Riko practiced on her piano while waiting for Mari. She wasn't in need of practice, though, she was just trying to calm herself. As she expected, her mom had no issues with Mari coming to visit and staying over for the night. Riko was excited and anxious about what might happen. What if they get in a sexy mood and her mom walks in on them kissing and groping each other, not to mention doing more? The thought was very embarrassing, but Riko couldn't keep a blush from creeping up on her.
As she'd finished playing a song, she heard a doorbell ring. Riko practically flew all the way to the door, almost knocking her mom over. When she saw Mari on the other side of the door, she locked the blonde in a tight hug, pulling her into the apartment.
"I think you met already," Riko said, pulling off from Mari, "but I'll introduce you anyways. Mom, this is Ohara Mari, my good friend, the shiny Aqours senpai and our wonderful chairwoman. Mari, this is my mom, who, as you can see, can pass as my older sister." Both redheads chuckled. Indeed, Riko was a perfect image of her mother. Granted, her hair and eyes were darker shade than daughter's, but she really did look like an older sister.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mari. I hope my daughter doesn't give you girls any trouble?"
"Not at all, ma'am, your daughter is a wonderful young woman and we of Aqours are happy to have her singing with us," Mari said while bowing.
"I'm glad to hear that. Now, Riko, please show our guest around. I need to finish the baking, so don't mind me."
"Of course. Come on, Mari, let me show you my room," Riko said. The two girls then walked down the corridor, while Riko was giving a quick rundown of the apartment.
"Riko, can you please help me?" her mom exclaimed as the two entered Riko's room, and Riko excused herself. Mari allowed herself to explore the room. Looking out the window, she saw a familiar orange-haired girl looking out the window of a neighboring building.
"Oh, Mari-chan! Hello! You're staying at Riko-chan's place?"
"Hey, Chika-chi. I almost forgot you two are neighbors. Got any embarrassing secrets about our favorite redhead?"
"Sorry, Mari-chan," Chika teased," I'm not that close to Ruby-chan." She then chuckled, amused by Mari's reaction. "Sorry, sorry. I'll only say this: check out her desk drawers." She winked and walked out of her room.
Mari opened the desk drawers. The bottom drawer proved to be a jackpot in the form of a yuri doujin. Mari smirked and picked up the magazine, flipping through the contents. The blonde girl licked her lips at the image of one girl pinning the other to the wall and taking her chin.
"Sorry for wa… MARI!" Riko's face was that of pure terror.
"Whoops," Mari smirked, flipping another page.
"Where… How…" Riko approached Mari, her terrified expression contrasting Mari's amused one.
"Let's just say a little bird told me."
"Yeah, the one from that building," Riko said, pointing at Chika's window with her chin. Mari seized the opportunity to take the redhead's chin in her hand. Riko immediately lost any will to resist. The blonde then hooked her arm around Riko's waist and turned her around, pinning her to the wall.
"Do you enjoy this, Riko?" she asked. Instead of answering, Riko parted her pillowy lips invitingly, inching her face towards Mari's. The blonde girl locked her lips with Riko's, darting her tongue inside, pulling the subby redhead closer. Riko let out a moan, the whole situation proved to push the buttons she never expected Mari to push.
"Don't get all wet on me, Sakurauchi-san", Mari teased when she pulled back from Riko's lips. Riko simply giggled and traced her lips with the tip of her fingers. Mari cupped the redhead's cheek and kissed her again.
When they parted, Mari suddenly hugged Riko. She ran her hand on Riko's hair, and Riko gently rubbed Mari's back. "I need to talk to you, Riko. About us." The blonde girl took Riko by the hand and led her to her bed.
"The long-distance relationship will be hard to maintain, but I'm sure we can do it," Riko said, sitting next to Mari.
"I know. But I think about what awaits me there much less than what is here for you. Who is here for you." Mari suddenly felt lonely even sitting next to Riko and holding her hand. "You have Chika, You and Yoshiko, and all three love you. I'm sure they will accept your confession."
"Mari-chan…"
"And Ruby was lovey-dovey with you today, too," Mari continued, ignoring her trembling voice and blurry vision.
"Mari, I don't…"
"Hanamaru will probably accept you as well, so don't mind me after I…"
"Ohara Mari, will you listen to me?!" Riko exclaimed. Mari was surprised by Riko's suddenly stern expression. "I can see how they feel about me, and I see where you're getting at. But there's more to it than that." Riko turned Mari's head to face her. "The one I love is you. Not Chika-chan, not You-chan, not Yoshiko-chan, not Ruby-chan, not Hanamaru-chan, but you. I'm not worried about you finding someone special in Italy. In fact, I'll be glad for you. I'll support you. Because I love you and I want you to be happy."
Mari finally snapped. She locked Riko in a tight hug, tears running down her face. Riko couldn't hold her tears back as well, pulling Mari closer. As much as it hurt, she was happy she said those words.
"Me too," Mari said, her voice trembling. "I want you to be happy with someone, even if it's not gonna be me. I love you, Riko. I love you so much."
The two girls spent at least 10 minutes in each other embrace, letting their fears and uncertainties go with their tears. It felt like they were saying goodbye forever, but neither girl cared about it.
"Sorry I ruined the mood," Mari said, pulling from the hug and wiping her tears.
"Don't worry, we did need to talk about it. After all, you are leaving for another country." Riko took Mari's hand again and kissed it.
"Hey, you're a great pianist, aren't you?" Mari asked, turning her gaze towards the piano.
"You bet I am," Riko answered boastfully, content for a change of topic. She then sat down at her piano chair and eased her fingers onto the ivory keys. She played every Aqours song to Mari, followed by some of her own compositions. All this time Mari sat close to the redhead in admiration. "So what do you think?" Riko asked when her fingers stopped playing the melody.
"You know, Dia does in fact play, but not to the same degree as you do." Mari then gave her girlfriend a kiss on her cheek. "You're wonderful, Riko."
"I can say the same thing about you," the redhead replied. "You are the most wonderful person I have ever met, and will probably ever have met."
"Oh you little flatterer," Mari purred as she sat next to Riko, pulling her in for a kiss. The two girls were making out and sharing different stories from their lives for over two hours until they heard a knock on the door.
"Dinner's served, you lovebirds," Riko's mom said with a smirk, setting a blush on Riko's cheeks. Much to Riko's serenity, the dinner was mostly uneventful and filled with idle chatter and story exchange, if only with a couple teasing looks from both Mari and her mom.
"Mari, you don't have your nightgown with you, right? I could give you my husband's shirt since he is the only one in our family with your kind of size," Ms. Sakurauchi said when the girls were preparing to have a shower.
"I'll shower first, then," Riko said as she took her nightgown. Mari joined Riko's mom in Sakurauchi parents' bedroom.
"Try this on," Ms. Sakurauchi said, showing Mari a white button-up shirt with a pale purple lines pattern. Mari unflinchingly pulled her dress off, then looked at Riko's mom who sported an amused expression on her face.
"Did I do something wrong?" the blonde girl asked.
"Riko said you were forward, but I didn't expect you to be THAT forward," Ms. Sakurauchi said, approaching Mari. She then put her free hand on Mari's waist and looked into surprised blonde's eyes. Her eyes started darting between Mari's golden hued eyes and lips, a slight blush betraying her lusty desires. Mari gave in to those desires, pressing her lips to the older woman's own. Riko's mother dropped the shirt and wrapped her hands around the blonde's waist.
"Sakurauchi-san… You're… A good kisser…" Mari said when the two separated.
"We have to hurry up if you want to do it, because I… kinda do…" Riko's mom said. Mari nodded and grabbed the older woman's butt. Ms. Sakurauchi kissed Mari again, her hand making her way into the blonde girl's panties. Mari returned the favor, her own hand darting into the older woman's thin yoga pants. Riko's mother was already wet, so Mari wasted no time to get her ready as her fingers roamed the tender folds. The blonde girl then moaned into Ms. Sakurauchi's mouth as the older woman stuck her fingers deep into Mari's slit.
"Does my daughter fuck you like this?" Ms. Sakurauchi whispered, breaking the kiss, then sealed her lips with Mari's when a moan nearly escape the blonde's lips. Mari herself pushed three fingers inside Riko's mother, determined to cum last.
The whole thing ended as abruptly as it started. Ms. Sakurauchi's breath went shallow and ragged as her walls squeezed hard around Mari's fingers, and Mari herself was barely holding on. She allowed herself to fall into orgasmic high together with her older lover, all while moaning into her mouth.
The two women broke their kiss and pulled their hands from each other's slits. Mari tasted Ms. Sakurauchi's juices, lapping all of them up from her hand. "You taste wonderful, Mari," Riko's mom said, licking her fingers clean. "Go on now. I'm sure Riko is about done with her shower." Mari picked up the shirt that was carelessly thrown on the floor during their first kiss and left the room.
"All yours," Riko said, leaving the bathroom. Mari thanked her, closed the door behind her and undressed. Stepping into the stall and turning the water, Mari let herself relax under the calming flow. Tears rolled down her face as images of her and Riko's mother pleasuring each other flashed through her mind. She regretted doing it, but she couldn't afford to tell Riko. What would happen if she knows? Will she freak out? Will she hate her? Yeah, she probably will. In the end, Mari decided to keep it to herself, then she'd let the distance take care of the rest.
Leaving the shower, Mari joined the two redheads in the kitchen for some tea. Try as she might, she found it awkward to look at the older Sakurauchi. Images of what happened in that room would still pop up in her mind, but she tried to ignore them and keep the conversation. Riko's mother sounded pretty… normal. It's unlikely that she would tell her daughter that she had sex with her girlfriend. Mari relaxed, finally able to recompose herself.
"I noticed you were kinda tense back in the kitchen. Something happened?" Riko asked when the two girls entered Riko's bedroom. "I hope she didn't give you any trouble while you two were alone."
"No, no, nothing to worry about," Mari replied, pushing the incident to the back of her mind. She kissed Riko's lips, and the redhead parted them to allow Mari's tongue in. The blonde pulled Riko closer, and she almost melted under Mari's gentle touch. Sitting down on the bed, Mari couldn't help but grope Riko's breasts, forcing a gasp from the slender redhead. Riko returned the favor and squeezed Mari's breasts as well, making the blonde arch her back to give Riko more boobflesh to play with. The redhead then unbuttoned Mari's shirt and snaked her hand in to handle the blonde's big breasts directly. Mari moaned into Riko's mouth as her hands caressed the milky skin of blonde's mammaries.
"Riko," Mari whispered when the two girls broke their kiss. The redhead pressed a finger to Mari's lips, then unbuttoned the blonde girl's shirt all the way down, peeling it off to free Mari's generously-proportioned breasts. Riko then looked at her girlfriend, amazed. Mari looked so pretty in the pale light of rising moon.
"Come to me," the blonde girl said seductively, and Riko complied. Sitting on Mari's lap, she gasped as Mari's lips trailed along her neck and collarbones. The blonde then pulled Riko's nightgown off, giving herself unrestricted access to the redhead's goods as she locked her lips around Riko's nipple. Riko's hot breath came out with quiet moans as she ran her hands through Mari's golden locks.
Laying Riko on her back, Mari trailed kisses down the redhead's stomach all the way to her panties. Riko blushed when she saw Mari lick her lips and pull the waistband of her panties down. The redhead raised her butt for Mari to pull her panties off, then spread her legs wide.
"Please," she begged, and the blonde delivered. It wasn't the lustful all-in this time, no. This time, it was tender and gentle. This time, Mari showed Riko her love rather than her lust. The teasing slowness of Mari's tongue around the redhead's clit and down her folds, the sensual kisses on her inner thighs and crotch. Riko didn't feel like she was being taken by this shiny idol, but instead she was being loved.
Mari managed to undress as she ate Riko out. Her lips trailed upwards, planting tentative kisses on redhead's midriff, breasts and neck. Looking deep into Riko's amber eyes, Mari offered a melancholic smile. "I love you, Sakurauchi Riko," she said before she locked her lips with Riko's, pushing her tongues against Riko's soft lips. Riko surrendered to Mari's advances, their tongues dancing around, their hips moving on their own, extracting pure pleasure from their hot and sensitive slits rubbing against each other.
Mari separated from Riko's lips, letting out a quiet moan. She then sat upright, picking up some speed. The way her crotch was grinding against Riko's wet pussy sent more and more bolts of electric pleasure into her brain, and before she knew it, Riko squeezed on her wide hips as her orgasm hit her. Mari came as well, barely able to contain a loud moan of pleasure as mixed juices ran down both girls' slits.
Mari fell onto the bed beside Riko. The gentle redhead kissed her cheek. "I love you too, Ohara Mari," Riko said. Mari couldn't help but smile. She ran her thumb against Riko's cheek, and the redhead locked Mari in a sweet intimate kiss. The two girls were making out, their hands exploring each other's bodies, doing their best to memorize every curve, every little detail down to the feeling of the skin under their fingers.
Eventually they dressed back up. Mari hugged Riko from behind as they lied back on the bed. Her mind went back on what happened in the next room some time ago, but she pushed it back down. It didn't matter anymore. Nothing mattered anymore. In this moment there were only her and Riko in the entire world. She loved Riko more than anything, and she knew Riko felt the same. Mari snuggled closer into Riko's neck, burying her nose in her amber hair, breathing in the calming aroma of her shampoo.
"We'll be together no matter the distance," she said.
"I won't have it any other way," Riko replied.