[Episode 211940] [Episode 211940]
Noticing the look on Nabiki’s face, Jolie couldn’t help but feel unease. There was something about the expression that made the OfficerJenny’s instincts go into overdrive. Trouble was brewing; one would have to be blind not to see the cold anger that was building within the young human woman. “Miss Tendo?” She asked cautiously, trying to see if she could derail the woman's train of thought without some sort of backlash.
Slowly, the brunette with the pageboy haircut got up from the table she was sitting at. She turned sharply and walked over to Ranma. Yet, she wasn’t stomping towards him. It was stealthy steps as she stalked towards him, like a large cat-type pokégirl about to pounce an unsuspecting mouse-type.
Before the OfficerJenny could say anything in warning to the young man, Nabiki pounced. “Saotome...” she practically hissed behind the boy, frost practically permeating around her. “Turn around...”
Blinking his eyes once, twice, Ranma could sense the danger in the air; no mistake. He could feel his pigtail was sticking up behind him for crying out loud! “Um, yeah Nabi-HEY!” He yelped when she grabbed his face and eyed him over. “…Nabiki... what’s up?” He asked in confusion.
“Quiet!” She hissed, eyeing him critically. “Ranma! Don’t squirm!” She commanded.
“Don’t squi-MMMRPH!?” Ranma’s eyes widened as Nabiki kissed him. It wasn’t as forceful as expected but her lips made contact with his a lot... as if she were seeking something.
Finally, Nabiki ended the kiss and stared at him with wide eyes as if SHE was the one kissed by surprised. “No way... no way, no way, no fucking way!” She practically cursed as she continued to stare at the pigtailed martial artist.
Said martial artist just stared back at the Tendo sister. “N-Nabiki? W-what’s going?” Ranma stammered, flabbergasted beyond belief. The kiss had caught him completely off-guard. Usually her teasing had some sort of build-up to it, but this...
Slowly touching her lips as she lets go of Ranma’s face, Nabiki was speechless that moment. The same tingle... the same kami-damned tingling she remembered back then, even as brief as her ‘first’ kiss was, she’d never forget the sensation. She looked up at the ceiling for a moment. “Kami-sama... you really hate me, don’t you?” Shaking her head, she laughed. She laughed a very disturbing chuckle, especially as tears soon gave way during the laughter that turned into full blown sobs.
Ranma could only stare in shock as the middle Tendo’s shoulders began to shake. She was crying? What the hell happened? “...Nabiki?” He asked softly as he stood up slowly. He reached out and gently placed his hand on her shoulder...
*WHAP*!
Falling back into the chair, it was a wide-eyed martial artist that brought his hand to his cheek. That hadn’t hurt physically, he could handle much stronger force... but there was something about him being slapped, about WHO slapped him! “Nabiki!? What’re you... do...” he trailed off as he saw there were full-blown streaks of tears trailing down her cheeks.
Teeth clenched, Nabiki breathed through them, causing a hissing sound as her body shook. “Damn you...” she cursed out in a soft voice. “Damn you!” She repeated, her anger growing. “DAMN YOU!!!” She screamed before throwing herself at him. “IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!!” She accused as she slammed her fists against his chest, again and again and again and again!!
His jaw dropping, Ranma had no clue what to say. Fortunately, he didn’t need to as the middle Tendo sister continued with her tirade.
“Damn it, damn it, DAMN IT!” She screamed, looking like she was having a mixture of a tantrum and a nervous breakdown as her fists feebly pounded on his chest. “This... this can’t be... someone really does hate me upstairs! Hates me big time...” her fingers gripped onto the cloth of his shirt. “T-to think I GIFT-WRAPPED you to my little sister... and my older sister got to fuck you first hwaha...ha .ahahaaaaa...” she chuckled feeble as she slumped to her knees her fists even more pathetically hitting his thighs. “Damn you, Ranma... it was you... it’s been fucking you all this time and...” her body started to shake again. “DAMN IT ALL!!!”
Ranma couldn’t take it anymore, the scene shocking every emotion he felt. “Nabiki! What the hell... what’re you talking about!?” He exclaimed, rather upset that she was cursing him but also still floored as to what was going on. He was becoming downright freaked out by her actions. He’d never seen this side of the woman before! Calm, cool, composed Nabiki Tendo sobbing and ranting like crazy her emotional coldness… gone like ice melting in winter... and this was long overdue thawing. “I’m confused-”
“Does a Hello Kitty Binder RING ANY FUCKING BELLS!?” She snapped angrily.
Ranma blinked his eyes once, twice. "Hello Kitty Binder?" What the heck did that have to do with any-
“But you were saving up for that school thing, Nabs!” He shouted angrily. It was a martial artist’s duty to protect the innocent and he wouldn’t be doing that if he was taking what she needed. That had to be against the martial artist’s code or something... he guessed.
“Don’t worry,” his first female friend told him. “It’s still on sale the rest of this week. And when you pay me back, we can go get it together. I still don’t see what you have against Hello Kitty.”
Ranma shivered, trying to suppress the memories of what those monsters had done to him in that pit. It was true that suffering for the art was to be expected but that had just plain been hell! “Just don’t like those furry little demons,” he told her seriously. The only thing possibly worse would be being turned into a girl.
The young girl raised her hand to her face, giggling as she looked back at him. He then went wide-eyed when his best friend suddenly dashed forward and kissed him. YUCKY! YUCKY, YUCKY, YUCK-hey! This wasn’t too bad...
Ranma’s expression once again, since coming to this world, mirrored that of a deer caught in oncoming headlights. “Kami-sama...” he whispered in bewilderment. His head slowly looking down, he stared down at Nabiki... NABIKI! That girl’s name had been Nabiki! She had practically the same haircut! She...
She was... his first kiss.
Oh thank you kami-sama! He’d completely forgotten about this but that meant that Mikado wasn’t his first kiss! He didn’t lose his first kiss to a guy! He didn’t lose to that-
“Wait!” Ranma thought suddenly. “There’s more important things right now, jackass!” He cursed himself. Taking a deep breath, he looked down at Nabiki nervously. “That was you, wasn’t it? You were that girl from way back?”
Finally looking up at Ranma, the middle Tendo sister was a complete mess. Yet, in her puffy red eyes, there was an anger that was still strong. “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, Saotome...” she practically growled as she gripped the material of his kung-fu pants. “How could you leave me? HOW COULD YOU TURN ME INTO THIS!?” She demanded to know.
“H-how... Nabiki, I was just a kid and the old man was running the show!” He shouted. “Don’t pin it on me! I wanted to see you and pay you back but he made up one of his excuses and I bought it! I even told him to help me mail the money but...”
“Of course he’d pocket it...” the young woman finished for him as she sniffled. “But... you still left me.”
Slowly, the martial artist nodded his head guiltily. “I... I did.” Ranma admitted in a soft voice, still floored by these revelations. “But...not by intent...” he tried to explain. Biting his lower lip for a moment, the partial artist murmured, “Nabiki, I’m sorry... I dunno what to say.”
“Your memory works in funny ways...” the woman grumbled. Shaking her head, she cursed herself. “Damn... but then again, mine’s funny too I guess...” she practically growled as she lifted herself to her feet, unsure about who she was angrier with. Ranma, herself... or that fat bastard Genma Saotome!?
Seeing the look on her face, Ranma gulped nervously. “Nabiki, I swear to kami-sama, if I knew, I would’ve done something!”
“Do you have... any idea how much I went through?” She asked Ranma, her eyes burning. “I hate to sound like Ryoga but I saw hell!! You leaving me hurt a lot, more than you’ll ever know! Especially... how much effort and time I wasted on trying to forget you!” She gripped his shirt. “YOU MADE ME THE ICE QUEEN!” She screamed in his face. “I thought cooling my emotions would lessen the pain, I thought dating other guys or even fucking them would do it! No! Deep down, even as the details degraded the memory never went away!” She screeched at the top of her lungs. “I loved you, you bastard! I loved you!” At the look of shock on the man’s face, she screamed, “There, I said it! I loved you! Fuck! Maybe I still do and that’s why I was never satisfied with what few dates I ever had!”
Eyes practically swirling, Ranma was feeling his brain wanting to conveniently black out, the information overflow was getting to be too much. “Nabs...” he tried to reason.
The woman’s eyes blazed at hearing him refer to her by that name. “DON’T CALL ME THAT!” The middle Tendo sister screamed
*SNAP-SNAP*!
“H-hey!” Nabiki turned her head to glare at Jolie, who had cuffed her hands together in front of her.
The policewoman just stared at the human woman for a moment. Finally, when she knew she had the girl’s attention, the officer told her in a soft voice, “You need to calm down.”
“FUCK YOU!” Nabiki shrieked in the OfficerJenny’s face. “THIS DOESN'T CONCERN YOU!”
The officer’s eyes narrowed as she stared back at the raving human woman. “Yes it does!” The police pokégirl stated in a firm but non-antagonizing tone of voice. “I told you before, Miss Tendo... Nabiki...” the bluenette allowed herself to release a sigh. “It’s a matter of safety... and you’re a danger to yourself until you calm down.”
The Tendo sibling glared at the police officer with brown eyes that were filled with anger... great anger... but it wasn’t particularly aimed at the woman, rather it was one of doubts, regrets and sadness that had been bottled up within the woman for more than a decade. In a sense, the cat was out of the bag and it wasn’t going back in.
Taking a deep breath, the OfficerJenny turned to the male occupant of the room. “Ranma, come over here. I’ll need you for this.”
“My help?” The raven-haired martial artist asked, wondering how he could make things better, considering he was part of the main reason why the Tendo girl was so upset.
Looking into his eyes, Officer Jolie told him, “Well even if you aren’t warranting the exact ferociousness of her rants, you are a part of this.”
Wincing, Ranma had to admit there was no denying that. He just slowly nodded his head in response.
Walking over to the woman on her knees, Jolie maneuvered Nabiki up into the chair Ranma had been using and sat her down. She then turns and walks about to the entrance, taking time to ensure that the door was secured. She didn’t want any other Jennys trying to get in on this when the girl was so emotionally distraught.
Glaring at the policewoman’s back, the most mercenary of the Tendo sisters practically snarled. “What the fuck are you doing?” She demanded to know.
“Oh, you’ll see,” Jolie replied with a smirk.
Nabiki stared as she watched the OfficerJenny checking the door handle and various latches. “What the fuck are you doing?” She asked again, eyes watching with such intensity. She didn’t like that the woman was evading her question and in her current state, it was pissing her off royally!
“Miss Tendo...” the police pokégirl spoke in a serious tone. “Put simply, you need help.” She turned to face the woman as she walked towards her. “However, I don’t think you’ll be needing to see a Psychic-type to help you with your problems... I believe the answer is closer than that.”
Eyes wide, the brunette girl snapped, “I’m not crazy!”
Making eye-contact with the woman, the OfficerJenny told Nabiki, “I never said that but it’s true that you still need counseling,” the pokégirl said seriously. “Miss Tendo... you’re hurting... the man that’s part of the reason you’re hurting is here and you’re trying to pin the blame on him completely. From my perspective, the only reason that’s happening is because he’s in arm’s distance and you’ve no clue if you’ll see his lying sack of shit father ever again.” She then looked at Ranma. “No offense.”
Shrugging his shoulders, the pigtailed martial artist told her, "None taken.” His father was a lying sack of shit.
Nodding her head at the young man’s response, the OfficerJenny continued. “That said you two need to talk... civilly...” she looked back and forth between the two humans. “You need to get things out in the open...and maybe... ‘more’,” she said suggestively.
“In short terms, fuck me silly?” Nabiki asked before snorting in disgust.
The police pokégirl shrugged her shoulders in reply. “Perhaps. Would that truly bother you?” The bluenette asked curiously. “From the way you act and with what you preach through your rant, it seems like you need...” the woman trailed off for a moment as she considered her words. “Well, not a lay but... love. You need someone to make love to you.” She allowed herself a small smile. “And probably fuck the shit out of you too.”
Nabiki narrowed her eyes as she glared at the police officer. “I’m so having your badge for this,” she threatened in no uncertain terms. She was that angry and she was pretty sure that the side of a human woman would be taken over that of a pokégirl’s. She didn’t hate Jolie, she knew that... but she was so damned ANGRY!
That made the OfficerJenny narrow her eyes in return. “Possibly,” she allowed. “If you want to take this to court afterwards, that is fine... however I will be doing what I feel is the right call.” She walked over to Nabiki and removed the woman’s whip before checking her pockets. “Clothespins?” She asked as she removed aforementioned items.
Not wanting to answer, Nabiki turned her head away from the pokégirl.
Considering the girl’s actions for a moment, the policewoman nodded her head. “Hmm... so your sex drive isn’t totally dead.” Jolie uncoiled the whip and tested it. Raising her arm, she cracked the kinky armament towards the far wall.
Eyes watching the whip, Ranma finally spoke up. “Um... so we just talk to her?” He asked the police pokégirl curiously. “Like a therapy session?”
Rubbing her chin, the police pokégirl considered that for a moment. “Hmm... yes but with some added rules,” the pokégirl said seriously.
The Tendo woman stared at the bluenette. “What rules?” Nabiki asked, trying to see where the woman was going.
To that inquiry, Jolie just smirked. “You’ll see.” She then walked over to the side of the room, dragging two extra chairs over. She then gestured at Ranma for him to sit down.
After a moment of hesitation, Ranma finally did such, still unsure of how to proceed.
Once the pigtailed man sat down, the police woman finally sat down in the third chair. “Now, correct me if I’m wrong but from what I gather,” the OfficerJenny stated. “Ranma here was a childhood sweat-heart but his asshole father tore him from you for whatever reasons and... as a result, you became bitter and icy.”
“Yes. So what?” Nabiki huffed in annoyance.
Leaning over so that she was in the human woman’s face, the policewoman asked her, “Do you want to keep being cold and angry or get on with your life? You have the boy you were so mad over right here, you can make up for lost time.”
The human woman’s eyes narrowed. “I can’t just forgive him easily over this...” she said seriously. “I held that pain for so long. I want...” she gritted her teeth. “No... I NEED for him to understand how it feels!”
Hearing that, Ranma shouted in frustration, “What makes you think I didn’t feel bad!?” When he had her attention, he continued. “Nabiki! It ain’t manly but I can admit that I cried for weeks cause I had to break my promise! And it ain’t like the whole training trip was a piece of cake! Look at what it got me! My old man wasn’t a picnic to live with either! Look; I’m used to people being mad at me, even hating me Nabiki but... damn it!” He stood up suddenly, feet slamming to the floor. “It’s not like I intentionally did that to you! I know I screw up, put my foot in my mouth and I’m not as book-smart as you but I don’t mean to trample people’s feelings and you were the last one I’d want to do that to! That was twice I ran out on a friend and unlike Ukyo, I was a little older and realized after a fashion that I left you high and dry.” His shoulders slumped as he said, “I’m sorry.”
Looking down, Nabiki bit her lower lip... she didn’t want to look at Ranma... and not Jolie either. “...I believe you...” she whispered. “But... it just hurts... a lot...”
Frowning sadly, the pigtailed martial artist leaned forward, cupping her face in his hands. “What can I do?” He asked her softly. “What can I do to make it up to you?”
Slowly, the brunette looked into his eyes. “You don’t want my price.”
“The hell I don’t!” Ranma snapped back. Sighing, the martial artist told her in a calmer voice, “I don’t care. What can I do for you?” He insisted on knowing.
Her face becoming slightly flushed, Nabiki mumbled something under her breath.
Blinking his eyes once, twice, Ranma leaned his head in. “What was that?”
Again, Nabiki mumbled, starting to glow slightly from her blush now.
“...Nabiki?” Ranma asked again. “I can’t hear you.”
Glaring angrily at him, the middle Tendo sister screamed out, “I WANT A HELLO KITTY BINDER! HAPPY!?”
Ranma just stared at the woman in shocked silence for a long pause. Finally, his senses came back to him and he asked, “That’s it?”
Giving a small node, Nabiki replied, “Yes...”
Nodding his head, Ranma told her, “Okay, sure! Once we leave I’ll go buy one.” He shook his head. “No. In fact, I’ll get one now!”
Seeing the Tamer stand up, all gung-ho to get his female friend a relic from the pre-war, the police pokégirl told him, “Not yet.” Jolie grabbed his shirt and tugged to make sure she had his attention. “You’re still not done.”
Staring at the OfficerJenny in confusion, he asked, “We’re not? But she told me what she wants. She wants a Hello Kitty Binder! I gotta go find one and make it up to her!”
Nodding her head, the blue-haired pokégirl admitted, “That’s true. But WHY does she want that Binder?” She looked at Nabiki. “What does it represent to you?”
Nabiki frowned. “...I don’t know... maybe something I lost... and haven’t been able to get back for awhile?” She snorted. “Look, what’s it matter to you?” A light in her eyes gleamed. “And don’t try feeding me that bullshit about it being for my safety!”
Staring at the human woman, the pokégirl admitted, “At this point your safety isn’t much the issue.” Jolie leaned in. “I can tell when a woman is in denial or if she needs to get over something, especially when what can help do that is within arm’s reach. This is more than getting payback and getting a binder, which I’m sure a woman such as yourself could well have gotten by now.” She shook her head. “No, you need to reconcile your heart not a favor.”
Growling at the OfficerJenny, the middle Tendo sister looked down again. “It’s not easy, okay?” She asked seriously. “It’s hurt me for years and years. The pain’s not going to go away with simply sitting her chatting!”
The policewoman nodded her head. “True enough, true enough...” Jolie sighed as she raised her right hand, rubbing her chin in thought for a few moments. She then grinned as she realized something and leaned towards the pigtailed Tamer, whispering to Ranma.
Listening to her for a moment, Ranma intently tried to make sure he wasn’t mishearing her. Finally, he turned his head to look at the woman in shock. “You sure that’ll work?”
“What have you got to lose?” She asked the young man seriously. She then took her chair and moved it out of the way.
The middle Tendo sister blinked her eyes, especially as Ranma cupped her face again. “Ran-mmph... mmph!” Her eyes widened as he kissed her. Her first instinct to resist flashed through her mind but a long repressed echo in the back of her thoughts resisted such actions. “This is what you want! Don’t screw it up you idiot!” Closing her eyes, Nabiki tried to relax as Ranma kissed her. She even tried to return it as best she could, her tongue exploring the inside of his mouth in turn. She actually found this rather pleasant...
Seeing that she wasn’t resisting, Ranma took the initiative, pouring more effort into the kiss but still keeping it evenly paced. “Damn kissing her is pretty nice,” He thought in interest. Yes, only the Heir of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts would look into the physical actions rather than the emotional meaning first...
...Not the former practitioner of the Tendo School though. “He’s kissing me... and it’s making me feel so giddy, all these... butterflies in my stomach... such a foreign feeling but... fuck it, I want more!” She struggled a bit to break the lip-contact. “Mmmph...ngh c-can you take the cuffs off?” Nabiki begged of the police pokégirl, panting for breath.
Smiling, the OfficerJenny told the girl, “No.”
Eyes going wide, Nabiki practically screamed, “WHAT!?”
Jolie walked over to a large locker in the room and opened it, letting a fold out cot flop down. “You must remained cuffed at least for the first duration...” she told the human woman. “You need to let lose of your tight control... let it flow.” She gave the confused girl a comforting smile. “Trust Ranma, trust me but trust him most of all. Let him kiss you, ravish you, make you feel everything you’ve desired for the years you pent up all your emotion... then I’ll release the cuffs.”
For a long pause, Nabiki just stared at the woman. “You want me to let him have a go at me?” She frowned. “What I’ve desired is to be the one in charge!”
The police pokégirl crossed her arms over her chest. “And what did you get from your life of trying to be in charge? Did it make you feel better?”
“Yes!” Nabiki shouted... and winced as the woman still stared at her. Buckling under the gaze, she admitted in a whisper, “Okay, only some of the time...”
“Then let go of your need to control and trust in someone else to be in control and not screw-” she caught herself. “Well, to not betray you as I admit you will be screwed... rather nicely too.” The police pokégirl was speaking from experience there. He was a perfect ‘10’ all right...
“Nabs...” he called the woman by her long-almost forgotten pet-name, a hand stroking her hair. “Please... I want this... I want to make you happy. I failed to keep my word and...” he sighed. “You know my code. I don’t like favors unpaid anymore than you...”
Closing her eyes, Nabiki let off a small sigh. “Treat me like a virgin.”
Ranma had to blink his eyes to that. “Huh?”
“I want it to feel like my first time...” the often-mercenary woman told him seriously. “Also... I want you to blow my mind!” She stared at him with soft, needy eyes. “Please love me...”
Hugging her tightly within his arms, Ranma kissed her again; pouring every ounce of experience he had with intimate kissing to convey himself to Nabiki. While he was kissing her, he lifted her up in his arms bridal-style, carrying her over to the cot.
Being laid back against the surface of the canvas, Nabiki shivered lightly. She knew this would be it. Saotome would be giving it to her as she desired... and it scared her. She was so pissed with him and yet she wanted this, wanted him to do it...
What the hell was wrong with her hormones? With her damned emotions!?
Breaking the kiss, Ranma licked his lips and looked into the middle Tendo sister’s eyes. “Nabiki?”
Swallowing to try and ease her throat enough to allow her to speak, the young woman with the pageboy haircut managed to whisper, “Yes?”
“Are you ready?” The pigtailed martial artist asked caringly. He didn’t want to spook her more than she’d been feeling as of late, what with the trip through dimensions and now finding out they were lost grade school sweethearts. It wouldn’t set well with his conscious and more importantly, he didn’t want to traumatize her further on some level he wouldn’t be able to fix.
Taking a deep breath, the brunette woman slowly exhaled. “Yes...” she gave her answer in a soft, almost hesitant voice. This was important to her but she was very worried about what was to take place.
Nodding his head, Ranma again wanted verification. He did not want to screw this up. “Positive?”
“I am,” the woman said as she looked Ranma in the eyes. “Look would you just... do something before I do lose my nerve!?” Nabiki chided him. This was hard enough for her as it was and him making her second-guess herself was pissing her off again.
Nodding his head quickly, the pigtailed martial artist kissed her again, his left hand reaching up and gently stroking her hair, knowing slow and steady would work best for the Tendo sister AND his own nerves.
Her eyes closing shut, Nabiki leaned into the kiss, that sensation of fluttering butterflies still raging in her stomach. However, it began to feel a less apprehensive and more of a welcome sensation. “Mmm...” she moaned into the kiss.
After a solid minute of locking lips, the raven-haired Pokégirl Tamer softly broke the kiss. “Nabs... I know that just doing this won’t fully make up for it all but I want you to know... you’ll have my best.”
Nabiki didn't know why but his words felt reassuring. She raised her arms when she felt him tugging on the hem of her shirt, helping him remove it. When she had flashed him her breast to show off the clothespin she had held her cool, yet here she was now, blushing brighter than a tomato. It was amazing the flip in her personality... but she knew the reason. Her confidence had taken a solid nose-dive with the recent revelation and it was going to take time to get it back... hopefully Ranma was truthful in his endeavor and would help her get it back.
She frowned as they hit a snag. They had trouble lifting the shirt up enough to get it off her body. Damned handcuffs!
Giving the shirt one more futile tug, the pigtailed martial artist chuckled nervously. “Uh... this, ah... I think... ah, here we go.” He chuckle a bit more as he finally got the shirt off...
...Or so he thought. It was dangling off the sides of the cuffs. “Aw crap...”
Turning her head, the middle Tendo sister glared at the police pokégirl. “Do I REALLY need these cuffs?” Nabiki asked, irritation clear in her voice.
The OfficerJenny nodded her head. “Yes.” She grinned at the shared look on faces of the two lovers-to-be. “Go on and don’t worry...” she made a motion with her hands to try and get them to continue.
Rolling her eyes, the middle Tendo sister shook her head side-to-side for a moment. Taking a deep breath, the brunette looked into the male's eyes. “Ranma?” She asked him. “Would you remove my bra?”
Nodding his head energetically, the fighter-turned-Tamer replied, “Sure thing!” Looking at her, he had to ask, “Um... won’t the cuffs cause problems too?”
Looking down at her ample bosom, the brunette told Ranma, “Mine’s strapless.”
“Oh I see,” the pigtailed teenager replied. “Convenient,” he mused to himself as he reached around for the back.
The normally controlling woman grinned as she felt his fingers fumble behind her. “It’s a front-clasp.”
Looking down at the small button that had been hidden by her cleavage, all he could say was, “Oops.” Bringing his hands around to undo the small clasp, he peeled the cloth material off of her before tossing it aside; his eyes locked onto her exposed breasts. While he had a brief flash before, he didn’t get to take notice of the details he was getting an excellent view of now. Her breasts were very nicely shaped. They weren’t on the large side like Kasumi, Asrial or some of the pokégirls he’d seen but they were very well sized and topped with brown areolas that looked good enough to nibble on. Grinning, he brought his face into her cleavage, tracing little kisses between her breasts.
Seeing the expression on Ranma’s face and then having him nuzzle her, Nabiki smiled despite how she was feeling. It was giving her back some confidence; almost a feel of déjŕ vu. “So are you going to do more besides kiss?” She asked, trying to control the shivers that went up her back as he kissed.
The woman got no verbal response but she indeed got an answer. Ranma wrapped his lips around a sensitive nipple and begins to suckle at it. The tip of his warm, wet tongue flicked across the tip of the hardening nub, causing her to gasp and a small moan escaped past her lips. Ranma’s hands then cupped both of her breasts, his fingers gently squeezing her fleshy orbs as he suckled
As this was happening, Jolie smiled from the corner keeping quiet as she watched.
Shivering as she felt his hands grasping around her mammaries, the middle Tendo daughter bit her lower lip, trying to stifle the moans that such actions were trying to illicit from her. Damn, those martial arts! They made his hands so GOOD!
Finally, he gently released the breast he had been snacking on before switched over to do the same for the other. His right hand moved up to pinch and roll her nipple between his thumb and index finger, continuing to give stimulus to the region while he was suckling.
Nabiki’s eyes went wide. “H-holy shit! He’s only had sex so many times and he’s improved THIS MUCH!?” Nabiki thought, sure he was still bumbling on certain things. Yet as she was feeling, his hand-work was proving first class. As his mouth worked and succeeded in enticing her breasts to be swollen and her peaks hard, she felt a stirring wetness creep into her panties. “Mmm... it’s...” she gasped. “It’s been a long time since I felt someone make become wet like this...”
“Really?” Ranma asked. “Who did it for you?” He wasn’t feeling jealous or awkward at hearing that, he was simply curious. As far as he knew, Nabiki had no one in her life. Who else had been able to make her feel good like this before he got a turn?
The woman gasped as he continued his ministrations while he expected an answer from her. “A guy I... ngh...” Nabiki bit her lower lip. “A guy I dated briefly, the last one before I gave it up...” she squirmed. “I’ll tell you more later, just... don’t stop!” She brought her arms down around his head, holding him against her chest.
The raven-haired martial artist nodded his head against her breast. “Okay,” he replied as he kissed between her breasts, his hands traveling down. At least here he wouldn’t have to deal with cuffs. He reached to untie her shoes and slip them off before reaches for her the button of the jean she was wearing. “May I?”
“Sure...” Nabiki replied, shivering in delight as he undid the button and then fly of her jeans before simply slipping the oversized garment off. As he was doing this, she couldn’t understand why was she enjoying this, being so... being so vulnerable... so wanton?
Looking down at the exposed legs as he relieved her of her jeans, Ranma had to admit she had nice legs... hell, she had AWESOME legs. Smooth-skinned, obvious tone... and she had length! Kami! Those exercises she always did really paid off!
And it was looking at her legs that he saw her panties. “...Where did you find the time to get a thong?” He asked seriously. The martial artist was pretty sure he would have remembered seeing that somewhere before.
The woman grinned rather deviously at his expression. “I snatched a pair while I was going to try on that lingerie piece at AsS-Mart. I put it on and gave that clerk the price tag to add it to the tally,” She explained.
Bringing his left hand down between her legs, Ranma gently rubbed the front of her panties. A small smile crept onto his face as he watched her squirm. “As nice as they are, these need to come off too.”
Nabiki blushed, almost telling him to stop but held back as she watched him grip the g-string of the thong and pull it down roughly. Like Kasumi she had curly brown curls but unlike her sister, she had shaved off more, leaving a very thin trimmed ‘v’. The upside was her puffy vaginal lips were on display with a lot more detail. She quivered as he gently pet her there before his lips were on hers again, only this time his kiss was more confident. She moaned for him into their kiss, especially as his hand continued to expertly play with her neither-lips.
Officer Jolie smiled as she watched the intimate interaction between the two humans. She was proud of herself and her decision. She knew this was the right course of action to follow and it was proving to be quite entertaining as well. Licking her lips, the police pokégirl clenched her legs together. By the Thousand Gods, she was looking forward to her turn!
Finally, the middle Tendo broke the kiss, squirming as he continued to assault her with pleasure. “Mmmngh... R-Ranma...” she gasped for air. “Don’t stop...” Nabiki whimpered as his fingers had gotten bolder. He was now stroking two inside her heat, making obscene squelching noises.
That comment made the pigtailed martial artist smirk. “Like I intended to stop,” he breathes against her lips. He then kissed her cheek. His lips reaching her ear, he whispered, “If your hands weren’t bound, I’d let you see how hot you’re making me.”
Blinking her eyes, that surprised the brunette. “But...” she gasped as his fingers dove in further. “I haven’t done anything...”
Ranma smiled widely. “Who said you needed to, Nabs?” He told her before he resumed kissing down her neck, his right hand reaching down to try and undo the sash of his pants. Come to think of it, perhaps he should look into some other fashion while he was here... something that would make it easier to get undressed when necessary.
Cooing in delight, the OfficerJenny leaned forward in her seat. She looked at the Pokégirl Tamer’s exposed member with eager eyes. Just because she had to refrain herself didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy what was going on.
Yes, voyeurism was alive and well in this world.
Needless to say, Nabiki’s eyes widened at the sight of his cock. She’d caught glimpses and even watched a bit of the DVD, but this was life and Ranma looked more vivid in the flesh. “Holy shit!” She screamed in shock. “How is-ahhh!” She gasped, looking down to see him pleasing her pussy. In her spaced-out moment, he was kneeling between her legs and kissing her labial folds. Finally, he started pushing his tongue inside of her and repeated the motions as he slide in, then out until he’d perfected it into a smooth piston-like motion.
Pupils dilating to the size of pin-pricks, Nabiki lost it. Her cries, once meek and a mere whimper were now loud shrieks. Yes, she hadn’t had good oral in ages and damned if good head didn’t press her buttons! “OH KAMI-SAMA!” The most mercenary of the Tendo daughters screamed out as she reared her head back. She winced as she realized she did that rather hard when the back of her head hit the wall, but damn if it wasn’t incredible! His tongue was so flexible! If this had to do with Ranma’s time training under that ass Picolet Charadin, she’d thank the damned Frog the first chance she got if they ever managed to get back home!
Ranma felt proud of himself when he heard Nabiki’s cries reach higher and higher decibel levels, a mix of incoherent moans and cries and pleas for him to make her feel good. He moved his hands around, softly cupping her ass and holding her lower end up closer to his mouth, allowing him to align his face with her slit. Such a position allowed his tongue to go as deep as he could while his nose kept bumping her clit.
“Ahh... fuck... fuck... fuuuuuck...” Nabiki hissed/moaned while writhing back and forth on the cot. “D-don’t stop!” She begged. “Please! Please make me cum! I want you to make me cum!” She continued to cry out in need as his tongue moved about inside of her vaginal passage in such incredible ways.
Suddenly feeling a bit devious Ranma stopped or more precisely, he just kissed the insides of her thighs. “Is that all?” He asked in a quiet voice.
Shaking her head, the woman shouted, “N-no! I... I want-”
Interrupting her, Ranma asked, “What do you want Nabs? Say it and I’ll make it cum true.”
Ignoring his attempt at making a pun she practically shouted, “I want you to make love to me, treat me like a woman, make me cum as your lover and then fuck me raw! I want it both ways! I... I want... I want you!” There, she said it! Happy now, whatever twisted Gods were behind this world!?
As if to answer her, Ranma stood up and began to slowly strip out of the rest of his clothing, showing his body off to the woman. His frame was lithe yet with defined muscle, definitely athletic.
Oh yes, the thousand gods were happy with Nabiki, what with the bounty she was about to receive...
Seeing him poise himself over her body, Nabiki felt trepidation. Not from incoming pain, she was past the physical status of a virgin but that there would be not turning back. Her heart was being opened. Would Ranma truly heal it, half-ass his attempt or destroy her? She couldn’t bring her icy front back up, the instinct was gone, the wall she’d erected blown apart as if by a Bakusei Tenketsu attack from her most repressed emotional aspects. She was laid before Ranma and there was no turning back.
And she didn’t want to, even if she didn’t fully comprehend it.
“Take me...” she whispered, a slow yelp leaving her mouth as she felt the hot-blooded head of his dick pressing against her heat. Slowly, she felt him push into her, first the entire angry head, the shaft and then every inch of the dick was inside her. His hips pressed into hers, his balls rested against her ass as every single inch of Ranma Saotome was buried inside of her.
Oh yes, her sister was right. Bareback DID feel better than using condoms.
Looking over Nabiki, Ranma couldn’t help but feel the sweat trickle down his brow. Truth be told, as much as he wanted this, he was nervous. He wanted so badly to do this right for Nabiki, to make her feel as she always wanted. His could feel her folds practically throbbing around his own pulsing dick. She was hot and wet there, her flesh very pliable against his own yet making sure to add such a certain resistance.
It was heaven... and he wanted to make sure he returned the favor.
“You look like you’re thinking I’ll break,” the middle Tendo sister mused, cutting the fog of silence.
Nodding his head, Ranma told her, “I... don’t wanna screw this up... for you.”
That just made the woman smile happily. “C’mere,” She beckoned him to her. Oh, how she wanted to hug him but there were the DAMNED cuffs! Still, she leaned her head instead to kiss him. “I trust you... love me Ranma... love me.”
Nodding his head, the pigtailed martial artist slid his hands up and down along the sides of Nabiki’s body, feeling up along her smooth and perfect skink. He tilted his head, giving her neck little licks and kisses, starting to add nips as he began to move his member back in her folds, pulling back slowly until only the head was still between her labial folds... and then he suddenly thrust back in to the hilt!
Eyes going wide for a moment, Nabiki’s body shuddered before a loud moan exited her lips. Damn it, these handcuffs sucked! She wanted to hold him, to join in but she was fully at his mercy...and somehow it didn’t seem as bad as it did once before. “Mmm... more...”
The raven-haired martial artist nodded his head wordlessly as he began to slightly pick up the pace, releasing a small series of grunts past his lips as he started to move faster and with more confidence in the position they had.
Nabiki was absolutely tingling; her toes curled as she felt the intrusion of Ranma’s dick stir her folds in ways she hadn’t felt in years! (No, the vine raping by that Plant-type pokégirl didn’t count since it wasn’t consensual!)
Looking over Nabiki, the Asian martial artist couldn’t help but stare at her gainaxing breasts as they bounced with each plunge of his member into her sweet cunny. Kami-sama! She had such a perfectly proportioned body and he loved the color of her nipples. There was something about that dark tan that really aroused him, made him pump faster and faster!
From the furious fucking she was getting, Nabiki cried out more and more. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him to her more insistently, (since her hands were out of the question) and further convey her want and need for him. “Nghhh! Ranma!” She gasped out. “More! Deeper! I... it feels so damn good! More... more! I can feel you inside me stirring me up!”
Ranma grunted got breath. “I... I feel it too... Nabiki!” He managed to reply between gasps of air. His hands moved from the sides of her body to her breasts, now caressing them slowly, thumbs rolling around her nipples and getting a good feel of her areolas. He was immensely enjoying the sensations of just touching her and it was transferring to his hormones if the diamond-hard state of his dick was any indication.
Biting her lower lip, the brunette could feel as the cascading sensations started to overwhelm her. That had been building up steadily since her confession and now with this sexually charged jaunt, she felt everything focusing on one point: her impending orgasm. It was going to be something. “C-cumming! I’m gonna cum!” She started to cry out between quick gasps of breath as her lover continued to slam his dick deep into her again and again. “Please! Please cum with me! Flood my body with your sweet cream! I want it I want it so badly...” she whimpered. Kami-sama! She felt so weak but yet so good!
Hearing her cries and whimpers, the pigtailed Pokégirl Tamer replied with a firm nod of his head, as his mouth was busy breathing deeply for air. His eyes looking into hers with such intensity, Ranma bucked his hips with speeds that were damned close to the Katchu Tenshin Amaguriken! He was plunging into her depths with such force and speed to not only get her off but get him to his own orgasm.
Banging her head softly into the cot, Nabiki was like a bow being pulled to the limit. “HARDER!! More! Mooore!! Ranma! More!” She screamed, panting for breath quickly as she could feel herself riding her peak. “I... want.... want... yes... yes... that’s it! Yes! YESSSSSSSSSS!” She screamed at the top of her lungs as her sweet, sweet release slammed into her. Literally and figuratively as Ranma slammed his length into her just as her orgasm hit. From his own cries it was obvious to the mercenary Tendo that he bottomed out as well. Nabiki could feel him pulse inside her as something hot and sticky splashing inside her cunt. It could only be Ranma’s cum, the sweet cum she wanted burning inside her body so badly. Added that the hot the tip of his ejaculating dick was still rubbing her G-spot with hot cum pouring out, that really did a whammy on one’s pleasure centers!
His hips moving as he continued to slam into the woman in mid-orgasm, Ranma watched as Nabiki under him was a writhing moaning, blissed out mess as she twitched and wrapped her legs tighter around him. “Ngh!” He grunted quickly to get much needed breath. “Nabs! You... okay?”
Nodding her head as her body jolted with each slam of his hips into her depths, the middle Tendo daughter moaned, “So hot...” she licked her lips. “I feel so warm...” she whimpered, leaning her head up to look at him. She wanted to hug him, hold him but those damn the cuffs got in the way again!
Getting what she wanted, Ranma leaned in to kiss her on the lips, their tongues dueling in each other’s mouths.
Gawking at the sight before her, Jolie could only whisper, “Eleven... he’s got to be an ‘Eleven’!” She couldn’t believe it but that performance was better than a ‘Ten’! She didn’t think that was humanly possible! Oh by the thousand gods, she was getting wet!
Breaking the kiss, Ranma panted a bit for breath, holding his current lover close to him as he looked into her eyes. “Feel... better?” He managed to ask her, while giving her a much needed Saotome smile.
Panting deeply for much needed air, Nabiki couldn’t help smile. Not her usual smirk but... a smile both she and Ranma could vaguely remember her having from all those years ago christening her face. “I feel... whole...” she gasped out.
And then that smile became her usual, devious smirk. “Mine!” The most mercenary of the Tendo daughters shouted with a tone playful greediness, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist keeping him firmly inside of her.
Although he was surprised by the sudden shift in her attitude, Ranma grinned widely. “Oh, you’re gonna get it, Nabs!”
“He’s ri~iiight...” Officer Jolie sing-songed. Oh she wanted in but she’d wait. “He owes you hard now,” the police pokégirl told her with a huge grin as she removed Nabiki’s handcuffs long enough so the girl could remove her shirt in full...
...Right before slapping the handcuffs back on, this time, catching the Tendo girl’s arms behind her back.
Snapping her head to the side to stare at the OfficerJenny, the Tendo girl shrieked, “What the hell?” She struggled a bit, cursing to herself. “Oh, come on!!” She whined. She wanted to take more of a role in what was going on, damn it!
Grinning at the woman’s predicament, the police pokégirl told her, “Next time, I promise but not yet.” Jolie winked at her before she moved over to the raven-haired martial artist, whispering into his ear.
Listening for a moment, Ranma slowly smiled, rather liking the woman’s idea. Smirking at the Tendo sister, he grabbed onto Nabiki’s hips and rolled her over onto her front.
“W-what the?” She cried out, her upper torso being angled down onto the cot.
Raising an eyebrow at the woman’s actions, Ranma asked her, “Never done doggy-style have we?” Of course, he knew if one of the Cat-types have been there, they’d have proclaimed it ‘kitty-style’.
Shivering a little at Ranma’s dominant attitude, the Tendo sister admitted, “Just missionary.” She blinked her eyes as she could feel him rubbing his member against her slit. “Wait... you’re-”
“Hard,” Ranma finished for her. “And this position helps I’ve learned.” The pigtailed martial artist remarked coyly.
Struggling a little, Nabiki tried to get another word in but her voice came out a garbled cry as Ranma quickly slid himself back into her, cutting her off as he forced himself into the Tendo woman’s back door.
“NNNGH!” Ranma grunted as the head of his member pierced past the ring of the woman's rosebud. “So freakin’ tight back here, Nabs...” he complimented as he tried to force more into her depths. He was already pretty lubed from his previous orgasm with her but that didn't mean there wouldn't be any resistance...
Her body shuddering in a mix of pleasure and pain, the middle Tendo sister could barely believe what was happening. “Ah!! W-what the fuck!?” Nabiki cried out, trying to look over her shoulder at him. “H-hey! Who said you could do that?” She demanded to know.
Leaning forward, the OfficerJenny replied in lieu of the pigtailed man thrusting into the human girl’s backdoor. “I gave him the suggestion, although he’d best clean up after that. While some girls don’t mind, it’s much more hygienic to clean the piece after anal than getting back to work.”
Nodding his head, Ranma managed to catch his wits long enough to add, “You said you wanted it rough, Nabiki. You’re getting it rough!” With that said, his hands gripped into her ass-cheeks. With better purchase, he managed to push more of his member into her back-door harder.
Her eyes widening to the sides of dinner-plates for a second, Nabiki grit her teeth as there were slight traces of tears at the corners of her eyes. “Nghhh! I... I mean in my pussy damn it!” She squealed as he continued to plow back there. “Gnnnh! Ow, ow, ow!”
Turning to look at the pigtailed Pokégirl Tamer that was living up to his duty and Taming that ass mercilessly, the pokégirl told him, “Take it easy.” Jolie gave Ranma’s ass a pinch to make sure she had his attention. “You have to start delicately, especially if she’s not used to anal. You could really cause damage back there.” Grinning mischievously, she told him, “Once she’s used to it THEN you can ream her good!”
“Ah... all right,” Ranma replied to the OfficerJenny. Leaning over Nabiki and pressing his chest against her back, the raven-haired martial artist moved his mouth close to the woman’s ear. “Sorry, Nabs.” He apologized genuinely before gently nipping on and suckling her earlobe, all the while grinding his member back there as he slowly tried to bottom out into her.
Gritting her teeth, the mercenary Tendo tried to suppress a squeal of pained delight. ‘Ngh! Y-you better make this worth it!” She told him seriously. “A lot of girls told me this SUCKS!” She screamed suddenly as he dove in quickly. While she did feel some pleasure overall, her aversion to something being shoved inside her ass was muffling things a bit.
Hugging her from behind, Ranma did try to make it up to her. He wanted to pleasure the woman further and so started kissing her neck, his left hand reaching down to rub her moist outer-labial folds.
“Mmm...” she sighed in relief, feeling a bit better as he evened out the pace and started to play with her folds. “Ooooh... Ranma.... if this were anyone else, I’d kill them.” She told him seriously. “I trust you,” she told him in a soft whisper. After a few minutes of him plunging back and forth in her ass, she told him, “Fuck me... go ahead.”
Ranma smiled. “Not yet...” he said in a teasing manner. He then used his prowess of the Katchu Tenshin Amaguriken. His hand rubbed her clit at an incredible fast pace, practically buzzing her. She said she wanted it rough and she wanted pleasure so he was trying to combine the two in an interesting sexual experiment.
The brunette was unprepared for that tactic. “AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!” Nabiki screamed out, taken totally by surprise. Her hands balls into fists behind her as she was fucked and toyed with in a most incredible fashion. “Ngh! You t-tease!” She accused. “I’m... gonna... GAH! I’m gonna get you... for this!” She cried out.
Nodding his head, Ranma agreed. “Yes, but later,” he teased back as he continued to rub her clit, all the while simply grinding his hips back and forth, trying to get her to loosen up back there.
Nabiki whined, feeling her body relaxing back there as Ranma did all this to her body. She gasped for breath quickly again when he FINALLY started to pound into her back-door at a faster pace. “Ahh! Ahhhh fuuuuuuuuuck!” She moaned as she could feel him working her closer to orgasm.
The pigtailed martial artist grunted she did feel less tight but it was still more snug than he was used too. However, he didn’t hold back and soon he was pounding away at Nabiki's ass as her screams and cries of pleasure filled the room. With Nabiki’s cries of pleasure egging him on, Ranma stood up straight and really began jack-hammering his dick back and forth in her ass like there was no tomorrow. He got so into it, he even gave Nabiki a slap across her ass with his right hand.
“AAAHHHH!” Nabiki screamed out, her body jolting and pressing against the bed as her ass was plundered with such force. “H-harder!” She cried out.
Raising an eyebrow, Ranma was surprised to her that request. She wanted it harder? Okay! Raising his right hand up, Ranma finally brought it down upon her ass with a powerful and loud-
*SMACK*!
Rearing her head back and off the bed, the middle Tendo daughter screamed, “MORE!! Fuck me you, ass-happy bastard!”
Nodding his head, the Asian martial artist continued to give it to her. He slapped her ass again and again, all the while fucking her harder and faster.
Needless to say, Nabiki screamed louder and louder as she finally came and HARD. She fell down onto the cot completely, panting heavily for much needed air. She groaned as she felt Ranma pull out as she just lay on the canvas material of the cot.
Seeing the human woman orgasm once more, Jolie walked over to the post-orgasmic pair with a canister. She opened the container, revealing wet disinfectant wipes and helped Ranma clean off his dick, not that he had any foreign matter but best to stay safe and hygienic. “She’s ready for round two.”
The human woman blinked her eyes at that comment. “Round twooOOOHHH!” Nabiki moaned as Ranma now was back to plugging her pussy, ramming into her without abandon. “AH! AHHHH! FUCK!” The brunette cried out in passion. She was barely getting over her last orgasm and now he was triggering another one!
Ranma grunted as he continued to slam back and forth in her cunt with such force. “You like that, Nabs? Like my dick fucking you harder than you’ve ever been fucked before?” He had to admit, he was really getting into this... and her.
“Yes, YESS!” She screamed her answer. “I love it! I love it! Ngh!” She grunted at a particularly pleasurable thrust into her depths. “I want... I want you to fuck me as hard as you can! Fuck me raw!!” She practically screeched.
Back in her seat in the corner, Jolie had two fingers probing her own depths while she was groping a breast through her half opened blouse. After cleaning Ranma, she’d gone back to enjoying the view. “I hope they don’t take much longer. I sooo need it now!” The OfficerJenny thought with need. Oh she liked helping people, (she was programmed to) but she was a woman and a woman with wants and needs!
Grinning at the effect his efforts were having on the woman, Ranma was feeling damn pleased with himself. “Yes!” The martial artist shouted out as he continued to fuck her with doubled efforts, his hips starting to blur as they had earlier as he pounds her pussy with speed and strength that could only be honed from years of training in the martial arts religiously.
With all the pleasure storming through her senses, Nabiki’s head was spinning. This was so good, far from what she ever imagined possible and yet everything she could have hoped for! “K-kami-sama!” The woman being fucked to the high heavens gasped out. “I’m gonna cum again! C-cum with me! Fuck me, fuuuck Ranmamaaaaaaaaa!” She screamed into the cot as her orgasm tore through, her vaginal folds clamping down around his dick in a vice-like grip.
Continuing to jackhammer into the woman all throughout her orgasm, the pigtailed man’s body was covered in a sheen of sweat as he was really pushing himself. “NGH... Nabs...” Ranma gasped as he reached his limit. “Take it... all!” He practically roared out, pushing his hips against hers as his own release finally overtook him, his load shooting with incredible force into her pussy for the second time.
Nabiki panted for breath, her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth as she was filled while slowly coming down from her orgasmic high. “Oooooh...” she moaned happily. “So gooood...”
Panting for breath, Ranma slowly nodded his head as he lay atop of the middle Tendo sister. “Kami-sama... you feel so good, Nabichan...” he praised, nuzzling his face into the back of her neck. Oh yes, that was definitely incredible... and oddly enough, probably the first time sex didn’t feel some level of awkwardness. To think, it would be sex with NABIKI of all people that didn’t feel like anything was off...
Feeling her lover nuzzle her neck, the middle Tendo sister smiled. “C’mere...” she mumbled, craning her head to him.
Seeing she wanted a kiss he leaned his head forward, pressing his body against hers to give it. Ranma held the lip-lock with Nabiki, starting simple and then using tongue, dueling in her mouth with hers for a good number of minutes before finally breaking it off. “You feel good?” He asked.
Looking up into his eyes, Nabiki grinned. “I want more,” she admitted bluntly. “I’m on a high that... defies even winning money. There I said it.”
Smiling wider at hearing that, the raven-haired heir of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts stood up, taking her with him so they were sitting on the cot, her in his lap, (and him still inside of her).
Cuddling up to Ranma, the woman let off a contented sigh. Finally, the brunette looked towards the policewoman. “Can I finally get these cuffs off?” She asked.
The OfficerJenny considered this. “That depends...” she said in a whisper. Standing up, the heavily perspiring pokégirl was undoing the buttons of her shirt. “May I please join in... I SO need it!”
Eyes going wide, Ranma could only stare at the trickle of fluid that was streaming down both her legs. Holy crap! She really needed it!
Carefully, Nabiki eyed the Jenny’s state. She smirked as she told her, “Sure. Why the hell not?” Her eyes suddenly narrowed. “However, the cuffs come off or no cock!” She grinned deviously, using her lower muscle control to grip Ranma’s pride while it was still imbedded in her.
Ranma gasped and groaned at the treatment the girl with the pageboy hair-style was giving him.
Nodding her head, the bluenette licked her lips. “Mmmhmm... I can do that... but first...” the Jenny whispered as she got onto her knees before the duo on cot. She then put her head between their legs and starts to sensually lick up the residue from their mutual orgasm.
“Aaahhhh!” Nabiki gasped out, her ears catching onto Ranma doing the same behind her. This police pokégirl knew how to use her tongue!
Moaning happily, the policewoman lived up to her group’s motto of ‘Protect and Service’, she served the pair of humans as only a pokégirl could. She licked along the length of Ranma’s dick before getting into the crevices of the woman’s pussy even as it was stuffed full of that wonderful man-meat. She then carefully pulled Ranma’s pride free and a rush of plugged up splooge rushed out, which she happily started to slurp down, feeling the sweet relief it gave her.
Leaning her head back, the brunette moaned at the wonderful pleasure. “Nghh! Oh fuck... fuck! So goooood!” Nabiki cooed in pleasure. Even with so many orgasms, her body couldn’t seem to get enough. She wished her hands were free or at the very least handcuffed in front of her, so she could grab the back of the blue-tressed pokégirl’s head and held her there, all the while moaning. “Yessss...eat the Ranma cum, slut!”
Watching the two, Ranma shuddered. Even though he knew he’d need some energy to go another round, he was certainly enjoy what he was seeing...
*BAM*!
*BAM*!
*BAM*!
*BAM*!
*BAM*!
*BAM*!!!
All three people inside the interrogation run turned their heads toward the reinforced door. A barricade that was starting to give way with sudden slams and vocal cursing coming from the other side
“Jolie, you BITCH! No fair hogging him!”
“The girl got a go and you had one last night! It’s our turns!”
“Come on and share already! Some of us haven’t had any in weeks!”
“Open up in the name of the law!”
“At least share the fucking dress you got from the evidence locker!”
Raising a hand up, Jolie groaned as she slapped herself on the face. “Aw crap...”
Blinking her eyes the middle Tendo sister was stunned by what was suddenly going on. “Wait! How do they know what’s...” Nabiki trailed off as realization hit. She turned her head and eyed Officer Jolie. “You neglected to mention you had cameras...”
The police pokégirl let off a heavy sigh. “It’s an interrogation room... it kind of slipped my mind.” She frowned. “They also usually don’t turn them on unless there’s a criminal to process...”
“You seem to forget that this is a police station full of curious and horny pokégirls and women,” Nabiki deadpanned.
Nodding her head, Jolie mentally admitted, “At least they don’t know about the one-way glass wall...” she looked to said mirror and chuckled nervously.
Hearing the chuckle made Nabiki frown. “Can they beat the door down?”
Shaking her head, the police pokégirl told them, “No, the door can handle blows from enhanced strength multiplier of ten and we Jennys are a six. “However, there is an emergency override on the bolts...” Jolie sighed heavily. “They’ll get in...”
“And we’ll be mobbed,” the brunette surmised. “Ranma especially,” Nabiki muttered to herself. Damn horny bitches! What was with pokégirl libidos anyway?
Rubbing his chin in thought, the pigtailed martial artist considered their predicament. There had to be a way out. Think Saotome, THINK! This is what you lived for! Thinking on the fly in combat/danger situations!
And indeed, the little light-bulb inside the pigtailed teenager’s head actually flickered on with an idea. “Ah-ha! Jolie!” He shouted at the OfficerJenny. “Do you know where the cameras are in the room?”
Nodding her head, the blue-tressed pokégirl replied, “Yeah. Right there.” She pointed over to what looked like a harmless coffee maker.
Looking over at the device, Ranma then again turned to look at the OfficerJenny. “Is there a blind spot?”
“Just at the corner by door coming in,” Jolie told him. Even if she moved the coffee maker, there was limited area that was out of someone’s view. “Why?”
Smiling with cunning and confidence, Ranma stood up, gathering his discarded outfit. “Get your clothes girls. I got a way outta this mess!”
Nodding her head, Officer Jolie went to gather her panties and the woman’s clothing. She was interested in what he was going to try.
Nabiki was also interested as Jolie undid her handcuffs so she could grab her clothing from her. “What are you proposing?”
Smirking, all Ranma told her was, “Oh... you’ll see.”
About five minutes later, the doors to the interrogation room burst open, several Jennys and a pair of Growlies rushing in. They came to a screeching halt, all blinking their eyes and look around the empty room. “Where’d they go!?” The lead OfficerJenny shouted.
Looking around, another OfficerJenny was staring wide-eyed. “No way... there was no other way in or out!!”
Turning around quickly on the Jenny that just spoke, the lead pokégirl of the group shouted/demanded to know, “We have a hole in security!?”
Hear ears falling back, a black-striped, red-furred canine pokégirl whined. “Shit. I wanted that Class Eleven Taming!”
At the apartment of Officer Jolie, the doors opened wide, the OfficerJenny allowing the humans entrance into her home. “I’m still impressed by what you did, Ranma,” the blue-haired police pokégirl praised. “How did you do that Umi... Umi...” she frowned. She wasn’t good with Edo-tongue.
Smiling at her, Ranma offered, “Umiseiken?”
Nodding her head, the OfficerJenny closed the door behind the two humans once they entered her home. “Yeah, that’s it. The Umiseiken technique.”
Turning about to look at Ranma, the brunette woman looked him over with a curious expression. “You know, I thought you resealed that art. So what gives, Saotome?” Nabiki asked curiously. Not that she blamed him, such would be useful in this world when need came to it.
Looking over at Nabiki, the pigtailed martial artist admitted, “I did reseal the scrolls of the Umiseiken and Yamaseiken but that doesn’t mean I forgot how to perform the stuff on them.” Ranma sighed. “Besides, as I see it, that promise is also kinda moot in this world. The Goshin Dai Ryusei Fu will be of great help to us in this word and we need any edge we can get.”
“No argument here,” Nabiki replied. Raising her arms, she stretched a bit to get the kinks out of her back as she eyed the apartment. Small but not claustrophobic, clean and economic and most importantly it looked lived in rather than brand-new. From experience, she found it was the people with no personalities you should look out for. Finally, she told the Jenny, “Not a bad place you have here.”
Smiling a bit at the praise, the OfficerJenny tried to wave it off. “What can I say? It’s home.” She smiled widely as she motioned further into the apartment. “Now this way to the bedroom!” Yes, there was no way she could pass up the chance for another Taming.
Realizing what the woman wanted, the pigtailed martial artist knew what he needed to keep up with all of this. “Hey, Jolie! Mind if I swipe an energy drink?” He at least hoped she had such on hand.
Giving Ranma a smile that would let him know he was right, the uniformed pokégirl told him, “Oooh yes! I have a few in the fridge in fact,” Jolie told him as she gently grabbed Nabiki’s hand, leading her towards the bedroom. “Take five Tamer Saotome, you deserved this small break. We’ll call you when ready.”
Surprised by the action, Nabiki blinked her eyes as the police pokégirl grabbed her wrists. The words that Officer Jolie also said caught the human woman’s attention. “And what are we going to be doing in the meantime?” She asked as the bluenette was leading her to the bedroom.
Shutting the door behind them, Jolie turned to the woman. Giving her a smile, she answered, “Simple. We’re going to get all sexy so he’ll be randy and ready to pounce on us when we open this door again to invite him in.”
Considering that for a moment, Nabiki smirked. She did like taking control of a situation. “Hmm... I don’t oppose that but how?”
Walking over to the set of doors in her room opposite the entrance, Jolie opened her closet, revealing numerous sets of lingerie and various outfits.
Needless to say, the woman raised an eyebrow. “Ahhh...” the most mercenary of the Tendo sisters replied as she looked the closet over. “And how did you manage all this? I doubt that you'd afford all of this on a policewoman's salary... no offense, I just get the feeling they won't pay pokégirls much, especially when it's their breed's purpose to be officers of the law." She had read up about the history of the OfficerJenny breed.
Grinning a small, embarrassed smile, the bluenette pokégirl replied, “Would you believe the evidence locker? More Tamers and their harems go missing than we like to think about... and after a three year grace period... well, protocol says that all of the electronics are to go back to the League and other amenities burned but often it gets spread about the girls at the force.” And there was quite a bit one could collect working in a police station over the years. Tamers tried to live kinky, erotic lifestyles and tried to do what they could to make their pokégirls the sex-toys they were. Atop of that, around 60% of all Tamers ended up dead within three-to-five years of starting their journeys, leaving so much behind, often with no relatives to send the goods back to. So yes, there was much to claim within the evidence locker, it was just a matter of beating out the other girls to the goods.
Nabiki nodded her head to that explanation. She could understand that, waste not, want not after all. “That’s fine. I’ve taken advantage of police auctions myself.” It was how she got a number of goods for the kitchen for Kasumi’s use and some of her own personal wardrobe. “It would be a waste to not take in these dresses,” the human woman mused, picking out a rather skimpy g-string set. “This is revealing... and kinky.”
The OfficerJenny nodded her head firmly in agreement with the woman. “It is... and I think red with black outline would suit your very well...” she smirked. “I know I’d take a strap-on to you in a second if you were wearing it.”
Searching through the closet for a bit, the middle Tendo sibling finally told her, “Let’s... put a raincheck on that. I prefer real meat,” Nabiki added firmly. “Hmmm... I think this would suit you.” Nabiki pulled out a satin teal slip.
Jolie leaned over and looked at the off-blue satin lingerie item. “Oh, I do think that one would suit you well too...” she smirked. “Sexy boss appeal, right?”
Hearing that, Nabiki thought back to the little number she had tried on at the AsS-Mart. Ranma made a similar comment that time. “Got anything in leather?”
Outside Ranma sat at the table kicking back an energy drink and a bag of snacks. “Phew! I needed a quick break,” he told himself as he shook his head. Man, did that hit the spot! Nothing better than Stamina XXX! He wondered what the girls were up too, not that he had to think too much on it given what the expected outcome was. He just hoped they gave him a decent break. After all after this he had four pokégirls that were overdue for Tamings themselves.
Well, one really. Cassandra and Cyan said they could hold off, leaving Alice the only one needing a Taming. So why did he think...
Blushing suddenly, Ranma realized he was thinking of Asrial AS a pokégirl. No! Bad thoughts! Bad, bad thoughts!
Once he cleared his head he did however think maybe Asrial could help with Alice. He had a feeling he’d still be somewhat tired and... something told him Asrial would LOVE to get back at the Shadowcat, especially if he correctly guessed right on all the innuendo that had been going back and forth between them.
Turning his head to a sudden noise, Ranma realized he was hearing the bedroom door open. “Oooh Ranma... you can come in now...” a pair of familiar female voices sing-songed rather seductively.
Needless to say, Ranma blinked his eyes. That sounded too seductive to be good. Picking up the can and chugging the last of the Stamina XXX, he placed the empty can down and wiped his mouth with the back of his right hand. “Better see to it,” he mumbled to himself before finally heading to the bedroom. Bracing himself, he opened the door fully.
What he saw made his jaw drop. The two ladies sat on the edge of the bed. Jolie was wearing a teal slip while Nabiki... she was wearing a red and black leather piece that was rather reminiscent of the ‘sexy boss’ outfit he saw at AsS-Mart. Only this was the ‘sexy boss’ lingerie version, made with less material and just projecting an aura of intense sexuality rather than just dominance.
Ranma could only sum up his thoughts in two words. “Oh mama...”
Tilting her head at that reply, the brunette woman couldn’t help but tease, “Hold that thought on making me a Mama, Saotome. Still, I’ll happily take the intercourse,” Nabiki told him with a sly wink.
It took awhile for the Tendo’s words to register in the pigtailed Pokégirl Tamer’s mind. When it finally hit, Ranma slowly nodded his head in understanding. “Y-you bet!” He managed to respond, his boxers tenting like nobody’s business. His dick was so hard and ready from the sight of the two women, (and the Stamina X drink) that it literally just stabbed through the slit in the front of the boxers.
Both women giggled at the sight. “Oh he’s more than ready,” Jolie said with a smile.
“Uh-huh,” Nabiki agreed. The two now crawling on the carpet towards him, they both grabbed at his pants and pulled them and his boxers down his legs. Each took a side as they began to lick and tease his cock with their tongues, both using a hand to rub the sides of his thighs.
Leaning his head back as he stood there, Ranma shuddered in pleasure, feeling both women going at his cock together was great... and, oh damn, they were kissing each other at times while tonguing his dick! Man, how did he not get into this sex stuff before?
...Oh yeah, back home sex pretty much meant marriage on the spot. And with the choices of women back home, things were pretty grim. Damn, maybe coming to this world WAS the best thing that could’ve happened to him... besides the fact that there were no expectations of him and that his father’s antics had no bearing on him as far as he knew. Although he had a nagging feeling he was knocking on wood in that regard, he was currently focused on the here and now!
Jolie now had her lips solely wrapped around his member, bobbing her head as she began to deep throat him with the skill he experienced during their ‘date’. Meanwhile, Nabiki was busy using her tongue to tease his balls, sucking them on occasion, rolling them on her tongue and repeating the action He also noticed she was bringing her finger near his butt rubbing and...!!
“ACK!” The pigtailed martial artist gasped, his pigtail pointing straight up as a finger slipped into his ass.
Releasing his balls from her mouth, the brunette grinned devilishly up at Ranma. “Payback is a bitch, Ranma-honey,” Nabiki cooed before kissing his balls again, moving the digit back and forth.
Eyes shot wide open as the woman’s digit began to swirl around back there. “Gah! Sh-shit!” Ranma gasped and squirmed as he stood there, having the two women ganging up on him as they pleasured him. Kami, that felt weird! No wonder the girls must’ve taken offense to it...
Poor Ranma... little did he really realize the difference between a finger and his thick, steely man-meat.
Letting his balls fall from her mouth again, the middle Tendo sibling gasped for air. Licking her lips, she turned her head to look over at the OfficerJenny. “Hmmm... you can get first ride if you want,” she offered. After all, she had quite a bit earlier and this pokégirl was probably dying for it.
The pokégirl’s eyes lit up on a child on Yule morning. “YES!” Jolie stopped her sucking and quickly stood. She brought her hands up lowered the top of her slip, freeing her breasts before bringing her hands and removing the panties she wore.
Staring wide-eyed, Ranma could only concentrate on the policewoman. He could see she was soaked as she bent over on the bed, wiggling her ass at him. “Kami...”
The human woman smirked at Ranma’s stunned silence. “Go get her...” Nabiki teased. Removing her finger, she gave the pigtailed martial artist a firm smack on his ass.
Jumping a little at the smack, the pigtailed martial artist looked over his shoulder at the middle Tendo sister. “Oh, I’ll get her all right...” he promised as he walked up to her, giving the pokégirl an appreciative look. “No matter how many times I look at you, I can’t help but think of how gorgeous you are, Jolie...” he praised as his hands rubbed her ass-cheeks.
The pokégirl smiled proudly and happily all at once. “Mmm... thank you, Ranma...” she said, before shivering as his hands gripped her booty in an oh-so-nice way. “Please...” she gasped. “Fuck me, pretty please?”
Reaching over Nabiki pumped his rod, making the raven-haired Tamer gasp again. “Mmmhmm... he will.” She looked up at Ranma and told him to, “Go on.”
Shivering as Nabiki was toying with his firm erection, he had to ask, “Go on and what?”
“This.” Resting a hand on his ass, Nabiki guided his prick to Jolie’s dripping snatch.
Gritting his teeth, Ranma groaned through them. His hands firmly gripped his fingers into the blue-tressed pokégirl’s ass, using the better purchase to help himself slip into her wet and warm heat.
“Mmmmmmmm!” Jolie bit down on her comforter, moaning in delight. Opening her mouth and gasping for air, she couldn’t help but moan in delight. “Ahh yes... ooh... that feels so good...” she cooed happily. “Fuck me! Fuck me hard!” She practically begged, wanting him to give her a Taming that rated an ‘11’ on a scale of 1 to 10!
The pigtailed Pokégirl Tamer responded by giving the woman just what she wanted. He started to plunge his member back and forth in her soaked cunt, making obscene sloshing sounds as his dick easily plundered the depths of her poké-pussy. “Oooh yessss...” he hissed in pleasure. “Feels so goooood.”
Crawling up and onto the bed, the middle Tendo sibling reached out and under the woman to grab the Jenny’s jiggling breasts, giving them a firm squeeze in her grasp. “Your nipples are as hard as rocks. You’re enjoying yourself,” she teased the poor pokégirl that was getting her pussy pounded.
With his cock delving deeper into her with ever more forceful thrusts that were coupled with a very grabby second partner, the police pokégirl moaned louder in pleasure. “Yes, yes yes! He’s fucking me sooo good!” Jolie cried out in ecstasy, aiming her ass up to take it. She gripped the bed-sheets, trying to keep him from sending her flying across the bed as he plunged into her cunny with such force!
Hands grabbing the sides of her hips in a firm grip, Ranma used the better purchase to pound her booty with his hips like there was no tomorrow. His dick throbbed with need as his steely meat continued to piston back and forth in her depths like a jackhammer. He was intent to get off in her and hard!
Crying out in passion, the blue-tressed policewoman slammed her fists onto the bed. “OH FUCK YES!” She cried out, loving every pleasure-filled moment of him fucking her with such power and dominance.
Raising an eyebrow at how the OfficerJenny was taking this, the most mercenary of the Tendo daughters smirked. “I take it you like doggy-style, huh?” Nabiki asked off to the side, still teasing the pokégirl’s breasts.
The OfficerJenny tried to make sense of the woman’s words. When they finally reached through to her brain, she managed to answer, “Yes I do!” She groaned as the male’s cock hit her g-spot in just the right way. “I like all positions but when I want it-ugh-hard, this is the way to go!”
Hearing that, Ranma decided to add a little more ‘roughness’ to the act. Raising his right hand up, he then brought it thundering down as he smacked the policewoman across both her ass-cheeks, all the while plunging his cock inside of her dripping womanhood with abandon.
Of course, the OfficerJenny was thrilled. “AAAHHHHH! Oh, YES!” She screamed out happily. “Spank me! Fuck and spank me!” She begged of him. “I’ve been such a bad OfficerJenny! Punish my poké-pussy! PUNISH IT!”
The brunette had to suppress a laugh. “If she insists...” Nabiki mumbled as she finally released her hold on Jolie’s tits. Getting on her knees, she started to smack the police officer’s ass, almost to the beat of one playing with a set of bongo drums.
The OfficerJenny moaned at the abuse she found herself receiving. The sweet, wonderful dominance they were holding over her. “Oooooh yesss… that’s good!” She cried out happily, enjoying the treatment.
“How about it, Ranma?” Nabiki asked as they continued to Tame the police pokégirl. “I smack, you fuck?”
Nodding his head rapidly, Ranma told her, “I’m good with that!” And so saying, he concentrated his efforts on fucking the kinky police officer with all his might.
Nabiki craned her head as she continued to smack the pokégirl’s ass, getting a good look as Ranma’s dick disappeared into the woman before he pulled it back out, making her neither-lips contort and pull with him before stretching to take it all back in once again. “I’ve seen porn before but this close and live, you can really appreciate one’s anatomy and how it’s built to handle sex,” the woman thought with interest. It wasn’t only stimulating for the body but the mind as well.
Slowly, Jolie drew her nails across the bed. She was crying up a storm as she was finally reaching her limit. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Make me cum!” She screamed out louder. “Yes! Fuck, fuck, FUCK YES!”
Hearing the blue-tressed woman’s cries, Ranma did his best to double his efforts. Admittedly, such was difficult when one was already putting so much strength and speed into it but he was doing his best. Unintentionally, he was proving to the police pokégirl that he was definitely an ‘11’.
Nabiki smiled as she stopped smacking Jolie and rub her red ass. She blinked her eyes as she then watched the pokégirl seize up and scream. She’d finally hit orgasm. Smiling for her, she reached around and down and gives Ranma’s balls a squeeze, wanting to make it better for the policewoman. “Do it, Ranma!” She told him. “Cum all over her!” Oh no, Nabiki wasn’t regaining some of her control streak, not at all... at least, that’s what she kept telling herself.
“FUCK!” Ranma roared in pleasure as he finally came. The most mercenary of the Tendo sisters had surprised him with the action, causing him to go over the edge rather violently. His dick throbbed with such force as the woman’s folds spasmed around it, his balls emptying his seed into her with such force that she could feel her inner depths being pelted by burst after burst of his molten heat.
Feeling the incredible rush of the male’s consciousness-stabilizing warmth flooding into her, Jolie’s eyes rolled into the back of her head. She collapsed down onto her bed, panting deeply to regain control of her breathing. “Oooh... oh yeaah...” she moaned happily. “That’s the goooood shit...” she gasped out, as if having taken a hit from some form of illegal narcotics. After all, to a pokégirl, what greater high was there than an orgasmic one?
Nabiki chuckled, catching some sperm dripping out with her hand. Bringing her greased palm to her face, she slowly licked it up. “Mmm... tast-EEK!”
Staring down at the woman, the OfficerJenny grinned down as she had Nabiki on her back; the over the shoulder-grab and throw quite useful. She then turned around and covered Nabiki’s face with her muff. “If you want it so bad, eat up!” She commanded as she wiggled and ground her cum-filled pussy into the human woman’s face.
“Mrrph? Mmm...” Nabiki struggled for all of two seconds before the smell of fresh cum enticed her to a taste. Soon she was reaching up to hold onto the sides of the OfficerJenny’s hips, eating the pokégirl’s pussy with gusto.
Feeling the woman’s tongue dance around and about, Jolie shivered in delight before lying down atop Nabiki. Undoing the other girl’s panties, she looked up at the pigtailed Pokégirl Tamer. “Ranma... let’s fuck this bitch!” Jolie winked at him before bringing her head down and flicking her tongue across Nabiki’s clit.
Watching what was going on, Ranma gawked as Nabiki just ate out Jolie with gusto. “Holy crap....” he muttered to himself in shock and awe. He found this all to be highly erotic.
Looking up to see him staring at her, Jolie crooked a finger at him, trying to entice him to her.
Noticing the motion, Ranma kneel down, not yet sure what she wanted him to do.
When she had the pigtailed Tamer close, Jolie peeled Nabiki open and inserted a finger before pulling it back out.
Nodding his head, Ranma got it, (or hoped he did). Taking his still pretty erect pride, he shoved it in as he grabbed a hold of Nabiki’s hips.
Raising an eyebrow, the pokégirl was seriously impressed that he could still get it up after all of this. He was definitely what would be a mythical ‘Eleven’. “I was expecting him to help tongue her but this is good too!” Jolie thought as she licked at their conjoined parts while Ranma began to bang his hips into Nabiki’s once again.
Grunting for air to help him keep up with the motions, the raven-haired martial artist continued to thoroughly fuck his fellow dimensionally-displaced compatriot. Kami-sama, there was just something so wonderful and pleasurable about her cunt that made it practically addicting! Damn his old man for screwing things up between him and her so long ago! They could’ve had things go nice and easy when they came to the Tendo Dojo the first time around if he hadn’t...
Shaking his head, Ranma shoved such thoughts aside. Angst over the past later, fuck these two women into submission, (or as much as he dared to handle) first!
Through all the pleasure, Nabiki was moaning up a storm. By now, she’d licked Jolie’s cunt clean of cum but she kept on as she felt Ranma’s dick spear her for the third time, (fourth if you counted her ass). Combined with Jolie’s tongue... it was heaven!
His hands moving forward, Ranma massaged the brunette’s abdominal muscles, enjoying the feel of her body immensely as he continued to fuck her towards oblivion. She was tighter than Jolie but that wasn’t what he was enjoying. No, it was that she had a wetness and warmth all her own that caressed his cock that made him enjoy copulating with her so much.
Seeing how much care he took in fucking the woman, Jolie smiled as she reaches to rub his balls as she ran her tongue along his shaft as he’s was pulling out. “Mmmm... your eyes are so... lit up when you’re fucking her.” She looked up at him with a kind smile. “You really like her, huh?”
A small blush coming to his face, (from both the heavy breathing and the concept) Ranma could only answer the blunette pokégirl by nodding his head as he continued to fuck her.
“Mmm... that’s good to hear,” the police pokégirl said. “She really needs you, more than she’ll admit,” Jolie added before she nibbled on Nabiki’s clit again. She shivered herself as Nabiki was getting insistent with her tonguing. “Mmm...yesss...” she hissed in pleasure. “I’ll cum, dear... but not before you cum... cum all over that fat cock in you.”
Unable to verbally reply, Nabiki just grabbed the bluenette’s ass and went to town on her pussy. In short order her, own orgasm was triggered, her folds CLAMPING down on Ranma with an inescapable force.
Eyes snapping wide open, Ranma could only let out a wordless scream as the pressure for to him. Arching his back and rearing his head backwards, the Asian male just slammed his hips into Nabiki’s own, flooding her cunny with abandon, each thick spurt of his cream streaming down into her depths.
Jolie’s cries joined his as her own orgasm soon followed. Grasping the blankets into her hands, her pussy splashed her fluids onto Nabiki’s face with intense force.
Soon the wave of pleasured died down. Ranma slowly pulled out of the Tendo as Jolie rolled off of Nabiki. Seeing some room on the bed, the pigtailed martial artist finally allowed himself to flop down onto the bed beside Nabiki, all the while panting deeply for breath.
Reversing herself so she was head to head with her lovers, the OfficerJenny smiled widely. “Now that... was fun.” An ‘11’ sort of fun to be precise.
“Even with only a ten minute walk from the police station, I’m still winded from all the sex...” Nabiki mumbled to herself. Still, she looked very satisfied so it wasn’t too much of a drag for her.
Nodding his head, Ranma’s chest was rising and falling as he breathed deeply, feeling rather spent. “I... I think I’m gonna need another... Stamina XXX...” he managed to tell them. “But first... I think a nap’s in order...”
Agreeing with that line of thought, Nabiki told him, “No argument here.”
Although she pouted at hearing the humans were giving in to their fatigue, Jolie had to admit that they had gone at it a lot more than she did today... lucky bastards. “Okay,” she relented. “I admit that a nap does sound good right about now.”
Lying on the bed for a moment, Nabiki turned her head to look at the man lying beside her. “Say, Ranma...?”
“Hmm?” The martial artist ‘asked’ as he cocked his head to look at her.
Turning her body to him, the brunette curled up against his frame. “What happened that day? I just ran into your dad, I saw he had your pack but... I never saw you”
Turning his head to look at Nabiki, Ranma told her, “We were packing up that day to head out for our training trip and dad insisted I went on ahead even though I told him I needed to return the money. He said he’d make sure you got it but...” he sighed. “You know how Pops is and how gullible I was back then.”
The woman let off a depressed sigh. “Figures...” Nabiki grumbled as she shook her head.
Having the decency to blush, Ranma mumbled, “Sorry.”
Nabiki managed to give Ranma a smile. “Like you said you were a kid and gullible, I was once too.” Oh so long ago...
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