Paul's wife Linda, had suggested the holiday in Japan.

Paul hadn't been too keen. He liked holidays in places like Hamburg and New York, where there was a pretty active night scene. As far as he knew there wasn't much going on in Japan's nightclub scene to interest him.

What had struck him, though, was how pretty the girls were. He and Linda traveled quite a lot around Osaka on the train, and they seemed to be full of pretty girls in short dresses and skirts.

A few days before they were due to come home, Paul was returning on his own to the hotel when he saw a very beautiful girl in her late teens, with short black hair and a lovely smile.

She must have seen Paul looking at her, because she smiled at him and came to sit opposite from him. She looked into his eyes and slowly opened her legs showing him her very white panties.

Paul was transfixed by the sight of those shapely tanned legs, and those intensely white panties peeking out from the dark cave that the material of her dress formed.

As they got off the train, she slipped a small card into Paul's hand and then just vanished into the crowd.

Paul was intrigued. All the card contained was the name "Secret Club" and a telephone number.

That evening, Linda was feeling too tired to go out, so Paul went out on his own. He found a phone box and rang the number on the card.

A girl's voice answered. She spoke good English and told Paul that the club was a place for businessmen to relax at before they went home. It cost about £100 to get in, but the drinks were free, and there was a sex show.

Paul wondered if the girl on the train would be there, and decided to go. He soon found the address, in a rather run down area of town, and paid the girl at the desk the entrance money. She beckoned him through to a smoky basement, where two girls were on the stage, surrounded by men in suits.

The girls were some of the prettiest he had seen, but he was surprised to see that they were fully clothed. Some sex show, he muttered.

He needn't have worried. The girls were wearing white blouses and short black skirts. They kept bending over so that the audience could see their panties. One was wearing white cotton panties, and the other tiny red nylon see through ones.

The girl in the white knickers beckoned to a man in the front row to come up to the stage. He didn't need any persuading, and was up there in a flash. She told him to lie still on the floor, which he did, then she slowly wriggled her body over him until his face was only inches from her crotch. The lips of her vagina were clearly visible to all the men in the audience, who were now sweating profusely.

She beckoned four more men onto the stage and - oh joy

Paul was one of them. The girl said her name was Yoki and sat on a leather chair. The first man seemed to know what to do, and got up off the floor. Dropping his pants he stood there with an enormous erection. Paul hesitated, he was a little surprised by the man exposing himself. He hadn't thought that something like that would happen in a public place like this. In the states if someone did something like that, even in a strip club, they'd get thrown in jail. But the other men did the same, and Paul was quick to follow. He wondered what would happen next. Yoki was sat in the chair, still wearing her skirt, her panties and her blouse. The blouse came off, exposing her beautiful firm breasts, then she opened her legs wide apart and gave a signal to the men. They all started to masturbate and soon thick creamy jets of spunk were spattered all over Yoki's white panties. Paul stood there with his dick in his hand and watched all the men spewing their seed onto the beautiful young woman. He couldn't believe this was happening. He just stood there watching in fascination. It was a delicious sight - the semen dribbling down Yoki's panties and onto the floor. Then Yoki beckoned to Paul, just Paul. Now what? She put out a little pink tongue, and pointed down to her cum-soaked panties. Did she really expect him to lick up other men's sperm? Obviously she did! Paul looked at the men standing on the stage next to him, and he could tell that they would have loved to have been the one to eat Yoki's panties, sperm or no sperm. Paul tentatively put his face at her crotch. She smelt gorgeous, a heady mix of perfume, sex and semen. His cock had shriveled in his shock and embarrassment at the events that had taken him so by surprise. But as he started to lick the your beauty's panties, his dick expanded into a hardened rod for all to see. Paul slurped away licking the strangers come from the woman's underwear, but suddenly she moved away from him. What had he done wrong? It was alright, though. She rested his head gently back on the chair, and straddled him, kneeling with her legs apart so that the audience could see up her skirt. Paul wasn't remotely interested in the audience at this point. All he could see was this beautiful Japanese girl, right in front of his face, legs spread apart, skirt round her waist, white cotton panties tight across her pubic mound, dripping sperm. Yoki pushed even closer to him, the gusset of her panties now against Paul's nose and mouth. She smelt strongly of sex. He could hardly breathe, but he didn't mind. It was all too wonderful. Then the girl in the red panties moved across the stage. She sat on the floor with her legs apart, and beckoned to Paul. Reluctantly, he moved away from the Yoki's soaking wet knickers, but she seemed so taken with him that Yoki took them off and put to his lips. He stared in surprise as the woman pushed them between his lips. He could taste the mingled juices, trickling down his throat, and desperately needed to relieve the tension, which had built up in his groin. He had never felt so sexually charged before, it was like nothing he had ever imagined. He stood over the other girl, who was spread-eagled, pulling her red panties slightly to one side. Paul could taste Yoki's semen soaked panties in his mouth and this aroused him even more. The red pantied girl reached up and wrapped her delicate fingers around his manhood, slowly pumping him. Paul closed his eyes, throwing his head back and groaned in ecstasy. He could no longer control his own body and shot his load excitedly all over the girl's panties and cunt. Great gobbits of sticky white cum shot out of his erect cock, spattering all over the red panties and dripping down inside her open cuntlips. Yoki joined the other girl on the floor, and started licking up the creamy mess that Paul had made. It dripped off her tongue and onto the girl's body. Yoki slurped some more up into her pretty mouth, and dribbled it slowly into the other girl's mouth. Both of them were now covered in sticky white slimy spunk, as they kissed. Paul looked on as the sight of these two Asian beauties burned their images into his memory for the rest of his life. He only regretted that he would be leaving Japan so soon. This country was truly a wonderful place to vacation in. He thought. Maybe he could talk Linda into staying on in Japan a little longer...


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