Velvet Kisses Ch. 04

Dane smiled at her enthusiasm, and within moments they were out the door and on their way to the shopping center.

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As the last bits of daylight gave way to an evening sky, Dane and Jeneda strolled hand in hand along the streets of Harajuku. Hoping to spot the outrageous looking individuals that Harajuku was so well-known for, Jeneda was a bit disappointed to see that were only a few groups of eccentrically outfitted teens still lingering around.

With night closing in, most had already gone home or scattered off to other areas of the city, but every once in awhile, Jeneda would spot a Goth Lolita decked out in ruffles and lace, or a cyberpunk with neon colored hair and futuristic style clothing.

Along with bizarrely dressed teens, there were also plenty of twenty and thirty-something's who were dressed in everything from head to toe designer wear, to mix and match fashion that exhibited their unique personalities.

Never before had Jeneda been in such a visually stimulating city, and she soon found herself torn between checking out the eye-catching street fashion, and gazing at the tiny boutiques that lined the narrow street her and Dane were walking along.

Every once in awhile, she would stop in to have a look at one of the stores, but Jeneda found that most of the clothing shops were modeled after Western retail establishments. Since she'd come all the way to Japan, she figured it would only make sense to seek out the more uniquely Japanese boutiques, and after walking a short distance, she and Dane arrived in Shibuya.

It didn't take long before they ended up on a narrow back street known as the Center Gai, which was filled with clothing and music stores, as well as video game arcades. A number of cutting edge boutiques also lined the road, and as Jeneda browsed the various stores, Dane patiently remained by her side.

Every so often he would give her an opinion on a certain dress, or suggest a certain style that he'd like to see her in. But for the most part, he remained quiet and allowed her to do her thing. After visiting ten boutiques, Jeneda sensed that Dane was beginning to grow weary, so she pointed out a little café and suggested that they stop off for tea.

"Interesting choice," Dane said. "You know that's a cat café, right?"

"A cat café?"

"Yes, a café where people go to pet cats."

"Seriously?"

"Yep."

As they reached the café, Jeneda glanced through the floor to the ceiling window, and just as Dane had said, there were indeed cats inside. While some were napping, others were being gently stroked and scratched behind the ears by the various patrons.

Both surprised and intrigued, Jeneda knew that visiting a cat café was an opportunity that she just couldn't pass up. Dane seemed amused by her excitement, and exhibiting the same patience that he had during her shopping spree, he dutifully accompanied her inside.

To Jeneda's surprise, Dane seemed to enjoy petting the cats, and even cuddled a Scottish fold kitten that seemed to thoroughly enjoy being held by him. She didn't know what it was about him holding such a tiny cat in his arms, but her heart melted at the sight of it, and she found herself more in love with him than ever.

Along with petting cats, they also enjoyed a cup of delicious green tea, and after having their fill of both beverage and furry creatures, they left the cafe.

"I was thinking we could head out to Kabukicho," Dane said as they strolled hand in hand.

"Kabuikocho...Isn't that the red light district we passed on our way in from the airport?"

"Yep."

"Why do you want to go there?" She curiously asked.

"To check out the sex shops." He gazed down at her intently, and with a naughty twinkle in his eyes, he asked, "Think you'd be up for it?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Good. I've already got a couple of things in mind that I want to buy," he said. "And while we're out there, we can check out a few clothing shops as well."

"As far as clothes go, I'm pretty much set." She held up the four shopping bags in her hand to emphasize her words.

"When I mentioned clothes, I wasn't talking about the kind that you wear out on the street." His gaze roamed lasciviously over her body before once again lifting to meet her eyes. "I was referring to the kind that's generally worn behind closed doors."

The look that he gave her made her feel as if he were undressing her with his eyes, and a flare of excitement coursed through her body at the prospect of browsing erotic shops with Dane.

As Dane and Jeneda approached the subway station, the iconic scramble intersection known as Shibuya Crossing came into sight. An embodiment of Tokyo, the intersection was known for its diagonal crossing, which allowed pedestrians to walk in all directions.

Mounted on the futuristic skyscrapers that faced the intersection, were three huge television screens that played videos of Japanese pop stars. Blazing neon lights added to the exhilarating atmosphere, and gigantic flashing billboards advertised everything from high priced electronics to designer clothes.

But most impressive of all, were the sheer number of people that poured into the street from all directions. If Jeneda had to guess, she'd say there were hundreds of people swarming the intersection all at once, and in order to reach the other side, she and Dane had to side-step, swerve around, and bump shoulders with numerous pedestrians who were coming at them from every possible angle.

It should have been a harrowing experience, and yet instead Jeneda found it strangely exhilarating. The sheer energy of the place was enough to make her break out in goosebumps, and as she and Dane finally reached the other side of the massive crossing, she was left with a sense of having just experienced something quite unique.

As they reached the entrance to Shibuya station, Dane and Jeneda descended a flight of steps, then purchased their tickets from a machine. They made their way to the subway platform just in time to catch the train headed for Shinjuku, and after squeezing their way through the sea of people that poured from the subway car, they got on.

The train was already packed to the gills, but that didn't stop additional passengers from squeezing their way in.

It was then that Jeneda noticed two railway station employees approach the crowded subway car, and in unison, the uniformed men began pushing against the passengers who were hanging outside of the doors. As Jeneda watched on, Dane offered commentary, and informed Jeneda that they were known as "oshiya," or by their English translation, "pushers."

True to their name, they did just that, and after shoving the last minute passengers all the way into the jam-packed train, the oshiya stepped away from the doors. A loud beep sounded, signaling that the train doors were closing, and once they were secured, the train took off.

Aside from being packed in like a sardine, Jeneda surprisingly found herself enjoying the ride, as it gave her a chance to check out the variety of faces that surrounded her. She didn't have long to enjoy her moment of people watching, however, because she suddenly felt a hand groping her ass.

Since Dane was standing directly behind her, she guessed that it was him. But she couldn't be entirely sure, because the train was so crowded that bodies were smushed against her from every angle.

Hoping that the palm on her ass belonged to Dane, she turned her head to look back at him, and as her eyes met with his, a naughty little smile curled his lips.

She smiled back at him, then turned her head back around and pressed her backside against his hand. This gave him the clear signal to continue, and he lightly squeezed one of her ass cheeks before allowing his fingers to wander between her thighs.

Although she had pants on, it didn't stop her from enjoying the sensation of his fingers caressing her jean-clad slit, and she murmured a soft, but audible noise of enjoyment. She barely had time to fully indulge herself in the wanton moment before he leaned in to whisper in her ear, and in an unusually husky tone, he questioned her.

"You like that?"

She nodded her head, then quietly let out a heavy breath. Luckily for her, the chattering of voices and the sound of the train traveling underground concealed any sounds that she did make.

It only took a few more moments of him tracing the line of her pussy through her jeans before she became wet, and as the seconds stretched on, her inner muscles began to repeatedly contract.

Although the train was completely packed in with not an inch of space between the passengers, Jeneda still worried that someone might be able to figure out what was going on. But as she glanced at the faces surrounding her, she saw that most people were focusing on their high-tech mobile phones or talking with one another.

This gave her assurance that Dane's actions were completely concealed, and as his warm breath ghosted against her neck, she knew that he was once again leaning in to whisper.

"Doesn't take much to get you wet, does it?" He asked in a voice that literally dripped with sex.

Along with the teasing quality to his tone, she also picked up on a hint of cockiness, and rose her eyebrow in response to his words. Yet at the same time she couldn't deny what he'd said, and felt a little embarrassed at how easily he'd been able to turn her on.

As the train reached Shinjuku station, Dane and Jeneda squeezed their way out of the subway car, and after exchanging a little smile, they linked hands and headed for the escalator. It wasn't until they'd made it to street level that they fell into conversation, and with the neon glow of Tokyo's red light district surrounding them, they waked the streets.

"You just can't keep your hands off of me, can you?" Jeneda asked with a smile.

"Did you really expect me to only look and not touch?" He asked. "Those skin tight jeans of yours do a fantastic job of showing off that tight little ass."

"Glad you enjoyed the view."

"I most certainly did. And it seems like you enjoyed yourself, as well."

Her body heated up at the thought of him groping her on the subway, and a little smile touched her lips. As they made their way along the sidewalk, they passed numerous massage parlors, as well as brightly lit hostess clubs.

Women outfitted in long dresses with traditional Japanese motifs stood out on the sidewalks to attract the attention of passing men, and large billboards with the faces of girls who worked in the establishments were attached to the tops of the buildings.

Jeneda also noticed that there were a number of colorful vending machines located on the street they were walking on, and as focused her attention on one in particular, she found herself wanting to take a closer look. Dane followed beside her as she veered towards it, and as they came to a stop in front of the vending machine, she curiously gazed at the contents.

"Wow, a panty vending machine," she said. "I thought these were just urban legend."

Dane smiled. "They aren't on every street corner in Japan, but there are quite a few of them out here in Kabukicho.

Jeneda noticed that the packages of underwear had photos of women on them, who were dressed up in all sorts of outfits that ranged from naughty nurse costumes to Japanese schoolgirl uniforms.

"Are these underwear actually used?" She asked.

"From what I hear, some of them are. If you're really curious, we could always buy a pair and find out for ourselves."

"Yeah, I bet you'd just *love* that," she said with a smile.

Grabbing her hand, Dane led her further down the narrow street, and after walking a block, they noticed a seven story, pencil-thin building. Although it was sandwiched between a sex club and a strip joint, it really stood out, thanks to the huge sign with neon pink letters that proclaimed the establishment beneath it as, "Loveland."

Still holding her by the hand, Dane pulled her towards the sex shop, and as they entered the dimly lit store, Jeneda took in her surroundings.

Posters of Japan's most popular porn stars covered the walls, and rows of shelves were filled with silicone male masturbators, dildos, anal toys, and a variety of adult DVD's. With such a large variety of erotic toys surrounding her, Jeneda had a hard time deciding where to focus her attention.

She noticed that Dane, however, seemed to be intently studying a row of small, see-thru boxes that lined one of the higher shelves. Curious to see what he was looking at, she sidled up beside him, then followed his line of sight.

Before she could speak a word, he retrieved one of the small boxes from off the shelf, and after offering it a lingering gaze, he passed it to her.

"What do you think?" He asked. "Would you be interested in trying it out?"

As Jeneda gazed at the highly sensuous toy, she saw that it was similar to a dildo, but only around four inches, and with a flared end.

"I don't know...I've never had a butt plug inside me before, so I'm not sure if it would be enjoyable."

"The shaft is very slim, just the right size for a beginner like yourself," he said. "And of course we would use plenty of lube before penetration."

She continued to gaze at the anal sex toy, and noting that the shaft was indeed slim and very smooth looking, she began to imagine what it might feel like inside of her. It seemed that Dane could sense what she was thinking, because he offered additional information about the erotic toy.

"It vibrates as well, so I can assure you that it would be a very pleasurable experience."

Dane's voice was amazingly smooth, so husky and sensual that it made her instantly wet. As a master of seduction, he was incredibly skilled at breaking past her sexual barriers, and always seemed to know just what to say in order to persuade her into trying out new things. Not that she needed much persuading, anyhow, because she was already thoroughly turned on by the idea of being penetrated by a butt plug.

"Alright," she said. "Let's try it out."

A pleased smile crossed his face, and he after placing the small package into a shopping basket he was holding, he bent down to give her a peck on the lips. "You're going to love it, I know you will."

The next few minutes passed with them browsing the aisles, and after checking out a variety of bizarre sex toys that included a vicious looking dildo with teeth, they headed up to the second level of the store.

Dedicated to sex toys that were less mainstream and more hardcore, level two of the adult sex shop featured items such as ball gags, whips, masks, and sex slings.

Leather-clad mannequins in chain collars with leashes were on display in the center of the shop, and next to the staircase where she and Dane had entered, was a display of strap-on harnesses.

As they browsed the aisles, Jeneda gazed in wide-eyed wonder at the various items that were on the shelves. Some of the toys were so outlandish that she could barely even tell what they were used for.

But as her gaze landed on a small box that contained a circular shaped object with small clamps attached to leather cords, she found herself beyond perplexed as to what its use could possibly be.

"That's a pussy spreader," Dane said.

"Okay..." Still confused, she furrowed her brow. "But how exactly does it work?"

"You see those clamps?"

"Yep."

"You attach them to each side of the submissive's pussy, then draw them all the way back until she's spread wide open."

"Ouch. That doesn't sound very enjoyable."

"It's not meant to cause pain. It's more for visual stimulation, and to assist the dom in keeping her open and available to him at all times."

"Oh, I see."

When Jeneda had first looked at the strange looking object, she'd found it anything but erotic. Yet now that Dane had described what it was for, she had to admit that the thought of being spread wide and completely open and available to him at all times was definitely a turn on.

And yet, even despite the fact that the idea made her wet, she wasn't exactly keen on using a torturous looking device on her delicate lady parts. She set the box back on the shelf, then walked a little further down the aisle before coming to a stop.

For a few moments she just stood there, scanning the various packages on the shelf. But as her eyes came to land on one particular object, she inquisitively studied it.

Dane lifted his gaze to see what she was looking at, and as he noticed what it was, a faint smile graced his lips. "Nipple clamps...that's an interesting choice."

"Yep." She retrieved the package from the shelf so she could have a closer look at the contents.

"Has anyone ever used nipple clamps on you before?"

"No. But I've always been curious about it."

"Mmm..." Dane positioned himself so that he was standing behind her, then looped an arm around her waist. "You love rough nipple play, don't you?"

"Yes, I enjoy it."

Dane lightly chuckled. "I find it incredibly cute how you get a little shy whenever I initiate a sexual conversation."

The corners of Jeneda's lips tugged upwards.

"I love knowing that I'm the first guy to try out all of this stuff with you." He tenderly brushed his lips against the crook of her neck before gracing it with a soft kiss. "It makes me feel special."

"Good, I'm glad." She shivered at the feel of his hot breath against her neck, and as he cupped her left breast and gave her nipple a hard tweak, she jolted. "Dane."

"What?" He asked innocently. "There's no one around. We have the whole aisle to ourselves."

"But somebody *could* have seen us."

"Come on...," he said with a smile. "I know the thrill of being discovered gets you off, so you don't have to play little Miss Prude with me."

"I'm not." But of course she was, and she knew just as well as he did, that getting frisky in public was something that had become a regular part of their relationship.

"Alright, then. So where was this prudish behavior when you allowed me to touch that tight little hole between your ass cheeks? Not only were we in public, but at our engagement party, and right in the middle of a conversation with your two best friends, as well as my cousin and a longtime buddy...." He allowed his voice to drift off so that she could give a response.

"I don't remember giving my consent for you to do that," she said. "You took it upon yourself to indulge in that very naughty and filthy act."

"Interesting you should say that, because I seem to remember you shifting your body to assist me."

She smirked, then retrieved a pair of heart shaped nipple clamps from off the shelf. "Maybe so. But you took it a step further by actually trying to penetrate me with your finger."

"You say that like It's a bad thing."

This only made her smile more, and she bit her lip to keep from grinning.

They way you're holding back your smile only further proves my point," he said. "You *wanted* me to penetrate you."

"Then why did I get up and walk away?"

"Because you knew you couldn't control yourself. If I had actually pushed my finger inside, you would have probably had an orgasm right in front of them."

"Oh please." She playfully rolled her eyes. "You give yourself way too much credit."

"Do I?" He gave brief pause before saying, "Alright."

She didn't have to be a mind reader to know that he was devising a plan to prove her wrong, and knowing him as well as she did, it would most likely involve doing something erotic to her in public.

"I already know what you're thinking," she said. "And I welcome the challenge."

"Getting a little cocky there, huh?"

"That's right. I've been hanging around you long enough to pick up some of your traits."

This made him laugh, and he released her from his hold, then stood beside her so that he could check out the variety of nipple clamps on the shelf. "See any you're interested in?"