mouth. Obviously not wishing to waste a happy coincidence, Chinatsu immediately began sucking and biting on the engorged hard bud.

All of a sudden, Aki reacted. I had never seen a woman so obviously aroused by having her nipples nibbled, but the proof was beyond doubt.

With a high pitched howl and a shudder that shook her entire body, the naked woman convulsed over and over again as her climax swept over her body. Happy that her actions were having the desired effect, Chinatsu continued with her most pleasurable task in fact biting a little harder each time and causing Aki to cry out louder and cum again from this action.

"Mmmmm...now it's time to taste that sexy little Asian pussy of your's, sweetie!" gasped Aki as she slowly subsided from her orgasms for the first time. "I wanna give you the same huge climax as I just had, "you bad girl!"

This was fine by me! My dick had never felt harder and it virtually throbbed in my hand as I began stroking it really slow, not wanting to blow off one yet. As the two women got into position on the bed, I moved closer, re-seating myself on a hard backed chair a mere two feet from the bed. I was so close I could smell the sex in the air.

"Looks like the birthday man has gotten a little excited!" giggled Aki as she looked over at me and my eight inch dick in hand. With my pants around my ankles and my turgid dick slapping against my belly, it occurred to me that I must have looked faintly ridiculous. But I didn't care none! I would have gladly paid money and looked like the dumbest guy on earth to be where I was right then!

"Just shut the fuck up and lick my pussy, please!" begged Chinatsu as her hands slid to her lovers buttocks above her and spread them invitingly for my viewing.

I looked deep into Aki's pussy. She was really wet after her intense orgasm and the folds of her pussy glistened in the half light of the dimly lit room.

While my wife's fingers played with Aki's cunt and tiny puckered ass, the other woman's head dropped between Chinatsu's spread legs. From the moans and screams of pleasure that were emanating from Chinatsu's direction, I guessed that she was receiving an equally good thoughtful tongue lashing as she had been given earlier herself.

"Yes...yes...yes...lick my pussy....cunt...oh, fuck, yes girl....lick

me...suck my clit....OOOHHHHHHH!!!"

Watching Aki tip my wife over the edge of climax and onto orgasms into an abyss of pure, unadulterated pleasure was also too much for me.

Leaping to my feet, I felt the cum begin to boil up from my tight balls and surge along my shaft. I had to cum and I had to cum now. And what seemed most important to me was, I had to cum all over the girls! With my feet planted firmly on either side of the two convulsing and shaking women, I pointed my dick directly downwardly and tugged on it once.

That was enough. With I cry I unloaded my thickness, watching my hot sticky cream splash obscenely as I moved from Aki's upturned buttocks and dribble in tiny rivulets over her skin and I kept squirting and move onto my wife's face that was now between Aki's thighs. Jet after jet of cum spurted from the end of my spasming tool until I thought that I would never be able to cum again!

Sitting back down again, exhausted and flaccid I was treated to the sight of the two girls again locked in a sensual kiss as my wife generously shared my hot semen with her lover.

My Fiftieth birthday was certainly the best day of my life so far.

They say that life begins at this hope so, because we have invited Aki and her lover girlfriend, who is from Singapore over next weekend. This time I hope to see my sexy wife with another woman times two- Maybe I'll tell you all about it!

Writer's note: To all you happy couples and selfish men out there; Unless you really, really, really

know your woman, and I mean, really know her by her saying you do standards, don't try this!!!!

Why mess with something that could brake ~)


The Fin

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Over the years I have been asked, occasionally , to perform various tasks, deeds of valor or
otherwise. Some I have elected to fulfill, others not, for reasons ranging from personal preference
to circumstantial inability. Never though have I been asked, up until last mouth at least, to fuck someone verbally. That isn't to say I can't or even necessarily that I don't wish to â?? it is simply a dynamically unusual request.

Now when it comes to fucking people, one has to look at the deed firstly in its most basic and in actuality, rather comical form. Typically, one can expect to find one (at least) rampant male, hormones in free-flow having cornered, subdued or in the worst-case scenario â?? paid for a women, but in whatever circumstances having drawn the two together.
Usually removed her clothing, or if rushed desperately, simply removing her panties, he then pinions her to the floor, bed, wall, rear car seat or chandelier and inserts, with varying degrees of indignity, his vastly over-rated penis into that natty little lipped sac between her legs. Grunting, jerking, slobbering â?? more often than not all three, he will then rut away with completely uninhibited delight seeking to reach a chemical plateau at which point his DNA-soaked sperm jam up and jelly tight before crossing that bridge at a brisk pace, to the woman's ovulation-freeway. It is this transitional period, the male finds vastly to his liking.

During the "fucking phase" men are not known for their literate dialog. How many other ways after all, can one express the notion "Oh yeah hun," "Take it deep babe," or "Ride my dick girl," without resorting to laughable clinicisms such as, "I say Sexy, would you mind awfully if I shoved my rather engorged penis way up inside your devilishly hot vagina for just a few minutes?"

So immediately you can see we're talking about a whole new creative ball-game. When a woman says to
you "Fuck me verbally please," she is wanting
"communicative purpose," "depth of shared emotion," "experiential guidance," at the very least, some innovative and passionate appreciation of her
femininity.

And, so too is she entitled to that.

Sex via the written word.

The quintessence chat-room opening "What color panties you wearing luv?" might be seen as an example
of this. In fact, all this ever achieves is to confirm the moronic status of the male participant.

Think about it! Its hardly going to turn a woman on is it? â?? she already knows what color panties she has on. It's like most every other aspect of male sexual behavior â?? geared principally to the achieving of his own gratuitous satisfaction. Egotistical endplay in other words.

With regards therefore to the young lady who made the rather poignant plea for me to "fuck her verbally," this is the very least I can do. Therefore, this is in the way of a personal reply and I composed this for her specifically because of the wonderful person she is, I'm sure she will not mind if I add the comment that what I write has relevance to the fact I may have upset our friendship. I used for inspiration a tactic of "making her angry" so I would be inspired to write her this story she so desired. She has sense removed me from her Wall and Friends List, yes that's right she Block Me off her page after asking me to "Fuck her verbally please," . So, to every girl on the PornHub planet, uniquely desirable as every one is in their own way, no two ways about that.

If it were possible and not to late, I would most likely tell her to forgive me for my tactic and I
would love you all equally. If when you have read this and hopefully having followed my (deliberately) obscurely referenced byplays at various intervals, you then close your eyes, you will realise that in fact I am with you and I'm a friend. I always was!

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How exquisite you are! Have you ever really looked and realised the privilege it has been to be born
female? Tonight, I will make you more aware of this fact than ever you have been said 2ndson2002. I will bring you to...to the gates of your own temple.

How did we arrive at this confluence in our lives? It doesn't really matter does it? Merely that I am here and that I want to share a gift with you that so few men understand, let alone respect.

Ahead of anything, I want you simply to be aware of your body as you read. Feel how snug your beautiful breasts are cupped in that little bra. If you concentrate enough you will be able to feel your nipples, even as you breathe. Besides their naturally intended use, they utterly define your femininity. If you feel like caressing them, please do. Imagine soft lips, whether your 's, mine or a future lover's, drawing down softly in what is ultimately, merely a quest for comfort. A flared memory recalled fleetingly. The protective instinct and cradled safety of a mother's arms down through the ages.

Even at this early stage, the slightest of physiological changes are taking place in your body.

Besides the slightest swelling at the base of your harding nipples caused by transfer, the
imperceptible increase to your pulse-rate and the delicate flush resident now in your cheeks, you
know even without the confirmation of touch, that within, moves are most definitely afoot to facilitate my participation.

Marginally unsure of exactly what is to happen, you sit there gazing at me â?? a of eight,
a nervous teenager, an adult female on the verge of a completely new discovery....a pastiche of all these. The only two things you sense with any conviction â?? that you are ultimately safe and that you want what it is that I possess. The key to your complete sexual fulfilment. I know not how or why I came thus equipped, merely that I did and that much like the full-moon itself, circumstances inevitably fall into a precise alignment that was set in motion long before either of us were born.

I want you to feel warm. I need you to feel wanted. You desire my intimacy just as much as I desire yours.

Simply looking at you is enough of a treat. I notice the little things. The tiny smile playing about
your sexy pouty lips betraying in part your nervousness as well as your fully understandable pride
in your femininity, your birth right. It promotes also just a hint of flirtatious tease. I know it,
you know it! The small lock of hair you keep flicking away from your forehead, as if
it matters! Your pretty feet, one shuffling side by side now that you have felt sufficiently relaxed
to give those shoes a rest from your feet. You may or may not have loved another before, matters but a little in this moment. This is tonight. With me you are the breathless, incontrovertibly pure virgin, you always were and in my experience always will be, ("Asian X).

Your pupils dilate slightly as I kneel in front of you and take your hands in my own. There are so
many things I could say, but words are superfluous. You know how I feel, you can see that in my own pupils.

My eyes caress you â?? from the curve of your breasts, a hint of which you quite deliberately permitted by your choice of a blouse, to the flair of your hips and the hidden recesses between your thighs in your tight little skirt. You are not offended by my gaze as there is nothing to be offended by.

Never was my glance lustfully motivated, simply steep in appreciation, sensitive awareness and wonderment of so perfect a creation. Some of what I feel, you sense and instinctively your hand rises to your own breasts before you realise what you are doing. Swiftly you drop your hand back in your lap.

Even as the blush rises in your lovely face, I gently take a hold of your hand and raising it with fixed deliberation, replace it beneath your right breast. I'm encouraging you to once again cup yourself and in fact, I'm covering your hand with my own. Together we begin to caress the softness that God has given to you and you let slip the slightest gasp. I watch as you rub yourself softly at the behest of my own hand, I am totally aroused myself. More than anything right now I want to suckle you, to just draw your puffed nipples between my own lips. How easy it would be......and how ill-timed.

Edging closer, I lay you gently back in the chair and very gently take a hold of both your legs some six inches or so below the knee. I feel, rather than hear the sharp intake of breath and the momentary expression of concern that flits across your pretty face. You make no move to either sit-up or stop me however and I'm excitedly happy for the trust I know you feel. Inclining my head, I kiss your knees and I'm aware immediately of your pleasured wriggling. Making deliberate eye contact with you, I pull apart your knees at a slight angle.

Sitting there, you can hardly believe the moisture that has gather in the main assembly area. Your
panties you know are now quite wet and you are embarrassed perhaps, that I may soon make that very
same discovery? Casting a momentary glance down at your bra, you are stunned additionally by the quite visible effect the escalating arousal factor is having on your breasts nipples. This of course is an opportune moment to take a gentle hold of them yourself now and to further stimulate them.

Parting your legs ever wider, I can see now the silky-smooth skin of both your thighs and the event
horizon at which they disappear beneath a rather tasteful little pair of panties curving down with
such promise in my direct line of vision. I kiss the inside of your thigh as your increasing angle of incidence causes the hemline to ride ever higher. One can readily forget the square on the hypotenuse. It's the sum of the angles on the other two sides that interests me.

I slip one hand up to the limit of my vision. So inherently sexy and bewitchingly is the feeling and
the sight of a girl's panties, knowing the prize they contain, that for a moment there I'm lost in
my own little world although I do not fail to hear that delightful little gasp as you shuffle in the
chair, instinctively you're wanting to push down between your legs yourself. I begin to set up an
intense vertical manipulation, the soft and quite obviously damp material well between the
folds of those protective lady-lips. Visually, this action must be as stimulating as it must be welcomingly tactile from your viewpoint. You are quite unable to prevent the single embyonic long
moan that now finds its way to the surface.

It is the right moment to tell you how much I love being with you and despite my seemingly disrespectful actions, I hold you in incorruptible respect. I hope that you believe me.

It differs of course from occasion to occasion but there comes an instant during any sort of foreplay, that signifies the point of no return has been reached. It may be the very first kiss, the first fumble in the back seat of a car - something as innocuous as being kissed oh so tenderly on the neck just below the hairline. "In Our Case, It Was Simply Meeting Like This". "No way back from that ventuality".

The chair has timed-out its usefulness. I stand and offering my hand, I take yours gently. You know where I...I must lead you.

I'm inviting you to lay down on the bed with me, I direct you to lie on your tummy. You secretly
enjoy my emotionally controlling aspect here. You know exactly how vulnerable you now appear in that
position and it excites you. You wriggle slightly â?? sex nature at play - merely ensuring a continued
biological interest. And I deliver!

Slappingly, patting your bottom merely kick-starts the hormonal flow â?? for both of us! Before you can even think; "I wish he'd stop being so damn genteel about this," I begin to push up that inviting little skirt once more. At the point your panties are fully exposed, I think that gasp we just heard may have been mine! So hot do you look. So hot do you feel! Playfully, I sit astride you near the base of your spine and then slip my hands beneath your shoulders until I am able to cup both your breasts.

No physiotherapy ever devised was ever thus so jointly therapeutic. You murmur as you hold your arms
outstretched. "Ohhh that is so nice 2ndson!" Considering this possibly one of the greatest understatements of modern times, I nuzzle your lovely neck and just whisper how much I have always wanted you. You turn your head slightly â?? enough let's say for me to be able to lean across and kiss you soundly on the lips. I'm not even thinking of you at that moment I realise. In fact, my mind goes back to me being . Ages and continents apart, in quite another time, I remember suddenly poor old Mrs Cherry. I don't even know who she was. Simply an unutterably old lady â?? completely infirmed and in her nineties. My Aunt had taken her in and cared for her many years earlier.

She was in her seventies herself then. Once in a while I would ride my bicycle the few miles from my home to my Aunt's house where I would cut her tiny back-lawn - little more than hack-it really, with a pair of pretty blunt shears she used to hang in the rotted old garden shed out back. She always gave me fifty cents...insisted I should have it, although I had only gone there to help her, as she had severe back trouble and could not crouch down for long periods. Never did I fail to look-in and see Mrs Cherry in her darkened annex as she lay on that decrepit old bed. The little room smelled of urine and approaching death, and yet she would take my hand and smile at me.

I loved her. This one afternoon after I had done what I could with the grass, I was ushered in to her room of hopes and dreams. I looked down as she slowly sought my hand and near blind now, pressed something into it. It was a two-dollar bill. No gift ever carried greater sentiment.

She died that weekend and it is only now for some reason that I realise, that but for the overlapping vagueries of time itself, it could so easily have been her lying on this bed awaiting my touch and maybe some physical evidence of the love I hold. Maybe you are her, and we are destined to cross paths for all eternity.

The memories upset me momentarily and I hug you and kiss you needfully. You turn over and cradle me
suddenly. I feel like such a . You ask me if everything is alright but I assure you I have
never felt happier. It is the truth.

I have a pressing need to remove your top and for some reason you sense my urgency. You let me undo the necessary buttons and then shuck the thing off as I pull down your bra straps and reach around
to unhook you. Free of social confinements the sheer beauty of your breasts stuns me. I am no longer the master of your sexual destiny but rather a student lover in awe of his sexy-beautiful teacher.

As my lips latch onto your nipple you sigh and lie back. I suck deeper and feel you pulling me to
you. Kissing you becomes a desperate need and I whisper words that no literate script-writer would
ever be likely to have penned. One hand follows the southern freeway, past your belly button, across
the flatlands and clear beneath the elastic border. There is no toll to pay. The odd gorse bush is
no deterrent and my fingers reach the fringes of Nirvana. I sense I'm a welcome visitor and not
waiting for an announcement, slip inside where it is so warm and accommodating.

Beneath me, your hips thrust noticeably upwards, meeting my own downward and gently invasive penetrations. I need to see that, which I can feel. You need to show that, which no longer demands to be hidden of you.

Slipping your panties down, I'm presented with that supreme architectural accomplishment that I have
seen and thrilled-to see again, so many times before. Yet it is uniquely different â?? it is you. The balance of power shifts yet again. Your emotions peel back upon themselves and as you lie there now,
a vulnerable and dependent once again, I am Columbus, Genghis Khan, Thomas Edison, Malcolm X or Frederick Douglass â?? on the verge of a new discovery.

I remove my own clothes and none too confidently at that. It is simply the unfamiliarity not embarrassment that impedes my actions. With you divested of your skirt, you are equally naked and
both physically and mentally prepped for what is to follow.

I am still kneeling there between your
legs when I realise you have gently taken a hold of my erection and even now are lovingly caressing
it along its length. Distracted to the point of feverish need, I manage to stave off my blindly
motivated procreational urges, preferring instead to let you suffer the indignity of having to make
the first move.

I'm made to pay for my laughably ill-conceived arrogance. How like me you prove to be ultimately,
quite obviously realising the emotional connections far outweigh the physical ones. As if sensing the impasse, we lay now facing each other side by side â?? neither with any sexual advantage. From this fully neutral viewpoint it takes but the simplest of shared impulses to set in motion all that we both want. All that we ever wanted. We kiss.

Those millions of nerve endings suddenly hot-wired and sending frantic messages to all points of the
compass are but one aspect of kissing. The instantly opened-up two way passage of emotional feedback, the taste of desire, the starter's pistol â?? all this and so much more.

Did I place my erection at those beautiful lady-lips? Did you? Does it matter?

As I push gently up inside you.....nothing matters, simply being there! I study your lovely expression as you open your mouth in silent ecstasy â?? feeling everything I am doing to you. I take a hold of your hips and thrust up..harder now. Your eyes begin to cloud over and the moans gain volume. I kiss your breasts as you now arch backwards providing me with complete access to your large hard erect nipples. It is like making love to a furnace I'm in control as I must be and between the kisses you so desperately
seek, I whisper words of a language that offers no grammatical perfection, no right or incorrect
phrase-o-graphy, simply an open-ended dialog of impassioned communicative bliss.

With your knees as wide as you can comfortably spread, I'm afforded such penetrable latitude that
already I feel the onset of rampant seminal marshaling deep down between my own legs. Your
condition has deteriorated. If this continues you may well be on life support pre-orgasm!

I am taking you now so deep and with such relish that you have almost . Only the wonderful
smile on your face betrays that you are still aware of your surroundings. Even as I incline my head
and once again kiss those ultimately desirable lips, I cum inside you with the force of a
water-cannon. I don't withdraw. Rather, I remain inside you, feeling our discharge combined with that
of your own orgasmic fluids. We are in perhaps the closest and most binding of emotions right now. I
wonder, is the realisation that I love you just perhaps afterglow thoughts. Are you feeling it too?

THE FIN

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[header]**As always, I write for the pure fantasy of it and nothing illegal is ever seriously condoned."[/header]


I had just bought my tennis ball-machine and started play tennis with it four days before the grand event took place. I had been going out to the high school's tennis courts, for about . This is a small town and only has one High school and not that many people play tennis other than the in high school. However, the school has excellent pro courts. Since hardly any adults in town play tennis, I'm use to having the courts all to myself after, school let's-out. So you can imagine my surprise when two of the sexiest Asian women I've ever seen in this town walked onto the tennis courts, this particular day. I stopped playing and stood there wishing and hoping my Asian virginity status would change in a drastic way with one of them.

It turns out that I had seen one of them before, and knew she was the heiress to the Kyoto Brighton Hotel in Japan, I happen to catch it said on a TV documentary about Japan's top families and her photo came up as Japan's Paris Hilton and they say she has style and grace.

They called her Asian X. A natural brunette who has large, upturned, perky breasts. Her waist was small, but she had this ass that stuck out just right. It was the kind that you wanted to grab onto and ride. And she has a perfect pair of legs, those of a year old.

Asian X is a real beauty, a swim suit model type and extremely sexy, shoulder length natural brunette with short bangs, perfect

sweet innocent looking face, dark black eyes, perfect white teeth, nice full lips, and her waist was small, and nice firm 36b

breasts. She enjoyed working out and keeping in shape. She was relatively short, 5' 4" and 110 lbs. With her being so tiny, she

would have a very tight puss, ran through my mind as I stared at them wishing I brought my camera.

Her skin was tanned just right, she is wearing a very short black cheerleader type skirt with matching black panties and sports bra tee shirt, "it was a windy afternoon". It is also one of the things, I liked when, I first began playing this game, "women's tennis apparel looks totally sexy on either long female legs as well as short sexy leg".

Her friend Sarah was what you could call, "the perfect fuck-me girl". Asian X has a very good eye for beauty; "with a lot of lust

thrown in to finish off that idea of Beautiful. Sarah had decided not to wear her jet black waist length hair up but just let it flow

naturally around her back. Although I couldn't hear all of what was being said, Sarah hitched her skirt over her hips and admired the delicious curves of her small, round rump, framed by the pleated folds of her orange silk tennis skirt. Two succulent hemispheres formed an almost perfect heart. She wiggled her ass provocatively and Asian X squeezed those lovely, luscious moons. 'Don't make me wait. Please,' she half-begged, half-demanded. Asian X slapped her buttock to shut her up, "I guessed". Sarah let out a little yelp, grinned at me over her shoulder and then buried her head in Asian X's perky breasts to hind her face.

They would even look great in a potato sack. I took a sit in the green fold-up chair I bring to center court side-lines at the net, I can watch both sides of any court being played on from were I sat and I wanted to see what these two would do next. It looked like the promiscuous one was Sarah and Asian X was more a soft-trainer, "you know, someone who will lead if needed but, also be submissive so her lover can have a choice (open to both male and female lovers).

Both women walk over to where I'm sitting at center court. While explaining to me that they left all their balls at home and could

I let them use a few of mine, I notice how erect Asian X's nipples have become. A combination of the gentle breeze and maybe

sexual excitement has made both Asian X and Sarah's nipples very responsive.

I let them know that they could use my balls and take what they need, we three laugh at what was implied. I find myself getting

a hard-on while talking with them, thoughts of Asian X who is a little older than the young Sarah but, not by much. "Asian X,

she's able to be much more sexier, maybe because of her age, and it's "bone-ing" me up fast with each word she speaks. It's

hard to describe what it looks like to stand there and watch these two with balls in hand walk away over to the next court. The

heart shape hips swaying from side to side and tan legs shining just right in the afternoon sun was breath taking.

One hour later,

they came back to my court watched me hit a few and then ask if there was some were to shower-up. It just so happen I help

out some time holding court for the mid-schooler, when they come to practice and I was given keys to the showers that are

beneath the stadium benches, only use by the coaches.

I'll tell you, to be ask to shower with not one but two absolutely fine Asian's was more than I ever wished fore. And it was Asian X who made it so easy for all of us to get into it.

She removed her shirt and tennis skirt, leaving on her sports bra and black silk panties, which were totally drenched and were

clinging to her body. I couldn't ever in my over lustful dreams had imagined this happening to me. I ripped off her bra and

sucked on one nipple while pinching the other large one. Her nipples were super sensitive and stuck out about a half an inch and

was still growing. Each time I would suck hard on one nipple while pinching the other one, she would let out a moan that would

make any man instantly hard. Even through the shower spray, I could see that her pussy was becoming drenched by the large

pussy juice stain on her panties.

Sarah stood in the corner of the shower rubbing her nipples through her shirt. She certainly looked interested in what we were doing. And before long, Sarah then got on her knees and began to suck my hard dick. God, it felt good! She would take my whole dick in her throat and then slowly slide it out while twirling her tongue around the shaft. When she arrived at the head, she would swirl around the tip of it with her tongue while stroking my dick. She had an expert mouth and brought me close to cum-ming way to soon. I had her stopped and removed her panties. Asian X had started to finger her pussy through her panties, and Sarah invited her to help remove her clothes.

They removed all of her clothing to reveal the tightest body I had ever seen. Sarah was also a real brunette because she had

very black pubic hair, which was neatly trimmed around her pouty lady-lips. I laid down on the floor of the shower, and Sarah,

with a little coaxing from Asian X, positioned her pussy over my waiting dick. I was about to lose my Asian virginity by having

my first Asian pussy, and so was Sarah going to lost both her virginity and have a black man all in one. She slowly lowered

herself onto my cock, but she was so tight that she couldn't do it herself. She then sat back while Asian X tongued her pussy

to loosen her up a bit. After she was well lubricated by Asian X's tongue job, I entered Sarah's pussy little by little until I'd

reached her hymen. I then pushed with a little of my might, and she screamed in a mixture of pleasure with a touch of pain. I

slowly and gently kept inching in until I was in to the hilt. I held it there for a couple of minutes so she could feel my hard

dick in there and remember this tight; tight fit. Once she adjusted, she could be on top and go for it.

Meanwhile, Asian X positioned her pussy over my face so I could tongue her puss and suck her clit. Sarah was bouncing her

tight pussy on my dick while I ate out Asian X. There is no feeling in this world like a first-time-fucked pussy clamped around

your engorged cock. Sarah was moaning and was tweaking her hard nipples while she fucked my rigid dick. Asian X's pussy was

the best tasting delight and I will always remember it.. She was grinding her pussy into my mouth, and I was licking and slurping

for all I was worth.

After about fifth-teen minutes of girl on top, I decided it was my turn to call the shots. I flipped Sarah onto all fours and rammed

her doggy style. This cause a loud moan to escape her lips. I thrusts my dick, balls deep...into her throbbing pussy with long

slow strokes to build up her excitement for the big O I wanted her to have at the end. Asian X still wanted her pussy eaten, so

she stood in front of my face, and I didn't hesitate to take the opportunity to suck on her fabulous clit and lick as deeply as I

could into her lady-lips. I must have been hitting Sarah's G-spot because she was thrashing around and bathing my dick in pussy

juice, as orgasm after orgasm hit her and I continued my balls-deep long. slow thrusts.

Her tight pussy was squeezing my dick so much that I couldn't hold out any longer. With one final thrust, I shot deep into

Sarah's vagina, and this set off her last and most intense orgasm yet. Suddenly, "SSPPSSSS .. SSPPSSSS .. SSPPSSSS."

Sarah's pussy squirted over and over again, all over my black man-meat and legs. Her fluid was gushing more and more with

each thrust forward she was given.

"AH .. AH .. AH!!" Sarah sighed with each powerful squirt.

Asian X still had not orgasmed yet, so she sat on the floor and I began eating her love box once again. I licked deep in the

hole and on her clit plus, I thrust two fingers in and out of her hot lady-lips. When I felt the walls of her pussy contract around

my fingers, I put my tongue flat against her clit and held it still. She ground her clit as hard as she needed too, onto my tongue

as she filled my mouth with her sweet Asian nectar.

After her orgasm subsided, we washed up and went our separate ways home, but I hope we will come and meet up again back

to the same place, after tennis practice and head to the high school showers to relive one of the best times I have ever had.

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