Where it happened: .....
Langauge: english/japan
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Author’s foreword:
I am trying to keep the characterization accurate in spite of the
lemon scenes; please let me know if you feel any of the
characters are acting OOC.This is not a real story . I just make it up for pleasure. I Hope you will enjoy it..
Enough of my babbling. On to the story. 🙂
Mei Ling was humming a pleasant Chinese tune while working in the
kitchen of the Nekohanten, preparing for the morning customers.
Suddenly, she heard a loud crash outside. Opening the back door,
she saw a wet and unconscious Yuri-chan surrounded by the pile
of trash cans she had knocked over on her abrupt landing. Going
to her future husband’s side in concern, she lifted the smaller
girl onto her back and carried her into the Nekohanten, thinking
*Poor airen, Midori must have done this to him. When is Yuri
going to stop letting her beat him up like that?*
Yuri awakened to the feel of a damp cloth on her forehead. She
slowly opened her eyes, taking note of her surroundings. She was
lying on a futon, with a few blankets pulled over her. Looking up
she saw Shampoo, who had a concerned look on her face. Taking in
her surroundings, she deduced that she was in Shampoo’s room and
that Shampoo must have brought her there after her painful
landing.
“Yuri you awake now. Airen okay?” asked Mei Ling.
“…last time I ever let my guard down around that kawaiikune
tomboy…” grumbled Yuri as she groggily sat up, the damp cloth
falling on her lap. “Yeah, I’m okay. Thanks for bringing me in
here Mei Ling.”
The look of concern on Mei Ling’s face was quickly replaced by one
of joy. She enthusiastically glomped onto Yuri. “Mei Ling so
happy that you all right. You come visit Mei Ling, yes? You miss
Mei Ling?”
Not for the first time ,Yuri was acutely aware of Mei Ling’s body
pressed into hers, but this time there was a difference. She
could feel Mei Ling’s breasts pressed tightly onto her body, the
sweet scent of Mei Ling’s hair filling her nostrils. At the same
time, she could feel a slight tingling between her legs, the
close proximity of Mei Ling’s luscious body arousing her. Being
caught slightly off-balance by her arousal, Yuri did not
immediately tense up at Mei Ling’s embrace as she usually did.
Mei Ling noticed that Yuri did not tense up immediately like she
usually did, but she did not return the hug either. Mei Ling was
getting increasingly frustrated; unbeknownst to Yuri, she had
acquired some nude pictures of Yuri in both forms from Mika,
most in very sexy poses. For the past week, she had masturbated
thinking about Yuri and even once thought that Yuri was there
in her room having sex with her, but was disappointed when it
turned out to be only a dream. Several times, she had been
interrupted by Misaki or Murakami while masturbating when she had
almost brought herself to orgasm, narrowly avoiding being seen.
As a result, Mei Ling’s sexual tension had been steadily building
up over the last few days and she couldn’t take it much longer;
she would seduce Yuri right there, right then. Never mind that
Yuri was in her girl form; Mei Ling’s lust was so intense that
she just couldn’t wait long enough to get hot water to change
Yuri back.
The kiss and the amount of ferocity in it caught Yuri completely
off-guard. Mei Ling had Yuri in a lip-lock, kissing the smaller
girl passionately as her hands caressed Yuri’s breasts. Yuri
instinctively tensed up in Mei Ling’s grasp, but relaxed a bit as
she began to feel aroused from Mei Ling’s touch. As Mei Ling moved
her hands lower on Yuri’s body, she realized what Mei Ling
wanted.
*What is this strange feeling…* thought Yuri, feeling an
unfamiliar pleasant tingling sensation between her legs as her
love juices started flowing, and her nipples hardened at
Mei Ling’s touch. A wave of dizziness hit Yuri, an aftershock
from her earlier landing. *Can’t…think…straight…ooohh
Mei Ling this feels good…if Midori saw me like this…wait a
minute, Midori’s not here. Arggh what should I do?* Unknown to
Yuri, the purple gas from Ruru’s bomb which had contaminated
the okonomiyaki sauce was filled with a powerful aphrodisiac.
Being diluted in the sauce had delayed and lessened its effects.
Had she inhaled the gas directly, she would have taken Ruru
right then and there. As it was, she had to try hard to keep
herself from jumping all over Shampoo considering how much the
cute purple-haired girl was turning her on.
Two small angel-like figures appeared on either side of Yuri’s
head. One was Yin, who looked exactly like Yuri-chan. The other
was Yang, who looked exactly like Yuri-kun.
*Shimatta, what have I gotten myself into?* thought Yuri/Yang.
*Yuri, don’t do this! What about the engagement to Midori, and
what about Kyouko? If you go through this, you’ll have to marry
Mei Ling!*
*No you don’t,* admonished Yuri/Yin. *All this ‘no sex before
marriage’ crap, I think its boring. I say go for it Yuri. She IS
one of your fiancees after all, and she’s right here, and she’s
definitely very willing to do this with you. If you reject her
now, you’ll break her heart. Besides, I think she’s cute…and no
one says that you have to marry her in case it doesn’t work out.*
*What about Midori, and the promise oyaji made to Soun-ojisan? And
what of Kyouko? They’re both your fiancees too. The honour of the
Saotome clan is at stake here! And if you do this with Mei Ling,
she’ll redouble her efforts to try to get you to marry her. Is
that what you really want?* said Yang.
*Honour, smonour! Who needs it?! Besides, it’s not like everyone’s
going to know about this. And it’ll be fun to have Mei Ling-chan
chase after you even more.* said Yin, as she pulled out a mallet
and knocked Yang out. She then giggled cutely and said, *Now
let’s have some fun with Mei Ling-chan. Go get her girl! Lick
Mei Ling-chan until she’s weak from multiple orgasms!* The two
figures disappeared, with Yin dragging an unconscious Yang.
With that decision made for her, Yuri concentrated herself on
the matter at hand. While the inner battle was going on between
Yin and Yang, Shampoo had already finished opening up Yuri’s
shirt (Yuri, as usual, wasn’t wearing a bra), exposing her
shapely breasts. The love juices had already started to flow
between Yuri’s legs, as Shampoo cupped Yuri’s breasts with her
hands, feeling the soft firm mounds.
Yuri gently caressed Mei Ling’s cheek with her hand, as she
returned Mei Ling’s kisses in earnest. Yuri felt Mei Ling’s tongue
enter her mouth, and duelled with it playfully with her own
tongue. She closed her eyes as she slipped one hand up Mei Ling’s
shirt feeling her well-sized breasts while gently teasing the
areola, and put her other arm around Mei Ling’s shoulder, pulling
her closer as they deepened their kisses. The two finally had to
break off their kiss for air, and Mei Ling moved her mouth over to
Yuri’s right breast and began sucking on it. Mei Ling pulled down
her pants to her ankles, stepping out of them as she began
working on undoing Yuri’s pants.
Yuri helped Mei Ling push down her pants to her ankles, moaning
in pleasure as Mei Ling flicked her tongue over her sensitive
nipple. Mei Ling took more of Yuri’s breast into her mouth, as
she traced a hand along the length of Ranma’s slit. Gently
parting the delicate petals of Yuri’s womanhood, Mei Ling
tentatively slipped a finger inside her cunt, which was already
fairly lubricated from her arousal. After getting one finger in
up to the knuckle, Mei Ling carefully inserted another finger,
feeling the warm tight wetness close around it.
Yuri sighed in pleasure as she felt Mei Ling’s fingers enter her
cunt. She spread her legs invitingly, and crammed her breast
deeper into Mei Ling’s mouth. Mei Ling eagerly obliged Yuri’s sign
of wanting more, as she sucked on Yuri’s breast harder flicking
the nipple lightly with her tongue and teasing it with her teeth.
She plunged one more finger into Yuri’s cunt, and then plunged
all three fingers in all the way up to the hilt, forcefully
penetrating Yuri’s virgin barrier eliciting a cry of pain from
Yuri.
“Gomen nasai,” said Mei Ling. “Mei Ling go too fast?” Mei Ling
withdrew her fingers carefully, and was startled to find them
coated lightly with blood, along with some of Yuri’s love
juices. “Daijoubu Yuri?”
“It’s ok Mei Ling,” answered Yuri, sounding a little pained.
“That just took me by surprise, is all. Go on.”
This was all the encouragement Mei Ling needed, as she began
fucking Yuri in earnest after licking the blood off her fingers,
and pushed them in all the way up to the hilt, then withdrawing
them partially. Yuri’s love juices really started to flow now,
covering Mei Ling’s fingers with its sweet scent, some of it
dripping onto the futon.
Yuri was quickly approaching orgasm. Mei Ling had directed her
attentions from Yuri’s breasts and was finger-fucking her
enthusiastically as she crammed four fingers at a time into
Yuri’s cunt, which was swollen wide open by now. A squishing
sound was audible every time Mei Ling plunged her fingers into
Yuri’s slick cunt which was dripping juices all over the place.
Her tongue darted along the length of Yuri’s slit, licking up
some of the love juices that leaked out. With a final thrust of
her fingers, Yuri’s body tensed up and she cried out in pleasure
as the waves of orgasm washed over her. As Mei Ling felt RYuri’s
cunt tighten around her fingers, she spread her fingers wider
flexing her knuckles while withdrawing them from Yuri’s cunt,
intensifying the orgasm and causing Yuri to cry out in pleasure
even louder. Suddenly remembering that someone might hear them
outside, Mei Ling quickly stuffed her breast over Yuri’s mouth,
effectively muffling her cries of pleasure.
Yuri lay down on her back as the last pleasurable waves of
orgasm washed over her body, her pussy swollen wide open leaking
her love juices onto the sheets. Her gaze locked on Mei Ling and
she smiled at the purple-haired girl.
“Wow, you sure know how to make a guy happy,” said Yuri.
Mei Ling smiled back at her. “Mei Ling been saving body just for
Airen.” She giggled, “Yuri want come get?”
Yuri quickly obliged, as she helped Mei Ling slip out of her
shirt (who was also not wearing a bra, as usual), leaving her
completely naked. She spent a few seconds admiring Mei Ling’s
shapely luscious curves while removing her own shirt, before she
leaned in to kiss Mei Ling, tasting the musky flavor of her own
love juices in Mei Ling’s mouth. Deepening the kiss, Yuri probed
her tongue along the insides of Mei Ling’s mouth eager to taste
more of her own love juices as she playfully dueled with
Mai Ling’s tongue.
After breaking off the kiss, Yuri moved her mouth down to
Mei Ling’s breasts. She flicked her tongue against one of the
nipples, before taking Mei Ling’s right breast into her mouth and
sucking gently. She closed her lips around the breast, feeling
the soft flesh and being careful not to bite it, while passing
her tongue over the nipple in deep slow licks, causing Mei Ling to
mewl in pleasure. After sucking on the right breast for a while,
she moved on to the left one. Meanwhile her hands moved down to
Mei Ling’s nether regions, cupping her womanhood and gently
tracing her fingers along the petals of Mei Ling’s sex which
opened themselves up as Mei Ling started becoming more and more
aroused.
Yuri finished sucking on Mai Ling’s left breast. She flipped
Mei Ling over, so that Mei Ling was lying above her on the futon in
the 69 position, their breasts firmly pressed into each other’s
bodies. Gently parting the petals of Mei Ling’s sex with her
hands, she started licking the taller girl. Mei Ling did the same,
grasping Yuri’s smooth butt with her hands and opening the
petals of Yuri’s flower using her thumbs. She tentatively licked
gently along the length of Yuri’s slit, eliciting a gasp from
the younger girl. Tasting some of Yuri’s love juices from her
earlier orgasm, Shampoo eagerly licked along the petals of
Yuri’s love petals, inhaling the musky scent of her womanhood.
Meanwhile Yuri was attacking Mei Ling’s cunt with vigour, licking
as deep into Mei Ling’s pussy as she could, while caressing the
folds of Mei Ling’s labia with her fingers as she tried to eat out
more of the purple-haired girl’s cunt.
The two of them rapidly approached orgasm, as each tried to drive
the other over the edge. The last straw came when Mei Ling plunged
most of her hand into Yuri’s cunt, and Yuri used the technique
of her Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken to flick her tongue repeatedly
over Mei Ling’s clit. They both came forcefully, their love juices
flooding into each other’s faces as they tried to muffle their
moans of pleasure in each other’s sex while lapping up all the
resultant love juices, greatly intensifying each other’s pleasure
as waves of orgasm washed over them.
Neither of them were finished however; after recovering from
their orgasms they started licking each other again, determined
to give the maximum amount of pleasure. They continuously brought
each other orgasm over and over; how many times they did not know
or care, Yuri having lost count at six and Mei Ling at eight.
The room soon became filled with the sweet scent of both girls’
love juices as they attacked each other’s cunts vigorously,
bringing each other to multiple orgasms over and over again until
they were both worn out from the pleasurable excursion and fell
asleep on the futon naked in each other’s arms.
In the depths of Yuri’s subconscious, Yin smiled to herself and
flashed a victory sign. *Nice job, Yuri. I didn’t think you had
it in you. I wonder what the honeymoon will be like…*
Yang held his head in despair. *Yuri, I hope no one ever finds
out about what you just did with Mei Ling. If they do, there could
be trouble…this will definitely break Midori and Kyouko’s hearts
if this got out to them. The honour of the Saotome clan would be
permanently tarnished!*
This story is based on Japanese story . Most of the story are martial art. So
*Yuri is a guy who can turn to be a girl
*Gomen nasai means I am sorry
*Doujobu means Are you alright
*Saotome is Yuri’s family name
*Yin is good
*Yang is bad
*chan is for girl
*kun is for boys
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