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Janice's Advice
by Sorceren (sorceren7@gmail.com)
edited by RaptorElite
***
Kelsey, a high school senior travels to Japan as part
of her school's exchange program. As she makes friends
with her Host family's son, Sen, and a few other new
classmates, along the way as she embarks upon a
semester of sexual discovery. Hopefully she will
master a few skills that will serve her well later in
life. (mf-teens, youths, 1st, mast, oral, rom, asian)
***
Sitting in the airport chair, I felt down. True, I was
happy about going home and seeing my family, but I
would never again get to see my new friends. The
exchange program was gathered in the airport terminal
waiting around for their flights.
"Only a long flight, a night layover in LA, and then
we've got to say goodbye too," Matt said from the seat
next to me. He was casually doodling on his iPad.
Matt had had an even tougher goodbye than I did, he
was leaving behind... well I guess I would call her a
girlfriend, but it feels like there should be a
stronger word. Ever the stoic, Matt tried not to let
his personal angst show. I was surprised by how close
we had grown during the trip, and we were comforting
each other. I missed Sen, Kiyomi, Mariko, and soon I
would be missing Matt. People say that they will keep
in touch, e-mail, Facebook, etc... But it just would
not be the same, especially for the types of things
that we had done together.
Thinking about keeping in contact with them, I asked,
"Hey Matt, are you connected to the airport WiFi?"
"Um, one second, okay now I am, why?"
"Do you think I could barrow your iPad to check my e-
mail?"
"Sure," he said and handed me the tablet.
I logged onto my e-mail account and frowned. There was
nothing from any of my Japanese friends, of course
they were still in class. I had been silly. There was
only one new message, from Dr. Jan. "Weird," I
thought, "I just e-mailed her last weekend." There was
a huge attachment. The subject was vague, and I opened
it up feeling very curious. The content was short and
read:
- - -
Thanks for your letter! I was happy to hear that you
took my advice to heart. After reading your story I
was really impressed. I wrote it up for a magazine I
sometimes publish in, but I wanted to send you a copy
of it and ask your permission before submitting it to
my editor. Don't worry, I've changed all names,
locations etc... Still take a look at it when you get
home and let me know what you think!
Sincerely,
Janice
- - -
"She wrote a story about what we did?" I thought
feeling slightly panicked, "and she wants to publish
it?" Hurriedly I downloaded the document, cursing
under my breath at the slowness. Matt must have
noticed my agitation, because he leaned over and read
over my shoulder. His reaction was the opposite of
mine, he laughed and told me to save the file onto his
iPad, because we were going to board the plane soon,
and we would need to turn off all electronics for a
while. I finished the download and reluctantly powered
down the iPad. "You're lucky our seats are together,
because I don't know if I can wait until Las Angeles
to read what she wrote..."
After the usual preflight chaos, we lifted off without
a hitch. As soon as the flight attendants announced
they we could use devices in flight-safe mode, Matt
and I put our heads together and began to read
Janice's story, thoroughly loosing ourselves in the
events from several months ago:
Kelsey boarded the plane right behind a rather large
Asian family excitedly chatting to each other in
Japanese. She found her seat, which was by a window
over the wing, then stowed her carry-on overhead. A
short time later, an elderly couple sat in the seats
next to her. "Hello Deary, I'm Janice and this is my
hubby Joe. We're spending our fortieth anniversary
traveling around Japan! So, making the long flight all
on your own? Have you ever been to Okinawa?"
"I've flown really far on my own before, and I am 17,"
she said with a touch of indignation, "but this flight
is going to be even longer than the one last year to
Spain... well it wasn't really to Spain at first, was
it? Oh that fiasco... Mrs. Kayto got us sent to Puerto
Rico first, but I guess I can't blame her, organizing
more than 40 high schoolers on one flight, something
was bound to go wrong..." she replied.
"Oh dear what happened?" Janice asked.
Over the course of the takeoff and climb to cruising
altitude, Janice listened to Kelsey retell the lengthy
story. Joe, on the other hand, had removed his thick
bifocals, laid his head and seat back, and seemed to
be fast asleep.
As her story wrapped up, Kelsey was amazed with
herself. Normally, she was not this forthcoming of a
person. Indeed, normally she hid behind stout façade
of stoicism and sarcasm. Maybe this trip really was a
chance to remake herself... In the spirit of openness,
she decided to share even more of her deepest secrets
with this complete stranger. "If truth be told though,
the trip had been a fiasco on more than one front. In
the beginning, I was very excited about the prospects
of not only traveling abroad, exploring Spain, or
earning easy college credit, but also because it was
to be an opportunity to undo the ghastly romantic
blunder I had made during my sophomore year. I know
you're thinking that I'm only a dramatic child and
that I can't know what love really is-"
"Nonsense my girl," Janice interrupted, putting a
supportive, grandmotherly, hand on my arm, "Joey and I
first met in high school you know,"
Kelsey glanced over at her sleeping husband imagining
the years that these two must have spent together.
"But we didn't actually get together for some time.
Don't get me wrong, there was an almost immediate
spark, well I'll never tell him this, but I'm to
blame," she glanced over at her sleeping husband too,
"I mean at least in part, but any-who, don't belittle
yourself Girlie."
"Oh ha-ha," Kelsey blushed, "well, in my pathetic
nervousness, I spurned the advances of the boy I had
secretly admired-well loved-since the moment I had
laid my eyes on him...
"Lan asked me out one winter morning before class.
Lemme explain, every day back then he rode the bus to
school from his grandmother's with-well there is no
other way of describing her-a very hot freshman. She
had an hour alone with him every morning, and though
Lan naively described the encounters as platonic, he
was fairly innocent in the ways of women. The freshman
had been the first person to notice him after he
blossomed out of his ugly phase, lucky her. Every
morning he'd get off the bus, having arrived early to
school and meet me in Science Hall.
"You see, ever since we'd started covertly flirting,
I'd gotten to school early too. That morning he seemed
more distant, I couldn't figure out why. He rambled on
about things, though I doubt he was aware of what he
was saying. I was aware though, as he mentioned
something about the girl falling asleep on his
shoulder. It sent spikes of a weird emotion through
me, not quite horror, perhaps it was jealousy... I was
trying to work out all of this when I noticed that
we'd stopped walking, and he was asking me a
question."
'Kelsey, so I've been trying to work up the courage
all morning, instead I've just been rambling on about
nothing... So here goes, I really wanted to ask you if
you wanted to go out with me?' he asked.
"I... I don't know what came over me, I think I liked
him too much, I was afraid of getting close, so I hid
behind my façade, and told him no. I told him that I
couldn't date him because we were too much alike and
that it would be like dating myself. I know it was a
lame excuse, and It must have come out pretty harshly,
because I could tell that he was hurt. I remember the
way his face fell, and I didn't see much of that
handsome smile afterwards. To make matters worse,
shortly after my rejection, school ended for Christmas
break. When we came back he seemed to be over me,
which stung, but I pushed it down.
"By the end of the school year we had become fairly
close friends. Part of our initial attraction stemmed
from us having a lot in common, it turned out that we
had both even signed up for the school trip to Spain
organized by our Spanish teacher for the end of our
junior year. In the time leading up to the trip my
mind fantasized about the time. We'd have two weeks
'alone' together, during my birthday, in a foreign
country, and I imagined that it would be my second
chance. The first part of the fiasco struck then.
"Lan started dating his 'best' female friend, Caitlin.
I absolutely detested that girl, she was truly a
dreadful person, even I could see in those last few
months before the trip that he was having his
misgivings. His other friends and I didn't understand
it. She wasn't in his league in appearance,
personality, or mentally... What a horrible birthday
present! Little did I know... Even though he did not
want to be with her, he treated her amazingly well,
and I knew then that I never should have let him go."
Kelsey voice broke and her eyes glistened, Janice
tactfully looked away giving the girl a moment to
collect herself. After another few moments, Kelsey
cleared her throat and continued the narrative without
comment.
"When we got to Spain, they spent nearly all their
time together, which annoyed me to no end! And I was
never sure if I imagined it because of my
predisposition to hate Caitlin, but she seemed to
treat him horribly. He did do something sweet for me;
he took me out for my 17th birthday to a bar while we
were on Spain's Costa del Sol. I was a bit afraid of
drinking-the thought of losing control-so I didn't
actually have much, but it was amazing being with him.
"I turned in early that night feeling immensely happy.
I wanted to call my family back home in California,
knowing that they'd want to wish me a happy birthday
too. All of the international calling drained my phone
cards, and when I was finished I decided to head up to
my hotel room via the long way to savor the amazing
birthday as long as I could. I found the hotel's back
stairwell and began to climb my way up to the 9th
floor. After a few floors I faintly heard a familiar
sounding female voice.
"It shrieked, saying 'Ha! Knew you couldn't get it off
in time, and now you don't get to!' It was Caitlin,
how dreadful would it have been if I'd blundered into
her right now! The closest landing to get out of the
stairwell was a half flight above, and I could tell
that Caitlin was still a few stories above when I
heard a frustrated male voice respond to her
"'well I don't wear a bra, and I've never had any
practice with them, you were supposed to teach me...
Besides, it's really hard to concentrate with you
grinding on top of me!' Lan retorted. My heart crashed
through the floor. I ran up those last few steps and
somehow made it back to my room just as the tears hit
me. My last bitter thought as I cried myself to sleep
was that at least I now knew why he was staying with
her..." as she finished her tale she felt her eyes
starting to water up, even after all that time it
still got to her.
"That is sad my girl, but you know you shouldn't bury
this inside and wait around. When that boy gets in
control of his hormones and realizes what a mistake
he's been living, why he'll remember who's been there
for him. But you can't be the same girl that hurt him
once, or he'll never trust his heart with you again.
You should really try to date elsewhere, get some
experience; you might find your true soul mate out
there after all." Janice comforted her in that way
that only mothers knew.
"You're right, and thanks for listening, I've never
told anyone that story before" Kelsey sniffled, while
privately doubting that she would ever be able to love
anyone else. But the remainder of flight she spent
silently contemplating what her neighbor had said.
When the plane landed in Okinawa and the passengers
disembarked, she bid farewell to Janice and Joe,
wishing them a happy 40th anniversary. Before they
separated, Janice handed Kelsey what looked like a
business card. It read "Doctor Jan: relationship
psychologist, counselor, and columnist" on the back it
had a printed phone number and a hand written e-mail
address. Kelsey pocketed the card feeling a little
surprised.
"Now Kelsey, that's my office number and private e-
mail address, you write me any time you need to talk,"
Janice said. As she turned back to her husband, she
smiled privately to herself knowing from firsthand
experience that Kelsey's tale would surprise her in
the end, it was very similar to her own after all.
Meanwhile, Kelsey made her way through the airport
following the crowd for the most part. She passed
easily through customs and moved on to the baggage
claim area. After securing her suitcase, she began to
search for her host family, the Hata's. They had
gratefully agreed to house her for the duration of the
exchange program. She knew that they were an older
couple that they had a grown daughter who had married
an American doctor in the Navy stationed at the base
there, and that they had a younger son who, despite
the cultural differences, seemed like an "accident."
They were supposed to meet her around the baggage
area.
She searched around for the family and eventually
connected them with three people standing together
holding a sign saying: "Welcome Chelsea!" "Well that's
got to be them, and it's close enough," she thought to
herself as she crossed over to them. Hoping to make a
favorable first impression she greeted them in their
native tongue and added that she was Kelsey.
They smiled warmly and exchanged a few more
pleasantries in Japanese, before she apologized and
expressed a need to continue in English. At this point
the young boy, presumably their son, took over.
Apparently the parents knew very little English. The
boy, Sen, which was short for Senbuoy she found out,
had been taught English a little in school, but mostly
by his sister. "He looks to be only a few years
younger than me," she thought, "he's small, well at
least smaller than my 5' 6". It's going to be
interesting getting used to the sudden height
disparity."
Sen looked about 14 and still had a slight boyish
appearance. Sen offered to take her bags, as the
family led her towards their car. When they got
outside she noticed that it was night time. It had
been Thursday when she left... she saved herself a
headache and stopped trying to calculate the time and
date in her head. It would be much simpler to ask.
When they got in the car she found herself squashed in
the back seat of a highly compact sedan next to Sen.
Mr. Hata was behind the wheel being directed
vehemently by Mrs. Hata. As the two adults had what
seemed like a stereotypical "driver-navigator"
squabble Kelsey decided to follow Janice's advice and
to turn over a new leaf, right now.
"But how to start, what to change, and what to leave
the same?" she wondered. Embarrassingly she caught
herself wondering what kind of changes a guy like Lan
would want, though she mentally backtracked when she
caught herself going down that road. "First off, I
should try to be less shy or guarded, perhaps I can
even try my hand at some slight flirting..." her
thoughts continued until she became covertly aware of
Sen crammed in the seat next to her. "Can I practice
with him? At the very least I can find out more about
him and his family," she decided, before saying aloud,
"So Sen, how did you learn English so well?"
With a moderate accent he replied, "Well a bit in
school, but mainly my sister taught me. She moved to
America when her husband had a permanent change of
station."
"Oh, where do they live now?" she asked, as if America
was some small place and that she might actually be
familiar with their new location.
"They live in a town called Bethesda; she says it's
just a few minutes away from Washington D.C."
"On the East Coast, near the capital, neat!" then to
herself she thought, "perhaps I'm being a little too
enthusiastic, but it is hard to gage in the dark."
"Yeah, I want to visit them someday, she says that I
should even apply to a college near them, but I don't
know if I could ever leave my parents. Anyway, she
continued her English lessons for me when after she
moved, but we had to use Skype. Recently she won't
respond to any letters or conversations unless I use
English. It's gotten to the point that I swear I dream
in English sometimes." He finished and in the
reflective light from outside Kelsey could see a
rueful smile spread across his face.
The remainder of the hour or so drive passed with the
two of them happily chatting in the back seat. Kelsey
found, that despite being nearly three years her
junior, Sen was surprisingly smart and witty. Though
at first he did seem to lack confidence in himself, by
the time they arrived at the Hata's house she felt she
knew him fairly well.
Once inside Mrs. Hata asked if Kelsey was hungry, to
which she said that she was famished, though in her
broken Japanese her common American expression of
hunger came across as "A horse so hungry that it ate
me." The family smiled, Sen giggled, and Kelsey felt
as if she was missing something, but Mrs. Hata
disappeared into the kitchen so the message must have
gotten across.
Meanwhile Sen offered to give her a tour around the
house and show her where she would be staying. The
house was fairly modern, and had a heavy western
influence, presumably the older daughter's. The
kitchen, dining, and family room were separated from
the sleeping area by a sliding door. The door opened
to reveal a long hallway lined on either side by
doors. Sen opened the first door in the hallway,
another sliding door, to reveal the bathroom.
It was nice, though had no shower head, and instead of
the oval tubs she was used to it had a more circular
one. Seizing the moment, she decided to relieve
herself. Before sliding the door shut, she turned to
remove her toiletries bag from the suitcase that Sen
carried and shut the door. After emptying her bladder
she washed her hands and saw a conveniently open spot
in a cubby for her toiletry bag.
When Kelsey returned she saw that Sen was blushing
furiously. "Thanks Sen, but I can carry my bag on my
own you know," Kelsey said winking at Sen "I'm not an
entirely helpless female!" And as she stooped to close
and carry her bag she saw that her panties had fallen
out when she had removed her toiletry bag. Now it was
her turn to feel blood rushing to her face. Hurriedly
she hid the underwear back in her suitcase trying to
pretend like nothing had happened while privately
cursing herself for bringing such a lacy pair.
Mercifully Sen made no comment, instead continuing the
tour. Further down the hall they arrived at a pair of
doors on opposite sides of the hallway. Sen motioned
at one that belonged to him, and then at one which
used to be his sister's though would be hers for the
duration of her stay. Lastly he pointed to the end of
the hall saying that it was his parent's room complete
with its own bathroom. When his tour came to an end
Kelsey tentatively opened her room's door. Inside she
found a full sized bed, a dresser, and a tidy desk
with chair, very Westernized.
"Mom changed the sheets for the warmer season, and
made sure that the dresser was cleaned out for you,"
he trailed off leading Kelsey with the impression that
he had more to say, but looking up at him expectantly
made him blush once again.
"Thanks again Sen, you've been a real help, I suppose
I should unpack now," Kelsey said giving him an excuse
to leave, if anything, however, his redness
intensified, and she knew he must be thinking of more
panties like those that had fallen out in the hallway.
Hastily Kelsey turned her back to Sen and opened her
suitcase on the bed. Determined not to be embarrassed
she began unpacking. She put away socks and shirts and
pants and shorts before the only things remaining were
her bras and panties. A glance over her shoulder
revealed that Sen had vacated the room and she let out
a sigh of relief.
As she finished unpacking, she placed the empty
suitcase underneath the bed. Her mind was lagging
behind allowing her body to move on autopilot. Why
should she be embarrassed around Sen? He was younger,
a host, practically a stranger, and cute... that last
word just slipped in, but it was nevertheless true.
Sen was a fairly cute boy, "Cute because of those
boyish facial features and perhaps small build, but
that was the stereotype for Asians, so I can't hold it
against him," Kelsey thought with a smirk.
When she returned to the kitchen, Mrs. Hata had
prepared her an elaborate looking stir-fry on top of
white steamed rice. "Wow! Sen could you tell your mom
that she didn't have to go through this much trouble
for me?"
"Ha! That's just a bit left over from what we ate
before going to pick you up, and it was one of her
quick meals, you should see what she does when she
wants to spend the time!" Sen commented, but he
relayed her words all the same.
As she finished her delicious meal, she could tell
that the Hata's were tiring. However, because of her
time zone shift and long flight, she was not yet
sleepy. Being gracious hosts, the Hatas would not
retire for the evening until she was satisfied. To
avoid being more of a burden on the family, Kelsey
feigned a yawn and then asked if she could wash up
before bed. The flight had left her feeling quite
grimy, perhaps a hot shower, well bath in this case,
would loosen her up for sleep. Mrs. Hata swept over
taking her plate and Sen led her to the linen closet.
Sen handed her a fluffy towel from the closet across
the hall from the bathroom saying, "My sister told me
that American baths are much different than ours, if
you want I could show you how it works..."
"That blush is very endearing" Kelsey thought as Sen
trailed off. "Okay, that would be helpful," she said
allowed.
The bath taps were different than the ones back home,
but when she thought about it, they were far more
intuitive that America's. With the tub filling Sen
backed out of the bathroom and shut the door behind
him. "I think he's even more shy than I am," she
thought, "perhaps I shouldn't practice Janice's advice
with him, although he needs definitely needs the
experience," she thought chuckling and bending down to
untie her shoes.
When she straightened back up she paused to admire
herself in the mirror. Underneath the weariness of
travel stood a fairly pretty girl, she was tall and
thin without being lanky, and had chestnut brown hair
falling down past her shoulders. At the moment it too
looked rather grimy, but after a decent washing, its
luster would return. Her face had those proportions
that were naturally attractive to the male eye. It was
oval shaped with a small nose, full lips that seemed
to perpetually be smirking, and deep brown eyes
capable melting knees. Moving downward revealed that
she did indeed poses curves, despite her best efforts
to hide them.
Tearing her gaze away from the reflection, she began
stripping off her outer clothes leaving just a tan bra
and striped blue-white panties. The body beneath those
articles was both well-muscled and tanned from all the
time spent on the swim team. The swim season had ended
just before she left, so she still in peak condition.
She paused again to study herself in the mirror. This
time she noticed the patch of freckles on her stomach
that she was particularly fond of. When she was
younger, she used to imagine that they were a copy of
her favorite star constellation Cassiopeia, though now
days they were just something she idly traced with her
fingers while her thoughts were occupied elsewhere.
Absentmindedly, she reached behind and unhooked the
clasp of her bra. Letting the garment fall to the
floor, she stretched her arms up over her head and
rose up onto her toes. This had an appealing effect of
lifting her already firm breasts. When she relaxed her
posture, she studied herself once more in the mirror.
"I do have a nice body," she thought, "but why do I
hide it under such conservative clothes?" Her breasts
were an ample B, going on C, cup, and when combined
with the rest of what the mirror reflected added up a
rather stunning figure.
She smirked again imagining herself in a secluded
stairwell with Lan teaching him how to undue her bra.
He would have been much more satisfied having his
hands where hers now were, than on that flat chested
hussy, Caitlin. "God! What am I thinking? I was the
one who pushed him away, ugh..." she moaned in a low
voice. Thankfully the tub was nearly full, so she
shimmied out of her panties and escaped into the warm
water.
Sinking beneath the hot soapy water felt wonderful. It
washed away the stress of the flight, the panic of her
momentary trip down memory lane, and, of course, the
grimy feeling! Submerged up to her shoulders, she laid
her head back and closed her eyes. This time when her
mind returned to that day/night in Málaga on the Costa
del Sol, she replayed the scene from the beginning,
though as a fantasy, this retelling would deviate from
reality.
When she opened her eyes she was alone in an elevator.
It was her 17th birthday again, but this time around,
with the aid of her daring imagination, she had
dressed up for the occasion. It was a surprisingly
provocative dress that flowed down her body like
water. It extended down to just above her knees, and
was made from a silky material of the deepest teal.
The back of the dress was open, and the front
displayed moderately deep cleavage, cleavage aided by
the push-up bra she had doubtlessly put on. She was
going to drop jaws tonight! The elevator dinged and
the doors opened onto the hotel's lobby. Confidently
she took her first steps forward. The lobby was
crowded and many heads, male and female alike, turned
as she passed. Kelsey stopped in front of one person
and met his gaze with a dazzling smile.
Lan stood there stunned for a few moments before
finally managing to stammer, "You look great! Oh, and
happy birthday!"
Kelsey's smile widened, "So what do you want to do
with me... I mean where should we go?" Why was she
blushing so much in her own fantasy?
"Well, I thought we'd go to this one bar that some of
the other guys we're going to be at, and then perhaps
sneak us into one of those 18 and up clubs! I mean
it's your birthday, hopefully that'll be enough to get
us in without anyone actually doing the math." He said
with a wink.
"Sounds like mischief, ha-ha" Kelsey said, then she
voiced something that had been worrying her, "so will,
uh, Caitlin be meeting up with us?"
"Hmm, yeah about that, well I don't think I'll be
seeing much of her for the rest of the trip, well for
as long as I can avoid it anyways..." Lan answered
shiftily.
"Why? What happened?" Kelsey asked in perhaps a higher
pitched voice than normal.
"It's kind of an awkward story, but you'd only worm it
out of me anyways, so here goes. Yesterday morning
Matt and I went on a run, when we got back, I went up
to the hotel room I share with Mike and Nate to take a
shower. It was empty when I got there, so I grabbed my
shower stuff and jumped in. When steam filled the
bathroom I noticed that Nate's flowery, leftover,
'cologne' filled the air. Well that sent must have
convinced Mike that it was Nate taking another of his
incredibly long showers instead of me. Sometime during
my shower Caitlin showed up. I don't know if she was
looking for me or Mike, but when I finished my shower
and walked out, I saw her, naked, bent over the bed.
Mike was, well standing behind her. He had his pants
off.
They were so caught up in the throes of passion that
my presence went undetected. As I stood there in only
a towel, I watched my supposed best friend and
girlfriend going at it. I was powerless to pull myself
away or to make them stop. It wasn't the first time
I'd seen people having sex in real life, nah that had
happened at Burning Man a few years back, though
that's another long and awkward story. But this was
different, I knew both of them, for anyone else or in
any other circumstances, it might have been arousing.
For me, well I felt only horror. Mike had his hands on
Caitlin's hips and was pounding into her, the 'smack,
smack, smack' sound filled our hotel room.
Caitlin, leaning over the bed, was propped up on her
arms allowing her breasts to sway rhythmically with
every impact from Mike. She was moaning in pleasure.
He was grunting in ecstasy. I was groaning in agony.
They both seemed close to something. Then, Mike slid
his hands forward to cup Caitlin's breasts and thrust
powerfully once more into her. He held that position
as the waves of an orgasm gripped his body. When it
passed, they fell onto the bed sighing. It was around
this time when they finally noticed me.
The next few moments, in hindsight, were actually kind
of humorous, as well all just stared at each other.
They didn't say a word, they just lay there panting as
I turned, grabbed my suitcase, and left. I haven't
spoken with either of them since, but I figure that
both of those relationships are over," Lan explained,
and stood there looking at Kelsey as if waiting for
her to say something.
"Oh Lan, I'm so sorry, listen, we don't have to go out
tonight, let's do..."
"No! It's your birthday!" he protested.
"I know, I have one every year, how often do people
walk in on something like that?" She asked.
He chuckled softly, "Not too often, which is why I
want to go out and forget all about it."
"Lan, I'm not sure if that's the best soluti-" she
trailed off as Lan was giving her a stern "Don't
patronize me" sort of look, "Okay, Okay, we'll go, I
really wanted to anyway... (and I knew I never should
have let you go)" she said, making the last part
almost inaudible, "You know if it's any consolation,
from what I've heard from the other girls, Mike has a
really small penis."
"Yeah I didn't fail to notice that, but it seemed to
be working for her."
"Well I roomed with Caitlin when we were stuck in
Puerto Rico, and well Victoria really does have a
secret in her case. She hides it all really well with
clothes, and I didn't want to say anything when you
seemed 'happy' with her, but she's shaped kind of like
a box with I don't know how else to say it, but fairly
tubular breasts."
"You know I didn't know how to describe her at the
time but now that you mention it, box-like and tubular
fits really well," he said finally looking a bit more
cheerful, "but I'm glad it's over, I may have gotten
used to her body, but her personality and the way it
led her to treat me, well it was really wearing me
down... So now you know the story, and why I'd really
love to have a drink, especially with a hottie like
you" Lan said winking again at her. This time she
returned the wink as he promptly took her hand and led
her out of the hotel lobby.
The two of them made their way to the bar where they
met up with a few other classmates. An hour or so
later Kelsey had more than a pleasant buzz going on.
It was her first time drinking, and it really did not
take much for her to lose any and all inhibition.
Suddenly she wanted to dance. Excitedly she rushed at
Lan exclaiming that it was time to go to the club,
right now. With a little more prompting the whole
group was on board with the idea. Getting past the
Spanish bouncers was easy, they did not even check
anyone's IDs.
Once in, a slightly unbalanced Kelsey grabbed Lan's
hand and dragged him into the crowd on the dance
floor. As with most clubs, it was entirely too humid
inside. Hundreds of people dancing to a techno-house
beat were joined by an enthusiastic Kelsey. Lan,
however, was a little more apprehensive. He loosened
up to the point that Kelsey felt ready to cut lose a
little more, as the song phased to a new number, she
turned her back to him and began to grind against him.
Taking her cue, he placed his hands on her hips. Only
a thin dress separated Kelsey from Lan, it was
electrifying!
The two lost track of time until Lan decided take a
risk. He bent his head forward, kissed her neck in a
trail from her shoulder to her ear, and whispered,
"Want to get out of here?"
Kelsey's heart skipped a beat, throwing caution into
the wind, she replied "How about back to the hotel?"
For a response he squeezed her hand, then brought it
to his lips and kissed it. The two practically flew
back to the hotel lobby. On an impulse Kelsey steered
Lan towards the rear stairwell instead of to the
elevators. The climb to the tenth floor was punctuated
by furious kissing on each new landing. When they
finally made it up to her floor, they both knew they
would not make it to her room.
Unsure of how it happened, Kelsey found herself
perched atop Lan who was lying on the landing.
Straddling his midsection, she leaned forward and
kissed him deeply. Near the end of the kiss she
realized that with her dress flared around them, she
was sitting directly over his penis wearing nothing
but panties. The thought sent electric pulses through
her, and she could not help herself, she began to
gyrate her hips. It was not working, "how irritating,"
she thought frustrated, "I need to get those pants
down!" Breaking the kiss, she lifted onto her knees to
allow her hands room to fumble with his pant button
and zipper. Eventually he realized what she was
attempting to do, with a laugh he brushed her hands
away and easily slid his pants down.
With a sigh, she settled back down, this time she
could feel his erection through the two thin layers
that were his boxers and her panties. They began to
kiss again. In another few moments they were dry
humping once more. This time it was Lan who made a
bold move. Slowly he unzipped the back of her dress
enough so that the thin straps slid limply down her
arms. When they broke the kiss for air and she sat
upright she took the hint and let the dress fall off
her arms.
Now she was clad on top in only a bra. Lan pulled her
back to him, savagely kissing every inch he could
reach. She increased her rhythm, having finally
managed to position her clit over his member for every
stroke. She let out a soft moan, while Lan, deciding
to take still yet another chance unhooked her bra and
began fondling her breasts.
Oddly, around this point, perhaps owing to the sudden
loss of clothing, the chill of the night pierced
through her passion. The realization of cold snapped
her out of her fantasy. "How long have I been in this
bath?" she wondered aloud. The water had steadily
cooled, but being lost in her imagination and playing
with herself had completely distracted her. Hurriedly
Kelsey finished washing. She wanted to get back to
masturbating while the images of Lan playing with her
boobs were still solidly in her mind.
She stepped out of the tub, let the cold water drain
out, and reached for the towel Sen had given her.
While standing there drying herself off, she noticed
that the bathroom door was slightly cracked. "I'll
have to remember to shut it all the way next time,
especially if I am going to make a lot of noise while
fantasizing again..." she thought naughtily. She
wrapped her hair up in the towel to dry before
realizing that she did not have a second towel for her
body. She could change back into her original clothes,
but she really detested the idea of putting something
on that she had spent countless hours in already.
She could also let her hair down and cover herself
with her towel, then rewrap it once in her room.
However, she still felt slightly mischievous from her
fantasy. She decided not to waste more time by undoing
and redoing her hair, so she gathered up her discarded
clothing, turned off the lights, and crept silently
from the bathroom, entirely naked.
The house was dark and quiet as Kelsey cautiously made
her way to the room Sen had shown her as her own.
Trying not to make any noise, she gently opened the
door, stepped into the room, and replaced the door as
quietly as she could. It was a good thing she had been
so quiet too, because the moment she had done all of
this, she realized that something was wrong. This was
not her room. As her eyes fell upon the person lying
on the bed, she realized that she had accidentally
crept naked into Sen's room.
Kelsey's mortification was forestalled as she studied
Sen. In the dim lighting, it took a few moments for
her to realize that she was not the only nude person
in this room. Sen lay upon his bed, eyes clamped
tightly shut, stroking himself. She did not get a
super clear view in the dim room, but perhaps that was
for the best as it also concealed her abrupt
intrusion. "It's so sad being interrupted in the
middle of masturbation," she thought wistfully.
Kelsey's heart leaped into her throat, as a familiar
sounding murmur escaped from Sen's lips, "Oh
Kelsey..." he sighed.
"It is definitely time to go," she thought panicking,
"I don't know how much longer he's going to be
distracted." Stealthily, she left the room, leaped
across the hall, and disappeared into the darkness of
her actual room. Breathing a sigh of relief, she
willed her heart to calm down. Her thoughts were
racing. Growing up with two brothers meant that this
was not the first time she had walked in on a young
boy playing with himself. But this time was different.
This time she was excited by it. Perhaps it was that
she had just met Sen, or that she herself felt so
horny, or that Sen had evidentially been thinking of
her...
Absentmindedly she took her day's dose of birth
control pills. Although still a virgin, and with no
plans of becoming sexually active, her OB doctor had
started her on them for her intense menstrual pains
and minor acne. Both had cleared up with the
medication, so she stayed on it. As she settled down
to sleep, the close call convinced her not to finish
her masturbating. It was better to go to sleep horny,
than to tempt fate again in one night. Her last
disconnected thought of the evening was of Sen inching
the sliding bathroom door ajar and watching her as she
masturbated. Had they both gotten away with
voyeuristic encounters tonight?
***
The next few days passed with a slew of orientations,
tours, schedules, and introductions between the
various other exchange students in this year's
program. The highlight of the weekend was when Kelsey
selected her academic schedule for the semester. The
program included more than just school work, some
extracurricular activities included cultural
immersions, and extended tours of historical sites,
those types of things.
First thing Monday morning, everyone would be starting
off with two periods of an accelerated Japanese
immersion class. After that they were allowed an
elective followed by lunch, then another elective.
Finally, they all had two more standardized classes
like the morning ones. For her first elective, Kelsey
chose a PE class.
It would be good to loosen up right after being
bottled up for several hours. "Plus," she thought
while still trying to convince herself, "it'll keep me
in shape!" Astonishingly, the school offered a
swimming class, something she wished her own school
had, instead swim practice had to be held at the
horribly run down city pool... After lunch was a tough
elective to fill, in the end she chose calculus, after
all numbers were supposed to be a universal language.
Needless to say, she was really excited about Monday.
The Hatas had proven to be an exceptionally caring and
thoughtful family. Every night they ate together. The
adults did their best to make Kelsey feel included.
Sen was amazingly helpful; however, she had a hard
time looking at him without picturing him naked and
beating off. He just looked so young, innocent, and
cute. She also found herself unconsciously flirting
with him. Nothing major or obvious, she hoped. She
would find excuses to put her hand on his arm or
shoulder, brush up against him when they passed, smile
and laugh when he was around, in short, it was exactly
the type of behavior that Janice would have
recommended.
She felt slightly guilty about it, until she realized
that she was rather enjoying the charade. It was fun
to finally be one of the outgoing, flirty, girls.
"Especially when with strangers who I will never see
again," thought the most logical part of her brain.
When Monday finally arrived, the household woke early
for the start of a new week. The walk to school was a
short one with Sen leading the way, talking animatedly
about what to expect when they arrived, about his
friends, about where they hung out and the like.
Growing slightly nervous, her mind drifted letting
Sen's monologue wash over her. She was apprehensive
about the reception she would find at school. Her
school rarely had exchange students. Those it did have
were often ostracized and she always felt so bad for
them being all on their own.
She reviewed what she knew about today. The school was
smaller than hers back in California, with well under
a thousand students, possibly closer to six or seven
hundred. At home, her raduating-class alone had
consisted of over a thousand students! She also knew
that she would not be alone, there were close to 20
other American high schoolers here with her! That
thought made her feel much better until a question
directed at her snapped her out of her reverie.
"Would you like me to walk you to your first class?"
Sen asked bringing to her attention that they were in
sight of campus.
Kelsey knew where to go from her orientation, but Sen
seemed to be playing the role of host. She nodded with
a small smile that made him redden slightly. Walking
through the hallways with Sen drew a lot of glances.
She was tall compared to her Japanese female counter
parts (as well as a surprising number of the male
ones). Many people passing her greeted her in heavily
accented English, to which she responded appropriately
in Japanese earning her a number of respectful smiles.
"oh how quaint it is to be at such a small school!"
she thought. Eventually they arrived at the small
class room where she would spend her first two periods
in. "Thanks a lot Sen, maybe I'll see you at lunch and
I can meet some of your friends?"
"Sure! But I should see you before then, we both have
PE before lunch."
"I forgot to ask what your schedule was like, but you
can tell me at lunch, I don't want to make you late
for your own class, bye!" With that she turned and
entered the class room. It was a small room on the
second floor, and it was already half full. The goal
of these classes was to absorb and apply as much
language as possible, thus they were advised to speak
in Japanese whenever possible.
It was a challenging few hours full of vocabulary to
practice, verb conjugations to memorize and the like.
She was not the worst in the class, and everyone was
far from fluent, but she would learn. Nevertheless it
was a relief when the bell rung signaling that it was
time for Kelsey to make her way to the locker rooms.
Kelsey found the locker rooms early so that she could
be assigned a locker and change into her suit in time
for class. She was early in that too, the locker room
was essentially empty as she slipped out of her
clothes and into her one piece "work-out" swim suit.
Despite being heavily used, not to mention a one
piece, the suit was fairly flattering on her. She put
the standardized PT uniform on top, grabbed a towel,
and walked through the locker room door to the indoor
pool. The room was scented heavily with chlorine,
giving it a very familiar atmosphere. It was odd
feeling the thousands and thousands of miles from home
suddenly disappear! Kelsey smiled lazily as she stared
into the faintly rippling aqua water.
The water held her spellbound for several minutes
before chattering voices announced the arrival of her
other classmates. She followed behind them to where a
pair of swim coaches waited by a section of bleachers.
As the class gathered around them, they began to take
role. The students fell silent, responding in turn as
their names were called out. After everyone was Matted
present, they started speaking. Most of the speech was
lost on Kelsey, but what she did understand made her
groan softly. If what she understood was correct, then
she was in a class full of people just learning how to
swim. In fact, the class might not even get into the
water until the end of the week!
Just her luck... As she looked around, she noticed for
the first time that the majority of the class was a
lot younger than she was. That part at least made
sense; this must be something expected or offered for
the younger classmen. "Well maybe I can switch to
another group or something..." she thought glumly. At
the end of the class, she attempted to speak with the
instructors about it. They told her that she could
switch to a weight training class but otherwise most
of the other classes in this time slot were full. "I
guess I can wait a few more days to get back into the
water," she thought then thanked the instructor for
his help.
The locker room was quite crowded when she arrived.
From snatches of conversation she picked up walking to
her own locker, she was not the only one disappointed
that they would not be getting in the water anytime
soon, nor was she the only one to have prematurely
changed into her swim suit. When she arrived at her
locker she saw a few people who were obviously in her
class already changing. The one to her right was
already back into her school clothes and was doing up
her shoes. The one to the left was stark naked, neatly
storing her uniform and this week's towel back into
her locker. Kelsey covertly sized the girl up while
she herself changed. Most obviously she was shorter
than Kelsey, and had a petite frame. It was not that
the girl was flat chested, just that she had petite,
though well-shaped, breasts.
By this time Kelsey was as naked as her neighbor. Her
B, bordering on C, cups looked gigantic in comparison.
The next thing she slyly noticed was that the girl had
wispy, though thick, looking dark pubic hair. Kelsey,
in contrast, was very tidy "down-there," in fact,
waxing was a common procedure done my most of the
females on the team at the start of swim season. By
this time, the other girl had finished repacking and
was beginning to redress, though she had finally
seemed to notice Kelsey because she was staring wide
eyed at her.
Kelsey flushed worse than Sen. She was fumbling so
much in an effort to hasten her dressing that it ended
up taking her even more time. Eventually, when she was
sure she had done it correctly, she gathered her
backpack, and left at top speed for lunch. Kelsey made
a mental note to try talking with her neighbors the
next day, not only would this give her practice with
her Japanese, and perhaps make her some new friends,
but it could also give her an excuse to watch them.
Kelsey did not know what to make of it, but she
thought the Japanese girls were very beautiful. Not
that she was sexually or romantically attracted to
them, just that they had a kind of statuesque beauty
to them.
She was lost in those thoughts as she turned the
corner out of the locker room. There was some sort of
commotion going on outside, a circle of boys "larger"
(they were about her height) seemed to be picking on a
smaller one in the center. They were laughing and
pointing at him when Kelsey got close enough to
recognize the smaller boy as Sen. Without thinking,
she called out "Sen!" and rushed forward through the
circle of boys to him.
Standing at Sen's side, she glared at the other boys
who quailed under its intensity. By this, time various
instructors were emerging from the locker rooms,
dispersing the crowds by their mere proximity. When
the danger had passed she turned to Sen to ask what
had just happened. Sen took one look at her, hung his
head, and ran back into the boy's locker room. "What
just happened?" she asked herself aloud.
Startlingly, a voice answered her saying, "It seemed
kinda like a hazing ritual to me"
Kelsey spun around and saw one of the other exchange
students standing behind her. At the moment she could
not remember his name or exactly where he was from,
but the accent suggested the south, possibly Texas.
"Really? What happened?" she asked.
"Well I think those guys were teasing him about
something, but I didn't catch what it was about, poor
guy, I guess high school can suck regardless of where
it is in the world. Anyways, you going to lunch now?
Wanna grab something together?" he asked.
She did not want to leave Sen, not to mention the fact
that she still could not remember the boy's name which
was bound to create awkwardness. "Um, Sen, that boy
being picked on, is my host, and I was going to meet
his friends with him at lunch, I'd feel bad for him if
I just left..." she explained.
"Hmm, trust me he's probably going to want to cool off
for a minute. If it were me, I'd hate to lose face in
front of an older girl," He said winking at me.
That made sense, she could always talk with Sen about
it later, "Alright, alright, you've convinced me,
let's go get some food, but please tell me your name
again, I'm sorry but I've forgotten," she finished
lamely.
"Forgotten me already? Not a chance then! Ha-ha!" he
laughed and they set off for lunch.
The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. Kelsey's
thoughts kept drifting to Sen, and wondering what had
happened. Those thoughts made her feel like she should
run to him and protect him. "So much for flirting with
him," she thought, "Now he's just another little
brother... I need to think of something else! Damn
what's that southern boy's name! I'm going to have to
pay attention in class and hope someone calls on him
or takes role or something!" After last period she met
up with Sen at their agreed spot. She noticed
immediately that he did not meet her gaze, "that's not
a good sign, it's like he lost all of his confidence
and is back to that shy boy who greeted her coming off
the plane, I wonder what got him out of that anyways?"
They walked home in silence. Kelsey was trying to work
out a plan to get Sen talking and happy again. "You
know," she reasoned mentally, "it doesn't have to be
in that order, what if he really did see me in the
bath, maybe that's what made him so confident." Along
that line of thought, a daring plan came to fruition.
If it worked it should not only get him happy and
talking again, but could also clear the "little
brother" image from her mind. For this, Janice would
probably offer to adopt her into the family!
When they got home, Kelsey took stock of the facts.
The house was empty except for them, and would remain
so for several more hours until first Mrs. then a
while later Mr. Hata returned from work. Deciding to
test the waters with an innocent question, Kelsey
asked, "So Sen, what are you going to do this
afternoon?" as they walked into the living room.
"Probably going to start on my homework," he mumbled.
"Oh, what stuff do you have to do?" she asked still
fishing for the right responses.
"Um, mainly just math," Sen responded.
"Cool, want any help? Math is one of my stronger
subjects, what math are you in?"
"Algebra. And I guess I could use some help, I feel
like we were assigned a mountain of it."
"The plan is working already," she thought following
Sen into his bedroom. Once inside she set her backpack
down before saying "I'm gonna change real quick, I'll
be right back." Sen did not even look up as she
disappeared of to her own room. There she pulled out
an oversized t-shirt and her sleeping shorts. They
were very short shorts. Kelsey pulled her shirt off
over her head, and then unhooked her bra, before
pulling the over-sized shirt back on. The first part
of the part of her plan was working out perfectly. The
shirt fell down past the bottom of her shorts giving
off the illusion that she wore nothing underneath.
Bra-less and appearing to be only clothed in a big
shirt, Kelsey hurriedly rejoined Sen in his room.
Sen was already seated at his desk in front of a few
text books. Kelsey was able to stalk up behind him
without notice. Peering over his shoulder she noticed
that he was working on simplifying equations, or
reducing them to their simplest forms before finally
using them to solve a series of equations. Placing a
hand on his shoulder she said "Three equations, three
unknowns?"
Sen flinched in his seat and took a few very deep
breaths before managing to say, "Actually we're only
doing two equations to solve two unknowns, for now,
but later we'll move on to three, that's the easy part
though, I have a hard time putting them into simple,
manageable, forms."
With her hand still one of his shoulders, she bent
over his other shoulder to peer closer at his
assignment. "I see now, only two variables," she said
softly leaning even closer so that her breast came
into contact with him. "I actually had fun doing these
types of problems. Oh! That sounds horribly nerdy,
doesn't it?" with that she removed both of her
tantalizing touches and sat down on his bed.
"Um, no not really" Sen stammered turning to look at
her for the first time. She was sitting just a few
feet away. The bed was higher than his chair, the
vantage showed off her crossed legs nicely. Sen
started fidgeting with his shorts, turning the most
brilliant shade of red in the process.
Kelsey smiled to herself correctly guessing the reason
he had so suddenly hidden his lap back under the desk.
"Well let's get started then!"
The two of them worked for the better part of an hour,
after the first ten minutes Sen had joined Kelsey on
his bed so that they could put their heads together.
Kelsey continued making subtle contact, a hand on his
arm or leg here, a head on his shoulder there, nothing
very intimate. Until they had finished the problem
set. On the pretext of looking over their work one
last time, she extended the pages at arm's length away
Sen and with a smirk she said, "Perfect, we finished
with just enough time for you to do them all one more
time!"
"No way!" Sen cried out reaching for the pages. At the
last moment Kelsey twitched her arms backwards.
Without thinking Sen corrected his course for the
pages only to find his hand brushing solidly against
her breasts along the way. Kelsey relinquished her
hold on the homework still smirking. Sen, however, had
frozen in place, "Oh, Kelsey, please forgive me, it
was an accident, I swear!" he blurted out jumping off
the bed.
"No it wasn't" Kelsey murmured too softly for Sen to
hear. But, as Sen still looked horrified, she said, in
a clearly audible voice, "Don't worry Sen, it was my
fault, I stole your homework, remember? Anyways, do
you think you could help me with mine now?"
For the next hour or so they practiced vocabulary, but
Sen was careful not to get too close to her again and
he definitely stayed off the bed. Her plan to get him
to open back up had worked fairly well, "True he's a
little gun shy, but in retrospect, he'll remember this
a lot more than being picked on by those bullies, and
maybe tomorrow I can ask what really happened," she
decided.
The sound of the front door opening had Kelsey
hopping. It would probably be a good idea to change
into something more appropriate before any adults laid
eyes on her. She darted from the room, across the
hall, and into her own room before the front door even
closed again. Wondering about what must be going on
inside of Sen's head right now, Kelsey deftly changed
back into the clothes she had worn to school.
The rest of the evening was pleasant, Mr. and Mrs.
Hata enthusiastically inquired about her and Sen's
day. Kelsey even volunteered to help cook with Mrs.
Hata. At home she loved to cook, the idea of expanding
her skill set was simply too good to pass up. There
are some activities that transcend a language barrier,
in that kitchen with Mrs. Hata, cooking was one of
them. It began with a few pointers, such as how to
cook rice. "So it turns out that all I ever needed was
a pot, some water, and a finger..." she smiled filling
the big pot of rice with water to her first knuckle.
Such a simple trick, but she had never heard of it,
all of that before they had even started on the real
dinner. The meal was fantastic, food always seemed to
taste better to her when she had a hand in its
creation. However, all of the cooking had left her
feeling hot, sweaty, and greasy, so she could not wait
for her chance to clean up in the bath. When everyone
had cleared their plates, Kelsey rose to help clean,
in one motion all three Hatas protested.
Kelsey feigned ignorance, giving herself away slightly
because of the smirk on her face, and continued to
tidy up. Surprisingly all four of them found
themselves scrubbing pots, drying dishes, and storing
leftovers together. It was not a typical activity, yet
it was fun nonetheless!
With the work complete in record time, Mr. and Mrs.
Hata retreated to their room for the evening. Kelsey
and Sen were alone again for the first time since the
afternoon study session. As this fact dawned on Sen
his overt shyness returned. "So did a touch of
klutziness," Kelsey thought as he dropped the dish
towel for the third time while trying to hang it on
the towel rod. "And here comes the flush! I'd better
spare him it this time though, I am trying to butter
him up after all." "So I guess I'll see you tomorrow
morning Sen, goodnight!" she said to him before
disappearing off down the hall. The final thing she
had planned for the day would work out much better if
she could get it started while Sen was still in the
kitchen!
Rushing to her room, she grabbed her towels-this time
she remembered the second one for her hair, not that
she particularly minded streaking through a house of
almost complete strangers, but it was best not to make
a habit of it. In the next instant Kelsey was skidding
to a stop on the bathroom tile. Carefully, she shut
the sliding door so that it remained open about an
inch. Hopeful that she would soon have an audience,
Kelsey artfully stripped and started filling the tub.
It was nothing too major, just things like an
exaggerated removal of her bra before giving the
"door" a full-frontal nudity shot while stretching to
the ceiling. The bath itself was pure business because
she actually was feeling a bit tired. "Surely my
audience has watched as long as they dare. They must
be gone by now," she thought longing for bed. The
house was dark and she was almost to her room when the
sound of soft sobs made her pause. The sound was
coming from Sen's room.
She knocked softly before letting herself in without
waiting for an answer. "Sen, what's wrong? Something's
been up all day, ever since, well right before lunch,"
she asked while crossing his room in the dark.
Forgetting that she was clad only in a towel, she sat
down beside him on his bed and placed a hand on him.
"Sen, come on, tell me, what were those guys teasing
you about? Someone said something about a hazing?"
The silence stretched on for what could have been
hours before Sen took a shaky deep breath and said,
"They just were teasing me."
"About what?" she pried.
"You wouldn't understand!" he said a bit harshly and
rolled away from her.
"Why? Because I'm American?" she asked feeling
slightly hurt. "Just when I thought we were connecting
too..."
"What?" Sen asked startled, "No nothing like that, I
like that you're American, I just meant that you're a
girl, so you wouldn't understand. It was a guy
thing..."
"Why did I just over react to that? What does it
matter if he likes me or not? Wait he wasn't even
talking about 'liking' or 'not liking,'" Kelsey
thought trying to puzzle out her reactions. Something
about the way she had burst in on Sen when she had
heard him suffering, or about the way she was now
separated from him by only a towel and the darkness.
It all pointed to something, but right now was not the
time to figure it out, "Sen, please tell me," she said
softly.
"Promise that you won't laugh?"
"Of course I won't laugh! I'm your... your friend, now
please just tell me what happened."
"I guess it's silly really, but they were making fun
of me for being small"
"Small? But you're still growing! Plus everyone here
seems small to me." Kelsey said, very glad that it was
dark because she had a smile of relief on her face and
in the light it might look too much like the beginning
of the foresworn laughter.
"No," he swallowed audibly, "not like that, they said
I was small, um down there..." he said trailing off to
almost a whisper at the end.
Now she understood. "Boys can be such assholes!" she
cursed angrily to herself. "Sen, you're still growing
there too. Plus some guys are small when, well soft,
it doesn't mean that they will be small when they are
hard," this was, strictly speaking, outside of her
area of expertise, hell it was outside of her normal
comfort zone, but she had to say something.
Sen sniffed loudly, "Really?"
"Of course!" she reassured him, "Sen I'm sorry I
didn't talk with you sooner and that I missed meeting
your friends at lunch." Without meaning to, she found
herself leaning towards him and hugging him tightly.
It was at this point that she suddenly remembered that
she was only wearing a towel. It was at this point
that the towel suddenly remembered that it was only
being held up by a slight in-folding upon itself.
Kelsey hastily detached herself and made to stand up.
"Wait!" Sen hissed, "Please don't leave me yet!" he
begged finally turning back to face her.
In the dark, being torn between a boy needing her
comforting presence and a desire to escape with her
clothing intact, her towel seized upon the moment of
indecision and unwound itself. "Well that makes up my
mind," she thought lowering herself onto the bed next
to Sen. In this position her newfound nakedness was
hidden from whatever night vision he possessed. Under
the guise of making herself more comfortable, she
pulled the rebellious towel over her body like a
blanket. She put an arm around him and they stayed
there in silence.
For a time, this seemed to be all that Sen needed.
Kelsey was pretty sure that she had recovered well!
"Geez, that was kinda like fumbling the ball only to
recover it and score a touchdown!"
As the moment lengthened, Sen rolled onto his other
side with a gentle sigh, and Kelsey found herself
spooning him. She watched his body rise and fall with
a steadily decreasing rate as his respirations slowed.
Sure that he must have fallen asleep, Kelsey
cautiously extricated herself. She did not even bother
rewrapping the towel; instead she took one last glance
at Sen's peaceful sleeping form, and then went back to
her own bed. Sliding beneath the covers, she let out a
sigh of her own, relieved to be alone to sort through
the rush of events that had just happened. In the end
she could no longer deny it, she was coming to have a
small crush on Sen. Content with that confession, she
passed blissfully into unconsciousness.
The next morning both of them seemed to start over
with clean slates. They both looked refreshed as they
happily started off for school. Tactfully, neither
mentioned what had taken place last night. During her
first two periods, Kelsey was reminded that after
fourth period, the exchange program would be leaving
school for one of their cultural experiences.
It was just a tour of the down town area to be
concluded with an authentic Japanese cuisine dinner.
They would be returned to their host families somewhat
later in the evening. She had totally forgotten about
it! Subconsciously her mind had been drawing up more
plans for her afternoon alone with Sen, but looks like
they would have to be saved for another day.
Still, she felt down, and only halfheartedly flirted
with what's-his-name, Southern Boy. Mostly the
attempts involved her attempting to figure out his
name. It became a game that they both fell back on
whenever the tour or dinner was particularly dull. By
the end she had resorted to systematically guessing in
reverse alphabetical order, but with no luck. "The
tour and food was good, for the most part" she thought
as she arrived home.
The sun had set some time during dinner, and she was
not surprised that it was Sen who met her at the door.
In fact she would have gambled that on a weekday, he
was probably the only one left up at this time. "Hi
Sen!" she said cheerfully crossing the threshold and
hugging him for no reason. "It's really too bad we
didn't finish earlier, I bet that I didn't get home
earlier enough to help you with your math."
She thought that the flush appearing in his cheeks was
from the memory of what else had happened during that
study session, but Sen surprised her by saying,
"Actually, yesterday we completed my entire week of
math homework. It was just that we finished with my
days assignment and I, well I wasn't ready to quit
yet..."
"Ha-ha, really?" Kelsey asked while privately thinking
that Sen had pulled a fast one on her yesterday and
that perhaps she was underestimating him.
"Yeah, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but, um if you are
any good at biology, I could use some help with that
tomorrow, I mean if you are home that it," he said
tentatively.
Kelsey saw the double meaning in his statement, but
doubted that Sen did in all of his innocence. He would
surely be getting some "biology" help if she had any
say in it. "Kelsey," she said to herself, "sometimes
you truly have a dirty mind." "Sounds good. Hey listen
Sen, thanks for waiting up for me, I think I should
take my bath and turn in though, it's getting pretty
late."
"Oh yeah, of course!"
"I must be a fool" she thought watching Sen hurry off
in front of her to his own room, "but all the same I
think I'll leave the bathroom door open two inches
tonight!"
Tonight's bath was another quick one. Afterwards
Kelsey dried off, wrapped her hair up, and debated
with herself. "Why do I go through all the trouble of
leaving the door cracked while I strip and bathe, only
to bother hiding behind a towel for all of a 15 foot
walk to my room? It doesn't make much sense." Despite
the logic of her arguments, the towel was still firmly
fixed in place before she left.
In the dark hall she automatically walked to Sen's
room instead of her own. Sen's door was ajar, which
seemed as good a reason as any for her to pause and
listen. Disappointingly she heard nothing. "Why am I
looking for an excuse to go in and see him? Wait a
minute, why do I need an excuse?" and with that
thought, she slipped in, uninvited and wearing only a
towel, for the third time.
Kelsey did not bother trying to hide her presence this
time, and Sen's shape on the bed sat up saying
excitedly "I was hoping that you'd come back!"
Kelsey chuckled, she could just barely make out him
retreating towards the wall, leaving a spot for her to
sit, or more hopefully lay, down in. Knowing he had
his back to her, Kelsey undid her towel and draped it
over herself as she assumed the same position she had
the night before. The night before had been filled
with a somber silence and enjoyment of the mere
company of one another, conversely, tonight they were
both rather chatty. In a whispered conversation, they
both shared their days events, asked trivial questions
about how the other's had been, before eventually
arriving to more personal matters.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Sen asked timidly.
"Ha-ha, why do ask Sen?" she responded teasingly, "but
the answer is no I do not have one."
"Good, I mean okay, have you ever had one?"
"Well there was one guy, and we dated for a while, but
when the time came, I turned him down..."
"Oh really? Never? Well were you ever, um in love with
anyone?"
Kelsey wondered where Sen's mind was going with all of
this. At first it seemed like someone preparing to
pick her up, but now it felt like a curious younger
sibling asking for her to share her world experiences.
"But how do I answer this one?" she thought before
responding with, "I think so. It was at the same time
more wonderful and more terrible than you can imagine.
It's called unrequited love, and it's all the worse
because I think it could have been more. That's in the
past however. You know one thing no one ever seems to
mention is how to fall out of love."
"Does it hurt?" he asked sounding concerned.
She had to smile at that, it was just such an innocent
sounding question, "If it's possible to hurt and yet
still be amazing, then yes it does slightly, but not
in a way I can really describe. I really don't think I
understand myself."
"Okay, I didn't want to bring up anything painful, and
am sorry if I did."
"No nothing like that Sen! Don't worry about me," she
said hugging him from behind. Her breast pressed
against his back, and she wondered if he had realized
that she'd been naked next to him for hours over the
past few days. "Okay my turn, what about you? Any
girls out there? And have you fallen in love with one
of them?"
"Um, no, no girls. Well we used to live next to a girl
I really liked, and she liked me, I think, well she
kissed me once in her back yard anyways... but that
was years ago. Now I know there are pretty girls at
school, but none of them even look at me. Kelsey, how
can I tell if I'm in love?"
"That really is a tough question; many people will
give many different answers, and some that I've been
told sound more like passion than real love. I'd have
to say you'll just know when you are. You'll feel like
you can't ever imagine being separated from that
person, and you find yourself caring more for their
wants, desires, and needs than your own."
"I guess that makes sense," he said still sounding
confused, then he seemed to steel himself before
asking, "have you ever had sex?"
Kelsey could feel the warmth from her own sudden
flush. She truly wished that she could give him a good
answer to the question, all she could say however,
was, "No, sorry Sen, I can't tell you much more about
what that's like than you probably already know."
"What about seeing a guy naked?"
This new line of questions was revealing that she was
just as inexperienced as Sen, "Well I've seen my
family, my two younger brothers and dad from time to
time when I accidentally happen upon them at home. But
no one else in real life."
"How do you know that I'll, you know keep growing like
you said the other night then?"
Clearly his self-esteem was still very much an issue;
she knew that she had to tread carefully with her
answer. The truth was that her answer the previous
night had just made sense. It was logical to assume
that the entire body would continue to grow. But Sen
wanted some evidence. "No," she thought, "He just
needs more reassurance, and more confidence." "Well,"
she started still thinking fast, "you know how I said
I glimpsed my brother? Well I saw them while they
started puberty, and remember how they were when they
were younger. Everything grew Sen; you're just going
to have to have faith. You're only 13, trust me you
are not yet done growing."
"I do trust you Kelsey," he said nestling back against
her for the first time.
"Thanks... So have you ever seen another girl naked?"
Without really thinking he blurted out "Yeah all the
time!"
The speed of his response caught her off guard, she
could not help but laughing, "Ha-ha! No! Fine, I'll
bite, what's the story? Or are you just bragging?"
Clearly horrified by his hasty response, Sen was
silent for a moment before saying, "Well, you know we
have communal bathrooms here, well sometimes girls
change in them, it happens quite often I guess..." he
finished lamely.
Not entirely convinced about his source of nudity, she
let it go for now, "Sen I should probably get back to
my own bed, but you know I really have enjoyed these
last few nights being with you before sleep, thanks
for sharing your bed with me. I think it helps keep me
from getting homesick." Kelsey hugged him one more
time, lingering longer than she had before, and then
got up. She left without bothering to do more with the
towel besides draping it over herself like a cape.
The next day was Wednesday, a very special day for her
swim class. Today was the first day that they were
allowed into the water! For the first time the entire
class stood around in only their swim suits preparing
to enter the pool. A lot of male eyes, including the
Southern boy, checked her out, but she was very
pleased to see that she did not receive all of their
attention.
Her other locker neighbor, Mariko, not the one that
she had stared at on the first day but the one that
had changed and was gone before she had arrived, was
attracting increasing numbers of stares herself. The
males shamelessly singled them out because, "We're the
only girls in the class with noticeable boobs!" she
realized. Meanwhile, they were being filed one by one
into the shallow end of the pool. To her udder
disappointment the instructors confined them to the
shallow end. Kelsey was even sternly told off for
submerging herself completely.
Back in the locker room after class she complained
about it to her neighbors. She also took a covert
opportunity to study Mariko. "Now that girl has a
rack!" Kelsey thought undressing next to her. She
easily had a D cup, maybe more, and on her petite
Asian frame, they really stood out. Her initial awe
gave way to pity. "It must suck! Quite aside from the
health issue, she sticks out more than I do, and I'm
an outsider here. I bet being an American is the only
reason I could even compete with her for male
attention. I'm exotic!" Kelsey chatted with them, and
she knew that with time they could become friends.
They also agreed about how lame it was not being able
to actually swim yet, though neither really were great
swimmers yet.
The remainder of school passed with that being the
only, though somewhat lame, highlight. On the walk
home with Sen, she thought of a thing or two that
would ensure that the afternoon was much better.
Deciding to play it up now, she ran a hand through her
hair, "Ugh I can still smell the chlorine in my hair,
I think I'll shower before we start on our homework if
that's okay."
Sen nodded, but looked somewhat glum for having heard
the news.
"Sen, did you say that you wanted to work on science
today?"
With a heavy sigh, he said, "Yeah, biology."
Starting to feel a little perturbed she asked, "What
subject is your class working on?"
"Um, evolution, well right now Hardy-Weinberg
equilibrium," he answered.
Suddenly, getting answers was like pulling teeth, when
did this start? Kelsey thought back, he had been fine
when they met up at school, and for most of the walk
all up to the time when she had started talking about
taking an early bath. "Well I'll have to make sure
that the change in time is not too hard on him, I mean
some things will probably be hard..." she thought
smirking.
"Whatcha smiling about?" Sen asked looking up at her.
"Nothing really, just thinking..." she replied
evasively.
"Well what's on your mind?"
"I don't remember what it was, but I was probably just
excited to get home and wash up." It was probably a
bad idea to bring it up again, but, by studying his
reaction carefully this time, and he did indeed wince
slightly when she mentioned it, she was able to
confirm her suspicion. "So Sen," she began, wanting to
ask him about it directly, but she changed her mind
mid speech, "um never mind." "well that was awkward...
good thing we're almost home," she chided herself as
the pair rounded the block and saw the house a little
way down the street on the left.
True to her word, as soon as Kelsey got home, she went
to her room, fetched her towel and went to the
bathroom. Once again, she was careful to leave the
bathroom door ajar a little more than it had been
during her last bath. Next she immediately began
filling the tub. Kelsey wanted to be immersed in the
water by the time Sen passed for the first time on the
way to his room, so she did not pose while stripping,
or even wait for the water to finish filling. When she
was naked, she simply hopped in and sunk down. Closing
her eyes, she waited as the water level slowly rose to
consume more and more of her body. It was a
tantalizing moment when the rippling warm water first
washed over her nipples sending shock waves through
her body, and even pleasant warmth that suffused her
vagina. But still she waited, head resting back on the
rim of the tub and eyes closed.
Several more moments passed before she finally lifted
a foot from the water and flicked the tap off. An
observer would have found the scene boring; Kelsey
however, continued to wait. She was listening for
something. It was soft, barely audible over the steady
"plop, plop," of the continually dripping tap. It was
a muffled footstep on the carpet outside the bathroom.
The thing about leaving the door cracked more and more
was that, while it allowed someone to peer in, it also
allowed a greater chance of detection from within. Sen
must have still been distracted by his melancholy mood
so was not paying attention to being quiet. Whatever
the reason it was exactly the sign that Kelsey was
waiting for.
"Sen, I hear you out there, why don't you come in for
a minute?" Kelsey asked not even bothering to open her
eyes or lift her head.
A startled gasp was her only answer at first, until
the bathroom door slowly slid open and Sen hesitantly
entered the bathroom.
He did nothing else to announce himself, nor did
Kelsey give him a chance to speak. Fixing him with an
unwavering gaze she told him "I know you've been
watching me Sen-"
Horrified he stammered apologies in Japanese reverting
to his natural tongue in this moment of stress.
Smirking to herself and thinking that she had him
right where she wanted, she continued, "And you know
what? I don't think it's fair that you've gotten so
many free shows, staring a naked me, while I have yet
to see you," it was not the strictest truth, but in
his room, that night she had walked in on him
masturbating, had been so poorly lit that she really
could not make out any of the interesting details, "so
here's how we're going to fix that. You're going to go
back to your room, strip down naked, and walk in here
for me."
His hands were wringing together nervously, but he
seemed to be shocked into obedience. Sen left
wordlessly and Kelsey smiled widely. He returned a
minute later, exactly as instructed, and stood just
inside the bathroom door as if attempting to put as
much distance as possible between the two of them.
Careful to hide her prior smile, in case it conveyed
the wrong impression, she studied him. "Sen without
clothes was pretty much the same as Sen with clothes,"
she thought, "He's so thin, and small, and..." she
paused, her eyes making their way down his body, "well
he really is small... But he looks scared, no
terrified, so of course he'd be small at a time like
this."
"You're... You're not going to tell on me, are you?"
he asked in a trembling voice.
It was time to come clean she realized. Repositioning
herself in the tub so that she was both closer to and
facing Sen, she rested her arms on the rim, fixed him
with another serious look and she said "Tell them
what? That I've been leaving the bathroom door open
for almost a week while I shower? Or that I've been
spending my nights recently lying half naked in bed
with their 13 year old son? Ha-ha! Sen, I'm not going
to say anything to them."
Nearly speechless all he managed to say in a cracking,
high pitched, voice was, "Really?"
She smiled warmly at him, "Of course! This is all just
between you and I."
Color began returning to him, he even returned her
smile. "Thanks Kelsey,"
Knowing that his "thanks" had multiple meanings, she
merely nodded, returning her gaze to his manhood. "I
still need to do something about that though," she
decided. Thinking quickly, she had a decent idea.
Repositioning her body, she lifted slightly out of the
water, and came back down so that her breasts rested
on the rim of the tub along with her arms.
Sen, who had still been avoiding her eyes, suddenly
found himself staring at her breasts! This time, it
was not just a simple peak through the cracked door as
she slipped off her shirt, either! There, on the other
side of the bathroom, sat a beautiful girl. Her wet
dripping hair fell passed her shoulders framing the
perfectly round and firm breasts of youth. Best of
all, she wore a look on her face that said quite
clearly, "this is all for you." His jaw dropped and
his adolescent penis sprang to life.
Kelsey smirked and motioned with her hand for Sen to
come closer. Timidly, he inched closer and closer
until his nerve gave out and he stopped within arm's
reach of the tub. His penis angled towards the ceiling
pointing straight out in front of him giving Kelsey
her first glimpse of a non-familial male genitalia. It
looked different than her brothers' and father's, but
she did not know why. Studying it closer looking for
something that did not fit, she noted that for a
person of Sen's size, it seemed very proportional.
With her analytical mind turned on, she thought, "It's
perhaps four inches long, looks thick enough to
comfortably fit in a curled hand, and the tip... wait,
I can't see the tip! What's that called again? Um
circumcision, he's uncircumcised!" Excited with her
discovery, and eager to experiment, her hand suddenly
darted out and attached itself to his shaft.
Sen let out a startled yelp, but made no move to free
himself. Again he looked too scared to move.
Gently, using her hold as a tether, she reeled him in.
When he was as close as he could get to the bath, she
decided that he should join her. Releasing his
manhood, she conjured up her sultriest voice and said,
"Sen, you should get in her with me."
He did not need telling twice. At her suggestion, he
clumsily stepped into the tub. Kelsey made way for
him. The tub was appropriately sized to accommodate
both of them, small as they were, though not without a
measure of constant contact. Predictably, he settled
down on the farthest side from her. The still soapy
water rose to hide most of their bodies from the
other. It lent both of them courage.
Still filled with her earlier curiosity, Kelsey
scooted closer to Sen, while her unseen hand searched
the waters over his lap. Locating his dick with ease,
she used her other hand to clear a line of sight
through the bath water. Relieved to find him still
hard, she looked into his eyes, gently leaned closer
to him, and asked, "May I touch it again?"
Perhaps it was the touch of her breast that came into
contact with his shoulder when she leaned towards him,
or perhaps it was the entire situation of being naked
in a bath with a naked girl, but Sen found that he
could only nod.
With more care than the first time, she reached for
his penis. Watching his face, she gave it a gentle
squeeze. When a soft sigh escaped Sen's lips, she knew
that it was safe to proceed. Turning her attention
back to the submerged penis in her hand, she began to
slowly stroke it. Each time her hand reached the base
of his shaft, his foreskin retracted and she was
rewarded with a glimpse of his glans. She continued
stroking until another small moan came from Sen. He
had his eyes closed and head back, the entire scene
excited Kelsey, and she desperately yearned to massage
her clit.
With surprising will power she resisted, it was one
thing to expose her body; it was another thing
entirely to do something that embarrassing in front of
someone else. Still rhythmically stroking him, she
spoke "Sen, can I ask you some questions?"
Opening his eyes to look at her, he murmured his
assent.
"Why did you look so sad when I first said that I was
going to shower early today? I mean I know you
couldn't have guessed that an hour later you'd be
here, but what was going through your mind?"
"Um," he began seeming flustered. In order to give him
a chance to speak she stopped stroking him, but did
not yet relinquish her hold. He cleared his throat and
continued, "Well I suppose I was hoping that you'd
come visit me after your shower again. I have loved
having you with me for a little bit these last few
nights! And I figured if you showered now, that you
wouldn't pass by my room tonight and come into spend
time with me..."
"So simple! Why didn't I think of that?" she chided
herself mentally before saying "Aww Sen, you know I
like spending time before bed with you too! But you
know just because I bathe now, doesn't mean that I
don't have to, say visit the bathroom before bed to
brush my teeth."
"Yeah I guess," he replied not sounding convinced.
"Oh, Ha-ha! I think I understand, you're gonna miss me
coming by naked, aren't you?"
The sudden twitch of his penis gave away the answer
before he had a chance to respond verbally.
The beginnings of an idea came to her, "Let's make a
deal Sen, we both know we can't do that every night.
We've been lucky this week with your parents and
everything, but luck tends not to last forever. How
about we set up some rules? We can't have your parents
catching us, who knows what might happen... they'd
probably misunderstand, and I could get sent home..."
"You're right," he said shuddering at the thought of
his parents catching him doing what he was doing right
now, "what sorta rules are you talking about though?"
"Well for starters, we should try to go a few nights
without sneaking about after they've gone to bed. They
are not stupid. They're bound to hear us moving around
eventually. It doesn't matter if it's you coming out
to spy on my, or me leaving your room in a towel... "
He frowned at her suggestion but nodded.
"If- I mean, when, we do it again we should change
things up. Like one of us going to bed before your
parents for a change. And perhaps you shouldn't sneak
to watch me every night either. Maybe, if you do sneak
out, you should just slip into my room instead of me
spending all the time in your room."
"Okay," he said sounding slightly less reluctant.
"I know, I know, now that I've pointed this out you
might not want to risk doing it again, but how about
this. If we can make it those nights apart, then we
can try new things like us spending more time together
before going back to our own rooms, or I could be
completely naked instead of in a towel next to you,
or... maybe you could be the naked one," she said with
a wink and a quick squeeze of his cock.
Finally he smiled, "Okay, that does seem fair," he
agreed.
They both lay back against the tub; Kelsey was still
really horny, owing, no doubt, to the fact that she
still clutched a rock hard dick in her hand. She
really wanted Sen to reach over and, "I don't know,
fondle my boobs, or rub my clit, or slide a finger
in..." she thought. But above all, she wanted him to
make that move. If she did it, she feared that it
would be too much like she was doing it to herself.
She knew, however, that right now he simply lacked the
confidence to take any initiative. That would have to
change.
With one last stroke, and a final squeeze, she let go
of his dick. "You know Sen, I knew it, you're not
small at all. When hard, you are the perfect size for
your body!" It would start with compliments to bolster
his self-esteem, "now come one, we can't soak here all
day, we'd prune up, it could give us away. Plus we
need to start some homework."
*
The next few nights were a little tougher without the
evening companionship. On Thursday and Friday Kelsey
had been allowed into the water again during swim
class. On Friday the entire class was assessed to
determine each of their baseline abilities. Kelsey
was, hands down, the best in the class. Her locker
neighbors the busty, Mariko, and the flat-chested,
Kiyomi, were both impressed. They would not drop it.
The whole way back to the locker rooms and throughout
their changing back into school clothes, they both
plied her with so many questions that she took almost
twice as long to change as normal. She was a little
embarrassed by it, but, nonetheless, pleased with
herself.
The three of them were definitely becoming friends. By
that Friday, she had spent a recess with them, and
later that day they had joined Sen and her during
lunch. Sen was very quiet and seemed focused on his
lunch, but Kelsey thought she had seen the girls
shooting glances at Sen. The glances were always
followed by a burst of giggling from the pair. She had
puzzled out that Mariko was a little older than Sen,
but Kiyomi was actually in his class. The unspoken
interactions during lunch left Kelsey with a smile on
her face and wondering what would happen with these
three when the exchange program ended. Still unsure,
she vaguely decided to "work on it" and see where it
led her.
As the school's pool was so heavily chlorinated, she
continued to bathe when she returned. After that
Wednesday, she no longer bothered to close the
bathroom door for these baths. That single, simple,
action cheered Sen up every time. She also smiled
every time she caught his head leaning around the
doorway out of the corner of her eye. To be honest,
she had never had such flattering male attention. Sen,
though unable to resist taking a peak at her, never
took advantage of her. He was quite the gentlemen
about it. She knew that he missed her company at
night, for though she had only spent those two
evenings with him, they were just the leaves on the
stem of the blooming flower that was his affection for
her. Never before had any girl his own age been so
nice to him. She paid attention to him when he spoke.
She made him feel important. And she had a naughty
side to compliment everything else! Kelsey relished in
it all, and wondered if it would inspire any lasting
changes in her when she got back home to America.
The weekend was another matter, with both parents home
it was nigh impossible to flirt with Sen. The family,
deprived of much time during the weekdays, spent so
much time together on the weekend, that the only alone
time she had was while in the bathroom or asleep in
bed. Not that the time spent was bad. Quite the
opposite. They would go on long walks together, or
visit shops or play games, etc...
"It's fun, frustrating, and tiring all at one!" she
thought in exasperation settling into bed alone on
Sunday night.
With a relief, Monday morning arrived allowing Sen and
Kelsey to escape away to school. She could tell that
Sen was trying to ask whether the four nights had been
enough time, but by the time they arrived at school,
he had not managed to get the question out. She was
relieved, because she did not have a tactful answer
for him yet. Parts of her had wanted to join him the
very first night, she been very lonely, but other
parts knew that it would be better to wait a while
longer. So in the end she decided to play it by ear.
In the first block of classes, the unnamed Southern
Boy surprised her. He reminded her that the exchange
class would be taking one of its weekend retreats this
weekend. This time the group would be flying out on
Friday afternoon to the capital, Tokyo. They would be
returning on Monday. It sounded like an amazing
weekend! Some of the native school students had
volunteered to accompany the group, along with their
parents to help out as translators or chaperons. Her
heart raced upon hearing that, but she soon realized
that the Hatas would have mentioned it if they were
one of the families chaperoning them. "I guess I'll
have all weekend to guess his name," she thought as
the class ended for recess, "but poor Sen, I really
think he's starting to have a crush on me. I should
arrange another lunch with Mariko and Kiyomi."
During the break she mentioned the trip to Sen, and
asked him if he or his family were going to join them
on any future trips.
"Um I'll talk to my parents about it, maybe there's
still time to volunteer for one of the later ones."
Bringing it up that way had spared his immediate
feelings; she only hoped that he was indeed not too
late.
Swim class held another surprise for her. She had
emerged early from the locker room with Mariko and
Kiyomi and the swim instructors singled her out as
soon as they noticed her.
"Kelsey, we were really impressed with you on Friday,
had we known that you could swim like that... well no
use for regrets. We talked it over with some of the
other coaches, normally we'd transfer you to the
advanced class, but it's only offerings are during
times when you have you exchange-program classes. So
we thought we'd set something up. Would you be willing
to help out a group of students from our class? It
would give you a bit more freedom, and allow us to
focus on, let's just call them the buoyancy-
challenged, students."
"They want me to give swim lessons? Ugh that's a job
worse than life guarding..." she thought disgustedly,
"it's hard enough managing swim lessons when they are
young children, but instructing peers? People my own
age? Still they sound like they went through a lot of
trouble to arrange this, I should hear them out." "Um
you want me to give swim lessons?" she asked barely
managing to keep the contempt from her tone.
"Well more of just watch them and give hints or advice
if you notice areas that can be improved. For
instance, you'd be free to swim laps with them, we're
all here for exercise after all, and then perhaps
between laps pause to watch their form and technique."
Well that was certainly better, assuming, of course,
that they could manage to actually swim laps. "How
many people?" she asked, almost convinced.
"Just a few, some of the ones who know how to swim,
and who, when we asked, didn't mind doing laps with
you when we discussed it with them. There are about
three at the moment. As time goes on some people will
probably improve enough, though they may prefer to
slack off during class even if it means pretending to
learn how to doggie-paddle for the first time..."
"Alright, I'll help however you want, and thanks a
lot!" Four to five people would not be too bad, and
she would finally be able to do a decent workout. If
worse came to worse, she could show them a few drills
that her swim team used to warm up, they were simple
enough to teach and learn. The instructors walked back
towards the bleachers where they took role every
morning leaving Mariko, Kiyomi, and her alone.
"I'm glad you said 'yes,'" Mariko said, "I'm looking
forward to actually be doing something in the pool
today!"
"Wait a second!" Kelsey exclaimed, "You're one of the
students? Neat! What about you Kiyomi?"
Kiyomi's flashed her a smile, which was answer enough,
and Kelsey knew that this surprise was going to be
fun.
After role, the instructors split the class up. Most
of them they divided among themselves, but Mariko and
Kiyomi joined her. For this lesson they were the only
ones, though that suited her just fine. The three of
them stripped down to their one piece suits and headed
over to the section set aside for laps. Kelsey took
the middle lane with Kiyomi to her left and Mariko to
her right. She told them to start off swimming how
they felt most comfortable. They all got into the
water.
She did a few laps on her own just to work out the
kinks, before pausing to study her friends. Kiyomi
really needed to work on integrating her breathing
with her strokes. Mariko, on the other hand, had
breathing down just fine. In fact, the rest of her
form was pretty good too. The only thing she noticed
that needed improvement was her stamina and speed.
After just one complete lap, she was winded and needed
to cling to the side of the pool to catch her breath.
Well, Kelsey knew of a workout routine that would help
with that problem.
Kelsey made her suggestions at the end of class
telling the other girls that tomorrow they would start
off with a few warm up exercises. The three of them
grabbed their towels and disappeared into the locker
room.
While changing, Kiyomi asked, "So, who is your host
family?"
Kelsey thought that this was a very odd question as
they had had lunch together before, and Kiyomi was
even in Sen's class, supposedly it would have been
widely known in such a small school. "Um, I'm staying
with the Hata's."
"Oh Sen Hata's family!" she said a little too quickly.
"Yeah, Sen, he's a great guy," Kelsey said glancing
over at Kiyomi just in time to see her cheeks turn a
soft red color. "Do you know Sen?"
"She wishes she knew him half as well as you probably
do staying with him all semester!" Mariko teased.
Now that soft red color started to brighten. Kelsey
smiled and said, "You know we're gonna have lunch
together again in a few minutes, if you want to come,"
for some reason saying this tore at her insides.
"We'd love to join you, Kiyomi's only been talking
about a chance like this for a year." Mariko said
smiling broadly.
Lunch was a confusing hour for Kelsey, she was happy
that Kiyomi was getting this chance, but at the same
time she felt jealous. It was a conflict between Sen
being like a little brother to her, and him being
someone she had a crush on. Needless to say, she was
glad when the school day ended and she was walking
home with Sen.
"I think Kiyomi has a thing for you," she blurted out.
Instantly horrified, she stopped and watched Sen
carefully for his reaction.
"Really?" he exclaimed excitedly. When he remembered
where he was and who he was speaking to, he became a
little more subdued. It was another few seconds before
he realized that she had fallen behind, but he noticed
nothing else.
As usual when she got home from a day in the pool, she
really wanted to wash her hair as soon as she could.
She also could not wait to leave the door open for
Sen! In a day thus far full of surprises however, she
should have known to expect another one.
By the time she was ready to draw her bath, Sen had
already gone ahead of her to his room. Expectantly she
stripped and jumped in to the tub. The bath was a
quick one, though not because she rushed it. It was
more out of disappointment. She had not noticed any
signs of Sen, so finished with a heavy dejected
feeling.
Kelsey changed into one of her pre-Japan highly
conservative outfits and went in to do her homework
with Sen. He hardly seemed to need her help today, the
suggestions she had made last week were allowing him
to fly through his problem set. Not understanding why
she was feeling so hurt, she just wanted the evening
to come so that she could escape into another cooking
session with Mrs. Hata.
Her hope was dashed by yet another surprise, takeout.
Somehow it had never occurred to her that takeout
would exist for this family. Mrs. Hata was such a good
and varied cook that there had never seemed any need.
"But she probably likes to have an evening off every
once in a while too," she thought.
That night Kelsey turned in before the Hatas for the
first time. Despite being in bed so early, she lay
awake for what felt like an hour. She was waiting for
something, though she did not realize it initially.
Only when she heard another bedroom door open and
close did she figure it out. She was waiting for
everyone else to go to bed so that she could sneak
into Sen's room! She counted off the doors opening and
closing until the sound of voices diminished to
imperceptible levels and she figured that it was safe.
Clad only in her pajamas, she left her room smiling at
the thought of Sen's expression when she opened his
door. Suddenly Mr. and Mrs. Bedroom door opened and
Mr. Hata stepped into the hallway.
She froze halfway to Sen's room, changed her course
and made as if she were returning from the bathroom.
Feigning nonchalance, she waved and smiled at Mr.
Hata, pausing at her own door to watch him. She was
glad that the hallway was so dim, scantily dressed as
she was. Still Mr. Hata eyes lingered on her as he
passed her in the hall on the way to the bathroom. He
returned her wave and muttered that Mrs. Hata was in
their bathroom.
"Just my luck," she thought tucking herself back into
bed, "hopefully that's the last surprise in store for
me today." Frustrated, she fell into an uneasy sleep.
The next day started better. Mondays were always bad,
it was best to pretend that nothing had even happened.
Morning classes and swim went really well, and she was
feeling exceptionally chipper until somehow during
lunch Kiyomi had brought up the subject of math.
She mentioned that she was having a difficult time in
the class. She also said that she had peaked at Sen's
grade on the last assignment. He had gotten full
marks! "Sen do you think you could help me out with
some of our math homework?"
Sen turned red in the face; he had been a little less
quiet today than before when the two other girls ate
with them. He glanced across the table at Kelsey, and
then said, "Well I was having a lot of trouble with it
too, but Kelsey walked me through it last week, and it
just clicked. She's really good at that stuff, so you
should ask her." He punctuated his statement by
seizing his milk carton to drink from it.
Kiyomi bit her lip still watching Sen. After a few
moments she asked, "Kelsey, could you help me out too
then? Perhaps I could walk home with you someday..."
Sen choked on his milk, Kelsey smiled as he coughed
furiously thinking, "Yes there was definitely
something there, perhaps I should stop flirting with
him, she'll still be here when I go home. But he
certainly does need help." Aloud, to Kiyomi, she said,
"I don't mind tutoring you too, as long as it's okay
with your parents, you should come home with us some
time."
Knowing that this was what the other girl wanted to
hear, Kelsey was unsurprised to see her beaming
delightedly at the invitation. "Okay, I'll ask and get
back to you, thank you Sen," she finished looking back
to him.
The bell for class rung shortly after and the four of
them went their separate ways. Quite apart from any
confusion about where she and Sen would stand, her
final lingering thought about Kiyomi coming over after
school centered on her disappointment about not being
able to wash the chlorine out of her hair, "Of course
if I disappear for a bit leaving the two of them
alone, who knows what would happen?" she thought
triumphantly, "but who am I kidding? He'll never make
such a move. I'll either have to increase his
confidence, or coach her, possibly both."
After dinner that evening Kelsey decided that she
should spend an evening with him to feel out how he
felt about Kiyomi. Thus far he had become fairly
evasive whenever she pressed him about her, but there
would be no escaping her questions if she cornered him
in bed. So after everyone was shut away for the
evening, she determinedly crept to his room. Again,
she wore only her PJs, a pair of striped blue and
white short-shorts and a grey rigged, low cut, tank
top. Inside Sen's room she crossed to his bed without
saying a word, lifted up his covers, and snuggled in
next to him. Sen must have been in a state of near
sleep, because he flinched exaggeratedly when she did
this. Of course, his reaction might have been because
she had never been under the same layer with him
before.
"Hi Sen!" she whispered excitedly.
"I didn't know when, or if, you were ever going to
come back!"
"But I told you I would, we just had to, you know, let
things cool down, I would have come last night, but
your dad almost caught me!"
"He did? Wow. I guess you're right, we did agree on
that, though, I just feared that you didn't like me
that way anymore..." he said with a tone of doubt in
the end.
"Hmm I wonder what he means by that? " she thought in
the back of her mind. In response to his obvious
doubt, she gave him a hug saying, "No of course not
Sen." The hug was a brief one conveying both that she
still was whatever he needed and that she wore no bra
underneath her top. Judging by the way he became very
still, at least one of her messages went through. "So
Sen, I wanted to ask you what's between you and
Kiyomi?"
Unable to escape, though he seemed to contemplate a
number of courses of action, he answered, "We, um, we
went to primary school together, and, uh, I had a huge
crush on her for years. But I never could talk to
her... I was looking for advice online and read
something by an American named Dr. Jan, anyways, she
wrote that I should try to move on. I need to work on
cracking out of my shy shell. If I succeed, then
perhaps I'll be able to work something out with
Kiyomi."
"Dr. Jan, an American, could that be the same person?"
Kelsey wondered thinking of the business card tucked
away in her bag, "well it sounds like we had close to
the same advice, and we may even end up practicing it
on each other, that's such a coincidence!" "She's
gonna come over here you know. I've been thinking a
lot about it. We really need to boost your confidence
for when she's around," she told him and hugged him
again, though this time because she felt proud of him.
This hug loosened, but did not end for some time as
they both pondered in silence. Finally Kelsey spoke
up, "Sen, I'm going to roll over, can you hug me like
this? It's called spooning." She rotated, and
awkwardly he complied, though he stayed as far away as
possible. Not to be denied, she grabbed his arm,
scooted back into him, and wrapped the arm around her
stomach. The contact was enough to set Sen off, though
he was probably at the age that a stiff breeze would
have done the same.
Unseen, she smiled, feeling his hard-on growing
between them. She must have fallen asleep very quickly
because she suddenly found herself in a dream. Like
her fantasy earlier, it seemed to be based on a real
event from her past.
Kelsey was riding in an SUV driven by her mother.
Sitting next to her in the middle row of seats was her
best friend Melanie. In the row behind theirs were
Melanie's boyfriend Grant and his best friend, Lan.
Her heart skipped a beat when she had looked around
and their eyes met. Quickly she looked away. The four
of them were on their way up to Lake Tahoe for the
weekend. Kelsey's aunt and uncle owned a cabin up
there.
The reason for the trip was that Kelsey, Melanie, and
Lan were working on a school group project together.
The project had to do with a grass roots movement
about "Keeping Tahoe Blue." They had wanted to travel
to the source and poke around their library or talk
with some local residents. Grant was along because,
well, with proper parental supervision, it was a
weekend that he and Melanie got to spend together.
By the time they got up to the cabin, night had just
set in. They unloaded the car. It was a cozy two
story, three bedroom, A-frame cabin. Two of the
bedrooms were on the second floor in the apex of the
house. The third, which Kelsey's parents would be
staying in, was on the ground floor. The four of them
hauled their stuff up stairs. The stairwell opened in
the middle of a hallway opposite the upstairs
bathroom. The two rooms were on either end of the hall
approximately equidistant from the bathroom. The one
to the left bore a sign which read "Megan" while the
one on the right read "Garrett."
"These must be my cousin's room's," Kelsey said, "We'd
better take Meg's, I doubt the boys would like to be
in a room probably filled with Barbies and the like,
Meg's only 7 or 8. No to mention what she'd say if she
found out icky boys were in her room!" They all smiled
at that and split up to drop off their stuff. Melanie
finished quickly and could be heard asking Grant if he
wanted to walk around the block before dinner.
"They're so cute!" she said to herself
Unaware that Lan had come in, she jumped about a foot
when he said, without warning from just behind her,
"Yeah, though I feel bad for them, with all the sexual
tension, they just can't get a break. And wow, you
weren't lying about your cousin's, uh, taste, in
decorations."
The room was pink, and seemed to spare no expense when
it came to lace. Of course there were more than a few
Barbies. "You are right, I wish we could do something
about it," she said spinning around to face him. It
was their senior year, a few months after their Spain
trip. Much to her disappointment he was still trapped
in that relationship with that horrid girl Caitlin...
"Yeah well I heard about a Barbie Death Camp
somewhere, I think I was at Burning Man, where they
make a diorama of Barbies dying in various ways... We
could try something like that, but I think we should
spare your cousin's collection, seeing as we're guests
here."
"What are you talking about? Oh! No, not the room, I
meant Grant and Melanie," she exclaimed smacking him
playfully on the shoulder.
He chuckled and imitated rubbing his shoulder where
she had hit him as if to suggest that it had actually
hurt, "Well I was sort of thinking about that on the
way up... it was a rather long drive and I couldn't
sleep so soundly like you did," at this point he stuck
his tongue out at her, it was often like this with the
two of them.
The banter got so intense sometimes that an outsider
might have guessed that they were siblings (or an old
married couple) if not for their drastically different
appearances.
"How about tonight, after dinner, when they are saying
good night, or washing up or whatever, I'll leave our
room with my sleeping bag and spread it out on the
couch down stairs. Meanwhile you'll lock the door on
your bedroom and pretend to be sleeping when she
returns. If all works out well, she'll be forced to
turn to Grant. Since I'll have disappeared, perhaps
he'll offer her the bed while he sleeps on the floor.
It's not perfect but we will have at least gotten them
into the same room to spend the night together!"
"That sounds like it probably could work, but I think
I see a problem for you. There's no couch down stairs.
Just a dining room, kitchen, bathroom, and master
bedroom. So unless you want to sleep on the table,
kitchen counter, or floor down there, I think you
should just move your sleeping bag in here," she
offered tentatively.
"Um, if you are okay with that, then it makes sense to
me."
"Yeah, I don't mind, it's your plan you shouldn't have
to suffer to bring about its fruition."
"It's settled then, I'll meet you when they're both
going about their evening rituals."
The pair went down to help with dinner. It was an
enjoyable evening, all the friends together on a
Friday evening. The stayed up later than Kelsey's
parents, but eventually everyone felt tired and went
off to bed. Right on cue, Grant and Melanie decided to
linger behind down stairs. Kelsey had brushed her
teeth and washed her face already, so she went off to
change into her PJs before Lan arrived. She was
panicking slightly about what to wear. When she had
packed for the weekend, she had not imagined who might
be seeing her just before bed. In the end she settled
upon a pair of bright polka-dotted boxers and a light
blue cami. Then she arranged her pillow and sleeping
bag on her cousin's surprisingly large bed, for a
seven year old.
Kelsey had just slipped into her sleeping bag when the
bedroom door cracked open and Lan stepped in. He was
also in a pair of boxers, they were dark grey with
little soccer balls on them, and a t-shirt, smirking
she said, "Don't forget to-"
"To lock the door, yeah I know," he interrupted
mockingly as he locked the door.
The click of the lock reverberated significantly
around the room, and she felt her heart start pounding
against the inside of her chest. Lan had ducked out of
her line of sight, presumably arranging his sleeping
bag at the foot of the bed. Before her courage failed
her, she cleared her throat and said, "You know this
is a large, huge really, bed, if you want to, well lay
out your sleeping bag up here, I really don't mind
sharing half." He did not answer at first. She feared
that she had not spoken loudly enough. Doubting that
she could summon the nerve to try again, she gulped,
hoping that he was merely thinking.
Finally his response came, "Okay, so long as you don't
kick." He stood up with his pillow and sleeping bag,
and she noticed that he had shed his shirt while out
of sight. Wide-eyed she admired his body. He had an
athletic build, thin and well-toned, but he was fairly
pale-skinned. He seemed to take great care setting out
his pillow and sleeping bag, before gingerly slipping
in. "I guess now all we have to do is wait," he said
in barely more than a whisper.
"You're right, I wonder how much longer they'll be?"
she responded quietly reaching over to turn off the
lamp.
They said nothing as their eyes adjusted, a fair
amount of moon and star light permeated the thinning
curtains, allowing for them to clearly make each other
out from opposite sides of the bed. Kelsey's eye found
his, and she held his gaze. Staring into each other's
eyes revealed that, although there was no romantic
relationship between them, something still deeply
connected them. Perhaps it was nothing more than the
love and trust one might have for his or her best
friend, but perhaps it was more...
Kelsey knew his cool blue eyes very well, in the past
they had had a calming effect on her. If she ever
started worrying about grades, being late, forgetting
stuff, then he would pull her aside, speak to her in
his steady deep voice, and look at her with those
eyes.
Without warning his hand crept out and took hold of
hers. She felt her heart racing again, and could not
help but notice that during his movement, his sleeping
bag had fallen off to expose his bare, broad,
shoulders. Unable to help herself she muttered, "lucky
guys, when it gets hot, like tonight, they can just
take their shirt off..."
He chuckled softly and winked at her, "I'm not
stopping you from taking anything off, you know. But
if you are uncomfortable and want to throw off your
sleeping bag, I can sleep facing away or even back on
the floor," he offered.
"No!" she said firmly, then she reluctantly let go of
his hand and continued, "let me open the window and
see if that helps." She was slightly anxious about
being seen, until she realized that he had seen her in
a bikini before, as her friends were often over at her
house swimming. That thought also gave her an idea,
she wanted boundaries pushed tonight, not merely for
Grant and Melanie, and apparently her PJs were not
enough. So, as she struggled to open her cousin's
window, she also discretely pulled down her boxers and
stepped out of them. "There, now I'm half naked just
like him!" she thought triumphantly, bending to
retrieve them.
When she returned to bed, she was careful not to
reveal what she had done as she climbed into her
sleeping bag. Luckily, he seemed not to notice or
suspect anything. She released a sigh of relief. As
the first cool breeze drifted in, she felt slightly
disappointed, thinking, "It worked. Well now I'll
never know what might have happened otherwise..." Then
she remembered that her boxers were still clutched in
one of her hands. Wanting to vent some of her
emotions, she balled them up and threw them into Lan's
face. "Ha, you're not the only one who can strip," she
teased.
It seemed to take a minute or two for him to puzzle
out what she had said with what had hit him lightly in
the face. "Kelsey," he hissed, when he had put two and
two together, "what are you doing?"
"Leveling the playing fields, like I said, why should
guys get away with everything?"
He laughed, almost a little too loudly, and broke off
abruptly. Both of them smiling, their hands found each
other again. "Well I'm sure you tried, but it's just
not the same, sorry Kels," he said in a mockingly
serious tone.
Feigning outrage she squeezed down hard on his hand
and told him, "What? Is it not good enough? I'd like
to see you remove your boxers in front of a member of
the opposite sex!" She wanted to phrase it like a
challenge, but she feared that she had put too much
"fury" in it.
"You'd like that wouldn't you? Fine, challenge
accepted," and with that he pulled his hand back,
squirmed for a moment inside his sleeping bag, then
threw not one, but two pairs of boxers back at her.
Thinking that they must be two pairs of her own, she
studied them closely. The first, with bright polka-
dots, were the ones she had just thrown at him, and
the second, had soccer balls. "He had actually done
it!" she thought awestruck, "what do I do now?"
"So now it looks like guys are once again winning and
proving how much better it is to be one of us, than
one of you," he bragged reaching one hand towards her
again. She thought he had missed her hand at first,
because his own passed the bed's midline, entered into
her sleeping bag. Abruptly she realized that this was
not the case as he touched her leg, reached a little
further back, and squeezed her butt firmly. His had
shot back to his own side. "Sorry," and he truly did
sound it, "I really thought you had only picked up a
different pair of boxers when you got up."
It was her turn to laugh, "Oh, so do I get to check
you out now? You know, make sure you aren't cheating?"
"No!" he protested quickly, "I mean, um, no, you saw
that I came in here wearing those and carrying only a
pillow and this bag. Besides, I'm still winning this
challenge remember? And as winner I had to make sure
my opponent was being honest."
"How far do I want to take this?" she wondered, "Mel
hasn't even come back yet, I should back off for a
bit." In a defeated sounding whisper she said,
"Alright, you win, pick your reward." Normally, in
their contests, it was something embarrassing in front
of their other friends, like answering to the name
"Chelsea" for a day, or awkward, like not being
allowed to speak during recesses.
Tonight however, he did not specify one of the usual
prices. Instead, he seized her hand again and used it
to pull her closer. When she was close enough to feel,
And smell, his minty breath, he whispered much more
softly than before that, "I think I've earned a kiss."
In the next instant his lips met hers. Although it was
an innocent kiss, it had all of the passion he could
throw into it.
Kelsey was speechless as he pulled his head back.
Being this close and kissing him had made her very wet
down below. Her will broke. Desperately she kissed him
again, this time their lips parted and her tongue met
his for the first time. The kiss continued until they
both had to break for air, which, as a swimmer, took a
long time.
It was his turn to be without words, stammering he
managed to say "But what about... what about-"
She interrupted him, "What about Caitlin? Fuck her,
she doesn't deserve you."
He shuddered, "Uh, I'd rather not..."
Another level of her willpower gave way, "You're
right," she breathed, "fuck me instead." With that she
shoved him away on to his back, tore her cami over her
head, and straddled his hips. Perched atop his lap,
she felt his hardness beneath her. He gave her a
questioning look, as if disbelieving what had
happened. As an answer, she shifted slightly,
adjusting herself. His penis lay flat against him, and
she positioned herself so that it also ran right
between her pussy lips and directly under her clit.
Lan could feel how wet she was, and it shattered
through his final objections. As he pulled her
fervently down for a kiss, she began to rock her hips
along the shaft of his manhood. Simultaneous moans
passed between their intertwined lips.
Lan reached his hands up and cradled her breasts for
the first time. The achievement was almost enough to
break his concentration from the kiss. "I always
thought that more than a handful was a waste. Good
thing I have big hands, because it'd be a shame to
call any of this a waste!" he murmured to her through
their continued kiss. When he began playing with her
nipples, she found them to be more sensitive than ever
before, it sent such maddening tingles through her
that she squirmed unsteadily, interrupting her
previously even rhythm. He noticed what had happened,
smiled, and moved his hands to her hips instead. Once
there, he not only steadied her, but he also increased
her rate. His arms added a strength and speed to her
motions that finally distracted the pair from their
kissing.
Both now focused only on the pleasure and breathing
until Kelsey suddenly clenched her legs tightly on
either side of Lan and fell forward on to his chest
breathing hard. He felt a sudden wash of warmth issue
forth from her vagina, and it was all he could do to
keep from plunging into her right then and there.
Instead, he rested his head back allowing them both to
catch their breaths. Taking time to notice how amazing
her breasts felt, pressing firmly against his chest.
Eventually, she recovered enough to rise up. Lan then,
quite unexpectedly, must have used a modified
wrestling move on her, because she suddenly found
herself on her back, with him leaning over her.
Sensing what was about to happen, her heart pounded
inside her rib cage again. Lan bent to kiss her one
last time before he positioned his head at her
entrance. Not only was she still wet, but all of their
grinding had thoroughly coated him in the process. He
paused, looked down at her with those amazing blue
eyes, and when she nodded, almost imperceptibly, he
began to slowly enter.
With only a little more than the head inside, he
paused again. This time when he looked down at her, he
had that familiar mischievous glint in his eyes. Not
knowing what he was planning, she could not stop her
whimper when he unexpectedly withdrew. She wanted to
shout "No!" or "Come Back," but before she could
summon her voice, he had reversed his motion.
Still advancing slowly, this time he did not stop
until he was about halfway in. Teasingly he backed out
again, and she was still unable to stop her whimper of
disappointment and longing. He took his teasing one
step further this time by exclaiming, "Oh, Kelsey, was
there something that you wanted?"
Her exact response, though imperceptible, was clearly
an affirmative one.
Maddeningly, he looked down at her without moving a
muscle, "Sorry, didn't catch that, what do you want?"
Her throat felt dry, "I," she began in a croak, before
swallowing to restore her voice, "want you inside me,
now!" "There's something to say about making love with
my best friend," she thought as Lan reentered her, "he
knows when I'm being serious."
There was nothing slow or halfhearted about it this
time, Kelsey felt herself stretching to accommodate
him as he suddenly seemed to fill her completely. This
time, it was a sigh, instead of a whimper, that came.
It just felt right. Then he started moving, and it
stopped feeling just "right," it started feeling
heavenly.
In no time Lan was rhythmically pounding into her. The
angle was such that his body still rubbed against her
clit with every cycle. It was wonderful! He picked up
his force and speed breathing surprisingly easy. But
she stopped caring about that. She stopped worrying
about much at all, focusing just on the rising feeling
inside. His penis, slick with her juices, slid in and
out making her moan softly. Without meaning to do it,
her hand wrapped around his back, nails digging into
his flesh, she was close to another orgasm. With one
last powerful thrust...
And it was all gone. Confused, she opened her eyes;
the room was completely dark. She was lying on her
side, her bottom arm under her head, her top arm over
a small hand that was cupping her top breast, and
there was something hard pressing into the small of
her back. It came back to her in a rush, the dream
with Lan, spooning with Sen in his bed, all of it. She
still felt incredibly horny from her incomplete dream,
not to mention wet down there. "Why do they always end
so abruptly? She wondered mentally cursing whatever it
was that had awoken her.
Lying in bed against Sen, she had just decided that it
was time to head back to her room, when she felt his
little hand on her boob squeeze and his penis thrust
against her back. "Ha ha, so that's what woke me up, I
guess I'm not the only one who was having an erotic
dream! Well, I'll try not to do to him what he
unknowingly did to me. Maybe I can even help him
out..."
Trying not to wake him, she removed his hand and used
it to gently roll him onto his back. Sen continued to
sleep in his new position, so she reached a cautious
hand out searching for the hard thing that had been
poking her moments before. Surprisingly, her hand came
into contact with his bare penis sticking out of his
boxers. For the second time in her life, she wrapped
her hand around a penis. It was just as hard and hot
as last time. Though she could only guess in her
imagination, it was also a lot smaller than Lan's.
After a few minutes, when sure that Sen had not woken
up, she began to stroke him. She had never given a
hand job before; even her fantasies seemed to skip
over foreplay. When Sen thrust against her continued
pumping, she figured that she must be doing it right.
Her hand quickened its pace and even gave the cock an
occasional squeeze. Though unable to see, in a few
more pumps, she could tell that Sen was finishing his
wet dream. His body tensed up, and his penis throbbed
in her grasp. Unsure of what to do, she slowed her
pumping, but did not stop until his throbbing had
subsided. "Now it's definitely time to go," she
thought withdrawing a sticky hand, "good night Sen,
hope you made whoever you're dreaming about happy!"
*
The next day Kelsey was careful to watch Sen for any
changes indicating that he had been awake while she
had been giving him a helping hand. Other than being
much happier and more talkative with her, he seemed
unchanged. "Well, that's not exactly true," she
thought watching him interact with Kiyomi at lunch.
The two of them were on the same side of the table and
were speaking to each other. Their dialogue was often
discontinuous, flowing from whatever topic one of them
had awkwardly blurted out, usually Sen, in an attempt
to not let the conversation end. The worst, also most
amusing, was when Kiyomi announced that her parents
said that she could follow them home on Thursday
afternoons to be tutored in math.
"So I can come home with you tomorrow!" she exclaimed
excited looking straight at Sen. Somehow that look, or
maybe her news, managed to knock him out of his seat.
Kelsey could not help herself; she let out a peel of
laughter. The laughter spread, and soon all of them,
even Sen, succumbed to it.
After school on Thursday, Kiyomi met them outside of
Kelsey's last class. As if meeting for the first time,
Sen was shy around Kiyomi the entire walk home. In
fact, Kelsey ended up being the person leading them
home, as Sen tended to walk the wrong way. Eventually
she got them home, and let them inside. Since Sen's
room had only the one chair for his desk, they all
dropped their book bags at kitchen table.
Kelsey looked over Kiyomi's graded homework. It was
pretty good, her main problem seemed to be that she
had either forgotten how to use the quadratic
equation, or forgot it entirely. Unfortunately that
had been required for many of the problems. Over all
she had done badly, but in truth, it was only a tiny
flaw that needed to be polished. After Kelsey
explained this all to Kiyomi, along with a quick
review of the quadratic equation, she cleverly
volunteered Sen to walk her through the problems.
Hovering in the background, she watched as they made
steady progress. Heartened by their progress, she
thought that she should leave them alone. Luckily, a
ready excuse came to mind, "Hey you two keep working,
I'm going to go rinse out my hair. I'll be right
back."
Kelsey was able to retreat to the bathroom with
minimal notice. In the bath, she was torn between
being quick and taking her time. The former would be
the most practical, but the latter would allow Sen and
Kiyomi much time alone. Unable to make up her mind,
her bath finished on the quicker side. It was a good
thing too, because they had not gotten very far in
math, or "other things," on their own.
As soon as she returned, they progressed fairly
rapidly again. Kelsey seemed to be some sort of
catalyst that each of them needed in order to be
around each other. By the time Kiyomi's mother stopped
by after work to pick her up, the trio had finished
reviewing last week's problems and even made a sizable
dent on this week's. There was room for improvement
socially, and she had several suggestions for each of
them.
*
That night, before bed, she packed her backpack with a
weekends worth of clothes and toiletries. The exchange
program would be heading to the airport after second
period. During the walk to class, Kelsey reminded Sen
about the trip. He seemed to sadden for a moment, but,
putting on a brave face, he smiled back at her and
told her to have fun!
The next few hours went by in a blur, one minute she
was practicing her pronunciations, the next she was in
an airport terminal. Kelsey was surprised to find
Mariko in a seat next to her. "What are you doing
here!" she exclaimed excitedly.
"Hi Kelsey! I was hoping to find you. I volunteered to
be one of the 'native students' accompanying the
exchange class ages ago, I've never been to Tokyo to
be honest. I was hoping to surprise you."
Kelsey felt a lot happier about the trip. She really
did like Mariko. The two chatted happily, Mariko,
besides getting to see Tokyo, was also getting to skip
a particularly gruesome chemistry quiz. While talking,
the Southern boy passed their seats on his way to a
food court and mimed a complicated "who are you,
what's your name again?" at her then winked. Kelsey
waved and made sure he saw her sticking her tongue out
at him.
Once he was out of ear shot, Mariko leaned closer and
whispered, "You know Matt!" sounding awed.
"Mattrum! Or Matt for short he'd said, Shoot, I was so
close, I was on Nathan, and would have started
guessing 'M's' next! But I guess I don't really know
him if I've had to guess his name for a week and a
half. He is a nice guy, I think I first started
talking with him when Sen was being picked on by those
guys..." she trailed off remembering the reason behind
that and figuring it should be kept private.
"I'd heard about that from my cousin, she was watching
as you stood up to them all."
"Your cousin? Who is that? Do I know him?"
She laughed, "Of course you do, Kiyomi is my cousin, I
thought you knew."
That should have been obvious, "Guess I'm still
working on my vocabulary, you probably mentioned it,
but I didn't know the word yet. So why did you mention
the Southern-um, Matt?"
Mariko was generally the most outgoing person in the
group, but she suddenly blushed before saying, "Well,
he's in my Chemistry class right after lunch, and he
sits right behind me. In fact, he's my lab partner on
experiment days. On the first day of this semester,
when he walked in, he treated me different. Like a
real person."
"What do you mean?" Kelsey asked starting to see where
this might be heading.
"You know how guys are like around us in swim class,"
she said glancing down at her chest, "most guys do
something similar to me even when I'm not in a swim
suit. But not Matt, that first day I noticed that he
was handsome, and thought that he'd be like other
guys. Instead he behaved very cutely, introducing
himself and having a clumsy conversation in Japanese
with me. I got the impression that he didn't even
notice my boobs!"
"Everything's bigger in Texas," she murmured, but
Mariko heard her and gave her a puzzled looking
expression, "back home, we have this stereotype that
everything in the state of Texas is larger than
something similar but located elsewhere. I suppose
it's larger because their state is one of the largest,
but we have this saying 'everything is bigger in
Texas,' it's just a joke. When I didn't remember his
name I thought of him as 'that Southern boy' possibly
being from Texas. Anyways, what I meant was perhaps
he's used to all sorts of girls back home, so you're
normal to him."
She smiled relieved, "I think I like him."
Feeling that another guy she was flirting with was
being taken away, she returned the smile and asked,
"So you like Matt, and does Kiyomi have a thing for
Sen?"
"Oh God yes, but you won't tell her, will you? Not
that it isn't obvious, but this is one of the few
things that she is shy about. Normally I tutor her in
math, but I refused unless she did something about
Sen. You know how that worked out, she found you as a
new tutor, but it is an improvement with the two of
them together over there."
"In theory, yeah it's a great idea, but when I left
the two of them alone yesterday, I don't know, it's
like they were suddenly speaking different languages,
only when I was there to 'translate' could they
function."
"Have any ideas about how to fix them?" Mariko asked
smirking.
"Well Sen really needs more confidence, I, um, am
trying on that front. I think he needs to feel more
like a man. I have a few ideas left, but they are
running out. Even if he becomes more confident, she
may have to make the first move. He told me he had a
crush on her for years, but now is in the process of
trying to get over it."
"I guess I can try to school her, but I really don't
think I have the experience either."
"Yeah, nor do I, I've never really had a boyfriend,
let alone made many first moves, but I think it's time
for all three of us to learn," Kelsey proclaimed. That
was another side of the coin that Janice had been
describing to her, making the first move, in a new
direction-
The terminal PA system announced that their flight had
begun boarding. Everyone began gathering their
possessions, readying their tickets, and moving
towards the gate. Unfortunately Mariko did not have a
seat by Kelsey, she was a few rows back by the window.
Kelsey had an aisle seat and was amused when Matt took
the seat across from her.
She pounced on him the moment he strapped in, "So
Matt," she started emphasizing his name heavily, "are
you still excited about this weekend?"
"Darn! You finally figured me out. It's about time. Do
you know how tough this has been?"
"Aww, poor little Matt!" she mocked, and they
continued giving each other a hard time for most of
the several hour flight.
When they arrived at their hotel for the weekend, it
was around dinner time. The class was divided into
pairs (they would be doubling up in rooms), given
their room keys, and told when to meet down in the
lobby the next day. Kelsey was excited about sharing a
room with Mariko, but Mariko was ecstatic when Kelsey
asked if Matt wanted to join them in a search for
someplace close to eat dinner. Sometime during the
flight Kelsey had decided to give up any claim that
she had on Matt. Their relationship was rapidly
becoming a lot like hers with Lan. Though that type of
thing was what she was trying to change. Thus she
figured that she should give him a little nudge
towards Mariko, and hope that it all worked for the
best.
Dinner was decent. Mariko started applying her charms
to Matt. It was fascinating to watch, although Mariko
had said she did not have experience making the first
move, she was clearly a natural. The flirting, the
"accidental" touches, the incidental exposures, she
was laying it on heavy. Matt was a gentleman though,
and seemed oblivious to it all. Kelsey was beginning
to wonder if Matt was gay. Mariko, however, seemed to
like him all the more for it. At the end of the
evening, he walked them to their room. It was the
first time that they had seen it, and it was
disappointing. The room was sort of like a cramped
studio apartment, containing: one full sized bed, in a
space that could barely fit it; a toilet, shower, and
sink in one corner; and a small night stand next to
the bed.
Matt looked worried, perhaps he was thinking about his
own situation and having to share a bed with a
stranger and shower or use the toilet in front of him.
Kelsey pitied him. At least she was used to seeing
Mariko nude and vice versa. Sharing a bed and an open
toilet with her would be new, but it was only for the
weekend.
After Matt said goodnight, they closed the doors and
settled in. Because the shower was between the bed and
toilet, it provided a modicum of privacy if the other
person were on the bed while it was in use. Both girls
were similar in that they liked to shower at night.
Something about doing it in the morning and having to
either spend the time blow drying or going out with
wet hair seemed to be a universal annoyance.
Kelsey took out her book and went to lie in bed,
letting Mariko go first. Under the cover of reading,
she studied Mariko again. Her breasts were as full as
she remembered, though seeing them nearly daily had
removed her initial shock. "They really aren't super
huge," she thought, "Maybe only D-cup, but that's
still far above average around her, everything just
seems to be smaller." She dropped the rest of her
clothes and stepped into the shower allowing Kelsey to
turn her full attention to her book.
She really should have chosen a different book if
trying to forget Lan. The two of them took turns
suggesting series for them to read. It had been his
turn, and he had given her a fantasy book by Jennifer
Fallon. The first one had held her spell bound. Thus
far, the second in the series was just as good.
However, it tended to remind her of Lan. If she was
not careful, her mind tended to drift, and thoughts of
him were often similar to her fantasies of late. She
did not understand why she was feeling so horny
lately, "I thought only guys were supposed to feel
like this..."
When Mariko emerged from the shower, Kelsey noticed
something that had eluded her before. Glancing at
Mariko briefly while turning a page, her eyes froze.
The girl was glistening beautifully, with her legs
spread to towel them off. But Kelsey's eyes fixed on a
point where the two legs met, her pussy. It was
completely shaven. The sight felt very sexual to her,
and though she was not remotely interested in females,
she felt her own juices start flowing. Something about
it made her want to see a cock buried to the hilt
inside. With an effort, she forced her eyes back to
her reading until Mariko announced that the shower was
free.
It had been some time since she had taken a real
shower and she quite looked forward to it. Removing
her own clothes, she noticed that Mariko's was
watching her with every bit of the same intensity that
she had just been using on Mariko.
"I wish I had boobs like yours," Mariko said softly.
The comment startled Kelsey so much that she could
only respond with a slack jawed,
"What?"
"You know, smaller and firmer, they don't droop a bit.
Mine tend to hang down when my arms aren't over my
head or when I don't have a bra on. Plus there's the
size of them, you know that they've been this way
since the very beginning? I was the first girl to get
boobs, and guys, not just boys, have been staring at
me ever since..." she explained sounding sad.
Kelsey still did not know what to make of it. The
conversation seemed to violate some social norm, but
she knew that her friend needed to be comforted. She
was not normally a physical person, but all of her
words felt wrong in her mind. She went over to Mariko
and hugged her. The fact that the two of them had
their naked bodies pressed up against each other did
not enter into either of their minds. Standing more
than half a head taller than Mariko, Kelsey felt a
sudden dampness her shoulder.
"She's crying!" Kelsey thought shocked. The hug and
tears jostled proper sounding words into her mind,
"Mariko, you have nothing to be ashamed about. You
truly look amazing. The first time I saw you in the
locker room I couldn't take my own eyes off of you,
and not because of how big your boobs were, but
because of how beautiful you looked, like a piece of
art work. To be honest, when you told me that you
liked Matt, I knew that I could in no way compete with
you for him even if I had wanted to." She hugged her
tightly, and held her, thinking that, "Sometimes
people just need to have a good cry."
After several more minutes, Mariko sobbed one last
time before straightening up and thanking Kelsey. "You
have been such a great friend in such a short time. I
feel like I have known you much longer than I actually
have. But I'm keeping us up too long, go, take your
shower."
"You know Mariko, I think you are very brave, quite
apart from being able to flirt so easily with a guy
you have a crush on, I don't think I could ever shave
or wax myself like you have, I envy you in that sense,
though it seems so sexy for some reason."
Finally Mariko managed a smile. Her eyes were red and
puffy, but she had stopped crying. Before getting in
the shower though, Kelsey watched to make sure that
she was okay. Mariko continued drying off still
looking happy. Afterwards, she climbed into bed and
scooted to the far side. When she rolled away facing
the window, Kelsey felt assured enough to turn on the
shower. She stepped under the hot water and sighed. It
felt amazing, but had to end or else she would use up
all the hot water. So, reluctantly, she got out to dry
off.
Ready to change into her PJs and turn in for the
night, she found out how she had managed to fit all of
her weekend supplies into her back pack. She had
completely forgotten to pack any sleepwear. The notion
of changing back into her dirty cloths made her
cringe, while the thought of putting on clean clothes
she had packed for day use seemed wasteful. So she
hopped into bed naked and thought no more of it.
The next two days were busy. Packed with much walking
and sightseeing and tourist stuff, there was never a
dull moment. Mariko, Kelsey, and Matt spent a lot of
time in each other's company during the day, and even
dined together each night. He laughed at them that
morning bragging about how his room must be a suite,
because he had a queen bed all to himself in a room
separate from the other queen bed. The bathroom they
shared was practically the only common space, it
sounded like the complete 180 of hers and Mariko's
situation. Mariko, unconcerned, merely warned him that
the universe had a way of keeping things balanced.
After that first tearful night, Mariko had been much
happier. The two of them lay awake for hours after
getting in bed on the second night just talking.
Sometime during their pillow talk Saturday night, each
of them had realized that the other was naked too.
Mariko said that she normally slept this way, but
would have brought PJs had she known that the rooms
were going to be like this. Luckily she had paired up
with Kelsey. Also, since Kelsey had forgotten her
clothes and was totally nude, it all just worked out.
On Sunday night things got a little weird. It began
innocently enough. Both of them returned from a tiring
day walking around the sites. You simply could not see
all of Tokyo in two days, but their guides had made
one hell of an attempt. They alternated showers,
packed for the flight in the morning, and then climbed
naked into bed. They lay closer than on the first
night and began talking as soon as the lights had gone
out.
"You mentioned the other day that you have been
working on Sen's confidence, what have you been trying
out?"
Kelsey hesitated, she felt that she could confide in
Mariko about most things, in fact she was talking more
openly with her than with any other person besides the
stranger Janice and her best friends Lan and Melanie.
But she was slightly embarrassed about some of her
efforts.
"Well, I think that if he can get used to being around
girls that it would help. I started off just spending
a lot of time with him, complimenting him, laughing
with him et cetera. Then I started introducing
physical contact, you know, teaching him that girls
really don't have cooties. I'd touch his arm, or
shoulder or take his hand and lead him places.
"It was all going well, but for some reason I decided
to be slightly naughty too. I think I was bored, or
maybe it's because of some advice someone gave to me,
anyways I started not wearing a bra when it was just
him in the house, and now when I'd come into contact
with him, I'd make sure he could feel my boob pressing
against him. I also started leaving the bathroom door
cracked enough to peak through when I took my bath.
Hell! I even called him in once when I was naked under
the bath bubbles and had a conversation with him...
Ha! That's what I've been up to," this was not the
complete truth, but it was close enough.
"Wow, that later stuff actually sounds fun," she said
chuckling, "did it work?"
"I think so, he seems great around me, but like I
said, when I went to wash when Kiyomi was over, he was
back to square one again. Maybe she needs to let him
spy on her or," she started barely containing her
mirth, "or, have a conversation with him while she's
in the bath!" and the laughter peeled out of her. She
was laughing so hard that breathing was forgotten for
a time. When it finally subsided, she was gasping for
air on her side, and was in contact with Mariko for
the length of their bodies.
Rolling on her side to face Kelsey, she caught her own
breath, and said thoughtfully, "You know, that just
might be what's needed, poor Sen, he wouldn't stand a
chance!" Then she seemed to realize that her naked
body was touching Kelsey's naked body. It was not the
first time, but that last hug had taken place during
entirely different emotional circumstances. Now, after
a day of heavy flirting with a seemingly unaffected
Matt, she felt frustratingly horny. Tentatively, she
placed her hand on Kelsey's outer thigh.
The contact sent Kelsey's heart racing and she
suddenly became very wet. "Is this another one of my
crazy sex dreams? Am I asleep? Is Lan going to pop up
and join us?" She pinched her own arm, and in the
process answered no to all three of those questions.
Wanting to make the first move for a change, she
pushed Mariko onto her back. Even though gravity
pulled them down against her chest, Mariko's breasts
were simply too much to ignore. Kelsey moved one shaky
but determined hand over to them and began to knead
them gently.
Every time she came into incidental contact with the
nipple Mariko let out a moan. Encouraged by this,
Kelsey sat up, brought her other hand into action, and
started lightly pinching and playfully tugging
Mariko's nipples. When she felt that Mariko could take
no more, she moved her hand slowly downwards towards
the place she had most wanted to visit this evening.
It was as if Mariko had been expecting this ever since
they had first shared a bed. Eagerly, she spread her
legs. Kelsey felt the smooth pussy lips beneath her
fingers. She really wanted to spread those lips and
slide a finger in, but Mariko deserved more first.
Quickly she located her friend's clit and attacked,
mercilessly. She had Mariko squirming with delight,
her body quivering from head to foot.
Easing up a bit on her intensity, Kelsey listened to
the moans for signs that her friend was close to an
orgasm. It seemed close, but something was missing, so
with her free hand, she reached for Mariko's breast
again. Fondling a certain way with one hand while
massaging another way with the other hand was a test
of coordination, but Kelsey pulled it off. Mariko let
out a long piercing cry of pleasure, flung out her
arms and pulled Kelsey towards her. They kissed, and
Kelsey could nearly feel the echoes of her friend's
orgasm as it washed over her.
Unsure of what to make of the kiss, Kelsey was able to
break it off in the guise of falling back to the bed
to catch her breath. Indeed, Mariko lay right beside
her doing the exact same thing. After resting for a
few minutes, she felt Mariko rising. The girl sat up
and began climbing over Kelsey. Kelsey figured that
she was going to the sink to wash off until she felt
long hair tickling her inner thighs. Without being
told to do so, Kelsey's legs parted making room for
Mariko between them. Mariko lowered her face down, and
in another moment Kelsey felt something warm and moist
brush against her clit.
Mariko, though inexperienced, worked magically. Her
tongue stimulated in ways Kelsey's fingers could not
manage. Steadily she began to lick lower until her
tongue swept over a small opening. It flicked in an
out rapidly, lapping at Kelsey's vagina and making her
lock her legs tightly around Mariko's body. Held in
this position Mariko kept tonguing Kelsey's pussy.
Despite being restricted, she still managed to snake
her arm around so that her fingers could rub Kelsey's
clit. Now it was Kelsey's who was moaning
uncontrollably. She was normally very controlled
during masturbation, but this was a completely new
experience.
Tossing her head back she practically shouted, "Oh my
God Mariko! Don't stop! Please! Don't! Stop!" She
flung out her arms, hands clawing at the bed sheets,
as she felt the sensation inside come to a peak. Over
the course of the next few seconds that peak erupted
in what felt like an eternity of pleasure. Her legs
finally relaxed, freeing Mariko. She gasped, "I've
never had such an orgasm, you are amazing!"
"I only returned the favor," she said winking and then
collapsing next to Kelsey on the bed.
"Yes, Sunday had become very weird indeed," Kelsey
thought. Despite the lingering bliss, Kelsey was
unable to sleep, her thoughts were very confused. They
kept ranging from "What have I done?" and "Does this
make me a lesbian?" to "Janice would be proud," and "I
thought this sorta stuff wasn't supposed to happen
until college." Finally she could not take it anymore,
"Mariko, are you still awake?"
"Yeah," her friend responded still sounding as awake
as Kelsey felt, "why is something on your mind?"
"Just thinking about, you know..."
"Yeah me too. Don't get me wrong Kelsey, it was
amazing, but I don't like girls that way, I just got
caught up, you know. I still like Matt, and want to
flirt with him. I don't know... I was just so horny."
"I feel the same way, but once we started, it just
felt... I didn't want to stop. But now I feel like I
did something wrong," Kelsey could feel her own eyes
tearing up out of shame.
It was Mariko's turn to comfort her friend. Wordlessly
she embraced Kelsey and held her. When the tears began
to flow outright, she said "We did nothing wrong, you
and I. We're two friends that made each other feel
good, really good. "
It took a little bit longer for Kelsey's logical brain
to catch up with her emotional state. She had finally
had sex with someone. Perhaps she was sad because it
had not been with Lan for her first time? This was
exactly what she was told to do to move past him.
Still, she did wish that he was here too. "It did feel
good, and I guess I just realized that we kinda just
had sex, but I thought I was in love with someone
else. For a minute there it felt like I had betrayed
him. I know now that I lost my chance with him and
that things like this will help me move on," she
explained disentangling from Mariko, "not only the
sex, but I meant good friends like you," she continued
quickly.
Mariko smiled, "Well, perhaps we should keep this
between you and I."
"Okay, I think you're right," Kelsey agreed soberly.
"But," she started slowly, "um, do you think we could
do it again?" she asked sounding timid.
Kelsey smiled widely, "Are you coming on the next
weekend trip?"
"Yeah, I signed up for all of them," she answered
sounding confused.
"And would you like to room together then too?"
Now Mariko understood, she returned Kelsey's smile,
and said, "I would love to!"
The two embraced again, and even chanced a last kiss.
With the air cleared between them, both fell asleep
quickly, still embracing.
Over the next few weeks there was no hint of
awkwardness between Mariko and Kelsey. On the
contrary, they seemed to grow even closer. Also, much
to Mariko's delight, Matt became a regular member of
their lunch time group. He was at last starting to
show the effects of Mariko's campaign. A slight gap
appeared between the older three and Sen and Kiyomi,
but this may have been part of Mariko's plan. With the
distracting events of that Sunday night, Kelsey could
not tell how much of her own revealed efforts on Sen
Mariko remembered.
"Has she told Kiyomi to imitate me?" she wondered.
Thursdays were still a challenge. On the second
session after the weekend trip, Kelsey invited Mariko
over to also "study." She had wanted to show the
phenomenon to her friend and get a second opinion. The
afternoon preceded much like the first few sessions.
Sen and Kiyomi were great together when in the larger
company, but what Kelsey and Mariko excused
themselves, the study session just crumbled into
awkwardness.
"I see what you meant," Mariko said the next day, "and
we do have our work cut out for us." They had lingered
in the locker room still changing after Kiyomi had
left. "Maybe we need to get Kiyomi to-" Mariko broke
off looking around to check whether anyone else was
nearby. She smirked when she saw that they were alone,
reached over towards Kelsey, and playfully squeezing
her nipples saying, "Show Sen these!"
Kelsey gasped, and was about to do the same back to
Mariko, but remembered that anyone could walk in at
any time. Still, something about the danger had
amplified the touch and really turned her on! So
instead she focused on what Mariko had said, "I guess
she does remember what I said, oh well," she thought.
"Yeah, but given those two's track records, one of us
would have to be there when it happened. Not only for
her to do it, but also for him to learn the expected
outcome..." she joked.
Once again Mariko took her humor in this area
seriously, "You're right! We do need to be there, I'll
have a talk with my cousin, don't worry. This is a
good idea."
Not all that reassured, Kelsey approached the next few
Thursday study sessions apprehensively. Finally, on
the third, when she had just relaxed her guard, it
happened. This was the seventh math tutor session, but
might stray into some biology review because the two
had a midterm approaching in that class. Mariko could
not make it today, needing to focus on studying for
her own midterm, so Kelsey was third wheel and
catalyst again. She got the two started, staying to
oversee their progress for about a half hour, before
taking leave to wash out her hair.
Starting the tap, Kelsey undressed and stepped in. She
had half a mind to stay in there for hours just to
force them to behave, "No that's not fair, I can't get
frustrated-" but her thoughts were interrupted by a
soft knocking at the bathroom door. Assuming that it
was Sen coming to ask for help with a new problem,
which had happened before, she called out to be heard
over the water, "Come in!"
After a second or two, the door slide open and Kiyomi
stepped in. Surprised, Kelsey's voice was higher
pitched than normal as she said, "Kiyomi? What's up?"
It was not a terribly odd thing, being naked in a
steadily filling bath in front of Kiyomi; both of them
changed daily in front of each other, and that kind of
modesty faded quickly on the swim team.
Kiyomi turned to close the door before replying, "I
think you are right to wash your hair after swimming,"
she walked further into the room then started to take
her clothes off.
Startled, Kelsey practically squealed her next words,
"Kiyomi! What are you doing?"
"Mariko told me..." she started.
"Oh God, what did Mariko tell her? I thought we were
going to keep that to ourselves! What does she expect
from me now?" Kelsey thought worriedly.
"...told me to take a bath after I got here, and that
you should be here too, oh, I'm also supposed, um,"
she broke off and turned, suddenly red in the face.
"What else did Mariko say?" Kelsey asked curiously.
"Well, I'm supposed to leave the door cracked..." she
said in a voice barely audible over the still filling
tub.
Comprehension dawned on Kelsey, "Oh! Yeah, go ahead
and crack the door a bit." When she had done as
requested, Kelsey told her get in.
Nervously, Kiyomi finished stripping and stepped in.
It was no less crowded than it had been when Sen had
joined her; still the water level rose and spilled
into the emergency drain. In relative silence, they
both went about washing and rinsing off. In such close
quarters, parts of the process required the other's
help.
"Kiyomi has very beautiful, long, silky-black hair,"
she noticed when it was her turn to help wash. As she
was finishing, she heard the tell-tale sound of
muffled footsteps on the carpet outside. She smiled
thinking about what was about to happen and said,
"Sen, I hear you out there, why don't you come in
again?"
There was a sharp intake of breath from Kiyomi as Sen
slid back the door. Sen's Jaw dropped when he saw the
pair of naked in the bath. "I don't know what he was
expecting, but it wasn't this," Kelsey thought
laughing. The laughter bubbled through her body making
her breasts jiggle and the water lap against the sides
of the tub. This sight distracted Sen, but his
attention quickly returned to Kiyomi. As she had been
having her hair rinsed by Kelsey, she was completely
exposed to his eyes. "For a first look, he couldn't
ask for more," she thought, remembering the first time
she had seen Kiyomi's slender body with her small,
pert, breasts.
Knowing what to look for, she noticed the first
twitching in Sen's pants as his penis reacted to the
sight. Feeling wicked, she asked, "So what did you
need Sen? Or did you just come into gawk at us
bathing?" Sen turned redder than she had ever seen on
him before and laughed. Kiyomi could not help herself,
she started laughing nervously too.
Oddly, that one incident was all it took to break the
ice for them. From then on, they could work on
homework, even when alone, or just hang out together.
There was even talk in the pipes of adding an extra
tutor day to the week, at least that was what they
would tell their parents it was. Kiyomi kept teasing
Sen about when she was going to be able see him naked.
Each time, he would laugh it off, not even turning
red. She had continued to rinse her hair out with the
door ajar when she was over, but was generally alone
on those occasions. As more time passed, she started
to doubt that Kiyomi was entirely joking.
Two weeks after the incident, during the week of the
exchange program's second weekend trip, Kiyomi corned
Mariko and Kelsey after swim class. "I know you two
somehow arranged all of this," she hissed.
"You can't prove that!" Mariko protested.
"I'm not angry! I just want your help with something."
"Okay, what's up?" Kelsey asked cautiously.
"Sen! What else?"
"So, what do you want us to do?"
"It's really only fair, I wanna see him naked!"
"Oh crap, Sen's probably still sensitive about
that..." Kelsey thought, "We'll try, it might take a
little bit."
After Kiyomi left, anxious to join Sen for as much of
lunch as she could, Kelsey thought that it was time to
come clean with Mariko. She started off with the truth
behind the boys teasing Sen and included everything,
her night time visits with him, the hand job, the
shared bath, everything. The story took most of their
lunch period. At times Mariko looked deadly serious,
at others she was smiling or even laughing. She did
not interrupt the story, merely reacted, though she
doubtlessly had many questions.
"So, you can see why it might be difficult to arrange
what Kiyomi wants," Kelsey said wrapping it all up.
"Yeah, but still I was working on something while you
spoke, it combines a few different parts, like him
looking normal when hard, and the bath, and the hand
job, with some new things..." and she used up the rest
of their lunch explaining her idea.
The next day was another Thursday, meaning that Kiyomi
would come home with them after school. During swim
class, Kelsey told her that they had come up with a
plan for this afternoon. She was careful only to tell
her the parts of Mariko's plan that were relevant to
her, just in case. Kiyomi smiled and said it sounded
fun; she would indeed like to spy on him for a change!
At home, once Kiyomi had left to take her turn in the
bath, Kelsey watched Sen carefully. She was positioned
close to him and occasionally took small drinks of
water from her glass. When he seemed ready to make an
excuse to go peek at her, she purposefully spilled a
rather large glass of water on him.
"Shoot, I'm sorry Sen, I'm such a klutz sometimes, why
don't you go change, I'll wipe this up," she exclaimed
trying to sound innocent.
With an unreadable look on his face, he went to
change. Half a minute behind him, she followed. When
she passed the bathroom, she heard the water filling,
and rapped softly on the shut door. Smiling to
herself, she continued on to Sen's room. Outside his
bedroom, she prayed that she had allowed enough time
for Sen to begin changing, before letting herself into
his room without knocking.
"Yea!" she thought upon seeing Sen. He was standing by
his bed wearing only boxers, apparently debating
whether they were wet enough to warrant changing as
well. He had made up his mind to shed them when he
noticed Kelsey standing there.
"Yeah you should probably change those too," she said
as if her opinion were being sought. Without waiting
for him for him to speak, she pushed him onto the bed
and tugged his underwear off. He tried to protests but
she stalled him saying, "I feel bad for what I did and
was hoping to make it up to you!" Without warning, she
placed her hand over his recently liberated penis and
gave it a slight tickle. It responded instantly,
swelling to its full size even as Sen tried to voice
his objections. Interrupting him again, she pulled a
pillow case off his pillow, and told him that he
needed to cover his eyes before she would continue.
Being a teenager, not to mention a guy, he was still
uncooperative, so she had to blindfold him herself.
Once thus subdued, she forced him flat on his back
again. His cock stuck up like a flag pole, well a
slightly angled flag pole, and she could not resist
wrapping a hand firmly around it. Up until that point,
she had been careful to keep herself between Sen's
naked body and the door. Now with one hand on Sen's
member, she motioned with the other at the door.
At her wordless signal, the crack in the door widened
enough to allow Kiyomi to silently enter. Her eyes
were wide, and her mouth was hanging open as she
approached. Smiling, Kelsey began to pump Sen's cock.
Not only did this placate him, as he had been reaching
for his blindfold, but it also made Kiyomi crack a
small smile. With her free hand Kelsey mimed an offer
for Kiyomi to take over for her.
Kiyomi's smile widened still further, though she
nodded without hesitation. Kelsey motioned for her to
sit on the edge of the bed, then removed her hand.
Nervously, staring at the engorged penis as if
expecting it to bite her, she reached out and grabbed
it. Her touch was fencing, she seemed constantly ready
to withdraw at the slightest provocation. When nothing
adverse happened, she slowly began to stroke his
shaft. Another smile blossomed on her face when Sen
let out a soft moan in response. His reaction
reassured her, and she began to move with more
confidence.
"Sen's moaning more for her than he ever did for
me..." Kelsey thought feeling a flash of jealousy. As
she recognized the regrettable emotion, she decided to
let it work for her, "I need to be more daring
anyways."
Placing a hand on Kiyomi's arm, she stopped her mid
stroke. In this position, Sen's foreskin was
retracted, exposing his head. The sight caught
Kiyomi's eyes, and she drank it in forgetting that it
had been Kelsey who had stopped her. Kelsey's reason
became abruptly apparent as she bent over Sen and
licked his exposed glans. After her first taste, she
hesitated only a moment before taking his member into
her mouth. Sen shuddered with pleasure, and Kiyomi
gasped in surprise releasing her hold on him. "For the
first time I have a penis inside of me," she thought
awkwardly bobbing her head up and down, "true, this
isn't quite what's meant by that, but still... Jeez
it's hot!"
As it was her first time, she had the strongest desire
to experiment. First she tried to fit all of him in
her. The task was surprisingly easy! "I didn't even
gag!" she thought triumphantly. Sen certainly seemed
to love being deep-throated! Next she brought her
tongue into play. It was difficult to coordinate, and
she realized that she probably would not have time for
it now as Sen started shuddering as he had that one
night right before erupting. "I don't think I'm quite
ready for that," she thought pulling off him with a
slurp. She wiped her mouth off with one hand and
motioned for Kiyomi to take over again.
Kiyomi seemed about to go down on Sen too, but lost
her nerve at the last minute. Instead she began to
jerk him off again. His cock still glistened with
Kelsey's saliva pleasantly lubricating and speeding up
the process. Soon, Sen was arching his back, already
restored to the point he had been before his blow job
had abruptly ended. Kelsey knew that he was close and
watched Kiyomi instead, hoping to see her reaction. It
happened almost instantly after Sen let out a cry of
pleasure.
Kiyomi's eyes widened in surprise, and her jaw
dropped. It was enough for Kelsey, she bent in close
and told her that she needed to be away to the bath
before he returned to his senses. Snapping out of her
surprise, she let go and fled for the bathroom,
careful to close the door softly on her way out.
Kelsey took over milking the last drops of cum out
still bubbling out of Sen's hard cock. Unable to help
herself, she smiled wickedly thinking, "We're not done
yet!"
Sen lay there, still tightly blindfolded. He had a
long track of cum on his chest trailing all the way
back to his slowly softening penis. "Come on Sen, we
need to go clean up before you can put clean clothes
back on." Without bothering to untie his blindfold,
she stood him up and led him to the bathroom.
For the second time today, Kelsey forced herself into
a room that she knew contained an unsuspecting nude
person. Inside Kiyomi stared speechlessly from the far
side of the bath as Kelsey guided Sen into the tub,
stripped herself, and joined the two of them. Only now
did Kelsey reach over to untie his blindfold, and
allow Sen to finally piece things out. What a surprise
it must be to suddenly find one's self naked in warm
soapy water between two similarly naked girls...
Enjoying the flustered look on Sen, Kelsey inclined
her head towards Kiyomi as she said "Sorry for barging
in on your bath, Kiyomi. I spilled something on Sen,
and then he made a mess while changing," she winked
quickly at her, "so I said that he probably needed a
bath. I figured you wouldn't mind. You don't do you?"
Kiyomi had smiled at the double meaning, and said,
"Sure I don't mind helping him get clean!" She reached
through the water towards Sen as Kelsey did the same
thing, though with a bar of soap. Together they
scrubbed Sen, paying special attention to his chest.
Well Kiyomi was also paying a lot of attention to
something else, but Kelsey let her have that all to
herself this time. "She doesn't seem to mind his size
at all," she thought knowing that Kiyomi was playing
with a soft member, "it's actually fairly cute! He was
so worried about nothing."
Sen summoned the will to speak and asked, "Why is it
that you always get to play with me, when is it my
turn?"
"He has a point," Kelsey conceded, "and I don't mind,
if Kiyomi doesn't mind!" She took her hands away,
returned the soap to its holder, and rested back
against the tub. Kiyomi smiled, withdrawing her hands
as well, though not without one last playful caress.
As she too rested back, Kelsey said, "I don't think
she objects either Sen."
Sen was like a kid in a candy shop, and he did not
know which way to jump first! Taking pity on him,
Kelsey caught Sen's eye and motioned towards Kiyomi
who had her own eyes closed and was biting her lower
lip. He nodded understanding her meaning, and scooted
closer to Kiyomi. The first thing he did was quite
unexpected. Watching Kiyomi biting her lip, he leaned
close to her and kissed her. When he broke the kiss,
not only were her eyes wide open, but she had also
stopped biting her lip. The next time he kissed her,
she returned it. During that heated kiss, "Their
first!" Kelsey thought, Sen moved his had to cup
Kiyomi's small breast.
Kelsey watched for several minutes as Sen and Kiyomi
kissed. He thoroughly felt her up throughout the kiss,
but when he braved himself to move his hand downwards,
Kiyomi's nerve failed her. She pulled away from Sen,
laid a gentle hand on his arm stopping his progress,
and said, "I think you've been ignoring Kelsey,
wouldn't you like to compare and contrast us?" There
was a mischievous quality to the question, but Kelsey
was surprised that she heard no trace of jealousy in
it.
"Oh, right," he moved closer to her, "Sorry Kelsey."
"Don't worry about it Sen, you looked like you were
having so much fun," then she whispered, "by the way,
you did good."
Flushed by the praise he embraced her in a tight hug.
They had been nearly this close while naked before,
though Kelsey could tell that Sen was a little
reserved about doing anything in front of Kiyomi.
"Don't worry Sen, you don't have to do anything," she
said in his ear.
"But I do want to, being this close to you has made me
hard again" he murmured back.
She smiled feeling better, "Later then, I should teach
you some things for Kiyomi's sake anyway,"
"You promise?"
"Of course Sen, in fact, you should sleep naked next
week, because I won't be able to sneak over until
after the weekend trip and I wouldn't mind you ready
and waiting just like this," she teased indicating his
penis.
Heating in the face, Sen said, "Thanks Kelsey and I am
sorry,"
Raising her voice, Kelsey said so that everyone could
hear her, "You know, I think you had more than enough
play on Kiyomi, plus I'm getting all pruney, we should
rinse off and get out." Both of the others were
visibly relieved by her excuse and seized upon it
immediately.
As the two toweled off, Kelsey covertly watched the
way they interacted. Sen was a, well no other word
came to her mind, complete gentleman. He got out found
her a towel, handed it to her, offered her a steadying
arm as she climbed out of the tub, then averted his
eyes until he was dry enough to retreat to his room.
The entire scene made Kelsey smile, but at the same
time feel slightly sad. It confused her that she could
not figure it out, so she pushed it from her mind for
the present.
*
The next weekend trip was to Tokyo again, but this
time it was to be less touristy, and more involved
into Japanese politics. Sen had not managed to get in
on this trip, but had announced that he would be there
for the third one next month. It cheered him up only
slightly as he waved goodbye to her at the beginning
of the first period.
In the airport Mariko and Kelsey had to pretend to
dread staying in the same hotel and room as Matt
teased them relentlessly about it. Eventually they
told him, quite truthfully, that it had not been as
bad as he thought.
This made him laugh loudly, "Well perhaps I did not
get a decent look at it last time, if you are stuck
there again, I'll have to come back and see it
properly. It'd be nice to get to tease you both in
person!"
As it turned out they were not in the same hotel, they
were not even in the same part of town. When Kelsey
and Mariko arrived at their room, they were almost
disappointed to see that it had two twin sized bed,
and a separate room for the toilet and shower. Matt,
who had followed them to their room hoping for a
chance to give them a hard time, could not understand
why they suddenly looked so glum. Shortly after he
said good night and went off to find his own room.
When he was gone, Kelsey had a suggestion to improve
their situation, "What if we were to, you know, push
the beds together?"
Mariko smiled, "I like that, can I add a rule too
then?"
"Sure, what did you have in mind?"
"Well, as long as we have nowhere else to go for the
evening, like right now, how about we aren't allowed
to wear anything!" Without letting Kelsey respond, she
pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the
floor.
"That sounds good, because I didn't bother packing any
PJs again," Kelsey said joining Mariko in stripping
off her clothes. Both felt very free in their nudity
as they pushed the beds together. Knowing that they
had an early day the next morning, they only teased
each other briefly before settling down for sleep.
The group of students rose early the next morning.
Most of them were still somewhat asleep as they were
herded through the maelstrom that makes up any
nation's government. By the end of the first day's
tour, Kelsey still felt very confused by how a unitary
parliamentary democracy and a constitutional monarchy
were supposed to work together effectively, but
obviously it was working for Japan.
Because the group had been up so early, they were
allowed an early night and promised a later morning
the next day. Matt kept telling them that it was great
news, as it meant they could have a night out on the
town! Kelsey and Mariko had others idea, though Mariko
liked the idea of a night with Matt. Kelsey
compromised by offering to accompany them out for a
little while before coming up with an excuse to return
early.
"Are you sure," Mariko asked very tempted.
"Of course, as long as you are back before I fall
asleep, you will owe me after all," Kelsey assured her
smirking.
True, the legal drinking age in Japan was 20, but the
three of them found a Sake Bar that did not seem great
at reading foreign passports. They ordered Sake for
themselves, along with dinner, and covertly split
their drinks with Mariko. Kelsey was the only one who
had never really drunken before, so even drinking less
than the other two, she still had a pleasant buzz by
the time dinner was over. Deciding that it was time to
come up with her excuse to leave, she winked at
Mariko. Both insisted on walking her to the hotel
before setting back out.
When she got back to their room, she leaned against
the door for support while she thanked them. Without
warning, the door gave way behind her and she toppled
into the room. Laughing the Matt and Mariko helped her
to her feet.
"I guess the doors as bad as your old room was, did I
tell you I got my own room this time?" Matt said for
probably the fifth time.
They closed the door behind them and Kelsey fumbled
her way into the shower. She took a long shower, only
turning the water off when it started to lose its
warmth. Stepping naked from the shower, she was
surprised to see Mariko already lying in bed.
"Why are you back so soon?"
"Soon? Wow you must have been in there for some time,
true it's only been an hour, though we found another
bar that let us in... but both of us were kinda
worried about you, so we headed back after only a few
drinks."
"Oh, is that all?" Kelsey asked still feeling the
effects of alcohol on her judgment.
"Not quite," Mariko replied tossing back the covers to
reveal her nude body.
Kelsey bounced across the room and flung herself onto
the bed next to Mariko. "You sure you don't wish to
shower first? There's just something about the way
water gleams on your skin that turns me on!"
"Ha ha, since you insist!" she said rising. At the
bathroom door, she looked back towards Kelsey with an
evil glint in her eye. Quickly, she darted back to the
bed, large breasts quivering as she moved, and slapped
Kelsey sharply on the ass. "That's for making me
wait," then she disappeared behind the bathroom door.
The following shriek of "Cold!" was more than enough
revenge for Kelsey. When Mariko reappeared, she
immediately noticed the effects that the cold water
had had on her. Her nipples stuck out impressively,
and Kelsey licked her lips eagerly awaiting her
friend.
Suddenly the room door fell in on itself again. This
time it was Matt who tumbled in every bit as
gracelessly as Kelsey had an hour earlier. Hastily he
picked himself off the floor staring wide eyed at the
scene before him. Kelsey was lying on the bed,
squeezing her breast with one hand while the other was
frozen in air over her pussy. Mariko had turned to
meet the disturbance and was standing feet from Matt.
"Um, I wanted to make sure Kelsey was alright..." he
said lamely.
Mariko looked questioningly back at Kelsey, who nodded
smiling, before saying, "Well don't just stand there,
close the door!"
Still stunned, he nevertheless did not need telling
twice.
"Oh, and before you join us, why don't you turn off
the lights," Mariko added from bed. Both girls were
now hidden beneath the covers.
Matt did as he was told again thinking somewhat
clearer now that their tempting bodies were out of
sight. In nearly complete darkness they could hear him
stumbling his was towards them.
"I knew you didn't like having a room all to yourself
Matt," Kelsey teased. She could make out his shape
settling at the foot of the bed. Leaning toward
Mariko, she whispered "I really think he's overdressed
don't you?"
"I quite agree," she said aloud.
Together, they pinned him down tearing at his clothes
until, "Alright, alright, I get it, don't ruin my
shirt! I only have so many things with me."
Chuckling they let him up. Kelsey made quiet cat-calls
as he stripped. "He's certainly taking his time, and
luckily he gets to hide in the dark, I can barely see
him. I wonder if I can reach the night stand lamp? He
did get to see us after all, it's only fair." Sitting
back in bed, she stretched for the lamp switch. As she
managed to turn it on, light filled the room
illuminating his nearly naked body. Abruptly, she was
awoken from her dream by the room door shutting.
"Shoot, sorry if I woke you Kelsey," Mariko said
softly.
Realizing that she must have fallen asleep after
returning early from dinner, she pretended to still be
asleep. She knew it was not Mariko's fault, and truly
hoped that her friend had enjoyed herself tonight with
Matt. All the same, she could not help from cursing in
her mind, "Just as it was about to get good! Why does
this always happen? It's like someone up there is
working against me! I hope they at least made out or
something!" then less bitterly, she wondered, "when am
I going to actually live out one of these fantasies I
keep dreaming about?"
*
The rest of the weekend was great, though tiring. The
girls had never been able to find a chance to repeat
what they had done during the last trip. Kelsey
learned that after dinner Matt and Mariko had gone
dancing with a few other people from the exchange
program. The night had ended with a kiss; Matt was
still being quite the gentleman, much to Mariko's
frustration.
Sitting together on the flight home, she told Kelsey
that if he was still like this on the next trip, and
if they still did not get a chance "play like before"
that she would take Kelsey's help in seducing him.
Kelsey laughed, wondering how much like her brief
fantasy that would be. In the end, they both agreed
that if nothing else worked out, they would both be
happy as long as their room was better than his next
time.
Kelsey did not admit it to Mariko, but she felt more
sexually pent up than ever before. Remembering her
promise to Sen, she began thinking of what she wanted
to teach him. By the time she arrived home from the
airport Monday afternoon, she had a busy night
planned. She had decided that she wanted Sen to be her
first!
In preparation, she made a few changes to her
afternoon ritual. For starters, she took a bath before
Sen even arrived home from school, and she did so with
the door firmly closed. She had wanted to do this for
some time, ever since that evening with Mariko in the
hotel. Trimming and shaving took some time as it was
best to do slowly and with great care. It had been
years since she had grown her first pubic hairs, and
seeing herself clean shaven and hairless again
reminded her of all the other changes that she had
gone through during that time.
The bath lasted so long that she had needed to reheat
the water several times. When she finished, she
toweled off and changed into one of her conservative
outfits. "I need to play it safe tonight and arouse as
little suspicion as possible," she told herself.
Sen had arrived home during her bath, and, after
changing, she went out to catch up with him. He was
happy to see her, speaking at length about how his
weekend was, about how the school she had missed was,
and about how he could not wait for next month when he
would finally get to go on a trip. As they talked the
afternoon away, they were able to work on a little bit
of homework, if only to appease Mr. and Mrs. Hata.
Around the time his parents were due back, Kelsey had
started in on the dinner's prep work so that when Mrs.
Hata returned, they were able to jump straight in on
the actual cooking. Dinner was enjoyable; the initial
language barrier had largely disappeared, making for
more and more social meals. Still, Kelsey could not
help from having dirty thoughts as she stared across
the table at Mr. and Mrs. Hata. Things like, "I'm
gonna make your son a man soon, is that alright?" or
"Sen's going to be the one who pops my cherry, how do
you feel about that?" kept floating through her mind.
"It's a good thing I can't translate those things
yet," she thought smiling at the mischief.
After dinner, she told them that she wanted to e-mail
her friends and family. It was one of the few things
that she still did in private. The Hata's had a fairly
decent computer in their office. It was easy to switch
it to the western keyboard and settings that were
remnants of Sen's sister who had trained on them prior
to her marriage and emigration. Kelsey did not really
have to send any e-mails, she had used the free time
Sunday morning to jump on the hotel computers. What
she really wanted to do was research.
She loaded her favorite search engine and typed in
"What to expect when losing my virginity." Phrasing it
this way only brought up a modicum of porn related
sites. They were easy to avoid, as they contained key
words like "Anal Virgins meet massive black cocks!"
and the like. She instead honed in on the ".org" and
".edu" sites, which did exist. "You really can find
anything on the internet," she said chuckling.
She had had her doubts about turning up anything
useful during this search. She opened a few of the
links as new tabs and began skimming the first. After
an hour, all the time that she had allotted herself,
she was familiar with all the common advice. Much of
what she had read told her not to expect it to last
very long, which was good, because many sites also
mentioned that there could be some pain or soreness
involved for the girls. Fervently she looked for ways
to avoid it, and came away with a new appreciation of
lubrication, going slow, and having the girl be in
control.
When she logged off, she made sure to return the
computer to its original hardware and software
settings. She was careful to reset both the internet
site history and the search history, but figured any
more was unnecessary as the Hatas were not extremely
tech-savvy. The rest of the family was in the family
room reading. When the family read together like this,
it was normally one of the last things they did before
turning in for the evening. Rather than join them, she
went to her room to read in bed.
She found the Fallon book, changed into PJs, and
climbed under the sheets. After only a few pages, she
realized that it was hopeless. Her mind was racing too
much to focus on the story. It was full of thoughts
about what she hoped to do with Sen. She was not
exactly having second thoughts, but she still wished,
deep down, that it could have been with Lan. "I guess
if I ever get another chance with him I won't have the
horrible first time with him, that'll be out of the
way and everything..." she rationalized.
The sound of several footsteps in the hall interrupted
her train of thoughts. The Hatas were going to bed!
Shortly after, she heard Sen's door close. It was all
enough to force her mind back onto the story. In a few
pages, she reached the end of a chapter. Having an
idea, she skipped forward to measure how long this new
chapter was. It was not too much longer, and she was
at an interesting point in the story. So she decided
that she should wait a while for everyone to fall
asleep, "I'll just finish the next chapter," she
murmured to herself. By the end of that chapter, she
was so caught up in the story-and perhaps she was also
dreading what would happen when she put the book down-
that she kept right on reading.
Kelsey was lost in the story until a glance at the
time while turning a page jolted her out of bed.
"Everyone's definitely asleep by now," she thought.
Adrenaline rushed through her leaving her feeling
fearless, it was time for the next part of her plan.
Used to creeping through the hallway at night by this
time, she had no difficulty making it into Sen's room.
Once inside, she dropped her clothes to the floor by
the door and crossed to Sen's bed. "I hope he
remembered what I told him to do this week," she
thought gingerly easing herself into bed next to him.
"Sen, you should wake up, you have company, and we
have much to do tonight!" she said softly into his
ear.
He responded at once, "Kelsey! I didn't think you'd
come tonight!" He rolled on his side towards her and
immediately came into contact with her naked body.
Surprisingly he showed hitherto unseen initiative,
"And you came dressed just like me," he murmured
pausing to kiss her once before asking, "May I?"
"Sen, I'm impressed, you really must have missed me!"
"Well I still feel really bad for ignoring on
Thursday..."
"Ha ha! Don't feel bad, I told you, you did a good
thing for Kiyomi. Now put your hands on me already!"
Not needing further invitation he eagerly placed his
hands on her breasts. "Yours are so much bigger than
Kiyomi's," he said in awe.
"Yes, but that doesn't make them better, worse, or
anything else than hers, remember that Sen. Just
because someone is born with genes for different sized
anatomy, doesn't mean anything about who they are
inside." She hoped he understood that she was
referring to his penis insecurity more than hers and
Kiyomi's breast size.
"I like them both," he said.
"Nope, guys are very dense," she thought, "Oh well,
let's see what we can teach him tonight."
She kissed Sen, it felt rather like the kiss she had
shared with Mariko, one between friends, rather than
one between lovers. For the next few minutes she
talked him through kissing and fondling and
stimulating her nipples. It was rather fun, and much
more rewarding than tutoring him in math or science
had been.
"Okay Sen," she began, stopping him in the middle of
sucking and lightly biting her nipple, "I think you've
mastered that. It's time to add some new elements."
She found his hand under the sheets and led it down to
her wet pussy, "before, your mouth was busy, either
where you just had it or kissing, and you may have
noticed that your hands were wastefully free. Should
you want to put them to use, this is one way."
Under her guidance, he located her clit and quickly
found out how much pleasure rubbing it brought her.
Delightedly, he worked on paying her back for all that
she had given him. She writhed in pleasure and lost
track of time. Finally, she could take no more, it was
too intense.
"Sen," she gasped, "please, give me a chance to
breath!" He eased up on her, obviously pleased with
himself. "But don't go, you're not done yet," she told
him as started to withdraw his hand. Again she took
control of his hand, guiding it lower and lower, until
"Right there Sen, be gentle though," and then she let
go of his hand.
Sen once more proceeded with care. He slowly slipped a
single finger into her slick cleft. Kelsey moaned in
delight as he slowly advanced it further and further.
When she masturbated she could do exactly what would
get her off, but there was something amazing about
having it done to her for a change. After allowing Sen
some time to explore-and some time for herself to grow
accustomed to his presence-she said, "Sen, can you put
in another finger?" He complied without hesitation
again, and when he developed a comfortable, though
slow, rhythm, she told him, "You can go faster Sen,"
she sighed deeply, "just like that!" She pulled Sen's
face back into her bosom and laid back to simply enjoy
the combination of feelings.
It was like a pleasurable massage, until Sen took the
initiative and started massaging her clit again with
his other hand, then it became amazing! Stroking her
inside and out had her gasping. She had to bite down
on her hand to stifle the involuntary, loud,
exclamations. Arching her back she knew that she was
close. Sen slipped in a third finger and it was all
she needed. Her internal muscles clamped down on Sen's
fingers as she came.
Kelsey collapsed limply onto the bed thinking, "Well I
hadn't expected that!" she was smiling widely feeling
very tired. Pleasure still rippled through her body,
but her mind was set. "I had been planning on do this
later in the week, but he earned it, he a fast
learner!" she thought before saying, "Thanks Sen,
you're a natural!"
"Kelsey, you've changed," he told her snuggling in
next to her.
She could feel his stiff member pressed against her as
she asked, "What? What do you mean?"
"Um, never mind," he said sounding embarrassed.
Knowing she would not get much more out of Sen, she
summoned enough will to move from her comfortable
position. "So, maybe you noticed last week, how Kiyomi
reacted near the end of our bath. She may not have
been ready for that yet, don't rush her, but when she
is ready, you need to do just what you did tonight."
"I will," he promised.
She nodded, threw back the sheets, and said, "Last
week, what I did to you before the shower," she
grabbed his still hard penis and stroked it a few
times, "you know this," then she lowered her head to
take his penis in her mouth again. She twirled her
tongue around the head a few times before continuing
with, "And that, but there's still a few things left
before I turn you lose on Kiyomi." With that she threw
a leg over Sen and climbed onto him.
She hovered over him, guided his cock to her entrance
and froze there. Sen's face seemed to have frozen, his
mouth gaping. While his head nestled against her cleft
she remembered her internet advice. Sen was merely
somewhat lubed from the brief blow job, but Kelsey was
still very slick from all of the excitement, not to
mention the orgasm, so she figured that she was safe.
She flashed a smile down at Sen, who snapped his jaw
closed, gulped, then gave a timid-almost
imperceptible-nod of his head.
With that, Kelsey cautiously lowered herself a
fraction of an inch, just enough so that the head of
Sen's cock disappeared inside her. "This doesn't feel
so bad, he must stretched me out nicely with his
fingers," She thought sliding down a little more. Half
of Sen's length was now in her. Already, Sen looked
ready to cum. With a deep breath, she took the final
plunge and buried him up to the hilt. "There's the
soreness they promised, it's a good thing my first is
so small," she thought. It was not bad as it had been
made out to be, but it was also a good thing that she
had already gotten off.
Feeling well adjusted, she began to rock her hips on
Sen . She was decent at riding horses and had been
told that riding a man was fairly similar, so she used
a similar technique. While rocking forward and back,
she was able to rub against something in Sen. The
pressure was against her still sensitive clit was
enough to make her shudder in pleasure.
"The internet had also not been lying about how quick
this would be," she thought as she felt Sen thrusting
up into her with frantic urgency. Oddly, their
combined motions started feeling pleasurable; she
could even have sworn that she felt Sen swelling
inside her... With an all too loud grunt, Sen placed
his hands on Kelsey hips and thrust deeply, pinning
himself into her a final time and unleashing his seed
into her womb.
Kelsey smiled as it was Sen 's turn to collapse back
into the bed. She swooped down on him to kiss his
cheek before lifting off of him. She knew that she had
only a little bit of time before gravity took effect
and she made an all too conspicuous mess. As she raced
from Sen 's bed to the bathroom She thought, "It's
probably best not to make too much of a mess in here!"
The next morning Kelsey felt sore, worse, in fact than
she had during the act. Sen was very subdued over
breakfast, which she thought was quite an odd response
to losing his virginity, but she had to wait until
they were on their way to school before asking him
about it. She felt concerned as she watched him eat
from across the table. "What if he had wanted his
first time to be with someone special like Kiyomi?"
she worried, "I just did it without asking and ruined
it for him..." then her mind came up with something
darker, "what if it was me? What if I wasn't any
good?" Now she really wanted to get him out of the
door.
Hardly waiting for the sound of the front door locking
behind them, she asked, "Sen is everything okay? You
seem very distant this morning. Was it last night? Did
you not like it? Or wished that it could have been
Kiyomi?"
She said all of this very fast. Sen seemed not to know
where to start. "I'm just confused, I think," he
hesitated looking around as if searching for a
distraction, finding none he continued, "I'm scared
about last night, because I, uh, uh, uh ejaculated
inside of you. Without protection! What if you get
pregnant now?"
"Oh, Sen , didn't you ever notice the medication I
take every night?"
"Yeah, the little pills from that pink case."
"Well they're birth control pills, I've been on them
since I was 16 for, well for girl troubles... so wait,
you didn't have a bad time last night?" she asked,
still not quite reassured herself.
"No! Last night was the best night of my life! But I'm
confused now because I think I'm in love with two
people..."
"Sen , what we did last night, what we felt, it was
passion. Passion and Love aren't the same things, and
I think Kiyomi is far more deserving of both than I
am, I'll be gone in another few months after all."
"You're worthy of love Kelsey, and my sister married
an American!" he announced defiantly.
She chuckled, "Of course, I just mean, you and I are
good friends, and we were, or are, passionate towards
each other. Let Kiyomi have your love, I'm just uh,
helping you out for her future sake." She gave Sen a
hug thinking, "and we'll be working on your stamina
next!"
Over the past few weeks, swim class had changed.
Kelsey now had half a dozen people with her. They must
have noticed the improvements in Kiyomi and Mariko.
Mariko's endurance had improved tremendously, and
Kiyomi's form was now good enough to work on speed, if
she wanted to. Kelsey had also made some improvements
with the new comers as well. It was actually fun, not
to mention a decent workout.
In the locker rooms she had a chance to speak with
Kiyomi, "So, this Thursday, I was wondering if you
wanted it to be like it was last week? Well except for
the bath part."
Kiyomi licked her lips and said, "I do, but we have a
math test on Friday, I was hoping to have your help
preparing for it."
"Oh, Sen didn't mention a test, of course, there's
always the next Thursday," she said smiling
"Yeah, Sen 's probably not worried about the test, but
I am..."
"Oh well I'll have a chat with Sen tonight, make sure
he's as ready for it as he thinks he is," and both
girls laughed at that.
Once again Kelsey hung back after changing to talk
with Mariko; she had big news to tell her! "Mariko!"
she hissed excitedly, "I did it!"
Still putting her shoes and socks on, Mariko paused to
look up at the beaming Kelsey. "Did what?" she asked
thickly.
"I did it," she placed heavy emphasis on the last
word, "last night, with Sen ! He was my first!"
Mariko's mouth formed into a large "O" as her mind
worked out what Kelsey had meant. Then she smiled
before saying, "You did? How was it?" she laughed,
"How was he?"
Kelsey returned the smile, "He was..." she started
trying to find the right words, "just what I expected
and just what I needed. I think he'll be perfect for
Kiyomi, but perhaps I'll be working a little more with
him. I was a little sore during it last night and this
morning but it's pretty much gone now. He was very
gentle."
Mariko looked wistfully at Kelsey, "That sounds nice,
you are lucky, I wish my first time had been better.
He was an older guy, taking advantage of an
impressionable freshman I suspect. He was forceful and
rough, I hated it..." she shuddered.
"Oh I'm sorry Mariko, I didn't know," she said placing
a hand on her shoulder. Sighing she looked at her
watch before saying, "We'd better go, Matt 's probably
waiting for us outside. You know I bet he'd be pretty
gentle in bed. He's definitely nice and soft spoken
elsewhere." Mariko flushed and busied herself with her
shoes again. Kelsey smirked knowingly to herself.
At home that afternoon, Kelsey cornered Sen , "So, you
have a math test this Friday?"
"Yeah, we do, Kiyomi seems really worried about it,
but I don't think it'll be too bad."
"We'll see, do you have any practice tests?"
"Well, we were given last year's I was planning on
working through it this week, just to make sure I
could do them all."
"That will work, can I see it?" Sen searched through
his backpack and pulled out the old test for her.
"Perfect, I'm going to pick some problems out of here
and set up a little pretest for you, just so we know
where you need to focus your studying." Kelsey went
through the pages picking out a problem or two from
each topic until she had around a dozen problems which
she copied onto a blank sheet. Sen 's face fell,
clearly he did not want to do anything like this
today.
"Tell you what, we'll make a game of it," she told him
placing the page in front of him, "for every problem
you get right, I'll take something off," suddenly she
had his full attention. He was searching for a pencil
ready to begin when she added, "And for every one you
get wrong you have to take something off! By the way,
I get to choose which clothes come off, and they stay
off until your parents get home!"
Sen turned a little red, but started working, perhaps
in slightly less of a hurry than before. For the next
half hour Sen worked on the impromptu pretest, while
Kelsey planned out what she wanted him to take off.
She herself was wearing her shoes, socks, shorts, a
button-up over shirt, an undershirt, a bra, and her
panties. If she played this fair, Sen just needed to
get seven questions correct, and she would be stuck
naked until Mr. and Mrs. Hata returned, if she counted
her shoes and socks as two items...
Sen slid the completed pretest across the table to her
for grading. Wanting to torture him a bit longer, she
checked over the entire page first. Lucky for her, he
must have been pretty nervous or unfocused in the
beginning, because he missed the first two questions.
Unfortunately he did not miss anything else until the
end, where he forgot to carry a sign through to the
end and had the absolute value of the correct answer
instead. Clucking her tongue, she walked Sen through
the first problem and claimed his shorts. She did the
same for second problem, this time claiming his
underwear. Now Sen sat there, butt naked, on the
dining room chair.
He was flaccid, obviously worried by missing two in a
row, it was a poor start. He perked up a when the next
few problems were proclaimed correct, and only
slightly disappointed that she removed her footwear.
The next problem he got right had Kelsey seductively
unbuttoning her shirt. On the problem after that, she
reached behind her to unhook her bra, then pulled each
arm through it and tossed it to the ground. By this
time, Sen 's member was no longer flaccid, but
beginning to twitch expectantly to life! Not wanting
to disappoint her audience, she shimmied out of her
undershirt after the next problem. Sen 's eyes were
locked on her breasts and his penis rose fully up out
of his lap as if it were spring loaded.
Kelsey smiled, she had reached the last problem. She
was in her panties, and Sen was as he had been. When
she pointed out his simple mistake, his face fell. As
he made ready to take off his shirt she stopped him.
"I have a better idea, you know, seeing as you did
really well on the pretest," with that she kneeled on
the floor in front of his chair and took his cock in
both hands. "I think you deserve a pleasant release
considering all of your hard," she punctuated the word
with a firm squeeze, "work."
She began pumping his shaft with one hand and cupping
his balls with the other. Sen 's head lulled back in
pleasure. Kelsey mind was already a few steps ahead
however. She was thinking about the mess that would
happen if she continued on her current course of
action. He still wore his shirt, and it would be
splattered with cum when he erupted. She had a
solution. But she had never done it before, and she
was slightly worried.
Sen let out a moan that broke through her train of
thoughts. She knew he was close. It was now or never.
Kelsey lowered her head to Sen 's lap. She teased his
head briefly with her tongue before engulfing his
member in her mouth. Using a few finger and her mouth
she sucked and pumped Sen 's cock with increasing
speed as Sen let out another long low moan. It
happened so fast that she did not have a chance to
react, a hot spurt of liquid shot into the back of her
throat. Without thinking she swallowed, swallowed to
keep from gagging, swallowed because she was afraid of
tasting anything. She removed her hand and slowed her
pace, still softly sucking on Sen's penis.
When his orgasm subsided, she stood up and walked to
the kitchen without saying a word. At the sink, she
could feel a bit of his semen on her lips. Tentatively
she wiped it off with her tongue. It was salty, but
sweet at the same time, a very odd sensation. "Perhaps
next time I won't swallow so fast..." She filled
herself a glass of water and walked back out to Sen in
the dining room, her bare breasts bouncing slightly
with each step. He hung limply in his chair, though
his eyes cracked open when she returned.
He studied her sleepily, and asked, "Will you come to
my room again tonight?"
She knew he wanted to lay down, sometimes an orgasm
left her feeling tired. In fact, sometimes when she
could not sleep at night she would masturbate to help
herself fall asleep. "Sen , I think it's time for you
to come to my room for a change," she said winking,
"how about we call a truce until later? We'll both put
our clothes back on you can help me with my homework."
He agreed reluctantly. She knew he wanted the chance
to be able to look at her breasts whenever he wanted,
especially as it was slightly cold in the house, and
her nipples were quite erect.
Together they worked on homework until dinner. After
dinner she again retired early, though she made sure
to wash her face and brush her teeth first. Deciding
to take a leaf out of Mariko's book, she climbed into
bed naked. To her surprise she felt wonderfully free!
She reveled in it before opening her Fallon story
where she had left off.
She must have fallen asleep, because the next thing
she was aware of where the covers being drawn back as
someone got into bed next to her. She was lying on her
back and could feel the weight of the book on her
chest. Keeping her eyes closed, she pretended to be
asleep. She remembered now, Sen was supposed to join
her in bed after everyone had gone to sleep, "what
time is it?" she wondered. As she continued to feign
unconsciousness, she became curious, "what will Sen do
if I keep sleeping?"
The first thing he did was to pick up her book, she
felt the weight being lifted off her chest and cracked
her eyelids a fraction. Her nightstand lamp was still
on allowing her to watch as Sen put a bookMatt in her
book before setting it on the nightstand. "He's so
thoughtful!" she thought. The next thing Sen did was
just as thoughtful. Kelsey felt his hand on her belly
slowly making its way south. He clumsily made his way
for her clit; it took him a while to locate it, having
only been there once before.
He slowly rubbed her, losing his place several times,
but eventually he found a rhythm. Oh did he ever find
a rhythm! He massaged her clit sending such intense
feelings shooting through her that it was almost
painful. Soon, she could no longer keep up the façade,
"Alright, Alright Sen , you win, please, put a finger
in me already, I beg you!"
Mercifully, the too intense sensations from her clit
slowed and she suddenly felt several fingers slide
into her hot, slick, cleft. Sen fingered her flexing
in such a way that he hit this internal spot
repeatedly. "Uhhhh, Sen, right there, keep doing
that!" He stopped pumping his fingers, instead
focusing on the internal movements. "Sen! Where did
you learn this stuff?" she hissed. Sen was on all
fours focusing on the task at hand.
In the light from the lamp she could see his hard-on
poking out from underneath him. "if you move that
closer I'll..." she began but the pleasure cut her off
and she finished with a long moan. Sen had started
playing with her clit again and Kelsey did not stand a
chance. She could hear his fingers moving through her
increasingly wet pussy, even Sen must notice the
change. She was breathing very fast and felt hot all
over. Once again Sen had her on the verge of an
orgasm! This time, it struck like a train. She
clenched around his fingers as the rest of her body
convulsed in pleasure.
As she lay there recovering, Sen whispered, "I kinda
like what you've done with your vagina," and he
chuckled.
Weakly she punched him on the shoulder saying, "Shut
up! Just for that, tonight you're going to be on top."
That did shut him up, but when Kelsey spread her legs
welcomingly, he was once again lost. He climbed on top
of her, and tried several times to enter on his own,
poking around clumsily. She sighed as she reached down
and grabbed his cock. Placing it at her entrance, she
said, "Okay Sen go ahead." Bracing himself on his
elbows, he thrust into her. She sighed, the soreness
of yesterday had vanished, and Sen had stretched her
nicely with his fingers tonight. She decided to let
him have free reign. Well almost free, she pulled him
in for a kiss and wrapped her legs around his middle
first.
Sen picked up a slow pace of pulling out nearly all
the way, then thrusting in. She hoped he was enjoying
it, but it was not quite working for her. "Faster!"
she urged him, releasing him from her legs and
spreading them widely. Sen sped up his thrusting,
every time he slammed into her his pubic symphysis
made pleasant contact with her clit. "Ahh" she sighed,
"that feels much better!" The angle was not the best
for her, but again she figured that this would mainly
be for Sen , perhaps tomorrow they would find
something better.
Sen could not keep the pace up indefinitely, either
because he was tiring, or because he was close to
cumming again, but soon she noticed a change from
rapid quick thrusts to slow and lingering thrusts. He
seemed to swell inside her, it felt really good for a
bit then he shuddered and collapsed onto her breasts.
Kelsey could feel his semen coating the insides of her
womb and laughed, wrapping her arms around him. "That
had been a good second attempt! He really is a natural
at this!"
*
"So how was last night?" Mariko asked the next day
with a huge smile on her face.
"How did you know?"
"Well after you mentioned it yesterday, I started
paying attention to Sen . He's dramatically better
around Kiyomi, but sometimes, well it's the way he
looks at you when you laugh. It was pretty much gone
by the end of the day. But this morning, and at recess
it was back! I just sorta figured it was the same
thing that made him so happy today," she explained
still smirking.
Kelsey had to laugh at that, "Yeah, we were together
again last night."
"And..?" she pressed.
"It was better... He was on top this time. He did much
better."
"Ha that's the best you can do?"
"What's with you and wanting all these details? You
feeling horny? Matt still playing hard to get?" It was
Kelsey's turn to laugh.
Mariko hung her head slightly, "He is so dense
sometimes! I thought you were supposed to help me with
him!"
"Help you, help Kiyomi, help Sen , who's gonna help
me? Yeah, I'll work on it if you promise to stop
pestering me about Sen."
"I don't know it's so much fun! Maybe I'll leave you
alone though," she winked at Kelsey.
"Thanks," she responded sourly, but the back of her
mind was already wondering how she was going to help
Mariko.
Weeks passed, and somehow Kelsey was failing on
multiple fronts. Sen had had no successful
opportunities with Kiyomi, Matt had been stonewalling
Mariko's advances, everything was going wrong! A
bright light on the horizon was the upcoming trip to
Hiroshima. It was reportedly a very somber experience,
but she looked forward to it because Sen was finally
accompanying them. He and Matt were going to try to
share a room. Matt bragged about how good of rooms he
had been getting, and Sen wanted to be able to join in
with his teasing of the girls.
The flight was not as long as the ones to Tokyo,
allowing everyone to attend all of their Friday
classes before heading to the airport. During the
flight Mariko groaned about the quiz she had taken and
wished that the flight was longer. The main attraction
that they would be seeing this weekend was the
Hiroshima Peace Memorial. They would spend all
Saturday in the area, and return Sunday evening. This
was another place that Mariko had never visited, nor
had Sen , so it would be a new experience for all of
them.
After leaving the airport, the group stopped for
dinner, then continued onto the hotel. The hotel was
lovely on the outside, looking very modern, there was
even a bar attached to it that was accessible via the
hotel lobby. As Mariko and Kelsey made their way
upstairs, they found out that the truly impressive
thing was the room. More than a room, it was a suite!
"Finally!" Mariko said, "we lucked out and got a nice
room, Matt 's and Sen 's can't be this good, I can't
wait to rub it in!"
The front door opened into a little half kitchen area
with countertop, sink, refrigerator, and microwave.
Further in, there was a door to the left that must
hold the toilet, and a desk with lamp and several
chairs on the wall to the right. What really caught
the eye was in the middle of the room. It was what
looked like a family sized bathtub-Jacuzzi.
The thing was round with a continuous seat or bench
inside looking like it could comfortable fit five
people. Numerous jet ports indented the sides above
the bench, and there were two taps, one on the end
closest to the beds the other on the end close to the
door. Past the tub there were two queen sized beds on
opposite walls making a narrow walk way between them
to far side of the room. In this last wall was a
sliding glass door.
"We even have a balcony?" Kelsey thought amazement.
"It's a shame we're only here for two nights, but I
guess this makes up for our first two rooms! You're
right, things do tend to balance out," she told Mariko
smiling widely.
Mariko had her eyes still fixed on the bathtub,
"Kelsey! Can we try it?" She spoke with excitement
normally only heard in children.
Kelsey couldn't resist. Neither of them had brought
their swim suits, so they just reinvoked the rule from
last time about being done for the day meant they
could go nude in their room. Dropping their bags off
on the beds, they tore out of their clothes. With both
taps turned on, the tub was surprisingly quick to
fill.
This was the first time they had been naked together
since Kelsey had shaved, and Mariko eyed her. "What?"
she asked defensively, "I wanted to try it out, it was
harder than I would have thought, or at least more
time consuming, it's a wonder that you ever get
anywhere on time what with spending all that time
shaving..." and she stuck her tongue out at Mariko as
she stepped into the tub.
Mariko joined her and the two began a long and wet
splash-tickle fest. It was fairly innocent fun, and
ended when they both noticed how pruney they were
getting. Settling down, they finished washing before
they got out.
Wrapped in her towel Kelsey went out onto the balcony.
The balcony offered an amazing view of the city.
However it was quite windy up that high.
A throat cleared behind her, "I think you're breaking
the rule, that towel looks like clothing right now."
Mariko was standing with her head out the door
smirking. "Until you remove it I'm gonna lock you
out!" She slid the door shut and there was an ominous
click.
"Come on Mariko, people could see me!"
Mariko merely continued to smile at her, a devilish
glint in her eyes.
"Fine!" Kelsey said exasperatedly, she knew Mariko
would not budge. She unwrapped the towel glad that it
was dark out, less glad that the wind made it so
chilly. As the air touched her bare skin she felt her
nipples harden and goose bumps covered her flesh.
"Happy now Mariko? Lemme in, it's freezing!"
Mariko shook her head and made a little twirling
gesture with her finger.
Hurriedly obeying, Kelsey slowly spun on the spot.
Right when her back was to the door, the exterior
balcony lights flicked on. Their balcony lit up like a
beacon, and any desiring eyes could clearly see her
completely naked body. Kelsey gasped. The good thing
was that she suddenly no longer felt cold. Mercifully,
the door clicked unlocked and opened. Mariko placed an
arm around Kelsey's waist and stepped out with her on
the balcony.
Together they both stood there naked until Mariko
said, "You're right it is freezing out here," and she
tweaked Kelsey's nipples before running back inside
and burying herself under blankets. Rubbing the spot
where her friend had pinched her, Kelsey made sure to
shut the door and turn off the lights before joining
her friend under the covers. The spare bed went unused
that night.
As predicted, the next day was a sad one. The group
first toured official and unofficial war memorial
sites in a bus before heading to the Peace Museum.
Kelsey felt tears ready to fall all day. Such an
atrocity... They were all affected: American,
Japanese, male, female, young, old, everyone. It was a
very subdued group that headed back to the hotel after
an early dinner.
An hour later, Kelsey and Mariko were finally cheering
up a bit when there was a knock on their room door.
"Just a minute," they called. Before answering, both
made sure that they had some clothes on. Mariko wore
only an oversized sweater, it came down to just above
her knees and concealed everything pretty well.
Kelsey, who had been laying out an outfit for Mariko
to wear tomorrow, hastily stepped into her friend's
clothes. She passed in front of a mirror on her way to
get the door. Kelsey hardly recognized herself,
wearing the white tube top and bright pink skirt.
"It's a good thing this top is elastic, otherwise I'd
fall right out of it, I could never fill something of
Mariko's," she thought unlocking the door.
It was Sen and Matt . The both wore their backpacks
which looked to be quite heavy on their shoulders. "We
found something to help take our minds off the day and
thought you girls might like some too," Matt began,
then his eyes looked passed her into their room, "Wow!
Okay, you win, this place is amazing!"
Smiling at the dumbfounded look on their faces, Kelsey
stepped aside and asked, "Do you want to come in?"
Still speechless they shuffled past her. "So, what did
you bring us?" Mariko asked combing her hair out on
the bed.
Sen took off his backpack and set it on the kitchen
floor producing an odd sound of clinking glass. Then
his eyes fell on to Kelsey, his reaction was better
than when he had seen the room. His jaw dropped.
Noticing Sen 's silence, Matt set his own pack down on
the counter top, creating a similar noise. He opened
it and began taking out several bottles of beer. "They
are cold, but should still be refrigerated; just don't
ask where we got them."
Everyone laughed, snapping Sen out of his reverie. Sen
didn't put his pack's contents into the refrigerator,
instead handing them to Matt, who slapped them sharply
against the edge of the desk to pop the tops off. Sen
then took them back and handed one to Mariko and
Kelsey. When everyone had one, they gathered around,
sitting together on the beds. The guys were on the one
that had been unused the night before.
Matt cleared his throat, "A toast then," he raised his
bottle, "To honoring our histories, and strong
friendships in the future." They touched glasses
together then brought them to mouths. Kelsey, not much
of a drinker, took a cautious first sip, found she
quite liked it, and took a much longer draught. After
that they all took turns making various toasts,
finishing more and more of the delicious beverage.
The pronouncements became more and more farfetched
until, on Sen 's second turn, where he merely stared
off into space trying to think of something that had
not yet been said. Kelsey noticed that his gaze was in
the direction of her skirt. Taking courage from her
recently imbibed beer, she spread her legs in his
direction enough to give him a clear view up her
skirt. Though Sen was lost in his thoughts, something
about the sight struck him. "He must have just noticed
that I'm panty-less," Kelsey thought as Sen
spluttered. Without coming up with anything he thrust
his bottle towards the middle and they all met him
clinking theirs against his. Sen was very red in the
face.
Kelsey was not the only one to have finished her drink
after that round. When Sen and Matt rose to perform
their bottle opening act again, Mariko downed what
remained of her beer and Kelsey nudged her in the
ribs. Putting their heads together, she said, "I think
you're breaking a rule, you're using that sweater as
clothes..."
Mariko snorted with laughter. With that devilish glint
back in her eyes, she said, "Tonight's the night, if
we get him to drink enough, he'll have to stay here,
then he's mine!"
"You know, we'll have to keep somewhat of a pace with
them," Kelsey said resolutely.
"We can do it, or maybe we'll just have to be bold,
follow my lead," she trailed off to a hiss as the boys
returned with more beers.
Mariko made no moves as they all finished their third
beer. Kelsey was beginning to feel like she was
thinking through mud, and worried that she had missed
whatever queue Mariko had in mind when, most of the
way through their fourth beer, Mariko asked, "You guys
want to finish these in the tub?"
Even with her mind full of the intoxicating fog,
Kelsey recognized that for what it was, "Yeah! You
have to try out the Jacuzzi, those jets are amazing!"
Sen protested saying, "Um, I didn't bring any swim
trunks so-"
But Mariko interrupted him, "that's okay, neither did
we!"
"I don't know..." Matt began.
Rushing to her friends aide, Kelsey said, "How about
this, we can fill the tub, place our beers on the rim,
turn off the lights and get in. We don't need light to
drink or talk, do we?"
Mariko answered her question as if they two were going
off of rehearsed lines, "No, of course not! Good idea
Kelsey."
The two guys, realizing that they had been had, ceased
their protesting. Everyone started moving at once.
Mariko went to adjust the tap nearest the beds, Kelsey
took the one by the door, Sen went to the bathroom,
and Matt... well Matt just continued sitting on the
bed. While Kelsey was playing with the water
temperature she noticed Matt staring wide eyed at
something. Following his gaze, she saw that Mariko was
bending over her end of the bath doing as Kelsey was,
only her sweatshirt had somehow been hiked up to her
waist. Knowing the type of view that Matt had made
Kelsey wet with desire. She fixed her own skirt,
positioned herself to captivate Sen in a similar
fashion, and waited. It worked flawlessly, but the
girls could only pretend to be oblivious of their
bodies for so long. All too soon the bath was full.
The boys did not seem to believe their luck yet,
"perhaps they need more encouragement," Kelsey
thought. She glanced across the bath in time to catch
Mariko's wink. Nodding, Kelsey rose and walked to the
light switch. Before turning it off, Mariko slowly
drew her sweatshirt over her head and tossed it to the
floor.
"Well?" she asked giving them a magnificent view of
her breasts and shaved vagina, "aren't you going to
join us?" Quickly Kelsey turned the lights off. Now,
the balcony's drawn curtains provided the room's only
dim illumination. It was not enough light to make out
specific details, but it was enough to see the boy's
outlines shedding their clothes. With a splash Mariko
hopped into the bath. Kelsey pulled her own top off,
stepped out of her skirt, and joined her friend in the
warm water.
"Ahh," she sighed sinking into bliss. She was huddled
next to Mariko, and could not quite make out who else
was getting in where. But both of the boys joined them
in the bath, "I hope they're not just in their
underwear..." she thought ruefully.
Mariko leaned towards the center of the Jacuzzi and
proposed another toast, "Here's to an evening full of
fun!" With that said, she sat back, downed her beer,
and set it aside. Hands free, she placed one on
Kelsey's leg, moving it slowly up her inner thigh.
Automatically, her legs parted allowing the hand to
make its way unimpeded. Already the touch was sending
tingling sensations through her body. When Mariko
reached her goal, she slid one finger between Kelsey's
lips teasingly and probed gently upward searching out
her clit.
Kelsey giggled from Mariko's continued touch drawing
the attention of the guys. Before they could inquire
about the source of Kelsey's mirth, she leaned towards
Mariko and whispered, "Perhaps we should include the
guys more."
"What did you have in mind?" She asked, her hand still
rubbing Kelsey's clit.
Finding it difficult to concentrate Kelsey managed to
respond with, "We can either scoot towards them, which
would pin them together to keep them from fleeing, or
we could get them to scoot closer to us and then you
could keep doing what you're doing, perhaps I could
even do something similar to you..."
Mariko leapt into action, "I like the sound of the
latter!" Hurriedly she moved away from Kelsey, arm
extended reaching for which ever guy was to her left,
hoping that it was Matt. Kelsey did the same on the
opposite side of the tub. Both found a guy and dragged
them back with them. Kelsey's nearly dropped his beer
in surprise from her touch. Finding himself being led
through the water left him clutching his beer as if it
were a lifeline.
Once again united, Mariko's hand sought out Kelsey's
pussy almost immediately. A combination of alcohol and
Mariko's tantalizing fingers spurred Kelsey to reach
out in search of her guy's far hand, as the near one
still held that beer. Finding it easily, she brought
it to her body and placed it on her breast. Her guy
gave the breast suddenly filling his hand perfectly a
cautious squeeze. When Kelsey made no protest, he
became much more enthusiastic.
"Is that Sen ? If so, then he must now realize that
it's me, even if he's never seen Mariko naked, apart
from that brief flash a few minutes ago, he couldn't
mistake her large boobs for mine. Or is it Matt? I
really hope he's on Mariko's side, that would be
perfect!" Kelsey thought. Wondering how to figure out
who was feeling her up, she thought that feeling him
up in return would solve her dilemma.
"He must be hard by now, and I'm very familiar with
what Sen has between his legs," she decided. Boldly,
she reached her right hand through the water above the
boy's lap, and, much too high above it, she felt what
she had been reaching for. It was Matt, it had to be.
Awestruck, she wrapped her hand around the hard
member. Her fingers closed around the shaft, but they
fit only tightly. Tentatively she gave it a stroke,
internally resigned to the fact that it was Matt, and
marveled at its size.
Mariko's fingers finally gave up on her clit. Instead,
two of them parted her lips and began to probe her
internal depts. While still able to concentrate, she
decided that it was her turn to repay Mariko. With her
free hand, she reached between Mariko's legs, only to
find another hand had beaten her to it. "Wow, way to
go Sen!" she thought, "well, now I can give Matt my
full attention."
She turned towards him, wrapping a second hand around
the top of his shaft and noticed that he was
uncircumcised, judging by the way so much skin shifted
as she jerked his member. She had never before given a
two-handed hand-job. Surprisingly, it required a bit
of coordination. The task was made easier when Mariko
withdrew her hand. Kelsey felt the water stirring and
glanced back over her shoulder. Mariko's shape was no
longer sitting in the space next to her, "Unless I'm
very much mistaken, I think she's now sitting on Sen
's lap!" she concluded excitedly.
She turned her full attention back to Matt, trying to
ignore the choppy water and really get into her
movements. Soon he was letting out deep moans. Kelsey
wanted to go down on him, but did not relish the idea
of going under water to do so. Moving close to Matt's
ear, she whispered, "Sit on the rim of the tub for
me." When he lifted himself onto the edge of the tub,
she kneeled on the seat in front of him. Holding his
penis still, she opened her mouth and lowered her
head, guiding the member in. She took as much as she
could in, feeling his head in contact with the back of
her throat.
The reflex to gag was slight; hers had always been
minuscule, much to Matt's current enjoyment. She
supplemented her blow job with her hands, privately
daring herself to take more of him in. "Deep-
throating, that's what they call it," she thought, "I
need to swallow it or something." Holding her head
steady, she pumped her hands firmly. Matt was moaning
again, and seemed to need both his hands to keep his
balance on the rim.
With an effort of will, she tried to swallow Matt's
cock. Her throat felt filled with his girth. Matt
seemed to stop breathing. Hurriedly, she pumped her
hands along his shaft holding her head still. Hardly
believing it possible, she felt Matt swelling, his
breathing had returned, though it had been replaced
with a rapid panting. The first spurt of hot semen
shot out, followed by so much cum that her mouth could
not contain it. When his orgasm subsided, she returned
to her spot slightly impressed with her achievement.
In a stupor, Matt also sunk back into the water.
Together both of them stared across the tub at the
dark shapes that were Mariko and Sen. Suddenly, Kelsey
again became aware of the choppy water, it was swaying
and splashing with their motions. Her full mouthed
blow-job had distracted her attention before, but now
she could not figure out how she missed it. Before too
much longer, they finished and collapsed back against
the sides of the tab.
After a minute or two, it sounded like Sen and Mariko
had regained their breath, Kelsey murmured to Matt,
"How about you and Sen get us another round," then she
nudged him playfully, "after all, I need something to
wash your seed down."
If Kelsey was a gambler, she would wage everything on
the fact that Matt was blushing furiously as he left
the water with Sen. As soon as they were out of
earshot, she dropped her voice and told Mariko, "I
think Matt's ready for you, or will be in a few
minutes, we just need to switch places..."
"My God Kelsey, whatever you did for Sen worked, he
got me off twice with just his fingers, I didn't plan
to jump on his lap, but wow, he had earned it!"
Kelsey smiled feeling proud of Sen , "It's not always
the size that counts... Speaking of size, have fun
with Matt! Would you like me to turn on the desk lamp?
It should provide enough light to see, without being
blinding."
"Good idea!"
Kelsey quickly stole from the tub and flicked on the
desk light. Just as rapidly, she returned to the water
to watch the naked boys return. Sen carried two beers
and glistened wetly in the lamp light. His penis had
softened, looking innocently tiny again. Matt, also
carrying a beer in each hand, was still semi-erect.
"It must take some time for all that blood to return
to regular circulation again," she thought smirking.
The guys caught them staring and she could have sworn
that both of their walks turned into a cocky-strut.
The girls burst out laughing. After the relief from
that initial horniness, the four were able to hang out
in the tub without much awkwardness. It was like being
back at the lunch table, only instead of food, they
all sipped on their beers. Kelsey was sitting between
Sen and Mariko, though closer to Sen , and Mariko was
similarly closer to Matt. In time, their conversation
devolved into flirting, groping, fondling, and kissing
between the couples.
When the water lost its warmth they wordlessly decided
to migrate to the beds. Both boys were fully hard once
again. Kelsey was so wet, she had not climaxed once
during their prior activities, and it was catching up
to her now. Leading Sen back to a bed she kneeled at
the edge and bent over it. Sen had come a long way, he
no longer needed any more of an invitation than that
simple gesture.
She felt him kneeling behind her, felt his hardness
against her inner thighs, felt him guide his tip to
her moist pussy, and felt him mercifully sink his
penis into her. In this position Sen felt much longer,
able to reach hitherto untouched portions of her
depths. For the first time, Sen started fucking her.
In the past, when they had been together, it was sex,
or love making, or she was doing it to him, but this
time it was all Sen.
Every time he thrust into her, she could feel his
balls rock forward to brush against her legs, it made
her smile through the intense pleasure. She rose up
slightly on her elbows, minutely adjusting the angle
so that with the "smack, smack, smack," of Sen's
rhythm, he also hit that something in her that his
fingers had found once before. "Is that my g-spot?"
she wondered. The elevation also allowed her breasts
to sway in time with Sen's pounding.
Kelsey was grateful that she had the bed for support,
as she felt very weak in the knees. Sen had his hands
tightly on her hips. He used the contact to pull her
in, sinking his shaft that much further with each
thrust. "Harder," she gasped, "faster!" She clenched
her internal muscles around Sen's cock and started
thrusting her own body against him with each pump. Her
own motion allowed Sen to slide his hands forward and
cup her breasts.
Sen's pace increased and the moan that escaped her
mouth was loud enough to drown out the slapping sound.
"Sen!" she cried suddenly as the orgasm over took her.
Taking his cue from her, Sen thrust deeply into her
and held it in as his own orgasm struck. In
simultaneous throes of pleasure, they both collapsed.
Kelsey barely managed to drag Sen with her onto the
bed before he passed out.
Still full of adrenaline, Kelsey held Sen's head
against her bosom and watched the show unfolding
across from her. She had missed the opening scenes,
but they must have been foreplay, as Mariko was just
now straddling Matt. With seeming ease, her friend
guided Matt's engorged penis between her legs and
lowered herself down onto it. It all happened faster
than Kelsey's first time lowering herself onto Sen.
They both let out a sigh as Mariko's ass came to rest
on Matt's lap. She bent forward and kissed him. That
was when he started pumping.
Kelsey was impressed. From her vantage point the shaft
slid out almost its entire length before he would
plunge it back in with almost a slurping sound. After
a few repetitions, Mariko began to let out a high
pitched, continuous, moan. The sound spurred Matt on,
until abruptly they slip to the edge of the bed and
were both siting up. He had his hands clenched on her
ass, she had her's clawing his back, as the two of
them ground themselves together. The hot and sweaty
passion seemed to culminate as quickly as it had
begun, both let out a final moan and collapsed back
onto the bread, still entwined.
Smiling to herself, Kelsey reached to turn off the
light before quickly falling asleep. Her last thoughts
were about Matt and Mariko, "I'm glad she can handle
him, but I don't know how anything could be as good as
what I just got."
After that weekend, Kelsey had renewed hope, half of
her goals had been accomplished. She had awoken the
next morning to find Sen resting on her breasts as if
they were pillows, it had been cute. In the bed across
from theirs, Matt was spooning Mariko and both still
had very satisfied looks on their faces. It must have
been some night indeed because from that night on,
both could now be seen walking around school hand-in-
hand. Yes, it had worked out nicely after all. All
that still remained was Sen and Kiyomi. Much to her
surprise, it was Kiyomi who sought out her help in the
matter.
On Monday Kiyomi approached her in the hallways
between classes, "Do you remember offering to do more
of that, uh, 'stuff' again with Sen , but I told you
that I couldn't because of the math test?" she asked
quietly without much preamble.
Slowly Kelsey nodded, "That was a few weeks ago, I
thought you'd forgotten."
"Well I did, but, well I want to be closer to Sen , to
do more with him, I heard about Mariko and Matt, and
look at them now!" she said blushing.
The bell rung signaling the end of passing period,
"Okay Kiyomi, this Thursday, I'll set it up just like
last time." They both hurried to their classes, and
Kelsey was beaming.
On the way to school Thursday morning she discussed it
with Sen , "Sen , do you remember that first time we
intruded on Kiyomi in the bath?"
A wide grin spread across his face, "Of course I do."
"And remember how I blindfolded you before it, when I
jerked you off? Well it wasn't entirely me that did
those things to you, Kiyomi was there," she said
expecting him to be astounded.
"I know," he said simply.
Surprised Kelsey asked, "How?"
"It was a few things, her hand is smaller than yours,
it was also warm and slightly damp as she was setting
up her bath, I just put the inconsistencies together,
and figured, 'why else would I have to be
blindfolded?' It did make sense though," he explained.
A little disconcerted Kelsey pressed on, "Um, yes, so
Kiyomi told me that she wants to do it again, this
afternoon."
"Oh great," Sen said sarcastically, it was a tone
infrequently heard from him, "now I'm going to be
horny all day waiting for it," he finished with a
laugh.
Sen was not the only one looking forward to the end of
school that day. Kiyomi was practically skipping! Even
Kelsey was feeling a bit chirpier. After school they
walked home together. Kelsey was amused by their
banter, each one thought they knew something that the
other one did not. At home, Kiyomi went to start her
bath straight away. Sen wanted to follow immediately
to his bedroom, but she told him to wait a few
minutes.
Those minutes seemed to drag on indefinitely for Sen ,
and when they were up Sen was ready to skip going to
his room in favor of going into the bathroom. Kelsey
firmly guided him past the door, though knocked softly
on it as she passed it, and onto his bed. She
proceeded to strip him down naked and blindfold him.
He was hard before she even got his pants off. Kiyomi
was in the room just after the blindfold went on,
naked underneath a towel herself. "Geez, who are they
fooling?" Kelsey wondered.
Sen was on his back lying at the top of the bed.
Kiyomi wasted no time, she crawled on the bed below
Sen , wrapped a hand around his erection, and began
licking his glans. "So bold today," Kelsey thought,
"time to stir things up!" Before Kiyomi went any
further, Kelsey stopped her. She had the girl stand up
on the bed then slid between her legs. Silently, she
motioned for Kiyomi to kneel back down. Kelsey had
positioned herself so that when the girl came back
down, she would be directly over Kelsey's face. Still
stroking Sen 's cock, Kiyomi gave a curious, and
nervous, look at Kelsey. The look vanished when Kelsey
began to eat her out.
Kelsey paid equal attention to Kiyomi's clit and the
slight hole that was the entrance to Kiyomi's vagina.
Her tongue flicked over the slight protrusion which
was the former, and rapidly darted in and out of the
latter. Kiyomi's thighs tightened around her head, and
she looked up at her, still continuing her tonguing.
She saw that Kiyomi was supporting herself with her
hands on either side of Sen.
Her head was bobbing up and down on Sen 's cock,
taking him in fully before rising to reveal a shaft
glistening with saliva. After a while Kelsey's jaw
began to ache, but it was covered in Kiyomi's juices
and Kiyomi had just started to moan. The sound seemed
to reverberate around Sen 's penis, and was making him
moan as well. The sounds were like a second wind for
Kelsey, she put forth a furious effort, licking
Kiyomi's clit exclusively now. Kiyomi let out a loud,
long, moan and Kelsey felt a rush of warmth issuing
from Kiyomi accompanied by a clenching of the legs on
either side of her head almost painfully. An instant
later Kelsey felt Sen 's hips thrusting upward into
Kiyomi's mouth just above her on the bed. His orgasm
must have arrived.
It was another few minutes before Kiyomi was able to
extricate herself from the bed. Kelsey caught a
glimpse of her face, there was a bit of cum on her
lips looking as if it had bubbled out and been
forgotten. Kelsey knew that her face must be similarly
covered with Kiyomi's juices. Smirking they both went
off to the bathroom, leaving Sen , who seemed
lifeless, on his bed.
In the bath, both girls washed the evidence of sex
from their bodies and even the chlorine out of their
hair. When they were finished, Kelsey voiced an idea
that she had been working on for some time, "Kiyomi,
you should switch places with your cousin for the last
weekend trip. Sen will be there, perhaps you'll be
able to spend the night with him..." she trailed off
winking at Kiyomi.
The idea took firm hold inside Kiyomi, but Mariko
presented an unforeseen complication. Of course she
did not want to give up what might be her last few
nights with Matt, it made complete sense to everyone
but Kiyomi. It was not until Kelsey weighed in on the
matter, explaining that it would be a chance for Sen
's "training" to be put to the test, that she was
convinced. The cousins would switch spots on the next
month's trip. The trip would be to Kyoto, the historic
capital of Japan, a city about midway between Tokyo
and Hiroshima. Filled with excitement, Kiyomi asked
them both to keep it a secret for as long as they
could.
Hard as keeping the secret was from Sen, it was even
more difficult for Kelsey to adhere to her new
resolution not to get sexual with Sen . She broke down
in a few areas, she continued to give him glimpses of
her naked, and they continued to visit each other at
night. But she left most of the actual sex play for
Kiyomi. Sen did not complain, he seemed to realize, at
least subconsciously, that a romantic future between
Kiyomi and himself was at least possible, while one
with Kelsey was doomed.
The week of the final trip put great strain on
Kelsey's resolution. Sen had visited her that night,
and they had fallen asleep. As was customary by now,
neither had worn any clothes to bed. Recently their
relationship had assumed a very plutonic nature, the
nights they spent together were more to ward off
Kelsey's homesickness than anything else, and both of
them seemed to realize it. That night however, Kelsey
had awoken abruptly from a dream.
The dream's details fled her mind like water leaking
out of a cupped hand. She lay there wondering what had
woken her. In another moment she realized what it was.
Sen was spooning her, his arm draped around her waist,
and was humping her in his sleep. His penis was
pressed firmly between her ass cheeks. She knew that
he was sleeping because Sen never made a move on her
without even implied permission. Such an act was just
not him.
Despite her brain reminding her of the resolution and
telling her to ignore him, her body responded to the
intimate contact. She felt herself moisten. "It's his
dream, I shouldn't ruin it, and if I don't ruin it,
what's wrong with giving him a little help?" she
rationalized as she moved his arm from her waist so
that a hand now clutched her breast. Along that line
of thought, she also justified that it would feel
better, for Sen of course, if his penis was between
her legs instead. Acting on that, she bent slightly at
the waist to try to reposition his rigid member.
Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you
view it, she moved exactly in time with another of Sen
's thrusts. Her new position changed the angle such
that this thrust aligned the tip of Sen 's penis
directly between her inner labia.
Sen, unconsciously sensing heat, warmth, and pleasure,
thrust immediately again. Suddenly Kelsey found
herself enjoyably impaled. She knew that she had
broken her vow, but she also knew that she was not
going to stop Sen . His rhythmic thrusting felt too
good. Kelsey adjusted herself again, allowing Sen to
slide even further in.
Contentedly, she sighed, and moved her fingers down to
play with her clit. Together, her hand and an
unconscious Sen , brought Kelsey to an orgasm. Sen was
not far behind her, though his "Wet dream," or
whatever this was, was not the same as his conscious
orgasm. He did not collapse exhausted afterwards. This
time, he stayed hard and inside her, though his
humping ceased. Satisfied with that, Kelsey fell
easily back to sleep still impaled.
Apart from that momentary indiscretion, she stayed
true to both her promise to Kiyomi and her resolution.
The final weekend trip arrived. Somehow, Matt and
Kelsey managed to hide Kiyomi's presence from Sen all
day, despite the fact that the two had been only a few
rows apart on the airplane. Matt, no doubt instructed
by Mariko, suggested that Kelsey arrange for Sen to
spend the night with Kiyomi. After arriving at the
hotel, Matt would leave his and Sen 's room. Shortly
after his departure Kiyomi would knock on their door,
and the rest was up to the two of them! Matt was going
on about staying the night in the lobby or some such
nonsense, but Kelsey vehemently insisted that he stay
in Kiyomi's bed.
As a roommate, Matt was not as good a Mariko, for one
thing she did not dare do anything sexual when her
friend was not around to share in the experience. But
Matt was a gentleman. He was friendly, funny, and
looked great in his PJs! Kelsey was reminded of the
fact that she had originally found him very good
looking. Still it was a necessary sacrifice.
*
The next morning, both Sen and Kiyomi shared that
honeymoon love-struck look. "Seems like I succeeded in
all my goals after all," Kelsey thought, "I should
probably give them another night together though."
Reaching the same conclusion, Matt wordlessly agreed
to her questioning look.
Kyoto was a great cultural and religious hub. The city
felt old, or rather ancient. Kelsey thoroughly enjoyed
herself. However, something dark was beginning to loom
on her horizon. In a few more weeks she, and the
entire exchange program, would be leaving. It had been
an amazing experience. She spent as much of her
remaining time with her new friends, and the Hatas, as
possible, but nothing slowed time onslaught. In the
blink of an eye, she was saying a tearful goodbye to
them all. One last "thanks" to Mr. and Mrs. Hata for
everything that they had done, a kiss for Sen that
raised his parent's eyebrows, an embrace with Mariko
and Kiyomi that left all three of the girls balling,
and then they were gone.
"I may never see you again, but I never will forget
you, never. The things we did, I definitely am not
going to be the same person I was when I left, though
perhaps we all owe that to Janice's advice," Kelsey
thought while sitting next to Matt on the way to the
airport, a smile finally returning face. And she was
right, things would never again be the same in her
life!
We reached the end of the story, Matt and I had been
reading continuously for what felt like hours. I wiped
my eyes on my sleeve, Janice's ending had been abrupt
but it was fitting for a magazine, and fairly close to
the truth. It was sad reliving it all again, so soon.
In a whisper, Matt asked, "Is that all true?" He had
been silent through most of the reading, and I still
did not know what his reaction to it all would be.
"Um, a lot of it yeah. I wrote a lot of it to her, but
it was a skeleton. She obviously filled in the
details. Also all of those fantasies and dreams that I
had," here I broke off laughing, "well those didn't
really happen, I mean I have had fantasies like them,
especially about Lan," I gulped, having not meant to
say that. I hurried on hoping that he would not
notice, "But I think she added them for the sake of a
good story."
"Oh," Matt said. I could tell that there was more he
wanted to ask about, but tactful as ever, he buried
his questions. "I think it was a good story Kelsey,"
he said suddenly seeming shy.
Confused, I let his mood slide, "Yeah, I think she
should publish it, I don't mind."
We chatted about the story, our trip, and what we
would miss the most for some time longer. Eventually I
fell asleep, with my head resting against his broad
shoulders. The voice on the PA system announcing our
imminent arrival at LAX woke me. I lifted my head and
opened my eyes. Matt had spread his jacket over me
some time during my nap. I smiled up at him as he
opened his eyes from his own nap.
"Almost home!" I commented beginning to feel excited.
The hustle and bustle of landing and baggage
collection flew by and I still felt excited. It was
odd to see everything exclusively in English, it was
strange hearing so much English being spoken, and it
was disappointing to be short, in comparison to
everyone else, again. For perhaps the last time, Matt
and I walked together through a hotel lobby teasing
each other about the type of room we would be
assigned. When he had walked me to my room, we found
that we did not want to part.
My heart skipped several beats, "Matt why don't you
stay with me tonight?"
It was an open invitation, and I knew it was not fair
to him in light of losing Mariko only hours ago. But I
had also lost her, and Sen , and Kiyomi, and I would
soon be losing him. I looked up into his eyes, mine
were once more glistening with unshed tears. He must
have seen all of this in that look, because he set his
stuff down inside my room, shut the door behind him,
lifted me in his strong arms, and carried me to the
bed. Without another word we were kissing. I was
sitting on his lap, wrapped tightly around him. For
this night, at least, he was mine. For this night, I
loved him.
I tore at his clothes even as he tore at mine.
Laughing, we broke the kiss and were able to strip
much easier. I gazed at his naked body, he really was
well built. Out of respect for Mariko I had never
truly appreciated it before. He was mostly hairless
apart for his genitals. His massive erection was just
as I remembered it, and just as the story described
it. I was still daunted. Looking up at his face again,
I asked "Please be gentle with me Matt."
With a nod, he lifted me up and set me down on my
back. He paused there to admire my body, but, feeling
impatient, I pulled him on top of me. There would be
time for that later. Balancing above me, he reached a
hand between us, took hold of his cock, and set it
against my cleft. He looked back into my eye asking if
I was ready. I licked my lips, swallowed, and nodded
to him, willing my body to relax.
Slowly he advanced. First just the tip, then an inch,
and another, and another until I felt like I could
take no more. With perhaps only two-thirds inside, I
felt like I was being stretched. I had to tell myself
to take deep calming breaths and to relax again. That
was when he pulled back out. I could not help it, I
shuddered and let out a very audible gasp. Much
quicker than the first time, he returned, somehow
managing to penetrate even deeper.
It didn't hurt, not exactly, though I was willing to
bet that I would be sore in the morning. I
concentrated more on the way that he seemed to hit
every pleasurable spot in me at once when he thrust
in. Soon he was pumping in and out with alacrity.
Every time he buried himself deeply in me, I could
feel his pelvic bone rub against my clit.
Matt felt so good slamming into me, rubbing my clit,
and kissing my lips that I soon lost myself in an
orgasm that extended infinitely in both directions
through time. I was only vaguely aware that my eyes
shone with tears again, it was nearly indescribable.
Matt started to swell inside of me, and he let out a
moan of his own.
Dimly, I was aware of imagining that I was tighter
than he was used to, and if that were the case, then
he was about to have a very pressurized orgasm.
Smiling from what felt like very far away, I clenched
my internal muscles as he thrust in deeply and
erupted. My last dazed thought that night before
surrendering to oblivion praised the heavens for
introducing me to Janice, fore without her, I never
would have set off down this glorious path...
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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