Our first time with an Asian slut [Group]

*I do have to admit I’ve seen your postings once or twice and it has intrigued me both times. I skimmed the rest of your posts just now and you’re a good writer, I just don’t have the time to fully enjoy your stories yet. A little about me: I’m 21, 4’9″, 97lbs, and Asian. I’m recently single and very new to the whole group sex thing. I’ve only had a short threesome experience a couple months ago. I consider myself pansexual and very interested in playing with other women. I’m very sure I’m DDF and am willing to get tested again because I’m sure all of our safety is important to all of us. Hopefully we can chat more! Also, happy fourth :)*

Tala sent this direct chat to me on July 4th, which is why I missed it—I never check for IMs. I saw the message on the 6th, a few days after I had posted on behalf of u/Fun_in_love (Sam and Aly) and myself for a second female to join us to celebrate the holiday.

I responded as soon as I read it, and then looked through her post history and sent another message. “Wow. Just wow. You have no business being that sexy! If you’d like to chat via kik, my handle is____.”

She got back to me right away, and we chatted off and on the rest of that Saturday. Tala referred to herself as a babyslut, a whore, a submissive. She articulated herself well, to the point that I wondered if I was being fooled. History has proven to me that the most interesting, most memorable sexual experiences are with intelligent, confident people. Regardless of sex. Finding those people via a posting on Reddit is not always easy. They say timing is everything. Tala, for her part, was right on time.

I’d been on somewhat of a panicked search for a fourth to join my friends and I. Eager to keep things interesting with Aly and Sam, I was intent on setting up a foursome and introducing them to a woman they could fuck with or without me.

“We don’t need anyone else,” Aly told me later. “You keep us more than satisfied.”

So I was unnecessarily pushing for a foursome that wasn’t expected. However, we stumbled into a lucky chance with Tala. There are plenty of redditors local to us, but none that have yet stood out in such a physical and intellectual way. Aly sets the bar high.

Tala was thoughtful in her approach to us. Very kind, very patient. Eager to know everything she could about our sexual interests, and expressing an imitable sexuality of her own. She was relatively new, as she said, to experiences with women and groups. But she was thirsty for it. It was not long after introducing her (by text) to Sam and Aly that the conversation turned from our favorite books, what we (as kindred artistic spirits) enjoy writing, how our sexual history would appear in tableau—to how sexy we found each other, how much we wanted to kiss, to taste, to feel each other. To fuck each other. Aly and Tala hit it off well, flirtatious over chat as they revealed more and more of their bodies to each other. All while I followed along from work. Sneaking off every chance I could to see how they were getting along.

We continued throughout Sunday, the flirting turning into outright expressions of “Let’s make this happen. Let’s fuck.” Despite my intention on taking things slow, we arranged for a date that Tuesday night, only a couple days later. We’d meet at a bar and see how things progressed. I took down my ad on Reddit. Tala, we’d decided, was the one.

The date was set, but waiting two more days wasn’t working for Aly and me. Sam had to work on Monday, but our foray into the hotwife lifestyle has allowed Aly and I to play together provided we follow two rules: no getting arrested, and we must post to Reddit. Quite recently we took the first rule to task when Aly came to visit me at work. Within minutes of hanging out in her car, I had her feeling my bulge, then working at my belt. Loosened, my cock was in her mouth before we had time to consider our setting. It didn’t take long though. After ten minutes of her throat around me, her tongue swirling and drawing my orgasm, all while I kept watch, I exploded into her mouth. She swallowed. We posted photos. We were not arrested, even if we might’ve been seen.

On that Monday morning, I had to see her. I woke up hard, thinking of Aly and Tala together causing me to actually drip precum as I went around getting ready for the day. I messaged her and she was just as eager. In a particular mood that morning, I sent her a message before leaving: “Unlock the door. Be in your bed when I arrive. Naked. I want you ready.”

“Yes sir.”

“I expect you to be already soaked when I get there. Choose your favorite toy and get started. I’ll be there in twenty. Understood?”

A purple, grinning devil in return.

I let myself in. I found her in the bedroom exactly as I had ordered. She was atop the comforter, naked, similar to how she appears in a recent photo I posted of her. Which was good for her—I had decided that if she was not ready as I had ordered, she’d be punished with the most brutal facefucking she’d ever received. As it is, I still owe her that. She’s gotten quite good at taking it. Even mentioning it now, I’m opening the floodgates of competition, but there was one partner I’d had who absolutely lived for her throat being fucked. She could go for twenty minutes without taking a breath. We’d timed her at 17 minutes once, her and a buddy of mine.

I expect Aly will want to claim that record now. I’m happy to oblige that. On this particular morning, part of me did want to ravage her throat. But having her laying there, her pussy smooth and glistening, a toy tossed aside in favor of me, already half-undressed…I had to take what was offered.

I joined Aly on the bed, and we kissed. I held her jaw in my hand and made her tell me how badly she needed it. I gripped her throat in one hand and began flitting my fingers over her eager clit. She trembled and choked out a “Please” and “I want your fat cock.”

I positioned myself and rubbed my engorged head against her swollen lips. She was soaked, as I’d commanded. It was easy slipping into her. First the head of my cock, then inch by inch, every one drawing a gasp from Aly as her hips bucked and welcomed me deeper. I fucked her slowly. Still choking her, still demanding her tell me what she wanted, what she needed.

I fucked her harder, us rocking her bed against the wall and her screaming out (later worried at what her neighbors might have heard, if they’d been home), confessing to me all sorts of wonderful, devious things.

“Do you love this thick cock?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want to watch Sam fuck Tala?”

“Yes, I do. I can’t wait.”

“You’re lucky to have a husband who lets you fuck another man. Yeah?”

“I’m so lucky.”

“He deserves that tight Asian pussy, doesn’t he?”

“Yesssss.”

“I can’t wait for them to be fucking right next to us.”

“God, I know. I want to taste her pussy.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, I do.”

I flipped her over and entered her prone bone. This was how I was going to cum. Holding her neck as she was pinned beneath me, taking all of me as deep as she could. Until I was ready to fill her.

“I want to see you get fucked too,” I told her. She liked that. “I want to share you with Sam and other guys. We can all take turns on you. Tie you up and use you all night. You might not even see who’s fucking you. You might be blindfolded all night. Every cock filling you with cum until we’re worn out. Then when they leave, Sam and I will keep using you.”

She loved that. She came, contracting and suddenly milking my cock. Needing that cum, and not just the promise of it. After a few more minutes I erupted inside her. We laid beside each other and recovered. I bounce back fast though, and we were going again within minutes.

After that, we talked more seriously about the upcoming foursome. I’ve organized several foursomes, some gangbangs, and a blowbang in my time. It is not easy, and it shouldn’t be. For one thing, we were going to take Tala at her word that she was clean. Off the understanding that she had had only one sexual partner for six years, and now currently one other partner. And she had been tested during that time.

A greater concern, though, is the emotional response to adding sexual partners to the equation. Between myself and Tala, and myself and Aly, there were a few confessions made. I was not seeking anything with Tala outside of our foursome. Tala had asked me about that early on. Why not? She remarked that she was attracted to me and would like to play, just the two of us. I told her the truth. Though I’m not typically a jealous guy, I didn’t enjoy the thought of Aly having sex with men other than her husband and me. I loved being the second guy. The one called on to join them. The one they both wanted. It might be my only weakness in this regard: to need to be desired. I think most of us have that weakness. It’s not usually so pronounced in me. With Aly, it is. I am jealous at the thought of sharing her. She belongs with Sam, and with me. Do I want to gangbang her? Have her bound and used and filled with strangers’ cum? Absolutely. But in all those scenarios, I’m a part of that. Sam and I are orchestrating it.

What I had to make Tala understand was my strange sense of monogamy. Not traditional by any means. But as a result of wanting Aly for myself, I also wanted only her. I wasn’t looking for any other sexual partners. Aly was enough. Aly was more than satisfying. Tala understood and said she’d respect that. And she did.

Possibly too much, on that night we all met her for the first time. I joined Sam and Aly early at their place. They took a shot and then we took a Lyft to the bar down the street, where Tala was already waiting. As the car neared, she messaged me how nervous she was. She hadn’t been able to eat. She ordered a drink to help calm her nerves. Would we hug right away? she wanted to know. We probably should, she said, to get the height thing out of the way. That was always the most awkward part.

I laughed at that, and we were pulling up. The three of us went in, and she was in the first booth. She got up and hugged each of us, and she was right—4’9″ is fifteen inches shorter than me. She was easily the smallest partner I’ve had. Truthfully, there was an element of that which greatly turned me on. It might seem like an easy male fantasy, but nonetheless it is a true one: she was small, and she would be tight. She’d be fun to throw around. She’d have no control. And she didn’t want it.

She made that clear too, initially. She was a sub, and a pleaser. Aly was a pleaser too, and enjoyed being dominated. But Aly was also a confidant and strong personality. She owned the room she was in. If you were able to overpower her, to order her to do get on her knees and please you, it’s because she allowed you to. Tala was, conversely, a true submissive. She had a thing for older men (her other partner, her Dom, was in his forties, I found out) who exuded power.

That being said, we’d had a brief exchange earlier. I told her, in respect of something else we’d discussed, that I would only touch her and make a move on her if she invited it. Not exactly part of the ritual either of us enjoyed, but a promise I felt necessary. She said that was kind of me, but then, via emoji, she devilishly grinned at me. At the time, I didn’t know how to take that. I wish I had.

We ordered our first round after trying the sampler the server delivered us. Aly warned Tala she was extremely talkative (evoking Sam’s “Shut up, Aly”, which I’d started using as well, always jokinly) and that she gesticulated too much as well. Usually, Aly confessed to her, she would knock over a drink at some point in the night.

Tala was shy for sure. But she was excited to talk. I studied her quite a bit as we all got on. She was an observer, like me. Someone who went to public places in order to watch people. Someone who was almost attracted as much to the things people wore and did and how they behaved as she was to their bodies and how they performed with them. That was my take on her. Aly sat beside her and engaged her the most. Sam and I were across from them, and kept up our end. Tellingly, Tala stayed smiling. And she didn’t shy away when the conversation hinted at what might happen later on.

Importantly, we had agreed beforehand that this would only be a meeting to figure out how we got on. Like I said, group affairs should never be entered into without planning. There were things we hadn’t even discussed yet: protection, the pace we were comfortable with, who she was comfortable having contact with, if with any of us.

Sam and I went to find a game to play. We chose Taboo. Tala had never heard of it. I’m going to embarrass her a bit here (forgive me) but in the course of playing, we also found out she did not know who Bruce Willis or Steven Spielberg was. Did this make me old? Was I at the age now (30) where my pop culture might as well be foreign to people only nine years younger? Possibly. It was a brief sobering thought. It passed quickly, in part because Aly found out the bar also had Upwords, one of her favorite games. She cried out in excitement and then, in all her enthusiasm, knocked her water glass over, right into Tala’s lap.

Sam and I burst out laughing. Tala giggled too—hadn’t Aly essentially promised this at the start of the night? Aly was terribly embarrassed, and so apologetic. Tala went to dry up, the server came to wipe down the table and make fun of Aly, and Sam and I kept laughing at her. Some other quieter things had begun to happen too, though. During Taboo, Sam sat beside Tala as they were on opposing teams. And he began rubbing her back and massaging her thigh. This got Aly worked up, and she began doing the same to me. When they switched places again, right before Aly spilt her water on Tala, the two of them began feeling each other up as well. Earlier still, Aly had gone to the restroom and taken a photo of her wearing her butt plug, and sent it to all of us. Getting a wonderful reaction from Tala. And now I was wondering, as I’m sure we all were, was this going to lead somewhere tonight?

While Tala was drying off in the restroom, we talked it over. We sent Aly to find out. When she came back, it was apparent we’d at least be moving on from the bar, back to their place. We paid and called a Lyft. Sam sat in front and distracted the driver while Tala sat between Aly and me. I finally took a chance and placed my hand on Tala’s thigh, gently caressing her as we rode the short way back to the house. She did not seem at all bothered by the contact, but I couldn’t be sure how she was feeling yet. For all I knew, she was only in this for the girl.

Sam and Aly got everyone water, while Tala and I sat on the couch and chatted. Sam started playing Lizzo, mentioned how he was going to order a shirt as well, he was so into her music. I’ve only recently started listening to her, and I’m pretty damn fond of her works as well. Tala had heard of her, but was not familiar. We talked about this and some other stuff for a bit, and then without warning, Aly was on the couch beside me, and Tala was straddling her. They were making out. Eagerly, passionately. Sam stood there, grinning. I sat beside them, grinning just as big, I’m sure. We watched them kiss, their hands running over each other’s shoulders and arms, settling on their breasts. There’s something amazing, and I’ve never thought this until now, about watching a woman discover another woman for the first time. Tala pulled Aly’s shirt off and I helped unclasp her bra. Tala had seen photos of Aly’s breasts (as have you, by now) and knew how perfect they were. But to have them there in her hands, that was something remarkably greater. I’d been there, and I still have that experience every time I see Aly’s tits, whenever I massage them, kiss them. Tease them. Tala did this now, squeezing them, remarking how huge they were. Tala’s hands in no way could properly hold Aly’s tits. But Aly loved Tala’s hands on her, and the attention she paid her. How she bent her head to take Aly’s nipple in her mouth, biting softly. Testing how Aly responded.

I reached down and felt Aly’s inner thighs. She was warm, and obviously wet. She looked at us and ordered us upstairs, while she and Tala had some time alone. Sam and I went upstairs to the bedroom. He made sure the AC was going, but we didn’t undress or anything. We weren’t sure yet what the plan was. I told him I was worried I may have had too much to drink to be able to perform if needed. That, and there wasn’t much time left in the evening. Tala lived with her parents over summer break and had a pretty strict curfew. As she put it, it was an Asian parent thing.

A few minutes later, Aly and Tala came in to the bedroom. They laid on the bed. Sam and I got on either side of Tala as she lay on her back. Aly pulled her panties off as Sam got her top off. Aly started kissing up Tala’s thighs, settling on her pussy—something she’d kept private from us so far, and wasn’t willing to share on camera, which we respected. She was shaved smooth. Given her size, of course she looked small and tight. I was instantly hard imagining how she’d feel. Aly started kissing her, licking her. Tala moaned. Sam was already massaging her breasts. Her nipples were rock hard, very pronounced and dark, making me want to bend my head and take one into my mouth. Sam did, while I watched Aly begin eating her out voraciously. For my part, I was now thinking about how I was the only one who hadn’t kissed her yet.

This came up in a conversation the next day: “Do you realize you were the last to touch me or even kiss me?” she messaged.

I was playing it safe. “If I had known how badly you wanted me, I would have been fingering you under that table,” I told her in response.

In the moment then, Aly between her legs, getting those moans and gasps out of her, and Sam passionately teasing her breasts, I finally went to kiss her. She responded fully, her lips welcoming mine and her tongue finding mine. She seemed to be in a moment of bliss. I think we all were.

Her and Aly switched places. Tala had been longing to taste Aly, and see how she fared eating out another woman. Sam and I had offered to show her how. This time, though, it was just the two of them. Tala showed Aly the same meticulous teasing, kissing her inner thighs, tracing along her outer labia with her tongue. Then she found Aly’s clit and began applying the same pressure, the same exquisite rhythm that Aly had given her. Aly cried out, then kept panting as Tala served her, working Aly up to a scream and that same trembling orgasm I’d come to love witnessing.

Aly wanted to get fucked then, at long last. Sam took her first, while I laid Tala on her back and readied to taste her for the first time. It should be like this for all men, but going down on a partner for the first time, being that intimate with them (trusted, desired, allowed to feel and taste, to penetrate that deeply) is the most unforgettable part of any first encounter. With Tala, I had so many curiosities. How would she feel, how would she taste. Would I be able to finger her. How much could she even take?

She tasted incredibly sweet. I’ve rarely had an experience with women where they don’t, but her and Aly in particular tasted damn amazing. She was wet too, having had plenty of excitement with Aly already. I tried to pay her as much attention as Aly had, but I regret to say my actual skill will have to be shown off at the next encounter. This time, the combination of booze making my tongue and jaw lazy, as well as worrying about Tala’s curfew, had me not at peak performance. I still enjoyed every second, but now I’m kicking myself for not giving her the best head of her life. All in good time, I suppose.

Sam was fucking Aly while Tala moaned (me between her thighs still) and watched them. She fondled Aly’s breasts and moved so that they could make out while Aly was fucked. I stood and finally freed my cock from my pants, and at this point Aly and Sam took a quick break. And, to my surprise, they left the room. I assumed to allow Tala and I more time with each other.

At this point, with how Tala was looking at me, eyeing my cock, I decided there was no reason to play coy anymore. I told her I was going to fuck her face. She said, “Please, sir,” and I got on my knees and forced all of my thickness into her mouth at once. And she took it, as much as she could. Her Dom had done a great job training that tiny mouth, that tight throat. While she couldn’t swallow all of me (I’m not hung like a horse by any means, but I gag with the best of them) she did surprise me with how well she worked so much in her mouth, still being able to move her tongue expertly over my shaft as she milked me. Her eyes locked with mine and she looked so grateful for my cock, I could have emptied into her mouth right then. Instead, I pulled out. I straddled her chest and resumed fucking her throat at a better angle. She reacted beneath me, clenching my thighs with her hands as I abused her mouth.

I withdrew again, this time climbing off the bed and pulling her, so easily, to the end of the bed with me. I turned her so that her head was hanging off the side. And then I made her take me again. This time I could really drive my cock down her throat. She moaned and reacted with absolute lust. She’d said she was a cock slut. Now she was proving it.

Of course, with my head where it was at, I lost and regained my erection over and over. A true rollercoaster for Tala, as she worked my flaccid member back to something worth contending with. After about ten more minutes, Aly and Sam returned to the bedroom. Looking happy at what they’d walked into, and looking fucking horny as well. They resumed fucking, and I turned Tala over. Sometime earlier she had asked us if we had condoms. We hadn’t discussed protection really, and Sam and Aly don’t use them, obviously. And I don’t use with them Aly either. In fact, I haven’t actually used one in probably six years. Not to say one shouldn’t!

In this case, we were very respectful of Tala’s wish that we use them for the first time. So tonight we would not be fucking. I did tease her clit with my cock, rubbing against her, feeling her convulse against me. She grinded against me, her wet pussy begging for something it needed but couldn’t have. Not this time.

Sam and Aly fucked, and I was jealous as hell I wasn’t going to get any pussy that night. When Sam finished with Aly, he sent her over to our side of the bed. I did fuck Aly then, but only briefly. Again, I was worried about the curfew. And there was something I was dying to finally experience.

I laid on the bed and ordered Aly and Tala to suck me off together. I wanted Sam to join, but he went downstairs to tend to their angry doggo. I couldn’t complain. I had two sexy women finally working sharing my cock. Wasn’t this every man’s fucking dream?

I lasted longer than I should have, given the sensation. Thanks be to beer, after all. Aly and Tala took turns, alternating between sucking and massaging my heavy balls, and running their tongue along my shaft. While one deepthroated me, the other stroked me and watched, eager for her turn. They made out too, finding chances when one of them would pull up for air. They kissed, their tongues exploring each other and also lapping playfully at the head of my cock.

I couldn’t take much more. Aly began throating me again while Tala patiently waited for what I promised her.

“You ready for my cum, baby?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Tell me you want it.”

“I want your cum, Sir. Please give it to us.”

I said I was ready, and Aly pulled away. Well, she kind of did. I exploded, shooting cum which she quickly went in for. Tala did too, her tongue darting out, eager for a taste. Aly got most of it though. Her and Tala both cleaned me up, every drop lapped up. Then they made out over me, sharing my cum between them. Kissing passionately.

The next day I did accuse Aly of being greedy. She didn’t deny it. Which I love. If you’re a cumslut, you have to own that shit.

That ended our night, that first time with all of us. We got dressed and parted pretty quickly. All told, it had only been about three and a half hours, from sitting down at the bar to the girls sharing my cum. In retrospect, a fucking quick progression of events. Even for us kinkier people.

We’ve still chatting, but we haven’t been able to meet up for our second foursome yet. And suddenly, we’re halfway through August. It’s been a busy summer for all of us. But soon we’ll make it happen again.

And we’ve already agreed to take photos for you all.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cr54qb/our_first_time_with_an_asian_slut_group