Sex is the best way to learn about other cultures. - Chapter 1

As I stepped out of the arrival lobby at Los Angeles International Airport, a foreign land stretched out before me.

To be honest, the building’s structure and interior weren’t much different from Narita’s.

The electronic display boards with English text and the constant stream of English announcements were familiar sights at international airports.

But the people passing by couldn’t be imitated so easily.

In the airport lobby, it was mainly white and black people who were foreign.

Of course, you could see Chinese and Japanese people too, but what caught my eye were the white women. The sight of so many white women strutting around was something I’d never seen in Japan.

“Wow, it’s different here…”

What overwhelmed me more than the English language or the new culture was how good-looking everyone was.

There were individual differences, of course, but the vast majority of white women I saw were beautiful.

They were tall and slender, with fantastic figures.

What would be considered huge br3asts in Japan was the standard size here. Of course, there were women with smaller chests, but on average, they were superior to Japanese women.

Far from being superior, in terms of cup size, the difference would easily be three or four. That’s how overwhelming they were.

Even young girls appeared more developed compared to what I was used to in Japan.

Maybe it’s because they eat different foods, or their lifestyles are different. If an elementary school girl had a body like that, it would be a bit of a scandal in Japan.

And they were all incredibly cute.

The word “angels” fit perfectly—the blond-haired white girls were everywhere.

Los Angeles—what a fitting name for this place.

“No, no, no. What on earth did you come to America for?”

I didn’t come here to feast my eyes on big-breasted women. I went on a heartbroken trip.

I came to experience the magnificent nature and cultures of the world and realize how insignificant my worries are.

In the first place, no one paid any attention to me in Japan either.

There’s no way an Asian like me could do anything with beautiful American women.

If I could, it would be through an exchange of money.

But there was no way I, who didn’t even understand English, could buy a woman in America.

And spending my money to lose my virginity was something my pride wouldn’t allow.

I would keep that sort of thing aside on this journey of wandering the world.

Just as I made this firm promise to myself, it happened.

“Are you Chinese?”

A white girl was standing in front of me.

She looked about high school age.

With her blond hair in a ponytail, she had a young but well-defined face.

She wore a thin jacket over a T-shirt, which showed off her curves nicely.

Long, straight legs stretched out from under her light brown shorts. In Japan, her good looks would probably get her scouted three times a day.

The girl, who could easily be described as an angel, turned her jade eyes towards me and asked me a question in simple English.

“No, no. I’m Japanese.”

My English skills were at a junior high school level, and I’m not saying I was good at anything. If I had to say one thing, it would be the erotic terms I learned from overseas porn sites.

In short, I couldn’t hold a conversation.

If the content wasn’t this simple, I would hardly have been able to understand it.

“Follow me,”

Come with me – that’s what the girl meant.

Where on earth are her parents? While I was checking my surroundings, the ponytailed girl had already started walking.

If she hadn’t been so angelically beautiful, I probably wouldn’t have followed her.

If she hadn’t been such a beautiful girl, like an angel, I probably wouldn’t have followed her.

This wasn’t Japan but America. The crime rate was much higher here, and ordinary people could legally carry guns.

Still, I followed the girl because this was Los Angeles, a relatively safe tourist spot in America, and her smile was too innocent to ignore.

Maybe I was also excited about being in a foreign country for the first time.

Before I knew it, we had reached a quiet alley.

“Take out your p3nis.”

“Huh?”

At first, I had no idea what she was saying.

Part of it was because I’m not good at English.

But even more than that, the words the girl said were completely unexpected.

In a deserted alley, a ponytailed girl got down on one knee. She grabbed my pants and pulled them down, underwear and all.

In an instant, my p3nis was exposed in the open.

If we weren’t in such a deserted alley, someone would call the cops on this scene.

“So strong…”

The ponytailed girl whispered something in English and took my p3nis into her mouth.

“Huh –”

It was so sudden, I couldn’t process what was happening.

The girl was looking up at me as she sucked on my p3nis.

Every time her warm mouth stimulated my c0ck, a shiver ran through my entire body.

This was blowjob.

It was completely different from masturbating with a masturbator.

It was the most intense pleasure I’d ever experienced.

My first-ever blowjob was courtesy of a beautiful white girl. Who would’ve thought?

And it was a girl, barely ten years old.

In less than a minute, my c0ck was rock-hard.

We were outdoors. My partner was a beautiful blonde girl. And it was my first blowjob.

All these factors combined to make me the most excited I’d ever been in my life.

It felt like I was in a dream.

A cute girl was sucking on my erect p3nis with such enthusiasm.

“Wow… that feels amazing.”

Thanks to this unexpected blowjob, I was about to experience my first orgasm brought on by someone else.

Perhaps sensing this, the girl also increased the pace of her blowjob.

The lewd sounds of her sucking echoed through the alleyway, and her small hands worked my shaft.

The pleasure was so intense, I felt like I might faint.

You can’t get any idea from adult videos how good handjobs and blowjobs can feel.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum!”

With a pathetic moan, I came into the girl’s mouth.

The semen that had built up during the plane ride was now soiling the pretty girl’s mouth.

It felt so good.

I honestly didn’t expect ejaculating in a girl’s mouth to feel so good.

I felt as if everything in my life had paid off.

I often see online posts saying masturbation feels better than s3x, but that’s nonsense. Having a beautiful white girl give me a blowjob felt ten thousand times better than jerking off by myself.

The girl swallowed all the semen I released in one gulp.

It felt like I had conquered America or something.

I never realized how pleasurable it would be to violate a white girl.

“How are you?”

But at that moment, my spine froze.

It was a man’s voice.

Out of nowhere, several black men were standing behind me.

They looked like a gang of troublemakers.

Dressed in hip-hop-style clothes and decked out in flashy gold jewelry.

I was surrounded by a classic group of street thugs.

“Y-yes…”

I tried to greet them casually, but there was no reply.

And that was to be expected. No one would greet a man who greets them with his p3nis exposed.

Come to think of it, I’ve heard that there is a particularly dangerous area in Los Angeles called 5th Street.

And I’d managed to wander right into it.

“Good job, Sarah,”

One of the men said to the girl.

In that instant, everything made sense.

This was a scam using a pretty white girl to lure in victims.

They would catch foreign tourists who looked like they had money at the airport and make the beautiful girls perform sexual services.

The men would catch them in the act and demand hush money.

The amount was probably—everything they had.

I was horrified.

Right now, there was a large sum of money in my wallet, over 100,000 yen.

To prevent theft, I had planned to divide it into small amounts and place it all over my body when I arrived at the airport, but I had forgotten about it when the girl suddenly called out to me.

You shouldn’t carry a lot of money around.

My friend’s words echoed in my head.

If I’d known this would happen, I would have taken only small bills out of my wallet before leaving the country.

But more than that, would giving up all my money be enough?

The men looked strong, and I had no experience fighting, so I didn’t stand a chance against them.

If I lost my life here, I couldn’t face my parents.

I felt terrible for Taku.

I didn’t want to die here with my p3nis exposed—

I made a fist, ready to go down in a final, desperate attack when suddenly I felt that sensation again in my crotch.

The ponytailed girl was giving me a blowjob for some reason.

Even in this situation, as my c0ck started to harden again, the girl kept sucking on it without missing a beat.

“Please cum again.”

She had blank eyes as if she had been drugged, and she kept sucking on my p3nis like she was addicted to it.

Even the black men were taken aback by this.

The honey trap was over. The girl didn’t need to serve me, but she didn’t stop giving me a blowjob.

The pleasure was so good I almost gave in again.

That’s how valuable this blowjob was.

But there was no time for that now.

“Oh! Please wait!”

Seeing this as my golden opportunity while the men were stunned, I pulled my p3nis out of the girl’s mouth.

Without a moment’s hesitation, I turned on my heel and sprinted full-speed down the crowded street, half my p3nis still exposed.

The girl’s voice called out behind me, but I couldn’t risk my life just to finish my blowjob.

Luckily, the men had gotten a late start. The girl’s actions must have been unexpected even for her friends. If I could just make it to the main street, I’d be home-free.

“Oh my god!”

As I rushed onto the main street, I was greeted by a woman’s scream. I thought she might have seen the black men chasing me, but her gaze was fixed on my lower body.

“Sh1t! I forgot to put my d1ck away!”

I quickly covered my crotch and darted into a different alley.

I could’ve explained the situation to the people on the street, but the anxiety of not knowing English made me run away instead. And what good would it do to hide in a deserted alley?!

After mentally berating myself, I scanned my surroundings.

The alley ended ahead, but luckily, a ladder stretched from the next building up to the higher levels.

“I’m not Jackie Chan.”

Thinking of old-time action stars, I jumped and jumped onto the ladder, just barely within reach. Normally it would be impossible. But thanks to the power of desperation, I was able to climb the ladder at incredible speed. Below, the black men were frantically searching for me. They probably didn’t expect me to run upstairs. They lost sight of me around the corner of an alley and turned right.

“Whew… I made it.”

Relieved, I patted my chest and climbed the ladder to the top.

The height was just between the second and third floors of the building. It was a dizzying height if you were exposed, but I wanted to be on the safe side and escape from inside the building.

Thinking this, I tried to step down into the passageway outside the building,

“Ah…”

I accidentally slipped and fell off the spot.

I’d forgotten that my pants were half off.

The sky was getting farther and farther away.

If I fell from this height, I’d probably die.

There was no time to feel exasperated at this stupid situation. In a flash, I lost consciousness.

◆ ◆ ◆

How long was I out?

As my consciousness returned, I woke up to the stench of garbage.

It seemed I had fallen into a huge trash container attached to the side of a building.

The piled-up cardboard and trash must have cushioned my fall and protected me.

Luck amid misfortune. Unfortunately, I ended up in a giant dumpster, but at least I escaped those thugs. I’ll count that as a win.

Hmm?

When I tried to get up, I felt something solid above me.

A woman was straddling me.

She felt heavy.

No surprise there, since she was sitting on top of me.

In the middle of a giant trash bin, under the reddish sky of Los Angeles, a woman was straddling me as I lay on my back.

She was a blonde beauty.

Her vivid blonde hair and glowing white skin instantly reminded me that I wasn’t in Japan anymore.

Her eyes were a clear emerald green, with a straight nose bridge. Her lips looked almost too perfect.

This is what they mean when they say I was left speechless.

She was incredibly beautiful. If I had to compare her to something, she would have been like a Hollywood actress who had jumped out of the screen, or even more so, like a heroine summoned from a two-dimensional world.

The fact that white women have so much charm was something I realized the moment I landed at Los Angeles International Airport.

Of course, there were women with average looks, but the proportion of beautiful women who made me take a second look was far higher than in Japan.

But her beauty went way beyond that. She turned me into a speechless robot.

Los Angeles is the city of angels.

I never thought I’d meet an angel.

“Holy sh1t.”

Even if it was slang, I was captivated by the tone of her voice. What a beautiful sound. The pitch and tone of her voice made it the ideal voice of a beautiful woman.

“What a day!”

The angel seemed to be cursing under her breath.

I suppose even an angel would be tempted to curse after plummeting from the heavens straight into a trash can.

She didn’t seem to notice my presence.

Maybe she mistook me for a piece of trash because I was frozen and said nothing.

In reality, no one would expect to find another person already in the trash can they’ve fallen into.

I, too, hadn’t expected that the trash can I had landed in would have another resident.

(What should I do…?)

To be honest, I was at a loss.

Some of you may remember, but I fell into the trash can in a really silly state with only my pants half off. I had been unconscious until she fell on top of me, so of course my pants were still half off.

She was straddling me.

She wore jeans, but through her underwear, I could feel her lower body pressed against mine.

Looking up at her br3asts from below, I couldn’t help thinking, This is what they mean by “white women”

No one could blame a healthy man for imagining something inappropriate.

“What?!”

As expected, my pants started to bulge.

My lower body was being pressed against this beautiful blonde. It would be strange if they didn’t get bigger.

Naturally, her eyes widened too.

Something suddenly moved in her crotch. She probably thought a mouse or something was nesting there.

But in the next moment, she met the eyes of the guy buried in the trash.

We both froze.

From her perspective, a face had suddenly appeared in a pile of junk.

Given the location, she might have mistaken me for a corpse.

But she didn’t scream.

Even if she had screamed, no one would have come to the trash can to help her, but she remained strangely calm.

She looked me over carefully with her pretty eyes, then finally spoke in a calm voice

“Alive?”

I nodded in response.

No, nodding was all I could do.

She was easily the most beautiful girl I’d ever met.

It’s rude to say, but Nishizono-san and Yamanaka-san, who both rejected my confession, didn’t even come close.

And here she was, sitting on top of me, even if it wasn’t her fault.

I couldn’t even speak.

“What are you doing here?”

What are you doing in a place like this?

It was a natural question. But the same could be said about her.

How did such a stunning beauty end up falling into a trash bin in this back alley?

A girl like that falling from the sky? It’s the kind of thing that only happens in manga or anime.

“S-sightseeing,” I stammered.

The truth is, I’ve been through all sorts of twists and turns to get here, but I don’t have the English skills to explain it.

I came to America for tourism. That’s all I can tell you.

“Are you Chinese? Korean?”

“J-Japanese…”

She asked me a series of questions like she was being questioned by a police officer.

I don’t think it matters to her who I am or where I’m from, so why is she asking?

“Do you know who I am?”

Do you know me?

I was more and more confused. There was no way I could know anything about her, the girl I just met.

But answering honestly might offend her. So, I tried to be as witty as I could so as not to upset her, and said,

“An… Angel,”

I tried my best to be humorous.

It was true that she looked like an angel, and I thought it was better than just saying I didn’t know.

But she immediately looked disgusted.

I guess she thought it was a lame joke.

“O.K.”

I wasn’t sure what she meant by “O.K.” After muttering something in English, she tried to get off me.

But at that moment, what I feared most happened.

“What’s this?”

She noticed the bulge between my legs and, of all things, grabbed it with her beautiful hands.

The unexpected sensation made my crotch even harder.

Even she seemed to realize what it was and made a blatantly displeased expression.

“Fvck off, JAP.”

In that instant, her angelic face was filled with quiet anger.

Even if she was the one who touched it, grabbing the crotch of a dull Asian like me would be an unbearable humiliation for a beautiful white woman like her.

Even without knowing her language, I could feel her anger.

To be honest, on my way from the airport to this alley, I felt white people looking at me with what seemed like prejudiced eyes.

More than half a century had passed since the civil rights movement started. Most people knew racism was wrong, but the stench of discrimination was still everywhere. That’s the feeling I got.

“I’m sorry!! Very very sorry!!” I blurted out in bad English.

I didn’t think apologizing would make her forgive me, but I was genuinely ashamed for being rude to a white lady.

I wasn’t sure if my feelings were conveyed.

“Good boy.”

Although there was still a hint of contempt in her eyes, she laughed and forgave me.

Maybe my heartfelt apology worked.

But after saying something in English, she started rubbing my p3nis through my pants.

It was my second time getting a handjob from a white girl I didn’t even know.

I regretted that I had fallen victim to a honey trap again.

But even though I knew that, I couldn’t escape because it felt so good.

Even if I lost all my money, I wanted her to continue stroking my p3nis like this.

“So big…”

My fully erect p3nis was leisurely sticking out of my narrow pants, exposing half of my shaft and the head of my p3nis.

Soon, she slowly pulled down my half-removed pants, revealing my balls and even my butt hole.

To think I’d get my pants taken off twice by beautiful women in the middle of nowhere—was Los Angeles just full of honey traps and prostitutes?

“You are cute.”

She called it big before, now she’s calling it cute. I didn’t know whether to be flattered or insulted.

Compared to white or black men, maybe I am smaller.

She stops fiddling with my pants and starts stroking me directly.

I have no idea what’s happening.

It felt so good I was sure I would cum right away.

They might have been honey traps or prostitutes, but both the girl from before and this woman were just too beautiful.

“Ahh, I’m cumming!”

I cry out embarrassingly and instantly ejaculate.

Perhaps because there was no warning, she didn’t dodge and ended up covered in my semen.

“What a cumshot.”

It must have been an unexpected situation. She curses as she is now covered in semen.

Her clear blond hair and fresh face were showered with milky liquid.

I thought she’d be angry, even if she was only after money.

Cumming on such a beautiful woman’s face without warning is something that a boring Japanese like me would not be allowed to do.

But then…

“Not yet.”

She continued to give me a handjob regardless.

She looked half-desperate.

I had just ejaculated, so I shouldn’t have been able to get hard, but the stimulation was too strong for me, a man with no sexual experience.

“Oh my god…”

I was confident that with such a beautiful woman, I could get it hard again no matter how many times I ejaculated. That’s how attractive she was.

Not to be outdone, she deepened her handjob strokes. She alternated between her right and left hands, and sometimes used both hands to stimulate my p3nis.

“Haven’t you finished yet?”

This went on for about twenty minutes before she finally lost her patience.

I have a hopeless delayed ejaculation problem.

When I masturbate, I cum right away the first time, but it takes more than an hour to ejaculate the second time.

“I’m tired.”

She must have been tired from too many handjobs.

No matter how much she was after the money, it wasn’t worth it if I hadn’t ejaculated this much.

I thought that this was the end of her act.

“Huh?”

For a moment, I couldn’t figure out what had happened.

The world-class beauty had buried her face between my legs and started carefully sucking on my p3nis.

It was the second blowjob of my life.

And it felt absolutely amazing.

The intense slurping sounds of a white woman’s blowjob echoed through the garbage dump.

It wasn’t just the sound that was intense, her strokes and the use of her tongue were also intense.

A pleasure incomparable to masturbation hits me between the legs, and I cum a second time.

“Oh! I’m cumming again!”

Even though it’s in her mouth, I ejaculate violently.

This time, even more semen than before pours into the beautiful white woman’s mouth.

“So huge…”

Despite nearly choking on the sheer volume, she managed to swallow almost all of it. Truly a testament to her skills as a prostitute. It was a feat accomplished by sheer professionalism.

(I’ve just ejaculated in a white woman’s mouth…)

The realization hit me with an overwhelming wave of guilt and shame.

Yet, the sensation of spurting into her mouth without permission was undeniably thrilling.

“Oh…”

That high immediately reignited my groin.

Even after ejaculating so much, my c0ck and testicles show no signs of weakening.

I guess this is the end of my service. Just as I was giving up, an unbelievable sight appeared before my eyes.

“Huh?”

To my surprise, she took off her jacket, revealing her huge br3asts, typical of a white woman.

She wore a mature-looking black bra, and her br3asts seemed like they could be H or even I cup size—they were that huge.

Without any hesitation, she exposed her br3asts, which were so impressive they made me want to bow down and worship them.

She unhooked her bra and let it fall to the ground.

Instantly, her completely naked chest and divine-looking n1pples came into view.

It was the most beautiful pair of br3asts I’d ever seen, more stunning than any in those foreign videos I’d watched before.

Her pale skin was nearly indistinguishable from her lightly pigmented areolas and n1pples.

Despite their overwhelming size, her br3asts maintained their firmness and shape.

There, in front of me, were the perfect br3asts that every guy dreams about.

“How do you like it?”

She looked at me with a triumphant look on her face.

Honestly, her br3asts were impressive enough to warrant such a look.

Everything about them was perfect.

Even a man who likes small br3asts would surely get down on his knees and cry before hers.

Perhaps pleased that I was admiring her, she began to suck my p3nis with a pleased expression.

The way she looked up at me, checking my reaction, was almost devilishly cute.

Maybe it’s part of her charm that I feel that way even though she’s older than me.

“Feel good?”

“Yes…”

Seeing my ecstatic expression, she became even more pleased.

Then, believe it or not, she started squeezing my c0ck between her br3asts.

“Oh… that’s amazing…”

My first ever titjob was with a busty American beauty.

My son screamed as he was pinched between her br3asts, which were a mixture of elasticity and softness.

The sight of my glans sliding in and out of her ample cleavage was both grotesque and incredibly arousing.

“Are you cumming?”

Seeing my nod, she sped up the blowjob. But realizing I still wasn’t about to climax, she simultaneously took the head of my c0ck into her mouth, switching to the dream-like combination of blowjob and br3ast play.

Her br3asts, gently molded by her own hands, looked incredibly enticing. The pale pink n1pples peeking between her white fingers seemed like the most sacred parts in the world.

I want to ejaculate inside her.

I want to give the first s3x of my life, my virginity, to her.

At that moment, the male that had been sleeping inside me reared its head and transformed me into a ferocious beast.

“Hey, stop it.”

I put my hands on her pants as she continued the titjob, and pulled them down with surprisingly dexterous hands.

As I stroked her exposed, large, white buttocks, I also reached for her underwear, which matched her bra.

She tried to resist, but her half-hearted attempts at continuing the blowjob showed she wasn’t fully committed.

As a result, this angelic beauty had exposed her completely naked v4g1na in front of me, a dull Japanese virgin.

“Beautiful…”

I couldn’t help but say the thought out loud. The first time I saw female genitalia in person, it was not at all grotesque as I had heard about, but rather they were so beautiful I felt they were almost sacred.

A pale pink slit, just like the top of her br3asts.

A firm cl!toris.

She must have shaved because her intimate area was as clean as a young girl’s.

If her br3asts were perfect, her female genitalia would be magical.

I doubt there’s another woman out there with such a beautiful v4g1na.

In the middle of this huge trash dump, I was staring at an angel in the nude.

Her naked body was so angelic it made my c0ck even harder.

Even if the other person was a prostitute, this was still rape.

If she resisted now, I would have to give up her body.

But.

“You’re gonna regret this.”

For some reason, she seemed eager.

As proof, she once again made me lie on my back in the pile of trash, and this time she straddled me.

She pressed my glans against her vaginal opening and slowly lowered herself onto me.

“Ah…”

“Ahh!”

Our moans synchronized.

I remembered the saying that s3x is a collaborative effort with your partner.

Yes, this was s3x.

I was about to experience the act of reproduction, something I had never experienced in my life, in America, far from my home.

“Ahhhh!”

My hard, swollen glans were invading her v4g1na.

Her v4g1na was much softer than I had imagined.

And it was much wetter than I had imagined.

When she lowered her hips halfway, half of my c0ck was also swallowed by her v4g1na.

Even though it was only halfway, it felt incredibly good inside the vaginal walls.

People often describe it as feeling like a living thing, and that’s exactly right. It was as if another creature had taken over, stimulating and enveloping my sensitive parts with pinpoint accuracy.

(Is this what s3x feels like?) I wondered in my head.

It was billions of times better than I ever imagined. I couldn’t tell if this was true for all s3x or just because of her, but whatever the reason, it made the common saying “masturbating feels better than s3x” vanish in an instant. Her pvssy felt incredible.

Her pvssy, which was wrapped around my p3nis, was twitching like a living thing.

Honestly, the sensation alone was almost enough to make me cum, but I didn’t want to waste it like that. I was having unprotected s3x with a beautiful white woman right now.

“Ah…Oh, my god…”

I was in a pinch, but she seemed to be in a pinch too.

Even if she was an experienced prostitute, I wonder if having s3x without a condom felt good.

“Are you OK?”

She looked like she was in pain, so I showed some concern. Even if we were doing it for money, s3x is still a team effort. I couldn’t just keep going if she was hurting.

“All right! I’m O.K!!!”

She looked like she was in a lot of pain, but she was strong-willed. She was a professional. Maybe I, a mere Japanese virgin, don’t need to worry. If that’s the case. I’ll just follow my desire and thrust in.

“AHHHH!!!”

I gripped her slim waist tightly and lowered her hips all the way.

She immediately let out an intense cry.

I felt my glans being pinched deep inside her. Is this what they call the G-spot—the opening to the womb?

“Amazing…” I couldn’t help but be impressed.

The sensation of the vaginal walls enveloping my c0ck was incredibly pleasurable, but the cervix’s gentle tap against my c0ck gave me exquisite excitement.

Despite the overwhelming majority of contact being with the vaginal walls, the slightest touch on the head felt amazing. s3x really is full of surprises.

Looking closer, I saw that her beautiful eyes were moist. Did I thrust too hard?

It was my first time, so I might have hurt her. I had to be careful. But no matter how cautious I tried, an incredible amount of pleasure hit me, and my reason nearly disappeared.

I never knew s3x could feel this good.

I never had any opportunities to have s3x, so what if it became a habit?

“Is this okay? I’m going to start moving my hips now.”

I no longer had the time to speak my broken English. Nevertheless, she nodded her head. Maybe she understood Japanese.

As a professional prostitute, she may have to deal with a Japanese guy like me. Maybe she learned it then.

“AHH! Wait! Wait!!”

With her permission, I started thrusting in earnest.

I lifted her slender waist to create space, driving my p3nis in as deep as I could from below. I thought the cowgirl position was female-dominated, but it seemed like men could be the aggressors too.

The head of my p3nis scraped against her vaginal walls, while the tip knocked against her cervix.

When I pulled out and thrust in, I was hit with incredible pleasure. It felt incredible just to have it inserted, but when I started to move my hips, an indescribable pleasure flooded over me. I felt like I was going to lose consciousness along with my p3nis.

To put it simply, it was amazing.

“Stop! Stop it!”

She was yelling something, but my hips were no longer stopping.

In the face of this much pleasure, there was no way I could stop having s3x.

“AHH! AHHH!‼︎”

Her vaginal walls contracted again and again.

She must have an incredible v4g1na, to be squeezing me so tightly during s3x. A true professional.

“Can I cum now?”

I know it’s rude to cum when the other person hasn’t. But even I was at my limit.

Her v4g1na was beyond pleasurable.

She nodded again to my question in Japanese. It seemed she understood Japanese.

Does the fact that she permitted me here mean that I can cum inside her?

She’s a professional, so I guess she’s using birth control pills or something.

“Well, I’ll make you cum as hard as I can.”

Even if you can’t make your partner cum, it’s a man’s duty to at least make her feel good with all his might.

I decided that until I came, I would thrust into her with even more force than before.

“AH! AHH!!”

I pushed her down on a pile of garbage and thrust into her cervix repeatedly in the missionary position.

Her intense moans echoed through the alley. People on the street might have heard us shouting that loudly, but no one would have thought that a white woman and a Japanese man were having s3x in a garbage can.

Her beautiful face was distorted with pleasure. I wonder if someone like me, a virgin, could make her feel good.

“Oh! I’m cumming!!”

As I thrust my hips hard, she wrapped her slender, beautiful legs around my waist.

It was like we were having s3x as lovers, and I almost got the wrong idea. The other person was a professional prostitute whose name I didn’t even know, and this was a relationship based on money.

But when I saw her greedy face, I got the wrong idea. That she was in love with me. That she was asking me for a passionate kiss.

“Hmm…”

“Ah…”

Continuing my intense hip movements, I intertwined my tongue with hers.

Our tongues intertwined so intensely. As we exchanged passionate saliva,

I remembered that this was my first kiss. She put her arms around my back. It felt like we were lovers.

Feeling the touch of her tongue on top.

Feeling the touch of her vaginal walls directly on the bottom, I felt like I was really in a relationship with her, and continued having raw s3x with the beautiful white woman.

And then,

“Ahh! I’m cumming! I’m cumming inside you!”

With a feeling of ejaculation that was about to erase my consciousness, I declared to her.

Normally, I would never talk down to an older woman, but it just happened naturally.

“Oh! Cumming! Cumming!”

The muscles inside her tightened around me.

She must have felt my orgasm coming from my p3nis.

“Oh! It feels so good!”

My balls hit her crotch, making a satisfying thumping sound.

I was at my limit too. I want to explode inside her like this!

“Oh! I’m coming! I’m coming!”

“Oh, Fvck! Fvck me JAP!!”

“Aah!”

The sensation of orgasm was so intense, it felt like everything else would disappear.

My mind went completely blank.

In my hazy consciousness, all I can sense is the feeling of her v4g1na squeezing my p3nis and her moans.

And then, the otherworldly euphoria of the ejaculated semen knocking on her uterus.

The pleasure of ejaculating inside continues. It was the first time I realized that ejaculation felt so good.

“Oh, my god…”

As I watched her face distorted with pleasure up close, I enjoyed the sensation of cumming inside her.

It went on for at least ten seconds.

Wave after wave, there was no end in sight.

It felt like I’d been having s3x with her all this time just to be able to cum inside her.

That’s how long and intense the ejaculation was.

“Ah…”

As I pulled my p3nis out of her v4g1na, a huge amount of semen oozed out.

It was such a large amount of milky white liquid that I couldn’t believe I had cum all by myself.

Cream pie.

That’s what they call it in English, I’ve heard.

She’s right. The thick semen does look like cream. They’ve got a point.

She said something in English.

Her breathing was shallow and labored. My s3x must have been too rough. I need to learn to treat women more gently.

She’s a pro all right. She probably won’t stop until I cum.

Seeing such a beautiful woman serving me so attentively gets me going again.

Honestly, I feel like I could ejaculate five or six more times with her.

“Okay. Since this is how it is, I’ll make you cum no matter what.”

“Wait!”

I mimic what I’ve seen before, getting her on all fours.

From behind. A back-entry position.

In English, it’s called the doggy style.

It’s a position meant for animals, not people.

“Here I go.”

“Ahh!!”

With my c0ck once again invigorated, I thrust into her from behind. Her pure white back arched back like a bow.

Of course, this was my first time experiencing this position, but it was very exciting because the man had the advantage over the woman.

The woman exposes her genitals and anus to the man, and above all, she is completely defenseless.

Getting her on all fours, like a dog, isn’t bad either.

“Ah, fvck me. Fvck me, baby.”

As I pounded my hips into her pure white ass again and again, I enjoyed the feeling of her pvssy from behind.

Since I was entering her from the exact opposite angle, the feeling of my p3nis and head hitting her was different and fresh.

After I’d been thrusting from behind for a while, she started to scream something in English. I couldn’t understand what she was saying, but it sounded like she’d given up on something, and was also saying something with a hint of desperation.

I continued to fvck her from then on. If anything had changed since that scream, it was her attitude. She had been letting herself be held back until then, but now she started to move her hips on her own and even asked for kisses.

In the end, she even volunteered to lick my assh0le, which would be humiliating for a white woman.

She’s a true professional. She’ll do anything to get money. I might have to learn from her professionalism.

But then…

“Look at!”

A familiar male voice echoed through the alley.

I looked down and saw the black man who had been using a scam girl to get money from me looking up at me.

“Sh1t! Sh1t! Sh1t!”

I don’t know how long I’d been searching, but I’d been unlucky and found by them.

I hurriedly put on my underwear and pants, then used a ladder to climb to the second floor of the building.

Luckily, it seemed they hadn’t found her yet. It should be fine to leave her here.

Besides, staying put was more dangerous for me. I had to get out of there fast.

“Please wait!”

She was yelling something.

But I didn’t have time for that. If I took too long, they’d circle inside the building and come after me.

I turned back once to look at her neat face.

She was still as pretty as a Hollywood actress.

Having such a beauty as my first time might be something I could brag about for years to come.

“Thank you!”

That was the only part I could make out.

Thank you.

I had no idea what she was thanking me for, but I thanked her too, and left the place.

As I was running through the streets at full speed, being chased by those guys, I remembered I still hadn’t paid her. But there was no way I could go back and pay now. Under the evening sky, I sprinted through the streets of Los Angeles like my life depended on it.

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Day 2: Los Angeles International Airport to Downtown Los Angeles

• • Distance Traveled: 2 km (Total: 2 km)

 

• • Mode of Transportation: Walking

 

• • Currency Exchange: 119,165 yen -> $1,048

 

• • Money on Hand: $1,048

 

• • Expenses:
    • • ESTA: -$14

 

• • Remaining Balance: $1,034 (+803,567 yen)

 

• • People Encountered So Far:
    • • Catherine McBride (27)

Additional Note: Daisuke mistakenly thought he was on 5th Street, but 5th Street is over 10 km away from Los Angeles International Airport. In reality, he was just in a random alley.