I'll Never Tell

I am just going to be updating this periodically, not a real story.

Sid

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Mousse had been completely embarrassed about what happened in the love motel and had been avoiding the other martial artist like the plague. Ranma for the most part was amused by this and rather frustrated because she serious wanted more now that she’d discovered how good sex felt.

Sick of not being able to get close to Mousse, Ranma took the bull by the horns and knocked on the apartment when he knew that Shampoo and Cologne were out of town. To say that Mousse wasn’t happy to see him wasn’t an exaggeration.

“Hi Mousse, I bought you the latest CD by Garbage, Shampoo said you like them” Ranma said persuasively.

Mousse hesitated, the band Garbage was his weakness, rather like Superman’s was kryptonite “okay you can come in, but only for a minute” he said grumpily. He was exhausted from having dreams about making love to the female type Ranma in the shower, then she turns into a he and Mousse got stuck inside her literately. It was enough to startle him awake.

“What do you want?” he asked relieved that he came in male form. It was too weird to see him as a her. Mousse had fought both forms of him and had never bothered to separate them in him mind. In either form Ranma was an annoying self servicing braggart, now he was too aware of their differences.

“I wanted to talk to you about what happened between us” Ranma said with a blush.

“There’s nothing to talk about, you deceived me. First you take my girl and now my virginity, are there no depths that you won’t sink to?” he asked.

“You were a virgin, you seemed to be so experienced” Ranma said in surprise.

“I had the sexual knowledge and no real experience” he explained.

“There was no deception intended, I wanted to experience sex and you offered” Ranma said.

“You could have let me know who you were when you realized it was me” Mousse said coldly.

Ranma blushed “then you wouldn’t have done it” he said. “I just wanted to experience sex. I promised that I would save my male virginity for my wedding night, so I decided to try it as a female” he explained.

“Real smart, use the side of yourself that can get pregnant” Mousse taunted, relishing that Ranma turned pale. “Oh, I guess you never thought about that?”

“I shouldn’t be able to” Ranma ventured.

“Did you ask the Jusenkyo council about that? Did you get check with a doctor before you decided on your brilliant little scheme?” he asked.

“I doubt I can. Hey what’s your excuse, why not just have sex with Shampoo?” Ranma asked.

“It was for her that I did this. I want to be able to satisfy her, what the point of studying all about sex if it turns out that I’m inadequate or a premature ejaculator or something? I sacrificed my virginity to be able to please her” he explained.

“Well I can guarantee that you’re not inadequate and are able to pleasure a woman if that’s any consultation” Ranma ventured.

Mousse’s face set in anger and he bellowed “get out!”

“Hey Mousse calm down” Ranma placated him.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

“What we did, I really enjoyed it. I wanted to do it again” Ranma admitted with a blush.

Mousse laughed without humour, “good idea, do you want to be the one who tells Shampoo that I knocked up her precious airen or shall I? Either way we would both be dead. Besides, I like girls, not weird transsexuals” he said.

“I could tell Shampoo” Ranma said, playing his trump card.

“Don’t play blackmail games with me; I could kill your reputation if I wanted. Wouldn’t Kuno and Ryoga, not to mention the rest of Nerima like to know the mighty Ranma was secretly jonesing for cock?” Mousse threatened back. “What else you going to threaten? Shampoo doesn’t give a damn who I have sex with and you tricked me into fucking you” he snarled.

“So you don’t want to?” Ranma asked.

“I don’t even like you, why the hell would I want to fuck you?” Mousse snarled.

“Fine I guess I’ll come back and have a talk with Shampoo, she might be interested to know what you’re doing for love” Ranma threatened making one last ditch attempt to persuade him and walked purposely towards the front door. He was shocked when he was doused with cold water and shoved against the wall. She gasped when her pants and underwear were torn down to her knees and fingers stabbed into her defenseless pussy. She moaned when they started scissoring inside her. Then the hand pulling her braid reached forward and tore her top open in front. She wasn’t wearing a wife beater that day because it was hot, so her breasts swung free. She gasped when Mousse’s fingers captured a nipple and twisted it cruelly.

“Your pussy’s getting really wet for me. Do you get off on pain Ranma? That would explain a lot” he observed when he regarded his slick fingers and her glistening lips. “So in order to buy your silence I have to be your whore, is that it? Sorry Ranma the only whore here is you. I almost wished Shampoo could see me stuffed up her Airen’s pussy” Mousse said with quiet rage in his voice. Then he without warning he wretched his pants down and slammed himself inside her. Ranma shrieked to be suddenly fucked and filled as Mousse pounded himself inside her, riding her as hard as he could while continuing to pinch and twist her nipples. He wanted to hurt her and make her cry out, but it seemed to be having the opposite effect. Ranma’s pussy juices were flowing heavily and her cries were those of ecstasy. She was shoved into the wall with every thrust and her back was heavily bowed, she had never experienced so much pleasure, there was just enough pain to excite her. Mousse’s fingers on her nipples were cruel, but not bruising. It just seemed to heighten the powerful orgasm that was sneaking up on her. She came with a prolonged scream, her cum actually leaked out of her body and down her thighs. “You wanted cock, here it is, take it you slut. I’ll stuff you full of cock and flood you with my cum” he growled at her. “Wouldn’t people love to see the mighty Ranma being fucked like a bitch?” he taunted. “I want to say that you want my cock and beg me to fuck you” he said and stopped moving.

Ranma cried out in frustration, she’d been ready to cum again. “Mousse please” she begged, turning to look at him. Mousse could only smile at the desperation in her voice.

“Say it” he said, moving shallowly inside her just to tease her.

“I want your cock, please fuck me” Ranma begged and was rewarded with Mousse fucking her to three more orgasms until he painted her cervix stark white. He pulled out of her roughly and then grabbed the flushed girl and made him kiss her, stabbing his tongue deep inside her mouth and claiming her hot interior the way that he had her cunt. She blushed as his sperm trails ran down her thighs.

“So if you want my cock, you have to do everything I say. You come see me in this form only at all times and no boxer shorts, you wear proper panties. You’re responsible for birth control; I like the feeling of your moist cunt too much to give it up for condoms. Do we have a deal?” he asked.

Ranma did up her clothes as best she could “yes we do” she said breathlessly, needing to experience this with him again.

“Good if you get pregnant it’s your problem” he stated. “You don’t tell this to anyone or I’ll tell everyone what a nympho slut your are” he declared.

“I won’t tell a soul” Ranma promised.

“Okay get out of here; come back after the restaurant closes tomorrow. I’ll want to plow your tight cunt then, Shampoo and Cologne won’t be back until next week, so I’ll have plenty of time to fuck you” Mousse declared. Liking how the petite girl shivered at this, her nipples were hard with anticipation.

“Yes Mousse” she said and left.

Mousse smiled at this, there was more then one way to defeat his enemy and between her legs was a good place to start.