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 In the Woods with My Boyfriend

   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, drop by my home page at:
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   Hi.  My name is Emi...  Emi Tsuruta.

   I'm a girl from Japan, but my family moved around a lot when my sister
and I were young.  For the last couple years, I've been studying here in
the United States at a small liberal arts college in southern California.
School is going well and everything, but actually, I have a different sort
of problem.  Pull up a chair, and I'll tell you about it.

   To tell you the truth, I'm not even sure if I should be talking about
this or not.  You see, it's about this guy I'm going out with - Ryosuke,
his name is.  He's a nice enough guy, clean cut, good-looking and
everything.  We get along alright, but the thing is he's kind of into - how
should I put this?  - getting me naked I guess.  And I'm not talking about
in the shower or bedroom, but other places.  You know like, public places.

   Now I know what you're going to say.  Isn't that dangerous?  Don't we
get caught?  That's the problem actually.  I'm worried about that too.  The
first time we did it I don't think anyone saw us, but it is dangerous. 
Like we're out there, and there are people wandering around.  Someone could
happen by, spot us, and call the police or whatever.  It is scary.

   The thing is though that I kind of like him...  Ryosuke I mean.  He has
this strange side to him, but he has other good qualities too.  He clearly
likes me, and he's nice to me most of the time.  He takes me out, tries to
think of fun things for us to do.  It's kind of nice to have someone like
that in your life, you know?

   So anyway, I've been wondering what to do.  I wasn't sure who I could
talk to, so I decided to write about it, post it here, and see you what you
all think.

   When I first came to Oceanview a year or two ago, I felt kind of lonely
because I didn't know anyone.  That's when I met Ryosuke.  He's from Japan
too.  He showed me around, introduced me to people, gave me advice on what
classes to take.  Before long, we started going out.  I am pretty shy
really, but I found him easy to talk to.  He knew what I was going through
because he'd done the same thing, come here from Japan to study.

   Anyway, after we'd been going out for a while, we started looking around
for a place where we could be alone together.  I live with an American
family, and so does he, so it was a bit awkward.  I did invite him to my
house to meet Loretta, my host mom, but she's a bit protective of me I
guess.  She knows my parents, and doesn't want anything bad to happen to
me. That's understandable, but it kind of made it hard to spend time alone
with Ryosuke with her and her kids hovering around.  I was kind of nervous
about meeting his host family too.  They're kind of rich, and we weren't
really sure how they'd react either, so mostly we stayed away.

   Anyway, sometimes after school, we'd go to this park not too far from
our university.  We'd park our bikes, and sit on a bench, and talk about
all kinds of things - our future, our families, our hopes and dreams.

   One day, we had a date.  I guess I can admit that I knew things were
getting more serious between the two of us, but we hadn't really kissed nor
done much of anything yet.  I did dress up for the occasion a little.  I
wore white sneakers, a smart white short sleeve blouse and a black denim
mini-skirt with buckles and pockets (oh and white cotton panties and a bra
too of course).  I was trying to look casual but classy.  I don't know for
sure, but I think he likes this kind of look.

   We both had the afternoon off, so we had lunch, and then biked over to
the park.  At that time, there weren't that many people around.  Ryosuke
put his arm around me, and we just kind of sat there, watching the birds
and the trees blowing in the wind.  I felt kind of happy just to be there
with him.

   Then suddenly, he leaned over, and kissed me.  I was kind of surprised.
That was the first time we'd kissed, but I did really like him and all, so
I just kind of leaned back, and let him kiss me.  His lips were so soft. 
It felt good to finally kiss him, to know for sure that he liked me the
same way I liked him.

   I was just kind of lying back, enjoying the kiss, when soon, I felt his
hand cupping my breast through my blouse and bra.  I guess he was excited
by my outfit, excited by our kiss.  We were in public, so I pushed his hand
away, and glanced around the park trying to see if anyone was watching.  It
wasn't so much that I didn't like what he was doing.  I just didn't want
anyone to see us.

   Back down the path, there were some teenage boys on their bikes.  They
didn't seem to be paying any attention to us, but they were right there.  I
pointed them out to Ryosuke.

   He nodded, stood up, and held out his hand.  I wasn't sure what he was
planning, but when I took it, he led me into the woods behind the bench.  I
don't think we'd ever gone into the trees before.  There were all these
branches and mosquitoes, but Ryosuke was quite forceful all of a sudden.  I
was just kind of swept along, caught up in the moment.

   He led me down the hillside till we came to this little ravine.  At the
bottom, there was a little creek.  Ryosuke piled up some leaves on a patch
of open ground, sat down on them, and waved for me to sit next to him.  I
just looked at the leaves.

   "I can't sit there.  My skirt will get all dirty."

   He got up on his knees, and came over to where I was standing, and
kneeled there looking up at me.  He moved his eyes down till he was looking
straight at my mini-skirt.  In Japan, when I was in high school, we had to
wear mini-skirts, but actually, when I came to the States to go to college,
I switched to wearing jeans, because that seemed to be what the American
girls do.  After I met Ryosuke though, I would dress up for our dates,
trying to look sexy I guess, so that's why I was wearing a mini-skirt that
day.

   The way he was staring at my hips made me feel funny inside, this warm
anxious antsy feeling.  I knew what he wanted to do, and part of me wanted
to be with him too, but I was still worried about those boys back up at the
top of the hill.  Before I could stop him, Ryosuke reached up, and started
undoing the belt on my skirt.

   I didn't know what to do.  I mean I like Ryosuke and everything, but
here we were out in public in this park in the middle of the day.  Back up
the hill, I could hear the boys yelling.  I began to worry that maybe
they'd seen us head down this way, and might come looking for us.

   Ryosuke pulled my belt loose, and started to undo the zipper at the side
of my skirt.  I guess we'd both been looking for a place to be alone, but I
didn't think he'd want to do something here of all places.

   Ryosuke is usually quite calm, but now he had this wild look in his
eyes. Once he'd gotten my zipper open, he pulled my skirt and panties down
with a yank.  I was completely freaking out.  I covered my pubic hair with
my hand, so embarrassed.  I could feel his hand on my bottom, his fingers
probing around down there trying to find the right spot to touch me.

   I didn't want to, but I felt these waves of excitement welling up inside
me.  I tried to focus, stay calm, but the more he touched me, the worse the
feeling got.  He pulled my skirt and panties all the way down to my ankles,
and then nodded for me to lift up my feet, so he could take them off.  I
was still quite worried about the boys, but I did as he asked, feeling more
and more embarrassed by the moment.

   He started kissing me on my hips, while squeezing my buttocks, getting
me all excited.  He worked his way ever closer to my gates of heaven,
teasing me with his tongue.  Just when I thought I was going to burst,
Ryosuke pulled away, and went to get something from his bag.  He pulled out
a condom, showing me what it was.  I'd seen one before.  I had a boyfriend
in Japan, but this was the first time I'd seen one in the States.  It was
purple, and had a picture of a Greek gladiator on the front.

   Next Ryosuke undid his zipper, and took out his...  his...  well, you
know...  his manhood.  It looked so big and out of place here in the
greenery of the park.  I kept thinking,

   "Oh my god!  What are we doing?  This is crazy." I was just so shocked I
didn't know what to do.

   Ryosuke gently pulled me over and down onto the leaves.  He made me lie
down, and then got up on top of me, lifting my blouse up to get at my
breasts.  He lifted off my bra, and started playing with my nipples,
getting me even wetter.  I could feel his you-know-what poking at my gates,
begging to be let in.  I looked up at the blue sky, wondering why we were
doing it here of all places.  I kind of slid my hips to the side, not
letting him in at first.  He finally looked down, tilting his own hips
until he found the right spot, and then suddenly, I felt him welling up
inside me.  I shuddered, so surprised I guess, not really thinking we would
go all the way out here under this canopy of green.

   It was a weird feeling you know, having his thing up inside me for the
first time.  I was gasping for breath, kind of in shock, struggling to
adjust to his size.  I don't know if he is bigger than my last boyfriend,
but it sure felt like it.  I stretched out, arching my back, trying to find
the right angle to...  oh, there it is.  Maybe I've got it.

   Ryosuke's face is usually so calm, placid actually, but now that we were
doing it, having sex out here in the woods, he looked so serious, so
determined, almost as if he had something to prove.  I gently touched the
side of his face, telling him it was OK, telling him to take his time.  He
was lost in a haze of lust though, humping away like crazy.  It was hard
not to be excited.  It was the first time for us, our heated entry into a
new world of passion and lust and pleasurable sensations.

   I kept trying to rotate my hips, not to get away so much as to try to
get him to slow down.  It was hard though with my feet slipping on the
leaves.  I was too excited to focus in any case.  Before I knew it, he
came. I could feel his seed welling up in the condom deep inside of me.  At
last I could breathe.  I just lay there staring up at the leaves above us.
We'd done it.  We'd had sex.

   It took me quite some time to come back down, to realize where we were.
Slowly, I began to feel the leaves stuck to my backside, the goo between my
legs, the breeze nipping at my exposed skin.  I sat up to see if those boys
had found us.  I couldn't see them, but I could still hear their voices,
frightfully nearby.  I pulled the tails of my blouse down trying to hide my
wet pussy.  Part of me wanted to linger, to treasure this moment, our first
time together, but the truth was we had more important things to worry
about.  We had to get out of here, before someone did spot us.

   Ryosuke finally sat up.  He got out a wet nap, and took off his condom.

   "Uh, sorry.  I...  uh...  Are you OK?" he asked with genuine concern.

   What a question!

   "Um yeah.  I'm OK...  I mean, that was good.  I...  uh..." I wasn't
really used to this, so I didn't know what to say.  He understood though,
and smiled.  We heard the boys again, so I franticly looked around.  "Where
are my clothes?"

   "Oh.  Uh, over there." He nodded toward the bank of the stream.  I
peered up the hill to make sure the boys weren't watching, and then stood
up, and walked over to where they were.  It felt so weird walking around
the park in only my prim proper blouse.  Ryosuke peered over at my bare
bottom, getting excited again.  I covered the crack of my behind with my
hand, and said,

   "Don't look."

   Ryosuke scooched over, and kissed me on one cheek of my bottom.

   "Emi, you have an incredible body."

   I was happy he likes how I look.  I peered down at him, wondering if he
wanted to do it again, but we couldn't really with those boys up there.

   "We'd better go."

   I found my skirt, and further down, my panties.  They had fallen in the
mud on the bank of the creek.  I got down on all fours, and pulled them
out. Ryosuke opened his eyes wide, and made a funny face, as he ogled my
patootie.

   Quickly, I slipped on my skirt, doing up the zipper and button.  I was
about to pull on my panties too, but they were all muddy.  I wrang them
out, but they were still all wet.

   "Here.  We'd better get those cleaned," Ryosuke suggested.

   I inched down towards the creek, intending to rinse out my panties, but
Ryosuke shook his head.

   "What?  You can't wear them wet like that.  C'mon.  I know where we can
go."

   I really didn't want to walk around without them.  The black mini-skirt
I was wearing is one of the shortest I own.  I could feel the breeze on my
thighs and between my legs, giving me goose bumps.  I tried to pull my
skirt down, but you could see my thighs all the way up.  I had deliberately
chosen this skirt to look sexy, but with no panties to go with them, I felt
so naked, so vulnerable.

   "What am I supposed to do?  I can't walk around like this."

   "Sure you can.  You look fine."

   My hello kitty was tingling like crazy.  Ryosuke seemed to have calmed
back down, but I was still high from the sex.  He motioned for me to come
take his hand.  I hesitated, nervous, but probably he was right.  I
couldn't wear these panties wet like this.  Reluctantly, I packed them away
in my purse, went over, and took his hand.

   When we emerged from the woods, the boys were right there, chasing each
other around on the grass.  They looked over, zeroing in my thighs the
moment I stepped out.  I tightened my grip on Ryosuke's hand, but he just
told me to ignore them.  It was hard though the way they were staring at
me. Maybe they hadn't seen us having sex, but they definitely could tell
there was something strange about this insanely short skirt.  I pulled it
down, and turned away, but they seemed equally fascinated with my caboose.
My heart was pounding louder than ever.

   Ryosuke calmly led me over to our bicycles.

   "Oh, you've got to be kidding," I gasped.  "I can't ride like this."

   "We've got to get out of here," he noted, pointing to the boys.  They'd
stopped their games, and were all standing there watching me now.  My hair
was all tousled, so surely they must have guessed we'd just had sex.  I was
so nervous that I'd tensed up, pulling my skirt up even higher.  I'm pretty
sure they could see my butt cheeks peeking out from underneath.  That's
probably why they are staring so much.

   "Come on.  Let's go.  There must be a laundromat near here."

   Reluctantly, I leaned over to pick up my bike.  When I did so, I
suddenly I realized I was inadvertently flashing my rear end at those boys.
They were all excited now, pointing me out, and laughing.  Ryosuke eyed me
suspiciously, wondering if I'd flashed them on purpose.  That wasn't it at
all.  I was just so nervous I wasn't thinking straight.

   It got even worse when I straddled the seat, rubbing my bare placey up
against the leather of the seat, making me feel all funny inside.  I pushed
off finally cycling away from those boys at least.

   I cycled along, trying to act normal, but people kept turning to look at
me.  I kept trying to push my skirt down to cover my pussy, but I needed
both hands to steer, and keep my balance.  It was impossible to do both.  I
had to let the skirt go, and pray they didn't realize I was pantiless.  I'm
sure some people must have realized.  It was maddening though not being
able to do anything.

   "Ryosuke!  Wait up!"

   We were getting near there entrance to the park.  Riding through the
park was bad enough, but going out onto the busy street would be even
worse. Ryosuke biked across the street, but stopped to talk to someone.  He
waved for me to come over.  Trying to cover up, I got off my bike, pushed
down my skirt, and walked over to where they were.

   "Emi, this is Seiji.  He's in Poli Sci, senior year."

   "A pleasure to meet you," Seiji said, his eyes sparkling.  He was trying
to be nice, but I was too embarrassed to reciprocate.  My face must have
been so red by then.  All I could think of was the tingling between my
legs.

   The two of them chatted for a while, until Ryosuke finally asked if he
knew of any laundromats nearby.  Seiji looked at me closer now, no doubt
wondering why we were asking.  I don't think he saw, but who knows?  He did
keep peering down at my thighs.

   Anyway, soon they said goodbye, and Ryosuke nodded for me to get back on
my bike.  I don't think he realized how embarrassing this all was.  Or
maybe he did, but was having too much fun.  I gave him a peeved look, but
did as he requested.

   We rode around for quite some time.  Every time I passed some guy, he'd
do a double-take, peering down at my backside.  I'm pretty sure they could
see my butt cheeks, but what could I do?  This one guy in mirror sunglasses
gave me a thumbs up.  It was so embarrassing.

   Eventually, we found a laundromat.  I was hoping no one would be there,
but there was this American guy at the back waiting for his own wash.  At
first, he wasn't paying attention, but when I got out my panties, he
immediately noticed.  I pushed my skirt down, but I'm sure he must have
guessed I was commando.  He kept staring at my rear, fascinated.

   I rinsed off my panties in the sink, and then put them in the dryer.  We
had to wait there for them to dry.  I sat down, but the guy kept stealing
glances at my thighs trying to peek up my skirt.  Ryosuke glared at the
guy, getting him to back off, but he continued to hover nearby, watching
me.

   Once my panties were dry, we found a washroom, and I pulled them on.  I
felt so relieved.

   Anyway, that's basically what happened.  What I want to know is, is this
normal?  What do you think?  What should I do?

   Emi Tsuruta
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