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Natsumi is a tall, introverted volleyball player. Her parents think sending her overseas might open her up. But she is opened up in a different way than they expected.
Natsumi's Black Summer
Natsumi Morikawa was one of the most dominant volleyball players in Japanese high school history. Standing at a willowy 6'3" and towering over her much more diminutive teammates, Natsumi seemed to be born to play the sport. Her father, Takashi, was an ex-olympic volleyballer who was now a high school teacher, though not at the school that Natsumi went to. Her mother, Eiko, was a former Japanese industrial league basketball player who retired once she met and married Takashi. So that Natsumi seemed to inherit her father's instinctive and intense approach to the sport as well as her mother's leaping ability and court sense is really not much of a surprise.With Natsumi cannonading spike after spike against much less athletically gifted opponents in her school's league, she easily powered, more like overpowered, her club to the league title. On the court, she was aggressive and wanted the ball. After the end of the game, though, she was almost a mirror opposite. Due to her stature in a country where a woman who is 165cm (approximately 5'4") is considered to be taller than average, Natsumi was very self conscious. In spite of being well liked by her classmates since she was not only beautiful, but quiet and accomodating, Natsumi felt like a freak.
When she entered junior high as a 4'8" sprite in her first year, she was a happy and lively child. During her second and third year, she grew over a foot. Outgrowing her old clothes so rapidly and then adding another few inches as a high school sophomore made her so self conscious that she became more and more introverted until, as a senior, she would just sit there with her hands demurely folded in her lap and not utter a word unless somebody spoke to her.
To make matters worse, she felt the stares of people who had seldom, if ever, seen a girl of her stature. She never had any boyfriends since the boys in her school felt they would look ridiculous next to a girl a half a foot or more higher than they. Her clothes were mostly bought on family excursions overseas because she couldn't find her size not only in her hometown, but in any of the surrounding prefectures. That her family had to take time out of a pleasure trip just to go shopping for her made her feel as if she was burdening everyone else.
What Natsumi didn't realize was that not only were the stares brought on by her height, but she was stunningly gorgeous. She had smooth, shining black hair that went down to just below her shoulders, unblemished, clear skin, almond shaped brown eyes, a full C cup chest with perky, puffy brown nipples, a lythe figure and the long, shapely legs of a model. Her mother wouldn't allow her to hunch over in embarrassement about her tallness, training her to walk with her head held high, lending her an air of quiet dignity.
Unfortunately, Natsumi's phenomenal looks made boys feel even more intimidated, as they thought that even if the height thing wasn't that big an issue to them, Natsumi was still out of their league. The result was that Natsumi hadn't so much as kissed a boy or even held hands with one. She knew about sex intellectually and masturbated occasionally, but she was so unaccustomed to dealing with males on a romantic basis that she didn't really have any fantasies per se. The urge to play with herself would just come on its own accord, that little ache in her unsullied, meaty pussy drawing her hand downward while she lay in bed at night. She so seldom did even that, though, that when the itch came, the orgasms from the pent up teenage frustration and desire would practically make her faint, they were so electric. She would then stagger off to the bathroom to wash her hands and once back in bed, fall off into a deep, blissful slumber.
Natsumi's parents were worried about her being so withdrawn. Eiko could sympathize, as she was a six footer in an era when women were even shorter than in the present day and drew her share of uncharitable remarks. Eiko, though, was proud and outgoing and didn't back down from anyone. Her fighting spirit was one of the things that her husband most admired. Eiko had played in a couple of international ladies basketball tournaments and loved the experience and began to think that maybe having her daughter spend some time living in a foreign country would force her to become more willful and extroverted.
Takashi had a friend named Kent Davidson, who he struck up a friendship with at the 1976 world championships, who was now coaching a club team mostly composed of first and second year college players. Takashi had one of his fellow teachers help him write a letter to Davidson in english asking if Natsumi could workout with his team and also stay with him, his wife, and two daughters. A couple of weeks later, a reply came back from Davidson assenting to the idea and Takashi subsequently broke the news to Natsumi.
Natsumi was very dubious about the idea, though she was curious about playing with and against other girls who were close to her height. She couldn't speak much english, however, and that shortcoming filled her with trepidation. On the other hand, there had also been rumors going around volleyball circles in Japan that Natsumi would soon be asked to try out for the national olympic team, so any international experience might be good to help her get her feet wet in inter-country play. Thus, she reluctantly agreed. Natsumi would indeed go on to get international experience, but a different sort than her parents intended.
When the plane landed at LAX, Natsumi was worried. Would she find Coach Davidson in the crowd at the airport? She was also really tired for the 12 hour flight and that only exacerbated her anxiety. Fortunately, her luggage made it intact and the Davidsons all showed up at the airport holding up a sign with her name on it so that she could spot them easily. When Mrs. Davidson went to hug her, though, Natsumi stiffened. That kind of instantaneous familiarity wasn't something found in Japan.
In any event, everyone piled into Davidson's SUV and they headed for the Davidson abode an hour and a half away. It had been a few years since Natsumi had been to L.A. with her family. Now she was going to spend time there with people she barely knew and who didn't speak her language. "Dou shiyou (what am I going to do?)" she thought to herself. Finally, the SUV pulled up in front of the Davidson family's ranch style home and everyone mustered out. Mr. Davidson carried Natsumi's bags while she followed and showed her to what would be her room for the next three months.
After an early evening dinner, Natsumi had had it for the day and retired to bed. As she hugged her pillow tight, she hoped that everything would go well when Coach Davidson took her to meet the players on his club team. She wondered if she as a Japanese could measure up with the more streetwise American volleyballers. At 19 years old, she hoped that she was ready.
Natsumi rose at 5 a.m. Nobody else was awake yet as she padded through the house and gazed out the window. She felt strange not seeing the sights she was used to seeing in the morning and wondered if she was dreaming. She went and had a shower and then put on her workout clothes, which was basically her old high school uniform. She wondered what her former classmates were doing right now. There was nothing on tv that she understood, so she flicked it off and put a cd into her compact disk player and lay there listening to it waiting for everyone else to get up.
Around noon, Natsumi followed Coach Davidson out to his SUV and they drove off together to a local high school gym. Coach Davidson was friends with the Athletic Director there, so he was able to use the facilities for free. Natsumi nervously opened the door and stepped out of the vehicle, seeing a mixed group of black and white women standing around the front of the gym clowning around. "Ii kagen ni shiro (get it together)" she silently grumbled. "Renshuu deshou (it's practice time you know)." Coach Davidson walked up with Natsumi to the assembled players. "Hey everyone, I've got someone I want you to meet. This is Natsumi. She's from Japan and will be working out with us this summer." Each of the players in turn reached out to shake Natsumi's hand and say hi while Coach Davidson opened the door to the gym.
Just then, a Nissan Sentra blasting hip hop rolled up and screeched to a halt, causing Natsumi to cringe. Several of the players shouted out, "Hey Trish! Rodney!" they called out as the two got out of the car. Trish was Trish Levitt, one of the team's blockers, while Rodney was her brother, a 6'6" swingman for the local Cal State university basketball squad. Hey Trish, meet Natsumi! She's going to workout with us this summer." "How are you Natsumi," Trish greeted, sticking out her hand. "Natsumi, this is my brother Rodney." Natsumi moved her hand over to shake Rodney's and gave him the same little bow that she gave the others. "Oh, look at you," Rodney said, with a big grin. "You are gorgeous!" Natsumi turned to Trish looking confused. "Eh?" "Rodney, you dumbass, she's from Japan. She doesn't speak english." "Well, whatever, she is a hottie. Does she have a boyfriend?" Natsumi understood the word "boyfriend" and blurted, "no boyfriend" and turned beet red. She then scampered into the gym, where the other players were starting to warm up.
They went through some basic drills. Natsumi was able to recognize pretty quickly what they were doing, though the pace and intensity seemed rather slow to her. After an hour of drills, Coach Davidson split the team into two and held an intrasquad game. He was interested to see what Natsumi could do and put her in the frontline like she had been in high school. She was nervous, though and didn't get much on her first two spikes, but then the nervousness disappeared and she started racking up kills. "Holy shit! This girl has some skills!" Rodney remarked from the sideline. "Hey Rodney, go home, will ya? This isn't a singles bar ya know." "Alright, I'll be back later to pick ya up sis" and Rodney left the building.
Natsumi was rotated to the back line and when one of the other team's spikes came whistling into the corner, Natsumi dove and made an arm save, getting a nice floorburn on her knee in the process. "Woah, Natsumi," Coach Davidson cautioned. "Your dad won't like it if I send you back with broken bones." Natsumi didn't understand anything he said, but she was winning the respect of the women on the team. At one point, she almost took the head off of the opposition setter, Stephanie, with a spike down the middle of the court. Stephanie flinched as the ball went hurtling by her and it touched down just inside the backline.
Natsumi felt good, losing her insecurity in the heat of the intrasquad game. The high fives she was earning bolstered her spirits as well and she was just one of several six footers on the court.
Rodney returned and as the players were grabbing drinks out of their water bottles, his eyes were riveted on Natsumi. Natsumi caught his stare and then blushed and quickly averted her eyes. As she was putting her water bottle in her gym bag, Rodney walked up to her. "Natsumi?" Natsumi turned to him. "Hai? (yes?) she reacted shyly. "Me you date?" Coach Davidson intervened. "Rodney, she's only been in the country since yesterday and already you're hitting on her? Give her some space." "Rodney retorted, "hey, better that I get her first before someone else does." "What will you guys talk about, Rodney? The tea ceremony?" came a sarcastic shot from Kaitlyn Roberts, the team captain. "C'mon Rodney, let's go," Trish urged as she dragged him out of the gym.
Natsumi understood what Rodney wanted, but she didn't know how to react. Nobody had ever asked her out on a date. Rodney was certainly handsome enough and he was even taller than she was. She was simultaneously happy about his request and yet nervous. She was still a virgin after all. Again, under her breath, she muttered to herself, "dou shiyou." She was also surprised at how short the workout was, since her high school workouts were routinely twice the two hours she had experienced this day.
The team worked out the following day and followed that with a one day break. Rodney wasn't at the second workout and Natsumi was sad about it for some reason, but she wasn't sure why. After the off day, the team worked out again, this time for three hours and they played an additional intrasquad game and with more intensity than the previous two practices. Rodney entered toward the end of that workout and walked up to her and shoved two tickets in her hand. Natsumi looked at him with a puzzled look and then looked at the tickets and then looked back at Rodney. "I play, you come, yes?" he said slowly. "Ah, ee to (um, uh,)" she felt flushed again and even started getting a slick feeling between her legs. Trish came over and tried to explain what Rodney wanted. Pointing to Rodney, she said, "basketball player," to which Natsumi reacted with, "erai! (that's great!)." Trish had no idea what Natsumi just said, but pressed on, pointing to Natsumi: "Natsumi see game?" Natsumi finally got it. Rodney was inviting him to see one of his games! Trish continued, making a motion like a steering wheel, "You me, see game?" Natsumi shook her head yes. The game was for tomorrow night on Cal State's homecourt. Natsumi stuttered, "I wait to you." Rodney understood that meant yes, Natsumi was agreeing to go and he was ecstatic. "I'm going to kick some ass tomorrow, you watch," he predicted. "Eh?" Natsumi again expressing her incomprehension of what he just said. Coach Davidson then came to collect Natsumi and take her home.
Saturday, following another workout that was making Coach Davidson wonder if he should formally ask Natsumi to join the team, Natsumi showered and got ready to go to see Rodney play. She decided to wear her white dress, which came down to just above the knee and a pair of flats. She never wore heels because they made her seem even taller than she already was. Underneath was just a pair of white cotton panties and a lace bra, a cool enough ensemble for a warm Oakland summer evening. She looked endlessly at herself in the mirror hoping to make absolutely sure that she looked presentable.
She heard a knock at the door. It was Trish, As she walked out into the living room while Coach Davidson was letting Trish in the house, the Coach felt his dick harden looking at Natsumi's long, luscious legs. And the white dress set off her gorgeous black hair. "If only I was 20 years younger," he commmented to himself. "Girl, you got it going on!" Trish exclaimed. Natsumi could only wonder just what that meant and silently followed Trish out to her car.
The game itself, part of a pre-season summer invitiational tournament, proved not to be too interesting, as Cal State blew out their opponent early on, with Rodney sinking two three pointers from the baseline to expand his school's advantage to 20 points with five minutes left in the first half. Rodney spent most of the second half on the bench, as with Cal State comfortably ahead the benchwarmers got to see a lot of minutes. With each basket or free throw Rodney made, Natsumi clapped like a little girl and was glad that his team won it. Trish and Natsumi waited outside the gym for Rodney to shower and dress after the game was over.
Rodney strutted out and quickly spotted his sister and Natsumi. "Hey baby" Rodney aimed at Natsumi. She turned away embarrassed. "Rodney-san good" Natsumi haltingly averred. "Don't give him a bigger head than the one he already has, Natsumi" Trish laughed. Rodney didn't really hear his sister's attempt to deflate his ego, as he couldn't get his eyes off of Natsumi, her eyes sparkling in the dark. They started walking out toward the car, Rodney beside Natsumi. Rodney drew as close as he could to her without bumping into her and then went for it, taking her hand in his. Natsumi was startled and didn't know what to do. Her heart was racing a mile a minute now as she felt his strong hand clasping hers. She was also aware of the wetness forming in her pussy. At the same time, she was frustrated that she didn't know enough english to really say anything. Rodney's cock was getting really hard while they walked hand in hand out to the parking lot. He wanted Natsumi real bad. He began to think of what might be under that dress between those silky, athletic legs. Trish just shook her head and didn't say anything.
When they got to the car, Natsumi and Rodney separated. Trish unlocked the door to the front passenger seat and Natsumi got in. Rodney got in the back seat and moved up right behind the front seats, wanting to be as close to Natsumi as he could. Natsumi was perplexed and excited all at once. Her hands folded in her lap, she wished she was still holding on to Rodney's hand. They exited the parking lot and set off for Coach Davidson's place to take Natsumi back. "Hey, let's go get something to eat sis," Rodney pleaded. "It's getting late, we're going home," Trish commanded. Rodney started planning his next move, what he was going to do when they pull up at Coach Davidson's.
Arriving at Coach Davidson's, Natsumi chirpped a "thank you!" and opened the door to get out. Rodney quickly hopped out of the back seat. "Natsumi, wait!" "Huh?" Natsumi blinked. Rodney once again took Natsumi's hand and walked her to the door. They stood looking at each other for a couple of minutes. Trish honked the horn to try to hurry Rodney up. Rodney leaned over and kissed Natsumi gently on the lips. She finally had her first kiss, a sentimental memory for any Japanese girl. "Bye bye baby" Rodney quietly said, with a touch of sadness. "Bye bye" Natsumi repeated and turned to go inside.
To Natsumi, this seemed so sudden. Here she is, barely in her first week in America, and she is being courted by someone after nobody in Japan seemed interested in her that way. Feeling embarrassed and thrilled, she turned out the light in her room and tried to remember how Rodney's kiss felt and how firm his hand was on hers. She got up, took off her dress and let it drop to the floor. She then removed her bra and was now just down to her panties. As she went over and over in her mind what happened tonight, she began to get that ache in her pussy and her panties felt wet. Her right hand slowly snaked its way down her belly and reached the elastic waistband of her panties. She unconsciously spread her legs open as her hand slid underneath the fabric. Her clit felt warm and the moment her hand brushed it she let out an involuntary moan. As she put more pressure on her love button, she reached with her left hand for her boob and started kneading both her breast tissue and her nipple. She could hear how wet she is now, as her hand made squelching noises while she felt the heat building inside her.
Arching her back, she worked her stiff little nubbin, her eyes rolling back deep in her head, her breath becoming shorter and more rapid. "Mou chotto (almost there)" she thought, accelerating the pace with which her fingers moved across her clit. Finally, she went over the edge, the sensations racking her entire body and her hand and panties being positively deluged with her moisture while she finished herself off.
As good as that felt, however, her pussy still ached to be filled. This was something she had never experienced before. Previously, after she masturbated, the ache would disappear, but not now. She turned over and was soon to fall into a deep sleep.
She had an interesting dream that night. She was totally naked and surrounded by hundreds of cocks, nobody attached to them. Each cock took turns ravaging her pussy and by the time the dream was over she was covered in cum inside and out. She woke up with a start and noticed she was still wet. "Nani sore (what was THAT?") she thought to herself, recalling the bizarre dream. Her pussy still ached, so she masturbated again and brought herself to another orgasm, which helped her to fall back asleep.
The next morning, Natsumi was in a daze. Waking up before everyone else again, Coach Davidson found her staring out the sliding glass door that faced the backyard, apparently watching the sun come up. He stared at her long legs coming out of the little brown denim skirt she was wearing and then his eyes moved up to her tight body, which was in a baby blue t-shirt that was tucked into her skirt. He felt his cock starting to become more taught against his pants, but tried to suppress his lust. He approached her and inquired, "are you okay?" Natsumi, startled, blanched a little bit and then smiled faintly while stammering out, "okay."
She went to her room and pulled out her laptop. She sent emails to a couple of friends and her parents, telling them that she was having a good time working out with Coach Davidson's team. However, she left out any reference to Rodney, since she was still sorting out her emotions about it. She also didn't want to worry anyone. Right after finishing the emails, she heard Mrs. Davidson call her to breakfast.
A few minutes after they started eating, Coach Davidson asked Natsumi how Rodney did at the basketball game. Her face felt hot as she summoned up a "Rodney very good." Coach Davidson gave an obligatory "That's good," but he was wondering why Natsumi was so embarrassed. Breakfast was a little tense for Natsumi and she wanted to run away, but that would be rude. When everyone finished, Natsumi got up and went back to her room. There was no workout since the team didn't practice on Sundays, so she looked forward to a day of relaxing.
Slightly past 10 a.m., there was a knock at the door. Coach Davidson went to answer it. When he opened the door, there was Rodney. "Is Natsumi home," he tentatively asked, almost like he was pleading. Coach Davidson stepped out the door, and took Rodney out to the driveway. "Rodney, we gotta talk," he began. "Look, she is very shy and you could easily hurt her. Her father is a longtime friend of mine and I don't want to send her home with a broken heart or something worse. I know she's hot, but I don't need the headache...." "Coach," Rodney interrupted, I am totally in love with her. It's just not that she's fly, but I've never seen anyone that sweet in my life. I'll try not to hurt her, but you know how things go sometimes." Coach Davidson, all 6'8" of him, stared intently into Rodney's eyes, pointing his finger in Rodney's chest: "look, you had better treat her good Rodney, you understand me?" Rodney could see the fire in Coach Davidson's eyes and backed away defensively. "Okay, okay, coach. Now can I please talk to her?" Coach Davidson turned his back away from Rodney and strode back into the house, Rodney following him. Rodney crossed the threshold into the Davidson home and waited in the living room while Coach knocked on Natsumi's door. "Yes," she almost sang. Coach Davidson slowly opened the door and sticking his head in told Natsumi Rodney was here.
Natsumi's heart jumped. She pushed herself off the bed and walked out to the living room. "Hi" Rodney bashfully greeted. Natsumi waved her hand wordlessly at him. "You know Disneyland, right?" Natsumi, looking down at her feet, quietly responded, "Yes, I know." "You me go?" Rodney gently asked. Natsumi shook her head yes. She wasn't wearing any shoes, though, just a pair of ankle socks. So she went back into her room and put on some tennis shoes and went with Rodney out to his car. He opened the door for her and then got in. As she sat down, she was very excited and nervous. She tightly clamped her knees around her hands. This was her first real date. She hoped that she wouldn't make a fool of herself. Rodney looked at her beautiful face and then scanned down to her long legs. His cock was tingling and he moved around on the seat to find a more comfortable way of sitting.
They drove silently for a few minutes before making a left into the Disneyland parking garage. Natsumi got out and waited for Rodney to lock the car. Rodney walked up next to Natsumi and took her hand. "C'mon sweety, let's go have some fun." "Hai," Natsumi blurted even though she had no idea what Rodney just said. She enjoyed again the sensation of his hand in hers and pulled up as close to him as she could.
Natsumi didn't say much for the first few hours. She was just happy that she was spending time with Rodney and liked the rides where the seating space was a little snug so that she could hold on to his muscular arm. When they got in line for the Matterhorn, Natsumi had some trepidation, her stomach being a little on the sensitive side when it came to rollercoaster type rides. They made their way around the line and got to the front, where a sled stopped. Rodney got in and then Natsumi sat down in front of him. He tightly wrapped his arms around her waist and she reclined her body against his. She could feel how hard his body was against hers. She could also feel his stiffening cock against her ass and she blushed again, but it also made her wetter than she already was. As the sled crawled up the ramp to the top of the mountain, Natsumi felt Rodney's lips kiss her cheek.
Suddenly, the sled sped up and started its decent. Natsumi could feel Rodney's arms pulled up under her breasts. She closed her eyes tight as the sled sped on trying to focus more on Rodney than the ride. Natsumi liked the sensation of Rodney's arm against her soft, round breasts and wondered what it would feel like if her t-shirt and her bra weren't in the way. Rodney was totally hard now, his nine inch cock aroused by the feel of Natsumi's chest. Natsumi's nipples were hardening and the material of her bra was irritating them and she wished she could throw it away, but she was a good girl and it wouldn't be decent to do that, she thought to herself.
It was now early afternoon and Natsumi and Rodney were both hungry. They took a seat in one of the outdoor restaurants and Rodney enthusiastically dug in. He watched Natsumi while he chowed down, the delicate way she ate bringing a smile to his face. She was not only beautiful lookswise, but she even ate with some class. He felt like a barbarian next to her, but it just made him more attracted. He reached across the table and cupped Natsumi's jaw in his hand. She didn't know what to do, but didn't resist. He leaned toward her and kissed her full on the lips. Opening her mouth with his tongue, they kissed for a minute or so before she remembered that there were lots of people around and pulled away. But she wanted more. Her panties were now totally soaked and she had to catch her breath. She rubbed her thighs together hoping nobody would notice that her panties were wet.
Day turned into night and they waited for the fireworks display to begin. Just standing around on a sidewalk holding hands with Rodney, she was frustrated that she couldn't talk to him. She held his hand with both of hers. As the aerial fireworks were launched, she thought about how much she liked the summer fireworks displays over the Sumida River back home. She imagined Rodney in a yukata, the light summer kimono many Japanese wear during the hot, humid mid-year rainy season. Rodney wrapped his left arm around Natsumi's shoulder and pulled her closer.
As the fireworks exploded and whistled, he cocked his head and Natsumi felt his lips on hers again. Because it was dark, Natsumi wasn't as embarrassed and the kiss became long and passionate. Natsumi's heart beat as loudly as a bass drum as she felt Rodney's tongue probe her mouth, which was wide open to take him as deep as she could. The fireworks display finished and so did Natsumi and Rodney's kiss. How romantic, she joyfully thought. "C'mon baby, let's get out of here" Rodney suggested and they headed for the gate.
Natsumi's clit was throbbing with excitement and her mouth wasn't the only thing that she wanted to open wide. They got out to the parking garage, but it seems that several thousand other people had the same idea to leave an hour before the park closed and the exit was already jammed up. It was obviously going to take a while to get out. Rodney cursed this state of affairs, the first time that Natsumi had seen him angry.
Traffic oozed out the exit and it took 45 minutes before Rodney was able to get to the freeway. They weren't taking the same route though that they had used to get to Disneyland, so Natsumi wondered what Rodney had in mind. "Okay?" Rodney smiled at Natsumi. "Okay" she informed him with a smile. Natsumi was squirming around a little bit, though, since she was still wet. Her clit wasn't throbbing anymore, but she thought about the feelings she was experiencing now that she never had before.
Rodney got off the freeway and headed down a main street and then made a left. The car started ascending into the hills. It was very dark and Natsumi couldn't see anything except for what the headlights shone on. Rodney pulled on to the shoulder of the road. Looking over to her left, she could see the lights for miles on end it seemed. Rodney and Natsumi got out of the car and they stood at the guardrail across the street from where the car was parked and gazed at the lights. Rodney turned to Natsumi and they started kissing again on this dark, hilly road. The kisses seemed to go on forever. Natsumi could feel her clit come to life again and her nipples strained against her bra as her breasts rubbed up against rodney's buffed chest.
She was now almost panting as his mouth conquered hers and she wanted this sensation to never end. Rodney pulled away from Natsumi and wordlessly guided her back toward the car. But it was the back driver side door he opened and he slid in, pulling Natsumi in with him. He reached across her and slammed the door shut and wrapped his left arm around her shoulder and drew her close to him. He started by kissing her on the lips, but then moved down to her neck and her eyes rolled up in her head thanks to the feeling of his big full lips against the sensitive nape. She let out an involuntary moan as he bit and sucked on her neck. As he did that, his hand pulled her t-shirt out of her skirt and Natsumi felt his poweful hand against her bare stomach. Almost imperceptibly, he slid his hand around and up her back. His other hand soon followed and Natsumi could feel Rodney trying to unhook her bra. She was so hot, though, that she didn't care, hungering for more of the sensations she was experiencing.
Rodney finally unhooked her bra and Natsumi actually felt relieved, her sensitive, erect nipples now free. Rodney explored her soft, globe-like boobs. Every time his fingers flicked her nipples she gasped. He bunched her t-shirt up toward her neck along with her bra and began to suck on her tits. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Natsumi moaned. "Uhhhhh, kimochi ii, (that feels so good) " she sighed, as Rodney sucked on her hot nipples. She pulled his head into her chest, her back arched as he licked up and down the length of each nipple.
Then she felt Rodney's right hand sliding up her thigh and under her skirt. She pulled her legs together and he left his hand on her mound for now. Natsumi was getting so hot, though, that the aching in her pussy reached a fury she had never known before. Rodney forced his hand underneath her panties and her legs just seemed to melt away as Natsumi felt Rodney's hand in her crotch. He began to rub his hand up and down over her clit and vaginal opening, which made Natsumi squirm. Natsumi felt totally in thrall to Rodney's ministrations and all she wanted was more of the same. Rodney put more pressure on Natsumi's clit and increased the pace he was rubbing it and she came with a guttural convulsion, Natsumi never having felt something so good in her life.
Natsumi felt Rodney slide a finger into her hungry pussy and that was soon succeeded by another one. Rodney now had Natsumi literally in his hand and as he was rubbing her g spot, she moved her hips trying to masturbate herself on them. She came three more times in quick succession. God, she wanted him now so bad that she couldn't stand it.
As he pulled his hand out of her, she unzipped his pants and slid her hand inside them. She couldn't believe she was doing this! Certainly, as recently as a couple of days ago she couldn't have dreamed that she would soon be stroking a black man's nine inch cock. "Oh yes, baby, Ummmm...." Rodney whispered. "Oh God, that feels good, oh yeah." She could tell that he was enjoying it and and he laid back against the passenger side rear door and watched as Natsumi massaged his engorged dick, his precum lubricating her hand. "Oh yeah, baby, oh yeah" he whimpered, his cock feeling hot under her soft hand and his balls tightening. As his breathing became more erratic, Natsumi speeded up her strokes. "Oh shit, oh shit, I'm going to cum, oh fuck" Rodney choked, as he shot the first jet of his cream on Natsumi's face. Natsumi had to be that close to his cock to see what she was doing. She moved it to one side and his spurts seemed to go on for an eternity. Uhhhhhh.........he grunted. "God Natsumi, that was amazing!"
Natsumi didn't understand what Rodney just said, but she knew that she made him feel good. She wiped the cum off of her face with her hand and wiped it on her skirt. Rodney exited the car and opened the trunk and took out a rag and came back and wiped up the cum he had shot all over the interior. As he was cleaning up, Rodney reflected that nobody had ever made him cum like that.
Unfortunately, due to the size of the car, Natsumi and Rodney, two big people, couldn't do much more than what they already did sexually tonight. Natsumi was amazed that being with a man could produce so much pleasure. Now she was starting to understand what her girlfirends back home were talking about when they discussed sex with their boyfriends.
Rodney drove Natsumi home and kissed her goodnight. She waved at him as his car disappeared down the street. Natsumi quietly opened the door and tried to sneak in. Coach Davidson was waiting for her. She hoped that he wouldn't notice the cum stains on her skirt. "Thank God you're okay," He said, with a tint of anger in his voice. She looked down at the floor and could manage just a meek "gomen nasai (sorry)." When Natsumi got into her bedroom and saw the digital clock, it read 1:30 a.m.! Natsumi understood Coach Davidson's anger. She had never been out with anyone that late before.
She went and got a towel and washcloth and took a hot shower. It felt so good to clean oneself off after spending all of a warm summer day at Disneyland and then getting hot and bothered afterward with Rodney. "Ookii desu ne (geez, he's got a big cock)," she muttered to herself. "Iretara donna kanji deshou (I wonder how it would feel if he put it in me)." But she also knew that she was a virgin and that her first time was bound to hurt. Nonetheless, the feel and size of Rodney's cock occupied her mind as she slid open the glass door to the shower stall and grabbed a towel with which to dry off her toned, slim body. She also wanted to experience more of the orgasms that Rodney gave her.
Monday morning, Natsumi slept in, not rising until almost 10 a.m. The time she spent with Rodney last night served to release a lot of pent up tensions, causing her to sleep so soundly that she was a little woozy when she made her way to the bathroom to brush her teeth and hair. Practice wasn't for another three hours, so she had some time to think about the events of last night. Rodney's lust for her made her feel wanted and like a woman, things that she never experienced in Japan. She knew now that Rodney was crazy for her and she had a little bit of a swagger as she walked around the house.
Mrs. Davidson was at work and the two daughters, Amy and Jocelyn, had gone to the beach. Natsumi could hear the coach in his home office. His company offered telecommuting and it allowed him to set his own schedule. He still had to go into the corporate headquarters twice a week just to touch base with the other salespeople, but that wasn't that much of an inconvenience. Natsumi went back to her room and closed the door. She whipped her laptop out and sent more emails out, but still she didn't tell her parents or friends about Rodney. She grabbed the remote control and flipped on the tv. There was nothing on in Japanese and she almost as quickly hit the off button. Now she was getting bored. For a second time she went to the laptop and looked at a couple of Japanese news sites just to try to keep up with what was happening in her homeland.
"A~atsui! (God, it's hot today)." Natsumi thought. She got up and locked her bedroom door and then took off her jeans and blouse. Now attired in just a bra and panties, she resumed scanning the news, checking on celebrity gossip. As she read, her attention began to drift to other things. She started thinking again about what Rodney's monster cock would feel like inside her. Her hand subconsciously snaked down her flat stomach and she slipped it under her panties. She just held it there for a while as she fantasized about how he could fill her. Her clit began to silently cry out for attention and Natsumi teased it with her middle finger. She began to imagine Rodney on top of her, her legs wrapped around his muscular back pounding his meat into her. The fantasy became more of a reverie as her fingers seemed to move on their own accord as she got deeper into her daydream. Her fingers maneuvered faster and faster around her clit as visions of her pussy stretched against his thick dick crossed her mind. Suddenly, she convulsed and came with a stifled scream, her panties and hand now drenched.
Natsumi began to wonder if she was becoming "hentai (perverted)." Ever since she met Rodney, she's been masturbating far more frequently than she had before. Now she had to get up and change into another pair of panties and then get dressed just so that she can go to the bathroom and wash her hand. "Mendokusai! (what a pain in the ass)" she grumbled to herself.
That day's practice was intense and Natsumi sweated buckets, leaving her tired and sore afterward. So was the next day's and the day after that. Not that Natsumi wasn't used to that, since her training in Japan was just as intense, if not more so. A tournament was coming up and because Coach Davidson hadn't known that Natsumi was going to be available by the time rosters were supposed to be sent to the tournament organizer, Natsumi got left out. Coach Davidson had seen what an animal she was on the court and was kicking himself for not being able to use her and that hammer she had on her right shoulder.
A week had now gone by since the escapade on the hill with Rodney and not a word from him. Natsumi would ask Trish, but she didn't know how to. What Natsumi didn't know was that Rodney and his teammates had been worked nearly to death by his coach at university and he just didn't have any energy left to come over to see Natsumi. Natsumi wondered if she had been used as a "motteasobi (plaything)." It made her sad to think that was the case and she tried to put it out of her mind.
The day came for Coach Davidson and the team to leave for the tournament. Natsumi hugged each of the girls on the team and they said they were sorry she couldn't come.Now Natsumi was really depressed. She missed the comraderie she was developing with the other women and the practices were a good way to burn some time and keep her chops up. She went to her room and cried. She not only missed her new friends, but where was Rodney?
The next morning, Natsumi didn't even bother to get out of her pajamas. Amy and Jocelyn went to the beach again while Mrs. Davidson was at work. Natsumi figured that it would be at least 3:00 in the afternoon before she would need to change. About 11:00 a.m., there was a knock at the door. Natsumi was in a near panic. Who could it be? And I can't speak english. Dou shiyou? She tentatively approached the door and peered into the peep hole. It was Rodney! But Natsumi was still in her pajamas! "Chotto matte! (wait a minute!) " Natsumi shouted through the door and made a beeline for the bathroom to brush her hair. She then hurried into her bedroom and just grabbed the first things she could, a pair of shorts and a t shirt and then ran back out to the door.
When she opened it, Rodney grinned like a cheshire cat. "Hi baby. I'm sorry I was gone so long." He entered the house and gave Natsumi a big hug and a long, wet kiss. Natsumi was relieved. So he hadn't forgotten about her. "Where is everybody?" he questioned as he looked around the room. "Game" was all Natsumi could manage. "I see. Now only Natsumi?" "Yes." "Baby, I missed you so much," he purred as he wrapped his arms around her and began to kiss her again. She held him just as tightly and lost herself in all the deep kissing. The more their tongues intertwined the more Natsumi began to feel that ache again in her pussy. Her pussy felt so slick, especially with his rigid cock pushing against her crotch through his pants.
"Where is your bedroom baby?" he asked. "It is there" she pointed toward the hall. Rodney took her hand and began walking toward Natsumi's bedroom. She was embarrassed and blushed very hotly. She had never had a boy in her bedroom before. "Here?" Rodney asked. Natsumi shook her head yes and Rodney opened Natsumi's door. Her pajamas were still on the floor and the bed unmade. "A~kitanai (damn it, it's so dirty)." Natsumi was afraid that Rodney would think she was a slob. Rodney sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled Natsumi after him. He started kissing her again. It wasn't long before his kisses had her breathless. He ran his hand up her shirt and was pleasantly surprised to find that she wasn't wearing a bra, since she had no time to put one on before his unannounced visit. His big, powerful hand massaged and kneeded her breasts. She so desperately wanted to have her erect nipples sucked like he did the night in the car.
He pulled her t-shirt up over her head and for the first time got an unencumbered view of her mouthwatering tits. Her dark brown nipples practically called out to be sucked and he did, as she loved the way it made the heat in them seem to pulse. And the more he sucked on them, the more her clit begged for attention. He gently pushed her down on the bed and pulled off her shorts and panties, exposing a full, flower like pussy, hidden only by mere wisps of pubic hair. His cock was aching terribly right now and Natsumi was yearning for his cock. Rodney dove in and started lapping at her cunt, her legs cradled in his big biceps. Flicking his tongue across her clit set off little electrical charges in Natsumi's brain. As he did that, he went and slid two fingers into her moist twat, bringing her to several jarring and devastating orgasms.
Now she was a target. She was fully open for him to use as he wanted. She was so racked up from the previous orgasms that he could use her anyway he saw fit for all she cared. Any resistance at this point was pretty much impossible. Rodney slid off the bed and removed all of his clothes. Natsumi stared at this specimen of an athlete, with his washboard abs, powerful ass, thighs, and arms. Rodney climbed back on the bed and spread Natsumi's legs wide open. His cock, having attained its full length, was being rubbed against her waiting pussy. Natsumi braced herself for the pain that she anticipated she would experience.
Rodney started to climb on top of Natsumi and as he did so, she felt his cock violate her opening. Further in it went, opening up her now once virgin hole. He started to pump her slowly. She was surprised that she wasn't feeling any pain yet, but he hadn't pushed it in all the way yet, either. She wrapped her long legs around his back and he started to pump faster, finally burying his cock to the hilt and tearing away Natsumi's hymen, causing her to shriek in pain. Rodney stopped. "Are you okay?" Rodney said, with a concerned look on his face. "Okay" Natsumi tried to smile. "Gaman shinakya (I'm just going to have to grin and bear it)" she thought to herself. Rodney resumed Ramming his cock in and out of Natsumi's pussy. "God, you're so tight," he gasped, as Natsumi's vaginal muscles clenched on to his weapon.
The pain from the invasion of Rodney's cock began to subside and now it was actually feeling nice. Rodney loved the way Natsumi was whispering to him in Japanese while he was fucking her. Natsumi felt so full and just tried to focus on the pleasure she was now experiencing after the initial pain. Eventually, she was beginning to feel the same electricity and heat that did her in when Rodney ate and fingered her. "Kimochi ii, ummmmmm.......unggghhhhhh.......ii~~~~~~~" Natsumi was now crying out almost in desperation as she dug her nails into Rodney's back. He loved it when women dug their fingernails into him while he was doing them. He accelerated his stroke rate and was now positively jackhammering his huge penis into Natsumi. She grabbed his ass and tried to pull him as far as possible inside her and her clitoris seemed to supernova in several different directions through her body, her choked screams of "iku (I'm cumming!" not even intelligible.
Rodney was pretty close himself now, and with a few more strokes firehosed her pussy with his cum. Natsumi could feel the white hot semen streaming into her and the sensation drove her crazy. Rodney finally fired the last blast and his cock began to shrink and Natsumi felt it retreat from her stretched out pussy. They just lay there for a few minutes kissing, Rodney telling her things she couldn't make out.
When he got off of her, he saw the blood on the bed. "Natsumi, are you a virgin?" Natsumi turned beet red. "Yes, virgin." Now Rodney understood why she had let out that shriek. "Oh baby, I'm sorry I didn't know." Natsumi understood "sorry," so she wanted to reassure him. "I okay" she sputtered. Natsumi could feel the river of cum dripping out of her and grabbed a box of tissues off of the nightstand and cleaned herself up. Rodney sat at the edge of the bed just looking at Natsumi. "Man, I'll probably never do this well again," he estimated. Natsumi was starting to feel a little sore, but she was happy. Now she had a sexual experience she could tell her girlfriends about and it was even with a black foreigner. They would be so envious!
During the time that Coach Davidson was away for the tournament, Rodney would come over and Natsumi and him would fuck. He introduced her to the wonders of doggy style and it remains her favorite sex position. Rodney did indeed love Natsumi. He was totally smitten with her combination of gentleness and beauty while being a demon on the volleyball court. And she loved him. They would go running together, hang out and make love. That summer in Oakland is one that Natsumi will always treasure. Even if the relationship would eventually dissolve due to language difficulties and the ocean between them, Natsumi would always remain grateful to Rodney.
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