Cross-posted from hetachallenge

[kiramaru7]

Mighty Morphin’ Fun Times

By kira

For sirvalkyrie, who wanted more yuri…



America could not stop laughing as she fumbled with the key to their room. Vietnam sighed softly and took the key from her, swiping it in the lock, and opening their room. The two countries entered the room, closing the door behind them.

“That was so much fun!” America declared as she tossed her helmet on the bed. He white gloves soon followed. “I can’t believe I never wanted to dress up before!”

Vietnam rolled her eyes as she set her helmet down on the room’s single dresser along with her gloves. “It’s called ‘coplaying,’ America.”

“Yeah, whatever! All I know is I never had so much fun at a con before!! Did you see that girl dressed like Sesshomaru?!”

“That was Prussia, and her costume was really good.” The corners of Vietnam’s mouth twitched upwards in a brief smile. “Her sister wasn’t a half bad Inuyasha either.”

“I know right?! And Italy looked really cute dressed like Kagome.” America roared with laughter. “Did you see the look on Germany’s face when someone asked for a pic of them kissing?! It was priceless!”

Vietnam nodded. “I know.”

“Still, I thought we looked the best as the Power Rangers!”

“We would have looked much better if your brother and his friends showed up like they were supposed to.” Vietnam sat down next to her on the bed to take off her boots.

America shrugged. “That’s my idiot brother for you! I told him well in advance to make sure he and friends were off this weekend, but noooo…” she drawled. “Still, we looked hot and that’s what counts!” She pulled her foot up onto her knee and unzipped her boot and took it off.

Vietnam snorted in amusement. “If you say so.”

“I know so!” America winked as she pulled off her other boot. “So uh… you want to shower first or should I? And we should probably hang our costumes up too.”

“We could save time and water by showering together…”

America laughed. “I like the way you think!”

Reaching around behind her neck, Vietnam moved her hair out of the way. “Can you unzip this for me? Please?”

“Sure…” America moved to sit behind her and did as she was bidden. She also took the opportunity to plant a little kiss on her best friend’s neck as she pushed the costume down off her shoulders.

Vietnam turned her head and shifted her body so that she could kiss her. Murmuring softly between kisses, she said against her best friend and fellow country’s lips, “Let’s hurry and go shower.”

“Okay…”

The girls got up off the bed, and with each other’s help, they were soon out of their skintight costumes. Vietnam, ever the practical one, spritzed them lightly with Fabreeze and hung them up nicely so that they would not be wrinkled when they wore them again tomorrow. America padded softly into the bathroom. After stripping down to her skin, she walked over to the bathtub and turned on the water. When it was warm enough, she started the shower. Before she could get in, Vietnam entered the bathroom. She came up behind her friend, and wrapping her arms around her, she held her close.

America giggled. Her friend’s hands were slowly moving up her body and Vietnam’s light touch tickled. When she cupped America’s boobs, she let out a soft moan as she played with the nipples, rolling the tender nubs of flesh between her fingers and thumbs. It was not long before American was writhing and moaning, the little jots of pleasure she felt, running down her spine to pool deep within her belly. While she pressed them together repeatedly, a thin little coating of moister spread down the silky skin of her inner thighs.

Vietnam was also just as aroused as her fellow country was. She wondered if they should turn off the shower and go have some rough and dirty sex in the bed or do it all sweetness and light in the shower. While she thought it over, she picked the other girl up and set her on the vanity. Moving between her legs, Vietnam cupped her friend’s boob and bent slightly forward, tonguing the tiny, rock hard nub of flesh.

America squirmed. She longed to touch herself, but just when she was going to, Vietnam pushed he gently backwards. Startled, America reached down to steady herself and keep from falling. Not that she had to worry anymore about pleasuring herself, Vietnam’s little rosebud mouth was working its magic on her throbbing pussy. She started to cum with a loud moan.

Vietnam licked and sucked, doing her best to get her friend to CUM. American was very loud and vocal during sex, and she never tired of listening to her little cries of pleasure. Just when her jaw was getting tired and her legs were beginning to cramp up from the odd position she was in, America came and came so hard that she started crying. “Stop crying, you silly,” she smirked.

“I can’t help it,” America sobbed. She wiped her face with the back of her hands.

“Well, you’d better. I want us to get a quick shower and when we’re done, it’s your turn to eat me.”

“With whipped cream and a cherry on top?”

“Yeah,” Vietnam giggled. One day, they so were going to do that. She helped her friend down and while America slipped into the shower, she took off her panties and bra, tossing them onto the floor. Catching sight of her boyish figure, she wondered not for the first time what her friend saw in her, but she must have loved what she saw if the week she spent running around naked at America’s summer house was an indication.

She stepped into the shower and America’s waiting arms. Giggling, she had the feeling they were never going to make it to the bed in time for her turn. Not that she minded in the least, America, after all, was very good with her hands…