Travels of a Martial Artist
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+M to R › Ranma �
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
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18,827
Reviews:
25
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
1
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Relieving Tensions
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, yadda yadda... I make no profit, yadda yadda... I'm horrible at updating, yadda yadda...
Travels of a Martial Artist
Part 8: Relieving Tensions
Ranma held the door as his downtrodden lovers entered the small motel room they had rented.
None of them spoke as they settled their things about the room and traded use of the shower, much as they hadn't since the tragedy they had witnessed only hours before.
“It seems so unreal...”
The shattered silence visibly startled his companions as Ranma continued.
“A whole city, gone in the blink of an eye. It doesn't seem like it should even be possible.”
“These things happen Ran-chan,” Ukyo said as she leaned against his chest, putting a halt to his uneasy pacing.
Shampoo followed suit, wrapping her arms around him from behind.
“Ranma need calm down. Grieve for lives lost, but no blame self. Nothing Shampoo could do. Nothing Ukyo could do. Nothing Ranma could do.”
“She's right Ran-chan, and don't try and say you're not blaming yourself. We're bonded, remember?”
To accentuate her point, she caressed her link.
Ranma relaxed as he felt her warmth flow through him. Shampoo joined in on the mental embrace and the three basked in each other. The lavender haired beauty decided it was past time to relieve the tension, and with a coy grin, snaked a bit extra into the link.
Ukyo's eyes glinted mischievously as she felt Ranma awaken against her belly.
“I think I have just what you need Ran-chan,” she said as she tugged at the drawstring in his pants.
Ranma groaned as he felt Shampoo's fingers slip around his suddenly freed shaft. The frisky brunette in his arms made quick work of the frogs in his shirt, and then it joined his trousers on the floor.
His world suddenly twisted and spun and he found himself on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
Ukyo slowly pulled the ribbon from her hair. The hairs on his neck stood on end as she prowled to the bedside and dragged the ends of it across his skin. Ranma could only sigh in appreciation as she straddled him and rubbed her sex against him through the tight fabric of her pants.
His expression turned quizzical as she moved his arms above his head.
“What are you-” he began, only to be silenced by a soft finger against his lips.
So engrossed with Ukyo's sultry movements, ha hadn't noticed Shampoo at the other side of the bed.
Her fingers traced down his neck and splayed out across his chest as Ukyo deftly tied his wrists to the headboard with her ribbon. She ground herself against him again, and he could feel her arousal through her dampening pants.
His mind was whirling as lust seeped through the bond, banishing any form of coherent thought. He whimpered and futilely thrust his hips forward as Ukyo removed herself from him.
The two women moved to the foot of the bed and began slowly caressing each other. The pig-tailed youth could only groan and struggle as his bonds prevented him from joining in.
The girls giggled at his helplessness as, bit by bit, they began to disrobe. Soon, they stood before their bound lover in only their underclothes. Ukyo's hands traveled across Shampoo's smooth stomach and legs as she knelt before her.
She could taste the other girl's juices as she ran her tongue up her thigh. She felt a spike of lust from Ranma as she gripped Shampoo's laced panties in her teeth and pulled them down her long, powerful legs.
Shampoo, stepping out of her soiled garment, placed her foot up on the bed, exposing herself to her lover. Her whole body quivered as Ukyo gave her lips a teasing lick. She gripped Ukyo's hair as the brunette began her ministrations in earnest, one hand rubbing the velvet folds and the other reaching up the flick at Shampoo's hardened nipples through their laced confines.
The lavender haired woman mewled in surprise when Ukyo's tongue invaded her depths. She panted as she ground her sex against the brunette's skillful mouth.
Ranma and Ukyo were both rocked by an explosion of passion as Shampoo's orgasm jolted through their link like lightning.
Ukyo panted as she fought off the orgasmic backlash that threatened to send her over the edge herself as Shampoo slumped on the bed, her whole body tingling.
“My turn,” the brunette purred as she climbed to stand on the bed directly over Ranma's head, offering him a perfect view of her dripping panties. Shampoo crawled across his body, pausing a moment to playfully squeeze his member between her firm breasts before continuing. He tried to thrust himself into her as she passed, but the young warrior quickly evaded, letting him grunt in frustration as his crown merely grazed her wet lips.
“It no time to play with Ranma yet,” she breathed as she patted his cheek.
She sat on his chest as she reached up to peel Ukyo's panties off of her. She promptly stuffed them in Ranma's mouth, cutting off any protest. She unfastened Ukyo's bra as well, and tied it around Ranma head, securing the makeshift gag.
The heady musk of the girls' arousal made his head spin as Shampoo reciprocated Ukyo's earlier attentions.
Ranma whimpered and groaned as he watched Shampoo's tongue twirl and flick at Ukyo's sensitive bud. His cute fiancee bit back a scream as Shampoo gave her a nibble, followed by a powerful suck.
Shampoo looked back in surprise as her plump rear and back were covered in splashed by a warm, dripping liquid.
The second orgasm blasting through the bond had proven too much for her now embarrassed male lover.
“Poor Ran-chan,” Ukyo sighed as she shakily climbed down from the bed. “And so wasteful, too. Ah well, I guess we better clean you up Shampoo,” she said seductively as she began to lick off Shampoo's backside. She was rewarded with a surprised squeak as she ran her tongue across the puckered flesh of Shampoo's rear.
“All clean,” she said as she pulled back. “And quite yummy too.”
Shampoo climbed off of Ranma, and both girls looked at the pitiful sight of their frustrated lover.
“Shampoo think we tease Ranma long enough,” the Chinese warrior said with a grin.
“I think you're right Shampoo. He has been an awfully good boy so far.”
Walking over to her pack, she pulled out a cardboard box. Tearing open one of it's foil wrapped contents, she slipped the rubber over Ranma's throbbing manhood.
“Ready for you're turn Ran-chan?” she asked lustily.
The girls could only laugh at his frantic nodding.
End 8
A/N: Holy crap it's been awhile, hasn't it? Almost 8 months... The worst part about it is I've had the outline for the next couple chapters in my notes since November. I'm kind of scared to see when my last update was on my others stories at fanfiction dot net were...
At least there's some naughtiness in this chapter! That's something right?
Well, as always, comments and criticisms are welcome and encouraged.
Until next time...
Travels of a Martial Artist
Part 8: Relieving Tensions
Ranma held the door as his downtrodden lovers entered the small motel room they had rented.
None of them spoke as they settled their things about the room and traded use of the shower, much as they hadn't since the tragedy they had witnessed only hours before.
“It seems so unreal...”
The shattered silence visibly startled his companions as Ranma continued.
“A whole city, gone in the blink of an eye. It doesn't seem like it should even be possible.”
“These things happen Ran-chan,” Ukyo said as she leaned against his chest, putting a halt to his uneasy pacing.
Shampoo followed suit, wrapping her arms around him from behind.
“Ranma need calm down. Grieve for lives lost, but no blame self. Nothing Shampoo could do. Nothing Ukyo could do. Nothing Ranma could do.”
“She's right Ran-chan, and don't try and say you're not blaming yourself. We're bonded, remember?”
To accentuate her point, she caressed her link.
Ranma relaxed as he felt her warmth flow through him. Shampoo joined in on the mental embrace and the three basked in each other. The lavender haired beauty decided it was past time to relieve the tension, and with a coy grin, snaked a bit extra into the link.
Ukyo's eyes glinted mischievously as she felt Ranma awaken against her belly.
“I think I have just what you need Ran-chan,” she said as she tugged at the drawstring in his pants.
Ranma groaned as he felt Shampoo's fingers slip around his suddenly freed shaft. The frisky brunette in his arms made quick work of the frogs in his shirt, and then it joined his trousers on the floor.
His world suddenly twisted and spun and he found himself on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
Ukyo slowly pulled the ribbon from her hair. The hairs on his neck stood on end as she prowled to the bedside and dragged the ends of it across his skin. Ranma could only sigh in appreciation as she straddled him and rubbed her sex against him through the tight fabric of her pants.
His expression turned quizzical as she moved his arms above his head.
“What are you-” he began, only to be silenced by a soft finger against his lips.
So engrossed with Ukyo's sultry movements, ha hadn't noticed Shampoo at the other side of the bed.
Her fingers traced down his neck and splayed out across his chest as Ukyo deftly tied his wrists to the headboard with her ribbon. She ground herself against him again, and he could feel her arousal through her dampening pants.
His mind was whirling as lust seeped through the bond, banishing any form of coherent thought. He whimpered and futilely thrust his hips forward as Ukyo removed herself from him.
The two women moved to the foot of the bed and began slowly caressing each other. The pig-tailed youth could only groan and struggle as his bonds prevented him from joining in.
The girls giggled at his helplessness as, bit by bit, they began to disrobe. Soon, they stood before their bound lover in only their underclothes. Ukyo's hands traveled across Shampoo's smooth stomach and legs as she knelt before her.
She could taste the other girl's juices as she ran her tongue up her thigh. She felt a spike of lust from Ranma as she gripped Shampoo's laced panties in her teeth and pulled them down her long, powerful legs.
Shampoo, stepping out of her soiled garment, placed her foot up on the bed, exposing herself to her lover. Her whole body quivered as Ukyo gave her lips a teasing lick. She gripped Ukyo's hair as the brunette began her ministrations in earnest, one hand rubbing the velvet folds and the other reaching up the flick at Shampoo's hardened nipples through their laced confines.
The lavender haired woman mewled in surprise when Ukyo's tongue invaded her depths. She panted as she ground her sex against the brunette's skillful mouth.
Ranma and Ukyo were both rocked by an explosion of passion as Shampoo's orgasm jolted through their link like lightning.
Ukyo panted as she fought off the orgasmic backlash that threatened to send her over the edge herself as Shampoo slumped on the bed, her whole body tingling.
“My turn,” the brunette purred as she climbed to stand on the bed directly over Ranma's head, offering him a perfect view of her dripping panties. Shampoo crawled across his body, pausing a moment to playfully squeeze his member between her firm breasts before continuing. He tried to thrust himself into her as she passed, but the young warrior quickly evaded, letting him grunt in frustration as his crown merely grazed her wet lips.
“It no time to play with Ranma yet,” she breathed as she patted his cheek.
She sat on his chest as she reached up to peel Ukyo's panties off of her. She promptly stuffed them in Ranma's mouth, cutting off any protest. She unfastened Ukyo's bra as well, and tied it around Ranma head, securing the makeshift gag.
The heady musk of the girls' arousal made his head spin as Shampoo reciprocated Ukyo's earlier attentions.
Ranma whimpered and groaned as he watched Shampoo's tongue twirl and flick at Ukyo's sensitive bud. His cute fiancee bit back a scream as Shampoo gave her a nibble, followed by a powerful suck.
Shampoo looked back in surprise as her plump rear and back were covered in splashed by a warm, dripping liquid.
The second orgasm blasting through the bond had proven too much for her now embarrassed male lover.
“Poor Ran-chan,” Ukyo sighed as she shakily climbed down from the bed. “And so wasteful, too. Ah well, I guess we better clean you up Shampoo,” she said seductively as she began to lick off Shampoo's backside. She was rewarded with a surprised squeak as she ran her tongue across the puckered flesh of Shampoo's rear.
“All clean,” she said as she pulled back. “And quite yummy too.”
Shampoo climbed off of Ranma, and both girls looked at the pitiful sight of their frustrated lover.
“Shampoo think we tease Ranma long enough,” the Chinese warrior said with a grin.
“I think you're right Shampoo. He has been an awfully good boy so far.”
Walking over to her pack, she pulled out a cardboard box. Tearing open one of it's foil wrapped contents, she slipped the rubber over Ranma's throbbing manhood.
“Ready for you're turn Ran-chan?” she asked lustily.
The girls could only laugh at his frantic nodding.
End 8
A/N: Holy crap it's been awhile, hasn't it? Almost 8 months... The worst part about it is I've had the outline for the next couple chapters in my notes since November. I'm kind of scared to see when my last update was on my others stories at fanfiction dot net were...
At least there's some naughtiness in this chapter! That's something right?
Well, as always, comments and criticisms are welcome and encouraged.
Until next time...