Japanese Bathroom

Japanese Bathroom This is a true story of a masturbation experience I had onmy first business trip to Japan. It was my second day there, and after work somebusiness associates and I went to a small club in Tokyo for some drinks. After a fewbeers I had to relieve myself, so I went to the bathroom. Upon leaving I wasstartled as a young lady was entering the bathroom as I was exiting. I though I hadgone to the lady's room by mistake. On careful observation I saw there was only onebathroom - being shared by both men and women! The next day I asked a Japanese friend about this, and he said it was common in the smallclubs to have one bathroom for all. I decided I had to explore this element ofJapanese culture further. That night I returned to the club, alone this time. I sat near the bathroom and had a few beers. I noticed a lady from across theroom making her way to the bathroom, so I got up and went in first. She follow rightbehind me. I went in one stall, she went in the other (there were two of themaltogether). There was just enough of a gap between the stalls that you could seethe feet of the person in the stall next to you if you bent over. The womanfinished, left the bathroom and so did I. I was incredibly excited and could thinkof nothing but jacking off. After another couple of beers I decided I was ready. I went into the bathroom stall. I was really hot, and decided to strip naked except for my shoes. I wasalready rock hard, and started stroking my cock. Needless to say, the feeling wasincredible. I heard someone come in the bathroom, but couldn't see if they were maleor female. I peeked under the gap in the stall, and saw the shoes were a man's. I continued to stroke and he left. I wanted to wait for the right moment toshoot. After another few minutes, to my delight I heard two women come in the bathroom together,talking and laughing. I knew this was my chance for a great climax. One wentinto the stall next to me, the other tried to open my door but of course it was locked. I heard the woman in the stall next to me pissing. This was incredible; I wastotally naked, masturbating just a few feet from a half naked woman stranger. Sure,there was a wall between us, but that didn't make it any less exciting; in fact, it madeit more exciting because I felt free to stroke myself uninhibitedly. I wanted to cumright there, but I knew the other woman would use the second stall next and decided towait until then. I peeked under the gap and saw the woman reaching down and pullingup her panties. Her stall door opened, she said something to the other woman (whichI couldn't understand), and they laughed. The second woman entered the stall. I was peeking under the gap as the second woman entered, and saw her panties come down. I stood upright, facing the stall she was in. I had my left hand on the stallwall, and my right hand stroking my cock, pushing myself to the edge of climax. Iheard the woman pissing and I could hold out no longer. I stroked my cock furiously,and shot a load of cum right on the side wall of the stall. What an incredibleclimax! Some of the cum ran quickly down wall and dripped down to the floor, just asthe woman was flushing the toilet. I wondered if she saw my cum on the floor thoughthe gap. I composed myself, went back to my hotel room and jacked off again,thinking about the evening's experience.