r/sluttyasianconfession

Hellooo college age Asian American girl here lol. I posted before about starting college and rushing a sorority and just being totally thrown in with partying with the white frats on campus and even a whole hook up initiation as like first step into the world. It was honestly SUCH a culture shock because all my friends and my boyfriend are Asian and I was never really into that whole scene before.

Since then it's been like... sooo much partying, sooo much drinking, and just seeing how all this college social stuff and the shady parts of adult life works. I was honestly super sheltered before, so at first everything felt kinda scary and sketchy lol. But now I'm getting more used to it and figuring things out as I go.

I'm definitely still new to all of it, but I've learned way more about life outside of classes and books and the lifestyle... and like, the messy/shady side of being an adult too . Still learning every day haha, but yeah, just wanted to give a little update!

Around the American military bases where I used to live, there were always a lot of Asian women who are single mothers raising hapa babies on their own. A lot of Japanese women, but also a mix of Korean, Chinese, Thai, and Vietnamese women. I used to think they were inferior women, sluts and whores who spread their legs and took the cock of a stranger inside their holes without a condom. The white American military men loved to breed us too because in my country they know we can't go after them for child support and the poor Asian women will go through pregnancy alone, or with the minimal help of relatives, and almost always need to work side gigs as a waitress, a bartender, a masseuse inside a shady massage parlor, or even a prostitute, serving the next group of white American soldiers from the military base. Some with their bellies showing. Some right after birth and with milk still leaking out of their nurturing breasts.

It was so humiliating for us Asian women, I thought at the time. And everyone in our community knew they were yellow sluts for white cocks; the fathers who bred them will forever be "unknown American soldiers".

I thought, as a well-educated, westernized Asian woman, this would never happen to me. Until it happened. The urge to be fucked and knocked up by a superior white man is too strong. The white man who bred me explicitly told me that he planned on making me a single mother and I promised him that I would never seek any financial support from him, because having the chance to improve my inferior Asian genes through his superior white sperm was already reward enough for me.

Then I began to understand. The first time I was fucked raw by a white man I begged him to fill me up with his cock. As he was about to cum he told me he was going to cum inside me and that was when he started to pound hard into me. I thought maybe he would pull out but he didn't. He flooded my pussy with so much cum it was leaking out of me. And afterward he played with my clit and all the cum leaking out of me was like lube and it just felt so good and I had the biggest orgasm of my life and from then on I became addicted. I let white men after white men breed me, fuck me raw, treat me like a piece of fuckmeat, a fleshlight, their cum dumpster,

The stigma of single motherhood and shame are still there, but the shame makes my pussy wetter, and it makes me feel so dirty, so inferior, and it also feels so right. I don't understand why. But I love it and just thinking about what happened to me makes me horny.

So to the white American soldiers who conquered and colonized Japan, Korea, China, the Philippines, Thailand, Taiwan, Vietnam, Hong Kong and the rest of the globe and left the marks of your superior genes, please keep doing what you have been doing, impregnating inferior Asian sluts like me daily, knowing that we will love you for it. Do not apologize for being the superior white gods that you are.

If you have read any of my other stories you will know about my best friend Alice. We met as little kids and grew up together. We learned about masturbation and sex together and were soon making each other cum. We are both very sexually adventurous and have tried almost everything.

We were once talking about older guys, like dads, and what made them so hot. Alice blurted out that her dad would love to fuck me. I laughed and asked how she was so sure. She told me it was obvious from the way he looked at me. I reassured her that I would never do that. Our friendship was too important to me. She said she would not mind as long as it was just sex. I still thought it would be weird, and she argued it was no weirder than when I let her sleep with my brother while I listened from the next room.

Alice's dad was like a second dad to me. I had known him for years. He was tall and strong, always in the garden, building or fixing something. He could be stern and serious, and as a kid I was a little scared of him. As I got older though, I realised just how kind and caring he was to me. He made sure Alice knew she was his number one girl, and I was the tiniest bit jealous. He hugged me hello and goodbye every time I saw him. I loved those hugs. The older I got, the more those hugs made me feel strange things.

Alice and I got accepted to the same university, but it was an overnight drive away. Alice's dad said it was too dangerous for a couple of nineteen year old girls to do alone and insisted on coming with us.

We left in the morning and drove until sunset. We had booked a little BnB to stay in overnight. The sleeper couch Alice's dad had planned to sleep on was tiny. There was no way he would fit, and he deserved a good night's sleep. I suggested he share the queen sized bed with Alice and me, and Alice agreed.

We were all tired and sore from the drive, so he showered first and then Alice and I showered together before climbing into bed. Alice was in the middle, with me and her dad on either side. Just sitting in bed so close to him stirred something deep in me.

I was half asleep when Alice's dad turned off the TV and the bedside light. It was dark and silent except for the faint yellow glow of the streetlight and the soft ticking of an old wall mounted clock.

Something woke me hours later. All I could hear was the softly ticking clock. The mattress compressed and released again. Still half asleep, I opened my eyes in the unfamiliar room. I was somehow in the middle of the bed now. Alice must have got up to pee. She was lying on her side, facing the edge of the bed, with me on my side behind her. Her dad was behind me, his weight like gravity bending the mattress, pulling me towards him.

He moved closer. He had taken his shirt off, his warm hairy chest suddenly pressing against my back as he wrapped a strong arm around me, pulling me close. I froze. My heart was suddenly pounding. Was he trying to snuggle with Alice and did not realise it was me? What do I do? Do I say something?

"It's me", I whispered, hoping that was enough for him to realise.

"Sorry", he whispered back, lifting his arm.

"It is OK" I answered.

He paused for a split second and put his arm back down.

Now what? That is not what I meant. It wasn't OK, was it? I lay still. Was snuggling so bad? Alice was right in front of me. I could smell her freshly washed hair and hear her breathe.

He was so much bigger than me, and older. He was breathing hot air down my neck, his hips pressed against mine. I could smell him. That familiar scent from a thousand hugs. His hairy chest kept me warm where my top left my skin exposed. I felt safe, secure, and aroused.

I had drifted off but was woken again by the faintest sensation on the back of my thigh. Was it just my sweatpants tickling me?

I moved my leg slightly and it stopped. A few seconds passed. There it was again, higher this time, closer to my ass. Alice's dad's arm was no longer around my waist.

An urgent thought popped into my mind. My heartbeat kicked into gear. A wave of shocked panic and excitement lit up every nerve in my body. I was suddenly wide awake. I must be dreaming. I listened. Alice's breathing was steady. She was still asleep. I could not hear her dad's at all.

I shifted my hips, running out of space between me and Alice. I waited in the silence. There it was again, faint, right where my thighs meet my ass. My whole body shivered head to toe. Not from cold, from a combination of fear and excitement.

The back of Alice's head was inches from my face, and her dad's fingertip was exploring the crease of my ass. Maybe if I kept still he would think I was asleep and stop. No, that is why he was doing it, because he thought I was asleep. Maybe he wanted me to wake up so he could do more.

If he went any lower I knew what he would find. I kept still, but my body had already given me away. My pussy was throbbing and my sweatpants were already soaked. Every exhale felt too loud in the dark silence.

He could feel it now. Two fingers stroked over the slimy fabric covering my pussy. He paused, then pressed hard enough to part my lips under the slick fabric. I wanted to disappear. My face burned with shame. He could feel everything. How I had been lying there pretending to be asleep while my pussy was ready for him even if I was not.

He found my clit and rubbed slow, deliberate circles. My mouth opened so the escaping air would make no sound as I buried my face in the pillow. Alice's breathing was less noticeable now, quieter. I was going to cum and did not trust myself to do it quietly.

I reached back and grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand onto my thigh. Snuggling was not so bad. I could allow that.

That is when Alice rolled over to face me. Her face was less than a foot away. We froze. I closed my eyes in case Alice opened hers. She was so close I could smell the minty toothpaste on her breath. I listened to the silence, the ticking, my heart, and now his pounding against my back. His controlled breathing was right behind my ear.

About a minute later he slid his hand up my thigh and grabbed a handful of my ass, squeezing hard. I did not mean to arch my back and push back into him as hard as I did. It was like my pussy and brain were fighting for control of my body.

I turned my head and whispered so softly I could barely hear it, "Alice." I hoped that one word would explain everything going through my head.

"Shhh", he whispered, his lips right against my ear. It was dismissive, mostly an instruction with a hint of calming reassurance.

My heart was beating like a drum. I could hear it.

He slid his hand under my waistband and over the soft smooth skin of my bare ass. He found the wet warmth between my legs with ease. Two of his thick fingers slipped smoothly over the length of my hot slit. He parted my lips like the petals of a rose.

I reached back and grabbed his wrist again. The shifting covers sounded too loud in the silence. I was trying not to breathe on Alice as I watched her face. It was still, unchanging, almost as if she was waiting, not sleeping.

I held his wrist, unsure what to do next. I did not push him away, but holding it made me feel like I had some sort of control. With two fingers he found my clit and circled it. His fat thumb pressed slowly into my folds, deeper towards my fluttering hole. He pressed so slowly. I clenched around his fat thumb as it slowly slipped deeper and deeper. He was inside me, in exactly the right spot. He circled my swollen clit some more and I came.

A soft moan escaped right in Alice's face. I buried my face in the pillow and my body tensed, my hips working with my grip on his wrist. I pushed him in as far as he could go.

Alice shifted slightly and I felt her leg brush against mine. Again we froze. His breathing was more ragged now. I listened and watched Alice's face. I could not hear her breathing anymore.

I let go of his wrist and heard a wet sound as he slowly pulled his finger out. There was a faint smell now too, of pussy and sweat.

We lay still for a while, making sure Alice was still asleep. I thought maybe that was enough. He had made me cum and now he would let me sleep. I was wrong. I felt how hard he was against my ass. I felt the mattress compress as he shifted. I could tell he had pushed his sweatpants down.

Oh fuck. He was going to fuck me! With Alice right there. Why would he stop now? A dad in his late forties with the chance to fuck a tight nineteen year old fresh out of high school. Even with his own daughter sleeping within arm's reach, that was obviously a risk worth the reward.

It dawned on me that this was the closest I would ever get to fucking my own dad. I would never actually do it. But right now, with his cock rubbing against me and Alice asleep right in front of us, it didn’t feel as impossible as it should have.

Alice was inches from my face while her dad prepared to put his cock in me. He started to pull my sweatpants down.

"We can't" I whispered, realising I had not said stop or no.

"Why not", he whispered back, a hint of impatience in his tone.

"Alice", I whispered back, as if it wasn't obvious.

He shifted his hips closer anyway.

"Wait", I whispered, trying to delay the inevitable.

Suddenly I felt my sweatpants pulled down to my knees and then somehow all the way down to my ankles. I searched Alice's dimly lit face. Her piercing blue eyes were locked on mine. I felt a rush of blood to the head and my ears rang with panic.

Oh fuck. Alice was awake. My pants were around my ankles and her father was naked behind me, about to push his hard cock into my very ready, dripping wet pussy. Then I saw the look of pure lust on her face and realised. Alice had pulled my sweatpants down and forced them to my ankles with her foot.

It felt like time stood still when only seconds had passed. Her dad had felt Alice move.

"Keep still", he whispered, urgently, slightly panicked.

I could feel his heart pounding against my back in time with mine. I obeyed, frozen like a deer in headlights while I stared into Alice's doe eyes.

Alice gently raised her leg between my knees, spreading them slightly. She took my hand in hers, interlocking our fingers, and silently kissed it. Then she lay still, waiting in the dark. Was she sure she was okay with this?

When her dad was convinced she was still asleep, he put his hand on my hip, then slid it down my naked thigh. He thought I had taken my sweatpants off myself. That was all the invitation he needed.

He rubbed his hot cock head between my dripping lips, coating it in my juices. I wished I could tell Alice what her dad was doing to me. I wished I could make sure it was okay. It was too late now. Every time I opened my eyes she was watching my face, looking into my eyes. I could barely hold her gaze.

I felt ashamed that I was so fucking horny for her dad. The same man who used to wrestle with us on the trampoline, who built us a treehouse, who carried us on his shoulders and threw us around in the pool like we weighed nothing. The man who used to pick me up when I cried and turn my tears into giggles. And now he was about to push his cock inside me.

He slid the length of his shaft between my lips. He was rock hard. I could not see, but it felt big, both long and thick. I whimpered, desperate to feel it in me.

"Shhh," he whispered again as he slid his big hand up my shirt and cupped my boob, my nipple between his knuckles.

I shivered and tensed up, arching my back again.

"Keep still", he reminded.

I opened my eyes again to see Alice's face. Her mouth hung open. It was her turn to be quiet. Would her dad even care if he knew his daughter was watching him fuck her best friend?

I reached back and gripped his cock. No condom. It felt thick and heavy. I could barely close my fingers around it. He started slowly thrusting, stroking himself with my hand. I rubbed my clit with the head of his cock, then teased myself between my lips. Then I guided him home.

As soon as he felt my little hole, he pushed gently forward. The head of his cock stretched me open and then slid inside. It felt better than any cock I had ever had, and he was barely inside me.

Oh fuck, I groaned. It was barely a whisper this time. Alice squeezed my hand. I could tell by her face her other hand was between her legs.

He put his hand over my mouth. Then he sank his thick cock deep inside me in one slow, smooth motion. When I thought he was all the way in, there was more. My pussy burned trying to adjust to his girth.

I put my hand on his hip when I felt his balls on my thighs. I was full. I couldn't take any more. We stayed still like that for a while, my pussy clenching hard on his veiny shaft anytime he made the slightest movement. All he did was put it in me and it felt so fucking good.

His lips were right by my ear again. He slowly, lovingly stroked my thigh, up my side and under my shirt before gently squeezing my boob.

"You okay", he whispered.

"Fuck me", I begged.

He pulled almost all the way out before pushing back in again, slightly faster than before. I came right then. Harder than before. I could not hide it. My whole body twitched and then trembled uncontrollably as he held my hip steady and slowly fucked me through my orgasm.

I was breathing heavily now, my mouth hanging open, and I watched Alice's face, obviously feeling things through her own pussy.

I didn’t think he would last long with my pussy still clenching around him, but he kept going. He changed the rhythm without warning, sometimes shallow, sometimes sinking in deep and staying there until I squirmed. It was exactly why Alice and I had always been drawn to older men.

Alice did a good job pretending to be asleep. Truth is, his cock made me queef a couple of times and the sloppy wet sounds from between my legs were obvious amongst the silence. They at least masked the wet sounds coming from Alice's own pussy.

I felt so fucking good I didn’t want him to stop. Every time I thought he was slowing down he just kept going, only easing off when I came. I wanted him to fuck me until the sun came up.

Eventually his breathing changed. His thrusts became more erratic and I knew he was close. A couple more reckless, jerky thrusts shook the whole bed.

"Shhh", I whispered breathlessly as he came, before I soon followed.

Alice squeezed my hand tight and buried her face in her pillow for the first time as her body went stiff. She knew her dad was pressing himself balls deep in my pussy, his cock throbbing, pumping me full of hot cum, and it had made her cum too.

He stifled a guttural growl in the nape of my neck as he emptied his balls in me. My pussy clamped down hard, milking his cock, and I carelessly rocked my hips back on his cock.

It was as if we all realised at once we were being too loud and relaxed back into the mattress, our bodies limp.

When Alice's dad had finished cumming, he lay there inside me a while longer, only slightly softening. He gently squeezed and stroked my ass a couple more times and then slowly pulled out. His cum poured out of my used pussy, forming a warm puddle under my ass.

He gave me a quiet kiss on the cheek before rolling onto his back and pulling his sweatpants back up. Only a couple of minutes later he was asleep.

I thought Alice was too until I felt her fingertips between my legs. Her eyes went wide as she felt my messy pussy. Her dad's cum was still trickling out of me.

What she did next blew my mind. Two of her dainty fingers slipped easily into my gaping hole. Then, without hesitation, she stuck them in her mouth. I guess she was curious what her dad tasted like. Then she quietly leaned forward and kissed me slow and deep. I tasted his cum on her tongue as her lips pressed against mine.

She gave me the naughtiest smile. She pulled my ruined sweatpants back up and snuggled up against me before closing her eyes.

I lay there in the dark listening to the clock tick. I wondered what the fuck had just happened before I also drifted off to sleep.

Got a WMAF/BWC kink when I had a foursome with my gf, her bff, and a BWC that went south. Ended up being a threesome with him and my gf and her bff with me stroking in absolute amazement at what a big cock could do to a woman. Witnessed my gf’s first multiple orgasms, first time squirting, just a humiliating experience x1000.

Fast forward to now: WMAF is like all I can think about but I don’t want to have this kink, it was sort of forced on me…but now I get off to it? Will this ever go away? I admitted to myself I have a problem when I started to get back into the game dating some new girls (try to keep it Asian ha) but I had this horrible thought of introducing her to the guy with a BWC who stole my gf???? Wtf??? Is this normal??? How do I make this go away

Background: Tall 6'3", well-educated, conventionally attractive white guy here, well-endowed. I seem to have a magical talent of sniffing out "good girls" who secretly want to be more sexual. Not just asians -- all backgrounds.

For this kind of good girl, slutiness is like gravity: It just takes a little push. The key is to know who's susceptible to the push, and in what direction will send her tumbling down to sexual madness.

A typical arc goes is: I spot the good girl, I work my magic --- panties come down. We have lots of sex. Then I continue to escalate -- we have more sex, higher intensity.

Then at some point, we discuss what's going on: she was a good girl, but with repressed desires that we are now living out. Then we talk about her specific repressed fantasies, and we explore them The fantasies are often pretty specific. I have heard:

1. Desire to be dominated and sexually consumed (probably the #1).
2. The desire to completely sexually submit and serve, sometimes in a degrading way (#2, linked to #1).
3. Desire to cheat on their partner, or pretend cheat on their "type" with a different type (me).
4. Desire to be in a threesome with another woman or with two or more men.
5. etc. etc. various other roleplay fantasies, usually with very specific details -- and with both physical and emotional components.

Recently I targeted and converted an attractive 26yo Chinese girl into a regular. Nice career, good girl -- but repressed and needing sexual expression, which we found together. We got to the part about her specific repressed fantasies, and ...

• Her: I'll have to think about it. But I'm pretty sure I just want a big dick, and that's why this is so hot for me.
• Me: Wait, that's it!?
• Her: Yes.

So I probed to see if she had domination, submission, cheating, group sex, other kinks or fantasies. Scenarios she wants to live out, or just role play -- anything more specific, the way other repressed girls do.

But it was all about the big dick though.

Nothing else.

Maybe this is just how asian girls are!

Too bad for SAD if so.

I (22f) work at a movie theatre. I’m very happily engaged to my fiancé (30m) who I’ll call Nathan. We’re set to be married in October.

I work at a movie theatre. About three months ago we got a new hire. I’ll call him Vinnie. 19m. He was pretty quiet when he first started. I’m pretty sure he’s on the spectrum in some way. Took him about a month to get used to the job and the people there.

I had to train him. Wasn’t hard, he caught on pretty quickly to what he needed to do. He’s been respectful to moviegoers and on top of his work since his second week. We all love him.

Since his second month I’ve occasionally caught him staring at my ass. It wasn’t exactly welcome but boys his age will be boys. I never let it get in the way. He eventually stopped hiding it down the line. Everyone else would notice and I’d pretend not to. I even overheard our coworker Randy (83m) telling Vinnie that I was too old for him (bless his heart)

I never really drive to work because I live close enough to usually walk into work and back. Last night was a bad thunderstorm and Nathan couldn’t come and pick me up cause he was also working and I didn’t drive in. Vented my frustration to my coworkers, I was about to call an Uber, and then Vinnie offered to take me home once his shift ended. He had about 45 minutes left so I agreed.

We got in his car. He asked if I was hungry cause he was going to stop at Taco Bell, I said sure. We got there, ordered, then sat in the parking lot and ate. Talking to him was actually kind of nice. We talked about movies we were screening, our personal lives, shitty moviegoers we had, just normal shit. Talking to him made me feel young again in a way. It made me forget that I’m nearing my thirties for a minute.

After we finished eating, I asked him how much I owed him. He insisted that I didn’t need to pay him back, but I can’t stand people doing things for me that I can’t repay. I told him that I was going to repay him either way, and I asked him what he wanted. He got quiet and stared out the windshield. I knew what he meant, I’m not stupid, and I honestly didn’t know what to do in this situation. He quietly asked to see my tits. Of course I hesitated; I knew exactly what he wanted but I was still shocked to actually hear it. He apologized and was about to take me home again. I told him it was alright and to drive us to a more private area (why the fuck do so many people eat at Taco Bell at almost 10pm). He found a secluded area in a nearby Walmart parking lot. He didn’t say a word the entire two minute drive there. I also had no fucking idea what I was doing.

He was avoiding eye contact like crazy when we got there. I wanted to tell him it was okay or something but I couldn’t really bring myself to talk either. I just took my shirt off which was enough to get his attention. That was when I asked if he was okay, to which he choked out a “great.” I took my bra off and watched his face get extremely red.

I don’t know why I was doing this or how I really got here. He motioned to feel and I didn’t say no. This entire thing just filled me with some kind of thrill I don’t think I’ve ever felt. The entire interaction was almost silent. I just started pawing at his dick through his jeans and eventually pulled it out myself. I gave him a handjob while he was grabbing my tits. It really wasn’t anything special. He came on his shirt, I got some on my finger that I licked off out of instinct, and he drove me home. We sat outside my apartment building for a bit and I told him that this couldn’t happen again cause he knew I was engaged. I told him I didn’t know why I let this happen but now I think it’s because I felt young. Going to get late night food with another person is basically all I did until my early twenties when I started dating Nathan and stopped sleeping around at 21.

I feel horrible. Me and Vinnie didn’t really talk at work today (he was still staring at my ass though. Didn’t hide it) and Nathan has no clue what happened. I love Nathan more than anything. Not sure if what I did was in the heat of the moment or if I’m susceptible to doing it again. I want to say I’m not but I don’t know. I didn’t hate doing it but I hate that I could just betray my fiance like that.

okay so i posted that update yesterday about the bus guy touching me and i knew i would get messages but i didnt know i would get THIS many (not that I'm complaining)

my notifications blown up. dozens of you telling me what a slut i am. what you'd do to me. how you'd ruin me if you were him. calling me a good little asian whore for letting a stranger touch me when my bf thinks im being faithful

i meant to just check them quick. just read a few. but i started touching myself and now its been like the next day and i still cant stop thinking about them

then this white guy dm'd me. older. married. started telling me all the filthy shit he wants to do to me and degrading me. i dont know what came over me but i sent him nudes. i came so hard watching his cumshot video

i havent sent my bf a single nude in months. he asks sometimes and i always say im not in the mood or i feel bloated or whatever. but some random white stranger from reddit? i spread my legs and took photos for him 🫠

my bf keeps texting me normal shit about dinner plans and im here covered in my own cum reading about how youd gangbang me on public transit

i think im addicted to this. i think i post just to get these messages now

someone please tell me what a dumb asian slut i am i need to cum again 😭

Ok so I posted this on another sub, posting here because the stranger is a white guy 😳

I’ve been with my bf for 2 years. He's great, kind, attentive, loves me and I love him too

There is this white guy on my morning bus. Mid 40s, rough hands, grey stubble, built like he could throw you around. We have never spoken but we have both caught each other looking. I’ll catch him staring at my legs and he doesn’t look away.. I don’t either. It’s this silent thing we do and my stomach drops every time

It started innocent, I'd wear skirts more often. Then I bought these sheer white panties, you can see everything. I tell myself I’m just wearing them for me but that’s a lie, I want him to see. I sit a certain way.. I let my knees fall open. Two days ago he was standing right there and I “dropped” my lip gloss and took forever picking it up. When I sat back up his face was flushed and I felt it in my pussy immediately, like immediately

Now I go to the bathroom at work and get off thinking about him. Not sometimes. Every. Fucking. Day. I think about him following me off the bus. I think about him bending me over the back seat while everyone pretends not to hear. I think about him ripping my panties off because he’s been watching me tease him for weeks and he’s done waiting

My boyfriend texted me “good morning beautiful” today while I had my fingers inside myself thinking about a stranger’s cock. I came so hard

I know it's terrible but I’m also so fucking wet again just typing this

The fucked up part is I love the shame of it. I love that I'm being a bad girlfriend. I love walking past him afterward wondering if he can tell that I'm a slut for him.

**TL;DR:** wearing sheer panties for a stranger who eye-fucks me on the bus daily, getting off at work thinking about him, feel guilty but also want him to fuck me stupid