Doing it Like Ranma and Akane

Ranma pulled open a door to quite a large shed and moved bunch of old plywood out of the way to reveal a secret closet where he’d concealed some blankets, a kerosene lantern, a camp stove and some tinned food. “Ranma what is this place?” Akane asked.

“It’s the place that I come to when I need to get away from it all” he said and held up two cans, “chili or pork and beans?” he asked her.

“Chili” Akane said having a seat on a blanket. She watched silently while Ranma dumped the contents of the can into an enamel pot and turned on the propane. She couldn’t help admire how handsome he looked in the dim light as it played along his boyish features. She found herself feeling uncharacteristically aroused. She blushed at the throbbing between her legs, this only ever occurred late at night in her bedroom when the thought about her wedding night with Ranma. But until today her mind had only ever known about the kissing and wasn’t positive what happened after that occurred.

Ranma was aware of her scrutiny and couldn’t help thinking about what he’d seen that day, he’d thrown up because he’d been overwhelmed by what he’d seen. His worries that he would never be quite so adequate with a girl as his friends had been had got the best of him. But still he was the real Ranma Saotome; he was the best martial artist and should be able to be the best lover in the world. He thought about it, all these people so wanted to be with him that they were willing to settle for a facsimile of him, yet he’d never made love in life. He knew so little about talking to a woman; let alone how to make love to one. It bothered him that his half crazed enemies were getting laid on his behalf. He stole a glance at Akane and wondered how the sight of so much naked flesh on display had affected the normally prudish girl. He tried to picture her naked with her toned muscled flesh completely revealed, with her upstanding breasts and dark blue pubic triangle......he blushed at where his thoughts were going. “I hope you don’t mind eating out of the pot, I don’t any bowls here, only a couple of spoons” he said

Akane moved closer “I don’t mind in the least” she said giving him that smile again. She was so close that he could smell the scent of some sort of lilac soap and feel her body warmth as her arm pressed again his. Ranma glanced at her and blushed, imagining how soft her hair was when he accidently brushed against her and wonder what it would feel like to kiss her when he remembered it. “Akane?” he said.

“Yes Ranma? “ Akane said and then his mouth was plastered to hers with need. Akane gasped and Ranma took this invitation to explore the moist depths of her velvety cheeks. Akane was surprised at receiving her first real kissed, it thrilled and intoxicated her. Ranma pressed her back and then he lost his fear as his sexually overloaded brain took over and he reached inside Akane’s jumper to massage her fleshy globes. She gasped as his thumbs flicked her nipples through her flimsy bra and her sexually repressed mind opened way up to give in to unfamiliar desires. She didn’t protest as Ranma’s questing fingers reached up her jumper to rub the top of her overheated slit until her clit caught on fire. She shamelessly wrapped her hand around his veined column that she had accidently brushed against earlier, she reveled in how it was throbbing in her hand. She moaned when Ranma hand slipped inside her panties to stroke her soft nest of curls...... then the door opened. Ranma and Akane straighten themselves with blushing cheeks and Ranma closed the door so that he could see through a slit in it, without drawing attention to himself by slamming it shut. His eyes grew wide to see who entered the shed. He groaned when Happosai wore a red and black outfit like Ranma’s and had a full black wig on with a pigtail. Cologne wore a Furinkan High School girl’s uniform with a short dark blue wig and a flowered bonnet for some odd reason. With their aged faces and bodies both looked rather foolish. “Come in here Akane-chan” Happosai said cradling the sweet, young ‘Akane’ in his arms.

“Oh Ranma, I feel so safe when you’re around” the ancient Amazon simpered and fluttered her eyelashes at him. Akane shuddered at this.

“Akane you are safe, I am the heir to the Saotome School” Happosai said setting her down and flexing what little remained of his muscles.

“Oh Ranma, you’re so strong and brave” Cologne said stroking the wizen monkey man’s powerful chest.

“Ranma let’s get out of here” Akane pleaded silently with him; she would have truly have sold her soul to go to the fiery depths at hell right then, rather then face what she suspected was about to happen.

“Be brave Akane” Ranma whispered back and pulled the shivering girl into his arms.

“Akane its such a shame how that uniform hides your beauty” Happosai declared.

“Does it displease you Ranma? Perhaps you can remove it so that you might better see my panties?” Cologne suggested, lowering her eyes and allowing a convincing maidenly blush to paint her cheeks. “But first kiss me” she said pursuing her lips.

Ranma almost hurled again when Happosai latched himself onto hers and both flapping, toothless lips crashed together. Akane could tell when he slipped his tongue into Cologne’s mouth when she saw it poke her cheek from the inside, suddenly Akane felt queasy.

“It would be an honour to undress a sweet innocent girl like yourself” Happosai announced and with the skill born of being the grandmaster of his school, undressed his companion in seconds.

“Oh Ranma, do you like my panties?” Cologne asked.

Ranma glanced and then looked away at the heartbreakingly adorable apple green lace panties and bra on Cologne’s wizen body. They hugged her rather shapeless curves and her breasts and bum failed to be supported by either. She still wore her bonnet with trailing pink ribbons.

“Oh my dear Akane, you are more perfect then I ever thought” Happosai raved. This brought a soft chuckle from Ranma.

“Oh darling Ranma, please let me see your powerfully muscled body” Cologne cried, Akane thought she was going to be ill when she noticed the bulge in Happosai’s pants.

“Oh course anything for my fiancée” Happosai declared and whipped off his clothes. Ranma couldn’t look away from the short, stubby body wearing a black thong if he tried.

“You’re perfect” Cologne sighed and they kissed again.

“Don’t watch Akane” Ranma whispered, but she couldn’t look anymore then he could.

Happosai undid her bra and eased it from her body. He pulled out a blanket and laid it the floor. “I have a surprise for you, I brought sweets for the sweet” he said and held up a bear shaped jar of honey. Akane and Ranma exchanged glances at this, Kasumi didn’t like how the lid on top fit and always put a distinctive piece of her favourite pink saran wrap under it. This is how they knew that this particular jar of honey had been pilfered from the Tendo residence.

“What’s he planning to do with that?” Akane whispered to Ranma, her jaw dropped when Happosai upended the honey jar so that some fell onto the nipple of one droopy breast. Ranma physically had to clamp his hand over his mouth when Happosai bowed his head and licked it off enthusiastically. He looked away when he did it to the other one.

“Now for those panties so I can really taste your sweet honey pot” Happosai declared, giving her what he probably thought was a sexy smile, which only made him look more insane.

Ranma couldn’t help watching while Happosai upended the honey jar and the golden liquid flowed down from the spout and into Cologne’s vagina. Ranma was highly grateful that her own upraised leg cut off his view of her genitalia, but that didn’t prevent them from hearing the happy slurping sounds coming from Happosai or confirming that Shampoo took after Cologne in the noise department. Ranma forced himself to concentrate on the pink ribbons on her bonnet; they flowed down sweetly and distracted him from the horror that was unfolding in front of him.

Cologne got off loudly and apparently, powerfully and said, “It’s my turn to taste your sweetness Ranma” she said. She got on her knees pulled down Happosai’s black thong; Akane shuddered and was glad that Cologne’s head blocked any view of his junk; all they could see was the Amazon’s super long white hair. Ranma tried to focus on the trailing ribbons again while her she upended the honey jar onto Happosai and her head bobbed merrily to the accompaniment of deep, toothless slurps and Happosai’s happy moans. Both Akane and Ranma clung to each other in terror when he roared to announce that he came.

He pulled her to her feet “Akane that was divine. I want to share the next orgasm with you and thanks to Viagra, I can” he said indicating to where he was still hard. Neither teenaged dared ventured a look when he said this. “Now how do you wish for me to deflower you?” he asked Cologne tenderly.

Cologne opened her eyes wide in mock nervousness “I want to get on top of me. Please be gentle with me, it’s my first time” she said and bit her bottom lip adorably.

“Of course my sweet” Happosai said pushing her back and climbing to top of her. Ranma and Akane tried in vain again to hold back the sounds of still athletic senior citizen’s bodies slapping, while Happosai’s flabby buttocks flapped on top of Cologne while she encouraged him by saying “yeah right there, oh Ranma and please make me cum.” It seemed to go on forever and both teenagers were noticeably green in the gills when Happosai gave one final thrust and came with a grunt.

Neither Akane nor Ranma watched when they separated and shared hits off Happosai’s pipe.

“The good stuff” Cologne said in approval at the quality of his hash.

“Nothing but the best for my girl” he said fondly. “What’s it been, about two hundred and eighty years?”

“About that and you get more charming with each year” Cologne said.

“I always did have a weakness for Chinese food” Happosai said.

“Baka” she said affectionately.

“Uncute tomboy” he replied.

“It got even better when we got to know Ranma and Akane, but it was hot between us” Cologne said.

“And just keeps on getting better” Happosai agreed.

“Well, I’ve to go make sure that Shampoo and Mousse haven’t set the restaurant on fire. They think that I’m playing cards at the Chinese senior citizen’s center” she explained and pulled out her regular clothes out of her pack, got dressed and tucked her play clothes in there.

“No problem I understand, you have to keep your eyes on youngsters or they get up to no good” Happosai agreed.

“Please it’s Shampoo and Mousse, he might as well be her annoying brother for all she cares” Cologne said and kissed Happosai goodbye and departed.

Happosia himself got dressed at his leisure and picked up the jar of honey. “Better get this back to Kasumi” he said out loud and walked away with a satisfied spring in his step.

Akane clawed the door open after him and this time it was her who threw up when she thought about how many times she’d used Kasumi’s honey in tea, on desserts or on sandwiches. She vowed never to eat honey again.

“You okay?” Ranma asked her, his eyes wide at the horrors of the day.

“I don’t want to talk about it” Akane said with a glare, of all the exhibitionistic displays she’d seen that day, this one was by far the worst. “Let’s just go pick up Kasumi at Dr. Tofu’s clinic and go home” she said with finality in her voice.