Toshiro had lived all his life in Osaka. He had a petite wife and two children. He was no past 40 and was working in a large conglomerate in marketing. He was satisfied with life but he had one big yearning. He had a fetish for bushy underarms. His wife kept her underarms shaved and her pubic bush trimmed but he never got around to telling his wife that she should allow her underarms to grow. She was always dutiful and took care of all his needs but his dream of licking and sucking a woman's bushy underarms which he had since he was a child was unfulfilled and he wondered if he would ever get the chance to put his head and lick the bushy armpits of a hairy woman or at least see the unshaven armpits of a woman Most Japanese women who wear sleeveless dresses keep their underarms shaven and he had not yet seen the full grown bush in a woman's underarms.
He had bought the porno magazine, which featured the bushy armpits of Madonna and had jerked off many times thinking of the hairy armpits of the pop star. How he wished his wife would allow her armpits to grow and fill up with the thick luxuriant hair, which he had seen in Madonna's bushy armpits. He had read in books that most Europeans had bushy armpits and definitely all Italians like Madonna never shaved their underarms.
Toshiro often dreamed that he was in Venice or Milan and surrounded by a bevy of Italian beauties with bushy armpit hair, which he would always caress. While wanking he fantasized about fucking their bushy armpits and many times filling his cum in their underarms. He was looking forward to his Italian collaborators coming to Osaka and maybe ask them to share some experiences with him.
The following week. John and his wife Nikki turned up to stay at his house for the week. John was the head of the Italian operations and he hoped that he could get an invitation to attend the forthcoming annual marketing conference at Rome and he knew it was his last chance of fulfilling his childhood dreams of cuming in a woman's hairy armpits. He just knew he had to make a favorable impression on john.
His wife Sumiko too was very excited when I told her about the imminent arrival of John and Nikki and his assistant Tom. We seldom have houseguests and she busied herself with preparations. Sumiko was dressed in a Kimono and we greeted them at the door. Nikki was a bombshell. She was dynamite. Busty and packing an hourglass figure I was dying to find out if she had long bushy hair in her hairy underarms. Would it be soft, silky and abundant or would it be coarse and dark. I hoped it would be jet-black and bushy as I felt my sizeable cock filling up my trousers. I hoped no one would look as I bowed to greet them in the traditional Japanese way my head looked down at her crotch. Was she hairy down here as well? Would her pubic bush run from her navel down to her ass crack would it grow thick and down her inner thighs. These thoughts were swimming in my mind and I was sure I had to see the nude body of the sexy Nikki. We immediately served sake and snacks and I made sure that john and Nikki had enough to drink. . Hours passed quickly, and it was time to go to bed but neither Tom nor Nikki were making any move. In my obsession with Nikki I didn't notice that John was wooing my dear wife. Sumiko was flattered by all the attention she was receiving as John especially showered her with compliments about her good looks and gracious hospitality.
I then hatched an idea and asked Nikki if she wanted to have a bath in our large bathtub hoping that I would get a glimpse of her armpits. My excitement grew, as I was sure that her underarms would be bushy or at least I hoped they would long luxuriant hair curling out of her armpits. She certainly had very thick eyebrows and I was sure that I could feel the pungent smell which as wafting from her armpits. I knew I was imagining all these things but I knew that I wouldn't be able to sleep till I could see her uncovered shoulders and her armpits.
Surprisingly John encouraged her in fact asked me to accompany Nikki to ensure that she spent at least an hour in the bath and that I should massage her neck and back as she had had a long and arduous journey, which she was not, used too. He in fact ordered me to take care of her. I couldn't believe it as we moved to the bathroom. The sunken tub is very spacious and can hold up to five people easily and here I was almost ready to explode as this fecund woman trailed me to the bathroom. Nikki asked me to stay and I was looking a little foolish in my suit as I handed her a kimono. She did not take it and started removing her top. It was my moment of truth. Would this Italian beauty show me her bushy armpits or would I be disappointed again. Her back was towards as raised her dress over her head and as she turned around my legs began to buckle and my head started to explode. Before me stood a hirsute goddess. Thick jet-black bushy armpits spilled out of her bushy armpits.
