I’ve been a “japanophile” for more than a decade - music, movies, literature, you name it. Porn you say? Yes, porn, too, won’t deny that. At the same time, I also started to develop a liking for Japanese women, however, living in Switzerland this turned out to be rather frustrating. I joined several sites - social networks, penpal and friendship sites, etc. - without much success. I communicated with a couple of ladies but either they were married, had really weird irregularities of the teeth or didn’t want to meet in real life.
I tried for more than a year when a lady called Masako contacted me. She told me that she was in her late 30s (just FYI, I’m in my late 30s as well), suffered from a burnt-out-syndrom and was recovering in Switzerland for half year (she’s a professional pianist). Masako stayed with a family that she got to know a few years ago when she toured Europe… they let her stay free of charge. That place was just a 30 mins drive from my kampung and I kept praying that Masako was interested in meeting also, not just emailing.
After a few days - we sent each other short emails on a daily basis - I asked for a picture… she didn’t have any but described herself as average looking, slim, with small eyes and long, natural curly hair. Didn’t sound all that bad to me… two weeks after we communicated for the first time I told Masako that I would be going to the Western part of Switzerland for work - a one day trip to our branch office. She replied that she had never been to Western Switzerland before and whether it would be ok if she tumpang my car for the day. I was more than happy about her request and asked if it was alright to exchange phone numbers in order to fix time and place.
I called her on the same day. Her English was pretty much ok, only the Japanese accent made it kinda difficult for me to understand. Two days later - on Friday - I drove to her place (which was located along the motorway to Berne-Lausanne, direction Western Switzerland) and was very excited. When I spotted her on the parking lot I was a little bit disappointed. At a first glance, she was very average looking and because of the windbreaker she wore it was difficult to picture her figure. I got down, we shook hand and I opened the door for her… we remained silent for the first half hour before we started to talk…
Me: We should reach Lausanne by around 11a., if you like, I can take you lunch since you’re not familiar with the place.
Masako: Thank you… if it’s not too much of a hassle.
Me: I just have to fix a computer problem, install two new printers - won’t take longer than 2 hours so it’s fine with me. I need to eat, too…
She told me a little bit about herself, her life as a musician, how she started to feel burnt out… very soft spoken and it had to turn off the radio in order to follow her monologue.
We reached Lausanne two hours later and had Thai food for lunch. She didn’t remove her jacket, only unzipped it and I noticed that her breast were much bigger than I expected… looking at her eating I started to change opinion: Masako was actually quite pretty - and she had beautiful teeth!!! (I’m not obsessed with gigi but kissing ‘Dracula’ is a major turn off for me.)
Before I drove to the office I showed her the way to the old town. Told her that I gonna ring her half an hour before I’m done. My job was done within an hour and I called her. I picked her from the main station - our meeting point - and she told me that Lausanne wasn’t all that happening. Masako looked at me and asked shyly if we could drive to Montreux (a once famous lake side resort) and Chillon as she wanted to visit the castle there. It was only 3.30pm and I didn’t have the intention to return to the office so I said, “yes, why not, never been to Chillon castle myself”.
The sky was overcast when we reached the place 40 minutes later and when we walked over to the entrance it started to rain. It was pretty hot inside the castle. When Masako removed her windbreaker she revealed a nicely shaped butt which looked great in her white jeans… she walked in front of me as we climbed the narrow stairs to the second floor and I couldn’t take my eyes of her… and further down little bro started to wake up. Masako wasn’t very talkative during the tour and seemed to be totally absorbed by this darm medieval atmosphere. She hardly noticed me and I had time to study her figure, her sexy butt and - most of all - he huge rack which clearly showed under her thight purple turtle neck sweater… the longer the tour, the hornier I got. I already had difficulties hiding my huge hard on…
An hour later we were about to walk back to the parking lot… it was pouring down… I asked Masako if she wanted to wait and she said, no, she’d be fine with running over to the car. Three minutes later we sat inside the car, soaked, listening to the sound of the rain that was pouring down on the car. It got quite dark and the parking lot was deserted…
Masako asked me turn the key and once the radio came to life, she shoved her Miki Imai cd inside the player and started listening. She turned and said “I love the rain…”… she placed her hand on mine which rested on the gearshift.
Masako: “Thanks for bringing me here… and sorry for the trouble.”
Me: “It’s ok, I enjoyed myself… and I hardly get any company when I come down here… would be lovely if you followed me once in a while.”
Masako: “I’d love to. You’re a nice guy, a bit shy maybe…”
She bent over and kissed me on the cheek… I unbuckled the safety belt (yes… I’m Mr Safety comes first…), turned and kissed her on the lips… we started kissing, soft at first, lips on lips, before we engaged with passionate French kissing. After some time Masako took my hand and placed it her breast… my already huge erection got even bigger and there was definitely not enough space in my jeans… I started caressing her breasts, first through her sweater, then with my hands underneath… her boobs were big, surpringsly firm but still very soft to touch… Masako bent forward and opened her bra. I started fondling this wonderful pair or breasts… her nipples were bigger than any nipples I had ever seen before… and they were hard…
Masako placed her hand on my crotch and looked at me.
Masako: “Can I open your jeans?”
Me: “… yes… I can help you…”
Masako: “No need, just let me do it.”
She opened my belt, opened button and zip… she started to pull my jeans. I lifted my backside from the seat and Masako pulled down jeans and briefs…
Masako: “Can I suck you?”
Before awaiting my reply she started licking the top of my penis while holding my dick in her hand… a moment later she started sucking me and I knew I’m not going to last for long… I didn’t masturbate in a while and being hard for nearly two consecutive hours didn’t help much either.
This wasn’t her first cock, too skillful her sucking… while she gave head she kept playing with my balls for further excitement… I felt a big explosion building up inside me, I started moaning and at the same time I moved, now fucking Masako’s mouth… a minute later I said that I was going to cum but Masako kept sucking and sucking. I shoot a huge load of cum inside her mouth and down her throat… she never stopped sucking me, I shoot 6, 7 portions of cum and she swallowed it all… licked me clean and dry…
She looked up, having a little bit of cum on her upper lip… she kissed me and immediately started Frenching me again… haven’t tasted my own cum for a long time (well, I only tried once out of curiousity) and it felt exciting… despite cumming hard in her mouth my erect cock didn’t wanna go limp…
Masako looked at me, smiled and asked “can I sit on you?”
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TO BE CONTINUED. My first story, might lack of fluency… the story’s 100% true.
Hmm….japanese alikato. I too did have an experience with one at old Dynasty hotel. But tats long time ago.
Carry on ur story dude…
Hey, a very nice story at an excellent locale! Been there 4 yrs ago and can really relate to the place.
Montreaux? Hell, you just had your version of “Smoke On The Water” there with Masako, didn’t u!!
Pls keep the story rollin’…..
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rokosickfredi
Hey, a very nice story at an excellent locale! Been there 4 yrs ago and can really relate to the place.
Montreaux? Hell, you just had your version of “Smoke On The Water” there with Masako, didn’t u!!
Pls keep the story rollin’…..
That’s cool, mate! Thanks for the compliment… the story’s far from finished and there will be more Masako coming up, promised. We didn’t return home before midnight that Friday in June 2007…
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swisssakura
TO BE CONTINUED. My first story, might lack of fluency… the story’s 100% true.
TS, i always like true story. camping here.
Masako opened her jeans, removed them and her panties with ease.
Me: “How come you’re so agile?”
Masako: “When I was 12 I had to decide to either become a musician or continue ice skating. Do you know Ina Kyoko?”
Me: “No, sorry, no idea…”
Masako: “She skated with me during our junior days in Tokyo… she participated in Olympics twice… well, never mind, can you make that seat of yours move a little?”
Masako climed over, her back against me, facing the windshield… she didn’t lose any time, grabbed my still rock hard penis with her hand and moved it towards her pussy… she was all wet and my dick slit inside her sugar walls with ease… she sat down, her pussy completely swallowing me… she started moving, slowly, then increasing the pace… I started pushing as well while my hands grab her tits from behind, playing with them, squeezing them… Masako got all excited and started to moan… louder and louder, frantically… in the meanwhile the car’s windows were completely steamed up… I could feel another explosion being on its way when Masako climaxed… her muscles tightened around my penis, loosened up and tightened again… for at least ten times… I could feel her juices on my penis and legs and a minute later I was about to cum… using common sense Masako scrambled over to her seat, took my penis in her mouth and sucked me off… ten seconds later I climaxed, shooting another huge quantity of my hot cum in her mouth… as before, she swallowed it all, moaning, making sure that not a single drop of my love juice going to waste…
We cleaned up a little (luckily I got leather seats!), got back into our jeans, kissed passionately for another 10 minutes and hit the road… non-stop back to her place?
No, definitely not.
*****
MORE TO COME.
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simple2kee
TS, i always like true story. camping here.
Same sentiments as u dude. Real stories makes my blood boil…..in a good sense.
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tomvoyeur
Same sentiments as u dude. Real stories makes my blood boil…..in a good sense.
I don’t have enough fantasy to create stories… I had the pleasure to spend a lot of time with Masako during the remaining 2 months in Switzerland and the pain was big when she left for Japan… all that remains are these memories (which I wanna write down partly to entertain you guys and partly to preserve the memories for myself), a few of her CDs (and I don’t even like classical music) and pictures. Might share one of them later on…
Mmmm…. good gal Masako; not letting a single drop go to waste.
I always like it when my gal does CIM/swallow. SLURPS!!!
I hope you did bonk (on a separate occasion) in an empty cable car with the view of the Matterhorn before your very eyes!!!
Woots!! Base camp set up here! Pun intended!!
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rokosickfredi
I always like it when my gal does CIM/swallow. SLURPS!!! I hope you did bonk (on a separate occasion) in an empty cable car with the view of the Matterhorn before your very eyes!!!
She loved eating my cum… lucky me… most girls don’t really like it much (my experience). Well, the locations won’t get that scenic I’m afraid… but you can expect some naughtier stuff to come, anal for instance. She also liked “watersports” (I guess you guys know what that is) but not sure if I shall write about it or not as it might gross some of you brothers out… you know, those Japanese really do crazy stuff - which you would never ever expect looking at her innocent face.