Manmoirs: The Asian - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Manmoirs: The Asian - Part 2

The amount of fucking Kira and I did over the next six months was unreal. If there was a place to have sex, we were finding it; At work, in her bed, in my bed, in my car, in her parent's car and SUV, in the shower, in the kitchen, and at a restaurant. We just couldn't keep our hands off one another. There were times where she was so wet that we'd have sex non-stop for a couple hours straight, and there were times when we'd have a quickie and cum together. She even showed me her handcuffs, which was a first for me. She was a nympho, and little did I know I helped create a monster. Clothes on, clothes off, she was down to fuck. Fast forward to New Years Eve. We went out to a club, dressed up, danced and made out all night. Booze was flowing, sex was in the air. We decided weeks before that we'd get a hotel room. Literally right after midnight, we were out the door and ready to get down at the hotel. The door of the hotel room had barely closed when I had my condom on. I turned Kira around and started fucking her from behind, her dress still intact. I wanted to feel her ass on me the way I did on the dance floor that night. Kira loved being taken from behind. She thought my cock was perfect for her from that position. She came right away, and I'm sure our entire floor heard it. "I love it when you pull my hair like that. You're so fucking good at this." The way she looked back at me as though my rock hard dick was the only thing that could get her this horny was the biggest ...

... turn-on I had experienced up to that point. It was as though her soaked pussy yearned for my penis, practically made for that hot snatch of hers. I made her cum a second time from behind. I flipped her over to get her legs on my shoulders while I fucked her standing up. She was on her back on the bed with her dress nearly falling off. Seeing her in that dress all messy after looking like a Goddess earlier in the night was quite a site. "Oh fuck right there! Yes!" This time she held onto my arms when she came. She was smiling and being taken like I promised I would do. Being on-top of her and locking eyes with her gave me this sense of power over her body. I felt, for the first time, like I owned her. I owned her pussy. I've never had that feeling before. The way we kiss, the way we fuck, the way we seemed to know what the other wanted at that moment. Was I having feelings for her? Soon enough she was on-top of me and she finally took off her dress. She pulled it up over her head to show off her DD breasts, messing her hair a little bit to give her an even more sexy look. She then reached for the radio beside the bed and instantly we were fucking to rap music. The sex got even harder. It seemed we went through Notorious BIG, DMX, 50 Cent and many others yet we were still fucking. I got back on-top of her but this time I was on the bed with her. The making out we were doing while I pounded her pussy pushed the intensity to a level I have never experience. At that moment, I was sure ...