Konichiwa. Hello in Japanese. This is the story of my trip to Japan.
I work for a major airline on the west coast. As an employee, I am allowed the opportunity to travel that most people dream about. I basically fly for free, paying only the taxes that a normal passenger would pay. Sounds great, except you still have your living expenses in a far away land and our wages are low. Not that I’m complaining, but we have to be prudent in our planning despite the great deal that we have. That’s why I wanted to stay with my friend Yuko in Japan.
Yuko came to visit us last summer as part of an exchange student program. She stayed in my room for a month while I slept in the den. I work nights so it wasn’t that much of an inconvenience for me. And besides, Yuko was very nice. We became quite good friends in the time she was with us. We vowed that one day we would get together again and that time was now.
She met me at the airport with her father. Hoshido is an athletically built widower in his early 40’s. Yuko’s mother passed away 6 years ago of leukemia. It was a long distance from the airport to the small house in suburban Tokyo but I found the journey exciting and full of wonder, despite the long flight from North America.
On her return from North America, Yuko had taken a job as a clerk in a large shipping company. Hoshido worked for Panasonic. This left me alone for the most part. I didn’t see either of them until they came home in the evening. One morning, I woke up and thinking that I was alone, walked through the house only dressed in my t-shirt and panties. As I reached the bathroom, the door opened and I came face to face with a somewhat shocked Hoshido. As I closed the door, I could see that he was staring at my bottom. I wished I’d worn a longer t-shirt.
When I came out of the bathroom, Hoshido was waiting for me. He was naked and stroking a surprisingly large cock. He took 2 steps forward and grasped me by the shoulders, forcing me to my knees. It didn’t take much forcing, I must admit. He brushed the hair away from my face and moved forward, easing his stiff penis into my open mouth. He held my face in his hands and tried to slam his cock down my throat. Taking his cock in one hand and his testicles in the other, I was able to slow him and blow him. My tongue trailed along the underside of his member as my lips slid along his length. I could feel him tense so I bobbed my head quicker and sucked him harder. As he started to come, he tried to force me to keep him in my mouth but I squeezed his shaft and balls hard. I pulled him out of my mouth and released the pressure on his cock, allowing him to shoot onto my chin and t-shirt.
When he was spent, I pulled him down to the floor and forced him onto his back. I slowly peeled the come stained t-shirt over my head, exposing my small breasts and erect nipples. After first wiping his slick penis with my now soiled shirt, I took him back in my mouth, licking and sucking him to erection.
Pulling the crotch of my panties to one side, I was able to take him inside me by crouching over his groin. His hands mauled my breasts, his fingers pinching and twisting my nipples, too hard for my liking, as I rocked back and forth on his shaft. Leaning forward, I started to bounce up and down on his cock, adding length to his stroke. His hands gripped my ass as I pounded against his pelvis. His eyes were shut tight and I could feel the unmistakable urgency of his orgasm. As he started to lose control, I pulled off of him. I held his cock in my hand and watched as jet after jet of semen pooled in my palm. His mouth hung open in exhaustion. I quickly wiped my hand over his open mouth, his own semen smearing his lips and tongue. His eyes snapped open in surprise.
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