The Real World: Anime Style: A Night Snack [Episode 42992]

Kagome opened her eyes.  She had naturally drifted to sleep after that very soothing orgasm under Ranma's fingers, but now she was awake, though not certain why.

Maybe because she was feeling too hot.  But she shouldn't, her pajama top was still open and her chest exposed.  The nipples were tingling, remembering the contact with Ranma's smooth fingers and mouth, and as such the nub were erect.

Kagome blushed.  Yet, she felt nothing wrong with what they have done, nor she thought the boy had taken advantage of her.  She had a nightmare, and Ranma calmed here with a hug and soothing words.  Then she had a naughty dream, and Ranma relieved her of the tension with some gentle foreplay.  Each time he was only helping her, and she was glad he'd do.

Unaware that her perceptions were a bit skewed by some unexpected (or are they?) side-effects of Washu's truth drug, the young girl snuggled closer to the sleeping boy.  The warmth of his body felt very nice, even though both were starting to sweat under their sleepwear.

Absentmindedly, Kagome's hands roamed over Ranma's chest and belly, bunching up a bit the muscle shirt and feeling the solid flesh underneath.  He stayed asleep all along, his breathing only fastening a bit as she gently touched him.

Then she got bolder, and almost without thinking her hand went down... to meet with a large bulge in his pants.

Kagome gasped, then covered her mouth.  There wasn't much light in the bedroom, but enough for her eyes to get accustomed to it, and she could somehow watch as well as feel.  Ranma undeniably had an erection.

Rather than being afraid by the discovery, Kagome knew guilt.  He had so nicely pleasured her before, but she hadn't done anything for him.  And now he was experiencing a raging hard on, and it was her fault.  She was surprised he didn't even ask for her to relieve him; she would have thought no boy would be so gentlemanly, as to only think of his partner.

The Igurashi girl wouldn't have any of that.  She owed Ranma for this night, and had to pay her debt.  The only problem was she hadn't a precise idea how.

After a short hesitation, Kagome crawled closer to Ranma's crotch, pondering what to do.  She decided Ranma was probably uncomfortable in those pants, with such a tower struggling to get free.  So, gulping her saliva in apprehension, she gently pulled off the garment.  She couldn't go very far with the still sleeping boy not helping, but she nonetheless managed to slip down Ranma's pants and boxer shorts.

She gasped, this time audibly, when the male organ sprang into view.  The virgin girl had never seen one from so close.  The darkness prevented her to see every detail, but she could make out the straight shape of the mast, toped by the bulbous head.  A musky scent reached her nostrils, intriguing her.

Again she hesitated, screwing her brain to find what to do.  Ranma had pleasured her with his fingers, so she mused she probably could do the same.  Her small hand tentatively circled the shaft.  She marveled at the heat that emanated from the blood-engorged meat, and the texture of the supple skin.  It was firmer than she expected.  She wasn't sure how to handle it, but after a few try at pushing or pulling it sideway, she discovered the upper layer of skin rolled easily over the flesh underneath.  So, she started to pump her hands up and down, unsure at what pace she should do it.

Ranma moaned and exhaled in his sleep.  Kagome glanced worriedly at him; she couldn't tell for sure if he was in pain or not.  He sounded rather pleased, but she preferred not to risk harming him out of clumsiness.  So, she stopped and reflected on what else to do.

Flushed, she remembered what she had read about the most pleasurable thing you could do to a man.  She wasn't certain she'd get the nerves to do it, but she could at least give it a try.

Leaning closer, she breathed the heady smell of his male arousal.  Keeping the phallus straight, she ogled it from very close, her eyes crossing.  Then she landed a short kiss on the bald head.  Nothing bad happening, she did it again, her lips lingering longer this time.  Gathering enough courage, she gave a quick lick to the glans.

The taste being nowhere as bad as she feared, Kagome repeated the process, getting more and more excited with each lick and kiss.  Ranma smiled in his sleep, but the girl didn't notice; she was entirely focused on his knot.

Taking a deep breath, Kagome steeled herself for the last step.  Shaping her mouth like a cute O, she slowly went down and engulfed the bulbous head.  Lightly sucking on the tip, she took more of the penis in her warm cavity, her tongue pressing the foreskin.

Ranma grunted and breathed harder.  He involuntarily squirmed in his sleep, something that the excited girl couldn't miss.  But she didn't care any more if he woke up, she was too fascinated by her new toy.  She idly wondered if Inu-Yasha's would be that big.

Ranma could sleep through anything as long as he wasn't threatened, but the warm and wet feeling transmitted by his most sensitive organ managed to pierce thru.  Growling uncontrollably, he opened eyes.

His sight was at first blurry, as with anybody waking from slumber.  Then he had to get used to the weak lighting.  But when he was finally able to see, he was greeted by the sight of Kagome's head bobbing up and down on his shafts, her beautiful face framed by her long hairs.

Ranma blinked, then mentally shrugged.  Since they already started it, why not going a bit further?  Not to mention it was feeling damn good, and he sighed lengthily in bliss.

Kagome noticed he was conscious.  Stopping the fellatio, she raised her head, a trail of drool still linking her cute mouth with the mushroom cap.  "Err... Ranma-kun... sorry to have woken you... but it looked like you needed it..." she said in a shy voice."

"That's alright, Kagome-chan.  I don't mind.  Please continue, it feel very nice...."

Pleased he was agreeable with what she was doing, Kagome engulfed his pride again, this time with more confidence.  She gleefully took more of his length in, enjoying the muffled sounds he was making.  Using those as hints, to know if she was doing good, she experimented by twirling and swirling her tongue on every spot, searching for the most erotically reactive.

Ranma sighed in bliss.  His left hand reached for Kagome's legs, the girl being in a kneeling position next to him on the bed.  He gently stroked them through the pajama pants, idly thinking those had to go at some point.

"Kagome-chan... maybe you'd want... to stop... before it... before I... shoot.  I've heard it tasted nasty..." warned Ranma.

Kagome slowed her moves and carefully licked the top of his manhood.  Some pre-cum had started to ooze, and she scooped it with her tongue, thoughtfully sampling it.

"There's a little of it already..." she answered. "It doesn't taste too bad.  Weird, but not that bad."  This settled, the girl resumed her first blowjob.

Ranma whimpered in ecstasy.  But he was a man (sometime woman) of action, and laying on his back doing nothing wasn't his trip.  So, pushing his torso up on an elbow, he grasped Kagome's wiggling lower body, and pulled her toward him.

The girl 'acked' and let go of the succulent man meat in surprise.  "Ranma-kun..." she weakly protested.

Now that she was closer in reach, Ranma had both hands on the side of her pajama bottom.  He didn't pull it down immediately, first asking:  "Kagome-chan... I want to see you naked... please..."

Kagome blushed a deep red, but nodded.  "Be gentle... I'm shy..." she whispered.

Ranma nodded back, and slipped the annoying garment from her shapely backside.  White panties, drenched to transparency level, came into view.  The pigtailed boy pulled the pants all the way past her legs, Kagome helping by raising one then the other.  Then her lover brought her even closer from his face and rubbed the panties-covered butt.

Kagome moaned and bit on her finger.  Ranma toyed shortly with her firm buttocks, before baring them with deliberate slowness.  He then craned his neck and landed soft kisses on her exposed half-moons.  Pushing further down the undergarment, it peeled from the puffy folds of her labia, red and wet from arousal, and he kissed her here too.

Kagome blushed madly from the naughty concept of a man undressing her.  Shivering from the excitement, she waited anxiously, eyes closed, for what would be next.  Not feeling any longer his hands on her bottom, she wondered why he stopped touching her and looked backward.

Ranma had just inched a little away, and was busy discarding his muscle shirt and pants.  Kagome blinked and felt her face burn as she drank the sight of his naked form.  Imitating him, she kneeled and shed the shirt dangling on her shoulders, the last piece of cloth she was wearing.

Now that both teenagers were entirely nude, they looked at each other expectantly.  Their gazes crossed, and they could see the fear mixed with desire and anticipation in each other's eyes.

"W-What now?" feebly asked Kagome, felling awfully embarrassed.

"You... You could continue what you started?" suggested Ranma, equally self-conscious.

Kagome nodded, and resumed the position she held before, this time with nothing to cover her heated skin from the cool air of the room.  As she crawled on all four to reach his dick, Ranma laid back again, but this time with the delightful view of her rump in his field of vision.

Getting inspired, Ranma grabbed her legs and lifted her lower body above his upper one.  Kagome yelped shortly in fright, before he settled her down with a knee on each side of his head.  The boy licked his lips as he contemplated the girl's appetizing cunny.  His hands were caressing her thighs and kept them open.

Kagome whimpered a little, unaware of what implied this new posture.  Not lingering on it she lowered herself, rubbing her soft belly, breasts and mons on Ranma's hard, toned muscles.  This felt really good, and she moaned in delight.

Then she toyed again with the male member that was so close from her face, satisfied that it was still as erect as before.  Greedily, the maiden coated anew the manly rod in saliva, and welcomed it back in her slavering mouth.  Her fingers shifted from the shaft to cup the hairy balls.

Ranma, meanwhile, was inhaling the fragrance of the honey pot that was so close to his nose.  He'd never got to examine one from so close, not even his own female form's.  He may have missed a clue on what to do initially, but his stomach grumbled and gave him a hint.  Acting on impulse, he stuck his tongue out and licked the dew of her flower.  Quickly acquiring a taste for the stuff, the Saotome boy clamped his lips around the dripping labia and started to slurp the enticing juices with gusto.

Kagome's eyes popped wide and she let out a strangled gasp.  Strangled, because the surprise made her forget herself and take a large amount of the boy's mast in her mouth, more than she would have dared.  It bumped against her throat, but despise the gag reflex she was paralyzed and couldn't think of pulling.  What Ranma was doing to her privates was simply so good that her brain short-circuited.

Ranma couldn't see what were the effects of his cunnilingus on the girl, but considering how she enthusiastically she was giving him head, he guessed he'd must be doing good.  So, he increased the pace of his muff-eating, wiggling his tongue in her twat with a gourmet's appreciation of the flavor of her honey.  There seemed to be no end of her supply of the delicacy, but it would take a lot to satiate the hungry martial artist.

Kagome tried to pull her head back, to empty her mouth for yelling or screaming or calling his name, she didn't know for sure, but didn't make it in time.  The stiff wood between her lips suddenly bulged, surprising her.  Then the bulge reached the purple head and it erupted.  A long spurt of white cream splashed the back of her throat, and more flooded her mouth, assaulting her buds with the salty taste of semen.

Ranma was certainly happy during the ejaculation, but he nonetheless didn't stop eating out Kagome.  Pushing as deep as he could, he pressed his whole face against her crotch.  His chin unknowingly pressed against her clitoris, while the supple tongue snaked wildly inside her folds, seeking the tastiest nooks and crannies.

Kagome's head snapped backward, leaving the still-spurting cock behind.  Her chin dripping with sperm, the girl opened her jaws wide and let out a long cry of rapture.  Droplet of sweat flew from her skin in slow motion as she arched her back and cried again, her long hair waving in a beautiful corona around her head.  Ranma's manhood was finishing to empty itself at the same time, two last spurts shooting haphazardly and landing on Kagome's bouncing breasts.

Ranma was informed of her screaming orgasm by a mouthful of her honey.  Spluttering, he had to stop his apnea to breath again.  Licking his face around his mouth, he had to admit he felt nicely drained on his lower half.

Kagome slumped on top of her lover, panting.  Her sweaty body was nicely molding Ranma's, like a feverishly hot cover, but the boy didn't mind.  They basked pleasantly in the afterglow for a short time or an eternity, they couldn't tell.