(What am I doing…?)

 

After a night’s sleep, I woke up with somewhat calmer thoughts.

Yesterday, I taught driving lessons to an Asian man Emma had brought along.

That was just a normal job. The fact that he was an unimpressive Asian man might be noteworthy, but in this country, where people of all races gather, such things are commonplace.

Still, it was my first time nearly dying from a student’s driving. But since I work with cars, I suppose I should have been prepared for some level of risk.

But no matter how you look at it, jerking off a student with your hand is completely unacceptable.

I was angry about nearly getting killed, but even I don’t understand how that led to me jerking him off.

To add insult to injury, I ended up getting covered in his semen.

Rather than being splashed with it, I splashed it on myself.

Not just my face, but my cleavage and hair too—covered in cum. As an American, or rather, a White person, I’d been reduced to a humiliating spectacle.

But what I did after that was go home and masturbate.

Remembering that impossible amount of cum from that guy, I pleasured myself over and over again.

It was so humiliating that I couldn’t believe that I was so turned on by an Asian man’s p3nis that I masturbated five times.

Probably because it’d been so long since I’d seen a man’s c0ck.

For an Asian with a small d1ck, it was surprisingly big—just a little surprising, that’s all.

When I calmed down and looked at it rationally, it probably wasn’t that impressive.

It just meant I was desperate for men.

That in itself is shameful, but it doesn’t mean I was charmed by that guy.

Absolutely not.

Definitely not.

That’s just how it is.

Otherwise, I’d never have ended up covered in Asian semen.

But thinking about that makes today’s driving lesson feel like a burden.

It didn’t matter who it was, and even if it was a momentary lapse of judgment, the fact is that I made that man ejaculate.

If he tries that same act today, I might actually kill that Asian bastard this time.

Stay calm, Alex.

Killing him is out of the question. I’d get a criminal record and lose my job.

If I have to do something, I’ll just work him over during the lesson until he gives up on getting his license.

Keep calm.

Don’t look at his lower body.

Just do your job like normal, Alex.

He’s just another student. It’d be stranger if something weird happens.

So, pretending to be as calm as possible, I decided to face today’s work.

He’s just some plain Asian guy.

It’s crazy to want to have s3x with him.

 

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

 

“Let’s begin.”

 

I did my best to avoid looking at the man as I climbed into the passenger seat of the station wagon.

The man was still half-asleep, and driving in this state was dangerous, but I had personal reasons for prioritizing this—maintaining appearances.

 

“E-etto…”

 

As expected, the man was flustered. Of course, he would be. I made him ejaculate yesterday.

Naturally, he must have been anticipating something similar happening today.

But today, I would focus solely on driving instruction.

I didn’t want him to even think about touching his thing.

 

“I don’t care about what happened yesterday. What I care about is you getting your driver’s license quickly so you can get out of my sight.”

 

So I deliberately acted nonchalantly.

Dry. Businesslike.

You’re the student, I’m the instructor.

Nothing more.

 

“Surprisingly, he’s not too bad at driving.”

 

Contrary to expectations, the man didn’t have major issues with driving.

He didn’t mind the differences in American and Japanese laws, and could drive fairly safely if I taught him. Well, there are a lot of students like that, but this was unexpected for me because I had judged him to be a “dull guy” based on his appearance.

 

“Huh? Are you serious?”

 

However, my favorable impression of the man vanished when we stopped at a drive-thru for lunch.

This guy was truly penniless, claiming he’d been surviving solely on the rewards from sleeping with White women.

That’s completely impossible. First of all, I seriously doubt any woman would want to have s3x with such a dull Asian guy.

 

“The car and three days’ worth of food were Emma’s payment.”

 

“Huh?”

 

The man’s unexpected counterclaim froze my thoughts.

He got this car by sleeping with Emma?

What kind of nonsense is this?

 

“I absolutely hate being lied to. Are you trying to say your s3x is that valuable?”

 

Just because his c0ck was slightly bigger, he thought he could act so cocky.

To be honest, when I first saw that c0ck, I was surprised too. I even got a little mesmerized.

But that was just a product of my frustrated desires—a momentary lapse in judgment.

 

“I… I don’t know… I just let luck handle the s3x. I can’t say whether I’ve really satisfied all those women before…”

 

His answer was so lacking in confidence. His English stumbled over the words. Hearing this, I became certain. This guy’s claim about sleeping with a White woman was a lie.

 

“Right. A pathetic Asian like you could never satisfy Emma.”

 

With that thought, I felt a sense of relief.

In truth, I’d been terrified that he might actually be some kind of s3x king.

He looked like a virgin, no matter how you looked at him. So why was I so scared?

 

“Today’s training session is over. Come back here tomorrow.”

 

Once I started thinking that way, the training progressed smoothly.

This guy was just an ordinary student after all.

Yesterday’s incident had been nothing more than a mistake.

 

“By the way, are you really okay not eating or drinking? If you starve to death here, I’m not taking responsibility.”

 

Seeing this guy living without food or drink made me feel sorry for him. Even when I offered to treat him, he’d refuse, citing some rules. Why was he even in America?

 

“I-I’m fine. I can go a week without eating.”

 

Suddenly, I realized the man was getting flustered.

For some reason, he seemed desperate to get me out of the car quickly, trying to end the conversation.

 

“What’s this smell? You didn’t clean up the semen from yesterday, did you?”

 

I joked about it to gauge his reaction. In the next moment, I bitterly regretted it.

The man’s crotch was bulging conspicuously.

It was so obvious even through his jeans.

That’s why he tried to kick me out of the car.

He wasn’t pressing my br3asts against him like he did yesterday.

He got excited and his d1ck swelled without even touching me.

Why the hell?

He was secretly turned on by being alone with me.

While he was driving so safely during the lesson, he was imagining fucking me with that stiff c0ck of his.

He wanted to violate me with that stupidly big d1ck.

I was beyond angry, I was dumbfounded.

How dare an Asian guy, some pathetic virgin, think he could make me feel good?

If he’s that cocky, I’ll test him myself.

If he can pull it off, then I’ll have s3x with him.

I’ll make him feel good with that stupid d1ck of his.

That’s the end of the driving lesson.

From now on, I’ll teach him what it means to be a man.

 

“Take your d1ck out.”

 

I gave the order as an instructor, forcing the man to expose his p3nis.

The moment he did, I was astonished by its size and strength.

My impression from yesterday was not a misconception born of sexual frustration.

By any measure, this man’s c0ck was truly magnificent.

It looked more masculine than any white man I’d fucked before.

 

“What do you want to do with me? Tell me.”

 

A final check of his intentions.

This suspicious man—did he really want s3x with me?

If he didn’t want to, this lesson was pointless. I would make him put away his manly thing right away.

But if he did want it, the lesson would be complete. Once he met my conditions, I’d have justification to fvck him.

Answer me.

Answer me now.

Tell me you want to have s3x with me.

Otherwise, it would seem like I’m the one-sidedly wanting to have s3x with him.

 

“I-I want to have s3x with you, Instructor.”

 

In a way, this was an expected answer. Unfazed, I simply replied, “I see.”

With his consent secured, all that remained was to dive into the lesson.

From here on out, it was all about whether I’d boil or roast him – entirely up to me.

 

“Trade places.”

 

I climbed into the driver’s seat to switch positions with the man. With one hand on the wheel, I began stroking his c0ck just as I had yesterday.

 

(Still as thick as ever.)

 

I could tell just by gripping it. Unprecedented girth. It was so hot that it felt like it was going to burn my palm, but was it just because of this guy’s p3nis or because I was excited?

What struck me most yesterday was how unbelievably hard his p3nis was.

Normally, the larger a man’s member grows, the softer it becomes. Yet this man’s monstrous erection maintained its terrifying size while remaining as rigid as stone.

The curved shaft stretched impossibly long, its massive girth matched only by the overwhelming presence of his glans and scrotum. Any woman would be utterly defenseless against such a weapon scraping inside her, let alone being filled by its semen.

 

“If you’re going to cum, spill it all. It’s not my car anyway, so I don’t care.”

 

If he was going to produce the same obscene quantity as yesterday, I needed to let him finish first. The mere thought of being splattered by that torrent had nearly driven me mad last time. I refused to repeat that mistake.

 

“Ahh!”

 

The next moment, the man ejaculated for the first time that day. His shaft throbbed, and an incredible amount of milky liquid was released from the tip.

 

(This is unbelievable…)

 

The semen splattered against the car’s windshield.

The quantity, the force—everything about it made me doubt this could come from a human. Was it because he was Asian? Or was this just his unique capability? Slightly shaken, I even activated the windshield wipers despite the mess being inside the car. Naturally, it was pointless.

 

“Why is it still hard?”

 

Even after releasing that much semen, the man’s c0ck remained rigid. It showed no sign of softening despite having just ejaculated. As if three or four rounds of ejaculation were normal, his p3nis remained completely unmoved.

 

“If you’re going to shoot, at least avoid the windshield. You’ll really cause an accident.”

 

Rubbing alone wouldn’t do, so I massaged his hardened member with my palm in a kneading motion. I had to do this or my hand would tire, considering I’m already driving. It’s not like I want to test this guy’s hardness or anything.

 

“S-so where else should I…?”

 

I was a little irritated by his flustered attitude. Why is he so sissy inside when he has such a manly thing hanging out? If he’s going to cum, he should cum on the floor, or through the door, or wherever.

 

“I guess I have no choice.”

 

Frustrated by his indecisiveness, I angrily turned his glans toward the driver’s seat.

As expected, his semen erupted at the perfect moment, covering my entire body. This time, it wasn’t just my face and chest—it coated every inch of me, from my lips to my nose, leaving no surface untouched by his male essence.

 

“Still smells like stupid semen. I showered last night, but it wouldn’t wash off at all.”

 

Whether I like it or not, I can’t help but remember last night’s masturbation.

The smell of this thing was so strong that it made my body heat up when I smelled it.

They always talk about animals marking their territory, but this guy’s sperm has me feeling like I’ve been marked myself.

 

“If it can still pump after this, it’s a real monster.”

 

My hands, naturally, are now covered in the sticky mess. When I use them to massage his p3nis, the damned thing regains about ninety percent of its hardness.

 

“What kind of monster d1ck do you have?”

Even I was shocked. It was still this hard after two shots. How limitless was this guy’s reproductive ability?

 

“My hands are getting tired, and it’s affecting my driving. You stroke yourself.”

 

I ordered the guy, having reached my limit.

The fatigue is just an excuse. If I touch this thing any more, I might lose my mind.

Of course, he was surprised. His expression clearly asked, “Are you asking me to jerk myself off?”

But the fact that his p3nis was rock-hard was undeniable. Even an outsider could tell that it wouldn’t subside unless he released it.

So the man, hesitating but determined, began stroking himself. An Asian guy whose name I hadn’t even bothered to remember was now working his own c0ck. Looking at the scene from an objective perspective, I thought it was utterly obscene. To see someone manually stroking that thing, trying to make it cum…

 

“You gonna cum or not?”

 

“I… can’t with just this…”

 

The man showed no signs of climaxing. Well, of course not. He’d already shot twice in quick succession, and now he was switching from my hand to self-service. Anyone who could cum under these circumstances would be the real freak.

 

“If you can pull off three more cums in this state, I’ll acknowledge your worth. Fail, and your driver’s ed training ends right here.”

 

Still, with this p3nis, ejaculation should be possible. Having made up my mind, I deliberately set out to incite the man.

If he couldn’t cum here, our relationship was over. On the other hand, if he could cum, I’d have no choice but to do what this man wanted.

 

“Ms. Alex…!”

Perhaps spurred by desperation, sensing the imperative need to ejaculate, the man began fervently stroking his shaft.

I know I had no right to say this after masturbating five times last night, but masturbation looks pretty stupid from the outside.

Yet in this man’s case, the formidable member between his legs drew my involuntary gaze. Despite driving, I kept stealing sideways glances, transfixed by the sight of his c0ck being worked.

 

“Alex! I’m about to come…!”

 

The sudden use of my name without honorifics made my heart skip a beat.

Don’t call me like we’re that close. It’s already hard enough to keep my eyes off your huge c0ck.

 

“Go ahead! Just cum all over me, Jap!”

 

I’m already at my wits’ end, cursing the man with a racial slur.

However, the words inside were a plea for more cum. I no longer had any hesitation in being covered in this guy’s semen.

 

“Ahh! It’s cumming!”

 

The Asian man’s semen shoots out as naturally as breathing. It was barely weaker than the first time, and covered half of my body in more milky white liquid.

 

(I’d normally kick his ass for that.)

 

The reason I’m so obedient after being marked with this Asian man’s come is because his semen has that much power.

The stench and quantity alone are enough to silence any woman.

How could anyone stay calm after getting sprayed with this?

 

“Two more times.”

 

As promised, I demanded two more ejaculations.

Normally, consecutive ejaculations within such a short time would be impossible.

But with this guy, I somehow felt a strange sense of confidence.

 

“Alex… That feels too good…”

 

This time, I stopped the forced masturbation and began stroking his shaft with my hand. I gently kneaded his balls, gripped his shaft firmly, and twisted his glans. I focused all my energy on making this man’s c0ck feel good.

 

“… it’s coming out.”

 

As I did this, his c0ck thickened again. Despite all the ejaculations, this guy still had enough to impregnate a woman.

 

“Wow… How much are you storing in there?”

 

This time, my palm was covered in semen, and I was shocked by how hot it was.

This guy might be able to cum ten more times. If that’s the case, how am I supposed to compete with this man?

 

“Ahh…”

 

I parked the station wagon on the roadside, unbuckled my seatbelt, and took the man’s c0ck into my mouth.

The thick, sturdy glans slid into my mouth.

What an intense smell, what hardness and density.

The moment I took the man’s hot flesh into my mouth, a numbing sensation spread through my entire body.

What am I doing right now?

Sucking on an Asian man’s d1ck?

 

“Mmmngh—”

 

Perhaps because of the effectiveness of oral stimulation, the man casually released his fifth ejaculation of the day into my mouth.

Instantly, that thick semen spread through my mouth.

The smell, the taste—everything was overwhelming semen.

Still, I managed to stay conscious because of last night’s masturbation session, where I’d repeatedly taken semen into my mouth.

So to me, this was something I’d already drunk before.

However, it would be a lie to say my body didn’t heat up after drinking directly from that vigorous thing. Sucking his semen straight from his p3nis was an incredibly dangerous decision.

 

“Promises are promises. Get inside quickly.”

 

After gulping down the man’s semen, I got out of the car. The car had already arrived at my house, and whether he had achieved the fifth ejaculation or not, the result would have been the same.

I made him ejaculate at least five times before the real thing.

I thought that would be my advantage, but it took less than fifteen minutes after entering my house for me to realize my mistake.

For this man, five times, ten times, or twenty times made no difference.

I was going to learn that fact through my own experience.

 

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

 

As soon as I entered my house, I took a shower.

I didn’t want to be covered in semen forever, and more than anything, I needed to cool down the heat in my body even a little.

Bringing that man home meant this would happen. He must understand that, too. That’s why I needed to prepare myself, more than physically, mentally.

 

“What are you standing there for? Wipe that semen-covered lower body of yours.”

 

But when I saw the man enter my bedroom with his d1ck half out, I thought, “There’s no way I can win this.”

He probably only managed to put his trousers back on halfway because his shaft was covered in semen, but I never expected him to come all the way here from the car with his d1ck half out.

Even after ejaculating five times, his p3nis was still half-erect. Normally, after ejaculating that much, it would go limp, but the man’s p3nis was perfectly fine, as if the events in the car today were just a warm-up.

 

“Let’s get started. You should hurry up and undress too.”

 

I dropped the bathrobe I’d carelessly draped over myself, exposing my natural form.

I’m confident in the shape and size of my br3asts, as well as the beauty of my lower body. It’s not something to be proud of, but I’ve even been approached to be a porn star. The reputation of past men is good too.

But never did I imagine I’d be exposing myself to a man I’d only known for two days.

 

“Uh, uh… I should take a shower too—”

 

“It’s just gonna get covered in semen again anyway. No difference.”

 

“A-Alex…?”

 

Frustrated by his ambiguous attitude, I stripped him of his half-removed pants and underwear.

His entire groin was instantly exposed, including his balls. It was massive and masculine. I couldn’t believe he’d already ejaculated five times.

 

“A promise is a promise, so do whatever you want with my body. You can lick it, stir it, or impregnate it with that thick thing. This body is all yours.”

 

“Ah—”

 

Knowing I’d do it eventually anyway, I pressed his c0ck between my br3asts.

In that moment, the heat and throbbing of his shaft traveled through my chest. How does such a well-fitting p3nis exist for my large br3asts? I thought. It was as if my chest had grown specifically to serve this man’s needs, to hold his member and pleasure him.

My body moved instinctively against his length. I pressed my br3asts against his inner thighs and abdomen, grinding his c0ck between us.

 

“You’ve come five times already. Don’t you think you’re overestimating women’s endurance?”

 

I kissed the tip of his c0ck with anger. My lips instantly grew hot. As his p3nis gradually hardened against my chest, I went beyond anger and even began to feel something like awe.

 

“Why do you harden so quickly? Is there a black hole in your balls?”

 

To drown out the fear and my pounding heart, I grabbed the man’s balls. They were impossibly firm and full-packed with everything needed to impregnate a woman.

I rubbed my hardened n1pples against his p3nis, trying to assert dominance, but his c0ck was so overwhelmingly masculine that it threatened to unravel my composure instead.

 

“I’m leaving it all to you now. I’m already wet, so just fvck me however you like – just like you did with Emma.”

 

Nearly desperate, so I got on all fours on the bed.

At this point, there was no choice but to be fucked.

Race, age, student status – none of it mattered. My primal instincts demanded I offer my pvssy to the dominant male before me.

 

“Condom?”

 

“I don’t need one! I’m telling you to fvck me with your bare d1ck!!”

 

I seriously wondered if the man was joking.

Why do I need to use something as unrefined as a condom when I’m going to insert such a fine c0ck?

Enough with the bullshit. All you need to do is shut up and fvck me with that thick d1ck of yours.

 

(What’s taking you so long…?)

 

Even now, the man still seemed to be hesitating.

With my pvssy spread wide open for him, he was worried about whether he should put it in.

I’m the one who should be anxious, facing something this massive. How far will you go to make women look stupid?

 

“Ah, aahh—”

 

Despite my protests, the man slowly began forcing his way into me.

He pushed his overly assertive glans against my entrance, then slowly sank deeper inside me.

The thickness was undoubtedly the greatest I’d ever experienced.

The length alone matched that of the Black man’s member I’d encountered years ago. But how could something so supple and whip-like be this rock-hard?

Just kissing the glans made me feel like I’d burn my insides off. I half-doubted I could actually have s3x with something this monstrous.

But then—

 

“Ahhhhn!”

 

The moment he buried his glans inside me, he thrust his entire shaft to the hilt.

My pvssy instantly bloated to bursting. His thick c0ck stretched me to my limits, his burning-hot member melting my brain. He kissed my cervix with ease, claiming me as his with overwhelming masculine authority.

Then that overbearing c0ck began mercilessly pistoning in and out of me.

 

“Nngh! What kind of hardness and size is this?! Being fucked by this thing—”

 

I can feel a clear liquid seeping out, completely beyond my control. The hardness, girth, length—everything about it exists on another plane. But what really drives me wild is that monstrous ridge. With a stone-like firmness, it scrapes against every inch of me, leaving my mind blank with just the slightest movement.

 

(What the hell is this d1ck, is he really Asian…?!)

 

With each piston-like thrust, I taste a mild climax, making me doubt whether this man could truly be Asian.

If he’s Asian, then why is he so incredible?

I always thought Asian s3x was nothing special, but this guy crushes me effortlessly.

 

“Ahhhn♡ That’s no good♡”

 

When the man slightly gears up, I let out a voice so girlish, even I can’t believe it.

I always thought of myself as a woman who was almost like a man, but when overwhelmed by such a dominant male, it painfully reminds me that I’m still fundamentally female.

 

“Ahh! Ahh!”

 

His relentless thrusting continues, as if training me.

Though he might not intend it, each vigorous penetration with his sturdy p3nis drives home the brutal truth – no matter what I do, I can never defeat this man. The raw power of his hips forces this realization deeper with every movement.

 

(Is this… Asian s3x?)

 

The reality dawns on me – despite my previous contempt for Asians, I can’t win against this one. Not even the slightest possibility exists for me to take control and dominate him, to reverse our positions. The mere presence of his p3nis inside my pvssy erases all coherent thought. There’s no room left to resist. His c0ck feels too damn good.

 

“Ahnn! You’re scratching the inside! This is too much!”

 

I gripped the headboard, my back arching like a bow. Completely passive now. I could only surrender to the pleasure brought by the man’s d1ck, by the Asian man’s d1ck.

 

“Ah! It’s too thick! Too long! Too hard! Too rough! Pick one already!”

 

I screamed meaningless complaints as I was trained by this Asian man’s d1ck that possessed all these qualities. Not only that, but this man could ejaculate multiple times, so I couldn’t even imagine what I’d become tonight.

 

“Ahhh!! My ass, no!!”

 

I was being spanked by an overzealous student. No matter how many times the sound of slaps echoed in the bedroom, I didn’t feel like resisting. I’d already surrendered to this alternating s3x – being spanked while my cervix was thrust at, back and forth.

 

“It feels so good, Alex.”

 

“Ahhh! Don’t be cocky! You’re just Asian!”

 

As an instructor, I complained to him as if he were my lover. But as a woman, my body was getting hotter and hotter. I thought that there was no greater pleasure for a woman than knowing that this man was excited by my body.

 

“Ahh! My br3asts feel so good!”

 

As he fucks me from behind, he grabs my br3asts and I scream words I would never normally say. I’ve never felt that having my br3asts massaged felt so good in my life.

 

“Your Asian d1ck is too good! If you fvck me like this, I’ll—”

 

Double assault with br3ast massage and d1ck insertion. My whole body is now enveloped in a kind of euphoria, and I acknowledge the greatness of Asian s3x. There’s no point in being stubborn. This Asian s3x is far superior to the s3x of white men or black men.

 

“Ahh!! Asian c0ck feel so good!!”

 

He goes even higher in his thrusts, and all I can do is moan and scream. What is with this guy? Why is he so amazing? Why is he so amazing, even though he’s Asian?

 

“Ahh, his hard c0ck is insane–”

 

He eventually figures out my weakest point and focuses on that spot. This guy not only has a big d1ck, he has a genius talent for s3x. Otherwise, there’s no way I would give up all the initiative just by being penetrated.

 

“Ah! Don’t speed up!”

 

He cranked the already overwhelming thrusting rhythm into even higher gear. Like a final sprint, his robust p3nis hammered into me from behind with relentless force.

 

“Ah, fvck! If you keep thrusting this rock-like thing inside me, I won’t be able to resist you anymore!”

 

“A-Alex! It feels so good I can’t—”

 

“Do whatever you want! Inside and outside, cum as much as you want!”

 

That was my heartfelt wish.

It’s not that I don’t mind him cumming inside me.

I want him to cum inside me.

I want him to release all of his semen into my uterus.

Ever since that first day when he’d come all over me, this had been my sole obsession.

Last night’s climax during masturbation came from imagining this exact scenario—his release inside me.

I’d always wanted this man to impregnate me. Even after he had done the unthinkable thing of cumming on my face, I kept enduring his “training” because I hungered for the reward of being sown with his seed.

 

“Ahh! I’m cumming!”

 

With the man’s shout, more semen than I could have imagined slammed into me.

The thick white fluid gushing from his sturdy shaft with even greater force than when he’d splattered my face yesterday fills my most precious place to the brim.

 

“Aah! You’re reaching the deepest parts! Asian man’s semen… filling my womb completely—”

 

Yes, this is insemination. The act was meant to impregnate a woman.

Yet I resist none of it, simply surrendering to the sensation of being filled with his essence.

Every time he enters me, every time his thick semen marks the depths of my womb, I feel a profound gratitude for having met this man.

Because truly, it’s as if I were born solely to have s3x with him.

I imagine every woman who’s been fucked raw by this man must feel the same.

Even Emma, that saintly lady, must have thought from the bottom of her heart after being filled by him: I’m so glad I was born a woman.

 

“…This is insane, your release. After five times already, and this is still like that? I can’t even imagine how intense the first time must’ve been.”

 

Without pretense, I praised the man’s prowess. If he’d saved himself after five ejaculations, that meant I’d nearly fainted from pleasure in this one-sided battle.

 

“…You won’t stop at just once, will you? Since you’ve won the bet, do whatever you want.”

 

I let the Asian man remain connected inside me, not even bothering to remove his spent p3nis. My br3asts, pvssy, womb—all of me belonged to him now. Having enslaved me with his c0ck, he had a duty to satisfy me properly.

 

“I-I understand… Not that I fully comprehend, but I’ll do what I want tonight.”

 

His words made my face heat up, to my surprise.

If he starts moving his hips freely, I’ll never be able to return to other men. Not that I have any intention of going back anyway.

 

“Aah! Asian c0ck, it’s too big!”

 

He continued fucking me relentlessly with his still-hard p3nis, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

It’s not about how long his stamina holds out—it’s about how much I can endure. After all, by the time he finally cums inside me, I’ll have already been fucked into oblivion over twenty times, counting every little thrust.

He’ll cum inside me, I’ll pass out, then he’ll wake me up with a spanking or something before doing it all over again.

I can easily imagine this helpless version of myself.

And it would be a lie if I said I didn’t look forward to this future of being ravaged by s3x.

After all, this guy is definitely the greatest SEX KING of my life.

Being noticed by such a man and being creampied is the greatest pride of a white woman.

 

“Ohhh!! I’m cumming from an Asian d1ck!! Being fucked by a big Asian d1ck and being creampied feels amazing!!”

 

I never thought I’d find joy in being inseminated by an Asian man, but when his s3x is this incredible, what choice do I have?

I’ll be creampied all night and become his woman.

I won’t forgive anyone who gets in the way of that, even Emma.

 

Epilogue

 

“Get up. We’re leaving soon.”

 

The next day at noon, I shook the man sleeping on the bed.

The sheets were not laid out because they were covered in semen last night. We were sleeping side by side on the mattress, both completely naked.

 

“Good morning…”

 

I left the still-sleepy man behind and prepared for my trip. I called my workplace to tell them I would be taking some time off starting today, but they didn’t complain too much, probably because they were already overstaffed and didn’t know what to do with the instructors.

 

“Is this a driving instruction?”

 

I was stunned. He still didn’t understand that a foreigner without a Social Security Number couldn’t possibly get a driver’s license.

 

“You don’t need any more instruction. You can’t get a license anyway. It’d just be a waste of time.”

 

“Huh?”

 

The man looked like a puppy that had been suddenly abandoned.

Last night he made me beg him, “I can’t cum anymore, please forgive me,” yet how could his masculinity differ so drastically between s3x and everyday life?

 

“I’ll drive and take you to Maine, won’t I? I’ll cover all your meals and lodging along the way. After all that s3x we had, you can’t possibly refuse.”

 

“What exactly do you mean by that…?”

 

This guy was part of a YouTube challenge, traveling across America and getting paid in s3x.

This was my compensation for last night’s encounter.

I’d take him to Maine and foot the bill for every meal and hotel room along the way. It was practically a dream come true.

 

“I’m asking you to use me as your driver. You can use me as your personal driver as much as you want to get to your destination. You can also use my body as you like.”

 

“Huh?”

 

To put it another way, I would become this man’s slave.

I would give him everything—money, time, driving—and in return, I want s3x every night. That’s the kind of contract it was.

 

“B-but using Alex however you want… That’s…”

 

“You have no right to complain after what you did to me last night…”

 

Last night, I was completely an object.

A s3x slave whose sole purpose was to satisfy this man’s p3nis.

And that way of life gave me a sense of purpose.

 

“Anyway, we’re heading to Maine. Once we reach our destination, your ridiculous project will be over, won’t it?”

 

This man’s goal is to finish his journey. Until then, I’ll be his driver and pvssy slave.

After that, if we still clicked, I’d be willing to become his exclusive woman. Truth be told, that had been my intention from the start.

 

“U-understood…”

 

The man accepts the s3x contract with me.

Despite being filled with his cum so thoroughly last night, II was already thinking about having s3x with him tonight.

In bed, this man was a true beast – the epitome of what I desired in a man.

If he could fvck me with that c0ck, I’d follow him to the ends of the earth.

I think all the women who had s3x with him probably felt the same way.

That means I probably have quite a few rivals, but I’ll cling to him like a leech if I have to, just to keep fucking that c0ck of his.

Because that’s what gives my life meaning.

I’ve been completely tamed by this Asian c0ck.

As a white person, I might question it, but as a woman, I know it’s inevitable.

After all, a woman’s purpose in life is to have s3x with the man she loves.