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Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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All TMNT characters are currently owned by Viacom, no copyright infringement intended.
Author's Notes: This story is based the first season of the current CGI Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cartoon, although continuity isn't going to be too strictly observed for this story. Reviews always welcome.

Not Too Complicated
Chapter One: April and Mikey
By the third week of being stuck underground, April had gotten truly sick of it. She understood the reasons, of course. The city was hardly safe for her with her school assaulted by the Kraang and Karai and the Foot likely to attack her at any time, but she was starting to go a little stir crazy. With Donatello's help she was at least able to safely text her friends occasionally, but that was starting to have its own problems... Problems she was willing to bet one of her room mates also shared.
"Hey Mikey," she called.
Splinter and his brothers were out on patrol, leaving the two of them with an unusual moment alone. The Turtles' shelter was hopefully secure, but they weren't taking any chances leaving April unescorted for a moment and at last his turn had come in the schedule. "What's up, April?" he asked, looking up from his comic book.
"The guys give you any idea when they were getting home?" she asked casually.
"I got a text from Leo a while ago," he replied. "They think they spotted a Kraang hideout. They could be staking it out till dawn."
April smirked internally. "Hey Michelangelo, doesn't it drive you crazy being cooped down here all the time?" she asked conversationally.
Michelangelo shrugged. "Well, I like getting to go out and get some fresh air sometimes, but... being down here is all I've known most of my life. I grew up down here."
"Well, I'm not what I grew up with," she explained. "I'm used to hanging out with my friends, feeling the Sun on my skin, making out with boys..."
She saw him pretend not to twitch.
"...But I'm stuck down here," she continued. She turned to face him. "I mean, don't wish you could be up there like a normal teenager? Meeting girls and going to school and having a life..."
"I guess so," he conceeded. "But I was never really normal, so I don't really know what I'm missing I guess."
"Yeah... I'm sorry," she said sympathetically. "That must be tough."
He grunted affirmatively and turned his attention back to his comic.
"You know what I really hate?" she said finally.
"Huh?" he asked.
She swayed around the room playfully. "All my friends are telling me these stories of all these guys they're doing stuff with..."
Mikey's eyes went wide with shock and embarrassment as he dropped his comic book. "You mean like... Sex?"
April giggled. "Not sex, really... Just messing around, you know?"
"I guess..." Michelangelo said, trying to hide his blushing face.
"I mean, you guys are teenagers, too, right?" she said. "You know everyone our age is experimenting. And we're stuck here. You have to think about this stuff."
"Yeah... I guess so," he admitted.
"I just feel so left out," she said coyly. "And then I thought 'I bet Michelangelo feels the same way.'"
Michelangelo's jaw hit the floor. This absolutely could not be happening. "What?"
"I mean, don't you feel like you're missing something, you've never had a girl around here until now," she said.
"Well, not really..." he mumbled incoherently.
"And you like me, don't you?" she asked.
He honestly tried not to think about her that way, she was Donnie's girl... or at least the object of his affection... from almost the moment they met. But he had to admit "yeah... Of course."
"Well..." She crouched down in front of him, he could see in her eyes how serious she was. "We have a while before those guys get back... What do you think?"
"Are you sure you don't want one of the other guys?" Mikey asked, still no able to believe what she was saying. "Donnie..."
"I'm not looking to doing anything serious," April explained, sashaying over to him. "I just want to mess around a little. Have fun. You know, with someone who's not going to think too much about it."
"Well, that definitely sounds like me," he admitted after some thought, "but..."
She cut off whatever he meant to say next by kissing him, first lightly, an experiment as she had said, than deeper and deeper, her tongue seeking out his. Michelangelo was started to respond when...
"Wait!" he said, gently pushing her away, "I can't do this, April. We can't. My brother really likes you."
"And I don't get a say in which turtle I want to be with?" she asked.
"No. Yes!" Michelangelo said quickly. "I just can't hurt my brother like that."
April found his reluctance adorable and she was more certain than ever that she'd picked the right turtle. "He doesn't have to know," she assured him, smiling. "It can just be between us."
"That doesn't matter!" he insisted. "We can't do this to him."
"You're such a sweet guy, Michelangelo," April said sweetly as she unbuttoned the top button of her denim shorts incredibly slowly, "that's part of what I like about you."
Michelangelo tried to look away as she started to undress, but couldn't quite force himself to. April noticed this began to unzip the shorts, just as slow, popping her full butt out as she slid them down. He hungrily watched as she slid them down her ass, over her legs, down to her feet. Just as her shorts were about to touch the ground, she gave a practiced kick and they landed in this lap.
"April..." he said, bewildered.
She grinned wickedly and grabbed the hem of her yellow shirt, taking the black undershirt at the same time. With kunoichi grace, she raised the shirts like a veil above her eyes, exposing first the curve of her tummy, then her hot pink bra and to him, before tossing the shirt his way as well.
"Please..." Mikey begged. "We can't..."
She noticed some movement at his lower shell, between his legs and she knew she almost had him. She hooked a thumb at either side of her black tights and began to ease them down, agonizingly slow, making sure to bend down low enough to give him a generous view of her cleavage. He could see almost all of her beautiful round breasts, the bra stopping just short of revealing her nipples. He tried desperately to see them, which she noticed with a smirk.
She removed her tights completely and tossed them aside, leaving her dressed only in her little pink bra and matching pink bikini panties. His reaction was immediate, too. The gap between his front and back shell expanded slowly with her movements, and a penis, thick and green like one of his fingers, but longer and harder, popped out from between his legs.
"Oh my!" she cooed. "I always wondered where you guys hid those."
Michelangelo blushed and went to cross his legs, but she shook her head. "You walk around like almost naked all the time anyway," she reminded him.
"But April..." he stuttered.
He was so adorable when he was shy like this, she crossed the distance between making sure to sway her hips seductively as she did. "Shhh..." she assured him. "It's not gonna be real sex, anyway. Like I told you, I just want to mess around a little, like regular teenagers. Okay?"
Michelangelo still couldn't believe he was going to betray Donnie like this, but April had made it clear, she didn't want any of his brothers, and try as he might, he couldn't resist her. "Okay," he said.
And then she kissed him, long and deep as she sat down in his lap. She felt so soft and warm in his arms as her hands caressed his muscular arms, his hard shell. His cock was throbbing against her ass and he realized for the first time how much he really wanted her. She had always been Donnie's girl to him, literally a different species, and he had never admitted to himself just how much he had thought of her that way. Now, with her plump little ass a mere slip of fabric away from his hard dick, the warmth of her wetness soaking through to his lap, he could finally be honest with himself.
"Mmm!" he moaned.
April could feel his ease increase as he continued to kiss her, she was really right in thinking it would be just another skill for him. For all his goofiness, Michelangelo was a trained martial artist, since birth he had been taught to gauge his opponent and respond to their actions. Now he was using that to find what made her react in the kiss, what made her shudder, made her shiver. He was really a natural. She didn't even hesitate when he moved to her breasts.
At first he was tentative with his actions, merely feeling her firm little breasts through the bra. They were so soft and wonderful, the way they felt in his hands as he squeezed and caressed them. He ran his hand over her cleavage, barely reaching inside the bra, but to his surprise she still didn't object, so he chanced reaching down the right bracup, stimulating the flesh.
April shuttered into the kiss, giving her approval, so he press forward, circling the nipple and groping her firmly. He could feel how much she was enjoying herself as he held her. The youthful flesh of her tit was so wonderful, he needed to have more. Carefully, he reached behind her for the clasp to her bra, slowly so that she could stop him at any time. When she continued to show her approval, however, he removed it entirely, April raising her arms reflexively as he tossed it aside.
April shivered instinctively at the exposure of her breasts. She had been the aggressive partner up to this point, but now that she was nearly naked in front of a boy for the first time, she was starting to feel a little out of her depth. She felt his eyes on her pale skin, her little pink nipples, her panty-covered vagina, and she realized how exposed she really was.
"You still okay with this, April?" he asked warmly. "I mean, we're just messing around, right? No big deal?"
She could tell from his tone that he was feeling the same way she was, and it helped her relax a little. "No big deal," she agreed. And then she took his hands and placed them back on her chest.
He held them lightly for a moment, then gently thumbed her nipples. The action made her grind her hips over his, rubbing his erection against the underside of her panties.
"Ughh!" they both grunted at the same time.
They paused and looked each other in the eyes, realizing what they had just done. Wordless, they began to repeat the action, first once, then again, then over and over, faster and faster. He groped her young freckled pleasure orbs roughly while she humped herself over his hard cock. They kissed whenever they could, but focused more on the sheer grind. She had to fight for oxygen any way.
"Hunh! Hunh! Hunh!" she panted.
His strong thumbs on her breasts felt amazing, but nothing could compare to the way his hard green member felt when it brushed against her virgin vagina even through the thin, increasingly wet barrier of her panties. At first neither of them was able to master much of a rhythm due to their mutual inexperience, but soon his lifetime of martial arts training kicked in and he moved his hands to her hips, helping her along to bring them both pleasure.
"Michelangelo..." she gasped. "So good..."
She bounced on him happily, feeling his hard green penis against her hips, ass, and eager young pussy. If they kept this up, she knew they'd both be cumming soon. Which, she realized with great frustration, she wasn't ready to happen yet.
She motioned for him to cease his eager thrusts. "Mikey... Mikey... Slow down..."
"What?" he said, shocked but concerned. "Do we need to stop?"
She smiled and shook her head. "I just want to try something else," she said with a smile.
He wasn't sure how to react at first, but could raise no objection as she dropped down to look his cock at eye level. It had brought her so much pleasure during their dry-humping, but she wanted to know more about it. She took it gently in her hand, cautiously, almost weighing it. It was warmer then the rest of his body, definitely closer to the human side of his mutation but still unlike any of the penises she'd seen online. She gave it a test stroke and he responded immediately.
"Oh!" he gasped, his voice hushed.
She did it again, her grasp on him firmer.
"Oh! April!"
She kept stroking him, taking as much of his thick green meat in her tiny palm as she could, hearing him gasp and moan. A drop of liquid came out of the tip of his dick and she caught it on her finger, then brought it to her mouth. Surprisingly good, she thought, sweet and salty. She needed to taste more to fully judge it, though.
Michelangelo's head lolled back in pleasure as April took his rod in hand and pleasured him. Her hand was so much warmer than his own, so much softer... And it felt better than anything he'd ever experienced in his life. Mostly, he realized, because of who was doing it. He watched as her breasts bounced with exertion and reached down to fondle them again. He knew he was past the point of Donnie ever being able to forgive him, but he couldn't stop now. He couldn't ever stop.
"Uhh!" she groaned in response.
He was groping her chest again, less skillfully now that his attentions were divided but it still felt amazing, his three strong fingers groping and massaging each tender breast, roughly yet passionately. More precum was starting to form on his dick and went to taste it again, this time by licking it directly from the source. He moaned like never before at that, so she decided to just take him into her mouth.
"Ohhhhh fuuuuuuuuck..." he moaned as began to suck him. She started off shallow, he was too big for her to take the whole thing anyway, but then she began to experiment: deeper, then not so deep. Closing her mouth around the tip and sucking it while stroking the shaft... Then taking as much as she could in her mouth and licking all around like a popsicle. "Oh fuck! April!"
He loved watching her work, from her position, he had a great angle to admire her crazy ass as she sucked him off, he could see down her panties to the round globe of each pale cheek, the sacred crack between them... It was all too much for him.
"April!" he warned. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!"
She kept sucking him, unsure of whether or not she wanted to swallow him, but then pulled her mouth away at the last moment and he came explosively all over her naked breasts. His green dick spurted wave after wave of hot cum, coating her young tits thoroughly.
When he came off his high enough to realize what he had done, he was humiliated. "Oh shit, I'm sorry," he said, but she brushed it off.
"It's okay," she assured him, snuggling back into his chest. "I wanted you to do it.
He looked at her in frank disbelief. "Are you sure?"
She kissed his lightly on his bald green forehead. "Totally not a big deal. We were gonna need a shower after anyway."
"Uh, okay..." he said. He was still confused, but was going to argue as she snuggled into his arms.
For a time she simply relaxed his arms, perfectly content with what had just happened. He was stroking her back gently, letting her know how much she was appreciated. When his hands slipped down to her panties, however, she stopped him. "I'm not ready to lose mine, either," she cautioned.
"Like you did for me?" he asked.
She raised an adorable eyebrow as she considered it. "Okay," she decided at last.
He nervously grabbed the sides of her panties and began to pull them down her thighs. She was really wet, really excited, he realized, to be doing this with him. He pulled her panties down her legs and gently set them on the floor. Her naked red-haired pussy and curvy ass were finally in full view, the first real naked girl he'd ever seen. "You're so beautiful..." he gasped.
April blushed... then moaned as he began to stroke her pussy.
One finger, thick and green, began to trace to outer lips of her vulva. She was already so wet, but being touched so directly made her shudder, made her even wetter. He probed an exploratory finger into her sweet depths, cautiously at first, but she reacted immediately, so he he went further. Her walls gripped onto his finger, hugging it closely.
"Ahh!" she gasped. "Michelangelo!"
He started thrusting inside her, gently, then quickly, his fingers getting coated in her juices. Accidentally, he brushed a little button and she shuddered more than like never before. "Kuugh!" He noticed this right away and touched it again and again, making her arch her back at him and clench her ass. "Fuck!" she screamed.
He was going as deep as he could now without piercing her final barrier, teasing her clitoris at the same time. Her beautiful freckled face was thrown back in sheer ecstasy, her fists clenched as tried not to slide off the chair, her young breasts bounced enticingly with each thrust of his fingers. And her pussy... she was pumping out rivers of gleaming girlcum, the smell of her honey filling the room. Her red bush was so gorgeous, so irresistible. He licked his lips.
"April," he said, "I have to taste you."
"Oh, god!" the naked teenage girl gasped in response.
Michelangelo dropped down to his knees, still fingering her. She spread her legs reflexively at his approach, and he nuzzled her bush eagerly. The size and shape of his face caused some initial difficulty, but his determination was as rock hard as his cock and soon he was able to find the right angle to taste her directly.
"Ah!" she gasped.
Her taste was unparalleled, he was enslaved to it instantly, lapping and licking at her sweet tartness. He tongue was alive within her teenage sex, filling her perfect walls as they clenched around him. She had placed a hand on his head to hold him in place, but that was unnecessary, he wasn't stopping until he finished his meal.
"Yes! Yes!" she screamed, her body quaking with delight.
He had to hold her steady with both hands as he ate her, she was shaking so much. As he licked her, he slid one thick finger into the crack of her ass, just barely enough for her to notice, testing the waters for later experiments.
April felt it, but what he was doing to her felt too good to object much. Besides, she knew if she told him to stop he would. Her only real concern in the world was his tongue filling her, probing her, drinking of her everything she had to give. She was so close. She reached down to massage her own clitoris, gasping his name when she could speak at all, but he intercepted her hand. He placed it on his shell for greater stability while he worked his now free fingers into slit, his thumb never leaving her tiny clit. She was nearly there, he could feel it.
"Oh god! Oh my! FUCK! FUCK!! FUCK!!! Fuuuuuuhhhhhckkk..."
After she came, she couldn't keep herself stable any more, even with his help, and she gracefully pooled on the floor, utterly spent.
"Wow," she gasped. She was still trailing cum on the floor but she could not have been less concerned about that. She watched as he licked clean his fingers, then picked her up in his strong arms.
"You don't know the half of it," he replied.
He carried her over to the shower. "We should probably get you cleaned up before everyone gets home," he said, real care in his voice.
"Thanks," she said softly.
"Might be awhile before you can wear these panties again, though," he said without a trace of brag.
"You can keep them," she said proudly.
"Really?" he asked, delighted.
She nodded. "I think you've earned them."
"Aw, thanks, April!" he said, giving her a happy kiss before running over to grab them.
As she watched him, she realized: he might the right guy to lose her virginity to after all.

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