1. Meeting Minako (Part 2)


    Date: 8/8/2015, Categories: Interracial, Author: flytoomuch, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    was a dream. There had been a deep connection between them the whole evening. But that connection had peaked during the kiss. Neither of them could deny it. But Minako was terrified. What had just happened? Everything inside her tumbled upside down: every belief and assumption was thrown out the window. She was Japanese—he was white? What would her sister say? What would her mother say? Oh my god what if her father found out she had kissed him? John tried to apologize. His fumbling efforts only terrified Minako even more. “Take me home please.” Minako-san’s cheeks were blooming pink. Her request was whispered. She had just kissed a foreigner. But what scared her even more than the kiss was what she felt afterwards: that she wanted to do it again. Oh god she wanted to do it again and again and again. ________________________________________ Minako rolled her eyes at her younger sister Akiko. “No I’m telling you sis it’s true. Kissing for foreigners is nothing. Sex is nothing to them. Fucking for an American is just like eating potato chips. They fuck a girl and in a few minutes she is forgotten.” Minako glared at her younger sister Akiko dubiously. “What do you know about foreigners and sex? Besides John is Canadian not American.” Akiko smiled. She loved cranking her sister up. “All the same sis, all the same. White guys love to fuck, but it’s like eating a California roll for them.” Akiko grinned. She loved lording it over her older sister. She was the “popular” girl and she ...
    had always known it. Minako may have the brains, but Akiko had the looks. Everyone agreed. “Besides I know a lot. I watch all the foreign shows and movies. I tell you in Game of Thrones they have a lot of lesbian sex. Foreigners like that kind of stuff. If you want to tempt this guy John, send him a text of you kissing Sakura-san.” Akiko giggled a wicked giggle. Minako-san punched her sister lightly on the shoulder, but she also giggled wildly. “You’re crazy Akiko.” Minako blushed a hot pink. Did her sister know that she and Sakura had kissed? Could she even know that Sakura like to touch Minako’s breasts? Akiko could sense things because the sisters were so close, but there was no way she could know that she and Sakura kissed—was there? Three months had passed since John had kissed Minako. The kiss after the concert had terrified the young Japanese intern. She had fled John when the limo had stopped at her apartment building. She had raced up the front steps barely saying goodnight. The evening had ended badly. John had stood on Minako’s bottom step looking up at her tall towering apartment building feeling like the biggest heel in the world. Why had he kissed her? He was such a fool. He had ruined everything. He had assumed too much. He had committed a fatal blunder. Reaching into his jacket pocket John had realized he still had Minako’s scarf. He had fingered the delicate silk. John pulled the scarf out in the dark lonely night. Standing on the step of Minako’s apartment ...
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