Love, Porn, and Senshi

Director's Note #1: And we're back! In an effort to get this out in time it has not had quite as much editing as previous chapters. Please forgive any gratuitous errors.


Content Warning: Female masturbation with Vibrator, Oral
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CHAPTER 4 - Frustration and Jealousy
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The normally patient Ami Mizuno was starting to get frustrated. She had finally built up the courage to ask Usagi out once more, but she couldn't seem to get a moment alone with her. It seemed as though every time she even approached the object of her affection, one of the other girls would pop up between them. It was almost as if there was a conspiracy against her. But that was just plain silly, she reminded herself. After all, what reason would any of them have to do such a thing? And it was only natural really. It wasn't as if there was a lot for the actresses to do on the set if they weren't being filmed, other than chat with each other. It made perfect sense, but it was still frustrating.

Not that she held it against the other girls. She had come to like all of them. They were all so nice to her after all. Even Rei, who had seemed so mean spirited in her relationship with Usagi at first, had grown on her. Ami had come to realize that that was just how the temperamental actress was. She didn't mean anything by it. In fact, Ami was pretty sure that, despite the constant teasing, Rei really loved Usagi like a sister. Perhaps it was because of the constant teasing.

The blue-haired actress was currently watching the two bicker over Usagi's admittedly 'enthusiastic' eating habits. She had been talking with Usagi and had just about managed to breach the subject of a night out alone with her when Rei had shown up and made some comment about the catering table being as barren as the Sahara. The raven-haired actress then went on to compare the blonde to an entire flock of ravenous vultures. Things took their expected downhill course from there.

Ami sighed. "Maybe tomorrow," she whispered wistfully to herself as the ongoing argument degenerated into hair pulling.
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Minako put on her best smile as she entered the cast room and approached the tall, brunette actress. Makoto put on her best glare. The blonde couldn't deny that the tall, well built woman could be quite intimidating when she wanted to be, but she refused to be detoured so easily. "Hey Makoto. What'cha up to?" asked the blonde in a chipper voice.

"Gee, I wonder," deadpanned Makoto as she waved the script that she had very obviously been reading before Minako had come over.

Minako sighed at the hostile tone and let her smile slip a bit. "Alright, look," she said seriously. "I know we didn't exactly get off on the right foot, but just because we happen to be...competing, doesn't mean we can't be friends."

"Competing?" asked the tall girl as she arched an eyebrow. "This really is just some kind of silly game to you, isn't it?"

"Well," started the blonde, "that's not really what I..."

"Well I'm not playing around and you're not winning anything. Ami deserves better than to be just another one of your flings, so you can just go use someone else to get you off, because..." Makoto was rather suddenly cut off as her fellow actress slapped her hard across the face. She was shocked. Not that she didn't expect the other girl to be mad, but most women, as well as men, found her too intimidating to even dare to do such a thing.

Minako was quite visibly livid. "You...you...you are just like everybody else!" she exclaimed in a heated tone as she pointed an accusing finger at Makoto. "I try to expect better from a fellow actress, but you're no better than anyone else and you've got no excuse!"

Having recovered a bit from being slapped, Makoto spoke up. At least, she tried. "What the hell..."

"You," continued the enraged blonde, "think you know SO much about me. You've hardly even talked to me, but you probably think you've had me figured out from the moment you met me. Don't you!?"

"Well..."

"It's so obvious after all," exclaimed the blonde as she threw her hands up into the air. "I'm just your typical cheery, blonde, porn star. I'm nothing more than a vapid little slut who couldn't possibly hope to ever achieve anything in life if I didn't have my looks. I couldn't add two numbers together if someone gave me a calculator, and I certainly couldn't care about anyone or anything but my own self-gratification!"

"I didn't..."

"You may think you know me, but you don't know anything about me," said the blonde, seeming to have calmed a bit, having lowered her voice. She still looked plenty angry though. "You just assumed you knew all you needed to know, just like everybody else. Even people who are trying to be nice to me talk down to me like I'm some silly little girl who needs adult supervision. I may not be the brightest knife in the cookie jar..."

Makoto was tempted to interrupt, but decided it was best to let the blonde finish winding down.

"...but I'm not some stupid little girl who can't think about anything but sex. People don't bother to find that out though. They just treat me like a child or a whore or whatever else it is they decided I was the moment they laid eyes on me. Almost everyone I've ever met as an adult, except for a few other girls in the same position, has treated me that way. Men treat me like a sex toy. Women look at me with disgust, because I'm a slut, or pity, because I'm an idiot."

"I never..."

"But not her," continued the blonde. "Ami is the smartest, most mature and sophisticated, and elegant woman I've ever met. If anyone ever had the rite to look down on me it'd be her. If anyone ever had the rite to call me stupid or talk down to me it would be her. But she never did. From the moment I met her she's not only been kind to me, but she's treated me like a respectable, intelligent adult. She treats me like a grown woman who's worth more than just a pile of blonde hair and a curvy body. Even when I do say something stupid or she says something that goes over my head, she doesn't admonish me or laugh at me like some little girl tripping over a big word. She explains things to me like one reasonable adult to another. When I'm with her, even just talking to her, she makes me feel...like I'm a worthwhile person. Like when the day comes that my looks fade and my fame, along with the money and 'friends' that come along with it, leave me, there'll still be someone out there who still gives a damn about me. Someone who could still like me for who I am. Someone who could even love me when I'm old and wrinkled. I..." Minako was interrupted by a loud buzzer announcing that it was time to be on the set.

Mina looked towards the door, then back at the silent Makoto, who by this point was looking rather thoroughly admonished. "I'll admit," said Minako, "that I've had more than my fair share of 'flings'. But this is different. Ami's special. You obviously already know that. I would never 'use' her, and I'd slap the hell out of anyone who tried." Taking a deep breath, Minako turned away from Makoto and headed for the set. After a brief moment of watching her fellow actress walk away, Makoto sighed, tossed her script onto a chair, and followed the retreating blonde head of hair.

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Scene : 11
Sailor Venus /
Fantasy Man
Sailor Solo
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A nude Sailor Venus smiled as she admired herself in her bedroom's full-length mirror. Sparkling blue eyes met their own reflection and marveled at their own beauty. After a brief moment, Venus's focus expanded to her pretty face. This feature alone, perfectly shaped, adorned with a dazzling smile, and framed with golden hair, made her a beauty. She then turned around and looked back to admire her long silky hair. She slowly ran her fingers through the shining gold tresses that seemed to flow like liquid gold down her back, stopping just above her toned ass. She bent over a bit, sticking her backside out towards the mirror so that she could better admire the curve. Her hands gently caressed her bottom, and she found herself satisfied with the softness of her skin. Her hands then gave each check a hard squeeze, and she found herself satisfied with the firmness as well. Now fully satisfied with her rump, the blonde stood up straight and turned back around.

Her hands cupped two supple breasts from bellow and gently lifted. She held them as if weighing them in her hands, and admired them with a grin on her face. She found these too, to be soft and touchable, yet firm and shapely. They were perfect mounds of squeezable flesh, topped with pretty pink nipples that were already stiff from a slight chill and mild arousal. Venus's gaze and hands then slid lower, past her flat belly and shaved slit, to her taut thighs and legs. These appeared to be the legs of a professional gymnast. They were strong and athletic, yet appeared slender, smooth, and curvy, rather than muscular. In an act few could match, the Senshi of Love lifted her leg up and grasped it with one hand, pulling herself into an almost vertical split position. She admired the length of her beautiful, smooth legs as well as her own flexibility.

As Sailor Venus settled back down onto her feet, her smile grew even brighter. She looked her reflection in the face once more and nodded approvingly, as her counterpart in the mirror did the same. She was indeed beautiful, and worthy of her namesake. In fact, she thought as her smiled turned into a naughty smirk, she deserved a reward for all of the time and effort she put into maintaining her perfect visage. Having come to this conclusion, Venus turned from the mirror and walked over to the nightstand by her bed. She opened the drawer and extracted two items, which she set on her bed. The first item was a magazine, the cover of which featured a very handsome and muscular man on the beach, wearing nothing but a tight red Speedo. She crawled onto her bed and settled down on her knees in front of the magazine and opened it to page 16.

As the blonde senshi began to admire the bodies of the men on the page she cupped her breasts and began to massage them. Her hands softly caressed the globes that they held as she rolled them about. She began to gently squeeze and kneed her chest, and lightly brush her stiff, rosy nipples with her palms and fingers. She felt a warm sensation begin to flow through her body as it reacted to her touch and the images on the page. With one hand, Venus reached down and turned the page. The image of a gorgeous, nude, blonde man with an enormous, erect dick stared her in the face. The blonde girl sensuously licked her lips at the sight, and closed her eyes as she brought her hand back up to her chest.

The man stood before her now, watching her as she touched herself. His big, thick dick stood erect and ready right before her eyes. It was so close that she could lean forward and taste it, but it wasn't that time just yet.

Venus continued to fondle her tits as she took her nipples between her thumbs and index fingers, and gave them each a hard pinch. She sucked in her lower lip as she began to pinch, pull, twist and tweak her stiff, sensitive nipples. The Senshi of Love began to moan softly as the warmth in her chest and between her legs began to grow, and the slight scent of her own arousal reached her nose.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," said the man from the magazine as he lovingly stroked Venus's hair. Venus could only respond with soft moaning as his desire for her spurred on her own lust. "You desire me greatly, don't you my beautiful goddess of love?"

"Oh yes," the goddess on her knees cried softly.

"Prove it," he commanded as he took a step forward, placing the tip of his cock just before her mouth.

Venus's eyes snapped open. It was time now. Her hands left her chest and each sought out one of the items on her bed. One hand found the magazine and turned the page to an image of an exquisite, brunette male with a member sizable enough to match that of the last man's. The second hand found the blonde's vibrator. Venus took a moment to admire the tool as she picked it up. It was big. Bigger than any boy she had ever been with, though not so big that it overshadowed the male model in the magazine. It was flesh toned and textured to feel as much like the real thing as was possible. It wasn't quite convincing, but it was good enough for now. The love senshi's eyes focused on the page and she began to stroke her toy to warm it. In her mind, she stroked the erect dick of the man on the page, who had inexplicably taken the place of the previous man.

"That's it Beautiful," said the fantasy man. "That feels great. It's going to take more than that to satisfy my though." Of course it would. This was no mere high school or college boy after all. This man was an Adonis among men, who could have virtually any woman he pleased. Only the most skilled lovers could hope to satisfy him. Venus knew that she was up to the task.

Having given the toy a thorough stroking, Sailor Venus now brought it towards her and began to lick the tip. She licked slowly and modestly at first, lapping up and down gently on the tip. She then began to let her tongue wonder around the cock-head slowly, circling it one way, then back around in the other. She followed this by raising the stiff rod up and letting her tongue slide down along the bottom of the lengthy shaft. As she reached the base where her hand held the device, she gave it a quick flick with her tongue before making a return trip upwards. As she reached the top, she again flicked her favorite toy with her tongue before kissing the tip lightly and lovingly.

"That's wonderful my goddess, but it's still not enough," said the man in Venus's mind as he pulled her head forward. The goddess of love parted her lips and allowed him to slip his hard dick into her warm, welcoming mouth without resistance. The man groaned in pleasure as her soft, pouty lips slid along his shaft and the bulk of his impressive length was encompassed by the hot, wet orifice.

Venus moaned deeply around her toy like it was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted. She began to slowly slide the false phallus in and out of her mouth, keeping her lips locked in an air-tight seal around it. She sucked on the fake dick with all of her might as her tongue began to roll it around in her mouth.

"That's good bahy," said her fantasy man as he began to thrust into her mouth. His praise encouraged the blonde, and she intensified her efforts.

Venus settled one hand on her mattress to steady herself as the other began to slide the vibrator faster and faster past her lips. Her tongue continued to swirl around the shaft at an equally quickening pace, as the tip of the toy began to brush against the back of her throat with each thrust. She felt a slight urge to gag, but refused to give in. She was determined to be the best lover her fantasy man had ever had. As the blonde continued to suck the toy cock, her perfect body began to shine slightly with perspiration born of physical exertion and arousal. Her little shaved slit was glistening with moisture as well, and the strong scent of her wet lust was beginning to fill the room.

"You're absolutely incredible my sparkling goddess of love," cried the fantasy man as he thrust his cock into Venus mouth, "but it's still not enough. I need more!" Of course he did, thought the goddess. Only one thing could truly satisfy a man such as this. It was the same thing that was needed to satisfy her.

With that thought in mind, Venus opened her eyes and slowly slid her toy out of her mouth. There was a light popping sound as the strong suction between her lips was finally broken. The blonde smiled brightly at the tool, wet and shiny with her saliva, as she ran a finger along its length. "I'm ready for you now big boy," she said with a naughty smirk and a giggle. She then looked down at her magazine and turned the page once more. She saw the images of two men now, both strong, handsome, and erect. As she closed her eyes, the two images merged into one, forming a man with the incredible body of the first, and the gorgeous face of the second. "Mmmmmm. That'll do nicely," said the horny, kneeling blonde as she spread her legs a bit more and placed her toy between them.

As Venus gently pressed the tip of the cock to her glistening slit with one hand, she reached down with the other and flipped one of the two switches at the base of the toy. "Ungh!" she cried as the toy began to hum and vibrate. Her lithe body shook slightly with the sensation as she rubbed the shivering tool up and down along her slit. "Please don't tease me," she whimpered in a pleading voice as she continued to stroke herself. "I need you inside me. I need you now!" With that, Venus let herself fall forward. Her golden hair splashed about her as her shoulders and the side of her face flopped against the mattress. Still on her knees with her legs spread, her perfectly round ass now pointed into the air, giving anyone who might have been there to observe an excellent view of it, as well as her dripping wet slit.

"Mmmmmm. MMMMMmmmmm," moaned the blonde as she began to push the vibrating dick forward and into her hungry, drooling snatch. "That's it baby. I want it all," she groaned as she took the full length of the toy into her body. "That's it," she whispered. "Now do it. Do it just like I like. Fuck me you big, beautiful man!" As she finished her pleas, the senshi of love flipped the second switch on the toy, and it began to not only vibrate, but wiggle and squirm within her. "AHHHHHHHHhhhhhh!" she cried in ecstasy as her fantasy lover fulfilled her desires. Venus's hips soon began to move as she began to pull the phallus out, only to vigorously thrust it back in again. Her pace was slow at first as she slid the toy in and out of her needy pussy, but she quickly lost her patience and was soon fucking herself as hard as she could, desperate for the climax that she could feel building inside of her. "Yes. Oh gods yes!"

"There is nothing so beautiful as a goddess on her knees," said the fantasy man as he fucked the little blonde from behind. His strong hands gripped her soft thighs tightly, and his powerful thrusts were quickly driving her to the brink of madness.

"Yes, yes!" cried the blonde. "Take me you gorgeous hunk!" Venus stuck her cute little ass even higher into the air as it began to wiggle enticingly. Her entire body began to quiver and shake, and her moaning became loud and incoherent.

The fantasy man was groaning in pleasure now, his own climax quickly building to meet hers. "Yes! That's it my love. I knew only one as beautiful and talented as you could satisfy me. I love you dearest Venus. I love you my Goddess of Love!"

"Oh gods, oh gods!" cried the hysterical blonde as she thrust the vibrating, wiggling dildo deep into her womanhood one last time. "OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YES!!!" Venus's body shook like an earthquake as her tight, wet pussy clamped around the squirming toy inside of her. "AHHHH! AHHHhhh! Ahh!" The senshi of love whimpered and moaned as her body shook uncontrollably. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, and her already wet pussy was now dripping messily onto her bed. "Ohhhh. Ohh. Oh yea," she gasped as the shockwaves finally began to subside. Her body still shivered slightly when her spasming muscles finally came to rest, as the toy dick continued its work inside of her. A small moan escaped her lips as she gently pulled the wet, wiggling toy out and dropped it onto the bed. "Oh yea," she repeated, still panting. "Good work boys. As usual." Venus laughed at her own silliness as she fell to her side.

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*fade out*
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"CUT!!"

A sweaty Minako sat up on the bed and brushed her long, golden hair out of her face. She calmly reached over and closed the magazine, then switched off the vibrator. "Nice shoot," came a feminine voice from her left. Mina turned to see Makoto standing there with a bit of an awkward smile on her face. The blonde chose to ignore her for the time being. The smile fell from Makoto's face. "Look, I...you were right." Minako turned to look at the brunette now, but remained silent.

Makoto sighed. "I may not be in exactly the same boat as you, but it's not like I don't know what it's like. People find out what I do. They see these," she said as she gestured towards her ample chest. "And they make judgements based on nothing more than that. I hate when people do that to me. It really bothers me...It makes me angry. And yet here I was doing the same thing to you. I guess...I guess I was jealous when I realized that you were into Ami and...I just let myself assume the worst of you because of it. I...I'm sorry. You were right. There's no reason we couldn't or shouldn't be friends. If the offer's still open, I'd like to take you up on it, but...I'd understand if I was too late." Makoto held out her hand to the blonde with a hopeful, apologetic smile on her face. Mina seemed to consider the offer for just a moment, before smiling back and taking the offered hand. Makoto let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. "Thanks Minako."

"Hey," said the smiling blonde in a chipper tone, "Call me Mina."
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Ami sighed once more as she watched her two supposedly adult co-stars. They were currently engaged in a starring contest. Each girl stood perfectly still while glaring at the other. Each held a fistful of the other's hair in both hands. They had been like this for several minutes now. "Usagi," growled Rei in a low, threatening tone, "let...go."

Usagi shook her head slowly, careful not to pull too hard in either direction. "You first." Neither girl showed any sign of moving.

Ami sighed. "This could take awhile," she mumbled as she stood up and walked off to go find something to drink.

Director's End Note #1: I'm a lot happier with this chapter than the last one. I think chapter 3 has been my weakest thus far, even though I like the Usa/Mamo encounter.

Director's End Note #2: Next time we've got something a little different, so stay tuned for : Interlude - Girl's Night Out. Completion Status : Outlined.