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Donald Gordon wrote:
> Japan Camp Counselors 13: The Little Tease
> By Ken Maeda
>
> The story so far: I'm 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 athlete Mika, jokey
> tomboy Chie, wholesome swimmer Kayo, cute but serious Mai,
> shy Kimiko and intense Michiyo. At first, I almost went
> out with Mai, till her best friend Chie lured me into a
> midnight tryst. Recently, I've become more interested in
> Kayo, going swimming with her in the early morning. I've
> also been chatting with two of Mika's high school girls,
> Misato and Chika. I saw them running around naked in the
> communal bath on Tuesday, and according to Chika, a boy
> named Tomo had seen Misato wandering the halls naked at
> night. Wednesday night I bumped into the two of them in
> the cafeteria coming back from the bath.
>
>
> I held the soap on a rope Misato had handed me up to my
> nose. It had a citrus smell, quite pleasing, a tad
> arousing even. It reminded me of the fresh clean scent of
> Misato herself.
>
> "Hontou da. Ii nioi. (Yeah, it does smell nice)," I
> nodded smiling at her. She was a cute kid with the look
> of a teenage idol, a young Momoko Kikuchi or someone like
> that. I went to give it back to her, but it was still
> slippery from the shower, and slipped out of my hands, and
> bounced down onto the floor. "Woops! Gomen, gomen.
> (Sorry)."
>
> I slid off my chair, and got down on my hands and knees to
> get it back. Misato was sitting with her legs pressed
> tightly together and one hand on her lap holding down the
> hem of her incredibly short t-shirt. I wonder what she is
> wearing underneath. I moved to her side, but all I could
> see was her supple pink thighs, no sign of panties at all.
> Could she be going commando? The mere thought of it was
> getting me all excited. She had gorgeous legs, so
> youthful, sleek and trim. I was so tempted to slip
> forward, and pull up her t-shirt to take a peek inside.
>
> Then I remembered the soap. I picked it up, and got out
> from under the table adjusting my shorts to hide the
> bulge. Misato was still sitting there blinking and
> smiling sweetly. I handed her the soap.
>
> "Ken-chan wa nande nihon ni kita no? (Kenny, why did you
> come to Japan?)," she asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.
> I looked at her for a while surprised a bit I guess by
> the sudden interest.
>
> "Ii shitsumon da ne. (That's a good question)," I stalled
> rubbing my nose. I didn't want to tell her that my dad
> was Japanese, and had talked me into it. "Maa, kokusaijin
> ni narou to omotte... Nihon ni kitara ironna hito ni aeru
> to omotta. Maa, Misato-chan mitai na hito toka. (I
> wanted to become a citizen of the world. If I came to
> Japan, I thought I'd be able to meet all kinds of people,
> people like you)."
>
> Her face kind of clouded, and she started blushing. I was
> just trying to put a good spin on it, but she seemed to
> take it as if my whole reason for coming to Japan was to
> meet her.
>
> "Shourai wa? Nani ga shitai no? (In the future, what
> would you like to do?)" she continued.
>
> "Nihon to Amerika ga motto naka yoku nareru you ni
> gaikoukan toshite hataraku toka (Maybe I could work as a
> diplomat helping the U.S. and Japan get along better)."
>
> She stared at me in wonder, obviously already imagining me
> as some great statesman negotiating agreements, working
> for world peace. To be honest, I hadn't really thought
> much about what I would do. I'd just finished high school
> for Pete's sake. The first thing I had to do was save up
> enough money to go to college. Chika suddenly touched
> Misato on the shoulder pulling her out of her reverie.
> Chika pointed up at the clock.
>
> "Mou konna jikan. Nenakya. (Look at the time. We'd
> better get to bed.)."
>
> Misato kept on staring at me, wide-eyed, but slowly the
> three of us got up, and walked towards the door. I hadn't
> really taken Misato very seriously so far, but anyway, I
> was glad for her obvious affection. When we got to the
> stairs, they stopped, and motioned for me to go up first.
>
> "Saki ni douzo. (You go ahead)," Misato demurred shyly.
> I'd kind of been hoping to walk up behind them, but they
> paused waiting for me to go up first.
>
> "Oyasumi nasai! (Good night)," they called after me when
> we got to the second floor. I hurried up to my own room,
> and went to sleep.
>
> The next morning, I woke up, and decided to head up to the
> pool to see if Kayo was around. I'd really enjoyed our
> little swim together the morning before, and hoped to get
> a chance to chat with her a bit more, and see if she
> really did have a crush on me. I got dressed, and headed
> down and out to the pool across from the main entrance.
> As I walked up, there didn't seem to be anyone around.
> The guy's change room was locked again, but I could hear
> noise coming from the girl's side. It had to be Kayo.
> Curious, I walked over to the door to the girl's change
> room, and called her name.
>
> "Kayo-san? Imasu ka? (Kayo? Are you there?)"
>
> There was no answer. The morning before, the guy's change
> room had been locked, so she'd taken the somewhat
> surprising step of inviting me in to use the girl's side.
> Assuming it is Kayo, I don't suppose there would be any
> harm in going in again. Kayo was really the only one who
> seemed to use the pool this early. Perhaps she was
> waiting for me even, I told myself.
>
> I took a deep breath, and gently pushed the door in.
> There didn't seem to be anyone in the change room, but I
> could hear the sound of a shower reverberating from
> inside. I quietly walked in, peering around. Sure enough
> there was Kayo's bag, and her swimsuit hung up on one of
> the hooks. On seeing this, my heart sped up. If Kayo's
> swimsuit is here, what is she wearing in the shower?
> Surely she wouldn't be showering naked.
>
> I quietly crept closer to the shower room, and peeked in.
> Wonder of wonders, there she was naked, showering away
> contentedly, her back to me. She had such a beautiful
> body, pale skin, but round curves that radiated an
> innocent yet raw sensuality. She had the most amazing
> ass. She'd spread her legs and stuck her ass out almost
> as if she was waiting for me. I swallowed hard as my cock
> swelled to life. I backed up trying to hide, but
> unfortunately, she must have heard the shuffle of my feet.
>
> "Nani? Dare? Ken-san? (What? Who is it? Ken?)" She
> turned this way for a moment, revealing her gorgeous round
> tits. Her cute little face looked so shocked to find me
> there. As soon as she realized it was me though, she
> turned her back to me. I guess she was trying to hide her
> pussy from me, but if anything her creamy white ass was
> even more of a turn on. I couldn't help imagining what it
> would be like to slide it in from behind. She had such a
> gorgeous heart-shaped ass. I was seriously starting to
> lose it.
>
> "Yada, minai de yo! Dete! (Oh no, don't look. Get
> out!)"
>
> I knew I should probably do as she said, but she seemed in
> no hurry to cover up her delicious round rear, so I just
> stood there unable to tear myself away.
>
> "Ken!" she squealed covering her tits with one arm, and
> throwing her bar of soap at me. I flicked it away staring
> down in even more wonder at her soaking wet bush. She
> quickly covered it with her hand, but not before the image
> had been seared into my mind's eye. God, she was
> gorgeous! The fact that she was blushing and angry just
> made her all the more so.
>
> Not thinking so straight anymore, I stepped up, and
> stumbled into the shower. Kayo quickly backed away a bit
> frightened I guess. Realizing that I was scaring her, I
> paused, and tried to reassure her.
>
> "Kayo, there's something I've been meaning to tell you," I
> blurted out. I guess I just wanted to tell her that she'd
> been on my mind a lot lately, but plainly, she was in no
> mood to listen, and didn't understand my English anyway.
> She backed up all the way to the door, obviously wondering
> if she should run out, and dive into the pool. I finally
> managed to snap out of it, and apologize.
>
> "Gomen, gomen. Kou suru tsumori wa nakatta. Demo
> dekireba itsuka hanashi ga shitai. (Sorry, sorry. I
> didn't mean to do anything like this. But sometime I'd
> like to talk to you)."
>
> "Dete yo. Dete. Mou iikagen ni shite. (Get out! Get
> out, will you? Leave me alone, for heaven's sakes)."
>
> I bowed an apology again, and finally left. I went back
> outside, and sat down on the sidewalk still wanting to
> explain. After the longest time, she finally emerged, her
> hair wet and obviously still angry.
>
> "Gomen, Kayo. Gomen. Hontou ni gomen. Masaka kimi ga
> hadaka da to omowanakute sa. (Sorry, Kayo. I'm sorry.
> I'm so sorry. I never expected to find you there
> naked.)."
>
> "Moou. (I can't believe you barged in like that)."
>
> "Gomen. Yurushite. (Sorry. Please forgive me.)."
>
> She glared at me, and then walked away back towards the
> main camp building. She still looked pretty peeved, but
> actually, I thought I detected a faint hint of a smile on
> her lips as she walked away. I felt bad of course for
> spying in on her like that, but perhaps she wasn't nearly
> as angry as she was trying to make out. This was just one
> more bit of evidence to suggest that she did have a crush
> on me after all. For all I knew, she could have been
> showering there naked on purpose waiting for me to come,
> and find her.
>
> At breakfast, she sat off with her kids staying as far
> away from me as possible. I was a bit worried she might
> say something to Chie or Mai, but it looked like not. I
> guess she wasn't that close to them anyway. If anything,
> I was one of her closest friends at the camp. Anyway, I
> guess I'd better let things be for the time being until
> she cools back down.
>
> The morning went by uneventfully, and then after lunch, I
> took my kids down to the field to play some sports. Two
> of the other counselors, Mika and Michiyo, had brought
> their groups as well, so there was a whole bunch of us out
> on the field. My kids were dressed and ready, so I got
> them set up to play a game of flags.
>
> Misato and Chika, the two high school girls from the night
> before, came down on to the field a bit late. I eyed
> Misato from a distance wondering if she was still
> daydreaming about me, but she didn't even look over this
> way. Maybe it had just been a passing whim, a one night
> thing that disappeared with the morning light. Misato,
> still in her jeans, sat down on a towel on the sidelines,
> while Chika disappeared off somewhere. She soon came back
> dressed in tight red bloomers (gym shorts) and a white
> t-shirt. She came up, and sat down next to Misato,
> watching the rest of us and munching on some snack.
>
> The next time I looked over, Misato had wrapped a towel
> around her waist, and was pulling off her jeans. To me
> this always seemed a little strange, changing out in the
> open, but I'd seen other kids do the same thing. A bit
> later, she was sitting down next to Chika, her legs bare,
> but the towel still wrapped around her waist. Their
> counselor Mika was busy coaching the other girls in her
> group, but I was kind of curious as to what Misato was up
> to, so I slowly crossed the field over towards where they
> were sitting.
>
> Chika pulled a box of candies out of her backpack, and
> when Misato turned to take them from her, she spread her
> legs for a fraction of a second. I froze, staring on in
> amazement as I thought I caught a glimpse of tight little
> slit surrounded by her wispy black pubic hair. Was I
> dreaming? I glanced around nervously, but no one else
> seemed to be looking her way.
>
> Keeping my distance, I continued to watch her, but at
> first Misato kept her legs flat, so it was hard to tell
> for sure what she had on under the towel. She got out a
> candy, unwrapped it, and glanced up at me for a second,
> but she looked remarkably calm for a girl who wasn't
> wearing any panties. Minutes later though, she raised her
> legs up, and spread them again, flashing me a clear view
> of her pussy this time. Without any doubt, she was
> sitting there on the edge of the field completely
> commando. I could hardly believe my eyes. I guess there
> weren't that many guys there, just a few of my boys who
> were probably too young to pay her much mind, but still,
> she had quite the nerve to sit out here, and flash her
> pussy with me standing right nearby. Even though she
> surely knew I was here, she continued to sit with her legs
> slightly apart, contentedly munching on her candy. She
> had taken off her shoes and socks, and was playfully
> twirling her toes in the air, and bouncing her legs up and
> down. I couldn't help wondering if she was getting her
> jollies exposing herself to me.
>
> Slowly I realized that catching glimpses of Misato's
> lovely young pussy was giving me the worst hard-on. I
> adjusted my pants, glancing around nervously, wondering if
> anyone had noticed. Luckily, it seemed that no one had,
> not even Misato, so I discreetly went back to watching to
> see what she would do next.
>
> She turned to say something to one of the girls behind
> her, and then spread her legs wide as she turned back.
> She had a dense little triangle of black pubic hair above
> her pussy, but it wasn't yet long enough to cover her
> pussy lips. There was something decidedly obscene about
> the way her lips puckered out almost as if they were
> beckoning me to taste them. I struggled to keep my
> feelings in check, but I was very clearly losing it. I'd
> never seen such a brazen display in my life. All the
> while, her expression showed not even the slightest hint
> of awareness that she might be doing anything wrong. I
> was both baffled and fascinated. What kind of girl was
> this?
>
> She continued to twiddle her toes in the air, and then
> started to brush some grass off of her foot. She spread
> her legs wide, and it almost looked like she was
> deliberately pulling the towel up with her hand to give me
> a better look. It was hard to see though because her foot
> was in the way, and then she lay her legs back down, and
> turned to talk to the other girl again. Soon she picked
> another candy out of the box, and pulled her legs up and
> to the side, giving me another peek at her ever so
> enticing slit. When she finished eating, she did this
> little dance with her legs, almost as if she were
> deliberately teasing me. At one point, she peered down
> between her legs at her pussy, leaving no doubt that she
> knew she was naked.
>
> She closed her legs, but I continued to watch, puzzling
> over why she hadn't even looked over this way to see who
> all was watching. A girl behind Misato pointed to the
> grass on her feet, and Misato once again spread her legs
> wide as she wiped it away. She seemed quite comfortable
> with her nudity now, and spread her legs even wider, as
> she brushed off the other foot. On closer examination,
> she had a lovely pussy, complex folds of a light feminine
> pink, soft and inviting-looking. It was hard not to
> imagine what it would be like to have those little lips
> wrapped around me. She can't be a virgin, can she? Or
> maybe she just doesn't realize the effect this is having
> on me.
>
> A boy walked right past just in front of her and then
> back, but she didn't even blink. Perhaps she had finally
> realized the danger though, because she turned to the
> side, and fished her panties out of her bag. The knot in
> her towel had come undone, exposing the smooth curve of
> her lilywhite ass from the waist down. I couldn't
> understand why no one else had noticed. Was I the only
> one here horny enough to find her brazen exposure
> arousing?
>
> She spread her legs again, as she pulled on her panties,
> and then got up to a squat exposing her ass to the girls
> behind. They didn't seem concerned at all, and before I
> knew it, Misato had pulled her panties back on. The show
> was over. I regretted not having brought a video camera
> or something to capture the whole thing on film. No one
> back home will ever believe me. My hard-on lingered on,
> but anyway, I had to get back to my kids, so I tried to
> forget about her, and concentrate on the game. No matter
> what I did though the image of Misato's tight little pussy
> kept popping back into my mind.
>
> Once she'd pulled her own bloomers on, Misato came out
> onto the field, and joined her group mates in their game.
> I kept glancing over at her, and especially down at her
> hips. Like it or not, she had me. I was fascinated,
> obsessed. How could any women seem so innocent yet act so
> sexy apparently without even knowing it?
>
> When suppertime approached, Michiyo came over, and we had
> to herd our kids off to the communal bath. I waited at
> the field's edge hoping Misato would come, but Mika let
> them keep playing, so eventually I had to go on ahead, and
> join my kids. Eventually, Misato showed up in the dining
> hall, joking with her friends and giggling the same as
> ever. I wondered if I should go over, and talk to her,
> but I didn't really know what I would say.
>
> That night, we had some quiet activities planned, but I
> let my kids go early, because I had other things on my
> mind. I went up to the lounge on the third floor, and
> flipped on the TV, still playing through the afternoon's
> events in my head. What had Misato meant by pulling that
> stunt? Could it really be as innocent as everyone seemed
> to be making out? Well, anyway, one thing was sure. It
> was almost certainly true what Tomo had said about seeing
> Misato out in the hall in the buff. Still it was hard for
> me to imagine why she would do these things.
>
> Kimiko, Kayo and Mai came up, but soon headed off to their
> rooms for the night. I guess I should have apologized to
> Kayo for barging in on her that morning, but somehow, this
> whole thing with Misato had put me off my stride. I kind
> of heard Chie come up, but she didn't even come in to say
> good night. I guess everyone was tired from the busy day,
> but even still, I wished she would make more of an effort.
> I thought of her as my girlfriend, but lately, it almost
> seemed as if she'd been avoiding me. Was she angry with
> me about something? Probably. Maybe Kayo had told her
> about what happened this morning. I wish I knew better
> what to do.
>
> I sat there mulling things over, and then suddenly, Misato
> appeared at the door to the lounge. I straightened up,
> more than a little surprised to see her up here. Our kids
> so rarely came up to the third floor, where the other
> counselors and I were staying. Her hair was wet, and she
> must have come up here straight from the bath. She had on
> a white t-shirt with a hello kitty logo, and had a towel
> wrapped around her waist.
>
> "Doumo. (Hi)," I bowed a greeting. "Doushita no?
> (What's wrong?)."
>
> "Iya, betsu ni. (Nothing)," she smiled shyly. "Haitte ii
> no? (Can I come in?)."
>
> "Aaa. Hai, ii yo. (Umm, yeah, sure.)."
>
> She slowly stepped forward all wide-eyed and seemingly
> quite nervous about being alone with me. I was feeling
> more than a little nervous myself. She skirted around the
> edge of the room, and sat down in the big armchair in the
> far corner.
>
> "Kami no ke mada nureteiru yo. Kaze hiku yo. (Your hair
> is still wet. You'll catch a cold.)," I noted trying to
> ease the tension in the air. She unsurely ran her fingers
> through her hair confirming that what I said was true.
>
> "Aaa, (Yeah)," she blushed.
>
> "Kotchi oide. Kawakashite ageru kara. (Come here. I'll
> help you dry it off,)," I found myself saying. She looked
> at me cautiously, and then slowly got up, and came over,
> sitting down on the carpet in front of me. I peered down
> at her towel, wondering if she was going to let me use it
> to dry her hair. She finally noticed, and quickly stood
> back up. She undid her towel, and peeked down at whatever
> was underneath.
>
> "Ano... shitagi shika haitteinai no. (I'm only wearing
> underwear underneath)," she informed me blushing.
>
> "Ah," I gulped. God almighty, she looked so sexy standing
> there dripping wet, shyly hiding her hips with the towel.
> "Zubunure janai no? (For heaven's sakes, you're soaked),"
> I noted surprised at the water dripping down her legs.
> She glanced nervously at the door, but finally took her
> towel off, and handed it to me. I stared at her luscious
> rear, squeezed as it was into her tight pink cotton
> panties. She looked around at me, so I finally started
> drying her legs with the towel.
>
> "Sakki kawakasanakatta no? (Didn't you dry yourself off
> before?)."
>
> "Chotto isoida node... (I was in a bit of a hurry,)" she
> explained leaving me to guess why.
>
> I worked my way up from her ankles, calves, knees and
> thighs. She did not protest at all, so I started rubbing
> her ass with the towel. She looked back at me, biting her
> lip with embarrassment, but she didn't say anything. She
> had come up here for a reason. Was it just to tease me,
> or was she expecting something more? She smelled so
> maddeningly sexy fresh from the bath. I guess there is
> only way to find out what she really wants. I started
> gently brushing at her waistband with the towel pushing
> her panties down.
>
> She kept staring straight at the door obviously quite
> afraid that Mika or one of the other counselors might
> come, but she didn't let out even a peep, as I slowly
> dragged her panties down. Down, down, down, they went to
> her thighs exposing her all too tempting bare behind. I'd
> seen it before the other day in the lounge, but now here
> we were, just the two of us. I was going crazy out of my
> head with lust for her. My cock felt like it was going to
> explode in my pants.
>
> To be continued
>
> Ken Maeda
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