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 Japan Camp Counselors 9: A hot spring with Chie and Mai 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 Mika, witty Chie,
wholesome Kayo, cute 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 by the river.  I was hung up on Chie for a while.  Then
Michiyo broke up with her boyfriend, and I ended up "consoling" her.  As if
that weren't enough, one of Mika's high school girls, Sayuri, has been
chasing me the last few days, but more than her, I'm fascinated by her
group mate, Rika.  Faced with all of them at once at the week end dance, I
retreated to my room, but soon Sayuri came knocking at my door again.

   "Ken-chan, Ken-chan, akete yo.  (Ken, Ken, open up)."

   Damn.  Why won't she leave me alone?  She was up here last night too. 
With Kimiko probably listening next door, this is the last thing I need. 
To get Sayuri to quieten down, I finally opened the door, and pushed her
across the hall into the stairwell again.  She had on a new nightie, white
lace, partly see-through, and pretty clearly she had nothing on underneath.
I gulped as my eyes wandered down over her pink little nipples to her cute
little tuft of pubic hair lower down.  I closed my eyes, and tried to
recall the difference between integral and differential calculus.  One of
them has that stylized E symbol, doesn't it?

   "Ken-chan, nani shite n no.  Me wo akete yo.  (Ken, what are you doing?
Open your eyes)." Sayuri's voice really carries, so I opened my eyes, and
led her further down the stairs.  Wasn't it Newton who invented calculus?
"Ken-chan tte ba!  (Look at me, Ken!)"

   I look at her face, straining hard not to look down at her body.  Damn,
why can't she dress normal like all the other girls?  A pair of guys' pj's,
a track suit, a potato sack, anything to get my mind off how much I'd like
to...

   "Dou shita no, Ken?  Nani kangaette n no?  (What's wrong Ken?  What are
you thinking about?)"

   I'm not going to sleep with her.  I'm not going to sleep with her. 
There are five or six girls in this building I wouldn't mind pillowing, but
Sayuri is definitely not one of them.  I dragged her further down the
stairs, but the hem of her nightie was floating dangerously high giving me
the occasional brief glimpse of her tight little pussy.  God, how can she
walk around like this?  Didn't her mother tell her to dress more like a
lady?

   "Sayuri, koe ookii.  Heya ni modore yo.  Onegai.  (Sayuri, don't talk so
loudly.  Go back to your room.  Please)."

   "Datte nemurenai.  (But, I can't sleep)."

   "Yuube onaji koto wo yutteita n ja nai (You said the same thing last
night)." I'm straining to think how to say, "Masturbate yourself to sleep.
I'm not your play toy" in Japanese.  Damn, I don't think they covered that
in my textbook.

   "Ne, ne, Ken.  Atashi, sonna ni miryoku nai no (Ken, don't you find me
attractive?)."

   I glanced nervously down at the hem of her nightie, but then quickly
covered my eyes.  It would be so easy to just take her outside, and fuck
her brains out, but I knew I'd regret it.  She was the type that would
probably brag to all her roommates or even her counselor Mika, and that was
one bit of aggravation I did not need.  I don't care what you dress like or
what a goddamn fucking amazing body you have, I am not going to sleep with
you, and that's final.  Now how do you say that - politely - in Japanese?

   I finally realized there was no reasoning with her, so I bent forward,
grabbed her back, and threw her over my shoulder.  She started pounding on
my back with her fists, but she was surprisingly light.  I carried her down
the stairs and out into the second floor hall towards her room.  As we
passed a couple of the junior high school boys, I suddenly realized her
nightie had slid way up, and I was pulling her ass cheeks apart with my
grip.  They were going cross-eyed staring at her pussy.  The aroma wafting
from her left no doubt that she was pretty excited too.

   "Gomen kudasai.  (Sorry, gals, I'm coming in)," I called at her door to
warn her roommates.  The door opened, and I hurried in, ungraciously
dumping Sayuri down on her bed.  She looked furious, but the hem of her
nightie had slid up around her waist exposing her pussy.  She scrambled to
pull her nightie back down as the other girls all broke out laughing.

   "Nenasai.  (Go to sleep!)" I boomed.  I glanced around the room just
long enough to establish that Rika was not there, and then left shutting
the door behind me.  Sayuri was up trying to open the door seconds later,
but I shouted "Nenasai!" again, and held the door shut till she finally
gave up trying to pull it open.

   I figured Rika must still be down in the communal bath, but the problem
was some of the other counselors or girls would probably be down there with
her.  I double-checked to make sure Sayuri wasn't following, and then went
up to change into my yukata, and hurried back down towards the baths.  I
could hear two girls voices coming from inside, but at first I couldn't
make out whose.  I showered, and wrapped my towel around my waist before
going out into the large bath area.  Kimiko and Rika were there.  Alright!
They both sunk down deep into the water when they saw me.

   "A, Ken-san da!  (Oh, it's Ken!)," Kimiko gurgled seemingly pleased to
see me.  Their towels were lying over at the edge of the bath, so I knew
they must be naked, but the water was just a bit too murky for me to make
out their bodies.  I'd done some embarrassing things to them both, kissing
Kimiko by mistake once, and pinning Rika naked to her bed, just a few hours
ago.  I sure hope they weren't talking about me.

   I carefully stepped in, sat down, and took off my towel, setting it on
the edge of the bath.  They both looked at me with this curious, almost
sultry look on their faces.  Maybe they had been talking about me.

   "Kyou tanoshikatta ne.  (Today was fun, wasn't it?)" Kimiko smiled at me
obviously meaning it.

   "Un (Yeah)," I nodded smiling back.  Just a bit earlier, the two of us
had been sitting out behind the summer center looking up at the stars. 
Kimiko seemed by far the shyest of any of the counselors, but ever since I
apologized to her for kissing her, I'd found it really easy to talk to her.
She'd seen me with Mai and Chie, and probably knew something was going on
between us, but she didn't seem bothered by this at all.  That time I got
caught with her key she'd covered for me, cooling down Mai and Chie in what
could have been a difficult situation.  Kimiko hadn't really been on my
mind that much, but I did enjoy her company, and I still remembered how
large her breasts were from that time she fainted on top of me.

   Rika just sat there shyly peering over at me, her body under water up to
her chin.  I wanted to talk with her, but this probably wasn't the best
place nor time.  I could tell she liked me, especially after my speech
about only showing your body to the one you really love, but I doubted
she'd say much with Kimiko here.  I breathed a deep sigh, and stretched my
arms high into the air.  As much as I hated to admit it, I was getting
sleepy.

   Kimiko moved forward floating onto her front.  Her bare back and the
heart shaped curves of her ass came bobbing up out of the water.  I felt my
member stiffen as I wondered what it would be like to slide it into her
from behind.  She was usually so bashful in the bath, keeping her towel
wrapped tightly around her, but somehow with only the three of us here,
she'd become a bit more daring.  Rika noticed me staring, so I tried to
pretend like I wasn't.  Kimiko propelled herself gently forward, bringing
her luscious little ass even closer to me.  Rika had a great ass too, but I
doubt she would willingly show it to me, especially after I'd just told her
not to.  Why on earth did I tell her that?

   "Kimiko-chan-tachi wa nani hanashite ita n desu ka.  (What were you two
talking about?)" I asked curious.  They exchanged a glance, and looked
surprised.

   "Nani mo (Nothing)," Kimiko blurted out, blushing and slipping back
under the water.  The way she said it made me suspect that they had been
talking about me, but clearly they weren't going to admit it.  I was
getting even sleepier now.  It had been an action-packed day, but as long
as I was here, I still wanted to get one last look at Rika's hot little
body.  She was leaving the next day, so this would be my last chance.  I
wondered if she'd give me her phone number, or let me take her picture.

   Neither of them seemed too keen on getting out of the bath with me
sitting there watching, but the water was very hot, and so they would
probably have to give in soon.  I blinked my eyes trying to stay awake.

   "Ken-san wa nemui deshou?  Saki ni agareba.  (You look sleepy.  Why
don't you head off to bed?)" Kimiko purred sweetly.  What and miss seeing
you two little dishes frolic around in the buff?  Are you kidding?

   "Iya, daijoubu.  Mou chotto iru.  (No, I'm OK.  I'm going to stay in a
bit longer)."

   They looked back and forth at each other trying to decide what to do. 
Rika looked like she might faint from the heat, and so finally she paddled
over to the edge, quickly stood up, and wrapped her towel around her.  Her
body was as beautiful as ever, and the way she was blushing made her look
all the more appealing.

   "Oyasumi nasai.  (Good night)," she bowed, and ran off.  Kimiko looked
at me, and laughed.

   "Ken-san wa karada ga ii n datte.  (She said you've got a nice body)."

   "E?" I was floored.  They had been talking about me!  "Nani itte n da ka
(What are you talking about?)"

   "Watashi mo sou omou yo.  (I think so too)," she said turning away and
rising up out of the bath.  She picked up her towel, but didn't bother to
cover up her gorgeous bod, glistening wet.  "Ja, oyasumi (Good night
then)," she said, and scurried off to the change room herself.  Well, I'll
be darned.  I'm even more popular than I thought.

   Soon, I got out myself, went upstairs and paused as I passed Kimiko's
door.  I wonder if that was an invitation.  I resisted the urge to knock,
and went into my room.  There was a note under my door.

   'Ken-chan, ashita Mai to Nanki Shirahama ni iku kedo, issho ni konai? 
Chie (Ken, Tomorrow Mai and I are going to Nanki Shirahama.  Wanna come? 
Chie).'

   I let out a deep sigh.  All I need now.  What on earth is Chie thinking?
The three of us?  Not wanting to think about it, I went straight to bed.

   The next morning at breakfast, Chie came over to see what my answer was.
I'd been casting furtive glances over at Rika, but she was just smiling and
laughing, gabbing away with the other girls.  I eyed Chie, somewhat irked
that she wanted to bring Mai along.  Mai struck me as a bit of a priss, or
maybe just young and naive.  She was also the one who wanted to go back to
the States with me to study English, a suggestion I saw as the death knell
to my eighteen years of freedom.  I couldn't understand what Chie had in
mind inviting Mai along.  It was bad enough that she'd stolen me from Mai,
but what was she up to now?  Did she intend to rub Mai's face in her
conquest?  Maybe I was wrong, but the whole idea seemed pretty heartless to
me.

   "Ne, ne, Ken, ikou yo.  Onsen mo aru shi, umi mo aru shi, ii toko yo. 
(Come with us, Ken.  They have hot springs and a beach there.  It's
wonderful place)."

   Nanki Shirahama was near Chie's hometown of Osaka, so she'd probably
been there before.  I had nothing against the place.  I just would have
preferred to go with Chie, just the two of us without having to worry about
Mai's delicate feelings.  Chie knew as well as I how jealous Mai could get.

   "Demo doushite sannin?  (Why the three of us?)."

   "Mai-chan mo ikitai to yuu kara sasotta no.  Ne, ikou.  (She said she
wanted to come, so I invited her.  Please say you'll come)." She really
looked so anxious to have me join them.  She looked deep into my eyes with
such a cute little grin playing on her lips.  I found it hard to resist.

   "Wakatta.  Ii yo.  (OK, I'll come)," I agreed, finally giving in.

   "Yokatta.  (Oh, that's great!).  Hayaku jumbi shite ne, sugu dekakeru
kara.  (Hurry up, and get ready, because we have to leave soon)," she said
smiling, and then ran off to tell Mai.

   What?  Oh shit.  I looked around for Rika, but she'd disappeared.  I'll
never get her phone number now.  Well, maybe I can ask at the office later.
I turned my tray in, and headed upstairs to get ready.  Chie knocked at my
door, and said to meet them out front.  On my way down, I looked into
Rika's room, but she and the others were all gone.  When I went out, and
found Mai and Chie, Sayuri was hovering nearby staring daggers at her
rivals.  I bowed a farewell to her, and then Mai, Chie and I piled into Ms.
Suzuki's car.  She gave us a ride to the station.  I was still wondering
where Rika had got to, but Chie started gabbing away cheerfully, and I
gradually managed to forget about Rika.

   We changed trains at Nagoya, a fairly large city in central Japan.  As
we were walking through the station, I noticed quite a few guys stopping to
check out Chie and Mai.  We'd all been cooped up in the camp so long I'd
almost forgotten how foxy they must look to guys who don't know them.  Chie
was in knee-length overalls and this shoulder-less t-shirt, while Mai had
on a pair of fairly tight-fitting shorts that showed off her ass to nice
effect.  I probably wouldn't even have noticed if it weren't for all the
attention they were attracting.  They didn't seem to pay the starers much
mind, but some of the guys glared at me when Chie took me by the hand, and
led me through the crowd.  I started to feel better about the whole thing
as it sunk in that I was on a trip with two particularly gorgeous young
women.

   On the next train, we got a booth, and Mai fell asleep leaning against
the window.  I wanted to talk with Chie, suss out where we stood, but she
just kept pointing to things out the window doing her tour guide routine.

   We changed trains again at Osaka, and finally made it to our inn late
afternoon.  It was a nice enough place, a traditional Japanese style wooden
building with sloping eaves.  At the bottom of the hill not too far away,
you could see the bay where the beach was.

   While we were checking in, a family came through - a middle-aged mom and
pop and their two teenage daughters or perhaps a daughter and her best
friend.  They paused for a moment at the front desk, and I found myself
staring at the one girl's exquisite back.  She had on this light backless
sundress, and her skin looked so soft I wanted so much to reach out, and
touch it.  Mai shot me a dirty look, so I started whistling, and pretending
I hadn't been staring.

   The inn maid who took us to our room explained how the bath system
worked.  I didn't catch it all, but one word I did hear was "kon'yoku,"
meaning "co-ed." I looked over at Chie, a bit surprised.  The bath at our
camp was co-ed too, but I didn't realize they were so common in Japan.

   Our room was Japanese style, straw mats and sliding doors with a nice
view down the tree-lined hillside toward the ocean.  As soon as the maid
left, Chie disappeared into the bathroom, and reappeared minutes later
wearing a yukata and carrying her clothes in a pile.  On top of the pile
were these lacy pink panties and bra.  Chie, the little devil, had taken
them off, and was doubtless naked under her yukata.  Mai went in next.  I
moved closer to Chie, quite aroused at the thought of her naked, but she
looked at me nervously, obviously worried that Mai might come back out at
any second.

   Once we were all changed, we headed down to the outdoor bath.  It was
down this long open hallway with trees on either side.  There wasn't much
of a change room, just some cupboards with baskets in them, out in the open
air.  Worse, sitting in the bath were five or six guys, apparently locals
who had just nipped in for a quick dip.  They reacted the second they saw
Mai and Chie, obviously thrilled at the thought of sharing their bath with
these two foxy looking babes.  Mai looked horrified, and after a quick
conference with Chie, they decided to go look for the indoor women's bath.
Reluctantly, I went back with them, and went in the indoor men's bath for a
quick shower to clean up before supper.

   I met them back at the room, while the maids brought in our supper. 
Chie and Mai both gave off this pleasant clean scent, and looked quite sexy
with their wet hair and yukata sticking to their bodies.  Chie told us
about the times she'd come here as a kid, and described the beach.  It
sounded like quite the popular spot.  After supper, we tried the outdoor
bath again, but the mom and dad we'd seen earlier were there.  Chie and Mai
went off to the women's bath again, but I decided to wait in the video game
arcade till the older couple came out.

   I hadn't been waiting long when the daughter and her friend walked by
seemingly headed toward the outdoor bath.  At first, I thought the four of
them were going to bathe together, but soon the parents walked by, having
left the bath to the two girls.  This was a chance rather too good to pass
up.  Once the parents were gone, I scurried down the hall anxious to get a
better look at the two girls.  They looked kind of startled when I
appeared, and sunk deep into the bath much as Kimiko and Rika had done the
night before.  In an effort to break the ice, I took a double take, and
asked,

   "Dansei no furo wa doko desu ka?  (Where is the men's bath?)" trying to
make out that I'd blundered here by mistake.  They paused for a moment, and
then broke out laughing.

   "Oniisan wa doko no hito na no?  (Where are you from?)"

   Apparently, my pidgin Japanese was still rough enough to inspire
laughter.

   "Aa, Amerika, Kariforunia (The U.S., California)."

   "Ee, sou na no?  Nihonjin no kao wo shite iru kara nihonjin da to
omotta. (Really?  You have a Japanese face, so we thought you were
Japanese)."

   "Aa, ryoushin wa nihonjin dakara.  (My parents are Japanese)," I
shrugged happy to have got them smiling.  Their faces lit up.  It turned
out they had a friend who was studying in the States, and had all sorts of
questions about what it was like.  I took off my yukata, and slid into the
bath facing them.  We chatted, and I even managed to work in a joke or two.
The way they laughed was absolutely charming - Miori and Eri, their names
were, two high school classmates from Tokyo.

   After we'd been talking for a while, their faces were starting to flush
red from the heat.  Miori carefully draped her towel down her front, got
up, and sat on the edge of the bath dangling her feet in the water.  You
could see from the way the towel clung to her body that she had fairly big
breasts for a girl her age.  Eri soon did the same.  Eri was more slender
but still quite attractive.  They both seemed more poised and sophisticated
than Sayuri, Yayoi and the other high school girls of this past week.

   Before long though, Eri said they had to get back, but I asked if I
could have their email addresses.  Maybe I could drop by Tokyo on one of my
days off.  Eri reached back for her purse, but it was just out of reach. 
She stood up, turned, and bent over giving me an excellent view of her cute
little bare bottom.  When she sat back down, her towel fell forward
revealing two lemon-sized tits with bright red nipples particularly
noticeable against the whiteness of her skin.  She didn't even bother to
cover them up as she scribbled out her address on a pad of paper.  I quite
liked how they jiggled back and forth as she wrote, and my friend
downstairs was seconding his approval.

   Once Miori had written her address as well, they passed the pad to me. I
quickly scribbled off my own address, but I could hear someone coming.  I
ripped off the sheet with their addresses, and quickly handed the pad back
to Eri.  She stuffed it in her purse, just as Chie came bounding down the
gangplank.  I bowed to her solemnly, and she smiled, but soon she realized
that Miori and Eri were just behind me.  Eri covered up her breasts, but
the two of them stayed there, as they waited to see who this new interloper
was who seemed to be on such friendly terms with their new American friend,
yours truly.

   "Shitsurei shimasu.  (Oh, pardon me)," Chie bowed, not knowing quite
what to make of the situation.

   "Mai-san wa?  (Where's Mai?)" I asked blandly, trying to ignore Miori
and Eri in the vague hope they would fulfill their promise to leave.

   "Mou tsukarete nechatta.  Ano hito hayai n dakara.  (She was so tired
she fell asleep.  She's such an early riser)," Chie volunteered cheerfully,
until she realized that Miori and Eri were still staring straight at her.
"Kono futari?  (Who are these two?)," she asked.  I looked back at them,
but they seemed no less interested in who Chie might be.

   To be continued

   Ken Maeda You can find my stories on Don Gordon's web page:
/~DonGordon/ Or his ftp site:
/files/Authors/DonGordon