A Night With Amy by hentaiguy_5 & honeylips3 This is the first part of our first fic. We decided to choose a "H" fic to kind of get in the groove of writing fics. It takes place about seven years after the original SAILOR MOON. All the Scouts (or Senshi, if you prefer), even Serena are in college. Greg has moved on, and Darien is still in need of a good ass-whuppin' or three. Plus, this story is BASED (We changed some things around so it'd fit with the SAILOR MOON thing) on actual events that happened to us (honeylips3's real name has been replaced with "Amy" (her favorite scout), hentaiguy_5's has been replaced by "Gerald", and my girlfriend's friends names have been replaced by the names of the other scouts and that punk Darien.), so, if you're gonna fry us, we'll gladly accept any criticism (especially the creative kind). Our e-mail address' are hentaiguy_5@sdf-1.com , & honeylips3@saiyan.com . I warn you that I will not be held accountable for any damage done to you while reading this. I also apologize for my poor spelling and grammar. Copyrights: SAILOR MOON (C) 1998 Naoko Takeuchi/Kodansha, Toei Animation. All rights reserved. SAILOR MOON, the SAILOR MOON characters and their respective names and likeness are trademarks of Toei Animation. So, with out much further a-do-do, let's begin. P.S.; This fic uses the N.A. character names. P.P.S.; The "/" and "\" marks around a word mean that, if this were a html document, they'd be in italics. (Just thought you'd like ta know.) P.P.P.S.; The "{" and "}" marks mean that the person is thinking. Alright, already. Let's start! ===================================================================================== As Gerald was walking down the street, he felt a tap on his shoulder. When he spun around, he saw Amy, his girlfriend, looking back through her glasses. He parted his stringy, brown hair to get a better look. "Hi." she said in her sweet voice. It was like honey. Every time she spoke, Gerald felt all giddy inside. "Hey, Aims." he said back, calling her by his nickname for her. As Gerald looked deep into Amy's eyes, he sensed that something was different about her. He looked her up and down, trying to figure out what was different. She was wearing a tight fitting, red, low cut, v neck shirt with a white collar, red denim cut-off shorts that showed off her curves, fish-net stockings, and a gray over shirt. {I never realized how hot she really is.} Gerald thought to himself. "Amy..." He said, finally realizing what changed about her. "Yes?" She asked, looking deep into his eyes. "Did you dye your hair green?" He asked back. "Yeah. Do you like it?" She said. "Oh, definitely. It makes you look so hot. Green is definitely /your\ color." He replied. Amy started to blush, first around her ears, then it spread to her cheeks. "Thanks." Amy said, kissing him on his left cheek. He blushed almost as much as Amy. They had been going out since their sophomore year in high school, and though this wasn't their first kiss, something about it made it feel magical. At least for him, anyway. {That was unbelievable.} Gerald thought. {I should return the favor.} Gerald, who was only about one quarter of an inch shorter then Amy, wrapped his arms around Amy's waist, pulling her close to him. He then moved to her face, and kissed her passionately on the lips. Amy, who was wrapping her arms around Gerald, was taken by surprise by how quickly Gerald had snuck the kiss in, but she still enjoyed it. The two pressed up against a nearby wall. Gerald scraped his hands on the rough surface of it, but didn't notice. The two of them were of on their own planet while locked in this kiss, but had to return to get a breath of air. {That was amazing.} Amy thought. {I've never felt anything like that before.} They returned to the kiss, with fresh air now full in their lungs. Amy opened her mouth, and motioned for Gerald to do the same. As Amy and Gerald wrestled their tongues, both were in bliss. As they ran out of air, the returned to Earth just in time to hear a passer-by say "Oh, get a room, you two." Amy knew that voice, and Gerald had heard it, but didn't remember who's it was until he opened his eyes. In front of him stood what very well could have been Venus, the Greek goddess of Love, herself (except for the fact that she treated Gerald more like Aries or Strife) . Standing just a couple inches taller then Amy, with blonde hair that went down past her knee caps and was held in flawless place with a big, red bow, and a body most women would probably /kill\ to have, was Amy's friend, Mina. "Oh, hi, Mina." Amy said. "Hey, you two. I see you two are making out pretty well." Mina said. She then began to laugh at her own joke. "Ha, ha, ha." Gerald said bluntly. "Ver-ry funny, Mina. Now, if you don't mind, of course, /we\, meaning Amy and I, were doing something." "Ah, I see. Well, I'll be off." Mina said, giving a dirty look to Gerald. "Oh, I almost forgot, Amy. We all gotta meet at Raye's temple. C'mon." "Oh," Gerald said. "We still gonna have dinner at your place tonight?" "Yep. See you at 7:30." Amy said. "I'll bring the grub." Gerald said. Gerald watched as Amy ran off towards the Cherry Hill Temple. He saw her ass moving in those shorts, and thought {Mmm. I can't wait till she's totally mine.} He looked into a jewelry store. {Only 5:47. Damn.} He thought, reading the clock. {Guess I'll have to find something to do till 7:30. Wait! I know.} Gerald got a sly look on his face, then headed into the store. ===================================================================================== Walking home from the temple, Amy looked down at her watch. "Ooh, 7:13. I'd better get home and get ready." She said to no one in particular, and started home. ===================================================================================== Gerald looked at the clock on his V.C.R.. It read "7:18". "I have /got\ to get me a watch." He said to himself, heading out the door, bag in hand. "Oh, crap. Can't forget these." He said, grabbing a tube and a small, velvet-covered, box. ===================================================================================== Amy was just finishing up when she heard the bell ring. She got home just in time to set everything up. As she headed for the door, she checked to make sure everything was in place. Table, plates, silverware, candles, romantic music, lights. Everything looked perfect in her small house. She reached for the door handle, turned it, and pulled. "Got the... the... uh... huh..." Gerald stammered as he saw Amy. "What's wrong?" Amy asked. "Oh, the, uh, the garment I chose." She replied in answer to her own question. "Well, are you gonna come in, or are you gonna let me freeze?" "Oh, uh, yeah, sure." Gerald managed to say. "I was kinda surprised by the, uh..." He said, motioning up and down his body. "The, um --" "See through nightgown?" Amy suggested. "Yeah. The see through nightgown." Said Gerald, taking her suggestion. Amy's nightgown was made of very thin silk, which felt good when it brushed against her bare skin. The only other things she was wearing were a pair of panties, a bra, and a smile. Gerald set the bag on the table. "What's for dinner?" Amy asked. Gerald began pulling food out of the bag. "Well, we've got home made subs. Meatball for me, and, your favorite, pepperoni." He continued to pull out food. "There's also a hand tossed salad. And, to drink..." He said, pulling out a large bottle and two glasses. "... Champagne." Amy gasped. "Ooh... you went all out, huh?" "Mmm-hmm." "Well, let's eat." The two of sat down at the small table, which, oddly enough, was only big enough for two people. The way the chairs were set up, Gerald and Amy were right next to each other. Gerald kept looking at down at Amy's shapely body. Sometimes, back when they were in junior high, he would watch Amy during the classes they shared. He had always thought she was beautiful, but now, it was more an ethereal beauty then anything else. ===================================================================================== They finished eating, and had each consumed at about one-and-a-half glasses of champagne. "Ahh... that was good. I didn't know you were such a good cook." Amy said. She, along with Gerald, were lying down, Amy on the couch, Gerald on the floor. "Well, thanks. Of course, the only cooking I did was to turn on the microwave and put the subs in." Gerald said. He sat up. "Amy." "What?" "Why are you in your nightie?" "I was hoping you'd ask that. Follow me, and I'll show you." Amy stood up, and, maneuvering through the small house, led Gerald to her bedroom. She told Gerald to close his eyes. He complied, and was led into the bedroom. "Open your eyes." Amy said gently while closing the door. Gerald again complied, and was shocked to see what lay before him. As Amy locked the door, Gerald scoped out the room. It was quite large, especially seeing that the house was so small. "It used to be two rooms, but the last owners knocked down the wall." Amy said. Though the room was lit only by candles by the bed, the two of them could see perfectly. Amy went over to the bed and sat down. Gerald followed, and sat next to her. The bed was almost entirely covered by rose petals. When Amy went to lay down, she was stopped by Gerald. "Is /this\ why you invited me over tonight?" He asked with Amy laying in his arms. "Yes." Amy said "It is. If... if this is going to fast fo--" "No, it isn't. But, are you sure this is what you want?" Gerald said. "Yes, it is." Amy said. "I'm sure." "Then I am your humble servant. I will do what you wish me to, my love." Gerald said. Amy took off the nightgown. "Strip down to your underwear." Amy said. Gerald obediently complied. He had taken of his shirt when he noticed an aroma he had never before smelled. He immediately knew what it was though. It was the smell of Amy's pussy. He readily removed all his clothing, save for his underwear. His cock was beginning to harden at the the scent of Amy's sex. He began to turn around, and as he did, the smell got stronger, causing his cock to become rock hard. He looked at Amy's crotch. There was a small wet spot at the bottom of her panties. He smiled inwardly, and licked his lips. Amy laid down. "Come, lay on top of me." She ordered. Gerald did as he was told, and laid on top of Amy. She could feel his rock hard penis just north of her pussy. Gerald tried his best not to go crazy waiting for Amy's next command. The next order came all to soon. "Gerald, I command you to pleasure my pussy. And make your way slowly." Gerald complied. He picked up Amy and laid her down neat the headboard, then laid back on top of her. He felt her face, then he kissed her passionately on the lips. He pushed his tongue through her lips and began to explore the inside of Amy's mouth. His tongue went around Amy's teeth and gums. He touched the roof of her mouth with his tongue, and then felt Amy's tongue start to move with his. They both exhaled and inhaled through their noses at almost the same time. The blasts of warm air on their skin aroused them even more. Their two tongues began to wrestle again as saliva swapped between their mouths. Gerald finally broke the kiss, making Amy moan, and started down the nape of Amy's neck, leaving a trail of spittle behind. Amy moaned in pleasure whenever his lips touched her flesh. {That was amazing. I'll have to make him do that again.} Amy thought. The kiss had gotten Amy's juices flowing. The smell that was driving Gerald crazy grew ever stronger. He knew that he must resist his urges, though, until Amy was entirely ready for him to eat her out. Leaving a trail of hot kisses on Amy's neck and shoulders, Gerald now stopped at Amy's breasts. "Do you wish for me to pleasure you here, as well, Mistress Amy?" He asked. {/Mistress\ Amy? I like the sound of that.} She thought. "Yes. Do so, my sex slave." Gerald opened her front clasp bra with ease, and flipped the cups to the side. He stared at them for a second, then took action. He grabbed her breasts and pushed them to the side. He then placed his head between them and began to lick the space there. Amy slightly moaned as his tongue found it's way around her chest. He then pushed her breasts together. He ran his tongue lightly over her nipples, and they started to become hard. He then moved his head to her right breast and began to attack it with his tongue. He moved his tongue over and around the nipple while sucking on the breast, making the nipple even harder. He grabbed the nipple with his teeth, and began to pull, still licking the tip. Meanwhile, his right hand was playing with the nipple on Amy's left breast. He was squeezing it, pulling it, and rolling it between his fore-finger and thumb. Amy was moaning uncontrollably, now locked in pure ecstasy. Her pussy became very, very wet, and the intoxicating smell made Gerald stop playing with Amy's nipples. Amy was surprised when he stopped. "What are you doing?" She asked. "I am sorry, Mistress Amy, but I cannot contain myself any longer." Gerald said in reply. "Very well then. Take me now. Lick my pussy dry." Amy ordered. "As you command, Mistress." He said. Amy opened her legs wide, revealing a pair of soaked panties. Gerald again licked his lips. But he then got an idea. He stood up. "Mistress." He said. "Yes, my slave?" She asked, wondering what was going on. "Would you please stand up?" He asked. "Yes, but... tell me... what's going on?" She replied. "You will find out soon enough, Mistress." He said, taking Amy's hand and helping her up. As she stood up, her bra was discarded to the floor. He went around her and held her scoop style, whispering to her "May I please finger fuck you?" "Yes, but do not go far. I don't want my hymen broken yet." She said. Gerald placed his hands on Amy's crotch and pressed the first two fingers of his right hand through Amy's soaking panties. He went as far as he could before the tightness of her virgin pussy stopped him. He pulled his fingers out, and Amy moaned as he did. The panties were still in Amy, but she said nothing but "More." Gerald did as she commanded him, and continued to finger fuck her. He did so for around three minutes, but that time seemed like forever for them. Amy continued to moan as Gerald's fingers exited her. She also started to breath in short, fast, gasps. They were both sweating and rubbing against each other, off in their own piece of Heaven. Then, Gerald felt Amy's muscles start to tighten. He knew what was about to happen. He pulled his fingers out and just started to rub the outside of Amy's pussy. Her pussy began to clench up, and Gerald's rubbing was helping it along. Amy stiffened up in Gerald's arms, and he started to rub faster. Sometimes, he would hit her clit while rubbing her pussy. When he did, Amy would moan loudly, unable to contian it. Then, Amy screamed. Her cum shot out, totally soaking her panties, thighs, and Gerald's right hand. Amy took a deep breath, and moaned lightly as she tried to regain her composure. "How did you like it, Mistress?" Gerald whispered in her ear. "It... was... wonderful. But... will... you... eat... me... now?" Amy managed to ask through short breaths. "Once you have totally healed, Mistress." Gerald replied. Gerald lifted up his right hand and licked some of the cum from off it. {She's delicious.} Gerald thought to himself as Amy grabbed his hand and put it in her mouth, licking some cum off. {Mmm...} Amy thought. "What do you think, Mistress?" Gerald asked. "Delicious. Simply delicious." Amy replied. "Was this your first orgasm?" Gerald asked. "Yes, it was. And I'm glad it was with you." She answered. Amy had now regained her composure. Gerald broke his hold, and Amy laid back down on the bed. As she did, a few of the rose petals stuck to her legs. "Gerald, the way you provided our dinner was very much appreciated. Now, I'm going to provide dessert." Amy said, as she opened her legs once again. "Now, this time, I would suggest you take my offering, for it might not come up again." "Yes, Mistress." Gerald bent down and pressed his face between Amy's legs, and again licked his lips. He pulled Amy's soaked panties off, taking a few of the rose petals stuck to her legs with them, and threw them on the floor. They landed with a 'squish'-like noise. The now removed panties were hiding the ultimate prize. He could see the small patch of blue pubic hair. {She must shave her pubes.} Gerald thought. Then, he saw them. Amy's pussy lips. He was back in control. He had to be. He didn't know what would happen if he lost control. He even /feared\ what would happen if he did. He started to tease Amy by playing with her pubic hair. As Amy moaned, he started to move down towards the pussy. He flicked the pussy lips with his fore-finger. This drove Amy crazy. She moaned a little louder and began to get wet. The aroma from her mound returned, and this time, Gerald was right there in front of it. The smell from Amy's pussy was driving him totally insane. He could no longer contain himself. He licked Amy's pussy lips with such ferocity it made her scream in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He continued to lick her lips, when her pussy lips opened, and her clitoris came out of hiding. Gerald started to lick it as if he were possessed. Amy was going insane. She was screaming as loud as she could. It was a scream of pure ecstasy, now, and she was slightly enjoying it. Just as Amy was getting used to her clitoris being revenged, Gerald stopped. He then shoved his tongue into her inner area with full force. Amy continued to yell, now as loud as she could. Gerald ignored her cries, and continued to lick inside her pussy. He moved his tongue around her insides. Gerald knew that every flick of his tongue brought Amy closer and closer still to climax. He couldn't wait to see what she tasted like from here. Gerald pulled his tongue out and started to flick the tip of it on her clitoris again. This sped up Amy's climb to orgasm. She came ever closer and as she did, she started to flail about the bed. Gerald grabbed her butt cheeks and pulled his face into her pussy. She continued to flop about, nearing climax. Amy stopped moving. Every muscle in her body tensed. Suddenly, Gerald's tongue was stuck in Amy's pussy. Not because he'd gone to far, but because her pussy tightened around it. He took in a deep breath, and waited for the wave. It hit full force, hitting him it the face. The cum exited so powerfully, it pushed out his tongue. Much of the cum landed on his face and hair. The cum that shot into his mouth, he held there. He could hear Amy moaning from exhaustion. She couldn't fall asleep, though. He wasn't done with her just yet. Gerald moved onto Amy and kissed her. As Amy opened her mouth, she was hit by a flood of her cum. It hit her so quickly she almost drowned, but she gained control and enjoyed her own pussy juice. The two of them broke their kiss, and then each swallowed the mixture of saliva and cum in their mouths. Amy looked at Gerald and said "I've been getting all the attention tonight. But, I think it's time to change that." Amy was eyeing Gerald's member. It was still rock hard. "Lay down, Gerald." Amy said. I sure hope you've got a lot of endurance." Gerald did as Amy said, and hoped his endurance would hold out. Amy removed Gerald's underwear and threw them aside. {Whew. I finally got those off.} He thought. Amy then took Gerald's cock in her mouth and swallowed as much of it as she could. It was the biggest cock she had ever seen, seven-and-a-half inches long. As Amy continued to suck his length, he was moaning uncontrollably. He was in Heaven, or, at least somewhere close by. She continued to blow him, as he kept moaning. Amy continued to push his cock into her mouth, then pull it out. She would sometimes even lick the head of his cock. /That\ always sent him into a frenzy. Amy felt Gerald begin to tense up. He was about to cum. She started to blow him harder and faster now, waiting for him to cum. He came, with a scream, and shot his spunk into her mouth. Amy swallowed it all, every last drop that shot into her mouth. She removed his cock from her mouth and licked her lips. She then licked off the head of his cock, replacing the cum with saliva. Amy pumped the boner a couple of times, coaxing a little bit more cum out, which she hungrily ate. She then started to fondle his balls. "Mmm... That tasted like salt water." Amy said. Gerald was still moaning. "Was that /your\ first?" She asked, her hand begining to grip his cock. "Y... yes, It was." He replied "Did you like that, slave?" Amy asked, licking her lips once again. "Mmm... yes, Mistress. I did." Gerald replied, looking deep into her eyes. She then looked at Gerald and said "Would you like to fuck my tits?". She was still playing with his testicles. TO BE CONTINUED... =============================================================================================== Well, quite a decision Gerald has to make, huh? To find out what he does, read "A Night With Amy" Part 2, coming soon. Questions, comments, transformation pens? E-Mail us at hentaiguy_5@sdf-1.com , or honeylips3@saiyan.com .