Story: Tunnel of Lust Love

 

 
"Say, Uchan. You don't think this tunnel is getting to us or anything, do you?"

Ranma Saotome was well known for saying rather stupid things. However, it must be said that this particular question was really quite up there in terms of sheer mind numbing stupidity. The reason why - much like for many of the stupid things he's said - comes down to the context he's said it in. I mean, Ukyo was on all fours, buck naked, her lithe sweat drenched body eagerly thrusting back as Ranma, equally naked and equally drenched in sweat was thrusting his turgid member into her quite eager pussy while his left hand lay upon her hip and his right upon the small of her back.

The question had primarily come to mind because Ranma wasn't the kind of guy to drool over a girl's body. Having one himself on occasion made that feel a bit weird anyway, but he'd always been super focused on martial arts even before that. So, the fact that he fetl super aware of how slender and feminine his buddy Uchan's body was, the swell of her breasts, her thin waist - it was enough to make him wonder if this tunnel that was devoted to making people horny beyond all reason was, in fact, making him horny beyond all reason.

Maybe once he'd nutted inside of Ukyo he'd be able to figure it out. She wasn't answering his question for some reason.

That reason was actually down to the fact that speech was not within Ukyo's reach right now. Imagine that you've wanted something for over half your life, and then out of nowhere it lands in your lap. You'd thought it was impossible, you'd thought that someone else would get it instead. But no, here you are, getting it drilled into you over and over again. Skillfully, intensely, passionately, getting exactly what you've wanted for a long, long time.

Ukyo's brain was devoted to two things right now, more or less. The first was the act of rutting itself, and everything involved with keeping that going. You know, breathing, keeping the organs working the way they should be, the background stuff that our brain automatically operates without any input from our conscious will. That on top of keeping her balance, thrusting her hips back. The other thing - which was taking a lot more brainpower than you might realise - was the act of committing this glorious moment to memory. Because there wasn't one instant, one solitary moment of this that Ukyo wanted to ever, ever forget.

Now, there was one other thing that was creeping up every now and then. Fairly rarely though. It was the idle thought that Ukyo was glad Ranma couldn't see her face right now, because the expression she was making was not the sort any kind of human normally makes. She looked more like a dog happy to chew on a bone than a human girl getting railed by the boy that she likes. Totally animalistic, absent all reason and rational thought, completely and totally lost in the dream becoming reality and finding it surpassing her wildest expectations.

Then again, that might have more to do with the various chemicals being released into the air, which may or may not be making their pleasure receptors a little more astute than normal.

"I mean, I knew you were cute, but I never really paid attention to how hot your body is before," Ranma said. "Normally that kinda thing doesn't get to me, but - guh, I could stroke this waist all day."

Which sounded like heaven to Ukyo if she was being honest. Yes, pet her body, pet it like a cat. Use those strong, rugged hands to stroke along her side, make her feel like a woman, remind her of her cast aside femininity and give her what she's wanted, what she's needed, what she's craved ever since locking eyes with him in that classroom after she'd finally, finally tracked him down.

"I don't wanna change the nature of our friendship or anything," Ranma continued, casually spanking Ukyo's butt in between his deep, riveting thrusts. "I mean, it's nice that you girls all seem to like me, and all, but to be honest I'm not looking for a relationship right now, and I don't want some stupid tunnel to change that for us."

Honestly, in the state of mind that she was in Ukyo didn't give a fuck about any of that right now. Normally it would jump up and down on her 'off' switch, but that switch was jammed on. She couldn't be turned off if Genma and Soun sat down in front of her and started to oil each other up. She couldn't be turned off if she found out Happosai was watching and filming. Her entire existence was centred around the fact that, right here and now, she was getting dicked nice and deep by Ranma. Ah! Merely being on her hands and knees wasn't enough anymore! She pulled herself away from that dick for a moment, turned around and jumped on him, landing in Ranma's lap with ravenous enthusiasm.

"The last thing I want right now is to get distracted while I'm honing my martial arts," Ranma continued, hugging tightly onto Ukyo while planting little nibbling kisses along the nape of her neck. She moaned incoherently, and he nodded. "Yeah, I get you. Some folk think it's because of my curse making me feel weird being attracted to chicks, but it's always been like that for me. Heck, getting rid of the curse is another priority too, you know?"

Sensing that Ranma thinking aloud was distracting him from what he should be really focused on, Ukyo took the chance to steal his lips with her own, shoving her tongue down his throat the same way he shoved her okonomiyaki down his. All that talk about relationships and stuff could wait, all she wanted was the sex!

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"Now Ryoga, it's very important that we talk about relationships, and not just the sex," Akane said. Worth noting at this point that Ryoga was flat on his back while Akane was straddling him cowgirl style. In fact, from the way her hips were moving you'd swear that she was riding a horse in motion rather than riding a boy flat on his back. "It can be very, very easy to fall into that trap, but the relationship must come first."

Of course, to Akane's mind she was thinking that Ryoga had a thing for Ranma's girl form, as she'd just seen him fucking that tight little shortstack body into sweet blissful ahego. It would probably surprise her to learn that Ryoga was actually having quite a tough time keeping up with her because, well, Akane's quite an enthusiastic girl when she gets going. In martial arts, in cooking, in swimming, whatever she sets her mind to. Shame she's only good at one of those things.

Well, here's a second thing she was good at. A skill that came naturally to her that she would normally balk at using. The very idea would turn her as red as her name implied, and would shortly thereafter leave the person suggesting it in a crumpled heap on the floor.

Then again, if she kept on fucking Ryoga like this he was going to wind up a crumpled heap on the floor anyway. For an entirely different reason though.

"So, first things first, you have to admit to liking the person that you like," Akane said, and in the process becoming the living incarnation of a pot making a racially oriented claim against a kettle. "I want you to practise on me. Okay? Tell me that you like me."

Now, this was something of an issue for Ryoga Hibiki. He had been trying to do this for well over a year at this point. Telling Akane Tendo that he liked her. That he would, given the chance, worship the very ground that she walked upon. That her smile lit up his life, that the fact she existed in the world was enough by itself to make it worth living in, and every time he had made the attempt he had faltered at the last moment. Usually because Ranma got in the way.

Still, he couldn't back down now. Not least because his hands were on her boobs and she was piledriving his cock with the ferocity of a lioness on the hunt. Akane was looking down expectantly at him. This was it. Now or never.

"I... I like you, Akane! Please go out with me!"

"Good!" Akane said, patting him on the head. "I almost believed that! If you tell a girl like that, then she'll have no choice but to respond!"

"No, really! I like you a lot!" Ryoga yelled out.

"Hrm... That phrasing seems a bit desperate to me," Akane said. "That might discourage her a bit."

Guh! The tragedy of it all! Here he was pouring out his heart and soul, and she was convinced it was training so he could confess to some other girl! No, Akane! It was you that he liked! Not some other girl! Would he be having sex with you if it was some other girl he -

Hang on a second. Wait. Wait. Let's get that old hamster running in its wheel for a bit. Get the neurons firing. That's it, just about there... You're having sex with the girl that you love. There is literally nothing tragic about that, grab hold of that ass and ride it for all it was -

No, no, on second thought let her take charge, she was starting to throw her whole body into this.

"Ryoga! Don't just lie there and make me do all the work!" Akane said. "Ugh, boys... What is it about you that makes you such perverts? No wonder you succumb to the effects of this tunnel so fast."

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A little while later, Ukyo was stumbling through the tunnel with a biiiiig goofy smile on her face. A little further down the corridor, she could see Ryoga. Who had a biiiiiig smile on his face. Next to Ukyo, Ranma was casually strolling along deep in thought while staring up at the ceiling. Next to Ryoga, Akane was deep in thought staring at the ground.

"Oh, there you are!" Ranma suddenly said. "Man, trust you getting lost."

"Me getting lost?" Akane huffed, getting right into Ranma's face. "You're the one that disappeared all of a sudden! Don't try to shift the blame! Anyway, do you have anything to say to Ranma, Ryoga?"

"Hehehehehehehehe..." Ryoga muttered, not even taking heed of the fact that Akane had, upon reaching Ranma, hooked her leg around his waist, while Ranma's hands were now squarely on her butt.

"Witty as ever," Ranma rolled his eyes. "Right, Uchan?"

"Hehehehehehehe..." Ukyo chuckled, staring directly and unrepentantly at Ranma's butt.

"Well, did you find anything?" Akane asked, blatantly and obviously pressing her breasts into Ranma's chest. "We didn't find anything."

"I think there was a way out over there, another secret passage or something," Ranma said. He lightly spanked Akane, then pulled her body closer to his. "We gotta be careful though, pretty sure this place is starting to get to us."

"Try anything inappropriate, and it'll be the last thing you do!" Akane said, jumping up to cradle Ranma's head while her legs were wrapped snugly around his waist. Resulting in her being carried by him, while both Ryoga and Ukyo were a little too blissed out to really care much. Funny thing that, getting exactly what you want. It puts your head in a really weird place.