"Tokyo!?!" Alex said, looking up from his book in shock.
"We leave in 3 weeks," Sophie enthused, weeks of pent up excitement finally bursting free.
"Last year you surprised me with the trip to Parrot Cay, now it's my turn. So...my mum is coming to look after the kids, and then..."
"Wait, wait, wait," he interrupted, "Tokyo...as in Japan? As in the land of the rising sun?"
"Oui," she squealed in delight, pushing off the duvet, sitting up, and pulling her blonde hair to one side, "I've booked 4 nights at the Aman Tokyo. It looks amazing! Plus, I've already planned some great things to do. And it's autumn, so the parks will look spectacular..."
Her energy was infectious, but Alex couldn't help wondering if such a long journey, and the inevitable jetlag, was worth it. Not to mention having to reschedule an entire week of meetings at work. But his wife had already anticipated such concerns and had carefully prepared a convincing closing argument.
"You know I've always wanted to go to Japan..." she pouted, unbuttoning her cute J Crew pajama top, "...I promise to make it worth your while."
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"So, what did you think of the dinner, wasn't it great?" Sophie asked, clutching her husband's hand as they strolled along the heaving streets of Ginza.
"Uh-huh," came the distracted response.
His attention was being pulled in every which direction as an explosion of sights and sounds pummeled his senses. Neon signs, large advertising screens and boards, and buildings like miniature vertical cities. Then there were the people. A seething mass of people everywhere. A black carpet of bobbing heads. Pedestrian crossings a dozen deep despite it being 9pm on a weeknight. The smart, the casual, the trendy and the eccentric, it seemed Ginza catered to all. Delicious aromas and the noise of good times wafted out from the restaurants and bars at street level, whilst the glass and steel towers overhead promised hundreds more.
"Ugh," she said in frustration. "You really have no culture! What were you expecting? You know that Geisha's aren't just prostitutes? They are professional companions and entertainers before...the rest. It takes years of training to become one. I thought the dancing and music were beautiful. And the drinking game! I think it's the first time I've played one since we were students. You know...It was really hard to get those seats..."
Alex snapped out of his trance and realized his wife was misinterpreting his silence. "Sorry Sweetie, it was a great dinner," he reassured with a genuine smile.
"I really enjoyed it. Honestly. I'm just a bit overwhelmed by this place. That's all. There's just so much going on. It's like this whole town is Times Square on steroids. Which makes it hard to find somewhere special to have a drink on our last night...before I take you back to the hotel and have my way with you."
And he stopped, leaned forward, and kissed her frown away.
"Oh!" they suddenly cried out as they were unceremoniously bumped by a gaggle of youths who hadn't expected them to stop mid-flow on the busy sidewalk.
"Sorry," came a polite female apology from the group as it squeezed past them and disappeared down a gap that seemed to have materialized between two tall buildings.
Curious, the couple peered into the dimly lit alley. It was at once both mysterious and charming. Drawn in, they started after the shadows. Advancing along the uneven cobblestone, the noise from the main street retreating into the distance. Eventually the modern buildings gave way to a series of higgledy-piggledy old wood structures. As if a giant had scooped up a few tea houses from ancient Tokyo and plonked them squarely in the 21 st Century.
As the group of youths passed under an old looking street lamp, Alex just had time to make out the smiling face of a pretty young thing before she disappeared with her friends into one of the old crooked doorways.
Intrigued, he led his wife to the same entrance, and the wooden stand by its side. On the stand was a cream coloured menu, the sort that was typical of restaurants aimed at tourists and new comers. Except it wasn't a normal menu. 'Sexy Showtime Theater', the title read in English. It was followed by lines of Japanese characters that seemed to give a price per person, a list of show times, and some other information that was indecipherable to them. Their best guess was that the 9pm show was just beginning, that it cost 7,000Yen per person, and that it would be risqué in some way.
"Ha, that's probably more like what you were expecting from the Geisha dinner!" Sophie joked.
"Maybe," Alex replied, with an edge of excitement, "Except I'm not sure what a sexy showtime theater is... Though it's probably weird and funky and involves an assortment of cartoon characters and school girl uniforms in some way."
Sophie chuckled, and was just getting ready to move on when an old man appeared from behind the hanging half curtain and pointed to a ticket vending machine.
"Oh...no...thank...you..." she said slowly, bowing her head with each word.
"Hang on a second," Alex said, holding her shoulder, "Let's check it out. It's just past nine so we can catch the last show. Besides, it's not like we are going to bed any time soon anyway..."
"Seriously?" came the raised eyebrow.
"Come on...think about it," he pushed, "you know there is a whole 'under the sheets repressed sex thing' going on in this country on the one hand. And a perverted 'sex is not a big deal so let's film a homemade video with your mother' on the other. This is part of the real Japan. And you saw those trendy locals going in. They looked like they just wanted to have fun...wholesome sexy showtime fun! Come on...let's check it out, and if you don't like it we will leave, scouts honor."
Sophie took a moment. Her husband had never been a scout. But equally, she had never been to a strip club or sex show, and now that the opportunity was presenting itself, was a tad curious. Besides, given her recent antics, a sex show hardly seemed taboo anymore. Plus, Alex had a point, she had read that sexuality was a big part of Japanese culture, and that they had different norms to westerners.
"OK. But if and when I want to leave...we go," she puffed.
"Scouts honor," he swore, holding up a few random fingers.
After buying the tickets they went down some overly lit stairs, through a small lobby with posters and more vending machines (500 yen for a can of lukewarm beer and 1,000 yen for used female panties), and into the surprisingly small theater.
The four rows of movie theater style seats in front of the stage weren't even half full. There were a few old men in the front row, then the group they had followed sitting behind in the second row. The air smelled mildly stale: a lingering mix of smoke, beer and mold. The décor was drab and dated. It had clearly seen better days. But the depressing feel of the place didn't seem to be holding back the loud dance music and high energy movements of the scantily clad nurse that was gyrating on stage.
Two uniformed employees standing either side were clapping in time with the music, pausing only to signal for them to sit in the second row. Following Sophie to take their seats, Alex settled in and watched as the performer danced away in her naughty costume. The whole thing was surreal.
After another minute of the acrobatic routine, the music changed, the tempo slowed, and the dancer moved more purposefully. Unlike at a western strip club, there was reverent silence as the nurse's outfit was playfully discarded. Leaving her in knee-high red PVC boots and a matching G-string. Her small A-cup breasts and slim Asian body on display, not an ounce of cellulite to be seen. Then on all fours she crawled around the stage, teasing them with a hint of brown eye behind the tiny red string.
Although the display was more utilitarian than erotic, Alex still needed to re-arrange himself. But before doing so, he instinctively glanced to his left to see if Sophie, or anyone else, was looking.
A movement caught his attention. To the left of his wife's legs. There was a ruffling of white material. Leaning forward a fraction to get a closer look, he had to do a double take. For right next to Sophie, a short white skirt had been pushed out of the way and a wrist was visible between a pair of beautiful smooth female thighs. Was it doing what he thought it was...? Forgoing discretion, he craned forward to get a better look. Allowing his eyes to drift up to the leg owner's heaving chest and beautiful young features, which had an expression of sensual satisfaction. It was the girl from the alley!
Suddenly a male face popped out from the other side of her, giving Alex a fright. They looked at each other for a moment, before the man grinned confidently and raised his hand from between the girls legs to wave. Alex instantly felt the heat of embarrassment, like a busted peeping tom. And was about to break contact when the young man lifted his chin, nodded in the direction of his previous handiwork, slipped his hand back to where it had been, and then nodded towards Sophie. Was he bragging? Challenging?
Alex sat back into the old leather seat and ran his fingers through his brown hair. The air began to feel heavy, the space shrank, and his heartbeat increased. As if the kinky action next door wasn't enough, the performer then removed her red G-string and slid around the stage, trying to give the old men heart attacks as she sat in front of each one and unabashedly spread her dark pussy lips for them. Looking down at his wife's tight jeans, dirty thoughts piled up.
Sophie had long ago clocked what was happening under the white skirt. How could she not? The girl's thigh had pressed against hers almost as soon as she had sat down. And Sophie felt intuitively that the physical contact was purposeful. Not only because the girl was separating her legs, but because she was actually getting off on the knowledge that a stranger was somehow part of her lewd sex act. And the blonde had done nothing to detach herself. In fact, she was a willing participant, thrilled at the intimacy. Turned on and jealous as she imagined her neighbor being diddled so blatantly, barely able to resist the urge to rub herself in sympathy.
It was therefore like an electric shock when her husband's hand unexpectedly found her right thigh. And she welcomed it slipping down and cupping between her legs. Parting them and slipping forward to grant better access. Pushing back against the girl's leg, hoping that she might notice their shared experience.
But just as Sophie was starting to tingle, a piercing light jolted her back to reality. The protective cloak that had emboldened her dark side was shattered by lights turning on overheard. Flinging her husband's hand off, she bolted upright, flush with embarrassment. Looking around in brief panic before realizing that it was simply the end of the performance, and nothing more.
The naked nurse was bowing to polite applause, before one of the uniformed workers made an announcement, and the old guys in the front row queued by the stage with their cameras to take photographs of their favorite medical specialist.
"Let's go," Alex croaked, dryness in his throat.
His wife was just as keen to get back to the hotel, and they made a beeline for the exit. But soon after hitting the cool fresh air in the alley, a male voice called out.
"Hello?" It said, to no response.
"Hello?!? Where are you from?" it tried again, more loudly.
This time the couple stopped and turned.
"We are university students here in Tokyo, and we like practice English. Can we please drink with you in bar?" The young man said self-assuredly, advancing with his partner out of the shadows.
As the students stepped into the light, the girls white skirt was unmistakable. She was very pretty. Big almond eyes, medium length straight black hair, and a warm smile. Around 5"1', with a slim Asian body. Probably very much like the nurse they had just watched. The guy was attractive too, and on the big side for a local, not much smaller than Alex.
"Que ferons-nous," Sophie murmured in French.
Whilst she wanted to head back to the hotel for a good seeing to, the idea of having a drink with this naughty couple was an unexpectedly fascinating prospect. But before either one of them could say another word, the pretty girl spoke up.
"Vous êtes français, j'étudie le français!"
And that sealed the deal. 10 minutes later they were all sitting on the 12th floor of a glass clad building, in a retro bar that looked like a Japanese take on a New York jazz club from the 1920's. The crowd had that naïve youthful energy that existed among university students. Off the tourist track it oozed authenticity, and made Sophie nostalgic for her student days. She instantly liked it, especially once the Mojito's arrived.
Mick and Maiko, as they introduced themselves, were in their last year of university. He was a mechanical engineer and she was studying design and French. Sophie remarked on just how many people seemed to speak some French in Tokyo, and how many stores had French names. Maiko explained that her generation was not repeating the mistake of their parents and only learning to speak Japanese. After English, French was a very popular language choice as Japanese loved France and French Culture. For them Paris was the Tokyo of the west, and she had already been...twice.
After the students finished it was Sophie and Alex's turn to introduce themselves.
"...You have two young children?" Mick interrupted in shock, "But you still look so good and fit. I thought maybe you were student too," he added, without any hint of sarcasm or creepiness.
Sophie blushed, but didn't take offense. In her limited experience Japanese could be quite direct, so she put it down to cultural and linguistic differences. And it was flattering to have the young man complementing her, especially when his own girlfriend was so cute.
The enjoyable and easy conversation flowed until their glasses were empty.
"Where are you staying?" Maiko asked, as Alex insisted on getting the bill.
"The Aman."
"Ah-so..." she replied longingly. "I hear it is very beautiful. I Hope to go inside for dinner or drink once Mick finally invite me!"
And she covered her mouth and giggled in the way that Japanese woman do. Mick looked a little annoyed at being the butt of her joke, but Alex was captivated by her girly innocence. At a glance she looked the type that would wear Hello Kitty underwear. Except, given her previous antics, she was just as likely not to be wearing any! And the way she looked at him betrayed an underlying coquettishness, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes that hinted at what could be that wasn't yet so.
"What if we get the last round at the hotel then? It's not far. Then I can give you a quick tour as well," Sophie suggested.
She was enjoying the company and could empathize with what it was like to be a poor design student.
"Merci Beaucoup, I would like that very much." Maiko said, bouncing up and down eagerly. "Mick?"
He nodded his consent.
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"C'est vraiment très beau," Maiko gasped as they entered the breathtaking lobby.
"I love texture, rough and smooth together," she explained, running a hand over the stone wall at the entrance of the lounge bar. "This is special type of Japanese sandstone, Hokkaido Sagan, very rare...very expensive."
Sophie was impressed by her new friend's passion and knowledge. "Start without us boys. I'm going to show Maiko the spa before it closes."
"Come, you'll love the design there, it's..."
And the girls wondered off, chatting like old acquaintances, as the boys settled at the bar.
"Konbanwa," the smart looking hostess said with a polite nod, "May I offer you a drink?"
"Sure, thanks, I'll have an Asahi. Mick?"
"Hai, same please," he nodded.
The hostess smiled and disappeared. After a few minutes of small talk, Alex couldn't resist bringing up the theater.
"So," he started, hoping he wasn't overstepping a line, "You see show's like that with Maiko often?"
"Sometimes," Mick replied coolly, like it was no big deal, "we like sex, so sometimes see show or go to sex club. You and Sophie?"
"First time we've visited anything like that together."
"Ah-so." Mick smiled. "So first time you see Japan girl naked too then...you like?"
"Yes. Sure. I mean, they're attractive, of course..." Alex muttered bashfully.
Mick laughed. "In Japan culture it's OK to have wife and like other woman. It's normal. No problem. While in Japan you should try Japan girl..."
And with perfect timing the waitress arrived just in time to hear him, placing two cold beers in front of them whilst blushing. Alex signed the bill and watched her walk away with renewed interest.
"Maiko likes you," Mick continued, "She wants to try sex with Gaijin. With foreign man. You like Maiko?"
Alex scoffed into his beer.
"You very lucky to have such sexy wife. Blonde woman very rare and special in Japan, especially so beautiful. And not Russian, but French! If you like Maiko maybe we can...how do you say...exchange?" he added, deadly serious.
And even as the words were processed, Alex struggled to believe the conversation was actually for real. That this young man had so audaciously offered his girlfriend in return for Sophie, as if the ladies were sex objects to be traded. Not that he was offended by the idea of sharing his wife, after all, twice in the last year he had invited other men to tag team her. Nor was the idea of having Maiko unappealing...he could already imagine just how tight her pussy would be.
No. The idea in itself was very appealing. Instead his mind immediately skipped to the practicalities of implementation. How would Sophie react to such a proposal, and how could he convince her to go along with it? Plus, he hadn't been with another woman since they started dating during college over a decade before. How to ensure she wouldn't object? The morality of the situation didn't even enter into the equation.
"Sorry if I misunderstand," Mick offered, seeing the intense expression on his host's face.
"Oh no...It's fine Mick. Really. Don't get me wrong, we are more open minded than most," he explained, choosing his words carefully, "But even if I am interested...getting Sophie to agree would be another matter..."
"Ha, Gaijin woman much trouble. Luckily Japan woman do as told," Mick chuckled, raising his glass in salute, not quite understanding why westerners gave their women so much freedom.
Imagining the erotic possibilities, Alex spotted the gorgeous ladies entering the bar. The hot European and the exotic Asian. What a trophy the pair would make. The opportunity was too good to miss. He had to seize the moment or he would never forgive himself.
"We're back," Sophie announced with a huge smile as she sat in front of the boys, "one final round for the road?"
Buzzing from the earlier drinks, and energized by her young companion, Sophie was reluctant to let the evening end. She raised her hand and started to look around for service. Her husband could see she was in the mood to have some fun...and it gave him an idea.
"Sorry sweetie, the bar already called last orders," he lied, improvising.
"Really? That's crazy!" she frowned, "it's still morning for me, I'm just waking up! Let me speak to someone, this is the Aman after all. Surely the bar doesn't close this side of midnight..."
"..It's actually good news..." Alex suggested quickly, pulling her hand down. "Because I was thinking it might be fun to go back to the room and play that drinking game we just learned at the Geisha dinner. We have a mini bar and..."
"...Great idea!" Sophie interrupted excitedly. "It would be like when we were students again!. Oh...and then Maiko can also see the inside of a room. Wow...excellent thinking darling."
"How fun!" Maiko clapped.
The conspirators winked at each other.
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Closing the heavy door, Alex watched as the others removed their jackets and shoes and put things neatly into the foyer wardrobe. Chatting away, Sophie and Mick headed into the room. Maiko hung back, however, taking her time to touch and inspect the finishing's and materials with an outstretched hand. Whispering approval as she ran her fine fingers over the wood doors and stone walls.
Alex held back for a bit too, taking the opportunity to study the Asian eye candy in more detail. Looking her up and down like a predator sizing up its prey. And Maiko played her part, innocently pretending not to notice whilst he devoured her hot little body in its frilly white skirt and tight top. Until, unexpectedly turning, she held his gaze. Cool blue eyes betraying desire, deep dark eyes confirming a willingness to submit. And although it only lasted a moment, the intimacy was intense.
"Wow," Maiko gasped as she finally entered the main room.
It was the same size as her apartment, which she shared with friends! A seamless blend of modern minimalist styling and Japanese influence. 750 square feet of sheer cool. Her hand ran longingly over the luxurious white cotton sheets as she passed the king size bed and joined the others, who had already taken up station around the coffee table in the alcove, by the window overlooking the now dark Imperial Palace gardens.
"OK," Sophie started, as Alex fetched the bottles of beer and mini spirits from the fridge, "Two people play, and they sit opposite each other. Then the others clap. Slowly at first, but getting faster. Alternating on the beat, each player has to use one hand to touch this," and she placed her packet of cigarettes on the table.
"It has to be with an open hand, and between touching, on the other beat, we need to also clap like this," she demonstrated. "Except that any player can pick the packet up on their turn instead of tapping it. If they do, then the other player has to tap the empty space with closed knuckles, like this, until the cigarettes are returned, then it has to be open again..."
"Ha, we know this game," Mick interrupted, "I am very good. Maiko not so much. Let's play."
Clap...clap...clap...clap...clap...clap...Oh!
They all laughed as Sophie forgot to tap the empty space with her closed knuckles after Mick had picked up the packet. Then they all cheered as she skulled half a glass of beer. And so it continued, until the table was littered with empty bottles. The students were looking a little red faced, as Asians do when they drink, when Maiko lost to Mick.
"Oops, looks like the alcohol is all gone," Alex noted with the loose grin of someone who had had a couple of rounds.
"Then a Piege." Sophie called out, remembering her college days.
"A trap?" Maiko asked, translating directly from the French.
"It's like truth or dare, except, because it's French, you only give dares," Alex clarified.
Sophie had been renowned for her dare's back in college, especially amongst her three flat mates. Whether it was embarrassing others, flashing strangers, or even once knocking on a neighbor's door to ask for a condom whilst in skimpy Christmas lingerie. Back then she had enjoyed pushing people past their comfort zones, and was relishing the opportunity once again. Especially as she was in the mood for something a little risque.
"Hai, good idea," Mick nodded, with a wink at Alex.
"Maiko," he said with that confident look of his, "I piege you to take off underwear and put on table."
His girlfriend instantly raised her hand to her mouth and giggled, turning redder than before. But she didn't object. On the contrary, she stood up with a faux shy expression, and with a flirtatious glance at Alex, raised her hemline. Revealing more and more of her tender inner thighs until finally the plain pink of her underwear came into view. There might not have been any Hello Kitty logo, but looking more closely it was possible to see a small dark stain. A telltale wet spot.
Alex's heart was pounding furiously as she then hooked the waistband of the panties, ready to pull them down. Except, instead of seeing more, he suddenly saw a whole lot less. A concertina of white fell together with her hands, depriving him of the more private view he craved. So he could only watch in frustration as she placed the cotton panties on the table.
"Don't worry Maiko, I will make Mick pay for that," Sophie threatened as she started her re-match with him.
"Makenai," Mick said, "Japan man don't lose to foreign lady."
But soon his smirk was gone, and Sophie issued the losing dare.
"I piege YOU to put your underwear on the table," she challenged with a pointing finger.
Maiko clapped and laughed in approval as Mick stood up, slightly unsteady but seemingly resolute. Taking his time, concentrating fully, until his trademark grin returned. Then in a flurry of action he quickly removed his jeans and underwear in one swift movement, before discarding the underwear and raising only his jeans.
"Hey," Sophie protested, "I didn't say you could do that!"
"Ha. You only said underwear on table. Nothing about jeans on or off!" he replied, pleased with himself for having outsmarted her.
Alex, Maiko and Mick howled, leaving Sophie irritated. Annoyed that she wasn't dominating or intimidating anyone at the game she used to rule. Even Maiko was showing her up, with that hot little body. And she had seen the way her husband was looking at the cute minx. This wasn't how it had gone in her youth, and it wasn't how she had imagined it going this time.
"Ok, Sophie," Alex jibed, interrupting her thoughts, keeping the momentum going, "loose to me and I'm going to make you take off your underwear AND jeans, so that you can taste some of your own medicine."
Then he held his breath...would she take the bait?
"Ha! You might as well undo your belt now," she retorted with conviction.
But moments later she was the one standing before the others, as her husband thanked the Lord for letting him win. And whilst Sophie's inner exhibitionist relished the opportunity to finally be the center of attention. There was a niggling part of her which felt uneasy about what was about to happen. She looked at them each in turn, were they really going to make her do it? Was there a way out? Did she even want a way out?
But one look at the lust on the men's faces told her everything she needed to know about what they wanted. And that was enough cover for her to indulge her naughty side. So, accepting her fate, nervous yet exhilarated, she reached for the buttons of the tightly fitted Seven for all Mankind's.
"Wait, wait, wait..." Alex suddenly implored, breaking the palpable tension. Dashing over to the small speakers to plug in his iPhone. Unleashing the infectious beat of Erykah Badu whilst he darted over to the wall control to dim the lights.
"That's better!" He exhaled, returning to his seat, "now you can give us a proper performance...like you did for Nico!"
"Bravo!" Maiko chirped.
The blonde smiled sardonically at her husband and his none too subtle reference to what had happened a few months before. She saw right through him, knowing exactly what he was trying to get her to do. And had she been more sober and less horny, she would have told him to go fuck himself on principle. Except...she was indeed very randy and tipsy. And her enfeebled rational side was no match for her well lubricated and demanding libido.
Although a little uncomfortable about being put on the spot like that, her body started moving involuntarily to the music. Hesitantly at first. But becoming more fluid as the sexy beat seized control. Forcing her hips to sway provocatively. Compelling her hands to roam suggestively. The seductive movements triggering flashbacks of that night with Nico.
Simmering since the sex show, she started to boil. And, needing it as much as her audience, she finally began to pop the buttons. One by one they went, each more anticipated than the last. With pouting lips and unruly blonde hair she played with the open fly, granting teasing glimpses of black lace and smooth fair skin. Loving it as much as them. Completely in the zone, her inhibition gone, she then spun around, presenting her magnificent rear. Moving like a charmed snake at an exotic bazaar. Enchanting them. Mesmerizing them until she was their only desire. And after what seemed like an eternity, sexily peeling the jeans down.
"Wow," they all exclaimed.
The reaction was like fuel on the fire, stoking Sophie's ego. She knew they would be ogling her beautiful fit bum, which was naked except for two thin bands of black going up its crack. And as much as she liked showing it off, she was keen to show them an even greater surprise. So, without any hint of shyness, she kicked the jeans out of the way and turned back around. Easing her legs apart, like a soldier at ease, ready to be inspected.
Mick's jaw dropped. Maiko blushed. Alex beamed. Sophie's cute innie pussy was beautifully framed by the black open crotch panties that she had cheekily worn. The very ones that had helped unlock her naughty side all those months before. Freshly shaven that afternoon, her groin was completely bald, and her beautiful erect clit was proudly poking out between her small lips, betraying a state of arousal.
The pheromone laden air was charged, and Alex was keen to strike while the iron was hot. Not bothering to hide the obvious bulge in his jeans, he stood up and pulled her into a loving embrace. Reaching down to cup her exposed rear as they moved in sync to the music. Sophie's heart pounding as she ground against him, oblivious to the others in the room.
Ready and willing she returned his passionate kisses. Lost in the moment. Until fingers stroked through her wetness from behind, causing goose bumps to erupt down her spine and the dam holding back her unreserved sexual desires to brake, sending a surge of primal need through her veins. And like a parent who knows that their child has finally fallen asleep in their arms, Alex could sense that his wife had departed. Leaving behind nothing but an insatiable blonde slut.
Without further ado, he led her onto the bed and maneuvered her perfect body into his favorite position. On her knees, shoulders down against the bed, thighs separated, and hips up. Her exposed rear waiting for its master. And it wasn't long before a pair of hands were greedily exploring her gorgeous bum. Kneading the firm cheeks and playfully working them. Eagerly pulling them apart, exposing her hot pink slit to the sound of moistness. And like a modern day geisha, Sophie didn't protest or object, accepting that her role was to obediently provide pleasure.
Turning his attention to the lovely Maiko, Alex mentally reached for a pencil sharpener. His bucket list of unfulfilled sexual desires was about to get a new tick...and possibly more than one if he played his cards right.
She had already stripped naked, and was just as incredible as he had imagined. A slim unblemished body, perky little A-cup breasts with adorable dark nipples, a narrow waist, and trimmed black pubic hair above an almost invisible slit. But he barely had time to take it all in before she was on her knees in front of him, pulling his jeans down and gripping his hardening member. Polishing the hard white wood with her tongue. Leaving him spellbound as a woman other than his wife licked his dick for the first time in over a decade.
Sophie had known from the beginning that it wasn't her husband. Not only was the technique and feel different, but she knew him all too well. He would have had designs on the little Asian vixen, and would have left Mick to have his way.
Wanting confirmation, she craned round. Despite knowing what to expect, it was still a shock. Alex removing his shirt as Maiko knelt before him, licking his cock like a lollipop. A jealous pang shot through her. But before her rational side could mount a protest, a lick of pleasure on her wrinkled star and a digit finding her sensitive g-spot refocused her attention. Every buzz of bliss made it harder to think past the next moment of pleasure. Every jolt of joy made resistance more futile. And when a second finger plunged deep inside her silky hole, all she could think about was how much she wanted something bigger inside. A good hard cock. Any cock.
Alex grabbed Maiko's pretty face for a few final thrusts, before pulling her up and turning her around.
"Does that turn you on?" he whispered, as they watched Mick's head plunging between Sophie's rear like it held the key to his survival.
"Oui," she whispered playfully.
"Good. Because I'm going to do the same to you," he hissed, rubbing his cock crudely against her crack, sensing her need to be dominated. "Then I'm going fuck your tight little Japanese pussy like it's never been fucked before."
Maiko was trembling as she turned and kissed him long and deep, pure desire conveyed through her quivering lips. Then she skipped over the bed and excitedly hopped on it, adopting the same position as the moaning blonde, making sure to get up right close so that they were touching side by side. Arching her back, she laid her head on the white sheets, turning it so that she could smile at Sophie only a foot away.
Alex spread her tiny dark bum hole and slit wide apart, exposing her secret oriental passages. In particular he liked how the hot pink of her fleshy pussy contrasted so sexily against her jade skin.
"Hmm, you're delicious," he groaned, savoring her eastern flavor.
"It's like we are back at the theater," Maiko whispered to Sophie between moans, reaching out to hold her hand.
Sophie heard the words and felt the touch, but was close to cuming and therefore had bigger things on her mind.
"Alex" she called out, "I'm close...I need you inside me."
"I'm busy," he said between licks.
There was a brief silence before she moaned for Mick to go inside her. But that wasn't enough for Alex, who wanted to hear her talk dirty.
"You have to be more specific than that," he insisted. "Mick, don't do anything until she asks properly."
There was a pause before her sexy french accent asked again. "Mick, please fuck me. I need you to make me cum."
"Fuck what?" Alex pushed.
"...my hot pussy..." she moaned.
"You can do better than that," he insisted, "Don't hold back. What do you want in that hot French pussy?"
"Mick's dick...I want Mick to fuck my hot French pussy with his Japanese cock. I want him to fuck me until I cum all over him," she begged.
"Hai," he responded impatiently, before turning to Alex and asking if he had a condom.
"Shit," he cursed, realizing the problem would apply to both of them.
But his short sighted mind quickly did the math. Maiko and Mick were young, probably from well off families, and Japan wasn't known for a high prevalence of STD's. And since Sophie was on the pill, that part wasn't an issue. Not thinking beyond his animal needs, he waved it off.
"It's OK," he blurted, "she's on the pill, so you can even cum inside her...and Maiko?" he asked nervously.
Mick raised his thumb as he quickly undressed, "Maiko too, same, same. No problem. She honored to have Gaijin seed inside."
There was something deeply satisfying about objectifying the women like that right in front of them. Confirming their status as nothing more than sex toys. And both men eagerly grabbed their assigned female, flipped her over, and pulled her to the edge of the bed.
Alex put one of Maiko's legs on each shoulder and lined up. But penetrating his first Asian pussy didn't prove straight forward. She was so fucking tight that it took a massive effort to squeeze his engorged head into her love hole. Battling for every inch against her vice like passage.
"Oh, oh, ah, ouch," Maiko squealed and whimpered as she was split open.
Alex couldn't tell if she was enjoying it or in pain, but for him it felt heavenly. Like every nerve ending in his body was now located on his cock. And the all-consuming satisfaction of pumping against her resistance was otherworldly. Even if she had asked him to stop, he wouldn't have been able to comply, because at that moment all he wanted to do was fuck Maiko for the rest of his life. Pushing her legs down and apart he watched her teeny cunt stretch. The shroud of skin around his cock visibly tugging back and forth with each thrust. He had never felt so big, and for the first time experienced what it was like to be a black man.
Sophie meanwhile had removed her top and bra as Mick nervously started to penetrate her hot box. The shy student doing the experienced MILF. And it didn't matter that he was noticeably smaller than her husband. After having been so thoroughly wound up, she would have be able to climax fucking a pencil.
Aware of Maiko's sweaty body rubbing against hers, she impulsively reached out for it. Fascinated by her bucking hips and contracting abs, and amazed at how tight and smooth the young skin felt, she was unable to resist running her hand all over. Until, without consciously planning it, she found her fingers running through trimmed bush and down to a stretched hole.
Alex watched in awe as his wife reached down to circle his cock and play with Maiko's clit. It was incredible. Burying himself deep, he leaned forward and across to kiss her. Sophie greedily licked and kissed him back, unfazed by the fact that she was tasting Maiko on his lips. And when he broke off and stood back up, she didn't hesitate in turning the student's head towards her.
It was perfection. Michelangelo himself couldn't have created a finer masterpiece. The guys fucking each other's woman, the women kissing and rubbing each other whilst getting pounded. The noises and sounds of sex. The smell of sweat and pungent aromas. The bed bouncing under the strains of rapture as they all climaxed in an orgy of pleasure. It was humanity at its most deprived, it was humanity expressed in its most glorious form.
Satisfied and spent they all collapsed onto the bed in a tangled heap of limbs.
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"I want to shower," Maiko whispered, stirring before the others.
Alex moved off her and watched as she glided towards the minimalist bathroom. He then looked across at his exhausted and sweaty wife. As much as he had enjoyed Maiko in the heat of passion, he loved Sophie more than ever at that moment. Wanting to hold her, he propped himself up against the fluffy pillows and gently pulled her limp body up between his legs, until her head was leaning back against his shoulder, strands of hair tickling his cheek.
"I love you sweetie," he whispered.
Sophie purred in response and took his hand. Meanwhile, Mick was at the end of the bed, proudly admiring his conquest. His first ever foreign woman. A gorgeous blonde whose pussy was now filled with his 100% pure Japanese semen. He had done his country proud and couldn't wait to brag to his friends, although he doubted they would ever believe him.
And they remained like that, each lost in thought, until minutes later, when Maiko emerged from the bathroom in a luxuriously thick bathrobe.
"I love the bathroom," she enthused, "I love this warm robe...and I hope you love that I copy Sophie."
And with those words the white robe tumbled to the floor with a thud, and Mick let out an excited burst of Japanese. He jumped off the bed and knelt beside his girlfriend, running his fingers over her smooth crotch.
Sophie vaguely remembered feeling pubic hair earlier, and a wave of jealousy suddenly swept over her as she studied the nymph's slight figure and teeny slit. Although in great shape, Sophie was sure she couldn't match what a cute Japanese college student had to offer. Had this been a big mistake? Had she just opened Pandora's box?
"I love it," Mick yelped comically.
Leaning forward and licking Maiko's groin like an overenthusiastic puppy. Encouraging her legs to separate so that he could finger and lick her cute shaved pussy. Sophie's hand instinctively drifted down to her own, and she couldn't help wondering whether, having tried Maiko, Alex was going to be satisfied with her again. And the hard-on growing against her back fed the new found insecurity.
But Sophie wasn't one to take things lying down, and wouldn't let Maiko show her up without a fight. Spinning around she wriggled down the bed to nurse her husband's slick shaft back to life. There was an unfamiliar musky taste to his skin, but she didn't let it put her off giving one of the sloppiest blow jobs of her life.
Satisfied with the now rock hard cock, Sophie slipped off the bed. Giving her husband a knowing smile as she opened the bedside table draw and removed the small bottle of lube that he had secretly brought (or not so secretly it turned out). Passing it to him as she hopped back onto the bed and straddled his hips. Facing away, presenting her gorgeous rear, leaving Alex in no doubt that he had permission to play with her coveted bum hole.
"Gently," Sophie moaned, as first one, and then two well lubricated digits pushed past her sphincter.
'That's it,' she told herself, making sure she had the student's undivided attention, 'now it's time for you to see how a real woman does it.'
"I'm ready, lube yourself as well," she eventually announced, staring straight at her audience.
But to her surprise, instead of being pushed forward into doggy style, which she knew was her husband's favourite position, she felt his strong hands pulling her back, encouraging her to sit on his lap.
"Sit on my cock. Take it up your ass this way so that our friends get a front row seat."
Sophie understood. She had seen the position on internet videos. So propping herself up, she positioned her rear such that the rock hard cock was knocking against her clenched hole. Then, with it aimed correctly, and a deep breath, she let her weight go and impaled herself like a true porn star.
"Wow," Mick and Maiko mouthed in awe.
"Putain," Sophie cried out, "your cock feels so big in my ass."
And she wasn't just role playing. With a bit of deft maneuvering, Alex had got her to lean back and was holding her knees apart in the air, allowing him to piston in all the way to the hilt. Stretching her rectum and going deeper than ever before.
"Spread your bum. Give them a better view of how I fuck your dirty ass," he ordered, enjoying every crude word.
Sophie grunted and groaned as she complied, reaching down to spread her cheeks. The students moved in closer. Captivated not just by the intensity of the ass fucking, but by the hot pink tissue of her gaping cunt which was still inflamed and laced with traces of Mick's white goo.
"Maiko," Alex then ordered, "I want you to lick and finger Sophie's cunt."
The obedient Japanese slut dived in without hesitation, tonguing the MILF's clit and fingering her used pussy. Pausing only to occasionally lick her sticky fingers clean and grasp the cock that was thrusting in and out of the stretched anus. But Alex's perverted fantasy wasn't complete. His wife still had an unused orifice that needed to be filled. So he issued another instruction.
"Mick, Stand up here and cum inside her mouth."
The young lad didn't need to be asked twice, and clambered onto the bed, making sure not to step on anyone as he carefully positioned himself. And there was no objection from Sophie as he grabbed a fist full of blonde hair and fed a prime cut of Japanese beef into her mouth. With her hands already occupied, the fuck slut was powerless to control Mick as he thrust in and out without consideration for her well being. Untrimmed black pubic hair blocking her nose. Cock lodged in her throat, stifling moans as she struggled to breathe.
Light headed and overloaded by sensorial stimulation, Sophie lost control of her body as a manga style orgasm sent her to another universe. Her powerful rectum and throat clamped hard around the shafts that had invaded them as she shuddered in uncontrollable climax. At one with their cocks, every synapse in the men's bodies then exploded, like it was the 4th of July inside their dicks.
And that's how the evening ended, with Sophie completing a hat-trick. All three holes having been filled whilst she sprayed all over the cute and eager Maiko, who greedily lapped up the warm French lady juice.
Sophie had been right...Tokyo had turned out to be very much worth the trip.
"We leave in 3 weeks," Sophie enthused, weeks of pent up excitement finally bursting free.
"Last year you surprised me with the trip to Parrot Cay, now it's my turn. So...my mum is coming to look after the kids, and then..."
"Wait, wait, wait," he interrupted, "Tokyo...as in Japan? As in the land of the rising sun?"
"Oui," she squealed in delight, pushing off the duvet, sitting up, and pulling her blonde hair to one side, "I've booked 4 nights at the Aman Tokyo. It looks amazing! Plus, I've already planned some great things to do. And it's autumn, so the parks will look spectacular..."
Her energy was infectious, but Alex couldn't help wondering if such a long journey, and the inevitable jetlag, was worth it. Not to mention having to reschedule an entire week of meetings at work. But his wife had already anticipated such concerns and had carefully prepared a convincing closing argument.
"You know I've always wanted to go to Japan..." she pouted, unbuttoning her cute J Crew pajama top, "...I promise to make it worth your while."
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"So, what did you think of the dinner, wasn't it great?" Sophie asked, clutching her husband's hand as they strolled along the heaving streets of Ginza.
"Uh-huh," came the distracted response.
His attention was being pulled in every which direction as an explosion of sights and sounds pummeled his senses. Neon signs, large advertising screens and boards, and buildings like miniature vertical cities. Then there were the people. A seething mass of people everywhere. A black carpet of bobbing heads. Pedestrian crossings a dozen deep despite it being 9pm on a weeknight. The smart, the casual, the trendy and the eccentric, it seemed Ginza catered to all. Delicious aromas and the noise of good times wafted out from the restaurants and bars at street level, whilst the glass and steel towers overhead promised hundreds more.
"Ugh," she said in frustration. "You really have no culture! What were you expecting? You know that Geisha's aren't just prostitutes? They are professional companions and entertainers before...the rest. It takes years of training to become one. I thought the dancing and music were beautiful. And the drinking game! I think it's the first time I've played one since we were students. You know...It was really hard to get those seats..."
Alex snapped out of his trance and realized his wife was misinterpreting his silence. "Sorry Sweetie, it was a great dinner," he reassured with a genuine smile.
"I really enjoyed it. Honestly. I'm just a bit overwhelmed by this place. That's all. There's just so much going on. It's like this whole town is Times Square on steroids. Which makes it hard to find somewhere special to have a drink on our last night...before I take you back to the hotel and have my way with you."
And he stopped, leaned forward, and kissed her frown away.
"Oh!" they suddenly cried out as they were unceremoniously bumped by a gaggle of youths who hadn't expected them to stop mid-flow on the busy sidewalk.
"Sorry," came a polite female apology from the group as it squeezed past them and disappeared down a gap that seemed to have materialized between two tall buildings.
Curious, the couple peered into the dimly lit alley. It was at once both mysterious and charming. Drawn in, they started after the shadows. Advancing along the uneven cobblestone, the noise from the main street retreating into the distance. Eventually the modern buildings gave way to a series of higgledy-piggledy old wood structures. As if a giant had scooped up a few tea houses from ancient Tokyo and plonked them squarely in the 21 st Century.
As the group of youths passed under an old looking street lamp, Alex just had time to make out the smiling face of a pretty young thing before she disappeared with her friends into one of the old crooked doorways.
Intrigued, he led his wife to the same entrance, and the wooden stand by its side. On the stand was a cream coloured menu, the sort that was typical of restaurants aimed at tourists and new comers. Except it wasn't a normal menu. 'Sexy Showtime Theater', the title read in English. It was followed by lines of Japanese characters that seemed to give a price per person, a list of show times, and some other information that was indecipherable to them. Their best guess was that the 9pm show was just beginning, that it cost 7,000Yen per person, and that it would be risqué in some way.
"Ha, that's probably more like what you were expecting from the Geisha dinner!" Sophie joked.
"Maybe," Alex replied, with an edge of excitement, "Except I'm not sure what a sexy showtime theater is... Though it's probably weird and funky and involves an assortment of cartoon characters and school girl uniforms in some way."
Sophie chuckled, and was just getting ready to move on when an old man appeared from behind the hanging half curtain and pointed to a ticket vending machine.
"Oh...no...thank...you..." she said slowly, bowing her head with each word.
"Hang on a second," Alex said, holding her shoulder, "Let's check it out. It's just past nine so we can catch the last show. Besides, it's not like we are going to bed any time soon anyway..."
"Seriously?" came the raised eyebrow.
"Come on...think about it," he pushed, "you know there is a whole 'under the sheets repressed sex thing' going on in this country on the one hand. And a perverted 'sex is not a big deal so let's film a homemade video with your mother' on the other. This is part of the real Japan. And you saw those trendy locals going in. They looked like they just wanted to have fun...wholesome sexy showtime fun! Come on...let's check it out, and if you don't like it we will leave, scouts honor."
Sophie took a moment. Her husband had never been a scout. But equally, she had never been to a strip club or sex show, and now that the opportunity was presenting itself, was a tad curious. Besides, given her recent antics, a sex show hardly seemed taboo anymore. Plus, Alex had a point, she had read that sexuality was a big part of Japanese culture, and that they had different norms to westerners.
"OK. But if and when I want to leave...we go," she puffed.
"Scouts honor," he swore, holding up a few random fingers.
After buying the tickets they went down some overly lit stairs, through a small lobby with posters and more vending machines (500 yen for a can of lukewarm beer and 1,000 yen for used female panties), and into the surprisingly small theater.
The four rows of movie theater style seats in front of the stage weren't even half full. There were a few old men in the front row, then the group they had followed sitting behind in the second row. The air smelled mildly stale: a lingering mix of smoke, beer and mold. The décor was drab and dated. It had clearly seen better days. But the depressing feel of the place didn't seem to be holding back the loud dance music and high energy movements of the scantily clad nurse that was gyrating on stage.
Two uniformed employees standing either side were clapping in time with the music, pausing only to signal for them to sit in the second row. Following Sophie to take their seats, Alex settled in and watched as the performer danced away in her naughty costume. The whole thing was surreal.
After another minute of the acrobatic routine, the music changed, the tempo slowed, and the dancer moved more purposefully. Unlike at a western strip club, there was reverent silence as the nurse's outfit was playfully discarded. Leaving her in knee-high red PVC boots and a matching G-string. Her small A-cup breasts and slim Asian body on display, not an ounce of cellulite to be seen. Then on all fours she crawled around the stage, teasing them with a hint of brown eye behind the tiny red string.
Although the display was more utilitarian than erotic, Alex still needed to re-arrange himself. But before doing so, he instinctively glanced to his left to see if Sophie, or anyone else, was looking.
A movement caught his attention. To the left of his wife's legs. There was a ruffling of white material. Leaning forward a fraction to get a closer look, he had to do a double take. For right next to Sophie, a short white skirt had been pushed out of the way and a wrist was visible between a pair of beautiful smooth female thighs. Was it doing what he thought it was...? Forgoing discretion, he craned forward to get a better look. Allowing his eyes to drift up to the leg owner's heaving chest and beautiful young features, which had an expression of sensual satisfaction. It was the girl from the alley!
Suddenly a male face popped out from the other side of her, giving Alex a fright. They looked at each other for a moment, before the man grinned confidently and raised his hand from between the girls legs to wave. Alex instantly felt the heat of embarrassment, like a busted peeping tom. And was about to break contact when the young man lifted his chin, nodded in the direction of his previous handiwork, slipped his hand back to where it had been, and then nodded towards Sophie. Was he bragging? Challenging?
Alex sat back into the old leather seat and ran his fingers through his brown hair. The air began to feel heavy, the space shrank, and his heartbeat increased. As if the kinky action next door wasn't enough, the performer then removed her red G-string and slid around the stage, trying to give the old men heart attacks as she sat in front of each one and unabashedly spread her dark pussy lips for them. Looking down at his wife's tight jeans, dirty thoughts piled up.
Sophie had long ago clocked what was happening under the white skirt. How could she not? The girl's thigh had pressed against hers almost as soon as she had sat down. And Sophie felt intuitively that the physical contact was purposeful. Not only because the girl was separating her legs, but because she was actually getting off on the knowledge that a stranger was somehow part of her lewd sex act. And the blonde had done nothing to detach herself. In fact, she was a willing participant, thrilled at the intimacy. Turned on and jealous as she imagined her neighbor being diddled so blatantly, barely able to resist the urge to rub herself in sympathy.
It was therefore like an electric shock when her husband's hand unexpectedly found her right thigh. And she welcomed it slipping down and cupping between her legs. Parting them and slipping forward to grant better access. Pushing back against the girl's leg, hoping that she might notice their shared experience.
But just as Sophie was starting to tingle, a piercing light jolted her back to reality. The protective cloak that had emboldened her dark side was shattered by lights turning on overheard. Flinging her husband's hand off, she bolted upright, flush with embarrassment. Looking around in brief panic before realizing that it was simply the end of the performance, and nothing more.
The naked nurse was bowing to polite applause, before one of the uniformed workers made an announcement, and the old guys in the front row queued by the stage with their cameras to take photographs of their favorite medical specialist.
"Let's go," Alex croaked, dryness in his throat.
His wife was just as keen to get back to the hotel, and they made a beeline for the exit. But soon after hitting the cool fresh air in the alley, a male voice called out.
"Hello?" It said, to no response.
"Hello?!? Where are you from?" it tried again, more loudly.
This time the couple stopped and turned.
"We are university students here in Tokyo, and we like practice English. Can we please drink with you in bar?" The young man said self-assuredly, advancing with his partner out of the shadows.
As the students stepped into the light, the girls white skirt was unmistakable. She was very pretty. Big almond eyes, medium length straight black hair, and a warm smile. Around 5"1', with a slim Asian body. Probably very much like the nurse they had just watched. The guy was attractive too, and on the big side for a local, not much smaller than Alex.
"Que ferons-nous," Sophie murmured in French.
Whilst she wanted to head back to the hotel for a good seeing to, the idea of having a drink with this naughty couple was an unexpectedly fascinating prospect. But before either one of them could say another word, the pretty girl spoke up.
"Vous êtes français, j'étudie le français!"
And that sealed the deal. 10 minutes later they were all sitting on the 12th floor of a glass clad building, in a retro bar that looked like a Japanese take on a New York jazz club from the 1920's. The crowd had that naïve youthful energy that existed among university students. Off the tourist track it oozed authenticity, and made Sophie nostalgic for her student days. She instantly liked it, especially once the Mojito's arrived.
Mick and Maiko, as they introduced themselves, were in their last year of university. He was a mechanical engineer and she was studying design and French. Sophie remarked on just how many people seemed to speak some French in Tokyo, and how many stores had French names. Maiko explained that her generation was not repeating the mistake of their parents and only learning to speak Japanese. After English, French was a very popular language choice as Japanese loved France and French Culture. For them Paris was the Tokyo of the west, and she had already been...twice.
After the students finished it was Sophie and Alex's turn to introduce themselves.
"...You have two young children?" Mick interrupted in shock, "But you still look so good and fit. I thought maybe you were student too," he added, without any hint of sarcasm or creepiness.
Sophie blushed, but didn't take offense. In her limited experience Japanese could be quite direct, so she put it down to cultural and linguistic differences. And it was flattering to have the young man complementing her, especially when his own girlfriend was so cute.
The enjoyable and easy conversation flowed until their glasses were empty.
"Where are you staying?" Maiko asked, as Alex insisted on getting the bill.
"The Aman."
"Ah-so..." she replied longingly. "I hear it is very beautiful. I Hope to go inside for dinner or drink once Mick finally invite me!"
And she covered her mouth and giggled in the way that Japanese woman do. Mick looked a little annoyed at being the butt of her joke, but Alex was captivated by her girly innocence. At a glance she looked the type that would wear Hello Kitty underwear. Except, given her previous antics, she was just as likely not to be wearing any! And the way she looked at him betrayed an underlying coquettishness, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes that hinted at what could be that wasn't yet so.
"What if we get the last round at the hotel then? It's not far. Then I can give you a quick tour as well," Sophie suggested.
She was enjoying the company and could empathize with what it was like to be a poor design student.
"Merci Beaucoup, I would like that very much." Maiko said, bouncing up and down eagerly. "Mick?"
He nodded his consent.
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"C'est vraiment très beau," Maiko gasped as they entered the breathtaking lobby.
"I love texture, rough and smooth together," she explained, running a hand over the stone wall at the entrance of the lounge bar. "This is special type of Japanese sandstone, Hokkaido Sagan, very rare...very expensive."
Sophie was impressed by her new friend's passion and knowledge. "Start without us boys. I'm going to show Maiko the spa before it closes."
"Come, you'll love the design there, it's..."
And the girls wondered off, chatting like old acquaintances, as the boys settled at the bar.
"Konbanwa," the smart looking hostess said with a polite nod, "May I offer you a drink?"
"Sure, thanks, I'll have an Asahi. Mick?"
"Hai, same please," he nodded.
The hostess smiled and disappeared. After a few minutes of small talk, Alex couldn't resist bringing up the theater.
"So," he started, hoping he wasn't overstepping a line, "You see show's like that with Maiko often?"
"Sometimes," Mick replied coolly, like it was no big deal, "we like sex, so sometimes see show or go to sex club. You and Sophie?"
"First time we've visited anything like that together."
"Ah-so." Mick smiled. "So first time you see Japan girl naked too then...you like?"
"Yes. Sure. I mean, they're attractive, of course..." Alex muttered bashfully.
Mick laughed. "In Japan culture it's OK to have wife and like other woman. It's normal. No problem. While in Japan you should try Japan girl..."
And with perfect timing the waitress arrived just in time to hear him, placing two cold beers in front of them whilst blushing. Alex signed the bill and watched her walk away with renewed interest.
"Maiko likes you," Mick continued, "She wants to try sex with Gaijin. With foreign man. You like Maiko?"
Alex scoffed into his beer.
"You very lucky to have such sexy wife. Blonde woman very rare and special in Japan, especially so beautiful. And not Russian, but French! If you like Maiko maybe we can...how do you say...exchange?" he added, deadly serious.
And even as the words were processed, Alex struggled to believe the conversation was actually for real. That this young man had so audaciously offered his girlfriend in return for Sophie, as if the ladies were sex objects to be traded. Not that he was offended by the idea of sharing his wife, after all, twice in the last year he had invited other men to tag team her. Nor was the idea of having Maiko unappealing...he could already imagine just how tight her pussy would be.
No. The idea in itself was very appealing. Instead his mind immediately skipped to the practicalities of implementation. How would Sophie react to such a proposal, and how could he convince her to go along with it? Plus, he hadn't been with another woman since they started dating during college over a decade before. How to ensure she wouldn't object? The morality of the situation didn't even enter into the equation.
"Sorry if I misunderstand," Mick offered, seeing the intense expression on his host's face.
"Oh no...It's fine Mick. Really. Don't get me wrong, we are more open minded than most," he explained, choosing his words carefully, "But even if I am interested...getting Sophie to agree would be another matter..."
"Ha, Gaijin woman much trouble. Luckily Japan woman do as told," Mick chuckled, raising his glass in salute, not quite understanding why westerners gave their women so much freedom.
Imagining the erotic possibilities, Alex spotted the gorgeous ladies entering the bar. The hot European and the exotic Asian. What a trophy the pair would make. The opportunity was too good to miss. He had to seize the moment or he would never forgive himself.
"We're back," Sophie announced with a huge smile as she sat in front of the boys, "one final round for the road?"
Buzzing from the earlier drinks, and energized by her young companion, Sophie was reluctant to let the evening end. She raised her hand and started to look around for service. Her husband could see she was in the mood to have some fun...and it gave him an idea.
"Sorry sweetie, the bar already called last orders," he lied, improvising.
"Really? That's crazy!" she frowned, "it's still morning for me, I'm just waking up! Let me speak to someone, this is the Aman after all. Surely the bar doesn't close this side of midnight..."
"..It's actually good news..." Alex suggested quickly, pulling her hand down. "Because I was thinking it might be fun to go back to the room and play that drinking game we just learned at the Geisha dinner. We have a mini bar and..."
"...Great idea!" Sophie interrupted excitedly. "It would be like when we were students again!. Oh...and then Maiko can also see the inside of a room. Wow...excellent thinking darling."
"How fun!" Maiko clapped.
The conspirators winked at each other.
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Closing the heavy door, Alex watched as the others removed their jackets and shoes and put things neatly into the foyer wardrobe. Chatting away, Sophie and Mick headed into the room. Maiko hung back, however, taking her time to touch and inspect the finishing's and materials with an outstretched hand. Whispering approval as she ran her fine fingers over the wood doors and stone walls.
Alex held back for a bit too, taking the opportunity to study the Asian eye candy in more detail. Looking her up and down like a predator sizing up its prey. And Maiko played her part, innocently pretending not to notice whilst he devoured her hot little body in its frilly white skirt and tight top. Until, unexpectedly turning, she held his gaze. Cool blue eyes betraying desire, deep dark eyes confirming a willingness to submit. And although it only lasted a moment, the intimacy was intense.
"Wow," Maiko gasped as she finally entered the main room.
It was the same size as her apartment, which she shared with friends! A seamless blend of modern minimalist styling and Japanese influence. 750 square feet of sheer cool. Her hand ran longingly over the luxurious white cotton sheets as she passed the king size bed and joined the others, who had already taken up station around the coffee table in the alcove, by the window overlooking the now dark Imperial Palace gardens.
"OK," Sophie started, as Alex fetched the bottles of beer and mini spirits from the fridge, "Two people play, and they sit opposite each other. Then the others clap. Slowly at first, but getting faster. Alternating on the beat, each player has to use one hand to touch this," and she placed her packet of cigarettes on the table.
"It has to be with an open hand, and between touching, on the other beat, we need to also clap like this," she demonstrated. "Except that any player can pick the packet up on their turn instead of tapping it. If they do, then the other player has to tap the empty space with closed knuckles, like this, until the cigarettes are returned, then it has to be open again..."
"Ha, we know this game," Mick interrupted, "I am very good. Maiko not so much. Let's play."
Clap...clap...clap...clap...clap...clap...Oh!
They all laughed as Sophie forgot to tap the empty space with her closed knuckles after Mick had picked up the packet. Then they all cheered as she skulled half a glass of beer. And so it continued, until the table was littered with empty bottles. The students were looking a little red faced, as Asians do when they drink, when Maiko lost to Mick.
"Oops, looks like the alcohol is all gone," Alex noted with the loose grin of someone who had had a couple of rounds.
"Then a Piege." Sophie called out, remembering her college days.
"A trap?" Maiko asked, translating directly from the French.
"It's like truth or dare, except, because it's French, you only give dares," Alex clarified.
Sophie had been renowned for her dare's back in college, especially amongst her three flat mates. Whether it was embarrassing others, flashing strangers, or even once knocking on a neighbor's door to ask for a condom whilst in skimpy Christmas lingerie. Back then she had enjoyed pushing people past their comfort zones, and was relishing the opportunity once again. Especially as she was in the mood for something a little risque.
"Hai, good idea," Mick nodded, with a wink at Alex.
"Maiko," he said with that confident look of his, "I piege you to take off underwear and put on table."
His girlfriend instantly raised her hand to her mouth and giggled, turning redder than before. But she didn't object. On the contrary, she stood up with a faux shy expression, and with a flirtatious glance at Alex, raised her hemline. Revealing more and more of her tender inner thighs until finally the plain pink of her underwear came into view. There might not have been any Hello Kitty logo, but looking more closely it was possible to see a small dark stain. A telltale wet spot.
Alex's heart was pounding furiously as she then hooked the waistband of the panties, ready to pull them down. Except, instead of seeing more, he suddenly saw a whole lot less. A concertina of white fell together with her hands, depriving him of the more private view he craved. So he could only watch in frustration as she placed the cotton panties on the table.
"Don't worry Maiko, I will make Mick pay for that," Sophie threatened as she started her re-match with him.
"Makenai," Mick said, "Japan man don't lose to foreign lady."
But soon his smirk was gone, and Sophie issued the losing dare.
"I piege YOU to put your underwear on the table," she challenged with a pointing finger.
Maiko clapped and laughed in approval as Mick stood up, slightly unsteady but seemingly resolute. Taking his time, concentrating fully, until his trademark grin returned. Then in a flurry of action he quickly removed his jeans and underwear in one swift movement, before discarding the underwear and raising only his jeans.
"Hey," Sophie protested, "I didn't say you could do that!"
"Ha. You only said underwear on table. Nothing about jeans on or off!" he replied, pleased with himself for having outsmarted her.
Alex, Maiko and Mick howled, leaving Sophie irritated. Annoyed that she wasn't dominating or intimidating anyone at the game she used to rule. Even Maiko was showing her up, with that hot little body. And she had seen the way her husband was looking at the cute minx. This wasn't how it had gone in her youth, and it wasn't how she had imagined it going this time.
"Ok, Sophie," Alex jibed, interrupting her thoughts, keeping the momentum going, "loose to me and I'm going to make you take off your underwear AND jeans, so that you can taste some of your own medicine."
Then he held his breath...would she take the bait?
"Ha! You might as well undo your belt now," she retorted with conviction.
But moments later she was the one standing before the others, as her husband thanked the Lord for letting him win. And whilst Sophie's inner exhibitionist relished the opportunity to finally be the center of attention. There was a niggling part of her which felt uneasy about what was about to happen. She looked at them each in turn, were they really going to make her do it? Was there a way out? Did she even want a way out?
But one look at the lust on the men's faces told her everything she needed to know about what they wanted. And that was enough cover for her to indulge her naughty side. So, accepting her fate, nervous yet exhilarated, she reached for the buttons of the tightly fitted Seven for all Mankind's.
"Wait, wait, wait..." Alex suddenly implored, breaking the palpable tension. Dashing over to the small speakers to plug in his iPhone. Unleashing the infectious beat of Erykah Badu whilst he darted over to the wall control to dim the lights.
"That's better!" He exhaled, returning to his seat, "now you can give us a proper performance...like you did for Nico!"
"Bravo!" Maiko chirped.
The blonde smiled sardonically at her husband and his none too subtle reference to what had happened a few months before. She saw right through him, knowing exactly what he was trying to get her to do. And had she been more sober and less horny, she would have told him to go fuck himself on principle. Except...she was indeed very randy and tipsy. And her enfeebled rational side was no match for her well lubricated and demanding libido.
Although a little uncomfortable about being put on the spot like that, her body started moving involuntarily to the music. Hesitantly at first. But becoming more fluid as the sexy beat seized control. Forcing her hips to sway provocatively. Compelling her hands to roam suggestively. The seductive movements triggering flashbacks of that night with Nico.
Simmering since the sex show, she started to boil. And, needing it as much as her audience, she finally began to pop the buttons. One by one they went, each more anticipated than the last. With pouting lips and unruly blonde hair she played with the open fly, granting teasing glimpses of black lace and smooth fair skin. Loving it as much as them. Completely in the zone, her inhibition gone, she then spun around, presenting her magnificent rear. Moving like a charmed snake at an exotic bazaar. Enchanting them. Mesmerizing them until she was their only desire. And after what seemed like an eternity, sexily peeling the jeans down.
"Wow," they all exclaimed.
The reaction was like fuel on the fire, stoking Sophie's ego. She knew they would be ogling her beautiful fit bum, which was naked except for two thin bands of black going up its crack. And as much as she liked showing it off, she was keen to show them an even greater surprise. So, without any hint of shyness, she kicked the jeans out of the way and turned back around. Easing her legs apart, like a soldier at ease, ready to be inspected.
Mick's jaw dropped. Maiko blushed. Alex beamed. Sophie's cute innie pussy was beautifully framed by the black open crotch panties that she had cheekily worn. The very ones that had helped unlock her naughty side all those months before. Freshly shaven that afternoon, her groin was completely bald, and her beautiful erect clit was proudly poking out between her small lips, betraying a state of arousal.
The pheromone laden air was charged, and Alex was keen to strike while the iron was hot. Not bothering to hide the obvious bulge in his jeans, he stood up and pulled her into a loving embrace. Reaching down to cup her exposed rear as they moved in sync to the music. Sophie's heart pounding as she ground against him, oblivious to the others in the room.
Ready and willing she returned his passionate kisses. Lost in the moment. Until fingers stroked through her wetness from behind, causing goose bumps to erupt down her spine and the dam holding back her unreserved sexual desires to brake, sending a surge of primal need through her veins. And like a parent who knows that their child has finally fallen asleep in their arms, Alex could sense that his wife had departed. Leaving behind nothing but an insatiable blonde slut.
Without further ado, he led her onto the bed and maneuvered her perfect body into his favorite position. On her knees, shoulders down against the bed, thighs separated, and hips up. Her exposed rear waiting for its master. And it wasn't long before a pair of hands were greedily exploring her gorgeous bum. Kneading the firm cheeks and playfully working them. Eagerly pulling them apart, exposing her hot pink slit to the sound of moistness. And like a modern day geisha, Sophie didn't protest or object, accepting that her role was to obediently provide pleasure.
Turning his attention to the lovely Maiko, Alex mentally reached for a pencil sharpener. His bucket list of unfulfilled sexual desires was about to get a new tick...and possibly more than one if he played his cards right.
She had already stripped naked, and was just as incredible as he had imagined. A slim unblemished body, perky little A-cup breasts with adorable dark nipples, a narrow waist, and trimmed black pubic hair above an almost invisible slit. But he barely had time to take it all in before she was on her knees in front of him, pulling his jeans down and gripping his hardening member. Polishing the hard white wood with her tongue. Leaving him spellbound as a woman other than his wife licked his dick for the first time in over a decade.
Sophie had known from the beginning that it wasn't her husband. Not only was the technique and feel different, but she knew him all too well. He would have had designs on the little Asian vixen, and would have left Mick to have his way.
Wanting confirmation, she craned round. Despite knowing what to expect, it was still a shock. Alex removing his shirt as Maiko knelt before him, licking his cock like a lollipop. A jealous pang shot through her. But before her rational side could mount a protest, a lick of pleasure on her wrinkled star and a digit finding her sensitive g-spot refocused her attention. Every buzz of bliss made it harder to think past the next moment of pleasure. Every jolt of joy made resistance more futile. And when a second finger plunged deep inside her silky hole, all she could think about was how much she wanted something bigger inside. A good hard cock. Any cock.
Alex grabbed Maiko's pretty face for a few final thrusts, before pulling her up and turning her around.
"Does that turn you on?" he whispered, as they watched Mick's head plunging between Sophie's rear like it held the key to his survival.
"Oui," she whispered playfully.
"Good. Because I'm going to do the same to you," he hissed, rubbing his cock crudely against her crack, sensing her need to be dominated. "Then I'm going fuck your tight little Japanese pussy like it's never been fucked before."
Maiko was trembling as she turned and kissed him long and deep, pure desire conveyed through her quivering lips. Then she skipped over the bed and excitedly hopped on it, adopting the same position as the moaning blonde, making sure to get up right close so that they were touching side by side. Arching her back, she laid her head on the white sheets, turning it so that she could smile at Sophie only a foot away.
Alex spread her tiny dark bum hole and slit wide apart, exposing her secret oriental passages. In particular he liked how the hot pink of her fleshy pussy contrasted so sexily against her jade skin.
"Hmm, you're delicious," he groaned, savoring her eastern flavor.
"It's like we are back at the theater," Maiko whispered to Sophie between moans, reaching out to hold her hand.
Sophie heard the words and felt the touch, but was close to cuming and therefore had bigger things on her mind.
"Alex" she called out, "I'm close...I need you inside me."
"I'm busy," he said between licks.
There was a brief silence before she moaned for Mick to go inside her. But that wasn't enough for Alex, who wanted to hear her talk dirty.
"You have to be more specific than that," he insisted. "Mick, don't do anything until she asks properly."
There was a pause before her sexy french accent asked again. "Mick, please fuck me. I need you to make me cum."
"Fuck what?" Alex pushed.
"...my hot pussy..." she moaned.
"You can do better than that," he insisted, "Don't hold back. What do you want in that hot French pussy?"
"Mick's dick...I want Mick to fuck my hot French pussy with his Japanese cock. I want him to fuck me until I cum all over him," she begged.
"Hai," he responded impatiently, before turning to Alex and asking if he had a condom.
"Shit," he cursed, realizing the problem would apply to both of them.
But his short sighted mind quickly did the math. Maiko and Mick were young, probably from well off families, and Japan wasn't known for a high prevalence of STD's. And since Sophie was on the pill, that part wasn't an issue. Not thinking beyond his animal needs, he waved it off.
"It's OK," he blurted, "she's on the pill, so you can even cum inside her...and Maiko?" he asked nervously.
Mick raised his thumb as he quickly undressed, "Maiko too, same, same. No problem. She honored to have Gaijin seed inside."
There was something deeply satisfying about objectifying the women like that right in front of them. Confirming their status as nothing more than sex toys. And both men eagerly grabbed their assigned female, flipped her over, and pulled her to the edge of the bed.
Alex put one of Maiko's legs on each shoulder and lined up. But penetrating his first Asian pussy didn't prove straight forward. She was so fucking tight that it took a massive effort to squeeze his engorged head into her love hole. Battling for every inch against her vice like passage.
"Oh, oh, ah, ouch," Maiko squealed and whimpered as she was split open.
Alex couldn't tell if she was enjoying it or in pain, but for him it felt heavenly. Like every nerve ending in his body was now located on his cock. And the all-consuming satisfaction of pumping against her resistance was otherworldly. Even if she had asked him to stop, he wouldn't have been able to comply, because at that moment all he wanted to do was fuck Maiko for the rest of his life. Pushing her legs down and apart he watched her teeny cunt stretch. The shroud of skin around his cock visibly tugging back and forth with each thrust. He had never felt so big, and for the first time experienced what it was like to be a black man.
Sophie meanwhile had removed her top and bra as Mick nervously started to penetrate her hot box. The shy student doing the experienced MILF. And it didn't matter that he was noticeably smaller than her husband. After having been so thoroughly wound up, she would have be able to climax fucking a pencil.
Aware of Maiko's sweaty body rubbing against hers, she impulsively reached out for it. Fascinated by her bucking hips and contracting abs, and amazed at how tight and smooth the young skin felt, she was unable to resist running her hand all over. Until, without consciously planning it, she found her fingers running through trimmed bush and down to a stretched hole.
Alex watched in awe as his wife reached down to circle his cock and play with Maiko's clit. It was incredible. Burying himself deep, he leaned forward and across to kiss her. Sophie greedily licked and kissed him back, unfazed by the fact that she was tasting Maiko on his lips. And when he broke off and stood back up, she didn't hesitate in turning the student's head towards her.
It was perfection. Michelangelo himself couldn't have created a finer masterpiece. The guys fucking each other's woman, the women kissing and rubbing each other whilst getting pounded. The noises and sounds of sex. The smell of sweat and pungent aromas. The bed bouncing under the strains of rapture as they all climaxed in an orgy of pleasure. It was humanity at its most deprived, it was humanity expressed in its most glorious form.
Satisfied and spent they all collapsed onto the bed in a tangled heap of limbs.
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"I want to shower," Maiko whispered, stirring before the others.
Alex moved off her and watched as she glided towards the minimalist bathroom. He then looked across at his exhausted and sweaty wife. As much as he had enjoyed Maiko in the heat of passion, he loved Sophie more than ever at that moment. Wanting to hold her, he propped himself up against the fluffy pillows and gently pulled her limp body up between his legs, until her head was leaning back against his shoulder, strands of hair tickling his cheek.
"I love you sweetie," he whispered.
Sophie purred in response and took his hand. Meanwhile, Mick was at the end of the bed, proudly admiring his conquest. His first ever foreign woman. A gorgeous blonde whose pussy was now filled with his 100% pure Japanese semen. He had done his country proud and couldn't wait to brag to his friends, although he doubted they would ever believe him.
And they remained like that, each lost in thought, until minutes later, when Maiko emerged from the bathroom in a luxuriously thick bathrobe.
"I love the bathroom," she enthused, "I love this warm robe...and I hope you love that I copy Sophie."
And with those words the white robe tumbled to the floor with a thud, and Mick let out an excited burst of Japanese. He jumped off the bed and knelt beside his girlfriend, running his fingers over her smooth crotch.
Sophie vaguely remembered feeling pubic hair earlier, and a wave of jealousy suddenly swept over her as she studied the nymph's slight figure and teeny slit. Although in great shape, Sophie was sure she couldn't match what a cute Japanese college student had to offer. Had this been a big mistake? Had she just opened Pandora's box?
"I love it," Mick yelped comically.
Leaning forward and licking Maiko's groin like an overenthusiastic puppy. Encouraging her legs to separate so that he could finger and lick her cute shaved pussy. Sophie's hand instinctively drifted down to her own, and she couldn't help wondering whether, having tried Maiko, Alex was going to be satisfied with her again. And the hard-on growing against her back fed the new found insecurity.
But Sophie wasn't one to take things lying down, and wouldn't let Maiko show her up without a fight. Spinning around she wriggled down the bed to nurse her husband's slick shaft back to life. There was an unfamiliar musky taste to his skin, but she didn't let it put her off giving one of the sloppiest blow jobs of her life.
Satisfied with the now rock hard cock, Sophie slipped off the bed. Giving her husband a knowing smile as she opened the bedside table draw and removed the small bottle of lube that he had secretly brought (or not so secretly it turned out). Passing it to him as she hopped back onto the bed and straddled his hips. Facing away, presenting her gorgeous rear, leaving Alex in no doubt that he had permission to play with her coveted bum hole.
"Gently," Sophie moaned, as first one, and then two well lubricated digits pushed past her sphincter.
'That's it,' she told herself, making sure she had the student's undivided attention, 'now it's time for you to see how a real woman does it.'
"I'm ready, lube yourself as well," she eventually announced, staring straight at her audience.
But to her surprise, instead of being pushed forward into doggy style, which she knew was her husband's favourite position, she felt his strong hands pulling her back, encouraging her to sit on his lap.
"Sit on my cock. Take it up your ass this way so that our friends get a front row seat."
Sophie understood. She had seen the position on internet videos. So propping herself up, she positioned her rear such that the rock hard cock was knocking against her clenched hole. Then, with it aimed correctly, and a deep breath, she let her weight go and impaled herself like a true porn star.
"Wow," Mick and Maiko mouthed in awe.
"Putain," Sophie cried out, "your cock feels so big in my ass."
And she wasn't just role playing. With a bit of deft maneuvering, Alex had got her to lean back and was holding her knees apart in the air, allowing him to piston in all the way to the hilt. Stretching her rectum and going deeper than ever before.
"Spread your bum. Give them a better view of how I fuck your dirty ass," he ordered, enjoying every crude word.
Sophie grunted and groaned as she complied, reaching down to spread her cheeks. The students moved in closer. Captivated not just by the intensity of the ass fucking, but by the hot pink tissue of her gaping cunt which was still inflamed and laced with traces of Mick's white goo.
"Maiko," Alex then ordered, "I want you to lick and finger Sophie's cunt."
The obedient Japanese slut dived in without hesitation, tonguing the MILF's clit and fingering her used pussy. Pausing only to occasionally lick her sticky fingers clean and grasp the cock that was thrusting in and out of the stretched anus. But Alex's perverted fantasy wasn't complete. His wife still had an unused orifice that needed to be filled. So he issued another instruction.
"Mick, Stand up here and cum inside her mouth."
The young lad didn't need to be asked twice, and clambered onto the bed, making sure not to step on anyone as he carefully positioned himself. And there was no objection from Sophie as he grabbed a fist full of blonde hair and fed a prime cut of Japanese beef into her mouth. With her hands already occupied, the fuck slut was powerless to control Mick as he thrust in and out without consideration for her well being. Untrimmed black pubic hair blocking her nose. Cock lodged in her throat, stifling moans as she struggled to breathe.
Light headed and overloaded by sensorial stimulation, Sophie lost control of her body as a manga style orgasm sent her to another universe. Her powerful rectum and throat clamped hard around the shafts that had invaded them as she shuddered in uncontrollable climax. At one with their cocks, every synapse in the men's bodies then exploded, like it was the 4th of July inside their dicks.
And that's how the evening ended, with Sophie completing a hat-trick. All three holes having been filled whilst she sprayed all over the cute and eager Maiko, who greedily lapped up the warm French lady juice.
Sophie had been right...Tokyo had turned out to be very much worth the trip.