Chapter 1

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Desc: Erotic Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Visiting Japan and getting an invitation for a nice weekend but getting more than I bargained for. In a rural Japanese style hotel with a natural hot spring we ran into a group of beautiful women who were on their ladies weekend celebrating the previous years harvest. An exciting story based on true events! Ok, here and there some fictional additions to make it into a nice total story but most of it is true.

Sometimes in the later mid 80's I was living in Japan and a Japanese business associate has invited me to do some wintersports near his vacation house in the northern part of the main island of Japan. It was a long drive and it was late in the season.

I was a bit reluctant at first because I'd rather go out anonymously by myself visiting the waterholes of Tokyo and getting some attention from the females there getting a boost in my ego.

He told me that I wouldn't be sorry; it supposed to be a nice place with a natural hot spring and some nice skiing and good restaurants. I felt a bit helpless because I wasn't able to speak much Japanese yet.

Arriving at his house many hours later, the house did not seem to be insulated very well and it was very cold there. 'Lucky enough' the whole house seemed to be frozen, water pipes and all, and could not be used so he promised to find a hotel somewhere in town.

Just a few miles down the road there was a large complex with a hot springs pond so called 'onsen' in Japanese and lucky enough it had a small Japanese style hotel on the compound with just a few rooms. There was still one room available because the other rooms were rented out to some kind of group. The room was pretty much empty, the only furniture was a low table with 2 pillows to sit on and the sleeping mattresses where stored in the cupboard. A shared toilet in the hallway and for bath and shower there were the communal bathing facilities by the sauna downstairs.

After the check-in procedure we headed towards the hotsprings, the communal washroom was divided into separate facilities for men and women and so were the sauna's. Too bad, so much for luck. So after a good scrub and wash we sat in the sauna for a while and then we went outside to the hot pools.

There was a large main one and naturally divided for men and women however the division wall was made up of big stone boulders in the middle but they only reached to halfway the pool and you could 'swim' around it. The pool was only about 2 to 3 feet deep. I was told that in this Onsen it was allowed for the women to come to the men's side if they wished but it was for the men not allowed to cross over to the women's side. They did that so women can have some privacy if they wished but they could join their partner if wanted to.

Sauna's and hot springs are almost always done in the nude but you are carrying a small square towel a little larger than the size of a postage stamp, that you can hold in front of your genitals when you are walking around. Once sitting in the pond they usually place the wet towel on top of their heads. The water was hot and the snow on the banks of the pond was cold so you had to walk fast from the sauna to the pool.

My business friend, who was a lot older than me, and myself were sitting and enjoying the slight sulphuric hot water and it seemed we were the only ones there. Suddenly we looked up and there 2 women floating on their belly and using their hands on the bottom to crawl towards us, were coming from the other side of the natural barrier in the middle. Just wanted to keep us company I guess and they were giggling a bit as Japanese women tend to do.

Both of them came to sit with me, one on each side and they started to talk but I could not understand a word. I was keeping my little square towel on my genitals and the women had their little square 'nothings' covering their breasts(hardly) but not their pussies but that was not so needed in the slightly a murky water anyway.

My business friend offered to translate for me. They asked the standard questions 'where are you from' 'what do you do' etc. They had never seen a western person in this hotel and city before and they had been drinking already so they kept on giggling in between the lines.

Turns out that they were there with a small group of women only, about 10 of them and they were there to party. They were all farmers' wives I believe. Every year around that time they were celebrating the previous harvest success and that the new season was starting soon. They had been there already for 2 days and 2 days of drinking. 'The wives club' so to speak.

After the initial 'ice was broken' they started to be a bit naughty by trying to pull my little cloth away, which I was holding on to but did not succeed in doing that very well. First woman started pulling on my left side and then let go of it suddenly and then the other woman on started pulling and of course my tool started to push the towel upwards. The cloth from their breast had fallen of in the process and did not seem to bother either of them, and letting it float away.

'Accidently' they brushed my shaft with their hands for extra effect.

My business associate laughed a bit and said it was ok, no problem. I did not know what the customs and culture was at that time. Because they were having this party it seems that is common that these women not only drink but also find some casual sex and everyone is ok with it. Even the husbands, but of course they do not know, the husband are doing the same thing when they have their party.

The women had then asked me that they were having a party in their room that night and if I would like to come, they were all sleeping in one big room together and had plenty of drinks they said with a wink. Of course I was the 'gentleman' and declined, also because I did not feel they were serious and felt embarrassed in front of my business associate because they did not invite him. Also I never felt really comfortable about myself much before.

They said that if I decided to change my mind it would be worthwhile and not regret it and should come to their room by 7pm.

They swam back to their own side. These women were about in their late 30's maybe early 40's and of course, always look a bit younger.

My friend told me not to pass this up, this kind of chances do not come around every day. "They are just interested in you like to talk a bit, flirt a bit and maybe who knows, just go and see what happens my friend, this is your lucky day!"

You cannot imagine what it did for my ego, I started to feel a bit comfortable about myself, and they were not kidding about this invitation!

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