This is part 27 of my continuing story and I recommend you read the prior stories in order before reading this one.
All characters are well over the age of consent.
This is a work of fiction.
Any typos are mine as I create and edit my own work.
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Enjoy!
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I encourage you to read Pt. 26 - I Find New Love in Tokyo so you know how this story starts.
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I woke up wondering where I was and what time it was.
Looking to my left, I found a light brown haired Japanese MILF on her back. Her hands by her sides, she was zoned out.
Or fucked out?
My brain cleared, slightly.
Oh, yeah, I'm in bed with a knockout babe.
So as not to disturb a soundly sleeping and nude Rena, I quietly slipped out of the bed and found my iPhone on the nightstand.
It read 8:30, am, and it was Sunday.
Slowly it dawned on me, I was in a suite at the Park Hyatt Hotel in Tokyo.
I looked over at sleeping beauty and took her in.
She was lying on her back, the sheets kicked off her MILF body.
Rena appeared to me to be in a deep sleep, with a very content, satisfied, look on her pretty face.
Her hair looked like she'd just enjoyed a night of non-stop fucking. Which she had.
She was breathing normally, although I could have sworn that I caught her lightly snoring at some point earlier during the night.
There was dried cum all over her chest, I guess I fucked her tits and left her a necklace.
Her very full, more than a handful, all natural breasts were firm, with only a small sag off to the sides of her chest.
With my eagle eyes I saw the beginning of stretch marks across the top of her breasts, a direct result of the nice heft of her tits.
I smiled at the memory of lifting those puppies in my hands and teasing and tasting her nipples.
Her areoles were two inches across, and her Japanese nipples were long, thick, and erect.
Having spent time with some Asian ladies, I would favorably compare Rena's nipples to any other except her nips were longer and thicker. Which gave me more to pull, tease, and suck on.
I remembered going to town on those tits of hers and how Rena came and squirted that first time through nipple stimulation alone.
Her tummy was flat and below that, her hairless pussy was still a light rosy pink because of the fucking we did.
As I looked closely, it was still a bit damp with some clear fluid, my man sauce, dripping onto the bottom sheet below her pussy.
I looked again and saw plenty of dried cum all over her belly, her thighs and around her cunt.
Her legs were spread at the hips and were slender, it appeared to me that Rena was a runner or a swimmer. Or both.
Her feet were small, dainty, her toes perfectly pedicured and her toenails were painted red.
Somewhere since Lake Tahoe she picked up a tan because her tan lines were in all the right places.
Despite having come inside her amazingly hot, wet, and very tight pussy several times the night before, my cock started to harden again in response to what I was seeing.
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I silently moved out to the living room and texted Marie, now my main contact in the US.
Where Marie was, it was late afternoon Pacific Time, the day before. Saturday in California.
I asked Marie about the availability of the breast firming and enhancement cream for Rena. I had first heard about it on my trip to Mexico.
She replied that it was widely sold in Japan, and she would arrange for delivery at the hotel either later that day or first thing in the morning.
Marie suggested that I be the one to apply the lotion to Rena, four times a day, because Rena would appreciate my rubbing. And that I should avoid getting the lotion on her nipples. She didn't say why not to touch her nipples, but I was fine with that.
She ended her text with "How did last night go?" to which I replied, "Neither of us slept a wink."
Smiling, I set the phone down and heard Rena say from the bedroom, "I'm not finished with you yet, Mister Valencia. Come back to bed, lover."
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I returned to the room to find her kneeling on the edge of the bed, ass up, head down on the sheets.
Her legs were spread for my easy access to her damp bald pussy.
My cock grew stronger at this erotic and tasty sight.
"Do me like a dog," she laughed, "but go slowly Rick, my pussy hurts."
"It hurts?" I asked her.
"You're the first man inside of me in a couple of years."
"Oh..." I had forgotten already about her deceased husband. Blame the time zone difference. Or the jet lag. Or that I was just a 28-year-old horn dog who, despite my multiple degrees and professional designations (Attorney at Law, Certified Public Accountant), I just liked to fuck.