You find me standing at one corner of the house party. I'm self consciously tugging at the hem of my plaid skirt, losing a battle to contain the modesty of my squat-induced heavy bottom. Not that the rest of my slutty schoolgirl outfit was much better, with the sheer sleeveless top and the white star shaped pasties on my nipples. My silky black hair in high pigtails to complete the look.

I'm vibing to the music until you cut in.

What? No, I'm not dressed as a Japanese schoolgirl because I'm Asian. I just thought it was cute. And besides, I'm Korean, not Japanese.

Thanks for the drink. I guess.

No, we don't all look the same. That's rude. We're actually culturally very distinct, and-

What?! Do I look like I'm going to just get on my knees and suck you off just because you brought me a drink?! How does that even remotely make sense?

Well. You are kind of cute. And it does feel really big.

Fine. Meet me in the bathroom in five.

//

There's no WAY I'm fitting all of that in my mouth. How do you guys even get this big? I'm much used to smaller Asi-

Smaller guys.

Fuck. I can't stop kissing it. Even your balls taste so good. And they feel so full too.

I guess I should show some gratitude for keeping me company.

//

FUCK I LOVE WHITE COCK

Oh god. I think I'm going to cum again. It feels like you're going to split me open.

You like that tight little Korean pussy? I bet it's tighter than any of the white girls you've fucked right?

Good you fuck me so right.

//

Take that condom off.

Please?

//

That's it. Nice and slow.

Doesn't it feel good when I'm riding you like this?

//

Smack that fucking ass Daddy.

Fuck this little cunt like you own it.

//

The next morning you woke up to the smell of pancakes and bacon coming from your kitchen, and the sight of me wearing nothing but one of your old t-shirts like it's a short dress. You can tell I'm trying not to let my wobbly knees and sore body bother me.

I blush behind the glare I give you as soon as you walk into the kitchen.

"What? I got hungry and I made too much. It's not like I like you or anything."

//

So. Maybe I got a little carried away. I just felt like writing from the perspective of a gal that's totally not a self insert that is totally not into White guys even a little bit.

Oh, and I really wanted an excuse to be in a schoolgirl outfit because why not (I don't have daddy issues you have daddy issues).

You don't have to play it from the specifics of what I wrote. Just maybe keep the vibe.

Just be cool. Be cocky. Have some idea for a plot. It's smut, it doesn't have to be Shakespeare, but I love a good baseline.

Sound good?

Kinks: Casual racism, casual misogyny, being on my knees for my betters, confident, tall, arrogant men that think they can get what they want, struggling with being a strong independent woman when a cock in my guts makes my brain all fuzzy, rough, sweaty, sticky sex, being a cum guzzling nasty whore for you, and cuddles.