Top Gear

The following takes place after Season 1, File 2 - Tokyo Typhoon Rally

July - 1997


After an unusually quiet drive home, Miyuki's Toyota S800 arrived in its usual parking space at the apartment complex that she and Natsumi shared. As soon as she opened the door to their place, Natsumi wasted little time before grabbing a can of beer from the fridge and plopping herself down in front of the TV.

"I'm going to go draw a bath," Miyuki stated. Would you like to go first?"

"You can go ahead. They're running a Kurosawa marathon on TV, and I didn't get to catch the end of Yojimbo the last time it was on."

Miyuki smiled. As much as she could tell Natsumi was looking forward to soaking in a hot bath, she knew that it was almost impossible to drag her away from a good samurai drama. As soon as Miyuki closed the door to the bathroom behind her, Natsumi shifted her position on the couch. It was a silly idea, but she thought that by sitting on the far left side of the couch, she could see clearly down the entire hallway, straight to her own room at the end. Perhaps she could take another peek as Miyuki crossed from the bathroom to her bedroom across the hall, and confirm if that electric feeling she felt before was genuine or not. Even Natsumi couldn't believe she was coming up with such a stupid idea, just so she could try to get another peek at her roommate's body.

As the movie went on, Natsumi continued to cheer and raise her fist into the air each time Toshiro Mifune cut down another bad guy. It was liberating to watch an agent of justice, even in the case of the wandering samurai on the screen, be able to deal with criminals swiftly and utterly. Despite being enveloped in the movie, she was now laying down on the couch, so it would at least look a little natural for her head to be all the way at the far end, instead of her usual spot sitting right in the middle. "Why am I even doing this? It's not like she won't be wearing her robe anyway. And if I really wanted to act like some pervy guy, I obviously have a chance in the locker room almost every morning. Heh, if only Nakajima could see what I've seen," she thought to herself with a slight chuckle.

Inside the bathroom, Miyuki could hear Natsumi's cheers through the walls of the room. Feeling refreshed, Miyuki stepped out of the tub and gave herself a look in the mirror. "Same old boring Miyuki, huh?" she mused internally. She tried to lift her long black hair up, hoping a new style might liven things up, but it did little good to cheer her up. She let out a small sigh and reached for her bathrobe. "Huh?" she remarked when she didn't feel the cotton cloth in her hands. She reached again and felt nothing. "Oh shoot! I must've left it in my room!" she thought. "I could just run into my room across the hallway. It's not like Natsumi will notice anything with her movie still playing." Miyuki was still embarrassed about what had happened before in the locker room, mostly due to the insecurities she had about her own body, and the last thing she wanted was Natsumi seeing her boring naked body skipping from one room to the next. She cracked open the door and took a peek outside.

Natsumi never had the level of awareness that Miyuki did when it came to noticing small details, but she could easily see her partner's head peeking out of the bathroom. She didn't move her head though, only shifting her eyeballs a slight bit to the left, leaving Miyuki to assume that her attention was still focused on the action on the screen. However, what she didn't expect to see what Miyuki's gorgeous body practically leap from one doorway to the next. It was graceful, elegant, and most of all, beautiful. It was only a fleeting vision, but enough to get Natsumi's heart pounding, far more than the sword versus gun duel currently being displayed on the television screen.

"I'm done with the bath Natsumi, it's all yours!" came from Miyuki's bedroom.

"Uh...oh, thanks! I'll be there in just a minute, the movie is just ending now anyway."

"Phew," Miyuki exhaled in relief. She was confident that Natsumi was so focused on the movie that she didn't even notice her clumsy leap across the hallway. She hastily threw on some pajamas and sat down at her desk. It was still too early to go to sleep, but she was too tired to do much of anything else, so she booted up her computer. She figured she might get in maybe an hour or so of browsing the internet before she was ready for bed.

Natsumi's heart was still beating hard, and she placed her hand on her chest just so she could feel it pounding under her breast. "What is this?" she thought. "Miyuki is my partner and roommate. How can I even begin to tell her what I'm feeling here?" Shutting the TV off, she got up and went to her room to gather a change of clothes. She paused for a second, and then reached under her bed and removed a small, slightly dusty shoebox that was hidden behind her dumbbells. She took the contents of that box with her and went to go relax in her much-deserved bath.

After a little bit of searching, Miyuki had found a good online resource about taking care of kittens. She compiled all of the relevant information into one document, added some cute paw prints randomly on the pages, and began to print it out. "Maho will love this," she said aloud as she smiled. Over the sound of her new inkjet printer, she heard a faint buzzing sound that puzzled her. "That's strange. I just replaced the fans on this computer a few months ago. They shouldn't be having problems already." She got up to inspect the side of the machine.

Across the hall, the hot bath sat unused, sitting beneath a heavy cloud of steam that filled the room. On the floor, Natsumi lay sprawled out, completely naked, her teeth clenched on a pair of socks to muffle her cries of ecstasy. Of course, that did little to dampen the sounds coming from the vibrating toy she had held firmly between her legs. It was a pink bullet vibrator, small in size, but packing quite a punch for just two batteries. She writhed around, kicking her legs and flopping her back up and down off the floor as she pleasured herself with it.

"That's odd," Miyuki thought. Perhaps the sound was coming from the printer? She decided to print another copy of her instruction sheet to see if that was the case. She could probably give that second copy to one of the other children at the school anyway.

Natsumi wasn't even thinking very straight, literally. Images of Miyuki's naked body assaulted her mind as she pressed the vibrating egg tight against her body. The pulses sent waves of pleasure up her spine, straight to her head, which felt like it was spinning. At this moment, all she could think about is how good it would feel to have her beautiful partner ravishing her body. She usually preferred to start out with a long, slow masturbation session that built up to a final climax, but she was far too excited to wait for that sort of result tonight. She was aroused and nothing but a fast and furious orgasm was going satiate her in this state.

With a mechanical 'ker-chunk' sound, the printer dropped the second sheet of paper into the tray. Miyuki could still hear that buzzing sound, but it was obviously not coming from either her PC or the printer. She got up from her chair and headed for the door. Perhaps Natsumi was playing with some new exercise device that she had ordered from a catalog. After all, she still had boxes of them piled up in the corner of her room that she hadn't even opened yet. Once she poked her head out the door, the sound was definitely more audible, and it was clearly coming from the bathroom across the hall. She also heard the sound of something being knocked over coming from the same place. "Is Natsumi okay?" she wondered. She was hesitant to check on the status of her partner, since she did try to respect her privacy, but she was genuinely concerned about Natsumi's well-being at the moment. She gently cracked open the door to the bathroom and let out an inaudible gasp as she saw the lower half of Natsumi's naked body convulsing on the floor. "Oh my god, is she alright?" Miyuki wondered as she covered her mouth, with a shocked-yet-concerned look in her eyes. She had barely entered the room when she noticed through the steam that Natsumi was not only fine, but shaking wildly due the fact that she was pleasuring herself with a vibrating toy. Miyuki's eyes widened as she saw Natsumi's sweaty, finely-toned body shake in enjoyment from the experience. She quickly and quietly exited the room before Natsumi could even notice that the object of her affection had even entered it.

Standing out in the hallway, Miyuki's knees buckled, and she collapsed to the floor. "What did I just see?" she thought, her hand still covering her mouth. She was certainly familiar with masturbation and sex, but being a virgin, she had never actually seen anyone else experiencing these pleasures in person, let alone another woman. She also rarely touched herself, and when she did, it was far more subdued than what she had just witnessed in the other room. Unfamiliar feelings began to circulate in her mind. "Why was Natsumi doing this now? Is this normal? Did it have anything to do with that glance she had taken in the locker room?" Miyuki began to move her other hand down between her legs but stopped when she heard a muffled cry through the door. She had a shocked look on her face when she realized that Natsumi had just called her name out in the throes of pleasure.

Inside the room, Natsumi's body was arching into the air, supported by nothing more than her feet and the back of her head. "Miyuuukiiiiii!" she screamed in rapture as she reached a point of pure bliss that she hadn't felt in some time. Natsumi was unaware that she had just audibly screamed her partner's name during her orgasm, and she was even less aware that Miyuki was sitting just outside the door, listening to her moans and spasms. Her body suddenly collapsed to the floor, her firm buttocks breaking the fall. Breathing heavily, she slowly removed the wet vibrating egg from her pulsing vagina, feeling further pangs of pleasure as it exited the pulsing orifice. She placed her right hand between her legs, leisurely inserting two fingers into her damp pussy while her left hand continued to rub her breasts. It had been some time since Natsumi had had any sort of sexual pleasure of this magnitude, and she felt reborn by the experience. Moaning slightly, she gradually removed her fingers and placed them in front of her face. With her libido having just reached a new peak, Natsumi was completely taken in by the sight and smell of her fingers covered with the juices that were practically oozing from between her legs. She hesitated for a moment, and inserted both fingers into her mouth, tasting the sweet nectar of her pussy. Sucking on her fingers, Natsumi continued to moan in ecstasy.

Miyuki's head was swirling with thoughts about what she had witnessed, and what she was still hearing through the bathroom door. Miyuki certainly knew that Natsumi possessed the type of body that drove men crazy, but she had never found herself sexually attracted to it, outside of a tinge of jealousy from time to time. But having seen Natsumi writhing around in pleasure was literally an eye-opening experience for Miyuki. It released feelings that must have been buried deep in the back of her mind that she never even knew she possessed. "What did it mean that she screamed my name? Is she attracted to me? Am I attracted to her?" she thought. Without even realizing it, Miyuki had been rubbing herself gently while listening to Natsumi's continued cries of pleasure. Upon noticing this, she quickly withdrew the fingers from her damp panties, embarrassed at what she had been doing despite the fact that nobody else was around to witness it. She got up and quickly entered her bedroom, closing the door softly so Natsumi would not hear that she had been in the hallway.

After a long and relaxing soak in the hot bath, Natsumi retired to her room for the night. Grabbing a pair of silk panties and a t-shirt, she quickly got dressed and hopped right into bed. She was extremely fatigued, and despite her extreme happiness at the results of her masturbatory prowess, she was a little worried about how Miyuki might react to her if she ever did decide to confess these feelings. She had planned on staying awake a little longer to plan on a way to broach the subject to Miyuki, but as soon as her head hit her pillow, she fell asleep in sheer exhaustion.