Jun X Emily

Part 1 of mini series im doing in collaboration with Ada who is writing hot little stories for it.

"You're sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine, Mom," Emily replied. Her face was illuminated in the glow of her laptop screen, where the image of her mother's concerned expression flickered. "Classes are going great, everyone's been really nice to me, and I'm really picking up the language." She sipped her tea and tugged the blanket around her shoulders. 

"Well, you know I get concerned," Katherine sighed. "You're in Japan, halfway across the world... Did you want me to wake up your sister?"

"That's okay, I'll talk to Scarlett later. You know how grumpy she gets in the morning."

"You're right, honey," Katherine smiled at her. "But if she sleeps in much longer, I'm going to slip an icicle under her blanket. Did you enjoy your gift?"

"I sure did," Emily patted the care package. "It's really going to come in handy. And thanks, Mom."

"Merry Christmas, Emily," Katherine beamed.

"Merry Christmas, Mom."

They said their good-byes and I-love-yous and ended the call. Emily stood up and stretched, working the feeling back into her numb legs. The only light came from the laptop screen and the cherry-red glow of a space heater. The rest of the apartment was cold and dark.

She sighed, feeling restless and homesick, and shrugged the blanket from her shoulders. "I should visit the gym," she muttered to herself. She grabbed her gym bag and coat. "Maybe take a nice run on the treadmill..."

***

Emily patted her sweaty body down with a towel as she strode into the changeroom. It was kind of odd, being in a empty gym, but this was Christmas after all. The attendants left her alone, which was a bit of a blessing, and the locker room was deserted, which was an incredible relief. Here in Japan, an athletic blonde American girl was a curiosity. Emily was somewhat more than that.

She tugged her workout clothes off, and her cock flopped free. It felt thrilling to let it out without fear of being gawked at. Emily took hold of it and gave it a shake, then sat down on the bench. She folded up her tights and was about to stow them when she saw her swimsuit tucked neatly in the bottom of her bag.

When was the last time she'd gone for a swim? It felt like forever. Probably before she left for Japan. But right now, the pool would probably be deserted...

"I really shouldn't," Emily murmured. "But it'd be a nice way to cool off."

A few minutes later, she padded through the door, barefoot and clad in her swimsuit with her towel tucked under her arm. The familiar tang of chlorinated water hit her nose. Emily saw a figure swimming and splashing about, and cautiously approached the cool, inviting water. It was a girl, and a chubby one at that.

Emily ignored her, and slipped into the pool. She began doing some laps, swimming with easy, skilled strokes. The other swimmer sat on the edge at the shallow end, tapping on her phone. After a few laps, Emily lay back, paddling occassionally as she relaxed in the water.

She got a better look at the other girl as she drifted by. She was Japanese, with auburn hair, a round face, and plump lips. A skimpy bikini clung to her luscious curves. The girl caught Emily's eye and smiled. Emily glanced away, her ears reddening.

The girl lifted her phone to her ear. "Hey, Makoto," she said in Japanese, "It's Jun. Actually, I'm at the pool. No, it's just me and some blonde foreigner."

Emily realized that Jun must have assumed that she didn't speak Japanese, but she understood every word. She continued to casually paddle about, pretending not to listen.

"A girl, yeah," Jun continued. "A real hot one. You should see her tits. Huh? 34C, maybe. God, I would let her wrap those legs around my face, too. I bet she fucks like an animal."

It took all of Emily's willpower to pretend she didn't understand every word Jun was saying. Her imagination seemed to grab hold of the fantasy, picturing Jun bent over as Emily pounded that pear-shaped ass. The rhythmic smack of flesh and the grunts of ecstasy. Sucking on those tiny breasts. The feeling of those lips smacking and slobbering over Emily's cock.

Her cock stiffened beneath her swimsuit as Emily's mind conjured up those images. Jun's vulgar words made her shiver. She twisted around in the water, concealing her erection. God, she hadn't masturbated in days! No wonder she was so easily aroused. She glanced up and saw Jun was looking at her. The other girl smiled as their eyes met. Emily's cock twitched.

"What a tease! She's showing me her ass," Jun chuckled. "You think she understands me? Hey foreign slut, I wanna stick my tongue in your shithole! If you had a dick, would you fuck me all night? Nope, doesn't look like it. Oh well." Emily shivered at the mental picture. Would Jun let Emily really fuck her, if she knew she was listening? Before Emily could follow that train of thought, Jun finished up her conversation and slipped back into the water.

"Hi," she greeted in English. "American?"

Emily nodded.

"Cool," Jun continued, "Are you visiting for vacation? How do you like Japan?"

"It's, ah, interesting so far," Emily said cautiously, treading water. "But I like it. I'm still adjusting to the culture and, um, language."

"Well: Yookoso," Jun grinned, swimming around the blonde. "That means 'welcome.' I'm Jun."

"Emily." They shook hands. Emily couldn't help but feel a thrill at the touch. "And thank you, I mean, 'arigatou.' So, Jun, what do you do?"

"I work for a video production company," Jun explained. "Assisting with production, editing, other stuff." She dove under the water. Jun's bikini had slipped between her cheeks, and Emily's eyes fell on the soft globes of her ass. Their glistening roundness inflamed the lust percolating in her, and her cock swelled in her bathing suit. Emily couldn't help but wonder how much precum she was leaking into the pool water...

She realized Jun had surfaced and was looking at her expectantly.

"I'm sorry," Emily shook her head, trying to shake the mental image of Jun's buns. "What were you saying?"

"I asked what brought you to Japan," Jun prompted with a smile. "Are you an otaku or something? Are you on vacation?"

"No, I'm a student," Emily explained. "I'm on an exchange, and I always wanted to go to Japan. Everyone's been nice, so far. But it's been really different." She thought about Jun's vulgar tirade earlier. "Mostly, I mean."

"Hmmm, got a boyfriend back home?"

"Nope."

"Girlfriend?"

"Um, no."

"Maybe you find a Japanese girlfriend," Jun chuckled. A flash of brown caught Emily's eye. One of Jun's nipples had slipped free of her bikini and was peeking coyly out just at the water level.

"Maybe I will," Emily said distantly, trying not to look.

"Hnnh," Jun grunted. "You sure are distracted, Emi-san."

"Oh, sorry."

"You wanna play a game? How about a race? Just to the other end and back."

"Are you sure?" Emily asked quizzically.

"Yeah, it'll be fun," Jun smiled as she paddled to the starting position.

"What are the stakes?" Emily asked, swimming after Jun.

"Hmmm, how about the loser has to do whatever the winner says?"

Emily thought about Jun's sexy ass and plump lips... "You're on!"

"Okay, ready? GO!" Jun took off like a shot, racing through the water at a speed that belied her soft shape. Emily took off after her, swimming in powerful, agile strokes. She swiftly caught up to Jun, but as she passed, the other girl reached out and squeezed Emily's ass. Her rhythm was thrown off, but she rallied and swam harder.

Emily rocketed past Jun, and deftly twirled in the water to launch herself the other way. She was so focused on swimming that she realized she couldn't hear Jun splashing about. She paused and glanced back, but that's when she felt a soft body press against her from behind.

"Surprise!" Jun laughed, squeezing Emily's boobs together. Emily froze in shock and Jun took the opportunity to run her hands down Emily's body until they found her cock. Jun gasped, Emily squirmed out of her grip, and the blonde sped to the finish line. Only when she took a moment did she realize that Jun had been pressing something against her. Something hard.

"There's no point in pretending, Jun," Emily said breathlessly as the other girl waded towards her. "Not anymore. I felt you pressing against me, so I know you're a girl like me." She looked down and saw Jun's erect cock lewdly poking out of the bikini to punctuate her statement. Emily's own erection made an oblong lump in her bathing suit.

"Not at all," Jun replied cryptically.

"So tell me what you are, then," Emily ordered. "I won, so you're supposed to do what I say."

"I'm a boy, Emi-san." Jun smirked. "I just look sexy in a bikini." Emily certainly couldn't argue with that. Boy or girl, Jun was sensual as hell. Her cock throbbed at the sight of Jun's glistening body in the dying sunlight. A sudden impulse seized Emily.

"Kiss me," she commanded. Jun didn't say a word, he merely pressed himself against her again and their lips met. Emily closed her eyes and leaned back as a multitude of sensations washed over her. The soft, quivering warmth of Jun's mouth was electric! She moaned and parted her lips. Jun seized the opportunity, and slipped his tongue into her mouth. Emily responded in kind, sliding her own tongue out to roll wetly against his. Hot breath and saliva mingled between them.

Their cocks were squeezed between their bodies, and Emily could feel the heat of Jun's erection against hers even through the wet fabric. She felt his hand squeezing her thigh as they kissed, and she lifted the hand up to her breast. Jun obliged, groping Emily slowly. She realized, somewhat distantly, that this was her first real kiss.

Emily slid her hand up Jun's arm to his shoulder and neck and pulled him in deeper, working her lips against his and quietly moaning into his mouth. Jun gave as good as he got, his lips and tongue expertly swirling against hers. Her hand drifted downwards to Jun's chest and slid under his bikini. His nipple was soft and puffy against her palm. She rubbed and tweaked the fat nub until it stiffened, eliciting a whimper of pleasure from him. That gave Emily an idea.

Reluctantly, she broke the kiss. Jun made a sound that was almost a question, but became a gasp as Emily tugged his bikini to the side and clamped her mouth on the stiff brown teat that popped free. She worked her lips, suckling at his nipple like an expert, and met his eyes as she gazed up at him. Jun bit his lip and moaned, shivering as Emily clung to his chest. She could feel his cock quivering against her own as Jun's hips twitched in lust.

"Nnnngh! Stop, stop, please!" Jun yelped. Emily let go of his nipple and looked up.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing," Jun panted. "But I'm pretty sure we're gonna get kicked out if we go any further."

"Oh... Yeah. Uh, why don't we go back to my place?" Emily suggested, tucking Jun's nipple back under his bikini.

"On Christmas?" Jun grinned and shook his head. "No way. Come on, Emi-chan. I'm going to show you the best time you ever had." The two of them dried off and went back to the changeroom hand-in-hand.