1. Private Interview


    Date: 3/14/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 58.3, Source: sexstories.com

    and caresses of her more sensitive parts. " Your from Vietnam?" I ask, making conversation. "Yes," she replies. Her hands drop to her sides. I took her breast gently lifting it against her, my finger and thumb rolling and pinching her nipple. Many Asians pad their bras to make up for what they may feel they'd like to have, but don't ... but Lu's breasts fill my hand nicely, rendering the need to pad her bra redundant. I take the flimsily covered nipple in my fingers rolling it gently. I feel her hips lift up, as if she is going up on tiptoes. I always like them going onto tiptoes. Lu is behaving as I like. I move my other hand onto her other breast and repeat the caressing, to be rewarded by an arch of her back and a stretching of ankles and feet onto tips of delicate toes. I release the little hard peas I have brought out of hiding in the center of her breasts, fondling them gently. I fondle, pinch and squeeze her hard nipples and supple breasts. I seeking to arouse this little morsel of young womanhood. I lean my head to her neck, and ask, " Born in Vietnam?" Then I kiss her neck. She tastes clean, young, and fresh. " Yes," she replies, keeping things simple, staring out the window at the night, her hands lying limp by her side as mine continue to work on her pleasantly shapely breasts. " Like it?" I ask, moving my fingers to the buttons down the front of her slim knit dress. I start to undo them, commencing at the top and working down. " Yes, I like it," she replies, her ...
    voice clear, being polite. " Have not been alone with a man," she adds, feeling it is best that one of us is talking. Feeling, perhaps, that by bringing up her inexperenice with petting I will release her from her torment. What else is going through her pretty little Oriental mind? Is she hoping against hope that this horny older man will look at her naked, appreciate her beauty and loveliness, and let her go? Or will I want to ... do more with her. To her? If she concludes that I will ... want to do more, with her, to her... what will her view be on that? I loosen all the buttons down the front of her dress, watching our reflection in the window as I do. Easing up the lower part of the dress to get at the buttons near the hem, baring her stocking-clad legs ... as I do. I watch as she lets me unbutton her dress, her hands held demurely out of the way. I spread it wide. In the reflection, flickering lights breaking through here and there, I see a hot young lady in a lightweight bra, a surprisingly brief and wildly scarlet thong; thigh high stockings that end six inches lower than her panties, affording an appettising view of smooth cream colored thighs. I'm behind her, holding her dress open. " Best you take it off," I say to her, releasing her. I watch as she shrugs off her dress, catches it carefully behind her, eyes averted, folds it. She looks about her to see where she might put it. Moves to a nearby chair and places it neatly over the arm. As she straightens she shoots a ...
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