This is a true story of a wonderful Japanese/Canadian lady who came in to my life when she visited me in Australia. The story follows on from Chapters 1 and 2.
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When we awoke next morning, the day had all the makings of being a hot one. I thought it would be a good opportunity to have an early beach swim. I put this to Kiki who had never been swimming in an ocean before. However she pulled out her only swimming costume, the one in which she swam laps at the pool.
As she held it up by the straps, it was so small I asked if she could really fit in it. She immediately commenced to put it on and did, indeed fit into it. It was the type you would normally see champion swimmers wearing at swimming meets and had the logo of her university on the front. However, it made Kiki's body look even smaller but revealed the curves of her body. She put her blue dress over the costume and we headed off for the beach.
I chose a beach which had a sheltered southern end where I expected the waves to be smaller than the rest of the beach. I stopped at the headland above the beach where I pointed out the variations in the sea, particularly the rips that could wash her out to sea. Kiki's only request was that I stay with her at all times.
We started off by running two laps of the beach. I found that Kiki was in reasonable shape and was able to turn on a good burst of speed at the end of the second lap. It was then time to enter the surf which was running at about half a metre. Kiki turned out to be a strong swimmer and once I was able to show her how to dive under the waves as they broke, we were able to make our way beyond the breakers so we could swim and relax. I pointed out the different waves and the ones we could use to ride in on. For the first one, I lifted Kiki into position and gave her a push to launch her on to the wave and away she went, surfing the wave for about ten metres. She stood up, turned around with a big grin on her face before the following wave crashed into her. She popped up and to her credit, readied herself to dive under the next wave. She was learning fast.
"That was fantastic," said Kiki as she made her way back to me. I put her on three more waves before she had a go by herself and was successful in catching the wave. She was hooked. We stayed in the surf for about an hour before making our way to the beach.
When we reached the beach, Kiki jumped up, wrapping her leg around my waist and her arms around my neck to kiss me. "Thank you for bringing me to the beach. It's very exciting."
As we walked up the beach we were approached by a Japanese couple who spoke to Kiki in Japanese and she replied in Japanese. I was not aware Kiki spoke Japanese as usually I found that by the time the third generation of immigrant comes along, the original language was dropped. Kiki's mother had insisted that she maintain the Japanese language and culture.
After a short conversation, the couple left us.
"They were watching you teaching me to surf and wanted to know where they could hire you. I told them you were my personal trainer and you were not available," Kiki said.
We then had a shower under the public shower on the beach. I was looking at Kiki, along with several other males nearby. When she was wet, with her form fitting swimming costume, Kiki looked to be no older then fourteen. I noticed a few odd looks when I commenced towelling her down. I was less than two years older than Kiki but in appearance, she appeared ten years younger.
We stopped over at a pastry shop to pick up some croissants before making our way home.
"I'm sure I have washed away my travel fatigue. It is a great way to start a day and just think, if I was home, I would be huddled up, trying to keep warm."
On our arrival home we headed for the shower. I got in with Kiki, had her face me with her head resting on my chest, poured some shampoo on to her hair and began to massage her scalp as I rubbed the shampoo into her hair. Like most other girls, Kiki did not want me to stop but all good things must come to an end and I finished by soaping her body down and the washing it off. As we stepped out of the shower, I grabbed a towel which I dried her hair and the rest of her body. As I made by way down her body, I kissed her lips, her nipples, her belly button and last, but not least, her pussy.
"Wow, I can do with more of that," Kiki said.
Kiki put on a dress similar to her blue one and knickers but no bra.
We had croissants and coffee out on the balcony while we mapped out plans for the day. I it was a Saturday, my usual marketing day and I had also promised Kiki I would take her shopping for her Japanese ingredients.
We set off and headed to the North side where there was a Japanese part of town known as little Tokyo. When we entered the shops, Kiki was amazed at the range of Japanese products. Kiki initially took me aside and apologized, as she would be speaking with the shopkeepers in Japanese, saying it would be easier to identify in Japanese, the ingredients she required. That was typical of Kiki. She was always polite. I loved watching her as she transformed into different person, with the various Japanese body gestures as she spoke.
We returned home with our purchases and had lunch. We were having a cold drink, sitting on the sofa when Kiki put her drink down and climbed on to me. I knew that Kiki had a month before returning home and asked if she wished to take any tours. She said that she would rather stay with me but might take a few day tours. I was not able to take a month off from work and would be working for some of the time. I decided to introduce Kiki to some of my friends so that she would have some female friends to accompany her when I was working. I told her that we would meet some of my friends that afternoon at a local hotel.
"Don't give me any alcohol. I don't do alcohol very well. Maybe it is because I am small that I get affected very easily. The two glasses of wine last night were more than enough."
"Is that what lead you to bite me."
"Oh, I am sorry. I forgot about it."
She undid my trousers and pulled out my penis and examined it. There were still marks on it.
"You are behind in compensating me with your kisses," I said.
Kiki pulled herself up and started kissing me.
Before we left I reminded Kiki to take her photo ID.
As the hotel was only several blocks away, we decided to walk. When we arrived at the hotel, all my friends, with their wives and girlfriends were there as they were anxious to meet Kiki, being Japanese and Canadian, was a bit of a novelty.
As soon as we entered the hotel, Kiki was asked for her ID. When she produced it, the person who asked for the ID said, "I would never have guessed. Thank you."
She was well received by all as we sat around listening to the band. They wanted to know everything about Kiki and appeared as intrigued by her and her diminutive size as I was.
Kiki made friends with some of the girls who made arrangement to link up with her during her stay. The group them made our way to a restaurant for dinner. During the afternoon at the hotel, Kiki drank only orange juice and sipped only one glass of wine at the restaurant.
As we walked back to my apartment, Kiki was in a happy mood. "I really enjoyed myself. Your friends were really nice people," as Kiki reached up and pulled me down to kiss her.
When we arrived home, we entered the bathroom to brush our teeth. Kiki was standing in front of me, both looking at the mirror. I undid the back of her dress and lifted it off revealing Kiki standing only in her knickers. I reached around to her tits and started massaging them as Kiki leant back to me, closing her eyes. Kiki turned around, leapt up with her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck and kissed me.
I walked to the bedroom with Kiki clinging to me and carefully, placed her on the bed. She lifted her hips as I removed her knickers and she moved further up the bed. I made my way up to her and kissed her before moving down to her tits as Kiki ran her hand through my hair. I was anxious to get down to her pussy, making my way down, hooking my hands behind her knees and pushing them back so that I had clear access to her pussy. Kiki let go of my hair and raised her arms above her head as if she was surrendering.
I worked away at Kiki's pussy until she had an orgasm. She pulled me up to her and at the same time, lay back, recovering. "Now fuck me," Kiki said as she brought her legs back and began to guide my penis into her pussy. Kiki was happy for me to stay on top as she moaned and screamed, digging her fingers into my back as she held my body to her. She had another orgasm after which, she relaxed while she recovered. I held her in my arms and kissed her, on her forehead and eyelids.
I held her to me and whispered to her.
Thinking about the afternoon, I asked her if she had any problems with having to produce ID all the time.
