Akira felt the body in front of her tremble, soft warm flesh quivering against her own. As she dragged a finger loosely down from collarbone to chest, scraping her fingernail gently along the crest of one breast, she was rewarded with a whimpering, mewling sound. Her hand lingered for a while, fingertips playing lightly across the small pink nub at first, the movements getting gradually rougher as she pinched and teased the hardening protrusion.
The young woman, barely more than a girl in truth, arched her back, the ridge of her spine nesting neatly into the curved posture of the older woman behind her. As Akira moved her attentions deftly from one breast to the other she felt a hand touch the side of her face, maintaining a strong but tender grip. The girl’s other hand was somewhere under the covers in front of her, and despite the sheets blocking the view, the movement of her elbow combined with the quiet, wet slapping sounds coming from under the sheets didn’t leave much to the imagination.
Akira shifted position slightly, freeing up the arm that was trapped under her side. Raising it she ran a hand tenderly through the mane of glossy, deep purple hair pressed under her chin, twirling strands idly through her fingers. This seemed only to spur the girl on, the movements of her hand now visible through the ruffled sheets, her breathing turning into short husky sounds broken up with deep gulps of air.
Akira smiled, pinching the now fully erect nipples between her fingers, tugging gently on them and driving her partner into an even deeper frenzy.
‘A-Akira, I think I’m gonna…’
Her whole body was now writhing in pleasure, her supple buttocks rubbing across Akira’s thighs and occasionally grazing the sweet spot between her legs, sending a series of shivers through her.
‘I-I’m going to…‘
‘You’re going to what, Hanako?’ Akira asked, whispering into her ear.
‘Y-you know…’ she replied, her cheeks flushing red.
‘Say it.’ Akira commanded in a hard tone, causing Hanako to jump a little, but not slowing her wrist movements down.
‘C-Come. I’m g-going to come!’ she shouted, her hips bucking in an effort to impale herself deeper onto her own fingers.
‘Good girl, come for me.’ Akira purred softly into her ear, her pinching growing rougher and faster.
Hanako yelped, her free hand moving to her breasts, clutching Akira’s hand for support even as it continued massaging her.
‘Uh…uhhh…ahhh!’ Hanako moaned, her whole body suddenly loosening as the tension flooded from her system.
Akira loosened her grip on Hanako’s breast, cupping it and rubbing a thumb gently across her nipples, eliciting soft gasps from her. Akira imagined they would be sore in the morning, but she was sure Hanako would agree it was worth it.
‘So, what do you think?’ Akira asked, ‘Glad you came to visit me again?’
‘Y-yeah, it was f-fun.’ Hanako replied, her cheeks reddening further as she removed her hand from under the cover and held it up as if it was evidence of her claims.
The dim light in the room reflected off her index and middle finger, the glossy sheen covering them and running down to her palm immediately obvious. Akira grunted a laugh, reaching out and locking Hanako’s raised hand in place, her head snapping around to face it. With a quick grin she licked the glistening liquid pooling in Hanako’s palm, tracing the small trail up her dainty fingers. Once at the fingertips she nibbled gently, sliding the digits past her pursed lips with little effort and savouring the sweet taste they were coated in.
Hanako’s breathing started speeding up again as Akira worked the fingers into her mouth, and she moved her free hand down to Akira’s modest chest. At the contact Akira stopped and removed the fingers from her mouth, a look of longing in her eyes as she leant forwards.
The two locked lips fiercely, Hanako’s large purple eyes widening as she tasted herself on her lovers tongue. It wasn’t, she thought, entirely unpleasant, but she’d much rather be tasting Akira. Spurred on by this thought Hanako broke the kiss just as Akira seemed to be getting into it, earning her a scowl from the older girl.
Reaching a shaky arm out Hanako nudged Akira so that she was lying on her back, scooting over and mounting her midsection in one fluid movement, a look of surprise in Akira’s eyes as Hanako took the initiative.
With her legs straddling Akira’s hips, Hanako leant down and whispered in her ear, ‘N-now you’re going to c-come for m-me.’ The effect might have been slightly ruined by her stutter and the crimson flaring to life in her cheeks, but it caused Akira’s eyes to widen in surprise and something to stir to life between her legs.
Hanako had slowly but surely withdrawn from her shell around Akira since the two had met through Lilly and become secret lovers, but this was the first time she’d been this forward about anything – especially in the bedroom.
‘C-close your eyes.’
Akira did so, fighting the impulse to leave them cracked open slightly.
Hanako’s weight shifted from her hips, leaving behind a small wet patch on her skin where the girl had straddled her. She could feel Hanako sliding down her legs and coming to a stop at the end of the bed, followed by the strong grip of hands around her ankles. Hanako pulled her arms apart, spreading Akira’s legs out to either side of the bed, pausing for a second to glance up between her thighs.
‘K-keep your eyes shut.’ Hanako reminded, replied to by Akira with a slight nod.
Hanako paused briefly, taking a deep breath and calming herself down before lowering her head and laying it on one of Akira’s thighs. She turned her head and planted a gentle kiss on the smooth skin beneath her, followed quickly by a kiss on the opposite thigh.
Movement out the corner of her eye caused her to look up as Akira’s hands worked their way over her own body, starting at her hips and moving slowly upwards, across her flat stomach and slightly protruding ribs, coming to a stop on her modest chest.
Hanako smiled, looking back down and planting some more kisses, each one getting slightly higher and lasting slightly longer than the last. When she got far enough up that her cheek brushed against the light golden fuzz neatly framing Akira’s womanhood she stopped, leaving her mouth close enough to blow her warm breath over bare skin.
Another quick glance up showed Akira’s hands kneading her small breasts, teeth biting down on her lower lip in anticipation of what was to come, her eyes still glued shut.
Back to the task at hand, Hanako stuck her tongue out between her lips, leaning closer to the warm, sweet smelling spot between Akira’s legs. She realised with a start that she didn’t really know what to do – she had never done this to Akira before.
She had tasted Akira before - the first time she had come to visit with Lilly, having only met Akira on a few occasions beforehand, the older woman had suggested that Lilly have one bed to herself while she and Hanako shared the other.
After some coaxing from Akira the two had lain facing each other, red and purple eyes meeting with flickers of excitement and uncertainty respectively. Akira had moved forward first, her eyes remaining open and studying Hanako as their lips touched, ready to pull away should the shy girl show any discomfort.
Hanako had remained frozen for a second or two and Akira was just about to pull back, apologising profusely and going to sleep in her car, when Hanako’s eyes fluttered shut, her tense body relaxing and melting into Akira’s arms, her lips moving subconsciously in inexperienced movements.
When Akira’s hands had made their way down to Hanako’s body, resting against the soft fabric of her pink nightie, Hanako had managed to pull back, weakly stammering out an apology.
‘P-please Akira…n-not yet.’
Akira had nodded understandingly, her hand moving up to brush the hair away from Hanako’s eyes as she smiled a warm smile at her. During another long kiss Akira’s hand had started making its way back down, brushing lightly against Hanako’s body, causing her to take a sharp breath while their lips were still locked.
‘Don’t worry,’ Akira had murmured, pulling back slightly. ‘I’m not going to do anything you don’t want me to.’
As their lips came together again, a slow and tender kiss, Hanako heard the snapping sound of elastic as Akira’s hand worked its way into the boxers she slept in, her breathing speeding up and soft mewling sounds escaping from her throat, muffled by Hanako’s mouth that was still clasped to her own.
It’s hard to tell how long passed in the darkness, the two holding onto each other as their lips met again and again, low moaning sounds emitting from Akira as her hand worked between her legs. Eventually, to Hanako’s surprise, Akira’s whole body convulsed in a series of shudders, the resulting sound Hanako was sure would wake up Lilly.
‘Mmph,’ Akira whispered as she rolled away from Hanako and laid on her back, arms outspread. ‘Thanks Hanako…how was it for you?’ She asked, eyes glued to the ceiling.
Hanako was silent for a moment, mustering up enough strength to respond. ‘I-it was good…b-but…why m-me?’ Tears formed in her eyes as she spoke, glistening in the darkness. ‘I-is it b-because there’s n-nobody else here? S-so you had to m-make do with m-me? You’re really p-pretty, but I’m u-ugly and h-horrible. I’ve never even k-kissed anyone b-before…’ she trailed off, squeezing her eyes shut to stop any tears from escaping.
Akira had leaned over, pulling Hanako into a tight embrace that almost crushed her. There was nothing sexual about it as their lips met this time, Hanako’s slightly wet from the tears that ran across them, it was perfectly gentle and caring.
‘S-so why d-did you-’
Hanako’s sentence was cut off as Akira held a finger to her lips in a shushing motion, apparently not realising where it had been until Hanako recoiled backwards, a hand wiping instinctively across her face as Akira laughed and apologised.
It wasn’t until she lay in a snoring Akira’s arms, slowly drifting off to sleep that she thought maybe the taste hadn’t been entirely unpleasant.
‘Hanako?’ Akira asked, staring down at her with a worried look on her face.
Hanako realised she’d been lost in thought, and wondered how long she’d been day dreaming of their first ‘encounter’ together.
‘S-sorry, I…I don’t really know what to do.’ She admitted, heat rising in her cheeks.
Akira just laughed, moving her gaze up to the ceiling above her. ‘Just try stuff out and I’ll tell you what feels good I guess.’ She replied, her eyes drifting shut once more and her hands moving back to her chest.