My name is Emi Haneko Adams, a twenty-six year-old fourth generation American, half-Japanese on my mother's side and half-American on my father's side. My parents met at USC in the 1970s while my mother was an exchange student. With my "hapa" (half-Japanese) features, I was sought after during my teens and early twenties as a popular model in Japan, Hawaii, and California. I starred in countless ads for fashionable clothi...

Onsen Onna (Hot Spring Lady) Part I – The Meeting Onsen bathing is one of the highlights of any trip to Japan. Add meeting an intriguing woman for a memorable experience! There are onsen (hot springs) everywhere in Japan, literally hundreds of places with naturally heated water that comfort millions of Japanese who go on meccas for the best onsenburo (hot spring bath) experiences. Weekends are often fully booked at popula...

It's early July in DC and already unseasonably hot and sticky in the nation's capital. The heat wave is unbearable with temperature in triple digits and everyone is seeking relief, even at night. My name is Han-Na, a Korean-American working in DC for a multinational company based in Seoul. I'm in my mid-twenties, 5'8" tall, and about 110 lbs. in my stocking feet. My bilingual skills in Korean and English are highly sought...

Stocking vacation Kim Hye-jin looked forward to her first trip to Jamaica. She had just graduated college from Seoul National University with a degree in business administration. It had been a long four years of hard work and study. This vacation was a gift from her parents to reward her for being a dutiful daughter and achieving her goal of being top of her class and finding a high-paying job in the States. She was on th...

I’m Amy Haneko Adams, Japanese-American visiting the Tokyo area after an unexpected escapade earlier in the year. I just love to wear fashionable garter belts, sheer panties, and vintage nylon stockings—especially RHTs. My last adventure in the Tokyo waterfront district really reinforced my addiction to sexy underwear and nylons. Now I seek chances to be out in public with stockings and hope for some exciting experiences....

Dane had just gained entrance to the suite his father had purchased in an underground luxury fall-out bunker. He decided it was time to start living there after the news broke that the French had launched the first nuclear attack in what had previously been an incredibly long cold war. With Los Angeles now an uninhabitable wasteland the entire country was freaking out. Although he was 3,000 miles away, in the out skirts o...

I lay on the bed, face raised towards the ceiling, my eyes closed tight in pleasure as I hold Jon’s head between my legs. I can still feel the ghost vibrations of the battery powered toy that had been in my sopping wet pussy only moments before. I moan as I feel Jon’s tongue run up my clean shaven mound, licking up the juices that had seeped out onto my pussy lips. I squirm as he continues to tease me. He knows I want him...

Love magic Throbs the pulsing love gadget Sobs to give you glee It's slick glistening "pre" Awaiting thee, thy touch Offering ye mons relief… much This ultimate joy This magic-gadget toy Ahh the ache Tis my heart quake To await, for our sake This union of girl and boy Guide me true My boy-toy given you Wetted blissful dew Our mingled eros stew My sense of you Deeply explored Embrace therefore Thick, this dick, adore! Lay...

This is a story jointly written by myself and my partner in crime, Mazza. Mazza woke, her head was pounding. She opened her eyes and the room swam in and out of focus. What a mess! Champagne bottles, empty glasses and food wrappers were strewn everywhere. “Where the hell am I?” She thought as she began to sit up on the sofa, which was a mistake, as her head immediately began to spin so she lay back down and closed her eye...