An Experienced Woman Pt. 17 (Ranma 1/2) (Patreon)

Themes: Consensual, Threesome, Breeding, Self-cest

Word Count: 2,394

Summary: Kasumi has a plan. Ranma doesn't know about the plan... but he's going to like it all the same.

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It was very rare that a woman like Kasumi Tendo was nervous. But then, it was very rare that anyone attempted to do what she was about to. In the end though, the eldest Tendo daughter was going to go through with her half-baked, crazy little scheme. It was just her and Ranma for the evening… but that would change swiftly enough. Mixing in the powder with the tea, Kasumi turns from their tea set and takes the hot cup of liquid to where Ranma is lounging on the bed, a smile on her face.

“I thought we could bring Ranko out to play for the evening. If you don’t mind.”

Ranma chuckles as she holds out the cup of tea to him, but he wastes no time in taking it from her, nodding amicably before drinking it down.

“You know I don’t, darling. I haven’t the last few times, now have I?”

Kasumi smiles calmly, all while hiding her true feelings. That was indeed the case. Ranma and her had played with Ranko more than once since that first go, and Kasumi had gotten a good feel for her wife and husband by this point. She didn’t love either one more or less than the other. They were two sides of the same coin, and while they were certainly different people by now, they both came from the same person that Kasumi had fallen in love with.

Even still… as Ranma grunts and Ranko begins to form, the eldest Tendo girl turns back to her tea set. She licks her lips as she pulls a small vial from her dress. The next cup of tea gets the contents of that vial, and by the time she’s turning back around, Ranko is there, blushing and naked, for Kasumi to present it to. The red head blinks at the cup of tea, but she’s too used to following what either Kasumi or Ranma say without question at this point.

She happily takes the tea from Kasumi’s grasp and sips at it, her eyes going bright at just how sweet it is. Kasumi watches with a smile all the while, and then she takes the empty cup when Ranko is done. As she sets it down off to the side, Ranma grabs hold of their little crimson-haired plaything. By this point, Ranko is only a step or two above Shampoo in the pecking order. The other woman is more pet than anything else, but Ranko is their submissive little slut, happy to do anything and everything that Kasumi and Ranma suggest… or order her to do.

“So then, sweetheart. How shall we play with dear Ranko tonight?”

Ranma’s words ghost past Ranko’s ear as the red head blushes, squirming and mewling with need in the handsome man’s grasp. He kneads and gropes her tits as she pants, while Kasumi just smiles, before carefully stripping herself naked as well.

“Perhaps something a little new and a little old. Some… casual fun, for the evening.”

Both Ranma and Ranko watch as Kasumi approaches the bed. When she draws Ranko from Ranma’s grasp, neither of them resists. Ranko watches with curious, trusting eyes, allowing Kasumi to arrange her in such a way that her head is hanging back off of the bed, the rest of her body sprawled out across the mattress. Grinning wickedly, Kasumi points at the red head’s waiting mouth.

“You go here. I’ll go there.”

Ranma gets an idea of what Kasumi wants to do. A rather vanilla tag team of their sweet little sub compared to what they sometimes got up to with her, but it sounded like fun nonetheless. Hopping off the bed, Ranma moves into position in front of Ranko’s face. The partially upside down red head finds herself with a face full of balls in no time, and she moans wantonly as Ranma rubs them back and forth across her chin, lips, and nose.

Meanwhile, Kasumi crawls onto the bed and spreads Ranko’s legs apart. Settling down between them, the eldest Tendo girl goes prone as she buries her face in the submissive’s cunt, beginning the process of eating Ranko out, and only adding to the red head’s mewling and moaning. That mewling and moaning continues right up until the point where Ranma pulls back and fits his cockhead into Ranko’s mouth. With her long red ponytail wrapped around a fist, Ranma pulls the crimson-haired girl forward a little bit, even as he thrusts deep into her throat.

Ranko’s eyes go wide as Ranma’s entire cock goes straight through her mouth and into her esophagus. With the way she currently is, it’s the easiest passage into a face hole that Ranma has ever had. Kasumi has positioned their little slut so that Ranko’s lips and neck are in a straight line. No bend, no nothing. Just the red head’s pretty little neck bulging outward right in front of Ranma’s eyes as she tries to take his cock into her throat without gagging or choking.

She fails, of course.

“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”

Ranma groans at the tight spasming of their subby little slut’s throat, even as he pounds away. Kasumi watches with hooded eyes from betwixt Ranko’s thighs, her tongue deep inside of the girl’s dripping wet cunt as she stares up the slope of her body at where Ranma’s dick is pushing into the red head’s gullet. As usual, it’s exceptionally hot, watching her husband and the love of her life fuck their darling little wifey like that.

Ranko is certainly enjoying herself, if the sopping wet state of her cunt is anything to go off of. Her body shakes and spasms, and the red head actually cums on Kasumi’s tongue as Ranma does his best to throat-fuck her into oblivion. Her pussy juices spray out onto the eldest Tendo daughter’s face, and Kasumi laps them up like a pro, drinking them down and then getting back to work. In that moment, Ranko is nothing more than a toy for Ranma… but for Kasumi, she’s much, much more.

As tears fall from Ranko’s eyes and drool travels upside down along her face, making an utter ruin of it, Kasumi focuses every last ounce of her energy on preparing the red head for what’s to come. Ranko climaxes thrice more on Kasumi’s tongue, before finally the vibrations made by her stifled moans and the feeling of her tight throat around Ranma’s dick push him over the edge.

With a shout and a groan, Ranma begins to cum, his seed pumping into Ranko’s mouth and down the girl’s throat. She’s not in any way prepared for it of course, but that doesn’t stop the red head from trying her best to swallow every last drop. She does a fairly admirable job in the end as well, and Kasumi watches her throat as Ranko swallows and swallows and swallows some more. Eventually though, the load of seed overwhelms her, and more than a bit ends up exploding out of the red head’s mouth and nose as she chokes on it.

Ranma pulls out of her then, his cock a mess but still entirely erect. Grinning, Kasumi finally disengages from their submissive slut’s cunt as well, leaving quite the dripping wet pussy behind as she pushes her arms together, instinctively framing her breasts and drawing Ranma’s attention.

“Mm, shall we switch, lover boy? I want to see you give this tight little cunt a railing it won’t ever forget~”

Ranma lifts both eyebrows at Kasumi’s aggressive phrasing. But he can’t deny that it turns him on immensely to hear her talk like that. Grinning, the dark-haired young man climbs onto the bed, giving his wife a deep, passion-filled kiss as they pass each other.

“Heh, how can I possibly say no to that?”

As Ranma settles himself between Ranko’s legs, Kasumi climbs off the bed and falls to her knees, enjoying the look of pure unadulterated rapture and bliss on the red head’s face. She brushes her fingers through Ranko’s hair, taking hold of the girl’s ponytail just as Ranma thrusts his thick, messy cock deep into his female counterpart’s cunt. 

Ranko comes back to life so to speak, right then and there, her eyes snapping open and her jaw stretching wide in a silent scream that ends up more like a gurgle. Kasumi takes that moment to lean in and give the darling girl a deep kiss of her own, before she then goes about licking their submissive slut’s face clean of all of Ranma’s seed. She slurps and licks and laps up Ranma’s leavings, and Ranko becomes more and more responsive, the more she gets that big, fat cock deep inside of her needy little pussy.

When they’re practically just making out, rather than Kasumi having anything else left to clean off of Ranko’s face, the woman finally pulls back, leaving Ranko to mewl pathetically, though its somewhat hard for the red head to do so when half the time she’s moaning and crying out in pure bliss. Regardless, Kasumi gives a nod to Ranma, and her husband takes the hint, pulling Ranko back onto the bed a bit more.

With her head now supported by the mattress instead of hanging off the side, Ranko is more perfectly situated for Kasumi to climb on board and sit on the red head’s face. That’s exactly what she does, of course. Her pussy lips fall over Ranko’s face, and she moans as the submissive’s tongue lances out to run along Kasumi’s wet cunt.

That becomes Ranko’s entire existence for a good while. Taking Ranma’s cock into her stretched, clenching pussy, and eating out Kasumi’s tasty slit as the eldest Tendo girl undulates back and forth across her mouth. Not that the red head minds one bit. She attacks the task at hand with gusto, giving Kasumi the same enthusiastic effort that she had just been giving her. At the same time, Ranko can’t help but climax from Ranma’s thick, throbbing prick time and time again, her moans sending vibrations up into Kasumi’s pussy that in turn set off the other woman, causing her to orgasm all over Ranko’s face.

Seeing Ranma watching her as she goes through multiple stages of orgasmic bliss time and time again, Kasumi grins at her husband and leans forward, dragging the young man into a deep, passionate kiss. They make out atop Ranko’s body like that for what feels like an eternity, until finally Ranma cums deep inside of the red head’s womb, filling Ranko up with a massive amount of whit, hot seed.

It’s not enough though. Not enough for Kasumi’s plans. When he pulls out of Ranko, Kasumi is there to suck his cock off, but as soon as he gets hard again, the eldest Tendo girl finds a way to get him back inside their submissive red head. The next several hours are filled with fairly vanilla debauchery, as Kasumi focuses every ounce of her attention on depositing Ranma’s cum inside of Ranko’s womb.

By the time even Ranma is exhausted, the red head is looking a little bloated… and pregnant already, if Kasumi could say that. There’s a wide grin on the Tendo woman’s face as they all end up laying back and relaxing on the messy, messed-up bed. With Ranko between them, Ranma and Kasumi lounge in the cuddles, doing the same aftercare for their pliant, submissive slut as they always do.

Ranko in turn relaxes into their embrace, smiling and letting her eyes drift shut as she waits for the powder to wear off. She falls asleep like that, having long since discovered that its easier on her to just slip away back into Ranma’s mind while unconscious, than conscious. Plus, she’s exhausted to begin with. Ranma and Kasumi doze lightly as well, but Ranma always was a light sleeper… and Kasumi has a very good reason for not wanting to fall asleep quite yet.

It’s a few hours before it happens. Ranma’s eyes snap open and he sits up in bed, jostling both Ranko and Kasumi, and waking up the red head from her slumber as she blinks blearily in confusion. The young man stares down at his female counterpart with wide eyes, and then looks at Kasumi.

“Kasumi… what did you do?”

Biting her lower lip and smiling just a bit, Kasumi places her hand atop Ranko’s abdomen, right over the other woman’s womb.

“I think it’d be more accurate to say it’s something you did, darling.”

Ranko looks between the two of them with wide eyes, much more awake now as she realizes that she’s still in the real world, instead of taking the back seat in Ranma’s head. Then, the red head puts two and two together and gets what Kasumi is insinuating as well. Ranma gets it a second later, and his jaw drops open in amazement as he stares down at Ranko’s womb.

“You mean…”

Kasumi giggles and swirls her hand over their crimson-haired submissive’s belly.

“Yep~ Ranko is a real girl now. She has to be… to carry the child you just put in her.”

“A-Ah?!”

And just like that, Ranko is down for the count as she faints from that bit of information. Ranma isn’t doing much better, though he’s not going to faint, even if he is doing a pretty good impression of a goldfish, his mouth opening and closing as he fails to find the words. Finally though, he figures out what he wants to say, looking a mixture between excited, proud, and a little sad. To explain that last bit, he looks to Kasumi and shrugs his shoulders, smiling ruefully.

“I… sort of wanted my firstborn to come from you, Kasumi.”

The eldest Tendo daughter blinks and then giggles.

“Oh Ranma… did you think I’d put this little plan of mine into action before confirming my own pregnancy?”

And just like that, the martial artist is once again gob smacked. His eyes go down to Kasumi’s belly, to her womb, and unable to find the words, he just points soundlessly at her. Kasumi giggles again and nods her head up and down. The biggest grin she’s ever seen on Ranma’s face spreads from ear to ear as the man beams at her, and Kasumi beams right back.

Neither of them has ever been happier.