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An Experienced Woman Pt. 10 (Ranma 1/2)
🕑 Added 2017-11-27 20:00:59 +0000 UTC Patron RequestThemes: Consensual, Gangbang, Dom/Sub
Word Count: 2600
Summary: Kasumi wants to thank Ranma for her amazing Birthday. So she tracks down a certain powder that she thinks they'll have quite a lot of fun with. Too bad it's temporary. For now...
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To say Kasumi is excited would be an understatement. After Ranma’s beautiful gift on her birthday the month before, she’d wanted to find the perfect way to pay him back for such an amazing night of pleasure. As such she’d scoured the Earth for the perfect gift for her wonderful husband. And now that she’d found it, she almost couldn’t wait to try it out.
Ranma definitely noticed something was off with her at dinner time. But then, when her hand was in his lap beneath the table, stroking his cock through his pants even more enthusiastically than usual as she squirmed in place and ate quickly with her free hand, it was kind of obvious something was up. Thankfully, for their own sakes, their fathers and Kasumi’s sisters had long since learned to ignore such behavior, even at the dinner table.
As such, dinner was a quiet affair, and after desert had been consumed, Kasumi had all but pulled Ranma from the dining room into their personal bedroom. As soon as they were inside and the door was closed behind them, Shampoo was stirring from her little bed in the corner of the room, blinking dumbly as she looked up at the pair in confusion and slowly building lust.
Neither paid their beloved pet any mind though, Ranma was more interested in what was going on with his darling wife.
“… Kasumi? You’ve been acting weird all day. What’s up?”
With an incredibly wide grin on her face, Kasumi walks over to the closet and pulls open the door. Reaching inside, she comes back out with a small box in hand, already torn open, clearly from the post office. Spinning around to face her husband, Kasumi’s grin widens even further as she holds the box out.
“It’s finally arrived Ranma!”
As the martial artist takes the box from Kasumi’s hands and Shampoo rises from her little bed, curiosity piqued, the eldest Tendo daughter spins around and begins to prepare some tea. Ranma’s brow furrowed as he pulls a small jar out of the box. Setting said box aside, he unscrews the lid from the jar and looks inside at the powder within.
Wise enough at this point not to leap before he looks, Ranma glances over at his darling wife.
“… What is it Kasumi?”
The slightly older woman grins wickedly as she brings the tea set over on a tray and takes the jar from Ranma’s hand.
“It’s a very special powder Ranma, a very special powder indeed. Tell me… do you trust me?”
“With all my heart!”
The response is immediate and Kasumi’s grin turns into a soft smile for a moment as the conviction in Ranma’s voice warms her heart. She takes the small jar and up ends the powder within into a cup of tea she’s poured, then she swirls it in with a spoon and holds the cup out to Ranma.
“Drink this for me darling, and all will be made clear.”
Brow furrowed, Ranma takes the small cup with both hands and simply downs the concoction inside, his trust in his wife absolute and unyielding. For a moment, nothing happens. And then his eyes go wide as he doubles over and lets out a shout. Kasumi watches with a serene smile on her face, while Shampoo’s eyes are wide with fear.
The slightly broken Chinese Amazon is frozen in indecision. Is… is her mistress killing her master? S-Should she do something? She doesn’t know, she doesn’t know what to do, she doesn’t know what Kasumi put in the tea. She doesn’t know anything and thus the ‘Pet’ stays still, even as Ranma’s body begins to shift and change before their eyes. Only, he’s not changing, instead its like something is growing out of him.
The scene is rather grotesque, but eventually its over and Ranma is catching his breath as a naked Ranko stands there, blinking dumbly down at herself. Kasumi looks the short-stacked red head up and down and lets out a joyous giggle, bouncing on the balls of her feet and clapping in giddy excitement.
“It worked! It worked, it worked, it worked!”
Ranma, slowly recovering, groans as he finally pushes off his hands and sits back on his knees, rubbing his forehead with the heel of his palm.
“Kasumi, what did you even do? What the hell was… that?”
As he’s speaking, Ranma finally looks up and notices the new body in the room. The martial artist is left dumbfounded as he stares at a face he’s only ever seen in a mirror, and a naked body that he most certainly hasn’t ever explored, and one that he’s had no need to ever since Kasumi helped him split off Ranko into a distinct personality.
Only… now Ranko isn’t just another personality in his head, she’s right in front of him, in her own body. Staring at his female form made manifest, Ranma’s mouth opens and closes like a goldfish a few times, before he finally turns to Kasumi with wide eyes.
“W-What was that stuff?! Is this permanent?!”
Kasumi’s fervor dies down a bit and her smile fades somewhat as she shakes her head.
“Unfortunately not Ranma, it’s only temporary… I figured it would do one of two things. Either there would be two of you and we’d have fun anyways, or this would happen, and you and Ranko would each have your own bodies, at least for a little while.”
Ranma looks over at his female half again, pressing his lips tightly together for a long moment. In response, Ranko averts her gaze, the naturally submissive red head rather cowed by being in the presence of her more domineering male half. After the moment passes though, Ranma’s mouth curls into a wide, wicked grin and he looks back to Kasumi.
“And what sort of fun were you hoping to have Kasumi?”
Grinning back, secretly relieved that Ranma was happy with her, the eldest Tendo daughter reaches down and begins to strip, pulling off her dress and then her bra and panties. Ranma, Ranko, and Shampoo watch this in silence, and when Kasumi is done she cocks a hip out and adopts a coy smile on her face.
“Whatever you two want, Ranma. I’m at your disposal, my dear husband and wife.”
Ranma’s grin only grows as he glances to Ranko. Seeing him looking at her again, Ranko smiles hesitantly and bows her head.
“It’s all you… sir.”
It feels a bit weird for both of them, not being in each other’s heads like usual, but Ranma is fully prepared to take charge of this scenario. He nods and stalks forward, reaching up and grabs Kasumi by her hair. The woman moans as she’s dragged over to the bed and tossed onto it, even as Ranma kneels behind her and grabs her shapely ass, bringing her to her knees by pulling it into the air. His cock is out and in his hands in no time, and he begins to rub it against Kasumi’s but crack, hot dogging her as he grows hard and thick.
After a moment, Ranma glances to his naked female half.
“Well? Go ahead and enjoy our slutty wife’s mouth Ranko! Heaven knows she’s made you eat her cunt more than enough! Your turn, don’t you think?”
The idea causes Ranko’s eyes to light up and the red head scrambled onto the bed as well, plopping her pert behind down on the pillows and spreading her legs wide as she scooches forward towards Kasumi’s waiting face. Even before Ranko’s hands curl in the older woman’s hair, Kasumi has her mouth open and her tongue out. As soon as her face is buried in Ranko’s muff, the red head is moaning wantonly.
Watching the scene from this sort of perspective, rather than from the back of Ranko’s mind when the red-haired girl has control of their body, is certainly an interesting experience. After a moment, Ranma realizes that he’s fully hard, and he quickly pulls his cock back from Kasumi’s ass crack, fitting the dick tip against her pussy lips and slamming it home into her cunt.
Judging by the muffled cries and the even louder moan coming from Ranko’s throat, Kasumi enjoyed the rough treatment as Ranma swiftly began to pound her sopping wet cunt. In no time at all, Kasumi’s pussy walls are tightening around his cock, and her juices are flowing along his length, making the passage even slicker as she orgasms on his member. Ranma just keeps on thrusting, and Ranko is humping Kasumi’s face with wild abandon at this point, her moans turning into cries of pleasure as she gets closer and closer to an orgasm of her own.
Eventually, she goes right over the edge and paints Kasumi’s face in her pussy juices. This doesn’t deter the eldest Tendo Daughter though, not one bit. Instead, if anything Kasumi’s efforts redouble in pace and she eagerly and enthusiastically eats out Ranko’s sopping wet pussy, even as Ranma continues to fuck her from behind.
Both women end up orgasming twice more apiece before Ranma reaches his first release, and even Shampoo manages to masturbate to a climax in that timeframe, watching the scene with wide eyes and her mouth agape and salivating, drool literally sliding from her lips onto her chin and then off onto her naked tits. Ranma grunts as he fills Kasumi’s womb with his seed for the umpteenth time, and he leans over her while he pumps his cum into her, nuzzling her neck even as she continues to go to town on Ranko’s slit.
When he’s done, he pulls back and seems to contemplate the scene for a moment in silence. From the way Kasumi is acting, the woman will happily eat Ranko out for hours if left to her own devices. And from the look on Ranko’s face as the red head curls her fingers through Kasumi’s hair, not only will she let her, she’ll probably end up exhausted long, long before Kasumi is.
Grunting, Ranma looks over to Shampoo and gets a devious sort of idea. Grinning, he snaps his fingers at their beloved pet, drawing the Chinese Amazon’s attention to himself.
“Shampoo. Go get Kasumi’s box of toys from the closet, will you? Be quick about it and I’ll let you join in~"
He half-sings the last bit and Shampoo’s already wide eyes nearly bulge out of her head at the offer, as she scrambles to her feet and darts over to the closet. In the meantime, Ranma reaches out and drags Kasumi away from Ranko’s drenched pussy, causing both women to whine in confusion and dismay, even as Ranma rolls his eyes at them.
“Ranko, we’re going to do something else now. Don’t worry, it’ll still be fun.”
It takes a moment for the red head to blink and nod her head, stifling her instinctive response to growl at Ranma for ruining her fun. By this point, Shampoo is back with the box of toys, and after he looks through it for a second, Ranma ultimately pulls out two big, beefy strap-ons. One is pink and one is purple as he hands them to Ranko and Shampoo respectively.
“Put these on.”
Their eyes light up at the thought of what they might do with the fake phalluses, and Ranko is quickly off the bed, strapping her own harness and dildo to her crotch right alongside Shampoo. Once their done, Ranma grabs Shampoo by the arm and manhandles both her and Kasumi into position. While some of his cum has slipped out of her by this point, the majority of his seed still remains in Kasumi’s womb as he impales her on Shampoo’s big, purple strap-on. His lovely wife goes down with a loud, lewd moan, but only once she’s fully sheathed does Ranma stop.
He grabs Ranko next, taking hold of the red head’s thick, pink cock and guiding it to Kasumi’s back door. His female half understands what needs to be done almost immediately, and as Ranma holds Kasumi’s ass cheeks apart, Ranko in turn slides the fake dick into their wife’s butthole, right past her sphincter as the eldest Tendo daughter whines from the sensation of being doubly penetrated.
With the girls filling her lower holes, Ranma stands up on the bed. He positions himself right above Shampoo’s face, even as she and Ranko begin to pound into Kasumi’s cunt and ass. Ranma though, is after a slightly higher hole. Kasumi blinks as he smacks his messy dick across her face, but when he rubs the tip of his member along her lips, she’s happy to open up and blow him.
As always, Kasumi proves herself to be an excellent cocksucker, even when she’s being railed by two women armed with some very big fake dicks. Her head bobs up and down on his member and her lips suck at him so hard that her cheeks suction in like a vacuum, or something right out of a hentai. Ranma groans and Kasumi slides her tongue back and forth along the underside of his cock, even as she looks up into his eyes with a gaze filled with lust.
The vibrations from her constant moans swiftly prove to be too much for Ranma to handle, and he loses all self-control as he begins to fuck Kasumi’s face, thrusting into her throat in short order and causing her to gag and choke on his dick even as she’s pounded in both holes from below.
“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”
Even still, Kasumi is climaxing over and over again in short order. And it’s as this continues, that Ranma learns something spectacular. If he really wanted to exhaust his wife, he shouldn’t have bothered with Ryouga and Kuno anyways. Men had limited amounts of stamina… but with just himself, all he had to worry about was his own cock. Two women with strap-ons could go for a lot longer than two men with real cocks.
As he fucks Kasumi’s face hole, Ranko and Shampoo continue to go to town on her lower holes. Eventually Ranma does cum, and Kasumi, spectacularly enough, manages to swallow every last drop. But he’s ready and raring for more quickly enough that there’s barely a pause, and neither Ranko nor Shampoo ever stop thrusting. Kasumi climaxes over and over again, and as her eyes roll up in her head and her face gets sluttier and sluttier, Ranma truly believes they’ll succeed in tuckering out the insatiable Tendo.
Of course, he’d forgot one major thing. The powder was temporary. In the end, there came a point where Ranko quite literally poofed out of existence and while the thick fake cock stayed lodged in Kasumi’s ass, there was no longer any thrust behind it, as Ranma felt his female half reappear in the back of his mind once more.
Sensing weakness, Kasumi goes on the attack, and her hands begin to assault Shampoo’s mammaries, even as she sucks all the harder at Ranma’s dick. Her eyes never leave his… and in the end, they all lay cuddled up, exhausted together as Kasumi takes up the middle slot, Ranma on one side of her and Shampoo on the other. As he rests his head on his wife’s comfortable breasts, Ranma lets out a contented sigh.
“Thank you Kasumi… this was quite nice.”
He pauses and then smiles.
“Ranko says thank you as well.”
Kasumi just grins, running an affectionate hand through her strong, amazing hubby’s hair. She’d had her fair share of fun too after all.
Comments
Cambrian
The Patron has confirmed with me that that's for later =) Kasumi has to convince Ranma that its a good idea first~
Cypher Three
Would've been nice to see a bit of Ranma/Ranko action, but not bad.
