This story is a work of fiction, resemblance of characters might be intended but only by the authors own experiences.
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My girlfriend Eri is only about 150 cm tall and owns the slim figure usually associated with Japanese. With a round face, a cute small nose and those small lips usually seen on kimono pictures her friends tend to joke that she looks more Japanese then most Japanese do. Like many other Japanese girls she looks with her 19 years much younger, which was reinforced by the fact that she tends to wear higher then knee skirts and wide dresses like many Japanese, with makes them look more like adolescent girls then women. With her long open black hair surrounding her face and flowing down her back she could have been mistaken for any schoolgirl on the street.
I'm slightly experienced but she is a novice in bed so I'm able to bring her young body to an orgasm fairly easy. Usually two is the maximum though, one during sex, and the second after she begged me to finish with her for fear of losing control of her shaking body.
I pray she never gets used to my brick...
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I meet Eri the first time when she had become 18 years old and started as freshman at the same university in a smaller Japanese city where I also was studying since a year.
As I had figured out during our first intimate engagement, to my great surprise, but logically not surprising, she had still been a virgin. She never had any romantic relations due to her girls-only-high school.
Slightly embarrassed but also proud I had popped her cherry with a huge success! As I had my fair share of previous experiences I brought her novice body to an orgasm easily and repeatedly. In fact so easy, that she still begs me to finish at the same time with her, since she tends to shake uncontrollably after an orgasm and fears to lose control of her body if multiple orgasms happen.
As it turns out though, the problems appearing later where of an related but different nature.
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When Eri heard that I had girlfriends before she started to worry. She wondered if she was actually any good in bed, since her orgasm seemed to appear easy but I could just keep going.
I ensured her every time that she really shouldn't worry. Nonetheless she worried about her inexperience, and then turned her attention to worrying if I might just go back to my ex-girlfriends to have better sex.
When I returned back to my country for some time until my next possibility of studying in Japan, she tended to ask me if I was cheating, over and over again, until I really got sick of it.
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As the midterm holidays approached I spotted by accident an incredibly cheap flight to Japan. Less then half of the usual price due to being off season in Japan. So I picked it up and made my way to the airport to surprise my girlfriend.
About a day later I arrived in Japan, took the bus to her town and arrived in very late evening.
Of course I had to keep my Girlfriend on her toes, writing her messages from every hot-spot I could find to pretend I was still outside the country and just a little busy. At the same time I also figured out when she would be coming home from her part-time job.
So I took up a position in a nearby convenient store to surprise her on her way home. It took a while. Longer than expected. She should have finished at 11pm, but around 12 o'clock I still had not seen her walking by.
I was starting to worry and was about to send her a message when she suddenly appeared on the street, bushing her bike up the hill. In a short dark blue skirt and a white shirt she was walking home. But not alone.
A Japanese men was walking with her. Confused I peeked closely as they passed the convenient store window. It actually wasn't a men, just another rather tall student about the same age of her. Taller than me, but thin as a stick. His face could maybe considered to be moderately handsome, but some rather crocked teeth pocked out of his mouth when he laughed and his skin was had some old marks of bygone pimples.
Both had slightly red faces from drinking alcohol. Not enough for them to sway, just enough to set the mood. For my girlfriend this must have been less than half a glass.
First I assumed he is a colleague from work, and probably was, but then he came closer to her and put a sneaky kiss on Eris cheek. Eris face remained straight, only her eyes swiveled around to check if anybody had seen it.
I was devastated... my heart was cold and it felt like somebody was gripping my intestines. I starred baffled at them walking by, and as they had passed, slowly proceeded to follow them. They went straight to the front door of her dormitory.
I stood in the dark, far enough away not to be seen, as the guy again kissed Eri on her turned cheek. She faced him, said something inaudible for me, then took his hand and stormed inside.
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At this moment I could have fallen on my knees and sobbed. But instead, in stunned silence I walked up to the door.
I wanted to, but I couldn't go inside. I couldn't ring the doorbell and confront her. I didn't wanted to believe my eyes that my girlfriend was cheating on me. I ... I had to be sure!
Eri was living on the ground floor with a small balcony on the back for drying laundry. With fast shaky steps I walked through the garden to her balcony. I dropped my bag and tried to see through the light lit window inside. Through the guardrails I could only see them both entering the room. Most was obscured by laundry and the rail.
Frustrated I decided to pull myself up onto the rail and drop silently behind some towels hanging outside. Carefully I peaked over the cloth. Behind the open door just covered with a movable fly net for fresh air I could see the guy standing only a few centimeters away from her at the other side of the room. Behind Eri was the bed along the wall.
I was already a head higher then her, but the guy overreached her at least by two. Eri was standing in front of him, barefoot, the blue skirt starting more then 30 centimeter above the knee revealing her smooth skin on her shapely legs. The inner thighs just a little visible with a hint of milky whiter skin were the sun usually didn't touch it. She had the small chin on her chest looking down, like in thought on her white dress shirt. The guy had one hand near her cheek and was playing with some hair which fell down in front around her face. Eris hands were kneading her skirt.
The guy was lifting her chin and kissed her on the lips. Just a peek, then Eri fell on one knee and said quietly: "Let's start here!!"
Her hands moved to his crotch and worked around with the zipper on his pants. The boy just gave a short moan as her hands touched his pants and bent his head back in expectation as Eri slowly fondled the guys cock out of his pants.
She looked at it, then rubbed up and down his dick. The guy gave a moan out and his erection lost his flaccidity.
Seeing my girlfriend giving a hand-job on her naked knees in her short skirt to another guy changed my mood from sorrow to anger... but also arousal. Pinned to the scene I watched as Eri moved her head over the penis and dripped a little spit on the guys cock. Then slowly lowered her lips on the helmet of his penis, and gradually engulfing his shaft with her mouth. Two three times she moved her mouth with a wet sucking noise up and down, before, for the first time, she glanced upwards to the guys face. He seemed clearly enjoying my girlfriends treatment. But Eri blinked short in surprise as the guys dick had already reached it's limited maximum size.
With a grim satisfaction of anger I laughed inside. I guess I only have a normal sized penis in western countries, but here from experience the average was smaller. This experience I had made before as I tried to use the standard Japanese labels and simply couldn't fit properly.
(Authors Tip: For anyone visiting Japan, buy the "United Colors of Benetton" condoms, they are an international label and therefore at least usable ;-P )
Eris face showed short puzzlement as she was used to my shaft. She looked a little dumb at the short plump penis in front of her before a grunting from the guy made it clear that the pause was not welcome. Eri put her lips on his cock again and continued sucking for the next minute.
By now I was so aroused I actually was massaging my erection through my pants. I watched as Eri moved from a one-knee kneeling position to both knees on the ground and moved a hand under her skirt between her pants. I could see how she was rubbing herself with an unknown ferocity and made a small jump as she like had pushed her fingers inside her body.