Story: Shampoo and Conditioning

 

What is it about watching two cute girls getting freaky with each other that tickles the straight male's libido so? Why do so many men find lesbians appealing? Is it an ego thing? The bizarre notion that a man can entice a lesbian into enjoying their penis, and only their penis? If you think about it rationally there shouldn't be any interest there - relaistically if the lesbian has no interest in any man, then being 'more manly' won't be enough to get some action.

The truth is that it's the visual aspect, and that's the end of it. You're watching two babes, no men getting in the way, no moment of "oh no that's man butt does this make me gay?" getting in the way of watching a good time. That's it. Mystery solved, case closed, once again the straight male mind's urge to not be gay solves a mystery of human sexuality.

In this case though, the situation was a bit more... involved. Ranma was watching Shampoo put her fingers deep, deep inside Akane's pussy while the two girls maintained steady eye contact with him. He'd just had sex with Shampoo. He'd been fucking Akane recently too. This was different to what was described above, this young man actually was getting some from both of these girls. This relationship was quite a bit different, and the way they were looking at him was making it clear that after they were finished with each other, they were going to let him play too.

"You no mind watching while Shampoo play with slutty pet?" Shampoo asked, then a wry smile crept upon her pretty face as she very quickly began to thrust her fingers in and out of Akane's body. "Airen?"

His cock twitched. For some reason the way she said that word made him react every single time. Ranma's eyes drank in Shampoo's body, easily making him hard again even though they'd just had sex. On reflection, this was a bit weird. It felt like their relationship was going fast. Too fast.

"Ohhh, more! Give me more!" Akane moaned, thrusting violently up into Shampoo's hand, prompting her to use her spare hand to push Akane back down and give a playful swat to her rear.

"Bad pet," Shampoo admonished. "You already been punished already, let Shampoo reward you at her pace."

As for Akane, this didn't feel like the same girl he'd met back then. The one with long hair that had walked in on him in the bath and screamed, before decking him whenever she thought he'd done something perverted. Then again, that made sense too. She must have been hiding it. Repressing it. Then Shampoo came along and her raw, potent sexuality coaxed it out of her.

His dick twitched, desperate to be touched - but he held off on it for now. He didn't want to jerk it, when it would be much more fun to join in.

"Oh, is Airen hard again?" Shampoo asked. There it was, that word again. "Then stick it in Shampoo. Is fine. Shampoo no mind getting fucked by Airen."

Shampoo shifted her position, getting on all fours so that she could continue fingering Akane nice and deeply and gradually, while offering herself up to him on a silver platter.

"Go for it!" Akane begged. "Take her! You know you can't resist her!"

You know what, for a slutty pet the tomboy was making some good points. He couldn't resist Shampoo. Though why would he want to? Ranma all but toppled forward, grabbing onto her hips, and from there, she repeated that word over and over again in time with his rutting, pounding it into his mind as surely as he was pounding into her.

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A melancholic sigh escaped Ryoga's lips. Lost again. It was terrible, it was tragic. He had uncovered a sinister plot by an insidious foreign beauty to brainwash Ranma Saotome and Akane Tendo into becoming her love slaves - but he kept on getting lost. Worse yet, Akane's older sister Kasumi had developed a fascination with him.

They'd had sex, in fact. It was hard to turn Kasumi down. She was a very beautiful woman, kind and sincere. Every time he tried to think of ways to counteract Shampoo's plan, Kasumi popped into his mind. Her pretty face. Her reassuring smile. Her bouncing naked breasts when she hugged them up against him.

Focus! Focus! He had to stay focused! He was a man on a mission, and he could not allow himself to get distracted no matter what -

"Oh, hello there Ryoga!"

The siren's voice called out to him, and he turned to look, seeing her face over a sheet she was hanging up on a clothing line. "Oh, hello Kasumi," he nervously said, stepping back from her. "Um... How- How are you today?"

She flashed him that reassuring smile. While Ryoga was a very strong person who could take a blow from a rampaging bull, that smile almost brought him to his knees. It was a mighty attack indeed! But he wouldn't let that topple him, he wouldn't succumb to temptation this time!

Then she stepped around the sheet, revealing that she was wearing a skimpy bikini and not a stitch of clothing beyond it.

Five minutes later,  after turning a corner for what should have been leading to a restroom, Kasumi found herself in a phone booth in the middle of nowhere making an important call home.

"Ah, father?" Kasumi said down the line. "I'm terribly sorry, but something has come up. Sorry, but… ah… I don’t think… nn.. I’ll be coming home any time soon. I found a… oh… man to b-b-belong to and he needs me more moooreee…”

All the while, Ryoga Hibiki was seizing hold of her hips and rutting into her from behind. Thoughts of Akane and Ranma all but forgotten

The primary thought was just a word, <i>”Mine.”</i> And that brought a rare genuine smile to the eternally lost boy's face.

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Ever since he was little, Gosunkugi always had an issue with keeping up with the other kids. He got winded too quickly. Ran out of breath, had to suck in air - and that made him less and less popular over time. Making him grow more and more secluded. Which led to his fascination with the occult, as he sought some means of revenge - any means! That he could use against those who had robbed him of his popularity and cast him into perpetual loneliness. Which had the side effect of making him seem creepy, which made him even more lonely, which sent him into a vicious cycle of despair.

It turned out that Gosunkugi had more stamina than he thought he did .It was just contained entirely in his penis. Somehow, after going four rounds with Nabiki tendo - the last person he'd thought would be willing to <b>degrade</b> herself for someone like him - Nabiki was the Ice Queen. The one you crossed when you had a death wish. The worst that Akane would do is punch you. Nabiki would annihilate your wallet, your reputation, or both.

But that body, though. She was lithe, sensual, gorgeous. Where Akane was the hot athlete, Nabiki was the walking forbidden fruit. Right now, Gosunkugi was on his back unable to move, buried to the hilt inside of Nabiki as she was atop him, her using her hands to make him touch her body, trailing along her curves while she looked down at him with that damnable cocky smirk. Maybe it was because of the situation, but it was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen in his life.

"Awful smug, for being my bitch," Gosunkugi said, and she shuddered in pleasure. He used his hand to grab her by the neck and pull her down for a kiss before letting her get back to riding him like a carousel. The taste of the forbidden fruit was so much sweeter than he dared to dream. They stayed like that for a while, which helped him recover quite a bit. Helped him find his second wind.

He punctuated their next round by spanking her as hard as he could, making her yelp and pull away right before he flipped their positions so that he was on top.

"Oh, Hikaru-baby, are you going to be rough?" Nabiki asked, half in her sardonic way and half pleading.

"You want me to be rough?" he asked. Her eyes sparkled in remembrance of when they started. "THen I won't be. Just because you want it that way."

That wasn't just because he was trying to be sadistic. It was tactical really. Pure pragmatism. He might have found his second wind, but he didn't want to blow it too quickly. So he started to fuck her. Nice and slow. Laying his body against hers, kissing her neck and her chest, but avoiding her lips for the time being.

"Ah, you're being such a tease!" Nabiki whined, as if she was one to talk. "J-Just because I'm your bitch now and forever doesn't mean you should play with me like that, Hikaru-baby! I'll find a way to - ooooh - make you pay for - for this!"

That haughty attitude was still lingering around, huh? Alright. Then he was going to slowly and methodically fuck it out of her.