The first thing you should know is I’m here totally naked, lovingly masturbating my penis to a beautiful Asian MILF friend of mine. It’s a beautiful session I’m enjoying while my wife is out of the house
My favorite masturbation muses are women I know. Most of them are actually good friends of either my wife or myself, or both of us. I enjoy their smiles, their sexy asses, their legs and feet, and just generally the fantasies that swirl around them in my mind.
Chin-Zen is one of those muses. She’s an American, but her parents were both born in China. About 5’3″ and 115-pounds. Black hair to her collar, and nice ass and cute legs and feet. Her smile is so sweet, with hardly a hint of her 52 years showing up in faint lines on her face. She’s a MILF with two school age children.
I had met her husband, Jack, a year or so before I ever met Chin-Zen. I finally met her one night when my wife Cheryl and I were at some cocktail party and Jack and Chin-Zen were there. She had on this cute, very short cocktail dress and high-heel sandals. The first thing I thought of when I saw her? I’ve got to masturbate to her!”
When we got home that night, I wanted to masturbate and think nothing of Chin-Zen while I masturbated. Cheryl wanted to fuck so I reluctantly agreed, but it was more like masturbating in her vagina because all I was thinking about was Chin-Zen. I had to bite my tongue to keep from call out her name.
Cheryl knows how much of a masturbator I am, but I better get her name right during sex!
That was about 16 or 17 years ago. Since then, we two couples have been very good friends. We live about an hour apart, so don’t see each other more than a few times per year, but we always have an enjoyable time with Jack and ChinZen. Cheryl or I always manage to take some pictures, and I often use those in my masturbation sessions. Chin-Zen in shorts, Chin-Zen in a swimsuit, Chin-Zen in a sexy dress, Chin-Zen just smiling at the camera; all give me so much pleasure during masturbation.
To be honest, I haven’t masturbated to Chin-Zen much in the past couple of years. Why? Well, we just haven’t seen her and her husband that often. Out of site, out of mind.
After I fell back to sleep, I dreamt that I was visiting Jack in a condo or apartment they were renting. Cheryl showed up a little later, and we all started talking about what we would do when Chin-Zen arrived. I don’t remember exactly what was said, but there was an air of sexual expectation.
The three of us had changed into night-clothes. For me, this was underwear and a white terry-cloth robe. Jack and Cheryl had something similar. We lounged around waiting for Chin-Zen. Sheryl and I cuddled on a chair, my cock stiffening at the thought of my Chinese-American friend’s arrival.
For some reason, I got up and checked through the window for Chin-Zen. When I went back to the bed, Jack and Cheryl were up but getting more comfortable. They stripped off their robes and laid back down in their underwear.
I’m about to cum now. This feels so good I could do it all day, but I’m trying to be a responsible masturbator and not give into my addiction. I waste enough time overdoing my wanking. I’m going to enjoy my muse a few more minutes, have a nice, long orgasm over Chin-Zen then get on with my day.




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