I stared blankly at the screen of my barely functioning laptop. I've had it for years, but I could never afford to replace it.
Of course, it was still capable enough to display an intense light that made my eyes wince. Especially as I haven't gone out of my house for a while now.
On the laptop screen was a beautiful Japanese woman with eyes the lightest shade of brown you'll ever see.
Of course, the average person wouldn't be able to tell from the video chat. After all, the room she was in looked as similarly dark as mine—you could barely make out any details.
It's been two years since my girlfriend, Naki, left Japan for America. Hollywood, more specifically. The holy land of world-class films, stardom, and fame.
We've known each other since we were in college. In fact, she was my first, and I was hers.
And even then I always knew my girlfriend would make it. She was different in that sense.
Naki has always been brilliant with anything she does. Yes, she was a little shy. Quite introverted too.
But when you have a pull as intense as Naki's innate talent, none of that matters. She was born to be on the camera. She outclassed me in every single way.
I guess that's why I'm making her do this.
I'm the fucking worst.
"I swear, this is the first and last time. Thank you for doing this, Naki."
She nodded shyly, her whole countenance contrasting her clothing.
Naki wore a loose, sleeveless top that showcased her delicate arms along with a slutty g-string that barely covered her round globes.
From the back, the lingerie laid perfectly between her ass, partially covering up her pussy. She looked effortlessly amazing. Her creamy white thighs had a little meat in them—which I preferred far more than the usual stick-thin models and the so-called "beauty standard."
Fuck those types, Naki was the true definition of sexy for me. She looked just like those pretty world-class actresses I always admired and imagined being with.
My dick hardened underneath my pants. Her indecent clothing was such an erotic contrast to her innocence.
My thoughts were interrupted when a doorbell rang over the call.
"Is that him?" I asked her, my legs shaking with anxiety. My physiology betrayed my real feelings, however. My member stood erect, twitching in excitement.
She didn't answer. I saw her slowly walk out of my camera's frame. Not knowing what was happening gave me anxiety, but I tried to be patient.
A few seconds later, I heard a man's exclamations. I could barely make it out, but it was something along the lines of a compliment. A dirty compliment.
Was he.... touching her tits? Admiring her ass as he pulls the g-string to the side, clamping down on her meaty cheeks?
My imaginations ran wild. I could barely breathe from the anticipation.
A few minutes later, she came back and sat on the bed.
Along with a man. The first thing I noticed was how much he towered over her.
I didn't expect him to be so young... or tall. Honestly, I was under the presumption that he was shorter than me. Sure, in media, Asian guys like me were always portrayed to be smaller and shorter than their western counterparts.
But I was excessively tall for my country. I was pretty sure I towered over half of the men in America, at the very least.
Judging by the size difference, however, he must be at least half a foot taller than me.
And his biceps were huge. Was he a bodybuilder of some kind?
The second thing I noticed were the huge hands groping Naki's tits. His arm was wrapped around her shoulder, fingers teasing her hard nipples through the shirt.
My girl spoke, "This is.... Daniel. He's the director who's been p-pursuing me for months."
"Hey, dude," the guy greeted in perfect English.
He continued, "She told me she was taken and refused me for months so I almost gave up. Turns out you're into this or something? I don't really get it, but I'll gladly fuck this hot piece of ass any time."
Daniel then gave her tits a squeeze.
My girlfriend's skin faintly flushed at the vulgar words. I knew she wasn't used to dirty talk.
When I met her, Naki was as innocent as they come. She could barely hurt a fly without crying—I loved that about her.
And now I'm destroying that same innocence with my own two hands.
Figuratively, obviously. I'm not the one pawing her tits right now.
"You got a condom?" I asked him.
"Yep. Bought a bunch on the way here. I ran out," he replied, taking out a box.
I nodded. Was this really happening? Was I going to allow this?
With Daniel's hands still squeezing her breasts, he started to lean closer and kiss Naki on the neck. Naki moaned as her body flexed. My girl regularly goes to the gym, so her muscles were very defined.
Honestly, the two of them looked like a perfect match. Her parents would probably prefer a big, strong white male like him instead of a lanky Japanese boy like me. Most Japanese families wouldn't, but Naki's family almost worshiped foreigners.
My heart panged. Before their lips could connect, I hastily instructed over the laptop, "No kissing."
Daniel's brows furrowed. He was about to speak up when Naki glared at him. The white man paused for a moment before nodding irritatedly.
"I can fuck her, but we can't kiss? Weird crap, but okay. Anything else? I don't want made-up rules halfway."
I was slightly intimidated, but I was comforted by the fact that Naki was on my side. She said it herself—anything I say goes.
"N-no. That's it."
Naki and I looked at each other. She nodded with a smile as if to comfort me, which made all the blood rushing through my head slow down for moment.
My girlfriend was way too good for me.
The American man nodded before pushing Naki on the bed and sucking her tits. My girlfriend squirmed under him, moaning from time to time. I could tell she was trying to stop it, but her body couldn't lie. Before I realized, her underwear was already soaking wet.
"Fuck, these are so delicious," Daniel said as he licked her nipples all over.
After a few minutes of unholy groping, my girlfriend came. Her body bucked as she shyly tried to close her legs. Daniel, however, pried it open before teasing her clit mid-climax.
"N-no! Ahhh! Not there! Stooop...!" she moaned, shaking from the overstimulation. Her eyes teared as she released the most beautiful sounds that have ever traveled Earth.
"I need you to return the favor, Naki-chan. My dick is getting lonely."
Naki was unresponsive, looking completely out of it. Her eyes were misty, glazed with a thick layer of pleasure, as if she wasn't seeing anything. It took a minute before she could recover.
"So?" Daniel asked once again, rubbing his cock through his jeans.
My girlfriend and I made eye contact before I nodded.
Licking his lips, the man unbuckled his pants before undressing. Naki softly exclaimed in shock.
And so did I.
For that man's size was unlike anything I've seen before..
Once again breaking my expectations, Daniel boasted a
huge
cock under his pants, proportional to his genetically blessed body.
Insecurity regarding my own suddenly started to plague me.
