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Subject: {ASSM} The Girl Next Door 3: Lessons in Love {Martin Suncrest} (f+M, exhib, voy)
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The Girl Next Door 3: Lessons in Love
By Martin Suncrest

The story so far: I'm an American, a translator living and
working out of a cozy little apartment in an upscale
neighborhood in western Tokyo.  Directly below my
apartment lives Mayu Hamada, a beautiful young Japanese
schoolgirl, with her mom and dad.  Without really
intending to, I have discovered a secret about the shy
young Mayu: she is a bit of an exhibitionist.  I caught
her a couple of times, flitting around her yard, at a
convenience store, in a park doing cheerleading practice,
sometimes without the benefit of panties.  I have to admit
I have become somewhat obsessed with her lately. 
Eventually, I finally got up the nerve to approach her and
her mother at a grocery store, and offer to teach her
English.  Today is my first day on the job.  In her room,
teaching her about the parts of the body, I got a bit
carried away, and pulled open her track pants to take a
peek at her cute little rear.  Before I could apologize,
her mother showed up bringing some tea.


Both Mayu and I stared over at her mother, spooked at how
she'd popped out of nowhere like that almost as if she
knew I was up to something.  Well I hadn't done anything
wrong really.  For one thing, I'd expected her to be
wearing underwear of some kind under her track pants, and
even if I had seen her dainty little derriere, this wasn't
the first time.  I'd even made a videotape of her
gallivanting around their yard bottomless in full view of
the street.  Not that I was about to tell them about the
videotape, mind you.  It was just that she had started it,
this little game of hide and seek.

Mayu sat up as soon as her mother came in, and looked
down, letting her hair fall over her face.  She was
obviously very unnerved by the whole thing, not so much at
my having seen her ass, as that her mom had almost found
us out.  Every time, her parents were around she seemed to
clam up tight.  There's an old saying like that, isn't
there?  "Children should be seen and not heard."  My
parents hadn't been very strict, so I'd never much thought
about it, but this was a whole different ballgame.

"Ara?  Darashinai ne. (Oh dear.  You look such a mess),"
Mayu's mom chided her.  "Chanto shita kakkou ni kigaereba.
(Why don't you change into something more respectable?)"

"A, hai. (Yes ma'am)," Mayu said bowing low, and then
jumping up to obey.  Mayu looked fine to me.  A lot of
American kids dressed in sweats and t-shirts, and I
certainly wasn't offended, but anyway, Mayu's mom seemed
concerned about what kind of impression Mayu was making. 
She needn't be.  I'd been obsessed with Mayu for weeks
now.

"Mayu no dekiguai wa dou desu ka. (How's Mayu's
English?)," her mom asked me, while Mayu rooted around in
her dresser for some suitable clothes.  She bent way over
to open the bottom drawer, and I found myself staring at
her precious little ass again.  Even covered, it still
looked mighty fine to me stuck up in the air like that. 
"Sensei? (Mr. Suncrest?)"

"A.  Hai.  A, jouzu, jouzu, jouzu desu yo. (Oh, yes.  It's
good, quite good)."

Having found her school uniform, Mayu turned her back to
us, reached down, and grabbing the hem of her t-shirt at
the sides, started pulling it up her back.  Her mom
noticed my eyes widening, and turned to see Mayu taking
off her t-shirt right there in front of us.  She'd got it
half way up her back, when her mom cried out,

"Mayu!" to get her to stop.

"A, gomen, (Sorry)," Mayu blushed.  She grabbed her skirt
and blouse, and ran off to the bathroom across the hall.

"Ano ko wa ne, tennenboke no tokoro ga aru kara, ki wo
tsukenai to. (That girl can be a bit ditzy sometimes.  If
we're not careful...)."  Mayu's mom started telling me all
about their misadventures during their trip to the States.
 Most of these seemed to be related to their inability to
understand English, but I also wondered if Mayu hadn't got
up to some other mischief while she was over there.

The bathroom door opened a crack, and Mayu peeked out.

"Chotto shawaa abite ii? (Can I have a quick shower?)"

"Hai, hai.  Demo hayaku shite choudai.  Sensei wa matte
iru kara ne.  (Yes, but hurry up, all right?  You don't
want to keep Mr. Suncrest waiting)," her mother shouted
back.  She turned back to me, and continued with her
story.  Mayu hadn't quite shut the bathroom door, and it
slowly swung further and further open.  She finally
realized, and came running back very embarrassed and very
naked.  Her mom noticed me staring, and turned, but by
then Mayu had already shut the door.  "Nanika? (Is there
something wrong?)"

"Iye.  Douzo. (No.  Please go on)."  I couldn't get over
what a little gem Mayu was.  Even assuming that she hadn't
left the door open on purpose, it was still a treat to see
her running around naked with her mom right here.  I sat
back down trying to hide my erection.  Mayu's mom
continued to talk until her husband appeared at the door.

"Mayu wa? (Where's Mayu?)"

"Ima shawaa. (She's in the shower)."

He smiled, and grabbed the opportunity to regale me with
some more of his stories of his travels around the world. 
Eventually, Mayu emerged from the bathroom dressed in the
white blouse and navy mini-skirt of her school uniform. 
Inste4ad of coming in, she stayed out in the hall peering
over nervously at us.  As I looked closer, I realized she
was blushing and holding her skirt steady with her hands. 
I'll be darned.  She mustn't have taken any underwear with
her into the shower.  She stood there trembling slightly
for quite some time, until her mom finally interrupted her
father,

"A!  Benkyou no tsuzuki?  Ojama shimashita.  (Oh, I guess
you'd better get back to studying.  Sorry to disturb
you)."  They finally left patting Mayu on the shoulder as
they passed her in the hall.  I guess they must have
thought she was nervous about having to speak English with
me, but I knew better.  She peered in for another minute,
and then finally came in, and made a beeline straight for
her dresser.  I got up, made sure her parents were gone,
and then closed the door.  She'd gotten out a pair of
panties, and obviously wanted to go back to the bathroom
to put them on.  I, however, had other ideas.

"Jaa, sakki no tsuzuki wo shiyou.  Oshiri wa eigo de nante
iu no? (OK, let's continue what we started there.  What do
you call your fanny in English?)"

"Wakannai.  Chotto otearai ikashite.  (I don't know.  Can
I just go back to the bathroom for a sec?)."

"Doushite?  Ima kita bakari ja nai.  (Why?  You just came
from the bathroom)."

"Datte... (But...)," she said holding up the panties for
me to see.  She finally realized what was she was doing,
and hid them behind her back, embarrassed even more.

"Datte nani?  (But what?)"

"Mada kigae owatte inai no. (I'm not finished changing)."

"Iya, datte seifuku kite iru jan.  (But you're already in
your uniform)."

"Kutsushita haitte inai shi. (But I'm not wearing socks
and...)."

"Koko de kireba ii jan.  Tonikaku ressun no jikan naku
naru kara, saki ni susumou.  'Oshiri' wa nante iu.  (You
could put them on here.  Anyway, we're running out of time
for the lesson, so let's move on.  How do you say
'buttocks'?)"

"Wakannai to yutte iru deshou.  (I told you I don't
know)."  She turned her back to me facing her desk.  I'm
sure this wasn't an invitation, but I couldn't help
myself.  I reached down, and pulled up her skirt to take
another look at her precious little buns.

"Iya, minai de.  (Don't look)," she whispered softly.  We
were both worried that her mom might come storming back
in, but I was fascinated by her gorgeous curves and their
squeezable cushiony softness.

"Kotaetara, oroshite yaru. (I'll let your skirt down if
you answer my question)."

She grabbed her Japanese-English dictionary, and quickly
looked up "shiri."

"Za hippusu, za bakkusaido, za battokkusu (The hips, the
backside, the buttocks)," she read out.

"Pinpon. (That's right)," I agreed finally letting her
skirt back down.  I still wasn't done though.  I put my
hands on her shoulders, and got her to turn around, and
face me.

"Nani, nani. (What are you doing?)"

I looked down at her blouse, searching for the buttons,
but there didn't seem to be any.

"Seerafuku wo dou yatte tsukeru no?  Botan ga nai ja nai?
(How do you do up your blouse?  There doesn't seem to be
any buttons)."

"Yada!  Nani itte iru n desu ka.  (Oooo!  What do you want
to know that for?)"

"Iya, chikubi ni tsuite kikou ka to. (I was going to ask
you how to say 'nipple'?)."

"Yada!  Atashi no minakute ii deshou.  (Ha!  You don't
have to take a look at mine for that)."

I peered over at the side of her blouse, found a zipper
running up, and reached over to unzip it.  She pulled
away, and when I went after her, we collided, and she fell
back onto her bed.  She looked up at me, and broke out
laughing.

"Sensei, hen na koto wo kangaeru ne.  (You sure have a
strange way of teaching)."

I lay down on top of her, rubbing my schlong into her
outspread pussy.  Our faces were just inches from each
other, and I started to flex my hips, slowly humping her
through my clothes.  She gave me this naughty look, but
then tried to back away.

"Sensei oshiete kurenai no.  (Well, aren't you going to
teach me?)"

"Nani? (What?)"

"Chikubi wa nante iu ka.  (How to say nipples in
English)."

"Mishite kurenai to oshienai.  (Not unless you show them
to me)."

"Dattara ii desu. (Then I don't want to know)," she made
her cute little lips into this mock pout that made me want
to kiss her.  I got up off her, and moved down till my
face was just above her skirt.

"Kokorahen wa tango ippai aru.  (There are all kinds of
words to describe this region)," I grinned.  She shook her
head for me to stop, but I just couldn't resist.  I
flipped her skirt up, and gazed down in delight at her
gorgeious little pussy.  I was sitting in between her
legs, so she couldn't close them.  She tried to flip her
skirt back down, but I grabbed it, and held it up around
her tummy.

"Kore wa? (What about this part?)" I asked running my
fingers through her soft black pubic hair.

"Shiranai! (I don't know)," she squealed, her breath was
coming faster now.  I ran my finger gently along her
delicate pussy lips.

"Kore wa?  (What about here?)"

She tensed, and shuddered, fighting back an orgasm
perhaps.  I dabbed some of her love juice onto my fingers,
and held up my hand to her face to show her how wet she
was getting.

"Kore wa? (What about this?)"

She shook her head, quivering more than ever.

"Mou hitotsu daiji na tokoro ga aru. (There's one more
really important part)."  I slid my fingers along the
mouth of her slit, wetting them and probing for her hood. 
Her lips were a most beautiful and vivid pink.  It took a
moment to coax her clitoris out of its hiding place, but
she was obviously quite turned on.  I lovingly stroked it
to life, fascinated as she struggled to pull away,
spreading her legs even wider.  As I found the right spot,
she started squealing, getting gradually louder till she
was literally screaming.

I tried to cover her mouth, but it was too late.  Her
parents would be here any second.  I pulled down her
skirt, grabbed her panties off her desk, and slid her bare
feet into them.  She scrambled to sit up, pulled her
panties up, and shifted to the chair.  By the time her mom
got there, she was sitting facing her desk staring down in
shock at her open notebook.

"Dou shita no? (What's wrong?)," her mom asked as she
opened the door.

"A, gomen.  Mushi datta. (Oh, sorry.  It was just a bug),"
Mayu said pointing to the window.  Her mom still seemed
concerned, but eventually, she left us alone again.

"Gomen. (Sorry)," I apologized, regretting rushing into
things, but thankful for her quick thinking.  That would
have been hard to explain if her mom had burst in on us,
with me stroking Mayu's erect little clit.  I guess I
should have known that Mayu might react, but I hadn't
expected her to scream so loudly.

"Datte sensei ikinari sawatte kuru nda mon.  Aa, bikkuri
shita.  (All of a sudden, you just started touching me,
and I didn't know what was happening.  I was so
surprised)."

"Gomen. (Sorry)."

"Koko wa atashi no uchi dakara, sou iu koto wo shinai de
kureru? (This is my house, so could you not do those
things here?)"

"Hai, wakarimashita.  Hansei shite imasu. (Yes, I
understand.  I swear I'll be on my best behavior from here
on in)."

"Aa, bikkuri shita.  (I was so surprised)."

I was feeling a bit dazed too.  I don't know what came
over me.  It was all the tension building up over the last
few weeks.  Seeing her outside, and naked over by the
shower, and her coming in with no panties on.  It had got
me so riled up I didn't know what I was doing anymore. 
I'd honestly forgotten we were in her house with her
parents right downstairs.  Anyway, we both breathed in
deeply trying to calm down.  Finally, she spoke.

"De sakki no tango wa nan deshita kke? (Now what were
those words again?)," she asked turning to the appropriate
page in her notebook.  One by one, I taught her how to
spell "buttocks," "nipple," "vagina," "pubic hair,"
"lubrication" and "clitoris," and she carefully wrote each
word down with the appropriate translation.  She wasn't
too sure about the meaning of "clitoris," but I explained
that that was what probably set her off screaming.  She
wrote down the Japanese character for "mame" as the
translation, literally "bean."  Could that be what she
called it?  I was learning something here too.

Finally, we both managed to settle down enough that we
could go through some more mundane items: internal organs,
the differences between "back" and "hips," or "lap" and
"legs."  Before I knew it, our time was up.  She stood up,
and thanked me for the lesson bowing low.  I was surprised
by her formality, and still pretty excited from having
touched her, but I bowed back.  There'd be time enough for
fun and games later.

We went back downstairs, and her mom came out, and thanked
me too.  She discreetly slipped me an envelope with my pay
in it.  Mr. Hamada came to the door to see me off, and I
bowed them all farewell.  Mayu came out with me to the
street, and waved goodbye as I walked away.  I felt a
little bit bad about almost getting her in trouble like
that, but I felt exhilarated, absolutely ecstatic to have
finally made contact.  If anything, I was more fascinated
with her than ever.  What a girl!

I went back up to my room, and just lay there on my bed,
running over the events of the "lesson" in my mind.  I
could much better understand now why she did what she did;
she was looking for an escape.  She always had to play the
good girl around her family, and the tension must be
building up - typical teenage rebellion against the strict
rules of her parents, but what a way to rebel.

One thing I couldn't get though was how she could be so
forward with me.  Sure I'd seen her around our
neighborhood, a few dozen times, but I'd never thought she
was paying much attention to me.  Surely, she doesn't act
like that around everyone.  I still couldn't figure out
why, but whatever the reason I was grateful.  I was in
heaven.

That night I saw her come to the back door, and look up at
my apartment.  I still didn't think she could see me
looking out down at her, but how did she know this was
where I lived?  Had her little teasing shows been for my
benefit all along?

First thing Monday morning, I waited for Mayu out by the
main road, a little way from her house.  I was a bit
worried her mother might come out with her, but then maybe
I could just make out that I was coming back from
somewhere.  Luckily, Mayu came out alone.

"Ohayo. (Good morning)," she called, her face brightening
when she saw me.  "Odekake desu ka.  (Are you going out?)"

"Un, kaisha no hou e. (Yes, to work)."  I didn't really
have to go to work, but it made a good excuse to go with
Mayu on the train as she headed off to school.

"Kono aida wa doumo.  (Thanks for the other day)," she
smiled shyly.

"Iye.  (You're welcome)."

For some reason, it seemed like she wasn't nearly as
embarrassed by the whole thing as I was.  I guess she
hadn't done anything she felt embarrassed about.  I was
feeling a tinge of regret for playing with her pussy like
that.  She was a pretty cheerful girl, and didn't seem
worried in the least.

As we approached the next intersection, I caught sight of
Mayu's friend, Megumi standing at the corner obviously
waiting for Mayu.  She waved, and smiled, and then looked
over at me curious.

"A, ima battari atta.  Atarashii katei kyoushi,
Sankuresuto-san desu. (Oh, I just bumped into him now. 
This is my new tutor, Mr. Suncrest)."

"Iya, Machin de ii yo.  (Please call me Martin)."

"Machin?  (Martin?)" Megumi queried, tilting her head to
the side in the cutest way, looking puzzled.  She was a
real beauty too, with dark mascara around her eyes that
made her look a bit like a cat.  She had the cutest little
lips and expressions.  I'd grown quite fond of Mayu, but
Megumi might give her a run for her money, at least in the
looks department.

As we walked along, Mayu explained how we'd met, and how
I'd started teaching her.  Naturally, she left out the
details of what we'd "studied."  Megumi, brightened,
burbling,

"Atashi mo onegai shiyou kana.  Eigo zenzen dame desu yo.
(Maybe I should get you to tutor me too.  I'm hopeless at
English)."

Mayu frowned for a second, and then quickly recovered.

"Iya, sore yori sa, atashitachi no bodigaado to iu no wa
dou yo?  (No, instead of that, what about getting him to
be our bodyguard?)"

Obviously, Mayu wasn't too keen on the idea of me teaching
the parts of the body to Megumi.  I wouldn't have minded,
but Mayu clearly had other plans.

"Bodiigaado? (Bodyguard?)" I asked not quite sure what she
had in mind.  Megumi looked me up and down, a naughty
gleam in her dark little eyes.

"Iya, tatoeba densha no naka toka. (I mean in the train
and stuff)."  Mayu turned her face down, but looked up at
me shyly through her bangs.  "Dame?  (Would you do that
for us?)"

She looked so cute I agreed straight off.

"Ii yo, mochiron.  (Sure.  Of course)."

"A, yokatta! (Oh, that's wonderful)," her eyes narrowed as
she flashed me the cutest smile.

"Sou sou sou.  Chikan ga yoku sawatte kuru no.  Yada ne. 
(Yeah, that's right.  Gropers come up, and touch us.  It's
horrible)."

I looked down at the shining pink flesh of their bare legs
and arms and the way their pleated skirts hovered in the
air not quite long enough to cover their panties as they
bounced along.  I could easily understand the temptation
to reach out, and touch them.  They looked so appealing it
would be hard to resist.

We finally got to the station, and walked down the stairs
to the ticket gate.  There were quite a few other
schoolgirls there, but they had on uniforms slightly
different from Mayu's and Megumi's, so they must go to a
different school.  We bought our tickets, and went in.  I
held back a bit, and let them go up the stairs first,
trying to look innocent as I stared up their too short
skirts.  They were both wearing white cotton panties that
hugged their cute little rear ends, showing them off to
nice advantage.  They didn't seem overly concerned that I
and the other guys standing next to me could see up their
skirts.  Mayu turned and motioned for me to hurry up, so I
ran up the stairs after them.

The train pulled up, and it was already almost packed to
overflowing.  No one gets off at our stop in the mornings,
so you have to sort of push your way on, or get left
behind.  I stayed behind the girls guarding them as best I
could.  We only made it as far as the middle of the car. 
It was better to be by the doors, so you weren't so
surrounded by people.  Mayu and Megumi turned around to
face me, so we could continue talking, but Megu in
particular was standing awfully close to me, falling
against me the first time the train rounded a curve.  She
looked really embarrassed as I tried to help her back up. 
She'd gotten one of her thighs stuck between mine, and was
pressing her breasts against my stomach.  Mayu was right
behind her, and Megu was sort of sandwiched between us. 
The sweet fresh smell that Megu was giving off wasn't
making it any easier to ignore her close proximity.

I got her, so she was standing back up straight again, but
her breasts kept brushing against my stomach.  I had to
adjust my crotch as my cock started to come alive.  The
train lurched again, and now Megu had her tummy firmly
pressed against my stiffening cock.  The train came to a
stop, and a few people got off, but Megu held onto me
tight as if she were frightened to let go.

We rode the wave as even more people got on.  Mayu had a
hold of Megu's arm, and was trying to pull her off of me,
but there were just too many people.  There was no room to
move.  Megu looked down blushing intensely, embarrassed to
have her soft little breasts pressed up against me and
feeling my growing cock on her tummy twitching from the
stimulation.

Trying to give her some room, I tilted my body somewhat,
but I lost my balance, and stumbled forward, accidentally
burying my thigh deep between hers brushing against her
soft pussy.

To be continued

Martin Suncrest

Don Gordon has kindly agreed to host my stories at his web
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And his ftp site:
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Please contact me there.

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