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Japan Camp Counselors 7: Consoling Michiyo by Don Gordon The story so far: My name is Ken Maeda, an 18-year-old Japanese-American who is working for the summer as a camp counselor in Japan. All of the other counselors turned out to be beautiful young women: the statuesque Mika, funny Chie, wholesome Kayo, cute Mai, shy Kimiko and intense Michiyo. For a while, it looked like Mai and I were going to go out, but she got too serious a bit too soon, and I ended up falling for her best friend, Chie. Chie and I made love one night on the shore of the river, but since then she has been preoccupied with consoling Michiyo who apparently broke up with her boyfriend. At bedtime, Mika sent me down to make sure all our kids were tucked in, and somehow I got talked into going down to the big communal bath with Sayuri and Yayoi, two of Mika's girls. Suddenly, Mai and Chie came into the bath, so I hid, and then chased Sayuri and Yayoi off to bed, before going out to see Chie and Mai.
"Ara! Ken wa itsu kara haitte kita no? (Oh! Ken, when did you come in?)," Chie cried out, covering her breasts and pussy with her hands. The question sounded innocent enough, but there was something about the way she said it that made me wonder if she had seen me hiding beneath Sayuri in the bath just a few minutes before. Mai strode through the knee-deep water over to where she'd left her towel, and hurriedly wrapped it around her. What I didn't understand was why she was walking around naked outside in the first place if she didn't want to be seen. I guess it was night, and the camp is pretty isolated, but surely the people who live nearby must know about this place. Anyone could just walk round to the side of the building, and the bath would be in clear view. Chie didn't even bother to go for her towel. I was still trying in vain to hide my raging hard-on with my own towel. "Atashitachi no koto wo nozoite ita deshou. (You were spying on us, weren't you?)" Chie shot at me accusingly. She loved to tease me like this, but all I could do was smile wanly, hoping the innocent Mai didn't think I was too much of a letch. Mai turned away, and looked down at the ground, embarrassed by the whole situation. "Koko ni haitta toki, Ken-san inakatta ja nai. Doko de kakureta no? (You weren't here when we came in? Where were you hiding?)," Chie persisted. Damn. Even if Chie hadn't seen me hiding behind Sayuri, she still seemed to have a pretty good idea that something was up. "Sonna ni okoranai de yo. Betsu ni nozoite ita wake ja nai shi. (Don't get so angry. I wasn't spying on you)." "Dattara kaette yo. Ima onna no jikantai dakara. (Then, leave. Now is the women's bath time)." We hadn't really set up a system of men's and women's bath times, but I didn't want to argue either. I took one last look at Chie's tight little body, and then left. I still wanted to talk to her, but anyway, it would definitely be better to get her alone. I got changed, and headed up to the lounge, but no one was around. I started to go back to my room, when I noticed Michiyo's door open. As I walked closer, I could hear her crying again. Something about the way she was crying - her soft sobs - plucked at my heart strings. I felt a bit bad for assuming that she was dark by nature. Now that we were counseling the same age group, we'd been talking more, and it was clear that her silent intensity masked a gentle and kind heart. I debated whether I should leave her to cry, but somehow I couldn't just leave her like that. I knocked, just to see if there was anything I could do. The force of my knock pushed the door open wider, till I saw her lying face down on her bed crying into her pillow in the dark room. She had changed into her off-hours clothes: her backless top and hip hugger jeans. The way she was lying, face down on the bed, you could see the curve of her ass sticking up in the air. Then the strangest thought hit me. I suddenly realized that Michiyo was the only one of the counselors I hadn't seen naked. Her body was a complete mystery to me, but somehow that just got me all the more interested. "Michiyo-san, daijoubu desu ka. (Michiyo, are you alright?)" She stopped sobbing, but didn't pull her head up from the pillow right away. I tensed wondering if I'd gone too far in knocking. She slowly wiped off her face, and raised her head. There were black lines running down her cheeks, her mascara having mixed with her tears. I nervously stepped into the dark room, and handed her a tissue from the box on her desk. She wiped her eyes, but the mascara just spread further. She looked like one of those Goth girls. I just stood there for a moment, but then she rolled back against the wall to let me sit on the edge of her bed. She was obviously in a very emotional state. She looked up at me with wide eyes as if searching for something to believe in. That look tore at my heart. I found myself drawn to her, attracted by her vulnerability. Michiyo looked down for a minute, and then tried to get a grip on herself. "Ken-san, yasashii ne. (Ken, you are a kind man)." "Anooo... (Um)." I wanted to ask her what had happened, but I wasn't sure how to phrase it. Had her boyfriend dumped her before she got a chance to dump him? Or maybe she hadn't really wanted to dump him at all, but knew it was coming. Maybe that's why she'd seemed so intense these last few weeks. Perhaps she wasn't like that at all. Maybe she was a cheerful girl who'd just run into some bad times. She looked back up into my eyes. She formed her lips, wet and glistening, into a little circle as if she were about to say something. They looked so soft and inviting. She radiated this raw sensuality. She lay back on the bed, and half closed her eyes looking up at me almost like a purring cat. Her body was twisted in such a way as to emphasize the fullness of her breasts and the curve of her hips. I looked down at her blouse, and her nipples were sticking up making little indentations in the thin material. The top button of her jeans lay undone. The naked flesh of her taut tummy and belly button was in clear view, but I couldn't quite see where her pubic hair began. I remembered the night when we'd played the King game, and she'd jumped on top of me, her pussy just inches from my throbbing cock. I looked back up at her face, now completely lost in her spell. I wanted to kiss her, to wrap my arms around her, to ease her sorrow, and replace it with joy. She raised herself up, and we sat there our faces poised a few inches from each other. Almost before I realized it, our lips touched. My senses were swirling as I drank in her musky aroma, the delicious taste of her ruby red lips. I'm not sure who initiated it, but she did not resist. I pulled back, but her lips followed me forward. Her loneliness and sadness were melting away into passion and desire. My hands instinctively settled on her breasts, exploring their soft warmth, dabbing at her nipples through the thin cloth of her blouse. I want to see them. Her lips parted, and I slid my tongue in. I pulled at her top, but it was too tight. I fiddled with the strings that ran down each side, but in the darkness, I couldn't see how to get them undone. I lay down beside her, and slid my hands into the waistband of her jeans at the side. They slid down as her hips undulated in and out. Oh god, she's gorgeous. She pulled away, and flipped over on to her front again to give me a better shot at undoing her top. I could just see the top of her round ass cheeks peering out from above her hip huggers. Her hips were beckoning me. I pulled at her jeans, but they were so damn tight. Ever so slowly, I worked them down till the silky smooth flesh of her lilywhite ass slid into view. There was a tan line making me feel like I was entering forbidden territory, one of the precious few to ever get this far. I wondered if she'd slept with her boyfriend. She certainly knew how to get me excited. Finally, I pulled down her jeans far enough to get a glimpse of her pussy between her legs. I was shocked to find the lips of her vulva wet and slippery to the touch. Had she been masturbating when I knocked? Had she been fantasizing about her old boyfriend? Or perhaps about me? I only dared hope. I fumbled in my pocket for a condom. I'd intended to use this on Chie, but Michiyo was in obvious need of consoling. I pulled my hand from between her legs, and ripped open the condom packet, and quickly freed my dragon from its confines. Once he was in proper uniform, I crawled on top of her, and lowered him closer to the gates to the castle. She turned her head to look back at me, but made no move to stop me as I slid him into her waiting pussy. She shuddered as he inched forward squeezing into the wet warm confines of her luscious twat. Her outstretched fingers quivered, as I pushed deeper and deeper inside her. I reached down with one hand, and grabbed her ass stretching it outward, so I could get in deeper. With her legs pinned together by her jeans, she was helpless, struggling to rise. I thought she might be trying to push me off, but then I realized she wanted me to peel off her pants. My cock was burning hot, but I pulled out of her long enough to pull her jeans down and off. She got up on all fours to make it easier for me to reenter her. She had a delicious red twat accented by her lush black pussy hair. As I eased back in, she was already squeezing and milking me mercilessly. It wouldn't be long before I blew. Suddenly from the door, we heard the sound of footsteps and voices. It was definitely Mai and Chie coming back from their bath. The door to Michiyo's room was open, so we could hear them quite clearly. I knew that I had to pull away, and hide, but my lust, my pleasure was so intense. I continued to thrust into Michiyo's delectable cunt. "Michiyo, daijoubu desu ka. (Michiyo, are you OK?)." It was Mai's voice. I was half way out of my head. Mai's voice just made me even more excited. "A, hai. Chotto matte ne. (Yes, just a minute)," Michiyo called out, her voice amazingly calm considering I had my throbbing cock stuck up deep inside her. She moved to pull away from me, but in my fever, I clutched her hips, pulling her back into me. She was clearly close to the edge too because she arched her back, and trembled violently, but finally she managed to claw her way forward, and pull away. I continued to stare at her naked ass, but she quickly got up, pushed me into her closet, and closed the door. I could hear the three of them talking, but I was too far gone to be able to work out what they were saying. I pulled up my pants, but I was still too hard to do up the fly. With some effort, I finally got the dragon back into its cage. After what seemed like forever, Michiyo opened the door, and whispered, "Hayaku itta hou ga ii yo. Chie-chan-tachi wa sugu modotte kuru. (You'd better go quickly. Chie and Mai will be back soon)." I kissed her on the lips, and then quickly tiptoed back to my own room. I was extremely frustrated and nervous as hell. I tried to calm down, but I kept thinking of Michiyo's luscious body and pussy. Unable to take it anymore, I stripped down, and took a cold shower. I changed into my pj's, but sat on my bed debating what to do. It was so quiet, but I couldn't very well take the risk of going back to Michiyo's room. For all I knew, Chie and Mai might still be there with her. As I pondered what to do, a rap came at my door. I opened it, and there stood Sayuri, the girl who'd been grabbing at my penis in the bath earlier. "E? Doushita n da? (What's wrong?)," I asked gruffly, clearly not in the mood for her shenanigans. "Nemurenai. (I can't sleep)." I felt the hairs on my neck stand up as I realized she was only wearing the top half of her pj's. She was holding her pillow in front of her, so I couldn't tell if she had underwear on, but her legs were definitely bare. Nervously peering down the hall, I came out of my room, and pushed her into the stairwell where our voices wouldn't carry so much. "Dattara, jibun no beddo ni modotte, hitsuji demo kazoe na. (Then you'd better get back to your own bed, and count sheep)." She looked up at me with her big innocent eyes, and then looked down sadly, hurt that I would send her back. "Ashita datte iroiro aru kara, hayaku nenai to. Ore mo neru kara. (Tomorrow there's another full day ahead. I'm going to go to sleep too)," I told her in my best counselor tone of voice. She slowly turned away, and started plodding down the stairs. I stared after her, her pj top just barely covering her behind, not quite able to tell if she had panties on underneath. She had an appealing little body, and definitely had a thing for me, but I had more-or-less made up my mind to resist her charms. She'd be gone in a few days, and I didn't want to spoil things with... hmm, whomever it was I ended up going out with. I breathed a deep sigh of relief, and headed back to my room to get some sleep. As luck would have it, the next morning as I left my room, I saw Michiyo coming out of hers. She bowed her head forward to hide her face with her hair, and scurried off in the other direction. "Hey, where are you going?" I called out in English. What is it with these girls anyway? Chie was exactly the same way the night after we did it. I wandered down to the cafeteria. The girls were all in a circle around Michiyo, but they could tell that something had changed. Here, Michiyo was supposed to be heart-broken, but she didn't look that way at all. She almost looked happy. I decided to sit with my kids, but I was glad to see I'd done some good. I could still picture her delectable body naked there in the dim light of her room. We'd missed out on the field day earlier in the week because of the rain, so today we had some outdoor activities planned. Mika's group took the swimming pool, while the rest of us went down the hill. Michiyo's group and mine got to play Daruma-san ga koronda, a game where you have to freeze every time the person who is 'it' is looking at you. They pretty much ran it themselves, while Michiyo and I sat, and watched. I wanted to talk with her about the night before, but she kind of signaled with her eyes that this was not a good idea with so many people watching. At least, she was being friendlier than Chie has been since that night on the riverbank. I started to compare in my mind Chie and Michiyo's skills as lovers. I hadn't managed to go all the way with Michiyo, so I couldn't really compare. We'd just have to do it, and only then would I be able to come to a 'fair' decision, I decided. The morning passed quickly, and soon we went up the hill for lunch. We were a bit early, so we let our kids run back to their rooms. While I was standing alone in the empty cafeteria, Mika's girls came through still dripping wet in their swimsuits from their swim. I spotted Rika, the cute girl whose pussy I'd got a nice view of the night before. She looked pretty foxy in her blue one-piece swimsuit, but she shied away when she saw me watching her. Sayuri though came right up to me, and bumped her shoulder playfully against mine. "Ken-chan, nani shite ita no? (Hey Kenny, what were you doing?)." She'd wrapped a towel around her shoulders, but it didn't go down far enough to cover her crotch. Her swimsuit was pink and silver, and so tight you could see the line of her crack right through the material. I tried not to look at it, but I started to get hard in spite of myself. The other girls went upstairs to change, but Sayuri stayed talking with me jumping around excitedly and spreading her legs to give me the best possible view of her tight little cunt. Against my better judgement, I started to feel attracted to her and her infectious enthusiasm. I wondered what she would be like in bed. Soon though my kids started to flock into the cafeteria, so I left her, and went to pick up my lunch. I sat with my kids, but looked over at where Michiyo, Chie and the other counselors were sitting. Sayuri, however, got in the way, kneeling on the bench between us with her back to me. She leaned way forward giving me a good look at her precious little rear with her slender thong of a swimsuit wedged tightly in between. I couldn't help staring, but my kids started wondering what I was looking at, so I tried to change the subject. Sayuri looked over at me with a look of supreme confidence. She only had a day or two left, but she seemed quite determined. The afternoon went by uneventfully, and at night, we went down to the summer center to let our kids finish up their skits for the big final night bash. Michiyo and I left them to it, and we sat out on the wooden steps of the center enjoying the cool night air. Our close encounter of the night before made it hard to get the conversation rolling. I wanted to pick up where we left off, but I didn't want it to seem like I was just interested in sex. The only thing I could think to talk about was her ex-boyfriend, but she still seemed quite sensitive about that, so ultimately I just kept quiet. This might sound weird, but in Japan, I think it's sometimes a good idea to keep mum when you are just getting to know people. Our kids finished up, and we all headed back up the hill to the main building. Michiyo went to her room, and shut the door. I sat there wondering if I should knock, but then Mika and Kayo showed up. They knocked, but apparently Michiyo told them she wanted to be alone. Mika and Kayo came into the lounge, and they asked me about how the day had gone. For some reason, Mika seemed to have decided I wasn't such a bad guy after all, and our conversation went smoothly for once. Kimiko and Mai came back from tucking all the kids in. I wondered for a sec if I should have volunteered to do that, just for an excuse to drop in on Rika and Sayuri, but it's probably for the best I didn't. It would have sounded too suspicious. Chie came into the lounge, but she seemed a bit on edge. I wondered if she was angry about my "spying" on her and Mai in the bath, or somehow knew about my near miss with Michiyo. She didn't seem too upset, just not her usual friendly self. Everyone seemed pretty tired, so soon enough they all headed back to their rooms. I opened the door to my room, but it seemed so dark and empty. Oh well, tomorrow is another day. I woke up the next morning in kind of a weird mood. As you've probably noticed, I'm not really the sentimental type, but for some reason, I felt sad that this would be our last day together with this group of kids. My own kids had been nice enough, but I found my thoughts drifting to Mika's girls. I'd enjoyed their innocent coquettishness, our game of Jenga and getting coaxed into the bath with Sayuri and Yayoi. It'd been fun. My relationship with Chie and my abortive tryst with Michiyo were of course still on my mind, but they could wait. I wanted to at least say thank you to Mika's girls for welcoming me into their room and their lives. I felt like I owed them that much. Everyone was busy getting ready for the big bash that night. Michiyo and I helped our kids polish up their skits. Michiyo seemed less strained than the last few days. The shock of being dumped by her boyfriend was fading. I didn't know where that left us, but she seemed happier anyway. The day wore on, and I still couldn't find an opportunity to chat with Mika's girls, at least not without arousing the suspicions of the other counselors. After supper, we let our kids go get ready. After the skits, there was a plan to put the smaller kids to bed, and have a dance. I kind of pointed out that I was the only adult male, but Mika explained it was going to be a square dance. All the girls and even the other counselors seemed pretty excited about the idea of a dance, and as I wandered the halls, everyone was busily getting made up, and dressed up nice. I quickly changed into a white shirt and dress pants, and then quietly nipped down to the second floor to see what Sayuri and Yayoi had cooked up. Rika answered their door when I knocked. She was clutching a towel in front of her and obviously in the midst of changing. To be continued Don Gordon If you liked this story, please drop me a line using the form below:
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