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Okinawa: Revisited

Copyright© 2021 by Mushroom

Chapter 5

Historical Sex Story: Chapter 5 - The experiences of a Marine when he is stationed on the Japanese island of Okinawa. He meets an amazing lady, and things go from there. Notice, this is a cleaned up and edited version of a story I first posted in 1996.

Caution: This Historical Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   Fa/ft   Mult   Teenagers   Consensual   Drunk/Drugged   Romantic   Teen Siren   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Military   Workplace   Sharing   DomSub   Group Sex   Polygamy/Polyamory   Swinging   Interracial   White Male   White Female   Oriental Female   Hispanic Female   Anal Sex   Cream Pie   First   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Sex Toys   Tit-Fucking   Voyeurism   Public Sex   Small Breasts   Prostitution  

When I got back, Itsuko was waiting for me at the airport when I left customs. She cried when she saw me again, and we kissed passionately. We then got into her car and 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 help you 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 a lot of money. I proposed being a silent partner, giving her the money to do it, if she would run the place. After all, word getting out that I owned a strip club and bar could ruin my career. She tried to refuse, saying that it would simply cost so much. I finally stopped her, telling her something that she did not know.

“Itsu, I’m rich. I have almost $100,000 in the bank. I also get an additional $25,000 a year from my ex-wife 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, it’s a loan from Lori. 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.

Two days later, we were flying to the Philippines. We made a few contacts, and after meeting some slightly shady businessmen we arranged for ten girls to come over for two years to work in the bar. They would start to arrive in two months, which meant that we had to move fast. We interviewed about thirty girls, and they all understood what would be required for them, and thought that it would be OK.

Once back on Okinawa, we started cleaning up the place for real. I had done some cleaning, but this time it needed more. Itsu liked my plans, and I started tearing up the interior as Itsu made the proper arrangements with inspectors and got the permits. I talked to furniture makers, and 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 here earlier, and I set up the new stereo system once the carpenters finished remodeling the stage and DJ booth. They had all been friends with her late husband, so the work was both fast and cheap. But the stereo system I installed was a truly professional system. It had a four channel mixer board, a three thousand watt amplifier, and seven speakers. One of them a huge woofer which I mounted under the stage. I installed professional lights both over and under the stage, and a board to run them. These were connected to both a sound activated switch, and to a light mixer mounted in the DJ booth. In addition to two fog machines, one on each side of the stage.

The booths were all high backed, almost 5’ tall which ensured privacy for whoever was inside. I also had a hidden storage space inside each one. I then had a small dance floor installed, and had the bar re-surfaced.

I then 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 they were all in place, 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 a few years 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 two floors 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 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 had 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 three song sets. The first would be fully clothed, maybe stripping to a bikini or bra and panties 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 should strip fully nude.

When talking to the guys, they were free to spend as much time with whoever they wanted, but spending no more than thirty 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 thirty minutes before requesting another drink. They would be free to either dance with the guys on the dance floor, or take them to one of the booths or the hotel next door. And I was a bit surprised when several of them liked the idea that they were always welcome to dance with the guys on the dance floor, and at no charge.

I showed them the secret compartment, which now contained towels, condoms, baby wipes, and several bottles of baby oil in different scents. 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 for free with a drink bought (if she wanted), to a hand job for $20 or a blow job for $30. If a blow job was to be given, a condom had to be worn. I stressed that no sex would be allowed without one other than touching. All of them had already 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, and both Itsu and I requested they have several, and passing out fliers on the street. 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 at all times, no pre-recorded music allowed unless there were no customers or something came up. And the rest would rotate from dancing, serving drinks, being the DJ, 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 14. She had small tits and a tiny ass, and she even 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 mound, to the laughter of all the other girls in the place as she had no hair. And as the other girls teased her for still being a little girl, Itsu opened my pants, and pushed them off of me and down to my knees. She said “We have to try this out after all”, and pulled a towel and the lavender scented baby oil out of the compartment. She oiled up her hand, and started to stroke me off.

There was a break when the song ended, as the girl in the booth as still learning how to use the sliders. And the air was filled with the squishing sound of Itsu giving me a handjob. I now had my hand in her blouse, and was playing with her tits. Martha looked over at us, and still nude jumped off of the stage to come closer. She moved in next to us, and watched Itsuko jacking me off.

Itsu saw her, and handed her the bottle. I looked over at Itsu, 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, one of the girls would stroke and caress my cock. Then after a while, one girl I remembered as Nancy sat on my cock for a short ride. After a couple of minutes, she would get up and be replaced by another girl. I kept my other two 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. 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 surged up and came inside of her. She pulled back, and a mouth took her place. What followed was a two hour long orgy, and I was left with a satisfied, but drained cock. One of them then 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, to be split evenly at the end of the night. This was to help prevent somebody from getting no money on a slow night. The money was all put into lock boxes with each of the girl’s names on it. Each had two locks, with us having the key to one lock, and each girl having the key to the other. Their half minus 10% was placed in their own box while they watched. There would be little or no cheating this way. And the percentage was placed into a box to by split at the end of the night.

Martha took one of my friends that showed up and drug him to the dance floor. Corporal Maxwell was about 6’1”, which towered over her 5’1” 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. Martha came behind the bar and dropped $9 into her box and $1 in the other. That seemed to be common throughout the night.

I saw couples going to the hotel several times during the night, and each was back within an hour. 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, as she had worked as DJ and got no tips unlike the other girls. That gave her almost $265. That then 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 a beautiful woman. Afterwards, we went down to open the bar.

We opened up at noon, with five of the girls there. During the day, they split up the work. five girls would work from noon till 4 pm, then were off until 8pm. They then returned to work from 10pm until closing, normally around 2am on weekends and midnight during the week. The others worked from 4pm until closing, with a one hour break from 10pm till 11pm. This way, they all had some time for themselves. Some of them used his time to spend some private time with special customers, in other words fucking them. Others took a nap, or relaxed in their rooms.

During the first four 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 DJ booth when I saw one of my Lieutenants walk in. I quickly turned off the light in the booth, 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. There was a one way film on the large window overlooking the club, but the light inside the booth had to be off or somebody could look inside. Nancy many times let us know if a customer got out of hand with one of the girls when she was DJ by hitting a button connected to a buzzer behind the bar.

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 about five 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 at first held her hands about five inches apart, then made a circle with her fingers, about four inches across. “I barely fit him in my mouth.” I squeezed her ass, and she giggled again and left. She went right up 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 by Journey instead of the fast one by Red Hot Chilli Peppers that Julie had 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. Itsu 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 after she left the stage 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.

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