Ranma - Let's Fuck

Ranma - Let's Fuck 3

"Still, it's kinda weird, dontcha think?"

Ranma asked this question to Akane as the two of them walked along towards
school. The summer vacation finally had ended, and now it was back to 'reality' for the
two teens, who had certainly had the best holiday either of them had ever dreamed
possible. Akane looked up in surprise at Ranma, who, as per his custom, was perched
on the chain-link fence bordering the river as they walked. "What do you mean,
weird?"

Ranma frowned a little bit...this was a problem that had been bothering him
for some time, ever since the first time the couple had been 'walked in' upon, several
weeks ago. "Well...how normal everyone's been about this...I mean, us," he said, words
coming out hesitantly. "I mean...aren't father's supposed to be upset and all about
their daughters doin'...you know, stuff like that?"

Akane snorted. "Ranma, you know our parents. I'm surprised they stopped
at the 'Banzai's'," she smirked. Of course, Kasumi's surprisingly strong grip might
have had something to do with that. "Dad's just relieved that the family will continue."

Ranma frowned a bit at that...there was a difference in his mind between
'continuing the family' and 'banging your teenaged daughter until the floorboards gave
way.' Then again..."Well, alright," he conceded. "Our fathers are just plain weird," he
said. "But what about your sisters?"

Another shrug, but this one with a smile. "Oh Ranma," she smiled up at him
again, forgivingly. "You don't have any brothers or sisters, so you can't really know
what it's like," she explained, "and you wouldn't really understand what sister's talk
about anyways." Turning her head back to watch where she was going, she smiled
unblushingly. "They've known what I've wanted to do to you for longer than I have, I
think. They were the least surprised of anyone."

Another pause while Ranma digested this little bit of information.
"Er....even...even what happened the other night?" he ventured, rather tentatively. A
few hours after their adventure in the backyard, their parents and Akane's sisters had
returned to the house to find a naked Akane crouched on all fours, drinking water from
a dish while Ranma watched on with obvious amusement and an obvious erection.
This time the men had been a bit more restrained in their behavior, but the knowing
grins and tilted winks had been rather unnerving, while Kasumi had merely
commented to Ranma to be careful that his doggy didn't spill anything on the floor, or
he'd have to clean it up. Nabiki had asked him for pictures, offering to split the profits
10 percent. Extremely unnerved, Ranma had turned down the surprisingly generous
offer from the mercenary sister. Even more unnerving had been Akane's later
admission that she would have enjoyed posing for those shots. Since that night,
though they'd fucked fairly regularly, Ranma hadn't come close to going that far with
his fiancee.

"Uhm, well, that was a bit surprising, yes," Akane admitted, blushing faintly at
the humiliating rememberance...a humiliation made even stronger by the fact that,
even now, she was powerfully aroused by the memory of being caught. "But really,
Ranma, if they don't mind, who are we to mind their not minding?"

Ranma scowled. This was the heart of the problem for him. "I know it
shouldn't bother me none, but...I dunno!" He kicked almost angrily at the top of the
fence, making Akane look up in surprise at the outburst. "It's just not normal for
things to be so normal," he finally concluded glumly, continuing his walk atop the fence.

"Aaah! I get it!" Akane grinned as she tossed her bag behind her head,
enjoying the Indian Summer air. "It's too quiet, you mean."

"Yeah," groused Ranma. "And around here...that's never a good thing."
Deep inside Ranma, the worry was gnawing at him. The Tendou's had been very cool
about his getting physical with Akane. So were their parents. And those were good
things. So for balance, there had to be....

"The rest of them," Akane said, finishing his though before he could even start
to say it. Ranma was so deep in worry he wasn't even surprised, he just nodded
gloomily. "Yeah, I'm a bit worried about that too," Akane admitted, her pace slowing
just a little bit as they started to come towards the school. "But you know...maybe it
won't be all that bad," she said thoughtfully, staring at the heavy iron gates as they
came into view down the narrow street. "We've gone through so much hell for the last
while that maybe it's our turn to be happy." She turned to smile gently at Ranma as he
hopped off the end of the fence and landed beside her. "Isn't that a better way to think
of it than worrying all the time?"

She had a point, Ranma had to admit. But he wasn't ready to concede just yet,
especially not being as paranoid as he was feeling. They hadn't even SEEN the others
since that fateful day on the floor of his bedroom, and that usually meant that they were
planning something. Not to mention it was back to school time...which of course
meant less time for playing...and the obvious hassle of education.

He let out a sharp grunt as Akane rather suddenly swatted him on the shoulder.
"Ranma, stop being so gloomy!" she scolded him, but with a grin on her face. "C'mon,
we're going to be late," she said, running a few steps in front of him. "And if what
Hinako-sensei might do to you if you're late doesn't get your attention...how's this?" she
laughed, quickly flipping the back of her skirt up to show her bare bottom underneath it.
"If you hurry up I'll give you a blow-job and you can fuck me later!"

Ranma stood shell-shocked, brain freezing as roughly half of his blood supply
rushed to fill his stiffening cock. She did it to you again...his mind choked out in feeble,
gasping thoughts...there's just no way you can pass up a challenge like that!
Stumbling stiffly as he tried to run with his cock threatening to split he pants, he called
out to her, "Akane, w...wait!"

In his state, Ranma had no chance of catching Akane before she made it
through the school gates and into the students entrance on the first floor...but
fortunately for him she was waiting for him there when he finally made it, cock still
straining against his trousers in a most uncomfortable way. The boy gave he a rather
cross look as he awkwardly tried to remove his outdoor shoes for his slippers. "How'd
you expect me to hide this?" he muttered under his breath as he bent rather more
obviously than necessary to get his shoes into his locker, trying, and mostly failing to
make the bulge in his pants less noticeable, face feeling almost as red as his shirt as he
was certain everyone around was noticing it.

"Oh relax," Akane laughed lightly, clearly far less concerned than her lover
about his situation. "It's not like most of the boys around here don't pop one up now
and then...that's the fun of boys," she smirked, eyes sparkling as Ranma scowled even
deeper at that. "Noone's gonna think it's anything unusual," she tried to reassure her
fiancee...who was clearly buying none of it. "Well in that case," she smiled, and leaned
in close to him as he walked up beside her, still trying awkwardly to conceal his arousal,
"I'd best make good on my promise and take care of it," she winked, gesturing slightly
towards a nearby storage room.

Ranma gulped. "Er...right now?" he stalled...very tempted by the idea, but a
little bit leery still of doing something like that in THIS place. When Akane answered
with a tiny nod, he gulped. He couldn't back down on this, could he? And
besides...this DID need some taking care of.... Carefully, moving as non-obviously as
they could, the pair casually made their way down into the nearly-deserted
hallway...and then, using all of their martial skills, quickly slipped into the unlocked
room and swiftly and silently closed the door behind them.

"Oh geez, I hope noone, unnnngh...." Was about as far as Ranma got into his
sentence before Akane was already on her knees in front of him, one hand stroking the
bulge in his pants while the other undid the belt above. "Hurry..." he groaned...both in
need and in near-panic that someone had seen them and would burst through the door
to check up on what they were up to...

Which, of course, didn't happen, but it was good that it didn't, because what
they were up to would have been patently obvious. The many days of practice meant
Akane had Ranma's pants and boxers out of the way in a flash, her hand grasping his
bare member before her mouth replaced it, gobbling the length of his prick in one
hungry gulp. Ranma bit his li hard to stifle the moan of pleasure that almost burst
through his throat...Akane, gagged by the thick member in her mouth was somewhat
more free to let out a satisfied groan of contentment as the thich shaft filled her mouth,
the head already dripping tasty drops of seminal fluid onto her tongue. Knowing as
well as Ranma how little time they might have, the girl wasted no time at all, quickly
bobbing her head back and forth as she toyed with his balls with her hands, wanting to
bring him off speedily.

Ranma's hands grasped the shelves behind him tightly for support as his whole
body shook with the violence of Akane's oral assult. There was no question of him
holding out to prolong his pleasure...the sensation of the quick and dirty blowjob in the
school storage closet was overwhelming enough for now. Still biting his lip hard, his
hips quivered..with a swiftness that in other situations he would have found shameful,
Ranma felt that incredible burning sensation spreading down from the head of his cock
into his balls, as the tiny little hole in the end opened up wide and squirted the hot
white globs of semen into the eager little mouth of his horny fiancee.

A horny little fiancee who didn't miss a single drop of the fluid which sprayed
into her mouth, despite the usual volume with which her lover was coming, filling her
mouth up faster than she could swallow, almost making her gag...but again, practice
makes perfect, and she was much more skilled now at accepting all of the copious gift
which Ranma gave her. A gift which warmed her mouth and warmed her belly, and
made those particularly female parts of her glow with such a satisfied, yet still needful
feeling...well, those feelings would have to wait for a little bit. She had every
confidence that Ranma would satisfy them when the time came.

With a smile, Akane rose to her feet, swallowing and licking her lips to make
sure that she got all of it before glancing down at her dress with a giggle. "Oh good,"
she laughed, as Ranma pulled up his pants, looking immensely relieved and a great deal
happier than he did when they had left the house this morning. "I didn't spill," she
smiled, when Ranma looked quizzical. "Although the idea of being covered in your
come isn't exactly repulsive," a comment which made Ranma snort, knowing very well
that the very opposite feeling was the truth, "I'm not sure if our classmates are ready to
see it yet," she laughed. The look Ranma got on his face when she shocked him was
just so cute.

"Uhh....ready....yet?" he gasped, still disbeleiveing the ecchiness which his
fiancee was showing him on a daily basis.

She just grinned at him before going to the door to make sure that the coast
was clear to make their escape. "Sure, why not, lover?" she laughed at him. "Don't
you want the whole world to know what a loving little slut your wife-to-be is?" she
winked...before slipping out of the door without missing a beat, leaving him standing
there, mouth agape.

"Unbelieveable..."

The rest of the school day passed uneventufully for the pair...or rather, as
uneventful as the first day back at school after the long summer holidays could be, with
all of the reunions of friends in the hallways. The one Ranma had been worrying about
the most was one of the first over with, however, as almost as soon as he had extricated
himself from the closet, he found Akane talking to one of 'them'...Ukyou Kunoji.

Ranma gulped at the sight of her...the first time he had seen the girl since the
middle of vacation, only a couple of days before Akane had so boldly come into his room
and changed their relationship. On the other hand, her absence wasn't unexpected, as
she had left for her home in Kyoto the day after they'd last met, returning to her father's
home to spend the summer. Still, Ranma couldn't help feel guilty as he approached the
chatting girls, a big, fake-feeling smile spreading across his face....one that quickly
turned to a look of surprise as the long-haired girl spotted him and tackled him in a
full-length hug.

"Ran-chan!!" the girl beamed at him as she clutched to him tightly, making an
odd sight indeed in her habitual boys uniform, and attracting more than a few stares
from some of the less-well-informed students. "I've missed you!" she claimed, as she let
go of the powerful hug, leaving Ranma grinning foolishly...and, for him, much more
naturally. "Here, omiyage!" she said proudly, thrusting a wrapped parcel at him.

"Aw, Ucchan, you really shouldn't have.." Ranma began awkwardly as he took
the parcel from the smiling girl. Just then he noticed Akane catching his eye with a
curious expression..."What, you jealous Akane? Didn't you get any?" he teased.

"No, Ukyou got me some too," she said, voice composed, but a very strange note
in it nonetheless. "It's just, er..." Her voice faltered as Ranma finally got the
wrapping paper of his, and gawked at the contents inside.

"Special homemade okonomiyaki, from the Family Kuonji!" Ukyou beamed at
Ranma as he contined to stare, speechless, down at the snacks in his hand. "Specially
made for stamina and power!" she grinned, winking at him, before turning to go up the
stairs towards their classroom. "No need to thank me, Ranchan! I know they're
perfect for you!" she grinned as she rounded the corner halfway up and disappeared
from sight.

Ranma stood and goggled at the package in his hands for quite a bit longer
than seemed necessary..and then with a sudden blush he hastily crammed the package
into his schoolbag, sneaking a quick look at Akane's bag, which seemed equally
overstuffed. "Er...the same thing for you?" She shook her head.

"No, mine are for...er...fertility," she blushed, but with a hint of a grin on her
face nonetheless. "But Ucchan assures me that it's not really any more likely to cause
it...just to...er...create the opportunity." Clearly dumbfounded, Ranma stared at her
in shock. "Obviously, she knows."

Ranma shook his head in disbelief. "But...but she can't? She hasn't even
been in Tokyo until yesterday....how could she possibly know? And if she knows, how
come she hasn't tried to bash your head in? Or mine?"

Akane just shrugged..."I'm sure we'll find out eventually.." she said
resignedly..."But to me it seems obvious that she found out SOMEhow...and that for
whatever reason she doesn't mind." A small wrinkle crossed her forehead as an
alarming idea occurred to her. "Er...no, it's nothing," was her answer when Ranma
asked what was wrong.

"If you say so," Ranma sighed, tossing his own back back behind his head and
starting the climb up the stairs. "Seems to me that 'something' is just around the
corner, waiting for us..."

However, that proved not to be the case, as the rest of the morning quickly
descended into the stupor of classes, all of their teacher's voices seeming to drone on
into each other's and blend all together...even their homeroom teacher, Hinako-sensei
didn't really seem very enthusiastic about returning to class, and looked almost as
depressed as her students. As for Ranma, even the knowledge that just in front of him,
his lover was wearing naught but a skirt to hide her most charming charms wasn't
enough to keep his mind focused, and by the time the lunch bell rang, four long hours
later, his was nearly asleep on his feet from the stupor.

Lunchtime found the couple sitting with Ukyou on the roof of the school, eating
their lunches. Because it was the first day of school, Akane and Ranma had brought
boxed lunches from home, while Ukyou had her usual home-made okonomiyaki with her.
Ranma felt a bit odd to be acting so normally around the girl...after all, she had been
following him for ten years with the mixed intent of revenge and marriage, and now
that she had found him, and pursued him rather more closely for the better part of a
year, to act so calmly when he was having sex with someone else, was simply unnerving.
Akane was handingly it better, of course, which just made the boy shrug inwardly. No
matter how long he had his curse, he knew, he would never understand the ways of
women. Even that understanding didn't help him when he heard Akane ask, just as if
asking any other question, "So, how long have you known?"

Ukyou dind't reply at first, instead leaning over and whacking Ranma between
the shoulderblades to dislodge the large lump of rice that had stuck in his throat in
shock. "Ranchan," she said scathingly, "if you keep getting shocked so easily you'll
never live a long life," she smirked, as Ranma gulped down the dislodged ball, his face
burning red with the choking and embarrassment.

In the meantime, Ukyou returned to her own meal, looking down thoughtfully
at it as she answered. "About three weeks now," she admitted, as she chewed slowly.
"I got a letter from Shampoo."

Ranma choked again. "Sh...Shampoo too?!" he asked, aghast. Nevermind
the fact that nothing had happened yet in three weeks, every nerve in his body was
suddenly jumping into flight mode, his head pivoting about wildly for sight of the
Amazon and her flying bicycle. "How did she--?"

Ukyou shrugged, and turned to face Akane, as Ranma was clearly useless for
the rest of the conversation, his head turning about like something from a horror movie,
eyes huge in his pale face. "No idea," she said simply, as she continued picking at her
lunch carefully. "But of course, once she knew, she had to let the others know...at least
the girls, I think," she added thoughtfully. "As it happened, the day after I got the
letter Ryouga showed up at the restaurant in Kyoto looking for you, Akane-chan."
Akane laughed despite herself. "Not bad by his standards...anyways, I told him then.
And if Shampoo knows, Mousse certainly must!"

Akane nodded, her face guarded as she studied Ukyou, who was eating so
calmly and composedly. "And....er...well, what did you decide?" she wondered, unsure
of what to say exactly. Although Ukyou seemed calm, Akane knew from bitter
experience on both sides just how much of a mask that might be. And so it was almost
a relief when it seemed that tears were starting to gleam in Ukyou's eyes.

"I cried for two weeks," she began, and both Ranma and Akane could hear a bit
of a tremor in her voice now, which made Ranma calm down a little bit...even though it
was hard, at least Ukyou was acting a little bit normally now. She sighed. "It
hurt...it really hurt a lot you know. Even though..." and she paused to take a breath
while Ranma and Akane looked on silently. "Even though I knew deep down that
Akane would be the first one...I think Shampoo knew that too," she added, not telling
the pair that the letter she had received had been blotchy with fallen tears. "Ryouga
was crushed," she went on, "and ran out right after I told him...I'm not sure if it was to
destroy you, Ranchan, or to cry on your shoulder, Akane-chan," she added with a small
smile, "but if he hasn't shown here yet, he's probably had time to think about it."

She paused to collect her thoughts, while Ranma and Akane continued to sit
silently, waiting. Both were surprised then, when the somber face that had grown over
her recollection of her discovery was overwhelmed by a broad smile, and brightly
sparkling eyes. "But that was three weeks ago, so I've had a whole week to think about
the positive side of this!" she laughed. "And I talked to Shampoo on the phone last
night, so I know that she's come to the same ideas...and something tells me that we're
not the only two," she grinned, winking at Akane...who started, but when Ukyou didn't
look away, gave a tiny nod with a barely perceptible grin. "Naturally Ranchan hasn't
figured it out yet," Ukyou grinned at the boy who was looking on in confusion.

"Er...uh...no, I guess not?" he asked, lifting his voice hopefully so that one of
them might explain. Ukyou grinned, and took that role on for herself.

"Well, the way that we girls see it, is that we really have two choices," she
chuckled, sitting back and tucking back into the remains of her lunch with gusto. "Or
should I say, that you and Akane-chan have two choices," she smiled. Ranma looked
blank, while Akane looked on with resignation, but also a trace of amusement. "First
of all, we can accept this...we have already accepted it," she corrected herself with a grin,
"and we can leave you two alone from now on," she said. "We can find others...or even
each other," she chuckled, "and we can all basically live happily ever after in peace and
quiet," she said, sounding quite satisfied with that. Ranma was confused...what she
said certainly seemed logical (if surprisingly easily decided at)...so what could the
second choice possibly be?

"Which would be pretty boring," Akane broke in, surprising Ranma from his
thoughts. Ukyou merely nodded in answer. "So the second option is...?"

Ukyou's grin broadened. "That things continue as they were before!" she
laughed. "Before you got to him before we could, that is," she nodded, accepting that
defeat. "Neither of us will give up, so you can't let down your guard! And none of the
others will either," she pointed out..."Even Ryouga," she added, giving Ranma a
meaningful look which he returned with a blank one. "Life goes back to just the way it
was before, except..."

"Except?" Ranma wondered, still wondering just what Ukyou was getting at.
No matter what sorts of kinky things that his fiancee had led him into over the past
several weeks, he was still almost helpless in thinking outside the box in such
terms...and so felt hopelessly out of his depth. "Except what?"

"Except that there's a whole new playground for them...and us," Akane
answered, looking seriously at Ukyou. "Is that it, Ukyou?" The chef nodded, her
smile gone, replaced with a serious look, but not a sad one.

"You came to him, didn't you?" she asked in answer, and when she got an
affirmative nod in return, she smiled. "Yeah, I figured you had the dirtier mind," she
laughed. "Yeah, that's pretty much exactly it, Akane-chan," she nodded. "There's
really no reason for us to expect that you'll do that...or that Ranchan will, but that's
what we came up with in our minds," Ukyou smiled. "There's no need to let us know
right away though," she smiled, reaching out and patting Akane on the knee, making
her jump, but smile. "You two are still getting used to each other...no need for us to
muck things up right away!" she beamed, sitting back and putting the last morsel of
food in her mouth.

Ranma, for his part, just sat in shock as he watched the two of them. His
mind reeled in shock...there was no way...it couldn't possibly be what it SOUNDED like
they were talking about. Despite all of the evidence to the contrary that he had
experienced over the past few days, he simply couldn't believe that people actually DID
this sort of thing...and certainly not Akane! Certainly not Ucchan!

"Well, you certainly look like the idea is intriguing to you," Akane's voice cut
dryly across his thoughts, making him look with shock over at the girl, as Ukyou rocked
back and forth trying to stifle her giggling. Akane's face was completely impossible to
read, a sardonic sort of smirk crossing her face, and cool amusement in her eyes as she
pointed downards as Ranma tried to form the words to protest her observation.
"Look."

Ranma gulped as he looked down...there, in the folds of his trousers, was clear
evidence that certain parts of his body were leaping far ahead of his brain to draw their
own conclusions, and had prodded his member into full wakefulness...which, now that
his conscious mind was aware of it, was almost painfully throbbing with eagerness to
take advantage of Ukyou's suggestion...more particularly, to take advantage of her.
And when she suddenly stood up and walked up to him, the painful anticipation in her
crotch became even more insistent.

Ukyou bent down over him, her long black hair cascading over her shoulder
and brushing over his face...he had never noticed her scent before. Although he had
been this close to his old friend many times, he had certainly never noticed her like
THIS before. He gulped, trying to keep his eyes from looking at her chest, where
neither her hanging jacket nor the bandages he knew she wore beneath were wholly
successful in covering her breasts. He thought that if he did he might just explode in
his pants. Of course, when her hand (more delicate than Akane's, despite the cooking
scars, he noticed with surprise) touched that bulge in his pants, such minor distractions
as her breasts became almost nothing as he used every ounce of his energy to keep from
releasing.

"Akane's not the only one who can 'forget' to wear something, Ranchan," Ukyou
whispered in his ear, the mere vibrations of the air seeming to thrill through his body as
she removed even the light touch of her hand on his penis and took his own
hand...putting it on her thigh and drawing it upwards over the curve of her rump,
pressing it down firmly to make sure that he understood clearly, that there were no
pantylines, visible or otherwise marring the profile of her bottom. "Isn't it nice to have
TWO fiancee's with such dirty minds?" she giggled at him, before merrily walking away
down the stairs, leaving Ranma alone with Akane on the roof.

Ranma sat silently, mouth and body frozen in full shock, not daring to move a
muscle as he concentrated every thought on holding back his orgasm. If he had been
less distracted, he would have had to admire his own self-control and strength, and
sitting quietly, watching him still with that unreadable expression on her face, Akane
had to give the boy credit for holding on so hard. Slowly, after several long minutes, his
head turned to face her. "A......Akane...?" he croaked, lips barely able to form the
word.

Akane gave him a look of utter disgust...one which he knew all too well, but he
was far too distracted by the pressure in his pants to pay close attention to the rest of
her expression. "Well I sure hope you had fun," she said haughtily, sounding very
much like the Akane of old, but with a slightly softer edge to his voice as she packed the
remains of their lunches away for disposal. "Honestly, Ranma, you're such a pervert,"
she continued, struggling to hide the tremor from her voice as she played her part,
"getting so hard from just a little pat on the bum like that...you're just lucky that you
didn't mess your pants is all I have to say," she snorted as she moved to follow Ukyou
down the stairs. "Better hope that goes down soon...I'm not going to help you with it
THIS time. If you want help...ask her!" she laughed as she vanished down the stairs.

Although he didn't realize it just then, Ranma had a good long time to think
about what Akane said as he waited the rest of the lunch break for his erection to
subside. There had been something odd about the way she sounded, something which
he couldn't quite put his finger on until the chime rang twenty minutes later. There
hadn't been a single trace of jealousy in her voice.

"Did she agree to it that quickly?"