Message-ID: <7806eli$9804132305@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: tokyo_decadence@hotmail.com Subject: NEW STORY: Teaching In Japan (Asian / Cum / Fetish / Schoolgirl) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6gnnnu$lhb$1@nnrp2.dejanews.com> I'm an average looking guy from Orange County, CA who has been reading all these stories on the net for years and felt it's time to finally tell my story. I should probably mention that I had always had a major thing for Asian women. Growing up in California, it's not hard to find hot Asian girls just about everywhere. Nearly ever girlfriend I ever had was Asian. In high school my first real girlfriend was named Allison. She was Chinese, about 5'6" and had a killer body. We started out as friends, and we'd often rent videos together, go shopping and do "friend" type stuff, but every now and then, we'd fool around. Allison was very pretty, but she was really dumb. Usually Asian girls are stereotyped as being really smart, but Allison was only text book smart. She didn't know the first thing about life, or sex. When it came to sex, she had this weird thing about not letting me play with her tits. I guess she felt they were too small, but in my mind they were perfect. What was really odd was that she would totally let me finger bang her, yet her tits were off limits. Whatever, I could live with that. So I used to finger bang her after my parents went to bed, and she would usually give me a hand job. We were both only 16 at the time, so I used to have to "joke" and say things like, "Wanna fuck around?" and then she'd giggle and we'd slowly work our way to getting heavier. It would always be the same, she would come over to my house in this short denim skirt with a cut off blouse of some kind. We lay together watching a movie, and I'd slowly pull up her skirt until I could see the white of her panties. She had the best skin tone. Her skin had a deep, natural tan. Her legs were also nice and toned, probably because she was on our school's tennis team. The sight of her deep brown skin next to the bright lacy white of her panties always turned me on. Usually her eyes would be closed at this point, and it would give me a chance to look her over like a tiger going in for the kill. That tight Asian pussy of hers had very few straight black hairs, and was nearly hairless. Usually I'd just slide her panties to the side and slowly massage her clit. This was always her cue to to say something like, "What are you doing?" or some other false question to act like a good girl, even though she wanted me to keep going. So I always did. After she was good and wet, I'd then slip a finger in and out to really get her hot. By this time, my cock was always popping out against my shorts, and I'd have to guide Allison's hand on it to get me excited. As I pumped my fingers in and out of her, I'd literally grip Allison's hand around my cock and tell her how to jack me off. I'm not sure if she liked being told what to do, of if she was just dense, but either way, I didn't mind. I used to really get off on telling her exactly what to do. looking back, it could have been that I just had some repressed fantasies about having Allison as my submissive little Asian fuck slut, but at the time, I just loved to watch her small tanned Chinese hand go up and down on my cock. One of the best things about Allison giving me those hand jobs is that I always got to cum on her. Sometimes I would cum on her perfectly flat and tan stomach, and other times I shoot my load all over her thighs. I even used to get off watching her use tissue to clean off my sperm from her body after I was finished. However, the ultimate goal was always to shoot long hot strings of cum all over her face. She knew it too and hated that. So sometimes she would use her other hand to block my load from hitting her face. A couple of times I was successful though. One time, while I was using my fingers to get her off, I was really excited and shot my load after only a minute of her rubbing my shaft. I just happened to be near that beautiful face of hers, so I aimed it toward her head and every fucking drop hit her in the face and hair. The next day at school right before French class, she came up to me and she was pretty mad saying, "It took me an hour to get that out of my hair!" I remember sitting in the back row getting really hard thinking that just 12 hours ago I had my beautiful Chinese girlfriend's face covered with my sperm and no one knew it but me and her. Well, after Allison I was stuck on Asian women. In college when we'd hit the bars, I'd always spot out the hot Asian girl in the crowd and try to talk to her. All the porno tapes I ever bought were those "4 Hour Asian Spectacular" type, or other videos with Kascha, Jade East, Cumisha, etc. It got to the point where I realized that I have a serious fetish for Asian women. One of my biggest turn-on was calling Asian phone sex lines. Usually they were in the Philippines or something, and it was expensive but it really got me off. There is something so sexy about telling an actual Asian woman things like, "I love to fuck Asian women" or "I want you to be my little Asian slut." Needless to say, my phone bill in college was sky high. After college, I signed up to teach English in Japan because I thought it would be an exciting way to spend a year, and since I was only 22 at the time, I was still young enough to play around before I got a "real job." Being that I had never been to Japan before I wasn't too disappointed when I found out that I would be sent to Fukui Prefecture on the Western side of Japan. The information brochures for the program made Fukui sound like an exciting place to be, "Full of old world Japanese charm," the guide said. Well, when I got there, I realized that this was the REAL Japan. Very rural, and very boring. Besides the few pachinko parlors and convenience stores, every city in the prefecture was dead after 9pm. I was also bummed when I found out that my host school was a Junior High School known for it's "bozozoku" (gang member) type kids. Oh great, not only was I sent to a Junior High instead of a real High School, my students were dumb as shit. They sure didn't put *that* in the brochure. I got settled in to teaching my English classes and after six months of playing bingo games and Simon Says, I was already itching to head back. The only salvation was the students. Mainly the female students. Before I went to Japan, I never had a thing for school girl uniforms or anything like that. But, being stuck in a dead cold dead city with nothing to do, it was easy to be converted. I loved the way the Japanese girls looked in their "sailor" uniforms. I know it's perverted, but whenever I'd give a test or some workbook lesson, I'd always walk up and down the rows trying to catch a glimpse down some girl's top or maybe up her skirt. Since I taught Junior High, I knew that it was pretty sick to be gawking over these girls, but there was an instant turn-on seeing their pale white skin in those sexy dark blue uniforms. One girl in particular really stood out from the rest. I never knew her first name, but the name on her name tag was Hasegawa. She was the typical Japanese "Bad Girl." Her hair was long and tinted slightly red. She was in 9th grade so I'm guessing that she was 16. What really turned me on was how skinny she was. She would wear these loose socks that nearly covered her shoes from the overlap, yet she'd hike up her skirt and show off her sexy and skinny legs. She pretty much hated me because 1) I was a teacher, and 2) she didn't speak a word of English. I remember before I came to Japan I always thought that students behaved well and listened to every word the teacher said. Nope. Students often roamed the halls and left school whenever they wanted. Often times I would see Hasegawa-san roaming the halls by herself with her pager in one hand and a telephone card in the other. She would always page her friend with a message at around 10:30am and have to walk all the way across the school to use the pay phone. Well, whenever I didn't have any classes I'd roam the halls too and sometimes bump into her. I'd think to myself, "Is she fucking guys yet?" Or, "I wonder which boy gets to have those pretty little Japanese lips wrapped around his cock?" By that time I'd usually be so hard that I'd have to go into the men's bathroom stall and beat off. I'd imagine having that little Japanese girl gagging on my thick hard cock. Or just shooting a load of sperm down her tight little throat, knowing that it must be the biggest dick she's ever seen, and be worried if it would be able to fit inside her tight little pussy or not. By then, I'd usually be shooting load after load against the inside bathroom wall, imagining that every string was landing on her face. On really cold and snowy days, she would wear these black tights to cover her skinny legs. Those tights in combination with that hiked up skirt made her look like a complete fuck toy. One day I realized just what an advantage her lack of English brought me. Normally, I'd walk by her and say, "Hi" or "Good Morning" but that was usually it. However, one morning, I thought I'd have a little fun. It wasn't so cold so she was bare legged and sexy as ever. I threw out a test question like, "How was your weekend?" When I saw her face make the confused look showing she didn't understand, I pressed on. I spoke so slowly that my heart was racing anticipating that she might catch on, but I said, "Hasegawa-san, I-want-to-cum-all-over-your-pretty-face." She paused for a sec, and then repeated, "Face?" and pointed to her face. I was stunned that she knew the word, but I saw that she had no idea what I was *really* saying. So I repeated it saying, "Yes, I-want-to-cum-all-over-your- pretty-face." This time I stressed the word, "Pretty" and gently touched her chin. She got what she thought was the meaning and said, "Oh, pretty face, thank you." And I smiled. Then I said to her, "You are a little Japanese slut, right?" and she had no idea what I was saying. So I repeated the word, "slut?" She then asked me in Japanese, "What's a slut?" and I said it means, "Girl." So she smiled and nodded, "Yes, I'm slut." Watching her tiny, thin lips tell me that she was "a slut", made me want to shoot my load. By now I was so fucking hard that I was afraid to look down and possibly see a puddle of pre- cum showing through my pants. After ducking into the bathroom, with a couple of strokes of my cock, I unleashed a massive load in the stall and came all over my hand. I tried to wash up, but noticed that some sperm was still on my thumb when I left the restroom. Sure enough, walking right toward me down the hall was Hasegawa-San. I stopped her to ask her some basic question, and gently wiped my cream on the side of her uniform. She had no idea it was there and it left a slight stain. From time to time it served as a major turn-on knowing that this little 16 year old fuck toy had my cum on her, and she didn't even know it. 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