The Tokyo Spa Incident
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(In his words) I've been going to the Tokyo Spa ever since I was old enough to get a job. They've got the hottest Asian babes in the city, and these girls are so used to tugging on old men that they love when a hot stud walks in the door. Hell, half of them don't even mind when I bring my camera in there to tape my happy ending! I walked into Tokyo Spa on my pay day thinking this was going to be a typical visit. I was going to see my favorite girl, Takeko Song, or as I like to call her Becky, when I caught a glimpse of a hot American girl walking down the hall in the masseur's hall. Becky was taking her sweet as time as usual, so I slipped on her uniform and snuck down the hall to see if I could trick that hot American girl into letting me be her masseur.
The American girl was in the bathroom freshening up for her massage. I saw the French masseur, Antonio, scrubbing his hands in the adjacent bathroom. I jammed a door in front of the door to keep him locked inside. I couldn't believe I was getting away with it, it was so easy! I hurried and snuck my camera into the room and waited for her to enter. I watched her from the narrow window as she undressed, and my jaw nearly hit the floor.. it was my own step-mother! What in the hell is my step-mother doing in a seedy place like this?! I couldn't believe my step-mom was cheating on my Step-Dad and with the French manslut at the Tokyo Spa, that's really f-ed up.
I prepared to give her a piece of my mind until I felt my cock twitch at the sight of her naked, tan body, laying out like a delicious meal on a terry-cloth plate. I wanted to devour her. I wanted my hands to glide all over her wet naked body, I wanted to feel her tiny pussy hole, her mouth, her ass, I wanted to be inside every hole in her body. She laid down completely with her face down inside the hole of the headrest, I snuck in. "Antonio," she purred. "Buongiorno," I answered her. She began to tell me about her week, she was talking about how I have stressed her out with my naughty behavior. Imagine?! My step-mom, the cheating whore, talking about ME being naughty to a stranger? I smirked as I listened to her, but then she shrugged it off and said, "I should just relax and enjoy this massage, mmmm.. your hands feel so good." I felt my hands being drawn by some unknown magnetic pull to her ass cheeks, her pussy, her tiny little holes. I poured oil all over her picture perfect ass and started to feel the insides of her pussy lips. My cock was raging hard. She purred, "mmm... my you're going to give me a happy ending right away this time? Yes... feels... so... mmphhh." My head glanced over at her face, she was still looking downward. I felt so weak for her but mustered every ounce of courage to push my dick closer to her soft hand. I wanted to see if she'd jerk him off also, I wanted to be him, to feel my step-mother's hand, her mouth, her pussy. I couldn't think, I just needed to try. I swallowed hard and decided that if she found out it was me, I'd her to do it. She'd have to do whatever I want. I could make her life total hell if she doesn't fuck me. Besides... I just know she's going to want to fuck me now, she's so turned on. I'm watching her pussy quiver as I glide my fingers in and out. Her legs are shaking, she is breathing so heavy, my step-mom wants it!
I push my cock near her hand and she paws at my pants until she finds the drawstring and unwraps my package. My thick cock falls out aching and dripping and she wraps her hand around it, she does this routinely, eagerly, and I know my step-mom is such a slut. She moves her head towards my cock, and kisses it, her eyes are closed. She wraps her lips around my cock, her warm, humid breath encases the bulbous tip of my cock. I try not to blow my load too soon. Her mouth feels like heaven. She furrows her brow and opens her eye to look at my pink white-boy cock. She recoils in shock. She looks up and sees me, her pupils dilate. She's horrified! She covers herself with the towel!
I watch quietly to see what she will do next. She bows her head in shame and angst, "I guess we both have something to hide from your step-father." Can you believe she is trying to relate to me? Oh no. I'm going here to get my rocks off. She's going here because she's a no-good cheating whore! It's totally not the same thing. She sees that I am conflicted about her relating us as the same, and she continues. "Darling, I know you must be upset.. but let me tell you why I am here." I listen to her drone on and on about how getting her pussy pounded by some Italian ape is the same thing as going to get a pedicure, or to get your plumbing fixed by a Plumber, and how there is no love involved, how she still loves my step-father. I listened to all of that nonsense until I've had too much. I gave her an ultimatum, she will let me have my fun with her, or, I'll show the entire video tape to Step-Dad.
