On my first trip to Japan it was on business and I was in college still. I had a guy in one of my college classes who happened to be a Japanese guy from Tokyo that I used to practice Akido with. So him and I became good friends and when the business opportunity presented itself for volunteers to goto Japan I jumped on it. While I was on the train riding from one area in the North where I was working at traveling down to Tokyo I got approached by a Japanese girl on the train. She sat right next to me and started up a conversation and asked where I was going and if I wanted to go with her. She told me she had just finished coming from a blackboyfriend's house but he had broke up with her, she was mad and looking for a new blackboyfriend. Anyway she helped me get to Tokyo (which was my 1st time) and find my college friend. She didn't want to leave me and my college friend stated he understood if I wanted to go hang-out with the chic but back then that weirded me out so I just got her number and left with my college friend. I called her once, left her my number and she continued to call me 3x a day, everyday the rest of the time I was there. I began to ignore her and never got any Japanese poon-poon on my first trip even though it was being thrown at me left and right. I was still young-dumb-full-of-cum and not so much the cool-calm-collected-and-BigBlacBull-erected man I am today.
On my second trip to Japan it was around 9-11 and that December airline tickets dropped to $500 round-trip which I immediately recognized was a once in a lifetime deal. Also the US currency was stronger than the Japanese Yen so I got good money converting my dollars to Yen at the time. I was still in college, broke, and I took everything I had in my pitiful bank account at the time to get that plane ticket because I wasn't gonna pass up on that deal. But fortunate (not lucky) for the BlackBull, I had another BigBlackBull friend of mine who moved over there recently with his new wife who just got a job over there. He told me I always had a place to stay with him and his wife whom I also knew separately before the 2 of them got married.
I also happen to be dating a Japanese girl that I met at college who was back over there and I went to go see her too during the winter break and stayed with her also. My BlackBull friend was actually upset that I only spent half the time with him (because he was lonely for friends from the states he could relate to) but also pressured me to get my Japanese gf to hook him up with some of her gfs during this 2 week venture of mine.
When I got there, my girl took me to a club in Tokyo called club-Harlem. This whole club was themed around Harlem NY, everyone in the club (all Japanese) had on clothes like they were from NY (NY Yankees caps, jackets, etc.) They all looked like mini-me Jay-Z clones. They treated me like a celebrity when I came to the club. I was at the DJ booth, VIP room, where-ever I wanted to go - they let me and followed me like I had an entourage. Why - because I was an authentic black-guy who grew up in NY and my mom was born in Harlem. Girls were all hot and of course I got alot of groupie love at the club. There is a sub-culture of Japan especially in Tokyo and Osaka (the 2 big cities) where many Japanese girls try to dress, tan, and look black. See the pics below i could find online to show you examples of what i saw and I'm talking about. They have tons of clothing and make-up stores on black fashion culture, etc. The Japanese girl I dated was from a small town way in the south of Japan which was very old fashion so she wasn't into looking Black and made fun and looked down on the Japanese girls who did, she just liked my BigBlack dick and me of course at the time. My Japanese gf looked more like this (with the same hair-style and nice Big-D tits):
Anyway we also got on the shin-kansen (Japanese bullet train) to Osaka which was a 4hour ride even on the fastest train on earth so this ******* was long. But in Osaka and I have many stories here, we went to another club and not only were there alot of japanese women boldly staring at me like come and talk to me all night long with my girlfriend laying all over me, but they were bold enough to even approach me with my girl-friend right there. ******* was wild to me but that's the novelty of being a rare diamond and being prized after for woman and Japanese in this case who loved black men. They didn't even care what my gf thought because I guess Japanese woman were so used to men getting up and leaving with other woman with them right there much like the first story I tried to tell but I didn't understand what was going on with their culture on my first visit. Boy was that 2nd trip an eye-opener.
On my third trip - I was balling out of control and with-out a budget in which I had went on a Mediterranean cruise with a gf whom I met over in Italy and then came back through Japan for pleasure again. I ran into some people from Italy in Japan too -just wild times. 3rd time was the charm, and I was charming Japanese woman everywhere. I had all types of girls smiling and coming up to me and the BlackBull had his easy pickings. If I can find all of the pics I had taken I will upload them, many are print-outs I will have to scan and upload.
I want to write and talk more about this subject but I just don't want to bore people to tears with an online life novel.
check out this chic's pinterest for more on the subject too:
https://www.pinterest.com/anja21084/japan-street-fashion/