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Asian sex story: I called Miya a few months later, on my way to visit my friend Chris in Tokyo. Chris was a translator for one of the big keiretsu, he worked hard by day. Like every other Tokyoite, he played hard by night, mostly at the company\'s expense. To me, he was crash space and a drinking buddy. Miya agreed to come over to his house, but had trepidations about spending time with two strange, foreign men. I mentioned to her that it might be fun. After some cajoling, and the promise of Kahlua mud slides did she finally relent. Asian sex story continues... Miya came over some hours later, around 10 pm, just as Chris was strategically \'going out.\' She told us that she just came back from a party, and was a bit tired. I believed her. Miya, all 4\'9\"\" of her, was dressed in black. Black stretch tee, black leotard leggings, black sneakers, black lipstick. And, black sacks under her eyes. She was a goth minx goddess, going for the lolita-vampiress look. She succeeded. It didn\'t take much time for her to see that she was having an effect on Chris and I. Or, more specifically, on \'little Chris and Rojo.\' \"\"It\'s nice to meet you,\"\" said Chris, as he stepped out \'to get some more vodka\'. \"\"I\'ll be back in an hour or so.\"\" He grinned at Miya, and closed the door. That left us alone. Asian sex story continues... Ah, I\'m sooo tired. Miya leaned against me, almost upsetting the glass of Kahlua that I was pouring her. I could feel her under the tights...no bra! Well, it _was_ summer.... Here. I think that you\'ll like this. I handed her the glass. I see that you\'re into tight tees now. Yeah, it\'s all the rage with the young. Showing your bellybutton like Madonna. Mmmm. This _is_ good. Ahhh..... she swooned, as I started working my hands into her shoulders. She purred as I kneaded my fingers into her. I kissed her neck. She turned as I brushed her hair back, kissing her, pulling at her top. She melted, responding to my hands, my lips; shuddering in anticipation of what was to come. I poured her another Kahlua. I turned her around, working my hands into her shoulders, under her blouse, rubbing, caressing, and indulging in what she loved the most: kissing. I could taste Kahlua, licking it out of her mouth as she pulled on my shirt, which I took off. I kneaded my hands into her breasts, pinching her nipples under the tee. I could see them hardening like twin erasers under her top. Ah, I saw that. I teased her, at the points on her shirt. Do you like it? I was just out with my girl friends. We all dress like this.> she purred. I noticed that Kahlua tends to make Miya, and other Japanese girls purr. Beer doesn\'t seem to do it for the girls, but cocktails, and for Miya, Kahlua.... Let me see if I can help you with that.... I said, pulling on the tight shirt, pinching at her nipples, running my lips across her milky white skin. Ah, these women of the night... by day, Miya was trapped in the corner of an office under buzzing fluorescent lighting; night time was the only time she really ever got any air; at night, she was alive. I ran my tongue across one nipple as I rubbed the area inside her thighs, kneading and rubbing her tired muscles; she ran her tiny hands through my hair as I licked and kissed her, lower, lower still until I pulled her tights off --just as I thought. She wasn\'t wearing any panties. She moaned, as my finger sank into her wetness. The sneakers were long gone, doffed at the door as is Japanese custom. Taking a drink (and some ice) I dove into her wetness with my tongue, rolling her into a 69 with me on the bottom, spreading those thin milky thighs that had captivated me since we had first met. I passed my tongue over her bud, teasing it with the ice. What? Ahh..! Oh, god...! she shuddered, rubbing my by now engorged member through my pants, pulling at the buttons on my jeans. She found out that I don\'t wear underwear either. It tends to get in the way. She grabbed at my dick, rubbing and squeezing it. As I thrusted my tongue into her depths, I pushed her head down. \"\"Mmmm...mph!\"\" She moaned, engulfing and licking my tool. Then she stopped. I have an idea. I soon found out what it was. She must\'ve taken a drink. Coolness. Cool sensations traveling from my legs as she engulfed me again. I could feel myself hardening in her throat. Enough of this, I thought. She mewed in protest as I threw her off me, turning her over onto Chris\'s half folded futon, raising her by her ankles, entering her with one hard push. We didn\'t hear the keys in the door, Chris, or his shoes coming off with a flop at the door. Well, I see you kids have been busy. Do we still need drinks?> YES! Miya disentangled from me. My turn to protest. \"\"Great timing, dude!\"\" I smirked, but did not put anything on. Neither did she. Cum inside to watch live Asian sex videos, tons of pics and full Asian sex stories now!!! |
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