Three Guys Get Blowjobs From One Sexy Young Asian Receptionist Slut

Title: “The Gaijin’s Poker Night”

In the heart of Tokyo’s neon-lit back alleys, a clandestine den of sin and depravity was concealed. It was known only to a select few – the shady expat grind of foreigners who’d long since overdosed on polite Japanese society. They sought refuge in perversions no conservative salaryman could comprehend. And oh, what beautiful debauchery they found.

The night began with a card game, as egos and cigarettes mingled in the smoke. A motley crew of roughnecks – rough around the edges and rough around the women. The whiskey flowed like sake at a corporate kisha engawa, and the loser of each hand found himself bared another flesh bear to feast his eyes upon.

Yumi-sando – the pudgy one from Milwaukee – was the first to succumb to the depravity. He forked over his chips with his dignity, leaving both on the sticky tabletop. Up he rose, red-faced and sweaty from the humidified air of the room. Stiffly he walked to where the young lady stood, a pretty little thing barely out of high school, and lowered his trousers. No underwear, of course. Such niceties were long thrown out.

The girl, whose name they never bothered to learn, knelt down before him. Her little hands tenderly took hold of his stubby, uncircumcised cock. She looked up at him with innocent eyes as her little pink tongue poked out to lap at the tip. Her full lips encircled his shaft and slid down to engulf him.

Asian blowjobs are a unique delight – tight wet heat and dainty unsure hands. The vagina itself is almost mythical. Ever the exotic fruit to pluck for these foreign devils. One by one they lost, and each time the lithe young thing knelt before them.

Next came Hansen the Dane, all lanky limbs and sunken, paranoid eyes. He cowered as the girl approached, but stiffened hard as she took him into her mouth. His shaft was easily the biggest of the bunch, thick an udon noodle. She gagged and choked on it like a champ, drool spilling down her modest chest, drenching the front of her neat little white blouse.

Pete the Aussie was next, with his soccer boyfriend looks and coke habit for a jock. Ha girl took his cock eagerly, spiting and slurping at it like a well-trained exhibitionist. The raccont of her he (“the guita” – referring to all foreign men) chasing off her bf to secure her place here. Money, or promise to get him into the next cardgame? She never said.

Finally SOthe the Korean, the only one with a Japanese girl. Cuba his arms as she went down on him, twisting one of her little nubbin-like tits. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure as he shhin fucked her throat, balls slapping her chin. In Korean he gnashed at the others, “fucking gaijin pussies. Watch and learn.”

Slurping, choking, gagging. Such were the sweet sounds of their depraved playground. Each take, each turn, a little act of male bonding. They egged each other on, trading insults and encouragement all at once.

The girl took them one by one, then a two some. Pete and the Dane in her mouth at once, clytaned twat electric blue from the light above. SOthe pinched her nose and really fucked her face then, allll the way down her tight little neck. She gagged over his thick Korean prick, tears running down her face.

Then it came. The big finish. Pants off, dicks out, circle around. The full on bukkake. Their cum rained down on her in thick ropes. Hitting her covered face, matting her hair, leaking down her neck. She made a show of swallowing each bit, scooping it up with glittery fingers, even rubbing it into her breasts. Their seed, their sticky blessing.

In the end, they paid her and sent her on her way. Probably so the wait for the next card game. Each to recover in the dingy grunge of the bathroom. Replete, satisfied, still hard. Slumpinguctuously around the table once more to haggle about the next game, the next stickPain. Semen sticky in her short straight cut hair.

She walked to the train, smock reeking of Rob Taihan. Smears of dried cum on the front of her babyblue button up. Other cosmo girls in red and gold kimonos stared, and whispered. She simply smiled, knowing the secret she carried. The dirty little Bukkake princess. The highschool girl who once a month, traded her innocence for cum money to keep her that way. For her Daddy.

Put a frduct, slides down to cover tight little ass, kicks her offcut sne أكmarker. She kept right on solitary walk, sauntering to the train a Bukkake queen. Happy to be alive, tastin pe. For that one night a month, she was more than just a girl with a blrassymom. She was their perfect little cumdump. The bright light at the end of the gaijin poker night tunnel.