The Blue Chrysanthemum - Chapter 8
I went to work at the BC after school and spent all of the evening in the kitchen and bussing dishes from geisha rooms. I stopped by Asahi's room and asked a favor.
"I have a friend at school I would like to bring here," I asked Asahi.
"Why would you want to bring a boy to the BC?" asked Asahi. "You know what we do here. Do you think he wants a geisha?"
"I think he wants me," I replied and I explained what had happened in the shower. "If we do anything together, we don't have anywhere to go. We can't do anything at school. I thought we might come here to see what happens."
"When do you want to bring him here?" asked Asahi.
"When may we use your room?" I asked in return.
"I have set aside some time for myself in two days. You may use my room for a little while then," replied Asahi.
"Arigato, Asahi," I replied. "I will bring Yuto in two days and we will see what happens."
The next day after gymnastics, I was in the shower and Yuto joined me.
"Your floor exercise is getting very good," Yuto said as he stood beside me and began soaping his body.
"Arigato, and your parallel bars routine is coming along," I replied.
I turned my back to Yuto and he began soaping my back as I somewhat expected. Nothing was said. I washed my front and Yuto washed my back. After awhile I turned to face Yuto and he turned his back to me and I soaped his back. We had accepted washing each other's backs. Apparently none of the other gymnasts thought anything of it.
"Tomorrow, after gymnastics practice, would you like to go with me to my work?, I asked Yuto.
Yuto smiled back at me. "Where do you work?"
"I work in the kitchen at the Blue Chrysanthemum," I answered.
"Why would I want to watch you work in the kitchen?" he asked.
"I thought we might have some time to get to know each other," I replied.
"How would we get to know each other while you are working in the kitchen?" he asked.
"I will have some time that we can be alone," I answered smiling, hoping he got what I meant.
Yuto smiled He seemed to understand and like the idea of being along together.
"Yes, I think I would like to go to your work," Yuto said.
He turned to face me and reached out and cupped my balls. This time I put my hand on his and squeezed it gently before it moving away. We smiled at each other knowing we had a secret.
We finished our shower, dried ourselves, dressed and left the school. I ran my hand across Yuto's shoulders as we parted, and I went to work.
At the BC, I received a message from Asahi that he wanted my assistance that evening. I went to his room where he informed me he had a surprise for me.
"Do you remember the American client I had shortly after you started helping me," said Asahi.
"Yes, I remember him," I replied. "He was very nice looking and a nice man."
"He will be here this evening and asked it you could join him," Asahi told me. "Would you like that?"
"Yes, I would," I replied.
"I will let you have him all to yourself," said Asahi. "This will be good experience for you to be geisha by yourself. I will be here, but I will not participate."
"Are you sure you want me to take care of the client by myself?" I asked.
"Yes, this client specifically asked for you. This is a good opportunity, and I think a safe one," said Asahi. "Let us get you prepared."
Asahi laid out a cobalt blue kimono with black herons on it while I undressed. He applied a very subtle touch of Japanese cologne at the base of my spine. I put on the kimono and Asahi tied the sash around me.
"I know you will do very well with this client," said Asahi. "I will sit quietly in the corner and observe."
Just then, Asahi was notified that his client had arrived. He had me accompany him to reception to meet the American. I had never received a client at reception, so this was a new learning experience. Several geishas and their clients noticed me as I walked with Asahi to reception in my geisha kimono. No one had ever seen a blond, blue-eyed American geisha at the BC.
We greeted the American client with a bow, which is traditional greeting in Japan. The American smiled broadly with his big dimples when he saw me with Asahi and returned the bow. I returned his smile. I was happy to see him also. Asahi helped the client remove his shoes which are stored securely at reception while the client is in the BC. Then we walked the client back to Asahi's room. I walked beside the client and Asahi followed us.
When we got back to the room, I ushered the client to the low table and had him seated on a floor cushion. Asahi took a seat on a cushion in the corner of the room. He would watch to assure I performed my geisha duties as required and expected. I prepared tea.
"What is your name?" asked the American.
"I'm Billy," I replied as I ground the tea leaves in a small bowl with a bamboo stirrer.
"My name's Jeff," said the American.
"I'm glad to know you," I replied as I added boiling water to the ground tea leaves.
"I remember you from when I was here last time," Jeff said. "Do you remember me?"
"I do remember you," I replied. "I had not been working here long then."
"I am happy you are still here and available to see me today," Jeff said.
"I am happy that I am still here also, and that you requested my company," I replied, as I poured Jeff a cup of tea and handed it to him. I poured myself a cup and sat in front of him.
"What would you like to do with me today?" asked Jeff.
"You are the client. It is your request as to what you want to do with the geisha," I informed him. "It is my job to see that you are pleased with my service and that you experience happy ending in the way you desire."
"I'm sure I will be pleased, Billy, especially since you are here," said Jeff. "And I look forward to us both having a happy ending." He smiled showing me his big dimples.
We finished our tea and I stood and removed the tea service to the cabinet along the wall. When I returned, Jeff was standing. I proceeded to unbutton and remove his shirt. Jeff stood politely still while I performed my geisha duty of undressing the client. He was wearing an undershirt which I pulled up and over his arms and head. I could smell his body odor or cologne which was pleasant.
I laid his clothes neatly on the cabinet at the side. As I unbuckled his belt I noticed he was watching me, smiling. I smiled back as I unfastened his navy dress pants, unzipped them and slid them down his legs to the floor. Jeff stepped out of the pants and I neatly folded them and placed them on the cabinet.
I could tell that Jeff already had an erection in his red plaid boxer shorts when I returned to remove them. I looked into his eyes and knelt in front of him as I slipped my thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and pushed them down over his firm butt and down his legs. His cock popped upright in my face when I freed it from his boxers. There was a drop of precum at his piss hole. I left it there for the time being. There would be plenty more to come.
I placed Jeff's boxers with his other clothing and returned to him. He reached out and untied my kimono sash and pushed my kimono back off of my shoulders. I let it fall down off of my arms. Jeff caught the kimono and handed it to me. I took the kimono and turned and walked back to the wall where I neatly folded it and laid it on the cabinet. I picked up the small bottle of scented oil to take back to the table.
I turned back to Jeff and he was smiling. He had been admiring my bare bubble butt as I walked away from him. I crossed back to Jeff and ushered him to the futon. He knelt on the futon. I knelt beside him.
Jeff pulled me against his firm, muscular body and gently kissed me on my lips. I opened my mouth slightly and accepted his kiss. Jeff tasted of peppermint. I remembered this from the first time.
He ran his hands up and down my back and squeezed my firm, smooth, bubble butt cheeks as his tongue explored my mouth. My arms were around his torso, holding him firmly as I allowed him to explore my body.
My dick was rising between us and leaking precum. I reached with my right hand and felt his cock between us, while my left hand held his right butt cheek. His butt was firm and solid, just as I remembered it. His cock was throbbing in my hand and I could feel precum leaking from it.
Jeff broke our kiss and laid me on my back on the futon. Kneeling beside me, he began kissing my face, and then my neck. He moved his kisses down my body. He sucked on my nipples, one by one. My dick was throbbing and leaking more precum. He then moved his kisses down my body, across my six-pack abs to my groin.
Jeff's hands had followed his face as he knelt over me. Both of his hands were on my firm, bubble butt cheeks as he moved his face across my hard, precum-leaking dick. My arms lay at my sides as I allowed to Jeff to explore my body. I was his for his enjoyment. He took my dick between his lips. His tongue teased my piss hole and lapped up my precum causing more precum.
As Jeff worshipped my dick, he moved one of his hands to cup my smooth, hairless ballsack, and one finger moved across my perineum toward my asshole. His mouth had moved forward and taken my entire dick in his mouth as his sucked and massaged my dick with his tongue. I remember this was what he did with me the first time.
His finger touched the pink, wrinkled entrance to my anus. I relaxed my sphincter. I wanted his finger inside me. I spread my legs allowing Jeff access to my boy hole. He took the hint. He removed his finger from the entrance to my asshole and placed it his mouth, replacing my hard, leaking dick briefly. He moved the wet finger back to my waiting hole and gently pushed it inside me. Jeff's mouth went back to sucking my dick.
My ass was still sore from my encounter with the German a few days earlier. It took some effort on my part to not show my discomfort of Jeff's finger in my ass. I knew I wanted his cock in my ass and it might hurt even more, but I knew the pleasure would outweigh the pain.
Jeff worked his wet finger in and out of my asshole. My sore hole felt as if it were hungry and wanted to be filled with his finger and definitely his cock. The muscles inside my hole were grasping at Jeff's finger, trying to suck it far inside me to satisfy the need my body had to be filled.
Jeff released my precum dripping dick from between his lips and leaned over my face and kissed me deeply. I opened my mouth to receive his tongue and sucked hard on it. I brought my arms up from my sides and wrapped them around his body, embracing him. As I sucked on Jeff's tongue I raised my hips trying to get more of his finger inside me. It hurt but I wanted it.
Jeff broke our kiss and removed his finger from my anxious hole. He moved his body to between my widespread legs as he took my ankles and raised them high, lifting my butt off of the futon. He looked at me and smiled his warm, friendly smile. I smiled back, giving him approval to continue.
He placed my legs on his shoulders and moved his hands to my knees. From there, he lifted my ass up in front of his face. He looked into my eyes as he leaned into my ass and I felt his tongue pushing against the entrance to my hole. I relaxed my sphincter and his tongue pushed inside me. I remember the feeling of Jeff doing this when he was with us before and it caused more precum from my hard dick.
I lay there still while he worked his tongue in my ass. His tongue seemed to soothe the soreness in my hole. I loved the feeling of Jeff's tongue in my ass, but I needed more.
After some time, he removed his face from my ass. Jeff reached for the bottle of oil on the table. He poured some of the oil on his hand and massaged it onto his swollen cock. He moved his arms up so my knees were resting on his elbows.Then I felt the pressure of his cock head against my hungry hole as he pushed forward. I felt some pain as his cock forced its way inside me, past the ring of my sphincter. Jeff's was the biggest cock I had ever experienced inside me, and even though my ass was sore, I knew I wanted it again.
I breathed deeply as the Jeff's cock pushed slowly forward until I felt the tickle of his pubic bush against my butt. He looked into my eyes as if asking my permission to continue. I smiled back as I pushed my ass firmly up against him. The pain was there, but there was also the pleasure of having my ass filled with man cock. I wiggled my butt around a little to ensure Jeff was as deep inside me as he could be and to encourage him to proceed with making us both have happy ending.
Jeff slowly began moving his hips, his cock hardly moving inside me. He gradually lengthened his stroke, still moving slowly. After some time, his stroke was moving from my deepest depth to barely inside my ass, each time moving over the pleasure button inside my ass. He continued this stroke length as he gradually moved faster. Soon, he was pounding my ass with his long, fast fucking rhythm.
Jeff was the only client who had ever fucked me like that and I loved it. As before, I didn't want it to end. My dick was leaking precum onto my hard abs and it was running down onto my well-developed pecs. My prostate pleasure button was getting massaged with every in and out stroke of his hard cock. Jeff was breathing hard and his eyes were shut as he fucked my ass.
Jeff's repeated massaging of my prostate by his hard, cut cock in my ass suddenly caused my dick to began to shoot my cum load. It shot a wad that hit me in the face, covering my right eye. Then it shot another load onto my smooth pecs. Then another onto my stomach. Then three more. With each load, my sore ass squeezed the client's hard cock as he was pumping cum into my ass. I could feel his cock throb each time it unloaded warm cum inside me, until after several loads, he collapsed on top of me. He was still breathing hard as he lay with his head on my cum-covered chest.
I was in a state of extreme happy ending. I lay there enjoying the pleasure I had experienced, hoping it would not end. Jeff's cum seemed to sooth the soreness of my insides.
After a few minutes Jeff regained his breath and looked into my eyes smiling, saying, "Thank you for a very happy ending."
"Thank you, also, for a very happy ending." I replied, smiling back at him.
Jeff's cock was still inside my ass and I wanted it to stay there as long as possible. I tried to not to move to keep it from slipping out. I think he was enjoying staying inside me too since he remained still on top of me.
"I will be in town three more days," Jeff said. "May I see you again?"
"I would like that very much," I replied, just as his soft American cock slipped out of my ass. "You must make arrangements with Asahi since this is his room and I work for him."
Jeff rolled off of me onto the futon beside me. He lay there smiling at me for awhile. I lay there beside him for a few minutes, savoring what I had just experienced, before rising from the futon and going to get warm cloths to clean ourselves.
I wiped cum from Jeff's soft, beautiful cock. I wiped cum from his dark brown pubic bush and from his heavy ballsack. I wiped my own cum from Jeff's chest and stomach where he had lain on top of me. I used a separate cloth to clean my own cum from my pecs , my abs, my light brown pubic bush and my soft penis and Jeff's cum from my sore asshole. There was a drop of cum still on my piss hole which I wiped away.
I went to the cabinet and got my kimono and put it own and tied the sash around my waist. Then I took Jeff's clothes to him. I helped Jeff rise from the futon and helped him dress. When Jeff was dressed, Asahi came forward to walk with us back to reception.
"Billy tells me I must get your approval to see him again while I am here," Jeff told Asahi. "I will be here for three more days. May I see him every day I am here?"
Asahi smiled and assured Jeff, "Yes, I will make his time available for you, Jeff San."
With that arrangement having been made, We escorted Jeff back down the hall to reception. I retrieved his shoes and socks and knelt and helped him put them on. When his shoes were on and neatly tied, I stood and bowed. Jeff returned the bow and smiled at me and left the BC.
When Asahi and I returned to his room and I was putting on my work clothes, he said, "You did a very good job with Jeff San. You did everything properly as geisha should. You are going to make a good geisha. And, I think you like Jeff San."
"I do like him," I replied. "I will enjoy spending time with him for the next three days."
"You are still young but you must know, a geisha cannot fall in love," warned Asahi. "You had bad experience with the German client. That is one thing geisha must deal with, but also geisha cannot fall in love with client. A geisha is to provide entertainment and pleasurable experience to clients. We must be everything to everyone. We must be father, son, brother, and lover, but we must be unattainable for personal relationships. Clients must desire to have us but never be able to possess us."
"You will meet many clients that you like. Some you may see one time and never again. Others may come to you on a regular basis. They will bring you gifts and make you know you are special to them. Although they may be in love with you, you cannot be in love with them."
" You must understand that to be a geisha, you may never have your own happiness. You must choose a life of sexual pleasure and service to others over personal happiness. You are enjoying your new found experience of sex. It is like a drug of which you can never get enough. But some day you may find someone you want to spend your life with. They may not want someone who has been with many other men. It is hard decision, but you must make it."
I had not thought of that, but for now, I am not a geisha. I am just learning. I don't have to decide yet.
"Thank you for explaining that to me. I had not thought of that," I said.
"Also," said Asahi, "Your friend Yuto is coming tomorrow. Will you be able to satisfy Jeff San if you have happy ending with Yuto?"
"I'm sure I will," I replied. "I know Jeff will fuck me until he cums. I will be sure he will have happy ending. I don't have to have happy ending, but we will see what happens. And maybe nothing will happen with Yuto."
"You must come with Yuto right after school so you have time to be ready for Jeff San," reminded Asahi.
"I will," I answered. "Arigato, Asahi. I will see you tomorrow." and I returned to the kitchen.
To be continued.
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