One evening, while we were wandering around, Ryosuke suggested we go check out this sushi restaurant he'd found in downtown Oceanview. That sounded nice, so off we went. It was in this strip mall off the main highway not so far from my house. The decor was fairly western, wooden floors, brightly lit. I think the sushi chefs might have been Korean, but our waitress was Japanese.
The food was nice enough, eel, salmon, tuna, avocado. We overheard people at the next table speaking Japanese. Ryosuke asked them if they were students like us, and it turned out that they were. They were living in Los Angeles, and had come down to Oceanview for the weekend. Haruko and Misae were the girls, and the guy's name was Koji. Haruko is a clean cut girl next door type, milky complexion, cheerful, polite. Misae is darker, petite, and had a naughty face and a naughty laugh. She said she sometimes gets mistaken for a Filipina. Koji is kind of like their bodyguard. He is big like a sumo wrestler, but he was gentle in the way he talked. All three of them seemed nice.
They told us a bit about L.A. Ryosuke and I had just got back from there, so we knew some of the places they mentioned: Hollywood, Venice Beach, Little Tokyo. One thing they did was go to baseball games. They invited us to come with them, and see.
I used to watch high school baseball on TV in Japan before I moved to the States, but actually, I don't really know that much about baseball in the U.S. Haruko kept going on about Shohei Ohtani, a pitcher for L.A. at the time. I hadn't heard of him, but she showed me some pictures. He is kind of cute, tall for a Japanese, clean cut, affable and apparently quite popular with the fans.
The day of the game, I had a shower, getting all squeaky clean. I got out, and peered at myself in the mirror. My wet black bangs were all over, strewn across my pale orange forehead, my eyes dark and fiery, my pink lips ready to be kissed. I mulled over what to wear. Misae seems pretty open-minded, and Haruko had already hinted that she is hot for Ohtani. Koji didn't even blink when she said all this. I wasn't really sure who was dating who, but anyway, they seemed cool with whatever. I ended up going for a sporty look: a pair of steely grey workout pants, a lacy cream crop top and a short white mini-hoodie. I told my host mom Loretta that I was going to a baseball game, and then headed out to the train station to meet Ryosuke. He was clean-shaven for once, hair neatly styled, dressed smartly in a black hooded jacket and blue jeans. He smiled when he saw me. I was glad he likes how I look.
On the train, I snuggled up next to Ryosuke, playing with his hand. He got out his smartphone, and started videoing the two of us. I smiled for the camera, happy to be off on this adventure with him.
Each pair of two seats was staggered, so there was no one sitting across from us. There was a guy sitting the next pair forward, but it seemed like he had tilted his seat back, and gone to sleep. Ryosuke lifted the camera up, videoing the other people in our train car, but none of them were facing this way even. Ryosuke mugged at me, clearly wondering if we could get away with fooling around. We don't usually mess around on trains, but it was true we were kind of shielded by the tall seat backs, so people couldn't really see us.
He continued to video us, but leaned back waiting for me to do something. I gave him a frowny face, but it was maybe true that even if we do fool around, people probably won't notice. I kind of weighed this in my mind, but Ryosuke kept smiling at me, nodding for me to try.
I have to say I wasn't 100% sure, but I finally gave in, and started undoing his pants. His penis popped out, and he was so hard already. I placed a jacket over it so people wouldn't see, but it didn't look like any of them were watching us anyway. I gave his wang a few playful tugs. He looked so pleased, tickled to being pleasured right here in the middle of the train.
I was more cautious. I kept watching the people in front of us, but stripped off my white hoodie, adding it to the jacket that was shielding his penis from view. The people in front weren't watching, so I lifted up my crop top, and pulled down my bra, letting him video my breasts. I have to admit I was getting pretty excited doing all this. I could feel it in my breasts and down below.
I knew that Ryosuke wanted me to go down on him, but the problem was the woman in front of us turned around, and was trying to adjust her seat. She couldn't see Ryosuke's cock, but it just would have been too strange for me to bend over, and fellate him with her right there. I kept tugging on his manhood, while trying to act normal. I smiled for the camera, but it was actually so strange, jacking him off right in the middle of this busy train.
Eventually, the woman turned back away, so I finally leaned over, wetting his schlong with the tip of my tongue. It was tricky though, keeping an eye out for her, while teasing him. He was getting excited though, and signaled for me to roll over, so he could undress me.
I was sitting on the aisle, so this was going to be tricky. I rolled over on my side, keeping an eye out for this woman. Ryosuke piled the jackets on top of me to cover up, but I could feel him rooting around underneath. It took him a few tries, but he finally got my bra undone, and pulled it out. I was more worried about my track pants, but somehow he managed to get those down, pull off my panties, and then let me pull my pants back on. I was so worried we'd get caught, but so far I don't think anyone had clued in.
We did our best to have sex on the train. I swear we did. I was really wet, so his penis slid right in. Unfortunately, that woman kept turning around, so it was hard to get into a groove, you know? I got Ryosuke to lower his jeans, so he could get in there more. He did get in a few really good thrusts. I swooned for the camera, but honestly, we did seem to be attracting attention, from the noise or something, so we kept having to stop. Another problem was we were getting close to L.A. Eventually, he nodded we should stop, so he pulled back out. I was a bit frustrated to say the least. Maybe if we had more time we could have gone all the way. It was pretty exciting.
Anyway, I got out wet tissues, letting Ryosuke have one. I wiped myself off, and pulled my pants back up and top back down. We were both still pretty horny, but I did my best to settle down, and not do anything stupid.
When we arrived in L.A., we got off. I kind of wanted my bra and undies back, but Ryosuke whispered he liked me better this way, free muff. It did feel kind of exciting wandering around commando. The waist band was fairly loose, so it kept sliding down, exposing the crack of my buttocks.
We eventually figured out the local transit, and caught a bus to the stadium. Ryosuke held my hand tight, and kept complimenting me on how sexy I look.
When we arrived at the stadium, Haruko, Misae and Koji were there. Haruko's skin was white as ever, but she was blushing for some reason. I wanted to go inside, but we had to wait for Steve, an American guy, Haruko's date apparently.
Eventually, Steve showed up, and we all turned to meet him. He was kind of handsome-ish, maybe Mediterranean with a bit of a goofy manner. His voice reminded me of Kermit the Frog's. Ryosuke gave Haruko some money, and she gave us the tickets she'd bought for us.
The stadium was huge. When we passed the field, I could see some of the players down there warming up. They were tall and spiffy looking in their crisp white baseball uniforms. The player nearest, turned this way, eyeing me! Wow! Maybe he thinks I'm cute!
Haruko led us up to the Japan section in the outer loge near right field. There were so many Japanese people there I felt like I was home again. Our seats were separate, three on the top row, and three the next row down. I kind of wanted to sit next to Ryosuke, but Haruko pulled me down to the second row, and motioned for me to go first. Ryosuke sat behind me next to Koji and Misae. I reached up to join hands with Ryosuke, but he leaned down, and said,
"It's alright. I'm right here."
We finally settled in, and started watching the game. I didn't really recognize any of the players except Ohtani. He is pretty cute, clean cut with smooth skin and boyish charm. I can see why Haruko likes him.
Steve pointed out that we could follow the stats and replays up on these big video screens high up in the bleachers behind us and on the other side. I made a couple of attempts to figure out the scoreboard, but I mainly just watched the game. Every time Ohtani was pitching, we would all cheer him on. 'Showtime' they call him.
When I turned around, Ryosuke was elbowing Koji pointing out that they could see the crack of my bottom above the waistband of my track pants. A bit distressed, I pulled up my pants, but Ryosuke made a disappointed face. I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do, but he did seem to be getting a kick out of my rear end. We were both still kind of horny from earlier.
When a break finally came, I asked to be let out, and went up to get something to drink. Ryosuke came after me.
