“Now, FiBi,” you may ask, “Just why did you pick THIS fic for a masturbation fic?”
And the answer would be, “Well, I could’ve gone with 'Usagi’s Usual Morning' like most people, but dammit, if I keep picking the famous fics, some of the more obscure ones will be forever unnoticed. Share a little love, people."
It certainly wasn't because I was planning to use it only to discover that ASMR had eaten the fic in question and I was too lazy to look for it elsewhere, so I just ended up using the first masturbation fic that I could find on the archive.
Not at all.
What? I have a life! I get PAID, people. And sadly, not to do this. (But Dude, if I DID get paid to do this, my life would be complete. You hear that people? You want me to review shit for you. You know you do. Let me freelance for your publication! Nudge nudge hint hint wink wink.)
Right. So... where was I? Ah, yes. Ami's teaching everyone how to masturbate. Gotcha.
Playing with my nipples always does that to me. I lightly stroke them with my fingers, ever so slowly. I do everything I can to make the feeling last. My nipples immediately become hard and swollen. I can see them expanding right before my eyes, like little beach balls.
Wow, Ami. That’s really… impressive. Do they come in that multi-colored pattern, too, or are they just really fucking round and large?
For now, I'm concentrating solely on my nipples, stroking them, softly pinching, tugging, twisting. Once I even slapped them, which felt great while I was doing it. But I don't do that anymore, because all I ended up with were sore nipples, which I couldn't touch for at least a week, and I like touching my nipples.
Suddenly I feel a familiar heat between my legs. The moistness follows. Then the delicious throbbing. It's that wonderful little organ of mine.
Ami masturbates to the score from Phantom of the Opera? Well, whatever turns you on, yo. Now, me, I don’t find the idea of being stalked by an obsessive, deformed freak to be all that hot, but whatever.
Hmmm… and from here, Ami climaxes a bit and then, during the height of her pleasure decides to tell everyone how Mako-chan TAUGHT her how to masturbate. Because years of self-study mean nothing; you need to be shown. God, at least get the characterization right. Mako-chan learned from Haruka. Minako already knew. Minako taught Rei. And Ami-chan picked it up from a book.
SO, flashback to when Mako-chan first taught Ami the proper way to love yourself. I shall summarize for you since this fic is OMG TOO BORING to go on a quote by quote basis:
Mako-chan: “Our uniforms are wet! We should change them! Here’s a shirt!”