“Hey let’s do something fun.” Jam stretched longingly in her chair as she looked over at Baiken, who was sipping a saucer quietly on the floor.
“You go ahead, I just want to sit and drink my tea.” The one-armed woman waved her right sleeve at the young girl as she hid her face slightly.
“Come on, your no fun Baiken!” Jam groaned miserably as she got to her feet and threw a few mock punches into the air. The two robed girls had checked into an Inn after a late night underground fighting competition and decided to share a room. They had been in their room all day and despite having just awakened, Jam was well on her way to bothering Baiken or so she thought. It’s not that the Japanese woman hated the Chinese girl, but her carefree; drop of the hat attitude was something that no one fully understood and got on most people’s nerves with her silly restaurant idea. Jam waited for Baiken to scold her as it was expected of the one-armed, one-eyed woman.
“You’re not bored are you?” Baiken smiled warmly as she adjusted herself, opening the bottom of her robe to the sides of her thighs. Jam raised her eyebrows sharply as she glared at Baiken’s smooth legs and if you were at the right angle her lower garden. Jam knew Baiken to be a bit more private with her body as she continued to figure out what was going on.
“You can fawn over me if you like?” Baiken turned her red-cheeked face towards the brown-haired girl as this raised a red flag instantly for Jam.
“What kind of tea is that?” Jam stormed over and smelled Baiken’s breath.
“You’re drunk!” Jam leaned back disgusted at the woman as Baiken suddenly grabbed her with her only hand and dragged her to the floor.
“I only had a little bit.” Baiken showed her native friend with a gap between her finger and thumb as she groped Jam clumsily with her body. Jam pushed the drunken woman aside as she fell into the cushions, giggling.
“What are you playing at Baiken?!?” Jam brushed herself off as Baiken popped her head up.
“I was jus’ doing what you asked me.” Baiken frowned a little as the brown-haired girl barked.
“I didn’t say I wanted a drunk, Japanese woman feeling me up.” Jam huffed meanly as Baiken’s drunken stupor poured fore.
“You didn’t say it wouldn’t be fun either.” Baiken grinned lightly as Jam turned away, causing the woman to sulk.
“I understand… it’s my body is’it?” Baiken sighed lowly as Jam turned instantly, excuse ready.
“No, no it’s not that.” Jam began as the pink-haired woman cut her off.
“Then is it my eye?” Baiken’s eye teared up as Jam moved closer and sat down next to her.
“No, its jus’ strange that’s all, I only know you as a fighter Baiken, and your body has nothing to do with it, honest.” The Chinese girl was surprised even more when the handicapped woman began to cry out loud and jerked the top of her robe down. Baiken’s upper body was scared badly and mostly around her remaining arm.
“They always try to cut off my other arm… treating it as a joke, so I fight, but that’s all I know how to do is fight!” Baiken tightened her fist across her bare chest as her body quavered. “This hand, this body has never felt the flesh of another, male or female.” Baiken sobbed quietly as she bowed her head, tears streaming from her eye.
“Baiken…”
“What does it matter anymore?” The pink-haired woman reached over to grab the bottle off the floor as Jam grabbed her hand, her heart aching for the older woman. Come to think of it, it had been a while since Jam was in the loving embrace of another as she knew what to do.
“At less offer me a drink first.” Baiken’s eye widened as Jam smiled sweetly and wiped Baiken’s tears with a slim finger.
The two girls soon found themselves next to one another at the small table in the middle of the floor, sipping saki. Baiken had quit crying as Jam began to steal glances at the older woman. Baiken was tough and her poise and manner reinforced it, but she was also very lonely which made everything else null and void. Her body was firm and tight, but badly beaten and worn, not like the others who had most of their bodies still intact.
“More?” Baiken offered politely as she poured another drink anyway. Jam’s mind clicked smartly as she looked into Baiken’s eye.
“Can I give you a massage?” Jam asked softly as the Japanese woman blushed deeply. She didn’t know to say as Jam made her mind up for her and quickly came up behind her.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gently.” Baiken shuddered violently as the brown-haired girl’s hands gripped the top of her robe and pulled it down slowly. The scars were everywhere as her fingers traced over them lightly. Soon the Chinese girl worked her fingers into the tight, well-trained muscle. Baiken bit back a moan as Jam just smiled and pressed a little harder, forcing that much needed moan.
“I’m sorry.” Baiken whispered apologetic as Jam’s fingers came up her back slowly.
“For what?” Jam asked lightly as she continued her massage.
“For everything, scolding you and treating you badly.” Baiken’s eye started to tear again as Jam cooed sweetly in her ear.
“Don’t worry about it, do you mind getting undressed?” Jam quickly changed the subject as Baiken froze, unsure what to say or do again.
“Y-You want to s-see me naked?” The pink-haired woman blushed profoundly as Jam was already untying her robe.
“Every inch.” Jam whispered warmly into her ear as Baiken gradually got to her feet, her robe dropping to her feet. Baiken slowly turned in her panties as she covered her breast with her arm, still blushing like crazy. Jam drank in the woman’s form as she felt her own sex getting wet.
“Please, don’t stare.” Baiken turned away from Jam as she suddenly felt the girl’s hands on her again. The one-eyed girl’s knee’s almost buckled as a repressed sigh slid from her lips.
“I like staring at you Baiken, but I want to see what you’re hiding between them legs.” Jam grinned hotly as her fingers looped into the sides of Baiken’s white panties. Baiken kneeled over as Jam slid her panties off her ass and dropped them to the floor. Baiken was speechless as Jam leaned her back up. At full height, Baiken tried to cover her hairless pussy with her hand as Jam slapped it away, and moaned.
“Don’t, I want to stare her.” Jam looked up from her hands and knees with a lustful smirk as the pink-haired woman whimpered.
“J-J-Jam.” Baiken said weakly as her hand surrendered to the wayside. Baiken couldn’t even look at the other fighter as her gap started watering. Seeing this, Jam began to tease Baiken verbally.
“Oh my Baiken, it looks like you’re cute little pussy is crying.” Baiken squeezed her thighs together as she felt her hot pre-cum running down her legs. Jam’s own breach was moist now as she reached down to investigate it.
“Mmmmm, your body’s making my pussy cry too Baiken.” The Chinese girl stimulated her pussy nonchalantly as she watched the one-arm girl shudder. The brown-haired girl knew what it meant, but she hadn’t even touch Baiken, but the woman was literally about to cum.
“Baiken? Are you about to cum?” Jam put her thumbs on the sides of the one-eyed girl’s cunt lips and opened them. Suddenly clear white fluid burst from the one-armed woman’s slit as she yelled vociferously and fell to the floor shaking madly. Jam just smiled as she marveled at the cum continuing to leak from Baiken’s cunt.
“Wow Baiken! When was the last time you pleasured yourself?” Jam ran a finger across the pool of cum on the floor and lifted it to her lips for a taste. Baiken couldn’t even speak as she was still high off her sexual climax.
“No matter, let’s continue.” Jam rolled Baiken onto her back as the Japanese woman could only breathe deeply. Baiken’s legs fell open as Jam grinned at how neat and taut the woman lower lips were.
“Let’s see how tight you are Baiken-chan.” The one-eyed girl tensed her body as she felt something foreign enter her gash and feel around softly. Jam suddenly stopped as she felt something she hadn’t felt in awhile.
“Your hymen is still intact?” Baiken bit her bottom lip shyly as she nodded her head. This made Jam even hornier as she panted lightly. Her panties were stuck to her crotch with pre-cum as she removed her finger and looked down at Baiken’s wobbly form.
“You might be a woman, but you’re still a little girl down there.” Jam joked callously as she put her soiled finger into her mouth and tasted it. The next thing out of Baiken’s mouth stunned Jam.
“Will you please make me a woman… down there?” Baiken covered her mouth coyly with the back of her hand as her face flushed a deep crimson.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” Jam swallowed roughly as Baiken nodded her head, her eye full of passion, fear, and excitement.
“Ok lay back, now this may sting a little.” Baiken arranged her body accordingly as Jam moved closely next to her. The Chinese girl lightly caressed the woman’s stomach as Baiken moaned calmly.
“Are you ready?” Jam asked lightly as Baiken, despite being one of the toughest guilty gear fighters nodded frightfully for her to continue. Jam‘s fingers trailed lower until they reached their destination. Both girls nodded at each other as Jam slid inside Baiken’s gap once more. Baiken’s slippery walls hugged the brown-eyed girl’s digits as Jam touched her hymen. Baiken knew it was time as she gripped Jam’s hand tightly and squeezed her eye shut. With one firm thrust, Jam tore through Baiken’s virgin barrier as the one-armed woman whimpered painfully. Jam continued to feel around inside Baiken’s deflowered sex as she found her spongy button next. Baiken was panting heavily as she was about to reach her first real orgasm. Within seconds the pink-haired woman cried out avidly as she came so hard she passed out. Blood and cum trickled from Baiken’s spend sex as Jam leaned over and kissed Baiken fully on the lips.
“You did great.” Jam got to her feet and headed to the bathroom to get cleaned up and run a bath for Baiken. She washed the blood and cum from her hand as she looked into the mirror and smiled. The Chinese girl knew with the right training Baiken would be a great lover as she planned to start tonight.
“I can’t wait.”
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