Get Ready for Fireworks
By Emi Tsuruta

Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd like to know a bit more about my friends and me and what we've been doing, please drop by my home page at:
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Anyway, finally the day of the show arrived.  Asuna lives closest to the beach, so she invited us to come there.  I packed up all the yukatas, sandals and other accessories, and headed over.  Satomi was already there.  One of Asuna's roommates, Sandra and her boyfriend, Craig, were sitting in the dining room by the patio.  I'd met them both before, one of the times when I slept over.  Craig smiled over at me, and then I remembered that he was the guy who stormed in on me that morning when I was taking a shower.  I blushed, and let out a nervous giggle.  That time had been pretty embarrassing, let me tell you.  It seemed even worse because Craig was so good-looking.  He had curly brown hair, and looked pretty athletic.

Anyway, Asuna took us back to her room, and closed the door.  I got out the yukatas, and showed them.  Asuna's was bright red, and Satomi was the one that was yellow and orange.

"Wow!  Those are really beautiful," they exclaimed.  When I first saw my own in Miori's store, I really liked the deep rich indigo color, but seeing theirs made me wish I'd got something a bit more colorful.  They'd knock the guys out in those.  I'd have to make myself up really nice to compete.  Luckily, I'd brought some make-up and accessories to complete the look.

We all quickly stripped down to our undies, but then I took those off too, getting naked.

"What are you doing?" Satomi said, horrified.

"You're not planning on wearing underwear under your yukata, are you?" I asked.  "It'll show through."

Asuna looked down at her undies, a bit perplexed.

"Of course I'm going to wear underwear," Satomi shot back.

"That's not what you're supposed to do.  They never wore underwear in the old days," I told her shaking my head.

"Really?" Asuna asked, eyes open wide.

"Of course not.  Underwear is a western invention.  It didn't arrive in Japan until the Taisho era."  Taisho was the emperor in the 1920's.  Satomi just glared at me, but she didn't say anything.  It looked like Asuna believed me.  Both Ryosuke and Miori had told me that, so I was pretty sure it is true.

From my bag, I pulled out a pair of tabi (white split-toe socks) and zori (fancy sandals that women wear with kimonos).

"Wow!" Asuna exclaimed.  "Authentic!"

I pulled them on, stood up, and modeled them for Asuna and Satomi.

"You look silly," Satomi chided.  "Here.  Hurry up, and put on your yukata for heaven's sake."

I was in no big rush to get dressed.  I was enjoying myself too much running around naked.  Satomi pulled on her yukata over her underwear.  She seemed determined to ignore my advice.  Asuna was still wavering.

"Here there's just one more thing I want to do first."  Next, I pulled out a hair comb and some hair elastics from my bag.  "I want to do my hair in a matomekami style."  Matomekami is the way women wear their hair up in a little bun when they wear kimonos.  It's supposed to show off your neck.  The neck was considered one of the most sensual parts of a woman's body in traditional Japan.

Asuna squatted down next to me looking excitedly at my hair ornaments.

"Wooow!  Where'd you get these?"

"From Miori's shop.  Pretty nice, huh?"  I looked around her room, but I couldn't see any mirrors.  "Do you have a mirror here somewhere?"

"There's one in the bathroom," she said pointing towards her door.  I tiptoed over, still naked, and opened the door a crack.

"Oh, don't you dare!" Satomi hissed.  I listened at the door for a moment.  It sounded like Sandra and Craig were still out in the dining room around the corner.

"It's just across the hall," I smiled trying to reassure her.  "I'll be right back."  I took a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies batting around inside my tummy, and dashed across to the bathroom, closing the door.  I look at my reflection in the mirror.  Maybe I shouldn't have come over here naked, but it was kind of fun sneaking around Asuna's apartment in the buff.  I'd had a shower just before I came, but I decided to wash my face again.  I scooted back to Asuna's room to grab my backpack.  Asuna had done up her yukata, but I couldn't tell if she had underwear on or not.

"Will you get dressed?" Satomi hissed at me again.  I just smiled, and ran back to the bathroom.  I got cleaned up as best I could, and dabbed a bit of white foundation on my face and neck.  I really wanted to look my best today.  I looked back in the mirror, and gave my breasts a gentle squeeze proud of how big they'd become lately.  They might even be bigger than Sandra's.  An image went through my mind of Craig gently fondling my breasts.  What am I thinking?  I'm doing this for Ryosuke not Craig.  Get a grip, girl.

I spread my legs, and fluffed up my pubic hair.  I had no idea how the fireworks would go, but I knew this was probably going to be a lot of fun.  I started debating whether I should tell Ryosuke I was going commando under my yukata.  He'd probably get all excited, and try to talk me into doing something crazy.  Now if I could only get Satomi and Asuna to shed their undies.  That would be so great if the three of us went that way.

I pulled an elastic over my hair (on my head I mean), and tried to gather it up into a bun.  I couldn't get it to stay though, so I needed some help.  Through the door though, I could hear Sandra's voice out in the hall.

"Wow!  You girls look great!  Where are you going?" she asked.

"To a fireworks show on the beach.  Do you want to join us?"

"No, we've got something planned, but thanks for asking."

For some strange reason, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy.  What could be so important that they'd pass up an offer to go see fireworks?  They weren't planning on shagging, were they?  It'd been a while since I'd been with Ryosuke, so I guess I might have had sex on the brain that day.  Maybe you know how I feel.  I think we all get that way sometimes.

Anyway, I opened the door a crack, and whispered,

"Asuna, could you come in here, and help me with my hair?"

Sandra was standing right there.  I smiled at her, intensely embarrassed to be standing here naked behind the door.  Asuna got up, and came over, and when she opened the door to come in, Sandra finally realized I was naked.  I tried to close the door behind Asuna, but Sandra held it open.

"What's going on over here?" she asked, intrigued.

"I'm just trying to get my hair done up."

Asuna took a hold of my hair, and finally got it rolled up into a ball.  We slid the comb in, and with a little bit of coaxing got it to stay.  Sandra was staring at me fascinated.

"You know what you look like?" she said.  "One of those Geisha girls."

Asuna and I both laughed.

"Or more like a Maiko," Asuna corrected.  Maiko are the younger geisha in training.  I squatted down, and pulled out an uchiwa, a Japanese fan to complete the look.  I fanned my face, and gazed over at them demurely doing my best imitation of a Maiko.  Sandra started killing herself laughing.

Suddenly, in the mirror, I realized that there were another pair of eyes peering around the corner in the door.  It was Craig.  He must have heard the laughing, and came to see what was going on.  I glanced around the bathroom for something to cover myself with, but my yukata was still back in Asuna's room.  I covered my pubic hair with my fan trying to save some modesty.  He stood there gaping at me open-mouthed.

"Um... uh...," I stammered, pointing him out with the fan.  Sandra turned, and started hitting him.

"Hey!  Hey!  No peeking!" she yelled, chasing him off back into the living room.  My heart was just pounding in my chest.  I hadn't really expected him to peek in, but now that he had seen me, I was so excited.  Asuna gave me a dirty look, but I just blushed.  Suddenly, I got an idea.

"Where's my purse?" I asked.

"What purse?"

"The round one that goes with the yukata."

"I don't know.  Maybe it's in my room," she said scurrying off to look.  I quietly tiptoed out into the hall, and slipped past her room, careful not to let Satomi see me.  I was so excited walking the hall naked.  I peeked my eyes around the corner, peering into the living room.  Sandra and Craig were back over by the window sitting at the dining room table, joking and giggling away about me I guess.  I was glad Sandra wasn't upset.  Maybe I can push this a little further.

"Did I leave my purse out here?" I asked them meekly.  They both looked over, surprised to see me sticking my head out around the corner.  Sandra shot a quick look at Craig, but then got up to look for my bag.  Craig dashed into the kitchen, and seconds later was standing in the other doorway staring straight at me.  I was so embarrassed, but I was going crazy out of my head with excitement.  I covered my pussy with my fan, but then I got another idea.

"Where's Craig?" I asked Sandra, innocently pretending I couldn't see him, even though he was standing right there.  Sandra looked around, but she couldn't see him from where she was standing.

"I don't know.  Craig?" she called out into the kitchen.  He'd apparently figured out I was up to something, and just held his breath, keeping completely quiet.

"I just want to get my bag," I said, walking straight out into the middle of the living room.  My whole body was on fire.  I could hardly believe I was doing this.  Sandra freaked out completely.

"Emi, you can't come out here!  There are people in the courtyard."

I knew she was right, but I wasn't thinking straight anymore.  I was so worked up flashing Craig and god knows who all else.  I walked right up to the floor-to-ceiling picture window, and bent over to pick up my bag off the coffee table.  I glanced back, and both Sandra and Craig were staring right at my bare tush unable to believe my audacity.  I was so excited I was quivering all over.

"Sorry.  Here it is," I said holding it up to show them.  There did seem to be some people outside, but luckily, they hadn't noticed me yet.  I quickly walked back to the hall, Craig staring right at my pussy and then at my bare behind as I walked away.  Asuna came out of her room, gawking at me as I showed her the bag.

"Where'd you find that?" she asked, scandalized.

"It was in the living room," I blushed.  She was so exasperated at my stunt she couldn't even speak.  She just stood there glaring at me.  "Anyway, let's get dressed, and get going," I said.  I had to get out of there before I did something I would really regret.

Anyway, once Satomi, Asuna and I were all dressed and ready, we went out into the living room, and said goodbye to Sandra and Craig.  Sandra looked a little bit embarrassed after seeing me streak through the living room earlier to grab my purse, but Craig was grinning from ear to ear.

"Have a good time!" he told us cheerily.

Anyway, we said goodbye, and headed down the elevator all dressed up in our colorful yukatas.

"Does everyone have everything?" Asuna asked.

"Oh I left my backpack and clothes in your room," I told her.  "Is that OK?"

"Yeah, I guess we can come back, and pick it up later."

Out on the street, a lot of people turned to look at us as we walked by.  I guess they weren't really used to seeing girls in yukatas.  I felt kind of happy though, glad to be free of my underwear for a change.  I was smiling so cheerfully, that Satomi finally asked,

"What?"

"Oh nothing.  I'm just looking forward to the show," I explained.

There were already some people at the beach when we arrived.  Yuuki was there looking terribly cute in a pink yukata with Takuya and Hiro.  Kazuo, Tetsu and Mark were busy setting up the fireworks.  Yuriko and Noriko showed up before too long, but there was still no sign of Ryosuke.  Probably he was having trouble getting out of work.

The sun went down, and it started getting dark.  A lot of other Japanese and Americans showed up, people I didn't know so well.  We laid out a ground sheet on the sand, and sat down waiting for the show to start.  Yuriko sat right in front of us, and seemed to be saving a place for Kazuo.  I guess they are going out.  Takuya were clowning around trying to get the rest of us to laugh.  We were all so happy to be there.

Finally, Kazuo came back, and the show started.  Tetsu and Mark went out on a small boat, and set off the fireworks from there.  You would see these white dots arcing up from the sea, and then they would explode in a flurry of sparks, and fan out in circular patterns.  They must have ordered these from Japan, because they looked exactly like the ones I'd seen on the beach in Shonan when I was growing up.

Finally, Ryosuke showed up.  He came over smiling, obviously delighted to see me in a yukata.  He sat down next to me.  Yuuki was looking over at him curiously - I guess they'd never met before, and Takuya looked a bit jealous.  I'd told Takuya I had a boyfriend, but perhaps he had hoped to steal me away.

With Ryosuke there, I felt a lot calmer, more relaxed.  I leaned back, and spread my legs, gazing up at the sky enjoying the show.  Soon though I realized that Kazuo kept glancing back, looking down between my legs.  Oh shoot!  Without really thinking about it, I'd been flashing him my pussy.  I glanced over at Asuna, but she was sitting in a much more demure pose with her legs tucked in over to the side.  I sat up, and brushed the sand off my hands, but Kazuo had gotten this wild look in his eyes, so I decided I'd better clear out.  I nodded to Ryosuke, and then stood up, and went over to where Yuuki was sitting.

"What's wrong?" she whispered as I sat down next to her. I shook my head, embarrassed to tell her what had just happened.  I finally leaned over, and whispered in her ear.

"Are you wearing panties?"

Her face kind of went white, but she finally shook her head no.  I didn't explain, but I guess I didn't really need to.  She looked over at Kazuo who kept glancing over at me.

Soon, the first part of the show finished, and they took a break to set up for the second half.  We girls all headed off to the ladies room, back through the trees near the entrance to the beach.  They were all talking about the show, but I was still worrying about having flashed Kazuo my pussy.  It was tingling in the worst way, and just wouldn't stop.  I sidled up next to Yuriko, and asked her next.

"Are you wearing any underwear?"

She opened her eyes wide, and gave me the weirdest look.  Satomi overheard, and rushed to reassure her.

"Emi's been on about this all day."

"Well?" I asked, tilting my head to the side, curious.  Yuriko looked flustered, and fanned her face, not saying anything.  "Can I take that as a no?" I persisted.

"Why are you so interested?" she asked defensively.

"Well, Asuna's not, and Yuuki's not, and I'm not, so I was just curious; that's all.  I think Satomi must be the only one."

Satomi blew her hair up, seemingly annoyed that I was still on about this.

"Satomi, will you take yours off if Yuriko is commando too?"

"Emi!" she scowled storming off into the washroom.  I don't know why she always gets so angry like this.  It's really not such a big deal.  The conversation turned back to the show and who all was there.  We'd gotten quite a good turn out.  Still, I couldn't stop thinking about how exposed I felt with no underwear on.

Soon it was time for the show to start again.  Satomi, Yuuki and Yuriko all headed back, but I was still helping Asuna fix her hair.

"That's a beautiful yukata you got," I said.

"Yeah, thanks for helping me get it.  That was really nice of your friend Miori to send it over."

"My pleasure."  I glanced down at it, getting an idea.  "Um, do you think I could try it on?"

"What?"

"Your yukata.  I just want to see how it looks."

She looked down at it, and then slowly nodded.

"I guess."

The washroom we were standing in was a fairly rough cement block hut.  The park ranger had jammed the door open, and we were standing just inside by the mirrors and sinks.  We both glanced back at the door wondering if it was safe to change right here.  It was pretty dark outside and all we could see were the trees surrounding the hut.  I slowly undid my belt, and pulled my yukata open.

"I guess it's safe," I said trying to reassure her.  She still looked pretty worried, but she undid her own belt.  I took my yukata off, folded it, and set it down on the counter, getting all excited to be standing there naked in the cool night air.  Asuna peered over at me shyly and then took hers off too, and handed it to me.  Asuna is younger than I am, and so her body is still kind of school-girlish, but her breasts are beginning to fill out, and she looks more like a woman than she used to.  She kind of blinked nervously under my gaze.

"Hurry up.  I don't want to stand here like this forever."  She covered her pussy and breasts with her hands obviously intensely embarrassed to be naked.  I was about to put her yukata on, when we both heard a noise, like the cracking of twigs coming from outside the door.  I felt a shiver run up my spine, and Asuna looked even more petrified than I did.

"What was that?" I whispered.  I cautiously sallied over to the door, holding Asuna's yukata in front of me, and peered out into the dark woods.  I couldn't see anything at first, so I stuck my head right out the door, and glanced down the path.  I almost jumped because there was someone coming this way, but then I realized it was Ryosuke.

"Oh it's just Ryosuke," I whispered back to Asuna.  She smiled meekly.  Ryosuke was her cousin, and acted much like her older brother all the time she'd been in the States.  I was so happy to see him, I scurried out the door and down the path to meet him.  I was still holding the yukata in front of me folded over my arm to cover my pussy, but I was completely naked otherwise.

"Ho ho ho," he laughed.  "Isn't this a pleasant surprise!"

"What are you doing out here?"

"I came to look for you."

I smiled, and gave him a kiss.  He wrapped his arm around my bare waist, and pushed the yukata away to take a peek at my pussy.  He went to touch , but I stopped him.

"Asuna's back there," I warned nodding back towards the washroom.  He walked me back to the door, and then peered in.

"Wow!  What on earth are you doing?" he said when he saw her standing there naked.

"Get out of here!  This is the girl's washroom!" she shouted angrily, throwing a paper towel at him.

"OK, OK.  Sorry to disturb you two lovely ladies."

Before I fully realized what he was doing, he took the yukata from me, and made off with it.

"Hey, bring that back!" I cried after him.  I looked back at Asuna, and she was absolutely panicking.  "OK, OK.  Calm down."  I grabbed my yukata, and handed it to her.  "Here, you can use this to chase after him."

She looked at me obviously a bit worried about leaving me here naked alone, but I nodded for her to hurry up, so she pulled it on, and went out, and ran after him.  I just sort of stood there for a moment my heart pounding in my chest.  I really hadn't expected Ryosuke to take the yukata like that.  I mean, he'd done things like this before, but usually he had more sense.  I kept rubbing my chin, but I was getting more and more excited standing here naked in the cool air.  I wonder if Asuna has caught him yet.  I glanced over at the door, and then slowly walked over.  I could hear the fireworks going off, but no sign of Asuna or Ryosuke.  Drat!  I'm missing the show too.  Hurry up Ryosuke, and bring the yukata back!

Outside the woods looked so dark and still.  I began to get a naughty idea.  Maybe I could just sneak out, and take a peek - see what's going on.  I ambled forward walking awkwardly in my zori.  Maybe I should just take them off.  I slid each foot out of them, and lifted it up to take off my tabi socks.  The concrete floor felt cold and rough on my bare feet, but for some reason that was just getting me even more excited.  I looked back at the mirrors confirming once more that I was indeed stark naked.  I didn't really know what I was doing anymore.  For some reason, I just walked right out onto the path peering left and right to see if anyone was coming.  I still couldn't hear Ryosuke nor Asuna, but the fireworks sounded louder now, exploding in the sky back on the other side of the washroom.  I wandered down to the far side of the cabin, but that was just woods.

I came back, and peered out into the clearing that led left back to the highway or right down to the beach.  I could see a whole bunch of people sitting down on the beach looking up at the fireworks.  Surely Ryosuke wouldn't go that way.  I peered back up towards the parking lot, but that looked pretty quiet.  I stepped out into the clearing, intending to just dash up, and take a quick peek to see if they were there.

Unfortunately, before I'd made it half way down, this couple appeared out of nowhere coming walking the other way.  I was so surprised I just froze, not knowing what to say, how to explain.  The guy was American and the girl Japanese, but luckily I didn't recognize them from anywhere.  They both looked so shocked to see me standing here naked out in the open.  We just stared at each other for the longest time, and then suddenly, I heard Asuna calling me from behind.

"Emi!  Emi!  I got it!"  She ran up, opening her eyes wide when she saw this couple staring at me.  "Um, my cousin stole her yukata," she explained to them, handing it to me.  I quickly got dressed.  There was an awkward silence, and then finally they broke out laughing.

"You'd better be careful," the guy warned.  They thought it was hilarious, but I just stared at the ground too embarrassed to speak.  Asuna pulled me back to the washrooms, and we finally switched back to our own yukatas.  I washed my feet, and pulled my tabi and zori back on.  Asuna looked a bit regretful, for some reason thinking that it had all been her fault.  Ryosuke eventually apologized to us both.  I felt so embarrassed at the time, but now looking back on it, that whole night was kind of fun in a way.

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