A large, well-built, blond American businessman in Japan takes a break from his work, relaxing in a beautiful open-air hot spring bath. He hears two young girls giggling nearby, as they discuss his huge .. build. Step by step, he seduces them, and the girls indulge their curiosity, culminating in a sizzling threesome as their tight pussies are filled beyond anything they’ve ever known.
This is an erotic short story of approx. 4,000 words. It is meant for mature audiences only, and contains graphic descriptions of m/f and f/f sex.
Keywords: menage, threesome, oral sex, interracial sex, lesbian sex, older man, college girls, oriental, asian, japanese
I must have dozed off for a while, because I didn’t notice anyone come in, but I could hear feminine voices talking and giggling. I kept my eyes closed, eavesdropping, shamelessly.
There were two voices speaking in Japanese, of course. The voices sounded as if they belonged to two young girls, both with the accent and slang of this area, which I had noticed when I checked in to my hotel. From the subject of their conversation, I was guessing that they thought I couldn’t hear them. But, sound travels unpredictably around rocks and water, and I could make out what they were saying pretty well.
Even if they knew I could hear them, the girls might have assumed I couldn’t understand. This was a pretty rural area, and people were often quite shocked to learn that I could converse with them perfectly well in Japanese.
“…can you imagine having all that on top of you?” said voice one.
“No way! I’d be crushed,” voice two replied, with a shocked giggle, “he’s huge.”
“I’ll bet he is,” said one, in a teasing tone, “go on, have a look.”
“You’re such a perv.”
I heard soft splashing, and then voice one again, from a little closer, this time. “I can’t see. His towel is in the way. Pity.”
It was traditional for men to carry a small hand-towel into the bath and, as was customary, I’d draped this over my hips when I lay back in the water. In theory, nudity was perfectly fine in a mixed bath like this. But, in practice, the custom was for men to hide their junk with a small towel, while women usually wore a larger one, wrapped modestly around them, even when they were immersed in the water.
There was a common running joke, even amongst the Japanese themselves, that every single photograph you saw in brochures advertising onsen baths had two attractive young girls in it, but that you never, ever saw that in real life. From the sound of things, this might be an exception to that rule.
I shifted in my ‘sleep’, and my towel ‘accidentally’ slipped a little to one side. I couldn’t tell how much was revealed, but I heard a sudden gasp. My cock is sized in proportion to the rest of me which, in Japan, meant that yes, I was huge.
“Wow, just look at that,” said voice two.
“Can you imagine..?”