Ren'Ai Rensa: Hatsukoi Part 13

She stuttered, but the fear on her face betrayed her. "Oh, that? Sugar."

Lowering her voice, Reina said, "This is c.o.ke!"

Michiko leaned over the table and s.n.a.t.c.hed her purse back. "It's not mine," she insisted. "I'm not using it."

"Then why do you have it? If you get caught with that..."

"I won't get caught." Michiko rearranged the contents of her purse and zipped it shut. "I'm holding it for a friend."

"What kind of friend uses that stuff?"

"Be quiet." Michiko attempted to put a finger over her lips, but her anger met the alcohol in her body and she swayed instead. She put both hands over her face and mumbled something in English.

You f.u.c.khead. Reina didn't know how different things were with drugs in America, but in j.a.pan, Michiko could get in so much trouble so fast she wouldn't know she was in jail until a week after it happened. Jail for a long time. And what about her citizens.h.i.+p? A "normal" citizen would just rot in jail forever, but Michiko's dual-citizens.h.i.+p made her a likely candidate for having her j.a.panese citizens.h.i.+p revoked with her body deported to America to deal with. Either way, I'd never see her again. Reina didn't know if Michiko used. She drank a lot sometimes, and had occasional reckless s.e.x, but drugs? Even Reina would never stoop so low. But she knew some of the other people Michiko hung out with sometimes: other Americans who weaseled around and did shady business. Reina knew of them, but rarely saw them. The most prominent was another j.a.panese-American woman who liked to drag Michiko around like a sack of rice.

Reina looked at her fragile face and wanted to vomit. If anybody hurt her, or got her in trouble... Then again, how many times in high school did Reina turn a blind eye to the occasional bruises and scratches Michiko got from these other "friends?"

Suffocating, Reina launched out of her seat and vacated the area. She wandered past other women getting drunker and friskier with each other as the party wore on into the early morning hours. I want to go home. The trains wouldn't start running again for another couple hours, and she couldn't afford a taxi.

She found a safe s.p.a.ce around a corner. Reina leaned against a poster promoting safe s.e.x and stared down at her feet until she noticed somebody stood beside her.

"Mi..."

But it wasn't Michiko. Another young woman had come, whom Reina knew in an instant from the way she held herself and hung her head that they had met before.

"Maa...look who it is." The poetic irony of it all. "What's somebody like you doing in a place like this?"

The girl to Reina, all these s.e.xually confused souls were "girls" wrung her hands together. "I can't stop thinking about it." She sounded just like a girl, too.

"So you'd thought you'd come and find some random young p.u.s.s.y to score." Reina snorted. "Or were you looking specifically for me?"

"I don't know."

Reina extended her hand and groped an arm. She tried to remember this girl's name, but again, they were all the same. I'll start calling them all Mago-chan. "Confused Girl" seemed to fit the bill enough. Now what does this Mago want from me?

As if Reina had to ask.

"Ii yo." She pulled Mago-chan against the wall and put a hand on her stomach. "I remember what you like."

Mago-chan said nothing, until Reina attempted to feel a breast beneath the blouse. "Right here?" Poor Mago looked about to faint by the shock on her visage.

"Sure." Reina leaned in closer to her companion's ear. "You like it public, right?" She kissed her.

Some things never changed. As Reina engaged in one-sided s.e.x with her new friend, she thought back to those years in high school, when cla.s.smates giggled in front of her and poked at her behind her back. They all hated me for who I was. Reina knelt on the ground, pus.h.i.+ng Mago's skirt up. Hated me until they wanted me to f.u.c.k them, always in the open.

Thrills were had in various forms, she knew. Of course she knew. She loved a good s.e.xual thrill as much as anyone. But for those girls in the Catholic school uniform, it was about the ultimate thrill of being caught, of not only a s.a.d.i.s.tic nun finding out about their grievous sins, but G.o.d, too. Even though none of them believed in this so-called G.o.d from the West. They knew enough from the nuns and headmistress to know this G.o.d frowned on a girl getting her omanko eaten and prodded by another.

And that's all Reina was ever good for. She tasted that Mago-chan's omanko, already wet with arousal and shame. Reina couldn't remember the girl's real name, but she remembered the bitter taste of a body crying in betrayal to everything it knew and wanted from life. A rich husband and a bunch of clever kids. Disgusting.

Reina didn't even put her fingers inside Mago. She didn't have to. Within a minute the girl gasped and undulated against the wall like any common schoolgirl from back then. They come to me, wanting to use me as a tool, in front of G.o.d. They take my services and leave, to laugh at me in cla.s.s while telling their friends after school about where they can get good head. How was it any different now that Reina was an adult?

She choked on something and pulled away from Mago-chan's body. Instantly the girl rolled her skirt down and scrambled away from the wall. She bowed at Reina, who remained crouched on the floor, coughing, and scuttled away, just like she had in high school.

Go on. Reina caught her breath and struggled to stand. You don't need me anymore. Just leave.

I'll probably be f.u.c.king your friend tomorrow.

"You want to try what?"

Aiko didn't think her request was so strange. But she supposed any request made when sitting naked on a bed could be considered strange.

"You know." Aiko motioned to Reina's bush between them. "That thing you did to make me feel good last time."

Reina read Aiko's mind, as if judging her bedroom candidness. "You mean omonkuu. Right? That's what you mean?" If incredulity were somehow an international compet.i.tion, Reina would take home the gold medal for a stunning performance.

Of course that's what I mean! But how like Aiko to ruin the mood...again. She thought she had scored points for forwardness when she suggested they go to a love hotel again after lunch and perusing the post Christmas sales. Between the two of them they could only afford one hour, but it wasn't like Aiko was a virgin anymore. She swore she could handle a quickie with Reina. Until she got the bright idea, somewhere between getting undressed and kissing with a side of heavy petting, to prove herself worthy of being Reina's lover. Or something.

"Huh. I don't believe it." Reina tossed her arms out, her nipples thrusting toward Aiko's face. "You sure? We don't have that much time."

"Why? Is it hard to do?" Aiko didn't know anything about technique or even basics, but was it so difficult? Too difficult for even Reina to teach?

A guffaw, but not much else. "No. It's not. But this is you."

"What's wrong with me?" Aiko put one hand across her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and used the other one to cover her mound. "Is it my mouth shape? My tongue?"

"G.o.d! You are so nave." Reina slapped her stomach and then covered her mouth before an inappropriate hoot could come out.

"Kora!" Aiko shoved her. "I'm trying!"

"Gomen, gomen." Reina bit her tongue after she apologized. "Saa, why do you want to do that?"

Aiko tilted her head, her ponytail grazing the bed sheets. "Because I thought it felt good, so I want to make you feel good?" How can it be more complicated than that?

Apparently that caught Reina off guard, however, as she steeled herself and dropped her bottom lip. Something calculated inside her head, and when her eyes sparkled again, Aiko figured the computation was complete. "Well, if you insist." She stroked Aiko's cheek. "How can I say no to such a pretty lady?"

Before Aiko could giggle or be otherwise ladylike, Reina had pushed her down onto the bed and enveloped her for a kiss. Any nerves remaining inside her disappeared the moment Reina gave her what she heard her friends call a "deep kiss."

She almost forgot what she asked to do, since Reina's groping and kissing were enough to make any girl lose her motivations. Her tongue is so powerful! Like getting a wet punch to the lips. But then Reina slumped over onto the other side of the bed, drawing Aiko on top of her as if she should know instinctively what to do. She wants me to take charge! How do you dominate somebody like Reina Yamada?

Yet even on top, she was subservient to Reina's whims. She pulled Aiko down and kissed her again, rubbing her behind and guiding her hand to the tuft of hair between them.

She's so warm. That was Aiko's first thought as she slid a finger into Reina's pubic hair. She kissed Reina's skin, all while concentrating on exploring the v.u.l.v.a of another woman.

Aiko found the opening between Reina's legs and pushed a finger down. Ah! It's so strange! Hot, too. And wet. Wetter the more Aiko probed. Her finger went down as far as it dared, including over a little b.u.mp that made Reina gasp when touched. That's the really good spot. She remembered it well from three days before.

"You should look at it."

After Reina gave a playful tug to her pigtails, Aiko stared down at unfamiliar genitals and wondered what they looked like beneath all the dark hair.

"Well, go on, before I dry up."

Aiko knelt and looked closely at Reina. I see it. The markings of a hole hidden somewhere under that hair, although it looked like a sad pair of sideways lips. They look like a grandfather pouting! Aiko almost laughed, and then took back that thought before she embarra.s.sed them both.

She ran a hand through Reina's hair, two fingers edging the lips and pus.h.i.+ng them far enough apart for her to see inside. Although Reina's skin on the outside was a nice dark beige, her flesh inside was a shocking pink in comparison. I love pink. When Aiko moved a finger across the opening, a little trickle of liquid came out. Instincts returned.

Just do it. Just get in there. Experience her. Aiko eased Reina's legs further apart and bent her head down.

The first taste was just a sample, and Aiko swore she felt nothing. Then she licked again, Reina's flesh bouncing like elastic. The longer Aiko stalled, the more liquid pulsed out of her lover.

Another stream came out during Aiko's tentativeness, and she decided then was as good of a time as any to dive in. She pressed her nose into hair and let out a hot breath; Reina's entire body shuddered. I'm doing it I'm giving her pleasure. The boost in confidence led Aiko to poke her tongue between Reina's lips and trail upwards toward that little b.u.mp.

Reina couldn't contain a high moan. Feeling her melt beneath her mouth made Aiko even more brazen, and she pressed her lips together. She tasted both hair and flesh, and of course the bitter, warm liquid was.h.i.+ng over her tongue.

"Harder."

Aiko pushed and inhaled. She moved her tongue to the b.u.mp above, every lap another s.h.i.+ver. I'll make her come like she did me. Aiko extended her teeth and grinded them against Reina's skin: the response was a long groan, followed by a hand grabbing hair. Lips grew hotter the more Reina's wetness poured out. Something ran down Aiko's leg as well.

This is easy. Perhaps Aiko was a natural-born lesbian. Were this a different type of genital, she wasn't sure she could perform as well. But Reina was relaxing, supportive. She never chided during the act, and the way her hips would tilt or lift directed Aiko to where she could go. A few weeks ago the mere thought of going down on another woman would have completely disgusted her, but now that she smelled the aroma and had her tongue pushed down into warm, wet flesh, she wanted nothing more than Reina to hump her face.

Aiko's body yearned for a similar touch.

But before she could stop and ask for the same in return, Reina cried out and sliced her nails into Aiko's scalp, burying her face as far as it could. Aiko choked.

She pulled away for air as soon as she could, Reina lying motionless, chest panting and forehead sweating. I did that. Aiko wiped her mouth. I'm a s.e.x G.o.d!

Clamoring on top of Reina, she straddled hips and rubbed herself on skin. Her own wetness slipped down her thigh, the hole from whence it came literally aching. I want her. I want her so bad. I want her in... Aiko wondered if she was ready for that.

"Nee, Reina-chan?"

She opened one eye. "Un."

"It's my turn." Aiko kneaded her lover's shoulders. "I want you to make me feel really good again." If something doesn't clobber me between the legs soon, I'll cry.

The smirk returned to Reina's satiated face. "Do you want to come?"

Aiko stuck out her dirty tongue. "Yes."

"Say it."

"Say what?"

Reina's teeth poked between her lips. "Say you want to come."

"Ikitai."

As if she had merely dozed, Reina sat up with gentle languidness and drew Aiko's legs around her so she sat in her lap. Aiko wrapped herself like a vice around Reina's body, their chests grazing together.

They kissed, Aiko reveling in the idea of pa.s.sing Reina's taste to herself it worked, for she diverted to lick Aiko's chin and then nibble her neck. Can she taste herself on me? Having her legs spread around Reina only solved half of her o.r.g.a.s.mic problems. She felt unfulfilled.

Reina must have thought the same thing. "Ai-chan," she said, her voice a succulent whisper. "I'm going to f.u.c.k you."

"Good."

"No." Reina leaned against the wall. "I'm going to f.u.c.k you."

She lifted her cloistered fingers, and Aiko clamped her mouth shut.

"Don't you want me inside you?" Reina looked at Aiko's thighs and snorted. "You're lubed enough for an entire fist."

Aiko hoped she jested. "But..."

"But what?"

Maybe I'm still a virgin after all. "But what if I bleed?"

Eyebrows rose. "Don't you ride a bicycle?"

"Of course I do." Didn't everyone?

"Well, then I doubt you'll bleed. Especially from my fingers. If you had one of those things then you probably lost it a long time ago. And..." Reina pushed a loose strand of hair away from Aiko's forehead. "I don't give a s.h.i.+t if you bleed. It's not like these are my sheets to clean."

Aiko threw herself forward and kissed Reina with the ingemination of a woodp.e.c.k.e.r. "Ii no yo!" she cried. "Please! Do it!"

"Okay!" Reina grabbed Aiko and kissed her for a long time, their lips and tongues held together in one breath. Calmness coursed through Aiko's body.

Reina's free arm wrapped around Aiko's hips, supporting her. That same finger dove into Aiko's wetness, rolling around her l.a.b.i.a until stroking that one sweet spot just enough to make her whimper and give up more. "You get wet so easily, Ai-chan."

"Not as easily as you."

Before Aiko could grin at her own snark, Reina bested her by shoving a whole finger in. Aiko's eyes widened, the sensation of something inside her dictating her senses. Now there was a little fullness. And it was gratifying.

Reina pulled it out again. Aiko wanted to pout and protest. Get that thing inside me, now. Reina obliged and coaxed her finger inside again, this time accompanied with another. Fullness multiplied.

And then out again.

"Pick one." Aiko's level of exasperation surprised her.

"Do you want them inside? Do you want me to f.u.c.k you?"

"Yes!"

"Yes, what?"

Their eyes locked together, but Aiko didn't intend to lose this battle of the perverted minds. "Irete." Her command had come from the throat. "Irete! Irete...ah!"

Aiko didn't understand true f.u.c.king until the moment Reina shoved three fingers in. She pulled them out again, halfway, and then up again. Down, up, down, up like little springs immersing themselves in Aiko's s.e.x.

Clinging to Reina, she attempted to help by thrusting. It took a few tries until they found a mutual rhythm, and when Aiko next looked down she saw her nails had drawn a little blood on Reina's shoulder. Yes, f.u.c.k me, yes!