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Over The Moon

No one can understand why an older man marries a young Asian but his Son and best friend are about to find out

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Everyone wondered why my best friend’s Dad had married an Asian woman. His son and I were just about to find out.

Over the Moon

He was the talk of the small village we lived in. The dirty old man, some called him. Others simply referred to him as lucky! Mr Thomas had lost his wife to illness a few years before and now in his forties had travelled to the other side of the world, well, the Philippines to buy himself a new wife called Sina-Moon.

A sort of ‘cash-n-carry marry’ as his son Paul and I used to refer to her. I was nearly 16 at the time and Paul a few months older having just turned 16. We had both seen pictures of the proposed new bride on the internet but as it transpired pictures did her no justice. Mr Thomas arrived back with a stunning Pilipino lady in tow, almost half his age at 28 but perfectly formed. Moon wasn’t the traditional size 6 straight up and down Asian women. She had curves to die for. With large breasts and a perfectly formed arse, every man, and no doubt some women in the village would gaze in awe when she was outside.

In fact my first sexual experiences were with Paul as we used to wank off looking at pictures of his new ‘step Mum’ on the internet. This latterly became a regular feature with Paul even introducing some of her underwear to our proceedings aswell as mutual masturbation, although at that point, we never went further than that.

But it all changed when Mr Thomas had to go away on business to Thailand. Paul talked his step mum Moon into allowing me to come over for a sleep over. If I was honest I couldn’t wait and had all sorts of thoughts of what Paul and I might get up to when under the same roof and even sharing the same bed.
 
I approached the door and knocked excitedly. Sina-Moon almost immediately opened the door with a bright and dazzling smile. Whilst I had seen pictures of her and seen her on the internet I hadn’t actually been up close with her nor realise how beautiful she was. With long jet black hard and matching dark eyes, her lips were painted a light pink and her coffee skin looked perfect leading down to a tight T shirt and even tighter jeans.

“You must be Ian?” She spoke in broken English with a grin on her pretty face extending her thin hand. I shook it politely. “Nice to meet you, Mrs umm Thomas.”
“No!” She immediately chastised as he allowed me into the hallway. “You call me Moon, everyone calls me Moon!”
I smiled feeling slightly embarrassed by the error. “Sorry, Moon!”

She immediately looked up the stairs. “Paul is in his room, you go up, I make drinks for you!” I smiled and thanked her before proceeding up the stairs to my best friend’s bedroom. I knocked and walked in to see him sitting familiarly in front of his computer, no doubt looking at porn, as we usually did.

Moments later the PC screen was off as there was a light knock on the bedroom door. Moon entered and put down to cans of coke on the dresser and smiling left the room.
“Fuck she is hot!” I exclaimed. “Love to give her some of this.” I grabbed my semi hard cock through my trousers and jerked my hips upwards. Paul simply laughed. “Well imagine living with her all the time?” He said.
“Fuck, I’d never stop wanking if that was the case!” I grinned back at him. “Anyway what were you looking at?” Paul reached over and flicked the screen back on to an Asian porn site.

I glanced over to see that Paul already had an erection showing in the shorts he was wearing under his dressing gown and my cock started to harden as I looked from that to the screen. “Get it out if you want to!” Paul grinned and immediately both he and I had our cocks in our hands. While he sat flicking through the various pictures I stood wanking with my jeans around my ankles.

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