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Like a caged beast released, Bae’s ravenousness was swift to surface the moment her and Mumei arrived home. Deft hands had been feeling the fabric of Mumei’s kimono throughout their night stroll by the local festvities, Bae firm in the way she outlines Mumei’s body through her touches. Mumei wasn’t entirely innocent herself either, leaning further into such lascivious touches with her own equally sensual desires.
“Bae–” Mumei’s initial moans were quickly hushed by lips crashing into hers, air escaping through her nostrils as Bae slammed her against the now-shut door. The hand that had been cupping Mumei’s waist the entire night now pressed flat against Mumei’s stomach, digits trailing the hemline of Mumei’s outfit. desire clear in the way Bae’s hand paints a picture of her girlfriend’s naked body underneath the layers of her kimono.
Mumei leans further into Bae’s touches, her arms draping over her girlfriend’s shoulder as she meets the intensity of the friction of their bodies. She lets out a soft moan as her lips get nipped on, Bae’s tongue eventually prodding and making its way into Mumei’s mouth. Mumei’s knees weaken at the greediness of her girlfriend’s movement, hunger clear in the way Bae’s jaw moved as much as it did, her intent in devouring Mumei made prominent. Not that Mumei was any less insatiable, with the way she leans her entire weight against Bae, rubbing against her through the thick fabric of their kimonos.
The distant crackles of fireworks were nothing compared to the rolling pit of passion deep within Mumei and Bae. The feeling of tasting one another is a sensation not lost to them, remnants of ramune and candied apple still lingering as they continue to feel and taste one another. Mumei’s actions were soft, gentle in the way she guided and received Bae’s hunger. They were equally insatiable, yet wanting to satiate the other’s needs.
Such satiation came in the sensations of their kisses and pressed bodies, Mumei trying to grind herself against Bae’s touches, her hands eager in the way they wandered around Mumei’s form.
“Nghh–” To Mumei’s displeasure, Bae suddenly breaks from their make-out session, a rather pointed gaze directed towards Mumei’s outfits. “What?” Mumei coos in a tone that was too condescending for Bae’s taste. “Want me to take it off for you?”
Bae let out a low scowl at the seeming insult, finding great disappointment in herself over the frustration Mumei’s obi had given her. Before Mumei could move her hands towards the aforementioned obi, Bae intercepts her hands, locking them in her own. “No–” Bae replies with quite a tint of exhaustion– Mumei personally finding the fact that her girlfriend had already run out of breath quite adorable. “That wouldn’t be quite fun, would it?”
“What do you have in mind then?” With a coy chuckle, Mumei bit back.
With that challenge, Bae allowed her action to speak as her answer, finding words not satisfying enough to convey her pure unadulterated lust at that moment. Desire bubbled deep within both of them, and Mumei wished to see it through then and there. Bae thought otherwise, however, wanting to relish in the thrill that such anticipation drew forth. She was having so much fun with her girlfriend during their walk outside the festival, and she wanted to savor every minute such a thrilling moment brought to her.
In a swift motion alongside the calculated bend of her knees, Bae picks up Mumei, carrying her weight in an embrace against Mumei’s lower hip. With a chuckle, Mumei complies with this, tightening her grip on Bae, further supporting her own weight against her girlfriend’s.
“Quite strong Bae,” Mumei teases with a chuckle, leaning herself against Bae to better center her gravity, stealing a peck against Bae’s lips. This earns a soft whine from Bae, disappointed from the fleetingness of the kiss. “What?” Mumei continues. “You might lose your balance if I go any further, you know,”
“Kiss me more,” Bae huffs back. “Or else we’re not going anywhere,”
“I’m down to fucking you just by the sofa,” Mumei replies.
“Not enough,” Bae whines further. “Just kiss me, is that so much to ask?”
Mumei fully intended to reciprocate Bae’s request the moment she asked, however she does admit to enjoying making Bae ask for it. It wasn’t the only thing she intended for Bae to beg for tonight, but for now Mumei happily accepts Bae’s request with yet another open mouth kiss.
Saliva trickles between both of their lips as Bae carries Mumei upstairs towards their bedroom, Mumei finding herself holding onto the railings of the stairs in fear of Bae accidentally dropping her. Bae was all too focused on the kiss, and before either of them even realizes it, they have reached the apartment’s bedroom.
Feeling around for the edge of the bed, Bae gently lowers Mumei into the bed, first placing her down in a sitting position before pushing her down even further. Throughout this, their lips remained locked within one another, only breaking occasionally to take in deep breaths of air. Dainty hands claw against Bae’s back, the fabric of Bae’s own kimono quickly getting disheveled from Mumei’s fidgeting. They were both equally hungry for one another, tongues wrestling for dominance in one another’s mouth. Their hungers were hard to quench, as Mumei drags Bae further down with her, resting her back against the bed as she drags Bae alongside on top of her.
“I love you, Bae,” Mumei finds herself whispering in between the intermittent times when Bae would pull away for air. “I really, really love you,”
With this, Bae’s face flushes in an even deeper shade of red, much more vibrant than the reds of her own hair. “I love you too, Mumei,” She replies with as much love and lust, passion burning more than the crackling flames of the fireworks at the festival they attended just earlier. “I love you so, so much,”.
As Bae continued to mutter in a stream of praises and affection, she finds herself sitting atop Mumei, straddling her waist while her hands feel the body underneath Mumeii’s kimono. Her fingers began at the tie of the obi that had frustrated her a while ago, tracing the outline of the hemline of the kimono. Bae’s hands lingered on the tangent of the fabric that served as the collar for the outfit, and with a firm grasp, peels the fabric to reveal the naked body underneath it.
“Oh Mumei,” Bae moans out as her girlfriend’s breast spill out of her own kimono, the sight of the lacey black bra certainly doing things to her. “It’s a front clasp,” Mumei replies with a wink as she takes Bae’s hands towards her own chest. Bae was quick to take the cue, taking off her girlfriend’s bra, revealing the present wrapped within it.
“I want you so bad, Mumei,” Bae whispers as she tosses her girlfriends bra aside.
“I’m all yours,” Mumei replies with a purposeful flutter of her eyelashes.
Leaning down to Mumei, Bae takes a mouthful of Mumei’s breast in her mouth, sucking on the right nipple while her hands busied itself on Mumei’s left. Mumei moans as she feels Bae’s tongue swirl around her nipple, coaxing it to erection and pertness. She made sure that Mumei’s other breast wasn’t left out, squeezing and flicking breast, alternating the groping motions between rolling her nipple between her fingers.
Bae’s teeth gently grasp onto the flesh of Mumei’s chest, her mind half-tempted to just bite down as hard as she could on the softness within her mouth. There was a very prominent clenching sensation that drove Mumei mad with lust, Bae’s own madness reflected in the way she tugged and gnawed mercilessly at her boob. “Bae–” Mumei yelps as one bite in particular digs too deep into Mumei’s flesh, her thighs clench instinctively around Bae in response.
“Oh,” Bae sighs as she pulls away. “My bad,” She whispers, admiring her work below her. There was a very prominent ring of marks around Mumei’s nipple, a clear marking of where Bae had bitten. She leans back down towards that boob, giving the swollen flesh a couple of soothing kitty licks. Mumei moans at the sensation, feeling the softness of her breasts move and press against the moistness of Bae’s tongue.
After a couple more licks, Bae switches sides and takes in Mumei’s other boob in her mouth instead. She repeats the same intermittent methods of ravaging, alternating in an unpredictable pacing from sucking to flicking to the occasional gentle nibbles. It was maddening, the way the softness of Mumei’s breasts simply played and shifted against her. It was as if Mumei was made specifically for her as she is meant for Mumei, with the way they perfectly slot against one another.
To Bae’s surprise, Mumei suddenly pushes her away, at first pressing a knee against Bae’s nether region before pressing both of her hands against Bae’s head, effectively prying her off of her breasts. Bae simply hums out as she looks at her girlfriend below her. Mumei was a mess, a proper work of art panting and heaving in love and lust below her. The way her chest spilled out from the kimono that had once clothed her was a sight that further ignited the coil of lust brewing within her. “Mhm?” Bae asks, wanting to voice her reciprocation towards her girlfriend’s concerns.
“You’re being unfair,” Mumei simply says as she reaches a hand out towards Bae’s collar. “I want to see you too,” She whispers, slipping her hands underneath Bae’s clothes, feeling the warmth of her breasts that were kept behind the clothing. “Strip for me?” Mumei continues, cooing towards her girlfriend.
“Well–” Despite being flustered throughout the entire experience, Bae was more than intent to comply with her girlfriend’s request. “Who am I to say no,” With a careful manipulation of her own obi, Bae unfastens the ribbon that had been keeping her outfit in place. Bae flushes as Mumei’s hands wander across her body while she stripped herself. Her gaze was equally as ravenous, adding to the hotness of her touch. A hand trails the side of her waist beneath the fabric of her kimono, the warmth of Mumei’s palm against her making her feel so… held. It’s as if in that moment, she belongs to Mumei, her touch amplifying this sensation of ownership and belonging even further. Bae felt so loved, so wanted, and the way Mumei’s knees buck purposefully against her nether regions beneath her skirt told Bae that her girlfriend wanted her just as much,
The fabric of her kimono was much less compared to the full-length kimono that Mumei wore so she was able to take it off despite Mumei’s continuous pawing at her. Mumei’s touch remains as her clothing gets stripped off of her, gentle jostling from Mumei aiding Bae in the release of some of the more tedious boots of clothing. After the last sleeve was stripped, Bae tossed her clothes off the bed, leaving herself in just her underwear as she straddled her girlfriend.
“You weren’t wearing a bra?” Mumei comments with a tease, cupping both of Bae’s breast in each of her hands. “How scandalous,”
“I had one, I swear!” Bae tries to defend herself. “I just took it off along with my kimono,”
“Oh, so you’re just that excited?” Mumei smiles, gently coaxing Bae towards a resting position, flipping them over so that she is now laid atop Bae.
“Of… of course I am,” Bae’s retorts were caught in her throat as Mumei began suckling on her breast. Mumei was swift in the way she alternated between Bae’s chest, sucking both of her breats interchangeably at quite a rapid pace. As she sucked on Bae’s chest, a hand trails down Bae’s naked stomach, tracing a line from the valley of her chest, down towards her belly button, Mumei’s fingers resting just atop the hem of Bae’s underwear.
Mumei momentarily pulls away, a string of saliva connecting her lips to the peak of Bae’s nipples as she does. She stares at Bae through her eyelashes, anticipating her girlfriend’s reactions as she begins to rub against the fabric that served as a measly barrier for Bae’s nether regions. The thin silk fabric was quite moist, Bae’s juices already soaking through. “You’re quite excited, aren’t you?” Mumei says with a knowing smirk, grinding her forefinger further into Bae. “Do you want me to take care of you?”
“Please…” Bae replies in a moan, instinctively lifting her legs as a gesture to Mumei. Mumei complies, hooking Bae’s underwear by its hem and pulling it off of her. In one swift motion, Bae’s moist pussy now laid bare in front of Mumei, her girlfriend’s legs spread as a provocative invitation to her. “Mumei, I need you,” Bae says once more, spreading her own legs even further apart, her hands holding onto the underside of her own thighs.
A switch gets turned on within Mumei upon this sight, whatever inhibitions she initially held now gone with the wind. The sight of her girlfriend laying submissive underneath her was too much for her heart to handle, her libido spiking in sheer desire to make love to her. “My my,” Mumei mutters as she adjusts herself. “How can I refuse such an enticing invitation?”
Gentle fingers make their way towards the peak of Bae’s vagina, Mumei tracing outlines around the outer lips of her labia. She takes in the wetness that leaked from Bae’s throbbing core, each of her curious motions sending a shiver down Bae’s spine. “Anh– Mumei…” Bae moans out, twitching at the bolts of pleasure shooting up within her at the sensation of Mumei’s finger pressing against her now-exposed clit.
“You like that?” Mumei asks, to which Bae was barely able to reply in a string of garbled moans. Mumei presses her index and middle finger against Bae’s budding clit, tweaking it and rolling it in between her fingers. “Yes– yes! Nghh, Mumei, you’re so good,” Bae erupts in moans, lifting her pelvis upward to meet the sweet drag of friction that Mumei’s fingers gave her. Mumei started off by rubbing gentle circles, predictable strokes that grew erratic as she began to flick and fondle in an erratic manner. Each motion continued to ignite that burning sensation within Bae’s core, and as she feels herself edging, begins to beg Mumei for the sweet feeling of release.
“Mumei– inside me, please,” Bae moans even more, her thighs reddening as her grip on her self tightens. “I want your fingers to fuck me, Mumei please–”
To Bae’s chagrin, Mumei stops. She continued to straddle Bae, much to the latter’s perplexion. “I have an idea,” Mumei says in a brief explanation, beginning to de-robe herself. There was a purposeful tenseness that Mumei drew out from that moment, as she slowly peels off all of the layers of her own kimono, one by one. It was certainly a show that she put on for Bae, each piece of clothing tossed into the now growing pile discarded by the feet of their bed. Despite her throbbing clit now untouched, Bae felt as if the strip tease that Mumei put on continued to do wonders on her and her libido. They now laid fully naked with one another, ravaged in the way they had both fully envisioned from the start of their festival date.
As the last of Mumei’s clothing fell, she stood up and shifted herself on top of Bae once more. Pointed touches were what signaled Bae to remain still, and after Mumei was satisfied with her adjustments, Bae now finds Mumei’s bare pussy hovering over her own face.
“Can I sit on your face, Bae?” Mumei dresses up her next command as a request, knowing full well what Bae’s answer would be otherwise. “Yes…” Bae replies ever-so softly, Mumei shuddering as she felt the warmth of Bae’s breath against her own throbbing core. Taking the initiative, Bae’s hands grab onto either sides of Mumei’s waist, gently guiding her down into her.
A lustful essence permeates as Bae presses the flat of her tongue against the moistness of Mumei’s pussy. Her deft tongue licks up and down the labia, Bae’s had vigorously bobbing up and down in tandem. She wasn’t sure if the slickness that coated Mumei’s pussy was Mumei’s own moistness or that of Bae’s saliva, however whichever it was, both of them agree that the amazing warmth drawn from the friction was incredibly maddening.
Mumei’s balance momentarily buckles as she finds herself drunk in pleasure, the warmth of Bae’s soft tongue invading her down below quite the overwhelming feeling. She feels the softness of the fleshy tongue prod and lick against her, a loud moan drawn out of her as the flesh intrudes inside her, Bae effectively tongue-fucking Mumei.
Not wanting to be shown up against, Mumei lowers her face into that of Bae’s own pussy– her intent this entire time. Her tongue greets Bae’s still exposed clit this time, as her fingers make their way towards Bae’s entrance, tracing the entrance of the throbbing labia as she plunges two digits at the same time.
“Nghh–” Bae moans underneath Mumei at this sensation, her knees momentarily twitching as Bae gets finger-fucked by her girlfriend. Mumei wasn’t holding back at all, quickly hastening her motions as she pumped her index and middle finger in and out of Bae’s vagina. Her tongue serviced Bae’s clit in familiarly comforting rolling motions, and soon after Mumei inserted another finger. The sensation of both her insides and her sensitive nub being simultaneously stimulated was too pleasurable for Bae, as she allows the passion of her own lust get the better of her. Taking after Mumei’s own action, Bae’s fingers tweaked Mumei’s clit, adding to the stimulation alongside her tongue-fucking, pushing her tongue in and out of Mumei while she rolled her clit in between her fingers.
There was something intimately promiscuous about their current position. They serviced one another’s pleasures while receiving them at the same time, the budding lust growing as they focused on pounding against their girlfriend’s pussy. It was akin to that of a passionate cycle, the thought of being pleasured by one’s partner causing them to work even harder to get their girlfriend to finish first, and the thought continues on and on. For Bae, it was out of a sheer motive of lust, wanting her girlfriend to feel as good as possible. For Mumei it was quite similar, however there was this intent of ravenousness alongside an invincible point of pride.
“Bae– I’m close,” Contrary to her prior thinking, Mumei was the first to break, sitting further down against Bae as the warmth inside her grew even further. It was like a fuse waiting to run down, and she wanted Bae to come alongside her. Almost as if to further elucidate what she wanted, Mumei’s fingers hastened in its pumping, Bae’s pleasurable moans only being muffled by the pussy over her mouth..
A gentle tapping against Mumei’s thighs served as Bae’s signal that she too was close, and with that Mumei allowed herself to fully ride onto release. The sensation of being drowned in Mumei’s slick atop her was what guided Bae to finish as well, her own come squirting all over Mumei as well.
“Wow,” With her last remaining bit of strength, Mumei tosses herself onto Bae right-side up, sinking her face into the crook of Bae’s chest in an embrace. “I loved that so much,”
“We’re so sticky,” Bae replies, wrapping her arms around Mumei in a comforting hug. “But I’m too tired to clean up,”
“We can take a short nap,” Mumei offers, already making herself comfortable against her lover.
“Then continue in the shower?”
“Perfect,”