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 Year Away in Japan 9: Where will I sleep?  By Don Gordon

   The story so far: I'm a 23-year old American who's been working for the
last year in a high school in a small seaside town not far from Tokyo.  I
was all set to go home to my girlfriend, Elise, when one morning, one of my
students, a cute girl named Ai, gave me a playful peek under her skirt. 
Wonder of wonders, she had no panties on at the time, and it turns out she
was doing it to get me to stay another year.  Ai came to my apartment to
take care of me when I was sick, and we came fairly close to doing it
different times.  I was still hoping to go back to the States.  The morning
of my flight though, she showed up on my doorstep with tears in her eyes,
so sad to see me leave.  I couldn't stand to see her cry and in a fit of
passion, we finally consummated our long-simmering relationship.

   We stood there just inside the door of my now almost empty apartment,
peering out down the hall looking to see if anyone was out there.  I was
still all steamed up from finally having done it with Ai, but I didn't
quite know where to take it from here.  Ai had this mischievous sparkle in
her eyes.  I don't think I'd ever seen her look so happy, relieved that I'd
finally agreed to stay.  She cautiously took a step out the door, seemingly
unconcerned that she was naked save for her jeans and panties hanging
precariously from the middle of her thighs.  She looked back at me
excitedly, absolutely beaming at her own daring.  I moved to pull her back
in, but I could feel my member reacting.  It was ready for round two.  I
knew that Ai hadn't come yet, and definitely looked ready for more.  She
walked right out the door, and then tilting her hips seductively, turned to
look back, beckoning me to follow her.

   I knew it probably wasn't the best idea to screw outside in broad
daylight, but just the way she was smiling and the way she swiveled her
curvaceous hips was getting me all excited again.  I followed her out.  At
first, she pointed toward the outdoor ramp that ran over our back yard, but
I managed to pull her back into the short covered corridor that ran next to
my room.  We could still see one of the windows of the house behind my
apartment, but at least we weren't standing completely out in the open.  I
still felt pretty wired.  I had no idea if my neighbors were at home.  They
could easily pop out of their apartment at any second, and decide to take a
short cut down this corridor to the stairs at the back.

   I pressed my index finger to Ai's mouth to try to stop her from
giggling, but she looked so incredibly turned on, almost as if she was
about to burst.  She pulled me down to the middle of the corridor, and then
looked up to kiss me, gently fondling my grateful cock.  I kissed her,
cupping her cute little tits in my hands, gently flicking the nipples with
my thumbs as she murmured softly in obvious pleasure.  I could barely
believe all this was happening.  I'd lusted after Ai and her gorgeous body
for so long.  Now finally I could touch her, enjoy her, savor every inch of
her.

   Still, we didn't have time to dally.  Every second we were out here
increased the chances that someone would come along, and find us.  I slid
my hand between her legs, and she squealed as I stroked her, spreading her
wetness onto her clit.  Her juices spilled out all over my fingers, and
started trickling down the inside of her thigh.  Half out of my head with
lust, I motioned for her to bend forward.  I squatted down for a moment to
taste her with my tongue, but I just couldn't wait any longer.  I stood
back up, and tried to slide my cock in from the rear, but she was too
short. I yanked at her jeans, pulling them down to her ankles, and she
finally stepped out of them.  I reached for her, but she dashed away stark
naked out onto the sunny walkway over our backyard.  From there, the
neighbors on all sides would be able to see her, so I quickly ran after
her, and pulled her back in.  I was scared out of my wits, but she was
giggling away like it was the funniest thing.

   Frantic, I spread my legs, and pulled her to me, trying to get low
enough to slide my cock in to her tight little snatch.  I finally squatted
down, and pulled her over to straddle me.  She was panting, her hair
sticking to her sweaty face.  She looked anxious perhaps worried that it
might hurt as much as the first time.  She tensed, and grimaced as I pulled
her weight down onto me trying to find her hole.  I must have got it half
way in when all of a sudden, we heard a door slam downstairs.  We both
froze, terrified.  The footsteps sounded like they were coming this way.  I
pushed her off of me, making a squishy noise as my cock slid out.  The two
of us raced back inside my apartment, and slammed the door.  My heart was
pounding in my chest, and then came a knock on my door.

   "Gohden-san, kyou wa hikkoshi ja nakatta no?  (Mr.  Gordon, weren't you
supposed to move out today?)" It was my landlady.  My heart sank, and Ai
just stared at me huffing and puffing away, both of us still naked.  I
finally managed to answer through the shut door.

   "Aa, sou ieba sou desu ne.  Eeto, ima wa chotto te ga hanasanai ga,
sukoshi shitara sotchi ni ikimasu.  (Oh, now that you mention it, you're
right.  I'm kind of in the middle of something here.  I'll come see you in
a bit.)"

   There was a tense silence, but finally she answered.

   "Wakarimashita.  Demo getsuyoubi daiku ga kuru to wakatte imasu yo ne.
Ashita made dete morawanai to (OK.  You do know that a carpenter is coming
on Monday.  You'll have to be out by tomorrow.)"

   This was grim news indeed.  In the haze of my joy at finally bedding Ai,
I'd forgotten all about the real world.

   "Oh, damn!  I have to phone the airline too." I'd have to cancel my
flight or at least re-book.  I picked up the phone, and Ai gazed over at me
sadly disappointed that we hadn't managed to do it outdoors.  As I talked
on the phone, she slipped into the bathroom, and showered off.  When she
came back out, she'd put her clothes back on.  I had a shower too, while I
thought about what to do.  I ended up getting dressed too, not without some
regret, but anyway, we'd have time enough for merrymaking later, now that I
was planning to stay.

   My landlady ended up agreeing to let me stay another night, but that was
it.  She already had a new tenant coming, perhaps whomever they'd hired to
replace me at the school.  Ai stayed with me for most of the day, but
around suppertime, she headed home to her family.  I asked her to stay, but
she insisted that we not do anything to arouse the suspicion of her family.
She promised to come back the next day though, and help me move to wherever
I was going to next.  I didn't even know where I was going to work, or get
my next visa, so I could hardly choose a place.  I mulled it over all
night, and the next day Ai had an idea.

   "I know.  You stay with Asuka!"

   "Huh?"

   As I may have mentioned, Asuka was Ai's best friend, and also the cupid
who'd brought us together.  She was also a dangerous little coquette, who'd
talked the shy reserved Ai into flashing me in the first place.  All the
time I'd planned to go back to the U.S., Asuka had been lobbying for me to
stay, apparently out of sympathy for Ai.

   "Why Asuka?"

   "They have spare room.  No one use.  It's perfect."

   "Why not your place?"

   "Iya sore dame (No, no way).  My parents find out."

   I'd already stayed at Ai's parents place one night, but she seemed dead
set against having me over again.  I wasn't so keen on the Asuka idea, but
Ai phoned her up, and she agreed to come down to meet us.  While Ai was
dressed conservatively in her jeans and t-shirt, Asuka showed up in hot
pants and a halter.  I guess it was innocent enough, but it was still
fairly cool out, and I have to admit I found the show of skin more than a
little distracting.  Asuka had a hot little body, and I knew she enjoyed
showing it off.  The image of her pussy was still etched in my mind from
the time she'd flashed me on the train.  The more I thought about it, this
whole idea of staying at her place was just asking for major trouble.

   Asuka seemed a bit surprised that I was still here, but she relaxed a
bit, and smiled once we explained.  She looked even more taken aback by
Ai's request, but taking a look around at all my packed luggage, and none
of us having any better ideas, she phoned her parents.  They agreed to put
me up for a few days till I could get straightened out.  She then called
another friend of hers, a guy called Taro, who brought over a mini-van to
help us move.  I'd never seen him before, and wondered how he knew Asuka,
but he was friendly enough, and helped us get the job done.

   Asuka's house was right in the middle of town, not too far from the
school.  It was modern and fairly westernized.  Her dad apparently worked
for some big company in Tokyo.  Ai, Asuka, Taro and I went out to eat at a
local fast food place, and I treated them all to supper to thank them for
helping me out.  After that, Taro had to head back, and he offered Ai a
ride home.  Without thinking, I leaned forward to kiss her goodbye, but she
gave me the no signal, and nodded towards Taro.  I immediately clued in. 
Japanese couples rarely kiss much in public anyway, and Miura was a small
town.  Rumors could spread fast.

   Asuka unlocked the door to her house, and went in.  It was only nine or
so, but the lights were all out, and the house quiet.

   "Where are your parents?"

   "Ue ni iru n ja nai (They must be upstairs)."

   I felt more than a little awkward being there alone with Asuka.  She led
me into their living room, and flicked on their TV.

   "Dou suru?  Ofuro hairu?  (What do you want to do?  Take a bath?)" The
way she said it in her cute girlish voice immediately sparked this image of
the two of us showering together.  I shook my head to clear it, realizing
that might not be what she'd intended.

   "Iya.  Ima wa ii.  Ashita no asa haitte ii ka na?  (No, I'm OK right
now. Could I have one tomorrow morning?)"

   "Ii yo mochiron.  Sonna ki wo tsukawanakute ii tte.  (Sure, of course.
Anyway, you should relax.  Make yourself at home)." She motioned for me to
sit on the couch, and then disappeared off into the other room, presumably
to take a bath.  A few minutes later, I could hear the sound of the shower,
and once again an image of her young body showering in the nude sprung into
my depraved mind.  Jeezit, I've got to get a grip here.  I shouldn't start
lusting after Ai's best friend for heaven's sake.  I wondered if Ai got
home all right.  That Taro guy seemed nice enough, but you never can tell
with guys sometimes.  The two of them alone in the car, and Ai just having
lost her virginity...

   Finally, Asuka came back out.  She was drying her hair with a towel, and
had on a loose fitting white tank top and matching underpants.  She stood
there in the doorway gazing over at the TV, seemingly unconcerned at being
seen in her underwear.  She had the most amazing little body, slender
waist, nice size tits, curvy hips.  She looked so delightfully edible
straight out of the shower.  Her luscious little boobs bounced back and
forth, as she ruffled her long shiny black hair with the towel trying to
get it dry.

   "Oi, kotchi oide.  Kawakashite ageru.  (Here, come here.  I'll dry it
for you)," I offered, not completely innocently.  I wonder how many boys
she's slept with.  How on earth did innocent Ai become friends with this
little tart?

   Asuka came over, and sat down at my feet on the carpet in front of the
couch.  Her panties were a mere thong, a "t-back" as they say here, showing
off her soft round butt cheeks to good advantage.  I took the towel from
her, and began rubbing it all around her head.  She seemed absorbed in
whatever was on TV, but I was getting quite excited at having her so close
wearing so little.  I leaned forward, and stared down her top at her ample
cleavage.  Trying to ease my mounting lust, I pressed my thumb into her
supple young neck, and started massaging her shoulders.

   "Aaan, kimochi iiii.  (Ohhh!  That feels so good)," she moaned in the
most alluring way imaginable.  My penis stiffened pushing against the
tightness of my pants.

   "Ja, yoko ni natte.  Monde ageru kara.  (Lie down, then.  I'll give you
a massage)."

   Asuka slid forward, and turned, getting up on all fours.

   "Demo hen na koto wo shinai yo ne.  (But you're not going to try
anything, are you?)"

   I stared at her blankly, not quite knowing if she was serious or not. 
Her virtually bare bum was sticking invitingly up in the air, and her tank
top had fallen open till I could almost see her cherry pink nipples.

   "Aa, hai, wakatta.  (Oh, yeah, agreed)."

   "Wakatta tte nani yo.  Hen na koto wo kangaeta yo ne (What do you mean
'agreed?' You were thinking dirty thoughts, weren't you?)" The shoulder
strap of her tank top fell off her shoulder letting her right tit pop out.
This was the first time I'd seen her tits, and they were pretty tantalizing
if I do say so.  She realized, and hurriedly pulled the strap back up. 
"Mooou.  (You're such a bad boy)."

   "Daijoubu da yo.  Hayaku yoko ni natte.  Hen na koto wo shinai kara. 
(It's OK.  Hurry up, and lie down.  I won't pull anything)." If I'm going
to be honest here, I wasn't completely sure I would be able to resist much
more of this teasing, but anyway, I tried to sound sincere.  Hiding her
dangling tits with her arm, she eyed me suspiciously, before finally lying
down.

   "Yakusoku yo ne (You promise, OK?)"

   I got up, and gently sat down on her virtually uncovered bum.  My cock
was so stiff it was sticking straight up by now.  I undid my belt and the
top button of my pants just to give it some room to breathe.  I started
massaging, but deliberately made my hands slip a few times on her tank top.

   "Nuida hou ga ii yo.  Suberu kara.  (You'd better take off your top. 
It's kind of slippery)."

   Asuka looked back at me suspiciously, but then to my surprise and
delight, pulled her top off, and lay back down, her pert little breasts
pressed tightly against the carpet.  I just sat there stunned and excited,
staring down at the perfection of her naked back.

   "Hayaku shite yo ne.  (Oh hurry up, will you?)."

   I started in on her shoulders, but the soft supple dampness of her
beautiful young skin fresh from the shower was just getting me even
hornier.

   "Shiatsu no tsubo tte shitteiru?  (Do you know the body's key pressure
points?)" I don't actually know Shiatsu, but I vaguely recalled something
I'd seen on TV.

   "Uuuun.  (No)."

   "Kore ga atama wo yoku suru tsubo.  (This one makes you smarter)." I
said pressing just inside her shoulder blade.  She purred in contentment.
"Nde kore ga kaze no toki, kiku (And this one's good for colds)," I told
her pressing at the base of her spine.  "Sugoku kimochi ii tsubo wo
shiritai?  (Do you want to know one that feels really good?)"

   She went silent for a long time.  I slid down off her rear, and was
debating whether I could get away with pulling down her panties.  Suddenly
she asked,

   "Don-chan wa Ai-chan to yacchatta no?  (Did you screw Ai?)"

   "Ha?  (What?)" Her bluntness knocked me for a loop.  Without thinking it
through, I answered truthfully "Un, maa (Yeah, I guess)."

   "Atashi wa mada na no (I haven't yet)."

   "Nani ga mada (What haven't you done?)"

   She rolled over, covering her naked tits with her arm, and looking me
straight in the eye, said,

   "Etchi (Had sex)."

   "E?  Uso.  (What?  You're kidding.)" I eyed her carefully, but she
seemed dead serious.

   "Maa, kuchi de ikashita koto ga aru kedo...  (I've given head, but...)"

   I gulped.  I could readily imagine Asuka's head bobbing up and down on
some lucky schoolboy's sensitive young prick.  The guy would probably come
in an instant.  But how could she not have gone all the way?

   "Doushite?  (Why not?)" I said, a little embarrassed to admit how much
of a slut I thought she was.

   "Iya, datte sa...  jissai wa yacha ikenai deshou?  (It's like, you
know...  you're not supposed to, right?)"

   I had so much trouble getting my mind around this.  The sly confident
Asuka, the ultimate cocktease, who gets her jollies walking around town
pantiless, and talked innocent young Ai into flashing me, is a virgin?  It
just didn't compute.

   "Sou na no ka (Really?)"

   "Un.  Hontou yo.  (Yeah, really)." She picked up her top, and turning
her back to me, put it back on.  I didn't know quite what to say.  I began
to feel a slight pang of regret for assuming I could just sleep with her
like this.  What was I thinking?  "Ne, ne, Don-chan.  Yoko ni nattara,
massaji shite ageru kara ne.  Sore de kamben shite ne.  (Oh.  Donny.  If
you lie down, I'll give you a massage.  That'd be good enough, wouldn't
it?)"

   I just looked at her gravely for a while, then nodded, and lay down. 
I've really got to get a grip on myself.  I can't go around fucking every
girl in sight.  I slowly started to relax as Asuka's slender young fingers
rubbed their way into my stiff shoulders.

   "Atashi kekkou jouzu darou.  (I'm pretty good, aren't I?)"

   I turned, and did my best to smile.  The feeling of her supple young
legs wrapped around my bum was still giving rise to evil thoughts.

   "Chotto ii?  (I want to try something, OK?)" I asked trying to conceal
my excitement.  I got her to rise up on her knees, and then I rolled over
onto my back.  She stiffened in fear, but didn't move as I poked the tip of
my penis between her legs probing around for her clitoris.  She broke out
giggling, but then we heard the sound of footsteps upstairs.  We both froze
in shock, and then Asuka quickly got off of me, and went to the door.

   "Atashi neru kara ne.  Oyasumi.  (I'm going to bed.  G'dnight.)"

   I lay there for a moment still as turned on as ever.  Anyway, maybe this
is all for the best.  I'd better just calm down, and take things slow for a
while.  I'd gotten so worked up about finally getting to screw Ai, it was
like I'd gone out of control.  Anyway, I'd better get some sleep.  I've got
plenty of things to work on tomorrow.

   To be continued

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