The Blue Chrysanthemum - Chapter 22
I was going to take an afternoon off to go shopping. I needed a break. I had't been out of BC for quite awhile. I had rescheduled my afternoon appointment.
I slipped on a pair of blue jeans and discovered that I couldn't button the waist. I knew they were snug across my firm bubble butt when I pulled them on, but I have gained weight! I need to get some exercise! My life of leisure at BC has cost me my gymnast figure and some muscle tone.
I know that the local gyms have weights and running tracks and exercise machines, but I'm a gymnast. I want to use my gymnastic skills to keep my shape. So, I called my old coach at the high school and asked if I could use the school gymnastic equipment. He knew me and agreed to let me use the school equipment on Saturday evenings. I thanked him and made plans to be there this coming Saturday.
I still wanted to go shopping and needed larger blue jeans. I zipped them up as far as they would go. I pulled on a t-shirt and let it hang out over my butt to hide the lack of closure of my pants. I hoped that the zipper would stay up long enough for me to get some new pants.
Since moving into the BC, I wear kimonos with nothing under them to greet and escort clients. That is our geisha tradition. The rest of the time while I am in my room alone, I just hang out naked. I don't see any point in getting dressed between clients, unless I am having lunch with Asahi. And, I am used to going without underwear, so ever since moving into BC, I go commando.
I left the BC by the employee entrance through the kitchen. I took a city bus to the local shopping area. I found a store that sold the brand of blue jeans I wear; a brand that shows off my bubble butt.
I was browsing the shelves of pants looking for my size and style when I dropped a pair on the floor. When I bent over to pick them up, the zipper on my jeans slid all the way down. When I stood up my jeans had pulled down below my butt and I discovered that I had mooned the handsome male store clerk who was standing behind me. I was so embarrassed. I wasn't wearing underwear.
"Here, let me help you," he politely said.
"Thank you," I replied. "I'm sorry. I am so embarrassed."
"Don't worry," he assured me, smiling at me. "Would you like to try these on?"
"Well, yes, if it's all right," I responded.
He ushered me into a small, private dressing room and helped me lay out the pants I had picked out. I proceeded to remove my too-small jeans to try on the new ones. I hadn't noticed, but the handsome, young clerk was still behind me in the dressing room as I removed my jeans and bared my ass to him again.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," I quickly said. "I don't realize you were still in here."
"Don't worry," he assured me again, as he came forward and placed the palm of his hand on my muscular bubble butt cheek.
I tried to turn to face him, but he held me where I was as he stepped closer and pressed my butt into his groin. He now had both of his hands on my hips as he ground his groin against my bare bubble butt.
Any physical attention to my ass results in my own erection. My dick knows that when my ass is involved, there is going to be sex. My six inch, cut dick was standing out in from of me as he continued to grind himself against my naked ass.
The clerk was Japanese, about 5'9" tall with a slim build. He was 30ish with a handsome face and friendly smile. He was wearing a black suit with a black tie. He stepped back just enough to unfasten his suit pants and unzip them. Then his groin was back against my butt, only this time I could feel his hard cock pressing between my butt cheeks.
He spit on his hand and carried the spit to my anus where he smeared it around, poking at the entrance to my experienced hole. HIs finger pushed past my sphincter and found my pleasure button, which he massaged briefly. He removed his finger and spit again. This time to spit was applied to his cock which I had not seen yet.
I felt the head of his cock pushing against my rosebud anus and I relaxed and it slipped past my anal ring. He had a good sized cock, as I could feel the stretch as it pushed inside me. He slowly went to the depths of my hole until I felt the tickle of his pubes against my butt cheeks.
I arched my back, pushing my firm bubble butt toward him, giving him full access to my mancunt. He began to fuck me, slowly at first then building up speed. He was plowing my ass like he wasn't coming down this row again. I could feel his ballsack swinging between my legs and slapping against the back of my balls. His hands continued to hold my hips steadying me as he fucked.
Then with hard lunges into my ass, he began to cum. I could feel his warm manseed filling my colon with each thrust of his hard cock. Hard lunges, several times as he unloaded his cum into my breeding channel. With his final lunge, he reached around and grasped my hard, precum-leaking dick in his hand.
He stroked my dick and I shot a load of cum onto the wall and floor of the dressing room. He pulled his cock out of my ass. His cum ran out of my ass and down the inside of my thighs. He let go of my dick as he turned me to face him.
He pushed me down to my knees and offered me his cock to clean. I opened my mouth and accepted his softening cock, covered in his cum. Geishas know how to keep themselves clean and practice good hygiene, so there is never any chance of getting shit on a client's cock.
I took his bulbous cockhead between my lips as I slid his cum-covered cock to my throat. My tongue licked his sweet, salty cum as I sucked him clean. I finished with a swirl of my tongue around his brown, bulbous cockhead. When I let his cock fall from my mouth, I looked up into his eyes for approval.
"Don't worry," he said. "The jeans are on me."
He reached over with his finger and wiped up some of my cum, which was running down the wall, and carried it to his mouth. He smiled as he savored my sweet jism taste from his finger.
He left me to try on the jeans, which I did. The two pair I had brought into the dressing room fit fine. I left one pair on to wear, and took the other out to the clerk, along with the jeans I wore there. He politely wrapped my "purchases" with brown paper.
He handed the package to me and said, "No charge. Cum again," as he smiled knowingly at me.
I bowed politely and left the store. I needed to get back to BC because I still had cum leaking out of my ass.
To be continued.
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