Accepting the Asian Role
Reluctance/nonconsent Story

Accepting the Asian Role

by Notconcerned 18 min read 4.6 (31,700 views)
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Continuation of my raunchy story on extreme racial stereotypes and sexual dominance. If you feel offended by this, then this story might not be for you. This series is about a young unruly white student who is forced to go to Asia to learn about race and gender equality. He stays with an idealist Asian woman who tries to change his thinking. Of course this ends up backfiring. This story is purely fiction, all characters and events are fictional, any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. The story contains heavy raceplay, sexism, wmaf, creampie, humiliation, degradation, and non-consent sex. There is a lot of racial and gender bias, white chauvinism, and crude stereotypes in this story. Also, I know Asia is not a country but for the sake of this story, I'm just generalizing the region, but primarily focusing on East/Southeast Asia, I don't like to get into specific countries/nationalities.

Previously, Ivan (20), white male student, was sent to study in Asia because an Asian student at school complained about his behavior. He now shares a unit with an older single career focused Asian woman (31). His goal is to corrupt her and make her realize she is just an Asian slut. Along the way, he also enjoys conquering other Asian girls.

I had been living in Asia for a month now. So far it had been a lot of fun. The classes were easy and everyone was chill. I made a few friends and explored the city a bit. The rest of the time, I went to the gym to maintain my physique. The highlight was of course the girls and all the sex I had with them. I would usually bring a girl home twice a week, since I was limited to that. And every other week, the 20 year old maid came over and I would fuck her while she cleaned the apartment.

I rotated between two girls from my school. Both were 18 year olds but had different personalities. Jinhee was a bubbly, idol looking girl, but she was inexperienced and did not have much engagement when we fucked. She was also dating another Asian guy which I found funny. How she would still choose to have sex with me instead of her boyfriend. She was totally cucking him, if she even knew what that term meant.

The other girl was Minru. She was less stellar looking and had a very slim flat body. But where she lacked physical attractiveness, she was wild in the bedroom. I loved fucking her in different positions, taking videos of her, and made her worship me. We would be like animals and go on for hours, fucking, resting, and fucking again, on repeat.

Of course, as a young guy, I would have liked to have even more sex. Sex every day and having a hot girl wake me up with a blowjob.

The only girl I saw consistently everyday was my older roommate, Emma. She was a sex-deprived career woman. I had already made a few suggestive moves on her but she did not react at all. I walked around the apartment in just my underwear to show off my sculpted body and my big package but still nothing. One time, I teased her and showed my bare bottom and all she did was give me a smack, as if I was a child.

I even bought a vibrator for her to help her out. I wasn't sure if she used it at all.

Physically, there was something attractive about her. She was 31 years old, looked young for her age, slender with decent breasts and curves. She was much paler than the other Asian girls I slept with. She dressed like a well mannered professional during the day, usually some sleeveless button up and a nice skirt. She looked especially hot when she went to the gym, always in an open back sports bra and tight shorts. She had that kind of hot older sister vibe.

But her attitude and traditional thinking were offsetting. She was always so serious and never playful. Everything about her was work and since she was single and sexless, she never talked about those topics. It somehow annoyed me because I knew deep down she was just as sex-crazed as any other Asian girl. I wanted to get in her head and inside her pussy and to make her a true slut.

The more I fucked Jinhee or Minru or the maid, the more I wanted to taste and feel what Emma's older pussy.

I also found out from my school that Emma received a nice stipend for housing me. She was actually financially better off to have me around than another random person. This meant that there was a low risk of being kicked out by Emma. All the more reasons to push her and find a way to get that pussy of hers.

One weekday night, after dinner, I went back home and found Emma and her best friend, Becky, having wine in the living room. Becky was the same age as Emma, they grew up together. Becky was not as hot as Emma though. She was a bit more pudgy, not fat, but just had some extra meat around her arms, legs and belly.

Becky also didn't really like me, she was just as conservative and career-driven as Emma. She probably also had a negative impression of me from Emma. It didn't really bother me except when she made snide comments.

"Oh he's back home, good thing it's just him tonight," Becky said as I entered.

"Hi girls. What's the matter, did I disturb you two?" I said.

"No, you're fine, we were just worried you might bring some girl back again."

"Well I wasn't expecting you Becky. I got Emma a toy and I thought she would be playing with it."

"What toy?" asked Becky as she looked over to Emma.

Emma stayed silent.

"Guess you'll have to ask her," I responded.

"Well whatever, it's a relief it's just you tonight."

"What, how come?"

"Because Emma says sometimes she can hear you and your guests."

"Well it's not me, it's usually the girl that's screaming and moaning."

"Then tell them to quiet down, it's quite bothersome, you're sharing a place, have some decency, you know."

"Hey, I can't help it. The girls are just enjoying it. I'm just giving them what they want."

"They're just treating you like some novelty."

"Nah, I doubt it, I've got what it takes to satisfy them. Sounds like you need to be satisfied as well."

"I'm married, I'm not going to get into what you mean by satisfying me."

"Well it's not like your Asian hubby has what it takes to satisfy you."

Becky casted a gaze at me through her nerdy glasses as if she was about to curse me out.

Emma stepped in and said, "Oh girl, just let it go. He's young, he keeps thinking how his body, and you know what, is what girls want. He's always like this, acting like he's superior. He just doesn't know that the older the woman gets, the more they appreciate other, non-physical attributes of men."

I gave them a shrug and went back to my room.

I masturbated again while the girls were in the living room chatting. I thought about Becky and how she would be a perfect married Asian whore. Have guys gangbang her and cum all over her face, covering her glasses and mouth with cum.

On Friday, after work, I found out from Emma that Becky went on a romantic weekend trip with her husband without telling her. I had no idea why, but Emma seemed upset over it, maybe they had weekend plans. Out of pity, I invited Emma out on a date of sorts. She was skeptical at first but I told her it was just to hang out since neither of us had any plans.

I took her to a bar geared towards expats. Not because of the food and drinks, but because it also had a lot of white men, and more specifically white men with their Asian girlfriends. I wanted Emma to get some real male energy.

Emma wore a cute strappy loose dress with her hair flowing down to her bare shoulders. For some reason, she had a black bra underneath which was totally unneeded. Her makeup though was on point, I always liked her natural makeup, it made her look elegant. I guess age helped her in terms of styling.

We had a few drinks and chatted a bit. I didn't get too off track and just listened to Emma. She opened up a bit about herself, telling me how she was an only child and her mother lives in a retirement home. And how she was earning money to take care of her mother as she got old, as was the Asian tradition.

I asked her if her mother pressured her about getting married and having kids.

"Sometimes my mom would nag me about getting married. But I keep telling her that I don't need a man in my life, I'm independent and can take care of myself," she said.

"You keep saying that. How about having someone to keep you company? Or are you into girls?"

"No, I like guys, but like I said, I don't need one, it's not a priority."

"Well what kind of guys do you like?"

"I'm not asking for much, just someone who loves me and treats me well. Someone who's not needy and emotionally stable. Oh, and also, I guess someone who's taller than me." Emma was 5ft7, relatively tall for an Asian girl. I could see how challenging it would be for her and Asian guys.

I looked around the room to see all the older expats hanging around and said, "Well, what about the guys here? They're all taller than you. And I'm sure they're mature enough."

She looked around and said, "Well all these guys have young girls with them, probably looking for a casual fling and not a serious relationship."

"Well you're just being biased because they're white guys. Maybe they're giving the girls what they want."

"Like what? These girls are young and immature, they don't know what they want. And these white guys are just playing around, they're not going to take care of them."

"So Asian guys would be better at taking care of these girls?"

"Maybe, Asian guys tend to be more mindful and they usually cater to girl's needs."

"You mean they're weak men. These girls here don't want that, they just want to be told what to do and the guys here will give them a good time."

"That's pretty fickle."

"These girls are naturally submissive. They want a boyfriend to be in charge and they like it. Maybe have a baby with their boyfriends. Doesn't your mom ever ask you for grandkids."

"Yes, but I don't want any kids, not right now."

"Well you never know, when you're in the heat of the moment, and the guy finishes inside you."

"Unlikely, I always use protection. I'm not going to let some accident happen."

"Really? Even if you're mad horny and craving dick?"

"Yes! I've never had sex without condoms before. And stop saying these lewd things!"

"Ok ok! But just saying, girls always tell me it's much better without that rubbery feeling."

"Well those girls are dumb, they can risk that. I'm not one of those girls."

"Why don't you go on birth control then?"

"I don't want it to affect my hormones. Plus what's wrong with making a guy wear a condom? If he wants to get intimate then he should use protection."

"Well for one, it feels way better without a condom, for both guy and girl. And second, Asian girls will get delirious when they're mad horny, they're going to want to get some even if the guy insists on going raw. It's just natural and inevitable for these girls."

"Uh no, I'm Asian and I have self-control."

"How would you know. You're not even using the vibrator I got you."

By now, Emma was a bit tipsy and also a bit agitated. I wasn't confrontational but I wanted to prod her a bit more.

"Yes, I used the little toy you got me," she said.

"Really? When was that? How did it feel?"

"I used it the other day, after my gym session...It was good..."

"Aren't you a little devil..."

"Well the workout gave me a rush and I wanted to relax a little, so, why not?"

"So, did you get an orgasm? I don't think I heard anything from your room. Are you masturbating more often now?"

I held Emma's hand to get her to open up. She blushed and didn't respond.

So she has used it, I thought, and after the gym, not while I was fucking other girls in my room.

I didn't inquire further and let the night run its course. We flirted a bit, as playful banter rather than romantically. Emma was rather mindful of her alcohol tolerance and did not get drunk. So we went back home tipsy but nothing else happened.

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A few nights later, I decided to see if I could make a move on Emma.

It was a regular weekday evening. I haven't brought any girls home for a few days, so I was quite eager for some action. I had been stroking and edging my cock all day.

Emma's routine after dinner was to workout at the gym and tonight was no exception. She looked quite stunning in her gym outfit, my favorite look of hers actually. She wore a pink coral sports bra with exposed back and a matching pair of tight shorts. It suited her pale smooth skin and her toned slender body. The outfit also accentuated her curves.

I didn't know who she was trying to impress but she was quite an eye candy and very hot for a 31 year old Asian woman in that gym outfit.

I asked Emma if it would be alright if I also went to work out with her. She didn't have a problem with it.

The gym was located inside the building. At this hour, it was usually empty, so it was just me and Emma inside. She would usually do a run on the treadmill followed by some yoga stretches after. I used the rack and weights and did some strength training and bulking.

The air conditioning in the gym was not working well. The room got hot and stuffy. I could see the beads of sweat around Emma's head and down her back. She had her hair tied up in a ponytail. Her breasts jiggled and her hair flopped around as she ran.

As for me, I took my tank top off and worked out shirtless. Emma gave me her signature disapproving look but since no one else was around, she didn't say a word. I would pace around her treadmill between sets and make sure she caught a glimpse of me.

After her run, she went to do her yoga stretches. She was drenched in sweat, I could see sweat patches along her sports bra. And more importantly, when she got on all fours, I could see a remarkable sweat stain along her crotch. Damn it was sexy to see her ass up and a small wet patch. I wanted to pull her shorts down there and eat her sweaty snatch. But I held back.

When she got back up, I saw her checking herself out in the mirror. She knew she looked hot, her flat stomach and toned curves and the sports bra was barely holding on to her titties. She took her phone out and started to take a few selfies with the phone pointed at the mirror.

I made my move and walked up behind her. She got a bit annoyed that I was in her way but I grabbed the phone from her hand and said it would be better to take a selfie together.

"What do you mean together?!" she balked.

"You'll get more likes. Your followers will wonder who this ripped white boy is next to you."

She thought for a brief moment as she checked me out in the mirror. She was admiring my body and agreed with my thirst trap suggestion.

I pulled her in and wrapped my arm across her neck and stood behind her as I took a picture of both of us in front of the mirror. This was the closest I ever got to her and she did not say a word. Maybe she was really relaxed or aroused after her workout. My arm held her tightly in place, her sweaty back was now against my sweaty chest. I breathed down her neck. She still smelled floral despite being covered in sweat. I felt her shiver from my breath and the touch of our warm moist skin.

She had not been touched by a man for a long time, let alone an embrace from a bigger, stronger man. The firm hold on her also made her freeze in place. I held the phone up high and made sure she had a whiff of my underarm musk. Her breathing became heavier, her senses were getting overwhelmed, from my hold, my breath, my touch, and my scent.

She muttered softly, "You're a bit...too close..."

"You don't like me getting close to you?" It was rhetorical, she wanted me to be holding her.

I put the phone in my pocket and used my other arm to wrap around her waist. I held her tight. So tight that my cock was now rubbing against her sweaty ass. My shaft grew in size as it rubbed along her ass crack. She did not object.

After a moment of close embrace of our bare bodies, she wanted to free up. She tried to pry my arm off her.

"Ok time to let go, big boy. Your sweat is getting all over me."

I tightened up my hold on her, looked at her in the mirror and said, "Don't you want to be held close?"

"I think I'm fine." She continued to try to pull my arm open.

She tilted her head back, our faces were inches away from each other. "Please just let me go."

I caressed my hand over her bare abdomen. Another shiver. I massaged the muscles around her waist. Beads of sweat from her back clung to my chest hair.

"Relax, I'm not going to hurt you. Enjoy this moment." I said.

She struggled and wanted to say something but at the same time she was triggered by the intimate hold.

Her almond eyes gazed at me with confusion. Why was I doing this to her? Why did she not push back? Was it because this masculine white boy was so intimately close to her?

Her lips were dry from the heavy breathing. I knew she wanted to say something, but I didn't want to hear it. I moved in and pressed my lips on hers. I felt her heartbeat suddenly jump.

I gave her a few more soft pecks. She was confused as ever, her horny mind did not know how to react.

"No, we can't do this...," was all she could say.

I moved my hand down her waistband and down to her crotch. She wasn't wearing any underwear, I felt her overgrown bushy vulva. I was expecting that, she hasn't had a man touch her in ages, why would she shave down there.

"No please, you gotta stop Ivan, we can't do this, get your hands out," she continued to struggle.

"Don't resist, just listen to your body...what does your body want after your workout..."

I pinched her labia lips and circled my finger around her clit. She was heaving.

I locked my lips around hers once again. As she was about to shriek, I shoved my tongue in her mouth. I finally tasted her luscious pretty mouth. She mellowed out after my passionate kiss. My finger was now prodding her clit and hole. Her hairy taint was moist from her sweat and vaginal discharge.

I continued to tease, kiss, and massage her for the next couple of minutes to get her all riled up. I knew she wanted to resist but I could also tell how badly she wanted this. I wanted her dumb sexual urges to prevail. I looked at the mirror, her eyes were closed, our mouths were locked, she grasped tightly on my arm that was around her neck while my other arm was down her shorts.

It was quite sexy in my opinion--a big white boy kissing and fondling an older Asian woman in the gym. She was numb and turned on at the same time. All her apprehensions were washed away due to her innate horniness for a man's tender touch. Her erect nipples were showing. And her pale complexions brought out her youthfulness.

I kept massaging her pussy and delicately rubbed her clit. She started to tense, I knew she wanted to cum soon but I prevented her. I stopped everything and gave her a breather. She felt deflated by the sudden pause.

She turned around, gave me a shy look and asked me why I stopped.

I didn't say anything. She ran her fingers along my broad chest. She brushed over the light hair on my torso and my washboard abs. Beneath all that, my cockhead had protruded out above the waistband of my shorts. The pink crown poked through with a heavy drop of pre-cum clinging on.

She wanted to touch my cock but I swatted her hands. I wanted her to beg for it.

"What do you want now?" I asked.

She could have ended everything at this instance and backed away. She was tense and horny and wanted my cock, but how could she say it without sounding desperate.

I looked down at her, she looked just like any other Asian bitch in heat. So pathetic.

"Take your bra off," I commanded her.

She was flustered. How could she do it in the gym. Why would she listen to me? Did I tease her enough to make her want to do this for a young white boy? I looked down on her.

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