[Story] A Domestic Affair
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At this rate.. this is goin to be THE top forum!
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yeah !! simply cant leave this story at all... he explained in clear simple words and yet exciting !! the reader can picture the whole senerio !!
keep it going...!!
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Good Work!!!
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ahha..
"sir, teach me how to fuck....! "
powerful la... izzit really true a not? too good to be true liao...
Actually i happen to know quite a few( 7-10) Vn girls age ard 25...
they are really much more traditional , even as compared to china...
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Good essay. excellent!
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Sir , i want to gay with you okay.
me no wear ao dai , me use my prick to f uck you. -
i think this WILL be a top forum.... haha... great job....
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V nice
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BRAVO!!!
part III quick!!! -
Hey its already 10pm!!! Still no part 3. I think Grimnar is "doing" part 3 now...
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Nice story
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haha go on~ we'll be gd audiences..we promise
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Gd story...u can bcum a script director leh...
Keep it up!
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Wah almost 1130pm... I think tonite no need to wait liao... Grimnar is really doing part 3
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lolz.. I think everyone waiting for part 3..
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logging in..
waiting for part 3..
Nice story.. keep up the work
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Shocked.
This coming from the meek and soft-spoken lady I barely knew for a week.
Bewildered.
Everyone stereotyped the Vietnamese woman as ultra conservative.
Disbelief.
Here I am, thousands of miles away from Singapore, now faced with the decision to do or not to do.
Horny.
I'm sure many guys would understand me when I finally plucked up courage and left my room to look for her.
She was sitting on the steps. Was she waiting to see if I had any response? Her long beautiful hair was let down and she was not in her Ao Dai anymore. Instead, she was wearing a small white Tshirt that did not do a very good job of hiding her slim figure. Han must have removed the outer portion of the Ao Dai as she was still wearing that same white pants earlier.
The creaking of the steps must have told her I was coming down but she did not make a move or turn around to look. She sat and looked stoically ahead of her as if anticipating my first move.
I stopped one step behind her and sat down, at the same time, I put my hand on her shoulder.
I noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra. The steady hum hum of the air con was the only noise that echoed in the house.
"Xin Loi?" (This means something like "Excuse Me")
I gave her shoulder a slight squeeze as I spoke to her.
She leaned back against my knees without any prompt. This was the first time that I have been so physically close to her. Although no words were spoken by any one of us, there was a feeling that our bodies were controlled by some greater being.
I opened my legs and let her body lean against mine. My brother started his dull throbbing as blood began to fill it up. The feeling of being wanted surfaced with a vengeance and I pushed my face into her hair, taking a whiff of her flowery scented hair.
I put my arms around her body, hugging her from the back. My fingers were rubbing her arms, feeling the cold skin, and keeping her warm.
"Han like Sir very much. Han be good vo (wife) ok?" She lay on my shoulder and looked at me lovingly as she confessed her feelings.
I must admit, although it had been only a week, I too began to develop some indescribable feelings for her. I am sure it isn't love. But there was a certain attraction to her. Being catered to and well taken care of whenever I was home only served to stregthen that magnetic bond to her.
"Han, you make love before to other man?" Dropping a note like that to me wasn't what I thought would come from a conservative lady like her. I had my qualms that she was not a virgin anymore. Of course, back in Singapore, I wouldn't even bother to ask anything like that and just fire away. But with this girl, it was as though she had a label saying "Fragile - Handle with Care" stuck all over her.
She shook her head embarassingly as if I would look down on her if she was still a virgin.
"Han watched many love video at Mai Nang. Sir please teach." Mai Nang was the name of the agency where I hired her. I am surprised they even had "love videos". I wondered if these "instructional" videos were the same porn stuff we see.
Too deep in to go back now, and not to mention the incredible hunger for sex that was coursing through my veins, I wanted her so much that my sense of morality and decency was thrown out the window.
I told her I will teach her if she will allow me to and stood up. Holding her hand I wanted to pull her up so that I could bring her back to the room. She remained in a kneeling position and pulled me back towards her. No words were spoken as she pulled down my pants and held my semi hard brother in her right hand and started to suck on it gently.
I moved into a more confortable position against the wall so that I could look down and watch her. When I repositioned myself, she kept my brother warm and tight in her mouth, never letting him go as she struggled to make the positional change with me. I was impressed. The "videos" she watched must have been some real nice ones.
With both her hands at the back of my thighs now, she started to thrust me into her mouth rhythmically. I could feel myself moaning as she sent waves of pleasure through me. I relaxed myself and leaned back, occasionally pushing her hair away so I could see her working my brother.
She looked very eager to please me and thrust me in and out with a sense of urgency as if this would be the only time we would be doing this. I'm sure my life in Vietnam would have to be rewritten from this point onwards. She would look up at one once a while and in those eyes of hers I could see she was worried if she was doing it well enough for me.
It certainly felt very orgasmic. It had been a long while since I last had a blow job from someone. This lady, who I portrayed as sweet and quiet was giving the blow job of my life! Her hunger was insatiable as she just kept pulling me in to f uck her mouth.
I closed my eyes and concentrated on the warming sensation in my loins. Ecstacy was almost upon me. I held her head with both my hands and we rocked even harder. My look must have been one in deep concentration as I willed myself as hard as I could to hold back. I didn't want this feeling to end as I edged closer to the climatic end.
Reaching the peak and unable to control it any longer, I held her head close to me and shot my c um into her mouth. I released load after load of warm fluid into her. My heart was pounding furiously and I slowly tried to relax myself as my ejaculation ended.
Feeling her still tounging my brother I released the grip I had that held her head against my lower body. I felt unwilling to let my brother leave her mouth, it was becoming very comfortable in there. She gave me a wide eyed look and smiled mischieviously. She swallowed everything! Not one drop of c um spilled in this encounter and she had taken everything that I had given.
My heart went out to her as I leaned down and lifted her up and embraced her.
"Han, tonight you sleep with Sir?" I asked as she pulled off her Tshirt and started to wipe my brother dry from the mixture of her saliva and c um.
This was the first time looking at her naked upper body. The unblemished fair skin was soft to the touch as I moved my hands over her shoulders and her back. Her n ipples were small, pinkish and sexily erected from the low temperature. I moved my hand under one of her b reasts and experienced the sliky and smooth suppleness.
As she finished cleaning my brother up, she leaned against me and whispered so softly that I almost didn't catch it, "Sir, Han want more."
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geez.. have to wait for the finale...
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Bravo!!!
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very nice....pls continue...very exciting
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wei.. how could you ?Originally posted by Deportivo:
/ show chopper
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i like the way u built up her character. makes the reader even hornier that such a chaste woman can act in such a way.
almost every man's dream? eheh
good read so far, but a nit pick would be that i KNOW u can inject more "class" in the parts where there were sexual references.
but otherwise.. good! awaiting ur final installment. -
