Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Lust of the Amethyst ❯ Chapter 1

The Lust of the amethyst

Load 1Midnight

By Glass-Jasmine

This story is based on the characters of Card Captor Sakura, by Clamp and doesn’t belong to me. I do this as a purpose of entertainment and with out any lucrative purposes.

Short story rated M for its content

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She knew what she needed by the moment she woke up. She looked around, searching for the voice that drove her mad almost every night. But what was around her was her friends asleep.

She sighed resigned and tried to sleep again but was useless. She felt helpless alone in her bedroom, while her others friends were peacefully asleep. They took the decision to go to the beach this summer. Luckily, her mom was very wealthy and could expense money without remorse on her conscience. With her light pajamas she looked up at the moon that filtered her light trough the window and sighed again.

She was hot.

She decided to cross over the room. Her friends were asleep in the beds around her. They decided to make their summer into an endlessness slumber party.

Her pajamas were a two pieces with the touch of violet. Her hair was loosening up from the pony tail. She persisted of feeling nervous, while, she crosses the second floor trough the stairs. She was in need for something that no one in that house could give her. Her mother was also asleep upstairs. She opened the glass doors, glancing at the dark ocean and hearing de waves in an effort to calm her. It was useless.

“I need you… I Need you so badly…” blushing herself by the thoughts that came to her head.

It was the last day of college when she saw that. She wasn't very curious but the chatting previous days, of her roommates and then when she saw them, woke on her the deepest and darks desires that she never dreamed of having. She saw the body of a roommate that day. Her friend thought that she would go out with somebody or go to the movies and tried to get a little of intimacy that day. Like every Friday night. But it wasn't like that. She returned early and opened the door. Luckily for her and her friend there was no one else around. She looked between shocked, surprised and finally curious the sexual act between her friend and some guy. It was too far erotic for her fantasies, but from that day, she couldn't erase the memories of their bodies, rubbing each other, moving as one, the moaning of them and the desire in their voices. Her friend was very excited and without consideration, she got excited too watching that. She couldn't move… she couldn't breathe normally. She just stood there, watching that: Seeing both of them got orgasm and finally, he felt over her friend, all sweaty and still breathing heavily. She felt her legs like jelly and without being seeing, she walked outside the room but a very different person.

From that day, her deepest thoughts go to that moment. She couldn't keep them away. She wanted that. She wanted that feeling.

But she wanted some special from that moment. She thought that her first time could be with someone that she loved. “Could you reach that kind of climax with someone you love?” she asked after that. Couldn't talk about it. Was too shocking and scandalous, to be shared with anyone.

From that moment, on, she reached in her dark imagination on someone to help her in what she needed. She reached for him in her dreams and fantasies.

“Daidouji?” heard the voice from behind her. “What are you doing awake?” His browns eyes glanced at her with curiosity and expectation.

“I could ask you the same thing” she answered looking him suspicious.

“I couldn't sleep…I got too much stuff on my head”

“Yeah, me too” she admitted while she blushed for the thoughts that run on her that night.

“Could I keep you company if you like” He sat down and she had anything else to do that sit down also.

“I need more than you company” She thought while getting a glance of the body wearing those pajamas. “So, what are the plans for you and Sakura, tomorrow?”

“Well, we are thinking of going to the town… looking some museums and stuff. What about You?”

“Look like I'm going to stay home. Mom is going to return to the city by midday and I want to say good bye”

“That's too bad…” He said staring at her with sorrow on his voice. That calls her attention. “You should be having fun with your friends and family” added innocently.

“… and you” she doubt by the moment those words slipped through her lips. “Should be having fun with Sakura…” with that perspicacity salting in her voice, that caught him out of guard. She smiled very pleased with herself and slip her head in the couch looking at him very naughtily. “Are … you having fun with her..?”

Syaoran felt how the blood run all over his face making Tomoyo smirked and even a little laugh slip over her mouth “I see…” she looked at him while she kept her long legs closed by. She saw Syaoran get a glance of her paled legs. “She is not like any other girl, is she?” putting him very uncomfortable “I even bet…getting more personal here… that you haven't put her into your bed, yet”

“Daidouji-san!” he exclaimed surprised by the way this conversation was getting into.

“Oh, come on Syaoran…” she called him by his name for the second time that night. “It's not a big of a deal... Sakura is old enough to keep you happy… very happy…”

“You … You know how Sakura is…” He tried to defend his girlfriend. “She is waiting… for the perfect moment”

“She is with you. What more perfect moment, does she want?” Leaning over him, almost face to face. She looked at his arms, face and body “I wouldn't wait longer if were me…” she wanted to touch him. Want to feel his arm around him. Wanted him to scream her name.

Her name!

Not her friends name!

For how long she had desire him? Too long she thought. She wanted to feel his hands all over her body. Wanted to be fill with his masculinity. Feel him inside of her. Moving against her naked body. Allowed him to do things to her, that Sakura never allowed to do to herself.

“Feeling a bit uncomfortable aren't we?” she spoke like a whisper studying him and he again was caught off guard.

He coughs. He was very uncomfortable indeed. He took a glance at Daidouji and … she was smiling? Having fun with that weird inhibition that captures her. It was indeed, a weird night.

“I better go to bed” he said, because his head warning him about the upcoming danger was enough for him. He loved Sakura… too much. Tomoyo kept a silence look, still smirking and spoke the words that change everything about them that night.

“Its not love…” She whispered while she came face to face to him, “its just… something to do… just sex…she doesn't need to know…”putting her soft hands in his legs while she talked they moved very slowly until reaching his beating virility. He opened his eyes very wide, when he felt how she kept her hands there and added “Its not that fun masturbating Syaoran… not having a body to feel with this…” rubbing the limb with her hands and feeling herself more and more hot. “Fill me Syaoran…” She asked with her voice trembling and part of her body too. She watched how much he struggled to keep his strength no to do what she was proposing. She closed her face to his and asked with her voice filled with lust. “Many times you want… just make me stop being a virgin…”

“Da… Daidouji…” he whispered loosing control. She felt his member beating and hardened in her hands and moaned, seducing him. She took one of his hands leaned over one of her breasts. This movement provoked that Syaoran moaned while his hands covered one of her breast and she sighed excited. Her nipple almost immediately reacts to his touch. “This is wrong…” He told her but continued grabbing that perky nipple and toy with his fingers.

“No…” She answers while her breathing was more prolonged and charged with excitement while her insides burned in expectation “Its … normal Syaoran...” She gasped while he played with her other nipple. She kept her hand in his hardened member and toyed with him. She closed her mouth on his and started to kiss him with lust playing with his tongue and allowed him to do with it whatever he wanted.

Syaoran reacted to this with the same amount of lust as her friend. He loved Sakura… he prayed “I Wish you were her now…” While he felt the hands of his friend walked freely for his members. He couldn't hold on no more. “Daidouji…” he asked.

“What?” she answered healingly.

“Take it… take it … in your mouth” He asked with a growl. She smiled pleased took his pants off seeing with delight that member all in his glory. She took it sucking of it and hearing him moan and he called her name while he felt the woman's mouth play with his member. She drinked his liquid and when she stood up saw the satisfaction in the man's eyes and the pearl sweat that covered his face. His breathing was heavily and kept silent while the girl slipped her fingers cleaning her mouth. “Where in hell did you learned to do that?”

“Where else? Porn channel” She smiled taking her pajamas and shirt off. “Take me Syaoran… here, now… I'm hot and I need to be pleased…” she insisted telling him “I pleased you… now… it's your turn” she saw the doubt in his face and smirked saying. “Don't know how to do it?” The guy blushed intensely while he gave up. It was to exciting what just happened. What else could they do that night?

“I swear to god, I don't know what you took tonight Daidouji-San” while he said that she took her pants off, putting him down her body, and showed him her opened legs while he got a glance at her parts and moaned seducing him.

“Lust wine” she answered when she felt him going with her hands over her legs at gait at her body. She took his pajamas off and passed his hands trough the masculine chest “And so do you… I want you to go far Syaoran… very far and I don't want to stain the couch” She smirked while her mouth apprising him one more time while his tongue traveled in her mouth in the recondite parts of her. When she was free of his mouth felt him biting her nipples and sighed “Ahhh… yes… Syaoran… yes…” feeling the rush of adrenaline and blood trough her body. She felt him sucking her nipples with lust and kept with her hands his head where she wanted him. “More… more!” she yelled at him very sure that no one would wake up. In seconds her body was covered by a pearl sweat and felt her private's parts very moist. She felt how his head and lips traveled all the valley between her perky breast and her bellybutton. She sighed more and more intensely when she felt his breathing down, between her legs.

“So beautiful…” heard him say, pressing his fingers way beyond the curly hair hiding her clitoris. She couldn't hold on only to his head. She grabbed the pillows closed to her head and had convulsions, pushing her body towards him and up while she felt how his tongue and fingers opened up until they reached the beating intimacy. He sucked up and played with her pussy while she screamed very slowly his name.

“Callme…” he said very strong feeling himself very excited. “Call me…Call me… Daidouji…”

“Sya… Syaoran.. Syaoran…!” She moaned once and over while he kept his lips and hands in her interior. He toyed with her pussy and saw the beating of the little member of his friends and went more and more far. She trembled while getting his attentions. He turned her over getting a glance of her interior from the back. She sighed strongly while he gets it into her. Feeling his urge for filler her up from that way she felt his hands grabbing strongly her breast, massage them and moaning against her. And she embattled her against him, in a battle of moaning and rubbed theirs sweaty bodies. Next he pulled his member off of her and turned her over opened her up with hurry and embattled his potent virility in her virgin cavity, caught her scream of being ripped off her virginity.

“Ohh… yes Syaoran… yes… fill me” she asked forgetting the ardor, shaking her inner parts. She kept calling his name, while he ridded her more and more strongly “Yes! Yes… ahhhh yes… Syaoran…” She sighed her hands traveling around his back and her body leaning more and more deeply, asking him for more. He filled hole and she screamed along with him while she felt her interior burst into something warm and juicy floating in her parts. Hip against hip they glance into each other for a second and his mouth covered her. Ridding her slowly at first and then again keeping up her anxiety while she kept him, in constants orgasm.

They played again and over again, like there was no tomorrow. She put in her mouth several times his member and he did the same. While he sucks up her juicy interior, moaning she grabbed a glance of them in the mirror along the living room and sighed pleased with herself.

All her needs were fulfilled that night. By four in the morning she was over him. His member inside of her and reached the orgasm once more that night. Both of them sweaty she smirked to tell him “More clean than a hooker, eh?”

“How in the hell you know that?”

“Well I very doubt that you are a virgin… with Sakura next to you I know you haven't unplug her … but men have needs, no?”

“You are someone insatiable Daidouji san”

“I knew I was very special woman… I'm glad that you are with me in this Syaoran..”

“Right. Look… what we've done tonight… won't happen again…”

“I know… you love Sakura” Moving over him and he grabbed one of her breasts and played in his mouth with it. She moaned and he sighed.

“Right. I love her. I'm not going to hurt her. Ill never hurt Sakura…”

“Of course… me neither…” She slowly got out of him and both of them sighed. She pickup her clothes and say “I better go take a bath…” seeing her pants stain with the prove of what happened that night between them. She kissed him for one last time and added. “Thank you Syaoran… and don't worry… I will never tell Sakura what happened” hurrying up upstairs.

Daidouji went to the bathroom and light up the bulb. She looked at herself. Between her thighs was remain the of both liquids inners. She put her finger and sucked the dried remains. She smirked reminding his promise: Never Again. Well: They´ll see about that: the summer was long and she loved Sakura. And what she felt for Syaoran was not love; was not cheating… it was meaningless sex. And besides… if they don't coincide in the living room, there was always his room that he had to himself, the pool house and the beach. With out planning that, her head filled up with those fantasies and her nipples hardened. She put her body down the shower drain and masturbated herself with those fantasies.

Syaoran left alone in the living room stood up and put his clothes on. Definitively, that was a weird night and one night, they will keep as a secret from that moment forward. At least he had something real in his fantasies to fill his head off while Sakura finally chooses to make love with him one day.

Comments of the very surprised author.

This is my first lemon. So be kind please- I hope to receive your comments. Glass Jasmine.  I published first in FFnet and I hope to be well received here. I don’t pretend to insult everyone and that’s why this story has a hentai warning and also yuri. I will expect your comments. So see you next time!!!