Sex is the Best Way to Learn About Other Cultures. - Chapter 3

“Mike, do you think this dress looks better?”

Standing in front of a pure white wedding dress, seeking my fiancé’s opinion.

After successfully introducing ourselves to each other’s parents, we got engaged a week later and are now here to discuss our wedding.

“Yes, it’s absolutely stunning, Stephanie. I wish I could dress you in every gown in this room.”

“Geez, if you keep doing that, no matter how much time we have to change outfits, it won’t be enough, will it?”

My boyfriend, Mike, was a handsome Caucasian man.

He was kind, gentlemanly, and incredibly understanding.

“You two look great together!”

The female coordinator said, her voice tinged with envy.

From the moment he proposed until today, I’d been living in a state of perfect happiness.

There was nothing lacking in my life.

(……I’m staring at another black-haired Asian man again)

I saw an Asian youth walking outside the showroom—a stranger—and followed him with my eyes for just a moment.

Not that I had anything to say about that young man. Mike was many times more handsome than he.

But…

(When it comes to s3x, I doubt I’ll ever have an experience that surpasses that day…)

A few months ago, I picked up a white girl named Sarah who was hitchhiking, and a Japanese guy named Daisuke.

Before I knew it, they’d started having s3x in the car. Overwhelmed by the sight and smell of his impressive p3nis, I found myself having s3x with him—even though I had a boyfriend named Mike.

Daisuke’s c0ck was unbelievably massive, and his semen seemed inexhaustible.

Most importantly, his sexual technique was on another level. In about an hour of s3x, he made me climax nearly fifty times.

With Mike, it was one. At most, three. But he came inside me over a dozen times, each release sending me to heaven.

Truly, it was the work of God.

The strange lack of guilt I felt after sleeping with him must have been because both his p3nis and s3x itself existed in another dimension.

(If I could meet him again someday…)

While trying on a pure white wedding dress, I daydreamed about such things.

If he ever comes to America again someday, and I get the chance to pick him up by car just like before…

“I bet he’d still fvck me even if I wore a wedding ring on my finger…”

“Huh? Did you say something?”

The stylist helping me try on the dress asked, and I shook my head. “No.”

This was my secret.

To be honest, even now, Sarah still sends me emails urging me to have s3x, but when that time comes, I’ll just have intense s3x with him again to keep things clean and without strings, and then I’ll go back home to Mike with a nonchalant look on my face.

I’ve already made the simulation for this in my head.

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◆Character Profile◆

Name: Stephanie Reed

Country of Origin: United States

Age: 22 years

Height: 172 cm

Weight: 54 kg

Bust: E cup

Male Experience: Three men, including her former boyfriend and fiancé Mike, plus Daisuke

A white woman raised in a moderately wealthy family.

She grew up without particular hardships, graduated from an average university, and secured employment at a decently reputable company.

Possesses the typical discriminatory sentiments common among white American women. Nothing extreme, just the assumption that her husband would naturally be a white man.

She lived a life free of hardships, content in her happiness, but she was caught up in an irregular encounter with Daisuke, and learned what a real fvck is.

She doesn’t think about it in her everyday life, but at random moments, memories of s3x with Daisuke come back to her, and she can’t help but want to have s3x with an Asian man.

As long as no mistakes occur, everything should be fine. That depends entirely on her future behavior.

◆Evaluation of Daisuke◆

Honestly, I never knew such a man existed.

I realized the world I’d seen until now was so small. I’d like to live outside America at least once, but I wonder what Mike would say about that.

Well… I suppose you could call him a top-grade man. To put it crudely, a first-class stud. Anyway, his s3x was incredible.

◆A message to readers◆

Could you recommend some great tourist spots in Japan?

Also, are all Japanese men’s penises that big?

Since no one’s watching right now, could you secretly lower your pants for me?