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My Wife’s Teenage Cousin (Part 1) free porn video
How I became a ‘Sex Sensei’ to our nanny and my wife’s teenage cousin.
“You need to teach Jing; she is eighteen now and her mom said she needs a husband. Because she is a virgin Jing told me about she worries about Gweilo’s; ‘Foreign Devils’ and all that” Kutwijf laughed “So I told her you could teach her.” again she said it with a mischievous grin.
Tread carefully I thought; am I being set up?
“Are you serious? You want me to fuck the nanny, your cousin, so that she can get married to a foreigner?”
“Yes!”
“Then what will we do for a nanny?” tread carefully.
“That’s not a problem; I have dozens more cousins and Jing has really blossomed. Have you not noticed?” Kutwijf asked with a smirk.
“Tell me about it; of course I noticed, but are you seriously asking me to fuck your cousin?”
“Not fuck her; you need to make love to her; teach her how and what pleases a man. Make it special so that she is not scared and can then please her man.”
They do things different in Asia, and this is how I became “Sex Sensei” to my eighteen year old cousin-in-law.
Petite, even by Asian standards, she stood about 150-CM and weighed under 50-KG. Jing ranked amongst the hotties in our sub division, if not the entire village, and the peasants could smell it. The last thing I would accept was her marrying some rickshaw driver and living in a bamboo hut as a c***d bearer.
She deserved better and if that meant me fucking her, of course I would take one for the team.
Straight out of the jungles of SE Asia she came to live with us a few years prior when she had just turned f******n. Unlike many Asian girls, she kept her hair short, almost bob like, and she had quite a feisty temperament. Being a patriarchal society, most females are happy in the background, but Jing had confidence. Not so much a ‘Tom Boy’, but certainly not girly. She also had a gleam in the eye that captured ones imagination.
Sexually, I first became aware of her a few months before when she was cleaning the kitchen floor. Kneeling on all fours, I could not help but get a glimpse down her top. She was wearing a loose fitting and threadbare vest and cotton shorts; possibly a brothers hand me down and way too big. I came from the dining room into the kitchen and she looked up as I looked down.
Being so young, she was not, and still does not, wear a Bra. All I could see were huge brown, cigar butt type, nipples mounted upon an almost flat chest. Erect and poking out from the friction of rubbing against cotton, my immediate thought was that my man boobs were bigger than hers and how I would love to get my mouth around them. The second thought was I hope she turns around; and she did.
Without any embarrassment, she turned on her knees one hundred and eighty degrees; projecting her arse high in the air like a dog in heat which allowed me a full view of her arse and her labia.
Not exactly a camel toe, the shorts cut straight down the middle with each labia symmetrically framed as she scrubbed back and forth. Just for a moment I imagined the delights inside, but as with much that is taboo, often it is better to imagine so I turned away; but did not forget that image.
Several weeks later I was sitting in the shade of the lanai reading a book and needed a drink. I called out for the help to bring beer without reply. Pissed that I had to get off my arse, in this heat, and get my own I beer I made my way to the kitchen.
Off to one side was the maid’s room and I could hear the shower going. Although the nanny slept on the floor in the k**’s room she officially slept and showered in the maid’s room. Unlike the rest of our house, the maids room did not have air conditioning or windows; just slats covered by mosquito nets.
I am not sure what made me do it, but I wandered around the kitchen for a few moments banging doors, huffing and puffing and generally showing disapproval that I needed to get my own beer (why pay for help when they do not help). Then I knew it was not about money; it was to make sure nobody else was around.
The driver lived in the garage and they all generally hung out in the kitchen. With Kutwijf out shopping I knew the driver and maid were with her. That meant the k**s were asleep and the nanny was taking the chance to have a shower.
To make sure we were alone I called out for Kutwijf; no answer. I called for the maid; no answer. I loudly cursed, opened the fridge and grabbed another beer before innocently wandering to the maid’s room. The brick wall stood about five feet high with the upper part being slats covered by mosquito nets. I glanced in and saw the bathroom door open.
There she stood; washing in cold water (Domestic help does not get heated water) she was lathering herself up nicely. Even from about two meters away I could see those nipples. There really was not any size to the breast, just some cigar butt nipples standing fully erect; well over one centimetre, possibly two cm. The soap covered most of her Mons Pubis, but not enough: She was as bald as a coot. Eighteen years old and not a single hair on her body.
Looking back, I am pretty sure she knew I was watching because she spent a long time; I mean a very long time, washing her pussy. I still cannot say with certainty, but it did look like she had interested two fingers inside herself and was rubbing up and down. It is hard to say with the soap suds, but whatever or however innocently she washed herself; I instantly became hard and almost came in my shorts.
Now, a few months later, I stood with my wife asking me to fuck, no ‘Teach’ her cousin all I know about sex. Believe me it does not end in a simple penetration/ cream pie.
“You need to teach Jing; she is eighteen now and her mom said she needs a husband. Because she is a virgin Jing told me about she worries about Gweilo’s; ‘Foreign Devils’ and all that” Kutwijf laughed “So I told her you could teach her.” again she said it with a mischievous grin.
Tread carefully I thought; am I being set up?
“Are you serious? You want me to fuck the nanny, your cousin, so that she can get married to a foreigner?”
“Yes!”
“Then what will we do for a nanny?” tread carefully.
“That’s not a problem; I have dozens more cousins and Jing has really blossomed. Have you not noticed?” Kutwijf asked with a smirk.
“Tell me about it; of course I noticed, but are you seriously asking me to fuck your cousin?”
“Not fuck her; you need to make love to her; teach her how and what pleases a man. Make it special so that she is not scared and can then please her man.”
They do things different in Asia, and this is how I became “Sex Sensei” to my eighteen year old cousin-in-law.
Petite, even by Asian standards, she stood about 150-CM and weighed under 50-KG. Jing ranked amongst the hotties in our sub division, if not the entire village, and the peasants could smell it. The last thing I would accept was her marrying some rickshaw driver and living in a bamboo hut as a c***d bearer.
She deserved better and if that meant me fucking her, of course I would take one for the team.
Straight out of the jungles of SE Asia she came to live with us a few years prior when she had just turned f******n. Unlike many Asian girls, she kept her hair short, almost bob like, and she had quite a feisty temperament. Being a patriarchal society, most females are happy in the background, but Jing had confidence. Not so much a ‘Tom Boy’, but certainly not girly. She also had a gleam in the eye that captured ones imagination.
Sexually, I first became aware of her a few months before when she was cleaning the kitchen floor. Kneeling on all fours, I could not help but get a glimpse down her top. She was wearing a loose fitting and threadbare vest and cotton shorts; possibly a brothers hand me down and way too big. I came from the dining room into the kitchen and she looked up as I looked down.
Being so young, she was not, and still does not, wear a Bra. All I could see were huge brown, cigar butt type, nipples mounted upon an almost flat chest. Erect and poking out from the friction of rubbing against cotton, my immediate thought was that my man boobs were bigger than hers and how I would love to get my mouth around them. The second thought was I hope she turns around; and she did.
Without any embarrassment, she turned on her knees one hundred and eighty degrees; projecting her arse high in the air like a dog in heat which allowed me a full view of her arse and her labia.
Not exactly a camel toe, the shorts cut straight down the middle with each labia symmetrically framed as she scrubbed back and forth. Just for a moment I imagined the delights inside, but as with much that is taboo, often it is better to imagine so I turned away; but did not forget that image.
Several weeks later I was sitting in the shade of the lanai reading a book and needed a drink. I called out for the help to bring beer without reply. Pissed that I had to get off my arse, in this heat, and get my own I beer I made my way to the kitchen.
Off to one side was the maid’s room and I could hear the shower going. Although the nanny slept on the floor in the k**’s room she officially slept and showered in the maid’s room. Unlike the rest of our house, the maids room did not have air conditioning or windows; just slats covered by mosquito nets.
I am not sure what made me do it, but I wandered around the kitchen for a few moments banging doors, huffing and puffing and generally showing disapproval that I needed to get my own beer (why pay for help when they do not help). Then I knew it was not about money; it was to make sure nobody else was around.
The driver lived in the garage and they all generally hung out in the kitchen. With Kutwijf out shopping I knew the driver and maid were with her. That meant the k**s were asleep and the nanny was taking the chance to have a shower.
To make sure we were alone I called out for Kutwijf; no answer. I called for the maid; no answer. I loudly cursed, opened the fridge and grabbed another beer before innocently wandering to the maid’s room. The brick wall stood about five feet high with the upper part being slats covered by mosquito nets. I glanced in and saw the bathroom door open.
There she stood; washing in cold water (Domestic help does not get heated water) she was lathering herself up nicely. Even from about two meters away I could see those nipples. There really was not any size to the breast, just some cigar butt nipples standing fully erect; well over one centimetre, possibly two cm. The soap covered most of her Mons Pubis, but not enough: She was as bald as a coot. Eighteen years old and not a single hair on her body.
Looking back, I am pretty sure she knew I was watching because she spent a long time; I mean a very long time, washing her pussy. I still cannot say with certainty, but it did look like she had interested two fingers inside herself and was rubbing up and down. It is hard to say with the soap suds, but whatever or however innocently she washed herself; I instantly became hard and almost came in my shorts.
Now, a few months later, I stood with my wife asking me to fuck, no ‘Teach’ her cousin all I know about sex. Believe me it does not end in a simple penetration/ cream pie.
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