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
Female Masturbation, Japanese Style
Chapter 2 Duel Masturbation
By Powerone
Copyright 2006
Story Codes:
M/f, Mast
This story is inspired by a series of Japanese videos
titled “Female Sexual Esthetique.”
Eriko lay in bed, naked, her legs spread wide. She heard her parents come in, going to bed
in the other bedroom of their suite. She
tried to be quiet, but it was hard. Her
fingers were inside her, four fingers stretching her pussy open as they plunged
in and out. She couldn’t get the image
out of her mind, the man standing over her naked body as he masturbated her.
Eriko was ashamed that she was so aroused by his touch. Ashamed that he made her cum, her ass and
pussy filled with his fingers as she came.
She felt her body shudder as the orgasm swept over her body, her nipples
tingling as she came, her legs clamped together tightly, trapping her fingers
in her wet pussy. Her sleep was fitful
that night, masturbating twice more before she finally got out of bed in the
morning.
It was easy to convince her parents that she was
still sick. After only a few hours of
sleep and the multiple orgasms, she looked tired. They were going to visit friends of her
Grandmother that night and would be gone until early the next morning, the
drive out to see them far. Eriko would
be able to sneak out again and still return in plenty of time. All day her pussy was moist as she thought of
what she was promised. She even pinched
her nipples, imaging how it would feel to have them clamped. She wished she could have got on the
Internet, wanting to search out bondage.
The hotel had Internet service downstairs in the business office, but
she was afraid someone would come by and see what she had on the screen. She had to let her own imagination run free,
and did it ever. The thought of lying
naked and bound on the table exciting her, yet at the same time frightening
her. She would have no control over
him. What
if he raped her? But the lack of
control is what excited her. Her body
open and exposed to whatever he desired to do to her.
She took a shower as soon as her parents left, drying
off, looking into the mirror at her naked body as she put the towel down. It wouldn’t be long before she would be naked
in front of strangers again, her pussy juicing up immediately at the thought.
The taxi ride was almost like yesterday, with the
driver quizzing her on her motives for her destination. Eriko ignored most of
his banter, more adamant today. The taxi
pulled up in front of the building, images flashed into Eriko’s mind immediately
as she paid the driver, and nervously walked to the door. She wondered how she would feel when she
left, the fear racing to her brain at the thought of being bound. She opened the door, the bright light
blinding her temporarily as she entered.
The door closed with such finality, almost as if it were locking behind
her, her chance to change her mind gone now.
She was surprised, the man behind the counter stood there almost as if
he were waiting for her. She glanced at
her watch, she was five minutes early.
“Hello Eriko.
I’m glad you made it. I wasn’t
sure if you would.” He seemed glad.
“I said I would.
I never go back on my word,” she said almost adamantly.
He looked at her, liking what he saw. She wore a dark blue skirt that clung to her
ass, short, barely covering much, a long expanse of naked leg revealed. The button down blouse was almost too modest
for the skirt, buttoned almost all the way up to her neck. But the buttons strained on her pert breasts,
barely able to contain them. “As I do
also. I promised you an experience
tonight. And I intend to exceed your
expectations.”
She took out the cash, sixty thousand Yen. Almost five hundred dollars, putting it down
on the desk. “I think this was the
agreed price.”
“That will not be necessary. Come with me and I will explain.” He hoped he figured her correctly. She was shy, especially when it came to men. He knew it was hard for her to come yesterday
and allow him to strip her naked and fondle her body. But he also knew that is what excited her so
much about the experience. The loss of
control and the humiliation, both powerful aphrodisiacs. That is why she was back tonight, to be bound
naked and fondled. He would go one step
farther. He would not give her a choice,
it being more of a command then a request.
It was not how he usually worked, letting the woman decide what they
wanted among his services. But Eriko was different.
Eriko was nervous, but followed him. Would
he go back on his word? He led her
to a different room than yesterday, down at the end of a long hallway. He opened the door, and Eriko looked in. Inside was a table just like yesterday, high
up, covered in a white sheet. There was
a table next to it, a white sheet covering what lay beneath it, Eriko was sure
that it was the rope and nipple clamps that he promised. Her pussy wet her panties instantly when she
saw it. “I don‘t understand.” She was puzzled.
He pushed a button and the curtain on the wall opened
up to a large window, four men standing behind it in the lighted room. They were all older men, in their sixties,
jet black hair, glasses and receding hairlines.
“Who are they?” She was
shocked. What were they doing here? No,
it couldn’t be that!
“They paid for your session. In return they will be allowed to watch. And masturbate.” It was not a question, it was a
statement. “And this is my associate.” The other door opened and a Japanese woman
came in. “She will join me in your
session.”
Eriko couldn’t believe it. They were going to watch her as she was bound
and masturbated. “I couldn’t!” She blurted out.
“It is not a choice. You will perform for these
men. They will not touch you, only
watch. Now begin to take off your
clothes. Down to your bra and
panties. Then we will begin. As I promised you yesterday, you will enjoy
this beyond your expectations.” He
waited to see what she would do, hoping she would submit. If not, four men would be sorely disappointed
and he would be out the money he paid the woman to join him.
Eriko looked over at the woman. She was short, long black hair, longer than
hers. She scanned her body, almost
ashamed that she did, a nice pair of breasts, wide hips and sexy legs. She was attractive, not sure how she got into
this profession. But the more difficult
problem was the men behind the glass window, all of them staring at her as if
they could already see her naked beneath her clothes. One even had his hand down to his crotch as
if he was holding his cock already. They
wanted to watch her and masturbate while doing so. They would see her naked and spread, sure
that ropes would put her into obscene positions, her most privates parts open
to their glaring eyes. And they would
masturbate while she was masturbated.
She was already humiliated at how they looked at her now. How
would it be later once she was naked?
She hesitated as she pondered. It
wasn’t so much a question, but an order.
Is this what the session would be
about, Eriko forced to submit? But
deep down that is what she had already accepted when she agreed to allow him to
tie her up.
He was relieved when she bent down and took off her
shoes, the look of resignation in her face.
“Face the window,” he ordered her as she pulled back up, her feet
naked. “Take off your blouse.”
Her fingers trembled as she moved to the top button,
fumbling as if she had never opened a button before. It finally opened, her fingers moving down to
the next. She stared at the men’s faces,
her face turning red in shame as she began to undress. She was going to strip down to her underwear
in front of a bunch of strangers. Older
Japanese men, older than her father. The
next button revealed a bit of her bra, the blouse pulling back, the tension
released by the straining button. She
fumbled with the next buttons, moving faster now, her eyes still glued to the
men watching her as if she expected them to do something. Their eyes were not on hers, but on her
fingers. She pulled the blouse from her
skirt, pulling it back to the side, standing up tall as if she didn’t want them
to see her slouching. She slid it down
her shoulders and arms, falling down at her side.
The man picked it up, straightening it out before
putting it on the chair. “Very lovely,”
he commented. “Now the skirt please.”
She stood in her bra, almost wishing she hadn’t
picked one so sexy, not expecting for so many men to see it. She could feel her hard nipples pushing out
the front, sure they could see them, Eriko confused at why they were already
erect. She even arched her back, pushing
them out as if she enjoyed showing them, looking down to see her bosom a light
pink in embarrassment. She pulled her
skirt around until she could reach the button and zipper, unbuttoning the
button, the zipper sliding down so noisily.
She held it there for a second, looking back at the men behind the
window before she released it. At least
she had changed her mind at the last minute, replacing the thong for a pair of
French bikini panties that clung low to her hips.
He picked up her skirt, his fingers nudging her
ankles to lift her legs to pull it out.
He folded it neatly on the chair, leaving her standing half naked in the
middle of the room. He moved behind her,
leaning over her shoulder, gazing down the front of her bra, remembering the
luscious set of tits from yesterday.
“Spread your legs a bit for them,” he whispered rather loudly. “Show them how wet your panties are.” This time it was loud enough for all of them
to hear.
She looked down, knowing he was right. She could feel the dampness between her legs,
sure that they would be able to see the wet spot on her panties. But she obeyed, letting her thighs part,
standing in front of them men behind the window in her bra and panties,
humiliated at how naked she already looked.
What would it be like when she was
naked? She looked down at the floor,
not wanting to see their faces. She felt
his hands on her waist, turning her around.
“Turn around.
Show them your ass.”
She did as he said, ashamed as she faced him, her
back to the men behind the glass, the panties clinging to her ass cheeks like a
second skin. The boys always
complimented her on her ass yet they had never really seen it. At least not like this, sure that they could
make out her crack. She looked at him
while she let them men ogle her half naked flesh.
“You’re doing very good Eriko. Now lie down on the table. We’re ready to begin.” He helped her over to the table, watching as
she crawled onto it. “On your belly
please.”
At least she wouldn’t have to watch their faces, her
head turned sideways onto the pillow.
Her legs were pointing straight towards the men, knowing they would have
an excellent view between her legs when they were spread. The girl came along side of her head, her
hand gently brushing the hair from her face.
“It will be okay Eriko. We’re
going to make you very aroused. You’ll
be begging to cum. Only then will we let
you. But first we are going to inspect
your lovely body. Very intimately.” Her voice was reassuring to Eriko, almost as
if she would protect her.
He looked down at her body spread out on the table,
her pert ass cheeks almost pushed up, her sleek back naked except for the bra
strap. He picked up the bottle of oil,
dropping dollops of oil on her shoulders, moving down the center of her back to
her lower back. He started at her
shoulders, but first he slipped her bra straps down to leave them naked. He loved her young, sleek skin, his hands
rubbing the oil in circles.
She felt so relaxed as she felt the hot oil slowly
get massaged into her skin, remembering quickly his expert hands, pushing her
pussy into the table as she began a gentle rotation of her hips. She hoped no one would notice, but she needed
to touch herself so badly. She began to
grind slowly and sensuously on the table as he rubbed her skin with his
powerful hands. She began a dreamlike
state, quickly forgetting that she was in a room of strangers, concentrating on
the quick arousal she was feeling.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned softly as his hands moved down, rubbing her back, a
tingling between her legs when he touched the top of her panties, Eriko almost
wishing he would put his hands inside them.
She felt the sudden release of her breasts, his fingers expertly
unsnapping her bra before she even realized it.
The girl slipped it from her, Eriko moving up slightly as it slid out
from underneath her, her nipples popping erect as the material rubbed over them
as it slid out. She pushed back down
again, her breasts crushed beneath her.
His hands moved unobstructed as they massaged her
back, rubbing from her neck all the way down to her panties, his fingers
teasing along her panty line, seeing her ass almost arching up as if she wanted
him to touch her down there. She was
purring like a cat, her hips moving gently almost in a fucking motion, up and
down, rubbing on the table for stimulation.
He moved down to the foot of the table, standing to the side so the men
behind the window would have a good look.
He carefully dropped dollops of oil on her, her ankles, her calves, her
knees, her thighs and just below the ridge of her panties. He moved to one leg, pulling it to the side,
her legs parting slightly, the dampness of her panties clearly visible between
her legs. He began at her ankle, rubbing
the oil into her skin, her leg jerking as he tickled the bottom of her
foot. He moved farther up, rubbing her
calves, feeling her taut muscles. The
girl took his place on Eriko’s back, reaching over to gently rub her back, sliding
from her neck to her ass in long, gentle strokes.
Eriko thought she would cum if they would only touch
her down there. He spread one of her
legs, Eriko feeling the breeze blow up between them, knowing the men had a good
view of her panty covered crotch, sure that her panties were glued to her
skin. They probably had a good view of
every wrinkle and crack in her body through her panties, the thought making her
wetter. The girl’s touch was gentler,
but just as demanding. Four hands were
rubbing her, the thought of them touching her both at the same time, touching
her intimately made her pussy drip with desire.
Her body was tense as he moved his hand up to her inner thighs, pulled
her leg farther apart, his hand rubbing her smooth, sensitive skin
lightly. She shuddered each time his
hand moved up towards her crotch, disappointed when it moved away. The hand slid back up to the edge of her
panties, two fingers sliding along the ridge to her crotch, teasing her with
his touch. She wished he would slide his
hand under her and let her hump up and down on it. He deserted her again, leaving her hanging
there aroused until she felt him on the other side. Her other leg was pulled unceremoniously to
the side, both legs touching the edge of the table, spread wide. The oil was rubbed into her skin, Eriko
trembling as she waited for him to slide up her inner thighs, her ass almost
arching up to allow him access to her pussy, Eriko fighting the urge to beg him
to touch her there.
They both worked over her body for five minutes,
rubbing her skin while she purred beneath their hands. He had her legs spread wide, the men behind
the window with their eyes glued to her panty covered sex, two of them slowly
rubbing their crotches. He moved to the
end of the table, pulling both of her legs together. His hands moved up to her waist, slipping
under the edge of her panties. He began
to pull them down over her ass cheeks, feeling Eriko’s body tense up.
She didn’t understand when he put her legs
together. That is until his hands
touched the waist of her panties.
NO! She panicked as she felt the
panties sliding down over her cheeks.
While arousing before, the thought of being stripped naked in front of a
bunch of older men embarrassed her. Her
body went rigid, pushing down onto the table as if that would stop him from
stripping her naked. It wasn’t so bad
when they took off her bra, her breasts were still covered. This would be different, her ass exposed,
suddenly realizing again of the men that were behind the glass window, their
eyes glued to her half naked body. They
were here to masturbate while watching her.
He was not to be stopped, yanking her panties down
hard until they slipped from her body, sliding easily once they got past her
hips. He pulled them off her legs,
folding them neatly while she shivered in fear on the table. He liked that, the
unknown often more exciting. She didn’t
know what to expect anymore and he intended to keep it that way. He looked at her ass cheeks, her muscle
tightened to hide her treasures from their eyes. It wouldn’t be long.
The girl next to her stopped rubbing her, Eriko’s
body frozen, her breathing heavy and ragged as she waited. Her eyes were clenched tight almost as if she
could put the whole thing out of her mind if she couldn’t see it.
“Turn your head this way. And keep your eyes open at all times.” She turned Eriko until she was looking back
at the men behind the window. She
arranged her head on the pillow so she would be staring directly at them. “Hands at your side.” She pulled Eriko’s hands until they ran along
the edge of the table, her fists clenched tightly.
She was staring directly at the men now, forced to
keep her eyes open. Two of them were
openly fondling their cocks beneath their pants, their eyes opened wide in lust
as they ogled her naked body. They were
going to make her watch them, watching her.
She would be able to see the looks on their faces as her body was
intimately explored and exposed.
The girl handed him the red rope, making sure that
she ran it down the edge of Eriko’s skin as she did, seeing goose bumps appear
on Eriko’s skin as the rough rope touched her naked skin. Eriko could see everything that was happening
to her, including seeing the men watching her.
The sudden thrill raced through her body when the red
rope touched her, the excitement of being bound suddenly so very real. Goose bumps popped out along her body as the
harsh rope caressed her body. The man
took the rope, Eriko holding her breath as she waited, the table soaking wet
beneath her. She would no longer have
any control over what happened. That
excited her.
He moved to one side of her, her arms drawn along her
side. His hands reached under her hips,
sliding along her sides, his hands oiled as he slid back and forth, each time
his hand sliding under her. The girl was
on the other side, duplicating his efforts, four hands stroking Eriko. He nodded to her and they both pushed up,
forcing Eriko to raise her ass up.
“Higher,” he urged her until her ass was thrust up into the air, her
cheeks drawn taut as she clenched her thighs together. He pushed down on her back, keeping her bent
over while forcing her ass up higher.
It was obscene to be forced into the position, her
ass pushed up as if she was begging to be taken from behind, doggy style. She clenched her thighs and ass cheeks
together. At least they didn’t have much
of a view. She still felt the shame as
she saw the men watching, all of them gripping their crotches now.
“Hands between her legs. Tie them to her ankles. That way she will be presented nicely.” He was talking to the girl, both of them
grabbing Eriko’s wrists and sliding them under her body, pulling them down,
forcing Eriko to arch her ass up higher as her arms were pulled far to her
ankles. She was beginning to bend in
two, her ass the most prominent part of her body. “Tie her tight.”
She thought she would cum when she felt the ropes
around her wrists, four powerful hands pulling her arms between her legs. Her ass had no choice but to rise up
higher. The rope dug into her skin as
they tied her wrists to her ankles, her head pushed into the pillow. She had never felt so powerless as she did
now. Her body, naked was open for them
to do anything they wanted. And the men
behind the glass were watching her with such lust in their eyes, their eyes
ogling her young, naked body.
He rubbed oil on her ass cheeks now, letting some of
it drip down between her tightly clenched cheeks. “Relax your muscles Eriko.” It was an order. He let the oil drip again, this time her
cheeks reluctantly parting, the hot oil dripping over her slightly exposed
anus.
She relented, her cheeks opening. It felt strange as
the hot oil hit her exposed anus. Her
muscles clenched uncontrollably as the hot oil touched her intimate hole. She waited for his touch, the excitement of
how he had probed her backside, how sensitive her anus was sending shudders
through her body. “MMMMM,” she moaned in
pleasure when his powerful hands began to knead her cheeks, pulling them apart,
Eriko feeling the unexpected pleasure as her tiny hole was exposed to the cool
air of the room. He was rubbing hard,
making her cheeks almost jiggle as he pushed them together then back out
again. She felt her crack opening and
closing. Could the men see her tiny anus?
His hand moved down the back of her legs, sliding the oil into her skin
as he teased behind her knee, his touch sending shivers through her body when
he touched her there. He moved down to
the back of her leg, rubbing oil into her muscles, sliding back to her foot.
He rubbed more oil into his hand, sliding up her inner
thigh, his hand parting her legs. He
began to pull her leg out, watching her ass as he spread her leg out, her
cheeks opening up, her crack disappearing.
His hand slid up towards her crotch, her ass arching up higher, offering
up her sex to his touch. She wanted his
touch, but he would tease her first. She
would have to offer up her sex to their gaze first. Only then would he begin to pleasure
her. “Keep your leg open.” He pulled her leg to the edge of the table,
enjoying the way she began to flower open.
He moved to the other side, oiling his hand again.
He was opening her up, his hand moving to her other
leg, urging out on her inner thigh until her knee slid along the table as he
spread her leg. Both knees were spread
widely to the edge of the table, her thighs widely spaced. She could feel her cheeks flowering open, her
anus open and exposed. She could almost
feel the cool air rushing into her hole, the wide spread of her legs forcing
her hole to open. She turned red as she
watched the men, one of them slipping his zipper down, his erect cock pulled
out, his hand sliding up and down the shaft.
He was masturbating, his eyes glued to her sex, her wide spread legs
surely giving him a great view of her inner lips. She could feel the wetness dripping down her
inner thighs, ashamed and excited. She
tugged on her wrists, feeling the rope tightening, her pussy getting wetter at
her loss of control. She almost welcomed
his touch.
His hand slid under her hips, forcing her ass out,
his other hand on her back keeping it down as he got her into position. “Very lovely Eriko. Your pussy is flowering open for us.” He looked back between her legs, admiring the
way her sex was so open, her pink insides of her pussy wet with her
juices. Even her anus seemed to be
opening and closing. He moved along side
her hip, his hand returning to her cheeks.
His hand slid along her crack, from the top, over her anus and down to
her pussy. She almost came when he
touched her, her ass arching out to force more into his waiting fingers. He slapped her ass. “Hold still.”
His fingers felt so good as he finally touched
her. She pushed her ass out, wishing he
would shove his fingers deep inside her.
“OOOW,” she yelled from the sting of his hand on her cheek. She pushed her ass back up into the air like
a trained dog punished for misbehaving.
His fingers returned, this time two fingers lightly dancing over her
anus. She never felt such pleasure,
especially from back there. He rimmed
her tiny hole, his finger rubbing around the edges, stimulating the tiny
sensors that sent shivers through her loins.
She felt the fingertips on both side of her anus, pressing in and out,
feeling a burning as he began to spread her hole open. He pulled, feeling like an elastic band, her
hole forced to open by his powerful fingers.
Could they see inside her? It felt that obscene to be opened by him. She
moaned, partly in pleasure, partly in pain as the pressure increased on her
anus. He was opening her too wide, his
fingers stretching her tight opening until she thought he would tear her back
there. He finally stopped, his fingers
holding her open. “OOOHHH,” feeling his
hot air blowing into her hole. How humiliating. He kept her like that for a minute,
letting the men see inside her.
He fought her muscles as she tried to clench her anus
closed, but he stretched her open until he could see the dark insides of her
bowels. He finally released the hole,
watching as it quickly slammed shut. His
finger slid to the center of it, his thick finger pressing on it, pressuring
the hole to open and allow him to breach her asshole.
She braced for it, remembering last time when he
fingered her in her backside. But it
still shocked her when his finger that pressured her backside suddenly plunged
inside her, his slick finger slipping in until it pressed against the side of
her muscles in her rectum. It moved
around as it massaged her clenching muscles, the strange feeling of something
alive moving inside your bowels very disconcerting. His hand held her ass arched up as he
fingered her backside, his oiled finger twisting and turning as it drove deeper
inside her. Then she felt the girl’s
hands reach under her chest, cradling her hanging breasts, her fingers quickly
finding her nipples and snapping them to attention. Eriko was surprised that a girl could do it
to her so easily. She began to tug and
clench on her breasts and nipples as his finger squirmed deep into her bowels.
She finally felt the knuckles banging against her anus, his finger deep in her
guts.
She was so hot and tight inside, her muscles
clenching on and off his finger as he kept it moving until he was in as deep as
he could go. Eriko was moaning, her ass
almost fucking up and down on his finger, the girl stimulating her nipples at
the same time. He moved his other hand
between her legs, slowly sliding up between her thighs until he clenched her
crotch almost as if it were a ball. He
tightened his hand, forcing her ass up higher, driving his finger inside her
rectum deeper. He found his other hand
soaked in her juices, her lips pulled back and slick.
God, his hands felt so good. Even the girl’s hands on her nipples were
driving the desire to her loins. She saw
the men watching her get her backside plundered with his finger, four cocks out
now, hands stroking them up and down.
She felt wickedly dirty as they masturbated while her young, naked body
was stroked and plundered for their pleasure.
She wished a finger would enter her pussy. One did, but not where she expected. She suddenly was impaled on a second finger,
feeling as if a log was forced up her backside.
Her anus burned as it stretched so wide she thought it would tear, the
finger moving along side the other to plunge deep into her bowels. God,
they felt huge inside her. She
couldn’t do anything but shake her hips from side to side, painfully stretching
her insides as she did. She took a deep
breath as she tried to accommodate the fat fingers inside her.
His other hand slid down between her legs, lightly
touching her pussy lips as it slid up and down her wet slit. She moaned in pleasure, feeling her asshole
tighten on his fingers as he teased her pussy.
He pushed her pussy lips aside to slide his fingers along her wet, inner
lips, up and down her slit, teasing her by not touching her clit. She was too aroused, afraid she would cum if
he did. He wasn’t ready for her to cum
yet. He gave one quick thrust up her
asshole, burying his two fat fingers deep inside her, her ass rising up as if
she were trying to escape. His fingers
slowly slipped out her asshole, letting her muscles squeeze them until they
slipped out. Her asshole stayed open for
a minute, the stretched hole now red and abused.
She suddenly felt empty, the fingers leaving her
asshole after stuffing her full. She
almost regretted it. She felt them
untying her wrists, Eriko finally able to straighten her back again. She slumped down on the table as they removed
the red rope from her ankles.
“On your back now Eriko.” He watched as she turned over, her legs
clenched tightly together as if she could hide her treasures from the prying
eyes of the men behind the glass. They
were openly masturbating now, their naked cocks jutting out in front of them,
their hands slowing down as they waited for him to get Eriko in a good
position.
“Arms behind your head Eriko,” the girl speaking for
the first time.
Eriko felt her breasts rising up even higher as her
arms went over her head, her back arching slightly. It didn’t take long before she felt the rope
again, this time pinning her wrists together.
The girl made them tight, the rope digging into her wrists, making sure
that Eriko felt the helplessness of the situation. She felt her wrists pulled up higher as the
girl tied the rope beneath the table, forcing Eriko to arch her back higher as
if she were offering up her breasts.
Then she remembered the nipple clamps he showed her yesterday, a strange
tingling in her nipples as if she could almost feel them already.
He was already massaging her legs and thighs, his
hands rubbing sensuously up and down her sleek, oiled thighs, her legs already
relaxing, bending back slightly, her pussy beginning to flower open. Soon he would have her opened like a frog on
a dissecting table, her legs pinned back to show all of her treasures.
Eriko felt her body go limp as they both worked on
her, their powerful hands kneading her flesh.
He kept spreading her legs wider, his hands pushing out on her inner
thighs, making her bow her legs, Eriko not fighting the wonderful feelings as
his fingers teased so close to her pussy.
The girl’s hands were so soft, kneading her breasts, paying special
attention to her nipples. She never felt
them grow so large before, her fingers tugged at the tips, squeezing them and
releasing them, the blood rushing back into the sensitive tips swelling them
with pleasure. She knew that she was
preparing them for the clamps but she didn’t care, enjoying the attention. He moved to the other side, Eriko
accommodated, spreading her legs as he pulled her leg up until it bent at the
knee, his hand pushing on the inside of her knee until her leg spread wide,
until her knee almost touched the table.
Eriko’s ass was forced up from the table, the split of her legs aching.
They both
moved along side of her hips, each taking a piece of the red rope. Eriko found her legs drawn up, her feet flat
on the table, her knees bent. She could
feel her pussy lips spreading back as they spread her legs. She felt the rope slipping around her upper
leg, pinning it to her lower leg, the rope wrapped around four times before it
was secured tightly. “NNNOO,” she cried
out in pain as they pulled the rope beneath the table, forcing her legs to
spread back. Her ass rose up from the
table as the plane of her sex was forced flat, Eriko feeling her pussy lips
spread back obscenely. She still
couldn’t help the juices that gushed from her pussy as she watched the men
stroking their cocks faster, their eyes glued to her widely spaced crotch. She could only imagine how exposed she was,
sure they could see from her top of her clit all the way back to her grossly
exposed anus. Humiliated that they also
saw how aroused she was, positive that her pussy was glistening with her
juices.
She was pinned to the table, her legs splitting her pussy
open, her pink insides clearly visible for all to see. His hands rubbed along her labia, oiling her
puffy lips until they glistened. He
teased along her slit, rubbing the edge with his fingertip, letting the oil
leak inside her spread lips. Her inner
lips were so sleek and wet as he began the gentle masturbation of her. Her eyes were clenched tightly. “Open your eyes. They want to see you as you enjoy yourself.”
Eriko felt a pillow thrust under her head, her eyes
staring directly into the men. They were
stroking their cocks, her eyes moving down to watch as their hands gripped
their cocks so tight, ashamed at watching them, but also excited that her body
could incite such lust in them. She
could also see her sex clearly now. She
was shocked at how spread she was. Even
her clit stood out boldly, the pleasure button hard and red just like a
miniature cock. His fingers felt good as
they played with her pussy, sliding up and down her slit with ease. She felt the girl tugging on her nipples,
feeling the hardened buds stretched out.
The four hands were bringing her so much pleasure. She saw the light glistening on them out of
the corner of her eye, turning her head to see one of them in the girl’s
hand. They were tiny metal squares, not
more than an inch square, not very evil.
But looks were deceiving, the small metal screw sticking out one side
would make them ruthless. The screw
pushed out on a second metal bar inside the first, pushing it towards the other
side. It would trap whatever was in its
way, finally crushing it mechanically into the hard metal on the other
side. Crushing it unmercifully. What started out as exciting, now looked
ruthless. She felt her nipple swell as
the cold metal encased it, the girls’ fingers beginning to tighten the tiny
screw. She shivered when she felt the
cold metal touching her swollen nipple.
It was so impersonal, not like the warm touch of human hands. Her eyes stared at the metal clamp as it
moved against her flesh. “Please,” she
begged as it became more real.
The girl looked down on her, seeing the fear in
Eriko’s eyes as they screw slowly turned, the metals moving towards each
other. “Relax and take a deep
breath. Pain can be a delicious
feeling.”
Eriko was suddenly filled with two thick fingers, feeling
her pussy gripping them possessively.
“OOOHHH,” she moaned in pleasure as she finally felt filled. The fingers began a gentle fucking, Eriko
wishing she could move her hips, the rope keeping her pinned and spread to the
table. His other hand rubbed sensuously
on her perineum, teasing her, Eriko knowing where it was going. She almost forgot the clamp until she felt
her swollen nipple begin to get trapped between the unyielding metal. What began to be a pressure now was pinching
tighter, the girl not stopping, her finger continuing to turn the screw. Luckily the fingers inside her felt good, her
pussy clenching onto them as he continued to spear her with his fingers. He twisted and turned them inside her, Eriko
feeling his knuckles pushing harshly inside her. But she couldn’t deny the pleasure his finger
was bringing her. His other finger was
teasing around her anus, lightly touching the tiny hairs, making her clench her
cheeks tight, gripping his fingers inside her.
Her nipples swelled unbelievably as the unyielding metal pinched her
flesh. She could feel the blood rushing
to the tip, forced by the pinching metal.
When would she stop? Her nipple pounded, as if she had a heart
beating it in.
She continued to turn the screw, the pink nipple caught
just at the bottom, the blood forced to the tip. It swelled in pleasure, her finger slapping
back and forth over it as Eriko’s body shuddered from the unexpected pain. Eriko was moaning now, a combination of pain
and pleasure. She gave the screw one
last turn, Eriko’s mouth clenched tightly as her nipple was crushed beneath the
impersonal metal clamp. Her back arched
up high.
“OOOEEEE,” she moaned in pain as her nipple felt
crushed beneath the metal clamp. The
fingers snapped at her swollen nipple; Eriko had never felt such pleasure
before. She could feel the blood pumped
into her nipple, feeling as if it were ready to explode. She felt a tugging on her other nipple,
knowing it was being prepared for the other clamp, her fingers tugging and twisting
her nipple until she felt it swell in pleasure. Her pussy stretched as a third finger
entered her, feeling it slide along the others until they were both buried deep
inside her. The other clamp was poised
around her nipple, the girl beginning the tightening of the screw. Just when she felt the metal pressuring her
nipple, a fat finger was pushed unceremoniously inside her backside. Eriko jerked in the bondage that kept her
pinned to the table as they stimulated her body.
He felt her insides resisting his finger, forcing it
deeper inside her until he felt her rectal muscles clench onto his finger. He twisted and turned his finger, massaging
her insides, feeling his other three fingers separated by only a thin
membrane. Her breasts were arched up high,
the clamps biting painfully into her twin nipples, the girl snapping her
fingers over both of the blood engorged tips.
Eriko was a maze of conflicting emotions. Her sex was stuffed with fingers that shoved
in and out of her. Even her backside was
being reamed out with his finger, feeling the strange feeling deep in her
bowels as he sank his finger twisted and turned inside her. The ropes that held her legs bent and spread
prevented any movement, her sex unable to resist the probing fingers.
“Not too long at a time with the nipple clamps,” he
told the girl.
“EEEEEEHH.”
Eriko thought she would get relief when the girl’s fingers began to
loosen the screw. Instead of relief, the
blood rushed to the end of her nipple with a shooting pain that shot through
her breast. “NNOOO!” She begged the girl, but it did no good. Even her clamped nipple was not as painful as
when it was released. “OOOOWWW.” She screamed out again, her pussy clenching
on the thick fingers that impaled her.
The girl snapped her nipples back and forth. “Not again!”
Her eyes begged, but the clamps returned, trapping her nipples
again. She looked at the men, their
hands stroking their cocks faster now, her screams almost bringing their
orgasms. A finger began to tease her
clit, Eriko saw the girl move to one side, her soft hands slowly manipulating
her clit. It was gentle in comparison to
the bite of the clamps or the fingers that spread her open ruthlessly. Her insides were soaked with her juices, the
fingers fucking in and out noisily. She
didn’t know how much more she could stand, the bondage, the humiliation, the
clamps, the finger fucking all sending her body to the edge.
It was one of the men cumming that set her off. His hand jacked off his cock until he came,
his face contoured in pleasure as he shot his load of cum onto the glass, the
thick, white fluid dripping slowly down.
She tightened her pussy onto the fingers inside her, gripping them so
tight that he could barely move. She
wished she could close her legs together and trap the fingers inside her but
the bondage prevented it. But it also
sent her over the edge, her legs trying to close, the rope digging into her
flesh reminding her of how powerless she was.
It hit her like a train, the orgasm racing from her pussy to her
nipples, all of her erogenous zones shuddering from the stimulation. Another man came on the window as she
drenched the man’s fingers inside her, soaking his fingers as they plunged in
and out of her. Even the finger in her
backside felt good, her muscles clenching on it as it moved inside her. “EEEWWWW,” she screamed in pleasure the
girl’s finger snapping her pleasure button back and forth, igniting a lust in
her that consumed her. She almost passed
out as she came over and over, watching the men’s cum hit the window noisily as
she did.
He smiled as she came, her body jerking up and down,
her insides clenching uncontrollably on his fingers. The girl pulled the clamps off her one last
time, the sharp pain racing through her loins, mixing with the pleasure their
fingers brought her. The men behind the
window were happy, all of them cumming as they watched her body toss about in
her bondage, enjoying the wild gyrations as the young girl came under his
expert masturbation. She finally settled
down, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath. She was exhausted, her sex covered with her
juices, the sheet under her wet. Her
muscles gripped his slippery fingers as he pulled them out of her. She lay motionless as they removed the
bondage, stretching her legs out straight when released, not even caring, her
legs still spread wide.
Her body went limp as she tried to recover from the
multiple orgasms that they induced into her body. Just when she thought it was over, they removed
the clamps, the pain rushing to her nipples setting off another explosive
orgasm that raced through her loins. She
was relieved when they took the rope off of her, but she couldn’t move, her
muscles feeling like mush. She couldn’t
even close her legs. She felt the man
begin to wipe her off with a damp, warm cloth.
It hurt when it first touched her nipples, gradually his gentle touched
soothed the feelings back into them. It
bathed her sex, sliding up and down her slit, even rubbing gently over her anus
until she was dry.
The men had left as she tried to get dressed,
everyone leaving her alone. When she
went out to the lobby, he was there. She
almost felt too ashamed to say anything.
“I hope you enjoyed yourself. The men were very appreciative of you and
your lovely body. They mentioned they
had never seen a young girl orgasm such as you.” He smiled as she stood before him, dressed
almost demurely after being bound naked on his table.
She couldn’t believe she had done it, but her body
said she did. She was exhausted, wishing
she was back in her hotel bed, sure that she would masturbate many times
tonight, relieving the incredible experience in her mind. “Thank you very much. I can’t thank you enough.” She left quietly, sure that she would be
sharing this experience with her granddaughter in the future. She hoped that this was just the beginning of
new sexual experiences.
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