Wedding Dinner and after
I was invited by my Japanese CEO to his daughter's wedding.
The ceremony was indeed another eye-opener for me. Firstly,
the dress code. All guys, includeing myself, must be in
dark suits, white shirts and white ties. Forturnately,
some of my colleagues have spares to lend one to me. What
impresses me was the women's dress code. The traditional
dressing for married women is a black kimono, while the
unmarried women wore colourful kimonos. It appeared to
me as a means to let single guys know who are the available
women so as not to court an already married one. Nowadays,
the traditional kimonos are fast loosing their appeal
because of the intricate process of wearing them. The dressing
has become trendier and certainly more revealing, much
to the guys' delight. However, you could still different
the married and unmarried ones, by the colour; married
women wore black gowns while the unmarried ones wore other
colours. Halters, plunging necklines, and high slits
are in vogue, showing lots of flesh, creamy smooth flesh
and some pretty ample boobs. I am sure the display of flesh
certainly stirred the groins of many of the men at the wedding
dinner. Seating was prearranged and being an odd one out,
I was in a table where everyone was pretty much a stranger.
I was early, first at the table, then came an elderly couple
who sat on my right. Friendly pair but could only speak Japanese,
much of which was gibberish to me.
Then came a couple of gorgeous
ladies whom I was hoping would sit next to me but they were
placed across. Anyway, we introduced ourselves and as
I stood up to bow and shake hands, I had a good view of the rather
small-sized boobs of the one who wore a short halter dress
with a plunging neckline, sitting on the left. The other
looked pretty modestly dressed in a oriental top, high
collar, arms bare, with embroidery in the form of a phoenix.
She was on the right, and looking straight at her, I couldn't
guess much about her figure. Both had beautiful long hair
and sweet smiles. Surprising, both spoke English rather
well, and I later found out that they were the university
classmates of the bride. Another couple turned up and sat
next to the two ladies on the left. That left two seats on
my left and one between the two ladies and the elderly couple
on my right. The guy who just arrived (with his wife) struck
up a good conversation with the lady in the plunging neckline
dress, and obviously, enjoying the view of her boobs, much
to his wife's displeasure. Just then, a family of three
was ushered to our table and the ensuing conversation between
them and the usher indicated that they would like to sit
together and not separated. So, I quickly volunteered
to move to the single seat next to the lovely lady in the oriental
top, so that the family can have the three seats together.
Many bows and thanks followed which I awkwardly reciprocated.
We had only managed to sit down when the darkened and spotlights
focused on the entry of the wedding couple. All the guests
stood up to welcome couple as they made their entrance,
accompanied by romantic music, coloured mists, confetti,
etc. When the lights came back on after the wedding march,
my eyes almost popped out. My new found lady friend seated
next to me was wearing a halter that only cover the front
with a thin spagetti across her back. From across the table,
I could hard make out her breasts but from the side, I could
clearly see that she had a very slim waist and her ample boobs
were spilling out from the sides of her halter top. Her long
hair covered her bare back adequately. Upon closer observation,
I could see her erect nipples straining against the thin
material of her top. As my eyes roved downwards, I saw her
satin pants, held at her hip by drawstrings. There was a
slit along the entire length of her pants, secured only
at the knees and ankles. Obviously braless, I began to wonder
whether she was wearing any panties. Those thoughts certainly
got my manhood stirring and I quickly sat down, hoping to
hide the fast growing erection that was straining against
my pants. SHe leaned over and whispered in my ear that
was very nice of you to move over and let them sit together,
smiling. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled.
As she was
sitting back, she lost her balance slightly and leaned
back against my arm, hand landed directly on my now-erected,
and straining against my pants, manhood. She left her hand
there for a moment, a pretty long moment, before apologizing.
I quickly helped her back by holding her waist and also let
my hand stay there for a pretty long moment, cherishing
the supple texture of her smooth back. She seemingly enjoyed
my touch. As the night progressed, our contact with each
other became more frequent and lasted longer. Unseen by
the other guests around the table (except maybe her friend)
her hand was constantly on my thigh and lazily caressing
it, often coming into contact with the hardness in my pants.
When the dinner ended, I hung around to see whether I could
invite her for a drink. I saw her chatting with her friend,
playfully shoving each other. Then her friend left. That
was my chance. I approached her and ask how she was going
home. She smiled and said the she had missed the last train,
and probably have to find a hotel to stay for the night. I
have a spare room... I offered. Oh....
and after a short silence, she said I was hoping u
have a king size bed.... she said softly. I
certainly do! She collected her coat and we left
for my home in a taxi. The moment we entered my flat and the
door closed, she pulled me towards her and kissed me, tongue
probing eagerly.
We lost no time in getting rid of our clothes,
pretty easy for her but a little more effort for me. She dropped
to her knees and licked my hard throbbing cock. She slowly
licked the underside, from my balls to the tip, tickling
the head with the tip of her tongue. She proceeded down one
side, back to the tip, kissing and tasting the pre-cum that
was oozing out, and down the other side. Her lips wrapped
around my cock head, she glanced upwards at me, let out a
moan, then slowly slide my cock into her mouth, deep throating
me. Her head moved back and forth, sucking my cock, which
was pumping in and out like a piston. I moved my hips forward
in sync with her, holding her head and pulling her towards
me gently. She expertly took all eight inch of my erected
manhood into her throat sliding it in and out without choking.
The pressure in my cock built up quickly and cum was soon
gushing down her throat. She swallowed every bit and licked
me clean. It was then my turn to pleasure her. I carried her
to the sofa, spread her legs, and devoured her moist shaved
pussy. She wrapped her legs over and around my shoulders,
pressing my face against her pussy, moaning and encouraging
me to eat her more. I slipped one finger, then another, into
her pussy and finger fucked her as I licked and sucked on
her clit. Her hips jerked with each orgasm, pussy juices
flowing out onto my face and her thighs.
As my tongue worked
on her pussy, my manhood soon regained its hardness. I slowly
kissed my way up to her boobs, paying extra attention to
her erect nipples. Her hand positioned my cock at her pussy
rubbing the head along her pussy lips. With her legs around
my waist, she pulled me down into her. My cock pushed into
her tight pussy, with her juices easing the entry. I thrust
my hips hard and fast, driving my cock deep and fast into
her. SHe moaned endlessly in estacy, urging me on yes,
yes, harder, faster, yes, fuck me, fuck me, ... Her
pussy walls were clenching onto my cock like a vice, squeezing
me tightly. I repositioned myself a little so that I could
grab both her boobs and massage them as I fuck her. Throaty
moans and groans accompanied each of my thrust into her
wet love canal. Her hands pressed over mine, urging me to
grab her boobs harder, as her legs continue to wrap around
my waist and pulled me into her. The pressure began to build
up in my cock... I held on... held on... it became painful...
suddenly, my warm cum burst into her... wave after wave
flooded her pussy and leaked out. I removed my cock quickly,
straddled her face and she took my cum and pussy juice coated
cock into her mouth, licking and sucking it eagerly. I thought
that was the end of the session but she had other ideas. She
continued to suck my cock, refusing to let me get off. After
having just cummed, and in such intensity, there was an
aching sensation in it.
The ache slowly became pleasure
as she coaxed the hardness back into it. My cock did not regain
it full hardness for about 15-20 minutes but her focused
attention on it soon transformed it back into it full 8 inch
glory. Seeing that it had regained its hardness, she got
up and turned around, facing her bum at me. Resting over
the sofa, she slipped one hand between her legs and guided
my cock to her moist pussy. Still moist from the first fuck,
and glistening with my cum and her juicies, her pussy easily
accommodated my throbbing hardon a second time. Placing
one hand on her shoulder, I moved the other around to her
clit. Starting slowly with long hard strokes we began fucking
again. I pumped slowly, each time letting my cock slide
out until only the head is left at the pussy lips, and then
push back in, hard and deep. She arched her back and turned
her head to look at me, licking her lips seductively and
moaning fuck me... fuck me hard... and deep... fuck
me with that big cock of yours... That dirty talk
made me even hornier. I increased the tempo, thrusting
faster and harder, while she pushed herself backwards
to meet my every thrust. My cock rammed against the back
of her love canal constantly, making her totally estactic.
Her clit was a hard little knob coated in pussy juices that
oozed out. I moved both my hands under her to her boobs, taking
each one fully and kneaded them like I was making bread.
She screamed in pleasure whenever I squeezed her nipples
between my fingers. The aching sensation and pressure
began to build up again in my cock, and I knew I was cumming.
cumming.... cumming.... I said. wait!
she replied. She moved off the sofa, sat me down, straddled
me and sat down on me, sending my cock back into that wet warm
pussy of her. WE moaned in unison from the pleasure. THen,
she began her ride... slowly grinding her hip back and forth
into me, driving my cock deep into her pussy. SHe held onto
my shoulder, arched her back and cried in pleasure each
time my cock banged into the deep end of her love canal. In
this position, I sucked each tit and fondled the other,
switching between them. Her nipples had grown to red knobs,
and the areola of both boobs had enlarged in size, showing
the intensity of her sexual arousal. No wonder she is fucking
like a wild animal in heat, like there is no tomorrow, squeezing
every bit out of my throbbing thick and hard manhood, and
shouting yes, yes, fuck me, give it to me, give it
to me.... Definitely not wanting to disappoint
her, I grabbed her bums with both hands and pulled her towards
me with each thrust forward. Suddenly, it just occured
to me and I slowly inserted my finger into her ass. She looked
at me in surprise for a moment but did not object as I continued.
I dug into her ass and her moans became louder.
I moved my
finger around, feeling the bulge of my cock moving in and
out. I must have hit something inside that made her spasm
in orgasm after orgasm. Her body shudder endlessly as she
experienced wave after wave of orgasm. She fell forward
into me, grabbing my neck and biting my shoulder, moaning
in intense pleasure. Her body became weak from the multiple
orgasms. I slipped my hands under her legs, picked her up
and carried her to the bedroom, cock in her pussy as we walked.
She looked at me and smiled in that dazed look. I put her down
on the bed, keeping my cock in her, and resumed fucking her
in the missionary position. SHe was probably exhuasted
by now and let me do her as I wish. I was reaching my peak too.
The aching pressure built up in my cock, just like before,
which I continued to hold on as much as I could until the cum
just burst into her. As she felt my warm cum flow into her
pussy, she smiled and planted a long wet kiss on me, our tongues
probing eagerly. I rolled over to the side, holding onto
her tightly, keep my cock in her. She wrapped her leg over
me and we fell asleep, still coupled in sex. When I woke up
the next morning, she was already gone. I found her pair
of juice-stained g-strings and a note next to me, signed
with a kiss... and her mobile number :)