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Mellow Yellow Ch. 25

by miskeivitch on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

Chapter 25: Yellow pussy for breakfast - aged to perfection Melinda, my wife, showered, dressed and ate her breakfast without saying one stinking little word to me. I couldn't decipher anything from her face either. That's how Vietnamese women are. When they're not happy, they clam up instead of pouting or throwing a tantrum the way white women do. I though...

Mellow Yellow Ch. 03

by miskeivitch on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Ch. 3: The Evil Mrs. Nguyen Hanna came to my place to tell me more about Ted and herself. As soon as she came in, I knew my friend was in distress. "What's the problem, Hanna?" "I tell you what happen. I go out with Ted now three month so I think we almost old married couple. So, I think it OK tell my friend where I have work who my boyfriend. I say them...

Bush Men from Vietnam

by gbgood on Aug 31, 2017
Group Sex

I first met the two Vietnamese brothers, Ngo and Niem, when my husband and I stopped in their nursery for some shrubs. They were both in their early twenties, and told us they migrated from the city of Hanoi in Vietnam. Geography not being my best subject, I asked where that was exactly, and Niem said it was in the northern region of Vietnam. I read about...

Vietnamese Sex Contests

by asiansexfight on Dec 23, 2019
Group Sex

Tranh stood legs wide astride; arms outstretched gripping the metal frame in front of her. Sweat dripped from her face onto her naked breasts and quivering stomach muscles. Quivering because she was straining to hold a dildo inside her shaved cunt, quivering because a 10-kilo weight hung from the dildo threatening to pull it from the grip of her cunt muscles...

Mellow Yellow Ch. 01

by miskeivitch on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

[b]Ch. 1: Hanna Discovers White Bananas[/b] Hanna knew that I was a ghost writer and she wanted someone to write the story of how she met her new husband in 1983. She came to my place to tell me her story and then let me write it for her. Hanna speaks broken English and talks very quickly. With her limited English, she is very eloquent and colourful in her...

The French Exchange Ch. 02: The Pain

by Praeparvus on Sep 1, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The first three weeks of my six-week stint in France as a language exchange student had been the strangest of my life, chiefly due to my chronic bed-wetting habit and my distinctly unimpressive anatomy. The second three weeks would be even weirder, and would mark me both physically and psychologically for the rest of my life. I was staying with the family o...

White Guy in Vietnam Ch. 01

by whiteguy4asian on Jan 24, 2018
Interracial Love

Acknowledgements: oldnakeddad, editor * I'm getting off of the bus in Ninh Hoa, a rural town one hour north of Nha Trang, in Vietnam. It's been forty-eight hours since I'd boarded my flight out of Calgary. Exhaustion isn't the worst part...my skin is soaking in sweat and I need to get out of my clothes. How can the locals be wearing jeans? I look for my h...

Ex-Marine Hubby Ch. 02

by Ashesh9 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I dropped the belt & quietly asked "McCarthy, where did you learn to be such a docile Slutboy for your Mistress?" The ex-Marine Chief Cop's defeated shoulders drooped even more: he knew his shameful, submissive secret would have to be shared with his female boss!? "Mistress N'gyuen van Duc, I was a Marine Captain in Vietnam in the early '70-s. I was leadin...

Indian Sex Club Ch. 08

by asiansexfight on Dec 9, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This can be read and enjoyed as a stand-alone story, but deeper character depth and the effects of the plots, twists and turns of the Subcontinent Railway Sex Club will be found by reading the Indian Sex Club Story series. Mai and I arrived at the Candelles Vietnamese Wedding Reception where a Vietnamese body beauty contest was to be held at midnight. Mai w...

Mellow Yellow Ch. 12

by miskeivitch on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Melinda poured some French coffee for me and some tea for herself. She set out our breakfast of soup and banh pho and sat down beside me. I had already fed Tanya, who happily sat in her high chair, puzzled at why adults didn't like baby food. "We have to talk about this, Paul." When a woman begins a sentence with "We have to talk," that's the sign for a...