LS Mariko - A Invigorating Shower

Unending BE - episode 1289537

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“OK! Think we’re D-O-N-E here for today!” Mariko declared.

“Already? Just with some kicks?” Ranma protested. “I barely got anything out of this!”

“It’s not for you, idiot.” Akane elbowed Ranma. “Mariko asked to teach me.”

“Well I’m here now, and I’m going to be here to make sure you don’t get in over your head with something dumb.” Ranma said.

Mariko’s laughter interrupted their budding argument. “Oh you two are the b-e-s-t! But, like, we got limited time, you know? We gotta shower and get home!”

“Shower?” Both girls said at once. Dreadful images shot into their mind at that suggestion. The idea of the two of them in a confined space, together, naked, with hot water!

“Err… I can’t shower, uh, medical condition!” Ranma protested.

“I can’t shower with her, either!” Akane said.

“Huh? Why not?” Mariko said, a grin on her face, “We’re all G-I-R-L-S right?” The fact that Mariko thought Ranma and Akane were a pair of lesbian lovers did not cross either girls mind, for some reason, so that excuse seemed to actually work for a split second.

“Err, umm, my condition! I can’t… uh… touch hot water. Very sensitive to it.” Ranma said.

Mariko smiled, giving Ranma a reassuring pat on the cheek. “Oh you poor D-E-A-R, I had no idea! Don’t worry, this can be a team-building exercise! Like meditating under a waterfall! C-O-L-D showers!”

Both Ranma and Akane let out a sigh of relief at that. Saved the embarrassment of having to shower naked together! Now they would have to... Shower naked together in cold water.

“W-H-A-T!?” They both shouted at once.

So here they were, dragged into the showers, like there was nothing weird about this. Mariko had declared them a team, so they were a team. How exactly showering together would work as a team building exercise was still a little beyond both of them, but they were both so proud that neither wanted to admit to not getting it first.

Mariko, of course, was already naked, having tossed her uniform off into a basket. “Come on you two!” She said, jumping up and down and waving for them to come over. The fact that the jumping made her breasts bounce freely made sure that Ranma wasn’t looking directly at her. Akane had no such compulsion and was openly gawking.The lesbian shard is a wonderful thing that way. “The water’s fine!” Mariko said, and flipped on the shower. Cold water, of course, sprayed out and drenched her. “Wow!” She yelped, “OK! A little bit of a shock, but I can take it! Come on Akane, show Ranma you’ll support her!”

Akane’s eyes were locked a little lower then Mariko’s eyes, rather they were focused on two quickly hardening points on her chest. Finally, she decided that she might as well go through with this. Like ripping off a bandage, she threw off her own uniform and ran full tilt into the shower. “Cold!” She shouted, “Cold!” She didn’t stop running!

Even when hitting Mariko and pushing her against the wall, cold water spraying down both of them. Both girls locked eyes, being around the same height. Akane noticed that Mariko’s face looked a little flushed. That was… interesting. Their bodies were pressed together, both could feel the rise and fall of their chests as they breathed. Hard points on their chests pushing onto each other.

The slight insecurity on her face vanished, Mariko peered over Akane’s shoulder to Ranma. Who was still looking away and blushing. Now that was no good. If these two cute lesbian lovebirds were ever going to embrace their L-O-V-E they needed a bit of encouragement.

“Wow Ranma, you’re like, really lucky. Akane is sooo c-u-t-e! Any girl would be lucky to have such a pretty and nice girlfriend!” Mariko said.

Ranma, meanwhile, was doing her best not to think about this. So hearing Mariko bring that up made her twitch. She had to be making fun of them, calling them… them… well… sure it might be slightly, technically accurate at the moment, but still! “Y-you got the wrong idea! Me and Akane, err, we’re not like that! Err, she isn’t like that, I’m just… no that’s not… um…” She trailed off, which made Akane roll her eyes.

“Oh?” Mariko said, “So you’re not dating?”

“N-no!” Ranma said.

Akane, still being pressed up against Mariko, saw the sudden shark like grin pop up. “So she’s available?” She asked.

“Wha-” Akane said, but Mariko didn’t let her finish that sentence. She cupped up Akane’s chin and pushed forward. Her lips pressed down on Akane’s, and the brief gasp was enough to let her tongue slip in. Next Mariko’s hands began to wander, one hand reaching down to hold up Akane’s butt, while the other began trailing down her chest, throwing out some gentle rolling squeezes.

Akane’s mind shut down for around two seconds, then restarted. The next four seconds quickly flashed through emotions. Shock, outrage, confusion, and finally pleasure. It did not take long for Akane to realize this S-E-X-Y cheerleader making out with her felt really G-O-O-D! A moan escaped her throat, her own hands drifting up. Both hands really wanted to tug at those nubs on the cheerleader’s chest. Mariko gripped tighter, pulling Akane closer. Their hips started grinding against each other and some voice in the back of Akane’s head was telling her that she was around thirty seconds away from actively having sex with a girl she had met mere days ago.

A reminder that the lesbian shard is kind of awesome that way.

Of course, Ranma didn’t quite see the intense play by play , she just saw Mariko kissing Akane and grabbing Akane’s butt. Ranma was oblivious to the magic at work, twisting the minds and bodies of both of the girls in front of him, while also singing a sweet siren song to entice her to step inside the cold shower too. Join in the fun. Not only will it be amazing… but you’ll beat Mariko again!

That last subconscious urge was enough to make Ranma shout out, “Oh no way!” Off went the cheerleading outfit, into the cold water! Not like she hadn’t been soaked in cold water dozens of times before! Ranma marched right on through that cold shower with a grim set determination, grabbed hold of Akane's shoulders, spun her around and said "You call that a kiss?" She mashed her lips against Akane’s.

Akane’s eyes, slightly glazed over, widened.

“Go go go!” Mariko cheered. She cocked her head, then grabbed hold of a pair of bath sponges and used them as makeshift pom-poms. “Kiss her fast, kiss her deep. Make Akane fall in a heap!”

Now Ranma, having done this on impulse, had not actually done much beyond a basic kiss. Akane, who had spent quite some time today being touched, taught, and finally frenched by a chosen avatar of lesbianism, took the initiative. Ranma was pushed against the wall, hard enough to crack it. Neither noticed. Akane forced her tongue into Ranma’s mouth, which you had better believe they did notice. With the short pigtailged girl fully pinned, Akane’s hands moved to the two most pertinent spots on her body. Namely her swelling breasts, something Akane had long envied, and straight between Ranma’s legs, two fingers plunging straight in!

This made Ranma shout into Akane’s mouth. Now, Ranma had never even thought of touching down there. So Akane giving Ranma a crash course on female pleasure was making lightning flash in her vision.

"That's right, that's great you show your stuff! French kiss her 'till you've had enough!"

This is a bit more than kissing! A strangely detached part of Akane’s mind thought. In fact, it was almost a mind-of-no-mind situation. She was detached from her actions, watching herself not just kiss Ranma, but, well fuck her. It was liberating, really, to let out all that sexual tension her idiot fiance had given her. She gave those breasts a tug, filling the hard nipple tightly. This made Ranma moan, so Akane guessed she liked it.

"Hey Akane, it's your duty. Don't forget her sexy booty."

Not a bad idea! She let go of Ranma’s chest and with her now free hand brought it down to Ranma’s butt. SMACK! she gave it a good swat, just in time to her hips bucking towards the two fingers.

"Tease it, squeeze it, please it more. Make her moan just like a whore!"

Ranma groaned into Akane’s mouth, Akane’s smacks leaving red marks while her thrusts made her legs shake. The fact that the two were still somehow kissing through the the entire ordeal was an impressive display of tenacity.

"Now you've got it without fail! Both of you let love prevail!"

Ranma’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, the first female orgasm she had ever had (but not the last) sent earthquakes through her body panting she collapsed against her fiancee’s shoulder. “Oh… man… what... just… happened?”

"Yay, team-building!" Mariko cheered, lifting up the sponges and waving them around in jubilant triumph. "Come on girls! Give me a yay for team-building!"

Both Ranma and Akane sighed in contentment and slowly blinked as a fog on their minds began to lift. "Yay..." they both mumbled unenthusiastically.

"Gimme an L!"

Akane looked down at the slightly trembling small girl in her arms. This felt… good. She was so cute. Just like she had been when they first met, before she had revealed that... boy’s body.

"Gimme an O"

Ranma looked up at Akane, who had this very gentle smile on her face. It looked a lot like their first meeting, before the curse had ruined it and started the fighting.

"Gimme a V"

Things would have been so much simpler if it wasn't for that curse ruining everything. If only...

"Gimme an E!"

If only you’d stayed a girl… Akane thought.

If only I had… been able to say it all in a better way. Yeah. Ranma thought

“What’s that spell?”

Ranma seemed to slide away from Akane, her face reddening. Akane had kissed her! As a girl! (And other things went straight into the repression bin.) “G-guh…”

Akane smiled at Ranma’s antics, she was so cute and shy! “Love.” She said.

“Wow, you two are back late.” Nabiki said as the two walked in. Ranma came in first, for some reason she was wearing that cheerleader uniform again. Nabiki looked her up and down then tweaked an eyebrow.

“Long story, we ran into that cheerleader chick again. She, uh, she helped Akane out a bit.” It was funny, but Ranma could remember the lessons, but the details seemed a little fuzzy.

“She’s fun, not near as much as a jerk as I first thought.” Akane said. She followed behind Ranma. Nobody noticed but her gaze was locked directly at that short skirt. The swaying with every step Ranma took. Akane knew Ranma couldn’t wear boxers under a short skirt like that. So she was wearing either panties or nothing at all. All it would take was a stiff breeze, a trip, a stumble and she'd have an answer to a mystery that would plague her all night. Or, perhaps she could cut out the middleman and give that ass a firm swat, check with her own hands.

Wait, where did that thought come from? She felt like she could just reach out and swat it, grab Ranma… but from where?

She shivered, suddenly remembering the cold shower. Wait… had the shower been cold? Some vague memory of pressure on her lips…

Whatever, she could deal with that later. Right now, she needed to keep an eye on Ranma, find out if she was in fact wearing panties. She cursed fate, why had Ranma learned enough feminine modesty to not fence walk today of all days?!

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Tritan

Sun Dec 31 18:24:34 2017

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