[Episode 105485] [Episode 105485]Nabiki’s jealousy gene had part of her mind convinced that the two of them were shacked up in some love-motel screwing their brains out. She was working hard to suppress that idea. It smacked to much of Akane’s dog in the manger attitude toward Ranma, but it was hard, she kept visualizing different scenarios in her mind, and given the options open to Ranma and Ryouga, there were a lot of variations. She shifted on her chair, clenching her thighs.
Ok, make that bored, and horny. “Damn it, I was a virgin for eighteen years. I can go a week without desperate.” she told herself. Her body didn’t agree. It wanted to get laid, and it wanted to get laid now!
Eager for distraction, Nabiki pulled the very last pouch from the box. “Hmmm, another spring of drowned horse. Someone must really like bare-back riding.” she drawled sarcastically as she added it to the other half-dozen horse pouches. She stood up and bent over to pick up the now empty crate As she did she noticed that the packing material lining the bottom of the box had writing on it. Eager for anything that would distract her from imagining Ranma fucking Ryochan, and Ryouga fucking Ranma-chan, she extracted it. An eyebrow arched as she discovered that what she’d taken for a sheet of newsprint was actually a badly put together book. Very home made in appearance. She idly glanced at the cover.
Nabiki blinked, and checked again. She’d made a point of learning to read Chinese in the last few months. Or at least trying to. It wasn’t as easy as she’d thought it would be. It wasn’t necessary in this case as the title was in English. *Kama-Sutra, Jusenkyo Version.* One of Nabiki’s eyebrows twitched, and she opened the book at random.
“Say what!” Nabiki exclaimed, staring at a picture that featured a man with a nest of penis tentacles jutting from his groin servicing a half dozen girls in various positions. Half certain she was holding a home made Hentai Manga, she worked to decipher the writing under the picture. Both eyebrows rose as she managed to read enough to discover it was a recipe for mixing various dried powders, and instructions on how to apply the resulting solution to arrive at the desired result.
Her curiosity aroused, Nabiki leafed through the booklet, and found herself actually blushing at some of what she found inside. “My, oh my. Akane and her friends are even kinkier than I imagined.” Nabiki drawled. A wet pressure between her legs reminded her that she was suppose to ‘not thinking about sex’ Closing the book, she slipped it between the cushions of the couch for safe keeping. As she bent over to do so, her stomach rumbled, and then growled loudly as she became aware of another ache her body was suffering from beside the one between her legs.
“Ok, so I’m bored, horny, and hungry. What are you going to do about it Nabiki?” She call take out and seduce the take-out boy, but with her luck he’d be some senior earning spare cash, and who hadn’t gotten it up in years. The few studs she did know working delivery were all students at Furinken, which made it unthinkable. Nabiki was not about to throw away her reputation for a little sex. “They likely couldn’t get it up more than four times, anyway,” she mused.
Nabiki wasn’t really aware of it, but Ranma and Ryouga had sort of spoiled her for boys with normal endurance. While Jusenkyo instant man powder acted as a sort of magical viraga giving the person cursed better than average stamina. Nabiki thought four times in a hour to be perfectly normal.
Nabiki’s stomach grumbled again, reminding her she had a beast to feed. “Damn it, I guess I’ll have to do a run by home and have Kasumi feed me up. To bad she wasn’t a brother, maybe she could scratch my other two itches at the same time. It certainly wouldn’t be boring that was sure. Nabiki had come home early from school one day and discovered Kasumi entertaining the propane delivery man. She’d been on her knees, his cock deep in her mouth while his hands were tangled in her hair as he fucked her face hard. Her rucked up skirt and sperm covered thighs showed her mouth was not her first orifice he’d visited. The rough way he was acting, and the torn panties around one of Kasumi’s ankle had a coldly furious Nabiki reaching for the phone, and the police, when the man had finished and drawn his cock out of Kasumi’s mouth.
Kasumi has smiled as she licked the end of his cock, and said. “That was nice, are you sure you have to go.”
The man had looked tempted, but had reluctantly said, “Sorry Kasumi-chan, I’m way behind, but . . .Same next month?” He asked, almost begging.
“Of course, you are always welcome to whatever you want here,” Kasumi had said pleasantly.
Some careful surveillance had revealed that Kasumi was ‘raped’ at least once every two weeks. Nabiki at the time had simply shoved the fact to the back of her mind, along with the fact that her other sister was a raging dyke. She couldn’t make money off of it, and she wasn’t going to stoop to blackmail of that level against her sisters, so she left them to it, and tried not to think about it, till now.
While Nabiki had been musing, she’d been busy storing the assorted powders away. She now looked down to find the last one in her hands, some spring of drowned man. Her eyes narrowed, Did she dare?
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“Hello, may I help you?” Kasumi asked the nice looking boy standing on their stoop.
The boy, dressed in a senior boy’s school uniform, with the collar and sleeves rolled up, shifted a toothpick from one side of his mouth to the other and ran his eyes up and down Kasumi’s body with appreciation. “Looking for a Nabiki Tendo,”
Kasumi blushed prettily. It was always nice to be admired, and he was a very nice looking boy. To bad he wasn’t here to see her. “I’m sorry, Nabiki is not home,” Kasumi said, but not eager to have this nice boy leave, she added. “You can come in and wait if you want.”
“Oh, I want,” the boy said, walking into the house and making Kasumi step back. His body brushed by her’s as he did, and Kasumi’s breasts rubbed against his arm. Kasumi felt that old familiar urge trembling in her.
“You all alone?” the boy asked, looking around the room as if expecting an ambush.
“My sisters are away, and my father and his friend are visiting another old friend.” That was very wrong of her. Telling a rough looking boy like this that she alone dangerous. Who knew what he’d do to her. Kasumi felt a little shiver of anticipation. “Can I get you anything?” she offered.
The tall handsome boy rubbed his belly, “I am sort of hungry. You got anything to eat?”
“Of course?”
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“Ahhh, now that was good eating,” the boy said in satisfaction pushing the last empty bowl away from him..”
While preparing his meal, Kasumi had unbuttoned the top two fasteners on her dress, and was showing a lot of cleavage. Now she leaned forward from where she’d been sipping tea, and asked, “can I get you something else?”
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