The Good Citizen Arrives

I woke up as the plane began its descent toward our landing in Japan. I looked out the window and wondered what adventure awaited me on the ground.

I had recently become an investor in a water project in a small village in Japan and was on my way to see the project first hand.

I am a banker by profession but this was a deal that I had financed on my own. My parents were killed in a car accident when I was 17 and my sister and I inherited just over $2 million. Most was in real estate and my sister had just gotten married and needed cash so I took $1.7 million in real estate and she took $400k in cash. Sounds unfair but we both got what we needed. She went off and raised a family and I went off to college on a full ride scholarship.

Timing was good so when I got out of school my real estate was worth nearly $3 million but didn't throw off enough cash to support my lifestyle so I got a good job at a bank and traded some of my holdings for a nice condo downtown.

Several weeks ago one of my clients, Kenji Ohtsuka, had come to me with a loan request for $250,000 but the bank was not in the business of making unsecured loans to fund water reconstruction projects in another country. I had the money and decided to take a chance. The night that we closed the deal had been one of the greatest of my life. I was treated to a night of sexual discovery and debauchery the likes of which I had only dreamed.

Since that night, I had been assigned a driver and was chauffeured everywhere by a large Asian man named Torizuka. I had also been visited each night by a series of Asian women between the age of 18 and 21 from what I could tell. None of them spoke much English but they were all very talented sexually and I had been enjoying myself immensely.

The first one to show up had been Suki, a girl I enjoyed the night we agreed on the loan. She knocked on my door at 9:30 and as soon as I closed the door behind her she grabbed me and kissed me deeply. I was in sweats and a t-shirt as I had just finished working out. She pulled the sweats around my ankles and began sucking my cock right there by the front door. I pulled her to her feet and led her to the shower where we both got in.

I fucked her three times, the last one in her ass, and then we fell asleep. Her tiny little body wrapped around mine beautifully and in the morning she woke me with a blow job.

My trip down memory lane was rudely interrupted by the captain coming on the speaker and making an announcement in Japanese. I assumed it was to buckle up so I did just as the plane banked steeply toward an airfield in the distance.

Ohtsuka had hitched a ride on a Gulfstream 5 owned by Honda. It was about half full of well dressed Japanese businessmen, myself and one stunning Asian woman – Hiroku. She had also been there the night we closed the deal and we had fucked several times. Today she was dressed very professionally and was traveling as Ohtsuka's assistant.

As we deplaned I noticed that we were at a private airfield in what appeared to be a business park. There were large buildings all around with no marking or signage of any kind. Also no windows.

"We are at a Honda research and development site in rural Japan, Brad-san," I heard Ohtsuka say from behind me. "Everything they do is very secret because they are very concerned about espionage."

"It looks as if we are in the middle of a jungle," I said looking beyond the buildings to the area outside the compound.

"Yes, it is rather jungle-like," Ohtsuka said looking around. "We are fairly close to the village. Only about 30 minutes by car. That is why I wanted to get on this plane."

Hiroku was hanging up her cell phone as she approached and said something to Ohtsuka in Japanese and then turned to me. "The cars will be here in a couple of minutes and then we will leave. A truck will collect our luggage and deliver it to the village for us."

Right then three unusual looking vehicles emerged around the corner of the nearest building and headed toward us. I didn't recognize any of the vehicles and Ohtsuka chuckled at my puzzled expression.

"That is a 1958 UD Truck," Ohtsuka stated proudly as the vehicles pulled to a stop. "It is the first two-cycle diesel in the world and is extremely dependable. We have had the truck since it was new. It is owned by the village and still works every day and is a testament to Japanese ingenuity. My uncle was the lead engineer on the development team. The other two are prototype Honda electric SUV's. Honda has lent them to us for Beta-testing."

"We will ride in this car Brad-san," Hiroku said as she led the way to the first cube-like SUV. "Mr. Ohtsuka has some business to conduct on the way to the village so he will join us there later."

The side door silently slid open revealing a large plush interior trimmed in leather. We climbed in and settled into the plush leather seats. As soon as the door closed Hiroku said something in Japanese to the driver and we started moving. As we did, a privacy shield was raised behind the driver shielding us from the front seats.

Hiroku turned toward me and reached up and removed the clip from her hair and let it cascade around her shoulders. "I hate having to be so formal when we are around those businessmen but that is the Japanese way," she said as she knelt in front of me on the floor of the car. "Mr. Ohtsuka said you might be tired from the trip and want to relax on the way to the village. He thought you might like sex."

I reached down and took her by the shoulders and lifted her into the seat next to me. "I am a little tired and always love sex with you Hiroku, but I would really rather hear about your village right now."

Hiroku's face lit up like a kid on Christmas morning. "I will tell you all about the village Brad-san. I have lived there since I was 5. My parents were killed in a plane crash and I was sent to the village to be raised. The village has been around for several thousand years. It began back in the days of the Samurai and is the only home I have ever known."

As she spoke I looked out the window at the dense foliage. The road was smooth and well maintained but appeared to be surfaced in gravel. The SUV handled it well and the electric motor was virtually silent at the 40-50 miles per hour we were travelling.

"The village was started as a retreat for Samurai warriors returning from battle. They would be gone for many months or sometimes years at a time and when they returned they would come to the village to rest and recover," Hiroku continued. "Today, the warriors are businessmen who come to the village to rest and recover."

"In the old days Samurai would often take one of the girls as their wife," Hiroku continued. "The girls are trained from a young age to serve their men well in all ways – just like the girls who came to your apartment. They made very good wives for Samurai who can be rather demanding sometimes."

"Do men still marry girls from the village today?" I asked.

"Not often, but it still happens sometimes" Hiroku answered. "In fact, the woman who is the head of the water project is the daughter of a Samurai who married a girl from the village. Mr. Ohtsuka requested her especially for this project. She is very smart. She went to school in the United States."

"Do you know where she went to school?" I asked.

"I don't but you will have a chance to ask her yourself," Hiroku continued. "She will be taking you on the tour of the project. Mr. Ohtsuka arranged for her to be here for the next few days."

We had covered a lot of ground and the road started to rise. We were heading into the mountains.

"Why is the village so far in the hills?" I asked.

"It was hidden from the enemies of the Samurai so the warriors did not have to fear for attack while they were resting," Hiroku said. "They were able to come to this secret place and completely relax. And then when the Samurai fell from favor with the government the remote location helped us to survive. Today the location is important to preserve the confidentiality of the businessmen who come here. Powerful men have always had powerful appetites and they come here to satisfy them. It is our tradition and our honor to provide that service."

As Hiroku said these last words her eyes welled up in tears.

"I'm sorry Hiroku," I said quietly. "Did I say something to upset you?"

"No Brad-san," Hiroku sniffed. "It is very rare to bring an outsider to our village and explaining the history and tradition makes me remember how lucky I am to be part of this village and be here with you right now. I am reminded of and overcome with my good fortune."

I took her in my arms and hugged her tightly. She tilted her head back and we kissed deeply and urgently.

While still locked in the kiss Hiroku straddled me, her short skirt riding up around her hips. I felt her cunt pressing against my now-hard cock and felt her hands working on my belt. She expertly undid my pants and freed my cock. She locked eyes with me as she slowly slid the head of my cock into her wet pussy. I didn't know where her panties had gone – or if she ever had any – and didn't care. Her hot cunt felt incredible as she slid up and down on my turgid pole.

I grabbed her hips and pushed my cock deeper into her tight passage. I could feel her grinding her clit on my cock and we were both madly crashing toward an orgasm. Hiroku began to moan and I felt her cunt spasm as her climax swept over her followed immediately by my cock spewing cum into her churning cunt.

Hiroku collapsed on top of me and we were both too breathless to speak for at least a minute.

"Does that happen every time you cry?" I asked jokingly.

"That has never happened before Brad-san," Hiroku said quietly. "I hope you aren't offended."

"Oh my God," I said. "That was the most intense sex I have ever had. And it took what? 30 seconds? You come see me anytime you get overcome Hiroku."

She smiled as she slid off my lap and knelt between my legs. "We need to get you cleaned up now Brad-san." She began to slowly lick my cock cleaning all of our combined juices off as she went. My cock was getting hard again but she looked up and said we were almost at the village and we didn't have time right now but that she would make it up to me later.

Hiroku sat back in the seat and straightened herself out and then pushed a button on the console in front of us. The privacy shield slid down and as we came around a bend in the road the village came into view.

It was located in a valley that wound up the hill like a snake. I could see 30 or 40 buildings of various sizes built into the hillsides with a main road running down the middle. We slowed to 15 or 20 miles per hour as we cruised between the buildings.

Each building was similar in that it was a single story built of what appeared to be almost black wood. The buildings flowed seamlessly into the jungle that surrounded the village and the roofs were covered in vegetation. There were immaculate gardens boasting bright exotic flowers in front of all of them.

"These are the administrative offices down here along with the exercise facility and work center," Hiroku explained. "Some of the businessmen have to conduct business while they are here and so we have offices they can use. The elders also have offices and a meeting area so they can manage the business of the village and hold their meetings."

The SUV glided to a stop in front of a building about half way through the village. "This is where you will stay Brad-san," Hiroku said as the side door slid open.

As I stepped from the SUV I was reminded of the feeling when disembarking in Hawaii. The air was humid and about 85 degrees and the fragrance of the jungle was nearly overwhelming.

"Oh my God," I said taking in a deep breath. "This is spectacular. I was expecting it to be cold being in the mountains."

"The temperature ranges from about 15 to 30 degrees and averages in the low 20's," Hiroku offered. "It is very pleasant."

"So that is about 60-90 degrees Fahrenheit with an average in the low 70's," I said smiling. "That is spectacular. It's like Santa Barbara or San Diego. It doesn't get much better than that."

The quarters were not opulent but were far from Spartan. The bed was low to the ground and there were no interior walls, only movable panels to divide the main room from the bedroom and the bathroom. All the furniture was made of the same dark wood that framed the building. I had never been in a more stunning room in my life.

"We wear traditional Japanese clothing while we are here," Hiroku explained. "We had some made for you and I hope you like it. I picked the fabrics myself so if there is a problem please let me know and I can have them changed."

Hiroku opened a large armoire and there were four black silk robes with various designs on each. "These are called Yukata's and they are what we wear in the village. I will take your regular clothes and have them cleaned and pressed so you can wear them when you leave," Hiroku said as she pulled one of the robes from its hanger. "This is my favorite. Try it on to make sure we got the correct size."

I removed my shirt, pants and shoes and was standing in my boxers and reached for the robe.

"It is traditional to not wear anything under the Yukata Brad-san," Hiroku said as she slowly pulled my boxers down revealing my semi-hard cock. "And this would not allow the fabric to hang properly so we must do something about this."

She slowly knelt down in front of me and engulfed the head of my cock in her mouth while cupping my balls with her hands. She gradually worked more of my now-hard dick farther into her mouth and then with a slight push lodged it in her throat. It was that same move she had done on me the first night I met her at the restaurant and I still couldn't believe she could take my cock into her throat without gagging.

She started bobbing her head on my penis while her hands massaged my balls. Her saliva was leaking all over my cock and dripping off my balls. My balls were soaking wet and the slurping sounds were very erotic. She was massaging my perineum and then with a smooth movement slid a finger into my ass.

That is something that I have had a couple of women do over the years and it always drives me crazy. The first time it happened and it felt so good I was a little worried I was gay but was assured by a friend who is gay that anal play does not make one gay. Just a little more adventurous.

I couldn't hold back and started spurting into Hiroku's sucking mouth and throat. I watched as the saliva leaking down my cock became milky and frothy with my cum. My knees were shaky as she slowly pulled my deflating cock from her mouth and her finger from my ass.

I looked down to see her wiping the cum off her chin and licking her fingers seductively. "The other reason we don't wear anything under our Yukata's is to be ready at any time for sex."

"When the Samurai came back from a battle they were animal like in their desire," Hiroku continued as she stood and helped me try on the Yakuta. "Sometimes they had not been with a woman in months and they wanted to make up for lost time. There are stories of Samurai taking women in the street because they couldn't wait to get back to their quarters. We don't get as much of that these days Brad-san but any of the women or girls wearing Yukata's here in the village are yours for the taking. Women who are dressed in work clothes are not available. It is our tradition and their honor to serve you when you are here in the village."

The garment fit me perfectly and felt wonderful. "What about you?" I asked. "Will you be wearing a Yukata?"

"I belong to Ohtsuka," Hiroku answered. "He has told me I can wear a Yukata with you only. He does not want others in the village to have me but he is very fond of you Brad-san and you may have me whenever you please."

"Are you OK with that?" I asked.

"I belong to Ohtsuka," Hiroku answered. "He did not consult me on his decision, nor should he, but if he had I would have told him I am also very fond of you Brad-san and very much enjoy our time together. I am very OK with it. Now it is time for me to bathe you."

The bath was phenomenal. It started with a shower to get the dirt off and then a soak in the large tub. Hiroku removed her clothes and bathed me from head to toe with fragrant soap and oils. It was the most relaxing and energizing thing I had ever experienced.

Hiroku explained that the oils were all herbal extracts that had been used in the village for centuries. Their healing and rejuvenating powers were legendary around the world. The herbs came from the jungle around the village and the distilling process had been perfected over the years.

She explained this while she was bathing me to help me understand how my cock had revived so quickly and was ready for more. As I emerged from the bath I saw Hiroku lying on the low bed on her stomach. She was a stunning woman with her long jet black hair fanned out over her back.

"Would you mind rubbing some of this on me?" she asked as she offered me a small vial of dark thick oil.

"Sure, where would you like it?" I asked innocently taking the bottle from her tiny hand.

"Right there," she said as she reached back with both hands and spread the cheeks of her ass wide and pushed her hips off the bed. The tiny wrinkled rosebud of her ass was right there. I had fucked Hiroku in the ass the first night I met her in Ohtsuka's restaurant several weeks before and it was one of the most incredible experiences of my life.

I took the vial and dripped some of the thick liquid onto my finger and began massaging it into her little opening. The tip of my finger was tingling and Hiroku was moaning and pushing back against my finger until I slid it in to the first knuckle. I then pushed a second finger in and felt her pushing against them to get them deeper in her ass.

I straddled her and brought the head of my cock to her tiny anus. With a smooth push the head of my cock disappeared into her ass. I felt her sphincter close around the crown of my dick urging it deeper inside. I gave a small push as she pushed back and was balls-deep in this beautiful little Asian woman.

My cock felt longer and harder than it ever had in my life. I don't know if it was the herbs or the bath or the mountain air but I was on fire and started fucking Hiroku's ass like there was no tomorrow. I was sliding my cock all the way in and half of the head out when I pulled back. Her passage was so tight that I could feel every inch of it as I slid in and out.

Hiroku was moaning and squirming underneath me as my penis drove in and out of her ass. Every time the head of my cock would almost exit her nether hole she would moan and push to get it back inside. I felt her come at least once but I was still going strong and, if anything, my dick had gotten harder. I was mesmerized as I watched my cock slide in and out of her ass and her cunt gush onto the bed.

Finally I felt my balls tighten and the tip of my cock swell and with a groan I spewed my load into her ass. I fell forward and caught myself so I wouldn't crush her as I pulled my semi-hard cock from her ass and flopped on the bed next to her.

Hiroku was quivering and panting next to me as we lay there trying to get our heart rates back under 200 beats per minute. Her hair was matted down with sweat – mostly mine – and the cheeks of her ass were red where I had been holding them while I fucked her.

"I don't know what was in that little bottle," I said. "But I want a case of it."

Hiroku looked at me between the strands of her hair. "It is illegal in the United States Brad-san."

"That stuff would cause more heart attacks in one week than cigarettes have caused in 100 years," I joked. "That was unreal."