I work for a big airline on the west coast. As an employee, I have an opportunity to travel that most people dream about. Basically, I fly for free, paying only the taxes that a normal passenger would pay. It looks great, except you still have your living expenses in a remote land and our wages are low. Not that I complain, but we must be careful in our planning despite everything 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 a student exchange program. She stayed in my room for a month while I was sleeping in the den. I work at night, so it wasn’t really an inconvenience to me. Besides, Yuko was very nice. We became very good friends when she was with us. We promised that one day we would meet again and that time was now.
She met me at the airport with her father. Hoshido is an athletics widower built in the early 1940s. Yuko’s mother died six years ago of leukemia. It was a long distance from the airport to the small house in the suburbs of Tokyo, but I found the trip exciting and full of wonder, despite the long flight of North America.
On his return from North America, Yuko had taken up a job as a clerk in a large shipping company. Hoshido worked for Panasonic. It left me alone for the most part. I didn’t see any of them until they came home at night. One morning, I woke up and I thought I was alone, I went through the house in t-shirts and panties. When I reached the bathroom, the door opened and I faced a somewhat shocked Hoshido. When I closed the door, I saw that he was looking at my bottom. I wish I had worn a longer t-shirt.
When I got out of the bathroom, Hoshido was waiting for me. He was naked and he caught a big dick surprisingly. He took two steps forward and grabbed me by the shoulders, forcing me on my knees. It didn’t take much strength, I have to admit. He brushed his hair away from my face and moved forward, soothing his stiff penis in my open mouth. He held my face in my hands and tried to slap his dick in his throat. Taking his dick in one hand and his testicles in the other, I could slow him down and blow him. My tongue dragged along the underside of its limb while my lips slipped along its length. I could feel it tense so I shook my head faster and sucked it harder. As he started coming, he tried to force me to keep it in my mouth, but I tightened his stem and balls. I pulled him out of my mouth and released the pressure on his tail, allowing him to shoot my chin and my shirt.
When it was spent, I took it down to the ground and forced it on his back. I slowly peeled the cum t-shirt on my head, exposing my little breasts and nipples erect. After first wiped his licked penis with my shirt now dirty, I brought it back into my mouth, licking and sucking it at erection.
By pulling the crotch from my panties on one side, I was able to take her inside me by hanging on her ass. His hands hit my breasts, his fingers pinched me and twisted my nipples, too strong for my taste, while I was rocking on his well. Looking forward, I started to bounce over his tail, adding length to his blow. His hands grabbed my ass like I fought his pelvis. Her eyes were closed and I could feel the incomparable urgency of her orgasm. As he began to lose control, I stopped him. I held his dick in my hand and looked like a jet after throwing sperm into my palm. His mouth was open in exhaustion. I quickly wiped my hand on his open mouth, his own sperm rubbing his lips and tongue. His eyes open as a surprise.