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Asian Phase
Wenge's tight little cunt moved up and down my cock. She was rising slowly up with her thighs, getting about half way up my dick, and then gently sinking down, letting her tiny pussy be impaled by member. When she got to the bottom she would slowly grind against the base of my cock for a few beats and then repeat her stroke. She did this sequence of movments over and over again in exactly the same way each time. This was her second round of being on top of me, and I had been making her work it like this for a long time.
The electricity was out in Cape Verde, and had been out so long that even the hotel generators had been turned off. So my room was fairly dark and very hot. Her entire body glistened as she worked up and down on my dick. I loved the way the sweat gathered on her firm little breasts and sometimes dripped off her nipples. Occassionally I would lean up and suck the sweet, salty sweat off of her tits.
Every stroke and gyration from her perfect pussy gave me a surge of easy pleasure. I was lying in a puddle of pure heaven, and felt like fucking exactly like this forever.
The thing I loved most about screwing these dainty Chinese women is that they made me feel huge. Partly it was due to the way they had to work to get my big white cock into their tiny little asian pussies. And the fact that they were all about 5 foot tall and weighed roughly 100 pounds was just as much of a treat for me. I loved the way their lithe little bodies felt on top of me. I loved their demure way of doing exactly what I said, for as long as I wanted them to do it. Mostly, I loved the feeling of power that they gave me. I loved it even more than the exquisite feeling of their perfect little boxes stroking my big dick. I think every man eventually craves asian pussy. The tight cute little perfect women that do what a man wants. Who wouldn't want that? Especially when they came in pairs!
Hui came out of the bathroom and returned to bed. I turned to watch her walk while Wenge continued to do her dance on my dick. Hui had full breasts for a Chinese woman, so big that they actually bounced while she walked towards us. And she had a full hairy bush that I found strangely hot. Maybe it was because the rest of her body was so lean and dainty, that it was suprising to find her tits and pussy so full and sexually powerful. She got into bed and Wenge looked at her, with an unspoken question on her face. She was tired. She wanted to switch and let Hui ride my dick for a while. Hui nodded curtly, and Wenge eased off my dick. Hui straddled me, and slowly guided my hardon into her pussy. It took her a little while to slowly ease down, and get the whole thing inside her. Then she started a quick little pace, grinding her little pussy into me almost urgently. Her firm breasts bobbled each time she ground into me, already starting glisten with sweat.
Somewhere down deep my balls started to loosen. The load was coming now, like a launch sequence for a rocket that couldn't be stopped. Something about the change in pace had broken the spell. I was going to blow my wad soon.
This change was not lost on Wenge and Hui and they were very eager to get me to finally cum. Hui leaned forward pressing her tits to my chest, so I could feel them bounce, as she kept up the pace.
She started to talk dirty to me in her cute little Chinese accent, "Oh yes, you'we dick so big. Fill me. Fuwk me hawd". She began to moan and groan words of encouragement, and picked up the beat with her pussy even faster.
And Wenge leaned over to rub my balls with her tiny soft hand. She timed her massaging with Hui's quick thrusts. She did her own rant. "Fuwk hew with you'we big Amewican dick. You big man. Fuwk good. Fuwk hawd. Oh wes. wes. Wes!"
Their accents were so familiar to me that it was just plain hot to hear them talk dirty. Just the way I taught them. And god what they were doing felt good. Having one woman massage my balls while the other bounced up and down on my dick, and slapped her wet tits on my chest was too much. The feeling of drowsy, heavenly fucking was gone and replaced by an urgent need to blast everything I had in to this perfect little woman. A held out a few more strokes and groaned. My body went rigid as I pumped and emptied myself into sweet petite Hui. It felt like a river of cum flowing out of me.
Afterwards, I lay there in a post-coital coma on the wet bed, and the two women lay down on either side of me, rubbing my chest and body. God I loved fucking these women! I felt like such a stud when I wore them out so much that they would get desperate and do nearly anything to get me to finally cum. Their incredible sex was like a drug that I couldn't get enough of. When they had finally worn out my dick, and I was laying there all exhausted and satisfied, then they would talk to me in their cute pigeon English. What they wanted was practice, like an English lesson of sorts. They were going to America, and Cape Verde was just a stop on the way for them.
The Chinese route to America was seldom straight these days and often wound through at least one foreign country. These young ladies were in Cape Verde for almost the same reason that I was. It was ridiculously easy to get a Cape Verdean passport that was more or less legal. Six months here and they could pass to another country and then on to the U.S. They seemed shakey on the details, probably because what they were told was mainly lies and respresented only about half of the real information. And of course their command of English was pretty poor, and I was only really interested in teaching them to talk dirty. So it was a bit hard for me to understand the little that they did know.
But I did figure out that they had each paid a snakehead quite a lot of money (by their standards) to get here, and they didn't even seem all that surprised that they had immediately been pimped out as whores. A snakehead is a term for a gang that smuggles people through various ports and countries on the way to western countries. I got the impression that they really feared the guys that ran the den that they were spending their time in, but didn't really have much choice but to stay. It was obvious that any money I gave them ended up in the guys pockets.
I could tell that they were raised to be good girls, conservative and shy, but had resigned themselves to becoming whores for a little while in order to get to the U.S. They didn't seem upset that they had to fuck for a living and went about it in an oddly sweet dedicated way. They were going to make sure that I was completely satisfied, which meant that I could do about anything to their gorgeous bodies if it got me off. It was also clear that they enjoyed coming to the hotel to do me because I was a lot nicer to them than the drunk sailors they usually had to deal with, and at least they got out of the den for a little while. They always seemed sad when the time was up and they had to go. I could tell that they really liked to linger with me. Strangely enough, it was more than just the amazing sex, they always left me feeling loved. That made me want more and more, and led to me spending even more of my dwindling funds to have them both again.
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