Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction ❯ Skittles are Good for You ❯ Skittkes are Good for You ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: moffit1x2x1 
This is what happens when Nori and I decide to write badwrong pr0n together. Read at your own risk. >D
Anime/Manga: Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Spamfic | Uploaded On: 10.07.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 648 | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
This is what happens when Nori and I decide to write badwrong pr0n together. Read at your own risk. >D
Anime/Manga: Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Spamfic | Uploaded On: 10.07.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 648 | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Title: Skittles Are Good for You
Rating: R
Summary: It's what happens when Nori and I decide to write badwrong pr0n together. :D
Sumire tilted her head down, managing to look up at the shorter boy from under lowered lashes. "Why Akaya, I never new you felt that way about women like me... Perhaps we could do something about that sometime...?"
"Older women are hot." Akaya replied, licking his lips. Those skittles really did look tempting, at if he had it his way he'd have them in no time.
Sumire shifted closer, feeling her baggy panties shift as well. She'd seen where Kirihara's attention really lay. Innocently, she pulled a Skittle out of the bag and raised it to her mouth.
By chance, she missed and it fell, landing right in her ample bosom.
His gaze followed the skittle, making a slight face at where it landed. "Damn." That would make things difficult, Ryuuzaki-sensei's tits were kinda saggy and the stupid thing had probably gotten lost in her cleavage.
Sumire made a little sound of loss, and started unbuttoning her shirt. "Akaya~ Help me find the darn thing before it melts!"
Being the good boy he was Akaya obliged, pawing at Sumire's shirt and fumbling around. Boobs were confusing, he'd only ever seen his sisters but they were small and not-so wrinkled as this.
He had a mission and he'd complete it, damnit!
Sumire kept it to herself that she'd already felt the Skittle slip through her bra and was now somewhere around her ankles. "Maybe it'll be easier if I take my bra off..."
"I dunno how to do that." Akaya stared, a little confused by the random cloth contraption that really didn't give as much support as he'd heard they were supposed to. "Can't I just get one outta the bag?"
Sumire tsked. "You have to help me with this one first." Just to be sure he couldn't cheat, she tucked the bag away into a wrinkle of her panties where he would never find them.
Smiling winsomely, she also fixed the problem of her bra by unhooking it and letting her bosom bounce free under Akaya's nose.
HOLYSHITNIPPLES. Akaya stared, transfixed by the sight of floppy titties. He wasn't sure if he should be scared or amazed, but only the thought of the skittle he wanted so badly made him paw in search of his prize.
Sumire moaned softly as her nipples hardened under the boy's hands after so many years of disuse. "Oh Akaya, it feels sticky. Be a good boy and lick that up for me?"
Sticky? Hopefully not like his underwear, that'd just be kind of wrong. His head tilted slightly in thought then ducked forward, tongue sliding over wrinkled skin and oddly tasting lemon.
Sumire moaned again and clutched at Akaya's head. Oh dear. Now the Skittles in her panties were sticky too.
Air, he decided, was important if one needed to live. It was a bit of a struggle but he managed to steal his head back and away from Sumire's boobs long enough to take a deep breath before diving back in.
Satisfied, Sumire dug into her panties and handed Akaya the damp pack of Skittles. "Thank you, Akaya." Now to see if the same thing would happen if she tempted Inui-kun with tiny notes of data.
Finally in possession of his precious skittles Akaya grinned, threw a yen coin in her cleavage and ran. And the skittles were good, even if a bit damp.
Rating: R
Summary: It's what happens when Nori and I decide to write badwrong pr0n together. :D
Sumire tilted her head down, managing to look up at the shorter boy from under lowered lashes. "Why Akaya, I never new you felt that way about women like me... Perhaps we could do something about that sometime...?"
"Older women are hot." Akaya replied, licking his lips. Those skittles really did look tempting, at if he had it his way he'd have them in no time.
Sumire shifted closer, feeling her baggy panties shift as well. She'd seen where Kirihara's attention really lay. Innocently, she pulled a Skittle out of the bag and raised it to her mouth.
By chance, she missed and it fell, landing right in her ample bosom.
His gaze followed the skittle, making a slight face at where it landed. "Damn." That would make things difficult, Ryuuzaki-sensei's tits were kinda saggy and the stupid thing had probably gotten lost in her cleavage.
Sumire made a little sound of loss, and started unbuttoning her shirt. "Akaya~ Help me find the darn thing before it melts!"
Being the good boy he was Akaya obliged, pawing at Sumire's shirt and fumbling around. Boobs were confusing, he'd only ever seen his sisters but they were small and not-so wrinkled as this.
He had a mission and he'd complete it, damnit!
Sumire kept it to herself that she'd already felt the Skittle slip through her bra and was now somewhere around her ankles. "Maybe it'll be easier if I take my bra off..."
"I dunno how to do that." Akaya stared, a little confused by the random cloth contraption that really didn't give as much support as he'd heard they were supposed to. "Can't I just get one outta the bag?"
Sumire tsked. "You have to help me with this one first." Just to be sure he couldn't cheat, she tucked the bag away into a wrinkle of her panties where he would never find them.
Smiling winsomely, she also fixed the problem of her bra by unhooking it and letting her bosom bounce free under Akaya's nose.
HOLYSHITNIPPLES. Akaya stared, transfixed by the sight of floppy titties. He wasn't sure if he should be scared or amazed, but only the thought of the skittle he wanted so badly made him paw in search of his prize.
Sumire moaned softly as her nipples hardened under the boy's hands after so many years of disuse. "Oh Akaya, it feels sticky. Be a good boy and lick that up for me?"
Sticky? Hopefully not like his underwear, that'd just be kind of wrong. His head tilted slightly in thought then ducked forward, tongue sliding over wrinkled skin and oddly tasting lemon.
Sumire moaned again and clutched at Akaya's head. Oh dear. Now the Skittles in her panties were sticky too.
Air, he decided, was important if one needed to live. It was a bit of a struggle but he managed to steal his head back and away from Sumire's boobs long enough to take a deep breath before diving back in.
Satisfied, Sumire dug into her panties and handed Akaya the damp pack of Skittles. "Thank you, Akaya." Now to see if the same thing would happen if she tempted Inui-kun with tiny notes of data.
Finally in possession of his precious skittles Akaya grinned, threw a yen coin in her cleavage and ran. And the skittles were good, even if a bit damp.