My Japanese Waitress, Miyuki Pt. 01

This is part one of my story about my first Japanese love. It will be an adventure of at least three stories. In the first part, I meet Miyuki and have dinner with her, but being somewhat of a douchebag, I end up fucking someone else.

Hope you like it, I am not an english speaking native, so bare with me on the grammar part.

The first time I saw Miyuki was in the restaurant about a year ago. She was a petite Japanese woman with very fashionable, but professional clothes and a demure attitude. She seemed about 19 or 20, poised, confident, yet somehow fragile.

She was extremely gorgeous and I watched her night after night waiting the tables.

Eventually, I started talking to her and found out she was attending a local university and lived with her mom and dad in an apartment nearby. I was 44, married, 6' tall, with a good build, but still, I was only a man and I found her.... intoxicating.

I love my wife and family, but I have had my share of hand-jobs during massages and had sex with lots of Vietnamese and Thai hookers when I traveled to Southeast Asia for work.

Those women were always dressed very sexy in short shirts or tight shirts, but Miyuki was the opposite, totally tailored, with a perfectly combed short black bob haircut and a tight sweater under her blazer with a long tight skirt. I could tell that her thighs were thin and firm and that her ass was very minimally shaped, round and inviting, and fairly big for her small frame, not black-girl-curvy but she pushed out her skirt a bit, nice and round, not very Japanese. Her waist was narrow, accentuating the size of her butt. Her body was strangely enough very western and not as boy-ish as most Asian girls.

She had wavy pitch-black hair, dark, Asian eyes, and a taste for makeup and mascara.

Every now and then she would wear long, slim pants and I loved how her butt-crack separated her round small cheeks.

Miyuki was fairly tiny and just made five feet, and her breasts, the size of small coconuts, and looked extremely balanced.

The first time I met Miyuki, my wife sat across the table from me, and the waitress, Miyuki, was extremely attentive, bending down lower and more often then she had to, showing me her delightful cleavage, probably unintentional. She was wearing either a very skimpy bra or none at all, because I could see her erect nipple poking through her blouse, or I was probably dreaming and reading in too much of the situation. 
Either way, I don't remember much about the food or about our dinner conversation because my thoughts were mostly lustful ones about her, and I left a much bigger tip than I ever dared mention to my wife.

During the year, I found out that she had to pay for her school herself since her mom and dad didn't have any money and this was the way she made her money.

Several times while fucking my wife I would imagine Miyuki's body and my cock would thicken and my pace would quicken and I always ended up having really huge orgasms. My wife really liked it, but I never told her that it was because I envisioned the tight body of a small Japanese girl.

One evening I asked Miyuki if she wanted to go to dinner with me, when my wife was back home, and I was on a business trip. You sicko, I wouldn't do that if my wife was with me. You perv.


Miyuki hesitated but agreed and two days later, I picked her up at the restaurant, she didn't want me to know where she lived.

Once we arrive at the Japanese restaurant, I, of course, offered to hold the door for her, well I did have an altering motive actually, watching her perfect ass as she walked through the door to the fancy restaurant.

Her black silk dress clung to the shapely mounds gyrating back and forth from the sway created by her high heels. Her thin and sheer black stocking legs looked so perfectly smooth. Her black hair cascaded halfway down her back and was so silky that the dim sconce lighting reflected from it as they passed each fixture. Although only a few inches taller than 5 feet, she seemed taller because of the perfectly proportioned shoulders, hips, and waist, AND her 4 inch stilettos, that nicely accentuated her sensual calfs.

Her oriental facial features that spoke of her Japanese heritage made her look 10 years younger than the 22 years old I knew her to be; a long, graceful neck with a tiny gold chain; small but firm breasts that boasted long, aroused nipples clearly outlined through the silky fabric of her dress. As I finished inventorying her assets, I followed the Japanese beauty to our table.

Over the next hour or we tried different foods, daring each other to eat the things that looked completely inedible, such as the miniature octopi in the salad bar. In comparison, the offerings at the sushi bar were delicious, and Miyuki taught me to use the chopsticks properly. It was not only an entertaining evening, it was also quite exotic.

We laughed together every time I took the two smooth bamboo sticks in front of me and gently picked up the tasty morsels. I added a sliver of ginger and a dab of wasabi sauce, dipped it in the soy sauce and raised it towards her mouth. Before it reached her lips, I couldn't help but notice how soft and full they looked as she opened them, ready to receive my offering. I must have been staring a little too hard because her next words were:

"Is anything wrong?"

Her words jarred me from my trance-like state but made me drop the sushi in the process. Fortunately, it landed right on the plate in front of her.

My dirty mind started to wander, as it actually does a lot.

"Steve-san, please! Please do not!" Miyuki pleads as my hands grab her jiggling tits.

"Please, we must not do this. Please, let me go, we're in a restaurant."

Her body trembles uncontrollably, realizing her utter helplessness and the hopelessness of her situation, but, she wants this.

Miyuki looks around and find that we're alone, then, with a nod of her head, Miyuki whispers an anguished "Hai."

Pressing the palms of my hands into her naked breasts, as she close her eyes in a complete capitulation.

Kissing her earlobes and neck, I fondle her globular mounds, pleasantly surprised by how her large nipples stiffens as they press against my palms.

A mewling cry escape Miyuki's lips when my lips latch on her breast and suck first one then the other nipple. Her substantial tips harden instantly in my mouth, and when I release them, Miyuki lets out a sharp cry as I suck, lick, and nip each of her burgundy cylinders until they jut obscenely from her swollen tits.

"No, nothing's wrong" I answered, coming back from my daydreaming.

"I was just zoning out for a second...umm, noticing how nice you look tonight".

Her lips slowly spread wide in a nice smile, as her face beamed.

"Why thank you, Steve."

Regaining my focus, I repositioned the chopsticks for a second try.

"Forget the chopsticks...just use your fingers."

"If you insist", I answered as I wiped my fingers with the napkin, and picked up the piece between my thumb and index finger.

Miyuki gently took my hand in her warm, soft hands and guided the sushi into her mouth. As her lips closed around it they also managed to embrace my thumb and finger. I felt a slight buzz at the base of my head, and a shiver ran through me as I felt the gentle warmth of her flesh envelop my own. With a smile on her face, she chewed the sushi, allowing a slight moan of delight to escape her lips in the process before she swallowed.

"Mmmmmm, that was very good, but your fingers are still dirty."

"No problem", I said as I reached for the napkin with my free hand.


She noticed the movement and then said:

"Oh, you won't need that."

With her hands still embracing mine, she locked her eyes on mine as she slowly, tantalizingly brought my soy-soaked finger to her slightly parted lips, enveloped it, and began sucking slightly, in a very teasing way.

"Hmmmm, much better than sushi. And now the other one."

She released my finger and moved to my thumb, surrounded it with those luscious lips, this time using the tip of her tongue to add to the sensation of wetness and warmth. Aaaaahhhh!

My heart started doing flip-flops, not to mention I was beginning to feel a stirring between my legs because of the sheer eroticism of what was taking place at our table in the crowded restaurant. 
I quickly glanced around the restaurant but noticed that no one else was watching, much to my relief. As I looked back into her eyes, all I could muster was a:

"Wow, Miyuki...that felt...uhhh...wow!" I laughed nervously as I shook my head.


She smiled deeply as she withdrew my thumb, causing a quiet "smack" as it exited her lips.

"Sounds like you liked that!"

"Yeah", I nodded in full agreement, not knowing what else to say at the moment, 
"That was hot, and I think you are stunning," I admitted.

Miyuki once again said thank you and then excused herself and got up from her seat. 

My eyes couldn't help but travel from her from high-heeled shoes, shiny and sexy, with long spikes to her ankles and to her calves and thighs...all encased in a sheer black stocking that hugged every curve of her slender legs all the way up to her taunt, teen-looking, ass.

I stared...and smiled! I think she noticed... she did that for effect!

Unfortunately, the dinner dragged out and Miyuki had to run home to her parents, since her curfew was midnight, leaving me with a raging hard-on.

Once I reached the bar next to the hotel, I saw a short Japanese girl dressed in a skin-tight short black Lycra mini-dress that showed off every inch of her petite slender brown body. It actually didn't look that different from Miyuki's dress

As usual, she was unfettered by the presence of any unwanted underwear beneath, or at least I couldn't see any trace of them, wearing classic high hooker heels. Her face was powdered with heavy make-up and her lips painted bright red. Her name was Akiko and she looked just like any other sexy hooker working in the bar.

Her whole body smelt of latex and sex mixed with her cheap perfume. It was very obvious that she was working here and available to service any whore-monger for cash.

Her face was flushed with drink and arousal. She leaned up against me and stared me in the eyes provocatively. Her pupils were dilated, her eyes shining.

"I like my guy horny for me," she said, direct.

"I will be big and horny for you. I have a very big cock," I declared, with my hand squeezing her ass hungrily.

Akiko had long black hair cut with a straight fringe that made her look falsely innocent and very desirable, especially when she batted her eyelids at any Western tourist with cash. And big cock.

But it was her wide voluptuous lips that were her sexiest feature, not Japanese at all.

Akiko laughed briefly, a husky and salacious laugh.

"We will see..." she replied.

"You're really hot. You'd like a big long white cock?"

"Yeah, I want to feel a big white cock in my Japanese cunt. You can take care of me, darling?" she said, looking at me sideways.

"You will be my bitch?" I responded.

"Yes, darling. I very special horny girl for you" said Akiko.

My hand was stroking her thigh firmly.

"Short-time is 50 dollars, long time 100. I'd like to fuck you all night... You want?" Akiko said and gently touched my face, her little sexy fingers caressed me longingly.

"That sounds perfect. Shall we go to my hotel?" I replied.

"Yes," Akiko agreed with a naughty smile

My hotel was just around the corner I started groping her in the elevator already, ready for Miyuki, no it was some Japanese hooker called... fuck I couldn't even remember, all I pictured was Miyuki.

Once inside the elevator, I caressed her stockinged leg and Akiko was all over me, stroking my cock over my pants and nibbling at my ear lobe. There was no doubt her pussy was very wet with anticipation.

"Daddy, if I want you to eat my hairy cunt, would you?" the hooker asked with a wicked smile.

"I ummm...err...I don't really know you that well" I spluttered.

She leaned over and kissed me long and deeply and squeezed my cock hard. 



"Do you know me well enough now?" she asked, still smiling devilishly.

"Yes...yes...ok. I don't mind...I mean I would love to do that for you".

"How big are you?" the hooker said "More than six inches?"

"Yeah, I think so" I replied wondering how I could ever have thought this girl was shy and innocent. 
I had no idea how many centimeters an inch was and I wasn't about to ask.

"Mind if I look?" Akiko said interrupting my thoughts.

"Owww you are pretty big," Akiko said grabbing me through my boxers.

"Can I see it now, daddy?"

"Sure," butt then the elevator stopped at my floor, and we quickly hurried to my suite.

"Mmmmmm I probably will have to such daddy's big cock, huh?" she said, bent over and unzipped my pants, then it popped out, hard and erect, ready to serve. The hooker's eyes went wide with wonder and awe. She looked at my big thick 7 1/2-inch cock like a hungry dog contemplating a bone. This is why she loved western men or black men, for their size and girth.

I was thrilled that the hooker was so horny, or was she, maybe this was her act.

"You like daddy's cock don't you?" I asked.

"Mmmmmmmm so yummy..." she replied.

I began to slap my cock against her lips and started up the dirty talk again.

"How does daddy's cock feel?"

"So big and smooth," she replied. "Can I taste it, daddy?"

"Okay, just a little."

She took a third of my length in her mouth and then ran her pierced tongue up and down it maintaining eye contact with me the entire time.

"You like that, daddy? Do I do it well?" she asked.

"First you pay daddy, give me some dollars."

I swiftly threw 100 American dollars on the bed.
Akiko grabbed the money and put in her cheap purse, then she bent down again and engulfed my cock.


"So good, sweetie." I continued.

"Do I do it better than mommy?" she preceded.

Wow, she was really getting into it now! My cock wasn't going to last much longer.

"Much better than mommy," I played along.

"I bet you never thought you would be getting a blow job from your own daughter, daddy," she stated getting really caught up in the moment now.

"Never in a million years." I love seeing the sexy Japanese hooker's mouth all over my cock playing a role-play with me.

"Strip, take off your dress."

Akiko stripped off her black cheap dress and her body looked so soft, yet firm, ripe and luscious. Her neck swept too high, full, ripe, rounded breasts tipped with long hard nipples in puckered aureoles. Her belly was curved but firm and her hips flared to tempting buttocks. Her limbs were small but well-shaped, her hands and feet elegant, her wrists and ankles slender. She was now wearing only a pair of cheap, too-small bra and cotton white panties, how did I miss them before?

"You are one sexy little bitch," I said, as my hand moved up her thigh, squeezing and caressing her small body.

Akiko once again reached down and began stroking my cock as I placed my hands on her breasts and gave them a squeeze. When I pulled and twisted on her nipples, they seemed to stick out further. Akiko felt my middle finger stroke her hairy bush over her cheap cotton panties as she manhandled my hard cock very professionally.

"Suck my cock, you filthy whore!" I demanded.

Akiko didn't care what I called her, she just wanted to make the old man happy. She once again knelt down and I watched those lovely red lips kiss my aching purple cock-head as she looked up at me, took my hard pulsating cock past her lips into her mouth, and began using her tongue to massage the knob, while she cupped my large balls in the palm of her hand.

Her lips quivered briefly with unchaste desire as she reached out and took possession of my manhood. Grabbing hold of the thick tool with one hand, her mouth descended like a bird of prey to hungrily swallow half of the big fat cock and her piercing felt sp weird, never had a blojob by a girl with a tongue-piercing before.

Her head began to move up and down the tool while her hand squeezed and pumped at the base, sucking her John, me, with practiced expertise.

She sucked on my cock like a vacuum cleaner, taking it deep into her mouth and down her throat, well as much as she could at least. I pressed down on the back of her head and held her mouth so that my hard cock was almost 3/4 in. She sucked me hungrily, her lips moved up and down my hard cock. Her cheeks were puffing and hollowing as she sucked and slurped hungrily at the tool, taking as much as she could into her small Japanese mouth.

Aroused, I grabbed my whore by the head and pushed her down hard onto my cock, shoving it deep into her throat, stuffing her like a turkey at Christmas. She slurped and gagged, but she did not stop sucking. My large girth seemed to destroy her mouth and throat. Even so, the more she sucked me, the more my impressive bone grew. I was ready to fuck the little Jappo whore and I took hold of her led her firmly to the bed.

I threw Akiko on the bed and with an evil grin, shifted my grip a little and tore the cheap panties to shreds, leaving her pussy naked and unprotected and grabbed her slender throat.

"Very nice, whore," I chuckled as my hand caressed her soft hairy pussy while she still tried to pry my other hand off her throat.

"Your cunt's dripping wet!" I said and effortlessly slid a finger into Akiko's pre-lubed pussy.

"Daddy!" she gasped at my invading finger.

I pushed her bra-cups up over her small tits, one after the other, while still fingering her wet slit. The small breasts with the smallish pink nipples stood proud, and I couldn't keep my hand off them, caressing them and playing with them.

"Please, daddy, yees..." she pleaded as my greedy fingers pinched each nipple. Hard.

I noticed her eyes on my hard cock and I grinned at her.

"Yeah, it's all for you!" I winked and reached out to the night-table where a condom was waiting for me.

"Please, please," she tried, her nipples still aching painfully,

"It's too big... daddy, your little daughter is too tight."

"Don't worry, whore, we'll make it fit," I assured her as I pulled the condom on."

"Please don't hurt my pussy, daddy"

"Fucking whore," I muttered while lining my hard cock up with her pussy.

"Your small Jappo cunt is drooling on me..."


Finally, with no more interruptions, I sunk my iron-hard cock into Akiko's tight pussy. She was warm and tight, much tighter than I had expected from a whore, but I've heard all about Japanese men and their small dicks. It felt great!


"Ohhh, God!" Akiko gasped, 
"No, no! Pull it out, daddy it's too big!" She wiggled around, trying to get away from me but my weight was holding her down and in place.


"I'm not even all the way in," I grinned, awfully pleased with myself. Pulling out slightly, I slid in even further, expanding her delicious tunnel with a satisfied sigh. Her cunt-muscles squeezed me expertly, had she kept pretending to fight me.

"Please! You're too big!" she pleaded but I wasn't paying attention to her anymore. In and out, in and out, my cock went, until finally, I buried myself to the hilt.


"Ahhhh..." I exclaimed happily, feeling her wonderful pussy all around me. Even though the rubber, she felt amazing! Whether she said so or not, her cunt was doing its best to make me feel welcome.

"See?" I said, "I knew I'd fit!" With that, I started fucking her for real with small rapid thrust that made her protesting moan turn into pleasure I looked triumphantly down at the sexy hooker beneath me, her torn panties spurred me on and she felt amazing! The way her cunt squeezed me was out of this world. I reached out and grabbed her tit, mauled it like it was the first one I've ever felt before


"Ie (no).. Please, daddy!" she gasped, "Let me-let me go! Ah! Ieee, please..." she tried and even made a weak attempt to slide away but I easily held her in place. As if to teach her a lesson, I attacked her with a series of fast, hard thrusts into her, making her cry out again and again.