[Tokyo is hot – A four-day indulgent trip to Tokyo] (January 3rd) Author: henribarbusse

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Part 1

It's been a week since I returned from Tokyo, and while the lewd images in my mind are still vivid, I've decided to write this debauched
travelogue .

In just four days, I experienced a high-class bubble bath, two visits to a breast milk brothel, one visit to a takeout brothel, and
one orgy bar, as if I had lived through "the most absurd, the most glamorous, and the most secret dream" in Liuyuan Garden.

(Xu Zhimo, 1925, Parisian Glimpses).

In short, this trip made one thing clear to me: Tokyo will be a place I visit often in the future.

My next few small goals for myself are: to have a private date with an AV actress,
to pick up girls in nightclubs in Shibuya and Roppongi, to pick up girls on the streets of Shinjuku, and to experience daytime orgy bars (of course, all of this
will require the guidance of Mr. Zhao Alex, a veteran driver in Tokyo). Earning 100 million is a bit difficult, but shooting out several hundred million is always possible.

Day 1 – A High-End Bubble Bath in Yoshiwara.

Arrived safely at Narita Airport at 3 PM on the first day.

From Narita Airport, took the Skyliner directly to Ueno Station. Yoshiwara, the red-light district where countless men have shed
sweat and semen, is nearby.

I had already asked Alex to arrange the places I wanted to go before I left (Alex works as a talent
scout in Tokyo; what kind of scout, well, you can imagine). Having an experienced
guide . Never be a fool and go to Yoshiwara alone.

I did something similar last year, sneaking into a regular bubble bath called "XX Dream
Story only to end up having sex with tears in my eyes.

This time, I went to a high-end bubble bath called S-Doll, 77,000 yen for two hours
of the full service.

After storing my luggage at Ueno Station, I met up with Alex at Nippori JR Station. Alex
handled all communication and translation for me with the establishment.

The car sent by the establishment arrived quickly. Japan has a serious aging population; the driver was at least 50 years old, yet
he greeted me very respectfully, as if he were there for a prostitute. I wonder how he managed that?

Upon entering the S-Doll, there were three waitresses (all over 50 with white hair)
kneeling on the floor in a samurai-like posture, bowing deeply to welcome me. After paying and sitting for less than five minutes,
a waiter came to escort me upstairs (it really felt like visiting a brothel). The girl I booked at the S-Doll was named
Rinka.

Rinka was recommended by Alex based on my preferences. She had large breasts, and at 165cm
, she was considered tall for a Japanese girl. Her features were very defined, exactly my type of "big-breasted" beauty (she hadn't had any plastic surgery, at least not double eyelid surgery,
canthoplasty, or chin implants. I can tell at a glance whether a girl has had work done; this is
a skill I honed in China).

Upon entering the room, I first looked around. It was a square room, with a bed (a bit small) on one side and
a bathtub and shower on the other.

Rinka gently helped me wash up, paying special attention to my penis, which I took the opportunity to touch.

Rinka had shaved; her smooth genitals are quite rare among Japanese girls.

After drying me, Rinka immediately started giving me oral sex, looking at me lewdly as she did so. I reciprocated,
serving Rinka in various ways—with my tongue, fingers, and penis—giving her an orgasm each time.

How do you tell if someone has actually orgasmed? After testing with several Japanese girls, I found that Japanese girls
generally experience orgasms quickly and noticeably.

If it takes me 10 minutes to bring a Chinese girl to orgasm, it only
takes . Moreover, Japanese girls generally experience strong vaginal contractions and
their lower body spasms during orgasm (an amazing physique). After bringing her to orgasm, emailing or having sex is
a natural next step; I don't need to elaborate on what happens after that.

Besides sex, I also had a very pleasant chat with Rinka. I felt like my
Japanese improved after having physical contact with a Japanese girl… to the point that I only managed to ejaculate once in two hours.

But isn't it great to achieve both physical and mental relaxation?

Afterwards, the staff greeted me respectfully and then sent a car to take me to Ueno JR Station.

I calculated the time: I arrived at Narita Airport at 3 PM, got to S-Doll at 6 PM, and was back at the hotel by 9 PM
.

For future trips to Japan, I plan to make Yoshiwara my first stop to alleviate the fatigue of long flights
and get back to the hotel early for rest. That way, my little brother will wake up the next day, ready for the next battle!

Part 2,

Day 2, Morning – Breast Milk Shop:

On my second day, I cosplayed as a solitary gourmet. A breast milk shop, as the name suggests, is about
enjoying the experience of gently yet boldly sucking and licking a married woman's nipples until a sweet stream
flows down your throat.

Even in Japan, breast milk shops are a niche market. Because married women are usually married, the shops
are extra careful about safety, and you won't be accepted without someone leading the way.

Before going, Alex helped me confirm my personal information with the shop and booked a very gentle and lovely
married woman. Because I found her so adorable, I felt a little protective, so I won't share her name.

The name of the breast milk shop is xxx.

At 10 AM, I met Alex at the entrance of Ikebukuro JR Station.

The shop was only a 5-minute walk from Ikebukuro Station, but after many twists and turns, it was hidden inside a seemingly
respectable office building.

When I arrived at the office, I heard a baby crying from one of the rooms, probably angry that I had taken his lunch
… The two-hour package I chose cost a little over 40,000 yen.

Like other brothels, they didn't offer vaginal penetration, but you could pay extra
for anal sex.

After paying, the married woman took me to a nearby love hotel for 3,800 yen for two hours.

This was my first time experiencing a love hotel in Japan.

My first impression was how old-fashioned the key was—a long brass key! Upon entering, the decor
and layout were like a short-stay hotel in China. The overall environment was comparable to a budget hotel, probably around 7 Days Inn or Lavande Hotel.

After showering together, the wife changed into the black fishnet stockings and lace lingerie I had chosen beforehand (yes,
the lingerie was of Taobao quality).

The key to breastfeeding is that the milk doesn't just come out automatically when you put your mouth to it; it requires thorough
kneading and stimulation of the nipples.

After sucking for about two minutes, I suddenly felt a sweet taste in my mouth—I'd got it! I looked up and
saw a stream of milk spraying all over my face. The scene was just like the cover of a breast milk AV—perfectly harmonious.

While sucking, I rubbed my penis (with a condom) against her genitals. When I got tired, the wife would straddle me,
either sucking my penis or my nipples, with no breaks in between.

Her genitals were incredibly wet; when my fingers were inserted, she gushed forth in less than two minutes. Her orgasm
was the most intense I'd ever experienced with a Japanese woman.

And I, with a sense of psychological satisfaction and the fullness of tasting breast milk,
released (again, I used a condom for an eco-friendly blowjob; the wife was very hygienic).

It was past 1 a.m. when I left the love hotel. Standing on the streets of Ikebukuro, I was hungry again (at this moment
, the background music from "The Solitary Gourmet" started playing). It seems breast milk can only be an appetizer.

Part 3

is finally up to day 3, and I've received a lot of positive feedback. Some people commented that this is wishful thinking, or put the focus
on how I knew if the other person had an orgasm.

I have no comment on these things. I can only say that the purpose of these posts is
to share the experience of someone who only knows a few words of Japanese traveling in Tokyo.

Regardless of your sexual skills, whether you like to provide sexual services or not, as long as you
are interested , you can find a way to enjoy yourself in Tokyo. And that is precisely what I think is the best thing about Tokyo.

If you find useful information here, that's good;
if you want to share your experiences in Japan, or in Vancouver/San
Francisco (cities I visit frequently), that's several better
.

Day 2 Evening – Crazy Orgy Bar

Preview: This day was so blissful! I tasted human breast milk in the morning, and tonight I encountered the biggest breasts I
've seen !

After dinner, I strolled around the hotel area.

I'm staying at The Broppongi in Roppongi (definitely there for the breasts...).

There are so many beautiful women on the streets of Roppongi at night, when will I be able to choose them all? With
a deep regret of wanting but not being able to have them, I took the JR to Shibuya to meet up with Alex.

As a seasoned veteran who'd slept with at least 500 Japanese girls, Alex naturally felt
deep sympathy for my naive thoughts, so tonight he took me to an orgy bar to broaden my horizons.

Around 11 PM, we entered the bar.

It had three floors: the basement had a bar, booths, and a mini dance floor (with a pole dancing area),
where the hunt would take place; the first floor had lockers, bathrooms, and a lounge area; and the second floor was the battlefield.
The main part of the battlefield consisted of two connected rooms with soft Japanese-style floors, where the battle would begin. One wall of
the room was entirely glass, behind which was a passageway allowing others to quietly observe
the battle inside. But a true warrior like myself couldn't just stand by and watch!

At 11 PM, the bar wasn't crowded, but around midnight, it gradually filled up.

People, whether intentionally or unintentionally, missed the last train and came here, prepared to fight until
dawn . That night, I had at least three opportunities to have sex with girls.

My first opportunity was with a pair of sisters, specifically blondes, wearing sexy lingerie, and already a little
tipsy.

The Japanese girl was incredibly proactive; as soon as she sat down next to us, she
started flirting with me and Alex under the pretense of borrowing a lighter.

My Japanese listening comprehension is okay, but my speaking isn't so good, but that didn't matter. I chatted away in English, and before long
, I was hugging one of the girls. We kissed and fed each other drinks with our mouths.

In the booth, I examined her breasts and genitals, and she licked my nipples and put her hand inside my underwear
to play with my penis.

At that moment, I noticed her companion was already giving oral sex to a middle-aged Japanese man who had joined at some point.

We had originally planned a foursome. Unfortunately, my Japanese girl couldn't hold her liquor and almost
fell asleep .

I could only take her to the lobby on the first floor to rest, and then go watch the middle-aged Japanese man have sex with the blonde girl. My

second opportunity came around 1 a.m., when a group of men and women dressed in cosplay entered the bar.

There were four of us, one of whom was a busty girl I'll never forget. She was about 160cm tall, with a very
cute face; judging by her appearance, I'd think she was only 16 or 17 (of course, minors are prohibited).

She was wearing something similar to Mai Shiranui's outfit, and her
large breasts aggressively scanned everyone present. Her breasts were so big they should belong on a Western AV actress with breast implants; each one was the size of a baby's head—it
was so incongruous.

I mustered my courage and asked if I could touch them, and she actually agreed. However, since we hadn't talked much yet, I
touched them very politely.

But after a while, I noticed her looking in the mirror by the bar, so I went over and said I hadn't touched them enough and
wanted to touch them again. She agreed again!

This time, I directly reached in and played with her large breasts. After touching them for a while, I asked her, "Can I lick them?" She laughed
. I then took her to the bar and started kissing her breasts. She seemed to enjoy it, letting out soft moans.

I guessed the foreplay was enough, so I took her to the second floor, where I removed all her "armor." Her
pubic hair was neatly trimmed.

After ample foreplay, I finally penetrated her. Knowing someone was watching us through the window
made it even more exciting, and I lasted a long time before ejaculating. However, this significant energy expenditure caused me
to miss many more opportunities!

Before the busty woman came in, I was chatting with a couple. The woman spoke excellent English and
seemed interested in me from the start, touching my thigh in the booth and saying it was smooth. But they said they were just looking around, so I didn't
think much of it.

Shortly after I finished with the busty woman, I saw the couple go upstairs. The woman asked if I wanted to
join them, and I could only manage a wry smile.

Later, I gradually realized that everyone who came here wanted to do it; those who said they wouldn't were just waiting for the right time
.

Around midnight, fewer people were doing it, but more were watching; by around 4 a.m., the viewers became a minority –
this was the true climax of the orgy.

In the rooms on the second floor, there were at least three couples simultaneously, three to five men and women, the women riding on top of the men, like rowing a boat,
adrift in a sea of hormonal debauchery.

Leaving the bar at 5:30 a.m., breathing in the fresh air of Shibuya, I had only one thought:
when can I come again!

My feeling is that as long as you can communicate and have enough stamina, it's
entirely .

Knowing Japanese is best, but even if you can only understand but not speak, it's okay; you can speak English with Japanese girls, and even if you speak slowly, they can
still understand some. But I will continue to learn Japanese myself because Alex told me that the people who come at night
are mostly young people, mostly students, while the daytime is a different story, with mostly married women.

For the sake of all the wives, I'll try my best to learn Japanese...

Day 3 – Takeout Sex Shop

Day 2 was so crazy that I slept all day at the hotel on Day 3. Tonight, I'm going to challenge
a takeout sex shop: Gal-Deli.

This is a shop specializing in black-gal style. Black refers to a girl's skin tone being a healthy
tan, or a darker shade. Black-gal makeup is also heavier, hairstyles are more
exaggerated, and some girls wear tongue piercings, belly button piercings, etc.

If you want to learn more through AV, you can directly Google: 092311181galheaven
, or search for any Kirakira AV film.

Why is it a challenge? Because in Japan, most sex shops don't accept foreign customers, and
Gal-Deli is unfortunately one of them.

Alex had been calling for me for three days straight, but they still wouldn't take me in. Although Alex
recommended several other great clubs with incredibly sweet, cute, and sexy Japanese girls, I still
didn't want to give up on Gal-Deli.

The final solution was for me to call Gal-Deli myself as a customer;
success would depend on my communication skills. If that didn't work, Alex would take me to Tokyo's trendiest nightclubs to try and pick up girls
there , or help me arrange appointments with girls from other clubs.

Around 10 PM, we arrived at a cafe in Shinjuku.

Alex began to teach me in detail the Japanese I would need for the entire appointment process, including phrases like "I'd like to make an appointment for
tonight at time]," "The girl I'd like to specify is [girl's name]," and "My hotel is [hotel name]."

After about ten minutes, Alex felt I was ready.

Once I started making the calls, I found that speaking wasn't so bad; the real difficulty was understanding
what , because they used a lot of honorifics. Don't panic at this point. Speak slowly and clearly, one word at a time.
As long as the other person knows that although you are a foreigner, you can communicate in Japanese and understand the basic rules of a brothel, you've
basically succeeded.

The other person first asked where I was from, then asked if it was my first time. I quickly replied that it wasn't
, and that I speak Japanese and have several Japanese translation apps on my phone, so communication was definitely not a problem! When
the other person started asking which girl I wanted to choose, I knew I had succeeded!

This time, relying solely on the few sentences Alex taught me, I actually managed to successfully navigate the stubborn Japanese
brothel—I felt incredibly accomplished!

The appointment was for 11:30.

After finding me a decent love hotel, Alex left. The waiting
process was blissful. I turned on the TV and deliberately chose a black-gold themed AV.
I couldn't see the girl's face on the website, but her breasts were undoubtedly large. I wondered if she looked
as cute as the girls in the AV?

At 11:40, the doorbell rang.

First, a staff member came to collect the service fee (I chose the 75-minute package for 23,000 yen). When
the doorbell rang again, I opened the door, and wait, something felt off. Standing outside was a strange woman with
towering blonde hair, wearing a baggy black t-shirt, black jeans, and black leather boots, with
two … I felt like I should give her a rating.

Compared to AV actresses on TV, apart from her dark skin, I couldn't find anything in common between them.

That's life. After three incredibly blissful days of sex, I had to tearfully finish the hookup I'd arranged.
Since physical intimacy wasn't working, I tried to have more intellectual connection.

Over the 75 minutes, I learned some Japanese terms for face riding and oral sex, so that was something.

The girl was very talkative, asking if I liked sushi, and I even used a mobile app to tell her that eating too much
seafood can lead to high uric acid… If we chatted like this every day, my Japanese would definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

Objectively speaking, the entire hookup experience was still memorable, and I also benefited greatly from the Japanese lessons. But the most exciting
part was undoubtedly calling the establishments directly. After trying the booking process, I can now
directly call the establishments I want and arrange dates with the girls I want.

I also learned a valuable lesson: girls on adult entertainment websites who dare to show their faces are
usually quite attractive; if they show their faces but cover their mouths, they might have buck teeth; and if their entire face is
blurred , it's best to find someone else.

[To be continued]

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