Geisha House ============ by Caesar(91) Joey walked ahead of me, through the dark corridor of an old brick building. The smell of piss, puke and sweat was very persuasive. We passed a stocky thick set oriental at the metal doors to a shady corridor, but since then we have passed only one drunk passed out on the floor, his own vomit covering his lap and chest. Dirt was thrown about the hallway randomly, yet a well worn path was made down the middle. I followed my business partner as he turned several corners, obviously knowing where he is going. After about two minutes of this I can hear a faint musical sound from far off down the corridor. Joey turns and smiles a shiny tooth grin at me. His yellow skin is shiny from sweat and his small frame seemed even smaller in the dark hallway. I had agreed to accompany him on this "erotic adventure" not because I like the little oriental, nor because I was overly curious but because I had been ordered on this business trip to improve relations with our two companies. My boss had said that, I was to do anything to get the trust and friendship of this man. My thoughts wondered to my wife and two daughters, what they were doing? "Here! Right here is where we enter another world." Said the thickly accented Joey. "You ready?" "Yes, of course." I answered. We turned a corner and walked through a heavy canvas curtain. On the other side was a small room, like a coat room, where a man in a tuxedo stood with two young girls. Along the wall was bins with shoes, briefcases, and jackets. Under the smiling order of the man, I took off my shoes and sports jacket, he placed them in a bin and assured me that they would be here when I returned. The two teenage girls were wearing traditional Japanese kimono and obi. They folded my jacket tenderly and with flowing movements, and I might add very expertly. There was one more short clean corridor we walked through and then we were standing in a large dark room. Decorated in a mixture of traditional and modern influences. My eyes were everywhere, trying to see everything. But Joey pulled me along towards what could be a bar. I sat on a normal bar stool and immediately there was a pretty girl standing at my shoulder asking in Japanese, if I wanted anything to drink. I ordered. My eyes returned to the thin stage, that we sat at. On it were seven pretty naked girls dancing seductively, one right above my face, her almost hairless crotch was inches from my face. I could smell her sweat and thick perfume and perhaps the smell of her sex. I turned to Joey and saw him rubbing another girls inner thigh and even up to her crotch with his hand. There were two other oriental men sitting at the stage, and each had a woman directly above him. Slowly I turned and looked behind me. There was several traditional Japanese low tables. About half were full of business men and partially to full naked woman. They were drinking and laughing. The mans hands ran over every part of any woman's body, they often moved their bodies to make it easier. On wire cages hanging from the ceiling were miniature stages. One had two naked girls inverted to each other, their faces pressed against the others sex. On another, a small oriental with a very large penis was standing while a pre-teenage girl tried to suck him. It was obviously too large for her, but his hands forced her head down upon his cock. There were five more such cages with a different sexual experience in each. The naked bodies in them were painted and made-up with makeup giving each show a eerie appearance. Throughout the crowd walked small pretty girls carrying trays laden with food, drinks, and other assortments. Some I could not make out. As they walked by a man, a hand would often reach out to fondle or grab an intimate part of her body. A loud commotion caught my attention. At a far table, a man had thrown a waitress over his knee and ripped her kimono up to her waist and began to spank her, roughly. His fellows at the table laughed and clapped along to the slaps of his hands. It seemed the unfortunate girl had accidentally dropped a sake cup full down upon the mans lap. Joey tugged at my elbow, then nodded to the wiggling naked female on the stage above me. "Any girl you want? It yours, anything!" He laughed, then pointed to a hidden shelf next to each stool. He opened his and took out a thick six inch ivory dildo. The girl above him started to gyrate and turn her back upon him. At his orders she bent over, arching her back, her young pussy lips pouting out towards his face. Laughing he slowly inserted the thick ivory tool into the tight vaginal hole until it was seated deeply inside her. She moaned loudly and wiggled her ass, but kept still otherwise. Joey looked over at me and smile that bucktooth grin and motioned for me to do the same. I remember his exact words in the limo coming over from the office, "Any fantasy is fulfilled. Boys, girls, anything. Understand?" It had been almost a order or perhaps a test. I thought of my pretty wife of sixteen years at home with my two gorgeous daughters. I had never cheated on her, but had been tempted very often. My position as a senior manager put me in an awkward position. My wife enjoyed the fineries that my money gave her, but could she give it up if I was fired? Maybe. But, I would probably get a promotion if I enticed Mr. Joey Teremoto into linking businesses with our companies. An action that would make my wife happier, and I would not have to kow-tow to anyone ever again. Therefore, all I needed to do was enjoy myself tonight, even at the expense of my vow to my wife. My hand opened the drawer and took out one of the seven different styles of dildos. I had chosen a small four inch rubber tool, I hoped it would not hurt the pretty girl above me. Joey's eyes watched me closely. The dancer looked down into my eyes waiting for the order for her to position herself. I nodded to the stage top. She danced until she was laying upon her back, her thin legs in a vee right up in the air. Again I looked upon her almost hairless pussy, the pink pussy lips slightly pouting. Without thinking too much about what I was about to do, I inserted the rubber tool inside her most private of privates. She took it easily, and my finger tips touched her thick pussy lips. I could feel the moist heat from her body, and even the electricity that ran up from my hand. She wiggled her ass against the stage, grinding and rubbing the fake phallus inside her vagina. She humped, and ground her body. Fucking the tool, while I held the dildo firmly in my fingertips. Enjoying the forbidden sight of her passion and the feeling of my fingers sometimes touching her. Joey was much more into it, I saw that he had one large dildo inside the girls vagina, and another smaller one inside her asshole. The girl was controlling the large one herself, allowing Joey to use his free hand to tweak her nipples. It was a fascinating and addictive sight. So, I rubbed up and down her thin muscular legs with my free hand while the dancer continued to fuck herself upon the tool in my hand. I compared the dancer to my wife. They were completely different, in body and actions. The dancer was small, muscular and very agile. My wife was a large pretty middle-aged woman, who had thick hips but thin waist, large heavy breasts, and shapely but yet aging legs. My wife was very sensual, but not very experimentative. Our sex life, was regular, and fulfilling, but not kinky or new. I realized that Joey had waved away the dancer and put the dildos back inside the drawer, he now had a young waitress on his lap as he watched me. I wanted to impress the Japanese executive so I ordered the dancer onto her knees. Her bottom wiggled seductively and I promptly hit her hard with my open hand. The loud slap and the red mark left on her round ass cheek was a testament to my choice to enjoy myself and to leave behind all my inhibitions. Joey laughed, while the dancer yelled out in pain and pleasure while I continued to spank her and to fuck her with the dildo. I pictured my wife here kneeling upon her knees while I spanked her firmly, the thought made my cock to enlarge and press against my trousers. The thought of my proper wife allowing me to do anything I wanted was a hot idea, for her to succumb to my every desire. I laughed as I spanked the beautiful dancer. When I stopped, it was not because I had enough, but because I was tired. When I pulled out the dildo the dancer collapsed upon the stage, she was also exhausted, her ass a bright red colour. I put the rubber tool back into the drawer and turned to Joey. "So, do you want to party some more?" He smiled motioning to my drink. I drank and nodded. I realized the girl on his lap was kissing his neck while his hand was inside a fold in her kimono and probably playing with her pussy. He stood up and threw the waitress off his lap, "Come on, it gets more interesting from here on." I followed. He lead. We walked through a sliding paper wall into a bright clean room with seven young traditional dressed girls and a old woman also dressed the same. The girls were sitting in a semi-circle around behind her. She sat at a small table with cha and sake. We sat across from her. She spoke only Japanese, but was obviously the madame. Joey talked back and forth for a couple of minutes when he turned to me, "Choose..." I smiled at him and pointed out a small shy young girl who had a round face of a pyxie. I wondered what I had chosen, but was not surprised when the round face girl stood then walked slowly towards us then knelt next to my elbow. Joey also picked one. He explained, "These girls are not like those in the other room. These are very special! They will do anything for you." We sat for twenty minutes sipping cha silently while the two girls as our elbows poured for us. No one talked, but the old woman constantly eyed me suspiciously. She spoke rapidly to Joey. He translated, "She asks if you are interested in viewing the coloured rooms?" The look in his eye told me that he wanted to see these rooms, but he waited patiently for my choice. I nodded yes. A moment latter, the three of us were walking down a thin dark corridor, the two geisha girls had left us to prepare our rooms for us. The old woman stopped at a curtained window, she opened it wide. I stared into a wooden room coloured in blue. In the centre was a fat oriental man, who was surrounded by naked pretty females. The only ornaments in the room were pillows and trays. The girls feed him, rubbed oil into his skin, one sucked upon his thin small penis, another pressed her sex against his thigh. The old woman watched my reaction. Then turned to another window and I looked in. A man was tied over a wooden horse while two older women whipped and thrashed the man. They were brutal, and the man loved it. The next room was with one very old wrinkly man with one young boy and young girl. Both of which were not over twelve years old. The boy was standing with his small penis inside the old mans mouth while the girl was sucking the old mans cock. Another room was with a older woman, and a pretty girl. The girl was oiling and rubbing the older woman's body, even down into the cracks and holes of her sex. And another was with two young men attacking and raping a young woman. They had a cock in each end of her, while she struggled to escape they forced her to succumb. There were several other rooms. I viewed every one. Joey and I were lead to our separate private rooms. A smile upon the face of the old woman as she left us told me I had somehow passed some test. I entered my private room. It was decorated in modern American influence. In the centre of the room was the round faced girl, she was kneeling properly on the floor, her head bowed on the pavement in respect. I asked her name and she answered, "Mitsou". I sat upon the edge of the huge soft bed. And beckoned the girl over to undress me. As I watched her I knew the girl was the same age as my oldest daughter. As Mitsou slowly and softly disrobed me I pictured her as my daughter, wondering if it was possible that this could be my daughter. At first I thought my daughter was too irresponsible, but I knew she would learn perhaps like this small girl had. I knew that some girls were taken while they were six or seven years old and taught how to please. Every moment was taken in studying and watching others, she would learn how to please or be an outcast. I wondered what fee this evening was costing Joey. I knew it must be huge. I fell back on the bed after I was naked, and turned on my stomach. I heard the girl disrobe, but ignored her. Until I felt her naked leg pressing against my thigh. She poured oil onto my back and down past my buttocks and legs. Then her small strong hands worked the thick warm oil into my skin. It felt wonderful. Mitsou began to sing softly while massaging me. Her voice was like a choir, the song like a lullaby. She worked upon my back and legs for I don't know how long, since I fell asleep. But when I awoke I realized that I was laying on my back with her cradled in my arm, her head on my shoulder. I could feel her warm smooth skin against my own. I could even feel the thick hair of her sex against my waist. She was also sleeping softly. It was perhaps the most enjoyable moment of my business trip. This small beautiful girl lay in my arms while we both slept. The smell of incense and perfume was in the room, and it created a sense of wa. Harmony. For the first time I realized what the word meant. Her body was almost exactly made for me, she fit in my arm perfectly while her small frame was petite and dainty. At that moment, I felt a sexual passion like never before. Not with my wife or even before. But with this stranger I felt a energy of passion like I had not experienced before. Maybe I moved, or perhaps she noticed the change in my breathing but she woke up. Almost like a gentle breeze she sat up and looked into my eyes. A lonely sadness was what I saw, and she closed her eyes and bent forward to kiss me. The kiss was short and gentle. Almost beyond feeling, yet a electricity ran down my body enlarging my cock. The next kiss was stronger and with more passion. Her tongue slipped into my mouth to play with my lips, teeth and tongue. It was the most satisfying kiss of my life. Her body lay upon mine, her legs straddling my waist, her sex pressed into my stomach, her hard nipples pressed into my chest. The smell of her skin and the perfume she used was the most stimulating sensation that my nostrils had ever experienced. She gently but passionately kissed down past my chin to my chest. She kissed and gently bit my hair covered nip I could feel her tongue run over the sensitive skin, wetting it before her lips sucked and tugged. Her hands were working at the same time, running up and down my chest and stomach. While her sex was gently but rhythmically pressed into my thigh. Mitsou kissed lower, to my belly button, she tongued and licked the submerged hole. Then down she kissed until her lips were kissing the hair around my hard penis. Her hands were rubbing the inside of my legs giving me shivers of delight. I could no longer feel her sex, but I could feel her seductively rotating her hips. Up to this point she had not yet touched my aching cock, yet it throbbed with a painful yearning that she had caused it. She may have been young, but she was very experienced. It was the first time I had ever moaned and begged for release while I pressed my middle upwards, begging her to relieve my tension. I opened my eyes and looked down to the top of her head just as she kissed the head of my cock for the first time. A loud grown escaped my lips and I tensed my body up, my eyes again rolling back into my head. For just one second, while I looked down onto the top of her head, I pictured my daughter, her lips puckered, her eyes closed, giving me pleasure. Mitsou's second kiss was very satisfying. It was firmer, with wide lips, she left moist saliva on the round crown of my sex. She kissed down my shaft to my balls which she kissed one then the other. I could scream for the release that I needed, my sex was almost painfully aching. She cupped my balls in her hands to gently squeeze the throbbing globes. For the first time she moved rapidly and engulfed my cock. Her mouth swallowed perhaps three inches of my six and a half. I could feel her mouth sucking hard on my rock-like penis. She hummed softly and it caused the most orally stimulating experience I had ever felt. Her now-wet pussy was again pressing my lower leg in time to her sucking. Her head lifted up then dropped down again. She fucked my cock with her pretty round face and lips. I believed she knew before I did when I was about to cum. Her lips wrapped around my shaft with more pressure and her tongue played with my crown, while her hand gripped and squeezed my balls more firmly. I did not yet realize any of this because the only sensation I could feel was my rising excitement as the sperm began to shot out the head of my cock. The first blast was like a release of all my tension and energy as the shot hit the back of the young girls throat. I could hear her swallow my sperm loudly. Her lips came up to the head of my penis, while the rest of my cum shot on her warm wet tongue. All the while she continued to suck hard on my cock. I can barely remember calling out my daughters name, as the sperm shot out the head of my cock. I wished that it could have lasted forever, but knew the pain in my balls was almost unbearable as it was. My wife would suck my penis, but it was like an operation and it was used only as foreplay, she never sucked until I came. Never before had I been the victim of such sexual ecstasy or sexual release. From this moment on, my view of my wife's sexual prowess was in jeopardy. And my unnatural imagination of my daughter thrilling while sending a jolt of excitement through my body. When my body finally collapsed and relaxed, I realized Mitsou had not stopped sucking on my now soft cock. In fact she had adapted a different style and was sucking my cock like a lollipop. She had the whole thing in her mouth and her tongue played along the shaft, trying to be careful of my sensitive head. It felt relaxing and good, but I knew she was wasting her time. I had not gotten a hard-on right after a orgasm since I was nineteen. But I didn't argue and lay back and relaxed. She was relentless. Mitsou sucked and sucked until my penis started to react. To my surprise my cock rose and forced itself again into and down the throat of the young girl. No one was more surprised than me, but my cock was again throbbing with almost the same passion as before. She didn't continue to suck. I moaned and would have begged for her lips to return to my cock. When I realized she was climbing up my body and positioning her-self over my upward pointing penis. I could not help but picture my daughter aiming over me. I opened my eyes just as she fell onto my cock. The sight of her round pretty face twisted with passion was a delight in itself. Her mouth was open in a silent scream, and her eyes were shut hard. I could feel her hands balancing herself on my chest, and I could see her small breasts for the first time. A round firm breast with a hard small nipple pointing almost towards the ceiling was glistening with sweat. I could feel the very wet grip of her cunt pressing against my cock. My hands rose up and gripped her waist in a firm but gentle grasp. I was about to begin her thrusts but she again anticipated my need and rose up until the head of my cock was just touching the opening of her gaping cunt. Then she drove downward, slamming her cunt against my pubic hair. Mitsou screamed. It was a loud, fulfilling, and enjoyable scream. As she again drove her sex down on mine, I imagined that I could feel her womb bounce against the head of my cock. Her cunt had very controllable pussy muscles as she gripped and squeezed my penis. It was beyond question that she was in control, she was the one calling the punches. It was almost as if I was here for her pleasure. She screamed then growled in delight as my large cock filled her small body up. She began moan in Japanese, I did not understand the words but I knew what she was saying. The words were international. I do not know how long we fucked. But I knew that every second was heaven. The sweat was covering both of us and I could feel her muscles tremble with exhaustion as I neared another fantastic orgasm. Up and down, up and down. She fucked with even more passion, as she sensed the end was nearing. Her words had a ring of begging as she rose also in ecstasy. My imagination kept flashing my daughters face before me, before Mitsou again filled my vision. The sound that filled my ears when we spent both at the same time was indescribable. Except it was inhuman, almost animal in its passion and fulfilment. And it was loud. I could feel every muscle in her body quiver and spasm in orgasm, as a flood of moisture drenched my lap. Our pubic hairs intermingled and ground together. I shot another large load of sperm deep inside her, and then I lay exhausted and watched her own orgasm finish. Our eyes meet in mutual exhaustion and fulfilment. She smiled sweetly then lay upon my chest, my exhausted cock still inside her gripping cunt. My mind wandered to my family, and what I was willing to do for them. Never before had work been so enjoyable. I wondered what sex with my wife would be like now, or if I would look upon my daughters in the same light as when I left them. Especially the oldest, who I had fantasized being with. This young girl who had stimulated me like no other person had ever done, was a mystery to me. She was the same age as my oldest daughter and the same size as my youngest, but she was more experienced than my wife. I would not say I was in love, I would say that I was in lust. I wanted to try everything with this young lady. I awoke to a wonderful feeling as a soft wet cloth rubbed up and down my body. Mitsou's voice was singing the same relaxing tune as she washed every pore of my body. I turned as she finished washing my back and buttocks. I sat up and she helped me dress. When I was back to myself, she stood on her toes and wrapped her arms around my neck, just as my oldest daughter does every day, but kissed me softly with gentle passion. I exited the room. Joey finally joined me in the large common room, where I sat with a waitress. My left hand absentmindedly inside her dress rubbing along the cleft of her vagina, while with my other I drank my drink. We left the secret pleasure palace five hours after we entered. I was a different person than the one that came in, sexually I had experienced a new world, fell in love with a young girl who didn't speak my language and discovered my unnatural desire for my daughter. I knew I would someday return to live out fantasies that I couldn't have. Perhaps very soon! Joey continued to smile at me, but did not say anything. I knew I had passed the test.