Precious Purchase - Illustrated
Copyright© 2025 by CreepyUnclePete - by Limnophile
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A tall burly American hires tiny hooker sisters in Southeast Asia. All characters age 18+, and all females are under 40kg. (90 pounds)
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Sister Group Sex Interracial White Male Oriental Female Exhibitionism Petting Safe Sex Voyeurism Water Sports Size Prostitution Illustrated
The city clerk looked up from his computer and said, “Yes, ID valid. She born that day.” He pointed to the date on the card. “Nineteen year two week old.”
I was nearing forty myself, but threw my hands skyward and gleefully bounced up and down. “NINETEEN! YES! YES! Thank you!” Dozens of people stared at the big silly American making a fool of himself, as I blushed and meekly suppressed my joy. Unlike the weather outside, the brief embarrassment did little to dampen my spirits.
ONE HOUR EARLIER
I’d just finished a long work assignment in Southeast Asia and returned to my cheap hotel room. I took out my laptop and eagerly tried booking a flight home. I sighed in disappointment. All planes were grounded for at least two days, because of the monsoon weather. I walked to the bathroom and splashed some water in my face. When I glanced in the mirror I remembered my strawberry-blonde hair and size were quite unusual, especially on the steamy tropical island a few hundred miles from Java. It was a city of half a million people, but I seriously doubted there was another man with blue eyes or six and a half feet tall. (2 meters)
I was beyond tired of the rain and sultry heat every day! I glanced at the city website, which showed it was already thirty-three Celsius outside. I grumbled to myself, “It’s raining again, 92 Fahrenheit, and only noon! It feels like I’ve been taking a hot shower for three months! At least the place a few blocks down has good food and air conditioning. I can’t wait to get out of here!” Since it was a lower-class neighborhood, I made sure to hide my laptop under a pile of dirty clothes in the closet, then locked the door before I left for lunch.
On the way, I noticed a very cute female standing in a doorway next to a larger and older one. I couldn’t quite place their ancestry. I thought they might be Indonesian or Thai, possibly both. Since the majority of their ribs were easily visible, I knew the pair together weighed less than I did. The shorter girl’s huge gold-plated earrings made her seem even smaller by comparison. She licked a red sucker, which began a swelling in my shorts as I imagined her licking my penis. Her waist-long hair was shiny black and her eyes were dark brown, like nearly all the locals.
I was also struck by the other’s obviously dyed auburn hair, so dark it was nearly black with hints of red. From her skin tone and facial features, I knew her aqua blue eyes must be from colored contact lenses. I could see the shape and color of their nipples and areolas through their damp white off-shoulder tops. Despite their diminutive size, they had fully developed breasts the size of halved coconuts. I was quite pleased they looked firm and didn’t droop at all, even without bras. I knew Asian girls were smaller and looked younger than I was used to, but they were only the size of Americans starting high school.
Both were obviously whores; with their red lipstick, red high heels, and tiny red miniskirts. Prostitution was technically illegal on the island, but a co-worker told me the ‘fine’ was more like a tax, the price of four beers or a decent meal. A month before, I saw a police officer stop a guy for paying a hooker. The cop talked to him a few minutes and he handed her two bills. She put the cash in her pocket as he led his paid girlfriend to a hotel. The cop didn’t use her radio or even write anything down. I had no doubt the minor corruption supplemented cops’ meager salaries, and made horny tourists quite happy.
The hot little redhead in front of me exhaled a thin stream of smoke toward my waist. She took a final puff from her cigarette before tossing it in a puddle. I might say she was the larger of the two, but ‘less tiny’ would be more accurate. Her thighs were only the size of my upper arms, and the top of her hair was even with my armpit. The other girl was even smaller and shorter yet, with her chin slightly above my navel.
The redhead exhaled a cloud then lewdly asked, “Want fucky fucky, five hundred?” I was quite horny and the thought of sex for only thirty US dollars excited me. I considered it a moment. Earlier on my trip I paid for massages with hand job ‘happy endings’ three times, which wasn’t against the law there. I wondered what paying for the real deal would be like.
“Sucky sucky? Two hundred.” I quickly did the currency conversion in my head. She was offering oral sex for only twelve dollars! She motioned to the other girl and suggested, “Three fifty both sucky?”
I was astounded when she lifted the shorter one’s miniskirt, giving me a look at her thin dark bush and the exterior of her light purple outer labia. “Want tiny poony, like cherry?” The sight froze me in my tracks, as the smaller one stood mortified with shame. She yanked her skirt back in place and angrily looked in the other’s eyes. She turned toward me. I was surprised when she spoke with a British accent and in much better English, “Would you like blowjob and sex with me? Only one thousand?”
I thought, ‘Holy Cow! $60 for such a small sexy girl? WOW! But I don’t want to hurt a kid or go to jail forever, especially in a third-world hellhole.’
While I pondered she made another offer, “Two thousand, me mouth and poony plus her ass?”