Ranma - Let's Fuck 4 "A list?" Walking home after their first day of school since summer vacation, Ranma looked over at Akane in surprise. "A list of people we can...?" "We can fuck, yeah," Akane nodded thoughtfully as she walked along underneath him, taking the more traditional road rather than Ranma's preferred choice of the chain-link fencetop. "So that we don't accidentally hurt each other," she explained. Ranma wasn't entirely sure about that. "Uhm...wouldn't it hurt you to see me doing that with someone else anyways though?" he wondered. Long experience with Akane had taught him that her strongest emotion was jealousy, and this sudden, casual suggestion that he perhaps go and...fuck, as she put it...other girls was only slightly less surprising that her initial come-on had been. And her immediate negative shake of the head was about the third most surprising thing that he'd even seen. "Not necessarily," she smiled up at him. "I didn't get jealous when you touched Ukyou's butt, did I?" "Hey! She moved my hand there!" Ranma protested...and it was true, she had taken the initiative earlier in the day. He had been too paralysed with the thought that maybe he COULD enjoy her to even move to do anything about it. Even so, just the memory of that warm, soft (and pantyless!) bottom underneath the thin fabric of her boy's uniform pants...."B...but you were angry!" Akane sighed and shook her head. "Not angry," she corrected him. "Upset maybe. Disappointed. But not angry, and definitely not jealous!" Ranma was confused. "But...if you weren't jealous then why were you... upset?" Every new day with this sexual relationship made Ranma feel more and more out of his league...something the fiercely competitive boy was not at all used to. A sigh, and chuckle, and an upturned grin. "Cause you didn't DO anything! You were so worried about upsetting me that you froze! You didn't let yourself enjoy it!" she exclaimed, though her eyes were smiling. And again, her mind thought, as Ranma paused in mid-step on the fence, only years of ingrained training letting him keep his balance instinctively. "You're really way too tense, Ranma," she sighed, looking up at him in his frozen posture. This would take a few minutes. At least the evening air was warm, and there was no rush to get home. "Alright, Akane, I want to know what happened to you," Ranma demanded as he dropped down to where she was sitting several minutes later. "A month ago you would have broken my neck if I'd so much as LOOKED at Ucchan's butt...and now you're upset that I didn't touch MORE of it? Or do even more?" His voice was utterly incredulous, almost angry at how much he didn't understand what was going on. "Akane, I'm really lost here...what's goin' on?" Akane waited until he had finished, and then, quite calmly said, "I just grew up is all." She knew before she said this that it wasn't going to work for him, but it was the best starting place that she could think of. "I just figured out there there's no good reason that I should be jealous all the time. After all, you love me, right?" Ranma opened his mouth...and then paused. Despite everything they'd done, and numerous professation of love afterwards, this was a totally different feeling...and even though he DID, it still wasn't easy to say. He was grateful, then, that she didn't start glowering when he didn't answer immediately. "I...uh...yeah, I do," he said lamely. "I do love you," he added, much more strongly, making Akane smile. "And I love you, Ranma," she said, and after glancing up and down the street to make sure noone was around, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "And I've come to realize that I have...and that you have, for a long time. And that no matter what the others do, or have tried to do, nothing's changed that, right?" Ranma thought about it...and then shook his head. "If fact," Akane continued, "I know I wouldn't love you as much if it hadn't been FOR them...for letting me see all different kinds of you, bad and good. So it's really thanks to them that I ever went into your room that day and took off my clothes." Ranma blushed and nodded. "Er...okay," he conceded the point, "But..." A finger pressed against his lips. "I'm not finished yet," Akane stopped him, mid-protestation. "I know that before and now are really different things...this is a whole lot...stronger, more powerful," she said, speaking half to herself as she sorted the thoughts out loud for the first time. "But I think that we're strong enough to handle it! And...I want to challenge it! I want to prove that our love is stronger than anything else!" It was somewhat unnerving, hearing Akane suddenly sounding like the heroine from a girl's manga, and if the very nature of the conversation hadn't been so weird to begin with, Ranma surely would have said something scathing about it. Instead, he just nodded thoughtfully. "Well...I guess so..." he nodded, warming up to the idea. In his heart (and more particularly his loins), Ranma knew that he would very much like to take Ukyou (and Shampoo) up on her (their) offer, and Akane's analogy of a challenge made it much easier for him to accept the idea. Akane laughed lightly at him. She had known that the idea of a challenge would be the most likely to get through to him. "And...well, there's more," she added, trying to catch him before he got too lost in erotic daydreams. He started and looked over at her. "Well...they're our friends too," she pointed out. "Rivals, sure, but can you imagine life without them?" Ranma had to shake his head no...after the length of time and the adventures they had had together, they were as much a part of his life as Akane was. "And if we shut them out of our lives now...they'd drift away." "Yeah...but that might be for the best," Ranma said, the old way of thinking dying hard within the boy. "I mean...there's always the chance..." He was very surprised then, when Akane laughed. "Ranma Saotome, denying a challenge?!" she laughed out loud at him, causing some distant passerbys to glance down their narrow street before carrying on. "I can't believe it!" Ranma just glared crossly at her, waiting for her to finish before he answered her. "Maybe I am," he admitted, face reddening slightly, but refusing to back down or look away from her. "Akane, you're too important to me to gamble like tha-mmmpfs!" His words were cut short as Akane leaned forwards and, heedless this time of who might be watching them, pressed her lips firmly against his. When she pulled back her eyes were shining with tears, but her mouth was wide in a smile. "Baaaka!" she taunted him, poking him in the chest and turning to start the walk home. The turning point had been passed...Ranma just didn't know it yet. "Now I know we won't fail," she smiled over at him, as he hastened to catch up to her. "It's up to you Ranma..I've decided but if you're not going to be comfortable with it..." For once, Ranma had understood what Akane meant when she had kissed him, and so at last he thought he understood her thinking. Now, it seemed it was up to him. Once again, he was aware of his member stiffening as he thought about it...Ukyou's trim, atheletic body, taller but slimmer than Akane's...Shampoo's compact, voluptuous curves, feeling so soft as they pressed against his skin... even Kodachi's tightly muscled body wrapped acrobatically around his, Ryouga's... He stopped. "Ryouga!" he gasped out loud. Akane paused, looking about, clearly thinking that he had seen the boy. Ranma shook his head..."No...I mean...Ryouga..and Mousse too. Kunou!" Spots swam before his eyes as he thought about their bodies now, naked, Akane, kneeling before them...bathed in their seed, eyes closed in rapture.... As disturbing as these images were to him, the effect that they were having on him was even more disturbing. "Akane...I..." She stepped up to him and put her hand lightly on his chest. "See?" she smiled up at the boy. "Now you know how I felt when I saw you and Ukyou on the roof today," she smiled. "It didn't make me upset at all...she's your friend, Ranma...just like I am! And if it makes both of you two happy, who am I to complain or protest?" Ranma sighed...she was right, there was no getting around it, but..."But why?" he had to know. "Why doesn't everyone feel like this? Why does it seem so natural for me to accept you fucking Ryouga? Everyone else..." "Who cares about anyone else?" Akane cut across him sharply. "This is us, Ranma, this is our decision, not anyone elses...well, I guess if we ask anyone it's their decision, but only then," she added after thinking about it. "And I think really, it's just for a few special cases...what if Hiroshi tried me? Or Daisuke?" "I'd rip both of their heads off," Ranma said without a second though, and then stood with his mouth agape, surprised at how readily he answered her question. In turn, Akane nodded, no surprise on her face at all. "Exactly!" she beamed up at him. "Not that I'd ever LET them.." she added, making a face. "What if Sayuri tried to come onto you?" Once again, Ranma made a face of disgust. "Ugh...no way," he said flatly, shaking his head as comprehension and relief mixed in his face. "Alright...I give in," he smiled down at Akane. "As usual...you're right about this kinda stuff, and I'm wrong." She shook her head. "Not wrong," she corrected him. "It's just that, even though I always thought you were a pervert, you're really very innocent," she chuckled, patting his arm. "It's really very sweet!" she added when he started to look worried..."And it's really not like I'm much better," she added..."But girls have dirtier minds than guys." "I guess so," Ranma sighed, but he was smiling now. "My mind doesn't change so I've never noticed..." Akane just smiled at him as they made their way the rest of the way home. After dinner, Akane had once again brought up the idea of making a list, and this time Ranma was more agreeable to it. And so, later that night, with their fathers watching TV downstairs with Kasumi, and Nabiki in her room doing her homework, Ranma knocked on Akane's door, list in hand. She smiled up at him when he came in. "Nice timing," she chuckled, holding up the piece of paper she'd been working on. "I just finished mine!" With some concern, Ranma noticed that her list was quite a bit longer than hers. "Uhhh...here's mine.." he began, slowly handing his own short list over to hers. "It's kinda shorter than yours though..." he mumbled, not sure how Akane would react if it was completely lopsided in his favour. But she didn't seem upset as she persued it, merely nodding her head as she went along. "Ryouga, Mousse, of course.." she murmered under her breath, sitting back in her chair as she runs her finger down the list. "Kunou-sempai...Gosunkugi? Really?" She blinked in surprise as she looked up at him, and he gave a weak sort of shrug. "That's unusual...I bit he is too..." she grinned a bit. "Sanzenin...probably not that good, but certainly not repulsive to think about," she said with a faint grin. "Toufuu-sensei...that would be wonderful!...but I doubt he'd do it...Shinosuke, mmm-hmmm..." She suddenly looked up at him, a frown creasing her forehead."Ranma, these are all boys!" Ranma blinked in surprise. "Huh? Of course they're all boys!" he protested. "What, did you expect me to put girls on there too?" When Akane didn't answer, but continued staring at him with that little frown, Ranma suddenly had a revalation. "Wa..wait! You DID expect girls on there?" Ranma's mouth hang open in shock. "You...like...?" With a sigh, Akane picked up the cup of water sitting on the table beside her, and gave it a quick heave towards him. "Hey, wai---ack!!!" Ranma sputtered as the cool water splashed over her, and the familiar change in body and voice happened. "What're you playing a...oh!" she gasped, face going nearly as red as her hair as Akane's meaning dawned on her. "Er...right!" she blushed, and reached out her hand for the list. "Lemme fix that." Akane just grinned as she gave the list and a pen back to Ranma, who hastily started scribbling names...the list growing rapidly longer as she worked at it. "Until you came along I'd never really thought about it," she spoke as Ranma wrote, "but once I started to feel for you, I had to consider it, didn't I?" she smiled. "I know that you'd rather NOT have this curse," she noted, "But since it looks like it'll be staying around for awhile, I'd better be prepared for ALL eventualities, hadn't I?" Ranma nodded as she wrote. It was something that had never occurred to her...the thought and experience of making love to Akane as a boy had occupied quite enough of her thinking in those terms to date. But as she wrote, she realized that she was also aroused by the thought...her nipples poking stiffly against the now-tight fabric of her Chinese shirt, and a familiar moistening between her legs. She had experimented briefly with her feminine side early on, and was familiar with the feelings, but for the most part her time as a girl wasn't spent in the sort of situations that brought dirty thoughts to mind, so it was a very underdeveloped part of her experience. But she couldn't think about it for too much longer now, as she finished off her revised list, and handed it to Akane. "Alright...here," she smiled. Akane looked much happier as she looked at the list Ranma gave her, which was now much closer to her own in length. "Ukyou, Shampoo, Kodachi, Azusa..." she murmered, finger tracing down the list. "Tsubasa...Ranma, that's a boy, remember?" she pointed out to Ranma, and laughing at the look of surprise on his face. "I see you don't...Ling-Ling and Ran-Ran, Pink and Link...well this is pretty wide open!" she grinned as she looked at him and her his list down on her desk. "Alright, now mine," she smiled, and handed him her copy. As expected, the first few names on the list were the same girls that she had immediately thought about...Ukyou, Shampoo, Kodachi, and Azusa. Mariko... she had to ransack her mind for a moment to recall the cheerleader girl. "Oh yeah, her.." Ranma nodded. "Actually, if you want to put her on your own list.." she said absently, picturing an entirely different type of cheerleading meet while Akane made the note on her list. The next name made her pause though. "Hinako-sensei!?" When Akane nodded cheerfully, Ranma goggled. "Are you nuts? She's totally crazy!" Ranma said, eyes still popping out as she looked down at the list. "I mean, yeah she's HOT in her big body, but what if she ran out of energy partway through?" "Lolicon?" Akane suggested, which made Ranma toss her a scathing look. "Oh don't look at me like that," Akane said shortly. "It's a list of who you CAN, not who you have to." Ranma grumbled.."I suppose.." she shrugged, and, despite her earlier objections, found herself thinking of her beautiful homeroom teacher in her negligee. Well, maybe...but then her eyes goggled right out of her head. "Huh!?" Wordlessly, she held the list up to Akane, fingers pointing to the pair of names written below. To which the girl just shrugged and smiled. "They both think the world of you, Ranma," she smiled gently, "and if they hadn't been so quick off the mark when father told us about you, you might already have one of them," she pointed out. "Actually, even though this is a CAN list, I think that out of anyone you maybe SHOULD with them...father would accept an heir any way he could get it!" Ranma swallowed, and felt her breasts and sex getting more aroused as she contemplated Akane's older sisters. Kasumi's round, gentle body...Nabiki's slimmer, trimmer figure...Kasumi's gentleness, Nabiki's lighting-sharp wits and tongue...unconsciously she squirmed on her chair, as aroused by Akane's encouragement as anything else. "Uhm...alright," she finally gave in. But there were still names on the list...and that was most of the girls that they knew. "Uh." "Uh?" "Uh....huh....uh.....are you SERIOUS?" Akane laughed at the force of Ranma's reaction...not that it was entirely unexpected. "VERY," she said firmly, despite her laughter, and gave her female fiancee a smile. "You and Ryouga definitely need that next step in your relationship. Just like me and Shampoo and Ukyou do." Ranma's brain reeled as she thought about it. "You mean...er...like this, right?" she asked weakly, gesturing to her body, and looking relieved when Akane nodded. That might not be too extreme. But when Akane then added, "And as a boy," she went faint again. "Bu...but I...I'm...not..." Akane rapped her knee sharply. "Hey!" she scolded him, eyes flaring angrily and snapping Ranma back into the present. "Neither am I I'll have you know, and yet you sure didn't waste any time writing girls names down there for me!" Ranma couldn't protest that, but somehow in her mind it was different... wasn't it? Akane went on. "So all's fair. You don't HAVE to.." she said, though the tone of her voice suggested disappointment if he didn't..."But don't get shocked that I suggested it, alright?" "You suggested girls too.." Ranma grumbled under her breath, but when Akane's brows narrowed again, she quickly held up her hands. "Alright, alright! I'll think about it and I'll keep my mouth shut!" she exclaimed. "It's just... kinda...a big thing for me...with my mom and all.." she added with a little bit of a quiver. "Yeah, I thought about that," Akane nodded, smiling in satisfaction as she settled back in her chair.."But since she knows about your girl side, I don't think it'll be THAT much of a problem. Besides, most of the samurai did it, and what's more manly than a samurai?" Ranma sighed and nodded..and folding the list up, put it on the table beside the one he had written. "Alright," she said, taking a deep breath which pushed her breasts against the fabric of her shirt, and letting it, and the tension that had built up during the day go in one powerful exhalation. "What a weird day.." the red-headed girl smiled at the dark-haired one, who smiled back in return. "Very weird," she smiled. "And high time that we worked off some of that stress," she smiled, as she reached behind her and started to undo the bow on the schooldress she was still wearing. "Since you're already changed, and I've been meaning to do this for awhile...wanna do it girl-girl style?" Ranma smiled..."Yeah, I think I do," she laughed...surprising herself at how readily she accepted the suggestion, as her hands made their way to her shirt and started to rapidly unfasten the ties to let her breasts spring free. "C'mere and suck my tits, bitch," she said teasingly as Akane shrugged her shoulders and let the pale blue dress fall down around her waist. "Oooh, yes Mistress!" Akane giggled as she quickly slid forwards, off of her chair and onto her knees, her dress falling off of her legs and leaving only her shirt-tails hanging down around her ass and pussy as she eagerly pressed her face between Ranma's large breasts and kissed the sideswells noisily. "Hmmmmm...they're so soft and warm she laughed lightly, lapping her tongue across one warm swell as Ranma's matching laugh turned into a soft sigh. "Ooooh...that feels so nice," Ranma sighed as she felt the warm, wet trace of Akane's tongue licking it's way outwards and downwards from the top of her cleavage to encircle one protruding, rubbery-stiff nipple, making her breath catch. "A...ahhh!" she moaned, the feeling of a mouth surrounding that little fleshy bundle of nerves making it's mate stand out even harder. "Oh that feels...." Akane's hand quickly rose up to give attention to that other pebbly point, finger and thumb finding, trapping, and squeezing the nipple as lips and tongue pressured and flickered over the other, pinching one while relaxing on the other, sucking that one while her fingers took a break from their rolling and squeezing. Ranma's hands, meantime, were busy divesting herself of her blouse and with a few wriggles which Akane eagerly assisted with, divesting herself of her trousers and boxers as well, leaving her red-furred sex dripping nakedly onto the seat where she sat. "Oh Mistress.." Akane purred, her hand finding it's way up from where Ranma's pants where bundled about her ankles to touch that oily patch between her legs, making the redhead squeal and jump. Akane pinched and bit into the nipples she hand in her grasp firmly to keep Ranma under control...making her quiver and moan in pleasure. "Your pussy is so wet..." she mumbled around the mouthful of tit... Ranma rolled her head back, unable to speak with the new sensations flooding her body. She had masturbated only a couple of times before with her female body, but the sensations had been nothing like this, nothing so powerful as Akane's mouth on her tit, hands on cunt and breast, mashing, squeezing, poking, prodding, pulling and spreading. Lewdly she spread her legs on the seat, thrusting her hips out at Akane's hands, begging her to thrust those fingers deeply inside of her, to feel her body up, to fill it up, to give the satisfaction and release she craved. Akane was calling her Mistress even... surely she had to submit to Ranma's desires....but Akane just laughed, taking her hands and mouth off of her lover, taking Ranma's hands and guiding them behind her back, behind the chair, crossing her wrists... "Don't move Mistress.." Akane breathed as she left Ranma sitting there, wrists crossed but unbound behind her back, using her own hands to spread Ranma's legs further apart, eyes gazing hungrily down at the pussy in front of her. "Ranma...Mistress.." she gasped, voice thick with passion.."I've never done this...it might not be very good...but I have to.." she moaned, before diving downwards, burying her head between Ranma's legs and sucking greedily at the pussy presented before her. Ranma let out a piercing, feminine cry that echoed throughout the whole house at the first touch of Akane's (or anyones) lips on her vagina, her secretions already pooling on the chair underneath as Akane's tongue delved greedily withing to lap at them from the source, passion and energy making up for a lack of technique as she just tried to burrow her head into Ranma's furry red sex. Ranma squealed and bucked, noisily but wordlessly as she ground her hips again's Akane's face, the pressure of the girl's nose and forehead on her clit and pubic bone sending delicious vibrations, amplified by the loud moaning of the mouth on her canal all through her body, making her breasts ache to be touched, her hands flexing as if wanting to go there and touch them, but holding still, unable to move despite the lack of bonds. Akane ate the pussy in front of her like it was her last meal, heedless of Ranma's pain or pleasure as she used lips and tongue and teeth on the most tender parts of her lovers body, simply dying now, after wondering for so long what it would be like, to explore every bit of it at the same time. Her hands clutched Ranma's ass, digging deep red grooves in it with her fingernails as she ate her Mistress's pussy like a starving man on a meal, whimpering, craving the taste of the sweet juices that spilled out, barely even noticing or realizing that, as she ate with such fury her lover's legs suddenly clamped about her head and Ranma cried out her feminine pleasure, the first female orgasm delivered by another's hand...and mouth. But not the last, as Akane continued her relentless assult on Ranma's womanhood. Ranma came again, and again, each time coming with shorter pauses between the orgasms, until she felt like she was about to shake apart, so powerful were the convulsions within her. That was when the bond was broken, and Ranma's hands snapped free from their imaginary ties, swinging forwards to roughly shove Akane away from her, sending the girl sprawling over the floor while Ranma caught her breath on long, heaving pants. By the time she recovered, Akane was naked, crouched on all fours on the ground, her forehead pressing lightly against Ranma's foot. "Forgive me Mistress.." Akane moaned, the juices dripping down her legs in passion as she begged Ranma for forgiveness..."I got carried away...I didn't realize..." "Silence," Ranma said, her voice sounding more normal now, though certainly more sultry than usual, as she let her toes curl upwards slightly in an invitation for a caress from Akane's tongue. "You were careless and must be punished..." she said, lazily, as Akane eagerly sucked upon her toes. "Get up onto the bed on all fours and I'll give you a good spanking to remind you," she ordered. Akane quickly obeyed, springing up onto the bed in a single motion and presenting her haunches to Ranma as the red-haired girl stood up and walked easily over to stand by the bed. With a lazily powerful swing, her hand slapped Akane's backside noisly. "Twenty blows should do it," she said easily as her hand rose and fell, smacking the tender bottom underneath her and rapidly reddening it..."And then when I'm finished you can show everyone your red bottom to let them know what a naughty girl you were," she added. Akane groaned and dropped her head as Ranma added the exposure to her punishment, further humiliating her...but she didn't dare (nor did she want to!) object, merely nodding her head in meek submission like a good girl. Ranma spanked hard...and twenty blows were more than enough to sent a low fire burning throughout her bottom...but when she had finished with the punishment, Ranma held her down lightly. "Not quite yet.." she murmered..."There's one more thing to do before you go show your family..." she smiled, slipping a finger inwards, pressing it into Akane's sex and rocking it back and forth slowly. She was so wet it took no pressure at all for one finger to slide into her...and adding a second was no trouble at all for Ranma's delicate female fingers, slipping in and out of her lover's sex with ease, the wet, erotic sounds echoing in the room. "We have to work here too.." Ranma murmered, as she pressed her thumb against Akane's anus, making the punished girl nod in eager agreement, even as it popped through the sweat-slicked ring of muscle and made her groan. "Noone else if going to fuck you before I have this ass," Ranma smiled. Too far gone in pleasure to answer coherently, Akane just rocked back and forth against Ranma's fingers, which started to pump more and more fiercely against her. "Let's see if we can make you squirt again.." Ranma panted, two fingers pounding down and into the slippery vagina, moving so fast that her thum was forced to pop out of Akane's ass, and Ranma's non-fucking hand had to hold the girl down firmly at the small of the back. Akane squealed as the finger- fuck intensified...Ranma had only done this violent stimulation a couple of times, and her body still wasn't entirely used to the sensation...although she rather doubted that she would EVER be used to such intense pleasure coursing through her body from such a tiny, tender opening. But as Ranma's pace increased, so did her thrashing and the intensity of her squeals...everyone in the house was listening by the time she screamed her climax out and Ranma jerked his hand rapidly away to give the spurting juices ejaculated from her cunthole room to fly all over the blankets. So powerful was the orgasm that when it ended, and her limbs were free to relax, Akane simply fell flat onto her face, unable to move or even speak, until she felt Ranma give her rump several more hard, short swats. "That about does it, bitch," Ranma smiled lovingly down at her fiancee. "Now you go down there and tell your folks just what a bad girl you were. And when you're finished with that...well...maybe you can be bad again," she winked. "Maaaaaybe.." Akane smiled lazily up to Ranma as she moved to carefully climb off the bed, wincing pleasurably at the pain in her rump. "Maybe we both have dirty minds after all," she winked...before slipping naked out the door to report to her family.