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Self-Scouting	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: Sailor Moon > General Views: 1060 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or any of its related properties, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 4: Electric Outlet
-Toys, Lang, M/F (implied)

Life can be so unpredictable, Lita mused when she returned to her sparse flat one evening after work.
She’d been working at a local bakery after school for a few months now, ever since she turned seventeen. An arcade across the street drove a lot of their business, and one of the employees there happened to be the senpai she’d had a crush on back in middle school. She hadn’t seen him in a few years now, and the first few times she saw him, she barely recognized him. He’d grown a bit taller, and his face had lost some of its roundness.
He'd gone from cute, she’d thought, to gorgeous.
As it turned out, they occasionally rode the same train home, depending on their schedules. A week ago, he’d struck up a conversation, and they’d caught up until her stop. Lita went home unable to stop smiling.
Four days ago, they’d shared a train again, this time a crowded, cramped one. They’d had to stand close together, with him behind her. Inevitably, someone had jostled her senpai into her backside. He’d had the good grace to apologize, but Lita also couldn’t ignore the stiff bulge against her rump. She couldn’t deny, to herself at least, that she liked having that effect.
Yesterday, they’d shared a crowded train again. This time, Lita was facing her senpai. When the jostle came, she felt herself pressing against him, namely her large breasts against his chest. He’d blushed, and Lita thought he might kiss her. She’d felt pretty disappointed when he didn’t.
Both incidents had remained firmly on her mind all day. They distracted her at school, at the dojo, and at work. Now that she’d arrived home, at a flat where she lived alone (subsidized by the Japanese government due to her status as an orphan), she could actually do something about it.
First, Lita decided to make herself comfortable. Off came her work uniform, which she deposited into the laundry basket. Removing her bra for the day always brought a sigh of relief, and today was no different. Her plain white panties soon joined the other garments, to be laundered later.
Now nude, Lita retrieved a box from a drawer in the nightstand beside her bed. From this box she withdrew a two-pronged object made of dark green plastic and silicone, the larger prong cylindrical and slightly curved, the smaller one curling more dramatically towards the other. A power cord trailed from the object’s base, which she plugged in.
On a shopping trip a few months ago, the five of them – the Sailor Scouts in their civilian identities – had ducked into a boutique for women’s goods. Lita had sought some cute bras, which could be tough to find in the E-cup she wore. This device’s box had caught her attention from its perch on one of the higher shelves (thanks for once to her height), with the packaging promising “powerful pleasure with less effort.” Having had difficulty self-pleasuring with her hands – it felt like trying to tickle herself – she’d bought the device (with some encouragement from Mina). This was the first time she’d worked up the courage to actually use the thing – or, maybe, the first time her arousal had overridden her embarrassment.
Lita pushed the button at the base, and the device sprang to life in her hand, buzzing softly on the default lowest setting. She applied the tip to one of her large nipples and yelped at the unfamiliar sensation, but she quickly decided she liked it. Her breathing quickened as she circled the now-stiffened peak. Before long, she repeated the process for the other side.
“Do you like them, senpai?” she apostrophized. “Do you like my… my tits?”
Your tits are incredible, Mako, she imagined him replying, using the shark-based nickname he’d given her in middle school. They’re so big, and they look so soft. I want to feel them around my cock.
Lita moaned, a bit embarrassed by how much the idea turned her on. Holding her breasts together with one hand, she guided the vibrator between them, upping the intensity a few notches to feel it better. She even thrust it back and forth to better simulate the fantasy. “Oh, senpai,” she purred, “how does it feel, to have your dick between my tits?”
Amazing, Mako, he groaned. You might make me blow my wad just from this. Want me to cover your face and tits?
Once, at the orphanage, when Lita was around twelve, she’d opened a broom closet to see one of the older boys rubbing himself. Either she’d arrived at precisely the right (or wrong) moment, or the sight of her had set him off. At the time, she’d stared, aghast, at the spurts of white liquid that launched from him. Now, she couldn’t deny the appeal of letting her handsome senpai cover her with the evidence of how good she’d made him feel – using only her breasts, no less.
“Another time,” she promised her imaginary lover. “Tonight, I want to feel good too.”
Lita slipped the vibrator out of her cleavage and trailed it down her stomach, exciting herself further. Her legs parted eagerly, and she pictured the look on her senpai’s face as he saw her spread open for him. Is that where you want me to put my cock, Mako? he teased.
Lita moved the device downward, past the neatly-trimmed thicket of auburn curls crowning her groin, to nuzzle against her pussy. She fantasized about senpai rubbing the engorged tip of his cock against those same folds. Jolts of intense pleasure filled her as the device hummed against the sensitive flesh.
“Yes, senpai!” she cried. “I want your dick inside me. I want you to be my first. I’ve wanted it for so long now.”
Oh? You’re still a virgin? fantasy-senpai replied. How sweet of you to save yourself just for me. I promise to make it worth the wait.
Bit by bit, Lita eased the toy inside herself. Fortunately, she’d broken her hymen about a year ago while sparring in the dojo, so she didn’t have to worry about hurting herself. Pleasure surged throughout her body as the device burrowed deeper and deeper. When the smaller prong seated itself against the bundle of nerves above her opening, the pleasure surges intensified, as if she’d grabbed a live wire. To avoid overstimulation, she had to turn the vibration down one notch.
“Oh, senpai!” she groaned. “Your dick feels so good inside me!”
Your pussy’s so wet, Mako, her fantasy replied. It welcomed me right inside. Like you were made specifically for my cock. In her imagination, he stroked her face tenderly. I’m going to start thrusting, okay?
Lita started working the toy accordingly. “Fuck me, senpai,” she pleaded. “My pussy’s all yours.”
Lita lost herself in the fantasy while thrusting the vibrator into her pussy with increasing frequency. She imagined wrapping her long, powerful legs around senpai’s waist. With her free hand, she squeezed her breasts, pretending her partner was doing so. Pleasure rolled through her body like thunder and crackled like the sheet lightning between clouds that heralded a coming storm. Again and again, she entreated her senpai to keep fucking her.
Damn, you’re eager, Mako, fantasy-senpai teased. I’m surprised you haven’t put out for me already.
“I want to, senpai. I want to fuck you. I want your dick so, so badly.”
Would you let me fuck your raw pussy? he asked. No condom, no pulling out?
“Please, senpai!” Lita cried, the thought sparking a cascade within her, a swirling vortex of bliss soon to touch down. “Fill my pussy! Fill me with your cum!”
She imagined him doing just that. Her own climax jolted through her like a lightning bolt, whiting out all her senses. “Oh, fuck, senpai! Fuck me! Fuuuuuck meeee!”
After the initial shock, Lita eased the vibrator out of her now-too-sensitive pussy. She felt fuzzy-headed, like static in her head. Panting to catch her breath, she switched the device off.
“Oh, senpai…” she sighed happily. “I finally came, thanks to you.” She held up the real-world agent of her satisfaction. “You too, little friend.”
On wobbly legs, she made her way to the bathroom to rinse off the vibrator. “I should do something for Mina to thank her for talking me into buying this,” she told herself as she turned off the faucet.
"Maybe I'll bake her a cake."
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A/N: I'll admit I'm a little nervous about this one - making Lita/Makoto the pottymouth is probably a controversial characterization decision. But I thought it would be fun for the not-actually-delinquent girl to have picked up some filthy language and to have an imagination to match.
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