An Experienced Woman Pt. 4 (Ranma 1/2) (Patreon)

Themes: Threesome, Consensual, Genderbending, Loving

Word Count: 2,848

Summary: After letting Ranma and Ryoga share her, Kasumi has an idea of what she wants to do next. It's all in the name of fixing the bad blood between Ranma and Ryoga of course. If her and Ranko have to take one for the team, that's perfectly fine~

Part 4  

Ryoga Hibiki was no longer quite so sure about all of this. To be fair, he’d been a bit put off from the very beginning by the whole idea. Sharing Ranma’s wife with him to bridge the gap and quell the anger that lay between them? It seemed a little ludicrous, but while Ryoga was a martial artist above all else, horny young man was a close second.

So he’d gone along with things and boy had he been happy he did so. Kasumi Tendo not only had a great pair of breasts that he’d played with for what felt like ages, she was also an excellent cocksucker, even if it was the first time he’d ever had his cock sucked. He was pretty sure that regardless of a lack of frame of reference, the slightly older woman was an expert. There was no way it could have felt so good if she wasn’t.

Spit roasting Ranma’s wife actually had gone a long way to making Ryoga feel better about all the shit that he blamed Ranma for. And when it was all over and he’d cum down Kasumi’s throat, watching the woman as she swallowed every last drop almost greedily, Ryoga had been ready to live and let live. It had been Kasumi that wasn’t nearly satisfied with everything and the moment he’d seen her looking between Ranma and him with that wicked smirk on her face, he’d known it was bad news.

Now, here he was, standing there like a dumbass, staring at the naked form of a familiar red haired busty beauty. Ranma in his girl form was still pretty damn hot but now that Ryoga knew it was Ranma, he couldn’t possibly get aroused by the sight of those large tits and the cute dimply smile on her face, or her wide hi- down cock, down! Ryoga grumbled as he tried in vain to cover his hard on, much to the amusement of the two women in the room.

“W-what the hell is this? I know that’s Ranma now, you can’t possibly think I’d be interested in fucking him.”

Ranma looked surprised while Kasumi merely smiled and moved in towards the short stacked red head’s back, reaching up behind her to grab her large tits. The younger woman moaned wantonly as Kasumi explained.

“This isn’t Ranma anymore Ryoga. While yes, they technically share the same headspace and the same body, even if that body is rather fluid, Ranko is one hundred percent separate from my darling Ranma. Ah, I’m such a lucky woman, having both a husband and a wife.”

Ryoga just stared, his face aflame with arousal at the sight of Kasumi molesting the busty red head like she was.

“R-Ranko?”

‘Ranko’ looked up at him and bit her lower lip, nodding shyly and speaking in a surprisingly soft feminine tone.

“Being as masculine as he is, Ranma couldn’t quite handle the pleasure that Kasumi was able to force on him when he was stuck in his female form. The contradiction broke him a little and to make things alright, I was born to take over whenever the curse was activated and he was turned into a female. I truly am sorry for what Ranma did with my body back at the cursed springs Ryoga. I hope you can forgive us, but if you want to slake yourself on my body for revenge, I’m happy to let you do that as well.”

Ryoga was pretty sure if she continued talking he’d have a heart attack. Already he could feel himself beginning to hyper ventilate as he stared at those beautiful doe eyes on the naked red head’s face. Kasumi giggled at his plight and he shot her a betrayed look that she simply returned by smiling smugly and batting her eye lashes.

“What do you say Ryoga? You and Ranma made up, but my dear little Ranko still regrets the part she played in you becoming cursed, no matter how small it was. Allow us to lavish you with our attention. You can have us both. Have you ever been with two women before, Ryoga?”

The way she elongated the pronunciation of his name made trying to hide his throbbing massive dick behind his hands any longer outright impossible. Ryoga gave up on that as a lost cause and swallowed thickly as he considered Kasumi’s words. He’d never been with one woman before, not really. Getting to fondle Kasumi’s tits and then being sucked off by the same woman that was the furthest he’d ever gotten when it came to matters of sex.

And if it really wasn’t Ranma, but was instead a new personality named Ranko that was distinctly feminine, it wasn’t like Ryoga was fucking another dude right? It was probably totally fine this way. Biting his lower lip, Ryoga finally gave in, the bandana wearing young man nodding slowly, much to the delight of both women before him.

“Alright… fine. How do we begin?”

Grinning impishly, Kasumi began to guide Ranko forward until she was right in front of Ryoga. Then, the older woman transitioned her grip on Ranko’s tits to the underside, simply hefting the massive mammaries up as if to offer them to Ryoga. Judging by the anticipatory look in Ranko’s eyes, this was exactly what Kasumi was doing so after a moment of hesitation, the young man reached out and took hold of the offered breasts, squeezing and kneading them, much to Ranko’s vocal enjoyment.

As the red head moaned, Ryoga found himself transfixed by the way her large tits molded and gave way to his grasp. Her sensitive boob flesh truly was intoxicating and he couldn’t quite help blurting out what he said next.

“Y-You’re even bigger than Kasumi…”

A good-natured scowl and a happy little giggle from Kasumi and Ranko respectively finally put Ryoga the rest of the way at ease. The last of his tension bled from his shoulders and the young man let an easy-going smile spread across his face as he continued to play with Ranko’s tits for a little while longer. Eventually though, it was Kasumi who decided to move things on, her hands suddenly on the short red head’s shoulders. Ryoga watched as the slightly older woman pushed the younger to her knees, descending to her own at the same time.

Now that they were face level with his cock, Kasumi was quick to grab Ranko by the base of her long ponytail, pushing the crimson haired young woman’s head forward until Ryoga’s cock was rubbing all over her face through no fault of his own. Staring down at the sight before him, Ryoga felt his mouth go dry as he watched Ranko part her pouty lips so she could take his dick in between them. After she’d sucked him in, the red head went to work on his shaft, not nearly as experienced or skilled as Kasumi yet still doing a number on the horny young man.

Ryoga threw back his head and groaned, placing his hands in Ranko’s hair and luxuriating in the feeling of having his dick sucked by the submissive beautiful red head. It was intense, especially when Kasumi began to force Ranko deeper and deeper on his length, all the way to the hilt.

“That’s right darling, take it all you slutty little girl. Take every last bit of his big hard dick in your throat. There you go, there you go~”

“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”

Hearing Kasumi disparaging Ranko like that even as the red head gagged on his shaft, her nose buried in his pubes, it was just too much for Ryoga. He let out a shout and began to cum on the spot, eyes wide as he watched Kasumi hold Ranko in place. The younger woman immediately choked on his cum, his white hot seed exploding out of her nostrils and the corners of her mouth as she squirmed a bit, but Kasumi wasn’t letting her go and eventually she managed to swallow most of Ryoga’s ejaculate, beyond what had already spilled out onto her face.

Panting heavily, Ryoga pulled out of Ranko’s throat, still staring at the scene before him even as Kasumi spun the red head around and immediately began to kiss her, licking the remnants of his discharge from her wife’s face even as she pulled the naked young woman back onto her back. Ryoga’s eyes trailed down Ranko’s back to her wide hips and firm full ass and he blinked as Kasumi reached back and pointed down at Ranko’s dripping wet pussy lips.

The nonverbal invitation, given while Kasumi was distracting Ranko… it made Ryoga’s cock jump back to attention in record time and the bandana wearing martial artist quickly knelt between Kasumi’s legs, grabbing hold of his thick prick and bringing it to bear on Ranko’s slit. A moment later he was inside of the red head, much to her surprise. Ranko squealed like a stuck pig as he lost his virginity to her, forcing his shaft into her deep inner passage, groaning at how slick it was.

In no time at all, Ryoga was thrusting away, plowing Ranko from behind as Kasumi held her down, kissing her. The submissive red head eventually stopped squirming and simply took it, her wide hips pushing back towards his cock as Ryoga pistoned it in and out of her cunt. If this was what sex was like, Ryoga wasn’t sure he cared about martial arts anymore. If this was what a threesome was like, Ryoga was convinced he was already ruined for normal sex, because Kasumi’s presence added something to the entire experience that he couldn’t even begin to quantify.

Groaning louder, Ryoga continued to slam home into Ranko’s cunt, feeling the tip of his cock pressing against the entrance of her cervix with every thrust until finally he felt his balls churning and a load of cum traveling down the length of his shaft. Ryoga knew this much at least, even if he never had had sex before now, he’d learned how babies were made.

At the last second, the bandana wearing martial artist pulled out of Ranko’s pussy and release his white hot seed all over her back and her ass, covering her smooth undulating flesh in a liberal layer of sticky cum. A feeling of visceral satisfaction at seeing the red head defiled in this way washed through Ryoga’s body even as his cock once again began to soften in his hand.

Only, Kasumi apparently wasn’t done yet. Before Ryoga knew it, the beautiful woman had flipped her and Ranko over. She pinned the messy red head down and kissed her deeply before pulling away to look back over her shoulder at him, a wicked glint in her eye as she shook her ass back towards him invitingly.

“Ryoga~ I could never let you have my cunt, as that’s Ranma’s… but I do have one more hole to offer you.”

Ryoga’s eyes widened as he realized the woman meant the hole nestled between her butt cheeks. Even as he worried about cleanliness, his cock began to once again grow hard and thick at the insinuation, the blush on his face turning an even deeper scarlet color. Apparently seeing the conflict in his eyes, Kasumi’s lips spread into an impish grin.

“You don’t need to worry about it being clean Ryoga~ I make sure to clean it very thoroughly every single day. I’m a little bit of an anal slut, to tell you the truth. It’s already lubed up and ready for you. All you have to do is stick it in.”

Swallowing hard, Ryoga moved forward almost like a zombie, his mouth once again dry as he reached out and grabbed Kasumi’s ass cheeks in his hands, spreading them apart to find that the woman wasn’t lying. Her sphincter looked pristine and even glistened, the lube she’d mentioned. Unable to resist, Ryoga slowly pushed his pulsating member forward and began to penetrate Kasumi’s ass much to the Tendo woman’s vocal delight.

He slid in rather easily but it was still the most intense pressure he’d ever felt in his admittedly limited sex life. Ryoga groaned as he began to saw in and out of Kasumi’s butthole and Kasumi moaned in response before turning her attention back to the blissed out Ranko beneath her, kissing the hell out of the red head as Ryoga fucked her ass.

Even having come twice already… Kasumi’s ass was just too much. To be fair to Ryoga, he was doing better than most would have been able to. After all, there was a reason that Soun Tendo feared his daughter and it had everything to do with what had happened between a sexually curious Kasumi Tendo and the good doctor Tofu Ono. ‘The mind is willing by the flesh is spongy and weak’ was an apt description of the events that had led to Dr. Tofu swearing off all contact with not only Kasumi but the entire Tendo household.

So, when Ryoga came within a few minutes of beginning to truly fuck Kasumi’s asshole, it wasn’t really his fault. The eldest Tendo daughter’s butt could probably be classified as a potentially lethal martial artist move, if one used a rather liberal interpretation of martial arts. Completely sucked dry, Ryoga fell back away from Kasumi’s ass, his cock coming out with a pop. The young man landed on his back, completely zonked out, his eyes rolled back in his head and his eyelids fluttering shut from sheer exhaustion.

Looking back over her shoulder at him, Kasumi giggled and then glanced back to her beautiful crimson haired wife. Ranko blushed up at her and bit her lower lip needily in a way that never failed to get Kasumi’s engine revving all over again. It would be some time before the two women would be done in the same way Ryoga was done.

-x-X-x-

Ranma had a smile on his face as he waved Ryoga off. The other martial artist was smiling too and he waved back good-naturedly before continuing on his way. Neither knew when they’d see each other again given Ryoga’s issues with travel, but they now shared a bond as brothers that went deeper than any previous issue either had with the other.

Looking to Kasumi, Ranma raised an eyebrow.

“Are you satisfied woman?”

The words were said in an exasperated tone, but not truly that seriously as Kasumi covered her mouth and giggled again.

“For now my dear husband~”

Narrowing his eyes, Ranma crossed his arms over her muscular chest.

“And what does that mean, darling wife?”

Kasumi licked her lips and gave Ranma a sultry smile as she got closer, wrapping her arms around the sturdy young man’s neck and hooking a leg up against his waist in a way that would show far too much of her skin to any who were passing by on the street where they were stood.

“Ah, my loving, understanding husband… surely you know by now that pleasure does not have to take place between just two people. We can have so much fun together… and with others if we like. Did you enjoy sharing me with Ryoga?”

Ranma’s face took on a considering look for a moment before he nodded.

“I did. It was fun, making ya into a spit roast like you called it. You clenched down harder around my dick than you ever have before when you had Ryoga’s prick in your mouth.”

Kasumi’s sultry smile became a full blown wicked grin as she ran her fingers down Ranma’s chest, pushing inside of his gi and tracing the edges of his pecs directly.

“And Ranko? Did she enjoy her time with Ryoga?”

Here Ranma blushed, but still nodded all the same.

“Yeah she did. Ranko’s already on board anyways, but then she’ll do anything you tell her and you know that. You’re gonna have to make it good before I go along with any games. Ryoga was alright… but I won’t just let any man fuck my wife.”

Kasumi let out a moan of happiness at Ranma’s possessive tone and the martial artist could feel his wife’s naked pussy lips rubbing against his leg, steadily soaking through his pants right there in the open as she nuzzled his neck.

“Does that mean any woman is allowed to fuck me dear husband?”

Ranma paused and then snorted, glancing down at his minx of a wife.

“Hmph, only if I get to watch, if not participate…”

Licking her lips, Kasumi nodded slowly, locking gazes with Ranma and looking at him with hooded eyes.

“That can be arranged darling. That can be arranged.”

The two perverted lovebirds moved back inside as Ranma chuckled, sure that if nothing else, his beautiful wife would keep him on his toes going forward. Time would tell what sort of mischief she would get up to next. Still, if any of it was half as good as the fun they’d had with Ryoga, Ranma didn’t think he’d mind one bit.