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 The Girl Next Door 6: Out of control By Martin Suncrest

   The story so far: I'm an American translator living and working out of a
cozy little apartment in an upscale neighborhood in western Tokyo.  Just
below my balcony lives Mayu Hamada, a beautiful young Japanese schoolgirl,
in a house with her mom and dad.  Despite her shy appearance, Mayu has some
strange habits.  I caught her a couple of times, parading around outside
without panties, sometimes wearing very little at all.  Intrigued one day,
I approached her and her mother at a grocery store, and they agreed to let
me teach Mayu English.  During our lessons, Mayu continued to tease.  A few
days later, she and her best friend Megumi asked me to be their bodyguard,
and I ended up kissing Mayu in a fast food restaurant.  A week or so later,
I asked her out on a date, but she ended up inviting Megumi to come along
with us to the beach.  The two of them got changed right on the beach
accidentally(?) flashing their taut little bodies to the crowd of guys
hanging around.

   Anyway, eventually Megumi settled down, and we spread out our towels on
the sand.  The crowd around continued to stare at the two of them in their
skimpy bikinis for quite a long time, but they just ignored it, and went in
swimming.  I stripped down to my swim trunks, and put on some sun block. 
Mayu and Megumi always seemed quite skilled at their cheerleading routines,
but neither of them were quite as good at swimming.  Still, they laughed,
and played in the waves, and definitely seemed to be having a good time.  I
was a bit concerned because some of the boys seemed to be following them
around, but the two of them kept their distance, and eventually came back
to where I was.

   "Ohiru wa dou shimasu?  (What do you want to do for lunch?)," Mayu asked
cheerfully.

   "Eki no hou ni omise aru deshou.  (There are some restaurants back by
the station)," I suggested.  Mayu towelled off, took a hoodie out of her
bag, and pulled it on.  She bent over to gather up her stuff, and I found
myself staring at her cute little bikini-clad ass.  She noticed, and asked,

   "Doushita no?  (What's wrong?)."

   My mind raced for an excuse.

   "Suna tsuite iru zo.  (You've got sand on you)," I deadpanned.  Megumi
tilted her ass towards me, and asked,

   "Atashi wa?  (What about me?)."

   I grinned, glad for the opportunity to examine Megu's ass more closely.
I gave it a gentle swat pretending to be brushing off the sand.

   "Chotto ne.  (A bit)."

   Mayu pulled up the hem of her hoodie to take a better look at her own
tight little butt.  She slid her fingers in the bikini bottom pulling it
away from her soft flesh.  She glanced back at me somewhat teasingly as she
straightened it out.  Was this an invitation?  She was such a precocious
little tart.

   Megumi pulled on a sweatshirt, and we walked back towards the street.  A
lot of the guys back on the beach stared at the two of them as we walked
away, obviously sad to see them go.  We wandered into a burger chain. 
There were a bunch of surfer guys in long swimming trunks milling around,
glancing over at Mayu and Megu and talking amongst themselves.  They seemed
a bit put off by my presence, but I just smiled at them calmly.  Once we'd
got our food, we walked up the short stairs, and sat down in one of the
booths away from the window.  Mayu kept looking down, and fiddling with her
bottoms.

   "Doushita no?  (What's wrong?)," I asked.

   "Nanka nurunuru shite kimochi warui.  (It feels kind of clammy and
gross)," she mugged.  She glanced a bit nervously back at the surfers
sitting around by the window behind her, but finally, got up.  "Chotto itte
kuru ne.  (I'll be right back)," she called back as she scurried off to the
washroom.  I looked over at Megu wondering what Mayu might be up to, but
she just shrugged, and slid another french fry into her mouth.  Soon, Mayu
peeked her head out of the washroom door.

   "Megu, taoru wo totte kite.  (Megu, can you hand me my towel?)"

   Megu dug it out of Mayu's bag, but handed it to me to take over.  I got
up, and walked over to the door of the ladies' room.  Mayu was standing
there leaning forward clutching the hem of her hoodie trying to hide her
crotch from me.  However, behind her, I could see the reflection of her
cute little bikini ass in the mirror.  She took the towel from me with a
playful little grin waiting for me to go back to our table before going
back inside.  I sat back down, and ate a bit more, but my curiosity was
getting the better of me.  I gestured in apology to Megu, and got back up.

   "Ee?  Doko ni iku no?  (What?  Where are you going?)," she asked
surprised.

   "Chotto.  (Just over there)," I replied.  I went into the guys'
washroom, and washed my hands, but on the way back out, I couldn't resist
checking in on Mayu.  I gently pressed the girls' door open peeking in.

   As I suspected, she'd stripped out of her hoodie and bikini, and was
standing there naked with her back to me in front of the mirror drying off
her body.  Her skin was still fairly light, but it was even whiter still in
the triangle on her ass where her bikini had been.  Her ass curved out
quite nicely, pudgy-looking and soft, with this cleft in each cheek showing
what good shape she was in from all her cheerleading.  She had threaded the
towel between her legs and was pulling it back and forth, ostensibly in an
effort to dry off her wet pubic hair.  I thought I could hear her moaning
slightly, muffling her own voice with her hand, as the soft towel brushed
against her sensitive little clit.

   Just looking at her made me want to...  I mean, I was so taken with her
beauty I forgot for a moment where I was.  She looked back this way, so I
quickly shut the door, and scurried away, but I could hear her calling.

   "E?  Dare na no?  (What?  Who is it?)."

   I was so glad she hadn't realized it was me.  When she finally came out,
she had her hoodie back on, but was struggling to hold the hem down to
cover both her crotch and her backside.  Surely she hadn't come out here
bottomless?  She promptly sat down, and I couldn't contain my curiosity.

   "Noopan na no?  (You're not going commando, are you?)"

   "Yada.  Chigau yo.  (Are you kidding?  No way)." She lifted up her
hoodie to show me she was wearing a pair of snug-fitting khaki shorts. 
Megumi laughed, but Mayu looked offended.  "Nani kangaete n no?  Sukebei.
(What are you thinking?  Pervert!)"

   I couldn't understand what she was getting so upset about.  Knowing how
she was, it wasn't that farfetched, especially after watching them get
changed on the beach there earlier.  I didn't understand how they could be
so brazen one minute and so indignant the next.  There was still a lot I
had to learn.

   On our way out, I noticed one of the surfer guys pull off his sunglasses
to get a better look at Mayu and Megu as they passed.  Mayu tilted her body
to the side, trying to squeeze past without showing them her rear, but she
accidentally bumped her butt cheek against the table behind her.  She
jumped, let out a little squeal, and looked down, knocking her own
sunglasses onto the floor.  One of the surfers was kind enough to pick them
up for her, but she hesitated to let go of the hem of her sweatshirt which
she was holding down to cover her ass.  He finally placed the sunglasses
back on her head giving her this big satisfied grin.  She quickly scrambled
down the stairs, while all of us watched her cute little behind.  A couple
of the surfers got up, and followed us to the door, but they stayed there
as we walked away.

   "Mou oyoganai no?  (Aren't you going in swimming again?)" I asked.

   "Shima no hou ni ikou.  (Let's go to the island)," Mayu finally
suggested.  Megu nodded, and off we went.  We crossed the bridge to the
island, and stopped in some of the souvenir shops.  I bought each of them
some ice cream and a box of treats to take home with them.  We climbed up
the mountain, and rested in one of the tea shops that looked out over the
ocean.  It was a beautiful place, and I was grateful to Mayu for suggesting
it.

   Megu got up, and headed off to the washroom to change out of her
swimsuit.  I looked over at Mayu, wondering what she thought of this, our
first real excursion away from the city together.

   "Dou?  Tanoshii?  (So what do you think?  Are you having fun?)," I
asked. She looked at me thoughtfully for a moment, but then turned to look
out over the ocean.  I found my eyes wander down to her ass, tightly
encased as it was in her shorts.  Even clothed, she looked great.

   "Maa, ii kana.  (Well, it's not too bad I guess)," she shrugged
diffidently.

   "Ne kondo shibuya de hon'yaku no nakama to paatii ga aru kedo, issho ni
ikanai?  (By the way, coming up there's this party in Shibuya with some of
my translator friends.  Do you want to come with me?)"

   "Paatii?  Kiru mono nai naa.  (A party?  I don't have anything to
wear)."

   "Ja, wakatta.  Ore katte ageru kara.  (That's OK.  I'll buy you
something)."

   She looked up a bit surprised I guess that I would offer.  She didn't
answer right away, but it seemed to me that she just might come.

   Megumi came back to the table dressed in her school uniform.  It was
getting late, so we'd have to hurry.  Their parents would probably be
wondering where they were.  Mayu headed off to the washroom next, and came
back in the same sailor suit as Megumi.

   We headed back down the mountain to the station, and got on the train
back to Tokyo.  At our station, Megumi walked part way with us, and then
thanked me for the day.  She was a good kid and a good friend to Mayu.  As
we got closer to Mayu's house, I asked again about the party, but Mayu just
said we were going to meet again the next day anyway for our lesson, so we
could talk about it then.  I wasn't really sure where this all was heading,
but in many ways, it had been a good day.  I had pleasant dreams that
night.

   The next morning, I dressed up in serious teacher duds, worried a bit
about Mayu's parents.  I rung the doorbell, and Mayu's mom answered.  Her
dad was out playing golf it seemed.  Her mom yelled up the stairs for Mayu
to come downstairs and study at the dining room table.  Mayu came down
wearing these loose fitting white track pants, a yellow crop top and a pair
of glasses.  I didn't realize she even wore glasses, but maybe this was
just for the benefit of her mom to show she was serious about studying.

   We got right down to studying, but with her mom in the kitchen looking
out at us, we were both on our best behavior.  Soon lunch was ready, but
her mom invited me to stay, and eat with them.  We cleared off our books,
and she brought out a wonderful home cooked meal of roasted fish, spinach
with sesame, rice and soup.  I complimented her mom on her cooking, and her
mom laughed, and denied any great skill.  I was glad I seemed to be in her
good books.

   My eyes wandered back over to Mayu, and I noticed she had a small pink
metallic box-thing clipped to her waistband.

   "What's that?" I asked her in English.

   "My cell phone," she answered, proud that she knew the right English
word.  She took it off, and opened it up to show me.  It was more or less
like mine, but a bit more compact and somewhat girly in design.  When her
mom got up to go to the kitchen, we exchanged phone numbers, and then Mayu
clipped it back onto her belt.  As she did so though, it tugged at the
loose waistband of her track pants exposing a bit more of the bare skin of
her cute round butt.  She looked straight ahead the same as before, but I
could now see the crack of her ass peeking out from above the waistband. 
Intrigued I decided to pursue this a little further.

   "Do you know about SMS?" I asked continuing in English.  She looked over
at me, unsure, so I reached down, and took a hold of her cellphone
ostensibly to show her.  I tugged on the waistband a bit more trying to
drag it down, but Mayu shot me a stern look, and then glanced over at her
mother who was just behind us.  Mayu patiently waited for her mother to
pass, and sit down, and only then raised her rear allowing me to do as I
would with her waistband.

   I dragged it down a little further until I could see both of her
glorious white buttocks cheeks.  Rather than bothering to pull it back up,
she just sat down right like that leaving her bare bottom exposed for me to
ogle.  Didn't she care?  Surely she must realize that I might find her bare
ass more than a little arousing.  Or perhaps this was just another one of
her games, her way of getting off by exposing herself while her mother was
here.  I pretended to scroll through the menu on the cellphone, all the
while examing her bare ass from this direction and that.  It was
magnificent, perfect, round and marshmellowy, still with the tanlines from
the day we had spent in the sun.  The more I studied it, the harder it
became to conceal my mounting hard-on.

   "Maa, keitai wa ato de sureba.  Ima dezaato wo dashimasu kara.  (Maybe
you could work on the cellphone later.  I'm just about to serve dessert),"
her mom said heading back to the kitchen.  I tensed worried that her mom
might notice what I had done to her daughter's pants, but Mayu just kept
staring straight ahead, and somehow this managed to fool her mother into
thinking nothing was wrong.  Her mom brought out a dish of fresh
strawberries, some toothpicks and serviettes, and set them down on the
table, smiling away the same as ever.  I reached down, and clipped the
cellphone back onto Mayu's waistband, and she shot me a look as I tugged at
it, trying to bring it down even more.  She wiped some sweat from her brow,
and then got up to pick up a toothpick to skewer a strawberry with.  Unable
to resist the temptation, I gave the cellphone another little tug, but what
happened next shocked even me.  Her waistband snapped, and fell down to her
knees.  She spread her legs trying to stop it there, but the weight of the
cellphone was too great, and her pants fell all the way down to her ankles.
She quickly covered her pubic hair with her hand, but my cock had gone into
overdrive.  Here she was standing there bottomless just across the table
from her mom.

   "Dou shita n no?  (What's wrong?)," her mom asked noticing the sudden
change in Mayu's expression.

   "Iya, nandemo nai.  (No, nothing at all)," she smiled sweetly.  Inside
though she was doubtless cursing me and my stupid prank.  I wanted to help,
but neither of us could figure out quite what to do with her mom looking
on. Mayu finally sat back down, her left hand covering her pubic hair, her
whole body tensing and straightening up as she tried to hide how
embarrassed she must feel.  God, she had such beautiful creamy thighs, that
divine ass, and if she'd just move her hand...

   Mayu quickly gobbled down her strawberry, and leaned forward to pluck
another one off the plate.  As she did so, she pulled her left hand away
from her pussy.  A first, I wondered if she had decided to oblige, and show
me her pussy, but instead, she swung her hand down, and scooped up her
fallen pants, desperately trying to pull them back up without tipping off
her mom.  The far side was caught on her calf, and no matter how hard she
struggled she couldn't pull them all the way up.

   She looked over at me plaintively obviously asking for help, but I had a
problem of my own.  My erection had grown to the point where if I stood up
her mom would surely notice.  I leaned forward pretending to be tying m
shoes, and pulled the waisband free of her calf, but next it got caught
around her knees.  She teetered there for a moment, blushing profusely from
the embarrassment of flashing me her most private places, but finally sat
down her pants still caught around her knees.  Sweat was pouring down the
sides of her face, but she was still doing her best to conceal her feelings
from her mom.  She glanced down at her pussy, trying to hide her blushing
face in her hair.  Just then, the phone rang.

   "Ara otousan kashira.  (I wonder if that's your father)." Her mom seemed
in no hurry to answer obviously expecting Mayu to get it.  Mayu finished
off her strawberry, and cautiously half stood up desperately trying to pull
her pants back up.  They were stuck on her thighs now, and she couldn't get
them back up, so she ended up sitting back down.

   "Mayu osoi yo.  Atashi deru ne.  (Mayu, you're so slow.  I'll get it),"
her mother finally volunteered.  Her mother finally turned her back on us,
so Mayu bravely stood straight up, and pulled her pants the rest of the way
up.  She glared at me clearly furious over the humiliation I'd caused her.
We'd managed to escape without her mother finding out, but I'd been little
help.  I'd wanted to.  I really did, but somehow...

   Her mom came back cleared off the table, so we could continue our
lesson. Mayu continued to glare at me every time her mother wasn't looking,
but somehow I managed to get through to the end of the lesson.  I gathered
up my stuff, and thanked Mrs.  Hamada for the meal.  Mayu came with me to
the front door, pulled on her runners, and followed me out.  Closing the
door behind her, she started yelling,

   "Nan no tsumori datta?  Atashi no karada sonna ni miryokuteki?  (What
were you thinking?  Is my body so appealing?)."

   I nodded an apology, but it seemed that there was little I could do to
calm her down.  I'd clearly been way out of line.  Of course, I hadn't
really planned to pull her pants all the way down, but there was no denying
that I had been curious to get a better look at her.  Mayu's voice was
getting louder and louder to the point I worried her mom might hear, but
telling her to hush just got her angrier still.

   "Sonna ni mitai no?  Ee?  Dou da?  (You really want so much to see my
body?  Do you?)," she continued to rant, flying way off the handle.  I
sheepishly nodded a yes, but that just made her really lose control.

   "Ja, kanaete yaru yo.  (OK, then, well, I'll do it!)" She ripped open
the bow on her waistband, and yanked her pants back down.  Of course, I was
glad in a way that she seemed so willing to show me her most precious
assets, but this time we were out on the street.  There were cars streaming
by just a little further down at the intersection.  We were standing in
plain view of my whole building, and the peeping tom boy from the other day
lived just next door.  Mayu had completely lost it though.  She ripped her
track pants off from right over her running shoes, and threw them at me.  I
was fascinated that she was willing to strip naked right here in front of
her house, knowing her mom was just inside, and her dad god knows where,
but somehow I had to rein her back in.  Her mom was bound to wonder what we
were doing out here, and if she came out, and found her dear virgin
daughter naked from the waist down...  I shudder to think of the
consequences.

   Mayu's whole body was shaking like crazy.  She'd spread her legs wide,
and put her hands on her hips proudly showing me her bush, but it was
obvious from her expression that she was caught between anger and mounting
arousal.

   To be continued

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