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Female
Masturbation, Japanese Style
By Powerone
Copyright
2006
This
story is inspired by a series of Japanese videos titled “Female Sexual
Esthetique.”
Eriko had always been close to
her Grandmother, who had spoken at length about her life in
Eriko
was Japanese or Japanese-American, her parents born in the
That was
when she started to devise the plan. She
had never visited
* * *
They had
been in
“That’s
Shinjuku Eastmouth you know,” seeing that she was American even though she was
oriental. “The Kabukicho is there.”
“Kabukicho?”
“Yes,
the red light district. A lovely girl like you do not look like the type that needs
the Kabukicho.”
“Just
take me there or I’ll find another taxi that will,” trying to sound adamant,
though she was more embarrassed than anything else. She hoped he would take her, not wanting to
go through this again.
“Anything
the lady wants.” He turned around and
started to drive, at least the fare might be good, hoping that she was a big
tipper. It took almost a half an hour,
the traffic terrible. He looked down the
street before he saw it, pulling up to the bright pink neon light that was
flashing, JOUNO YOROKOB.
She was
nervous now, the place not what she expected.
It was a small shop on a street littered with sex clubs and bars. She took a deep breath, throwing some money
over the seat to the driver and rushing out of the cab before she could change
her mind. She looked around, more men on
the street than woman, moved quickly to the door, wanting to get out of the
bright lights. The door opened, Eriko
passing inside, a small bell ringing as it closed behind her. She was in a small waiting room with a couple
of chairs and a table and a counter in front of them. She looked around but there was no one in
sight.
He went
into the front room when he heard the bell, surprised to see her. Obviously an American, though she was
Japanese. She was young, had to be about
twenty. The girl was startled when she
turned around and saw him.
He
suddenly appeared as if out of nowhere.
He was about forty or so, the same age as her parents. He was not handsome by any standards, long,
wavy black hair and a pair of black glasses.
He wasn’t ugly, but not what she expected.
“Good
evening. Are you in the wrong place?”
She was
glad he at least spoke English, not sure what she would have done if he
didn’t. “I don’t think so. I am looking for a massage.”
“Then
you are in the right place, although I am not sure why such a lovely girl as
you would need a massage.” He looked at
her, a lovely body, sure that many boys would love to
satisfy her sexually.
“That’s
none of your business. Let me speak to
the masseuse.” She sat down in one of
the chairs, her skirt riding up too high on her legs as she squirmed to pull it
down, his eyes staring at her as if he were stripping her naked.
“You are
speaking to him. Now why would a lovely
girl like you need a massage? You do
realize that we cater only to woman that want to obtain sexual gratification.” He decided to be blunt, not sure if the
American knew what she was getting into.
He could see her squirming, uncomfortable at having to talk to him. It wasn’t his looks that made him desirable,
but his hands.
She
wasn’t sure she could do this, the man not what she had expected or
desired. She wasn’t sure what she
expected, maybe someone her own age, handsome, someone that would excite
her. She could hear her Grandmother
telling her about the time she went to a place like this and how exciting it
was. The man looked like he didn’t even
want to do it. “Yes, I know what you
do.” She hesitated as he waited for her
to continue. She finally spit it
out. “I broke up with my boyfriend over
six months ago and haven’t dated since.
I’m looking for sexual release.”
“Why
here? Can’t you just masturbate?”
He was
asking her more questions then she thought would happen. She thought she would just pay and it would
begin. This was getting
embarrassing. “I want a man to do it. But I don’t want the emotional or physical
attachment I would have with a date. He
would expect me to reciprocate. I don’t want
to do that.”
He saw
the look of desperation on her face.
“Well the only thing you have to reciprocate with me is to pay me. In advance,” he added.
“How much?”
“Thirty five thousand Yen.”
She
calculated quickly, over three hundred dollars.
That was more then she had figured.
She looked into her wallet, counting the money. She had enough. “Are you that good?”
“I never
had a customer that didn’t cum for me.”
She rose
and handed him the money.
“What is
your name?”
“Eriko.”
“You
realize that you will need to get naked for me?
“Of
course,” though it sound harder now.
“And I
am going to touch your naked body. All over.”
“Yes.” She put her head down, not wanting to see his
face.
“Then
step into the next room. Take off all of
your clothes except your bra and panties.
There is a robe for you. Go into
the next room after you are ready. I
will be waiting for you.”
She
almost ran from the room, closing the door behind her, finding herself in a
small changing room. She leaned against
the door, breathing deeply. What was she thinking? How could she do this? She already gave him the money, sure that he
wouldn’t give it back if she changed her mind.
“I can do it Grandmother. Just like you did.”
“Everything okay?”
“Yes,”
she stammered. “I’ll be out in a
minute.” She took off her shoes and
socks first, trying to forestall the inevitable. She was still breathing heavily when she
pulled her sweater over her head, folding it neatly before slowly putting it on
the table. Her skirt was next, grabbing
it before it fell to the floor. She
placed it on top of her sweater, quickly pulling the white robe around her,
tying the single belt around her waist tightly.
The robe was thin cotton and provided little protection. She felt a wetness
between her legs as she stood in her underwear, ready for a massage. She was actually going to do it, let a
strange man run his hands over her body.
And if successful as he said, masturbate her until she came. She took a deep breath and opened the
door. He was waiting for her, his eyes
looking her over as she entered. A large
massage table took up the majority of the room, covered with a white blanket, a
pillow at one end.
“On the
table, face down.”
She
climbed on the table, putting her head down on the massage pillow, glad she
wouldn’t be able to see. She felt him
move next to her, her body tense as she waited his touch. She felt a light blanket thrown over her
body, covering her from head to foot. He
arranged her head so she was staring to the side. She didn’t even have time to think about it
when she felt his hands on her body. He
began to rub her, starting at her neck and quickly moving down her body until
he reached her feet, then moving back up again.
Twice he ran over her body, Eriko not even able to protest when his
hands ran over her ass cheeks. He moved
back to her neck, his hands kneading her from her neck down to her waist, his
strong fingers digging into her back.
He
climbed onto the table, perched over her as he began to push hard on her
muscles. “You are tense. You must relax.”
She
could barely speak even if she wanted to, his hands pushing hard on her
back. It began to feel good, her muscles
loosening as he began to rub the tension away.
His hands moved down her back again, this time stopping on her ass, his
hands moving back and forth rigorously, her cheeks jiggling, his hands moving
back up and down her body before she even realized it. His hands moved down her legs, running down
one side until he reached the end of the table. She was shocked when his hands grabbed her
ankles and spread her legs until they were almost to the edge of the table,
grateful for the blanket and the robe that covered her.
She felt
him kneeling between her spread legs on the table, pulling one of her legs out
wider, his hands kneading her legs, moving up until he began to rub her inner
thigh, his hand so close to her sex. He
continued to rub her inner thigh, the blanket and robe pushed between her legs
as he made her flesh jiggle as he robustly massaged her inner thigh. He moved the other leg open wider, Eriko
feeling his hand on her naked leg, the blanket pulled back as he kneaded her
other leg, stopping again at the juncture of her thighs, his hands rubbing vigorously
as her flesh jiggled again. He was
moving so fast, Eriko was unable to keep track of his hands.
He got
off the table, pulling the blanket to modestly cover her legs again, moving to
the top of the table. His hands ran down
her back, his powerful fingers kneading her tight muscles. Suddenly he was gone, returning with another
pillow. He finally spoke again.
“Turn
over onto your back,” pulling the massage pillow from underneath her and
replacing it with a large pillow.
She
turned over as he pulled the blanket off of her, Eriko moved quickly to pull
the robe down over her naked legs where the robe had ridden up from his
hands. She lay back down on the table,
the blanket thrown over her again, his hands straightening it out. His hands began to run over her body again,
this time moving quickly down her front, moving back and forth. Even when he moved away and went back to over
her head, his hands would rub over her body, rubbing her stomach and running
quickly over one breast as if it didn’t even happen. She closed her eyes as he stood over her.
He ran
his hand over her arm under the blanket, his fingers rubbing against the edge
of her breast. His hand moved quickly to
her side, beginning to rub the edge of her breast vigorously, making the firm
flesh jiggle back and forth. He moved to
the other one, Eriko feeling strange as he made her breasts dance. He went from one side to the other three times, Eriko’s eyes
clenched tightly as she could only imagine how it looked, her breasts jiggling
as he started down at her. He finally
stopped.
Then she
felt it, his hand on her breast, just like a boy would do to her but more
boldly. His hand began to massage her
breast, moving back and forth over it, making the firm flesh jiggle again. She could feel her nipple hardening, her
breasts sensitive to touch. His hand
quickly moved down her stomach, rubbing the rest of her body just as he did to
her breast. She felt him move down to
her abdomen, moving back and forth as he put pressure on his hand, pushing into
her flesh.
She felt
his hand on her inner thigh again, rubbing back and forth, forcing her leg to
bow out from his strength, ashamed at how she must look. His hand rubbed back and forth over her
tender inner thigh, almost too harshly as he rubbed so
close to her pussy that she could feel her juices begin to flow. He moved to the other leg, forcing her to bow
her leg out again, feeling obscenely exposed as he rubbed so close to her
pussy, his hand moving so fast that she could even comprehend any longer.
She
closed her legs tightly as the heel of his hand pushed hard on her mound,
rubbing back and forth. She opened her
eyes, his eyes staring intently at her face as his hand pushed harshly back and
forth over her mound, feeling her lips pushed back and forth. She closed her eyes again, unable to see his
stare. Her body rocked back and forth as
his hand rubbed her. Relieved, he
stopped, his hand moving up and down her body, rubbing her breasts, his fingers
even running across her face as he moved back to the end of the table again.
His
hands ran down one leg, along her inner thigh until he reached her ankle. She was shocked when her bent her leg back,
moving to her other ankle, but not before he threw back the blanket and robe
that covered her. Suddenly her legs were
pushed back almost to her chest, hearing the bones crack in her back as he made
her body rock by pushing on her knees.
She could only imagine how exposed she was, her panties the only thing
hiding her sex, her legs thrown back as if he was going to fuck her. He rocked her body back and forth, feeling as
if his eyes were burning a hole in her crotch.
She was
relieved when he put her legs back down, leaving them spread slightly. He began to rub her inner thigh again, this
time his hand on her naked flesh. She
couldn’t help herself when his hand moved to the edge of her panties, running
up and down the edge. She felt her leg
spread wider, unable to comprehend that it was her that was doing it. He banged his hand into her sex, the touch on
her pussy sending her into spasms of pleasure.
His hand moved to her other leg, Eriko unintentionally letting her leg
bow out as he rubbed her inner thigh with both hands before touching the edge
of her panties. God, she wanted him to
touch her pussy, no longer caring. His
hands were suddenly gone again, the blanket pulled modestly over her legs
again, Eriko disappointed. His hand ran
up her body again, massaging her breasts, moving down her thigh, moving back up
into the heel of his hand pushed into her mound again. He pushed, moving back and forth. She didn’t close her legs this time, in fact
they parted, the heel of his hand sliding lower, rubbing back and forth over
her mound.
She knew
he was watching her reaction as his hand masturbated her pussy, her body
rocking back and forth as he pushed harder.
She spread her legs wider for him, eager to feel his touch.
He
stopped again, this time moving to her head.
She felt him lift her up, her strength drained by his hands, her body so
relaxed she couldn’t even sit up without his help. She felt the blanked fall away, his hands
moving to the belt of the robe, quickly slipping it over. Before she could protest, he was pulling it
off her body, manhandling her limp body until he had it off. She shivered in fear as she was clad in only
her bra and panties.
“On your belly.”
His voice broke the silence of the room.
She
turned over onto her belly, putting her head back down on the pillow. She
hadn’t thought about this. She had only
imagined him looking at her breasts and her pussy. She didn’t even think of her ass. His hands were unclasping her bra before she
could even lay down, his hands sliding it from her body, Eriko glad she was on
her belly, her naked breasts hidden from his view. At least for now. She didn’t feel the blanket this time, her
legs tightly together as he moved to the foot of the table. His hand ran up her naked legs, moving to run
over her panty covered ass cheeks, rubbing them sensuously. “Noo,” she tried to protest, but her panties
were quickly pulled down her legs, leaving her naked on the table. His hand moved up her leg, this time finding
her naked cheeks as he rubbed her. She
heard him move away, her hands clenching the edge of the table as she waited
for his return. And
the return of his touch. She
almost wished she didn’t open her eyes when he walked back, seeing him carrying
a small container of oil. He was going
to rub it on her body, Eriko sure that her ass would also be included. No one had ever touched her there, Eriko couldn’t even fathom it when she thought of
this.
She felt
his hands grip her ankles again, spreading her legs again as he sto0d between
her legs. He began to dab drops of oil
on her, starting with both of her feet, the back of her knees, moving up to
drop a dollop just below her cheeks. A
drop on the center of her back, moving up from her waist to her neck, each time spreading oil on her, readying to massage
her. He moved back down to the top of
her ass. No, she cried silently to
herself, her hands turning white as she clenched the edge of the table. His oiled finger had moved between her crack, finding her anus unprotected, rubbing his oiled
finger back and forth over her tiny hole.
It seemed like hours as he oiled her anus, pushing with his finger until
the tip entered her, her anal ring burning as he pushed inside her. She couldn’t move, if she did, she would
further impale her anus on his finger.
She suffered under the rude fondling.
But the strange thing is that her pussy drenched the towel under her as
she suffered his fondling.
He
finally pulled his finger from between her cheeks, Eriko feeling relief,
although she felt a bit empty. He moved
down to the foot of the table again, seized her ankles again, spreading her
legs wide to accommodate him. He rubbed
the oil into her skin, beginning with her foot, massaging it. He moved up to her calve, rubbing her flesh
back and forth until she felt her skin slick with the oil. His hands moved to her inner thigh, her leg
forced to bow outward as he vigorously rubbed her skin, his hands straying
close to her pussy, Eriko shivering in lust.
He began to rub her ass cheeks, massaging them as if it wasn’t anything
different. She could feel her cheeks
pulling apart, her oiled anus exposed to the cold air. He moved back down to her inner thighs,
rubbing them with both hands, so close to her pussy. She felt him move away to the back of the
table, his hands moving up between her legs.
Her ass
arched up into the air when he touched her.
Touched her pussy. It wasn’t just close this time,
his hand slick with oil ran up her slit and between her cheeks to run over her
anus again. He pulled his hand back down
again, Eriko arching up again as she felt his fingers between her slick pussy
lips. God, she could almost cum from his
touch, her body so hot.
He
rubbed her pussy after he massaged her ass cheeks, her body bouncing around
under his powerful hands. His fingers
moved slower when they passed between her legs, one thick finger sliding easily
between her lips before running through her crack, running across her
anus. She couldn’t control her muscles,
her anus clenching uncontrollably each time it was touched. Eriko couldn’t believe that it could be so
sensitive, the tiniest touch of his finger sending her pussy wet with arousal. He moved to the end of the table, spreading
her legs wider, massaging her other leg, starting with the soles of her feet,
moving up until he ended at her thighs, his hands almost hurting as they pushed
into her sensitive inner thighs. His
fingers tickled her pussy from behind, fluttering on her lips as she arched her
ass up, offering her pussy to him. His
finger moved up and down her slit as she bucked underneath him.
He
massaged her back, Eriko‘s body going limp as he rubbed the muscles. Each time
he changed position, his hands slid over her ass or between her legs as if he
were casually touching her, her body jerking to attention each time. He rubbed the oil in her back before he
moved to the head of the table. He
lightly ran his fingernails over her skin, moving from her armpit, down her
side, Eriko fighting to stop from moving.
Each time he moved down to her body, her ass would arch up again, her
legs spreading wider. He moved up and
down as she shivered in arousal. His
hand moved down the center of her back, pushing on her backbone as they moved
back over her ass, her ass arching up as they ran between her cheeks and
through her pussy lips. “MMM,” she
moaned in pleasure as his fingers gripped her cheeks, pulling them apart, one
thick finger sliding effortlessly up and down her pussy and anus.
He went
behind her again, his hands slowly running up her hips, low on the table, his
fingertips barely grazing her skin as she arched up. His hands slid along until the grazed her
breasts, Eriko pushing up, wanting to feel his hands on her naked breasts. His hands slid along her slit, pushing aside
her lips as she shuddered from the intimate touch. His hands moved to her hips, this time urging
her hips up, forcing Eriko up onto her knees, his hands guiding her into a
kneeling position. Eriko hid her face
into the pillow. She could only imagine
how she looked, her ass arched high up into the air, her head down submissively. His hands moved between her legs, stroking
her inner thighs as he kept her from moving back down.
He
continued to stroke the back of her thighs, his hands sliding up and down over
her ass cheeks, rubbing her pussy from behind as her hips began a gentle
motion. “Mmmmmew,” she cried as he
stroked her, her head hung in shame as he masturbated her. Each time she would try to lay back down, his
hand slid between her legs, his fingers running through her slit, forcing her
back up again. Once up, his fingers would
run through her cheeks, his slick fingers running sensuously over her anus. Her hips would try to move back down, his
hand again gripping her sex.
She
never felt so exposed before, his hands continually running over her ass and
pussy, her cheeks pulled apart, her anus and pussy exposed obscenely. “Meeeww,” she cried, arching up, his finger
sliding along her slit until it reached her cheeks. “Nooo,” she tried to protest, but his finger
continued to rub her anus, his slick finger finding its way inside her up to
the first knuckle. His hands kept her in
position, on her knees, her ass thrust up obscenely as if she were a submissive
wife being readied by her husband, her anus impaled on his slick finger. Suddenly it pulled from her anus, Eriko
feeling a burning sensation as her little hole shrunk back down.
His
fingertips went under her body, grazing over her hanging breasts, teasing the
nipples to hardness. They tickled her
hips before sliding between her legs to run sensuously between her thighs. She felt him grab one of her inner
thighs.
“Spread
your legs wider Eriko.”
He
grabbed her thigh, pulling her leg open, then moved to the other thigh and
extending her legs until she was obscenely spread. Her legs almost ached from the wide
expanse. His fingers ran over her ass
again, her cheeks spread wide, allowing complete access to her pink inner
pussy. His fingers ran up and down her slit, paying special attention to her
vagina, teasing the open hole.
“Your
pussy and asshole are so open for me Eriko.
Do you like being on your knees and spread for me?”
“Mmmmew,”
she moaned in pleasure as his hands seem to be everywhere, her body
unprotected, unable to stop him from touching her intimately. Her hips moved up and down in mock fucking as
he caressed her flesh so intimately. How did she get into this position? She
only came her a half hour ago and already he had her naked and was masturbating
her spread body. Not even her boyfriends
had done as much. Nor had they ever made
her feel so good before. The humiliation
of being in such an obscene position before a stranger somehow clouded the
issue of the pleasure he was extracting from her body.
She felt
the edge of his hand slide between her cheeks, sliding up and down, his hands
moving over her ass cheeks, down between her thighs and back up her pussy. “Eeeh,” she moaned in pleasure, her ass
rising up and down. He kept one hand on
her back, keeping her down while his other hand kept her ass thrust up for
him. “Mmmmew,” she moaned as his hands played
along her sides before moving to her hips, his other hand sliding along her
slit. He stopped, leaving her needing
his touch.
“Turn
over.”
He left
her as she turned over and lay back down, her hands at her sides, her head
turned, her breasts arched up, eager for his
touch. She heard him return, seeing the
bowl of oil in his hand again. She
closed her eyes tight as she waited his touch.
He let his fingers lightly graze her bush. “Mmmeww,” she moaned in pleasure as her hips
urged up, seeking his fingers, her legs spreading wider. She couldn’t even control her body any longer,
his fingers extracting the actions from her.
But he had deserted her, moving to the foot of the table. She felt him pull her legs apart,
sure that he had an unobstructed view of her naked pussy between her legs. He began to leave dollops of oil on her
body. He started with her ankles, her
knees, and finally her hip bones. His
hands returned to spread the oil, starting with her feet, her flesh massaged
with powerful hands. He pulled her thighs open, her legs forced to part as he
kneaded her thighs, moving close to her pussy.
He rubbed up and down her inner thigh, making it slick for his hands,
Eriko spreading her legs wide as his fingers teased so close to her pussy. He moved to the other side, her leg bowed out
by his powerful hand, her pussy opening wide from the obscene spread, his hand
oiling her body. She could only imagine
how she looked, her legs spread wide, her pussy lips
pulled back. His hand rubbed her inner
thighs, moving so close she could feel it in her pussy. Each time he came close to her sex his hand
would slow down, teasing her as it almost came in contact with her pussy, her
breathing stopped while she waited the touch.
But he would speed away, his hand moving back down her leg. Eriko even spread her legs wider, bringing
them up, hoping to entice him to touch her, but it did no good.
“Eeeh,”
Eriko shivered as the cold oil was spilled into her belly button, his hand
moving quickly to massage it into her skin.
His hands moved in circles, slowly moving lower until he finally brushed
over her bush, the tiny follicles of hair exciting the skin beneath. Her hips moved up and down as his fingers
rubbed along the edge of her labia, massaging in the slick oil. Again she was left empty, his hand moving up,
leaving dollops of oil between her breasts.
Eriko
brought her legs back up, keeping them spread for him as she waited for the
touch on her breasts. Her nipples were
extremely sensitive, sure she could cum from just the
touch on her nipples if someone would work long enough on stimulating
them. She held her breath as his fingers
began to massage the oils in her firm breasts.
No one had ever touched her breasts as he did. He used two hands on one
breast, slowing circling around the base with all ten fingertips, pushing in
towards the center as he compressed the flesh into a tighter and tighter circle
until it felt as if he was pushing all the blood into the tip. He moved to the other breast, his hands
repeating the action. Each time his
fingertips would reach her nipple and pinch the hard tip. “Mmmeewww,” she moaned in pleasure, her legs
closing tightly, wishing it was his hands between her thighs. His fingers pinched tightly on both of her
nipples and pulled them up. Eriko arched
her back, her legs spreading out. “EEEehhh,” the pleasure in her nipples too much to quietly endure. He released them, suddenly yanking them back
up again, Eriko’s ass arching up from the bed.
Eriko’s
legs relaxed for a minute as his fingertips lightly traced along her sides
before moving back up between her legs to end up between her breasts
again. His fingertips lightly traced
across her nipples, three fingers tapping the hardened bud as she moaned in
pleasure, this tips growing in size as he stimulated them. He took her arms, pulling them over her head,
her breasts arching up as she assumed the position he wanted. It felt almost as if he were tying them over
her head, her hands gripping the edge of the table. He put more oil on the sides of her breasts,
now so exposed. Each time he would return
to a breast, his two hands massaging the oil into the flesh as he pushed his
fingers in circles until they encircled the hardened nipple, his fingertip
pinching tightly on it as arched her back up, moaning in pleasure.
His hand
moved down over Eriko’s stomach, over her leg and back up the other side until
they swept over her up thrust breasts again.
“EEEHhh,” her legs pulling up, bowing out as she
opened herself for him, thrusting her breasts out for his touch. He touched her nipples again, the hard tips
feeling as if they would burst. His hand
pushed her legs flat on the bed again but spread them, his hand running up and
down one naked leg, rubbing slickly over the oil.
He
pushed her inner thigh until one leg bowed out, his hand running up and down
the slick flesh, stopping before he actually touched her pussy. His other hand plucked at one of her nipples,
her leg spreading wider as she opened herself up for his touch. He moved to the other thigh, her legs bowed
out obscenely as he rubbed her thighs.
He returned to her nipples, this time paying special attention to them,
his fingers plucking and tugging on them.
Eriko could only moan in pleasure, her legs opening and closing as if he
were training her to open her pussy up for him.
“EEEEHHH,” she cried out as he pulled on her nipples. They hurt, but it was a delicious kind of
pain, his powerful fingers crushing the flesh beneath them as he twisted them.
She
could feel him close to her, his hands tightly gripping her nipples. “Do you want me to touch your pussy?” He twisted her nipples as she moaned in pain
or pleasure, her body unable to comprehend the difference any longer.
Eriko
brought her legs up and spread them for him.
“Please touch me,” she begged. Her
toes curled in expectation.
She
arched up her ass as his hand slid down to rub her inner thighs, almost
touching, but teasing her pussy. He
moved to the other side, rubbing her thigh.
Eriko opened her eyes, seeing his gaze between her spread legs, knowing
that all of her charms were naked for him.
“OOOHH GGGGODD,” she moaned, her ass arching up from the bed as his hand
slid between her legs and slowly dragged between her pussy lips as her hips
followed upward. It was gone just as
fast, rubbing her breasts again. Eriko’s
pussy flooded with her juices, his one touch almost made her cum, her nipples
even more sensitive if that was even possible.
He moved
back down to her legs, forcing them flat on the table. He grabbed one ankle and pulled her leg up,
bending her knee, bringing it up her chest.
His hand slid underneath to massage the oil into her thighs. He brought her leg almost straight up into
the air, the cool air blowing on her superheated pussy, his hand sliding below
to caress her open crack. He moved to
the other leg, bending it back, Eriko sure that her pussy was obscenely spread
for him, his hand running up her slit again, but not before pausing over her
anus. She could feel the tiny hole
opened by the wide expanse, his fingertip running over the anal pad. He pinched a nipple as one finger drew
through her pussy lips.
He left her
pussy empty again, his fingers moving to her breasts again. He played with them for over five minutes,
his fingers hurting and pleasuring all at the same time, his large hands easily
able to grasp her breasts in his palm and squeeze tightly. Eriko’s nipples were yanked harshly, pulled
from her body as she cried out in pleasure.
His fingertips rubbed back and forth over the tip, the pleasure giving
way to pain as they began to get raw from the attention. But it didn’t hurt, not the way you would
think it would. The pain mixed so much
with the pleasure, her nipples wanting both.
Eriko’s ass bounced up and down on the bed, her legs opening and
closing, looking for any stimulation, the touch of his fingers on her pussy
leaving her wanting.
He moved
one hand down between Eriko’s legs again, his hands forcing her legs to spread,
her knees drawn up and bent. She knew it
was finally time.
He was going to stop teasing her and masturbate her until she came. “MMEE,” Eriko screamed in pleasure as two
slick fingers slid up between her lips, her ass arching up in pleasure, his
other hand pushing down on her hip, holding her open for his probing. The fingers slowly drew through her pussy, her
body arching up as they passed over her swollen clit. He must have oiled his finger again, because
it returned, pushing deep between Eriko’s lips as the fingers moved from the
bottom to the top in a slow, torturous movement that stopped her breath. The oiled fingers returned again, mixing with
her juices as they took the torturous trip between her pussy lips, pressing
hard as her ass rose up.
Two fat
fingers pushed her lips aside and began a gentle masturbation up and down her
slit. Her nipple was met by two fingers,
tightening on the swollen nub and twisting as she moaned in pleasure, her hips
beginning a gentle fucking motion on the masturbating fingers. Eriko’s legs went back flat on the table, but
she spread them wide for him, his gentle masturbation continuing to arouse her.
Eriko’s
hips moved side to side, her legs spreading wider, her breathing ragged as his
fingers ignited the pleasure between her legs, her sensitive nipples never
alone, his fingers or hands always keeping her nipples as hard as darts. “OOOHH,” Eriko moaned in pleasure, imagining
how she must look, like some street whore, lying naked on the table as a
stranger masturbated her, his hands running all over the most intimate parts of
her body. Why would a twenty-one girl strip naked in a bright room and let a
forty-plus year old man take liberties with her naked body? She could think of only one reason. He paid more attention to her pleasure then
any boy had ever. They wanted only to
put their cocks between her legs, maybe a bit of sucking on her nipples, but
that was quickly forgotten once they got into her hot, soft pussy. His only reason for touching her body was to
bring her pleasure.
He
suddenly ran his palm down Eriko’s slit, the other hand followed quickly
behind, back and forth his hands changing as her legs drew up and parted,
leaving her open to his fondling.
“Mmmm,” at least three fingers slid up and down her slit slowly,
dragging across her swollen clit, pushing hard on her sensitive pink
insides. Eriko moaned noisily in
pleasure when he drew his fingers up, the oiled fingers pushing and pulling on her
clit as they moved.
He
surprised her again, her pussy lips pulled back wide,
his fingers began to strum on her open insides.
Slapping was more like it as it increased in tempo, the three powerful
fingers almost spanking Eriko’s pussy, her tender inner pussy. She spread her legs wider, feeling her lips
part, not knowing whether she was trying to escape from his fingers or
welcoming them, the thought of her pussy being spanked sending shivers between her
legs.
Eriko’s
ass rose up from the table when his fingers moved down, pausing at the entrance
to her vagina. The moment of truth was
upon her. A strange man was going to put
his fingers inside her. Eriko’s answer
was bowing her legs out wider, hoping to accommodate him. It didn’t even seem to matter any longer that
he was a stranger or as old as her parents.
The only thing that mattered was her orgasm. “OOOOH.” Her hips moved to the side as she felt her
pussy opening up to his probing finger.
“EEEEHHH,” arching up higher, feeling the
muscles of her pussy grasping on the thick finger as it slowly entered her. It twisted and moved inside her, her hips
unable to stay still as it bore into her inner soul. He pushed his hand lower down, moving his
finger upward, making Eriko take more of it.
“EEEEHHH,” the finger feeling as if it was going to
come out her mouth, as he pushed hard inside her. He fucked her with his finger, pushing in and
out, her pussy grasping on to it each time he withdrew, not wanting it to
leave. It shoved back in again, her hips
rising up as he impaled her, his knuckles finally banging on her lips when he
was in as deep as he could. In and out
he would fuck her with his finger, his other hand never leaving her nipples and
breasts alone, the pleasure of his touch on her sensitive tips continuing to
arouse her.
Eriko
was disappointed when he took his finger out of her, her pussy feeling
empty. He began the gentle masturbation
of her pussy, two fingers rubbing up and down her slit, pausing to rub over the
head of her clit as her body shuddered in pleasure, Eriko’s
breathing ragged, her chest heaving up and down. Two fingers became four, pushing her lips
harshly apart as they began to run up and down her slit, faster and
faster. Eriko spread her legs, raising up her ass, letting him have his way with her. “EEEEHHH,” she mewed in pleasure. Her hips bounced when his fingers suddenly
went lower, two fat fingers quickly impaling her empty pussy, her ass rose up
high as she welcomed the fullness they brought to her. “AAAAWWW,” his fingers sliding in and out her
slick pussy, her muscles gripping them as they moved in and out, her pussy
feeling the bumps of his knuckles as they moved inside her.
He moved
from standing over her, Eriko feeling the movement on the table as he sat down,
drawing one of her legs back, feeling it bend until it must be on his shoulder,
drawn up, the plane of her sex open. His
hand returned, one finger entering her pussy, fucking back and forth as her
body began to rock from the constant finger fucking, his knuckles smashing
pleasurably against her pussy lips. He
fucked her for ten minutes, her lips mewing in pleasure, gasping when he would
drive his finger in deep, the sound of slapping flesh as she was finger fucked
by him. His other hand continued to
pluck at her breasts, the tips swollen to double their size, sensitive buds
sending pleasurable shivers down her spine.
Another
five minutes, varying the speed from slow to fast, taking long, deep strokes
inside Eriko, gripping his finger with her muscles as it slid in and out. He took her other leg, bending it back,
spreading her wider, her imagination catching the image of him sitting on the
bed between her widely spread legs, his finger fucking in and out her drenched
pussy while Eriko withered on the bed in ecstasy.
His
other hand left her breast and moved to the top of her mound. His thumb pushed down on her clit, smashing
it down into her pubic bone and began to move it back and forth. Eriko’s hands moved up, gripping his arm as
his other hand began to finger fuck here faster, her body rocking back and
forth as her crying became louder. Eriko’s
breasts bounced up and down, her stomach rippled from his powerful finger fucking. She could hardly catch her breath, her orgasm
close. Then he stopped. Eriko waited while his finger left her, his
thumb continuing to rub back and forth over her clit.
Eriko wanted his finger back. What she really wanted was a thick cock inside her,
but that would have defeated the purpose of coming here. An unattached and
non-reciprocating orgasm. And she
was so close.
Eriko
arched her ass up again when his finger returned, puzzled but glad as it filled
her again. Then she felt it, a cold wet
finger pressed against her anus. It
didn’t move, it just sat on her anal opening. Eriko held her breath. Eriko was surprised at how powerful the nerve
endings were around her anus, surprised that it was almost pleasurable when she
was touched back there. She didn’t think
she would ever let a boy touch her there.
But this was different.
Eriko was submitting to the expert, letting him play her body to draw the
orgasm from her. And an expert he
was. He had been arousing her for almost
an hour and Eriko was close to achieving the orgasm that she so desired and
needed. Was he going to impale her asshole with his finger? She was sure, it didn’t move, her body tense
as she waited nervously.
Eriko
finally opened her eyes. He was staring
at her, his eyes questioning her without having to say anything. He wanted her approval. This was all about her pleasure and he wanted
her acceptance, not wanting to force anything on her that she would find
distasteful. Eriko looked around the
room, so bright, her naked body covered in sweat and oil, her legs drawn up and
back, his fingers poised at the entrance of both of her intimate openings. Eriko was embarrassed and humiliated for
letting him see her naked and allowing him to masturbate her. Yet she was also aroused to be taken in such
a manner, his expert fingers bringing such pleasure to her. Eriko’s breathing was ragged, barely able to
get out a word as she fought to breathe.
Her only answer was to close her eyes, settling back down on the pillow
and slowly raise up her hips until she felt his finger
began to enter her. Eriko had to fight
to do it, feeling her anal ring stretching to take his finger inside her,
grateful that it was lubricated.
“EEEEEEHHH,”
Eriko screamed so loud that she was afraid the police would come. He had taken her acceptance, his fingers
entering her in a swift movement that drove both fingers into the depths of her
most intimate opening at one time, dually impaled. They seemed to meet somewhere deep inside her,
rubbing back and forth against the thin layer of skin that separated the
two. Then he began to finger fuck her
again, this time two fingers pulling out and pushing back in again, her pussy
and asshole receiving the probing. Eriko
never felt as full as she did at this time.
Even one finger felt like a giant log, especially the one in her
asshole, the finger moving around in her rectum as it massaged the clenching
muscles. It slid in and out, her anal
ring gripping it as it moved in and out of her tight asshole. Eriko’s hips never hit the table again until she
climaxed. Which only
took two minutes. Eriko gripped his
arm as she came, biting her lip as she screamed, her pussy and asshole gripping
his fingers so tight he could barely move them inside her. Eriko must have drowned his fingers in her
juices, her body shuddering and shaking, her breasts heaving up and down as she
had the most explosive orgasm in her life.
And his fingers never stopped moving, a second orgasm shaking her body
as she began to sob in pleasure.
He
finally stopped, his fingers slowly dragging out of her, a tiny yelp from Eriko’s
lips as the finger pulled from her asshole.
Even after they left, it still felt as if she was impaled. He got off the bed, slipping a blanket over her. He returned with some warm washcloths, slowly
washing the oil and cum from her naked body, paying special attention to her
pussy and asshole, the warm washcloth feeling good. He finally left Eriko to get dressed, unable
to stand on her feet for ten minute, her muscles feeling like jelly. Eriko was embarrassed to go out to the
waiting room again, afraid of looking him in the face.
He
smiled when she came out, no acknowledgment of anything but a pleasant smile.
“Are you
in
“Until
the end of the week,” she answered.
“I’m
open until
“Thank
you, but I experienced what I was looking for.
And it was everything and more than I could have ever wanted. But I don’t think the second time would be as
exciting.”
“You
would be surprised. Have you ever been
bound? Can you imagine lying naked on
the table, your hands bound above your head, your legs bent back and tied, a
thick rope running back under the table, keeping your legs spread painfully
wide.” He saw the look in her eyes.
“And I
have a friend that is also in this business.
Can you imagine four pairs of hands working over your lovely naked
body? She would love to bring you
pleasure.”
“She?”
“Yes,
she only works on girls. And she knows
places in your body that would bring you such pleasure.” He picked them up. “And I have these. I think you would find them very enjoyable.”
Her eyes
opened wide. There were two of
them. They looked like little metal
squares about an inch wide. The only
thing odd about them was the tiny metal screw on one end. She looked at them. When the screw was tightened, one side of the
square moved in. If pressed far enough
it would touch the other side. She
instantly knew what they were for. They
were for crushing a pair of hard nipples. Her pussy was soaked, imaging being
bound as they put them on her nipples, tightening them, Eriko unable to stop
them from making them as tight and painful as they wanted. And to feel the soft hands
of a female as they probed the depths of her body, moving inside her, seeking
out the parts of her body that brought her the most pleasure.
“How much?”
“Sixty
thousand Yen.”
She
quickly figured to be over $500.00. She
had her credit card, she could get an advance.
But her parents, could she fake being sick again? “Nine o’clock tomorrow night.” She gave a sigh of relief. She knew she would masturbate tonight,
imagining all of the things they would do to her tomorrow.
He
smiled. “You will not be
disappointed. We will make this very enjoyable
for you.” He watched as she left, making
the telephone call to arrange everything.
She would enjoy it very much, he thought, imagining her naked on the
table, her arms bound, her legs spread wide and tied, her nipples crushed
between the unyielding metal clamps as four hands ran continually all over and
inside her naked body as she withered in ecstasy on the table.
The End
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