Where it happened: Annapolis, Maryland
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
Last summer was my first summer in Maryland and I was totally boi crazie. I had just begun to masturbate when I stumbled upon my dad’s dildo. You see, my parents were divorced and after my mother died I had to go live with my dad in Annapolis. We were really close, and when he came out to me it made even more sense as to why he would have a dildo in his drawer (because gay guys like penises). Anyway, the dildo was great practice for me, although it was only later that I discovered I had been using it incorrectly.
Later that summer, around July, I noticed that there was a really cute azn (pronounced ASIAN, for all of you who don’t know) boy who worked at his parents’ bubble tea stand in the Westfield mall. He was soo handsome with his jet black hair combed to the side, covering his little ricey eyes. Damn he was fine! I found myself ordering several bubble teas a day. I got a job at the Abercrombie store just so I could see him laboring hard everyday to help support his no doubt recently immigrated parents ( I think they were Chinese or somethign).
One day, I decided to actually talk to him. I mean, I had never seen him around town or anything, and he certainly didn’t look like he was from the US, if you know what I mean. So I walked up and started to order a Strawberry Bubble Tea, and I said hello. He just stared at me with his beady, ricey eyes. I don;t think he understood me at the time, which was disappointing because I really wanted him to fill me with his soy sauce until my eyes looked like his. I could imagine my first time with him in his bamboo bed.
I slipped him a sheet of paper with my phone number on it because he didn’t understand a damn thing I was saying, which started to turn me on. Later that night, he called me and it turned out that he knew how to say one thing, and it was the only thing on his mind, “PUSSY PUSSY PUSSY PUSSY.” He didn’t have to tell me anything else, because I knew from that point on that he would penetrate my Great Wall with his samurai sword.
I met him at the mall, and he told his parents somethign I didn’t understand, but they let him go with me. We walked to his souped-up Honda Civic and sped off to his friend’s house. We didn’t waste any time. He took off his shirt and tried to kiss me softly, but I ripped off every article of clothing I had on at the moment and grabbed his hands and directed them to my slutslot. I grabbed his fuckstick and let him plow my rice field. After what seemed like hours and hours of nonstop intercultural intercourse, we both squinted our eyes and he blew his little azn soldiers into my Forbidden Palace. I thanked him, bowed, and gathered my things, but not before ordering some moo moo gai pan for the ride home.
My cooch leaked with soy soldiers on the ride home.
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