Lemonade Punch#5: My Bright-Eyed Girl
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Started: 7/4/96
Last Update: 3/1/97
"Hurry!", said Akane as she pulled Ranko along. "We still
have a little time. We just might make it-"
*<BRRRIIINNNGGGG!!!!>*
"Che!", Akane muttered as Miss Hinako blocked the door. This
was the tall and buxom Miss Hinako... with her memory erased of the
Passion Dust, Hinako fell back on the ki cure she had sought before
finding out about the Dusts ki raising abilities. She had ordered
and received a pair of Battle Fish which emitted constant battle
auras from their hostile nature. This could be sucked up by her
through the round, metal opening at the top of the fishbowl. It was
a more bothersome process than Dust, but it was functional... and
besides, Miss Hinako didn't remember the Dust, right?
"Open to Chapter 12 and begin the exercise.", Hinako called
back into the classroom before closing the door and facing the two
girls. When she saw Ranko a questioning look crossed her face, but
it was quickly replaced by a crossed one. "Tsk, tsk, tsk... Late
*again*, Miss Tendo... Saotome?"
"Oh, no, Hinako-sensi! This isn't Ranma! This is-"
"Oh!", Hinako said, cutting Akane off, "I know this game!
You're the 'Exchange Student'... coming to get extra help from the
Teacher after school (wink, wink). Of course I'll have to punish
the two of you first..." Hinako smiled as she got lost in thought.
"Ahem- anyway... I expect to see you both after school!" Then the
buxom brunette bent over to whisper in Ranko's ear.
"Cute dress. I'm glad you've finally came around. Trust me,
you'll have the time of your life... I'll personally make sure to
that." Ranko jumped slightly when Miss Hinako tongued her ear and
grasped her bottom firmly. Akane stared, not knowing what to do.
<Lord! She was supposed to forget! Everything seemed fine-
What's going on? If Ranma was here....> Akane silently prayed that
Ranma wouldn't hear about this. He wouldn't take the failure of
Dr. Tofu's "Cure" very well.
Yasha reminded herself to make note of this one. This
teacher woman was a kindred spirit...
-=-=-
When Ranma busted in later, towards the end of class, Miss
Hinako's jaw dropped as she looked from Ranko to Ranma, repeatedly.
Before anyone could explain, the bell rang and the trio rushed off
to their next class. Thankfully, the rest of the school day had
remained dull. No purple-haired ramen-bearing waitresses, no black
leotarded psychos, and no giant-spatula welding okonomiyaki cooks
this day. Ranma was pleasantly surprised and slightly disappointed,
he kinda wished to show Ranko how tortured he was.
Why not, then? They had nothing much else to do and they
could easily get a free meal out of it! He proposed the idea to
Akane.
"No way! I haven't seen Shampoo in over a month (somewhere
some god is smiling upon me) and I'd like to keep it that way! I
mean, you know what she's going to do if you show up! Besides, she
will probably relapse and try to murder Ranko to restore her amazon
honor by completing her Kiss of Death. Why do you want her to glomp
all over you?"
"I never said I wanted that! I just wanted to show Ranko
around and let her try out the best Ramen joint I know!"
"We've got the world's best cook at home and you need to go
out for her to eat?" The couple's voices increased in volume as
Ranko looked from one to the other.
"Kasumi's busy with housework! Okay... fine, what about
U-chan's?"
"I wish you wouldn't call her that."
"Why? She's a friend!"
"I just don't like it okay?"
"What? You want your own nickname? How about Cupcake? Or
Honey? A-chan? M' Love? Cutie pie! My little-"
"RANMA SHUT UP!"
Ranko sneezed slightly to get their attention.
"Excuse me.", she apologized sweetly.
"Oh- er- sorry... forgot you were there... Com'on Akane! I
promise that U-ch- ... -*Ukyou* will be on her best behavior. Ranko
has barely seen anything in this town!" Akane bit her lip and
considered it. She looked from Ranko to Ranma's pleading face and
finally said "yes"... after all, what was the worst that could
happen?
-=-=-
Ukyou was rearranging supplies when she heard the door chime.
She ran out to see Ranma coming through the door. Barely containing
her excitement she hopped over to embraced him... Akane ground her
teeth.
"Rannnmaaa...", she said under her breath.
"Heh heh! Sorry.", Ranma smiled meekly as be untangled
himself from Ukyou, "U-chan, you think you have seats for the three
of us?"
"Three?", Ukyou said, puzzled.
"Hello!", said Ranko as she stepped out from behind Ranma.
"..."
"U-chan, meet my cousin Ranko. Ranko, meet Ukyou Kuonji...
the worlds greatest okonomiyaki chef and restaurant owner!" Ukyou
blushed and slapped Ranma playfully (painfully?) as she modestly
denied the compliment.
"Nice to meet you, Ukyou!"
"Same here. Shall we sit?" Ukyou showed them to a booth,
"Lemme whip up a batch of my chef specialties and I'll be back!"
"Sure, thanks U-chan- YEOW!!", cried Ranma as Akane mashed
his foot. Ranma slid into the booth first. Akane was about to sit
next to him but Ranko slipped in before her. Akane shrugged and sat
across from Ranma. When Ukyou came back she served the oknomiyaki
with a smile, but frowned inside to see the seats across and next
to Ranma occupied. <Hmm... It would probably be easier to move
Ranko than that stubborn Akane... but I don't want to make a bad
impression. Ranma's obviously fond of her... Oh well->
"Oops! I forgot the napkins... and I just sat down!", Ukyou
whined, "Akane, would you be a dear and get some-" *<Zing!>*
*<Zing!>* Ukyou balked.
"I've got it!"
<Mmm... this one is more than meets the eye... but then, who
does Ranma know, that isn't?> Ukyou took her seat next to Akane
without any further grumble.
"So you're a friend of Ranma's?"
"We're cousin's actually... sort of... not really...-"
As their story unfolded before Ukyou, she had to bite her
tongue to keep from mentioning that Ranko looked exactly like Ranma,
girl-type. Ukyou was sharp enough to realize that Ranko probably
didn't know about Ranma's curse... and if he hadn't told her yet, he
must of had good reason.
After eating, the four sat and talked after Ukyou brought
tea. Everyone listened intently as Ukyou told a story from her
years at an all boys school. Ranma found the story so interesting,
he didn't notice that Ranko had gently taken his hand into hers and
rested it in his lap. When he did, though, he had trouble not
screaming in panic. As each moment passed, Ranma grew more and more
nervous about her holding his hand until he decided to get it free.
Faking a cough, with the plan of covering it with his fist,
failed when his hand wouldn't budge from that "gentle" grip... it
was a lot more like a vise! And unfortunately, his fake cough kept
going... right into Akane's face. She took it rather well, deciding
to damage Ranma later, but not in front of Ranko.
Lucky, Ranma was able to free his hand... but Ranko's hand
didn't leave his lap. Instead, she moved it to his upper thigh and
rested it there. Ranma tried his best to focus on Ukyou's story
but it was hard when Ranko began to rub her hand along his thigh.
When the punch-line to Ukyou's story came, everyone laughed, except
Ranma who followed a split second later, laughing a bit too loud.
Ukyou's story reminded Akane of one of her own experiences
and she began her tale. Meanwhile, Ranko had moved her handiwork to
Ranma's crotch, gripping his inevitable hard-on through his pants.
Ranma couldn't figure out what he found so exciting... sure what she
was doing felt good, but the prospect of facing death from two of
his fiancees was hardly an erotic one.
Yasha set her mind to multi-tasking, one part actively
listening and participating in Akane's story, another torturing poor
Ranma, and a final part meant to examine Ukyou. Ukyou noticed that
Ranko was staring at her strangely. She looked... hungry. At first
Ukyou tried to avoid the stare but eventually she caught and held
Ranko's gaze. Ukyou began to feel hot and... she couldn't describe
the other sensation. It felt vaguely familiar... as if she had felt
this before but forgotten. Ukyou crossed her legs and began to
shift uncomfortably.
Akane, was totally lost in her story, Ranko spurring her on
by laughing at all the right times and asking questions that led to
all the farthest tangents. Ranma, however, was lost in pleasure and
pain. The mental anguish between morals and the sensual was driving
him mad. Ranko's delicate and agile fingers had slipped into his
trousers and were working him good.
The fact that his pure, sweet, cousin Ranko was giving him a
hand job, the fact that they were doing this across from Ukyou and
Akane without them knowing, but knowing they could find out at any
minute, and his desperate lack of sex all turned his excitement
level to the max. And it wasn't just the situation... Ranko was
giving an expert job, never allowing him release by always keeping
him on the edge, with slow even strokes... incorporating every
finger to apply pressure and friction at exactly the right moments.
Ranma didn't stand a chance.
Barely maintaining his composure, Ranma came in his pants...
Ranko took his seed and spread it on his still stiff member then
squeezed his balls affectionately. To cover his orgasm, Ranma tried
coughing sporadically. He had to end this.
"Sorry Akane, I need to go to the bathroom, *NOW*! ... Ranko
you're coming with me."
"What...?"
"Er, I need to go too.", Ukyou apologized with a strained
voice. Ranma and Ukyou both seemed very tense. <They must really
need to go, BAD> Moving quickly to avoid questions and detection of
his hardened state, Ranma dragged Ranko into the mens room while
Ukyou rushed into the ladies room.
Akane fidgeted alone when she realized she had no one to
talk to... <What did I say?>
-=-=-
First thing Ranma did was lock the door.
"W-wha-what- What- WHAT WERE YOU *THINKING*!!!?!?!!!"
"Ranma, I know you love Akane... I understand that... but
you're all I have left. I just can't let go!"
"You don't have to let go! Just don't be holding me *that*
way!!!"
"I- I- wanted to-... Oh I've made a fool of myself again!"
Ranko began to weep bitterly. "Forgive me! I forced myself upon
you!"
"Hey, hey! Come on Ranko... please stop, will ya? Just
don't do it again, okay? You've gotta respect my love for Akane."
"Yes Cousin..." Ranko hugged him and wiped her face on his
chest. She wrapped her hands about his waist and held him close.
-=-=-
Ukyou rushed into the ladies' washroom and ran to a sink.
She splashed some cold water on her face and looked into the mirror
while resting her arms on the sink. Despite the water, Ukyou still
felt incredibly hot, the water just made her feel damp and even more
uncomfortable. She felt slightly dizzy and each breath she took
seemed to go from her nose directly up to the top of her head.
She couldn't understand the fire and desire within herself.
Ukyou actually feared that she was going to die for a moment. To
steady herself, she entered a stall, put down the seat cover, and
sat down burying her face in her hands. Ukyou had some desperate
need she didn't know how to fulfill, as if she needed to stretch but
was too cramped to do so. She felt like bucking and gyrating
against the air. Ukyou wiped her sweaty palms along the
sides of her skin-tight pants. A slight shiver ran through her
when she did it so she tried again. The same tingle came to her.
Ukyou stroked her thigh again, this time on the inside. The
sensation was marvelous. She lightly dragged her fingers along the
inside of her legs to their junction... were the pleasure was
intensified. Ukyou wondered why she had never tickled herself there
before. A bead of sweat dropped from her nose and Ukyou realized
that she was really getting hot, so she opened and removed her heavy
top, leaving herself in only a loose under-shirt and braless.
The pace and pressure of her tickling had now quickly changed
into a more frantic rubbing concentrated between her legs. Ukyou
was moaning now, the erotic sounds escaped from her throat without
her realizing it. She was hunched over and sliding her hand along
her sensitive slit through the thin material of her pants. Her
breasts bounced uncontrollably with each motion, her shirt was
slipping off her shoulders so a tit bounced freely out of the top of
her top. But she didn't notice in her state of euphoria.
All Ukyou knew was that she was hot and sticky. Her pants
were beginning to become uncomfortably damp, sticking to her legs,
and trapping her high body temperature, so Ukyou peeled them of her
slender body kicking her legs in the air. The smooth skin of her
long legs seemed to breath a sigh of relief from being released.
Ukyou still wanted to rub herself, and was surprised at how damp she
was... she didn't know she could sweat so much. But this wasn't
like any "sweat" she had smelled before, this had a sweet aroma like
spring-time that had an intoxicating musk. Ukyou began rubbing
her panties until they were almost inside her. There she found
more honey, which soaked her panties. She was at the point of
driving her fingers into herself with her panties bunched to one
side, and already in her slit, that's what she did.
Ukyou fingered herself with experience she didn't know she had,
and her pleasure soared. She was moaning almost to the point of
screaming and writhing like a dying animal. Suddenly she found
herself short of breath, lights exploding in front of her eyes, and
a strange convulsion running through her body. It was a feeling of
release. The contractions forced the honey in her out and all over
her already sticky hand. It was an orgasm. By instinct, Ukyou took
her hand to her lips and began to lick her fingers. She enjoyed the
strange flavor... and wondered for a moment if she could make an
okonomiyaki sauce with the same taste.
The fires in her had been doused but the embers still burned
with desire. Ukyou's other hand still worked herself slowly as she
opened her eyes for the first time since she began and looked down
upon herself. Weakly, she slid her under-shirt back on her
shoulders and grasped her breast to stuff it back in. But as she
held it she felt its weight and sensitivity to touch. Ukyou began
to squeeze the mammary and run her hand all over it. Her tongue
moistened her lips then ran along the top of her teeth as she
played with her nipple and pussy at the same time. Eager to enjoy
this new sensation, she moved both hands to work on her breasts as
she looked on through half-closed eyes. Ukyou held them up proudly
as she mashed them against the cold mirror, stiffening her nipples
further. In Ukyou's mind, images of Ranma and Ranko using their
hands to fondle her, ran rampant. Her desires now went well beyond
rubbing, she needed penetration.
Abandoning whatever remained of her reason, Ukyou stripped
off her panties. She crumpled them in a ball and took a strong
whiff before tossing them aside. Then she took the plunger from the
corner of the bathroom and stuck it in the middle of the restroom.
Ukyou positioned herself over the handle and spread her pussy lips
with her fingers. Then closing her eyes, she lowered herself upon
the rod, with images of Ranma and Ranko in mind....
-=-=-
Ranma was anxious to escape the intimate situation but didn't
want to hurt or offended Ranko... somehow, he could not grasp the
slut-ish behavior Ranko had just exhibited. In his mind, it just
didn't equate. Yet, already, she started it up once again.
Ranko grabbed his bottom and humped herself against Ranma.
Ranma froze. Strange thoughts, like how it would feel to make love
to Ranko, began to enter his mind. He didn't like it... did he? To
test it, he kissed her. Hmm, it seemed he did like it. Ranma began
to frantically make out with his cousin. Ranko pushed him back so
as to allow her to pull her dress over her head.
Ranma lost his breath in awe at her gorgeous body... it was
identical to the one he had seen in the mirror so many times, but it
wasn't the same. This was Ranko... not him. Besides, he had never
worn lacy, forest green- Er, neither was she, anymore. Ranko
stood naked before him, allowing him to take in the sights. He
swallowed as she took his hand and placed it firmly to her breast.
Yasha found it amazing that, after all his lovemaking, after
all those women, and after all this time... Ranma could still be so
easily dumbstuck by a little teasing. He was behaving awkward as if
he had never done this before. Ranma clumsily mashed and groped her
breast as Ranko smiled at him. <This is nice... but something is
interfering with his ability to recall his training.>
Ranko led him to the sinks, where she propped herself up
suggestively. Ranma took his cue and began licking her cunt.
Already she was flowing considerably. Ranma nearly fainted from the
scent. Ranko squeezed one of her breasts while grasping Ranma's hair
for control. <Yes, that's it... good, he's- Ahhh!- remembering!!
He's already- OH!- found my spot!!!>, Yasha thought excitedly as
Ranma added his fingers to the process. He began advanced techniques
that alternated assaults against her pleasure center.
While Yasha could have easily decided not to, she came hard.
Ranma struggled to keep up with her honey. Ranko shivered and went
slightly limp from excursion. Ranma knew he should continue to keep
up her level of stimuli but a pang of conscience caused him to stop.
"That- that was wonderful, Ranma... you're stoppin!?! Don't
stop! Please don't stop!!", Ranko said.
"All right now. We're even."
"Not quite. I only gave you hand job. Never got a chance to
suck your cock and give you a blow job. While you were eating me out
almost the entire time!"
"..." Just barely, Ranma's brain was beginning to comprehend
that Ranko was a bit more experienced that he had originally thought.
"Com'on Cousin. Drop your pants, lemme see it." Ranma
mentally resisted but was only able to go so far. He grabbed her by
the wrists and held her to the mirror to kiss her deeply. Ranko made
sure to taste herself in his mouth. It would only be a few more
moments until- after all she could already feel it against her leg!
Ranma twitched and pulled back suddenly.
"NO!", he shouted at no one in particular.
Before him was his cursed, red-headed, girl-type persona
smiling up at him with contentment and cute green eyes. He had done
this before... he was sure of it! The green eyes... they belonged to
a... a... a demoness!!
"Succubus.", Ranma murmured.
"Wha-?", Ranko said trying to look surprised.
"Yasha!", Ranma recalled.
"Dammit!"
"AKA- *<Zip!>*" Before he could shout Akane's name, Yasha
bound his mouth with a spell of silence and levitated him into the
air so he couldn't escape.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... this is not good, not good at all." It
seemed she could only affect his mind to be hentai for so long before
he would recall who she was. Yasha looked over her last, sloppy job
of "erasing" his memory. One's memory couldn't be erased, exactly...
more like, a section of one's mind is bypassed until the memories
there slowly faded. She had inadvertently bypassed some of his early
love training so he was slow to recall it. She could, of course,
just do a lobotomy to remove the unwanted parts of Ranma's mind...
but she still liked him too much.
Yasha knew that she would have to bypass this event as well.
But with each redundant bypass the effects degrade and the likelihood
of remembrance increases. Why couldn't Ranma be a good little boy?
Yasha worked a second web of bypasses to get him to forget the little
fling they just had, working more carefully but taking in account the
time, so that Akane would not grow suspicious. When she finished she
cleaned them both, thought of a story to program into Ranma, and woke
him up.
-=-=-
"It's about time you came out of there! I was beginning to
wonder if I should call the police- Hey Ranko? You okay? You look
sort of pale." Akane rushed to her side as Ranko faltered slightly
in walking.
"Heh heh... just a little shock to the system... I know what
you told me to be ready for now."
"So he told you?"
"Actually he *showed* me.", Ranko smiled weakly.
"Ranma, why'd you tell her *now*?!"
"I figured it would be better to tell her here rather than
out on the street somewhere. I figured she'd freak out."
"Okay that makes sense, but why here and not the Dojo?"
"Com'on you know it can be crazier in there than out on the
streets!"
"I guess you're right. I think we should take Ranko home...
should we just leave Ukyou?"
"I'll write a note saying Ranko felt a little sick so we took
her home. You two go on ahead." Akane led Ranko out.
"So he told you about his curse, right?"
"Uh huh. He told me there were others, are you one of them?"
"No, I don't transform in to anything.... Ranko you seem to
take shock a little poorly. Your Cousin's a strange guy. To prepare
you, lemme tell you about Ranma and cats...."
-=-=-
"U-chan,
Ranko was feeling sick (don't worry, it wasn't caused
by your food) so we couldn't wait around. See ya later.
-Ranma"
Ukyou looked at the note thankfully. There was no way she
could possibly have faced all three of them after what she just did.
Ranko especially. She had never (to her knowledge) felt that way
towards another female. Occasionally, with Ranma... but never that
intensely. Ukyou was scared, but she wanted to see Ranko again. For
the rest of the day, and some time after that, her mind was always
preoccupied with the vision of Ranko and her blazing green eyes.
-=-=-
When Ranko, Ranma, and Akane got home they were greeted by
Kasumi and Nabiki.
"You guys have fun, out on the town?", asked Nabiki.
"We went to U-ch- *<WHACK!>* OW! Damn! Ukyou's.", Ranma
said as he nursed his wounded ear. "Told Ranko about my curse, too."
"Darn... guess I can't blackmail you over that, huh?"
"Blackmail...-?", asked Ranko.
"It's what she does, Ranko. Nabiki is a master at extortion,
negotiation, blackmail, and profit. If ever she tries to make a deal
with you, run to me or Ranma... not that it'll help much, she'd
probably outwit both of us, then." Nabiki smiled at the compliment.
"That reminds me... you two have been on rather friendly
terms lately."
"Yes, Akane, you and Ranma don't seem to fight as much as you
used to.", Kasumi added. Ranma and Akane balked. They had forgotten
to keep their relationship a secret to these two now that they had
forgot about their entire Passion Dust experience. Unconvincingly
they both tried to deny it.
"Heh! Yeah right! The only reason I was being nice to that
Uncute Tomboy was so that she wouldn't hit me like a Mac Truck!"
"Oh yeah?! You think it's easy pretending to be nice to an
insensitive Jerk!?! You're running around with-"
"But I thought Ranma called you Cutie-", Ranko said.
"Don't interrupt!", Ranma said nervously as he covered her
mouth. "Yeah! That's another thing! You never let me say my mind!
When I do... you crack me over the skull! Who's ever gonna marry a
Macho Chick who doesn't know when to shuttup!?!"
"Oooo!! You call yourself a martial artist and you can't
even take a few girly punches!! I have a good mind to-" The two
stormed off arguing with each other, oblivious to all else. They
were out of practice but it came back rather easily, although they
both had to keep themselves from laughing. They now saw how stupid
their fights had always been. They kept screaming until they got to
the training hall where they invented sounds of combat, with the
classic finale of Ranma landing in the carp pond. Ranma-chan crawled
out and leaned against a tree. Despite her wetness, Akane sat Ranma
in her lap.
"That oughtta hold them for a bit."
"That was quite a performance, Ranma."
"Performance? Whatta ya mean, performance? I meant every
one of those words!"
"Of course you did." Akane kissed her.
"I'll go change... you know. Sometimes I think we should
just tell them all... but then I remember that Nabiki's still got
more film to spare." Ranma-chan kissed Akane back and headed back
into the Dojo.
"Hey, where's Ranko?"
-=-=-
"...and so I've trained mostly with my Father."
"How sad, though... I'm sure you're mother would be proud."
Ranko continued the conversation but at the same time
observed the two elder Tendo sisters. One seemed so innocent while
the other so devilish (no blasphemy intended). Yet she saw the same
thing in their eyes as what she saw in Hinako's, Ukyou's, and
sometimes Akane's eyes. She didn't have enough time to scan Ranma's
mind for who he had done... but she knew he was experienced with more
than one woman and that it was likely that these two were part of it.
She had already confirmed that Hinako knew Ranma in the biblical
sense and suspected all the others. She would test them.
"So you're studying to be a nurse as well?"
"That or perhaps an herbalist.", replied Kasumi.
"Maybe you can do something for me. You see, I have this
terrible sprain...." Ranko put her foot on a chair and began to lift
her skirt up. Watching for their reaction, Yasha confirmed what she
already thought. Kasumi and Nabiki twitched when they saw thigh.
"It hurts around here." She pointed to her inside upper thigh.
Kasumi swallowed. She had a Tiger Balm patch that could be
applied to the spot and removed the next day with impressive results
but for some reason she didn't want to do it that way.
"Nabiki? Can you get the Tiger Balm from my room?"
"Sure, Sis." As Nabiki left, Kasumi took Ranko's thigh and
began kneading it.
"This is to loosen the muscles...", Kasumi tried to justify.
In truth she just wanted to touch Ranko's leg. She knew of no reason
for her desire, and it scared her. Nabiki returned with the balm.
"Thank you, Nabiki... just open it up and I'll-"
"Oh it's okay, Sis, my hands already smell from this stuff so
I'll do it."
"Um... okay.", Kasumi said with a hint of regret. Nabiki
took a small amount of ointment in each hand began to apply it to
Ranko's thigh.
"Oh! It's cool feeling! A bit tingly too." Somehow, Nabiki
derived a sense of satisfaction from hearing Ranko say that. Kasumi
was biting her lip when she interrupted.
"That's very good Nabiki... um, but you're doing it a bit
wrong. Here, let me show you." Kasumi took Nabiki's hands and
together they began lubing Ranko's leg. Nabiki coughed and their
hands slipped on to Ranko's crotch. It was slightly dampened. For
effect, Yasha let out a slight moan. The two Tendo sisters instantly
recoiled and looked uncomfortable.
"Ranko... let that air a little then you can go about, just
don't rub against it. I think I've got laundry to do... excuse me."
"Me too, I've gotta hit the books. See ya.", said Nabiki as
she left Ranko alone. Yasha smiled happily... tonight she was going
to have some fun.
-=-=-
That night everyone felt uneasy as they plotted and planned.
Both Akane and Ranko waited for the other to fall asleep. Ranma
tossed and turned in bed as Ranko kept invading his mind. And the
two eldest Tendo sisters wanted to figure out just what had happened
in the kitchen this afternoon. Panda and Soun slept like babies.
Ranko opened her eyes to check if Akane had finally fallen
asleep. She was about to get up when she saw Akane slip out of bed.
Akane went over to her and looked at a moment to see if Ranko had
fallen asleep. Once assured, Akane left and crossed the hall into
Ranma's room. Ranko got up immediately and left to enter Nabiki's
room but stopped when she saw the door begin to open. Yasha willed
herself invisible and watched as Nabiki slipped into Kasumi's room.
Yasha floated through Kasumi's walls to enter her room.
Panda snored. Soun sucked his thumb.
-=-=-
"Ranma?"
"Hey, I've been expecting you...."
"You have?"
"Nah, but it seemed like the thing to say. I just couldn't
sleep. Com'on climb in." Akane hopped in bed and snuggled close to
Ranma. "So what do you think of Ranko?"
"She's a very nice girl... I hope things turn out for the
better with her."
"Yeah I know what you mean. But- ... -I don't know, I just
feel that something's fishy about her."
"Huh? *Ranko*!? Come on!"
"No! I mean it! I sometimes feel like I'm around Nabiki
when I'm with her."
"You think she's cute don't you?"
"Wha-?"
"Don't you?"
"What does this have to do with-"
"Do you?"
"Okay, yeah, sure. I think Ranko's cute. But no cuter than
me and certainly not as cute as you."
"I'm flattered, but there's your problem. I'm not cuter than
Ranko and you know it. You-"
"Hey! You're the-" Akane shushed him.
"You think she's cuter than me and it's making you guilty...
that's very sweet. But I'm not the most beautiful girl it the world,
Ranma. That's not why we fell in love. It doesn't matter to me."
"Hey, but I think Ukyou's cute and I don't feel that way! ...
But then again... Did I ever tell you about Ranko and me?"
"No."
"When we were just kids... I think I said I'd marry her."
"You *WHAT*?!"
"Please Akane! There was no romantic intent! We were kids
and she was my first female friend. I wanted to stress that we were
good friends so I called upon the strongest girl-boy bond a child has
ever seen... marriage."
"Okay. Sorry I got mad... sheesh, *another* fiancee!"
"Well I think she remembers when I said that. I don't know."
"It's okay... just don't think about it too much, right?"
"Yeah, I guess that's what been bothering me. I think every
girl is out to get me... even my own Cousin! Heh heh."
"Feel better?"
"A little bit... Akane? Why'd you slap me back then? I mean
I know you were busy and had a lot of work-"
"No, it's not that. It's just that, we don't spend a whole
lot of time alone together. Whether it's battling evil oni or
ancient perverts, fat phoenixes or walking mailboxes, watermelon
attacks or voodoo masters... it takes up that time! And when we do
have the time... we have sex. I guess I was a little sick and tired
of such a shallow relationship. I wanted a more. I was under some
stress and I guess it just translated into anger."
"I understand. So what you want to talk about?"
"What?! I came here to get laid!", Akane smiled evily.
"Huh? What about 'shallow relationships'?!", Ranma said with
earnest nervousness.
"I still want communication but tonight I'm horny! Com'on
Ranma, I wasn't in the mood then. I'm on fire now!"
"Aw shimatta! *I'm* not in the mood!" Ranma physically felt
sexually satisfied from Ranko this afternoon, but not remembering the
event, he thought it was his strong will that allowed him to abstain.
"'I have a headache'? You can do better than that! Is this
revenge for the slap?" Akane climbed on top of him and looked at him
coyly.
"Do I have to slap you now?"
"You don't hit girls, remember? Will you at least let me get
you into the mood?", Akane asked with pleading eyes.
"I really don't feel like 'performing' tonight... but...."
"Thanks Honey!" Akane immediately began pulling off her
pajamas.
"Damn, I could never say 'no' to you!" Ranma watched as she
stripped down to her undies with his hands resting on the sides of
her waist.
"The mark of a wonderful husband!", said Akane as she began
to work Ranma's clothes off.
"Is that the only reason you love me? To get married so that
you don't become an Old Maid?", laughed Ranma. Akane pouted in mock
anger.
"OLD MAID? Hmph! Do you think an Old Maid could have as
gorgeous a set of these?!" Akane unclipped her bra to reveal her
firm breasts. Ranma grabbed her tits to inspect them.
"Hmm... I don't know... Old Woman Kiechi's aren't that bad a
set...*<Whack>* -Oof!- *<Thud>* -Hah hah!", cried Ranma as Akane hit
him with a pillow. "Alright! Alright! You win!"
"Besides... would an Old Maid do this?" Akane tugged Ranma's
boxers off and grasped his stiff cock. "Hmmmm... seems like you're
in the mood, after all...", Akane softly murmured as she stroked
Ranma. Ranma let out a slow groan. Akane sat up and pushed her
panties to her ankles then kicked them off. She turned around and
sat on Ranma's face while suckling his erection. Ranma returned the
favor, feverishly pleasuring her pussy. Ranma moved one of his hands
from her waist to fondle her breasts while the other aided his
tongue.
This continued for several minutes until they both had their
turns orgasming. They untangled and cuddled. Akane wiped her mouth
before she spoke.
"That was nice."
"Is that all you can say?"
"You're an egotist even in bed, Ranma.", Akane sighed in
accusation, then eagerly, "You ready for the real thing?"
"Akane... It's really hard not to be ready around you when
your like this!"
"Okay good!" Akane climbed on top again this time impaling
herself upon Ranma. "Oh God! It's been a while!", she gasped as she
began to ride him. Ranma thrusted into her as they matched rhythms,
slamming together in erotic slaps. Very quickly Akane orgasmed with
Ranma following a little later. They didn't stop.
Around 2 o'clock in the morning...
"Oh! OH! OOH! Ranma! If we don't stop there's not going
to be much left of us in the morning!"
"I know! Urg! We should stop!"
"Aaahh! Do you feel like stopping?"
"No. Ung! Grunt!"
"Neither do I."
"Okay then." They kept going a bit when Akane objected
again.
"Ranma this is silly! We've got to stop sometime!"
"Yeah I know."
"Let's stop then."
"I... can't."
"What do you mean?!"
"I'm still... hard."
"So. It'll go away, eventually."
"You know the way I am! I get hard and I stay hard!"
"Ranma.", Akane said impatiently while looking rather silly.
After all, she was doing her best to look cross while naked and
bobbing up and down on Ranma's shaft.
"Okay, okay! Then do something!"
"What?"
"Anything to make me stop! Anything that'll turn me off!"
"Um, um, um... I got it!"
"Okay, what is it?"
"You know, Hinako-sensi?"
"Of course I know her! I 'know' her in many ways Akane! I
know that she's got the biggest bust and the shortest skirt of all
the female teachers I've met in their twenties! This doesn't help
me any, Akane!", Ranma said somewhat irritated.
"Well you know how you got tried of screwing her and all the
others? And Dr. Tofu made a cure so that they'd stop? And how you
were really happy after that?"
"Yeah, get to the point!", Ranma said urgently.
"Well it stopped working. She has remembered." Ranma
immediately deflated; it took his hips a second to realize that they
should stop bucking... but Akane's comment had the desired effect.
"What do you mean, she's remembered!?!?!"
"It's like this. Ranko and I, we got to class a bit late..."
-=-=-
When Nabiki entered Kasumi's room it really wasn't much of a
surprise to find her awake. Yasha watched them while pumping their
minds with hentai thoughts.
"Hey Sis."
"Nabiki... you couldn't sleep?"
"No, it doesn't seem like you could either."
"So why are you here?"
"I couldn't stop thinking about Ranko... and this afternoon."
Kasumi immediately blushed and turned back to her book. Nabiki
smiled to herself... as did Yasha.
"I- I- I don't know what you're talking about."
"Kasumi you're turning all red! If you're going to lie, at
least be better at it! Come on, I know you know."
"R-really I don't... please. I don't want to talk about it!"
"What's there to be ashamed of Kasumi? We both got a little
excited by Ranko... what's the big deal?"
"I- I'm not that kind of girl... at least I didn't think I
was." Nabiki shook her head and took an album from behind her back.
"Kasumi, this'll be shocking for you but I have to show it to
you. After that incident with Ranko, I nearly remembered something-
something I had lost. I couldn't hold onto the thought, but it
helped me to find this."
"What's in it?", Kasumi said with fear in her voice.
"I'm not sure, really... take a deep breath and look." She
closed her eyes as Nabiki opened the album. When Kasumi opened them,
she opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out because she
fainted first.
-=-=-
"Kasumi? Kasumi? Kasumi, are you okay?"
"Oh, Nabiki! It's you... I had a nightmare... a very strange
one! It was about- ..." Kasumi couldn't speak when she saw that the
pictures were real. On her lap sat a thick album of pictures. They
depicted herself, Nabiki, and Miss Hinako in various postures, poses,
and actions which began to make Kasumi feel uncomfortably warm.
On the very first page was a picture of the trio grabbing
each other's tits, with vibrators in their cunts, while smiling for
the camera. Another showed Kasumi and Nabiki eating each other out,
while yet another showed Hinko playing with herself.
"T-t-that can't b-be me!" Kasumi pointed at the pictures.
"I don't know how to explain it, Sis, but it has to be. I
can tell that these photos were taken with my camera... but I don't
remember doing any of these things." Nabiki took one photo out and
showed Kasumi the back. "Look at the date. Try to remember anything
you've done around or on that date."
"I- I can't... what does that prove, Nabiki? My life is very
simple. Outstanding things don't happen to me very often."
"Alright, but I've been going to school. I tried to recall
my lessons, I couldn't! Anything my friends talk about from any of
the dates these pictures were taken, I can't recall! But the funny
thing is, I must've setup the camera for every one of these pictures!
You see, my camera has a defect that only I know about and can get
around!"
"So we were willing participants for whatever happened!"
"You could tell that by the looks on our faces in those pics,
Kasumi. I wonder how Miss Hinako's mixed up in this?"
"We'd better find out. We'll talk to her first as soon as
possible!"
"Let's do that... but I have another idea for now. The best
way to remember something, is to do it again."
"You can't mean-"
"I want to re-enact some of these pictures, right now. It'll
help us remember!"
"We can't!"
"We already are!"
"I don't want to!"
"Don't say that, you know that you do... look at yourself!"
Kasumi looked down to see her hand up her nightie and in her sex.
Her other hand was teasing the nipple of her left breast through the
material of her nightgown. She flushed and tried to stop but found
that she couldn't. Actually she could partially stop, but only long
enough for her to turn to the next page in the album.
"N-Nabiki!", Kasumi moaned as tears ran down her face. Her
sister shushed her as she undid her blouse and nursed Kasumi on her
breast. Kasumi ran her hands along Nabiki's legs until she reached
her shorts. She undid the top button and plunged her hand underneath
the waistband of Nabiki's panties, playing with her pussy. Nabiki
moaned and reached to grab Kasumi's ass, when instinctively she moved
her hand under the mattress to pull out a pink vibrator.
As if by rote, Nabiki switched it to max and shoved it into
Kasumi unceremoniously. Kasumi gasped at the sudden intrusion, and
sat up straight, sending Nabiki to her back. Kasumi moved her kisses
from between Nabiki's cleavage, down to her naval, and finally to the
top of her panties. Tugging her shorts off, Nabiki pulled her the
crotch of her panties to one side to accommodate Kasumi. Although
being pounded, without mercy, by the highly effective vibrator...
Kasumi was methodical with Nabiki.
She pushed her fingers between Nabiki's swollen petals to
access the stiff clitoris. Kasumi smiled somewhat evily and licked
one of her fingers before proceeding. She watched Nabiki's reaction
as she bit gently on her clit and flicked her tongue across it. She
continued to probe Nabiki with her stiffened tongue until Nabiki came
uncontrollably. Kasumi didn't stop, causing her younger sister to
experience orgasm in rapid succession. After a while Kasumi lifted
her cum smeared face to kiss Nabiki and smile.
"You never did have much endurance." Nabiki, panting and
flushed, looked at her with a questioning look.
"And just how did you know that?" Kasumi stopped to think
but was forced to simply shrug. "I just remember that you cum faster
and more often than...."
"Than who!", Nabiki demanded.
"Than... I don't know. I don't remember. Help me with this!
I'm not getting anywhere with it!", Kasumi said desperately as she
fingered herself around the vibrator. Nabiki damped her already
soaked panties at the prospect and motioned for her sister to lie
back. Kasumi did, spreading her legs high and wide, causing Nabiki
to nearly cum again at just the sight. Nabiki removed Kasumi's pink
vibrator and licked it clean. She then removed her panties and threw
them to the floor. Wrapping Kasumi's long legs about herself, Nabiki
began to slowly grind their pussies together.
Kasumi moaned as Nabiki moved her hands up her smooth belly
to cup her elder sister's large breasts. Nabiki's hung down and
jiggled slightly with each rotation of her hips... Kasumi had no
choice but to reach out and fondle. Nabiki began an expert tease on
Kasumi's breasts accelerating her pleasure. She would accompany each
pinch of a nipple with an extra hard and fast grind while biting her
lip in an evil smile. Finally, Kasumi could stand it no longer and
began to rotate her own crotch in an opposite direction from Nabiki's
sending them both in to a frenzy.
Yasha, at the same time had been invisibly masturbating to
the touching love scene before her... it made her homesick for the
many pleasures she and her fellow succubi shared. She didn't let her
sedimentality get in the way of her purpose, however. Slowly she had
undid all the weaving that held back the two sister's memory. When
they had their next orgasm....
"OHHH!!!"
"OIMMMPH!!!"
Nabiki collapsed and screamed into the bedding while Kasumi
cried passionately into Nabiki's shoulder to muffle their cries.
Their bodies continued to spasm and shiver, their cunts clenching
reflexively after their supernaturally aided orgasm. Kasumi lifted
her sister's head, brushed strands of wet hair from her face, then
kissed her with love and closeness.
"I remember everything.", Kasumi said simply and quietly.
"Then that makes two of us....", Nabiki smiled and hugged her
sister with her body. Nabiki fell asleep almost instantly on top of
Kasumi. Although she had a full grown woman crushing her, and that
she was damp and sticky, hot and sweaty, and that she would have to
do a whole lot of cleaning the next day; Kasumi was more comfortable
than she had been in a while. She maneuvered as best she could to
cover the both of them with sheets and fell asleep peacefully.
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