Live Life In Luxury
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Category:
+. to F › Card Captor Sakura
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
4,535
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Card Captor Sakura, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Live Life In Luxury
"Sakura! Sakura!!!"
What the hell was that sound? Sakura Kinomoto was awoken by a gentle rocking, then a yell. She opened her eyes, to see Tomoyo lingering over her bed, holding a schoolbook.
"NOT AGAIN!" Sakura was late for school again, and couldn't afford to miss this time. She whipped on her clothes, and sped off. Tomoyo just stared at her, lovingly. She went on home, feeling a little sick, and flipped on a video. It was a video she had taped of Sakura in her card-capturing days. "Oh how I miss Sakura's days." She stared in her closet of Sakura costumes, and saw one hanging. She made that one for the day she and Sakura slept with each other. Sure, it was a fantasy, but hey, a girl's gotta dream.
When Sakura got home, she saw rosepetals leading up to her bedroom. Tomoyo was sitting in a pool of them, wearing lingerie, and a small see-through robe. Her boobs were hardened because of the coldness in the room, and Sakura blushed. "What the...Tomoyo...why are you" Sakura questioned.
"Sakura, I have something to confess..." Tomoyo got up and got close to Sakura's lips and whispered in her ear "I love you, more than anything." She kissed Sakura passionatly on her lips, then waited for Sakura.
Sakura just stood there, dumbfounded, and red as an apple. "I'm sorry T-tomoyo, but I gotta go..." She ran off to her basement, while Tomoyo was left hanging.
"Hmph, if she won't answer me, I'll just have to get her to have me."
That night, Sakura went back to her bedroom, and the rosepetals were gone. She soon fell asleep, when she felt a hand on her stomach, moving up. Sakura got up, but a voice whispered "Don't you dare" Sakura was now handcuffed to the bed, and was in a small and skin-tight pink costume. The stranger got up, and to Sakura's surprise, it was Tomoyo. In her hand, she had the keys to the handcuffs. She bent over, and started kissing Tomoyo. "Now Sakura, you be a good girl and I'll let you go after we fuck. If you don't, I'll just have to fuck you as hard as I can. Got it?" Sakura nodded, and Tomoyo took off the top of the costume, revealing Sakura's cold hardened tits. She started licking them, then kissing them, and then she started squeezing them. But that wasn't enough for her, oh no. She took off the bottom of the costume, and slid her hand down Sakura's area. It was shaven, and wet. But not wet enough... She took the panties off and started digging in. Dinner was served for her, and she couldnt' wait for dessert.
Downstairs, a plate of strawberries and whipped cream awaited the two. Quick as butter, Tomoyo snatched them up and started with the cream. She sprayed it on Sakura, creating a whipped cream bra and a whipped cream pantie. She stuck strawberries on the tits, and a strawberry at the clit. She dug in, and started getting the taste of more than whipped cream and strawberries. Sakura was cumming, and moaning. Tomoyo figured that was enough, and she quickly undid the handcuffs, and put Sakura's clothes back on. She frenched Sakura passionatly, then slid her wet finger down her throat, and whispered "See you tomorrow, but it will be the other way around."
What the hell was that sound? Sakura Kinomoto was awoken by a gentle rocking, then a yell. She opened her eyes, to see Tomoyo lingering over her bed, holding a schoolbook.
"NOT AGAIN!" Sakura was late for school again, and couldn't afford to miss this time. She whipped on her clothes, and sped off. Tomoyo just stared at her, lovingly. She went on home, feeling a little sick, and flipped on a video. It was a video she had taped of Sakura in her card-capturing days. "Oh how I miss Sakura's days." She stared in her closet of Sakura costumes, and saw one hanging. She made that one for the day she and Sakura slept with each other. Sure, it was a fantasy, but hey, a girl's gotta dream.
When Sakura got home, she saw rosepetals leading up to her bedroom. Tomoyo was sitting in a pool of them, wearing lingerie, and a small see-through robe. Her boobs were hardened because of the coldness in the room, and Sakura blushed. "What the...Tomoyo...why are you" Sakura questioned.
"Sakura, I have something to confess..." Tomoyo got up and got close to Sakura's lips and whispered in her ear "I love you, more than anything." She kissed Sakura passionatly on her lips, then waited for Sakura.
Sakura just stood there, dumbfounded, and red as an apple. "I'm sorry T-tomoyo, but I gotta go..." She ran off to her basement, while Tomoyo was left hanging.
"Hmph, if she won't answer me, I'll just have to get her to have me."
That night, Sakura went back to her bedroom, and the rosepetals were gone. She soon fell asleep, when she felt a hand on her stomach, moving up. Sakura got up, but a voice whispered "Don't you dare" Sakura was now handcuffed to the bed, and was in a small and skin-tight pink costume. The stranger got up, and to Sakura's surprise, it was Tomoyo. In her hand, she had the keys to the handcuffs. She bent over, and started kissing Tomoyo. "Now Sakura, you be a good girl and I'll let you go after we fuck. If you don't, I'll just have to fuck you as hard as I can. Got it?" Sakura nodded, and Tomoyo took off the top of the costume, revealing Sakura's cold hardened tits. She started licking them, then kissing them, and then she started squeezing them. But that wasn't enough for her, oh no. She took off the bottom of the costume, and slid her hand down Sakura's area. It was shaven, and wet. But not wet enough... She took the panties off and started digging in. Dinner was served for her, and she couldnt' wait for dessert.
Downstairs, a plate of strawberries and whipped cream awaited the two. Quick as butter, Tomoyo snatched them up and started with the cream. She sprayed it on Sakura, creating a whipped cream bra and a whipped cream pantie. She stuck strawberries on the tits, and a strawberry at the clit. She dug in, and started getting the taste of more than whipped cream and strawberries. Sakura was cumming, and moaning. Tomoyo figured that was enough, and she quickly undid the handcuffs, and put Sakura's clothes back on. She frenched Sakura passionatly, then slid her wet finger down her throat, and whispered "See you tomorrow, but it will be the other way around."