[Episode 66871] [Episode 66871]Which happened to be about his fiancee. Normally this would have been about some sort of... disagreement they would have had or some sort of puzzlement about why she did the things that she did. But this time, he wasn't going in that direction. Rather, he was trying to keep himself from screaming as he wondered how to make her fantasy come true.
Now he was perfectly aware that if he did this wrong, he would get a bashing like none he had recieved before. That was something that he really wished to avoid, as it would likely not stop there. But he did... care about her, and wanted to do something really special for her, he decided that making her fantasy come true would do that.
Still, he hoped that he was going to survive what he was about to do.
Akane followed her fiance into the storage shed and dropped the balls into the bin that had been set aside for them. She would have run to join the other girls in time to go back to the locker room, but she glanced over her shoulder at the pigtailed boy instead. Normally he put up a bit of grumbling at having to put the stuff away, but he'd carried his load of bats without any problems.
It was nice to have a quiet time, but something made her feel... odd. "Are you finished putting those away?" she asked.
"Yeah," Ranma replied with a sigh, "But I'm glad that I ain't the one that's gotta take 'em out."
"So I guess that we're done her then."
"Uh... not really..."
"Oh? What's left to do?"
He was silent for a moment and wouldn't look at her. She saw his jaw work for several moments before he spoke. "We don't regularly get ta be alone like this.
Heat stole along her cheeks as she noticed the somewhat sweet tone and the realization that this was uncomfortably close to things that she had dreamt of in her bed. "I know what you mean. Everyone is always around, and it is nice to be around such quiet, even for a moment."
"Yup. But ya know something? 'Roshi and Dai are always goin' on about these sorts a places bein' good places ta make out."
The youngest Tendo daughter gave a snort to cover her thoughts, both obvious and not. "Those two are always talking about that sort of thing."
"I know, but d'ya know what?"
"What?"
Walking over to stand right in front of her, he stared down into her eyes. "It is a good place ta do that sort of thing."
"What are you talking about?!" she demanded in a panic.
"I'm talkin' about how good it would be ta make love ta ya," he said as he cupped her cheek.
"B...b...but there's all the people around! They'd find us... er, anyone before they could do anything!"
"Then we'd better get started before they stop us," he told her, before lowering his mouth to hers and kissing her.
There had been imaginings about what kisses would be like, but she had never thought of this. His lips ran up against hers, nudging her mouth open to allow his tounge to tangle with hers. Nibbles on the lips had never occured to her, but they did nearly distract her as his hand ran down her side and then went under her gym shirt to stroke her belly. Tingles were left where he had touched and a warmth was growing in her belly.
Then, as he nuzzled her neck, she could only gasp as his hand pushed aside her bra to get to her breast.
"Mmmm... nice..," he mumbled.
"You... you... I was.. flat..."
Ranma rolled up her shirt and bra before staring at her bosom. "Nah. Firm." That said, he went over and began to press kisses along the soft skin on those orbs, and the hard points that were beginning to tip them.
Moans escaped her throat and she whimpered as she felt his tounge flick her nipple. "Shouldn't... we... stop?"
"You wanna? Doesn't seem like it," he said as he pressed a finger on the growing wet spot on her bloomers.
Her thighs clenched around that hand, as she whimpered deep in the back of her throat. She knew that she should be bashing him, but the combination of fantasy fulfillment and growing pleasure were growing inside of her.
There was something less irritating about the smirk that he was giving her, but even if she could break through the haze of sensation, he didn't give her enough time as he easily moved her over to sit upon a saw horse. Pulling down her bloomers and panties, he stroked her most intimate spot once before giving her a smile. Then he knelt before her, and gently parted her legs, stroking the flesh of her thighs as he did so. Putting his mouth before her slick petals, he glanced up at her before giving a judicious lick on her hard button.
Her legs pressed around his upper body and her hands gripped his hair, but he continued on, apparently uncaring about that. She didn't even realise that she had done that, as her entire world had been reduced to what he was doing to her loins. Muffled screams were the quietest that she could go as he manipulated her flesh in ways that she could never have imagined before. It simply was all that she could do to hang on for the ride.
But then it stopped suddenly and she was left with an awful ache that needed filling. For a moment, she could almost feel herself relax, but then he moved again. This time he simply stood up in between her legs and dropped his pants and boxers. One of her hands ran its fingers along the hard shaft that exposed in an appreciation of what was to come.
The pigtailed boy took that hand and pressed it to his lips before he guided himself to her waiting slit. At the first touch of his organ to hers, she drew in a hiss of breath, but it was of pleasure. And when he sank himself into her, she threw her head back and yelled.
It was matched by his grunt as her tightness pressed around him, as her limbs clutched at him. They encircled his body, holding onto him as he began to pump into her. That became her only source of balance along with his hold on the taut globes of her buttocks.
Back and forth them pumped at each other, trying to reach what they both knew they needed, and set the saw horse rocking. It's wooden legs clacked against the floor of the shed as her hips rocked to meet his. Neither were paying any heed to time and didn't care at that second. Their universes were pleasure and each other in an endless moment.
Her release brought a shreik of pure sensation with it, just before his came with a response muffled by the way his face was pressed against her hair. The insistance and need were gone for the moment, but the two of them stayed joined as they were, just basking in each other's presence and what they had done.
When they felt they could wait no longer, he let her off of the saw horse and put her on her feet. They looked into each other's eyes, and even their blushes didn't stop that.
"I... guess we'd better get back before they send someone out looking for us," Ranma murmured.
"Uh... yeah..."
He nodded and bent down to pull up his pants and boxers, giving her a nice view of his physique. That intensified the blushing for her, but all she did was run her tounge over her kiss-swollen lips. Much as she might want to, she knew that they didn't have that much time. So she fixed her bra and then her shirt before realising something.
"Ranma?" she called.
"Uhh... yeah?" he replied.
"Why did you..?"
"Well... I... I... care for you and I kinda wanted ta do something, but I only do physical stuff good. So I figured that if I could make ya feel great enough, then that would be somethin'."
"I see..," she said and bent down to pull up her panties and bloomers to hike them up to where they belonged on her body.
"I... wouldn't blame ya if you were angry with me..."
"I'm not."
"Ya ain't?"
She walked over to him and softly smiled at him. "I'm not. Thank you," she told him and gave him a peck on the cheek before making her way out of the shed.
Pressing a hand to where she had kissed him, he stared after her while:
(Posted Thu, 04 Sep 2003 05:23)
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