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This story is an excerpt from Sunflower Alley.
The entire Sunflower Alley series may be found at:
  From the Corner of 1st & Rowan to Sunflower Alley,
  http://www.bigfoot.com/~R_A_M , a non-commercial site.

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Honey Bee - A Nice Girl   
(c) 1998-1999 by R.A. Mendoza


"I'm sorry for telling you what Mrs. Parker," the woman in charge of the
Home, "told me," Marilyn writes in her next letter. "I'm sorry if I hurt
your feelings. I didn't know about those things and that's why I had to
ask you before when you were still here. I had to know. I didn't want to
drive you away from me. I just didn't know. Now I know if we got married
our babies really wouldn't be black. Mrs. Parker just said that to stop
me from seeing you. Mrs. Parker wasn't taking good care of me so now I'm
staying with my aunt in Champaign."    

"Rico. I think of you all the time. Right now, I'm in a motel writing
this letter and I can't stop thinking about you. I know I shouldn't say
this but I have to tell you the truth about how I feel about you. I'm
hungry for you! I want you. I wish you were here touching me like you
did before. If you were here, I would touch you too. I would do anything
you want me to. Anything. Rico. I'm hungry for you!"   

I understand her words; I know what they mean.    

"I'm hungry for you!"    

Why is she writing these words to me? This is a fifteen-year-old girl
writing these words. She should not be saying these things, even if I
have had my hand in her pussy. It is not what nice girls are supposed to
say. They can think it, they can even do it, but should they write these
things?   

"I'm hungry for you!"   

Her words make me nervous. Even though women have sucked the jism from
my balls, they were whores. Now, this young American girl is writing
words that tell me that she wants to do the same thing. She wants to
suck my cock. She wants to suck my cock like a whore.    

She had to learn these things somewhere. Has she been sucking cock?
Maybe she's the one Peters had spoken of. "She sucks guys' cocks in
cars," Pete had said, derisively, about a girl he knew back home in
Indiana. Why not? Athens wasn't too far from Terre Haute. Maybe Peters'
friends drove down to Athens, picked Marilyn up, and she sucked their
cocks in a car? Her words disgust me.   

She is going to send me a photograph, too, she says. I don't want her
picture. What will I do with it? I like Japanese faces; I like black
hair and brown eyes. I don't want an American girl. I don't want to look
at her blonde hair. I don't want to look at her lips. Marilyn's lips. I
can't get them out of my mind. Marilyn's tongue in my mouth. Marilyn's
mouth sucking my tongue like a cock. American girls are supposed to be
nice, aren't they? What about Paul's ex girl? She sucked Paul's cock and
he came in her mouth and she liked it. He liked it, too. Does Marilyn
like sucking cock?  

***  

It's a place I have been to before. A young woman greets me. "You want
short time?"   

"Round-the-world."   

"Oh. Okay. You come in. Take off clothes, dozo."   

I undress and flop my nakedness on the bed. The young woman removes her
skirt and blouse and crawls into the bed with me. On her hands and
knees, she hovers over me, rubbing her tits, her stomach, her pussy and
her thighs against me. Her tongue licks my shoulders, her lips suck my
nipples. She moves her head down to my stomach and runs her tongue into
my belly button, reaming it out, then continues a rapid southward
progress, licking my stomach, my hips, my thighs. She moves her head
back up and sucks my balls. She sits up on her thighs; she bends her
head down, clasps me with the fingertips of both her hands, and licks at
my cockhead.    

"Round the world," I say. "You didn't lick my asshole."   

For a moment, she pauses, then resumes licking. She has a nice touch.
One hand gently grips my stem, the other carefully cups my balls. She
takes big tongue swipes at my cock. "I no kiss there," she tells me
between licks.   

"Why not? You don't like to do that?"   

"I no do. I no kiss there. Other girl do."   

"Oh? You're a nice girl, huh?" I say.   

"I nice girl," she says, then bends over, back on both hands and knees,
and sucks my cock deep into her mouth, holding it there. I feel the
pressure of whole mouth suction; closed mouth, she works her tongue over
my cock, sliding it underneath the knob, then up to the cockhole. She
pulls her head up and applies lip suction at the orifice. Her head moves
slowly down; I watch my cock disappear between her lips. What the hell?
She doesn't lick assholes but she sucks good cock. That counts for
something in my book.    

"You're a nice cock sucker."    

She pulls her head up and noisily sucks at the knob; her head moves
slowly down, again; then up; suck; then down. She has primed me well;
she is doing a good job. Thinking of what a nice girl does or doesn't do
has got me dripping continuously. Her head continues bobbing, my cock
pistons in and out of her face. It will not be long.    

"I'm hungry for you!"    

Marilyn's young scrubbed face is in my lap. Teenager lips swallow my
cock down to my black curly pubic hair; her blonde head is pumping up
and down like a turkey farm whore; she's shaking it back and forth,
bending her neck from side to side, her tresses brushing over my hips
and stomach. My cock throbs.  "Oh! Marilyn!" I blow off. The young
Japanese woman swallows.


(c) 1998-1999 by R.A. Mendoza


This story is an excerpt from Sunflower Alley.
The entire Sunflower Alley series may be found at:
http://www.bigfoot.com/~R_A_M

Some stories. Some almost true. Boring if you don't like my thoughts.
But, what the hell, it's my page, I can do (almost) anything I want.
Stories, nostalgia, about GIs, their life, their women, in the Cold War 
Era, c.1955. From East LA to Japan. The way it was, way back then.
Maybe these tidbits, these spicy morsels, will jostle your mind. 
Maybe they'll give you some joy, I hope. 
                                          RAM

  From the Corner of 1st & Rowan to Sunflower Alley
  http://www.bigfoot.com/~R_A_M 

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  From Celestial Reviews 317 - February 28, 1999

"I'm never really sure how far afield I should go when I look for 
stories to review. I suppose if I can't even keep up with the stories 
that are posted on a.s.s. and a.s.s.m. I shouldn't waste my time 
tra[i]psing all over the place looking for even more stories. But this
excursion wasn't a waste of time. One of Mendoza's lead-ins caught my
attention, and his home page roped me in. This is good stuff. It 
doesn't run as a continuous story, but the deliberately disjointed
presentation is highly effective." 

"I encourage you to take a look"  

Ratings for "Sunflower Alley" 
Athena (technical quality): 10
Venus (plot & character): 9
Celeste (appeal to reviewer): 10 

Celestial Reviews 317 - February 28, 1999 

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