Story: Friendly Hentai Tome

 

 May the Gods bless whoever invented bloomers, and also whoever persuaded girls to wear them to gym. This was a thought quite common to young men, but in this case it belonged to a certain young woman who was only recently aware of how lewd her desires and intentions truly were. Akane cast sidelong glances across the gym, and noticed out of the corner of her eye that Ranma was steadfastly Not Looking At Her. Which meant that he was. As such, she rewarded his attention by touching her toes, sticking out her butt for him and him alone to appreciate. Heh. Not to worry, Ranma dear. You'll get your chance to do anything you wanted to this uncute sexless body that you could possibly desire - and then some! As friends, that is. Friends with benefits.

However, Akane was also trying to think long term. Beyond her next easy lay with the super hot boy that she liked. In their effort to bring her over to the horny side, Hiroshi and Daisuke had plied her with harem anime. Made her empathise with the female leads - and in so doing made her yearn for that sort of thing herself. To be part of a harem. With her in control. Of course, she didn't want to be greedy. Didn't want to go overboard. Her way of showing appreciation to those two idiots for helping her get over her insecurities was going to be, you know, helping them get laid. With girls other than those that Akane had her sights on.

First up being Ukyo Kuonji. Ranma's childhood friend, come back ten years later with the intention to marry him. Akane actually got on quite well with her already, they never really argued abotu what to do with Ranma. Her approach seemed to be a bit more passive than <i>certain other people</i>.Still! The childhood friend trope was an absolute in harem series. Akane had picked up on that already. Also, Ukyo was... super cute in her own way. There was a good reason Ranma had called her cute upon realising she was a girl. Because she was. As in, that was as close to objective fact as you could possibly get.

Gonna get that chef into her man's harem. Stat!

"Hey Akane," Ukyo said. The two of them stood back to back to one another and linked arms, then Ukyo leaned forward. "You seem in a good mood today. Did something nice happen?"

"Hrm, not really!" Akane said. A lie, but can you blame her? 'I've been given a deep dicking twice by the boy we are both after' isn't exactly something one brings up lightly. "How about you? How is the restaurant doing?"

Funny thing. Since the two of them were back to back like this, when Ukyo's back tensed up Akane felt it. Oh dear. Things not going well, are they?

"Oh, it's fine!" Ukyo said. Having sufficiently stretched Akane's back, it was her turn to lean forward. "Oof! Akane! Not so much! We're not all that flexible, you know!"

"It must be pretty stressful, huh?" Akane asked. "I never really thought about it before, but you have to attend school and run a business, don't you? That must take up all of your time." She dipped forward a little more to help crack Ukyo's back. Oooh, gosh. Feeling it up against her like this, Akane could really feel the tension in there. "Look, I'm your friend, right? I can feel the tension in your back muscles. Gosh, when did you last relax?"

"When was Kasumi's birthday?" Ukyo asked.

"A year ago next week," Akane replied. Alright! Initially, this had been Operation Harem Growth, but now Akane was switching gears! This was now Operation Stress Free Uchan! Following which, Akane would begin Operation Learn How To Name Operations Better! Oh goodness, she really needed to do that, didn't she? "Ukyo, it's not healthy to ignore the needs of your body. Meet me at the roof at lunchtime, and I'll show you a good way to relax. Okay?"

"If you say so," Ukyo grumbled. Oh, don't worry your pretty little head, Ukyo Kuonji. Come lunchtime you'd feel better. A whole lot better. In fact, a long time dream of yours would soon become true. All with a little help from your... friends.

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Ukyo hated to admit it, but Akane was right. She was stressed. Uchan's hadn't done so well recently in drawing in new customers, and that's the lifeblood for a business like hers. Foot traffic was down, there was a new ramen place not too far from hers, and she was out of ideas for how to advertise. It felt like she was ramming her head into a brick wall over and over and over again. Now that Akane mentioned it, she was feeling a bit more stiff lately. Stress must be piling into her back something fierce.

Although, what kinda stress relief technique could she be talking about? Was it why she'd been walking on air all day? There had definitely been a shift in attitude from her. Would it work? Would it help her unwind too? With great trepidation, Ukyo reached the door to the roof and after only a moment's hesitation flung it open. A cool breeze struck her in the face as she stepped out, the light blinding her a little and then -

"Hey Uchan!"

"Ranchan! Hello!" Ukyo said, immediately slipping into cute fiance mode. "How are you doing today, sugar?"

Oh, but her normally flirty attitude with him came to a screeching halt when she saw the expression on his face. Concern. Worry. That wasn't like him. Ukyo's eyes darted left, where she saw Akane standing there. Ooh! A flame of betrayal lit up inside her. Akane had told Ranma she was stressed out, had she? Why the cheeky little -

"There's no need to scowl," Akane said. "We're all friends here, right?"

"Right," Ukyo said through grit teeth. "Friends." Even if she did want something a bit more from Ranma. "What exactly did Akane tell you?"

"Just that you were overworking yourself," Ranma said. He peered in closely. "I figured she was being her usual nosey uncute self, but yeah, I can see it. You're trying to force a smile a little too much, you know? I prefer Uchan's genuine smile to a forced one any day."

"D-Dummy, don't say that sort of thing to a girl!" Ukyo squeaked. Oh gosh, was he trying to embarass her? She had half a mind to slap him silly with a spatula for saying that kind of thing!

"Relax, Ukyo, friends help friends. Right?" Akane said. She stepped in front of Ranma and then pulled Ukyo into a big comforting hug. "We're such close, close friends, aren't we? So, how about we... do you a favour?"

Do her a favour, huh? That didn't sound too unreasonable. Akane slipped behind Ukyo and began to rub her shoulders. That did feel pretty good, she had to admit. While Akane was being her usual rougher than necessary self, her fingers did seem to have little trouble finding the spots that were all tensed up.

"So you brought me to the roof for a backrub?" Ukyo asked. "Hardly seems all that - Mmm?"

For a moment Ukyo forgot how to breathe. How to blink. Even how to think. She froze completely on the spot, because something utterly impossible happened. Ranma kissed her. On the mouth. His lips pressed up against hers. not by accident, and not for a second. He was staying there, kissing her on the mouth. The boy she'd liked for ten years was making out with her, while his fiance was giving Ukyo a backrub that was, now that the thought was able to pop into her head, becoming gradually more and more erotic the more time passed.

You see, Akane's hands weren't staying at Ukyo's shoulders. They trailed sensually down her spine, then drifted off to her sides, lovingly rubbing up her waist and around her hips. "I noticed you staring at Ranma in gym class, you know," Akane said, sounding a lot more calm about that than Ukyo would ever expect. "You've been ignoring your physical needs too, haven't you? Like I was telling Ranma, that's not healthy for a friend to do." Then Akane stopped to nibble on Ukyo's ear, and thoughts fled from her brain again. What should she make of this?! She didn't even know where to start! "Friends help friends unwind when they're stressed. So do me a favour Ukyo. Do your buddies Ranchan and Akane a great big favour and <i>relax</i>."

Her muscles suddenly felt all slack. Akane seemed to take this as an invitation to lift Ukyo's arms and place them across Ranma's shoulders, circling around the back of his head until her fingers locked reflexively. She moved her head a little. Leaned into the kiss. Began to kiss him back. What was going on here? Take it. This is what you want. Why was this happening? He tastes so good. Weren't they behaving weird? Akane was nibbling at her earlobe. Ah, this was a weird dream, wasn't it? Had to be. No way would Akane be unfastening her trousers. No way would she pull down Ukyo's trousers and underwear.

"Shush, now," Akane whispered. "Relax. It doesn't mean anything. We're all friends here. And friends help friends."

It... didn't mean anything? What nonsense was she talking about now? Obviously this meant something! It wasn't like the two of them made out with her on the school rooftop every day!

Then again, the way that Ranma was kissing her did feel a little weird? Nice, but weird. Affectionate, but not like a lover exactly? It was reassuring. It was comfortable. Relaxing. Despite her worries over their weird behaviour, it felt like Ukyo was melting into this sort of nice, familiar mixing pot full of ingredients she knew quite well. It was hard to explain exactly, but she didn't feel worried at all, not even when Ranma's own trousers and boxers were discarded, not when he lay back on a mat that had been brought up here from out of... somewhere.

Only when she realised the position she was in, that if she slipped right now she'd lose her virginity to the erect penis aimed right at her entrance, only then did Ukyo balk a little. She swallowed nervously. Was this - was this really about to happen?

"It's okay," Akane said, reaching behind Ukyo and grabbing onto her breasts. Playing with them, rolling them around in her palm. "It doesn't mean anything, right Ranma?"

"Right!" Ranma said. Oh no, his hands were stroking her hips! She could feel herself giving in, sinking down. Ah! Ah! Like this? This was how she'd lose her virginity? "Like Akane was saying, we're all friends here, so we know it doesn't mean nothing."

Just like that, Ukyo slipped. No. She lowered herself on purpose. She pushed that shaft in, feeling every inch as though it were a mile. Gasps escaped her. Gasps, which were quickly captured by Akane's mouth meeting hers. Lower, lower, more, more, this is what you want, this is what you need, you can feel the stress leaving your body, you can - You can take what you've wanted all this time and - And at last!

"Doesn't mean anything," Ukyo burbled. Her hand reached out to stroke Akane's grinning face. "All friiiieeeeends, here!"

They were right. They were sooooo right, it was amazing! Ukyo lifted her hips and slammed them back down in a quick methodical rhythm, letting her best friend's penis penetrate allllll the way into her while her second best friend sucked all the tension out of her mouth with a heavy assist from her tongue. How had she not noticed something so bleeding obvious? That she was sexually pent up! That she was in desperate crushing need of a steamy threesome to work her issues out!

"We're fuck buddies," Akane said. "Right, Ranma? Any time Uchan is stressed, the two of us will be there to help her out."

"Yeah, as if your uncute body will ever be able to satisfy - " Ranma began, only to be silenced when Akane sat on his face. She slowly humped into him, and he took the message, putting his tongue to better use.

"You see?" Akane asked. Gosh, had she always been this pretty? "This is so much better, isn't it Uchan? Three buddies, hanging out and having completely meaningless sex to help each other get off."

Ukyo nodded while her pussy greedily gripped the shaft inside her. "Yep! Friends with benefits!" Ukyo giggled to herself. Oohhhh, Akane wasn't kidding! Why had she been so worried before? She could feel the stress melting out of her body! This was exactly what she needed! Exactly what she'd needed for a long, long time! "Thanks so much, you guys! This is exactly what I've needed! The two of you will keep on helping me, right? If I get too stressed out from trying to run a small business on top of everything else, you'll tap my fine ass and make allllll the stress melt away, right?"

"Oh, Uchan," Akane cupped her cheek and leaned in close. Closer. Closer still. Then, right before their lips touched, Akane asked a very pertinent question: "What are friends for?"