Melissa Tries Thai

This story is in the James and Melissa series, and it is recommended you read the previous stories first. If not, you can enjoy this as a stand-alone story with the simple knowledge that they are swingers relatively new to the lifestyle.

At home, after a satisfying sexual session, well quite frankly they all were now, Melissa turned to James and appealed, "I have a special request."

"I'm listening," acknowledged James.

With hesitation, Melissa continued, "I want a sweet young Asian to service us both. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Hell yes," replied James, "Let's do that."

"I don't know how," Melissa sadly admitted.

"Leave it to me, we have friends who know how to make this happen," he laughed.

James sent a quick text to Scott, who shortly replied, "I'm on it."

A couple of days later, James received a phone call from Scott. He seemed to have solved the problem.

Scott had contacted his motel maid friend Manuela who was tapped into the immigrant community who worked a lot of the service industry in the city. Through friends of friends she found a young Thai cutie in her late 20's who had recently arrived in the country.

She was surviving on menial jobs, and shared a cheap apartment with other immigrants. Her days were a grind of work and paying bills, leaving her little time to enjoy life. Her friendship circle was pretty much non existent, and the thought of spending an evening removed from her current situation appealed to her.

There were conditions, however. They had to be patient with her broken English, and they needed to treat her with kindness and respect. She didn't want to spend her night in a cheap sex motel, either. She didn't know what was on offer, but cheap bars and motels were definitely off the list.

She wasn't a whore, she didn't expect money, she would refuse any offer. She just wanted to meet new friends, and have a nice overnight visit with those friends.

James said, "That will not be a problem. What if she isn't attracted to us though?"

Scott explained that she had seen photos of James and Melissa, the "safe for work kind", and that she had agreed the couple were very attractive. Although there was no picture of her, James and Melissa would be pleased.

"Have you been with her?" James inquired.

Scott laughed, "I haven't fucked everyone in the city. Yet. Maybe after you've met her, we might like to meet her. She's looking for friends, maybe our Special Friends Club is for her! But for now, the ball is in your court."

The Special Friends Club was nothing official, just a loose affiliation of like minded couples, and select singles of both sexes. Not everyone who came into the orbit of this group of people came to know about it, or were invited into the club. After meeting several couples, James and Melissa were invited, much to their delight. Accommodating their desire for good lifestyle encounters now became much easier!

James and Melissa chose one of the nicest hotels in the city for the entire weekend, they could afford it. And expensive hotels were more in line with their normal professional life than cheap sex motels. James and Melissa assumed they could easily find an upscale couple among their special friends who would like to meet them on the second night.

James provided Scott with the details. Hotel name, address, reservation time in the restaurant. Their only request was that their new Thai friend try to dress in business casual attire, no "fuck me" boots or anything like that. The three of them should easily pass for business colleagues in this place, and there would be no leering eyes to guess otherwise.

Fast forward to the agreed day. James and Melissa, dressed as professionally as they would to meet an important client, arrived early and selected a table that had a good view of the entrance. At the appointed time, a young attractive professional Asian appeared at the entrance and seemed to be scanning the room. Melissa went to greet her as she would any important client.

"Are you Mali?" she asked the new arrival.

Mali responded with a sweet smile, "Yes, Melissa?"

Melissa returned the smile, and placed her hand gently on Mali's back to guide her to the table. James stood to receive the ladies and Melissa did the introductions. They sat and politely suffered through small talk which was difficult with the language barrier. Suffered perhaps was too harsh of a word as this was no different than many meetings James and Melissa had with foreign clients.

The real difficulty was avoiding the subject of their identities, which James and Melissa preferred not to share with many people in this lifestyle, Mali's experiences in the country so far, which no doubt was not a pleasant topic, and her experiences in Thailand, which also may not be fond memories. They finally settled on a generic discussion of the beauty and culture of Thailand, which easily filled the dinner conversation and wine afterwards.

Finally it was time to take the next step. Melissa, the spokesperson of their relationship asked, "Would you like to continue the conversation in our room?"

Mali looked confused. Too complicated, Melissa realized. She leaned forward slightly, quickly looked around to make sure no-one was particularly watching and did a little pointing up with her finger and offered, "Room?"

Mali acknowledged with a slight smile and quietly said, "Yes".

Three business associates left the restaurant, and unobserved took the elevator up to parts unknown.

Not really, James and Melissa knew where they were going. A large suite on one of the upper floors, not the most expensive, but a world away from that cheap sex motel they had been enjoying. Their lifestyles were intersecting, but there seemed to be nothing to be concerned about on this night.

Upon entering the lavish room, Mali stopped and admired her accommodations for the evening. James sat on the bed, and Melissa stood next to her and gently stroked her back.

"You are a very special girl," offered Melissa, "Can I get you anything?"

Mali understood enough of that to smile back at Melissa and nodded, "No".

"Perhaps you would like to get more comfortable by removing your clothes?" Melissa suggested, immediately regretting that last word. She only meant the jacket, but the dinner wine had caused a Freudian slip.

Mali understood enough of that to interpret it as "remove clothes", but it had been said so gently that it did not offend her.

"Yes," she said as she removed her jacket and handed it to Melissa. To their surprise, she did not stop there, and slowly removed each article of clothing revealing the delights beneath. Soon she was fully naked in the middle of the room and seemed to be waiting for the next request.

Melissa caressed her naked back and moved her face in to nuzzle Mali's hair and neck. Mali smelled so good, and her body was everything Melissa had been hoping for in a sweet young Asian. Her growing lust caused her to ask, "Would you like to start with cock or pussy?"

Again Mali had to process the complicated question, but she definitely knew two of the words and their context. The pause caused Melissa to start to panic that she was moving too fast.

Mali turned her face fully to Melissa and their eyes met. "Cock," was the simple reply accompanied by a smile. Both women then turned their gaze to James who was already standing up.

"My husband will be happy to provide you that," Melissa cooed, and she hoped nothing more needed to be said to James.

There didn't. James undressed in a slow respectful manner that matched Mali's disrobing, and soon he was sitting naked with an erection that was intended for Mali.

Melissa gently walked Mali over to James until they were in front of him, caressing her back and posing the question on arrival, "You like?"

Mali went to her knees and engaged both hands to gently stroke shaft and balls. She turned her face up to Melissa and replied, "Yes."

With that, her mouth took James' erection warmly and softly, and she enjoyed her first white cock in this country. After some minutes of sharing pleasure with James, Mali looked up and asked, "You like?" in the same manner as had been asked of her.

This little joke showed James and Melissa they had a sexual partner here, not just a girl following orders.

"Yes, you sweet sweet girl. Don't stop," replied James. Mali understood all that, and her reply was simply given in soft sucking sounds.

Melissa, meanwhile, still clothed, appeared with a camera. But before taking pictures and video, she asked, "Yes?"

Mali replied by continuing sucking, slightly nodding, and looking up at James, who met her gaze as any happy lover would.

The sucking continued, Melissa commenced her role. This went on for some minutes until Mali ceased with the gentle removal of James' cock from her mouth, and she stood up to face Melissa and take the camera from her hands.

She handed it to James, and moved Melissa around so that James had a good view of them, and then began to disrobe this white wife with the gentleness of a patient servant. James, initially disappointed that the sucking had stopped, immediately realized his new job.

The disrobing continued, with breaks for caresses and kisses, until finally Melissa was fully naked. The process had been fully documented in what James hoped would be a favourite memory in their collection.

Mali smiled at Melissa and gave her a final kiss, then turned to James, handed the camera back to Melissa, and returned to giving James' cock the attention she had interrupted. Melissa thought, "OK, more cock-sucking videos!" That was not an unpleasant thought.

Mali shared her considerable cock-sucking talent with James but she realized it should stop soon before that talent resulted in the inevitable. Mali already knew this couple was working hard to show gentleness and respect, and she greatly appreciated that.

But she also realized she should indicate she was not some fragile china doll they had to worry about breaking. She knew she would not be getting a harsh bull-fuck as she had endured many times back in Thailand, so she also had to communicate her fucking talent and desire was not insignificant.

The need for talk is less important in a bed than at a dinner table. Mali stood up, kissed Melissa, and made her way to front of the bed where she arranged the pillows and lay down, spreading her legs. She kept her gaze fixed on James. "Understand?" was unspoken.

James understood. He mounted Mali carefully and although this pussy was tighter than his wife's, it was wet enough to allow James' erection to sink into it full shaft without problem. Mali smiled and locked eyes with James. "Understand?" was unspoken.

James gave a few thrusts, Mali matched them by squeezing her pussy, continuing to stare James full in the eyes, smiling, and gave the first high pitched grunts of pleasure. "Understand?" was unspoken.

James achieved a rhythmic thrust, Mali's response matching. He increased his rhythm, the intensity of his thrusts, and more and more Mali's grunts seemed to be louder and in sync. Finally he reached a level where Mali closed her eyes, turned her head so she could embrace James fully with her arms, and she synchronized her hips to enhance the shared dance.

Not a full on bull-fuck, but a comfortably intense one. Mali endured this pleasure for many many minutes until every muscle in James' body seem to lock, and he exploded in her with a powerful orgasm. Seems that James was beginning to appreciate Thai.

Mali opened her eyes and smiled at the camera. "Damn, girl," Melissa retorted, and that's where the video ended.

James sat back breathing heavily but did not leave the bed. Melissa brought a towel and Mali cleaned herself, but she just lay there with spread legs looking at James. His erection began to return. Thai seemed to agree with him.

"More?" he hoped. Mali smiled and nodded. Melissa started another video.

James impaled Mali on a fresh erection, one that would last longer because of his recent release. He got up to speed quicker this time, and exceeded the previous intensity.

Mali didn't mind. This white lover was approaching the savage tourist fuckings she endured to earn money to get here. This was consensual and different. She knew some form of love was behind the pounding. She drove James on and on until she came.

It was worthy of remembrance as her first full orgasm with a white man in a new country. Her only fucking so far had been with her Korean landlord to help pay the rent.

Now she got up from the bed, smiled at James and Melissa, and soon the sound of a shower running came from the bathroom. This gave the couple a chance to share thoughts.

James chuckled, "I don't think she's as innocent as we thought. She's still very sweet though. I'm starting to think that pussy helped her get to this country."

Melissa declared "I don't care how she got here. And that pussy got her this room for the night. And with our help, that pussy might find her a lover or husband that will improve her life instantly. Don't underestimate the value of a good pussy."

"True that," replied James.

"As for sweet, I'll let you know soon," giggled Melissa as she made her way to the shower.

Melissa and Mali were in the shower forever. Hot water never runs out in good hotels. The time? Well, there was the initial greetings of naked lovers, then passionate kissing, then the soaping of bodies that went on longer than it had to.

Then, the general caressing and kissing of bodies that had nothing to do with cleaning, and the mutual rubbing of pussies until the wetness there was not caused by the shower, then Melissa finally knelt down to lick Mali. That's when Mali turned off the shower.

Melissa was confused, they were just getting to the good part. Mali, meanwhile, smiled and thought to herself, in Thai, "Silly woman, we don't need to clumsily lick in here when there is is perfectly good bed waiting for us."

Mali helped Melissa out of the shower, they dried each other and kissed again, and Mali took Melissa by the hand and led her to the bed. Again, Mali lay down with spread legs, but this time her gaze was fixed on Melissa. "Understand?" was unspoken.

Melissa understood, as James had. But instead of a penis, she had a tongue and fingers to offer, which had increased in talent considerably since her first night in the lifestyle. She licked Mali with confidence, desire, and proficiency.

Mali responding with the appropriate sounds issuing from her throat. Melissa paused long enough to turn to James to say, "She's as sweet as she looks," and looked up at Mali.

Mali responded to this interruption by grabbing Melissa's head with both hands and grinding her face into the task at hand.

"No talk, only lick," Mali commanded Melissa.

"Yes mistress," Melissa jokingly thought to herself.

Melissa licked for a considerable amount of time before Mali suddenly stopped her and motioned for her to come up. She moved Melissa to the centre of the bed, and with a quick motion possible with her pixie body she was on top, pussy facing Melissa's face, her tongue already on Melissa's pussy. A 69.

Both woman now licked. James realized he forgot to start a video. No problems, there would be other 69's on the weekend for sure. He decided to just live in the moment. He began to think of it as a competition, who would come first?

Mali never thought of this position as a competition. When you have the skills that she had, a worthy competitor is hard to find. The white wife was reasonably good at licking, but she would not survive Mali's tongue and fingers much longer. Melissa couldn't, she came.

But to her credit, Melissa kept licking. She didn't want to let Mali down. Finally, Mali succumbed to the attentions of Melissa, and her first lesbian orgasm in this country would be favourably remembered.

Fucking, sucking, wine breaks, and licking occupied the next few hours. Partner combinations and positions changed often. In fact, think of a combination and position. Yes, they did that! Think about that for awhile.

Finally, the hour, exertions, and wine took their toll. James and Melissa tucked Mali into one of the large beds with kisses and gentle caresses, then went to their own bed. Everyone was soon fast asleep.

The next morning a noise caused Mali to slowly open her eyes. In the growing morning light, her vision focused on the sucking sounds coming from Melissa's bobbing head. Mali remained very still so not to interrupt them. After awhile, Melissa moved up to mount James, and then she was slowly grinding, trying not make noise so they did not disturb their guest.

Mali was glad to quietly watch. She was so happy to see this couple were in love and still obviously lusted after each other. Mali pictured them in their own home with daily opportunities to do this. She so wished she had her own lover to do this with in her own comfortable home. Still tired, she drifted back to sleep without intending to.

How much time passed before another sound woke her? Her eyes unexpectedly locked with Melissa's, which slightly surprised her. Melissa was in doggy position, rocking back and forth.

"Good morning Mali," Melissa giggled.

Mali responded, "Good morning", then she locked eyes with a smiling James who was behind Melissa and the cause of the rocking motion.

"Good morning James," Mali finally said after enjoying a little of the show in front of her.

"No talk, only fuck," James replied. Mali was greatly amused by this, and gave a little giggle.

Mali just lay motionless under the expensive comforter and enjoyed the show that James and Melissa were very happy to provide. After many many minutes of this, Melissa giggled again, patted the space beside her, and invited, "No sleep, you fuck." This couple were definitely fun to be with.

Mali positioned herself next to Melissa, and James immediately entered her. Slow, gentle, deliberate, and then methodically rocking. A gentle morning fuck. Just as Mali was sinking into a very relaxed bliss, the cock was out of her and Mali sensed Melissa moving.

Very good, this caring husband was making sure both partners received equal treatment. And so the next ten minutes went by, James alternating between two welcoming and appreciative pussies.

Finally he came, much to the disappointment of Mali. She did not want this to stop. But she reassured herself that she would definitely be cumming sometime this morning, even if she had to break the bed while riding on top of James.

No beds were broken in the making of this story.

It was a relaxing morning of fucking, sucking, licking in multiple combinations. They ordered room service, and took time for a few showers.

Too soon, this adventure was over. Melissa and Mali dressed, and Melissa escorted her to a waiting Uber to return home to a far less interesting night of work. Melissa promised they were now friends, and she would be in touch. That warmed Mali's heart. They did not consider her a cheap whore.

She did not want that life in this country, although she certainly knew those opportunities were available to improve her situation. She wanted friends.

Melissa returned to a napping James, disrobed, and joined him in the bed. She lazily asked, "What's on the agenda today?"

James replied, "This! I just want to spend the day relaxing. We have our next date tonight, that couple with the cute redhead we saw pictures of with a black cock in her mouth. I imagine I'll be expected to fuck another man's wife while he fucks mine!"

Melissa sighed, "Yes, and I suppose us two wives will have to pleasure each other to mutual completion."

James embraced Melissa, "I love you very much!"