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+Grad Day
+by Raven_Roth
+joelsi1989@hotmail.com
+I do not own any CCS works.
+~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
+The black-haired girl was getting bored. She and Sakura were
+graduating today, but the highlights of the ceremony had come and
+gone. The awards had been neat; her beloved Sakura had gotten the
+highest student/athlete award. Tomoyo herself had received the best
+music award. But once these things were over, it was time to start
+listening to speeches. To make matters worse, Tomoyo’s camcorder’s
+battery had run down, so she couldn’t tape Sakura anymore today.
+And Sakura looked so pretty today, so elegant. And she smelled
+wonderful, too; she wore a new perfume that reminded Tomoyo of late
+springtime. Just by being this close, she was unwittingly driving
+Tomoyo to distraction. Suddenly, Tomoyo formed a brilliant,
+thoroughly evil idea.
+“Sakura-chan,” she whispered seductively into her best friend’s ear,
+“You’re so beautiful. I just want to lead you up to that main table,
+lay you down, rip off your clothes, spread chocolate frosting all over
+you-“
+“-What?” Sakura interjected, barely keeping her voice to a loud
+whisper. A few students seated near her stared for a minute as a
+cherry-red blush blossomed on her face. She waited until they’d
+turned away. Tomoyo was grinning. “Shame on you,” Sakura hissed in
+horror. “I can’t believe how naughty you are!”
+“It’s your fault for getting me all hot. If you didn’t want me to
+have these ‘naughty thoughts,’ you shouldn’t have agreed to exchange
+underwear with me. All I can think is, ‘I’m wearing Sakura-chan’s
+cute satin panties!’”
+The brown-haired girl groaned. “I knew that would come back to haunt
+me,” she said with false regret. “Please, just control yourself.
+This ceremony is almost over.”
+Tomoyo stuck out her lower lip. “I don’t think I can wait much
+longer. After this, we’ve got that banquet. Then we’re going over to
+your house to talk with your dad and brother and my mom. Only when
+that’s finally over will I be able to take my lovely Sakura-chan to
+bed and make her-“
+“-Stop it, Tomoyo-chan!” Sakura said in a shocked voice. “This’ll be
+done soon enough, okay? Or am I not worth the wait?”
+“Well, when you put it that way…” Tomoyo sighed. But she smiled
+inwardly. She wasn’t giving up, not by a long shot.
+The graduation ceremony ended. Sakura and Tomoyo got into the limo
+Tomoyo’s mother had provided. “To the Ruby Restaurant, please,”
+Tomoyo told the chauffeuse.
+“See, it’s not so bad, is it?” Sakura asked. “We won’t have to stay
+at the banquet very l-mmphff!”
+Tomoyo had pounced, pulling her lover into a long, burning kiss.
+Sakura returned it with equal enthusiasm, tasting the blue-eyed girl’s
+tongue, enjoying the pressure of her delicious lips. The pair
+embraced tightly and kept kissing for most of the ride. With plenty
+of resistance from Tomoyo and herself, Sakura pulled away at last.
+“We’re nearly there, I think, and we need to ditch the ceremonial
+gowns,” she explained.
+“You’re right. You take off mine and I’ll take off yours, all right?
+The zippers are so tricky to reach.”
+Sakura nodded in agreement. She took her time removing Tomoyo’s gown
+and then turned her back to let Tomoyo help her with hers. She felt
+Tomoyo’s small, delicate fingers linger on her back for far longer
+than necessary and she smiled. But then Tomoyo pushed the loose robe
+off her shoulders, sliding the straps of her dress along with it-
+“-Tomoyo-chan!” she said reprovingly.
+“It was an accident,” Tomoyo said, not fooling Sakura at all.
+“It was not! Honestly!”
+“Gomen ne,” Tomoyo hastily apologized. “But you have to understand.
+The most beautiful woman in the world wanted me to help undress her;
+it would strain anyone’s self-discipline.”
+“How sweet,” Sakura melted. She gathered Tomoyo into another deep
+kiss. Then the car stopped.
+“Should only be about an hour or so,” Sakura told her friend as they
+entered the building.
+They seated themselves across from each other at a long table. Most
+of their old friends were situated around them. Naoko and Rika sat on
+either side of Tomoyo; Meilin and Chiharu were to Sakura’s right and
+left. The food was served almost immediately and it was quite good.
+The conversation was engaging too.
+“Where are you going from here?” Chiharu asked Tomoyo.
+“Ask Sakura-chan,” Tomoyo replied.
+Sakura’s face lit up with a red glow, but she stayed calm. “How about
+it then?” Chiharu pressed. “Where are you and Tomoyo-chan going after
+this?”
+“Well, w-“ Suddenly, Sakura felt a silk-clad foot gently rubbing her
+lower leg. Tomoyo was smirking, but trying to suppress it. Sakura
+swallowed hard and continued. “We are planning on attending the
+University of Tokyo. We’ve given it a lot of thought. I’m sure it
+will be-“
+Tomoyo’s foot was on her knee now, sliding slowly higher. Still,
+Sakura didn’t panic. Tomoyo would have to run out of space soon. The
+table was fairly wide; the black-haired demoness couldn’t extend her
+reach much further. With a shudder of arousal, Sakura took up her
+thread again. “It will be difficult, of course, but I believe that
+Tomoyo-chan and I can make the grade.”
+“If anyone can, it’s you two,” Naoko asserted.
+Tomoyo’s foot was slowly traveling higher and higher up Sakura’s
+thigh. How was that possible? Only if Tomoyo was-oh no! She was!
+She was slipping lower and lower in her seat. Someone was sure to
+notice, Sakura realized. What could she do? Then she remembered that
+Naoko had just complimented them. “Arigatou,” she said a tad
+breathlessly. “How about you, Naoko-chan?”
+Luckily, everyone but Tomoyo and Sakura turned their attention to
+Naoko. “I’m going to Hokkaido…” she was saying. Sakura didn’t hear a
+word. Tomoyo was wiggling her toes against Sakura’s most sensitive
+spot and she was so far down in her chair that her head was barely
+above the table. Sakura stifled a whimper and stood up, trying to
+save herself from the determined temptress across the table.
+“Got to get more sushi,” she stammered to the surprised group seated
+with her.
+“So do I,” Tomoyo said, nearly giggling. She hurried after Sakura.
+As she got to the buffet, the green-eyed girl whirled on her.
+“What’s gotten into you?” she demanded. “Are you trying to make me
+pass out from lack of blood, since it’s all in my face? Some
+girlfriend you are!”
+“What’s wrong?” Tomoyo said innocently. “Just stretching my legs was
+all. You should have ignored me.”
+“Ignore that?” Sakura objected. “The woman I love is rubbing me in a
+crowded restaurant and I’m supposed to ignore it? Look, just behave
+yourself.”
+“That’s what you do to me, darling. But I promise to try my best.”
+She winked and pinched Sakura’s backside.
+“Wow, I feel reassured,” the brown-haired girl said in her most
+sarcastic voice.
+It was a struggle, but Tomoyo kept her word, mostly. She brushed up
+against Sakura a couple times, but in general conducted herself very
+well. Sakura was plenty grateful for this, because Tomoyo had been
+getting her very worked up. She didn’t want to admit that to Tomoyo,
+of course; the knowledge would only encourage her to keep the
+lascivious teasing going. As soon as the two ladies got back into the
+limo, Sakura lunged. She started sucking on Tomoyo’s tongue and
+letting her hands roam all over Tomoyo’s lithe body. The girls made
+out for a few minutes when suddenly the driver’s voice came over the
+intercom. “Destination, please?”
+Sakura wrenched her mouth away from Tomoyo’s lips. “Kinomoto
+residence, please,” she managed to say. Then Tomoyo was kissing her
+again, keeping her extremely busy. It was all Sakura could do to keep
+herself clothed until the limousine rolled to a stop in front of her
+house. “Okay, you little bottle of mischief, I need one more hour of
+civilized behavior from you.”
+“Aw,” Tomoyo whined, “why did you have to get me all fired up then?
+How is that fair?”
+“That wasn’t to ‘fire you up,’ as you put it; it was to tide you over
+until we’re done here. Now be a good girl.”
+“Sure,” Tomoyo chuckled, playing with Sakura’s breasts.
+“I mean it!” Sakura chided.
+Soon they were all seated around the Kinomoto dinner table, playing a
+challenging but fun game that Sakura’s father called “Trivial
+Pursuit.” The parents surprisingly had real difficulties with Tomoyo,
+who had a memory like super glue.
+“It’s the end of an era,” Touya mourned as he took his move.
+“How’s that?” his father asked.
+“We’re out of school, oto-san, even the kaiju,” he joked.
+Sakura was about to retaliate when she felt her friend’s nimble
+fingers lightly stroking her inner thigh. She turned almost lavender,
+her retort dying before it reached her lips. She squirmed, but Tomoyo
+just wouldn’t take the hint.
+Touya, meanwhile, was staring at his younger sister. “You’re going to
+let me get away with that, Sakura-chan? Are you feeling okay?”
+“Yeah, I feel pretty darn good,” Sakura said, sweatdropping. “I’m
+grown up now; it’ll take more than just calling me a monster to get me
+riled.”
+“Glad to hear it, kaiju,” Touya chuckled.
+“You are going to study at the university with a specific goal in
+mind, right Sakura-chan?” Sonomi asked.
+My goal is to survive your daughter’s attempts to screw me to death,
+Sakura thought without meaning to. She blushed even harder. “I want
+to be an architect, Daidouji-san,” she said as evenly as she could.
+She felt Tomoyo’s hand almost reaching the panties she was
+wearing-Tomoyo’s panties. She couldn’t take much more of this.
+“It’s important to have goals,” Sakura’s father stated. “And today,
+you two achieved one of those goals. This calls for celebration.
+I’ve got a bottle of champagne-“
+“-I’ll get it!” Sakura cried, leaping up from Tomoyo’s incessant
+torture.
+“Let me come with you,” Tomoyo said, rising as well. A feeling of
+dread poured over Sakura, but she had no good reason to decline the
+request. The two girls headed down to the basement.
+As Sakura’s foot hit the floor, before she even had a chance to turn
+around, Tomoyo’s hands were under her dress, yanking her underwear
+down past her knees, dropping them to the carpet. “Hey!” she yelped.
+“I want my panties back. Now,” Tomoyo growled playfully. She forced
+her thigh between Sakura’s legs.
+“Tomoyo-chan!” the brown-haired girl squeaked. She couldn’t walk with
+the panties around her ankles, so she stepped out of them quickly.
+She began to dodge, but Tomoyo advanced even more swiftly. She
+grinned maliciously, got a firm grip on Sakura’s bottom, and lifted
+her onto the green billiard table. Her hands went back under Sakura’s
+dress, bunching it up around the slim young woman’s waist.
+“Stop, Tomoyo-chan,” Sakura begged. “We might-“
+“-I’m through waiting,” Tomoyo declared in a flat voice. “It’s time
+for Sakura-chan to come.” She thrust her head between Sakura’s
+shaking knees and immediately began to assault her sopping, naked
+vagina with her mouth. It was obvious that Sakura’s body was more
+than ready for this.
+Sakura’s eyes rolled back. “Tomoyo!” she gasped. “We could-ah! Get
+caught!”
+“I know,” Tomoyo mumbled without lifting her head. “So you’d better
+come fast.”
+“Ah! Oh! Ah!” Sakura shrieked. Her toes curled. Tomoyo had been
+building her anticipation steadily all day and now she was delivering
+in spades. Her lips and tongue seemed to be everywhere. The
+sensations were so strong that it was like Tomoyo licking her entire
+body in long, languid strokes. Sakura’s every molecule sang with
+unbelievable pleasure. This was their gathering; they should be
+upstairs; Touya was bound to come looking for them an second-but damn,
+Tomoyo was loving her right! Sakura didn’t want her to stop, not at
+all, no matter what the consequences might be.
+“What’s taking those girls so long?” Sakura’s father wondered.
+Touya and Sonomi glanced at each other knowingly. “I’m sure they’ll
+be back in a minute,” Sonomi laughed nervously. I hope, she added
+silently. This isn’t the best way for Sakura’s father to find out
+about them. I can’t believe he doesn’t know already.
+The curious man started to rise from the table. “I’d better-“
+“-No, no,” Touya intervened. “I’ll do it; I’ll go get them. You just
+relax, oto-san.”
+As slowly as he could, Touya strode to the basement door. He listened
+before he opened it. He could distinctly hear his little sister’s
+muffled cries of ecstasy. He stopped and waited embarrassedly, not
+wanting to walk in on Tomoyo and Sakura while they were so…active.
+“Good job, Sakura-chan; I think that’s about the fastest you’ve ever
+climaxed. I knew you could do it!”
+“I love you, Tomoyo-chan,” the green-eyed girl sighed. “Now let’s
+hurry and get back upstairs.”
+“Right,” Tomoyo agreed, wiping her mouth with a handkerchief from her
+purse. “You taste so great.”
+“Where are my panties?”
+“You mean, my panties?”
+“Yes. Come on, I need them.”
+“They somehow got looped around a blade of the ceiling fan,” the
+blue-eyed beauty snickered.
+“What? You did that on purpose…but when did--I mean, how did you?”
+“No time to explain. We’d better get back up there.”
+“You are the most evil person I know,” Sakura pouted.
+Touya opened the door a crack. “Are you two done yet?” he called as
+loudly as he dared. “Dad’s getting suspicious.”
+“Just a second!” Tomoyo chirped while Sakura went redder than she had
+in years. Tomoyo gripped her lover’s arm and hauled her toward the
+staircase.
+“Underwear!” Sakura reminded.
+“I’m afraid you’ll have to do without,” Tomoyo answered sweetly, never
+pausing.
+Sakura was terrified. She knew that once they returned to the table,
+Tomoyo would be starting again in ten minutes, tops. Her only hope
+was to end the gathering before Tomoyo renewed her attack. But how?
+She pondered the possibilities desperately.
+She gave her dad the champagne bottle and took her seat next to her
+gorgeous lover. Given what she just did downstairs, she ought to be
+satisfied for a little while at least, Sakura hoped. But today she’s
+been a super-mega hornball, so I can’t count on more than a brief
+respite.
+Sakura’s father pulled the cork out of the bottle with a loud pop. He
+started pouring. Sakura glanced at Touya. He raised his eyebrows and
+smirked. Feeling a rising blush, she quickly turned away, only to
+find herself staring directly into Sonomi’s eyes. Tomoyo’s mother
+grinned at the embarrassed girl. Sakura would have bet the she could
+fry an egg on her cheeks; they were as hot as a griddle. Obviously,
+Sonomi knew what was going on between her and Tomoyo. But how had she
+found out? Sakura felt some relief though; Sonomi clearly approved of
+the relationship.
+“I would like to propose a toast,” Sakura’s father announced as he
+recorked the bottle. “Happiness and success to Tomoyo and Sakura!”
+Sonomi, Sakura, and Touya blushed at his choice of words, but everyone
+raised their glasses and toasted.
+“Mm, this is very good. Arigatou, Kinomoto-san,” Tomoyo said
+politely.
+“Hear, hear,” Sonomi said. “And thank you for having us over. My
+daughter is blessed to know such wonderful people as you.”
+“Don’t I know it?” Tomoyo said, squeezing Sakura’s leg under the
+table.
+“Please don’t mention it,” Sakura’s father replied. “I’m glad that
+Sakura-chan has such a terrific best friend and I’m honored that you
+accepted the invitation to our house.”
+Tomoyo began caressing Sakura’s upper thigh.
+Miraculously, the little get-together broke up just a few minutes
+later, while Sakura was still able to disguise her moans.
+Sakura ran to her room, with Tomoyo chasing right behind. As soon as
+Tomoyo got past the door, Sakura shut it behind her and tackled her to
+the mattress. “I love you Tomoyo-chan, in spite of your being a
+wicked temptress who can’t keep her hands to herself. But-“ here she
+lowered her voice and gazed into Tomoyo’s stunning blue eyes with her
+dazzling green eyes “-you know you’re about to be punished.”
+A chill of exhilaration raced up and down, up and down, along Tomoyo’s
+spine. In three seconds, Sakura had her naked.
+I love it when a plan works, Tomoyo reflected blissfully.

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