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Keiko Chapter 2 of 6

"I have rubber pants are quite good. They very tight and have hard in
them. I sometimes wear them when I go on train like now. I put cock
right inside me and move about with the train and come off without
anyone know about it. I can wear it other way round and fuck friends!
Oh, look your clit now, it get really big." I was not surprised; this
incorrigible girl was turning me on too. I had to look. I turned to
see what Tina was doing. She was sitting on the opposite seat in
exactly the same position as Keiko, her legs wide and her cunt fully
exposed. Both girls were watching as she wanked her long clitoral
stalk up and down like I would my cock! It was sticking straight up
and the end was swollen out like a miniature knob.

"Sometimes I wrap a thread round it and let it swell with blood." said
Tina. "It gets even larger then and feels very sensitive."

"Ooo, do it now," said Keiko enthusiastically. "I wonder if I able do
same." She reached under the seat and pulled out a thread from the
edge of the material. It was multicoloured and strong. "This OK?" She
leant over and showed it to Tina. Tina took it from her and examined
it.

"Yes, that's fine, just thick enough not to cut in and just thin
enough to wrap round." She concentrated on her clit pulling it up by
the tip between her finger and thumb. She trapped the end of the
thread with her little finger of the same hand and began to wind it
round the stalk of the upright organ. It immediately turned a deep
pink and swelled up. She stopped winding and watched as her clit
turned darker still.

"That feels good," she said looking up at Keiko to see her
concentrating on what she was doing. "We sometimes do the same to
Mike's prick." She glanced over to me and saw me watching her. "You
like watching me do this, don't you, Mike? You like watching my clit
get all distended?" It was a rhetorical question and did not need an
answer. Someone knocked on the carriage door and fumbled with the
latch. The girls just had time to flip their skirts down before the
ticket collector came in. Keiko held a rapid conversation with him in
Japanese and he left after inspecting the tickets. Tina flipped up her
skirt again and looked at her clitoris. It was now a deep purple.

"It's getting a bit painful now," she muttered and began to unwind the
thread.

"Let me feel first," said Keiko and leant right forward. She ran a
finger over the swollen nubbin.

"Oo, isn't it hard? It's harder than a cock!" Tina convulsed. She
collapsed sideways. One of her legs fell off the seat and she nearly
followed it onto the floor. She almost screamed but managed to
suppress it.

"Oh, God. No-one has ever rubbed it while it's been like that. I just
went off, that was fantastic. She fumbled between her legs and tried
to find the end of the thread. Keiko came to the rescue and located it
for her. She unwound it and watched as the organ subside to its normal
size and changed to a paler colour.

"That was wonderful, Tina. Do you do often? That why you have such big
one!" Tina was now lying along the seat exhausted.

"I'm dribbling juice out all over my dress," she moaned. "Lift your
bottom up and I move it out way," said Keiko. "Let it run onto seat. I
expect some man will like smell later!" She returned to her seat. She
dangled the thread at me.

"Would you help me see if I do it, Mike?" she smiled sweetly. She lay
back on the seat with her legs bent up and widely open. She reached
for her clit and rubbed the head gently. It was not as big as Tina's
but bigger than most girls I had known. I took the thread. She pulled
the hood right back and pressed down round her clit. It stuck up
arrogantly, looking even larger when the surrounding tissue had been
pulled aside. I held one end of the thread and took a few turns round
the tiny knob.

"Not too tight or the blood will be cut off completely," advised Tina
from the adjoining seat. I slackened it off slightly and was rewarded
by the sight of the small organ gradually swelling and turning a
bluish colour.

"Oh, yes. I can feel that," moaned Keiko. "Now lick it, Mike." I did
as I was told. Her clit felt absolutely hard and engorged. Two licks
were enough and off she went. I was quite amazed. Tying their clits up
like this obviously made them much more sensitive. I unwrapped the
thread.

"Now you," grinned Keiko and took the thread from me. She knelt on the
floor in front of me and undid my jeans. She extracted my cock with
difficulty as it was fiercely erect. She wrapped the thread round the
base. The effect was immediate and I felt the shaft swell. The veins
stood out like thick cords. My knob began to turn a dusky red. She
leant forward and ran her tongue over it. The feeling was divine.

"He won't be able to cum like that because the thread cuts off his
spunk tube as well," said Tina, propped up on an elbow. Keiko took no
notice and started to suck my swollen knob with force. She only just
managed to get it all into her mouth. I felt my orgasm growing. Still
Keiko did not release the thread. She kept up the suction, her lovely
head bobbing up and down my cock. It felt as if it would drop off. I
pushed her head away and she unwound the thread by pulling it from
above. My cock wobbled as it spun off. The feeling was quite new and I
began to shoot. Spunk jetted out with such force that it reached the
carriage wall opposite. Some more went onto Tina's leg and the rest
onto the floor. Keiko turned and watched the first thick discharge
slide slowly down the wall.

"Leave it there," she said. "Someone might like it. I always look
round carriage when I get in and see what I find. Sometime I see
spunk. Sometime piss. Sometime I find condom with spunk in. That very
good. I don't know who done it. I dream of hansom boy and rub it in my
tits!" She was absolutely irrepressible! She looked under the seats
but there was nothing there.

The girls lay out on either seat and I resumed my appraisal of the
countryside. Tina and Keiko seemed to hit it off so well. They were so
randy and abandoned together. I had never seen Tina so unrestrained.
What would Keiko's father make of it all? I worried slightly. The
train pulled into a large station. The nameplates were in Japanese
characters but repeated in small English letters underneath - HIMESI.
Keiko had felt the train slowing and was up beside me opening the
window.

"We here," she cried gleefully. Tina clambered to her feet and the
girls grabbed the small bags they had brought with them. I had bought
a present of three bottles of Champagne for Keiko's father. Keiko
assured me he would love them.

Outside the station, Keiko waved to a man sitting in the driving seat
of a pony and trap..

"That Hugo," she cried. The man jumped down and bowed low to Keiko. He
came upright and beamed from ear to ear. Keiko flung her arms round
his neck and babbled away in Japanese. She turned to us and introduced
us to him also in Japanese. We caught our names as she did so. He
bowed low to both of us. I was not sure what to do so I extended my
hand. He shook it warmly and with a firm grip.

"Hugo work for my father many years," explained Keiko. "He live on
farm with family. His wife house-keeper. He look after running farm.
They have very hansom son. He about fourteen now." She winked
knowingly at us. Hugo was about forty, of average height for a
Japanese but very stocky and muscular. He was wearing ordinary western
type trousers and a collarless shirt unbuttoned at the neck. He helped
us all into the trap and hopped up into the driver's seat.

We trotted through a modern looking town and then into the country.
Fields rolled by on either side. The mountains looked nearer than they
had all day.

"Our land start here," said Keiko indicating an old stone wall snaking
away on either side of the road. It was all open country as far as the
eye could see. It looked much like England with copses of trees and
fields of cereals. The pony trotted on. There was no sign of
habitation. We seemed to have gone several miles when we suddenly
turned off into a small lane lined with trees. We swept between two
stone sentinels standing on thick columns of rock. They were dressed
in old-fashioned uniforms and brandishing swords.

"I used to dream about them when I child," giggled Keiko. "They had
large cocks and raped me." I looked at her. Her beautiful legs were
open wide and her skirt all rucked up. She saw me looking and pulled
it up further. I could see her cunt. She grinned wickedly.

The drive wound on interminably. I began to appreciate the size of the
farm - it was more like a whole English county! Every now and again
lanes ran off to distant houses that we could glimpse through the
trees. All were single storeyed.

"Does all this belong to your father?" asked Tina softly, obviously
overawed.

"Yes, of course," grinned Keiko. "He very rich employ many people."
Further conversation ceased as we arrived in front of a long low house
with a semicircular drive before it. It was modern and built of brick.
A curling upwards of the roof corners was the only indication of the
country we were in.

"This is not house I born in," explained Keiko. "My father built and
we move here about ten year ago. Hugo live in old house now." She
waved her hand towards the trees to the left. Hugo turned at the
mention of his name and grinned. The trap stopped before a heavy
looking studded front door that was immediately flung open. A
wonderfully pretty Japanese lady ran out towards us wearing a richly
embroidered kimono. Keiko jumped from the trap and embraced her. She
turned to us.

"This my mother," she said unnecessarily, the liking was obvious.

Keiko's mother bowed to us spoke in Japanese. Keiko translated.

"My mother say welcome to our home and what she has is yours," she
grinned. We bowed too and thanked her. Keiko grabbed her bag out of
the trap and followed her mother into the house. We did likewise.
Keiko stopped in the hallway and slipped off her shoes. We copied her
example. Inside, the house was bright and well lit. Japanese paintings
hung on the walls. We followed Keiko and her mother through a low
passage and into a small building beside the main one.

"This is guest house," explained Keiko. This your room." We were
amazed at the decor. The floor was of polished wood and the bed laid
out directly on it without a frame. A wash stand stood on one side and
a low table on the other. The bed was covered with an elaborate blue
bedspread depicting a dragon in gold. Keiko's mother spoke rapidly in
a sing-song voice.

"My mother says she hope you very happy here and she has arranged maid
to look after you," she grinned at our discomfort. "Don't worry, I
come back and explain in minute. There is shower room in there," she
indicated a sliding door. "I expect maid put out kimonos for you. You
feel very free and relaxed in them. Much better than western clothes.
My parent expect you wear them for supper." She grinned and followed
her mother from the room.

"Wow!" Tina expressed how we both felt. "I thought we were just coming
to a farm not a bloody great ranch!" We explored the room and the
bathroom next to it. It contained a shower and sunken bath. Two
kimonos were laid out across a seemingly ancient couch along the wall.
Tina threw off her clothes and flung them down beside the kimonos. She
turned on the modern shower taps and stepped into the large cubicle.
There was enough room for two so I stripped off and joined her. There
was an assortment of all kinds of oils and soaps on a shelf behind us.
We experimented, rubbing some on each other's bodies. I felt
exhilarated. My body tingled. I stepped out of the shower to face a
young girl of about twelve in a beige wrap tied round the waist with a
sash. She bowed low keeping her eyes averted from my enlarged cock.
She spoke in Japanese. Tina joined me and the girl bowed low again.

"I think she must be the maid," whispered Tina. The girl grabbed a
large towel and began to rub me down with it. She rubbed me all over,
drying my cock and balls as well. I developed a super hardon. The girl
dried it carefully with her eyes wide. Tina watched my discomfort with
amusement. I indicated I was dry and the girl turned to Tina. She got
another warm towel out of the airing cupboard and repeated the
treatment for her. She caressed Tina's breasts through the towel quite
blatantly, pulling at her nipples as she did so.

"I like this," murmured Tina in a husky voice. The girl dried between
her legs, pushing them apart so as to get to her cleft. She dropped to
her knees to dry her legs. Tina's cleft was immediately in front of
her face. She saw the rings and looked up in awe. Tina stood with her
legs wide and thrust her sex forward. She gestured to the young girl
to touch her if she wanted. The girl felt the rings gingerly. Tina
smiled down at her. The outer door opened and the girl quickly bent to
dry Tina's feet. Keiko appeared wearing a metallic green kimono tied
loosely round her waist. The upper part was open and revealed the
inner slopes of her breasts.

"I see you meet Tailu," she said grinning. The girl bent her forehead
to the floor as Keiko came into the room. "She your servant and will
do anything for you." Tailu stood and helped us into our kimonos. Both
ended halfway up our shins and were in matching red and yellow. I had
to admit we looked a fancy couple. Keiko parted the front of Tina's
kimono to allow glimpses of her tits. Tina looked down to see how much
was exposed. I didn't think it was enough! We followed Keiko down the
corridor and into the main part of the house. On the way she told us
that neither her brother or sister were at home. She seemed
disappointed. She led the way backwards through a maze of passages and
suddenly into a long room with a low ceiling. It must have been at
least forty feet in length. The floor was of polished wood but with
two rich looking square carpets covering some of the area. Low chairs
were scattered along the walls which seemed to be covered in parchment
panelling. The lighting was indirect and shone onto the ceiling giving
the room an air of warmth and cosiness despite its size.

A Japanese man with thick black hair streaked with white, and wearing
a green kimono similar to Keiko's, approached us beaming with his arms
outstretched. We bowed and he grasped one of our hands in each of his.
I noticed his eyes flash to Tina's cleavage as she bowed. Keiko had
arranged things well and I am sure he could see most of her breasts.
He spoke animatedly and shook our hands warmly.

"My father welcome you and hope he will be good host," said Keiko. Her
father released our hands and waved us to the chairs. He clapped his
hands. An older servant girl appeared wearing the same colour wrap as
Tailu. She received orders from her Master and disappeared. She
returned later bearing a tray loaded with drinks. She offered the
first to Tina and then me. Keiko's father was next and then Keiko
herself.

"Drink it in sips," warned Keiko. Her father spoke in Japanese and
raised a glass before his face. "It is toast to your happiness," said
Keiko and sipped her drink. We did likewise. It tasted sweet and
syrupy and had a definite kick as it went down. Her father spoke some
more eying Tina as he did so. Keiko replied.

"My father wonder why white girl so brown," she grinned. Her father
nodded and grinned as his words were translated. "I explain you go
Singapore first and get brown in sun." Her father spoke again and
laughed evilly, his face creasing into a thousand wrinkles. "He wonder
if you brown all over." Tina stood and undid the sash round her waist.
She held the kimono open and showed him her naked body keeping her
legs crossed demurely. He could see the small white triangle at her
pubes. He pointed at it and laughed again, slapping his thigh. Tina
wrapped herself up and sat down again. I was proud of her action. She
knew we were here to fuck and wanted to show him she was no prude.
Keiko smiled her pleasure too. Her mother joined us and stood near the
door.

"Supper is ready," said Keiko. We all stood and filed out through the
door. I noticed Keiko's father guiding Tina by a hand on her buttock.
I knew he could feel the firmness of her tight muscles through the
thin material.

We ate supper sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of a low
table. It was piled with food which we ate with chopsticks. A dry
white wine was served with it. Keiko told us it too was made on the
farm. The servant girls, of which there were now two, bustled about
and kept our glasses filled. We all began to feel merry. Keiko's
parents were wonderful hosts and made sure we tried everything. Keiko
explained what it was we were eating. Sometimes I wished she hadn't!

Keiko's father suddenly clapped his hands and the servant girls
withdrew. He raised an empty glass to Keiko and gestured to her. She
stood, slipped off her Kimono and crossed to him naked. She straddled
the glass as he held it to her sex and pissed in it!! Tina and I were
astounded by the act. She had perfect control and stopped when the
glass was brim full. Her father sipped at his daughter's piss as if it
was champagne. He offered it to me.

"You not have to drink if you not want to," whispered Keiko. I wanted
to. The act had been so unexpected and depraved, it turned me on! Her
father watched as I took the glass, raised it to my mouth and drank
the warm liquid. It tasted tart after the wine but cleared my palate
wonderfully. It seemed the most natural thing to do. I wondered if
Tina wanted some and raised my eyebrows to her over the rim of the
glass. She nodded. I passed the glass to her and she sipped at the
pale liquid. Keiko's father beamed at her as she drank. She passed the
glass back to him still with some in it. He passed it to his wife who
drained it! I was absolutely amazed. This obviously high-class and
respected woman had just drunk her daughter's piss and thought nothing
of it! She and her husband rose from the table and walked to the door.
Keiko followed, still naked and we brought up the rear. We went back
to the sitting room. Her father lay on a sort of chaise longue with
his wife sitting on the floor beside it cross-legged. Keiko, Tina and
I sat on the other chairs facing him. Keiko made sure her legs were
open wide and her parents could see right into her cunt! Her father
spoke in Japanese and Keiko replied. The conversation went to and fro.
Keiko turned to Tina.

"My father knows why I bring you here but does not want to offend you
by being too sexy in front of you. I tell him of your wish to fuck dog
and he say if you want do it alone OK, but it be great honour if he
and mother able watch."

"I don't mind if they watch provided they do not expect me to be an
expert at it," grinned Tina. "If they can give me good advice, I would
welcome it."

"I help and show you how," smiled Keiko. She turned to her father and
spoke in Japanese. He stood and bowed to Tina.

"My father say he honoured. I tell them what we did on train and what
big clit you got." Her mother spoke. "My Mother say she very
interested in clit and would like to see it." Tina stood up and untied
the kimono. She shrugged it off and approached the couple stark naked.
I was proud of her body. She stopped just in front of them and sank to
the floor. She lay on her back and raised her legs over her body
exposing her whole pudenda to their gaze. She reached between her
legs, felt for the rings and then held them widely apart. They would
be able to see right into her cunt. Both Japanese talked excitedly.
Keiko came to stand beside Tina and translated.

"My parents very interested in rings, Tina. They see rings in nipples
but not in cunt lips." I wanted to see what she was doing and rose to
stand on Tina's other side. She moved the rings around twisting her
lips into spirals. I looked on as she then eased her clitoris out of
its hiding place and gently stimulated it. I glanced at the older
couple. They were fascinated and studying her actions closely. Tina
watched herself between her legs as she teased her clitoris erect. She
ran her finger nails up and down the tiny shaft. Eventually she seemed
satisfied at the size and took her hands away. She posed for them, her
clit upright and quivering. She gestured to Keiko's mother who
stretched out her hand and felt the swollen organ. She stroked it
gently feeling the consistency. She jabbered in Japanese.

"My mother say she think your clit very good. She wishes hers was as
big. She like to feel it so hard, like.. like.. " She fumbled for the
word she wanted, "like gristle." She beamed with her achievement.

Keiko's mother turned and spoke to her husband. He sat forwards and
reached out gingerly towards Tina. Tina took his hand and made him
point his index finger. She brought it to the knob of her clit and
rubbed it over the head. She began to masturbate herself blatantly
with it, squirming passionately on the floor in front of him. I
thought how exciting and abandoned she looked. My cock was tenting up
the front of my kimono.

I felt a hand creep up my thighs under the Kimono. I looked down as
Keiko's mother reached for my rigid cock! Her hand fluttered over my
balls and then up the shaft to my knob. Her eyes were wide in wonder
at its length. She rubbed the ball of a finger expertly over my slit
and collected a bead of moisture which she massaged into the smooth
skin of my glans. Her touch was so light but so stimulating. She
smiled up at me radiantly. She must have been the oldest woman ever to
feel my cock. I felt proud of it. I doubt if she had felt many bigger
than mine. Meanwhile Tina was going to cum. She screamed out in
ecstasy and collapsed back on the floor. Keiko's father watched her in
the throes of orgasm. He spoke rapidly to Keiko.

"My father say he very honoured to be one to make you have orgasm. He
like it very much to feel your clit. Could he now taste juice?" Tina
beckoned to him and spread her legs wide. He dropped between them and
stuck his tongue straight up into her cunt. He lapped at her expertly.
Tina's thick sweet fuck poured into his mouth. Before long he had
brought her off again!

Meanwhile Keiko had come to stand behind me and had undone my kimono.
She knew her mother was masturbating me. She slipped the gown off my
shoulders to the floor and I stood naked, my cock rigid and the veins
dilated. Keiko's mother said something in Japanese and then knelt
before me.

"My mother say you have very long cock," grinned Keiko. With that, the
older woman plunged her mouth down over my knob! She took a deep
breath round the sides and then slid it down her throat until her chin
was buried in my pubic hair. The sensation was fantastic. Even Tina
could not deep-throat my cock like that.

"Shoot down throat," encouraged Keiko, rubbing her naked body against
my back. I could feel her hard tits drilling into me. Her mother came
up for air and then plunged her mouth down my shaft again. Keiko
rammed a finger deep in my arse! The feeling was delightful and I came
at once, pumping my semen down her mother's throat. She didn't need to
swallow as her throat was open with my cock anyway. She clutched my
buttocks close and would not let me withdraw. I wondered how long it
would be before she had to breathe but she was an expert and waited
until her throat had sucked the very last drop of cum from me. I knew
I had shot a full load but as I felt Keiko's body still rubbing on
mine I also knew that I was not done for and could easily go another
round.

Keiko's father sat back on the Chaise-lounge and his wife returned to
the place she was occupying before. He spoke to her and then to Keiko.
He turned to us and smiled widely from ear to ear. Tina sat up her
legs still wide.

"My father say you both very, how you say, potent? ... and sexy. He
wish to thank you both for giving them your juice. He say Tina taste
wonderful. English girl juice seem more and thicker than Japanese!"
Her father pointed to the floor in front of Tina where a small pool of
juices had leaked from her cunt. He nodded at Tina and grinned. He
spoke again and her mother joined in.

"My father say my mother like Mike spunk and think he has very nice
cock. She wish her son had cock like yours. He say you both very
welcome to stay as long as like. You fuck any servant you desire!" She
grinned at us. He nodded vigorously in affirmation.

"Right now I need a pee," said Tina, getting to her feet. Keiko
translated. Her father clapped his hands loudly and the two servant
girls reappeared as if by magic. Neither seemed the least bit
surprised to see the daughter of the house and her guests completely
naked. They stood with their eyes cast down and waited for orders.
Their master spoke to them rapidly. One crossed to me and the other to
Tina. They took a hand each and led us to the door.

"My father say you use them for toilet," said Keiko. "He will be
offended if you not piss in mouths!" The girls led us to a completely
tiled room with a floor sloping towards a single grated drain in the
centre. I was to be first. Without a word the girl leading me slipped
off her wrap and squatted over the drain. She must have been no more
than fifteen and was beautiful with jet black hair swept back in a
roll. Her tits were small but hard and firm. Her tiny mound was
decorated only by a band of trimmed hair similar to Keiko's. I noticed
a small tattoo motif on her left shoulder. She opened her mouth and
waited.

"Go on," encouraged Tina, "It's not often you'll get the offer to piss
in the mouth of such a lovely girl!" I approached the girl and she
steadied herself with her hands resting on the tiles behind. This made
her tits stick out even more invitingly.

"Do you think it would be alright if I had a quick feel of her tits?"
I grinned at Tina.

"He said we could do what we liked with them." I ran my hand over the
girl's breasts. They were absolutely firm and solid, the nipples like
little cherry stones. My cock was semi-stiff and I knew I would have
to piss before it got any harder. I directed it at the girl's open
mouth and waited for the stream to start. It did so suddenly. A stream
of pale piss entered her mouth and she swallowed rapidly, keeping her
mouth open for more. I kept the flow coming. I wanted to see it splash
over her jutting tits and directed some down onto her body. She cried
in dismay. The other girl started babbling in Japanese.

"I think you they are expected to keep it in their mouths," said Tina.
I redirected the rest back to the girl's mouth. When I had finished I
stood back. The girl looked magnificent, her face and tits running
with my piss. Some of it had run down between her legs in a rivulet.
She stood up and the other girl took her place. She was even younger
and had only beginnings of breasts. Her mound was naked. I thought she
could be no more then twelve but my estimation of Japanese girls' ages
always seemed to be wrong. Because they were all small and petite, it
made them look younger than they really were. Keiko in her shorts and
T-shirt on the train had looked like a schoolgirl. The girl gestured
to Tina that she was to straddle her mouth and piss into it direct.
She made signs to indicate that all of her piss was to be drunk by her
and not to let it go onto her body. Tina obliged, holding her lips
apart with the rings and letting small spurts out at a time so the
girl could drink it easily. The sight of her pissing into the young
girl's mouth was highly erotic and I wished I had a camera to record
the event.

The girls left their wraps in the drain room and led us back to the
main lounge. Keiko's parents were sitting where they had been when we
left. Keiko was back sitting in a chair opposite. The girls led us up
to the Master. My girl spoke softly, her eyes downcast. Keiko's father
was livid. He stood and approached the girl running his hands over her
still wet breasts and inspecting them. He then struck her hard across
the face and she dropped to the floor kneeling before him in
supplication. I was mortified.

"If that is because she has piss on her tits, it's my fault," I cried.
"I pissed on them deliberately."

The End of part 2, continuing in part 3...

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