It was more than I could bear, to see my
parents, day after day, struggling. My father's health
was beginning to fail and, with no savings, I knew
both he and my mother would work until the day they
died. My mother had worked in the same department of
the same department store on the Ginza for the last
twenty five years and my father was a carpenter. It
was an okay living but the way the Japanese economy
was heading, and having never really planned for the
future, it wasn't enough. They wanted to retire and I
was desperate to help them.
Yes, desperate. So desperate that I turned to
trying to make money any way I could. I was only
eighteen but I had one very valuable commodity: a
beautiful body, made for sex, and the will to use it.
I stand 163 cm tall with an athletic build,
developed by vigorously participating in gymnastics,
swimming and dancing. My breasts are large for my age
and firm, perky. My waist is thin and I have a flat
Belly. I often wore short tees to show off my midriff.
My complexion's smooth, even and tan. My hair is long
and straight.
Eighteen in Tokyo is technically the age of
consent and so like other girls my age I was found
that "compensated dates" were something that I could
do. I would go to the arcade and go with men into the
karaoke booths and they'd pay me for a blowjob. Or
sometimes I would arrange "dates" with older men
through "telephone clubs" and meet them in love hotels
for an afternoon of sex.
By the time I was nineteen I was making a
pretty good living, but the money never seemed to be
enough. Enough to live comfortably to be sure, but not
enough for my parents to retire on. Unless I wanted to
do this for the rest of my life.
I was on one of those paid dates, with some
professor type, when my life changed forever. It cer-
tainly didn't seem like that would be "the night". He
was a simple, older, nondescript man. We were eating
lunch on a Saturday afternoon after having had some
pretty intense sex when he asked me, "What would you
do for half a million dollars?"
"Half a million Yen?"
"No, half a million dollars."
With half a million dollars, about fifty
million-yen, both my parents could retire and I could
invest some of it for my own future. "I'd do anything,"
I said.
"Don't be ridiculous, nobody would do 'anything',
we all have our limits."
"Well, I wouldn't kill or hurt anyone, I guess,
but otherwise..."
"Would you be someone's sex slave for a year?"
I hesitated for only a moment, "Yes!"
"Sex slave. Not lover. You'd have to do whatever
he asked, whenever he wanted."
Again. I hesitated only a moment. "Yes, I would
do that."
"What if your 'master' wasn't human?"
That shocked me. "I don't understand..."
"What if I said that as part of a research
experiment, I wanted you to be the sexual companion of
a gorilla for a year?"
I almost laughed but he looked so serious.
"You would be perfectly safe. For the most
part."
"You can't be serious, a gorilla?"
"To my knowledge its never been done before.
That's why we're offering so much money. This is really
important research, but highly illegal."
"But how could I go away for a year? I'm
attending university, and my parents..."
"I could tell you parents, and your school for
that matter, that you'll be participating in special
academic studies at the university. They'll be very
impressed."
I though about the money again and agreed. Two
weeks later I was at a special research center in Chiba
being prepared to meet my mate.
-=*=-
They started by showing me video of the gorilla
and I was shocked. He wasn't a normal gorilla. He was
genetically engineered. He had a slightly below average
human intelligence, an upright posture and near human
hands. The videos I saw showed him practicing in
martial arts, discussing politics and military history
(his vocal cords were near human too) and even dancing
to some club music. It reminded me of Planet of the
Apes, but his name was Yoshi not Caesar.
His "humanity" made it easier for me somehow.
At least it wasn't so much like bestiality.
Finally they stripped me and measured every inch
of my body, they were going to purchase all new clothes
for me. Then I showered in some kind of special disin-
fectant and they had me put on a short silk robe,
barely reaching below my crotch, and over that a silk
kimono with long, flowing sleeves and a pair of loose
white socks. Then they put me in an elevator which led
to his area.
-=*=-
As the doors opened I was suddenly afraid. The
elevator opened to a vestibule and there he stood, so
much larger that I expected. He wore Hakama pants and
a wrap tunic. Around his waist was an obe belt and
tucked into it was a samurai short sword. He was huge.
I hesitantly stepped out of the elevator and bowed low
at the waist saying, "hajime mashite."
He nodded his head in return and said, "bon-
saaru," in a guttural voice.
We went into a courtyard and rinsed our hands
and face in a small wooden bucket before entering a
teahouse. He motioned for me to sit and took a seat
opposite me. He began preparing tea.
"Have you ever been part of a tea ceremony be-
fore? He growled."
"No." I answered timidly.
"Have you ever seen one?"
"No." I answered again.
"Well the rules are simple. You may not discuss
anything other than tea or the ceremony. You may com-
plain, question, compliment, but only about tea.
And so it went, for more than an hour. As he
passed the tea cup from his massive hands to my small
ones I again marveled at his size and began to worry
about having sex with him. If he was proportionately
built...I just couldn't imagine...
He told me the history of the blend of tea he
was using, I commented on its bitterness, he talked of
some of the symbolism behind the ceremony. I have to
admit, talking of such mundane things helped to sooth
my nerves and take my mind off my predicament. It also
gave me time to get used to being with a talking ape.
When we were done he showed me how to clean up
and where the kitchen was. I was a little surprised.
I hadn't realized I was to be his maid, I thought I was
just there to be his sex slave. "Is that a problem?"
He grunted.
"No, I just can't promise how good my cooking
is. I haven't been known for my culinary arts."
We went to a room with a large hot tub. "Undress
me," he demanded.
I took off his tunic and his belt. The hakama
pants fell and he stepped out of them. He was left
standing in a loincloth. I looked at him questioningly
and he nodded, "Everything."
I took off the loincloth and gasped when his
penis was revealed. It was "only" six inches or so
long, but was thicker than my wrist. I hoped he didn't
want me to suck it, I thought, I didn't think I could
possible stretch my jaws wide enough!
He climbed into the tub and told me to undress.
I slowly and deliberately dropped first the kimono and
then the robe as he watched. I began to ease myself
into the tub, it was so hot! He gingerly touched my
hairless pussy as I got in the tub.
My skin turned red as I submerged myself into
the water. I felt like a lobster. He was scooping water
up with his massive hands and pouring it over his head,
trying not to pay attention to my quiet whining.
After the bath we stood in a large shower stall
with no shower. There was a large barrel and a wooden
scoop. He scooped the icy water and poured it over our
heads. I was shocked and hopped around as he laughed
and continued to pour the water over me. "It will close
up your pores and get your circulation going."
Finally we walked, naked, into the adjoining
bedroom. He motioned me to kneel before him and I knew
the moment of truth had arrived. A clock somewhere
chimed eight PM.
As I knelt before his huge cock I saw again why
one of the female scientists had referred to him as
"donkey kong". He was an ape hung like a donkey!
His cock was solid black and, of course, was
uncut. As it stiffened in his hand he pulled back the
foreskin revealing a cock-head slick with precum. I
was terrified. I took a deep breath and opened my mouth
as wide as I could. The slick head eased past my lips
and I was aware of scraping him with my teeth (I
couldn't help it) but he didn't seem to mind.
He had both hands on my head now and gently,
slowly thrust his cock into my mouth. I began to gag
as his cock pushed to the opening of my throat.
"Breathe through your nose, deep breaths, and relax
your throat," he demanded.
I tried to do what he said. I'd deep throated a
men before but they hadn't been anywhere near as large
as him. But he was patient and took his time. He fucked
my mouth slowly going just a hair deeper each time. My
jaw was aching and I began to tear from the exertion.
Then, suddenly, his cock stiffened even more (I
hadn't thought it possible) and wave after wave of
thick hot fluid washed down my throat into my belly. I
think if I'd had a coffee cup or a glass it would have
easily filled it to the brim! I'd never really enjoyed
swallowing but something about his thick, hot creamy
jizz made me hungry for more.
Then after a bit of relaxation he laid me down
on the tatami mat and gently spread my legs. I couldn't
believe it, a huge orgasm and he was ready for more,
his cock never really went soft.
He lay between my legs and sucked my nipples and
flicked my nipple ring with his massive tongue. I cooed
with pleasure as his tongue and mouth worshipped my
large breasts. Slowly and patiently he sucked, nibbled,
licked and played with them. I've always been proud of
my breasts and I'm glad he seemed to enjoy them.
Slowly he began to make his way down my body to
my belly and finally to my pussy. I had never been
eaten out before. My total experience with sex had been
to make my "clients" happy, no one had ever worried
about giving me pleasure before.
His tongue was long and thick, like a mans
penis. He gently licked up my crack and I noticed
suddenly how wet I was. I moaned in pleasure as he
licked my slit and gently flicked my clit with his
tongue, only occasionally slipping his tongue inside
me past my swollen wet lips. Pleasure washed over me
as I enjoyed a warm and thorough orgasm.
I thought he would be done but he wasn't. He
continued to lick me and tongue me, this time going
deeper and using more tongue fucking. He took his time
not seeming to tire.
He was becoming a bit frenzied and so was I as
I bucked my hips and arched my back and screamed with
another orgasm, the best I'd ever had, he grunted ape-
like sounds in a triumphant manner.
I was dazed as he placed my legs on his
shoulders and positioned the head of his massive cock
at my pussy. His cock was slick with precum (again)
and my pussy was soaking wet from my juices and his.
His cock slid in easily but stretched me wonderfully.
I cried out as he thrust into me and had to reassure
him that he wasn't hurting me.
His massive balls were slapping against my ass
as he fucked me hard. He took his time, his upper body
strength was incredible.
A small line of drool hit my cheek. I didn't
know if he was doing that on purpose and didn't care.
I was his fuck toy and he could do whatever he wanted
to me. But I was loving it. Even the drool.
I came again and he kept on fucking me. His
stamina was incredible, it was almost more than I
could take. I was spent but I didn't mind that he
kept going. I was his to enjoy and for some reason I
was pleased that he was finally getting laid.
I realized, watching him, how lonely he must
have been these years, growing up in a lab. I felt his
cock swell in me as he shot massive load, this one
filling my pussy and oozing out and down the crack of
my ass. He pulled out and flopped down beside me. We
both lay there, breathing heavily enjoying the
afterglow. My head was swimming.
As I regained my composure he rolled me onto my
belly and began playing with my ass. His hand slipped
down to my pussy and I spread my legs to give him
access. He was taking his cum and mine from my pussy
and smearing it on my ass. As he slipped a finger into
my behind it occurred to me what he might be planning.
"Yoshi-san, I have never had a man up there..."
"Then this will be your first. How fortunate
for us both."
For the first time his mastery over me really
hit home. He pulled my hips so I was on my knees,
shoulders to the floor, face buried in a pillow. My
ass sticking up in the air facing him. He was kneeling
behind me and still finger fucking my behind with his
middle finger.
Then his cock-head was there. I closed my eyes
and tried to relax but screamed as he entered me, this
time from pain. He fucked me slowly and slowly the pain
began to disparate. I can't say it began to feel good
though because he was so big and stretched me too much.
He was grunting again and fucking me hard and
fast. It seemed to take him forever. I could feel my
whole body moving back and forth with the force of his
thrusts. My nipple rings rubbed against the tatami
sending waves of pleasure through my body even as my
ass ached terribly.
I cried with a mix of emotions sobbing as he
continued to fuck me. The pleasure brought me to the
edge of climax but the pain kept me from actually
cumming. It was maddening and he didn't seem to be
tiring.
Finally he buried his cock in my ass to his
balls and shot a third massive load of cum. And that
was what did it, holding still like that, feeling his
cum splashing around in my ass, feeling the heat
inside of me. A wave of pleasure slowly washed over
my whole body, and I had my own orgasm.
I was exhausted and fell asleep in his arms
almost immediately. I realized how long we must have
been going at it as the first light of pre-dawn began
to light the room.
I had barely dozed off when I was awakened by
a load of hot cum splashing all over my face and
breasts. I'm not kidding, if I could have caught it
in a drinking glass it would have filled it up. Wave
after wave covered my face, got in my hair and covered
both breasts. I scooped as much of it as I could into
my mouth, trying to please him. Finally, finally, as
dawn broke through the windows, we both drifted off
to sleep.
THE END
