“Hey, little gurl, if you’re going to get upset at me seeing your boobs, don’t flash them to me. ‘Cuz, if you do, I’m going to take a good look…and you can take that to the bank! And for your information, what I saw was simply enticing…yeah, enticing…just like you.”
“Okay…I forgive you for being a dirty-young-man. Now, how about showing me how to surf before we get into further naughty-naughty situations?
I didn’t tell Nina but when she was on my longboard, she was belly-down in front of me and with her legs spread for stability. As such, she gave me a cock-stirring glimpse of her tight butt cheeks, her sweet little snatch, and its camel-toe indent in her wet bikini bottom. My erotic musings were, however, rudely interrupted when I heard, “Hey, Jerry, who’s the good-looking chick?”
Looking up, I saw my surfing buddies, Kimo, Kamu, and Myron. “Hey, guys, meet my…ahhh…”
At my hesitation, Nina sat up, her little legs in the water as she straddled my longboard, and unexpectedly said, “Hi! I’m Jerry’s new girlfriend…although he is reluctant to admit it because I’m still in high school. I am Nina…and you folks are?” After extracting the names of my surfing bros, my little Japanese pixie said, “Nice to meet you all…and I hope to know you better after Jerry accepts the fact that he’s mine. Now, if you guys don’t mind, Jerry is supposed to be showing me how to surf.”
Much to my dismay (and definite embarrassment), I heard as I paddled us out to the waves, “You go, girl!” and “Give ‘um, Nina!” and lastly “Auwe (Hawaiian for ‘Damn’), the buggah is sure pussy-whipped!”
It went without saying that our first three attempts were dismal failures as Nina couldn’t find her balance on the longboard. However, on the fourth, Nina stood up and with me holding her hips and we rode the wave in. We repeated this except that on the sixth attempt, I slipped off the surfboard, allowing my Asian lovely to ride the wave into the shore to the cheers of the other surfers. Our seventh attempt had Nina crying out in sheer enjoyment as I gripped her trim waist and hoisted her to sit on to my shoulders. Our last ride had me lifting Nina into a flying prone position which thrilled her to no end.
“Oh my God,” exclaimed an excited Nina as she helped me haul the longboard up the beach to our spot, “That was completely unbelievable! Thank you, Jerry, thank you!” And with that said, Nina promptly went into her public display of affection mode to the viewing pleasure of those on the beach.
“Nina! Rein in your teenage hormones! You don’t have to ‘physically’ declare that I am yours…:”
“Aha, so you’re finally admitting that you’re mine?” smirked a sassy Nina to her self-satisfaction. “Come on, let’s eat the lunch that I packed for us.”
“Always bribing me with food, hmmm…well, that’s one way to snag this Hawaiian boy. Of course…there are ‘other ways’ too…heh, heh, heh.”
“Look who’s talking about reining in hormones, my horny Hawaiian boyfriend. I bet if we weren’t on a wide-open beach, someone would be trying to seduce someone into giving ‘it’ up,” teased Nina. And then after a pregnant pause, she murmured, “Not that I would mind…”
“Whoa, girl! As I’ve said before, you are going way too fast as well and a bit too far.”
“I’m sorry, Jerry, it’s just that I’ve never met someone like you. You’re the first guy who doesn’t get flustered or insulted around me. The guys that I know are either real nerds and get tongue-tied or those who are rather full of themselves which turns me off to no end. With you, I can be myself…crazy…impulsive…sassy…’cuz I know you like me for whom I am.
“Can you believe it that I’ve never had a boyfriend? All of my girlfriends have had fellas. Some even have done the dirty deed…while all have messed around with their guys to varying degrees. But cute and irresistible me…well…I’m a clueless in all ways. Me being ‘slutty’ with you is something new in my life…and a change I’m beginning to like.”
Then after chewing on and swallowing a bite of her sandwich, Nina meekly inquired, “Jerry, have you ever ‘made it’ with a girl? I mean…if you don’t mind me being nosey.”
Casually sipping on my soda, I replied, “Yes, I have…with quite a few…but the affairs fizzled, leaving me with only memories…and not all good ones. And no, I’m not going to tell you about my ex-girlfriends because a gentleman…which I am…doesn’t kiss and tell. Hmmm, I will say, however, that I’ve never had a romance…that’s because sex and love are not always the same thing.”
“Hmmm, I never thought of it that way. I guess they are not always the same thing. Jerry…since the both of us have never been in love, do you think that we could be each other’s first romance?”
Leaning over, I let my lips lightly brush against Nina’s before whispering, “I cannot explain it but you, Nina Okamoto, are right. You’re becoming a part of my life, and I hope to become a part of yours. We just don’t have to rush it…let’s simply enjoy it and each other…and let things happen.” And with that I kissed my new girlfriend tenderly, loving the way her petite body molded against mine.
“Ohhh, that was nice…and it’s about time you kissed me that way. Hmmm, all right, I try to contain my excitement and wild desires…and go slow. Okay…so when can I meet your parents and see where you live?”
“Hey! What happened to going slow?”
“I am. Am I throwing myself at you? No. All I am trying to do is to learn more about you, and what better place to start than with your family and home. Come on, Jerry. be fair. You met my parents and saw my home…I want to see that part of you. Please?”
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“Mom…Dad…I’d like you to meet Nina Okamoto. Nina, my parents, John and Martha Kealoha.”
“Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Kealoha,” chirped Nina pleasantly as she did a slight nod to each of my parents. “Please forgive me for dropping by unexpectedly, but I wanted to meet the two of you so badly.”
I could tell my dad was shocked as he looked at this petite pretty Japanese girl standing next to his tall hulk of a son. His raised eyebrow told me immediately that he didn’t know what to make of Nina or the situation, and was at a complete loss for words.
My mom broke the uncomfortableness by saying, “Welcome, Nina, to our home. It’s not much…a bit messy…but it’s comfortable and ours. Come and sit next to me on the sofa. Excuse my husband…you’re the first girl that our kolohe (Hawaiian for rascal) son has ever brought home, and judging from your manners, you are a high-class one at that…not like some of the ‘other’ girls I hear tell that my son has fooled around with.”
“Ooh, you and I must have a girl-to-girl talk about those ‘other’ women…”
“Mom! Don’t you dare! And you, you nosey little girl, don’t…”
“Hush, boy, don’t be telling your momma what she can or cannot say in her house… hmmph! Just because you’re going to college, don’t get too big for your britches. Hmmph…later, Nina…later. Now, how did you meet my son?”
“Oh, I was practicing my cheerleading routine and he was secretly spying on me…”