I’m Not A Stereotype
by Maya Hatashita as told to BrettJ© 2010


Author’s Note: I am not the “Brett” of the story, although readers, isn’t he one lucky S.O.B?

I very nearly blew the opportunity of a lifetime because of my temper.

No one would really blame me. I was just so sick of hearing “Wow, you’re really tall for a Japanese girl” or even cruder “Boy, you’ve got really big boobs / tits for a Japanese girl” or after one or both of those “Wow, you’re really out there for a Japanese girl.”

Well, why should I conform to any stupid stereotypes? I’m 5’7” tall and I’ve got a great 34C-23-34 figure and I work out. I didn’t grow up in Japan, we came here when I was 6 and I’m 16 now. My parents both speak Japanese fluently, I don’t, although I do have a small accent … comes from living with them, I guess. My friends aren’t Japanese, so I grew up living like any other girl.

My parents are free-thinkers too, so they didn’t mind a daughter who appreciates the hot body nature gave her and dresses to flaunt it. I like short skirts and high heels, I like lacy underwear, I like low-cut blouses and I love sex. The boys in my classes notice me and so do some of the girls. Nope, I’m not conventional in that way either. My first experience was with a friend of mine, Lacey, a yummy black girl that knew what she was doing, let me tell you. We were two hot-to-trot 15 year olds and if the boys wouldn’t fuck us because we were virgins, we decided to take care of it ourselves. Lacey and I were lovers for 6 months and remain “friends with benefits”. Pussy is great and I love a night out with my girls, being all feminine and stuff.

But I also am a true cock-slut if the guy knows what he’s doing. I like my sex wild, romantic is fine every so often, but I’m a wild girl and not afraid to give a guy a wild ride. I’ve contemplated fucking a few of my teachers to raise my Grades to get into a good University, but honesty, I really don’t care about that shit, y’know?

I didn’t really have a steady guy, I’d gone through a bunch, but most of them either treated me like a fragile little doll or just were looking for a piece of ass. I wanted someone in between.

It was a Wednesday night and I was working in the Comics Shop I my older sister co-owns (one stereotype that does apply – I dig Manga and Anime) when a voice from behind me says “Wow, you’re really …” I almost lose it and spin around and see …

… one of the most gorgeous guys I’ve ever seen.