2 comments/ 23716 views/ 9 favorites A Simple Japanese Inn By: WillingWolf Chapter 1 My name is Peter Edwardes and this is the story of an amazing weekend I had in Tokyo. I had been working in Tokyo then for about five years. I had come over to see an Exhibition and just stayed on, originally working as a language teacher but in the last couple of years I had set up a small business, mainly in the name of a local colleague named Showie. Well actually Shoichi Hadazo but Showie is what everyone calls him. I had started the part-time importing of foodstuffs for expatriates that the shops rarely stocked. I started with a dozen jars of mustard and then the same of pickle and then of tea. Silly really. Nobody needs those sort of goods when local versions are completely adequate but there is still an ex-pat demand. When I needed larger supplies to put in shops rather than deliver personally I needed a local name, a delivery-in base and help with the accounts and local taxations. Showie supplied all this for 70% of the profits. I just placed the goods in the shops or continued to deliver direct where appropriate. We had moved up from just British goods to American, French and even some German sausage and sauerkraut. We were doing okay. One of our problems in spreading our distribution base fairly widely was that we had a few little shops that somehow never got round to paying us. We gave them 30 days but then I would go round and demand the money or try and take the goods off the shelves if they hadn't sold. One way and another, this was a bit of a pain. Eventually with three or four really bad payers we decided to go to a debt recovery agent who would pay us a small percentage immediately and up to fifty percent of the value if they reclaimed the money themselves. And that's how I managed to find myself on Tokyo station on a Friday at around four o'clock meeting Yuki Honda. We had met a couple of times before, strictly on business. He was one of their senior collectors, our contact at the company. We had got on rather well I thought. I had joked about whether he was a member of the Car dynasty to which he looked a little bemused until I explained. It transpired that Honda is really one of the commonest Japanese surnames. On behalf of his company Yuki had invited Showie to a customer's weekend down near Shimoda, a coastal resort just outside of Tokyo, just to a simple Japanese Inn. Showie was unable to go and asked whether he could send his senior partner, me. He told me that I would enjoy it and to make sure to take my golf clubs along. So there I was, at Tokyo central Station, golf clubs and a bag of casual weekend clothes, standing under the clock looking for a small dark haired guy with glasses similarly equipped. Things went like clockwork, as they always do in Japan, and before I knew what was happening I was seated on a bullet train with Yuki heading for the coast. We had a beer or three, well I did, Yuki didn't drink a lot and we talked mainly about golf. What the local course was like, handicaps, what sort of competition we would play? How many people were in the group? Idle chatter. It seemed that there were twelve of us up for the weekend leaving tea time Sunday. We were certainly playing Saturday and maybe Sunday, probably a simple Stableford competition. What did surprise me was there were six members of the company, all fairly senior and six guests, one each from a customer. I guessed it was a good way of getting perks for the management. We would be staying at a Ryokan, a traditional Inn, often with hot spring baths with tatami mats and usually ten courses of raw fish plus some cold porridge for breakfast. I always found that the evening meals were magnificent but raw fish and cold porridge at breakfast was too much for me. I would always ask for just coffee but often ended up with only green tea. I just hoped that I had a room of my own because quite often the larger rooms were used as dormitories. They had organised a bus for the eight of us that were on the train. I assumed that some had driven down or possible gone down earlier. The bus was pretty quiet. Certainly nobody spoke to me so I had had no reason to show that I spoke Japanese. I could see some of the others giving me odd looks. I usually found it better to surprise people, perhaps put them on the back foot if they said something about me, which I had obviously understood. I guess I understood their reticence to talk to me. There is still quite a lot of Gaijin (foreigner) phobia around particularly in rural Japan. As it happens my Japanese was absolutely fluent with no specific accent. I am told that on the telephone you could not tell that you were talking to a Gaijin. I guess I would be classed as a bit of a nerd generally, so while I had not found studying the language particularly easy it had absorbed me to the extent that it would have been the only really decent thing on my CV. I was certainly good enough to put people at their ease once we had started talking. Perhaps tell a political joke or two on the golf course. Anyway here we were just before seven, our golf bags had been left for the hotel to store and our clothes bags had been whisked away to our rooms. The first of the alcohol was laid out on trestle tables in a room that was obviously going to be used for dinner. There was the usual choice of beer, soft drinks, sake and at the back whisky and sho-chu, a sort of plum brandy. There would be some unsteady heads on the golf course next day. A line of low tables had been put out in the normal way, six on one side six on the other. I am very comfortable sitting on the floor now, I have got used to it, particularly as there were cushions to sit on. We all had a few drinks and I did at least get to meet most of the people, including their Chairman and their Finance Director. They were nothing but charming as soon as they realised that I spoke fluent Japanese and was comfortable with small talk and business shop-talk. After nearly an hour we were advised that we should be off to our rooms to change and freshen up and would be expected to be back in the dining room for dinner at eight thirty and that the dress code for dinner was the yukatas, or dressing gowns, that were supplied to the room. This was very informal and pointed to a short evening and an early start in the morning. I was delighted to be shown to a small, but traditional, tastefully decorated room, looking out over a scrupulously neat little garden with its own bathroom. Wonder of wonders. We gathered and I was seated toward the middle with Yuki immediately opposite me and their chairman in the other middle chair to his left. All we guests were on the one side as is usual. We started off with beers and before long I was drinking the sake as well. It is normal to keep the person sitting opposite you topped up with alcohol from the bottle or flask so Yuki had a full-time job on his hands. We had a really good meal. The works, sushi, sashimi, tempura, a soup or two and a shabu-shabu, effectively as a main course. It is an unusual main even in good restaurants and I wondered how much the fact that they were entertaining a Gaijin had affected the menu. It really is quite a touristy dish where you cook the meat yourself, in this case wafer thin pieces of wagyu beef, in stock mixed with vegetables, noodles and chillis. Whoever it was for, I really appreciated it and made sure that our hosts knew. It was nearly eleven o'clock and I was ready for sleep in order to have a cool head on the golf course in the morning. It was then that I realised by the actions of the others around me that we were expecting some form of entertainment. I wondered whether it would be in order to miss it but decided that would be too rude. Sure enough in a few moments, there was a nod from a guy at the back of the room where a full length curtain fell over what appeared to be a low stage. Yuki stood up, went to this small stage and took hold of the microphone. 'Gentlemen, I hope you will enjoy the entertainment we have planned for you this weekend. I will sit down now and let our performers introduce themselves.' As he took his seat once again a lady of about thirty took centre stage. It seemed to me that she looked embarrassed being there but was determined to do whatever she had been paid to do. The translation that follows is as close as I can get to the exact meaning, some of which was expressed in an incredibly round –about fashion, all nuances and hints rather than a straightforward message. 'Gentlemen, Honourable Customers of the Takefuni Group of Companies. My name is Rin Takehashi and I am here today to thank the Takefuni organisation for not sending me to prison for non-payment of many of the debts that I ran up betting on the price of shares. I foolishly allowed myself to get carried away and gambled much more than I could afford.' She seemed to take a big swallow and then continued, looking only at her feet as if this was a difficult admission. 'I am here this weekend to thank them the best way that I know and to promise all of you, guests and company officials alike that I will do all I can to make your weekend enjoyable.' We all applauded this honourable sentiment but then I think I was the only one in the room who was shocked when she started to remove her formal business suit. First the jacket, then the blouse, skirt, tights and finally her bra. She stood before us just dressed in a pair of skimpy panties. She took a deep breath, and said into the microphone, 'I must repeat that I will do absolutely anything to ensure your happiness this weekend.' She then pulled her panties down threw them into a pile with her other clothes at the side of the stage, spun round so that we could see her bottom as well and walked to the side of the stage where there was a yukata like ours waiting for her. The other guests cheered and laughed, but while I tried to follow suit I felt nothing but sadness that this poor lady had been coerced into who knows what activities this weekend. Surely she didn't mean..... Maybe she did. She was quickly followed by a second woman, this time I would suggest in her early forties who repeated, but in her own words very much what the first girl had said. This time however she had spent beyond her means in the nightclubs and 'Host' bars of Shibuya. These are slightly sleazy bars where ladies could find a male companion for the evening. Six times this happened. All of the girls were attractive, Milfs mainly although a couple were still very young looking, perhaps in their late teens or early twenties. Each of them had a short tale of woe, debt through gambling perhaps, drug addiction, nightclubs, and one had just spent far more than she could afford on shoes and handbags. This was one of the younger girls, a follower of the gyaru fashion trend. Blonde dyed hair, a heavy tan, large, probably false, breasts and slutty clothes, but an absolute cracker of a body. I wondered how much debt she had incurred to be humiliated in such a fashion. They all however seemed to find significance in the words 'I must repeat that I will do absolutely anything to ensure your happiness this weekend,' as they pulled their panties off. I was determined to have as little to do with these poor girls as possible. I wondered again whether this was the time to go to bed. Their Chairman, Sato-san I shall call him, as we were not yet on first name terms, addressed me in broken English, 'There Peter, you see how much trouble we have undertaken to help you enjoy yourself this weekend. You will let me know which girls have particularly looked after you well this weekend and I will personally help them with their problems. Hai.' He sat back very pleased with himself and I had no option but to grovel in my best Japanese fashion and thank him in Japanese, in advance, for what I assured him would be a memorable weekend. Memorable was going to be the word. 'In the meantime,' he said reverting back to Japanese, 'in case everybody forgets to tell you we will meet up here early tomorrow morning just before seven. Just dress as you are now. A very enjoyable time for all.' Again I had no idea what he was talking about. In the meantime the six girls had dressed in their yukatas and had slowly walked over to the guest's side of the long table. They each sat down beside one of us. The older looking of the ladies who had spent all her money in the nightclubs on young 'hosts' sitting on my left immediately started talking to me in very poor stilted English. I was able to thank her but reassure her, in her own tongue that I was perfectly capable of understanding everything that she said. She was obviously both relieved and intrigued and far from her stuttering performance on the stage became a vital and amusing hostess. More drinks were served and I was barely able to keep her sake cup filled before she had emptied it again. Desserts, sticky cakes with whipped cream were served to all, including the ladies I noticed. I had never been a fan of such food but was felt it was only right to appear to enjoy some, as Akai, as I found out was her name, fed me with pieces from the ends of her chopsticks. She accidentally dropped a small piece of whipped cream from the end of her chopstick onto my chest where the yukata was opening out as I turned to talk to her. She was just so apologetic and would not take no for an answer as I tried to stop her licking the cream from my chest. As I struggled to stop her I looked around, in embarrassment that this lady was being forced to become over-friendly merely because I was a guest. I suddenly realised how naive I was because most of the other girls were almost topless and enduring, or possibly even enjoying, the slobberings of the male guests as they licked cream from their breasts or played with their nipples with their chopsticks. I heard her vaguely using words that I thought meant loosen up, relax, enjoy. My linguistic skills appeared to have flown out of the window. She quickly smeared cream on her nearest nipple and pushed herself towards me in order that I could suck it off. I did. I could see that Yuki sitting opposite me was encouraging both me and Akai to go further. 'Yes Peter, enjoy yourself. Play with her mammaries.' His English was quite good but even so I wondered whether to correct his use of vocabulary and substitute tits for mammaries as a more suitable word. I decided to go with the flow, ignore him and concentrate on getting all the cream off whatever they were called. She quickly had her hand inside my yukata and was feeling for my cock inside my underwear. 'Peter,' said Yuki, this time in Japanese. 'Akai here was very worried that like a lot of Gaijin you might have a penis that would be too big for her. Is that still a problem Akai?' 'No,' she said. 'He is not a problem. I have it here. Of course it is larger than yours Hito-san.' She was obviously teasing him as if she knew him well. Surely not? 'But then all Gaijin have bigger cocks than you,' she concluded laughing up at him. He merely laughed back at her and said, 'But you must see how he uses it. The proof is in the eating of the pie.' I looked around and saw that some of the hosts and indeed a couple of the guests were beginning to say good night. Addressing both Yuki and Akai I said 'It appears to be late. Maybe we should be going to bed, especially if there is an early start.' 'Indeed,' said Yuki jumping to his feet before bowing to me. 'Enjoy your night. I will see you early tomorrow for some fun and then we will play golf.' I had no idea what he was talking about until Akai grabbed me firmly by the hand, bowed towards the Chairman, Sato-san and with a cheeky little grin started to drag me towards my room. It was only then that I realised that the playacting from the stage was about to culminate in the night being spent with this delightful creature. While I wasn't a virgin, just, Akai was going to be both my first Asian conquest, if this was the right word, and only my second overall. Logically the more I thought about it conquest was entirely the wrong word, but victim, sounded I felt, unduly pessimistic. Whatever, I was hers for the night. Chapter 2 Amazingly she seemed to know which room I was in, and while being always respectful showed a will of iron in getting me to stand on the tatami mat while she removed both my yukata and my boxer shorts. My cock was rampant by now, as she had practically dragged me by it along the hotel corridor. She sank to her knees and engulfed my cock in her mouth, licking and lapping on it as she dribbled spittle along its length. This was a new experience for me and I quickly found myself holding the back of her head and thrusting into her mouth as I unleashed a torrent of cum. I was then utterly contrite and apologetic. In my best formal Japanese manner I bowed deeply before her, abasing myself for lacking the control over my basic urges and telling her that it would never happen again, asking if she could forgive me this time. My eyes never rose above my feet as I awaited her reaction. I half expected her to start screaming or calling for the hotel management. Instead I found my lowered head firmly grasped and kissed. Right on the lips. Indeed looking back upon the incident I swear that I felt and tasted what was probably my cum still on her tongue as it forced it's way between my teeth. Yet again she had managed to shock me with her actions. After kissing me deeply like this for some moments she pulled me down onto the mat on my back and practically jumped on top of me. Somehow her yukata had disappeared and she writhed and wriggled on top of me kissing, as I now remember, every part of my body. She kissed under my arms and sucked on my toes. She nibbled on my inner thighs, licked the back of my knees and even, and here I nearly fainted with pleasure, tried to force her tongue into my back passage. I was overwhelmed with passion and emotion. I could not hold on to any part of her long enough to kiss her. As I moved my mouth towards her she would move her mouth to some other part of my body and I would practically cry with frustration. Eventually I suspected that she did not want me to kiss her, as her mouth yet again encircled my dick, her nose nuzzled my testicles and her fingers again played with my bum. Her knees were either side of my ears and all I could see was the slit between her legs and her bumhole. I noticed that her slit was red and appeared swollen. It was also wet and dripping with sweat. She must have been working very hard. I gently touched her with one finger to hear her squeal. I rapidly removed my finger assuming that I had hurt her. She lifted herself off me and sat straight up. I started to apologise again. She interrupted me and said in broken English, 'Why you no eat.' 'Eat?' I said, feeling stupid. She looked bemused for a moment and then appeared to make a decision. She threw her leg back over my head and sat down, right on my face. She rubbed her wet lips up and down my mouth and from side to side across my face. My spectacles were sent flying. Her delicious wet lips perhaps I should have said. I had no idea that they would have yielded such a delightful taste and odour. I started licking the length of the slit and heard Akai say to herself, 'At last. Now he is doing better. Lick me. Tongue me. Chew me. Push your tongue up my......' My linguistic skills had not entirely deserted me at this stage but I did learn a new word that I guessed, and guessed correctly, to be cunt. A word I hardly knew in English in fact. Although again, I was more familiar with the name than this new object of desire. As she licked me and I licked her she quickly became wetter and wetter and I was forced to push her off me from time to time just to breathe. I did consider that if I did die now, as a result of not being able to breathe perhaps, my life had not been entirely wasted. These last few minutes had been a revelation. A Simple Japanese Inn She jerked and bounced up and down on my face. Her body seemed to go into spasm and she then sat up, spun around and started to urgently kiss me and lick her juices off my face. She then grabbed my cock, raised her body and then sank down over me. I realised that I was deep inside her. I could feel her flesh gripping my cock. It was hot, wet and unlike anything I had ever felt before. She raised herself a few inches and proceeded to slam up and down on my dick. I was surrounded by her body, or that's how it felt. I could not breathe again but this time I realised it was because I was holding my breath and slamming back at her. I quickly came again filling her with my sperm. I remember vaguely hoping that she did not become pregnant. We lay together, temporarily exhausted by our labours. She kissed me again. Nicely, friendly, less passionate. I sat up and looked at her reclining before me. I kissed her back, this time more passionately again. I kissed her nipples, I played with her breasts, moving them around, jiggling them, squeezing and moulding them. 'Hai.- Yes,' I heard her murmur. 'At last the phoenix arises.' The literary allusion was not lost on me but I was at a loss as to whether she was talking about my overall performance now beginning to be driven by the desire I undoubtedly felt or the fact that she had grasped my prick which had started to harden again. Whichever it was it did not matter as she guided me between her legs and helped me to place my cock between her lips and back deeply inside her again. She now appeared to be enjoying my, probably, amateurish thrusts, as I drove hard towards her. I felt the mattress moving along the floor beneath us. She did seem to like the fact that it took me quite a long time to shoot this time. She had been grunting and wriggling for some minutes before I eventually strained, buried my dick as far as I could inside her and shook until I felt myself cumming for this third time. This time we lay quietly together. She kissed me slowly and gently as my spent and softened cock slid out of its warm little nest. Its home away from home as I now began to think of it. Suddenly recollections of her abasing herself before us while admitting that she was deeply in debt came to my brain unbidden. I started to apologise for my actions again, my unbridled lust and the fact that I had taken advantage of her, now three times. I respectfully suggested that while I would not want to embarrass her by offering money to compensate her for my actions anything I could to appease her financial burden, perhaps by giving her a job in my fledgling company or even helping her get a job with friends of mine in their companies I would happily do so. I did not like to think of her being forced to endure these humiliations at the hands of Takefuni & Co and told her so with fervour. Japanese is a good language in which to discuss humility, embarrassment and respect. Merely the angle of my head as I spoke, looking down at my feet, highlighted the respect with which I suggested these alternative life styles. I looked up to see her laughing at me. Not in a bad way, but still laughing. She wiped a few tears from her face and tried to address me seriously. Again I translate as closely as possible. 'May I call you Peter rather than Edwardes-san?' I nodded and smiled warmly. 'Please.' 'Peter,' she said. 'You are such an old-fashioned and innocent young man. Do you remember how I wasted my money and got into debt?' I nodded 'Yes you were wasting money in night clubs with young men perhaps.' 'Exactly,' she said. 'And how much has it cost me tonight to make love with you, how much to enjoy your company and share your bed?' 'Nothing, of course, I could never charge you.' I said,' But... but.' I realised what she was telling me that she had done this willingly to enjoy those moments that I had also enjoyed. 'Oh,' I said. 'But I am so inexperienced, you cannot have enjoyed yourself much with me. Surely you would need someone with more ... ' I was at a loss to suggest what I did not have. 'My darling Peter, I have already had a wonderful time with you, in fact three wonderful times, and we are here as well for another one and a half days. Mind you, as you have so little idea of what is likely to happen this weekend I must warn you that you will have to share me with the other people here this weekend, but that in return you will also be able to share some of the other girls that are here for your entertainment. I must repeat my lines from earlier that we will all do absolutely anything to ensure your happiness this weekend and add that most of us will enjoy it ourselves.' 'You say most of us, so is it true that some of the girls here have been forced or at least coerced into being here?' 'Yes that is true. What I originally told you all was that I had amassed these debts and I inferred that Takefuni had shown me the way to lessen my debt by being the entertainment. What is also true is that I have declined to pay Takefuni the complete sum that I owe in order that they keep inviting me to attend these weekends of theirs. Some of the other girls are doing the same. Some girls of course are here for the first time and yes they have been effectively forced to attend. By the time that this weekend is over however they may find themselves wanting to be invited back again in another month.' My brain was whirling with the thoughts that not only had Akai chosen to come here for sex but also that she had apparently enjoyed it with me. 'So can you stay here now with me?' I asked. 'Yes.' She said kissing me tenderly, almost like a mother. 'You go to sleep now. You have an early start and will find tomorrow tiring. I may not see you in the morning but rest assured I will see you again tomorrow evening.' I slept with her arms around me. My dreams were of phoenixes, angels and wet, tasty, succulent slits. Chapter 3 I awoke as my phone alarm went off around twenty-five minutes to seven. I quickly realised that I was alone. I lay there for a minute remembering the fun that Akai and I had enjoyed last night. I must have slept heavily as I had not heard her leave. I stumbled to the bathroom had my morning pee and wondered whether to do anything about the erection that had risen unbidden. I decided that I did not have time so contented myself with washing and cleaning my teeth before getting to the dining room about five minutes to seven. I was greeted by an effusive Yuki. 'Did you enjoy yourself last night,' he laughed. 'Yuki, thank you. More than I can ever say.' I bowed deeply as he pulled me back upright. 'No no. Just enjoy. I cannot invite you every month so make the most of it without another thought. We will have fun together now.' I was happy to agree even though I was not quite sure what he was talking about. 'As soon as all twelve people were there Yuki again took control and split us into two groups of six. He was very fussy about who was in each group and pointed out that as well as the group, each of us had a partner with whom to work. I assumed it was some form of team-building exercise. 'Right, once we leave this room there is to be no talking or making noise. After all we do not want to wake any of the other hotel guests up too early do we?' We all nodded in agreement, some of the guests laughed. We padded along the corridors silently in indian file until we came to a pair of doors at the end of one of the corridors. He pointed our group at the left hand door and Sato-san's group at the other one. He crouched and slowly entered the room. I was right behind him. It was quite a big room lit only by the light from outside filtering through the windows. There were three tatami-mats lying on the floor, all occupied by sleeping guests covered with eiderdowns. I began to think he was mad. What sort of team-building was this? The hotel would throw us out. He waved me over to join him towards the bed on the far side of the room under the window. He motioned for me to get round the other side of the mat as he slid his hands up under the eiderdown. Oh my god! What was this guest going to say? He slowly pulled the quilt gently away from a pair of feet towards the bottom of the bed. As I held my breath he pulled more and more of it away to his side. I saw a pair of long shapely legs and a beautiful bottom come into view. It was a girl. As soon as she woke she would scream and we would all be arrested. He pulled the quilt until it was mainly away from her body. It just covered her head and shoulders. She must have felt the cooler air on her body as she turned slightly pulling the quilt further over her head and pulling her knees up towards her chest.. She had slept in her yukata which, while still tied around her waist, had opened right up around her legs and bottom. I felt my cock, which had returned to its normal state as I washed, begin to rise again. I held my breath waiting for the scream that would surely come any moment. I somehow managed to ignore the fact that the same was happening on the other two mats. I saw Yuki slide his hands up the legs in front of him and grasp the lace of her panties which he started to slide towards her feet. Now surely she would wake. But still no. He gesticulated that I should join him at the head end and left her panties fluttering around her ankles. He pulled back the quilt altogether and at last I quickly recognised the gyaru girl who had abased herself to us last night. She was quite easy to recognise as the blonde hair colouring that she used was quite distinctive and very un-Japanese. I began to understand why she had not screamed. She knew it was us. Even though she was still mainly asleep she had been expecting us. 'Kiss her Peter-san,' whispered Yuki and I did as I was told. I lowered my head towards her just as she opened her mouth and began speaking. 'Oh, what the fuck?' was probably the literal translation. As I moved my mouth the last few inches towards her I saw Yuki drive a couple of fingers into her pussy and she groaned and her head rose up to meet me. I was pretty sure it was a reflexive action to being fingered rather than an expression of her desire to kiss me. She still had her eyes closed. However our eyes met simultaneously as our mouths met. It was too strong a reaction to say that a look of horror crossed her eyes, but it was at the very least a look of utter shock. I guessed that there had been few times in her life that she had been awoken by being molested by a blonde Gaijin. She recovered however and strongly kissed me back forcing her tongue down into my mouth. I felt rather than saw Yuki manipulating her body so that she was getting up to her knees. Her hands were now untying my yukata and groping for my prick. I could see that her gown was practically off, just held on by her arms. I could now see her fabulous tits, I think they must have been enlarged but it was difficult to tell. Yuki was moving in towards her and ... oh my god he was going to fuck her. This girl with her mouth forcing itself down on to mine was about to receive Yuki's cock driven deep into her pussy or arse. I knew not which. I just heard her grunt as indeed he sank himself balls deep in her pussy and said to me 'Peter-san fuck her mouth. We will do it together.' The girl knew what to expect. In fact as he spoke she was removing her tongue from my mouth and lowering herself towards the dick that she had been so enjoyably rubbing for a few seconds. Heaven, I was in heaven as she sucked and licked my cock, her mouth tight, her cheeks sucked in. As Yuki thrust she rose up and down my cock. Before long I felt my cheeks tighten and I knew I was about to burst in her mouth. She had obviously sensed it as well and squealed, I think in anticipation. Whatever, it caused Yuki to drive a little harder and for a few moments everything was still as he wriggled his body seeking to lodge his cock as deeply as possible into her body as he spurted his load. She lifted her mouth slightly back as I came, receiving my first spurt onto her tongue and the second, third and fourth weakening spurts onto her face. I saw her swallow my first mouthful and then she leaned over and said 'Thank you Peter-san,' as she cleaned up my rapidly softening prick. By the time she had finished it was as soft as a worm and as tender as a baby bird's throat. I felt it flop out of her mouth as I at last took the breath which I had been holding for so long. You can imagine I was still in a bit of a shock. Euphoric, but still a little dazed by the activities of the last fifteen minutes. I saw the girl now cleaning off Yuki, thanking him for his attentions. I saw another girl cleaning up two of the other guys while the third girl was still being fucked by both of the guys who had gone to her. They all seemed to be enjoying themselves. There was no sign of Akai, she must be in the other bedroom. Yuki clapped me on the back. 'Breakfast,' he said, 'And then we can get out on that golf course. We have a tee-time of nine-thirty.' When the other guys stopped fucking and had been cleaned, we all walked back towards the dining hall for breakfast. There was a strong self-congratulatory mood and a slapping of hands as the raping and pillaging finished. I knew now how the ancient Vikings had felt. I guessed the girls turned over and went back to sleep. Chapter 3 'But Yuki that was so.....' I was lost for words. 'Hai, yes,' he grinned. Good you like.' I was not sure what to say to him, I had qualms about what we had done and the way we had done it. Was it not rape, even though the girls were probably expecting it to happen? What was her name? Shouldn't we have been introduced, or at least perhaps I should have asked her what her name was? Was it more of a thrill the way we had done it? I began to realise that it was. The sex itself was great but the act of taking rather than exchanging and the thrill of not knowing who we were undressing, who we were going to fuck, wow, that was pretty hot. 'The girl, what is her name?' 'Mina' 'Okay Mina then, is this her first time here, did she come willingly? Or did she do it because she still owes you so much money? Did she know that we were coming in this morning?' 'So many questions. I understand that Akai has told you a little of the background why the girls are here. Do you really want to know the answers? Will you enjoy it more next time with a different girl say if you know that she comes here because she likes sex and being pampered in the hotel for a weekend? Or would you really prefer it if you thought that the girl was destitute and being raped just for your amusement?' I thought about this for a moment and sadly my cock began to rise. I was trying to answer the question. How much did I want to know? 'Anyway,' he said. 'I am not going to tell you the answer so with the exception of Akai you will never know. I will speak to her before we go and make sure that she doesn't tell you any more about herself. And she will tell the other girls. Trust me you will prefer it that way.' 'Oh, I did not want to get her into trouble,' I said. 'It is just that I felt so dreadful about what I had done to her and I really wanted to try to make it up to her.' 'I completely understand,' he said. 'And now that you know that each of the girls may actually want to be here you can enjoy them with a freedom of mind. However, if you think that maybe she is just a little unwilling, that maybe she is here under protest, well, I think you will enjoy that also. Now go and get ready for golf. We have a long day ahead of us.' He was right. Golf is a long game in Japan. Back in England we can go round the eighteen holes in about three and a half hours. Here we stopped for lunch after about two and a half hours. It had been very slow. Still it was a pleasant light lunch and a couple of beers and then we were back on the course for the afternoon nine holes. I was feeling pretty good and while I did not really play much golf in Japan, it was too expensive for my budget living, I was playing well enough to win the money within the four of us. Not a lot, about the equivalent of fifteen English pounds, but as in most golf circles it is more about the winning than the prize. One of the other guys won the overall prize of a round for two at a prestigious course near Tokyo for best of the day, and I was runner-up and received an engraved hip-flask as well. A nice memento. 'So tell me Yuki, what happens tonight?' I said as we were getting back in the bus. He looked genuinely surprised. 'I cannot tell you that. It would not be a surprise and every evening is always different. Sometimes the evening goes off in a different direction to the way it has been organised. If it is going well no-one will interfere. I can tell you however that it will involve the ladies again. But this time you may not get one all to yourself. That first night was all about the customers. Now tonight you must be lucky perhaps, or maybe share. But you will still enjoy I think. And then tomorrow we meet back again at seven o'clock like this morning. I can tell you that, because it happens every morning. Obviously you do not have to come....' I laughed. 'No I think I will be there Yuki. That was pretty amazing this morning. Did you know which girl is which as you have done the organising?' 'There you go again with more questions. Why do you need to know?' He thought about it. 'I will tell you a little. Yes I knew which girl you had last night and I knew which room she was in. I also knew which girl each of the other guests had and which room they were in. So I did choose this morning that each of the guests and their hosts went to the room where they had no chance of meeting up with their partner of the night before. The girls are unlikely to move rooms so tomorrow we have to risk you awakening either Mina or Akai. But if we do not know which bed they are in then maybe you will get one of the others. But if you have been lucky and fucked one at night then maybe you will get the same one again. Does it matter?' I laughed as I realised he had given me a long convoluted explanation for his acts that really amounted to a 'What the fuck does it matter.' I bowed in acknowledgement of his wisdom. 'You are right Yuki it really does not matter, maybe I will keep my eyes closed and I will never know.' Now it was his turn to laugh. 'Peter–san, now I think you are beginning to understand. Perhaps we should ask them to sleep with bags over their heads so we could never tell.' We both fell about laughing at the prospect and the journey back to the hotel quickly passed. It was gone five already. Yuki told me that the evening's entertainment started at six thirty back in the dining room in our yukatas and that I was not to be late. Chapter 4 I am not saying that we were all keen but we were all back seated on cushions with a drink in our hands well before six thirty. Fairly promptly though at six thirty the girls, appearing sad and drawn but now in their yukatas were lined up in front of us. Yuki walked along the row of guys offering us the choice of one of a dozen sticks from his hand. 'Gentlemen,' he said. 'The holders of those sticks with a yellow painted base please step forward and sit nearer the front please.' I looked at mine to see nothing. I quickly looked at the guy sitting next to me who was chortling with glee to see what was meant by the yellow base. Six guys walked forward and sat, now between the rest of us and the girls. Yuki who had also included himself in the draw but failed to draw one of the yellow sticks continued to be the Master of Ceremonies. A Simple Japanese Inn 'Ladies, it is your first chance of the evening to try to ensure that one of our customers and staff enjoy their weekend. This is a blow-job competition. The last two to achieve the satisfaction of getting cum in their mouth will have to endure a suitable punishment. But first we would like to see you naked please. Take off your yukatas.' The girls without exception were looking horribly reticent, shy even. They had squealed and looked horrified as they were told what the competition was to be and now that they had to remove some clothes they were mortified. Slowly and with much nagging they had removed their yukatas and puddled them on the floor. They were all wearing bras and panties. 'Thank you, ladies. Don't be shy, now those bras please.' Again they wriggled and huffed and puffed while removing their bras, eventually standing, twisted over, as they tried to keep their arms in front of their breasts. 'Thank you. Now at last your panties.' They all looked up and down the line at each other as if asking silently 'Are we really going to do this?' but inexorably, with some persuasion, their panties were dropped to the floor and stepped away from. They now squirmed trying to conceal both breasts and pubic hair from our view. 'Ladies, stand up straight please, that's better hands behind your backs. Mina, Hana and Megumi please brush your hair away from your breasts. There that's better guys. What do you think?' There were cheers of approval. 'Right ladies your competition starts now. Remember the last two to help their guests achieve orgasm with be subjected to a little punishment.' The girls were quick to get on to their hands and knees in front of the six guys sitting in front of them, open their yukatas, pull down their underwear and start slobbering over their cocks. I noticed that one of the girls, Megumi I think it was, who had drawn the Chairman Sato-san appeared to be ignoring his dick, instead concentrating on licking his nipples before lowering her slit over his face in the sixty nine position. Now she went for his dick while he enthusiastically ate her out at the same time. In no time at all it seemed he was coming. She sat up from his cock, raising her hand in the air before spitting out his cum into her palm. While sitting up she ground herself more firmly onto his face and soon had her own little orgasm going as she wriggled and squealed, still clutching onto a palmful of white cum, now slowly oozing between her fingers. I suspect that she had been here before and knew Sato-sans predeliction for pussy. She was comfortably ahead of the others and was well into licking first his cock and then his face to clean him up. Yuki offered her a box of tissues to complete the job as the next two girls brought their guys to completion. Eventually Akai was fourth to hold up her hand before spitting, marginally ahead of both Mina the gyaru girl and Rin, the other older girl who had introduced herself first last night. After a suitable pause, when all the guests had been licked and wiped clean, Yuki called the remaining five of us guests to come and grab Mina and Rin for their punishment. The four beside me were quick out of the block and I joined the two of them holding on to Rin who was the nearest me. While Mina was infinitely more attractive, it would have meant crossing to the other side of the room showing Rin at least that I did not fancy her. Yuki handed each of us battery powered vibrators, and said that he needed each of the girls to orgasm a couple of times at least before we stopped. The girls screamed in shock and tried to pull away but were forced to the floor. I was holding one of Rin's arms and one of her legs and another guy was holding the other side. The third guy in our group was already on his knees between Rin's legs pushing his vibrator into her pussy. Rin was not putting up too much of a struggle, just enough to appear to be making a bit of an effort, so it was fairly easy for me to concentrate my vibrator on her right breast, particularly the nipple. Eventually I allowed the vibrator to drift into her armpit, which bizarrely she seemed to enjoy, while I concentrated on licking, biting and pulling her nipples between my teeth. She quickly started on her own first orgasm, shouting and calling on us to stop before she died of pleasure. We of course ignored these blandishments and the guy between her legs now slid two fingers into her slit and started aggressively pushing them in and out, curling, as I later found out, his fingers up to find her G-spot. This rapidly caused her second orgasm resulting in her spraying her feminine juices in a four foot arc around her. I was staggered, never having seen such a thing before. She collapsed as she finished spraying and the guy in the middle had the decency to leave her alone to rest. We all watched as she twitched, groaning, before coiling foetus-like at our feet. The four watching girls and the other six guys applauded. I noticed that the other guys were just about finishing with Mina as well. Suddenly the girls were gone, another drink was in our hands and the meal was being served. I was in turmoil, not sure whether I wanted to to eat or fuck. Actually I knew which I wanted but it seemed as soon as I got set on doing one of these things, we all stopped and the other was offered. What can I say about the meal but that it was lovely again. A lot of sushi but mainly plates of tempura'd prawn and vegetable. Light and delicate. A big bowl of noodles in a delicious broth was the final savoury course. A bowl of fresh fruit salad was the final course and the whole lot was washed down with copious sake. As they cleared the plates we had a 'comfort break', filing off to the toilets and returning to find that the room was being changed around so that we would all be sitting round one large table surrounded by cushions which in turn were surrounded by tatami mats. We were invited to take a seat and we apparently at random sat down on one of the cushions. I had Yuki to my right and the Finance director on my left. Yuki clapped his hands and the six girls, now dressed in smart cocktail dresses filed in and took a seat on the floor between every couple of guys. I have no idea whether it was random, and I knew now that Yuki was never going to tell me. Keiko, I suspected the youngest of the girls, with a very innocent look and no obvious tits, sat between Yuki and myself. She sat back on her knees with her calves under her. Her dress rode halfway up her thighs. It was difficult to look away. I did however eventually pull my eyes away and greeted her with a bit of a bow, after which she practically prostrated herself in front of me, moving on to do the same to Yuki. With formal introductions now over I had the chance to look around. I noticed that the girls had sat between every second and third man around the group, effectively each being the hostess for two men. Yuki offered her a drink of sake or beer, from which she chose a beer and very quickly small polite conversation flowed. She asked me whether this was my first visit to the Ryokan and upon me confirming that this was the case she went on to wax lyrical about this Ryokan, Ryokans in general and particularly Tokyo as a tourist resort. She asked me a little about my business and then went on to talk to Yuki about business and how his recent holiday to Guam had been. I had convinced myself that despite her age she was a regular as she seemed to know all about his holiday. She then went on to tell me that although she and I had not met before today, she had found the opportunity to talk to Yuki on Friday afternoon when we first arrived. I realised that he had obviously gone off to meet and organise the girls before the evening started. Now I had no idea whether she was a regular or being coerced for the first time. Surely this was her first time as she was very young and apparently very innocent. So innocent in fact that I hardly noticed when she put her hand on my thigh, very close to my now semi-stiff dick. Yuki carried on his role as Master of Ceremonies as he asked loudly whether we would like to play a few games. This was unanimously popular, even amongst the girls who I suspect would be the butt of the games. Maybe they did not realise? He produced a couple of cups containing more of the six inch cocktail sticks that we had drawn with earlier. He passed the first one around for the men and the second with just six in it for the girls. 'The first few rounds are for a kiss,' he told us. The girls all giggled coyly and tried to look as if they didn't want to play. The girls checked their sticks and Megumi shyly put up her hand and buried her face in the other one. 'Ooooh,' was the cry as we all checked out sticks. Mine had the yellow band around it that I had seen earlier in the draw. I showed it to Yuki who told me that I was now looking for a red stripe not a yellow one. There was only one while there were six yellow ones. One of the guests jumped to his feet and almost ran around to Megumi who just had time to get to her feet. He grabbed her and they kissed deeply tonguing each other as if to receive succour. As the couple met their sticks were put back into the pot and the pot passed again, effectively leaving the recently chosen couple out of the next draw. When the next one was drawn the first couple sat back down again and took part in the third round. I was lucky on about the sixth time. My partner was Rin who was enthusiastic in not only the kiss but the fumble that she gave to my dick at the same time. A few rounds later I drew again this time with Keiko sitting beside me. There was no need to stand but she did lean towards me and kissed me fairly chastely, on the lips but with only a hint of tongue. I noticed that when she got chosen again a couple of rounds later that she did the same. Maybe she was as inexperienced as she looked. After about twenty minutes of this Yuki decided that the next kiss was to be on a nipple, both one of the man's and one of the girl's. This added a little spice to the game and I was delighted to get Akai in the draw. She quickly opened the front of my yukata and gave my right nipple a good tonguing and finally a little nip between her teeth. This was obviously what was expected of me. The first couple of girls who had had their nipples kissed had flicked down the front of their cocktail dress and bra and lifted out a breast to be kissed. Akai just put her hands behind her back and laughed at me as I looked a little lost. 'You will have to find yourself one,' she murmured. And stood there waiting. Oh what bliss. I ferreted around in her top and eventually pulled out a breast. By Japanese standards a good-sized one. I kissed it and bit gently to produce a little groan. I went to go back to my seat as by now the next pair had been drawn but she coughed and asked me if I wanted her to stay like this, or was I going to put it back. I was delighted to put it back and adjust it to make it comfortable even if I did miss the opportunity to be in the next draw. She sat back down but kept looking over and one a couple of occasions made a little moue of her lips or blew me a kiss. What with her and Keiko getting her hand even nearer to my cock I was in heaven. By now Yuki had, to laughter, decided that the next kiss had to be on the bottom under our respective yukatas and dresses. This mainly gave us the opportunity to see that all the girls were wearing hold up stockings, and for each kiss the dress had to be drawn up above their stocking tops. The partner I drew for this Hana, was a long haired very attractive girl in her twenties with a nice curvaceous figure. She was certainly no skinny little thing. She put her head completely under the back of my yukata, lowering the hem around her shoulders. This gave her free rein, unobserved by the others, to use both hands to massage my nether cheeks, my balls and my cock inside my boxers, while kissing both my buttocks. Now I was very stiff. When it came to my turn she merely bent straight legged from the waist and put her hands on the low table. I was able to squeeze her tight dress up over those curvy hips and display her pink panties. They were pretty lace and net but completely covered her buttocks. In order to kiss her buttocks I was either going to have to lower them to the ground or lift them over her cheeks into the crack of her arse, I decided on the latter and got a small round of applause from the assembled guests. I probablt would have got a better reception if I had pulled them down. Good fun though was pulling the panties out of her slit to restore the status quo when I pulled her dress back down. She gave me a little smile and a wink as I sat down. 'Time for some clothes off, I think,' said Yuki as MC. 'Girls, you two, get on the stage and play paper scissors stone until one of you gets to your underwear.' He pointed to Akai and Mina. They both quickly lost their shoes, then their dresses and finally Mina her stockings before they sat down again in their bra and panties. After all six had played and sat down again they had all lost their shoes and dresses but Akai Rin and Hana still had stockings on. Yuki had chosen the pairing of the girls as they sat anticlockwise around the table. Now starting with Rin and going anticlockwise he managed to pair them differently. This time Rin played against Akai and was lucky to lose only her stockings while Akai lost everything. She took her final item, her panties, off with good grace throwing them over towards the table where one of the guys snatched them from the air and sniffed them to Akai's embarrassment. They returned to their seats and Hana and Mina took centre stage. Poor Mina was already one item down before they started and was quick to lose her bra next. What a magnificent body she had. Her body was also completely tanned with no costume marks. She won the next couple of rounds however and we got to see Hana's full breasts for the first time. We had seen a hint of them earlier as she brought a nipple into play but now fully exposed they were magnificent. Quite the biggest natural ones here by a distance. Mina's may have been bigger but were almost certainly falsies. Both girls were now down to panties for the last throw. Mina lost and bending straight from the waist lowered them to the ground before picking them up, giving us a good look at her arse and beautifully split labia. While this had been going on I had noticed that Keiko had been gripping my thigh tighter and tighter. I leaned towards her as Mina and Hana started their game and whispered in her ear, 'Are you okay.' 'I don't want to take my clothes off in front of all these people,' she whispered. 'I wouldn't mind just two of us, but in front of all these people, I don't know if I can do it.' I wondered what I could do about it. Could I whisk her off to bed or would that be very rude. Should I speak to Yuki and ask him to intervene somehow. 'I will ask Yuki if........' 'No,' she said. 'I must do it. I have agreed. I have signed a contract. I knew before I came what might be expected of me. It is just so difficult.' I swear a couple of tears welled in both her eyes and mine. 'No. let me talk to Yuki and see if.....' 'No no. You really must not. It is so nice of you to try on my behalf but I have got into this problem myself and I must get out of it. They will knock twenty percent of my debt off if I go along with all this weekend. That is important to me so that my fiancée never gets to know what trouble I have been in.' By now it was more than a couple of tears that I was shedding. The brave girl stood as her name was called and battled it out with Megumi to see who would return to their seat naked. It was of course never going to be a long game as both had only their bras and panties on. Megumi lost first, removed her bra and they both played again. This time poor Keiko lost and reluctantly peeled off her bra to reveal her 30A breasts, hardly worth covering with a bra but so delicate and pale looking. Megumi then called stone to Keiko's scissors and with a little cry Keiko faced her biggest fear. The removal of her panties. I started to get to my feet. Perhaps there was some way I could stop this. But no before I could speak Keiko had dropped them to the ground, picked them up and thrown them into the crowd and was rushing back to sit beside me. She curled up beside me, picked up my right hand and deposited in her lap, I guessed so that I could cover her pubic hair and keep it from view while she concentrated on her breasts. I noticed that Yuki was helping her cover her breasts with one hand on her right tit. The other was on her thigh. Yuki's attentions quickly came to an end as he had to resume his MC duties. 'Gentlemen, it is getting late and regrettably we do not have enough girls to go completely around. I suggest we play the same game in our pairs as we are, the winners having the first opportunity to take the girls to their rooms for the next half hour or so while the remaining guys have a nightcap before the girls come back for them.' No sooner the word than I saw the pairs of guys standing up, swinging their arms to warm up for the game. Yuki came over and asked if I was ready to pay for Keiko for the first hour. We played the one hand and I lost. He bustled her onto her feet, saying 'She will be back for you and I will see you tomorrow morning again at seven o'clock.' He winked as if letting me know that we would be off raiding bedrooms again. At least I hoped that is what he meant. She gave me a sad little look saying, 'I will come back for you. Do not go to bed.' She grabbed Yuki's hand and ran, apparently happily, off to the bedrooms with him in tow. I guessed that she must have wanted to finish with him as quickly as possible to get back to me. Chapter 5 One way and another she was not the first back by any means. In fact she was almost exactly an hour and all but Mina were back before her. When she arrived she had obviously been to her room and changed back into a yukata. We hurried to my room where she turned out the main lights but left on the bedside light. 'I thought you were not coming you were so long.' I almost rebuked her. 'I am so sorry Peter–san,' she whispered in my ear. 'Yuki-san was easy to please and I was nice to him so that I could leave my inner body for you and you alone. He was happy with what I did, and after all I have signed this contract with him, but then I needed to clean my teeth and have a little wash to be fresh for you. Please tell me that you forgive me?' We were on our knees on the mat but she prostrated herself in front of me seeing my forgiveness. I felt myself melt and pulled her up to me kissing her deeply. There was no modesty now we were on our own and her tongue forced its way into my mouth. 'Peter-san, please make love to me gently. Show me how a gaijin loves his woman. Let me find some enjoyment this weekend.' While I could not but feel guilty that she had been coerced into being here tonight I was eager to make love to her. While not being the world's greatest expert on how gaijin men make love to their women, my experiences with Akai the night before had at least taught me what I liked. I kissed her lips and taking my clues from Akai kissed her all over, toes, the back of her knees, ears, bum hole and eventually her pussy. It may have been my imagination but I think she orgasmed a couple of times at least. She then repaid me by kissing me similarly, lavishing both time and energy on my bum hole and dick. She seemed to spend minutes laving the flat skin between my balls and my arse. A Simple Japanese Inn She even seemed to enjoy it as I started to come in her mouth, although I noticed that she did pull me out and allow my last two or three jets to spray over her face. She swallowed the sperm that I had deposited in her mouth and then cleaned me off with her lips before reaching for some tissues to wipe down her face. Maybe she did not like the flavour? I certainly enjoyed this first time that I had ever come over a girl's face. I wondered whether she knew? We snuggled down together under the eiderdown and she slowly brought my dick back to life again. In the meantime I fingered her soaking little slit and played with her clit which again seemed to bring on another little orgasm. This time we did make love, slowly and certainly, in my case, passionately. As we finished and lay back side by side she said with a little cry in her voice 'Peter-san that was wonderful. So tender. Thank you. Now I know why you gaijin have this reputation for being great lovers. You are my first ever lover except for my fiancée.' I inwardly smiled that I had done it right. I know I had certainly enjoyed it. I then began to feel guilty that she had been coerced into it and that maybe my prowess in bed would come between her and her fiancée. I reached over to stroke her face to find a few tears coursing down her cheek. I quickly turned on the bedside light and looked her in the eye. 'Keiko what is the matter, are you upset?' 'No, no,' she said. 'I am happy. Akai has told me not to tell you whether I have been before but I think you have guessed that this is all new for me and I was dreading the thought of this weekend. But really I have been so happy, the other girls are fun, and I have always enjoyed sex, but only so far with my fiancée. And I did not lie to you that you were my first other lover apart from my fiancée I have obviously been fucked before, Yuki just now, this morning when you raided the bedrooms, and last night of course, but it is just that you were the first person to make love to me.' A few more tears welled up, this time from her and me. There was nothing I could say, I was emotionally spent, so I just turned out the light again and kissed away her tears to fall into a deep dreamless sleep. Chapter 6 Again I awoke alone as my clock alarm rang twenty minutes before seven. I quickly refreshed my face teeth and sexual parts, hoping that they were going to get the same treatment as yesterday. We met in the dining room where I managed to get a couple of glasses of orange juice before the raiding parties were off. I was delighted. It was going to be the same. Yuki took me to the same big bedroom as before and we chose the bed nearest the window this time. I knew, or at least I thought I knew, which one was Mina, the girl we had surprised yesterday. Unless she had changed beds she would be in the one furthest from the window. Who was this going to be? Yuki gesticulated for me to take the bottom of the bed this time so I had the thrill of slowly pulling the eiderdown away from a pair of fine legs. What surprised me was that whoever it was, was still wearing stockings. As the eiderdown came off more and more I realised that she was also wearing panties and a bra under her yukata. Looking back I realised that she must have got all dressed up again for her second 'guest' visit the night before. As the final piece of the eiderdown came away from her face I realised it was Megumi, a regular milf, curvy in all the right places. Perhaps she needed to wear the bra in bed for support. I must have been lost in my thoughts as I suddenly realised that Yuki was staring to kiss her and that she was struggling a bit. Just to make it look good I assumed. 'Come on Peter-san. Quickly, this is no time to be slow. Rip off her panties and bra, Fuck her. Remember this is rape time. This is what she wants.' I noticed, even in my reflective mood that this was all spoken in English, I guessed so that Megumi would not understand. Whatever it galvanised me into action and I did as I was told. I ripped her panties down her legs and threw myself bodily on top of her, forcing my cock deep into her cunt with one thrust. I pulled off her bra and started pumping away into a slightly drier slit than I was used to. She was moaning and wailing a lot even though she had Yuki's dick in her mouth. I hoped with enjoyment. With my morning woody already to go and my pent up feelings that this was rape, I really took no time at all to flood her pussy with my cum. Yuki noticed this and quickly said, 'Now change ends. She will wipe off your cock.' I did as I was told and quickly forced my cock into her mouth which she duly sucked and licked until it was hard again. By this time Yuki too had come inside her and I was faced with the prospect of changing ends again or calling it a day. Yuki, again, led me along the path by praising my enthusiasm but saying, 'Great let us now go and get breakfast.' This brought me back to the real world as I looked down upon Meguro's deliciously used body, leaking cum from her pussy and leaking tears from her eyes. 'Have I hurt her,' I asked Yuki. He waved it off with a 'No she's fine. Come on, breakfast is getting cold.' However I did worry and all through breakfast I kept trying to reassure myself that I hadn't been too hard with her. Yuki was obviously not bothered and threw himself into eating with gusto. I managed a few cups of tea and some more juice. 'Today the coach leaves here sharp at three,' he said loudly resuming his role as tour guide. 'Are the girls coming with us on the coach,' he was asked to laughter. 'No the coach is coming back for them and they are booked on to a later train. After all some of you may have wives meeting you at the station,' he laughed. 'That is if they can get away from their boy-friends in time to be there,' he joked to even more laughter. I wondered how true it was? This morning you may have the day completely to yourselves, the coach will take any-one who wants to go to the public hot-springs bath in the next village, or you can stay around the pool here where we will start to have a few games of volleyball or football at around ten o'clock. The girls will join us for the games. I guess they should have recovered from their morning exertions by then.' Chapter 7 It was an easy decision for me as I was not keen on public baths, with or without the hot spring, but I was a little surprised to find that no-one took up the offer of the trip. I rightly assumed that they were staying because the girls were promised again. I guess it was about ten thirty when the girls eventually appeared, laughing and obviously having a good time. The weather was hot and so they were all in little bikinis. What a sight. We did play a couple of games of volleyball. Yuki as tour leader was the umpire and he made up a team of 6 fairly fit guys, me included, to play against the girls team. The losers of course were required to lose an article of clothing each time they lost a match and Yuki made sure that the guys won both matches to get them stripping off their bikini bottoms just before the BBQ lunch was served. It seemed obvious somehow that they left their clothes off over lunch. I made sure that I sat with Megumi during lunch. I bowed low to her and apologised for my reaction to her delightful body as I had uncovered it first thing in the morning. I told her that I had been overcome by the moment but that I was very ashamed. She stood up and bowed back to me. 'Peter-san, I must repeat that I will do absolutely anything to ensure your happiness this weekend.' Of course, that made me feel so guilty that I just wanted to hug her and offer restitution somehow. As she stood however she looked me in the eye, winked, and said 'I would like you to do that again sometime. It was very exciting. I have often wondered.....' She gave me a little kiss. 'Until next time Peter-san.' This made me feel considerably better and she was also obviously in a good mood so nothing was about to spoil our afternoon. Except possibly that I saw the girls were putting back on their bikinis. Yuki sat the girls down by the pool and us guys immediately behind them. He called the girls up, one by one, to draw from a box a slip of paper that detailed which fancy dress costume the next game demanded they change into. There were outfits for a schoolgirl, a nurse, a French maid, a nightclub style dress, some lingerie and a monokini with a tiny little thong that would obviously sit between the girl's nether lips and with two straps that went over her breasts but with holes for the nipples. Wow. Once the girls knew what they were to change into Yuki brought round the ubiquitous long cocktail sticks to select a partner for each girl. He seemed to be pushing one particular stick towards me which I took. When we looked at the sticks I had drawn Koike again and was up first to play this game. We had to stand together in front of the rest of the girls and fellows and were given a hanger holding her change of clothing. Yuki then blindfolded Koike and me and explained that I had to both undress and dress Koike in the new clothes. She was not allowed to help in any major way. Then they covered the pair of us, and the clothes, with a big material sack, which they pulled over our heads. I guess that the idea was that nobody could see exactly what we were doing under there, but that all the movements would be fairly suggestive. It also meant that I felt no compunction about fondling Koike as I worked. Knowing that she could not be seen I quickly pulled off her bikini top and bottoms. She meantime had dropped the swim trunks that I was wearing down to my knees and was slowly masturbating my dick. I was in heaven. Talk about a distraction from the task in hand. I fondled her breasts for a while and then pushed a couple of fingers inside her until I felt her start to orgasm. I quickly finished her off and began to feel guilty that we had as yet not even started trying to get her dressed. Luckily she had drawn one of the easier costumes to put on, the lingerie. I started with the stockings, easing them up her legs, feeling plenty of flesh as I did it. I then felt my way around the suspender belt and attached the hooks to the stocking tops. All this time one or more of my fingers was in close proximity to her pussy lips or clitoris. I pulled on her bra, fastening it behind her and spent a couple of minutes adjusting her tits inside it, until they felt comfortable - to both of us. I pulled the negligee over her shoulders and fastened the ties at the front and then lastly pulled up the gauzy little panties with much reluctance and a long last feel between her sopping wet lips. She reciprocated by bending lower and finishing me off in her mouth then swallowing my cum. I came as quietly as I could but I know I shuddered and said, 'Oh my god,' a couple of times. This must have alerted the small crowd who had been watching us to recognise that we had finished and we received a big cheer. Yuki then told us to take off each other's masks first before he pulled the sack from over our heads. I was pleased to do this as it means that I could see Koike for a final kiss before everyone started watching us. I quickly remembered to pull up my shorts. I didn't want people guessing what we had been doing. We took off each other's masks and I leant in for the kiss. I suddenly realised how light it was in this particular sack and looked around to see that the thick sack had merely been a delusion. It had been a see-through gauze bag, which would have covered none of our activities. No wonder they were standing and cheering, even the girls. How embarrassed were we. It was obvious that Koike knew no more of it than I had. She stood there blushing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, She was not even worried about the gauzy nightie and underwear that she had on. Like me she was remembering what we had done to each other in full public view. All I remember is Yuki clapping me and pointing me back to my seat and Akai coming forward to take Koike by the hand and lead her back to her seat at the side. One by one then the other girls came up, with their drawn partners, donned the masks and proceeded to undress and dress again in front of us. The guys of course were not shy about fondling their partners, completely undressing them first, as I had, and then showing off their body parts to the audience. Yuki knew what he was doing in deceiving me, because I would never have taken so many liberties with Koike as these guys did. She would never have been comfortable either being undressed in front of the crowd, particularly having to go first. Mina was the last to get dressed, putting on the monokini, which really suited her. The peep hole straps showed off her, probably, false but beautiful breasts, allowing her nipples to poke through and the single string that passed down though her legs and up her back crease was narrow enough that it fitted comfortably, or possibly uncomfortably between her labia. A beautiful sight. An early tea was then served with the girls acting as hostesses, pouring for us and then sitting with us, or on our knees until we had drunk it. Koike was much in demand in her lingerie as was Mina, the guys groping their very available bottoms and tits. Megumi, dressed as a schoolgirl came to me with the teapot and asked if she could sit on my lap as she served it. She was so obviously not cross with me for raping her earlier that I was delighted and made room in my lap. As she was sitting there she reached down between her legs and started getting me hard, not a difficult thing to do as it turned out. I have never sipped tea before with a schoolgirl sitting on my lap playing with my cock. It quickly hardened under Megumi's experienced hands. No sooner than it was hard than she stood up, pulled it out from under my swimming costume, pulled her schoolgirl panties, to one side and sat back down hard upon it, pushing it right up her cunt as far as it would go. She then proceeded to giggle and wriggle, lisping like a young schoolgirl as she tried to make me cum. I think Akai and Rin knew what she was doing but as I was sitting towards the back and most of the guys had their eyes on Mina and Koike I was mainly in a little world of my own. Megumi wriggled enough, bouncing up and down and round and around to quickly make me cum, even though I had cum about an hour earlier with Koike. Akai and Rin nodded their approval as Megumi stood and then poured me a refill. As she bent in front of me I groped her pussy to find the wet patch that my cum was making as it dripped out of her into her knickers. I'll bet that was uncomfortable. She gave me a little kiss and moved on to pour more tea elsewhere. Suddenly the girls were all up collecting tea pots and walking towards the kitchen. I wondered what games we had in store next. Instead Yuki stood and gave us his farewell speech, thanking us for coming, hoping that we had had a good time and telling us that the coach would be ready to leave in thirty minutes. One of the other guests stood and formally thanked our hosts, the Takefuni Group, the Chairman Sato-san and of course Yuki for hosting the weekend and the golf. There was absolutely no mention of the girls. I walked back with the others to quickly shower, pack and get ready to get on the coach. I quickly went to the bedrooms where I knew the girls had been to thank them and even ask for a telephone number perhaps, but there were no girls in sight and the rooms had been converted into living areas. We were obviously not expected to see them again. The only time when the girls were mentioned after that was on the train. It was just Yuki and I sitting talking as the train drew into Tokyo central. 'Peter-san, I must apologise for the little trick I played on you with the see-through sack. Everyone else however knew the trick and I knew you would enjoy it more if you thought no-one could see what you were doing.' I punched him lightly on the shoulder and agreed that while I had been very shocked it would not have been as good if I had known I was being watched. I now had the opportunity to bring up Koike. 'Also,' I said, 'Koike would not have been happy as she was still very shy about getting undressed in public, It must have been hard for her as it was her first time there. I don't suppose you could give me her phone number?' 'Now now Peter- san, you should know better than to ask. Firstly what on earth makes you think that it was her first time there? Just because she said so? Remember her vow 'I will do anything I can to make this weekend a success for you.' Do you think that it could just be a bit of play acting that makes you feel good and her feel better when she goes back to her fiancée, if she has one?' 'And also what an embarrassment if you were to ring her and she is happily with her fiancée or married or with her children even. Peter-san you must not get involved. Be like all the other men and forget they were even there.' Good advice and I have tried. Really I have. I have also tried to put a lot of business Yuki's way in the hope of being invited again. It is not very motivating in business to hope that your customers do not pay up.