"Do you think it really works?"
Momiji seemingly asked the question out of nowhere as she and Mahiro were hanging out in her room after she and her sister had come for a Halloween party.
"Wha…?" Was all Mahiro could respond with since her brain was too busy bluescreening from what Momiji asked.
Since becoming a girl she often found herself in situations most guys would only dream of. The genderbent boy wasn't sure if she should be grateful for that or not, more often than not it ended up being a social nightmare and this wasn't any different.
Making matters worse was that Kaede and Mihari told the two they had gone out to go get some more groceries for their Halloween dinner. That meant Mahiro couldn't rely on anime cliches to come save her.
After staring into Momiji's light red eye's for a good bit, Mahiro's brain finally managed to come back online. "U-Uhh…umm..." She fumbled and rubbed the back of her head while a red flush started to form on her cheeks. "...I-I mean…umm…m-m-maybe…?"
"I mean…I've heard several people say it, so…it's gotta be true, right?" Momiji questioned as she brought her hands up to her chest and pressed them down to her breasts through her clothes.
Mahiro opened her mouth to try to speak but nothing came out, the only thing that did happen was her cheeks getting hotter from the embarrassment she was feeling.
"W-Well…th-they…umm…are…uhh…probably…late bloomers?" Mahiro flimsily said before her mind started drifting off to another separate thought that she muttered under her breath. "Then again…the boobs of late bloomers come in really quick so maybe there IS a secret…?"
"Do you want to test it?"
Just like that, the brain bluescreen came back. "...Huh?"
Momiji's face flushed. "S-Sorry, I just…m-maybe we could test it? On each other?"
"O-On…e-each…other?" Mahiro repeated, wanting to make sure she heard that right. At first the embarrassment came largely from seeing the other in a state of undress before Mahiro eventually realized another issue at hand…she used to be a guy…yet the first issue seemed like a far bigger deal to her. 'WHY am I more worried about being seen naked by her!?! I can't keep forgetting my masculinity like this!!'
The worry of Mahiro's gradually vanishing masculinity took a backseat to the current problem she was facing, that was Momiji looking at her intensely, nervously awaiting the answer that would come from her friend.
Mahiro was backed into a corner here, declining was an option for sure…but that felt like it would make things weird between the two of them, like a cloud of awkwardness would forever be over their heads because of this. Eventually Mahiro's was becoming a whirlwind of different thoughts, considering all the potentially what if scenarios among other things.
She only snapped out of it when Momiji shook her shoulder a little bit to bring her back to earth where Mahiro ended up blurting out a quick loud. "W-We could try it!"
Her friend's eyes widened, and her cheeks flushed further, despite being the one who suggested the idea in the first place. "Th-Then…who do you think should go first?"
"Ummm…w-well…you touched mine first so…only fair I get to touch yours?" Mahiro lightly joked, even letting out a small laugh for good measure to try to ease the awkward mood. In reality though she was dying on the inside from the situation she found herself in.
Momiji pouted as if disappointed, but put her arms to her sides and stuck out her chest, at first closing her eyes out of embarrassment and turning her head to the side, before she eventually opened a single eye to look at her.
Mahiro's hands approaching Momiji's chest as if the former shut in were about to defuse a bomb. The more her hands got closer the more nervous Mahiro became, which led to her swallowing the massive lump that had built up in her throat. After a few agonizing minutes of waiting, Mahiro's hands finally made contact with Momiji's flat chest which made the former shut in closer, her eyes tight in response. As if waiting for some violent outburst.
Momiji began trembling as she stared at her friend through her one eye, waiting.
When it was clear that Mahiro was frozen, Momiji swallowed. "I-I think you need to…rub them."
Mahiro opened her eyes when that was all Momiji did and saw nothing else came afterwards. No violent outburst? No screaming 'pervert' at the top of her lungs and smacking her silly? No having to beg for forgiveness and ask her not to tell Kaede and Mihari?
Eventually Mahiro was snapped out of his funk and went about clumsily rubbing Momiji's chest through her shirt. "Y-Yeah! Yeah…I-I knew that..." She shyly spoke and continued to try to keep rubbing her best friend's small chest, Mahiro's orange eyes glancing up at Momiji's face to gauge the girl's reaction.
"Mmmm!" Momiji found herself making a strange noise as her face only grew hotter. "Th-That feels…strange." What Momiji neglected to mention was that although her statement was true, something about it…didn't feel terrible. "D-Do you think it's working, though?"
"Ehhhh..." Mahiro squinted at Momiji's chest extremely carefully even though she herself wasn't sure of what to look for, the whole time she tried to ignore the noises Momiji was making that made her embarrassment skyrocket more than rubbing her chest did.
"It…ummm..." The former shut in started to squeeze her chest more carefully compared to before, trying to find any kind of difference though it was hard to search for any given what she was doing. "Uhh…I…I.. don't know."
Momiji reached up and gently grabbed onto Mahiro's hands to stop her. "St-Stop…"
Momiji opened her eyes and saw that Mahiro suddenly looked alarmed, as if she was doing something wrong, so she quickly caught her breath before opening her eyes fully and meeting Mahiro's.
"M-Maybe…you should touch them…directly…?" Even just suggesting it made Momiji blush deeply. She didn't even know if she had ulterior motives with this or not, being too inexperienced with this sort of thing to know. All she knew was that some quiet part of her wanted Mahiro to touch her like that, and to do it directly to her skin.
Mahiro's face ended up darkening a few more shades from that suggestion alone, it made her just blink in total disbelief at Momiji. As if waiting for her to say 'got you!' and laugh off this whole ordeal…but that never came, which only meant one thing.
"Y-You…want me to..." Mahiro trailed off to which Momiji nodded shyly. "...on your..." She asked again where Momiji gave the same response. "...t-totally bare…?" Again, same response as before. "Huh..." Was all Mahiro could mutter out while her brain processed the request, her eyes blinking in complete and utter disbelief.
Momiji swallowed hard but nodded as she leaned back, grabbed the bottom of her shirt, and started lifting it up and off her body, quickly exposing the small training bra underneath, one of the few outward signs she was actually a girl.
"J-Just…don't stare, okay?" Momiji asked shyly, barely able to get the words out as she then grabbed the bra and, after taking a breath to try (and fail) to steady herself, she removed the bra as well, finally leaving her completely topless. She was pretty sure she'd never blushed harder in her life, but she fought the urge to cover herself up as she once again put her arms at her side, displaying herself for her friend. She puffed out her cheeks as well as she fought to contain her trembling.
"G-Go ahead!"
Despite what Momiji asked her, it was quickly tossed out of Mahiro's brain once she laid eyes on her best friend's flat chest. It was oddly entrancing in its own right even though Kaede's massive knockers dwarfed her sister's considerably.
Hearing Momiji clear her throat, snapping Mahiro out of the trance she found herself in where she was greeted with the sight of her best friend's bright red face that had an annoyed expression.
"Uhh…heh heh…sorry..." Mahiro meekly apologized while rubbing the back of her head. Taking in a large gulp, she brought her hands up once more to slowly place them on Momiji's chest. When they were inches away, Mahiro found herself hesitating a lot, acting as if placing her hands on Momiji's chest would be like touching red hot metal.
A few more awkward agonizing seconds passed before Mahiro decided to just rip the band-aid off. Closing her eyes tight, she placed her hands atop Momiji's where she quickly felt the tomboy's soft bare skin in her hands which made Mahiro shudder from how…electrifying it felt. It wasn't like anything the former shut in had expected.
Meanwhile, for Momiji, it was like Mahiro's fingers were on fire, and she let out a loud gasp as she reflexively leaned back, her hands sliding up for a moment as she could no longer control her shaking. A pleasant tingle ran up and down her spine as she took several shaky breaths.
On Mahiro's end, her mind was going wild from what she was doing and she felt like she was about to pass out from how hot her face was getting. Luckily, the former shut in didn't need to worry about that though she was silently hoping it would happen given how embarrassing everything was.
For a few more awkward seconds the two did nothing aside from process what they were doing before Mahiro finally broke the silence. "A-A-Are…y-y-you…f-feeling any…d-different?"
Momiji tried to catch her breath as she thought of some way to articulate how exactly she was feeling at that given moment. Unfortunately, no words really came to mind that would give it justice.
"I-I think…I'm feeling something…"
"Really?" Mahiro innocently asked, being completely ignorant to what Momiji was actually feeling. The otaku started to rub her chest with a bit more fervor compared to before but didn't feel anything different, which made start scrutinizing her chest more closely. The entire time Mahiro kept rubbing all over her best friend's chest, trying to see if Momiji's boobs had actually gotten any bigger. 'Hmmm…she doesn't FEEL any bigger. Am I doing this wrong?'
"A-Ah! S-Slow down a little, I—ahhhh~!" Before she could stop it, a loud moan came out of Momiji's mouth as her nipples noticeably hardened underneath Mahiro's palms.
The presence of the two stiff nubs making themselves known was enough for Mahiro to be stopped dead in her tracks. Was it finally working? 'No…no that's not it…hmmm…her nipples hardening means SOMETHING but what was it again?' Mahiro thought, all the hours she put into erotic games had started to vanish since it had been ages since she touched on in the time that she became a girl.
Panting wildly, Momiji swallowed, her throat dry. "M-Mahiro, don't stop, it feels…good…" Momiji felt the tingling settling down between her legs, and in response, she started to rub her thighs together without even noticing it.
Seeing her best friend rub her thighs together made all the erotic knowledge hit Mahiro like a ton of bricks…she remembered what this meant...
Momiji was aroused.
The realization made Mahiro immediately want to bail on this operation but it felt wrong to leave the tomboy hanging in such a state, especially as she had agreed to this in the first place. Swallowing the large lump of salvia she had in her mouth, Mahiro went ahead and decided to give her friend what she wanted.
"O-Okay…how's this?" Mahiro swapped from just rubbing Momiji's chest to taking one of the hardened nipples between her fingers and gently rolling the stiff nub between her digits which made it become much more harder than before.
Momiji's tingly feeling only seemed to increase tenfold as she reared her head back, and let out an even louder moan than before.
"Wh-What…what…is…happening?" Momiji questioned, though she was barely able to even speak.
"U-Ummm..." Mahiro droned out like a moron, her own mind a mix of many emotions. Namely the very same one Momiji was experiencing. "...Y-You're…uhhhh..." She really didn't wanna say this but she had to, there was no way Momiji was gonna let this go with how weird she felt. "...t-turned on."
When Momiji paused what she was doing to speak, it allowed Momiji to clear her mind a little so she could comprehend what the other girl was saying. "T-Turned on…?"
"Y-Yeah…turned on. You know when you start feeling it getting-" Mahiro stopped herself dead in her tracks. Nearly spilling the beans on the little, or rather big, secret she kept on a very tight lid.
Momiji shook her head in confusion, her face still bright red. "I-I don't…really know what that is…"
Mahiro breathed a small sigh of relief that Momiji didn't press further beyond that, it wasn't as if she didn't have an exit plan but the further away she was from her secret potentially getting spilled the better.
"I-It's…umm…when you start feeling…hot…uhh…d-d-down…there." Mahiro's eyes glanced down to Momiji's groin. It was truly the best way she could put it since she herself didn't know it all that well either, the only time she ever felt it being when she tried that BL visual novel she bought. Since then she didn't dare venture forth into the realm of eroge ever again to preserve small snippets of her masculinity she still had.
Momiji blinked a few times and cocked her head in confusion. "What…what happens when that…happens?"
"You..." Mahiro trailed off while her mind ran through all the eroge she consumed through her life, every time a girl felt pleasure she always remembered the did one specific thing. The specific thing made her blush skyrocket once more when she finally uttered it. "R-R-Rub…it..." She managed to squeak out, the last part coming out very high pitched and meek.
At that, Momiji's blush deepened. "You…t-touch down there?! But…but why?!"
"It actually feels super good, don't worry!" Mahiro instinctively blurted out, which made the beige haired girl immediately throw her hands over her mouth from sheer embarrassment.
Momiji blinked again. "Are…are you sure?" Momiji glanced down at herself, and at her groin, then back up at Mahiro. "So…should I…do it right now?"
"N-Not like it's gonna go away…sooooooo…why not?" Mahiro shrugged, it wasn't as if she had to worry about Momiji's brain short circuiting. After all, Momiji was a girl from the very beginning, so the tomboy should be able to keep her mind intact.
"I-I see…"
Momiji paused for a moment to think before she puffed out her cheeks in embarrassment. She swallowed hard as she seemed to consider what she was about to say. After giving it some thought, she finally took a deep breath.
"If…if someone else…t-touches is…is it…does it feel g-good?"
That one question instantly clued Mahiro in as to where this was gonna go, making her orange eyes go totally wide. "...Y-You…y-you want…me…t-to…to..."
"I-If you don't want to, that's fine, I just…I was wondering, you know…?" Momiji asked, unable to look the other girl in the eyes anymore.
"N-No! No no! I-It's fine! Totally good!" Mahiro quickly cleared up, her arms frantically waving about before she started to rub the back of her head while nervously laughed. "J-Just…uhh…d-didn't expect something like that."
At that, Momiji's eyes sparkled. "You…you'll really do it? I…the way you talk about it makes it seem…embarrassing, but if it's with you…" Momiji smiled warmly. "Then…it feels right."
"Y-Yeah totally!" Mahiro readily agreed, trying to make Momiji feel less awkward about everything, the latter half of the tomboy's sentence having flown over the otaku's head. "Stuff between friends shouldn't be embarrassing!"
Momiji nodded. "So…um…I should…should I take my c-clothes off, then?"
"Ooooooooh…u-umm…yeah, I guess so…I mean…they'll probably get in the way so..." Mahiro awkwardly pointed out while pressing her fingers together and avoiding eye contact completely.
Momiji nodded and stood up, slowly rising to her full height before gently placing her hands into her pants and panties. After a moment to catch her breath, she dropped them both in one fell swoop, dropping them to her ankles and kicking them off her feet, fighting the urge to cover herself as she now stood before Momiji completely nude. She turned her face away out of embarrassment, but took another breath.
"Wh-What should I do now?"
Mahiro's brain completely tuned out Momiji's question, it being too busy focusing on Momiji's nude body. The beige haired girl never saw her friend in any nude state at all. Even if the situation arose to ever bathe with her she'd instantly decline it out of respect for Momiji.
But now that sentiment was nowhere to be found in her mind as Mahiro's orange eyes gazed all over her friend's totally nude body. Her skin was incredibly smooth, not to mention silky to the touch as the otaku learned earlier. No doubt one of the benefits of having someone like Kaede as an older sister.
Seeing Momiji totally in the buff was starting to get Mahiro feeling the same heat between her legs that the tomboy felt, and it was only rapidly rising. The fact it was a real girl she was seeing naked wasn't what aroused her so much…it was the fact she was seeing her friend naked is what got to her so much.
"M-Mahiro…y-you're staring…really intently…" Momiji said as she began to tremble. It wasn't that she didn't like it, it actually made her feel really good. It was just that even though it did make her feel good, it also felt incredibly embarrassing.
"I WAS LOOKING RESPECTFULLY!" Mahiro quickly blurted out once she was finally called out.
"W-Well…it's still embarrassing…" she said before shaking her head. "What do I do now?"
"W-Well..." Mahiro shuffled closer, eyeing Momiji's smooth pussy that was showing clear signs of arousal. The tomboy's lower lips glistened with her fluids, which was getting the otaku's own nethers slick with arousal as well. "Umm…you well just kinda…rub it..."
Momiji frowned. "Rub…it?" She shifted on her feet in embarrassment. "I-I guess…go ahead…"
Mahiro swallowed the large lump of salvia that built up in her mouth. This was actually happening, she couldn't believe it, she was about to touch her friend's most intimate area! Gradually, Mahiro's fingers inched ever so closer to Momiji's wet pussy that she could practically feel the heat coming from it, the otaku dragging things on longer than they needed to be. A fact she couldn't really help.
Right when Momiji was about to complain about Mahiro's speed, the otaku ended up finally touching the tomboy's slick pussy. For Mahiro, it felt so incredibly exhilarating for her, Momiji's pussy was incredibly warm and wet to the touch as to be expected. But it all felt so…welcoming, it didn't feel dirty at all for Mahrio but instead felt like was growing closer with Momiji, if that made any sense.
"M-Mahiro…I…that feels…mmmm!" She couldn't quite describe it. All she could do was moan as her body started trembling. She pushed his hips forward slightly to give better access as she bit her lip, as if it would help keep the noises in.
Mahiro on the other hand responded by finally rubbing Momiji's pussy properly, the otaku starting things off slowly to better ease Momiji into things. Luckily it seemed to look like it was working, judging from Mahiro's orange eyes glancing up to see the totally aroused expression of her best friend. A sight that only helped the otaku become even more aroused, it slowly starting to become too much for her to handle, causing her to begin rubbing her thighs together to try to scratch the itch.
Momiji's breathing became ragged as her entire body tingled with desire. Her legs were shaking, and she felt like she could collapse at any moment as some strange pressure began to build inside her. "Wh-What…is this feeling…?"
All it took for Mahiro to piece things together was feeling Momiji's pussy lips begin to quiver around her digits, which were drenched with the tomboy's fluids. Despite what was about to come, Mahiro still didn't let up with pleasing her best friend, instead redoubling her efforts. Making a bunch of lewd squelching be introduced alongside Momiji's heavy lustful breathing.
"Y-You're…you're about to..." Mahiro tried to answer, but wasn't given the chance to before it finally happened.
Momiji let out a surprisingly quiet yelp as she came onto Mahiro's digits, her legs shaking wildly as she felt wave after wave of pleasure strike her with every passing second until it all flushed out of her system. Mahiro barely had time to remove her fingers before she fell to her knees, panting.
"...orgasm..." Mahiro awkwardly finished, holding up Momiji while she got her bearings together from her first orgasm ever.
"That was…that felt…so good!" Momiji exclaimed as she smiled stupidly.
Mahiro's eyes went wide, a reaction like that was something she least expected from her. "U-Ummmmmm…g-glad to…hear it?" The otaku answered, not really knowing how to respond to something like that.
Immediately, however, Momiji leaned towards her, her eyes sparkling. "W-Would you like me to do it to you?"
Just like that, Mahiro's brain went back to blue screening. When it finally came back online, Mahiro started waving her hands frantically. "N-No! No no no no! I mean yes! I mean!..." The otaku took a deep breath. "M-M-Mihari told me if I did that my head would explode…and I kinda like my head…soooooooooo."
Momiji frowned. "She did? Why?"
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Mahiro droned out, obviously not able to tell Momiji the real reason. "I-I…felt hot there once and tried to mess with it and Mihari caught me and that's what she told me…so…I just…never tried it again." The otaku shyly explained while fidgeting about with her fingers.
"That…doesn't really make sense, but alright…" Momiji said carefully.
Mahiro began to feel like a total idiot now, not for thinking her head would explode but because she felt like Momiji had been put in an awkward spot. Something that was definitely bad, Mahiro didn't want that one bit! "I-I-I still wanna give it a go!" The otaku chirped up then looked away all shy. "I mean…if…you still wanna…that is."
"I-If you want me to, yes! I can't promise it'll be any good, but…" There was determination in the girl's eyes, a desire to return the pleasure she'd been allowed to feel in full.
"D-Don't sweat it, Momiji!" Mahiro waved off then looked at the ground, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt. "B-Besides if it's you who's doing it…it's gonna feel good no matter what!" The otaku continued on, not caring one bit at how cheesy it sounded.
"If you say so…then…" She took a breath. "P-Please get naked!"
Hearing such a sentence come from Momiji of all people made Mahiro blush hard. But the otaku had to follow through with the tomboy's request; she couldn't get pleased wearing clothes after all. Mahiro jumped up to her feet, not wasting any time with stripping.
The otaku's hands quickly found their way to the shorts Momiji lent her and pulled them down with her panties, leaving her bottomless in an instant. Not to mention letting Momiji see just how wet her pussy had gotten and the mess it made on the blue panties she wore. Immediately afterwards, she slid the sweater off her shoulders then lifted up the white shirt after it fell to the ground. That left her blue training bra that she lifted up and over her head, leaving Mahiro now totally in the nude with her friend.
In an instant, the embarrassment of Mahiro's nakedness set in for her. A feeling that was further amplified, now that her totally hard nipples atop her noticeably budding breasts were out on full display for Momiji to see. In addition to her leaking honeypot too of course.
Momiji's breath was taken away as she looked her friend up and down. She knew it was probably considered rude, but she just couldn't help herself. Just like how she couldn't help but immediately say "You look so pretty!"
That compliment alone darkened that already red enough blush that was across Mahiro's cheeks. "R-R-Really!? Y-You think I'm…pretty?" The otaku asked, feeling all sorts of fuzzy from such a simple compliment.
"O-Of course! You are very pretty!" she doubled down, her own cheeks red as she well as her eyes kept moving down to her chest or between her legs.
Mahiro couldn't stop the silly smile that came to her face, hearing her friend of all people call her something like 'pretty' and then double down was something Mahiro didn't expect to feel this good about.
"Th-Thanks, Momij! S-Soooooo…umm…guess we better get things started, huh?" Mahiro said, then spread her pussy lips open a bit, letting Momiji see her pretty pink insides.
Momiji's blush deepened as she nodded, swallowing hard. "I-I suppose so," she said as her hand slowly started moving down.
"W-Wait a sec!" Mahiro called out and blocked her pussy for a moment, making Momiji look up at her in confusion. "C-Can you try…ummm…using your tongue?"
Momiji paused, suddenly looking a mixture between horrified and confused. "M-My tongue?!"
"Y-Yeah! Your tongue!" Mahiro repeated before realizing she should actually try to sell the idea to Momiji first. "J-Just g-give it a try once, i-if you don't like it y-you can use your fingers." The otaku offered.
"I…I guess, um…okay?" Momiji said hesitantly as she knelt and now found herself at eye level with the girl's groin. "S-So…like this?" She gently grabbed Mahiro's waist and brought her face close, throwing out her tongue to press it against her wet folds.
It was hard for Mahiro to put into words how amazing it felt to actually have her pussy licked, the only way she could describe it was as if shocks of complete and total pleasure just zapped her lower lips. The aftereffect was even more amazing, as Mahiro's pussy was left with a very pleasant tingling sensation. She couldn't believe she hadn't given in sooner and tried this before! This felt amazing!
After only a few licks, Momiji pulled away to look shyly up at Mahiro. "How is that?"
"Th-That…that feels..." Mahiro quietly started before looking at Momiji with a beaming expression, her eyes practically sparkling at her. "Amazing~!"
"So I should keep going?"
"Yes, please!" Mahiro happily egged on, feeling incredibly giddy about continuing.
Momiji nodded and leaned in once more, closing her eyes as she pressed her tongue against her friend's waiting folds, gently sliding her head up and down as her rough organ lapped at her dampness.
Mahiro on the other hand was loving every second of it, more shocks of pleasure coursing their way through the otaku's needy pussy. Mahiro relished in the feeling of Momiji's tongue that continued to do wonders on her honeypot that kept on leaking more of her fluids. Steadily all the arousal Mahiro had locked away was slowly starting to hit her.
Eventually, Momiji's tongue began to make its way inside her pussy, lapping at her insides in a similar way to her outsides, yet feeling more intimate in a way neither girl would've been able to properly describe.
Momiji suddenly upping her game made Mahiro go weak in the knees for a moment, causing her to grab onto the tomboy's head for support. The otaku didn't let that stop her from enjoying the incredible sensations she was feeling below, it already felt amazing when Momiji was licking her on the outside but actually feeling her friend's tongue inside her was mind blowing.
At this rate, Mahiro didn't care if her head would explode. If she'd go out experiencing this intense pleasure, it was so gonna be worth it!
Unaware of Mahiro's thoughts, she continued, overcome by lust as she pushed her face in as much as it would allow, her tongue now searching her insides for any sensitivities she could exploit, pressing in tightly and exploring every nook and cranny.
All of it drove Mahiro absolutely wild, the otaku moaning like crazy while her pussy squeezed down as much as it could around her friend's tongue, the hot wriggling muscle only continuing to invade the otaku's pussy passage even more. It didn't surprise Mahiro all that much that she began to feel that pleasurable pressure start to build up in her own pussy, it getting to the otaku so much she actually started to hump Momiji's head.
Momiji could do nothing but keep going and hope she was doing a good job, hope that she was pleasuring her friend to the point she'd get to experience the same incredible feeling as she had felt before.
It didn't take long for Momiji to get her wish, soon enough she felt Mahiro's pussy clench down tighter on her tongue, letting the otaku feel it explore her velvety inner walls even more. Before long, Mahiro's pussy lips began to quiver crazily, she couldn't stop what was about to happen even if she wanted to.
Gripping down tight on Momiji's hair, Mahiro let out a loud ecstasy-filled moan before spraying her friend's face completely with her nectar, riding out the intense wave of pleasure for a good minute. Once Mahiro was finished, her body ended up trembling completely in the aftermath of her first orgasm in her girl body.
With her incredible first orgasm having finally finished, Mahiro let herself fall to the ground and looked up at the ceiling, basking in the afterglow of the most amazing sensation she ever experienced. That one orgasm alone was better then the countless ones she experienced while she was still a dude, she couldn't believe this amazing pleasure was practically right at her doorstep ready to enjoy whenever!
Momiji looked down at the collapsed girl and licked her lips, still able to taste the girl on her tongue, her face red as she shivered. "D-Did I…do a good job?"
Mahiro's only response was just blinking, still basking in the bliss of everything when something hit her. The otaku could still see and hear Momiji just fine, she still felt the soft feeling of the carpeted floor on her back and butt…that was it?
No pearly gates? No angelic singing welcoming her to the afterlife? No god or goddess ready to reincarnate to another world? Just pure unimaginable bliss that she could never experience as a dude?
The gears started turning in Mahiro's head which made her sit up abruptly in realization. "Mihari lied to me!!! How could she keep this amazing secret all to herself?!"
"I mean…your sister does seem like the type who likes to mess with you," Momiji pointed out. "Do you think that's what this was?"
"Mmm…something like that..." Mahiro cryptically answered and waved it off, that could be dealt with later. "I'll get back at her some other time. But Momiji? That was…AWESOME!!" The otaku highly praised. For a total noob Momiji did a great job…or maybe it was because a noob herself, it didn't matter either way.
"R-Really?!" Momiji asked before she beamed. "I-I'm happy to hear! I just…wanted to make sure you felt good too, and now we're even, right?"
"I never planned to keep a score, but sure, we're even." Mahiro said then started to think of some other stuff they can do. Now that Mihari's warning of her head exploding was a big fat lie, the otaku couldn't resist cooking up some stuff she could try.
"Although…we can try some other things~" Mahiro purred before her eyes shot open, realizing she was saying this to Momiji. The shame hit Mahiro like a ton of bricks that she was about to use her friend just to fulfill her own kicks, making her quickly backpedal. "I-I-If you wanna! W-We can just stop and.…you know…do some…other stuff if you wanna."
Momiji's eyes widened in simultaneous shock and excitement. "Th-There's more?!"
Mahiro just ended up blinking in shock, out of all the reactions she could've expected that was definitely the last on the list. "U-Uhhh…y-yeah, th-there's this other thing we can try-"
Momiji stepped towards her, grabbing her hands and clasping them tightly. "Please tell me!"
"Wh-Whoa! Uhhh…okay…follow me then!" Mahiro said then took Momiji's waist and guided her to the tomboy's bed, if she was willing to try more stuff then the otaku saw no harm in humoring her friend…she just hoped she didn't corrupt Momiji for good.
"Alright, you..." Mahiro trailed off and sat on Momiji's bed, patting the space right in front of her. "Sit right here."
Momiji did as she was told, still feeling a slickness on her thighs from her earlier climax as she stared expectantly at Mahiro.
"And now..." Mahiro trailed off yet again, scooting herself closer, shivering in delight as her bare legs touched against Momiji's. "I do this." The otaku continued on, grabbing Momiji's right leg and positioning it over Mahiro's left. Then Mahiro moved her right leg under Momiji's left, effectively locking the two together, their very wet pussies extremely close to touching.
"Okay, Momiji. On the count of three, we push our hips forwards and rub our pussies against each other." Mahiro instructed and inched herself closer, followed by looking at her friend with a soft expression. "You ready?"
"Th-This seems really…strange," Momiji admitted as she swallowed. "B-But I trust you so…yes, I'm ready!"
"Okay!" Mahiro confidently said and looked down at her own and her best friend's leaky honeypots. "One…two…THREE!"
Right as the word was mentioned, the two girls thrusted their hips forward, immediately pressing their pussies against each other.
When they did, Mahiro instantly felt the most amazing spark of pure sexual delight course their way through her pussy. The otaku had seen girls do this in all those eroge visual novels, but never could she have thought it'd feel this good!
The same sort of intensity blasted through Momiji's body as well, stealing her breath away as she gasped, the pleasure flooding through her. She froze for a moment as she was completely stunned, but eventually, a jolt shot through her, and she started moving her hips as well.
It was to the surprise of no one that the two girls started to moan passionately, for Mahiro this was completely unlike anything she ever experienced in her whole life. No amount of jacking off could ever compare to what she was feeling right now, which was pure unrivaled bliss of the highest quality. Every time Momiji rubbed against her pussy the jolts of pleasure got stronger and stronger, it only got heightened to further levels when they felt their clits faintly graze against each other's.
"M-Mahiro!" Momiji moaned the girl's name as her pussy became slick with arousal, her head rearing back to moan. She was thankful their siblings were gone, or they likely would've heard them with how loud Momiji was being. She shifted her hips faster and faster, craving more of this pleasure.
"M-Momiji!" Mahiro moaned her friend's name, redoubling her own efforts just to milk more of this amazing pleasure. Each thrust against her soaked lower lips only served to fill her mind and body up with more of that intoxicating pleasure, to the point that Mahiro didn't care if her moaning might disturb any neighbors. The only thing on her mind was continuing to rub her pussy against Momiji's as much as she possibly could.
Already, the young girl could feel pressure building inside her again, even stronger than before. "M-Mahiro…i-it's happening again…!"
"I-I feel it…too!!" Mahiro cried out, feeling that familiar pressure building again was quicker compared to the last time but the otaku didn't care at all. The only thing she was focusing on was being able to experience orgasming as a girl again.
"Ahhhhh…AHHHHHHH~!"
Momiji let out her loudest moan yet as she climaxed, spraying her juices across Mahiro's pelvis as her entire body trembled violently with the effort, drool sliding down her chin.
"OH YEEEEEEEES~!!!" Mahiro screamed out in total bliss, her own juices spraying out and coating Momiji's pelvis while her entire body shuddered in the after shock of her second orgasm ever. It felt just as, if not more, amazing compared to the last one.
Once the two both seemed to calm down from their body shaking orgasms, Mahiro ended up falling back down onto Momiji's soft bed, chest heaving while she took in deep breaths. The whole time the otaku had a big, dopey, open mouth smile from what she just experienced, and with her best friend no less!
"I…I don't even…know what to say…" Momiji spoke quietly as she laid on the bed, looking like she was contemplating her entire existence.
"Honestly…? Neither do I..." Mahiro blissfully agreed, the otaku practically drooling from the afterglow of everything. Wondering for a second if her head did actually explode and this was just what the next life was for Mahiro. If it was, the otaku had no complaints. "That just felt…so…so…I don't even know..."
"It felt…nice, though…" Momiji said as she looked over at Mahiro. "Thank you for…showing me all that." She blushed deeply.
"Ehehehehe…don't mention it." Mahiro giggled like an idiot while nervously rubbing the back of her head. "Though…we should probably never mention this to Kaede or Mihari..."
"Y-Yeah…and we should probably get dressed before they get back."
"Ooooh…yeah. We should probably get right on that." Mahiro chuckled awkwardly, the two girls quickly getting up and off Momiji's bed to swiftly get dressed before their sisters came back home.