Usagi's Usual Morning 2 WRITTEN BY: Jeffrey "OneShot" Wong MSTIED BY: Jamie Jeans a.k.a. JOLT!!! Once more I return to the land of Jeffrey Wong's infamous lemon, to laugh and point and riff away... honestly, this isn't a bad lemon, it's just... plotless. Jeffrey even admits to it which is allot more then what some authors will admit. Anyhow, this is my fifty-fourth MST and I hope you all enjoy it! LEGAL STUFF: All characters and concepts of Mystery Science Theater 3000 belongs to Best Brains Inc. Please don't sue me for I am merely borrowing your characters and not laying any claim on them. The following fanfic which is MSTied belongs to the author and not me. Now... on to the show! __________________________________________________________________________ Joel smiled into Cambot, while behind him, Tom and Crow were bouncing up and down on pogo sticks. "Hello folks and welcome to the satelite of love. As you can see behind me, Tom and Crow are jumping around on pogo sticks. They're trying to beat the world's record for a robot jumping on a pogo stick in space..." He glanced back at them, the two robots silently counting to themselves. "They've been at it for quite awhile... even though I told them that they're the only robots jumping on pogo sticks in space," he added. "Hooray! You just watch, Joel! I'm gonna beat the record in record time!" Crow shouted, bouncing up onto the desk with the lights on it and bouncing high up. A few seconds later, he crashed into the ceiling, bits and pieces of plaster falling down. "Owww..." Tom stopped pogo jumping a few seconds later. "Yes! Five hours, thirty minutes, and thirteen seconds of jumping around has given me the lead! I win! Hooray!" "Hey, can someone help me down, please?" Crow asked, voice filled with pain. "In a moment, Crow. I need a few more minutes to bask in glory!" Tom shouted up at him. "I'll get the broom," Joel said, and wandered off. A few seconds later, Gypsy came onto the bridge... on a pogo stick. The red robot stopped his celebrating, wondering just how a robot with no arms nor legs could jump around on a pogo stick in the first place. "Uhh... how long you've been at that, Gypsy?" he finally asked. "Just a few days," she replied, then hopped off the bridge. Joel walked back onto the bridge to see Tom leaning on the desk, crying, and heard soft sobbing coming from Crow. As he dislodged the golden robot, who promptly fell to the floor and landed in a smashed heap, the red light started to flash. "Looks like Too Cool and Grand Master Sexy are calling," he said and tapped the button. DEEP 13 "Now remember, Frank, I want shares bought in Pokemon. We can get money off the merchandising and keep this expierement funded," Dr. Forrester instructed his assistant, the ever loveable TV's Frank. "I hear you, Clayton. Pokemon... got it..." And with that, Frank sat down at the computer and started to buy stock in pokemon online. Turning to the camera, Dr. Forrester smiled. "Ah, hello there... as you can see, Frank here is busy getting us more funding. So why don't you go ahead with your invention first?" SATELITE OF LOVE "Crow! It's in the wrong way!" Tom shouted as Joel picked up a stuffed doll of a kitten and placed it on the desk. The kitten was small, about the size of a real live kitten, and it's hair was colored a light gray with flecks of white and black mixed into it. "We can't do anything about it now!" Crow hissed at him. Joel, deciding to simply get on witht he Invention exchange rather then risk the mad scientists wrath over a delay, started to talk. "As everyone knows, kittens are cute. But dolls of kittens are better then the real thing since one dosen't have to take care of or buy food for them. Also, everyone loves the smell of incense, yet hate cleaning the ashes that it leaves behind." Tom took over the explanation, but sounded a bit nervous. "Thus, what we have done is combined the two into a toy for all ages that also releases a mist of diffierent smelling incense when you squeeze it. Joel shall demonstrate." Joel picked up the doll and squeezed it in the middle, fully expecting the mist to come out the mouth. Instead, it came out the rear. Joel blinked and looked down at the two robots. "Care to explain?" "It's all Crow's fault! He built the thing!" Tom started immediately. "I was rushed and put the capsule with the incense in backwards!" Crow explained. DEEP 13 Dr. Forrester merely blinked at the invention a few times while Frank hauled theirs out. "An interesting variatoin on an old idea, but it dosen't have anything on THIS invention! Behold!" Dr. Forrester grabbed what looked like an ordinary CD tray, the kind shaped like a box, painted black, but it also had two small speakers on the top. "I call this little beauty the "In your face" CD box. Not only can you store your favorite CDs in it, but it'll tell you what it thinks of them. Now watch as Frank puts in some of his anime CDs..." Dr. Forrester opened up the box enough for Frank to put his "AH! My Goddess!" soundtrack into it and then closed it. "Oh, anime music. Otaku, huh? Gods, you must be girlfriendless and pathetic..." Frank sniffed and then ran out of Deep 13, crying. "As you can see, I've tuned this baby to insult people no matter WHAT the type of music is put in here. Thus dozens of people will be sent crying to their beds, as Frank is doing right now," Dr. Forrester explained. After a few moments, Frank came back in, knowing that to stay outside was to not get paid. He walked over to the control panel and began pushing buttons, sniffling all the while. "Your expierement for the day is the second part of the delightfully infamous lemon series 'Usagi's Usual Morning.' I hope you had plenty to eat, Joel, cause it looks as though the Senshi haven't. Send it to them, Frank," said Dr. Forrester. "I don't have a girlfriend cause I work here all the time," Frank muttered as he sent the fanfic up to the SOL. SATELITE OF LOVE Joel squeezed the kitten a few more times, filling the bridge with the sweet smell of incense. "This certainly puts a twist on all those fart jokes, eh guys?" Crow said. Suddenly, the lights started to flash and the sirens sounded. "Forget about that!" Joel shouted. "We've got fanfic sign!!!" He and the bots then proceded to run about hysterically before they went into the theater. [DOOR SEQUENCE... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...] [Joel sets Tom down in the third seat and sits down in the second while Crow sit sin the first.] >mjs@ascensionet.com (OneShot) TOM: When you're this good, you only need one shot. >Jeffrey "OneShot" Wong JOEL: Jeffrey Wong *is* Jet Li *as* the Black Mask! >Sailor Moon: Usagi's usual morning.2 CROW: Wake up, have coffee, grumble, save world, go back to sleep. JOEL: Crow, that's *your* usual morning. CROW: Ohh... >Note:This is a lemon. TOM: Warning, warning, this is a test of the lemon broadcasting system. Had this been an actual lemon, you may have creamed yourself by now. >Reading this over and over again in certain sections >could cause pain to come about on certain parts of your body. CROW: Especially if you happen to be wearing spandex on said certain parts of your body. >I hope you >enjoy.....reading this ;) JOEL: Ohh... good save. >Oh yeah, you don't really need the first part to understand this. CROW: It's a lemon, you expected some continuity or what? >There's >no plot that you're missing out on if you haven't read it. TOM: The lemon that graphically displays it's disregard of plot. JOEL: Plot? Who needs a plot? The readers will come for the women! > > Usagi leaned back against the couch, CROW: She's exhausted already?! But we haven't even gotten to anything yet! JOEL: Hold on, it's just the beginning. Have some patience. CROW: You forgot to program some in. >moaning in shear TOM: -agony over the new TGIF line up on ABC. >pleasure as >Makoto continued to lick at her folds of womanhood. JOEL: Why does that sound like a fragrance? TOM: Come sniff the Folds of Womanhood. New, from Calvin Kline. CROW: Shameless product plug number one. >Usagi's legs were >stretched out TOM: *bap* Owww... too far out. JOEL: Talk about getting close to the action. >in front of her in a formation of a wide "V", CROW: V is for victory! OTHERS: ... CROW: Sorry... it just came to me. >her feet in >the air, ALL: Now wave them like you just don't care... >Makoto's face buried deep between those slender legs of hers. JOEL: Better get her out of there before she smothers to death. > "Oh!" Usagi moaned, TOM: What a time to have to use the can! >pinching one of her own nipples, which was hard as >a rock. ALL: Like a rock... standing in all straight... like a rock... >With one hand, she was gently tugging at them, twisting them >between her thumb and index finger CROW: You keep doing that and your nipples are gonna fall off, young lady. >while her other hand held her slit wide >apart, exposing her clitoris, JOEL: I'm ready for my close up, Mr. Davile! >making it easier for Makoto to lick. TOM: The chocolate syrup didn't hurt either. >Waves of >pleasure surged through her JOEL: Intense PASSION gripped her! CROW: Powerful LUST controlled her! TOM: Insane HUNGER drove her! >with ever flick of Makoto's skillful tongue, CROW: That's nothing. You should see it type a hundred words a minute. Now *that's* skill! >causing Usagi's breathing to come in gasps. The sensations were >overwhelming, flooding her, JOEL: Quick! Someone toss her a life preserver! >threatening to overwhelm her TOM: Wow, the Department of Redundency Department is really getting some work out of this. >and send her into >orgasmic convulsions. CROW: Makoto had better be careful. Last time Makoto sent Usagi into orgasmic convulsions with her head between her legs, she nearly had her neck snapped. > "Oh, that feels divine" Usagi moaned in pleasure, her legs spreading >further apart, JOEL: Ohh... Usagi is gonna have some trouble popping that leg bone back in. >her womanly scent flooding the room. TOM: *cough* *cough* Oh great, someone dropped a bottle of Folds of Womanhood. JOEL: By Kelvin Kline. >She was practically >doing a split while resting her back against the couch, CROW: Looks like *someones* gonna be seeing a chiropracter after this. >Makoto eating her >out like there was no tomorrow. JOEL: Well I do hear that Japanese take out is delicious. CROW: Joel, that was *eating her out*, not eating out. JOEL: Ooops... my bad. > Makoto was slowly licking circles around Usagi's protruding clit, TOM: Round and round and round she goes! Where she stops, no one knows! >teasing >her terribly CROW: Meatball head! Meatball head! >as she flicked her tongue over the button every here and there, TOM: Here and there? JOEL: It's kinda like far and away except it's... here and there. >only to continue on licking circles a second later. JOEL: Her tongue's gonna get dizzy if she keeps this up. >As she continued to >assail Usagi's defenseless love tunnel, CROW: Her defences are down, men! CHARGE!!! >Makoto placed one of her fingers up >against the slit. Gently, she pushed her digit in, JOEL: Which one? There's allot of numbers out there. >stopping once it >disappeared up to her first knuckle. CROW: And for Makoto's next magical trick, she'll pull a rabbit out of her hat. >Makoto smiled, noticing how easily she >was able to slide a finger in. TOM: Seeing as how she's had plenty of practice. JOEL: The wonders of astroglide, ladies and gentlemen! >She knew that Usagi must've masturbated many >times in order to get her slit to accept a finger so invitingly. CROW: And how did she know? Two words: Hidden cameras! >Smiling >again, Makoto placed another finger up against the entrance, JOEL: Knock knock. TOM: Who's there? JOEL: Fingering. TOM: Fingering who? JOEL: You, obviously! HAH! >and then >gently slid it in, ALL: >stopping once it was buried up to her first knuckle like >her other finger. CROW: Ah, Makoto's digging for buried gold. JOEL: Well, she had better strike her claim first before anyone else does. >With two fingers inside of Usagi's love box, TOM: Is that anything like a Hope chest? JOEL: Kinda, in that it's special, except you don't store stuff in it. >Makoto >pushed them all the way in, CROW: Any further and she'll be able to tickle Usagi's tounsels. >sliding them in with ease, her fingers >lubricated with love juices. JOEL: Bottled daily and sold fresh from Snapple. >With the fingers buried in Usagi's pussy, TOM: Man, Luna looks pissed! >Makoto gently curled them upward, gently brushing her fingertips over >Usagi's g-spot, CROW: Don't you just hate trying to reach that one spot that always itches? >causing Usagi's perfect looking ass to rise TOM: I hope no one stomps around. Usagi's ass could fall flat. CROW & JOEL: ... TOM: Cause it's rising... and Makoto's a cook and... ah forget it. >off one of the >cushions of the couch CROW: Usagi's ass has MAD FLOATING SKILLZ. >as the sensations took control of her. JOEL: The Sensations were quick to set up a democratic goverment and free the people. TOM: Live, in concert: The Sensations!!! > That hit the spot, Makoto thought, smiling inwardly. Slowly, Makoto >started to push her fingers in and out, Usagi's hips swaying with its >motions, TOM: I've heard that watching swaying hips is very relaxing... JOEL: That's swaying trees, not hips, Tom. CROW: [watching] Hey, I'm not complaining! >trying to make the fingers penetrate deep into her with every >thrust, CROW: We have booster ignition. Thrust at one hundred percent. >her pussy juice flowing out of her hole, and onto Makoto's fingers >and the couch. JOEL: I hope you've got a good stain remover. That apholtries a killer to clean. > With one hand working on Usagi's virgin hole, TOM: At minimum wage. >Makoto reached her other >hand upward and grabbed hold of one of Usagi's breasts, JOEL: Convient Usagi's got those handles for Makoto to steady herself with. >the breast Usagi >wasn't pinching and rubbing. Without looking, her face still buried deep >between Usagi's slim legs, CROW: Man, who would have thought that Makoto could hold her breath for so long? TOM: Ah, she's probably wearing a snorkel or something. >Makoto started kneading the mound, TOM: For several minutes before placing it in the pan to cook... > gently >pinching the nipple between her thumb and middle finger, twisting it >ever-so-slightly. TOM: Makoto must be wondering what other stations she can get on the radio. >As she continued to lick Usagi's clit, Makoto, who was on >her knees, felt something warm and moist touch her own clit, sending >shockwaves throughout her body. JOEL: The results of the bomb, however, were quite messey. >She felt a tongue gently flick over her own >protruding clit CROW: Hey, Makoto tastes like chocolate! >as a finger entered her own virgin slit. TOM: Prepare for docking bay procedures. >Makoto knew that >it was Minako who was pleasuring her. JOEL: Wow, Makoto has MAD PSYCHIC SKILLZ. TOM: But isn't that Rei that has that? > Minako was on her back, her face underneath and between Makoto's legs. CROW: Hey Makoto, your oil filter needs replacing something bad. >The >blond bombshell TOM: KABOOM! [Everyone dives for the floor.] >was was gently flicking her tongue over Makoto's yearning >clit, savoring her love juices as it dripped into her mouth. [Everyone gets back in their seat.] CROW: I guess Minako dosen't want to buy the bottled stuff. JOEL: Well freshly squeezed juices *are* more healthier then the bottled stuff. >She was gently >sliding one of her fingers in and out of Makoto's cunt CROW: And in and out and in and out and in and out and- [Joel baps Crow on the back of his head.] CROW: Ow! Thanks, Joel. Got stuck in a rut there. JOEL: Your welcome. >as she continued >fingering herself, her own hips swaying TOM: Someone's bound to fall over from all this swaying sooner or later. >as her digits JOEL: 3, 57, 89, 100, 23, 65... >entered and exited >her own virgin lips. CROW: Come through the drive through at Virgin Lips and get a free soda! >Minako was sliding her index and middle finger deep >into her love tunnel TOM: And the thumb and middle finger were making out like there was no tomorrow. >as her thumb rubbed circles around her aching clit. JOEL: If it's that sore, then maybe she should put some Ben-Gay onto it. >Her slim legs were spread wide apart, CROW: Gotta get my morning stretches in... >exposing her delicate flower obscenely TOM: How does one rudely show off their garden anyhow? >for all to see. JOEL: Mind you, there was a buck a person charge at the door. >Her golden pubic hair was mussed and wet with her pre-cum, >some pre-cum running down over her beautiful ass, CROW: How come everyone's ass is beautiful? Where's the big fat hairy ones we hear people fear all the time, huh?! TOM: You *want* to see big fat hairy asses? CROW: Not really, but I figure I should complain about something. >falling onto the floor in >little droplets. Her breathing came in gasps JOEL: Poor Minako, she must be having an asthma attack. >as her hips continued to move >with each thrust of her fingers. > Minako moaned inwardly as she felt a gentle tongue flick over one of her >aching nipples, TOM: How come everything aches in this lemon? Did they all get into a fight before the gang bang or what? >which was just yearning for attention. CROW: I want attention! WAH! >As Minako felt the >tongue gently move in circles around one of her delicate nipples, TOM: Wow... deja-vu. [Crow falls out of his seat.] JOEL: Were you watching the tongue go round and round? CROW: [getting back into seat] Gyah... dizzy... >she felt >her other nipple being gently squeezed and twisted, CROW: Just gotta see if this thing is on or not... JOEL: Would you stop that? >causing her to cry out >for more of that sensation. JOEL: Girls love having delicate parts of their body twisted! > Minako took her eyes off of Makoto's aching slit TOM: To which Makoto was very grateful having those eyeballs out of there. >to see whose experienced >tongue and fingers were slowly bringing her to her peak. CROW: Probably Haruka's... JOEL: At this point, I wouldn't be too surprised if the geniune homosexual Senshi showed up. >She smiled when >she realized it was Ami who was pleasuring her so sensuously. TOM: Hey, I didn't know Ami knew that much. CROW: Well, who do you think taught Minako? JOEL: This must be another one of her *oral* lectures then. >Smiling once >again, Minako turned her attention back onto licking Makoto's helpless >clit, JOEL: Makoto is helpless before the power of porn(tm)! TOM: What? Watching it? JOEL: No, being in it. >sliding her tongue around and right over the button CROW: Minako is really giving Makoto a tongue lashing. >while >simultaneously thrusting her fingers deep into Makoto's virin cunt, TOM: I don't know what she's digging for, but I don't think she's gonna find it. JOEL: I think she moved on to digging for something else. >causing >the auburn-haired beauty to stop her licking of Usagi's pussy to moan in >pleasure. CROW: Oh Michiru... TOM: Uh, it's Minako. CROW: Oh Setsunna... TOM: It's Minako! > Minako moaned at the same time Makoto moaned, Ami pleasuring her well. JOEL: As opposed to pleasuring herself. CROW: You mean she isn't? >Ami was busy flicking her tongue over one of Minako's nipples, one of her >hands kneading the other delicate mound, pinching the nipple, TOM: Studying for her test, cleaning the living room, cooking supper... >giving it as >much attention as her tongue gave the other one. Ami's other hand was >between her long, shapely legs, JOEL: Vancouver Island shaped in fact. >gently rubbing her clit with her thumb as >three of her fingers dug deep into her slit, curled downward and gently >rubbing against her g-spot. CROW: If she can reach her own g-spot, then what the heck does she need the other Senshi for? JOEL: Well, it's a team building expierence. > Ami, who was on her knees, gracefully moved from Minako's aching nipples, >and buried her face between Minako's slender legs, TOM: Mmpfh! Mmmpfh mpfh mff... JOEL: Why yes, Ami, Minako is a real blonde. >her nose gently brushing >up against her golden pubic hair, the musky scent of Minako's cunt turning >Ami on incredibly. Ami was now flicking her tongue up the folds of Minako's >pussylips CROW: Should Ami really be french kissing Artemis like that? >while she continued pinch at her nipple, twisting them, teasing >them for all they're worth. JOEL: About five dollars on the black market. > Usagi moaned in shear extasy as Makoto started to lick her clit directly >instead going in circles around it. TOM: Makoto's tongue finally pulled over and asked for directions. >Usagi moaned again as she felt Makoto's >tongue enter deep into her love hole, filling it with her saliva, licking >every drop of pre-cum that emerged from the delicate slit. Usagi, no longer >needing to hold the folds of her womanhood apart for Makoto to get at her >clit, took her hands away from her pussy TOM: Where they immediately slammed shut. JOEL: ARGH! MAH TONGUE IFF STUCK! MAH TONGUE IFF STUCK! >and started pinching at her >nipple, the other hand still busy pinching the other nipple. CROW: Normally I don't mind watching orgies, but this is getting confusing. TOM: Yeah, I don't know whose hands are going where! JOEL: I think I saw a few extra join in. >Usagi closed >her eyes and started letting the sensations start to bring her JOEL: By stretch limo. >towards her >orgasm. As she did this, she felt a tongue thrust deep into her mouth. CROW: What's with all the thrusting? Dosen't anyone gently pull in anymore? >She >opened her eyes and realized that Rei had her mouth closed over hers, >both of their tongues intertwining. TOM: When two Boa Constrictors mate... >Usagi closed her eyes again and started >to kiss back, CROW: Geez, took you long enough, meatball head! >letting her own tongue dart deep into Rei's mouth, JOEL: Hey cool, you've got peppermint gum! >licking at >the sides of the inside of her mouth as Rei did the same with her. TOM: Uhh... who's licking who? CROW: At this point, this whole lemon licks. >Usagi >felt a hand touch the small of her back as another touched the base of one >of her breasts. Usagi, without opening her eyes, knew it was Rei's hand. JOEL: Usagi learned her psychic skillz from the amazing RANDO!!! > Rei, as she continued to shove her tongue deep into Usagi's mouth, CROW: Realized she had lost her gum and started battling Usagi for it. >started moving her hand away from the small of Usagi's back, letting it >travel south. TOM: Where it teamed up with a Chicago cop. JOEL: Oh, real obscure, Tom. >Once the hand was on one of the firm cheecks of Usagi's >gorgeous ass, Rei started kneading it, squeezing it, CROW: Rolling it, pounding it, flouring it... >causing Usagi's >tongue to dart deeper into her mouth in appreciation. Rei continued to >squeeze the cheek of Usagi's ass for several moments JOEL: It's real soft so it must be plenty ripe by now. >before stopping to >move further south. Rei's hands stopped as one of her finger's rested up >against Usagi's asshole. TOM: Ewww, Usagi, did you forget to wipe? >Slowly, Rei started rubbing circles around the >anus, CROW: Rei's are known to circle the prey for hours before descending upon them... >causing Usagi to moan inwardly. Rei then gently pushed one of her >fingers into Usagi's hole, stopping once it was up to the knuckle. Usagi >never protested Rei's finger JOEL: Carrying all those signs was simply too much hassel. >entering her and she aknowledged it by moaning >again. Knowing that Usagi wanted more, Rei placed another finger up against >the entrance TOM: Knock knock! CROW: Who's there? TOM: Anus. CROW: Anus who? TOM: Uranus! Hah! [From off screen, someone shouts "WORLD SHAKING!" and a globe of yellow light strikes Tom.] TOM: AHHH!!! JOEL: Careful, Tom. Haruka hates that joke. >and gently pushed it in. ALL: Plug it in, plug it in... >With two finger's in Usagi's ass, Rei >started to thrust it in and out, pleasuring Usagi as much as she could. CROW: If she really wanted to pleasure Usagi, Rei should have gotten her a drugged up Mamoru. >As she continued to thrust her fingers deep into Usagi's ass, Rei started >kneading at the base of Usagi's beautiful breast, JOEL: Which is attached to her beautiful chest which is attached to her beautiful midsection which is attached to her beautiful... >noticing how firm it >felt in her hand. Usagi, wanting to pleasur Rei as much as she pleasured >her, stopped pinching her own tits to reach out and rub Rei's private area. TOM: [still smoldering slightly] Reach out and rub someone, the new motto from AT&T. > Usagi's fingers gently flicked over Rei's aching clit, casuing the >black-hair beauty to thrust her tongue deep into her mouth in gratitude. CROW: Rei, your tongue is in her longue. Ease up! >Usagi then pressed one of her fingers up against the entrance and gently >pushed it in, stopping once it reached her first knuckle. Not getting any >form of protest from Rei, JOEL: Just those court orders to stay fifty feet away. >Usagi pressed another finger up against the slit >and slid that one in also. TOM: Come on, go for the gusto and shove the whole hand in there! There's room enough! >She then placed a third figer CROW: A Sailor V action figure, in fact. >and slid it in as >well. With three finger's deep inside of Rei's pussy, Usagi started to >thrust it in and out, slowly building Rei up tpwards an orgasm. JOEL: But being with the union, she took a ton of coffee breaks and went on strike for higher wages. > Makoto, who was still eating out Usagi, opened her eyes and noticed that >Rei's hand was near her face. CROW: Hey Rei, your life line looks pretty good to me. >She then realized that Rei was thrusting her >index and middle finger deep into Usagi's ass. Seeing that turned Makoto on >incredible, JOEL: When she looked back at Minako and Ami, she got switched onto sensational! >almost bring her to orgasm. Seing that made Makoto wonder how >good it felt to have something shoved up her own ass. TOM: And what erotisism there was left flew out the window! CROW: Flew out the window? Heck, it was wearing rockets when it left! JOEL: Wow, Makoto would simply *love* an enema, wouldn't she? >The thought gave >her an idea. JOEL: First one's free, but the next you gotta pay for. >Makoto stopped pinching Usagi's nipple so she could work on >fingering her ass herself. CROW: She had put it off long enough and was *way* behind schedule. >Makoto reached backward with her free hand and >gently pressed one of her fingers up against her own asshole, her digit >sliding in with ease. TOM: Favorite number, mambo 5! >The sensations were overwhelming, causing her to >shudder in shear extasy. JOEL: That's not the sensations making you shudder, it's an earthquake! >But she didn't cum yet. She could still hold out. CROW: She had plenty of water and nonperishables. >Makoto started to thrust her finger deep into her ass, enjoying the >sensation as it enveloped her, almost bringing her to the edge. ALL: Living on the edge! You can't help yourself from falllling! >As she >continued to thrust a finger up her asshole, Makoto continued to use her >other hand to finger Usagi's slippery little cunt. TOM: Better get both hands in on this, it's hard to keep that grip. >Makoto shoved her tongue >deep into Usagi's snatch, savoring her womanly love juices, the taste >turning her on even more. JOEL: So, essentially, Usagi is a bottle of viagra. CROW: Apparently. >Makoto knew that, with Minako still eating her out >while fingering her and herself, she was going to climax at any moment. > Minako's tongue darted deep into Makoto's beaver, TOM: It was a Canadian beaver, raised from a small cub. JOEL: And believe me, that animal did NOT like it. >her nose pressed up >against her pubic mound, her auburn pubic hair tickling her nose. CROW: *ACHOO* >The musky >scent that emanated from Makoto's pussy was overwhelming, bringing Minako >close to climax. JOEL: But isn't Ami doing that? TOM: Sadly enough, they ran out of gas and had to walk the rest of the way to Climax. >As her tongue entered the Makoto's slit, CROW: Come see Makoto's Slit! The new attraction at Disneyland! >Minako fingers >also entered along with it. The fingers were curled upward, rubbing >Makoto's g-spot, TOM: >bring her towards the brink of climax. The taste of >Makoto's love juice was great, JOEL: And less filling! >Minako making sure not one drop fell her >pussy, CROW: Last time that happened, poor Artemis was knocked silly for a week! >and onto the floor. As she continued to slurp any droplets of >pussy juice that fell from Makoto's cunt, TOM: *SLURP* *BELCH* Excuse me! >Minako continued to finger >herself, her own finger thrusting deep into her own cunt. Her legs were >spread wide apart, JOEL: I could never do the splits like that in gym class. >the bottom of her feet on the floor, her knees pointing >towards the ceiling, her ass leaving the floor with every thrust and >penetration of her fingers. CROW: Masterbation equals levitation? TOM: This is obviously one of those lesser known Senshi powers. > But Minako wasn't the only one that was pleasuring herself. Ami was >helping also. JOEL: So Ami was helping to pleasure herself? TOM: Don't think about it, you'll only hurt yourself. >As Minako continued to finger herself, Ami was busy flicking >her tongue over the gorgeous blond's protruding clit. TOM: Minako's clit was soooo protruded... JOEL & CROW: How protruded was it? TOM: It was so protruded that when she turned around on one side of the room, she knocked over the TV on the other side! Hah! >One of her hands >was busy pinching one of Minako's nipples, teasing it CROW: You're fat and ugly and you'll never get into a good University! >by having the index >finger flick agaisnt it every here and there while her other hand was busy >entering her own cunt. JOEL: Hi, can I come in? Wow, great place you've got here! >Ami was fingering herself. TOM: In case you forgot. CROW: No Jeffrey, we haven't forgotten. >Her thumb rubbed against >her clit as her index and middle finger slid in and out of her pussy. >Sloshing nosies could be heard with every thrust. It was the noise of her >moist love tunnel as the juices flowed freely down over her fingers, and >onto the floor. JOEL: Usagi's Usual Morning: the fanfic that strives to prove you don't need erotisism to make a lemon. > The room was filled with the musky scent of womanhood, its scent >disorientating. TOM: Tell me about it, my eyes are watering! JOEL: But you don't have eyes. TOM: Goes to show how bad it is, don't it? >But it was a great scent, a scent that turned all five >girls on temendously. CROW: They could have just saved themselves a ton of trouble and bought those aroma therapy candles. > Usagi could take no more. She moaned as her body tensed up, JOEL: Muscle cramp. Muscle cramp! >her orgasm >sending shockwaves of pleasure thoughout her entire body. Her pussy >contracted on Makoto's finger's TOM: *CRUNCH* CROW: Ohhh... that's gonna take awhile to heal. >holding them fast in her folds. Rei's >fingers were momentarily held fast in Usagi's ass. CROW: Owowowowowowowowowow!!! >Every muscle in Usagi's >body tensed up as her orgasm flooded her, overwhelming her. Usagi's pussy >juice came out like a flood, TOM: Thus, everyone drowned. The end. >spraying all over Makoto's face. The juice was >warm and slimy, emanating a most arousing smell. CROW: Now really, if they need something else to arouse them, they must be the hardest to satisfy women I've ever seen! >At the same time, Makoto >orgasmed also. Having seen Usagi go into her orgasm brought her over the >edge. JOEL: Now you see what happens when you forget to attach the safety cord? Remember this... >Makoto's body tensed like Usagi's her fingers held fast in her own >asshole. TOM: *SNAP* JOEL: At this rate, it's gonna be a long while before Makoto can pick up a spatula again. >The wave of pleasure was great, a feeling she never felt in her >life. As the orgasm started to subside, Makoto started licking the cum that >Usagi's orgasm had srayed on her face. The cum tased delicious, almost >turning Makoto back on. TOM: And just how did it reach the switch on the back of her neck, hmmm? CROW: You sound skeptical. >As the sensations started to subside, Makoto >started to wipe the cum of her face, licking the cum of her hands once she >was finished. JOEL: Finger licking good. CROW: The Kernal's secret recipe ain't got nothing on this. >As she did this, her own love juices were flowing, ALL: Free flowing, flowing, flowing... >some of it >flowing down the length of her shapely legs, and onto the floor, and some of >it on Minako's beautiful face. TOM: You know what they don't lick up they use as a face cream. JOEL: I hear it's good for wrinkles. > Minako, unable to hold out any longer, CROW: She didn't have no where near the amount of supplies Makoto had. >the pleasure Ami giving her just >too much to handle, orgasmed about a second after Usagi and Makoto >orgasmed. Minako thrusted her hips high into the air, JOEL: Uh, Rei? I accidently punched a hole in your ceiling... >her ass leaving the >floor, as she felt a wave of shear pleasure envelope her, JOEL: -toss a stamp on her and mail her to Hawaii. >most of it around >her love box. Her juiced came out like a geyser, TOM: Ah, I see good ol faithful is coming right on schedule. >filling Ami's mouth full of >its delicate liquid. Ami, swallowed that mouthful of cum in one gulp. CROW: And immediately started to cough when it went down the wrong pipe. >As >the intense orgasm started to subside, Minako wiped the cum of her face >with a cum-drenched hand and started to lick it off her fingers, savoring >its delicious taste. JOEL: Good to the last drop! >She them started licking Makoto's cunt clean, CROW: Seeing as how they were all out of paper towels and all. >making >sure she got every last drop. > Ami orgasmed at the same time Minako orgasmed, the taste of her cum bring >her to her climax. The muscles in Ami's snatch tighten around her fingers, >holding them fast TOM: Either give me what I want or the fingers get it! >as her own love juices started to pour out, drenching her >fingers. JOEL: And the floor. CROW: Man, Rei is not going to be happy with the cleaning bill for the carpet. >Once the orgasm started to subside, Ami brought her cum-drenched >hand to her face and licked all her love juices off, making sure she didn't >miss a drop. CROW: You know, if they're all this hungry to lick something, why don't they just buy some popsicles? At least they won't make a mess on the floor with them. >As soon as her hand was licked clean, Ami started licking >Minako's cunt clean of it's cum-filled mess, TOM: Of course, the fact that she used a mop and bucket didn't really help. >making sure her tongue flicked >over the clit every here and there. > Rei orgasmed immediately, Usagi's fingers able to do its job. JOEL: Then they demanded overtime and better pay. >Rei's pussy >gushed out gallons of cum, most of it falling into Usagi's hands, CROW: Just how big a palm does Usagi have? JOEL: Big enough to catch gallons of cum, apparently. TOM: Come and see Usagi's hands! The largest in the world! >some >of it falling onto the couch. TOM: Well crud, there goes the leather. >Rei's was in a slight haze when she saw Usagi >pull her fingers out of her cunt and lick it clean of cum. That sight >turned Rei on, making her clit swell up again. JOEL: Uh-oh, Rei got stung by a bee again. > "I think it's best we stop" Ami said, getting to her feet, TOM: Gee, you think? CROW: I think the fact that the cum level was reaching their knees might have clued her in. >rubbing her >pussy a few time JOEL: You know, I like this attention as much as the next cat, but not when your hands are all sticky! >to catch the remaining cum that dripped from her virgin >snatch. The inside of her leg was covered in cum, her own cum. TOM: NO!!! I never would have been able to figure THAT one out! JOEL: Calm down, Tom. >As Ami >rubbed her private area, she made sure she took her time, not to get the >last of the cum, but to rub her clit one last time. CROW: Gotta wax it till it gets that nice gloosy look. > "I think you're right" Minako said, getting up to her feet, JOEL: Just watch, everyone starts getting up and slipping all over the place. >licking her >fingers a few times, making sure she got the last bit of cum. She rubbed >her pussy a few times, TOM: And believe me, Artemis was not pleased about licking *that* off of his head. >sticking a finger in to catch the last droplet of >cum. Once she was satified her cunt was clean, she wiped her face with her >hand and licked the fingertips, enjoying the sweet taste of pussy juice. > "What should we do now?" Makoto asked, CROW: Silly me. Here I thought the question would be *who* they would do now. >getting up off her knees. She >gently place one of her feet on the couch to expose her love box. She then >thrusted a finger up it to catch the last bit of cum. But for some reason, >she left her finger in her pussy for a far longer time than needed. TOM: Minako lost her ring in there and Makoto's trying to get it out. >As she >pulled her fingers out, she made sure her fingertips brushed against her >clit, which sent warm sensations through her body. > "Well, we were supposed to goto the beach today" Rei said, hopping off >the couch, wiping the cum off her face and eating it. JOEL: If they're that hungry, they should just make a sandwich or something. >She then reached a >hand between her legs and parted her pussylips with her thumb and index >finger, opening her cunt wide so the rest of the juices could come out. CROW: Come out, come out where ever you are! >When she did that, a stream of cum running down the length of her long >legs formed. Rei gracefully bent down and scooped the cum up in her hand >and slurped the rest of it up. TOM: I guess that saves the problem of mopping it up later. > "I guess we should get ready to goto the beach then" Usagi said, not >bothering to get to her feet. She still had her legs spread apart, JOEL: Uh, guys? My muscles locked up... help me out here. >her cunt >shown obscenely to the other four girls. CROW: I flash myself rudely at you! >Cum dribbled down from her pussy, >and onto the couch. Usagi gracefully scooped up the cum that was on her >body and swallowed it. She then plunged two of her fingers deep into her >beaver, TOM: The Canadian mascot is not amused. >wiggling it around when it was inside, ALL: Wiggle it, just a little bit... I wanna see you wiggle it... >enjoying the sensations >before pulling it back out, licking her fingers free of the remaining cum >droplets. Usagi never bothered to close her legs, her clit still >protruding through her golden cum-saturated pubic hair. CROW: Our hair is cum saturated for the best tasting hair there is... TOM & JOEL: Ewww... >The other four >girls smiled at Usagi, wondering how on earth Usagi had managed to have >gotten over her shyness. JOEL: Those bottles of Hard lemonade in the corner may be a clue. >They had stubbled in on Usagi when she was >masturbating and she didn't even bother to stop untill she orgasmed. TOM: That Usagi, she just loves being the center of attention. >Just >the sight of seeing Usagi masturbate was what got the rest of the girls to >join in. Bu what started out in the bathroom ended up in the livingroom. CROW: A good thing too. All that cum could have plugged up the drain. TOM: I'm not worried about it plugging up, I'm worried about it *backing* up! > "I have a better idea" Makoto said, her clit starting to swell as she >continued to gaze at Usagi's inviting pussy, JOEL: Usagi's pussy was so inviting... TOM & CROW: How inviting was it? JOEL: It even had written invitations! Hah! >her nipples starting to harden >again, her heartbeat starting to pace. TOM: Oh no, she's having a heart attack! Quick! Someone call 911! > "What kind of idea?" Usagi said, thrusting a few fingers back into her >pussy because it felt good the first time around. CROW: She thought it felt nice, so she did it twice. > "This..." Makoto said, getting back onto her knees and buring her head >between Usagi's spread apart leg, JOEL: Assume the position. >her tongue darting deep into her pussy. > Usagi moaned as her virgin cunt sent signals of pleasure up to her >brain. TOM: Too bad it was still using a 14,400 K/S modem. > The other three girls, seeing Makoto take the initiative, decided that >that was a much better than going to the beach anyday. CROW: Do you see me disagreeing? No way! TOM: Well, if they wanted, they could do this *at* the beach. The best of both worlds. >Minako shrugged her >shoulders and then dropped back onto her back, positioning herself >underneath and between Makoto's legs again. JOEL: Ok, this time I'm gonna work on your shocks, might have to replace those. >Ami smiled as she got back onto >her knees again so she could eat Minako out again, TOM: Oh, I've heard Minako goes great with a side dish of Caesar salad. >her fingers deep inside >her pussy even before she started licking. Rei smiled inwardly as she >gracefully hopped back onto the couch, CROW: Boingy, boingy, boingy... >planting her lips over Usagi's. JOEL: In weeks there would grow a mighty oak! > "This is a much better idea" Usagi said, moaning in pleasure. TOM: Of course, there's all those youma's going around, sucking out people's energy and making the Negaverse stronger and stronger. JOEL: The Outer Senshi are wondering where the heck they are... CROW: Along with Tuxedo Kamen... > CROW: And the lemon just ends... TOM: But the scenes remain in our memory forever... >Well, I hope you liked it. CROW: Much faster then the last, I can tell you that! >Please send comments if you have any. JOEL: Consider it done. >I would >really appreciate it. First off, I'd like to say that without Naoko >Takeuchi, I wouldn't have written this fanfic. Second, this is my only my >third attempt at writing a lemon, please take that into consideration when >flaming me. TOM: What? We're NOT supposed to flame!? But what about these hot dogs and marsh mellows I bought? I got those for nothing!? JOEL: Calm down, Tom... we'll cook those up later. >I'm sorry for any grammatical or spelling errors. > >P.S.-If you want any of my other fanfics, just ask. JOEL: And send ten bucks for each fanfic. Writing dosen't pay much and I've got bills to pay. >Please note that I'm online seldomly. > > > Jeffrey "OneShot" Wong ALL: TOM: And with that infamous name glaring in our faces, we take out leave. [Joel picks up Tom and walks out of the theater, followed closely by Crow.] > ALL: Bye! [DOOR SEQUENCE... 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7...] "So apparently, men aren't needed in this universe of lesbians," Tom observed as he hovered by the desk. "I don't think that's the message of the fanfic," Joel said. "Then what is it? Every story has to have a message, deliberate or not," Tom asked. "Ummm..." "I believe it's that when you're hungry, don't go to the fridge, just go to your-" Crow was cut off abruptly as Joel put a hand over his mouth. "That's not it... it's just a lemon. That's all. There *IS* no message," Joel explained. "You're wrong! There *IS* a message from this series and I *WILL* find it! Crow! Come with me!" Tom said, and with that, he and Crow left the bridge for the ship's library. The redlight started to flash and Joel tapped it. "What do you think, sirs?" DEEP 13 "You idiot! You nincompoop! You buffoon!" Dr. Forrester yelled as he strangled his lab assistant. Frank tried to say something in reply but his face was currently turning a deep shade of blue and he couldn't breath. "I see *Pokemon*! Invest in *Pokemon*! Not *Digimon*! he yelled, throwing Frank off ot the side, where he landed on the button. *BLIP* \ / \ / \ / 0 / \ / \ / \ *FWOOOOOSSSSHHH!* __________________________________________________________________________ Please send any C&C to: xwing@uniserve.com