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From: Gordon Donald <donsgordon@yahoo.co.jp>
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Subject: {ASSM} Japan Camp Counselors 3{Ken Maeda} (MF+f+, exhib, voyeur)
Date: Tue, 19 Nov 2002 23:10:03 -0500
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The story so far:  I'm an 18-year-old Japanese-American
who is working for the summer as a camp counselor in
Japan.  All the other counselors are beautiful women
around the same age as me: the statuesque Mika, funny
Chie, wholesome Kayo, cute Mai, shy Kimiko and intense
Michiyo.  Mai invited me to a party and the two of us stay
up late talking.  The next day she invited me to the co-ed
bath with her, but when she said she wanted to study
abroad, I got scared and backed off.  I became more
interested in Kayo when I found out what a good swimmer
she is.  On a sleep out, I watched her change in the
woods, but ended up feeling bad about it.


Saturday finally came, and we said goodbye to the kids.  I
got one of the staff members to give me a ride into town,
and I finally bought some condoms.  I didn't really know
what I planned to do with them, but just in case anything
did happen, I would be ready.  I had to walk back to the
camp, but it gave me a chance to think things over.  Mai
was the one I knew the best of any of the six, and she
spoke the best English.  I don't know why I got all
nervous just because she said she wanted to study abroad. 
Maybe I should give her more of a chance and see where
things lead.

When I got back the whole camp building was pretty quiet. 
I went upstairs, but no one was in the lounge.  Chie came
out, and told me that Mai, Mika and Kayo had headed out
maybe to visit friends or go sightseeing in Tokyo.  I was
kind of sad to hear that Mai had gone.  Chie did a good
job of trying to cheer me up though.  Before long, Michiyo
came out and joined us.  She was in her backless blouse
and hiphuggers again.  Chie suggested we play a Japanese
game somewhat similar to the 'truth dare' game I had
taught them the week before.  Michiyo went and got Kimiko
while Chie explained the rules to me.

It was called Osama game.  'Osama' is the Japanese word
for 'king.'  They sent Kimiko off to get us some wooden
chopsticks.  When she got back, Chie wrote the numbers 1
to 3 and the Japanese character for king, each on a
different chopstick.  We each drew one, and then the
person with the king chopstick says an order for people
with certain numbers to do, for example, 'number 2, do ten
push ups,' or 'number 3, feed a pretzel to number 1.'  I
didn't really know what to expect, but at least it sounded
like a good way to get me out of my blue funk.  Kimiko
seemed reluctant to play, but finally agreed.

It started off pretty tamely.  Chie was the first king,
and she ordered numbers 1 and 3 to thumb-wrestle.  I was
number two, so I just watched Michiyo and Kimiko interlock
fists and try to pin down the other's thumb.  When I was
king, I had hoped to get Michiyo to spin around in circles
for me so I could admire her backside, but the number I
chose ended up being Kimiko's.  That's the whole problem
with the game; you never know who your going to get. 
Kimiko spun around for me a few times, but got really
dizzy, and had to sit down for a while till her head
cleared.  She ended up being the next king, and got me to
try to balance a chopstick on the end of my nose.  They
all started laughing, and I began to feel better.  They
were all so cute too it hardly mattered that Mai wasn't
there.

It began to get pretty late, but the game went on, and
everyone started to get that sort of natural high you feel
when your adrenaline kicks in.  Unlike the party earlier
in the week, we didn't have to get up early the next day. 
On Sunday, we probably wouldn't have to do anything at all
besides meet the new group of kids in the evening.

I guess it was Chie who started to spice things up.  As
king, she ordered number three to kiss her on the lips.  I
was pretty shocked that she would suggest such a thing,
but Michiyo and Kimiko seemed to accept it as part of the
game.  I was number one, so it wasn't me.  Kimiko showed
me her number two, so I started cheering Michiyo on.  She
seemed a bit flustered, but eventually stood up and gave
Chie a brief peck.  There was something highly erotic
about watching her in her backless blouse blushing and
kissing the equally cute Chie.  I roared with laughter,
and Michiyo got angry.  She came over, jumped on top of me
and started hitting me.  I laughed even more excited to
feel her legs on top of mine, her cheeks blushing bright
red and this wild look in her eyes.  She pinned me to the
couch, and I had to be careful not to brush my stiffening
cock against her.  She finally got off, but Chie seemed
pretty excited now too, apparently having noticed my
erection.

Kimiko drew king next, and tried to settle things down
with a pretzel eating order, but on the next draw, Michiyo
yelled out,

"Yatta! (I got it!)" as she pulled out the king.  She was
hungry for revenge on Chie and me, but unfortunately she
ended up getting Chie to kiss Kimiko.  Kimiko just sat
there in her chair not moving and staring at the ground,
but Chie pulled Kimiko's hair back and gave her a gentle
kiss on the lips.  This was even more erotic than
Michiyo's half-hearted kiss.  It didn't even matter that I
wasn't the one being kissed.  I was still having the time
of my life just watching them.  It was shaping up to be a
far more interesting game than I had imagined.

I managed to pull out the king next, and thought about it
a moment.  If they're going to all go for kissing, I might
as well see if I can get them to shed some of their
clothes.  Still how could I do this here?  Chie was in her
culottes, and Kimiko in her skirt and blouse.

"OK, OK.  Number two has to take off her underpants!" 
Their eyes widened in shock, but Chie and Michiyo fell
back relieved as Kimiko went bright red.  Woops!  Oh no,
she'll probably just ask us to call the whole game off.

"Anooo...(=Uhhh…)," Kimiko started.  She looked so upset
I began to feel a faint tinge of regret.  Chie was looking
at her too somewhat sadly.

"Ano, heya ni modotte kara ii desu yo ne (=It'd be OK if I
go back to my room, wouldn't it?),"  Kimiko asked.  Chie
instantly answered,

"Hai! (=Yes)"

I thought for sure that this meant she was quitting.  She
ran off down the hall, but Michiyo and Chie seemed to be
waiting.  Sure enough in a minute, Kimiko came back still
in her long skirt and blouse, but with one hand behind her
back.  Chie asked the question I was dying to know the
answer to,

"Hontou ni nuida no (=Did you really take them off?)"

"Un. (=Yes)," Kimiko nodded back.  I just kind of stared
at her for a moment, trying to judge from her expression
if she was telling the truth.  There's no way we could
know, but the thought of the poor shy girl, standing there
with no underwear on was getting me very seriously horny. 
The three of us looked back and forth at each other. 
Finally, Kimiko took her hand from behind her back and
under the coffee table showed what she was holding to
Michiyo.  Michiyo went white, then nodded that it was
indeed her underwear.  I still wondered if she'd just
gone, and got a spare pair from her room, but anyway, as 
much as I would have liked to, I could hardly ask her to
show me her pussy, so the game went on.

Michiyo drew king next.  She seemed a bit hesitant now,
perhaps not wanting to provoke Chie or I into setting her
an even more embarrassing task.

"Number three, ten push-ups."  Sure enough it was me.  I
got down and dutifully did them, but when Kimiko leaned
over to watch me, I started thinking about what was under
her skirt, and my wang started to twitch.  I had to be
careful not to knock it on the ground.

By and by, Kimiko got sleepy, and asked if she could go to
bed.  We said yes, and she skittishly headed off,
underpants in hand.  It's just as well, I thought.  Even
without her underwear on, she was still the most
conservative of the three.  Neither Chie nor Michiyo
seemed too interested in going to bed.  Last time, Chie
had let Mai outlast her, but seemed determined not to
repeat that mistake.  Tonight, she seemed rested up and
ready.  I figured the two of them knew about me and Mai,
but they seemed to know too that things had not gone so
well between us.  So far as they were concerned, I was
still fair game.

I suggested a break, and they both ran off and changed
into their yukatas.  Chie brought back some peach tree
fizz, a light cocktail that comes in a can, that she had
stashed in her room.  She gave a can each to Michiyo and
me, but none of us wanted to drink it for fear of falling
asleep.  Michiyo seemed to be sipping at it, and she
flushed red, but I couldn't shake the feeling that she was
just faking being drunk.

We got rid of the number three chopstick and continued the
game.  Chie finally got king again, and she went straight
for the kiss again, managing to tag my number in the
process.  I had nothing against the idea of kissing Chie,
but it felt weird with Michiyo watching us.  I meant to
make it just a peck, but Chie put her arms around my neck
and pulled me into her.  Her lips were so warm and soft,
her scent so feminine.  With her wisecracks all the time,
I had kind of written her off as a bit of a tomboy, but
she could definitely be a woman when she needed to.  It
was clear she wanted me, but I just felt so weird with
Michiyo sitting there watching us.

I drew king next and stuck to my guns with "off go the
underwear" order, this time in front of us.  The number I
got was Michiyo's.  Maybe she was a bit drunk because she
didn't protest at all.  She stood up and turned her back
to us as she slipped her panties down and off.  She came
back and calmly set them down on the table.  Normally she
never looks at me, but I caught her watching me this time.
 I was feeling vaguely uncomfortable with both of them
being so forward, but excited too.  I had no idea where
all this was leading, but anyway it sure would be fun to
find out.

Unfortunately, we started to hear a ruckus coming from
downstairs.  Chie grabbed the alcohol, and ran back to her
room.  Someone came upstairs, and of all the people that
it could have been, it had to be Mai.  I felt this strong
wave of guilt wash over me, as she looked at me and
Michiyo sitting there and then at Michiyo's panties lying
on the table.  Michiyo just looked cattily back at me
waiting for me to do the explaining.  I realized that
there might still be some of Chie's lipstick on my lips,
so I wiped them off.  Chie reappeared, and thankfully
explained that the three of us and had been playing Osama
game.  Chie even took responsibility for ordering Michiyo
to take her panties off.  Thankfully, Michiyo did not
correct this lie, but she looked more and more like a cat
every minute.  I was thankful to Chie for trying to rescue
me, but Mai didn't seem to believe her.  She just kept
staring at me.  I felt like the boy caught with his hand
in the cookie jar, but I just decided to ride it out.

Mai finally came in and sat down.  She took off her coat
and was wearing this fashionable party dress underneath. 
She had been to Tokyo to see some of her old classmates
who'd moved there.  I wondered if her ex-boyfriend was
there, and started to feel somewhat less guilty.  Chie sat
down too, and went into this comedy routine about people
from the country moving to Tokyo.  Mai looked at her and
managed a smile.  Mai looked good.  I didn't know who I
liked best: Michiyo with her dark intensity and nervous
sensuality, Mai's farm girl innocence or Chie with her
sense of humor and willingness to protect me.

Mai was still pretty charged up from her night out, but
Chie and Michiyo were fading fast.  Maybe the alcohol was
taking its effect.  Chie suggested we all go to bed and
started herding the other two towards their rooms.  There
was no way she was going to leave me alone with Mai again.
 I went back to my room and lay down, but a few minutes
later, I heard someone's door open and the pitter-pat of
feet.  I knew that it must be Mai heading down to the
bath.

I tried to lie there and sort out my feelings, why I had
forced Kimiko and then Michiyo to take off their panties
and kissed Chie that way.  It was all part of the game I
rationalized.  It wasn't that I had any feelings for
Kimiko, Michiyo or Chie; I was just playing the game.  The
one I really want hasn't changed; it's Mai, I told myself.
 I recalled the look of her naked body and the desire I'd
felt for her the other night.  Yes, she was the one for
me.

I fished the condoms out from my packsack, and quickly
changed into my yukata.  I'd just go down and have a
little chat with her, try to sort out how we feel about
each other.  I quietly opened the door, and stepped out
into the hall, but as I turned to shut it, Chie's door
opened.

"Doko ni iku no? (Where are you going?)"

"Ofuro, (The bath)" I replied smiling weakly.  She came
down the hall and pushed me back into my room, closing the
door behind her.

"Sakki no kisu wa nan nan datta n desu ka. (What was that
kiss you gave me?)"   Suddenly, my 'it was just a game'
line didn't sound so convincing.  She led me over to the
bed, and we both sat down.

"Ii?  Atashi, Ken-san no koto ga suki nano.  (OK?  I like
you, Ken).  Mai-san wa yakimochi wo yaku shi, tsukiattara
taihen da to omou no (Mai gets so jealous.  I think you'd
have a hard time if you went out with her)" Very true. 
Mai wanted to get so serious right off before I even got
to know her.

"Ken-san wa dou nano?  Dare ga suki nano? (What about you?
 Who do you like?)"  I looked at her.  It was pretty clear
she liked me a lot.  That's why she kept getting everyone
to kiss her.  She did have such warm soft lips, and I
loved the way she smelled.  Before I answered, Chie went
on,

"Nan dattakke?  Pantsu wo nugeba ii deshou.  Ken-san wa
pantsu fetchi da yo ne (What was it again?  You want me to
take off my panties, don't you?  You've got some kind of
thing for panties.)"  She stood up, turned her back to me,
and reached inside her yukata.  She wiggled her cute
little ass, as she slipped her panties down and off.

"Hai, ageru! (Here you can have them)"

My big head was still feeling loyal to Mai, but my little
head was starting to do the thinking.  "Iya pantsu tte iu
yori (Actually more than the panties...)"

She looked at me blankly for a second then sat back down
next to me, and pulled my hand between her legs.  Oh god,
what a feeling!  My fingers slipped all over her warm wet
pussy lips.

"Iyaan, (Hey!)" she moaned seductively, as I slipped a
finger inside of her.  I could feel the volcano burbling
up inside of me.  Reason was giving away to powerful
unsated lust.  I wanted to feel her tight little pussy
wrapped around me, to make her beg for more with that cute
little voice.  Unfortunately, suddenly we heard someone
yawn next door.  We both froze.

"Kimiko," I whispered.  Shit.  Her room was right next to
mine.  Had she been listening?  I pulled my finger out of
Chie's tight little pussy.  "Yappari mazui.  Kyou kaette.
Ashita hanasou.  (This isn't good.  You'd better go back. 
We can talk tomorrow.)"  She looked at me uncertainly, but
I managed a smile so she relaxed a bit.  She gave me a
gentle kiss, and then walked to the door.

"Ashita bakobako shiyou ne (Tomorrow, let's
bakobako???.)."  She blew me a kiss and shut my door. 
Bakobako?  What the hell does 'bakobako' mean?  I checked
my dictionary, but it wasn't there.  What ever it was, it
was bound to be something Mai wouldn't approve of my doing
with Chie.  Now what do I do?

I raised my hand to my face, and I could still smell
Chie's musky scent on my fingers.  The little vixen.  Here
I am just starting to get my mind around Mai, and all of a
sudden, I've got Chie chasing me as well.  I couldn't
figure out if this is a blessing or curse.  I still wanted
to go down and talk to Mai, but Chie was doubtless
listening at her door.  I lay down and tossed and turned
for a while before finally falling asleep.

The next morning, I was not at my best.  I don't know if
it was the little peach tree fizz I had had or my restless
sleep, but I felt downright out of it.  When I got to the
cafeteria, most of the girls had already eaten, but Chie
was talking cheerfully with Mai.  I wondered why Chie
didn't feel guilty.  I felt as guilty as hell.  I didn't
know how I felt about Mai, but I didn't want to betray her
especially after she had confided in me so much.  I've got
to get my hormones in check and figure out what I should
do.

As I walked up, Chie greeted me cheerfully, but Mai just
shyly looked up and then went back to her food.  She's
probably still angry at me about Michiyo's panties.  I
thought about it for a moment and realized that Chie's
panties were probably still in my room.  I knew I could
smell her scent in my room when I woke up.  I've got to
give them back to her before someone notices.

Chie jabbered away, while Mai and I ate in silence.  I
couldn't help laughing at some of Chie's jokes.  I was
beginning to understand her accent a lot better.  Having
her talking all the time meant I was more used to her
Japanese than any of the others.  My feelings were
wavering again.

"What are you going to do today?" Mai asked me in English.
 This shut up Chie pretty fast.  I'd never heard Chie say
anything in English.  She looked at me very closely
bracing for the English words that she expected would come
out of my mouth.

"Jitsu wa choushi amari yoku nai n dakara (Actually, I'm
not feeling so well so...)."  For some reason, I answered
in Japanese.  Mai turned to me, and gave me a strange
look.  I'd never been too keen to speak Japanese before,
especially with the way they laughed at me all the time. 
Chie relieved, went on,

"Machi ni iku to omou kedo, nanka kaimashou ka (I'm
thinking of going to town.  Shall I buy you something?)"

"Ii yo. (No thanks)"

"Enryo shinai de (No, no, what do you want?)"

"Ja, sunakku katte kite. Okane dasu kara sa (OK, buy me
some snacks.  I'll pay you back)"

"Mai-chan mo issho ni kuru deshou? (You're coming too,
aren't you Mai?)" Chie asked.  I was somewhat surprised by
this, but then I realized that the two of them had
probably been friends from even before I arrived.  Then I
began to worry about what they would talk about.  Chie was
always talking nonstop.  There's no telling what she might
say.

"A, hai. (Yeah, I'll come)" Mai replied.  As I finished
up, the two of them ran off to get ready.  I finished up,
and then passed them on the stairs as they went out.  Just
as they left, I thought I heard Chie say something like,

"Atashi no pantsu wa doushitakke (Now what did I do with
my panties?)"

To be continued


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