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Douglas Van Wyck: With Anna in Saigon
Part 5 Final, sweet Inferno
Naturally, I woke up at some point during the night, since I needed to use the bathroom. It was already dawning; at least, that’s what I sensed in my mild stupor. Although the room was pretty warm, the girls were rolled up in their blankets and still sleeping soundly, so that I was only able to see their heads in the semidarkness.
When I got back from the bathroom, I turned off the dim ceiling lights as well as the little lamp on the nightstand and lay down again on the lefthand side of the bed, as seen from the foot end. If the two young damsels had already been up, I probably would have been able to force myself to stay awake, but so, I just closed my eyes again for another hour of sweet slumber.
Or two. But hang on: Hadn’t they switched positions during the night? Wasn’t Nhi right next to me, in the middle? And Anna behind her, so to speak? Well, Nhi was under the blanket, like I said, but couldn’t I slide closer and gently remove her cover from behind? And place my cock between her thighs?
And then gently penetrate her, after I had played a bit with her sticky peach, while Nhi would continue to rest on her side? Well, in the end, I didn’t get far with my reveries or planning but just dozed off again. When I finally woke up, it was broad daylight, and I could hear the two young ladies whisper and giggle behind my back.
I enjoyed the sweet chatter but didn’t move to not interrupt whatever they were doing. I was pleased to feel an erection oncoming, yawned quietly, and closed my eyes again to soak in the pleasing, subtly sensual atmosphere. We all knew what was coming this fine morning, but we still had about five hours, until I would leave for the airport.
Now, it got quiet, as either Anna or Nhi went into the bathroom by herself, so I clumsily slid over to the edge of the mattress and sat up. I yawned once more and stretched, before I rose to put the kettle on for some instant coffee. I noticed that Nhi was still on her single bed, looking at her phone.
When she saw me kneeling down on the double bed again, Nhi threw her blanket off and quickly slid closer, like she had been waiting for that moment for an hour. She was still naked, and we instantly cuddled something which Anna and I hadn’t really done too often over the last two days.
The morning light was glorious, just as my erection and the smell, after the rain. Nhi was still carrying her own enticing odor of the night. I drilled my nose deeper into her shiny, pitchblack hair and then turned onto my lefthand side. My cock poked her soft little belly in the process, which caused her to giggle some more.
I grabbed her fabulous breasts, which were firm and soft, at the same time. And relatively large, considering that she was only 4’10” or so. We kissed profusely, as I was squeezing and massaging her awesome boobs, before I sniffed all the messenger substances that I could get hold of off her young, warm, sleepy skin.
Anna chuckled when she returned from the bathroom, since Nhi was already in my arms, and began to dress: first, the panties that she had already worn last night but were barely used; next, her silverishgrey top with spaghettistraps, which had a bra woven in, sort of, and finally her comfortable, spiffy tealblue pants, which were like jogging pants deluxe.
“Douglas, I told Nhi earlier about the hairband you once gave me during class, in front of everyone,” she giggled.
“On your birthday,” I added, nodding, asking myself though why she had told Nhi that fairly insignificant detail.
Had she shared all the other stories already?
“I thought that was really cute and special,” Anna shrugged her narrow shoulders: “Why did you even have hair bands in your desk?”
“Students sometimes needed one, obviously. Like you. I think I had mentioned that to my wife, who then handed me a dozen from the pack of simple, cheap ones she had a home,” I explained, while I was still holding and caressing Nhi’s cuddly young body.
Anyway, I now nibbled on Nhi’s earlobe for a bit, before I let my right hand travel further down her petite yet womanly body. I ruffled her dense, large bush and then let my middle finger wander between her legs to see if she was already wet. Of course, she was.
Nhi pulled her heels closer to her butt, so that her knees were pointing at the ceiling. I reached under her thigh, back into her hairy dripping core and then squeezed her peach, as if I wanted more juice from the fruit. Halfasleep, I grew hornier and hornier, and Nhi closed her eyes as if she wanted to say This is nice; you can do whatever you want, whenever.
Well, I still got up to piss, since I couldn’t really think of a way to integrate the micturition into our morning loveplay. Nhi hadn’t really said that she would want that, although she clearly seemed to have enjoyed the peeing in the shower the previous evening. But of course, I didn’t want to soil the bed, on which other guests would rest in a few days.
When I got back to the room, Anna mentioned that she had poured us two coffees, while she was putting on her spiffy beige shoes. She combed her hair, next, while Nhi was lying on the bed with her legs spread, like she was only waiting for me to mount her. Jesus, was that girl hot. And cute.
In the breeze coming from the open balcony door, my halferect cock was whipping nicely, which probably boosted Nhi’s horniness. And she had already told Anna that she wanted to have with me without getting interrupted. When, if not now?! The two of them had begun to talk, but I couldn’t make out what about. Probably the next hour.
“Douglas, I’ll go and eat something,” Anna said now: “I’ll take my time; you know why,” she giggled: “And I’ll bring you guys something for breakfast when I come back.”
“Yeah, I guess Nhi and I could use twenty minutes… or thirty, just the two of us,” I chuckled, while Anna nodded knowingly.
“Ok. I’ll take my time and listen in the hall at the door when I’m back… if can come in.”
“Oh, that’d be too much. Just come back whenever. We’re glad that you’re getting us breakfast,” I told her.
Nhi didn’t speak English well enough to understand what Anna and I had been talking about, but her endearing smile told me that she knew what was about to ensue. She had reached for my noodle a minute ago and now was rubbing my glans with her little thumb. I could have asked Anna to translate what Nhi might want but then, our would have unfolded like we were following a script.
When Anna reached for the door handle, she said Have fun! And off she was. When the door had closed, Nhi and I kissed profusely, knowing that this would become quite a bash, although neither of us knew exactly what the other wanted.
After Nhi had settled in on her back, she pulled her heels back toward her butt, and let her knees fall outward. However, now she bashfully admitted that she’d better pee before we started properly. Well, she most certainly knew what Anna and I had done over the last two days and was probably expecting that I wanted to be an active part of her relief.
I told her to give me a minute, so that I could conceive a plan. Yes, we couldn’t soil the mattress, but I didn’t want to go to the bathroom, either. Nhi could lie on her side and piss directly into my mouth, with my cheek on her thigh, but that might be a bit too much, and some of her piss would splash onto the bedsheet. And then ferment, in the tropical heat.
Which wasn’t exactly what we needed. So, I grabbed the large towel that Anna had brought here two days prior and asked Nhi to slide down to the foot end of the mattress. Half of the towel was on the foot end of the bed, while the other end was covering a small area on the floor tiles, which we could wipe afterward if she ended up peeing profusely.
I kneeled on the towel on the floor and then grabbed the cute babe by her ankles. The little minx lay down on her back again, with her fabulous butt on the towel, of course, and spread her little legs. She was laughing on account of the sweet debauchery that would unfold now, but I still asked her if she was expecting a lot:
“Mot chut,” she giggled, which meant only a bit.
So, she didn’t really need to pee but had said something, because she wanted to micturate upon me or watch me drink from her frothy libation, maybe? Anyway, since it wasn’t terribly urgent, Nhi let me, first, lick her sticky glistening snatch, which was quite savory, since she hadn’t taken a shower yet this morning.
The juices from yesterday evening and the whole night had fermented nicely and were rife with all kinds of messenger substances and aromas. Fresh nectar was occasionally rolling out of her, which I licked off her entrance and then spread it on her perineum and thighs with my tongue.
If I continued for another ten minutes, Nhi might even squirt, I had just thought to myself, when the first fat, yellowish drops came swarming at me, like an eager bunch of hummingbirds. Since I didn’t want to soil the bed and drink from her fountain, anyway, I instantly leaned forward to catch as much as I could of her tepid livingroom fountain.
Cleverly, Nhi had paused to give me time to swallow, but her aroma was quite delicious. Enraptured, I licked her in between the cheeky yellow installments, and at some point, we both cracked up together on account of the charming depravity. I didn’t think Nhi had ever peed on anyone; not to mention that a guy would deliberately drink from her fine young urine.
I loved that she loved everything so much, and laughter during foreplay would almost guarantee great in ten minutes. Nhi was holding the hollows of her knees, which was revoltingly hot, and I could feel my cock pumping just above the towel on the floor. Yes, I would lick her a bit more when she was done, and then enter her welllubricated pumping sheath.
Nhi had probably been to the bathroom already that morning, as her piss tasted fresher and was lighter, almost white, than one would imagine. And she hadn’t really drunk alcohol the previous evening, either. No, there was nothing revolting about her cheeky little act, and I was more than glad that I had arranged us this way.
When I reared my head, however, as I thought she was done, Nhi giggled, alerting me to the fact that there would be an encore. Mot chut nua a bit more she chuckled, and of course, I drank the rest as well. I was proud that hardly anything had gone onto the towel; and virtually nothing on the bed.
I dried my lips on her soft pubic hair, as I was sucking her little clit, which did cause her to squirt. Yes, those last few more encore utterances of her body weren’t piss, but some other kind of sweet ejaculate. Watching her pelvic base pumping like crazy, I mulled over the idea of backdoor , but her sweet, fleshy pussy was too enticing.
Nhi seemed to be thinking the same, as she was pushing her snatch into my mouth to eat her out more and more, faster and faster. And so, I held her pussy open with both thumbs to nibble and chew her delicious, salmoncolored inner flesh, before I licked her darkbrown and crinkled, thick and wet labia.
The way Nhi was presenting herself felt like I could pry her sheath open and take a look at her cervix, as short as she was. I made a mental note not to push my cock in all the way, but now she was just too eager and horny to wait much longer. She slid backward, propelling herself with her heels, during which she left her thighs open, though, as if she wanted to air out her savory treasure.
Yes, nature had intended the opening at the bottom of her torso for the occasional cock but, before I would settle my midsection between her open legs and prop my upper body on my outstretched arms near her ears, she handed me the water bottle from behind her pillow, so that she wouldn’t have to taste her own piss should we kiss.
Which was impossible during , though, as short a she was, but I surely appreciated the drink, for which I sat down. Somehow, Nhi ended up sitting close to my cock, and then she playfully rubbed her labia with my glans, and so I pushed in. Now, we were looking at each other, tracing our eyes, like those hands drawing each other in Escher’s masterpiece.
Nhi had her legs under mine, but our position was a bit too awkward to fuck, as she had to lift her butt and put her weight onto her outstretched arms. At some point, we both looked at my glistening shaft and how her crinkled labia were enwrapping my glans. When I invited her to sit on my lap, she shook her head and lay down on her back, so that I could mount her.
Yes, that was more convenient and conducive. When I stuffed a pillow under her perfect butt, she pressed her knees behind and under her upper arms, and I almost lost it: As short as Nhi was, this compact fuck bundle here, in front of me, was the hottest sight of the year. If not the decade.
Since we had only ten minutes left or so, before Anna would return, I didn’t lose any time: I kneeled between her little thighs, close to her snatch, with my body in an upright position and placed my throbbing glans between her crinkled swollen labia. Without further ado, I pushed in and began to thrust, making sure to polish her Gspot nicely along the way.
Eventually, I did place my upper body onto my outstretched arms near her head and noticed how effortlessly I was getting further and further up inside Nhi. Looking below my chest, as I was pumping, I saw gratefulness in her slightly contorted face. Ohoahoarrooaarh! we kept muttering, as I was thrusting faster and faster, almost as if I wanted to get done.
I found it a tad strange to be banging Anna’s best friend for the second time already, but Anna and I had already done it five or six times over the last two days. And Nhi didn’t have a boyfriend at the moment, so she was a bit starved, it seemed. Just like me.
Yeah, Nhi and I had only met less than 24 hours ago, but now were engrossed in another, our second, loin twirl. As far as I knew, Nhi was quite experienced, since she had been together with that guy for more than two years. And, as open as she seemed, she had probably had with a few more guys at those parties that Anna had talked about the previous evening.
That Nhi had peed into her best friend’s teacher’s mouth ten minutes ago, was nice detail, I found. But Anna probably wanted a farewellfuck later, too. During which she might cater again to my urolagnia and I to hers. Yes, I was sure that Nhi loved everything as much as I did, although she was struggling at the moment: Aroused as she was, Nhi kept moaning and groaning, of course, but she also shrieked in little cascades from time to time.
I didn’t know much about Nhi, but she struck me as someone who had grown up in the countryside: She was easygoing and adventurous, without being a slut. She didn’t fuck for financial or any other secondary gain, but because it felt good and was healthy. She wasn’t sheepish when it came to bodily functions and, as a young fertile mammal, wasn’t ashamed of her own physical desires and needs.
Oh, yes: Nhi had just squirted again, and now my ball sack which was banging her butt cheeks below nicely, was dripping. Naturally, she had grown tired of holding the hollows of her knees and so placed her feet onto my back, just as her hands and forearms, after I had laid down directly upon her.
As short as Nhi was, I was only looking at the bedsheet, though. At least, I could feel her absolutely gorgeous tits which I needed to suck again in a minute against my skin. Feeling grateful, she pulled my body even closer, but now I was lavishing myself profusely inside her eager sheath, hollering toward the head board of the bed.
In the end, I was glad that Anna hadn’t returned yet, while Nhi was squealing and screaming like a cute little piglet: Aaaha! she kept hollering, as she was looking at me with her large wideopen eyes. My load seemed rather substantial again, which Nhi would probably relay to Anna, as soon as the latter returned.
Eventually, I lay down next to Nhi and pulled her closer, so that she ended up half on top of me. We whispered sweet nonsense and kissed some more, but then Anna showed up in the door. She looked pretty chipper and was probably almost as happy as Nhi that her best friend had had a profuse and entirely satisfying morning fuck.
Anna put two little bags on the table, before she sat down at the foot end of the bed. She was looking at my scrotum, before Nhi opened her legs to show off her fresh creampie. Which I was, unfortunately, unable to see, but I didn’t feel like moving, as that would have disturbed our divine arrangement.
“Was it a lot again?” I thought was what Anna had just asked her best friend.
Nhi nodded and grinned, but then Anna lay down between Nhi’s little legs to lick the jizz off her, probably still pumping perineum. Anna hadn’t taken her clothes off yet and thus was moving gingerly. Nhi smiled at me, before she closed her eyes again to enjoy the tender moment.
As powerfully as Anna was sucking Nhi’s pussy, it looked like she didn’t want Nhi to keep all that cum. But Nhi was enjoying the kisses and didn’t seem to mind sharing. And so, I fondled Nhi precious chest once more and played with her nipples, before I took her areola into my mouth. Man, yes, it was hard to believe, but Nhi’s boobs were hotter than Anna’s.
While Anna was still licking and chewing her best buddy’s treasure, I kneeled perpendicular to Nhi to shower her young smooth skin with gentle pecks and a plethora of heartfelt kisses. At some point, Anna got up, though, and disappeared into the bathroom.
Nhi and I followed her and saw that Anna was washing her face at the sink, after which she sat down on the toilet, without suggesting I should drink from her. Nhi and I took a quick shower together; while she was washing me now, I let go as well, which made her grab my noodle to douse herself.
This was all accompanied by mirthful giggling, and then I really took my time to wash her awesome petite body, including, yes, her stunning breasts, noticing again how short she was, perhaps only 4’9″.
“Annnd: your was great?” Anna asked, as she was looking at her face in the mirror.
“Sheer heaven, yep,” I told her, before Nhi added something in Vietnamese.
Back in the room, Nhi put on the beigemauve pajamas that Anna had brought here. They glistened a bit, but I noticed that the shorts were a bit tight for her. Well, maybe the piece was actually Anna’s. But Nhi looked superhot; especially, since her crotch was already wet again. At least, I thought there was a dark spot down there, between her mesmerizing little yellowish legs.
Had she squirted, or was that some kind of fresh nectar? Well, I would find out, in fifteen minutes. Of course, we sat down on the balcony again, for our breakfast. As the place was facing north, it wasn’t too hot, and Anna now spread our food in front of us, saying that she had already eaten, since she didn’t want to return prematurely.
Anna had brought a milk tea for Nhi, while I got a nice iced coffee with a bit of sweetened condensed milk. Vietnamese girls would give their left arm for milk tea with tapioca balls. When Nhi opened her small styrofoam container, I saw that Anna had bought Banh Beo for her, which were small, soft, round rice patties, doused in an orangey, sweetsavory sauce.
Which reminded me of Nhi’s vaginal vestibule. The baguette, which Anna had bought for me, was from a different vendor than the previous one, but it tasted decent. There was liver paté inside, as well as other meat, a fried egg, butter, cilantro, tomato and cucumber slices, and chili flakes. The Banh Mi was rather small, but I didn’t complain. Of course, not.
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