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OTEC_JapaneseAlps
OTEC the novel		http://literatemachine.com/node/142
OTEC COPYRIGHT (C) 2007 DAWootan, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED by DAWootan

It had taken them years to accomplish,
Kathy and Vin were finally taking a
month long proper European style holiday.
They started their vacation in Tokyo
Katzie met them at the jetport, with a
marvelous old German limousine
he maintained.
They were driven to Katzie's gigantic Tokyo
townhouse, he had many servants.

They met Mrs. Katzie who was a surprise,
she had a Masters degree from Vassar,
was multilingual and a charming conversationalist.
This many decades post Lazarus, you simply
do not invite a couple over to your home
intending to ignore their medical necessity.

Vin found Mrs. Katzie to be as surprising
in bed, as she was in other ways.
She showed Vin how you could hide
a well lubricated strand of five millimeter
pearls inside a man's penis.
And how if the man got sufficiently excited
he could shoot the entire strand back into
a woman's vagina.

Meanwhile Lady Kathy was performing
unique sex with Katzie,
As a world-class voyeur Katzie thought
he had seen everything.
Vin's wife showed him he was naīve.

Lady Kathy lay on her back, she applied
K. Y. liberally to his dick, which he viewed
as a type of foreplay, as clearly he needed no lubrication to penetrate her.
He was secretly dreading this, she was a giant blond Amazon,
with a giant blond cunt, which he feared would not stimulate him,
he would be humiliated under his own roof.

She smiled impishly at him, as she lubricated her thumb.
He watched in amazement as she made the thumb disappear
in her urethra.
She smiled at him and continued fingering herself.
She pulled her thumb out abruptly, smiling at his manhood.
He looked at her, surely she did not, expect him to
penetrate her in this fashion.
Kathy smiled and nodded.
He was slightly too large, but with the two of them working at it,
he was suddenly inside her balls deep.
Kathy began rapidly rocking her hips, forcing him to climax immediately.
She wrapped her legs around him so he could not escape,
and began ever so slowly moving to rebuild his erection.
Looking down at the unbelievable obscenity of his act
he was able to pump a second load of semen into Kathy's bladder.

When he withdrew she had him bring a small bowl
she knelt and urinated a foaming white stream into the bowl.
He became erect again watching her do this.

Lady Kathy had Katzie lay on his back, she picked up
one of his legs and began feeding it foot first into
her vagina.
He held his leg stiffly as she squatted.
On their down stroke her pussy lips reached three quarters of the way to 
his knee.
He became erect again.
She squatted over him taking his organ in both hands,
she carefully reinserted him, with a single lunge
forcing him once more into her bladder..


"When are you going to bring your lovely wife to visit us?"
"We have a Thursday night get-together."
"We can redo what we just did while your wife
and Vin watch."
He came a third time.

When they got back home from their vacation
they found Katzie had sent them a present.
A beautiful presentation box containing
many strands of pearls, going from
three to nine millimeter.
Along with a note asking when was the
best Thursday for them to visit.

( They did visit on a Thursday night, and
Vin penetrated Katzie's wife from behind
as the two of them, along with the rest of their friends
watched urethral sex being performed
on their coffee table. )

Katzie did not try to hide his belief:
their vacation plans were completely nuts.
They were good enough friends he did
not hide behind Japanese politeness with them.

Katzie called his people, the two
guides spent the night at the townhouse
so they could get an early start in the
morning.
Katzie had explained that the female
guide had to be comfortable with
the sort of tool you find on African
sailors visiting Japan.
The lady guide, looked surprised
when she was introduced to Vin
she had naturally assumed an
African size tool, would be mounted
on an African man.

They took a walking tour through the
Japanese Alps. It would have been
very difficult to accomplish this without the
guides and Katzie's people backing them up.
Over the centuries the Japanese had built
a series of small mountain hotels,
hugging the steep slopes, adjacent to natural hot springs.
Runners would proceed ahead of them
announcing the expected arrival time of the
two Gaijins.
They caused quite a stir.
Very few tourists venture this far off
the beaten path.

Vin found the next couple of weeks
to be paradise, enough exercise to
work up an appetite, enough sore muscles
to appreciate the steaming hot mineral water
pouring out of a bamboo pipe, into
the soaking pool.
The staff had been forewarned, the
giant Gaijin could drink Saki by the barrel full.

They had incredibly clean sheets to sleep on each night.
The mattress felt like a brick, but after
hours spent in the soaking pool, and many
liters of Saki, Vin could've slept on a sidewalk.

He and Kathy were having a beautiful
separate, but not separate vacation.
She walked more slowly than he did,
so he left her in the care of her guide.
( Katzie had told his people, the male guide
had to be comfortable having sex with a blond
Amazon, who could pick him up with one hand. )

They ate dinner together, soaking in the*
warm water together holding hands,
not speaking of their love, there was no need.
Strangely they felt no special pressure to have sex.
It was there, all either of them had to do was raise a hand.

*There guides paid a small fortune in bribes buying them permission
to take food and drank into the soaking pools.
The management was scandalized.
The guides explain this was a California thing,
and it would create an international incident
if the two Americans are not able to drink champagne
and eat sushi while soaking in the mineral water.

It was an incredibly relaxing and beautiful vacation.
Their two guides helped them as best as possible
avoid social faux pas, mainly revolving around
cleanliness and hygiene.

The Japanese are an amazingly clean people.
You could not jump into a natural mineral pool, refreshed
continuously with large amounts of free-flowing water.
No you had to be squeaky clean first.
The same with Ladies Clubs, squeaky clean
in squeaky clean robes provided by the club.

Vin was positive they were being subjected
to Japanese humor concerning the Ladies Clubs.
Their guides explain to them it would be incredibly
rude if they ignored the medical necessity
of the people in any hotel, or hamlet they passed.
(The guides made a modest sum pimping Kathy. )

Kathy was of course, the great star.
It is a common sexual fantasy amongst Japanese men
to plunge themselves into a blond Amazon.
They would run their fingers over Kathy's
blond rug speaking excitedly.
The only downside was all the showering and douching.
Vin wondered how they managed, where their Roman clubs
in Tokyo, do they run and douche after every climax?

Things were a little more difficult for Vin, he was expected
to extend his penis to ladies of the steering committee.
They would stroke him with their slender fingers
until he became erect, they would then chatter away,
while looking at his instrument, apparently discussing
every woman in town, making lists of those who was suitable.
Vin felt like one of his own trained animals back home.
Eventually, they would produce a squeaky clean
Japanese lady, who smelled nice.
In American Ladies Clubs, you'll always find someone
who feels it is immoral, to enjoy sex with anyone but their husband.
Japanese ladies did not seem to have this hang up,
no matter how small a village they live in.

Vin and Kathy enjoyed their vacation and regretted
reaching the last mountain hotel.
The next morning they would hike into a valley
with a paved road, and high-rise buildings,
Katzie would have a helicopter waiting for them.

Vin told Katzie he wanted to redouble their marketing efforts
in Japan.
Not necessarily for Fleet Week, but for the
forty eight weeks a year when Davis Strait was
a cruise ship like all the others.

When they returned home, they were lying in bed together.
Vin was being a shit, lying on his back, his erection
pointing at the ceiling.
"Vin?" Kathy had that little girl voice, she used only
for this occasion.
Vin rolled over, penetrating her, she began
matching him stroke for stroke.

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