[Episode 253233] [Episode 253233]
Resisting Ranma’s obvious urging to take a greater length of his male meat down her throat, Akane was struggling more and more against his pull. He could have used more strength to hold her on the spot, but he was starting to feel her teeth on his tender skin. It could just be clumsiness, but he couldn’t write out the risk it was a warning shot. He just wasn’t in a position to deal safely with an upset fiancée, so he let her go.
Akane pulled her head away, leaving yucky strands of saliva still connecting her mouth with his cock. She coughed a bit, holding her neck, though not quite gagging. Yet, she didn’t look very happy. “Yuck, that was gross! How could you force me to suck this disgusting thing...?”
“Oh come on, Akane, it can’t be that bad. I don’t see you puking or anything...”
“I wanna try it too!”
Both teenagers stopped their nascent argument to turn toward Temari, eyes wide. Again, they had almost forgotten about her, but could no longer ignore the kid. The towel-clad girl was on her knees next to Akane, starring at Ranma’s crotch inquisitively and with obvious eagerness. A finger to her mouth, she was examining the manly organ up and down, sometimes tilting her head to get a better look at the erectile flesh, and the dangling testicles beneath.
“Wha... Temari-chan, you can’t...” Akane protested, livid.
“Why not?” her young friend pouted back.
“’Cause you’re... hu... too young...” Ranma began unconvincingly, immediately feeling like a big hypocrite as the image of a pair of Chinese twins wrapping their tiny tongues around his prick came back to his mind. “And... hu... anyway... it’s Akane’s turn to... er... try it... I mean, learn about it... ‘cause she still needs lots of practice....”
This naturally earned Ranma a blistering glare. It didn’t matter that this was something Akane was forced to, and allegedly didn’t like: suggesting that she wasn’t good at something just riled her up, and was stroking her competitive streak.
“But you said I could learn too...” the brown-haired martial artist countered. Her small hand was now reaching for the shaft, and Ranma was too flabbergasted to move away.
“Ranma! You freak! How can you...” Akane started, as usual blaming Saotome for his newest perversion. However, she was struck speechless when Temari, without further coaxing, brought the fleshy cylinder to her lips and started licking it tentatively.
“Hey... I’m doing nothing, ‘Kane, she’s the one who... huuuu... and besides, it’s your fault if she got interested into sex in the first place... mmmmmhhh...”
“But... but not with guys!...” was Akane’s feeble retort. She had no stronger argument to oppose to this, however. Still kneeling, naked, on the bathroom floor, she couldn’t help but stare her student in sapphism betraying her.
Temari clearly had no more clues into this than from watching the earlier attempt from Ranma’s fiancée, but she was nonetheless trying to imitate her. The girl’s little tongue was roaming over the supple skin covering the blood-engorged flesh beneath. Licking along the big blue vein, she was replacing Akane’s drool with her own. Nibbling on the foreskin, her eyes were instinctively going up, to Ranma’s face, looking for any expression of disapproval.
The Saotome boy hesitated a little when his eyes crossed her, but then he smiled. Temari beamed back, and renewed her amateurish oral sex. Feeling more confident (since Akane hadn’t exploded yet), Ranma even began giving advice.
“Move your fingers along the shaft, Temari-chan... yeah, slowly... but don’t squeeze. That’s good. Now, your lips, use them on the tip. But be careful, it’s the more sensitive spot of all. You can lick it, but not too fast...”
Temari did as told, pulling a raspberry to give long strokes to the bulbous glans. She stopped after the tip of her tongue randomly hit the meatus. “Hey, it taste funny... this ain’t pee, is it?” she asked, making a face.
“Oh, no... don’t worry.” Ranma answered. “This is called pre-cum, and it’s harmless. Keep doing this, and you’ll get more.”
“Really? Shoula... should I put it in my mouth like Akane-chan did?”
“Well... only if you feel ready for it. No need to rush, but... ahhuuummm...”
Ranma’s words died down in his throat as Temari, with little hesitancy, opened wide to engulf the extremity of his penis. And then tried her best to surround the glans with her lips and cheeks, like she saw Akane doing. Her mouth was a bit smaller, though, so she couldn’t go as far. Nevertheless, it was forming quite the snug suction cup around the erogenous zone. Adding to that, her sucking efforts were making her salivate copiously, some drool even escaping on her chin. She was also mimicking the slurping noises she heard earlier from Akane.
“You’re such a perverted creep...” the Tendô daughter mumbled, her eyes glued on the fellatio, stuck between horror and fascination. She was still kneeling, squeezing for some reason her hands between her thighs.
“Hey, I don’t see you trying to stop us, Akane.” Ranma retorted. “Now, come back here.”
“What?”
“Yeah, just because Temari-chan volunteered to help doesn’t mean you can sit on your lazy ass. You haven’t finished what you started.”
“Why you...” she growled.
“Or are you chickening? Would you let a little girl doing the job in your place?”
“It ain’t that at all!” Akane bristled. “But how I am supposed to do this if she’s already...”
“Don’t be silly, Akane, there’s plenty of me to go around... there...”
Ranma lifted up his hard boner and oriented it a bit on the side, Temari’s mouth still clamped on the head and not letting go. She just raised herself a bit on her upper legs and twisted slightly her body to follow.
“There. Now, Akane, you can too lick the shaft. Or kiss my balls, if you want.”
“You’re revolting...” his fiancée grumbled. Yet, her pride now picked, she couldn’t help but comply.
Kneeling closer, Akane brought her head back in position. Sticking her tongue out, she licked the length of phallus that wasn’t claimed by Temari. Roaming it over the venous flesh, she couldn’t help but glance at her younger friend, who seemed not much grossed out by the act, although very focused.
Ranma was beginning to feel the pressure rise in his manly organs. Even if they were quite amateurish, two mouths pleasuring him at the same time were bringing him lots of sensation. A lesser teenage boy would have maybe already blown his load. But if Cologne-chan taught him something, it certainly was endurance. Also, he didn’t want to frighten Temari-chan by ejaculating without warning down her throat. She wasn’t ready for that. It was something he reserved to his “sweet” fiancée.
“You’re doing very good, Temari-chan, but you shouldn’t hog it. It’s Akane’s turn, now. Believe me, she needs the training....” Ranma instructed.
The younger girl complied, letting the glans pop out of her mouth, although she looked a bit disappointed. Akane glared at her fiancé once again, but she didn’t protest either when he presented her again his penis, the bulbous tip glistening from mixed saliva. Since she’d never been shy swapping spit with another girl, Akane wasn’t bothered much by it. More by the fact it was a male turgescence she was forced to suck on.
Now that they’d switched posts, Temari proved much more enthusiastic than Akane at licking elsewhere. Notably, she had heard Ranma making the suggestion about his testicles, and was willing to try. Her small tongue wiggled against the dangling balls, getting a taste of their strong aroma. The flavor was weird, but not enough to discourage her into exploring this further.
Ranma was happier and happier from this turn of event. He had now a hand on both girls’ heads, gently urging them to keep on. Akane looked rather peeved from the possessive gesture, her eyes twitching. But since her mouth was full of Saotome meat, she could hardly voice her disapproval. Temari, on the other hand, was quite please by the encouragement. Though was wondering how long they should keep at it; she was starting to get bored and wanted a change of pace.
Ranma felt this, having been trained by Cologne into judging the mood of his partner. He could have held longer, but deemed Akane’s efforts in the first step of her apology satisfying. Time for the final test in the fellatio training.
“Oh great! Akane... Temari-chan... here it come!” he warned them. Though maybe a bit too late. Akane’s eyes bulged out, and she frantically attempted to get away. But the first spurt of manly juice shout out of the meatus just as her lips separated with the cock-head, resulting in a shot straight into her mouth. She had no time to spit, though, since the following splashes landed on her cheeks and nose, and she made a disgusted face.
Temari, very curious, almost bumped heads with Akane in her hurry to better see the eruption. The last few drops indeed fell on her brow, and she cupped her hands under the dripping member to not waste any. Then, to Akane’s horror, she licked her palms greedily.
“Mmmh... it tastes so very weird, Akane-chan...”
“It tastes HORRID!” Akane asserted, giving Ranma the death glare. Her fiancé wasn’t impressed, though, and just smirked back.
“Ah? Can I have yours, then?” Temari asked, confusing Akane. At least until she moved to lick her face of the sperm adorning it, flustering the Tendô girl.
“Well, you sure have a devoted apprentice, Akane-chan...” Ranma mocked.
“Ranma, you sick perverted bastard! If you think I’ll let you do anything else to that poor, young, innocent—”
“Ah? Then I guess you’re volunteering for the next step, Akane?” her fiancé retorted.
“Huuuu...” Akane stumbled on her words, taken aback.
“Mooo...” Temari pouted. This was fun; why wouldn’t Akane-chan let her participate further?
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