Vertical Mambo

by

RobertCop3

So, this is another Andy/Mai smut idea I got, which takes place on their first wedding anniversary. In some ways, it's inspired by Mai's famous shower scene in Fatal Fury: The Motion Picture, but since she and Andy are married now, it's like "Alone in a Hotel – Take Two."

It's also loosely inspired by WriterPerson78's fic-verse, in which I've noticed their couples seem to have a lot of sex against walls. Which makes sense. I would imagine fighters have enough stamina to do it standing up. But it got me thinking about my own work, and I realized that Andy and Mai have never fucked against a wall in my fic, and as ninja, they could totally pull it off.

So, after some fine-tuning, I took that idea and threw not only "wall sex," but "hotel sex" and anniversary sex" into the mix, and here we are. Hope you enjoy (and that Writerperson enjoys, since this is partly their fault), and as always, feedback is welcome!


Friday, November 4th, 1999 – Shirahama, Japan

"Oh, Andy, this is beautiful!" Standing in the middle of the hotel courtyard, Mai Shiranui-Bogard did a full three-sixty degree turn, her eyes drinking in the open-air surroundings: the well-tended garden and pond, where several fat koi floated lazily near the water's mirror-like surface; the rows of trees, their branches still hanging stubbornly onto some leaves that were painted with the deep red and orange hues of autumn; and the quaint little bridge leading over the koi pond to the lobby entrance. The alluring kunoichi stopped and gave a happy sigh as her luminous brown eyes came round to her husband. "I'm so glad we're here!"

Andy Bogard stood there coping with the weight of their luggage, but he managed a small smile back at her despite his burden. To be fair, Mai had been carrying her share of the bags when they got off the train, but had thrust them into Andy's arms when they arrived at their final destination: the hot springs hotel that they would be spending a long weekend at to celebrate their first anniversary of marriage.

"Come on, let's go check in!" She told him, and then started towards the main entrance, doing an occasional spin as she walked, still enraptured by the beauty of the courtyard. The smile didn't leave Andy's face as he started forward, managing to juggle all the luggage. He knew his wife wasn't overburdening him on purpose, she was simply so excited that she didn't notice what she'd done. And Andy couldn't blame her. They'd both been looking forward to this trip, especially since they'd been working so hard lately with classes at the dojo, it had been difficult to make time for one another. The last few weeks, he could count on one hand the number of times they'd both managed to find a few moments for much-needed intimacy. So he was grateful they had the next four days to catch up, as well as celebrate their love for each other.

And they'd found an ideal spot for it. It was Mai who suggested the Wakayama prefecture as their destination, since it was where her grandmother's family was from. Over five decades ago, shortly after the war ended, her grandfather, Hanzo, had made a trek here with his good friend Jubei Yamada. Following an ultimately fruitless campaign in Manchuria, the Koppou-Ken and Shiranui-Ryu disciple had desperately needed to see his homeland again, and get some much needed R and R. He had not expected to meet his future bride here, but life was funny like that.

This was something Andy knew all too well. When he'd come to this country at the age of nine, it had been to study under a great martial arts master and gain the skill and knowledge needed to avenge his father. Nothing more. He had not been expecting his sensei to have a granddaughter his age, or for her to grow up into such a beautiful and tenacious woman who would fall madly in love with him, or realize he loved her back and wanted her as his wife, even though for the longest time he tried to convince himself otherwise. But life was funny like that.

He finally made his way across the bridge to the glass doors leading into the lobby, and smiled when he saw Mai holding one open for him. The inside was very impressive, a blend of Eastern and Western aesthetic, steps and columns of dark brown wood contrasting with more vibrant colors since the lobby interior had its own garden and pond, similar to the one outside, along with several bright wall hangings. We'll have to remember to send Joe a thank-you card, he thought. As an anniversary present, their old comrade had helped pay the cost of their room.

Andy moved awkwardly to the front desk, not really struggling under the weight of the bags, just their quantity. But fortunately, his wife was already signing them in, so he knew he'd be able to put them down soon. By the time he came up alongside her, the woman on the other side of the desk had finished scanning the credit card, and was telling Mai about where to sign up for a session in one of the hot springs on the hotel grounds. She also mentioned the restaurant adjacent to the lobby, and the couple decided to make a reservation for that evening, to give them some time to unpack and freshen up after their train ride.

Once the desk clerk had given them the room keys, Mai finally noticed her husband's burden. "Oh, I'm sorry, baby!" She said, and quickly took back the bags she'd given him. They then proceeded to their room. After they'd removed their shoes and socks by the door, they did a quick inspection, which showed it to be well-furnished, though Andy couldn't help but smile as he placed one of his suitcases down on the futon. "I think this bed is smaller than the one at the hotel in Baghdad."

Mai giggled and placed her own burden down next to his. "Will that be a problem?" She asked.

The blond man's smile grew wider, his fingertips gently caressed his wife's soft cheek. "Not this time."

She giggled again, leaning into the warmth of his hand, though she also felt a small bit of cold metal against her skin from her husband's wedding ring, a very pleasant reminder of how far they'd come since that night in Baghdad, and the more awkward days of their courtship. "I'm happy we're here together, Andy, in this beautiful place."

He leaned in and placed a tender kiss on her full, ruby-red lips. "I am, too, Mai. Is your great grandfather's restaurant still here?"

For a moment, a look of sadness passed over her large brown eyes. "No. I would love to eat at the same place Ojisama did when he met my grandmother. But it closed before I was born. None of Obasama's family live here anymore. They all moved to other prefectures of Nippon over the years, as the tourist trade grew in Shirahama, not to mention all the new international laws against whaling, which made them give up the sea."

"That's too bad," said Andy. "I mean, not about the laws protecting whales, that's a good thing. But that it did bring an end to… family traditions."

She smiled warmly, stood up on tiptoes to give him another kiss. "I know what you mean, baby. Even if it has changed from when grandfather first came, I'm still glad to be here. Because I'm with you."

He smiled now too, took Mai's right hand in his own, feeling the familiar cold smoothness of her own wedding ring when he caressed her fingers. "I love you, Mai."

"I love you," Mai affirmed back at him, and they shared another kiss.

After that, the two lovers started to unpack. Most of what they'd brought was casual, but Mai had packed a few of her dressier kimonos and some of her husband's suits for them to wear to dinner. She opened her garment bag and began hanging those in the closet. Andy opened another, smaller suitcase, and got a brief glimpse of something black and lacy before his wife quickly crossed back to the bed and slammed the case shut.

"No peeking, Andy, baby," she said, wagging one finger back and forth at him.

He smiled and shook his head. "Mai… was that whole suitcase just lingerie?"

The alluring ninja batted her long eyelashes at her man while she rocked on the balls of her feet. "Mmmmmaybe," she finally admitted.

"You know we're just here for a long weekend, right?"

"Well, yeah, but I like to have options. Besides, you and I haven't had enough time lately to really enjoy the more sinful delights of married life. So we've got some catching up to do while we're here. And I bought a few new items to try on for you this weekend. I'll be wearing one of them under my kimono when we go down to dinner." She stood up on tiptoes, whispered in Andy's ear: "It's crotch-less. Then she placed a kiss on his cheek, noticing the shudder that ran through him, and went back to her own unpacking.

Andy opened another suitcase and started taking out the clothing inside, putting it in the top drawer as neatly as he could. After taking out his swimming trunks, he checked the case again. "Um, Mai, didn't you pack a swimsuit?"

The auburn-haired kunoichi turned to face him, fanning herself with one of her signature weapons which she'd pulled from inside her halter top. "No, but who says I need one?"

Andy blinked in confusion. "Um, well, it's a hot springs hotel. I… thought we decided to make our reservations here because of that."

"We did, Andy, we did, but again I ask… who says I need a swimsuit for the springs? Or any clothing, for that matter?" She paused in her fanning to pucker her full lips at her husband, and then winked.

Now he couldn't help but be a little flustered. "Mai, you… can you do that here?"

"Well, sure, Andy. Each spring is private and you gotta sign up for time in it. We'll be by ourselves. No reason why I can't just relax the way nature intended, like I do in the springs on our property back home." She giggled and started fanning again. "No reason why you can't either. And after we're relaxed, I can test out my lung capacity on you." She slipped two fingers into her mouth and began to suck them suggestively.

She thought it was cute the way Andy's cheeks seemed to redden at what she was doing. He'd come a long way, and didn't seem to have any problems with showing his love for Mai in public, but he still had certain sensibilities. PDAs were one thing, public sex was something else. "Mai… other people have to use them, you know."

She giggled and fanned herself some more. "It's a hot spring, Andy. I'm sure it cleans itself. Anything I don't swallow won't survive in that water."

Now he couldn't help but laugh, and shake his head. "Oh, Mai…"

"Oh come on, Andy, you like it when I'm naughty, and we both know it," she said with a smirk. Then she snapped her fan shut and tossed it onto the bed. "But for now, I'm gonna shower. It's been a long trip. Not as long as the one my grandfather made with Jubei-sensei, but still, I need to freshen up before dinner. You gonna be okay with the rest of the unpacking?"

"Sure," he said with a nod. "There's not much left."

Mai took off her hat and hung it on a peg inside the closet door. "Thanks, baby! And remember: no peeking inside my 'special' suitcase." So saying, the alluring kunoichi stepped into the bathroom, which was a short distance from the bed and the dresser, and began to disrobe in the doorway.

Her jacket was first, which she hung on the corner of the bathroom door, leaving her in her long, flowing navy blue skirt and magenta halter top. Andy, although trying to unpack, couldn't help but notice how his wife stood perfectly framed in the center of the doorway, which she still hadn't closed, her back facing him, and was keeping her movements slow and deliberate in lifting the halter up over her head, and then tossing it over her shoulder, turning just enough for Andy to get a glimpse of the side of one of her very ample breasts.

But there was no suggestive look, no wink, no coy smile. Instead, Mai turned her back to him again, grabbed the waistband of her skirt, and began to slide it down, revealing the shapely swell of her plump buttocks, then her long, toned legs. When she reached her ankles, she was bent at the waist, providing a glimpse of her soft pink nether-lips in the gap between her shapely thighs.

Then she was standing upright again, and stretched slightly, arms above her head, showcasing the lean, toned muscle in her limbs and the graceful curve of her bare back. She then stepped out of the skirt, leaving it in the center of the bathroom floor, but paused after raising the right leg, bending it at the knee and curving it inwards to run her toes slowly up the silky smoothness of her left shin. Now Mai did turn her head to look at her husband, giving her long auburn hair, unfettered from its ponytail, a small toss in the process. She flashed him a half-smile, a wink, and then turned her back to him again to start the water.

The door remained conspicuously open, and the naked ninja girl was humming to herself as she checked the shower's temperature, sticking her hand under the silver spray. When she felt it was hot enough, she stepped into the spacious-looking tub and took her position under the shower-head, though Andy couldn't help but notice she'd also "forgotten" to close the curtain.

"Mmmmmm, this feels good." She shut her eyes and leaned her head back slightly, letting the water soak her luxurious, copper-colored mane. Eyes still closed, she folded her arms beneath her generous bosom and swayed back and forth under the spray, which was starting to fill the shower with steam. "Andy, you should see this tub. It's got a lot of room."

Once again, the blond ninja found his mind going back to about five years ago, the last time that he and his wife had been in a hotel together. Together, and alone, if you counted that none of their family or friends were there. Just two ninja, unsupervised. Of course, things had been different then. Mai wasn't his wife, was barely his girlfriend, and Andy had been far less educated in matters of intimacy and sex.

Now, his eyes flicked briefly down to the golden band around his right ring finger, a symbol of his, then back up to the doorway, and the wet, alluring kunoichi in the shower, to whom his ring was a symbol of his vows of commitment. Mai's back was to him, her long, flowing auburn hair plastered to her back, water dripping from the ends of it and running in small, silver streams down the curve of her perfectly-sculpted buttocks. She'd unwrapped one of the bars of soap provided by the hotel, and though Andy couldn't see her hands, he could tell she was working up a lather between them.

Sure enough, he soon saw her hands reach back around and begin to rub the soap onto her butt, starting with small circular strokes and spreading slowly outwards, the copious flesh of her rump jiggling slightly under her touch. Once she'd coated every inch of her shapely rear in suds, she slipped one hand into the crevasse that separated those thick mounds of Grade A booty meat, working the foamy lather in between them as well.

Mai hummed to herself as she worked, began to rub the soap more vigorously over her butt cheeks, every now and then trying to squeeze them, which became harder considering how slippery the soap had made them. Every time she lost her grip, her shapely butt fat would bounce a little.

Andy stared wide eyed, though under the crotch of his jeans, he could feel himself starting to stiffen. Watching her incredible ass jiggle like that was reminding him of a time when he'd seen his wife fight at a past KoF tournament, the first one where she wore her new fighting costume, and how a million flashbulbs started popping in the stands when Mai executed a crouching fierce kick…

He shook his head to clear it, then continued to stare at his wife soaping up her ass. When she was finished, she turned to face him again, placed one foot up on the rim of the tub, and began to rub the bar of soap up and down the length of her thick, yet toned thigh. When that leg was nice and sudsy, she switched to the other leg, and then began to vigorously rub the soap between her hands, working up a large, fluffy cloud of white lather, which she then applied to the huge mounds of her voluptuous breasts.

"Mmmm, nice and soft," the alluring ninja girl moaned, the noises she made becoming more sexual as her frothy hands roamed every inch of her supple, perky flesh, pausing every now and then to lightly pinch her nipples. The steam cloud filling the bathroom grew more thick, and Mai Shiranui-Bogard stood in the middle of it, still soaping her succulent body, her moans becoming more pronounced.

After a minute, her breasts had a rather thick coating of suds, which were starting to run down her front, through the toned muscle of her belly, then her navel, finally making their way to the inverted triangle of well-trimmed auburn curls in the center of her mons, which crowned her healthy-looking pink cleft.

The sultry smile on her soft, pink lips grew even wider, knowing that her husband was watching her, though she also wondered what was taking him so long to make a move. "Better make sure I'm clean all over," she said in that cute/sexy voice of hers that always smacked of innocence, which somehow made it sound even dirtier. So saying, she rubbed more soap on her hand and moved it between her legs, rubbing her fingers over the soft outer petals of her slit, making sure it too was nice and lathered.

Watching the soapy kunoichi touch herself through the open doorway of the bathroom had now made Andy painfully hard, his erect manhood tugging at the fabric of his jeans and boxers. He took a deep, calming breath, and blew it out slowly. Then he remembered he'd been holding the same item of clothing in his hands for the last five minutes, and so he turned and resumed unpacking, still taking deep breaths to try and calm the snake in his trousers.


"Uuuuuh," Mai gave another sensual moan as her soap-slicked fingers slid yet again up the sensitive folds of her womanhood. Her head was tilted back, eyes shut, while her other hand massaged her sudsy breasts. Another minute went by, when she still didn't feel Andy's hands joining her own, or the tip of his erection pressing against her hip, she opened her eyes and peered through the doorway to see her husband unpacking their things, now seemingly oblivious to Mai's show.

Her hands went to her sides, brow scrunched in consternation. What has gotten into him? This is like Baghdad all over again. Unless… he could just be playing a game with me. In which case, the alluring ninja babe knew just what to do for her next move. It hadn't worked the last time she'd tried it five years ago, but this time she was confident it would. One of the most important lessons she'd learned in her kunoichi training was that sometimes when it came to seducing a target, subtlety was the best policy.

With that in mind, she stepped under the warm spray of water to rinse the soap from her body. Then she grabbed her hair, pulling her tresses up into a wet heap atop her head, and squirted some shampoo into them.


Out in the main area of their room, Andy finished emptying another case and took it off the bed, placing it alongside the dresser. He also moved Mai's "special case" to a corner of the bedroom, making sure not to open it. Even though she was washing her hair now, and seemed to be ignoring him, her little game forgotten, he knew that if he did try to peek inside, she'd still hear it. It wasn't for nothing that she was known as this country's number one kunoichi.

After his brief glimpse, he forced himself to look away from her wet, glistening body. Just like Baghdad, he knew she was trying to seduce him. But this time, his reasons for resistance were different. Last time, he'd still been trying to work through his feelings for her, and felt that unless he was certain he was in love with her, he would not let himself take her feminine flower, or else he would just be using her for his own gratification, which was dishonorable to both of them.

This time, he had no such reservations. But rather, he knew that because of their being too busy for intimacy these last few weeks, and because this was their first anniversary and Mai was a hopeless romantic, his wife would likely be expecting a sexual marathon this weekend. All the hints she'd dropped so far said as much, both in word and the fact that she had a whole bag full of nothing but lingerie. So, like any runner, Andy was just trying pace himself. After dinner, he intended to take the sex-starved kunoichi at least three times. But for now, they needed to settle in after their train and cab rides.

"Andy," a familiar voice spoke. He'd been so caught up in his thoughts that he hadn't heard the water being turned off. He looked, and saw Mai walking across the carpeted floor towards him, donning her favorite bathrobe, the pink cotton one with cartoon kittens embroidered all over. Her arms were in the sleeves, but like in Baghdad, the robe itself was open, giving him a complete view of that succulent body, freshly-scrubbed and still glowing from the shower: perfect breasts, wide hips, hourglass midriff, toned abs, long legs and thick thighs, that beautifully-groomed patch of curly hair on her mons...

"What'cha doin'?" She asked, using that same tone from last time. The one that only sounded innocent, but at the same time, positively dripped sex. She closed the distance between them, crossing the room in light steps, hips swaying sensuously. When she got close to the bed, she giggled and flashed a coy, flirty smile.

Andy said nothing, simply stared there with mouth agape, blue eyes unblinking, that familiar hardness once more returning to the inside of his pants, this time threatening to rip a hole in the fabric of the crotch. His wife did not seem to expect a response. She just winked at him, also saying nothing, then closed her robe and sat down on the edge of the bed, dabbing at her hair with a towel.

Just like last time. Except now, push-ups were the last thing on Andy Bogard's mind. She was only sitting down for a few seconds before Andy dropped the burden he'd been carrying, moved to the bed, and pulled the alluring kunoichi back to her feet, gazing into those luminous brown eyes with lust clouding his own blue irises.

His hands reached over and pulled away the fabric covering her shoulders, exposing the soft, creamy flesh, then they began to slide down her collarbone, earning a shudder from Mai. The shudder grew more pronounced when he moved up her long neck, palms cupping her cheeks as he at last leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her deeply, and with a hunger he no longer tried to restrain.

The ninja girl's satiny lips parted, accepting her man's tongue and offering him her own, the two probing each others' hot, moist mouths. After they came up for air, Mai felt her man's hands move back to her bare shoulders, and for a moment she wondered if he planned to throw her to the bed and ravage her. Instead, he gently nudged her in a different direction. She was eager to let him, her entire body tingling in anticipation, as Andy took on the role of the dominant one, guiding her in a direction that she knew not, but that she hoped would still end with a deep, hard fucking from her man.

Then she felt her back bump against the wall next to their bed. Andy stood about an inch or two away in front of her, effectively keeping her from moving anywhere, which Mai was completely all right with, as she was eager to see what might happen next.

Which turned out to be his hands moving to her waist, untying the belt of her robe, then pushing the folds of fabric aside, once more exposing her fully in the front, revealing the mouth-watering sight of Mai's voluptuous nude body that lay beneath.

So he is okay after all, Mai thought, noting the glimmer of animal lust in the blond ninja's eyes as they roamed the alluring kunoichi's seductive landscape. Just playing hard to get.

She cocked her head slightly, armed raised above her head, resting against the wall, and repeated, in that same innocent tone: "What'cha doin, baby?"

He said nothing, responding instead by reaching up to place one of his hands palm-open to pin her arms at the wrists, further adding to that glorious feeling of being dominated by her man. That glimmer still in his eye, he moved in for another kiss, while that other hand moved lower to cup one of her bountiful breasts from the bottom. His tongue probed her mouth with more hunger than before, working in time with his fingers kneading and fondling her copious bosom.

The ninja girl moaned into his mouth, whole body now shuddering in anticipation. Now this is more like it, she thought. The hand binding her wrists gripped them more tightly, while he pressed in closer with the rest of his body, pinning her up against the wall. She did not know what her husband might have in store, but she trusted him with her life, and so she gave up control, allowing him to lead the dance.

In truth, Andy was still trying to figure out himself where it was going. Mai's latest move in their "sexual chess game" had definitely resulted in mate, breaking his control to the point where a different kind of "mating" was about to take place. But having surrendered to lust, he was just going with the flow at this point, doing whatever felt right. A groan of passion rose in his throat as their kissing grew more intense, as did his fondling of her copious bosom. His fingers moved higher up the curve of her breast until they came to her hardening nipple, which stiffened even more when he closed his thumb and two fingers around it, gently rolling the plump pink areole first one way, then another, with the occasional pinch thrown in.

Mai felt her pulse quicken, the heat rising between her legs, especially when Andy detached his lips from hers and began to trail a long, slow series of deep, suckling kisses down her neck. She arched her head slightly, exposing herself to give him better access, and moaned even louder. The only thing that would make it complete was if her hands were free to stroke his back, or to run though his blond hair. But her lover still had them pinned tight, though that just made the sensations even hotter: the sex-starved kunoichi pressed against the wall, her freshly-scrubbed body being ravished by the man she loved.

Andy was enjoying it, as well, his lips tasting the traces of soap on her baby-soft skin, which was still damp from the shower, coupled with the fresh, clean scent that hung over her. He continued to kiss her neck, every now and then brushing his lips across her collarbone with feather-light touch. After a few minutes, she expected him to move down and start working her breasts, but he lingered above them longer than normal.

The end result was enhanced pleasure from his kisses, as the anticipation of what was to come started to drive Mai crazy. She breathed in ragged, throaty gasps, her whimpering filling the room and her husband's ears. He had released her lips, using both hands to fondle her, and so Mai's own hands eagerly stroked his back, feeling the tight muscle through the fabric of his tank top, every now and then reaching below the waist to wrap around the seat of his jeans and squeeze his firm glutes.

A minute ticked by. Then two. Just when she started to feel the urge to grab his hair and press his face down into her bosom, Andy finally heeded her unspoken plea. His fingers moving to once more grip the bottom of one of her soft, perky flesh mounds, Mai then felt his lips close around her stiff nipple. She tilted her head back as much as the wall would allow, her whimpering becoming louder, more pronounced. With a loud slurping, Andy sucked the hard pink nub, getting it slick with his saliva, then he detached and blew cold air on the wet flesh, sending a pleasant tingle of heat radiating through her generous bosom, and the rest of her body.

The noises of approval grew louder still, but aside from the moans and whimpers emanating from between her full lips, Mai Shiranui-Bogard was less verbal than usual. Perhaps she was allowing herself to become lost in the moment as Andy was, of just giving oneself over to pure, primal lust. But it was not as if words were needed. The two lovers shared a deep, intimate bond, an understanding of one anothers' bodies that almost transcended beyond the flesh into spiritual territory.

So she sighed and leaned back against the wall in silent surrender to her husband. Andy's mouth once more latched onto her sensitive nipple, sucking even harder, teeth alternating between gently pinching her areole and giving it small, sharp tugs. His hand massaged her round, creamy flesh even harder, working it more roughly, but this only stoked the liquid fire burning between the ninja girl's legs.

As he continued to worship his wife's perfect bosom, Andy's other hand slid down her belly, feeling the ripples of hard muscle under her silky skin, also slightly damp from her shower. The he felt the familiar bristle of the hair on her well-groomed mons tickle his fingertips. Even as he rubbed her short and curlies, he could feel the heat rising from her healthy pink slit, so his questing fingers resumed their descent, seeking out the source.

Once again, his making contact with her inflamed womanhood, softly stroking her swollen nether-lips, got an instant reaction from Mai. Though her movement was still limited by being between Andy and the wall, she was able to lean her head forward and start suckling her husband's ear, while the hands at his back slipped beneath the fabric of his tank-top, fingernails lightly raking the skin. And all the while, her loud moans and whimpers left no doubt as to what was going on to anyone in the neighboring rooms who might be hearing them.

His sucking on her breasts grew more eager, alternating between left and right now, and his fingers at her aching womanhood also increased in vigor After another minute, he pushed his way past the cleft of her outer nether-lips and inside of her, two middle fingers pumping her pussy, the heat so intense it was almost molten, while thumb and index finger began working their magic on the hardened pink bud at the apex of Mai's labia.

Her head was back against the wall now, her loud moans echoing through the room, while she ground her hips in time with her husband's expert fingering. She felt his hand turn slightly, palm up, his middle finger still buried in her warm depths, and doing that trick that always turned her into putty, moving the digit in a "come hither" motion to stroke the sensitive spot on her vaginal roof. "Andy!" She cried, finally speaking actual words. "Oh, my love!" The blond man said nothing, only continued the triple assault: mouth working her breasts, one hand pinning her wrists above her head once more, while the other worked between her legs, middle finger tickling her G-spot, and two other fingers of the same hand continuing to push the sensitive love button of her clit.

Usually, Andy's hand work between her legs was just to soften her up, so he could finish her with his mouth. But this time, the horny ninja girl was so aroused, she didn't make it that far. Of course, he usually gauged when to stop stroking by the sound of her moans. But he was extremely turned-on himself, the animal side of him having taken hold, that this time he wasn't paying close attention. So it was, a minute later, he felt the walls of Mai's sex start convulsing around his engorged fingers, her screams of passion nearly deafening him. "AAAAAAH, ANDY!" She cried out as she came, basting his hand with her hot nectar.

"Oh, no," Andy pulled his hand away and freed her wrists again, slipping that arm beneath the fabric of Mai's open robe, putting it around her waist to hold her steady while she caught her breath. "I'm… I'm sorry, Mai, I… didn't mean to make you do that so soon."

The buxom kunoichi said nothing, simply reached down and took her husband's other hand in both of hers, then raised it to her mouth, and began to suck his fingers, working them one at a time, tongue dragging sensually over them while she gazed at Andy with her large brown eyes glazed by lust.

Andy shuddered with pleasure, his own need increasing at the sight of his horny wife licking her own love juices off of him, the heady ambrosial scent of her desire mixing with that fresh, clean shower smell. Finally, she let go, her own hands drifting downwards again towards the waistband of her lover's jeans. "I don't care, Andy," she whispered, her voice dusky with desire. "You'll get plenty of other chances to eat me out this weekend. I am so turned on right now, I need you. I need you inside me. Please…"

Upon hearing that, he eagerly helped her unbuckle his belt and get his pants open and unzipped, after which the lusty kunoichi yanked them down around his knees, freeing his rock-solid member. Mai let one hand drift under his tank-top, fingers rubbing the firm, well-defined ridges of his ab muscles, while her other hand wrapped around the base of his shaft and began to stroke it.

The blond ninja clenched his teeth and groaned, nearly doubling over at the feeling of Mai's soft hand on his manhood. She worked slowly but deliberately, not wanting to set him off too soon. Andy's own hand squeezed one of her ripe melon breasts, and he leaned in for another kiss, his tongue mashing against hers with a primal hunger that had been building up all week.

The sex-starved ninja babe gave him one final stroke upwards, pausing at the tip to tickle his sensitive urethra with her thumb, feeling the small wet pearl of his pre-cum that rested there, and then she jumped up, wrapping her shapely legs around his midsection. His own hands moved down to cup the underside of Mai's plump, toned buttocks, still kissing her as he once again pinned her up against the wall, her pink robe hanging loose on her otherwise naked body.

Positioning himself was simple, as Andy simply zeroed in on the intense heat source between her legs. Penetration turned out to be just as easy, as Mai's dripping wet insides were desperate for his cock, and soon he was buried to the hilt in hot pink folds. The ninja's girl's breath came in ragged gasps, a few strands of her beautiful copper hair were plastered to her forehead from sweat. "Fuck…" she started to say, but he needed no prompt. He began to pump with his hips, sliding halfway out before slamming forward again, quickly reaching a momentum of two thrusts per second.

Their moaning soon reached critical levels, not to mention the sounds of Andy's flesh slapping against his wife, which was always followed by the louder slap of Mai's backside hitting the wall every time he thrust forward into her. Of course, the couple were too caught up in each other, and this moment of pure animal passion, to care that their neighbors might be overhearing them.

The half-naked kunoichi gave a loud cry of passion and wrapped her legs tighter around her man. Andy continued his firm grip on the bottom of her shapely butt, keeping her in a semi-comfortable sitting position between himself and the wall, while he continued to drive himself into her. There was just enough space between them that he saw the motions of their erotic dance were making Mai's incomparable breasts bounce in a steady, perfect rhythm, which only added gas to the fire, and caused him to ram into her even harder.

"Aaah! Andy!" She cried out, her hands once more underneath his tank top and raking the flesh of his back, enough pressure to be felt, but still not enough to break the skin. "Fuck me, baby!" As always when he was in this state, those words spurred him on, deeper, harder, the wall shaking noticeably now every time he rammed her against it. Mai held onto him tightly, as always giving herself over to him and their mutual lust whenever he was in this state.

It had only been a few minutes, but already both lovers could feel that something was coming to a head. The intimacy combined with spontaneity, as indicated by both the position they were doing it in and the fact they were both partially clothed, had whipped up an exponential storm of lust between them, building to a much-needed climax. "Mai!" Andy uttered her name in a half-cry, half-groan. "Nnnngh, I'm so close!"

"Aaaah, me too, baby!" With her head rested on his shoulder, she cried out into his ear. "Aaaah, fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Her hands had moved to his buttocks, fingers hooked into his sculpted glutes.

He groaned again and continued his frantic pounding of her hot pussy, knowing he was about to lose it, but still trying to maintain just enough control to let her reach her orgasm first. "Oh, God, Mai!" He grunted, continuing to hammer her against the wall.

Their perfect sexual rhythm could only lead to one end, which was achieved a few minutes later. Just as Andy lost it and buried himself to the hilt in her to release his load, he could feel Mai clenching around his shaft, heard her screams of passion echoing through the room. The lovers were in near-perfect synchrony, the walls of Mai's sex convulsing against his member and her fresh expulsion of love juices was in time with the spasms of Andy's own cock as his hot seed erupted into her womb.

When both lovers were spent and the world had stopped spinning, Mai opened her eyes, felt her back still against the wall, the familiar warmth of her husband still inside her, her thighs clenched around his midsection while her tight sex clenched on his member. She gasped as Andy pulled out of her, still keeping his hands under her buttocks to hold her up, though it was clear that he too needed to catch his breath.

Luckily, they were only a few feet from the bed, and so with his wife still wrapped around him, Andy stepped away from the wall, then turned and fell backwards onto the bed, Mai on top of him. He lay there with his eyes shut, breathing hard but slowly cooling down from the intensity of a few moments before. It helped that he could feel Mai's hands lightly touching the sides of his neck while her lips peppered his face with soft butterfly kisses.

"Gods, Andy," she muttered with a contented sigh. "That was so fucking hot."

He smiled and kissed her eyes, as he always did in the moments immediately after he'd spent himself inside of her. "I love you, Mai," he whispered.

The alluring kunoichi planted one final kiss on his lips, then settled down against him, her head resting on his chest. Andy stroked her hair, still damp from her shower, and breathed in its sweet, floral perfume.

After they'd spent some time enjoying the afterglow, Mai sat up straight and placed her hands on his shoulders, still straddling him with her thighs. "It's about time you took the hint, Andy," she said. "I was starting to think you were turning back into that guy I was traveling with the last time we were in a hotel without Terry, or Joe, or anyone else we knew."

The blonde man smiled, slipped his hands under her robe to wrap them around her slender waist. "That time, you weren't showering with the door open," he said with a laugh. "Believe me, I got the hint, but I knew that if I got in the shower with you, we'd wind up in the situation we're in now, and I was trying to pace myself, since we just got here."

The auburn-haired ninja girl giggled, traced one finger over the nape of his neck. "Okay, I'll give you that. It's good to know I haven't lost my touch."

He laughed along with her. "Believe me, Mai, you haven't. Like I said, I was trying to pace myself, and then when you got out of the shower, you did the exact same thing you did in Baghdad. And that pushed me over the edge."

She leaned down, and placed a juicy kiss on his lips, pausing to tickle them with her tongue before sitting upright again. "So, it was Baghdad, take two," she said with a giggle. "Except this time, you gave the right answer."

"A lot's happened since then."

"I agree. And I couldn't be happier." She smiled warmly, hands slipping under the fabric of his tank top to fondle his pecs. "I love you so much, my handsome husband."

"I love you, too, my beautiful kunoichi wife. I couldn't be happier, either. You're the most special girl I've ever met, Mai, and I still can't believe you wanted to marry someone like me. I'm sorry it took me so long to… to realize how lucky I am to have you."

He was blushing now, but Mai knew it was because he still was bashful about saying things like that out loud to her, and she found it endearing. She sniffed a little, feeling a small tear on the corner of her eye. "We're both lucky, Andy. There's no one else I want to spend the rest of my life with."

Andy sat up on the bed, cupped her cheeks in his hands, and brought his lips to hers in one of those incredible kisses of his, the one that Mai had first experienced by the poolside in Jerusalem, which made her feel like their souls were briefly joined. Much as she didn't want the moment to end, the familiar stirring in her belly told her she needed the bathroom, and couldn't hold it any longer.

Reluctantly she pulled back and ran a hand through her husband's blond hair. "Hold that thought, I'll be right back." So saying, she hopped from the bed and started across the soft plush carpeting. Halfway to the bathroom door, she dropped her arms to her sides and gave a shrug, letting her robe slip from her body to the floor, revealing her full, naked glory. Andy sat there and admired the tight, lean musculature of her back and arms, the way her plump buttocks bounced a little with each step, and the pearly string of his semen oozing from her freshly ravaged vaginal entrance to run slowly down her inner thigh. When Mai reached the doorway, she turned and struck a pose for her husband. Then she winked, blew him a kiss, and started for the toilet, shutting the door behind her.

While Mai was busy taking care of all her usual post-coital necessities, Andy sat up on the edge of the bed, shed the rest of his own clothing, tossing it into a heap in the corner, and then flopped back down onto the mattress, staring up at the ceiling and the calming motion of the revolving fan. A few minutes later, he heard the door open and his wife padding back towards him. She stopped at the foot of the bed and giggled. "Wow, Andy, look at this."

He sat up, saw her standing there in her natural form, completely devoid of clothing, jewelry, and makeup. Just Mai as the gods had made her, which was what Andy always preferred. "Believe me, I'm looking," he said.

She giggled some more. "Not at me, silly. Look behind you." She pointed over his shoulder, to the wall they'd committed their sinful act against. Andy turned his head, and his eyes came open wide when he saw the two side-by-side indentations. They were the exact same size and shape of Mai's butt cheeks, no doubt made when her husband was pounding her against the wall.

Now Andy couldn't help but laugh as well. "I guess we'll have to pay for damages when we check out," he said.

"It was worth it," said Mai, and climbed back into the bed, though Andy couldn't help but notice a slight limp on her right leg, which he'd also seen when she walked to the bathroom. "Guess my handsome hubby doesn't know his own strength."

"Mai," he said, his brow ridged with concern. "Did I hurt you?"

The ninja girl rolled her eyes and blew out a frustrated breath. "Andy, do you know what would be a great anniversary present? Stop asking me that question. Yes, sometimes you can get a little rough, and sometimes I ache afterwards. But it's a good ache. Because you've never done anything to me that I didn't want you to do. And that's the key. If I didn't want you to be rough with me, I would say something. Because I trust you, and I know that you would stop if I told you to. So please don't keep asking me that question, okay?"

Andy's cheeks grew a little red around the edges. "Okay, Mai… sorry."

Her expression softened a little, and she snuggled up against him, her soft, ample breasts rubbing his side. "It's sweet of you to ask, honey. But look at it this way: whenever you knock me down during a sparring session, do you ask if you've hurt me?"

He smiled, gave a small chuckle. "No… no, I don't."

She shifted position so she was lying on top of him, breasts now rubbing his chest. "That's right, you don't. Because we're both trained ninja, and you know I can take it. And that's why you don't need to keep asking me after sex. I can take your dick, even when you give it fast and hard. You've never hurt me before, and you never will. Remember, I'm tougher than I look."

"I know you are," he said, and slipped his strong arms around her, holding her close. For a long time, husband and wife lay in silence, basking in their afterglow for just a little longer, and watching the ceiling fan revolve over their heads.

After a while, Andy felt the voluptuous kunoichi stir once more, and she sat up on the bed. He smiled at her, wondering what idea she'd gotten now. If there was one thing he'd learned in the year they'd been married, and even before that, it was that their pillow-talk was never boring, since getting laid always seemed to give Mai some sort of clarity that led to an idea or discussion. She moved into a pretzel-legged seating position, and somehow Andy managed to look her in the eyes, ignoring both the glorious swell of her breasts and the cute little patch of short auburn curls between her legs. "Andy, what time are our dinner reservations?" She asked.

"Um… six-thirty, I think," he answered with a shrug.

She leaned forward, hands on her knees, and studied the clock on the night-stand. "Well, we've already had dessert. I think we have time for seconds. You know, if you've got any cream left for me." She looked at him with a sly smile, and batted her long eyelashes.

"You know I do," Andy said, and also sat up.

Still grinning that devilish grin, Mai got up from the bed and stood over by the dresser, leaning back just a little to rest her butt against it, legs slightly apart, one finger running across the shapely expanse of her breasts. "I'd like to propose a new rule for this weekend. I can't remember the last time you did me against a wall, and I'd forgotten how hot it was. Don't get me wrong, baby, you've never failed to please me, but lately I think our love-making has gotten too vanilla. Sure, we did anal a few months ago, and we're gonna do that again on the actual anniversary of our wedding night this Sunday, but… we've gotten too used to the horizontal."

Andy inched forward on the bed, the sight of Mai standing there naked with her hands roaming her own body already giving him a half-mast. "So, what are you suggesting?"

"What I'm suggesting," Mai explained. "Is that as long as we're guests in this lovely hotel, we will only do it standing up. We'll still use the bed for our post-coital snuggles, but for the rest of the weekend, all our love-making will be vertical."

A tangible shudder ran through his muscular frame, and he sat up from the bed, his member once again fully erect and standing straight out in front of him. "I think I can handle that."

The finger at her breast began to run circles around her plump nipple, pinching it lightly, while she used her other hand to beckon him forward in a come hither motion. "Then come here, my gorgeous hunk."

Andy was only too eager to do as he was told. When he reached his wife, his hands came out to pull her close to him, but she grabbed his wrists and pushed his arms to his sides. "Let me lead this one, Andy," she said.

He was about to ask what she had in mind when the kunoichi lightly gripped the base of his erect member with one hand, and moved forward to press their bodies together. As she did, she lifted her right leg off the ground, raising it so that it was fully vertical, then rested it against her husband, the length of it stretched across his torso, her ankle hooked onto his shoulder. Then she used her hand to guide him inside of her, gasping as he initially penetrated. Mai continued to close the distance until his member was fully sheathed in her love tunnel.

Meanwhile, her left foot was on the ground, her right leg raised towards the ceiling, still resting against her husband's chest, showing off that famous flexibility she'd mastered through a lifetime of training in her family's ninjutsu. Her lip quivered at the sensation, and she looked him in those handsome blue eyes and smiled as she reached up and wrapped her arms around him, clasping her hands behind his neck. Andy could do nothing except stand there with his mouth agape.

"I read about this position in one of my chick magazines," Mai said, gazing up at her husband with deep brown eyes half-glazed by lust. "It's called 'the ballet dancer.' What do you think?"

Andy shuddered again, overwhelmed by the sensation of being inside his wife, and also how incredibly sexy she looked in this moment. "Mai," he finally managed to speak. "You're amazing."

"I know, baby," Mai said with a giggle, loving her power to reduce a disciplined man like Andy Bogard to putty. As if to drive the point home, she added: "Oh, and let me know when you're about to cum. This time, I wanna finish you with my mouth."

She could feel him shudder even harder at hearing that, and he leaned down to capture her lips in a kiss. "Oh, Mai, I really am the luckiest man in the world."

"We're both lucky, Andy," she said. "Happy anniversary, my sweet, noble warrior."

Andy leaned down, gave her another passionate kiss. "Happy anniversary, my strong, beautiful kunoichi."

The lust had now fully taken hold of Mai. "Make love to me, baby. But please, be gentle this time."

"I'll treat you like the unique flower that you are," he assured her, and moved in to kiss her again. One hand started to softly cup the swell of her buttocks, while the other one caressed the silky flesh of her right leg, still resting up against him. So they began, Andy rocking his hips back and forth in a slow and steady rhythm, while his wife ground against him, and their lips remained locked, tongues eagerly probing each others' mouths. It was soft and gentle, a beautiful, tender expression of all the love they felt for each other.

After they were finished, they both needed a shower to avoid going down to dinner reeking of sex. Andy went first, and was halfway done when Mai snuck in and started scrubbing his back with her breasts, which, as one can imagine, quickly led to Round Three up against the tiled wall. So after that, they needed a second shower to clean themselves up from the first one. By the time they were ready for dinner, they were fifteen minutes late for their reservation. But they'd each worked up a hearty appetite, and after dinner ended, it turned out Andy had enough juice left in him to give his wife another helping of dessert. This time, he served it to her from behind (with Mai still wearing her new crotch-less underwear) while her ample breasts were smooshed up against the wall of their room.

By the time they were finished, there was a second set of indentations in the wall next to the ones made by Mai's butt, and the two lovers had just enough energy left to fall into their bed, slip under the covers, and pull each other into a loving embrace. But they both agreed that their anniversary weekend was off to a perfect start, and they fell asleep looking forward to whatever else might be in store over the next few days.

Fin.


ADDITIONAL NOTES

So, the ballet dancer is an actual sex position. Google it if you're interested. It's pretty much how I described it, but let's face it, if anyone could pull it off, Mai could. If her moves in the games and animes have taught me one thing, it's that her DEX modifier is super-high.

When they discuss Baghdad, they are of course talking about Fatal Fury: The Motion Picture, which contains that famous scene where they stay in a hotel together, and Mai tries to seduce Andy, but before that she demonstrates her fan-service technique by taking a shower. Although, I'm sure you already knew all of this.

Mai's grandmother's family – I sort of mention some of their backstory, as well as Hanzo's courtship, in my fic "Fatal Fury: The Vengeful Spirits." If you liked "Fatal Fury: The Motion Picture" (either genuinely or for its wonderful campiness) but hated the lack of closure at the end, then check out my story. It's a sequel to Fatal Fury: TMP, and is loaded with action, drama, and romance. And closure. I actually give it that, too. ( ;

The moment where Andy is thinking about her crouching fierce kick: It's well-known that Mai pretty much invented the term "jiggle physics" in video games. But, did you know that for her sprites in some of the KoF games of the 90s, her butt also jiggled as well as her boobs? Do a Google image search on "Mai Shiranui Butt Jiggle," and a GIF animation of her sprite from those old games should be the first thing that pops up. You're welcome.

And the hot springs hotel is based off actual hotels that exist in Japan, which I learned about when researching this pic. And there IS one in the city they were vacationing in.

Well, that's all for now. Hope you enjoyed the latest installment in my chronicling of Andy and Mai's sex life. I've no doubt they had lots more steamy fun on their first anniversary getaway, but I'll be leaving all that to the imagination. Feel free to drop a review, if thou art so inclined, and until next time, stay thirsty!