Konichiwa

I work for a major airline on the west coast. As an employee, I'm allowed the opportunity to travel that most people dream of. Basically free flight, paying only the taxes a normal passenger would pay. It sounds great, except you still have your living expenses on a very remote land and our wages are low. Not that I complain, but we have to be careful in our planning despite how much we have. That's why I wanted to stay with my friend Yuko in Japan.

Yuko came to visit us last summer as part of an exchange student program. He stayed in my room for a month while I slept in the studio. I work nights so it wasn't too inconvenient for me. And besides, Yuko was very nice. We became very good friends in the time she was with us. We swore that one day we would meet again and that time was now.

He met me at the airport with his father. Hoshido is a widower built athletically in his first 40 years. Yuko's mother died 6 years ago of leukemia. It was a long distance from the airport to the small house in the Tokyo suburb, but I found the journey exciting and full of wonder, despite the long flight from North America.

On his return from North America, Yuko had taken a job as an employee in a large shipping company. Hoshido worked for Panasonic. This left me alone for the most part. I didn't see them until they got home at night. One morning, I woke up and thought I was alone, I walked around the house just dressed in my shirt and panties. When I got to the bathroom, the door opened and I found myself face to face with a little shocked Hoshido. When I closed the door, I could see he was looking at my bottom. I wish I had worn a longer shirt.

When I got out of the bathroom, Hoshido was waiting for me. I was naked and strangling a surprisingly big cock. He took two steps forward and grabbed me by the shoulders, forcing me to my knees. It didn't take much strength, I must admit. He brushed my hair from my face and moved forward, relieving his rigid penis in my open mouth. He put his face in his hands and tried to hit his dick through my throat. Taking his dick in one hand and his testicles in the other, I could slow it down and blow it. My tongue was still on the lower side of its member as my lips slid along its length. I could feel it tense so I hit my head faster and sucked it harder. When he started coming, he tried to force me to keep it in my mouth but I pulled his axis and his balls hard. I took it out of my mouth and dropped the pressure on his dick, allowing him to shoot on my chin and t-shirt.

When they spent it, I threw it on the ground and pushed it behind his back. I gradually peeled my sperm-stained shirt on my head, exposing my little breasts and erect nipples. After I had cleaned his penis with my shirt now dirty, I took it back to my mouth, licking and sucking it for erection.

Taking the crotch out of my panties aside, I was able to take it inside me by touching his groin. His hands dug my breasts, his fingers on my feet and twisting my nipples, too hard for my taste, as I hit back and forward on his axis. As I moved forward, I started bouncing over his dick, adding length to his blow. His hands grabbed my ass while he was hitting his pelvis. His eyes were closed and I could feel the unmistakable urgency of his orgasm. When he started losing control, I took it off. I held his dick in my hand and looked like a jet after a semen jet in my palm. His mouth opened in exhaustion. I quickly cleaned my hand on his open mouth, his own semen by putting his lips and tongue. His eyes opened with surprise.