Yuko knocked on the door to Akira's apartment, eager for a fun duel. However, her cool big sister figure didn't give any sort of response whatsoever; an unusual lack of response.
"Akira?" Yuko called, knocking louder. Still no reply. She tested the door, which opened, and peeked inside curiously. At first glance, it seemed as if Akira had left her apartment, but just as Yuko was ready to walk away, she could hear a strange sound from inside, and stepped into the apartment, to find nobody inside; just a room littered with discarded clothes.
"Heh, I didn't know Akira could be such a slob..." Yuko chuckled. Then, she noticed that there were also articles of clothing that didn't seem like they'd belong to Akira. Just as she had begun to connect the dots, she could make out a pair of moans sounding from another room of the apartment, and she looked up just in time to see Akira and her friend Tia; both girls completely naked!
Yuko gasped, her jaw dropping as she watched the two girls wrap their arms around each other's bodies, moaning delightfully as they kissed each other wildly. Yuko wanted to walk away; to leave Akira alone, but for reasons beyond her understanding, she just stood quietly and watched as she and Tia rolled onto the bed, the latter reaching down to stroke Akira's...
Yuko could feel her entire body become hot as she watched Akira moan with every motion of Tia's fingers inside her. As the couple kissed again, and Akira began to rub Tia's nether regions with her thigh, Yuko edged closer to the door, watching them intently, interested to know their next move. However, before they could do anything more, Tia caught a glimpse of the young duelist.
"Oh! Hiya, Yuko!" She chirped brightly. Yuko recoiled, and Akira gasped as she turned to see the voyeur who had been watching her lewd activity. She cried out loudly in embarrassment, and pulled a blanket up to cover her nude form.
"Whatcha doing?" asked Tia, as if she hadn't been doing anything prior to their intrusion. "Oh, uh.... Nothing..." Yuko muttered awkwardly, her face now as red as her least favorite food.
"Um... how much of that did you see...?" asked Akira, her face equally red.
"Ah... Enough..." Yuko replied, backing away nervously. "I-I-I'm sorry for the... for the intrusion, I'll just... Ah..." lost for words, she jerked a hand to the exit.
"O-Okay." Akira nodded. "Uh, I'll call you in ah... In about an hour."
"'kay." Yuko nodded, wasting no time giving Akira and Tia some privacy.
- - - - -
Yuko was no less red-faced or anxious when she returned home than she was in Akira's apartment, the thought of her sexual activity fresh on her mind, with no interest in leaving any time soon.
"Yuko, are you okay, honey?" her mother, Kotori asked.
"Y-yeah, fine. Why?" Yuko shrugged, trying to come off casual, and failing.
"Your face is all red." Kotori pointed out. "Do you have a fever?"
"Ah, no, of course not, I'm fine." Yuko insisted.
"You're home awfully soon, too." Kotori added. "Weren't you going to go out dueling with Akira?" Yuko turned even redder. Why, oh WHY, did her mother have to mention Akira?!
"Ah, she was busy today, so..." Yuko dashed up to her room, leaving her mother confused and worried for her daughter... mostly confused.
- - - - -
Yuko sighed as she plopped down onto her bed, the image of Akira and Tia naked, the thought of them ready to have sex still weighed heavily on her mind.
Rather than trying to push the thought from her mind though, she closed her eyes, replaying what little she saw. Then, she began to imagine what might have happened. Already enticed by her own imagination, Yuko took off her skirt, and reached a hand into her panties, imagining it was Akira's, and sensually rubbing her clitoris. She lifted up her shirt, and with her free hand, she reached up underneath the cup of her bra, to tease her own nipple. As she started pleasuring herself, she emulated the sexual moans that she heard from Akira, wanting more... Yuko yelped as her D-Gazer beeped and vibrated loudly, and she jumped almost a foot off of her bed as she snapped back to reality. She felt heavy; humiliated by the idea of what she was ready to do. Did she really think that way about another girl??
She reached for her D-Gazer, but it went quiet just as she was ready to accept the call. As Yuko checked the missed call, it was to find that it was from Akira. She called her back immediately, to which she got a near immediate reply:
"Hey, Yuko. Ah, sorry about all that before..."
"N-no, it's fine, you're fine!" Yuko said, much faster and louder than she'd intended. "I-it was my fault, really! I-I shouldn't have disturbed you when you were spending time with your girlfriend...." She broke off right away, feeling so dumb.
"Ah, y-yeah, so... you still want to duel today?" Akira offered, not at all minding if the earlier incident was completely forgotten about.
"Um, actually...." Yuko muttered, still blushing brightly.
"What's wrong?" Akira blinked.
"Well.... I was wondering." said Yuko. "This may sound stupid, but, could you, ah..." She murmured something inaudible.
"Huh? What'd you say, Yuko?"
"I-I said, I was wondering if you could show me how to..." Yuko froze up, every instinct telling her not to say anything nearly that stupid. "H-how to do 'that'?'"
"Do wh-?" Akira stopped dead, starting to understand what Yuko was asking. Now her face was red as a tomato. "Er, you mean, what Tia and I were...?"
"Yeah... Eh, never mind, s-sorry I asked, that was stupid of me, I..." Yuko rambled, ready to just end the conversation.
"Wait, wait, Yuko, are you...?" Akira sounded almost fascinated now. "Are you bisexual?"
"What....? N-no, not.... I don't think so, anyways..." Yuko shook her head.
Akira took a deep breath to relax her mind, and grinned. "If that's really what you want, Yuko, then okay. I'll be glad to help you any way that I can. Come on over, and I can answer whatever questions you have, and do whatever you'd like."
"Th-thanks..."
- - - - -
"H-hey, Akira..." Yuko muttered, instantly turning red in the face as she saw Akira in only her towel.
"Y-you ready?" Akira asked.
"Ready as I'd ever be." Yuko shrugged. She followed Akira inside, to her bedroom, and sat down nervously on the bedside. She eyed Akira, taking notice that she had just stepped out of the shower.
"So... do you have any questions?" Akira offered. "Anything you would like to know about before we begin?"
"Well..." Yuko thought for a while. "Is it all just rubbing and fingering 'down there?' Or, do you use sex toys to....?"
"We do use those sometimes, but Tia and I prefer to go without them." Akira replied. "It's more fun to get creative; so no, it's not just stroking each other off either. That's just warming up."
"C-can you show me?" asked Yuko, taking off her shirt.
"That's why you're here!" Akira grinned. She pulled Yuko's skirt and panties off together as Yuko removed her bra. Akira then dropped her towel, giving Yuko a much better look at her mature body.
Both were still for a time, trying to collect themselves, and taking in each other's features:
Yuko admired Akira's young adult body, hoping that one day, she could achieve that kind of beauty. She had the perfect curves that most women dreamed of, her butt noticeably firm and rounded, even without being seen. She had a small tuft of hair above her crotch matching her hair, starting blue at the bottom, and streaking into black. Between her legs, her vagina was clearly quite moist, and not just because she'd just gotten out of the shower; a healthy, welcoming color of pink. Her breasts were much larger than Yuko had expected; a D-Cup, at least. Each breast was also perfectly rounded, and topped with nipples of a lovely pink.
Meanwhile, Akira looked down at Yuko with equal admiration at her younger form; her breasts were small, but wonderfully shaped, with the promise of a wonderful, healthy growth. She was small compared to Akira, but her body showed the potential of becoming a voluptuous woman in her future. Her pubic hair was thin and sparse, and although not a virgin, her nether regions expressed inexperience.
"O-okay." Yuko broke the silence. "S-so, now what?"
"Now," Akira smiled as she descended on Yuko, whose heart fluttered nervously. "We begin~." Akira wrapped her hands around Yuko, their breasts pushed up against one another, causing Yuko to moan as her sensitive nipples were teased by Akira's.
"Just let go~." Akira whispered huskily into Yuko's ear. "I'll take care of you."
Before Yuko could say or do anything, she gave a loud gasp as one of Akira's hands started rubbing up against her pussy, while her free hand guided Yuko down onto her side. She wrapped one leg around Yuko's, and elevated her pleasure as she stuck two fingers right up her pussy, while she nipped Yuko's earlobe, before wrapping an arm around her, and kissing her neck.
"I thought you said this was more than just fingering..." Yuko panted. She was intoxicated with Akira's technique, but wanted something more than something she could just do to herself.
"I told you; this is just a warm-up~" Akira smirked, pleased to know Yuko wanted more. She sat on top of Yuko's leg, nestled herself up against Yuko's now excited pussy, and began to grind her own crotch against hers.
"Oooh," Yuko moaned. "Okay, this is new..." her words were drowned out as Akira began to move faster, and she cried out louder, excited by such a different sensation; having had heterosexual intercourse before, she was most familiar with the feeling of something inside of her. Now though, she was entranced by a feeling outside; the softness of Akira's vagina against her own, but also the building, burning sensation that built as their crotches rubbed against one another.
She gripped the sheets, not knowing what else to do, how else to react. She didn't want this to end, but as her cries grew louder, Akira stopped, giving her time to release.
"So... How was that?" Akira panted lightly.
"It was..." Yuko panted a bit. "That was something."
"Want to do it again?" Akira offered, not unwilling to do so, now that she was more riled up.
"Actually, I wouldn't mind doing something to repay the favor." Yuko proposed.
Akira grinned. "Then, I'm all yours." She spread her legs, inviting Yuko to do as she pleased. Yuko, curiously, moved between Akira's legs, and spread the lips of her pussy open with her fingers. She had heard of lesbians 'eating each other out', and wondered what kind of taste was before her.
She gave the outer skin a lick, which yielded a reasonably likable taste; not her favorite sexual flavor or texture, but likable enough to give Akira some satisfaction, which she certainly seemed to, given the sounds that she made as Yuko continued to lick up the juices that coated her pussy.
"You s-sure you've never done this before?" Akira teased, enjoying Yuko's efforts.
Yuko didn't answer, simply giving a smirk as she continued to eat out Akira, sliding her tongue inside. Clearly having not cum when she scissored Yuko before, Akira orgasmed before long, squirting in Yuko's face.
"So, is there anything else you want to know?" asked Akira.
"Just one thing..." Yuko said. She climbed off the bed, and searched for something in her pile of clothes. She crouched out of Akira's sight before she could see what she had retrieved, and emerged with a long, thick blue phallus in her hand.
"My turn now!" Yuko smirked as she inserted one half of the dildo into her pussy, and advanced on Akira, who didn't have enough time to resist, before the other half was inserted into her.
"Now... THIS is... the best..." Yuko panted, as she rhythmically pounded Akira, but simultaneously wearing herself out, as she could feel the dildo sliding in and out of herself almost as much, to the point that before long, her hips gave out, but Yuko had no intention of giving up.
She flipping a switch in the center of the dildo, and continued to screw Akira as both ends vibrated powerfully, smirking even as she found herself unable to move her hips.
Soon, both girls had fallen back onto the bed, too tired to move, given too many orgasms to want any more sexual activity...
"So..." Akira panted wearily. "Is there, ah... anything else you wanted to know?"
"Not tonight, no..." Yuko breathed.
"How was it~?" Akira prodded, wrapping her arms around Yuko seductively.
"I think I prefer the simplicity of hetero sex..." Yuko shrugged. "But that was pretty awesome."
"Glad you think so," Akira smiled. "But next time, no toys."
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