He told me, “I love how asian girls are so shy and submissive. All my life I never see a white woman as devoted to worshiping white men as asian girls do.”
I met him at a public swimming pool and I was wearing a bikini with thin spaghetti strings. Except for my pussy and nipples, I was practically naked in front of him, and he was wearing just a short swimming trunk. He was the only white guy in this public swimming pool. Almost everyone else was Asian, and of course, no asian guys showed any interest in me.
I worked in a windowless office all day and I was so stressed out from work sometimes I wished I could just relax, and nothing is more relaxing than swimming, and seeing a white guy who shows sexual interest in me was the icing on the cake.
We were doing lap swimming and he was swimming right behind me and I could feel his eyes staring at my almost bare pussy. He said he loved to stare at my pussy and my bare feet and imagined sliding his cock inside me. Even though the water was cold, my face was blushing like I was having a fever. When I swam to the other side he was lying next to the edge with both his arms open and he pretended like he was going to swim another lap which caused my body to bump into his. I felt his crotch through his swimming trunk and his erect penis was almost sticking through the fabric.
I felt my heart pounding so hard. I tried to get away and turned around to swim and he was following right behind me and I felt his hands touching my bare thighs. I tried to swim faster to get away from him but he was so much more powerful and faster. Whenever I pushed the water faster he also did the same and so he was always right behind me. He was admiring my bare thighs, my bare legs, my bare feet, and staring right into my pussy and I could almost imagine him imagining himself fucking me. I felt so embarrassed. All the other asian men were now staring at us. I didn’t know how to kick water and he said he wanted to teach me. He got really close to me and grabbed my wrists. I felt one of his legs touching my thighs and he told me, in order to learn how to kick water, I must not use my hands. When I almost drowned, he pushed his knee into my crotch to keep me afloat, and I felt so humiliated. I knew everyone was staring at us now. His knee was pushing into my pussy.
He got even more emboldened and started to pull on my bikini strings. I quickly got out of the water before my bikini got stripped.
I went into the women’s changing room and he went into the men’s changing room and when I got into the concourse he was still following me. I felt so nervous I was literally shaking with fear and anticipation.
He told me that I looked even prettier with my clothes on. I realized that he had pretty much already seen me completely naked.
I had been so depressed. I worked from 9 to 5 everyday. My life was devoid of romance, sex, and love. I was treated like a robot all day. Even though most of the colleagues that I had at work were male, none of them ever showed any romantic interest in me. Sometimes I had even forgotten that I am a woman. I felt I Was merely another cog wheel in the perpetual machine of the economy. Am I not a pretty Asian girl? Am I not attractive? It’s been so long since anyone has shown any interest in me. Even though he was somewhat older, not very tall, but he–for once, at last, oh at last–was genuinely interested in me as a woman.
He admired me for being so soft and feminine. I smirked at him and told him to go away. He looked so sad and he got on one knee and held my hand and said all his life he has been looking for an Asian woman as beautiful as I am. I felt so embarrassed. There were a lot of Asian people and they were all staring at us. I didn’t know what to do. Seeing my awkwardness, he got up, grabbed my elbow and pushed me into his arms. I felt a warmth like I have never felt before. I felt frozen on the spot. It was such a romantic movement. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. Time has stopped. I swirled around to try to get out of his embrace, but he followed me and wouldn’t let me go. I was trapped. I felt so helpless.
Like a wounded deer I was carried into his car and taken to his home. All along the trip I was in a constant state of dizziness, excitement, and nervousness. Several times I felt so sick from the heart beating that I wanted to die, like there was a knife twisting into my heart it was so painful. Even the worst physical torture was better than what I had endured. I have to admit, I was scared out of my mind. And yet I was attracted to him. I was attracted to his strength, his courage, and his charisma. I was attracted to his being a white man. All my life I have been harassed by weak, effeminate asian guys who didn’t have the courage to show me their love, or affection, and now, finally, a white man, who is not afraid to say he loved me, who is not afraid to publicly show affection for me, has taken me like a trophy to his house, and ready to feast upon me like roasted venison.
He ordered me to stand by the side of the wall and demanded that I lift my skirt and take off my panties. Then he made me sit on the floor with my legs wide apart so he could examine my bare pussy. He had already seen my bare feet, my bare legs, and my bare thighs, and now he could finally see my bare pussy. He made me hold my ankles with my hands and spread my legs wide and I lowered my head in shame. Then he ordered me to get on my hands and knees and pushed my face into the floor, and then he took pictures of me with my bare pussy shamefully exposed. I was in a state of ecstasy.
Then to my amazement, he took out hem ropes and started to tying me up.
I was stripped completely naked and he tied my hands behind my back, and two loops of ropes were wrapped over my chest so my breasts were squeezed in between. Then he kicked me over the floor and left me lying in a fetal position, breathing heavily and in a daze of amazement, excitement, and unfulfilled yearning.
I was lying right there in the living room of his house. None of the windows even had curtains and if someone had passed by, they would have seen me, a naked asian woman, tied up and lying on the floor, while a middle aged white man walked around kicking her.
I felt a blissfulness like I have never felt before.
For nearly half an hour he was gone, and I did not know where he went. I lay there in a state of sexual arousal and fear. Then I heard some movement from upstairs and there was the sound of another person. My stomach started to churn. And when I turned around to look, I saw another naked asian woman was being lead by a dog leash and was crawling on the floor. She called him her master, and when he led to her to me, he tied her hands behind her back and she started to lick my pussy while he used a video recorder to record everything! I felt so humiliated I wanted to scream. But at the same time I was so turned on I couldn’t put up any resistance and had given up all hope.
Then he left his video recorder on the table and ordered that other asian woman to suck his cock while I watched. She was so young and so beautiful, I thought to myself and felt such jealousy and even anger, anger at the fact that he already has a girlfriend, or perhaps she was his wife? And she showed such eagerness in pleasuring him as she sucked his cock. I felt an emotion so alien to me that I have a hard time describing it. My stomach was churning. My mind was on fire. And my heart was bleeding. He pulled me over so I could watch more closely as she sucked his cock. She enjoyed it so much! She was twirling her head like she was tasting a delicious treat.
Then she climbed on top of him and made me watch as she slid his cock into her vagina all the while he flipped me over on top of him as he licked my vagina. My face was right in front of his penis.
And when he let her go he pushed my head into his crotch and made me lick his cock. Then he wrapped his legs around my head and pushed his penis completely into my mouth as he cummed.
I felt the movement of his penis inside my oral cavity and the gluey substance hitting the back of my throat. Without any recourse I had to swallow and gasped for air as soon as he let go of my head.