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Thorough Investigation	By : DonCorneo Category: +S through Z > Street Fighter Views: 12174 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Crimson Viper had always thought herself straight. She was happily married with a young daughter, and had always been sexually attracted to men.
So what the hell was yesterday?
After returning to base to be chewed out by her supervisors, she took a long, cold shower to wash away the metaphorical stink of sleeping with her mortal enemy.
No, it was more than that. She didn't just have sex with her mortal enemy, she had really good sex with her female mortal enemy. How did that even happen, anyway? Enraged and confused, she retraced her steps in her head.
She was trying to arrest me, she thought, I told her to stay out of S.I.N.'s business... and then... Kiss. The redhead sighed deeply and looked up at the ceiling. The cold water washed down her neck and across her breasts. She could not, for the life of her, figure out what on earth had possessed her to kiss Chun-Li at that moment. One minute the two of them were staring each other down, out for blood; the next, lips were locked and clothes were coming off. Breasts were being fondled, legs were being spread...
Viper looked down and caught herself instinctively massaging her clitoris. She snapped her hand back as if she'd just been electrocuted. No! she thought. This is ridiculous. What happened yesterday was just... a freak thing. I am NOT attracted to Chun-Li.
No, definitely not,Viper convinced herself, And why would I be? She's disgusting. With all that nasty hair down there. And those giant hands.
Those giant hands... roaming all over me... and her gross, massive thighs. And her squinty eyes and her stupid smile... and those annoying squeaking noises she made...
Viper moaned wistfully. By now, sexual frustration had totally overcome her. Every feature of Chun-Li's that she recalled made her fingers plunge in and out of her even faster. She bit her lip and instinctively reached to massage her left nipple with her free hand, only both were already erect from the cold water. When she realized this, she squeezed her left breast hard, imagining her hand was Chun-Li's. She inhaled a deep breath, fondly remembering the pungent scent of Chun-Li's unshaven cooter. Her knees buckled slightly; to balance herself, she leaned forward and tilted her head back. She continued violently massaging her clitoris until sweet, warm ejaculate finally cascaded out of her, soaking her fingers and inner thighs. Within seconds, it was washed away by the cold water and slipped down the drain, invisible.
What is the matter with me? she panicked. Am I a lesbian? No, you can't go from straight to lesbian in 60 seconds. Can you?
Looking down at her tiny patch of red pubic hair, Viper finally asserted, I must be bisexual.
She turned the knob labeled "C" until the flow of water stopped. As she toweled off, she nodded to herself. Yeah, said the voice in her head, I'm bisexual. That's all it is. I just never noticed it before. She paused for a moment and frowned. ...For 32 years, she lamented.
Finally, she gave up on trying to figure out the situation. She thought it best to put the whole thing behind her and direct her focus to the mission at hand. Her directives were to investigate suspicious activity in a run-down area of Hong-Kong.; supposedly, Number 15 (or as he had taken to calling himself, Seth) had passed through there. If anything could shake her from this funk, it was finally destroying that horrible nuisance.
It was a long flight to Hong-Kong, even by private jet. To make matters worse, Viper kept catching herself thinking of Chun-Li. It seemed like every time she blinked, she saw the pair of beautiful, brown nipples she had licked so hungrily yesterday. I'm gonna kill her, Viper thought, making a fist. "I'm gonna kill her," she whispered through gritted teeth, as if clarifying it to herself. As far as Viper was concerned, that contemptible woman had no right to infiltrate her thoughts like this.
She crossed her legs and felt her own juices rub together; she was literally soaking. Trying to distract herself, she stared out the window and bit her tongue. The mission, she reminded herself. The mission is what's important.
Thud! The plane hit some turbulence. The mission, she thought. Her thighs rubbed together against her will. "Augh," she exclaimed, rubbing her forehead. If she was horny yesterday, they had to invent a new word for what she was now. Thud! Viper gave up. If she didn't do something soon, she was going to orgasm just from the turbulence. She sprang to her feet and ran to the bathroom in the back of the plane. In a flash, she sat down and locked the door. Her black pants fell around her ankles; a second later, her panties followed suit. She slid one of her black gloves off and plunged two of her fingers inside herself.
She pulled her left breast out of her bra and dress shirt, and, like clockwork, began to massage her left nipple. Cupping her breast, she traced her areola with her middle finger. It stretched and squashed as her hand moved, bouncing wildly with each bump that hit the plane. She straightened her legs and lifted them off the ground... adrenaline took over. Without even being aware of it, Viper was multi-tasking tremendously. One hand cupped her breast and teased her nipple, pinching it between two of her fingers; the other hand was even busier. She massaged her clitoris with her thumb, pounded her index and middle finger in and out of her vagina, and she had even reached around with her pinky to stimulate her asshole. Thud!
"Eeeyahhh!" Viper screamed. That last bump had come at a bad time and a worse angle; now three of her fingers were inside her, and much deeper than she had intended. Not in the mood for thinking (or even capable of it right now), she continued eagerly, getting immense enjoyment out of the additional pressure. But there was a flaw with this plan: now her pinky was out of range to prod her anus. She instinctively reached down with her other hand, only this presented a problem as well. This hand was still wearing a leather glove. Still on auto-pilot, however, Viper was in no position to spend any time thinking. She lifted her legs up even higher, propping them against the door at the same level as her head, and inserted her middle finger into her asshole. The sensation of a leather-coated object invading her butt was completely foreign and unnerving, but it was euphoric.
It was quite a display she had going. It was as though every muscle in her body was carrying out a different task. With three fingers inside her vagina and one gloved finger probing her anus, she had begun rhythmically kicking away from the door with her heels. Her pelvis matched this rhythm, bouncing up and down on the toilet seat to further enhance her debauchery. Her head was tilted all the way back, and although her spine usually arched when she climaxed, this time she was leaning far forward, to support herself on the porcelain loveseat.
"Chun-Li," she murmured unknowingly. Thoughts of the brunette's strong aroma still filled her head; her beautiful, untamed patch of chestnut pubic hair hung in Viper's mind like a picture frame. Finally, after all that work, the sweet relief she had so desired came pouring out of her. Like always, she bit her tongue to silence herself, but a high-pitched "Mmmmmmmmmm!" still managed to break free of her mouth. Viper considered continuing in the hopes of a second release, but she was spongy, and sore, and her limbs hung limp at her sides. She pulled up her underwear and pants together and began buttoning herself.
"Dammit," she sighed. It's like she did this to me on purpose. It's like she knew I would go insane.
Now fully clothed, but still seated on the toilet, Viper's mind raced. Is this happening to her right now? Is she getting this horny over me? Is she masturbating non-stop like this? She stared at the floor as she put her black glove back on. Probably not, she thought, remembering the meekness in Chun-Li's voice when she had said "I only came once," and recalling how the athletic Chinese woman had almost left without a word. Most of all, she remembered how Chun-Li had laughed and said, "You're not very good at this."
It's not fuckin' fair! the redhead told herself. She hates me as much as I hate her, but she got to leave knowing she was better than I am. Viper crossed her legs, and then, feeling her wet thighs rub against the inside of her pants, promptly uncrossed them. Plus she probably doesn't have this sick craving that I can't get rid of. She probably just moved on. To her, that was probably just sex. Not... SEX.
Viper stood up and unlocked the bathroom door. She had made up her mind. I'll play her game. I'll show her the best lay ever and then leave her in the lurch. Then she'll be the one fantasizing about me and hating herself for it. Then she'll be the one screwing herself in an airplane bathroom thinking of the one person she despises most.
For the first time all day, Viper smiled. Yeah, she thought. I'll win this one.
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