1. Submitting to the White Beast


    Date: 10/4/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: MyShyAsianWife, Source: LushStories

    Jerry scared me from the first moment I met him. When he came to run our school summer camp, none of us had ever seen or heard anything like him before. Our school was in rural Thailand and back then, it was a Thai girl’s only school into which this white man, called Jerry, with the loudest voice I had ever heard walked in. It was like throwing a big rock in a quiet pond. It was clear he had never seen anything like us before because if he did he would know that Thai girls don’t like getting our hair wet in rain, getting sweaty in heat or getting our skin browned by the sun. We also don’t like being shouted at and he definitely didn’t know that because he shouted at us constantly. We were never sure when he was angry because his voice was either loud or really loud and every time he spoke we would whisper to each other ‘Why is he angry?’ Yes, I guess he found instructing us frustrating, he seemed always to be shaking his head or rubbing his forehead. You see for we Thai girls, the only time we want to run outside is in the late afternoons when it is not too hot and if it is not raining and then only as long as we aren’t expected to run around too much so that we get ugly visible sweat beads on our face. All of which is why I thought it best to teach dance indoors when I returned at nineteen years old to be a helper on the summer camp. Every day Jerry insisted all of us helpers gathered in a circle on the field before the day’s activities uncaring if it was sunny or raining so ...
    that he could shout his orders at us. Neither did he care that few of us understood what he was saying. One day he was forcing us to stand and listen when it was obvious it was about to rain heavily and when the black clouds poured their rain down, his only response was to shout louder. We stood shivering and staring at him, his drenched t shirt and shorts clinging to him and that was the first time I thought of him naked. I felt so wrong then and as he talked to my part of the circle I made sure my eyes were on him, but as his eyes moved on I could not help drop mine to his wet shorts. He looked so powerful and so masculine. The wetness of his shirt showed his muscles and yes I have to admit, the wetness of his shorts revealed the bulging shape of a white dick. The guilt I felt in looking there was eased slightly by looking at the other girls in the circle and noticing they too were glancing down there. That is not to say we all wanted his dick, because in fact none of us found him handsome or even nice. But to a group of twelve, late teen Thai girls, most of which were virgins, this tough and powerful white man fed our natural curiosity. You only had to look at the internet history on the shared pc, which only helpers could access, to see how many searches had been for ‘naked white men’ or ‘white men with Thai girls’. It was also a two way curiosity. We could feel his eyes on us, usually with less subtlety than ours on him. When we ran his eyes were always chest height and ...
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