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Aaron <tuxedo@connect.ab.ca>
Haruka and Michiru: Second Honeymoon
Part Two
The drive to the dance was fairly quiet, with Haruka and Michiru talking
amongst
themselves. They had been on their own for a good many years, so they'd
always found
things to talk about. Mamoru and Usagi were King and Queen and living in
the Crystal
Palace. Ami, Makoto, Minako, and Rei were living in the palace too. Hotaru
had been
living with Haruka and Michiru for many years. But even Hotaru moved into
the Palace
when she was older so she could be with Chibi Usa. Setsuna was floating
around in the
time stream somewhere doing her "Guardian of Time" thing. So, unless Haruka
and
Michiru were visiting the girls or vice versa, they were on their own a lot.
They ate their fill at the dance buffet and hit the dance floor a few
minutes later. They
danced non-stop for nearly two hours. At the slow songs, they held each
other so softly
and they never took stopped looking at each other. They felt as if they
could melt into
each other's eyes.
Later, they sat back down at their table. Haruka went to get two drinks for
her and
Michiru. But when she got back to the table, Michiru was gone.
Haruka searched frantically around the hall for her. Then as she passed by
the entrance,
she caught a glimpse of Michiru out of the corner of her eye. Michiru was
standing in
the parking lot, looking up at the night sky.
Haruka was too glad that Michiru was all right to be mad at her. She walked
outside
behind Michiru and wrapped her arms around Michiru's waist. Michiru put her
hands
over Haruka's.
"I could see you coming a mile away," Michiru said.
"That's funny," Haruka replied, "because I didn't see you going."
Haruka nuzzled against Michiru's neck.
"I know you like to look at the stars, but warn somebody next time. You
nearly gave me
a heart attack."
"I'm sorry," Michiru said. "Really I am. It's just I started reminiscing
and I needed to be outside, where it's quiet."
"'Reminiscing', huh? Anything in particular?"
"Just remembering our honeymoon."
"That's what I was thinking about when you were spying on me in the
bathroom."
"It was a great time, wasn't it?" Michiru said. "No cares, no worries..."
"No clothes," Haruka chimed in. "One wonders why we even bothered to pack."
Michiru sighed.
"Nothing but eating, sleeping and sex," Haruka said. "Now that was a fun
honeymoon."
Michiru giggled.
"You know," she said, "even though we're better at making love now, there
are times I'd
give anything to have those two weeks back again."
"I feel the same way," Haruka replied.
"Remember the time you started that food fight in our room?"
"Hey don't put the blame on me," Haruka said. "I seem to recall you
instigating that
little incident."
"Well, I don't know about that, but I remember how we...cleaned ourselves
off at the
end."
Michiru leaned back and gently licked Haruka's cheek.
"I remember the maid saying it was the worst kitchen mess she'd ever seen,"
Haruka
said.
They both laughed. Then they both looked toward the full moon in the sky.
"What do you think the other girls are doing right now," Michiru asked.
"If they're smart, they're sharing this moment with someone special," Haruka
said. Then
she kissed Michiru on the cheek, looked into her eyes and gave her a grin.
"I know I am."
Michiru sighed and leaned her head back to rest on Haruka's shoulder.
"Then if they're really smart, they'll take that special someone, rip off
their clothes and
have mindblowing sex all night."
"Haruka!"
Michiru responded to that statement with a sharp elbow into Haruka's
stomach.
"Ow! Give me a break! I was just kidding."
"Sure you were."
Haruka put her arms around Michiru's waist again, and both girls gently
swayed back and
forth in the night air. Then Michiru reached into her purse and pulled out
a photograph.
The picture was of Hotaru standing with Chibi Usa. Hotaru had eventually
re-grown into
an attractive young woman. Chibi Usa was over 900 years old, but with the
Dark Moon
crisis ended, her body and mind finally started maturing. She was now
physically and
mentally 16 years old.
"Look at her. Chibi Usa's been growing like a weed," Michiru said.
"Yeah," replied Haruka. "Her body's really developing too. I can tell
she's going to
have big breasts like her mother."
Michiru flashed a dirty look.
"What?" Haruka was quick to defend herself. "I defy you to tell me Usagi
doesn't have
big breasts."
"Oh, they all have big breasts," Michiru said, pulling out another picture
that was taken
when all the girls and Mamoru went on a beach trip. Then she pointed in the
photo at
Makoto.
"Especially her."
"They're enormous aren't they?" Haruka agreed.
"Oh don't even get me started. 'Enormous' doesn't even begin to describe
them. I know
they're natural but still. I remember when I tried to tell Makoto she
should get a
reduction. She wouldn't hear of it. She said they were big and beautiful
and that she was going to enjoy them...Haruka?"
"Yeah?"
"Your eyes are about to pop out of their sockets."
Michiru quickly put the photo back into her purse.
"Sorry about that."
Haruka's hands went upward and gave Michiru's breasts a quick gentle
squeeze.
"Come on. You know yours are the only breasts I'd rather be lying next to."
Michiru sighed and leaned back against Haruka, feeling secure in the strong
arms of her
lover. It was a couple of minutes before Michiru spoke again.
"Haruka, are we doing anything for the next two weeks?"
"Not that I'm aware of. I know Chibi Usa's birthday is coming up, but
that's not until
the end of the month."
Another couple of minutes passed as Michiru gathered her courage.
"Haruka...?"
"Yes, I think it's a good idea."
Haruka couldn't hide the anticipation in her voice. She knew what Michiru
was going to
suggest. She turned Michiru around and looked deep into her eyes.
"You. Me. At home. For the next two weeks I don't want to think about
anything else
but you."
Michiru gave Haruka what was known to Haruka as 'the look'. Michiru's lips
were
curled in a broad smile, but at the same time it looked like she was going
to cry. It was a look that presented all Michiru's feelings for Haruka in
one bold stroke:
'I love you, eternally, unconditionally, with all my heart.'
Haruka smiled at Michiru in response and the two lovers kissed deeply.
They drove home in silence. Haruka drove with one hand on the wheel and the
other
around Michiru. Michiru's head was nuzzled against Haruka's cheek, her
hands playing
with the buttons on Haruka's shirt and her own cheek just at the base of
Haruka's left
breast.
They drove up to the house and walked inside holding hands. When they
reached their
bedroom, they kissed deeply again. Haruka went into the adjoining bathroom
and
Michiru headed for the closet.
"Haruka, as long as you're in there, I...bought you a little something a
couple days ago."
Michiru pulled a shopping bag down from the closet. But as she reached
inside, the bag
was empty. All that was inside was the heart-shaped tag with Haruka's name
on it.
Michiru was frantic. She tossed the bag aside and threw open the closet
doors to begin a
frantic search. Then she heard a sound.
"Ahem."
Michiru whirled around to see Haruka, standing in the bathroom doorway,
wearing her
present. Michiru's eyes panned up and down the sight before her. The black
satin bra
and panties clung to Haruka's frame like a second skin. And the black silk
stockings
added black highlights to every muscle in Haruka's legs, making them even
more sexy.
Michiru's knees almost buckled at the sight and she could only get out one
word:
"Wow."
Haruka slowly walked up to Michiru, who was looking away rather shyly, as if
this was
her first time with Haruka.
"You look incredible."
"I don't know. I feel like a prostitute and in this black I look like a
dominatrix."
Michiru lowered her head.
"You...you didn't have to wear it."
Haruka could sense the disappointment in Michiru's voice and lifted
Michiru's chin
bringing their eyes to meet.
"Yes I did, because I knew you'd want me too. Look."
Dangling from Haruka's bra was a heart shaped card with Michiru's name on
it. Michiru
read the card and hugged Haruka gently. Then she looked back into Haruka's
eyes.
"Thank you."
Haruka ran her hands over the satin bra.
"Well it's not so bad. It feels nice and it's basic. It's not all frilly
and lace."
"Lace isn't so bad," Michiru replied, flashing a seductive grin, "Maybe
you'd like to see
what I've got on."
Michiru gently ran her hands over Haruka's washboard stomach as Haruka
unbuttoned
Michiru's party dress. It slowly slipped over Michiru's shoulders and
flopped to the
floor.
Michiru was dressed in light blue lingerie. Her bra was delicate lace and
Haruka could
almost completely see Michiru's nipples. Her thong panties were a pretty
sight too, lace
with a satin crotch. Her lace garter belt strapped to her light blue silk
stockings. Michiru put her hands behind her head and struck a seductive
pose for Haruka's enjoyment.
"I didn't do all my shopping for you that day."
Haruka was spellbound.
"Now for you lace definitely works."
They stood away from each other, drinking in the view of each others bodies
as if time
had stopped. Then Michiru started chuckling.
"What's so funny?"
"Well, you do sort of look like a dominatrix." Michiru giggled.
"Oh really," Haruka flashed a mock-menacing look, "Does this mean I get a
slave?"
Haruka made a lunge at Michiru who whirled aside like a ballerina, hands at
her sides.
Haruka turned and Michiru lightly kissed her on the nose.
"Well, I am supposed to be thanking you for the dance tonight," Michiru
stroked
Haruka's breasts throught the satin, placing light kisses along her neck.
"When the time comes, you tell me what you want, and I'll be the best slave
ever."
They both lay on the bed and just stared at each other for several seconds,
gently stroking
each other's faces.
"Here's to the start of two wonderful weeks with the woman I love." Haruka
said
"Haruka, I love you so much," Michiru whispered.
Both girls began gently kissing, running their hands over each others bodies
and weaving
their legs together. Haruka's left hand reached into Michiru's panties and
began gently
squeezing her soft rear, while the other hand lightly stroked her crotch
through the satin fabric. Michiru's hands fluttered up and down Haruka's
back, eventually finding their way to her bra strap and unfastening it.
Eventually, they both had worked of their
lingerie and were soon lying naked on the bed with the exception of their
stockings,
because of the way the stockings made their legs sexier and by the way the
smooth fabric
felt so good rubbing against each others' skin.
Making love was sacred to Haruka and Michiru, which was partially why they
did it so
often. It was the physical expression of their love and they treated it as
such. Every
touch, every sensation has to say 'I love you'. There have been a few
occasions where
they both just surrendered to passion and would take each other, ravaging
each others'
bodies with pleasure until they were screaming and sore. But most of the
time it was a
ritual, this was one of those occasions, as would be the case for the next
two weeks as
they re-enacted their honeymoon.
After about five minutes of their foreplay getting undressed, Michiru
stopped kissing
Haruka and gave a seductive grin.
"Would you like me to pleasure you now, Mistress?" Michiru sensuously
whispered
getting into her role. Haruka return a sly grin.
"Please do."
Haruka leaned against the bed's headboard and Michiru got on her hands and
knees.
Crawling over to Haruka, being as sensuous as she could, Michiru couldn't
help but
giggle at this prospect of being Haruka's slave, and that she was getting so
far into
character. Haruka also had to admit that she found the concept and
Michiru's
performance very entertaining.
"Do you know what your Mistress likes?" Haruka tried to ask in a menacing
tone, but she
couldn't suppress a slight chuckle.
"I know what Mistress likes. My whole purpose is to pleasure you Mistress."
Michiru
tried to talk in a submissive voice as befits any good slave.
At this point, they both burst out laughing. This wasn't for them, and they
knew it. They cared for each other far too much to take this seriously.
"I don't think this is working," Haruka laughed. Michiru had regained her
composure.
"Maybe not," she replied, "But maybe this will."
Haruka threw back her head and let out a pleasured sigh as Michiru started
licking her
nipples. Arching her back and thrusting her beautiful rear high in the air
so Haruka could caress it, Michiru licked each nipple slowly. Slowly.
S-l-o-w-l-y, making sure every bud of her tongue bristled against the
delicate nubs of flesh. Haruka's nipples became hard as steel and swelled
to twice their original size. Yet Michiru did not quicken her pace, but
kept licking, ever so slowly. Then the licking turned to sucking, as
Michiru wrapped her lips around each nipple and gently sucked them like a
baby being nursed by her mother.
But soon Haruka wanted more. She stuck out her chest, almost trying to
force more of
her breast into Michiru's mouth.
"Bite my nipples," she whispered, begging Michiru, "Please, bite them."
Michiru did as asked, taking Haruka's nipples, one at a time, between her
front teeth and
lightly nibbling them. Haruka's breathing turned to quiet moans as the
pleasure built
inside her. Suddenly, the biting stopped.
"Psst, behind you."
Haruka had wiggled away from the headboard, and Michiru was now behind her,
her legs
spread so Haruka could sit between them.
"Come here."
Haruka scooched back, and Michiru immediately cupped her breasts, once again
the
nipples being her main focus. As her other fingers squeezed and kneaded the
flesh of
Haruka's breasts, Michiru took the nipples between the thumbs and
forefingers and
began to pluck the swollen buds like grapes, lightly tugging at them, then
releasing them, then taking them and tugging again. Haruka's moans returned
and increased and she
began to moan louder.
Suddenly, Haruka could feel an intense heat between her legs. She looked
down at her sex
which was just as hairless as Michiru's. Her clit wasn't as sensitive as
her breasts, but with all the pleasure she was now receiving, it had grown
hot and swollen and was begging for attention. Haruka took one of her hands
which hadn't been doing anything what with Michiru doing all the work, and
began clawing at her clit, trying desperately to unleash the heat inside
her. Then Michiru whispered in her ear.
"You don't have to do that. Remember? It's my job to pleasure you."
Against her aching clit's wishes, Haruka pulled her hand away. With
Michiru's hands
still pleasuring Haruka's breasts and nipples, she wrapped her legs around
Haruka's waist
and began stroking the throbbing clit with the heel of her stockinged foot,
the silken
fabric feeding it with the pleasure it was screaming for.
Then Michiru wanted to try a different approach.
"I'm trying something different," she whispered, "I don't want to hurt you,
so if it hurts at all, tell me and I'll stop."
Again, she tugged at Haruka's nipples, only this time, instead of releasing,
she kept
tugging. Farther and farther, Haruka letting out a long continuous moan as
she
continued pulling, until both her breasts were stretched like rubber bands.
Haruka snapped. Crying out, she crashed back against Michiru's body and
came.
Michiru immediately released her nipples, allowing Haruka's breasts to flop
back into
place. Then she cupped Haruka's breasts and held her tightly, nibbling her
neck and
shoulders as Haruka's body shuddered against her own. Eventually the spasms
subsided
and Michiru released Haruka, letting her flop onto the bed in a heap.
Haruka was so
winded she could barely speak.
"Oh wow," she whispered, "That was absolutely incredible. I'm going to need
a few
minutes."
"Take all the time you need my love," Michiru kissed her lightly on the
forehead,
"Meanwhile, maybe this will inspire you."
Michiru lay beside Haruka and spread her legs, letting her hands rub up and
down over
her crotch. This was part of the ritual After one girl had pleasured the
other, be it either Haruka or Michiru, the girl who did the pleasuring
sometimes masturbated to arouse the other faster. But this was more for
show than anything else. Even though they touched themselves, both took
special care to avoid any real pleasure spots during this display. This is
so the other would not be denied one second of pleasuring her. But at the
same time it was enough keep her own sexual arousal up.
Suddenly, Michiru felt a pair of hands slide underneath her own and push
them away.
Haruka was sitting behind her much as Michiru had done before. Michiru
immediately
leaned against Haruka's body, savoring the feeling of Haruka's firm,
muscular breasts
against her back. Haruka wasted no time. Taking Michiru's clit between
her left thumb
and forefinger, Haruka began to lightly stroke it with her right finger. As
she stroked, she lightly pinched Michiru's clit. Michiru let out moan after
pleasured moan, leaning her head back against Haruka's shoulder and letting
Haruka nibble at her neck. Eventually, Haruka's fingers could feel
Michiru's clit throbbing like crazy. Then Haruka did something Michiru
didn't expect. Releasing the hold on Michiru's clit, Haruka brought her
hand down and lightly slapped it.
"Mmmmmm...Oh Haruka," Michiru moaned.
"You didn't think I knew about that did you?" Haruka whispered. "All those
times we
were masturbating and you were slapping your clit, thinking I wasn't
looking."
"H-harder," Michiru whimpered, "Slap it harder."
And Haruka did slap it harder, taking care in the interim not to cause
Michiru any pain.
Haruka gave Michiru's clit a soothing rub and then slapped it again. Again
and again and
again. Rubbing. Slapping.
"Does that feel good?" she whispered.
Michiru cooed and purred in her ear. That was all the encouragement Haruka
needed.
"Oh Haruka, lick me," she breathed, "Please. You haven't licked me in so
long. Please
lick me."
"Okay." Haruka whispered.
Michiru almost squealed in delight. Haruka moved away, kneeling in front of
Michiru.
"Now lay back," she said softly.
Michiru rested her head on her pillow and Haruka began to rub her inner
thighs. As if
obeying a command, Michiru spread her legs wide for Haruka to gain access.
Michiru's body shivered as Haruka's tongue slowly bristled against her
swollen clit.
Haruka licked Michiru just as slowly as Michiru had licked her nipples just
minutes
before.
"Mmmm. I haven't licked you in a long time," Haruka said, "I'd forgotten
how good you
taste."
"Don't stop," Michiru begged, "Please don't stop."
Michiru was writhing on the bed, her head thrashing back and forth. Her
hands were
clawing at her breasts and the bed sheets. The pleasure was so great, she
couldn't even
moan anymore. All she could do was lie on the bed, gasping huge gulps of
air.
But still Haruka wasn't done. Spreading apart Michiru's sex with her
fingers, Haruka
felt around until she once again located Michiru's throbbing clit. Taking
the swollen
organ between her front teeth, Haruka lightly began nibbling it, just as
Michiru had done to her nipples.
It was all Michiru could stand. Managing to emit a single scream, she
thrust her butt into the air and came. Haruka backed away, but supported
Michiru in the air by holding on to her rear and as she came, giving her sex
soothing rubs.
Michiru's butt crashed back to the bed once she'd finished coming. Haruka
lay beside
her, and despite the fact that she was out of breath, Michiru started
kissing her
passionately.
Eventually, both girls got their strength back and lay on the bed, touching
each other and occasionally kissing.
"Do you want to do it?" Haruka broke the silence. "If you're too tired, we
don't have to."
"I want to," Michiru said, feeling the heat between her legs return. She
started rubbing
her crotch.
"Do you want to be on top?" Michiru asked.
"Well you can be on top if you want."
"Oh I don't think I have the strength to be on top tonight."
"Okay. Are you ready?"
"I'm ready. Let's do it now."
Michiru spread her legs wide and let Haruka place her body between them.
Their clits
met. The two lovers remained frozen for a moment, savoring the precious
heat. Then
they began pumping their hips against each other, letting their clits rub
together. This
was their favorite position. In this position they had full access to each
others most
sensitive spots. No other position could provide that. This was one
position that
guaranteed they would come together.
The 69 position was one of the first positions they swore they'd never use
again, because
Haruka's clit wasn't nearly as sensitive as Michiru's, Michiru couldn't get
access to
Haruka's breasts, and most crucially, they couldn't see each other when they
did it.
They couldn't see the pleasure on their faces or the love in their eyes.
Familiar beads of cold sweat returned to their bodies as they pumped against
each other.
With Michiru's clit being sufficiently pleasured, she pleasured Haruka's
breasts by once
again plucking at her nipples. Gradually the motion became faster and
pleasured moans
could be heard echoing throughout the house.
Michiru was coming first, but she glommed onto Haruka's breasts and squeezed
as hard
as she could, it sent Haruka over the edge and they came together,
shuddering against
each other's bodies like they had in the tub earlier that evening. Waves of
hot and cold
passed between their legs. When the orgasms subsided, Haruka lost her
strength and
collapsed onto Michiru, but she managed to roll off to prevent smothering
her. Michiru
turned her head and looked towards her.
"Haruka, I am deliriously happy."
They were both completely immobile for about ten minutes, both too exhausted
to do
anything except lightly kiss. Eventually, their arms didn't feel so heavy
and their
breathing wasn't as hard and rapid, so they spent the next half hour playing
with each
others' limp bodies.
The two spent the next couple hours until sunrise cradling each other,
lightly fondling
each other, singing bits and pieces of their favorite love songs (the only
parts of the
songs that mattered) and generally professing their undying love. As the
first rays of
morning sun rose up, they left the bed, still wearing nothing but their
stockings and
walked hand in hand to the balcony. Haruka stood behind Michiru, her arms
around her,
and they both gently swayed back and forth as the sun rose.
"Here's to another two weeks of beautiful sunrises," Michiru said.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," Haruka said, "This is going to be a good
two weeks."
"Every two weeks we have will be good." Michiru replied, "I know it, because
I'm with
you."
Haruka brought her head down and kissed Michiru lightly. Then Haruka's
hands worked
their way south and started lightly rubbing Michiru's crotch.
"So, what do you want to do on the first day of our new honeymoon?"
"Haruka, when did you become so insatiable?" Michiru whirled out of Haruka's
arms
and began to walk out of the room, still naked except for the stockings,
teasing Haruka by putting that sway in her hips which she knew Haruka
couldn't resist.
"Actually I thought I'd go down to the kitchen and make breakfast. After
all, breakfast is the most important meal of the day."
Then she turned to a disappointed Haruka, grinned and winked.
"Come on. You know I'm a sloppy eater sometimes. Maybe I'll spill something
and you
can...clean me off."
Michiru licked her lips. Haruka's eyes immediately lit up. She ran up to
Michiru and
they walked hand-in-hand to the kitchen.
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