Lucy, the Chinese American MILF
Copyright© 2026 by storyace
Chapter 1: Breakfast at Sue’s
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1: Breakfast at Sue’s - 3 short stories of my recurring character 'Lucy', who steals the boyfriends of her daughter 'Susan'. They are loosely based on real people that I know, and some of this really happened.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Heterosexual Fiction True Story Interracial White Male Oriental Female
I awoke with a hangover headache, not knowing where I was.
There was a woman snoring next to me. I looked. Thick, long, black hair. Really thick.
Memory came flooding in. I’d done it again, gone home from a party with some girl.
She had been eyeing me all night, but I hadn’t thought her very interesting. Normally I’m wild about oriental women, but this one seemed kind of lifeless. She was large, for a Chinese girl [for that’s what she turned out to be; Chinese American]. Not fat, a little heavy though. Largish breasts.
And as I said, she had amazing hair. I love that. She looked to be about my age, that is, 22.
It was hard to say why she wasn’t very attractive. I think it was just her perpetually blank expression.
Anyway, twelve o’clock rolled by, and I wasn’t getting much response from the woman that I had been trying for, so I just walked over to the oriental girl and asked if she could use a ride home.
Her name was Sue, and she lived in a nice neighborhood. We went up to her apartment, and she led me straight to her bedroom.
I know this story is supposed to be about the sex, but sex with Sue is hardly worth telling of. We did all the standard things, but it was kind of half assed none the less. I suppose the alcohol we’d both had didn’t help any.
She looked pretty bad in the morning, her complexion kind of liverish. Her mouth was wide open, and as I mentioned, she was snoring loudly. Only the hair still looked great, all over the place around her head, glossy and black on the white pillow cover. she was in for a hell of a brushing job later.
I found a terrycloth robe on the floor, put it on, and ventured from the bedroom, closing the door behind me.
There was a large living room, and a kitchen with a woman in it.
She turned and saw me. She looked shocked for an instant, then smiled.
“Want breakfast?” she asked
“Oh, definitely” I replied.
I asked if there was a toothbrush I could use, and she said I could borrow hers.
I found it slightly arousing, this woman I’d just met letting me share such an intimate object.
I returned to the kitchen.
“You must have come in with Sue last night, I didn’t hear you, I was sleeping like a log, was out all day yesterday on a bicycle ride, went all the way out to yada yada yada yada...”
This one was as jaberish as Sue was glum.
And she was as sexy as Sue was sexless. As she jabbered on, while pressing orange juice, frying eggs and making toast, I noticed that I was finding her very attractive. The family resemblance was remarkable, she would look the spitting image of Sue in a photo.
In person, however, you would never mistake one for the other.
She was a little older, and her hair was a bit thinner than Sue’s. It was still thick, long, black, and sexy though. She was much healthier, more alive. Her skin was smooth and tanned.
She talked on while we ate, which was O.K., actually, since I wasn’t up to talking yet myself.
She was wearing a red kimono that only came down to mid-thigh, and her unhindered breasts kept moving the front of it around as she served us. It slipped open slightly, not much, just a little, just a tease.
We ate, then she blew my mind.
“Let’s go to my room” she said, stunning me with a dazzling smile.
“I- what about Sue?”
“Oh, don’t worry, she won’t mind, we share everything. Anyway, she’ll sleep ‘till noon”
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