Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Concubine Chronicles ❯ Hot Tubbing ( Chapter 6 )

Concubine Chronicles

By: bsmart

 

Disclaimer: Why the hell am I writing this? Nobody reads them and they have no legal weight. It's a complete waste of time and bandwidth and yet I'm still typing. If you're under the legal age where ever you are don't read this, but since you're going to anyways at least don't let your mommy catch you. This fic is very much NC-17.

 

Note: This is a sort of manga/OVA fic. If you've only seen the show then you might be a little lost.

“…” Normal Speech

`…' Thought

 

Chapter 6: Hot Tubing

 

Tenchi sighed as he slipped deeper into the water. On more then a few occasions the girls had made him regret Washu's decision to make him the only male member of the house with access to the onsen but times like this, tired and sore from the fields, he was glad he could take a hot soak. He was in what he had dubbed "The boy's side" of the onsen, it was a hot and cold pool that was separated off from the rest of the floating bath house by a nice high rock wall covered in plants. The whole area was a meter lower then the rest of the onsen and he was happy that his roaming eyes couldn't see anything, most of the time.

 

The view outside was incredible, the glass or force field or whatever it was, Tenchi had never asked, that Washu used to enclose the onsen didn't distort the view of the valley at all and pristine forest and mountains were all there was to see, aside from their delightful little suburban home. Having grown up a city boy Tenchi always marveled at the view and he couldn't wait for winter again. The last time the snow had covered the hills had been breath taking, draping the country side in white cotton while more snow fell. He looked forward to doing what he was doing now when the snow came.

 

Tenchi was so absorbed in the view that he didn't hear the door to the onsen open and shut, or the hushed whispers and giggles that followed and certainly not the silky slithering of fabric over flesh. What he did notice was when the still waters of the hot pool were sent into a flurry of ripples and waves as someone entered it.

 

Tenchi's head came up and he exclaimed, "Ryoko!" as the pirate slid into the pool. He had to fight back his natural urge to bolt when he saw her but that wasn't his only source of discomfort this was the first time either of them had seen the other naked after his confession and for some inexplicable reason that was important though he couldn't put his finger on why. His desire to run subsided when he saw Ayeka, Mihoshi and Washu enter the pool after Ryoko but his unease at them all being here and all being naked shot through the roof, he had a pretty good idea what they wanted.

 

Tenchi's eyes wanted to drift south, he'd seen all of Ryoko and Mihoshi before, Ryoko had made it a point to show herself off to him, trying to get his attention while she was naked and Mihoshi just never seemed to care if he saw her sans clothes or not. He'd never had a chance to see Washu as an adult without her clothes and the few times he'd glimpsed Ayeka in a state of undress either he or she, usually both, would avert their eyes and cover themselves as quickly as possible. But for all that he couldn't tear his eyes away from their faces. All of them, even Mihoshi, had that self assured smirk that Washu got, they all exuded a confidence in their movements that he wasn't used to seeing, even if his mind was nervous his body knew what was about to happen and his blood pressure blasted off.

 

“Hi Tenchi,” Ryoko purred. “We saw that you were done with the carrots so we thought we'd join you. You don't mind do you?” She asked as the girls spread out around him. Ryoko and Mihoshi sat down beside him and scooted up close while Washu and Ayeka relaxed across the pool, which put them only two meters from him, it wasn't a very big pool.

 

Ryoko and Mihoshi scooted up to him until you couldn't slip a knife blade between their bodies. “Umm….no..no not at all,” he stammered. Ryoko and Mihoshi were both completely attached to his side, Ryoko looping one of her legs over his and Mihoshi wrapping her arms around his chest.

 

“Good,” Washu said. “Do you want some help cleaning up?”

 

Washu's words washed over Tenchi without his even acknowledging them. The depth of the water was just right so that every ripple in the water alternately covered and uncovered her dusky nipples, the rhythmic hiding and revealing of them mesmerized him.

 

“See something you like?”

 

This time Tenchi did hear Washu's question and he immediately blushed a deep scarlet.

 

“You don't have to look away you know,” Washu said huskily. “You can look all you want.”

 

Ryoko leaned over and whispered in his ear, “Just ask and you can see whatever you want.”

 

“In fact,” Washu said, “we like it when you look.”

 

Ayeka frowned a little bit at Washu and Ryoko's brazenness, `Must run in the family.' She had been mortified by the plan they had come up with. The image she had of her first time with Tenchi had certainly not included anyone but him and it didn't have her intruding on his bath naked, like some common harlot, but she hadn't really been given an option. It was either join in with the group, or wait until the rest of them had had their turns with him. `Perhaps it's not so bad,' she thought as she looked across the pool at Ryoko and Mihoshi, `I will get to be with Lord Tenchi before the night is out.'

 

Washu relaxed against the edge of the pool as Ryoko and Mihoshi started to soap up Tenchi. The boy was too stunned by the situation to do anything but sit there and let them do it, not that that was a surprise, the head on his shoulders wasn't where all his blood was headed. She was watching a dribble of water slowly slide down Tenchi's chest and it wasn't flowing nearly as quickly as it should. She smiled as she held a hand in front of her face and spread her fingers. The “water” clung to her fingers and only slowly flowed down her fingers. She slipped a finger between her full red lips and sucked the fluid off. `Perfect,' she thought as she tasted nothing out of the ordinary. `I was starting to think I'd never get to use this.'

 

If he noticed any difference in the consistency of his bath Tenchi didn't notice it. Ryoko and Mihoshi's hands were full of soap but they weren't even pretending to just wash him. Their hands drifted all over his chest and back, massaging and groping every centimeter of flesh they touched. His brain was trying to force his mouth to tell them to stop, to back off and slow down but as Mihoshi's nimble fingers played over his, slipping between them, rubbing them and Ryoko leaned over and told him to, “Stand up,” with a finger on his chin. Tenchi's mind almost won the battle to stop things when he realized what standing up would reveal. His gray matter's victory was ruined however when Washu crawled on top of Ayeka and the tip of Ryoko's tongue grazed his ear.

 

“What are you doing?” Ayeka hissed.

 

“Go with it princess, we need to keep Tenchi distracted or he might bolt.”

 

Ayeka glared at her.

 

“Besides, you're cute.”

 

Ayeka continued to glare at Washu but she made no move to avoid the redhead's mouth as it descended onto hers.

 

Tenchi's conscious mind became an observer and his instincts took over. Ryoko and Mihoshi smiled as Tenchi did as he was told, standing up out of the water not really caring that his equipment was now out and about for all to see, if they looked, and they did.

 

Mihoshi's eyes went wide as Tenchi's manhood stood right out in front of her. While she didn't get around she wasn't sheltered by any means; she'd certainly seen larger then Tenchi's eighteen centimeters but it was Tenchi's, and that made all the difference. Without really considering what she was doing Mihoshi's hand reached out.

 

Washu's hands were everywhere on Ayeka, beneath the water sliding up her legs, massaging her belly, slipping up out of the water to knead Ayeka's milky white breasts and then tweaking her coral pink nipples to the princess' obvious delight. When her hands framed Ayeka's face she tilted their head so that they could both look at Tenchi while their tongues dueled with each other.

 

The sight of Washu and Ayeka groping each other passionately combined with the sudden feel of a delicate hand wrapping around his dick nearly made Tenchi cum on the spot. The feeling of a strange hand on his manhood drew his attention downward to see Mihoshi grinning sheepishly as her hand started to move back and forth along him.

 

“Mihoshi!” Ryoko hissed.

 

“Sorry,” she said, but her hand stayed where it was, much to Tenchi's pleasure, she had waited far too long for this to let go now.

 

“Eh,” Ryoko sighed and her hand joined Mihoshi's.

 

Tenchi's eyes snapped up in an attempt to head off his impending orgasm to see Washu grinning broadly at him, Ayeka wasn't exactly bursting with happiness but Tenchi's brain was way out of the decision making loop by this point. Even though she knew what was going to happen when they had drawn lots Ayeka was still not happy with what she saw, and her face showed it.

 

“You'll get your turn, don't worry,” Washu told her before drawing the princess' attention back to her.

 

For the first time in her life Ryoko was breathing heavily, she didn't really need to breathe but she was mimicking it heavily none the less. She'd spent seven centuries staring at the inside of her cave before she'd finally figured out how to escape it, in spirit. It had felt wonderful to get out and see the sun, to explore the countryside, but her joy had been short lived. As quickly as she had found pleasure in her freedom the chains that bound her snapped taunt, she couldn't interact with anything, she couldn't touch anything, she couldn't feel anything. She saw the sun, but felt none of its warmth, she could see the flowers but smell nothing, suddenly her imprisonment was worse, at least in the cave she couldn't see anything to desire it.

 

But just as she was about to give up, to return to the cave where the world couldn't taunt her anymore she turned back, and came face to non-corporeal face with a small boy and unlike the rest of the planet he seemed to know she existed. When she moved to the side he watched her, she moved back, he followed her with his eyes. On a whim she stuck her tongue out at him and the little black haired boy giggled at her. Ryoko was stunned.

 

As she hovered a few centimeters off the ground the boy toddled over to her and tried to grab at her skirt only to have his hand past right through her. This confused the poor boy for a minute and he kept trying to grab hold of her but he got over it and started to enjoy passing his hand through her. On a whim Ryoko spun out of the way as the boy again reached for her ethereal skirt, with boy giggled with joy as he chased after her.

 

Over the next few years Ryoko grew to treasure the small boy's visits to her cave and she eventually learned his name, Tenchi. Eventually the boy's grandfather stopped him from coming but Ryoko still thought of him and years later she saw him again. Even with the passing of nearly a decade Tenchi was unmistakable, and unmistakably handsome. She had almost gotten used to her loneliness again when she had seen him visiting his grandfather. She watched him spend an entire summer with his grandfather, fencing, exercising, fishing in the lake and Ryoko felt the desire to escape her prison rise within her once again, and then he'd come back to her cave.

 

On the last day of his trip Tenchi had decided to visit the cave he had spent so much time around when he was a boy, he remembered going there when his mother had died and for some reason the cold stone had comforted him. Even now as he approached the weatherworn rocks he knew he was safe here, he felt better, good, he didn't know why. For the rest of the afternoon he just lazed around the cave, enjoying himself.

 

When Tenchi had left that night Ryoko had retreated into her cave intent on breaking free of her prison and finally being able to see Tenchi and the rest of the world again. For three years she had focused every bit of her strength into crafting an artificial jewel that would allow her to escape and she had finally managed to do it, only to run into Tenchi again. Ryoko was still ashamed of the way she had acted when she had awoke but in her defense she had been totally unprepared to deal with the sudden surge of awareness that had washed over her or the long dormant programming that had reactivated. In many ways she was still amazed that Tenchi had anything to do with her.

 

But he did have something to do with her and for all the frustrations of the last year and a half, hell the last seven hundred years, everything had been worth it. `Now more then ever,' she thought as her hand followed Mihoshi's up and down Tenchi's length ripping a moan out of the soon to be man.

 

Mihoshi couldn't take her eyes off of Tenchi's manhood, something about it had her completely mesmerized. Every time she'd imagined this moment it had never been like this. She had always just assumed that Ayeka or Ryoko would get to Tenchi first, and she had been ok with that and she had contented herself with just endearing herself to him and the others. Now because of a lucky flip of a coin she was sitting here next to Tenchi and it would be either her or Ryoko who got to be with Tenchi first. After seven months of telling herself she would be fine with third or forth place Mihoshi suddenly had first in her hand so to speak and she wasn't letting it go.

 

Ryoko wanted to yell or shout or scream when Mihoshi engulfed the tip of Tenchi's cock with her mouth but the only thing that came out was a small moan. The sight of the gorgeous blonde's plush pink lips wrapping around Tenchi's shaft ended Ryoko's protests before they could begin. Watching Mihoshi's innocent face follow both their hands down Tenchi's dick stirred something deep inside her and it stirred something in Tenchi too judging from the ways his knees started to shake.

 

It was a page right out of his fantasies, his dick disappearing into Mihoshi's angelic face, the one girl of age in the house that seemed as innocent and pure as Sasami was kneeling in front of him polishing his knob. “Miho…shi…” Tenchi grunted. The sweet blonde's only response was an “Mmmmmm,” deep in her throat and Tenchi stopped protesting. Tenchi had no way of knowing if Mihoshi knew what she was doing or not but her enthusiasm was obvious, and that made it all the better. She was happy to be where she was and gave every impression of enjoying herself immensely, Mihoshi put one had on Tenchi's hip to help steady them while her other kept just ahead of her mouth making sure that every inch of Tenchi's cock was treated to the warmth of her body. A flash of worry shot through him when he felt a hand on his other hip but Ryoko just gave him a smile and ran her other hand through Mihoshi's hair, her slim fingers weaving their way into the blonde's golden locks, encouraging her to try and take him deeper.

 

“You better have some left over for me when she's done with you,” Ryoko purred.

 

“Me too.”

 

Tenchi looked up to see Washu looking back over her shoulder at the three of them smiling while Ayeka looked extremely put off. To Tenchi's relief Ayeka's annoyance was quelled when she pulled Washu back down on top of her. Ayeka's hands held the side of Washu's head preventing the scientist from pulling away as her tongue wiggled its way inside her mouth. Tenchi assumed he had permission and relaxed, sitting down on the edge of the pool he let Mihoshi do her thing.

 

Mihoshi hummed happily as she gave her first blowjob to the man she loved. She'd always heard that it would taste bad but it didn't really taste like much at all, a little salty maybe, and tip tasted especially sweet to her. Drawing her head slowly back up the shaft Mihoshi did her best to cover every inch of it with her tongue, bathing it in her warmth before finally licking up the drop of precum that had gathered on the tip. Mihoshi savored the taste of her lover wondering how something so sweet could get a reputation as being so bitter.

 

Ryoko couldn't help but be a little jealous of Mihoshi but she had shown more initiative and now wasn't the time to argue about it. Washu had assured them all that Tenchi would have the stamina to make it to all of them and as annoying as her mother was she was usually right, and she was next anyway. Ryoko just relaxed and enjoyed the show.

 

The warm liquid of the pool slithered all over Mihoshi's body, melting her cares away and leaving her with nothing to think about but Tenchi. That she was blowing Tenchi right in front of the other girls didn't bother her, only bringing a slight flush to her cheeks but not from embarrassment. Tenchi had stopped moving his hips and stood there, his legs quivering from the effort to hold himself perfectly still lest a movement on his part interrupt Mihoshi's endeavor and Mihoshi felt she had a good enough grasp of the situation to take her hand from Tenchi's hip and let it slide around to fondle his balls. She knew that they were supposed to be really sensitive so she was as gentle as she could be as she rolled first one fleshy knot and then the other between her fingers, savoring the silky feel of the skin over the orbs.

 

Ryoko grinned as Mihoshi pleasured their man, taking the opportunity to note every little grunt and moan Tenchi made, `When it's my turn I'm going to blow your mind,' she thought. Before she could learn anymore spots on Tenchi his grunts and groans began to take on a more urgent tone and his testicles started to pull up closer to his body. “Mihoshi?”

 

The Galaxy Police detective didn't move her mouth, “Mmmmmm?”

 

Ryoko leaned over closer. “If he cums then it's my turn.”

 

Mihoshi's whiny moan elicited a laugh from Ryoko, “That good huh?”

 

Tenchi's eyes bugged out as Mihoshi nodded in the affirmative and then he sagged as Mihoshi pulled off of him, her plush pink lips tracing every contour of his member to his visual delight. Her languid pace ended when the glistening tip passed her lips, she quickly slipped up Tenchi's body with the help of the slick liquid covering her body to capture his lips in a crushing kiss.

 

Tenchi started to pull away from the kiss since he knew where Mihoshi's lips had been but stopped when her lips hit his. Mihoshi's kiss was the same as she was, warm, innocent, but resilient, she wasn't going to back down. Instead of pulling away Tenchi realized he didn't care and started to kiss her back, his tongue stroking her lips, marveling in their softness and taking charge of their lusty embrace. With a year to think about it Tenchi had come up with a lot of scenarios for him and the girls, and all of them in the onsen had come up a lot but he'd never really expected it to happen, much less that it would be their first time, but if that was what the girls wanted then he would be more then happy to oblige. Taking a page from one of the less raunchy fantasies Tenchi turned Mihoshi around and helped her to sit up on the edge of the pool.

 

Mihoshi sighed as Tenchi took the lead and scooted her back from the edge, giving him the room to crawl up between her legs. The hardwood floor was warm enough that she didn't notice it as her bottom easily slid back. Mihoshi “Eeep!”'ed when she felt herself lift up and then settle back down onto thick bundle of towels. Tenchi and her both looked over their shoulders to see Washu smile and wave at them before she turned back and dove between Ayeka's legs, who had moved up to the edge of the pool herself. As nice as that was to watch Mihoshi's attention came right back to the man whose cock was pressing into her thigh, strong and masculine, but Tenchi's attention was still on the princess and the scientist. “Tenchiiiii?”

 

Mihoshi's sweet voice grabbed Tenchi's attention immediately and he realized that while he had been staring at Washu and Ayeka Mihoshi was laying right under him, naked, and wanting him to make love to her. He was ashamed of himself when he looked back at Mihoshi but there was no anger in her eyes.

 

“It's ok, you can play with them later,” she said seriously, “but you can play with me now,” she finished with an impish smile.

 

In the face of Mihoshi's bright smile Tenchi's ill-humor evaporated like a morning mist and the reality of having one of his loves, and his lusts beneath him came rushing back. Mihoshi's hair fanned out behind her like a golden halo her big blue eyes imploring him to get to it but Tenchi wanted a moment to savor the sight before him. Mihoshi's chocolate colored skin shimmered where the strange water still clung to it while her body blushed giving her a delicious body a delightful pink tone. His frank appraisal of her was starting to make Mihoshi nervous as one of her fingers was starting to play nervously with her bottom lip. “Tenchiiii?” Tenchi just gave her a reassuring smile and continued his ogling of her, letting his eyes caress the small tuft of blonde curls above her sex, the swell of her wide womanly hips and her long slim dancer's legs. The more he saw of her the more he wanted Mihoshi and Tenchi suspected that, for today at least, the girls weren't really interested in foreplay and he set about doing what he had dreamed of doing for more then a year.

 

Like any man of his age Tenchi was well aware of the mechanics of sex so there was no real mystery in what went where, at least until his second clumsy attempt missed and his dick slipped up between them again. A momentary flash of panic almost overwhelmed Tenchi as he feared that maybe her biology and his were just incompatible enough to frustrate their amorous efforts but he found one of Ryoko's hands gently opening Mihoshi up and her other wrapping around his shaft to guide him home.

 

Ryoko laughed at Tenchi's questioning glance. “The sooner you finish her off the sooner we can get together.” In truth finishing quickly was something Tenchi was worried about, with Mihoshi under him, Ryoko helping him, and Ayeka and Washu going at it behind them Tenchi was surprised he hadn't blown his load already, and now the wet heat of Mihoshi's desire was engulfing the head of his prick.

 

Mihoshi whimpered as Tenchi began to press against her, “Ohhhh Tenchiiiii!”

 

Tenchi's eyes bugged out of his head as the first few inches of his cock sank into Mihoshi, hot, wet, tight, all the adjectives he'd heard to describe the experience paled next to the reality of being inside his love. Mihoshi's cunt pulled at him, calling him in deeper, promising him a world of pleasure just a little further in, and Tenchi didn't resist.

 

Mihoshi instinctively brought her legs up as Tenchi pushed into her, laying them on his hips before finally settling on crossing them behind him, resting her feet in the small of his back, not urging, not pushing away, just wrapping herself around Tenchi, opening herself up to him. She was rewarded by the feeling of Tenchi sinking slowly deeper and deeper into her, drawing out a sigh or an excited “Eep!” as each bump or ridge on him rubbed against another fold inside of her. The physical feelings threatened to overwhelm Mihoshi but even more then the physical sensations it was the emotional ones that swept her away. Tenchi was inside of her and Mihoshi had never felt closer to anyone.

 

Ryoko was jealous, she tried to look at it pragmatically, she was going to get her turn later after all, but as much as she tried to rationalize it away she was definitely jealous. Tenchi's first few tentative thrusts soon meshed with the rocking of Mihoshi's hips and the coupling pair found their rhythm. The towels they were laying on gave them plenty of purchase on the slick wood and their pace picked up, Tenchi's thighs smacking against Mihoshi's brown ones. `I'm next,' Ryoko reminded herself, `I'm next.' Ryoko started to fidget in her seat in the pool, Mihoshi and Tenchi were going at it not even a meter from her and Washu and Ayeka were all over each other just two or three away from her, it suddenly dawned on Ryoko that she was the only person in the onsen not getting any. “Damn.”

 

No matter how hard he tried Tenchi couldn't fight the urge to thrust harder and deeper into Mihoshi, every stroke felt better then the last and it seemed that no matter how hard he tried he always found a little something more to add to the next assault on Mihoshi's tender body. Tenchi thought he might have been able to hold back, if Mihoshi wasn't egging him on.

 

“Mmmm, ohhhh Tenchi!” she squealed as he bottomed out again. When he pulled back she moaned softly into his ear, “Harder,” and Tenchi didn't let up on his assault.

 

Even as he ravaged her and Mihoshi thrashed around underneath him the adoring look in her eyes never waived. Tenchi could feel the sweat starting to bead on his brow from the physical exertion of his task and cum starting to boil in his balls. Try as he might a sexual marathon wasn't in the cards tonight.

 

“Mihoshi…I'm gonna…”

 

“OhhhKAy!” Mihoshi huffed as another thrust hit home.

 

Tenchi gritted his teeth, “Sorry.”

 

“It's alright, ohhhhh.”

 

The snug wet heat of Mihoshi's body surrounded Tenchi, her scent inundated his nose and her joy washed over him, he had been worried that she might be disappointed in his performance but her happy smile banished his fears. When he thrust into her hard enough to feel something bump against the head of his prick the rush that surged up his prick ended any hopes of going longer. “Gonna cum!”

 

“Tenchi!” Mihoshi howled as the first burst of Tenchi's seed splashed against her cervix. Her legs tightened convulsively about his waist pulling him to her as her body did its level best to get pregnant.

 

The feeling of cumming in Mihoshi was the same that he often felt when he imagined this moment but it was also so much better. He wasn't wasting his seed in the shower or into a wad of tissue, it was being put to the proper use and his mind rewarded him with a rush of endorphins the likes of which he'd never felt before. It felt like his soul was pouring out of him and into Mihoshi but it also felt like he'd captured part of her. The first few spurts had been forcibly ejected from him leaving only the last bit to dribble out when Tenchi collapsed forward onto Mihoshi's slick body, her plush frame accepting him readily. As Tenchi breathed deeply trying to regain his composure a deep sense of contentment poured over him. Looking up into Mihoshi's eyes Tenchi felt even closer to her then their skin would allow, like their spirits were as intertwined as their bodies, it felt incredibly right. “I love you,” he said to her softly.

 

Mihoshi's eyes started to tear up, “I love you too.” She could feel the same thing Tenchi could but it threatened to overwhelm her. After enduring centuries of self imposed isolation, of trying to not let anyone close lest they hurt her to have someone be this close to her, physically and emotionally was overwhelming. She could feel Tenchi's love for her radiating off of him like heat from a blast furnace.

 

Mihoshi wasn't the only one feeling Tenchi's love, Ryoko could see the looks being exchanged between the two and Ryoko wanted it for herself. Tenchi's admission the day before hadn't done anything to placate her, the reality that the thing she desired most was within her reach only threw fuel on the fire inside her. They had all promised not to rush each other, to let each other have their time with Tenchi but the fire in Ryoko's belly wouldn't quit and it drove her towards the cuddling pair.

 

As he rained little kisses down on Mihoshi's face Tenchi marveled at the way that even her sweat dotted skin tasted good to him right then, he was so absorbed with Mihoshi that he didn't hear Ryoko padding over. Mihoshi didn't miss it however as she caught sight of Ryoko out of the corner of her eye. The huge smile that erupted on Mihoshi's face caught Tenchi off guard, in an instant the satisfied, well fucked, look on her face was replaced by the gigantic smile she normally reserved for her favorite snacks, Tenchi could swear her eyes got twice as big as normal.

 

Tenchi's turned to see what had her so excited when he heard Ryoko's sultry, "My turn."

 

Even when she had had a mouthful of his cock Mihoshi had managed to maintain an aura of pure innocence, on the other hand Ryoko looked hot enough to melt lead just standing over them. Her long cyan locks fell around her face as she looked down on the just finished pair, her legs spread exposing herself to her man's eyes. Mihoshi giggled as Tenchi stared and said, “It's her turn,” before giving Tenchi a quick peck on the lips and rolling him over so that she could get out from under him. The loss of Mihoshi and her body heat was concerning enough to Tenchi to follow her flight back into the pool but creamy skin and blue hair filled his view.

 

Anger and sadness fought for space in Ryoko's psyche but in the end she was more comfortable with anger and it handily won out. `I'm standing here waiting for him and he watches her? What's wrong with me, am I second best?' Ryoko's resolve hardened even as her face softened. `I'll show him who's second best.'

 

Even with two sets of lips on her neck doing their best to turn her mind to jelly Washu could still feel the spike of negative emotions coming from her daughter. `What in the multiverse could cause that now?' she wondered as Ryoko lowered herself onto Tenchi's lap.

 

Ryoko was heavier then Tenchi had thought. She was tall and more than generously endowed but she was also rail thin everywhere else, Tenchi had thought she might weigh fifty kilos on the outside but he quickly realized he was shooting about twenty short, the phrase, “Not human,” echoed through his mind for the millionth time in the last year and a half.

 

“You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this Tenchi,” Ryoko said. She shifted around a bit feeling his semi-erect member sliding across her lips leaving a trail of Tenchi and Mihoshi's mixed cum, the thought of licking Tenchi clean roared to the front demanding satisfaction but Ryoko was able to beat the impulse down. `Later.' Still the thought of swallowing Tenchi to the root and getting a nice mouthful of him and Mihoshi didn't go far. `Not much later.'

 

“Ryoko…”

 

Ryoko enjoyed the hitch in Tenchi's voice but she wasn't about to forgive him for staring at Mihoshi while she was offering herself to him. `We agreed to share, he can't go picking favorites yet.' Ryoko had convinced herself that she would be happy with Tenchi no matter what happened, first wife or forth so long as she got him but she was realizing that she had been kidding herself. Share him, of course, second fiddle, never.

 

“Ever since the first time I saw you Tenchi,” Ryoko squirmed in Tenchi's lap ensuring she had his attention. “For fifteen years I've wanted to be close to you Tenchi.”

 

Tenchi groaned, fighting for enough control to respond to Ryoko's heartfelt statement but the gyrations of her hips ruined his ability to try to be a nice guy and reduced him to the same level as any man would be in his situation, a blithering idiot. His dick was setting a new recovery record and every sway of Ryoko's bottom brought him closer to full mast and every millimeter he went up was another millimeter deeper into Ryoko he went and another lightyear away from coherent thought.

 

Ryoko felt Tenchi slip into position and she flashed him a confident grin she didn't really feel, she would have him the way she really wanted him later, for now she had to lay claim to him and remind him who had been here with him all this time. Summoning up all her courage Ryoko slipped down on Tenchi with a slow authority and gasped.

 

Washu smiled as her daughter's surprise swept through their link, even with two different sets of fingers playing between her legs she was able to keep from invading Ryoko's privacy too much, she'd save the explanation for later. She felt one of Ayeka's fingers sink into her and Washu grabbed her cheeks and snarled, “Come `ere you,” before planting a searing kiss on the Crown Princess' lips.

 

Even with his brain starved for blood Tenchi was able to tell the difference between his two paramours, Mihoshi was warm and soft, snug and comfortable but Ryoko was hot and tight, her taut muscles pulled at him and every little shimmy of her body squeezed him, both of them very different, both absolutely perfect.

 

Ryoko was careful to keep the shock she felt at Tenchi's easy entry from her face and tried to affect a subtle confidence as she settled deeper into his lap. `Oh Kami he's big,' she thought. `He didn't look this big a minute ago.' She felt her newly deflowered body stretching and reforming, molding to Tenchi's invading member, she took an exploratory bounce, raising herself up a few centimeters and then letting herself back down. Ryoko was certain that the rainbow exploding in her eyes was not an entirely normal reaction to the situation.

 

Tenchi took a deep calming breath and tried to find his center the way his grandfather had taught him but Ryoko was driving him crazy, recent ejaculations be damned. Her firm proud breasts rubbed two parallel paths up and down his chest as she bounced on his lap, her unnatural weight making a loud wet slap even with the gentle looking hops. Tenchi's hands started to rub up and down Ryoko's back feeling her muscles flex underneath her smooth flawless skin, his hands digging into her hard ass. `Not as much…ooooohhhh….padding as Mihoshi but,' he could easily pick out the chords of muscle tensing and relaxing in her bottom as she lifted herself up, `It's still VERY nice.'

 

Ryoko was speeding up without meaning to, her body's innate and preprogrammed responses seeking more of the rapturous pleasure emanating from her and Tenchi's joined sex organs. `Ohmygawd,' she moaned to herself, `why in the hell do they ever do anything else?' Every once in a while without even realizing Ryoko acknowledged to herself that she wasn't a normal creature in the way Tenchi and the other girl's were, and it typically happened when she began to concentrate on sex, the idea of becoming that close to Tenchi had always been titillating and she'd played the game as best she knew how but she could not understand why if sex was really as good as it was meant to be why people didn't do it constantly. `We are going to be doing this ALL the time,' she thought as Tenchi's cock again split her womanhood open and her nerves screamed in an indescribable cacophony of pleasure. In the blink of an eye her considerable mental prowess digested the situation and offered up a way to potentially make things better.

 

As Ryoko's humping became more enthusiastic Tenchi started to get concerned that Ryoko's unnatural mass combined with her incredible strength were going to cause his thighs considerable harm. He was surprised when she leaned in and planted a needy kiss on his lips. Her lips tugged at his, her tongue darted this way and that trying to touch as much as they could in the few seconds they had available, tickling his lips, darting between them to caress his tongue. The shock of Ryoko's sudden kiss wore off when her lips parted his and he opened his eyes to find her two big golden cat-eyes staring back into his full of love. “Trust me?” she purred.

 

Tenchi nodded but when Ryoko stood up and robbed his throbbing manhood of the warmth of her sheath he had to fight his urge to grab her hips and return her pussy to its proper place. His restraint was rewarded when Ryoko kneeled down in front of him and spreading his legs with her long slender fingers. Though he wasn't entirely sure what was about to happen Tenchi was certain he was going to enjoy it and he smiled at Ryoko as he settled his torso back onto his arms.

 

The happy smile that her love gave her while he was reclining back made Ryoko's heart flutter in her chest and for an instant her mask of confidence was shattered as she returned Tenchi's smile, all the love and adoration she had for him given form for a moment before she dipped her head to compose herself, then the confident and in control Ryoko was back. She hesitated for a moment, kneading the muscles in Tenchi's thighs and just reveling in the ability to touch him and be close to him without having anyone screaming at her or him running away. Seized by a sudden impulse to taste what Mihoshi had Ryoko dipped her head down and drew Tenchi's turgid cock into her mouth, savoring their combined taste and just the slightest hint of Mihoshi's sugary essence.

 

Tenchi's will melted as Ryoko's tongue started to lap at his well used manhood like a cat, there wasn't any technique about it, she simply drug her tongue up and down his length, simply loving on him, a gentle act of adoration. He gasped when she locked her lips around his shaft and started to suck on it, the dizzying suction traveling down his cock preventing him from devoting any mental prowess to anything but the enjoyment of the feeling of his manhood being drawn down her, `Throat?!'

 

Ryoko grinned as best she could around her mouthful of dick at Tenchi's shocked expression, apparently Noboyuki's movies and manga had been right, though she didn't understand why the girls in them made such a big deal about it. Mentally noting to come back and give Tenchi a repeat performance she withdrew his length from her mouth and gave him a quick peck on the lips before turning around and squatting down bracing her hands on his knees and starting to lower herself back down until she realized she didn't have a free hand to make sure everything lined up. “A little help?” she asked unsteadily over her shoulder.

 

As entranced as he'd been to see Ryoko deepthroating him he was still cognizant enough to know what she wanted and oblige her. With his left hand on her hip guiding her down Tenchi used his right to guide himself back into Ryoko's tight slick depths.

 

Ryoko groaned as Tenchi's cock stretched her willing hole for the second time only stopping when she felt the springy curls of his hair nestled against her bottom. Ryoko got her feet under herself driving herself and Tenchi a little crazy with the ripples her powerful leg muscles sent through her pussy, and then she rose out of her crouch a bit before dropping back down, fucking herself on Tenchi's upright pole with an audible squish. “Oh yeah…..you like that?”

 

Tenchi's hands were locked on Ryoko's hips but they only followed them up and down, she was in control. “Uh huh,” he mumbled.

 

Ryoko saw the other the girls watching them from across the pool and she felt a naughty tingle run through her, even the knowing smirk on her mother's face didn't dim the thrill she got from the other three watching her fuck her man right in front of them and she decided to reinforce who was in charge. Ryoko's butt slapped down against Tenchi's crotch, and she shot up again and paused at the top. “Is it as good as you thought it would be?”

 

The only thing Tenchi could see was Ryoko's wild silvery hair in front of him and her tight ass poised at the end of his cock, she was evidently waiting for his answer. Whether or not the girls loved him Tenchi wasn't about to admit that he had spent a lot of time, every night actually, and most days, imagining them naked, sucking, fucking, doing pretty much what they were right now. “Ryoko I never….OH!”

 

Ryoko dropped like a stone burying him completely inside her but she popped up just as quickly. “Not even once?” she asked coyly.

 

Tenchi's eye's bugged out of his head and the truth came out in a rush, “All the time, this is sooo much better then anything I thought of.”

 

“Oh you naughty boy,” Ryoko said mimicking her mother without realizing it. “All you had to do was ask.”

 

Tenchi tried to pull down on her hips, begging the pirate to do it again. “Please.”

 

When Ryoko resumed her bouncing this time she didn't stop, there would be more time in the future to make Tenchi crave her, for now she needed to have him, her cravings wouldn't tolerate any more teasing.

 

Washu eyed her daughter's performance with the critical eye she gave all her experiments. Like every aspect of her progeny Washu had spent plenty, decades actually, of time ensuring that Ryoko's sexual functioning would be perfect. Her daughter's surprise at the lack of pain had made her chuckle, to Mihoshi's delight since her nipple had been the redhead's mouth at the time, she had decided to remove that little obstacle to an enjoyable first time early on in the design process. She figured that Ryoko's lack of a gag reflex should make it up to whatever male she wound up with but she had been surprised that her daughter had demonstrated it on Tenchi so quickly. While she watched she idly stroked Ayeka's thigh slowly focusing less and less on Ryoko's physical functioning and more on her physical appearance. Washu could feel her arousal ramping up as her greatest creation and daughter fucked herself and their mutual great love to within an inch of his life. Given that human beings had yet to completely separate sex and reproduction she understood the prohibitions against familial coupling but she figured it was their loss, nothing seemed quite as right to her as sharing her daughter with the man they both loved.

 

As they fucked Ryoko's cunt became almost painfully tight and in spite of already having cum once in Mihoshi he wasn't going to last much longer. His fingers curled into her flesh, pulling her down onto him seeking their mutual release.

 

When Tenchi's finger went from just holding her to forcing her to pick up the pace Ryoko felt the knot that had been tying itself up in the pit of her stomach start to fray, winding itself up tighter as his fingers dug into her hips changing from being the one fucked to the one doing the fucking. `Oh Kami, that did it! Tenchi's fucking me….me!'

 

Ryoko's pussy clamped down one final time around his manhood and started to writhe about him as Ryoko howled indecipherably in what Tenchi hoped was pleasure but he would have to find out later as the cum that had been boiling in his balls for the last twenty minutes demanded immediately release into Ryoko's willing, demanding pussy.

 

Ryoko felt Tenchi's essence spurt into her, her tight cunt could feel every pulse and throb of her mate's manhood as he erupted into her. The feelings in her groin started to overcome her and her legs started quaking, Ryoko couldn't concentrate enough to levitate herself so she fell graceless to the floor face down and spent but happy that Tenchi had followed her, his meat still buried in her, his pleasant weight on top of her. There wasn't any time to reminisce, she had a position to secure, his favorite. “Any time Tenchi,” she purred beneath him, “any time you want to just grab me and use me.” Reading Noboyuki's manga collection was beginning to look like time well spent.

 

Tenchi inhaled deeply trying to calm himself as his pulse pounded in his ears but every breath just brought in the pungent smell of sex that was beginning to fill the room. He could feel a distant weariness in his body but it was overridden by the euphoria of two rapid fire couplings with two beautiful women. Tenchi rearranged himself to try to take some of his weight off of Ryoko and his softening manhood slipped out of her, the sudden loss of warmth helped to clear his thoughts somewhat and he leaned in close to Ryoko and whispered, “I love you.”

 

The soft words murmured into her ear and the wisp of his breath tickling her hair sent a delicious chill down Ryoko's spine but before the thought of keeping Tenchi all to herself could fully form another voice intruded on her thoughts.

 

`It's Ayeka's turn sweetie.'

 

`Come on, five more minutes.'

 

Even with her eyes closed Ryoko could see Washu's smirk, `You didn't give Mihoshi any snuggle time.'

 

Ryoko snarled at her mother in their shared thoughts but didn't let it slip into the open. Instead she put her mask of confidence back on and whispered back, “And I love you too, and don't forget it while you screw little miss priss' brains right out of her regal little head.”

 

Only then did Tenchi look up over the mass of silver cyan hair in front of him to see Ayeka slowly walking across the onsen towards them, the thick liquid of the pool making stately waves about her as she came.

 

 

Author's Notes (a.k.a. My feeble attempt to explain away how much this sucked.) V1 Beta

 

Acknowledgements:

 

Lighthawk - My Washu checker. His lust for the redhead is disturbing but no one can peg her actions and attitude like he can.

Warpwizard - Reads my stuff, complains about the lack of commas.

Froop - My part time stalker who provided the name for this entire story.

psianogen - Another prereader who helps out with this crap.

 

Notes:

 

1) Ok, fine. I am totally incapable of just writing sex, it's a sickness.

 

2) I flip back and forth between earth time and galactic, just try and keep up.

 

3) Try as I might the word “chocolate” seems to be the only one that accurately communicates the color of Mihoshi's skin.

 

4) More to come, obviously. Well maybe not so obviously, there was that one idiot “reviewer” who was on the site who thought the story was over after chapter four.

 

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