****** Touring Japan by Doughman ******
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Touring Japan


Having spent two weeks in Japan on business, working a couple of 60 hour weeks,
I was ready for a little diversion. I had scheduled my flight such that I left
Kyoto on Friday morning, and spent a couple days in Tokyo. If you have never
been to Tokyo, you have really missed out on a sensory experience. There are
just so many people, and so much happening, it is difficult to take it all
in... sights, sounds, smells, you name it.

In spite of the many millions of people there is an extremely low crime rate.
Of course, there is the reputed and feared Yakuza, the Japanese equivalent of
the Mafia, but that generally doesn't affect the common people. It is not to
say that it is crime free, but compared to the states...well, there is no
comparison. Surprisingly, too, there is a variety of pleasurable entertainment
available that was quite liberal. I had heard stories... now I was to see for
myself.

Friday evening, I went out among the masses for dinner. After studying the
subway routes, and finally finding a map that was in English, I selected my
destination...the Harajuku district. This was on the recommendation of a friend
of mine. The subway can be quite an erotic experience in and of itself. We have
all seen the many pictures posted on the Internet of these young nubile
schoolgirls in some of the most erotic poses. The subway is full of them. I am
not sure what it is that provokes them to display their treasures so freely and
willingly for pictures...whether it's money, or freedom of expression or what.
I talked to an American friend of mine that has spent about 12 years in Japan,
and he said that this sexual attraction of older men and young schoolgirls was
a whole sub-culture itself and much more pervasive in Japan than here in the
states. It also seems to be more accepted. Nonetheless, sitting on the subway
amongst all these beautiful women and beautiful young schoolgirls is a visual
feast. Often times, they make little effort to keep their legs together and
with their somewhat loose, pleated skirts, it is easy to get an unobstructed
view of their white cotton panties, with their sweet little sparsely-haired
pussies. Typically, by the time I arrive to my destination, my cock is raging
hard, and I am dripping pre-cum fantasizing about these cuties.

It was a beautiful evening to be strolling about in Tokyo. It was also
difficult to make up my mind what I wanted to eat. I settled on a nondescript
noodle shop I came across, having a couple Sapporo's and a bowl of Udon. I then
headed for the avenue with all the lights and what seemed to be "where all the
action was." Unless there are pictures outside, it is usually difficult to tell
what kind of business a place is...unless they have signs in English. You can
usually find gentleman's clubs because pictures are posted. I saw this sign
that looked intriguing, indicating that something was on the 9th floor. I took
the elevator up and it opens directly into the reception area with a small
counter, and a man sitting there reading the newspaper. There are a few guys
sitting in the waiting area. The man at the counter told me to wait and sit
down and someone would be with me. I wasn't sure what experience was awaiting
me. When my turn came, a sweet young girl escorted me to a booth and gestured
for me to go inside, which I did.

Once in the booth, a sliding window opens, revealing a woman dancing nude on
the other side. We've all been inside these types of places. The interesting
thing is that you don't have to put money in to watch. However, there is a sign
on the wall with some cartoon images of options you would have for getting off,
such as a woman masturbating you, a blow job with a condom, and something else
that I forget. To get service you had to turn a light switch on that indicated
outside that someone needed service. I flipped on the switch, and waited for
something to happen. I was standing there jacking my cock, watching the dancer,
when shortly, a beautiful young girl about 19, wearing a very interesting red
silk outfit that was low-cut, with a jacket with long tails, and something that
resembled hotpants, opens the door and half-bows, asking my permission to enter
the booth. She really didn't need to ask permission.

After feeble attempts at conversation I pointed to the picture representing a
blow-job and gave her the equivalent of about $40. She smiled and pulled a
condom from her pocket, rolling it down over my cock. She was so sweet, I
couldn't keep my hands off of her. My hands immediately went to her full
breasts that were so perfectly shaped. I unbuttoned her jacket and was
massaging her bare breasts, licking and sucking at her nipples. She seemed to
deriving a great deal of pleasure from this. I was too. She then moved down and
lovingly took my cock in her mouth, and started moving her tender lips up and
down. Had it not been for the condom blocking some of the sensation I'm sure I
would have come right away. I let her suck away for a few minutes and decided I
would try something. I pulled her up from her kneeling position, and unzipped
her shorts, placing my hand down on her moist slit. She wasn't wearing panties
and didn't resist, so I inserted a finger and began moving it in and out of
her. While doing this, I began massaging her clit with my thumb. With my free
hand I was massaging and brushing lightly across her nipples. After a few
minutes of this, she let out a little shriek, and hardened her body, jerking
and convulsing against my hand. The sight of her orgasming right here with me,
was almost enough for me to come without even touching me. When she had
sufficiently recovered, she went back down and continued her sucking. It was
almost no time at all, before I felt my climax tightening in my balls, and jets
of hot cum came shooting out into the condom. I would have loved to feel her
exquisite little mouth with my hot cum, but under the circumstances, I could
understand. She ever so politely thanked me and left the booth. I was left
wondering exactly what a beautiful young girl like her is doing when she is not
doing that for a living.

I left this place and continued my quest, not sure what I was questing for. I
ran into a little man, who stopped me and asked me, "you wanna see peep show?"
Not having any particular place to go, I nodded yes, and he proceeded in a
half-trot, with me keeping pace behind him. After a 5-minutes hike through
crowds, up and down streets and alleys, we arrived at this doorway, and he
gestured for me to go inside. I went down a narrow flight of stairs, and soon
found myself in a smoke filled room that was filled with almost all Japanese
guys. If you've never seen one of these shows you have missed out. Typically,
most of the women are young, beautiful, and have great bodies. Their acts are
quite extravagant, and they put a lot of creativity into their act. The unusual
thing is that at the end of each set, they come out with a little basket and a
Polaroid camera, and for about $10, you can ask them to pose any way you want
(completely nude), and snap two pictures to take home as souvenirs. At the end
of a complete round of all the dancers, they all come out on the stage, in a
very loud, visual light show, wearing sunglasses, blowing whistles, and doing
their best to distinguish themselves. They also have their cameras with them.
This time, after taking their picture, you get to fondle them anywhere you
want. It's quite a sight to see a dozen beautiful Japanese women on a stage,
sitting, standing, loud music beating in your ear, strobe lights, being
fingered in their pussies... of course, I was one of them. I was getting so
horny. I wanted all of them right then and there, but doubted that you could
get the use of one of them for personal pleasure, and even if you could, I
wouldn't know how to ask. I stayed for several hours. During one of the shows,
they selected a member from the audience to participate. They had him put a
condom on and suck him off in front of everyone until he came. Most of the guys
won't participate in this. The second time they tried to get a volunteer, no
one was volunteering, and they tried to draft me, one of about 3 Americans in
there. Although I would have loved to, I was a bit embarrassed about being
sucked off in a room full of Japanese guys, even though I would have never even
seen these guys again.

About 11:00 PM, the show was over and we all filtered out. I don't know about
the other guys, but I was incredibly horny. I was ready to fuck "something,"
and wasn't real particular about what or who it was. I strolled up and down
streets and came up to what appeared to be a main street. There was a lot of
things going on, food kiosks, artisans selling their wares, and an occasional
prostitute. I tried several times to make contact with one of them, but it is
not uncommon in Japan to hear "Japanese only." It feels different when you are
the one being discriminated against. This did not daunt me in my quest though.

Finally, I came upon a petite young woman, and started walking towards her. At
first she turned her back to me. I went around her and tried to talk to her. My
Japanese was limited, but after several minutes I was able to convince her to
take my business. We walked a few blocks to a small building, going up a few
flights of stairs and entered a very small apartment. Once inside, she wanted
the money first and I gave her about $100 American dollars. I wasn't sure what
I got for $100, because I didn't understand her. She began to take off my
clothes, but kept hers on. I was massaging her breasts through the fabric of
her dress, curious at what was going to happen. When I was completely naked,
she rolled a condom onto my throbbing cock, and proceeded to suck me off. I
didn't want to cum, so I began to remove her clothes. She wasn't wearing a bra,
so when her dress was off, she stood there with her small rounded breasts, and
hard brown nipples, with her hands on her hips, knowing I was admiring her
sweet, tight body.

Slowly, I reached up wrapping my fingers around the elastic of her cotton
panties, and pulled them down over her shapely hips. You cannot imagine my
shock, when her panties came down, discovering that she was a he! There, where
I thought there was going to be a nectar-filled, tight hairless little pussy,
was a small semi-rigid little cock, dangling between her/his legs. I was taken
aback for a moment. She/he looked at me as if he was trying to gauge my
reaction to this discovery. Finally, I said to myself that I was the only one
here and no one else was going to know, might as well go for it. I smiled
slightly, reaching up to take his/her cock in my hand, and slowly stroking it
back and forth. In no time at all, the cock was completely rigid, about 5 1/2".
Slowly, the thought of making it with this being that was trapped in gender
purgatory began to appeal to me. I took a second condom from the nightstand and
placed it on him, proceeding to suck on his rigid cock. It was a strange
sensation, but not completely foreign, as I had experimented with friends as a
youth. He was obviously relieved that I didn't beat the shit out of him, and
reveled in the sensation of my warm mouth around his pulsating cock. While
sucking on his cock, I slowly began dragging my fingertips across his tight
little ass. This additional sensation caused him to shudder and express audible
moans of pleasure.

After a few moments, he reached for a tube of lubricant and began lubing up his
tight little asshole. Obviously, he wanted to feel my hard cock up his ass, and
as I said earlier, I was ready to fuck anything. This, I had never done before.
Other than the cock, every indication was that this was a beautiful woman. It
just seemed that God had screwed up somewhere here. He kneeled across the bed
and leaned over with his elbows on the bed, presenting his little ass for me. I
positioned myself behind him, placing the swollen head of my cock at the
puckered entrance to his ass. With one slow, steady push, I was completely
inserted into his beautiful little ass. I leaned across him and began massaging
her/his breasts. They were probably about 34A's, and offered plenty to hold
onto, and as far as I could tell, I was just having anal sex with a woman. In
my mind, I knew the truth, but it did not dissuade me from my quest. With that
thought, I began slowly thrusting in and out of his waiting ass.

As I slid in and out of his ass, he began to slowly jack his cock with his
right hand. Each time I pushed in, He would moan loudly, as I suppose I was
making connect with his prostrate. I could feel my pending orgasm building as
my balls tightened, and feeling of inevitable release welled inside me. With
one more thrust, my hot cum came shooting up my shaft, depositing inside the
end of the condom. Spurt after spurt collected, and I could feel the sensation
of the added lubricant as my own cock slipped in and out of the condom inside
his ass. Seconds later, he to tore off his condom, rising up on his knees and
shot a load of come, 7-8 spurts across his mattress. I got off the bed and
motioned that I would like to take a shower. I took a quick one, bringing my
wallet into the shower with me for fear he might dip into it.

After showering, I politely thanked him/her, as she/he had already gotten
dressed and was looking every bit the beautiful woman I thought she was. I
walked off into the night, searching for the subway station, satisfied, and
wondering what other adventures I might find tomorrow.

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