Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. it did not happen. Fantasy is legal.
Racquel Darrian had a huge crush on former pornstar Traci Lords. One of her first pornos she had ever viewed was Traci Takes Tokyo, in which a very young Traci is flown out on location to shoot numerous scenes with some of Japan's leading pornstars. Racquel especially loved watching sultry Traci in white panties masturbating on a bed. But happened next forever wired Racquel's most primal desires. Traci waves over a nerdy virgin, who speaks not a word of English, to lie down with her. She kisses the very thin, nervous man. Despite him not being at all attractive, she fucks his brains out. Later, Traci takes on a geeky little guy in glasses after he catches her masturbating in a glamorous restroom.
The two have sex on the floor and Traci goes down on his ass during a 69. Seeing this as a teen, Racquel's mind was blown -- she knew she wanted to be a pornstar. Traci then ate out a Japanese girl before they dildo-fucked each other. Racquel rarely got that far since she had usually exploded in her panties before scene two was completed.
She knew if she ever got the chance, she'd definitely attempt to emulate her fantasy girl's antics in the Far East.
Fast forward a few years, Racquel has become a Penthouse Pet and has begun a career making pornos. One day, Racquel receives an official letter from a major corporation requesting her talents in Tokyo. She had heard Japanese men were all a bunch of pervs obsessed with degrading Western women, but she was sure she could keep all entertained and retain a level of integrity as well - regardless of what these guys had in mind!
She was informed a First Class ticket was waiting for her through Japan Airlines.
TOKYO: Racquel walked into the business center on the 80th floor of the Nakatomi Building ready for whatever these men had in store for her. It was 6 pm and pretty much everyone had gone home. The setting sun still shone through the large glass windows as Racquel entered from the elevator.
She was wearing a beige raincoat and heels. As she walked out through the doors she saw the group of seven men in their suits smoking cigarettes, ties loosened, and enjoying drinks of whiskey on the rocks. They all ceased chattering in their language Racquel couldn't understand and rose to meet her, bowing politely.
Racquel stopped and let her raincoat fall to the ground. Hands on hips, wearing only a tiny blue thong, white heels and a red bowtie dotted with white stars -- The United States of America dreamgirl personified. In short, she looked incredible.
As per instructions, one of them cranked a boom-box. Pour Some Sugar on Me geared up as Racquel started up her little show.
They stared unashamedly at her tits, her face, and her ass as she spun around in stripper moves she'd done a thousand times, loosening her bowtie and flicking it at one of the lucky gents with a wink. Like a dildo he reached for it and it fell to the ground. Racquel rolled her eyes as she turned from them to show off her ass.
The men were all short with black hair and greasy faces from a hard day's work. Half were wearing nerd glasses, which made her laugh a little inside - such a cliche! As the song ended, they smiled in unison and approached her at once as if on cue, some giggling nervously. She stood still, hand on her waist, smiling. They grabbed at her midriff, her tits, and her gorgeous ass as they kissed her neck, mouth, and shoulders -- it was soon getting downright claustrophobic.
The nerds were simply overwhelming her, but she had to retain a coolness to let them know she was still in charge of the moment -- they had paid $10,000 each and she did not intend to disappoint them one bit.
One of the men, Niko, could speak English. He pointed to a short 3-foot wall that divided several cubicles and said something in Japanese to his men. They began to unbuckle their pants and face in the direction of the wall as if they were continuing to follow a workplace order from a superior.
Racquel, seeing this goofy comedy play out, laughed just a little inside. Niko then had them each bend over as they leaned on their elbows against the wall. A few even lit up cigarettes as they waited.
He then reminded Racquel that in order to surpass Traci Lords she would have to perform as she had done years earlier. Niko dropped his pants, kicked them to the side, and joined them. Racquel then noticed plastic cups of mouthwash had been placed on a small stand between each man -- and she knew she was going to need it.
She got on her knees, flicked back her hair, and approached Niko, grabbing his ass cheeks with both hands and then proceeded to lick his ass, making sure to tongue-lash his asshole. She eventually kissed and gently licked each ass making good use of the mouthwash. The men enjoyed it, looking back over their shoulders, exhaling cigarette smoke skyward as the most beautiful girl in the world went down on their rear ends.
They conversed quietly, smiling, laughing as she ate out each of their hairy, stinky assholes. Most had definitely not made an effort to clean up before she arrived, apparently not concerned with common decency. She had heard Japanese businessmen liked to degrade pretty Western girls because of all that World War II stuff, but she didn't much care about that at this point. She was getting paid and paid big time.
As she finished, Niko congratulated Racquel on doing such a 'nice' job but insisted she start over. The men apparently enjoyed serious ass-eating and Racquel just has not dug in enough with her tongue to satisfy them. The men all turned to her nodding, waiting for round 2.
Racquel was dismayed, but took a deep breath and began again, this time closing her eyes, spreading butt cheeks with both hands and devouring each ass like it was Traci Lords pussy -- splitting each asshole open and deeply inserting her tongue. That got her through it. Her knees hurt from being down on them for so long, but the admiration from her men revived her. They bowed to her, grateful for such an honor.
She was told days earlier that rimming was an art form in Japan and not to be taken lightly. Clearly, she had impressed them with Round 2.
After a short break, Racquel returned and saw the men were all sitting naked either on couches or several surrounding chairs. They were drinking again and Niko stood with his dick erect to make Racquel a whiskey on the rocks. Still in her thong, she sat between two men, both portly, who then began sucking on her tits as the others watched.
She then looked down between their masses of jet-black pubic hair and saw two erect cocks staring back at her, twitching for satisfaction. She strokes their small dicks and round tummies as they kiss her neck and tits. She then French kisses them both preparing to fuck.
Niko then rises, taking center stage in front of the couch. He is holding a metal box with ornate decorations. The two men continue to suck on Racquel's tits as Niko, dick still erect, asks Racquel if she had watched the film she was requested to view.
Racquel confirmed with a nod. The film was Bunuel's classic, Belle de Jour, starring the gorgeous Catherine Deneuve, who plays the part of a bored and very rich married woman who decides to go work in a whorehouse for kicks.
Racquel tells Niko she loved the film. Niko then reminds her of a mysterious scene in which a portly Japanese businessman goes to the brothel and shows the Deneuve character a silver box. She looks inside and agrees to whatever is in the box. We never find out what it is, but Niko tells Racquel he knows what the secret is.
Racquel is intrigued. The men kiss her passionately as she continues to play with their cocks. She is really enjoying teasing these men and giggles as she stares into Niko's eyes. Racquel very much wants to know what comes next in her series of challenges, but realizes she is very close to making these two men cum all over her.
She laughs out loud, pushing the two excited men to each side as she becomes absolutely entranced at Niko's box. The two men begin to jack off wildly, waiting for Racquel to service them again.
