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Keiko and Dirty Sex (FF, intr, exh, ws, asian)
by Keiko (c) 1997
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"Depraved means dirty sex, disgusting." explained Tina.
"Yes, I like because other people think it disgusting,"
grinned Keiko. "I like do things which are disgusting
especially when I know other people watch me." She leant
back and pulled up her dress. She bent one of her lovely
thighs up and pulled her panties aside. She pushed an
index finger deep into her arsehole! She searched our
faces for a reaction as she slowly withdrew it and then
sucked it into her mouth.
"Do that again," I commanded. She did so. As she with-
drew the finger I grabbed her wrist and sucked the
finger into my own mouth. Keiko stared at me as I made
a great show of enjoying the taste.
"And me," said Tina. Keiko repeated the act and offered
her the finger. Without hesitation, Tina sucked it into
her mouth. Keiko beamed at us and lowered her leg.
"You disgusting too," she grinned. "I like disgusting
friends!"
"Keiko, have you still got a dog that could fuck ME?"
Tina put the question she had been dying to ask.
"Only at home on father's farm," she replied. Tina
looked at me.
"Any chance of going there?" I asked. "Oh, Keiko, I'd
love to fuck a dog and maybe a horse too," babbled Tina,
her eyes shining. "It's something that I've wanted to do
for ages but never had the opportunity."
"My father there," said Keiko. "He would want watch and
maybe fuck you himself." Tina had not thought of this.
"What's he like?" "He OK. He good. He strong, taller
than me. His cock very thick. I expect my mother want
see you do it too. I don't know if my brother or sister
be there."
"Oh, I do want to do it," Tina turned to me. "Would your
father mind if we went there?" I asked. "Not if he fuck
Tina," said Keiko, grinning again. "I 'spect he be most
pleased! I think he not ever fuck lovely English girl
before. I phone him and see what he say. We have plenty
time go there. Mr. Yamoto say I show you anything you
ask." She pulled a loathsome face. Mr. Yamoto was her
boss! Tina looked at me and grinned.
We met Keiko at the station after she had been home for
a change of clothing. She told us she would get the
tickets and we would travel first class. I was wearing
jeans and Tina a simple summer dress. Keiko turned up
wearing just a T-shirt and a tight skirt which reached
only half way down her naked thighs. On her feet she
wore just trainers and ankle socks which seemed to be
just as fashionable in Japan as they were in the rest
of the world. She looked so much younger than when
dressed in her formal cocktail dress and would pass for
a schoolgirl. She smiled and indicated the platform
where the train was already waiting. The carriages were
sumptuous with individual compartments and a corridor,
like the old fashioned ones we used to have at home.
"This is ours," said Keiko looking at her ticket and
comparing it with the number on the door. "I have booked
it all so we have it to ourselves. When she saw our
consternation she grinned and added, "My boss pay for
it!"
We settled down as the countryside sped past. The seats
were soft and comfortable. I was interested in the
scenery and gazed out of the window at the towns we went
through and the distant mountains which seemed to stay
the same distance away all the time. Keiko told us the
journey would take most of the day. We would arrive at
about seven in the evening and her father promised
someone would be waiting to fetch us. I spotted an odd
shaped pavilion and turned to Keiko to ask her about it.
I was astounded at the sight. The girls had pulled down
the blinds on the corridor windows and Keiko was sitting
with both feet on the edge of her seat, legs wide apart.
She was wearing no panties at all and was watching her
own finger teasing her enlarging clitoris! Tina was
kneeling on the floor watching. Neither noticed me.
"My clit is big for Japanese girl," said Keiko, pulling
the hood back further so that it stuck directly up.
"It's big for any girl," said Tina seriously. "I think
it's a beauty." These girls were incorrigible! I loved
it!
"I think it big because I use pump to try help it. I
have big plastic - how you say." She made a gesture of
injecting herself.
"Syringe," said Tina. "I have plastic syringe with tube
on. I put over clit and suck - very good! Do you do same
to yours, Tina? It even bigger than mine. I never see
girl with one like yours."
"I think I was just born with it," said Tina reaching
under her dress and removing her panties. "I always pull
at it and stretch it every time I have a pee. I do that
to my lips as well. I like my lips hanging down." This
was all interesting news to me. I turned to look out the
window again but kept listening. I could see Keiko's
bare legs reflected in the window whenever we went past
something dark.
"Yes, I think that good thing to do," said Keiko. "I do
that and I do it with my nipples as well. I suppose hav-
ing rings makes it easier to pull lips out." I heard
Tina sit down.
"That's right, I can stretch them or sometimes I hang
weights on them under my dress."
"That must feel good. Do you ever use things inside you
like me?"
"No, I did once have a pair of angel balls but they fell
in half. They were quite nice." I knew nothing of that!
"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 pul-
led 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 dis-
tended?" 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 be-
gan 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 con-
vulsed. 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 sur-
rounding 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 or-
gan 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 ap-
praisal 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 wes-
tern 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 moun-
tains 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 ex-
ample. 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 bla-
tantly, 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 tran-
slated. "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 wrap-
ped 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.
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 ser-
vant 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 stop-
ped 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 eye-
brows 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 shrug-
ged 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 feel-
ing 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 dril-
ling 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 bab-
bling 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.