Boss Queen

There was one thing Takako always wanted to do. She did it once with her boyfriend. He licked it. How was Stefan going to handle it?

“Babe, I want to try something with you,” Takako said. Stefan turned his head.

“What?” he asked. Takako leaned forward with a gleam in her eye.

“Ever taken it up the ass?” she asked.

“What?” Stefan asked. She reached out and ran a finger along the shape of his ear. The woman chuckled to herself.

“You are so soft,” she said. “Soft like a little pussy.” The Russian man moved away from her.

“No, I’m not!” he said. Takako threw back her head and laughed. Stefan’s face turned bright red.

“I’m not!” he said with a huff. The Japanese woman smiled.

“Prove it,” she said. Stefan tilted his head.

“How?” he asked. Takako smiled as she rose to her feet.

“Take off your clothes,” she said. The Russian man perked up. That big smile spread across his face. Takako watched him take off his tie, shirt, belt, trousers, and boxers.

“What? Do you want me to get hard for you?” Stefan asked. The Japanese woman shook her head. This was just like the first time she tried it with Eri. He was a little more easygoing than Stefan. This might be the challenge that she was looking for.

“Turn around,” she commanded him. Stefan had a confused look on his face.

“Turn around?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said. That wasn’t a question. Takako sat back, waiting. Stefan took in a breath and turned around. His back was to her. He looked over his shoulder.

“Now what?” he asked. Takako smirked as she licked her lips.

“Get down on all fours,” she said in a growl. The Russian man looked confused.

“What?” he asked.

“You heard me,” she said. “Get. Down. On. All. Fours.” Stefan’s stomach turned as he complied.

“I’m on all fours,” he said. Takako rose to her feet.

“Spread your legs more,” she said.  Now, he was really confused. Where the hell was this going? The Japanese woman smirked as she unzipped her jeans. Stefan looked over his shoulder as she slid them off.

“You heard me,” Takako said with a growl. It didn’t sound like she was playing around.

“Aw, what?” Stefan asked. “You rimming me or something?” She shook her head as she slid her sweater over her head. Takako only had on a black pair of panties.

“Spread them,” she said. Stefan puffed up his cheeks. Takako stared at him, waiting. He sighed and spread his legs more.

“Fine. Happy now?” he asked. Takako didn’t say a word. She turned and walked over to the nightstand. Stefan tried to look up behind him.

“Face forward!” she shouted. The Russian man looked forward. Takako clicked her tongue as she reached inside the drawer. Eri got the purple dildo the first time. She smirked as she reached for the pink one. The Japanese woman got out her gear and slid it on. She poured the lube on the pink dildo. This was going to be perfect. She walked over the Russian man. Takako grabbed him by the shoulder. She leaned in close to his ear.

“Ready to prove that you are a man?” she asked. Stefan let out a small whimper. Takako’s nails dug into his shoulder.

“So cute,” she said. “Like a little pussy.” She shoved the big pink, lubed-up dildo into Stefan’s ass. The Russian man let out a loud gasp. Takako didn’t even give him a chance to settle in. She slammed deep into his hole. The Japanese woman let out a loud groan. She pounded into him as hard as Stefan’s tight hole would allow. Takako threw back her head and howled.

Meanwhile, Stefan didn’t know how to take this. He couldn’t believe that this was happening.

“You’re really making take it up the ass,” Stefan mumbled to himself. He clenched his teeth as she pounded into his ass harder. The Russian man dug his fingers into the carpet. She smacked her boytoy in the ass.

“Say that you are my bitch,” she said.

“What?” Stefan asked. Takako smacked him on the ass again.

“Say it,” she purred in his ear.

“Alright, fine,” the Russian man said. “For the next sixty minutes, I am your bitch!” She smacked him on the ass again.

“Moan for me!” she shouted. Like Stefan had a choice. He closed his eyes and moaned aloud. Takako went the extra mile and grabbed his hair. Her laughter reached the ceiling. This was better than the first time she tried with Eri. She would have to try this again sometime.

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Meanwhile, a plane from Tokyo landed in Moscow around three in the afternoon. Many passengers stepped off. One of them was a man with dyed blond hair and silver earrings. He carried a guitar on his back. The man pulled out his phone and typed a quick text to his girlfriend. Once he hit send, he was on his way to join her.