

Born in Brooklyn, Asa Akira’s a walking jaw-dropper—lean, fit, and built like a goddamn fantasy. Japan raised her till she hit her teens, then she came back stateside and never looked back. If you ask what fires her up? Three simple cravings hit the list every time: surfing the net, stripping down whenever she damn well pleases, and reveling in that bad-girl streak she owns like a loaded gun.

Born in Brooklyn, Asa Akira’s a walking jaw-dropper—lean, fit, and built like a goddamn fantasy. Japan raised her till she hit her teens, then she came back stateside and never looked back. If you ask what fires her up? Three simple cravings hit the list every time: surfing the net, stripping down whenever she damn well pleases, and reveling in that bad-girl streak she owns like a loaded gun.