Japanese Warrior
Copyright Aussie G 2005
AussieG@operamail.com

I was in Japan on business for two months, staying near
the Kunitachi station on the JR Chuo Line in Tokyo.
After a busy week working God forsaken Japanese hours we
finished up at 10pm and went to a little ramen shop near
Akihabara Station. The place was filled with Japanese
salary men getting something to eat (mostly beer) before
heading home. We had a beer and a couple of bowls of
"stamina ramen", talked about how difficult Tokyo life
is, and instead of running to catch the saishu no densha
(last train). We headed out toward the Kanda area and
its myriad drinking establishments.

Ito "Billy" Ogaki, my Japanese minder in the company,
and his mates had arranged a special for me, a catfight
show. As his English was as poor as my Japanese, his
wife attended as a translator (she had completed
University English). Being a non drinker I was soon
ignored by the group of 6 dark suited, white shirted and
black tied men, and managed some conversation with Mrs.
Ogaki, but she seemed a pretty cold woman: early 40's
quite podgy and overweight yet still sharp featured;
dressed in that conservative tweed suit and knitted
twinset, sensible flat shoes, and God forbid white
stockings that so many middle aged Japanese women wear.
The fight that Billy organized for me started and I was
surprised by Mrs. Ogaki's sharp intake of breath. It was
her first human reaction. Although Billy had tried to
please me, and I appreciated his efforts it was a fake
fight. Two women pretended to slap each other before one
stopped giggling long enough to pretend she was in pain.
It was over in about 2 minutes and the men escorted by
the 2 nude girls went into a smaller room to do some
serious drinking and I don't know what.

I was left with Mrs. Ogaki, and although she thawed a
bit with Billy absent in the other room, it was still
hard work to work up a conversation. After about an hour
of polite conversation, suddenly Mrs. Ogaki said that
she was competing in her first fight in two days time, a
real fight not like this one, and would I be able to
honour her by attending.

Sachiko Ogaki's apartment was in the Tokyo suburb of
Shin-Okubo. My map of the Tokyo train system was like an
upturned bowl of noodles and it took me some time to
untangle the strands to find her suburb. The trip to
Shin-Okubo was grey; all the buildings were grey with
their snarl of antennas, so monotonous, no trees, no
life only concrete. And the sky was grey, too, as if it
had leached into the very soul of the city and then down
into my own soul.

As soon as I got off the train at Shin-Okubo I began to
worry that I hadn't written down Sachiko's address
properly. The streets around the station were extremely
narrow. All the shops and apartment blocks were closely
crowded together and I became convinced I would never
find her apartment in the labyrinth. Sachiko had hidden
herself away so neatly, I thought I would never be able
to find her. Rivulets of sweat ran down my face in the
heat and I began to panic that I would turn up on some
other woman's doorstep. In the end I caught a taxi. I
leaned against the upholstery as calmly as I could and
let the driver take me to the destination I'd handed to
him on a piece of paper.

The complex had 50 or so 6 story apartment blocks, each
with about 20 apartments per floor. A total of about
6000 families. The fights were to be held in the
Communal hall of the complex. Mrs. Ogaki was very
polite, continually thanking me for attending and hoped
she would not disgrace me, as it was her first fight and
the organizer Madam Asuka Miura disliked her and had
matched her against her 27 year old daughter in law, Aki
Katase whom had won her first 4 fights and was fighting
her last fight in the novices. It was when I asked would
many men be attending that Sachiko broke down and sobbed
saying she had lost all Kasei (family honour) because
she was Kogunfunto (alone) as her husband would not
attend and show loyalty and support.

Stifling her tears she urged me to go and see the
earlier fights, women Sumo and Pro wrestling style
before the serious fights began. I almost went but
something stopped me and I said,

"Its better you're not alone now, I'll stay with you
till its time for your fight."

Overwhelmed would be an understatement and she cheered
up immediately and fussed around getting ready. She
opened a wardrobe in the bedroom/family room and laid
out 4 matching sets of underwear, and asked me to
select. I chose a maroon coloured pair and she wrote in
Kanji on the inside with a texta marker, explaining she
would be carrying my name and fighting for me. She
hesitated and then as if summoning the courage, asked if
she could carry my Aiki (unified energy) into the fight.

"Of course", I said, "I will be supporting you at the
fight no matter what happens."

She blushed. "I ask too much", she replied burying her
head. "I meant the Bujin (warrior spirit) that comes
from your seed entering my body".

Catching on at last, I nodded and within seconds we were
kissing deeply, our arms around each other, and she was
caressing my cock through my pants. She started
unbuttoning my shirt and she kissed me on the neck
moving lower as she undid successive buttons. Her tongue
circled my aureoles and lapped at their small peaks. She
pursed her lips around one and sucked. It sure felt
good.

I cupped Sachiko's full breasts under her blouse and
unhooked her bra and caressed her bare skin. She paused
a moment, removed her blouse and bra, and went back to
work on me. Her tongue was on my stomach now and her
hands unfastened my pants and unzipped me. She pulled my
underwear down and fastened her lips around the head of
my hard cock. I looked down at her. Dark brown/black
hair, round, sharp featured face, full heavy 38C
breasts, a protruding round belly crisscrossed with
stretch marks, a shave cunt, and stumpy chunk legs under
her 41 inch arse. Definitely not a super model. She gave
a long suck that sent a bolt of pleasure through me.
Sachiko took the rest of my clothes off and I reached
for her breasts again and sat on the edge of the bed.
She knelt and took my cock in her mouth again.

She gave me an expert blowjob. I had truthfully never
been blown so well. Her tongue would swirl around the
head and try to force its way into the urethra. Then her
head would bob up and down and she would use her lips on
the shaft. She caressed my balls and teased my asshole
with her fingertips. The pleasure was becoming so
intense that I wanted her to slow down. Sachiko would
have none of it. Her head bobbed even faster and her
mouth was like a vacuum chamber and her lips were a
tight rubber ring. She made me come so hard I thought my
head would burst. I shot into her mouth thinking I would
never stop coming. There must have been 10 or 12 spasms
because my cock was still jerking when there was no more
semen. Ordinarily my prick goes soft after a hard come
but Sachiko kept it in her mouth.

She lowered her head and drew my spent penis deeper into
her receptive mouth. Her cheeks working in and out, she
sucked vigorously, pausing at intervals to trace
maddening circles around the tip of my cock, dipping
down inside to lap up every last drop of sperm. It
wasn't long before the pudgy Japanese made me grow
within her mouth, becoming smooth and stiff under her
skilled tongue. As I touched her cunt for the first time
I could feel her pussy throbbing as her juices flowing,
eager for more than the feel of my fingers within its
spongy depths. Soon the naked wife of my Japanese
business associate rolled over on her back and split her
legs wide, gazing up me through thick-lidded eyes.
"Mmmmmmmmm, I need your cock inside my cunt," she
murmured, her hands sliding down her abdomen to massage
her shaven triangle.

Whimpering in anticipation, she spread her cuntal lips
apart in a lewd offering, her quivering canal glistening
in readiness.

"Hurry and put it in, Greg, I need you to make me a
warrior" she begged, lifting her pelvis while her hungry
cunt throbbed demandingly.

I quickly straddled the hard-faced Japanese, my
distended hunk of meat scarlet and deeply veined as it
loomed forward. I could feel my balls tighten under the
weight of another steaming load of semen and knew that I
was ready to give it to the 43 year old Japanese woman
and reached down to finger her milky slit and increased
her obvious horniness by flicking his thumb across her
wet clitoris. Sachiko gasped at the feel of my finger.
Splitting her legs so far apart that her thigh muscles
ached; she looked up at me pleadingly.

"Please, Greg," she begged, her leaking aperture
throbbing deliciously. "Please fuck me!".

Moaning, Sachiko arched her back, the nipples of her
large full tits rising hotly while her steaming cunt
oozed forth more of its sticky nectar. "Oh yesssssss,"
she agreed, licking her lips. "I want your prick. Now
please! Please fuck me and make us Ichi (one)"
I withdrew my hand from her dripping membranes and
grabbed her meaty thighs. Giving her legs a harsh tug, I
lifted her hips off the mattress. The middle aged
Japanese woman quickly curled her thick legs around my
waist, her leaking aperture poised in readiness. With a
sudden jerk of my hips, I sent my crimson cock deep into
her saturated slot. In seconds, I had completely
penetrated her inner depths, the mushroom tip of my
stiff rod bumping against her cervix. I felt her soaked
vaginal walls grasp me eagerly and heard her cry out at
my direct and swift invasion.

"Oh yesssssss," she moaned, her legs tightening around
my waist. "Oh, keep on fucking'!"

I quickly complied, my hands sliding under her heavy
buttocks to lift her wide hips as I pounded into her.
Again and again I lunged forward, my pistoning shaft
crowding her slick vagina with speed and determination.
The wet sucking sounds of her greedy canal could be
heard along with their mutual grunts.

"Like the way I fuck?" she demanded, as I shoved my
pulsating cock deep into her wetly grasping opening as
hard as he could.

"Oohhhhhh Yesssssss," I replied as her legs tightened
around my sweating body with each forward lunge, trying
to capture every possible inch of my cock.

"Oooooohhh, you're so biiiig," she moaned, swirling her
hips in erratic circles. "Oh fuck, fuck. I am getting
filled with your kokoro (sprit)".

Grunting, I pounded into the split-legged dark haired
woman again and again, my mushroom like tip bumping into
her cervix with each swift penetration. My balls were
churning and my body was burning with lust. Sweat ran
down my naked body as I tore into her, trickling down to
disappear into the hairy recesses of my asshole. My
testicles slapped against her buttocks with each forward
lunge. I withdrew my pounding prick almost completely
before again slamming into her with abandonment. My
mouth hung loosely and my eyes were glassy.

At last my sweating body gave one last forward jerk
before I erupted inside her with volcanic force, sending
searing hot juices splattering against the walls of her
pussy.

"Aghhhhhhh!" I cried, bucking and jerking like a madman,
while my steaming cum kept spurting. Feeling my cock
explode deep within her secret depths, Sachiko quickly
joined me in orgasm. Grunting and moaning, our sweating
bucking bodies worked together in frenzied unison as
together we reached the apex of carnal joy until at last
our convulsing bodies grew still.

Twenty minutes later her catfight was on. The hall held
about 400 people seated in tiered seating around a
cleared centre space. The Sumo and Pro style fights had
finished and Sachiko's was the first preliminary of the
catfights. Her opponent was a taller at 5 ft 7 to her
5ft 1, lighter at 105 lbs to her 120 lbs, and with a
striking 33B 25 34 figure. She was dressed in a black
bra and thong and high heels. Sachiko was in the maroon
high cut briefs and bra which encased her38C breasts and
wearing pantyhose.

A whistle blew and the catfight was on. Both women
quickly had had handfuls of each other's hair. They
wrestled standing for a moment but their footing with
their high heels was treacherous and they soon fell to
the floor. Sachiko had an immediate advantage. Apart
from being on top and heavier the waistband of Aki's
thong was easily accessible not being covered by panty
hose and she got a grip on the waistband in the back and
pulled with all her strength.

"Ooooooooooh nooooooooooo." Aki screamed.

Aki clawed with her nails on Sachiko's panty hose to get
to her high cut briefs. She finally opened a hole and
got her fingers around the waistband. Aki gripped and
gave Sachiko a wedgie of her own, sawing the deep maroon
panties deep into Sachiko's cunt and arse. Both women
would give up their panty grip, and quickly the catfight
came to a stalemate. Suddenly Aki switched tactics.
Three quick unanswered slaps to Sachiko's face were
followed by a vicious raking of her fingernails down her
back leaving a five fingered red welt on her skin. As
Sachiko reeled from this, Aki rolled her over and
straddled her raining slaps on the older woman, who
desperately grabbed Aki's hair in an attempt to last the
round, but Aki still had time to rip her bra off her,
and was about to maul her tits when the whistle blew to
end the round.

As they got to their feet the women were quite a sight.
Already their hair was messed, makeup smeared, nails
broken, one shoe on one shoe off. Sachiko, topless and
sweaty; her pantyhose shredded and completely destroyed
exposing her ample cheeks and her high cut panties were
pulled down below her knees. Aki's G string was so far
up between her butt cheeks it was hard to tell she was
wearing any. Thirty seconds later the whistle blew to
start the second round.

Aki shrieked, a sound that chilled my blood, and then
she came running out from her corner and threw herself
onto Sachiko. My eyes bugged out. This was real not like
the staged effort at the bar. She knocked Sachiko flat
onto her arse, and she was still screeching and hissing
as she got on top. No wonder they called it cat
fighting. There was a feline fury in the 27 year old
Japanese that took my breath away. Aki pinned Sachiko
and she was again on top of the older Japanese, holding
Sachiko's wrists, their bodies rocking violently. Aki
hissed and gurgled, gone far beyond words.

"Aiiieeeeeeeehhhh squealed Sachiko, fighting like hell
to dislodge the tigress that was on top her. Her legs
kicked up in the air, and I could see all her now
exposed cunt as she had discarded her torn briefs. Her
legs opened wider, and I got an eyeful of her big
lipped, shaved pussy, set high and ripe between her
thick chunky thighs. The more she kicked, the more I got
to see.

Then Sachiko brought one of her knees up, jabbing into
Aki's cunt. Aki squealed and rolled off, and Sachiko got
on top of her then, slapping at her -- not very
effectually. Guys would have been bloody-nosed and
broken-toothed by now, but the women missed about as many
times as they hit each other.

Sachiko's tits flopped around, and Aki grabbed them
suddenly, her fingers pinching hard at the inflated
nipples. Sachiko gasped with shock and pain and squealed
again. Then Aki went to town. Her fingers dug deep into
the tit flesh as she pulled and stretched and pinched
Sachiko's nipples.

Sachiko shrieked again, like a banshee in heat, and
started pounding on Aki's breasts with her fists. Aki
panted hard, taking punishment, but she didn't let go.
She squeezed harder with one hand on Sachiko's teats as
if she meant to stretch those nipples a couple of inches
long, while the other scratched at tore at her heavy
tits leaving tell tale red train lines on the stretched
skin. Turning slightly she made a quick grab for
Sachiko's cunt. I shivered as I saw her take hold of her
smooth-shaven pussy. Her fingers dug into the soft-
looking flesh, and Sachiko squealed shrilly.

Aki mauled Sachiko's cunt, squeezing it. "Oh, yeah, you
like that, don't you, whore?" she said hoarsely. "Bet
you played with this thing all night, wishing it was
your husband's cock inside you, rather than my finger.
Right, bitch? Is that what you did?"

"Fuck you," Sachiko husked. She made a weak slapping
thrust at Aki's tits, but she evaded her attack. Aki was
still pinching and ripping at Sachiko's nipples and
tits, and she gave them another fingernail scratch,
which caused Aki to scream in pain again and tears to
form in her eyes. I saw Aki's eyes light up, and she
stuck her middle finger into the mouth of Sachiko's
pussy, and gave it a corkscrewing shove that took her
deep into Sachiko's hole. Aki worked her finger in and
out. Sachiko was still squealing, but there was a
difference in the sound. It was more rhythmic, breathier
actually, with a very erotic tonality. I fisted my cock
in tempo with that rhythm, my eyes following the slick
progress of Aki's middle finger reaming Sachiko's twat.
Then she gave a camel clutch to Sachiko's full rounded
belly lifting it up, displaying the stretch marks to the
crowd as she fingerfucked the older Japanese,
humiliating her in front of everyone. The bell sounded
and the humiliated Sachiko crawled to her corner.

With a banshee screech Aki threw herself across the
floor to start round 3, claws outstretched intent on
finishing Sachiko. The action was so furious and so fast
it was hard to follow as Aki's kicks and punches were
thrown with deadly accuracy and Sachiko's body, head and
hair snapped left and right like whips as they
connected. Aki engaged in a circle dance of leaps around
Sachiko, lunging, exchanging bare knuckle blows to her
face and tits, and leaping back only to close and battle
and claw her tits and cunt and separate again and again
and again. As the fighting began to slow to a violent
yet followable rate, I was in awe at the violence behind
each feint, parry, wheel kick, and retreat. Yet Sachiko
was still standing at the end of the round, although she
looked mortally wounded as she dragged her bloody
bruised body to the corner. She caught my eye and I
mouthed for her to throw in the towel but she shook her
head slowly but defiantly.

The last round began like a continuation of the last,
Aki was toying with Sachiko, enjoying inflicting
punishment. Suddenly the whole character of the fight
transformed. Aki dropped to a stoop and launched
straight forward, heel slamming like a hammer towards
Sachiko's belly, intent on knocking the wind out of her,
and totally immobilizing the older woman. But she missed
and hurt herself on landing. Rolling even as she landed
on the wooden floor, she wasn't fast enough to prevent
Sachiko from straddling the small of her back, wrapping
her arms around Aki's throat, and brutally wrenching her
head counter-clockwise in a desperate effort to injure
her neck. But Aki grabbed Sachiko's arms and cut off the
twisting just short of submission. Arching her back,
thrusting up onto her knees, Aki, grabbed Sachiko's fore
arms, and suddenly curled forward, casting the older
woman all the way over her shoulders onto the floor with
a sickening crashing splat. But Sachiko, face twisted
with fury, hurtled forward, even as Aki was rising to
her knees, and the force of her impact into the younger,
lighter Japanese woman' torso drove her backwards.
Sachiko's bloody tits and belly smashed into Aki's,
faces mirrored masks of wild-eyed murder-lust, blood
squirted from Sachiko's nostrils, and mixed copiously
with the saliva from their mouths. Sachiko's knee
rocketed up into Aki's cunt, lifting the howling younger
fighter to her tip-toes; once, twice, three times. But
Aki stood her ground, and, elbows flared out, pressed
the heels of her hands together on Sachiko's temples.
The older woman screamed as a crushing pressure was
applied, vise-like to her head. She grabbed Aki's
wrists, but couldn't break the hold, and only a savage
raking gouging clawing of Aki's tits released the
pressure.

An explosion of curses and flailing limbs spun out of
control at the center of the circle as the two women
rained blows on each others shuddering heads, dancing in
a circle, tits flopping wildly. Totally without thought
of self-defense, the two Japanese women were like a
tigress and a lioness meeting in a jungle clearing. All
attack, snarling through bloody bared teeth. Both
women's mouths streamed blood, blood squirting from
their nostrils as open hands and scratches pounded like
artillery shells onto eye-sockets and cheekbones, jaws
and temples. Aki howled and rushed the older Sachiko,
her brown shoulder slamming under Sachiko's arms into
her wet bare belly, driving the other woman backward,
painted talons tearing and ripping gruesome red furrows
in her shoulders. But Sachiko kept on her feet, and
drove her right knee up into Sachiko's dangling tits,
her stomach and cunt again and again and again.
Bellowing, palms shoved into Aki's shoulders, she shoved
the smaller warrior away.

The crowd roared as the two hell cats closed again
grappling desperately. Aki grabbed two handfuls of
Sachiko's hair and attempted to pull it off her scalp.
Sachiko, staggered back, then responded by wrapping her
fingers around Aki's throat and began choking her with
all her might. Aki then grabbed Sachiko's throat, and
each woman tried to throttle the other and drive her to
her knees. The two women thrust their wet bloody torsos
together, elbows out, shaking, faces changing to red
with the incredible force with which they were squeezing
each other's necks. Aki's eyes bulged out and her face
went from ruby red to a frightening purple. Even though
she still had Sachiko by the throat, and Sachiko's
tongue protruded, Sachiko was shaking Aki like a rag
doll...

Suddenly Aki's feet slipped out from under her as her
rubbery legs gave way. She slammed onto the wooden floor
on her back, limbs kicking weakly, gagging, loosing
consciousness. Gasping, streaming sweat, the naked
Sachiko stood over her fallen foe and the light of
realizing her victory came into her eyes.

I didn't wait for the other fights, but rushed from my
seat to greet Sachiko at the exit.

Despite being wrapped in a robe, up close you could
really see the damage. Clotted blood in her nostrils,
scratches on her face, swollen eye, bruised neck but she
was victorious and happy. She insisted I leave and watch
the other fights, but I ignored her and put my arm
around her and guided her back to her apartment. It was
just as well because by the time we reached it I was
taking all her weight as she staggered home. Arriving I
laid her on the bed and rubbed salve into her cuts. I
was about to leave the room when she moaned, not with
pain but arousal.

Looking into her eyes I kissed her deeply and rolled her
onto her back. Mounting her, my hard cock thrust into
her hairless pussy. The old rhythm and her excitement
combined took control of her and she fucked back.
Sachiko held me tightly. Her eyes were closed. Her face
was a grimace. Her pelvis gyrated up and down against
mine. After only a few minutes of this she arched her
back, raising her arse off the bed and we ground our
pelvises together while she came with a long drawn out
moan.

"Release my shin-gi-tai" (Combined mind, body and
spirit), she cried as she propped herself on knees and
elbows and so we could do it doggie-style. I plopped
both of the pillows under her stomach and I snuggled up
behind her, pressing my hips to her arse. I
got my cock at the right angle, holding it so that the
head was wedged tightly between her cunt-lips. Then,
gripping her thick waist firmly, I began to slide my
cock back into her. I took the tip of my cock and pushed
it into her bald pussy. I pushed myself forward slowly
into her. As she relaxed a bit more I felt the
tightening of her cunt muscles around my shaft. I didn't
have any trouble sliding in the rest of the way as I
buried my cock to the hilt in her throbbing and
pulsating pussy.

I began pumping in and out in slow rhythmic strokes.
Sachiko started to meet my thrusts and before long we
were fucking like two dogs in heat. I straddled her legs
and pumped my aching member into her doggy-style. My
hairy balls slapped wildly up against her pussy now as
my cock went still harder and deeper. She was grunting
and squealing and she slammed back into each of my
thrusts. She loved as I thrust deep into her so my balls
banged up against her clit. I continued to pound her
cunt and her arse arched up into the air, with the back
sloping down, her arms spread out flat against the bed.
"OH! OH YES!" she groaned wildly. I could tell that this
angle was good for her. Good for me, too--she made very
horney, kneeling on all fours with her arse raised high
and spread. I held her waist, keeping her in just the
right position to get my cock over and over again as I
plunged it into her slit. Her legs were spread wide
around mine; our knees pressed together as I pounded my
cock into her cunt. She thrust her head downward so that
her long black hair spread over the pillow; she shook it
in time with my long fucking strokes in and out of her
cunt as I put my cock rhythmically into her. Sachiko
begged louder as she brought her spread thighs back
around my hips, coaxing my cock more firmly into her
twat.

"YEAH! YEAH! HARDER! FUCK ME DOGGY-STYLE! OH YES, OH
GREG, IT'S SO GOOD!"

I rammed in harder, going crazy with lust as I felt her
tight cunt-lips holding my cock firmly. I grunted in
time with her begging moans, knowing that we'd both come
any second. I slowed down, wanting to make it last; as I
gave her my cock more gradually. Sachiko shuddered in
pleasure and began to whimper. She turned her head and
begged:

"Keep fucking me. Fuck me good. I'm going to come. I
will truly be an Onna Bugei-Sha (female warrior) when
you fill me again" Her voice was hoarse and husky with
desire.

I slid my cock into Sachiko harder, fucking her cunt with
long, violent strokes. When I had it all the way in, I
would yank back, pulling the head of my cock almost all
the way out of her, so that it rested just inside her
spread cunt-lips. She whimpered every time she felt my
cock about to leave her, then I would plunge it hilt-
deep between her swollen pussy-lips again, filling her
up with my shaft. I lifted her arse with each thrust so
that her knees left the bed, raising several inches into
the air. When I felt her body go limp and slump to the
bed, I knew she was about to come. I really let loose,
shoving my cock back and forth, in-out, in-out as she
let out a wild moan of pleasure.

"I'm coming! I'm coming! Fuck me hard. Harder, faster,
moooooooooooore", she screamed.

I took her advice and began to drive into her with
greater and greater force. I reached with my hands and
grabbed the sides of her hips to thrust even deeper. I
must have been in touch with some more primal force from
man's distant past. I pumped and pumped, and she
screamed continually with pleasure.

"Fuck me, fuck me! Don't stop I'm almost there"
Inspiration took over and I reached around her and
played with her large, wet, vibrating clit and started
to rub it with my right hand as I pumped. I used my left
hand at her tits, fucking her nipples with 3 fingers
before searching for her asshole. As soon as I found it,
I plunged my index finger inside. She screamed at the
intrusion but that was all it took, and she screamed as
her climax tore through her body. Then I took one of her
hands so she lent on one elbow and guided it to her
clit. While she played with her clit and I plunged her
pussy from behind she came four more times. I buried my
cock in her slit again and again as she groaned and
panted in orgasm; her cunt gave me hard little
contractions as I fucked her.

Sachiko begged for my come: "Please! Come in my pussy!
Oh yeah ... come inside me ... come ... come ... uh!"
until her squeezing pussy muscles proved too much for
me. Feeling her cunt grip me tight, her rippling cunt
muscles set me off, I let go and my cock spurted, and I
came filling her. My thick jizz shot into her and
dribbled out her tight cunt lips, dripping onto the bed.
I grunted as I came my last inside her, feeling my cock
go soft slowly. I kept ramming my cock against her pussy
as it lost hardness. Then, pleasure flooding my whole
body, I collapsed and Sachiko fell forward, the white
outline of my cum and her juices oozed and flowed
together from her pussy. My orgasm seemed to have come
right from the centre of my body, shaking every
extremity.

Then, exhausted, I lay down on top of my Japanese
warrior, pressing her into the bed.

"Oh yes," she sighed. "I'm full of your cum. It feels so
good. This is how I will fight every time. You have made
me a true Ashiguru (lowest level fighter)"

