A Kendo Girl's Explorations

Chapter 5:


Lost Innocence, Renewing Friendships


By C. R. Laden



{Lemon, Yuri, Fem Slash, Minor}

I know, the last chapter didn't use the 'MINOR' description, but rest assured, this one does! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Now, for the good stuff! Read on!


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I did the grammar check myself, so expect some slight miss spelling and bad wording.

"Speech"

'Thought'



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Hesitant to step into the room, Shinobu tooka few seconds to do so. When she had finally entered, she quietly slid the door closed behind her. She stood behind Motoko, speaking not a single word. Her head was lowered slightly as she stepped closer to Motoko, as if to use her for cover. She kept her eyes from meeting Keitaro's, unsure if she should make eye contact or not.

An odd silence filled the room momentarily, untill Motoko spoke up. "you should apologize, and you need to be...," she moved in closer to Keitaro, leaning close to him. "Very..." her finger tip brushed down his lips softly, "...sincere." Before Keitaro could ack, Motoko closed the distance between their lips.. Her left hand caressed his cheek softly. Her right hand came up to rest on Shinobu's shoulder, as if to encourage her to follow her lead.

As timid as she was, shinobu managed to join in. Doing exactly as Motoko had instructed her eariler that day. She kneeled so her face was about even with Keitaro's waist. Using her left hand, she lifted his shirt and began to kiss along the top of his waistline gentlely. Her right hand inexperiencedly fumbled with the button on his pants. Her lips caressig his skin as softly as she could make them. Letting go of his shirt, she could feel lustful urges beginning to take control of her actions. Her hand slide under his shirt, gliding along the length of his lower back. Her wrist kept his shirt from falling back down into place. Finally giving way to her attempts, the button came apart and the zipper slid down enough for her hand to work its way inside. After searching for a few seconds, she felt his flesh as it grew in both length and size. Her eyes opened wide. 'How is something this big going too...' Her thoughts trailed off as Motoko's hand had found its way inside of her shirt. The soft fingers kneeding her petite breasts excited her, causing her to get more aggressive. As she pulled Keitaro's rod from inside his pants, her lips wasted no time before they lasped around him. The warmth and throbbing of him inside her mouth made her even wetter. She was no longer doing as Motoko had instructed, but was now giving in to her body's calls, letting it do as it pleased. Slowly she let her head rock to and fro, her tounge caressing his tip. Motoko's hand fully covered her breast and squeezed firmly, causing Shinobu to gasp suddenly. She pulled Keitaro from her mouth and began to breath heavily. Her head leaned forward slightly, and she could feel Keitaro pressing against her throat.

Motoko noticed that Shinobu had taken the reigns, and no longer needed her encouragment. Pulling her t-shirt over her head, for she wore common clothing more and more with every passing day, Motoko got to her hands and knees behind Shinobu as she took Keitaro back inside of her mouth. Motoko reached around Shinobu's wasit, fiddling with the buttons on her shorts. Tilter her head, Motoko let her tounge trail across Shinobu's shoulder to her neck, using the bridge of her nose to move Shinobu's hair to the side. Shinobu's skin was sweet to Motoko's extended tounge. Her hair smelled like a breeze of fresh air. With her senses doing backflips in delight, Motoko's hand began to quicken its pace to rid the young girl of her shorts. Her tounge stops gliding, and her teeth sink themselves into Shinobu's neck, causing the girl to moan. Motoko begins to suck on the skin hard as her teeth do not ease their grip on the younger girl's skin. She sucked harder the longer it took her to remove the buttons, and her cheeks were trying to touch each other. Her hand began to franticly struggle with the last button, her breath growing shorter, but the lack of air made it all the more exotic and sensual for Motoko. Even though she was still exhausted from the previous night, Motoko showed no signs of fatigue. Her energy pulsated throughout her body the more she worked Shinobu's clothing off. Finally the last button unhinged from its place, and she released her grasp on Shinobu's neck, taking a big breath of air to makeup for what was lost. Resting her chin lightly on her shoulder, Motoko wasted no time in allowing her hand to travel inside of the shorts, her fingertips messaging Shinobu thorugh her cotton white panties. Motoko noted that she felt no designs on the front side as her hand had slid right where the normal bear design should be. Thinking of Shinobu growing up lead her to some odd thoughts of placing her mouth over her nipple and then Shinobu's breast literally growing bigger as she sucked on it.

Snapping out of the thought, Motoko blinked, breathing deeply. Her gi had become soaked without her noticing, and Shinobu turned to look at her with dissapointment showing on her face. Motoko drew in a deep breath as she closed her eyes, her hand now passing the elastic band that kept her hand from reaching Shinobu, her fingers stroking her tiny pubic hairs softly as her teeth began to once again bite and nibble their way across the majority of Shinobu's shoulders. Bringing her hand from inside of Shinobu's panties, which now clentched to Motoko's skin from being soaken with Shinobu's lust, Motoko slowly pulled her shorts from her waist and down to her knees. Her hands began to softly squeeze the cheeks of Shinobu's butt. Motoko lowered herself even more, leaning forward to place her tounge against the inner portion of Shinobu's thigh. She could feel as Shinobu shivered with delight by the touch of her tounge, and Motoko grinned inwardly.

Keitaro stood frozen almost. It was as if he was a statue. Was this really Shinobu? He had to admit that he had had fantasies of her, but was this real? The feeling of her mouth all but swallowing him gave him the awnser to the question that just infiltrated his mind. Instictively, his hand reached out and rested on the back of her head, not really pulling her towards him, but more to make sure that she was actually there, and not in his mind. Leaning his head back, he enjoyed the pleasure that he was willingly reciveing. He lifted his head back as it should be, looking down to watch as Motoko lashed out at Shinobu with her tounge, and quite violently. His eyes gazed as Shinobu mumbled in pleasure while she keep her mouth closed around him, and one of her hands came up and craddled what was left hanging. She wasn't as talanted as Naru had gotten, but still, she was one of his fantasies, which made it all the more worthwhile and enjoyable.

Shinobu couldn't stand Motoko's teasing anymore. Using both hands, she tore at Keitaro's pants, pulling them down his legs with his boxers entangled with them. Pulling her own shirt off, her petite breasts pushed hard against her bra with excitement. Her lips pressed against Keitaro's stomach as she began to kiss in what seemed like random places as her hands began to discarde her shorts from her possesion as well. Her arms reached up, grabbing Keitaro by the waist and pulled until his body obeyed and laid on the ground infront of her. By this time, she had her panties off, and her bra was unhinged in the back, lightly hanging onto her shoulders as she leaned forward. She straddled Keitaro, as if she was going to ride a horse, and leaned forward pressing her lips against his. If this bothered Keitaro, he didn't show it, but her hand had taken ahold of his length and slowly guided it till the tip was pressing against her. She stopped, drawing in several rappid breaths as the first time a man was pressed between her legs. It was enough excitement and erotic enough that it had already sent her fling way past her climax.

Motoko took this time to exit the room, knowing she had done her part. She would have loved to have stayed, but the next part was all Shinobu. It was her night after all. With no other thought, Motoko headed for the open air hot springs. On her way, she thought of her first time with Mitusune, and blushed. She had grown very fond of her, and often caught herself staring at her for no apparent reason. Shaking her head lightly, she continued to walk down the hall, Shinobu and Keitaro's moans growing faint to her ears.

Her first orgasim made her wet enough that it took away some of the pain. They had only managed just the head of him so far, and she was slowly lowering herself down. Tears had built up in her eyes, but when he asked if they should stop, she shook her head replying "No.. I want this..." Her hand was still guiding him, so that she also wouldn't lower herself too quickly. She couldn't imagine what it would feel like if she tried to just drop herself down onto him. As much as it hurt, she also found ample amounts of pleasure in it. The thought and excitement also helped push her to continue. Now, with half of him submerged into her flesh, she slowly began to glide up and down along half his length. Slowly in the process, she would glide just a little further down every time until she had finally taken him at his full length. Her body quivered, causing him to move inside her as she rested ontop of him. Just sitting on him as he was deep inside her made her body shake in pleasure, which in turn caused even more. Small amounts of blood were being smeared onto his skin from her freshly penetrated cherry. She had finally leaped into womanhood, and she oh so enjoyed it! Before she knew what was happening, she began to quiver more and moans emitted from her throat that she could not control. She could feel him throbbing insider her quicker and quicker. She didn't hear him when he tried to tell her that he was about to come, but she felt it when she did for the second time this night. He had managed to pull her off just in time, as they almost came at the same time, first her then he. Shinobu laid herself ontop of his chest where she quietly fell asleep. Keitaro grabbed his covers from his nearby futon and cover himself and her with it, then he too fell into a quiet slumber.



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Motoko relaxed her body against a decent sized stone in the hot springs. Her shoulders fell limp, and her head leaned against the stone behind her. The hot bath and clear starlight skies eased her mind and body alike. Closing her eyes, Motoko could feel her body begin to float away, atleast she felt as if she would.. Her thoughts began to drift off to thoughts of Mitsune as her body became lighter and lighter in the water. Her heart began to pound as she thought of the night she lost her virginity. She gave it to Mitsune, and for some reason hoped that Mitsune thought that to be a special moment as well. Her mind began to fade after a few minutes spent pondering, as the recent events with Keitaro and Shinobu had gotten her worked up and somewhat exhausted. Sleep was starting to pull her close to the dark and relaxing world of slumber...

Lips pressed against her own, and without thinking about what was happening, Motoko returned the gentle kiss. A slender set of soft hands began to caress the curves of Motoko's body as the lips got more aggressive. Motoko's body operated on its own agenda, and before her mind registered what was going on, she was standing with one leg lifted up, resting aginst the stone that she was just leaning against.. A hand held her leg to the side as a tounge probed its way in and out of her crevice. Motoko's mind finally jumped up to speed, and the realization of what was happening sunk in suddenly.

She started to speak, but, to her surprize, Mitsune's talented tounge moved in such a manner that it caused Motoko to gasp in surprise. Sudden deep and rappid breaths caused Motoko's chest to rise and lower, and her hips began to rock back and forth, trying to make Mitsune's tounge sink as deep as it would go. Her body was no longer under her control. Her hands lay on either side of Mitsune's head, and pulled her face towards her as her hips drilled harder and harder into her tounge. Motoko's back arched as her hip continued working faster with Mitsune's tounge. Her vision becam unfocused, and her muscles tightened as her climax errupted like a valcano.

Motoko relaxed her body, and slumped forward into Mitsune. Mitsune let her weight rest againster her, smiling softly. Struggling for energy, Motoko managed to lift her head enough to press their lips together. As the two sat there embraced in the hot springs, Motoko's eyes fell closed. She had just realized what she was feeling towards Mitsune. What she needed couldn't be filled by a simple man, but Mitsune fit the description to a tee. Sexy, simple, and fun, all of witch is what Motoko found to make her heart melt. she rested her chin on Mitsune's shoulder after breaking away from the gentle embrace. Motoko had quickly grown attached to Mitsune, but wasn't sure if she felt the same. She would have to find out before she even "assumed" there was anything between the two of them. She had her hopes, and could cling to them for as long as she wanted. Still, she wouldn't fell right if she didn't find out for sure. Yet, if she did, how would it effect the relationship she had with Naru and Keitaro? Would this hurt Shinobu? As much of a chance for disaster in the future there may be, she decided that it would be best to go with her first insticts. She needed to know, and if there was a chance, have Mitsune to herself. She would just have to deal with everything as they come along. What other choice was there? Several, but the only right choice to her was to find out and go from there. These thoughts burdened her mind. They weighted heavy enough that she feel asleep in Mitsune's arms as they sat in the hot springs. Yet, she didn't wake when Mitsune managed to carry her inside, or when she laid her onto her futon and covered her. There she lay, in her own futon, lost completely in deep, dark, soundless slumber.


End of Chapter V: Lost Innocence, Renewing Frindships

End of A Kendo Girl's Explorations


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