RIP Mia Ikumi (1979-2022)

I know a pornographic story may not be the most appropriate place to bring it up, but since she was the illustrator for "Tokyo Mew Mew," one of my favorite manga series, I didn't feel right not mentioning it.

Now, onto the chapter.


Chapter 11: Caught in the Act

Lettuce didn't know what to think. Being encouraged to masturbate? By a friend of hers, no less?!

This was definitely not what Lettuce expected to do at all on this trip!

Then again, this trip has been one surprise after another.

Lettuce got up from her bed and walked over to the door. She stepped outside and looked around. Zakuro was nowhere to be found. There weren't any other resort guests either.

Lettuce stepped back inside. As Zakuro said, she was all alone.

As much as Lettuce hated to admit it, Zakuro had a good point. She certainly wouldn't want this to ruin the rest of the day for her.

With the room all to herself, Lettuce looked down at her body. She ran her fingers down her stomach and to her womanhood. Like she did this morning, she gently tugged on her pubic hair as she began contemplating on what to do.

"Have fun with myself, huh?" she murmured to herself. "Should I…really do it?"


MEANWHILE

Minto and Ichigo were waiting at Hadaka Beach. They stood in front of a large wooden sign bearing the beach's namesake.

Ichigo paced back-and-forth while Minto sat on one of the wooden posts, using a towel to avoid getting any splinters in her bare bottom. "They sure are taking a while," Ichigo said, impatiently. "I wonder what they're talking about?"

"Who knows?" said Minto. "No really, who knows? I can't think of a single thing that those two would talk about."

Ichigo then remembered Minto and Zakuro talking about how they went out last night while she and Lettuce were sleeping. "Well, what did you two talk about last night?" asked Ichigo.

Minto gulped. "Uh…well, y'know," she said, blushing a bit, "...stuff."

"What kind of stuff?" Ichigo asked, suspiciously.

"It's none of your business!" snapped Minto. "It's…stuff only sophisticated people like she and I talk about! You wouldn't understand!"

Ichigo pouted. "Well, excuse me!"

Finally, Ichigo and Minto saw Zakuro walking towards them. "There you are!" Minto said, happily.

"Sorry I took so long," said Zakuro. "So, ready to hit the beach?"

Ichigo looked around, but she couldn't find Lettuce anywhere. "Wait, where's Lettuce?" she asked.

"She went back to the room," said Zakuro.

"The room? What for?" Minto asked. "Don't tell me she suddenly got embarrassed about being naked again!"

"She said she wasn't feeling well," explained Zakuro, "so she went to lie down for a bit."

"Oh no," worried Ichigo. "Is she okay?"

"She's fine," reassured Zakuro. "But she said her stomach wasn't feeling good."

"That figures," replied Minto. "She did eat a lot of food for breakfast, more food than I have ever seen her eat. I'm not surprised she has a stomachache."

"You would know about that, wouldn't you?" taunted Ichigo.

Minto only glared at Ichigo. She subconsciously put her hands near her rear. "Can we not talk about that, please?" she asked, sternly.

"Still, it doesn't seem right for us to go to the beach if she's feeling sick," replied Ichigo. "Maybe we should go back and keep her company?"

"No, no! She'll be okay!" Zakuro said, frantically. "Just leave her be!"

"...are you sure?" Ichigo asked.

"Don't worry," said Zakuro. "The same thing happened to me when I first came here. After a little rest, she should feel okay. Let's just go to the beach and have some fun!"

Ichigo and Minto were a bit skeptical, but they decided to heed Zakuro's wishes. Ichigo was especially worried about Lettuce.

The three of them then made their way onto the beach. " I hope Lettuce finishes soon ," thought Zakuro. " I don't know how long I can keep these two busy. "


Lettuce was in bed, trying her hardest to get herself. She massaged her most sensitive areas in an attempt to arouse herself.

" I'm all alone, " she thought to herself. " There's no one around. It's just me…all alone…and naked. "

She continued swirling her fingers around her entrance while groping her left breast.

Just then, Lettuce froze up as she heard footsteps outside her door. She stood perfectly as she listened closely. Luckily, whoever was outside was just passing through.

Lettuce let out a sigh of relief, but she soon began to worry again. "I can't do this," she said. "Someone's gonna come in and see!"

Lettuce hurriedly tried to get out of the bed to take a cold shower, but she suddenly fell back down and had her arms spread out to the side. Lettuce was confused. It felt like someone was holding her down..but there was no one besides her in the room!

"What's happening?!" Lettuce asked, scared.

She looked up to the ceiling...and another memory entered her head.

I love you…let me pleasure you first.

Lettuce pressed her thighs together. Much like earlier in the morning, she began to feel emotionally overwhelmed. Her heart began to race, her breathing became slightly labored, and she felt her groin… aching .

She let her fingers slide down to her womanhood, where she found herself getting wet again. "Not again," she moaned. "Why does thinking about Ichigo do this to me? I don't like her like that!"

Despite her protests, Lettuce began to lose control of herself, rubbing her clit with one hand while massaging her breast with the other. "I…don't like Ichigo like that," she panted, "but…I can't help it. Maybe…just…this once."

And just like that, Lettuce went from being scared…to feeling aroused .

"Oh…Ichigo," she swooned.


Ichigo, Lettuce, and Minto soon arrived at Hadaka Beach. Ichigo and Minto were all in awe upon seeing the bright, white sand and the sparkling blue ocean. "Wow, this looks beautiful!" gasped Ichigo. "Look how clear the water is!"

"Even I have never been to a beach as incredible as this!" added Minto.

"Come on, let's go find a spot on the beach," said Zakuro.

Fortunately, since it was still early in the day, there was hardly anyone on the beach. They had no trouble finding a spot to put their towels down.

They settled on a spot near one of the rock formations. They placed their towels down and got themselves situated.

"Who wants to go swimming?" Ichigo asked, excitedly.

"Count me out," refused Minto, "I think I'll stay here and work on my tan."

"Tanning?!" Ichigo asked, indignantly. "You would do something boring like that."

"Come on, Ichigo," offered Zakuro. "I'll swim with you!"

"What?!" protested Minto. "But Zakuro, I thought we could sunbathe together!"

"Don't worry," replied Zakuro. "I'm only going to swim for a little bit. Then I'll come back and tan with you."

Ichigo and Zakuro then ran off into the ocean. Minto only pouted as she was left by herself on the beach.

Ichigo and Zakuro swam out until their feet could barely touch the floor.

Zakuro let out a sigh of relief as she ran her fingers down her hair. "The water feels really good, doesn't it?" asked Zakuro.

"Yeah," Ichigo agreed. "Who would have thought getting rid of a swimsuit, even a thin one, would make a difference?"

"That sealed the deal for me to accept nudism," added Zakuro. "Hiromi told me that being a nudist puts you much closer to nature. It truly does."

Ichigo then realized that she and Zakuro were alone and far enough away from Minto. She saw this as her chance to hopefully get some info about Lettuce.

"So…Zakuro?" she began. "You and Lettuce were gone for a while. What did you talk about?"

"Hmmm?" asked Zakuro, coming back to her senses. "Oh! Uh, nothing really. She told me she had a stomach ache. That's why she went back to the room."

"…is that all that she said?" Ichigo asked, doubtfully.

"Pretty much," lied Zakuro. "Why?"

Ichigo sighed. "It's just…when I asked her what was wrong, she told me it was nothing," said Ichigo. "But I know that's not right."

"Well…did she say anything else to you?" asked Zakuro. She was equally curious to find out what's been bugging Ichigo as well.

Ichigo thought back to when she and Lettuce were alone, waiting for the kitchen to open. "She did ask me if I heard anything while she was showering, but I don't know what she's talking about."

"That is an odd question," replied Zakuro. " Did you hear anything?"

"No! Just the water from the shower," said Ichigo, defensively.

" Good, " thought Zakuro, " it sounds like Ichigo didn't hear Lettuce trying to pleasure herself. "

"What else did she say?" asked Zakuro.

"Nothing. I tried asking her some more questions, but I got nervous, so things became quiet."

Zakuro then realized something Ichigo said. "Wait…why did you get nervous?" she asked.

Ichigo hesitated for a moment. "Uh…well…"

"I mean, you didn't do anything to her to make her upset," added Zakuro. "Or…did you?"

Ichigo gulped, which didn't escape Zakuro's notice. "Hmm…you know, you were acting a little weird before you left the room this morning," said Zakuro. "What's really going on between you two?"

"N-nothing!" Ichigo said, frantically. "I mean…I don't think."

"Was it something that happened while Minto and I were gone?" asked Zakuro.

"I…maybe? I don't know," stammered Ichigo. "I didn't know you two left. I was asleep! Look! It's really embarrassing, okay?!"

Realizing that Ichigo was getting too worked up, Zakuro relaxed and went for a more gentler approach. She reached out and put her hands on her shoulders. "Ichigo, it's okay," Zakuro said, suddenly sounding sweetly. "Tell me what happened."

Ichigo was still hesitant, but looking at Zakuro's face, she could tell that she was genuinely concerned about her and Lettuce. "I…I don't know if it actually happened or not," Ichigo said. "Well…maybe it did."

"What happened?" Zakuro asked again.

"...you promise not to tell Minto?" asked Ichigo.

"I promise," said Zakuro.

Ichigo then took a deep breath. "I think…I was talking in my sleep," confessed Ichigo.

"...okay," Zakuro said, listening intently. "So, you think you kept Lettuce up with your sleep talk?"

"...maybe?" Ichigo replied, shyly. "But more importantly, I think…I said some…things?"

Zakuro was confused. "What kind of things?"

Ichigo's face turned red, "Um…like… perverted things," she finally confessed. "You see…I…I had a dream. A dream about…Masaya. And he and I were…were…"

Even in the cold water, Ichigo could feel her face burning up as she thought back to her dream. Zakuro noticed that Ichigo's body language mirrored that of Lettuce earlier. And it finally hit her.

"Oh!" gasped Zakuro. "Did you have one of… those dreams?"

"I dreamt he and I were at a nudist resort together," continued Ichigo. "We went on a nude hike through a forest. Then he took me to the beach. That's when he… kissed me. Then he put his hand on my…on my…."

Ichigo then grabbed her left breast and squeezed, telling Zakuro all she needed to know. Zakuro was stunned. " That would explain why Lettuce was acting the way she was! " thought Zakuro.

Ichigo shook her head, embarrassed at confessing her erotic dream to Zakuro. "So…y-yeah," she stammered. "I think that's why Lettuce was acting weird! I think she might have heard me talking dirty to Masaya in my sleep!"

There was something else that Ichigo worried she might have done to Lettuce, but she wasn't going to confess that to Zakuro.

Zakuro thought back to the conversation she had with Lettuce. Suddenly, her being flustered and aroused made much more sense. She then looked back at Ichigo. Ichigo was a little concerned when she saw Zakuro smiling.

Zakuro had an idea.

"Ichigo," she said, "I think you should go and talk to Lettuce again."

"What?!" replied Ichigo. "Me? And her?! B-b-but I can't face her, not after what happened."

"But you said you were asleep," said Zakuro, "you don't know what happened. You need to see Lettuce and clear the air with her once and for all!"

Ichigo looked away. "I…I don't know," she said, nervously.

Zakuro swam up to her and put her hand on her shoulder. "Ichigo, Lettuce is your friend," she said, sweetly. "Minto and I are your friends too, but I always felt she was the closest to you. And you were close to her."

Ichigo agreed. After all, it was Ichigo that convinced Lettuce to join their group. "Whatever awkward situation happened, I believe you two can resolve it," said Zakuro. "Now please, go see her."

Ichigo still had her doubts. But with Lettuce alone in the room, she felt that would be the best time to resolve everything. "…okay," she said, taking a deep breath. "But, what about Minto?"

"Don't worry about her," said Zakuro. "I'll keep Minto distracted."

And with that, Ichigo waded back to the shore. Zakuro followed closely behind.

Ichigo walked over to where they had placed their towels and quickly dried herself off with her towel. Minto was lying on her stomach, her bare back exposed to the sun's rays. "Done swimming already?" asked Minto, turning her head to face Ichigo.

"I'm going to go back to the hotel room," replied Ichigo.

"Huh? This soon?!" asked Minto.

"I'm…uh…just worried about Lettuce," stammered Ichigo. "That's all. Don't wait up!"

Ichigo threw her towel aside and slipped on her flip-flops. Minto watched as Ichigo began walking back to their hotel room.

"Hi there!" Zakuro said, as she sat down on her towel next to Minto.

"Why's Ichigo leaving so soon?" Minto asked, suspiciously.

"She's just going to go check on Lettuce," replied Zakuro. "She'll be back."

But Minto still felt that something else was going on. "Should we go check on her too?" Minto asked.

"Maybe later," replied Zakuro. "But in the meantime, let's enjoy this time we have alone together."

Minto smiled.

Zakuro then began rubbing suntan lotion on her body. Minto couldn't help but blush when she rubbed it on her breasts. "Say," said Zakuro, "can you help me put some suntan lotion on my back?"

Minto's eyes widened.


"Oh Ichigo," moaned Lettuce. She drove her fingers deep inside of her as she continued to fantasize about her friend. She imagined Ichigo on top of her, straddling her hips.

Lettuce could feel herself getting closer and closer to her limit. This would be the first time that Lettuce came in a long time. But that wasn't enough for Lettuce.

No, she wanted to feel as good as Ichigo did last night. She wanted to have one big release like Ichigo did.

If Ichigo could do it while she was asleep, then she should be able while awake!

Lettuce turned her head and noticed a pillow lying right next to her. It was then that she had an idea.

"Maybe… I should be the one on top," she said to herself.

Lettuce got up and placed the pillow underneath her and in-between her legs. She put her hands on the pillow and started grinding her womanhood against it. She let a surprised gasp as she felt a sudden jolt of pleasure going up her spine.

" This…feels really good, " she thought. " Too good…it's now wonder Ichigo came as much as she did. "

Lettuce then began moving her hips even faster.


As Ichigo made her way back to the room, she thought about what she was going to say to Lettuce. As expected, it was difficult to figure out how to talk to someone about them hearing you talk erotically in your sleep.

"Hey Lettuce, how are you feeling?" Ichigo said, practicing her lines. "So last night…did you…hear me talking in my sleep? Tell me the truth…"

Ichigo was so deep in thought, she accidentally bumped into Aimi, who was carrying a load of clean towels in her hands. Luckily, Aimi didn't fall. "Hey, careful!" she scolded.

"Oh, sorry!" Ichigo said, frantically.

Aimi then realized who she was talking to. "Oh, Ichigo! You're here!" Aimi said, shocked.

"Uh, yeah?" replied Ichigo.

"I thought you were in your room," explained Aimi. "I kept hearing somebody calling your name."

"Wait, you did?" asked Ichigo. "Because…Lettuce is in our room right now. She said she had a stomach ache, so she went back to bed."

"Oh…oooh…"

Aimi's mouth dropped and her face turned a faint hint of red. "Why are you making that face?" Ichigo asked.

"…no reason!" Aimi said, frantically.

Aimi then suddenly ran off, leaving Ichigo very confused. "That was…weird," Ichigo said to herself.

As Ichigo continued on her way, Aimi hid her blushing face behind the stack of towels she was carrying. She wondered if she should have told Ichigo about Lettuce…

Aimi shook her head and continued working.


Ichigo rounded the corner and walked down the hallway. She was still not sure about why Aimi acted so weird. But as she got closer to their hotel room, she put it out of her mind and focused back onto Lettuce.

"Okay Ichigo," she told her. "You can do this. You have to do this."

Ichigo knew that if she and Lettuce couldn't resolve things themselves, then Zakuro and Minto would have to get involved. And there she definitely didn't want Minto to know about what happened.

Soon, she stood outside her hotel room door. But before she could open the door, she suddenly heard her name being called.

" Ichigo…Ichigo!"

"Huh?" asked Ichigo.

She listened closely as she heard Lettuce moaning and panting. Lettuce sounded desperate and out-of-breath. "Lettuce?!" Ichigo asked, worried.

Ichigo wasted no time throwing the door open and running inside!


TO BE CONTINUED