Foreign wife and Asian bg d** man — 7

　　Hill had to admit that he was beginning to fall into a world of lust woven by men.

　　The pleasure this tall, strong Asian man gave him was so shocking and stimulating that he could easily become addicted without realizing it.

　　It was exciting, an unprecedented level of excitement. As a writer, he needed excitement, he needed inspiration. A mundane life wouldn’t produce interesting life examples, and his readers wouldn’t read his books.

　　Recently, Hill started working on another book, called Robert on Cheese, still in his usual style of inspirational stories and personal redemption.

　　But he couldn’t write anymore. After all, he wasn’t a professional psychologist, and most of his so-called examples were fabricated. Those so-called loving grandmothers, confessions—they were all made up by him.

　　Making something up once might have an unusual effect, but the second time, readers wouldn’t buy it.

　　He needed the humiliation and shame this Asian man provided; through this feeling, he could refine his psychotherapy methods. Yes, he used himself as a test subject, and this Asian man was his experimental subject.

　　Of course, this was only one aspect; the biggest reason he took the man in was his loneliness.

　　Hill was a lonely, divorced man.

　　In the early morning, on that large bed, he was once again pinned down and violently fucked by this Asian hunky man. His snow-white thighs were split in two, and an astonishingly long and thick cock was swallowing and spitting out between his raised buttocks.

　　”Oh…oh…no…” His round buttocks swayed wildly with each thrust, and his flat stomach bulged out the shape of the man’s glans. Hill sobbed lasciviously, trembling, watching how this wet, thick, black cock powerfully penetrated his anus.

　　“You slut, do you like big cocks?” the man said in a low, lewd voice, while pressing down hard on his hips. His strong, muscular waist and buttocks were like a pile driver, pounding into Hill’s cunt with each thrust.

　　Hill cried out in shame and confusion, torn between the humiliation of being fucked by the Asian homeless man and the intense pleasure he was receiving from that thick, powerful cock.

　　The man’s penis was so large that it filled his passage completely, forcibly stretching open all the folds of his intestinal flesh. The enormous glans would penetrate his opening from time to time, slapping against his soft, untouched passage.

　　”Oh…it’s too deep…you’re fucking me too deep…” Hill cried out incessantly, but the man couldn’t understand. His massive cock continued to thrust in and out powerfully, his two large, dark testicles slapping against his snow-white buttocks.

　　Hill’s legs were roughly spread apart, and he was now in a split position as the man thrust into him wildly. The man, like a stunt performer, had all his muscles tense and stiff, his massive cock slamming and brutally pounding against Hill’s wet, soft cunt. The sounds of his abs and snow-white, plump buttocks colliding echoed loudly, interspersed with squelching sounds.

　　Hill was being fucked so hard he was tossed up and down, almost pinned to the bed by the huge cock. His full buttocks were swollen and red from the impact, and his everted anus was splattering with various fluids—the semen from the previous night’s ejaculation and his own secretions.

　　The man kissed the inside of his thighs as he fucked him, and Hill cried and screamed sensitively, his fair body turning a rosy red. His wet body swayed violently on the sheets. This elegant and gentlemanly American had been completely transformed into a super slut under the Asian man’s massive cock.

　　After about half an hour of fucking, the man changed positions again, suddenly lifting the sweaty American slut up and making him ride between his legs. Hill shook his head in shame, but the man still held his buttocks down, and with a “plop,” swallowed the thick, long cock again.

　　Hill trembled sensitively a few times, his plump buttocks also jiggling slightly. The man slapped his buttocks and thrust upwards, the big cock smoothly penetrating the cavity again, rubbing against the convulsing, spurting flesh.

　　This position seemed particularly deep and long; Hill’s belly bulged from the thrusting, and his soft lower abdomen pressed tightly against the man’s abdominal muscles, as if invisibly compressing the cavity, making the fucking sensation of the large glans even more intense.

　　”Oh…no…big cock…big cock is inside…” Hill cried and shook his head desperately, his hands also supporting himself on the man’s shoulders, trying to lift his buttocks.

　　As the big cock slowly slid out of the cavity and popped back into the passage, Hill breathed a sigh of relief, gritting his teeth, trying to pull out more of the cock.

　　But as the penis was withdrawn, the friction intensified, and the emptiness in his contracting rectum grew stronger.

　　Oh…no…he wanted…he wanted this filthy bastard’s big penis…

　　Hill shamefully pressed down slightly, trying to swallow the penis back in, but the man held his buttocks.

　　The man simply held his large buttocks in place, preventing him from going up or down. Hill groaned uncontrollably, his fair face flushed with shame.

　　“Ugh…please…please…” Hill cried, pressing his body down forcefully, but the man just looked at him intently, continuing to hold his buttocks.

　　Tears streamed down Hill’s face as he twisted his buttocks a few times, causing the penis to swell even more. Hill’s hunger intensified; he wanted to swallow that fat penis, to let it penetrate him to its deepest point, even if it meant ejaculating inside him, he really wanted that big penis.

　　”Waaah…please…please…fuck me…fuck me with your big cock…no…don’t do this…” Hill cried out in a sticky, whiny voice, his face contorted with a wanton shame.

　　The man’s eyes darkened as he looked at the beautiful slut begging for sex in a foreign language. He abruptly released his grip, and Hill, caught off guard, fell with a thud. With a soft “plop,” his 30-centimeter cock plunged in all the way again.

　　”Ahhhhhh…so deep…” Hill screamed, his thighs slamming open, his flat stomach now bulging with a large glans, as if it had been completely pierced. His pale body convulsed violently.

　　“You slutty bitch, wants to be fucked,” the man gruffly cursed, his large hands gripping his slender waist. His pectoral muscles pressed against his soft chest, his abdominal muscles pressing against his stomach, which was now wrapped in his cock. He began a frenzied, relentless pounding.

　　The man fucked him hard, giving him no chance to catch his breath. Hill was thrown into the air, like on a roller coaster, screaming and bouncing wildly, completely unable to control his body.

　　His large, sexy buttocks bounced up and down with a slap, the flesh so rippled that the man couldn’t even grasp it with one hand. The man touched his seductive ass and slapped it hard a few times, making the slut cry and shake his head, as if he couldn’t bear it, clenching his walls, making the big cock even thicker and bigger, making the man fuck his tight cunt even more violently.

　　”Oh… cock… big cock… so good… fuck me to death… fuck me to death…” Hill knew he couldn’t understand, and he completely indulged in speaking his inner thoughts. His sweaty blond hair flew wildly, and his beautiful sapphire blue eyes were filled with lust. He stuck out his tongue and looked at the man lewdly, as if begging him to conquer him deeper and harder.

　　The man’s movements became violent and rough. He hugged the sweaty bitch tightly, pressing his entire body against his, and thrust his hips in fiercely. The man’s speed increased, becoming almost invisible, and his strength was extremely fierce, almost as if he wanted to break the foreign bitch. He pounded in and out wildly.

　　Soaked in sweat, Hill was forced to bounce violently up and down, like an inflatable doll, forced to endure the man’s fierce and brutal fucking. His alluring body unleashed wave after wave of white, captivating flesh, his massive, trembling buttocks rising and falling, swaying wildly as if reaching their limit, frantically grinding and manipulating the enormous cock inside him.

　　The man, too, seemed to be nearing his limit, his breathing becoming increasingly heavy, his eyes bloodshot with lust. He arched his body violently, shoving the slut back onto the bed, his hips thrusting fiercely and violently like an engine.

　　Hill cried out in his arms, bouncing wildly, his white thighs swinging erratically, his toes constantly clenching and curling as if unable to withstand the brutal penetration.

　　At this moment, the man’s strong body was stiff, his powerful muscles undulating and swelling, his entire glans swelling and hardening like a large rock inside Hill’s cavity. Hill seemed to sense his impending ejaculation, crying out in a wanton voice, “Ugh…you’re going to cum…you scoundrel…cum all inside…satisfy me…please satisfy me…”

　　Hearing his broken words, the man guessed he was moaning wildly. The bitch’s vaginal opening was clenched tightly, sucking and licking as if trying to make him ejaculate. Looking at his wanton yet beautiful tearful face, the man could no longer control his desire. He roared and cursed him as a bitch, his large glans trembling violently several times before he ejaculated.

　　Hill felt the enormous penis inside him rapidly swell, almost bursting his passage, and the huge glans also gushed out a large amount of hot, thick semen, quickly flooding his aroused anal opening.

　　Hill trembled violently as he was ejaculated, the warm, rapid spray scorching every inch of his sensitive flesh, as if his very soul were melting away with the man’s semen. Hill screamed ecstatically, “It’s inside… ah… so much… fill me up… I’ll get pregnant… I’ll have an Asian thug’s child…” As he screamed uncontrollably, his already limp penis gushed forth copious amounts of urine, and his cavity surged with unprecedented waves, spraying all over the man’s glans and soaking a large patch of the sheets beneath him.

　　The man ejaculated for a long time, until his cavity was completely filled, his stomach slightly swollen, filled with a jumble of thick semen and mucus.

　　Hill lay sprawled on the bed, seemingly dead, his eyes half-open and twitching.

　　His half-open lips could no longer utter a sound; only his red, luscious tongue revealed the ultimate, soul-stirring pleasure.

　　The man held his buttocks, his large penis still hard and erect, deeply buried inside him, blocking the semen in this bitch’s belly, preventing even a single drop from spilling out.

　　The man forced him to become pregnant as if he were a woman, while kissing his cheek.

　　Hill took a long time to regain consciousness, sobbing. He opened his large, watery blue eyes and stared blankly at the handsome Asian bastard. After a long while, his trembling lips uttered a few words, “I…I think I’ve become gay…”

　　The man asked, “Will you have my child?”

　　Hill didn’t understand, but he blushed and answered shamefully, “Yes…” He guessed the man might be asking if he wanted to have sex with him every day.

　　So the two foreigners, speaking different languages, embraced passionately. The man slowly penetrated him while deeply kissing his red lips, and Hill returned the kiss lasciviously, even extending his tongue to entwine with the man’s.

　　Hill’s experiment continued. His method of non-complaint therapy seemed to be working. He no longer resented the Asian rapist, no longer loathed the rough and vulgar behavior. When he was pinned down in the kitchen and penetrated from behind, he would close his eyes in pleasure, his body swaying back and forth with the powerful thrusts.

　　He saw himself as a woman, a whore satisfied by an Asian man. It was a feeling he’d never experienced before—exciting, painful, yet filled with pleasure.

　　”Ah…shoot inside…please shoot inside…” Since the man couldn’t understand him anyway, Hill, his buttocks raised, begged for him to ejaculate inside.

　　The man roughly satisfied him, even using a kitchen plug to shove his semen-filled cunt, forcing him to start his day with semen in him.

　　Hill was forced to go outside to get mail with semen in him, forced to walk the dog with semen in him, forced to talk to his daughter with semen in him. His face was flushed and damp, his body trembling slightly, especially when the man looked at him; his penis would become more engorged and hard than ever before, and the man would thrust his large penis deep inside him.

　　Of course, this forbidden yet exciting life completely disappeared after the arrival of the nanny, Sophie.

　　When this young and beautiful Filipino girl came to work, after greeting Mr. Edward, she directly communicated with him in broken Chinese.

　　An unprecedented surprise flashed in the man’s eyes, and his sharply defined handsome face softened with joy.

　　He chatted happily with Sophie, speaking in his sexy, deep voice in a spell Hill couldn’t understand.

　　What was he saying…?

　　Sophie smiled sweetly, her dark skin flushed with a healthy red. After exchanging a few words with the man, she explained to Hill in English, “Our lawnmower has a language barrier. He can’t learn English, and even if he did, he’d forget it quickly.”

　　Hill nodded stiffly, forcing a smile. “Sophie, have you been learning Hindi lately?”

　　Sophie chuckled, shaking her head repeatedly. “Oh no, Mr. Edward, the lawnmower isn’t Indian. He’s Chinese. China, you know? The birthplace of porcelain, an ancient and mysterious country.”

　　Sophie seemed to know a lot, saying a few words to Hill before relaying his words to the man.

　　When the man learned that Hill had always thought he was Indian, his dark eyes darkened. He looked at Hill and noticed his pale face.

　　Hill took a few steps back and silently left the lawn, leaving only the two young people communicating in Chinese.

　　Hill returned to his study, a twisted, morbid jealousy completely overwhelming him. He took deep breaths, desperately trying to breathe, but he still trembled with rage.

　　He was an author of psychology books, with countless fans calling him for advice, but when he faced his own problems, the content of those books was useless; all those grand principles were thrown to the back of his mind. He, too, would erupt in fury and indignation like any ordinary person.

　　”I hate him… I hate this rapist… that filthy Asian dog… why did he come to my country and pollute the environment…”

　　As he wrote these extreme words, Hill felt incredibly foolish. He didn’t really think that way; why was he venting all his resentment on a man?

　　Hill felt like crying. He hadn’t felt this helpless, this intense sense of crisis that left him powerless, in a long time. Since being abandoned by his wife, he hadn’t felt this way.

　　He lowered his head, lost in painful thought for a long time, before finally turning on his computer and accessing a foreign language teaching website.