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Subject: {ASSM} Sunflower Alley: Mamie-Donna - Gomenasai  [repost]
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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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Mamie-Donna - Gomenasai   
(c) 1998-1999 by R.A. Mendoza


Mamie shows me a house that we can rent for an amazing price, only a
couple of hundred yen more per month than the place we're in. Twice the
size, in the same neighborhood, and it also has an Ofuro, a hot tub. I
don't want to ask her how she got such a good deal.  

Even though, technically, we are lovers, I come home only about two or
three times a week; when I do, I never see her until late at night,
usually around midnight. Sometimes, I just don't feel like coming home
because I'm too tired from flying, or I get too drunk at the Zanzibar;
other times, I'm cruising the Fussa bars.   

Sometimes, on a Friday or Saturday night, when I wait for Mamie to get
home, she doesn't show up. I just lie there in bed wondering what she's
up to, trying to picture what she is doing at that late hour. I figure
she's shacking up with someone. Since that is part of her job, I try not
to let that bother me too much. Yet, because I am supposed to be her
steady boyfriend, she shouldn't be doing that. We rent a house together.
Isn't she supposed to be faithful to me?   

Several times, the morning after Mamie doesn't come home, but she knows
somehow that I was home, the woman that I saw at the house where Mamie
paid the rent shows up at our door.   

"Mamie say, `Gomenasai.' She drink too much," the woman says, to me, the
first time it happens. The next time, the woman says, "Mamie say,
`Gomenasai.' She stay girlfriend house last night." Each time, the woman
looks into my eyes, briefly, as if gauging my reaction, perhaps taking
mental notes for her report back to Mamie.   

Thinking back to when we got the place, the price was so low, I should
have suspected that Mamie must be doing something in return for that.
The landlord must be taking advantage of her because she is good
looking, an innocent looking bar girl. I've seen Japanese pornography
where the women dress in schoolgirl sailor uniforms; the women in the
photos were too old to be school girls, but it told me that Japanese men
liked young looking girls. Mamie was too voluptuous to be a school girl,
but she looked young enough to satisfy a lecher. Maybe she's spending
the night, dressed in a school girl sailor suit?  

Each time, I thank the woman. Each time, the woman smiles nervously,
bows her head, utters another quietly spoken, "Gomenasai," backs out of
the entryway, and scurries up the road. Each time, as she shuffles off,
back to that mysterious house, I wonder what she is thinking of me, a
cuckold, placidly accepting lame explanations, she knowing that I know
that she knows that Mamie is a nineteen year old whore.   

"Mamie say, `Gomenasai'."   

What does a bar girl do to keep busy after the bar closes? Spread her
legs is what a bar girl does, after work. Apparently, Mamie feels guilty
about what she's doing so she has the lecher send the woman, maybe his
wife, to placate me. A Japanese woman does what her man wants.   

"Mamie say, `Gomenasai'."   

The other woman wasn't too old, maybe around 35. She could be the
landlord's girlfriend rather than his wife. She could be an aging bar
girl. Maybe, while the woman was saying Gomenasai to me, Mamie was
sucking the landlord's dick? Maybe, after the woman gets back to the
landlord's house, she will get naked and join in? Maybe, both women, the
young whore and the old whore, will be down on their hands and knees,
sharing the landlord's cock. The guy's got money. He wouldn't have any
trouble getting two women to do that.   

It's probably not like that at all; that's just my mind running away.
Maybe there's not even a landlord. Maybe the woman is the landlord and
she lets Mamie bring GIs to her place. I picture another young GI, just
like me, with a big hard dick, fucking in-and-out of Mamie's wet pussy.
Mamie shouldn't be shacking up with other guys, even if it's only for a
night. But, each time it's happened, I always jack off while I picture
other men's cocks shooting their jism into my girl's hot pussy. Each
time, I explode, blowing come up in the air like a hot geyser.  

When Mamie does come home, I don't say anything about the woman and the
half-assed excuses. I just forget about our dubious relationship and
take delight in her body. I make her walk around the house naked all the
time. I love looking at her that way and she doesn't seem to mind. She
goes about doing the housework like that and, at any moment, whenever I
feel like it, I take her dust rag away and fuck her.   

I fuck her all over the place. I fuck her standing up against the
kitchen sink, I fuck her mouth while she sits in the tub; I fuck her on
the tatami and on the wooden floor in the entry way.   

When I am feeling rambunctious, I make her put her hands and feet on the
floor and I hold her by the hips. Like a Henry Miller character, I walk
her around the house on all fours with my cock in her cunt, holding onto
her like she's a wheel barrow, hollering at her, "Your pussy is so good,
Mamie! Your pussy is so good!"   

Sometimes, late at night, after I've been drinking, I make her go
outside with me, both of us naked, wearing only geta. I make her hold
onto my erection while we clip-clop up and down the dirt road dark alley
near our house, the cool air on our skins. Sometimes, in the dark, we'll
almost run into someone and then we scamper our naked asses back to the
house. Mamie is always giggling when that happens, saying "Dah-meh! 
Dah-meh! You koo-lay-zee!" However she doesn't seem to mind my
proclivities, always giving in to my desires as if it is the normal
thing to do.   

At night, after we bathe, she goes into an automatic 69 position on top
of me because she knows that's what I always like to do first. After
slurping on each other's genitals for ten or fifteen minutes, Mamie goes
down, on her hands and knees, between my legs, takes my cock, licks it
all over for a minute or two, and then sticks it deep in her mouth.
Mamie has a big mouth; she doesn't have any trouble sucking it.   

Between noisy suck sounds, she repeats the question "You like?" Over and
over, she says it. "You like? You like?" She never fails to do that,
always looking up at me with big wide eyes. And, each time she asks the
question, I feel my cock grow harder.   

"You like? You like?" she says, punctuating her words with loud lip
smacking sounds that Honey Bee would admire.   

"Yes! Unnh." I grunt, shoving my hips at her young girl face, rejoicing,
studying her big lips on my cock. My Mamie has learned to love to please
me; her duty has turned into her pleasure. I am a beneficiary of Mamie's
depraved life.  

Mamie's head moves up and down on it, swallowing it into her throat,
down to the root, and back out to the tip. If she keeps going this way,
Honey Bee will have competition. Maybe, after I am gone out of her life,
her landlord lover will get her a job in a turkey farm? GIs will go to
her place and demand her by name. "Mamie?" they'll ask, and Mamasan will
say, "She busy now, she finish soon." Then, the GIs will sit on the
tatami floor and drink beer, listening to her slurps through the thin
walls. She'll suck cocks, seven, eight, nine, ten every working day.  

 From the moment I first hand fucked her to orgasm, I knew that Mamie
had a really hot pussy. Under my tutelage, she really loosened up and
began to enjoy doing it anyway I want. Now, she is really good at sex.
She's good, like a well-trained pet, that's what she is, for me, a sex
pet, she loves to please her master. If I command, she performs. If I
don't command, she's always ready, anyway. That's how I like her, and
that's what she has become for me because she likes it, too. She's a
whore that likes sex.  

Now, every time we're together, her nineteen year-old lips get my
twenty-year old cock super stiff. Now, when I dribble in her mouth, she
no longer behaves as if something dirty is happening to her; now, she
actually sucks harder. Now, between slurps, she always asks, "You like?
You like?" and when I answer, "I like! I like! Unnh!" she sucks harder
and louder and faster, sucking my stuff into her throat instead of
letting it dribble over her chin. Then I fuck her.   

I fuck her on her knees. I fuck her on her back, her legs over my
shoulders. I fuck her like I fuck Donna, sideways from underneath. I
fuck her sitting on top of me; I suck her big tits while I piston in and
out of her, making her cry out in her sweet young girl voice. I have her
facing my feet while she sits on my cock and I watch it go in and out,
her wonderful, young, smooth skinned ass bouncing off my stomach. She is
charmingly embarrassed when we fuck that way, backwards; she turns her
head and twists her body around, makes whimpering little girl cries, and
rides my cock like the Lone Ranger rides Silver, as she futiley tries to
kiss me. Then, I pull her up so that her pussy smothers my face. She
bends forward, resting on one hand, holding my cock stem in another and,
with wonderfully loud slurp noises, madly sucks my nob. A once seemingly
innocent Japanese bar girl has become an enthusiastic cock sucker.  

***

Despite our sexual compatibility, Mamie's absences become more frequent.
When I come home, she is almost always never there. In the mornings, I
wait, hoping the woman from the landlord's house, just a couple of
blocks over, will show up again, saying "Gomenasai, she drunk.
Gomenasai, she busy," but even that doesn't happen anymore. The landlord
might be fucking Mamie and the woman and Susie, too, I think, as I whack
my hand up-and-down. Mamie might be fucking other men, too, men she
likes better than me, men who give her more money than I give her, maybe
officers, men who get excited about her fine body and her big wide lips.
She's probably sucking their cocks and swallowing their stuff, too. I
taught her; she liked it. I whack away, up and-down, up-and-down,
waiting for a woman to show up and tell me, "Gomenasai, she drunk.
Gomenasai, she busy."   

One day, my key doesn't work. I stand in front of the dark house and
peer in the window. Everything is gone. Her clothes, the bed, the few
pieces of furniture, they're all gone. After four months (it seems like
a lot longer than that), our sex affair has ended. Mamie bailed out; it
was inevitable; our plane was in a spin. I miss her, but not really. 


(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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