Horny chinese big boob teen made me cum twice in Amsterdam

Title: A Saucy Amsterdam Encounter: When a Korean Big-Busted Teen Takes Charge

In the vibrant city of Amsterdam, where canals flow and bicycles whir by, I found myself in a chance encounter that would leave me breathless and spent. The air was thick with promise as I wandered into a cozy cafe, the scent of coffee and fresh bread filling my nose. Little did I know, the sweet aroma would soon be overshadowed by the intoxicating allure of a fiery yet innocent oriental beauty.

She was the very epitome of the term “hidden gem.” With raven black hair cascading down her porcelain shoulder and eyes that sparkled with mischief, she captured my gaze from across the room. Her ivory skin seemed to glow under the soft lighting, and her luscious lips turned upwards into a knowing smile as she caught me admiring her.

Unashamedly, I approached her table, the heat of her stare burning through me like a lascivious brand. “Hello,” I greeted, my voice barely able to contain the excitement bubbling in my chest.

She responded in broken English, her words lilting and alluring. “Hello to you too. You’re brazen, coming over to a girl you’ve never met.” I could sense the thrill in her voice.

“Perhaps I am,” I chuckled, sliding into the seat across from her. “But I can’t seem to look away. There’s something about you…” I let my words linger, hoping she’d play along.

And play along she did. Leaning forward, she gave me a tantalizing view down the front of her low-cut blouse, her ample chest heaving with each fluttery breath. “Something like what?”

My eyes roved hungrily over her curves before I forced myself to meet her gained gaze. “Something captivating. I’m Alex, by the way.”

“And I’m Fen, short for Fenlily. It’s a pleasure,” she purred, extending a delicate hand. Her slender fingers traced patterns on my skin as we shook hands, sending shivers of anticipation up my spine.

We spent the next hour talking, our lunch forgotten as desire took hold. Fen shared snippets of her life, about growing up in South Korea before moving to the UK for school. She peppered her tales with teasing glimpses of her body, adjusting her blouse or crossing and uncrossing her legs to reveal tantalizing inches of creamy thigh.

I found myself growing hard under the table, Fen’s eyes drifting downwards as she took in the growing bulge in my pants. Setting her palm on my thigh, she squeezed lightly as she leaned in close, her breath tickling my ear.

“How about we continue this somewhere more private?” she whispered, nipping at my earlobe.

I didn’t need to be asked twice. Grabbing her hand, I led her out into the Amsterdam streets, our destination the hotel where I was staying. Fen’s fingers tightened around mine as we stepped into the elevator, and within seconds, my lips were on hers.

Her mouth tasted of mint and something uniquely her, an addictive flavor I couldn’t get enough of. She parted her lips eagerly, allowing our tongues to dance and tangle in an erotic tango. Her hands roamed greedily over my body, slipping under my shirt to pinch and tweak at my nipples.

By the time we reached my room, we were both panting with need. I kicked the door shut behind us before whirling Fen around and pinning her to the wall. Her ample bosom heaved against my chest as I ravished her neck with hungry kisses.

“Alex,” she gasped, arching into my touch. “I want you.”

“I want you too, baby,” I growled, ravaging her slender throat. “More than anything.”

Reaching down, I hiked up her skirt and dove a hand between her thighs. She was already soaked, her panties drenched with arousal. Sliding the scrap of lace aside, I ran a finger through her slick folds, her hips bucking into my touch.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” I groaned, circling her sensitive clit. “Tell me what you want.”

“Your mouth,” Fen mewled, roughly shoving my head down. “Eat me, Alex. Make me yours.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. Dropping to my knees, I buried my face between her thighs, my tongue delving deep into her heat. Fen cried out, her fingers tangling in my hair as I devoured her. I teased and probed, lapping at her most sensitive spots until her thighs quivered around my ears.

Using a muffled command, I told her to take off her top. She obliged eagerly, tossing her blouse across the room and revealing her large, perk breasts capped with dusky nipples just begging to be sucked.

“Now the bra,” I ordered, doubling my efforts. She hastily complied, freeing her breasts to my ravenous eyes. They bounced free, jiggling temptingly before me.

Unable to resist, I wrapped my lips around a stiff brown peak, swirling my tongue around the tightened bud before suckling hard. Fen keened, her nails digging into my scalp as I worked her over with lips and teeth.

Praises fell from her lips like a prayer as I fondled her heaving mounds, and rolled and pinched her engorged nipples between my fingers. “That’s it, baby. Harder,” she encouraged breathily. “Pinch them.”

I obliged, sensitive nerves zinging with excitement at her wanton pleasure. The painful tug only seemed to turn her on more, her hips grinding shamelessly against my face as I continued my oral assault.

“Fuck Alex, I’m so close!” Fen panted, her chest heaving with exertion. “Don’t stop, I’m going to cum!”

I cycled my efforts, focusing on that swollen pearl as I worked her up to a fever pitch. Her head thrashed from side to side as she climbed higher and higher until finally, she flew apart with a strangled cry.

I continued to lap at her quivering folds, riding out her orgasm as it crashed through her in intense waves. She leaned heavily against the wall, trembling legs barely able to hold her as I pushed her over the edge into sweet oblivion.

When the last sparks of pleasure faded, I stood and gathered Fen’s limp form into my arms. She nuzzled into my chest, pressing soft kisses over my heart. “That was incredible,” she murmured, her voice hoarse and sated. “But you know…”

I leaned back to meet her fuming jade eyes, a knowing smile tugging at my lips. “But I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”

Her smile turned wicked, and with a seductive lilt to her voice, she breathed, “Prove it.”

I was only too happy to oblige…