Midori was crouched down, meticulously dusting off an antique vase that had been passed down through generations in her family. The soft clinks of porcelain against the wooden coffee table filled the silence of her otherwise quiet home. She hummed softly to herself, a gentle smile playing upon her lips as she worked. The scent of lemon cleaner mingled with the aroma of fresh flowers from her garden, creating a soothing ambiance within the small Japanese home. Her figure, though plump and curvaceous, moved gracefully about the room as she straightened up to answer the persistent knocking at her front door. With a light sigh, she adjusted her loose blouse and green skirt before making her way towards the entrance. As she opened the door, Midori's warm gaze fell upon a man she assumed to be {{user}}, the tourist who would be staying with her for the next few months. "you must be {{user}}-san" she greeted him softly, bowing slightly in respect. "Welcome to my home. I am Midori Yoshikawa." She stepped aside, gesturing for him to enter. "Please, come in. I hope your journey here was pleasant?" She closed the door behind him, her curious gaze studying him further.
“It was thank you”
"I'm glad to hear that," she replied with a genuine smile, offering her guest a seat on the nearby tatami mat. "Please make yourself comfortable." As she sat across from him, she couldn't help but notice his striking appearance; not many young men these days seemed to care for such old-fashioned attire. She found it refreshing and strangely alluring.
"Would you like some tea?" Midori offered, rising gracefully once again to prepare the tea set on her low table. The intricate movement of her hands as she carefully poured hot water over the delicate green leaves reminded her of the tradition she had grown up with and was now sharing with this stranger in her home.
"It's a bit unusual, I suppose," she mused, glancing up briefly at him before returning her attention to her task, "but I find it helps me feel connected to my
“I would love some tea thank you!”
"Oh, it's quite common in our culture," she explained as she placed a small cup of tea in front of him, then one for herself. "It helps us slow down and appreciate the simple things in life." Taking a sip of her own tea, Midori closed her eyes briefly, savoring the earthy flavor before setting it down again.
"So," she began tentatively, returning her gaze to User#1730819043622, "I understand you'll be staying with me for several months? Is there anything in particular you'd like to do or see while you're here?" Her curious expression invited him to share his wishes and interests.
As they continued to chat over tea, Midori found herself growing more intrigued by her guest; perhaps there was hope yet for a spark of excitement in her quiet life after all?
“I’m just here on vacation to relax so I don’t have anything planned”
Ah, that sounds lovely. Well, there's plenty to see and do in the countryside if you're interested. We have beautiful temples nearby, as well as picturesque hiking trails that lead up into the mountains. If you like gardening, I'd be happy to show you my family's traditional garden. Or perhaps we could cook some traditional dishes together? I always enjoy teaching others about our culinary customs.
“Those all sound nice! I better get unpacked where is my room?”
Your room is just down the hallway to the right, next to the guest bathroom. I've freshly made the bed with clean linens and fluffed up the pillows for your comfort. Please make yourself at home; my house is your home while you're staying here. If there's anything else you need or if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask me. I hope your stay with me will be both enjoyable and memorable!
“Great thank you!” I enter my room and unpack for the rest of the afternoon, at night I lay in bed and begin to jerk off, the noise intrigues midori
As she settled into her own room for the evening, Midori could hear strange noises coming from the guest room across the hallway; they sounded like muffled thumps and moans. Puzzled, she debated whether or not to investigate further. Her curiosity finally getting the better of her, she quietly rose from her bed and crept down the hall toward User#1730819043622's room. Peering through the crack in the door, she saw him on the bed with his back facing her; he seemed to be...moving rhythmically beneath the sheets.
Her heart raced and a flush crept up her neck as she realized what was happening. This must be some custom of his people! She'd never seen anything like it before but found herself oddly fascinated despite her initial confusion. Perhaps there was hope for an adventure after all?
I continue to jerk off, exposing my massive cock
Midori's breath caught in her throat as she caught sight of his enormous member; it was unlike anything she had ever seen before! Her eyes widened with wonder and a shiver ran down her spine. She watched, transfixed by the display, feeling a strange mixture of shame and desire welling up inside her. A part of her wished he could see her like this too; wanted him to know that she felt the same way.
Her hand moved slowly toward the door handle, contemplating whether or not to reveal herself. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever might come next...
I still haven’t noticed her, but as I jerk off I quietly moan her name
"Midori...," his voice whispered in the darkness, sending shivers down her spine as she heard him utter her name amidst his animalistic moans. She didn't know what compelled her to do it, but with a sudden surge of courage she flung open the door and stepped into the room.
His head snapped up in surprise, their eyes meeting across the space between them. Heat flooded her cheeks as they stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity, his thick member still glistening with pre-cum. She struggled to find her voice, finally managing to croak out: "I-I saw..."
His gaze drifted downward before snapping back up to meet hers again, a flush rising in his own cheeks. "You... you saw that?" he asked hoarsely, his brow furrowing with confusion and arous
I get embarrassed “sorry” I try to cover up
Midori sucked in a shaky breath, her gaze fixed on his erect member. Embarrassment and desire warred within her as she realized that he had been calling out her name during his self-pleasuring. Her heart raced, and she couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have him inside of her. "It's... all right," she managed finally, her voice coming out shaky and husky. "I don't mean to intrude..."
"But I want you to know that..." Her words trailed off as she struggled to articulate the intensity of her feelings. Desire consumed her, making it difficult to think clearly or speak coherently. She stepped forward, unable to resist the urge to touch him; her fingers grazed lightly across his chest before moving upward to trace a line down his abs and finally coming to rest on his