AR Returns Ch57

Travel seems to agree with them. Away from people likely to recognize a small-time celebrity like Riley, they can be in public together and cut loose in private without having to worry about going viral.

Having watched entirely too much cartoon porn as a teenager, Japan is high on Riley’s bucket list. Nobody objects to that; who doesn’t want to visit Japan?

Japan means beautiful views, good pictures for Jess, incredible food, and little things that bring Riley an unseemly amount of pleasure like vending machines with milk tea in cute little juice boxes. Tokyo is crowded and it doesn’t look much like anime led Riley to believe, but the food and the joy of not being in America are more than enough to carry it despite the disappointment in learning that virtually all of her horny bucket list items are off the table.

They don’t want to get in trouble, so having sex outside during a festival with fireworks is out. Getting stuck together in school lockers and having to do horny stuff in that situation isn’t realistic for four foreigners. Doing lewd things in a picturesque outdoor hot spring is likewise not an option because it’s rude to the other guests at their adorable traditional Japanese inn outside the city. And the inn is maybe a little too traditional: it’s incredibly creaky despite the tatami mats everywhere.

However, everyone looks so cute in yukatas that it’s not like they can be celibate on this trip. That means gentle, quiet, weirdly careful sex in Adella’s lap, deep in a weirdly intimate kiss that makes Riley’s heart race more than Adella’s penis does. Sometimes it’s nice to take it slow.

Jess isn’t big on that, though. Fortunately, Japan has the answer: Love Hotels.

There, the four of them don’t have to worry about creaky floors or being polite, and there is apparently one horny, Japanese thing that Jess likes.

That’s how Riley finds herself standing naked between an equally nude Adella and Stef, jerking her cock vigorously in a zany hotel room with a round bed and zigzags painted on the walls. Jess kneels excitedly in front of them, face upturned and mouth open. She giggles and shimmies eagerly. Stef starts, and it’s a chain reaction. Hearing her sigh and seeing her pearly cum splash on Jess’s chin and lips is good enough for Riley, who closes her eyes and bursts. Seeing Riley cum has always been Kryptonite for Adella, and tonight’s no different. She grunts and shoots thick stream after stream of jizz.

Breathless and covered in a thin sheen of sweat, Stef picks up her phone.

“Mmm…” Jess holds up two fingers in her disheveled purple yukata. Cum is in her golden hair, on her face and neck, and it dribbles offer her chin onto her boobs, running down between them.

Stef takes the picture for the scrapbook.