tomoyo's hentai video diaries

Tomoyo stared at the little pocket containing the precious rubbing sakura gave her during first grade and sighed. If only sakura knew.

The first moment Tomoyo lay eyes on sakura, she knew she was in love.

The first time sakura invited Tomoyo over to her house, sakura asked if tomoyo wanted to play a ‘game’ she learned from her brother. Tomoyo said yes, because it was sakura, and she trusted sakura with all her heart.

‘tomoyo chan, close your eyes onegai,’ sakura said innocently.

Tomoyo closed her eyes, wondering what was to come.

Then she felt sakura’s lips on hers, and that was the best feeling she had ever had.

The 6 year old Tomoyo felt in love with Sakura just like that.

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Sakura examined her friend’s face, and brushed her hand through tomoyo’s hair. She is soft, and her skin is so smooth, she thought, they should do something, to bring them closer.

Tomoyo seemed to trust her entirely, and now Tomoyo’s eyes were closed, and she looked even more like a princess than usual.

So sakura kissed this pretty delicate looking girl sitting across her on her bed. Tomoyo did not back away, but she did not seem to know what to do next either, and Tomoyo’s eyes opened in shock.

‘Tomoyo, how did that feel?’

‘Sakura, wh-at are you do-ing?’ tomoyo asked.

‘I saw my brother kissing his teacher, mizuki sensai, and I wanted to try to do it to someone too. Then I thought of you.’

Tomoyo blushed. Tomoyo was so cute when she blushed, sakura thought, and she was so perfect too, rich, pretty, and she had a wonderful voice.

‘I saw my brother do other things with the teacher too,’ then her voice trailed off.

‘what things?’ tomoyo asked.

‘they are hard to describe, but my brother was kind of lying on top of mizuki sensai, I can show you.’

Then sakura lay on top of Tomoyo’s body and kissed Tomoyo’s neck, mimicking what her brother did.

‘that tickles, sakura chan.’

Sakura hand touched Tomoyo’s chest, and Tomoyo whimpered, sakura did not know what she was doing, or what she was supposed to do next, but she felt such a strong urge to touch Tomoyo that she slipped her hands inside Tomoyo’s dress and pulled down Tomoyo’s panties.

‘stop-stop!’ Tomoyo sat up and exclaimed.

A sudden wave of disappointment hit sakura. ‘I want to touch you, tomoyo- chan, you are so pretty.’

Tomoyo looked at sakura’s expression and became worried that she had hurt sakura’s feelings.

‘sakura-chan, it’s ok, don’t worry, I was just scared, no one has ever done that to me before.’

‘tomoyo-chan, I want us to be closer.’

‘I want it too, sakura-chan, if it’s you, I feel ok to go through with it.’

Sakura took off tomoyo’s dress, and undressed herself. Tomoyo looked away and blushed, and sakura lay on top of tomoyo, rubbing her skin against Tomoyo.

Tomoyo’s skin was so white and soft and smooth and warm. She smelled familiar and her hair reminded sakura of the mother she had never met.

She explored Tomoyo’s body with her unskilled, inexperienced hands. Tomoyo let out a small moan or whimper every now and then, then sakura’s attention turned to tomoyo’s hairless, clitoris, which had never been marred.

Sakura wondered what her brother would do in such a situation, but she could not think up anything, so she poke that little nob on top of tomoyo’s entrance with her finger.

‘ahh-‘ tomoyo moaned softly, ‘that felt –‘ then sakura poked it again, this time pressing on the nob and wiggling her fingers.

‘sakura, sto-pp’ tomoyo said.

‘are you alright, tomoyo chan, did I hurt you?’ sakura asked.

‘no, it’s not that, it was rather nice, but it felt so strange inside me.’

Sakura stared with tomoyo’s opening, and said, ‘tomoyo trust me, alright? Spread your legs.’

Sakura did not wait for tomoyo to respond and slipped her hand between tomoyo’s legs and ran her finger along the entrance of tomoyo’s vagina, and tomoyo became redder and her back arched back.

Sakura saw tomoyo’s opening, but was hesitating whether she should touch tomoyo there.

‘sakura chan, don’t stop,’ tomoyo urged her, and sakura took that as a sign of consent and slipped her index finger inside tomoyo, and was surprised by how wet and hot it was inside.

‘don’t stop sakura, that felt – good,’ but tomoyo’s voice trailed off before she finished the sentense, and sakura rubbed her fingers against tomoyo’s vaginal wall, and sakura brought tomoyo to her first orgasm.

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‘such a good thing I brought my video camera along, so much happened today,’ tomoyo said afterwards, and blushed immediately.

Yeah, sakura thought to herself, and when she looked at tomoyo’s face, she thought something was different but she could not say what.

‘so I’ll see you at school tomorrow?’ tomoyo said before she departed on her limousine.

Yeah, sakura said.

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