Asian Parade

Karen grabbed a mirror and held it up where Sonya could see her own private
parts, stretched, violated, impaled upon Karen’s hand.

“See, Honey, I told you you could do it!” Sonya took the mirror and stared
dumbfoundedly at it. Karen partially withdrew her hand, then pushed it back in.

“Now comes the fun part!”, Karen pronounced. “Feel it when I move my fingers
around!” With that, Karen began wiggling her fingers and moving her hand around
inside Sonya’s slippery wet fuckhole. Sonya went crazy, thrashing around on the
bed, alternately screaming for Karen to stop, it was too much, or to go deeper.
Finally, Sonya screamed one last time, pulled Karen’s hand one last time, then
went limp.

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Then the full rush of my ejaculation was on me. I came as if I
was hemorrhaging jism into her sucking mouth. My hand in her cunt
unclenched and I began pulling it out. Her twat was fearsomely
tight, but I pulled anyhow and as June drained the last of what
felt like an endless stream of cum from my cock, my hand slowly
began re-emerging form her cunt.
I rolled away from her slightly, and made a fist of the cunt
filling hand — right there, in the narrowest part of her pussy.
She arched and stiffened, as if electrified, and when I yanked
my clenched fist out of her cunt, she let out a scream that
literally hurt my ears. She screamed a word, clearly and precisely,
but at a volume and pitch that was painful: “DARLING!”

She was totally out of control, quite berserk. Her lithe,
firm young body gyrated and bucked wildly, her hips pumping as if
it were a nice, reasonable cock in her honey hole — and not a fat,
hard, thick fist. She pulled forward till my entire fist was
spreading even the narrowest part of her cunt [...]

The guard closed the spreader to its smallest size, and lightly
lubricated it with some vasiline he had in a jar by the table. She
watched all this. The guard brought it to her cunt, and slowly
inserted it, farther and farther until it was all inside her except
for the end with the screw. He [...]

One thing about Kei’s breasts is that they are firm, don’t sag at all,
and they are very well defined. Some girls’ breasts just sort of fade
into the rest of their chest, but not her’s. There is a sharp angle
between her breasts and rest of her chest, making them appear to stand
out more. [...]

This story is about a young oriental girl from a small country in
southeast Asia. Her name is Kei, and she is 24 years old. I
have known Kei for 2 years.
First, I will tell you about Kei. Kei is a very shy and modest
girl, probably the most modest I know. In the [...]