Sakura's Winter Break Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Sakura's Winter Break Pt. 01

... like they had been drinking for a while and seemed looser and more friendly than she remembered. "Hey, it's Sake!" a round of cheers boomed around the kitchen. All of the men she met earlier and a few strangers were there celebrating Bill's last day as a bachelor.

Dave, the handsome surfer dude, rushed to her to hug her and kiss on the cheek. His sun-kissed hair and tan skin glowed in the warm kitchen light."I got this, especially for you for saving the big day! It's my favorite sake from Japan. I figured because of your nickname it might be something you would like." The sentiment was so kind and generous. Sakura smiled and said, "That is so sweet, thank you!"

He opened the bottle and poured her a glass. The creamy sake swirled in the glass inviting her to take a sip. Its rich sweet rice taste added to the appreciation of the artisan craft of her home country. As the night went on, Sakura found herself laughing, flirting, and joking with the groomsmen. They were all so different, but they each had a quality that she found attractive. Chris was strong and protective, Dave was carefree and adventurous, and Max was calm and collected. They couldn't be more different in both appearance and charm.

After several cups of Japanese wine, Sakura could feel herself loosen up a bit. Sakura settled on a seat between Max and Dave on the island to join their conversation. She climbed onto the metal bar stool and sat down. Her pleated skirt billowed around the cold stool seat ...

... sending a chill against her bare skin. The industrial-inspired black brushed copper tractor seat had a unique urban design that was rounded and raised in the back to hug her bottom and lifted slightly in the front molded to separate and hug the space between her legs.

Until that moment she had completely forgotten that she wasn't wearing underwear. A flashback of her earlier sex with Brian mixed, reminded her that he ripped her favorite lace panties just before he made love to her. The ice cold reawakened the tingling sensation of her post-orgasm sensitivity making her blush. She made a small yelp causing everyone to laugh out loud. She bit her bottom lip and tried to mask the immediate sensation of her horniness. Sipping on her sake, she leaned forward enjoying her bare pussy pressed against the metal seat. Her enjoyment did not go unnoticed.

Dave leaned in, "Sakura you look amazing tonight. Do you like the Sake?" He said as he poured her another cup. She had to admit that it was some of the best sake she has had. She normally didn't drink more than a few cups but this one was sweet and went down easy. They had a great conversation about Japan and his work. She loved his stories and stared into his gorgeous hazel eyes. His sense of adventure reminded her of the reason she came to America. To experience something new.

"Hey, do you mind if I talk to you in the other room?" She didn't see the harm, grabbed her cup, and scooted off the bar stool. She took his hand and he led ...