Are 'Friends' Electric (Misc. K-on fanfiction)

Are 'Friends' Electric
Chaper 1: Mio
(F/F, Futa, Fdom, Humiliation)

Mio whimpered against Tsumugi's hand, clamped like a vice over her mouth. The sound echoed in the small closet but was drowned out by Ritsu's absentminded staccato drumbeats as she swiveled back and forth in her stool. Mio squirmed, the thick length of Tsumugi's meat pressed against her panties, buried in the depression between her cheeks as Tsumugi ground against her, whispering soft susurrations of silence in her ear.

Fresh tears streamed down Mio's face as she wondered why this had to happen... it was such a quiet Friday afternoon before. Mio remembered plucking a simple baseline on her instrument, idly marking time waiting for Ritsu to finish up a makeup test.

"Hello~ Is anyone here," came a soft voice from the hall. Poking her frizzy blonde mop of her hair around the door, Tsumugi looked around the room, smiling at Mio.

"Hello Tsumugi," Mio said, laying her hand across the strings on her bass to quiet it still sitting on the edge of the table.

"I just heard some music on the way home, and I thought I'd see if anyone was here," Tsumugi said, setting her bag by the door walked over toward Mio.

"I was waiting on Ritsu," Mio said, "We were going to go out for some dinner, but she wound up having to take a makeup exam. Honestly, sometimes I don't know what I'm going to do with that girl," Mio said, but she smiled just a little as she said it.

"It's always so nice how two get along," Tsumugi said happily.

"Um.. thank you" Mio stammered, a little embarrassed, "If... if you want, you could come with us."

"Oh," Tsumugi said, raising her hand to her mouth, "I wouldn't want to get in the way of your date."

"N-no, it's fine," Mio said, "I don't think Ritsu would m~ did you say date?" Mio finished, blushing.

"Yes," Tsumugi said breathily, "You two are such a cute couple."

"C-c-c-couple?!" Mio stuttered, turning beet red. "W-what do you mean 'couple'?"

"Well, you know," Tsumugi said, holing up her hands. She made a fork with her first two fingers on either hand, like two legs, before interlocking them and rubbing the two suggestively.

Mio's mortified squawk harmonized with the tortured squeal from her bass as she slid off the table landing with a meaty slap on the floor. Tsumugi rushed over to help her up.

"Oh heavens, Mio, are you alright?" She asked, carefully gripping Mio by the arm, assisting her to her feet.

"I think so.... ow," Mio yelped, looking at her hand. A narrow abrasion ran along the inside of her first knuckle where her guitar had cut her hand. "B-b-b-b..." she stammered, feeling woozy.

"Oh no," Tsumugi said, "It's bleeding." Mio nodded, too squeamish to answer out loud. Tsumugi quickly helped her unhook her bass, setting it on the table and switching off the amp. "Here," she said softly, taking Mio's hand gingerly in her own, "Let me..." So saying, she lifted Mio's hand to her mouth, taking the length of her finger in and gently sucking.

Mio's blush shifted colours from fire-engine red to almost purple as she felt Tsumugi's warm mouth engulf her finger. Mio was too stunned to even faint as she felt Tsumugi's hot, wet tongue swirl around her wounded digits.

Snapping back to reality, Mio jerked her hand free from Tsumugi's mouth, holding it to her own. "W-w-what are you doing?" she asked, barely above a whisper.

"I'm just trying to help," Tsumugi said, smiling gently as she stepped in close to Mio. Taking Mio's wounded hand, she raised it over her head. "Elevating a wound will slow the bleeding."

"I-I-I don't think it's that serious," Mio stammered, trying shy away from Tsumugi's awkwardly close body. She yelped as Tsumugi used her leverage to hold Mio in place, closing what little gap remained between the two girls. Mio turned her head away, whimpering, as Tsumugi leaned in close, inhaling deeply the scent of Mio's hair and the panicky sweat along her neck Nervous nausea made her stomach do flips as Tsumugi pressed her body lewdly against Mio's.

"Please," Mio whimpered, "Stop it."

"You know," Tsumugi said, ignoring Mio's words, "I joined the club because of you two."

"T-Two?" Mio stammered, squirming to escape from Tsugumi, who began running her hands along Mio's side, just brushing the underside of her breast.

"Yes," Tsumugi said, "You and Ritsu. You were such an adorable pair... I imagined all the things we could do together.... I just didn't know how to ask to be part of it." Tsumugi captured Mio's neck, sucking gently on the exposed ivory expanse as Mio struggled to get free. Embarrassment and fear collaborated against her, and she could do little more than jerk feebly in Tugumi's embrace.

"But," Tsugumi continued, "Finding out you and Ritsu weren't a couple well... parts of me were sad... I'd hate to think of you spending your nights alone. But," she whispered into Mio's ear, "When I realized that meant I could have you all to myself, well... other parts of me were glad. Very glad. "

Tsumugi giggled, and whispered again, "Can you guess which ones?"

It took Mio a few moments to realize what Tsumugi meant, but then she could feel it, the hot length of shaft barely contained below Tsumugi's skirt pressing against her belly. Adrenaline surged, and she tried to shake Tsumugi free, but it was futile. "You-you're a B-b-b..."

"A boy?" Tsumugi laughed, taking Mio's free hand and pressing it to her breast through the material of her blouse. Mio tried to pull her hand away, but Tsumugi held it steady, grinding her palm against it. "That doesn't feel like a boy, now does it... even with pads. No," she said, licking the beads of sweat from the delicate, pale hollows formed in Mio's neck, the muscles stretched taut with fear, "I'm a special case. My father was going to send to a special hospital when I got to puberty," Tsumugi continued, "But I convinced him not to... I can be very persuasive if I put my mind to it."

Mio was sobbing now, too quietly to be heard, tears running down her face leaving dark spreading circles across her blouse as Tsumugi humped the barely contained length of her skirt-swaddled cock against Mio's belly. She shuddered again but couldn't muster resistance as Tsumugi began to open her blazer, and then her blouse, exposing her plain white cotton bra.

"Your tits are beautiful," Tsumugi whispered in Mio's ear, making the poor girl screw her eyes shut tight in shame.

"Don't say things like that," Mio whined.

"Why not," Tsumugi said, trailing kisses down Mio's collarbone, "They're beautiful tits, soft and milky white... I want to kiss them for days; to bite them and flick them and tease them," she continued mercilessly as Mio turned more and more red," I want to lick the sweat from your cleavage, I want to rub my cunt all over them and make you lick it up..."

"Stop it, stop it!" Mio begged, "Don't say things like that, I can't stand it!"

"Then why are your nipples so hard," Tsumugi teased, flicking her tongue over the nearly thumb-thick nub poking up through the thin cotton of Mio's bra. "They're gorgeous... they look like blueberries... i wonder how big your areola are," she muttered before biting down on the cotton swathed nipple and pulling it tight.

Mio howled in shock as much as pain, thrashing her head from side to side. Tsumugi let go, letting the nipple snap back into place as she seized the back of Mio's head, wadding a fistful of hair to hold her still as she stole a passionate kiss from the sobbing girl.

"Mio! Hey, Mio!" A voice echoed down the hallway. Blind panic showed in Mio's face as she recognized Ritsu's voice.

"Oh no.... no... NO!" She sobbed, struggling again to get free from Tsumugi.

"Ooh," Tsumugi teased, "We're caught. Wonder how we're going to explain this... Hey," she continued, brightly, fondling Mio's tit lewdly, "Maybe she wants to join?"

"No!" Mio shouted, quickly clapping her hand over her mouth as she realized how loud she was.

"Mio! You in the club room?" Ritsu shouted again, nearing the door.

"Please! PLEASE!" Mio begged fervently, "Don't let her see me like this... I- I- I couldn't stand it... I'll d- do anything!"

"Really," Tsumugi slowly, seeming to weigh the pros and cons.

"Hurry! Please!" Mio begged again, trying to jerk free. Finally, Tsumugi let her go, and Mio stumbled to the side. Cornered, with no time to right herself or her clothes, her eyes scanned the room briefly before dashing for a small cupboard in the corner, throwing open the door and diving in. She had a brief moment of respite before she felt Tsumugi's warm body move in behind her.

"W-what are you DOING!" Mio hissed as quietly as she could, risking a peak out the small gap in the door to see Ritsu enter the music room and look around quizzically.

"I'm claiming my 'anything'," Tsumugi whispered back, her body moulding against Mio's back, her hands circled Mio's waist and pressed her ass against Tsumugi's crotch.

Mio clenched her fist, biting down on her thumb to keep from crying as Tsumugi loosened both of their skirts, letting them fall to the floor. Looking down, under her arm, she could see a thick mat of bush growing around the edges of a thin pair of bikini panties, which only served to keep the throbbing shaft of Tsumugi's cock upright. Mio gasped at the sight of it, it wasn't long, a scant few inches, but it was easily as thick around as a zucchini. The head was thin and tapered looking, and body bulged obscenely from the wrinkled collar of foreskin down.

Tsumugi clung to Mio's back, whispering in her ear, "Do you like what you see? Doesn't it make your little pussy just throb."

"No, no," Mio hissed again, "It's filthy.... it's obscene..."

"And yet you're WET," Tsumugi said, slipping her hand into Mio's panties, the tips dancing merrily along the juice-slick lips of her gash.

"It's not... I mean... You had your hands on me..." Mio whimpered, hiding her face in the far corner of the closet, "I can't control it."

"That's because you love it," Tsumugi whispered into Mio's ear, suckling at the lobe and making Mio mewl quietly into her hand again. "It's why you're so embarrassed, you imagine all those lewd eyes staring at you, you want anonymous hands to fondle your milky tits, to shove their fingers in you cunt and stretch it open so they can see inside..."

Mio just sobbed, shaking her head over and over as Tsumugi humped her throbbing shaft along the crease of Mio's ass. She looked out the gap in the door to watch Ritsu, though... she didn't want to be disturbed before the main course.

Ritsu just kind of sat around, though. Tsumugi saw her looking at Mio's bag and Bass, so she was pretty sure Ritsu realized Mio was still here. With that same devious smirk, she whispered in Mio's ear "I'm going to rape you." She giggled as Mio shuddered but didn't say anything, "I'm going to cram my cock so far up your dripping cunt you could taste it in the back of your throat when I come, and I'll make you beg me to pump you full of spunk."

Ripples of perverse pleasure surged through Tsumugi as Mio sobbed again and again, vainly trying to stifle her cries, "That is, unless you stop me. Look," Tsumugi breathed in Mio's ear, guiding her face toward the gap around the doors, "Ritsu's still here. I bet she'd come help if you asked."

Mio's head shot up, a brief flare of hope shinning behind her eyes as she opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Cold fear and shame warred on her face as she struggled to say something, to call out for help that was just a few feet away.

"That's it. Just call out," Tsumugi urged cruelly, "One little shout, and she'll burst in and save you. I mean sure," she continued, cheek to cheek with the still sniffling girl, "She'll see you open-shirted, your skirt around your ankles, pussy dripping while you're being rapped by the freak of nature daughter of a famous CEO... Then there'll be cops, and reporters, and you'll have to tell what happened in lurid detail to an endless parade of strangers..." Tsumugi laughed again as the light of hope died slowly in Mio's eyes. "Maybe my daddy would pay off the newspapers to keep it quiet... maybe. The tabloids I'm sure, though, would run the story into the ground, complete with pictures... they'll put a little black bar over you eyes, though, won't that be thoughtful."

Mio slumped against the far corner of the closet, hanging her head. She could do it, even to save herself, she couldn't expose herself like that to so many people, especially not her best friend.

"Oh, can't do it," Tsumugi said, eyeing the nearly broken girl. "That's ok, I can do it for you..." Opening her mouth and taking a deep breath, as if to shout, Tsumugi felt a wildly scrambling Mio trying to cover her mouth. "What's wrong, do you want to be raped?"

Mio was nearly hysterical, crying and shaking her head no.

"Then all we have to do is make a little noise and it's all over... You'll be safe," Tsumugi said with the same sinister grin, "I'll tell the police and the teachers and your parents and all your friends that it was all my fault. That you never wanted me to fondle your tits till your nipples got hard, it's not your fault your snatch was dripping wet, that's because I was whispering such pervy things in your ears while I fingered you, that you never intended to let me grind my cock against your ass till a puddle of precum stained the top of your panties..."

"NO!" Mio yelped, her eyes wide as saucers as she watched Ritsu's ears perk up.

"Look," Tsumugi said, pointing at Ritsu walking toward the closet, "She's coming over anyway... put your best scared face on, she'll probably believe you were being raped." Tsugumi whispered again, giving the mental knife a final twist as they watched Ritsu approach the closet. Stopping just outside it, she bent over, and turned, talking back to her drums with the stool that was propped just outside.

Mio let out the breath she was holding, not even realizing she held it as she gasped against her own hand in the stifling closet.

Ritsu began to tap absentmindedly on the drums, not really following any rhythm or pattern, just killing time.

"Now then," Tsumugi said, "We have some cover noise... I'll have to really shout to make sure she hears me...."

"Don't!" Mio pleaded, still sobbing, "Just... just don't. I'm b-b-begging you."

"Begging me," Tsumugi said, "Begging me to do what?"

"Don't... don't say anything," Mio whimpered, "Just promise me you'll never tell anyone and you can... do whatever you want..."

"I'm not sure what you mean," Tsumugi said, leaning close to Mio again. She grabbed a hank of hair and pulled Mio's head back so it was even with her own. "You have to tell me exactly what you mean."

"Don't say anything... don't... tell anyone about this and... and you can have s-s-s-s-" she stuttered softly. "SEX!" she finally blurted, clenching her eyes in shame. "With me."

"So," Tsumugi said, as though she was talking her way through an algebra problem, "You want me to keep quiet about all this, not tell anyone. And in exchange, you'll fuck me"

Mio winced at Tsumugi's crude choice of words, but she nodded anyway. Tsumugi seemed to think it over for a few moments before saying, "Why should I?"

Mio was stunned. "But... but I thought... isn't that what you wanted?"

"Yes," Tsumugi said, "But why should I do it the way YOU want. Why shouldn't I just fuck you and then scream about it from the rooftops."

"Please no!" Mio pleaded, her eyes shining. "I'm begging you, I'll do... whatever you say, whatever you want me to, but I'm begging you not to tell anyone."

"You're begging me to rape you?" Tsumugi said innocently. Mio nodded, but Tsumugi just stared at her, challenging her to speak up.

"P-please, Tsumugi... I w-w-w-want you to r-r-r.... to r-r-rape me!" Mio finally spat, shuddering, "Rape me, do whatever you want with me, but don't tell anyone, I'm begging you!"

"Oh Mio," Tsumugi said, grabbing her tits and squeezing them in her hands cruelly, twisting them in savage hands as she ground her cock into the meat of Mio's ass, "Oh my slutty little cunt... I love to listen to you beg for it. I'm going to make you come so hard you scream.

Reaching down between Mio's legs, Tsumugi peeled aside her damp panties, fingering her gently. "Oh my," She cooed softly under the broken cadence of Ritsu's listless drumming, "You keep your bush so neatly trimmed. I bet your snatch is so cute... I want to see it... I want to touch it with both hands, to finger you and stroke you and cram my fist so far up you you'll scream my name..." Tsumugi hissed in a sultry tone, feeling Mio's pussy twitch with each perverse syllable. "I want to eat you like a peach, I'll suck you dry of pussy juice and sweat and piss and come till you can't stand.. I want you to dream about me sucking your cunt at night and beg for more in your sleep, I want to take a thousand pictures of your pussy and just roll around in them fingering myself to memories of your perfect cunt."

Mio tried to drown out Tsumugi's litany of filth, but the timbre and beat were etched into her mind, the words echoed like lyrics, reverberating in the corners of her mind to the tattoo of Ritsu's aimless drums, driving her mad with shame, and firing a perverse fire in her pussy that she never knew before.

Tsumugi peaked out of the corner of her eye at Ritsu, watching her while she fingered Mio's pussy. Ritsu had moved from the drums, and was doing huge, grandstanding arm circles with Mio's bass. A yelp spelled minor disaster, as she saw Ritsu shaking her hand, sucking on the finger. She watched the other girl put the instrument down and hurry out the door, likely to go to the Nurse's office. This was the perfect time to take the next step.

The slap of hot, meat against her thigh shook Mio from her trance, and she felt Tsumugi begin to stroke her cock between the dark-haired girl's legs. Tsumugi grunted, rubbing her juice-slicked hand around the head of her cock to get it ready. "Last chance," She taunted a final time, rubbing the head of her cock at the entrance to Mio's pussy, "Before I bury my cock in that dripping snatch of yours."

Mio shook her head, her face buried in her hands unable to speak... she had nothing left to fight back with, and with one savage thrust Tsumugi broke the last of her spirit along with her hymen.

Clapping her hand over Mio's mouth to stifle the scream, Tsumugi reveled the feeling of been root deep in the tightest virgin pussy she'd ever had the chance to sample. She nearly came as Mio's pussy twitched around her, gripping the invading member like a velvet lined gauntlet. Muttering soft soothing words, she gently stroked Mio's belly with her free hand, trying to calm the girl to keep her from losing control. She likely didn't even know Ritsu was gone from the room... which meant humiliating her was going to be even better now.

"Can you feel it," Tsumugi said aloud, startling Mio and taking her hand off of her mouth, "Does it feel good, that burning length of cock buried in your sweet little cunny..."

"Shh," Mio begged quietly, "Please, not so loud."

Tsumugi drew back, thin pink ribbons of fluid dripping from her shaft, and drove it home in a vicious thrust, making Mio squall before she buried her face in her elbow to stifle her own cries.

"Sorry," Tsumugi said, drawing back and delivering another savage stroke that lifted Mio off he feet for a fraction of a second, making her scream into her arm, "I can't hear you... speak up!"

Mio just shook in the corner, grunting with each thrust as Tsumugi pounded her throbbing cock into her tender pussy over and over. Tsumugi hooked her left arm under Mio's, grabbing her by the shoulder and pulling her back with every thrust, impaling her to the thickest part of her root with every thrust while her other hand flicked Mio's clit, pinching and stroking the exposed nub of flesh and making Mio shake.

Mio was a wreck, her breath was ragged gasps gulped wildly between thrusts of the vile cock inside her as sweat and tears and snot rolled down her burning face. The burning pain of her torn insides was slowly diffusing with the knowledge in her heart that as the pain subsided, she could feel the first strains of her orgasm building. Silently she begged the universe to let Tsumugi come first to spare her the shame of being raped till she came.

"You feel it don't you," Tsumugi said, resting her head on Mio's shoulder as she drove herself home in slow, forceful strokes. "The burning ache deep in your little pussy, the molten core of your cunt building up pressure against the walls of your shame and your fear and your pain until it explodes..."

"No... no... no..." Mio squeaked, each thrust of Tsumugi's cock coaxing the pleading syllable from her lips as she tried to force what Tsumugi was saying out of her mind.

"I can feel it... you pussy is grabbing my cock like fist, it's the best feeling in the world when a first class slut learns how much she loves COCK!" she shouted, slamming herself into Mio with such force she plowed the two of them against the wall of the cupboard, sending papers and boxes tumbling from the upper shelves.

"NO! NO! NO!" Mio bawled, her hip and shoulder banging against the wall of the cupboard with ever thrust as Tsumugi delivered a punishing barrage of strokes, pounding herself into Mio, sending pain roaring through Mio's cunt. "Please, Tsumugi!" she cried, not caring anymore, "It hurts... You're going to tear me apart..."

"So," Tsumugi grunted, still pounding away, "You're the one the begged for this, begged me to rape you, to use you," she continued, emphasizing each phrase with a brutal stroke. "I'm giving you what you want," she growled, grabbing Mio's hair and dragging the girl upright, slamming her against he wall of the cramped closet. "So TAKE. IT. ALL." she finished, slamming home with every malice-dripping word.

Tsumugi was panting hard as well, she could feel the wellspring of cum bubbling through the base of her cock, and knew she was coming soon too. She had to deliver the final humiliation to make Mio her's forever.

"Are you read for my come, Mio? Do you want it?" she asked, her thrusts increasing in tempo.

"What... come.. I..." Mio muttered, lost to herself again.

"I said, "I'm going to come"... now, I can pull out... but that means I spray you top to bottom with my spunk," Tsumugi taunted, "It'll be in your hair, on your face, smeared and streaked all over your clothes... You'll have to go home like that, sprayed with cum from head to toe... nothing looks like cum on a school uniform. Everyone who sees you will know... Seems a waste to go through all this trouble to hide everything, and then give it away like that."

Mio cringed, she new what Tsumugi was getting at, but she couldn't say it without hearing it from Tsumugi first. Tsumugi panted in Mio's ear taunting her, trying to force Mio to make a choice fast. "Now where on earth are we going to put all the cum you've coaxed out of me?"

Mio sobbed softly, "C-c-come inside me..."

"What?" Tsumugi inquired, "What do you want me to do?"

"I'm begging you... Don't pull out." Mio sniveled, she didn't have the strength to be ashamed anymore, "Come inside me, I want you to... I-I'm begging you to."

Tsumugi laughed grinding her crotch against Mio's as with each thrust, "You're BEGGING me to come inside you now?"

"I... Please," she "Please I just want to go home... I want to go home and pretend like this never happened... I'm begging you, don't mark my clothes... you can come inside my p-p... my p-p-p...." she stammered, fumbling across the word, "Just... just come inside me please!"

"I've never been begged more sweetly," Tsumugi sneered, her pace increasing, driving herself wildly into Mio's cunt, both of them grunting with every thrust, the cabinet shaking with the force of her movements, neither caring about giving themselves away now as Tsumugi drove both of them to orgasm.

"Here it comes," she chanted into Mio's ear, sweat damp straw-blond hair flying wildly with every thrust, "It's coming and it's going to fill you up, I told you I'd make you beg me to full you with cum," she growled, reaching down to finger Mio's clit wildly, "I knew you were a slut from the start, I knew you'd be MY slut... so get ready."

"Please... please... please..." Mio whimpered over and over again, not sure what she was begging for, as Tsumugi drove them over the edge of orgasm.

"Take it NOW," Tsumugi shouted, driving herself home and grabbing Mio's clit and pinching it hard, pulling it. Mio screamed as Tsumugi's throbbing cock began to spray cum inside her. Mio wailed as her own orgasm accompanied Tsumugi's hot spunk filling her from the inside. Jet after burning jet sprayed into her insides as she shook, her knees weak, only Tsumugi grip on her holding her upright. It was almost a full minute before their passion subsided, Tsumugi's cock slowly deflating and withdrawing as Mio slumped to floor. Tsumugi, panting, peeked out of the closet to make sure it was still clear, then stepped out, pulling her skirt after her and closing the door on the weeping girl. Pulling her skirt up to rights, and brushing her fingers through her hair, she began to pack away Mio's bass and the equipment. She was almost done when Ritsu came back with a gauze pad on her hands.

"Oh... hey Mugi-chan" She said. Tsumugi smiled at the energetic girl. "Hey, you haven't seen Mio around, were supposed to meet like a half hour ago, but..."

"I saw her," Tsumugi said, coughing to cover the sudden weeping cry from the Cupboard. "Sorry.. I said, I saw her earlier... poor thing cut her hand on her strings."

"Yeah," Ritsu said, holding up her hand, "I kinda did too. I think that thing's cursed."

Tsumugi laughed, "She got a bandage, but she said she was feeling lightheaded... I told her I'd get her stuff for her and she could go on home."

"Ah rats... well, thanks for being a friend," Ritsu said, clapping Tsumugi on the back. "Hey, wanna go out and get something to eat maybe?"

"That sounds lovely," Tsumugi said as the two girls walked out of the classroom, "I think I'd like to spend some alone time with you..."

Their talk receded into the hallway as the door on the cupboard opened a thin crack, the soft summer sunset shining on a weeping girl vainly scrabbling to cram handfuls of leaking blood-streaked cum back into her pussy to keep it from staining her skirt....

* * *

This is the first of probably several chapters based in the K-On anime/manga universe.

Originally this wasn't intended to be quite so... harsh. It was going to me more of a "oops, cramped spaces, on noes, a penis!" sort of story, but My mental picture of Tsumugi snapped somewhere around the finger sucking...

As always, any and all comments and critiques appreciated.

well, if that was ever messed up.

Thank you both for your responses.

And, yes, rape fantasy of this nature is a niche fetish, but I can only write what the muse inspires, as it were.

I don't doubt there are several spelling and some minor grammatical errors in it. I have a terrible, terrible time proofing my own work, but I'll do my best to go back and fix what I can find. I'm intending for this to extend into a series of several stories (probably one for each of the girls), and I've already started on the Mugi x Ritsu one(it's going to be in the same vein, though).

Also, I have several other stories on the board here (most should be on the first two pages...) If you care to read them, I'd love to receive feedback and criticisms.

Yeah, well at leas you have a fuckin' muse! I can write like that, but half the time I can't get my head to form the story so I have something to write. It's just a bunch of images and sounds and what have you

Holy hell, this is one freaking hot story! :D

You certainly are talented with words, this is now my favorite story. I would have added a bit of impreg-themed stuff at the end but otherwise it's perfect!

Are 'Friends' Electric:
Chapter 2

(F/F, Drug, Futa, NC, Oral, WS)

Ritsu's brow was furrowed, and she wrinkled her nose a bit at first, but other than that she didn't respond. Tsumugi laughed, slapping Ritsu's cheek again with the faintly glistening head of her cock several times. Ritsu didn't seem to be aware, other than to mumble a few slurred words, so Tsumugi nestled the length of her meat across the bridge of Ritsu's nose, framing the perfect picture with her cellphone camera.

"Say cheese!" She breathed brightly. Ritsu mumbled something softly in her stupor as the cell phone clicked off several stills. Tsumugi still couldn't believe how easy had been to set things up this time.

After her 'rendezvous' with Mio she convinced Ritsu that the other girl had gone home, and they had gone out for the evening. A little karaoke (till they got thrown out for Ritsu's antics) and some dinner, and it was about time to call it a night.

"Hey, Mugi-chan," Ritsu said, "This was fun."

"Yes," Tsumugi responded, "It was. I don't get to get out with friends much. I'm glad."

Ritsu looked a little thoughtful. "So... you want to keep going?"

"Hmm?"

"Just saying, my mom and pop are out of town this weekend... if you think your parents would let you, we can grab some snacks and make a night of it."

Tsumugi's eyes lit up at the possibilities. "Really? Oh, that sounds wonderful." Tsumugi took out her cell, and dialed. "...yes. I'm sorry it's later than usual, but I was out with a friend... yes... yes, it was fun... I'm going to be staying at her home this evening... yes.... good night to you too."

"Heh.. man," Ritsu said, her fingers locked together behind her head, "Your dad's pretty easygoing."

"Oh, that wasn't my father," Tsumugi said, putting her phone away, "Father is usually in the office till quite late. I was just letting the maid know I wasn't going to be home so she could take the night off."

"The maid?" Ritsu mouthed silently behind Tsumugi, who turned and pointed at a little convenience store.

"What about there? We can pick up some snacks and things".

The two girls poked through the fairly empty store, and Tsumugi watched the way the greasy-faced cashier tracked their thighs and asses around, she even gave him a little flash of panty when she turned a corner behind Ritsu as they looked for sweets. She also knew the way he was watching her, she'd need a distraction if she was going to pick up something "special".

"Hey, Ritsu," Tsumugi said, feigning embarrassment, "I was just.... well, since we're being a little naughty already... you think if we sweet-talk the guy at the counter, he'd sell us some beer?"

"What, really?" Ritsu asked, surprised. When Tsumugi nodded, she shrugged. "Huh... usually when I'm out with Mio, she tries to talk me out those kinds of stunts."

"Oh," Tsumugi said, "So... do you think we shouldn't do it?"

"Are you kidding," Ritsu said with broad grin, "Just let me at him."

Tsumugi watched Ritsu saunter over to the counter and start talking with the guy... fortunately, what Ritsu lacked in subtlety and charm she more than made up for with enthusiasm. Which is exactly the distraction Tsumugi was looking for. Walking down the isles between the displays, just out of the cashier's sight, she quickly grabbed a handful of individual packets of allergy medicine, the night-time kind, and tucked them in her blazer pocket.

Bringing the snacks and drinks up, she smiled at the cashier, who was still clearly telling Ritsu "...are you crazy? Even if wanted to 'get an eyeful of this'," he said with exaggerated hand gestures, "I'm not selling beer to a couple of teenagers."

"Fine," Ritsu huffed, "See if I shop here again."

"You haven't even shopped here this time!" he growled, "Now pay up and leave."

"It's ok, Ritsu," Tsumugi said, waving at Ritsu to back down, "I'll take care of this." Ritsu stuck her tongue out at the guy behind the counter and snatched up her bag, walking out the door. Reaching into her pocket, Tsumugi started peeling off crisp five thousand yen bills, laying three of them on the counter. She laughed as the man's eye's widened in shock. "What's all this for?"

"Well this," Tsumugi said, wiggling the first bill toward the attendant, "Is for our snacks. This one," She said, pushing a second one forward, "Is for that nice case of 'sodas' that you're going to get from the cooler for us. And this one," She said, pushing the last one over, "Is a tip for being just so helpful... that is, if you ARE going to be helpful?"

Ritsu scowled and pouted the rest of the way home. "How did you DO that?"

"You just have to know how to talk to people," Tsumugi bubbled pleasantly.

The two unpacked in Ritsu's room, and both opened beers. Ritsu, it seemed, wasn't entirely unfamiliar with it. She was energetic as always, and the two spent time listening to music, watching TV, and playing games. Tsumugi also took the opportunity form time to time to switch out their drinks. Ritsu never noticed, and after an hour, Tsumugi had managed to feed Ritsu the equivalent of three beers to her one.

Excusing herself to the bathroom, Tsumugi prepared the next part of her surprise. Opening the packets of allergy medicine, she crushed them on the Formica countertop with a handy jar, scraping them off on a mirror.

"This should be enough to put Ritsu under," Tsumugi thought as she emptied the crushed pills back into an medicine packet, She mixed the crushed pills with a little bit of hot water, stirring them with a nail file till it was a thick paste, so it wouldn't cause the beer to foam over when she dumped it in. Slipping her surprise in her shirt pocket, she headed back to the room.

"Ha~ Mugi-chan," Ritsu said, her voice already a little slurred, "Here ya go," she said, handing her a newly opened beer. "You know, this was a lotta fun," she garbled. "Hang on... I gotta get us some music." She handed her beer to Tsumugi and wobbled for the stereo. Tsumugi, meanwhile, pinched the crushed drugs from the foil packet into Ritsu's beer while her back was turned, handing it back with a smile when she returned. "Here's to us!" she said raising her beer.

"Yes, two good friends, and a Mickey Finn," Tsumugi said, tapping her beer against Ritsu's. Smiling at Ritsu's puzzled expression, she replied, "You probably don't know them.. "

"They touring?" Ritsu asked

"Oh, yes, been around a while... Very popular in bars..."

Ritsu simply shrugged and chugged. Tsumugi sipped more gingerly, and smiled as Ritsu grimaced. "Ugh... I think these get more bitter the more you drink..."

Ritsu's sonorous snores less than twenty minutes later told Tsumugi that everything was probably ready, but she gave it forty-five just be on the safe side, before slipping off her skirt and shirt. She stretched, posing in front of Ritsu's full length mirror in her bra and panties, watching Ritsu drool into her pillow passed out across her bed.

Tsumugi ran her hands down her stomach, caressing her hips and the top of her mons. She hissed softly as both her organs began to stir. Her cock, zucchini thick despite it's modest length, flooded with blood, engorging along with the lips of her cunt. She gently stroked her cock, rolling the foreskin around the head as she eyed Ritsu's comatose form.

Her sensuous smile was broad, but cold, and her hips hips swayed as she stalked over to the bed, her cock bobbing free over the top top of her panties. Tsumugi unbuttoned Ritsu's shirt, her blazer discarded earlier in the evening, making a little moue at the brunette's cute, polka dotted bra.

Ritsu stirred, and mumbled something in her stupor. "Shh... it's ok," Tsumugi whispered softly, "I'm just helping you change for bed.."

Straddling Ritsu's legs, still hanging over the edge of the bed, Tsumugi rolled up the cups of Ritsu's bra, exposing her nipples. She pinched them, rolling the little knobs between her fingers and tugging them up. She could feel them stiffening in her fingers, responding to her touch.

She let them go, caressing Ritsu's breasts and sides as the moved her hands down, unhooking her skirt, pulling it off. She stepped back, parting Ritsu's legs slightly to get better access to her pussy. She rubbed Ritsu's sex through her matched polka-dotted panties, smiling as it slowly became damp. Ritsu moaned faintly in her sleep, stirring fitfully as her pussy lips swelled, sensual curves outlined in the damp cotton of her panties.

Tsumugi stood, pulling off her panties as she licked her lips in anticipation. Climbing up onto the bed, Tsumugi pulled Ritsu's bra completely off as she straddled her chest. She locked her knees on either side of Ritsu's ribs, laying her cock between Ritsu's breasts. Tsumugi sighed, biting her lip as she began to grind herself against Ritsu, her pussy leaving a thin trail of juice on Ritsu's chest. Tsumugi slid backward, dragging her cock through the glistening slick to lubricate it as she thrust against Ritsu's body.

Mumbling, Ritsu began to stir. She finally managed to slur "M-Mugi-chan, what's.... what's happening?"

Leaning down, Mugi whispered, "It's ok, Ritsu... you spilled some beer on you... we're just going to wash it off. Here," she said, cupping her arms on either side of Ritsu's head, watching her slack face, "Do you feel it... that nice, warm cloth," she said, stroking herself along Ritsu's chest.

"Oh... that's nice," Ritsu managed, her head rolling to one side as Tsumugi sat up, seizing the languorous girl's nipples again, pulling her breasts as close together as she could. She barely managing to squeeze them against the sides of her cock, and both she and Ritsu moaned, one in pleasure the other in pain.

Pinching both nipples together with one hand, Tsumugi took her cellphone off the table beside the bed. She opened it up and prepped the camera. This was a perfect opportunity to get some leverage to keep Ritsu quiet, if she needed it. Mio was so shy she could be cowed with just the threat of exposing their little tryst... but Tsumugi doubted Ritsu would be as accommodating.

She framed the shot carefully, snapping a couple of pics of the tip of her cock, protruding obscenely from Ritsu's breasts just under her chin. She made sure that her hands and legs weren't in the shot.. in the end, it wouldn't really matter, nobody would think they belonged to Tsumugi anyway. Tsumugi, however, wanted to leave the option in place of convincing Ritsu they belonged to someone else, just in case she ever needed to use Ritsu for something.

Smiling to herself, Tsumugi climbed onto the bed beside Ritsu's head, letting her shaft fall across her forehead with a meaty slap, amusing herself by twitching the muscles and slapping it several times against the ivory expanse below her bangs. Giggling, she spat on her fingers, slicking the saliva over the head of her cock. Gripping it by the base, she carefully streaked "idiot" across her forehead. She turned Ritsu's head so the glistening syllables reflected the lamplight and stood out clearly, laying her cock across Ritsu's lips before taking a few more pictures.

Still gripping her cock at the base, she bent over, speaking low in Ritsu's ear. "It's time to brush your teeth, honey, open up..."

"Huh..." Ritsu mummered "Oh... it's the pink one... my brush," she said, her voice garbled and slurred still.

"Oh, don't worry," Tsumugi laughed, "I've got a nice pink one for you... open wide."

Gently holding Ritsu's jaw open, Tsumugi slowly slid the head of her penis in. She moaned at the warmth engulfing her member as she thrust inside, short, hard strokes jabbing the head against Ritsu's cheeks, scrubbing it on her tongue. She watched it slide in, just the head at first, but then further and further as Ritsu opened her mouth. She jammed it in again and again, the head visible as it stretched the skin in Ritsu's cheek. Ritsu gagged and sputtered, trying to talk.

"Shhh.... it's ok," She hissed, holding Ritsu's jaw open, "Don't talk, don't bite down... it'll all be over in just a little while." Any reply Ritsu could have made was garbled around Tsumugi's thick cock. Ritsu's brought her arms up lethargically, flapping them ineffectually at Tsumugi, who took hold of one of Ritsu's hands. "Here, you can help," she said, guiding it to the base of her meat, "Just hold here."

Ritsu's grip was fairly feeble; she did little more than stroke at the base of Tsumugi's throbbing cock, which suited Tsumugi just fine. She took the time to snap a few more pictures as her thick shaft buckled as it pressed against the back of Ritsu's mouth. Spit bubbled around the intruding member leaving streamers of drool as Ritsu's breathing laboured.

Ritsu began to struggle against Tsumugi, though weakly, trying to turn her head. Tsumugi grabbed a hank of hair, holding her head still as she started to drive herself deeper into Ritsu's mouth. "Just hold on, Ritsu," she cooed softly, beads of sweat sliding slowly down her face, "It's almost over... just hold on."

Tsumugi was up on her knees now, her hips bucking as she drove the vein studded length of her cock into Ritsu's throat. Both of Ritsu's hands were scrabbling feebly to push Tsumugi free, one still gripping her shaft, as though by reflex, the other tangled in the thick bush of hair surrounding Tsumugi's paired genitals. Each grunting thrust of her cock was met with a gurgling protest as Ritsu writhed on the bed, her legs twitching feebly as she struggled to breath. Tsumugi was afraid that Ritsu might be coming out of her stupor, but she was too close to climax to really care.

"Here it is," She said, her pace quickening, "Here it is... it's almost over, get ready Ritsu," she chanted as she felt the surge of cum welling up at the base of her cock. With a shudder, she pounded home into Ritsu's throat, holding her cock in place as Ritsu gagged at the intrusion. Buried to the hilt, Tsumugi came with a shout, thick cum pouring into Ritsu's throat. Ritsu heaved again, and cum and mucus welled up, bubbling out her nose as Tsumugi pulled back, freeing Ritsu's throat. Coughing and sputtering, with pained tears running down her face, Ritsu gasped for air as Tsumugi milked the last few spurts of cum from her cock onto Ritsu's face.

"Mugi-chan... I swallowed some of the toothpaste," Ritsu managed to choke, her hand wiping drunkenly at her face, smearing spunk and spit across her cheek.

"There, there," Tsumugi whispered, patting Ritsu's hair even as she took more photos of Ritsu's cum-smeared face, "I'll help clean it up." Ritsu sighed as Tsumugi licked her chin, her cheeks, her lips of their slathered load of cum before kissing Ritsu full on the lips, her tongue twining with Ritsu's through a sea of sperm.

Laying beside the drugged, girl, Tsumugi gently patted her hair as Ritsu seemed to sleep. "Mugi-chan," Ritsu slurred eventually, "I'm... drunk.... gotta... gotta pee..."

"Oh," Mugi said, her eyes lighting up, "Oh, yes let's get you to the toilet."

Tsumugi got off the bed and peeled Ritsu's panties off. Piling up some pillows and blankets as the head of her bed, Tsumugi propped Ritsu up against them, bottom up.

"Feels.. weird," Ritsu whined, pussy twitching as she tried to hold back the flow of urine.

"It's ok," Tsumugi said sitting beside Ritsu, holding her upright, "You're a little dizzy... we're almost at the bathroom, just a little further," she urged. Her other hand, though, spread the lips of Ritsu's pussy, exposing the thin slit of her piss hole.

"Can't hold.... can't..." she whimpered before finally crying out, releasing a stream of yellow piss. Tsumugi fumbled wildly for her phone to catch this scene.

Tsumugi laughed, watching the yellow streamer arc up and splatter across Ritsu's forehead as she spluttered and tossed her head from side to side.

Tsumugi clicked her camera as fast it could go, taking in every humiliating drip from the curved arc of piss spraying from Ritsu's exposed pussy lips to the pooling stain around Ritsu's tear tracked face.

Ritsu's fountain of piss began to break up, weakening as her bladder emptied, and it left a trail of yellow pee that spattered on her chest and stomach before slowing to trickle that ran in rivulets down through her bush and along her belly.

Crawling on her knees, Tsumugi moved to straddle Ritsu's head. Taking her cock in hand, she moaned as she released her own bladder, the hot amber stream blasting out and splattering along Ritsu's stomach before she aimed it down, spraying piss across Ritsu's face, matting her hair down while she whined and gasped. Seizing Ritsu's jaw, Tsumugi tensed, shuddering as she fired the last of her bladder into Ritsu's mouth, clicking the last of her camera's memory full of Ritsu's piss smeared degradation.

Ritsu coughed, spraying a mist off piss as Tsumugi stroked her cock which was slowly regaining it's stiffness as she eyed the piss-spattered girl in front of her. She wanted to pry Ritsu's legs open and fuck her till dawn, but she resisted the urge. She didn't want Ritsu to suspect what had happened while she was drunk just yet. There would be time later to bring her all the way down.

"Eww... wet myself, Mugi-chan," Ritsu muttered, still well doped from the mix of booze and sedatives.

"It's ok, Ritsu," Tsumugi said, hooking Ritsu's arm over her neck, "We'll get you to the bathroom and wash you off again."

Half supporting, half dragging the nigh comatose girl with her, Tsumugi sat her on a stool propped against the wall as she drew a nice, hot bath. Hauling Ritsu to the tub, Tsumugi worked her legs over the side, dragging Ritsu with her before settling back with the drugged girl in her lap.

"There now," she cooed softly as Ritsu's head lolled back on her shoulder, "Isn't that nice?" Using a small pan, she scooped water up, pouring it down over Ritsu's head and chest, letting it wash away the traces of piss as it cascaded down through her hair and over her breasts.

Tsumugi's cock was still throbbing painfully, and she lifted Ritsu gently, letting it spring up between Ritsu's legs before setting her back down. Gently cupping Ritsu's breasts with her left hand, she took hold of her cock with her right, pulling it tightly up into Ritsu's slit, sliding it easily through the folds of her pussy. Soft sighs and the slosh of water were the only sounds in the room as Tsumugi thrust slowly up between Ritsu's legs.

Ritsu began to toss fitfully as Tsumugi pinched and teased her nipple, and she tried to clamp her thighs closed as she struggled with the strange heat she felt welling up inside her.

Tsumugi moaned as Ritsu's thighs clamped down around her cock, surrounding it in a tight soapy pillow. She began to stroke faster, thrusting her cock along the length of Ritsu's gash as she fondled her breasts lewdly.

Her thrusts slowly rolled them till they were resting on Tsumugi's hip. She pinned Ritsu to the side of tub with her body, sawing more forcefully into Ritsu's crotch between her thighs. Ritsu moaned softly, and Tsumugi whispered in her year, "Yes, you love that don't you. You love the feeling of a hard cock pounding away at you, don't you."

Ritsu didn't respond except to moan softly. Tsumugi soon abandoned her breast, moving her hand down to latch onto Ritsu's clit, pinching the hood and stroking it in time with her own thrusts. Ritsu tried to open her legs and get free, but Tsumugi hooked her free leg over the brunette's hip, clamping Ritsu's legs shut around her thrusting cock.

Each thrust and simultaneous frig of her swollen clit, brought a tiny moan from Ritsu as Tsumugi swam in the feeling, her bulging rod sliding in and out through the soapy gash of Ritsu's pussy lips.

Falling back again, Tsumugi increased her tempo, thrusting again and again through the wet gap of Ritsu's crotch. She pulled back the hood and folds of Ritsu's vagina, fingering it in rapid circles. She bit her lip as her orgasm built for the second time in as many hours.

Seizing Ritsu's engorged clit, she pinched it and tugged, making Ritsu squeal through her haze and come; body stretched taut, thighs clamped down tight on Tsumugi's thrusting shaft.

On her back, thrusting up through Ritsu's clenched legs, Tsumugi cried out guttural and wild as she came, her cock spurting half a dozen streamers of cum up to splatter across Ritsu's heaving chest.

Tsumugi's tense body relaxed, and she sagged, exhausted, into the water with Ritsu beside her. Gently, with deft and careful hands, she washed away the traces of her assault, gently wiping away every trail of cum, every streak of piss from the pair of them. Gently, she helped Ritsu out of the tub and dried her off.

"Mugi-chan," Ritsu said, "Why're we in the bath..." Still dazed, Ritsu seemed to be coming out of the deepest parts of her fugue.

"It's ok Ritsu," Tsumugi said, "We got drunk and spilled a bunch of the beer..."

"Oh..." Ritsu muttered, wavering unsteadily on the stool. "I feel.... strange. Hot."

"It's the bath," Tsumugi assured her, brushing her still damp hair gently before pulling it back in a loose ponytail "There, now.... I'm gonna put you down on the futon you got out for me," Tsumugi said, guiding the stumbling Ritsu back to the bedroom, "And then I'm gonna put the bedclothes through the laundry.. they're covered in beer."

"Lemme help," Ritsu tried to insist, collapsing face first into the pillow. "I can be a good helper," she muttered, muffled by the thick pillow.

"I'm sure," Tsumugi said soothingly, turning Ritsu's head to the side and covering her with a blanket, "But you just get some rest. I can take care of this."

"Thanks Mugi-chan," Ritsu muttered, "You're nice... I'm glad you... joined... band..." she finished, mostly, trailing off into a peaceful sleep, completely unaware.

"So am I," Tsumugi thought, scrolling through the obscene photos in her camera phone, "So am I.


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I thought I'd posted this chapter before, but apparently not... it's been done for a while.

Tsumugi's exploits continue as she works her way through the rest of the cast. I've hit a stalling point recently in my writing (lots of Real Life dragging me down) but I'm trying to get back into the swing of things, and I'll likely finish the 3rd chapter of this story, featuring Yui, before anything else. Well, except maybe for a Katawa Shoujo story I've been planning, but I'm not sure if I'm going to write it at all.

Mmm, after the powerful, explosive action of the first chapter this one kinda fell flat, especially with the watersports, kinda killed the story. Plus there wasn't any vaginal sex as well.

Your prose is still excellent and the quality/detail great, just think Tsugumi should have sowed her seed in Ritsu as well.

I think I touched on this in the story as well, but Tsumugi wants this to continue as long as possible without being caught and exposed, which would end all of her fun. Mio would rather hide Tsumugi's assault out of shame than let anyone know about it, but Ritsu... probably not. So setting things up this way was a logical step... plus it opens the door to future stories in which Ritsu is harassed by an "anonymous" person who just so happens to have these photos and forces her to go through humiliation and degradation.... but again, that's another story.

More importantly, though, I tend to get bored easily trying the same kind of story over and over, "Mugi Ambushes Club Member X and Bangs Them Till Their Legs Don't Touch At the Top Anymore, volume 8" doesn't get my creative juices flowing quite the same way that coming up with new and interesting(or, at least, what I think are interesting) scenarios does. As for the Watersports, well... I dig it, and while I'm sure others do as well I'm well aware it's not everyone's bag. All I can say is, I run where the scene takes me...

Reminds me, all things aside is Tsumigi verile, or are they just blanks she's shooting?

To be honest, I'm not entirely sure... I hadn't actually sat down and worked out the logistics of it.

To step into clinical mode, she has a penis, but no testicles, so offhand that's a strike against her since sperm is produced there. She DOES produce semen however (well, technically it would only be seminal plasma, unless she produces sperm in another part of the body). Of course, she shouldn't have any of the other parts which produce Semen (seminal vesicles, prostate, and a couple of other glands who's name escapes me, but can probably be found on Wiki), so that leaves me in a conundrum.

There's also the question of whether she's female fertile, she has a vagina(though it hasn't had much play as yet in the proceedings), but I haven't decided if she has an operating uterus and ovaries.

Then, of course, there's the question of whether or not she's aware of it. While she knows she produces seminal fluids, the anatomy of whatever manner of intersexed individual she is is under question. Depending on how her parents viewed her disorder(which is usually detected and dealt with at birth), and exactly what she meant when she "convinced" her dad not to take her to the specialists about her condition when she entered puberty, it's possible she doesn't know whether her semen is viable or not, or even what sort of internal reproductive organs she posses. Obviously, a "perfect" hermaphrodite as portrayed in the fic is basically impossible, most intersexed individuals suffer from severe medical complications including cancer, autoimmune disorders, etc... exactly what that means for Mugi is something that I hadn't fully plotted since it hadn't come up in the storyline yet.

You certainly have put more thought into this than I have ( A Love Story; Kristen's Archive)

Well, her female sex hormones have at least been there (as she is developing appropriately for an early-high schooler). Maybe you can keep Tsumugi Msterile and Ffertile. But, the girl's don't have to know that Tsumugi isn't verile.

I think that if such an individual existed she would at least have frequent physicals, and not knowing one's fertility/verility, (especially after 'best virgin pussy she'd ever had the pleasure of sampling') to me is not something as kiniving and manipulative as the Tsumugi you've created would allow.

Are 'Friends' Electric,
Chapter: Extra (Ui x Yui)
"About Little Deals, and Issues, and Things I Don't Understand."
(F/F, Edgeplay, Yanderecest)


She eyed it darkly, glowering at the the newest addition to her sister's life. It wasn't just a guitar, not to Ui, it was the first step that would take her sister away from her.

"It's not fair..." she muttered, holding the knife in both hands and swaying gently in front of the exposed Les Paul sitting vertically on a stand. "She already spends more time at school now... and she spends time at night practicing with you" she said, seemingly addressing the guitar. "She's spending my time..."

"Big Sis is all mine!" she growled, poking the point of the knife at the guitar. Ui's dark eyes were glazed, and she giggled as she rested her cheek against her left hand. Ui's right hand guided the knife's tip to the strings, and she let it slide down, dragging a ghastly squeal from the metal as the blade slid along them.

"Ui, are you in here," Yui called from the hallway as she came in, "I thought I heard..." She stopped short when she saw Ui, knife in hand, slowly cast her head back and to the side, looking at Yui over her shoulder with icy eyes.

Ui's singsong voice felt sinister in the dim room. "Big sis! You're home." She tapped the edge of the kitchen knife against the head of the guitar. "I bet your ears are burning... we were just talking about you."

Yui trembled a bit, but came into the room. She's seen her sister like this before; something dark came over her. She knew Ui loved her, and she loved Ui, but sometimes that wasn't enough.

It wasn't Ui's fault, their parents spent so much time away from home that Ui wound up taking care of her most of the time, sacrificing her own life and happiness. Shame tightened Yui's breath, 'If only I wasn't so useless,' she thought, 'Ui wouldn't have had to work so hard for me...'

"Ui," Yui began softly, "Are you all right?"

"Fine, fine, big sis," Ui said, her voice soft and lilting with an unnatural quality. "I was just saying, though, You've been spending a lot of time at school and at home working for the club. With HIM," she spat, jabbing the knife toward Yui's guitar.

"Yes," Yui said as she watched the knife's blade waving as Ui spoke. "It's important for me to practice, I promised them I'd do my best."

"What about family," Ui said quietly, clutching the knife in trembling hands. "What about what you owe us... what you promised us.. promised me?"

"Promised you?" Yui asked, stalling for time as she inched closer to Ui.

"You PROMISED!" Ui shouted, brandishing the knife. "The very first time Mom and Dad left on a trip, you promised me... promised me..." she sputtered, breaking down into tears.

Yui remembered, it was the first time she saw Ui cry even if she was younger than Yui herself was. It was right before Christmas, and their parents were going out on a cruise. Their aunt was going to come sit for them, and they promised to be back on Christmas eve, but it was still a shock for the sisters... it felt like their first Christmas without their parents.

"I remember," Yui said softly as she crept alongside Ui. "I promised you that, no matter what, I'd never leave you."

"Then why did you leave!" Ui shouted, clenching her hands into angry fists at her sides. "You left me behind in middle school to go to High School. You left me behind and made new friends. You left me behind in the house... all alone... All because of that music club," she said angrily, glaring at the guitar in the corner.

Yui and Ui lunged forward at the same time, and Ui tried to gouge a chunk from the side of the guitar before her sister could snatch it away. Except, Yui didn't try to grab the guitar, she grabbed the knife instead.

Ui rounded on her sister, but froze as soon as she saw how Yui was holding her, one hand on her own, the other wrapped around the blade of the knife. "L- Let go, big sis!" Ui half demanded, half pleaded, "You're going to hurt yourself."

"Not until you listen." Yui said, determinedly.

"Just let me go!" Ui said trying to free the knife, but not wanting to yank it out of her sisters grasp, "Let me destroy this thing and then we'll be together again!"

"Ui stop it," Yui said, more strongly than Ui could remember her speaking to her before. She looked up at her sister's eyes, but Yui wasn't angry, she was crying.

"B- Big sis?"

"I'm sorry, Ui," Yui said, "I'm sorry you felt this way. I promised we'd be together, and we will be... we ARE," she said squeezing Ui's hand, "But we've both got out own lives. Things we want to do, people who care about?"

"But... but Big Sis," Ui said, the sinister facade cracking as tears slowly slid down her cheeks "I don't want to lose you! I'll be all alone without you... if you're taken away from me, I don't know what I'd do."

Yui smiled, "You're not going to lose me. You've met the other people in the club, haven't you? You know they're good people, they're my friends, and I care about them," She said, "But, I love you Ui," she said emphatically, making her sister look up into her eyes as she smiled, "I love you Ui. I won't leave you or forget about you. No matter what I do, I won't forget about you."

"B- B- Big Sis," Ui stuttered softly, trembling. Crying earnestly now, the tension in Ui's arms began to falter, and Yui let go as the younger girl's arms went slack, falling down to her sides. "I'm sorry, Big sis," she whimpered.

She gasped as Yui seized her in a fierce hug, holding her close and rubbing her hair. "I'm sorry you felt alone, Ui," she said, holding her sister. "I'm sorry you felt alone."

"Big sis," Ui sobbed softly into her sisters shoulder. "Big Sis, Big Sis..." over and over she cried into Yui's shoulder, slowly hugging her sister back.

"Ui, it's ok.. It's all ok..." her sister soothed, gently stroking Ui's hair.

The tone of Ui's voice began to change as she hugged her sister tighter, becoming a litany of a deeper want. Her lips teased Yui's neck as she whispered "Big Sis," again and again clinging so closely to Yui that the older girl was having trouble breathing; breaking her sister out of these fugues always seemed to convert her jealousy to passion.

"Ui..." she said, trying to hold off her younger sister, "We don't have to do this..."

"Don't... don't you want to?" Ui questioned, her eyes glittering with tears. "Don't I do it right?"

"No... I mean, it feels good," Yui said, blushing as she remember their last night together, "But we're sisters... It's wrong, isn't it? I don't want you to do something that's going to hurt you..."

"Big Sis..." Ui smiled, her eyes radiating sweet lust and deep love, "I want to do this, because I love you. More than anyone else, I want you to love me too."

"Ui..." Yui began, but was cut off as her younger sister sprang up on her tiptoes and seized a brilliantly passionate kiss. Yui's resistance slowly melted and she leaned forward into her sister's kiss, twinning her tongue with Ui's. She suppressed a shudder as she felt the flat of the knife, still in Ui's hand, slide across her back as Ui caressed her.

Ui pressed herself into her sister, guiding her back to the bed where Yui struck the side, loosing her balance and falling backward. Ui crawled onto her sister, cradling her face tenderly as she kissed her sister more deeply.

Yui's hands wavered momentarily before finally moving to Ui's waist, gently holding her hips as she returned her sister's affection. Flashes of dim light out of the corner of her eye distracted her, and she broke off the kiss to see that the knife was still in Ui's hand.

"Hey, Ui..." Yui said softly, "Isn't that a little dangerous?"

"What, Big Sis?" Ui said innocently. Yui wasn't sure if she was joking or not.

"The, uh... the knife," Yui prompted. "It's a little scary."

"Why?" Ui said, a little petulantly, "Don't you trust me?"

"O- Of course," Yui answered a little hesitantly, "But don't you keep telling me that playing around with those is dangerous..."

"That's because you're a little clumsy, Big Sis," Ui replied with a soft laugh, "But I'm very, very careful with them. I can use them very well," she continued, with a troubling gleam behind her eyes. "Would you like to see?"

"Uh... I..." Yui said, nervously watching the flickering light crisscross the blade.

"You don't trust me, do you," Ui said, tears starting to well in the corners of her eyes, "You can't think I'd hurt you! I.. I..."

Yui swallowed heavily, putting on as big a smile as she could despite her faint trembling, "Of course I trust you. I know you would never hurt me intentionally... G- Go a- ahead..."

Ui sniffed once, but smiled and nodded. She straddled her sister's leg, leaning over her with the knife. Light glinted keenly from the tempered edge as Ui stroked her sister's forehead gently.

An unsettling dimness settled over Ui's eyes, and she seized Yui's hair, making her cry out as Ui pressed the flat of the blade to her sister's cheek. Yui whimpered softly, but didn't struggle as Ui slid the cold polished steel along her cheek, lifting it till only the point rested against her skin. Ever so gently, Ui slid the point, spine first, along the taut hollow of Yui's throat as she clenched her jaw to keep from crying out.

"See," Ui said softly, the tip grazing the soft skin along Yui's throat, "I'm very good with knives, I've been using them for a long time to cook for you... "

"I see," Yui said hoarsely, "I believe you, Ui... you can put it down now."

Ui leaned close to Yui's ear, whispering "But we're not done yet, Big Sis."

The tip of the knife dipped lower, sliding into the gap between her throat and the blue tie at the neck of her uniform top. Ui slowly twisted the knife, winding the ribbon tighter. Yui held her breath as her tie tightened around her throat, gasping reflexively when the cotton band gave out, cut through by the hard ground edge.

"Big sis," Ui groused, pouting, "You're still so nervous."

"I- I'm sorry, Ui," Yui said, "I can't help it... but," She said, looking her younger sister in the eyes, "I do trust you... "

"Big Sis," Ui smiled, unconsciously grinding against her sister. She slid the blade lower, edge down this time, to the first button on her sister's uniform blazer. A deft flick of her wrist severed the threads holding it in place, and she scooped it up on the flat of the knife. "Just like coring a tomato..." she grinned, flicking the brass button over her shoulder to clatter in the corner of the room.

Yui watched as her sister cut away the remaining two buttons, one at a time, laying her blazer open. Yui could feel the flat of the steel blade tapping against her outer thigh as Ui continued to stare longingly into her sister's eyes. The older girl felt the spine of the blade sliding along her leg up to the V of her crotch as Ui worked it in a figure eight against her mound.

Yui blushed, flush with a mix of adrenaline and arousal as Ui turned the knife, sliding the cold steel of the blade under her uniform top flush against her belly. She shivered at the cold intrusion followed by a short, startled cry as Ui flicked the blade upward, shearing through the cotton top of her uniform with one quick, savage stroke.

Yui continued to tremble, even as the shock wore off, as she found herself lain open to her sister, left with only a plain cotton bra with a tiny pink bow. The knife was pressed against her belly again as Ui slowly worked the flat of the blade upward toward her sister's breasts.

"You're still shaking, Big Sis," Ui said, toying with the knife. She would give it a serpentine curve upward slowly before flipping the blade over it's spine to the other side, pressing the blade in a second swoop in the opposite direction.

"I c- c- can't help it...." Yui stammered, "M-my body is t- t- t- trembling all on it's own."

Ui slid the blade of the knife between the soft skin of her breasts and the brassier, right under the bow. "You're heart is trembling too," Ui said with a soft lilt, bobbing the satin bow up and down in time with her thrumming heart.

Sliding the blade out, Ui began to trace small circles around one of Yui's nipples, the tip of the knife scraping just barely audibly in over the soft fabric. Yui whimpered softly as the nub stiffened, barely becoming visible under the fabric. Yui clenched her fists at her side, straining to hold herself still despite her fear.

"Ah, ah..." Ui said, scraping the tip of the blade across the crossover in the bra to the other side, "If you keep shaking like this, you might hurt yourself." Yui shivered from head to foot, but said nothing as her sister stroked the tip across her other nipple, her breath catching softly in her throat with each deft flick.

Ui changed her grip on knife, the blade stretching downward from her clenched fist. She stroked her sisters erect nipple through the cotton patch of her bra with her first two fingers as she smiled.

"You're still scared," she said. A statement, not a question.

"Yes," Yui whimpered softly.

"But you're not fighting me?"

Yui just shook her head as Ui pinched her nipple between her finger and thumb, tugging gently and make her gasp. "Then you get a reward," Ui said, her eyes twinkling sinisterly, "For trusting me..."

She traced the delicate line of her older sister's ribs down the flat of her belly, her fingertips dancing along her ribs as the cold, metal blade slithered just ahead, it's tip dipping below the band of her skirt and panties, lying cold against her hip. Ui's grinned, grinding herself against her sisters leg as she slowly twisted the blade, the finely honed steel ripping through her sisters skirt and panties with the calculated hiss of a coiled snake.

Ui giggled. "Reminds me of filleting a bluefin," she said, laying open the plaid skirt and panties and exposing her sister's sex. Running her fingers through the downy hair covering Yui's mound, Ui caught her sister's gaze and smiled. Turning her hand over, she curled her fingers and stroked them up Yui's slit, making her sister moan despite herself. "What's this," Ui said, working her fingers in a 'V' as juice schlicked between them. "You're this horny already?"

"N- no!" Yui insisted, flushing bright red, "You were t- t- teasing me... I can't help it..."

"Really," Ui said, spreading the folds of Yui's pussy with her fingers, watching a few, thin droplets of her juice run out, "Even though you were scared of me?"

Yui lifted her hands, hesitantly. Slowly she brought them up and gently held her sister's face. "I was scared of the knife, Ui," She said, "Never you."

Ui blushed sheepishly, "Big Sis," she whispered, stroking Yui's pussy with her fingers, "I love you Big Sis."

"I love you too, Ui," Yui replied, gently cupping her sister's face. She hissed as Ui began to stroke the hilt of the knife gingerly against the folds of her sex. Ui was careful, stroking it gently against Yui until it was well slicked with her juice.

"It's ok, Ui," Yui said, lifting her hips slighly to stroke herself against the wooden handle. "It's ok..."

"Big Sis," Ui breathed as she slowly slid the hilt home into her sister's sheath, making Yui bite her lower lip and moan. Her sister stroked Ui's face tenderly, her hips twitching as Yui became more accustomed to the intruding length of the handle.

Ui kept the knife handle still, the blade pinched in her fingers. She was careful to keep the spine against her hand and angle the blade away from her sister's thighs. Slowly she began to draw it out, the damp wood dark in the fading afternoon light of the room.

Yui squeezed her eyes tight, pulling her free leg aside to give Ui better access to her sex. Ui twisted the knife gently, swirling the hilt inside her sister before sliding it home a second time, burying it inside Yui again, her knuckles striking at the bottom of Ui's slit. She turned the knife again, sliding it out of Yui's clutching pussy as her sister mewed softly. Yui let go of her sister's face, fumbling behind her for the headboard.

Scrabbling for a handhold, she grabbed it in time to take the next thrust of the knife's handle, groaning in pleasure as her sister drove it home into her again. The smooth wood parted her supple folds with ease, and Yui thrust back against it almost without thinking.

Ui's pace quickened, and she grunted in time with her sister's moans as she thrust the handle into Yui's pussy. She felt an electric thrill run through her as she watched Yui's back arch, saw her hips buck to meet each thrust of Ui's hand. Yui's leg was slick with Ui's own juice as she humped herself against her lover's leg, matching each thrust of her own hips with a jab of the knife's grip.

Beads of sweat began to rise on Yui's face, each glittering like a tiny jewel over the flush of exertion as her passion built. The headboard creaked as she held it for each thrust, humping heavily against Ui's hand as best she could without dislodging her while the heady scent of sex swirling in the air.

"Ui," the older girl moaned, "Ui I think... I think I'm..."

"Me too, Big Sis," Yui whimpered, still grinding herself against Ui's shin. She drove the tempo higher, increasing the pace of own hip thrusts as well as each pistoning drive of the knife handle. "I want you to come with me, Big Sis!"

"Ui! Ui!" Yui chanted, moaning loudly as her climax drew nearer while her younger sister slammed home the hilt of the knife so hard the back of her hand slapped audibly against her sister's inner thigh.

Ui's own pleasure was breaking, and she crested the top of the rise of her passion, shouting "Big Sis, I love you~!" as she drove the hilt of the knife so deep it vanished completely within the folds of her sister's sex as Yui wailed her sister's name, spasming around the handle as rivulets of come ran from the edges of her pussy.

Ui gently slid the knife free from her sister's folds, and brought it up to her sister's face. "Stick out your tongue, " she said breathlessly, and Yui didn't hesitate. Ui slowly turned the knife until it was point down, and watched as droplets of her sister's cum gathered and slid down the edge before dripping off into her waiting mouth.

Ui collapsed against her sister, panting heavily her heart thundering in wild rhythm with Yui's. Yui slowly let go of the headboard, and wrapped her arms around her sister, embracing her as they recovered from their climax. Ui's hand wavered and finally let go of the knife, which clattered to the floor beside them. She gripped her sister wildly, embracing her as hard as she could, crying, as Yui gently stroked her hair.

* * *

A little something else I threw together... I'll get back to Mugi's Sexual misadventures soon.

After all, with last week's ep, we have a new girl to welcome to the club as well. :D

Flying Fucksticks, Drake! At first I was like; "Kinfe Play?" But when I found out it was just 'play' and no blood stuff The thought of Ui and Yui together made me happ! Yuricest! Yuricest! You get my +1 for tonight, sir!

Just please, be gentle on Azusa-chan!

Are 'Friends' Electric,
Chapter: Extra (Nodoka x Ritsu)
"A Little White Lie That Night"
(F/F, D/S, Masturbation, NC, Yandere)


Ritsu was packing her things away for the day when she heard a soft knock at the door.

"Hmm... who's there?" She muttered, looking back over her shoulder. A trim brunette in red glasses came in holding a handful of papers. "Oh, Nodoka-san."

"Ritsu-san," she said, looking around, "Is Yui here?"

"Nope," Ritsu said, "She said something about her and Ui having plans tonight."

"What about Mio or Mugi?"

"Nah," Ritsu said shoving the last of her things in her bookbag, "They took off already..." Suddenly, Ritsu felt uneasy as Nodoka's looming presence began to rise up behind her.

"Then maybe you can tell me," Nodoka said, coldly, throwing the handful of papers down on the desk beside the drummer, "What the hell THIS is."

"Uh..." Ritsu stammered, afraid of what was coming, "It's the band's request forms for the fall school festival..." Ritsu squealed as Nodoka seized a handful of her hair, jerking it backward.

"Don't be smart with me... I thought you understood our deal," Nodoka hissed into Ritsu's ear so close her glasses fogged briefly. "You screw off with the paperwork, so I have an excuse to come visit when Yui's here," she said, tugging Ritsu's hair, "And in exchange, I don't bring the student council down on you guys and grind you under my heel, disbanding you."

"I... I'm sorry," Ritsu whined, her eyes watering, "I couldn't do it! They were all riding me about the paperwork... even Sawa-chan-Sensei! If I didn't turn it in they'd know it was on purpose..."

"Damn," Nodoka spat, biting on her thumb absentminded as she thought. "Well," she continued with a dull smile, "I guess I'll just have to take your payment out in the other way again..."

"N... no way," Ritsu said, "I'm not doing that agai..." But Nodoka's savage jerk of her hair cut her off, and she wailed as she was drug out of her seat by her hair and flung to the ground. Nodoka held Ritsu's yellow hairband in her hand, as well as a few clinging clumps of hair. She tossed it aside before throwing Ritsu a different ribbon.

"Put it on," Nodoka demanded, "NOW!"

Sobbing softly, and feeling helpless against Nodoka's threats against the Light Music Club, Ritsu complied, ruffling her hair and pulling her bangs forward, slipping the yellow elastic into place. Wiping her eyes on the back of her sleeve, Ritsu fixed her brightest smile, and slowly got to her feet...

Nodoka's eyes glazed as she took in Ritsu's change in appearance, and her head tilted to the side. "Oh, Yui-chan," she said dreamily... "I didn't know you were here."

Suppressing a shudder, Ritsu tried to keep her voice upbeat, "Hey, Nodoka-chan... do you... do you want to play?"

"Oh yes," Nodoka replied as a dark grin slithered across her face, "Yes indeed, Yui-chan..."

Ritsu continued to tremble slightly as Nodoka swayed across the room, laying her hand softly on the shorter girl's chest as she leaned in. Fear and revulsion whirled in Ritsu stomach as Nodoka began to sniff her hair. The student council girl had forced Ritsu to start using the same Shampoo and conditioner as Yui did, and she took every opportunity to smell her hair, her clothes... she'd even made Ritsu take off her panties a couple of times and give them to her to play with, forcing Ritsu to spend the rest of the day without.

"Tell me," Nodoka said softly, startling Ritsu from her revere, "Has Yui-chan been a good little girl, or a naughty one?"

Ritsu gulped, afraid of what was coming. She knew what answer Nodoka wanted, but she was scared to give it. "Now now," she tried, diplomatically, "What could I have done that was bad?"

Nodoka's fist wadded the material of Ritsu's blazer in the middle of her back, her bra strap wrapped up in the knot as Nodoka clenched her fist pulling the cotton underwear taught across her breasts. "I don't know, Yui-chan," Nodoka said brightly, but with a steely edge to her voice, "You tell me."

Shivering, Ritsu said in a small voice, "Then... then Yui-chan has been naughty..."

"Really," the brunette replied in feigned shock, "That doesn't seem like you. What has Yui-chan been doing that so naughty?"

"Um..." Ritsu said, unsure where to go. Last time just admitting it was enough, and then Nodoka used her body. She still broke out in cold sweat at the thought... she thought that giving in to Nodoka's perverse demands would free her... instead it only tied them more tightly together.

"Well," Nodoka growled, her fist pulling the knot of cloth tighter as Ritsu bit her lip in pain. She struggled as the straps of her bra cut deeply into the soft flesh of her chest. "Just what kind of naughty things has Yui-chan been doing?!"

"Yui-chan..." Ritsu faltered, struggling to think of what to say, "Yui-chan has been h- h- horny since the last time we played," Ritsu whispered as shame swelled in her cheeks, the crimson flare setting her features alight.

"Has she," Nodoka said smiling. She let go of Ritsu's blazer, allowing the tormented girl to sag backward. She didn't leave Ritsu alone for long, however, and was quickly caressing the drummer's breasts through her blazer top. Ritsu fought her urge to pull away, afraid of what Nodoka might do to her if she resisted... or to the club.

"How horny has Yui-chan been," Nodoka purred, caressing Ritsu's fleshy orbs through the heavy wool of the blazer top. "What has Yui-chan been doing about her naughty thoughts?"

Vile thoughts surged through Ritsu's mind, and her stomach lurched at Nodoka's obscenely intimate touch. Still, she had to play along. "Um.. Yui-chan has been... t- t- touching herself," Ritsu slowly stuttered, feeling ill.

"How adorable," Nodoka gushed, "Little Yui-chan's been petting her pretty little cunt to thoughts of me?" Ritsu only nodded as Nodoka continued to stroke her breasts. Stepping back, Nodoka took a seat on the desk behind her. With that same dark grin creeping from one side of her face to the other, Nodoka looked her captive up and down. "Well then, why doesn't Yui-chan show me."

"S- Show you?"

"Show me how you masturbate to me," Nodoka said with a fearsome glint in her eyes.

Ritsu blanched, stumbling back into the desks behind her. She hadn't expected this... the things Nodoka did to her was bad enough, but what kind of... of.. pervert did she think Ritsu was?

"I... I can't do that," Ritsu said in her normal voice, and Nodoka's face darkened.

"I think YUI-CHAN is forgetting," she said with special emphasis, "Just what kind of things happen to bad girls who don't DO. AS. THEY'RE. TOLD."

Tears of shame welled in the corners of Ritsu's eyes as she realized she was trapped. She sat down on the desk behind her and slowly unbuttoned her blazer, slipping it off and leaving only the white blouse behind. Nodoka's leer was so piercing that Ritsu reflexively covered chest with her hands, despite the fact she was sure the spectacled girl couldn't see through the blouse.

Licking her lips, Nodoka leaned forward for a better look. "Tell me," she said, her eyes flashing, "Tell me all about your dirty thoughts... tell me where your filthy hands roam when you touch yourself thinking about me."

Choked sobs rattled around the room as RItsu slowly lowered her hands, revealing her chest still cradled in both bra and blouse. Screwing her eyes shut tight in shame, Ritsu began to rub her breasts with her right hand.

Ritsu was at a loss. She wasn't completely innocent, she'd kind of masturbated before, but it wasn't often... and she'd never even thought about doing in front of someone else. She was both surprised and disgusted with herself as she felt her nipples harden as she touched her breasts... even as half-hearted as her caresses were, the sensation was enough to make them react.

Seeing Nodoka tapping her foot impatiently, Ritsu reluctantly brought her other hand up to her breasts. Leaning back slightly, she cupped them in her hands gently before running her palms over the nipples and then down her stomach. She fought back a soft moan as she brought them back up to caress her breasts from below.

"It... it feels g- g- good when Yui-chan touches herself," she murmured softly, pink shame spreading along her cheeks and down her neck as her blush deepened. She didn't know why she said it, but Nodoka swallowed hard when she did, leaning even closer.

"Tell me about it," she said sharply, "Tell me all about how you feel when you're touching yourself."

"It feels good when I'm being naughty," she said sweetly, still mimicking Yui's voice as much as possible. "I like it when I touch my breasts..."

"Mmm..." Nodoka purred, "I bet it does... I want to see them, Yui-chan... Show Nodoka your naughty breasts."

Slowly, Ritsu began to unbutton her blouse, exposing her polka-dotted bra. She crossed her arms over herself reflexively, though shaking her head. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I can't... I can't..."

"It's ok, Yui-chan," Nodoka said, her voice cracking, "I'm here... I won't let anything bad happen... I'm your friend, remember... we've been together for a long time... we'll be together forever and ever..."

Ritsu's trembling got worse as Nodoka continued, fear and disgust made it impossible for her to respond... eventually, she looked up to see Nodoka, just smiling at her. It wasn't a forced smile but seemed to disguise something sinister; genuine affection reflected through a cracked mirror. "Go ahead, Yui-chan," said, "I want to see... please let me, Yui-chan."

Cold sweat began to pool in the small of Ritsu's back... she got the feeling that Nodoka didn't even realize who her pet Yui really was anymore.

"Look," Nodoka said suddenly, ripping her own blazer open and peeling the buttons of her shirt apart one by one to reveal her pink bra. Grabbing the cups, she pulled them down, revealing the small pink nubs of her nipples, hard and straining beneath. "Look, Yui-chan, Nodoka is already this excited..."

Staring aghast, Ritsu watched as Nodoka began to pinch her own nipples, moaning softly. "Nodoka is a naughty girl too, Yui-chan... she touches herself every thing thinking about you too... the way your hair swings, the way you laugh... but you've never paid any attention to me," she continued, tears slowly showing up in her eyes, "You were always right beside me but we were never together..."

Ritsu was stunned as Nodoka went on.. what she first thought was an obsession was sounding more and more like love... if skewed by it's depth. The first thin strands of empathy seeped through her heart, burgeoned by the creeping sensation that Nodoka and Yui's relationship might relate more to Ritsu than she thought at first...

"Hey... Nodoka-chan," She said sweetly, still fighting back tears but slowly opening her blouse and pulling down her bra as well. Dark brown chocolate buttons topped her breasts, and she pinched them gently, shuddering. "Yui-chan is horny for Nodoka as well... See how naughty she is when Nodoka is around."

Twisting her nipples she bit her lip as she teased her breasts, watching Nodoka as she did the same. The sweet sounds of soft panting breath filled the room as the pair stroked their breasts across the aisle from each other.

This time, Ritsu was the first to make her move, and she worked one hand down her stomach to her skirt, slowly pulling it up to reveal her polka-dotted panties, the middle showing a growing damp stain. "Look, Nodoka-chan," she said, breathlessly, "Yui-chan's little pussy is getting wet for you."

Nodoka smiled, her hand reaching for her own skirt, which she pulled aside to reveal a pair of pink, side-tie panties. Nodoka's were positively drenched with her juice and a faint sheen of it could be seen along her inner thighs. "My pussy is wet too... it's dripping, see?" Nodoka pulled the tie on her panties, letting the sodden material flap free and revealing her swollen lips framed by neatly trimmed and shaped pubes. She spread her lips with her free hand, wet sticking sounds barely audible as she separated the folds her her pussy.

A mix of macabre fascination and reluctant lust compelled Ritsu to watch as Nodoka began spreading herself with her first and pinky fingers, stroking her middle two along the slit of her pussy. "I touch myself like this every night," she said shamefully as sweat began to bead on her brow, "I finger my pussy dreaming it's you licking me over and over till I cum."

"Yui-chan thinks about Nodoka too," Ritsu said softly as she slowly slipped her hand into her panties. While she wasn't as wet as Nodoka, Ritsu didn't have any trouble slicking her fingers as she began to tease the lips of her sex. "Yui-chan touches herself just like this thinking about Nodoka, too..."

Licking her lips, Ritsu began to tease her clit with her fingers as she watched Nodoka stroking her own sex. Almost unconsciously, the two began to match each other's movements in a sweet, sticky rhythm as the fingered themselves in front of each other.

Nodoka continued to tease her breasts with her left hand as she slowly inserted her middle fingers into her tunnel. She sighed in pleasure as her fingers slid into her gap with practiced ease, teasing herself from the inside out.

Watching her companion, Ritsu propped herself up, unaccustomed to the swirling feelings arcing through her inner core as she continued to stroke herself. Slowly, she started to work a single finger into herself, shuddering at the sensation. "Nodoka-chan," She murmured, "Yui-chan's almost there...." Ritsu lied. With the shame of being forced to finger herself in front of Nodoka, she was still a long way from climax, but she was a little scared of interrupting Nodoka. "Yui-chan want's you to come with her, Nodoka-chan."

Panting, Nodoka nodded, her eyes glazed, as she began to increase the pace of her fingers. Surprisingly wet sounds echoed in the room along with their breathing as Nodoka fingered her own cunt, thin ribbons of her juices running down the crack of her ass and along the crease of her thighs, dripping into the floor below.

"Yui-chan," she breathed, her head rolling back as pleasure surged through her, "Yui-chan I'm coming!"

"Me too," she lied again, "Let's come together, Nodoka-chan....'

"Yui-chan!" Nodoka cried as she fell backward, arching her back as her pussy spasmed around her thrusting fingers, soaking her hand and her skirt. Ritsu faked along with her, moaning in what she hoped was convincing way... not that she needed to worry. Nodoka was so tied up with her own orgasm she paid Ritsu no mind.

Still breathing heavily, Ritsu pulled herself up, slipping her blouse back into place. Her hand was sticky still, and she resisted the urge to wipe it on her skirt as she approached the panting mound of Nodoka, collapsed backward over her desk. "Um... Nodoka-san?" she said.

Nodoka's eye snapped open and she smiled brightly, "Yui-chan," she whispered, rushing forward and startling Ritsu, "Yui-chan, Yui-chan, Yui-chan," she changed over and over hugging Ritsu around the waist. Slowly though, her voice got thicker, and she started shaking the drummer, still chanting Yui's name over and over, then she started flailing wildly at her, hammering her fists feebly against Ritsu's chest until, exhausted, she fell to her knees at Ritsu's feet.

"Yui-chan, Yui-chan," she moaned softly, "Damn you why couldn't you be Yui-chan..."

Ritsu just crouched down slowly, hugging Nodoka gently as she cried.


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I don't know why, but something about Yui's innocence makes me think she attracts Yandere like a candle draws in moths...

It has been a while, hasn't it? I haven't forgotten about my writing, but I've been in the middle of a massive move recently (uprooting from a 4 bedroom house and moving across the state, the logistics of which still stagger the mind), so I've not had the time or energy to do much of anything.

Now that the hard part of the move is over, though, I'm hoping to get serious about my writing again, so expect to see some activity here in the coming weeks, and maybe not just in my K-on thread.