ALL I EVER WANTED 17

THE MEGUMI STORIES
BY MEGUMI KATO AND FRIENDS

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

CHAPTER XVII

Two Debutantes

"Oh, Megumi!" she said again, when we were alone 
together, "it's been wonderful! But I'm so confused 
... I love drinking cum, I could _live_ on it, but now 
I love having it squirted onto my face and body too - 
what shall I do?" 

Her voice was high and strained, and there was 
something hysterical about her which I didn't like. 
The excitement had been too much for her, I thought. 
Suddenly she fell forward into my waiting arms. As I 
supported her our bodies squirmed against each other, 
sharing the cum her sexy beauty had coaxed from so 
many cocks. I kissed her, my lips and tongue soon 
coated too with the thick liquid covering her face. 
The familiar taste seemed strange without the hot lust 
of an erection filling and caressing my mouth. 

When at last she had recovered, we helped each other 
wash. It seemed a pity in a way to clean off all the 
spurts and blobs of cum which had splashed so 
excitingly over her pretty face and breasts during the 
past hour, and now hung there drying and glistening, 
but she was about to embark on a new experience and 
wanted to look fresh for it. Still the thrilling aroma 
of sex hung between us, as it had done in the main 
room, arousing me in ways I could not remember ever 
before having felt so intensely. 

For the moment however it was Sammy's evening, and my 
satisfaction would be in watching my pretty darling 
introduced to the experience she now longed for. I 
brushed her hair for her, and even fluffed up her 
golden cunt-hair, before bringing her back to the main 
room and handing her over to Bob, looking virginal and 
even a little shy in her sweet nudity. 

For a while they just sat together on a couch, her 
hands gently stroking his erect cock while he caressed 
her breasts with one hand, and with the fingers of the 
other stimulated the golden pussy now glinting wetly 
between her open legs. At last I and the others who 
had gathered to watch her initiation saw him whisper 
something to her: she smiled timidly at him and 
nodded. Quickly she knelt in front of him, her tongue 
covering his erection with copious saliva. Then she 
took up position on the couch, her arms and cheek 
resting on the raised, curved end while lower down, 
her knees tucked up under her, she presented her sweet 
bottom to its new lover. I moved round and squatted on 
the floor near her face, just in case she needed my 
support. On my insistence she was wearing her 
wristband with the white side showing. Otherwise, who 
knew what might have been done to her, lying there on 
the couch, shameless and irresistible? 

Now it was Bob's turn to suck, lick and kiss her. He 
began with her cunt, soothing her anxieties by giving 
her a familiar and unfrightening pleasure; then gently 
parted her buttocks and moved the tip of his tongue 
along her crack till he could probe into her arsehole. 
She gasped, and a tremor ran along her body, but she 
did nothing to stop him. He inserted the forefinger of 
one hand slowly into her wet pussy, making her moan 
with pleasure as he wriggled and twisted it. Then he 
withdrew the dripping finger and, without warning, let 
it take over from his tongue the stimulation of her 
anus. 

A different kind of moan broke from her as the finger 
pushed its way past her defences, rotating slightly as 
it tunnelled its way into her. Her hands clenched the 
top of the couch; and she lifted her face, gazing at 
me now with wide open eyes, but unseeingly. I was 
grateful to Bob for using her so gently, penetrating 
her first with a finger rather than forcing her 
deliciously presented arse straightaway with his cock 
as I was sure he must have wanted to do. But he was 
not prepared to wait much longer: keeping his finger 
deep inside her, he climbed carefully on top of her 
allowing the swollen head of his erection to tease her 
pussy as he did so. With his free hand he supported 
himself powerfully on the couch, his chest barely 
touching her back. Slowly he withdrew his finger, then 
quickly grabbed his own erection and guided it into 
Sammy's anus. She began to sob and moan at the top of 
her voice, wriggling and twisting her bottom - was she 
trying to escape his onslaught or pull his erection 
into her more deeply? I doubt if she really knew 
herself. I understood very well what she must be 
feeling, and my own arsehole began to twitch and gasp 
in sympathy with hers as I imagined the great sword of 
hard flesh piercing her, millimetre by millimetre, 
pushing the overwhelming wave of deep pleasure and 
sharp pain ahead of itself as it advanced into her. 

At last he was in, as deep as he could be. For a while 
they just lay there, Sammy gasping and imploring him 
to stay inside her for ever, Bob's free hand now 
twisting and pinching her erect nipples to give her 
another source of pleasure. Then he withdrew his cock 
a short distance, gently, checking that there was 
enough lubrication to allow him to move inside her 
tight sleeve with no risk of pulling her inside-out in 
his enthusiasm. Sammy whimpered a complaint at his 
betrayal. "Don't worry, darling, he's coming back 
in," I murmured to her, but I need not have bothered. 
As I said it, Bob slammed back into her, and began to 
fuck her arsehole vigorously. Now he too was 
incoherently shouting out his happiness and pleasure 
for everyone to hear, and the two lovers rose to a 
climax of delight in each other. 

I could see him trying to hold back, but her narrow 
virgin hole must have been an unbelievably stimulating 
joy to him, and I for one could not blame him for 
giving way so quickly to his desire for her. Sammy was 
coming too, and soon they collapsed onto the couch 
together: Bob thanking her and telling her how much he 
loved her, she imploring him in a high-pitched voice 
never to leave her. At last his erection shrank and 
slipped easily from her anus. Anxious not to hurt her 
with his weight, he rolled off the couch and knelt 
beside her, holding her lovingly as her breathing 
gradually returned to normal. She sat up, turned to 
face him, suddenly threw her arms around him and 
kissed him passionately, and only then consented to 
accompany me to the bathroom. 

"Oh, Megumi! Ohh!" was all she could say, and I was 
silent, knowing that she was in that state of grace 
which sometimes comes from a sexual experience too 
perfect to talk about. I left her in silence to fix it 
in her mind as an ideal to be aimed at again and again 
in future. 

When we returned to the main room, we discovered that 
a special event was in progress. One of the gentlemen 
members was making an announcement. 

"I think you know that a new girl member is waiting to 
make her debut," he said self-importantly. "In fact 
she should have made it an hour ago, but of course we 
didn't want to interrupt your enjoyment of the very 
beautiful sex act between our member Bob Williams and 
his lovely guest." He bowed in our direction and many 
heads turned towards us and smiled, acknowledging 
Sammy's performance. "Speaking for myself, I hope it 
will be possible for Bob's charming guest to present 
herself before long as a candidate for membership 
here. Or indeed Bob's charming guests, I should say, 
since I understand he has introduced two this 
evening." There was scattered applause. I looked to 
see how Sammy was taking this. She was still, I saw, 
lost in a world of her own, her eyes closed and a look 
of ecstasy on her face. "But when you arrived this 
evening, some of you may have noticed an exceptionally 
beautiful young lady on duty at the reception desk. 
That young lady, whose name is Shizue, makes her debut 
tonight as a member of the Paradise Club." 

Nearly all those present, men and girls alike, had 
gathered to one side of the big room, facing a double 
door which I had not previously noticed. Some were on 
chairs and couches, others sitting on the floor or 
standing at the back of the throng as we were. I could 
see Fujiko kneeling at the front, where she could 
support and encourage her protegee. For a moment the 
expectant silence was interrupted by a cry of "Oh, 
yes, _yes_! Deeper, deeper!" from a pair of lovers 
across the room, too preoccupied to pay attention to 
the ceremony: there was laughter and the couple were 
gently shushed. 

Suddenly the doors opened and Shizue entered. She was 
still in her uniform of transparent blouse and 
miniskirt: there was something strangely erotic about 
a girl wearing clothes, however sexy and revealing, 
among a crowd where all the girls and most of the men 
were nude. The background music increased in volume 
and rhythm, the lights came up on the area near where 
she had made her entrance and faded throughout the 
rest of the big room. She bowed low, the shiny silver 
material of her little skirt crackling and shimmering 
in the bright lights concentrated on her. 

"I want to tell you all," the man in charge continued, 
"that I was a member of the sub-committee which tested 
Shizue. It was a real pleasure, I assure you. She's 
not only beautiful, as you see, but is also a lovely 
little fuck." Shizue blushed prettily at the 
compliment. "I'm sure lots of you will want to take 
the opportunity of trying her out this evening." 

He turned towards her. There was apparently a ritual 
to be followed. 

"Are you ready, Shizue?" 

"Oh, _yes_ sir!" she said eagerly. 

"Shizue," he continued, "do you understand that once 
you have stripped for us this evening, you will never 
again be permitted to wear clothes in this room? Do 
you of your own free will give us your nakedness?" 

"Yes, sir," she said. "I understand, and I long to be 
naked for your pleasure and my own." 

The music became louder and more insistent, and she 
moved to its rhythm as she began to unbutton her 
blouse. She was too excited to spin it out and make a 
real striptease out of her performance. Soon she threw 
the open blouse back over her shoulders and let the 
garment flutter to the floor. Her hands stroked her 
firm young breasts, bringing the nipples to full 
erection, and offering herself without shame to her 
audience. In a way I was sorry to see her begin to 
remove her skirt: it was so beautifully short, 
offering - even when she stood up straight - a glimpse 
of the cute curves of her lower bottom and emphasising 
the perfect shape of her legs. But she was charmingly 
eager to unzip it, ease it over her hips and let it 
join the blouse, now for ever unwanted in this room. 

She danced for us, posing and showing herself off, 
keen that we should admire the little transparent 
g-string panties which were only pretending to hide 
her pussy and the springy curls of black hair between 
her legs. Instead of being held together by bows, the 
side-ties were joined, I now saw, by dainty little 
silver padlocks. The man in charge was holding 
something out to her. 

"Shizue," he said, "you know that, once you have 
chosen your first lover and given him these keys, that 
will be the last time you will be permitted to choose 
for yourself in this room. Thereafter you will be ours 
to use exactly as we wish. Do you freely give your 
body to us, the members of this Club?" 

"Oh, yes!" she said, "freely, for your pleasure and 
for my own." 

"Do you of your own free will accept the torments of 
the Inferno as well as the delights of Paradise?" 

"Yes! I am longing to experience them both." 

There was a rustle of excitement, the gentlemen 
members clearly looking forward to trying out this 
eager young recruit for the torture-chamber. Shizue, 
dreaming of the exquisite delights in store for her, 
could not stop her hands moving to caress her breasts 
and arse. 

"Take the keys then, and choose your first lover." 

"I take the keys," she said, "but I make no choice." 
There was a surprised murmur from the audience: this 
was clearly a departure from the established ritual. 
"I surrender the right to choose. I belong to whoever 
is the first to take me." 

She stood waiting, the keys dangling from her 
outstretched hand. Suddenly two men from different 
parts of the audience stood up, reacting more swiftly 
than the others, and joined her. At first it seemed 
that they might be about to argue over her, but they 
soon saw there was no reason why they should not take 
her together. They quickly unlocked the little panties 
from her hips, and there was applause as she briefly 
stood there, flaunting her complete nudity for the 
first time. Then she was on her knees, happily sucking 
one of the men while the other entered her cunt from 
behind. 

As her introducer had predicted, she was a popular 
girl that evening, taking her lovers in twos and 
threes - only a few men were old-fashioned enough, or 
greedy enough, to refuse to share and insisted on 
taking her on their own. Once all her holes had been 
thoroughly investigated, I saw him bend and whisper 
something in her ear, indicating two men who stood 
waiting for her. She nodded quickly, then held out her 
hands to them. They ran off towards the discreet door 
in the corner, her silver heels twinkling in the light 
as she vanished happily into her private Heaven. 

I wished I could follow her, but I had to look after 
Sammy. I glanced at her again, and was relieved to see 
that she had returned to normal: she had been watching 
the ecstatically fucking girl with her eyes sparkling 
and her mouth slightly open in her excitement. As Bob 
returned from his turn with Shizue, she held his arm 
tight. 

"Oh, the lucky girl!" she said. "And lucky you to be 
able to share it with her! How ... oh, please ... 
_how_ do I get to be a member of this Club?" 


[Next in Part 18: Chapter XVIII: Conversations] 


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