Date: Tue, 24 Aug 2021 17:56:35 +0000 (UTC) From: Titan Hoop Club Subject: Tripping in Thailand This is a work of fiction. None of these characters ever existed. If you are offended by situations involving lesbians and underage girls, please read no futher. (FF, Ff, FfFf. Lesbian Adult - Youth / Lesbian Hookers). >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> My name is Denise Vaccaro. I am a 26-year old elementary school teacher, and I enjoy spending my summer vacations traveling. This past summer, my girlfriend, Jerri , and I visited Vietnam and Thailand. Jerri and I met while we were both 18-year old student-athletes at the University of Oregon. At just under 6'2", I was groomed for basketball at a very young age. With blonde hair, big boobs, and an athletes body, girls and women were attracted to me for as long as I can remember. Always tall for my age, I looked older than I was, and I was turned out as a lesbian at 14-years old by a 40-year old friend of my mother's. Jerri Williams was a freshman from St. Paul, Minnesota when we met. For a white girl, she was an unusually fast sprinter, and by her senior year was a finalist in the Pac12 championships in the 100 and 200 meters. Unlike basketball players in our baggy shorts and jerseys, track athletes wore little more than tight, bare-midriff tank tops, and essentially, bikini-type bottoms as running shorts. After each trip down the track, I noticed that Jerri's little bottoms kept disappearing between the crack in her full bubble-butt. Jerri would have to readjust her running bottoms with her fingers each time she ran. As we were both freshmen, I vowed to get to know this pretty girl better. Track practice and women's basketball practice ended at similar times. I made sure that I was in a shower area close to hers. Watching her soap down her athletic body and firm ass was a sight to behold. Raven-haired, with a tan body from spending so much time outdoors, her trimmed black bush seemed to beg to be opened and explored. Not wishing to brag, my own body had already garnered a lot of female attention over the years. As I mentioned, I was blonde, and nearly 6'2". In my baggy basketball uniform, and tight sports bra, my 36-C breasts were carefully constrained. Taking off my sports bra after showers and practices, I had noticed the quick, disguised glances of my team mates and some coaches as I headed to and from the shower. Although there are many lesbians in college sports, it is considered to be very impolite to gawk at other naked girls in the locker room. I wanted to be on display for Jerri, and made no efforts to hide my naked body with a towel. While showering, I made sure that my body was pointed directly at Jerri, so that she could get a good, hard look at my legs, ass, boobs, and my shaved pussy. After practice one day, I asked her over for coffee when I knew that my room mate would be gone at home for the week end. As Jerri sat on the couch, I brought her over a cup of coffee, and nestled up close to her, so that our bare legs would rub together from time to time. I complimented her on how well she appeared to be doing in practice, and that I'd heard a lot of good things about her around the Oregon athletic complex. We talked a little bit about our backgrounds, families, and hometowns. I decided to make what I considered then a subtle move, and put my arm around her shoulder, and told her that I thought that she was beautiful. Jerri squirmed a little bit, and said that while she appreciated it, she was straight. I told her that I noticed her looking at my naked body in the shower, and reminded that she did accept my invitation over tonight. What did she think it was about? I put a single finger on her leg, and began slowly stroking it. She nervously hemmed, and hawed, and said that she "didn't know." Jerri was, compared to me, a petite 5'5". She was dressed in a gray t-shirt that said "UO Track," and wore little green athletic shorts. It was clear that she wasn't wearing a bra. I gently put my full hand on her leg. She didn't resist, but continued to sputter about why she had come over that night. I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Again, getting no resistance, I placed a hand on one of her breasts, and kissed her full on the lips. After a moment or two she began to reciprocate with the kiss. With one arm still over Jerri's shoulder, I moved her closer to me for a deeper kiss, and began to remove her gray t-shirt. I had seen her beautiful little boobs before in the shower, but now they were up close, and ready for the taking. After lifting the shirt over her head, I began playing with and pinching her erect nipples. Despite her initial protestations, it was now evident that Jerri was in it all the way. I too was bra-less, and Jerri began clumsily pawing at my much-larger breasts. Eager for more room to maneuver, I suggested to Jerri that we move into the bedroom, as my room mate would be gone for the night. Now wearing only her green athletic shorts, I watched Jerri's as sway as she walked to the bedroom. Her panty lines were enticingly visible through the sheer material of her her shorts. In seconds we were both naked, and I positioned her smaller body so that she was laying on top of me. With my free hands I caressed her back and ass. Jerri nervously confessed that she had never had sex with a girl before. I told her not to worry, and that I wouldn't do anything that she wasn't comfortable with, and I tested the waters by putting a hand barely inside the crack of her ass as I was stroking her. Receiving no protestations, I gently rolled Jerri over, and began nibbling and sucking on her little tits, which I estimated to be around 32-B's. She said that she couldn't help to have noticed my tits in the shower, and asked if it would be all right if she touched them. I happily agreed. She approached my naked breasts at first as if they were emitting radiation. Cautiously and tentatively, she reached at one with just two fingers, more poking and prodding than caressing. Eventually, she became bolder, grabbing handfuls of breast, and kneading them in her hands. After awhile I encouraged Jerri to suck on them. After what appeared to be a second of thought, she began licking my nipples, and opening her mouth as large as it could go in order to encase as much as she could of my ample tits. After a few position changes, I found myself with my head between her legs. Knowing that she asked to go slow, I made sure that I received her consent before entering her pussy with my tongue. Taking "ungh" for yes, I first licked and kissed her inner thighs and petted her black pubic hair before beginning a piston-like entry of her pussy with my tongue, I eventually focused on Jerri's clitoris, and multiple orgasms ensued. From that day forward we became girlfriends. Good college athletes, we both knew that neither of us were good enough to pursue professional careers. After completing our eligibility and graduating, we both decided to stay in school to receive teaching degrees in elementary education. We were both lucky to quickly receive teaching offers in adjoining school districts in Oregon. We rented a comfortable two bedroom apartment together, and commuted each day to work. We were frugal with our salaries so that we would have enough money saved up to travel when school was out in the summer. Although girlfriends, neither Jerri and I were jealous. We allowed each to be with others, as long as they were casual hook-ups that didn't interfere with our relationship. Sometimes we would even share a partner. Having first been seduced by an older woman, I maintained that occasional preference, and had even had isolated encounters with two mothers of my students. Both seemed repressed in their marriages, and were eager for lesbian companionship. Both proved to be among the most passionate lovemakers that I had ever experienced. I loved to rest my head on their boobs after sex. On the other hand, Jerri had a preference for "turning out" girls just out of high school. A free-lance fitness trainer in her off hours and weekends, Jerri seemed to have no shortage of willing, young participants. I urged her to ensure that they were all at least 18-years old. If she was caught with an underage girl, it would cause legal problems, and kill the career that she had worked so hard for. She replied to me, "Easy with the mommies." >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Months prior, Jerri and I had made arrangements to travel over the summer to Vietnam and Thailand. We had both been told that these countries had among the best beaches in the world. As lesbians, we had decided to be very discreet while in Vietnam. We did not want to incur the potential wrath of the Communist, totalitarian government, and we were unsure about their laws and customs about picking up women or girls. Not wanting to get in any trouble there, we made it a point to "play it straight." China Beach was every bit as beautiful as advertised, and we enjoyed soaking up the sun in our bikini's, after a school year of often wet weather in Oregon. Within the privacy of our hotel room, the tropical heat excited our passions, and we spent our evenings naked and entwined together. I'm sure that maids used their imaginations in the morning when seeing only one rumpled bed. Thailand beckoned. Again the beaches were beautiful, and we were both developing golden tans. We had been told about the nightlife in Thailand from some of our LGBT friends, and were interested to explore it for ourselves. There was a well-known lesbian bar in Bangkok that was recommended to us. Jerri and I were no longer Oregon schoolmarms on this trip, and we had but brought along some slightly slutty outfits to wear in Thailand, in hopes of meeting new "friends." With my blonde hair, height and big boobs, I chose to wear a very low-cut emerald green dress, which displayed ample cleavage, and was short enough to give advantage to my long legs, and with a side slit that went up to my ass. I had chosen to wear a black garter belt, stockings, and no panties underneath. Jerri looked exceptionally sexy in a very tight red mini-dress. Her stiletto heels showed off her athletic legs, and made her appear taller than she actually was. We two Americans took a taxi to the club. The cab driver gave us a knowing glance in the rear view mirror when we told him of our destination. Lesbian bars have become somewhat of an anachronism in the U.S., and the few left seem to be disappearing daily, as there are now few prohibitions against girls dancing together and hooking up in a nightclub. As we entered the Thai lesbian club, it seemed to be a throwback to a wilder time in the '70's and '80's. No men were allowed in the club, so it was a free-for-all of loud music, bright lights, and a packed crowd of all women dancing. flirting, and conversing. Many of the dancers were openly kissing their partners, and pawing their bodies on the dance floor. There were a mixture of Asian, presumably Thai women, and Europeans. In heels, I am about 6'5", so I must have been a rare sight as I entered the club. With my cleavage on display, I must not have walked ten feet before a small, Thai girl latched on to one of my breasts. She was obviously drunk, and laughing. I kept walking, but thought to myself, this could be one very interesting night, Jerri's ass had been similarly fondled upon entry, and she clung to me. She half-jokingly expressed a fear of being raped by members of the crowd. I thought to myself, well, I might not mind that. To be perfectly honest, we had come to the club in search of adventure. Most assuredly we would not be adverse to bringing a girl or two back to our hotel for a night of sex. We had heard that there were many beautiful lesbian prostitutes at the club, and that their services could be purchased for a reasonable price. A couple of pretty Thai girls came up to us and we bought them drinks. Jerri went off to dance with one while I stayed at the bar chatting with the other Thai girl. For whatever reason, she was not really my type, but her English was pretty good, so we chatted for a while. Sensing that I was not going to pursue this further, she drifted off to another potential customer. A very bold 40-something Swedish woman asked me for a slow dance. She was attractive, and I agreed. Her name was Ingrid Karlsson. She admitted that she was also in the country to hook up with Thai women. She kissed me, and said that she would make an exception for me tonight, and she pushed our breasts tight together. I was very interested, but I explained that Jerri and I had plans for tonight, but we would be in Bangkok for another couple of days. Ingrid and I exchanged phone numbers and hotel information. Jerri and I both danced with other girls and women, some Thai, some European, and even including a rather plain-looking girl from Kansas, who I could tell desperately wanted to have sex with me, right there on the dance floor. I felt rescued when I was approached by a beautiful, shapely Thai girl in a tight black mini-dress. She couldn't have been older that 15 or 16. Her face was the most beautiful that I had seen that night in the club. Knowing Jerri's taste for young girls, i called her over. The girl made it clear that she was available for hire, and I looked for Jerri's approval. Realizing that it would be the two of us, she announced that her price would be 8,500 Bhat (around $250) for the night. I looked at Jerri, and she quickly agreed. I reached for the Thai girls hand, and began escorting her to the door. As we were about to exit, she quickly upped the ante, "My sister too, 12,000 Bhat," or roughly $360. Two girls for the entire night? If the other sister was nearly as pretty, it would be quite a bargain. Besides, when would we next be on a sex trip in Thailand? Looking again at Jerri. she smiled and shook her head up and down over the loud music. After what seemed a few seconds of shouting into thin air by our new friend, a small, black-haired girl emerged from the crowded dance floor. She clearly looked like a younger version of her sister. Same pretty face, but she couldn't have been more than 12 or 13 years old, and her hips resembled that of a similar-aged boy. The younger girl was wearing a tight black mini-dress similar to her sister, but her boobs appeared to be tiny raisins under the top of her tight, sheer dress. She was clearly not wearing a bra. The two girls began conversing in the Thai language as the young girl looked up and down at Jerri and me. The older sister was clearly calling the shots. Surprised by the young age of the girl, I began to balk. Seeing my questioning eyes, Jerri patted my arm as if to say, "I want this." I was further surprised when I noticed that Jerri was undressing the little girl with her eyes. The four of us piled into a cab and headed for the hotel. Crammed into the back of the small cab, Jerri put the little sister on her lap, and to make sure that she was safe during the drive, wrapped her hands around the young girls chest to hold on. In the meantime, her older sister began seductively stroking the upper portion of my stockings. Knowing that Jerri would understand what I was talking about, I casually asked, "So, when did this start?", and glanced at the little girl bouncing on her lap. Jerri explained that by seeing 6th through 8th graders every day at her school, she enjoyed watching their bodies develop from month-to-month, and from year to year. She certainly wouldn't risk prison and scandal by putting even a finger on one, but she enjoyed looking at looking at young girls, and was intrigued by their little tits and asses. "In Thailand," Jerri explained, "there don't seem to be any rules." Considering that both of the girls that we had picked up for sex appeared to be under what would be the age of consent in the U.S., I surely couldn't offer any argument. The cab ride back to the hotel was very short. I kissed the older teen in the elevator, and she briefly squeezed one of my breasts. Jerri, obviously couldn't wait, and put her hands down the 12 year old's top, and latched on to her little nipples with her fingers. When the elevator reached our floor, Jerri and I brought our hands back to ourselves, and I reached for the room key from my purse. There were two double beds in the room, and the four of us quickly moved them together. The older girl quickly undressed. She was about 5'4", with a perfectly proportioned body, and comparatively large breasts for a young Asian girl. I couldn't tell if they had been augmented. In any case, they looked perfect. Both girls were similarly light skinned. The older girl had a fairly full black-haired bush of straight pubic hair. The younger one stood in the middle of the room, seemingly unsure of what to do. Her older sister reached for the bottom of her dress and pulled it over head. Wearing no panties, she was as naked as the day she was born. With a hairless slit and a cute little ass, Jerri swept the little girl into her arms and began kissing her and fondling her tiny, budding breasts. By this time I had removed my dress and taken off my heels. Wearing no bra, and stockings and garter, I must have looked like a blonde-haired amazon to my little teenage friend. She immediately got on her knees, and began performing expert cunnilingus on my blonde pussy. Jerri was now down to her panties and bra. She had instructed the naked, young girl to reach into her panties and to masturbate her. The fingers of the little girl worked furiously. Jerri's face was exhibiting an ecstasy that I had never seen... or had managed to induce myself, after our countless sessions. I have to admit that I was a little jealous that a preteen could get that kind of fever pitch out of Jerri. I led the older sister to the now expanded bed. and began working on her succulent breasts with my tongue, while I fingered her hairy pussy. As I glanced to the side, Jerri and the young girl were now naked. The 12-year old was practically standing on her head as Jerri had positioned the girls little legs over her shoulder, and was diving into her pussy with a wild abandon that I had never seen before. The little girl seemed to be scared and began crying a little bit. Her older said some words of reassurance and the little girls calmed down. Realizing that she was perhaps going at it with the 12-year old a little too hard, Jerri positioned the little girl across her lap like a baby, and moved her head so that she began licking an kissing Jerri's tits. Jerri used the opportunity to caress the body of the little girl, once again massaging her barely barely budding nipples. My pretty teen got on all fours, and I humped her pretty butt. The slapping sound of skin grew louder as I increased the thrusts of my pelvis. Keeping her on all fours, I probed and licked her vagina. She fell to her stomach after a violent orgasm. Looking again as to what was happening with Jerri and the little sister, Jerri had now pulled her on top of her body, and was sticking her fingers in the open orifices. The older sister eventually looked up from my pussy, and delivered instructions to her younger sister who began to crawl between Jerri's legs, and cautiously began to eat her out. Jerri and I now had both Thai girls between our legs. The older girl seemed very interested in my shaven pussy, and felt the smoothness with her hand. Jerri and orgasmed in close proximity of each other, and then Jerri slapped my ass, and said, "Tag, you're it." Meaning, she would like to now switch partners. Jerri crawled over to the teen, and presented her pussy for more skillful licking. Not sure what to do with the tiny 12-year old, I picked her up from the bed. I sat on a chair, and encouraged the girl to straddle my leg. I jostled her bald pussy up and down with leg, and tried to find the fascination that Jerry had with her almost boyish chest. Meanwhile, I watched Jerri being skillfully licked by the teen escort. This had turned out to be quite a night! I had an idea, and I instructed the girl to wrap her legs around my waist, and I playfully hopped and carried her around the room, like some horny pony. The little girl giggled, and pressed as close as she could reach to my 36-C boobs. With her legs still around my waist, I positioned her against a wall, and thrusted my pelvis repeatedly between her flexible little legs. Clearly, this was something that neither girl had seen before, and they commented to each other in Thai. After several more partner exchanges, including my eating out Jerri, I stopped for a bath and invited the older girl to join me. Relaxing our naked bodied together, I poured water on her back, and massaged her shoulders. In her broken English she explained to me that it was rare that she was desired as an escort by European or American women. They usually came to the club to dance, and maybe to meet up with other Caucasians without having to pay an escort for her services. Her "customers" were usually rich Thai women, or Japanese lesbian tourists who flew in to have sex with young girls. She explained that she, and now her little sister, were the sole sources of income for a family of 8. She was happy to do whatever she could for her family, and she tried to make sure that she looked after her little sister. She admitted that this was not always possible, as the Japanese women, in particular, had an affinity for little girls. As well toweled off and returned to the bedroom, Jerri, although clearly wearing down after hours of sex, still had her fingers inside the pussy of the little girl. For the finale of the evening / early morning, the 15-year old said something to the 12-year old, and the two 69'ed each other as Jerri and I watched voyeuristically, while petting each other. The two Thai girls were paid, and tipped generously from our hard-earned teacher's salaries, as they exited our hotel room. Jerri and I drifted off in each others arms for what we hoped would be a few hours of sleep. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> I hope that you enjoyed part I. The part II conclusion will be posted soon. 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