A bit more about Norika and then me!

By Emi Tsuruta, first posted June 28, 2002

Before I get to my actual trip, there are still a couple more things I
want to tell you about first. They are kind of important for
understanding what comes later. I am trying to remember exactly when
everything happened. I think they took place when I was in my second
year of high school, after my sister Norika had moved out to go to
university. That summer, she came back to stay with us for a couple of
months till school started up again. I don't know what had happened to
her at university, but whatever it was she seemed even wilder than
before. Oh, she still acted like a good girl in front of mom and dad,
but ... well, let me tell you about it.

I guess it was some weekday afternoon. Dad had gone to work, and mom
was out shopping. I was quietly studying in my room. I went downstairs
to get something to drink, and was about to come back when something
caught my eye from the garden. In our dining room, there is this large
glass sliding door with a thin lace curtain hanging over it. I sort of
glanced out, and noticed Norika's feet at the bottom of one of those
long lawn chairs you can stretch out on. I probably wouldn't have
stopped, except that she wasn't wearing any shoes or socks. I pulled
back the curtain, and opened the door to outside. There she was lying
stark naked just a few feet from the hedge that separates our house
from the street.

I totally freaked out. Our house is on the corner, and our small
garden is at the side with only this high hedge and a few small trees
blocking the view from the street. True, the whole garden is a bit
above street level, but you can kind of see through the branches of
the hedge. Even worse, we are on a corner surrounded by two-storey
houses. I quickly glanced up at our neighbours' windows.

Norika looked over, and saw me standing there.

"Emi, ... wha- wha- what are you doing home?" she asked looking pretty
surprised.

I'd been pretty quiet all afternoon, so I guess she must have figured I
went shopping with mom. She looked down at her naked body clearly
embarrassed to be caught like that.

"Oh Emi, promise me whatever you do, you won't tell mom and dad.
They'd kill me. You have to tell me you promise! Promise me you
won't."

I nodded OK. She kept saying the same thing over and over, but I was
less worried about mom and dad than I was about our neighbours. Some
of them are pretty nosey, and I was worried that they would hear us
talking. I took Norika by the arm, and tried to get her to come in, but
she pulled away.

"What are you doing? People will see you. You'd better come in," I
told her sternly.

"Oh, don't worry. I do this all the time."

I was even more shocked.

"The only people I think might've seen me are mom and dad, but that
time, I ran in, and got dressed before they made it inside. They didn't
say anything about it, so I guess they didn't actually see me."

"Oh Norika, you can't just stay here. If you don't come in now, I
really will tell mom and dad."

She looked at me straight in the eye, and then finally got up. She
slipped her feet into her sandals, and then leaned over to pick up her
sun tan lotion and a little towel she had brought out with her. As she
leaned down, she stuck her bottom straight up in the air, and spread her
legs a little. I knew she was just trying to get a reaction out of me,
but somehow, the sight of her pussy glistening there in the sunlight
was a bit more than I could take. Her thick black hair was glistening,
wet with this creamy liquid. Shocked, I held out my hand to cover her
up, but she just looked back at me with this strange look on her face.

"Norika, hurry up ... before mom gets back."

She stood back up, and stretched basking in the warmth of the sun.

"Emi, you really should relax a bit more, and enjoy yourself," she said
with a mischievous grin. She finally went in, but I could feel my face
getting hot with embarrassment. I sat down panting, my heart racing.
Why is she always doing these things?

A few weeks later, she did something even worse. Tomoyuki, my
boyfriend at the time, was over, and we were studying together on the
carpet in the living room. My mom was in the kitchen making supper.
Suddenly, Norika came racing down the stairs.

"Oh my gosh. I'm going to be late." Apparently, she had some kind of
date with one of her boyfriends. She dashed into the bath room, and we
could hear the shower running. Tomoyuki was sitting facing me with his
back to the dining room, but he pricked up his ears once he heard her
get into the shower. We both got so distracted by what Norika was
doing that we completely lost track of what we were working on. We
just kind of sat there staring blankly at our textbooks while I kept
wishing that Norika would hurry up, and go out.

The shower stopped, and before I knew what was happening, she came
running out into the dining room buck naked, her hair dripping wet.

"Where's my dress? Where's my dress?"

Tomoyuki sat straight up clearly wondering what was going on behind
his back. Maybe the look of shock on my face had given it away. I
froze not sure what to do while Norika frantically pawed through the
clean laundry hanging at the far end of the dining room. She glanced
over, and saw Tomoyuki sitting there with his back to her, but she just
gave me this little smirk, and kept on searching for her dress.

Tomoyuki started to turn, but thankfully before he caught sight of
her, she disappeared back into the kitchen, and started talking to mom.

"Put some clothes on for heaven's sakes," mom yelled finally having
figured out what was going on.

Aaaargh! Norika was bad enough, but now my mom had given it away for
sure. Tomoyuki could not control himself anymore. He turned full
around, and started craning his neck to get a look at Norika, but she
was still in the kitchen.

"I have to go! There's no time! I'm going to be late!" Norika kept
repeating. I leaned over the coffee table, and pulled hard on
Tomoyuki's sleeve to try to get him to turn back around, but it was
too late. Norika came bounding back into the dining room still as
naked as ever. I struggled to get up, but Tomoyuki's eyes were locked
on Norika as she leaned forward to look through the clean laundry
folded on a chair. Her large breasts swayed back and forth as she
moved. She made no effort to cover up her thick black pubic hair still
dripping wet.

She finally found her dress, and looked up, pretending to notice
Tomoyuki for the first time.

"Kyaa! Why didn't someone tell me there was someone here?" she yelled
at mom. Right! As if she didn't know already.

Mom came out of the kitchen, motioned for Norika to move out of sight,
and then started apologizing to Tomoyuki. He tried to put a serious
look on his face, but meanwhile Norika had turned around to unhook her
bra and panties from the hanger behind her. His eyes were planted
firmly on her wide hips and naked bottom. I couldn't believe she was
still standing there like that.

My mom turned, and yelled,

"Norika!" but this just made her drop the bra. Tomoyuki's eyes went
wider still as she leaned forward to pick it up. She made no effort to
cover up as her pussy came clearly into view. I pulled desperately on
Tomoyuki's shirt, but his eyes were glazing over as a large bulge
formed in his pants. Norika straightened up, but the damage had been
done. He tilted his head back breathing heavily as Norika slinked out
of sight. We heard her go upstairs, and then when she was ready, come
back down.

"Bye everyone. Don't wait up."

I was so angry. I couldn't believe she could do such a thing to me.
For the rest of the night, Tomoyuki had this goofy grin on his face. I
started to get angry at him instead.

The next few times he called me up, I refused to see him. Eventually,
I calmed down, and things got back to normal. I stayed angry with
Norika for a while after that, but eventually, I forgot about the
whole thing.

About a year after that though, something happened which kind of
changed the way I thought about what Norika had done. I guess it
happened the summer after that in my last year of high school. At the
time, I was thinking about going to university in Japan, so I was
supposed to be studying for my entrance exams. There was this big
fireworks show being held on a beach not too far from my house, so my
best friend Michiyo and I decided to take a break from studying and
go.

I guess I haven't told you about Michiyo yet, but in high school we
were best friends. I guess she's a bit shyer than I am. Back then she
never had a boyfriend, although there must have been a lot of boys who
asked her out. The boys in our class used to make a big deal about her
because they say she looks like a famous idol singer or actress. I
guess I can see why. She has these almond shaped eyes, which she
blinks over and over when she's nervous, but she usually pulls her
bangs down to cover her eyes. She has the most beautiful hair too. I
got her to teach me how to do mine up the same way she does.

Anyway, that afternoon, the two of us put away our schoolbooks, and
headed over to this beach a couple of train stops away from where we
live. We found a place to sit, and sat down to watch the show. We saw
my first cousin, Hideki, who lives really close to there. I pointed
him out to Michiyo, and she said he looked cute. He's a couple of
years younger than us. He's got this short black hair that kind of
sticks up, and wide eyes so he looks kind of like a cartoon character.
He doesn't talk too much, but he sometimes jokes around with me.
Anyway, we didn't say hi or anything, but just settled in to watch the
show.

Near the end, all of a sudden it started to rain. Neither Michiyo nor
I had brought an umbrella, but it started really coming down hard. I
couldn't see Hideki anymore, but his house is closer than the train
station, so we decided to make a run for there. By the time, we got
there we were soaked to the skin. My aunt Sachi, Hideki's mother,
answered the door.

"Oh, Emi, come in. Come in. Your mom phoned, and said you might be
coming." My aunt is a few years younger than my mom, and different
from her in a lot of ways. She dresses really nicely, and looks much
younger than she is. Most of the time she's pretty sensible, but
sometimes if someone tells a risque story, she'll laugh and laugh. My
mom is much more conservative, but the two of them are good friends.

"Sorry about this, Aunt Sachi. We got caught in the storm..."

"That's alright, but the two of you look soaked. You better come in,
and change before you catch a cold.  Tell you what. Why don't you have
a shower while I go fetch you some clothes?" I looked at Michiyo who
nodded shyly. She felt bad about imposing, but I knew my aunt didn't
mind. I nodded too. My aunt opened the door to the bath, just next to
the entranceway.

"Here I'll go get you some towels and some dry clothes." She rushed
off as we took off our shoes, and went into the small room next to the
bath. I could hear voices coming from the back of the house. I thought
it was my uncle and aunt. There was no sign of Hideki. He must still
be outside in the storm.

Michiyo shut the door to the hall, and we both stripped out of our
clothes. I started wringing my jeans out over the sink, but they were
dripping wet.

"Does your aunt have a dryer?" Michiyo asked.

"I think so."

My aunt didn't come back right away, so we just left our clothes in a
basket on the floor, and went into the bath. It was kind of cramped,
but anyway, I let Michiyo shower off first, and then get into the tub. I
just had a shower. It felt so nice to finally get warm.

After a while, we saw my aunt come back through the frosted glass of
the shower room door. She laid some towels on the counter next to the
sink, and then went away again. We started to dry ourselves off when
she came back with some clean clothes. We both wrapped our towels
around us to cover up. I felt kind of self-conscious standing there
naked like that even though it was just my aunt.

"These belong to Namie," she told us holding up a stack of clean
clothes.

"Hideki's sister," I explained to Michiyo.

"I guess she's about the same size as you two."

Michiyo picked out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and I took what I
thought was a cotton sundress. My uncle started calling, so my aunt
quickly turned to us, and asked,

"Should I bring some other things? Some underwear perhaps?"

Michiyo and I looked at each other. I felt a bit strange about wearing
someone else's underwear. We both shook our heads no, and then my aunt
disappeared again down the hall.

Once she was gone, I unwrapped my towel, and slipped the "dress" over
my head only to realize that it was actually a t-shirt, just slightly
longer than the one Michiyo took. I managed to pull it down far enough
to cover my pubic hair, but the material was so thin and kind of
stretchy. You could see my nipples sticking out. I tried to pull it
down at the back too, but I couldn't get it to cover my bottom. I turned
to look at myself in the mirror. Sure enough, you could see the cheeks
of my buttocks and this little tuft of black pubic hair sticking out from
between them.

Michiyo looked over at my horrified face, and broke out laughing.

"Wanna trade?" she offered with a grin.

"You want to wear this?"

"No, I meant just the t-shirts." She turned toward me to show me how
long it was. It just barely covered her belly button.

"Very funny." I felt embarrassed enough as it was. "I better go ask if I can borrow some jeans too." I opened the door, and peered anxiously out into the hall. Still no sign of Hideki. I pulled down the shirt as far as it would go, and nervously stepped out into the hall. I could feel the air on my behind and between my legs, and the feeling was driving me crazy. I don't think I'd ever done anything like that before, although I'd seen Norika do it as I've been telling you.  It felt so strange especially when I walked because you expect to feel your underwear there between your legs, but there's nothing.  My heart started to beat faster.  So this is how Norika must feel.

From the back of the house, I could hear my uncle and aunt's voice. I
tiptoed down the hall, and pulling the hem down as far as it would go,
I opened the door to the living room. Instead of my uncle and aunt,
the first people I saw were this other Japanese woman and a western
man. Further round the corner, my aunt looked over at me.

"Oh Emi, I'm glad you came. You remember your cousin, Kanako, don't you?"

"Emi? I can hardly believe it. That last time I saw you, you were only about this high," Kanako said with a big smile. I did remember her.  She used to drive us around when we visited my grandma's house in the country.

Almost without thinking, I took a step forward to greet her, but
suddenly I felt this rush of cool air blowing in from behind onto my
still damp bottom. I turned to see Hideki and one of his friends
coming in through the front door. Oh no! Now what do I do?

Michiyo shyly backed into the room next to the bath. My aunt got up,
and rushed past me to see to the soaked Hideki. My uncle, who was now
behind me, stood up.

"Uh Sachi. Maybe you'd better get some clothes for Emi here first. You must be pretty cold like that," he said staring directly at my bare bottom peeking out from under the hem. I turned to him feeling so grateful for rescuing me from this embarrassing situation, but my aunt wasn't so obliging.  She was in one of her frisky moods.

"I already offered her some underwear, but she said she didn't need any. Isn't that right now, Emi?"

Suddenly I felt all eyes focus in on my exposed mid-section. My uncle, Kanako and her husband were all staring straight at my bare behind.  Hideki and his friend were focusing on the hand I had buried between my legs. I tried to pull the t-shirt down some more, but when I did, I could feel it lurch up at the back exposing even more of my sensitive little bottom. In an effort to get away, I flitted down the hallway to where my aunt was standing, but I could feel the t-shirt billowing up at the back.

"Close the door for heaven's sakes," my uncle boomed. I was so nervous I was shaking. I'd never felt so exposed, so vulnerable. I weakly asked with my aunt,

"I changed my mind. Could I get a pair of jeans too?"

It was then that Hideki noticed Michiyo standing in the doorway to the bath. She bowed shyly, pulling her t-shirt down to cover her bellybutton. Unfortunately, this had the effect of emphasizing the shape of her breasts through the thin cotton.  Hideki began staring at her breasts, and as soon as she noticed, her cheeks started to turn bright red.  She batted her eyelashes, and lowered her head to hide her eyes with her bangs, but I could tell that this was just getting Hideki more excited. My uncle came down the hall, and even he started looking at Michiyo's small breasts.

This was all a bit much for me. I don't know what happened, but I just kind of snapped. Maybe I was upset because they were all looking at Michiyo or whatever, but anyway, I let go of the hem of my t-shirt, slid past my aunt, and started to dash up the stairs. I was so nervous that I tripped, and fell forward, just barely breaking my fall with my hands. For a moment, I just stayed there leaning forward on the stairs trying to catch my breath till I realized that everyone else was staring at my bare bottom, which was now sticking straight up in the air.

I lifted my leg to try to straighten up, but this just gave them a better view of my pussy. I reached down to cover up, but as I put my hand between my legs, I began to feel a really strange kind of pleasureful feeling down there. I stood straight up, and quickly climbed the rest of the stairs.

I wasn't really sure which room was Namie's, but I could feel them watching me from below, so I darted into the first room on the right.  Hideki yelled out,

"Hey!" and came racing up the stairs after me, so I knew it must be his room. I pulled the t-shirt down between my legs, and turned to face him when he came in.

"Sorry I thought this was Namie's room." 

He just kind of stood there breathing heavily looking from my legs to my face then back to my legs. His face and clothes were dripping from the rain, but he looked kind of handsome with his short black hair sticking up even more than usual and this confused look in his eyes.

"You'd better change," I said walking up next to him. "Which one is Namie's room?"

He turned to face me, and then just kind of gestured down the hall towards the right. I hurried out of the room and down the hall, but he probably got another glimpse of my bottom as I disappeared into Namie's room.

Michiyo came up, and joined me as the excitement settled down downstairs.  I could still hear my aunt laughing, and telling my cousin how it had all started.  Michiyo was pulling her own shirt down, and looking down at the shape her breasts made through the material.

"I guess we kind of goofed up," she said wistfully. I sat down on Namie's chair, but the feeling of the seat on my bare bottom just reminded of how naked I was. I got up, and went over to the dresser, and started
looking for some jeans or something else to wear. My aunt finally came up,
and helped me pick out something. She invited us to come down, and join
them, but I felt too embarrassed, so we just sat in Namie's room till
our clothes dried. Apparently, my aunt told my mom about it, but my
mom hasn't said anything.

I guess it's no big deal really, but at the time, I felt humiliated.
Ah well, live and learn. Anyway, next time, I'll finally start telling
you about what I did while I was in Japan. As always, I look forward
to hearing from you.

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