Sex is the Best Way to Learn About Other Cultures. - Chapter 2

“I won’t pay you, but I’ll give you s3x.”

 

When a tall, slender white woman appears before me, addressing me with that line while I’m wearing my usual placard, it’s natural to suspect some kind of prank.

She had dark blonde hair, which is quite common here. Her semi-long hair reached past her shoulders, and she was a beautiful white woman with a clean-cut face who was undoubtedly beautiful even by Japanese aesthetic standards.

Though slightly shorter than me, her waist is far more prominent. Her clear waistline and the shape of her br3asts are visible even from a distance.

She’d probably look stunning even through a camera lens.

A woman like that spoke to me.

I’d already been set up in a honey trap by Sarah in Los Angeles. People who trick naive YouTubers into giving them money probably exist in every world. Considering the whole situation, it was clear to anyone that she was approaching me with some kind of malicious intent.

 

“I think this is a good deal for you too, would you like to have a drink?”

 

The woman who invited me seemed genuinely kind-hearted. She didn’t look like a scammer at all, but the circumstances insisted otherwise.

She has a nice figure. She has a big bust. She’s exceptionally beautiful. I’d be happy to have s3x with her.

If you think about it rationally, the only explanation is that this was a scam.

 

“Uh, I’ll be in trouble if I don’t get paid… I’m using this money for my travel expenses…”

 

I pleaded with her in my poor English.

With such beauty offering to have s3x with you, any man would jump at the chance. I could almost hear people saying that, but I had to be cautious for certain reasons.

First of all, in each state, I was only allowed to have s3x once. If I really had s3x with her, and she didn’t pay me, that would mean she valued my s3x at $0.

In a normal project, such a situation might be overlooked, but the one reviewing my case is Sarah. That very same Sarah. I can already see her mercilessly rejecting my plea that “I only had personal s3x with her—it has nothing to do with the project.” Those black-suited men, I don’t know where they lurk, are ready to pounce. Forcing me to comply would be child’s play for them.

In other words, no matter how beautiful she is, once she says she won’t pay, I mustn’t have s3x with anyone. That act would ultimately be like tightening a noose around my neck.

 

“Do you think your s3x is that valuable?” 

 

The beautiful woman was astonished, with a look of disdain on her face.

I know it’s downright absurd that in a pairing of a beauty and a beast, the beast is the one getting paid.

Normally, I’d be the one kneeling down and begging, and yet I’d still be scorned.

 

“Despite my appearance, I’m quite confident in my s3x skills. I’m certain I could take you to heaven in twenty minutes, but is that still not enough?”

 

Her attitude overflowed with confidence, not just in her style and looks, but in her sexual prowess.

Seeing her demeanor, I somehow had a hunch that she, too, must be someone who makes a living from s3x. With a figure and looks like that, she’d be in high demand in that kind of world.

I also make a living from s3x, but in reality, it’s a low-margin business, and I can’t even flatter myself by saying I do it professionally.

So, how could someone like me possibly compete with a true professional in s3x, if what she said was true?

I could see her making me cum in no time, and begging for forgiveness. After all, I’d only ever had s3x with amateur white women up until now.

 

“How about this? Let’s have a thirty-minute trial fvck right now to see who’ll pay. I was going to do it for free anyway, but since you’re so insistent, I’ll change my mind. If your s3x is better than mine, I’ll pay you whatever you want. If mine’s better, you pay me. Deal?”

 

A professional woman. A s3x competition.

It was already a hopeless battle, but to follow the rules of this journey and earn money, I had to gamble on that slim chance.

 

‘I’ll pay… how much?’

 

I asked nervously. That was the most important part. After all, I only had $170 left for my trip.

 

“How much do you have?”

 

“All my money… this is all I have.”

 

Feeling embarrassed, I showed her my last 100 dollar bill and a few 10 dollar bills. I expected her to laugh and say, “That pathetic amount isn’t even worth discussing,” but instead…

 

“That’s fine. If my s3x is better, you’ll give me that hundred-dollar bill. If your s3x is better, I’ll pay you whatever amount you want.”

 

I never expected her to agree. Did she believe she couldn’t lose in a s3x competition? Or was this just another scam where verbal promises meant nothing?

Georgia, the second state where I came to America.

In Savannah, a coastal town near the border with South Carolina, I’d already found my second s3x partner.

 

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“Let’s get started. Thirty minutes for now. I won’t refuse anything except violence.”

 

She led me to her apartment, and within thirty seconds, she was completely naked.

As expected, she possessed an incredibly beautiful figure.

Her skin was dazzlingly white like a Caucasian woman, and her waist and long legs were perfect for a model.

Her br3asts, while not quite the size of a bombshell’s, were still generously curved, each peak crowned with a vivid pink n1pple and areola. Their shape and firmness were naturally exquisite, making me feel as if I were gazing at the Venus of Milo herself.

Her butt was plump and firm, as is typical of Westerners. Still, it wasn’t a big butt, and it still fell within the realm of beauty.

Her crotch was naturally hairless, with a line so beautiful it was hard to believe she was an adult. The color and shape were truly that of a goddess’s pvssy.

At this point, it was more than likely that she was a honey trap. If she was trying to have s3x with me because she wanted to, that would be a miracle that would turn the world on its head.

If I touched her or created any “fait accompli” situation, I might be billed an amount I could never pay in a lifetime.

The fact that she took off her clothes as soon as I came into the room could also be interpreted as her not wanting the strong men in the back to notice.

Most importantly, if I were a woman born with her looks and figure, I’d never settle for a job that didn’t capitalize on those assets.

What she’s doing is unfair, but I can understand why she feels this way.

Just seeing her body in full view was worth a million-dollar experience.

 

“Will you strip too? You look like you’re confident about your d1ck.”

 

How could I possibly feel confident after seeing such a beautiful body? I’m not muscular, and my short legs make me look like a stocky guy. Some college girls even called me a Neanderthal, and I even thought that was a bit harsh.

If I had to find something positive, my build is sturdy, and my p3nis is on the larger side for a Japanese man. But I’m not so vain that I could confidently strip naked in front of this goddess-like woman.

Still, not undressing wasn’t an option. Feeling deeply embarrassed, I stripped off my clothes and lowered my underwear to the floor before her.

 

“Just Asian…” 

 

She said, taking a breath.

I don’t know what she meant by that, but it’s an insult if you think about it normally.

Asian men have small penises. Their s3x is boring.

It would be a lie to say I hadn’t been looked at that way by white women during this trip.

Perhaps she enjoys humiliating Asian men while having s3x with them.

Even as this perverted and special hobby crossed my mind, when she knelt on the floor and said, “Let’s get started,” a completely natural thought for a Japanese man took over my head: if I could have s3x with this woman, then I didn’t care about that anymore.

If I could have private s3x with this goddess-like white woman, then I didn’t care how much money she asked me for later.

 

“Mmm—”

 

Without any resistance, she took my c0ck into her mouth and began moving up and down.

The moment she engulfed my entire glans and the top fifth of my shaft, I immediately knew she wasn’t an amateur.

Her warm mouth didn’t just envelop my c0ck; she used both her tongue and lips to massage it, quickly hardening my member.

 

“So hard…”

 

Hard.

I’ve heard that assessment often here. Japanese penises are smaller than Westerners’, so they’re harder. It’s a well-known fact, but are our penises really that hard? On the other hand, it could be said that our only good point is our hardness, but she used her palms to massage my erect shaft over and over again, as if to check how hard I was.

 

(Handjob-fellatio? This is insane…)

 

This intense handjob massage, unlike anything I’ve experienced before, already has my lower body writhing. The technique rivals what I learned when kidnapped by the Colombian brothel and taught by professional ladies.

Her hands move independently, crawling over my c0ck. Balls, shaft, glans, head, even my anus at times. Her saliva-smoothed fingers slither across my most intimate areas in relentless exploration.

Her tongue slithered around, taking me almost to the base, each movement massaging my shaft with her lips’ perfect pressure.

The wet smacking sounds had become routine, and this heavenly blowjob made me feel ready to spill my deepest secrets.

 

“If you’re going to cum, cum quickly.”

 

The goddess looked up as she massaged my scrotum. What on earth was she after? Her handjob was so good that I didn’t care about such questions.

 

“Touch my hair.”

 

“Eh?”

 

I was confused by her sudden request, but I did as I was told and combed her silky hair with my fingers. She continued to ask with her eyes, so I gathered her hair up in my palm a little roughly and enjoyed the silky feel.

While the white woman was giving me a blowjob, I unintentionally reached for the back of her head.

I thought she’d get angry, but I was carried away by my momentary desire and grabbed the back of her head and pushed my p3nis in a little further.

 

(This is dangerous…)

 

A strange feeling arose at this somewhat rough act, which I had never done before.

It felt like I was forcing a woman to give me a blowjob, yet she showed no intention of stopping. If anything, she seemed to take me deeper than before.

It was as if she were guiding me.

I continued to hold onto the back of her head and used her as a tool for ejaculation.

 

“Ahhh–!!”

 

Unable to bear the excessive pleasure, I pulled out my p3nis from her mouth and, prepared to be scolded, spurted semen all over her body.

The milky white liquid of pleasure released from my testicles was released through my shaft onto the white beauty’s face and bust.

The semen released from my excretory hole gradually dirtied her chest, each successive spurt staining her fair skin.

 

Clearly, there was a lot more than usual.

The milky white fluid, even its raw stench noticeable to me, quickly drenched the beauty until she became thoroughly coated in semen.

 

“What a cumshot…”

 

The forceful ejaculation left her momentarily stunned.

Was her gaping mouth frozen in shock at my rudeness? Or did it hold some deeper meaning? Staring at the male organ she’d been holding moments before, she silently began taking my p3nis into her mouth again.

 

“Mmm… Mmm…”

 

This time, the blowjob grew even more intense and passionate.

Kneeling on all fours on the bed, she took my standing p3nis into her mouth, massaging it with her lips alone while producing loud, wet sounds.

Without bothering to wipe the semen from her nose or br3asts, she continued massaging my p3nis with her mouth, completely focused on the task.

 

“Ah! I’m gonna cum!”

 

Overwhelmed by the intensely pleasurable blowjob, I came for the second time, this time releasing directly into her throat.

The endless stream of semen flowed into her mouth with a wet squelch.

This sacred space, normally reserved for food and drink, was being defiled by something more intimate than urine.

 

“Mmm, mmn…”

 

She swallowed it all down as if it were nothing.

Against an opponent like this, there was no way I could win in s3x. After all, she hadn’t even reached climax once.

 

“Come on, Asian…”

 

Getting on all fours, she turns her beautiful pvssy towards me with a longing look on her face.

This is a trap. There’s no way I can win after fucking this goddess. The warning in my head was quickly drowned out by my instinct to thrust my raw c0ck into her beautiful slit. Even if I had to pay a million dollars later, as a man, now was the time to insert my stiff c0ck into this goddess’s pvssy.

 

“Ah, ahhh…”

 

I sink my erect c0ck into her exposed pvssy. Contrary to my assumption that she’d be a professional, her pvssy proves surprisingly tight, clenching around my shaft with noticeable resistance.

 

What kind of vaginal pressure is this?

 

The sensation of her inner folds is vividly transmitted. Every part of my raw p3nis is entwined with her flesh, forcing me to remember that I’m now connected to this goddess’s cunt. The constriction feels exactly like when I was with Sarah or Silvia.

Since she could do it so effortlessly as an adult, she was truly and undeniably a s3x professional.

 

“I’ve got it… I’ll never let go.”

 

Although she looked uneasy, the goddess completely took my p3nis into her lower mouth. At this point, I realized that I didn’t know her name. I was wondering whether to ask her before I started moving my hips, when she turned around with my p3nis still in her pvssy,

 

“Ashly Henderson…”

 

She introduced herself to me in probably the most obscene way in the world. As a courtesy, I also introduced myself as Daisuke Sakagami,

 

“Ahh!”

 

Before I could finish the “gami” part, I began pistoning into Ashly.

To be honest, I couldn’t hold back.

The sensation of her tightness and the way her folds engulfed me was simply too good. I had to know what would happen if I kept thrusting inside her.

The result was exactly what I’d imagined – absolute perfection.

Her twisting, clinging folds almost scratched my p3nis as they clenched around it, hungrily devouring my p3nis.

 

(It feels too good –)

 

This woman’s pvssy was on another level.

She was undoubtedly a pro. Without a doubt, she was here to squeeze every last drop of semen from my balls.

 

“Ahh! Ashley!”

 

I addressed the woman with an ambiguous age, calling her by her first name, and already I was waving the white flag.

In other words, my pistoning motion was ready to ejaculate at any moment. Facing a pvssy that could make me cum in three thrusts, I began mercilessly pounding deep inside her.

 

“Ms. Ashley’s pvssy… It’s seriously insane—”

 

What a tight pvssy.

It’s not just tightness; it’s a precise clampdown on my most sensitive areas, squeezing with surgical accuracy.

During the s3x that felt so good I thought to myself that this was what a pvssy could do, what a professional could do.

 

“Ah!! OH MY GOD!!”

 

What surprised me was that Ashley herself was also in a state of disarray.

I’d expected her to tease me with something like, “Is this all it takes to make you cry out? Japanese men are so fragile.”

Yet before me stood not a goddess gazing down with cool detachment, but a white beauty writhing on all fours, her pale buttocks trembling as my p3nis plunged deep into her.

 

“Ah… I’m cumming…”

 

Mrs. Ashley moaned, her face contorted in a plea for release. Though I was equally close to climax, I’d expected her to reach orgasm only after five or six of my own ejaculations.

 

“Ah! What a s3x…”

 

She clutched the bedsheets as I thrust into her from behind. The sight of her full br3asts swaying with each penetration was breathtakingly beautiful, while the rhythmic collision of our hips made her pale buttocks undulate with an otherworldly sensuality.

What’s more, what she was holding in her lower mouth was my p3nis.

Through the intimate connection of our mucous membranes, I was the one entwined with her, while she was the one gasping those bewitching moans as my glans scraped against her inner walls.

This was truly a blessing.

I was so glad I’d come back to America.

 

“AH!! WHAT’S THIS!?”

 

Feeling carried away, I lifted her body up while still in the doggy style position, so that we were in a reverse cowgirl position, thrusting upward from below.

 

The weight of a grown white woman pressed against me, Ms. Ashley’s soft buttocks squishing against my abdomen. The thrusting motion naturally drove me deeper inside her. I surrendered to the momentum, pounding upward with frenzy.

 

“OH MY GOD!! IS THIS ASIAN SEX!?”

 

Ms. Ashley arched her pale back, moaning as she gazed upward. Through the curve of her spine, I glimpsed her ample br3asts swaying rhythmically. Each collision between my stomach and her flesh produced dry, hollow slapping sounds that echoed through the room.

 

“I’m sorry! I’m cumming!”

 

She climaxed with an apology. Amidst this unexpected modesty, I felt her pvssy clenching around me with unprecedented intensity.

I felt her pvssy clenching around my raw c0ck, and I was relieved that I managed to last longer than her.

But the truth was, I was barely hanging on by myself.

With a goddess-like pvssy squeezing me like this, there was no way I could hold back much longer.

 

“Ashley! I’m gonna cum too!”

 

I shouted in Japanese as I kicked into my final sprint. The piston-like thrusts lifted her body repeatedly, letting me grind against her cervix at the perfect angle for maximum pleasure.

 

“Ahh! I’m gonna cum!!”

 

Giving in to the pleasure, I ejaculated mercilessly into her. I hadn’t asked permission to cum inside her, but I’d never been scolded for cumming inside a white woman’s uterus without her permission. That just goes to show how prevalent the free s3x culture is in this country.

 

“Ahh!! ASIAN CUMSHOT!!”

 

As I came, Ashley’s pvssy clenched around me. It might have been a coincidence that our climaxes aligned, but the timing was so perfect that I emptied every drop of semen from my balls into her womb in one powerful thrust.

 

Ahh… it feels good…

I never knew it would feel so good to cum inside a beautiful white woman.

I’d thought it before, but the sentiment struck me again now.

s3x with white women had become an integral part of my daily life, impossible to separate.

 

“AHH!! AH!!”

 

I quickly recovered and continued having s3x with her as usual.

Ashley showed no signs of refusing, instead encouraging me to insert myself, rub her br3asts, and kiss her with my tongue.

 

“AH… I accept defeat, Daisuke. Your s3x is better…”

 

After nearly half an hour of s3x, she admitted defeat. Truth be told, our coupling was so pleasurable that I’d considered offering to pay her, but she silenced me with a kiss before thrusting her hips against me in the face-to-face position.

As you know, this is the position where her br3asts are in front of your face. I buried my face in Ashley’s firm br3asts and writhed in agony at the movement of her folds of flesh that seemed to wrap around me as usual.

 

“Ah, sorry… I’m cumming too.”

 

Another orgasm.

She whispered in my ear, her body convulsing with spasms.

Did I really win this s3x battle against her?

As I began to think so, I responded by ejaculating a little later after five thrusts. Of course, without a condom. My semen was heading for Ashley’s uterus.

 

“Can we… keep doing this all night? I’ll absolutely regret it if you don’t cum inside me at least twenty more times.”

 

As we embraced each other in a face-to-face cowgirl position like lovers, embracing as she passionately sought me out. Twenty times was quite a crazy number, but my balls assured me it would be no problem against her.

 

“Wow! Strong testicles.”

 

As if reading my mind, Ashley grabbed my balls and shook them while speaking.

Never would I have believed five years ago that a day would come when a white beauty would be massaging my balls like this.

 

“AH!! JAPANESE COCK!!”

 

Of course, I ended up cumming inside Ashley thirty-five times over the course of three days and three nights.

 

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“Thank you, Daisuke. …I really want to continue living with you like this, but that’s not possible.”

 

The morning after three days, we had been having s3x almost endlessly, with breaks and sleep in between, and after ejaculating nearly forty times, we finally felt that we had reached our physical limits and decided to call it a day.

However, after that, we had nearly three hours of pillow talk and ended up ejaculating eight more times.

 

“I’m sorry. I have to go to the next town…”

 

Ashley put her arms around my neck and pressed her firm br3asts against my chest. I shook off my reluctance to leave her with a heavy heart and prioritized the continuation of the project. In truth, I was already addicted to having s3x with her, but if Ashley’s pvssy kept sucking me dry, I would really be putting down roots in this place.

 

“Ugh. During s3x, you’re either a beast or a god, but why are you so lacking in confidence normally? You’ve completely tricked me.”

 

Ashley stared in disbelief before turning her attention to the small camera on the table. It was just like with Eva—women who’ve slept with me always seem so cooperative with this YouTube project.

 

“I think you all saw it, but this guy is really sneaky. Even if you’re Asian, you’d think you could win against a dull guy like this.”

 

Ashley continued to speak in English and glanced at me. Then she said something to the camera again, and then she said,

 

“Can I give you one last farewell blow job? I’ve been getting your sperm in my uterus so much that I’ve only been able to drink most of it at the beginning.” 

 

“Eh, Ashley–“

 

Without waiting for my consent, she took my p3nis into her mouth.

She then started to service my p3nis.

 

“Mmm… mmm…”

 

More gently and slowly than during s3x, as if reluctant to part with my p3nis.

The blowjob was slow, deep, and long, and took an hour before I ejaculated.

I felt like I was reluctantly looking at Ashley with her face buried in my crotch, and I didn’t want to be separated from her, so I held back my final ejaculation as long as I could.

As a result, I ejaculated a huge amount, the largest amount I’ve ejaculated in a while.

 

“It’s cruel to give this at the very end. Well, I was happy to be covered in your semen, though.”

 

Ashley had managed to swallow the first shot, but surrendered completely to the subsequent spurts, letting my cum coat her entire body. Covered in my fluids, she somehow looked genuinely delighted.

That was my farewell to Ashley in Georgia.

The next day, I was stunned by the amount deposited into my designated account. But when I saw the actual amount handed to me by the men in black, I was even more shocked. It was clearly much less than what had been deposited.

According to the men in black, Sarah said, “Daisuke’s earnings were unexpectedly too high, so we had to lower the rate to one-hundredth to make it workable.”

Is that even possible?

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Savannah, Georgia

s3x Partner: Ashly Henderson (25)

Deposited Compensation: $80,720 (Approx. 8,880,000 Yen)

 

Actual Payment: $807.2

Profit and Loss Statement

 

Day 2:

McDonald’s at Miami Station: -$8.1

Amtrak (Silver Service) Miami to Savannah Regular Ticket: -$88

Hot dog and soda bought for train ride: -$3.5

 

Day 3:

Savannah Station: Unpalatable breakfast/lunch sandwich and cola -$5

Twelve hours spent loitering at the station and park with zero project collaborators

Fatigued from the long journey, compromised, and stayed at a motel for one night -$70

 

Day 4

Breakfast: Single McDonald’s item and water -$3

<i>Engaging in intercourse with Ashly</i>

Received food for free at Ashly’s apartment

 

Day 7

Reward from Ashly (one-hundredth of the total) +$807.2

Remaining balance $974.6

Route: Miami → Savannah

Next destination: South Carolina

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