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The streets of Roppongi were somehow so quiet tonight, with well-dressed men and women walking in twos and threes, talking and laughing.
Asami Nakasu was alone in a dimly lit bar sipping a cocktail.
It was a bar that played soft jazz music, Asami was sitting at the bar at the moment, there were about a dozen other male customers at the moment, although Asami was drinking alone, her beautiful face had already deeply attracted the attention of other men.
Asami had clear skin, well-defined features, and shiny black hair that fell over her shoulders. She wore an all-black tight-fitting dress and exuded a suffocatingly dangerous feminine scent.
Asami’s cheeks were flushed and her lips, coated with rose-red lipstick, looked more and more delicate. At the moment, she was intoxicated by the beautiful atmosphere of a slight intoxication, and slowly Asami felt her lower abdomen gradually getting hot, wanting to throw herself into the arms of a strong man.
But none of the men who whistled at Asami looked good to her, there was no such thing as a gentleman, but really a gentleman she couldn’t stand, because most of the ones who surrounded her were gentlemen, and all of them looked dull.
Asami was a female attendant for Air A. Flight attendants on international lines got their usual three days off after a week’s work.
Asami had been exposed to completely different men, all kinds of men who were incredibly interested in Asami’s flesh. Asami closed her eyes and went into a space of self-imagination.
It was a night with pouring rain. Asami held her umbrella across the rain-soaked park, a park frequented by drunks.
Sure enough, Asami was stopped in her tracks by six ragged men with hideous grins on their faces and eyes that looked as if they were going to swallow Asami without blinking.
“Make way, please.”
“Miss, take off your clothes.” A burly man in front of her held out his hand to Asami.
“No!”
The buttons of her dress were ripped open in front of her chest, and Asami was wearing the clothes of a flight attendant. In Asami’s imagination, she had always worn a flight attendant uniform.
The men swarmed toward Asami, their dark green uniforms stripped bare.
“No! Stop!” The naked torso kept resisting fiercely.
She ended up pinned to the pouring muddy ground, penetrated again and again by the filthy men.
“No…”
The beautiful features twisted while a gush of pleasure rose in his heart.
“What beautiful hair.”
A compliment brought Asami back to reality, and she looked back to see a well-dressed man standing behind her.
“May I sit next to you?” The man pointed to the chair to his left and waited for Asami’s permission.
Asami’s delusional world is gradually growing in desire.
(Ah… I want to be embraced by such a beastly man… I want to be in a state of ecstasy…) The purple panties are moist. I wore these sexy and daring panties. I wanted to be seen by such a man.
“Going out?” The man said in a seductive tone as he wrapped his arms around Asami’s willowy waist.
“I’m sorry!” Asami pushed his hand away, he wasn’t the man she had in mind, she wanted a man like a beast.
Asami left the bar with a sense of disinterest. On the surface Asami was a happy woman strolling the streets on the weekend, but in her heart there was a passionate thirst.
Asami was walking, she turned into an alley within a crossroads where a building was under construction. In the silence, the sharp sound of metal scraping could be heard. There was a man working on the building, his upper body was naked and he was using the machine to pierce the holes, his tanned chest was very strong and thick, the muscles of his two arms were clearly visible, and the beads of sweat on his body emitted a unique smell of men.
Asami seemed to be bound to the spot and unable to move, she couldn’t take her eyes off the man’s strong upper body.
The man felt someone looking at him at that moment and turned his head, his face expressionless as he surveyed Asami with open eyes.
(I want him to hold me… I want to be turned on by this man’s cock…) Contrary to the man’s cold stare, Asami’s eyes were filled with unquenchable lust.
The man took an expressionless look at the sexy woman and turned his head again.
(Ah… Asami’s slutty pussy wants to be penetrated by him… ah, please, look here…) Asami slowly approached the muscular man.
“Yes?” The man asked coldly as he mechanically turned his head toward Asami again when he was about three meters away.
“Um, I think…”
It wasn’t like the girl could just ask for the need for his hug, she stared hard at the man in front of her and felt a throbbing pain in her lower body.
“If there’s nothing else, then get back in there, you’ll get your pretty dress dirty here.”
“Yes, I’m sorry… there’s something I’d like to ask you for.”
Asami raised her heels, the heels of her heels holding a lot of grit.
“Ah…”
Asami, who had removed her shoes, showed off her beautiful body curves. The tight-fitting dress is almost about to cover her thighs as she crosses her legs, and if she were just a little bit higher, she would be able to see her panties.
“Can you help me clean up?”
The man stepped forward and held Asami’s body, the smell of male body odor and sweat bringing Asami an almost dizzying sensation.
“Ah…”
Asami unconsciously moved closer to the man’s chest, her nose sniffing like a beast. Asami wasn’t the only one who felt stimulation in her lower abdomen, the sweet aroma of the bath, the body odor of a mature woman emanating from Asami’s chest, and the smell of a fine perfume brought incomparable stimulation between the man’s thighs.
“Your foot, it’s okay!” The man said, speaking again.
She relaxed her body, leaning completely on the man’s strong arms for support. The man’s hands, which had been wrapped around her waist, suddenly fell towards her plump buttocks.
“Ah, ah…”
Asami’s fleshy breasts leaned up towards the man’s chest, and the soft and elastic touch made the man’s body heat up.
“You, what’s your name?”
“Asami…” Asami leaned against the man’s thick chest and gasped her name as if she were gasping for breath.
“My name is Kobayashi, and this is the first time I’ve met a woman as beautiful as you.” Kobayashi said while pulling up the skirt of Asami’s tight dress: “Purple panties, quite a provocative color.”
“Ah, sorry…”
The lightly textured panties clung to the plump buttocks. Kobayashi slowly pulled off the sexy panties, and his snow-white, plump ass was immediately revealed.
“Asami, what a beautiful ass!” Kobayashi’s eyes were bloodshot, staring intently at Asami’s breathtakingly wonderful curves.
“Ah… nasty.”
Kobayashi couldn’t help but caress those round and bouncy buttocks.
“AH… AH…” Asami was paralyzed, and a strong desire rose in her heart.
(Ah… meat stick… want big meat stick…)
Kobayashi’s fingers probed into the deep cleft of his buttocks, his fingertips going up and down and back and forth exploring the slit.
“Ah… it tickles.” A strong electric current flowed through Asami’s spine.
“What’s the size of your hips?”
“Ah… eighty-eight.” Asami replied in a low voice as she squirmed her naked buttocks.
Kobayashi lovingly caressed Asami’s buttocks with one hand and reached into her bra with the other as he undid the clasp and ripped it away.
“Ah… oooh…” the nipples shrugged, and an excited gasp escaped from Asami’s sultry lips.
“Asami, you’re such a boomerang type.”
“Ah…” Asami looked satisfied as her breasts, which she was proud of, were praised.
Kobayashi kneaded and caressed Asami’s breasts from bottom to top, from light to heavy: “Asami, you like men’s touch quite a lot, don’t you?”
“Nasty… Asami is not that kind of person.”
“Lying, every night you’re probably fondled by a different man, right?”
“Ah… Yes, it’s good…” Asami suppressed her head in excitement, letting out a delicate cry in her throat.
The gradually rising lust made the walls of flesh move stupidly. Unable to stand it any longer, she reached out with her snow-white fingers and took hold of Kobayashi’s lower abdomen in one hand, which was hard and large underneath.
“AH…” Asami exhaled hot breath and began softly caressing the swollen part.
“Wanna touch my dick?”
“┅┅”
“Asami, how’s it going?”
“Mmm, want to touch.” The pain in the walls of her flesh finally overcame the shame of being recognized as a slut.
“You’re so beautiful, you’re going to love it.”
Kobayashi lowered his hand that was caressing Asami’s breasts, and at that moment his swollen panty gusset felt as if it was about to burst.
“Asami, if you want to touch it, you’ll have to help me get my pants off.”
Asami dropped to one knee on the sand, her eyes slowly closing as she pulled her work pants and panties down together in one fell swoop. The large rod that popped out knocked against Asami’s cheek.
“AH…” Asami opened her eyes, and before her eyes loomed an unprecedentedly majestic rod, the whole thing glowing with a purple-black color.
“Ah, it’s so big…” she exclaimed in delight, and kissed the rod, forgetting that she was on the streets of Roppongi as she licked and sucked the head with her tongue.
“Well? My dick.”
“Ah… fantastic…” she raised her head to look at Kobayashi, her mouth still holding the glans.
She sucked the glans tightly with her gentle lips, and would shift to change her stimulation from time to time.
“Oo… oo… um…”
“Asami, is it delicious?”
“Oooh… I’m okay with this!”
“Ah… quick, quick stab, I can’t hold back any longer.” Asami sucked on the thick, hard rod, and the walls of her flesh continued to secrete love juice.
“Ah… from behind… stab it!” Asami went down on her upper body and arched her hips in a way that drove men crazy.
Kobayashi’s eyes gazed at the white-as-cream ass, and in one breath he buried his rod in the narrow slit.
“Ah… so powerful…”
The sharp, hard glans seemed to pierce the walls of flesh. Just as Asami had fantasized in the bar, the long-awaited pleasure spread throughout her body in this instant.
“You’ve, uh, been looking forward to this for a long time, haven’t you?”
“Ah… I love strong men… from the moment I met you… mmm… my slutty pussy has been waiting for this…” Asami, who was rocking her hips, confessed as she gasped for breath.
Having sex with a strange man in a building in an alleyway in Roppongi made Asami feel unusually aroused.
Again and again the piercing that made Asami’s bones rattle dramatically made her whole body almost melt even more.
“Ah… so… so good…” Asami moaned as if she were crying, echoing in the silence of the construction site building.
No one would believe that Asami would have intercourse with such a man in such a place.
“Asami, what a beautiful slit!” Kobayashi praised as he stabbed hard and abruptly.
“Ah… your… penis is great too… I’m going crazy…”
“Ah… Hey, Asami, it looks like it’s coming.”
The long brushed hair, the lustful look, the swinging hips, and the voluptuous breasts, all of this made Kobayashi feel immensely aroused.
“Asami, call out in a loud voice.”
The rod contracted strongly, and Kobayashi fought another thrust.
“Ah… Here it comes.”
There was a gurgling sound, and the womb seemed to feel the force of the white, cloudy splash as well, as Asami’s entire being was engulfed in waves of joy.
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The afterglow of perfect satisfaction in Asami’s lower abdomen hadn’t gone away, even when she was in the taxi or had arrived at her apartment in Minami Aoyama. Asami wanted to meet that man again, he was no match for one night’s satisfaction.
(Ah… I want to smell that man’s scent again…)
The smell of sweat like a beast, the muscular upper body, the purple-black thick rod, that man paralyzed the depths of Asami’s flesh.
Once again, she took to the streets of Roppongi late at night, her all-red tight dress making her curves visible. With her bouncy breasts, slender waist, and her ass swaying from side to side, she had the kind of body that would make a man’s heart skip a beat.
Asami walked back into the alley from that night today, the man was working in the construction site tonight as well, his naked upper body glistening with sweat, and just the sight of it made Asami’s winks damp.
Kobayashi mechanically asked coldly, “You still can’t forget my kung fu?”
Kobayashi’s masculine charismatic movements caused Asami to watch in awe, and she couldn’t help but stick out her moist tongue and lick her rose-red coated vermilion lips.
“I want to go to the bathhouse tonight, and if I don’t get there early, it might be closed.” While saying that, Kobayashi put on his top shirt and walked towards Asami’s seat car.
“We can have another big fuck.” Kobayashi sat beside Asami as he reached out with his left hand to caress the rounded thighs under his short skirt.
“Nasty…”
Asami reached out to put a stop to his hand, but the stench of Kobayashi’s sweat was everywhere in the small space of the seat car, an odor so close to that of a wild animal that it almost made Asami lose her mind.
“What’s your job?” Kobayashi asked so while gazing at the windshield.
“Trading company employee…”
“You lie, you have to tell the truth if you want my cock.” Kobayashi dug into Asami’s panties with his left hand and gently stroked along the crack.
“AH… I can’t…” A sweet current flowed through her, and Asami couldn’t help but moan.
“How sensitive!”
“I’m the air hostess…”
“Ah, so that’s why, no wonder you’re so beautiful and well-built.”
Kobayashi, who had heard that Asami was a flight attendant, pushed his fingers deeper inside even harder.
“Ah… not here.”
“When I heard you were an air hostess, my dick immediately perked up and, wait for it, had to be calmed down by you.”
This happened to coincide with a red light, and Asami stopped the car, and Kobayashi immediately grabbed Asami’s hair and pressed her face into her filthy work pants.
“No…” objected Asami, resisting.
Kobayashi switched seats with Asami at this point, still hard, burying Asami’s face into his lower abdomen.
“Hey, suck my baby.” He pulled the zipper down and his big, majestic rod immediately popped out.
Asami smelled a strong sexual stench, and in an instant her rationality was lost, burying her head as if by instinct.
The car started again, Asami grasped the towering rod, holding the glans with her lips and licking the root of the rod with her tongue, a blush appeared on her white face, and her gasps became rapid.
“That’s great, Asami. You’re a stewardess, so you probably suck customers off too!”
The beautiful flight attendant’s service to Kobayashi made his lower abdomen tingle with numbness.
“Oo… uh, oo…”
Asami sucked up and down back and forth, the beautiful hair, tickling Kobayashi even more, could not help but tremble between the strands.
A moment later they came to the door of the bathhouse, and after Kobayashi backed the car into the garage, he stepped out of it.
“You come too!”
“I’ll wait here!” Asami had a bad feeling about this, so she refused to get out of the car.
“It’s cozy! Come with me!”
Kobayashi opened the car door and reluctantly pulled Asami out of the car. He pushed Asami and took her hard to the men’s bathhouse.
The owner sitting at the counter was also surprised to see a beautiful woman suddenly appear. Then a student-looking boy at the undressing place also stared with wide eyes.
“For two.” Kobayashi placed the fee on the counter, then escorted Asami into the stripping area.
After Kobayashi took off his shirt, he took Asami’s hand and placed it on the waistband of his pants, “Asami, help me take it off.”
“Yes…”
Asami dropped to her knees and placed her hands on the waist of Kobayashi’s pants, and in one breath she ripped them off, as well as his shoes along with them, and right now in front of her eyes was a fully nude kaiju male.
“Ah, I’m so sorry…” said Asami, embarrassed by the look of the boy standing by.
“Asami, kiss it.”
“No… it will be seen.”
“You have to do it even if you can’t.” Kobayashi pushed Asami’s head down hard, forcing her to kiss the glans hard.
“A…” The inexplicable feeling of shame made Asami’s whole body feel like it was on fire.
But the real shame is just beginning!
“Asami, why don’t you take off your clothes too and go in together!”
“? …” For a moment, Asami doubted her own ears.
“Asami, take it all off!” Kobayashi held out his hand to remove the restraints from Asami’s body.
“Ah, no…”
Before Asami could stop herself from being pinned down, the zipper on her back had been pulled down by Kobayashi, and in an instant her tight dress had been ripped halfway down.
Asami’s sexy body was a sight to behold even for the boss and the boy.
She was wearing a black bra and panties, the wispy lace bra nestled into her snow white skin and the almost transparent panties that covered just the pubic mound, it turned out that Asami had put on this provocative lingerie in order to be viewed by Kobayashi, but she hadn’t expected that it would be seen by a strange man, and Asami’s snowy white skin turned red all over from shyness.
“Asami, you’re beautiful.”
“Don’t keep staring… I’m embarrassed.”
The eager eyes of the men made her skin ache. But inside she felt sweet.
“That’s a sexy set of underwear, but you can’t go into the bathhouse with your clothes on, so why don’t you take it all off, Asami!”
Kobayashi pulled off the sexy corset with one hand, and her round and bouncy breasts popped out as if they couldn’t wait to get out, swaying constantly.
“No…” Asami immediately wrapped her arms around her breasts in an attempt to shield them from the men’s view.
“And finally the panties.”
The men’s hungry eyes fell at that moment to the inverted triangle of lush forest mystery.
“No… being seen…” Asami hurriedly lowered her left hand to cover her lower abdomen.
Asami who stood naked at the male undressing place, at this moment under the inkstone rape of three men, her snow white skin seemed to be stained with poor shame, and her whole body exuded a kind of bewitching aura.
“What beautiful flesh, it’s too bad you’re wearing clothes, Asami, isn’t it nice to be completely naked like this!”
Kobayashi ran his hands over Asami’s lust-filled ass and pushed the glass door open as he escorted a reluctant Asami into the bathhouse.
There were only four men bathing in the expansive bathhouse, three in the pool and one rinsing his body. The four men were startled at the sudden appearance of the naked beauty and stared with wide eyes.
“I hate… I’m so embarrassed!”
Asami seemed to be attempting to get the four men to gaze at her with impunity. She swung her plump hips, making the men’s hearts flutter even more.
“Asami, let me hug you.”
Kobayashi wrapped his arms around Asami from behind her, making it impossible for her to move while he began to caress Asami’s breasts.
“Ah… nasty…”
Asami felt a sense of satisfaction rising from her heart at the fact that her naked body was being viewed to the fullest by a strange man.
(Ah… bare breasts, pubic hair of her slit, all seen…) Although her eyes were closed, she could clearly feel the men casting hungry glances at her ripe flesh.
At that moment the owner standing at the counter, and the student-like boy also entered the bathhouse completely naked.
“Ah… not here… spare me, you…”
Asami’s whole body was red all over, she felt a slight dizziness, as Kobayashi violently stabbed at her pubic cleavage with his rod, causing her lower half of her body to go a little bit numb, and her pale pink nipples, at an unknown time, had already risen up.
Kobayashi flicked Asami’s nipples with his fingers and moved a round chair to sit down.
“Asami, wash my body.” He handed Asami the soap.
“Okay, okay… you…”
Asami rubbed the soap to lather it up and applied it to Kobayashi’s back.
“What are you doing? I want you to wash it with your boobs!”
“Washing with boobs… boobs?”
“I want you to wash me with your bouncy twat.”
“This… I’m not a whore…”
“Can’t you?”
“Here, I’m embarrassed to be so naked. I’m only used to having sex when the two of us are alone… I just can’t stand it here.” Asami pleaded in a low voice.
“Did you notice the look in the other men’s eyes? You’d better realize that it’s not just me and you here.”
Kobayashi applied the lathering soap, heavily, to one of Asami’s jiggling breasts.
“AH, AH… no.”
Kobayashi’s soapy hands were like caresses, causing Asami’s nipples to react sharply. At that moment, her plump chest was filled with foam, leaving only her pink nipples exposed, a sight that was particularly tantalizing.
At that moment, Kobayashi pulled Asami forcefully over to him and leaned her plump breasts against his thick chest, which was deformed by the forceful squeezing.
“Okay, Asami, bob your breasts up and down and side to side.”
“Ah…”
Asami just had to do what she was told and kept swinging her nipples back and forth, rubbing them tenderly against Kobayashi’s chest.
“ah… ah…”
Applying the soap, the feeling of skin rubbing against skin was even better than expected, and Asami couldn’t help but let out a lustful moan as she continued to swing her ample breasts back and forth against Kobayashi’s upper body.
The other six men watched, dumbfounded, as the fully nude beauty serviced Kobayashi, and Asami’s breasts gradually grew firmer.
“Ah… so big… so beautiful!”
Asami then used the deep cleavage of her plump breasts to clamp down on Kobayashi’s majestic rod. Being squeezed by the soft skin on the left and right, Kobayashi felt extraordinarily stimulated. The sight of the purple-black hard rod against the soft white-red skin was particularly arousing.
“Asami, are you comfortable? I’m so good!”
“Ah… I’m wonderful too…”
Asami had by now paid no attention to the six men watching beside her as she concentrated on squeezing and rubbing Kobayashi’s rod with her breasts in unison.
“Ah! …let the hips also…”
Kobayashi stood up and slowly rotated so that Asami’s breasts could rub against her own buttocks, and the friction of her hard nipples sent a strong feeling of pleasure from her breasts to her whole body. At this moment, Asami’s pussy was already full of love juice, and the men who stood by to watch the rape, none of them wanted to hit Asami’s pussy from the back.
Whether it was the owner of the bathhouse or the other men, they were all excited by Asami’s sultry oral play, and all of their rods were erect, gradually leaning towards Kobayashi and Asami.
“Ah…”
Sensing the mood of the men, Asami suddenly opened her eyes, which were filled with the light of sultry lust. All around her were majestic towering rods of flesh.
“Ah… big dick…”
Six thick, hard meat rods appeared in front of Asami all at once, causing her to stifle her love juices. She could no longer take her eyes off of them, and each of them also seemed to feel an overwhelming interest in Asami’s slit.
Naturally, Asami reached out her right hand to catch the bathhouse owner’s rod.
“Ah… so hot…”
Asami felt a desire-filled vigor, and she let out an ecstatic cheer while she reached out her left hand again and grabbed a middle-aged man’s rod.
“Slut, it’s nice to be surrounded by six meat rods, isn’t it?” Kobayashi asked softly as he reached out from behind to rub Asami’s breasts.
“Ah… you mustn’t do this… I’m already embarrassed to be naked in a place like this… ah… you mustn’t make fun of me anymore…”
Asami held both rods with both hands while licking the man standing in front of her with her tongue again, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she sucked on the strange man’s rod as if it were very delicious.
“Ah… you… stab my slit quickly.”
The sexual stench of six men mesmerized Asami, her walls of flesh moist and at the same time beginning to stir and start seeking caresses.
“This is a bathhouse, is it okay to ask that in front of others?” Kobayashi murmured as he kneaded her breasts.
“Ah, stop torturing me, my slutty pussy, it’s waiting for you… it’s better to see… how my torso loves to be viewed!”
Asami was holding the two meat rods at the same time. While twisting her hips from side to side to provoke Kobayashi’s desire, the man beside her had bloodshot eyes at that moment, gazing tightly at the woman who was like a demonic spirit.
“Ah… you… please… stab me quickly…”
Asking for intercourse in front of the men made her feel unusually aroused.
“Oooh…” From the tip of the rod held in Asami’s right hand, white mucus spurted out, which sprayed on her breasts and stained her pink nipples.
“Ah… Come on, make me feel good…”
Asami took turns caressing the five rods in order, while at the same time sucking on Kobayashi’s cock herself.
“Oooh…” This time it was a middle-aged man who climaxed, spilling sticky semen all over Asami’s trance-like face at once.
“Ah… Asami wants it too… Hey… Don’t make me wait… Hurry up and pierce my slit.” Asami wiped the mucus from her face and then raised her rounded buttocks high in the air and swayed.
“Ah… come on… stab…” Asami cried out in a loud voice of excitement.
“Slut, do you want my cock that bad?”
“Think… my slit hurts so much I can’t stand it… come on… insert it.” Asami boldly spread her legs wide, exposing the lips of her flower deep within her pubic hair.
“Ah… not just to see… I can’t wait… quickly! Pound my pussy with your meat stick.”
Kobayashi’s eyes, along with those of the other six men, gazed silently at Asami’s stupid slit.
“Ah, Asami’s pussy is very sexy, isn’t it?… Hey, what do you guys think?”
“You have a very beautiful slit.” So said a man with a protruding belly about forty years old.
“I’m glad to see… Asami’s slit, it’s extraordinary.”
Kobayashi couldn’t resist any longer, and he grabbed the rounded hips with the intention of penetrating Asami’s brightly colored buds in one fell swoop.
“Ah… come on…” Asami lowered her upper body and raised her hips again.
“Go for it!” Kobayashi fought the jab.
“AH… GOOD… GOOD…” Asami cried out in joy as the walls of her ripe flesh were violently attacked.
The hard and thick rod, kept going deeper and deeper into the end of the slut hole, and the walls of the flesh that contained the rod, also produced strong contractions due to the joy.
As if he was boasting to the other men, Kobayashi worked hard to attack her winking flesh.
“Ah… so… so beautiful!” Asami coveted Kobayashi’s mighty attack.
“This woman is a flight attendant.” Kobayashi gasped sharply while looking up to the group.
“Really?” There was a strange glint in the men’s eyes.
“Ah… of course it’s true… I’m a stewardess… a wonderful stewardess… so good… I love it, big dick!”
Asami’s entire body was currently immersed in the atmosphere of joyful stealing, and her long, brushed hair covered her cheeks, adding a bit more of her poignant sensuality.
“Slutty stewardess.” Kobayashi indulged in Asami’s wintry flesh on one side and chided her flirtatiously.
Bean-sized beads of sweat appeared on her fleshy buttocks.
“Ah… Hey… Asami, I think I’m coming…” A voice that sounded as if it was about to die resounded in the vast bathhouse.
Each of the men surrounding Asami couldn’t help but masturbate. Their bloodshot eyes stared unblinkingly at Asami’s oblivious state of shame.
“Ah… I can’t… I’m… coming… ah…” There was a violent jolt in her hips, and Asami was engulfed in a torrent of semen.
“Oooh…” Asami, who had reached a wonderful orgasm, had a look of joy that caused the other men to release their own semen one after another.
The muddy and sticky liquid spilled all over Asami’s back and buttocks. Moreover, in the end, Asami’s garden was covered by Kobayashi’s slime.
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Asami was once again on the road again. This time it was to fly to Europe for about ten days.
Upon arriving in Paris, Asami had dinner with the pilot and other ground crew, after which she returned to the hotel to rest.
After Asami showered, she laid down naked on the bed, she wanted to rest early tonight. But as soon as her eyes closed, Kobayashi’s figure immediately appeared before her eyes, remembering the intense sexual intercourse at the construction site and everything at the bathhouse, thinking about it, she couldn’t help but feel her body heat up, and she actually moaned for no reason.
(Ah… I miss you…)
Her right hand reached into the lush forest of her lower abdomen, the stamens impatiently awaiting stimulation.
“Ah…” The slightest touch sent a wave of excitement through my body.
It had been ten days since she left Kobayashi’s majestic rod. From time to time on the airplane Asami thought of Kobayashi’s big old cock, and in her mind she could no longer live without the man’s rod.
(I want a rod… I want it no matter what…)
For ten days, Asami had been resisting the urge to be embraced by Kobayashi. At this moment she fell asleep in a daze thinking about it.
When Asami woke up, she looked at the clock and saw that it was already eleven o’clock in the middle of the night. At this time, the bar of the hotel should still be closed, Asami wanted to order a drink to get drunk, anyway, at this time she has no sleep, the only thing left is full of lust.
Asami wore a dark brown dress naked, with no bra or panties inside. The slender figure wrapped in the tight dress, more and more highlights the delicate curves of a mature woman. The design of the front neckline was a deep V shape, with half of the attractive cleavage exposed. Even when covered with fabric, the nipples underneath are still clearly visible.
Asami stood in front of the mirror, combing and gathering her beautiful hair, the short skirt of twenty centimeters above the knee could not hide the beauty of the curves of the slender legs of European and American women.
Asami finished dressing up and stomped out of the room on her heels.
Asami walked from above into the bar, which was dimly lit and was showing a movie that had been popular before. There were about five booths, almost all of which were filled with customers, most of whom were white, and only one of whom was an Easterner who was probably Japanese.
Secretly pleased with the attention focused on her, Asami walked over to the high chair in front of the bar and lifted her sexy thighs to sit on it. She gazed at the names of the wines on the wine list and looked up at the display of wines on the liquor cabinet. There were two bartenders at the bar, and from time to time they cast their eyes over Asami’s chest. Being watched by the men of Paris was undoubtedly another thrill as well.
The bartender handed her a glass of full red liquid, she took it and sipped gently with her sultry lips, the hot liquid flowed down her throat and actually made even the walls of her flesh feel stupid.
She felt someone’s eyes following her, and when she looked back, her gaze happened to meet the Japanese man unexpectedly.
(What an attractive man…)
A mocking smile appeared on his face as he surveyed Asami’s plump ass. Asami turned back and took another sip of the strong drink in her hand.
A strong odor of cologne hit the room as the man sat down next to Asami.
“You’re a staff member of Airline A, aren’t you!” The man asked, looking at Asami’s side.
“ ┅┅”
“I came to Paris on Air A too. I was amazed when I saw you on the plane and I didn’t expect to meet you here. What a beautiful ass! With the slender willow waist, it’s really God’s masterpiece, irresistible hips.”
“So!” Asami deliberately acted expressionless.
“What size, please?” The man asked rudely.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Asami squinted at him in mild anger.
“You look sexy even when you’re angry!” The man let out a vile smile while continuing to stare intently at Asami’s face.
“…” Asami ignored the man’s glare as she drank from her glass in one gulp.
(What kind of man praises another man’s ass and even asks for the size…) “Tell me how?” The man pressed on, as if he wouldn’t stop until he got an answer.
“Boobs are boobies too yay, let me see some nipples!” The man exclaimed as he peeked at Asami’s breasts.
Maybe the others in the bar weren’t able to understand Japanese, but Asami was still embarrassed by the man’s explicit words.
“Will you sell me your body for half a million dollars a night?” The man said easily as he sipped his whiskey.
“… Now, what the hell are you talking about?”
“I’m talking, I’ll give you half a million dollars for your slit.” The man said seriously.
“Please watch your attitude.” Asami stood up impatiently.
“Stewardess, please wait.” Asami was pulled back to her seat by his strong arm: “I want to see your body. My cock has been wanting to share a little love with you for a long time.”
“With me?” Asami felt a sweet pain in her lower abdomen.
“I want to buy you.” The man reached out to caress Asami’s ass.
“No!”
“What a beautiful ass, you’re not wearing panties are you!” The man’s eyes glistened.
The man’s hands left her hips and then moved to her back as he pulled on the pull-tabs, pulling them down bit by bit.
“No… please don’t…” said Asami, attempting to stop the man’s rapidly descending hand.
“Tonight you are my vassal.”
“┅┅”
The zipper had been pulled down, and Asami’s entire back was exposed, and her breasts were now visible.
“Well? Half a million dollars a night.”
“Uh…” promised Asami in a small voice.
Asami was afraid that if she didn’t say yes, she would be stripped naked and displayed in front of everyone, but the man’s forceful actions didn’t stop her lower abdomen from aching vaguely, while the words that betrayed her flesh made her heart flutter.
A whore for one night only, just a slave for one night, in a Parisian hotel, for the carnal relief of a horny middle-aged man.
“Well, for tonight, I belong to you.”
The man pulled her pullover closed and her snow-white backside was once again covered.
“You’re just being compulsive…”
“From the moment I saw you on the plane, I wanted you.”
“I think whoever saw you on the plane imagined what your slutty pussy would look like.” The man placed his hands on Asami’s thighs and began to wander and stroke them.
“No…”
When the man’s hand came to the base of her thigh, Asami reached out to stop him, but the man reached out with his fingers and lightly touched the barrier-less mystery of her lower abdomen.
“AH…” moaned Asami from deep in her throat.
A man takes pride in the pleasure of caressing his pubic hair, and secretly caressing a woman’s pubic hair in this public place gives him a special thrill throughout his body.
This man’s name was Konishi, and he was the owner of a medium-sized trading company. Due to his work, he had to travel a lot between the country and abroad, and as a result, he was able to meet all kinds of women from different countries. American, French, Italian, Filipino, and so on. Most of the foreign women were tall, had strong body odor, and were generous with their sexuality, but he still found Japanese women to be the best. The shy look, the whispered moans, the soft white skin, and the wonderful body odor.
The woman sitting next to her with red cheeks was the ideal object of Konishi’s desire, and she was another airhostess. Wearing a dark green uniform, the elegant and dignified behavior of air hostesses is exactly what men are longing for these days. Half a million dollars a night was still a bargain!
“What’s your name?”
“Ah… Asami…”
“Asami? Good name.”
Konishi’s eager eyes gazed at Asami, and the tips of his fingers couldn’t help but probe into the crack.
“No, I can’t… I can’t take it anymore…” Asami’s whole body spasmed, and love juice flowed out in an endless stream.
Konishi held the crack open and his fingers probed deeper.
“Asami, your slit is so wet!”
“Nasty… don’t say it.”
“Asami, don’t you want it?”
Konishi said as he buried his head into Asami’s chest and began to lick it intently.
Her nipples were aroused by the tongue, and Asami’s whole body had long since been marred.
“Ah… not here… in my room…”
“Come on, my baby is impatient too.”
Konishi lifted his face buried in Asami’s chest and grabbed her hand, guiding her to caress his swollen lower abdomen.
“Nasty…”
“Asami, gonna stick it in you yo!”
Konishi’s pants swelled excessively.
Having a man lovingly fondle her winks in a first-class hotel bar, and now caressing a man’s hard bottom, Asami couldn’t help but get her garden even wetter at the thought of her lewd behavior.
“Asami, hold it.” Konishi said loudly.
“I can’t stand it here… Can we start again in the room?”
“You are the woman I bought, and you can only obey my orders.”
Konishi pulled down the zipper of his pants and forced Asami to hold the rod inside.
“Ah… it’s so big…” Asami rubbed gently, from the rod to the drooping sac.
“Asami, you’re good at kung fu, that’s the fun of it.”
After Konishi finished speaking, he brought his mouth close to Asami’s breasts again and sucked greedily.
“Ah…”
Her breasts immediately rose up, and Konishi kept kneading those round and bouncy breasts with both hands.
“Mmm… so embarrassing…”
Asami closed her eyes and couldn’t help but think of all the things she had done at the men’s bathhouse.
“I want to see your ass.”
“Go to the room, take me to the room… Will you do it well in the room? …” Asami begged in a low voice.
“Okay! Then, you say out loud that you want my baby.” Konishi ordered so while biting Asami’s nipple.
“What can I say about such things?”
“Shouldn’t be embarrassed by now! Besides, I’m sure no one can understand you when you yell penis, because this isn’t Japan!”
“Come on, yell you want a big meat stick.”
“Oo… well, I’m a woman you bought… I don’t have any freedom to speak of.” Asami seemed to have made up her mind.
“Big… big meat stick… I want to… hmmm… go to your room… so I can have full access to your cock!”
Asami wiggled her ample breasts while speaking loudly, though she thought no one could understand, her heart was almost about to stop.
Asami held onto the man’s arm to lend her strength to stand up and clasped her bare chest with both hands.
As they walked out of the bar, Konishi took a breath and pulled down the zipper of Asami’s dress.
“Ah…”
Asami stepped into the elevator completely naked, and in the elevator the two of them entwined their lips and tongues tightly together, completely oblivious to the presence of bystanders.
“Mmm… oooh…” was all that could be heard from the elevator as passionate sucking gasps were heard.
Konishi stroked Asami’s buttocks while sucking obliviously. It reached the fifth floor. The two stepped out of the elevator.
“My room is at the far end.”
“Ah, sorry.” Asami tried to put the dress back on again.
“Do what? Don’t wear it, Asami you’re going to walk into the house completely naked.”
“Ah… No, you’re embarrassing me!”
“From now on, you’re going to think of yourself as a bitch.” Konishi ordered without mercy.
(to be continued)
Asami, air hostess (fill-in)
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The novel “Asami the Airhostess”, which I read online a long time ago, never saw the ending. When I was organizing my book collection a few days ago, I found a more complete version in the back of a novel, so I scanned it out and would like to thank the unknown predecessor who typed it up once upon a time.
Konishi pushed her and said, “Asami, lie down on the bed.”
Konishi took out a purple band from the cabinet and had Asami tied up in a large zigzag pattern, her hands tied to the railing of the bed, and her two feet tied wide open.
Several more special loops of tape were placed around her breasts to make them firmer and her nipples more prominent.
Konishi’s eyes looked at Asami’s armpits, hairless and pale, making the woman look so weak, his face buried in her armpits, sniffing her body odor.
“Oh! It smells so good!”
Konishi picked up another special brush with a rod of soft bristles all on one end, a brush used for washing fine clothes.
He slowly approached the bed with a lewd grin on his face: “Hahaha…”
“Oh! What for?” Asami closed her eyes, wondering what the hell he was up to.
“Bite ya! Just washing you.” Konishi approached Asami’s plump breasts and closed the brush to touch Asami’s nipples.
“Oh! Don’t!” Asami’s bound limbs vibrated.
“Oh! Look at your nipples, they’re as cute as beans, let’s wash and brush them, they’ll be prettier that way.” Konishi took the brush and rubbed it on Asami’s left nipple.
“Oooh…” Asami’s sensitive nipples ached and her waist stood erect.
“Why, get comfortable! Asami.” Konishi looked at the beauty’s pained expression and said, “I’ll make you more comfortable.” He rubbed her right nipple again.
“AH… OOOH…” The stinging pain in her nipples caused Asami’s whole body to feel agony.
“How does it feel? Asami.” Konishi rubbed her nipples from side to side.
“It hurts! My nipples hurt!” Asami said in agony, her sensitive nipples more painful than being bitten.
“Don’t scream, Asami! It should be comfortable.” He ran the brush over her skin again.
“Don’t! It hurts!” Asami pleaded in agony.
The brush went up and down on her left and right breasts a dozen times, and Asami kept screaming, and Konishi said, “Are you screaming with that voice? Or are you crying?”
“Here, let’s try your armpits.”
“Ohhhhhhhh” Konishi’s tongue licked Asami’s armpits, a demeanor that caused Asami’s ripe naked body to feel a very painful sensation.
Konishi licked the beauty’s armpit, causing the rod between his strands to stand erect with excitement, her right armpit wet with saliva.
“Oooh…”
Konishi shifted his position, sniffing hard with his nose under her left armpit, the brush still brushing the protruding nipple on Asami’s breast.
“It hurts, my nipples hurt…” cried Asami, looking at Konishi.
“Don’t make a sound, Asami.” Without pity, Konishi brushed his nipples forcefully.
“Oh! Ouch.” The intense pain throughout her body caused Asami’s body to shake.
“Don’t! It hurts.” The intense pain distorted the beauty’s face.
“Come! Let’s see your garden again.”
Konishi stroked her dark and luxuriant pubic hair, opened her flower lips, and saw a wet glow on the wall of flesh, he looked at Asami and said, “You lewd woman, I’m going to make you feel pleasure from the pain.”
“Ah! Don’t!” Asami still pleaded as if she were crying.
Konishi’s face was close between her legs, blowing hot air on her garden.
“Ah! Aaah…” The soft walls of flesh reacted violently.
Konishi pervertedly said, “Here, I’ll stick the other end of the brush in, and you’ll have to clench.”
Konishi flicked his finger over the fleshy lips.
“Ah!” Asami screamed in pain.
Konishi inserted the other end of the brush into her secret hole and screamed, “¡°…”
Asami gritted her teeth in pain.
“You have to clench to get comfortable!”
“Look how wet you are, you must be so comfortable!” Konishi rubbed her secret hole with the rod of the brush while nibbling her nipple with his teeth.
“Awww…” Asami screamed like a wild animal as the pain brought her pleasure.
“Come on! Clench tightly…”
“Haha… You can also be in pain! You whore.”
Asami had been putting up with his perverted behavior because she had sold her body to him for a rather hefty reward.
“Hurry up and get in there, get in there…” Konishi pumped the cleansing rod with satisfaction.
“AH… AH…” Asami’s sensitive part of the female flesh was not immune to the clutches of the clutches of the clutches of the clutches of the clutches.
“Ahh! Ouch!” A spasm rose from Asami’s naked body, and she felt herself getting lost, her body shaking from side to side as she screamed in agony.
“Does it hurt?”
Konishi looked at Asami’s agonized expression with a strange look as he took out a bottle of wine from the cooler and poured it down the wash stick into her secret hole.
“Wow,” the pretty girl’s face agonized with a deep frown.
“Oooh,” the lower half of her body was being worked on by perverted behavior, both hands and feet of the mature flesh of Asami were tied again, and her nipples were brushed ninety times. The change of having something thick and hard in her hole, and now having wine poured into her secret hole, made Asami die of pain.
“Oooh pain… it hurts!” Asami screamed loudly, her waist vibrating from side to side.
Konishi’s sadistic behavior turned him on himself, and he drained the bottle, his rod cocked as he watched Asami’s agonized expression, and he growled, “Wow! I can’t take it anymore.” So he pulled out the washer rod and violated her garden with his furiously open rod.
“Ah!” Asami was holding the wash stick for a long time, and Konishiichi withdrew the foreign object, causing her to let out a sigh of relief as if she had been imprisoned and was free.
“Aaah…”
The rod jutted into her moist floral lips, a sweet current running through her entire body, and he buried the entire rod deep in one breath.
The wash stick brushed against her breasts.
“Ahhhh! Asami, that feels so good.”
Konishi’s rod pumped in and out of her, the wash stick in one hand brushing against her left nipple as he took one side in his mouth.
“Oh… oh…” Asami felt her entire body burning.
“Oooo…” the sultry lips gasped hotly, she was in pain and joy, her whole body felt like it was being burned by fire, making her unable to stand it and moaning continuously.
“Ah! It’s great… Asami.”
Asami’s hair was loose, and Konishi’s waist was in constant motion.
“Ahhhh! It’s so hot! My body is going to burn, it’s so hot!”
Asami’s waist catered to his rod, craving pleasure, making her voice as passionate as fire.
“Ah! Ahh! Asami, I’m going to cum.” Konishi’s waist moved swiftly, and white, cloudy semen erupted.
“Whoo! Oooo…”
The naked bodies of the two were dripping with sweat, their bodies spasming, while Konishi got his desire fulfilled and he spurted his semen in her garden.
Asami, with both her hands and feet tied, opened her mouth wide and took in the rod, cleaning the cum that remained when Konishi ejaculated his semen.
Konishi turned around and put his ass to Asami’s face and said, “Come on! Lick my ass hole.”
Asami’s beauty covered Konishi’s ass as she hesitantly stuck out her tongue and licked Konishi’s ass hole.
“Oooh,” a sharp stimulus rattled through Konishi’s brain, causing her to yelp.
Asami thought for a moment and withdrew her tongue.
Konishi pressed down on her head and inserted his rod into her mouth, screaming, “Slut, suck my rod.”
Konishi’s waist kept moving up and down as the feeling of his hot ejaculation rushed past in front of his glans, and Asami’s mouth felt the swell of that rod, releasing semen.
Asami swallowed the last drop of semen and he moaned, “Ah! It feels so good!”
So Konishi untied Asami and held her in his arms for the rest of the wonderful evening.
During those three days, Konishi hugged Asami, satisfying this beautiful woman and enjoying the thrill of fulfillment himself.
After Konishi left, Asami returned to Japan. During the week, she thought about it constantly, remembering her lying in Kobayashi’s arms. Since she was so sexually aroused, that’s why she traded sex with Konishi.
She was constantly thinking about Kobayashi. Asami was close to being a woman of nymphomaniacal lust.
[End]