[Episode 225988] [Episode 225988]
“Ranma?”
Ranma turned on hearing Akane almost whisper her name, and at the mixture of eagerness and happiness shining from Akane’s face felt something akin to panic curdling in her gut. Her hand rose to scratch the back of her neck. “Uh, yeah, Akane …” she managed to get out before trailing off, and Akane chuckled.
“Is the big, bad Ranma scared?” she asked, smiling gently, and Ranma stiffened.
“Hey, I’m not afraid of nothin’,” she asserted, and Akane laughed, shaking her head.
“Ranma, when it comes to challenges you’re too predictable.”
“Huh?” Ranma asked, confused.
“The way you can’t turn down a challenge, it makes you predictable, easy for someone like Nabiki to manipulate,” Akane said. “But let’s talk about that later, there’s something more important right now.”
Walking over to her soon-to-be lover, Akane wrapped her arms around the smaller girl, pulling her into a hug. For a moment Ranma stiffened, then slowly relaxed and tentatively wrapped her own arms around Akane.
For a few minutes the girls just stood there, Akane simply luxuriating in the moment. But, after a little bit she started to notice what seemed to be shivers running through her fiancé’s body. Was Ranma really that … nervous?
“Ranma? Have you ever … well, done it with someone?” she quietly asked, and felt Ranma freeze, then slowly relax and actually heard her chuckle.
“What’s so funny?” Akane asked.
“If you were a guy, I’d be pretending ya didn’t ask, or blowin’ off the question. From the way the guys act, you’d think being a virgin was the worst thing in the world, makin’ ya a complete wimp, and of course they all are.”
Akane rolled her eyes. “Right, all boys are perverts, tell me something I don’t know. So … have you?”
She felt Ranma shake her head. “Nah — even if I’d really wanted to sleep with one a’ the others, there wasn’t one a’ you three that I could a’ slept with without blowin’ everything sky high. But … I have, well … practiced.”
“That isn’t going to do us much good right now,” Akane said, laughing softly, only to feel Ranma shake her head again.
“Uh … I meant as both.”
“Both boy and girl?” Akane asked, flabbergasted, and Ranma nodded.
“Yeah, a few times, when I was sure nobody was around.”
“Well, that’s different,” Akane said with a smile, as she started slowly running her hands up and down Ranma’s back and along her sides.
“And what about you?” Ranma asked as her shivering slowly eased off. “Nabiki said she’d caught ya with Yuka and Sayuri — they’re lesbians, too?”
Akane nodded. “Yes, and have been a couple since before you met them, though they do like to … share.”
“Ah. And you say all boys are perverts?”
“Well … some girls, too,” Akane admitted. Then, after a moment added, “And I suppose that includes me, since I took them up on their invitation a few times, before I met you.” Suddenly, Akane laughed again. “Hey, that means that for once I know more than you do about one of the Arts!”
For a moment Ranma stiffened again, then relaxed with a chuckle of her own. “Maybe ya have a point about me and challenges,” she mused. “I do seem ta want ta be better than everybody at everything, don’t I?” Then, arms still around Akane’s waist, she leaned back and smiled as she looked Akane in the eye. “But I guess this time I need a teacher rather than a challenger, right?”
“Right!” Akane agreed, then slowly bent her head to gently kiss Ranma full on the lips.
For a moment there was no response, then Ranma returned the kiss as Akane’s hands again started running along her back. Ranma’s mouth opened slightly in a soft moan, then her eyes widened as Akane took advantage to slip her tongue between the open lips and explore Ranma’s mouth. As their tongues began to circle each other, one of Akane’s hand slipped up to the back of Ranma’s head, slowly untying the strap tying her hair into a tail, while Akane’s other hand started opening Ranma’s familiar red shirt, starting at the bottom and slowly working its way up.
Reluctantly breaking the kiss when the hand in front had worked its way up to where their breasts pressed together, Akane stepped back and quickly finished opening Ranma’s shirt, her breath catching as it fell open to slide down Ranma’s arms, revealing the twin treasures she’d seen before but not nearly often enough. Suddenly, she laughed.
“What’s so funny?” Ranma asked with a quizzical look.
“Just remembering the first day we met, when you said you were better built than I am. A couple of years later, and you still have bigger breasts than I do.”
“Uh, that doesn’t still bother you?” Ranma asked, fidgeting, then gasped as Akane reached out to lift the twin mounds in her palms, thumbs brushing across the nipples.
“No,” Akane murmured, “because they’re mine, now, too.” Dipping her head, she sucked one stiffened nipple into her mouth, tongue caressing the rosy tip, as one hand gently massaged the other breast while the other reached down to loosen Ranma’s pants, then slipped inside.
Ranma moaned softly as she felt the warm wetness of another’s mouth on her breast for the first time, one hand rising to the back of Akane’s head, holding it in place, while the other caressed Akane’s back in imitation of what Akane had done to her a minute earlier. They’d just gotten started, and it was already better than what she’d felt when masturbating! Then Akane’s hand slipped inside her pants and Ranma gasped again, knees going weak, as a finger slid between her lower lips, then easily slipped up inside her.
Akane chuckled as she felt the pressure of Ranma’s hand on her shoulder, using her as a brace to stay upright. “Oh my!” she said, trying to imitate her oldest sister, “you’re already wet! We’d better get your clothes off before we soak them!” Pulling her hand out of Ranma’s pants, she quickly loosened them completely, slipped them and the inevitable boxers down to Ranma’s ankles in one pull, then with one arm behind Ranma’s knees and the other under her arms swept Ranma off her feet and with a few steps laid her on their bed. Reaching down, she quickly slid them completely off then stepped back to run her admiring gaze the length of her lover’s body, eyes shining. “Ranma, you’re beautiful,” she whispered.
Ranma jolted at the words, mouth open to deny them, then paused and swallowed the hot retort. Watch it, Ranma, that’s not an insult — not anymore. “Yeah,” she said instead, “so are you.” Then with a cute grin that made Akane’s heart flutter, added, “At least, I think so — you’re still dressed.”
Akane blushed. “Oh, right,” she muttered, busying herself with her own clothing’s various fastenings. Her clothes quickly joined Ranma’s on the floor, and she turned toward the bed then paused for a long moment, striking a pose and smiling as Ranma’s eyes lit up at the sight. After a few seconds, she walked over to the bed. “Move over, Ranma,” she said in a husky voice, “I want to lie down.”
To Akane’s surprise, instead of moving over Ranma sat up crosslegged on the bed. “Uh, Akane, do you … do you have any … any toys?” she managed to get out, and Akane stared in shock even as she blushed.
“Uh, well … why do you ask?” she asked, and Ranma grinned.
“You do, don’t you,” she stated.
Akane nodded jerkily. “Yes … gifts from Sayuri and Yuka Sayuri’s mom buys for her. They think it’s funny to get me Christmas presents I can’t show to the family.”
“Pull them out and let me see,” Ranma said.
Instead, Akane sat next to the redhead. “Ranma, do you really think we’ll need them?” she asked.
“No, from what you were doin’ ta me just now we could do fine without them. But I have an idea, so please?”
Akane gazed at Ranma for a long moment, then sighed and got up, walked over to her closet, and pulled out a locked wooden box. Getting a key from her bookbag, she walked back to the bed and unlocked it and handed it to Ranma.
Ranma’s eyes widened at the sight of the box’s contents. “Ya said these are gifts?” she asked as she started taking them out and putting them on the bed, and chuckling at Akane’s nod. “Yup, you were right, girls can definitely be perverts. I can understand the vibrator and dildo, but handcuffs and a blindfold? And what’s …” Ranma’s voice trailed off as she pulled out a two-headed strap-on dildo.
Akane’s blush had never quite died away, and now it turned crimson. “Uh … that one, and the handcuffs and blindfold … are actually for you.”
“For me?!”
“Yeah — they said that if I ever actually caught you, you could use the strap-on to be a guy while you’re a girl, and the handcuffs and blindfold were for if we wanted to try out your guy form, so I could use my imagination.”
Ranma looked at the items now on the bed thoughtfully, started putting them away. Akane sighed softly in relief as the redhead put the handcuffs and blindfold, vibrator and dildo back in the box, then stiffened when Ranma closed the box with the strap-on still in hand.
“This will be perfect,” Ranma said, and Akane flinched.
“Ranma, please, for our first time at least, could you not be an … an imitation boy?” she asked carefully, but Ranma shook her head.
“Ya don’t understand, I want you ta wear it, not me.”
“What — me? But … why?” Akane asked, now confused, and Ranma sighed, fidgeting.
“I told ya I’d be a girl for ya, and I want my first time ta be as much like a girl as possible — kinda hard ta get more girlish than this,” she said, holding up the strap-on.
Akane nodded slowly, that made sense. “Are you sure?” she asked softly, then smiled at Ranma’s nod. “All right, but first we have to get me ready.”
“Ready?” Ranma asked, and Akane nodded.
“Ready,” she repeated. “You don’t just shove something like this up inside you, you need lubrication — and the best is the natural kind.”
“Natural — ya mean that’s why I’d get all wet? In that case come here,” Ranma said, scooting over against the wall to make room for Akane.
Akane eagerly lay down beside her, then gasped when Ranma immediately rolled on top of her, only to have the gasp cut off when their lips met. As the kiss lengthened and deepened, it was Ranma’s turn to slide her hand down through the trimmed black bush and between Akane’s legs, slowly sliding a finger along her cleft, then slipping it up into her already dampening hole as Akane’s legs separated to make room. Twisting and slightly hooking her finger, as she slowly pumped it in as out, Ranma broke the kiss and smiled when she felt Akane jerk slightly. “I’d say I found what I was looking for,” she said.
Akane laughed softly, then sucked in a breath as Ranma hit the spot again. “Yes, I’d say your practice as a girl is definitely paying off,” she said breathlessly, then moaned again as Ranma bent down to gently suckle one of her pert breasts.
An endless time later, Ranma lifted her head from Akane’s breast to ask, “Akane, do ya think you’re wet enough?”
Slowly coming back to herself, Akane, slid a hand from her other breast down to her nether lips. “Oh yes, I’m practically dripping. Help me put it on?”
“Of course,” Ranma said, and picking the strap-on up from the bed, slid down to slip the straps over Akane’s feet and up along her legs. Akane spread her legs wider, then winced as Ranma started to push the dildo’s head up between her lips and inside.
“Not so hard!” she gasped, and Ranma paused.
“Sorry,” she muttered, then started again more slowly, a bit deeper with each push. Finally, the dildo was all the way inside, and Akane stood to adjust the straps.
“Okay, Ranma, your turn!” Akane said eagerly. “Lie back and spread those beautiful legs.”
“Uh, I don’t think I’m wet enough,” a suddenly nervous Ranma said, and Akane grinned.
“I know, that’s what I’m going to take care of,” she responded, then bent down to place her head between Ranma’s legs. She took a deep breath, enjoying the scent of Ranma’s arousal, and it was Ranma’s turn to gasp and clutch at the sheets as she felt Akane’s tongue slip between her folds to savor the flavor of her juices.
Oh yes, this is definitely better than ‘do it yourself’, Ranma thought fuzzily as one of her hands rose to a breast and the other found the back of her lover’s head.
All too soon, Akane lifted her head, Ranma’s juices coating her chin and around her mouth. “You’re definitely ready now,” she said. Then, suddenly serious, she added, “Ranma, remember, this is supposed to be fun, not a chance to prove how tough you are. If it hurts, tell me.” And with that, she sat up and knelt on the bed.
Ranma felt as if she’d been doused with a bucket of cold water (a sensation she knew well) as Akane slipped up between her legs and lifted and spread her knees, and she felt the tip of the dildo slide along her dripping nether lips then slowly push them apart. Remember, Ranma, you asked for this, she thought, eyes closed, then gasped as she felt herself stretching to accept the intrusion into her most intimate parts. Opening her eyes, she watched the rise and fall of Akane’s firm breasts as each gentle thrust of Akane’s hips pushed the translucent blue fake cock deeper into her depths until at last their hips met.
With that, Akane paused. “Ranma, are you all right?” she asked. Then at Ranma’s convulsive nod she smiled and leaned down, supporting her weight on her arms on either side of the redhead with their breasts pressed together, and kissed Ranma gently. “So let’s do this,” she whispered, and slowly began to undulate her hips.
Ranma stiffened at the sensations beginning to wash through her, instinctively wrapping her legs around Akane’s waist. “Oh, yes … Akane, that feels so good,” she gasped out, and Akane smiled happily (and with more than a touch of relief) and slowly picked up the pace setting a steady rhythm marked by her lover’s gasps and moans as sweat beaded on her skin from the effort. Through the waves of pleasure breaking out from her seemingly burning hot cleft, Ranma looked up at the face of her best friend, her face framed by sweat-plastered hair, then reached her arms up between Akane’s sides and arms and around her shoulder blades, pulling her down against her and into another searing kiss.
Akane paused for the kiss, then broke free to bury her face in Ranma’s shoulder and gasp for breath as she resumed her pumping, feeling Ranma’s hips now pushing up to meet each thrust.
Suddenly, Ranma stiffened, back arched, and the room reverberated with her scream of passion as her orgasm broke and her mind whited out from the rush of pleasure like she had never dreamed was possible. Her body jerked and quivered from the aftershocks, and Akane clutched at the spasming girl until the shaking stopped and Ranma went limp.
“Wow!” the sweat-slick redhead finally gasped out. “That was incredible!”
“What did you say?” Akane asked playfully. “I’m having a little trouble hearing you after your scream right into my ear.”
“Uh, I screamed?” Ranma asked, blushing.
“Very loudly,” Akane agreed. “I hope the neighbors don’t call the police.”
“Um, sorry ‘bout that,” Ranma mumbled, and Akane chuckled as she slowly pushed herself upright and back, the dildo popping free and dropping onto the soaked sheets under Ranma’s ass.
“Don’t worry about it — this time,” the youngest Tendo said. “But if we’re going to have anything like an active love life you’ll need to learn not to do that — or maybe a gag,” she added thoughtfully, then laughed at Ranma’s bemused expression.
“And now,” she said as she stood and started loosening the dildo’s straps, “it really is time to sleep.”
“But what about you? You haven’t —” Ranma started, then broke off for an ear-to-ear yawn.
Akane gently pulled her end of the dildo free of its dripping sheath and dropped it to the floor. “But this was your special first, and you didn’t sleep last night. There’ll be plenty of time for you to show how much you love me later.” She turned off the lights, made her way back to the bed, and lay down to spoon up against her lover, pulling the bedsheet and blanket up over their sweat-slicked bodies. “Good night, love,” she said softly.
“Good night, Akane … thanks,” Ranma muttered drowsily, already drifting off to sleep, and Akane sighed happily.
“No, thank you,” she whispered as the redhead she’d hopelessly loved for almost two years started to softly snore.
* * * * *
In the family room, the fathers long gone with Happosai on their impromptu training trip, three women looked up toward the ceiling as Ranma’s orgasmic scream came through clearly. “Oh, my!” Kasumi exclaimed, blushing a deep red, and Nabiki shook her head.
“And here I told them to keep it down. I see I’ll have to be more forceful,” she said mock sorrowfully, then grinned broadly.
Nodoka slowly rose to her feet, staring at the ceiling as her face took on a slightly greenish hue. Finally, she turned to the other two and in an unsteady tone said, “I believe I will call it a night.” Stumbling slightly she made her way to the doorway. There, she turned around and looked back at Kasumi. “I will spend the night in the dojo, and tomorrow I will find a hotel to stay at until repairs on my home are complete.”
Nabiki grinned sardonically, but Kasumi shot her a quelling frown and the younger girl swallowed her retort. Turning back to the older woman, Kasumi quietly said, “I am sorry to hear that, Ranma will miss you.”
A wistful expression flitted across Nodoka’s face, but she shook her head. “No, it’s better this way, until I …” Her voice trailed off, and she turned and slowly made her way down the hall toward the dojo.
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