ALL I EVER WANTED 09 THE MEGUMI STORIES BY MEGUMI KATO AND FRIENDS VOLUME 02: ALL I EVER WANTED BY MEGUMI KATO AND SAMANTHA WEST CHAPTER IX Sammy's Story Completed "Well, the third boy she'd chosen knelt in front of her so that she could take his cock comfortably into her mouth. Then they started: oh, it was so exciting! She set the rhythm, moving backwards and forwards on her hands and knees, pushing her arse and cunt firmly onto the two cocks behind her, then making them pull a little way out as she pressed forward again. The cock in her mouth was enormous, and I couldn't understand how she was taking it all in. Then I suddenly saw the movements of her neck and a sort of lumpiness just below her adam's apple - and I realised she must have swallowed it deep into her throat. God, that was exciting! The very idea of doing that made me start to come. "The boys, all six of them, were making a tremendous noise, of course, which was just as well because I was groaning and writhing up in my loft with no thought of hiding any more. Even though she had fucked them all twice already they were good and ready to come again: first one, and another climaxed with great shouts of triumph, though the boy with his cock stuffed up her arse managed to last longer. She didn't stop. As soon as each of them had finished, one of the three still waiting pulled him out of her and took over. Most of them came back for a second helping. I tell you, Megumi, it was wonderful!" "I can imagine. Feel how wet you're making me." She felt my cunt for a moment. "Mm'mm, yes. Oh, what a sweet cunt you have, Megumi! So tight and so juicy. No wonder all the men want you. Oh, if only I was a man ..." She turned in my arms for a moment and kissed me. Then it was my turn to twist her onto her back, as we squirmed against each other, the harmony between us perfect except for one thing that was missing. I suddenly thought of the double dildo which Suzy had used to fuck me during the filming of the orgy scene: oh, with that, how I could have played the man's part in pleasuring my little darling! But as it was, our poor empty pussies could only weep together in frustration. At last I begged her to tell me more of lucky Fran and what she did with her six eager cocks. "Oh, darling Megumi, I'd never imagined a girl could have such a wonderful time with a group of boys. Anyway, when they'd all finished with her for the moment they sat around and drank and talked, while she just lay there, looking all dreamy, with their cum dribbling out of her holes. "One of them said, 'September's our last meeting. Whose turn is it to arrange the entertainment?' "Someone called out, 'Marcus is next.' "There were shouts of agreement, and Marcus promised to take it on. "'She'll have to be damn good if she's going to do better than Fran,' one of them said. Fran looked up at him and smiled, moving her hips slowly as if wanting to thank him for the compliment. But the others started shouting that they were hungry, and soon they had all rushed outside to get the barbecue going. For a while there was silence in the big room apart from Fran's deep sighs of satisfaction and my own rapid, excited breathing. Then, her eyes half shut and not looking anywhere in particular, Fran said: "'C'mon down here, honey. Want to talk to you.' "It never occurred to me to disobey her. Quickly I scrambled into my shorts and, dragging my top behind me, climbed down the ladder pulling bits of hay from my hair and body. "'You enjoy what you saw?' she asked. "'Oh, _yes_!' I said eagerly. 'It was lovely. You were wonderful. I admired you so much.' "She looked at me thoughtfully. I suddenly remembered I was naked above the waist and pulled on my t-shirt. "'Yes, I guess you're 'most ready for it,' she said. 'But listen, hon, things are going to get a little out of control tonight, once they've had plenty to eat and drink - especially drink - and are ready for more. If they find you, they'll take you too.' "She must have seen from my face how thrilling I found that idea. "'Yes, I know, honey, but you're not ready for that yet. I can take it. I'm used to it and I love it. But first you need to find a boy to show you what to do. You know, with a bit of tenderness. _Then_ you'll be ready for party sex - if that's what you want.' "For a while I wanted to rebel. I was desperate to fill my holes as she had done. Then I thought, _all_ my holes? I wasn't so sure I was ready to have my arse fucked, for example. And while I longed to take a boy's cock into my mouth, how awful it would be if I disappointed him, and couldn't swallow it the way he expected. "'All right,' I said at last. "'That's a good girl. You get back home now before they catch you. Come and talk to me at the gas-station next week. If you can't find a boy to teach you how to screw, I'll get one for you.' "'Thanks,' I said. "'That's right. You're just beginning. Learn it properly and don't hurry.' "I hesitated. Then, all in a rush, I said: 'I thought you were wonderful. I want to do that too. Like you did. With lots of boys all at once.' "'All right, hon. If that's what you want to do, that's what you'll do. You'll find the way. But take it easy. Where's the fire?' "I was silent for a moment. Then I put my hand on the crotch of my shorts. 'In here,' I said. "Fran laughed. Then, 'Hurry up,' she said, 'they're coming back.' "I was out of the shack and on the path back home before they had time to spot me. I had lots to think about, and by the time I was home and had crept up to my room I had a plan. "The next day was Sunday, of course. Marcus's parents went to church, but my mother didn't, and had lots of things for me to do around the house. But I found time to be private and took a careful look at my pussy. It was swollen and puffy from what I had done to it the previous evening, and hurt and bled a bit when I pushed my fingers inside, but it wasn't bad. In any case my plan wasn't to start till the next day. "On the Monday my mother went off to work and Marcus's parents were out nearly all day. When I was sure we were alone together, I went to find Marcus. As I expected, he was sitting on the front porch thumbing through some copies of _Hustler_ which had been circulating among his group of friends. He didn't try to hide them, but he obviously didn't want me there either. "'Go away, Sammy,' he just said, 'I'm busy.' "I kicked my shoes off and stood there in front of him, barefoot and in just shorts and t-shirt, saying nothing. "'I said, go away. I don't want you here. Leave me in peace.' "I waited a little longer, then said, 'I saw what you did on Saturday night.' "Now he looked up. 'What?' he said, not yet quite realising what I meant. "'I saw what you did. You and your friends, with Fran. I was in the loft, watching.' "Now I had his attention. The magazine dropped out of his hands, and he stared at me, his face going white as he took it in. "'I saw everything. The way she sucked your ... things, the way you had her three at a time ... everything.' "There was a pause. 'My God, Sammy, you're not going to tell, are you?' "'Depends.' "'Sammy, they'd be furious. They might even stop me going to college. Please don't tell.' "I said nothing. "'What do you want not to tell?' "He was getting the idea fast. I decided to press my advantage quickly while he was still frightened of me. "'There's one thing.' "'What is it? I'll give you whatever you want.' "'I heard you all agree,' I said carefully, 'that it was your turn to find the girl for September.' He said nothing. I took a deep breath. 'I want to be her.' "That really shook him. "'Wha-a-at? But you can't! You're too young. You don't know _what_ we do to the girl. You've no idea ...' "'I do know. I saw everything you all did to Fran. I want you to do it to me. All of it.' "'But you've never ... have you? You don't know what to do ...' "'Teach me,' I said. "'But ... I can't ... you're my cousin ... And suppose your mother ...' "I crossed my arms round my waist and took hold of the hem of my t-shirt. I slowly pulled it over my head and dropped it on the floor. Then I unzipped the front of my shorts, let them fall and kicked them aside. I was wearing nothing else, of course. I teased my nipples erect; then slid my hands slowly down my body till I was gently stroking my pussy. Finally I put my hands behind my head and made a complete turn, just as Fran had done, very slowly so that he could examine my naked body from every angle. "'Teach me,' I said again. 'I want to know _everything_ that a boy can do to a girl. Then I want you and your friends to do _everything_ to me at your next meeting. _All_ of it. All the things you did to Fran, and things you didn't as well. You've got five weeks to teach me. Start now. Otherwise there won't _be_ a next meeting.' "I began to stroke my pussy again. I could see that my nudity, and my shameless request, were having a powerful effect on him. He was breathing heavily and there was an attractive bulge in the front of his jeans. He wasn't thinking any more about the risk of my telling his parents what he and his friends got up to. The only thing on his mind now was lust for me. I wasn't very experienced in these matters then, but I could feel it. It was like a strange perfume in the air, exciting me in ways I'd never really felt before. Nowadays, of course, I can smell out male lust easily. When I'm with a group of people I can tell at once who wants me; and even if I don't do anything about it it gives me a lovely, warm feeling. Of course boys had been wanting me for some while already, but this was the first time I found myself appreciating it, and enjoying the power that it gave me over them. "Marcus suddenly stood up. He pulled off his clothes quickly, and I saw his erection stand out fully now his jeans were no longer holding it back. Then he sat down again, stretching his legs out in front of him. "'Come here,' he said. 'Kneel down between my legs. That's right. Now take my cock in your hands and rub it gently up and down. Slower. Oh, yes, that's good. Not so rough: slide your hands up and down, don't pull the skin. Oh, that's beautiful, Sammy - are you sure you've never done this before?' "I smiled up at him happily, delighted to be praised. For the first time I was experiencing the wonderful feel of a man's cock, the hard rod with its soft velvet covering and strange bumps and veins, as I frigged him with growing skill. A little bubble formed at the hole and soon Marcus had to beg me to stop: he was getting dangerously close to a climax. "When he had pulled himself back from the brink, he said, 'Now try with your mouth.' "Watching Fran take the boys' cocks deep into her throat had thrilled me almost more than anything else the other evening, and it was a technique I was keen to learn. I leant my hands on his naked thighs and began. At first I found it difficult: Marcus's cock was quite a mouthful for me and my jaw soon began to ache. But gradually I learnt how to relax and let my lips do the work of stimulating him. I could take him only a little way into me: the head of his cock bounced against the back of my throat, making me gag, and I hadn't yet learnt the trick of relaxing my throat muscles and drawing him deep into me as Fran had done. "'Use your tongue, too, Sammy,' Marcus was saying. 'On the underneath especially. Oh, God, Sammy, yes - that's _wonderful_ - God, you're marvellous ..." "Suddenly I felt his hand seize the back of my head and force my mouth higher up the shaft of his cock than I had managed so far by myself. The head pressed hard against my throat and I felt the beginning of a choking fit. Marcus felt it too and released the pressure of his hand. Gratefully I began to move my lips firmly up and down the part of his shaft I could reach, while flicking my tongue around the underside as he had instructed me. He was now groaning and writhing in his chair, obviously too close to his orgasm to think about teaching me how to do better. I could feel his cock thickening in my mouth and all at once spurts of cum flooded into me. Of course it was the first time I had tasted it: it was strange, and somehow rather nice, but I wasn't sure if I really liked it. When I think of the gallons of the stuff I've swallowed since then, it seems funny that there was ever a time when I wasn't sure whether I liked it! "Of course I was absolutely delighted to have succeeded so well on my first attempt, and Marcus was hugging me to him and telling me how much I had pleased him. "'Next I'll fuck your cunt,' he said, 'and we'll see how you like that. But you'll have to wait a bit till I can manage it again. You've really drained me.' I smiled up at him. He suddenly thought of something. 'If we're going to do this a lot, we'd better not do it in the house too often. We're bound to get caught. Is there somewhere outside we can go and be private?' "'Of course there is!' I said, jumping up and quickly putting on my shoes. I left my clothes lying where they were. 'I know all the best places in these woods. Let me show you!' "So for the first time in my life I ran naked through the woods with a lover by my side. Of course there was no one except Marcus to see me; but already I had that lovely shivery feeling telling me what a thrill it would be if other boys were watching. "Well, you can guess, Megumi, that those five weeks were the most remarkable in my life that far. The weather was beautiful, and whenever I could get free from my work around the house I was off in the woods with Marcus. I showed him some of my secret places, and we spent hours there, naked together in the open air, practising every kind of fucking there is. Our parents couldn't help noticing how friendly we had suddenly become, and my mother kept giving me little meaningful smiles, which I hated, and letting me off the housework so I had more time to be with him, which was fine. Marcus's parents looked rather sour about it: they didn't want their spoilt only son entangled by a mixed-race illegitimate cousin! I think they hoped he was just taking advantage of me and would forget me as soon as he went off East to his college. In fact of course they were closer to the truth than my mother - though I reckon _I_ was taking advantage of _him_ rather than the other way round. Anyway, I never really _liked_ Marcus, except as a convenient sex object. He was tireless in his screwing and, having once got started on his course of instruction, was determined to mould me into the most accomplished little fuck there had ever been. I was grateful to him for that - I still am - but I never saw him as someone I wanted to spend time with when we weren't fucking each other. Of course, I was determined not to let him down. I wanted him to be really proud of me when he handed me over to his friends to fuck. You see, I was already developing the instincts of a professional sex performer! "I had one terrible disappointment: for all our efforts together I could never get my arse muscles to open up so that I could learn to take a man there. Marcus's cock was huge, of course, but that wasn't the reason. My silly rosebud wouldn't open even for a finger. I wept tears of frustration at this. The thought of being presented to the six lovers, expecting me in a few weeks, while I was still incomplete as a sexually awakened woman was just dreadful. But in the end Marcus said I was getting to be so good at everything else that it didn't matter: he'd tell the boys to leave my arse alone, and would promise them they could make up for it by doing absolutely anything they liked in my cunt and mouth. "Ah, my mouth! If it's _possible_ to imagine anything more glorious than having your cunt fucked, for me the real wonder of wonders is sucking a man's cock and being fucked in my face in return. I got to know every millimetre of Marcus's cock: every vein, every little bump, all the strange crevices. And I was in love with it. I couldn't get enough of it: soon I was the insatiable one, and he had to beg me to leave him alone sometimes. I adored the taste of his cum, and that wonderful moment when your lips can feel it beginning to shoot down the shaft, and know that in a second your tongue is going to be bathed in spurts of that lovely, salty, creamy, raw-egg taste ... Oh Megumi, darling, isn't it sublime?" "Mm'mm," I said sleepily. "It makes me so _proud_. I mean, I make it happen. And when it happens, it's all _mine_ to do what I like with - to drink, to smear on my breasts, to lick off my fingers! Oh, it's so beautiful!" "Yes, it is," I said. "Get on to what happened at the next meeting." "Fran took an interest in my progress, of course, and we had some chats together when I took the truck to the gas-station. I told her about the difficulties I was having learning how to accept a man's cock up my arse. She said I wasn't to worry about it, that it would come right when I was ready for it. I had enough to offer the boys for the moment anyway, she said. And she gave me tips on how to open up my throat so that a cock could slip deep into my mouth. She said you mustn't think of it as something long and thick pushing its way into you: you just had to relax, take a little breath, lower your tongue and swallow the head, which is soft and nice anyway, and then the rest is easy. She was right, of course. "Well, finally the last Saturday in September came. We - Marcus and I - had stopped having sex together a few days before: he said he had nothing more to teach me, and wanted us both to get up an appetite. I felt my appetite would be enormous whatever I did beforehand, but I had learnt how limited men are in the amount of fucking they can do at one time, so I didn't argue with him. For my final lesson he and I looked at the gorgeous girls in his copies of _Hustler_ together and chose some of the sexiest and most titillating poses; and then I practised showing myself off the way they did. Oh, I wanted so much to be like them! I was already looking forward to the effect I would have when I showed myself off like that. "You can imagine how tense and excited I was as Marcus drove me to the shack. We were to arrive a bit after the others, of course: they were responsible for getting the place ready. I was naked but covered in a black cloth, as Fran had been; I had some ordinary clothes in the back of the truck to wear when I went home. Marcus parked the truck and went inside, while I waited just outside the door till they were ready for me. I could hear the excited shouts of the boys preparing for the last meeting of the group: they were obviously determined it was going to be a good one. So was I. "'Listen, guys,' I heard him say, 'you're going to thank me for this. Have I got a girl for you tonight! She's new, and she's hot!' There was a cheer from the others. 'But there's just one rule, so listen up well. No arse-fucking with her tonight.' This time there was a groan. 'Keeping it for yourself, are you, Marcus?' shouted someone, amid derisive cat-calls. 'Guys, when you find out what she can do with her mouth and her cunt, you won't miss it. But this is serious. Anyone who has to fuck an arse tonight can fuck his buddy's if he likes, but not hers.' "There were still a few grumbles but the group settled down. Marcus walked over to the door, and flung it open. 'Right, guys, here she is! Get a look of this!' "I had decided to change the routine a bit: I had already dropped my black covering outside the door and ran in naked, then posed nude for them on the pile of mats. There was dead silence as I turned slowly, changing position from time to time, displaying myself for their inspection as the lovely _Hustler_ girls did. Then someone said, 'God, that's little Sammy!' Someone else called out, 'Hasn't she cleaned up well!' There was general laughter, breaking the awestruck spell which greets a naked girl when she first presents herself to the men she is going to invite to fuck her. _You_ know, Megumi - you've been nude for an audience far more than I have: like when you take everything off at that strip-club you promised to introduce me to." "Mm'mm," I said sleepily. "The way Fran had started her sex session - 'Working the Clock' the boys called it, lying on her stomach and taking a pair of boys at a time as if she were the hands of the clock and they the digits - was an old tradition of the group, but I had agreed with Marcus that I didn't have to follow it. I thought I would enjoy the sex much more if I concentrated on one boy at a time. So instead of crouching across the mats I knelt in the middle: thighs apart, heels tucked under me, my body upright. I signalled to the first boy to come and take position in front of me. As I reached for his beautiful erection and began to frig him, I asked, 'What's your name?' "Considering that this was my initiation into group oral sex, which has been my passion ever since, I wish I could remember the name of the boy who owned the first cock I ever sucked in public. But I can't. What I do remember is the wonderful surprise I got when I took him into my mouth. As I told you, I knew Marcus's cock intimately, but this boy's was quite different. I suppose it had occurred to me that all cocks were probably individual in minor ways, but nothing had prepared me for how different they could be. And I discovered something even more wonderful when, quite soon, he reached his climax and filled my mouth with big spurts of creamy cum: it tasted different from Marcus's! "So then of course I was in a frenzy to discover _how_ different each man's cum could taste. I sucked all six of them, one after the other, without stopping - keeping Marcus till last as a sort of reference point. And, yes, they _were_ all different. I wanted to work through them all again, but the boy at the front of the queue was desperate to try my cunt. So I lay on my back and they flooded me with their cum as I came and came and begged for more. "After that they took a break for beer and food from the barbecue outside, while I lay on the floor recovering from the stream of orgasms I had been granted throughout the past hour. As I came to myself again, I thought about the wonderful discovery I had made. By the time the boys were once more ready for sex, I had invented a game for us to play. I invited them to blindfold me, and then enter my mouth in any order they liked. After I had explored each boy's cock with my lips and tongue, and had tasted his cum, I had to guess his name. I got four out of six right - including Marcus, of course - and then invited the two winners to claim any prize they liked. Of course that was a bit silly because they could have done anything to me they wanted without having to win a competition first! But they didn't mind, and told me to lie on my back. Then they entered my mouth and cunt, swapping over from time to time. Because my cunt was still soaking wet from having earlier been drenched by all six of them in turn, when they switched round like that I got to taste a cocktail of their cum and my own juice, which was wonderfully exciting. "At last the party broke up. The boys said good-bye, promising to keep in touch and tell each other about the girls they would have at their different colleges. One or two still had the strength to give me a farewell fuck; the others just took a final feel of my breasts and arse. Then I was alone in the truck with Marcus, being driven slowly home. He told me how pleased he was with my performance, then fell silent. "After a while, I said: 'Why don't we stop along here somewhere and screw? It'd be so nice, just the two of us.' "So before we finally went home, we lay together again under the stars while I gave the boy who had taught me everything I knew the best orgasm I could manage. As I leant over him, his beautiful cock stuffed deep down my throat and my tongue flickering over its shaft, I thanked him silently for having so completely changed my life." [Next in Part 10: Chapter X: Starting a New Life Together] For complete series so far see /files/Authors/Bob_Williams