An Englishwoman in Japan Ch. 05

Her lewd words and the pictures they painted instantly did their job. The incredibly erotic image of this dark-skinned beauty—her full, naked breasts swaying erotically on her tanned body as she pumped down on my husband—was suddenly too much. My moans came out like a series of reverberations, bouncing from the back of my throat as my senses went into overload.

When she twisted her fingers inside me and lightly stroked my clit with the pad of her thumb, she might as well have flipped a detonator.

Luciana covered my orgasmic cries by kissing me again, her lips wet and soft, and once the tremors began to subside she turned me around so that I was looking at our reflections in the mirror. Her appearance was just as sexy and composed as when we'd first met, whereas I was gasping like a just-fucked streetwalker.

"That was just for starters," her heavily accented voice sensually promised in my ear. "Just wait until we get you back to our hotel suite."

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Orochi and Nana's penthouse suite was on the top floor of the 5-star Westin hotel and was as luxurious a dwelling as I'd ever experienced. The view afforded of the amazing city below us was mind boggling and Orochi was standing beside Nick at the window, pointing at something or other in the distance, while Luciana opened a bottle of champagne from the bar.

Yoko and Hiutsu had taken us to the hotel in their limousine, before leaving the four of us to whatever the night held. I had been hoping they would take Nick with them, drop him off at our apartment, and leave me alone with Orochi and Luciana. He was so drunk he would probably have fallen asleep on our apartment floor. But instead, Luciana had given me that knowing smile of hers as she'd insisted he accompany us back to their suite.

I couldn't help but shiver at the recollection of her lewd words in the restroom.

"Perhaps you'd like to watch me fuck him while Orochi takes you from behind..."

Was that what she had in mind?

"This place is amazing," I nervously told her, as she turned away from the bar and held up a flute of champagne.

It was filled to the brim and, when some of the bubbly slid over the top and down the outside of the glass, her eyes stayed on mine as she made a point of licking the liquid from the side with her long tongue.

"We believe in luxury," she smiled, handing me the flute and unexpectedly closing in for a long, sensuous kiss.

I could hardly breathe as our lips eventually parted and, with a delicious grin, she turned back to the bar.

"Almost as much as we believe in sex," she added over her shoulder.

I glanced across at Nick to see if he'd been watching us, but he and Orochi were still enjoying the view from the window. Orochi had his hand around his shoulder and such was Nick's intoxicated state that I doubted he would even have been able to stand by himself without some support.

"You're husband is so cute," Luciana told me, turning back to me and tucking a few loose strands of my blonde hair behind my ear. "Have you ever seen him with another woman?"

So there it was. Out in the open. She was going to fuck him. I bashfully shook my head, not trusting myself to speak.

"Then tonight will be the first time," she sensuously told me as she picked up the two glasses she'd poured for the men. "You with Orochi and me with Nick. It will be sexy to watch, yes?"

My pussy flooded at her words.

It wasn't just my husband, but rather the thought of watching this hot Brazilian woman gyrating on any man was more than enough to get my juices flowing. Nick had consumed so much alcohol that I could imagine him curling up in the corner of the suite and falling asleep before she'd even started. In some ways, I wished he would. That would leave this beautiful couple to me and me alone...

"Come on, let's go join them," Luciana told me, breaking my thought.

My body felt like it was floating as we walked across to the window—it wasn't just Nick who was over his alcohol limit. But even so, the booze didn't diminish the heady anticipation of what was about to take place. I could feel the sexual heat inside me as I watched Luciana hand the men their drinks and bring Nick's free hand to her right breast as she kissed my husband. It was a long, open-mouthed prolonged kiss, designed to make a statement.

I glanced at Orochi, hoping I wasn't blushing, and he simply smiled at me as he raised his glass and calmly toasted to 'a beautiful night ahead'.

I couldn't help myself as I sidled closer to him and kissed him full on the lips. If it worked for Luciana, then it worked for me too. And yet although the sexual feelings inside me were intense, at the same time I couldn't help but feel uneasy. One part of me wanted to sate my lust with this handsome playboy and his stunning young wife, but another just wanted to kiss my husband and let him know that we could still work our problems out.

The thought left my mind the moment Orochi handed me his glass and then slid both of his hands through the loose gaps at the side of my dress. I gasped as his cool palms cupped my naked breasts.

"I can promise you," he whispered in my ear as his fingers found my nipples. "This will be a night to remember forever."

Arousal surged through me. Arousal unlike anything I was used to feeling with Nick. Suddenly, I just wanted to feel this man's cock inside me. His fingers were pulling on my nipples now and I dropped both flutes and their contents to the carpeted floor as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

"I want you," I told him, unable to hide the desperation in my voice.

"I know," he arrogantly replied, twisting my nipples. "But tell me this, are you as good a cocksucker as my wife?"

His forehead nudged my head in the direction of Nick. Luciana had pushed him down onto one of the sofas, unzipped his trousers and taken him into her mouth. He had both eyes closed and it even looked as if he could be asleep, except for the way one of his hands was stroking her dark hair.

"She's very good," Orochi said, taking my hand and leading me to the other couch across from the couple. "Are you?"

Even as I began to sink to my knees, eager to accept the challenge, his hands were working my shoulder straps down and then tugging my dress downwards. Beneath, I wore only the black thong that his wife had so recently slid her fingers inside, and I paused just long enough for him to drink in my nakedness before dropping to my knees.

"I'll let you be the judge," I huskily told him, flicking my tongue across my lips as I unbuckled his belt, pulled it free, unzipped him, and then theatrically yanked his white boxer shorts to his knees.

His erect cleanly-shaven cock was beautiful and I took a moment to admire the way it bent slightly to the left before taking him deep inside my mouth.

From the angle, I could see Luciana's dark hair bouncing around her head on the sofa near us as her mouth went after Nick's cock like a dog with a bone. I'd never seen a wilder blow job, even in all the porn I'd watched. But Orochi had set me a challenge and I wasn't going to be found wanting!

His wife was hot, wild and passionate, and that told me this needed to be the slowest, most sensual blow job he'd ever been privileged to experience.

For the next twenty minutes I took him to the edge and back more times than I could remember. To begin with, his cockhead was my prisoner, there to be licked and lapped before I eventually took it inside my mouth. On the couple of occasions some pre-cum appeared, I swiped it with my tongue, letting him seeing it rest there on the very tip before I swallowed and then licked my lips.

I dribbled saliva down his length, my eyes holding his as I slowly rubbed it into his hard flesh; my hands stretched around his thick girth before my mouth descended and then I took him deep in my throat, holding him there, almost gagging before I slid him back to the very edge of my lips again.

Drooling even more saliva down his shaven shaft, this time I licked it in, covering every inch of flesh with my tongue and constantly watching his reaction as he began to groan. My smiling eyes were enough to calm him every time he tried to force his cock back between my lips again and, to reward his obedience, I dropped my mouth to his testicles and sucked each one in turn while my corkscrewing fingers continued to tease his throbbing thickness.

And just when I had him used to the gradual tease of my lips, I jammed my mouth firmly over him and machine-gunned up and down until his entire body tensed. My timing had to be perfect and it was. Each time it seemed he couldn't contain himself, I circled his cockhead with my thumb and index finger, holding back the threatened surge just before he could let go.

This was a blow job he was going to remember long after tonight was over.

I'd been so lost in my loving ministrations that I'd almost forgotten that Luciana and my husband were only a short distance away. She was naked now, apart from her suspender belt, stockings and high heels.

That woman knew how to be sexy!

Her tanned body was everything I imagined—curves everywhere without even a hint of excess fat, incredibly high breasts with dark-brown nipples on their crests, and a tight labia that was already engulfing my husband's cock.

As she rode him, I felt a tinge of melancholy mixed with my arousal. How had it come to this? I was still married, wasn't I? Until we'd arrived in Tokyo, I was completely in love with my husband. Maybe I still was? No, that wasn't true. Once upon a time, we had been a normal, married couple, looking to improve our lives, but now we'd drifted miles apart.

The sadness drifted away as I watched the dark-haired beauty ride my husband. She wasn't just fucking him, she was devouring him. I don't think I'd ever seen such carnality. She fucked with her head, neck, shoulders, breasts, hips, thighs and her legs as well as her cleanly shaven sex.

In typical Latin American way, it seemed that every single part of her body was involved in the act...

Fingernails digging into his still clothed chest, head thrown back, red lips half-open, I don't think I'd ever seen such a sexy sight. And the way she'd begun to chant with each cock-length bounce only added to the moment.

Nick's eyes were fully clothed and I really couldn't tell if he was awake under the onslaught. That would be typical of him. The best fuck he was ever likely to get in his life—except for me, of course—and he'd fallen asleep. Not that it would have mattered to Luciana. His hard cock was all she needed.

I could feel the need rise in me as I watched her and I machine-gunned my mouth down on Orochi once more, but this time I had no intention of stopping until I had what I needed. He groaned, he gurgled and then he came—fast and hard in my mouth. I did my best to swallow it all, but ended up choking a little at the copious amount. This was impressive, very impressive...

When some of his cum dripped down my chin, onto my breasts, I greedily followed it with my fingers, scooping it up on my fingertips and letting Orochi watch as I fed the creamy liquid between my lips again.

"We don't want to waste any, do we?" I wantonly asked.

He laughed as he pushed himself upwards, his thick cock dangling imperiously between his thighs.

"If you didn't already know, I was imagining that all the way through dinner," he said with a salacious grin. "Now let me get you more champagne to wash it down and then I'll be ready to go again."

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Orochi had been as true as his word. Between his and his wife's ministrations, I'd cum so hard, so many times, that I was having trouble focusing. Yet the lust inside me just continued to expand and grow.

The heat in my body was like a furnace.

Nick had passed out a long time ago and I wondered if he would have any recollection of the evening tomorrow? If he did, I wasn't even sure he'd have known I was in the room. Not that it mattered anymore. In between the intense sexual couplings, I'd already decided that our marriage was over.

"Big, isn't he?" Luciana seductively whispered in my ear, bringing me back to the present.

Orochi was, although not as big as a couple of the masseuses I'd been with. Still, size wasn't everything, I thought, as I reached out to curl my fingers around his still impressive hardness. How many men could go this long?

"Want to suck him again?" she teasingly asked.

The needy look in my eyes answered for her and she smoothed my damp blonde hair back before pushing my head forward. I let out a moan of appreciation as I eagerly covered his veiny shaft with my mouth again.

I really couldn't get enough of his thick cock.

And this time, I wasn't in the mood to tease...

Orochi sucked in air as I wrapped my mouth around him, my chin bouncing against his testicles as I enthusiastically went back to work.

His sexually-insatiable wife took immediate advantage by eagerly slipping down between my thighs and lapping at my glistening sex with long, powerful strokes of her tongue. I'd done the same to her when she'd blown her husband, loving the way her clutching hands had fastened onto my blonde locks as she'd pushed her body upwards and screamed out her orgasm.

I curled one leg around her tanned back as she tongued me, and settled into a steady rhythm sucking her husband's cock. His eyes were shut as she revelled in the moment, and when I surprised him by reaching out to playfully squeeze his heavy testicles, his cock jumped deliciously in my throat.

"Yes..." he grunted, opening his eyes to gaze approvingly at me as I swallowed him all the way into the back of my throat. "Yes... like that..."

His Japanese accent was even heavier and thicker when he was this aroused. I loved that.

Sliding his hardness back out, I opened my legs even wider to accommodate Luciana's tongue and fingers before starting to fuck him with my mouth. Luciana's blow jobs could be wild and uninhibited. So could mine.

The tension in his balls under my clutching palm made me purr. He'd soon be ready to cum again. How many times tonight was that? It seemed there was no end to his ability to give me his creamy seed and then recover again.

I squeezed his testicles again, first his right and then his left, sucking like a dervish. I could sense him trying to hold back but he didn't have a chance. Not when I was in this mood. When I took him deep inside and was still able to curl my tongue around him, the sensation was enough to send him over the edge. His body jerked like a puppet as he fired into my mouth, coating the back of my throat with that wonderful creaminess again.

Even as I began to lick him clean, I felt Luciana turning me onto my back, and I growled out my pleasure as I realised what was on her mind. When she straddled my head and lowered her glistening folds to my mouth, I curled my fingers around her tanned thighs and tried my best to hold onto her undulating body as she began to face-fuck her new conquest.

I didn't want this night to ever end...

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Lying spread eagled on the large bed, worn out from the constant sex but still needing more, I felt my mouth go dry as I watched Luciana fuck her husband. The mattress bounced as their passion increased, and they were so close that I could stroke either of their perspiring flanks if I simply reached out my arm.

The voluptuous woman's sexual thirst was unquenchable, and she constantly changed position as she took her husband from one high to another.

Orochi's stamina was impressive, too. Whenever Luciana and I separated from our own sensual lovemaking, and urged him to fuck one of us again, he had continually proven up to the task.

Despite the aches I could feel in every part of my body, I found my hand sliding to my swollen sex as I watched them. The dark-skinned woman looked like a Sex Goddess as she gyrated on her husband's lap, taking what was hers. Her dark sweat-drenched hair bounced on her tanned shoulders, her fabulous breasts danced an erotic dance on her perfect body, and if anything her appetite for sex had grown even more ravenous as the night had worn on.

Her eyes flickered towards me and she nodded approvingly as I began to play with myself. I couldn't help it. Every time I had thought I couldn't take any more, that I was utterly exhausted from our sexual activities, I only had to look into her sexy brown-green eyes, at those pouting 'Angelina Jolie' lips, or her gravity-defying breasts with those brown nipples, and I was ready to go again.

She looked directly into my eyes as she gyrated in circles on her husband, breasts thrust forward as she rested her hands in her dark hair. She started to talk to me in her native Portuguese, telling me dirty, sexual things I was sure.

The erotic sight and husky words made me dizzy with desire for her.

She was aware of that, too. The wanton expression on my face gave my need away and the soft smile that touched her lips confirmed that she understood. But all in good time, her eyes were telling me. She'd finish fucking her husband first and then she'd give me her body—again—to do with as I wanted.

And afterwards, after a brief rest, we'd start all over again...