Message-ID: <2290eli$9707251114@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: zeiram@NOUCEparanoia.com (LEo M) Subject: [REPOST} Keiko 2/6 (asian, mf, ff, bdsm) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Organization: take out NOUCE to mail me.... X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <1997072502213679767@sjx-ca115-61.ix.netcom.com> ______________________________________________________ + W A R N I N G !!! A D U L T M A T E R I A L !!! + + The Following Text file is almost certainly a work of + fiction, and the authors are expressing their first + amendment rights. The material is distributed as "For + Adults Only" and possession by a minor is strictly + forbidden. 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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... -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /