#vaguely asian

Steve and Emma were at the rehearsal dinner when they ran into Mike, an old friend of Steve’s.  They were all in town for a mutual friend’s wedding and were staying at the same hotel.  At first, Mike was a little strange about what he had been up to since they last saw each other.  Finally he admitted that he was a hypnotist.

“What?!? People pay you for that?” Steve asked incredulously, thinking Mike might be joking.  Mike promised he wasn’t joking, and he was helping people lose weight and quit smoking.

Steve was still unsure if his old friend was joking, when his wife chimed in.  “I think all of that is nonsense,” she said dismissively.  She and Steve began joking about Mike being a charlatan, or snake oil salesman.

Mike tried to change the subject a few times, but both Emma and Steve were having too much fun at his expense.  Mike made an excuse to leave the conversation and went off to say hello to a few other friends.  

A while later, he ran into Emma by the bar.  She was a bit tipsy and that did nothing to improve her manners.  “Seriously, you think people can be tricked into … whatever … clucking like a chicken?  Come on!” she said.

Mike tried to play along, but Emma became more and more insulting as the night wore on.

The next morning, before the ceremony, Steve had to run out after breakfast.  He came back to the hotel room and found his wife on all fours on the floor in front of the window. “What the –” Steve started to say before he saw Mike and suddenly blacked out.

When Steve woke up a few minutes later, he was tied to a chair, facing the window where his wife was.  Her dress was thrown over her ass and Mike was behind her, feeding his cock in and out of her gleaming, wet pussy.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!” Steve screamed at Mike.  Mike just smiled.  Steve turned to his wife who was clearly enjoying Mike fucking her from behind. “Emma! What the fuck!”

“You want to know the funny thing?” Mike said to Steve nonchalantly as he continued to pound away at Emma’s pussy.  “All I’ve done is removed her inhibitions.  She actually thinks this is a dream.  So deep down, she wants me to fuck her.”  Turning to Emma, he asked her, “Isn’t that right?”

“Mmmm,” she moaned.  “Yes, I love it.  I’ve wanted another cock for a long time,” she purred.

Mike turned back to Steve who was still trying to undo his restraints.  “At first, I was just gonna make her do something embarrassing at the reception. Spill her drink, dance like a chicken, or something silly.  But when she answered the door and I saw her half dressed, I kinda changed my mind.  She’s a nice piece of ass, Steve.”  

“You sonuvabitch!” Steve screamed. “When I get out of these ropes, I’m gonna …”

Mike laughed, still fucking Emma from behind.  “Cum now, Emma,” he commanded.  “Cum hard. You can be as loud as you want.”  Emma began to moan and writhe as Mike kept pumping away at her.  Her face grew flushed and she bowed her head as she pushed herself harder and faster onto Mike’s cock.  

“Ohhh ggggaaawwwdd!!!” she screamed, grabbing at the rug and sobbing breathlessly as her orgasm overwhelmed her and her trembling pussy massaged Mike’s cock.

“Mouth,” Mike said calmly.  Emma dutifully obeyed and wrapped her pretty lips around Mike’s now purple cock.  She happily swallowed his load, letting only a few drops slip out of her lips and down her cheeks.  “Good. Now go kiss your husband,” Mike said.

Steve struggled against his restraints, trying to avoid his wife’s musky, cum scented breath.

Mike laughed. “Well, I think we all learned a valuable lesson here today,” he said calmly.

“When I get out of these ropes,” Steve started to threaten again.

“What ropes?” Mike asked, pointing down to show Steve he hadn’t tied him at all.  “See? Hypnosis works pretty well.  Now, let’s erase some of the last few hours, old chum.”

At the reception, Mike greeted Steve and Emma as old friends.  “Say, old chum, do you mind if I borrow your wife,” Mike asked flatly.

“Not at all! You kids have fun,” Steve said happily.

“Ooh, can we try anal?” Steve heard his wife ask as she walked away with Mike, toward their hotel room.

Gina and her husband decided to book a vacation in Ibiza.  They booked a stay through Air BNB, but didn’t read the booking very carefully.  When they arrived, they were surprised to find out that they were sharing the small, two bedroom apartment with another person.

Gina and Jim pulled their luggage in from the taxi and were surprised to find the apartment already occupied by Marco. Marco was a tall, handsome, young Italian man that spoke very little English.  Neither Gina nor Jim spoke any Italian, so they had to communicate through broken Spanish.

They managed to eventually understand each other and Marco helpfully volunteered to take the smaller of the two rooms, moving his belongings and tidying up as Gina and Jim got settled.

As they unpacked, they suddenly realized that there were other cultural differences beyond language.  Marco knocked on their bedroom door.  Gina opened it to see the tall, lean young man wearing nothing but a tight speedo, bulging in all the right places.  Gina was petite, even for an Asian woman, and her face was nearly at Marco’s waist. 

“I go beach,” Marco said in practiced, but broken English. “You come?”

Gina politely declined, but was visibly impacted by the sight of his nearly naked body. While he was at the beach, Gina and Jim used the alone time to relieve some of their stress.  Gina was particularly aggressive.  She later admitted she was turned on by seeing Marco like that.

The next morning, Gina woke up first and decided to make breakfast for her and Jim. She secretly hoped Marco might join them.  She started to get dressed when Jim interrupted her. 

“Why don’t you make breakfast like you did on our honeymoon?” he suggested.

“What?!? No way!” she said. “Besides, grease splattering on naked skin is something smart people only do once.”

“Here,” Jim handed her a red kitchen apron, “wear this.”

Shortly after, Gina was cooking in the kitchen wearing nothing but the red apron to cover her cute, petite little frame. Jim was helping himself to some orange juice when they heard Marco starting to stir. 

“I’m going to take a shower,” Jim announced, walking right past a bleary eyed Marco.  Marco was wearing only his underwear and his morning wood was making sure that barely covered him.

Jim turned on the shower with a naughty giggle, wondering how his cute little wife would explain herself in broken Spanish.  As he was showering, he found himself getting very turned on by the thought of his wife with Marco, and decided to jerk off in the shower.

As he finished and finally shut the water off, he heard what sounded like talking coming from the kitchen.  He quickly dried off and snuck down the hall to take a peek.

Gina was bent over the kitchen table.  Her arms were reaching back, trying wantonly to grab at Marco as he fucked her from behind.  He was grabbing her plump, squishy ass with both hands as his long, thick cock pistoned in and out of GIna’s pussy.

Jim’s cock popped out of the towel he was wearing.  He stayed hidden behind the hallway wall, but began to jerking off as Gina begged for Marco to fuck her harder and harder.

Gina came hard, nearly passing out.  Marco slowed his pace, savoring the tight, wet little cunt.  As Gina came to, her eyes met Jim’s and she smiled naughtily.  She pushed herself away from Marco, who objected somehow in Italian.  Gina grabbed his hand and led him into his bedroom, slipping wordlessly passed her husband.