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 Outdoor Barbecue

   By Emi Tsuruta

   Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd like to
know more about my friends and me, drop by my home page at:
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   One autumn a few years ago, Oceanview University's Japanese Student
Union organized a barbecue.  It was held on the edge of campus on this
grassy area behind the Institute Mexicana just inside the Coast Road that
runs along the top of the cliffs.  It's not a particularly big field, but
it is kind of secluded, so I guess that's why they held it there.  My
boyfriend Ryosuke had the day off work, and my friends Satomi and Asuna
came, as well as most of the JSU regulars - Kazuo, Ayumi, Mark, Tetsu and
them.  For the occasion, I decided to try out a new outfit: dark
sunglasses, black leather boots, a wide-brimmed straw hat, a beige safari
blouse with buckles and straps and matching khaki shorts.  Ryosuke joked
that I looked ready to go exploring in the jungle, but actually, that field
is right near the woods, so I figured my outfit wasn't that strange.

   In the morning on our way there, it was raining, so we were worried that
they might not be able to start the fire.  It did clear off though, and
when we got there, Kazuo had some coals going.

   Ryosuke wanted me to come for a walk.  I got talking with Satomi and
Asuna until Ryosuke came, and dragged me away.  I wasn't really sure what
was so urgent, but anyway, he definitely had something on his mind.  He led
me across the road to the stairs that lead down the cliffs to the nude
beach.  So that's what this was all about!  Ryosuke had been hinting that
he wanted to check it out, but up until then, I'd never gone with him, only
with my girl friends like Satomi or Erika.  I was still a bit worried that
he might get all worked up, but he seemed to be in a fairly relaxed mood,
so I followed him down the steps.

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

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

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

   I was kind of disappointed that Ryosuke showed so little interest in
getting naked.  I'd actually been to this particular nude beach a few times
by then, so I wasn't so nervous as I was the first time.  As far as I knew,
I don't think Ryosuke had been here before, although we had talked about it
a few times.  He's not even a nudist or an exhibitionist really.  He just
likes seeing me get naked.

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

   Anyway, I stood on the edge of the woods, hiding behind the trees, so
they wouldn't see as I stripped naked.  The first time I'd been here with
Satomi, the bikers had come down to say hi, but with Ryosuke here, I felt
safer.  It did feel a bit strange being the only girl naked, but even after
they saw me, they stayed at their campfire.

   I finally wandered down to the water's edge.  The water was a little bit
cool - it was autumn after all - but I found it invigorating, not least
because I was naked.  I didn't stay in long though.  I came back and sat
next to Ryosuke, shivering a bit from the cold.  I didn't have a towel.  I
pulled on my safari blouse over my wet skin for modesty's sake while we
talked over what to do.

   "Kazuo's building a fire up at the camp site," Ryosuke offered.  He
peered down at my pussy, giving me a little grin.  He hadn't said so, but I
could tell he was wondering if I could risk making the trek up there in
just my blouse.  I stood back up, brushing the sand off of my bare behind,
checking the blouse for length.  It was kind of long, sort of like a safari
jacket almost, with flaps of thickish burlappy material hanging down below
the waist belt.  Ryosuke peered at my bottom, and calmly informed me,

   "You look fine."

   Looking back, this was almost certainly a bad idea.  I mean it did look
fairly substantial with all the button down pockets, and leather belt.  One
problem though was I could feel the air on my pussy, and it was getting all
excited.

   Ryosuke managed to reassured me though, so I got out my flip-flops, and
packed away my bra, boots, shorts and panties in my bag.  We set out up the
hill, my senses heightened from the feeling of the breeze teasing my kitty.

   As we came across the field, Satomi and them looked over, but they
didn't really react, so I figured I must look decent.  I gave my bag to
Ryosuke, and wandered right up to the campfire, trying to warm up.  Across
the way, there was a new guy named Paul, sitting cross-legged by the fire.
I don't know him that well, but I think he's from England.  He is tall, has
longish black hair, and is usually pretty quiet.  No one knew if he could
speak Japanese, but apparently, he'd lived in Japan for a while.

   He gazed over at me, but soon his eyes drifted down to my crotch.  I
began to wonder if he could see my pussy, and nervously tugged at the hem.
Paul, Kazuo and some other boys were sitting down on logs, so their eyes
were low enough that they might be able to see up my blouse.  I looked at
the other boys, but Paul seemed to be the only one staring at me.  I tilted
my body to the right slightly, trying to hide my pussy if that's what he
was looking at.

   Paul continued to stare though, quiet, but clearly fascinated by
whatever he could see.  I turned away, but he seemed even more intrigued by
my behind.  The more he stared, the more worried I became.

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

   I wasn't really sure what to do.  Once I was dry, I could head into the
Institute Mexicana, and get dressed.  I kind of wanted someone to take a
picture of me standing by the campfire in this safari blouse.  Paul was
still staring, but he wasn't really doing anything beyond that.  I felt
flattered actually.  Paul was rather handsome, and there were lots of girls
there that day that he could be chatting up, but instead he seemed more
interested in me.

   Satomi finally came over.

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

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

   "Oh, my!  Wasn't it cold?" she sympathized wrapping her arm around me to
warm me up.  I'm sure she didn't mean to, but her hold was pulling on my
blouse dragging it up even more.  Paul's eyes narrowed as he zeroed in on
my unkempt bush.  He blinked, surprised I guess to confirm that I wasn't
wearing any panties.

   "Here, let me get you a towel for your hair," Satomi said, scooting off
for her bag.  Trying to keep my balance, I spread my legs, giving poor Paul
even more of an eyeful.  I hadn't meant to flash him, but I was getting all
excited, and wasn't thinking clearly anymore.

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

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

   Panicing a bit, I lowered my arms before Satomi saw.  The guys had all
gone silent wondering what I was doing running around half naked.

   "What's going on?" Satomi asked, pointing at Kazuo and them.  I didn't
dare tell her.  She'd flip.  Trying to get away, I wandered back to where
Ryosuke was, vaguely using the towel to shield my pussy.

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

   The upperclassmen turned to look at me.  I don't think I'd ever been
properly introduced, but they were clearly quite intrigued by my bare
thighs.  The last thing I wanted to do was draw attention to myself though.
Paul and the other guys back at the campfire were still staring.

   "Oh nothing, sweetie.  I was just wondering who your friends are, and
what you guys were talking about."

   "Oh sorry.  I guess I should introduce you.  This is Takahara, a senior
in economics."

   Takahara stuck out his hand, waiting for me to shake it.  I leaned
forward, and shook it, but one of the other boys glanced down at my bare
bottom, a bit shocked.  Ryosuke introduced me round the circle, acting as
if this was all nromal.  The guy who'd snuck a peek at my behind was
Kosugi, a senior in history.  I smiled at him, but did not shake his hand.
I was too excited to act normal in any case.

   There was this awkward silence after that.  Evidently, they wanted to go
back to talking about the world economy or whatever.  I so wanted to pry
Ryosuke away from them, and get him to take my picture, but he just stood
there not saying anything.  I looked up at him, but he kept glancing back
at his newfound friends.  A bit disappointed, I finally turned tail, and
headed back to the fire.

   Paul was still staring, and got noticeably agitated as I came closer.  I
felt kind of bad in a way.  I hadn't really planned to flash them, but I
have to admit it was a bit of a thrill.

   I still wasn't sure what to do.  It didn't look like Ryosuke was going
to take my picture.  I could ask Satomi, but I was worried she would freak.
What about Paul?  I wonder if he'd take my picture.  He definitely seemed
interested!

   Unfortunately, before I could ask him, Alistair Higgins came walking
across the field.  Higgins was a professor in engineering or mathematics.
He was married to a Japanese woman, and had two kids, but came to the JSU
now and then.  I didn't want him to see me like this though.

   I tried to tie Satomi's towel around my waist, but it wasn't long enough
to go all the way around.  I backed up, and carefully sat down on a log at
the back using the towel to cover my pussy.  I looked over at Ryosuke.  He
had noticed Higgy too, and seemed worried.  He offered to toss me my bag,
but I motioned for him to just stay calm, and act normal.  Right behind me
though, there was a Japanese American guy Mark taking all of this in.

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

   "Um, no.  Ryosuke has my bag," I explained.

   "I can bring it over if you like," he offered, smiling.

   "Um, no, that's OK.  I'm fine."

   Mark was looking down at me, making me wonder if my bare bottom was
showing.  I didn't want to fuss too much though because that might tip off
Higgy.  I tried to ignore Mark, and wiped my face trying to stay focused.

   Satomi brought me over a hot dog, so I dug in, while still keeping an
eye on Higgy.  I'd heard rumours about Higgy, but I didn't really know him
myself.  Word was he's a bit of a ladies man Luckily, Higgy didn't notice
me.  He made the rounds, but eventually, made some excuse, and headed back
across the field.

   it looked like Ryosuke felt bad about putting me through all that, but
Kosugi and them were still trying to talk to him.  I still wanted a
picture, but I didn't know who to ask.  I couldn't really ask Paul given
that he'd probably seen my pussy.  Mark?  At least he's trying to be
helpful.  Or maybe I should just ask Asuna, Ryosuke's cousin.  She always
seems to be cool with whatever.

   I was about to stand up except Mark was still standing right behind me.
This was going to be awkward.  Even if I make it all the way over to my bag
without flashing anyone, how can I get my stuff out?  If I lean down, that
would mean flashing everyone my bare bottom again.  I sat here for a while
wavering.  I couldn't just stay here all day dressed like this, I finally
took a dep breath, and got up.

   I was in such a rush though that I forgot my towel on the log.  I made
it to my bag, and squatted down to get my stuff.  However, as soon as I
did, this pulled the hem way up, exposing everything.  I quickly closed my
legs before Ryosuke's friends caught a glimpse of my pussy, but I could
feel the air on my butt cheeks.

   Normally, I would cover up, but I was so flustered I didn't what to do.
I could kind of see Mark out of the corner of my eye, checking out my
behind.  I couldn't see Paul or the others, but they were probably watching
too.  I turned to look over my shoulder, inadvertently pulling the hem of
my blouse up even further.  Ryosuke has always told me that I have "the
sexiest little ass," and here I was shamelessly showing it off to all these
guys.  Paul had actually stood up to get a better look at me, and Kazuo was
averting his eyes embarrassed by my shamelessness.

   In all the excitement though, I'd almost forgotten what I'd come over
here to do.  My hands shaking, I finally dug out my camera and my clothes.
When I stood up, the hem got caught on the curve of my behind leaving my
cheeks exposed.  I turned away from Ryosuke's friends, so they wouldn't see
my pussy, and made straight for where Asuna was sitting.  She could tell
that something was going on from all the commotion, but I don't think she
knew what had set it off.  I quickly handed her the camera.

   "Could you help me out?  I just want to take a quick picture before I
get dressed."

   She took the camera from me.  I fixed the hem of my blouse with my free
hand, covering my pussy back up.

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

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

   He looked at me strange, but set himself up as their guardian as I
walked away.

   Asuna asked where I wanted the picture to be taken.  I didn't want to go
too far, so I walked around the edge of the fire to the other side where
Paul was.  I motioned for him to stand behind me, so he could be in the
picture.  Kazuo, Tetsu and a whole bunch of other guys crowded in around me
wanting to be in the picture too.  I pushed down the hem, but then just as
Asuna was about to take the picture, without thinking, I raised my hands to
make two peace symbols.

   "Cheese!" we all cried out in unison.  I quickly pushed the hem back
down, and ran over to Asuna to see how the picture had turned out.  As I
feared, she'd got my pussy on camera.  You could see the sleek black pubic
hair of my bush and my delicate little slit peeking out from under the hem
of my safari blouse.  Paul, who was standing directly behind me, was
looking down apparently checking out my behind.

   All these guys kept begging me to send them a copy, but I just ignored
them, and glanced back looking for my clothes.  Ryosuke had gone over, and
was saying something to Mark.  I told Asuna to hold onto my camera, and not
show anyone the picture for now, and then went over to see what Ryosuke and
Mark were talking about.  Mark had picked up my clothes, and it looked like
Ryosuke was trying to get them back from him.

   "She asked me to make sure no one runs off with these, so back off!"
Mark shouted.  Oh oh!  That's not good.  Mark must think that this is all
Ryosuke's doing.  Whenever anyone catches us fooling around, they do tend
to think it's Ryosuke's fault.

   "Hey.  Hey.  Calm down.  There is no need to fight," I told them, but
Ryosuke seemed pretty angry now all of a sudden.  Ryosuke started shoving
Mark, trying to knock him down into the mud.

   "Oh don't fight!  Let's talk about this calmly," I pleaded.  In my
panic, I raised my arms, pulling my hem way up, exposing my goodie to the
crowd that was gathering.  Everyone gathered around us in a circle, but it
was hard to tell if they were watching the fight or more interested in me.
Mark dropped my clothes, and my dainty white undies fell in the mud.

   Luckily, the JSU president Kazuo intervened, stopping them from
fighting. Kosugi and Takahara rushed over to Ryosuke's side, and Tetsu went
to Mark, trying to calm the two down.  I'd never seen Ryosuke nor Mark
angry before, so it was all very strange.

   Some of the people driving by on the main road, seemed to be slowing
down trying to see why a crowd had formed.  This just reminded me of how
naked I was.  I wanted to get my clothes, but they were right in the middle
of the crowd.  I hung back, a bit afraid of being seen, but Satomi saw, and
waded in to get them for me.

   A lot of the guys were still gawking at my bare tush, so I had to get
dressed.  My panties were too dirty to wear, but I shook out my shorts, and
pulled them on.  Paul licked his lips, and smiled as I tugged them up over
my naked hips.  He was trying not to be a perve about it, but he'd clearly
enjoyed my little show.

   I hung around until Ryosuke came over.

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

   "No, no.  That's OK.  My fault maybe."

   He walked me over to the Institute Mexicana, so I could clean up, and
pull on the rest of my clothes.

   "You seemed to be having a good time back there," he noted, trying not
to smile.

   "Phfft!  That was all your fault you know," I insisted, refusing to
admit that it had been pretty exciting.  He gave me a kiss.  We briefly
wondered if we could fool around there, but it would have been too risky.
There were too many people in the center, and Satomi and Asuna might come
looking for me.

   Ryosuke walked me to my bus stop, and we bid each other good night.  It
had been a weird day, but kind of exciting.  It's not every day I get to
run around in front of so many people half naked.

   Emi Tsuruta
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta/