Written by Dani_henshaw

Threesome
29 Mar 2009


I'd recently broken up with my boyfriend of two years when I was offered a modelling assignment in Japan. My boyfriend (or ex-boyfriend) and I had met when I was nineteen and in my first year of reading medicine at Cambridge. Although he was lovely and intelligent, he was also insanely jealous. I couldn't even talk to another guy without him getting all moody and insecure. Although I was completely faithful to him during our time together, he was convinced that I was having an affair or affairs. In the end it drove me insane and I ended it. I hope he's reading this, because when he discovers what I got up to in Tokyo he will practically explode. In fact that's the reason why I'm posting this true confession on Swinging Heaven. I know for a fact that he regular reads these stories and although I've changed my name for the sake of modesty (I'm going to be a doctor after all, pillar of the community and all that) there should be enough of me in here so the at the very least he will be left wondering, and at best, he'll read this with his mouth hanging open, his heart pounding, and his complexion slowly turning green.

I'll call myself Dani for the sake of the exercise. I’m now twenty-two and I was fortunate enough to be born with brains, a hot body (if I do say so myself), and Eurasian features (courtesy of my French father and Hong Kong Chinese mother), which is the hot look at the moment. There's plenty of work around for Eurasian models and I'm happy to utilise my assets to pay my way through university. Doing a bikini shoot or a commercial for HSBC certainly beats waiting tables and getting groped by lecherous pigs who think you’re an item on the menu.

The assignment in Japan was for a TV commercial and ad campaign for an upmarket hotel chain. I arrived in Tokyo late in the evening but because of the time zones and the fact that I'd been flown out business class, and slept a lot of the way, meant that by the time I got to my hotel I was wide awake, even though it was quite late. I checked in, ordered room service, had a long hot, soapy shower, and then, following dinner, I utterly failed to get to sleep. I wasn't too worried because I wasn't required on set until the day after so I had a whole day to acclimatise and beat jet lag.

I flicked on the TV and had a bit of surf but there wasn’t much on. I didn't want to get absorbed in a movie because I have an addictive personality and knew that if I started watching one I'd have to finish it. Surfing around I soon found my way to the adult channels. I watched the previews but they always time out just at the interesting bits. The last time I'd had sex was with my ex about six months before so this, coupled with the fact that I was single again, at large in Tokyo in a five star hotel, and had consumed a mini-bottle of wine with dinner, plus the adult movie previews, all conspired to make me feel rather horny. I decided to watch one of the adult movies thinking that the visuals would turn me on so much I would end up masturbating and then, hopefully, falling asleep. I stripped off my pyjamas, got myself comfortable on the bed and purchased the movie (it was on my expense account anyway). It was a local movie called "Forbidden Pleasures" and the "story" was about a repressed and neglected young bride's exploration of her sexuality. Her husband was always off working or at karaoke bars, so having been deflowered on her wedding night and ignored since, she sought her pleasures elsewhere – with men, with women, sometimes both. At one point in the movie she was being ravished by two men all while her husband (who’d come home unexpectedly) watched her through a two-way mirror which he had installed for the express purpose of watching her being ravaged by two men in the event he came home early. I found this a huge turn on because like a lot of women I've often fantasised about being the main course of a threesome (preferably with two men). I'd never broached this with my ex, of course, for fear that he might have spontaneously combusted. The scene that I really enjoyed was when she was sucking one guy in the doggy position while the other guy was licking her from behind. When he'd got her sufficiently lubricated he moved up and eased his cock inside her while she moaned with the pleasure of it. I couldn’t tell whether his cock was in her pussy or her arse but either way she was clearly loving it. I'd never had anal sex before but as I played with my clitoris I must admit that I would have loved to have been the lucky 'Forbidden Pleasures' woman. I quickly brought myself to orgasm while fingering my arse at the same time – a relatively new pleasure for me, largely thanks to the movie. Then I turned off the TV and tried to get to sleep again. I must have tossed and turned for half an hour or more before I gave up and decided to raid the mini-bar for some champagne.

Worst luck. The mini-bar had spirits, beer and wine but no champagne. I decided to throw on some clothes and go and see if the hotel's bar was still open. I stepped into the lift and was about to press the button for 'G' when I noticed that there was a piano bar on the top floor. I headed there instead.

Fortunately the bar was still open although there were only a handful of guests, all businessmen, still there. I ordered a glass of champagne and went and sat at a table with my book – I didn't want to look like a sad act. I also didn't want to look as if I was there to score, which I wasn't. I'd watched half an adult movie, masturbated and now I was just trying to make myself tired so I could get some sleep.

A few tables away from me there was a Japanese guy of about thirty. He was stylishly dressed in a suit but he had long, wavy hair and movie star good looks. He caught me looking at him so he smiled at me and being single again I smiled back. Then he mouthed something to me but I shrugged to let him know that I didn't understand his meaning. To my amazement and, I must admit, excitement, he got up and came over to my table.

Do you mind if I join you? he said. His English wasn't great but it was far better than my Japanese. I think I told him to sit down, but in my schoolgirl Japanese I might just as easily have told him that his fish was on fire. In the end and to avoid any confusion I just pointed to the chair.

Apparently he was from Osaka and was in Tokyo for a conference. He was meant to be meeting a colleague for a drink but had evidently been stood up. We chatted for a while in his broken English and my severely broken Japanese. He was married with kids and he showed me their photos and I admired them like a good drinking buddy though I must admit that I was a bit disappointed. Here I was, relatively newly single, horned up on a porno film, with a drop dead gorgeous guy who only wanted to show me photos of his wife and kids. Despite being a model I'm not all that confident and I’d never had a one-night stand before. So despite being free and single and on an expense account in a far off land, I didn't really expect that to change. And as I "oohed" and "aahed" at my new friend's Kodak moments, the chances of it happening that night seemed as remote as ever. Maybe if I could score a drink invitation back to his room I would pluck up the courage to do the whole bathrobe drop thing. Then again, my bathrobe was back in my room, so I didn’t know how the hell I was going to step seductively out of it and let it cascade erotically to the floor, like they do in the movies – if the damn thing was a couple of floors below me. Good one, Dani.

To cap a perfect night the bar was closing so we had to leave. Despite the whole married-with-kids/bathrobe conundrum I was hoping that he would offer me that drink back in his room, but when the offer wasn't forthcoming I took the bull by the horns and suggested that we go back to mine. I was a little bit shocked, and more than a little excited when he agreed. Maybe I'd get to slip the old bathrobe off after all. Or had I left the sodding thing back in London…?

Unfortunately, though, on the way out to the elevator the bathrobe fantasy came crashing down around me when my colleague's drinking buddy finally showed up. He was apologising profusely saying, from what I could gather, that he'd fallen asleep. We explained that the bar was closed and that we were going back to my room for a drink. I was hoping that he'd take the hint and clear off because, well, to be brutally honest he wasn't much to look at. He was a lot older than my new friend – whose name I still didn't know, though I think it was something like Daniel. Daniel's friend (let’s call him Mr. Nakata) was early to mid fifties. He was also rather chubby – well he was a lot chubby to be truthful. Any thoughts of acting out any of the 'Forbidden Pleasures' scenarios with this guy were the furthest thing from my mind. Tragically, though, he appeared to be tagging along with us.

When we got back to my room Daniel sat on the bed while Mr. Nakata plonked himself onto one of the chairs. I opened a bottle of Chardonnay from the fridge and poured us all a glass and sat on the bed next to Daniel, because there was nowhere else to sit. We sipped our drinks but it had all become rather awkward. There was a bit of an elephant in the room – no reference to Mr. Nakata's rotund appearance either. The fact of the matter was by that point I was just hoping to get rid of both of them and get a good night's sleep.

From out of nowhere, though, Daniel turned to me and said that I was beautiful. Then he brushed my hair out of my face, leaned in and kissed me. I was totally stunned but it felt so hot to have this beautiful man's mouth clamped on mine that our tongues were soon twirling around each other. Although Mr. Nakata was still in the room with us, I wasn’t in the least bit bothered. It had been six months since I’d been kissed like this. Mr. Nakata could have videoed it for all I cared.

I was just starting to feel really hot and horny when Daniel broke away and said something to Mr. Nakata which, I assumed, was about his giving us some privacy. Mr. Nakata took the cue and stood up. He offered me his hand which I shook but then I noticed he had a really sad look. If I could have put a thought bubble to his look it would have read something like, Daniel-san gets all the girls, and I'm left jerking off in my room to porno previews. I felt really sorry for him. That's the only reason I can give for what I did next. Rather than say goodnight as the three of us expected me to do, I patted the bed, inviting him to sit down beside me. Daniel seemed quite shocked so I quickly turned to him and kissed him again. Meanwhile I could feel the bed move as Mr. Nakata sat down next to me. As I was kissing Daniel, Mr. Nakata gently ran his hand up my leg. I thought he would be quite pervy and desperate but instead he was really tender. Daniel pulled away again but this time I realised that it was because he wanted me to give some attention to his buddy. So I turned around and started pashing Mr. Nakata. Again, Mr. Nakata was rather lovely. He kissed me deeply and passionately but tenderly and when Daniel started to lift up my t-shirt at the back I realised that as old and as chubby as Mr. Nakata was, I was going to get to live out my threesome fantasy after all. And it was horny beyond belief.

Rather than let them undress me, I pulled away from Mr. Nakata, stood up and decided to give them a little floor show. I quickly took off my t-shirt and then slowly, seductively I removed my jeans – or at least as slowly and seductively as jeans allow. Then, as I was gyrating in front of them in nothing but my underwear, their tongues were practically rolling on the ground. My boobs aren’t huge but they firm and perfectly proportional, while I know for a fact that my bum is a work of art – I am a model after all, I've done the catwalk sashay countless number of times. When I didn’t think Daniel and Mr. Nakata could take much more I unhooked my bra and slipped out of it, letting them get an eyeful of my boobs, which they thoroughly enjoyed. Wanting to make the most of my best feature I turned around with my back to them. Then I slipped my thumbs through the elastic of my panties and inch by inch I lowered them slowly down until they had a full view of my bum. From the sounds they were making I knew that they were thoroughly enjoying the spectacle. They were even clapping. I then let my panties fall to the floor and ever so casually I stepped out of them before turning around and giving them a glimpse of my shaved pussy. Daniel reached out and took hold of my hand pulling me down onto the bed with them. They both smothered me with kisses and groped all over my body. The rush of pleasure that came over me as four hands and two mouths explored and licked every inch of me is not something I'll forget in a hurry. Daniels fingers probed the entrance of my pussy and I was so wet from the show that I’d just put on and the sheer naughtiness of what I was doing that his fingers slipped straight inside me. Meanwhile Mr. Nakata sucked my boobs and fondled my bum for all he was worth. Daniel tried to go down on me but I backed away up the bed and told them to take their clothes off. They didn’t do it as seductively as me; they just tore off their clothes eager to get down to business, which I didn't mind at all.

They were soon totally nude and I realised that neither of them were going to let me down. Daniel had a nice firm cock about five and half inches while Mr. Nakata's was huge, the biggest that I'd ever seen anyway (up until that point I’d only seen two others, so I doubled my pleasure that night in more ways than one). Mr. Nakata's rock hard erection must have been about seven maybe even eight inches. It was thick too; thicker than I ever imagined it was possible for a cock to be. I didn’t even know if I could get one that big in my pussy. All I knew was that it was going to be fun finding out. One thing was for sure though and that was there was no way in the world was that monster going up my arse. The girl in the 'Forbidden Pleasures' movie had seemed to enjoy a little back-door action, but she clearly didn't have to accommodate Mr. Nakata’s monster erection.

Daniel and Mr. Nakata crawled onto the bed and the three of us kissed and fondled for a little while before I lowered myself down to give Daniels cock some oral attention. He was my 'date' after all so it seemed only fair to give him first dibs. As I was sucking Daniels cock and grabbing his arse, Mr. Nakata moved behind me and stared caressing my boobs. He was firm but tender and seemed to know exactly what he was doing – far more so than the two 'boys' I experienced so far in my tragically limited love life. He then started fondling, kissing and kneading my bum before lying down on his back and pulling me down so that I was sitting on his face. While Mr. Nakata licked my clitoris and caressed my boobs, I sucked Daniels cock and massaged his tight balls. The pleasure was insane. And it wasn't just the sexual feelings, which were fantastic enough. It was the sheer naughtiness of what I was doing.

After what seemed like ages, Daniel tensed, groaned and then shot a load of semen into my mouth. I swallowed as best I could while Daniel lay back on the bed totally spent. I don't really like the taste of semen so I reluctantly eased myself off Mr. Nakata, reached over to the bedside table and took a sip of wine to wash away the taste. I looked back at Mr. Nakata who was stroking his monster cock in an attempt to keep it fully erect. I realised that I'd paid poor, old Mr. Nakata almost no attention. Oh sure, he'd been all over me with his hands and his tongue, but I hadn’t extended him the same courtesy. I didn't know if Daniel or Mr. Nakata had brought any condoms with them but I knew I had some left in my make-up bag from my failed relationship with Mr. Jealousy. I excused myself, crawled off the bed and walked into the bathroom, eliciting whoops from the boys as I sashed naked across the room – wiggling my bum for their visual pleasure as they cheered. I returned with a couple of condoms and crawled back onto the bed. I took Mr. Nakata's cock in my hand and stroked it tenderly the way that he had with me. It was soon rock hard again. I slithered my tongue up and down his shaft before taking the end in my mouth and sucking him slowly. He stroked my hair as I was sucking his cock and I realised right at that moment that a threesome didn’t have to be a debauched wham bam thing, it could actually be quite tender and, dare I say, loving. These guys weren't out to use and abuse me but, like me, they were out for a good, fun time. I supposed they realised that if they treat a woman right then she would come back for more. These guys were treating me wonderfully and I would definitely be coming back for more.

I didn't want Mr. Nakata to come yet – I wanted his cock in my pussy – so I sat up and offered him a condom. He didn't need a second invitation and he quickly tore it open and unravelled it over his huge cock. I didn’t know which position to try first but Mr. Nakata led the way. He kneeled up and kissed me and caressed me some more before lowering me onto my back. His stomach, as I said, was rather large and it pressed into mine before he realised it was a bit too much for me. He eased himself off me slightly be taking the weight on his arms. Because he did this I was able to reach down, grab hold of his cock and guide it into my dripping pussy. I gasped as I felt the size and weight of the thing stretching me wide. Again he was very tender and I was able to relax and get used to his sheer size. He waited a moment until he felt that I was ready before pushing himself completely up inside to the point where I could feel his balls pressing against my bum. Talk about heaven. Half an hour earlier I'd viewed Mr. Nakata as a slightly disgusting, overweight old man, but as it turned out he was a wonderful lover. He certainly put Daniel and my ex to shame. And if I ever came back to Japan it would be to pay Mr. Nakata a visit.

After making love in the missionary position for about ten minutes, during which I came like a river, I could see that Mr. Nakata was getting tired. I suggested that we change positions. Mr. Nakata rolled off me and lay on his back with his tent pole sticking high in the air. I certainly didn’t need an invitation and I climbed on board feeling the immense pleasure of his cock reaching parts of me that no one ever has before or will again. As I was riding him, Mr. Nakata, ever the attentive lover, reached up and started caressing my boobs. I leaned forward so that he could suck my nipples which he did gratefully and expertly. As I was riding Mr. Nakata like an insatiable cowgirl I noticed Daniel unravelling one of my condoms (or rather, one of my ex's condoms) over his cock. I realised that he hadn't actually fucked me yet given the attention that I was paying his friend. By this time I was lying on Mr. Nakata's chest while he stroked my back. Mr. Nakata's cock was still buried deep in my pussy, but we were taking a short break in proceedings. Daniel told me to hold the position that I was in. He crawled down behind me and started caressing my bum. Then he smeared some of my juices over my bum hole and eased one of his fingers inside me. It felt unusual but not completely unpleasant. Then he tried two fingers. And it was with a tinge of excitement and nervousness rolled into one that I realised that I was about to be doubled. I told Daniel to take it slowly because I was an anal virgin. He did as I asked and used his fingers to stretch me slightly. Finally he removed his fingers and grabbed hold of my bum cheeks with both hands. I could feel him trying to force the head of his cock into my arse and it made me grimace slightly because I didn't know what to expect. He managed to squeeze the head in and then started moving it slowly in and out, again so that I could get used to the size. Then finally after much effort on his part he managed to shove the entire length of his cock up my arse. I was an anal virgin no more.

When I was used to his size he started sliding his cock in and out of my arse while I moved back and forth in time with his movement, during which time I was sliding up and down on Mr. Nakata's cock. Daniel was also slapping my arse cheeks while Mr. Nakata reached back and squeezed them. It was so naughty, so erotic, so pleasurable, that I couldn’t control myself and screamed at Daniel to fuck my arse which he did until we both came.

Daniel and I lay on the bed totally spent while Mr. Nakata stroked his huge cock. I realised that yet again I'd been a neglectful lover. Daniel and I both had had several orgasms, but poor Mr. Nakata hadn't come once. I got up and crawled over to him and took his cock in my hand and started to stroke it. I think he could see what I was up to so he stopped me and gently manoeuvred my body so that I was again in the doggy position. Even though I was no longer an anal virgin, I realised that there was no way in hell I could or would let Mr. Nakata fuck me up the arse, I wouldn't have been able to sit down for a month. But I soon realised that he had no such intention. I could hear him breathing deeply and stroking his cock quite violently. He was obviously going to wank himself to orgasm and he just wanted to use my, dare I say, perfect arse, as visual stimulus. To increase his pleasure I started talking dirty to him telling him to fuck my arse harder and harder even though we both knew that that was never going to happen. In less than twenty seconds Mr. Nakata cried out and I felt a huge blast of hot semen land on my bum.

And that was that for the night. They got dressed, kissed me farewell and beat a well-earned retreat into the night which didn't upset me in the least. After the full on bonk fest that we'd had, I just wanted to be by myself and get a good night's sleep. And may I say, girls, having a hot, steamy and quite unexpected threesome is a sure fire way of beating jet-lag. I highly recommend it. I've never slept so well in my life.

If you're wondering was there an encore performance the following night then the answer is a resounding yes. I sought them out and made it happen. And it was just as pleasurable the second time, if not more so.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed MY 'Forbidden Pleasures'. And I hope Tristram (not his real name) has read it and figured out that it was indeed his dear, sweet, shy, innocent Dani who got a thoroughly good seeing to (up the bum as well) for two fun-filled, sweat-soaked, nipple-tingling, pillow-biting nights in Tokyo earlier this year. You were always jealous about my non-existent affairs. So I hope I've given you something to be truly jealous about. Thanks for the condoms too.


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