This is my first submission after years of reading erotica. I truly hope my redaction and grammar are up to standard.
A bit of a backstory. I moved from Latin America to Canada back in the mid-2010s; it was an amazing change of country since the cold and people were all so new. The town I used to live in had no Latinos, thus I started to bond with the Asian international students. There, I met my crush, let’s call her Hana. Hana is the definition of a “proper” Japanese girl with her shyness, her black hair, and a slender body. She would always wear the classic coat+cardigan combo that makes her look simply stunning. As any shy high school boy, we just knew we liked each other but never dated or took “the step” to consolidate a relationship.
Two years went by, and I found myself studying in Japan for university. To celebrate, my friends wanted to welcome me by taking me to have sushi and bowling, among them being Hana. I didn’t think of her with any kind of “girlfriend material” mentality, she was just another pretty friend. As we arrived at Shibuya Station, I realised that Hana was already waiting for the group, and as I checked her out, my eyes were in disbelief. Her jet black hair, pale skin, piercing black eyes, and lovely smile complimented her curvy figure, while her body was wrapped in a beautiful flight attendant uniform that accentuated her peachy butt and some beautiful D-size breasts.
When we saw each other, the tension was palpable; and whatever ashes were left behind from our teenage years, they became a potent fire that blushed our cheeks. We struck up a conversation about how we had fully grown and how lovely it was to be with our old friends. As everyone arrived, we moved to a sushi place and quickly wrapped up to move into Round One (Bowling Alley). Truth be told, we couldn’t stop staring at each other, and especially when bending over while bowling, our attributes were more than evident. As with all good things, our group playdate came to an end, and everyone except Hana and me went home.
We agreed to spend some time together and dated on the spot. We did not hold hands since it is not very comfortable for them to make any aggressive moves like that, so I just said to myself (when in Rome… ¯_(ツ)_/¯). As the day passed by and we couldn’t split apart, we arrived back at the station, and she dropped her confession.
“Back when I was in high school, I had a massive crush on you; sorry!” she said, while getting all red with shame.
“It is okay! I had just the same feelings. I mean, look at you! “You’re gorgeous, and I know your boyfriend is the luckiest man in the world.” I replied, knowing that she may or may not have a boyfriend.
“We just broke up some weeks ago; he was just not that good.”
Before I could carry on our intrepid confession, we arrived at the station and realised that the last train was departing in a matter of minutes; my head was spinning through every scenario. Should I tell her to come to my flat? Should I just kiss her and say goodbye? Should we go to a love hotel? I quickly made up my mind and decided to take a risk:
“Look, Hana, the last trains depart in 5 minutes. If my twin arrives first, we can go to my flat and spend the night there. And if yours arrives first, we can call it a night.”
The look in her face was dumbfounded, but she accepted. In a matter of seconds, my train arrived, packed as always. Which I was thankful for because we were squeezed together. That’s when, for the first time, I realised how wet I was, and how much pre-cum my pants were holding. I was able to spot that mess because I could feel Hana’s body lean into my hardness. We both said nothing, just looked into each other’s eyes as our warmth revealed our lust. As we approached my station, we were not so close, but the blush and rush of our bodies were palpable.
After arriving we walked to the building, so we just talked about how much we fancied each other and how stupid and shy we were back in our teens. When we arrived at my flat, Hana looked amazed at how tidy and neat it was. I offered for her to stay inside or go outside if she would like to shower, she chose the latter as she was still shy and unsure about what to do. I waited for her to be done and saw her wet body inside my bigger clothes. The temptation was too much for me, so I looked at her, extended my arm around her hip, and brought her close to me. She rejected my move and told me that she was not sure about what she wanted at the moment. I did not want to make things more awkward than they were, so I just backed off and entered the shower. I did so in about 5 minutes, and after finishing my cold shower, I saw her.
The girl on whom I’ve had a crush since high school, laying naked in the bed. I examine her jet black hair, lovely breasts with erect brown nipples, and a bushy patch on her bottom. I got hard in an instant. I approached her, and as soon as she was within my reach, our lips jumped to each other. Her tongue entered instantly into my mouth, and her hands undressed me in an instant. All those years of wishing to have Hana like this have come to fruition. As we got ready to consume our passion, I heard her say:
“Ron, I am not sure about this. Do you mind if we just have oral sex?”
I obliged, as I did not want to push things into what may have been an issue. So we just kissed for a while, and then I started to go down to her neck, and breasts. Her small groans and moans were too cute to put into words. I could only feel her skin all over my body and mouth, while my hair was being caressed by her feminine hand. As I could feel her body getting more excited, my mouth went further south until I reached her tight pussy. I took a moment to take in the smell and picture of what had been drooling for me throughout the day. Before I went any further, I asked her if that is what she wasted, and the answer I got was a firm hand gripping my hair and smashing my face into her labia.
It was ecstasy. The flow of her juices and my incessant desire for more of it were a match made in heaven. As I could feel her orgasm building, I also felt mine, but for the first time I did not put a hand in my cock; in fact, as if it were a spell, I could feel my cock twitching and jumping around. This turned me on even more, and I became a savage. Her moans became louder and louder, as she announced that her orgasm was near. Then it hit—a wave of creamy, white, and tasty cum flowing out of her; meanwhile, I was doing the same, staining my floor and just liking what was left in Hana’s womanhood.
Thank you so very much for reading! I am open to suggestions or corrections, as my DMs are open! I am planning to write a second part of this story as things get more intimate in the immediate future.