ALL I EVER WANTED 09

THE MEGUMI STORIES
BY MEGUMI KATO AND FRIENDS

VOLUME 02: ALL I EVER WANTED
BY MEGUMI KATO AND SAMANTHA WEST

CHAPTER IX

Sammy's Story Completed

"Well, the third boy she'd chosen knelt in front of 
her so that she could take his cock comfortably into 
her mouth. Then they started: oh, it was so exciting! 
She set the rhythm, moving backwards and forwards on 
her hands and knees, pushing her arse and cunt firmly 
onto the two cocks behind her, then making them pull a 
little way out as she pressed forward again. The cock 
in her mouth was enormous, and I couldn't understand 
how she was taking it all in. Then I suddenly saw the 
movements of her neck and a sort of lumpiness just 
below her adam's apple - and I realised she must have 
swallowed it deep into her throat. God, that was 
exciting! The very idea of doing that made me start to 
come. 

"The boys, all six of them, were making a tremendous 
noise, of course, which was just as well because I was 
groaning and writhing up in my loft with no thought of 
hiding any more. Even though she had fucked them all 
twice already they were good and ready to come again: 
first one, and another climaxed with great shouts of 
triumph, though the boy with his cock stuffed up her 
arse managed to last longer. She didn't stop. As soon 
as each of them had finished, one of the three still 
waiting pulled him out of her and took over. Most of 
them came back for a second helping. I tell you, 
Megumi, it was wonderful!" 

"I can imagine. Feel how wet you're making me." 

She felt my cunt for a moment. 

"Mm'mm, yes. Oh, what a sweet cunt you have, Megumi! 
So tight and so juicy. No wonder all the men want you. 
Oh, if only I was a man ..." 

She turned in my arms for a moment and kissed me. Then 
it was my turn to twist her onto her back, as we 
squirmed against each other, the harmony between us 
perfect except for one thing that was missing. I 
suddenly thought of the double dildo which Suzy had 
used to fuck me during the filming of the orgy scene: 
oh, with that, how I could have played the man's part 
in pleasuring my little darling! But as it was, our 
poor empty pussies could only weep together in 
frustration. At last I begged her to tell me more of 
lucky Fran and what she did with her six eager cocks. 

"Oh, darling Megumi, I'd never imagined a girl could 
have such a wonderful time with a group of boys. 
Anyway, when they'd all finished with her for the 
moment they sat around and drank and talked, while she 
just lay there, looking all dreamy, with their cum 
dribbling out of her holes. 

"One of them said, 'September's our last meeting. 
Whose turn is it to arrange the entertainment?' 

"Someone called out, 'Marcus is next.' 

"There were shouts of agreement, and Marcus promised 
to take it on. 

"'She'll have to be damn good if she's going to do 
better than Fran,' one of them said. Fran looked up at 
him and smiled, moving her hips slowly as if wanting 
to thank him for the compliment. But the others 
started shouting that they were hungry, and soon they 
had all rushed outside to get the barbecue going. For 
a while there was silence in the big room apart from 
Fran's deep sighs of satisfaction and my own rapid, 
excited breathing. Then, her eyes half shut and not 
looking anywhere in particular, Fran said: 

"'C'mon down here, honey. Want to talk to you.' 

"It never occurred to me to disobey her. Quickly I 
scrambled into my shorts and, dragging my top behind 
me, climbed down the ladder pulling bits of hay from 
my hair and body. 

"'You enjoy what you saw?' she asked. 

"'Oh, _yes_!' I said eagerly. 'It was lovely. You were 
wonderful. I admired you so much.' 

"She looked at me thoughtfully. I suddenly remembered 
I was naked above the waist and pulled on my t-shirt. 

"'Yes, I guess you're 'most ready for it,' she said. 
'But listen, hon, things are going to get a little out 
of control tonight, once they've had plenty to eat and 
drink - especially drink - and are ready for more. If 
they find you, they'll take you too.' 

"She must have seen from my face how thrilling I found 
that idea. 

"'Yes, I know, honey, but you're not ready for that 
yet. I can take it. I'm used to it and I love it. But 
first you need to find a boy to show you what to do. 
You know, with a bit of tenderness. _Then_ you'll be 
ready for party sex - if that's what you want.' 

"For a while I wanted to rebel. I was desperate to 
fill my holes as she had done. Then I thought, _all_ 
my holes? I wasn't so sure I was ready to have my arse 
fucked, for example. And while I longed to take a 
boy's cock into my mouth, how awful it would be if I 
disappointed him, and couldn't swallow it the way he 
expected. 

"'All right,' I said at last. 

"'That's a good girl. You get back home now before 
they catch you. Come and talk to me at the gas-station 
next week. If you can't find a boy to teach you how to 
screw, I'll get one for you.' 

"'Thanks,' I said. 

"'That's right. You're just beginning. Learn it 
properly and don't hurry.' 

"I hesitated. Then, all in a rush, I said: 'I thought 
you were wonderful. I want to do that too. Like you 
did. With lots of boys all at once.' 

"'All right, hon. If that's what you want to do, 
that's what you'll do. You'll find the way. But take 
it easy. Where's the fire?' 

"I was silent for a moment. Then I put my hand on the 
crotch of my shorts. 'In here,' I said. 

"Fran laughed. Then, 'Hurry up,' she said, 'they're 
coming back.' 

"I was out of the shack and on the path back home 
before they had time to spot me. I had lots to think 
about, and by the time I was home and had crept up to 
my room I had a plan. 

"The next day was Sunday, of course. Marcus's parents 
went to church, but my mother didn't, and had lots of 
things for me to do around the house. But I found time 
to be private and took a careful look at my pussy. It 
was swollen and puffy from what I had done to it the 
previous evening, and hurt and bled a bit when I 
pushed my fingers inside, but it wasn't bad. In any 
case my plan wasn't to start till the next day. 

"On the Monday my mother went off to work and Marcus's 
parents were out nearly all day. When I was sure we 
were alone together, I went to find Marcus. As I 
expected, he was sitting on the front porch thumbing 
through some copies of _Hustler_ which had been 
circulating among his group of friends. He didn't try 
to hide them, but he obviously didn't want me there 
either. 

"'Go away, Sammy,' he just said, 'I'm busy.' 

"I kicked my shoes off and stood there in front of 
him, barefoot and in just shorts and t-shirt, saying 
nothing. 

"'I said, go away. I don't want you here. Leave me in 
peace.' 

"I waited a little longer, then said, 'I saw what you 
did on Saturday night.' 

"Now he looked up. 'What?' he said, not yet quite 
realising what I meant. 

"'I saw what you did. You and your friends, with Fran. 
I was in the loft, watching.' 

"Now I had his attention. The magazine dropped out of 
his hands, and he stared at me, his face going white 
as he took it in. 

"'I saw everything. The way she sucked your ... 
things, the way you had her three at a time ... 
everything.' 

"There was a pause. 'My God, Sammy, you're not going 
to tell, are you?' 

"'Depends.' 

"'Sammy, they'd be furious. They might even stop me 
going to college. Please don't tell.' 

"I said nothing. 

"'What do you want not to tell?' 

"He was getting the idea fast. I decided to press my 
advantage quickly while he was still frightened of me. 

"'There's one thing.' 

"'What is it? I'll give you whatever you want.' 

"'I heard you all agree,' I said carefully, 'that it 
was your turn to find the girl for September.' He said 
nothing. I took a deep breath. 'I want to be her.' 

"That really shook him. 

"'Wha-a-at? But you can't! You're too young. You don't 
know _what_ we do to the girl. You've no idea ...' 

"'I do know. I saw everything you all did to Fran. I 
want you to do it to me. All of it.' 

"'But you've never ... have you? You don't know what 
to do ...' 

"'Teach me,' I said. 

"'But ... I can't ... you're my cousin ... And suppose 
your mother ...' 

"I crossed my arms round my waist and took hold of the 
hem of my t-shirt. I slowly pulled it over my head and 
dropped it on the floor. Then I unzipped the front of 
my shorts, let them fall and kicked them aside. I was 
wearing nothing else, of course. I teased my nipples 
erect; then slid my hands slowly down my body till I 
was gently stroking my pussy. Finally I put my hands 
behind my head and made a complete turn, just as Fran 
had done, very slowly so that he could examine my 
naked body from every angle. 

"'Teach me,' I said again. 'I want to know 
_everything_ that a boy can do to a girl. Then I want 
you and your friends to do _everything_ to me at your 
next meeting. _All_ of it. All the things you did to 
Fran, and things you didn't as well. You've got five 
weeks to teach me. Start now. Otherwise there won't 
_be_ a next meeting.' 

"I began to stroke my pussy again. I could see that my 
nudity, and my shameless request, were having a 
powerful effect on him. He was breathing heavily and 
there was an attractive bulge in the front of his 
jeans. He wasn't thinking any more about the risk of 
my telling his parents what he and his friends got up 
to. The only thing on his mind now was lust for me. I 
wasn't very experienced in these matters then, but I 
could feel it. It was like a strange perfume in the 
air, exciting me in ways I'd never really felt before. 
Nowadays, of course, I can smell out male lust easily. 
When I'm with a group of people I can tell at once who 
wants me; and even if I don't do anything about it it 
gives me a lovely, warm feeling. Of course boys had 
been wanting me for some while already, but this was 
the first time I found myself appreciating it, and 
enjoying the power that it gave me over them. 

"Marcus suddenly stood up. He pulled off his clothes 
quickly, and I saw his erection stand out fully now 
his jeans were no longer holding it back. Then he sat 
down again, stretching his legs out in front of him. 

"'Come here,' he said. 'Kneel down between my legs. 
That's right. Now take my cock in your hands and rub 
it gently up and down. Slower. Oh, yes, that's good. 
Not so rough: slide your hands up and down, don't pull 
the skin. Oh, that's beautiful, Sammy - are you sure 
you've never done this before?' 

"I smiled up at him happily, delighted to be praised. 
For the first time I was experiencing the wonderful 
feel of a man's cock, the hard rod with its soft 
velvet covering and strange bumps and veins, as I 
frigged him with growing skill. A little bubble formed 
at the hole and soon Marcus had to beg me to stop: he 
was getting dangerously close to a climax. 

"When he had pulled himself back from the brink, he 
said, 'Now try with your mouth.' 

"Watching Fran take the boys' cocks deep into her 
throat had thrilled me almost more than anything else 
the other evening, and it was a technique I was keen 
to learn. I leant my hands on his naked thighs and 
began. At first I found it difficult: Marcus's cock 
was quite a mouthful for me and my jaw soon began to 
ache. But gradually I learnt how to relax and let my 
lips do the work of stimulating him. I could take him 
only a little way into me: the head of his cock 
bounced against the back of my throat, making me gag, 
and I hadn't yet learnt the trick of relaxing my 
throat muscles and drawing him deep into me as Fran 
had done. 

"'Use your tongue, too, Sammy,' Marcus was saying. 'On 
the underneath especially. Oh, God, Sammy, yes - 
that's _wonderful_ - God, you're marvellous ..." 

"Suddenly I felt his hand seize the back of my head 
and force my mouth higher up the shaft of his cock 
than I had managed so far by myself. The head pressed 
hard against my throat and I felt the beginning of a 
choking fit. Marcus felt it too and released the 
pressure of his hand. Gratefully I began to move my 
lips firmly up and down the part of his shaft I could 
reach, while flicking my tongue around the underside 
as he had instructed me. He was now groaning and 
writhing in his chair, obviously too close to his 
orgasm to think about teaching me how to do better. I 
could feel his cock thickening in my mouth and all at 
once spurts of cum flooded into me. Of course it was 
the first time I had tasted it: it was strange, and 
somehow rather nice, but I wasn't sure if I really 
liked it. When I think of the gallons of the stuff 
I've swallowed since then, it seems funny that there 
was ever a time when I wasn't sure whether I liked it! 

"Of course I was absolutely delighted to have 
succeeded so well on my first attempt, and Marcus was 
hugging me to him and telling me how much I had 
pleased him. 

"'Next I'll fuck your cunt,' he said, 'and we'll see 
how you like that. But you'll have to wait a bit till 
I can manage it again. You've really drained me.' I 
smiled up at him. He suddenly thought of something. 
'If we're going to do this a lot, we'd better not do 
it in the house too often. We're bound to get caught. 
Is there somewhere outside we can go and be private?' 

"'Of course there is!' I said, jumping up and quickly 
putting on my shoes. I left my clothes lying where 
they were. 'I know all the best places in these woods. 
Let me show you!' 

"So for the first time in my life I ran naked through 
the woods with a lover by my side. Of course there was 
no one except Marcus to see me; but already I had that 
lovely shivery feeling telling me what a thrill it 
would be if other boys were watching. 

"Well, you can guess, Megumi, that those five weeks 
were the most remarkable in my life that far. The 
weather was beautiful, and whenever I could get free 
from my work around the house I was off in the woods 
with Marcus. I showed him some of my secret places, 
and we spent hours there, naked together in the open 
air, practising every kind of fucking there is. Our 
parents couldn't help noticing how friendly we had 
suddenly become, and my mother kept giving me little 
meaningful smiles, which I hated, and letting me off 
the housework so I had more time to be with him, which 
was fine. Marcus's parents looked rather sour about 
it: they didn't want their spoilt only son entangled 
by a mixed-race illegitimate cousin! I think they 
hoped he was just taking advantage of me and would 
forget me as soon as he went off East to his college. 
In fact of course they were closer to the truth than 
my mother - though I reckon _I_ was taking advantage 
of _him_ rather than the other way round. Anyway, I 
never really _liked_ Marcus, except as a convenient 
sex object. He was tireless in his screwing and, 
having once got started on his course of instruction, 
was determined to mould me into the most accomplished 
little fuck there had ever been. I was grateful to him 
for that - I still am - but I never saw him as someone 
I wanted to spend time with when we weren't fucking 
each other. Of course, I was determined not to let him 
down. I wanted him to be really proud of me when he 
handed me over to his friends to fuck. You see, I was 
already developing the instincts of a professional sex 
performer! 

"I had one terrible disappointment: for all our 
efforts together I could never get my arse muscles to 
open up so that I could learn to take a man there. 
Marcus's cock was huge, of course, but that wasn't the 
reason. My silly rosebud wouldn't open even for a 
finger. I wept tears of frustration at this. The 
thought of being presented to the six lovers, 
expecting me in a few weeks, while I was still 
incomplete as a sexually awakened woman was just 
dreadful. But in the end Marcus said I was getting to 
be so good at everything else that it didn't matter: 
he'd tell the boys to leave my arse alone, and would 
promise them they could make up for it by doing 
absolutely anything they liked in my cunt and mouth. 

"Ah, my mouth! If it's _possible_ to imagine anything 
more glorious than having your cunt fucked, for me the 
real wonder of wonders is sucking a man's cock and 
being fucked in my face in return. I got to know every 
millimetre of Marcus's cock: every vein, every little 
bump, all the strange crevices. And I was in love with 
it. I couldn't get enough of it: soon I was the 
insatiable one, and he had to beg me to leave him 
alone sometimes. I adored the taste of his cum, and 
that wonderful moment when your lips can feel it 
beginning to shoot down the shaft, and know that in a 
second your tongue is going to be bathed in spurts of 
that lovely, salty, creamy, raw-egg taste ... Oh 
Megumi, darling, isn't it sublime?" 

"Mm'mm," I said sleepily. 

"It makes me so _proud_. I mean, I make it happen. And 
when it happens, it's all _mine_ to do what I like 
with - to drink, to smear on my breasts, to lick off 
my fingers! Oh, it's so beautiful!" 

"Yes, it is," I said. "Get on to what happened at the 
next meeting." 

"Fran took an interest in my progress, of course, and 
we had some chats together when I took the truck to 
the gas-station. I told her about the difficulties I 
was having learning how to accept a man's cock up my 
arse. She said I wasn't to worry about it, that it 
would come right when I was ready for it. I had enough 
to offer the boys for the moment anyway, she said. And 
she gave me tips on how to open up my throat so that a 
cock could slip deep into my mouth. She said you 
mustn't think of it as something long and thick 
pushing its way into you: you just had to relax, take 
a little breath, lower your tongue and swallow the 
head, which is soft and nice anyway, and then the rest 
is easy. She was right, of course. 

"Well, finally the last Saturday in September came. We 
- Marcus and I - had stopped having sex together a few 
days before: he said he had nothing more to teach me, 
and wanted us both to get up an appetite. I felt my 
appetite would be enormous whatever I did beforehand, 
but I had learnt how limited men are in the amount of 
fucking they can do at one time, so I didn't argue 
with him. For my final lesson he and I looked at the 
gorgeous girls in his copies of _Hustler_ together and 
chose some of the sexiest and most titillating poses; 
and then I practised showing myself off the way they 
did. Oh, I wanted so much to be like them! I was 
already looking forward to the effect I would have 
when I showed myself off like that. 

"You can imagine how tense and excited I was as Marcus 
drove me to the shack. We were to arrive a bit after 
the others, of course: they were responsible for 
getting the place ready. I was naked but covered in a 
black cloth, as Fran had been; I had some ordinary 
clothes in the back of the truck to wear when I went 
home. Marcus parked the truck and went inside, while I 
waited just outside the door till they were ready for 
me. I could hear the excited shouts of the boys 
preparing for the last meeting of the group: they were 
obviously determined it was going to be a good one. So 
was I. 

"'Listen, guys,' I heard him say, 'you're going to 
thank me for this. Have I got a girl for you tonight! 
She's new, and she's hot!' There was a cheer from the 
others. 'But there's just one rule, so listen up well. 
No arse-fucking with her tonight.' This time there was 
a groan. 'Keeping it for yourself, are you, Marcus?' 
shouted someone, amid derisive cat-calls. 'Guys, when 
you find out what she can do with her mouth and her 
cunt, you won't miss it. But this is serious. Anyone 
who has to fuck an arse tonight can fuck his buddy's 
if he likes, but not hers.' 

"There were still a few grumbles but the group settled 
down. Marcus walked over to the door, and flung it 
open. 'Right, guys, here she is! Get a look of this!' 

"I had decided to change the routine a bit: I had 
already dropped my black covering outside the door and 
ran in naked, then posed nude for them on the pile of 
mats. There was dead silence as I turned slowly, 
changing position from time to time, displaying myself 
for their inspection as the lovely _Hustler_ girls 
did. Then someone said, 'God, that's little Sammy!' 
Someone else called out, 'Hasn't she cleaned up 
well!' There was general laughter, breaking the 
awestruck spell which greets a naked girl when she 
first presents herself to the men she is going to 
invite to fuck her. _You_ know, Megumi - you've been 
nude for an audience far more than I have: like when 
you take everything off at that strip-club you 
promised to introduce me to." 

"Mm'mm," I said sleepily. 

"The way Fran had started her sex session - 'Working 
the Clock' the boys called it, lying on her stomach 
and taking a pair of boys at a time as if she were the 
hands of the clock and they the digits - was an old 
tradition of the group, but I had agreed with Marcus 
that I didn't have to follow it. I thought I would 
enjoy the sex much more if I concentrated on one boy 
at a time. So instead of crouching across the mats I 
knelt in the middle: thighs apart, heels tucked under 
me, my body upright. I signalled to the first boy to 
come and take position in front of me. As I reached 
for his beautiful erection and began to frig him, I 
asked, 'What's your name?' 

"Considering that this was my initiation into group 
oral sex, which has been my passion ever since, I wish 
I could remember the name of the boy who owned the 
first cock I ever sucked in public. But I can't. What 
I do remember is the wonderful surprise I got when I 
took him into my mouth. As I told you, I knew Marcus's 
cock intimately, but this boy's was quite different. I 
suppose it had occurred to me that all cocks were 
probably individual in minor ways, but nothing had 
prepared me for how different they could be. And I 
discovered something even more wonderful when, quite 
soon, he reached his climax and filled my mouth with 
big spurts of creamy cum: it tasted different from 
Marcus's! 

"So then of course I was in a frenzy to discover _how_ 
different each man's cum could taste. I sucked all six 
of them, one after the other, without stopping - 
keeping Marcus till last as a sort of reference point. 
And, yes, they _were_ all different. I wanted to work 
through them all again, but the boy at the front of 
the queue was desperate to try my cunt. So I lay on my 
back and they flooded me with their cum as I came and 
came and begged for more. 

"After that they took a break for beer and food from 
the barbecue outside, while I lay on the floor 
recovering from the stream of orgasms I had been 
granted throughout the past hour. As I came to myself 
again, I thought about the wonderful discovery I had 
made. By the time the boys were once more ready for 
sex, I had invented a game for us to play. I invited 
them to blindfold me, and then enter my mouth in any 
order they liked. After I had explored each boy's cock 
with my lips and tongue, and had tasted his cum, I had 
to guess his name. I got four out of six right - 
including Marcus, of course - and then invited the two 
winners to claim any prize they liked. Of course that 
was a bit silly because they could have done anything 
to me they wanted without having to win a competition 
first! But they didn't mind, and told me to lie on my 
back. Then they entered my mouth and cunt, swapping 
over from time to time. Because my cunt was still 
soaking wet from having earlier been drenched by all 
six of them in turn, when they switched round like 
that I got to taste a cocktail of their cum and my own 
juice, which was wonderfully exciting. 

"At last the party broke up. The boys said good-bye, 
promising to keep in touch and tell each other about 
the girls they would have at their different colleges. 
One or two still had the strength to give me a 
farewell fuck; the others just took a final feel of my 
breasts and arse. Then I was alone in the truck with 
Marcus, being driven slowly home. He told me how 
pleased he was with my performance, then fell silent. 

"After a while, I said: 'Why don't we stop along here 
somewhere and screw? It'd be so nice, just the two of 
us.' 

"So before we finally went home, we lay together again 
under the stars while I gave the boy who had taught me 
everything I knew the best orgasm I could manage. As I 
leant over him, his beautiful cock stuffed deep down 
my throat and my tongue flickering over its shaft, I 
thanked him silently for having so completely changed 
my life." 


[Next in Part 10: Chapter X: Starting a New Life Together]


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