[Episode 252067] [Episode 252067]
“What do you think, Ranma-kun? What would be the fitting punishment for their indiscretion?”
Ranma, now sitting cross-legged on the bed (which provided him a modicum of modesty), blinked. What was she trying to do? “Hu... I don’t know. At public baths, peeping toms like Happōsai get beaten up when spotted....”
Cologne clicked her tongue. “That’s for male voyeurs. And just looking at naked people is inconsequential.”
Ranma rolled his eyes. Though it should be no surprise coming from her; just like her great-granddaughter, the woman just never cared much about nudity (in her young form, at least, thankfully).
“Now, spying at a couple being intimate — while they haven’t given their permission to — is much more significant. So... to make thing even... I guess you two should reciprocate for us.”
“Hu?” Linlin and Ranran said in unison.
“Hu?” Ranma added a second later.
Cologne’s eyebrow twitched. “This means, Ranma-kun, that since those two little minxes go a thrill of watching us screwing, then to be fair we have the right to watch them in the same spot.”
“WHAT?” the twins squeaked.
“Huuuu... you sure about that, Co... Ko-chan?” Ranma pondered, catching himself just in time before he’d said her full name before Linlin and Ranran.
Cologne-chan just pulled the two reluctant youngsters inside the room, and they stopped right next to the bed, looking at their feet.
“Why, Ranma-kun...” the older woman said sensually, leaning close to her lover, “aren’t you interested in watching two more Joketsuzoku warriors demeaning themselves for your enjoyment?”
“Well, hu... they’re a bit young for that.” Ranma uncertainly argued. Though, to his great shame, he was starting to feel a bit of excitement at the prospect. He had believed that Cologne-chan wasn’t as sex-crazed as Shampoo... but know, he was starting to suspect she could be worst in some respects.
“Oh? And me who thought that all Japanese men where lolicon fetishists.... But don’t worry, after all they are quite mature by Nyūchezu standards.”
“We’re not going to do anything like that!” Linlin protested, and Ranran nodded emphatically.
“No? But then, I’ll have to tell to that nice old lady Cologne how naughty you two have been... and she will punish you. Is that what you want?”
The twins didn’t answer. They glanced at each other, looking torn.
“Come on. Take off your clothes, and show us what your big sister Shan Pū already taught you.” Cologne-chan urged them.
The twins hesitated a little while longer, fidgeting uncomfortably. After one last eye contact between the two, they finally nodded, but Linlin put a condition:
“All right... we’ll do... but... you no profit of it to take advantage of us, right?”
“Yes... you no let wicked Luan Ma jump on us when Japanese male lust got out of control and he can’t resist our great beauty anymore and try molesting us and raping us...” Ranran babbled (with a dreamy face).
“YES!” Linlin cut her sister before she’d get carried away. “We must stay pure for our future husbands.”
Ranma couldn’t tell if he should get angry for being called “wicked” and for implying that he was some kind of child rapist... or simply laugh from the ridiculousness of their demand. The longing in their voice was way too obvious. Those two pretty idiots were just as conceited as he remembered.
For Cologne-chan the choice was easy, and she giggled earthily while hugging Ranma-kun from behind. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep a short leash on this lowly male. Now, show us some skin, cutie-pies.”
The young girls gulped, then they started to undress. Both heart-adorned jackets were opened to reveal that, like other Joketsuzoku women, they didn’t care much about bras. Not that they needed it as much as Shampoo. They certainly had budding breasts, cute pairs of round mounds topped by pink nipples, but still there was lots of growth ahead.
Throwing away their tops, Linlin and Ranran stepped out of their slippers and then untied their pants. The clothes pooled at their feet, and Ranma was informed that they did make some concessions to modern underwear, since both were wearing white knickers. The pigtailed boy could now clearly see the wet spot in the crotch area that he already noticed earlier.
The two nearly-naked girls shuffled a bit at this point, embarrassingly covering their chests and looking questioningly at the adults. But Cologne made an unmistakable gesture with her right hand, ordering them to take off their last garment. Blushing, they complied, grasping the hem of their panties and slipping them down smooth legs.
Ranma swallowed his saliva, his eyes locked on the nubile bodies before him. There wasn’t a hint of hair, green or pink, on their completely bare pussies, and the Saotome boy had a perfect view of their tiny slits. He felt a guilty twinge in his manly organ, despite the fact that by now, logically, it should be completely flaccid after the intense session with Cologne-chan. He tried to convince himself it was the contact of her plump breasts pressing against his back which elicited this reaction, and not the sight of two naked twelve-year-olds.
“What now?” Linlin timidly asked.
“Well...” Cologne mused, “why won’t you resume what you were doing behind the door? I don’t want to feel bad for having interrupted you.”
Both girls nodded. They climbed on the bed and sat in a spot left free by the two adults. Linlin put both hands on her small tits and began playing with the nipples. Ranran spread her legs, exposing the rosy cleft of her sex and little clit. Her fingers started toying with the outer folds of her vulva, and she feebly moaned, her tongue sticking out of her lips. Then, the digits stroked more directly and intently the sensitive spot, and the turquoise-haired twin sighed. Mouth open, her breathing got quicker and hoarser, until she let out a small cry and slumped backward on the bed. Now lying on her back, but with her cunt still oriented toward Ranma and Cologne, she kept frigging herself with more and more abandon.
Linlin, still caressing her own breasts, glanced at her squirming sister. She looked somewhat ready to scold her for being so wanton... but at the same time seemed a bit jealous that she could cut loose so easily before two onlookers. Not wanting to be one-upped, the fuchsia-haired girl took a stern expression and steeled herself. Turning her back to Ranma and Cologne, she went on her hands and knees alongside her twin, her cute backside toward the watchers. She reached between her legs with one arm and tentatively touched her sex. One finger danced along the slit, gently rubbing the outer labia. Then, the other carefully spread those neither lips, letting out some droplets of female juice escape from the obviously quite-wet interior. Linlin let out a long sigh of arousal mixed with embarrassment.
Ranma made efforts to keep his drool in check. This wasn’t easy considering not only the view, but also that Cologne-chan was plastering herself against him and impishly licking his ear from time to time. It was obvious the two youngsters had been quite excited by their peeping. Now that they were browbeaten — ahem — given the authorization to scratch their itch, the two little voyeurs seemed to get a kick out this forced exhibitionism.
Linlin and Ranran were beginning to forget their public and truly getting into their masturbation séance. Their digits no longer just brushed the outer parts of their pussies; each girl was slipping her middle and ring finger into the drenched hole and slowly but determinedly pumping the pair in and out of their puffy folds, making obscene sounds of sloshing. Adding to this were the frantic, high-pitched cries and moans that escaped their mouths. They tried to stifle them down — Ranran by biting on her palm and Linlin with a mouthful of bedcover — but it was no use; they needed big gulps of air, and cared less and less about how randy they sounded.
Ranma twisted nervously in Cologne-chan’s grasp. He had tried to convince himself that just watching the twins pleasure themselves would be harmless fun, and punishment enough for their voyeurism... but now, he was finding the lewd show to be much more exciting than he expected. Cologne wasn’t helping, of course. He wondered how far she would let this go. The matriarch could be very wicked, he knew it. Not so much like Shampoo, who was just horny and always willing... but more in a cerebral way. She probably enjoyed setting up some dirty situation as much as actually participating in the sex that ensued. But would she be perverted enough to actually initiate something naughty between Ranma and the two young warriors?
And would he find the willpower to resist?
Cologne-chan was certainly pleased by Linlin and Ranran’s enthusiasm. Absentmindedly grinding against Ranma-kun, she licked her lips and ran her hands over his muscular body. But then, suddenly, she clapped her hands to attract the attention of the pre-teens. Ranma almost jumped out of this skin. The two joketsuzoku girls reluctantly stopped their fingering, although they kept their knuckles deep within their tiny cunts, ready to resume the frigging at any time.
“This is very nice,” Cologne complimented, “you are good, obedient girls. I bet that’s not the only thing you’ve learned under Shan Pū, though. We want you to give us a full demonstration of your talents.”
Linlin and Ranran both turned their head just enough to be facing their sister and exchanged uncertain looks. Then, they glanced questioningly at the adults. Ranma looked clueless and a bit worried, too. The dark-haired woman just smiled knowingly.
“Come on, don’t be shy. I’m sure Shan Pū has taught you plenty of ways for girls to have fun between themselves. Now it is time to give a demonstration....”
The twins hesitated, their eyes crossing again, but eventually gave in. Linlin made the first move by leaning her face toward her sister’s and softly kissing her mouth. Ranran just let her play with her pink lips, unresponsive at first, then she circled Linlin’s neck with both arms and hugged her. They started adding their tongues to the increasingly wet kiss, their saliva mixing as they tasted each other. Linlin’s left hand went to Ranran’s leaking slit, replacing the two fingers that had so thoroughly worked it already. The new digits had no trouble slipping inside the wet entrance while the thumb was idly playing with the clitoris. This elicited an excited yelp from the green-haired girl, who pushed up her bottom against her sister’s pleasuring hand. She was quickly silenced by an even hungrier kiss.
Ranma-kun’s eyes bulged and he opened his mouth like a fish out of water. “Wha—wha—what are they....” he gasped out.
Cologne-chan enlaced him even harder and nibbled his right ear, throatily whispering into it. “Twincest, Muko-dono... lesbian twincest, that’s what it is called. Aren’t you a lucky one? Most horny young men in your school would kill for the opportunity to watch this....”
“But... but... that’s wrong... we really shouldn’t...” the still decent part of him tried to protest.
“Don’t make me laugh, Ranma... what did you think? That Shan Pū just made love to them one at a time? That the unmolested one was simply watching as the other was having fun with their anego? I’m pretty sure they had needed little urging from my great-granddaughter. They’re probably doing it even when just by themselves.”
Ranma couldn’t find any fault to this theory, since it was quite obvious the two little girls were knowledgeable about Sapphic love. The mouth-to-mouth was lasting for a while already, and Linlin was still on top and on all four. But they were now mutually frigging each other, as Ranran’s arms had snaked between her sister’s legs to reach her juicy clam. The fingers alternated between opening the vaginal lips, slipping in almost to the last knuckles, and then pumping in and out mercilessly, before resuming the cycle. They were both panting and gasping from the delicious stimulation, but there was also a definite edge of rivalry between the two martial artists. The Saotome boy was pretty sure they were competing for who would the first to make the other cum... or at least it seemed to him.
Linlin definitely had the advantage, with Ranran still lying underneath and receiving more than she was giving. The green-haired girl certainly was squirming a lot and moaning the loudest. But then, she suddenly changed the odds by grabbing her sister and making her roll on her back. Smirking, Ranran took back the offensive by straddling the pink-haired girl’s face, and diving from her part on Linlin’s honey pot. Now in the sixty-nine position, there were some girly giggles before they started seriously eating each other out.
‘Have they flat out forgotten that we are here?’ Ranma pondered. One could think so given the complete abandon of the twins in this incestuous tryst. Yet, he could see Ranran glancing at the adults from times to times, shortly interrupting her licking and sucking of her sister’s jade gate — and grinning. Linlin, for her part, couldn’t glance anywhere with Ranran’s crotch covering her face. But the noises she was making clearly indicated she was no less busy.
Ranma was biting his lips, doing great efforts to keep his mounting arousal in check. This was ruined, however, by the touch of Cologne’s soft hand on his swiftly growing manhood. Which opposed no resistance whatsoever when a few strokes from her palm brought it to full erection. Ranma let out a short yelp of protest, but after that he could only grit his teeth. It wasn’t natural! He shouldn’t be so hard, so soon... not after the marathon sex he shared with the devious woman.
“What are you doing?” he hissed.
“Just insuring that you aren’t getting bored, Ranma-kun....” she impishly answered, her fingers idly toying with the foreskin of his engorging organ.
“I really don’t need that....” he protested, squirming in Cologne’s embrace... but not truly making any real effort to escape the grasp of the youthful-looking matriarch.
“Oh... I see... you mean that watching those two cuties is already enough to make your blood boil... to fire up your hormones... to arouse your animal instinct... to make you hard as a log....” she breathily whispered, mercilessly teasing him with words along with the handjob.
Ranma grunted and instinctively leaned forward in a futile attempt to protect his private from the torturous digits. Any lesser teenager would probably have surrendered and squirted in her hand by now. But Ranma had greater stamina than that, and anyway he already emptied his balls several times... thus there was little risk of him being premature.
Of course, the erotic sight of the entwined twins wasn’t helping at all. After their mutual cunnilingus, they were changing position anew. Ranran lying again, Linlin went back on top, but this time they were facing each other... with their rear ends oriented toward Ranma-kun and Cologne-chan. Slowly, the pink-haired girl lowered herself on her green-haired sister, bringing their rosy labia together in a very intimate kiss. Then she plastered her torso against Ranran’s bosom, their budding breasts and tiny nipples mashing. Finally, their faces met and they started smooching again. At the same time, their midsections began rocking and humping, showing their devotion to Sappho with the age-old ritual of tribadism.
Their lithe bodies were squirming and mingling together, pale but flushed skin rubbing suggestively. Their little pussies were stroking each other, two pairs of engorged neither lips grinding and messily mixing juices. The pigtailed boy had a perfect view of this heated junction from his spot on the bed, since they were spreading their legs wide open to better brought their sexes in contact. His gaze was mesmerized by Linlin’s toned buttocks, which were moving and rolling to bring delicious friction to her sister’s quim.
The girls were also openly moaning and groaning in bliss whenever their mouths were freed long enough. The rest of the time, they kissed heartily and their cries were reduced to muffled sighs and soft coos.
“Come on, Ranma, admit it...” Cologne added, no longer bothering to lower her voice. “Aren’t they exciting you? Don’t you want them? Don’t you dream of sticking your big, hard cock between those squirming pussies?”
Ranma only let out a tortured grunt in answer, his face twisted in guilty pleasure, a strand of drool involuntarily escaping his mouth. Squirming frantically, he forcefully pulled Cologne-chan’s hand away from his prick before it was too late.
(Posted Wed, 04 Jan 2012 10:41)
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