A Young Asian Wife Tasted

First, I wish to thank pennylin for editing this story, even after I insulted her by saying that I would not fuck her. She's a good friend. This happened in June 2021 during the Covid virus pandemic.

The trouble started a few days ago when a racist asshole belittled my Asian wife, making her cry. I was in the car outside the store waiting for her. When she returned with tears in her eyes, I went into full Chief mode. "Chief" is what my biker friends call me. As my wife puts it, there is Patrick, the nice guy, and then there is Chief a flaming ass who doesn't take any shit and doesn't give a shit.

When the guy who went after my wife refused to back down and apologize, I had no choice but to give the man a thorough thrashing. That should have been the end of it all. The store security guard explained to the cops what happened, and how the other guy had been the aggressor and had harassed my wife.

But then, out of the blue, one of the cops said all Asians look alike, which made me see red again. I didn't touch the cop, but I got in his face. That is when I found myself in jail. Now there are two things a biker needs: first, a good old lady and second, the best lawyer money can buy. Mine showed the DA the video my wife made in which you could clearly hear the racist cop, so all charges were dropped.

But even after being released from jail, I was agitated and still in Chief mode. My wife told me to do whatever I needed to clear my head. She appreciated me standing up for her, but she also had no desire to be with me in my current state. So I took off on my bike to clear my head.

I rode all day, and eventually I felt better and returned home in the evening. At home, I was surprised to be greeted by not only my wife, Gwen, but another woman named Kristen. I had expected Gwen to be alone so that we could have sex, but now I was a little irritated that we would be entertaining a guest instead.

But then Gwen whispered in my ear that if I could be Patrick, and not Chief, I could spend the night with Kristen. Being a biker's old lady, Gwen had tolerated a certain amount of my fooling around, but this was going the extra mile, and I didn't know what to say.

The three of us sat and talked, and I learned that Kristen, who lives not far from us, had been interested in having sex with me ever since Gwen told her about me. She had never had sex with a white man, and in fact, had never had sex with anyone besides her husband.

Then I learned that her Vietnamese husband was a total ass to her. Before they were married in Vietnam, he insisted on taking her to a doctor to certify that she was a virgin. After they were married, she found out that he was also a drunk, and a mean drunk, verbally abusing her whenever he drank.

I felt sorry for her. And all that information made me get a little hard for some reason. I hadn't felt particularly attracted to her, but now as I looked at her, I realized she was pretty and had a nice body. She was a little taller than what I like, but skinny with small tits, which I like. I think Gwen saw me looking at her because she got up and said she was going to a friend's house.

Alone with Kristen, I sat and talked some more with her. She said that Gwen had told her about what had happened at the store. Kristen said a similar thing had happened to her in the last year, but her husband had run away from the two men who had said racist things to her. She was frozen and didn't know what to do, but fortunately a black man approached the two men and put a stop to it. She later found her husband sitting in the car. She said that Gwen was lucky to have me.

Kristen came over and sat next to me. I pulled her closer and we kissed. My cock was straining against my jeans as she felt the insides of my mouth with her tongue. Ordinarily, I would have ripped her clothes off and pounded her mercilessly, but I remembered my promise to Gwen that I would be Patrick and not Chief, and resisted the urge to take this helpless and vulnerable woman until she begged me to stop.

Instead, I broke off the kiss, and we talked some more. Kristen was fascinated by what Gwen had told her about her sex life with me. She was inexperienced, and hadn't even heard of half the things that Gwen told her about. Her sex life with her husband had been disappointing, to say the least.

It wasn't just that his cock was small, but she did say indicate with her thumb and finger just how small it was. But the worthless husband had been failing in his duties in a spectacular way, fucking her about once a week, and only in the missionary position. Kristen said that they had never had oral sex. She once offered to suck his cock, and he had told her that "only whores do those things."

What was worse was that she suspected that he was cheating on her with other women. But the topper was that she believes he has another family in Vietnam because he would go there a couple of times a year, and stay for two or three months at a time, leaving her alone for long stretches of time. She couldn't go because she had a job, and she was their only source of support as he had lost his job long ago due to his drunkenness.

I told her I was amazed that she had put up with so much, for so little. I felt a little pressure now to show her what sex could be.

Kristen said one thing that surprised her was Gwen telling her that it felt good to have a cock in "the other hole." I didn't quite understand what she was saying until she pointed to her backside. I asked her if she wanted it there tonight, and she said, "Gwen says you will do all three holes for me!" Well, now I knew what was in store for me.

But before we had sex, Kristen said she wanted to do something for me. It turned out that she had been a real masseuse before she was married, not the happy endings type, and she wanted to give me a massage after the stress I'd gone through.

We went down to the master bedroom where we have a massage table. She told me to shower with the hottest water I could tolerate and even brush my teeth because it is a part of relaxing everything including your gums. I did as I was told.

After I finished, I opened the bathroom doors with just a towel wrapped around me. The room was lit with a few candles, and Kristen was dressed in a green teddy with black lace, smoked thigh highs and green strappy heels. She smiled at me and told me Gwen told her I like thigh highs. I told her I liked a lot more than the thigh highs. Again, I had to resist the urge to stick my cock inside her.

The massage was the high pressure type, and let me tell you, it felt good. I have been to those Asian massage parlors that are a front for prostitution, and you don't get a real massage there. This massage even hurt from time to time, as Kristen really kneaded my muscles. For a skinny girl, she sure was strong.

She told me to turn around and get on my back. As I lay on my back, she undid the towel and my fully erect cock sprang into view. She looked at it for a while, then put one hand around the shaft tentatively.

"So big," she said. "Thicker then Gwen said."

I could brag, but I think that compared to her husband's tiny dick, anything larger than the average sized cock would have seemed big to her.

"Can I put it in my mouth?" she asked.

I nodded, and she leaned forward and kind of rubbed my cock against her lips. Then she put her lips around the very tip of my cock, as if she was afraid of putting more of it in. She flicked her tongue against the tip for a while. It was entertaining, watching a thirty-year old woman figuring out how to give a man a blowjob for the first time.

What I really wanted to do was to hold her head and jam my cock down her throat, but I tried to relax and let things happen slowly. She eventually put more of it into her mouth, but seemed unsure about what to do with it. To be honest, Kristen's first attempts at a blowjob weren't that good, but it was a turn on just knowing that it was the first time a cock had been in her mouth.

After the massage, I invited her to go into the large whirlpool tub that we have. She washed me all over, and she seemed mesmerized by my cock as she couldn't keep her hands or mouth off of it. I really wanted to come but I resisted holding her head and face fucking her under water as I had done to Gwen many times, but when she bobbed her head on my cock, I came, spurting into her mouth. It was her first taste of cum, and she swallowed it all.

After the bath, she went to the trouble of putting her thigh highs back on, and I returned the favor as she found out how good it is to have her cunt licked. I noticed that she was freshly clean-shaven, and I wondered if Gwen had told her that was what I liked. For someone who had never been eaten out, she seemed very eager. As much as I enjoy it, I'm not an expert at it so I was surprised that I was able to make her come very quickly.

After the first orgasm she felt a finger in her ass for the first time and her heavy breathing and moaning sounds of pleasure let me know she was enjoying it. When I put a second finger and twisted my fingers around and played with her anal opening, she had another orgasm, which made her scream some words in Vietnamese that I didn't recognize, but I understood their meaning.

Afterwards, she wanted to catch her breath, so she laid her head on my stomach. But she played with my fat cock, as we talked. I was hard as a rock, and as much as I wanted to be inside her pussy, I waited for her to be ready. She talked about how much she loved my cock, and how her husband's cock didn't even look like the same organ. But she also expressed some fear and reluctance about taking my cock in her pussy.

"Will it hurt?" she asked. "I think it might be too big for me."

"It might hurt a little," I said. "I'm not sure, but you're not used to it being so big, so it could hurt."

For once in my life, I didn't want to lie just to get into someone's pussy. I wanted Kristen to only have a positive experience with me. I didn't want to be another man using her for my own purposes, like her husband. My wife had trusted me with her friend, and I wanted to play it safe.

For an inexperienced woman, Kristen sure liked to talk dirty while she played with my cock. She talked about how much she liked sex and said how much she had wanted to be fucked by a white cock. She said she wanted to tell her husband that a white man had fucked her. She said he was a racist and would disown her if she had sex with a white or black man. She also asked me to talk dirty to her.

After a while, she looked at me, and said, "Okay, let's do it."

I positioned her on all fours. She said she had never had sex doggy style. I touched her pussy lips and could feel how wet she was. Holding her hips, I gently pushed into her. As the head of my cock entered her, she let out a scream that worried me, but she reassured me she was okay. It was seriously the tightest pussy I had ever felt. I stopped to let her get used to my size.

"Keep going," she said. "I want to feel you inside me,"

I did as I was told, but there was a lot of screaming. But every time I stopped, she urged me to keep going. Once I was almost all the way in, I started to slide in and out of her tight pussy.

"Oh my god!" she cried out. "That's what sex is supposed to feel like!"

"Enjoy my cock, you little Asian slut," I said. "Come on my cock, you little bitch."

I was surprised at how quickly she came, screaming a stream of Vietnamese words in the process. She clamped down so hard on my cock that I was surprised that I didn't come. Kristen was impressed with my lasting power, and said her husband lasts for a couple of minutes at the most. Maybe because I had already come earlier, I fucked her until she came again, and she was begging me to stop.

"Stop, no more," she panted. "My pussy hurt."

I pulled out, and we both collapsed onto the bed. She thanked me, and I laughed and thanked her back. But five minutes later, when my erection had subsided a bit, Kristen's lips were wrapped around it, and I was immediately completely hard again. I guess she was ready for more, because she wanted me inside her again.

I lay on my back and she climbed on top and lowered herself onto my cock, facing me. After a few minutes of spirited bouncing on my hard on, I had her turn around for a reverse cowgirl. I told her to touch herself as she slid up and down on my cock. I slipped a finger into her ass, and the combination was enough for her to come again.

I willed myself to not come, because I really wanted to have her virgin asshole. As she climbed off of me, I asked her if she was ready to have me fuck her in the ass. She didn't hesitate, and pulled her cheeks apart to show me her asshole.

I went to get some lube, and asked her to put her heels on again. I do like the look of a woman in thigh highs and heels, and she looked hot in them. I had her stand with her head on the bed and her ass in the air. I could tell she was nervous as I lubed her ass as well as my cock. As I applied lube to her ass with two fingers inside her, I could tell it was going to be okay.

She didn't scream as my cock went into her ass, instead, there were only moans of pleasure. Emboldened by her apparent lack of pain, I finally let go and fucked her ass as hard as I've ever fucked anyone. Her fingers flew to her clit, and she screamed as she came. I came shortly afterwards, shooting cum into her ass.

I wouldn't have minded another round, but she had to get home to her husband, and got dressed, kissed me, and slipped out the door.

When Gwen returned home, she thanked me for making Kristen feel so good. She said she knew that making love to someone like Kristen was the best way to bring out the best in me. Gwen knew that if she stayed, I would have stayed in "Chief" mode because she would have been a reminder of what had happened at the store, and that is not what I needed after a bad week. I don't think that I could have a better old lady than my wife Gwen.