Ami entered her bedroom, yawned and stretched. She went to the window and looked out over the city, before shutting the blind.
Switching on a lamp, Ami moved over to her dresser, and slowly unbuttoned her shirt, watching herself lazily in the mirror as she did so. She slipped the shirt off, and placed it on the chair, straightening it out before raising her eyes to look at herself in the mirror, her eyes drawn to the lacy bra now revealed.
She raised her hand and brushed it over the edge of her bra, feeling shivers run over her body. She bent forwards, and smiled to herself, half in embarrasment, as she saw her nipples showing through the cups of the bra.
Ami brought her other hand up and cupped her breasts through her bra. She moaned in pleasure as she squeezed her breasts, and ran her tongue over her lips lustily.
Reaching behind herself, she undid the bra catch, then slipped the straps off, but held the bra in place on her breasts for a moment. She turned this way and that, admiring how she looked in the mirror, before finally letting the bra drop to the floor, revealing her firm mounds. She stratched her arms up high over her head, making her breasts lift and stand out more.
Ami lowered her arms again, brushing them over her face. As her hands passed over her face, she ran her fingers over her lips, then put her tongue out to wet her fingers on the tip.
She cupped her breasts again, and brought her finger and thumb of each hand up to her nipples, and took hold of them. She subconsciously pushed her chest forward, rolling and twisting her nipples in her fingers, making them jut out hard, signifying her arousal.
Ami released her breasts, and moved over and sat on her bed. She removed her shoes and socks, placing them tidily on the floor, before turning her attention to her pants.
She unzipped the zip, opening the top of her jeans, giving a hint of the panties she wore underneath. Ami stood up, but instead of just dropping her pants, she turned around, as if embarrased to show herself to the room. She slid the jeans down slowly, revealing her cute panty covered bottom, then let her pants drop, before stepping out of them.
Ami bent over, and, for just a moment, allowed the bulge of her mound to show as she picked the jeans up, and stood up again. She folded the jeans neatly, then placed them on the chair before returning to the bed.
Ami sat on the bed, and stretched her legs out before her, keeping them together. She ran her hands down them, admiring their firmness, their strength, kept up by senshi training. As Ami reached her feet, she paused, bent almost double. Her breasts hung down, her nipples nearly brushing her legs. Ami rested her head on her arms, just relaxing in the moment.
Ami shook her head, then drew her hands back up, this time alongside the insides of her legs. But she kept them closed, even as her hands came up to her crotch. Her fingers ran over her panties, until they hooked down into the sides.
Then, in a quick movement, Ami stripped the panties down and off over her feet, keeping her legs together all the time. She brought the panties up to her face, and took a deep sniff from them, smelling herself, her rich scent turning her on even more.
Ami dropped the panties, and lay back on the bed, making herself comfortable. She ran her hands down the inside of her body, letting the sensations run over her, down over her hips, and finally up and into her crotch. Pushing her hands into her crotch to cover herself, Ami finally let her legs part, although only to reveal her hands.
And then Ami pushed her legs open further, by using her hands to draw them open. Her lower lips were finally exposed to the air, her juices making them shine in the light.
Ami drew her legs up, and bent them until they were folded over her body, her knees just above her breasts. Ami rubbed her hands down over her body, and around the backs of her legs until her fingers came into touch with her wetness. Using the tips of her fingers, she opened herself, drawing the outer lips back like flaps, exposing herself entirely to the room around her.
And then...
Ami turned and looked at Akane. "So, have enough photos, yet?"
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Akane was having problems. With Ami's incredibly slow, and incrediably erotic strip tease, Akane was now extremely horny. She held the camera steady in one hand with difficulty, her other hand on her breast, massing it through her stifling clothes. Many a time she had nearly forgotten to continue snapping pictures as Ami stripped before her.
She took in Ami's nakedness, and groaned lustily. Gently placing the camera down, Akane stood and took a step forward, and was surprised to find herself trembling.
She made it to the bed, and looked down at Ami, who remained in her open position, only her head moving to keep her sight focussed on Akane.
Akane reached down and drew a finger slowly over Ami's wet vagina, making her shudder and her breath ragged. Akane looked at the fluid gathered there, and then reached down to placed her finger on Ami's lips. Ami opened them, and took Akane's finger into her mouth, sucking on it and tasting herself. Akane moaned this time as Ami's tongue ran over the tip of her finger.
Akane withdrew her finger, and sucked on it herself, tasting Ami's saliva. Wanting more, Akane bent down and engaged Ami in a deep kiss. Their tongues entered each other's mouths, and battled, with both of them winning.
As their kiss broke, Ami whispered "Strip."
Akane stood up, but instead of doing what Ami suggested, she reached up under her skirt and drew her panties off, leaving her skirt in place, and placed the panties on Ami's face.
When the panties were removed, Ami saw, with approval, Akane standing naked before her. Akane's clothes were scattered on the floor, indicating the haste with which she had discarded them.
Akane looked over Ami. It was so hard trying to decide where to start first! Finally, she bent down and kissed Ami again, enjoying the passion each shared with each kiss.
Ami released her position, her arms getting sore trying to keep it, and let her legs lie on the bed again, although still open. She wrapped her arms around Akane, and drawing her down to lie on her. Akane lay half on Ami as they kissed, their breasts pushing into each other. Neither of them really want to break the kiss, but both wanted more.
Eventually, Akane moved down Ami's body, kissing as she went, down her chest, only briefly pausing to give one of Ami's nipples a suck, before moving down further to take up position between Ami's legs. But as she did so, Akane brought her body up and over Ami, so that Ami stared up into Akane's dripping slit.
Both licked their lips before bending their heads forwards to licking at one another. They also both brought their hands up to open each other's flower more, although Ami was first to push a finger into Akane, drawing a moan only partially muffled by Ami's thighs.
They licked and sucked at each other with a need born of wanting to give the other the most pleasure possible. Akane nibbled at Ami's clitoris, making Ami buck her hips up, just as Ami pumped two fingers into Akane, making Akane wiggle her hips in pleasure.
Finally they both focussed on each others clits, and this was enough to send both of them over the edge. They clung onto each other tightly as orgasms racked their bodies, both gasping with pleasure. Ami's face became covered with Akane's juices, and her own juices covered her own thighs.
That was soon taken care of as they cleaned each others crotch with their tongues, before Akane turned around again to clean herself off Ami's face.
They smiled at each other happily, and kissed again.
"Lucky you," whispered Ami.
"Why's that?" asked Akane, surprised.
"Because I have to hold the camera next time," Ami replied, making Akane grin and kiss her again.
They barely had enough strength left to climb under the bed sheet, and they held each other close as they drifted off to sleep.