Cheetah-Ranma & the Princesses: Lonesome Ranma (LEMON) [Episode 46167]

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Knowing that they'd be down there for some time to come, Ranma and Britanny decided to spend their time in the gymnasium doing something constructive. Britanny wanted to use her weights, and asked Ranma to spot for her. Wanting to do something, Ranma addepted the offer. As time went on, Ranma was impressed that Britanny was benching 500 lbs! But, apparently, she had the strength for it.

"One hundred sixty-five... One hundred sixty-six... One hundred sixty-seven..." Ranma said, counting.

Ranma was making sure to keep track of Britanny's reps for her, and had his hands out to make sure that she didn't lose her hold of the weights.

"One hundred seventy-three... One hundred seventy-four... One hundred seventy-five..."

However, Ranma also couldn't help but stare a down at Britanny's chest. Britanny was breathing heavilly. Her chest rising and falling in time as she was lifting the weights up an down. And when the bar of the weights pressed against her chest, Ranma found himself practically hypnotized by the sight. It was truly wonderous for him. Yet, he had to do what Britanny asked of him.

"One hundred eighty-three... One hundred eighty-four... One hundred eighty-five..."

Still, as Britanny was working hard, she was sweating. Ranma felt like fainting as he caught wiff of Britanny's scent. Her scent was a mixture of something earthy; a fine, sweet musk of some kind. It made him just want to lean over and kiss her right then and there, but he knew he couldn't, knew he shouldn't. She was his friend.

"One hundred ninety-one... One hundred ninety-two... One hundred ninety-three... One hundred ninety-four...

And her sweat. Her sweet, wonderful-smelling sweat was making her fur glisten with the flourescent lighting. And it was causing her t-shirt to cling to her fur, outlining her breasts quite perfectly...

"Oh man," Ranma thought, "This is true, torture..."

Finally, Ranma called out the word that would end the torture...

"TWO-HUNDRED!"

Britanny lifted the weights high and eased them back up, and onto the bar-handles. She sat up on the bench and arched her back. "Oh man, that felt good. Really nice workout." Britanny said as she stretched her arms a little.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Britanny..." Ranma said. His eyes were glued to Britanny's chest. The t-shirt was leaving little to the imagination. Ranma mentally howled in frustration as he felt his manhood pressed against his pants rather tightly

After a moment, Ranma noticed Britanny staring intently at him. He blushed and asked, "Uh, what is it, Britanny? Is there something on my face?"

Britanny raised an eyebrow. "Ranma... Are you all right?"

Ranma began to sweat with that. "OF COURSE! Couldn't be better! Why do you ask?"

"Well..." Britanny began. "You were making a bunch of funny faces. Are you all right?"

Ranma blanched at hearing that. He looked back and forth, all around the room. Britanny noticed Ranma uneasiness. "Ranma... Are you okay? You can tell me what's wrong..."

Ranma then stared at Britanny for long moments. He looked her body over, up and down. He wanted, needed her so much... But he knew he couldn't. She was his friend. She was married. He could never do this to her. It would betray the trust of her family. "B, Britanny..."

"Yes?" Britanny asked. She was becoming genuinely concerned for Ranma right now. He was sweating and breathing heavilly. Surprisingly, he was giving off a rather nice aroma. But he did not seem 'okay'. "Ranma?"

Ranma looked into Britanny's eyes and she looked back into his. Finally Ranma broke eye contact and ran!

"Ranma!" Britanny called out. She was up and running as well. She had seen Ranma head back into the locker room.

When Britanny got in there, she found Ranma curled up in a fetal position in the corner of the room. She was by his side immediately. "Ranma! What happened? Are you all right!?"

Ranma was breathing heavilly. "Please... Get away..."

Britanny sat by Ranma. She was rubbing his shoulder with her hand. "Ranma... Calm down. Please. Pull yourself together and tell me, what happened."

Ranma shivered for a couple of minutes, unsure of what to do. He was afraid of how Britanny would react if he told her...

But seeing Britanny look at him with such a caring gaze, it pleased, and hurt Ranma. She was concerned with his well-being, and he was making her afraid with his actions. Not afraid of him, mind you, afraid for him. Seeing, that, Ranma knew he couldn't hide thee truth from Britanny. "Britanny..."

"Yes?" Britanny asked.

Ranma looked ashamed. Deeply so. "I want you..."

Blinking her eyes once, then twice, Britanny asked, "Eh?"

"Yes... I want you to be close... I want us to be as one... I need you, NOW!" Ranma was practically whimpering.

Britanny sighed and massaged Ranma's shoulder. "Ranma... You know I can't do that with you. I'm married. And I love my husband."

"I know..." Ranma answered. "And it makes me ashamed to ask... But I need to be with you right now..." Ranma chocked the last bit out.

Britanny felt her resolve crack with that. She's always known Ranma to be so proud, so confident. A Martial Artist Supreme. As his mother always called him, 'a man among men'. But now, seeing this... She was beginning to realize how vulnerable Ranma was at the moment. "Oh, Ranma..."

"I'm sorry..." Ranma whimpered.

Britanny moved her hand to the back of Ranma's neck and scratched it gently. Ranma calmed a little with the feeling. "You gonna be okay, Ranma?"

Ranma sighed. He moved his head onto Britanny's lap. He realized what he did, and was expecting Britanny to hit him. When she didn't he let out a mental sigh of releif. "I, I think so... I... it's just... I'm sorry if I'm confusing you. I'm not sure how I feel myself."

"It's all right..." Britanny said. She wanted to help Ranma, for sure. But she wasn't just about to do that with him. She realized Ranma was developing an addiction he was becoming dependant on, since he felt a need to be around and with people. "Poor guy..."

Britanny however, recieved a surprise as Ranma leapt up a little, tackling Britanny to the floor. "RANMA!" Britanny cried out, a bit of fear tinging her voice.

Britanny then noticed something. Ranma was crying. He was outright crying into her neck. "Please..."

Hearing that, that tiny cry which was Ranma's plea broke through Britanny's resistance. Ranma really was a lost child in many senses. Denied a childhood, and forced to become the center of attention, he genuinely needed to be with someone. It wasn't an addiction. It was an actual 'need' within him. Like how any person needs to breathe to eat. Ranma needed to be with someone he cared for intimately. She moaned lightly as she felt Ranma kissing her neck "Ranma..."

"Y, Yes?" Ranma asked, as he stopped his kissing for a moment.

Looking into Ranma's eyes, Britanny said, "All right... Ranma... We'll do this... But this is for just us. This will be a treasured dream, just for the two of us. All right?"

"Yes!" Ranma said. He went down to kissing Britanny stomach, lifting her shirt up. "Yes, yes, yes..."

Britanny couldn't help but Purr with Ranma's actions. She had to admit... He was pretty energetic when it came to sex.

Britanny's eyes widened and watched in fascination as Ranma was undressing her rather quickly. He wasn't tearing her clothing, just pulling off from her as quickly as possible. She giggled and blushed lightly in embarassment as Ranma stuck his head between her legs, his hands on her inner-thighs. "Ranmaaa..."

Ranma smiled happily. He gave a long, drawn-out lick along Britanny's slit, and felt pleased as Britanny arched her back and moaned. He knew she licked it and dived his mouth in.

Britanny's eyes opened wide as she felt Ranma eating her out, his tongue delving deeply into her sex. "Oh God... Ranma... That, that feels goooood..." She ran her hands through Ranma's hair, encouraging him.

Ranma purred into Britanny's sex as he was eating her out, his face practically vibrating against and in her sex.

Britanny arched her back and let out a yowl of excitement. She had NEVER felt a technique like that before, and was unprepared for it. She wrapped her legs over Ranma's shoulders and reached her peak.

Ranma smiled, feeling Britanny's juices flow onto his face. He lapped them up hungrilly, loving her sweet taste. He licked around her pubic fur as well, making sure he could get every drop as possible. "Britanny... You taste so good..."

Britanny couldn't bring herself to answer for a moment. She was breathing heavilly. "My God," Britanny thought, "He's good. I don't think Stryyp's ever made me cum that fast. This was just so..."

Britanny's thoughts trailed off as Ranma climbed on top of her. Her kissed her passionately, his tongue entwining with hers. Britanny was surprised by the semi-sweet taste with the kiss and realized it was her own taste. Yet... That somehow made the kiss more erotic.

Ranma's hands went to Britanny's breasts, kneading the orbs of furred flesh. It felt so incredible to be with her. He wanted her so badly, it practicaly made him want to scream out to the heavens his love for the women he was with. So as Britanny moaned into the kiss, Ranma started to move his hips forward, his engorged manhood sliding past Britanny's petals and into her dripping honey-pot.

Britanny moaned into the kiss, her leegs wrapping around Ranma's waist now. She couldn't believe how passionate Ranma was. He was taking to her as if she were air and he was breathing her in, needing her for life. As she was purring, she used her tail to wrap around Ranma's own.

Ranma was on Cloud Nine and wanted to make sure Britanny was with him. He pulled back and thrust forward. He pulled back again, faster, and then slammed his hips forward, his manhood plunging back into Britanny's hot depths even faster. He purred as he felt Britanny catch on and begin to try and buck her hips back.

The two werecheetahs were purring so loudly, it sounded as if an air-conditioning unit was on in the locker room, and was set so long on high that it was about to explode... Which is what the two did...

Britanny arched her back again, her lips breaking away from Ranma's, she cried out in animal passion as her orgasm struck her, a vast tingling pleasure coursing through her entire body as her hot sex gripped Ranma's hard shaft tightly with her velvety folds, demanding him to milk into her.

Ranma felt Britanny orgasm around his shaft and lost it as well. Arching his own back, Ranma grabbed Britanny breasts roughly and orgasmed, spraying wad after wad of his semen into Britanny.

Finally, as both werecheetahs climbed down from their heights of pleasure, Ranma rolled off of and laid beside Britanny. He moved his hand over Britanny's own and squeeze tightly. He smiled when he felt Britanny squeeze his hand back. "Thank you, Britanny... Thank you so much... I love you..."

Britanny sighed, one that was both happy and sad. She was very pleased with what they did, and yet, ashamed as well. She had cheated on her husband...

However, Britanny did manage to smile as a thought hit her. "Ranma..."

"Yes, Britanny?" Ranma asked.

"If we do this again, sometime..." Britanny began, blushing considerably. "Maybe we can include Stryyp?"

Ranma blinked his eyes once, then twice. He wrapped his arms around Britanny and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Maybe..."

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(Posted Sat, 24 May 2003 01:40)


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