Master's Way: Cooking Up Pleasure (LEMON) [Episode 138371]

by Kender

There was a war going on in Ranma's mind, but it was not over bedding his childhood friend. He cared deeply about her, and knew that he was very attracted to her, even in her 'boy' clothing. In fact, a part of him wanted to lay her out and bury himself within her as soon as possible.

It was exactly that feeling that kept him grounded, even as he understood where it came from. Ever since his libido had gotten kickstarted, he'd always had ready opportunities to bed down with one girl or another, at least within a relatively short time. However, when he had to wait, the frustration would set in, and he'd wind up with an ever increasing need to satisfy. Fortunately for him, he'd had several girls perfectly willing to help him with that.

But as he gently lead Ukyo into his room, he could see the absolute trust and loving she had for him in her eyes. Just by looking into them, he could tell that she was afraid of what would come, but that it was not fear of the act itself, but of the problems that would come with it. He'd felt that enough times himself, and knew that he could not hurt her with a simple 'slam, bang, thank you ma'am' approach, if he could even manage it. Besides, he wanted to make this special for her, and the way that she held herself told him just what she really needed, which made him surprised at his own ability to notice it.

So when he saw her planning something in her mind, he tried to look admonishing without appearing too severe. "What are ya plannin'?"

"I... I'm... This is my..." she stammered with a most becoming blush, "I've never..."

"I could tell."

"Oh. Well... I... Maybe I could put on a show for you... Use my body to..."

"Ucchan."

"Yes?"

"Ya don't need a show," he told her, and wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her chest to chest with him. Nothing was overtly sexual about it, but the way that his hands rested at her hips made her tingle, and without even thinking about it, she slid her own arms to match him. His movement as if he were leading her into a dance to some unheard music was more sensual than silly, and the way they pressed against each other as they moved was totally wonderous. Then came the Kiss.

As his face came down to hers, she found that she could only stared dazedly into his eyes, with her lips lightly parted. What he did with his mouth upon hers just defied any description that she could make, as she'd have to be able to differentiate any part of it. From the way their tongues tangled, to each nibble on her lips, to the actual pressing of mouths together, she was so overwhelmed that her knees seemed to turn to water. When he finally did raise his head from hers, she could only let a small smile curve upon her face as he smirked slightly back at her.

Yet, he did not stop, and his hands stroked across her backside, making those supple cheeks tighten at the touch. That was only fleeting though, as he brought his hands up between their bodies so that he could unfasten her uniform top. The act surprised her, but she didn't think to stop him at all, which let him expose her bound chest to the air. But he did not follow into what she would have thought would be a guy's main interest. Instead, he seemed fascinated by her flat belly, and let his fingertips run over the satiny skin that he found there. Somehow it was more erotic than even the most intimate touch that she'd ever received, and it delighted her almost as much as it caused the warmth deeper in to grow, even as he began to turn his attention to her back.

Using his forearms, he tugged on her uniform top so that only her arms were clad in it. With her so bound, he leaned forward and began to nuzzle the slender column of her neck, giving little pecks along her collar bone. There was no way that she'd mind though, as he was doing so much right for her that she felt perfect as putty in his hands. It would have been easy to free herself, but she didn't bother to think of that. The ride was much too good, and when the shirt was allowed to drop to the floor, she was content to let him press his cheek along the smooth line of her shoulder. Even as he did that though, he was unfastening her pants, and undoing her zipper. Then he fairly yanked her from that garment, and left it behind as they continued together.

By the time that she realized what he'd done, he'd laid her down upon his futon, and was sitting over her. The warmth of her need asked to be fanned, and he did not disappoint, as he undid his own shirt, tossing it off to the side along with his undershirt. That left his chest bare for her perusal, and he let her take advantage of that fact. Her fingertips slid along that tight flesh, and she found herself totally enthralled by the well muscled body that she was touching.

However, his back got more of her attention, as he leaned down and began to softly pull the bindings on her chest off of her body. Doing so allowed the full mounds of her breasts to be free of that constriction, and he seemed to feel a need to care for them. He massaged each one, with his fingers squeezing life into them in a manner that had her panting in response. The uppermost swells received close care as he stroked and pressed his face to them, even as he cupped her cleavage and hefted them possessively. Her nipples waited with aching need, and he did not abandon them, as he slid his tongue over each each hard tip, and suckled for long moments that sent shocks shooting to her innermost core.

Pulling back, he reached for his waistband, and unfastened his own pants, so that he could slip out of them and his underwear, allowing his manhood to rise in the free air. Ukyo's eyes bobbed at the sight of his rigid shaft, and she knew exactly where it would be going. But there was no fear of it, and he made certain that there would be none. Taking her hand, he wrapped it around the hard organ, and let her touch the most masculine part of him. His doing so shocked her for a moment, but then she slid her hand up and down the length of him, garnering a shuddering groan from his body.

She was so enthralled by his reaction, she didn't realise that he had a hand down her panties until she felt him touching her most intimate spot. His fingertips stroked against the folds of her womanhood, and her hips bucked upwards as his fingers dipped in between those slick petals. A long moan of pleasure passed by her lips, and she couldn't prevent herself from hunching down upon that wonderful hand cupping her mound.

The best was yet to come though, as he pulled off her panties in one motion, leaving her totally exposed. That didn't bother her, nor did the sight of him moving to kneel between her legs. Instead, she welcomed it with every fiber of her being, even as she felt anxiety over the threshold that she was about to cross. However, she didn't need to worry, as when he sank into her, she found any pain that she had was quickly shoved aside by complete pleasure. Her body tightened around his member, and his expression told her all she needed to know about his pleasure of being within her. Despite any inexperience she might have had with such matters, her body found the age old rhythm to respond to his thrusts into her with pushes back of her own, and their bodies quickly became quickly sweat slicked as they held each other both in their arms, and in their loins. His chest rolled her breasts against it, and their mouths met in a kiss that didn't have finesse, but had plenty of need behind it.

Release came with wings that raised her to levels that she never knew existed, and wished could go on forever on an instinctual level. Consciously, she knew nothing, save for the fact that this one moment was wonderous, and by his grunt as he came within her, her childhood love agreed.

It was exhausting though, and she found that she could barely move as he cuddled up to her, with the both of them still joined as only a man and woman could be. "Is it always that good, Ranchan?"

"I think it depends who ya are with, and how ya do it," he told her.

"I think why the others are so taken with it then."

"Really?"

"A girl could definitely get used to feeling like this."

He chuckled at the vehemence in her voice, and possessively stroked one of her breasts. "Guys could too. But ya know somethin'?"

"What?"

"Ya can feel like this a lot. If I wanna, I tell ya. If ya wanna, then just come ta me."

"Sure thing. Very sure thing," she said with feeling, and smiled as she lay her head against his shoulder while:

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(Posted Tue, 26 Apr 2005 06:54)


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