[Episode 253598] [Episode 253598]
Akane took a step back, acutely aware of how nude and vulnerable she was feeling. A quick glance at Ranma’s manhood showed that the previous fellatio had only slightly deflated it; it looked ready to come back to full mast with little stimulation.
But then, she looked at Temari-chan, who still seemed fascinated by the cock she’d just tasted. A least the younger girl was still clad in her towel, not tempting further the perverted male. Akane felt she had no choice; she needed to sacrifice her virtue to save her friend’s.
“All right, you sukebe! I’ll let you do your thing!” Akane said, trying to muster as much outrage in her voice that she could — and not sound eager. At all. “But you promise you’re not going to involve Temari-chan anymore!”
“Buuuuuuuttt...” Temari protested, sounding very disappointed.
“As long as you do your part, Akane-chan, I’ve got no problem with that.” Ranma answered with a lecherous grin.
“You two are mean!” Temari added, crossing her arms with a pout.
Ranma snickered. “It’s better for you to just learn this game by watching, Temari-chan.
“What?” Akane blurted out.
“It’s true? I can still watch? Oh thank-you-thank-you!”
“No wait a sec—” Akane protested, but was cut off by Ranma-kun leaning forward, making her step back again.
“Now, now, naked tomboy, enough stalling.” he told her. “You take the position...”
Akane huffed, tempted again to pull out her trusty mallet. But she had agreed to the deal, and couldn’t back down by now. Though she was starting to feel less and less guilty about how she treated the Saotome boy with every passing minute.
“Sheesh, alright. How do you want it?” she asked, trying to sound casual and unconcerned, but still blushing.
“Mmmmhh... you sit on the side of the furo... your back to the wall... and you spread those brick-breaking thick thighs of yours as wide as possible.”
Flustered, both by the demand and the implication about the size of her thighs, Akane nonetheless complied. Although Ranma shouldn’t push it too much, or she could easily explode.
Once sitting on the furo edge and widening her legs, she realized she was exposing her most private place to her fiancé, and blushed fiercely. Only her lesbian lovers had seen that spot from close; no male before today had ever gotten the privilege. She felt thoroughly humiliated by the fact, but also embarrassedly aroused.
Ranma kneeled on the floor before Akane, his head level with her womanly treasure. She covered her face in shame, barely daring to peek between her fingers to watch his grin. Akane’s mons was perfectly bare, the girl keeping it shaved and hairless with dedication. It looked smoother than baby’s skin. Her snatch was thus perfectly vulnerable and tempting, the outer lips slightly puffing in anticipation.
Caressing Akane’s bare thigh with one hand, Ranma leaned further to take a whiff of her quim. But she was freshly bathed, and he couldn’t tell how much she was excited just by smell and sight. He’d have to check out more directly, with the sense of touch. For now, all this was inspiring Akane was a fiercer blush of anticipation.
A bit wary of pushing Akane’s wrong buttons, Ranma finally turned to action. With a pair of fingers, he gently brushed the vulva, eliciting a sigh from his fiancée. Then he used the digits to spread a little the outer lips and reveal her rosy interior. It was wet, like he’d expected, although he wouldn’t deem her ready of welcoming anything too big for a while. Of course, he had the solution for that.
When Ranma buried his face into her crotch, Akane gasped for good. Her hands shot instinctively to his head, trying to stop him, but she was immediately robbed of all her strength by the contact of his tongue on her sensitive vagina. Moaning despite herself, Akane weakly pretended to push him away, but to absolutely no avail. Ranma’s mouth seemed now to be stuck to her genitalia, and his tongue was wiggling between the fleshy walls of her outer and inner labia, making her feel like putty.
Temari, who had been kneeling next to Ranma to not miss a thing of what the fiancés were doing, was frustrated since Ranma’s head was now blocking the view. She craned her neck from left to right, unsuccessfully. Finally, she wormed herself underneath the lovers to get a better look. Then it deemed on her.
“Hey, I know that one! Akane-chan showed it to me...” she guilelessly announced.
Ranma stopped momentarily the cunnilingus to smirk. “Oh, so innocent... right, Akane-chan?”
Akane’s sole response was a grunt. Mostly of annoyance, though there was probably a bit of frustration too. She didn’t quite spell out “why did you stop?” but the feeling was there. She nonetheless gave Temari an irritated look. Couldn’t the brat keep some things to herself?
“I didn’t know boys could do it too... Akane-chan didn’t tell me...” Temari pursued.
“Feh. Why wouldn’t men be good at it?” Ranma countered.
“Not... as good as... girls...” Akane feebly pointed out.
Unfortunately for her (or maybe as she expected), Ranma naturally took this as a challenge. He immediately resumed oral sex, distracting Akane from adding anything. He sucked on her clitoris, making it peek from its hood and stand erect, unprotected against the firm twirling and licking delivered by the tongue. Akane bit her lips to mute the shrill squealing that menaced to escape from her throat. No way she was going to admit that he was making her feel good... no way she was going to recognize he was just as skilled at giving head than any of her girlfriends... although she wondered how that could be possible.
Ranma momentarily switched his focus from the clit to the puffy vulva. His tongue first licked the outside with dedication, and then delved inside. Licking her juices with gusto, the pigtailed boy wiggled his muscular appendage within Akane’s folds, doing his best to pleasure the lesbian against her will.
The Tendô girl moaned despite herself, immediately biting her lips afterward to stifle those incongruous sounds coming from her throat. It wasn’t fair; a mere pervert like Ranma shouldn’t have a clue in doing this. She knew for a fact he truly got no training with Ukyô or Shampoo, like she’d so often accused him. But then, who could have taught him? It better not be her sisters....
Usually, Akane would have found reasons to get even more upset at the thought Ranma indeed did cheat on her, despite hypocritically always pretending not being interested in him. How dare he make her unfounded accusation, which she had been feeling guilty over, finally be true?
But unfortunately, the tomboy was not in a coherent enough state of mind to voice this. She whimpered and grunted involuntarily as the way-too-skilled martial artist devoured her twat. Her nipples, standing erect like spear tips, betrayed her solid arousal. Worst, Ranma couldn’t miss this because he snaked a hand upward to cup her breast and tease a papilla, pinching and rolling it between thumb and index.
Akane let out a short squeal from this, her face twisted in unwanted bliss, tears in her eyes. This was making Ranma’s grin so wide that he had to stop the cunnilingus, after licking his chops, smeared in love juices.
“My, Akane, you sound like you’re really enjoying this...”
“Go to hell!”
“And no hymen, too... I guess you’ve taken care of it with your girlfriends....”
“What? NO!”
The truth was, Akane wasn’t terribly fond of sex toys, at least not in the receiving role. But Ukyô had a non-negligible collection, and thus she did try a few. But she wasn’t about to admit it before Ranma.
“It was... martial arts training... I’ve ripped it ages ago...” she finally mumbled.
Temari was looking at them quizzically, not knowing what they talked about right now. And she’ll probably stay in the dark for now, since the teenagers weren’t disposed in giving another anatomy lesson. Ranma, especially, had more pressing things to do.
“Really? Well, whatever, that makes you perfectly ready for what’s coming next.” He announced.
“What?” Akane croaked, the flush on her face increasing tenfold.
“What’s coming next?” Temari guilelessly asked.
“The big event.” Ranma simply answered.
He stood up, grabbing one of Akane’s legs to make sure she was keeping them properly spread, incidentally forcing his fiancée’s back flatter against the wall. Now in position, the Saotome stud took his straight manhood in his free hand and aimed it at his fiancée’s midsection. She immediately sucked on in air, her bulging-out eyes fixated on the meaty bludgeon that was about to spear her most sacred place.
“Oooooh...” the younger girl marveled, now understanding what was about to happen, as the tip of the boy’s bulbous glans grazed the outer folds of the vagina. Ranma could tell Akane was on the verge of freaking out, so he told himself that they should get over with it fast, but yet he shortly hesitated....
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