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Okinawa (M/F+, FF, bd, asian, rom, prost, military)
By Mushroom (mushrom@hotmail.com)
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Tired of the normal "fuck-suck" stories I read, I decided
to write some my own way. They are much longer than most,
and have (I feel) more character development than most
other adult stories.
This story is intended only to be enjoyed by consenting
adults. It is based on both real life experiences and
fantasy. Any similarities to anybody, living or dead, is
intentional. Only the names have been changed to protect
the involved parties.
If you are interested in more like these, my E-Mail
address is mushrom@hotmail.com. All of my stories and
more are now available at my web site, "Adventures In
Erotica". This is a free site, and the address is
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Okinawa: Chapter I
It was late Saturday evening. I was walking in Okinawa
City, Japan. I had been here for just over a year, and
loved being here. My normal routine was to get into my
car (a piece of shit '82 Toyota) and drive down here. I
was stationed in the extreme Northern area of the island,
and there was absolutely nothing there. Okinawa City was
just outside of Kadena Airforce Base, and had a very
active nightlife.
I had gone to a couple of the normal clubs for me. Bamboo
had their banana show, where an older Japanese gal shoved
a banana inside her cunt, then pushed it out in little
pieces. There was an airhead that actually got down and
ate them as they fell out. I watched the show, killed my
beer, and left.
I stopped at Club Paradise, and spent an hour playing
with a little Philippino. Most of the bar girls here were
from there. I was never sure if that was because either
the local women willing to do this were to ugly, or that
they wanted more money. This one looked like she was
barely 18, and was only 4'9".
I bought her a drink, and spent about 30 minutes playing
with her large titties while she rubbed my cock under the
table. She was just a "buy me drinkee" girl, and was only
trying to get more of my money. So after I refused to
give her more money, she left.
The "buy me drinkee" girls never put out, and would never
get you off. They would tease you, and let you grope them
until your wallet was empty. They would then move on,
leaving you frustrated and broke. There were a few that I
knew of in smaller clubs that would jack you off, but
they were exceptions.
I was heading back to my car, and decided to take a
different route. I had walked about half way down a dark
side street, when I heard a whispered, "Psssst," from the
side of the road. I looked, and saw the shape of a woman
next to a darkened building. "Wanna suckie fuckie?" she
asked.
I realized that she was standing in the entrance to a
darkened bar. The place looked closed, but through the
crack in the door, I could see a light was on inside. I
was curious, so I went over to her. She was older, maybe
40 or so. But her body was pretty good. When I got next
to her, she grabbed my hand, and pulled me into the bar.
Once in the door, she locked the door. The place was
definitely a bar at one time. It was long closed, and in
disrepair. The tables had a layer of dust on them, and
the mirror behind the stage was broken. The only thing on
the stage was a mattress, and a lamp with a dim bulb.
"You want fast brow-job, $10. You want fuckie-suckie,
$20. You want long-time, $30."
I took a closer look at her, and was definitely
interested. She looked like she had been a knockout in
her younger days. 5'4", and no more than 100 pounds. She
had long black hair, and green eyes. She had large
breasts for a Japanese lady, and her nipples were faintly
visible under her blouse. She was wearing a knee length
skirt, and blue silk blouse.
I decided "What the hell". I had just been paid, and had
nothing better to do with my money. I pulled out $40 and
handed it to her. "Tell you what, that is all yours. Give
me my money's worth, and I will be back again."
Her face lit up at that. It did not look to be with
greed, as much as anticipation and gratitude. This was no
average street whore I decided. I was surprised when she
made a counter offer.
"Tell you what. You give me another $10, I do it all
night. I'll even make you breakfast in the morning. It
has been long time since I've been with somebody as nice
as you."
I thought about it, and decided "why not". I peeled off
another $20, and told her to keep it. I was not looking
forward to the 45 minute drive home, and was a little
drunk. I occasionally got a hotel room for the night, and
that ran $35. For just a little more than that, I would
spend the night, have breakfast, and get my rocks off.
She sat me at one of the tables (I noticed that one of
them was recently cleaned). She left, and came back with
2 bottles of Budweiser. On the way back, she turned on a
stereo. It was an old dancing tape, but the music was
relaxing. It also helped set the mood. We both drank one
of the beers, as we talked. Her name was Itsuko, but
asked me to call her Annie. We talked, mostly me telling
her my background.
We were sitting next to each other, our hips touching. I
placed my arm around her, and she rested against me. She
rested her hand on my knee, and made no attempts to grope
me. This was actually nice, more like a date than a
session with a hooker.
After finishing our beers, she turned me towards her, and
kissed me. Now I normally did not kiss whores (for
obvious reasons), but did not resist her. There was
something unusual and different about her. We kissed for
almost a half hour, holding each other tightly as we did
so. I moved down and kissed her neck, and she gasped. She
moaned something in Japanese, and it sounded like a name.
She then pushed me away, and started crying.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Here, take your money. I let you
go now. Keep money."
I was shaken, and found that I did not want to leave her.
I gently took her in my arms, and held her as she cried.
After almost 20 minutes, she relaxed, and she told me
what was wrong.
It seemed that the bar had belonged to her and her
husband. Before they were married, it was a strip club.
But after their marriage, he closed it, and tried to rent
it out. There were occasionally renters, but never for
more than a year or so. They lived in the apartment on
the second floor.
She was 39, and had been married for almost 20 years. Her
husband got a job on the base as a carpenter after the
club closed, and they had been living comfortably since
then. They had no children, but were happy. Then 6 months
ago, he died of a heart attack. He did not believe in
insurance, and now she was almost broke.
Desperate and hungry, she cleaned up part of the bar, and
decided to try selling herself. I was to have been her
first customer. She had never done anything like that
before, and was now ashamed.
The problem is that I had kissed her neck, the same way
that her husband had done when they made love. It was his
name she had called out. Her story got to me, and I could
not bear to take the money away from her. When I told her
this, she cried all over again.
"No, you take your money back. I've done nothing to
deserve it. You nice man, but you deserve young girl for
your money. One that make you feel good."
I assured her that I would be happy to simply sleep on
the mattress on the stage, and enjoy her breakfast in the
morning in exchange for the money. After our drinks,
there was no way I could have safely driven home. She
agreed, and got us each another beer.
We chatted again as we drank, now feeling more
comfortable with each other. The money I gave her would
pay for her electricity bill. She was almost making her
payments with her pension (she had retired last year as a
secretary) and her husband's pension. She was looking for
more work, but was rough because of her age and
experience.
Soon, I had her laughing again, my jokes making her feel
at ease again. I yawned, and told her that I was getting
tired. She left, and brought back a blanket for me to
sleep with. She gave me a warm hug of gratitude, and went
back upstairs.
I got undressed, and climbed onto the mattress to sleep.
I fell asleep feeling good, knowing that I had helped
Itsuko. I had prevented her from prostituting herself,
and comforted her.
I woke up with a jump, realizing that somebody was next
to me. I rolled over, and Itsuko was next to me on the
bed. She was wearing a white silk nightgown, which looked
good on her.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I want to be with you tonight," was her answer.
"You don't have to do this," I told her. "The money is
yours. I do not expect anything else."
"You do not understand. I WANT to be with you tonight. I
have been lonely for 6 months. You the first to show me
kindness in all that time. I appreciate that, and want to
thank you for that. I am also a woman, and have needs and
desires also. I have not been with a man in over 6
months, and want to be with you. Please, kiss me again
like you did before."
I could not resist, and we started kissing again. I ran
my hands up and down her back, enjoying the feeling of
the silk between her skin and my hand. This time, she was
the one to move away, kissing my neck as she caressed my
chest.
"Ohh, so big and strong," he whispered into my ear as she
caressed my chest. "And so much hair. I never been with a
man with so much hair before."
"How many men have you been with?" I asked, curious.
"Just one, my husband," was her response. I kissed her
hard, and dropped one hand farther down, rubbing her ass
as we kissed. She moved a hand down also, and grasped my
cock. Her touch was gentle, as she ran her hand up and
down my length. It felt good, and soon I had to pull
back, gasping for breath as she manipulated me.
She had a very soft hand, and knew how to make a man feel
good. Soon, I was gasping, enjoying the attention she was
giving me. She was kissing my neck as she stroked me. I
slowly moved one hand from her back to her front,
caressing her breast.
Itsuko had small breasts. They were 34C. However, the
nipples were things of wonder. Her areola were probably
the size of half dollars, and the nipples were almost
1/2" long. They were a little thicker than a pencil in
diameter. She gasped and pressed her chest to me as I
gently caressed and squeezed her breast. The nipples were
still as hard as rocks, and I gently squeezed then
through her nightgown.
She looked like an angel in that nightgown. I was laying
flat on my back. She was laying over me. I felt a gentle
pressure against my hip. I realized that it was her
crotch. She was gently rocking against me, pressing
against me, then relaxing. Then she repeated the motion.
It was slow and gentle, maybe rocking to and from every 5
seconds or so.
I reached down, and stopped her hand. She pulled back,
and looked up at me. "Don't you like what I doing to
you?" she asked.
"I love it, but you are getting me close."
"Ahhh, I understand," was her response.
She then simply held me. She occasionally ran her hand up
and down, but her grip on me was more gentle then
passionate.
I continued to caress her breasts, and carefully started
to pull the nightgown up her body. I moved my other hand
down, and caressed her legs as I inched it up.
Itsuko moaned as I caressed the tops of her thighs. She
was wearing nothing under the nightgown, and I moved one
hand to caress her naked ass cheeks. Our kisses turned
more passionate, and I gently reversed our positions. I
rolled her onto her back, as I rolled onto my side, and
slightly over her.
It was obvious that this girl was not a pro, but used to
making love in a particular way with one man. I had been
married for 5 years, getting my divorce 5 months before I
came over to the "Rock". After the divorce, I had wanted
to get away for a while (my ex was still living in the
same town I was based). I requested a transfer, and got
it quickly. Okinawa had not been my first choice, but it
was not my last.
However, like most married couples, we fell into the rut
of normally making love the same way. Not that it was not
enjoyable, but it was a routine. Itsuko was making love
to me the same way, obviously the way her husband and her
had made love.
This was different from the way the professionals had
done it. I've had sex with prostitutes before, from the
U.S., and also from Mexico, Panama, and Japan. They
performed their act almost mechanically, and trying for
speed, not quality. They also normally varied the way
they moved their hands and mouths, looking for the way
that gave the most pleasure.
Itsuko did none of the usual moves. This was like she was
making love to me, not simply turning a trick. I found
myself wondering what would have happened if it had been
somebody else that had found her first. She obviously had
nobody in the next room, to protect her if the guy got
rough, or refused to pay. However, the wonderful feelings
that she was giving me quickly pushed those thoughts out
of my mind.
I gently removed her nightgown, and gazed down at her
body. She was a very nice lady, and had a wonderful body.
She was 6 years older than me, but that was not such a
problem. I had dated women 8 years younger than me. Her
skin was like ivory. Lightly colored, and very soft and
smooth. Her lips and nipples were darker, and shone in
the soft light. Her black hair was spread about her head
on the pillow, like a black halo.
We resumed kissing, and I started caressing her body. My
hand move up and down, starting at her neck, and moving
down to her thigh, then back up. A couple of times, I
teased her inner thigh, but did not move further. I
lightly caressed the side of her chest, grazing the
outside of her breast. Soon, Itsuko as moaning into my
mouth, and tried to move her body to make my hand touch
her more intimately.
I had decided that this was a lady that I would make love
to, not simply have sex with. I moved down to her neck,
kissing and sucking on her soft flesh. She started to
writhe under me, and moaning something in Japanese.
However, she did not mention her late husband's name this
time. She moaned mine instead. Then she switched to
English, and moaned "Please, you tease me no longer,
please."
I ignored her for the moment, moving my mouth down to her
chest. I licked and kissed her chest, moving slowly down
between her breasts. I kissed her breast bone, and she
moaned. I started kissing the underside of her breast, as
I moved my hand up the inside of her thigh. Finally, I
gave her what she wanted. I moved my mouth to the side,
taking her right breast into my mouth. At the same time,
I cupped her pubic region in my hand.
She acted like I had shocked her with a cattle prod. Her
body tensed up, then she laid back, grasping my head in
her hands. He pussy was soaking wet. I played with her
outer lips, teasing and caressing them as I sucked on her
nipple. I moved to her other breast, doing the same to
it. She moaned and gasped as I did so.
I easily found her clit, and started caressing it. It was
like I found her "on button". Within 2 minutes, she was
having an orgasm. "Oh, that feel so good! Please, don't
stop. Don't..." The remainder of her words degenerated
into moans as I brought her to another orgasm. Now I had
my middle finger inside her, as I strummed her clit with
my thumb.
I believed her about not making love to anybody but her
husband, and decided to do something that I have always
enjoyed. I started kissing my way down her body. I licked
her navel, causing more shivers to run through her. I
started to kiss her thigh, and started to move up between
her legs. Then she grasped my head in her hands, and
stopped me.
"No, not that. I am dirty down there."
I paused for a minute, confused. She smelled nice, having
obviously taken a bath after she had left me earlier in
the evening. Then I understood.
"Has you husband ever kissed you down there?" I asked.
"No, it is dirty. I bleed down there."
"Are you bleeding now?" I asked. She shyly shook her head
no, so I continued to kiss my way to her center.
She tried one last time with her hands to stop me, but I
moved them away. I extended my tongue, and licked her
clit. After 30 seconds, she relaxed her grip on my head.
A minute later, she was playing with my hair, obviously
enjoying what I was doing. Within 5 minutes, she was
holding my head to her, loudly moaning, "YES!" as she
achieved another orgasm. I quickly brought her to a
second orgasm before I moved back up her body.
I let her relax, simply holding her as she regained her
breath. "That feel very good. I done that for my husband
before, but he never do it to me. Now I know why he like
it so much."
"Did you do it to your husband very often?" I asked
quietly.
"Yes, he like that very much. I like it also." she said
to me, turning to look at me. "I like to feel a penis in
my hand, in my mouth, and inside me. My husband was
smaller than you. You are both longer and thicker that he
was."
She was again caressing my cock as she said this. She
moved down, kissing my chest and belly as she did so. She
got down to my groin, and kissed the upper part of my
thigh, right next to my balls. It was like magic, how
good it felt.
She was holding me straight up now, moving her hand from
the base all the way to the tip. She gently licked the
tip, licking up the fluids that were leaking from me.
Then she opened her mouth, and took half of my length in
one gulp.
She was very good. She moved her head up and down slowly,
taking most of the length into her mouth. The rest she
held in her small hand, gently squeezing. I am not huge,
barely 7" long, and 3" around. But I have seen some
Japanese porn movies, and the men were proportionately
smaller in their genitals also.
She had me close to cumming in less than 4 minutes. "I am
about to cum" I moaned, giving her the chance to pull off
if she so wished. But she started to move her head
faster, moaning around my cock. That pushed me over the
edge, and I spasmed in orgasm.
I had not had any sex in almost a week (I had not even
masturbated). I came in 7 or 8 large spurts, the most I
had shot in longer than I can remember. Itsuko swallowed
everything I gave her, then kept me in her mouth until I
got hard again.
She crawled up my body, kissing me along the way. We
kissed with her on top of me for several minutes. I could
taste my sperm on her lips, and I was sure she could
taste her secretions on mine. She nibbled on my ear, then
whispered into it "I want you inside me now."
I rolled her onto her back, and slid between her legs. I
pressed my groin against hers, feeling her wetness
against me. I moved my hips around, teasing her with the
head of my cock. She would try to move so I would enter,
but I would pull back again. Finally, she pulled her
mouth from mine and said, "Don't tease me any more.
Please, I need you inside me. I want to feel you inside
me."
I told her to put me in, and lifted my belly up from
hers. Her small hand moved down, and grasped me. She
placed the head against her opening, and pushed me into
her. Itsuko actually purred when I slowly slid into her.
Once I was all the way in, I started to kiss her, not
moving an inch. She was incredibly tight, probably
because she had only made love to one other person, and
he was smaller then me.
"Oh, you make me so full. I never feel so full before,"
she moaned into my ear.
I asked her if it hurt, but she shook her head no. "It
hurt a little at first, but no more. Now it only feel
good. You make me feel like a woman again."
I slowly, gently started to slip out of her, then back
in. I would pull about half way out, then all the way in.
Itsuko kissed me again, wrapping her arms around me and
pulling my full weight down. I thought I would crush her,
but she whispered that she wanted to feel crushed by me.
I started lengthening my thrusts, until I was only
leaving the head inside her. I would thrust that way a
few times, then change to short hard thrusts. I then felt
a wonderful pair of legs wrap themselves around me,
clutching me to her.
"I knew you would be good. I wanted you to last long
time. That is why I do you with my mouth first. I want
you to last long time inside me."
I assured her that I would last as long as possible. When
I felt close, I would slow down, then stop. Once I felt I
had control again, I would start sliding again. Itsuko
had incredible muscle control, squeezing me when I was
all the way in.
She started to gently bite my neck and moan, so I knew
she was about to cum. A minute later, we were kissing
fiercely as she had her fifth orgasm of the night. She
came again, gripping my ass and making me thrust harder.
I was close again, and stopped. "No, don't stop. I want
you to give me your seed. I want it inside me."
I thrust a few more times, then buried myself all the way
into her, filling her with my sperm. As I finished, she
had another orgasm, then relaxed. I laid on top of her
for another 10 minutes, kissing each other until I became
soft, and slipped out of her.
I rolled off of her, and onto my back. Itsuko curled up
against my side, and we both fell asleep.
Okinawa: Chapter II
I awoke the next morning, alone in bed. I wondered for a
minute if it had all been a dream. Then I felt how sore
my testicles were. I had literally emptied myself, and
was a little sore. I could also see the hickeys on my
chest, and feel the scratches on my back. I inhaled
deeply, smelling Itsuko's feminine odor, which was very
pleasant.
I was trying to decide what I should do, when she came
back into the room. She had not gotten dressed, and
looked just as beautiful in the light of day as she had
the night before.
"You wait five minute. I making breakfast, and be right
back."
She scurried back out of the room, and I heard her
climbing up some stairs. I sat up, and waited. While I
waited, I considered things I could do to help her out. I
knew that the money that I gave her would not last long,
and she would have to sell her body again. I had only
delayed the inevitable. I was still considering options
when she returned.
She was back in about 10 minutes, carrying two plates
with eggs and bacon. She also had 2 glasses of orange
juice. She sat down across from me, and sat the tray
down.
Neither one of us talked, just looked at each other. I
decided to let her know how I felt, and moved next to
her. She stiffened up a bit when I started to kiss her,
then relaxed and melted into my arms. After 5 minutes, we
parted, and started eating.
The breakfast was excellent, and I ate all of it. We
chatted, and she started asking me questions about me. I
told her about my failed marriage, my catching my wife
cheating on me. I told her about my job in the Marines,
and what I wanted to do with my life.
She told me about her looking for a job, finding it hard
to find one after not working for several years. Of the
young girls getting all of the jobs, and her getting
turned down. One boss had even made it clear, saying that
if she screwed him, he would hire her. She walked out.
Now she was reduced to prostitution, her choice being
that or starvation. She started to cry, and I held her.
The money that I gave her would only last for 2 weeks,
then she would be broke again. I decided to go ahead and
make her a proposition.
"Tell you what. I hate living on base. If you let me, I
will pay you $500 a month to let me live down here in the
club. I will clean it up, and do any other light chores
you want. I do not expect anything else, just a place to
live."
"Oh no, I could not do that! You do so much for me
already, I will find a way, I do not want you to give me
so much for this."
I assured her that I wanted to do this, and that I had
been wanting to get a place in town for months. I also
said that I did not want to see her do that to herself.
AIDS was a real threat for a prostitute, and would end
her life real fast. I did not say that I was hoping that
it would give me a chance to make love to her again.
Finally, she agreed. "But you will not stay down here. If
you stay here, you stay up with me. Not down here where
it is all dirty."
I tried to tell her that that was not necessary, but she
would not have it any other way. I decided not to fight
her on it (and I did not want to). She collected up the
dishes, and stood up.
"Good. Now that is settled. You come upstairs with me. I
show you around your new home."
We went out a door in the back, and up a flight of
stairs. I walked behind her, admiring the view. Her ass
moved back and forth in front of me, and I got an instant
erection. I could not resist. At the top of the stairs, I
gently grabbed her waist.
I decided that this would be a test. If she refused, I
would know not to expect sex in the future. I would still
rent from her, but would only be a roommate.
I reached in front of her, and took the dishes from her.
These I set on the top step, and gently pushed her
forward. She bent at the waist, asking what I was doing.
She moaned when I stepped up behind her, and pressed the
head of my cock against her opening. Itsuko spread her
legs slightly, and whispered, "Hai," as I slid into her.
I made love to her there, reaching forward to play with
her clit as I did so. Within minutes, she was shuddering
in orgasm. I held her up as she almost collapsed. I
pulled out of her, then helped her all the way inside.
She kissed me once we got into the apartment, then showed
me around.
It was fairly large by local standards. It had 2
bedrooms, the second being an office and sewing room.
There was a combination kitchen-dining room, and a living
room. The bathroom had both a "benjo", and a conventional
toilet. It also had a large bathtub, and a shower.
For an American, the benjo was a strange sight. It looks
like a round sink set into the floor. Unlike those of us
in the US, over here the toilets were "squatters", with
the Japanese considering it unclean to sit on a seat that
others had used before them. I had used them a few times
when I needed to, and had gotten decent at using them.
The bedroom had a queen size bed, which she pushed me
down onto. She straddled me, and slid herself down on top
of me.
"I have been wanting this since last night. I understand
that you young, and want a young woman. All I ask is that
until you find her, you love me when you want."
I pulled her down on top of me, and kissed her deeply.
After an eternity, we separated. "Do not worry about me
finding somebody else any time soon. I would like nothing
more than to live with you, and to be with you. You are
not all that old, and very beautiful. If you allow me to
make love to you, I will be happy. But I will only ask
for what you are willing to give."
She laid down on me and started crying again. I
understood her relief. She had gone from almost being a
prostitute, to having hope again. But that thought was
shattered, and told me how I had misunderstood her.
"Now I am only prostitute for one man, instead of many.
Thank you."
I quickly told her that was not true. I would take what
she was willing to give me, and nothing more. I would
stop at any time, and did not expect anything other that
a place to stay. Anything else came from each other as a
gift, not as an obligation.
Now she shed real tears of relief. "I thank you. You are
very kind. However, I did not realize how much I missed
this until last night."
To emphasize what she said, she squeezed her inner
muscles, causing a wonderful feeling to pass through my
body. We resumed kissing, and she slowly started moving
her hips up and down on top of me. I reached down,
caressing and squeezing her wonderful buttocks.
We made love this way for almost an hour. It was slow and
gentle. We would pause, change positions, and continue.
After 15 minutes with her on top, she rolled us onto our
sides. We made love this way, caressing each other's
bodies as we moved. Then I rolled her onto her back, and
she wrapped those wonderful legs around me again.
Itsuko wrapped those taught appendages around me,
squeezing me in them on each in thrust. It was all I
could do to hold off myself when she reached a hard
climax. After she relaxed, I pulled out, and had her get
on her hands and knees.
I moved behind her, and slid into her from behind. This
time, she told me to stay inside, and cum inside her. 5
minutes later, I did as she asked. I lightly bit her neck
as I shot off inside her.
She collapsed, and I rolled off of the top of her. As I
laid on my back, she moved down, taking me into her
mouth. After she cleaned up our combined juices, she
moved back up, and we cuddled and kissed.
The rest of the day passed, and we only got out of bed to
eat and to go to the bathroom. We also got ready for me
to move in, making room in the closet. We also made room
in the office for my computer, and arranged for a second
phone line.
We fell asleep that night in the spoon position, with my
cock buried in her from behind. When I showed up at work
the next morning, I was tired, sore, and happy. He had
Physical Training, including a 5 mile run up the hills
around Henoko-Village.
Afterwards, I went to take a shower. In the barracks, we
have a community shower. As soon as I walked in, my
roommate whistled, and said "Looks like somebody got real
lucky this weekend. Is that why you were gone?"
I looked, and noticed that there were hickeys and
scratches all over my body. I shook my head, and said, "I
did not realize that they were that obvious."
"Wow, maybe you should give me her number. She looks like
she would be a wonderful fuck." He laughed at his own
joke.
However, I was surprised at the sudden flash of anger I
felt. "You can go fuck yourself Wade! She is not that
kind of girl!"
I immediately felt sorry, as he took a step away from me
and looked at me. "No, I guess she isn't. Sorry man, did
not mean to upset you. In fact, I am glad. I am tired of
watching you mope around the room."
We both laughed, and got dressed for our days duties. I
worked as a Maintenance Chief, pushing paperwork for the
Logistics section. I had spent 10 years in the infantry
before this position however, so I was now enjoying my
turn at being a "pogue".
*
After I got off work, I filled up my car and drove to
Okinawa City. On the way there, I started wondering if
Itsuko was serious, and not just hustling me. I took the
expressway, paying the extra 500 yen to save time. When I
got there, I knocked on the door. I was more than a
little nervous.
Itsuko opened the door, then practically dragged me
inside. Once inside, she passionately kissed me, leaving
me breathless. Finally, we broke apart, and started
moving my stuff upstairs. It took almost an hour for me
to get it inside, and set up.
Itsuko marveled at my computers. I own 3 of them, 2
desktop systems and a laptop. I set the 2 desktop systems
up in the office, and showed her how to use them. I then
placed my clothes in the closet while she cooked dinner.
It was fried rice and pork, and delicious. She set up
traditional silverware, but was surprised when I pulled
out a case from my jacket, and used my own chopsticks.
Having used them since I was a kid, I was almost as good
as a native in their use.
*
After dinner, we settled in the living room, playing Air
Supply on the CD and relaxing. We just cuddled and
kissed, not moving any farther than that. We did this for
over 3 hours, just talking and necking, enjoying being
with each other.
Just before we went to bed, we had a glass of wine, and
had a dance to the music on the CD. It was almost like a
date, and was very enjoyable. She entered the bedroom
first, and called me 5 minutes later. I entered, turning
off the light and getting undressed. I wore my normal bed
clothes, which is simply my underwear. I saw that she was
wearing the same nightgown she had worn 2 nights before.
We kissed, and she moved her hand down to grasp me.
"Itsuko, unless you want me to continue, I would like to
sleep tonight. I want to make love to you, but to say it
simply, you took all I had the last 2 days."
Itsuko laughed at that, and said she understood. We
cuddled and kissed some more, then drifted off to sleep,
hold each other.
I was having a pleasant dream. In it, I was making love
to a beautiful lady. Then I slowly woke up, and found
myself making love to a beautiful lady. Itsuko was on top
of me, slowly and gently moving up and down on me.
I looked into her eyes, and she smiled down at me.
"Sorry, but I needed you to badly. I wake up, feeling
empty. I hope you not mad at me."
I assured her I was not, and pushed her back, so she was
sitting upright on me. She moved her legs, so she was
squatting on me, and continued to move up and down. I
reached up, caressing her breasts as she moved. She moved
back down on top of me as her orgasm approached.
I bent my head down, taking her breast into my mouth.
This was enough to push her over the edge, shuddering on
top of me and moaning my name. Afterwards, she laid on
top of me until I grew soft, and slipped out of her body.
Then we curled up again, holding each other. She said
that I had not yet cum, but I told her it was OK, and
that as long as she was satisfied, I was happy.
*
The next couple of days were much the same. Waking up,
driving to work (something I had not done for several
years), going home, making love. On Thursday night, it
was "Field Day" in the barracks.
Field Day is a Marine Corps tradition. Once a week, there
is a major cleanup of all major areas. Since I still
officially lived in the barracks (only married couples
with special permission can live out in town), I had to
participate. Wade told me to kick back and relax. Since
he was the one to mess up the room, he would clean it up.
I messed around on my laptop until the inspection. I
finally got out of there at 7pm, and headed home.
When I got there, Itsuko had dinner ready. After eating,
we went straight to bed, and made love for several hours,
until he fell asleep in a sweaty tangle.
I got up early the next morning, and climbed into the
shower. A few minutes later, Itsuko joined me in there.
She knelt down, and proceeded to wash my cock. After she
was finished, I had another erection. She looked up with
a wicked smile, and proceeded to take me in her mouth.
I played with her hair as she sucked me off. Once again,
I gave her a quiet moan telling her I was about to cum.
This time, she pulled me out, and jacked me off all over
her face and breasts. I sagged down, and sat on the floor
of the tub. She joined me, and we squirmed around for
several minutes until I had to get dressed and leave for
work.
When I got to work, there were leave orders there waiting
for me. During the last week, I had forgotten that I had
requested leave the next month. 30 days at home, before
starting the next 18 months of my deployment.
When I got home that night, I told Itsuko about my leave.
She cried, but understood my desire to go home. I paid
her that night for the next 2 months rent. I gave her
$200 extra, and she tried to refuse. I insisted she keep
it, as a gift from me.
I had 2 weeks until I left. I made my phone calls,
telling my parents and my ex-wife that I was going to be
back, and when. Lori would be the problem in this trip.
*
Lori is my ex-wife. We got divorced 2 years before,
because I could no longer tolerate her affairs. Our
marriage was happy, until she had 3 miscarriages in a
row. The last one was so bad, they had to perform an
emergency hysterectomy to save her life. It saved her
life, but left us permanently childless. 4 months later,
she had her first affair.
After 3 confrontations, the final straw came one night
when I had duty. I had to take somebody to the hospital
out in town, and took an extra 10 minutes to go home and
see my wife. What I saw was her in the living room,
giving a blowjob to the 16 year old boy next door. I
simply walked out, and returned to work.
I did not come home for 3 days. She left many messages at
work, but I did not return them. When I finally came
home, I told her that I wanted a divorce, on the grounds
of adultery. She tried to talk me out of it, but I told
her that she could not be trusted. Added to the fact that
I had seen her with a minor, it was the last straw.
Lori's family was rich, and we reached a peaceful
settlement. I stayed in the house with her until the
divorce was final, and she would give me an allowance of
$25,000 a year. This was to get me to file for Un-
reconcilable Differences, instead of Adultery and
Molestation.
So she was left to screw whoever she wanted, and I had
enough money to live comfortably. Whenever I was in town,
I would visit her parents (her mom understood, and they
both still liked me), and stay with her. We still had sex
whenever I was in town, but I wore a rubber now.
I told Itsuko about my relationship with my ex-wife, and
she said she would understand if I had sex with her. I
started to protest, but she would not hear it.
"We are not married, and I have no, no...."
"No claim on me?" I added for her.
"Yes, no claim on you. You can do whatever you want. I
know that I will be happy again when you are back."
*
After dinner, we took a walk. We walked around B.C.
Street, which was a shopping district. I saw several guys
I knew, and 1 that I worked with. I introduced Itsuko to
each of them. She was wearing a lovely ankle length green
silk dress. She was also wearing a little makeup, and
looked like she was 29 instead of 39. Each of the guys
gave her appreciative looks. We had ice cream on the Air
Force Base, and ran into Wade.
Wade saw us first, and came up to us. I introduced them,
and we sat and talked for a bit. Wade invited us to go to
a club in Kin-Village, and we accepted. So we all climbed
into Itsuko's car (it was the nicest of all of ours), and
headed north.
I had occasionally gone to this club, and it was normally
good. "Sergeant Pepper's" was the name of the place. It
featured a large painting on the outside of the Beatles
from the "Let It Be" album. We walked up the stairs, and
settled in.
Sgt. Pepper's was a "Rock Bar". There was a large stereo
system inside, and they played songs while playing videos
on a large screen TV in the back. When we got in, Pink
Floyd was blasting through the stereo, and a baseball
game was on the TV. Unlike most Military bars in Kin,
there were no "Buy Me Drinkee" girls here. This was
simply a place to go, drink, and listen to music.
There were a small handful of people here, and we stopped
and talked to several that we knew. Lieutenant Okino was
there. I would occasionally run into Lt. Okino when I was
out in town. He was about 26, and was Japanese-American.
In town, he insisted everybody call him Lee. Since I did
not work for him (I drove him about occasionally, but
that was all), I did not have a problem with that.
I introduced him to Itsuko, and there followed a
conversation in Japanese. Itsuko was pleasantly
surprised, but switched back to English, for Wade and me.
Lee bought us the first round, and Itsuko the second.
After a few more, Wade said it was time for him to go
back to base. He had duty the next day, and had to get up
early. We left Lee, and continued north.
Itsuko by this time had insisted that I use "Itsu", which
was a shortened version of her name. Much like Mike is
short for Michael. I directed Itsu to drive into town,
then had her park in front of a small club. She was
unsure of what to expect, but went in with me anyway.
"Club Tokyo" was a more traditional Japanese bar. The
main entertainment was a Karaoke machine. There were 8
other patrons inside, and I was the only non-Japanese
inside. We sat at the bar, and Tammy (I could not
pronounce her real name, and she told me to call her
that) greeted us warmly. I was a regular, and she brought
me my usual first drink. She was pleased to meet Itsu,
and they chatted while she got our drinks. I had a soda,
while Itsu had some Orion, a local beer.
We watched while the customers took turns singing, and
she asked me how I found this club. I told her about my
being here years earlier, and a friend showing it to me.
I liked it a lot, and it was nice to meet the locals.
Most bars that the Americans went to were strip places,
not like this at all. That was a traditional Middle Class
place, and Americans were rare.
The first few times here, I was greeted cautiously. Most
Americans simply poked their head inside, saw no
strippers, and left. After a week or so, I was slowly
accepted. My eating sushi helped, along with pitching in
money for the karaoke machine (100 yen for each song)
helped.
The real kicker was when I came back from SCUBA diving
one weekend. While I was out, I caught a medium sized
octopus. Knowing that it was popular, I brought it to the
Bar with me. When I showed it to Tammy, she almost
flipped out.
It took a few minutes to get her to accept it. She
promptly cut it up, and passed it out to everybody,
pointing to them who had brought it in. I was warmly
greeted by all of them, and was flooded with drinks.
Tammy made up a tab of those owed to me (I would have
been in a coma if I drank them all in one night). She
also refused to take any money for 2 days from me.
It was later I found out that I had provided almost $80
worth of octopus that night. It also established me as a
regular, and I was always welcome there afterwards. When
I came back last year, Tammy remembered, and re-
introduced me to the old customers, and introduced me to
the new ones. I still stopped by at least once a week,
and whenever I wanted to get away from Americans for a
while.
Itsu asked me to sing a song for her, so I sang
"Yesterday" by the Beatles. It was one of their two songs
in English (the other being "You Are My Sunshine"). When
I asked her to sing, she asked me what I liked. Tammy
told her, and put on one of my favorites. It had a catchy
tune, and with a few exceptions, was in Japanese. There
were a few words of English mixed in, "Black Cat" being
the most common one.
The Japanese have a strange liking for English. Almost
1/2 of their advertising was in English. American TV and
Movies were also popular. After she sang the song, we had
another drink, then Itso excused herself for a moment.
While she was gone, Tammy came up to me.
"She's a good one. You be good and keep her. I no wanna
see you in here no more without her."
"Tammy, I only settled for her because you would not have
an affair with me" I said. That had been a long time joke
between us. Tammy was married, and I had joked for a long
time that I would steal her away from her husband.
She laughed, and gave me a quick hug. Itsu came back out,
and we left. On the way back South, Itsu directed me to
pull off the road, then to drive up a back road into the
hills. We stopped along a hillside, and she got out. She
asked me to stay with the car, and walked up to one of
the large "Turtle Back" tombs. She clapped, then prayed
just outside of it. After a few minutes, she came back,
and we continued our drive.
She had a death grip on my hand, and told me that she had
told her late husband about us. That had been his
family's tomb. Now that she had told him about us, she
could feel better. The rest of the drive was spent in
silence.
*
When we got home, she had me go in the bar area. I was
directed to sit down, and she closed the door before she
went upstairs. I got 2 beers from the refrigerator, and
sat down to wait. 10 minutes later, I heard the stereo
start playing. Then the stage lights came on. Then Itsu
came out. I was amazed. The nightie was much like the
strippers wear on-stage. It was black, and almost see-
through.
The first song, she just moved around. The second one,
she moved about more erotically, lowering her top about
half way through. The third song, she removed her
nightie, dancing in a pair of tiny black panties. The
last half of the song was done nude. When she was done, I
clapped as she gathered up the clothes and walked off the
side of the stage.
She came back out, dressed in the nightie again. She
stood next to the table, and asked permission to sit
down. I realized that she was role-playing, and played
along. I moved over, and she sat down. I gave her the
other beer, and we chatted while we drank. She rested a
hand on my thigh, moving it slowly up and down my leg.
Several times, she came amazingly close to my cock, but
teasingly moved her hand away. I had an arm across her
shoulder. I moved the hand down, gently cupping her
breast in my hand. As I teased her nipple, she moved her
hand to my zipper, and pulled it down.
"You want, I make you feel real good." As she said this,
she pulled my cock from my pants. Itsu then started to
stroke, causing me to get a full erection. I tried to
slide my hand into her nightie, but she pulled it away.
"No-no. You no touchie me, I only touchie you. You want
me to touchie you, $20."
She said this with an exaggerated accent, sounding like
one of the bar girls. I pulled $20 out of my wallet, and
placed it on the table. Itsu giggled, and said "O.K.
G.I., now I make you feel real good." She pulled out a
bottle of baby oil, and made her hand slippery. She then
went to town, jerking me off with long, wet strokes of
her hand. She avoided the head, jerking up and down the
stalk. I laid back, enjoying the feeling she was giving
me. I tried to feel her breasts again, and again she
moved my hand away.
I pulled another $20 out and placed it on the table.
"This is yours, if you let me touch you," I moaned. Itsu
seemed to consider it for a minute, and agreed. When I
lowered her nightie top, her nipples were as hard as
rocks. I caressed and rubbed them, and was soon ready to
cum.
"I'm about to cum, get ready to take my load," I said.
Itsu quickly bent down, taking the head into her mouth. I
lost it at that time, spurting into her talented mouth.
After swallowing my sperm, she wiped her mouth off with
her clean hand, and sat back up. I bent over to kiss her,
but she pulled back.
"You no kissie me. You pay me good, but I no kissie my
customers. I only give hand job and suckie-suckie," she
said, with a pout on her lips. I laughed, and pulled her
closer.
"Itsuko, you are wonderful. I loved what we just did, but
now I need you, not Annie. I want to feel Itsu in my
arms, and Itsu's lips on mine."
She melted into my arms with those words, kissing me
passionately. She wiped her hand and my cock with a
towel, removing most of the baby oil. I then picked her
up, and carried her up the stairs. She kissed and nibbled
on my neck all the way up the stairs.
When we got into the bedroom, I removed her clothes, and
started to caress her body as she stood there. I had her
stand still, quivering as I suckled on her breasts, and
tenderly caressed her clit. Soon, she was moaning, saying
how much she wanted me. I got undressed, instructing her
not to move.
She shivered in anticipation, not knowing what I was
going to do to her, but enjoying it none the less. Once
nude, I pulled her to me, continuing our kisses. I then
moved down her body, spending a couple of minutes on each
of her breasts before moving down. I finally reached her
groin, and bent my head down, licking her vulva.
Itsu groaned at that, hissing "Yes" between her teeth as
she pressed my head tighter into her with those small
hands. I licked back and forth, tasting her fluids. She
was already soaking wet, and she tasted wonderful. She
moved her legs farther apart, giving me easier access. I
moved up, taking her clit in my mouth. She shook at that,
then started small movements with her hips, like she was
fucking my tongue.
Within 10 minutes, she had an orgasm. Afterwards, I moved
my head back, and kissed her belly. Itsu sagged to the
ground, her legs unable to support her any longer. I
again picked her up, and laid her on the bed. I climbed
on top of her, and slowly slid into her body.
We moved together like a well built machine. She was
tight, and wet, and felt marvelous. She wrapped her arms
around me, and whispered into my ear how good it felt.
She would gently bite my lobe as a wave of pleasure would
run through her, then continue whispering me. She then
started using those inner muscles of hers. I told her I
was close, and she told me that she was also. I started
to spurt in her, and she had her own orgasm at the same
time. We rolled onto our sides, then promptly fell
asleep.
Okinawa: Chapter III
The rest of the month passed much the same way. My flight
reservations were confirmed. Both my ex and my parents
knew when I was coming. The morning of the flight, Itsu
drove me to the airport. She cried when my flight was
called for the last time, and I had to leave. We shared a
tender kiss, and I got onto the plane. My last sight of
her there was her looking out the lounge window as we
taxied out to the runway.
After we took off, I turned on the laptop, and played a
game for a while. I was in one of the new JAL 747's, with
power connectors in the seat. I was flying first class,
since Lori was paying for it. There were some advantages
to staying friends with your ex-wife. Especially if she
is rich.
I shut off the laptop, and started thinking. 19 hour
flights are good for that. I considered my relationship
with Itsuko, and where it was going. I had recently
realized that I was falling in love with her. She was
everything that I love in a woman. She was intelligent,
friendly, and had a great sense of humor. She also had a
wicked streak, like the night she seduced me acting like
a bar girl.
I fell asleep pondering these thoughts. I woke up when
the stewardess passed out our lunch, then slept again.
The rest of the flight passed the same way. When I
arrived at Los Angeles International for my connection, I
called Lori to know I had made it that far. I used a
kiosk in the airport to leave E-Mail for Itsuko, telling
her the same thing.
I had taught Itsu how to use the Internet, and how to use
E-Mail. There were 2 letters waiting for me from her, and
I sent my two (a new one, and one I wrote on the plane)
back to her. Then it was time for the flight to North
Carolina.
Lori met me at the gate, giving me one of her kisses that
always knocked my socks off. She had moved to Raleigh
since I had gone overseas. She drove me to her new house,
and I had to admit that it was nice. A 150 year old
Antebellum Farmhouse, 5 bedrooms and 5 acres of land. Her
father had bought it for her, and she had a bedroom set
aside just for me.
"This will always be your room Mike" she told me. "You
will always be welcome to use it."
As she said that, she undid the buttons on my uniform
shirt from behind, and kissed my ear. "I bought that bed
just for you, and have been waiting for now to try it
out."
I gently removed her hands, and turned to face her.
"Lori, I don't think I can do this. You see, I am seeing
somebody now. Somebody in Japan." The last reaction I
expected was laughter.
"Oh, we both knew you would be like this!" she laughed.
"Itsuko and I both had you pegged. Don't worry, she knows
that I am going to seduce you, and she said for me to
tell you to pretend that I am Annie, whoever she it."
She then told me about Itsuko calling her the week
before, and telling her about us. She did not mention how
we met, simply that we were living together, and that it
was OK for us to get it on. "After all, she comes from a
culture which says that a man can have an affair with no
problem, as long as it does not affect his marriage" Lori
said. The look on my face must have told her something
more.
She had me sit down on the bed, and removed my shoes. She
then stripped me down to my underwear, then left the room
for a second. When she returned, she was wearing the same
white nightgown she wore during our honeymoon. I do not
think she meant anything by that, it was simply the most
conservative one she owned.
We both crawled under the covers, and talked. A long
standing tradition of our marriage was to discuss serious
issues in bed. It was hard to get to mad when you are
holding the other person. Plus, in case we did get into a
fight, it was more convenient to make up. I told her
about Itsuko, even about how we met, and the month and a
half since then.
"That figures. That sounds just like you Mike. You care
too much sometimes. You are lucky she was not a real
whore, instead of almost being one. I agree though, that
you did a good thing. The fact that you are probably in
love means that your good deed is being repaid. I hope
the best for both of you. Sometimes, I wish I had not
done the things I had done. I have been in therapy for
the last year, and have finally brought my problem under
control. I have not been with another man in 9 months,
not counting light petting that I have done on a few
dates."
She said that with a twinkle in her eye, then continued.
"I was hoping to ask you something while you were here,
but I am now doubly sure that it would be in vain."
It took 10 minutes of prompting to get her to tell me
what that was. With tears welling up in her eyes, she
finally told me.
"Mike, I was hoping that I could talk you into marrying
me again. I have missed you so much, and I now realized
how much my infidelity hurt you. After I lost the last
baby, I no longer felt like a woman. Somehow, I thought
that fucking other guys would make me feel like a woman
again. But after it was over, I just felt empty again.
The shrink I have been seeing finally helped me get
straightened out. But now, I see that I am to late. You
always have been, and always will be a one woman man. And
at that time, I was not that woman."
I held her, and she finally settled down. I felt like
shit, causing her so much pain. She saw that, and
comforted me. We both rested for a bit, and woke up as
the sun was setting.
I woke up, and opened my eyes to see Lori. It had been
over a year since I had seen her like that. She was still
sleeping, so I relaxed, enjoying looking at her. I
realized that I still loved her, but was no longer in
love with her. After about 10 minutes, she woke up. She
smiled as she saw that I was looking at her, and we
silently embraced.
No words were exchanged. We kissed with all the passion
we shared years ago. Making love with Lori was always
good. Soon, I was kissing and gently biting her neck. My
hand moved up and down her body, feeling the contours
that I had loved for so many years. She returned the
same, finding all of my secret places, only known to a
long time lover.
We spent 3 hours making love, slowly stripping each
other. We broke up briefly, as I reached for my trousers.
Lori understood, and told me to stop. "Don't worry hon, I
have had a complete blood test 6 months ago. I am
completely clean, and have not been with another man
since months before then. I have no venereal disease, nor
do I have herpes or AIDS."
Ever since my catching her the last time with the kid, I
had worn a rubber when we had sex (I no longer considered
it love). Neither of us liked it, but both of us
understood the reasons. This told me that she really was
serious about trying to get me back. I knew she was a sex
addict, and her giving it up for almost a year must have
been torture. The fact that she was good looking and
subject to constant attempts by men must have made it
even harder.
I rolled back to her, then moved down her body. I had not
done this for her since we broke up, and was looking
forward to it. I gently teased her with my mouth, moving
from her lovely chest (36C) all the way down to her toes.
I moved up and down each leg, teasing her by pulling her
pubic hairs with my teeth, then moving back down her
other leg. Finally, I stopped teasing her, and reached
out and licked her clit.
Lori had an explosive climax as soon as I touched her. I
slowly licked her clit, then increased the speed and
pressure as she came back down. I did this roller coaster
ride with her for 10 minutes, bringing her through 5
orgasms. Finally, she pulled my head away, saying that
she was to sensitive for me to continue. I moved up her
wonderful body, and we held each other.
"Oh Mike, you are still the best lover that I have ever
been with. No other person can do that to me."
I climbed over her, and slid deeply into her. We slowly
screwed each other, her hands on my ass, gently moving me
the way she wanted. Finally, I was unable to hold off any
longer, and came inside her.
"Oh, that feels so nice." she sighed. "I love the feeling
of your cum inside me."
I looked at the clock, and said that we had to get going.
We shared a quick shower, and got dressed. We then drove
to her parent's house.
*
Ed and Nancy greeted me warmly. They still treated me
like one of the family. When we got married, they were so
supportive, helping us move into a new house and
everything. We got the financing on our own, and were
unable to sell it during the divorce. Ed solved the
problem by buying it himself. He has the attitude that
you never sell property. That gave me some extra money,
and added to his value. A friend of mine was renting it
at the moment.
Ed had even paid for a lawyer for me during the divorce.
He insisted on the lawyers, to make sure that neither of
us got screwed. Lori and I did not have a hateful
divorce. I just could not take her affairs any longer.
That shows what kind of parents she has.
We had an enjoyable dinner, and I told them about Japan.
I bought Nancy a silk Kimono, and Ed was happy to get the
Kabuki Theater masks. I did not mention Itsuko to them,
but Lori must have mentioned it to her mom. Nothing was
said, but she looked a little sadder. After dinner, Lori
and I went back to her home, and settled in for the
night.
When we got into bed, she practically attacked me. "I
have been saving this for you for 9 months, and even if
we are not going to get back together, I want as much as
I can get."
After saying that, she took me all the way into her
throat. She started giving me the best head I have ever
received. I played with her long blonde hair as she
sucked me off. Every time I got close, she eased off,
making it last longer. Finally, I gently held her head
down, letting her know that I did not want her to stop
this time. She gently grasped my testicles as I came in
her mouth. She swallowed all of it, and did not come up
until I was hard again.
I slid into her again, and she groaned as I reach bottom
inside of her. After several minutes, she pushed up on my
chest, and I got off of her. She quickly turned around,
and got on her hands and knees. Grinning, I knew what she
wanted. I grasped her hips, and slid back inside of her.
Doggie style had always been one of her favorite
positions. This way, I would press all the way inside of
her. Plus it allowed me to fondle her tits and ass. I
reached around, and caressed her clit as I slowly slid in
and out. This had the desired effect, and she was soon
bucking with another orgasm. After she came back down,
she reached back, and pulled me out.
She grasped my cock, and carefully slid it up, then
pressed it back inside of her. It had been even longer
since I had done this, and remembered the last time. It
was the night before our divorce was finalized. We made
love most of the night, knowing it would be the last time
as a married couple. The final time, she had wanted this
also. So once again, I was enjoying this act.
Once I was all the way in, Lori moaned "You are the only
one that I have allowed to do this to me. No matter what
else, my ass always belongs to you."
We both started laughing at that. But her laughter soon
turned to moans as I slipped in and out of her ass. We
had first tried anal sex right before we got married. I
had brought home a porno movie, and we watched it
together. One scene showed a short blonde girl getting it
on with a tall black man. The final scene had him
pressing his long, fat cock into her asshole, then riding
her to a climax.
While making love afterwards, Lori left the room, then
came back, with a container of Vaseline she kept for
chapped lips. She had me grease her up, then she applied
some of it to me. The first time caused her some pain,
and a little bleeding. But she enjoyed it enough to want
to do it again. After a few times, she got used to it,
and no longer had discomfort. After that, we would have
anal sex once a month or so.
We did it for 10 minutes, then I could not hold off any
longer. With a loud groan, I came inside of her. We
collapsed on the bed, and Lori thanked me for making love
to her. She got up, and came back with a wet washcloth.
She gently washed my cock, not stopping until it was
clean. Then she took her normal "taste test" to make sure
I was clean, and crawled into bed. We gently made love
one more time, then fell asleep.
*
The next day, we drove down to Jacksonville, visiting old
friends, and enjoying dinner at the E-Club on base. Back
in Raleigh, we made love again. This time, we started in
the living room, and then moved to the bathroom, where we
made love in her large bathtub.
"Next time you come over, I will have them put in a hot
tub" Lori promised, as we snuggled together in bed. In
the morning, we made love one more time. This time, I
surprised her. I pulled out a pair of handcuffs, and
cuffed her hands above her head to the bed frame.
She always enjoyed this game, and today was no exception.
I teased her for over an hour, until she was crying for
relief. I then moved my head between her thighs, and she
came explosively. I thought she would break my neck when
she clamped her legs on my head and started thrashing
around!
When she calmed down, I moved up and into her, without
removing the handcuffs. This time I really started
teasing her. I had cum so much the last 2 days, I was
empty. So I decided to take advantage of the situation.
I would fuck her until she was on the verge of an orgasm,
then slow down. Once she had half-way regained her
senses, I would speed up again. I did this over and over
again, until she was begging me to let her cum. I
pretended not to hear her, and continued more of the
same. I would bend down, and lick and kiss the top,
bottom, and sides of her breasts. I would not touch her
nipples at all. Then I would move my hand down and play
with the lips of her pussy, but would not touch her clit.
I decided to extract a promise from her. She may not keep
it, but it at least would get her thinking.
"Lori, is there anybody at work that you have been
wanting to get into bed?"
I had to ask her 4 times, until she answered. "Yes, his
name is Mark."
"Is he married, or seeing anybody else?"
"No, he is divorced like... oh! Uhhh! Divorced like us."
I made her promise to ask him out for dinner after I
left. "I want you to be happy Lori. I still do, and will
always care about you. Even though we are no longer
married, I want you to know that I still love you..."
I had to stop talking there. That had been enough to push
her over the edge. Lori screamed as her orgasm finally
overtook her. Her legs were wrapped around my back, and
she clung to me with them as she thrust her groin against
me. She continued to scream as she had a multiple orgasm,
having one orgasm after another. She finally collapsed on
the bed, covered with sweat. I was glad that her house
was so isolated, or else I was sure the police would be
showing up.
I removed the handcuffs, and laid down next to her. I
held her to me as she fell back asleep. She woke up an
hour later, and I picked her up and carried her to the
bathroom. I filled the tub, and gently washed her off.
She then returned the favor, washing me clean.
Remembering Itsuko, I hooked up the laptop, and checked
my e-mail. I had 6 messages waiting, and left one for
her. In the message, I told her to wait on Internet Relay
Chat for me. IRC is like a giant CB, where people can
type at each other in real-time. I set my watch, then
went back to bed.
Lori and I talked, and she said that she would ask Mark
out. I told her my concern, and that I was not sure what
would be happening in my future. I also told her about an
idea that I had been having, but was unsure of. She
thought that it was a great idea, and promised to give me
some money to pull it off. I told her that I did not want
it, but she did not listen. "I want to help both of you.
I consider it an investment. If I help you, you will help
me. You already have helped me. You helped me relieve 9
months of sexual stress in a few days. I know that when I
go back to work tomorrow, I will be walking strange."
We both laughed at that. We talked a little more, and I
started caressing her breasts. I had always loved Lori's
tits. They were not quite as firm as they were when we
first started dating, but they were still wonderful.
Quarter sized areola, which were just a shade darker than
the rest of her skin. The nipples were small also, about
the size of pencil erasers. Lori laid back and closed her
eyes, obviously enjoying what I was doing. Feeling a
little frisky now, I asked her if she was ready to pay me
back for what I had done with her body earlier.
I moved back up her body, straddling her chest. I slowly
moved my cock head to her mouth, and she took me in. She
greedily sucked me, and kept her eyes open and looking at
me as she did so. This was always something I enjoyed,
looking into her eyes as we made love. I reached behind
me, and started teasing her nipples again, lightly
pinching them and rolling them between my fingers. She
closed her eyes, then re-opened them with a look of
pleasure on her face. I pulled my cock from her talented
mouth, and slid down her chest a little bit.
Lori pressed her tits together, allowing me to thrust my
cock in between them. Lubricated with her saliva, I
slipped in and out of her glorious cleavage. I reached
down and tweaked her nipples as I slid in and out,
causing a small moan to escape her lips. After a few
minutes, I actually felt a load of sperm building up. I
thrust faster, telling her that I was about to cum.
"Oh yes, cum on my tits. Cum on my chest. Cum all over me
you tittie fucker!"
I pulled back, spurting my cum all over her tits and
chest. She rubbed my sperm into her skin, licking her
fingers afterwards. I moved down, and started sucking her
clit. Within minutes, she was shaking in her own orgasm.
We finally fell asleep afterwards.
I woke up a few hours later when my alarm went off. I
went to the computer, and logged on. Itsuko was waiting
for me there, and we went immediately into a private
chat. We talked for over 2 hours, and I told her that I
had an idea I would tell her when I got home. She did not
like that, and begged me to tell her. But she finally
agreed to wait, telling me she would kill me if I did not
tell her as soon as we got home. Tired, I finally was
able to say goodbye, and went off to bed.
The next week passed much the same. We would have a
quickie in the morning, then Lori would go to work. I
talked to Itsuko almost every night in IRC. Lori had kept
my truck for me while I was overseas, so I had
transportation. I drove around, buying some gifts for
Itsu, and checking some prices for other things. The day
before I left, I bought some electronics, and sent them
to myself in Okinawa. I also bought some toys for my
computer, and took them with me to my next stop.
Lori and I made love one last time the night before I
left. She told me that she had asked Mark out, and he
accepted. It seems that he had been attracted to her, but
was afraid to ask her out. I made her promise not to go
to bed with him until I gave her permission. I said that
they could neck, and do some light petting only after
their third date. This was to help keep her from slipping
into her past habits. She agreed, saying that I had
satisfied her enough for the next year. With kisses and
regrets, she dropped me off at the airport for the next
leg of my trip.
Okinawa: Chapter IV
In Los Angeles again, I had dinner with my parents, then
looked up some of my old friends. Two days later I
borrowed a friend's car and took a quick trip to Mexico.
I wanted to buy Itsuko a black leather jacket there, so I
did a little shopping. I stopped at several stores,
looking at quality and comparing prices. One place had a
cute little sales girl. I was unsure what size Itsuko
would wear, and took a closer look at the salesgirl.
She was probably 18 or 19, and had a beautiful face and
body. A darker skinned Mexican girl, she had long black
hair and brown eyes. Her body looked almost exactly like
that of Itsuko, and I thought that she would make a good
model for the jacket.
I asked her to try it on, saying that she was about the
same size as the friend I was buying it for. She asked me
if I was sure she was the same size, I said that by
looking, she looked the same. With a gleam in her eye,
she asked if I had ever held that person in her arms, I
said yes. Nobody else was around, and she held her arms
out. I took her into my arms, holding her against me. I
made a show of being undecided, unsure if she was the
same size or not. As I did this, the girl gently blew
into my ear. Feeling a little naughty, I reached a hand
up, cupping one of her breasts in my hand. "Yes," I
decided. "You are both the same size."
She whispered into my ear that her name was Blanca, and
she got off work at 6pm, and I said that I would be
there. I bought the jacket, and another one for myself.
Before I left the store, I asked her what size she wore,
so I could use that as a guide to buy more clothing. I
admitted to myself that her body was almost exactly like
Itsuko's. Her breasts were a little larger, but not much.
I bought several more things around town, dropping most
of them off at the motel I was staying at. I bought 2
matching dresses, both of them blue satin blouses with
matching floral skirts. I packed one in the suitcase, and
set the other one on the bed.
I got to the store at 5:45, and waited in the car. Blanca
saw me there, and gave me a big smile. There was a big
Mexican looking at me from inside the store. I entered
the store, and she introduced me to her father. He seemed
friendly enough, and he said to have a good night as we
took off. The entire drive to my motel room, she had her
hand on my knee. She was a knockout in her t-shirt and
tight jeans, but I had other plans in mind for tonight.
She giggled when I pulled into the motel parking lot, but
followed me upstairs into my room. Once there, she turned
to me and kissed me passionately. After a few minutes, we
broke apart to catch our breaths. I pointed to the bed,
saying that it was hers. She gave me a puzzled look, then
saw the dress.
She ran over to it, and picked it up, holding it against
her front. She said she loved it, and I asked her to put
it on. She looked at me, with a curious look. I said that
I wanted to take her out to dinner, and she would look
better in that dress.
She agreed, and started stripping in front of me. I
changed my shirt, and put on a tie. I caught glimpses of
her body as she changed, liking what I saw. Once dressed,
we went to a restaurant I knew of on the beach.
We had a good dinner, then danced for a couple of hours.
During the slow dances, we clung to each other. I would
bury my face into her neck as she would play with my hair
and lick my ear. We took a walk, and each of us removed
our shoes as we walked down the beach.
We walked about 200 meters into the darkness, then she
turned to face me. We melted into each other, kissing
passionately. She moaned as I pressed my crotch into
hers. I gently caressed her breasts through the blouse,
feeling how hard her nipples were. I gently unbuttoned
the three top buttons and slipped my hand into her
blouse, feeling her naked titties. Blanca gasped as I
moved my head down, taking one of her nipples into my
mouth. She held my head to her chest, moaning how nice it
felt. I licked and sucked her hard little bud, and gently
moved my hands down to cup her ass.
After 5 minutes, I straightened up, and kissed her on the
lips as I buttoned her blouse back up. I could now see
her stiff nipples poking through the material of her
blouse. I took her hand, and we walked back to the
restaurant.
We got back into my car, and drove to my motel. All the
way back, Blanca caressed my erection through my slacks.
She said that she was happy, that no man had ever taken
her to a nice restaurant like that, or treated her so
nicely before.
When we got to the motel, I had her sit in a chair and we
talked for a bit. I told her that I thought she was
beautiful (she was). I did not think that she had to be
as easy as she seemed.
"The way you come on, you act like a slut. I would have
normally just looked at you, but not asked you out. The
way you came on, you acted like you were in heat. If you
want to get a nice guy like me, you should act more
demurely. The types of guys you would get then would be
more likely to ask you out to dinner, instead of a
motel."
"But you do want to fuck me, don't you?"
"Yes, I do. But I want to fuck a lot of women, and I
never do. When I was growing up, I wanted to fuck Dolly
Parton because of her large breasts. But of course I
never did. Act more patient, and you will get more in the
end. God, I am sounding like a father!"
She got a tender look on her face, and said "Yes, you
are. But my father never said things like that. Maybe if
he did, I would not be such a slut."
We talked for several hours. She had probably slept with
a hundred men, starting when she was 14. She was now 19,
and was running out of men. None of the local guys would
touch her, since they were now looking for wives. Because
of her reputation, nobody would marry her. She was left
with one night stands, mostly with "Touristas", men like
myself who were down for a day or two. She never sold
herself, always willing to give her charms away to
whatever man attracted her.
I told her about Lori's problem, and urged her to get
help herself. I opened my wallet, and handed her $500.
"You can do whatever you want with this. But please, use
it to get yourself some help. I want to see you in a
better lifestyle in a year or so." I gave her my address,
and she gave me hers. I promised to keep in touch, and
got ready to take her home.
"You are not going to make love to me tonight?"
"No, if you are going to try and stop this behavior,
tonight would be a good time to start."
But she would not move. She sat there, and said "I am not
moving from this bed tonight. I will start tomorrow, but
not tonight. If I am going to go without, I will start
tomorrow. Tonight, I want you."
I decided to compromise. "I can not make love to you
Blanca. I already have a lady. If you want, we can sleep
together, but no sex. You need to change before you
destroy yourself. I will not be helping you if I then do
it myself. Will simply sleeping and holding each other be
enough?"
She agreed, and we stripped and got into bed. We made out
for several hours. She kept trying to have me make love
to her, but I reminded her of her promise. I finally
decided to help her a little bit, and slowly slid one
hand between her legs.
Her cunt was soaking wet. She was not kidding when she
said that she wanted me inside of her. I found her hard
clit, and stroked it until she had an orgasm. She moaned
into my mouth when she came, soaking my hand. I brought
her off 2 more times, until she was too sensitive for me
to continue. She then used her hand to bring me to a
wonderful climax, spraying sperm all over my chest and
belly.
Blanca got a towel, and cleaned both of us up before we
curled up together again, and fell asleep.
I woke up slowly, after having an erotic dream. But when
I came to, it was a reality. Blanca was sitting on my
hard cock, slowly moving her pelvis up and down. I looked
at where we were joined, and saw that she had slipped a
condom over me before climbing on. I scolded her, but not
to severely. I reminded myself that it took Lori over 2
years to control her desires.
She said that she woke up hearing me saying something.
She could not make it out, "but it sounded like you were
saying 'It's Suko'." She saw my erection, and decided to
make use of it.
"After all, I did not want it going to waste."
I explained that Itsuko was my girlfriend in Japan. She
continued to make love to me, sliding up and down on me.
She said that she had already had one orgasm, and was
working on another. I rolled her over onto her back, and
started to work her over myself. I asked her about the
condom, and she told me that she always uses them.
"I love life to much to die of AIDS."
We made love for 2 hours, and I filled 2 condoms with
sperm. I drove her to work in the morning, and said
goodbye with a kiss. She promised to get herself some
help, and to keep in touch with me. She wore the dress I
gave her to work, showing how much she liked it. Just
before we parted, I took some pictures of her wearing the
dress.
The last week in LA, I spent with my parents. I bought
some CDs, and shipped them to Okinawa. I also got some
more clothes, for both myself and Itsuko.
One of the programs that I had bought was a drafting
program. I had done a little computer drafting a few
years before, and it took me a little bit to get back
into doing it again. I messed around, and got rather good
again before I had to return to Japan.
On the trip back to Japan, I did some business plans and
floor plans on the laptop. I wanted to be prepared to
move when I got back. I would have just over a week of my
leave left when I got there, and wanted to make good use
of it.
Okinawa: Chapter V
When I got back, Itsuko was waiting for me at the
airport. She cried when she saw me again, and we kissed
passionately. After claiming my bags, we drove to our
place so I could take a shower and change clothes.
We went out to a nice restaurant for dinner, and I told
her my idea. I had been keeping it from her for almost a
month, and I knew she was dying from curiosity.
"Itsu, I want to re-open the bar. I think that if we
clean it up, and give it some changes, it will be a hit."
She protested, saying that it would cost to much money. I
proposed being a silent partner, giving her the money to
do it, if she would run the place. Word getting out that
I owned it could ruin my career. She tried to refuse,
saying that it would simply cost to much. I finally
stopped her, telling her something that she did not know.
"Itsu, I am rich. I have almost $100,000 in the bank. I
also get an additional $25,000 a year in addition to my
military pay. I also have arranged to get an almost
unlimited supply of money. The other part will have to
eventually be repaid, but that will be with no interest."
I explained to her the terms of my divorce, and that my
ex-wife would give us whatever other money was needed.
She asked what kind of bar I had in mind, and she agreed.
It would be like nothing else on the island.
*
2 days later, we were flying to the Philippines. We made
a few contacts, and arranged for 10 girls to come over
for 1 year to work in the bar. They would arrive in 2
months, which meant that we had to move fast. The girls
understood what would be required for them, and thought
that it would be OK.
Once back on Okinawa, we started cleaning up the place.
She liked my plans, and we started tearing up the
interior. Itsu made the proper arrangements with
inspectors and got the permits. I talked to furniture
makers, arranging for booths, tables, and a new stage. I
bought new mirrors on base, and also got glasses, and
some other supplies there. The boxes arrived that I had
sent earlier, and I set up the new stereo system. It was
a truly professional system, with a 10 channel mixer
board, 5 speakers with a huge woofer which I mounted
under the stage. I installed lights both over and under
the stage. These were connected to both a sound activated
switch, and to a light mixer on the control panel.
The booths were all high backed. They had a partition
almost 5' tall, which ensured privacy for whoever was
inside. I also had a hidden storage space inside each
one. I had a small dance floor installed, and had the bar
re-surfaced.
I went to the bank, and had $1,000 in quarters with the
current year sent to me. I took those, and carefully
placed them all on the bar. Once it was covered, I placed
a solid sheet of plastic over them and secured it. This
would both add to the looks, and the uniqueness of it.
The final arrangements was the rental of the hotel next
door.
It seems that when Itsuko's husband owned the bar, they
had an arrangement with the hotel owner. His bar girls
stayed there, and they split the money from any customers
that took them upstairs for more "personal attention".
But the hotel closed after the bar did, and had been
vacant ever since.
The man's son now owned the building, and agreed to our
proposal. We renovated the top floor into private
apartments for the girls. The middle floor was to be
renovated, and new furniture installed in the rooms. We
settled on a price, and an agreement was made. We
installed a private door between our places, connecting
the bar to the lobby of the hotel.
I returned to work, and told a few friends about the re-
opening of the bar. We decided to call it "Cheers", after
the bar on the TV show. The week before opening, the
girls arrived, and we explained to them what would be
expected. The bar would be run more like an American
strip club than a Japanese one.
The girls would do 3 song sets. The first would be fully
clothed, maybe stripping to a bikini during the last
half. The second song, they could remove their top,
showing the guys their tits. It was only during the
second half of the third song that they would be allowed
to fully strip.
When talking to the guys, they were free to spend as much
time with whoever they wanted, but spending no more than
30 minutes with each guy unless they at least bought them
a drink. And the "Buy-Me-Drinkee" attitude was not to be
allowed. The girls had to wait at least 30 minutes before
requesting another drink. They would be free to either
dance with the guys on the dance floor (several of them
liked this idea), or take them to one of the booths.
I showed them the secret compartment, which now contained
towels, condoms, and a bottle of baby oil. I explained
what I would allow and expect, and how much they should
charge. Any money spent for "favors" would be split
50%/50%.
These "favors" ranged from feeling each other up (free
with a drink bought), to a hand job ($10) or a blow job
($20). If a blow job was to be given, a condom had to be
worn. I stressed that no sex would be allowed without
one. All of them had been tested, and were free of any
disease. I also stressed that no drugs would be allowed.
Breaking either of those rules would result in being sent
home.
The girls spent the rest of the week practicing, getting
costumes (which I requested), and passing out fliers. I
had several thousand made up advertising the opening of
the club, which would be Friday night. One of the girls
would work as a DJ (no pre-recorded loop tapes for my
club), and the rest would rotate from dancing, serving
drinks, and working the bar.
I was watching the girls practice one night, and Itsu was
sitting next to me. The girl on stage was 18, but looked
like she was 15. Small tits and ass, she shaved her pubic
hair to add to the effect. Itsu noticed my reaction, and
started to kiss my neck. During Martha's third dance, she
showed us her naked pubis, to the laughter of all the
other girls in the place. Itsu opened my pants, and
pushed them off of me and to the floor. She said "We have
to try this out after all", and pulled a towel and the
baby oil out of the compartment. She oiled up her hand,
and started to stroke me off.
When the break in the song occurred, the air was filled
with the squishing sound of her giving me a hand job. I
now had my hand in her blouse, and was playing with her
tits. Martha looked over at us, and jumped off of the
stage to come closer. She moved in next to me, and
watched Itsuko jacking me off.
Itsu saw her, and handed her the bottle. I looked over at
her, and she grinned back. "I think she need practice
with this also. I will share you with them for tonight
only. You stay here, I go upstairs. Have a good night."
She kissed me, and left.
I looked over at Martha, and she had already oiled up her
hand. She gripped my cock, and started to jack me off
with long, firm strokes. She knew her business, and
licked her lips as she stroked me. I reached out, and
started playing with her little titties. I was about to
cum when she squeezed the base of my cock. She then
grabbed my hand, and led me to the stage.
I now noticed that all of the girls were watching us, and
in various staged of undress. They all helped remove my
clothes, and laid me on my back. I was soon in a tangle
of arms, legs, tits, and pussies. One after the other,
all of the girls sat on my cock for a short ride. After 3
or 4 minutes, she would get up and be replaced by another
girl. I kept my other 2 hands busy feeling other girls up
while I kept my mouth busy kissing whatever mouth or tit
was pressed into my face.
I looked up, and noticed that Martha was sitting on me
again. I gently pushed several of the girls aside, and
pulled her down onto me. I grasped her ass, and started
to really pound it into her. We were kissing passionately
as I came inside of her. She pulled back, and a mouth
took her place. What followed was a 4 hour orgy, and I
was left with a satisfied, but sore cock. One of them
joked that they would all be fired, for having
unprotected sex. We all laughed, and I told them I would
forgive them this one time. I also told them to get a
good night sleep, that tomorrow would be busy.
I arranged to get off work early Friday, and was nervous
as hell when the doors opened. Over the next hour and a
half, the place quickly filled up. Soon, there were
couples filling up the booths. All of the girls had to
bring their money to Itsuko at the bar, which helped
prevent cheating. 10% of their tips were placed into a
pool, and split evenly. This was to help prevent somebody
from getting no money on a slow night. There were locked
boxes with each of the girl's names on it. Each had 2
locks, with us having the key to one, and each girl
having the key to the other. Their half (-10%) was placed
in their own box while they watched. There would be
little or no cheating this way.
Martha took one of my friends that showed up and drug him
to the dance floor. Corporal Maxwell (I did not know his
first name) was about 6'5", which towered over her 5'2"
frame. They enjoyed a slow dance, then the two of them
retired to one of the booths. I would occasionally catch
glimpses of them kissing, but it did not look like they
were doing anything else. He bought both of them another
drink, then left with a happy look on his face. That
seemed to be common throughout the night.
I saw 2 couples going to the hotel during the night, and
each was back within 45 minutes. At the end of the night,
we were all amazed at how much money had been made. Each
girl had at least $200 in her box (no pun intended), and
another $25 in her kitty (again, no pun intended). It was
agreed by all of the girls to give the kitty to Nancy,
who worked as the DJ. That gave her almost $265. That
became the normal procedure, that the girl working as DJ
got the 10% pot.
Our take for the night was over $2,100! After taking out
the overhead, that was almost $1,400 profit for the
night. Itsu and I made love that night, being turned on
by the sights of the evening.
We woke up at noon, and took a long bath together. One
thing I enjoyed was the Japanese love of baths. There is
nothing like sitting in a hot tub of water with somebody
you love. Afterwards, we went down to open the bar.
We opened up at noon, with 5 of the girls there. During
the day, they split up the work. 5 girls would work from
noon till 4 pm, then were off until 8pm. They then
returned to work from 8pm until closing, normally around
2am. The others worked from 4pm until 2am, with a 1 hour
break from 8pm till 9pm. This way, they all had some time
for themselves. Some of them used his time to spend some
private time with special customers (fucking them).
Others took a nap, or relaxed in their rooms.
During the first 4 hours, I took over as DJ. I introduced
each of the girls by name, and encouraged the guys to
enjoy themselves. I was in the booth when I saw one of my
Lieutenants walk in. I quickly turned off the light, so
he could not see me. He settled into a seat, and soon
Martha approached him. She sat next to him, and he bought
her a drink.
One thing about the DJ booth was that you could see into
all of the booths clearly. This was designed that way, as
a way to check on the girls, and to watch out for them.
Nancy many times let me know if a customer got out of
hand with one of the girls.
I watched them settle in, and he started feeling her tiny
titties. A few minutes later, I saw him hand her some
more money, and she got into the secret compartment. Out
came the baby oil and towel, and soon she was jacking him
off. He continued feeling her titties, and then I saw
some more money change hands. Martha wiped off his cock
and her hands, then rolled a rubber onto him. I had to
stifle a laugh when I saw her head disappear under the
table.
After 4 minutes, he closed his eyes and leaned his head
back. Then Martha came back into view, threw the rubber
into the small trash can at the table, and cleaned them
off. He bought her another drink, and they chatted until
it was her turn to dance.
During her dance, Martha seemed to be giving him a
special show. She spent most of the time in front of him,
licking her lips and sticking her tongue out at him. Now
Martha was one of my nastiest dancers, and she got
downright raw onstage sometimes. This time was no
exception.
She slid her right index finger into her pussy, then
moved it around for a few seconds. This got some of the
guys cheering. Some of those changed into moans when she
removed it, and bent over to stick that finger into the
Lieutenant's mouth. He sucked on it for a second, before
she removed it, and finished her dance.
After Martha finished her dance, she walked by the booth
on her way back to the floor. I called her in, and asked
her if she was going to take a break. She giggled, and
answered that she was. "That guy, he has small pee-pee.
But it is big round!" She made a circle with her fingers,
about 3" across. "I barely fit him in my mouth." I
squeezed her ass, and she giggled again and left.
She went to him, and they soon left for the passageway to
the hotel. I knew what he was in store for!
The girls tried to schedule their screwing customers for
the daytime, when things were slower. During the evening,
they tried to restrict it to hand-jobs, which are faster.
They also tried for blow-jobs, which are just as fast,
but paid more.
About an hour later, I was watching another couple taking
one of the booths when Itsu entered the DJ booth.
She wrapped her arms around me, and held me from behind.
I wrapped my arms around hers as she held me, and kissed
my neck. I changed the next song, putting on a slow one
instead of the one that Julie requested. She gave us a
dirty look, but on seeing the two of us in there, smiled
and resumed her dancing.
I took Itsu into my arms, and we enjoyed a slow dance
together. We kissed passionately during the second half
of the song. I broke from Itsuko in order to announce
Mabel as the next girl, and place her three songs on the
CD players. Itso however, was also busy.
She unbuttoned my pants, and pulled them down to my
ankles along with my underwear. I turned around, and Itsu
was on her knees in front of me. She simply opened her
mouth, and took me inside. Julie stopped and looked into
the booth. She giggled, then leaned against the door
frame to watch. Itsu broke away and looked at her for a
second, then smiled. She looked up into my eyes, and said
"I bet I make you cum before Mabel finished." She then
went back down on me.
It was a strange experience, having somebody give me head
while I watched another nude girl watching us. I closed
my eyes, enjoying the feeling.
I opened them a minute later, and saw that Julie was
masturbating. Our eyes locked, and we stared at each
other as we approached our own orgasms. She made it
first, throwing her head back and gasping as she came on
her hand. I looked down into Itsu's eyes, and the caring
there was enough to push me over. I moaned out her name,
and came in her mouth. As I recovered, the third song was
coming to an end.
I prompted Itsu to take over, and she introduced Martha
as the next dancer and started her music. As she did so,
I slid under her dress. I moved her panties to the side,
and inserted my tongue into her pussy, which was already
wet. I did this for a minute, then pulled back to remove
her panties.
I heard her gasp as I took her clit into my mouth, and
sucked gently on it. I licked and sucked on her for 2
songs, and I could tell that she was on the edge of
cumming. I moved out, and saw that Julie was still
masturbating and watching us. I whispered to Itsu that we
should give her a real show. She nodded, so I turned her
to the side, and bent her over the counter. I lifted her
skirt, and moved up behind her.
Itsu and Julie both moaned as I slid into her. I reached
forward and grasped her breasts as I slid in and out of
her. Julie was now masturbating with a passion, sliding 2
fingers inside her as she rubbed her clit with her thumb.
Her other hand was moving between both her breasts,
tweaking her nipples. I noticed Martha's third song was
almost done, so I got the tape ready. Even though I did
not like using tapes for the music, I had one anyway, in
case we were ever short handed, or for mixing special
versions of songs. As Martha finished and walked off the
stage, she stopped at the doorway and stared at us.
Now Itsu and I had 2 naked women watching us fuck. I was
getting close, and Itsu was coming down off of another
orgasm. I leaned forward, and kissed her ear. I softly
blew into it, then asked her if she would follow me
upstairs. She agreed, and I left Martha in charge as we
both ran up, not even getting fully dressed first.
Once fully undressed, we collapsed into bed. We were both
burning with passion. However, I managed to get hold of
mine for a few minutes, and reluctantly pulled myself off
of her.
I Rolled onto my side, and gently took her into my arms.
This change from the passion I was showing a few minutes
before took her by surprise, but she recovered quickly.
After tenderly kissing for about 10 minutes, we broke
apart and looked into each other's eyes.
I moved my hands up, taking her face in them. I knew that
the time was right.
"Itsuko, I love you." I softly said to her.
I could see the tears in her eyes, as she repeated it
back to me. I had known that I had loved her since my
time home in the US. But I held back, to make sure. We
then proceeded to make love with a passion that we had
not done before, if that is possible. Afterwards, we
relaxed while listening to the music from the bar under
us.
I knew it was Martha on stage, because "Cherry Pie" by
Warrant was playing. That was her theme song, and she had
threatened to bite any other girl that used it. That was
good for a laugh, and they all agreed. I was about to
mention this to Itsu, when she said "Martha, she's
dancing again."
This started me laughing, and Itsu joined me when I told
her why. She then surprised me by continuing to talk
about her.
"Martha, she like you. I can tell the way she look at
you. If I not know better, I think you messing with her."
I started to protest, but she giggled and started
caressing my chest. "Silly, I only teasing. I know that
you only touch her one time, and that was when I let you.
We talk a lot, her and me. You make big impression on
her. She say you only man to make her cum."
The way she said the last set me to wondering again. I
had suspected for some time that Martha was bisexual. She
seemed to touch the other girls a lot, and I thought I
had even seen her feeling up Julie one day when it was
slow. I had thought I had caught a glimpse of her eating
out another girl the night of the orgy, but was never
sure if it was her.
"I am the only man, so I guess that normally, only women
make her cum."
Itsu giggled at that, and said "Yes. That is what she
say. She loves both men and women. Women make her cum,
and men make her feel full, and like a woman. She like
all kinds of sex she tell me, and says she likes
everything but pain."
As she was talking, I slowly started kissing her neck,
and moved down to her breasts. She stopped talking, and
held me firm. I lick and sucked her hard nipples, and was
rewarded with a purr of passion. As I continued, I moved
a hand down to caress her wet pussy. She was leaking all
over my hand, a slippery combination of her fluid and
mine.
Itsu gasped as I bent my head down, and started to lick
her swollen vulva. I was surprised when she pushed my
head away, she rarely did this. She rolled me onto my
back, and squatted over my face. I reached around,
grasping her ass in my hands as she took my cock in her
mouth. I ate her out, trying to hold off as she did a
marvelous job on me at the same time. But I won, and had
her climaxing on my face.
She pulled off as she came, but was soon sucking on me
again. As she did so, I started whispering to her.
"Would you like me to make love with Martha again
someday?" When she did not answer, I asked the question
again. When she did not answer again, I became demanding.
"Answer me! Do you want me to fuck Martha again?" This
time, she hesitated for a moment, then nodded her head,
while giving an affirmative answer, muffled though it
was, being my cock was still in her mouth. I licked her a
few more times, then asked her another question.
"Do you want to watch while I make love to Martha? Do you
want to be with us?" This time she paused for almost 10
seconds, before again giving an affirmative answer. I
rewarded her answer with a vigorous sucking on her clit,
which caused her to moan around my cock. I licked her a
few more times, then pulled my head back.
She thrust herself against my face, but I pulled her
back, and continued the questioning. "Would you join us?
Would you help her make love to me?" She made another
affirmative moan, and I continued.
"Do you want to make love to her also?"
At this, she pulled her mouth off of me, and hissed
"Yesssss."
I returned to her pussy, licking her clit until she had
another orgasm. She sucked on me until I could hold off
no longer, and came in her mouth.
We cuddled some more, then regretfully got dressed and
went back downstairs. It was 10pm, the busiest part of
the evening. When we got back downstairs, the bar was
packed. There was at least one couple in each booth, and
2 girls were missing. I asked, and was told that they
went to the Hotel to take a "break". I took my usual seat
at the door, trying to look unobtrusive, but let the guys
know that I would not take any shit either.
That was when I noticed that the girl in the nearest
booth was not one of "mine". She looked to be about 27,
and was Japanese. She was obviously giving a hand-job to
the Airman next to her. I pointed this out to Itsu, who
looked at her and giggled.
"I have heard of this. Some of the more 'liberated' women
will become predatory. Looking for men, they engage in
behavior that would shock their co-workers. If you check,
she is probably a professional, and does this more for
kicks than anything else."
When she was done, he left and she took a seat at the
bar. I walked up, and asked her if I could help her. She
got a little nervous, but I told her to relax. I asked
her to please come with Itsu and I, and escorted her to
our office in the back of the bar.
Once inside, I asked her to take a seat, while Itsu and I
sat next to each other on the other side of the desk.
Itsu gently started asking her questions, and she said
her name was Tenko. This was probably not true, but it
would work for us. Just as Itsu thought, she was a
Secretary, with a good income. However, she loved sex.
She also was excited by Americans, but did not want to
settle for just one guy. She had heard about our place
from an Airman she had taken to bed the week before, and
decided to check us out. She complimented us on our
establishment, saying that is was by far the nicest one
she had seen.
Itsu took over then, and a 10 minute conversation in
Japanese took place. I heard my name several times, and
occasionally other words I understood. Finally, they both
reached some kind of agreement.
Tenko stood up, and Itsu reached back to turn on the
stereo. As music started to play, she started a sensuous
strip. It was not bad, and soon she was nude. Like most
Japanese girls, she had small, firm breasts, with nipples
the size of quarters. Her hair was jet black, and flowed
down past her shoulders.
Itsu whispered into my ear "I told her that to continue,
she had to pass an audition."
"What kind of audition?"
With a twinkle in her eye, she answered "To show us her
body, then to make you cum."
"But I do not want her, I want you. Not only that, I
think you drained me for tonight."
"I know. That will make her audition especially hard. To
pass it, she will have to be extremely talented."
She pulled back at that, and Tenko came up and into my
arms. She kissed me for a minute, then looked at Itsu and
asked "What restrictions do I have? Can I do whatever I
want?"
"You can do whatever you want. Anything goes, as long as
I see him cum."
With that, Tenko returned to kissing me, and started to
remove my clothing. I started kissing her back, caressing
her body. Her nipples were hard as I started to rub them.
She moaned when I moved my head down to suckle at them.
She removed my pants then, pushing them off with her
feet. I caught a glimpse of Itsu watching us, with a big
grin on her face.
I gently caressed Tenko's body as she started to stoke my
cock. After the long session with Itsu, I was soft. She
worked on me for almost 5 minutes, with no obvious
effect. She looked at Itsu, and angrily asked her a
question in Japanese. Itsu laughed, and said "No" in
Japanese, then a long string that I did not understand.
Seeing my confusion, Itsu laughed, and said "She ask me
if you prefer boys. She thought that maybe by you being a
boy lover, you could not get interested with her. I told
her that you liked girls just fine."
During this, Tenko started to move her mouth down. She
stopped when she reached my crotch. She sniffed, then
looked up with a slightly disgusted look on her face.
Another conversation started in Japanese, until Itsu said
sharply "English!"
Tenko said that it was not fair, that I had been with
another woman that night. She looked at her, and said she
thought she knew who the woman was. Itsu told her than an
agreement was an agreement, and she was free to get
dressed and leave.
Tenko then said something that seemed to stun Itsu, and
took my cock into her mouth. I asked Itsu what she said.
"She said that tasting another woman does not bothering
her, she just prefers doing it first hand."
I have to admit, Tenko was good. After almost 5 minutes,
she had me half-hard. Itsu had given her a hard test, and
she knew it. After 10 minutes, Tenko leaned back, gasping
lightly for breath.
"I think I need to try different." she said, then laid on
the floor on her back. "Come over here and get in 69 with
me."
I moved into position, and she said "You no eat me, you
just watch." She then pulled out a dildo from her purse,
and slid it into her pussy. I did so, fascinated watching
the fake cock enter her tight pussy. As she did that, she
took me back into her mouth.
I was fascinated, watching it enter her body. She took
almost a minute getting it into her. The dildo was almost
the same size I was. I watched as she pulled it out. Her
pussy clung to it, almost like it was going to turn
itself inside-out as she removed it. When she slid it in,
her outer lips almost turned inwards, she was so tight.
While she was doing that, she was also sucking on my
cock. I started fantasizing what it would be like to
enter her tight pussy. The dildo was now wet with her
fluids, but was still pulling her inner walls out every
time she removed it from herself. I was finally unable to
simply watch and reached out a finger to caress her clit.
When I did this, Tenko moaned around my cock. I realized
that I was now hard, and Tenko was sucking on just the
head of my cock. She pulled her mouth off of me. She
jerked me a few more times, then guided me to turn
around.
"Oh, I am so horny! I need you to fuck me Mike. That guy
Pete, I jack his cock, but get nothing in return. I need
a cock in me, and I want yours."
As she said that, she grasped my cock, and slid it into
her tight pussy. She was just as tight as I thought she
would be. The only cunts tighter were Itsuko's and
Martha's. It took me almost 10 pushes to get all the way
into her. She grabbed my ass, pushing and pulling it to
set the tempo. As she did that, I bent my head to suck on
her nipples again.
I could tell she was about to cum, and cum she did! She
pulled my ass tightly down, and did not let me pull back.
She almost screamed, and bucked her pelvis under me. I
could feel her tight pussy clutching me even tighter.
When she was done, I started to move in her again, now
wanting to work on my own orgasm.
I pummeled her cunt, giving her full strokes, almost
pulling out of her, then grinding my pubic bone against
hers when I was all the way in. But I had already came
many times that night, so it took me a while. She came 5
or 6 more times before I was ready.
Itsu was used to my movements, and reminded me that I was
to cum where it could be seen. "After all, I want to be
sure she no cheats us." I could tell from the gleam in
her eye she was joking, but turned on at the same time.
I was almost there, and pulled out, climbing up her body
until I was straddling her chest. Se grabbed my cock, and
started to jack me off. She placed my cock against her
lips, and licked the head. I could wait no longer, and
blasted my load into her mouth.
It was pretty weak, only 2 or 3 small spurts. But it was
obvious that I had cum. She moved it around in her mouth
for a few moments, then swallowed it. I barely had enough
energy to crawl off of her, and collapse on the floor.
Tenko curled up next to me, caressing my chest and laid
her leg over mine. She looked up at Itsu, and said "You
are a lucky woman. He is marvelous lover. If you ever
stupid enough to loose him, I will take him."
I said that part of the reason was that I had been almost
empty, but she did not care. She still said that I was
great. We got dressed then, and talked to Tenko about
what we would do. We arrived at her giving us 1/2 of her
"tips", and 1/4 of what she made from customers she took
to the Hotel. She thought that was more than fair. We
would provide her a safe place for her interludes, and
provide condoms also. She would be entitled to free
drinks, and free lunch and dinner with the girls. She
could also come and go as she pleased. We thought that
was a fair deal, since it would add one more girl, and
not cause any conflicts. We only asked that she would
dance occasionally. She agreed, saying that she loved to
show off her body.
She returned downstairs, and Itsu and I followed 15
minutes later. When we got there, she was already giving
head to a Marine in a booth. So ended another night at
Cheers.
Okinawa: Chapter VI
The next 2 weeks passed the same as always. I worked up
north, and went home in time to help out with the busiest
part of the night. We were always closed on Monday and
Tuesday, which gave everybody 2 nights off. This allowed
Itsu and I to go to dinner, or just relax at home.
It was then that I had another idea. Itsu and the girls
were complaining that there was nothing for the women to
do around here. There were bars like this for the men,
but nothing for the women. Tenko said that *SHE* enjoyed
it, and that caused everybody to laugh.
Tenko had become "one of the girls". She tended to hang
around, even on her days off. Her and Itsu had quickly
become friends, and she even had dinner with us a few
times.
I was about to tell them about some of the clubs in the
US when it hit me. Why not make this place one of those
clubs?
Chippendale's was popular with the ladies. And there were
a lot of ladies around here. Why not have male strippers
one night a week? We could make Mondays "Lady's Night",
and have men strip for them. I mentioned it, and they all
loved the idea. The only problem was where to get the
guys.
I mentioned using some Servicemen, but with masks to hide
their faces. Since they could get in trouble, this would
help prevent that. We could get 9 or 10 studs, then turn
them loose. I started making a list, and started to
approach some of the guys the next week.
I talked quietly to 10 guys I knew from Base. All of them
had well built bodies, and liked the idea of showing them
off. Itsu and I decided that we would split the tips with
them 50%-50%, and let them use the Hotel for free
whenever they wanted. They all liked the idea of also
getting laid, and being paid for it.
We set the first one up for 2 weeks, and started
advertising it. We had 2 large guys passing flyers out on
the street, and posted them everywhere we were sure women
would see them.
The night of the first "Chippendale's: Far East"
performance was unbelievable. When we opened the doors,
there were already 15 women waiting outside. They all
entered, and bought a drink. 10 minutes later, they were
all yelling for the guys. I was MC for the evening, and
walked out on stage.
I had bought a Tuxedo for the evening, and was wearing
it. Itsu was in a beautiful evening gown, matching black
silk. Together, we were quite a pair.
I welcomed the ladies, and told them that the show would
be starting soon. I informed them that we would be doing
this every Monday for as long as there was interest (I
got an enthusiastic cheer for that).
I left the stage, then introduced Tom. Tom was a Lance
Corporal that worked with me. He was black, and had a
body of a track star. He came on stage wearing a waiter's
uniform. He even had a small tray. He started doing a
break-dance, all the while keeping a glass of colored
water (to look like wine) balanced on the tray. Half-way
through the first dance, he downed the drink, then tossed
the tray backstage. He did a few more gyrations, then
removed his jacket.
The women went wild when they saw his bare chest. He had
covered it with baby oil, and it shined. The second song
started, and it was a slow, jazzy bump and grind number.
He removed his trousers, and danced in a small g-string.
The ladies went nuts, and several started tossing money
onto the stage. At the end of the song, he went and
collected the money, thanking each of the ladies.
I then introduced the next man. Brad was a Corpsman, and
started in his Sailor's Uniform. He did the classic "In
The Navy", by the Village People. The audience went wild
with each pelvic thrust of the song. For the second song,
he grabbed the front of his uniform and ripped! It had
Velcro, and ripped into 2 parts, showing him in a tight
g-string.
By now, the other men were circulating through the crowd.
They all were either wearing masks, or heavy makeup. I
saw several couples in booths. One booth had a woman (I
recognized her as the wife of an officer) masturbating a
Corporal from the motor pool who was dressed up as a Cop.
Another one had Tom eating out a white gal. Brad was
disappearing upstairs with a homely looking gal. Her ass
was large, but she obviously had money.
Soon, all of the guys were involved with a gal if they
were not on stage. At the end of the night, all of them
were happy, but exhausted. I was looking forward to
having tomorrow night off myself. Most of the guys had
cum 4 or 5 times, and made almost $300 each. Before he
left, Brad admitted to me that the gal he fucked upstairs
was in the Airforce. And even though she was ugly, she
was one of the best fucks he had ever had.
The next night, I had made special plans. I left Itsu
instructions to be dressed in her Black silk dress, and
to be waiting for me. I stopped at the Hotel, and got
into a suit before I picked her up. I changed in Martha's
room, and she was already dressed. She waited in the car
while I went to get Itsu. She was surprised to see Martha
with us, but said nothing.
We went to a nice restaurant, and had a marvelous dinner.
Afterwards, we went to a nightclub, and we all danced for
a couple of hours. When we left, we went to our place for
drinks. I brought a box up with us, and told Itsu to go
into the bedroom, and put it on. She left the room, then
we heard a gasp from the bedroom.
5 minutes later, Itsu came out and joined us. She was
wearing a short green silk negligee. It went down just
above her knee, and was snug against her breasts. Martha
and I could see her nipples clearly through it. I winked
at Martha, and she took over.
She walked over to Itsu, and took her into her arms. She
then gently kissed her. After a moment of hesitation,
Itsu returned the kiss. Soon, both of them were sitting
on the floor, caressing each other's breasts as they
kissed.
Itsu was the first to go beyond that, moving her hand
under Martha's blouse to caress her breast. Martha broke
off, and laid back. Itsuko's hands trembled as she
removed her clothes. Here I was, watching my lover remove
the clothes of another woman. I removed my own clothes,
and sat in a chair to watch.
Itsu started to suckle at her breasts, and Martha laid
back, holding her head to her. I was still amazed at how
small and young Martha looked. She looked more like she
was 13 than 19. She shaved her pubic hair, to add to that
illusion. Itsu moved her hand down, and started caressing
her pubic region. She spent 15 minutes fondling Martha,
and brought her to orgasm. After she recovered, Martha
became a little more aggressive. She stood up, and took
Itsu's hand to guide her to the bedroom. Once there, she
removed Itsu's clothes, and started kissing her way down
her body.
She paused at her breasts, suckling on her breasts. Then
she was kissing her way down her belly. Itsu gasped when
she started licking her vulva. Martha licked her a
minute, then stood up.
Itsu started kissing her again passionately. I could see
her licking her own juices off of Martha's face. Martha
then took her to the bed, and made her lay down on it.
She then squatted over her face, and pressed her face
into Itsu's pussy. In a flash, Itsu was doing the same
back.
I watched the two ladies eating each other out, hearing
their moans. I was incredibly turned on, but simply sat
back and watched. This was Itsuko's time, so I let her
enjoy herself. After almost an hour, and many orgasms
each, they finally broke apart.
Itsu saw me, and asked me to join them in bed. The three
of us cuddled, then the girls both started to caress me.
Martha moved her head down, at the same time Itsu started
to move herself up. I felt a mouth sucking on my cock at
the same time I started to lick Itsu. I slid my tongue as
far into her as I could. I reached up and grasped her
breasts, gently squeezing and feeling them as I ate my
lover out. At the same time, Martha was doing wonderful
things with her mouth. Within minutes, I was about to
cum. I bucked my hips, letting her know that I was close.
She did not let off, and I shot a huge load of sperm.
Martha swallowed it, and continued to suck on me until I
got hard again.
Martha then moved up, and sat on my re-hardened cock. I
had Itsu get up, and turn around. I had her sit on my
face again, this time facing Martha. I continued to eat
her out, and I could feel them kissing and feeling each
other. I felt a finger slide into Martha's pussy next to
my cock. It made her feel even tighter, if that was
possible. I reached up to cup Itsu's breasts, and found a
small pair of hands already there. Martha lifted hers up,
and pressed them on top of mine. Itsu started moaning
then, and came all over my face. A few seconds later, I
felt Martha squeezing my cock as she also had another
orgasm. Unable to wait any longer, I squirted her full of
my cum.
We spent the night together, and all of us made love one
more time before I left for work. When I left, they were
again involved in another 69.
Just before lunch, I was called into the Administration
Office. It seems that my orders were in, and I was being
transferred back to North Carolina. I expressed my desire
to stay, and sent me to the Career Planner's Office. We
talked for a bit, and he put in a package to extend my
tour here for another 3 years. I took it to the Colonel,
and he signed it. Now all that was left was to send it to
Washington, and hope they agree. The only possible
problem was that they wanted me to go to the school as an
instructor. If it came to a power struggle between my
current unit and the school, the school would win. When I
got home, I told Itsu about what had happened. She cried
for a bit, but pulled herself together. We went
downstairs, and life went on.
We were both surprised at the amount of money that we
were bringing in. We decided that we could make a few
changes. We made an offer on the Hotel, and the owner
gladly sold it. He was making money for the first time in
10 years, but wanted out. We converted the lower floor
into an expansion of the club itself. The upper floor was
connected to a door in our apartment, so we could enter
it without having to go downstairs.
We also added some more girls. This time, we hired local
Japanese girls. This helped bring more variety to our
ladies. We now had 18 girls, and were looking to hire
somebody full-time to help us manage the place. Itsu and
I talked about it, and decided to ask Martha. She was
both well liked by the girls, and a whiz with math. She
did a lot of our accounting already.
We asked Martha to come upstairs, and we made our offer.
It would mean more money, and a nicer room for her to
live in. She was very enthusiastic, but that stopped when
we told her that she would have to get a drivers license.
Suddenly, she changed her mind, and started to cry as she
left the room. Itsu and I were both confused and worried,
so we went to find her. She was not in the bar, nor in
her room. We both went looking for her, and found her in
the park at the top of a hill about a quarter mile away.
She was inside a small viewing tower, crying.
I stayed below, while Itsu went up to talk to her. After
almost 30 minutes, she asked me to come up. She was no
longer crying, but both her and Itsu had tears in their
eyes.
"Go on and tell Mike what you told me." Itsu said it in a
way that left no room for argument.
"I'm, I'm, I'm sorry. I did not mean for it to go this
far, I did not mean for the lie to go on for so long." At
this, she broke down crying again.
I took her into my arms, and held her as sobs wracked her
small body. I told her that we loved her, and no matter
what it was, we would try to forgive her. Then she told
me her secret.
"I'm only 15 years old."
I thought I would die! I had made love to her 2 times
now, and she was a minor! I asked her what had happened,
and she told us her story.
Her mom had abandoned her when she was 4, and she lived
in an orphanage afterwards. She worked as a clean-up girl
in a brothel, and ran away from the orphanage. When she
was 13, she was raped buy one of the customers. After
that, she decided to go ahead and sell her body.
She worked on the street at first. Then an older whore
took pity on her, and got her a job at the strip club we
met her at. The owner convinced her to shave her sparse
pubic hair, and to claim that she was 18. That way, the
guys would think she only looked young.
The club was OK. She only had sex with the guys if she
wanted to. She mostly danced, and let guys feel her up.
When Itsuko and I approached her, she jumped at the
opportunity to get a fresh start. She had been happy the
last year, and now she knew it was going to end.
I looked at Itsu, and she must have read my mind, because
she nodded at me.
"Martha, you are not being send back to the Philippines.
You are going to stay here, with us. Of course, you will
not be working at the bar anymore, but we will not have a
problem finding something for you to do."
She looked at me in shock for a minute, then hugged me
and kissed me passionately on the lips. I kissed her
back, then gently pulled her back. I told her that that
was the last time we would be doing that. Now that I knew
she was under-age, I felt like a child molester.
Itsuko and her both laughed at that, but we all
understood that our relationships had changed. We told
her to take the rest of the night off, and we would talk
about it tomorrow night. Back at the bar, Itsu and I
talked about what we would do with Martha.
When we remodeled a few months back, we added a spare
bedroom onto our private apartment. It had mostly been
unused until now. We decided to move Martha into it, and
train her on the accounting. She could still take over
that part of the business, and do some of the work
necessary to open the club.
Martha was pleased at our decision when we told her about
it the next night. Then a sticky problem came out. Since
she had been having sex for over 2 years, she had come to
really enjoy it. In fact, she did not want to stop having
sex. Itsu made the decision, and asked me if it was OK
after she said it.
On Tuesday evenings, she would leave for 2 hours. During
that time, "I will allow you to fuck his brains out."
Itsu and Martha laughed at that, but I was not so sure.
"Relax honey. I know you love her, but she is more a
grown woman than a child. You have already make love to
her, and you both enjoy it. I know I feel better if she
with you, than if she is with strange man."
Itsu went back downstairs to take care of the club, while
I stayed up to help Martha move her stuff in. She had an
amazing amount of clothes, half of them for her prior
line of work. She also had posters of rock stars, and
kitties. Normal teenage girl things.
We finally got her fully moved in at around 10pm. We were
both relaxing when Julie knocked on the door. I was
surprised when she gave me a simple message.
"Miss Itsuko told me to tell you that 'pretend that
tonight is Tuesday night', whatever that means."
I thanked her for the message, and she left. She was
obviously confused by the message, but left without my
having to explain it. She was not even half-way down the
stairs, when Martha attacked me.
She savagely kissed me, then pulled me into her room. She
started to remover her clothes, but I stopped her. I told
her that this was to be special. I placed a CD on her
stereo, then asked her to dance with me. She slid into my
arms, and we simply held each other as we danced 3
dances. All of them were nice, slow dances. Near the end
of the third dance, I bent down and kissed her.
It was a very tender, gentle kiss. When the fourth song
started, we ignored it, and just stood there and kissed.
I caressed her back and cupped her ass as she ground her
pelvis against my leg. I slowly guided her to the small
couch in her room, and we both sat on it, our mouths
still glued to each other.
We spent the next 20 minutes necking. I learned that
Martha has a very sensitive neck. She would softly moan
when I would kiss and suck on her neck and ear. She was
grinding against me by then, and she took matters into
her own hand to continue.
Tired of my teasing, she took my left hand and placed it
on her right breast. I noticed that it was a little
fuller than it was the first time I felt them. Her nipple
was rock hard under my palm. I gently caressed it, not
making any attempt to slide my hand under her shirt.
After 10 more minutes, she started gently asking me to
feel her breast. I slid my hand under, and grasped her
naked breast. As I rolled her nipple between my fingers,
she spasmed and held me tightly as she practically sucked
my tongue from my mouth. I realized that I had her so
turned on, that was all she needed to cum.
She did not relax noticeably after her orgasm. She
continued to grind against me, and removed my own shirt,
then broke away from me long enough to pull her t-shirt
over her head. Her breasts had grown in the last year,
and she said that they had. Almost 3 inches, and a full
cup size. No longer wanting to torture her, I gently
picked her up, and laid her on the bed. I carefully
removed her clothes, then my own before I joined her
there.
I caressed her pussy, which was wet and swollen. I could
feel the stubble of her pubic hair. I asked her not to
shave it anymore, and she promised to let it grow for me.
I slid a finger into her, and felt her tight walls
clinging to it. She was still incredibly tight, and
responsive. I slid my finger back up, and caressed her
clit with my lubricated finger.
I bent my head down, and started to suck on her nipples.
She squirmed around, and ground her hips against my
finger. Soon, she was having another orgasm. I slowly
moved down, kissing her belly, then moving down to her
hips. I spent 5 minutes, until she was quietly begging me
to eat her out.
She came as soon as I sucked her clit into my mouth. She
was so turned on, I was amazed. It seems like anything I
did was making her cum. I licked her pussy, sliding my
tongue into her tight snatch. I slid my hands up,
caressing her breasts as I ate her out. After 2 more
orgasms, she grabbed my hair, and pulled me up.
"In me, I want you in me. Please, don't make me wait
more!"
She grasped my cock, and gently pressed the head against
the entrance of her pussy. As I slid into her, she moaned
"I love you" softly under her breath. She was so tight
and wet, it was all I could do to hold off. I held still
as her inner muscles milked my cock. I held her tightly
to me, then rolled us both over, so she was on top of me.
I grasped Martha's ass in my hands as she raised and
lowered herself on me. As she was pumping on top of me,
she was kissing my neck and moaning into my ear.
"I want you to cum. I want you to cum inside me. I want
you to fill me with your cum. I want your cum."
She was saying this over and over again. I could not hold
off any longer, and told her I was about to fill her up.
She started moving her hips harder, moaning "Yes, now!"
over and over again. Unable to hold off any longer, I
gave her 2 deep thrusts, then grunted as I came inside of
her.
She rested on top of me afterwards, and I caressed her
back and ass. We kissed and cuddled as my prick softened,
and finally came out of her. Martha groaned when it came
out, but she was to satisfied to complain much. After 15
minutes however, I was getting hard again.
When Martha felt me pressing against her again, she
giggled, and said "You ready so soon? You going to give
me long-time, instead of other way around."
I slid out from under her, and she got up on her hands
and knees. Looking at her this way made my woody even
harder. I got behind her, and she guided me inside as I
grasped her hips. She rested her head and shoulders on
the bed as I fucked her from behind. I was going at it
hard, and looked down to see myself entering her. I
reached down, and caressed her asshole with my finger.
She moaned, pressing back against it. I licked my index
finger, and slid it into Martha's ass. She pressed
herself back against me, and moaned how good it felt. I
continued to slide into her as I fucked her ass with my
finger.
"Please, I have only done it once before, but I want you
in there. Please, put your cock in there."
I decided to play ignorant. "Put my cock in where?"
Martha groaned. "Please! Put your cock where your finger
is."
"Say it. Say it Martha. Tell me exactly what you want."
She groaned, then yelled "In my ass! I want you to shove
your cock in my asshole!"
I heard a gasp behind me. I looked back, and saw Itsu
watching us. I silently mouthed "Baby Oil" to her. After
3 times, she understood and got it for me. We keep it on-
hand for sunburns, and massages. I squirted a little on
my fingers, and used it to lubricate her asshole. I
continued to lubricate her until I could slip 3 fingers
into her. I pulled out of her tight pussy, and looked at
how wet I was.
"I obviously don't need to lubricate myself" I said. "You
are so wet, nothing I place on my cock would be any more
slippery."
Itsu moved up next to us, and watched as I slowly pressed
the head of my cock against her ass. I gently pressed,
and the head slipped into her tight little ass. I am not
sure who moaned loudest when I slipped in, Martha,
Itsuko, or myself. I slowly started to fuck her, slipping
in deeper with each thrust.
Martha was constantly moaning now, telling me how big I
felt in her. Her ass was tighter than Lori's. Itsu was
watching us, fascinated. I had not tried to sodomize her.
The closest that I have done like this to Itsu was to
caress her asshole while we fucked. I never tried to
place anything into it though.
I looked back at Itsu, and quietly told her to strip.
Still watching us, she removed her clothes, licking her
lips as she did so. Once nude, she walked up to me and we
kissed. I continued to pump into Martha's ass as we
kissed. I asked her how it felt, but she could only moan.
"Unless you tell me what you think, I will have to stop.
If you only moan, I am afraid I may be hurting you."
"Uhhhh, it feel sooooooo good. Uhhhh, ohhhh, mmmmm,
yessss, yesssss, harder. I want it harder!"
I started to fuck her faster, my cock slipping in and out
easier, now that she was warmed up. "Martha, do you
prefer to make love to men instead of girls?"
"Yes." she hissed.
"But you still like making love to girls?"
"Ohhh, Hmmm, yes. Yes, I do."
"Who have you done it with?"
Martha then went and named most of the girls that work
below, including Tenko.
"What girl do you like making love to the most?"
"That is simple, Itsuko. She is beautiful, and I love
her."
As she finished the sentence, she had a strong orgasm. I
stopped thrusting, because I was close, and did not want
to cum myself yet. I reached forward, and played with her
nipples as she came. She sank onto her belly, limp with
exhaustion after her orgasm.
I started to pump again, and quietly told Itsu to lay
down in front of Martha. Itsu kissed me, then did so. She
carefully laid down in front of Martha, and reached down
to caress her face.
Martha looked up, startled. Then seeing Itsu and her
naked pussy in her face, she moaned, and buried her face
in it. I started to loose it then, and warned Martha that
I was about to cum. She moaned into Itsu's pussy as I
shot her ass full of my cum.
I slid out and laid on my back next to the girls. Martha
moved her hips around, and got into a 69 with Itsu. I
watched as they ate each other out for almost 30 minutes,
then fell back, exhausted and satisfied. We all cuddled,
until I mentioned that Itsu and I needed to get back
downstairs.
Martha got up and came back with a wet washcloth and some
soap. She gently washed my cock, making sure that I was
clean before she finished. Itsu then gently washed her
asshole. After washing it, she kissed it gently, then
rubbed a little baby oil on it to help ease the soreness.
Once back downstairs, we both worked until closing time,
then went back upstairs and were soon both fast asleep.
*
The next week, Lori called me, and we spent a long time
talking on the phone. It seems that she had been dating
Mark since right after I had left, and she was really
wanting to go further than just kissing him.
He was satisfied with that, and accepted her reasoning to
not go any further because of a promise she had made (she
did not say who it was made to, just that it was a
promise). But she was wanting to make love, and asked my
permission. I gladly gave it, but said it was only good
for Mark. If they broke up, she would have to get it
again before she made love to a different man.
We exchanged "I love you's", then hung up. I was glad
that she had changed her life around, and hoped the best
for the two of them.
Okinawa: Chapter VII
Things went much the same for the next few months. Monday
being Lady's Night, and the rest of the time working at
the bar and on base. We had a few girls leave the bar,
one of them even getting married to a Marine from another
base. We got some new ones, and even had a few changes in
the guys for Mondays.
One Saturday, I took some time off to go to the Exchange
on Kadena Airforce Base. Kadena had the best Exchange on
the island, so most of the service people came here. I
ran into Brad there, and we hung out together. We were
about to leave, when we heard a female voice call his
name. We both turned around, and saw Amy.
Amy was the homely looking gal that Brad normally fucked
on Lady's Night. She was still homely looking, but he
admitted to me that he really liked her, and that her
ability in the bed was worth looking at her. She trotted
up to us, and we saw that she was in her Camouflage
uniform.
What surprised us both was that she was wearing the
Silver Bar insignia of a First Lieutenant! "I thought
that was you. Very few men are as broad shouldered as you
are, and M.C. Mike here (that was the name I used when
introducing the men) was the dead giveaway. Can we talk
for a minute?"
I walked away for a few minutes, and watched them talk
for about 10 minutes. She wrote something on a card, and
handed it to him. She touched the back of his hand
gently, then she left. When Brad caught up with me, he
said that he had a date with her that evening. He was to
meet her at the McDonalds just outside the main gate, and
things would go from there.
I reminded him that he was enlisted, while she was an
officer. He admitted that they had discussed that
briefly, and neither one would meet in uniform, or at
each other's quarters. That way, they could deny knowing
the other's rank if it became public.
I offered him a room free of charge if he wanted, and he
gratefully accepted. We drove back to the club, and had a
drink before he left. I went upstairs to show Martha how
to use the computer. I had just opened the door, and the
phone rang.
I answered the phone, and was surprised to hear Blanca.
We had been writing to each other for the last year. She
had been doing OK, but was looking to start a new life.
She said that the economy had crashed, and her father
lost the store that he owned. She had been working at a
bar the last 6 months.
"Gee Blanca, to bad you are all the way over there. If
you were here, you could work for me," I said, half
joking.
However, she seemed to have been waiting for this
invitation. She told me that she had a 2 year work visa,
and an entrance visa on her passport, and was ready to
move to Japan! I was stunned, but told her that she would
be more than welcome. She had saved enough for a plane
ticket, and could be here in 2 weeks. Since I had already
arranged to take a vacation in 1 month, I told her to
wait, and she could fly back with Itsu and me. She
agreed, and would be looking forward to meeting me again
and Itsu.
I went downstairs, and told Itsu the news. She was
excited, both at the thought of meeting Blanca, and at
having her work here. A Mexican girl would be a unique
thing here, and was sure to attract men. I went back
upstairs, and continued to teach Martha how to use the
computer.
I only had 4 weeks to teach her how to run the business
before Itsu and I left. We would be gone for 3 weeks, and
unless there was an emergency, our only communication
would be through E-Mail.
I was downstairs when Brad and Amy walked in. Amy looked
a little uncomfortable, but that was probably because of
what was going on in the bar. Julie was dancing at the
moment, and one of the booths had a girl jacking off a
Marine while he sucked on her tits.
I took them to the Hotel, and gave them a key to a room.
I caught a glimpse of Amy, and from the side she did not
look bad at all. I decided to talk to Kristen about her.
Kristen was one of the girls, and was going to Beauty
School during the day. If anybody could bring beauty out
of Amy, it would be her. I talked to her, and she loved
the idea. I excused her for 2 hours, so she could get
ready, and look at a few magazines for ideas.
*
About 90 minutes later, I got a call from the lobby,
telling me that Brad and Amy were there. I ran over, and
met them. I told Amy about Kristen. She was reluctant,
but agreed to go upstairs and see her. Brad and I would
wait in the bar for her to return.
We hung out for almost 2 hours, acting like customers the
entire time. Itsu laughed when I grabbed her and took her
to a booth. Once there, I started feeling her up as she
unzipped my pants. She proceeded to masturbate me like I
was a customer, as I fingered her wet pussy. We timed it
perfectly, and both came at the same time. She was just
finishing wiping me off when Kristen came up to her.
They talked for a minute, then left to go upstairs
together. She came back with some clothes, and went back
to Kristen's room. 30 minutes later, she came to Brad and
I, telling us that Amy was ready for him.
We entered the lobby, and were stunned! Amy was wearing
one of Itsu's blue dresses, and she looked completely
different. Her hair was a shade lighter in color, and was
now draped around her face, instead of pulled back. That
and some makeup in the right places made her look
beautiful.
Brad stared for almost a full minute, then took her in
his arms and kissed her passionately. Kristen had
performed a small miracle. She had taken the Homely
Duckling, and made her into a swan.
The rest of the evening passed as usual. Sunday morning,
Brad and Amy joined the rest of us for breakfast.
Afterwards, the five of us (Brad, Amy, Itsu, Martha, and
I) went shopping. Itsu and Martha helped her pick out
some flattering clothes, and we guys also gave some
suggestions.
It seems that Amy's mother had died when she was young.
She was raised by her father, and 2 older brothers. She
never learned how to dress, or do her hair and makeup to
flatter her natural appearance. Back at the apartment,
Itsu and Martha gave her some more tips, and she seemed
fascinated. Brad helped me open the club while they did
this.
Brad and Amy stayed with us until Tuesday morning. Monday
was a holiday, so we all had the day off. I asked Brad if
he was going to work tomorrow night, and he admitted that
he was. However, he would not be giving private dances
for anybody but Amy. She blushed at this, and said
nothing. I told him that it was OK, and handed him a key.
With some of the new girls being local, we now had 2
apartments that were not being used. I handed the key of
one of those to Brad. "This is for the two of you to use,
until I need it again. All we ask is that you do not
trash it out, and that you teach the young lady that she
should remove her combat boots before she throws you into
her bed."
This was met by good-natured laughter by all, and an
embarrassed smile from Amy. The five of us headed up
stairs, Itsu bringing along a bottle of wine and 5
glasses. I looked at her, and she winked at me. I was not
sure what my hot little lover had in mind. I do know that
the only times I have been with her when she drank wine,
a spectacular sexual encounter came from it.
Once up there, Itsu poured us all some wine, then sat in
my lap as we drank a toast to the new couple. We finished
the bottle quickly, and Itsu had Martha run off to grab
another bottle. Soon, that one was finished also. Itsu
and I were still sitting on one of the two chairs in the
room. The new couple was sitting on the bed, Brad behind
Amy so he could caress her, and "accidentally" brush
against her breasts. I could see from 10' away how hard
her nipples were.
We finished that bottle, and Itsu sent Martha for another
one. While she was gone, Itsu kissed me passionately,
then started to nibble on my ear. I glanced at Brad and
Amy, and saw them doing the same thing. Itsu surprised me
by whispering in my ear "I want you to pretend that it is
Tuesday again." She resumed tonguing my ear again, making
my pecker as hard as a rock. I decided to go for broke,
and started to caress her breasts. I glanced, and saw
Brad and Amy watching us, his hand starting to caress her
breast.
"I told Martha to wait 30 minutes before returning" Itsu
whispered into my ear again. I was wondering what she had
in mind, when she reached down and unzipped my pants. I
heard a small gasp from across the room, and glanced. Amy
was watching us, and was obviously staring at Itsu
playing with my cock. I responded by unbuttoning her
blouse, and unfastening her bra. I heard Amy moan quietly
as I took one of Itsu's hard nipples into my mouth. I
suckled on her breasts, hearing the familiar moans of my
lover filling my ears. I could hear similar moans from
Amy across the room. After 5 minutes of this, I heard
Itsu ask me if we could find someplace more comfortable.
I made a show of looking around, taking in the sight of
Amy's large breasts being sucked by Brad.
"Sorry love, there only seems to be the one bed here."
This room only had one bed, but it was queen sized.
Amy surprised me by quietly saying "There is plenty of
room over here." It was so low, it was almost a whisper.
But one look into her eyes, and she was obviously begging
us to join them.
I gently kissed Itsu, then picked her up and carried her
to the bed. On the way there she again whispered into my
ear. "I watch and allow you to make love to other girls.
Please allow me to make love to Brad."
In response, I kissed her and whispered "OK." All this
passed unknown to Brad and Amy.
I stripped Itsu, and laid her on the bed. We resumed
making out, occasionally looking at Brad and Amy. He now
had her down to her panties, and was sucking on her
breasts. Amy's breasts were wonderful, large and soft
looking, with large areola and nipples. She moaned, and I
looked down to see Brad's hand inside of her panties.
Itsu rolled me over onto my back, and started to kiss her
way down my body. I caught Amy taking glimpses at us,
watching as Itsu got closer and closer to my hard cock. I
heard her moan, and saw that Brad had removed her
panties, and was now kissing his way down her body.
Itsu opened her mouth, and had me moaning as she started
to suck on my cock. I was soon playing with her hair as
she sucked on me. I glimpsed over, and saw Amy watching
her. After about 20 seconds, she raised her head, and our
eyes locked.
She closed her eyes and moaned as a wave of pleasure came
over her, then opened them again, looking right into my
own. I slowly reached out, and cupped her right breast in
my hand. She closed her eyes for a moment, then looked at
me with a look of total lust in her eyes.
I glanced down at Itsu, and she was watching this as she
gave me head. I slowly moved closer to Amy, Itsu moving
to help us. I was soon kissing Amy as our partners gave
each of us head. I could feel her tense up, and groan
into my mouth as she came on Brad's tongue. I continued
to squeeze her breast as she came, causing her to push
her chest against my hand.
"Isn't she a great kisser?" I heard Brad ask me. I
agreed, then moaned myself, close to orgasm myself as
Itsu worked her magic on me with her mouth. Now it was
Amy's turn, as she moved up against me and kissed me,
caressing my chest as we kissed.
I broke off for a second, and warned Itsu that I was
about to cum. She moved her head faster for a few
seconds, then moved back so just the head was in her
mouth. She then started to jack me off with her hand. Amy
moved her own down, gently pushing Itsu's to the side.
She then proceeded to jack me off until I started cumming
in Itsu's sucking mouth. After Itsu moved off and moved
up to kiss me, she moved down and licked the head of my
cock. It was at this time that Martha re-entered the
room.
She walked in, then stopped, watching the 4 of us on the
center of the bed. She slowly walked in, setting the
bottle down on the coffee table. She then continued to
walk towards us, removing her clothes as she came closer.
She was nude by the time she reached the bed. She sat in
the chair next to the bed, and watched the four of us, a
look of lust in her eyes.
Her pubic hair had grown in during the past months, and
it now covered her pubic mound with a fine layer. Amy
looked startled, but said nothing as Martha joined the
four of us. Itsu moved back up the bed, sliding between
Amy and Brad, so we were obviously paired off with
different partners. I gently kissed Amy again, then moved
down to suckle the breasts that I had been playing with a
short time earlier.
Amy moaned, holding my head to her chest as I gently
caressed her belly. I heard a moan, and saw Itsu slowly
sitting on Brad's cock. Amy watched also, seeing her
lover slide into my lover.
I was amazed at how responsive Amy was. The difference in
the last few months was amazing. Her nipples were large,
and as hard as rocks. I sucked them hard, my hand moving
lower down her belly. She gasped when I reached her
groin, and slid then through her pubic hair.
I slid my fingers through her hair, gently pulling on it.
She lifted her ass as I did so, not wanting my fingers to
release her. I continued to tease her as I sucked her
breasts, moving from one to the other. I started to kiss
the underside of her breasts, massaging the muscles with
my tongue.
I heard a moan, and looked over to see Martha gasping as
she brought herself to an orgasm. I slipped my fingers
lower, and slid then along her vulva. She was wet and
hot, and moaned as I slid my fingers back and forth. I
heard Itsu moan, and knew that she was having an orgasm.
Amy was going crazy under me, and I moved a little lower,
kissing her belly. She had a little excess flesh there,
but was by no means fat. I slid lower, and plunged my
face into her vagina.
Amy cried out as I sucked her clitoris into my mouth,
sucking as I slid a finger into her. She was so tight,
and as wet as any woman I had ever felt. I had only
sucked her for a minute before she exploded, bucking her
pelvis into my face and clamping her legs around my head.
When she finally released me, we were both gasping for
breath. She grabbed my ears, and pulled me up until I was
lying between her thighs. With a gentle hand, she reached
down and slid me into her.
"Please, go easy," she moaned. "I have only been with a
few men, and am still very tight."
She was right. Amy was not as tight as Martha or Itsu,
but tighter than most women that I have been with. We
kissed as I slid into her, and started to slowly fuck
her. We heard Itsu and Brad both moaning, and knew they
were having an orgasm.
I slid in and out of Amy for 10 minutes, until she moaned
that she was cumming again. I moaned that I was also, and
came right after she did, causing her to have another
orgasm as I squirted my cum into her. Martha moaned
again, obviously having another orgasm.
We kissed and cuddled as we regained our breaths. Itsu
was caressing my back, and Brad was holding Amy's hand.
We rolled back to hold our partners, and soon were all
asleep.
I woke up, hearing a moaning sound. I looked over, and
gently nudged Itsu awake. Amy was moaning, thrashing her
head as she was closing on an orgasm. It was obvious that
the oral attention she was getting was bringing her off.
She moaned my name, and had an orgasm, reaching down to
grasp the head between her legs.
It was only afterwards that she realized the head was not
mine, but Martha's. Amy was shocked, but did not push her
away. Martha moved between her and Itsu, and Amy hugged
her.
"I have always wondered what it would be like with
another woman, but I know that I can never do this. You
were wonderful, but please do not do it again."
Martha looked hurt, until Brad and I explained to her
about the prohibition that the Military had to
homosexuality. "That is dumb" was her only response. We
all took turns in the shower, then got dressed again for
a night on the town.
After dinner and some dancing, the four of us (Martha
stayed at home to do the books) went home, and went to
bed in our separate apartments.
Okinawa: Chapter VIII
The next day, Brad and I drove to work together. We
decided that why should we waste gas by both of us
driving separate cars, when we would be going to and from
the same places. I was surprised when the Regimental
Sergeant Major called me into his office just after
lunch.
He told me that the night-club had become public
knowledge to both him and the Colonel, and that I would
have to do something about it.
"You see," he told me. "The problem is not as much the
club, as it is the guys you have there one night a week.
The Colonel does not like the idea of his Marines
prostituting themselves, and that has to stop."
We talked for a bit, and agreed to next weeks show would
be the last. It had become to widely known, and the
Marines in it were not a secret any longer. That gave us
2 shows left, and a chance to make an announcement. He
said that three or four shows a year would probably be
overlooked, but every week was just far to much.
Brad and I talked on the way home, and decided that next
week's show would be the ultimate show. And that small,
private shows (parties and the like) would probably be OK
also.
The Itsu and Martha, along with the rest of the girls
were a little upset at this, but said they could live
with it. In fact, Martha was the one that suggested the
last show should be all-nude. Brad said that that would
probably not be a problem, and the two of them started to
make posters up to announce the closing of "Chippendale's
Far East".
That night, we handed all of the ladies a flier as they
entered, announcing the final show next week. It did not
say that it would be full nude however, we decided to
leave that a secret. The ladies were obviously depressed,
but decided that they would have to live with it.
The guys all agreed to do the last show nude, and that
during the last dance, they would all get on-stage, and
remove their masks. Since the girls had never seen their
faces before (with the exception of Amy), this would
maybe help them in getting future private parties with
them.
*
The next night, Brad, Amy, Itsu, and I went out on the
town. After having Tempura at a nice restaurant, we went
to a night club and danced until almost 2 in the morning.
We all fell asleep in our bed, cuddled up with our
respective partners.
The next morning, Brad got up to take a shower, and Amy
rolled over to curl up with me. Before I knew it, both
her and Itsu were caressing me, and Amy was playing with
my cock under the sheets. I told her that Brad might not
like it, but she giggled (a rather nice giggle too), and
said that as long as Itsu and I did not mind his being
with her occasionally, it was OK if she was with me.
That was how our informal swapping arrangement started.
When Brad came back out, Amy was sitting on my cock, and
bucking her tight pussy up and down as I kissed Itsu. He
came over, and dropped the towel as he caressed Itsu's
nude back. She rolled over, taking his cock into her
mouth as Amy continued to ride me.
Amy was still wearing her nightgown, draping it over us
to hide our joined private parts. I had been teasing her
nipples through the thin silk, and they stood up like two
hard pebbles through the material. I could feel her
getting close, and I had to hurry myself, so I could get
ready for work.
I pulled her down, kissing deeply as her vagina spasmed
around me, and I had my own orgasm, spraying into her as
I cupped her delightful ass. We kissed one more time,
then apologized as I had to get a shower myself.
I took a quick shower, and came out just before Brad came
in Itsu's mouth, kissing Amy as he did. We both got
dressed as Amy took her own shower, then we kissed our
girls goodbye before we left, both of them nude and us
clothed.
*
The next week was a blur, mostly being involved in work,
my plans for my vacation, and the last Male review. That
Monday, the crowd was larger than any of us expected.
They filled the place, and were standing around the bar.
We actually pulled down some tables and chairs from the
girl's apartments, just to try and give them all a place
to sit.
Things went as normal, but the girls all gasped when Tom
removed his g-string, his long cock bobbing as he danced.
Then they went wild, actually reaching up for him when he
came to the edge of the stage.
One lady motioned to me, and I came over to her,
recognizing her just before I got there as the Colonel's
wife. We chatted for several minutes, and she told me
that she did not like the fact that the club was closing.
She gave me a few ideas, and I said that I would consider
them. She surprised me, giving me her home phone number,
and the times I should call to get a hold of her. It
seems that she wanted to attend any future functions, and
would like to know of them in advance! Not as a spy, but
because she liked to watch also. She also promised not to
tell her husband about this last night here.
As each guy came out, the girls went nuts, Most of them
seeing them nude for the first time. And the action in
the booths was heavy. Most of the guys were pounced on as
soon as the reached the floor, and I could tell that a
lot of hand jobs and other things were going on. I saw
couples leaving for the hotel several times, and knew
that the guys would be worn out for a week after this.
The only exception was Brad. As his dance finished, he
went up to our apartment, where he would wait with Amy
until his next dance. If this was not love starting up, I
do not know what. The final dance, the guys all got up
together, and the yelling was extremely loud when they
all dropped their briefs, 14 guys all nude on stage
together. I was on-stage myself, introducing them
individually, wearing my tux as was usual. Then when they
started to remove their masks, the place went wild.
However, there was one surprise left, and I had not been
let in on it. I was about to thank the ladies for coming,
when my mike died. I heard Amy come over the PA, telling
them that there was one dancer left.
The guys all started to chant "Mike", and I felt a little
pale. Amy said that the show should not end without my
having at least one dance. The girls went nuts, and I
tried to refuse. However, they really were screaming for
me to join the guys, and I saw Itsu was also yelling.
I started to dance then, slowly removing my tux. I
carefully chose who to toss my clothes to, Itsu getting
my jacket, and tossing my cummerbund to another regular.
I knew that it was traditional here for the stripper
(male or female) to kiss whoever was the recipient of
their clothes (Martha started that tradition). I tossed
my shirt to the Colonel's wife, and she waved it in the
air, like a trophy. The shoes and socks went off-stage,
as I was not going back out there barefoot.
My pants were next, those being caught by a cute young
black girl, maybe 19 years old. The girls were going nuts
now, as I was only wearing my briefs (white cotton, as I
was not expecting to do this). Amy placed on a slow
"bump-and-grind" song, and I took my time. I teasingly
lowered them, only to pull them back up. I pulled my leg
band up a few times, teasing them with a glimpse of my
balls before pulling it back down.
I was now a little nervous, because another tradition was
that whoever caught the briefs was supposed to have
"first call" on having time with the dancer either in a
booth, or upstairs. I saw Amy in the crowd now, and
looked to see Martha in the DJ booth. I turned my back,
removing my briefs, showing the girls my ass. They went
nuts, and I decided to throw them to Amy.
I turned around, and was shocked as half of the girls
were reaching up to get my briefs. I wadded them into a
ball, and Amy nodded as I got ready to throw them. I was
half hard, and girls were reaching for me, some of them
actually touching my legs and thigh as I tossed them to
Amy.
However, another girl had other ideas, and reached out,
grabbing them in mid-flight. I had no choice but to
finish the dance, and left to put on a kimono that the
girls had brought down for me. The last hour was normally
spent with no dancing, just socializing, and relaxing
before the club closed.
Wearing the kimono and sandals (also brought down for me
to wear, I went to recover my clothes. Itsu made me
promise not to break tradition as I kissed her, and that
I would have to give the ladies a kiss to recover my
stuff. One by one, I made the rounds, kissing them to get
my clothes back. The Colonel's wife gave me a very nice
kiss, again apologizing for what her husband was doing.
The black girl gave me a nice, deep kiss. Our tongues did
a little dance as I gently caressed her boobs, and she
caressing my cock through the opening in the kimono.
Finally it was time to recover my briefs, and found the
holder sitting in a booth. I sat next to her, and her
hand went immediately to my knee as I bought both of us a
drink. We chatted as we drank, and I looked her over. She
was actually rather pretty, but I was unable to determine
her ethnic heritage. She was dark skinned, and her facial
features could have been Hispanic, Asian, or American
Indian.
Her hand slowly moved up, and by the time we finished the
drink, she was grasping my hard cock. I leaned over and
kissed her neck, and asked her what she wanted.
"You, now, upstairs," was Kathy's reply.
Now I had never sold myself like this, but I looked over
to Itsu, and she nodded at me. We got up, and I took her
hand as we went to the hotel. Once in the room, she
handed me $40, and I said that would be enough.
We collapsed onto the bed, and I started kissing her as I
removed her clothes. She had very pretty breasts, and I
bent over to suck them as I removed her jeans. She was
gasping, and holding my head as I did this, writhing as I
caressed her legs and belly, working around her panties.
I reached down, and slid my hand into her panties,
caressing her wet pussy. She jumped as I did this,
moaning into my hair as I was still sucking her tits. I
gently slid a finger into her, and she was tighter than
any girl I had felt. She gasped, and started to hump
herself against my hand.
I brought her to an orgasm, and held her as I removed the
rest of our clothes. After she recovered, we started to
kiss and caress each other some more. She bent down, and
studied my cock as she played with it. She moved it
different directions, and looked concerned when I moaned.
She asked if she had hurt me, and I assured her that it
was not pain I was moaning from.
She said she wanted to jack me off, but would I be able
to continue afterwards. I assured her that I would, and
she proceeded to do so, moving her other hand down to
caress and explore my balls. After 5 minutes, I was no
longer able to hold back and warned her I was about to
cum. She moved her head back a little, and gasped as I
sprayed into the air, covering my belly and her hand with
sperm. As I had not made love in s few days, it was a
large load.
I handed her a towel, and she gently wiped us up,
caressing me some more. I was soon hard again, and she
asked me to enter her. I got out a rubber, and she asked
if it was necessary. I told her that it was, for both of
our protection.
She amazed me then, by saying that she was a virgin! She
pulled out her birth control pills, and said that she
would rather I not use one, as she wanted to feel
everything her first time. I held her as I thought. I got
the phone, and called Itsu, quietly telling her the
situation. As tight as she was, I believed her. And the
fact that she had a military ID, I was fairly sure that
she was disease clean. She told me to do what I thought,
that a girl's first time should be special. She also said
to take as long as needed.
I asked her if she was sure she wanted it to be this way,
and she said that it was. I gently started to kiss her,
and moved to her neck, gently kissing her neck and ear.
She moaned, holding me as I did. I asked her what
experience had, and she told me that other than kissing
and letting a former boyfriend play with her breasts,
that she had none.
I moved down her body, kissing as I went. I did not tease
her much, and she moaned loudly as I ran my tongue along
her wet slit. She was very wet, and gasped as I slid my
tongue into her. She pulled at my hair as I ate her out,
and held my head tightly as I moved to suck her clit. I
reached up to cup and caress her breasts (the felt and
looked like a C cup) as I ate her out. She had a strong
orgasm, and we cuddled as I let her recover.
When she was ready to continue, I slid on top of her and
between her legs. I told her to reach down and slide me
into her, and to tell me if it hurt, or she wanted me to
stop. I felt her small hand around me, and we watched her
face as I slid into her.
I had never been in a girl so tight, not even Martha.
Once I was all the way inside, she held me closely,
telling me that she felt so full, and so good. For 5
minutes, I just held and kissed her, letting her get used
to the feeling. When I felt her hips moving slightly, I
knew she was ready.
I slowly slid out, almost half way before sliding back
in. Kathy moaned loudly, saying that she never knew it
would feel this good. I continued to slowly slide in and
out of her, holding and kissing her as we made love.
Whenever I got close, I would stop, wanting it to last
for her.
After an eternity, she told me that she wanted to feel me
cum in her. I moved faster, and she groaned under me,
saying that she was getting close also. I felt her orgasm
start, and as her pussy clutched my cock, I came,
spraying her with sperm for the first time.
"Ohhhh," she moaned. "I can feel it in me, I can actually
feel your sperm filling me."
I laid on top of her, and we kissed until I got soft and
slipped out. Her hand slipped down to lightly caress her
pussy, and she told me that she had never felt so good.
We talked for a while longer, and she told me that she
was of Chinese descent, with some other races thrown in.
I told her how beautiful I thought she was.
She continued to play with my penis, and marveled at how
slippery it was with both of our juices on it. Before I
knew it, I was getting hard yet again. "I have wanted to
do this for a while" she said, and slid back down to
watch her hand moving on my cock.
She slowly bent forward, and took me into her mouth. She
started to slowly suck on me, licking with her tongue as
she slid up and down. She did this for several minutes,
then pulled back, still stroking me with her soft hand.
She told me that she had seen a few adult movies, but the
real thing was much more fun. She went back, and it was
obvious that she had learned something from the movies.
She was definitely not skilled, but her enthusiasm was
very real. When I was close, I warned her, and she pulled
back.
"I don't want you to cum in my mouth, I want it inside me
again. Please, I want to do it again."
I cuddled with her, to give myself a chance to calm down
first. I was so close, I would have shot off just
entering her tight sheath again. After 10 minutes of
kissing and caressing each other, I was ready. I pulled
her on top, and she sat on me, taking several attempts to
get back inside her.
As she slowly pumped her hips, I reached down to grasp
them, helping her to get a good rhythm. I had her pull up
a bit, and bent forward myself to suckle on her breasts
again. Soon, she was moaning that she was cumming, and I
sprayed my second load into her.
I was worn out now, but we took a shower together to
clean ourselves off. It was almost 2am when I got back to
my room, and kissed Itsu goodnight as we cuddled to go to
sleep. I told her what had happened, and she told me that
I had done a good thing, showing her how good sex can be.
I spent the rest of the time getting ready for our
vacation. We gave Amy and Brad access to the account,
trusting them to help Martha run the place. They would do
what was necessary to help her run the place, and keep in
contact with me via the computer.
The weekend before we left, I took Itsuko out to a very
nice restaurant. I had worried about this night for a
long time, and was determined that it would be perfect. I
had reached a decision 2 months before, and this seemed
like the perfect time to carry it out.
After dinner, we went to a nice nightclub, and danced for
several hours. When we left, I drove us to a nice beach
that I knew of, and we took off our shoes to walk along
the shore. The night was nice, with a half moon and the
sound of the ocean.
We spent a long time holding hands while we walked, then
kissing and hugging. Finally gathering my courage, I
suggested we sit on a rock, and I told her how much I
loved her. We kissed and cuddled for almost an hour, and
I finally built myself up.
I took the small box out of my pocket, and kneeled next
to her. "Itsu," I said. "I do not know how it is done
here, but this is how it is done where I come from." I
handed her the box, and waited.
She opened it, and gasped when she looked inside. "Will
you marry me?"
There was silence for almost a minute, then she started
to cry, and simply said "Hai, yes, I will."
Both of our hands were shaking as I slipped the ring on
her finger. It was a perfect fit. We hugged for a long
time, then kissed gently. After another hour of hugging,
kissing, and gentle words exchanged, we went back to the
car, and drove home.
When we got there, the evening was winding down. The bar
was half empty, and we both helped clean up. Of course,
one of the girls noticed the ring, and we became the
center of attention. Everybody came in to see, even the
girls off duty and Martha. There were hugs and kisses
exchanged by all, and more than a few tears.
We finally got everything closed, and the girls threw a
party for us. Even Brad and Amy came down, and both gave
their congratulations. Finally, most of us were to tired
to continue, so we all staggered off to bed, knowing that
most of us would be dead tired the next day.
Okinawa: Chapter IX
The day after my leave started, we flew to Los Angeles.
This time, we spent 3 days with my parents. Both were
happy to meet my soon-to-be wife. I rented a car at the
airport, and Itsu insisted on wearing a traditional
Kimono to meet them. She said it was a family tradition,
and she wanted to continue.
They were impressed by her manners, and the Kimono (hand
embroidered) was truly beautiful. We went to a Japanese
Restaurant (my mom loves Japanese food), and they were
very impressed also. Itsu was the center of attention,
and we were given complimentary drinks and desert, seeing
that this was her first visit to the US, and we had been
recently engaged.
When we got back, Itsu changed, and came back out in
jeans and a large t-shirt. She and my mom started talking
about wedding plans, and my dad and I talked about the
bar. I quietly told him that it was a strip bar, and he
was not real surprised. I did not tell him that sex was
also sold there, but being former military himself, he
probably expected that.
*
The next 4 days, I took Itsu out sightseeing. Disneyland,
Universal Studios, Museums, and the beach were several of
the stops. At Santa Monica, she giggled, and shaded her
eyes, claiming "I can see home from here!"
We flew to North Carolina, and were met by Lori at the
airport. She gave both of us a warm hug, then we left for
her place. Mark got there shortly after we did, and he
was a nice guy. He actually looked a lot like me, and
that surprised me a little.
The four of us shared a wonderful dinner, with each of us
giving a short version of our life's stories. We gave a
brief version of what the club was like, and about our
engagement. Mark had just become a junior partner at the
law firm, and Lori was moving to another firm nearby, so
there would be no problems between work and home.
We shared drinks in the living room, and then retired to
bed. Itsu and I made love, then fell asleep.
Lori was taking 2 weeks off before starting her new job,
so we spent a lot of time together. The three of us drove
around the sites, and even spent a day in Jacksonville,
seeing friends and the sites there.
*
2 nights before we left, I was having problems sleeping,
and went out into the living room to watch TV. An hour or
so later, Lori came in also, and curled up in my arms.
She knew about my occasional sleeping problem, and we
simply cuddled, and talked about our new lives.
Mark was out of town that night, having to go to Myrtle
Beach South Carolina to do some investigation for a case
he was working on. So it was just the three of us. Lori
was wearing her white nightgown again, and it made me a
little nervous. Even though it was over between us, I
still got aroused seeing her in it. We started talking
about her and Mark, and I mentioned how much he looked
like me.
Mark was a great guy, and she admitted that his
similarity to me was one of the things that attracted
her. "He is different from you in a lot of ways though.
For one, he is not as adventurous in bed, but I am slowly
changing that."
Then she giggled, saying that he almost had a fit, the
first time she suggested anal sex. "That was last
weekend. We did not do it, but I will get him to do me
that way eventually. So at the moment, my ass is still
yours."
She leaned closer to me, and giggled again when she
pressed her arm lightly against my groin, feeling my
erection. "Itsu and I did a little talking the other day.
Seems that you keep her very 'happy', should I say. I am
glad for both of you, honest. You know how girls are. We
even did a little comparing of lovemaking styles between
the two of you. You should be happy to know that you won
with both of us.
"In fact, she told me that she would have no problem with
you and I saying 'goodbye' tonight."
This startled me, and she turned to look at me. "Honest,
she said it would be OK. I would never lie to you again.
I may bend the rules a little, but not lie. And I like
her far to much to hurt her."
I was a little surprised at this admission, and asked her
what rules she had bent. She looked a little embarrassed,
and admitted that she had sex with another person during
the last 3 years. But since it was not a man, there was
no penetration, so not really sex.
It never occurred to me that she might be bisexual. We
talked about it, and she said that the girl and her were
lovers off and on for about 2 years. It was more than
sex, the closeness being what she needed.
"But I would like to make love to you, one last time. If
you say no, I will understand of course. Mark even told
me before he left that this would be a good time for us
to say goodbye. I think he knew I was considering this,
so took the trip now. He really is a very understanding
person."
I told her that I would be right back, and went back to
my bedroom. Itsu woke up when I laid down next to her,
and asked what was going on. I explained to her what Lori
had said, and she told me to go back out there.
"She still loves you, and I know that you love her. I
want our life together to start with no regrets. If you
not do this now, you may always wonder what would have
happened. I only ask that you come back to me before you
go to sleep."
We kissed, and I went back out to the living room. I
turned off the TV, and placed a CD into the stereo, then
turned on the gas log in the fireplace. The soft light
was wonderful, and we cuddled again.
Soon, we were making out, and she was pulling my pajamas
off of me. Once nude, she proceeded to give me one of her
wonderful blowjobs. I played with her long hair, loving
the feel. When I got close, II gently pulled her off,
then proceeded to kiss and strip her, kissing my way down
her body as I went.
I spent 20 minutes on her breasts. I gently suckled, then
sucked harder, trying to bring her off this way. She must
have been really turned on, because she cried out, an
held me to her as she came, moaning my name. I moved up
and kissed her as she came back down, holding me close.
I continued to gently caress her breasts and belly, and
soon started to kiss my way down again. I played with her
breasts for a minute, then continued my way down. I knew
she did not want to be teased tonight, so when I got to
her groin, I proceeded to lick and kiss her vulva.
Lori went crazy, moaning and clutching my head as I ate
her out. Soon, she was yelling "Yes" as she approached
orgasm. As I brought her over the edge, she called my
name out and clutched her legs around my head.
I ate her sweet pussy, licking my way up and down, then
sliding my tongue into her as far as I could. Soon she
was calling out again, swearing and yelling as I brought
her to several more orgasms in succession.
I had almost forgotten how vocal Lori can be during our
love making. Although normally we were alone in the house
when we did, this was not the case this time. I lay with
my head on her belly, feeling Lori slowly rubbing her
pelvis against my chest. I waited for her to catch her
breath again, then kissed my way slowly up her belly and
chest.
I saw finally up, then I caught some movement out of the
corner of my eye. I looked into the hallway, and saw Itsu
standing there. She was wearing the same white nightgown
she had our first night together. She had obviously been
watching us, and her nipples were hard, visible through
the thin silk.
I quietly whispered to Lori that Itsu is watching us, and
she giggled. "I know that my love. She has been there for
several minutes."
"Itsu," I quietly called out. "Come on out here. It's
OK."
Itsu quietly walked out. Lori looked up at her, then
smiled and climbed to her feet. The two ladies hugged,
not a sexual hug but a very friendly one. My ex-wife
kissed my future wife on the cheek, and suggested we go
to our bedroom.
The four of us went back to the bedroom Itsu and I were
using, and climbed onto the large King Sized bed. Soon we
were a tangle of 3 heads, 6 arms, 6 hands, 6 legs, 4
breasts, and 3 passions. I found myself kissing one
female, then the other. My hands going from one nipple to
another, caressing one ass, then another pussy.
I reached down to caress Itsu's pussy, and found a hand
already there. I found myself sucking on one of Lori's
breasts, and Itsu was sucking the other. The next hours
passed in a sexual daze, both giving and receiving many
orgasms from all three of us. One time while recovering,
I saw the 2 biggest loves in my life engaged in a long,
slow 69.
Then Lori moved around and crawled between Itsu's legs,
and started giving her the most sensual head I had ever
seen. Itsu was moaning and caressing Lori's head as she
licked and sucked on her. Lori broke away for a moment,
and whispered that she wanted to hear Itsu say it in
Japanese.
Itsu did this, and it obviously pleased Lori to hear her
moaning in her native language as she brought her to
several orgasms, then moved up to curl in her arms. The
three of us then fell asleep, waking up again at first
light to make love one more time.
*
The next evening, Mark returned and we had a wonderful
dinner at a very exclusive restaurant. We danced for a
while afterwards, both couples switching several times,
so both Mark and I got to dance with both ladies. On the
drive back, Itsu cuddled up in my arms as we relaxed in
the backseat.
The next morning, Mark and Lori drove us to the airport,
and there were hugs, kisses, and tears shared by all of
us. Itsu and I flew to San Diego this time, renting a car
and driving down to Mexico.
Itsu was fascinated with Tijuana. We went to several
stores, buying some clothes and souvenirs for us and the
girls. We even bought matching leather jackets for Brad
and Amy. Then I called Blanca. She met us at the hotel,
and started to cry when she saw me again. She and Itsu
talked for a while as I got our new things packed.
We went to her house, and talked to her family as we got
her stuff that we were taking back with us. They were
very happy for her, and excited. She was the first member
of their family to go overseas like this, and the money
she would be sending back would hopefully let them get
their business going again.
That night, the girls and I went out to a few nightclubs.
Itsu was fascinated with them, and the music being
played. It was much louder then we had it at our club,
and the street hookers was another revelation to her. The
girls in Japan were not as open or bold as these girls
were.
One even propositioned me in the street, groping my
crotch as they looked on. When I mentioned that she was
my fianc‚e, the girl looked at her, then said it would
only be slightly higher. Itsu blushed as Blanca and I
laughed with the whore.
We went to a little club that Blanca worked at, and
watched a short thick Hispanic girl strip. The club was
similar to ours, and we saw several couples heading out
the front door to the hotel across the street.
The owner came over and talked to Blanca, then brought
over drinks for all of us, sitting also so we could
compare storied about our bars. Jose was fascinated about
our place, and I made some drawings, describing our floor
plan, the design of our booths (he was impressed when I
said that they were my own design), and the stereo system
used.
He liked the idea of a live DJ, and said he would
consider it. The open dance floor also interested him,
since it would allow him to bring in other people, and
attract more business. Several drinks later, he mentioned
an idea he had.
Oriental girls were rare in Mexico, and he would be
interested in getting papers for and hiring any of ours
that were interested in coming over here. He would also
refer to us any girls that were interested in going to
Japan. This got our attention, since it would allow all
of us to get more variety, and the girls could travel
more.
Itsu liked the idea, and we agreed to mention it to our
girls. One thing that could work for them is the
closeness to the US. Several of our girls had married
servicemen in the last couple of years, and being as
close to San Diego and Camp Pendleton would definitely
interest some of the girls.
*
That night, I sent e-mail to Martha, telling her about
the proposal, and asking her to mention it to the girls
for us. Jose said he would ask around also, to see if any
of his girls would be interested in a change.
We made a final shopping spree, getting more clothes and
music, then made the drive up to San Diego again. Since
we were leaving on Saturday evening, I took the girls to
the Marine Recruit Depot, to watch a graduation Friday
morning. I wore my dress blues, and was the center off
attention as we sat in the stands. We saw many young
Marines staring at me as I walked around the Depot with 2
lovely ladies.
Both girls were impressed with the ceremony, including
the Pass In Review at the end. I gave them a tour, and
ran into an old friend of mine. Staff Sergeant White went
through boot camp with me, and I was surprised to see him
there as a Drill Instructor. He took the afternoon off,
and took us around to some other areas.
We watched the recruits go through the Obstacle Course,
and both girls were impressed with the Confidence Course.
The Confidence Course is like a Super Obstacle Course,
including a 100' log ladder, jumping across 7' gaps, and
other tough drills. It is mostly to build up confidence,
and instill the fearlessness that Marines are famous for.
Then we watched SSgt. White drill some of his recruits,
and the girls were impressed with the precision in which
they marched. His group was graduating in 2 weeks, and he
had me come out and talk to them. I gave them a 20 minute
talk, telling them about the "Real Marine Corps", and
they were impressed that I was living in Japan. When I
introduced them to Itsu, they all smiled. Knowing that
none of them had really seen a female in 3 months, this
was not surprising.
Finishing my little pep-talk, the four of us went off to
the club for drinks. Bill and Blanca paired off, and got
along pretty well as we had a Lobster dinner, then drinks
and dancing. Bill and I talked, and I learned that his
tour was about to end, and he was considering where to go
for his next duty.
I mentioned that if he came to Okinawa, I could show him
a great time. I told him about Cheers, and about other
plans I had. He was impressed, and said he would consider
it. His specialty was Motor Transport, something that was
always in demand everywhere. After some more dancing, the
four of us called it a night. I drove Bill back to his
place, and saw him and Blanca making out in the back of
the car. I had a feeling that Bill might be joining us
shortly.
The flight to Japan fascinated Blanca. It was her first
time in an airplane, and she loved it. 20 hours later, 3
tired people got out of the car, and were met by Brad and
Amy. The girls chatted on the way into town as Brad got
me caught up on recent events.
There had been a minor fight, but not much else. One of
the girls decided to get married, and would be leaving us
in a few months. Until then, she would only be dancing,
and working the booths. No more hotel work for her.
Blanca loved the bar, and caused a real sensation that
night when she first went out to dance. She brought
several Spanish CDs, and the guys loved her. I saw
several guys trying to get her to sit with them, and most
of them were Hispanic. Obviously, she would work out
great.
*
The next day, I went out looking around. I had my eye on
a closed nightclub a few blocks away, and had Itsu get a
real estate agent to take me in. It had a large dance
floor, and a decent sound system. The bar was long, and
the back area was very modern.
Looking around, I saw that there was an upper level, and
that there was a full kitchen in the back. This seemed
the perfect place. We had looked at several other clubs
the last month or so, but the first one was the one I
wanted. The agent left me with a key, and I brought Itsu
to look at it.
As we looked it over, I told her the idea that I had for
it. I painted the picture with words, telling her my
vision for this place. This would be so different, that I
would not be afraid to be connected to it. She liked the
ideas, and gave a few of her own. The rest of the day we
talked it over, and decided to give it a try.
It had been vacant for over a year, so the owner was
desperate to do something with the property. We signed a
one year lease, with an option to buy at the end of the
year. This way, we could always walk away if it failed.
If it was a success, we would buy it.
Once again, I went to work with the CAD, designing the
new floor plan, the sound system, and the lighting. Itsu
went to restaurant supply stores, choosing fixtures and
appliances. She also contacted culinary schools,
acquiring both American and Japanese cooking students,
looking for something new instead of the traditional.
The week I went back to work, the demolition and
construction started. The old fixtures were ripped out,
and new ones were put in their place. A hardwood dance
floor was installed, as well as a clear plastic one.
Under this, I had lights and mirrors places, so that it
was like looking down a surreal tunnel. I had the eating
area covered with a bamboo mat, like a traditional
restaurant. The coat room had multiple cubbyholes for
shoes, and a large sign was made in Japanese and English
saying "NO SHOES BEYOND THIS POINT".
Once again, I had the bar top resurfaced, and covered
with brand new coins. This time, they were alternating
rows, both Japanese and American coins. I wanted this
club to be for all that wanted to come. We made
arrangements for live bands, and only had to come up with
a name.
Our brainstorming group included, Itsu, Blanca, Martha,
Amy, Brad, and myself. It was only 2 weeks until the
opening, and we still had not come up with a name.
Finally, it was Itsu that came up with the Name. One of
the ideas I had was to specialize each night with music
from a different decade. The 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's and
90's would be the specialty each night. She is the one
that proposed "Decades". It was perfect, and we sent the
order off to the sign maker the next day.
The music style would change each night, with Sunday
through Thursday being 50's through 90's, each night
being the next decade. On Friday and Saturday nights, the
music would change every 2 hours, to give it more
variety. We also thought this would work well, since the
older people that came in would get what they want to
listen to, then leave when the music moved up and the
younger crowd appeared. On the first weekend of each
month, we would book a live band, and that would always
change.
The next week went fast, with the auditions for the band
(a rather good band made up of Airmen from Kadena Air
Force Base was the winner for the first weekend), the
passing out of fliers for opening night, and the
multitude of other last minute details. The only rough
part was when I got a call to see the Career Planner
again.
I had been nervous for months, because my initial request
to extend had been turned down. I was finally able to get
a 1 year extension, but that was about to expire. We
talked for about an hour, and he said he would see what
he could do. But the School Of Infantry really wanted me
bad as an instructor, and they were not refused very
often.
Itsu was upset again, and it was all I could do to calm
my fianc‚e down. Of all times, this was the worst to face
a transfer. With Decades about to open, and our marriage
not yet done. We talked to Martha, and started to make
some plans in case it was refused. Basically, I expected
it to be turned down. I had been here for over 4 years,
and that was not very common.
The one good piece of news came on the Thursday before
opening. I was once again called to the admin offices,
and I went, expecting it to be the final refusal for my
extending. However, I was told to go report to the
Regimental Sergeant Major.
He welcomed me in, and told me to have a seat. He held up
a piece of paper, and asked me if I knew what it was. Of
course, I did, and told him that it was my refusal for
extension, and that I would be rotating back home.
But he laughed, and said "No, this is not what that is.
You know that the Corps does not move that quickly unless
it is for a Court Martial.
"This here is from 8th and I Streets in Washington D.C.
(The Marine Barracks there is the Headquarters for the
entire Corps). It seems that somehow, they decided that
you were a satisfactory Marine, and after such a long
tour of duty, with such low pay, that you should get a
raise. This is to inform you that effective next Tuesday,
you will be a Staff Sergeant in our glorious Marine
Corps."
With numb fingers, I took the memo he handed to me. I was
in shock. I had known that I was eligible for promotion,
but I did not actually think I would get it so soon. I
had only been in for 12 years, and this was a little
fast. But suddenly it sunk in, and I yelled out a loud
"Ooh Rah!". The Sgt. Major just laughed, and
congratulated me again.
The entire section was thrilled to hear about my
promotion. Handshakes were exchanged by all, and I called
Itsu to tell her the news. She was thrilled, and said
that she would be there for the promotion ceremony. I
then called both my parents, and Lori to let them know
the good news. They were all thrilled to hear the news
also. Finally after the end of what seemed to be a long
day of getting congratulated, I headed home. Brad
congratulated me also, and said that he would be happy to
continue to drive to work with me, even if I out ranked
him now.
Itsu made me a wonderful dinner, and all of the girls
came by to congratulate me. Then Itsu and I went out to
Decades to give it a final once over before opening
night.
The Radiomen (the band we had hired) was practicing when
we got there, and sounded just great. And since this was
the last practice night before opening night, all of the
employees were there also, learning to find their way
around, make table arrangements for the waitresses, and
the like.
This time, I knew that it would be to much for me to
handle a club of this scale. Itsu had hired an
experienced manager from another club, and he would be
doing most of the work from now on. I had also chosen an
assistant for him.
Gunnery Sergeant Gus Caldwell had retired about 4 years
before, and had stayed on Okinawa with his Japanese wife.
Itsu and I had had them at our club many times, and also
had dinner at their place many times. He had worked at
the Dive shop on Camp Schwab for a couple of years before
they closed it. He loved the idea of working again, and
jumped at the chance.
Gus and Max (I never could pronounce the Japanese
Manager's name, but he said that everybody called him
Max, and it stuck) got along real well, and were a great
team. We talked about the last minute things, and headed
back home. Tomorrow was the big night, and we were all
looking forward to it.
Okinawa: Chapter X
Finally it was opening night. I had invited just about
everybody I knew, and it would be a great party. Itsu and
the girls also invited just about every Japanese National
they knew also. Considering we had a maximum capacity of
around 3,000 people, we were wondering if that would be
enough.
Those fears were gone when I got a call right before I
left work. It was Gus, telling me that the dining room
was full, and that they had actually made reservations
for the next 2 weeks. For some reason, our club had
gotten a lot of interest, and people were wanting to see
this strange combination of Japanese and Western culture.
I got home, and changed into my suit and headed on over.
One thing that we had decided on was a strict dress code.
Slacks, button up shirt, and a tie were required for
admittance. Women had to be in a nice looking dress, or a
pant suit. This was not to be a grunge club, or a place
to look sloppy.
We went in, and heard the DJ playing some nice 80's soft
rock. There were a few couples dancing, and a small crowd
at the bar. We walked upstairs, and went immediately to a
table that we had set aside for ourselves, visiting
friends, and VIPs. We got a few dirty looks from people
that had been waiting, but they were easily silences when
Max and Gus told them that we were the owners.
This table was an idea of Itsu's. It sat right in the
divider of the Japanese and Western section of the dining
room. It was a long table, with half on the raised
section of the mat, and half on the floor. This allowed
people to take their choice whether they wanted to sit
Japanese or Western style. It was a large table, able to
sit 4 comfortably on each end.
I had a sudden idea, and asked Itsu for her permission. I
saw her eyes light up and she easily agreed.
I walked back, and asked Max and Gus if there was anybody
important waiting for dinner. I was told that 4 of the
people waiting were part of the city council, and that
one couple was the commander of the Security Police on
the Airforce base. This was perfect, and told him to ask
them if they would join us as our guests.
Soon, all 6 were there, and joining us around the table.
Handshakes were exchanged by all, and we sat down to
order dinner. Now Itsu and I had chosen to sit on the
mat, and so did the other couple. This left the city
councilmen and their wives sitting at the Western half of
the table. Another part of the design, the Japanese half
of the dining room was along the east end, while the
Western half was actually on the west end of the room.
This was not intentionally done, but was discovered
during construction. So when reservations were made, you
chose to sit on the East or West end of the room.
The Colonel was surprised that such a young person as
myself was the owner of this club, and that our other
club had been as successful as it was. It seems that we
had hit the right ideas for price, and what the customers
had wanted. He was also amazed when he found out that I
was only a Sergeant. He jokingly said that if he had more
sergeants like me, he would have a lot less troubles.
The councilmen were also impressed. It seems like our
club caused them some of the least amount of trouble, and
that was one reason our plans for this club were approved
so quickly. It was hoped that if we succeeded, it might
help revitalize the neighborhood.
After a toast by our guests, dinner started to arrive. We
all shared a great dinner, and everybody was impressed by
the quality, and the quantity of the food. We sat around
and talked after eating, and heard the band start up. I
insisted that they were our guests, and that they not pay
for the dinner. Even though it was a totally unplanned
occasion, we now had some influential new friends.
We retired downstairs, and saw that the bar and dance
area were already almost full. The band was pretty good,
and the crowd was yelling their approval at the end of
each song. The 8 of us sat back and watched, and started
to count heads.
The crowd was a mix of about 60-40 American to Japanese.
An unusually high amount of Japanese for what was an
American club. The waitresses were also a mix of Japanese
and American, most of the Americans being wives of
servicemen. Since it was hard to find a job out in the
area, they appreciated the chance to work. And since this
was a legitimate club, there was no sex on the premises,
nor was there with any of the employees.
After another hour, our Japanese guests wished us
goodnight, and hoped that the club continued to be as
successful. They were obviously pleased with the class
shown there, and were happy that they let us build our
dream.
Itsu and I shared several dances, and stayed around until
2am, when we closed. We actually had to politely force
the last of the customers out of the door, because they
did not want to stop. That night, we walked home, pleased
with the success.
We got there just as the girls were finishing the cleanup
at Cheers, and helped with the final chores. Itsu and I
headed up to bed, and gratefully collapsed. We did not
make love, but did share several long and passionate
kisses before we fell asleep, cuddled together.
*
The next morning, I got dressed, and helped with the
opening of Cheers. Then I walked down to Decades, and
looked everything over. It was obvious that the lunch
crowd would be a good source also, since the dining room
was over half full. If this continued, it would be no
question as to our buying the property.
I left, and talked to several of the store owners nearby.
They were all happy with the crowds the night before, and
the increase in traffic so far that day. Our club was
clean, fresh, and new. This made it very popular. Later
we were to find that that is what made it popular with
the younger Japanese group also. It gave them a place to
come and hang out with the Americans, but did not make
them uncomfortable or feel out of place.
I returned home just as Tenko was taking a gentleman over
to the hotel. I hung out, talking and flirting with the
girls as a way to kill time. Itsu and I took a walk down
to the shopping arcade, and did a little shopping, and
basically did the typical husband and wife things.
She was nervous about my promotion ceremony, more so than
I was. I finally assured her that the navy blue dress she
had bought would be perfect to wear. And I insisted that
she drive my car, so there would be no problem with her
at the main gate.
*
Once back at home, we both showered together, giving each
other special attention as we washed up. One thing I
still loved to do was to caress her soapy breasts, with
the water running down over us. After about 20 minutes of
teasing each other, Itsu leaned back against the wall,
and grasped my now hard cock. As he kissed passionately,
she pulled me into her. I slid in easily, both the water
and her juices making my entry smooth and slippery.
I tried to hold back, since the long teasing had left me
very aroused. But Itsu would have none of that. She
slipped into her Annie role, whispering that she wanted
me to "fuck me, fuck me harder".
We still occasionally slipped into the roles we almost
shared that first night together. I knew that when she
did that, she wanted me to treat her like my own private
whore, and not try to hard to please her. When she was
like that, it was my pleasure that she wanted.
However, this time I really fell into the role with a
vengeance. I started to whisper back to her, calling her
my "little Jap fuck-slut", and that I was going to "fuck
her until her tight little pussy was overflowing with my
cum".
Itsu (no, Annie) went crazy, pumping her hips hard
against me, fucking back as hard as I was fucking her.
She was now muttering almost non-stop that I should fuck
her harder, and fill her with my cum. I was now close,
but was not quite ready to finish off yet.
I roughly pulled out of her, causing her to moan as I
slipped from her body. Then I turned her around, and had
her bend over, placing her hands on the wall of the
shower. I slipped inside of her from behind, causing her
to moan again.
I grasped her hips, standing still as I pulled her back
and forth onto and off of my cock. I knew it would only
be a matter if minutes now. I started to tell her that I
did not want to look at the whore I was fucking, and that
if she was good and begged, I would cum inside of her.
"Annie" went nuts then, whimpering that I was the best
fuckie-fuckie she had ever had. I slipped one hand down,
and tried to slip a finger into her ass. "Oh no, not
there!" she moaned. "No 'Merican fuckie me there. You
take finger out now, or Annie no fuckie no more with
you."
I pulled it out, really loving this game. Never before
had we gotten into it quite so much. I was on the verge
of cumming now, and moaned that I was about to "shoot my
thick cum in your tiny gook cunt."
Itsu surprised me by pushing me back, and turning around
to kneel in front of me. Her hand went onto my cock, and
she started to jerk me off like crazy. In 10 seconds, I
was cumming, and she was aiming my spray at her face. I
was treated to the sight of her taking my sperm all over
her face and breasts, and then sucking me a few times to
make sure that she had captured all of it.
When she stood back up, I tried to give her a kiss. But
still as Annie, she pushed me back. "You no kissie Annie.
Annie no kissie guys she boom-boom with."
I laughed, then pulled her tight against me, saying,
"Annie may not want to kiss me, but I do want to kiss
Itsuko, the woman I love more than any in the world."
This melted her, and we shared a long passionate kiss
before I helped her wash me off of her and exiting the
shower.
We were both surprised to see Amy outside the shower
door, leaning back against the wall and breathing hard. I
looked again, and saw that she her right hand was
glistening with moisture. It did not take a genius to
realize that she had played with herself as we were in
the shower.
She blushed, and apologized, saying that she had come up
to tell us that one of the girls had burned herself on
the beach, and would not be working that night. And
because of our living arrangement, we never felt anything
wrong with walking in on each other.
But she came in right as we had started to make love, and
was fascinated with how much different than it normally
was. Amy had seen us making love many times by now, and I
had even made love to the lovely lady myself. But she had
never seen "Annie" before, and was fascinated how Itsu
could do and say things like that.
She blushed again, and admitted that she had gotten so
hot, she could not help but play with herself as she
heard us and saw our silhouettes against the glass of the
shower stall. I quickly took a towel and exited as Itsu
started to tell her about our first night in more detail,
and about our occasional role-playing of whore-john.
I got into my suit, and headed downstairs to wait for the
girls. Brad was already down there waiting, and we both
got a beer and watched the show while we waited. We knew
several of the guys there, and sat around bullshitting
white we waited. One of the Airmen got a little drunk,
and took offense when the girl he had been trying to get
upstairs tossed her panties to a Sailor instead of him.
When she sat next to the other guy, he got up and started
to head over there.
Brad and I moved quickly, and intercepted him. We both
knew Mark, who was one of the Navy Corpsmen from our
Regiment. The only thing near as protective of a mother
to her young is a Marine grunt to his Navy Corpsman.
When we tried to calm him down and get another girl over
for him, he decided to act tough, and gave Brad a push.
Wrong move. Brad quickly had him on his face on the
ground, and would not get up until he swore that he would
never come back. I took a quick Polaroid of him, to post
at the door as one of our "not allowed in". There were
maybe 9 or 10 pictures there, and very few made more than
1 attempt to come back in.
*
About 30 minutes later, the girls came down, and we
walked off to have dinner and enjoy our new place. We
were also celebrating, because Brad had made a decision.
He and Amy were getting very serious, and he decided that
when his contract ended the next year, he would get out
of the Marines. He would rotate to the Reserves, and move
back here to spend his time as a civilian. That way,
nobody could say anything about his being with Amy.
Because of my worry about being rotated back stateside,
this was working out perfectly. This way he could manage
the clubs, and have his girl and career in the Marines
also. He would have 8 years active, so 12 more in the
reserves would give him a nice retirement pension when he
did finally get out.
Amy and Brad were both impressed at the turnout at the
club, and we again invited 2 other couples to join us for
dinner. This had become somewhat of a tradition already.
After all, why waste 4 more seats when others were
waiting to eat. This time, it was a young Marine couple
and a Japanese couple. Itsu and I sat on the west end of
the table with the Marine couple, and Amy, Brad, and the
Japanese couple sat at the east end.
They were all impressed with our graciousness, and were
pleased to discover that the dinner was our treat. This
tradition became known as the "Decade's Lottery". We
would eat there 3-4 nights a week, and unless we already
had a full table of guests, would invite enough people
waiting to fill the table. This made it a special treat,
and helped keep people coming back. Since the Japanese
couple spoke very little English, Itsu happily
translated, so the conversation was fun and flowed well.
They were all pleased to see that we were engaged, and we
invited them to the wedding in 3 months. We were already
making plans for it, to be held at the Prefecture Peace
Park, with the reception to be held there at Decades.
The Peace Park is a very special place on Okinawa. It is
a large park, filled with shrines, memorials, and
edifices dedicated to those that died in the Second World
War. It only seemed fitting that we be married there, to
symbolize the love of two people from different cultures.
The 8 of us then moved down to have some drinks and
dance. All of us took turns, and even danced with each
other's partners. Meeko was a tall, thin girl with deep
brown eyes and a stunning smile. She spoke almost no
English, but was a great dancer. Lois was a Lance
Corporal with an admin unit on Camp Butler, and this was
her third date with Ken, who was also a Lance Corporal
and worked in another office in the same building. We all
had a great time, and finally parted when it was time to
close up.
*
Next morning, I headed down to Decades before opening,
and was surprised when I talked to Gus, who was just
finishing up the books for the first 2 days. After a
rough figuring of expenses, it seemed that we were ahead
almost $4,000 for the 2 days. That was amazing! Of
course, that was not counting for rent and utilities. But
at that rate, it was apparent that if it continued, we
would have a gold mine on our hands.
I hurried back, and shared the news with Itsu, Brad, and
Amy. They were as stunned as I was. If it stayed like
this, we could afford to pay off the loan, and make a
large down payment on the club to buy it. Now it was just
a question as to what to do with Cheers.
It had become obvious that we would not want to keep it
much longer. The stigma of owning what was basically a
prostitution house would not look good for my career. And
now that we had another successful nightclub, we could
consider selling it. But that was something that we had
lots of time to consider.
That Sunday flew by, and we again had dinner at Decades,
this time with 3 older couples. This time, they were all
Military couples, enjoying a night away from their kids
and listening to music they liked. They all praised us
for giving them a place to go, and enjoy things from
their youth. There were still a large number of younger
people there, but the mood was suitably more subdued, in
keeping with the music and age of some of the guests.
Monday morning, I had to report in for the practice for
the promotion ceremony. There were 7 other promotions, 2
re-enlistments, and 4 medals to be awarded also. We spent
all day, and I was to give the orders to march the 14 of
us in front of the Colonel to receive them. After a long
morning practice, the Sgt. Major escorted me to the Staff
NCO club, to be shown around, and introduced to the
staff. He paid for my lunch, and I invited him to Decades
the next night, to show him my new place.
He knew about the club, since it was the talk of the
Island. It seems that everybody was talking about it,
although few knew that I was the owner. Even several of
the people I talk to during the day at work had no idea
it was my place. And I did nothing to change that, as I
knew that it could cause problems if I did.
Since it would be 70's night, he agreed. We shared a
pitcher of non-alcohol beer before we headed back for the
afternoon practice. After a long and fun day marching and
basically goofing off, Brad and I headed home.
I was surprised when I got there to see all of my
uniforms had already had my new chevrons sewn on. It
seems that Brad had bought them, and one of the girls
that had been a tailor in the Philippines had sewn them
on for me. I gave her a big hug and kiss in thanks, and
tried them on. I had to admit, the lower rocker looked
damned good on my sleeve.
When I got to Decades that night, Gus took me aside, and
handed me a pair of metal chevrons. He told me it was the
last pair he wore before he was promoted to Gunny, and he
would be honored if I would be the next one to wear them
on my first day as a Staff Sergeant. I thanked him, and
actually had to fight back a small tear. After all, it
would not be dignified for an almost-Staff-Sergeant to be
seen crying over something like that.
That time, we invited nobody to join us, as it was Brad,
Amy, Martha, Joe (a Marine she was dating at the time),
Gus, his wife, Itsu, and me at the table. Itsu and I
headed home early, and spent several hours making love
until we fell asleep.
*
I got up the next morning, and we took off for Camp. My
Cammies were well pressed and sharp, and the guard
congratulated me when we entered the Camp.
After one final practice, the 14 of us went to the mess
hall for breakfast, and told some sea stories before
heading to the parade grounds.
The Parade Grounds at Schwab are really wonderful.
Although it smells of Jet Fuel because it is also used as
a Helicopter refueling pad, it is mostly grass and
overlooks the ocean. The spectator stands were already
1/4 full, and Itsu was there, looking very proud. I spoke
to her briefly, before taking my place for the ceremony.
They actually had a small band there, and the 2 Infantry
Battalions were there, in addition to the Recon Company
and Amphb Track unit. Everything went perfectly, with the
14 of us stepping out in front of the units to get our
awards and promotions. The 2 that re-enlisted took their
oaths, and we marched off to be dismissed.
My Lieutenant gave me the rest of the day off, and I
spent it with Itsu, introducing her to everybody and
showing her the Camp. We had lunch at the Staff NCO club,
where I quietly stepped into the back room to have my new
stripes "pinned on".
Now this is an old tradition, and one I never really
agreed with. Basically 2 other people of your new rank or
higher get on each side of you, and both slug your arm
and knee your leg on each side. This symbolizes the
"pinning on" of the rank, and the "blood stripe", that
all Marines over the rank of Corporal wear. The only
thing I was grateful for is that they were not as rough
as when I was promoted to Corporal and Sergeant. At Staff
Sergeant, it was more for tradition than for the pain
sadistically inflicted.
At Decades that night, the Sergeant Major and his wife
were very impressed. And somewhere, he had even dug up a
cream colored Polyester Leisure Suit. He was a hit,
discoing up a storm, looking a lot like John Travolta.
Everybody had a blast, even clearing the floor to let him
give them a treat of dancing solo, showing us younger
folk how it was done "back in the old days". Before he
left, he said that he would be back, and that he loved
the new place.
I had a talk with Gus and Max, telling them that on the
theme nights, the dress code could be ignored if the
clothes worn were reflective of the period. Since Leisure
Suits were not normally worn with ties, it had caused a
minor problem with Max. But it all worked out, and seeing
Leisure Suits on Tuesday night was not an uncommon sight.
The month after Decades opened, I was surprised to see a
clothing rental place open up next door. It seemed that a
local businessman had gotten an idea (one I wished I had
thought of). He got a bunch of clothes from thrift shops
and dry cleaners, and rented out suits to people that did
not have any so they could come to the club. He
eventually even gathered up some Leisure Suits, Western
Wear (for the "Urban Cowboy" look of the 80's), and other
clothing just so people could enter the club without
having to buy them.
The worst part though of that time was finding out that
my extension had been denied. I was scheduled to rotate
to Camp Pendleton in 3 months. This did not give us much
time to prepare.
We trained Martha harder, and had Tenko become her
assistant. Legally, it was Tenko that was in charge
because she was an adult. But everybody knew that it was
Martha that would be giving the orders. They were both
satisfied with this arrangement, and would occupy our
apartment after we moved to the US. There were also plans
for the wedding. All of the girls were invited, along
with everybody that I knew from work, and Lois, Mark, and
our parents.
Itsu and I paid for my parents, while Lois and Mark paid
their own way. I offered to pay, but they refused.
Another big shock was when Lois told me that she was NOT
going to cut off her payments to me. I tried to tell her
that I did not need it anymore, but she would not hear of
it. "Think of it as my guilty conscience making me do it.
Mark and I will have more money than we need when we are
married, and I want to be sure that you two are
comfortable. You both mean that much to me."
Two nights before the wedding, Itsu told me that she
wanted to go somewhere before we went home. I followed
her directions, until I realized where we were going. I
then silently drove the rest of the way, needing no more
instructions to get to the destination. I drove up into
the hills and parked in front of the tomb where her
husband was. She insisted I come outside with her, and
waited respectfully outside of the tomb. She clapped her
hands, then kneeled and prayed for about 10 minutes. When
we got back to the car, we hugged again, and she told me
some of what she told her late husband's spirit.
She told him that she would always love him, but that she
had to get on with her life, and that she loved me also.
And even though she was leaving the island soon, she
would carry part of him in her heart. I softly cried on
her shoulder as she cried on mine, touched at the love
and devotion in this lovely lady.
On Friday night, we had Cheers closed so that we could
have private bachelor and bachelorette parties. Some of
the members of "Chippendale's Far East" would give Itsu
and the girls a show, while Brad and a bunch of my
friends would take me out and have a stag party. It
seemed that Tammy had gotten permission from the owner of
a closed bar in Henoko to hold it at his place. Right
before I left, Itsu gave me a long kiss, and told me that
anything I did would be fine, but "you had better save
some of you for me tomorrow night."
When we got there, at least 6 girls were there, and the
party was already going on. There was a keg for anybody
that wanted beer, and a small selection of booze for
mixed drinks. I grabbed a beer, and we all sat around
drinking and having a good time. Everybody took their
turn, harassing me and giving me little presents for the
wedding night. I got at least 4 boxes of rubbers, a blow
up doll (in case my future wife was not in the mood), and
several other such gifts.
The guys then placed my chair on the stage, and a cute
little Philippino girl named Jenny then gave me a special
dance. Needless to say, I got very aroused. She was maybe
5'4", with lovely little tits, and a wiggle in her ass
that would give a dead priest an erection.
This became obvious to her as she sat that ass of hers on
my lap, and guided my hands to her tits as she rubbed it
up and down my cock. By the end of the song, I just knew
that I wanted to feel myself in her tight little body
before the night was over. After all, Itsu and I had
already agreed that this was the last night that we would
spend apart, and that anything was fair. I gently pinched
her nipples as she wiggled around, grinning at me over
her shoulder as she grabbed my cock through my pants, and
showed the yelling crowd of Marines that I had a woody.
The two of us headed to the back room, and I was all over
her. I had slipped a box of the rubbers into my pocket,
and was more than ready. Jenny wasted no time, shoving
one of her hard nipples into my mouth as she opened my
jeans, pulling out my hard cock. She firmly started to
pull on it, telling me how it had been over a month since
the last time she had fucked.
She opened and removed my shirt, and started to kiss her
way down my chest. I pulled out a rubber, and handed it
to her. She smiled at me, and opened the foil package,
rolling it expertly onto my cock as she bent down, taking
it fully into her mouth in one gulp.
Her style was very good. I could feel the head entering
the back of her throat, and I held her head in my hands,
pulling her back and forth on my aching cock. In just a
few minutes, I knew I would cum soon unless I had her
stop. I wanted her to continue, but remembered my promise
to Itsu, and told myself that I would only shoot off one
load.
I gently pulled her back, and told her that if I came
more than once, my wife would be upset. Jenny giggled,
and said that she would make that one a good one then.
She pushed me onto my back, and climbed on, sliding my
cock into her hot pussy.
This girl had internal muscle control that was
incredible. Without moving up or down at all, she was
milking my cock tightly, almost feeling like a hand
squeezing me over and over again. In just another few
minutes, I started to moan, close to shooting off without
her even moving one bit.
She sensed I was close, as she stopped the squeezing, and
laid down on top of me. She started to kiss around my
neck as I reached back up to squeeze her hard tits with
one hand, and moved the other back to fondle and caress
her ass. It was just as I imagined it would feel, hard
and firm, with enough padding to give her that wonderful
little wiggle.
We must have spent 45 minutes like that, with her moving
and squeezing and moving on top of me, and my squeezing
her ass, and playing with and sucking her titties.
Finally, she told me that she was also close, and she
wanted me to cum also. The final time, she was sitting
upright, and I had moved one hand down to play with her
distended clit. It was like a hard little pea, and was
covered with her fluids.
Finally she pulled my hand away and fell forward, bucking
her hips as she came around my cock. The squeezing was
great, and I grasped her hips to give several hard
thrusts before I went over the edge, filling the rubber
with my cum.
Recovering afterwards, she whispered thanks to me, saying
that it had been very good, and she had wished that she
had met me sooner. "You are a good man, your wife very
lucky. If you ever want more of my pussy, you call me. I
give you my number, and we do this again."
I took her number, but not for the reason she suspected.
I had already decided to give it to Martha, and arrange
for Jenny to come work for us. This was one super lady,
and with her hot body and super pussy, would be very
popular if she decided to come work for us.
After coming back out to the cheers of my friends, we
continued the party until almost 1am. For the goodbye,
they again sat me in the chair, and had each of the girls
come out and sit on my lap nude, and give me a last kiss
as a bachelor. Several of them took my hand and placed it
on their breasts, so I got to feel some truly wonderful
titties as I did this. Jenny was the last girl, and she
took my hand like the others, but placed it at her pussy
instead. She was still damp, and I gently slid a finger
inside of her as we shared a long wet kiss.
Brad and I then drove home, and I took a shower before I
crawled up behind my Itsu. We were both nude, and she
rolled facing me, and we shared a long, tender kiss. She
asked me how it went, and I gave a shortened version of
the night in the club. She said that she had no problem
with asking Jenny to come work for us here.
She then told me about her night, and it was similar.
Each of the guys gave them a full nude show, without the
masks since most of the girls already knew them. Towards
the end of the night, Tom took her backstage, lifting up
her dress and eating her out through her panties. After 2
strong orgasms, she removed her blouse, and had him rub
his cock back and forth between her breasts. Tom gave her
a good tit fucking for about 5 minutes before he shot his
load on her chest, neck, and bottom of her chin. They
then cleaned up, and rejoined the party.
We shared several long tender kisses before she rolled
back over, and I curled her in my arms, holding her tight
as we slept one last time as fianc‚ and fianc‚e.
*
The next day was nice and sunny. All of our friends were
there. Tammy from the Club Tokyo was there with her
husband, as was Lieutenant Lee Okino, and all of the
girls. The party was about 300 people total, and the
ceremony was a wonderful mixture of East and West.
After a brief ceremony by the Regimental Chaplain, we had
a second ceremony done by a local Monk. There were many
happy tears shed, and it all went off perfectly. When we
gathered again at Decades, we did the typical things done
at a wedding. Both Cheers and Decades were closed that
night, with the wedding guests being the only ones
allowed in.
Itsuko gave us all a show of the Japanese Tea Ceremony,
which we had practiced for several weeks prior to this
night. The symbolism was explained for those that did not
understand it, and then we did the typical American
customs. Amy surprised us all by catching the bouquet
when Itsu tossed it, and Lee Okino caught her garter
after I removed it from her leg and tossed it to the
bachelors. The last I saw of him that night, he was
heading out the door with Gina, one of the Japanese girls
that we had recently hired at Cheers.
We made out exit at around 8pm, with rice being thrown
all over us, and finding "Just Married" all over the car
in both English and Japanese. We then drove to a hotel on
the beach to enjoy the 5 day pass that my CO had given
me.
When we got there, we wasted little time. I gently
removed the lovely white gown from my wife, and watched
her go into the bathroom in her slip as I got into a pair
of pajamas and slipped into bed. There was a bottle of
champagne, 2 glasses, and candles lit by the time she
came out.
Itsuko was wearing a beautiful blue silk nightgown, and
seeing her in it almost made me stop breathing. I got up,
and took her in my arms, carrying her over to and gently
lying her on the bed. I poured us both a glass of
champagne, and we kissed before we sipped from the
glasses, never taking our eyes off of each other.
After finishing our glasses, we shared a long tight hug,
and I whispered to her that she has made me the happiest
husband on Earth. She told me that she was the happiest
wife, and we laid back and shared a long, passionate
kiss.
It seems like forever we just held each other, our kisses
growing deeper and more passionate. Our hands started
slowly caressing each other, and I felt her nipples
pressing against my chest through the thin silk. I
lowered my hands, and was again amazed at how hard and
long they got when she was aroused. Itsu moaned my name
as I gently caressed them, and pressed her groin against
mine.
I felt her hand move down, and caress my hard cock
through my bottoms. My hands moved down also, caressing
her bottom then moving down to slowly lift the hem of the
nightgown. She moaned as I ran my hand up the outside of
her leg as the silk slid over her smooth skin. We were
both getting warmer, and I sat her up, removing the gown,
gazing at her lovely body in the candle light.
Itsu rolled me onto my back, and removed my pajamas,
lying on top of me so we could kiss as we caressed each
other. For a long eternity, we rolled around and kissed,
her on top, me on top, lying on our sides, caressing each
other. We explored almost every inch of each other,
caressing gently as we kissed and moaned words of love to
each other.
Finally, neither of us could take any more. Itsu rolled
onto her back, and gently took my cock, placing it
against her entrance. With a long shared whispering of "I
love you" by each of us, I entered her, making us fully
husband and wife.
What followed was a deliciously long and slow lovemaking.
There was no speed, just tenderness and love. I raised up
on my arms, and looked down into her eyes. We were joined
by our organs, our hearts, and our eyes. The look in hers
was fabulous as I slid slowly in and out of her body, the
little gasps and moans were shared by me, as I held for a
moment whenever I slid all the way inside of her. Finally
after what seemed like hours, Itsu started to moan my
name, and I knew that she was very close. I started to
lower my restraint, but continued the slow deep
thrusting.
My wife was going crazy under me, and I refused to speed
up, wanting this moment to last forever. She started to
claw my back hard, legs entwined around mine as I felt
her finally pulsing around me. We kissed deeply as we
both had long and intense orgasms, made stronger because
of the slow buildup we had shared.
Itsu moaned, feeling my sperm shooting into her at the
peak of her orgasm. We laid there kissing and caressing,
keeping myself in her for as long as possible. When I
finally slid out, she moved me onto my back and curled
onto my chest, neither of us wanting to move as we just
fell asleep, holding each other and sharing our love.
Okinawa: Chapter XI (afterward)
It has now been 7 years since the end of the last
chapter. Itsuko and I now live in a lovely house on the
outskirts of Kin Village, with the bedroom and living
room overlooking the ocean.
I had retired from the Corps just a few years ago, and we
both decided to move back here. We are still happily
married, and the twins are doing great. They are 5 years
old, and Junior looks just like his mom, and Niko looks
just like me. They look more Japanese than American, but
I would not want it any other way. They are both learning
English and Japanese, and we will probably move back to
the US before they start school.
Martha got married 3 years ago, and her and Tenko now
share ownership of Cheers. When she reached 18, we had
ownership transferred to her, knowing that she would
appreciate the business and take good care of the place.
Itsu and I still share ownership of the Hotel, not
wanting to loose all ties with where we started.
Decades is still a huge hit, with people having to be
turned away almost every night. In addition to that, we
now own Decades clubs in North Hollywood California,
Tijuana Mexico, and in Portland, Oregon. We are
considering opening one in Raleigh North Carolina. We
started the second one after my transfer to Camp
Pendleton. I was a very good instructor, and the secret
was pretty well kept that by the time I retired, I was
worth around $3,000,000. But the pension is nice, since
no matter what happens to the clubs, I will have money,
medical care, and almost free transportation anywhere in
the world.
Lieutenant (now Captain) Okino married Gina, the girl he
was with the night of the reception. They have 1 kid, who
looks just like any other Japanese girl you would see on
the street. I guess that the garter brought him the luck
that it is supposed to. They live in San Diego now, where
he is in charge of a Recruit Training Company.
Brad and Amy are also married, and stationed in Germany,
where she is a liaison with the local Air Force. They
have no kids as of yet, but he insists that they keep
practicing, so that it will be easy when they do decide
to have some. Their wedding was great, held in the wine
country of Napa Valley California. I was his best man,
and Itsu was a bridesmaid. He still gets teased about
being a "dependant husband" of an officer, and when he
reports in for his monthly reserve drills, gets heckled
about what orders she must give him in bed.
Jenny did join the girls at Cheers, and is still there.
Oddly enough, she is Tenko's lover. She still dances in
the bar and entertains the men in the hotel, but her
heart is only for Tenko. She is now a permanent resident,
and will probably live the rest of her life there. But
she seems happy with it, so who am I to complain.
Most of the original girls are gone. We have many Mexican
girls also now. The arrangement with Jose has been
working very well, and he is my partner in the Decades
down there. The Japanese and Filipino girls are a hit
down there, as are the Mexican girls at Cheers. And
several of the girls rotated to his club after boyfriends
moved back to the US. Many of them are married also. Some
are even asking to work as waitresses at the Decades we
open in North Carolina, so they could do the same thing
with Marines and Airmen that move to Camp Lejeune and
Pope Airforce Base.
Sadly, Gus died of a heart attack the year after I moved
back to the US. I was able to get 2 weeks leave, so Itsu
and I could fly back for the funeral. His wife had him
cremated, and laid to rest in her family tomb. Knowing
how much Gus loved Japan and his wife, I knew he would
have wanted it that way. She is now Max's assistant, and
helps him run Decades.
Another sad loss was Tammy and her husband. They were
killed in a traffic accident 2 years after I moved, and I
did not find this out until I tried to visit them during
a vacation to Okinawa 6 months later, and found the club
closed. It seems that nobody had the money to take it
over, so it was just closed. I changed that quickly,
placing the other bartender in charge, and re-opening it
once again as a small, Japanese club. Although this club
looses money, I do not care. It is done for the love of
Tammy, of the community of Henoko, and simply wanting the
local citizens a place to go without having to worry
about rude Marines. A place of their own in an area
almost taken over in many ways by Americans.
I drive down to Henoko at least 2 times a month, as a
guest during the city council meetings with the Camp
Commander of Camp Schwab. The meetings that I used to
drive my CO to 15 years earlier as a Corporal I now
attended as a guest. The Mayor is a nice old man, who
remembers my being the only Corporal he remembers that
did not look away in disgust when offered sushi. I even
have a certificate on the wall that I display proudly,
naming me an honorary citizen of Henoko, Okinawa
Prefecture, Japan.
Life has been very good to us. Itsu and I still make love
frequently, and have been completely faithful to each
other. Our lives have been anything but ordinary, but we
have no complaints. Who could have ever suspected the
turn my life would take when I walked into that dusty,
decrepit bar that night. And the changes since I made
Itsuko my wife can never be told in words. Her and the
children are my life, and I would give anything for them.
But that is how it is, when you love as much as we do.
Authors Note:
Most of the places talked about during the course of this
story are real. If you go to Kin Village, you will find a
loud rock club called Sgt. Pepper's. If you walk the
streets of Okinawa City, you will find clubs like I
described existing, but not a place like Cheers and
Decades. Those are figments of my imagination.
If you walk the quiet streets of Henoko, you will find a
nice, quiet little place called Club Tokyo. I shared many
nice evenings there with 2 of my buddies, sharing drinks
and talking with the Japanese Nationals there. As far as
I know, we were the only Americans ever to frequent it.
The scene about the octopus is real, as I did do that
back in the summer of 1990 in that very same Club Tokyo.
The people are all made up from my imagination. Some are
based on real people, and others are complete
imagination. And as far as the sex, that is entirely part
of my imagination. I was happily married during my years
spent in Okinawa, and was faithful the entire time. But I
still have a deep love for the Japanese culture, and want
to keep that for the rest of my life.
So for thanks for reading this far, I can only say Domo
Arhigato.
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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