My Vietnamese neighbors.
This is a one-part story, and it's about my Asian neighbor, Ming-Naa, and her daughter Aooun.
NOTE: All characters are over eighteen and exist only in my head; any resemblance to real persons, alive or dead, is purely coincidental.
NOTE 2: I am Swedish and I am doing my best. Please be nice to me and understand that it will NOT be grammatically correct, and some small misspellings are to be expected; instead, please look at the whole picture.
AND, PLEASE rate and comment; I seriously want to know what you think.
Steve
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Main character.
Me, Steve, 49 years old.
Ming-Naa, my neighbor, 39 years old. Mother to Aooun
Aooun, neighbor 19 years old
Diep, 37 years old, Mother to Nyang, met them in Vietnam, ten years ago
Nyang, 18 years old.
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I was forty-nine and approaching my 50th after my divorce was finalized.
I loved my neighborhood. It was safe, quiet, and very comfortable and only 200 meters from my house, there was a country club with a large pool and two tennis courts, and best of all, next to my house lived a nice Vietnamese family
I had often visited Vietnam many years ago before I got married to Annie.
I've always been fascinated with Asian girls, their small frame, tits, and hairy pussies, their sexy English accents. But, many Asian girls are not so interested in foreigners, most of them think that we are only good for a few reasons: we are perceived as rich, a way out of misery or the country, a child would secure their life, and children with a white father are lighter in color, and that is valued, and we have bigger cocks.
Many Asian ladies also believe white guys treat them more considerately. I do not know if that is true, and if it is true, then Asian men must treat their women awfully.
There are plenty of bargirls and prostitutes, always ready and willing for the tourists, but I tried to avoid them - they are far too risky in many ways. But, there are many ordinary Asian women who are quite approachable as well, and, it's not difficult to find one who is quite willing to keep company with a foreigner.
Every time I saw the neighbor girl, Aooun I was reminded of the first time I fucked a young Vietnamese girl, actually, the very first (and only) time that I've fucked both mother and daughter.
Aooun was the typical Asian girl, hard studying and ultra respectful, and when she saw me always addressed me as 'Mr. Steve'. In short, she was a nice kid.
Anyway, that time, almost ten years ago, I was in Vietnam and met a woman at a bar. I instantly realized that she wasn't a prostitute, but she was there with her daughter, and believe me, I was utterly surprised when she told me that it was her daughter.
To be honest, I think she was simply built for fucking. She, Diep, was 5ft3, 47kg, with a slim, sexy, and firm brown body. She has long flowing black hair, eyes sparkling with naughty desires and thick and exotically sensual lips. Actually., the first thing I thought when I saw her was that her pretty red lips would look so wonderful wrapped around my big cock.
To make a long story short (that lasted for three days), one night the mother and daughter followed me to my hotel.
"I don't want you to feel that I am taking advantage of you, or treating you like a cheap bar girl," I said, "but I want you to believe that I care about you and Nyang. I'd like to give you something to help both of you out. I want you both to feel more secure. I can cover the food and accommodation and get you both back home safely, but I would like you to have something more than that. Suppose I gave you 20 thousand pesos?"
"You really don't need to do that, Sir, but that is most generous, thank you." Her body moved ever so slightly across the front of my trousers putting a little pressure on my partial stiffness. Vietnamese, and Asian women in general always addressed me as 'Sir', especially when I was going to fuck them, which was a big turn-on for me.
"You can both come back to my Hotel. We can order food on room service. Nyang will be ok watching the TV, we can find a good film for her. " I said as I slid my hand up and down her bare thigh. "A good film with a lot of noise so she won't get distracted by any other noises. And she'll have plenty to snack on," I continued as my hand reached all the way up and I felt her warm, hairy pussy through a pair of cheap cotton panties.
Diep agreed, and Nyang who was excited when she found out that she was going to get to see a hotel from the inside and order whatever she fancied. I don't know what else she thought might happen, but she didn't seem to care. Little did she know that I was going to fuck her mother hard, and maybe even her. She was happy with the small gifts I'd already bought her and thought of me as a very nice man. So innocent, so gullible.
They came from fairly poor means, so the expressions in their eyes were priceless as we walked into the hotel and later into the hotel room.
Nyang ran out on the balcony and screamed out her happiness into the dark night.
Nyang was eighteen years old and had inherited most of her mother's features, mainly her exotic eyes and cheekbones.
She was not skinny but fairly thin. with a plump, and very proportional bubble butt like her mother. In my opinion, there's no one hotter than an East Asian woman with curves, especially now, watching Nyang on the balcony and how her exceptional butt was sensually outlined in the silhouette from the light below her.
Soon we placed Nyang on the couch and found a movie for her to watch and I helped her order room service. We stayed with Nyang to start with, to wait for the room service so that she wouldn't have to get up from the sofa, while we fucked.
At one stage, I was on the floor behind Nyang and I pulled down my pants, to show Diep was she was to get very soon. It was only semi-hard but it started to stiffen knowing that Nyang could at any moment turn around, to see what her Mom was staring at.
"You are bad showing me like this," She said when I returned (with my pants up again) to the couch.
"You liked it, didn't you?"
