Sakura: Three Under The Cherry Blossoms

By Darren Star

My friend and I take my stunning Japanese wife, Sakura, to a Japanese pleasure garden in the mountains. Lying beneath the cherry blossoms and drinking plum wine reminds her of her home in Japan. But what happens next is something you'll never see at any cherry blossom festival...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Darren Star
• Release date: May 15, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005776787

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Sakura - Three Under The Cherry Blossoms

by Darren Star

Published by First Star Publishing

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2021 Darren Star

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Sakura - Three Under The Cherry Blossoms

The sun had not yet risen and it was still dark when we left home. Sakura never liked early mornings, so asked repeatedly why we had to leave so early, then fell asleep again in the car.

Mario was driving, so I could look at her beautiful Japanese face, as she slept, her long, black hair falling across her face. Her skin was a pale ivory colour, her brown eyes almond-shaped, and her features delicate like a porcelain doll. She was tiny like a child, but with firm, round breasts and hips that curved out from her narrow waist.

The sun was up when we arrived at the park, and then it took us nearly an hour to hike up the side of the mountain.

On the wider patches of the path, we walked side-by-side, my wife, Sakura, in the middle, with Mario and I on either side, holding her hands in our ours. She was under five feet tall, and we were both over six feet, so she seemed so tiny between us. Where the path was too narrow for all three of us, she held hands with Mario or with me, while the other walked behind.

The clearing was back from the main part of the path, and was hidden from view, but the pink flowers of the trees were visible before we got there.

I think I can see them, Sakura said, her excitement clear in her high-pitched, girlish voice.

Mario and I both grinned.

The clearing was slightly higher than the path and it was a step up, so Mario went first, then reached down with his hand for Sakura's. Her hand seemed so tiny in his, as he helped pull her up over the lip and into the clearing.

As she climbed over, the wind caught her skirt, blowing it up, and I got a clear view of her firm, round buttocks beneath her black silk panties, and her short, but well-formed thighs. As always, I felt a surge of lust at the sight of my wife's butt and legs. She was so beautiful.

I pulled myself up over the edge of the rise and into the clearing.

There was a patch of well-manicured grass that was about thirty feet square, and edged with a border of smooth stones. In one corner was a waist-high stone carving of the Buddah. But most impressive was the circle of cherry blossom trees that surrounded the clearing. They were now in full bloom, and each held a mass of flowers that varied in colour from pink that was so dark it was almost red, through to pink so pale it was almost white.

Sugoi! Sakura squealed, Sugoi! Wonderful! Wonderful!

She was standing with her knees together, clutching her hands in front of her, as she looked up at the cherry blossom trees around her.

This is pretty amazing, Mario agreed.

"I read that they brought the trees all the way