ALL I EVER WANTED 17 THE MEGUMI STORIES BY MEGUMI KATO AND FRIENDS VOLUME 02: ALL I EVER WANTED BY MEGUMI KATO AND SAMANTHA WEST CHAPTER XVII Two Debutantes "Oh, Megumi!" she said again, when we were alone together, "it's been wonderful! But I'm so confused ... I love drinking cum, I could _live_ on it, but now I love having it squirted onto my face and body too - what shall I do?" Her voice was high and strained, and there was something hysterical about her which I didn't like. The excitement had been too much for her, I thought. Suddenly she fell forward into my waiting arms. As I supported her our bodies squirmed against each other, sharing the cum her sexy beauty had coaxed from so many cocks. I kissed her, my lips and tongue soon coated too with the thick liquid covering her face. The familiar taste seemed strange without the hot lust of an erection filling and caressing my mouth. When at last she had recovered, we helped each other wash. It seemed a pity in a way to clean off all the spurts and blobs of cum which had splashed so excitingly over her pretty face and breasts during the past hour, and now hung there drying and glistening, but she was about to embark on a new experience and wanted to look fresh for it. Still the thrilling aroma of sex hung between us, as it had done in the main room, arousing me in ways I could not remember ever before having felt so intensely. For the moment however it was Sammy's evening, and my satisfaction would be in watching my pretty darling introduced to the experience she now longed for. I brushed her hair for her, and even fluffed up her golden cunt-hair, before bringing her back to the main room and handing her over to Bob, looking virginal and even a little shy in her sweet nudity. For a while they just sat together on a couch, her hands gently stroking his erect cock while he caressed her breasts with one hand, and with the fingers of the other stimulated the golden pussy now glinting wetly between her open legs. At last I and the others who had gathered to watch her initiation saw him whisper something to her: she smiled timidly at him and nodded. Quickly she knelt in front of him, her tongue covering his erection with copious saliva. Then she took up position on the couch, her arms and cheek resting on the raised, curved end while lower down, her knees tucked up under her, she presented her sweet bottom to its new lover. I moved round and squatted on the floor near her face, just in case she needed my support. On my insistence she was wearing her wristband with the white side showing. Otherwise, who knew what might have been done to her, lying there on the couch, shameless and irresistible? Now it was Bob's turn to suck, lick and kiss her. He began with her cunt, soothing her anxieties by giving her a familiar and unfrightening pleasure; then gently parted her buttocks and moved the tip of his tongue along her crack till he could probe into her arsehole. She gasped, and a tremor ran along her body, but she did nothing to stop him. He inserted the forefinger of one hand slowly into her wet pussy, making her moan with pleasure as he wriggled and twisted it. Then he withdrew the dripping finger and, without warning, let it take over from his tongue the stimulation of her anus. A different kind of moan broke from her as the finger pushed its way past her defences, rotating slightly as it tunnelled its way into her. Her hands clenched the top of the couch; and she lifted her face, gazing at me now with wide open eyes, but unseeingly. I was grateful to Bob for using her so gently, penetrating her first with a finger rather than forcing her deliciously presented arse straightaway with his cock as I was sure he must have wanted to do. But he was not prepared to wait much longer: keeping his finger deep inside her, he climbed carefully on top of her allowing the swollen head of his erection to tease her pussy as he did so. With his free hand he supported himself powerfully on the couch, his chest barely touching her back. Slowly he withdrew his finger, then quickly grabbed his own erection and guided it into Sammy's anus. She began to sob and moan at the top of her voice, wriggling and twisting her bottom - was she trying to escape his onslaught or pull his erection into her more deeply? I doubt if she really knew herself. I understood very well what she must be feeling, and my own arsehole began to twitch and gasp in sympathy with hers as I imagined the great sword of hard flesh piercing her, millimetre by millimetre, pushing the overwhelming wave of deep pleasure and sharp pain ahead of itself as it advanced into her. At last he was in, as deep as he could be. For a while they just lay there, Sammy gasping and imploring him to stay inside her for ever, Bob's free hand now twisting and pinching her erect nipples to give her another source of pleasure. Then he withdrew his cock a short distance, gently, checking that there was enough lubrication to allow him to move inside her tight sleeve with no risk of pulling her inside-out in his enthusiasm. Sammy whimpered a complaint at his betrayal. "Don't worry, darling, he's coming back in," I murmured to her, but I need not have bothered. As I said it, Bob slammed back into her, and began to fuck her arsehole vigorously. Now he too was incoherently shouting out his happiness and pleasure for everyone to hear, and the two lovers rose to a climax of delight in each other. I could see him trying to hold back, but her narrow virgin hole must have been an unbelievably stimulating joy to him, and I for one could not blame him for giving way so quickly to his desire for her. Sammy was coming too, and soon they collapsed onto the couch together: Bob thanking her and telling her how much he loved her, she imploring him in a high-pitched voice never to leave her. At last his erection shrank and slipped easily from her anus. Anxious not to hurt her with his weight, he rolled off the couch and knelt beside her, holding her lovingly as her breathing gradually returned to normal. She sat up, turned to face him, suddenly threw her arms around him and kissed him passionately, and only then consented to accompany me to the bathroom. "Oh, Megumi! Ohh!" was all she could say, and I was silent, knowing that she was in that state of grace which sometimes comes from a sexual experience too perfect to talk about. I left her in silence to fix it in her mind as an ideal to be aimed at again and again in future. When we returned to the main room, we discovered that a special event was in progress. One of the gentlemen members was making an announcement. "I think you know that a new girl member is waiting to make her debut," he said self-importantly. "In fact she should have made it an hour ago, but of course we didn't want to interrupt your enjoyment of the very beautiful sex act between our member Bob Williams and his lovely guest." He bowed in our direction and many heads turned towards us and smiled, acknowledging Sammy's performance. "Speaking for myself, I hope it will be possible for Bob's charming guest to present herself before long as a candidate for membership here. Or indeed Bob's charming guests, I should say, since I understand he has introduced two this evening." There was scattered applause. I looked to see how Sammy was taking this. She was still, I saw, lost in a world of her own, her eyes closed and a look of ecstasy on her face. "But when you arrived this evening, some of you may have noticed an exceptionally beautiful young lady on duty at the reception desk. That young lady, whose name is Shizue, makes her debut tonight as a member of the Paradise Club." Nearly all those present, men and girls alike, had gathered to one side of the big room, facing a double door which I had not previously noticed. Some were on chairs and couches, others sitting on the floor or standing at the back of the throng as we were. I could see Fujiko kneeling at the front, where she could support and encourage her protegee. For a moment the expectant silence was interrupted by a cry of "Oh, yes, _yes_! Deeper, deeper!" from a pair of lovers across the room, too preoccupied to pay attention to the ceremony: there was laughter and the couple were gently shushed. Suddenly the doors opened and Shizue entered. She was still in her uniform of transparent blouse and miniskirt: there was something strangely erotic about a girl wearing clothes, however sexy and revealing, among a crowd where all the girls and most of the men were nude. The background music increased in volume and rhythm, the lights came up on the area near where she had made her entrance and faded throughout the rest of the big room. She bowed low, the shiny silver material of her little skirt crackling and shimmering in the bright lights concentrated on her. "I want to tell you all," the man in charge continued, "that I was a member of the sub-committee which tested Shizue. It was a real pleasure, I assure you. She's not only beautiful, as you see, but is also a lovely little fuck." Shizue blushed prettily at the compliment. "I'm sure lots of you will want to take the opportunity of trying her out this evening." He turned towards her. There was apparently a ritual to be followed. "Are you ready, Shizue?" "Oh, _yes_ sir!" she said eagerly. "Shizue," he continued, "do you understand that once you have stripped for us this evening, you will never again be permitted to wear clothes in this room? Do you of your own free will give us your nakedness?" "Yes, sir," she said. "I understand, and I long to be naked for your pleasure and my own." The music became louder and more insistent, and she moved to its rhythm as she began to unbutton her blouse. She was too excited to spin it out and make a real striptease out of her performance. Soon she threw the open blouse back over her shoulders and let the garment flutter to the floor. Her hands stroked her firm young breasts, bringing the nipples to full erection, and offering herself without shame to her audience. In a way I was sorry to see her begin to remove her skirt: it was so beautifully short, offering - even when she stood up straight - a glimpse of the cute curves of her lower bottom and emphasising the perfect shape of her legs. But she was charmingly eager to unzip it, ease it over her hips and let it join the blouse, now for ever unwanted in this room. She danced for us, posing and showing herself off, keen that we should admire the little transparent g-string panties which were only pretending to hide her pussy and the springy curls of black hair between her legs. Instead of being held together by bows, the side-ties were joined, I now saw, by dainty little silver padlocks. The man in charge was holding something out to her. "Shizue," he said, "you know that, once you have chosen your first lover and given him these keys, that will be the last time you will be permitted to choose for yourself in this room. Thereafter you will be ours to use exactly as we wish. Do you freely give your body to us, the members of this Club?" "Oh, yes!" she said, "freely, for your pleasure and for my own." "Do you of your own free will accept the torments of the Inferno as well as the delights of Paradise?" "Yes! I am longing to experience them both." There was a rustle of excitement, the gentlemen members clearly looking forward to trying out this eager young recruit for the torture-chamber. Shizue, dreaming of the exquisite delights in store for her, could not stop her hands moving to caress her breasts and arse. "Take the keys then, and choose your first lover." "I take the keys," she said, "but I make no choice." There was a surprised murmur from the audience: this was clearly a departure from the established ritual. "I surrender the right to choose. I belong to whoever is the first to take me." She stood waiting, the keys dangling from her outstretched hand. Suddenly two men from different parts of the audience stood up, reacting more swiftly than the others, and joined her. At first it seemed that they might be about to argue over her, but they soon saw there was no reason why they should not take her together. They quickly unlocked the little panties from her hips, and there was applause as she briefly stood there, flaunting her complete nudity for the first time. Then she was on her knees, happily sucking one of the men while the other entered her cunt from behind. As her introducer had predicted, she was a popular girl that evening, taking her lovers in twos and threes - only a few men were old-fashioned enough, or greedy enough, to refuse to share and insisted on taking her on their own. Once all her holes had been thoroughly investigated, I saw him bend and whisper something in her ear, indicating two men who stood waiting for her. She nodded quickly, then held out her hands to them. They ran off towards the discreet door in the corner, her silver heels twinkling in the light as she vanished happily into her private Heaven. I wished I could follow her, but I had to look after Sammy. I glanced at her again, and was relieved to see that she had returned to normal: she had been watching the ecstatically fucking girl with her eyes sparkling and her mouth slightly open in her excitement. As Bob returned from his turn with Shizue, she held his arm tight. "Oh, the lucky girl!" she said. "And lucky you to be able to share it with her! How ... oh, please ... _how_ do I get to be a member of this Club?" [Next in Part 18: Chapter XVIII: Conversations] For complete series so far see /files/Authors/Bob_Williams