The Game Continues


“Hai.” She said with resign in her voice.
Mika opened the sliding glass door and stepped out. Naked, nipples erect.  It
would be easy for any passerby to look up and have full view of her
beautiful, exposed body. I joined her and cupped her breasts from behind as
she gathered the clothes. I took them from her and threw them inside.
The rain was cool. The night was hot and humid. I guided her hands to the
railing and backed her up. Effectively bending her over. She moaned loudly as
I pushed into her. I fondled her breast with one hand and her clitoris with
the other. In and out I pushed, looking around hoping to find a spectator.
I didn’t see anyone but told her there was a man looking out his window at
us. She bent at the knees trying to hind. I held her up. Saying,
“Ye-a, shimp-ie she-ni-dai” No, don’t worry about it. “Let him watch.”
She held her position. I thrust in and out of her. She was still hot from our
first encounter and came quickly.
	I was happy to see she was turned on by our public display. I looked
down, able to see myself entering her. I loved this view. I smiled as I took
in a deep breath of the moist evening air and enjoyed the other view. The
small Japanese homes crunched together like cars in a junkyard. All I needed
was someone to look out so I could cum on her ass and back as they watched.
	I fantasized about this as I rigorously massaged her clitoris. I felt
her begin to shake slightly again and decided to stop. I instead guided her
hand to that sensitive spot. As she fingered herself, I used my free hand to
pull her head back. I tugged gently on her hair, forcing her to look out into
the vacant street below.
	Finally, the moment I wanted. A man was walking his dog back from the
park down the street. He didn’t look up at first, paying attention only to
his dog. I pointed him out to Mika as I slapped her thigh with my other hand.
The sound of my hand hitting her bare skin and the yelp she let out as a
surprised result got his attention.
	I again grabbed her hair and held her head up. He had full frontal
view of her now. At about thirty yards I’m sure he could make out exactly
what was going on. Behind Mika’s back I gave the middle-aged man a thumbs up
sign, which he returned with a smile. I wish I could have seen Mika’s face at
this point, the humiliation, and the raw embarrassment. I couldn’t, I could
only see myself exploding onto her ass. The thick white liquid sticking to
her like glue.
	I wiped some up with my middle finger and put it into her mouth. Her
lips closed around the finger. Slowly I pulled it out, leaving the salty
taste for her to savor.
	Now relieved for the second time that night I turned her around and
held her softly, hugging and re-assuring her. I put my back to our one-man
audience and leaned against the railing, still holding Mika in my arms. I
guess he wasn’t interested in looking at my ass and quickly walked his dog
home.
	We stood there naked, in the light summer rain for what seemed like a
long time. Not saying anything, just holding one another. Finally, I looked
down into her eyes. I saw tears.
	“What’s wrong?” I asked with worry in my voice, thinking I may have
gone too far.
	“I love you.” She replied.
	I held her tight, holding my own tears back, saying, “I love you
too.”
	We walked back into her small one room apartment and covered
ourselves in the smooth silk sheets I had bought her in Hong Kong on my
previous visit there. We curled up on her futon and slept. I fell asleep with
a smile on my face and Mika in my arms, wondering if she would still call me
John Sama in the morning.
	The morning came, all too quickly. The wonderful part was the way I
was awakened. I felt a soft warm wetness moving up and down my shaft. I, as
most men wake up with an erection, and Mika was sucking it slowly and softly.
I might have came just before I was awake, because I felt myself pulsing in
her mouth just as I was aware of what was happening.
	I felt myself deflating. She moved up and kissed me good morning. As
I kissed her I could taste my own salty come still sticking to her mouth. I
was surprised, it did not repulse me as it would have in the past. I kissed
her deeply and passionately, moving my hand to her breast.
She cut my plans short however, and got up and poured me some morning tea. I
thanked her as I sipped. We decided that before we went out we should watch
the movie we had missed the previous night.
The movie was Dumb and Dumber. God I hated this movie. She loved it, it was
simple enough for her to understand with her limited English. She laughed as
I daydreamed about the previous night’s events.
She was still watching the movie and I slipped into the shower. I was just
standing there letting the hot water refresh me. I washed, and then just went
into a pleasant daze. I must have been there for a long time, because I ran
out of hot water. I turned it off and just sat on the rim of the tub. I just
daydreamed. Thinking of what I wanted to do with her today.
I wanted to get a few things at the mall, so I figured that would be a good
thing to do on a dreary Saturday afternoon. I sat there some more avoiding
watching the movie, when she knocked on the door.
“Dai-jobu desuka?” Are you ok? She asked.
“Hai” I answered.
The door handle slowly turned and then opened a crack. She peeked in. I was
still sitting on the edge of the tub in her minute bathroom.
“I come in?” She asked.
“Umm, ok” I said looking down at my naked self.
She stepped in wearing a beautiful pink teddy I had bought her in Singapore.
(I loved her to wear things I bought her. They were for me more than her
after all.) I could see her constantly erect nipples pointing through the
thin silk. She smiled a very small, shy smile and sat across from me on the
toilet.
“You take shower?” She asked.
“Yes, but I didn’t wash my hair yet.”
“I do” She stated.
Surprised I asked why.
“You can’t remember?” She asked coyly.
“Remember what?” I asked seriously.
She said a long sentence in Japanese that I couldn’t understand and I asked
her to repeat it in English.
“You are my master ne?”
“Oh, I thought it was just a game, I thought it was just for last night.”
“Hmm, game, yes, this weekend only” she retorted.
I figured I should enjoy this weekend if that was the case and quickly began
to think of interesting things to do.
She washed me thoroughly, from head to toe, Then dried and dressed me upon
completion. I thought to myself how lazy I would become if this went on any
longer than just the weekend. After getting me dressed she said she would
take a shower now. I agreed but said I wanted to watch.
She turned a bright red when I said this. We had showered together before but
the idea of me just watching seemed to be embarrassing to her. She nodded and
gathered a towel and made her way to the bathroom. I was close behind and
left the door open. I made her undress just outside the room, it being too
small for her to move around with me inside. She stepped in slowly and turned
on the water.
I sat on the closed toilet and watched as she stepped into the bathtub. She
lathered some soap onto a washcloth and began to spread the suds aver her
body. Her face was still red as I stared at her. She had such a small patch
of hair, it looked like she spent hours waxing her bikini line. It was all-
natural though, just a small and very cute oval of hair.
She washed her hair and her upper body and rinsed. I decided to make her do
something. I asked her if she had to use the toilet. She replied that she did
have to a little but she was ok.
“Go.” I said.
A look of repulsion.
“Here? Now?” she shriked.
“Yes” I said without hesitation.
She tried to turn around and face the wall as she squatted slightly. I
instructed her to face me and to look into my eyes as she does it.
She slowly turned and faced me, squatted down and urinated in the tub. The
urine poured out. It streamed at first then trickled down her leg. I had
never seen her face as red as it was now. I wanted it to stay that way. She
had started something and I wanted to push it as far as she would allow.
I stood up, her eyes following me. I faced the stream of water from the
showerhead towards the wall. I told her to lie down in the tub, she did with
a questioning look on her face. As she looked up at me I took out my now
erect penis and began to urinate into the tub.
She tried to move out of the way, I scolded her for doing so and she remained
still. The stream ran up and down her body coating most of her breasts and
legs.
When I was done I commanded her to kneel in front of me and to suck me off. I
could tell from her now whitening face that this was a much better
alternative to being pissed on.
She took my penis into her mouth and balls in her hand. She moved her face up
and down my shaft until I came for the second time that day.
After I came in her mouth I told her to finish her shower and I went into the
main room of her small apartment. I picked out a short mini skirt and a tight
fitting blouse for her. They were very bright with yellow and orange flowers.
I thought that they would contrast this gray day quite nicely.
She stepped out of the shower wearing only a towel. I walked up to her and
hugged her, holding her tight and telling her how much I loved her. We held
each other for a long time before I showed her the clothes I’d picked for
her.
I asked her if she liked them, and said that she didn’t have to wear them if
she didn’t want too. She thought they were fine and started to gather
undergarments. I said that it would be sexy if she didn’t wear any. She
looked at me with a strange face, but slipped into the skirt with no panties,
and the blouse with no bra.
Her nipples, which always seem to be hard, pointed out noticeably and I
imagined a breeze blowing her skirt up on some main street. How could I have
fun with this? I thought to myself.