Saitama

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Guitar

It was my first visit to Japan. I was excited and relieved to be assisted by my employers in finding a suitable hotel and transport to my various meetings. I had a hotel in the centre of town around five minutes drive from the main train station. From here the bullet trains made their almost silent ascent to Sapporo, Osaka, and other destinations.A guide from the embassy was on hand to assist with English translation for my meetings. I had very little Japanese in my armour and what I did have was often poorly delivered. I decided to let the consul speak for me.Being a woman was also a slight disadvantage in the meeting scenarios. Grey hair and male genitals were what gave respect in the boardroom here. So I was extremely respectful, bowed to everyone older than me, and was not my usual vocal self in these meetings, in order to fit the local custom.It was hard to read the reactions but as my visits were mainly fact-finding, I found my hosts very warm and generous. In fact, everyone I met in a business surrounding was more than courteous. I just wasn’t sure they found what I had to say very interesting.I had many days free and used these to wander around the city, taking in sashimi and sushi bars, trying out various other local foods and visiting temples and the famous zebra crossings!A beautiful, if extremely busy city.I called home and spoke to family and friends and an older friend of mine brought something rather unusual to my attention.“How have you found travelling on the trains?” he asked.“They’re crazy busy and it’s hard xnxx to make out the signs in English, so I figure out how many stops and take my chance that way. No problems so far, fortunately,” I replied.“Watch out for the train gropers, they’re well known for it,” my friend Christian advised.“Oh, they’re very well-behaved and well-mannered people over here. I can’t imagine being groped on a train by these guys, Christian,” I responded, somewhat surprised at his suggestion.“Honestly, it’s “a thing” trust me,” he insisted, “There is a famous line where it’s rife, I’ll find out the name for you. Men grope women and expose themselves. The women are too scared to speak out and it’s not in their culture to embarrass someone in public, so they tend to just let them do it and hope it doesn’t go too far. When they report it to the police, they don’t do anything either, so it’s kind of accepted. Just watch out. Although knowing you, you’ll probably enjoy it,” he half-joked, but also warned me.“I’ve never heard of that, you’re making it up. Anyway, I’ll be careful,” I replied, closing the conversation.“Well, be very careful. Google it, they call it Chikan. See you when you get home and enjoy your trip.”Christian hung up and we ended our call.I finished some work and started to unwind. I took a shower and lay in bed with my underwear on. I went online and played a little on lush.I got a little horny and decided to Google that word. I struggled to find it then remembered it. “Chikan.”To my surprise, it certainly was “a thing.”And Christian bakire porno was right about it being almost accepted, or certainly, people were putting up with it. I was surprised, a little intrigued.I did some more research. The police were certainly trying to clamp down on it, but the culture of the people meant it was a difficult thing to eradicate. There were warning signs in the stations and single women were discouraged from using certain train lines and to travel at certain times where and when it was known to be rife. There was a whole genre of pornography dedicated to it, I found countless videos on pornhub when I searched the term. It was quite erotic.I woke up on Thursday morning with a free day ahead of me and feeling quite horny. A couple of hours on lush and I found myself exposing myself in a private room. I had cum explosively from the exposure and was now feeling like pushing my boundaries.I dressed in a black skirt and white blouse. I wore a light blazer over my blouse as it was quite warm. I dispensed with underwear.I made my way to the train station and bought a ticket and decided to ride the famous bullet train.I boarded a train with the intention of making a central stop, walking around, eating lunch, and having a glass of wine for courage before getting a train back to central Tokyo. My trip here had been event free.Emboldened by the wine, I boarded an afternoon train which was very busy. Lots of men were crowded at one end of the train. I made my way down to that bedava porno end and with all seats taken, I stood holding on to a rail. I placed my back to five or six guys all wearing suits and looking fairly innocent. Another woman was also in the carriage but she was seated. Otherwise, it was all men. I did feel a little vulnerable.As the train moved swiftly through the stations it got busier and I felt the odd body move against me, but nothing that wasn’t due to the movement of the train as I could detect. The lady sitting in front of me was looking at me with a concerned look on her face. She was young, around twenty-two to twenty-four maybe, and was grabbing her bag ready to alight at the next station. As the train slowed to a stop she stood and walked past me, saying something in Japanese, unfortunately, I couldn’t understand her. She looked at me as she walked past the window in the train platform, she smiled and I smiled back. It was a little strange.The train started again and the movements against me also continued. This time a little more frequently and I heard voices behind me. It seemed many of the men were talking to each other now, this didn’t seem to be happening before.The train slowed to the next station and some people got off. It meant there were some seats, so I decided to sit down. As the train left I could see two men staring at me, they were also looking down at my top. My blazer was undone and my white blouse was slightly see-through, my nipples were visible and I think they were both looking at them. I did my blazer up and tried to remove myself from their attentions. One seemed to be moving closer to me and it was clear that he was placing his groin area next to me. It also looked like he had an erection, or there was certainly one forming!

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Leave a Reply

E-posta adresiniz yayınlanmayacak. Gerekli alanlar * ile işaretlenmişlerdir