A/N: Okay, this is it! Not only is this the longest chapter I've done so far, but this is when things start getting...a bit hot and heavy. This chapter features masturbation and fingering, both vaginal and anal. Just letting you know, in case that makes you uncomfortable.

Enjoy!


Chapter 4: Just One Touch

It was late at night. The sunny sky had made way for a starry evening and a full moon, which illuminated everything down below in a bright glow.

Most everyone at the Hadaka Beach Resort was turning in for the night, including the Mew Mews.

The four Mew Mew girls were walking back into their room. After spending the day at the pool, they had a big dinner at the resort's buffet. They were all surprised by the wide selection of different foods, from burgers to sushi, to ramen noodles to pizza. And of course Ichigo's favorite: cake.

"Oh man, I think I ate too much," groaned Ichigo, as she lied out on one of the beds.

"Funny how you stopped being so nervous about eating nude once desserts are involved," laughed Zakuro, remembering Ichigo's hesitation about eating nude before she saw the different cakes they had.

"They definitely knew their desserts," Minto said. "It's not very often I find someone who can make a delicious tiramisu the way my butler does."

"And you were worried," mentioned Zakuro, remembering Minto nearly throwing a fuss over possibly finding hair in the food, particularly from the body. It was only after Zakuro mentioned that the chefs all wear clothes (the only people at the resort who had to for health reasons) that Minto was able to relax and enjoy the food.

"I'll tell you something I'm worried about," continued Minto. "All that food Ichigo ate!"

"Why?" Ichigo asked, confused.

"You cleaned the whole place of the grilled fish," mentioned Minto. "All that plus the cake you ate. That can't be good for you or your stomach."

"What?! Are you calling me fat?!" snapped Ichigo.

But Ichigo immediately calmed down. "Oh I get it," she laughed. "You're still jealous that my butt is better than yours!"

Minto growled at Ichigo. Lettuce quickly stood up and got between the two. "Now, now!" she pleaded. "Let's all just relax and get ready for bed."

With a loud "hmph!", Ichigo and Minto agreed to stop fighting.

It was then that Lettuce noticed something about their hotel room.

"Wait…there's four of us, but only two beds," said Lettuce.

"That's right," said Zakuro, as she put her bag away.

"Does this mean…we're sharing beds?!" Ichigo asked, shocked.

"Not unless you want to sleep on the floor," said Zakuro.

As Zakuro grabbed her towel and shampoo, Ichigo and Lettuce looked at each other nervously. "What's the matter?" Zakuro asked. "You've never had the share beds before?"

"I have," said Lettuce. "Just not while…I mean, since both of us will be nude."

"What? Are you worried about cuddling and groping each other and liking it?" taunted Minto.

Ichigo and Lettuce's faces turned red. "No, nothing like that!" Lettuce frantically shouted.

"That does sound like something you would enjoy though!" Ichigo said, accusing.

"Okay, okay! Stop arguing!" Zakuro said. "I understand you just want to respect personal space."

Zakuro then picked up one of the spare pillows lying on the bed. "Here's what we'll do, we'll each place a pillow in between us. That way we won't actually touch or fondle each other while we sleep."

"Oh! That might work!" Lettuce said, happily.

"Good, that's settled!" Zakuro said, happily. "Now, whose sharing a bed with who?"

"I'll share a bed with you, Zakuro!" Minto said, happily.

"Of course you would," replied Ichigo.

"Well I'm certainly not sharing a bed with you!" argued Minto. "Last thing I want is you feeling me up!"

"As if you had anything to feel," argued Ichigo.

"Why you…!"

"That's enough!" yelled Zakuro. "Fine, Minto you can sleep with me, and Ichigo and Lettuce can sleep in the other bed. If Lettuce doesn't mind."

"Oh no, it's okay!" Lettuce said, cheerfully.

"Are you sure?" Ichigo asked.

"Not to worry. I trust you, Ichigo. I know you wouldn't do anything funny to me while I was sleeping."

And so everyone took their shower and got themselves ready for bed. As Zakuro suggested, each bed had a pillow placed in-between to try and create some more separation between the two.

"Good night," Zakuro said, as she turned the light off to the room.


LATER THAT NIGHT

Despite Ichigo and Lettuce's anxiety about sleeping in the same bed together naked, they managed to fall asleep rather quickly, as did Zakuro.

Minto, ironically, was the one who was having trouble falling asleep. She stared up at the ceiling, doing whatever she could to fall asleep. But it was no use. Minto was troubled by one thing and one thing only.

The woman she admired the most, Zakuro Fujiwara, was sleeping nude right beside her! It would have been one thing to share a bed with her, but to share a bed with her…while they were both nude?! Minto never thought that would ever happen.

It was no secret to anyone that Minto greatly admired Zakuro. Ichigo was the only one who ever assumed that her admiration for Zakuro was more than just simple fangirl admiration. Ichigo also thought that Minto liked Zakuro maybe a little too much, to the point where she wouldn't be surprised if Minto had luscious dreams or fantasies about Zakuro.

Little did Ichigo know…that she was right.

Minto had always had great admiration for Zakuro. But with how often the two have spent with each other, that admiration turned into something else entirely. Minto didn't know what to call it. Zakuro was the only person who ever made her heart beat fast and made her body shiver.

No one, not man or woman, had ever made Minto her heart beat fast. Or her stomach feel funny. Or her…womanhood…

Minto shook her head. She refused to call what she was feeling "love." Because that would mean that she loved girls and Minto was not a lesbian!

At least…she doesn't think she's a lesbian.

Unable to get to sleep, Minto sat up and looked around the room. Ichigo and Lettuce slept in the next bed over. Despite their worries earlier, they both kept to their side. The pillow in-between was doing its job of creating a barrier for them. Lettuce had her head buried in her pillow, while Ichigo had her arms stretched out towards the headboard.

Minto then turned to face the sleeping Zakuro. Zakuro was in a deep slumber facing upwards towards the ceiling. The bedsheets clung to her skin, which only emphasizing her beautiful body, especially her well-endowed breasts.

Minto then turned to her own…less-than-voluptuous chest. She placed her hands on them and squeezed them. She sighed, depressed. "Zakuro really does have the most amazing pair," she thought, "especially when compared to mine." Compared to Zakuro's D-cups, Minto was barely a C.

Suddenly, Zakuro turned onto her side facing away from Minto. Minto's focus now went from Zakuro's chest…to her buttocks, which were also outlined by the bedsheets. Even the pillow that separated the two did nothing to hide the shape of Zakuro's butt.

Minto took another look around the room to make sure that everyone was fully asleep. Nervously, she tapped her two fingers together. "I wonder," she said to herself.

Minto felt her hands gravitating towards Zakuro. But Minto shook her head. "No! It's not right!" she said, scolding herself. "I shouldn't be molesting her like this!"

Minto continued arguing herself. She knew touching Zakuro while she was asleep was bad. But…she really was curious as to how Zakuro's body feels to touch.

Minto eventually gave in to her inner devil. After making sure no one was watching, she slowly reached her hand down towards Zakuro. In particular, she reached for her buttocks. She then lightly poked Zakuro's butt cheek and immediately pulled it back.

Minto looked up and saw that Zakuro was still sleeping. It seemed that she didn't notice Minto poking her. The somewhat puffy bedsheets might have helped to soften the poke.

Minto took a deep breath and decided to go for another touch. This time, however, she stuck her palm out as she reached for Zakuro's rear. She slowly pressed her palm against Zakuro's buttocks.

But Minto wasn't satisfied. The thick bedsheets didn't allow Minto a proper feel of Zakuro's godly behind.

No, no. Minto wanted to really feel Zakuro's skin.

So, Minto lied back down in her bed and threw the covers back over her. She then sneakily guided her palm over the pillow separating the two. She stopped just behind making contact with Zakuro's rear. "Just one quick touch," she gulped.

Minto then pressed her hand gently against Zakuro's butt. The softness of her skin made Minto's body quivered. But she didn't pull her hand back. Surprisingly, Zakuro didn't make a sound. Minto stayed perfectly still and waited to see if Zakuro would react in some way.

But she didn't.

Minto treaded carefully. She slowly moved her hand down and all around Zakuro's butt cheek. Minto's breathing began to sound more labored as touching Zakuro's smooth skin made her heart skip. "This is incredible!" thought Minto. "Zakuro's body is so soft! It feels so much better than I thought it would!"

Minto was interrupted was Zakuro began groaning and tossing in her sleep. She immediately snapped her hand back as Zakuro wiggled around, making soft groaning noises. Eventually, she calmed back down, not the least bit aware that Minto was groping her.

Minto let out a sigh of relief. She knew that, as much as she would like to feel Zakuro all over, it would be far too risky to continue. "That's it!" she told herself. "No more! Otherwise, you're going to get into trouble."

But suddenly, as Minto was getting comfortable on her side of the bed, Zakuro began tossing and turning again. Some of the covers slid off her body, particularly exposing her breasts. Minto quietly gasped upon seeing Zakuro's big breasts out in the open. Minto covered her mouth, trying her hard not to be too loud with her excitement. The moonlight made Zakuro's bosom look as if a heavenly glow was radiating out of them.

With how in her face Zakuro's breasts were, the temptation for Minto to reach out and feel them became very strong.

Indeed, Minto raised her hand up, but stopped herself. "No!" she told herself. "Control yourself! You've gone far enough!"

But try as she might, the urge became too strong for Minto to fight against. After all, Minto has been curious as to what Zakuro's chest felt like. Who knows if Minto will ever get the chance to feel Zakuro's voluptuous melons. "Just…one more touch," she thought. "Then, I'll go to sleep."

Minto gulped as she carefully reached out to try and grab Zakuro's chest. The pillow didn't block Minto's path, so she had no obstacles to overcome.

She was almost there. She was merely an inch away from coping a feel of Zakuro's breasts.

But suddenly, another hand appeared and grabbed Minto's wrist, stopping her in her tracks! Minto let out a scared squeal as the hand squeezed her wrist to the point where it was becoming painful. Minto looked up…

…and saw Zakuro's half-open eyes staring right back at her!

Before Minto could potentially let out a loud scream, Zakuro reached out and quickly covered her mouth.

Zakuro lifted one of her fingers to her mouth, signaling Minto to stay quiet. Zakuro sat up and looked to see if Ichigo or Lettuce was awake. Amazingly, they were still sound asleep. While she knew that Ichigo was a deep sleeper that wouldn't even wake up to an earthquake, Lettuce staying asleep was surprising to her.

Zakuro then turned back towards Minto. The two of them sat up. Minto got on her knees and bowed her head repeatedly. "…I'm sorry Zakuro!" Minto whispered. "I know I shouldn't have touched you like that, but it was too tempting!"

"So you did touch me just now?" Zakuro asked, keeping her voice down.

Minto nodded her head in confirmation. She clenched her fists on her knees and kept her head down in shame. "You put your hand on my butt?" Zakuro continued asked.

Minto again nodded her head. "And just now, you were trying to touch my breast?" asked Zakuro.

Minto looked away from Zakuro, giving her confirmation. Zakuro took a deep breath and sighed. To Minto, it sounded like Zakuro was very disappointed. And she probably was.

But then, Zakuro grabbed the pillow that was in-between the two and tossed it off the side of the bed. "Look at me," ordered Zakuro.

Minto lifted her head up and locked eyes with Zakuro. Zakuro didn't look as disappointed as she thought. In fact, she looked less disappointed and more…nervous?

"Can you keep quiet?" she asked her.

"…yes?" Minto asked, puzzled.

Zakuro then put her hands behind her heads, jutting her boobs outward. Minto gasped upon getting a much more fuller view of Zakuro's chest. "Go ahead," whispered Zakuro. "Touch them as much as you need to."

Minto's eyes popped and her mouth dropped even more. She wasn't sure if what she just heard was real. "What did you just say?" Minto asked.

"If it helps you sleep better, then go ahead and do what you want with my boobs," repeated Zakuro.

As much as Minto wanted to jump on Zakuro and play with her knockers to her heart's content, she hesitated. She quickly looked to Ichigo and Lettuce. Zakuro noticed this and reassured her. "Just keep quiet," she said, "then they won't wake up."

Zakuro then slightly bounced her boobs a bit, further enticing Minto. "Go on," said Zakuro, "and hurry up. They're starting to get cold."

Minto nodded her head in determination. She then focused in on Zakuro's breasts. Minto took a deep breath and gradually lifted her hands up toward them, cupping them from below. Both Zakuro and Minto made a slight gasping noise as Minto's hands made contact.

Minto then moved her hands so that her palms covered Zakuro's boobs, with her nipples in-between her fingers. For a moment, Minto lost control of herself and squeezed them tightly, digging her nails into them. "Ow-hey!" Zakuro said, as she quickly covered her chest.

"I'm sorry!" Minto said, horrified.

Both of them checked to see if Ichigo and Lettuce had woken up. Luckily, they haven't.

"I'm sorry," whispered Minto. "They just felt incredible! And I just…"

"It's alright," Zakuro said, as she lifted her arms again. "Just…be more gentle with them."

Minto nodded her head. She breathed in and grabbed Zakuro's breasts again. She squeezed them again, this time making sure to be more delicate. Minto's mouth dropped as she continued feeling them. Zakuro's chest felt firm and warm. "They're so soft," she thought. "And squishy! They're amazing! Zakuro is more blessed than I thought!"

While Minto was fondling her, Zakuro did her best to keep a straight face. But occasionally, she would grimace whenever Minto squeezed or touched her bosom in a certain way. No one has ever groped Zakuro's boobs before. Minto's fingers were slender and her touch made her feel in a way she never felt before. Whether Zakuro wanted it or not, Minto's touch was turning her on a bit, especially when Mint lightly flicked and twerked her nipples.

Then, after Minto squeezed her breasts a certain way, Zakuro lost control of herself and let out a very loud, sexual moan. She immediately covered her mouth after the fact. Minto, surprised by Zakuro's moan, quickly let go of Zakuro's breasts and covered her own mouth. They both had wide eyes and were blushing so red, it could be seen even in darkness.

The two became even more scared when they heard Ichigo groaning and tossing in her bed. Fortunately, she didn't get up to see what the noise was. And neither did Lettuce.

Zakuro breathed through her nose to try and recompose herself. "Is that it?" Zakuro asked. "Are you satisfied now?"

"Yeah, I think so," whispered Minto. "M-Maybe we should get some sleep now."

"Yes, I agree," said Zakuro.

Minto and Zakuro decided to stop what they were doing and go back to their side of the bed. They both lied down and threw the covers over their heads. The two of them faced away from each other so as to not look the other person in the face.


About a half-hour later, Minto was still wide awake, staring at the wall in front of her. She couldn't help but think about what just happened. Her heart was still racing from touching Zakuro's chest. Her brain still couldn't comprehend that something she only did in her fantasies actually happened.

Minto slid her fingers up to her face. She could still feel the softness of Zakuro's boobs on her hands.

Then, Minto brought her fingers closer to her face…and quietly smelled it. She knew that what she was doing would be considered extremely weird to just about anyone, let alone her friends. But she could have sworn that earlier Zakuro's body had the faint scent of pomegranate, which smelled so sweetly. A quick whiff of her fingers confirmed it so.

Minto closed her eyes and smiled as the scent eased her mind.

Minto carefully traced her hand down from her stomach to her privates. When she reached her private area, she suddenly froze up. She began to feel something…moist.

Minto's eyes shot open wide upon a terrible realization. "Oh no," she whimpered internally.

She slowly raised her fingers up to her face. With the room being lit by the full moon outside, Minto could see that her fingers were glistening. Running her thumb over her fingers confirmed her worst fears.

"I'm getting wet," Minto whispered to herself.

The feeling of peace and calmness vanished in a flash, replaced by a more…lucid feeling. Her body shivered, her stomach tied itself in a knot, and her private parts were getting wetter.

For Minto, this was really bad. Especially with her friends just a short distance away, and especially with Zakuro right next to her.

Minto closed her eyes as hard as she could and tried to think of something that would help kill her lewd thoughts. "Okay, let's see…" she thought. "Ummm…I know! That old lady at the pool earlier! With her disgusting wrinkly skin! Wrinkly face! White hair! Missing teeth! Zakuro's brea-AH! NO!"

Minto shook her head. "Okay, let's try again. Uh…uh…that other woman at the pool! The really tall one with the long orange hair and the really big bush! Not like Zakuro's smooth, shav-NO! What am I doing?!"

Minto tried again and again to think of something disgusting or gross or really anything that would distract her from thinking about Zakuro or her nude body. But it was no use. Zakuro would always reenter her mind. And each time Minto failed to cast the sinful thoughts away, the feeling in her stomach got worse and she felt herself getting even wetter.

Minto realized that, with her heart beating fast and her loins aching, there was no way she could fall asleep now.

At least, not without…playing with herself.

"No! I can't do that! Not here!" Minto thought, trying to shake the idea out of her head. "If I get caught trying to do that, I'll never hear the end of it!"

Minto again tried to think hard about anything besides Zakuro's naked body. Eventually, she gave up…and then tried to think of ways to cool her off. Maybe by going to the bathroom and splashing cold water on her face? Taking a cold shower? Or just go walking outside and letting the cold air chill her body?

No. Those wouldn't work for her. Either they would make too much noise or someone might see her and her wet parts.

Seeing no other option, Minto took a deep breath. "Okay," she thought. "Maybe I can get myself off really quick before anyone notices."

Forgoing any sort of stealth or composure, Minto dug her hands straight to her vagina and she began to rub it vigorously. Minto did her best to stay discreet, but she also knew that it would probably be better to just quickly finish the job even if it meant making too much noise than to do it quietly but take more time.

Minto kept on fingering herself more and more. Minto then used one of her hands to grab onto one of her breasts and she began to play with them as well. Minto could feel her climax approaching faster and faster.

The lewd thoughts that Minto was trying to keep away now had free reign to invade her mind. She pictured Zakuro's nude body rubbing up against hers. Zakuro's breasts pressed against her back, her hands groping her breasts, her fingers touching her in all sorts of different places, and her voice whispering in her ear.

"Minto…oh Minto…"

"Do you need help, Minto?"

"…Minto?"

"Minto!"

Minto froze up. Her hands instantly stopped moving. She could have sworn that the voice she heard just now was now louder than it was before.

Minto turned her head…and was immediately greeted by the sight of Zakuro looking back at her. She realized that it wasn't the Zakuro in her mind that had been talking to her…but the real Zakuro.

Minto's mouth dropped and her eyes popped wide open. "Oh…crap…" she thought. She almost said it out loud, but her voice got stuck in her throat. Her hand was still on her breast and her other hand on her still-wet pussy. Minto knew there wasn't anything she could say to help get out of the situation she was in. She was caught red-handed.

Minto only dropped her head in defeat. "Zakuro, I…"

Zakuro quickly shushed her. "It's okay, Minto," she said, calmly. "I should have known letting you fondle my breasts would make things worse for both of us."

"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have…wait…both of us?"

Zakuro then presented her fingers to Minto. Minto was shocked to find that much like her fingers earlier, Zakuro's fingers were also moistened with a thick, clear fluid. "I'm wet too," whispered Zakuro.

The thought of Zakuro also being as aroused as she was overloaded Minto's brain. Of course, she always imagined herself doing naughty things with Zakuro, but it was something else entirely to find out that the person she so desperately admired was just as horny as she was right now.

"Z-Z-Zakuro, I…"

"Don't talk," ordered Zakuro. "We need to do this quick…and quietly."

"Do what?" thought Minto.

Suddenly, Zakuro rolled Minto over on her back. Minto's heart skipped a few beats as Zakuro smiled at her and stared at her with…lust in her eyes?

Minto was caught off-guard when she felt Zakuro's fingers at her entrance. "It's faster to get off if someone else does this for you," said Zakuro. "I'll help you, but then you have to help me too. Deal?"

Minto didn't know how to respond. She still had a hard time taking everything in. It was just a few moments ago that she was able to caress Zakuro's assets. Now Zakuro was offering to masturbate her!

Zakuro wasted no time waiting for Minto to respond. She began rubbing and fingering Minto's vagina. Minto arched her back as Zakuro penetrated her with her fingers. Minto let out a loud moan, but Zakuro quickly put her hand over her mouth to shut her up. "I said keep quiet!" she whispered in a harsh tone.

Zakuro continued pleasuring Minto while covering her mouth. Minto threw her head back into her pillow as a wave of ecstasy numbed her body. "Does that feel good?" Zakuro asked, almost lustfully.

"Uh-huh," Minto said, affirmatively. Her cries were muffled behind Zakuro's hand.

Zakuro continued working at Minto's ever-moistening womanhood. Zakuro drove two of her fingers inside and out. She started slowly at first, then picked up more and more speed as Minto's body convulsed. The two didn't even bother to check on Ichigo and Lettuce. If they weren't woken up by their earlier escapades, then this won't bother them in the slightest!

"Are you almost there?" Zakuro asked.

"Yes! Oh god, yes!" Minto shouted, internally.

"You know what helps me get off even quicker?" Zakuro asked.

"Hmm?" Minto asked, confused. She wasn't sure what else Zakuro could do to help move things along.

She got her answer instantly…and she can't say she expected it.

Or enjoyed it.

Minto screamed as she felt something small but hard forcibly entering her…back door. Minto's body went in all kinds of directions, unable to process what's happening. "My god!" Minto thought. "Is Zakuro really…really fingering…my ass?!"

Indeed, Zakuro was not only going at it with two fingers in Minto's pussy, but she had also penetrated her behind with her pinky finger!

The feeling of being in heaven was gone from Minto's mind. Instead, she was beginning to feel very uncomfortable with her anus being titillated. "Why?!" Minto asked. "Why would Zakuro do this-this…filthy thing to me?! And she says this helps her climax?!"

Zakuro didn't seem to catch that Minto wasn't enjoying her anal fingering. She continued fingering both of Minto's holes, while Minto tried to wiggle out of it.

Things then turned for the worst.

Minto began to feel her stomach growling and gurgling. Like gurgling really, really badly.

The gurgling was then joined by an incredible sharp pain in Minto's abdomen. Minto knew something was about to happen.

But it wasn't going to be an orgasm!

Minto fought back and managed to pull Zakuro's hand away from her mouth. She then wrestled herself out of Zakuro's grip. "Takethemout! Takethemout!" Minto frantically shouted.

As she sat upright, Minto harshly forced Zakuro's hands back, removing her fingers from out of her vagina and anus. Zakuro was shocked to see Minto so aggressive.

Minto rolled off the bed and kneeled down right beside it. "Minto, are you alright?" Zakuro asked, worriedly.

Minto didn't respond. She clutched her stomach and hunched forward. Her stomach made another gurgling noise, this one even worse than before. Minto's face grimaced as the sharp pain in her stomach became stronger. "Minto, what's wrong?!" Zakuro asked, again. Minto didn't respond as she started breathing heavily.

"Oh! Oh no!" she cried out, softly.

Without a moment to spare, Minto stood up on her feet and darted to the restroom. "Igottago! Igottago!" she said, frantically.

Zakuro watched as Minto ran for the toilet. She kept her hands against her crack, trying desperately to prevent herself from having an accident.

Minto ran inside the bathroom and slammed the door. Zakuro winced as the door slamming shook the room.

"Huh…what was that?"

Zakuro gasped as both Ichigo and Lettuce began stirring. Thinking fast, Zakuro quickly lied down in her bed and threw the covers over her, making it look like she was asleep.

Ichigo sat upright while Lettuce only opened her eyes. The two were still both very groggy. "Did you hear that too?" Lettuce whispered.

Ichigo saw that there was a light coming from the bathroom door. "Oh," she said. "It's just someone using the toilet. Would it kill them to not slam the door?!"

And just like that, as quick as they woke up, Lettuce and Ichigo both plopped themselves back onto their beds and fell back asleep.

Zakuro sat up in her bed and checked to see if the two really were asleep again. She let out a sigh of relief. It looks like the two were completely unaware of what was going on.

Just then, Zakuro heard faint noises coming from the bathroom, which were just loud enough for her to hear. She could hear Minto groaning and straining, as well as other…unpleasant sounds.

Zakuro looked down at the three fingers she was just using. "Oh dear," she muttered to herself. "I knew it was called The Shocker, but I didn't think it would hurt her that badly."

Zakuro then buried her head in her hands, embarrassed as to what just happened.

TO BE CONTINUED…