Ranma - Let's Fuck

Ranma - Let's Fuck 2

Two weeks later.

Since that first afternoon in Ranma's bedroom, the two new lovers had gotten
quite good at what had been so clumsy that first time. Akane had to marvel at the
speed with which Ranma learned, and the almost ferocious dedication which he was
putting into this wholly new style of training exercise..though, she thought as she sat
alone in her bedroom on the warm night, she probably should have expected it. It was
almost as if he was competing with an invisible, non-existant lover for the title of
Unlimited Fucking Champion.

Of course, Akane wasn't about to complain about this...for the first time in her
life she felt complete, she felt whole and at one with herself. After giving in to what
she had denied herself for so long, she had immediately wondered exactly what she had
been scared of all that time? It certainly shouldn't have been pain...that brief flare
when Ranma had broken her hymen had been nothing compared to the injuries and
insults to her body that she had suffered in training. Perhaps it was the threat of
losing herself, her sense of who she was, who she had made herself to be? She snorted.
Well, that was true...a lot of that HAD been blown away in the interceding two
weeks...and as far as she was concerned, good riddance to it!

Once again the two lovers had the house to themselves...her family was much
more understanding about giving them time together since walking in on them in the
garden after their Hokkaido trip. If their father's hadn't been such complete basket
cases about the marriage it could have been much more akward, the girl supposed as
she continued her preparations...though the fact that they had started a sporting cheer
as Ranma thrust into her had certainly killed the mood on that day. Kasumi and
Nabiki were of course, much more understanding about things...surprisingly so.
Nabiki had told her that, quite apart from taking cheesecake photos of the pair this was
something far too important for her to intrude upon without invitation, and it had been
Kasumi who had provided her with not only the book, but taken her shopping the very
next day, showing an unexpected (and vaguely disturbing) knowledge of a very wide
variety of aids and lingerie�Amany examples of both of which were currently laying about
on Akane's bed. This was the first time she'd ever 'dressed up' like this, and she'd tried
on nearly everything that she had bought with her sister, before finally settling on a
piece. After changing into it, and putting on just a little bit of makeup..(not too much,
but for some reason she felt like she should dress up this evening), she was ready.
Time to go find him.

For his part, Ranma wasn't too hard to find, lying on the living room floor,
absently doing some stretches while the television droned on in the background, some
mindless variety show. He wasn't really paying too much attention to either thing, in
fact, neither his stretches nor the television...his mind was locked firmly upstairs. He
had practically pounced Akane the moment the front door had slid shut...only to have
the rather unusual surprise of the girl laughingly pushing him off. "I have to get ready
first," she had winked at him, before flouncing her way up the stairs, giving him a nice
little flash of the plain white panties she was wearing on the way up with a wink.
Ready for what, he wondered? She's always been ready enough before, the clueless boy
grumped. And besides...she was wasting time like this! Even though the rest of the
family might not mind their activities, Ranma was still a bit too shy to really enjoy it
very much when he knew that anyone might walk in or spy on them...one reason that it
had been so long since he'd been able to get his favorite form of relief.

Ranma was so deep into grumping about the delay that, when it finally ended,
he didn't even notice. Typical, thought Akane to herself as she stood in the doorway,
watching him staring at the TV while bending his leg in a most improbable way over his
head. She could tell he was frustrated...obviously the poor dear didn't have a clue
what she'd been up to. He WAS so innocent, she giggled silently to
herself...Kasumi-oneechan had been just correct. Boys may think about it more...but
their thoughts weren't nearly as elaborate. But enough waiting...she gave a subtle
little cough to let him know he wasn't alone anymore. "Ahem."

Ranma spun around so fast he found himself facing the TV again...which was
hardly what he wanted to be looking at. Face burning, he tried again, spinning more
carefully on his haunches to look into the wide doorway to the hallway. At once, he
understood what Akane meant about getting ready, and the annoyance that he had been
feeling vanished just as quickly. Unfortunately, the rest of his body wasn't nearly as
nimble, seemingly frozen as stiff as the erection that was threatening to explode the
seams of his trousers.

She was dressed in a very scanty blue teddy, made mostly up of lace and ruffles
it seemed...normally not something that would be to his taste, but in this setting, it
seemed extremely appropriate. It was mostly see-through, the analytical part of his
mind noticed, save for the satin patters sew onto the body, and down below, where the
garment went over that sweet grotto he loved to lick so much, it was also covered in
satin, concealing the smooth lips from view. Likewise, the cups of the garment were
sewn in the same dark blue satin, while lacy ruffles rimmed the bodice and hips.
"Sorry I took so long," the girl smiled, as she slowly sauntered into the room,
exaggerating the swing of her hips..."But I had a hard time deciding what to wear," she
explained, making Ranma goggle even more...there were more things like this? "But I
feel just _awful_ making you wait like that, Ranma-kun..." she purred, as she sank
down to her knees in front of him..."So please...let me make it up to you."

"T...that's...alright..." Ranma squeaked, vocal cords not quite managing to
obey the commands from his increasingly distracted brain as his eyes, frozen in place,
got quite a show...first the whole sight of her body in the doorway...then zooming into
her legs as she walked...getting the wonderful panoramic of her body as she knelt in
front of him, her face, smiling with impassioned amusement as her fingers, much more
skillful now, undid the cloth fastenings of her trousers...and then the night air behind
her as she...oooh....oh gods....

No matter how many times she did this, it never ceased being amazing to
Ranma, as Akane swallowed his length between velvety soft lips, letting out a groan of
pleasure as she took him into her mouth and started bathing him with her tongue. It
just amazed him that she loved doing this so much...never occurring to him that it was
just the same for her when he was between her legs. That he could understand easily
enough...who wouldn't want to worship that holy thing, to lavish pleasure and attention
on it with every means possible? But his manhood, thick and hard, with the wide
mushroom-like head at the end of it? Well...he couldn't understand why she seemed to
enjoy pleasuring it as much as he did hers...but when she put her lips about him, he
wasn't about to complain.

Although, if there ever were a time to complain, this would certainly be it...the
strain of waiting, plus the sight of her lingerie-clad body, plus the exquisite skill with
which she orally serviced his shaft...it was all far too much for a 16 year old boy to take.
Before he knew it, before his gaze could even unfreeze from the night sky to look down
at the sight of her black locks bobbing up and down in his lap, he felt it, felt that spasm
that started deep down, below his balls almost, felt the tingling that rushed through his
whole body as he felt the surge rise through his cock, and then felt the hot squirt of
pleasure as he erupted, filling her mouth with a blast of his seed, startling her into a
gasped choke of surprise...but only the one as she quickly replaced the seal of her mouth
around him and greedily swallowed the load he fired into her mouth.

As he emptied his load into his iinazuke's mouth, Ranma seemed to melt back
onto the floor, muscles which had been tensed for so long in anticipation suddenly
relaxing as all of that tension was sucked away by the tender lips of Akane. And when
it was finished, when her massaging tongue and lips had milked every last drop of
semen from his shaft, she slid slowly up his body and grinned down into his wide,
staring eyes, traces of come still dribbling down her chin. "Delicious.." she grinned
down at him, eyes sparkling. "Maybe I should make you wait for it more often...makes
you come a lot more," she laughed as she bend down to press her creamy lips against his
in a searing kiss.

This was something that Ranma was still getting used to...the taste of his own
come. Akane had surprised him the first time he had come in her mouth by giving him
a kiss and pushing a wad of the semen into his mouth. To him it had just tasted warm
and salty, and very slimy...not exactly pleasant, but according to her, it was the best
stuff she'd ever tasted. After she'd continued to share the taste with him a few times
afterwards, he had to admit it wasn't nearly as bad as he first thought...and the simple
act of being fed his own come from her mouth was usually enough to start him back on
the road to recovery. But that could wait.

Quickly, Akane slid the rest of the way up his body, reaching between her legs
to pull the gusset of the teddy to the side. "Your turn..." the teen gasped as she settled
her pussy down onto her lover's lips...Ranma grinning despite the intrusion on his total
relaxation. If there was one thing better than getting a blowjob...it was returning the
favour. Strong hands gripped Akane's thighs as he pulled her down to his mouth,
opening wide, and his long, agile tongue reaching out for the first few delicate licks at
her juicy lips.

At the touch, her fingers tightened in his hair and she pushed her hips down
against his face. "Oooooh gods..." she panted, feeling that incredible tongue sliding up
into her. He'd been good at this right from the start (hard to help it with a mouth that
big, she'd once thought to herself), but the days of training he'd devoted to the
Hurricane Tongue technique had just sent that natural ability to a whole other level.
Within moments all rational thought had left Akane's head as she ground herself down
on that tongue, wailing at the top of her lungs, the juices in her pussy actually getting
worked into a froth from the whirling stabs of the rough pink muscle, each little jab and
prod teasing more of her honey from her pot to spill down his face and her thighs,
coating both of them in her lovely perfume.

"Oo...oh shit..." she gasped, her hips nearly suffocating him now as she pushed
down so hard, feeling his fingers crawling slowly up her thighs, grasping and spreading
her buttocks. Unconciously she urged those fingers to move inwards even more, to
come closer to that place which he had never quite touched, which, even with the
incredible sensations flooding her sex was standing out clearly in her mind, it's own
highly engergized little bundle of nerves, aching for stimulation. This time, even as his
tongue entered the finishing technique, whipping that thick honey from her canal up to
her clitoris, vibrating herself with her own juices, she felt a fingertip touch her rosebud
lightly...tease a circle around it...and then, just a little bit, no more than a knuckle,
penetrate that dark orifice between her cheeks.

"RRAAAAAANMAAAAA!!!!!" the tomboy screamed out as she felt his finger
poking into her ass, one hand reaching back to grab his wrist so hard it almost felt like
breaking, holding it in place as her own climax blew through her body. She had been
every bit as ready as the boy licking her pussy into that wonderful oblivion, her own
orgasms held in check until they could be together. This was the best yet, it was
amazing, it was incredible, it was....

It was splashing, Ranma thought, as juices squirted from Akane's cunt like
they never had before. If the first jets of it hadn't splashed right onto his whirling
tongue he might have thought she had lost control of herself completely, but this taste
was far from bad...it was the essence of her pussy, only seemingly magnified by the force
of the climax. Akane barely even noticed that she was nearly drowning Ranma until,
with a few more shaking jolts, she came down off of the high, slumping weakly down to
look at the tousled hair between her legs..(not her own, she was shaven completely
bare)...and only then did she notice the mess that she had made.

At first she thought the same as Ranma had...that she had lost control of her
bladder in the intensity of the orgasm...but even as the dark red flush crept up her body
from embarrassment, she felt that itch in her pussy grow a little stronger...something
which rarely happened so soon after a come like that. But as Ranma slowly slid her
backwards off of his face (finger popping out of her rectum with a little sigh), and she
was able to see his smiling face, she realized that she hadn't embarrassed herself like
that...that the liquid was clean. And evidently tasty...as Ranma licked his lips, and
then lifted his head to clean some of the juices off of her thighs. "Your turn..." he
grinned up at her.

She readily obliged, bending down to suck her own sexy emissions off of his
tongue, closing her eyes and moaning softly at the taste. Unlike Ranma and his semen,
she hadn't needed any convincing that her juices were tasty...not nearly as good as his
come, of course, but the tangy taste was extremely pleasant. Over and over again they
repeated this...Ranma licking more of her honey off of her pussy or her legs, Akane
bending down to kiss and suck it off of his face. Her desire got stronger with each
mouthful of the perfumed honey...until, when he was clean, her desire overcoming her,
the girl clambered off of his chest and bent on all fours on the ground, greedily licking
the mess she made off of the tatami mats.

Lazily, Ranma sat up to look at her, a smile playing over his face as he watched
Akane licking the floor clean greedily. A half hour before, if he had seen her behaving
so wantonly, he would have been shocked. Two weeks before, he probably would have
died of a heart attack at the sight. But now, having satisfied and having been satisfied
so wonderfully...somehow, the sight of his cute tomboy acting the part of a depraved
slut seemed completely right.

Akane, for her part, had barely even realized what she was doing, didn't even
remember that Ranma was in the room with her. She needed this, needed to taste her
own honey, needed to lick it off of the floor, her ass held high in the air, face and breasts
pressed low to the ground, unconsciously wrigging that bottom like she did when he
fucked her from behind, as if inviting him. So deeply was she lost in the act of washing
the floor with her tongue that, when his hand came down on her ass with a lazily
powerful crack, she jumped into the air, yelping in pain and surprise, and then quickly
crouching back down on the floor, looking back at him with a wounded, reproving gaze
as he grinned at her, flexing his fingers idly.

"You're a dirty little puppy, aren't you, Akane-chan," he asked with a smirk.
"A nasty little slut," he added with a grin as she flinched from the words, face reddening,
eyes narrowing angrily. Her mouth opened, he could tell by the look on her face that
she was furious with the insult...but all that came out of her mouth was a bark, one that
surprised her as much as it did him. Blushing even more furiously, with mingled
shame and fury, she tried to tell at him again...but once again all that came was
another pathetic, apologetic bark. Her eyes filled with tears even as her pussy filled
with fresh arousal...he was completely right of course. She WAS just a dirty little
puppy. A dirty, floor-licking, come-drinking dog. That's what she was...he had freed it
from inside of her, and now she was HIS slutty little animal. Her face softening with
the knowledge, even as she trembled with humiliation, she turned back to resume the
cleaning of the floor she had soiled, pussy leaking fresh droplets of come down her legs
as she let herself go to the role.

This was certainly interesting for Ranma...who, like all teen boys was
well-acquainted with erotic comics and stories, a number of which featured submissive
women like this. Of course he would never have expected Akane to BE one of
them...but right now, this wasn't the time to analyze why that might be. This was the
time to jump on it and enjoy it. She had brought a bag with her into the room, he
vaguely remembered (memories pre-blowjob were somewhat hazy with that wonderful
memory...)...aaah, there it was. Somehow, he suspected he might find what he was
looking for in there...and only a moment of searching told him that he was correct.
There it was, right on top.

Akane was too busy crawling about on all fours, trying vainly to clean the floor
that she kept messing up to notice what Ranma was doing, until she heard his voice
close by, behind her. "That's enough for now, Akane-chan," he said, gently taking her
by the hair and pulling her head away from the floor, up into a squatting seated position.
"Now just be a good girl and hold still.." he murmered in her ear as something thick and
black dropped in front of her...she felt the padding pressing lightly against her throat,
against the sides of her neck, around the back...heard the slight tinkle of the metal
fastening, securing the collar about her neck...and then the added click as the leash was
attached to the D-Ring. "And I see you've already got your name on it.." he laughed
down at her, flicking the little nametag that hung from the front of the collar...indeed,
her own name was engraved there, a present from Kasumi. "Now of course it looks
silly for a doggy to be all dressed up, so..." and she felt his hands sliding the straps of
the teddy off of her shoulder, peeling the garment down her waist, her breasts bouncing
free, hot nipples feeling like they were burning in the night air. Without a command
she sat up to let him peel it off her bottom, her sex gleaming with arousal, leaving a
puddle under her haunches as he stripped the lingerie off and tossed it carelessly aside.

"Now, let's see....what shall we do with the doggy?" Ranma wondered, looking
down at the naked girl squatting at his feet. She certainly had an idea, as she quickly
fell forwards onto her face, reaching behind her with her hands to spread her cheeks
along with her legs, her shiny little rosebud and juicy cunt both opened wide for him.
That was certainly an idea, he had to admit, his erection already standing up hard and
proud...particularly her ass. They had talked about it before, agreed that it was
something they both wanted to try, but hadn't gotten to it yet...well, here was his
chance. But somehow, this wasn't the right time for it, he felt. Best to save that for
when they were...equals? He wasn't sure of how to think about it, but didn't want to
take her ass for the first time when she was like this. And besides...

"That's hardly very doggylike," he chided her, giving her another swat with her
hand, making her bark and jump back onto her hands and knees and give him a pouting
look. "And dog's don't pout either," he laughed at her. "Maybe doggy needs some
exercise?" he suggested. "Let's go for a walk, doggy," he ordered, walking slowly out of
the room ahead of her, tugging the leash to make her crawl behind him as he headed for
the door.

Oh gods..she wondered, her skin turning red once more as she crawled behind
him. Did he mean what she thought she did? Was he going to take her outside in
public like this? Around the neighbourhood where she had spent her whole life? Did
he dare? Did SHE dare? And if she didn't, could she even stop him? She held back
on the leash, keeping it tight...but even as she trembled with fear at the thought of
going onto the street, naked, on her knees, led like an animal...she couldn't stop herself.
She tried to stop her legs and arms from their moving..but they wouldn't stop. Of
course they wouldn't stop. All dogs liked going for walks. They loved being shown off.
They loved that their owners took such good care of them. She had to show her
gratitude. As Ranma stepped down into his shoes, she kept moving, crawling forwards,
looking up at him with tearful, hopeful eyes, and gave his hand a tiny little puppylick.

In answer, he smiled at her kindly, and reached down to scratch her head
behind the ears. "We'll just walk around the yard," he said with a smile, and the
girldog nearly collapsed with relief. Her humiliation wouldn't be public, at least. But
even so...as they left the house, she glanced at the gate. Could she...? She
wondered..and then gave a stiff yelp as Ranma gave a jerk on the leash.

"No, no, not outside, not tonight," he laughed, pleased at how readily Akane
was taking to the role. "I'm too tired to go for a long walk," he smiled, as he lead her
around the yard. The couple didn't go all that far, and never left they yard, but even
with just that little trip Akane was in a frenzy of need, the cooling night air over her
entire skin like she had never felt before, rubbing right at her diamond-hard nipples,
wafting over her cunt, so hot she felt like she must be steaming back there. Longingly
she looked at the pond, wanting to jump in, to splash, to frolic like...like a dog..she
blushed to herself, hanging her head. It was so easy to be this way, to obey her Master,
to heel and sit at his command, to sit at his feet, curled up on the grass, thighs rubbing
lightly together, stoking the fires in her cunt even higher, but not able to explode
without him...

"What's the matter, doggy?" he suddenly asked, noticing the way her thighs
were rubbing together like that. "Oh of course, how silly of me," he laughed, and hope
leapt into her heart...."You haven't been outside to relieve yourself yet," he finished, and
the ball of hope that she would get her fucking suddenly froze. Relieve herself? Did
he mean...? Numbly she followed as he stood and ordered her to come again, leading
her over to the tree in the yard, standing a little bit back from her to watch. "Here you
go puppy, do your business..."

She couldn't...no way could she do this...not...not with him watching, not
outside, not like a dog...this was taking things too far! Her mind protested...but she
could feel her leg lifting up, her shaven pink petals exposed to him as she lifted it high,
higher than she needed to. She waned softly towards him, begging for his approval as
her face burned so brightly with shame that it almost glowed with it's own light, closing
her eyes in utmost humiliation as she felt it, felt the golden stream trickling from her
vulva, tricklig down her leg at first as she fought her own bladder...growing quickly to a
golden arc as she let herself go, feeling the mingled rush of pleasure from the draining
pressure on her bladder, and the joy of degradation, humiliation. She was pissing in
front of him, at his command...pissing like a dog. She was so fucking horny....

"Good girl, and now the other.." he reminded her, and this time there was no
fight in her mind. As her piss slowed, she squatted down on all fours again, legs
spread far apart as she flexed her buttocks...within moments thick brown lumps of
night soil were falling onto the soggy puddle where she had piddled. She was a bad,
dirty dog...she flushed to herself, shitting herself in the yard, fertilizing the soil in the
most direct means possible...and doing it in front of her Master, at his command...even
as she cried, broken at last, she wanted to reach between her legs...she wanted to reach
between HIS legs, pull his member into his mouth and suck him dry as she shit on the
ground....

"Doggy wants to fuck, doesn't she..." Ranma growled hoarsely, reaching
between his own legs and stroking his cock furiously as he watched her obey his
command, peeing and pooping outside in full view of him, crying as she did it but so
obviously aroused by it. She nodded eagerly to his words, eyes still closed as she
finished up her business...but she could hear the slapping sounds of his hand on his
shaft, her head turned to gaze longingly at that thick cock, wanting to feel it piercing
her body in every orifice..."Doggy's don't fuck people though..." he panted..."Doggies
fuck other doggies..."

"Wan!!!" cried Akane, barking into the heavens as she felt her pussy spasm.
Fuck a dog...to have a bestial cock in that warm cave...to be bred like a bitch. "Wan!!!
Wanwanwan!!!" she screamed, making every dog in the neighbourhood respond in kind
as she felt herself come, a touchless orgasm, the rarest kind, just thinking about Ranma
bringing home a great huge beast to breed her with.

Ranma grunted as he saw his fianceedog come...and he felt his loins turn to
fire as he exploded again, just as hard as he had the first time, his semen jetting out of
his cock and splashing Akane in the face as she too cried out in a rapturous doggasm.
Stars exploded in front of him as his climax seemed to go on an on...an endless moment
of eternity that lasted only a few seconds, before his vision could clear, the red fuzz
receding from the center out, to look down at the girl, collapsed on her side, leash pulled
taught as she rubbed herself to orgasm after orgasm, hands between her legs.

She was beyond his help or need now, he smiled...best to let her finish the job
and wait for her. He dropped the leash next to her, and walked, rather unsteadily back
towards the veranda, sitting there heavily, waiting the long minutes as Akane took care
of her pleasure, over, and over again. After awhile, her cries of joy ceased, and he knew
that she was sleeping...dozing in the perfect relaxation. He was in no rush anymore,
he could wait. The night air was perfect, the ideal temperature and smelling of flowers,
the stars and moon shining brightly above. It was, in al actuality, a near-perfect
world...one made more perfect when she made her way back to him and lay her head in
his lap, cuddling softly against his member as she stroked his thighs gently.

"They'll be back soon..." he murmered, reaching down to lightly tousle her hair,
but she didn't respond immediately. "We should probably clean up and get dressed."

Akane sighed..not in discomfort or displeasure at hearing the news, but in
perfect contentment as she cuddled in Ranma's lap. "I don't ever want to get dressed
again.." she smiled up at him, looking deeply into his eyes happily..."I want to be your
naked doggy forever."

"That's a pretty long time..." Ranma muttered with a smile, teasing a lock of
hair away from her eyes, letting his own eyes wander up and down her nude form.
"Besides," he laughed, bending down to kiss her nose lightly, "How can you be both my
naked doggy, AND my French maid?" he laughed. "Or my Chinese concubine? Or my
sexy schoolgirl, or..." his list cut short as she sat up and kissed him brief and hard.

"Oh alright," she laughed, settling herself back down in his lap. "I see what
you mean," she smiled..."So I won't be your doggy forever," she conceded. "But...until
we have to go to school tomorrow, alright?"

"Even though...?" he wondered, his eyebrows raising up to his hairline in
surprise, as she nodded firmly. "I want them to see me," she said, nipples rising up
again at the thought...but pure happiness on her face. "I want them to see that you've
tamed me, Ranma...and that I'm yours forevermore." To which there was no argument
possible...Ranma bending over to kiss her again, more deeply and slowly this time.

"Well then, since you put it that way.." he grinned, and reached for the bad.
"How about a game of fetch?" Akane blinked for a second as he withdrew one of the
new dildo's she had purchased...and then, grinning happily at him, she bounded into
the yard, leash trailing behind her naked haunches, barking happily at the summer
moon.