[Episode 223279] [Episode 223279]
As soon as the last of the martial artists had departed, Miu grabbed a fresh towel from the laundry, and dropped off her clothes while she was there, then headed for the washroom. She bit her lip to suppressed a small moan, just the thought of her husband, she loved that word, putting his thing into her again was intoxicating. Although his name was very misleading, Ranma was actually of a pretty average size, the stamina of a martial artist was better than some freakishly large penis that would probably give more pain than pleasure.
“Ranma,” Miu said as she slid open the door. “How about I scrub your… not here.”
She sighed at her foolishness. It had taken awhile to get everyone out of Ryozanpaku. Now that she thought about it, Miu didn’t see how Ranma could just sit around for that long. Well, doing it in the bathroom would be kind of rude to everyone, so I guess this is for the best, she thought before throwing the towel onto a rack and heading off to the kitchen without anything to cover her nakedness.
“Ranma, if you’re looking for a snack, I’ve got something that’s just begging you to eat… not here either,” she grumbled.
Then she tried the dojo…
“I’ve got some much better exercises in mind for… nope.”
The clinics…
“If you’re sore from your fight I can make you feel… empty,” she grumbled.
And finally her own room…
“You know, a man is supposed to carry his wife over the threshold and into… he’s not here either?”
Miu crossed her arms and looked own at the floor to frown. Okay, so he’s not working out, bathing, eating, trying to get fixed up, or in any of the places in-between. Now where does that… Oh geeze, Miu though to herself before heading to where Ranma was.
After stomping down the hall, Miu threw open the door to the storage closet that Ranma was using for his sleeping room, and found the man on his side with the covers pulled up. “RANMA!”
Not quite asleep, the noise jolted Ranma into a full awake status. “I didn’t do it!”
Ignoring her husband’s usual response to being caught red-handed, Miu grabbed him by the undershirt he wore to bed and hauled him over so his face was right up against hers. “You. Me. Sex. Now!”
“Wha?” was all Ranma was able to get out before Miu flung him across her shoulder and hauled him off to her bed to throw him down on the mattress.
Still discombobulated, Ranma didn’t know quite what was going when Miu jumped on top of him and yanked off his shirt. By the time she entered into a kiss and pressed her body up tight against his, the more animal part of Ranma’s mind caught on, with his civilized one finally catching up as Miu pulled back.
“Aww you’re so tense honey,” Miu commented as she rubbed the back of his shoulders with her fingers while waiting for Ranma’s body to fully prepare for the lovemaking. Beneath her she could already feel his manhood pressing against her butt cheeks, but it wasn’t quite ready. She didn’t want to ask since it might kill the mood but… “Is it about earlier today?”
Ranma took his eyes away from Miu’s breasts and looked into her face, and then looked away. “No it’s uh… not that.” You try getting grabbed in the middle of the night and hauled off by an Amazon, and see how you feel.
For her reply, Miu just shook her head. She knew Ranma had to still be bothered by that woman’s words, and what happened on that train ride home. Despite his pride getting in the way again, Miu knew the weight of his past actions were starting to bear down on him.
She bent down and killed him again, taking a moment to help Ranma get his underwear off right as she felt he was ready for everything to start. When he was completely naked, Miu remembered one last thing. She fixed her hand into a claw, and then stuck the four pressure points below her belly, and one above it.
“Furinji Martial Arts Pregnancy Prevention!”
Although she did want to have babies one day, it was still way too soon to be starting a family, and condoms were too fallible.
With all the preparations complete, Miu grabbed onto her husband’s shoulders for support. Then she lowered herself down onto Ranma slowly and let out tiny cries of pleasure as she felt the head of his cock run up against the walls of her sex as she scooted around atop her husband. Here we go.
Miu clenched down and let out a cry of pleasure at the feeling of Ranma’s cock filling her pussy when she raised and lowered herself a little. Ranma’s arms came up across up at her waist and reached back to grab her shoulders and run along her back to hold her down as Miu arched her back in pleasure.
Despite already hitting orgasm, Miu’s body responded to semi-unconscious thoughts to keep the pleasure coming and she began to buck her hips to add to the waves of pleasure already crashing to her body. “More! AHHH! Ranma. More… yes. Yes! YEAAAAAAAA!”
With her back arched and her breasts swaying back and forth right in his face, Ranma grabbed one of the moving mammaries and began to suck his wife’s tit while she let out cries of pleasure at every little movement of her hips.
The added pleasure did its job, and sent Miu into a third orgasm a few moments later.
Thanks to the inhuman stamina of the two lovers, the process continued for some time. After her third orgasm, Ranma joined in his own movements below the waist, shifting the pole that Miu was sliding on ever so slightly with each thrust and withdrawal that each time simulated a different part of her sex.
When Ranma got tired of messing with Miu’s right breast, he moved to her left. When it had been fully aroused and played out with by his tongue, he pulled her down to kiss the woman. Their tongues linked and met in a tugging contest until Miu another thrust sent a shock down Miu’s spine and she broke away to cry out in joy.
When Ranma finally reached his limit, his fingers clamped down on Miu and he called out as the world exploded in pleasure. “MIU!”
After taking several breaths, Ranma looked over to see Miu had rolled off of him. He turned on her nightstand’s light so they had more than what was comming in from the hall. After his eyes adjusted, Ranma saw they the sheets were a bundled mess. Both he and Miu were covered in sweat, and she seemed to be more out of breath than him.
The blonde girl turned her head towards him, and smiled. “Feeling better?”
Ranma could only nod for the moment.
“Good,” she told him before scooting closer. “And stop thinking about all that stuff in the past. Even if you think you have to make up for it somehow, then help people that deserve it, not assholes that put all the blame on someone else. Okay? There‘s more important stuff that should be on your mind.” Miu didn’t need to mention what that was.
Ranma decided not to mention the thing that was only the lesser of two things that had been bothering him earlier concerning that subject. “And stop dwelling on what you could have done while you were there too,” she added, as if reading his mind. “You did more than enough under the circumstances.”
He sighed and closed his eyes to keep the lamps glare from straining them too badly. Heh, the scary thing is I don’t know if she just knows me that well, or really can read my mind.
“Well, fun’s over. We need to clean up before everyone comes back,” Miu told him before jumping off the bed.
“Huh?”
Turning around to face him, the glistening woman crossed her arms and frowned. “The sheets are a mess. We’re both sweaty, and you’re starting to stink! Meet me in the bath after I put this in the wash, then we’ll change the sheets.”
For a moment Ranma thought back to the last time they had been in a bathroom together.
(-Extra Hotel Lemon Scene-)
Miu cried out in pleasure as Ranma grabbed onto her waist and continued to come in and out of her from behind. Bend over as she was, the only thing holding her up was her hands and the strong arms, and the grip she had on the bath part of the combo shower/tub. “Yes! Harder! HARDER! RAAAAAAAAANNNNMMMAAAAAAAA!”
Her fingers dug into the bath’s edge, and neither of the two lovers noticed the cracks starting to appear from the woman’s grip.
(-Present Bedroom Lemon Scene-)
“No, we’re not breaking anything this time. I mean doing anyone-anything!” Miu took a breath and the redness in her face disappeared. Why should she feel embarrassed about having sex with her husband? Well, having sex and tearing up a bathroom in the process…
It was better that way. Miu knew she wouldn’t be wanting to take a bath in a place where someone else had… done that. Wait, what about sleeping in a bed where someone’s had sex… eating on a table that two people have done it on… sitting on the couch after its been…
Then again… how would she know?
“Oh great, now I can’t stay at a hotel for the rest of my life,” she mumbled.
Ranma poked his head up behind her and blinked in confusion at his wife’s somewhat annoyed and angry voice. “Huh? Did I do something wrong?”
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