My 47 year old wife the Shanghai born Zi Yilin was having her version of a Tupperware part: a lingerie fundraiser for the Buddhist Temple and I was performing my role as auctioneer. Zi Yilin was born in Shanghai but her father had been stationed in Hanoi as an advisor to North Vietnam in the Vietnam War and remained there for a few years after, until expelled at the start of the Sino Vietnamese Border Wars in 1979. She had lived there from the age of 9 to 15, long enough to become fluent in Vietnamese and appreciate their culture.
As I tried to raise the bids the women were smiling at my book
perfect, but pronunciation mangled Vietnamese and Mandarin. God I hate
these toned languages like Vietnamese and Mandarin where for example in
Vietnamese "ba" can mean father, three or grandmother depending on the
tone or pitch used and Mandarin is similar though it does have fewer
tones.
Anyway as usual I cast my eyes over the assembled group of Vietnamese
and Vietnamese born Chinese and for the most part saw the familiar
faces present at most functions. There were a few newcomers, friends of
friends and I sized them up. Two had verrrry verrrry expensive
jewelery and I dismissed them out of hand. They had too much to lose.
Another was too talkative and self centred; another just gave out bad
vibes.
That left only one. I estimated her to be just under 50 though she
could be older: with Asians it's hard to tell. She was about 5 ft 4 - a
little taller than Zi Yilin and about the same weight at 105 pounds and
probably 32 26 32. A nice face with medium length black hair, but
unlike most there she was dressed in non designer Kmart clothes. Subtle
inquiries established her name was Nguyet and that she lived in the
Government Housing flats in Flemington and was divorced. Her husband
arrived alone as a boat refugee in the 80s and like many who had left
their family back in Vietnam settled with a new Viet woman here in
Australia and later brought Nguyet here with the children so they i.e.
the children could have a better life in the land of plenty Australia.
There was no place in the family setup for Nguyet but she had to come
otherwise the Govt rules decreed the children could not be brought
here. Perfect for my purposes. Single and poor.
I switched into autopilot.
STEP ONE for a relationship with Vietnamese women. Don't ogle or leer crudely but let them know you are observing them.
So despite there being more attractive younger women there a few times
Nguyet caught me window shopping at her and as would be the case with
98% of Vietnamese women she preened; sitting so her dress rose slightly
higher above her knees, sucking her gut in, disappearing to the
bathroom and returning with make up refreshed, accidentally looking
round the room to see if I was noticing her.
Step one achieved.
STEP TWO for a relationship with Vietnamese women. Make them feel different, important and better than the others.
As luck would have it within her hearing another Vietnamese woman Hanh
approached and asked if it was possible for me to tutor her son in
English, and I replied that I was sorry but I was too busy, and even
though she persisted offering over the normal payments and plying on
the charm and even sexual innuendo I kept saying, "Sorry no".
About 15 minutes later I managed to talk to Nguyet and after some small
chit chat I complimented her on her English and she demurred saying it
was poor and as part of the SYSTEM I applied the
UNDERLYING RULE. Don't say the unbelievable.
E.g. I had been mainly looking at Nguyet's legs, by far her best
attribute which she would find believable and so now I couldn't say her
English was excellent because it wasn't, but complimented her on her
pronunciation. How she didn't sound like a Vietnamese speaking English
with their characteristic sounds and joked about my poor Vietnamese and
she replied she could understand it easily. Then I threw out the bait.
I said if she was interested I could tutor her at English.
Her eyes gave her away. I knew instantly she had heard me refuse Hanh
offer to tutor her son and I was offering to her that chance and that
yes she wanted lessons.
"I'd love that but can't afford it", She said
"God, I don't want money. I like to help anyone who wants to really
learn and not just have me do their homework and assignments like
Hanh's son, and talking to you I can see you really want to improve
your English".
"I really want", she said, "but it's not right you do it for nothing"
"What if you teach me Vietnamese in exchange?"
"Doesn't your wife teach you"?
"No, you know what it's like trying to teach family. It just doesn't work"
She nodded and said she really wanted to learn but I had to let her teach me more Vietnamese as payment.
Step 2 achieved as she knew I had refused Hanh but asked her.
STEP THREE for a relationship with Vietnamese women. Establish a secret between you and her.
"That's great", I said, "but we have to keep it a secret from Zi Yilin
because if she knew I was not getting paid for tutoring she would go
wild. I don't understand her sometimes because she exploits other
Vietnamese for money who don't know as much about Australia"
Nguyet nodded. "Yes I've heard she lends money but the interest is very
high, far higher than banks. Most Chinese are greedy with no soul not
like real Vietnamese. But I don't want you get trouble with her. You
really want to help me with English?"
"Yes", I replied, "and everything will be all right as long as it's our secret".
The moment of truth had arrived.
"Of course I won't tell her. It will be our secret, but how can you teach me without her missing you"?
"I often work late so that's no problem"
I got her address and promised that I would start tutoring her soon.
Step 3 achieved, and for those advance students who are not just
learning Dating Vietnamese Women 101 and who notice such things there
has been the SUBTLE UNDERLYING MESSAGE that I was not that close to Zi
Yilin. Not being taught Vietnamese by her, the criticism of her love
for money, the working late.
STEP FOUR for a relationship with Vietnamese women. Exceed her expectations and deliver more than you promise.
The next day I was at her Government house shortly after lunch and
arrived with textbooks readers and dictionaries. Her look said she did
not expect to hear from me again and she apologized over and over for
the flat, for her poor English, causing me trouble, mixed in with how
much she wanted to learn. I said that I just wanted to establish her
level and it would take about an hour. Three hours later of genuine
teaching I left and for the next 3 days arrived at lunchtime finally
dispelling her fears that she was taking up to much of my time and
establishing that she had lessons every day.
STEP FIVE for a relationship with Vietnamese women. Don't rush. Three
weeks passed of genuine teaching and gradually a trust and closeness
developed as she told her life story, joked and teased and cooked lunch
for me. At first, one of the first things that amazed me as a middle
class western with no previous contact with Vietnamese was their love
of joking teasing and mucking about.
STEP SIX for a relationship with Vietnamese women. Don't rush and know when the time is ripe.
About 3 weeks later I arrived to see an ecstatic Nguyet and be greeted
with a huge hug. She had topped her free Government English for
Migrants class and been promoted to an online tertiary course.
Previously we had shifted from sitting opposite each other to side by
side to look at her work better and this led to innocent body touching
but this time as we studied I accidentally initiated a lot of close
contact as we pored over her assignment. I put my hand in my pocket and
pressed the button on my phone. Her phone rang and she got up to answer
it but I stopped my phone dialing. She returned and slid along the
seat, if anything even in closer contact than before and we resumed
studying.
Step 5 was achieved. The time was right.
Leaving that day after the lesson I grabbed the electricity bill pinned to her cork notice board.
"This is overdue so I will pay it for you"
"No. You can't. I will get the money somehow", and she tried to grab it
from my hand. Our bodies touched as I held the bill high and she tried
to reach up and grab it. She could feel the hardness in my pants and I
bought my lips to hers……..
Nguyet sat on the bed and pulled me towards her to unbuckle my belt and
let my boxer shorts drop to the floor. My now fully erect throbbing
cock sprang free.
"Ooooooh Nooooooo," I moaned as she wrapped her lips around the head.
She stopped worried she had done something wrong but I reassured her
saying that it was so great because Zi Yilin had never done this to me.
Nguyet tilted her head up and fed inch after inch of my prick into her
throat until my balls were resting on her chin. At the same time, her
tongue danced over the length of my shaft. She drew her head back from
my cock and admired the thick ropey strands of her throat slime that
still connected the prick to her mouth, before leaning forward to
swallow me again. I held the back of her head as I slowly fucked her
throat. I could feel her arse squirm on the bed and knew that her
burning cunt was begging for attention. Nguyet continued deep throating
me as I pulled her dress up, and freed her up thrusting tits with their
long rock hard nipples. I took both between my thumbs and fore fingers
and squeezed hard, feeling her body jerk in response and her squeals muffled by my fuck rod embedded in her throat.
As you all know not only are Vietnamese women the most feminine of all
Asians but treated right and not just as a fuck doll they are the most
responsive and giving lovers in Asia and that middle aged Vietnamese
are the best of all. And here was a 51 year old Vietnamese who hadn't
had sex for 28 years and who believed she was in love.
I could feel my climax wasn't far away and gently pulled out of her
mouth. "Your turn now baby," I said as I pushed her back over the bed.
Nguyet lay back and, and drew her knees up to her tits to expose her
glistening sex to me. I began running my tongue around the little
puckered hole of her arsehole, and moved up and over her cunt. Her body
stiffened immediately my mouth made contact with her clit, and she
moaned,
"Yesssssssss right there. Yes, suck me off."
As I sucked her erect clit into my mouth and lashed it with my tongue,
my fingers were probing the entrance to her shit hole. Nguyet relaxed
her muscles, and shuddered again, as my index finger slipped inside her
and massaged her bowels. Nguyet was moaning continually and gasped,
"Shit I'm going to cum. Fuck. Oh fuck I'm cumming."
Her whole body convulsed as the force of her orgasm hit her and she
screamed loudly as wave after wave of pleasure raced through her. I sat
up between her legs and smiled down at her still trembling body, as she
lay with her eyes closed and panting heavily.
"Come on darling," I said stroking her tit. "You still need to cum more. Get on your knees and open your cunt hole to me."
She opened her eyes and smiled as she turned over and got up on her
hands and knees. Nguyet wiggled her hips at me and replied, "Is this
what you're looking for, Anh toi (my darling)? Get your prick up me."
I moved behind her and rubbed the head of my cock over her soaking cunt
lips, before feeding my fuck rod into her hungry cunt. Nguyet pushed
back as the prick filled her, and wiggled her arse again to make sure
that every inch was inside her hole.
Nguyet looked over her shoulder at me, and I could clearly see the need in her eyes, as she pleaded.
"Fuck me. Fuck my cunt".
As I started shafting her, she lowered her head to rest on the
mattress, and concentrated on receiving my cock, enjoying my cock as it
rasped over her burning clit and slammed home. Her breathing became
faster and she clenched her fists into the bed covers as she moaned,
"So biiiigggggg so fuuuuuucking big. Fuck, I'm cuuuuuuuuuuumming again.
UUUn ghhhhhhhhhh I'm creaming over that monster you're fucking me with."
As I've said before one of the advantages of being with Asian women is
that compared to their men even a normal sized cock like mine seems big.
I continued driving into her, and felt the extra lubrication around my
shaft as her cunt poured more cream out of her hole. Her shuddering was
intense and her head snapped up and her eyes flew open, as the full
force of another massive climax sent her into orbit. Nguyet wailed,
"Fuuuuuuuuck. Fuuuuuuuuuuck," over and over again. It took all her
strength to keep her arms and legs straight and maintain the doggie
position, and her neglected clit of 28 years still shot new waves of
ecstasy through her. Nguyet knew her over stimulated clit could not
take much more, and she gasped, "I can't take no more. Fuck my ass I.
Stick your cock up my ass."
"I haven't done it like that. Zi Yilin wont," I muttered in response.
Fuck Zi Yilin, This is me and I want it"
I pulled my sticky prick from her fuck hole, and pushed against her
anal ring. My prick was soaking with her juices and it was even
dripping from my balls, and she screamed and pushed back over and over
like a pile driver forcing my cock past her sphincter muscles until I
had fully entering her asshole. Even with her cunt cream on my cock,
Nguyet was still tight in her shitter, and I could feel her muscles
grip my shaft as I screwed her. I was soon flashing in and out of her
back hole and I could feel my cum start to build.
I reached round with my hand and massaged and ground her clit into her
pubic bone causing her to scream again at this renewed assault on her
over worked clit. As she spasmed to her third orgasm, I groaned, "Shit,
here I cum," and blasted my spunk deep into her arsehole.
A week later of constant use of the six steps of the system aided by
slipups where I "accidentally" let out Zi Yilin's derogatory opinion of
Nguyet and I had a 51 year old addicted to sex and proud to dress like
a slut. And yes she was on the phone challenging Zi Yilin to a sexfight
to replace her in my life. Reluctantly Zi Yilin agreed after Nguyet
threatened to spread the word that Zi Yilin had backed down from a
challenge. At first Zi Yilin tried to avoid it claiming Nguyet had
nothing to lose and eventually encouraged by the 51 year old Nguyet's
threats they agreed on the terms. If Nguyet won Zi Yilin would divorce
me. If Zi Yilin won Nguyet was her slave for a year.
Two days later Nguyet arrived at our house so the two of them could
determine what form the contest would be. They would both eat the other
and make her cum and the one that lasted the longest would choose the
actual contest
Nguyet stood in front of Zi Yilin for a few seconds before slowly
dropping to her knees and running her hands up both my wife's thighs.
When her fingers contacted the hem of Zi Yilin's skirt, she pushed it
up and found it was so tight that she had to use a seesaw motion to get
it over her hips.
Zi Yilin's panties were now exposed and Nguyet studied the white cotton material before
she reached up and gripped the waistband. The panties were covered with
little pink hearts and had the same colour of piping around the
openings and Nguyet slowly pulled them down. When they were at her
ankles, Zi Yilin raised one foot and pulled it free and then stood with
her legs apart and waiting for Nguyet to begin.
Sitting back on her heels, Nguyet took a long look at Zi Yilin's slit before she reached
up and gently ran her fingers through the soft black pubic hair that covered the mound
at the top of her cunt. My wife stiffened slightly at her touch, but
she quickly relaxed again and enjoyed the feeling of Nguyet's fingers
as they moved down her sex, all the way to the bottom and then back up
again. Nguyet could feel the hardness of Zi Yilin's clit beneath the
protective flesh and she gave it a little rub, causing her to jump and
moan.
Zi Yilin's cunt lips were tightly closed and dry, giving the impression
that she wasn't aroused, but when Nguyet used both her hands to pull
the lips apart, it was like breaching a dam. The Shanghai born 46 year
old's juices were bubbling inside her fuck tube and almost filling it
up. When Nguyet pulled her lips open the love slime dripped out and
quickly covered her fingers and made her laugh throatily.
"Jesus, you're soaking. This will be soooooo easy" Nguyet exclaimed as
she brought her fingers to her face and she added, "And you smell good."
She took a long sniff of her glistening fingers and then locked eyes
with Zi Yilin as she pushed her fingers into her mouth and sucked them
clean.
"Taste good too," she confirmed as she licked her lips and then raised her butt off her heels and came up onto her knees.
"Time begins now". I said as the 2 minute warm up time had passed.
"God, I haven't licked cunt for ages," she said softly as she bent her
head forward, and Zi Yilin felt an intense electric shock run up and
down her spine as Nguyet's tongue went up and down her outer lips. The
small hairs on the back of Zi Yilin's neck were standing on end and she
groaned loudly as her opponent's mouth tugged on her sex lips, pulling
them away from her body and then letting them go with a loud slurp.
Responding to Nguyet's mouth on her cunt Zi Yilin shuffled her feet
further apart and squatted slightly as Nguyet licked up and down her
hole in long strokes that always ended with a little pressure on the
hard bud that was pushing out of its sheath. She took her tongue and
swirled it around the dripping opening of Zi Yilin's cunt causing the
nerve endings that to fire signals to the pleasure centre of her brain.
Zi Yilin was completely lost in the stimulation but she cried out when
Nguyet pushed her tongue inside her hole, coating it with the thick
lubricating love juice and bringing the younger woman almost to orgasm.
The juices were dripping from Nguyet's chin as she moved her face back slightly and
fastened her lips over Zi Yilin's erect clit. Sucking it into her
mouth, she gently gripped it with her teeth and then repeatedly flicked
her tongue across the surface.
Zi Yilin's breathing was ragged and her face was flushed as Nguyet's
tongue worked on her clit and with her free hand she ripped open the
front of Zi Yilin's l blouse and pushed her bra up to her neck as she
played with her tits. Her fingers gripped and pulled at her rock hard
nipples, adding to the stimulation of her body, and Zi Yilin responded
pushing her cunt harder against Nguyet's mouth as her climax began.
Feeling the first shudder flash through Zi Yilin's body, Nguyet plunged two fingers up
her foe's cunt and bit down hard onto her sensitive clit. Zi Yilin was
in a heated frenzy, rotating her hips and grinding her sex into
Nguyet's face when she cried out loudly and started cumming. Nguyet
sucked harder and harder on her clit as her hands milked her firm tits.
Zi Yilin's mouth hung open. Drool seeped out of the corner of her
mouth, but it was nowhere near the amount that was flowing out of her
cunt. She convulsed and shook violently as her fuck tube contracted
around Nguyet's fingers and she was groaning continually as her head
thrashed from side to side.
It had taken 5 minutes 54 seconds and I could see Nguyet was delighted
that she'd been able to bring her off so easily and she continued
sucking on her clit and finger fucking her for a another 30 seconds to
hold her deep in orgasm and then pulled her face and fingers away to
let her slump to the floor.
Although not required Nguyet stripped showing her body that looked 15
years younger than her age of 49. Her slit was totally bald and the
outer lips were glistening and swollen with lust. The tip of her red
erect clit was just visible, poking out of its sheath.
After the 2 minutes of preliminaries Zi Yilin dropped to her knees in
front of her rival and went to work gently pushing her tongue between
her cunt lips.
Confidently Nguyet parted her legs, threw back her head, and enjoyed Zi
Yilin's first touch, before placing her hands on the back of Zi Yilin's
head and pulling her face into her sex.
Zi Yilin had her tongue deep inside Nguyet's fuck hole and she moved her fingers onto
her clit and began making small circles on top of the hard bud. I
couldn't see exactly what my wife was doing but I could tell from the
way Nguyet was squirming that she was enjoying it. When Nguyet started
panting and moaning, Zi Yilin drew back her face, and keeping her
fingers pressed firmly onto the older Vietnamese woman's clit, she
pushed two fingers of her other hand into her cunt and worked them in
and out.
With her head out of the way, I now had the perfect view of Nguyet
getting finger fucked and could see that Zi Yilin's fingers were
already thickly covered with Nguyet's juices. As I watched, my fingers
took the same fast rhythm as Zi Yilin's were doing as I masturbated.
Nguyet was in paradise, so she just closed her eyes and moaned loudly. The combination
of fingers in her cunt and rubbing her clit were bringing her to her
unavoidable climax and the intensity built until her sex rocketed a
shock wave through her body. She cried out as her muscles began to
quiver and she slumped against Zi Yilin. She cried out again when Zi
Yilin's fingers pressed harder onto her clit shooting more waves of
ecstasy into her flesh and this time her orgasm exploded. Her entire
body convulsed and her cunt muscles clenched tightly around my wife's
fingers as her cum oozed out of her hole.
It was over. She had been bought to orgasm. The only thing was it had
taken Zi Yilin 15 minutes 23 seconds to do it; just under 3 times
longer than Nguyet had needed to make her cum. The older Nguyet had won
the right to choose their event.
She chose a 69. Winner first to make the other cum twice or pull out of the contest.
A nervous looking Zi Yilin asked for a best of 3 different contests and Nguyet sneered
"You've seen what you're in for. You think you can outlast me. That
will only prolong it but not change the result. You can get ready to
sign the divorce papers now. I already chose the first contest and for
the second contest make the other cum 6 times using any way possible
except fighting".
Zi Yilin sucked in her breath as 6 was the maximum allowed in any
single competition and Nguyet continued "And now Greg will think of a
number between 1 and 69 for the third".
There are 69 different contests in the official All Asian Sexfight
Championships. An apt number and chosen for the obvious reason.
"27", I said and Nguyet used the internet to find out it was a Hue
sexfight, originating from the old capital Hue and the only Vietnamese
sexfight that involves catfighting although a modified version. I am
sure she didn't know I knew all 69 by heart but I do enjoy a sexfight
with a bit of violence.
A confident Nguyet left with me to go to her flat to be ready for the contest in 2 hours time