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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
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   Last autumn, 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 them.

   For the occasion, I decided to try out a new outfit: dark sunglasses,
black leather boots, a wide-brimmed straw hat, a beige safari blouse with
buckles and straps and matching khaki 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 had some coals going.

   Ryosuke wanted me to come for a walk.  I got talking with Satomi and
Asuna until Ryosuke came, and dragged me away.  I don't know what was so
urgent, but anyway, he definitely had something on his mind.  He led me
across the road to the stairs that lead down the cliffs to the nude beach.
So that's what this was all about!  Ryosuke had been hinting that we should
go, but up until then, I hadn't been with him, only with my girl friends
like Satomi or Erika.  I was still worried that he might get all worked up,
but he seemed to be in a fairly relaxed mood, so I followed him down the
steps.

   That day on the beach, there weren't that many people around.  As soon
as Ryosuke saw that there weren't any naked women there - only naked men! -
he sat down at the back far from the water.

   "Aren't you going to swim?" I asked.

   "You go ahead.  I'll stay here, and guard our stuff."

   I was kind of disappointed that Ryosuke wasn't going to join me.  I'd
actually been to this particular nude beach a few times, so I wasn't as
nervous as I was the first time.  As far as I knew, I don't think Ryosuke
had been here before, although we had talked about it a few times.  He's
not a nudist.  He just likes seeing me get naked.

   I glanced around the beach.  The guys further down appeared to be
bikers. They seem to be the only ones who come here in the off-season.  I
could understand why Ryosuke was worried about our stuff, but actually, I'd
talked with some of these nudist biker guys before, and I don't think
they're that dangerous.  They reminded me of hippies.

   Anyway, I stood on the edge of the woods, hiding behind the trees, so
they wouldn't see as I stripped down.  The first time I'd been here with
Satomi, the bikers had come down to say hi, but with Ryosuke here, I felt
safer.  They did kind of look over this way when they noticed I was naked,
but this time, they kept a polite distance.

   I finally wandered down to the water's edge.  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.  I came back, and sat
next to Ryosuke, shivering a bit from the cold.  I didn't have a towel. 
For modesty's sake, I pulled on my safari blouse over my wet skin while I
thought about how to dry off.

   "Kazuo's building a fire up at the camp site," Ryosuke offered.  He had
a playful smile on his face, as he nodded down towards my pussy.  He didn't
say so directly, but I think he was hinting that I should make the trek up
there in just my blouse.  I stood back up, brushing the sand off of my bare
behind, checking the blouse for length.  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 peered at my bottom, and calmly
informed me,

   "You look fine."

   I kind of knew that this was a bad idea.  The most serious problem was I
could feel the air on my pussy, and it was getting me all excited.

   We argued it back and forth for a while.  The fact that the bikers
seemed so calm today meant maybe I didn't look so indecent.  My jacket
itself looks fairly substantial with its pockets and thick leather belt. 
Ryosuke kept insisting it would be fine, so eventually, I got out my
flip-flops, and agreed to pack away my bra, boots, shorts and panties in my
bag.  I could really feel my hello kitty buzzing away, but I did my best to
ignore the feeling, as I followed him up the hill.  When we got to the edge
of the woods at the top, I paused peering this way and that, worried about
how I looked.  Ryosuke waved for me to come on, so I finally did.

   As we came across the field, Satomi and them looked over.  They didn't
really react at first, so that was a good sign.  I gave my bag to Ryosuke,
and wandered right up to the campfire, trying to warm up.  On the other
side, there was a new guy, Paul, sitting on a log.  I think he's from
England, but apparently he lived in Japan for a while.  He is tall, has
longish black hair, and is usually pretty quiet.

   He gazed over at me, but soon his eyes drifted down to my crotch.  I
began to wonder if he could maybe see my pussy.  I nervously tugged on the
hem, trying to make sure I was covered.  Kazuo and some other boys were
sitting next to him, but Paul was the only one staring at me at first.  I
tilted my body to the right slightly, but that just made him shift his gaze
to the curve of my behind.  He seemed completely fascinated, lost in the
mysteries of my most secret places.  I originally thought that the hem of
my jacket would be long enough to cover up, but it was pretty clear Paul
could see something.  The more he stared, the more nervous I became.

   I turned, and looked to Ryosuke, wondering if I should get my bag from
him, but he was deep in conversation with some of the Japanese
upperclassmen.  Ryosuke of course knew I was naked, but he had gotten
embroiled in whatever it was they were talking about, and hadn't noticed
Paul staring.

   I wasn't sure what to do.  Once I was dry, I could head into the
Institute Mexicana, and get dressed.  I kind of wanted someone to take my
picture dressed like this.  It had taken a lot of nerve to come out here
dressed like this, and I might not get another chance.  Paul was still
staring, but he wasn't really doing anything beyond that.  I felt flattered
actually.  Paul is kind of handsome.  There were lots of girls there that
day that he could be chatting up, but instead he was focused on me.

   Satomi finally came over.

   "How come your hair is all wet?" she asked, pointing to my head.

   "Um, Ryosuke and I walked down to the beach, and I went in for a quick
dip."

   "Oh, my!  Wasn't it cold?" she sympathized wrapping her arm around me to
warm me up.  I'm sure she didn't mean to, but her hold was pulling on my
blouse dragging it up even more.  Paul's eyes narrowed as he zeroed in on
my pussy.  His eyes widened, surprised I guess to see me showing so much,
even though it wasn't my idea.

   "Here, let me get you a towel for your hair," Satomi said, scooting off
for her bag.  Teetering as she let go, I spread my legs to steady myself,
giving shocked Paul even more of an eyeful.  I hadn't meant to flash him,
but I was all nervous and jumpy from the excitement.

   Satomi came back, and handed me the towel.  I wondered what to do.  If I
reach up to dry the hair on my head, that'll pull the hem up even more.  I
glanced back at Ryosuke, but he was still lost in talk with the
upperclassmen.  Satomi seemed cheerful for once, completely oblivious to my
plight.

   Trying to figure out how to dry my hair, I turned to the side, watching
Paul out of the corner of my eye.  He seemed just as happy to see my ass as
my pussy, so he wasn't complaining.  A lot of the guys were starting to
look more closely at me now.  Even Satomi started wondering why everyone
was staring.  I felt so embarrassed, but I didn't know what to do.  I had
to dry off before I get dressed, but actually, my pussy was getting wetter
rather than dryer.

   "What's going on?" Satomi asked.  I kind of wanted to tell her, but I
knew she'd freak.  Trying to get away from Paul and them, I wandered back
to where Ryosuke was, vaguely using the towel to shield my pussy.

   "Yeah, but I think the basic problem is that no one is trying to apply
Keynes anymore." Ryosuke was right in the thick of some big debate.  When I
came up, he turned, and asked "What is it, honey?  We're kind of in the
middle of something here."

   The upperclassmen turned to look at me.  I don't think I'd ever been
properly introduced.  The last thing I wanted to do was draw attention to
myself though.  Paul and the other guys back at the campfire were ogling my
rear end with this hungry look on their faces.

   "Oh sorry.  I didn't mean to intrude," I blushed.  Ryosuke pointed to
the tallest of them.

   "This is Takahara, a senior in economics."

   Takahara stuck out his hand, waiting for me to shake it.  I leaned
forward, and shook it, but one of the other boys was looking at me closer
now, intrigued by my rear as well.  Ryosuke introduced me round the circle,
trying to pretend like he hadn't noticed.  The guy who'd snuck a peek at my
behind was Kosugi, a senior in history.  I smiled at him, but did not shake
his hand.  I was too excited to think straight in any case.

   There was this awkward silence after that.  I so wanted to pry Ryosuke
away from them, but maybe they wanted to continue their discussion.  I gave
Ryosuke my best puppy dog look, but he kept looking at his new friends,
avoiding eye contact with me.  Was he trying to prolong my embarrassment?
Could he really be more interested in them?  A bit disappointed, I finally
turned tail, and headed back to the fire.

   Paul perked up immediately, clearly glad I was back.  He looked kind of
agitated though.  I think I was making him nervous.

   I still wasn't sure what to do.  It didn't look like Ryosuke would take
my picture.  I could ask Satomi, but she might freak.  What about Paul?  He
definitely seemed interested!  But that might be a bit much.

   Unfortunately, before I could do anything, someone pointed out Alistair
Higgins coming this way.  Higgins was a professor in engineering or
mathematics.  He was married to a Japanese woman, and had two kids, but
came to the JSU now and then.  I didn't want him to see me like this
though. Maybe he'd be cool with it, but it was hard to know for sure.

   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
folding the towel, and laying it over my pussy.  I looked to Ryosuke for
help.  He had noticed Higgy too, and seemed worried.  He offered to toss me
my bag, but I motioned for him to just stay calm, and act normal.  Right
behind me though, there was a Japanese American guy, Mark.

   "Something wrong?" he asked.  I wasn't sure if he was one of the ones
who'd seen me earlier, or not.

   "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."

   Mark seemed oblivious at first, but soon he started glancing down at my
backside.  Oh oh.  I hope my bare bottom isn't showing.  I didn't want to
fuss too much though because that might tip off Higgy.  I tried to stay
calm, not freak out.  You can do this, Emi.

   Satomi brought me over a hot dog.  All this tension had made me hungry.
I dug in, keeping one eye on Higgy.  I'd heard rumours about Higgy.  Word
is he's a bit of a ladies man Luckily, Higgy didn't notice me.  He made the
rounds, but eventually, made some excuse, and headed back across the field.

   Ryosuke seemed more concerned about my dilemma now, but Kosugi and them
were still trying to talk to him.  I still wanted a picture.  I couldn't
really ask Paul given that he'd probably seen my pussy.  Mark?  At least
he's trying to be helpful.  Or maybe I should just ask Asuna, Ryosuke's
cousin.  She always seems to be cool with whatever.

   I was about to stand up except 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 here for a while
wavering.  I couldn't just stay out here all day dressed like this, I
finally took a dep breath, and got up.

   I was in such a rush though that I forgot my towel on the log.  I made
it to my bag, and squatted down to get my stuff.  However, this pulled the
hem way up, exposing my bare buns.  I quickly closed my legs before
Ryosuke's friends caught a glimpse of my pussy, but I could feel the air
nibbling away at my hello kitty.

   Mark was staring at my behind now.  I couldn't see Paul or the others,
but they were probably watching too.  I turned to look over my shoulder,
inadvertently pulling the hem of my blouse up even further.  Ryosuke has
told me that I have 'the sexiest little ass,' and here I was shamelessly
showing it off to all these guys.  Paul had actually stood up to get a
better look at me, and Kazuo was averting his eyes 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 clothes.
When I stood up, the hem got caught on the curve of my behind leaving my
whole butt 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 I don't think
she had twigged yet why.  I quickly handed her the camera.

   "Could you help me out?  I just want one quick picture before I go get
dressed."

   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, and watched as I set my clothes down on the log.
On top were my white cotton panties, embroidered around the edges with a
white lace design.  I looked at Mark, but he looked puzzled.  Looking
straight at him, I patted the pile of clothes with my hand, and teased,

   "Don't run off with these, you hear?"

   His face went white, but he nodded.

   Asuna asked where I wanted the picture to be taken.  I didn't want to go
too far, so I walked around the edge of the fire to the other side where
Paul was.  I motioned for him to get in the picture.  Kazuo, Tetsu and a
whole bunch of other guys crowded in around me.  I pushed down the hem, 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.  I quickly pushed the hem back
down, and ran over to Asuna to see how the picture had turned out.  As I
feared, she'd got my pussy on camera.  You could see my sleek black pubic
hair and my delicate little slit peeking out.  Paul wasn't even looking at
the camera.  He was peering down, apparently checking out my behind.

   All these guys begged me to send them a copy, but I just ignored them,
looking around for my clothes.  Ryosuke had come back, and was arguing with
Mark about something.  I told Asuna to hold onto my camera, and then went
to see what Ryosuke was so upset about.  It looked like Ryosuke was trying
to get my clothes for me, but Mark wouldn't let him.

   "Emi told me to make sure no one runs off with these!" Mark insisted. 
I'm pretty sure Ryosuke was just trying to help me at that point, but Mark
seemed to think he had somehow forced me to dress like this.  It was true
that Ryosuke had pushed me to come up here without pulling on any bottoms,
but I had agreed.  It was partly my fault, but sometimes people have
trouble seeing it this way.

   "Hey.  Hey.  Calm down.  It's OK.  There is no need to fight," I told
them.  Both Ryosuke and Mark are usually pretty level-headed, so I was so
surprised that they were so worked up about this.  I guess I should have
been more careful about what I said to Mark.  I didn't mean to appoint him
some special status as a guardian of my delicates, but just kind of said it
as a joke.

   They hadn't started fighting yet, but as they circled each other, they
had drifted away from our original spot.  Kosugi and Takahara looked like
they were ready to support Ryosuke, and Tetsu, Mark, but the whole thing
was one big misunderstanding.  People gathered around, trying to listen in,
and see what the fuss was.  I inserted myself between them to keep them
from fighting, but when I raised my arms, that pulled the hem of my blouse
up, leaving my backside exposed at the very least.  Ryosuke was trying to
make out like he was really angry, but I think it's possible he was
enjoying making me the centre of attention.  Paul and a lot of the guys in
the crowd did seem more interested in my ass than the non-fight between
Ryosuke and Mark.  Eventually, JSU president Kazuo came out of the crowd,
and took Mark, getting him to back away.

   I was of course aware that my indecent outfit was one of the things
causing the rising tensions.  I didn't want them to fight, but it was kind
of flattering that this big fuss was all over me.  I peered back at Mark.
He was breathing heavily, and kept glancing down at my bare ass.  Darn. 
I'd been so focused on breaking up the fight that I'd neglected to keep
covered.  Paul was smirking now, but some of the other guys had got their
smartphones out, and were snapping pics of my exposed buns.  Even drivers
out on the main road were slowing down trying to see what was going on.  I
have to get out of here, before I cause a riot.

   I glanced around looking for my clothes.  I knew they were on the log
where I'd been sitting earlier, but now there were a whole bunch of people
in the way.  I hung back, a bit afraid of charging into the horny crowd. 
Fortunately, Satomi saw, and went over to get my clothes for me.

   The crowd seemed reluctant to let her through, but finally, we managed
to reach other.  Some guys took advantage of the confusion to reach out,
and squeeze my behind.  I got angry, and was about to yell at them, but
Satomi told me to just ignore them, and focus on getting away.

   Paul had made his way over to us, and complimented me.

   "Wow!  You are so brave!"

   I was about to thank him, but some guy got a hold of my tails, and was
lifting them up exposing my bare bottom even more.  I felt angry and
violated, but it was hard not to get excited.  Satomi finally grabbed my
hand, and pulled me through the crowd.  A lot of guys complained as we
dashed away, but luckily, they didn't follow.

   We found a restroom, and I washed up, and finally pulled my shorts back
on.  Satomi scolded me for coming up here dressed like this in the first
place.  She was probably right.  It was a kind of crazy thing to do.

   When we came out of the Institute Mexicana, Ryosuke was waiting.

   "Sorry about that," he apologized.  "I didn't realize you told Mark to
guard your stuff."

   "No, no.  That's OK.  That was my fault maybe."

   We took Satomi to her dorm, and then headed for the bus stop.

   "You...  uh...  you seemed to be enjoying yourself back there," he
noted, trying not to smile.

   "Phfft!  This was all your fault you know," I countered.  He gave me a
kiss.  I briefly wondered if we could fool around, but we both had to get
home.  When my bus came, we bid each other good night.

   It had been a weird day, but it was definitely something.  I don't think
I've ever been bottomless in front of so many people.

   Emi Tsuruta
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