The Ladies In Chip's Life (Rescue Rangers, adult)

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The Ladies in Chip's Life continued...

Raven’s adopted parents, Ann and Ben Southmont, were still awake when she arrived home from her third lesson. The contrast of returning from such a sexually charged experience to ‘Mommy’ and ‘Daddy’ felt quite unusual. Raven was now sure that she wanted to move in with the Rescue Rangers after Fangs’ upcoming birthday, she didn’t feel so much like a little girl there.

“How was the movie?” Ben asked.

“It was ok,” Raven answered, hoping there would be no questions about the plot, characters or anything else of substance. “Chip and Dee spent most of the time making out in the front seat, though,” she added laughingly with the intent of skewing the discussion away from the movie.

“You’d think they’d try to control themselves in the presence of a child,” Ann snickered.

“I think it had something to do with being at a drive in,” Raven suggested, “Y’know, ‘when in Rome’.”

“Maybe you shoulda’ brought Fangs,” Ben offered, “so you coulda’ joined in the fun.”

Ann, still trying to assert a dignified maternal influence, promptly tossed a dish towel at her husband, “That’s it, encourage the moral delinquency of our little girl!”

Raven continued on into her bedroom. It was still some time before she normally went to bed so she decided to do some meditation. Since going into informal ‘training’ as a future Rescue Ranger, Raven had been receiving instruction on a variety of matters that could be of use to her. Each Ranger had some skill or knowledge to impart, but what had been of particular interest to her was Monterey Jack’s knowledge of meditation techniques he’d learned during his travels abroad. The greatest hindrance to Raven’s magic was her short fuse, the loss of concentration that came with losing her temper... a handicap that could be fatal in a Ranger’s line of work.

Raven wasn’t so much interested in focusing her magical skills that night, but distracting herself from the guilt she felt for having fantasized about losing her virginity to Chip. The idea, even if only a fantasy she had no intention to fulfill, felt too much like betraying her love for Fangs.

Taking a stick of incense from a small cup on one corner of her dresser, Raven prepared to set it to burning with a soft discharge of magical energy from her fingertip. For large blasts of energy, like that she used to ward off the cat two nights before, the young sorceress preferred to use a wand as the discharge of energy tended to heat the surface from which it emerged. Such a discharge from the paw or fingertip could be quite painful and Raven would only do so as a last resort, but small amounts of energy had little effect. Holding the incense in one paw, very near the end she intended to light, she zapped a bit of energy into the stick. Raven noticed that the discharge caused an unusual tingly sensation in her other paw.

Setting the lit incense in a bowl on her dresser, the young mouse tried applying a bit of energy directly onto her own paw, just to see what it felt like. The resulting sensation was unlike anything Raven had experienced. It didn’t feel like the sharp prick of static electricity or the pins-and-needles tingling of a paw ‘waking up’, it was warm and sent a sweet pang into her skin. The feel of it was so fascinating that Raven was soon applying it up and down her left arm, then up and down her right with the other paw. It wasn’t long before a delightfully naughty thought entered her mind.

Raven quickly removed her shirt and bra. For a brief moment she considered applying the magical charge directly to one of her nipples, but realizing this was uncharted territory she was entering decided to be a bit more conservative. Bringing her middle finger close to the fur up and to the left of her left nipple, she tested out her new found ‘power’. It felt wonderful. Raven prepared to apply it directly to her nipple which by now was very erect, but at a lower charge, just in case. The sensation it produced caused the fur along the outside of her areolae to stand on end and her nipple to tighten.

This newfound effect was so delightful that Raven wanted to be able to apply it over a broader area. Opening her paw, she held her palm over her left breast and tried it out. The incredible sensation spread out over her tit and even felt as if it went deeper into her skin. Raven loved this new branch of her powers she was exploring, and she wanted to enjoy it. Holding both paws open over each breast, she closed her eyes and began to caress her whole bosom with the magical charge. The feeling was exquisite as it cascaded over her chest. Raven released a delighted hum as she indulged in her new means of self stimulation. Just as the sensation began to arc along her ribs towards her back, it stopped.

“Huh?” Raven asked herself in confusion. That’s when it occurred to her: focusing on the pleasure she was producing drew her concentration away from the magic that was producing it in the first place. “Shit!” the disgruntled sorceress mumbled in her frustration, “How am I supposed to have any fun with it this way?” Raven looked at her paws in despair. Wait, she thought to herself, Who says I have to use this on myself? The thought of sharing such a sensation with Fangs was so wonderful she practically giggled. I wonder if I could work this into his ‘present’? she asked. I’ll have to try it on Chip, she decided.

By now Raven was far too horny for serious meditation. She doffed her remaining clothes and reclined in bed to play some more with her powers. Spreading her legs slightly, she prepared to apply a charge to her sensitive young clitoris. “Ooh!” Raven squeaked at the intensity of the sensation. She blushed slightly, hoping that neither of her adopted parents had heard. Knowing what to expect now, she tried again. After several delicious seconds of using only one finger, Raven spread open her paw and cupped her sex. The extraordinary feeling glowed throughout her loins as she increased the energy. As she lay there, it felt as if energy were actually climbing deeper into her body. The muscles of her tummy tensed and fluttered as it did so. Then it stopped... like flipping a switch.

Raven groaned in disappointment... she’d lost her concentration again. Let’s try this again, she thought to herself. Focusing her mind, she once more plied the magic to her sex. This time, Raven made a conscious effort not to get too lost in the sensation. Unfortunately, the more concentration she focused on creating the energy, the less she felt the effects. She worked to find a happy medium, concentrating enough to keep the power constant but leaving enough of her mind free to enjoy the pleasure it produced. However, every time her pleasure spiked she had to readjust her thoughts to maintain control and in turn the pleasure dropped. Raven rode this roller coaster for what seemed an eternity, trying to find how high she could climb before starting to lose control. It was almost excruciating. The longer it went on the more desperate she was to release the sexual energy that continued to build within. Raven knew that such a growing desperation would inevitably deprive her of even the minimal amount of concentration needed to continue her mystical explorations. She knew there was no way for her to actually get off by using this new power since going that far required giving up the control that was creating the stimulation she needed.

Raven laid back on her bed panting heavily. The muscles from her stomach to her toes were sore form the constant flexing they had engaged in during her magical masturbation. But now she was even more aroused than when she began. “Guess I gotta do it the old fashioned way,” she sighed to herself. But her previous exertions were not entirely in vain, the thought of using those powers to bring Fangs to heights of arousal she was certain he’d never experienced before helped immensely in achieving that wondrous relief that had eluded her earlier. Completely spent, Raven was too tired to get up and pull the sheet over her naked form. She simply lay there with her legs spread slightly with her paws crossed on her taught belly. The mixed scent of her love, sweat and incense produced an unusually calming aroma, and she was soon out like a light.

The sun was high over the city as Chip and Dee lay on their stomachs on a perch overlooking an alley. As Dee continued to survey the comings and goings of the resident rodents and occasional feline, Chip checked the digital watch that he’d brought along. “It’s almost noon,” he stated, “Do you know what that means?”

“Nookie and a cookie?” Dee responded happily.

Chip looked at her for a moment. “No,” he eventually responded, “at least not while we’re on a case. It means that Raven is late.”

“Maybe she’s pregnant,” Dee offered calmly.

“How can you joke about something like that?” Chip asked, “Your only daughter hasn’t returned form infiltrating Fat Cat’s casino! Anything could have happened to her, or could be happening to her as we speak! Doesn’t that bother you?”

“Darling,” Dee proceeded to respond, “I come from a tribe of warriors and I live with a pack of wolves... I’ve learned not to worry too greatly.” She returned her attention to the alley below as she added, “Besides, she’s right behind us.”

Chip wheeled his head about in time to see Raven materialize seemingly out of thin air. “How long have you been back there?” he asked.

“Oh, a while,” Raven answered, “It’s interesting to hear what people say when you’re not around.”

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“What did you find out?” Chip inquired concerning their official business.

“The cat he hired to ‘take care of things’ will be wearing a black cloak,” the young sorceress relayed.

“Shouldn’t be hard to miss,” Dee concluded.

“Now we just have to wait,” Chip added. “How did you know she was behind us?” he eventually asked his wife in a whisper.

Also whispering, Dee answered, “I heard her approach and caught her scent on the wind... You really should hunt more often, helps ya’ listen to your senses.”

Chip wondered to himself if he might have been more in tune with his senses if he hadn’t let himself get so worked up over the possibility that Raven was in danger. Though it didn’t seem that he was any more concerned than when any other friend was temporarily unaccounted for... but he did seem to get worried about her unusually quickly, she hadn’t really been all that late.

“Prey at 10 o’clock!” Dee signaled.

Chip awoke from his thoughts and noticed the cloak clad cat enter the alley. “Let’s move,” he ordered. Soon, Chip, Dee and Raven had joined up with the other Rangers near street level. They watched as the target of their surveillance made his way ominously down the alley. Before the Rangers could act he had pounced upon his quarry and held the two terrified mice in his paws as he stood up.

“You’re payment is two weeks late!” Fat Cat’s newest enforcer snarled at his captives from under his shadowing hood.

“We’ve almost got enough,” one mouse yelped, “Just three more days!”

“The payment will be now,” he growled, “Out of your hides.”

“Let’s see who we’re dealing with here,” Gadget mumbled as she took aim with a plunger harpoon. The utilitarian projectile hit home on the back of the cat’s head, the shock of the impact causing him to drop his prey. With a sharp yank, Monterrey jerked the harpoon back pulling the cloak off it’s owner. The cat was now bared to the world wearing nothing more than a pair of boxer shorts... which was a comical contrast to the sinister cloak he had been divested of. As Dale and Raven hustled the freed mice to safety, the cat came back to his senses and lashed out at his new enemies. With a sweep of his paw he scooped up Raven, much to Dee’s instinctive horror.

But before the Rangers could take steps to retrieve the youth, Raven had a sudden realization. “Hey, I know you!” she declared with a hint of twisted pleasure in her voice. She had recognized him as the cat that had attacked her two nights before.

The voice, not to mention the presence of the same small black cloak, shocked Raven’s assailant. To his horror, he discovered he had captured the mouse that had set his crotch on fire. Not wanting to suffer a second attack he quickly, yet gently, set his captive down on the pavement and promptly ran for his life.

“What was that about?” Chip asked.

“He tried to have his way with me a couple nights ago,” Raven explained, “He wanted my virtue and a snack, but had to settle for some roast nuts instead.” Turning to Chip she added with a smile, “I told ya’ I could take care of myself.”

Monty began laughing loudly at the thought of the torment the feline had suffered.

“Well, I guess that explains the boxer shorts,” Gadget commented.

“Looks like those meditation techniques I taught you are finally payin’ off!” Monty said once he was finished laughing.

“In more ways than one,” Raven pointed out giving a rather suggestive look to Chip. He didn’t quite know what she meant, but had a feeling he’d find out that night.

As night set in, the time came for Raven’s third night of practicing her oral techniques. Chip and Dee figured having dinner out as a family would be a good cover. But unbeknownst to Chip, his wife had a little change in mind.

“I hope you two don’t mind going without me,” Dee stated openly before the others, “I was hit with inspiration earlier and want to do some playing around in the workshop... you know I won’t be able to enjoy dinner if I’m not tinkering.” Dee had not actually been hit with inspiration, but rather felt that her constant presence at her daughter’s practice sessions might be providing an unnecessary distraction. She had considered confessing that concern to Chip, but didn’t want him to unintentionally mention it to Raven for fear she might see it as condescending. Better to leave your husband a little confused than make your nearly grown daughter think you’re treating her like a child, Dee thought.

“Well, ok,” Chip replied, “But it just won’t be the same without you.”

“I’m sure you and Raven will have a good time anyhow,” Dee assured him with a knowing smile.

“Yeah, what’s the matter,” Raven piped up with a devilish grin, “Don’t think I’m entertaining enough?”

“Hey, I’ll go along with ya’, Chip!” Dale offered excitedly.

“No!” Chip, Dee and Raven responded as one.

“Um, ok,” Dale mumbled as he wandered off.

Gadget, who herself had thought about volunteering, was a little surprised by the harsher than usual response. She wondered why all three were so averse to Dale tagging along, and not even providing an excuse why he couldn’t. This wasn’t the first unusual thing Gadget had observed... she recalled the rather cold response the three had given Dale when he pressed them for what Raven had in mind for Fangs’ present. She figured she’d have to ask her sister if there was anything wrong, if there had been something Dale had done to warrant such treatment.

After Chip and Raven had left for their dinner date, Dee departed for her workshop. Gadget trotted up to her sister, intent on finding out the source of their apparent discomfort with Dale. “You all slammed the door on Dale kind of hard back there,” she pointed out.

“It just seemed a little inappropriate,” Dee responded, “to have him butt in like that.”

“Well, it just seemed a little harsh,” Gadget continued, “to yell at him like that.”

“It was supposed to be a family affair” the dark haired mouse stated as she entered her workshop.

“Well, Dale’s practically family,” the fair haired mouse reasoned as she followed her sister inside.

“It’s not quite that simple,” Dee pointed out, getting a little tired of her sister’s well intentioned badgering.

“That’s what I thought, because you all gave Dale the cold shoulder earlier when he was asking about what Raven was getting Fangs for his birthday,” Gadget added to her interrogation.

She’s not going to leave me alone until she finds out, Dee thought to herself and actually considered confiding in her sister the truth.

“Oh, wait!” Gadget suddenly blurted out, “Chip and Raven being out tonight has something to do with Fangs’ present and you don’t want Dale to know what it is in case he might spill the beans!”

“Yep!” Dee agreed quickly. Maybe I don’t have to tell her the whole truth after all, she thought.

“Ok, that makes sense,” Gadget replied happily, “I was afraid Dale had done something to get on your collective bad side.”

“Nah,” Dee confirmed. “Well, he did sneak a peek at me when I was tied naked to our bed a couple nights ago,” she added just to see Gadget’s reaction.

Gadget stared at her sister for a moment. “Oh,” she replied simply.

“It was nothing bad,” Dee pointed out, not wanting to give Gadget the impression that Dale was doing anything inappropriate, “I was letting Chip use me and he decided to show me off like a trophy.”

“And you were ok with that?” Gadget asked in disbelief.

“Sure!” was Dee’s cheery reply. She was always surprised by her older sister’s innocence, she actually thought it was kind of cute. “I don’t see sexual enjoyment as something to be exclusive to a couple, I like to share a little bit of it with people I care a great deal about, and like you said, Dale is practically family,” Dee explained, “So I liked the idea that he enjoyed seeing me naked,” she then added with a laugh, “and he might have been jerking off right there in front of me, I was blindfolded after all, I wouldn’t have known.”

“Well, as long as you, Chip and Raven aren’t mad at Dale,” Gadget eventually forced out as her blushing grew to an embarrassing level, she then excused herself.

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Dee was grateful that Gadget was finally out of the way. All that talk of sexual pleasure, coupled with thought of what Chip and Raven were up to, was getting her uncomfortably aroused and she didn’t think Gadget could have handled watching her younger sister masturbate in front of her. “Ohhh...” Dee moaned as she caressed her sex through her jumpsuit, “We’re going to have to loosen her up one of these days.”

While Dee pleasured herself in the privacy of her workshop, Chip and Raven were busy elsewhere. Chip had piloted the Ranger Wing to a secluded location, having decided with Raven to work up an appetite before getting dinner. Sitting atop the backseat, the chipmunk let his buxom stepdaughter pleasure his stiff meat with her ample bosom.

“You like feeling my tits wrapped around your hard cock?” Raven asked lustfully as she worked her stepfather’s prick. She had considered talking dirty before, but felt a little awkward with her mother right there, but things were different tonight... Chip was all hers.

“Oh yeah,” Chip moaned in reply to Raven’s inquiry, “It feels sooo good.”

“I love the feel of your dick between my tits,” Raven cooed as she looked her partner in the eyes.

As the young lady continued to purr lustfully, Chip hoped that all this was just her practicing what she would be saying to Fangs, he wasn’t sure he would be comfortable having his stepdaughter lusting after him. Shut up! he heard a voice in his head command, Do you have to over-think everything? You’re doing this for her benefit, so shut up and enjoy it like Fangs would, that’s the only way she’ll get an honest response.

“You wanna stick it in my mouth? Huh? You want me to suck you off?” Raven asked, “Just the thought of sucking your dick makes my mouth water!”

“Yeah, I want you to suck me off,” Chip answered, getting into it. “Suck my dick,” he commanded. Cooing happily, Raven released Chip’s love muscle from the cushiony embrace of her breasts. Opening wide, she dove down. “Oooh,” breathed Chip as he felt his hard sex engulfed in Raven’s young mouth.

As she bobbed her head up and down enthusiastically, Raven looked up, hoping to catch Chip’s gaze. Chip, himself, had actually been a little afraid to look in her eyes. The way it made him feel, the way he would desire her bothered him... but once he caught her gaze he couldn’t look away. He tried to remind himself that this was his stepdaughter, a girl nearly half his age. Chip tried to reflect on the nonsexual feelings he had for her, including the sense of paternal protectiveness, how he feared for her when he saw her at the mercy of a bloodthirsty predator, how he feared he’d never see her again... However, these thoughts didn’t have quite the effect he had hoped. “Raven,” Chip gasped as he continued to look into her deep brown eyes, “I love you.”

Raven’s heart skipped a beat when she heard Chip’s declaration. Was he serious? Was he saying what he assumed Fangs would say? She genuinely didn’t know how to respond, though part of her desperately wanted to return the endearment.

Chip couldn’t believe what he’d said, but he certainly wasn’t going to panic and blurt out ‘no, I don’t love you’. He had seen her eyes grow wide with surprise, and was almost afraid of what her response might be. Did she think he was serious? He didn’t even know if he was serious. The one thing he was sure of, he didn’t want to hear her respond in kind. Chip continued to watch as she worked her lips over his sex, then she drew back, letting him slide from her mouth. As she stroked him with a paw, still looking deep into his eyes, she looked like she was about to say something. She opened her mouth... then went back down on him. Chip sighed as much out of relief as pleasure.

Once she was slurping on Chip’s penis again, Raven finally broke eye contact. She enjoyed giving him as much pleasure as she was and savored every sigh and moan her efforts evoked... she decided that was a good thing, it was always important to enjoy your work. But there was something she wanted to know: why was she enjoying it so much? It didn’t feel the same as when she would do something nice for Tammy, it felt stronger. Raven had nearly declared ‘I love you, Chip’, but stopped short. Did she love him?

Raven thought about all that had passed between her and Chip. How he had to resist the urge to smack her around for intentionally hurting Dee so much after they’d met, how his arm had to be twisted just to get him to tolerate having her around. Then how, when Dee nearly died to save her life and slipped into a coma, everything changed. Chip had every right to blame her for what had happened, it had been her selfish arrogance that nearly cost his fiancé her life, and at best would cause her to be crippled for life. But he didn’t blame her, didn’t even raise his voice. Chip had even taken her under his wing, to teach her what she needed to know to be a part of the team.

Fangs had forgiven her for what she’d done, but in retrospect that wasn’t so surprising, Dee was practically a stranger to him... but Raven had never stopped to think what it took for Chip to forgive her. Even now, for Chip to consent to allow his stepdaughter to practice oral sex on him, despite how intensely awkward the whole thing must be for him, was going beyond what he should ever have been expected to do for her. Raven couldn’t hide from the realization any longer, she loved Chip. She still loved Fangs to a far greater degree, but she couldn’t help what she felt for the chipmunk she was blowing.

For a while, Raven considered stopping her oral routine to openly declare her love for Chip, but realized there were other ways to demonstrate one’s love. The young mouse threw herself into her effort, determined to make this better than her other times they were together. She almost resorted to using that little magic trick she’d discovered the previous night, but didn’t want to take the chance it wouldn’t have the same effect on a male’s equipment as it had on her’s. Raven reveled in the delighted moans her added vigor evoked from her lover.

What concern Chip had about the possible problems his presumed verbal faux pas might cause were lost as Raven went to town on his sex. Somehow she seemed to know just what it took to bring him to the edge before letting him cool down... something she hadn’t even approached yet. He couldn’t believe the amount of pleasure this young amateur was giving him. Chip’s moans and gasps reached a fevered pitch until he couldn’t take any more. “Oh, Raven!” he moaned in agony, “I wanna come, baby! I wanna come in your mouth so bad!”

Raven couldn’t bring herself to torment him any longer. She remembered what her mother had said about how sensitive the head was around the rim, and she made a ring with her thumb and forefinger and work over Chip’s with quick back and forth motions.

“Oh, Raven, I’m gonna come,” Chip panted, “Oh yeah, baby, I’m coming, I’m coming! OH DAMN!!” Raven clamped her lips around Chip’s cock just as he came, desperate to get all of his cum. Chip howled as he continued to pump his hot seed into his stepdaughter’s mouth. It seemed forever before he finished emptying his balls down her throat. When he was done, Chip laid back on the rear of the Ranger Wing panting.

Raven continued to nurse her stepfather’s spent cock even after the last few drops had oozed out. She was amazed at how much cum had gushed into her mouth, and was quite proud that she had swallowed every drop. She stood up on the seat and leaned over her lover. “How did you like that?” she asked enthusiastically.

“That was amazing,” Chip confessed, still gasping for air.

Raven grabbed his paws and lifted him up to a sitting position, then practically dragged him down to the backseat with her. She cooed happily as she wrapped her arms around him and snuggled Chip close to her. He didn’t know it yet, but Raven wasn’t done expressing her love for him yet that night.

-to be continued...

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