The Battle for the 999th Fuck, Round 1

Panicking, Ryoga bowed until his head bopped against Kasumi’s aproned bust. “Please, may I fuck you in your pussy, Kasumi!”

“Oh, my what a strange thing to say, Ryoga. Of course, you can. You can have any of my holes at any time. (Subject to the exceptions of the Free Use Law.)”

Ranma was not happy. She smelled something fishy, and it wasn’t Kasumi’s pussy. Maybe it was how her greatest frenemy suddenly became rock-hard. To me, it looked entirely too unnatural! And I remembered how unbelievably quickly he had hardened it - or softened it! - before. It meant Ryoga had so much control of his body, he could make his blood rush in and out of his penis at will. Earlier I had finally noticed how much Ranma had control over her own body. What they both had in common were they were both highly trained and practiced martial artists. Using their bodies in exceptional ways was what the art was about.

Ryoga’s strong arms easily picked Kasumi up and positioned her twat over his long cock. He then shoved her down over it! “Oh, my! So long! And so rigid. It’s been awhile since I’ve felt a cock this hard.”

“I’m going to let go of you, but I’m going to catch you by your arms, okay, Kasumi?”

“If, if that’s the sexual position my guest wants to use on me. Thank you, though, for warning me, Ryoga.” Then she was falling backward. Before she could begin to slip out away from his cock, he took her close to her wrists. “Anything else you’d like to tell me?” she asked, catching her breath. She looked below. She was nearly level with the floor, her head away from him.

“Yes. Wrap your legs around me. I’m going to keep you out like this.”

“Did you read this in the “Kama Sutra”? Well, it will be a novelty. Sex around here has gotten a bit routine around here.”

I noticed Ranma’s intense gaze bring in more of her training. Not being a martial artist myself, I could only follow the hints her sharp senses gave me. There was the interplay of Kasumi’s muscles as she adjusted to being fucked; but there was, of course, far more activity in Ryoga’s muscles as he brought his hips back and slammed them forward against Kasumi’s crotch. Again and again, he did this, while she concentrated her muscle tension in the legs that were keeping her lower body from falling off. She put so much force into her legs, I was brought to wonder how Ryoga was able to separate from her to slap back against her so they could have the necessary fucking friction. His hips moved; hers didn’t. Kasumi’s hips and upper body were as good as suspended in mid-air. That was enough to shift me towards Ranma’s awareness of energy lines. Like the iron filings of a bar magnet, the lines swept up his legs and down his torso and into and through Kasumi.

“They’re concentrated in his and her GPSes,” Ranma saw what I had been missing. “Ryoga said he had learned to do special techniques with people’s Global Positionin’ Systems. He’s usin’ them to perfectly balance Kasumi center of mass so there’s the minimum of stress on both their bodies, makin' this acrobatic stunt possible.” She then went from muttering to a loud, “But why?!!”

“Kasumi, you’re…” Ryoga seemed embarrassed to say, “you’re a sloppy fuck.”

“Well, I have been fucked - what? - twelve times already today? Let me think...two by Father, four by Uncle Saotome, twice by a repairman, two times on my way to the market -”

“Okay, Kasumi! I’m ready to do it! Here it comes!” he said, crying out in a loudish groan!

“Hmf!” the nude Ranma scowled. “That’s a fake cum cry if I ever heard it.”

“That’s okay if I don’t cum as well. It’s my guests’ I must consider.”

Ryoga’s legs and arms shook a little as he took Kasumi off his deflating cock and gently placed her on her feet. Cum fell in drops from between her still open twat. “There! See!?” he cried turning to Ranma and pointing.

“I see you didn’t cum!!" Ranma hit the table and let her boobs dance for emphasis. "Those are the cums she still had left inside her!! You used your GPS technique to jostle the remains around so they moistened in her juices, collected and then all come out together!! You didn’t give away your 999th fuck, yet!!!”