On a side street right near the BBC in London, there is a tiny Japanese boutique with ancient, priceless contents.
Behind the little counter, she towered over the other salesgirls at what must have been about 5’-8”. She was thin and had perfectly conical, firm young tits. They were unrestrained bulging out of the arm openings of her loose shift which came down to but barely covered her ass cheeks. Her hips flared out wide, her perfect ass was firm, and her legs were athletic, toned, and long.
The nipples were twice the normal size, jutting way out from her chest, pointing in different azimuths like beacons, and very very dark. Her skin was warm-colored and flawlessly smooth with skin like burnished ivory. The Straight expensively-cut hair was dyed mat black, thick, and cut evenly to her shoulders. Her eyes were as black and shiny as a Steinway, huge and deep, with perfectly curved long mascara-less eyelashes. The nails like daggers were lacquered jet black as well, but watch out for that index finger.
She said in halting Japanglish “Can I hepp you, Sir Lobit?”
Reading her name from the tag, I asked “May I see that seventeenth-century wooden box on the top shelf, Muki.” It was small, hand-carved, and decorated with iron hinges and straps. “Edo Dynasty, isn’t it?”.
She said, “Ohh, this is velly special and rare.”
She placed it on a velvet pad on the counter and opened the lid carefully to reveal a pair of exquisitely carved antique dildos, one leather, and one ivory. I think I caught her in a sly smile as our eyes locked with the same thought. I handed my exclusive black American Express card to her and said, “I gift this box to you, Muki. Get your coat, we’re leaving.”
She lit up inside, smiled, and said, “Sank you, Sir Lobit” in her best attempt at saying my name in English. Muki wrapped the box, charged my card, and put on a tiny, rabbit-fur cape that failed to completely cover her large jiggling tits.
Muki thought to herself, “When I saw the car pull up across the street I knew at once it was him.” I read in the Times last week about him, just returned from commando duty in the Middle East with Her Majesties Secret Service as a hero of combat, a Peer, posh family estate, and most eligible bachelor in the country. He made her wet and silly just thinking about him. Handsome, rugged as a football player, properly educated at Uni, a gorgeous hunk of man.
Sir Robert mused to himself, “I had the silver Zagato SS parked in the ‘NO PARKING OR STANDING’ zone right in front of the shop with two Bobbys watching over it, so it was easy for us to get away. I held her hand and the car door for her giving me the opportunity to watch her lower herself gracefully into the low car. She held her knees tightly together, backed into the bucket seat, lowered her ass, and spread her flawless, muscular thighs strategically for me to see her delicious legs all the way up to her naked pussy. She hesitated to make sure I saw her fully and smiled a little smile. I returned the smile. Her eyes were locked on the massive erection outlined in my trousers. We sped away into daytime London traffic to my City flat.”
As soon as we were in the flat she went directly to the bedroom and climbed onto the big satin-sheeted bed, leaving her dress as it were behind in a trail on the carpet. She got up onto all-fours with her large tits spreading out from under her torso, and her face pressed into the sheet. She turned her head to one side so she could see herself in the wall-sized mirror angled strategically for our viewing pleasure. She saw clearly her up-tilted ass and vulva as well as my balls and out-sized penis approaching her.
I had walked in and removed my trousers and shorts, getting on my knees behind her. My penis was barely an inch from her vagina. The juice was leaking out of her slit and running down her golden thighs. He slid his cock across her pussy lips lightly, teasing and giving her a predilection of what was to come. He slapped her lips once or twice with the head and pressed it into the open slit. She gasped again.
At the bottom of her back curve were her firm bum cheeks, the dark anal pucker showing, the tight, dark brown wrinkled sphincter just lower than the surface. On down came a narrow creased pair of skin-folds just above the top of the peach-like ball of her vulva. The vulva was large and spherical with a crenelated pair of narrow lips peeking out of the major cunt. It was rosy in color displaying the beginning of her arousal. It hung as ripe fruit should topping her thighs. Droplets of juice oozed out of the cleft and began to leak down her thighs. It was big enough to fill my large man’s hand. Her pendulous breasts swung slightly from her chest, nipples touching the sheets.
I leaned into her a bit so the cock-head kissed her outer lips. She moaned as her clitoris expanded and projected out of her slit. I wiggled my hips a bit teasing her lips and crushing the clitoris, which began its swelling and parting dance, opening naturally to me. She uttered a guttural swear in Japanese.
I wiggled some more and she gasped. The cunt grew fatter, inner lips rolled outward, and the inner lips opened some more. I could see the color reddening inside her vagina. More juice ran out. The cock head swelled more, turning purple, and pumped with blood. She made a whimpering sound as if she had been stabbed. Her tits and thighs shook.
I tensed my buttocks and forced her vulva open with a violent thrust of the cock. She cried out banging back onto the cock. It reached her inner button and hit her hard. She let out an ear-splitting squeal, screaming and laughing at the same time. She was breathing hard now as we broke into a synchronized violent rhythm of thrusting and pussy fucking.
It slowly crawled out of the vagina, still fat not shortening. Creamy cum spilled out of her and the cock too, running across her leg and down her ass. We both watched in the wall-to-wall mirror adjacent to the bed. We smiled, momentarily sated.
Early in the morning, she woke early and looked across the big bed at his cute, hard ass, balls lolling on his thick muscular thigh, short, thick flaccid cock, dried cum all over himself and the sheets. She had quietly and stealthily bound his wrists to the headboard, and then his ankles to the footboard, and a pair of her soiled panties over his eyes. He was her captive, she laughed inwardly.
She climbed onto his chest careful not to wake him yet and sat on him with her pussy lips almost in contact with his mouth. Her smooth, soft mound was still swollen from the pounding he had given her last night and again, it was beginning to leak. She wanted his first waking sensation to be the scent of her sex within a tongue’s length of her vagina.
She took his nipples in her fingers and began to squeeze them. He stirred, mumbling something incomprehensible. She leaned in and licked his ear and neck and bit him hard. She watched as his big, innocent blue eyes began to open. His nostril twitched, and he began to smile. He had begun to smell her pussy.
He tried to get up and suddenly realized he was tied. She inched closer until her cunt just touched his lips. He smiled broadly and sucked her labia into his mouth.
She would devote herself to anticipating and satisfying his every sexual impulse. It was her time now before even he had the idea, to suck and fuck him every way she knew. The excitement made her crazy to begin. His Geisha, slave, pet, toy, fuck bucket, lover.
She began by toying with his soft cock, rolling it and squeezing the head. Then, a little sucking, and back to the rolling. She took his huge balls and rolled them and flicked them around, feeling the big soft one first, then the hard little one. She fingered his asshole and stretched it open.
She rose from the bed leaving him almost in tears and picked up her mobile, calling Suzy, her gal pal. She talked with Suzy for a long, casual time, watching him in agony trying to stimulate himself to orgasm with his hands restrained while she fiddled with the phone. When she had fully informed Suzy of what she was doing, she went back to the bed and climbed on his now pointed-at-the-sky penis, and sat on it, penetrating herself deeply. She rocked from side to side shaking her full breasts in front of his face.
He exploded deep up her vagina with some blasts of thick, cream, followed by her slow, full-body orgasm that went over the top and kept going for minutes. She began to untie him as she came down, thinking, “It’s only Friday, we have all weekend to fuck before I have to go back to the shop. Besides, Suzie will be here very soon and then we can fuck him together.”
