Outdoor barbecue
By Emi Tsuruta

Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd like to know more about my friends and me, please drop by my home page at:
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One autumn a few years ago, Oceanview University's Japanese Student Union organized a barbecue.  It was held on the edge of campus on this grassy area behind the Institute Mexicana just inside the Coast Road that runs along the top of the cliffs.  It's not a particularly big field, but it is kind of secluded, so I guess that's why they held it there.  My boyfriend Ryosuke had the day off work, and my friends Satomi and Asuna came, as well as most of the JSU regulars - Kazuo, Ayumi, Mark, Tetsu and that lot.  For the occasion, I decided to try out a new outfit: sunglasses, black leather boots, a wide-brimmed straw hat, a beige safari blouse with buckles and straps, and matching shorts.  Ryosuke joked that I looked ready to go exploring in the jungle, but actually, that field is right near the woods, so I figured my outfit wasn't that strange.

In the morning on our way there, it was raining, so we were worried that they might not be able to start the fire.  It did clear off though, and when we got there, Kazuo was working on building a campfire for the barbecue.  Ryosuke suggested that he and I go for a walk.  I went over, and said hi to Satomi and Asuna, and chatted with them for a bit until Ryosuke came, and dragged me away.  I wasn't really sure what was so urgent, but once we set out, he headed straight across the road and down a bit until we came to the entrance to the stairs that lead down the cliffs through the forest to the nude beach.  So that's what this was all about!  Ryosuke had been hinting that he and I should go to the nude beach, but up until then, I'd never gone with him, only with my girl friends like Satomi or Erika.  I was still a bit worried that he might get overexcited, but he seemed in a fairly relaxed mood, so I followed him down the steps.  He was walking quite quickly, so I had to hurry to keep up.

Once we came out onto the beach, I realized that there weren't that many people around.  Ryosuke surveyed the whole scene, but as soon as he realized that there weren't any naked women there - only naked men! - he sat down on the sand at the back of the beach.

"Aren't you going to come in swimming?" I asked a bit disappointed.

"You go ahead.  I'll stay here, and guard our stuff."

The guys further down appeared to be bikers.  They seem to be the only ones who come down here in the off-season when no one else is around.  I could understand a bit why Ryosuke might be worried about our stuff, but actually, I'd spoken with some of these nudist biker guys before, and I didn't think they were as dangerous as you might think.  They reminded me a bit of hippies with their long hair and laid-back attitude.

Anyway, I took up a position just on the edge of the woods, so they wouldn't be able to see as I stripped out of my safari outfit.  The first time I'd been here - with Satomi I guess - they'd come down to say hi, and check us out, but perhaps with Ryosuke here, they wouldn't be so bold.  Luckily, even after I got naked, they didn't come this way, so I finally wandered down towards the water.  The water was a little bit cool - it was autumn after all - but I found it invigorating, not least because I was naked.  I didn't stay in long though.  When I came back to Ryosuke, he kind of looked at me wondering how I planned to dry off without any towel.  I hadn't really thought that part through, but anyway, I pulled on my safari blouse over my wet skin just for modesty's sake while we talked over what to do.

"Kazuo's building a fire up at the camp site," Ryosuke offered.  He hadn't said so, but I could tell he was hoping that I would make the trek up to the barbecue in just my blouse.  I stood back up, brushing the sand off of my bare behind, letting Ryosuke have a look, so he could tell me if my blouse was long enough for me to wear it in public.  It was kind of long, sort of like a safari jacket almost, with flaps of thickish burlappy material hanging down below the waist belt.  Ryosuke looked me up and down, and calmly informed me,

"You look fine."  I was still a bit worried, but the way Ryosuke said it reassured me a bit, so I got out my flip-flops, and packed away my bra, panties, hat, shorts and boots in my bag.  On the way back up the hill, I could feel the breeze on my still wet pussy, but it was a pleasurable sensation waking me up and making me feel alive.

As we came across the field, Satomi and a few other people from our JSU group glanced over this way, but they didn't really look at me strange or anything, so I figured it would be alright.  I gave my bag to Ryosuke, and wandered right up to the campfire, trying to warm up, and dry off.  Across the way, there was a new guy named Paul, sitting cross-legged by the fire.  I didn't know him that well, but I think he said he's from England.  He was tall, had longish black hair, and was usually pretty quiet.  No one knew if he could speak Japanese, but apparently, he'd lived in Japan for a while.

He gazed over at my eyes, then down at my crotch and then up at my eyes again, obviously finding something strange about my outfit.  I pulled nervously at the hem, realizing for the first time that it was quite short indeed, especially considering that Paul, Kazuo and some of the others were sitting down, their eye level around the same height as my hem.  I looked around at the other boys sitting around the fire, but luckily Paul seemed to be the only one who found my outfit strange.  I wasn't sure whether this was because they were more used to California fashions, or because Paul was sitting directly in front of me, but anyway, I ended up tilting my body to the side slightly, and continuing to warm myself by the fire.

Paul continued to stare at my crotch though, seemingly quite fascinated by whatever it was he could see.  I turned away from him, and spread my arms soaking in the heat from the back this time, but he seems just as fascinated with my rear end.  The more he stared at me, the more worried I became that he might actually be able to see something.

I turned, and looked over at Ryosuke, wondering if I should go get my clothes, and get dressed, but he was deep in conversation with some of the Japanese upperclassmen.  Ryosuke of course knew I was naked underneath this blouse, but he was more focused on whatever it was they were talking about, and evidently hadn't noticed Paul staring at me.

I wasn't really sure what to do.  Once I was dry, I could head into the Institute Mexicana, and change into my clothes, but on the other hand, I kind of wanted to catch Ryosuke's eye, and get him to take a picture of me standing by the campfire before I got back dressed.  It was kind of weird having Paul stare at me, but he wasn't really doing any harm.  He hadn't pointed me out to anyone else, and seemed quite content to just sit there, and watch me.  I felt a bit flattered actually.  Paul was rather handsome, and there were lots of girls there that day that he could be chatting up, but instead he seemed most interested in me.

Satomi finally came over.

"How come your hair is all wet?" she asked, pointing to my head, not really noticing my bare legs.

"Um, Ryosuke and I walked down to the beach, and I went in for a quick dip."

"Oh, wasn't it cold?" she sympathized wrapping her arm around my back to warm me.  I'm sure she didn't mean to, but she was pulling on my blouse a bit causing Paul to go cross-eyed as he tried to catch a glimpse of my pussy.

"Here, let me get you a towel for your hair," she said, scooting off for her bag.  Trying to keep my balance, I guess I must have spread my legs a little, making Paul blink all the more, shocked at my 'brazen' behavior.  Satomi came right back, and handed me the towel, while I wondered what to do.  I was acutely aware that if I reached up to dry off my head, that would pull my hem up even more, exposing my pussy, but Ryosuke was still chatting up a storm with the upperclassmen, ignoring me completely.  Satomi seemed awfully cheerful for once, and to tell you the truth, I was feeling pretty good myself.

I turned even more to the side, but watching Paul out of the corner of my eye, I slowly raised my arms to dry the hair on my head.  I could feel the warm air wafting up from the fire on my hello kitty now, and Paul's eyes popped open wide.  I turned to Satomi pretending not to see Paul, but she was glancing around at all these guys who were now for the first time staring right at me.  Even the guys behind us were gawking at me now, so I think what must have happened was I'd raised my arms so high that it had pulled the hem of my safari shirt up to the point where they could see my bare bottom.

I must admit that flashing them my pussy and backside gave me a little thrill like that, but anyway, I quickly lowered my arms before Satomi could figure out why all these guys were staring at me.  Unfortunately, it was too late.  The guys around us had all gone dead silent as they wondered if they had actually seen what they thought they saw.

I felt embarrassed of course for having been caught pantyless, but actually, more than that, I was starting to feel excited.  I could feel a different kind of wetness developing down there between my legs, and my breasts had started to swell up lifting my blouse even higher.  Whoops!  I hadn't really meant to do that, I thought, regretting letting Ryosuke talk me into this.

"What's going on?" Satomi asked, referring to the way the guys around were all reacting.  I was all nervous now - too excited to think straight, and didn't know what to tell her.  I knew if I told her the truth, she'd flip out, but I was drawing a complete blank as to how to explain.  Trying to escape, I ignored her question, and wandered back to where Ryosuke was, vaguely using the towel to shield my pussy from view.

"Yeah, but I think the basic problem is that no one is trying to apply Keynes anymore," Ryosuke argued, pausing for a moment to look at me.  "What is it, honey?" he said more softly in Japanese.  "We're kind of in the middle of something here."

The upperclassboy to my left leaned back to get a look at my backside, but from the passive look on his face, I guess he thought I was wearing a thong.  I was so stirred up I couldn't think what to say.  I was angry a little at Ryosuke for suggesting that I come up here like this.  I was a little afraid of what might happen.  I was annoyed that Ryosuke hadn't even been paying attention as I flashed everyone.  He was being nice now, but in some ways, I wanted to get back at him for getting me into this mess in the first place.

"Oh nothing, sweetie," I singsonged.  "I was just wonder who your friends are, and what you guys were talking about."

"Oh sorry, I guess you guys have never been properly introduced.  This is Takahara a senior in economics."

Takahara stuck out his hand to shake mine, so I quite unthinkingly slung the towel over my shoulder, but immediately started worrying about whether they could see my pussy or not.  None of them blinked, so I guess they were too tall to see anything from that angle.  In the heat of their debate, Ryosuke seemed to have forgotten completely how I was dressed, and just introduced them in a matter-of-fact way.  The guy who'd taken a peek at my ass was Kosugi, also a senior but in the more artsy field of history.  I gave him a cute smile, but did not shake his hand.  Luckily, he didn't say anything, but just went back to focusing on the group.

There was this awkward silence after that.  Evidently, they wanted to go back to talking about the world economy or whatever, but apparently, they didn't think I'd be interested.  I so wanted to pry Ryosuke away from them, and get him to take my picture, but I guess he has gotten so used to my antics that he hardly even notices anymore.  Either that, or he's deliberately ignoring me to make me beg for his attention.  I studied his face trying to figure out which, but he kept glancing back at his newfound friends.  A bit disappointed, I said goodbye, and headed back towards the fire.

As I walked up though, all these guys were staring right at me with this look of shock in their eyes.  I felt kind of bad in a way, because I hadn't really planned any of this, but I must admit it was a bit of a thrill to be the center of attention for once.

I still wasn't sure what to do.  It didn't look like Ryosuke was going to take my picture.  I guess I could ask Satomi, but she would freak if she noticed my situation, so perhaps she wasn't the best person for the job.  What about that new guy Paul?  I wonder if he'd be willing to take my picture.  Now there's an interesting idea!

Unfortunately, before I could act on this, something else happened.  Alistair Higgins came walking across the field towards us.  Higgins was a professor here in engineering or mathematics.  He was married to a Japanese woman, and had two kids, but apparently, his marriage wasn't going well, so he came to the JSU meetings looking for companionship.  Perhaps that meant he might be a bit more understanding than some professors, but he was clearly an authority figure, and I definitely didn't want to get into trouble.

I tried to tie Satomi's towel around my waist, but it wasn't long enough to go all the way around.  I backed up, and carefully sat down on a log at the back using the towel to cover my pussy.  I looked over at Ryosuke, and clearly he had noticed Higgy coming in too.  Ryosuke is quite the one for daring me to do these crazy things, but at the first sign of trouble, he gets cautious, and tries to cover me up.  He offered to bring me my bag with my shorts, but I motioned for him to stay put for the moment.  Right behind me though, the Japanese American guy Mark was standing there taking all of this in.

"Something wrong?" he asked, his curiosity peaked.

"Um, no.  Ryosuke has my bag," I explained.

"I can bring it over if you like," he offered, smiling.

"Um, no, that's OK.  I'm fine."  I waited for him to look away, and then I quickly glanced around to check if he could see my bare behind.  My blouse seemed to be long enough to cover it up, but what was he smiling about then?  To tell you the truth, I didn't really know what to make of Mark.  He looked like a Japanese - I mean his features at least - but sometimes he reminded me more of the mischievous Brandon, the high-school-aged boy in the house I'm staying in.

Anyway, soon, Satomi brought me over a hot dog, so I dug in, while still keeping an eye on Higgy.  Fortunately, Higgy didn't really notice me.  He made the rounds saying hi to a few of the good students, but eventually, he said goodbye, and headed back off across the field.

Ryosuke clearly felt bad about putting me through that, but he was still caught up in whatever it was they were talking about, and couldn't tear himself away.  I still wanted to have my picture taken, so I could remember this day, but I didn't know who to ask.  I couldn't really ask Paul given that he'd probably gotten a peek at my pussy earlier.  Mark?  At least he's trying to be helpful.  Or maybe I should just ask Asuna, Ryosuke's cousin.  She always seemed to go along with whatever I suggested without making too much of a fuss.

I was about to stand up when I suddenly realized that Mark was still standing right behind me.  This was going to be awkward.  Even if I make it all the way over to my bag without flashing anyone, how can I get my stuff out?  If I lean down, that would mean flashing everyone my bare bottom again.  I sat there for a while wavering back and forth, until I finally decided to just go for it.

I was in such a rush to get this over with that I forgot my towel on the log.  I made it to my bag, and went to squat down, but only then, realized my horrible mistake.  When I was standing up, my blouse was more or less long enough to cover my bare bottom, but as soon as I squatted down, this pulled the hem way up, exposing both my pussy and bare bottom.  I quickly closed my legs before Ryosuke's friends noticed, but I could feel the air on my delicate buttocks cheeks.  I reached down, and checked with my hand, and sure enough my cute little bottom was completely exposed all the way up my butt crack and beyond.

Normally, my first impulse would be to cover up, but something about the day's events had gotten me into a rather shall we say 'sensitive' mood, so my main reaction was to get even more excited still.  I could kind of see Mark out of the corner of my eye, and he was definitely looking over this way, checking out my behind, and I was sure that Paul and most of the other boys must be doing the same.  As I struggled to hold my legs together, I must have been stretching my back, because I could feel the hemline pulling up further and further.  Ryosuke had always told me that I have "the sexiest little ass," and here I was shamelessly showing it off to all these guys.  Unable to contain my curiosity, I turned to look over my shoulder, inadvertently pulling the hem of my blouse up even further.  Paul had actually stood up to get a better look at me, and Kazuo was averting his eyes evidently embarrassed by my shamelessness.

In all the excitement though, I'd almost forgotten what I'd come over here to do.  My hands shaking, I finally dug out my camera and my pile of clothes all neatly folded.  When I stood up though, the hem of my blouse got caught on the curve of my rear leaving my bare bottom exposed.  I turned away from Ryosuke's friends, so they wouldn't see my pussy, and made straight for where Asuna was sitting.  She could tell that something was going on from all the commotion, but it seemed she hadn't actually seen what had set it off.  I quickly handed her the camera.

"Could you help me out?  I just want to take a quick picture before I get dressed."

Once she took the camera from me, I fixed the hem of my blouse with my free hand, covering my pussy back up.

Mark followed me over to where Asuna was sitting, and watched as I set my neatly folded bundle of clothes down on the log.  On top were my white cotton panties, embroidered around the edges with a white lace design.  I looked up at Mark who was leering wolfishly down at my ladylike lingerie, but then he shook his head as if to deny he'd been ogling it.  Looking straight at him, I patted the pile of clothes with my hand, and teased,

"Don't run off with these, you hear?"

Almost as soon as the words were out of my mouth, I regretted them.  Perhaps that sounded like I was almost daring him to run off with my clothes.  Anyway, I didn't really think he would with all these people watching.  Leaving my clothes there, I carefully stood up, and fixed the hem again as best I could, mostly so that Asuna and the other girls wouldn't clue in on what was going on.  Most of the guys though were staring straight at me, wondering what I was going to do next.

Asuna stood there asking where I wanted the picture to be taken.  I didn't want to go far in this outfit, so I just walked around the edge of the fire to the other side where Paul was.  I motioned for him to stand behind me, so he could be in the picture.  Kazuo, Tetsu and a whole bunch of other guys crowded in around me wanting to be in the picture too.  To be safe, I pushed down the hem of my blouse to make sure everything was covered, but then just as Asuna was about to take the picture, without thinking, I raised my hands to make two peace symbols.

"Cheese!" we all cried out in unison.  Realizing that my pose had pulled up the hem of my blouse, I pushed it back down again, but I instantly wondered if Asuna had caught my pussy on camera.  All these guys were asking that I send them a copy of the picture, so just to be sure I galloped over to where Asuna was to take a closer look at how it had turned out.  Sure enough you could see the sleek black pubic hair of my bush and my delicate little slit peeking out from under the hem of my safari blouse.  In the picture, Paul, who was standing directly behind me, appeared to be checking out my behind.

Feeling distinctly vulnerable now, I glanced back to where my clothes were supposed to be on the log, but Ryosuke had come over to Mark, and they were heatedly discussing something.  Ryosuke seemed a little upset even.  Oops!  I know he doesn't like it when I take things too far, but honestly, this whole thing had kind of been his idea in the first place.  I looked over at Takahara, Kosugi and the other upperclassmen, and they all looked aghast at my brazen behavior.  I really didn't understand what the big deal was.  In my family when I was growing up, no one took nudity too seriously, but some people take it personally I guess.

Quite worried about what Ryosuke and Mark were talking about, I told Asuna to hold onto the camera, and not show anyone the picture for now, and made my way over to where they were arguing.  Mark had picked up my clothes, and it looked like Ryosuke was trying to get them off of him.

"She asked me to make sure no one runs off with these, so back off!" Mark shouted at Ryosuke.  Oh oh!  That's not good.  Mark must think that this is all Ryosuke's fault.  I know this may sound strange, but a lot of the people in the university seem to think that I'm a good girl, and would never do things like walk around without my panties like this, at least not of my own free will.  That has saved me in the past, but unfortunately, it also means that sometimes Ryosuke ends up taking the blame when I get caught.

People sometimes misunderstand Ryosuke, but he's usually quite kind and considerate.  Now though it was obvious that he was pretty upset.  I knew he was probably angry at me for taking that picture with all those guys, and now here was Mark trying to hold onto my clothes for me.  I guess it was partly jealousy, but Ryosuke was clearly angry for once.  I tried to stop them, but Ryosuke had started shoving Mark really hard, trying to knock him down into the mud.

"Oh don't fight!  Let's talk about this calmly," I begged.  In my distress, I raised my arms in the air, motioning for them to cut it out.  I suddenly realized that raising my arms had pulled my hem back up again, and now everyone could see my cute little spankable bottom.  Satomi had sprung to her feet to warn me I guess, but Tetsu got in her way, blocking her from moving forward.  Everyone gathered around us in a circle, but it was hard to tell if they were more focused on the shoving match between Ryosuke and Mark or on getting a closer look at me.  Mark had dropped my clothes to shove back at Ryosuke, and now my dainty white undies had fallen in the mud.

Luckily, the JSU leader Kazuo waded into the tussle between Ryosuke and Mark, pushing them apart, so I didn't have to worry so much about them hurting each other.  I continued to wave my arms around in the air though, exposing my pussy, secretly getting a kick out of teasing them all.  It isn't every day I get to run around half-naked in front of so many friends and acquaintances without getting blamed for it.  It seemed like most of the people there thought that this was either something Ryosuke had pressured me into, or perhaps that I didn't realize that I was flashing them in all the excitement.

I couldn't see Asuna or Paul for all the other people who'd crowded around, but the other boys all seemed quite excited by my little show.  There was all this screaming and shouting, so it was hard to hear, but it sounded like some of them were chanting "Nuge!  Nuge!" (Take it all off!) in Japanese.

I couldn't very well strip naked, but pretending to be afraid, I grabbed the front of my blouse, and pulled it up dabbing at my lips.  I was actually trying to flash my breasts at the guys nearest me, but with the buttons done up, the hem wouldn't come up beyond my bare midriff.  Caught up in the moment, I even started to undo the buttons on my blouse until I realized that pretty well everyone was staring at me now, mouths agape, shocked I guess that I seemed to be getting ready to strip.

I readily admit that I was completely out of my head by that point.  I don't think I'd ever been naked in front of such a large group of people before, and I was in a complete state of shock.  My reflexes had taken over.  It was almost as if I couldn't control myself anymore.

Part of me wanted to show them more, but I knew I had to come up with some excuse that would seem reasonable.  Unable to think of anything else, I scampered around the edge of the circle, and then went down on all fours to rescue my clothes from between the feet of some of the guys who'd gathered around.  Normally, I would cover up my pussy, but I was really so excited by then that I just let them look.  The guys who'd been standing near my clothes backed away, but before I could reach my clothes, Ryosuke, Mark and Kazuo came tumbling down landing right next to me, splattering me with mud.  I don't know if it was on purpose or not, but they were blocking me from getting to my clothes.

I stayed there kneeling in the mud a bit miffed off at them for getting in the way.  The crowd moved back making room for the three of them wrestling in the mud, and now I could finally see Asuna and the walkways surrounding the field.  I gave Asuna a forlorn look, trying to make out as if none of this was my fault.  Still kneeling, I raised myself up, and turned to see if I'd gotten mud on my bottom.  There was mud on my blouse providing me with the perfect excuse to take it off, but the problem was now that on the paths surrounding the field passersby had noticed the fight, and had perhaps gone to call the campus police.  I didn't want to be standing here buck naked when they show up.

Trying to get at my clothes, I helped Kazuo peel Ryosuke off of Mark, and got Ryosuke to stand up.  Mark was still lying in the mud breathing heavily, but now that we'd broken up the fight, he turned to ogle my bare bottom with the rest of the crowd.  I lifted the hem of my blouse again trying to dab at the blood on Ryosuke's lip with it, but the buttons were still too tight, and I could get it up high enough to expose my breasts.  Some of the American passers-by had caught sight of me by then though, so I had to hurry, and get back dressed.

It'd been fun teasing these guys, but actually, I was a bit worried by the wild look in their eyes, so I ran over, and gathered up my shorts, and unceremoniously pulled them back on.  All the guys looked so disappointed, and the girls were still in shock, but I continued to maintain that it had all been an accident.  The murmuring wouldn't stop though, so eventually, Ryosuke and I hightailed it out of there to get away.

On the bus, Ryosuke gawked at me in amazement.

"You really enjoyed that, didn't you?"

"What?" I said, playing innocent.

"Flashing all those guys your sweet little pussy?"

Truth to tell, I had enjoyed it.  I was so horny it wasn't even funny.  Unfortunately, though, Ryosuke was kind of drained from his fight with Mark, so he just wanted to go home, and rest.  I nodded sadly, and did my best to ease his wounds until he got off to take another bus.  He smiled at me, and waved though as the bus pulled away, so I knew he wasn't mad, and we could meet up some other time.

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