Chie and Sayuri (and me)

There was a series of small seats and hand-held shower heads. I took my own towel off, then hers.

"Turn and face them," I whispered. "May as well let them see you, get it over with, then we can just relax."

Sayuri stood and let the two men take a long look.

"Bruises?" one of the men said, pointing at the hickey.

"From having sex," I told them in English.

"Sex?" they laughed. "Okay okay."

"Very nice," one said, holding a thumbs up.

I washed Sayuri, then she washed me, each of us sitting on our little stool as the other one did it. I couldn't help but get hard as she soaped my cock. It was hidden when I sat, but difficult to stand up.

"Perhaps you better go get in first," I said gently, "Give me a chance to calm down."

Sayuri smiled and nodded, giving my erection a playful flick. She stood at the edge of the big bath, those two guys sitting across from her with small scrubbing towels over their groin, watching.

"This is so hot!" she said to those guys in Japanese, dipping a toe in and out.

"Yes, it is very hot for an indoor bath, perhaps because it's summer," said one of the guys. "That's why we are sitting up here, difficult to sit in the water for too long," said the other.

Sayuri tried to find privacy under the waterline, but she also couldn't last long. She stood thigh-deep in the water, her breasts and slit on show, using her hands to pour water over herself.

"This is your fiancé?" asked one of them.

"No, he is my colleague from work," Sayuri replied, contradicting my earlier introduction.

"But he said you two are having sex?" one guy gruffed in Japanese.

"Yes, but just casual, he's not my boyfriend. I asked if I could get a ride together from Tottori to Niigata. I'm just travelling with him."

"And you gave him sex? Just to get a lift?"

"He asked me to," Sayuri defended.

"Okay," one guy smiled. "Lucky him."

"Can I give you a lift anywhere?" the other teased.

Sayuri just smiled. When I came in they stopped talking. I didn't find the water too unbearable. I could sit in it, at least. It would have been nicer if it was a little cooler, but it was okay. Sayuri came over next to me, occasionally sitting down in the water but mostly standing. Those three got talking again in Japanese, I was too tired to concentrate. No one else came in, so it was just us four for a long time. No way were those two going to leave the bath with Sayuri there, both friendly and full-frontal nude. She was being nice, answering all their questions. From the bits I picked up, it was mostly about her 'adult' experiences.

"So, was that mostly about your sex life?" I asked back in the room later.

"Yes," she said blushing.

"You were being really nice to them. You didn't cover up at all, you let them stare, chatting all they wanted. It was really nice of you."

"It was their bath. I had to make them feel comfortable, I was intruding."

I put Sayuri onto the futon on her back, laying gently on her. I kissed her lips, her face, her neck.

"That feels nice," Sayuri whispered.

"Can I film me fucking you?" I asked.

Sayuri nodded, "Okay."

I set the phone up on the little short table to the side of us and left the lights on. For a long while I kissed her face and her neck, her shoulders, her breasts and her stomach, and thighs before eventually pushing my face against her smooth shaved vagina. With my tongue and my fingers, Sayuri went wild. Oral and digital got her wound up nicely, so I kept at her. Fingering, licking, sucking, flicking; I went crazy on her clit and her vaginal walls. Even so, I hadn't expected her to orgasm like she did. Screaming and contorting, Sayuri squirted fiercely. It was a miracle my face was out of the way. It was a second miracle that the camera was on the other side of me and caught it all on film. It spread further than the futon making even the tatami mat wet.

As Sayuri collapsed and panted, I lay next to her and let her calm back down from her high.

"What did you do to me?" she puffed.

"I think you like oral sex," I said, lightly touching her breast.

"I think I do too," she nodded, still breathless. "Please. What can I do for you? How can I make you feel good?"

"You can suck my cock," I suggested.

"Okay," Sayuri nervously replied. "How?"

I smiled. This would be fun... possibly.

"Well, hold the shaft, put it in your mouth, suck like you would an ice-block. When you feel it twitch, put your lips to the base of the cock head, here, and take the cum in your mouth. It will shoot in pretty fast. It will be hot, and taste weird, but hold on. Keep your mouth there till you feel the last bits go into your mouth. Then you drink it. Then put your lips to the tip of the cock and suck out any leaking bits. You got that? I need to go through it again?"

"You're going to cum in my mouth?" she asked nervously.

"Yeah. If you're going to suck cock, you gotta swallow. No point in stopping before the finish."

"Okay," Sayuri nodded uncertainly. "Will it taste bad?"

"I don't actually know," I said honestly. "You can find out."

"Okay."

Timidly, Sayuri shuffled down to mouth a cock for the first time. I had her position herself so the camera could film it all clearly.

"Most girls blow a guy before they fuck, so I guess this is catch up for you."

As best she could, Sayuri did as I asked. She was pretty good for a first timer; smiling and looking up at me as she did it, comfortable to have an erection on her tongue.

"Seems you're a both-way oral girl. Natural for you."

Sayuri didn't answer, she kept blowing and licking. She was good enough to get me to the edge. I held her head tight to stop her from recoiling when I blew. It was lucky I did. When my semen ejaculated into her mouth the shock of it was obvious. Sayuri tried to get the penis out of her mouth but I held firm. She squirmed and squealed as best she could with a mouth full of penis.

"Relax. Drink it," I told her calmly. "You gotta get used to that. This is the first of many."

I held her for long enough that Sayuri reluctantly gulped, then retched. The cum stayed down, but only just.

"Wow, you need to get better at that," I said paternally.

"I'm so sorry. There was so much. I didn't think it would be that much."

"Taste okay?"

Sayuri shook her head. "Can I get some water?"

"Go."

It was lovely to watch Sayuri walk naked around the room, into the bathroom and back. Even after just cumming, my cock half-hardened at the sight of her. I took the phone that was still recording and followed her around, filming her. Sayuri was delightfully embarrassed by it.

"Go get us some drinks from the vending machine in the hall?" I asked. I handed her a fistful of coins from my pants pocket in the floor. "No, no, without the robe."

"Are you serious?"

"Uh-Huh. Go on."

I filmed Sayuri timidly look around the door to see if anyone was coming. The vending machine was way down the other end.

"Shoo. Go. Quick. Before someone comes."

Sayuri half-ran down the hall. I wasn't half-hard anymore, I was rock solid. What a sight. What a girl. The sex may be a bit fumbly with Sayuri but she had a body to behold. She got to the end of the hall and took a first bottle from the machine, but the second seemed to get stuck. She looked at me for help, but I just smiled and shrugged. From somewhere to the left, a man came up behind Sayuri and asked in Japanese, "Can I help?"

Sayuri was in shock. Two conflicting instincts battled each other; the first instinct was to shriek and run away from being naked with a stranger, and secondly the Japanese instinct to be polite and deferential to an older person who just offered to help you.

I loved that the Japanese in her won out. She stood politely explaining what she had done as the guy knelt down to dislodge the drink stuck behind the chute door. He took his time! He happily took in her body as he twisted and jiggled the stuck bottle.

I zoomed and got it all on video, including a bright-red Sayuri walking back toward me with two small sake bottles in her hands.

"Oh my god," Sayuri squealed, dashing into the room. I didn't say anything. I'd just cum but I was as hard as I've ever been. I lay Sayuri on her back on the futon and struck straight up her bare pussy.

"You're soaking wet," I said, surprised. It had never been so easy to get my cock in her. "You like showing off."

"Fuck me," was her only reply.

Having just cum, this time I had tremendous control. I fairly nailed Sayuri; me on top, then her on top, then spun over from behind. Exhaustion brought us to a halt rather than climax. Cock and cunt could have gone on.

"You are amazing," I told her, holding her from behind, fully inserted. "I can't believe you just stood there and let that guy look at you."

"I could see him get hard," she said.

"Really? Wow. What would you expect, I got hard myself. I still am, thinking about it."

"Guys really like my body, huh?" she turned back and said.

"Yes! You like that?"

"Of course. It's flattering that guys have interest in it."

"You like showing them?"

"Yeah, maybe, after everything you made me do, maybe I do," Sayuri smiled and admitted.

"So we should find more ways for guys to see you naked?"

"Hmmm. Then you can give me this afterwards," Sayuri purred, pushing harder at my cock.

"You like fucking now, huh?"

"Hmm, this time it felt good."

Sayuri turned back again and kissed my mouth as I gave small sloppy humps at her pussy.

"Seems you're an exhibitionist," I said into the kiss.

"What's that?"

"A girl that gets wet showing her body in public."

"Maybe. It's possible. When I saw that guy got hard, I wanted to keep showing him."

"Yep. We found your thing."

I rolled Sayuri on to her tummy and pounded her again.

"Round two," I yelled out.

With the mountain air and all the sex, Sayuri and I slept really well that night. We woke early. There was no breakfast as part of our stay so I was able to slowly kiss, suck and fuck my bedmate without being walked in on. This time it was hard work again getting my morning wood into her.

"You're funny. Standing in the hall naked gets you more wet than having your cunt sucked."

"It's not my fault!"

"Whose fault is it, if not yours?"

"It just the way it is, not by choice."

"Out you go then, one dash up and down the hall."

"What? Now? It's morning."

I climbed off her and we looked slyly out the room door. It was too busy, hardly a moment some guest or staff wasn't walking along or going up and down the stairs at the end of the hall. But just the thought of doing it turned on Sayuri's tap. With just her head out the door I entered her from behind. It was easy, Sayuri was super sloppy, super turned on.

"Wow, this really is your thing," I grunted.

"Hey, careful, you're pushing me out the door."

It wasn't on purpose, but one guy who came out of his room two doors down stopped in his tracks at the sight of Sayuri's jiggling breasts as I nailed her. When I finally worked out why she was fussing, we pulled Sayuri back into the room and it was enough to set off fireworks between her legs.

"He saw me, having sex," she groaned as I pushed her against the back of the door, cunt squelching loudly on each thrust. I wasn't in the mood to cum, but I was seriously in the mood to fuck, as was Sayuri after her fix of public nudity. We rolled all over the room frantically mating.

"Mike, please. You have to keep doing this to me. When we go home, you can't stop. Please."

"You like cock now?"

"The way we do it, yes."

"Can you stay over if I fuck you?"

"Of course."

"And if Chie also sleeps with me, how you feel about that?"

"I don't mind, but do I have to be there? Can we do it on different days?"

"Why, you don't like being there together? You were in the room when I was fucking her in Kinosaki."

"I don't mind watching you two do it, but the way we discovered that I like it... it's a bit strange to admit I let men see me. I don't think I could be this wet if she was there with us."

"Yeah, okay. I agree. The way to get you turned on is a bit strange. I don't think Chie can stay over anyway, so we should be able to have alone time."

"Good," Sayuri beamed, then kissed me. Fiercely.

"You better go on the pill though. I don't think I'm going to be able to stop myself from cumming in you forever."

"Okay."

We left the inn early enough in the morning to stop at the mixed onsen again, on the way to pick Chie up. This time we were old hands, walking confidently down the path to the bath and undressing without the hesitation or nervousness of the day before. There were seven old guys that looked like buddies, and regulars. They literally cheered when Sayuri stood nude on the edge of the waters asking if she could come in. A few of them were looking for hidden cameras; it seemed like some cheesy plot of a cheap Japanese porn movie. But when Sayuri started talking with everyone normally about work and study where she lived and what she was planning to do after school, the men realized they simply had a beautiful normal girl naked in the pool with them. It was a nice experience for everyone, Sayuri included. I made her explain in Japanese that she would give a blowjob to one of them, and only one of them, if they could all agree which guy could have it. I thought there was no way they could sort themselves out, the challenge for six guys to all agree it would not be them would be too much. But they did, and impressively quickly. The guy they chose was the 'baby', he was only sixty-five, and as Sayuri translated, he was the only one they had faith was going to be able to maintain an erection and get all the way through to cumming. They were happy to stand around feeling her up as she did it though, eventually getting the old guy to blow. The cheer could be heard down the valley when she stood up and swallowed.

I knew the public sex would get Sayuri wet, and it made things especially nice for me; back in the car park in the back seat for fifteen minutes, my dear Sayuri showed me just how turned on she was from being nude and sucking cock in front of strangers.

"Your cunt is on fire," I said, sweating. Sayuri couldn't reply, she was too busy fucking. It had been a pivotal couple of days.

We got to Chie's aunt's place on time but we hadn't had lunch, so Chie had to watch Sayuri and I stop for a ramen down the road before we headed onto the highway to Niigata. We didn't tell Chie everything that happened, especially about other guys seeing and touching Sayuri's body. She wanted to keep that to ourselves.

After getting caught with her pants off by her aunt, Chie had been dragged to the doctor for a morning-after pill, and the doctor had given Chie the contraceptive pill to start from her next period.

"So, you have to stop cumming in me for a while," she said seriously.

"For a while," I repeated.

Sayuri's house was first, we got there around six in the evening. Given our connection, it was a strangely unaffectionate goodbye.

"Call me?" she said, walking off, leaving me to Chie. Not even a kiss.

"So," I said as we pulled away. "You wanted to fuck before I took you home, no?"

"I can't."

"What?"

"My aunty told my mum what happened. They'll be waiting for me already."

"Seriously? That's disappointing."

"There's a park near home. You could do me there if we can hide somewhere, if you're quick?" she suggested.

"No," I laughed. "Can you come to my place tomorrow?"

"I'll try," she promised.

So after an intensive two days and nights of young passionate sex with teens, I was suddenly home in my apartment alone.

"Probably a good thing," I told myself, looking around at the amount of spring cleaning to do. I picked up an udon and a couple of beers from the shop downstairs and set about cleaning; changing sheets, mopping the floor and scrubbing the kitchen - just in case either of my two girls decided they really did want to come visit.

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Sayuri walked in the door at home two days after her brother-in-law.

"Good road trip?" he asked nervously. It was the first time they had seen each other since walking back to camp from a love hotel holding hands.

"It was okay. Where's Sis?"

"Pilates class."

"Oh, okay."

Sayuri took her bags down the hall and into her room. She began unpacking and sorting out what needed to be washed. After a few minutes Daisuke stood in her doorway.

"Everything okay?" he checked.

"Yeah. Really good."

"You and me," Daisuke clarified, "We're good?"

"Of course," Sayuri said without a hint of sarcasm.

"You don't wanna talk about it?"

"About what?" she said, happy to engage but unsure of the exact topic.

"About what happens now?"

"Now?"

"We spent the night naked. Now we have to live in the same house with Maya."

"I spent the night naked. You had your pants on," Sayuri corrected, smiling.

"Okay, you spent the night naked, with me there next to you. So what now? Do we pretend it never happened, or...."

"Or? What's on your mind?"

"Or... we do it again?"

Sayuri stopped folding the clean clothes away and looked at her sister's husband. Just a few days ago she would have been torn at the dilemma. After her two days on the road, she had formed an entirely more indifferent view.

"Do it again?"

"Have sex."

"You wanna do that?"

Daisuke shrugged. He'd struggled to get her body off his mind. As he came home to the open legs of his wife two days previous, he couldn't help but picture it was Sayuri, not Maya, that was under him begging him to go harder and deeper.

"Maybe. What do you want to do?" Daisuke asked.

"I think we do what we said in Tottori. We come home to a normal life. We recognize we shared a nice night together, and of course I won't mind when you see me naked anymore because you've already seen it. Though it would be better if Maya's not here when I'm walking around you with no pants on."

"What about touching?"

"In a normal life, I don't think you would usually touch your wife's sister."

"No," Daisuke sighed. "But I can look?"

"Yeah, I don't mind that," Sayuri smiled. "Better not get caught, though."

"Can I see now?" he asked.

Sayuri hesitated. The thought of showing her body gave her a tingling feeling. It was something she wanted to do; but in the back of her mind were the hickeys on her tits and her shaved cunt. If Daisuke saw it, there would be explaining to do.

"You first," Sayuri said. "It's my turn to look."

Daisuke nodded. He undid his button and zip, pulling his trousers and underwear down. With only a t-shirt, Sayuri could see his erection unimpeded. Nodding at how clean and strong it looked, she instinctively moved closer. Daisuke gasped as Sayuri gripped the erection and tugged.

"Agh... I thought... no touching?" he said taking a deep breath. Sayuri didn't reply. She had waited years to have Daisuke's cock in hand. She gripped and tugged and reached down to squeeze and feel his balls.

Daisuke's brain went zap. He reached out to grip and pull up Sayuri's dress. She was close enough that he couldn't see down there that she was shaved bare. Sayuri instinctively let go of his cock and turned to hide her hairless pussy from him. Sayuri tried to stop him from lifting her dress up and over her head, but Daisuke was in a determined mood. Sayuri let it go before it ripped.

Assuming she had no underwear in readiness for him, Daisuke reached around and gripped Sayuri's breasts, still unaware they were riddled with hickeys. His erection burned against her back and backside.

"Are you going to fuck me?" Sayuri asked nervously, as Daisuke squeezed her breasts and tongued her ear.

"As often as I can."

Fortuitously for Sayuri, her sister's return home intervened. As they heard the front door open, Sayuri broke from Daisuke's grip, and walked forward to lean on her dresser. Keeping her front away from him to hide the sex she'd had on the road, she leant over and stuck her ass back at Daisuke. She pretended to be offering her pussy to him.