In and around my Host Family's House

By Emi Tsuruta, First posted April 17, 2003

In most of my posts, I've been telling you about my dates with Ryosuke, but actually, a lot of the time he is kind of busy doing other things, so we don't always see each other as much as I'd like.  When he's not around, mostly I study, or check my email or whatever, but sometimes I kind of fool around a bit by myself.  It's not like I plan it exactly.  I just kind of fall into it.  Anyway, I want to tell you a bit about these times, just so you'll get an idea what I'm talking about.

For instance, one day, I woke up to find the house all quiet.  It was a Tuesday, so I didn't have any classes, but usually, I get up, and have breakfast with my host family.  I guess I must have slept in, and missed it when they left.  It was past nine, so they were probably all at school or work by then.  The house is so quiet when they're gone.  It's kind of nice though because I can do whatever I want, and not have to worry about them seeing me.

There were some birds chirping outside the window.  Our backyard has some trees, and at the back there is this gate that leads into a ravine, so there are always lots of birds, and sometimes you see squirrels or chipmunks even.  At my house in Japan, I guess there are like trees and stuff if you walk up the mountain or down to the temples, but there aren't so many animals.  I guess cats sometimes, but that's about all.

Anyway, I went downstairs and had some breakfast, but like I said, I felt kind of strange, restless, like I wanted to go out, and do something.  I sat at the kitchen table, and looked out at the backyard.  It's been really cold this winter especially for California, but it was sunny out that day.  I decided to go out for a walk in the ravine, so after breakfast, I went back upstairs, had a shower, and got dressed.  I put on my jeans and a sweater, and even got out my mittens and scarf just in case it was cold.  I stuffed them in my backpack, went down to get my boots, and took them to the back door.  My boots are this nice shiny black leather, and they almost go up to my knees, so they keep me pretty warm even when it's cold out.

Outside it was kind of brisk, but not cold really, more like autumn than winter really.  The neighbors on either side must have gone to work, because there was no sign of anyone around.  It's kind of funny, but I guess I don't spend too much time in my own neighborhood.  I'm usually at school, or downtown or meeting Ryosuke somewhere halfway between our houses.  It's kind of a nice area though.  There is more space between the houses than in Japan, and there's lots of greenery.  I was surprised how quiet it was because on weekends, it seems like there are always a lot of people around.

Just on the other side of the gate, there is a large grassy area like a park with trees all around the edge.  It looked like there were some people standing at the entrance way off to the left.  On the trees on the other side, there seemed to be some kind of path though, so I followed it down.  It was kind of rocky and muddy and dark, but down at the bottom, there was a little creek with a path running beside it.  It reminded me of that hiking trail I told you about a couple of posts ago.  I suddenly remembered that whole trip, and how it had felt walking around in the woods in the nude.  I don't know what came over me, but I suddenly got this feeling that I wanted to do it again.  Still, the place I told you about really was pretty deserted and miles away from Oceanview, but this was right by my house.  I ultimately chickened out, and came back to the house, but starting from that time, I began to think more and more about doing something like that.

A few Tuesdays later, I woke up to find my host family gone again.  I got up, had a shower, and then came back to my room.  I realized I would have to do my laundry.  I pulled on my navy hoodie and a pair of shorts, and carried all my laundry down to the basement where the washer is.  After I'd got it all in, I came back upstairs, and had some breakfast.  Out the back window, it was looking a bit cloudy out, like it might rain.  After breakfast, I washed up the dishes, and went back upstairs to get the next load of laundry ready.  I remembered I was running a bit short of laundry detergent, so I wondered if I should go to the store, and get some more.  I got out my keys and my change purse, and stuffed them into the small pockets of my shorts.  They were so heavy that I could feel the weight pulling my shorts down, so I had to tighten the drawstring at the waist to keep the shorts from falling off.  When I got downstairs though, I found that there was enough detergent to do another load after all.

As I walked back up the stairs, I could feel the drawstring coming loose again from the weight of my keys and change purse.  I started to do it up again, but then I got a naughty thought.  This would be the perfect excuse to get naked.  If I leave the drawstring loose, my shorts will just fall down, and I'll be left there in only my hoodie.  I stood at the top of the stairs peeking out at the big picture window in the living room.  I wondered if anyone was outside walking past.

We live in a pretty quiet neighborhood.  I don't see many cars drive down our street or even people walking by, but our house is not too far from the corner of a busier street.  Hiding behind the wall, I peered out at the window.  It looked pretty quiet.  Most people had gone to work by now.  I know this may sound silly, but I was starting to get all nervous, thinking about taking my clothes off.  I took a deep breath to try to calm down.

I re-tied the drawstring pretty loosely, so it was hanging fairly low around my waist.  I walked out into the living room in full view of the front window.  I don't know why, but my heart was beating pretty fast.  My shorts stayed hanging on though.  A bit disappointed, I walked up the stairs to my room on the second floor, but I couldn't stop thinking about it.  I came back out, and bounded down the steps trying to see if my shorts would fall.  I could feel the waistband loosening, and slipping down, but they stayed up for quite a while.

The bell for the dryer rang, so I finally went down, and got my stuff out.  It was still a bit damp though, so I thought of hanging it up on the clothesline in the backyard to dry.  I piled it in my laundry basket, and as I started climbing the stairs, I felt my waistband slipping down.  I made it as far as the living room, but it took both hands to hold the big laundry basket, so I couldn't catch my shorts as they fell to the floor.  Getting excited again, I stepped out of them, and just sort of enjoyed the feeling of being bottomless for a while.  I might have been getting a little bit wet, you know, down there.  Suddenly, I realized someone might be able to see me from the window, so I walked over to the front door leaving my shorts on the floor back in the living room.  I stood with my back to the door feeling the cool wood on my bare behind.  My thoughts were racing.  Why was I getting excited?  I'm still inside safe and sound.

I pulled the basket away from my front, to take a look at how much of my secret places you could see.  This hoodie is kind of a dangerous length, not really long enough to hide my pussy and bottom, especially if I raise my arms.  I couldn't quite see my pubic hair from above, but I could feel the air wafting over my bare behind, and this was getting me all excited.  I set the basket down on the counter by the door, and then opened the door a crack to peek outside.  I was getting more and more excited at the thought of going outdoors.  There didn't seem to be anyone out there, so I pulled down the hoodie to cover my pussy, and opened the door a bit more.  It felt so electrifying to be there like that half naked so close to the street.

Leaving the door open, I sat down on the stairs to put on my shoes.  The feeling of the carpet on my behind got me so excited I spread my legs wide open flashing my pussy at the open door.  I picked up the laundry basket, and just kind of stood there, debating whether I should go out or not.  In the end, I just closed the door, but my heart was still racing.  I wanted so much to go outside, and enjoy the warm sun and the gentle breeze on my skin.

I walked back through the living room not bothering to cover my bare bottom as I paraded past the front window.  Now that I think about it, I probably should have been more careful, but I was feeling so naughty by then.  It was almost like I didn't care anymore who saw me.  When I came to the back door, I peeked out the window to try to tell if our neighbors were out in their backyards or not.  I couldn't see so well from the window, so I cautiously opened the door, and stuck my head out.  Almost without thinking, I spread my legs, and ran my hand down between them.  I normally don't do things like that, but for some reason that day, I couldn't stop myself.

Realizing it wouldn't look good if I got caught by one of our neighbors playing with my hello kitty in my backyard, I straightened up, and pulled the hem of my hoodie down to cover up.  Carrying the basket in front of me to hide my pussy, I stepped out onto the patio at the back of the house.  Luckily, our neighbors weren't in their yards.  I don't see them in their backyards very often.

I quickly started hanging up my clothes on the line.  Loretta is pretty tall, so the clothesline is way up in the air.  I had to stretch way up to reach, and this pulled the hem of my hoodie way up, so there was nothing covering my pussy or behind at all.  I tried to pretend I was just hanging up the laundry, but I was getting so turned on that I was quivering.  I emptied the basket, and hurried back inside where I could touch myself without having to worry about people watching.  I took the basket back upstairs to my room, and tried to settle down.  Once I get like this, it gets harder and harder to settle down.

I decided to give Ryosuke a call.  Ryosuke has classes on Tuesday, but I tried to get him on his cell.  I got his voice mail.

"It's Emi.  Can you call me?"  I set the phone back down, and let out a big sigh.  I had to think of something to get my mind off going outside.  I started to clean up my room - put my books back on their shelves, and vacuum the floor.  I didn't want my hoodie to get dusty, so I took it off, and looked at my naked body in the mirror.  I started gently massaging my breasts and playing with my pussy, while I watched my reflection in the mirror.  I spread my legs, and pulled apart my pussy lips, so I could see the pink inside.  I wanted so much to have Ryosuke inside me.  My breathing grew faster, and I almost made it to orgasm as I stroked myself.  Oh god!  What am I becoming?  The first wave passed, and I managed to stop, but the echoes of my arousal continued on.  I wiped myself off with a towellette, and threw it in the garbage.

I finally managed to calm down enough to think more sensibly.  I decided to put on my bikini, and do some sunbathing in our backyard.  That would be safer.  We have a few reclining lawn chairs, so I went out, and lay down on one of them.  The warm sun felt so good on my skin.

I was just starting to relax when all of a sudden I remembered the time I caught my sister sunbathing in the nude in the yard next to our house back in Japan.  At the time, I thought she was crazy.  The people in the houses across the street or even someone walking by on the sidewalk might have seen her.  By comparison, Loretta's backyard in Oceanview is a lot more private.

I reached around, and undid my bikini top letting the straps fall down onto the chair.  I have to admit I got a bit of a rush just from being almost topless like that in our backyard.  I lay like that for a while, and then started fiddling with the ties on my bottoms.  There was still no sign of anyone, so I cautiously began to pull down my bikini bottoms too.  The cool breeze tickled, but it excited me.  I pulled my bottoms all the way down to my knees but just let them hang there, and lay back down.  I couldn't believe I was lying there in my backyard with my rear end helplessly exposed.  I felt so naughty and aroused.

I lay there for a while, but still no one came out, so eventually I just pulled my bottoms right off.  I still had on my sandals, but other than that I was completely naked.

I picked up the book I was reading and holding it in front of my pussy to cover up, I carefully rolled over to face upward.  I was so excited my whole body was shaking.  I nervously reached down, and picked up my cell phone.  I'll phone Ryosuke, and promise myself I have to stay naked like this till he can get here.  I was so nervous that I knocked my book onto the ground.  I sat up, and bent forward trying to cover my breasts with my hair while I dialed Ryosuke.  I just got his voice mail again on his cell, so I tried his host family's place.  He'd never believe I was calling him naked from my backyard, but I was sure he'd rush right over just to be sure.  He'd been trying to get me to do something like this for ages.

"Hello."  It was Mr. Francis, Ryosuke's host father.  I was so surprised to hear his voice at first I didn't say anything.  "Hello."

"Uh hello, Mr. Francis, this is Emi Tsuruta, Ryosuke's classmate from Oceanview U."

"Oh, Emi, how are you?"  I glanced down at my naked body, feeling distinctly embarrassed to be talking to him while lying there in the nude.  I crossed my legs to try to hide my pubic hair.

"Uh... I'm OK.  Is Ryosuke there?"

"OK.  Just a moment, and I'll check."  He pressed the hold button, and this loud music starting coming out of my cell phone speaker.  I started worrying that the neighbors might hear, so I covered the speaker with my hand.  It seemed to take him forever to come back.  I began to wonder if he had somehow sensed I was nude, and had left to head over here.  I felt more and more panicky each moment that passed, but eventually the music stopped.

"I'm sorry Emi.  I'm afraid I can't find him.  Would you like me to give him a message?"

"No that's alright..."

"He was telling me your father works in personnel."  Ryosuke had often told me how much his host family loves to talk.  I wouldn't have minded so much if I had been dressed, but sitting there stark naked in my backyard made it hard to concentrate on the conversation.

"Um yes, that's right."  He went into a long monologue that I couldn't quite catch as I fumbled around for my bikini bottom.  It wasn't on the seat anymore.  It must have fallen onto the grass on the other side of the chair.

"Don't you think so?" Mr. Francis asked.  Not wanting to seem rude, I answered,

"I guess," I nodded, and then stood up to fetch my suit.  Standing and walking made me all the more aware of my nudity.  I was beginning to feel pleasurable feelings building up inside of me.  Mr. Francis was still talking, but all I could think of was whether he could see me standing here in the nude.  This was of course silly because Ryosuke's house was miles away, but hearing his voice made Mr. Francis seem so close.

I found my bikini bottoms, and picked them up, but I didn't feel like putting them on anymore.  I set them back down on the chair, and started walking, almost like I was hypnotized, towards the driveway.

"... and that would be the perfect solution."

"Listen, Mr. Francis.  Do you think I could call you back?"

"Sure, but I want you to think about what I've said.  I do think it really would be best for everyone."  I was so excited then that I was no longer thinking straight.  I was standing naked huddled just behind the edge of the house staring out at the street.  The thought flashed through my head that I should invite Mr. Francis to come over, so I could show him what I was doing, but I immediately realized this was crazy.

"OK, I will.  Goodbye." I hung up.  I ended up apologizing to him the next time I talked to him, but I was too far gone at the time to care.  I loved the feeling of the warm sun and gentle breeze on my naked body.  Something was drawing me towards the street in front of the house.  I could almost picture myself walking to the store naked like this and seeing what everyone would do.

Oh, but I don't have my wallet.  I walked quickly over to the back door, and breathed a sigh of relief as I stepped back into the shelter of the house.

What had gotten into me?  I can't just walk around naked outside like that.  I took off my sandals, and walked from the kitchen into the living room.  The curtains on the big picture window were wide open looking out onto the street, so I dashed through and over to the stairs and back up to my room.  What was I thinking?  I can't even walk around inside the house without being afraid of being caught.  How could I even think of doing this outside?

I sat down on my bed enjoying the feeling of my soft bedspread on my naked bottom.  I tried phoning Ryosuke on his cell phone again, but there was still no answer.  If only he were here, he could help calm me down.  I couldn't stop thinking about going outside again in the nude.  I found my wallet, but I had calmed down enough to realize that I couldn't very well just walk out the front door in the nude.  I'd better think of something else.

I sat down at my desk, and stared at my computer and notebooks and stuff.  In the bottom drawer, I keep my diary where I write down about everything Ryosuke and I do.  I started leafing through it, but that just got me more excited again.  I picked up the cell phone, and tried Ryosuke again, but still nothing.  Ryosuke, if you don't answer soon, I really am going to do something crazy.

I lay down on my bed thinking for a while.  I couldn't calm down though.  I had to do something.  I went to my closet, and got out a long t-shirt.  Maybe I could go out for a walk like this.  I put it on, picked up my small leather backpack, and went downstairs.  I picked up my keys and change purse, got my sandals from the back door, and sat on the stairs to put them on.  I looked down at my t-shirt.  When I spread my legs open, you could see my pussy as clear as anything.  I would have to be careful not to sit down, or fall, or else someone would see a lot more of me than they expected.

As I walked to the store, I felt so much like touching myself.  It would be so easy to just reach down and...

In the store, the clerk turned as I walked in, and looked straight at the hem of my t-shirt.  I immediately worried that I'd gone way too far, and that he was watching my bare behind as I walked nervously to the back of the store.  I could feel his gaze burning into my back.  I crouched down just for a split second to pick up a carton of milk, and I'm sure this pulled my hem up exposing my bare bottom.  I was feeling more and more horny, and I wasn't even touching myself this time.  I walked from aisle to aisle trying to hide from the clerk's eyes, but all the time, getting hotter and hotter.  Before I decided to do something rash, I walked up to the counter to pay.

While I was paying some other people walked in, and they looked down at my hips too.  I hoped that it was just the t-shirt that they were staring at.  After that, I hurried quickly home.  I put the milk in the fridge, and went upstairs to my room.  I lay on my bed for a long time, thinking about what I'd done and eventually teasing myself to orgasm.

A few weeks later, I was at it again.  I was getting much braver at this as I went along.  I didn't even bother to put on my clothes on after my shower.  It was garbage pick up day, so I decided I'd better put my own garbage out.  Walking down the stairs, I peeked out the front window, but the coast seemed clear, so I walked naked all the way round to the back door.  Realizing I should put on my sandals, I ran to the front door to get them, streaking past the window on the way there and back.  I stood at the back door for a long time, wondering if I should put some clothes on.  This would just be for a second, so maybe it would be alright.

Cautiously, I opened the back door, and stepped out onto the patio completely in the nude.  It felt so amazing to finally be nude outside again that I almost forgot what I was doing.  I dashed around to the side of the house where there is a narrow alley between our house and the next.  Most of the way down the alley, I would be safe from view, but then it opens up to the neighbor's front yard on the left.  I couldn't tell if they were home or not.  The curtains on the nearest window were drawn, but that didn't necessarily mean that they weren't home.  I stood at the edge of their house for quite a long time trying to decide if I should try to go all the way to the tool shed just by the street at the front of our house.  I couldn't just leave the garbage here, but going back for my clothes would be like chickening out.

I finally made up my mind, and walked towards the street.  The curtains at the front of the neighbor's were open, and I felt goose bumps all over, as I wondered if I was being watched.  Gathering my courage, I moved around to the side of the shed where I was in view of the house across the street.  They had a whole bunch of trees in their yard, so they probably wouldn't be able to see me anyway.  This perhaps made me feel too safe, and I started edging around closer and closer to the corner of our house.  I could now see the two storey house just a bit of a ways down the street, and the curtains on that window were open too.  I was torn, half of me wanting to go back and hide, but the other half wanting to see how far I could go.

The devil in me won out, and I stepped right out into the middle of the street.  I covered my mouth unable to believe I was standing there naked in the middle of my street in broad daylight.  Down at the corner, I could see cars racing by on the main street there.  I didn't even cover up.  I just let them look at my bare breasts and pussy.  The cars just kept streaming by with no one even slowing down.  I couldn't believe they hadn't even noticed me.  I felt like the whole world was going to come crashing down on top of me, but everyone else was just business as usual.

Suddenly behind me, I heard two girls' voices.

"Oh my god!"

"See.  I told you so!"

They were coming from our neighbor's house.  I dashed behind the tool shed suddenly terrified.  I peeked around the corner, but I couldn't see anybody.  The voices seemed to be coming from a slatted window, maybe their bathroom, but I couldn't see the girls.  Why had I done such a stupid thing?  Now I've finally been caught red-handed.  I ran back down the alley, and heard squeals of laughter from the two girls.  Oh, this is horrible.  Now what do I do?

I made it back inside, ran upstairs, and got dressed.  I half expected the neighbors' girls to come over, and knock on my door, but perhaps they didn't know I lived here.  My heart was pounding away for hours, but I still haven't seen or heard from them, so maybe they didn't realize it was me.

Anyway, when I told Ryosuke about all this stuff, he was really annoyed.

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I did, but you didn't answer the phone."

Anyway, since then he's been keen on going out somewhere and taking some pictures like that.  Since then, I've tried to stop doing that kind of thing around my house, but maybe if things settle down some more, I'll try again.

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