TOKYO RAMPAGE

[Cumonherface]

2. “Shiori” of Tokyo secret club.

It’s 3am in Shinjuku and I just got back to my room after a night out drinking with friends. Wanted to turn in for the day as we had an early day tmr but I was too damn horny and since I was in Japan I needed to cum on some random Japanese girl’s face before I could sleep well.

Despite how I may sound in these “stories”, Im actually very easy to get along with and like doing pretty nerdy shit, going around Japan looking at historical sites and going on Wikipedia dives while at it. Unfortunately I just have a thing for having really depraved sex with female strangers. Outside of those boundaries I would like to think I’m pretty Normal. I don’t lust after every women I see, everything I do strictly follows a consensual basis and I know I can maintain rather healthy relationships. For me the rush I want isn’t based off aesthetics. On a certain level it’s a mental game for me and I’m sure it’s the same for some of you reading this.

Enough unnecessary information about me and let’s get to the subject at hand but a small disclaimer first. This story will be written a little differently as it varies from girl to girl. Yoshika gave off an energy that tells you she was ready to fuck and get fucked hard as soon as she stepped into the room. But not for Shiori as you will read about. This is a slow burner I must warn you. Feel free to skip ahead to the erotic parts if you so desire.

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There I was looking down at my limp dick after a night of drinking and I knew it’s not gonna work out without help so I took a quarter of a tablet of viagra and proceeded to text the booking agent. Agency said eta on Shiori would be 30mins so I plonked down on bed and relaxed while I feel the effects of the viagra causing my head to pulse.

Its wasn’t until 4am that she knocked on my door after delays due to the agency driver. By then I had actually fell asleep even with the viagra and was groggy when I opened the door. There she was standing timidly outside my door, at about 170cm with brown shoulder length hair, dressed in a furry white winter coat and a mask. I was so sleepy I just gave her a polite nod which she reciprocated with giving me a series of rapid bows while walking in without uttering a single sound. She then spun around giving the room a quick glance and then just stared at me silently. At point I was starting to feel a sense of foreboding as she giving off a really questionable vibe.


I broke the silence with “are you tired” in English while making a sleeping hand gesture. She eyes went wide and she jerked in apparent surprise “ehh?”
I was alarmed and went “what why?” We both looked at each another in awkward silence. My groggy brain started working and pieced the clues together and realised she thought I was Japanese as I texted the agency in Japanese via Google translate and I honestly can pass off for Japanese looks wise. So I said “nihonjin ja nai desu”. She softly went “hai” and started nodding profusely.

My goodness I thought it was so awkward and had half the mind to turn her away as this is way too uncomfortable. But luckily I didn’t as Little did I know I was about to experience one of the most stimulating and erotic 2 hours of my life. I tried to lighten the mood as I got her to sit on the couch and offered her some water which she gratefully thanked me for. She then went on to remove her mask and now I’m really shocked… she looks nothing like the photos?!

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She had a light beige complexion, a small oval face, prominent cheek bones with thin tight lips and a small nose. Her eyes could only be described as gentle with fine long eyelashes she had almost no makeup on which is surprising, showing her smooth skin with little to no blemishes. She isn’t what I consider a head turning beauty. At first glance she may look like a plain jane. A girl you may encounter working quietly at a local coffeehouse. But she exude a quality that was very pleasant on the eyes and she had something ironic in contrast to her line of work. She seems to have hung on to some semblance of innocence. And something inside me wanted to taint her.

She was young. Above 19 but definitely in her early twenties similar to a flower that is starting to bloom. She drew out my protective instincts and I felt like I could take her away and shelter her from all the hardships in life. But alas that is unrealistic and I don’t have a saviour complex. (Later I would find out from talking to her that she has a plan and she knows what she is doing which relieved me)

[Cumonherface]

Still in her winter coat, she sat down on the couch across me with both hands on the bottled water, gently sipping away while silently looking at me with curious eyes. What a queer situation. Man and women staring at one another silently at 4am in the morning, both aware that in due time their bare bodies would be entangled in bed, exchanging bodily fluids, engaging in what could be the most intimate form physical interaction between man and women all the while not knowing each other’s names.

Under the amber glow of the hotel lamps with soft j pop music keeping the awkward silence at bay, we attempted to communicate. I’m not the most extroverted person that’s able to take charge of a social situation immediately and I can sense she’s not the type to welcome an intrusive personality anyways so we started with little exchanges via our phones. From these translated conversations I realised I could relate to her rather well as our age gap isn’t that big as I’m still in my twenties and she is twenty two this year. I found out she Is considered a “furita” in Japan meaning she works mainly odd jobs and freelance while working fuzoku on the side to earn more to give herself more options for the future. She learnt about my occupation too and and found it interesting as it’s pretty niche to be honest and there aren’t more than a handful in Singapore doing what I do. Our biggest common denominator was music as we were both music fans and I’m kind of an walking encyclopaedia on j rock so we Spent almost 10 minutes talking about yaosobi and other Japanese artists.


Slowly we started warming to one another and some how I ended up on her side of her couch next to her and I could tell from her body language that she has taken a less defensive stance and didn’t seem to have any aversion to me moving into close proximity to her. The awkward silence slowly turned into light chuckles and giggles as smiles slowly start to crack her reserved exterior. As our conversations topics start to run out of steam as everything has an ebb and flow, i can feel a certain tension in the air. I know I am mentally stimulated by her and sexually attracted to her while at the same time she knows what she is here to do even tho we have avoided that topic.

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Eventually I typed on my phone “I am relieved that you seem more comfortable with me and you smile is really beautiful.” She took a look and a light smile crept on to her face while she took out her phone and gave me her reply which was to the effect of: “I’m grateful you took things slowly with me and tried to make me comfortable”. Seeing this I smiled and gave a light nod with this we lapse into silence again with this almost viscous tension hanging over our heads as we locked eyes and listened to the rhythms of our breathing.

I figured she was waiting for me to make the first move and I was right. Taking out my phone i translated “May I kiss you?” She took a look and her eyelids fluttered while she brushed her nose with her right hand and gave me a timid nod. I’m not usually so hesitant but she felt so fragile that i treaded lightly around her. I slowly move in closer towards her and felt relieved as she didn’t back away from me and allowed my advances. Her body trembled slightly as I reach behind her silky hair and brushed the nape of her neck with my right hand while simultaneously gently brush her cheeks and ear with my thumb. She gave me a look that I couldn’t decipher, bordering between acceptance and hesitancy. But I felt embolden when she broke out a light smile and slightly nudged her little face into my palms so I went in for the kill.

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As our lips gently met, I whiffed the sweet scent of her perfume and her natural fragrances that highly stimulated me. Her lips were so soft to the touch as I could feel our lips bouncing of one another as I gave her light kisses while I continue to stroke the nape of her neck which I found to my delight that she was indeed sensitive in that area as she quivered with every brush of my hand. I whispered “daijoubu?” As I removed my lips from hers. She slowly opened her gentle eyes and gave me a soft nod. I then advanced once again to meet her lips but this time she met me halfway as she moved her head towards me. Filled with anticipation, I reached out with my left hand and gently cupped her neck and ears while we continued exchanging soft kisses with an increasing frequency and intensity as our lips met and parted. He arms were now hanging on to mine in a timid manner, seemingly seeking some semblance of comfort so I took another step forward, moved my right hand down to her waist and and pulled her into my embrace. With that her lips retreated she let out a soft quivering breath as our forehead rested on one another. “Daijoubu?” I asked again. My eyes were closed and all I felt was her forehead nudge against mine and a soft “hmm”. I can feel her warm breath lightly enveloped me in a pleasant fragrance which acted as fuel to my desires and I pushed forwards once again and as our lips embraced I pressed my upper lip down and broke the seal between her lips.

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The first sliver of her saliva tasted like sweet nectar with mellow overtones which acted like an elixir which invigorated my senses as I sucked on her lower lip drawing in as much of that sweet nectar as I could. I released her lips with a smack as we looked at one another with heavy breaths. She had a drowsy look in her eyes as her palms were clenched up against my chest. I tried to ease her tension as I took her right hand in mine and our fingers intertwined. She didn’t resist and I can feel her fingers close in on mine gently. I took that as a sign of her approval and once again embraced her lips that were glistening with my saliva. I pushed further past the seal as my tongue met hers. Like two organism exchange greetings, our tongues started probing each other in that moist and warm
Environment. Soon our tongues start to intertwine and her saliva was pouring into my mouth in droves as I suck on her upper and bottom lip alternatively. At this point out our light kisses had turned Into deep French kisses as our tongues fought valiantly. We would break apart to gasp for air and dive right back with high intensity as our mouths start to glisten with moisture under the amber light.

TBC

[LeslieChow]

Very nice, support this thread

[MercuryLad]

Nice sharing bro! Looking forward to your next update

[SirLance]

Thanks for the nice story.

[DTCEPL]

Very well written, machiam Chinese Literature 诗情画意， way to go TS!

[anonymous6]

nice story, thanks for sharing, keep udpating please!

[wish543]

Nice story. Hope you update soon.

[AgentNumber2]

Originally Posted by wish543

Hope you update soon.

Yes same here as well

[KimJongUn]

Simple a very well written story