Hatsukoi. (Lesbian Erotic Romance) (Ren'Ai Rensai)

by Hildred Billings

  “I could do that! Why don’t I just do that?”

  Another placid kiss. “Because I want to look at your beautiful face.”

  Aiko curled her free hand around Reina’s head and brought it down for a proper, impassioned kiss. While they became reacquainted with each other’s tongues, Aiko remembered her right hand and searched for Reina’s lingering lingerie. She grunted in approval into Aiko’s mouth as fingers pushed down fabric and glided through coarse hair.

  She tried to express her surprise at how wet the hair was, but Reina’s kisses were too powerful to do more than squeak. So Aiko braved on, like a woman standing on the shore and gauging the sea before finally diving in. Her middle finger found the break between Reina’s labia and immersed itself into her wetness.

  An excited hiss eked through Reina’s mouth as Aiko passed over the nub above the hole. Here I go.

  The moment Aiko penetrated her, Reina stopped kissing and started moaning into the pillow. Those muffled sobs of enjoymment urged Aiko to push onward and feel the inside of her lover’s body. Warm. Wet. So soft. She had never felt something so soft and warm. It reminded her of pushing down on a tongue, except the tongue was wrapped all around her finger and clenching harder with every second. Aiko pushed aside the opening with another finger and joined them together.

  “Is it good?” she asked.

  Reina lifted her head, a “Kimochi,” blending into Aiko’s lips.

  Every tiny thrust she managed elicited a heavy breath. At that awkward angle, Aiko could only push up to her second knuckle, but Reina seemed more than thrilled with the sensation by the way she rocked her hips and tossed her hair to the side.

  “Enough.” She latched onto Aiko’s arm and pulled her fingers out. The hand emerging glistened. “I’ll do you now.”

  She sat back on her haunches and removed Aiko’s panties with one swift pull – Aiko watched her underwear fly across Reina’s bedroom and bounce off the chair by the door before slumping to the carpet.

  With Reina’s weight off her, Aiko was able to open her legs and relieve the tension between them. Her hips autonomously moved even when Reina knelt on the futon and lowered her head.

  Aiko didn’t think it possible, but every time with Reina like this was more powerful than the last. Maybe it was the heavier tastes, or Reina’s hands massaging her thighs…in reality, it was probably her eyes, which gazed at Aiko and would have made her flush if her face were not dedicated to expressing satisfaction. Forgetting what it was covered in, Aiko brought her right hand to her mouth and licked it, tasting “Reina.” Her lover’s eyes glowed, and Aiko’s surprise transformed into brazenness as she closed her own eyes and imagined it was her lover’s body she tasted at that moment.

  When she could no longer pretend, Aiko pulled her fingers out of her mouth and moaned, her body becoming hot with impending orgasm. “Reina…” Her breaths were sharp between words. “Please, do it with your fingers too.” She craved the fullness like she began to crave sex in general.

  To her bitter surprise, Reina stopped. “I can do better than that,” she said.

  Aiko looked at her, the desire for orgasm lingering while its immediateness subsided. “Eh? What? Do I want to know?”

  Reina hopped off the futon. She left Aiko, open and ready for more sex, and traveled to the closet behind the frustrated futon.

  “What are you doing?” Aiko closed her legs and turned over so she could see Reina, in the nude, finagling with a case inside the closet.

  A door opened. “Close your eyes,” Reina said.

  “Nande?” But Aiko obeyed, covering her eyes with her hands for good measure.

  Reina’s footsteps grew louder until they were next to Aiko’s head. “Before you open your eyes, I want you to promise me not to panic.”

  “Why? What do you have?”

  “Promise.”

  “Okay.” Aiko opened her eyes.

  Nowhere in her imagination did she conjure up what Reina held in her hands. In one was a ball of black straps and a condom – She’s going to whip me! – in the other was something so surprising she thought she would pass out.

  A penis.

  Well, a fake one.

  “What’s that look for?” Reina dropped her items. “Haven’t you seen one before?”

  “No!”

  “Sou? Well, don’t worry, I won’t hurt you with it. I’m quite good, actually.”

  “No!”

  “Are you disagreeing with me? How would you know?”

  “No! No, I mean…” Aiko drew her legs up and slapped a hand over her mouth. Just looking at that thing killed her stalled orgasm. “I don’t know!”

  Reina’s mien flipped between varying stages of bemusement. “Just feel it. It’s not so big.”

  She handed the toy to Aiko, who looked at it as if it had a disease. Although she knew what a real penis was supposed to look like, this was an extra ten levels of awkward. But she took it into her hand and noted its humble girth and soft texture. Perhaps it wasn’t as big as Reina’s three fingers pressed together, but those fingers weren’t exactly this wide around, had a tapered head, and was the color of Aiko’s bedroom carpet.

  “What are you going to do with this?” she asked, afraid she already knew the answer. “Put it…in…” She couldn’t finish without dying of mortification.

  “So? Why not?” Reina took the dildo back and picked up the condom.

  “I don’t understand.”

  Before she opened the condom, Reina lowered her head and whispered into Aiko’s ear, “Do you want me to fuck your pussy real good?”

  Aiko couldn’t answer that. Not with words, anyway. Her heart beat fast beneath Reina’s weight, and her eyes widened until she could no longer see. Is this what she had in mind all along? She didn’t know if she could handle it without automatically imagining any of her old boyfriends instead of Reina.

  She remained silent, in awe as Reina tore open the condom and pulled it over the body of the toy. “You ready?”

  “What? No!”

  “Why not? I’ll be gentle.”

  Reina slipped a hand between Aiko’s legs and attempted to ease them open – Aiko kept them clamped shut. “Why would you want to put something like that in me? Is it a fetish?”

  “I don’t think it’s a fetish. But I enjoy doing it to women, you know?”

  “No, I don’t.”

  Reina shoved her forehead onto Aiko’s stomach. “As much as I love feeling good, too, I don’t think there’s anything better than making a woman experience all the best parts of sex. I think that’s where my own pleasure comes from. When I use this sort of thing on a woman, I’m not thinking like a pervert.” She turned her head. “I imagine it’s a part of my body, and it’s sex as usual. Just a different kind.”

  Questions burned in Aiko’s mind. But seeing Reina’s complacency was like glimpsing into her soul. Why shouldn’t I try it once?

  “I’ll be gentle, okay?” Reina kissed her on the cheek. “If you don’t like it, I’ll stop.”

  Aiko pulled her down for a kiss on the mouth, her tongue lashing out to berate Reina on a more intimate level. She responded with her usual fervor, although she did not roll on top of Aiko and have sex with her; instead, she pushed her arm between stiff legs.

  “Ii yo.” Aiko continued to kiss her, body relaxing under Reina’s sweet touch. She forgot about the toy and allowed Reina to enter her with fingers, their undulations reminiscent of their times in the love hotel.

  So Aiko didn’t even initially notice when the fingers disappeared for a second and returned with something else. Once she did notice, however, the head of the toy was already massaging her clitoris and luring her back into a sense of sensual security.

  “Just relax,” Reina said. “Don’t think about it.”

  She concentrated on the kisses she received. Reina’s other arm eased beneath Aiko’s body and cradled her, although her bottom half remained prostrate and bent open with an arm pushed beneath.


  Reina. Aiko felt something poke her. Reina. She clasped both her hands in Reina’s hair and prolonged their kisses. Reina… Skin stretched and molded around a foreign object, neither fingers nor tongue, but wielded by a lover nonetheless. Reina! It came out again for a reprieve before slipping in again.

  On and on they played like that, each time lasting a little longer than the previous. Aiko refused to look down at what her body did to accommodate the intruding object – maybe she just didn’t want to see the toy and have her fantasy of it being Reina destroyed. Her legs tired but she kept them spread nonetheless.

  “My arm’s tired.” Reina broke away and the teasing stopped. The emptiness left behind in Aiko’s body suddenly became noticeable…and she didn’t like it, not with her orgasm still left behind. “Did you like it, at least?”

  Aiko averted her eyes before giving the slightest nod. I wish you had finished.

  “Good.” The black straps were pulled over Reina’s legs. “Because I’m going to fuck you for real now.”

  Aiko knew better than to ask. She didn’t have to ask. Her eyes never left Reina’s as she adjusted the straps around her waist and inserted the toy into the harness. Aside from some coloration differences, Aiko could almost believe Reina had grown a penis.

  “I’ve never done it with a man before.”

  “I know. And who said I was a man? But if it helps you to pretend, that’s okay. I don’t mind being your first ‘man,’ too.”

  And with that Reina pulled her whole body close, the toy bumping into Aiko. She almost protested at the last second, but one flicker of a smirk from Reina was all it took to decide to go ahead with it.

  In the end, it was true: Aiko really had no idea what Reina meant when she originally asked her infamous line. And even though that object was not really a part of anybody, she swore Reina responded to being “inside” her all the same. Every gentle thrust was accompanied with a groan or a gasp; every breath in Aiko’s chest thumped in time to Reina’s movements; every second passing between their eyes was more intoxicating than the last. Aiko’s conceptions of “fullness” were altered when Reina slid forward and their hips met.

  Just as an orgasm began to build again, Reina lifted a leg and bent to kiss Aiko’s stomach. She trailed her tongue from navel to breast, hair drifting behind her. Aiko’s squeaks turned into moans, and she remembered the first time Reina went inside her, and how good it felt to have that fullness accompanied with passion.

  Reina the mind reader responded with appropriate ardor, the smugness on her face matched by the speed of her thrusts. Aiko slammed herself against the futon and grabbed the discarded comforter around her. Sweat trickled down her forehead and chest. Skin tightened. Muscles contracted.

  She wanted to look at Reina while they came, but the power coursing through her disagreed. Sounds clogged inside her throat as she turned her head and closed her eyes. Reina cried out while the thrusts slowed. All Aiko knew was that she didn’t want it to end.

  Her orgasm never peaked above new heights, but it was long and gratifying, lasting from Reina’s first cry and drifting away after five deep breaths. Reina fell on top of her, still lodged in her body.

  They shared careful kisses until Aiko could no longer stand to have her legs pried apart. Reina pulled out of her. The relief accompanying the muscles in Aiko’s folding legs was almost as nice as the orgasm had been.

  “That was good.” Reina foraged for a cigarette.

  Aiko laid her head on Reina’s chest and stroked her stomach. Smoke drifted over her body.

  “Give it.” Aiko sat up and plucked the cigarette from Reina’s hand.

  It had been three years since Aiko tried a cigarette for the first time after school, but what she learned then she remembered now. As Reina looked on, mouth open, Aiko took a long draft with minimal coughing. The drug hit her system and she melted into the futon and Reina’s sideways embrace.

  “See? I told you it was great after sex.” She reclaimed her cigarette.

  “Un.” Aiko closed her eyes and burrowed her face into Reina’s shoulder. The comfort from knowing they had all the time of the world together that night lulled her into a pleasant doze, and all she felt beneath her hand was Reina’s heartbeat.

  I want to stay like this forever. It went deeper than that. I wish she were my girlfriend.

  “Icha…ni…san!”

  Reina slugged back a shot of vodka and immediately felt it burn her throat. Her nose flared and her eyes squeezed shut, as if she were about to throw her alcohol back up again. Luckily for her, within a second the pain passed and was replaced with a buzz zipping up her spine. She slammed her shot glass on the bar counter and slapped Michiko on the knee.

  “Youshi! Feels good!” Reina forewent a second shot and instead ordered a bottle of beer. No sense getting wasted the night before work.

  Michiko, however, ordered a beer and another vodka. “I love this shit. Makes me feel too numb to feel anything else.”

  That’s a shitty reason to drink. Reina sipped beer and ogled Michiko’s bare legs, thankful they were in a lesbian bar considering the sleek pair she had. The few times they went to regular bars, men always hit on Michiko, and sometimes she flirted back. Tonight she seemed chummy enough to entertain a few men should they arrive.

  “So you haven’t told me how that weekend date with Ai-chan went.” Michiko ran her finger around the rim of her shot glass. “Did you test out her stamina?”

  Reina snorted into her bottle. “It was fine. Girl sure does ask a lot of questions. But the sex was good.” She tipped some soothing beer down her throat.

  The bartender returned to see if they needed anything else. After politely telling her to buzz off, Michiko kicked her foot against the bottom of the bar and giggled. “And we know that’s all that matters to you. You’ve turned that girl into a real lesbian, it seems, if she hasn’t ran off yet.”

  Feigned reply. Of course, sex with Aiko had been more than “good,” all three times they did it over that night: once in the evening, once again before going to sleep, and a final time in the morning. When Reina saw Aiko off at the train station earlier that afternoon, she had expressed a desire to visit again.

  “Maa, seems to me that if you don’t lose her soon, you’re gonna fall in love with her.” Michiko’s over exaggerated pout was a sure sign of oncoming drunkenness. “I don’t think I can bear the thought of you going monogamous on me.”

  A riot of laughter in the other corner of the bar distracted them. Four women gathered and dominated the sole bartender’s attention, much to Reina’s relief. My reputation would be ruined if anybody heard that. “Shut up. I’m not going to be monogamous, ever. There’s too many women in this world I still have to fuck.”

  Michiko turned to her beer. “Sure. You say that now. But what if you decide you like Ai-chan’s pussy more than mine?”

  Never. Aiko’s naiveté was amusing at times, but after a while it would bore Reina to death. Michiko, on the other hand, was a constant source of satisfaction, both in sexual and friendly senses. What luck that her best friend was also one of the most beautiful and adventurous women she knew.

  And a little drunk.

  “Uwaa, Reina…” Michiko slugged her in the arm and laid a head on her shoulder. “Kiss me so you don’t forget me.”

  Even though she was intoxicated and just giving out a hard time, Reina nonetheless tipped Michiko’s chin up and gave a quick peck. The peck turned into a real kiss, as Michiko grabbed Reina’s head and pried her lips apart.

  Just a few hours before, Reina had kissed Aiko a final time before leaving the house, a kiss full of her inhibitions chipping away under a supposed enchantment. She’s done things I bet she never thought she would do. The way her body responded to the fake phallus had given Reina one of the hardest orgasms since she used it on Michiko weeks before.

  And that intensity returned from just one kiss with Michiko, who knew all of Reina’s secrets, desires, and even thoughts. She was aware of t
he hollers coming from the other corner as she kissed her with the intention of leading it into sex. Reina thought she would be sexually satisfied for another couple of days, but Michiko always knew how to seduce her. Her tongue rolls across mine as if they were two halves of a whole. She also knew, from extensive experience, how well they bonded in the bedroom.

  Frustration filled Reina when Michiko pulled away and gulped more beer. The bartender jokingly chided them for their PDA, and one of the other women expressed her displeasure of the show ending too soon. Michiko waved at them with a toothy grin.

  “I think we might have fans! Ah! We should make a home video and sell it!”

  Her words went into Reina’s ears but didn’t register – she was too focused on Michiko’s figure, the chirp of her voice, and the scent of her shampoo. Another sound emerged and tore away Reina’s concentration. She realized it was her heart beating at the thought of kissing Michiko again.

  Only she made Reina’s nerves flutter.

  “Mi-chan…” Reina tried to take her hand, but she jerked away to take her shot of vodka.

  “Eh? Nani?” Michiko asked after recovering from her drink.

  “Nothing.”

  Reina weighed her options. She knew she cared for her friend more than any other woman, but she didn’t know if she could outweigh the foreign friends and the…Reina didn’t want to think about the drugs. For all she knew, Michiko was already high that night.

  Still, it didn’t change the most pivotal thing.

  Reina decided. She would go home and finish that letter to Michiko, the one telling her all the feelings in her own confused and infatuated heart.

  All she knew was that Michiko would be with her forever – as her girlfriend.

  Three days after last saying goodbye to Reina, Aiko remained in a foggy world full of endorphins and the memories of bathing and sleeping with another woman. Never before was she so smitten in a relationship of any kind, including all the previous boyfriends combined. Aiko was surer than ever she should convince Reina to become her official girlfriend.

  The hardest part was debating what to do about her friends.