A Japanese chick paid me to fuck her

One of the weirdest sexual experiences in my life came when a Japanese chick paid me to fuck her. Okay, it was indirect. She didn’t actually hand over cash for cock as if I was a gigolo. But the end result was the same. I still think about it all the time.

The chick was really pretty. She was a twenty three year old from the cold north of Japan. She had ivory white skin, chocolate eyes, straight black hair, a firm round ass, and big beautiful tits with bright pink nipples. Back in the day we would call this chick “thick.” But that was before, when only 1 in 5 Americans were obese. Now that 3 of 4 American women has the body structure of a pregnant hippopotamus things have changed. So she’d probably be called normal or even thin by guys back home now. Meanwhile “thicc” now seems to refer to women that weigh more than a Fiat 500.

The thicc Japanese chick

Anyway, she wasn’t quite as big as the super thicc Korean chick I fucked. I wouldn’t even call her an XL Asian. She looked more like Japanese porn star Shiori Tsukada. In fact their bodies are almost identical. Sometimes I will watch Shiori on video and remember the time I had with this curvy Japanese chick. It was good while it lasted, which was less than twelve hours.

Now I don’t always fuck thick chicks. It’s pretty rare that I do. But three or four times a year I go big and I go hard. They’ve got to be Asian though. There’s something different about them. Fat white chicks are just fat white chicks. What I mean is that they are gross. But back to this BBW.

I met the chick on Tinder one day when I was a little bored. Unlike most Japanese chicks who are too busy to schedule a date within the week, she was free to meet immediately. We went to a KFC in Tokyo of all places. When we left I put my arm around her, which is weird to Japanese chicks. But she accepted it.

I started hugging and squeezing on her and realized her body was nice and taut. We passed a love hotel. I made a joke about going in. She said “how about your room instead, so I can sleep over.” Bingo! I had a winner. We went to my hotel room and fucked on the undersized bed. I shot my wad in a tight Japanese condom that cut off my cock circulation. Then we cuddled all night mainly because there was no room for me to escape.

I am usually not into being smothered with affection when I am trying to snooze, but I liked this. I spooned her and rested my hand between her big firm boobs. It was nice. In the morning I woke up first and put my hand down her panties. Her slit was warm and welcoming. I pulled her white silky panties down to her knees and slid in from the back. I hit it for a while and she was purring and moaning even though her eyes were still closed. Finally she said “cum in me, it’s okay.” BINGO again. I busted my nut deep in her hole. It felt great.

The next stage in the relationship

She fell back asleep and I went to take a shower. When I came out she was dressed and ready to go. We went for coffee and started talking. She told me all her dreams of travel. Her English was pretty good even though she’d never left the country. I told her about the places I traveled and she was really interested.

She wanted an unlocked phone for travel but wasn’t sure what to get. In Japan people mostly use Iphones. That’s partly because of anti-Korean sentiment in Japan. And the Iphones are usually tied to a long and strict contract. But it doesn’t change the fact that you can get a nice unlocked Samsung phone in the US for a good price.

I told her about that and she really got excited. She knew I was going to the US the next day and insisted on giving me the money for the phone. I talked about a particular model and showed her the price online. She gave me five hundred bucks and asked me to pick one up for her. I said I wouldn’t be back for a while, but she said she didn’t care.

Where it all went wrong

I guess I should have just had her transfer the money over the internet once I bought the phone. Sometimes my mind is stuck in old school mode. And in Japan cash is king with people carrying around huge wads of paper money. So I took it. Then when I got to the US I got busy with other stuff and didn’t buy the phone.

On top of that I left the US for another country and didn’t stop in Japan. So I couldn’t hand the cash back over. I told her about it. She seemed more disappointed that she couldn’t see me again than anything. I tried to find a way to give the money back but she wouldn’t tell me anything. Finally she told me just to keep it because she didn’t need it.

As much as I insisted on giving her the money back she insisted on refusing it. It actually got to the point that we were arguing over this until I finally decided I didn’t like the chick at all anymore. It got that annoying. Eventually she blocked me so I couldn’t even send her a message. All for trying to give her the money back. Crazy stuff!

To be totally honest I feel a little bad about taking her money and giving her nothing back in return. It’s not like I didn’t try. I even attempted to send her the money by Paypal to the email address I had on her, but she rejected it. Despite my efforts she simply would not take the money back. The cash is still in my bank. I guess I should use it, but I don’t know when or if I will. Since four hundred bucks is about what a really good soapland costs I do have some ideas. Ain’t I a stinker?