Fucking the skinny Asian real estate agent

I was recently watching some porn and I came across a video where a guy fucks a skinny Asian real estate agent. Just another typical porn trope right? Except that I actually did fuck a skinny Asian real estate agent before. It wasn’t even that long ago. So this is a genuine case of art reflecting life.

The video I saw came from Property Sex which apparently is an entire site based around the real estate theme. I don’t really know why they bother with these plots anymore. Especially when the videos feature known porn stars. In this case it was Vina Sky. She is so famous that she was number 2 on my list of the best Vietnamese porn stars of all time!

Gonzo or GTFO

This is not the golden age of porn when guys walked in off of the streets into a dark theater and watched a fully fledged film like Deep Throat. And it’s not the early days of the internet where someone might stumble across a porn site like Backroom Casting or Bangbus and think it was actually real. Everyone knows this is fake. And everyone knows Vina Sky is a porn star. So what’s the point of pretending?

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If you want a real dose of reality let me tell you about the time I actually did fuck a skinny Asian real estate agent. And I don’t just mean that I fucked a skinny Asian chick who happened to be a real estate agent. I mean I ended up having sex with a real estate agent who was showing me around.

Going mobile

It all started a couple of years ago. I was staying in a nice condo where I had spent a lot of time. A bunch of noisy people suddenly moved in a few condos down. I had to tell them to shut the fuck up a few times. One time is already too many. So when I realized the property managers didn’t give a fuck I decided to move. If I was heavily rooted it might suck. But I am constantly on the move. So it wasn’t as bad as it could have been.

Besides, you have to move a lot in the third world because you run into problems that are best dealt with by abandonment. When you start getting rolling power outages or a mountain of garbage stacks up outside of your luxury suite the easiest thing to do is just pack your bags and swing into the next place. Sometimes that is across town. Sometimes it is across the world. Does that sound crazy? Well it’s no more crazy than me rolling my stakes and leaving for a constant life of world travel when I was nineteen years old. I am still alive and well so I must be doing something right.

Looking around

In a lot of southeast Asia the easiest way to find a room is to call up an agency. They have a list of nearly all the rooms available. Or at least all the rooms you would actually want to stay in. This works in all the big and small cities from Bangkok to Siem Reap to Saigon. You don’t pay anything. The agents get a commission so they’re eager to get you in a room. They usually have nice air conditioned cars to take you around in too. You really have nothing to use.

I’ve been using these services for years. This time I called up a new one because I knew they had a line on some nice new condos. They said they could send a car that evening. And they did. When the car showed up it was driven by a younger dude in a suit. He was accompanied by a Skinny Asian chick in a long tight skirt. I didn’t realize it at the time but I would be nuts deep in her box by the end of the week.

They were both pretty cool. They took me around to a lot of places. All the apartments they showed me were alright except for one. But I really had my eye on the new high rise that just opened. They both agreed it was the nicest place on my list. But they wanted to show me all the other options first. I didn’t mind because the chick kept walking in front of me so I was getting a real good shot at her ass complete with panty lines.

How hot was this chick?

Let me tell you about this real estate agent. She was in her early twenties. Very Asian. Somewhat light skin tone. Medium length silky black hair. She had high cheek bones that are popular with the fashion industry. It always reminds me of a human skull but what do I know? Along with the cheek bones came a big toothy smile. And she smiled a lot.

This chick was friendly. And thin. You could see her ribs through her skin. But I wouldn’t know that yet. I could see her clearly defined hip and ass bones through her skirt though. Because her gear was tight and was curvy even though she looked like she lived on rice alone. We had a lot of friendly chat while they showed me around. I found out she made a decent salary. I also found out she was looking for a boyfriend.

This chick was nice, pretty and at least somewhat attractive. I wasn’t looking for a girlfriend. But I wouldn’t mind spending some time inside of her. I wasn’t going to push the issue. But I kept it in the back of my mind.

I ended up taking the shiny new apartment in the high rise. We met the next day and did all the paperwork. They arranged everything so I just had to sign the papers in the lobby in front of the building’s representative. Happy they would receive a hefty commission the guy and girl from the real estate company asked if I wanted to go out and celebrate over drinks or food. I kindly said no thanks. I had work to do. I didn’t really, but that’s what I said. But then I asked for both of their cards to refer friends. They handed them over and we said our goodbyes.

How I got in her hole

No sooner did I get to my new room that I whipped out my phone and sent a text message to the phone on the real estate babe’s card. She answered immediately. She didn’t drink so she was probably in the passenger seat texting away while the dude drove her around obliviously. They weren’t a couple anyway, so who cares?

I told her I really wanted to go out for drinks with her alone. She said that would be fun. Then, oddly, she recommended meeting me in an area with lots of prostitutes. I thought that was funny. But that is where we ended up meeting a few hours later.

We met at a bar. It was a mainstream place but there were definitely some freelance hookers hanging around. She still had her blouse and a skirt on from work. She looked good. But she said she wished she would have changed since I showed up dressed for success. She got tipsy pretty quick. But not drunk. I joked that she couldn’t take alcohol due to her size. Then I said we should go to my new room so she could lay down. She said she couldn’t because someone might see her. So I suggested a short time hotel on a lark. She said okay. It was that easy.

When we got to the room I started kissing her. She kissed back and we fell on the bed. I was undressing her as we went. She kept grabbing for my cock through my pants. Though she wasn’t as skilled as any pro.

Asian prostitutes and even a lot of regular chicks who fuck a lot will always shower before sex. You can tell when a chick is a real amateur when she doesn’t. Her big hairy bush also gave it away. I don’t mind having my nostrils tickled though so I was into it. Before long I was on top of her and I slid my then throbbing cock right into her gooey wet slit. Her pussy was so wet that there was absolutely no resistance. It literally fit like a glove.

I went right for the fuck because I could tell she’d be terrible at blowjobs. I did her in several positions and they all felt great. Well except for doggy. Because her sharp pointy ass bones were jabbing me on every long stroke. No problem since every pussy feels different. The sex was generally good though. She was so light that I could do her every which way. Her pussy was tight but not so tight that I couldn’t control my load. But when she finally went into Asian cowgirl style she had just enough force to really stimulate my dick and balls. I could feel my wad building up so I pushed her off and blew my load on the bed.

We fucked once more after that. Then I put her in a taxi and sent her home. We chatted a bit after that but nothing serious. As time went on we chatted less and less. I would still see her occasionally. Once in a restaurant. Another few times as she was showing people rooms in my new building. She would smile and say hello in a genuinely friendly way. After a few months I moved out of the building and left the city. I threw my sim card in the trash at the airport. And I haven’t seen her since.

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