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Subject: {ASSM} Bikini shopping with the boys {Emi Tsuruta} (F+M+, exhib, voy, nosex)
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Date: Fri, 17 Mar 2006 15:10:03 -0500
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Bikini shopping with the boys
By Emi Tsuruta

Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd like to 
know a bit more about me and my friends and what we've been doing, please 
drop by my home page at:
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta/

One day, not too long after our late night card game, I headed over to 
Satomi's dorm again.  Takuya and Hiro were there in her room talking with 
her.  As I've been telling you, she seemed to be spending more and more 
time with them lately.  I was starting to wonder if she might have a thing 
for Hiro.  Anyway, we chatted for a while, and then, I got an idea.

"Hey guys.  What say the four of us go out somewhere?"  I suggested.  They 
all looked at me a bit surprised.  I guess I had been pretty coolish toward 
Takuya or Hiro up until then, but slowly I was starting to warm to them 
more.  Satomi just kind of stared at me blankly.

"Like where?"

"The beach?" I suggested.  I'd been avoiding going to the pool ever since 
that time in the sauna, but I was itching to go swimming somewhere.  Satomi 
didn't seem keen though.

"The beach?" she moaned.

"Or maybe we could go shopping first.  I want to get a new swimsuit."

"We just bought new suits a few months ago," Satomi frowned.

"Yeah, but you never wear yours, and mine is a bit too..."

"Too what?" Takuya asked, obviously curious.  I was tempted to say 
'indecent.'  The suit I'd bought had an indented seam that runs along my 
you-know-what.  I couldn't wear that in front of Takuya and Hiro.

"Anyway, I want a new suit," I insisted.

"OK, when?" Hiro asked.

"Saturday."

Everyone agreed.  Both Hiro and Takuya seemed very interested in clothes, 
at least more so than my boyfriend Ryosuke.  Ryosuke hates to shop, but 
apparently, Takuya and Hiro had been to the big mall in town quite a few 
times.

Anyway, that Saturday we headed out.  We were walking through the mall, 
when suddenly this girl called out,

"Takuya!  Hiro!  Over here."

The girl was Japanese, maybe 17 or 18 - around the same age as Takuya and 
Hiro.  She was a "Ganguro," the Japanese word for a girl with a deep tan.  
Her hair was dyed blonde, and she wore bright pink lipstick, silver eye 
shadow and lots of mascara.  She had on a tight fitting bubblegum pink 
halter, hip hugger jeans and a low-slung gold belt.  In high school in 
Japan, we weren't allowed to dye our hair, but every time I go back, I've 
seen a lot of Ganguro girls in Shibuya and places like that.  It seems to 
be the fashion recently.

"Ooh, Yuuki.  How's it going?" Takuya smiled.

Satomi looked pretty shocked to see Takuya and Hiro knew her.  I guess we 
hadn't really seen them hanging around with any girls on campus at all 
besides us.  I eyed Yuuki suspiciously.

"Who are your friends?" she asked them, nodding towards Satomi and me.

"This is Satomi, and that's Emi.  Satomi lives in our dorm on campus."

"Nice to meet you," Yuuki smiled, sticking out her hand for me to shake.  I 
took it, a bit surprised she was so friendly.  Maybe she didn't have 
designs on Takuya or Hiro after all.

"Yuuki here runs her own store," Takuya explained, pointing to a cart in 
the middle of the aisle.  We walked over, and took a look.  It was mostly 
Japanese character goods: Hello Kitty, Sailor Moon or Hamtaro cell phones, 
purses and umbrellas.  I'd seen similar things in other stores in 
Oceanview.  It looks like Japanese stuff is finally getting popular in the 
States.

"Well, I don't actually run it.  I just take care of it for Mr. Kishitani.  
He brings all the stuff over."

Here she was fresh out of high school and a businesswoman already.  I was 
impressed.  Satomi didn't look quite so happy.

"Is there anything you are looking for?" Yuuki asked.

"Yeah, no, we came here to look at bathing suits.  We're hoping to go to 
the beach some day soon."

The boys smiled at me.

"Oh, I'm afraid I don't have any bathing suits.  Maybe I could get Mr. 
Kishitani to order some.  What kind were you looking for?"

I was really surprised at how good she was at drumming up business.  She 
must be quite the salesgirl.  While we were standing there, a few guys 
stopped to check her out.  Maybe that's why she dressed in such a gaudy 
way.  She was just trying to attract attention to her stall.

"No, that's OK," I assured her.  "I hear there's a new store in the mall."

"Bikini Typhoon!" she exclaimed.  "Yeah, it's just down the way a little."

Takuya and Hiro started chatting with her.  I didn't really want to stand 
around listening to them.  I grabbed Satomi's sleeve, and signaled that we 
should leave.

"Hey listen, guys.  I think we're going to go on ahead."

Takuya paused for a second, but then said,

"Yeah, I guess we'd better go too.  Still it was nice seeing you again, 
Yuuki."

"Drop by anytime," she purred.  The way Yuuki batted her eyelashes at the 
guys really seemed to be getting Satomi all upset, but I wasn't so worried. 
 They didn't really seem that close anyway.

"What kind of stuff are you guys shopping for?" I asked.

"Yeah, nothing.  I think we'll just tag along with you," Takuya smiled.  
Ever since I said we were looking for swimsuits, they both seemed 
interested.  Guys are so easy to figure out sometimes.

We walked down a bit further, and found Bikini Typhoon right away.  It 
turned out to be kind of a cool place.  The salesclerk was a woman in her 
thirties, and she said hi when we walked in.  I really like their taste.  
The inside has done up in a Polynesian theme with these really brightly 
colored suits and pareos and Hawaiian music playing.  It reminded me of 
when I lived in Honolulu when I was little.

Satomi seemed a bit self-conscious about looking at swimsuits while Hiro 
was there.  The guys seemed quite curious though to see what we would 
choose.  I don't suppose they'd ever gone swimsuit shopping with girls 
before.

"What kind are you looking for?" the saleswoman asked Satomi.  Her nametag 
said Patricia.

"Some kind of one-piece maybe."

Takuya rolled his eyes.  I don't suppose many girls wear one-pieces in 
Oceanview.  All the American girls seem to dress in these skimpy little 
bikinis.  Patricia pulled a couple off the rack for Satomi to try.  I 
looked to see what else they had.  I tend to like colorful suits: bright 
orange or lime green.  They didn't have exactly what I was looking for, but 
I picked out a pink and yellow floral pattern one and another lavender and 
blue one.  There was another solid pink one, that looked alright, but it 
had a thong back.  Maybe I'd better save that one for later.  I took the 
other two, and headed back to the change rooms.  Takuya and Hiro were kind 
of hovering around outside Satomi's booth.  Her curtain didn't quite seem 
to shut all the way.

"Hey!" I yelled at them, trying to get them to back off.

"What?" Satomi asked from behind the curtain.

"Oh nothing."

If she hasn't noticed, it's no use getting her all upset.  I couldn't get 
the two of them to go away, but anyway, they promised to be good.  I went 
into my change room, but its curtain didn't shut all the way either.  Why 
are all the change rooms here like that?  It's almost as if someone makes 
them that way on purpose.  I tried hiding in the corner, but they were 
full-length mirrors on all the walls.  No wonder those two were trying to 
peek in on Satomi.  There was nowhere to hide.

"How are you getting along over there?" I called over to Satomi, a bit 
worried.

"I'm almost ready," she said cheerfully.

I was glad she didn't seem concerned about the flimsy curtains.  I'm 
probably overreacting.  I hung the bikinis on the hook.  The floral one had 
side ties, so I decided to try the lavender one first.  There's no sense 
getting them all worked up right away.  I glanced back out the opening, but 
they weren't peeking in on me.  It looked like they were standing a little 
further over closer to Satomi's booth.  I hope they're not peeking in on 
her.  Suddenly, Takuya's booming voice rang out.

"If either of you girls needs any help, I'd be glad to oblige.  I used to 
work for Mizuno."

We all laughed.  Mizuno is the biggest maker of swimsuits in Japan.  
Obviously he was joking.

"Oh really?" I teased.  "You never mentioned that.  When was this?"

"Oh, for a couple of years now.  I'm in the ladies fitting department."

We all got a good laugh out of that.  He was a funny guy.  I finally 
relaxed, and took off my shoes and socks.

"They taught me how to do up those little hooks at the back of the bra 
part," he went on.  "There's a trick to it, you know."

I pulled my t-shirt off up over my head, and then undid the button on my 
jeans.  I slid my pants down my legs, and stepped out of them, feeling a 
little twinge of excitement, standing there in my undies.

"Would you like me to show you?" he offered cheerfully.

"Mine's a one-piece," Satomi reminded us.  "It doesn't have any hooks."

"Emi?" he said, peering in through the opening.  I'd just taken off my bra, 
but I held it against my breasts until he backed away again.  He was a 
cheeky little devil.  I kept watching the opening as I pulled down my 
panties, and took them off.  It felt so weird stripping naked knowing they 
were standing right there just outside.

Suddenly, I heard Satomi's curtain open, and the two boys let out a whoop.

"Ooooh!"

I wanted to see too, so I pulled the curtain around my naked body, and 
stuck my head out the door.  Satomi's swimsuit was a lot bigger and bulkier 
than the ones I'd picked out, but it was cut fairly high up her legs.  She 
kind of hid her hips with her hands, looking so embarrassed.  Patricia came 
back into the change room area, peering over at Satomi curiously.

"Do you have anything a little more... I don't know..." Satomi pointed at 
how bare her hips were.

"A little less revealing?" Patricia said.  "I don't know.  That's sort of 
the fashion now.  It's supposed to make your legs look longer."

Takuya and Hiro both nodded their approval.

"Can I see the back?" I said.  Satomi reluctantly turned around, and showed 
us.  Satomi has fairly wide hips and the swimsuit was hugging her pudgy 
little rear pretty snugly.  Takuya and Hiro looked at each other grinning 
like idiots.

"If you don't like the high cut legs, maybe you should try a bikini," I 
suggested.  I'd been trying to get her to buy a bikini for ages.  Like I 
said, a lot of the American girls at the main beach wear these skimpy 
little things, so you have to dress pretty racy if you want the guys to 
notice you.  She looked over at Hiro, and he nodded eagerly.  Takuya, who 
is really tall, was peering over my shoulder into my change room.  I 
suddenly realized he could see my bare bottom in the mirror.  A shiver of 
embarrassment ran up my spine.  I froze, panicking, not sure what to do.

"Do you have your swimsuit on, Emi?" he asked, obviously knowing full well 
I didn't.

"N-n-n-no," I stuttered.  "You guys just go help Satomi pick out another 
suit.  I'll be out in a sec."

Satomi and Hiro followed Patricia back out into the store, but Takuya 
continued to stand there checking me out in the mirror.

"I can't very well get changed with you standing right there watching!" I 
yelled at him.  He raised an eyebrow curiously.  He was obviously very 
excited to see me naked, and to be honest so was I.  He finally bowed his 
head, and retreated.

"Take your time," he called back to me.

I was so worked up by then my hands were all shaking.  I took a deep 
breath, finally, taking the lavender bikini top off the hanger.  How do I 
manage to get myself into these situations?  I swear I didn't do it on 
purpose, not this time anyway.  Still it was pretty exciting.

I quickly put on the bra and then the bottoms.  The suit looked OK, but was 
a bit big for my liking.  There's no point in showing it to the others.  I 
stripped back out of it, and then took down the bra from the floral one.  I 
heard Satomi and them coming back.  She suddenly peeked her head into my 
booth.

"Are you ready yet?"

"Kyaaa!" I screamed, covering my pubic hair with my hands.

"Oh sorry.  I thought you were dressed."

Takuya was peering over her shoulder, but luckily it looked like Hiro was 
behind them and too short to see past.  I motioned for her to close the 
curtain.

"Ooops.  Sorry.  Sorry," she kept apologizing.  I was so surprised because 
it's not like Satomi to do something like that.  Normally she's the one 
trying to get me to cover up.  I guess she didn't mean it though, but 
still!

I quickly pulled on the bottoms, went out, and showed them.  Takuya was 
grinning at me slyly, and Hiro was staring wide-eyed.  Satomi covered her 
mouth.  It's not like that bikini was indecent or anything.  It covered 
more of me than some of my bikinis.  I guess it was the ties at the side 
and back that was getting them all worked up.  I twirled around to show 
them my rear.

"You look..." Takuya started to say.  You could tell he wanted to say 
something rude, but held back at the last minute.  Patricia came back, and 
asked,

"How is it?"

"I don't know.  I don't think it's quite my style somehow."  I peered over 
at Takuya, batting my eyelashes at him, flirting a bit I guess, and then 
headed back into my change booth.  I took off the bra, pulled my t-shirt 
back on, and took off the bottoms.  Then I suddenly remembered the pink 
bikini I saw earlier.

"Satomi?  Satomi?" I called.

"I'm changing," she answered.

I peeked out.  Takuya and Hiro were still standing there looking ever so 
pleased with the whole situation.

"Could one of you bring me that pink bikini over there on the far wall?"

They quickly scurried off to get it, but Hiro brought back something 
completely different.

"That's more of a cream color," I corrected him.  Takuya brought another.

"No, that's peach."  Obviously they didn't know their colors.  I pulled the 
hem of my t-shirt down as best I could to cover my pussy and bottom.  It 
wasn't really long enough to serve as a skirt, but if I stretched it out 
all the way, it seemed to cover up my important parts.  I softly tiptoed 
out to the door to the change area, feeling a twinge of excitement as cool 
air from the mall blew in, and tickled me between my bare legs.  I tried 
not to let on how excited I was getting, and looked over at where Hiro and 
Takuya were pointing to all these different swimsuits.

"No, no, that's not it at all."  I began to wonder if they were doing it on 
purpose, pointing to every other possible suit except the one I wanted.  I 
finally got fed up.  I peered out down the aisle, trying to see where 
Patricia and the other customers had got to.  They seemed to be off at the 
front somewhere.  Satomi hadn't come out yet either, so I carefully tiptoed 
out into the store, nervously holding the hem of my t-shirt down over my 
privates.  I was getting butterflies in my tummy, because I wasn't wearing 
anything under the t-shirt.  People kept walking by in the mall outside, 
reminding me of the time Ryosuke and I went bikini shopping together, and 
ended up doing it in the change room.  That was in a different mall thank 
goodness, but seriously, I was getting so aroused coming out into the store 
in just my t-shirt it wasn't even funny.

I nodded up at the bikini I wanted, high up on the rack, hoping they'd get 
it down for me, so I could run right back.  They kept right on pointing at 
other ones.  Pretty obviously they were just teasing me now.  There was 
only one pink bikini up there on the top rack where I was nodding.  Then, 
Takuya leaned over, placing his hand on the small of my back, and whispered 
in my ear,

"Maybe you'd better just reach up, and get it yourself."

I don't think that either of them had realized I was naked under the 
t-shirt yet, but they probably knew something was going on by how tightly I 
was clutching the hem.  I wonder how they'd react if I gave them a little 
peek.  I glanced back at the front of the store, and Takuya straightened up 
to full size to shield me.  Hiro was just standing there blinking probably 
not realizing what Takuya had suggested.  I looked up at the bikini way 
above my head, and then discreetly let go of the back of my t-shirt.  The 
hem sprang way up exposing my bare behind.  I felt my buttocks cheek with 
my hand, intensely embarrassed, but amazingly it looked like neither Takuya 
nor Hiro had realized I was naked yet.  Probably they thought I still had 
on that last bikini.

For some reason, that made me braver still.  I reached up with my free hand 
for the bikini, but it was too high to reach.  I could feel the hem 
creeping even further up my behind.  I looked down trying to get up my 
nerve.  I finally let go of the front of the t-shirt too.  The hem popped 
right up exposing my pussy to both of them.  Hiro was so shocked he went to 
lean on one of the other racks, but fell right into it.  I glanced down at 
my pussy, my furry black bush in plain view right here in the middle of the 
store, and then looked up bashfully at Takuya.

"Woops!  I forget I didn't have any bottoms on," I giggled.  Takuya just 
stood there gaping down at me, the front of his pants swelling.  I reached 
up again for the suit, finally getting up on my tiptoes to reach.  The hem 
of my t-shirt sprung way up above my bellybutton now as I stretched to 
reach.  The feeling of the cool store air swirling around my privates was 
driving me absolutely crazy.  I was spiraling up on a wave of embarrassment 
and deliciously naughty excitement.

Still, I knew that it was way too dangerous to stay out in the middle of 
the store like that.  As soon as I got the suit, I dashed back for the 
change rooms.  I was so buzzed with excitement I stuck my head into 
Satomi's change room to see how she was doing.  She had bikini bottoms on, 
but the top was wrapped around her ribs while she figured the top straps 
out.

"Maybe you should get Takuya to help," I teased.

"Moh!" she pouted chasing me out.  And not a moment too soon, because 
Takuya and Hiro soon bounded into the outer changing area where I was 
standing.

"Kyaa!" I shrieked, dashing into my own changing cubicle.  I was so aroused 
now though, I couldn't settle down no matter what I did.  I knew I 
shouldn't have teased Takuya and Hiro like that, but it was so much fun 
seeing the expressions on their faces.  They were shocked, of course, that 
I would do such a thing, but I could also tell they were excited - they 
were lusting after me.  That'll teach them to treat me like an older 
sister.

I took a few more deep breaths, trying to settle down, trying to 
concentrate.  Maybe I'm getting a little bit out of hand here.  I've got to 
slow down.  I shouldn't get their expectations up.  I guess I shouldn't 
really do this kind of thing when Ryosuke isn't around.  Futoshi and them 
were kind of cool with it, but I guess I really don't know Takuya and Hiro 
that well.  Maybe I was kind of angry at them for flirting with that Yuuki 
girl after all.  What does she have that Satomi and I don't?

I finally took the bikini off the hanger, and pulled it on.  I could see 
Takuya and Hiro milling around outside restlessly.  I guess I'd better go 
apologize.  I took a look at this bikini in the mirror.  It wasn't going to 
win me any modesty prizes - the thong at the back was wedged so far up my 
buttocks you could barely see it - but at least it was more decent than the 
white strong bikini I'd bought that spring.  This one was more straps than 
strings although it still tied up at the sides and back.  I liked the way 
it looked.  The pink would attract attention without being too obscene.

I went back out.  Satomi was standing there blushing in her bikini, but the 
two boys were staring at me, breathing heavily with this scary look in 
their eyes.

"Sorry about that," I bowed.  "I honestly didn't realize."

"What happened?" Satomi asked.

"Oh, nothing.  Forget about it.  So are you going to take that bikini?  I 
think it looks good on you."  I was babbling again, trying to get their 
attention off me, so they wouldn't notice how excited I'd become.  You 
could probably see my nipples sticking out through the material of the 
bikini bra.

The two boys finally turned to look at Satomi.  Her swimsuit had rather a 
tame pattern, white lilies or something on a light blue background, but 
even so, it was the sexiest swimsuit I'd seen her wear yet.  It did cover 
most of her rear, but it had the side ties, which I like.

"You both look great!" Takuya grinned.  I swatted him gently on the back of 
the head, and everyone laughed.  Both Satomi and I decided to take the 
suits we were wearing.

Anyway, I guess I'd better save the beach story for next time.  Talk to you 
soon.

Emi Tsuruta
My web site:
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta/

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