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 Japan Camp Counselors 13: The Little Tease By Ken Maeda

   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 of the other counselors
turned out to be beautiful young women: the statuesque athlete Mika, jokey
tomboy Chie, wholesome swimmer Kayo, cute but serious Mai, shy Kimiko and
intense Michiyo.  At first, I almost went out with Mai, till her best
friend Chie lured me into a midnight tryst.  Recently, I've become more
interested in Kayo, going swimming with her in the early morning.  I've
also been chatting with two of Mika's high school girls, Misato and Chika.
I saw them running around naked in the communal bath on Tuesday, and
according to Chika, a boy named Tomo had seen Misato wandering the halls
naked at night.  Wednesday night I bumped into the two of them in the
cafeteria coming back from the bath.

   I held the soap on a rope Misato had handed me up to my nose.  It had a
citrus smell, quite pleasing, a tad arousing even.  It reminded me of the
fresh clean scent of Misato herself.

   "Hontou da.  Ii nioi.  (Yeah, it does smell nice)," I nodded smiling at
her.  She was a cute kid with the look of a teenage idol, a young Momoko
Kikuchi or someone like that.  I went to give it back to her, but it was
still slippery from the shower, and slipped out of my hands, and bounced
down onto the floor.  "Woops!  Gomen, gomen.  (Sorry)."

   I slid off my chair, and got down on my hands and knees to get it back.
Misato was sitting with her legs pressed tightly together and one hand on
her lap holding down the hem of her incredibly short t-shirt.  I wonder
what she is wearing underneath.  I moved to her side, but all I could see
was her supple pink thighs, no sign of panties at all.  Could she be going
commando?  The mere thought of it was getting me all excited.  She had
gorgeous legs, so youthful, sleek and trim.  I was so tempted to slip
forward, and pull up her t-shirt to take a peek inside.

   Then I remembered the soap.  I picked it up, and got out from under the
table adjusting my shorts to hide the bulge.  Misato was still sitting
there blinking and smiling sweetly.  I handed her the soap.

   "Ken-chan wa nande nihon ni kita no?  (Kenny, why did you come to
Japan?)," she asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.  I looked at her for a
while surprised a bit I guess by the sudden interest.

   "Ii shitsumon da ne.  (That's a good question)," I stalled rubbing my
nose.  I didn't want to tell her that my dad was Japanese, and had talked
me into it.  "Maa, kokusaijin ni narou to omotte...  Nihon ni kitara ironna
hito ni aeru to omotta.  Maa, Misato-chan mitai na hito toka.  (I wanted to
become a citizen of the world.  If I came to Japan, I thought I'd be able
to meet all kinds of people, people like you)."

   Her face kind of clouded, and she started blushing.  I was just trying
to put a good spin on it, but she seemed to take it as if my whole reason
for coming to Japan was to meet her.

   "Shourai wa?  Nani ga shitai no?  (In the future, what would you like to
do?)" she continued.

   "Nihon to Amerika ga motto naka yoku nareru you ni gaikoukan toshite
hataraku toka (Maybe I could work as a diplomat helping the U.S.  and Japan
get along better)."

   She stared at me in wonder, obviously already imagining me as some great
statesman negotiating agreements, working for world peace.  To be honest, I
hadn't really thought much about what I would do.  I'd just finished high
school for Pete's sake.  The first thing I had to do was save up enough
money to go to college.  Chika suddenly touched Misato on the shoulder
pulling her out of her reverie.  Chika pointed up at the clock.

   "Mou konna jikan.  Nenakya.  (Look at the time.  We'd better get to
bed.)."

   Misato kept on staring at me, wide-eyed, but slowly the three of us got
up, and walked towards the door.  I hadn't really taken Misato very
seriously so far, but anyway, I was glad for her obvious affection.  When
we got to the stairs, they stopped, and motioned for me to go up first.

   "Saki ni douzo.  (You go ahead)," Misato demurred shyly.  I'd kind of
been hoping to walk up behind them, but they paused waiting for me to go up
first.

   "Oyasumi nasai!  (Good night)," they called after me when we got to the
second floor.  I hurried up to my own room, and went to sleep.

   The next morning, I woke up, and decided to head up to the pool to see
if Kayo was around.  I'd really enjoyed our little swim together the
morning before, and hoped to get a chance to chat with her a bit more, and
see if she really did have a crush on me.  I got dressed, and headed down
and out to the pool across from the main entrance.  As I walked up, there
didn't seem to be anyone around.  The guy's change room was locked again,
but I could hear noise coming from the girl's side.  It had to be Kayo. 
Curious, I walked over to the door to the girl's change room, and called
her name.

   "Kayo-san?  Imasu ka?  (Kayo?  Are you there?)"

   There was no answer.  The morning before, the guy's change room had been
locked, so she'd taken the somewhat surprising step of inviting me in to
use the girl's side.  Assuming it is Kayo, I don't suppose there would be
any harm in going in again.  Kayo was really the only one who seemed to use
the pool this early.  Perhaps she was waiting for me even, I told myself.

   I took a deep breath, and gently pushed the door in.  There didn't seem
to be anyone in the change room, but I could hear the sound of a shower
reverberating from inside.  I quietly walked in, peering around.  Sure
enough there was Kayo's bag, and her swimsuit hung up on one of the hooks.
On seeing this, my heart sped up.  If Kayo's swimsuit is here, what is she
wearing in the shower?  Surely she wouldn't be showering naked.

   I quietly crept closer to the shower room, and peeked in.  Wonder of
wonders, there she was naked, showering away contentedly, her back to me.
She had such a beautiful body, pale skin, but round curves that radiated an
innocent yet raw sensuality.  She had the most amazing ass.  She'd spread
her legs and stuck her ass out almost as if she was waiting for me.  I
swallowed hard as my cock swelled to life.  I backed up trying to hide, but
unfortunately, she must have heard the shuffle of my feet.

   "Nani?  Dare?  Ken-san?  (What?  Who is it?  Ken?)" She turned this way
for a moment, revealing her gorgeous round tits.  Her cute little face
looked so shocked to find me there.  As soon as she realized it was me
though, she turned her back to me.  I guess she was trying to hide her
pussy from me, but if anything her creamy white ass was even more of a turn
on.  I couldn't help imagining what it would be like to slide it in from
behind.  She had such a gorgeous heart-shaped ass.  I was seriously
starting to lose it.

   "Yada, minai de yo!  Dete!  (Oh no, don't look.  Get out!)"

   I knew I should probably do as she said, but she seemed in no hurry to
cover up her delicious round rear, so I just stood there unable to tear
myself away.

   "Ken!" she squealed covering her tits with one arm, and throwing her bar
of soap at me.  I flicked it away staring down in even more wonder at her
soaking wet bush.  She quickly covered it with her hand, but not before the
image had been seared into my mind's eye.  God, she was gorgeous!  The fact
that she was blushing and angry just made her all the more so.

   Not thinking so straight anymore, I stepped up, and stumbled into the
shower.  Kayo quickly backed away a bit frightened I guess.  Realizing that
I was scaring her, I paused, and tried to reassure her.

   "Kayo, there's something I've been meaning to tell you," I blurted out.
I guess I just wanted to tell her that she'd been on my mind a lot lately,
but plainly, she was in no mood to listen, and didn't understand my English
anyway.  She backed up all the way to the door, obviously wondering if she
should run out, and dive into the pool.  I finally managed to snap out of
it, and apologize.

   "Gomen, gomen.  Kou suru tsumori wa nakatta.  Demo dekireba itsuka
hanashi ga shitai.  (Sorry, sorry.  I didn't mean to do anything like this.
But sometime I'd like to talk to you)."

   "Dete yo.  Dete.  Mou iikagen ni shite.  (Get out!  Get out, will you?
Leave me alone, for heaven's sakes)."

   I bowed an apology again, and finally left.  I went back outside, and
sat down on the sidewalk still wanting to explain.  After the longest time,
she finally emerged, her hair wet and obviously still angry.

   "Gomen, Kayo.  Gomen.  Hontou ni gomen.  Masaka kimi ga hadaka da to
omowanakute sa.  (Sorry, Kayo.  I'm sorry.  I'm so sorry.  I never expected
to find you there naked.)."

   "Moou.  (I can't believe you barged in like that)."

   "Gomen.  Yurushite.  (Sorry.  Please forgive me.)."

   She glared at me, and then walked away back towards the main camp
building.  She still looked pretty peeved, but actually, I thought I
detected a faint hint of a smile on her lips as she walked away.  I felt
bad of course for spying in on her like that, but perhaps she wasn't nearly
as angry as she was trying to make out.  This was just one more bit of
evidence to suggest that she did have a crush on me after all.  For all I
knew, she could have been showering there naked on purpose waiting for me
to come, and find her.

   At breakfast, she sat off with her kids staying as far away from me as
possible.  I was a bit worried she might say something to Chie or Mai, but
it looked like not.  I guess she wasn't that close to them anyway.  If
anything, I was one of her closest friends at the camp.  Anyway, I guess
I'd better let things be for the time being until she cools back down.

   The morning went by uneventfully, and then after lunch, I took my kids
down to the field to play some sports.  Two of the other counselors, Mika
and Michiyo, had brought their groups as well, so there was a whole bunch
of us out on the field.  My kids were dressed and ready, so I got them set
up to play a game of flags.

   Misato and Chika, the two high school girls from the night before, came
down on to the field a bit late.  I eyed Misato from a distance wondering
if she was still daydreaming about me, but she didn't even look over this
way.  Maybe it had just been a passing whim, a one night thing that
disappeared with the morning light.  Misato, still in her jeans, sat down
on a towel on the sidelines, while Chika disappeared off somewhere.  She
soon came back dressed in tight red bloomers (gym shorts) and a white
t-shirt.  She came up, and sat down next to Misato, watching the rest of us
and munching on some snack.

   The next time I looked over, Misato had wrapped a towel around her
waist, and was pulling off her jeans.  To me this always seemed a little
strange, changing out in the open, but I'd seen other kids do the same
thing.  A bit later, she was sitting down next to Chika, her legs bare, but
the towel still wrapped around her waist.  Their counselor Mika was busy
coaching the other girls in her group, but I was kind of curious as to what
Misato was up to, so I slowly crossed the field over towards where they
were sitting.

   Chika pulled a box of candies out of her backpack, and when Misato
turned to take them from her, she spread her legs for a fraction of a
second.  I froze, staring on in amazement as I thought I caught a glimpse
of tight little slit surrounded by her wispy black pubic hair.  Was I
dreaming?  I glanced around nervously, but no one else seemed to be looking
her way.

   Keeping my distance, I continued to watch her, but at first Misato kept
her legs flat, so it was hard to tell for sure what she had on under the
towel.  She got out a candy, unwrapped it, and glanced up at me for a
second, but she looked remarkably calm for a girl who wasn't wearing any
panties.  Minutes later though, she raised her legs up, and spread them
again, flashing me a clear view of her pussy this time.  Without any doubt,
she was sitting there on the edge of the field completely commando.  I
could hardly believe my eyes.  I guess there weren't that many guys there,
just a few of my boys who were probably too young to pay her much mind, but
still, she had quite the nerve to sit out here, and flash her pussy with me
standing right nearby.  Even though she surely knew I was here, she
continued to sit with her legs slightly apart, contentedly munching on her
candy.  She had taken off her shoes and socks, and was playfully twirling
her toes in the air, and bouncing her legs up and down.  I couldn't help
wondering if she was getting her jollies exposing herself to me.

   Slowly I realized that catching glimpses of Misato's lovely young pussy
was giving me the worst hard-on.  I adjusted my pants, glancing around
nervously, wondering if anyone had noticed.  Luckily, it seemed that no one
had, not even Misato, so I discreetly went back to watching to see what she
would do next.

   She turned to say something to one of the girls behind her, and then
spread her legs wide as she turned back.  She had a dense little triangle
of black pubic hair above her pussy, but it wasn't yet long enough to cover
her pussy lips.  There was something decidedly obscene about the way her
lips puckered out almost as if they were beckoning me to taste them.  I
struggled to keep my feelings in check, but I was very clearly losing it.
I'd never seen such a brazen display in my life.  All the while, her
expression showed not even the slightest hint of awareness that she might
be doing anything wrong.  I was both baffled and fascinated.  What kind of
girl was this?

   She continued to twiddle her toes in the air, and then started to brush
some grass off of her foot.  She spread her legs wide, and it almost looked
like she was deliberately pulling the towel up with her hand to give me a
better look.  It was hard to see though because her foot was in the way,
and then she lay her legs back down, and turned to talk to the other girl
again.  Soon she picked another candy out of the box, and pulled her legs
up and to the side, giving me another peek at her ever so enticing slit. 
When she finished eating, she did this little dance with her legs, almost
as if she were deliberately teasing me.  At one point, she peered down
between her legs at her pussy, leaving no doubt that she knew she was
naked.

   She closed her legs, but I continued to watch, puzzling over why she
hadn't even looked over this way to see who all was watching.  A girl
behind Misato pointed to the grass on her feet, and Misato once again
spread her legs wide as she wiped it away.  She seemed quite comfortable
with her nudity now, and spread her legs even wider, as she brushed off the
other foot.  On closer examination, she had a lovely pussy, complex folds
of a light feminine pink, soft and inviting-looking.  It was hard not to
imagine what it would be like to have those little lips wrapped around me.
She can't be a virgin, can she?  Or maybe she just doesn't realize the
effect this is having on me.

   A boy walked right past just in front of her and then back, but she
didn't even blink.  Perhaps she had finally realized the danger though,
because she turned to the side, and fished her panties out of her bag.  The
knot in her towel had come undone, exposing the smooth curve of her
lilywhite ass from the waist down.  I couldn't understand why no one else
had noticed.  Was I the only one here horny enough to find her brazen
exposure arousing?

   She spread her legs again, as she pulled on her panties, and then got up
to a squat exposing her ass to the girls behind.  They didn't seem
concerned at all, and before I knew it, Misato had pulled her panties back
on.  The show was over.  I regretted not having brought a video camera or
something to capture the whole thing on film.  No one back home will ever
believe me.  My hard-on lingered on, but anyway, I had to get back to my
kids, so I tried to forget about her, and concentrate on the game.  No
matter what I did though the image of Misato's tight little pussy kept
popping back into my mind.

   Once she'd pulled her own bloomers on, Misato came out onto the field,
and joined her group mates in their game.  I kept glancing over at her, and
especially down at her hips.  Like it or not, she had me.  I was
fascinated, obsessed.  How could any women seem so innocent yet act so sexy
apparently without even knowing it?

   When suppertime approached, Michiyo came over, and we had to herd our
kids off to the communal bath.  I waited at the field's edge hoping Misato
would come, but Mika let them keep playing, so eventually I had to go on
ahead, and join my kids.  Eventually, Misato showed up in the dining hall,
joking with her friends and giggling the same as ever.  I wondered if I
should go over, and talk to her, but I didn't really know what I would say.

   That night, we had some quiet activities planned, but I let my kids go
early, because I had other things on my mind.  I went up to the lounge on
the third floor, and flipped on the TV, still playing through the
afternoon's events in my head.  What had Misato meant by pulling that
stunt? Could it really be as innocent as everyone seemed to be making out?
Well, anyway, one thing was sure.  It was almost certainly true what Tomo
had said about seeing Misato out in the hall in the buff.  Still it was
hard for me to imagine why she would do these things.

   Kimiko, Kayo and Mai came up, but soon headed off to their rooms for the
night.  I guess I should have apologized to Kayo for barging in on her that
morning, but somehow, this whole thing with Misato had put me off my
stride. I kind of heard Chie come up, but she didn't even come in to say
good night.  I guess everyone was tired from the busy day, but even still,
I wished she would make more of an effort.  I thought of her as my
girlfriend, but lately, it almost seemed as if she'd been avoiding me.  Was
she angry with me about something?  Probably.  Maybe Kayo had told her
about what happened this morning.  I wish I knew better what to do.

   I sat there mulling things over, and then suddenly, Misato appeared at
the door to the lounge.  I straightened up, more than a little surprised to
see her up here.  Our kids so rarely came up to the third floor, where the
other counselors and I were staying.  Her hair was wet, and she must have
come up here straight from the bath.  She had on a white t-shirt with a
hello kitty logo, and had a towel wrapped around her waist.

   "Doumo.  (Hi)," I bowed a greeting.  "Doushita no?  (What's wrong?)."

   "Iya, betsu ni.  (Nothing)," she smiled shyly.  "Haitte ii no?  (Can I
come in?)."

   "Aaa.  Hai, ii yo.  (Umm, yeah, sure.)."

   She slowly stepped forward all wide-eyed and seemingly quite nervous
about being alone with me.  I was feeling more than a little nervous
myself. She skirted around the edge of the room, and sat down in the big
armchair in the far corner.

   "Kami no ke mada nureteiru yo.  Kaze hiku yo.  (Your hair is still wet.
You'll catch a cold.)," I noted trying to ease the tension in the air.  She
unsurely ran her fingers through her hair confirming that what I said was
true.

   "Aaa, (Yeah)," she blushed.

   "Kotchi oide.  Kawakashite ageru kara.  (Come here.  I'll help you dry
it off,)," I found myself saying.  She looked at me cautiously, and then
slowly got up, and came over, sitting down on the carpet in front of me.  I
peered down at her towel, wondering if she was going to let me use it to
dry her hair.  She finally noticed, and quickly stood back up.  She undid
her towel, and peeked down at whatever was underneath.

   "Ano...  shitagi shika haitteinai no.  (I'm only wearing underwear
underneath)," she informed me blushing.

   "Ah," I gulped.  God almighty, she looked so sexy standing there
dripping wet, shyly hiding her hips with the towel.  "Zubunure janai no? 
(For heaven's sakes, you're soaked)," I noted surprised at the water
dripping down her legs.  She glanced nervously at the door, but finally
took her towel off, and handed it to me.  I stared at her luscious rear,
squeezed as it was into her tight pink cotton panties.  She looked around
at me, so I finally started drying her legs with the towel.

   "Sakki kawakasanakatta no?  (Didn't you dry yourself off before?)."

   "Chotto isoida node...  (I was in a bit of a hurry,)" she explained
leaving me to guess why.

   I worked my way up from her ankles, calves, knees and thighs.  She did
not protest at all, so I started rubbing her ass with the towel.  She
looked back at me, biting her lip with embarrassment, but she didn't say
anything.  She had come up here for a reason.  Was it just to tease me, or
was she expecting something more?  She smelled so maddeningly sexy fresh
from the bath.  I guess there is only way to find out what she really
wants. I started gently brushing at her waistband with the towel pushing
her panties down.

   She kept staring straight at the door obviously quite afraid that Mika
or one of the other counselors might come, but she didn't let out even a
peep, as I slowly dragged her panties down.  Down, down, down, they went to
her thighs exposing her all too tempting bare behind.  I'd seen it before
the other day in the lounge, but now here we were, just the two of us.  I
was going crazy out of my head with lust for her.  My cock felt like it was
going to explode in my pants.

   To be continued

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