This is a real story as it happened to the author. Only names have been changed.
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This summer holiday I was visiting my Japanese girlfriend at her university town. I tend to tingle to Japan all three months to visit my girlfriend until I get a prolonged study position at a nearby university.
The long distance in time and as well as physical distance makes the beginning of every visit slightly awkward. It takes a little time to get used to the other person again so we tend to plan things we do together to get antiquated again.
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This visit we planned to go to the cinema together, eat dinner in a restaurant and then return back to her place.
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My girlfriend Eri is only about 150 cm tall and owns the slim figure usually associated with Japanese. With a round face, a cute small nose and those small lips usually seen on kimono pictures her friends tend to joke that she looks more Japanese then most Japanese do. Like many other Japanese girls she looks with her 19 years much younger, which was reinforced by the fact that she tends to wear higher then knee skirts and wide dresses.
Today she was wearing a light blue skirt with a white wider top. Many Japanese tend not to wear skin tight tops since they feel embarrassed about the probability to be taken as slutty. The problem hereby is that it hides their body shape and therefore makes them look more like adolescent girls then women. With her long open black hair surrounding her face and flowing down her back she could have been mistaken for any schoolgirl on the street.
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After we finished the dinner we went to the bus station to return home, but as luck had it we still would have to wait another 20 minutes. Therefore we decided to walk through the supermarket of the mall and just pick up some snacks.
With 19 my girlfriend is not allowed to drink in Japan, but as I was over age she tended to use me to buy alcohol. She actually doesn't really drink anything. Due to her enzyme weakness she is not even able to drink and looks like tomato after just half a bottle of beer. But she is always interested to try different drinks just for the gross taste. I never seen her drunk, she just likes to fool around.
So we decided to buy a tiny bottle of a weird peach snaps and then finally hit the bus. At around 11 pm we reached the station and made our way up the hill in direction of her flat.
As we crossed by the old castle in the city center we could see the lantern lighting inside and atop the small fortress hill.
This sparked an idea in my head, I took Eris hand and made my way up the hill.
Eri just laughed, as she grasped my idea: "Night picnicking on the hill?"
"Sure, you know I like those old castles and we can see half the city from up the wall!" I grinned.
We climbed up the hill and went to the front wall, overlooking the central station and some still busy shopping streets. The castle itself was long gone, but the walls were still standing. So it was effectively a viewpoint for tourists and couples. As we had walked up the hill we had seen another couple strolling through the grounds downhill but otherwise we were alone at this time.
"Let's use the wall as a table!" she suggested and put the small bottle on the wall. Then she turned around and pushed herself up to sit on the stone embankment. Her legs were just a little too short to reach the ground and she was tangling them like a little girl on a playground.
I was just looking at her in the orange twilight. Like the cute little girl she is she was grasping for the bottle with both hands while her blue skirt was pushed up just to reveal a small glimpse of red panties.
"Let's try this!" she took a gulp of the liquid and shivered immediately from the taste: "To strong alcohol and much to sweet!"
Watching her naked tangling legs and seeing her body shiver while she complained in her cute voice send a shock down my spine, which ended in my pants. I felt an oncoming erection.
She handed me the bottle and I tried a mouth full. It was indeed to sweet, but hardly any alcohol for my taste. So I laughed: "Maybe you should try more!"
"hm... maybe." She replied, took the bottle from my hand and tried a few sips more, before she put the bottle to the side: "Baah... never again..."
She stretched her arms out and grasped my hands. "I think I'm getting drunk..."
As unlikely as it sounds, for her 10 minutes and such tiny amount really could make her slightly inebriated. She looked around if anyone was nearby then pulled me closer to put her arms around my neck and kiss me shy on my lips.
Kissing in public is usually considered very embarrassing and kind of taboo in most areas of Japan so every time she kissed me she looked around to look if somebody was nearby. Even at this time of the night.
By now I was standing directly by the wall between her naked legs and I could feel my bulge growing in size.