The Blue Chrysanthemum - Chapter 13
Now that I had been hired to be geisha at the BC, I would move to live in the room they provided for me. Fortunately, missionaries stay in one location for three years and then take a one year furlough back in the States. My parents had started their furlough a couple of months ago and had been in the States since then. I stayed in Japan because that is where I was born, and I had my gymnast friends and I knew I wanted to work at BC when I finished high school.
I had been staying with missionary friends in Hakone since my parents left. I told them BC had offered me a room so it was more convenient for me to get to work in the kitchen. So, I gathered my few belongings and moved to my new room the next day.
My room was down the hall from Asahi's. Being new, my room was further away from reception. I would have to prove myself to get a better room.
Asahi and the other geishas had a party for me the next afternoon. They went in together and bought me a new kimono. It was Blue, to match my eyes, with silver bamboo designs on it. Asahi also gave me a couple of his older kimonos so I would have changes. I got to know some of the other geishas. When I was working with Asahi I seldom saw the others and they did not see me. So I was making new friends.
My first client as a geisha was a Japanese man who was a regular at the BC. I received notification from reception that I had a client. I was excited as this was my first, by myself in my own room. I was wearing one of Asahi's old kimonos, a rust brown with blue maple leaves. I made sure all preparations were in order and went to reception to meet him.
The client was a small man probably early forties. He was slim build with black rimmed glasses. I introduced myself and bowed to greet him. He returned the bow. I knelt in front of him and removed his shoes. I led him to my room down the hall.
I welcomed him into my room and had him seated on the floor cushion by the table while I went to retrieve the tea service. I knelt across from him as I prepared the tea.
"I have seen you before in reception," he told me.
"Yes, I have been assisting one of the geishas," I replied. "But now I am geisha. You are my first client."
"I am happy to be your first client," he said. "I am Gushiken Hideo. What are you called?"
(Traditionally, Japanese given names are after surnames as in China and Korea.)
"I am Billy," I answered while we enjoyed our tea.
"You are American?" he asked.
"Yes, I am American," I replied.
"I have never known American geisha, in all my life," he said.
"I hope you will be pleased with American geisha," I said, as I stood to take the tea service back to the cabinet.
When I returned, I had Gushiken stand as I began to remove his western style suit and shirt. He had a very slim, golden-brown body. When his pants were removed, he was wearing the traditional fundoshi loincloth underwear. I find the fundoshi sexy since the butt cheeks are exposed, but they take too long to remove and put back on. Most younger Japanese men wear western style underwear.
I knelt in front of him as I unwrapped his fundoshi. His hard, uncut cock sprang free. It was surprisingly big for his size. It was about 8 inches long and slightly thicker than normal and surrounded with a black, silky pubic bush. His ballsack hung low and swung freely behind his cock. Although I wasn't impressed with Gushiken's body, I could make good use of his cock.
I led Gushiken to the futon and had him kneel there as I removed my rust kimono. I turned my back as I opened the kimono and slid it down my back exposing my firm bubble butt to him. I folded the kimono neatly and bent over placing it on the floor and showing my rosebud, American anus to Gushiken.
When I turned back to Gushiken, he was all smiles. He saw my circumcised, six inch dick standing out from my light brown pubic bush for the first time. His mouth dropped open in awe, as he reached out to grasp it in his hand.
I stepped closer to allow Gushiken to better see his first cut dick. He moved his hand up and down the smooth shaft of my hard dick. His other hand reached under and gently cradled my smooth, hairless ballsack. I let him explore his American geisha.
While he was exploring, I took his black rimmed glasses with both hands and began to remove them. He reached up with both of his hands and pulled them back on.
"No, no," he said. "I must see your skinless dick and no-hair balls."
I laughed and allowed him to keep his glasses as he explored my genitals.
After much time looking, Gushiken leaned forward and took my cut dick between his lips as if cautiously tasting. His tongue flicked across my piss hole and was rewarded with my precum. This seemed to please him as he licked some more and began to suck on my bulbous, pink dickhead.
Gushiken knew how to suck dick. He began to move his head back and forth as his mouth moved up and down my precum-leaking dick. One hand was still holding my balls and gently massaging my ballsack. I felt his other hand move around my bubble butt and his finger slip into my butt crack. I spread my legs to give him access to my hole.
His finger gently pushed against my rosebud anus. It was dry and did not want to slip inside. I worked up a mouthful of saliva and spit into my hand. I moved my hand behind me and wiped the spit over my asshole. His finger easily slipped inside.
Gushiken worked his mouth up and down and around my hard dick. My precum was feeding his hunger. His finger was working in and out of my asshole. He was finding my pleasure button. I let him continue to find his own way as he seemed to know what to do.
Gushiken removed his mouth from my dick and took my balls in his mouth. He bathed each testicle with his tongue as his finger continued to loosen my butthole. I felt a second finger enter my hole. His mouth pulled on my ballsack, stretching it away from my groin. There was some pain, but nothing to override the pleasure he was providing.
I could feel my own orgasm building. Gushiken took my dick in his mouth again. He sucked and ran his tongue over the underside of my stiff dick shaft. I felt my cum beginning to boil up out of my balls. I grasped Gushiken's head in both of my hands and forced my dick as deeply into his mouth as my length would allow. My cum shot a wad down his sucking throat.
Gushiken shoved his fingers deeply into my ass as I came in his mouth. His tongue continued to bath my dick shaft as I fucked his face. I shot two, three, four blasts of my warm, sweet cum down his hungry throat. HIs fingers continued to work in my ass as my orgasm died down.
I released my hold on Gushiken's head. He sucked me clean before releasing my dick from his mouth. His fingers remained in my ass.
I was tempted to lay Gushiken on his back on the futon and straddle his hips as I sat on his hard cock, but I knew he knew what he was doing, and I would allow him to remain in control. I would allow Gushiken to show me what he liked and how he liked it.
Gushiken removed his fingers from my hole and placed his hands on my hips pulling me down onto the futon beside him. He laid me on my stomach, and moved on his knees behind me. He pulled me up onto my knees with my firm bubble butt facing him. I immediately felt the head of his 8 inch, uncut cock pushing against the entrance to my man pussy. He had sufficiently loosened my sphincter with his fingers that his cockhead slipped easily, and painlessly inside me.
Gushiken didn't waste any time before he began to fuck me. Again, he knew what he was doing. This wasn't his first time with a male geisha. He made smooth long strokes as he pushed his long, thicker-than-normal cock in and out of my hungry ass. His cock slid over my pleasure button with each stroke. His cock would pull almost out of my hole and slide as deeply in as its 8 inch length would allow. I moved my hips back and forth to meet his strokes.
Gushiken had stamina and staying power. He fucked with a steady rhythm for several minutes. As much as I was enjoying the pleasure of his hard cock moving inside me, I was getting tired. Just as I thought I was going to have to request a break, he began to come.
"Ayeeyah!" he shouted as he rammed his cock hard inside me.
I could feel the warm blasts of his manseed shooting deeply inside my colon. He continued to pump. I don't know how many times his cock unloaded warm cum in my ass, but I had never experienced this long an orgasm for a client.
When he had finally finished, he abruptly pulled his cock from my asshole and sat back on his knees. I felt like collapsing onto my stomach but since Gushiken didn't seem to be tired, I couldn't show that I was. I raised myself and turned to face him on my knees.
"You are good geisha," Gushiken said. "I have very happy ending. Better happy ending than with other geishas here. I get you again next time, yes?"
"I will be happy to have you again next time, Gushiken San," I repled.
I stood and went to get warm wet cloths to clean ourselves. I wiped Gushiken's cum from his soft, long, uncut cock and low-hanging balls and black, silky pubic bush. I used a second cloth to wipe his cum from my pleasingly-sore ass and bubble butt. I took the dirty cloths to the bathroom before returning to dress Gushiken.
I dressed Gushiken and put my kimono back on before escorting him back to reception. At reception I helped him put on his shoes. I bowed politely and he returned the bow. He turned and left the BC.
On my way back to my room, I stopped my Asahi's room and shared my first client experience with him.
"Yes, I know Gushiken San," Asahi said. "He is good client. I'm sure you will see him again."
I said goodbye and returned to my room to clean myself and prepare for my next client. Being new, I don't have a regular client base and clients don't know to ask for me. Apparently Gushiken has a habit of always looking for and trying new geishas. The rest of the day I was alone. I read a book and worked out to keep my gymnast toned muscles.
To be continued.
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