Their friendship blossomed in record time. These two social rejects, seemingly doomed to forever be helpless in the aspect of social interaction, each looked to the other and found themselves to share a myriad of hobbies and interests. That formula, that tried and true basis for friendship, proved to prevail once again.
Weeks went by. A month was born. That month slowly accumulated to another month.
Everyone began to take notice of Murasaki and Murakumo's friendship, and they all agreed... it was the cutest thing they ever saw.
"Hey, Murasaki-chan!" Murakumo said with a wave. "Come over here!"
Murasaki was sitting on a bench, waiting for lunch break to visit her best friend. And that magical time had come once again. Murakumo had agreed to meet her in the park.
"What is it? What are you working on?" Murasaki asks, her eyes wide with wonder.
"I was thinking about a crossover between Princess Yue and Shizuke Kojima, the shinobi warrior. Together, they combat the forces of evil! Sound cool?"
"That's amazing! Hey, you wanna come over and watch some anime with me later?"
"Hmmm... okay. One hour of anime, one hour of writing together? You always have such awesome ideas~"
"Hmmm... well that's fair. Okay~"
They bonded so much over their anime/manga hobby. In fact, it grew so strong that they spent every single day together. The two once-shy girls became inseparable, almost a symbiotic bond between them. After a while, people were starting to wonder if their friendship would blossom into something even stronger. That day did come... eventually.
It was one quiet afternoon; the two of them were sitting on a bench together at the park. It had been another routine day; Murasaki had just finished reading this romantic doujinishi that Murakumo had finished. Seeing the two protagonists hand in hand, sharing that awesome, passionate kiss at the end, sent fireworks going off in her stomach. Murasaki had never kissed anyone before; she could only imagine the sheer emotions... and sensations... of two lips becoming one.
"...Murakumo-chan?"
Murakumo looked over, flashing a warm smile. "Huh?"The purplenette plays with her fingers nervously. "Ummm... I have something... kinda weird to ask.""Okay. T-tell me... I won't laugh or anything."
Murasaki looks away for a second with a blush, then shoots a bashful little gaze towards her as she grins. "I... well I... I thought that manga you drew was so romantic~"
Murakumo sees that adorable smile, and her cheeks flare up big time. "Y-yeah... it made me so warm and fuzzy just looking back over it. S-so... what was your question?"
"W-well... I've always been curious about..."
"Kissing?"
Murasaki gasps. "Y-yes! You too?"
Now it's Murakumo's turn to smile meekly. "Y-yes... I've always wondered what it's like to just have a perfect, amazing, magical kiss. Like in a story~"
As if on cue... Murasaki's hand slides over and touches hers. Immediately, their cheeks spontaneously combust with redness. They can barely look each other in those wide, gleaming eyes.
"M-M-Murasaki...chan~" the green-eyed girl whimpers, her entire body quivering as a breathy gasp escapes her lungs.
"Maybe..." the purplenette whispers. "...We could kiss. And it could be magical... like in your manga~"
A tiny, adorable little squeak escapes Murakumo's lungs as her green eyes widen. "A-ah! M-Murasaki-chan... that's..."
Murasaki giggles. "Hee hee... I've been wanting to do it for a while now... if it's okay with you?"
The green-eyed girl is completely flustered. This was a huge next step... for both of them. Neither of these girls had ever felt the joy of romance... and now here they are, sitting next to each other. After the way their friendship blossomed so healthily... maybe this was fate.
With a gulp, Murakumo rallies her confidence. "O-okay... let's give this a shot~"
As if on cue, they both close their eyes. Their lips are next to follow script, puckering up. Their torsos begin to lean closer... closer... until finally, they can feel the warmth of the soft flesh pressing together. Their lips lock, noses touching, foreheads pressed tight.
At that moment, everything else in the world vanishes; there's nothing that matter but this moment. This moment of evolution for Murasaki, as she finally breaks through another milestone on her path of re-awakening.
"Mmmmph~"
That one kiss changed things from there on. The new ground had been broken, the confines of shyness and restraint at last shattered. From there on, Murasaki and Murakumo fully embraced their bond, and its evolution into romance. They were officially girlfriends, and the others had nothing but praise for the two of them finally getting to this point. Especially Imu... for so long, she saw no hope in her little sister. But now, she was happily couple with the mask-wearing girl of her same gentle demeanor. All Imu could do was wipe her tears of joy.
Murasaki had no qualms about being romantic with her girlfriend in public. They would kiss anywhere, be it a diner or a bench at the park. Even sometimes at the school gate, Murasaki would greet her companion with an adorable little smooch. Everyone that saw this literally SWOONED from the cuteness; it was no doubt, the most adorable couple they had ever seen.
Murasaki couldn't have been happier with things. She truly felt like she was drinking the nectar of life, living to the fullest with her lover. The only thing on her mind was... how could she live even MORE? Now that she had tasted it, she CRAVED more fulfillment. She wanted to experience new thrills... new adventures.
Today was one of their run-of-the-mill get-togethers. Murakumo came over with some half-written doujinishi, and she wanted the purple-haired girl's insight on new ideas. But today, Murasaki was feeling a little different than usual. It all started with her looking at an anime blog, and she stumbled upon some "NSFW" pictures. Next thing she knew... she had visited a hentai site and was watching diligently. But she didn't keep track of time, and Murakumo arrived a little unexpected.
KNOCK KNOCK! "Murasaki-chaaan! Can I come in?" her cute voice squeaks, thanks to a lack of mask. She had gotten comfy with leaving it off at Murasaki's house.
Blushing deep, Murasaki exited out and closed her laptop. "Y-yes! Come on in~"
The door opened and Murakumo came in, her green eyes full of joy and warmth. "Hey! Did you miss me~?"
Murasaki smiles. "Of course I did~"
She meets Murakumo halfway, and their lips close distance."Mmmmmmmmmmph~"
After pulling away and breaking the kiss, Murakumo unzips her backpack and takes out a notebook. "So I was thinking, maybe I'd do another crossover chapter between Princess Yue and Shizuke."
Murasaki starts to open her mouth, but her eyes suddenly dart down when Murakumo bends over to put her backpack down. Her tanktop hangs low, showing off a deep canyon of cleavage provided by her generous bosom.
"Th-that...sounds... good..." she stutters.
Murakumo drops her notebook on the bed, and Murasaki stares at it. She looks at Shizuke's curvy, voluptuous body in that skimpy ninja attire... and her loins begin to burn. The legendary kunoichi warrior is standing alongside Princess Yue, who looks elegant in a flowing kimono. But the top of it is low cut, showing off her also abundant chest. Murasaki blushes deep red... and her mind begins to wander.
"So I was thinking, maybe Shizuke and Yue have to team up to combat the ultimate evil." Murakumo suggests. "What do you think?"
Murasaki puts her hand to her chin. "Hmmmm... are they gonna kiss?"
Murakumo nods with a smile. "Mmhmm! And it'll be SO romantic, SO passionate... that Yue and Shizuke have enough power to wipe out the entire army of darkness."
Murasaki's chest warms up. It sounds awesome to her! B-but... she still couldn't control her wandering mind. She was having strange, dirty thoughts... stuff that shouldn't be said out loud. Murasaki was wondering if she should keep her mouth shut... but she couldn't help herself. The emotions were too powerful.
"...Wait." Murasaki calls out, her face already burning. Murakumo can see something out of the ordinary is on her mind, judging by her flustered appearance.
"Huh? What is it?"
Murasaki's insides tingle as she speaks. "Th-that's not enough. That's not enough passion to defeat the army."
Murakumo's eyebrow raises. "Y-you really think so?"
Murasaki nods, a mischievous smile on her lips. "Mmmhmmm. I have a better idea~"
Murasaki leans in close and whispers in her confused girlfriend's ear. Murakumo's face is normal for a couple of seconds... but at the snap of a finger, her jaw drops and a gasp rings out as if Murasaki said something that would make a drunken sailor blush.
"M-MURASAKI-CHAN!"
Murasaki grins childishly as Murakumo's face goes from it's usual white to a deep shade of blood red. "Oh-oh my! Murasaki-chan... that's so naughty!"
Murasaki playfully strokes her own hair, looking away with a blush. "C-cmon... try to draw it? I know you can do it..."
Murakumo puts her hands to her cheeks, flabbergasted. "I-I-I d-d-don't know about th-that... ahh..."
Murasaki leans in closer, a pathetic pleading look on her face. "Cmoooon... you can draw it. I know you can... do it for me...?"
The green-eyed girl takes a few deep breaths, trying to maintain her composure. She had never drawn anything like that before... but she wanted to make Murasaki happy. She couldn't say no to her girlfriend; what they have is too strong.
"O-okay... I'll try my best. B-but no peeking!"
Murasaki giggles. "Okay~"
Time passes as Murasaki sits intently, her curiosity driving her mad. Murakumo's fingers work swiftly, with expert precision. She blazes a trail across the blank piece of paper, seeming to not miss a single beat. She doesn't even reach a hand up to wipe her sweat. Her pencil works fast and smooth, her strokes so intense they nearly leave scorch marks.
And the entire time... that embarrassed blush doesn't subside.
After about 20 minutes, the pencil finally goes down. Murakumo holds the notebook in her trembling hands, her face seeming to grow redder with each passing second.
"O-okay... it's done."
Murasaki perks up. "Thank you! M-may I... see it?"
The green eyed girl says nothing; she just shamefully hands over the notebook. Murasaki looks at it... and her eyes widen.
"Ahhh..."
Princess Yue and Shizuke are sitting in what appears to be a dimly lit bedroom. Their clothes are completely off... and their lips are firmly pressed together. But it doesn't stop there: the kiss is so deep and tight that their naked breasts are smooshed firmly together, their nipples grinding. And their legs... they're sitting in a position that Yue's leg is draped over Shizuke's lap. And to complete the risque image... their pussies are smooshed against each other, the stimulation so intense that their walls appear to be drizzling.
"Oh wow... that's so lovely, Murakumo-chan." Murasaki swoons.
"I can't believe I drew that!" Murakumo squeaks, her green eyes complimented nicely by the redness of her face.
"But it's so lovely. I think it's wonderful~"
Murakumo finally looks at her, a tiny little smile on her lips. "Y-you mean it?"
Murasaki leans in closer. "Yes... it's so... beautiful..."
Murakumo can sense her girlfriend coming in for a smooch... but she fails to meet her halfway. She's just so flustered, she can barely think straight.
"Murakumo-chan... kiss me~"
The green-eyes girl takes a few deep, hard pants. She closes her eyes and finally leans forward, meeting her girlfriend in a rendezvous of lips. Murasaki presses her wait against Murakumo and deepens the kiss, as they fall over on the mattress. This wasn't a cute, playful little kiss like they had been sharing... Murasaki had her tongue in the green-eyed girl's mouth, and was exploring her oral cave. The fires of arousal had claimed her.
"Ah!" Murakumo cries out when she feels the purplenette's hand on her left breast. "M-Murasahhhh...ahhhh~"
Murasaki applied her hands to those breasts and began a series of erratic motions and squeezes, moving them around in her top as her tongue claimed Murakumo's mouth. She squeezed and handled them so hard that her breasts were being pushed upwards, nearly coming out the top of her shirt.
"Mmm...mmm-aahh! M-Murasaki-chan... m-my oppai are coming out..." Murakumo whined.
But to Murasaki, that was good news. In fact, she was going to help it along a little. Clutching the top of her shirt, the purple haired girl grins and yanks it and her bra downwards, causing Murakumo's boobs to SPRING out of her shirt and jiggle freely. Upon feeling the cool draft on her chest Murakumo blushed deep red.
"M-M-Murasaki... my oppai... "
"Are lovely~" Murasaki finished. She gently kissed Murakumo's neck to calm her down, while she helped her out of her shirt and bra completely. She tossed the clothes aside and laid Murakumo's head down against the pillow, hovering over her.
"I want you... I want you, Murakumo-chan. I need you..." Murasaki moans as she starts to remove her own shirt. Murakumo's green eyes widen as those gigantic melons spring out and jiggle out in the open. She had always thought Murasaki's chest was unnaturally big... but she had never seen them in their bareness before! They were HUGE!
Throwing her shirt aside, Murasaki grabs the green-eyed girl's skirt and yanks it down next. Now in just their undies, Murasaki crawls on top of Murakumo, their respectively large chests meeting halfway and smooshing tight together before their faces could even reach. With a little more effort... the purplenette is able to reach her girlfriend's lips and once against explore the wonders of her mouth.
Her body relaxes on top of her, and Murakumo's legs wrap around her waist, keeping her there. Their makeout session lasts for several precious, sensual minutes, with neither one in a hurry. Murasaki couldn't describe the immense pleasure she was feeling... this was far better than any ecchi or hentai she'd ever seen. And Murakumo... this was an indescribable feeling, better than any art she had ever produced.
Murasaki creates a little distance on the bed until she's face level with those fleshy, jiggling orbs. Her eyes gleam as she admires them in all their amply curved beauty. Murakumo sees her checking them out, and her face turns bright red.
"M-Murasaki...chan..."
"Just trust me."
With those brief assuring words, Murasaki leans in and takes a plump pink nipple in her mouth. The green eyed girl's mouth drops open, her eyes squint hard with ecstasy. Murasaki's lips latch tight, creating a pleasurable suction as she begins suckling that precious pink nub. A glistening droplet of saliva trails down the moaning girl's breast, going unattended at the purple-haired girl devotes herself to her work.
"Murasaki-chan! Ahhh! Ahhh...haaaa!"
Murasaki moans gleefully while she sucks, the joy of being able to pleasure her girlfriend like this overwhelming. She's inspired to go as hard as possible... so maybe she can be treated the same in return.
Murakumo is lost in the waves of pleasure, her eyes shut tight, all her senses shut off except for the one that controls feeling immeasurable stimulation. The green-eyed girl is so ecstatic that it was impossible to detect the hand going towards her stomach, sliding down past the rim of her panties... and against those fleshy walls.
"Murasaki-chan... that's my... you're touching my..."
"It's okay~" Murasaki gently soothes. "I promise it'll feel great..."
A few glistening tears of shyness soon are replaced by a confident, albeit slightly bashful smile. "O-okay... I trust you..."
With those words of consent, Murasaki's fingers are given the freedom to begin lightly stroking those soft, tight layers of skin. The outline of her fingers can be seen through the silky white panties, moving up and down at a leisurely pace against the green-eyed girl's most intimate area.
"Haaaa...h-nnngh..." she mewls softly. Her body begins to wriggle out of control in light of these newfound sensations.
"Does it feel good, Murakumo-chan?" Murasaki inquires as her fingers dance across those folds.
"N..gh... yes! I-It's really good..." Murakumo squeaks.
"Sh-should I go faster...?"
"Hnghaaaah... i-if you really want to...!"
"Okay... maybe a little~"
The purplenette smiles sweetly as she leans down and goes back to her oral work, licking that prominent pink nub in all directions. At the same time, her fingers begin to quicken their pace inside Murakumo's panties, eliciting a much more vocal reaction from the green-eyed girl.
"Ahh! Hoooh! Haaaah! Murasaki-chaaan!"
The double pleasure sets the train comfortably in motion, with Murasaki continuing that pace for a couple precious minutes as Murakumo wriggles and moans. The green-eyed girl is having the most wonderful first time one could possibly have... and it's only that more magical knowing it's courtesy of the girl she had fallen for so deeply in the passing months.
"Ahhh Murasaki-chan!" she whimpers. "Ahhh it's... so... good... please don't stop...!"
The hint of desperation in her voice tells Murasaki that something is about to happen. Knowing her girlfriend is close, she presses her lips hard against the nipple and tugs on it, just hard enough to stretch her titty flesh a little without hurting her. Simultaneously, her fingers go harder than they had at that point. The folds of her womanhood are swirled around against those fingers, while they slowly work upwards towards her clit until the forefinger can reach it and stroke wildly.
"Mura...sak..i... ahhh... MURASAKI-CHAAAAAN!"
Murasaki looks down when it finally happens: she can see the fabric of her panties moving in sync with the contractions. Inwards the silk retracts; outward it stretches immediately after. A dark stain starts off as only a thumbprint size, and grows bigger... bigger with each passing second. The stain begins to envelop the entirety of her panties until the white no longer offers any concealment; the now-transparent fabric sticks against her contracting pussy, leaving nothing to the imagination as the nectar of her womanhood drizzles through. The panties mold to her skin, becoming one synchronized unit with her throbbing, pulsing pussy, moving the same as it does.
Murasaki removes her hand and takes a good, long look at it. Her eyes widen with fascination as they glisten from the light, stained from fingertip to palm with the bodily essence of Murakumo's womanhood. The smell is tantalizing to her... in fact... she's so curious that she extends her tongue to lick the byproduct. At that moment, she finally discovers the wonders of the female organ... and she wonders if she tastes the same.
Murakumo lays against the pillow, chest heaving as she recovers. Her orbs sway back and forth with her hard breaths, her mouth hanging open and eyes hazy.
"...Murakumo-chan? Are you okay?" The purple haired girl asks, having finally cleaned off her fingers.
"Yes... that was... awesome... mind-blowing..." Murakumo softly utters, a grin of pure mind-numbing euphoria on her face.
"D-do you think you can... m-maybe try and do that to me?" Murasaki asks, hiding her blushing cheeks behind a waterfall of purple locks.
"O-oh! Uhh... w-well I... I've never..." Murakumo stammers.
"I know. B-but... can you try?"
"I... w-well... of course. Lay down..."
Murakumo gets up from the pillow and allows the purple-haired girl to lay down. She gets on her knees and hovers over her, mesmerized by the immense size of those mountains staring her in the face. How in the world can she pleasure those?!
"I'll... do my best. Okay?"
With a consenting nod, Murakumo leaned in, face level with those mountainous oppai... and she targeted the most sensitive area: the same tender, round pink nipple that had been a generator of stimulation on her own body.
Her lips locked tight against Murasaki's nipple, encircling the areola in an airtight barrier... and she gently tugged against it, lifting the nipple as well as making the titty flesh rise like dough. And then, like letting go of a rubber band, Murakumo opened her lips and let the nipple snap back into place, complete with a lengthy series of jiggles that reverberated through the entirety of her milky white melon.
"Ahhhhh..." Murasaki moaned out softly. Her body began to wriggle against the sheets as her breast recovered from the foreign object on it.
Murakumo leaned back down... and that mouth once again engorged itself with that circular pink platform of sensitivity. This time her lips stayed there as she committed to sucking, pleasurable wet slurping sounds resonating as Murasaki's nipple was tended to by that wet oral cave. A generous hand slid to the other breast and grasped it, the massive flesh bulging through her fingers as she squeezed with utmost care.
"Ahhhh... ahhhhh... my oppai... they feel so good..." Murasaki moaned.
The green-eyed girl's lips quivered with intensity while they sucked on that tender pink button. Her face strained from her efforts, her cheeks showing the slightest hint of retracting inwards from the force of her suction. The sound of slurping saliva grew louder as it risked drizzling down that mountain of flesh. At last, she removed her mouth with a wet POP... and a thick, stringy bridge of saliva connected her lips and the erect nub they had been enclosed around. She leaned down one last time, giving a lick on that nub for good measure.
"W-was that good, Murasaki-chan?" the timid, formerly-masked girl asks.
"Yes... thank you..." Murasaki sweetly thanks.
"I... suppose I should go lower..."
"Yes. D-do you mind if I take off my..."
"O-oh!"
"Just so I can spread my legs a little. Tee hee~"
"S-sure..."
It takes a few extra shy, clumsy hand motions... but Murasaki manages to lift her butt up just enough to slide her purple cotton panties down past her thighs, below the knees, until they rested around her ankles. Now, her legs had proper breathing room so she could widen her knees and reveal the glistening pink treasure resting in the center.
Murakumo's face lit up like a wildfire. Her vision grew blurry. She could feel her nostrils warming up, the potential for a nosebleed quite probable. This was her first time actually seeing one besides her own... in real life, that is.
"Are you okay? Murakumo-chan?"
After having to ask that three or four times, the green-eyed girl finally snapped out of it. "Y-yes! It's just... I've never..."
"Never seen one before?"
"W-well, not in real life..."
"Neither have I..."
"Oh..."
"Murakumo-chan...""Huh...?"
"Touch it..."
Murakumo's fingers trembled with indecisiveness. "Okay... here goes..."
She reached down, above the knees, past the thighs... until she pressed against the warm, sticky center of Murasaki's womanly treasure. She could immediately feel the wetness on her fingers, the gentle pressure she applied producing droplets of precum that oozed outward.
"...Like that?"
"Mmm yess... go up and down..." Murasaki moaned.
Murakumo began gingerly, delicately rubbing her folds top to bottom, her middle finger caressing the slit between those folds while the rest of her fingers tended to the outside. She went upwards with a long stroke, all the way to her clit which she brushed against on her way back down.
"Haaaaaah~" Murasaki mewled. "Yesssssss..."
Murakumo continued with these slow, non-committed touches before asking a new, curious question...
"Wh-what happens if I put my fingers in it?"
Murasaki's face brightened up. A teeny little smile formed; she already knew the answer to that. The thought of her girlfriend putting her fingers inside her drove her mad...
"D-do it... please~"
With a nod, Murakumo prepared for the next step; applying pressure between those folds, her fingers began to, one by one, slide into that tight entrance before getting swallowed up by her walls. Her fingers were deep, snug inside that warm cavern.
"Ahhh... p-pump inside me...!"
Murakumo wasted no time. She started to move back and forth, pressing as far as her knuckles, and pulling back to the small indention halfway to her fingernails. She repeated this motion over and over; minutes passed as what started off as inexperienced feeling-out turned into a steady rhythm of sexual pleasure.
Murakumo wasted no time. She started to move back and forth, pressing as far as her knuckles, and pulling back to the small indention halfway to her fingernails. She repeated this motion over and over; minutes passed as what started off as inexperienced feeling-out turned into a steady rhythm of sexual pleasure.
"Yes... yes... yes! Yes! YES! MURAKUMO-CHAAAAAAAN!"
The purplenette applied her hands to her own breasts and began fondling them as she thrust her pelvis upwards, trying to match the momentum of Murakumo's fingers. The numerous factors of pleasure eventually took their toll... and there were no panties to stifle her glorious release.
The green-eyed girl nearly squealed when she felt the warm liquid squirt out, pushing her fingers out of the door so the squirt could properly exit. She could only sit back and gaze with wonder as her girlfriend's pussy convulsed before her eyes, sending a tiny geyser shooting upwards before it touched down on the bed and left a stain that immediately soaked into the sheets.
As Murasaki laid there and recovered, she thought of everything that had just happened. This was such a huge step for her in her evolution. There was a time when she struggled to talk to others. The thought of having a girlfriend was foreign to her: almost a pipe dream. But now... she has a girlfriend that loves her, visits her every day... and now she experienced the pleasures of sex with her. This experience was precious to now that she had taken this next step... there was only one thing left to do.
"Murakumo-chan... I wish to go again..."
The green-eyed girl blushed. "A-are you sure? W-well... I guess it's still early in the afternoon~"
With a smile and a demeanor more confident than before, Murakumo stripped out of her soaking wet panties and tossed them aside. She crawled over to her girlfriend and finished yanking the underwear off her ankles, tossing them aside as well. With newfound determination, these two blossoming lovers joined lips and spend the afternoon in a glorious naked bond of passion and pleasure. Multiple orgasms were exchanged, each one more ecstatic than the last.
Murasaki can only smile throughout the entire experience. For her, this wasn't just about gratification... this was about catching up to the world that had left her behind. All the adventures, all the experiences, all the pleasures... she vows to claim them all.