The Blue Chrysanthemum - Chapter 17
The warm water ran across our bodies, washing away the cum and sweat. We washed each other's backs, running our hands over each other's body. Ryu's cock was five inches soft and thick. No wonder I had enjoyed it so much. I am anxious to learn how long it gets hard. His foreskin barely covered his bulbous cockhead. His heavy balls hung close to his groin, covered in silky, black hair which surrounded the base of his cock.
I had to know. I reached out and grasped his soft cock as I looked into his dark brown eyes. His eyes questioned why I was fondling his golden brown, uncut cock. We both knew we had clients to please the next morning. We had just had amazing get-to-know-you sex. I wanted to know more.
I slowly stroked and squeezed his cock as I continued to look into his eyes. It began to grow in my hand. Ryu leaned in and kissed me gently on my lips. I returned his kiss and continued stroking his growing cock. I only wanted to know how long it was hard, but I also knew that once it was hard I would want it up my ass again.
The kissing became more passionate under the warm spray of water. Ryu's cock continued to grow in my hand. I could feel that his foreskin had pulled back from his bulbous cockhead. I could also tell by the width of my hand and the length of my strokes that his cock was about eight inches long. I could barely wrap my fingers around its thickness. I needed this in my ass again.
I broke the kiss and turned my back to Ryu. I pushed my ass into his groin. He knew what I wanted and he was willing to give it. I felt the head of his hard cock push against the opening to my pleasure hole. I relaxed and pushed back, impaling myself on the shaft of his manhood. He was inside me balls deep. I wanted more, but that was all there was.
Ryu began to plow my ass with hard thrusts against my bubble butt. I met his lunges. I wanted him as deeply inside me as possible. I was lost in the euphoric ecstasy of having my ass fucked again.
Since we had just recently drained our balls of what juices they contained, this fuck would take awhile. I relaxed my ass and allowed Ryu to use it as it pleased him. He fucked as if in desperation to cum again.
My own dick was hard and leaking precum in response to the image of his dragon tattoo and the stimulation of my prostate as his hard manmeat rubbed across it with each lunge in and withdrawal out. I let my hard dick bounce around without touching it. I knew that Ryu's stimulation of my pleasure button would be sufficient to make me cum again.
Ryu continued to desperately plow my hungry asshole while my asshole tried desperately to swallow him balls and all. At last, Ryu shot his load, filling my ass with more of his manseed. As his hard cock exploded cum inside me, my own dick responded by shooting my sweet jism on the shower wall. This was a brief orgasm since we had both already spent our cum inventory.
Ryu held me closely to his chest. I lay my head back on his shoulder. I could feel the throb of his cock inside me as it died from our animalistic lust. It eventually slipped out releasing the cum it had deposited inside me, which ran down my thighs to be washed away by the shower water. Fortunately, we don't have to worry about running out of hot water, since the hot water is from the hot springs.
We stepped out of the shower and dried ourselves on the luxurious cotton towels provided by the BC. We were both physically spent but sexually satisfied. I was tempted to ask Ryu to stay the night in my room, but I knew where that would lead and we had clients to please the next morning.
Ryu put on his yukata to cross the hall to his room. Nothing was said. We knew we didn't need to say anything. I closed the door behind him and went to bed. I fell asleep naked dreaming of my new neighbor.
I was awakened the next morning by the slowly increased volume of birds chirping. It was my notification that my client had arrived. I had to rush to get ready. I was still tired from my previous night's sex with Ryu. I'm sure he was having the same problem.
I shaved, brushed my teeth and put on dark blue kimono with cherry blossoms design. I headed to reception to meet my client. This morning it was another Japanese businessman with grey hair, about 5'4" tall, medium weight, dressed in a dark grey suit. I bowed to greet him and knelt to remove his shoes. He introduced himself as Mr. Watanabe.
I escorted him to my new room which I almost walked past out of habit. Inside he was seated on the floor cushion while I prepared tea. I was so tired, it was with effort that I performed my traditional geisha duty.
We had the usual "you are American" conversation and I'm pretty sure he requested me because word-of-mouth had spread that I was circumcised and made good happy ending. I put away the tea service and proceeded to undress Mr. Watanabe. I was happy to find that he wore western style boxer underwear. I was too tired to deal with a fundoshi this morning.
His uncut cock was hanging soft about three inches long over very low hanging balls. His groin was shaved smooth as was his ballsack. He stood naked as I turned my back to remove my kimono and drop it to the floor revealing my bubble butt. I slowly turned to face Mr. Watanabe. His face lit up as he stared at my soft, white, circumcised dick nestled in my trimmed, light brown pubic bush.
I could see the eagerness in his eyes as he reached out to take my dick in one hand. He studied the bulbous head of my unhooded dick as if he could not understand why there was no foreskin. It was obvious he had never seen a circumcised cock before.
He went onto his knees and leaned in and took the head of my dick in his mouth. I could feel his tongue as it explored my bulbous, pink glans which began to grow in response. He continued to grasp the shaft of my hardening dick as he bathed my dickhead with his tongue. I spread my legs to steady myself as he blew me.
I was relieved that my dick had responded after the over-activity I had forced on it last night. Mr. Watanabe had provided sufficient stimulation that my dick had reached its full six inch erectness in his mouth. He continued to just focus on my dickhead as he sucked and bathed it with his tongue.
I noticed he had never gotten an erection. This concerned me since geisha must ensure client experiences his happy ending. But, for now, Mr. Watanabe seemed to be happy blowing me. And, I had learned to let the client lead to what he wants.
I was getting close to having my own orgasm, and I saw no indication that Mr. Watanabe was getting aroused. His limp cock still lay on his thighs is if it were dead. I would try to fondle it, but I was standing and Mr. Watanabe was kneeling in front of me. There was no way I could reach his limp cock at present.
Mr. Watanabe was still focused on my dickhead with his tongue. I was getting ready to shoot a morning cumload (although I wasn't sure how much of a load it would be after last night.) into Mr. Watanabe's mouth.
My balls sucked up against my groin as I felt the first surge of my orgasm rising. I felt my warm, sweet seed explode against Mr. Watanabe's tongue. As soon as it did, his limp cock stood erect and he shot cum across the room. I had never seen cum shot that far before. Of course in my experience, a client's cumload either goes in my mouth or more often in my ass.
Mr. Watanabe continued to suck as I continued to cum, and his now hard fIve inches of uncut cock continued to shoot cum, not as far each time, but far enough that I would need to be diligent in finding it all to clean up before the next client.
Even after Mr. Watanabe's orgasm had ended and his cock had relaxed back onto his lap, he continued to suck my dick. He had long since received all the cum I had to give and yet he continued to bath my dickhead with his tongue.
After a long time of futile sucking, and my dick had gone soft in his mouth, Mr. Watanabe finally accepted that there was no more manseed within me. He raised his face from my groin and my limp dick fell out of his mouth and hung between my thighs. There was not even a drop of cum left to drip on the floor. He had cleaned me completely.
Mr. Watanabe looked up at me and smiled,"You make good happy ending, Billy San."
"Arigato, Watanabe San" I replied.
Mr. Watanabe stood indicating he was satisfied with my service and ready to leave. I got a warm cloth from the bathroom and wiped his cum from his thighs and foreskin. I also wiped his cum from where it had hit my shins as it shot between my legs. I helped him dress. I put on my kimono and escorted him back to reception where I knelt and put his shoes on his feet.
"Billy san makes excellent happy ending," Mr. Watanabe announced to the reception area, embarrassing me.
We bowed politely as we parted and Mr. Watanabe left the BC. I returned to my room to try to find where all of Mr. Watanabe's cum had landed so I could clean the tatami mats before my next client. I glanced at Ryu's door across the hall, but there was no sign of him. I'm sure he was busy with a client.
I found Watanabe cum as far as 12 feet from where he was kneeling. I basically wiped up cum in a straight line between my bathroom and the futon. I changed the sheets on the futon, although we never used it. I was somewhat grateful that he didn't fuck me since I was still a little sore from last night. I took a quick shower and lay down on the futon for a nap before my next client.
To be continued
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