This story is purely fiction, all characters and events are fictional, any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. The story contains oral sex, mf sex, wmaf, flirting romance, and creampie. Unlike my other stories, there's no raceplay, fetishes, or power dynamics. This is a purely interracial story about an Asian girl instantly falling for a white boy.

Kelly sat on the picnic blanket under a shady tree, half daydreaming and half bored. It was late afternoon on a hot summer day. She watched the toddlers run around as their Asian parents gave chase. She was at a birthday picnic party for her friend's kid. Inevitably, her friend invited other parents, so most guests were either parents or couples.

She got bored of all the small talk and chatter about kids and just sat on the blanket.

Suddenly, she felt a soft smack against her back. As if someone had thrown something at her.

She jolted and turned around. She saw a frisbee right behind her.

She took her sunglasses off and looked around.

"Sorry!" a guy said as he came running towards her.

He was a tall, young white guy wearing a baseball cap, shirtless, and incredibly handsome looking.

"Sorry! I tried to warn you but you didn't respond. Are you ok?" he said as he picked up the frisbee.

"I...I...uh," Kelly was speechless. She was just admiring this young guy. His charming facial features, his distinct clean shaven jawline, and attractive physique glistening with sweat.

The guy threw the frisbee back to his friends and stayed. He asked, "Are you ok? Are you hurt? I'm so sorry!"

She gave him a dazed look. She could now smell his musky scent. She was captivated for some reason, visually and olfactory. Some sort of sensory attraction.

"I'm Rylan by the way," he said.

"I'm...I'm Kelly, nice to meet you," she responded and she fixed her long black hair to be more presentable.

"Look, I'm sorry. Are you ok? Can I offer you a drink or something?"

Kelly was fine. She looked at her friends who seemed to have forgotten about her. And then she looked over at Rylan's friends, three shirtless white guys throwing the frisbee around.

She shrugged and said, "Sure."

They walked over to the cooler that Rylan's friends brought. Kelly grabbed some flavored sparkling water.

She took a sip while discreetly sneaking glances at Rylan's well-defined, athletic upper body with a light layer of fuzzy chest hair. She wasn't prepared to meet such a hot guy today. And here she was, dressed very casually in a loose white tank top that showed her black bra and a pair of boring jean shorts.

"So you're with that group?" he asked, pointing over to her friends.

"Yeah, it's my friend's daughter's birthday. Most of them are new parents or they're married and planning to have kids. So I'm a bit out of place, being the only single gal."

"I hear ya. No singles to mingle with?" he said.

"A few. Those Asian guys talking over there. But they're not my type," she said.

"So what's your type?"

You're my fucking type! She wanted to say. A hot, handsome, sexy, shirtless white guy!

Instead, she responded diplomatically, "Um, more active guys. Guys who workout and have a bit of muscle."

"Like my buddies?"

Kelly smiled bashfully. His buddies were all equally as hot.

"Well sorry to say, they're all taken. Two of them are married and the other is gay," Rylan said.

"Well I wasn't planning to hit on them," Kelly clarified.

"That's a shame. You want me to find some athletic guys in the park for you? I see a few hot ones around."

Kelly was beginning to think if Rylan was gay or what.

"I think I'm ok, unless you find me unattractive and boring to talk to."

Rylan took a look at her outfit and said, "Pretty basic."

Guess he's not into me.

"Basic look I mean. But it's good, not pretentious or high maintenance," he continued.

Kelly blushed from the compliment.

"Am I your type?" she decided to ask him directly.

"Asian girls...," he paused to think.

Ugh stupid thing to ask.

"I've never been with an Asian girl before. They're usually shy, reserved and conservative," he said. "But you don't seem so."

"I'm definitely not. Maybe a bit conservative," she said.

Rylan sat on the grass and leaned back. Kelly sat next to him and had a full view of his smoking body as the sun shined on him.

"Tell me more about yourself," he said.

This looked promising.

Kelly told him that she was 32 and worked at a consultancy firm with a lot of work travel. Her dating life had been rather spartan all these years. She noted how all her friends are either having kids or getting married and she felt a bit left out being the last of the bunch.

Rylan was 27 and did mostly freelance work helping content creators with filming, editing, and brand management. He lived an hour outside the city and had been trying to get into the city a bit more to meet people. He wanted to avoid the loneliness epidemic.

They chatted a bit as the sun started to set. At times, Kelly got flirty and complemented on his looks and humor. Whatever it took to build some chemistry between them. There were no red flags and she was now attracted to him in every way.

Rylan's buddies left shortly. And Kelly could see that her friends were packing up.

"My friends are packing up, I should say bye to them," said Kelly as she got up. "You got any plans tonight?

She was hoping to spend a bit more time with him.

Rylan was busy on his phone. He looked up and said, "Yeah...I think I have some unexpected plans...."

"Oh...then let me just say bye to my friends," she said. Darn, guess I'm going back home early tonight.

Kelly went over to say bye to her friends and returned to Rylan to exchange contacts.

"So where are you off to?" she asked.

"I'm going down to Blossom park?" he said.

"Oh! That's near where I live!" she said. "What are you doing around there?"

"I'm meeting this girl," he said.

Ugh, why did he say that?!

"Booty call...," she muttered just loud enough for him to hear.

"What? No! Not a booty call. This girl, she's my cousin. She's like 20 years old."

"So now you have a thing for a girl 7 years younger than you?" she said in a semi-jealous tone.

"No! She's a college student. She's having a party or something. And her mom, my aunt, is out of town and texted me to see if I could sorta supervise them, to make sure they're not having alcohol. Something about home insurance and minors drinking," Rylan explained.

Kelly moped.

Rylan wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her in for a side hug and said, "I'm sorry you thought I was going to hook up with some young chick. I'm not that kind of person."

Kelly cherished his embrace and his odor tingled her senses once more. She admitted that she overreacted and said, "You smell."

"Oh shit," said Rylan as he gave his pits a smell. I went to his bag and sprayed some deodorant on.

He flexed his arms up again and asked Kelly if he smelled better. Kelly didn't hesitate and placed her nose up to his hairy pits and inhaled.

"Now you smell like deodorant. You smell fine. But I do like your natural body odor more," she said.

"I see you've found an attractive feature," he said.

"Yeah white guys smell masculine and sexy," she said salaciously as she traced her fingers along his hairy torso.

"Well I'd like to get to know the smell of an Asian girl sometime," he chuckled.

They continued to chat as they walked to the subway. Rylan remained shirtless until they left the park. He put on a white tank top that was slightly ripped on the side.

A bit basic himself.

"So did you have a good time?" he asked as they waited for the subway.

"Yup, lovely time talking to you," she said.

"So how come you weren't interested in the guys at your friend's party?"

"You saw them. They're all scrawny or out of shape Asian guys. Nothing against them but they're just not my type."

"Oh, I've always thought Asians were more conservative and insular and preferred to date each other."

"That's just a stereotype. Asian parents insist on that because they wanna keep the lineage and preserve the culture."

"So Asian girls do like white guys...?"

"Um, have you not noticed my friends? Three of the four couples were white-Asian couples. Three of the girls all married white guys."

"I guess I have a chance with Asian girls," Rylan said feeling a bit confident.

"Oh you have more than a chance. A lot of Asian girls just prefer white guys in general. Better attributes."

"Like what?"

"Like I said before, you're all taller, bigger, muscular, handsome, with a sexy smell. And I like your charming yet rugged look."

"Haha but that's just what you like!"

"No," said Kelly, "A couple of my Asian girl friends have confided to me that they like white guys cause it's, um, bigger down there. And white guys can satisfy them better."

"So Asian girls do care about sex...," Rylan said just as the train arrived.

Kelly smiled and they jumped on.

After a dozen stops, they got off the Blossom Park station. Rylan walked Kelly to her apartment which was only six minutes away. They hugged before Rylan went off. Kelly immediately regretted not making a move to kiss him before he went off.

She missed his presence and wished she could have spent more time with him.

She got back to her apartment and showered and tidied up. She jumped in the bed and relaxed.

She answered messages and scrolled through her phone. Despite all that, something was still gnawing at her. It was Rylan. She just couldn't get the image of him out of her head. His dazzling eyes, fine face and his sculpted chest and abs. She wished she took pictures of him at the park.

Without realizing, her hand hovered over her panties and began to massage her crotch. Another hand massaged her breast as she imagined Rylan next to her, or on top of her. She wanted to savor his scent and his warm body.

She was mad horny now. She couldn't take it any longer and grabbed her vibrator from her nightstand. She turned it on and pressed it against her panties just above her vulva. It provided a nice subtle sensation. She kept fantasizing about Rylan and how she wanted to ravage his body and have him make passionate love with her.

She tried hard to orgasm but couldn't quite get to it.

A bit defeated she laid still in bed and wondered what he was up to.

She checked her messages to see if he had sent her anything.

Nothing.

Would it be weird if I sent him a message? Would he even notice or care? Should I make the first move? Why am I so infatuated with him?

After much internal tussle, she finally gathered the confidence and sent him a simple message: "Hi! What are you up to? How's the party?"

She waited.

Ten agonizing minutes later, a new message popped up, it read: "Hey there! Not asleep yet? Party is alright. I feel kinda awkward babysitting my cousin and her friends."

"No booze for you. You're not chatting with her friends?"

"They're all 20 years old. Too young. Nothing to talk about."

"They're not hitting on you?"

"I'm too old for them."

"You're chatting with an older woman. Older basic woman," Kelly remarked.

"Basic but I like how you kept showing me your black bra underneath," he wrote back.

Kelly was in bed, still wearing the same bra from the afternoon. She didn't know why or what compelled her but she took a selfie of her in bed, showing the bottom half of her face and her black bra and flat stomach. She accentuated her cleavage a bit and then hit send.

Another long agonizing wait.

He must think I'm just some old, lonely, desperate Asian lady.

Several minutes later, he finally wrote back: "You look very sexy in bed."

And then he attached a picture. It was a bathroom selfie with him shirtless in front of the mirror and flexing his arms.

"Sexy photo," she replied. His toned body was turning her on.

"Is that a vibrator I see?" he said.

Shit! She didn't notice when she took the selfie that her vibrator was next to her.

She responded with a laughing emoji.

"Naughty girl. So Asian girls do like to masturbate," he said.

Kelly didn't know how to respond. Should she sext him? Or just pretend to be innocent?

She simply reacted to his message with a thumbs up.

Another photo came in which shocked her.

It was a photo pointed downwards towards his shorts. It had a view of his hand in his shorts holding his erect cock. The top half was covered by his underwear, while the bottom half showed his hand, base and bush.

Kelly was in awe. She kept looking at his brown unruly pubes and his veiny shaft which looked long and thick. Her heart was beating with excitement. She wanted it so badly. She wasn't sure what to respond with. A picture of her own genitals?

After she failed to respond, Rylan sent a follow up, "Sorry, if that got out of hand. I didn't mean to offend you in any way."

Kelly wasn't offended at all. She was just so aroused.

She finally mustered up the confidence. She pulled her panties up to reveal the tuft of black pubic hair sitting on top of her vulva, turned on the flash and took a picture. It was similar enough to what Rylan sent.

His reaction was almost instant, it read, "Wow! Hot! And those creamy white streaks on your panties, you've been playing with yourself."

She looked at the gusset on her black panties. They were evidently soiled. She was leaking all night. She was so embarrassed.

She wrote, "OMG, I can't believe you noticed that."

"It's too sexy. I want to taste you, right now."

"Now?"

"Yes, or I'm gonna blow a load in my cousin's bathroom," he said. He attached a selfie of his body sitting on the toilet and jerking himself. It was a poor angle so she couldn't really see his cock except his bulbous pink tip this time.

"No, come over now. I need you," she wrote back.

Am I really inviting this guy over for sex?

She sent him her apartment number and waited anxiously. She was like a nervous high school girl waiting for her crush. Her pussy tingled with anticipation.

What felt like an eternity but finally a knock on her front door.

She got out of bed and opened the door. It was indeed Rylan. He looked the same as before. While Kelly was just in her undies--matching black bra and panties.

Before she could even greet him, he pulled her by her waist and gave her a kiss. She melted from the sudden intimacy. The two couldn't contain themselves and began munching each other's mouths. Their tongues flicked around in their mouths.

She removed his tank top and Rylan unhooked her bra. They embraced again. This time her breasts and erect nipples made contact with his hairy torso. She was horny beyond control as Rylan's strong arms held her closely.

They broke off their kiss and looked at each other without saying a word. Her eyes glittered with lust while his eyes gave a commanding presence. She knew he had to be satisfied first.

She got down on her knees and pulled his shorts down. And then his underwear.

That was when she noticed that there was another rip along the waistband.

She pulled them off and his mighty cock sprung out.

She gave his ripped undies a sniff and then asked, "Why do guys keep wearing clothes that are ripped up?"

"Why do you keep sniffing them then?"

She knew why. There was no denying that she was addicted to his manly musk, it was much too intoxicating. Rather than sniffing his torn, ripe undies, she wanted to sniff him at his source.

She examined his big cock. It was circumcised, girthy with an admirable length, probably 7.5in. Just the way she liked.

She first went to sniff his scrotum and licked them as she stroked his shaft. She worked upwards around the base of his shaft to inhale his sweaty, hairy pubes. The smell was divine. She was in overdrive which prompted her to wrap her lips around his cock.

She tasted his precum and began to suck him like no tomorrow. Her pussy was on fire and leaking profusely. There was no feeling better than sucking on a meaty phallus. Her mouth could only get less than half of his cock in her mouth. So to compensate, she stroked the lower half and pleasured his great staff.

The blowjob went on until he felt like he could blow.

Rather than finishing, he made her get on her bed.

He pulled her panties off and it was now his turn to play with her succulent hairy pussy. Her wetness had already seeped all around her vulva, coating her labia with a clear coat of fluid.

"Fuck...I want," he said starring at her genitals.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Kelly tried to close her legs.

"I...I haven't shaved...sorry," she said.

"It's ok. Your bush is so cute. Instead of all over the place, it's just this neat patch right above your pussy," he said.

Kelly was starting to feel a bit self-conscious of her sex.

"I wanna taste you. Taste my first Asian pussy," he said as he forcefully opened her legs.

He dove in. She squirmed the instant his tongue danced around her vulva. It had been a while since anyone ate her so she was incredibly sensitive. Every little flick, lick, lap of his tongue prompted her to moan.

He ran his digit around her labia and then inserted it in her hole.

"Oh baby! Oh Rylan! Oh my god! Oh!" she kept moaning until he found her magic spot.

He began to chomp around her clit, his tongue twirled around though never directly touching her nub. His finger curled just enough to stimulate her g-spot.

Her moaning grew louder as she was about to erupt.

"Oh Rylan! Just like that! Yes! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Ahh!" she yelled.

Her hips buckled and clamped around Rylan's head as she came hard in his mouth. Her body shook violently as the orgasm pulsed around her body. She could feel her vagina contracting against Rylan's finger that was dug deep in her.

She mellowed out for a bit and said, "Oh Rylan, that felt so good. I needed that so much. That was amazing!"

"Your pussy was excellent. Flowery and a bit salty at the same time. Yum!" he commented.

Rylan stood up at the edge of the bed. Her legs were still apart and writhing from her orgasm. He whacked his fat cock around her vulva and said, "You know what else you need?"

Of course she knew. She had been dying for it the entire night. And now it was just resting on her hairy vulva.

He placed his cockhead right at her entrance and teased her wet, pulsing hole a bit more. Kelly breathed heavily from anticipation.

"What do you want?" he asked her.

"I...I want you to put your cock in me," she replied softly.

"Raw?"

She nodded. For a moment, she thought about using a condom but she didn't want to disrupt the flow. She told herself that it was going to be worth whatever risk. She just had to have him--feel his exquisite cock inside her.

"I'm glad you Asian girls love taking raw white cocks," he said delightfully.

And then he plunged his cock inside her.

Kelly squirmed slightly as she adjusted to his girthy cock entering her tight unused hole.

"Too big?" he said as he paused.

"No...," Kelly endured, "I want it...."

"That's right, you said you Asian girls like the feeling of a big cock."

"Yes! I want your big cock in me. Put it all the way, I want to feel every inch of you fucking me!"

He continued to thrust until her pussy accommodated whatever it could. Her delicate moist insides filled to the max as it squeezed against his large cut cock.

Kelly was delirious as her pussy consumed his cock. He began to fuck her which gave her the stimulation she wanted. He started sensually with his hands roaming around her soft smooth skin. He squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples and tickled her clit. Kelly felt like she was in heaven, seeing this hunk play with her body and giving the intimacy that she wanted. Especially the raw penile-vaginal penetration. It was illustrious.

The playful sex soon shifted once her pussy loosened up. He then held her by her wrists and pounded her hard.

It was so forceful and so dominant, she loved how his cock felt inside her pussy. She looked over to her vibrator that was still on her bed.

Rylan saw and grabbed it. He turned it on and pressed it against her clit while he fucked her. That combination augmented everything. Another orgasm quickly built up again from the dick in her pussy and the vibrator rumbling around the outside. More pounding and more vibrating culminated in another explosive eruption out of her vagina.

She moaned and wailed mercilessly again. Rylan never let up with his fucking even as her body convulsed.

She saw the beads of sweat dripping down his face and on his chest. This white man was just showcasing his primal rugged sexual energy. He was like a beast.

To avoid depleting all his energy, Kelly proposed they switch places.

His staff pointed directly skyward as Kelly squatted over him. She didn't hesitate and sunk her pussy down on him to pleasure him once more. They embraced and kissed. His warm, hairy, sweaty body pressed against hers, their lips pressed together and tongues intertwined as her lower body did all the work to stimulate each other.

"God your cock feels so good," she would whisper to him.

"Your pussy feels just as good too," he whispered back.

It was so endearing and so passionate for the both of them. But Kelly wanted more. She couldn't get enough of him.

She lifted Rylan's arms above his head and unveiled his hairy, sweaty armpits. The potent odor that intoxicated her. She buried her face right in there and began to lick and sniff. Her crotch gyrated faster as she wanted to cum once more from the tantalizing sexual experience.

She grinded hard and faster until she got what she wanted. She arched back up and pressed on her clit and then exploded once more.

"Ahh! I'm cumming!" she screamed as another electrifying surge sparked through her.

Her pussy kept contracting against Rylan's stiff rod and compounded her orgasm.

"Oh fuck, Kelly, fuck! I'm close!" he grunted as he teetered towards the brink of no return.

Kelly's eyes were closed and kept grinding on him to savor her orgasm. He wasn't sure if she heard him.

"Fuck I'm cumming! I'm gonna cum inside you if you don't get off me! Are you on birth control?"

That was when Kelly's eyes opened. She looked at him and said, "No."

"Then get off me! I'm cumming!"

She didn't budge. Instead she planted herself steadfastly on him and said, "Cum inside me! I want it! I want to feel your hot cum!"

"You sur-? Ah! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Rylan yelled as he thrusted upwards and his spunk came blasting uncontrollably out of his cock and straight into Kelly's unprotected pussy.

Rylan kept spasming until he deposited every last drop in her sultry pussy. Kelly collapsed on top of him and the two were a heap of sweaty mess. They breathed heavily as they recuperated. Both feeling grateful they had found each other today and were able to engage in such riveting and intense intercourse.

"Wow, that was some phenomenal sex!" Rylan finally spoke.

"Best I've had. And ever...ever since I saw you this afternoon, I've been craving you," she said. "I just couldn't believe we would be fucking so soon."

"Me either. And here I thought all along that Asian girls were more innocent and more reserved. But you, you did everything. You were fantastic. And you let me cum inside you."

"I...I just trusted you.... I just wanted to feel what it would be like. I have to confess, I just had a sudden desire for someone to ejaculate inside me while I'm ovulating...."

"Wait," he said as his cock plopped out of her hole, "are you planning to stay that way? Wait, I can't get you pregnant."

He started to worry.

"No silly. No. I'm not. I'm gonna take the pill tomorrow, I promise," she tried to reassure him. "I..I just had the craving.... After seeing my friends with their kids today, it gave me some motherly urges. Urges to get pregnant and procreate, urges for my body to change and become a mom."

"Oh...," he said, unsure about her explanation.

She caressed his sweet face and said, "And seeing you, a sexy, handsome, powerful man. I wanted you to do it to me."

"So you used me...."

"No, I didn't. Well yes, I used you to cum inside me and to orgasm myself. But...but I really wanted you. From the moment I saw you, the moment your scent hit me, I just couldn't get you out of my head. I knew I wanted to make love with you. The ejaculation part was just a spur of the moment."

Rylan gulped.

"But you'll take the pill tomorrow right?" he asked.

"Yes! I'll do it in front of you!" she assured him once again.

"Well then, if that's the case, let's satisfy those urges and let me breed you over and over again tonight."

They kissed some more. His hand groped her ass while she traced her hands along Rylan's fuzzy torso to grab his hardening cock once more. Whether it was luck or fate, Kelly thought how inconceivable it was that a simple frisbee hitting her a couple of hours ago would result in them fucking through the night.

End.