1 comments/ 169093 views/ 8 favorites Diary of a Thai Girl Ch. 1 By: SteamyChik Dear Journal: I am Lamai. My name means gentle although I am not gentle anymore. I live in Chiang Mai, Thailand close to the border of Myanmar that you may know as Burma. Living on the border of Thailand is very dangerous. There are many rebels, bandits and smugglers. Until recently, I worked in a sweatshop sewing blue jeans from sunup to sundown. I worked with 40 other girls and women. I worked for a white man from America who visited our sweatshop often so he could have his pick of Thai girls. I called him Mr. American to his face. This made him smile real big. Sometimes he would give me chocolate candy. I always ate it but it made me very sick. It tastes very good though. I write this now because a friend of Mr. American’s fancied me. He liked me so much that he wanted me for himself. I call him Mr. Hero. He likes this. I am happy to be out of the sweatshop. I am sorry for my sisters I left behind but sometimes I get to see them. Mr. Hero will bring one of them from the sweatshop to join in our sex. Afterwards, he will let us catch up on gossip and give each other hugs and kisses. Sometimes he likes to watch us do sex together. We do it because we must keep him happy. We say things to each other in Thai like Mr. Hero; his wank is ugly and shriveled. We say it like we are talking sexy. He does not know and thinks we are very sexy as we lick and suck each other. We moan so loud and thrash about on the bed like we are coming with fireworks. He pants and groans and jerks his wank watching us. It is very funny. Mr. Hero, he teaches me reading and writing for fun. He wants me to record my life for him. He likes to hear how I grew up and what happened to me. He tells me not to leave anything out. He said he would pay me for my stories and help me get out of here for good. I do not believe him but just in case, I will tell him everything. I think he just likes to hear about how I have been used for sex. This excites him and makes him stand up at attention like a toy soldier. Now I lay around and pamper myself and wait for Mr. Hero. I have my own small room that Mr. Hero rents for me. He let me decorate it with many nice things. The bed is the biggest thing in the room. I spend a lot of time there with Mr. Hero. I don’t mind it is better than the sweatshop. I am very beautiful for Thai girl. I have very long dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. I am 5’ 2” with small breasts and no hair on my body other than my head. My nipples are very big which Mr. American and Mr. Hero seems to enjoy. I am 21 now but Mr. Hero says I don’t look older than 12. I think that is why he likes me. I worked in the sweatshop since I was nine. Maybe you wear my blue jeans? I know that Mr. Hero will get tired of me and I will go back to the sweatshop. But for now, he fancies his little Thai girl Lamai. Mr. Hero, he is interested in my childhood. What is there to tell? I had a very happy home. My parents had a small grocery store in the Chiang Mai. Until I was nine, I would play and laugh and sing outside the store. Many people commented on how bright and happy I was all the time. When I turned nine, my mom took me to Mr. American and said that I was very smart. I could work very hard and earn money to help the family. She left me with Mr. American and I never saw her again. This hurt me very bad. I knew that this happened. I had friends that would leave and not come back. It is the way it is in Thailand. It is very hard to make a living. I had 6 brothers and 3 sisters. I was number 10 child. I know that the money I earned helped my family. So I worked hard and learned. I soon became one of the number one girls. This caused problems though. The other, older girls hated me because I was so fast and good. All the girls slept in a room off of the sweatshop. There were double bunk beds, 10 to each side of the room. We each had a basket for our things. I did not have a lot of things. None of us did. This is what I had: a comb, a bar of soup, a toothbrush, 2 skirts, 2 shirts, 1 shawl, 4 pair of panties, and my treasured doll from my momma. On my bed, which was on the top because I was young, I had 1 blanket. This is what most of the girls had also. It was hard to get clothes and soaps because I had to ask the supervisor to get it for me. I would have to pay him the money from my earnings, which were in a logbook I never saw, and also pay him for getting them. If I was in the mood, I would smile and flirt with him and sometimes he would be nice to me. Other times he would not. I never knew how he would be with me. I knew, and the other girls knew, that the supervisor was not allowed to have sex with us. He could touch us and diddle with us, but not have sex. That was only for Mr. American and his friends. But that came later. With my sewing, I soon learned to be fast but not too fast, good but not too good. The other girls then saw that I was not trying to be better than they were and take their place, so they were happy with me. I was able to show how good I was eventually because as the older girls left, I could move up in the room. Still I learned not to be in the top space. Staying the number six girl seemed safest. The top girls were always being in trouble with the other girls. But number six girl did not seem so bad. It kept the supervisor happy and my sisters happy. I was smart even when I was young. I learned to keep everyone happy. When I turned 13, I had the monthly bleed for the first time. This caused a big occasion for all of us. I was now a woman and could have babies. The older girls took me away from the younger ones and told me all about how to fold fabric into a pad. They said I had my bleeding and now I could make babies. They teased me a lot and we all giggled. Sex was very open and talked about in the big room. Now I felt like one of the older girls. The older girls teased me and said that my chest was still like a little girl. They pinched at my nipples. It was a very big day for me. At night, the supervisor would come into the big room and inspect all the girls. We would all have to stand naked at our beds and let him put his hands all over us. This was to check for lice and bugs, but I think he just wanted to paw us. Almost every night, he would take one of the older girls with him to his bed. This is when I learned all about sex and what men do. The supervisor, he could not have sex with the girls, but he could do almost anything else. Mr. American, he also came at night and would pick out some of the girls. Sometimes they would not come back for days, sometimes not at all. I listened and learned from them. I knew that my day would come to go with the men. I thought it was very silly, all this fuss over grunting and groaning like you had a toothache. Of course, later I learned even more. When I got my bleeding, I became fair game for the Supervisor and Mr. American. Because I was pretty and smart, the Supervisor picked me a lot to go sleep with him. He made me do all kinds of things for him and to him. At first he taught me how to lick and suck his dick. I didn’t think about it because I knew from my sisters that this is what happened. I didn’t like doing it very much because he tasted bad. He didn’t wash very often and I had to lick him all over and suck him. I am a smart girl though and I got him to let me wash him with warm soap water before we started. He liked the feel of the warm slippery soap on his prick and my hands cleaning him. After that, it was not so bad. The Supervisor liked to touch me. He would lick and bite me all over. He loved my nipples. He would suck and chew on them for hours at night like a baby sucking his thumb. He would also play with my pussy while sucking my nipples. He could not put his fingers inside me but he could put his fingers in my butt. He loved doing this. The Supervisor also liked me to sit on his face. He would hold my pussy on his face and lick and suck on me. I wished sometimes that he would smother but it would have caused too much trouble. I didn’t get a lot of sleep when the Supervisor picked me. It was hard the next day to work. I was older when Mr. American noticed me. I was sewing at my machine very fast in rhythm. Mr. American walked up beside me and tapped my shoulder. I stopped working and went with him. Just like that. The other girls didn’t even look up. It happens to all of us sooner or later, even the ugly girls. Mr. American took me to his big house. I had a room all my own. He asked me questions about myself, my work and about the Supervisor. Then he put on some music and asked me to get naked for him. I did a strip tease for him. I knew that if he were happy with me I would get an easier time. The way he smiled, I could tell he liked my teasing him. It didn’t take long to slip out of my shirt and skirt and panties. I stood in front of him naked. My little tits were barely mounds on my chest but my nipples were long and thick, probably from all the sucking from the Supervisor. Mr. American, he was very pleased with my nipples. I went to him and he spent a long time fingering them, sucking them and biting them. He chewed them real good until they were sore. After that, I got on the bed and spread my legs real wide open. He put his chair between my legs and played with my pussy. He used his fingers inside me though and told me how tight I was inside. He said he couldn’t wait to shove his prick up my tight Thai cunt. Mr. American, he liked to spank me. He spanked my bottom until it was bright red and I was crying hard. He spanked my pussy too making me scream. The night he fucked me for real, he was very happy. He had made a deal with a new businessman. He came home singing. He came into my room and told me all that had happened. He was very happy with this new man. He said that they made a sweet deal and now he needed to have a sweet pussy. I got naked for him right away. He took off all his clothes, which was different. Usually he would just take off his shoes and pants. He came over and licked my cunt a few times. I licked his dick until he was all wet and then he put it down there and just rammed it in. It hurt awful and I cried. He just laughed and fucked me real good. I was all blood and cum when it was over. I hated him then but what can I do? He is the big boss and I have to do what he wants or be sent away. After that, Mr. American, he fuck me all the time. Then he let other businessmen he know fuck me. He liked to let his friends fuck his girls. I think it gave him power over them somehow. Since I was smart and pretty Mr. American kept me around for a long time. All it meant to me was that I sometimes got to have nice food at his table with him and his friends. Eventually he got tired of me. Sometimes he come get me and keep me for a night or two. Mostly though, it was his friends that would pick me from the girls in the room. They really liked me for my flat chest. This went on until I was given to Mr. Hero. Mr. Hero was different than Mr. American’s other friends. For one thing, I never saw Mr. American seem to care that much about anyone. But Mr. Hero was very important somehow. Mr. American seemed eager to please Mr. Hero. One night, the Supervisor came in the room for our inspections and told us to be good or else. Then Mr. American came in with Mr. Hero and they looked at all us naked girls and women. We giggled and looked at the floor. This was different and we were all nervous. Mr. American went around the room, even the little girls, and touched them and showed them to Mr. Hero. When he came to me, he pulled my long nipples and said I was very good. He made me turn around and bend over so Mr. Hero could see my cunt. Right in front of the man, Mr. American stuck his finger up me and pulled it out. He showed Mr. Hero how wet I was and I was very embarrassed. They went on and looked at all the girls. Mr. Hero came back to me and picked me. That is when I got all my things and went with him. I have never been back to the sweatshop again, yet anyway. I sat on his lap in the car over to his house. He played with my nipples and finger fucked me in the car. He told me that from now on I could just be his fuck girl and keep him happy. He said as long as he was happy, the Mr. American would be happy. That was fine with me, I didn’t have to sit hunched over a sewing machine for 14 hours a day. I have been with Mr. Hero for two years. He has taught me English and writing. I can cook his favorite things. And I can fuck like no other girl. I try to stay fun and interesting so Mr. Hero not get bored with me. I have stayed very tiny like a little girl and this helps I think. I know someday, I will go back to the sweatshop, and then I will get sent somewhere else who knows. But for now, I will enjoy myself in my own room with my own things and fuck Mr. Hero to keep him happy. I will write more later. I get ready now for Mr. Hero. He bring friend home tonight to enjoy me. * * * * * Thanks for reading my story, please send me feedback and don't forget to vote! Check out Diary of a Thai Girl Ch 2. It's got a lot more nasty sex in it. Diary of a Thai Girl Ch. 2 Dear Journal, Last night Mr. Hero, he throw a big party. He took me to buy new clothes. We went to a shop and bought me a tiny little push up bra. Half the bra cup were not there and my little nipples just poke right out. He got me some panties that were just string. The thong went up my crack and the little string of material between my legs slid right inside my pussy lips. The panties had little bow ties on the side that could be untied and they would fall right off me. He like me to model them. The storeowner fuss over me and feel me up too. Mr. Hero like to see other men feel up his Lamai. Since Mr. Hero say nothing, the storeowner rubbed my ass and bent me over to show Mr. Hero how the panties fit in my crack. He rub my asshole and stretch me apart then slipped a finger in my ass. I heard Mr. Hero laugh so the storeowner finger-fucked my ass real good. Then he slapped my ass hard and laughed along with Mr. Hero. He went to pick out a dress for Mr. Hero's little slut. The dress was a very pretty little flower print wrap-around, so low cut my tiny puckered nipples almost show. The storeowner made me walk around and the dress would open up past my waist. Next he bought me hot pink high-heeled sandals. I look like a very hot little girl! I pranced around the store and showed off my wiggle. Mr. Hero had me thank the storeowner by sucking him off. I kneeled down in my new clothes like a hot little slut girl and took out his cock. I got a lot of spit on my tongue and then licked him all over on his dick. Mr. Hero watched to make sure I did a good job. I licked and sucked all over him, making sure I moaned a lot. I gulped and slurped because this turned on the storeowner and Mr. Hero. The storeowner leaned back on his counter while I sucked him off. My little hands held his balls and lifted him up so I could lick them real good too. Mr. Hero gripped my hair and made me begin to suck the storeowner good. I felt his fat dick slide across my tongue and heard him grunting. "Suck me little bitch, suck hard," he grunted. "Ah, such a tight mouth!" He came in salty ropes that filled my mouth and gagged me. Mr. Hero held me on him while he finished. The thick gooey cum spilled down my chin. "You are such a good little slut, Lamai," Mr. Hero said to me, smiling. The storeowner shoved his cock back in his pants and they haggled over prices. Mr. Hero got a very good price on the items since his Lamai had sucked the storeowner so good. At home, I helped Mr. Hero get ready for the party. This is very involved. I give him a message all over with oil. Then he shoved his dick in my mouth, my cunt and ass until he is completely tired. After, I get in the tub with him and he fuck me with his fingers and play with me while he soaks. The tub is very big and I do not take up much room at all. He sprawls in the tub and takes up most of the room so I sit on the little ledge around the tub with my legs spread wide. Mr. Hero loves to stick things up my twat. He finger-fucked my cunt to get me loosen up. Then he put soap up inside me to watch it shoot out when I squeeze my muscles. We laugh. He loves to see how big a thing he can shove up my tiny, tight little pussy. He took a shampoo bottle and began to push it inside. He had to push very hard before it went in me just a little. He leaned over and sucked on my stretched clitty forcing the bottle up in me further. It hurt but the licking felt good. This really turned him on making my tiny cunt take big things up inside. He looked very close to my twat as he slid the bottle out, then he pushed all his fingers in my sore hole. "You are my little slut girl, Lamai, all mine," he said while he fucked me with his fingers. "My sweet tiny Thai girl." His cock was big, throbbing now and he fucked my ass in the tub. He loves fucking my tiny puckered asshole. His big dickhead forcing its way inside my tiny hole and sliding in all the way. He played with my titties and nipples while I sat on his cock until he came. I felt his cock jerking in my tight asshole and wiggled and moaned for him. He like that a lot. After he play with me in the tub, he added more hot water. He pushed me around until the steaming hot water was hitting my pussy. I leaned back on him facing the faucet with my legs spread out wide. He made the water hotter and hotter. "You will be my hot pussy tonight, Lamai," he said licking my ear. I begged him to stop; the water was very hot. My pussy felt on fire! Then the hot water pounding on my burning clitty made me feel good. I started bucking my thin hips up at the flowing water and came. He held my hips and held my clit right where the water pulsed and pounded out of the faucet until I was screaming and shuddering in his arms. "There my little Lamai, wasn't that a nice cum?" He asked, grinning. "Oh yes, Mr. Hero, you make Lamai cum like crazy," I said. He likes it when I talk dirty. It turns him on. The party got started around 9:00 p.m. There were five men and two women. I was wearing my new slutty clothes he bought me. The women glared at me when they saw the sexy clothes I had on. I pranced and wiggled my little ass at the men and ignored the women. They don't make the decisions anyway. Mr. Hero was smiling and giving me little signals that we arranged a long time ago. He gave a signal to go flirt with one of the men. This man was very tall and my head only reached his chest. I smiled and started talking to him about how very big and handsome he was. "Oh, Mr. Tantami, you must work out!" I said. I knew and the man knew I was flirting for a reason, but he still seemed pleased that Lamai was in front of him. Mr. Hero gave another signal and I said, "There is a spot on your suit, Mr. Tantami! Please come with Lamai and I will help you get it off?" I took Mr. Tantami's big hand in my little one and tugged him playfully to down the hall to a room set up for sex. The walls are a dark maroon red with paintings of naked men and women having sex. There is a big bed with matching red silk sheets; large and small pillows everywhere. Mr. Tantami didn't need to be told what to do. He started squeezing my tits through the dress, pinching my nipples. I hurriedly undid my little wrap around dress and slipped off my string panties before he shoved me back on the bed. My small little tits with hard big nipples really turned him on. I fingered my nipples then licked my finger and looked at him with a smile. He slipped his pants down just enough to free his cock and got on top of me. He was huge and his big body completely covered me. His cock was not long but it was very thick. He grunted as he pumped his hips a few times, then he pulled my legs up binding them back. His cock plunged into my hot little cunt. He held his body off me with one arm and mauled my tits with the other hand. He squeezed me real hard making me cry out. He liked that. So I whimpered and squealed and wiggled under him. Mr. Tantami didn't take long to cum inside this little slut and soon he grunted, his cock jerking in my tight little hole, creaming it. He pulled out of me. My legs were still bent back and he looked me over real good so I stayed like I was. Spread and open my pussy slick from his creamy cum, he stuffed his cock back in his pants and grabbed my clitty between his thumb and finger. He wiggled it back and forth pinching it hard until I came, moaning. "You did good for a little Thai girl, I'll be sure that Mr. Hero knows you performed perfectly," he said. He wiped his fingers on my belly and left the room. I picked up my clothes and got dressed again. Brushed my hair and teeth in the little side bathroom. I was pleased. Lamai did a good job for Mr. Hero. When I went back to the party, the other women were gone. Mr. Tantami had left too. That left Mr. Hero and four men. They had that look in their eyes. I knew that Lamai was in for a time! Mr. Hero turned on some bump and grind music and had me get up on the coffee table. I love to dance and began to gyrate and grind my little hips, jiggle my tits. Mr. Hero gave me a signal and I licked my lips, looking at each of the men. They were so funny, all looking wide-eyed, wanting Lamai. I flipped my long hair back and rubbed my hands up and down my body. I playfully untied the little tie on my dress and gave it to a man close to me. He licked his thick lips, pushing his glasses up on his nose, and pulled the tie. My dress fell open. I let it swish around my body, giving the men glimpses of my teasing bra and panties as I danced. My nipples were hard and poking out a long way. The men were drooling. I shrugged my dress off and it fell. The men were leaning forward now; I could almost feel their breath on me. Mr. Hero gave a signal and I wiggled over to one of the men and offered him my hip. The tiny string panties would come off with a tug on the bow. He started to reach up but I jerked my hip away. "Nuh uh uh," I said. "With your teeth." I licked my lips and offered my hip to him again. The other men were groaning as the chosen one leaned forward and untied the little tie with his teeth. I then offered him my little pussy to lick. I was on my knees, on the table with my legs spread, his mouth just inches from my hot snatch. I fingered my pouting pussy lips and rubbed my clit right in front of him and then leaned back. The other men urged him on. I arched my hips at him, my cunt spread open and he couldn't resist any more. He grabbed my trim hips and melded his mouth to my tasty clit. The other guys were yelling and clapping, they had taking their dicks out and were jerking their hard cocks. Mr. Hero was watching and smiling big. I really played it up, moaning and groaning, squealing. "Oh yes, you lick poor little Lamai so good. Yeee! Your tongue feels so hot and strong poking me. Make little Lamai cum please. Oh, I feel like a big cum!" I shouted, moaned and cried. He licked and sucked me faster and harder until I really did feel like cumming. I watched the other men and made passion faces. I call them passion faces because I scrunch up my eyes and grimace like I am in pain. Men really like that. I heard Mr. Hero say, "Fuck her." The man didn't wait, he ripped his cock out and speared me right on the table. The other men were all over me in a flash. One was holding me under the arms while the other man fucked my pussy. The other two were all over my tits, sucking and mashing them. They took my tiny hands and I felt a cock in each hand. I knew what to do; I jerked their cocks hard and fast. Moaning and whimpering, I wiggled and groaned a lot. My little cunt felt bruised by now and I was wishing the guy would finish. I felt him pound me hard and fast then stop with his cock buried in my little twat. Bellowing he came, his hot sperm splashing deep inside me mixing with Mr. Tantami's. I love the feel of all hot cum in me and wiggled. As soon as he pulled out, one of the men I had been jerking off with my hand shoved him away. He rammed his cock in me just in time to fill my cunt up with his sperm too. I was so wet and gooey now, cum dripped out of my cunt onto the table. He pulled out. The man holding me and the other man I was jerking off with my hand picked me up. The man holding me was very strong and he lifted me turned me around and sat me right down on his cock. I felt my pussy hole slide right down taking his big cock to the hilt. Then I felt the other man behind me. His huge cock nudged my asshole and he pushed in. I gasped and moaned for real as they both fucked me. One in my ass and one in my pussy. They pumped into me. I felt stretched huge, filled up all the way inside my tiny holes. They both began to grunt and they came in huge globs inside me. I was sloppy and dripping as they put me down. My bra was all twisted on me and my hair a mess. All the men then got dressed and thanked Mr. Hero for a wonderful time. They said a lot of pleasant things to each other. Mr. Hero told me that I had done a good job for him. He then inspected my body. He looked at all the cum dripping out of my holes, down my legs and rubbed it into my skin. He pushed his fingers inside my cunt and felt the cum squishing inside me, oozing out around his fingers. He then poked his fingers up my ass to make sure I was good and filled up there. Patting my bottom, he said, "Good little slut, Lamai. Go on to bed now with all that cum all over you and inside you. Tomorrow you can get cleaned up." Goodnight journal, I'll write again soon.