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Subject: {ASSM} TEONETTE'S THAI TRYST PART 2 (FFF, Asian)
Date: Fri, 16 Jun 2000 01:11:06 -0400
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TEONETTE'S THAI TRYST PART 2 by Lucien Benway
As the first rays of the blazing Bangkok sunrise cut through the Palm
Hotel's fourth floor windows and across Teonette Parker's nude,
still-sleeping form, a sudden urge invaded her uncluttered dreams and
returned her to the physical world. Unconsciously, she began to reach out
for Su, her cute Chinese conquest of the previous night. As her husband had
already left to commence performance of the surgery that would encompass his
next 22 hours, no one was present to see the sweat-slicked Phillipine wife
writhing on the large, vacant bed, reaching and pleading in a whisper...
"Su...mmmmmmmm..I need it..."
With that, she rolled onto her back and began to lick her plump, dark lips
while moving her hands lower and lower...Now semi-awake, the island beauty
embarked on a deliberate attempt to assuage the vicious lust inside.
Imagining the young Asian prostitute's perfect touch, Teonette lifted one of
her soft, full breasts upward and started teasing an erect chocolate bud
with her own tongue. Meanwhile, the fingers of the other hand danced over
her eager vulva in slow, sexy motions....
"Aahaaaaahaaaaaaahaaaah." Spraying her thick, plentiful nectar across
lily-white bedding, Teonette howled in desperate release, only to feel the
craving well up again. It was too much.
"Damn," she cursed, frustrated in more ways than one, "I'd better get these
sheets changed before Solange gets here..." Solange Valery, a young French
heiress whose husband was an acquaintance of Laurence's, had invited the
beautiful Mrs. Parker to breakfast when they had bumped into one another in
the lobby at 1 a.m. that morning. At the time, the Frenchwoman had been
drunk and heading to a party, while Teonette was just making it in from her
evening at Darling's. It was now almost 10:00, and Teonette seriously began
to doubt whether her new-found compatriot would make it...Suddenly, a sharp
rap at the door left no time for thought. Instinctively, Teonette slid on a
blue silk teddy that had been lying on the floor and turned the brass knob
rightward...
Solange stood in the doorway, smoking a thin brown cigarette. She wore a
shining, scandalously short pink skirt and had radiant golden-brown hair
that was elaborately pushed up and bound by a white ribbon. Wooden
platforms elevated her willowy five foot frame by slight measure. She was
beautiful. Her flawless, ivory-white skin provided perfect contrast to the
deep dark pools that were her eyes, periodically fanned by long, fluttery
lashes and bordered by dark circles...
"Mesdames?"
"Oh, sorry" countered Teonette, snapping out of a momentary trance while
still keeping a lascivious eye on the younger woman's unrestrained mammary
delights, bouncing prodigiously from even the slightest motion. "I know I
look terrible." Glancing to a mirror on the side wall, Teonette took note
of her own appearence: Wild, bed-traumatized hair stuck out in several
places, and her lips bore slight patches of dried purple lipstick.
"Oh, no, no my dear...you look lov-ely, love-ely." replied Solange in her
thick, Francophone accent, looking almost distressed at the implication.
"Well," said Teonette, "I'd better get changed." Gathering some clothes
from her temporary wardrobe, she felt curiously unashamed of performing her
normally judicious selection of underwear in front of the guest. "What do
you think?" she wondered aloud, holding up a pair of crimson panties.
"Love-ely, Love-ely" gushed Solange, putting her cigarette out on an unused
ashtry atop the nightstand. Out of nowhere, she erupted in a fit of
giggling.
"What is it" beamed the Asian woman, feeling her spirits lifted...
"It seems yuve had a, oh how they say, acc-i-dent" managed Solange, flicking
her wrist limply toward the bed. The bed. Teonette remembered in horror
that she had forgotten to dispose of the stained linen. Looking onto a
still-standing puddle of girl cum, the Filipina felt her face growing hot.
She arched her neck to speak, but found herself mute. "Itz, how you say,
O-K," assured the French beauty, stepping toward the ooze. "Actually, I've
never tazted a Orien-tal girl, though I think them to be zooo ze-xy."
Dabbing a slim finger into the mess, Solange made sure to procure enough
moisture before bringing the dripping pointer to her pouty mouth. Teonette
stood, stunned, as the French girl sucked it down while purring like a
satisfied feline. Then, motioning for Teonette to come, Solange pulled off
her dress to reveal a deliciously petite, snow-white frame. Her breasts were
slightly heavier in proportion than Teonette's and crowned with soft,
rose-colored nipples. A dense jungle of wavy, amber pubic hair grew beneath
a tight, graceful stomach seemingly sculpted from marble. Before she even
knew it, Teonette was sitting on the edge of the bed, trading gentle kisses
with her unclothed friend, reaching out to run her pigmented hands across
the younger woman's ghostly supple skin, squeezing her fleshy white spheres.
As she did, Solange eased her new and willing lover out of the skimpy
lingerie and back across the mattress. Letting her able hands roam freely
over Teonette's exotic brown flesh, Solange was enthralled by how horny her
"Oriental" really was. Sighing and humming with every little touch, she was
irresistable. "Zee how good you tazte?" she asked Teonette while filling
the Filipina's appreciative mouth with a sample of her own sweetness,
freshly culled from the bedding...
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm" concurred the muffled Asian wife, helpless again. "I n-need
a shower first," she begged, "I'm so dirty."
"But I like it zat way," hissed Solange wickedly, darting her tongue in
patterns on Teonette's salty neck...
"More" she gasped...
Pulling Teonette onto the floor and resting her head on a satin pillow taken
from the bed, the French woman drank in the Far Eastern beauty lying before
her. Letting Teonette's full, shaded lips tighten around her thin, pink
ones, she lovingly ran her girlish fingers through the Asian's black, silken
tresses. Then, breaking the torrid lip embrace, the brunette slid over and
reached for a succulent ankle. Lifting a tiny, copper-skinned foot to her
mouth, Solange proceeded to suckle each toe with erotic precision. For
Teonette, the feeling was of electricity racing through every limb, causing
convulsions of passion to overtake her completely. But before she could
come, Solange shifted her attentions to the Phillipine wife's inviting
thighs, kissing and licking while simultaneously sliding a finger into
Teonette's wet, purple love trough. As the motion of Teonette's burning
body accelerated to an urgent, rocking pace, Solange began to violently
press her slave's passion button, moving her free hand up to pinch a
swelled, heaving breast...
"A--A--A--Ayeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!"
Wasting no time, Solange lapped Teonette's flooded pussy clean, considering
some truth in an old rumor regarding the tanginess of Oriental poon.
Afterwards, she brought the Filipina up to sit in her damp lap...Finessed,
tropical colored legs wrapping around her French vanilla sides. Delicately,
the two women kissed, allowing their taut, erect nipples to brush in tiny
snatches of ecstacy. Soon, they were desperately frigging one another's
clits, each jealously breaking the motions of sex to suck her juice off the
other's dripping fingers...."Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" groaned Teonette, amazing
her partner with the sheer suction capability of those mysterious, plentiful
lips....
"E-Excuse me..."
The tangled women froze. In the midst of their spontaneous passion, they
had not noticed the maid enter through the slightly ajar door. The girl was
a beautiful Thai of perhaps seventeen, golden-skinned with well-defined
cheekbones and long hair braided in two thick pigtails. She wore a tight,
powder-blue dress made of a thin material that betrayed both her
well-developed breasts and momentarily stimulated nipples. Now recovered
from the initial shock of being intruded upon, Solange spoke a few phrases
to the servant--who had used up her two-word comprehension of English--in
rapid-fire Thai, provoking laughter. Teonette, meanwhile, listened
attentively as the girl pointed at her and remarked in an exaggerated,
naughty tone.
"She zays you are beau-ti-ful," clarified Solange, kneading the Asian
woman's sweaty caramel torso. Then, leaning in for a quick kiss, the French
woman whispered hungrily, "Zhe want to m'ke love with you." Cued to action,
Teonette gently reached up to pull the slightly blushing doll down between
them, facing her. A small, plastic name tag read simply "NGOC" and wavered
loosely as the girl descended into a juxtaposing clash of dark and light
womanflesh seated on the floor. Despite her flamboyant overtures, Ngoc had
never been this close to a naked woman before, and the musty smell drifting
from between Teonette's open legs--combined with the feeling of Solange's
tiny but agile hands cupping her breasts--was bringing out desires she never
knew existed within. Closing her eyes, she felt Teonette's talented tongue
rim her lips, suck her chin, then burrow into her mouth as she surrendered
to the two strangers all control over her body...
"Give me your pretty pussy." managed Teonette, gulping.
Not understanding a word of the Filipina's strange idiom, Ngoc nonetheless
complied to what she could understand as some sort of command and reclined
so that the back of her her head rested in Solange's juicy bush. Teonette
pulled off Ngoc's sandals and nimbly undid the buttons of her cheap dress,
casting the garment aside to gaze devilishly upon the object of her want:
totally bare except for a tiny gold chain and cross around her neck,
breathing rapidly, quietly mumbling to herself in Thai. Her yellowish
complexion reflected a light coating of persperation that glistened on her
gracious mounds, topped by stiff brown nubs. Groaning, Teonette thrust
herself atop the younger Oriental, squashing their bodies together, and was
nearly driven mad by the feeling of her bountiful globes mashed into
another, equally alluring pair. As Ngoc dug a calculated finger into the
Phillipine woman's puckered back door, a premature orgasm shook them both,
and the Thai felt her swimming head give way to the plush carpet. Suddenly,
Solange's creamy thighs straddled her head, inundating the totality of her
senses with the odor and feel of wet, perfumed pussy. Instinctively, Ngoc
began to slurp the brunette's welling tear in a heat wave of loud, famished
lust. In response, she could hear Solange's impassioned yelps demanding
more of her in their harsh pitch. Meanwhile, Teonette had begun to
methodically lick her from pussy to anus, grunting "Ngh, Ngh," as her
perfect button nose nudged the maid's overgrown, spilling gash between laps.
Solange came exquisitely, riding a tidal wave to shore, bucking and
grinding her drowning cunt into Ngoc's cute face, clamping painted
fingernails tightly around her blood-engorged teats so that they reddened
further...Rolling her eyes back into her head, her swirled up hair bouncing,
"M-m-madamoiselle-oooh-oh-Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...." A river of love juice
luxuriously cascaded over Ngoc's eyes, nose, and mouth--still licking
furiously. No sooner had Solange relinquished her position than Teonette
slithered over top of the Thai girl again, finishing off the oral pleasuring
in which she had been engaged with a single, two-fingered stroke, entreating
the maid's soft form to spasm harshly. Efficiently and eagerly cleaning
Solange's come from Ngoc's cheeks and brow, Teonette stalled to passionately
French the teen, allowing the tastes of three women to flow between them.
Looking over at Solange, now vigorously satisfying herself in a corner
chair, Teonette sexily mouthed the words "watch us"... Using the film of
sweat between them to slide together, the two Asians gave in to their
deepest, most animalistic urges, communicating through coarse, primitive
grunts as their hands and mouths moved at their own volition... Laying the
Phillipine wife face down on the bed, the pretty Thai girl forced the older
woman's laquered ass cheeks open and thrust a sharp tongue into Teonette's
tight anus while brutally spanking her...
"Hit me--aaaaaah, do it-you f-fucking b-bi-ooooh..bitch.."
Soon, Solange joined in again, riding Teonette's oily back as the ravishment
continued. Rubbing her still unquenched sex and throbbing breasts along the
ridges of the Filipina's spine, she moved to her brown lover's ear and began
to softly sing a French lulluby, its cadences broken only by Ngoc's loud
slaps...In no time, Teonette was asleep....
TO BE CONTINUED
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