The Goddess Beauty Contest: Now THAT’S What I Call Sword-Dancing! (LEMON) [Episode 162427]

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Ranma pouted as he sat in the middle of the room, trying to hold the blanket of the futon up over his waist. “Of all the things he’s got stocked down here, he ain’t got any clothes!?”

“Don’t ask me, I’m as bewildered as you,” Eilistraee remarked.

Ranma frowned and looked away from Eilistraee... who was just as naked as well... “Can’t you hold anything up to cover yerself?”

“Not when you’re moving around like this,” the Drow woman told him. “I tried tying a sheet around myself but it comes loose too easily.”

The pigtailed martial artist blinked his eyes. “Wuh? Why?” Ranma then blushed as Eilistraee held up the towel to her chest. The length wasn’t enough to reach around her completely. The thing made a better wash-cloth than a sheet.

“See?” the dark-skinned Drow asked.

Bringing his head down, Ranma nodded rapidly. “Too well!” he shouted, hands trying to rustle some of the bed-sheets to one spot. “Can we talk about something else? Please!?”

”Fine then, what do YOU want to talk about Ranma?” the naked Drow goddess asked as she padded over to and sat close to him.

Ranma blushed as Eilistraee sat next to him. He turned his head, looking away. “So, yer a goddess, huh? Does that include ya being the goddess of eggs?”

“I’m the patron of the good-aligned Drow; those who wish to live in peace with the Realms above,” the Dark Elf goddess told him. “I am Eilistraee, the Dark Maiden and Lady of the Dance. I specialize in song, beauty, dance, sword-work, hunting and the light of the moon.”

Ranma nodded his head. “Sword-work? You can fight?”

Nodding her head, the Drow woman answered, “Of course I can.”

Ranma smiled, now into some comfortable ground. “Really? What style do ya use?”

“Drow sword-style, and I dabble with archery as most of my kind; both techniques of the darkness and the light,” Eilistraee told him, rather pleased he had a similar interest.

Ranma nodded his head. “No hand to hand?” he asked, his voice containing a small tone of disappointment.

“I know some dagger take-down moves akin to the close-quarters-combat moves the military special forces use,” the Drow told him before admitting, “… but I do not specialize in hand to hand.”

Ranma nodded his head. “Sounds like Krav Maga...”

“You are correct,” the Drow Goddess said as she nodded her head.

Ranma nodded his head. “Wow. You inspire that art then? Or was it something just... Well, natural that people think of?”

“I ‘might’ have had a hand in its creation,” she smirked mysteriously. He didn’t need to know she had no outlet into his dimension; she wasn’t a multi-planar deity, after all.

Smiling, Ranma was impressed. It may have been a weapons art, but it was closer to regular martial arts, which he was always for. “Now THAT is cool.”

“Why, thank you!” Eilistraee smiled with pride.

Ranma nodded his head... and frowned. Slowly turning to look back at Eilistraee, he chuckled nervously. “Would you believe I have nothing else I really have an idea of to talk about besides favorite food?”

“I’ve met dumber folk, so I’m not too shocked,” the Drow Goddess of Dancing remarked. Not haughtily, but still with a slight air of ‘yeah I’m a God, you’re a mortal, meh’ tone.

Ranma frowned a little, his own pride coming into the fray. “I ain’t dumb! Gullible, maybe, but I ain’t dumb!”

“Okay then,” Eilistraee said as she looked the mortal in the eyes. “Then what’s nine times nine?”

“It’s ninety-nine!” Ranma said quickly.

Shaking her head, the Drow smirked and told him, “Eighty-one. Ninety-nine is the answer to nine times eleven.”

Ranma blinked his eyes in surprise. “OH! Wait, you're right; I was trying to ADD nine into nine!” Ranma explained with a nervous chuckle as he scratched the back of his neck.

Staring at Ranma as if he’d grown another head, Eilistraee told the mathematically-challenged mortal, “Nine plus nine is eighteen...”

His eyes widening in shock, Ranma stared at Eilistraee. “...You serious?”

Slowly nodding her head, the Drow Goddess told Ranma, “Yes...”

Ranma blinked his eyes. “Well... Shit...” he cursed as his head dropped down in defeat...

...And down between Eilistraee’s breasts.

Ranma’s eyes went wide, and he was a deer caught in headlights as he realized his position.

The Drow’s dark skin went beet read. “HEY!” she screamed. “WATCH WHERE YOU LAND, PERVERT!”

“I-I’m sorry!” Ranma managed to shout out as Eilistraee pushed him back, causing him to fall off the futon and land on his back on the floor, his now visible member quite erect upon being freed from the sheets.

Eilistraee’s eyes went wide as she was unable to help but stare.

Ranma groaned as he slowly sat up, rubbing the back of his head. He’d hit the concrete floor harder than he’d have liked. “Oww...” he groaned in pain as he used his hand to continue to rub.

Meanwhile the Drow goddess was still staring at his piece, unable to look away for some reason.

After a few more moments, Ranma eased the pain in his skull to a bearable level. “Oww... Man, Eilistraee, you gotta...” he muttered, then blinked as he realized she wasn’t listening to him. Looking into her eyes, he looked down to see what she was staring at...

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” Ranma shouted as he stood up and turned around, hands going to his crotch.

Blinking her eyes, the Drow started blushing as she regained her cranial functions.“I, um... I... uh... er...”

Seeing Eilistraee stumble with words, Ranma again let out a sigh of defeat. “What is with ya goddesses anyway?” he asked, as if all goddesses were perverts... Then again, considering the majority of the one's he’d met so far WERE attuned to sex and/or beauty, he could be forgiven...

“I can’t help it, you’ve got a nice piece,” Eilistraee admitted as she leaned forward to glare at the mortal. “And the same can be said of you mortals! Perverts, all of you!”

“Hey, I ain’t no pervert!” Ranma shouted as he turned around to get into a verbal match with Eilistraee...

*WHAP*!

...And accidentally slapped her face with his member.

The Dark Elf of dancing blinked her eyes once...

Twice...

Thrice...

“...I stick by my statement,” Eilistraee deadpanned.

The pigtailed man’s eyes went wide as the repercussion of what just happened reached his mind. Ranma could only think of two words. “Oh” and “Shit”.

With the man before her frozen on the spot, the Drow smirked as an idea came to her. Reaching up, she grabbed his member and felt it in her grasp. “Hmmm... Pretty firm, I’d say someone’s lower brain is doing the thinking.”

Ranma’s eyes bugged out to the size of dinner-plates. “Duh-don’t do that!” he shouted in embarrassment.

“Why not?” she grinned evilly and squeezed it.

His eyes widening to their maximum, Ranma’s hands shot down and grabbed onto Eilistraee’s wrist. “P-please!” Ranma managed to sputter out. “Don’t!”

Smirking, the Drow rubbed the tip of his member with her finger.

Groaning, Ranma tried to pull the Drow’s hand off, which caused her to squeeze his member tighter in retaliation. “E-Eiliiiieee...”

“What? You can’t say this isn't good for you,” the Dark Elf goddess taunted as she began rubbing him more insistently.

A shiver went up Ranma’s spine as the black-skinned woman did that. She was right, it just felt good. “Cuh-carefuuullll...” Ranma managed to hiss out through clenched teeth.

“Careful? Of what?” she asked, as she started stroking both his member with one hand, while the other rubbed his nut-sack.

Ranma grit his teeth. “I... I could...” Ranma groaned as Eilistraee worked him over.

“Could what?” the Dark Elf teased, showing that she had some of her mother in her.

Rearing his head back, Ranma gave Eilistraee her answer. “AAAHHHHHH!” the pigtailed martial artist moaned out as his cock throbbed and SPURTED thick jet after jet of his white seed against the black skin of Eilistraee’s face.

Her eyes shut reflexively as she felt the warm, sticky fluid coat her face and across the top of her breasts. When she felt him stop cumming, the Drow opened her eyes and stared, not with revulsion, but with a gleam in her eyes that she had when she had been eating Bastet. Licking her lips, Eilistraee then licked the head of his cock, catching the cum that was dripping from there.

It took a few moments, the pigtailed man was practically in a state of shock from having his first orgasm. EVER. “Wuh-what are you doing?” he finally managed to choke out with a garbled breath.

Looking up at Ranma, Eilistraee just smirked. She then took the tip of his cock into her mouth with a loud sucking sound.

“AHH!” Ranma cried out. “Huh-hold on!” Ranma managed to gasp out and pulled back, his now slick cock managing to slide OUT of Eilistraee’s grip. Panting deeply to catch his breath he stared down at the woman. “What is WITH you!?”

Slowly, the Drow stood and softly padded towards him. “Oh...just feeling... frisky...”

“You... you made me...” Ranma was at a loss for words, and a loss at how to feel. What had just happened to him was unreal!

Eilistraee moved close, her breasts pressing into his chest. “You were hard. I just tried to take care of it.”

Blushing brightly, Ranma looked up into Eilistraee’s eyes. “I... Didn’t ask you to...” He said weakly.

Rolling her eyes, the Drow snorted in disbelief at his whining and told the mortal, “You didn’t protest very hard.”

Ranma sighed in defeat. That was true. “So you... want to... with me...?” he gulped and pointed to himself.

“If you want, I won’t force you,” she practically purred as she nuzzled his neck.

Blushing brightly, Ranma slowly, hesitantly, reached his arms out before wrapping them around her body and hugging her to him.

Smiling, the Drow returned the embrace, kissing his chin. “I don’t know why or how, but you woke something within me that I can’t suppress anymore.”

Blushing brighter, Ranma looked into Eilistraee’s eyes. He wasn’t sure HOW to answer that!

Softly smiling, Eilistraee kissed him fully on the lips.

Closing his eyes, Ranma slowly tightened the hug as he returned the kiss, feeling her lips against his.

Eilistraee smiled into the kiss. As they made out, she started rubbing her hands over his muscled backside, especially his ass.

Ranma gasped into the kiss as he felt Eilistraee grope him. Deciding to return the favor, his hands roamed down her expanse of black skin before settling on her firm butt.

The Drow ‘mmm’ed and kissed harder, her breasts pressing into his chest more, hard nipples poking against his skin.

Breaking the kiss, Ranma gasped, his member hardening once more and pressing against Eilistraee’s abdomen. “Um...” he floundered, not sure what to say. He was really feeling out of his element here.

Eilistraee pulled him with her until they were both over the futon and pulled him down atop of her, nuzzling his neck. “Touch me...”

“Oh... Okay...” Ranma said slowly, lifting his body up a little and looking down at Eilistraee’s face, her hair splayed all over the bed, a good deal of the strands which were still done in the French braid... and of course, her beautiful black-skinned breasts topped with dark purple nipples.

The Dancing Lady smiled and nodded her head slowly, letting him know he could touch anywhere.

Licking his lips, Ranma brought his right hand up to her left breast, feeling over the expanse of soft flesh. His thumb and index finger lightly pinched onto her dark purple-hued nipple. “Feels... nice...”

Shivering lightly as a chill went through her chest, Eilistraee agreed. “Mmm... Isn’t it?”

Ranma nodded his head and brought his left hand up to her right breast, feeling it as well. Licking his lips in anticipation, Ranma couldn’t help himself, as he began muzzling his face between her soft mammaries, smelling the scent of the sweat and that of her soft, ebony skin.

Moaning softly as the mortal was finding his way nicely around her body, Eilistraee arched her back at his touches. She had to admit, for someone who was a virgin, he was playing with her body acceptably.

Nuzzling his face into her breasts, Ranma moved his left hand so he could suckle on her right nipple. Not to be idle, his left hand moved down, feeling the side of her ass.

“Mmm, yess...” Eilistraee hissed in pleasure. “Like that... More...” she encouraged as he worked her breast

Ranma suckled harder on her right nipple as his left hand slipped between her butt and the futon, feeling her dark cheeks. His right hand started to gently twist her left nipple.

The Drow winced at the sensation, but enjoyed it. “Ngh... Getting bold, aren’t we?”

Ranma blushed. Taking his mouth off of her breast, he asked, “Ain’t I supposed to?”

“True enough...” Eilistraee agreed as she looked down at the man between her breasts. “Keep going.”

Ranma nodded his head again. He slowly moved his head up and stuck out his tongue, which he used to lick all about the surface area of her chest.

“Mmm... Ranma...” the Dark Elf sighed in contented bliss.

Taking his tongue back into his mouth for moisture, Ranma had to lick his lips. “You...” Ranma wasn’t sure how to describe it. “You taste... great.”

Okay, not the greatest compliment, but he WAS trying.

“Well, try tasting down there... I’m sure it tastes better,” Eilistraee gave him a wink for encouragement.

Blinking his eyes once, twice, Ranma has to ask the Drow, “Down where? Yer belly-button?” he really was missing the point.

“Between my legs, numb-nuts,” Eilistraee spread them for emphasis. Bringing her left arm back to balance herself to a sitting position, the Drow reached down with her right hand and spreads her pussy-lips to further show him where she wanted his tongue.

Blushing brightly, Ranma licked his lips, a small sheen of sweat appearing on his brow from nervousness. Slowly, he moved down her body and saw...

“Hey!” Ranma spoke up in surprise. “It’s pink!”

Her eye twitched in irritation. “No shit...” was the Drow’s sour reply.

Ranma winced as the Drow Goddess started to become annoyed at him. “Sorry... It’s just, besides your hair, your whole body is this beautiful black...” he said honestly as he brought his thumb to feel her slit, lightly spreading her folds on his own and getting a look. He then slowly stuck out his tongue and licked at the soft pinkness.

Closing her eyes, Eilistraee ‘mmm’ed and rolled her head back. “That’s it... lick me there.”

Ranma didn’t need to be told twice. “You... taste good...” he said for the second time since this encounter started and started licking more, delving his tongue into her soft pinkness and licking for the sweet nectar that he could feel coming from her.

The shocks of pleasure gently flittering up her spine with each lick, Eilistraee continued to gently moan in delight and urged him on.

Ranma smiled as he licked all about the pinkness, loving the taste he was getting. He then blinked his eyes in surprise as he came across a little nub at the top of the slit between the folds. “Wait, didn’t Eilistraee do something to this?” he thought as he remembered yesterday’s events and how she treated Bastet. Smiling, he deliberately licked at the soft, pink nub.

“AHH!” The Drow’s eyes widened and her tongue hung out of her mouth for a second. “Oooh yeah! That’s it! Lick that more!” she squealed in delight as her mortal lover started to get the hang of cunnilingus.

Doing as told, Ranma used his tongue to press down on Eilistraee’s clit... He frowned as she wiggled her hips so he brought his hands up to grab the sides of her ass. Holding her steady, he started licking at the soft pink nub with a vengeance!

“Ngguuh! Ahhh yes! Yes, yes, yes, YESSSSS!” she bucked her hips against his face, or tried but it wasn’t easy with his firm grip holding her down.

Smirking, Ranma knew he had Eilistraee. Taking his tongue off, he looked up into the woman’s eyes. Grinning mischievously, he opened his mouth and then BIT down on the little nub.

“Oh fuuuUUUUUUCK!” the Drow goddess cried out, her eyes going wide suddenly as she then screamed louder in mid-cry, Ranma’s face becoming awash in clear-yet thick sticky fluids that gushed out o the Drow’s convulsing pussy.

Allowing his teeth to let go of the nub, Ranma was surprised. Licking his lips with his tongue, he smiled at the salty-sweet, rather tangy taste. Looking at the black-skinned woman’s soaked sex, he dove into it like a meal, licking fast!

Eilistraee moaned happily. Still soaking in the post-orgasm glow, she felt Ranma’s insistent tongue working her over. “Shit... For a naïve virgin, he’s pretty good...” the Drow couldn’t help but admit to herself.

Ranma smiled and kept on licking until he had the woman’s sex rather clean. “Mmm... That was good...” he said in praise as he slowly climbed back up her body. Looking Eilistraee in the eyes, his nose made contact with hers. “Thank you,” he said honestly before initiating a kiss with the black-skinned woman.

The Drow kissed him back happily. Wrapping her arms around him tightly, she became bolder, her tongue snaking past his lips and dominating his own as she flipped their positions and had him on his back. Her hips teasingly grinding against his cock, her slick, slit dragging across him.

Ranma moaned loudly into the kiss as his body responded just as the goddess wanted. His cock twitching and becoming erect as her folds had it pressed down and bent back against his body, unable to enter.

Smirking at Ranma’s reactions, Eilistraee brought her head down and licked his neck. “Do you want it?” she asked in a teasing voice.

“P-please,” Ranma asked, his arms being pinned by the wrists as Eilistraee had her hands around and held them down, showing him just what kind of strength she had. He was effectively at the woman’s mercy.

“Please ‘what’?” The Drow teased, still rubbing her folds against the underside of his sandwiched cock.

“Puh-please!” Ranma sputtered out, moaning as the Drow rubbed atop his cock in such a delight torturous way. He had to gulp as his vision was filled with the sight of her breasts just hanging over him. “C-can we please have... sex?” Ranma whispered out the last word, blushing quite a bit. He wanted it, but he was still so unused to these sorts of situations.

“Hmm... I guess we can,” she replied. Magically keeping his wrists pinned, Eilistraee sat up to straddle him. Taking a hold of his cock with one hand, she held it so that the tip was barely brushing against her pussy-lips. After fixing him a saucy grin, she dropped down, the entire shaft filling her hot vessel instantly.

The Goddess let out a yelp that became a loud satisfied moan. Being Divine, she could shift magic to keep her from experiencing the pain of her hymen being torn, (a benefit many mortal woman would envy). She ground herself onto the hot cock nestled inside her cunt; if just the sensation of the initial penetration was this good, she could see why Bastet and other goddesses of the flesh were addicted to it. “Mmmm... Nice and filling.”

His eyes going wide, Ranma wanted to gasp out, to say something, but his voice was stuck in his throat. He couldn’t believe it. He was having SEX! And with a very beautiful and exotic woman too! The feel of her tight folds just caressing his member were beyond words!

“Now the fun begins,” the Drow smiled and started to slide up. Ranma’s cock made a visible show slipping from her pussy before she slammed back down onto him.

“AH!” Ranma gasped out, finally able to catch his breath. He tried to sit up, but still found his wrists were somehow kept to the floor tightly.

“Nuh-uh... You lay back and enjoy it,” Eilistraee smiled, her body sliding up and down, fastening in pace until she was bouncing on his pole with ease. “Mmmm... Fuck, this feels grrreat... Don’t know why I didn’t get laid centuries ago.”

Ranma moaned, unable to do much else as the dark-skinned Drow goddess continued to ride his little stallion as if she were at a rodeo, grinding her hips back and forth as she went up and down on it.

Slowly tracing her fingernails over his nipples, Eilistraee smirked as she felt them harden. “Hmm... Like that, don’t you?” she pinched one of his nipples sweetly.

“AAH!” Ranma gasped as she felt her pinch his right nipple tightly between her fingernails as she just stabbed the other one little with a fingernail. All the while, she rode on his cock harder and faster. “Y-yes!” he gasped out, before moaning as she twisted both of them slowly.

“Mmm-hmm...” Letting go of Ranma’s nipples, Eilistraee then brought her hands up to cup her own breasts and played with them in a teasing display. She hefted one up and licks a purple-tinted nipple.

Licking his lips at the sight, Ranma groaned in a pain pleasure as this whole experience was making a knot of tension well up at the base of his stomach, one which was getting larger by the second.

Sensing her lover’s orgasm was around the corner, as was her second one, the Drow bounced herself up and down faster, panting loudly. “Come on... Cum now... Shoot that load in my cunt, Ranma. Give me your seed!” she demanded in a passionate throaty cry as her cunt tightened and dragged its folds along his cock demandingly.

“Oh, Oh kamiii...” Ranma hissed out as the woman was giving him no other option BUT to give in. Leaning his head back to the floor, his body arched a little as he went over the edge. Moaning loudly, his cock spasmed and throbbed inside Eilistraee’s cunt with each burst of his thick, creamy seed.

The feeling of Ranma’s hot cum filling her sent the Drow goddess over the edge. She cried out loudly like a soul in rapture, her cunt clamping tightly on his cock and spasming, dragging over the spurting cock, coaxing and milking it for more seed.

Finally, when it was over, Eilistraee collapsed on top of Ranma, both shivering and fighting for breath. The Drow goddess shivered in post-orgasm delight. “Oooh... That was mind-blowing...”

Panting for breath, Ranma looked over at the Drow goddess, staring her in the eyes. Slowly, a grin came to his face. “That. Was. Incredible,” he chuckled a little, completely in awe of what happened.

Eilistraee nodded her head in agreement, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Hmm... That it was. But I have a few other ideas,” she climbed off of her lover slowly. When his cock slide out, Ranma was treated to the sight of his cum leaking out of her pussy. Uncaring she was leaking, the Drow walked off for a moment.

It was then that Ranma could feel his bonds vanish, giving him control of his wrists again. Sitting up, Ranma sighed in relief and rubbed his wrists. “Thanks...” Ranma said, although to what he wasn’t really saying. Still, he was watching what the Drow was doing, curious as to what she had in mind.

She walked over after getting something, keeping it behind her back. “Okay, close your eyes until I say to open them.”

Ranma was curious, but didn’t say anything. He closed his eyes, hoping Eilistraee wasn’t going to be dominant again.

“Okay now open them,” Eilistraee tells him.

Ranma slowly opened his eyes to see the Drow Goddess was holding out a bottle before him a label which read. ‘Yoshinol’. “Drink some,” she told him. “This will give you a boost.”

Ranma blinked his eyes. He accepted the drink from the goddess and took it. Drinking it down, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Tastes like blurple berry...”

“It does,” she counted on her fingers, waiting for the effects to take hold. She already drank some for herself to give her an equal boost

Ranma raised an eyebrow. “What’s with the fingers Eili-STRAAY!?” he shouted as he felt a rush of power through him, his cock springing to life once again, painfully erect.

The Drow goddess of sword and dancing grinned and laid back on the futon, her legs spread. “Oooh Ran~maaaaaa...” she called to him in a musically-inclined tone of voice. “Put some of that rigid steel in here.”

Grinning, Ranma did as told, getting between her legs. Smirking a little, he looked down into Eilistraee’s eyes. “Thank you,” he said to her again as he slowly slid his thick and meaty cock into her folds once again, loving the feel of her insides.

“Mmmm, you can thank me by giving me a series of mind-blowing orgasms... You’re in charge for the first two rounds, big boy,” she cooed.

Ranma smiled. “Is that so?” he smirked evilly as he placed his hands on her knees to balance himself. He rubbed the head of his member at her folds slowly before SLAMMING his cock at the way in. “Oooh yeah!” he moaned happily, grinding his hips inside of her Drow cunny.

“Ughh! Oh yeah, gimme that cock!” Eilistraee moaned in delight as she was filled with Ranma’s thick organ.

Smirking, Ranma did as told, slamming his cock back and forth in her cunny hard, riding her womanhood like she had been riding his cock not even a few moments ago.

The Drow goddess was in a state of pure bliss, rolling her head back and forth, her slender legs wrapping around his waist, urging him on.

Ranma smiled as her legs were wrapped around his waist. He continued to slam his member back and forth in her folds harder and faster, hands sliding up her body and gently caressing her breasts.

Rearing her head back, Eilistraee moaned in delight. “For someone who was a virgin awhile ago, you’ve gotten good... must be your martial-arts skills...” she cooed as her pigtailed lover continued to give it to her.

Ranma smirked. “Maybe, just maybe...” Grinning, he returned the earlier favor by pinching her nipples and pulling the nubs towards him as he thrust into her, grinding hips around inside of her folds.

“OOOH! Oh, oh yeaaaaah!” the Drow arched her back, a small but potent orgasm spasming from her folds, tightening around his cock

Grunting, Ranma had to give in, speeding up his thrusts to get himself off to a quick orgasm, jetting off small load after load of his cum inside of her Drow womb.

The Drow played with her own breasts, reveling in the pleasure. “This is great...” Eilistraee thought happily. “I’m surprised Bastet’s ‘nookie-sense’ hasn’t brought her out of the bathroom yet.”

The Drow was then surprised as Ranma pulled out of her, disrupting both their orgasms, and causing fluids to spray about for a moment. Standing up slowly, the human said nothing and went to searching amongst the storage items.

Blinking her eyes, the Drow sat up on her elbows, raising an eyebrow. “What’re you doing?”

After a few moments of silence, the pigtailed martial artist found what he was looking for. Grinning, Ranma turned back to face Eilistraee, holding some rope. “Shibari?” Ranma offered.

The Drow eyed the rope. "I don't know, never really tried anything of that kink," she admitted, but smiled softly. “But what the hell, I did say you had two-rounds of control.”

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