Stories by Mika Matsumoto
I’d been waiting three days for her to come back home from her business trip. She was nothing if not habitual: put the plug in the bathtub, drop in some bathing salts and start running the bath while she undressed. I couldn’t see anything just yet, but I could hear her talking on the phone to what sounded like her friend Kiyoshi.
They were always chatting about some mundane topic, nothing that struck any interest to me normally. But this time seemed different. She seemed upset, yelling at the phone with what sounded like tears. What was happening over there?
I patiently waited for the lights in the bathroom to come on, to get some sign that she was ready for me. Moments later, the lights flickered on and I finally saw her. She was all alabaster beauty, adorned in matching pink bra and frilly panties hugging her curves. Her waist-length, super straight black hair swept around her like a cloak. Her step into the bathroom was brief, but enough for me to start recording. I wanted to see more, watch her unfasten the hooks of her bra and let her generous breasts fall free. If I could taste a perky nipple, it would be like the sugary tip of an ice cream cone, scoring the surface of my tongue and leaving rich cream in its wake as salve.
That thought got me hard fast. Idly, I stroked my cock, watching and waiting for more. She returned once again, this time completely devoid of clothing. My eyes were drawn to the small of her back dipping sensually into the curvature of her butt. Her skin was utterly flawless. Her body turned to face the ofuro door and the angle changed to show those perky nipples I’d fantasized about only seconds ago. They would easily fill my hands, my thumbs squeezing those dark nubs while burying my face between her mounds…
She entered the now warm bathing room, sitting on the small stool in the middle. It was a standard Japanese bath with a shelf for her cleaning goods and a lengthwise mirror above the shelf that extended across the entire wall. She reached for her scrub ball and squeezed some liquid soap into it. With the showerhead flowing water across her body like misting rain, she started washing herself, scrubbing and lathering her arms, making her way down and across her body. Her eyes were closed as she drifted down her armpits to her breasts, and I caught the motion she made over her nipples. This happened from time to time whenever she was horny, and my cock was happy to see she was in such a mood. I squeezed the head of my cock tightly, akin to what she was doing with her nipples. I didn’t have to look down to see the wetness of precum on my fingertips.
Her sudsy ball went lower across the flatness of her stomach and down to her neatly trimmed mound. Her legs spread just then, but I wasn’t able to see the sweet pinkness of her pussy. Her fingertips were motioning up and down, stroking her clit I knew for sure. I watched, mesmerized, as her body flushed red suddenly and I saw her hand slide deeper so that her hand covered her pussy entirely. I needed a better angle; I had to see this! Quickly typing some instructions into my computer, I changed the angle of one camera to get a better view… and what a view it was. Two fingers were deep inside her and I heard her moans as she fucked herself with those slim fingers. They were motioning upward rapidly, all the while her cleaning ball was rubbing against impossibly large nipples. She was getting off right before my eyes! Finally, after all this time!
I squeezed my cock from the base, balls and all, relishing in the filling feeling running through me. Her sounds of pleasure resounded in my ears and the sight of her perfect form rushing headlong into orgasm made me lean back in my chair to rub my nipples too. I knew I was close, my cock stroking intensifying with each finger fuck motion.
“Come for me baby…” I whispered, watching her motions grow jerky. I knew she was close to orgasm, oh so close. If I could, I would fuck her face while she kept playing with herself, and fill her mouth with my hot sweet cum, watch it seep from one corner down her chin. “Ah… fuck!”
I loved that feeling, the brilliant moment before I came. The center of my body was my dick in those split seconds, my balls tightening and the rush of release overcoming every sense. My stroking intensified and I felt the cum in my head before it actually shot out. Then whoosh! Hot white semen shot across my chest like a geyser, each spurt making my body shake and shiver. I hadn’t realized my eyes closed, but when I opened them, I saw her remove her fingers, seemingly fascinated with the thick juices that emanated from her. In one last sensual gesture, she stuck both cum-covered fingers into her mouth and sucked them dry. I salivated like a lapdog, wanting to partake of that dirty girl she clearly was. I wanted to taste those juices, lap it all up and come for a second time all over that pert pussy. My cock twitched with life once again.
She washed herself off, the soap and ecstatic aftermath, and retreated to the warmth of the bath. It was very hot, as was typical for most Japanese baths, but it didn’t make her hesitate in the least. Delicately, she stuck in one foot then the next, plunging herself to the neck in one fell swoop. The water was mostly clear, only a tinge of blue from the bath salts that she added earlier on. I watched as she finally relaxed, her pillow-like breasts floating in the water. Amazing. They reminded me of floating pork buns… maybe it was time for me to eat something. I had to smile at my own thought; orgasm always made me hungry.
I couldn’t keep watching her like this, the temptation was too great. I had to take this to the next level because getting off like this was not a long-term solution or option. Eventually she would find my cameras and then I’d really be hentai. I had to speak to her, catch her when the moment was just right. It couldn’t possibly be that hard. I was her neighbor after all…
To be continued…