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Subject: {ASSM} In and around my host family's house {Emi Tsuruta} (F, exhib)
Date: Thu, 17 Apr 2003 21:10:07 -0400
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In most of my posts, I've been telling you about my dates with Ryosuke, but 
actually, a lot of the time he is kind of busy doing other things so we 
don't always see each other that much.  When he's not around, mostly I study 
or check my email or whatever, but sometimes I kind of fool around a bit by 
myself.  It's not like I plan it exactly.  I just kind of fall into it.  
Anyway, I want to tell you a bit about these times, just so you'll get an 
idea what I'm talking about.

For instance, one day, I woke up to find the house all quiet.  It was a 
Tuesday, so I didn't have any classes, but usually, I get up and have 
breakfast with my host family.  I guess I must have slept in, and missed it 
when they left.  It was past nine, so they were probably all at school or 
work by then.  The house is so quiet when they're gone.  It's kind of nice 
though because I can do whatever I want, and not have to worry about them 
seeing me.

There were some birds chirping outside the window.  Our backyard has some 
trees, and at the back there is this gate that leads into a ravine, so there 
are always lots of birds, and sometimes you see squirrels or chipmunks even. 
  At my house in Japan, I guess there are like trees and stuff if you walk 
up the mountain or down to the temples, but there aren't so many animals.  I 
guess cats sometimes, but that's about all.

Anyway, I went downstairs and had some breakfast, but like I said, I felt 
kind of strange, restless, like I wanted to go out and do something.  I sat 
at the kitchen table, and looked out at the backyard.  It's been really cold 
this winter especially for California, but it was sunny out that day.  I 
decided to go out for a walk in the ravine, so after breakfast, I went back 
upstairs, had a shower and got dressed.  I put on my jeans and a sweater, 
and even got out my mittens and scarf just in case it was cold.  I stuffed 
them in my backpack, went down to get my boots and took them to the back 
door.  My boots are this nice shiny black leather, and they almost go up to 
my knees, so they keep me pretty warm even when it's cold out.

Outside it was kind of brisk, but not cold really, more like autumn than 
winter really.  The neighbors on either side must have gone to work, because 
there was no sign of anyone around.  It's kind of funny, but I guess I don't 
spend too much time in my own neighborhood.  I'm usually at school, or 
downtown or meeting Ryosuke somewhere halfway between our houses.  It's kind 
of a nice area though.  There is more space between the houses than in 
Japan, and there's lots of greenery.  I was surprised how quiet it was 
because on weekends it seems like there are always a lot of people around.

Just on the other side of the gate, there is a large grassy area like a park 
with trees all around the edge.  It looked like there were some people 
standing at the entrance way off to the left.  On the trees on the other 
side, there seemed to be some kind of path though, so I followed it down.  
It was kind of rocky and muddy and dark, but down at the bottom, there was a 
little creek with a path running beside it.  It reminded me of that hiking 
trail I told you about a couple of posts ago.  I suddenly remembered that 
whole trip, and how it had felt walking around in the woods in the nude.  I 
don't know what came over me, but I suddenly got this feeling that I wanted 
to do it again.  Still, the place I told you about really was pretty 
deserted and miles away from Oceanview, but this was right by my house.  I 
ultimately chickened out, and came back to the house, but starting from that 
time I began to think more and more about doing something like that.

A few Tuesdays later, I woke up to find my host family gone again.  I got 
up, had a shower, and then came back to my room.  I realized I would have to 
do my laundry.  I pulled on my navy hooded sweatshirt and a pair of shorts, 
and carried all my laundry down to the basement where the washer is.  After 
I'd got it all in, I came back upstairs, and had some breakfast.  Out the 
back window, it was looking a bit cloudy out, like it might rain.  After 
breakfast, I washed up the dishes, and went back upstairs to get the next 
load of laundry ready.  I remembered I was running a bit short of laundry 
detergent, so I wondered if I should go to the store and get some more.  I 
got out my keys and my change purse, and stuffed them into the small pockets 
of my shorts.  They were so heavy that I could feel the weight pulling my 
shorts down, so I had to tighten the drawstring at the waist to keep the 
shorts from falling off.  When I got downstairs though, I found that there 
was enough detergent to do another load after all.

As I walked back up the stairs, I could feel the drawstring coming loose 
again from the weight of my keys and change purse.  I started to do it up 
again, but then I got a naughty thought.  This would be the perfect excuse 
to get naked.  If I leave the drawstring loose, my shorts will just fall 
down, and I'd be left there in only my pullover.  I stood at the top of the 
stairs peeking out at the big picture window in the living room.  I wondered 
if anyone was outside walking past.

We live in a pretty quiet neighborhood.  I don't see many cars drive down 
our street or even people walking by, but our house is not too far from the 
corner of a busier street.  Hiding behind the wall, I peered out the window. 
  It looked pretty quiet.  Most people had gone to work by now.  I know this 
may sound silly, but I was starting to get all nervous, thinking about 
taking my clothes off.  I took a deep breath to try to calm down.

I re-tied the drawstring pretty loosely, so it was hanging fairly low around 
my waist.  I walked out into the living room in full view of the front 
window.  I don't know why, but my heart was beating pretty fast.  My shorts 
stayed hanging on though.  A bit disappointed, I walked up the stairs to my 
room on the second floor, but I couldn't stop thinking about it.  I came 
back out and bounded down the steps trying to see if my shorts would fall.  
I could feel the waistband loosening, and slipping down, but they stayed up 
for quite a while.

The bell for the dryer rang, so I finally went down, and got my stuff out.  
It was still a bit damp though, so I thought of hanging it up on the 
clothesline in the backyard to dry.  I piled it in my laundry basket, and as 
I started climbing the stairs, I felt my waistband slipping down.  I made it 
as far as the living room, but it took both hands to hold the big laundry 
basket, so I couldn't catch my shorts as they fell to the floor.  Getting 
excited again, I stepped out of them, and just sort of enjoyed the feeling 
of being bottomless for a while.  I might have been getting a little bit 
wet, you know, down there.  Suddenly, I realized someone might be able to 
see me from the window, so I walked over to the front door leaving my shorts 
on the floor back in the living room.  I stood with my back to the door 
feeling the cool wood on my bum.  My thoughts were racing.  Why was I 
getting excited?  I'm still inside safe and sound.

I pulled the basket away from my front, to take a look at how much of my 
legs and secret places you could see.  This pullover is kind of a dangerous 
length, not really long enough to hide my pussy and bum, especially if I 
raise my arms.  I couldn't quite see my pubic hair from above, but I could 
feel the air wafting over my bare behind, and this was getting me all 
excited.  I set the basket down on the counter by the door, and then opened 
the door a crack to peek outside.  I was getting more and more excited at 
the thought of going outdoors.  There didn't seem to be anyone out there, so 
I pulled down the sweatshirt to cover my pussy and opened the door a bit 
more.  It felt so electrifying to be there like that half naked so close to 
the street.

Leaving the door open, I sat down on the stairs to put on my shoes.  The 
feeling of the carpet on my bum got me so excited I spread my legs wide open 
flashing my pussy at the open door.  I picked up the laundry basket, and 
just kind of stood there, debating whether I should go out or not.  In the 
end, I just closed the door, but my heart was still racing.  I wanted so 
much to go outside and enjoy the warm sun and the gentle breeze on my skin.

I walked back through the living room not bothering to cover my bare behind 
as I paraded past the front window.  Now that I think about it, I probably 
should have been more careful, but I was feeling so naughty by then.  It was 
almost like I didn't care anymore who saw me.  When I came to the back door, 
I peeked out the window to try to tell if our neighbors were out in their 
backyards or not.  I couldn't see so well from the window, so I cautiously 
opened the door and stuck my head out.  Almost without thinking, I spread my 
legs, and ran my hand down between them heating up my desire.  I normally 
don't do things like that, but for some reason that day, I couldn't stop 
myself.

Realizing it wouldn't look good if I got caught by one of our neighbors 
playing with my hello kitty in my backyard, I straightened up, and pulled 
the hem of my sweatshirt down to cover up.  Carrying the basket in front of 
me to hide my exposed pussy, I stepped out onto the patio at the back of the 
house.  Luckily our neighbors weren't in their yards.  I don't see them in 
their backyards very often.

I quickly started hanging up my clothes on the line.  Loretta is pretty 
tall, so the clothesline is way up in the air.  I had to stretch way up to 
reach, and this pulled my sweatshirt up, so there was nothing covering my 
pussy or bum at all.  I tried to pretend I was just hanging up the laundry, 
but I was getting so turned on that I was quivering.  I emptied the basket, 
and hurried back inside where I could touch myself without having to worry 
about people watching.  I took the basket back upstairs to my room, and 
tried to settle down.  Once I get like this, it gets harder and harder to 
settle down.

I decided to give Ryosuke a call.  Ryosuke has classes on Tuesday, but I 
tried to get him on his cell.  I got his voice mail.

"It's Emi.  Can you call me?"  I set the phone back down and let out a big 
sigh.  I had to think of something to get my mind off going outside.  I 
started to clean up my room - put my books back on their shelves and vacuum 
the floor.  I didn't want my sweatshirt to get dusty, so I took it off, and 
looked at my naked body in the mirror.  I started gently massaging my 
breasts and playing with my pussy while I watched my reflection in the 
mirror.  I spread my legs and pulled apart my pussy lips, so I could see the 
pink inside.  I wanted so much to have Ryosuke inside me.  My breathing grew 
faster, and I almost made it to orgasm as I stroked myself.  Oh god!  What 
am I becoming?  The first wave passed, and I managed to stop, but the echoes 
of my arousal continued on.  I wiped myself off with a towellette, and threw 
it in the garbage.

I finally managed to calm down enough to think sense.  I decided to put on 
my bikini, and do some sunbathing in our backyard.  That would be safer.  We 
have a few reclining lawn chairs, so I went out and lay down on one of them. 
  The warm sun felt so good on my skin.

I was just starting to relax when all of a sudden I remembered the time I 
caught my sister sunbathing in the nude in the yard next to our house back 
in Japan.  At the time, I thought she was crazy.  The people in the houses 
across the street or even someone walking by on the sidewalk might be able 
to see her.  By comparison, Loretta's backyard in Oceanview was a lot more 
private.

I reached around and undid my bikini top letting the straps fall down onto 
the chair.  I've got to admit I got a bit of a rush just from being almost 
topless like that in the backyard.  I lay like that for a while, and then 
started fiddling with my bottom.  There was still no sign of anyone, so I 
cautiously began to pull down my bikini bottom too.  The cool breeze 
tickled, but it excited me as well.  I pulled the bottom all the way down to 
my knees but just let it hang there and lay back down.  I couldn't believe I 
was lying there with my bum helplessly exposed.  I felt so naughty and 
aroused.

I lay there for a while, but still no one came out, so eventually I just 
pulled my bottoms right off.  I still had on my sandals, but other than that 
I was completely naked.

I picked up the book I was reading and holding it in front of my pussy, I 
carefully rolled over to face upward.  I was so excited my whole body was 
shaking.  I nervously reached down and picked up my cell phone.  I'll phone 
Ryosuke and promise myself I have to stay naked like this till he can get 
here.  I was so nervous that I knocked my book onto the ground.  I sat up 
and bent forward trying to cover my breasts with my hair while I dialed 
Ryosuke.  I just got his voice mail again on his cell, so I tried his host 
family's place.  He'd never believe I was calling him naked from my 
backyard, but I was sure he'd rush right over just to be sure.  He'd been 
trying to get me to do something like this for ages.

"Hello."  It was Mr. Francis, Ryosuke's host father.  I was so surprised to 
hear his voice at first I didn't say anything.  "Hello."

"Uh hello, Mr. Francis, this is Emi Tsuruta, Ryosuke's classmate from 
Oceanview U."

"Oh, Emi, how are you?"  I glanced down at my naked body, feeling distinctly 
embarrassed to be talking to him while lying there in the nude.  I crossed 
my legs to try to hide my pubic hair.

"Uh... I'm OK.  Is Ryosuke there?"

"OK just a moment, and I'll check."  He pressed the hold button and this 
loud music starting coming out of my cell phone speaker.  I started worrying 
that the neighbors might hear, so I cover the speaker with my hand.  It 
seemed to take him forever to come back.  I began to wonder if he had 
somehow sensed I was nude, and had left to head over here.  I felt more and 
more panicky each moment that passed, but eventually the music stopped.

"I'm sorry Emi.  I'm afraid I can't find him.  Would you like me to give him 
a message?"

"No that's alright..."

"He was telling me your father works in personnel."  Ryosuke had often told 
me how much his host family loves to talk.  I wouldn't have minded so much 
if I had been dressed, but sitting there stark naked in my backyard made it 
hard to concentrate on the conversation.

"Um yes, that�fs right."  He went into a long monologue that I couldn't 
quite catch as I fumbled around for my bikini bottom.  It wasn't on the seat 
anymore.  It must have fallen onto the grass on the other side of the chair.

"Don't you think so?" Mr. Francis asked.  Not wanting to seem rude, I 
answered,

"I guess." and then stood up to fetch my suit.  Standing and walking made me 
all the more aware of my nudity.  I was beginning to feel pleasurable 
feelings building up inside of me.  Mr. Francis was still talking, but all I 
could think of was whether he could see me standing there in the nude.  This 
was of course silly because Ryosuke's house was miles away, but hearing his 
voice made Mr. Francis seem so close.

I found my bikini bottoms and picked them up, but I no longer felt like 
putting them on.  I set them back down on the chair, and started walking, 
almost like I was hypnotized, towards the driveway.

"... and that would be the perfect solution."

"Listen, Mr. Francis do you think I could call you back?"

"Sure, but I want you to think about what I've said.  I do think it really 
would be best for everyone."  I was so excited then that I was no longer 
thinking straight.  I was standing naked huddled just behind the edge of the 
house staring out at the street.  The thought flashed through my head that I 
should invite Mr. Francis to come over, so I could show him what I was 
doing, but I immediately realized this was crazy.

"OK, I will.  Goodbye." I hung up suddenly.  I ended up apologizing to him 
next time I talked to him, but I was too far gone at the time to care.  I 
loved the feeling of the warm sun and gentle breeze on my naked body.   
Something was drawing me towards the street in front of the house.  I could 
almost picture myself walking to the store naked like this and seeing what 
everyone would do.  Oh, but I don't have my wallet.  I walked quickly over 
to the back door, and breathed a sigh of relief as I stepped back into the 
shelter of the house.

What had gotten into me?  I can't just walk around naked outside like that.  
I took off my sandals, and walked from the kitchen into the living room.  
The curtains on the big picture window were wide open looking out onto the 
street, so I dashed through and over to the stairs and back up to my room.  
What was I thinking?  I can't even walk around inside the house without 
being afraid of being caught.  How could I even think of doing this outside?

I sat down on my bed enjoying the feeling of my soft bedspread on my naked 
bum.  I tried phoning Ryosuke on his cell phone again, but there was still 
no answer.  If only he were here, he could help calm me down.  I couldn't 
stop thinking about going outside again in the nude.  I found my wallet, but 
I had calmed down enough to realize that I couldn't very well just walk out 
the front door in the nude.  I'd better work on something else.

I sat down at my desk and stared at my computer and notebooks and stuff.  In 
the bottom drawer, I keep my diary where I write down about everything 
Ryosuke and I do.  I started leafing through it, but that just got me more 
excited again.  I picked up the cell phone and tried Ryosuke again, but 
still nothing.  If you don't answer soon, I really am going to do something 
crazy.

I lay down on my bed thinking for a while.  I couldn't calm down though.  I 
had to do something.  I went to my closet, and got out a long t-shirt.  
Maybe I could go out for a walk like this.  Decided, I put it on, picked up 
my small leather backpack, and went downstairs.  I picked up my keys and 
change purse, got my sandals from the back door and sat on the stairs to put 
them on.  I looked down at my t-shirt.  When I spread my legs open, you 
could see my pussy as clear as anything.  I would have to be careful not to 
sit down or fall or else someone would see a lot more of me than they 
expected.

As I walked to the store, I felt so much like touching myself.  It would be 
so easy to just reach down and...

In the store, the clerk turned as I walked in, and looked straight at the 
hem of my t-shirt.  I immediately worried that I'd gone way too far, and 
that he was watching my bare behind as I walked nervously to the back of the 
store.  I could feel his gaze burning into my back.  I crouched down just 
for a split second to pick up a carton of milk, and I'm sure this pulled my 
hem up exposing my bare bum.  I was feeling more and more horny, and I 
wasn't even touching myself this time.  I walked from aisle to aisle trying 
to hide from the clerk's eyes, but all the time, getting hotter and hotter.  
Before I decided to do something rash I walked up to the counter to pay.

While I was paying some other people walked in and looked at my hips as 
well.  I hoped that it was just the t-shirt that they were staring at.  
After that, I hurried quickly home.  I put the milk in the fridge and went 
upstairs to my room.  I lay on my bed for a long time, thinking about what 
I'd done and eventually teasing myself to orgasm.

A few weeks later, I was at it again.  I was getting much braver at this as 
I went along.  I didn't even bother to put on my clothes on after my shower. 
  It was garbage pick up day, so I decided I better put my own garbage out.  
Walking down the stairs, I peeked out the front window, but the coast seemed 
clear, so I walked naked all the way round to the back door.  Realizing I 
should put on my sandals, I ran to the front door to get them, streaking 
past the window on the way there and back.  I stood at the back door for a 
long time, wondering if I should put some clothes on.  This would just be 
for a second, so maybe it would be alright.

Cautiously, I opened the back door, and stepped out onto the patio 
completely in the nude.  It felt so amazing to finally be nude outside again 
that I almost forgot what I was doing.  I nipped around to the side of the 
house where there is a narrow alley between our house and the next.  Most of 
the way down the alley I would be safe from view, but then it opens up to 
the neighbor's front yard on the left.  I couldn't tell if they were home or 
not.  The curtains on the nearest window were drawn, but that didn't 
necessarily mean that they weren't home.  I stood at the edge of their house 
for quite a long time trying to decide if I should try to go all the way to 
the tool shed just by the street at the front of our house.  I couldn't just 
leave the garbage here, but going back for my clothes would be like 
chickening out.

I finally made up my mind and walked calmly towards the street.  The 
curtains at the front of the neighbor's were open, and I felt goose bumps 
all over, as I wondered if I was being watched.  Gathering my courage, I 
moved around to the side of the shed where I was in view of the house across 
the street.  They had a whole bunch of trees in their yard, so they probably 
wouldn't be able to see me anyway.  This perhaps made me feel too safe, and 
I started edging around closer and closer to the corner of our house.  I 
could now see the two storey house just a bit of a ways down the street, and 
the curtains on that window were open too.   I was torn, half of me wanting 
to go back and hide, but the other half wanting to see how far I could go.

The devil in me won out, and I stepped right out into the middle of the 
street.  I covered my mouth unable to believe I was standing there naked in 
the middle of my street in broad daylight.  Down at the corner, I could see 
cars racing by on the main street there.  I didn't even cover up.  I just 
let them look at my hardening breasts and moistening pussy.  The cars just 
kept streaming by with no one even slowing down.  I couldn't believe they 
hadn't even noticed me.  I felt like the whole world was going to come 
crashing down on top of me, but everyone else was just business as usual.

Suddenly behind me, I heard two girls' voices.

"Oh my god!"

"See.  I told you so!"

They were coming from our neighbor's house.  I dashed behind the tool shed 
suddenly terrified.  I peeked around the corner, but I couldn't see anybody. 
  The voices seemed to be coming from a slatted window, maybe their 
bathroom, but I couldn't see the girls.  Why had I done such a stupid thing? 
  Now I've finally been caught red-handed.  I ran back down the alley, and 
heard squeals of delight from the two girls.  Oh, this is horrible.  Now 
what do I do?

I made it back inside and ran upstairs and got dressed.  I half expected the 
neighbors' girls to come over and knock on my door, but perhaps they didn't 
know I lived here.  My heart was pumping away like that for hours, but I 
still haven't seen or heard from them, so all I can think is that I got away 
with it.

Anyway, when I told Ryosuke about all this stuff, he was really annoyed.

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I did, but you didn't answer the phone."

Anyway, since then he's been keen on going out somewhere and taking some 
pictures like that.  Since then I've tried to stop doing that kind of thing 
around my house, but maybe if things settle down some more, I'll try again.

Emi Tsuruta

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