The Game

* * *

"Who's there?"

The scene:  Asuka Langley Sohryu, or rather the former Asuka Langley Sohryu, now 
Ikari, at the counter of her kitchen, making a sandwich.  The only unusual note was the 
schoolgirl outfit she was wearing.  Her days as a cutely sailor-suited student were over, 
though not by many years.  Still, the long-limbed redhead looked very sexy in the short 
blue skirt and pristine white cotton blouse, complete with red neckerchief.

She may have agreed to this, in fact it was her idea, but waiting for someone to attack her 
from surprise was still putting her on edge.  What if someone happened to *really* break 
in, coincidentally at the same time as…?
 
The time:  Evening.  The bright silver rays of a full moon illuminated the grass and 
bushes outside the house, making the Ikari's back lawn look like a place out of faerie.

Asuka looked through the sliding glass doors, into the back yard.  Nothing.

"Just nerves-EEK!"

She jumped as an arm wrapped around her from behind, then jerked in reaction as a hard 
object was poked into her back.  

"Don't turn around, and don't make any noise.  I've got a gun."  The hard object lightly 
prodded her in the ribs.

Asuka was surprised at how fast her heart was beating.  She recognized the voice, at least 
she thought she did –

"Move it, lady."

Her heart still thumping hard against her rib cage, Asuka allowed herself to be walked 
into the kitchen, her attacker using the pressure of a hand placed familiarly on her waist 
to guide her.  The hard edge, the authority she was hearing, that was what made it hard to 
recognize.

"Place your hands on the counter.  Now!"

Asuka swallowed, hard, then did as instructed.  They'd never discussed exactly what 
would happen after the scenario began.  She remember with unease that she'd said to 
"use your imagination".

She gasped as the man behind her pressed forward, his groin molding to her bottom.  The 
gasp became a squeak as he seized a handful of fabric and yanked her blouse up, 
untucking it.  

"What are you-"

"Shut up."  He jabbed her again with his presumed weapon.  Asuka's mouth snapped shut 
at the flat strength in his voice, then gaped in a gasp of surprise as he slid his hand up into 
her blouse and fondled.  

"Mm…silk, nice.  But it needs to come off."  Asuka goose-pimpled as she felt the chill of 
cold metal slide across her skin, up into the blouse.  She felt a small tugging sensation at 
the fabric of her bra and then it was loose, easily pulled down by the man's exploring 
hand.  

'Oh god – he's got a knife!'

Arousal mixed with fear as Shinji (please God let it really be Shinji pleaded her confused 
mind) caressed her hard nipples.  Moonlight illuminated the man's smile as the stunning 
redhead let out an involuntary moan.  The moan doubled in volume as he reached under 
her skirt and slid a hand into her panties.  

"Already wet, eh?  I always figured that under that bitchy exterior you'd be like a cat in 
heat."

Asuka trembled as the man's long, slim fingers invaded her moist interior.  "What!  You-
!"

"All those times I watched you sleep…you looked like an angel, but when you were 
awake, it was always "Baka!" this and "Baka!" that to your poor husband.  I figured that 
I'd come over and show you what a real man was like."

Asuka's mind worked furiously even as she felt sweet fire gather in the pit of her stomach 
from Shinji's skillful fondling.  'Unhhh…he's rambling…oh sweet Christ – is that 
alcohol I smell?'

The slightly demented giggle that followed did nothing to reassure her.  "Off with the 
clothes!"  Asuka stayed stock-still, trembling, as her skirt dropped to the ground.  She 
was afraid to turn around, not sure if it would be better or worse to find that it was really 
her husband of 10 years that was drunkenly stripping her, and not a real burglar.  More 
confusingly, the fear and uncertainty she was feeling seemed to be inflaming her arousal 
rather than inhibiting it.  

"Yessss….that's better.  Off with this too.  Arms up!"  Silently, Asuka did as she was bid.  

* * *
 
'Hee hee!  I'm so evil.'

Shinji admired the sight of his wife's naked body, shining silvery and smooth in the 
bright moonlight streaming in through the glass sliding doors to their backyard.  

'A little booze on the clothes, act a little crazy and she's all scared.  I'll bet she thinks 
these safety scissors are a knife!"

Asuka's long, flawless legs and athletically firm ass were prominently displayed by her 
bent over posture.  He could barely resist the urge to spank that beautiful bottom.  A 
smile crossed Shinji's face as it occurred to him that on this one occasion, he didn't have 
to resist.

*smack!*

"AH!"

'Oooh yeah.  Soooo spankable.'

Resisting the urge to overdramatically clear his throat, he conjured the "crazy Shinji" 
voice once more.  "You just stay bent over that way, lady.  Remember I've got a gun."

"Okay..."

Shinji felt a bit ashamed at the tremble in her voice.  Still, he noted that her nipples were 
hard and pulsing with blood.  There was also a distinctive musky odor in the air.

He gritted his teeth as a surge of lust rolled over him.  'God *damn*, she's too sexy to be 
legal.'  Feeling constricted by his clothes, he swiftly shed them and moved closer to his 
naked, bent-over wife.  

He pressed his erect penis against one silky butt-cheek, making her body jerk with 
surprise.

"You feel that?"

"Y-yes…"

With a roll of his hips, Shinji ground his erection against Asuka's flesh, enjoying the 
teasing he was giving both of them.  The sensitive skin of his cock rubbing against her 
silky skin was a delicious treat.

"Ahhh…feels good."

Shinji bent over, fitting himself to Asuka's back, enjoying the warmth and soft 
smoothness of her flesh.  He kissed and licked her neck, making her shiver.  "You taste 
good."  A small, helpless-sounding moan was his only answer.  

He bared his teeth as another wave of lust rolled over him.  His heart pounded, feeding 
his cock with blood.  He breathed hotly in Asuka's delicate ear for a moment, then 
nibbled on it lovingly.  Her answering coo of pleasure nearly snapped his self-control 
right there.  

Breathing hard, Shinji filled his hands with the soft weight of his wife's C-cup breasts.  
Fighting to not shoot his load onto her back right then and there, he concentrated on fully 
enjoying the ability to touch her at will.  *He* was in control for now, not her.  As he 
kneaded her boobs, marveling at their heat and silky softness, each moan that rang out 
confirmed that.

"You like that?"

Asuka moaned like an animal in heat.  The combination of fear, novelty and lack of 
control had reduced her mind to jelly.  "AHhHhHhhh…."

Panting, Shinji positioned himself at her warm, wet entrance, enjoying the feel of her 
bottom against his groin as he did so.  "You'll like this better."

Throwing restraint to the winds, Shinji plunged his cock to the hilt inside Asuka's 
dripping wet cunt.

"AH!  AH ah ah ah ah-"

Grunting like a beast, Shinji ruthlessly plundered his wife's incredibly tight pussy, 
driving the full length of his cock into her with each stroke.  For a woman who was so 
reluctant to engage in intimate activities she was an incredible fuck.  He was dimly aware 
that she was bucking her hips back at him in response to each deep penetration, 
intensifying the already wild sex.

"So-fucking-tight-"

Already he was about to come.  He struggled to replace the image of his wife's flawless 
back glowing silvery in the moonlight with her long red hair flying wildly as she thrashed 
with pleasure with something less sexy but couldn't bring himself to.  Gripping her hips 
firmly he pounded his hips against her bottom, sinking himself deep inside her.  Each 
thrust was a cycle of agonizing pleasure and forced restraint, having to hold back his 
come with every ounce of strength he possessed.  Plunging his aching stiffness into that 
honey-filled velvet squeeze was a supreme pleasure and he was determined to get as 
much of it as possible.

Belly clenched, his face twisted with intense concentration, Shinji gasped for air as each 
slide into Asuka's slippery paradise threatened to be his last.  The pressure to come was 
incredible, but somehow he managed to hold off.  Like finding a second wind, he 
adjusted to the superintense sensations radiating from his cock and managed to hold 
himself together, continuing to fuck her hard and deep.

"Ah Ah Ah AH!  Not-much-longer!"

Asuka's athletic body bucked and thrashed under him, pushing her hips back into his.  
The feel of her soft skin under his palms, slick with sweat, didn't help his self-control at 
all.  Enjoying a last few deep pushes into her slippery interior, Shinji let out an agonized 
gasp as her pussy began to flutter around his buried length.  

"Oh God!"

Who yelled that, neither could say.  Shinji collapsed onto Asuka's sweaty back and 
groaned in her ear as he pumped his load into her spasming pussy.  The long, drawn-out 
sensual moan she gave in reply only intensified his pleasure.

For a moment, Shinji rested.  Now came the difficult part.  Did he have the courage?  
After a second of thought, his face became a steely mask of resolve.  What did he have to 
lose?  Answer: nothing.  Nothing but endless nights of loneliness in a shared bed.  At 
least this way they'd both have something to remember the relationship by.

"You stay here," he whispered in Asuka's ear.  She mumbled something, hopefully 
something affirmative.  

Stooping, he unzipped the duffel bag with the "equipment" in it.  

* * *

A second later, Asuka felt something slipped across her eyes and fastened securely 
around her head.  She opened her mouth to question and felt her hands pulled behind her 
back and something going around her wrists.

"Ahhh…good."

A tingling started in her stomach as she realized that she was being restrained.  Her heart, 
slowing down after the strongest orgasm she could ever remember having, began to beat 
hard again.  "Wha-?"

Her question became a mumble as something small, hard and round filled her mouth and 
another fastening went around her head.

'Oh my god.  Is that a, a, ball-gag?'

Her husband's slightly demented humming to himself filled her frightened ears as her 
hair was efficiently gathered and made into a ponytail, then fastened with some sort of 
hair clip.  She exhaled hard as Shinji caressed the sensitive skin of her neck.

"You have such an elegant throat.  We wouldn't want to obscure the sight of the collar.  
Hm hm hm…"

Her heart continued to race as she felt him fasten something around her neck.  She 
expected roughness, but the inside seemed to be padded with something very soft and 
comfortable.  It was just tight enough to let her know that it was there.

"Black leather with silver studs.  Nothing cheap either, it looks very stylish on you.  
Very…sexy."

Asuka moaned involuntarily as her husband's hand caressed her face, then down to finger 
the collar, then both hands gently fondled her breasts.  When he touched her nipples it felt 
like a lightning bolt went up her spine.  Her legs wobbled and she was painfully aware of 
the moist heat between her legs.

"A little sensitive Asuka-chan?  I've read that sensory restriction can do that."

For a long minute, Asuka stood there in the blackness behind her blindfold, panting.  Her 
skin was tingling.  At first it cooled from being exposed, then gradually warmed up from 
some mysterious inner fire.  Her hearing slowly intensified too, until she could distinctly 
hear Shinji breathing behind her, his breaths coming slightly fast.

'Touch me, why won't he touch me?'

"AH!"

Asuka cried out as Shinji's hand just barely grazed her clit.  Her knees shook like water 
and she could feel moisture slowly oozing down her inner thighs. 

She waited for another agonized eternity of a few seconds until she felt another touch, 
this one slightly longer, a single rough fingertip scraping down her bud.  She arched her 
back and yelled as hot pleasure filled her stomach from the brief contact.  Behind her 
blindfold, her eyes widened as she realized how close she was to another climax.

'I'm going to come…just from a couple of touches.'

Seconds passed as Asuka waited impatiently for another touch.  For a moment she 
thought that maybe he had abandoned her and the thought filled her with a deep despair.  

Just as she was about to sob in frustration, Shinji pressed his entire body to her back, 
simultaneously rubbing her pussy and blowing in her ear.  

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Asuka thrashed in his arms as she experienced a tremendous orgasm.  She trembled with 
the intense pleasure for a long time, dimly aware that he had picked up her and was 
taking her somewhere.  Downstairs?  That was where the basement was, where Shinji 
exercised…why would he be taking her there?

* * *

Shinji hummed his little song as he carried his semi-conscious wife down the stairs and 
into his domain.  He passed the weights and punching bag with nary a glance, heading 
straight for the door to the room he'd prepared.  It was one of the several rooms that the 
basement consisted of, rooms that Asuka had assumed he'd filled with the usual male 
junk, car parts and old porn magazines for all she cared.  He'd had no particular use for 
the room until a week ago when Asuka had hatched the idea of The Game.  It taken him 
some effort to get it set up, but not much and he thought it would be worth it in the end.

He flicked the lights on and took inventory.  Not much really.  Most of the "equipment" 
was in the duffel bag he'd left upstairs.  This was just a room containing a bed with a few 
special attachments as well as one entire wall covered with a sheet of mirror.  Still, it was 
perfect for what he needed: nothing that could get broken and Asuka wouldn't know 
exactly where she was, which would dramatically increase her disorientation.

Gently, he placed Asuka on the bed.  "Stay here, honey, for just a sec.  I'll be back in a 
flash."  She mumbled a reply through her gag.

He paused for a moment to appreciate the sight.  Asuka had grown from a beautiful teen 
into a spectacular woman.  Her features had followed through on every bit of her youthful 
promise at fourteen, the elegant lines of her face becoming even more attractive in 
maturity.  Her red-gold hair was as glossy and fiery as ever, currently at a bit beyond 
shoulder-length, while her body had ripened into lush perfection.  She didn't have the 
skinny build of a high-fashion model, but rather the curvy sexiness of a lingerie model.

Lying on the bed in the fetish items he'd put her in, she looked so mouthwateringly 
fuckable he was having a hard time thinking.  

She lay on her back, her nostrils flaring as she breathed, her mouth filled with a red 
rubber ballgag.  Her eyes were covered by an elegant hand-tooled leather blindfold with 
lace trim, the stylish design making her look like something out of a Victorian hentai.  

Around her slim neck was an black leather collar with spiky silver studs.  Though the 
blindfold and ballgag were technically more noticeable, there was something about a 
band around a woman's throat that Shinji found overwhelmingly erotic.  He didn't know 
exactly why that was, but it enhanced the other items to perfection.

The leather cuffs holding her wrists parallel behind her back had the additional effect of 
pulling her shoulders back, making her full breasts stick out more than normal, not that 
they needed the help.  Her body glistened enticingly in the overhead lights.  

Shinji grimaced, feeling the pull to simply lie on top of her and fuck her again.  And 
again.  And again.  The problem was where to stop.  With a wrench of willpower, he 
dashed out the door to get the duffel bag.

* * *

Asuka lay on her back, confused and a bit tired, but with a mellow post-orgasm glow that 
she hadn't felt in – well, ever.  The position her hands were in was a bit uncomfortable, 
but she was very flexible so it wasn't a great inconvenience.  The ball-gag took a bit more 
getting used to, but it added a great deal of reality to the experience.  

The fact that she didn't know exactly where she was also added an edge to the situation.  
She had to be in the basement, but where?  Shinji having an entire room set up to hold a 
person captive in didn't fill her with reassurance either.  At least the room was pleasantly 
warm and the bed was soft.  Yes…if he could provide her with more orgasms like the last 
few, she would be happy to play along for a little longer.

Of course when she wanted to end it, all she had to do was say the safe word.  The safe 
word…what was it again?  Asuka's eyes widened behind her blindfold as she realized she 
had completely forgotten it.  And then there was the things Shinji had said and the booze 
she had smelled on his clothes…was he really just playing?

Her heart once more thumping hard against her ribs, Asuka waited for her captor to 
return.

* * *

Shinji slipped back into the room, stark naked and with a completely vertical erection.  
Thoughts of all the things he was going to do to Asuka- no, that he and Asuka would do 
together, had kept him hard for the minute it had taken to grab the duffel bag and dash 
back downstairs.
 
He stared.  There she was.  Waiting for him like a present waiting to be unwrapped.  He 
grinned.  Or to be wrapped further, in ever more erotic ways.

He sat down on the bed next to her and stroked her leg.  Her entire body jerked in 
reaction to the gentle touch.

"I'm back, Asuka-chan.  Did you miss me?"  He combed through her tangled red pubic 
hair and exposed an unhooded and visibly pulsing clit.  "I think you did.  Part of you, 
anyway."  Unable to resist, he bent down and tickled it with the very tip of his tongue, 
chuckling as her entire body quivered in reaction.  

He straightened, reached over and caressed her cheek.  Asuka breathed faster as she 
registered the passion in his voice.  "I'm going to make you come so many times you 
won't remember your name."  He smiled as she mumbled in pleasure at his touch and 
moved her head, trying to get more stroking.  "Feels good to be touched, doesn't it?  
Don't worry, I'm going to touch you plenty of times before the night is through."

Obeying his impulses, he pulled his naked wife's bottom into his lap and began stroking 
her body all over with his hands.  Asuka moaned helplessly into her gag as trails of 
pleasurable fire ran over her skin. 
 
"I can do anything I like to you.  Anything at all."

Asuka panted through her nose as what Shinji was saying and how he was saying it 
soaked in.  He didn't sound like he was in complete control of himself, not at all.  Instead 
of fear, she felt intense excitement.  Just being touched like this, without sight and 
without being able to touch back, felt so good she wanted him to do it for hours.

Noticing how hard she was breathing, Shinji quickly undid her gag and then returned to 
caressing her.  He flipped her over and felt her marvelous ass, squeezing and groping the 
firm cheeks and then reaching under and stroking her slick vaginal lips.  Asuka squirmed 
like her body was out of control, moaning full-throatedly and enjoying her lack of a gag.  
She cried out as Shinji, still obeying his impulses, gave a sharp swat to her ass.   
 
"AH!"

"You like that, I see.  I'll continue then." 
 
Grinning gleefully and breathing hard from intense arousal, Shinji gave his bitchy wife a 
full-out spanking, alternating cheeks, taking his time and enjoying the marvelous feel of 
her athletically firm rump.  She thrashed in his lap, inadvertently rubbing against his 
erection.  As it began to really hurt she cried, "No! No!  Stop!"

Shinji let fly with a hard swat, making her right ass cheek burn red and jiggle.  "Ah, but I 
don't have to.  I'm a very bad man, and you're my prisoner.  Remember?"  With that, he 
gave her another good half-dozen smacks before calling it quits.  Feeling a bit guilty, he 
quickly got a tube of soothing cream out of the duffel and started rubbing into Asuka's 
abused bottom.

Asuka whimpered when he touched her sore ass, but that quickly turned to soft moaning 
as the combination of her blindness, helplessness and now super-sensitive skin turned his 
application of the soothing cream into a near-orgasmic experience.

Shinji smiled as he noticed that Asuka was practically purring as he very lightly stroked 
her now only-pink and slightly slick bottom.  "There, all better."

He made his voice stern and said, "That's enough pleasure for you.  Sit up."  Asuka 
winced as she was turned over onto her bottom and despite her binding, easily used her 
fit body to sit up and onto her heels, her sore ass instantly making her rise up and use her 
stomach muscles to hold herself suspended.

For a moment, Shinji let her sit there, wondering what was to come next.  After the 
anticipation had built for a bit and he saw that she was breathing faster, he started to sit 
opposite her on his heels, then changed his mind and went past her to sit with back 
against the bed's headboard.  He made a comfortable seat for himself from the bed's 
abundant pillows and said, "Come over here, Asuka-chan.  Between my legs."

Awkwardly, Asuka managed to turn around and shuffle towards him.  He noticed her 
mouth tighten and her face flush a bit pink as she was forced to maneuver in the dark to 
his orders.  "Pisses you off, does it?  Being made to do what I say for a change?"

"Yes," snapped Asuka without thinking, then paled figuring she might have earned 
another spanking.  

"Try being called "idiot" a hundred times a day for ten years.  That'll piss a man off 
something fierce."

Asuka shuffled a bit closer, unconsciously nibbling on her full, sexy lower lip as she 
processed the genuine anger and resentment in his voice.

She opened her mouth to say…something, but he cut her off.  "Save your breath.  It's too 
late for apologies anyway."

She barely made out him muttering, "How pathetic am I to only be able to say that to my 
wife once she's tied up and blindfolded?"

She kept moving and finally touched knees with Shinji.  "Get a bit closer, right between 
my legs."

Asuka's mouth twisted as she realized what he was going to ask – no, *make* her do 
next.
 
"That's right Asuka-chan.  I want you to suck me off, as best you can.  Not like you have 
any practice.  That I know of, anyway."

She drew breath to protest the slur on her purity but was cut off by his hand on her head, 
pressing her face downwards and towards her "target".

"Suck me, Asuka-chan.  Do a good job and I might do something nice for you later." 
 
Asuka whimpered involuntarily as the blunt head of Shinji's cock pushed against her 
cheek.

Shinji gazed down at the arousing picture of Asuka's beautiful face in conjunction with 
his penis, his face scrunching up in puzzlement.  "Are you afraid of penises or 
something?  My god, you are!"

Asuka pouted, pushing out her full lower lip like a child.  "Am not." 
 
Shinji's stomach heaved as he fought to not burst out in a full-out belly laugh.  "R-right.  
Suck me then.  Think of it as a horizon-broadening experience."

Reluctantly, Asuka took the head of his member into her mouth, eliciting a sigh of 
pleasure from Shinji.  She learned quickly and soon got over her reluctance, aided by 
Shinji bluntly telling her exactly what she was and wasn't getting right.

"Ahhh…that's right, use your tongue, that's what it's for.  Suck the head, right there, oh 
yeah!"

Asuka couldn't help but respond to the excitement in her lover's voice.  The experience 
of being made to suck him, her blindfold, his hand in her hair occasionally guiding her 
head was very humiliating, but somehow that made it all the more exciting.  She *had* to 
suck his cock, and she would be damned if she would make a poor showing of it.  She 
had to admit that the soft, silky skin of the steel-hard shaft felt pleasant in her mouth, and 
Shinji's pre-cum didn't taste bad at all, it didn't really taste like anything much.

Shinji was in heaven.  He lay against the firmly supporting headboard, padded by the 
pillows and concentrated on watching and feeling his lovely redheaded wife give him a 
blowjob. 

Great as it felt, the visuals were almost as much of a turn on.  The sight of her blindly 
sucking, the elegant leather blindfold covering her eyes and her red-lipped mouth parting 
to surround his hard shaft, was almost enough to make him come every time he gave it 
his full attention.  The submissive hands-free way she was forced to give it was another 
little cherry on top, adding to the exoticism of the act.  He had to admit, as with all other 
things, she learned fast, rapidly learning to give an acceptable hands-free blowjob.

"Ah-ahhhh…whoa, stop, hold it."

Asuka made a querulous little noise, sucking at the head of his cock inquiringly.  It was 
almost like she didn't want to stop. 
 
"Oh god that's nice – stop Asuka-chan!"

Reluctantly, Asuka released him, a silvery strand of saliva connecting his pulsing tip to 
her mouth for a moment before breaking.  She licked her lips.  "What-?  Oh!"

She cried out in surprise as Shinji tipped her over onto her back. 

"We're going to finish this in an unusual way, Asuka-chan.  You've been good, so I'm 
going to give you a pearl necklace."

Asuka cried out again as her lust-maddened husband mounted her chest, seizing her tits 
in his hands and squashing them together.

"Oop, almost forgot the oil."

She let out a shuddering moan as cool, slippery liquid was poured onto her chest, 
stimulating the still extra-sensitive skin.  'Oh god!  Everything is so much more intense 
with this blindfold!'  She moaned throatily as Shinji begin thrusting between her 
abundant titflesh, due to him being kind enough to rub her nipples with his thumbs 
occasionally as he did so.

Shinji groaned as he thrust his aching prick into a tunnel of slippery Asuka boobage.  The 
sensation was nice, but it was the idea and the visuals that were really about to make him 
come.  Asuka had great breasts and he was experiencing them in the most sexual way 
possible.  He burned the image of his dick sliding between those beautiful mounds and 
dangerously near Asuka's moaning mouth into his memory, knowing this was probably 
the one and only time he'd get to see and do this.

"I'm going to come, Asuka-chan, all over your beautiful tits!  Oh god this is great!"

Asuka let out a particularly loud cry as Shinji grunted and fired rope after rope of thick 
white cream onto her breasts, throat and chin.  Shinji felt her quiver under him as he 
enjoyed the sight and the pleasure emanating from his groin.  'Did she just come?'

A brief pause while both participants rested, Shinji staying mounted on top of his wife.

"So…did you enjoy your present?" 
 
"Yes.  Yes, I did."  Asuka smiled and licked her lips lustily.  "I guess I'm more perverted 
than we both thought."

Shinji laughed.  "Heh, I guess so."  A thought striking him, he pulled a small digital 
camera from the duffel bag, focused and began snapping pictures.  The camera was set to 
be silent, so Asuka had no idea what he was doing.  

'God *damn* that's a sexy sight.'

"Shinji…?"

"Yes?" 
 
"Is this it?  After this…are we…over?"

"Yeah.  I think so."

"…I guess I can't ask "why".  I know why.  I guess I could say "I'm sorry" but that's too 
little too late."

Thinking about his response, Shinji got off of her and helped her into a sitting posture.  
After a moment's thought, he removed her cuffs as well.  Asuka stretched her arms 
gratefully, then swung them in a circle, loosening up her shoulders.  

Shinji cleared his throat and continued the discussion.  "And it's not all your fault, 
obviously.  It's just our personalities.  They don't mix in a constructive way."

Asuka slowly nodded.  "Yeah.  I guess that's true."

Shinji sat next to her, carefully not touching her.  "Do you want to do…a little more?  Of 
what we've been doing, I mean?  And then we'll call it quits."

Asuka nodded again.  "Sure.  I've been…enjoying it more than I thought I would." 
 
Shinji nodded, feeling a bit foolish when he realized the uselessness of the gesture.  
"Yeah.  Me too."

With that, he put one arm around her.  She turned to meet him and they embraced, their 
mouths meeting in a tender, but very passionate kiss.  After a few enjoyable minutes, they 
toppled into the middle of the bed and spent a few more in a form of low-aggression, 
highly-tactile wrestling, ending up with Shinji slipping inside her in the missionary 
position.

No more words were exchanged, perhaps due to a feeling of not wanting to spoil the 
fragile bridge they'd managed to forge.  As Shinji thrust slowly but powerfully inside his 
soon to be ex-wife, along with the exquisite pleasure there was the sorrowful sense of 
chances lost, paths untaken.  Could they have worked out?  Maybe in a world where 
either of them was more willing to bend, but in this one their spirits were too brittle, too 
easily broken.

Instead of Shinji coming, by unspoken agreement the two began to switch between 
positions, moving at times fast, at times slow, whatever it took to maintain his excitement 
without allowing it to spill over.  Asuka came many times, in little to medium spasms of 
ecstasy.  Shinji would usually pull out just in time, as he doubted his ability to remain 
calm inside of an orgasming Asuka.  

After another spate of kissing and fondling, they were facing toward the mirrored wall 
with Asuka bouncing in Shinji's lap, his cock going straight up into her swollen and 
hypersensitive pussy, both of them loudly crying out their pleasure.

"Ah-ah-ah-…feels so good, Shin-chan!  Never-stop-fucking-meeeeeee!"

"'Suka-chan…"

"H-hai?  Ah-ah-oohhh…"

"I'm going to take your blindfold off in a second.  Ah, god, don't squeeze that way with 
your pussy, you'll make me come…"

"Oh-oh-oh-oh-kay…"

Shinji began aggressively fondling Asuka's body, kneading her breasts and taking rough 
kisses from her mouth, all the while bouncing her in his lap, forcing his cock deep into 
her messy, cum-drenched groin.  When Asuka threw back her head and started making 
frantic mewling noises, he quickly undid the clip holding on her blindfold and threw it 
aside.  

Asuka blinked as the world of sight rushed in on her.  The light in the room was dim due 
to Shinji's foresightedness, but it was plenty bright for someone who'd been wearing a 
blindfold for several hours.  Her jaw dropped as she noticed that one entire wall was 
roughly covered with a sheet of mirror.  

Three things grabbed her attention in rapid succession.

The first was the sight off her and Shinji fucking.  The position they were in was very 
visually pornographic with her entire bare body exposed, breasts bouncing up and down 
in counterpoint to her bouncing body, her legs spread wantonly wide with Shinji's penis 
clearly visible pumping in and out of her wet, swollen cunt.  Women aren't as visually 
oriented as men, but this being her first sight after hours of blindness made a tremendous 
rush of heat go from her pussy all the way up to her breasts.

The second was Shinji's smiling face looking over her shoulder as they fucked .  He had 
a different haircut and was wearing a black domino mask.  The two things together were 
just enough for her to momentarily think he was a complete stranger, which sent such a 
jolt of excitement through her it nearly stopped her heart.  She felt her legs go completely 
numb with overstimulation as they began to spasm with the most powerful orgasm she 
had ever experienced.

As the pleasure ignited her nerves and set her blood on fire, through the sound of Shinji's 
roar of climax in her ear and the wet warmth of his come shooting inside her pussy, 
Asuka's eyes widened as she noticed the third thing:


Standing behind them on the other side of the bed so that she appears to be looking over 
Asuka's other shoulder was a petite, slim blue-haired girl in a shiny black one-piece 
outfit.  The outfit is utterly obscene, baring the girl's crotch and breasts.  The girl's 
beautifully formed B-cup breasts stick out through two round holes, while her groin is 
completely revealed, a cute puff of blue pussy fur showing that her hair color is entirely 
natural.  

Asuka's blood roared in her ears as the pale girl locked blood-red eyes with her and 
smiled.  Her last thought before shock and orgasmic exhaustion carried her consciousness 
away was to question why Rei was carrying a riding crop.

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And that's it!  Well, almost.  In the tradition of those Japanese RPGs we all know and 
love, I give you: the alternate endings!

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Funny Ending 01:


After Asuka wakes up, she sees that "Rei" is only a realistic cardboard replica.

"Shinji!"

Asuka smacks him on the head.

"Heh, heh.  Sorry dear, couldn't resist."
 
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Funny Ending 02:


 "Wondergirl!  What are you doing here?!"  

"I find observing such activities very…stimulating."

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Kinky Ending:


After Asuka wakes up, Rei smiles and saunters over, hips swaying.  She drops to her 
knees, light as a feather.  We cut away to Shinji's groans as he's treated to a two-girl 
blowjob.  

'I've found…my own heaven…mother.'

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Harem Ending (ext. Kinky Ending):


We cut away from Shinji emptying himself onto Rei and Asuka's faces and dive upwards 
through the cloud layer, arriving in heaven.  Yui Ikari is there, looking proudly at a magic 
pool showing her son's jizz being tenderly cleaned from the girls' faces by the respective 
other girl.  
 
"Wai! Wai!  My son is so *manly*!"

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Manly Ending (ext. Harem Ending):


In another magic pool in Heaven we see the Ranma universe.  

Nodoka shivers.  

'I have a strange feeling I've just become redundant…'

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And one funny line that didn't have a place:
 
 
"Arch your back for more security!" I grunted, thrusting between her small, perfect 
buttocks.

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T-T-That's all folks!  

(P.S.  Send one Monkeygirl Asuka and Catgirl Rei to my P.O. Box ASAP plz k tnx)

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