Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Makoto's Friends with a Lesbian ❯ Makoto's Friends with a Lesbian II: Fantasy Girl ( Chapter 2 )

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Makoto's Friends with a Lesbian II: Fantasy Girl

She could feel the cool breeze and hear the soft grass under the hooves of the dark brown
horse. But the young princess was too busy looking up at the blue sky. The fluffy
clouds, the white-yellow sun. She had been held captive by a dragon for what seemed
like days. After all those days of darkness, she had wondered if she'd ever see those
things again.

Now, all doubt was gone. She felt an overwhelming sense of relief and safety. Nothing
could harm her. Not now that she was with her champion. Now that SHE was there.

She appeared out of nowhere it seemed. This tall, elegant knight with long auburn hair.
Her helmet obscured her face, but the design of her silvery-green armor to suit her
anatomy betrayed her gender as a woman. Still, it was nothing short of amazing, the ease
with which she dispatched the beast. Her physical strength was far superior to any male
the princess had seen in battle. Her heavy armor seemed not to hinder her in the least, as
she moved with flawless ease and grace. The battle moved as a blur through her mind, as
she remained dazzled with the thought of rescue. Until the last moments, when the
knight thrust her broadsword into one of the dragon's limbs. Screaming in pain, the beast
limped a few steps, then turned and retreated into the sky, conceding the day to young
woman.

The knight removed her helmet as she entered the cave, but the light to her back still hid
her features from view. All the princess could think was to see the face of her rescuer.
Then, the knight's hand reached out and took her own. The touch of her skin was warm
and soft, and the princess instantly felt safe. Feeling strangely energized, she rose to her
feet and allowed her saviour to lead to out of the cavern and into the light.

It took her eyes some seconds to adjust, but she soon found herself turning and staring at
the deep green eyes of the young woman who risked death to save her.

"Are you alright?" she asked. Her voice was so soft. And the expression on her face
showed such compassion and concern.

All the young princess remembered doing was touching her hand to the woman's cheek,
letting her fingers softly glide against the smooth skin. She didn't cry, nor did she speak.
She just smiled as she softly wrapped her arms around the brave young woman and
hugged her.

She wasn't looking up at the sky now, she just stared at her rescuer as she rode behind
her on the horse. Her hair was tied into a thick, upright ponytail, unlike when she was
wearing her armor and she wore it loose. Too bad. For some reason, the princess liked it
better loose. Her hot metal armor had been cast off as well for comfort, revealing a
simple cloth garment loosely clinging to the woman's soft, young body. She must have
been the same age as the princess. Knighthood was unusual enough as an occupation for
a woman, especially one so young. But in this moment, the young princess cared not
about age or for gender. She was safe, and that was the important thing.

Her breasts were much larger than the princess had originally thought too. They almost
seemed to expand after shedding her armor. The princess herself was known for her own
large breasts, but this girl was something else.

She seemed to stare off into nothingness as she hugged the young woman tighter. This
woman had everything. Smooth skin, a soft body, and a pretty face. All these things
made her seem to glow with a healthy, natural beauty that the princess immediately took
notice of.

"Is everything alright back there?" the young woman asked. "You haven't said
anything."

The princess was silent for a moment longer. She hugged the woman a little tighter and
pressed her head against her strong back before finally speaking.

"What's your name?"

"So you CAN talk. That's a relief," the woman replied back, "I was starting to worry.
Well, my name is Makoto."

"Makoto…," the princess let the name dangle from the tip of her tongue.

"I'm guessing you have a name as well," Makoto replied.

"Yuki!" the princess' voice erupted in a tiny squeal of enthusiasm.

"Yuki? As in Princess Yuki?"

"You've heard of me?" Yuki was overjoyed.

"The daughter of this area's most beloved king? Who hasn't heard of you? I'm sorry for
not recognizing you before. When your father put out a reward for your return, I should
have realized…"

"Don't worry," Yuki giggled, "After three days in a filthy cave, I doubt I could recognize
myself."

"Speaking of which, we should get you cleaned up. If we're going to take you home, you
might as well look presentable. I know of a lake nearby, if her majesty doesn't mind
bathing in lake water."

"Any water would be welcome. As dirty as I feel, I'd feel clean bathing in mud."

Yuki continued to rest her head against Makoto's back. She closed her eyes and smiled.

"And you needn't bother with those royal formalities. You can just call me Yuki."

They reached the lake and dismounted. Makoto tied the horse to a nearby tree for shade
and then filled a bucket with water for him to drink. Yuki wiggled out of her clothes as
fast as she could and splashed into the water, giggling as she ran. The water was cold,
which felt very refreshing against her skin which felt hot and sticky. While Yuki played
in the water, Makoto picked up the princess' soiled gown and took it to the water to soak.
After scrubbing the dirt out as much as she could, she wrung out Yuki's clothes and hung
them over a tree branch to dry. Then she heard Yuki calling from the lake.

"Makoto, wouldn't you like to join me?"

Makoto turned to Yuki, who was eagerly beckoning her to join her in the water.

"You really don't mind?" Makoto asked.

"Won't you? We have a whole lake to ourselves, and it's a lot of fun. Please, won't you
join me?"

Makoto smiled and nodded. She unfastened the belt around her waist and allowed her
simple cloth skirt to slide off her body. To avoid tangles, Makoto untied her ponytail.
Yuki smiled seeing her hair fall naturally, and she giggled in anticipation as Makoto ran
down and splashed into the water beside her. She couldn't help but notice Makoto's
huge breasts bob up and down as she ran. It made her even more excited. The two
women swam freely in the water, splashing each other at times, playing games and
generally having fun. Afterward, they made their way to shallower water and began the
task of bathing.

"You know, I have to say, you're one of the best fighters I've ever seen," Yuki stated,
"You could stand against any male twice your age."

"Well, I was fortunate to find one who would train me. A man who didn't feel that being
a woman made me limited."

"Even so, don't you feel that it's rather unusual for a woman to take on such a life? I
don't doubt your abilities. It's just…it must get very lonely for you."

"Well, I admit, the constant travel doesn't make me many friends, but I feel that I
wouldn't have the friends I do have if I weren't what I am."

"That makes sense. Being a princess can be lonely as well at times."

"Really?"

"Yes. Many people looking after your well-being, but you wonder if anyone really cares.
But sometimes, I meet a truly caring person and I wonder, would this person have even
entered my life had I not been a princess?"

"It would seem we're not as different as society would see us."

"True. Still, I admire your ability to care for your body. With the life you lead, no
creature comforts, harsh elements and living, constant battles with villains and monsters
of every sort, and yet you come away from it all looking so healthy. No calluses, no
scars…"

Yuki moved closer to Makoto. The two were facing each other as Yuki ran her hand
along Makoto's arm.

"And your skin is so soft."

Yuki's touch became softer, more caressing, and her other had soon began massaging
Makoto as well. Makoto closed her eyes and sighed. Yuki was still admiring Makoto's
soft skin. Touching it seemed to have an almost hypnotic effect on her. It made her want
to touch more, to feel more of her skin. She wanted to touch the skin on every part of
Makoto's body.

Suddenly she heard a soft moan escape Makoto's lips. She snapped out of her trance to
realize her expedition had brought her hands to Makoto's enormous breasts. She cradled
the huge mounds for a moment, mesmerized at how they didn't sag, but how they felt so
soft in her hands as her fingers softly squeezed. It was as if she could mold them like
clay into any shape she wanted. But she didn't dare. They were so perfect. So round
and perfect.

Her thumbs gingerly brushed against the tips of Makoto's nipples, which were already
stiff and hard from the cold water. Another soft moan escaped Makoto's lips. Yuki
looked up to see Makoto's face. There was a faint blush to her cheeks, and her eyes were
closed lightly, her lips quivering as tiny coos peeped from her mouth. Yuki was thinking
to stop what she was doing, but then she thought she could see a faint smile cross
Makoto's quivering lips. It lasted just for a moment, but maybe, just maybe… Yuki felt
encouraged to take a bolder step.

Yuki leaned forward and brought her face closer to Makoto. Closer. Closer.
Tantalizingly close. She could practically taste the sweet scent of Makoto's body.
Makoto opened her dark green eyes, looking right into Yuki's. They were so close and
they could feel each other's hot breath on their lips. Yuki's left hand came away from
Makoto's breast and came to rest on her smooth cheek.

"Sweet Makoto," she whispered softly, "Would you think any less of me if I kissed you?"

Makoto didn't reply, and Yuki took it as an invitation. Their lips touched, softly at fist.
Then as Yuki became bolder, the kisses became more full. For a few seconds, Yuki
received no reaction from Makoto, then she could feel Makoto start to return her kisses.
Their lips began to part as the kissing evolved to open mouths. Their lips had been so
cold from the water as they first kissed, now their lips were warm and full of passion.

Caught in the moment, Yuki unconsciously squeezed Makoto's breast and Makoto
moaned in her mouth as Yuki lightly pinched her stiff nipple. Then Yuki was surprised
to suddenly feel Makoto's tongue enter her mouth and touch her own tongue. Yuki
decided to return the favor and began to play with Makoto's tongue. Suddenly, Makoto's
tongue disappeared and Yuki couldn't feel her warm lips anymore. She opened her eyes
to see Makoto had broken their kiss and backed away. She had a nervous expression on
her face which made Yuki feel a little uncomfortable. Nervousness was a quality she
didn't think this woman possessed.

"What's wrong?"

"I…I just…don't know…if I can do this."

"What? Do you not want to experience pleasure with me? Is it because I'm royalty?"

"No, no. It's not that. It's just…I've…never experienced…pleasure…with a woman
before…"

Yuki looked at her and gave Makoto a smile.

"Would you like to?" she asked softly.

Makoto looks at her a blushed. Yuki giggled and put a hand to her cheek.

"Would you like to?" she asked again, "I'm sure you know how a woman receives
pleasure in her own body. I myself am no stranger to the pleasures of a woman…"

Yuki began to softly stroke Makoto's cheek.

"…And you are a truly beautiful woman. I would truly enjoy feeling pleasure with you."

Yuki looked into Makoto's eyes, her own purple eyes filled with longing for the beautiful
warrior.

"Shall we pleasure ourselves?"

Makoto sat up and gave Yuki a smile of assurance. Yuki fell into Makoto's arms and
softly, the two began kissing again. Makoto still seemed nervous, but she wasn't pulling
back. Their tongues caressed each other freely through their locked lips. Then Yuki
decided to take the initiative. Placing her own large breasts upon Makoto's breasts, she
pushed her body closer and began to rub against Makoto's body. Yuki could almost feel
their breasts swelling against each other as their nipples tickled and caressed each other.
Both women soon broke their kiss and were soon gasping and moaning as they gripped
each other in a tight embrace, still rubbing their huge breasts together. Makoto's
inhibitions seemed to melt away as she began to sprinkle kisses along Yuki's neck and
shoulders. The water around them began to splash and lap between their bodies as they
rubbed together, which only seemed to enhance the passion of the moment.

"Oh, good. This feels so, so very good." Yuki was overjoyed.

Eventually, Yuki wiggled away from their embrace. They were both sufficiently aroused
now. Makoto was now ready to take her to the next level of pleasuring. Yuki lay back in
the shallow water, spreading her legs wide. She planted her feet into the ground and
raised her hips above the waterline. Her bare sex was dripping with water and her own
fluids and the wetness glistened in the bright sun. Her hand softly began to rub the pink
outer folds in slow, circular strokes. She stared at Makoto, who just continued to watch
her.

"Come now," Yuki whispered seductively, "I'm sure you know how much pleasure you
can get down there. And there are so many ways. It's really not hard. Just use your
imagination."

Makoto nodded and slowly dipped her head between Yuki's legs. Yuki moved her hand
away to grant Makoto access. Makoto eased closer and both women closed their eyes as
Makoto's lips met the folds of Yuki's womanhood in a soft, tender kiss. Yuki cooed in
delight as Makoto kissed her sex.

"Oh, that's so good," she moaned, "But please, could you lick it. Please, taste it. A
woman can taste so sweet. And I want to feel your tongue. Please, lick me there."

Makoto did as Yuki asked. They were short, quick licks at first, few and far between.
But soon, the licking relaxed and became slower and more caressing as Makoto became
used to the concept.

"W-well." Yuki's speech became stuttered as the pleasure flooded her mind, "was I
right? Does it t-taste as sw-sweet as I said?"

Makoto was too involved in licking Yuki to give a verbal response. She only nodded in
reply with a muffled "Mmm hmm."

Yuki's head thrashed back and forth in the water and her hands squeezed her breasts
tightly as she enjoyed every second of Makoto's caressing tongue. This was what she'd
wanted, ever since she'd laid eyes on this beautiful creature. Her clit was so swollen and
she was so wet she was practically dripping.

"That's it, that's it," she breathed, "Lick it all over. Lick everywhere. Oh, you are so
good at this."

Makoto replied by licking Yuki even harder. Soon, Yuki was gasping in pleasure. But
suddenly, Makoto's hands were placed on Yuki's flat stomach and began pushing her
hips back below the water. Yuki was confused, but she soon found out why.

"Wh-what? What are you…mmmmmmmmmohhhhh…OHHHHH!! OH YES!!!"

Yuki's hips bucked slightly under the water as Makoto started blowing air bubbles onto
her clit. The tiny bubbles tickled her sensitive organ, and Yuki cried out in pure ecstasy,
squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples tighter and tighter. She whimpered and
cooed as she knew it wouldn't be long now. She was so close…

"YUKI!"

Yuki's eyes burst open and sat straight up as she looked around the bathroom. She
couldn't help but feel a little disoriented. Her right hand was still clamped tightly to her
breast and her left hand was trapped between her legs which had closed around it. The
warm water in the tub had begun to cool. Suddenly, she heard a knock at the door again.

"Yuki, is everything alright in there? You've been in there for almost an hour, and
you're making strange sounds. Are you not feeling well?"

Yuki gave a sad sigh of disappointment.

"No mother, I'm fine. Everything's…fine."

"Alright dear. I'm sorry if I disturbed you."

Yuki stepped out of the tub and began the slow task of drying herself off. Her breasts
and her sex were still very sensitive, but her mother's interruption had killed the mood.

"Ohhh mother, couldn't you have waited 30 seconds?" she whined to herself, "She was
just about to make me come."

Yuki put on her robe and walked into her bedroom. Closing the door, she let her robe
slide off her body to the floor and flopped onto her bed, naked. She brushed her light
purple hair from her eyes as she stared at the ceiling.

"Oh, you were so good," she whispered to herself, rolling onto her side and closing her
eyes…

…The cool grass felt nice under the princess' soft, naked body as she lay in the shade.
Her and Makoto lay side by side, staring deeply into each other's eyes. They were softly
running their hands down the side of each other's body.

"Mmmmm, you were wonderful," Yuki said, softly kissing Makoto's lips.

"Coming from someone who's been with many women, I'll take that as a complement,"
Makoto replied, smiling.

"Well, I haven't been with MANY women. Really only two others."

As Yuki spoke, both women found their hands dipping between each other's legs. Their
fingers danced around each other's clits, softly rubbing and pressing.

"The first woman I was with was a servant girl," Yuki said, "Her name was Mika. She
was so soft-spoken and shy at first. But there was something that attracted us to each
other. Over time, we gradually became closer in hearts and minds. We'd bathe together
and we'd talk about our lives and out families. Over time, our attitudes toward each
other became more intimate, more amorous. I would go to sleep at night and dream of
her coming to my bed, coming to me. And one night, we found ourselves willing giving
our bodies to each other. I don't know what prompted us to come together that first night
like we did, but it felt so good to release our inhibitions."

"That was the first time you were ever with a woman?" Makoto's fingers slowly parted
the folds of Yuki's sex and slowly, she began to insert them inside, as far as they would
go.

"That the first time I was ever…with anyone. Mmmmmmmm."

"Do you like that?"

"Mmmmyes," Yuki sighed seductively, "I can feel your fingers moving around inside
me. I've never felt this before. It feels so good."

Yuki decided it would be unfair to receive this wonderful experience alone. Parting
Makoto's folds, Yuki slowly wiggled her own fingers inside her newfound partner.
Makoto's sex was warm, and so moist inside. But what fascinated Yuki was the soft
tightness as she wiggled her fingers inside Makoto's body.

"Ooooooh…you learn fast," Makoto cooed.

"Mika and I learned fast too," Yuki replied, "We didn't know what we were doing at
first. All we knew was we had this need to give each other the greatest pleasure ever.
We shed our clothes, we kissed, and all through the night we explored our bodies. We
discovered how we liked to be touched. We sucked each other's breasts, we licked each
other. Oh, I'll never forget the night my lovely Mika first licked me. I felt like I was in a
beautiful dream. We had so many wonderful nights together."

"So what happened to her?" Makoto asked.

"Well, she eventually left my father's employ and moved on to a nearby kingdom. It was
hard to let her go, but she was a person after all, and she had her own life to lead.
Besides, I still see her on occasion."

"You said you'd been with two women?"

"Well, yes, but the other one's not quite so personal…Ooooh, I love your fingers."

"Are you almost there?"

"Oh don't worry about me. I can take a lot. How about you?"

"I'm not quite there. You have a while to go yet."

"Oh, that's okay," Yuki smirked, momentarily sliding her fingers even deeper inside
Makoto, causing her to groan, "I'm sure I'm up to the task."

"Mmmmm…me too." Makoto moaned.

"Chizuru was up to the task too. She was a princess who was visiting our kingdom.
Later, in private, she told me that she was engaged to a prince. She truly cared for him,
but she feared that she would not be able to satisfy him. So for the two nights she was
there, I taught her in secret about physical pleasure. I told her that it should give her an
idea of how to approach her prince. I have to say, I was impressed by how much energy
she put into our sessions. She could go for hours without stopping. I don't know what
happened to her after they married, but I'm sure wherever she is, she's making her prince
very happy."

"Well, you've certainly had some interesting experiences," Makoto commented.

"What about this between us? Would you say this is an interesting experience?"

"Let's just say it's unforgettable."

"Well then, let me be the one to extend an open invitation whenever you're in our
kingdom to visit me. I'm sure we can have many more…interesting experiences
together."

Makoto's response was a soft kiss on the Yuki's lips.

"That sounds nice," she said.

The two women began to kiss as their hands remained penetrating each other. Gradually,
their motion became faster, sliding their fingers in and out of each other as their free
hands fondled their large breasts.

"That's it," Yuki breathed, "Faster, faster. Let's come together."

Yuki could hear the wet squishing sounds as the two women kept sliding their fingers in
and out of each other, faster and faster. Gradually, their panting became intermingled
with coos and whimpers of ecstasy. Then the whimpering became replaced by moaning,
louder and louder, until both women were crying out in pure pleasure.

"Oh Makoto," Yuki groaned, "I'm so close! I feel like I'm going to burst at any
moment."

"Me too, me too," Makoto cried, "Oh, it'll be any second now!"

"Makoto, I'm coming!!!"

The air became pierced with the cries of two women at the heights of passion. The word
seemed to disappear as Yuki's vision faded into a white haze…

Yuki sat up, panting as if she'd just run a marathon. She'd thrown a pillow over her face
to muffle her scream as she came. She placed it beside her. The fingers on her left hand
were wet and sticky from being inside her. She grabbed some tissues and wiped her
fluids off her fingers, also taking the time to wipe her sex, which was also dripping wet.
A few more small sensations of pleasure shot thorough her as the tissue touched her
sensitive areas, a testament to the power of her orgasm.

She was too tired to put anything on, so she decided it wouldn't kill her to sleep naked
that night. As she reached for her light switch, she paused to look at two photos. One
was of Makoto. The other was of Yuki holding another girl in a passionate embrace.
They looked so happy together. The girl in the photo resembled Makoto, roughly the
same height, although this girl was a little shorter. Her brown hair flowed freely, and her
breasts weren't as large. Yuki took another small glance at Makoto's photo before
turning out the light.

"Oh Makoto," she said, "I know you can't be like her…"

Yuki then turned off her light, smiling in the dark as she closed her eyes and drifted off to
sleep.

"…but I can dream, can't I?"

The end

Hi everyone. I know it's been a while, but my job doesn't allow me much time for writing.
Hopefully though, I can start writing on a regular basis again. I know there must be a
lot of people out there wondering when I'm going to start writing again. And besides, I
have a lot of story suggestions coming in from readers and I don't want to disappoint
them. Well, on to the story...

Alright folks, obviously, Makoto wouldn't behave like she did in the story, but that's
what sexual fantasies are all about. This probably was a little more vivid than the usual
sexual fantasy, but let's face it. Yuki's the type who never does anything halfway. And
her saga is far from over.

Anyway, did you like the story? Didn't you? What didn't you like? Feel free to express
any opinions you may have. I know a lot of you write to my old e-mail address at
tuxedo@connect.ab.ca, and that's fine, but I'm not always at that address these days. For
a faster response, you might want to write to my hotmail address at
tuxedo52@hotmail.com. Either way, I'll do my best to get back to you as soon as
possible. Later.