Story 8: International Relations

It had been a long month and Jenna was finally out and about. It was a mild day in Los Angeles and the Japanese Arts district had an annual festival. She decided to go and relax and watch the parades and attractions.

Jenna sat at a cafe, sipped iced green tea, and snacked on frozen mochi ice cream as she watched the parades go by. There were traditional bon-odori dancers, Japanese taiko drummers, mock martial arts demonstrations, and even kabuki performers.

After about two hours, Jenna heard a hissing coming from behind her. When she looked, she saw a young Japanese woman with pale skin and black hair in a bun, wearing a Yukata motioning to her.

“Psst! Kochi, kochi...” she was saying. Jenna looked at her puzzled, and pointed to herself questioningly. “Hai ... Amerika no Oneesan ... Kochi, Kochi,” Jenna stood and walked to her.

“Can I help you?” she asked as politely as possible. The young woman smiled at her.

“You come see Aiko?” the woman mouthed in broken English. “Yes?” Jenna shrugged but nodded and followed. They walked into an alley that led to a small temple behind the storefronts. Next to it was a small shop that sold Kimonos.

When Jenna walked in the young woman closed the door behind her without entering and scurried away. A woman stepped out of the back also in a Yukata and introduced herself in perfect English.

“I’m Aiko, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” she stated walking over to take Jenna’s hand.

Aiko was approximately five-foot-five inches tall, with a slender, athletic build. She has blonde hair, worn short and straight, in a bob or pageboy style. Her facial features include a well-defined jawline, high cheekbones, and a broad smile. She looked at Jenna with bright eyes that seemed to shift from blue to hazel. Her eyebrows are arched and well-groomed. She has tanned skin with a healthy complexion. Her Yukata was in earth tones and bright colored highlights that accentuated Aiko’s skin tones.

“I remember you from Halloween,” she said and Jenna stiffened. “That was pretty messed up, what they did to you,” she looked slightly abashed but went on. “It kinda turned me on though. I’m a bit of a freak when it comes to sex.” Jenna didn’t know what to say. She also couldn’t make herself back away when Aiko approached her. The woman smelled of cinnamon and sandalwood. “I was just surprised. If I’d known it wouldn’t have been so bad,” Jenna admitted. “But the surprise was what was so exciting,” Aiko smiled. “That’s why, when I saw you sitting out at the cafe, I had to meet you,” Aiko laid a warm hand on Jenna’s cheek and stroked it lightly. Jenna shivered. Jenna opened her mouth to speak but she was cut off. “I know this is sudden, but I really want to fuck you,” Jenna’s expression went from shocked to confused. “Oh!” Aiko said and took a step back. Aiko unwrapped the Obi from her Yukata and let it fall open, then she shrugged it off and stood before Jenna stark naked. “I am what you call Newhalf, or Trans,” Her overall appearance is striking. But one stunning feature is her penis. It was fully erect seemed nearly seven inches and was roughly two inches thick. The glans is squat and flared and she has an unusually defined frenulum that appears very sensitive. Something in Jenna’s expression must have given away the curiosity and excitement she felt at that moment because Aiko approached her and began to undress her. “You’ve never been with a Trans, have you?” Aiko asked. “No,” Jenna croaked. Her voice was husky and deep. “But I’ve wanted to for a while,” Jenna then began undressing herself faster than Aiko could keep up. When she was done Jenna stepped back as if to display her voluptuous body to Aiko. “Wow!” was all Aiko got out before Jenna went on the offensive and held Aiko close, bodies pressing together and Jenna was forcing a deep passionate kiss on toe Aiko. Her tongue probed the Japanese woman’s mouth. Jenna let the Trans-woman’s cock throb against her belly and swiftly dropped to her knees. In a flash, Jenna took Aiko’s cock into her mouth and swallowed. The tip touched the back of her throat. She swallowed hard and the cock slipped back further. “Oh Fuck!” Aiko exclaimed. “Damn that’s amazing!” as she finished, Jenna’s throat convulsed and it was like a vacuum sucking Aiko deeper and deeper. Aiko wasn’t able to hold back as Jenna’s throat massaged her cock, and shot several ropes of hot cum down Jenna’s throat, which she gulped down greedily. Jenna released Aiko’s throbbing member and both women panted as Aiko sank to the floor next to Jenna. “Damn girl!” Aiko exclaimed. “That was awesome, but I’m not done yet!” Aiko said with a predatory grin before rolling over and pinning Jenna to the floor. She pushed Jenna’s thighs apart to expose her dripping pussy. “Do it!” Jenna ordered. “Shove that she-cock to the hilt.” Aiko just grinned and slid her cock into Jenna’s slick slit. It sank in easily, but as it did the walls of Jenna’s pussy began massaging it and pulling it deeper. Between Aiko’s thrusting and Jenna’s sucking pussy, Aiko didn’t think she’d last much longer and said so. But Jenna had other plans. She clamped down on Aiko’s cock and held her in place. “Not yet!” Jenna stated. “I want you to cum deep in my ass,” Aiko’s eyes widened, but her smile belied any real surprise. Aiko slipped her cock from Jenna’s pussy. Soaked with her juices she easily slipped it into Jenna’s gaping backdoor. Aiko couldn’t contain herself as Jenna’s ass clamped down around her cock and shot a heavy load deep into Jenna’s guts. Satisfied, both women cleaned up and left the shop arm in arm. Jenna was wearing a new Yukata in colors to complement her hair and complexion. She found a new fuck friend that day and a new aesthetic in clothing.