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Subject: {ASSM} Outdoor Barbecue {Emi Tsuruta} (F+M+, exhib, voy, nosex)
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Date: Tue, 17 Jan 2012 06:10:02 -0500
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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:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/

   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-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/ 

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