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"Ah, so you're Mr. Kasahara. Nice to meet you."
Thirty minutes later, Anna's fatherâEricâreturned.
As expected of Anna's father, he was a refreshingly handsome man with blond hair.
He wasn't particularly tall, the opposite of the stereotypical muscular American man, but standing next to his wife, Mireille, and their only daughter, Anna, he must have made quite the picturesque family.
"N-Nice to meet you. I'm Koichiro Kasahara."
Given how much he loved Japanâenough to move thereâI had expected him to be some extreme Japanophile. But Eric's clothing and appearance were no different from any other white guy you'd see outside.
I had assumed, at the very least, that he'd be some eccentric foreigner living in a samue or yukata, even if he didn't go as far as sporting a chonmage hairstyle.
But then again, Anna and Mireille dressed perfectly normally, so it made sense that Eric would too.
If anything, the only surprising thing was how fluent his Japanese was. Considering Anna's Japanese was nearly native-level, their love for Japan was clearly the real deal.
"I'm sorry. Just because I threw out my back, you had to come all this way. I'm sure you had your own plans, Mr. Kasahara."
As he spoke, Eric grimaced and held his lower back. He had just returned from the hospital by taxi, and it seemed his condition hadn't improved much.
"N-No, well, I'm actually enjoying my first trip to France in all sorts of ways."
Of course, I couldn't possibly admit that 90% of that "enjoyment" was raw sex with Anna.
Once again, I was reminded that I was in a physical relationship with a thirteen-year-old girl.
I felt terribly guilty toward Eric and Mireille, but if Anna tempted me again, I'd probably end up sleeping with her without a second thought.
Sex with this white girl was practically like a drug. Any man locked in a room alone with her would undoubtedly lose control.
"Umm..."
Claire and Charlotte watched our exchange in silence.
They had both witnessed my (physical) relationship with Anna firsthand. Charlotte still seemed wary of me, while Claire's disgust was unmistakable.
If they exposed our relationship hereâ
I'd be finished.
I'd be arrested by either the Japanese or French police and never see Anna again.
Aika might still meet with me, but my relationships with every other girl would be over. And, of course, so would my standing as a working adult.
Suddenly, Claire muttered something. Eric responded in kind. Since Claire was Mireille's sister, their relationship was that of in-laws. I didn't know how in-law relationships worked in France, but at the very least, they didn't seem as close as blood siblingsâthere was a strange distance between them.
"'Did you really need to bring in outside help when we were already here?' That's what Claire said. And then Dad replied, 'Even so, we still needed another man.'"
Anna whispered the translation into my ear, as if she were a live interpreter for a national broadcast.
Apparently, Claire wasn't happy about our presence.
"Claire was hoping to get physical with Dad, you know. She's a single mother, and it seems she cycles through men pretty often..."
The unsettling explanation nearly made me faint.
Could it be that Mireille sent me to France partly to prevent that? I had assumed it was just to protect Anna from the flu virus and to avoid taking away precious father-daughter time, but it seemed things weren't that simple.
However, Eric didn't seem interested in the slightest. Claire was stunningly beautiful, but with a wife like Mireille, it'd be a crime to cheat. And with her own sister, no lessâ
(...Talk about a massive boomerang.)
I deeply regretted what I'd done with Aika's younger sister, Suzuka, as I tried to figure out how to navigate this tense situation.
From Claire's perspective, we were nuisances who had ruined her chance (however one-sided) with Eric. Worse, she didn't seem particularly friendly toward Japanese or Asians in generalâI could feel her racially charged, contemptuous gaze on me.
"Anyway, why don't we help Eric unpack? That's probably why we're all here, right?"
I made a safe suggestion, and this time, Eric translated it. With Anna and Eric speaking such fluent Japanese, it was easy to forget, but I was in Paris, France.
"Hmm, pourquoi pas."
Fortunately, Claire didn't seem temperamental enough to snap at such a harmless proposal, and we awkwardly began working together to help Eric move in.
Anna and Charlotte handled the lighter unpacking, while the adultsâme and Claireâtook care of the larger furniture.
And that's when it happened.
(Whoa...)
As we bent forward to lift a low dresser, an unbelievably deep cleavage peeked out from Claire's shirt.
The kind of massive breasts only an adult white woman could haveâfar beyond Aika or Mizuki. Big boobs.
Naturally, Claire noticed exactly where I was looking.
"Samurai boy."
Her tone was dripping with humiliation, deliberately provoking me.
Earlier, while giving me a blowjob, she hadn't said a single nice thing.
It was clear she looked down on us Japanese.
As proof, she didn't even bother covering her chest, instead flaunting her enormous breasts proudly.
They really were incredible.
This was what people meant by "voluptuous."
As an Asian man, I felt like admitting defeat to a white woman, but I was still a Japanese man. I couldn't just roll over that easily.
"Fucking whore."
The moment I said it, her face twisted in displeasure.
She probably never expected a Japanese man to call her that.
Her hostility toward me was now unmistakable.
"Come on, jap."
She deliberately used Englishâand an obvious racial slurâto provoke me, making sure I understood.
Luckily, no one else seemed to hear, or the room's atmosphere would've frozen over.
I took the bait.
Not that we could start a fistfight here, so we wordlessly agreed to step outside.
As we left, Claire said somethingâprobably telling the others we were going out to buy something.
Charlotte looked flustered watching us, while Anna gazed at me anxiously.
I whispered "It's okay" to Anna, and in a voice only I could hear, she replied:
"Just do what you always do with me, and you'll be fine."
I didn't understand what she meant at first.
"Huh!?"
But then it hit meâshe was talking about sex. I couldn't help but let out a noise.
I had assumed Claire and I were about to have a heated argument, language barrier be damned.
But I was naive.
This was France.
The land of sex.
"Come on, jap. Je vais te réduire en bouillie."
Claire led me toâof all placesâa love hotel in Paris.
At first, I thought it was a misunderstanding, but the first floor was lined with adult toys, so there was no mistake.
Claire was challenging me to a sex battle.
Who would've thought I'd end up sleeping with another woman in France besides Anna?
And not just any womanâMireille's sister. Anna's aunt.
A grown woman, single but with a daughter, Charlotte. Was it even okay to have sex with her?
Anna had given her permission, and as long as we used protection, it was practically like having Aika's approval too. But I'd never slept with an adult white woman before. In fact, until I met Aika, I was a virginâI'd only ever had sex with girls under thirteen.
Honestly, even that was questionable, but going up against a woman who'd been with countless men was a losing battle for me. I wanted to run, but if I backed down now, I'd be treated like a loser for the rest of my stay in France. There was no turning back.
"Hey, jap. Are you chicken?"
Being called a chicken pissed me off.
Fine.
Whatever.
No matter how many times she made me cum, no matter how badly I lost in bed to a French woman, I'd make sure to get my revenge with this dick.
"Mmphâ"
In a fit of recklessness, I suddenly grabbed Claire and kissed her. I forced my tongue between her soft lips, devouring her.
I hoped catching her off guard would make her shrink back, but this was France, the land of sex. She immediately returned the kiss with just as much passion.
It was like a kiss between lovers.
We clung tightly to each other, greedily exchanging saliva. In my mind, I pretended she was Suzuka. That stubborn, cool girlâI wanted to trample her pride with a kiss like this someday. Pouring all my lust into it, I teasingly flicked the tip of Claire's tongue.
Of course, Claire wasn't the type to submit so easily. Even as we kissed deeply, her hand slid down to my crotch, stroking my erection through my pants.
Just like before, her technique was on another level compared to Aika or the others. It was a handjob so lewd it felt like it was melting my brain.
"Ah..."
I was on the verge of cumming, but I desperately fought back, groping Claire's massive breasts.
In my mind, I imagined they belonged to her sister, Mireille.
Every time we passed each other in the hallway, Mireilleâthe picture of a graceful white womanâwould greet me with a smile. How many times had I fantasized about kneading those enormous breasts?
They were on a completely different level from Aika, Anna, or even Japanese AV actresses. Of course, as Anna's mother, I'd never get the chance, but because it was impossible, the desire only burned hotter.
Back in middle school, my English teacher was a young, cute, big-breasted woman.
But a bratty middle schooler would never get the chance to grope his teacher's tits. That's why we'd burn the sight of her chest and soft-looking butt into our minds during class, then go home and jerk off.
To me now, Mireille was just like that teacher.
The very fact that she was unattainable made me yearn for her even more.
"As expected of Mireille's sisterâthese tits are insane."
Claire's breasts were just as ridiculously huge. Aika and Anna's firm, perky breasts, but Claire's were overwhelmingly soft.
When I pressed my palm against them through her clothes, the flesh spilled out from the sides of my hand. Unbelievably pliant, shape-shifting breastsâthis was the white woman's bust of my dreams.
"Ah...!"
Even as Claire stroked me, I fought back fiercely.
First, I pinched her nipples through her clothes, teasing them with my fingertips. Given their size, her nipples had plenty of volume too. Eventually, I slipped my hand under her shirt, directly tweaking her pink nipples until Claire began moaning.
"Soit pas trop gourmand, sale puceau."
Annoyed that I was taking the lead, Claire said something condescending. But the occasional moans and flushed cheeks betrayed her lack of composure. As if to prove it, she yanked my pants halfway down and began working my erect cock directly.
"Ahh..."
Her handjob felt amazing.
She must've handled dozens of men's dicks beforeâthere was an intimidating skill to her touch.
But at the same time, I could tell she was getting turned on too. At this rate, I could probably go all the way without issue.
"Qu'est-ce que tu fais?!"
Ignoring Claire's confusion, I slowly stripped her. When I pulled off her shirt and bra, an enormous pair of breasts spilled out.
They were so large it was a miracle they defied gravity without losing their shape.
The kind of white woman's bust I'd only ever seen in Western porn was now right in front of me, jiggling softly.
Next, I reached for her pants, but Claire, focused on jerking me off, didn't resist. Maybe she'd already accepted this was going all the way.
Once her panties were off, revealing a completely bare pussy, she braced herself against the wall and stuck her ass out toward me.
"RamĂšne toi le Jap. Je vais te montrer Ă quel point ta petite bite est minable."
She was clearly taunting me.
Not that it matteredâa white beauty was presenting her pussy to me. There was no way I wouldn't be turned on.
"Eh ben alors, on dirait qu'il grossit encore."
Seeing my dick grow even harder, Claire scoffed like she was talking down to a child.
No matter how big it got, a Japanese guy's cock could never satisfy herâthat was the gist of it.
The pussy she presented to me was a pretty shade of pink.
It didn't look like she'd ever given birth. Did that mean Mireille's pussy was just as pristine?
Without waiting for permission, I shoved my throbbing cock into Claire's defenseless pussy. After being mocked so much (or at least feeling like I had been), I was eager to put her in her place.
"AHH!"
Instantly, her back arched like a bow. Tall as she was, the sight of her tits bouncing as she threw her head back was unbelievably erotic.
"Incredible... Overseas pussy really is different."
Once I was fully inside, her vaginal walls immediately coiled around me, clinging tightly. It reminded me a little of Anna's pussyâhers also wrapped around my dick gently yet firmly.
The difference in size was obvious too.
Middle schoolers and elementary schoolers were one thing, but an adult woman's body was on another level. Even when I hilted myself inside her, I couldn't reach her cervix.
White women were probably better suited for the massive cocks of white or black men. But that didn't mean I'd back down. As a representative of Japanese men, I was going to fuck her senseless.
"AH! AHH!!"
The moment I started thrusting hard, Claire's moans turned wild. The sound of flesh slapping echoed through the hotel room.
"Damn, the sheer intensity is on another level."
Fucking her from behind emphasized the size of her ass and tits. Her breasts were so big they slapped against her own ribs with every thrust. The height of her hips in this position, the way her blonde hair whipped aroundâeverything about her was so different from Japanese women.
Even with how rough I was being, I didn't feel like I was going to cum immediately.
Because her pussy was surprisingly loose.
It probably wasn't because of her sexual experience or having given birth.
Compared to Japanese women, white women's pussies were just bigger, so naturally, they were looser. That's why they suited the massive cocks of white or black men. But for a Japanese guy like me, it just felt unsatisfying.
Most of the girls I slept with were thirteen-year-olds like Aika and Anna, or even Suzuka, an eleven-year-old. Compared to them, Claire's pussy felt like easy mode.
I was the one who took Suzuka's virginity. Compared to the tightness of her pussy, Claire's might as well have been a wide-open hallway.
"Aah! C'est incroyable! C'est la premiĂšre fois que je vois une bite aussi dure!!"
"What's wrong? You've gotten awfully quiet. Where'd all that bravado from earlier go?"
With my dick holding strong, I had room to play around.
Now that Claire was moaning sweetly, I went on the offensive.
"Aaah! Oh oui ça c'est bon! La bite de samurai c'est trop bon!!"
Since I couldn't reach her cervix, I focused on hammering her G-spot relentlessly until she started screaming like a porn star.
"You like that, huh? Say itâsay you lost to a Japanese dick!"
Taking advantage of the language barrier, I hurled degrading taunts at her.
Soon, I got so into it that I grabbed both her arms, restraining her as I pounded her mercilessly.
"Aaaah! Oh mon dieu! Stop! Si tu me baises aussi fort, je vais pas pouvoir oublier une telle sensation!"
If I fucked Suzuka this hard, I'd cum in five seconds. But with Claire, I could last as long as I wanted. Not to look down on white women, but her pussy just didn't provide enough stimulation.
The way her walls gripped me was distracting, but adjusting my speed was enough to keep control. After daily sex with middle and elementary schoolers, making a mother like Claire cum was child's play.
"Aaah! Je jouis! Je jouis sur la bite d'un Japonais!!"
A particularly shrill moan rang out. Without cumming myself, I'd made Claire climax.
Even among white women, it wouldn't have been this easy with Anna.
At thirteen, her pussy was much tighter, and our bodies just fit together perfectly.
Plus, her real talent was reviving my dick no matter how many times I came. If she got on all fours and begged for my cock, even the most exhausted dick would spring back to life. And then she'd drain me dry in the most literal sense.
"The match is over, right?"
Still fully hard, I pulled my cock out of Claire's pussy.
She turned to glare at me weakly, her expression complicated.
For her, sex ending without the man cumming must've been the ultimate humiliation.
Especially when the man was a Japanese guy she'd looked down on.
"Suck it. Drink up your Japanese master's cum."
I half-expected her to kick me in the balls, but after a moment of hesitation, Claire obediently took my still-dripping cock into her mouth.
Her blowjob skills were insane.
As if our earlier sex had never happened, she expertly milked me dry.
In terms of sexual experience and technique, she was undoubtedly far superior.
But this time, the compatibility just wasn't there.
In a way, I was the kind of guy who could only cum in pussies as tight as an elementary schooler's. A white woman like Claire, who'd given birth, just didn't provide enough pressure.
For white or black men with huge dicks, her pussy was probably heaven. But for me, Aika, Anna, and Suzuka's pussies were still the best.
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