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From: "Emi Tsuruta" <emi_tsuruta@hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} In a bikini shop change room {Emi Tsuruta} (MF, exhib)
Date: Thu, 10 Apr 2003 20:10:06 -0400
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Hi, it's me, Emi again.  This is about my tenth post.  You can find the 
others by typing my name in at http://groups.google.com .

I know I've been pretty bad lately about keeping you up to date.  I haven't 
even told you about half the things I did last year, let alone what my 
boyfriend Ryosuke and I have been doing lately.  This time I want to tell 
about the time we went swimsuit shopping.  It was ages ago now.  Maybe even 
before I went home to Japan last year.  I guess it all started when Ryosuke 
called me up one day, and invited me to go swimming at the athletic centre 
at campus.  I got out my old swimsuit, this big navy blue one piece I wore 
in high school, and took the bus to the university to meet him.  As I 
probably told you, I really like swimming, but this was probably the first 
time that Ryosuke and I went together.  I got to the athletic center first, 
but he came pretty soon.  I think he was looking forward to seeing me in my 
swimsuit.  We split up to change, and then I met him inside at the pool.  As 
soon as I came out from the shower onto the deck, I could tell he wasn't 
happy.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh nothing." he said, with this strange look on his face that definitely 
looked upset.

"No, what is it?  Tell me."

He looked at me.

"Maybe I shouldn't be saying this, but isn't that swimsuit a bit 
old-fashioned?"

I looked down.  It looked OK to me.  In high school in Japan, all the girls 
wore swimsuits like that.

"What do you mean?" I said, feeling a bit hurt.

"You know, like, don't you have a bikini or anything?"

I finally realized what he was talking about, and started to blush.

"No, this is all I brought." I felt kind of ashamed.

"OK, OK, don't worry about it.  Listen, how about I take you shopping, and I 
buy you a brand new one?  Something that looks really nice."

"Really?"

"Yeah sure, it'll be fun.  We'll see if we can find a good store."  Pretty 
nice of him, huh?  Anyway, that's how it started.

I guess it was about a week later or so.  We went swimming again pretty 
early in the day, and then went to this shopping mall near the main beach 
just a bit south of town. It has a tropical beach resort kind of atmosphere 
to it with palm trees and stuff.  It was spring, and it had started getting 
a bit warmer out, but it wasn't too crowded yet.  It only gets really busy 
in the summer.  After having a quick bite to eat, we went to look for 
swimsuits.  We tried the department store first, but all the women's sizes 
were pretty big on me.  Then, we walked around for a long time, until we 
finally found a shop that specialized in swimsuits and other stuff for the 
beach.  I think it was called Bikini Hut or something like that.  The clerk 
was this guy around our age with a dark tan dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and 
shorts.  His hair was bleached a kind of orange.  As soon as we walked in, 
he immediately came over to me and said,

"Can I help you, miss?" in a really friendly voice.  From the way he talked, 
you could tell he was, like, a surfer or something.  Ryosuke came over, put 
his arm around me and said,

"WE are looking for a swimsuit."  Ryosuke doesn't usually get jealous, so I 
was kind of surprised, but I was happy too.  The clerk didn't back off or 
anything, but instead started looking me up and down sort of like he was 
hungry and I was a piece of food. I guess Ryosuke and other guys look at me 
that way sometimes too, but I was kind of surprised to see a sales clerk do 
that.

"What kind of suit are you looking for?" he asked.

"A really nice looking bikini," Ryosuke answered, patting me on the bum.  I 
was kind of shocked, but didn't say anything.  I hadn't thought he was 
serious about that part.  The clerk got this grin on his face, and then 
headed off to where the bikinis were hanging.  We followed him over.  
Ryosuke looked at me.  "Well my sweet, which one do you like?"

I reached out, and took one off the rack to take a look.  It was so small, 
just a few strings really and not much material.

"Good choice," the clerk said.  "That's one of our most popular items.  I've 
got it in other colors if you'd like."  He started pulling out others from 
the rack.  I looked at it closely.  The bottom had this little triangle of 
cloth at the front and a narrow strap at the back.

"Um, what kind is it?" I asked.

"Oh, it's a thong.  Last year, everyone was wearing them," he said smiling 
widely.  I thought back to my trips to the beach the year before.  I guess I 
wasn't really paying much attention, but I didn't remember seeing the other 
girls wearing anything as skimpy as this.

"What other styles do you have?"

"What about this one?"  Ryosuke pulled out another suit even smaller than 
the first.

"Oh, that," said the clerk taking it from him.  "This one's a g-string."  He 
held it up to my body.  "If you don't mind my saying so, miss, I think you'd 
look great in this."  I laughed nervously, and backed up a little.  I guess 
I should tell you: as much as I love to go swimming, but I don't think I'd 
ever worn a bikini before that.  For a long time, I liked my school 
swimsuit, but I also have ones like they wear at the Olympics.  When I was 
little, I even used to dream of being an Olympic swimmer.

"Uh, do you have any one piece swimsuits?" I asked.  Both of them looked at 
me with this blank expression.  Ryosuke tried to get me to take the 
g-string, but I just ignored him.  Finally, the sales clerk pulled out a one 
piece.

"Well, how about this one?"  At first glance, it looked much better.  At 
least it had some more material to it.  Ryosuke looked at the price tag 
suspiciously, and then nodded for me to take it.  I suddenly felt a bit bad 
about getting him to pay, but anyway, he's the one who wanted me to get a 
new one.  I took it from the sales clerk.

"The change room is right here," he said walking to the back of the shop, 
and pulling back the curtain for me.  I went in, and pulled the curtain shut 
as far as it would go. There was still a little crack open.  I felt a bit 
nervous about that, but anyway, I put my bag and the suit down on the chair, 
and started to change.  I lifted up my sweatshirt, and then realized that I 
still had my swimsuit on underneath my clothes from our swim in the morning. 
  I peeked through the crack between the curtain and the wall, but I 
couldn't see Ryosuke or the salesman.  I still felt uneasy though.

I pulled down my skirt, and stepped out of it.  Peeking outside again, I 
finally spotted the two of them further down the aisle discussing other 
swimsuits that they thought I would look good in.  Quickly, I pulled the 
straps of my suit off from my shoulders and down.  My breasts popped out of 
the suit, and bobbed up and down a bit.  The front of the store was open, 
and I could feel this breeze blowing in.  I'd better hurry.

I took a deep breath, stepped out of my shoes, and pulled the suit down and 
off.  I stood there naked for a second straightening out my suit, but I was 
getting nervous, so I threw it down, and took the new one off its hanger.  
Most of the time I like getting naked, but this place was just a little too 
public for me.  I could still hear all their voices just ont eh other side 
of the curtain.

Looking at the new swimsuit closer, at first I couldn't figure out how it 
worked.  There didn't seem to be a back at all.  I finally realized that you 
had to tie it around your neck and on each side of your hips.  I finally got 
it on and tied up.  It's weird to get tied up.  I felt like one of those 
damsels in distress tied to the railway tracks.  The back part was so small 
it didn't cover my bum up at all.  It was just like the thong.  I tried to 
spread the material out, but as soon as I let go, it would work itself back 
up into the crack of my bum, so it looked like I wasn't wearing anything at 
all.

"Are you ready yet?"  It was Ryosuke.  He was right on the other side of the 
curtain. I slid my index finger into the crack of my bum to try to pull the 
suit back out, but I couldn't get a hold of it.

"Is it on?"

"Yes, but ..."

He slowly began to pull back the curtain.  I turned to face him to try to 
hide my nearly bare behind.

"Wow!!  You look great."

I looked down.  The legs were so high cut I had to straighten the front to 
make sure it was covering all my pubic hair.  I began to feel a bit funny as 
I accidentally brushed my finger against my pussy trying to straighten the 
suit out.  It was kind of open at the sides so I wondered if you could see 
part of my breasts.

"Here let's see the back."

I shook my head.  My face was beginning to feel hot.

"C'mon, don't be silly."  He took my arm, and got me to turn around.  I 
covered my bum with both hands until he said sharply, "Emi!"

I finally pulled my hands away.  I covered my face in embarrassment, then 
turned my head to look at him.  His mouth was wide open.  Over his shoulder, 
I could see the sales clerk coming over to get a look.  I turned back, and 
reached up to close the curtain.

"What are you doing?  Come on out, and take a look at yourself in the 
mirror." I shook my head as the salesman came up.

"The mirrors are over here," he said pointing back towards the entrance to 
the store. I looked out fearfully at the people passing by in the mall 
outside.  I swear I felt like I was stark naked.

Before I could say anything, Ryosuke took my hand and led me out towards the 
mirrors.  I looked for the sales clerk, and suddenly he was right there 
behind me.  I covered my almost completely naked rear with my hand.

"Looks like a perfect fit to me, miss," he said staring straight at my bum.  
In the mirror, I noticed that the material seemed fairly thin.  I could 
almost make out the outline of where my pubic hair started.  Ryosuke 
meanwhile had grabbed one of the side ties, and started playing with it, the 
way he did at the beach.

"How strong are these strings?" he said to the clerk almost pulling the bow 
undone.  I looked at him sharply, but he didn't let go.

"Oh, they're made with a special fabric, a mixture of natural and artificial 
fibers. They would never break if that's what you mean."

Ryosuke, seeming dissatisfied, continued to pull at the bow till I grabbed 
his hand.  The bow had come loose mainly because he had pulled it so hard.  
I undid it, and quickly re-tied it while the two of them looked on.  Outside 
some of the guys who were walking by had stopped and were watching me too.

"So what do you think?" Ryosuke asked cheerfully.

"I don't know.  I think I would need something to wear over it."

"Oh, a cover-up, you mean. We have lots of those too."  The clerk walked 
over, and pulled one out.  "How about something like this?"  It was long and 
white, like a sun dress except with a hood on it.  Ryosuke passed it to me.  
Embarrassed at having everyone staring at me, I put it on.  The terry cloth 
material felt nice and soft on my skin.  The tag said something about 
"fleece."

"Oh, maybe that one's a bit big.  Here's a small," the clerk said, passing 
me another one.

By the time I'd got the larger one off, there were now a few guys gathering 
in front of the store watching me change.  Quickly, I took the smaller one, 
and slid it on over my head.  It was a nice fit, and I was so relieved to 
have something to cover me.  Some of the other people had come into the 
shop, so the clerk told us,

"Take your time deciding.  I'll be here if you need me," and went over to 
help them.

"So what do you think?" Ryosuke asked.  He obviously wanted me to take them.

"I don't know."  I touch the hem of the cover-up, trying to see if it went 
down far enough to cover my crotch.  "They're both pretty revealing."

"Yeah, but they look good on you."

I've always had such trouble saying no to Ryosuke especially when he's being 
this kind.

"Here, let me change back, and I'll think about it."  I walked back to the 
change room, but when I turned, I was surprised to find that Ryosuke had 
followed me right in.

"What?"

He closed the curtain and just stood there.

"Go ahead and change."

You could hear the voice of the sales clerk, further away.  Apparently, no 
one had noticed Ryosuke come in.

"Um..." I just kind of stood there.  Ryosuke reached over, and took a hold 
of the cover-up.  I looked down a bit shyly.  He pulled it up, but then 
waited till I lifted my arms.  I felt a rush as he pulled it up and over my 
head.  To tell you the truth, I was starting to get pretty excited.  Ryosuke 
puts his hands on my bum, and gently kneaded the flesh.

"You look so amazing in this."  He sat down on the chair facing me, and put 
his knees between my legs, spreading my buttocks cheeks with his fingers at 
the same time.  I grabbed his shoulders trying not to fall back, but he had 
already got his fingers down between my legs.  I peered nervously at the 
crack in the curtain, as his fingers circled inward.

"Careful.  You'll get the suit wet," I said, instantly blushing when I 
realized what I had said.  He ran his fingers along my crack and said,

"Too late.  I guess we'll have to buy it now."  Embarrassed, I started to 
stand up, but somehow he got a hold of my side ties, and started pulling 
again.

"Kyaa!" I squealed.

"Shh!"  We both stood stock still wondering if anyone had heard.

"We can't do it here," I whispered.

He nodded, but pulled me down, so I was sitting facing him straddled across 
his lap.  He put his arms around me and gave me a gentle kiss, but I could 
feel him undoing the bow at the back of my neck.

"Ryosuke, I'm serious."  As the bow slipped free, my breasts came tumbling 
forward, bumping against his chest.  I cupped them to pull them back, but 
Ryosuke got a hold of my suit and pulled it right off.  I was completely 
panicking.  The store clerk would hear us for sure.  Ryosuke put his hands 
back between my legs, and ran a finger along my pussy, making me shudder.

"You are absolutely soaked."

I couldn't deny it.  There was something about the whole situation, having 
practically my whole body exposed while all these guys were watching me, 
that was getting me really excited.  The way he was touching me wasn't 
making it any easier to calm down either.  He undid his pants, and let his 
penis flop out.  It was standing straight up and twitching, and I hadn't 
even done anything to him yet.  I shivered as he pulled my hips up on top of 
him, and ran the tip of his penis along my pussy lips.  It was making me 
feel all crazy inside, like I wanted to have sex.  He flicked his penis 
around teasing me with it, while he pulled a condom out of his pocket, and 
handed it to me.

My whole body was shaking as I squatted down buck naked save my sandals, 
trying to keep away from the crack at the edge of the curtain.  I wrapped my 
mouth around his penis to wet it, gave it a little flick with my tongue, and 
then rolled the condom on with my fingers.  He was bracing his arms against 
the wall, and looked very much like he was going to come.  I straddled him 
again, as I heard the sales clerk's voice coming closer.  I was so wet that 
it slid right in.  My whole body quivered in pleasure.  I shook so much that 
I almost fell backward, but Ryosuke grabbed me, and pulled me in closer till 
his full length was up inside of me.  I started rocking up and down on top 
of him and trying not to make any noise at all, but both of us were 
breathing pretty hard.  I almost had a heart attack when the clerk said,

"Is everything all right in there?  Do you like that one or should I bring 
you something else?"

Ryosuke kept thrusting away, and I was in so much sweet torment that I 
couldn't answer at first.  I had that feeling, you know, when he's up deep 
inside of me and I knew that we were doing something incredibly naughty, but 
I just couldn't stop myself.  Don't you get like that sometimes?

"Miss?"

I pressed Ryosuke to get him to stop long enough for me to think.  I was so 
incredibly turned on it was hard to think of anything else.

"Uh no... I think... this one... will be OK."  I put my feet flat on the 
ground and tried to stand up, but Ryosuke held my waist, and slowly eased 
his penis in and out.  I muffled a squeal of pleasure.  Oh yes!  That feels 
so good!

"Oh, that's great.  Just let me know when you are ready, and I'll ring it 
through.

Once he was out of earshot, the two of us started humping like crazy, and 
everything else grew quite hazy as I get ready to come.  I was going weak 
all over, but Ryosuke held me up as he continued to slide it in and out at 
just the right rhythm.  I tried to hold back my orgasm as long as I could, 
but the pent-up pleasure was just too much.  I lost control and came, in 
wave after wave with Ryosuke not far behind.  We both cried out in ecstacy, 
and then the whole shop went silent.  Whoever was outside must have heard us 
for sure.

I just sat there with Ryosuke still inside of me leaning up against him for 
support.  As my head slowly started to clear, I managed with some difficulty 
to get off of him, and then reach down to my bag for some wipes to clean up. 
  There was liquid all down the inside of my thigh.  It must have been my 
own juices because Ryosuke still had on his condom.  I had to get to a 
washroom to clean up.

Ryosuke was ready first, and went out to pay for the swimsuit and cover-up.  
I just sat there naked for a while, too dazed to even think of getting 
dressed.  When Ryosuke came back, I finally pulled on my sweatshirt and 
skirt.  I couldn't put my panties back on because they would have got all 
sticky.

"The sales clerk?" I asked, beginning to worry about what the people outside 
must have thought of our screams.  Ryosuke smirked.

"Guess we got a little carried away."

When we walked out of the store, the clerk gave us such a look.  I was 
tempted to lift up my skirt and give him a peak, but I managed to hold back 
the urge.  We found a washroom, and I finally got cleaned up and dressed.  
Now that day is one of my happiest memories.  Anyway, I'll try to write 
again soon.  Please send me an email to tell me what you think.

Emi Tsuruta



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