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Subject: {ASSM} Year Away in Japan 8: 1st Climax {Don Gordon} (Mf, exhib)
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Year Away in Japan Part 8
By Don Gordon

The story so far: I'm a 23-year old American who's just
finishing up a one year work stint in Japan as an English
teacher in a small town on the coast not far from Tokyo. 
I was all set to go home to my girlfriend, Elise, when
suddenly one morning, one of my students, a cute girl
named Ai, gave me a playful peek under her skirt.  Wonder
of wonders, she had no panties on at the time, and it
turns out that she pulled this little stunt because she's
got the hots for me, and wants me to stay in Japan another
year.  I came down with a fever, and she showed up at my
door.  We've come pretty damn close to screwing a couple
of times, most recently at her place with her parents
nearby.  Despite all this, I'm still determined to go back
to the States, and I finally picked up my plane ticket. 
As time runs out, Ai's friend, Asuka, has stepped in to
try to get me to stay.

I woke up Friday morning in a mixed mood.  This was the
last day of exams, and tomorrow, I'm going home, back to
the U.S. to my family, friends and Elise.  I know that
this is the right thing to do, but for some reason, I
can't shake this feeling of regret.  I keep telling myself
the feeling will go away, but every time I do the image of
Ai will pop back into my head, and I'm not so sure
anymore.

Just before I headed out the door, I fired up my computer,
and checked my email.  The only one I got is a short note
from my friend Ralph back in the States.

"Finally decided to head over there.  Planning to arrive
March 15th.  See you then."

I just looked at the message, and laughed.  Jeez, I
thought I told him I was going back.  Anyway, I'll have to
ask someone at the office if they can help him get set up.
 I shut down the computer, and headed out to work.

The morning exam flew by as I scrambled to finish up my
marking.  Ai was writing the last exam in the afternoon. 
After lunch, my students start filing in to the exam hall,
trudging up the stairs to their seats.  Asuka comes in,
and shoots me a sideways glance before sitting down to
calm herself for the test.  The image of her cute little
pussy, a neatly trimmed triangle of lustrous black pubic
hair, pops into my mind's eye.  Why'd she have to go flash
all those people in the coffee shop the other day?  I
rubbed my cheek where she had kissed me, and sighed.  As
if I don't have enough problems already.

Ai came in, her eyes all red and puffy from crying, no
doubt.  She walked up the stairs to the last row of desks
right at the back, and took her place in the corner near
the window.  Why is she sitting so far away for heaven's
sake?  I know she's angry with me for leaving, but what
else can I do?  I don't belong here.  This is not my home.
 I have a whole life waiting for me back in the States. 
Surely she must understand that.  She just stared down
grimly at her desk.

I passed out the exams.  Keitaro took about half the pile
from me, and helped me pass them out.  The minute hand on
the clock reached one thirty, and I told them to start.  I
sat back down at the front, and looked out at my students
for the last time.  They all had their eyes on the test,
and at the back, I could see Ai writing furiously away.  I
took out the exams from that morning, and worked away at
marking them.

About half way through the test, I looked up for a moment
just to check that no one was cheating.  They all seemed
hard at work.  My eyes drifted up towards Ai in the back
corner.  She looked different.  Suddenly, I realized she'd
undone the buttons on her blouse, and I could see the pink
roundness of her cleavage.  She was still writing away
furiously, but her breasts jiggled back and forth as she
wrote.  I began to worry that some of the other students
might have noticed her open blouse, but everyone still had
their heads down.  If the principal walks by and sees her
like that, I'm bound to get an earful.  I'd better get her
to do her blouse back up.

I picked up a pad of paper and a pencil, and walked up the
stairs to the back of the hall where she was sitting.  As
I came closer, Ai deliberately leaned forward causing her
blouse to fall open further.  She had on a slender gold
necklace wrapped around her collar, and that was the only
thing keeping her blouse from falling wide open.  From
where I was standing, I could see her tits well enough,
and they looked as tantalizing as ever.  God, how can she
sit like that with her gorgeous little tits on display for
the whole class to see?  She straightened up, and looked
at me, acting as if nothing was wrong.  I scribbled out a
note on my pad, and showed it to her.

'Do up your blouse.'

She shook her head, her tits bouncing back in forth in
rhythm, and then went back to working on the test.  Her
eyes were still all red and moist with tears.  This
strange mix of sadness and lust tore at my heart.  I
glanced down at her test paper.  She'd written pages and
pages in just forty five minutes.  As I looked at it more
closely, I realized it was more a letter to me, than
answers to the actual questions.  I didn't have to read it
to know what it said.  I'm sorry, Ai.  I'm really sorry,
but I have to leave.  Please understand.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a student stretching
at the front, and my mind came back to the reality of the
class.  I thought for a sec how to say 'do up your blouse'
in Japanese, and then wrote it out.

'Burausu wo naoshite.'

Ai gave me a little smirk this time, and leaned forward to
write something on my pad.  Her tits dangled invitingly as
she wrote out,

'Yada.' (No way!).

I thought of doing up her blouse myself, but that would
not look good if she resisted, and people started turning
around to look.  I wrote again:

'Onegai!' (Please!)

She stopped writing, and looked up at me curiously.  She
looked down at the other students, but they all had their
heads down hunched over their desks.  She straightened up,
but instead of doing up her blouse, she started to undo
the zipper at the side of her skirt.  What the hell does
she think she's doing?  She lifted her little bum off the
seat, and slid her skirt down her legs letting it drop to
her ankles.

Worse still, she wasn't wearing anything underneath.  My
eyes focused in on her well-groomed little pussy.  She was
holding her legs close together doubtless in
embarrassment, but I could still see her pubic hair
clearly in the bright light of the sun streaming in
through the windows.  She leaned forward to pick up her
skirt, but nervous, she lost her grip, and it slid down
into the next row of desks.  I was half panicking by then
wondering when one of the other students would turn around
and see me standing next to the now almost naked Ai.

Ai looked pretty scared too, but she quietly slid off her
chair, and crouched down on all fours, leaving her cute
little bum high in the air.  I moved around behind her,
and the little vixen spread her legs just to give me a
better look at her pussy.  Her clam-like labia glistened
wet, not quite concealing her clitoris peaking out now
from between the folds.  I couldn't help getting the
hugest erection.  Mesmerized, I reached out to touch her. 
Every moment that passed, I wanted more and more to slide
my rapidly growing cock into that inviting little pussy of
hers to ease these endless weeks of building sexual
tension.  Then, with an effort I managed to focus back in
on the classroom and the exam.  I drew a deep breath, and
struggled to contain my feelings.  Ai was tilting her ass
this way and that, deliberately teasing me even as she
struggled to grab her skirt.

I quietly moved down to the next row of desks, and picked
up Ai's skirt trying not to be seen by any of the other
students.  I handed it to her, and she stuffed it in her
desk, still naked from the waist down with this precious
look of shy embarrassment on her face.  I clasped my hands
together begging her to get dressed, but she just sat
there blushing as she spread her legs to show me her most
prized possession.  She pushed her chair back and it
looked like she was planning to stand up and flash the
whole class.  I put my hands on her shoulders to keep her
down, but I honestly believe she would have stood up if it
hadn't been for the sudden appearance of the principal at
the front door.

Luckily, I saw him before he noticed me, and I ran back
down to the front of the class.  He looked suspiciously up
at Ms. Hoshino, Asuka, the one he thought went around in
"unseemly attire."  Ai had quickly straightened out her
blouse, so at least you couldn't see her tits anymore, but
I was still panicking that he might try to come in, and
walk up that way.  I motioned for him to move out into the
hall praying he hadn't noticed the way Ai was blushing.  I
straightened my crotch to hide my erection, and followed
him out into the hall.

"Gohden-san wa kekkyoku kaeru koto ni shita no ka (So
you've decided to go back to the States?)"

It took a moment for his words to sink in.  How on earth
had he found out?  I guess he'd seen me talking to my
travel agent, and I'd been handing my marks much sooner
than normal, so maybe that was it.

"Aa, hai (Yes, yes, I have)."

"Fuum.  Zannen da na.  Kekkou ninki aru sensei na noni
(That's really too bad.  You're pretty popular as a
teacher)."

I scanned his face for a hint of irony, but found none. 
Thank god, he doesn't know about this whole business with
Ai.  He might not be so keen on me then.

"Iya, maaa, chotto... (Yeah well, I thought it was time to
go home...)."

"Maa, tonikaku kaeru mae ni ikkai ore no tokoro ni kao wo
dashi na (Anyway, before you leave, come by and see me)."

"A, hai (Yes)."

"Njaa (See you later then)."

I bowed my thanks, and watched him walk off.  My heart was
still pounding from the close call.  I was a bit surprised
too that he seemed so sad to see me go.  Once he was out
of sight, I went back into the class.  Keitaro, Asuka, Ai
and a few others were staring at me, evidently having
overheard our conversation.  Ai looked like she was going
to cry again, but at least she'd pulled her blouse back
shut.  Keitaro and some of the others didn't look too
happy either.  I motioned for them to get on with the
test, and then slumped back down into my chair.  Ai
finally did up her blouse, and was no longer looking this
way.

When it came time to hand the tests in, I tensed to see
what Ai would do, but when she stood up she had her skirt
back on.  She must have slipped it on, while I was out in
the hall with the principal.  Keitaro and my other fans
flocked around me, and I had no time to stop Ai before she
stormed out.  Thank god no one had noticed her.  It was
all my fault that she keeps doing these things.  I should
have stopped her right at the start.  After I'd talked
with my fans for a while, I said my goodbyes, and
retreated to the teachers room to finish up the rest of my
marking.

Ai's test turned out to be one long love letter, going
over all the good times we'd had together.  I gave her an
'A,' and packed it away in my briefcase before any of the
other teachers noticed.  They invited me to go out to a
farewell supper with them.  I thanked them, but I begged
off.  They slowly drifted out each one saying goodbye and
wishing me luck.  Around five, I finally finished up the
marking, and packed up my desk.  I stopped by at the
office to hand in my marks, tell them about Ralph, and say
goodbye.  It turned out that the teachers and office staff
had bought me a new briefcase as a farewell present.  I
thanked them all, said goodbye and headed home.  All
evening I worked away at getting packed for my trip back
to the States the next day.

Saturday morning came, and as I was getting ready, a knock
came at the door.  I knew who it must be, and I took a
deep breath to brace myself before opening it.  Sure
enough it was Ai, dressed in jeans, and wearing a dour
expression.  She knew this was it, the last farewell.  Her
eyes were even redder than the day before, and she was so
broken up she could hardly speak.  I continued to pack up
my things, as she sat there on my floor sniffling and
staring down.  We didn't talk.  I didn't know what to say.

Once I was nearly ready to head out, I finally looked at
her, and tried to smile.  She had this look of intense
sadness in her eyes.  I'd been struggling to keep a lid on
my feelings, but seeing her like this pulled at my heart
like few other things ever have.  My throat felt all
clenched up, and there was a dull hardness in the pit of
my stomach.  I resisted the urge to cry.

As I moved my luggage to the door, Ai stood up.  I went
over and wrapped my arms around her, rubbing her back and
her soft hair.  My throat was all dry and tears were
welling up in my own eyes, but the feeling of her warmth
and closeness was arousing other feelings.  She looked up
at me with wet wide eyes, and I leaned down to kiss her. 
This was it, the last farewell.  I held her so tight,
channeling all my pent up feelings into this one last
embrace.  With an effort, I finally let go.  She looked at
me plaintively begging me to stay.  I couldn't take it, so
I turned away from her.  I picked up my bags, and put my
hand on the door handle.

At the last moment, I turned to her for one last look.  I
felt like I could see my own reflection in her dark wide
eyes stained with tears.  Her gentle features, her soft
young lips, her neatly combed hair, her white skin, her
tight little body, and worst of all this look of profound
love radiating from her very being, it was all drawing me
in, in to her world, her sadness, her deep feelings for
me.  I was gripped by this longing to kiss her, to ease
her pain, to return her love which was now so obvious.

We stared into each other's eyes, and I found myself
moving forward, my lips drawn to hers, in a rippling tide
of emotion like I'd never felt before.  Our lips touched,
and I gave myself in to her warmth, unable to control my
passion any longer.  Her eyes brightened with joy and
hope.  She wanted me so much to stay.  Somehow, I couldn't
do it.  I couldn't just leave.

We stood there awkwardly for a moment as I thought what to
do.  I set down my bags, pulled a futon out of the box,
and spread it out on the floor.  She looked a bit
confused.

"But your plane...?" she asked softly, still looking at
me.  I kissed her again, and slowly pulled her down till
she was lying on her back on the futon, her beautiful wide
eyes staring up at me, not sure what was going to happen. 
I wanted so much to have her, to take her, to solve the
mystery of her attraction to me, to know what it felt like
to be inside her, and revel in her warmth.

Unable to control myself, I clawed at her jeans to undo
the front, and struggled to pull them down.  Her fluffy
black pubic hair popped into view, so tempting and
attractive against her white skin.  She seemed surprised,
but made no move to resist.  I slid my hand between her
legs, and probed to find her pleasure zones.  She was not
so wet yet, but as I caressed her precious little slit,
her love juice spilled forward, a slight trickle at first,
but slowly more and more.  My own emotions were swirling
up in a spiral of escalating lust.  I massaged her gently
bringing her up and up, showing her how good this could
feel.  Her cheeks were blushing red as she fought to stop
me, but you could tell that she was enjoying this.  She
looked so sexy like that trying to hide her own horniness.
 I couldn't take it anymore.  I kissed her fragrant pussy
long and deep, and then scrambled over to my bags to dig
out a condom.

She lay back purring catlike, more excited now than sad,
now that she knew what was going to happen.  She was still
fully dressed except that her jeans and panties were down
tangled around the middle of her soft creamy thighs.  She
looked so inviting in that pose.  I wanted to dive on top
of her, but try as I might I couldn't find my damn
condoms.

Tired of waiting perhaps, she struggled to get up her
jeans still wrapped tightly around her lovely young
thighs.  She finally managed to stand, then sexily
sashayed over to the window, her tight little pussy and
round ass still on display.  She kneeled on my bed, and
leaned over to open the window, her bare ass sticking up
in the air, just begging me now to fuck her.

I finally found my condoms.  I quickly pulled down my
pants, ripped one open, and pulled it on.  She looked back
at me, her back arched, waiting.  She spread her legs wide
to give me a better look at her now soaked pussy.

I stood up, my throbbing cock twitching as it drew nearer
to her precious little twat.  I grabbed her by the hips,
and we both shuddered as I inched my pulsing cock in.  She
was so warm and tight, her prone position so sexy that I
almost blew my load right then.  I held her hips tightly,
and she flinched, and moaned as I struggled to push my
screaming member farther and farther in.  God, she is so
tight.  I don't know how much longer I can hold this.

She was gasping out the open window clearly overwhelmed by
my size.  She leaned further and further out the window,
trying to get away from the pressure of my prick against
her delicate maidenhead.  I didn't want to hurt her, but
the desire to push forward was too strong though.  Every
little whimper she made, the squirming of her cute little
ass, the way her pussy was kneading and coaxing my eager
prick were all driving me to plow deep inside her, and
finally feel what lay within.

As I pressed harder and harder, I grit my teeth to keep
from coming, and finally broke through her maidenhead, in
a haze of lust.  She screamed in pain, but the walls of
her virgin pussy started to squeeze me even harder.  I
slowly worked up into a rhythm, pushing my prick in and
pulling it back out, trying to get her past the pain she
was feeling to the pleasure beyond.

Her breathing was deep and uneven.  She looked back at me
over her shoulder, her teeth clenched as well, but then
she motioned for me to pull off her top.  Her head was
half way out the window now, her knees spread wide apart
on the bed, seemingly encouraging me to drill in deep.  I
worried about the neighbors, but wanting to help her
along, I did as she asked, and pulled her top up and off. 
She was wearing no bra, and her tits danced and jiggled in
the open window as I continued to thrust away from the
rear.  I leaned forward to grab her tits, but the
excitement proved too much.  I lost control, and blew my
load.  Wave after wave of pent up semen spewed forth deep
inside her, as I reveled in the exultant feeling of
finally having done it with her.

Once the seemingly endless gush had stopped, I slowly
pulled out of her.  She just kneeled there on all fours
gasping for air.  I pulled her over till she was lying
next to me on the bed.  She was panting like crazy, her
cheeks still all flushed with desire.  I felt sorry that I
hadn't been able to escort her home, but it had definitely
been an intense experience for her, and she was surely
excited by it.  She suddenly looked at me with a panicked
look.

"What about you plane?"

Ah, jeez, I'd forgotten all about it.  I looked at my
watch.

"I'm not going to make it," I wheezed, a bit out of breath
myself.

"Oh, no, hurry, you must go.  No time."  She seemed all
excited now that I not miss the plane.

"It's OK, Ai.  I don't care," I said.  For one thing I
couldn't leave her like this, steal her virginity, and
then just run away.  But even more than that I was
beginning to realize how much I felt for her.  I didn't
know if it was all the little games, the teasing, her love
of risks, how adorable she was, or how much she seemed to
love me.  That all didn't matter.  All I knew was that I
wanted to be with her, to see her again and see where this
went.  As much as I hated to admit it, I wanted to stay.

I didn't explain this all too her, but somehow she sensed
it.  She leaned over and softly kissed me.  I kissed her
back, more insistently now, and she rolled over until she
was on top of me, rubbing her little pussy against my
dick, coaxing it back to life.

"Are you OK?" I asked reaching between her legs to run my
finger along her crack, still quite wet.  She blushed.

"I feel fun.  I want try again."

I looked at her curiously, but my southern representative
was already voting in favor.

"But not here."

"Huh?"

"Let's go out."

"What?  Where?"

"I don't care.  Anywhere."  She continued to rub her pussy
along the length of my dick, and he was already quite
ready for a rematch, but I couldn't think where.  That
hiking course we'd been to was a good half-hour train ride
away.

"Can't we just stay here?"  I started poking at her pussy
lips with the tip of my dick.

"No, I want go outside."  She got off me, and walked to
the door wiggling her ass as her jeans fell down around
her knees.  "Are you neighbor home?" she asked
coquettishly her hand on the door handle.

"Ai, you can't do go outside like that.  That's crazy."  I
got up from the bed, but felt the ooze of the condom still
wrapped around my manhood.  I pulled it off and began
cleaning my pecker with water from the kitchen sink right
next to the door.  Ai opened the door, and we both peered
out down the hall, her, almost naked, and me, washing my
wang.  The feeling of the cool breeze on my prick made it
roar back to life.

"See, you want try too, don't you?"

To be continued

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