In the world's most exotic Sin City, an American married couple find love with a Thai massage lady.
Not ordinary sex tourists, Jack and Maria not only have an open marriage, these swingers share and share alike. Although a shy country girl, Prani enjoys their hotel bed, all their body orifices, and their fervid threesome, menage, groupsex passions. Multiple partner, oral and anal action. FFM.
Burnt-out on blase, seen-it-all, done-everything American swingers, Jack and Maria look for something new, a fresh, body to slake their extravagant lusts on.
Las Vegas? Sin City, USA? But Jack and Maria don't want to lose money gambling, or pay hundreds of dollars to watch magnificent shows. Besides, they hear, the hookers there charge five hundred dollars or more. And may not want to service another woman. With the money they save by not attending expensive entertainment and not blowing their wads at a slot machine (instead of in bed), they can afford the most exotic Sin City in the world -- Bangkok, Thailand. Asian sex.
Where the hot and humid, luxuriant jungle-rich air makes for a lanquid, sensual atmosphere -- not a hot and dry, desert climate that chokes you by the throat.
They would make their friends jealous with their Asian sex stories.
Home of many Buddhist temples, massage parlors, silk skirts and business suits, bar girls, the Royal Palace, escort services with Asian girls, a major airline hub, a national cuisine to rival Chinese and French cooking, sex shows, monks in saffron robes, large gay male cabaret singing and dancing revues, tuk-tuks the motorized equivalent to rickshaws, sidewalk touts forcing tourists to look at four-color, massage parlor pamphlets, weird yet gentle music, entire districts devoted to sexual services, such as Pat Pong, movie theaters with the latest offerings from Hollywood and Hong Kong as well as Thai movies, and . . . Bangkok sex!
Prani grew up in a small village in the north of Thailand. After she turned eighteen, her father contracted tuberculosis and needs lots of expensive medicines he cannot afford. To fulfill her duty to her parents, Prani contracts to work in a Bangkok massage parlor. Thailand sex? Until her arrival at the capital and her initiation into massage parlor sex, she never even kissed a boy.
Three months later, massage sex and the male body hold no mysteries for her. She pleasures men of all races, from many countries she never heard of, which she could not find on a world map. She learns how to use the exquisite, slim body of an Asian woman satisfy them to receive large tips to send home to her parents.
When the massage boss calls her number for a falang woman, Prani hides her surprise. But why not? Tomboy falang women also make lots of money, so they too can afford the best sexual experience Bangkok has to offer. Another massage parlor sex story.
She works so hard to pleasure the falang woman, she pays Prani's daily rate to take her out of the massage parlor, to her hotel room -- with her husband!
When Jack enters the Kit Kat Massage Parlor in Nana Plaza, he walks on a cloud -- the nearest thing to Heaven on Earth for a healthy heterosexual man. Behind a plexiglass screen, fifty or sixty beautiful young women wear skimpy pink outfits, and vie with each other to devote the next hour to his atainment of physical ecstasy.
He and Maria make love in the shower and bathtub, but those experiences pale to lying in a sex-sized tub in hot soapy water, with a slick, slender twenty-year old babe rubbing her nipples against his chest. Her tight flesh and tighter vagina bliss him out.
To Prani's surprise again, sharing the bodies of both husband and wife opens a brand new world of sensual lust and threesome romance for all of them.
Because you want to share the white heat lust of the most exciting and exotic city on Earth.
Genre: FICTION / Erotica / GeneralHe wondered if they'd somehow have sex in the tub.
But no, once they were both clean, she led him out. She put an air mattress down on the floor and had Jack lay on it on his stomach. He had to laugh to himself, remembering all the times he'd huffed and puffed so hard on camping trips as a Boy Scout. And then usually he couldn't sleep at night anyway, because he wasn't used to the jiggling of the air mattress.
Now that very jiggling was part of the fun. Ao ran her hands up and down his back, his buttocks and the backs of his legs. Then her breasts. What a sensation. Could you get that in America?
Jack wondered what Maria would do if he ever suggested she massage him with her breasts, despite her sexual adventureness. Or any of the many women he'd dated over the years.
He doubted any of them would have done to him what this Thai woman was within ten minutes of meeting him. He didn't go to prostitutes in the United States, but somehow doubted that any of them, except maybe the most well-paid exclusive escorts, would offer such a service.
She turned him around, and ran her hands up and down the front of his body. Then her breasts.
Oh God, Jack thought. His dick was now hard as a rock. Ao smiled and sucked on it until she could tell Jack was ready.
She applied lots of very soapy water to both herself and to Jack. Then she straddled his body and lowered her body, inserting his dick ito her pussy. It was tight, filling out as he entered her but wrapping itself around him.
His dick welcomed the hot wet ecstasy that, when new, was always Heaven on Earth.
Ao then positioned her hips, fell forward so she was on top of him and, bracing herself with her arms, used the flexibility of the air mattress to slid up and down his chest.
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