Hot Spring Christmas Part 2
By Emi Tsuruta


As I was telling you last time, I went back home to Japan last Christmas.  My boyfriend Ryosuke had made reservations for us at some hot spring inns west of Tokyo, but then at the last minute had to pull out, so I went with my cousin Namie instead.  We'd stopped by at Shuuzenji, a resort town that is sort of the gateway to the Izu peninsula.  We had a brief dip in Tokkonoyu, an outdoor hot spring there, and then caught a bus south to Yugashima.  Ryosuke's notes said we were to stay at an inn called Yumotokan.  It was a big traditional inn made of wood, very old and impressive-looking.  We checked in, and as the maid led us up to our room, she stopped in front of one room in particular.

"This is the room where Yasunari Kawabata wrote 'The Izu dancer.'"

"Wow!" Namie and I exclaimed.  I don't know if you've heard of Kawabata, but he won the Nobel Prize for literature in 1968.  'The Izu dancer' is a short story of his about a young student who is traveling, and falls in love with a girl in a traveling band.  He hopes to ask her out, but when he sees her frolicking naked in the outdoor bath, he realizes she is just a child, and that it is not to be.  I read the story in high school I guess, but I hadn't realized it was based on a place nearby.  I've been to other hot springs where famous writers stayed.  I guess hot springs are a popular place to write.

We stood at the door for a moment looking in at his room.  It was Japanese style with straw tatami mats for a floor and an alcove (tokonoma) with ikebana and a poem on the wall.  Out the big window, you could see the garden.  It was all snowy and grey, but tranquil and beautiful in its way.  I could hardly get over the fact that Ryosuke had booked such a famous inn for us.  I guess he can be pretty sweet sometimes.

Next, the maid took us round back past the entrance to the baths.

"The big outdoor bath is down this way at the bottom of the stairs."

"Can we take a quick peek?" I asked curious.  She motioned for us to go ahead.  We stepped back outside, and went down a wooden stairway through the trees till we could see the bath hut by the river at the bottom.  It really was such a beautiful scenic setting.  There didn't seem to be any people around.

"It's so quiet," I whispered.

"You are our first guests today.  We're expecting a few more, but they haven't checked in yet."

I looked over at Namie, smiling, but she just kind of looked back at me, not quite sure what I was so happy about.  The maid took us back up to our room, asked what time we wanted dinner, and then went off to get ready.  I set down my bag, and bubbled,

"Here.  Let's go back down, and check out the bath."

Namie laughed.

"Is that all you ever think of?"

I just grinned.  As I stripped out of my clothes, I realized it was fairly cool in the hotel, but I knew that soon we'd be hopping into the warm bath.  I hummed away happily as I stripped completely naked, and rummaged through my luggage for something to wear.  Namie opened the closet.

"There are some yukatas here," she noted.

"Let's save that for when we get back.  If I wear it down to the bath, it'll get all wet," I told her.  "For now, I think I'll just wear one of my sweatshirts.  Do you want one?"

"Yeah, no thanks.  As long as we're here, I think I'd like to try the yukatas," she said.  I shrugged.

"Suit yourself."  I pulled on my sweatshirt over my naked skin, and checked the length.  It didn't quite hang far enough down to cover my pussy.  I giggled standing up to show Namie.

"You're not going out like that, are you?" she asked in horror.

"I don't know.  It might be fun," I teased.  I tiptoed over to the door, and opened it a crack.  There were a couple of maids just down the hall getting things ready for supper.  I quickly shut the door before they saw me.  Namie gave me a scolding look, but I was having way too much fun to worry.  I wandered over toward the window, peering out to see if anyone was out there.

"Honestly, I wonder about you sometimes.  Like that last time at our house.  Don't you get embarrassed running around naked all the time?"

"Sure, but that's half the fun."

She kept staring down at my naked pussy.

"What?" I asked.

"Anyway, put something on... for me," she begged.  I was kind of enjoying teasing her, but I eventually gave in, and wrapped a towel around my waist.  The towel wasn't that large, but it did at least cover my naughty bits.

"There.  Is that better?"

"I guess," she answered still not happy.  She was all dressed up in yukata by then, and had pulled on a hakama (coat) over top.  I felt a bit cold, but anyway, I grabbed my night pouch, slid my feet into the slippers, and opened the door.

"Let's go."

She shook her head, but soon followed me out into the hall.  We walked past the maids and down the stairs to the back of the inn.  The halls were so quiet.  I was getting butterflies in my tummy from the feeling of the air on my pussy.  I smiled over at Namie, but she just rolled her eyes.  Outside it was freezing, so I quickly ran down the back steps.  About half way down my towel came undone, and fell to the ground.

"Kya!" I yelped in embarrassment honestly not expecting it to come undone.  Namie rushed down all in a panic.

"Quick.  Put it back on before someone sees you."

I glanced around for my towel.  It had fallen over on the snow by the side of the stairs.  My pussy felt so cold from the icy wind, but my face was flushing hot from embarrassment.  I hopped down the steps, and bent over to pick up my towel.  Namie was having a complete bird, as I shook out the towel to get rid of the snow.  I glanced up the stairs hoping no one was watching.  It looked safe enough, but anyway, I finally tied my towel back on.

"Be careful!" she shouted.

"Sorry," I blushed.  "I swear I didn't do it on purpose."

She just made a funny face, and then we hurried on down to the bath.

At the bottom, we found a small open hut with baskets in it for changing, and beyond that, the stone covered bath.  The bath was bigger than Tokkonoyu, and there was this really stunning view up and down the valley.  We both looked around making sure we didn't have any secret admirers.  Back towards the right, there was the suspension bridge we'd come over on, and further along the narrow valley, we could see some other riverside baths belonging to other inns.  I looked back up at the inn, but there were trees that more or less blocked the view.  I peered out down the valley, but I couldn't see any sign of people.  The bath itself was quite out in the open.  I dipped my hand in the water.  It was nice and hot.  In fact, the air was warm too.  Now that the sun had been out for a while, it had warmed things up.

Namie looked at me obviously a bit nervous about going in while it was still light out.  I went into the hut, kicked off my slippers, undid my towel, and took off my sweatshirt.  I was cold, so I wanted to hurry, and get into the bath.  Namie was still standing there at the door looking this way and that.

"Relax.  There's no one here," I said.  This time, I didn't really feel that nervous at all.  I'd been to outdoor hot springs like this so many times before.  Namie looked really anxious though, biting her lip.  She was probably still remembering our close call earlier (The one I told you about last time).

"I guess it'll be alright," she murmured, stripping off her hakama, yukata and undies.  I tiptoed over to the bath.

"Last one in is a rotten egg."

"What?"

"Oh, it's just an American saying," I explained.  The warm water felt so good even nicer than Tokkonoyu.  Namie came out covering her front with her towel.

"I think they said you're not supposed to bring towels into the water," I told her.  Actually, Ryosuke had told me that, so I wasn't sure if it was true, but I thought it might be - something about stuff in the towels making it harder to clean the bath afterwards.  Namie didn't look too happy, but she took off her towel, rolled it into a rope, and used it to tie her hair back.  I smiled.  She looked kind of cute that way, especially the way she was blushing.  She felt self-conscious though, and splashed some water at me to get me to stop staring.

I looked around some more.  It was a wonderfully scenic valley - quite beautiful really - peaceful and still, with the trees all covered in snow.  The other little inns down the way looked like something out of a postcard.  Suddenly, I remembered.

"Oh, shoot.  I forgot my camera."  I swear every time I want to take a picture I don't have it with me.  "I'll just run up, and get it.  Wait here."  I waded out of the water, grabbed my towel, and quickly dried myself off.  Namie looked up at me nervously, but she finally nodded, and sank back into the bath.  I slid my feet into my slippers, pulled my sweatshirt back on, and wrapped my towel around my waist.  Even though, I'd only been in the bath a few minutes, I felt all nice and toasty warm now.

I ran back upstairs, but when I got up to the hall our room was on, I heard voices.  I peeked out into the hall.  There was this well-dressed man and a woman in the hall.  They must be the guests the maid had mentioned.  I looked down nervously at my skimpy outfit.  I hope the knot on my towel doesn't come undone again.  At first, I was hoping to just wait until they went into their room, but from the bottom of the stairs behind me, I could hear the inn maids' voices coming up this way.  I re-tied my towel, pulling it as tight as I could, and then cautiously stepped out into the hall.  The two of them looked over at me, and I bowed a greeting, my heart beating away pitter-pat.

"Oh hello," the man said.  I felt too self-conscious to answer, so I just scurried past to our room.  I went in, and closed the door, my heart pounding.  I quickly hurried over to my bag, and dug out my camera, but now what should I do?  If the two of them go down to the baths, I can't very well take pictures.  Should I get back dressed?  I guess the first thing I should do is go down, and warn Namie.  I slipped back out into the hall, bringing the camera with me.  When I passed the older couple's room, it seemed pretty quiet.  Maybe if we're lucky, they'll just stay in their room till supper.

When I first got outside, I couldn't see Namie for all the trees in the way.  When I finally came out from behind the shed, she stood up, obviously relieved to see me.  The pink skin of her naked body shone in the bright sunlight, standing out in sharp contrast to the white of the surrounding snowscape.  I was surprised she'd become so brave, but I took it as a good sign.

"That was fast," she beamed.

"Here we'd better hurry up, and take some pictures."  I pulled off my towel and sweatshirt, waded in, and handed her the camera.  She set her towel down on the edge of the pool, and took the camera from me.

"Why?  What's wrong?" she asked.

"Oh."  I didn't really want to tell her about the couple because then she'd probably want to leave.  "Nothing, just it's getting late; that's all.  I want to get some pictures before the sun goes down."  We both slid back into the bath.  Once I was all warm again, I looked around, and then stood back up, motioning for Namie to take my picture.  She stood up as well, but her eyes narrowed, and she sank back into the bath.

"What?" I asked.  She pointed behind me.  I turned to look, and there was definitely someone standing on the bridge not so far from us.  I sunk back into the water too, watching them.  Whoever it was was wearing a light blue jacket and a big white scarf.

"It looks like a woman," I whispered hopefully.  "Maybe she's just curious about the bath."  Whoever it was, they just stood there not moving or coming any closer.  I finally stood back up, and motioned for Namie to take my picture.  She looked scandalized that I was willing to stand there naked with someone looking on, but I told her,

"Don't worry about them.  Anyway, we're not doing anything wrong."

She didn't look so sure, but I finally convinced her to stand back up, and take my picture.  I pulled my hair back, and arched my back, trying to look like a model.  I wanted to show these pictures to Ryosuke when we got back.  Namie took a few shots, but then got scared, and slid back down into the water.  The person on the bridge kept right on staring at us.  Maybe it was a man after all, and the two of us had just flashed him our bodies.  I have to admit the thought excited me a bit.  I waded over, and took the camera from Namie.

"Here let me take your picture now."

"Are you crazy?  He's looking right at us."

"Don't worry.  He hasn't come any closer.  He's just curious; that's all."

She gave me such a look, but somehow, I finally managed to convince her to stand up, and face me.  She looked so embarrassed.  I couldn't stop smiling.  There was just something about the situation...  I even managed to get a few shots of her with our admirer standing there gawking at us from behind her.

Unfortunately, just then, the couple I'd seen earlier came out from behind the shed.  I turned my back to them, but remained standing electrified.  Suddenly, we were surrounded on all sides.  They both looked pretty shocked to see me standing there naked.  Without even covering up, I bit my lip, and peered over at them nervously.

"Oh, sorry.  We didn't mean to disturb you," the man apologized, staring at me in amazement.  Namie slid back down into the water, her cheeks blushing bright red now.  I glanced around for my towel.  It was still back up in the changing hut.  Namie's was lying on the stone edge of the bath right near me, so I leaned over, picked it up, and threw it to her.

"Oh my!" the women exclaimed, as they both stared down at my bare behind.  I straightened back up, and covered it with my hand, but I was getting so excited by then.  I don't know what had gotten into me.  I stepped up out of the bath, and walked over to the changing hut, right next to where they were standing.  My whole body was tingling with excitement.

"Oh, I'm sorry.  We didn't mean to chase you off," the man said.

"No, that's all right.  We were just leaving."

I toweled off as quickly as I could with the couple still standing there looking over at me.  Namie got up out of the bath, and covered her front with her towel.  She turned her back to them looking at me gravely, but I was pretty sure she was every bit as excited as I was.  They were standing right next to us, and here we both were, naked as the day we were born.  I glanced over Namie's shoulder, and the man was staring down lustfully at Namie's bare behind.  I pulled on my sweatshirt, but my towel was all wet by then.  I wrapped it around my waist, but it was practically see-through and clung tightly to my bare bottom.  I walked around to shield Namie while she finished dressing, but the tension was almost more than I could take.  I was spiraling up towards an orgasm again.

In the end, I did manage to hold it in.  Once Namie was ready, we hurried past them, up the hill.  When I glanced back, the man was still watching, and the women was burbling away excitedly.  Were they married or lovers?  Whatever it was, they seemed to get a big kick out of finding us there.  Once we were safe inside, I broke out laughing.  Namie looked at me strange for a second, and then started laughing too.

"You're crazy.  Do you know that?" she joked.  She looked happy though, relieved maybe that we'd gotten away with it.  I guess she thought something bad would happen, but nothing did.  We saw the couple later that evening.  They seemed even more self-conscious about it than we did.  I just smiled, and bowed as we passed them in the hallway.

I've got a lot more to tell, but I guess I'll stop here for now.  Talk to you soon.

Emi Tsuruta
My web site:
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta/
