In a Bikini Shop Changing Room
By Emi Tsuruta
First posted April 10, 2003

Hi, it's me, Emi again. I know I've been pretty bad lately about keeping you up to date. I haven't even told you about half the things I did last year, let alone what my boyfriend Ryosuke and I have been up to lately. This time I want to tell about the time we went swimsuit shopping. It seems like ages ago now, maybe even before I went home to Japan last year. I guess it all started in the fall the time that Ryosuke and I went swimming and played squash at the athletic center on campus (in My First Time Playing Squash). He didn't like my old swimsuit, this big navy blue one piece I used to wear in high school. 'Too old fashioned,' he said. Anyway, I beat him at a game of squash, and he agreed to buy me a new one.

Unfortunately, Ryosuke doesn't like shopping much, so it wasn't till the next spring that we finally got going.  We went swimming again pretty early in the day, and then went to this shopping mall near the main beach just a bit south of town. It has a tropical beach resort kind of atmosphere to it with palm trees and stuff.  It was spring, and it had started getting a bit warmer out, but it wasn't too crowded yet.  It only gets really busy in the summer.  After having a quick bite to eat, we went to look for swimsuits.  We tried the department store first, but all the women's sizes were pretty big on me.  Then, we walked around for a long time, until we finally found a shop that specialized in swimsuits and other stuff for the beach.  I think it was called Bikini Hut or something like that.  The clerk was this guy around our age with a dark tan dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts.  His hair was bleached a kind of orange.  As soon as we walked in, he immediately came over to me, and said,

"Can I help you, miss?" in a really friendly voice.  From the way he talked, you could tell he was, like, a surfer or something.  Ryosuke came over, put his arm around me, and said,

"WE are looking for a swimsuit."  Ryosuke doesn't usually get jealous, so I was kind of surprised, but I was happy too.  The clerk didn't back off or anything, but instead started looking me up and down sort of like he was hungry and I was a piece of food. I guess Ryosuke and other guys look at me that way sometimes too, but I was kind of surprised to see a sales clerk do that.

"What kind of suit are you looking for?" he asked.

"A really nice looking bikini," Ryosuke answered, patting me on the bum.  I was kind of shocked, but didn't say anything.  I hadn't thought he was serious about that part.  The clerk got this grin on his face, and then headed off to where the bikinis were hanging.  We followed him over.  Ryosuke looked at me.  "Well my sweet, which one do you like?"

I reached out, and took one off the rack to take a look.  It was so small, just a few strings really and not much material.

"Good choice," the clerk said.  "That's one of our most popular items.  I've got it in other colors if you'd like."  He started pulling out others from the rack.  I looked at it closely.  The bottom had this little triangle of cloth at the front and a narrow strap at the back.

"Um, what kind is it?" I asked.

"Oh, it's a thong.  Last year, everyone was wearing them," he said smiling widely.  I thought back to my trips to the beach the year before.  I guess I wasn't really paying much attention, but I didn't remember seeing the other girls wearing anything as skimpy as this.

"What other styles do you have?"

"What about this one?"  Ryosuke pulled out another suit even smaller than the first.

"Oh, that," said the clerk taking it from him.  "This one's a g-string."  He held it up to my body.  "If you don't mind my saying so, miss, I think you'd look great in this."

I laughed nervously, and backed up a little.  I guess I should tell you: as much as I love to go swimming, but I don't think I'd ever worn a bikini before that.  For a long time, I liked my school swimsuit, but I also have ones like they wear at the Olympics.  When I was little, I even used to dream of being an Olympic swimmer.

"Uh, do you have any one piece swimsuits?" I asked.  Both of them looked at me with this blank expression.  Ryosuke tried to get me to take the g-string, but I just ignored him.  Finally, the sales clerk pulled out a one piece.

"Well, how about this one?"  At first glance, it looked much better.  At least it had some more material to it.  Ryosuke looked at the price tag suspiciously, and then nodded for me to take it.  I suddenly felt a bit bad about getting him to pay, but anyway, he's the one who wanted me to get a new one.  I took it from the sales clerk.

"The change room is right here," he said walking to the back of the shop, and pulling back the curtain for me.  I went in, and pulled the curtain shut as far as it would go. There was still a little crack open.  I felt a bit nervous about that, but anyway, I put my bag and the suit down on the chair, and started to change.  I lifted up my sweatshirt, and then realized that I still had my swimsuit on underneath my clothes from our swim in the morning.  I peeked through the crack between the curtain and the wall, but I couldn't see Ryosuke or the salesman.  I still felt uneasy though.

I pulled down my skirt, and stepped out of it.  Peeking outside again, I finally spotted the two of them further down the aisle discussing other swimsuits that they thought I would look good in.  Quickly, I pulled the straps of my suit off from my shoulders and down.  My breasts popped out of the suit, and bobbed up and down a bit.  The front of the store was open, and I could feel this breeze blowing in.  I'd better hurry.

I took a deep breath, stepped out of my shoes, and pulled the suit down and off.  I stood there naked for a second straightening out my suit, but I was getting nervous, so I threw it down, and took the new one off its hanger.  Most of the time I like getting naked, but this place was just a little too public for me.  I could still hear all their voices just on the other side of the curtain.

Looking at the new swimsuit closer, at first I couldn't figure out how it worked.  There didn't seem to be a back at all.  I finally realized that you had to tie it around your neck and on each side of your hips.  I finally got it on, and tied it up.  It felt weird to be all tied up.  I felt like one of those damsels in distress tied to the railway tracks.  The back part was so small it didn't cover my bottom up at all.  It was just like the thong.  I tried to spread the material out, but as soon as I let go, it would work itself back up into the crack of my backside, so it looked like I wasn't wearing anything at all.

"Are you ready yet?"  It was Ryosuke.  He was right on the other side of the curtain. I slid my index finger into the crack of my bottom to try to pull the suit back out, but I couldn't get a hold of it.

"Is it on?"

"Yes, but..."

He slowly began to pull back the curtain.  I turned to face him to try to hide my nearly bare behind.

"Wow!  You look great."

I looked down.  The legs were so high cut I had to straighten the front to make sure it was covering all my pubic hair.  I began to feel a bit funny as I accidentally brushed my finger against my pussy trying to straighten the suit out.  It was kind of open at the sides, so I wondered if you could see part of my breasts.

"Here let's see the back."

I shook my head.  My face was beginning to feel hot.

"C'mon, don't be silly."  He took my arm, and got me to turn around.  I covered my bottom with both hands until he said sharply, "Emi!"

I finally pulled my hands away.  I covered my face in embarrassment, and then turned my head to look at him.  His mouth was wide open.  Over his shoulder, I could see the sales clerk coming over to get a look.  I turned back, and reached up to close the curtain.

"What are you doing?  Come on out, and take a look at yourself in the mirror."

I shook my head as the salesman came up.

"The mirrors are over here," he said pointing back towards the entrance to the store. I looked out fearfully at the people passing by in the mall outside.  I swear I felt like I was stark naked.

Before I could say anything, Ryosuke took my hand, and led me out towards the mirrors.  I looked for the sales clerk, and suddenly he was right there behind me.  I covered my virtually bare behind with my hand.

"Looks like a perfect fit to me, miss," he said staring straight at my bottom.  In the mirror, I noticed that the material seemed fairly thin.  I could almost make out the outline of where my pubic hair started.  Ryosuke, meanwhile, had grabbed one of the side ties, and started playing with it, the way he did at the beach.

"How strong are these strings?" he said to the clerk almost pulling the bow undone.  I looked at him sharply, but he didn't let go.

"Oh, they're made with a special fabric, a mixture of natural and artificial fibers. They would never break if that's what you mean."

Ryosuke, seeming dissatisfied, continued to pull at the bow till I grabbed his hand.  The bow had come loose mainly because he had pulled it so hard.  I undid it, and quickly re-tied it while the two of them looked on.  Outside some of the guys who were walking by had stopped, and were watching me too.

"So what do you think?" Ryosuke asked cheerfully.

"I don't know.  I think I would need something to wear over it."

"Oh, a cover-up, you mean. We have lots of those too."  The clerk walked over, and pulled one out.  "How about something like this?"  It was long and white, like a sundress except with a hood on it.  Ryosuke passed it to me.  Embarrassed at having everyone staring at me, I put it on.  The terry cloth material felt nice and soft on my skin.  The tag said something about "fleece."

"Oh, maybe that one's a bit big.  Here's a small," the clerk said, passing me another one.

By the time I'd got the larger one off, there were now a few guys gathering in front of the store watching me change.  Quickly, I took the smaller one, and slid it on over my head.  It was a nice fit, and I was so relieved to have something to cover me.  Some of the other people had come into the shop, so the clerk told us,

"Take your time deciding.  I'll be here if you need me," and went over to help them.

"So what do you think?" Ryosuke asked.  He obviously wanted me to take them.

"I don't know."  I touched the hem of the cover-up, trying to see if it went down far enough to cover my crotch.  "They're both pretty revealing."

"Yeah, but they look great on you."

I've always had such trouble saying no to Ryosuke especially when he's being this kind.

"Here, let me change back, and I'll think about it."  I walked back to the change room, but when I turned, I was surprised to find that Ryosuke had followed me right in.

"What?"

He closed the curtain, and just stood there.

"Go ahead, and change."

You could hear the voice of the sales clerk, further away.  Apparently, no one had noticed Ryosuke come into the change room with me.

"Um..."  I just kind of stood there.  Ryosuke reached over, and took a hold of the cover-up.  I looked down a bit shyly.  He pulled it up, but then waited till I lifted my arms.  I felt a rush as he pulled it up and over my head.  To tell you the truth, I was starting to get pretty excited.  Ryosuke puts his hands on my bottom, and gently kneaded the flesh.

"You look so amazing in this."  He sat down on the chair facing me, and put his knees between my legs, spreading my buttocks cheeks with his fingers at the same time.  I grabbed his shoulders trying not to fall back, but he had already got his fingers down between my legs.  I peered nervously at the crack in the curtain, as his fingers circled inward.

"Careful.  You'll get the suit wet," I said, instantly blushing when I realized what I had said.  He ran his fingers along my crack, and said,

"Too late.  I guess we'll have to buy it now."

Embarrassed, I started to stand up, but somehow he got a hold of my side ties, and started pulling again.

"Kyaa!" I squealed.

"Shhh!"  We both stood stock still wondering if anyone had heard.

"We can't do it here," I whispered.

He nodded, but pulled me down, so I was sitting facing him straddled across his lap.  He put his arms around me, and gave me a gentle kiss, but I could feel him undoing the bow at the back of my neck.

"Ryosuke, I'm serious."

As the bow slipped free, my breasts came tumbling forward, bumping against his chest.  I cupped them to pull them back, but Ryosuke got a hold of my suit, and pulled it right off.  I was completely panicking.  The store clerk would hear us for sure.  Ryosuke put his hands back between my legs, and ran a finger along my pussy, making me shudder.

"You are absolutely soaked."

I couldn't deny it.  There was something about the whole situation, having practically my whole body exposed while all these guys were watching me, that was getting me really excited.  The way he was touching me wasn't making it any easier to calm down either.  He undid his pants, and let his penis flop out.  It was standing straight up and twitching, and I hadn't even done anything to him yet.  I shivered as he pulled my hips up on top of him, and ran the tip of his penis along my pussy lips.  It was making me feel all crazy inside, like I wanted to have sex.  He flicked his penis around teasing me with it, while he pulled a condom out of his pocket, and handed it to me.

My whole body was shaking as I squatted down buck-naked save my sandals, trying to keep away from the crack at the edge of the curtain.  I wrapped my mouth around his penis to wet it, gave it a little flick with my tongue, and then rolled the condom on with my fingers.  He was bracing his arms against the wall, and looked very much like he was about to come.  I straddled him again, as I heard the sales clerk's voice coming closer.  I was so wet that it slid right in.  My whole body quivered in pleasure.  I shook so much that I almost fell backward, but Ryosuke grabbed me, and pulled me in closer till his full length was way up inside of me.  I started rocking up and down on top of him and trying not to make any noise at all, but both of us were breathing pretty hard.  I almost had a heart attack when the clerk said,

"Is everything all right in there?  Do you like that one, or should I bring you something else?"

Ryosuke kept thrusting away, and I was in so much sweet torment that I couldn't answer at first.  I had that feeling, you know, when he's up deep inside of me, and I knew that we were doing something incredibly naughty, but I just couldn't stop myself.  Don't you get like that sometimes?

"Miss?"

I pressed my arms against Ryosuke's shoulders to get him to stop long enough for me to think.  I was so incredibly turned on it was hard to think of anything else.

"Uh no... I think... this one... will be OK."  I put my feet flat on the ground, and tried to stand up, but Ryosuke held my waist, and slowly eased his penis in and out.  I muffled a squeal of pleasure.  Oh yes!  That feels so good!

"Oh, that's great.  Just let me know when you are ready, and I'll ring it through."

Once he was out of earshot, the two of us started humping like crazy, and everything else grew quite hazy as I got ready to come.  I was going weak all over, but Ryosuke held me up as he continued to slide in and out at just the right rhythm.  I tried to hold back my orgasm as long as I could, but the pent-up pleasure was just too much.  I lost control, and came, in wave after wave of wondrous pleasure.  We both cried out in ecstasy, and then the whole shop went silent.  Whoever was outside must have heard us for sure.

I just sat there with Ryosuke still inside of me leaning up against him for support.  My still sensitive nipples kept brushing against his shirt.  As my head slowly started to clear, I managed to get off of him, and then reach down to my bag for some wipes to clean up.  There was liquid all down the inside of my thighs.  It must have been my own juices because Ryosuke still had on his condom.  I had to get to a washroom to clean up.

Ryosuke was ready first, and went out to pay for the swimsuit and cover-up.  I just sat there naked for a while, too dazed to even think of getting dressed.  When Ryosuke came back, I finally pulled on my sweatshirt and skirt.  I couldn't put my panties back on because they would have got all sticky.

"Did the sales clerk...?" I asked, beginning to worry about what the people outside must have thought of our screams.  Ryosuke smirked.

"I guess we got a little carried away."

When we walked out of the store, the clerk gave us such a look.  I was tempted for a second to lift up my skirt, and give him a peak, but I managed to hold back.  We found a washroom, and I finally got cleaned up, and dressed.  Now that day is one of my fondest memories.

Emi Tsuruta
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