Konnichiwa Cowboy (3 page)

Spanking? Why not! Pinching and twisting her nipples,
maybe her nub? Yes, please, she wanted to shout. Make me scream and
beg for your pleasure, just take me.

Suddenly, inspiration and her inner saucy nature came
to play. After a few shifting movements, she laid her bare chest
against his groin. Their physical connection was delicious. The
differences between them were obvious and inviting. He was hard and
covered in hair, she was soft and smooth, and together they were
combustible.

“Whoa, what’s going on here?” Gently, he pushed her
back and looked at her chest. In her excitement to have him, Sakura
had forgotten she’d added some of the bright red makeup she’d used
on her lips to her nipples. Molly told her sex workers wore it
because men liked how the breasts appeared with it on. Looking at
his face and the glistening, bobbing hard-on between them, she had
no doubt he liked it.

“Makeup, more beautiful,” she muttered in heavily
accented broken English.

Lightly he rubbed his thumb over one reddened tip,
encouraging it to tighten even further, then moved over to the
other and teased it as well. The desire his touch ignited made her
think her breasts were somehow directly connected to her pussy.
They were easily excitable and she enjoyed having them played with,
but his fingers left much more in their wake. With each pass he
made over her nipple, the core of her passion pulsed with a
desperate need to be pleasured and fulfilled.

“Well, you’re right. They’re stunning and have
certainly caught my attention. I’ve never seen anything like it
before. It’s fucking hot.” Matt put his hands on her waist and
lifted her until she straddled his lap.

While she snuck a peek at his gorgeous green eyes,
she noticed the pupils had expended so much that only a thin ring
of color remained around the edges. He pinched her nipple a little
more firmly, drawing a gasp of pleasure from her as she thrust her
chest into his hold. His hands, hard and rough from work, felt so
good on her soft flesh. She couldn’t stop from pushing her breasts
out even further for more of what he offered. There was something
about him that made her feel comfortable in letting her sexually
adventurous side come forward for attention.

“So, my geisha likes to walk on the kinky side,” Matt
told her as he twisted the trapped points more firmly, pulling a
groan from her lips.

Right when she thought they were close to taking
things a step further, he surprised her by setting her from his
lap. Before she had a chance to do anything other than pout, he
smiled and explained what he wanted.

“Take this robe thing off and let me see all of
you.”

Without waiting for him to say anything else, she
took a few steps back so he could see all of her, then worked on
stripping in a seductive manner.

As a slow, sexy rhythm played in her head, she
reached behind her and worked on undoing the obi. Once it was
loosened, she held the ends behind her, causing her kimono to open
far enough to give him just a hint of what lay beneath. Letting the
long strips of silk and stiff cotton she held fall down to the
ground, she was happy she’d decided to forgo the plain shift
normally worn beneath the kimono.

Pulling the two sides together, she turned around and
slowly shifted the heavy silk garment to slip down one arm, then
the other. Looking over her shoulder, she watched as he reached for
his cock and stroked the towering pole. Not able to hold out any
longer, she let the decorated silk drop to her waist and let it
slowly slip to the floor.

Completely naked except for the long white socks and
sandals was a tricky look to pull off as sexy, but believed she’d
managed. Sakura actually felt empowered by what she saw reflected
on Matt’s face. She knew when a need so powerful took control of
his body. He had started to stand, only to fall back into his seat.
That one move ensured she wouldn’t doubt he wanted her, although
she enjoyed it even more when she saw how much desire there was
inside him for her. He may have seen a geisha, but wanted her.

“Turn around.”

Twirling around on her clunky sandals, she stood with
one hip cocked out and finally looked him in the eyes to make sure
he knew what she wanted. Him. To persuade Matt to break free of the
control he had over his body and take her, Sakura bent over and
held her breasts with their red tips pointing out to him. Her need
was so intense that honey gathered in her pussy, preparing for him
to take her even though he wouldn’t in that way. In the end,
stretching her thumbs up to tease the stiff points was what it took
to get him moving.

“Shit, you are so hot. Even if fucking you is out of
the question, I must possess some part of you.”

He started toward her so quickly, she hadn’t a chance
to say anything more than yes. The next thing she knew, he picked
her up out of her shoes and carried her over his shoulder toward
the bed. Laying her down, she watched as he dug through the pocket
of his jeans and eventually rifled through his wallet. Matt sent
her a huge smile of success as he pulled a condom out and waved it
at her.

“I’m clean, but I can say that since I never entered
a woman without one of these on.”

“More in purse,” she whispered, with thanks to Molly.
He may declare he was clean and not able to come inside her pussy,
but there was always a chance of pregnancy and STDs when a rod came
in intimate contact with a woman’s slit. A prostitute would surely
be careful of both scenarios.

“There’s nothing sexier than a woman who knows what
she wants and comes prepared for it.” Tearing open the wrapper, he
pulled out the circle of rubber and started to roll it over his
cock. The men she’d been with usually handled the protection in
another room and followed it by making sure the lights were out
when they came together. She had a feeling Matt was not a lights
out kind of guy, and was pleased he left them on dim. Even though
she knew he wouldn’t recognize her beneath all the makeup, the low
lights made her feel more confident about it and freer to enjoy
herself.

Kneeling between her legs, he used his hands to
spread them further apart, then leaned over to swirl his tongue
around her clit. There was no way she could keep her body from
reacting to his touch, nor would she want to when her hips rose to
bump up against his face.

“Relax, my little geisha girl. I’ve been without a
woman for too long,” he admitted while moving around until his
thick, hard cock rested between her pussy lips. “My horniness
increased with the constant companionship of a lady I really liked.
She totally turned me on and made it hard to do anything because I
couldn’t touch her.”

After hearing him admit he’d been turned on by her,
Sakura felt her heart speed up with happiness, then she lost her
breath as he slid between her lower lips until the tip nudged her
clit. Panting with an incredible amount of pleasure controlling her
body, she looked up at him and thought about what he’d said. She
hadn’t known what was going on in his mind while they worked
together, no hint at all, and she wished she had. Reaching up,
Sakura stroked a finger over his lips and asked for what she wanted
most.

“Kiss me, cowboy. Pretend I’m your lady.” Despite
thickening her accent and lowering her voice to almost a whisper,
she hoped he understood what she’d said. It could be seen as
selfish, but she wanted to feel how he would’ve kissed her.

Both of his hands reached out, clasped theirs
together, and held them pressed into the pillows beside her head.
He was so powerful and she knew there was no way she could get
away, but that wasn’t what she wanted.

There was no kiss, and yet looking into his eyes made
her feel like they were more intimate than if they had. Maybe they
were linked only by his cock sliding between her pussy lips, but
the energy they created together made it all so passionate. Neither
one of them looked away from the other.

His smooth fucking motion sent his hard chest moving
over her breasts, allowing the hair on his to tickle and tease her
excited nipples. The brief contact encouraged them to tighten even
further. They felt like hard pebbles poking straight at him for
attention. Unable to deny their needs, she managed to shift enough
so her breasts rubbed against his muscular chest for some relief,
only there was none.

The friction and heat from their faux-fucking created
moisture and glued their bodies together. They moved as one, but
their lips remained separated. Neither of them broke the special
bond they’d created, not through their eyes or bodies.

With the bells from her hair comb ringing and the
headboard softly knocking against the wall from their movements,
they fell into a distinct rhythm. She enjoyed knowing her passion
matched so well with his. It wouldn’t make being without him any
easier to handle, although she thought it would make their one
night together all the more special.

Matt filled her heart, and yet there was a part of
her that wanted more, physically. Spreading her legs wider allowed
him to further taunt her clit as his groin moved over it. The
direct contact felt wickedly divine and suddenly sent her spinning
into a climax.

He caught her screams of completion as they kissed
for the first time. Her pussy pulsed uncontrollably and he pushed
them both deeper into the bed. Matt was on verge of coming and it
made him move even faster than he had been. Suddenly, he lifted his
mouth away from hers. With eyes wide and watching him, she saw his
squeezed shut, heard a fierce grunt come from his chest, then felt
his entire body tighten as he came. She wanted to feel his seed
spilling inside her, but wouldn’t. To make up for what she was
missing, Sakura closed her eyes to catch each pounding throb his
cock gave from where it rested.

When he finished coming, he rolled them to their
sides, facing each other, and dropped a gentle kiss on her lips.
She found it difficult to hold back the tears such closeness
inspired in her heart. After what just happened between them, her
heart opened and reached out to him.

“Thank you. You’re one heck of a sexy geisha. That
was short, but so good. Give me some time to recoup and we’ll see
if we can make it last longer the next time. Oh, man, once I tell
my brother about you and your painted nipples, he’s going to kick
himself for not coming on the trip with me.”

“Why?” She was curious to know what he meant, but had
to be careful not to ask too many questions. They were face-to-face
and she needed to be sure to mask her voice as much as her face was
with the makeup.

“Normally we share our women, fuck them together or
watch the other play, and he’s missing out with you.” He started to
put his finger where his cock couldn’t go. “Can I put my finger
inside your cunt?”

“
Hai
.” After she agreed and he slipped the
digit into her pussy, she squeezed him as tightly as she could.

“Hot, wet, and tight. You’re every man’s dream come
true to fuck.”

There was a compliment in there somewhere, except
when he pushed two into her, all sanity flew away. After he added a
third finger, she started thinking about the possibility of
entertaining two men. The idea sounded so out of her reality, but
interesting. She wanted to know what it was like to be the center
of their attention. Would another partner have eased the need she’d
had a few moments earlier for more, or had it simply been her need
for him inside her? The businesswoman that resided in her needed
details before she decided whether or not she was the type of woman
who could handle two men. Unfortunately, the more pragmatic side
reminded her it wouldn’t matter what she wanted because Matt was
leaving in a few hours.

Not liking remembering his upcoming departure, she
purposely ignored the information and instead worked on appeasing
her curiosity about his sexual preferences.

“
Futatsu
?” She held up two fingers, “same
time?”

“Yes, and sometimes we join a friend of ours and the
three of us take his woman until she screams with pleasure. That
really is hot, but it’s only when she wants all of her filled. The
last time she was hanging from the ceiling in their barn and she
took one cock in the mouth, another in her cunt and the third
riding in and out of her ass making her quake, quiver, and come.
They’re fun times with sex.”

“Loved woman?”

“Sometimes it’s about getting down and dirty with
sex, but what we want is one woman to pamper and love, and for her
to want us both. What’s mine is Ted’s and what’s his is mine.”

While he talked, she pulled off the used condom, took
the tip of his rod into her mouth and started sucking. The flavor
of his seed was tasty and she wanted much more. She’d had a little
hint of it earlier, only then it sent tingles rushing through her
body. Without looking at what she was doing, since she was occupied
with something better, she tied the rubber sheath off, tossed it to
the floor, and forgot about it. Sakura was too busy trying to make
the man beneath her come to find a wastebasket.

What he’d said hadn’t disturbed her, just the
opposite, and she wanted to hear more. He turned her on by what
he’d described doing to the other woman. She wanted to be the one
between the brothers, pleasured by them both until she couldn’t
take any more.

“Go grab a condom from your bag and ride my cock like
a cowgirl would,” he said as he put his cowboy hat on her head.

In ways she couldn’t understand, even though he
hadn’t filled her pussy with his rod, he’d still made sex more fun
and enjoyable than she’d ever experienced before. Maybe it was the
naughty factor his personality added, although none of it mattered.
Sakura had wanted him before that side of him had been revealed,
and was thrilled to see it. Already she knew more about him than
she had, and all of it made him even more enticing for her.