Thick Blonde Asian Gets Fucked! -planesgirl
“Thick Blonde Asian Gets Fucked!”: A Deliciously Naughty Tale of Teenage Passion and Audio-Video Greed
Steve, a middle-aged man in his mid-40s, found himself relishing a uniquely naughty afternoon. Sitting on his plush, over-sized sofa in his snug bachelor pad, he had just finished a thick, juicy sandwich for lunch. The crumbs were still fresh on his shirt when he reached for the remote on the coffee table, planning to indulge in some light television entertainment.
But Steve, always a man of predictable perversions, found himself drifting over to his computer desk instead. He slid the glassy metal mouse away from the pile of Tupperware containers and Chinese take-out menus to reach the glowing blue button. The purr of his ancient desktop filled the silent air, and he waited patiently for the intricate webcam and audio-recording program to load.
It was then that the real fun could begin.
“Hey hot stuff,” he cooed into the low-quality microphone on his headset, grinning to himself as he typed out a sly message on a racy chat forum. The response was almost instantaneous, and a young blonde Asian girl appeared on his monitor. Her skin was illuminated in the soft flickering masonry of her webcam, and her white tank top clung deliciously to her thick, goddess-like curves.
“Hey daddy,” the busty beauty purred from a thousand miles away. She rolled over onto her stomach, and Steve’s jaw dropped at the sight of her plump, near-perfect apple bottom. The tank top slid up, revealing her bare, silky posterior, and he found himself already getting stiff beneath his khaki slacks.
“Damn girl, you’re looking fine today,” he whispered huskily, licking his lips. “Care to give me a little show, sweetheart?”
She smirked, and slowly reached for the camera with a taut hand. The lens glinted with a flash of danger, but her eyes narrowed and she slowly panned it along her sinewy frame. Steve’s vision swayed along with it, as if the girl herself was leading him by the nose.
She stood from the desk chair she’d been perched on, and the camera turned to expose her bedroom. Creamy sheets on a simple bed, comforter tossed aside and light postered walls- she turned towards a dresser full of porcelain figurines and climbed atop it. The light snapped along her naked body as she approximated his position under his webcam, thick and supple and arrogant, a veritable collection of temptation.
Steve almost melted as she turned full towards him again, her thick, malleable curves aching with the promise of pleasure. “Mmmm, you want me, don’t you daddy?” she asked coyly, kneading her apple-sized nipple with a finger. He gulped, heart hammering in his chest, and she continued, “Hehe, it’s a good thing you’re all the way over there, or I’d need to be calling the police tonight, huh?”
“Oh yeah,” he grunted, one hand already reaching for his zipper, “You’re just too sexy for your own good sometimes. Fuck baby, keep going,” he urged her, and without skipping a beat, she did.
The action continued, the blonde teen thrusting her moist, bountiful ass towards the camera before whipping around to slip a finger into her dripping little hole. She moaned, back arching like an erotic crescent moon, and flicked her button nose at him. “You like this? You like how wet I get when I think of Daddy’s big strong cock?” she asked, voice dripping with synthetic heat.
“You know it, sexy,” he growled, fisting himself quickly and watching as his young lover fingered herself all the more frantically, chest heaving. The wet sucking and squelching sounds came through his headset, and he began to buck his hips, fucking his hand desperately and urgently. She was too hot for him to restrain himself any longer.
As she came, legs twitching and body convulsing in a miniature orgasm, Steve felt his own seed threatening to spill over rapidly. But the camera turned away, and he growled in frustration, one last yank bringing him to a shuddering, furious climax, curling balls emptying long after the last drop was reached.
Moments later, wiping his brow, he turned to see his video chat partner laying still on her bed, chest heaving and glistening. A soft smile painted her lips, and she blew him a kiss, then the video call ended.
Steve reached for his running shoes and jogged out of the apartment, hoping tomorrow’s video chat would start with an encore performance. Because a thick blonde Asian deserves to be fucked raw, even if it’s just with audio and video.
