It was my last day in Japan. I had fought the urge for so long, but today I would cut loose. I would be on my plane and out of here before they could track me down. I would do it just this once, and then savor the memory.

I guess I should explain a bit. I’m American, born and raised. I’m the typical busty blonde that Japanese guys go completely mental over. Too bad for them, I’m not into guys.

Yes, I’m a lesbian. I’ve known since I was small, and pride myself on never being anywhere near a naked penis. Hell, I never even allow myself to be penetrated with toys. Fingers and tongues are all I allow. I may let my fiancee do it on our wedding night. I’ll do anything for Mary. She bought a special strap on dildo for the occasion. Frankly, the thing practically scares the wee out of me. Do dicks run seven inches in real life? I don’t look at them even online, so I’m not sure.

So, I’m a lesbian alone in Japan. I guess it may be because of how many videos I’ve collected from nasty streaming sites, but I’m enamored by the idea of a young girl being forced into an unwanted sexual encounter with an older and aggressive lesbian. An older and beautiful lesbian, like me!

I got on the train and spotted my intended. She was tall for a Japanese, with a slender, yet athletic body. She looked adorable with her short pixie cut glistening black hair. She was just about perfect! I love a girl with modest breasts. I can pretend she’s much younger than she really is.

I was slightly disappointed by her not wearing a traditional school girl uniform. That’s just my fangirl reaction. I may have watched too much anime.

Anyway, she smiled up at me when I came up behind her. The train was fairly crowded, but thankfully it was one of those “Female Only” cars I have read about. Hopefully they won’t suspect a thing since I’m not a man.

It was hard to wait as the car filled. We were pressing closer together. I could smell the scent of her now. It was a delightful mix of honest perspiration, and the light scent of Jasmine.

The train started to move. I let myself rock against the girl’s back. She looked a little startled, but seemed to be relieved it was just anther female.

Still, she grew alarmed when I lightly cupped a delightful ass cheek. She whispered something softly in Japanese while trying to inconspicuously push my hand from her bottom.

“It’s okay, sweetie.” I whispered. “Just be quiet so you don’t get embarrassed in front of all these nice people”

She pushed at my hand again, making soft sounds of protest. Her body was firmly muscled. I could feel the warmth of her skin through her clothes. Much as I didn’t want to rush things, I moved my hand.

At first she was relieved again, but that was short lived. I cupped a modest breast and gave a loving squeeze. She wore no bra under her blouse, and I delighted in her perfection.

She grabbed my wrist and pulled my right hand from her. My left hand was free, and cupped her left breast instead.

I heard her whimper slightly. She again said something, but I don’t know what. I was just interested in the fact that her nipple had grown erect against the palm of my hand.

“You like this, don’t you?” I said softly as I pulled my right hand free so I could grope both of her breasts. “I can tell.”

She was growing more alarmed, but still kept quiet. I guess it’s true that Japanese girls are so frightened of being embarrassed, they let things like this progress dangerously far.

I don’t know what stop was hers, so I accelerated my progress. Working fast, I unbuttoned the top three buttons of her blouse and slipped a hand inside. As I gently tweaked a perfect nipple, I leaned down and softly licked her right ear.

I almost had a heart attack when I noticed a petite but busty girl with luxuriously long auburn hair down to her waist was watching me. To be honest, I thought her breasts were almost ridiculously large on her tiny body, but she looked so much like a hentai anime character that I couldn’t help being impressed.

I waited a moment, but nobody else seemed to have noticed anything. I pinched my friend’s nipples again. The girl made no move, nor did she say anything. She just glared at me through the oversize lenses of her wire frame glasses. Hopefully she thought keeping still would prevent me from going to her next.

I nibbled lightly on my reluctant lover’s ear. She stiffened against me. They voyeur girl stared on.

Putting an arm firmly around my friend’s waist, I slid a hand down her squirming body. Her skirt was nearly to her knees, but I just pulled the hem up in the back and slipped my hand up between her legs. I was simply delighted. The girl was soaked! She clasped her thighs on my hand, but my fingers still found what I wanted.

I gently stroked her through her damp panties. She stiffened again, but I swear the pressure of her thighs on my hand lessened. I managed to get my fingers up under the wet fabric. She let out a little coo when I touched her naked sex.

The light of the setting sun glinted on the watcher’s glasses, but I noticed a slight smile on her lips. I bet this was turning her on. Maybe she was even wishing I had picked her. I gave her wink as I caressed soft silky lips.

Gently, I slipped my finger into the honeyed depths of her most inner self. The girl let out a soft moan of obvious pleasure as I started fucking her with my finger. Her inner warmth was so dam exciting. I felt my own body growing aroused as I added a second finger.

The train pulled into a stop. Reluctantly, I snatched my hands away. My athletic friend was blushing prettily as she hastily straightened her skirt and buttoned her blouse as people left the car.

The watcher stayed put as the car emptied. My friend headed for the door, but looked at her and paused. I guess she thought it would be safe if at least one witness stayed. She turned and sat on a seat as the train smoothly left the station. It was just us three now. The watcher made no move as I sat down next to my friend.

She trembled noticeably as I once more began to unbutton her blouse. This time I didn’t stop. It was a small struggle, but I managed to get the top completely off of her. I threw it aside.

For the first time, the watcher moved. The girl snatched up the blouse and bunched it to her face. After deeply inhaling, she stuffed the garment into the large leather satchel she carried.

“Oh, so that’s how it is.” I said with a smile. The watcher was enjoying this! She wanted to see a stranger getting molested. She even helped herself to a trophy.

I leaned in and gave my reluctant lover a kiss. She didn’t part her lips, but that was okay. One can’t have everything. I started licking her face instead.

The watcher seemed to like that. She shifted position nervously and sat her satchel more firmly in her lap as I licked the girl’s cheek.

“Enjoying the show?” I asked quietly.

“I most certainly am.” she replied just as softly.

I pulled away from my friend. It was the picture of beauty the way she hastily covered her modest chest with her crossed arms.

“You speak English?” I asked the watcher.

“Yes I do.” She nodded at the blushing topless girl and spoke louder. “I somehow doubt if she does though.”

The girl looked somehow startled at that, but kept silent.

“I guess I better get off at the next stop.” I said, feeling suddenly awkward.

“Oh, don’t go on my account.” she responded, with just a trace of a lovely Japanese accent. “You seem to be having such a nice time.”

Our modest companion was staring in shock at the voyeur. I guess she was wondering why the girl wasn’t rushing to her rescue.

“I, um, I guess you’re enjoying this too, right?”

“I wouldn’t say enjoy, but she is a beautiful girl.” She watch me intently, the light glinting on her lenses. “Seeing a pretty girl topless in public is very exciting.”

“She is that.” I said as I gently pulled her arms from her chest. “I take it you, um, like girls?”

“You could say that.” She smiled. “It’s only natural for someone like me.”

“Like you?”

“I go to an all girl school.” She hastened to explain. “When there are no males available, girl-girl crushes often lead to fulfilling lesbian affairs.”

“That must be nice.” I said as I resumed lightly pinching the lovely girl’s nipples. “I went to a mixed school, but never dated a boy in my life. I’ve always known I was a lesbian.”

“This is quite pleasant to watch, but keep this in mind. I would have called for the station master if you were male.” The girl said firmly. “I wouldn’t stand for an innocent girl being attacked by a man, at any cost!”

My topless beauty looked from the girl, to me, and then back to the girl again. She seemed totally confused by us having a polite conversation while she sat there topless and blushing. She looked embarrassed, and quite flushed. I think she was starting to like what I was doing to her.

“It’s a good thing she doesn’t speak your language.” The voyeur said firmly as she stared at the girl’s perfect little titties. “By all means, continue your fun.”

The girl looked like she was about to say something, but bit her lower lip instead. God, she looked so sexy! I took things to the next level. As she squirmed helplessly, I managed to tug her panties down and work them off of her long shapely legs.

“I’ll take those.” The watcher said huskily.

“Of course you will.” I threw them to her.

She snatched the sodden garment and without hesitation thrust them into her face. I think she was actually licking the crotch. I didn’t blame her one bit!

Sinking to my knees, I knelt before the embarrassed wriggling girl. I spread her legs and leaned in. I hardly hesitated myself. Yanking up her skirt, I shoved my face between her thighs. It was so exciting to begin licking the pussy of a total stranger.

“We’re about a minute from my stop.” The voyeur announced. “I’ve seen her around. It’s her stop too.”

“Dammit!” I said, my face damp with the girl’s nectar. “Judging by the way she’s panting, I had her almost there. I bet I could have talked her into returning the favor!”

“I don’t have to be home for hours. Do you know what a “Love Hotel” is?”

“Oh God, yes! How do I go about finding one?” My heart was pounding beneath my breast. “Will you help me get her there? Tell her I won’t hurt her, and maybe I’ll even give her some money!”

The girl pulled the blouse back out of her satchel and threw it at my young lover. She said something in Japanese and the girl hastily put the garment back on. My voyeuristic friend was a girl after my own heart. She kept the panties.

Linked arm in arm, we three left the train like very close friends. My lover looked embarrassed, but very excited. The voyeur looked exited as well, but acted a little strange. She was keeping the satchel in front of her at all times as we walked along. It looked very awkward as it bumped against her midsection.

We went down an excitingly busy street. When we reached a certain establishment, the voyeur headed us to it.

“How much money do you have?” The voyeur asked.

“I should have enough in cash.” I answered, pulling my wallet out of my bag.

“Good, I’m broke.” The voyeur smiled sweetly. “I, well, I’ve been here before. Better let me register.”

I handed her my wallet and we all went inside. I was expecting some kind of flea trap motel like back in the states. The lobby surprised me by being neat and very clean.

The old woman at the reception desk looked me over.

“By hour is rest.” she said with a heavy accent. “All night better deal.”

“All night.” My guide took out some of the odd looking bills from my wallet and handed them to the woman as she added something in Japanese.

“What did you say?’ I asked.

“Oh, I just told her I wanted a certain type of room. I think you’ll like it.”

“Lead on.” I said, as I took my lover’s hand.

“Do you mind if I join in?” The voyeur asked my hopefully. “I won’t touch you if you don’t want me too, but this girl is just my type.”

“Well honey, I wouldn’t exactly say no if you, well, touched me too.” I smiled. “A threesome sounds delightful.”

“Really? I can do, um, stuff with you too?” She looked so excited. “Wow, I like American girls!”

“Well, I like Japanese girls!”

We found our room and entered. It was rather tacky, but it looked like something out of all the hentai anime I have watched. The bed was large, with a sturdy wooden frame. The thick wooden vertical bars of the head and foot boards were carved to resemble penises. Animal penises. Huge animal penises. Japan is a strange land.

The whole thing was covered in a good dozen pillows and cushions, with a matching shiny satin comforter. They were all in what I had learned was official Hello Kitty pink. So were the walls, for that matter, and the thick shag carpeting on the floor. There were pictures and murals painted on the walls. They depicted various Hello Kitty characters caught in all manner of sexual exploits. I guess that explained the lovingly carved animal dicks! I kind of liked it. It was so gloriously perverted. It even had a mirror on the ceiling. This was far better than dirty a train!

I took the taller girl into my arms and held her tight. She still wouldn’t open her mouth to mine, so once again I resorted to licking her beautiful face. There was a flash of light, and my heart almost stopped. The voyeur had pulled a camera from her satchel!

“No pictures!” I cried. I had no wish to have photographic evidence of my little extra curricular adventure. If Mary even got a hint of a whisper about this, we would be through!

“I wasn’t photographing you.” The voyeur said sheepishly. “Well, not really.”

She showed me the display on the back of her camera. My face wasn’t clearly visible. I breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’ll tell you what. You can take a few pictures, but you have to let me see them. Any I don’t approve of, I’ll delete. Okay?”

“Sure!” she said softly. “I won’t do anything to upset you before I get in bed with you guys. I promise!”

The busty voyeur seemed so earnest. Besides, I could easily overpower the tiny thing and take the camera. I smiled.

“Just try not to get a pictures of my face.”

“I have an idea.” She put her camera down and picked up my phone. “This way you can just email me the pictures you approve of, and delete the rest!”

“That’s fine.” I wouldn’t email her anything, and once I secured them on a server Mary would never find, I’d delete everything! “Take as many pictures as you want!”

I went back to my lover. She meekly let me undress her. The voyeur took several pictures as I worked the girl back out of her clothes. When she finally stood naked before me, her beauty nearly took my breath away.

I stepped aside for a moment, allowing the voyeur to fire away with her camera. Oddly, while looking embarrassed, the naked girl had an air of pride about her. I think she was enjoying the attention on some strange level. She even willingly changed her pose when the voyeur said something to her in Japanese.

“She’s simply beautiful, like a mythical mermaid come to shore.” The voyeur then said what I think may have been the same thing, but in Japanese.

The naked girl suddenly smiled, and her beauty only intensified. She seemed a little more self assured now, and started posing almost like a professional model.

I kicked off my shoes and unbuttoned my jeans. Both girls watched as I slid them down my legs and stepped out of them. The voyeur stared more intently. I could tell she was just dying to join us. She must share in the Japanese male’s infatuation with tall busty American blondes.

She took picture after picture of the taller girl. I was sure I was visible in at least a few. Maybe I’d email a couple to her, after all. If the other girl wasn’t visible in them. I could always claim someone had planted a camera in my room or something.

Oddly, the petite yet busty girl still had her satchel bag hanging awkwardly around her neck as she moved around taking pictures. The long shoulder strap kept it hanging down in front of her waist. I had to be uncomfortable like that, but she was obviously having fun.

“Go ahead and take her in your arms.” The voyeur said rather forcefully. It sounded almost like she was ordering an employee around. I let her tone slide. It must have been just her aroused state.

I took the girl in my arms and held her tight. She stiffened a little, but her skin felt so warm and alive against mine.

Once again, she would not part her lips for mine. That is until the voyeur barked something sharply in Japanese. I almost said something myself about her pushy ways, but suddenly I had my lover’s tongue in my mouth. We both moaned in shared pleasure.

I felt a little apprehension at the way things were going, but hell. If the girl would obey orders in Japanese, who was I to argue?

“Does, does she know what 69 means?” I asked huskily.

The voyeur looked more than a little flushed. She took a couple more pictures. I would be easy to identify in them, but I would just be sure to grab that camera. Hell, I’ll just keep it. I’ve come this far. Stealing a camera wouldn’t make things worse.

“Well, ask her. Does she know what 69 is?”

“I don’t know, but I sure know what it means!” The voyeur said with a big grin. “Just lay on the bed. I’ll tell her what to do.”

I climbed onto the bed and made myself comfortable on all of that shocking pinkness. I watched as the voyeur spoke rapidly to the naked girl. She pointed at me, and spoke some more. The naked girl looked like she wasn’t convinced. Suddenly the voyeur looked very angry and her voice dropped to a low whisper.

The naked girl finally nodded. She looked strangely happy for someone in her position. Something was wrong here, but before I could think, the girl was getting into the bed and climbing over me.

She didn’t hesitate at all. Turning around, she lay over me and put her face between my thighs. I spread my legs wide and her mouth found my vagina. Oh God, it was amazing! A young and sexy teenage total stranger was licking me out! My entire view was centered on her own sweet sex. The naughty girl had shaved. I love that, but my Mary refused to do it for me. I pulled her down and began returning her favors.

By the flashes, I know that the voyeur was taking a few more pictures. I didn’t mind. Maybe I send her a couple of the 69 pictures, if my face wasn’t visible.

I suddenly felt a third hand on my leg. That was fine. I think the voyeur needed time to work up to joining us in the bed. She was gently caressing me as my lover drove me crazy with her lips and tongue. I hope the voyeur didn’t take too long in deciding to join us on the bed. I needed to get back to my hotel and pack so I wouldn’t miss my flight in the morning.

Without warning, I suddenly felt something wrap snugly around my left ankle. My leg was pulled sharply to the side. My lover had stopped her oral play, and wrapped her strong arms and legs around me as I felt my leg being securly bound.

“What? Stop!” I cried as my right ankle was targeted next. “What are you doing? Get off of me!”

The voyeur said something in Japanese and then laughed. I slapped at my former lover’s ass, but she wouldn’t get off! The voyeur said something again, but then switched to English.

“Ai, help me with her arms!”

“Yes Yuriko!” The girl climbed off of me. “Be careful that she does not strike you.”

The girl spoke English nearly as well as the voyeur! What the hell was going on? I struggled, but the both of them grabbed my right arm. Oh my God, where the hell did the voyeur get handcuffs?

I slapped at them with my free hand, but it was no use. Before long, only my left arm was free. I struggled as hard as I could, but soon my left wrist was also handcuffed to the sturdy headboard.

“Now let me check out who she is.” The voyeur said as she pulled my wallet from her satchel. “Jessica Conner. Jessica, are you enjoying your stay in my country?”

“This isn’t funny!” I shouted. “Let me go or I’ll scream.”

“Go ahead, if it will make you feel better. These hotels are known for how discreet the staff are. Besides, the rooms are completely soundproofed. Go ahead Ai, show her.”

“Boss, do I have to?”

“Just do it.”

The naked girl threw back her head and let loose with a blood curdling scream.

“Damn Ai, I didn’t know you could go that loud.”

“I’m frustrated, and it’s your fault boss! You could have waited a little while longer. I was almost ready to orgasm.”

The voyeur surprised my by stepping up and giving “Ai” a solid slap on the ass. I could tell by the taller girl’s expression that it did indeed hurt.

“Yuriko, I was just kidding! I said almost! I swear I didn’t have an orgasm! You know I won’t unless you say I can!”

“You two know each other?’ I said, feeling dread sweep through my heart. “What’s going on here? Let me go this instant or I’ll call the police!”

“You, call the police?” Yuriko took something out of her satchel. It looked like an extra thick thumb drive. The dread intensified within me when I saw the miniature lens. It would line up perfectly with the tiny hole I belatedly noticed in the satchel.

“I can’t say much for the resolution of a spy cam, but I have a complete video of you molesting a young girl on the train. Facial recognition software will have no trouble matching you to the molester in the video. The authorities frown upon public molestation, especially by a foreigner. You might not get prison time, but you won’t be leaving Japan for a few weeks.”

“Wait, wait! Can’t we talk about this?” My blood ran cold. If Mary got word of this, it could ruin everything between us! “I, I’m getting married next week! I have to leave in the morning!”

Yuriko picked up my stylish mini backpack and rummaged through it. She pulled out my phone and began fiddling with it.

“Let’s see. Oh look. The number you call most is one designated Mary. That’s good to know. What would Mary say if I sent her a video of you molesting a kid on a train.”

“Yuriko, I’m not a kid! I’m nearly seventeen!”

“Silence, Ai. I’m talking.”

“Sorry boss.” Ai said while looking bashful, yet happy and defiant.

“You can’t!” I screamed. “Mary would never speak to me again! She was groped once, and is still traumatized by the experience! She can’t find out I did something like this!”

“Something like what?”

“Something like me molesting your girlfriend! There. I said it! I’m sorry I molested your girlfriend! In my defense, she obviously liked it!”

“I did not!” Ai shouted. “Honest Yuriko! I didn’t do anything! It was all her doing!”

“Ai, I believe you, but kindly please keep quiet!”

“She did like it! When I shoved my hand up between her legs, she was positively dripping! You heard her moaning when I finger-fucked her!”

“Ai, call the police”

“Oh my God, no! I have money! Well I don’t really, but Mary does! I can get you money! Mary is so naive. She always believes any bullshit story I come up with when I need cash! She’s so simple, that she even believed me when I told her that the bra she found under the sofa was mine! The damn thing belonged to some fifteen year old bi-curious kid I picked up at the mall! She forgot it when she hurried to get dressed when Mary came home from work early. Mary is so damn gullible that she believed me! I’ll make up something really good and she’ll make you rich!”

“I have no need of YOUR money.” Yuriko said with a smile as she fiddled with the spy cam. “There, now it’s off. Did I mention it has audio as well? Your comments on your naive and simple fiancee are priceless. I bet your Mary will love hearing what you really think of her. I just know she’ll want you to explain how some kid’s underwear ended up under your sofa.”

“You, you were still recording?” I felt like I was going to pass out. “Oh my God!”

“Of course I was still recording!” Yuriko laughed. “Do you think me a fool?”

I didn’t know what to say. My life was about to be ruined! There had to be something I could do to avert disaster! Before I could think of something, Yuriko acted.

She suddenly spun around and gave her friend another solid slap on the ass. The girl was bigger, and obviously athletic, but made absolutely no move to defend herself from the smaller girl. I saw a red hand-print on her ass. It practically glowed!

“Ai, you are very lucky you didn’t say anything to incriminate us. I would have had to make noticeable edits if you had.”

“I’m sorry boss.” Ai whispered. “I was being very careful! I’m very sorry if I made things difficult for you!”

“That’s okay Ai. This recording is perfect! Now go give our friend a goodbye kiss.”

In all the fear and confusion, being kissed by a naked pretty girl went far in calming me down. That is, until I noticed that the voyeuristic bitch was photographing us with my own phone!

“What do you want?” I nearly screamed. “Please, just tell me what you want!”

“Nothing that you didn’t try to get from Ai.” Yuriko smiled, but her eyes looked hard behind the large round lenses. “How about if I molest you?”

“Molest me?” Maybe there was some hope after all! “You, you won’t hurt me, will you?”

“Of course not.” She went to her naked friend and gave her a loving kiss. “Ai doesn’t like me to hurt anyone. Do you, my mermaid?”

“No boss.” She smiled. “You’ve been very good lately. You deserve to have a nice time.”

“Why thank you Ai. Why don’t you go to the lobby? Call Toya and get him to drive you home. I’ll see you tomorrow and tell you all the details, okay? Don’t forget to go right to bed. The swim meet is early tomorrow. You have to be at the Tokyo Sports Complex by ten.”

“Okay boss! Whatever you say!”

I struggled uselessly as Ai dressed. The two girls argued a little in Japanese, and Ai received another slap on the bottom. Yuriko seemed to have complete domination over her friend. Ai finally gave Yuriko another loving kiss, and then left, tugging her skirt nervously. Yuriko wouldn’t return her panties.

“You can let me loose now.” I said more calmly than I felt. “Then we can make love.”

“No, we aren’t going to make love.” She smiled as she began to slowly undress. “I told you. I’m going to molest you. It’s only fair since you targeted my beloved Ai.”

The idea was not without merit. I wasn’t on the end I had wanted to be, but hell’s teeth. A pretty girl was planning on having her way with me. Despite myself, I was growing more aroused by the moment.

“Yuriko, about the pictures and the video? Could we come to an agreement about those? I’ll be ruined if Mary sees them.”

“The more pleased I am, the less likely I will send anything to your fiancee. You had just better keep that in mind, Miss America.”

“You know my name is Jessica.” I smiled hopefully. “My friends call me Jessie.”

“I do not wish to be your friend, Miss America. I just want to fuck you.”

“You don’t have to be so damn crude about it!”

“Says the bitch that molested MY girl!” The anger and possessiveness in her voice was frightening.

I would have said something, but the girl had taken off her blouse and shrugged out of her bra. She looked as big as me, even though she was so much shorter. It made them look positively huge on her. Despite myself, I wanted to touch her, to put my lips to her nipples.

The strange dominating girl still had the satchel hanging around her neck, bumping against her crotch. She turned her back to me and set it on the pink TV stand.

I watched intently as she unhooked her nearly floor length skirt and let it drop to puddle around her feet. For some ungodly reason she was wearing a pair of men’s boxer shorts. Yellow, with little red hearts. She pulled those down and I felt a little thrill of excitement at seeing her lovely ass. Perfection! It looked like an inverted valentine’s heart. If it could, my tongue would have grown erect at the wonderful sight.

“I guess now is as good a time as any for the grand unveiling.” She put her hands on the sexy flair of her hips and spun around.

“You’re beautiful.” I managed to say, before my words were choked off in panic.

“What do you think?” She asked as she thrust her hips in my direction.

“You’re a man!” I couldn’t help screaming when I saw the massive nine inch penis jutting from her loins.

“I most certainly am not!” She shouted angrily. Yuriko walked over and climbed onto the bed. Standing over me with legs spread, she grabbed her cock and lifted it up. “Look you American whore! I have a vagina, same as you!”

“Get that away from me!” I cried. I pulled at the handcuffs. They only hurt my wrists. I tried kicking, but the cords binding my ankles didn’t give at all.

“Don’t tell me you’re scared of my little penis.”

“Little? That thing is huge!”

“Would you like to see what it can do?”

“No!” I shouted as she grasped herself and started stroking her hand up and down the disgusting shaft.