At a Baseball Game
Emi Tsuruta

Last summer, my boyfriend Ryosuke and I took the train to Los Angeles to meet up with some friends of ours, and go see a baseball game.  I don't think I've ever told you about them before, but they're just some students we met in a Japanese restaurant here in Oceanview one night.  Haruko is, I think, the same age as me, and Misae might be a bit younger.  Koji is kind of like their bodyguard.  He's a big guy who looks a bit like a sumo wrestler.  They were talking in Japanese, and neither Ryosuke nor I had seen them around before, so Ryosuke went over, and said hi.  We got to talking about travelling and California, and we found we had a lot in common.  They left Oceanview the next day, but we've been emailing back and forth ever since.

Anyway, one day, I got an email from Haruko saying they were all going to see a baseball game in L.A., and they wanted to know if Ryosuke and I would come.  The baseball stadium was having a Japan special because Seattle was coming to play, so it was like L.A.'s pitcher Nomo against Ichiro, who plays for Seattle.  Maybe you don't know them, but they are like two of the most famous players in Japan.  I used to watch high school baseball in Japan with my dad before I moved here to the States, but actually I don't really know that much about baseball here.  Still, I thought it would be fun to see Ichiro because... well I don't know, I guess he's kind of handsome.  Haruko and Misae seemed all excited about it too, and it would be fun to see them all again.

Because we had to take the train all the way from Oceanview, Ryosuke and I arrived a bit late, and we finally found Haruko and Misae and them.  The Japan special seats were all in the outer loge near right field where Ichiro plays.  There were so many Japanese people there I felt like I was home again.  Haruko and Misae were pretending to be all angry with us for being late, but finally I squished past all the people on the row, and sat down next to them.  Haruko and Misae introduced me to their other friends.  An American guy, Steve, was sitting next to Haruko, and I guess he was her date or whatever.  Some other people they knew were sitting down in the front row, so they took me down to introduce them.  The usher came once, and told us to move back to our seats, but Misae and them were pretending they couldn't speak English, and eventually, he just left us alone.

Ryosuke doesn't like to be so crowded in, so he sat up with Koji in the back row.  Haruko and Steve were sitting in the next row down.  There wasn't really any place for us to sit at the front, so after I'd met Misae's friends, we went back up, and sat next to Haruko.

Anyway, we finally got all settled in, and watched the game.  I didn't really recognize any of the players except for Ichiro and Nomo.  Steve and Ryosuke told us that you could tell how good someone was by looking at the statistics on the scoreboard.  Above us, there was another balcony, so we couldn't really see the big video screens or the scoreboard so well.  A couple of times, I went down to the front to chat with Misae's friends, and try to figure out the scoreboard, but after a while I just came back up, sat in my seat, and watched the game.  Every time Ichiro came up to bat, we would all cheer.

I turned around to talk to Ryosuke, but then I noticed that both he and Koji were staring at my hips.  It was kind of hot that day, so I was just wearing this really loose pair of track pants and a camisole.  Camisoles were kind of coming in then, and so were low-rise track pants.  Anyway, the drawstring around my waist must have come undone, because my pants had slid down a bit, and were hanging pretty low on my hips.  I pulled them up again, and tried to fix the string, but Ryosuke shot me a look like he wanted me to leave them like that.

I sat back down, a bit confused.  I knew that Ryosuke wanted me to show my body off more, but I felt embarrassed with Haruko and all my other friends there.  I tried to concentrate on the game, but soon I could feel Koji and Ryosuke staring at my bare shoulders.  My camisole just has these really thin spaghetti straps that run over the shoulder, so you could see my bra straps too.  I hadn't really thought much about it when I got dressed - a lot of girls dress like this these days - but I guess it does look a bit risque, showing your underwear.  My bra straps weren't that frilly or anything, but I guess you could tell it was a bra and not a halter.

I could really feel them staring at me, and it was getting me all embarrassed and self-conscious.  To try to get away, I went down to the front row again.  As I walked down the stairs, I could feel these other guys watching me too, checking me out.  I stayed there for a while, and calmed down a bit, but soon there was a break in the game, so I walked back up to get something to drink.  This time, I could see the guys all staring at me as I walked up.  I looked down, and my track pants had slid down again.  They weren't even covering my hipbones anymore.  I felt a bit nervous, but I just left them like that, and got Ryosuke to come with me.  We headed off around the back to look for something to drink.

"You look so amazing like that."

I looked down, blushing, but managed a "thanks."

"You know what, Emi?  Can you do me a favor?"

"What?"

"Take off your underwear."

"What?  Are you crazy?"

"I'm not asking you to flash or anything.  I just think it'd be pretty exciting if both you and I knew that you don't have any underwear on.  A camisole is already like underwear anyway, isn't it?"

I just looked at him, not surprised really, but a bit worried about what everyone would think if they noticed.

"I don't know."

"Oh please.  I know you want to try.  I could see you back there wetting your panties every time Ichiro turned this way."

"I was not."

"Care to show me?"  He tried to maneuver me over towards the wall, but I just ran away.

"Oh c'mon, Emi, don't be that way.  Come here.  Give me a kiss at least."

I pretended to pout for a bit, but I finally went over, and let him kiss me.  Maybe I was a little bit excited, not so much about Ichiro, but just from walking around with my hips exposed, and having all these guys staring at me.  Ryosuke stood in line to buy me a drink, while I slipped off to the washroom to take off my underwear.  It was a relief to have the bra off in a way.  It was pretty embarrassing having everyone stare at it.  Going pantiless was a different story though.  It felt a little drafty down there with only my track pants to cover me.  I stuffed my underwear into my purse, and went back out to meet Ryosuke.

"Show me," he asked.

"No way!"  I ran all the way back to our section, and squeezed past Steve and Haruko to my seat.  Ryosuke handed me my drink, and then sat back down next to Koji in the row behind us.  I felt much naughtier than before, and when my camisole strap fell off my shoulder, I just left my shoulder bare.  I leaned forward to get something out of my purse, and out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Steve staring at me.  Haruko was watching the game, but Misae elbowed me in the ribs, and whispered,

"Your nipples are showing."

Hearing her say that got me even more excited.  I straightened up, and smiled apologetically at her, but Steve was now adjusting his collar uncomfortably.  Fortunately, Haruko hadn't noticed.

After a while, I forgot about my clothes, and got into the game more.  I wanted to get a picture of Ichiro up close, so I walked down the stairs, and stood right at the edge of the balcony.  When I came back up, a whole bunch of guys were staring now.  I looked down, and saw that the waistband on my track pants had fallen down so much you could almost see where my pubic hair starts.  Without bothering to fix it, I squeezed past Steve and Haruko again, and sat down.  Steve peered over at me, and I wondered if he'd seen my hair.  I just pretended not to notice, but inside I was getting more and more turned on.  I don't know what it was, but the whole situation just seemed so exciting for some reason.

Soon, Ichiro was up at bat again, and he got a hit.  We all jumped up, and yelled out to cheer him on.   I suddenly remembered my pants.  I looked down, and they were hanging so low you could see the crack of my bum, peeking out over the top.  I looked back at Ryosuke, but he just grinned, delighted.  I was in such a naughty mood, when I sat back down, I deliberately slid my bum along the seat pulling my bottoms down even more.  I could feel the cold plastic of the seat on my bum, but I kept on pretending nothing was wrong.

Misae and Haruko were so excited about Ichiro getting a hit that they weren't really paying any attention to me.  Everyone sat back down, and was watching the game to see what would happen next.  I wanted to get some of Ryosuke's popcorn, so I got up, turned toward the back, and kneeled down on my seat.  Koji's eyes went so wide I thought he must have swallowed something.  I guess he must have been able to see my nipples down the front of my camisole.  Misae shot me a look when I sat back down.  Apparently, some of the other guys in front of us had turned around, and were staring at the crack of my bum too.

The next batter - I don't know his name - got a hit too, and Ichiro got to run.  We all stood up to cheer, and I could feel the air all around my bum and hipbones.  I looked down, and luckily my pubic hair was still covered, but my pants looked like they might fall down any second.  I glanced back at Ryosuke, and he looked ecstatic.  Koji was trying to pretend like he hadn't noticed, but the look on his face was just so funny.  I sat back down on the edge of my seat letting them get a good look at my exposed backside, and then slowly slid back into my seat.  This pulled my bottoms way down, and I started to worry that they might fall off if I stood up again.  I pulled down the front of my camisole to try to cover up, but it didn't go much past my bellybutton.  Part of me wanted to pull my track pants back up again, but part of me was wondering if I should just stand up, and see what happened.  I couldn't stop thinking about it.

The next guy up struck out.  It got so there were two outs, and Ichiro was on third base obviously planning to run home.  There was so much tension in the air because our whole section wanted to see Ichiro score a run.  The next guy up must have been a good batter because everyone started cheering.  I made a bet with myself.  If this man gets a hit, and pushes Ichiro home, I'll stand up like this, and let my pants fall down.  If he strikes out, I'll pull my pants back up, and act like a lady for the rest of the game.

The pitcher tossed a couple of balls on purpose, and the crowd started booing.  I tried to stay calm, but I was getting all jittery from the excitement.  I quietly slid my hand down the front of my pants, and started playing with myself.  I was so worked up it would just take a little bit for me to orgasm.  I looked back at Ryosuke, and he was still grinning.  I don't think he knew what I was planning, but he obviously didn't mind.  Koji was still pretending to be watching the game, but I could tell he was wondering what I was doing.  The pitcher finally started throwing for real, but the Seattle batter missed the next two.  The whole stadium was really quiet.  Someone yelled,

"Gambare!" meaning something like 'show them what you've got' in Japanese.  I was almost about to chicken out, but then Ichiro's teammate got a hit, and everyone jumped up.  I stayed sitting waiting to see if Ichiro made it home, but I couldn't see.  I stood up, but my track pants stayed wrapped around the middle of my cushy behind.  I could feel Ryosuke and Koji staring at my hips, but I couldn't just pull my pants down with them watching.  Ichiro made it home, and our section went absolutely wild cheering, and hugging each other.  I gave Misae a hug, and then Haruko and Steve.  As he pulled away, Steve looked down at my camisole and my dangerously low pants.  I guess I must have brushed my bra-less breasts against his chest when I hugged him.  I blushed when I realized, but I was just so turned on.

I turned around, and looked at Ryosuke, and he was just grinning from ear to ear.  Actually, I very rarely flaunt my body like this when there are so many people around.  I was just so charged up that day.  It was the whole crowd and the mood and getting to see Ichiro.  I was on a serious natural high.  I leaned up, and gave Ryosuke a hug.  I could tell he was trying to grab my track pants, and pull them down even more, but I managed to stay just out of reach.  I gave Koji a hug too, pressing my breasts against his big chest.  The whole crowd was chanting "Ichiro!  Ichiro!" and then on the big screen we could see the camera focusing in on our section.  I could see myself on the screen, so I started dancing, and soon the camera was focusing in on me.  I lifted up my top, and showed them my belly button, and the crowd was all clapping and cheering me on.  I came very close to flashing my breasts, but before I could get up the nerve, the big screen changed to something else.  I was so disappointed.  I'd missed my chance.

Finally, we all sat back down as the next batter came out, and stepped up to the plate.  I could feel my waistband pressing against my pubic hair, and I swear I was just so horny out of my head.  I honestly felt like just pulling my bottoms down, and flashing everybody.  Haruko and Misae could both see that my track pants were hanging low, but they didn't seem too worried about it.  I decided though that it would be better to go up, and sit next to Ryosuke just in case anything happened.

"Haruko, can you let me by?  I want to go up, and see Ryosuke."  I squeezed past Steve with him staring right at my crotch.  I was so excited my heart was pounding in my chest.  Ryosuke stood up too, took my hand, and led me up to the hallway behind the seats.

"Emi, I hate to say this, but you'd better settle down, or you're going to get us in a lot of trouble.  I can't believe you did that when the camera was on you."

I covered my mouth with my hand, and then ran my fingers through my hair, trying to get a grip.

"I don't know why.  I just feel so..."

Ryosuke led me around toward the home plate side of the stadium, and then we went up the stairs all the way to the top deck.  That particular stadium has four or five levels and the one at the top, there was hardly anyone at all sitting in the stands.  We both sat down in the back row, and looked out.  The diamond looked so far away now.  The players looked so small you'd need binoculars to really tell who was who.  There didn't even seem to be any ushers up here.

Without really thinking it through, I leaned forward lifting up my bum, and pulled my track pants down till they were hanging around my knees.  Ryosuke took one look down at my bush, but then started looking all around worrying that someone might be watching.  I don't know what I was thinking, but I slid my hand down between my legs, turned to the side, and squeezed them together getting more and more excited.  Ryosuke pointed towards the big screens, and said,

"What if those cameras are on you?"

I just giggled, and leaned over, and kissed him.

"Then they'll see us I guess."  I was pretty sure that the camera never moves up to the fifth balcony.  The cameramen have to cover the game after all.  Still, it was hard to know for sure.  They'd just been shooting me a few minutes ago, and now here I was sitting bare-assed in the balcony with my pussy showing in the bright sunlight.

"I'm going to blame it all on you, you know," I told him, giggling and kissing him some more.  For some reason, I just found the whole thing so funny.  Here, we were, sitting in the middle of this crowded stadium, with the game still on, and Ichiro down there somewhere.  I've got my pants down around my knees, the two of us necking, and I was coming frighteningly close to orgasm.  I kissed him again to try to shut him up, and again, more passionately now.

"You're crazy, you know?" he said, between kisses.  He was right, of course.  This was crazy.  Normally I'd never do anything like this, but somehow being miles from Oceanview and everyone I knew made me braver than I've ever been before.  I was just getting so into it.  I kissed him, he kissed me back, and we were both spiraling up and getting more into it.

"I think we'd better settle down, and watch the game," he told me.

I just looked at him, a bit put off.  How could he be so calm with me sitting here half naked like this?  I sat back in my seat, but I was still so horny.  I couldn't just sit back, and watch the game.  Finally, I lifted my knees up, and pulled my track pants down till they were hanging around my ankles.  I set my feet down on the back of the seats in the row in front of ours, and then spread my legs wide open flashing my naked pussy at the whole stadium.  I had just completely lost it.  I was so turned on I didn't know what I was doing anymore.  The feeling of the sun and the air on my open pussy was just fantastic.  I could really feel the orgasm coming on now.

Ryosuke had a bird though.  He tried to pull the bottom of my camisole down to cover up my naked bush.  I just sat there watching, and feeling my juices ooze out.  The camisole wasn't really long enough, so eventually he just gave up trying to fix it.  I pulled it back up and spread my legs as far apart as they would go, savoring the wonderful tingling feeling between my legs.

"I guess Ichiro gets that a lot," Ryosuke quipped.

"What?"

"Gorgeous girls showing him their pussies.  'Ichiro, come fuck me,'" he joked imitating a girl's voice.  I looked at him, and broke out laughing, pulling my legs back together.  He is pretty funny sometimes.

"No, seriously Ryosuke.  I don't know why.  I just feel so..."

"So what do you want to do?"

"Something crazy!"  I sat back up, feeling a bit more self-conscious about my nudity.

"Like what?"

"I don't know.  Flash my breasts or something."

"You've already flashed a lot more than that."

"Yeah, but no one can see us up here."

Ryosuke scanned over towards the entrance, and his eyes narrowed.  I quickly pulled up my pants, and then turned to see an usher standing at the top of the stairs.  It was hard to tell how long he had been there, but he'd obviously been watching us.  I hope he didn't see me flashing my pussy.  We quickly got up, and walked out past him.  I could feel his eyes glued to my rear as we walked away.

"Do you want to flash him?" Ryosuke whispered, nodding towards the usher.

"No, thanks."

"Who then?"

"Let's go down to the first floor, and see if we can get a picture of Ichiro."  We walked all the way down, but it was absolutely hopeless.  We couldn't get anywhere near the dugout.  I guess that only makes sense.  Still, I was so disappointed.  I really wanted to see Ichiro.  When he was out on the field, he didn't even look our way.  On our way back up, we did find a place in the corridor by the concessions where we could look out, and see the game.  We were still pretty far away, but at least we could sort of see Ichiro's face way out in right field.  I leaned on the railing, and put my hand up my camisole from underneath.

"What are you doing?" Ryosuke asked.

"I just want to flash him my breasts."

Ryosuke stood right behind me trying to shield me from the view of the concession stand workers.  I lifted my camisole up a little, but I was having trouble getting up the nerve to actually do it.  I didn't think anyone would be able to see us from this distance, least of all Ichiro, but still it took a lot of nerve to go through with it.  I'd seen American girls do this kind of stuff at concerts, but it's not as easy as it looks.  I pulled the hem up a bit more, and finally decided to try.  I yelled out "Ichiro!" and then pulled up my top for a second to show him my breasts.  As far as I could tell though no one even heard me, or looked this way.  I got really offended, and decided to take my top right off.  If that doesn't get him to look...

I looked up and down the hallway to make sure no one was coming, and then pulled one arm out.  Ryosuke put his hand on my shoulder, but he didn't stop me.  I pulled the camisole off over my head, and soon I was standing there completely topless.  I started to wonder if I could take off my bottoms too, but Ryosuke nodded towards a security guard who was coming this way, so I quickly hid behind him, and pulled my top back on.  There were just too many people around to try anything else, so we went back to Misae and them, and I tried to settle back down.

After the game, we all went out to supper, and then we had to head back to Oceanview.  I know it seems like I am always doing crazy things, but that day has to be one of the craziest.  Anyway, that's all for now.  I'll try to write again soon.

Emi Tsuruta
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