Marine's Lesbian Adventure

Blaze sat on a bench outside the airport terminal, watching the people enter and exit the sliding doors on either side. She was waiting for someone. Waiting for over 20 minutes, actually; it wasn’t until she got to the airport did she receive a call saying the flight’s arrival was going to be delayed.

Blaze was wearing a maroon tank top and tight blue jeans that made one wonder how she managed to squeeze into them. She had a pair of fully developed boobs pressing against the taut cotton of her shirt. It attracted the passing gaze of several men and even a few women.

Out of the automated doors to her left came a young raccoon girl that was more than a head shorter than Blaze, dragging a wheel luggage behind her. Her hair was tied back in pigtails, and she wore a green and white strapless top and black shorts. She looked around, noticed Blaze, and eagerly ran up to her, luggage in tow.

“Hello there, Miss Blaze!” she said cheerily. There was a strong, distinct tinge of an Australian accent in her voice. “I take it you’re my new guardian?”

“Yes I am.” Blaze replied, smiling down at the girl. “Don’t worry. You’ll have lots of fun here in Station Square.”

“Worry? Me? Ha! I’m Marine the Raccoon! Archeologist and adventurer extraordinaire!” She proudly declared. “I don’t afraid of anything!”

Blaze chuckled and shook her head. This was going to be quite a handful of a child. She grabbed Marine’s luggage and escorted her to the train station neighboring the Station Square International Airport. There, she purchased two train tickets and the both of them rode the train all the way to Emerald Beach, which was at the very end of the line, nearly 50 miles away from the airport.

Emerald Beach was a few miles away from Emerald Town. There weren’t many houses out here. From the train station, Blaze’s house was less than a hundred yards away. It was a two story house that looked like more than one person ought to be living here. That was good news for both of them. There was plenty of space for them to spread out and not feel like their personal space was being invaded by the other.

This was part of the reason why Blaze agreed to be Marine’s guardian in this foreign exchange program. Even though she had some close friends around Station Square and Emerald Town, it did get lonely coming home to a large empty house. Sure Marine was still a child, and she’d hardly relate to her, it was still nice having company around the house.

“Wow, this is a big place!” Marine exclaimed as Blaze unlocked the door.

“Yes it is.” Blaze agreed. She led Marine up the stairs, where on the landing, there were five doors. “Alright, this is your room.” She said, pointing at the door second from the left, which up till now was the guest room. “That’s the upstairs bathroom.” She pointed to the center door. “The linen closet.” The door second from the right. “The laundry room.” The far left door. “And finally, my room.” Blaze pointed to the room on the far right. “Downstairs is the living room, the den, a downstairs bathroom, the kitchen, and the basement. The one place you’re not allowed in the whole house is the basement. Under no circumstances are you allowed to go in there.”

“Aww, why not?” Marine asked.

“There’s… very sensitive and delicate equipment down there relevant to my job, and I don’t want to risk you going down there and damaging something.”

“Huuuhhh got it.” Marine said, sounding a bit dejected that certain parts of the house, even a place as out of the way as the basement, were off limits to her. Of course, that didn’t stop her later that night from attempting to sneak down there.

“Aww, nuts!” she muttered in the dark. She found that the traditional doorknob and lock were replaced with some serious-looking locks that looked like they’d belong at a security checkpoint in a government building; the kind of place one would keep very valuable secrets. It only served to further pique Marine’s interest. For what reasons would Blaze have such tight security on the basement door? What was she keeping down there? Marine subsequently returned to her room, and until she fell asleep, she was scheming. It looked like the lock required a key code. Blaze must keep the code somewhere nearby. And if she was Blaze, she’d keep it in her sock or underwear drawer! That’s where she must be hiding the key code if she wrote it down! Once Blaze took a step out or something, Marine would sneak into her room an… zzzzzzzz…

* * *

Amy ran a porn store in Station Square. They sold a combination of DVDs (not that anyone, you know, physically BUYS porn anymore) and sex toys, as well as a few custom order items. Blaze was a frequent shopper here, since she moonlighted as a dominatrix for hire that catered exclusively to women. She and Amy were good friends, and Blaze’s work allowed her to refer a lot of new customers to the store. Today, Blaze just came to hang out for a while.

“Sorry it’s been a while since I last stopped by.” Blaze said. “I’ve been busy taking care of a foreign exchange student. Cute and spunky little girl named Marine.”

“Really? I never thought you’d want to have a child! What changed your mind?”

“She’s not my child; she’s a foreign exchange student. Besides, I thought it’d be nice to have some company around the house. Not that I want to start a family anytime soon! I mean, if I plan to in the future, this could be thought of as a trial run. But it gets lonely living alone. Rouge has Shadow, Sally has Bunnie, Knuckles is probably dating Julie-Su, and you’re with Sonic.”

“I’d rather not talk about him right now.” Amy replied bitterly. Blaze looked up, confused and curious, but if Amy insisted on not talking about it, she wasn’t going to press.

“Anyways, wanna see the new models we have in stock?”

“Oh, certainly!” Blaze followed Amy down the counter, where she reached down and pulled out a large pink semi-transparent dildo. All around the shaft, there were thick knobs that made the whole thing look grotesque, but from a sexual standpoint, the mere sight of the dildo made Blaze very wet.

“This baby is a beast!” Amy explained. “It’s a bit more powerful than other vibrators of the same size, but these knobs…” she rubbed one of the knobs with a finger and then shivered excitedly. “They stimulate your vaginal walls, even if you don’t use the vibrator! I got one for myself yesterday, and I came so many times I thought I would pass out!”

It’s safe to say that Blaze made a happy purchase that day. She also bought a 32 package of AA batteries. She walked back to the train station, where she managed to find a private cabin. Once the train started moving, she pulled the new vibrator out of the unmarked bag and cracked open the package of batteries. After slipping in two batteries into the case, she stood up and lowered her pants and panties. A thick string of pussy juice bridged her panties and pussy lips. She wiped it away with the dildo, which also served to lube it up. Blaze bit her lower lip as she pushed it into her soft pink folds. Her vaginal muscles were spread apart unwillingly and contracted around the shaft. Immediately Blaze understood why Amy was getting so hot and bothered over this thing. The knobs were rubbing up against her sensitive muscles, which provided a very unique and fantastic sensation! Blaze pushed it all the way up to the hilt, so only the very last half inch was not consumed by her cunt. She pulled up her panties and felt through the fabric for the switch at the base.

The instant she turned it on, Blaze’s eyes widened and she moaned loudly, glad that she was in a private cabin. Her legs gave out underneath her and she fell back on the seat, wriggling her legs together. The vibrations in the knobs gave her the sensation that there were several dozen smaller vibrators inside her, all oscillating in an unsynchronized mess. It drove Blaze’s senses wild!

She struggled to pull her pants back up when she was in such a blissful state. Finally she did, and the tight fabric pushed the vibrator even deeper into herself, and the air was filled with a faint buzzing noise. She sat there in the private cabin, surfing the incredible wave of pleasure. Blaze didn’t know if she was cumming or not. The bliss felt like a constant orgasm. She planned to walk the rest of the way home like this, even if she was uncertain if she could even leave the train without keeling over.

She was one of the small handful of people who got off on Emerald Beach, and she was the only one who got off more than once. Bag in her arms, she staggered down the street, feeling the intense vibrations between her legs the whole time. She could barely feel the lower half of her body as she walked, and her muscles moving around caused the vibrator to jostle in such strange and incredible ways. She came no less than five times in the short distance back to her house.

* * *

As Marine planned out, she snuck into Blaze’s room when she stepped out to run some errands. First she waited for ten minutes after the train left (which she could see from a second story window) just in case Blaze came back for something. Being an adventurer that habitually snuck into restricted areas before lunch, she knew how to take these elementary precautions.

So Blaze’s room was easy to break into, since she didn’t have any locks or elaborate poison dart traps. Marine went immediately to the dresser opposite from the foot of the bed. She started off with the top drawer, but only found shirts. The next drawer down had pants. She continued further down the drawers, being careful to leave everything as immaculate as possible to avoid suspicion from Blaze, until she reached the very bottom, her underwear drawer. She sifted through the many pairs of underwear, but couldn’t find any list of key codes.

What she DID find, however, was a strange red shaft on the left side of the drawer. She picked it up. The thing was around 7 or 8 inches long, and the last inch or so was black and had a switch on the bottom. What was this thing?

Marine pressed the switch, and the object started vibrating in her hands. She fumbled around with it and had to keep a tight grip on it. What was this thing’s purpose? It was a Spartan smooth pylon that vibrated. She had no idea as to what you would use this thing for, or why it was even in Blaze’s underwear drawer. She put it back and shut the drawer.

Getting desperate, she went to a shelf next to the TV that contained an array of DVDs. It wasn’t until she looked through the cases of 5 DVDs did her mind register the covers. She examined the box with wide curious eyes. There were naked women on the covers, and on the current one Marine was holding, her legs were spread open, and she was holding an object halfway into her vaginal lips.. The object looked exactly like the thing she found in Blaze’s underwear drawer. Was… THAT how it was used? Marine went back to the underwear drawer and pulled the vibrator back out.

Okay, who would create such a thing to put in the no-no place (that her mom told her long ago to call her vagina)? Who would ever get the idea to put something in the no-no place? That woman on the DVD cover sure seemed to enjoy it. Maybe it felt good?

Marine snuck back to her room, where she pulled off her clothes and rested up against her propped pillows on the bed. With her free hand, she gently touched her pussy lips, shuddering as a strange but good sensation ran up her spine. She pressed onwards, spreading apart her sensitive lips and moving the vibrator into place. Her muscles contracted in rebellion when the rubbery texture of the dildo made contact with her pussy. Slowly, she pushed it in deeper, all the while wondering just how far her vagina went inside her.

After a few inches, she hit some kind of wall inside her, and she stopped applying pressure. It was a very strange sensation inside her. It felt really good, but at the same time, there was some degree of discomfort with her vaginal muscles (which she didn’t even knew existed until just a few seconds ago) constricting around the shaft, which in turn made it feel like it was expanding inside of her.

Marine pushed the button on the edge of the vibrator, and immediately she bucked her hips upwards and trembled violently. She quickly pulled the vibrator out of her pussy and scooted away from it like it just bit her. There was no way she anticipated just how good that would have felt. She looked down at the seemingly harmless vibrator, oscillating on the bed in front of her.

“Wow…” she gasped. She picked up the vibrator and pressed it up against to her pussy lips again. Marine was shocked at just how powerful this thing was while being so small. There was a strange sensation building somewhere under her stomach. Her breathing was quickening, and before she went over the edge, she pulled the vibrator away and turned it off.

“Oh my!” she panted, laying back on the bed. “How does Blaze even manage to use this thing?! It’s so powerful!” Moving back to prop herself up against the pillows against the head of the bed, Marine spread her legs further apart and put the vibrator to her womanhood again. This time, she was intent on holding it there for as long as she could manage. Something about the vibrations and those strange sensations made her want to do it more, even if it became really uncomfortable when she did it too long. Still, part of her wanted to know what would happen if she vibrated herself longer than she could stand it…

Little did she know Blaze stumbled into the house around this time, her head in a thick haze from the powerful vibrator shooting one orgasm after another through her body. She collapsed just inside the threshold, uncertain just how she managed to make it all the way here. She turned the vibrator off with some difficulty, but didn’t take the dildo out of her body. For a while, Blaze laid sprawled on the tile, utterly drained of energy. After a brief rest, she got to her feet and stumbled up the stairs to check on Marine. She didn’t mean to leave the girl alone for so long. Ah well, she probably had some video games to busy herself wi-

“What the hell?!” Blaze exclaimed when she happened upon the sight of naked Marine buzzing herself with the vibrator she kept in her panty drawer. The young raccoon jumped when she saw Blaze.

“Blaze?! I – aahahuuuhhhh!” she moaned and her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she came for the first time at that moment. Her vaginal muscles contracted around the vibrator, which intensified the sensation between her legs. Finally she pulled it out of her and curled up into a ball on the bed, feeling a bit drained of energy.

She jumped when Blaze sat down next to her and put a hand on her side.

“What were you doing?” She asked.

“I-I wasn’t doing anything bad!” Marine defended, though that was questionable to her right now. “I just fou-“

“What were you doing in my underwear drawer?” Blaze interrupted, knowing very well where Marine found that vibrator.

“Uhhh! Nothing! I was… looking for something, and I found this!”

“What were you looking for?”

“A… way to get into the basement.” She confessed. “I’m sorry, but I really wanted to know what’s down there, and I thought you’d have the key code hidden in your underwear drawer!”

Marine shivered on the bed as she worried about what kind of punishment Blaze would deliver. Blaze, however, while angry, wasn’t in any mood to really punish Marine. She just sat there on the bed, her hand still on the young girl’s side. The dildo inside of her was still holding a major influence on her thoughts, so the next words spilled out of her mouth without much thought.

“Did you enjoy it?” she asked.

“Y-yes I did. It felt really good.”

“Hmm…” Blaze picked up the vibrator and rolled Marine over on her stomach. “Be a good girl and stay still.”

“Y-yes, ma’am!” Marine squeaked, afraid that Blaze would suddenly start smacking her rear. This wasn’t the case, however. She jumped when she felt the rubber shaft press against her pussy lips. Blaze applied pressure and pushed it in deep, hitting that shallow barrier inside her harder than when she discovered it.

“A virgin?” Blaze mused to herself. “Delicious. I will take extra pleasure in breaking your hymen.”

“My hymen? What are you talking about, miss Blaa-haaauuuhhh!” Marine collapsed into quivering when Blaze activated the vibrator again. She buried her face into the bedsheets and wriggled her hips around. The older girl placed a hand on her ass and held her firmly in place.

She rolled the vibrator around, which pressed up against spots in Marine’s pussy that made her moan and squeal in pleasure. She was starting to kick from the unbearable pleasure.

“MMNNGHH! AHH!” Marine yelped in pain when Blaze stifled her protests by slapping her hard on the ass.

“I told you to be still.” She hissed into the little girl’s ear. Her hand was still on her ass, her fingers slipping between her tight butt cheeks and probing her asshole.

“AHH! What are you doing?!” Marine exclaimed. “That’s filthy!”

“Once you feel the intense pleasure you can get from anal sex, you’ll look forward to having both your holes plugged up.” Blaze pushed through Marine’s sphincter muscle and buried her finger deep in her rectum. Marine grit her teeth. The finger rolled around inside of her, feeling every last inch of her rectum. It gave her his strange feeling that was not that much different from her pussy being penetrated by the vibrator.

“Ooohhh… mmnn!” Marine moaned louder. Blaze alternated pumping her finger and the vibrator out of Marine’s virgin holes. Her head was swimming in a sea of bliss. She let out a small series of pants and grunts as she came again. Her legs stiffened and she buried her face into the mattress. Her muscles relaxed, and Blaze pulled her finger and the vibrator out of her. She picked the young girl up and carried her to the basement door downstairs. She dialed 0-6-2-3-9-1 into the keypad, and the electric locks clicked open.

* * *

When Marine came to, she found herself in a dimly lit room, laying on a black satin bed. Her wrists were bound in leather cuffs behind her back.

“Huh? Where am I?” she asked. “Miss Blaze? Are you there?”

Indeed she was, approaching from the other side of the room, wearing a black cat-eye mask over her face. She was wearing a latex leotard with several buckles across the stomach, and thigh high stockings. Between her legs protruded a thick shaft that looked kind of like the vibrator she used on Marine, except this one was black, and looked to be part of the leotard.

“You wanted to see the basement? Well here we are.” Blaze said. “I’m a Mistress for hire, catering exclusively to women. That little thing you were doing earlier? That’s the threshold of what I do, what you can do. There are many other things that can make you feel good, if you have the imagination.” Blaze crawled onto the bed and hugged Marine tightly. The thick shaft was pushed between the little virgin’s legs, rubbing up against her bare pussy lips.

“The imagination? You mean that I can feel much better than earlier?” Marine asked.

“So much better, but if I do it, you’re going to lose something that you can never get back.”

“What? What is it?” Marine asked.

“It’s called your virginity. It’s this fleshy wall inside your pussy here,” Blaze patted the plump lips from behind, causing Marine to shiver. “If I push anything inside you far enough, it will break, which will hurt a lot for a short while, but then I can push deeper into you and make you feel really good. Would you like that?”

“Would… would it hurt every time you push into me?” Marine asked, feeling a bit wary about receiving intense pain down there, or any pain, for that matter.

“No, no. It only hurts the first time, and only that time. The only thing is, according to our modern-day culture, people say we should preserve that for someone truly special. Of course, it’s all based on the value people project on sex (what this is known as), or anything for that matter. For example, you wouldn’t save your first time driving for a car you really like. In fact, you’d rather save your first time with that specific person or car for when you’re really good at sex or driving.”

Marine just continued to stare up into Blaze’s eyes. She didn’t really pay attention to the analogy. She was really horny, and she wanted to do this sex thing more.

“Are you sure you want to?” Blaze asked, reading Marine’s emotions clear on her face. She nodded her head. Blaze’s expression hardened at first, then her pulse took a sudden jump followed by her face flushing. She didn’t think until just now that Marine was underage. If she was to do this, she would have to teach Marine the social stigma of children and sex, as well as everything she knew about sex. Was it child grooming? Maybe, but Blaze wasn’t coercing Marine to do any of this; this was entirely of her own volition, and based on reading her profile about her being a strong, independent and adventurous girl, she didn’t feel guilty about it.

“Okay, here we go.” Blaze got on her hands and knees above Marine and spread her legs apart. She pushed the firm rubber cock between the little girl’s pussy lips and used her thumbs to spread them apart. As she was getting ready earlier, she took the pre-emptive measure to apply some KY jelly to the strap-on. It didn’t take that much effort to slide it into Marine’s body. A few inches in, she hit that membrane barrier, and she stopped.

“I’m pressing against it right now.” She announced to Marine. “Do you feel it?”

“Y-yes.” Marine replied. There was a strange pressure somewhere underneath her stomach that she couldn’t place, like feeling the sensation of a third arm you don’t have. “Umm, how much is this going to hurt?”

“Have you ever had a flu shot?”

“Yeah.”

“It’ll be… maybe twice as painful.”

Marine nodded and her body tensed up. Blaze pushed her hips forward and broke through the hymen in one go.

“AHHHH! THAT HURT!” Marine yelped, rocking around violently. Blaze held her by the hips.

“Be still.” She said. “If you move around like that, it’s just going to hurt more.”

“It huuurts…” Marine whined.

“I know, but bear with it. The pain will go away in a few minutes.”

Sure enough, the pain began to slowly subside. Blaze thrust into Marine slowly at first so as to not hurt her. She first winced and grit her teeth as her pussy lips felt sore, but soon enough she was starting to release moans of ecstasy. This encouraged Blaze to increase her tempo. Every thrust also made her quiver with pleasure, since the strap-on was double-sided.

“How does it feel, Marine?” Blaze asked, her hands moving to hold the raccoon by her hips.

“Huhh huhh… it feels huhh huhh, good!” Marine gasped. Her breath was starting to hasten. Blaze knew she would only be able to take so much of this, but she already planned not to simply give her a nudge over that edge of bliss, but to throw her so far into that ocean, she wouldn’t be able to see the shoreline. She carefully watched Marine’s expressions and paid attention to how her vaginal muscles clenched the dildo.

“MMnnn! NNH! HHUUHHHHHH!” Marine’s body tensed as she came. Blaze could feel her velvety pussy lips contracting around the shaft. Feeling this, she pressed a button on the side of the strapon, which caused both cocks to start vibrating powerfully. Both girls let out a cry of shock and pleasure. Marine’s orgasm was amplified by the vibrations, and she squirted her sweet pussy juice all over the abdomen of Blaze’s leather bodice.

Blaze shivered at the vibrations tingling her most sensitive areas. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she came, and she pulled out of Marine and collapsed next to her. Her senses were so dulled after the orgasm, she didn’t register the fact that Marine planted herself back on the shaft.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Blaze asked.

“I really like this feeling!” Marine cooed, wriggling her hips around. “It feels so good and makes it tingle!”

Blaze smiled and rubbed Marine’s hips.

“You’re such a naughty girl.” She said. “Starting tomorrow, I’m gonna teach you all I know about sex, and make you my pet.”