Okinawa - Chapter 2
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.