Fullfillment in Chicago

I was in the bar of the Drake enjoying an Ashton cigar, dressed in my finest English suit (with a pair of men’s satin boxers underneath – didn’t want to scare this young creature too much if things went well) when the barkeep approached me to say that my guest had arrived at reception and was being shown to the suite as we spoke.
Suddenly, I was calm. No more jitters and emotion of anticipation. My natural demeanor of strength when engaged in a deal took me over and propelled me to confidently sign my ticket, finish my cigar, and put all in motion that I had planned.

I had already setup cameras in two opposing corners of the bedroom coving the large bed and one focused on the loveseat in the reception room. They were digital, motion activated, and able to record for ten hours each so I had no worries about being ready.

I stopped by the concierge station on my way and asked that the traditional Japanese meal I’d pre-ordered be delivered to the young lady in my room immediately and that she be told by the hotel’s interpreter to dine, shower and dress comfortably while awaiting my arrival in an hour.

I went to a small bistro down the street from the hotel and had a light meal followed by brisk walk around the neighborhood. Fed, invigorated and ready, I entered the hotel, walked into the elevator, inserted my card for my floor and smiled with great hope that this would be worth the risks, money and time I had invested.

I made a bit of noise at the door before inserting my access card so as not to scare the girl at the opening of the door. Then I entered scanning the room as I walked through the doorway. On the table were the remains of the meal I’d ordered, a small hand bag on a chair, the flat screen TV on with no sound, and small navy blue blazer draped over the end of the loveseat.

“Hello,… Miss Hayasaka?” I called softly.
“Wait please,” came the reply in a small, heavily accented voice.
A short pause was followed by the same voice asking: “It is Mister Robert?”
“Yes, I am Robert. I am very glad you made it to Chicago safely.” I said while still standing just inside the closed door in the front room. “Can you understand my English?” I asked.

In her small voice she answered in very broken English that she understood English a little from watching movies and television but that speaking it was much more difficult.
“Please, one minute more,” she added.
“O.K.” I answered knowing from the many JAV films I’d seen that she would understand this now universal term.

Now I was thinking, how am I going to approach the subject of my real desires? Should I be business-like and speak about a photo shoot? Or, should I just make a move and see what her reaction is.
In the next moment, the incredibly cute, beautiful, captivating oriental face that I’d come to love through pictures peered around the doorframe from the bedroom. Just as I spotted the chestnut colored hair, probably lightened, and an almond shaped eye, Hitomi Hayasaka bounded out of the bedroom toward me barefoot and wearing only a transparent white thigh-length lace robe tied at the waist by a white satin belt.

I didn’t have time to react to this amazing action before her short, petite body was next to mine with her arms wrapped around me and her face pressed to my chest!
As she hugged me she said in her broken, but very cute sounding, English that she was so please that I was “nice looking man” and that she had been afraid that I was “old man” and had “face of dog” and “body of elephant”.
I am typically a bit overweight and not muscle toned so I was especially glad to hear that I was not seen as an old man with the body of an elephant!
Her giggling as all of this happened just added to the innocence of it all which added so very much to fulfilling my fantasy.

International relations progress famously…

I immediately thought that since she was nude except for the lace robe that I need not worry about how to proceed in regard to the photo shoot. She seemed to know exactly what she was there for and I had guessed right that being a JAV star she was not so naïve as other models would have been. For this I was thankful and relaxed immediately to enjoy the fresh, clean smell of her damp hair while holding her tightly against my body.

I think I could have just hugged her for hours without even attempting any other move so it was good that she released, stepped back and looked at me with those incredible almond eyes and infectious innocent smile. My eyes locked on her sensual red lips and guided me toward her for a kiss that turned hotly passionate as we pulled on each others bodies and our tongues engaged in a hot dance of sexual appetite.

“Hitomi, you are very, very, very beautiful.” I said as our mouths parted for the first time. 
“Robert,” again said with the most endearing accent, “I happy in USA. I happy with you,” she said.
At this point I simply entered the sequence of any number of fantasies I’d had over the years. I reached down and swept her up in my arms one arm behind her knees and the other under her back just below her shoulders. Her small, elegant frame was easy to hold and carry to the bedroom which is exactly what I did.

I laid Hitomi down on the bed, which had already been turned down by staff, and leaned over her lovely face and began kissing her lightly on the forehead, cheeks, eyelids, ears, chin, and landing finally on her sweet lips. As I did this she moaned softly with approval and the sounds were a bit different than from Western girls. That slight difference added to my enjoyment of her pleasure and I made certain to store the sounds in my mind for future playback.

Our kiss became hot and aggressive once again as I bent over this lovely girl from Japan. Tongues danced together as I pulled the white satin belt from its knot. I pulled the lace robe back from her lovely body and placed my hand on her leg near the bottom. Slowly I caressed her skin moving up her body. I felt the softness of her slight patch of hair on the side of my hand as I moved across her waist to her flat stomach. My fingers reached her small, natural breasts with their nipples hard from excitement and from exposure to the cool air. As I pulled my fingers across her nipples she arched her back and moaned more heavily into my mouth as we kissed.

I trailed my kisses down her neck, nuzzling her beneath her ear, continuing down her shoulder and across to her breast. While licking and sucking her nipple, I began to stroke her thighs lightly as she parted her legs inviting me to touch her now ready pussy.

All I chose to do at this point was to continue with light teasing of her nipples with my tongue and very light strokes across the top of her still closed pussy. With each stroke her small body would arch in an attempt to gain pressure against her clit. I continued with these ministrations for a few minutes until she was nearly delirious with desire.

She had one hand on her breast tweaking her nipple and the other bent up above her head pulling her hair through her parted fingers while I stood and began removing my clothes. Having this adorable young lady watching me undress while stimulating herself was in itself a dream come true.

When I was down to my silk boxers, she reached out and placed her hand on my leg just below my boxers. She then slid her hand up under the material and placed her feminine fingers around my hardened shaft which was by now well wet with semen.

I climbed aboard the bed next to her, standing on my knees with my cock near her sweet, puffy lips. She pulled my cock out through the opening in my boxers and, turning on her side to face me, began kissing my cock head while stroking my balls through the silky material which is a feeling I love. 

With just a slight movement of my hips forward, she parted her lips and my cock slowly slipped into the mouth of this famous Japanese body idol. Her tongue was just as aggressive with my cock as it had been in my mouth earlier. She circled my cock with her tongue, applied just enough pressure with her suction, and paid special attention to the nerve sensitive area under the helmet ridge. Someone had obviously explained to her where the nerve centers are on a man’s cut cock and I was the beneficiary her expertise.

As she sucked my cock I placed my hand on her wet pussy and finally began to apply pressure as she bucked her hips against my hand. I pushed my index finger into her love canal and applied pressure to her clit with the top of my hand. She sucked me feverishly and squeezed my balls quite tightly while I increased the attention to her pussy.

This is was all too much sensory overload to keep from an orgasm and just as she gave my balls a strong squeeze I pulled out of her mouth and shot my cum all over her cute face – just like they do in the JAV movies! I was very pleased when the part that went into her mouth she just ignored and enjoyed without spitting it out as do most women.

Now that I had cum, I knew I could give her body my full attention. I kissed her passionately on the lips, tasting a bit of my semen. Then I moved down between her legs and buried my face between her sweet young thighs. I licked her clit until she was bucking so hard that I could barely keep contact with her pussy. While her body was arched off the bed, I placed my hands under her small ass and began squeezing and holding her more closely to my mouth. Eventually I placed a finger on her cute little asshole and applied slight pressure. It was at this point that I heard the first of many “aaayyyyeees” while she had her first orgasm of our relationship.

She was just so beautiful that I was glad we had both climaxed so we could get face to face and kiss and cuddle. I just wanted to remain close to her in this way forever. We kissed lightly, licked parts of our faces, stroked our hair, and ran our hands over all parts of our bodies.

Hitomi’s English wasn’t so bad after all. It was about as easy to listen to and understand as that spoken by some rappers and hip hop artists on MTV – and her accent was cute.
We spoke and I told her that being with her was the realization of my strongest desire and dream. She either was really touched or was a much better actress than any other I’ve seen in an adult video. 
She had tears in her eyes and told me that since she was a young teenager she had dreamed of coming to the USA, meeting an older gentleman and falling in love. 
“Wow!” I thought. “How could this be true?” And I thought of, how if it is true, why it didn’t happen ten years before. Before I met my wife and was married. I thought of how I really loved my wife and how there is no way for this fling to continue – it was just a one time fantasy fulfilled. Then, I told myself how silly it was to think of such. She is probably just telling me these things to please me – she is a professional I guessed.

Our lovemaking continued to again increase in intensity as our rest rejuvenated us. I lifted her small body over me and arranged us into the wonderful positions of a 6 to a 9 and began to make love to her pussy again. It was so deliciously sexy, just a small amount of hair at the top and almost nothing below her clit. Her cute asshole was small and pink and I found myself attracted to it.
I’d never before found enjoyment in touch a girl’s asshole with my tongue but something was just so different with this little cute girl from Japan. As I began to kiss her asshole and jab my tongue into the small area, she began to moan loudly with obvious satisfaction. Maybe she guessed that I liked anal action since I was giving her attention, I don’t know but, the next thing she did was to begin fingering my asshole as she sucked my cock and balls.

I cannot describe how wonderful this felt and how much I was actually enjoying kissing her ass. She had done a great job cleaning as the Japanese seem always to do and as a consequence there was nothing unpleasant to disturb this new found enjoyment.

Hitomi was sucking my cock which was hanging above her mouth and using her hands to stimulate my asshole and balls. It felt so good but I now wanted to be one with her – that closeness which cannot be exceeded by any other physical activity.

I lifted her a bit and moved her around to where her pretty face was just above mine and her wet pussy was against the length of my shaft. She smiled as she looked at me deeply and then bent forward to kiss me passionately.

Then, while I looked up at her incredible, cute, sexy, smooth, young body she lifted up on her knees, grabbed my cock and placed it at the entrance to her pussy. She then slowly lowered herself onto me while I was overcome with sensation both physical and visual. In this position I usually cannot last long as the visual stimulation of a woman in ecstasy with her head back, mouth open and breasts swollen, combined with hard breathing and moaning is simply too much for me to handle.

Hitomi began fucking me harder and faster with each passing moment. At times she would lean forward and I would suck her hard nipples. At other times she would arch her back and throw her head backwards while pumping my cock with her hot pussy to a rhythm known only to her. My mind drifted to the overall picture and I was again filled with disbelief that I could be enjoying such a wonderful fulfillment of fantasy!

And as this memory began, my hard breathing hissed through my clenched teeth as I arched my back and tightened every muscle I could find to keep from releasing a flood of cum into the ultra-petite Japanese girl on top of me.