Asian Wife Swap (part 1) free porn video
My wife and I have been together for 20 years, since our early twenties. We both work full-time in professional jobs and our sex life, while nice, is far from wild. In many ways, we couldn't be more different - I'm 6'1, white, with a high sex drive and a number of partners before we met, while she is Vietnamese, tiny (5'2" and 46kg), and a virgin until we had been dating for 6 months. While we've both stayed fit as the years have passed, she has stayed particularly well-preserved. At 45, she is still slim, lithe, pretty as she was the day we met. And her pussy is still so tight that it takes lots of foreplay before I can squeeze all of my 7.5 inches into her.
Growing up in a Catholic Vietnamese family, sex was always a taboo topic for her. No matter what happens, she will never be comfortable talking about sex. She still prefers sex in the bedroom, there are no toys or outlandish lingerie, and she never trims or shaves her pussy, not even on our honeymoon.
Fortunately for me, though, she has beautiful long silky pubes that are naturally very sparse, so over the years I've come to appreciate her pussy so much that I'd possibly be slightly disappointed if she shaved it. And she has the neatest, tidiest little brown labia, pink insides, and firm clit, which I could lick all day. And for all of her sexual conservatism, she is really good at sex. She loves to be eaten, cums hard, can squeeze my cock to orgasm with her pussy muscles, and she still has a body that gets me rock hard at the first glimpse of her in the shower.
As I've aged, one of the most surprising things that I've noticed is that all the jealous feelings that afflicted me so strongly in my youth have completely evaporated. Where once I might have felt hot anger flush my face if I saw a guy chatting to my wife, now I find it sexy. She looks so much younger than her years, and so sexy at times, that I can barely believe that I'm the only one that has ever sampled her beautiful pussy. In recent years, the thought of sharing her has become more and more prominent in my fantasies, and I've often jerked off to the thought of her with another guy, particularly one of my friends.
Of course, I am just a man. And having a pretty wife doesn't necessarily stop the wandering eye. The fact is, I've got an extremely bad case of yellow fever. I first noticed asian women when I was at University as an 18 year old and it was like seeing women for the first time again. I tried dating a few, but didn't get very far, and it wasn't until I was in my first job that one of my coworkers, an insanely hot recently divorced Chinese woman who I hadn't even considered to be an option due to her hotness, casually took me home from work one day, told me she had just shaved her pussy and wanted me to fuck her. After that, I was hooked. I chased every asian girl in town. The more I had, the more I wanted.
And then there was Alicia. A super hot Chinese girl who I'd met a couple of times in passing and whose tall, slender body had made an instant impression on me. And suddenly my good friend Sam, seemingly from nowhere, had left his wife and was dating Alicia. He'd never been with an asian woman before, but I could see in his eyes that the yellow fever had consumed him. Before long they were married.
And from then on, Sam and Alicia and my wife and I were close friends. We frequently socialise together, have travelled together on holidays, and spend much of our spare time together. The wives have become very close. And I have more and more of a boner for Alicia.
She has a spectacular body, different from my wife, much taller, darker skin. Probably the best legs I've ever seen. I've lost count of the number of nights I've tried to catch a glimpse up her skirt. I'm sure Sam has noticed but he never said anything. A few times I've managed to see a flash of her white cotton panties, and one time I got a great view of her dark nipples as she bent over to pick something up. I jerked to that memory for weeks. The highlight was finding a pair of her used panties in her hamper once; I quickly shoved them into my pocket and they have become one of my prized possessions, even though I can no longer smell her on them.
Even though I'd jerked to her a million times, I never truly expected anything more. And while I had worked out that Sam had a bad case of yellow fever, I wasn't sure if my wife was to his taste. We'd never spoken about it, although when we travelled in asia together we often smirked at each other as a hot woman would walk past.
That is, until the 40th birthday weekend...
A few of our friendship group were turning 40 at the same time, so we all arranged a weekend away, staying in a group of cabins. Naturally, Sam and Alicia and my wife and I took a cabin together. On the Saturday night, we had arranged the big birthday dinner at a nearby restaurant. It was a great night, filled with good food, laughter, chat and an absurd amount of red wine.
It probably wasn't that late when we all arrived back at the cabins. There were several other couples in our cabin, and the drinking continued. Soon, though, the other couples drifted back to their cabins, and it was just the four of us. I expected my wife to want to go to bed, but she'd had a few more drinks than usual and was clearly up for some more fun.
There was a hot tub in the cabin, so before long we had grabbed a few more cold drinks, hopped into our swimming clothes (as good asian girls do), and were relaxing in the big tub together. Somehow we ended up so that Alicia was next to me, and my wife and Sam were next to eachother. Everyone was pretty drunk. Suddenly my wife says, laughing, "looks like we're about to do a husband swap!" There was laughter, then a telling silence. The girls caught each other's eye, and I looked straight at Sam. He shrugged, then grinned. I glanced at my wife, whose face was flushed, and she had a wild look in her eye that I'd never seen before. I could feel Alicia's thigh pressed against mine, and blood rushing to my cock. Someone had to break the unbearable silence.
I opened my mouth. With a croaky voice, I ventured "I guess what happens on camp stays on camp?" And that was all it took. As my left hand found Alicia's smooth thigh under the water, I looked back at my wife and mouthed "are you sure?" to her. She simply nodded. I looked at Sam, he could only grin. It was really going to happen. I could only look on in amazement as he slipped an arm around my bride, and she snuggled in against him. Soon he was kissing her neck; she had her eyes closed and was making little cooing noises. I could only imagine what was happening below the water's surface.
Soon all that was forgotten as I felt Alicia's fingers brush against my rock hard cock. I turned to her and we looked deep into each other's eyes. I could see that all my years of lusting over her weren't completely one-sided. I kissed her long and hard, her wet tongue pushing urgently into my mouth. I slid my hand along her thigh, wondering if she'd push it away, but soon I was pressed against her mound and I felt her hips start to shift gently.
Knowing my wife, I was sure this wasn't going to turn into a wild foursome in the tub. As horny as she might be, I was sure she wouldn't be so keen on me watching her, or even revealing her naked body for Alicia to see. Loud enough for everyone to hear, I whispered to Alicia that maybe we should go back to one of the bedrooms, took her by the hand and stepped out of the tub. I caught my wife glancing at the huge tent in my shorts, before she turned her attention back to Sam. Perfect.
Alicia said she wanted to quickly freshen up, so in a moment of genius, while she went to the bathroom, I slipped into the bedroom that my wife and I shared, which I hoped they would soon be using, and turned on the audio recording app on my phone, which I left on the bedside table. I stole out of the room without anyone seeing, and across the hall to Alicia and Sam's room.
Soon Alicia entered, now wearing nothing but a t-shirt and panties. I had slipped my shorts off and was just wearing a towel around my waist, and my 7.5 inch erection was threatening to burst it apart at any second. I was so horny I could barely breathe. She crawled onto the bed like a panther, her silky brown skin shining in the lamplight. She nestled right up against me, put her mouth to my ear, and whispered "I'm not going to fuck you. I'm sorry, I'm not ready to do that". Just what I had feared, cold feet. But she continued, "but we're going to have lots of fun..."
With that, she grabbed the towel and threw it across the room. My cock sprung up, harder than I can ever remember, straining for her attention. I lay back on the bed, she was on all fours, now staring at my throbbing cock, a single drop of pre-cum balanced on top, glistening like a diamond. I couldn't believe that my mate's wife, the object of my desire for so many years, was only inches away from my engorged cock.
She slid closer, suddenly taking my purple head in her beautiful little mouth. My whole body twitched, she paused for a second, maybe wondering if I was about to fill her mouth with my load, but then she relaxed, and slid my shaft effortlessly into her mouth. Lucky Sam, I thought, I never get blow jobs like this from my wife. As she worked her wet mouth up and down my cock, I reached behind her and undid her bra. I'd glimpsed her nipples once before but I was desperate to play with her tits. I knew they were very small, which I love, but I was surprised to see just how small they were. She was almost flat, but her skin was so brown and smooth, and her black nipples stuck out so proudly, that I couldn't imagine a hotter set.
I pulled her face off my cock so I could get closer and started licking and sucking at her nipples like a madman. She started moaning instantly, and her nipples became huge, the longest I have ever seen. She reached back and kept stroking my cock as I devoured her beautiful asian nipples.
As engrossed in her amazing body as a I was, part of me was wondering what my wife and Sam were up to. Would she get cold feet and be waiting in our bed, reading a book, or was he right now fucking her deeply? I really hoped she was getting ploughed, and most importantly, that they were doing it in our bed, so that I could enjoy a recording of the action later.
But quickly I turned my attention back to Alicia, and slid her panties off in one quick move. I was desperate to get to her pussy before she decided we'd gone too far. This was a pussy I had fantasised about, imagined, dreamt of, for so many years, I couldn't wait to finally see it. I kissed my way down her body, along her smooth brown abdomen, and felt her relax onto the bed, her perfect thighs gently falling apart.
And there it was. Tightly trimmed black hairs in a perfect V, framing very dark, wavy labia, and just a glimpse of her bright pink, wet insides. I didn't waste a second, parting her perfect pussy lips with my fingers, I began hungrily lapping at her hole. I couldn't believe how wet she was, and she was soon squirming and writhing on the bed. I start to flick my tongue at her clitoris, which became rock hard, and she started moaning audibly. Soon I had slipped two fingers deep into her warmth, the velvet walls of her pussy sucking them inside effortlessly. As I stroked the front wall of her pussy and lapped furiously at her clit, I could feel her orgasm building. She arched her back on thrust her dripping pussy harder and harder into my face. Her juices tasted amazing, sweeter than my wife but more pungent. It was an intoxicating taste. She started to cry out and I wondered if Sam and my wife could hear her. She grabbed the back of my head and squashed it further into her pussy, so I could hardly breathe. It was such an intense moment, and then, suddenly, she starting bucking, and her pussy gripped my fingers as her orgasm flooded through her. She moaned louder, then yelled "fuck, yes!" as she collapsed back against the mattress.
I pulled my face away and stared at her ripe, wet pussy, glistening with juices, her lips dark and engorged. My face was covered in her pussy juice. I was desperate to shove my hard cock deep inside her, but in a flash she had it back in her mouth, her head bobbing wildly as she pumped my shaft with both of her tiny hands.
I knew I wouldn't last long. My head was filled with images of Alicia's pussy, of my wife kissing Sam, and ideas of what she might be doing with his cock right now. I glanced down at my friend's wife, her black hair shining as she took my whole cock in her mouth. I could feel my orgasm building and I knew there was no use resisting. Alicia sensed it too and popped my cock out of her mouth; she stared it as it throbbed at her, bigger than I've ever seen it. She pumped it with both hands, directing it at her flat chest and erect nips.
It was too much for me. I arched my back as a mammoth orgasm took hold of me. I sprayed more jizz than I've seen since I was a teenager, coating her little tits, then up to her throat and, to her surprise, onto her face and mouth. I thought she might be upset, but she simply looked up at me, shocked, then licked her lips, taking some of my glistening cum into her sweet married mouth.
We kissed, and I caressed her sweet ass, not knowing if this would be the last chance I would ever get to do this. And then my attention was suddenly turned to my wife. What was she doing? How far had she gone? Was her face also covered in another man's cum? And had I recorded it for posterity.
I could hardly wait to get back to my room....
(part 2 to come)
Growing up in a Catholic Vietnamese family, sex was always a taboo topic for her. No matter what happens, she will never be comfortable talking about sex. She still prefers sex in the bedroom, there are no toys or outlandish lingerie, and she never trims or shaves her pussy, not even on our honeymoon.
Fortunately for me, though, she has beautiful long silky pubes that are naturally very sparse, so over the years I've come to appreciate her pussy so much that I'd possibly be slightly disappointed if she shaved it. And she has the neatest, tidiest little brown labia, pink insides, and firm clit, which I could lick all day. And for all of her sexual conservatism, she is really good at sex. She loves to be eaten, cums hard, can squeeze my cock to orgasm with her pussy muscles, and she still has a body that gets me rock hard at the first glimpse of her in the shower.
As I've aged, one of the most surprising things that I've noticed is that all the jealous feelings that afflicted me so strongly in my youth have completely evaporated. Where once I might have felt hot anger flush my face if I saw a guy chatting to my wife, now I find it sexy. She looks so much younger than her years, and so sexy at times, that I can barely believe that I'm the only one that has ever sampled her beautiful pussy. In recent years, the thought of sharing her has become more and more prominent in my fantasies, and I've often jerked off to the thought of her with another guy, particularly one of my friends.
Of course, I am just a man. And having a pretty wife doesn't necessarily stop the wandering eye. The fact is, I've got an extremely bad case of yellow fever. I first noticed asian women when I was at University as an 18 year old and it was like seeing women for the first time again. I tried dating a few, but didn't get very far, and it wasn't until I was in my first job that one of my coworkers, an insanely hot recently divorced Chinese woman who I hadn't even considered to be an option due to her hotness, casually took me home from work one day, told me she had just shaved her pussy and wanted me to fuck her. After that, I was hooked. I chased every asian girl in town. The more I had, the more I wanted.
And then there was Alicia. A super hot Chinese girl who I'd met a couple of times in passing and whose tall, slender body had made an instant impression on me. And suddenly my good friend Sam, seemingly from nowhere, had left his wife and was dating Alicia. He'd never been with an asian woman before, but I could see in his eyes that the yellow fever had consumed him. Before long they were married.
And from then on, Sam and Alicia and my wife and I were close friends. We frequently socialise together, have travelled together on holidays, and spend much of our spare time together. The wives have become very close. And I have more and more of a boner for Alicia.
She has a spectacular body, different from my wife, much taller, darker skin. Probably the best legs I've ever seen. I've lost count of the number of nights I've tried to catch a glimpse up her skirt. I'm sure Sam has noticed but he never said anything. A few times I've managed to see a flash of her white cotton panties, and one time I got a great view of her dark nipples as she bent over to pick something up. I jerked to that memory for weeks. The highlight was finding a pair of her used panties in her hamper once; I quickly shoved them into my pocket and they have become one of my prized possessions, even though I can no longer smell her on them.
Even though I'd jerked to her a million times, I never truly expected anything more. And while I had worked out that Sam had a bad case of yellow fever, I wasn't sure if my wife was to his taste. We'd never spoken about it, although when we travelled in asia together we often smirked at each other as a hot woman would walk past.
That is, until the 40th birthday weekend...
A few of our friendship group were turning 40 at the same time, so we all arranged a weekend away, staying in a group of cabins. Naturally, Sam and Alicia and my wife and I took a cabin together. On the Saturday night, we had arranged the big birthday dinner at a nearby restaurant. It was a great night, filled with good food, laughter, chat and an absurd amount of red wine.
It probably wasn't that late when we all arrived back at the cabins. There were several other couples in our cabin, and the drinking continued. Soon, though, the other couples drifted back to their cabins, and it was just the four of us. I expected my wife to want to go to bed, but she'd had a few more drinks than usual and was clearly up for some more fun.
There was a hot tub in the cabin, so before long we had grabbed a few more cold drinks, hopped into our swimming clothes (as good asian girls do), and were relaxing in the big tub together. Somehow we ended up so that Alicia was next to me, and my wife and Sam were next to eachother. Everyone was pretty drunk. Suddenly my wife says, laughing, "looks like we're about to do a husband swap!" There was laughter, then a telling silence. The girls caught each other's eye, and I looked straight at Sam. He shrugged, then grinned. I glanced at my wife, whose face was flushed, and she had a wild look in her eye that I'd never seen before. I could feel Alicia's thigh pressed against mine, and blood rushing to my cock. Someone had to break the unbearable silence.
I opened my mouth. With a croaky voice, I ventured "I guess what happens on camp stays on camp?" And that was all it took. As my left hand found Alicia's smooth thigh under the water, I looked back at my wife and mouthed "are you sure?" to her. She simply nodded. I looked at Sam, he could only grin. It was really going to happen. I could only look on in amazement as he slipped an arm around my bride, and she snuggled in against him. Soon he was kissing her neck; she had her eyes closed and was making little cooing noises. I could only imagine what was happening below the water's surface.
Soon all that was forgotten as I felt Alicia's fingers brush against my rock hard cock. I turned to her and we looked deep into each other's eyes. I could see that all my years of lusting over her weren't completely one-sided. I kissed her long and hard, her wet tongue pushing urgently into my mouth. I slid my hand along her thigh, wondering if she'd push it away, but soon I was pressed against her mound and I felt her hips start to shift gently.
Knowing my wife, I was sure this wasn't going to turn into a wild foursome in the tub. As horny as she might be, I was sure she wouldn't be so keen on me watching her, or even revealing her naked body for Alicia to see. Loud enough for everyone to hear, I whispered to Alicia that maybe we should go back to one of the bedrooms, took her by the hand and stepped out of the tub. I caught my wife glancing at the huge tent in my shorts, before she turned her attention back to Sam. Perfect.
Alicia said she wanted to quickly freshen up, so in a moment of genius, while she went to the bathroom, I slipped into the bedroom that my wife and I shared, which I hoped they would soon be using, and turned on the audio recording app on my phone, which I left on the bedside table. I stole out of the room without anyone seeing, and across the hall to Alicia and Sam's room.
Soon Alicia entered, now wearing nothing but a t-shirt and panties. I had slipped my shorts off and was just wearing a towel around my waist, and my 7.5 inch erection was threatening to burst it apart at any second. I was so horny I could barely breathe. She crawled onto the bed like a panther, her silky brown skin shining in the lamplight. She nestled right up against me, put her mouth to my ear, and whispered "I'm not going to fuck you. I'm sorry, I'm not ready to do that". Just what I had feared, cold feet. But she continued, "but we're going to have lots of fun..."
With that, she grabbed the towel and threw it across the room. My cock sprung up, harder than I can ever remember, straining for her attention. I lay back on the bed, she was on all fours, now staring at my throbbing cock, a single drop of pre-cum balanced on top, glistening like a diamond. I couldn't believe that my mate's wife, the object of my desire for so many years, was only inches away from my engorged cock.
She slid closer, suddenly taking my purple head in her beautiful little mouth. My whole body twitched, she paused for a second, maybe wondering if I was about to fill her mouth with my load, but then she relaxed, and slid my shaft effortlessly into her mouth. Lucky Sam, I thought, I never get blow jobs like this from my wife. As she worked her wet mouth up and down my cock, I reached behind her and undid her bra. I'd glimpsed her nipples once before but I was desperate to play with her tits. I knew they were very small, which I love, but I was surprised to see just how small they were. She was almost flat, but her skin was so brown and smooth, and her black nipples stuck out so proudly, that I couldn't imagine a hotter set.
I pulled her face off my cock so I could get closer and started licking and sucking at her nipples like a madman. She started moaning instantly, and her nipples became huge, the longest I have ever seen. She reached back and kept stroking my cock as I devoured her beautiful asian nipples.
As engrossed in her amazing body as a I was, part of me was wondering what my wife and Sam were up to. Would she get cold feet and be waiting in our bed, reading a book, or was he right now fucking her deeply? I really hoped she was getting ploughed, and most importantly, that they were doing it in our bed, so that I could enjoy a recording of the action later.
But quickly I turned my attention back to Alicia, and slid her panties off in one quick move. I was desperate to get to her pussy before she decided we'd gone too far. This was a pussy I had fantasised about, imagined, dreamt of, for so many years, I couldn't wait to finally see it. I kissed my way down her body, along her smooth brown abdomen, and felt her relax onto the bed, her perfect thighs gently falling apart.
And there it was. Tightly trimmed black hairs in a perfect V, framing very dark, wavy labia, and just a glimpse of her bright pink, wet insides. I didn't waste a second, parting her perfect pussy lips with my fingers, I began hungrily lapping at her hole. I couldn't believe how wet she was, and she was soon squirming and writhing on the bed. I start to flick my tongue at her clitoris, which became rock hard, and she started moaning audibly. Soon I had slipped two fingers deep into her warmth, the velvet walls of her pussy sucking them inside effortlessly. As I stroked the front wall of her pussy and lapped furiously at her clit, I could feel her orgasm building. She arched her back on thrust her dripping pussy harder and harder into my face. Her juices tasted amazing, sweeter than my wife but more pungent. It was an intoxicating taste. She started to cry out and I wondered if Sam and my wife could hear her. She grabbed the back of my head and squashed it further into her pussy, so I could hardly breathe. It was such an intense moment, and then, suddenly, she starting bucking, and her pussy gripped my fingers as her orgasm flooded through her. She moaned louder, then yelled "fuck, yes!" as she collapsed back against the mattress.
I pulled my face away and stared at her ripe, wet pussy, glistening with juices, her lips dark and engorged. My face was covered in her pussy juice. I was desperate to shove my hard cock deep inside her, but in a flash she had it back in her mouth, her head bobbing wildly as she pumped my shaft with both of her tiny hands.
I knew I wouldn't last long. My head was filled with images of Alicia's pussy, of my wife kissing Sam, and ideas of what she might be doing with his cock right now. I glanced down at my friend's wife, her black hair shining as she took my whole cock in her mouth. I could feel my orgasm building and I knew there was no use resisting. Alicia sensed it too and popped my cock out of her mouth; she stared it as it throbbed at her, bigger than I've ever seen it. She pumped it with both hands, directing it at her flat chest and erect nips.
It was too much for me. I arched my back as a mammoth orgasm took hold of me. I sprayed more jizz than I've seen since I was a teenager, coating her little tits, then up to her throat and, to her surprise, onto her face and mouth. I thought she might be upset, but she simply looked up at me, shocked, then licked her lips, taking some of my glistening cum into her sweet married mouth.
We kissed, and I caressed her sweet ass, not knowing if this would be the last chance I would ever get to do this. And then my attention was suddenly turned to my wife. What was she doing? How far had she gone? Was her face also covered in another man's cum? And had I recorded it for posterity.
I could hardly wait to get back to my room....
(part 2 to come)
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