Marital Arts 8 - Part 3


Nabiki pushed Ukyo back onto the headboard, cushioning her body 
with the pillows, instructing her to watch.  Nabiki moved back and 
stood on her knees, spreading them apart on opposite sides of Ukyo's 
legs beneath her.  Nabiki's hand moved to her nipples. 
 
First pinching them, then pulling them.  Making them hard with her 
excitement.  Nabiki gently ran her hands over her breasts, cupping 
them, stimulating them, then running her hands down the sides of 
her body.  Ukyo watched breathless, until Nabiki had Ukyo's hands 
mirror her own.  Nabiki ran a finger along her slit, opening herself 
and knowing that part of her was silhouetted for Ukyo. 
 
Nabiki touched her clit and shuddered.  She felt the first drop of her 
lubrication in her pussy.  Nabiki took up her vibrator and licked it, 
moistening it with her saliva.  Knowing her actions were clearly 
silhouetted against the desk lamp, she reached down and slowly 
inserted her gift into herself. 
 
She could feel her pussy lips separate for her intruder.  She took 
Ukyo's hands and let her move it further into her.  Ukyo breathlessly 
inserted the vibrator until it almost disappeared into Nabiki, then 
turned it on.  Nabiki groaned as her legs went weak and she fell 
forward, catching herself on the headboard above Ukyo. 
 
Nabiki's hips swayed in midair as she simulated fucking a real man.  
Ukyo matched Nabiki's rhythm as she withdrew and worked the 
vibrator back into Nabiki's pussy.  Ukyo thought that all of her 
Marital Arts training had not prepared her for this; a real, writhing, 
responsive lover in front of her. 
 
Nabiki:  "My... my tits." 
 
Ukyo saw the swinging breasts in front of her.  Slipping the vibrator 
all the way into Nabiki, Ukyo raised her face to the hard buds and 
took one into her mouth. 
 
Nabiki's back arched and her front pressed against Ukyo's as she 
came.  Ukyo's hand holding the vibrator became coated with Nabiki's 
ambrosia as the wetness flowed from her body.  Nabiki stopped her 
hip movements after awhile, though she was still pressed her body 
against Ukyo. 
 
Nabiki:  "Mmm... take it out of me.  Its your turn now." 
 
Nabiki rolled off of Ukyo and they both looked at the glistening tool 
left in Ukyo's hand.  Nabiki smeared its juices across Ukyo's breasts 
and brought her tongue to follow its journey from nipple to nipple, 
then brought Ukyo's wet fingers up to her mouth.  Nabiki smiled at 
Ukyo and started to clean Ukyo's soaked hand one finger at a time, 
taking each finger into her mouth and slowly drawing it back out.  
Ukyo shuddered as Nabiki brought Ukyo's hand to her own mouth 
and she first tasted Nabiki's cum.  She never thought she would want 
it so much as she cleaned it of Nabiki's remaining cum. 
 
Nabiki lay on bed and pulled Ukyo onto her, both laying on their 
backs.  Nabiki spread her legs and opened her sex to the air, pulling 
Ukyo's legs open at the same time.  Ukyo gasped as Nabiki took her 
hand and they both slipped the vibrator into her wet pussy.  Ukyo 
fantasized that it was Ranma that was entering her, Ranma that lay 
above her and slowly entered her inch after glorious inch until he 
could go no further.  Nabiki turned the vibrator on and started to 
drive it into Ukyo the way Nabiki liked to be fucked:  hard and fast. 
 
Ukyo bucked her hips as she neared her orgasm, bouncing Nabiki 
deeper into her bed.  Nabiki used her free hand to hold onto Ukyo's 
stomach as she continued her relentless assault on her sex. 
 
Ukyo:  "Oh!  Ran-chan!" 
 
Ukyo came powerfully, much stronger than any she had reached by 
herself.  Nabiki almost laughed as Ukyo's hair flew into her face with 
Ukyo's head snapping from side to side uncontrollably.  Nabiki 
turned off the vibrator and left it in Ukyo as she played with her clit.  
Nabiki continued to hug Ukyo from below as she recovered from her 
orgasm, kissing her shoulder and neck lovingly. 
 
Ukyo:  "Nabiki... I'm sorry." 
Nabiki:  "For what, for being in love with Ranma?" 
 
Nabiki removed the vibrator from Ukyo's pussy and brought it up to 
their faces, letting Ukyo taste her juices before having a taste herself.  
Nabiki put the vibrator aside on the nightstand and Ukyo slid down 
next to her. 
 
Nabiki:  "You don't have to be sorry about that.  I'm a little in love 
	with him myself." 
 
Nabiki kissed Ukyo as they moved against each other, letting their 
legs intertwine as their hands ran across each other's backs. 
 
Nabiki:  "Well?" 
Ukyo:  "Nabiki?" 
Nabiki:  "Was that enough for you?  Or do you want to go further?" 
 
Nabiki brought her hands up to bring strands of Ukyo's hair to lie 
across her breasts, cupping them in her palm and letting the hair roll 
across the sensitive flesh.  Ukyo's hands took hold of Nabiki's 
buttocks and brought their hips together.  Ukyo rolled over so that she 
was the one entrapping the other, kissing Nabiki and letting her leg 
press against Nabiki's womanhood. 
 
Ukyo slowly moved so that they faced each other's sex.  Ukyo felt 
Nabiki's finger's open her pussy lips, and felt a tongue slowly slip into 
her.  She returned the favor.  Ukyo thought that perhaps she would 
surprise Nabiki and give her a little more pleasure in gratitude for her 
loving friendship. 
 
Ukyo started to perform the Flutter Tongue.  Nabiki, knowing only 
that a Marital Arts technique was being used on her, matched the 
action. 
 
************** 
 
Ryoga lay next to Ranko on her bed.  With her coaching, he had 
brought her to orgasm countless times.  He felt a deep satisfaction 
that he could give a woman so much pleasure.  Gone was the self-
doubt and shyness that had always come between him and any girl he 
had asked out. 
 
Ranko smiled at her lover above her.  She could feel his manhood, 
excited and erect against her leg.  It was time to give him his reward 
for being such a good student. 
 
Ranko:  "How do you want me?" 
 
Even with his familiarity with Ranko's body, Ryoga almost fainted.  
They had made love earlier in the evening and then Ranko had 
taught him the arts of pleasure.  Ranko wanted to do something new 
and different for him. 
 
Ranko:  "I know what you'll like." 
 
Ranko sat Ryoga on the edge of her bed and knelt before him.  She 
took him into her mouth, letting her tongue run over the engorged 
member, coating it with her saliva.  When he was wet enough, she 
removed her mouth and moved a little closer to the bed.  Ryoga's 
cock stuck out in the air and pointed to the valley between her 
breasts. 
 
Ranko pushed her breasts together and trapped him between them.  
She started to move her body, letting him fuck her breasts.  With each 
bottom stroke his penis poked through the top of her breasts.  She 
gave it a little lick with her tongue. 
 
Ryoga leaned back as Ranko continued.  The pleasuring he gave 
Ranko had excited him too much and he knew he couldn't hold back 
for long.  He didn't. 
 
His cock twitched between Ranko's breasts and Ranko knew he was 
coming.  Load after load of Ryoga's cum flew into the air, landing on 
top of Ranko's face and breasts.  Ryoga looked down and her and 
thought he should be disgusted.  But he still found her beautiful. 
 
Ranko had Ryoga slip under the bedsheets as she cleaned herself up, 
then joined him in an embrace.  Their bodies melded against each 
other and they were soon asleep, happy to be with the other. 
 
************** 
 
Nodoka switched between the channels of her video system. 
 
Ranma and Akane's room was empty.  She was a little worried about 
Ranma, but knew that her son could take care of himself.  She also 
trusted Akane to find him.  She wished that they could have called to 
tell her that everything was all right, but knew as martial artists that 
was sometimes impossible. 
 
Ranko was with Ryoga.  She wondered how that relationship would 
work out once Shampoo came back to Nerima.  Probably what she 
and Kimiko had always hoped would happen between them and their 
husbands, knowing their enthusiasm.  Even though she was her 
daughter, Nodoka resisted the urge to interfere or to help Ranko.  
This was part of what being a woman and a marital artist was about. 
 
Ukyo was with Nabiki.  Nodoka knew that Ukyo was still in love with 
Ranma.  She also knew about Ukyo's Marital Arts School.  And about 
Nabiki's background search and that Nabiki didn't know about that 
final piece of information.  But she had resolved to let the children 
handle the situation on their own, no matter what happened, because 
dealing with the other schools was also part of being a marital artist.  
She and Kimiko had become lovers.  But their choice was not a 
common one. 
 
Kasumi and Tofu were already asleep, tired from his dinner function. 
 
Nodoka set her VCR's to record the input from Ranko and Nabiki's 
room and let her electronics move back to their hidden wall and floor 
sockets.  Genma burst through the sliding door. 
 
Genma:  "Nodoka!  I have prevailed once again against Tendo." 
Nodoka:  "That's nice, dearest.  Did you cheat?" 
Genma:  "No!  And that makes it even more special!  I wish to spread 
	my good cheer!" 
Nodoka:  "Yes, dear." 
 
Nodoka once again slipped into the demeanor of the (slightly more 
than) dutiful wife, slipping her clothes off and kneeling to untie her 
husband's pants.  Genma suddenly pushed her away and brought his 
face down to her sex, surprising Nodoka, who happily accepted his 
ministrations.  When Genma was like this she knew that there'd be 
no sleep for her that night. 
 
************** 
 
Ukyo and Nabiki had finished their orgasms and looked at each other 
in confusion.  The fact that the other was a Marital Artist had 
shocked them both.  They were unsure of how to react to each other. 
 
Theoretically, there'd be a duel between them, and the loser would be 
forced to abandon her school or die.  The rules were simple; the one 
who outlasted the other was the winner.  The one that eventually gave 
up or lost consciousness was the loser. 
 
Nabiki sighed.  She didn't want any of this.  She wanted a friend to 
become something more, even if that friend eventually ended up with 
Ranma because she loved him. 
 
Nabiki lay back on her bed and spread her arms to Ukyo. 
 
Nabiki:  "Friends forever?" 
Ukyo:  "Forever." 
  
Ukyo dove into Nabiki's embrace and the two of them eventually fell 
asleep, small tears falling from both of their eyes.  They knew they 
would have to deal with their families' problems, but that could wait 
for a later time. 
 
************** 

Sentaro:  "You have m... mastered the techniques of the m...mmm... 
	you know." 
Ranma:  "Heh.  Showed you, didn't I?" 
 
Sentaro led Ranma and Akane to the Striptease Tea Ceremony 
Tournament site. 
 
Akane:  "By the way... what kind of girl is this 'Miss Satsuki' 
	anyway?" 
Sentaro:  "She is the daughter of the Miyakoji School of Martial Arts 
	Striptease Tea Ceremonies.  She was also -ahem- Miss Tea 
	Ceremony for 1993." 
Akane:  "She must have a horrible personality." 
Sentaro:  "Well, in truth, she's very bright and sociable." 
Ranma:  "What?  So how come you don't like her?" 
Sentaro:  "Meet Miss Satsuki." 
 
Sentaro opened the door to the tea house.  Inside was the typical tea 
ceremony decor, with two aluminum dance poles attached to the floor 
and ceiling. 
 
Ranma:  "A monkey?" 
Sentaro:  "My unworthy heart simply can't seem to warm up to her."  
Ranma:  "You've got to be kidding.  I'm outta here!" 
Sentaro:  "But you can't!  You've come this far!" 
Ranma:  "Like hell I can't.  Me!  Ranma!  Fighting a monkey!" 
Sentaro:  "Then she is a monkey!" 
Ranma:  "You had doubts?  How sociable is a person who goes 'ik, ik, 
	ik' anyway?" 
Old Woman:  "So our Miss Clumsy gives up on winning Sentaro's 
	hand?" 
Ranma:  "Ha.  You two are made for each other.  I hope you'll be very 
	happy."  [putting Sentaro's hand in the monkey's]  "Invite 
	me to the wedding.  Just don't invite me to the honeymoon - 
	it'll probably be illegal." 
  
Ranma turned around to leave and was immediately hit in the back of 
the head by a water pot.  He turned around again and the monkey 
scoured his face with the tea whisk. 
 
Monkey:  "Eep!" 
Ranma:  "You're dead, furball!" 
Sentaro:  "Oh, Ranma!  Then you will fight for me!" 
Old Woman:  "In accordance with the rules, you will adopt the sitting 
	position!" 
  
The old woman threw a scarf at Ranma, wrapping his legs in the 
sitting position.  Ranma threw a brace of tea spoon darts at the 
monkey.  The monkey dodged and threw a packet at Ranma, which 
burst and sent tea powder into Ranma's eyes.