[Episode 83551] [Episode 83551]
"Also, a young boy shouldn't be forced to sleep near a stinky old idiot. Now then, if no one else has any objections over our arrangements for tonight..."
Nabiki knew perfectly well that her mother would only give a split second for objections, and that anything less than a perfect point would be ripped to shreds. As she was thinking, Genma raised a sign, "I am not stinky!" Therefore, the only iron-clad argument she could think of...
"So mom, what about you and dad? I mean, you will "forgive" him, eventually, what will you do then? Where will Ranma sleep then?"
Kimiko's smile reminded everyone watching of a cat, and she just made a quick comment, before taking a sip of her tea.
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that dear. One of you will marry him long before that. Or, you or Akane will move out by then."
Soun began crying softly, but nodded. It was all for the good of the dojo. Genma raised another sign, "And another thing, I'm not old!"
Nabiki, deciding to live with a short-term loss for long-term gain, nodded her approval to her mother's story. She then silently moved away from the table, doing her best not to make any noise, and trying hard not to draw any attention. If her plan worked, she'd have access not only to yet more material on the Boy Wonder, but she'd get some very serious blackmail material on her mother.
Nabiki remembered the last time she tried blackmailing her mother, and the rather embarrassing fallout. That, however, was years ago. Nabiki was sure that she was ready for a rematch, even though she didn't have all the cards stacked in her favor. And what was business, if not risk? As the middle Tendo daughter walked, she had to continually flex her pussy muscles, to keep the cucumber inside herself, as she walked.
After Nabiki left, everyone silently split up. Soun led Genma into the guest room, and then went to grab some beds for Genma and himself. He knew perfectly well that his wife wouldn't need another bed in their bedroom, but he put a roll outside the door, in any case. When he came back, into the guest room, and rolled out the beds, Genma-Panda pulled out a sign saying, "Sake party! Woohoo!", before pulling a bottle of sake out of his fur, with two cups. Soun grinned, deciding that this wasn't so bad, and the two of them proceeded the rest of the night, getting their drink on.
Kasumi, for her part, a very kind and loving homemaker, hummed softly to herself, before going about to do the dishes. Once the kitchen and dining room were clean, she grabbed the laundry, and went to her room, grabbing a few of her toys, and putting them in with the clean clothes before delivering them to her sisters. She was, after all, a very considerate sister. And besides, her sisters always stole her things when she didn't just hand them out. Greedy bitches.
Akane, her horniness now waging war with her anger, knew that she needed a few hours of workout before she'd be able to get any sleep. She huffed at her mother's decision, and did her best to stomp to her room, while still smarting between her legs. It would have been more humorous, watching the young girl waddle, bow-legged, and try and stamp her feet, if not for the fact that this particular girl could crack cement with ease, and didn't like being laughed at.
When the youngest Tendo got upstairs, she angrily slid her door closed, doing her best to make it slam, before huffing again, and throwing herself on her back, on the bed. She slid her skirt off of her body, wriggling free of it. She hated skirts, normally, but today she needed something that wouldn't put too much pressure on her sensitve, battered pussy. She grabbed her shirt, and pulled it up, throwing her clothes to a corner, and began masturbating furiously.
She couldn't stop herself from cursing silently, as her face contorted, with pleasure, and anger. She was constantly thinking about Ranma, that stupid pervert, and how he was so hung and annoying, how he was such a stud and such a jerk. When Akane masturbated furiously, she was genuinely furious. Akane's hands hungrily roamed her body, stroking her breasts, trying to think of the way Ranma had done this to her, and cupped her pussy, fingering herself rapidly, and sometimes licking her fingers clean, as she was still dribbling a tiny bit of Ranma's cum. When Kasumi stopped by to drop off her clean clothes, and Big Blue (Kasumi's second biggest vibrator, one that Akane had always thought was more of a joke than an actual sex toy considering the thing's size), Akane, acting like a sulking teenager, just muttered an angry, "Thanks Oneechan," before grabbing it.
Akane inspected the sex toy, a bit dissapointed. Even this thing wasn't as big as Ranma's, it wasn't as long, or as thick, and it wasn't as warm. On top of that, it couldn't spray her insides with cum, and it wasn't covered in hard, pulsing veins. And, really, it wasn't -alive-, it wasn't connected to Ranma....it was, after today, a real let down.
Still, Akane mused, as she began violently fucking herself with the buzzing rod, it would do, for tonight...
Nabiki, once she was done setting up her trap, went to her room. She planned on doing much the same as Akane, but with her own twist.
In public, Nabiki liked to control, she liked to crush people. She liked money, sure, but juect because it was power. And she loved to have her way, even more than she loved money. Considering the exact thing she wanted, it was really quite difficult to get it, because it required that she feel safe during sex, and that meant that, when it came to the kind of sex she -really- wanted, she could be considered a virgin.
Because, in the privacy of her room, with the soundproofing installed, the door closed, and a tiny bit of muffling music playing, Nabiki pulled out the tape from the encounter in the bathroom. She had recovered it after setting up the trap for her mother. Once she had placed the tape in her VCR, and had the headphones on, Kasumi silently placed her delivery in Nabiki's room before sliding the door closed. Nabiki had been waiting for this moment, and as soon as it came, she sprang into action, seeking to end the hunger inside of her as soon as possible.
She grabbed the gi bottoms that Akane had thrown away, that were covered in Ranma's cum. After she had them in her hands, she grabbed Kasumi's vibrator, and then flicked the VCR to PLAY. The middle Tendo daughter slid out of her pants, and groaned as she slid her cucumber in and out of her dripping-wet cunt, fucking herself with the bumpy vegetable. Once she was naked, below the waist anyway, she stuffed Akane's soiled pants into her mouth to muffle her cries, and she instantly began beating her face lightly with "Sonny Corleone" (Kasumi's third largest artificial, vibrating wang).
Then, with Ranma's cum in her mouth, on her tongue, and the smell of it in her nose, she began masturbating. She was watching Ranma get sucked off by Kasumi, and hungrily fucking her wet, gripping pussy with her cucumber, causing a quick, wet slurping noise as it moved in and out of her wet pussy. And, her favorite part, she was slapping her face and tits with the vibrator, imagining it was Ranma roughly taking and brutalizing her. She cried out, muffled by Akane's cum-drenched pants, as she masturbated furiously to the thought of being ravaged.
"Hurt me Ranma, fuck me, bruise me!! I want you to take me you big stud, I want it, come on, show me what kind of a man you are! Hurt me you wimp, prove you can make me cry out, prove you are a man!!"
Of course, all of this made Nabiki cum like a freight train. But, for some reason, it was never enough, it wasn't actually satisfying her needs. Still, she mused, it would have to do....
Kasumi, of course, just hummed lightly to herself, as she finished up her duties around the house, and slid into her bedroom. Once she was in there, she unlocked her secret toy chest, and pulled out the largest toy she'd ever seen, let alone the largest she owned. In the past, she'd always just nicknamed it "Kami" (though her Akane and Nabiki knew it as the "Pussy Destroyer" or "Womb Raider", respectively). Now, however, she'd decided to rename it the "Chibi-Ranma".
Once Kasumi was done slowly, and gently, undressing herself, she put herself on her back, on the floor, with her hips supported against the wall, so her pussy was elevated. Once this was done, she undid her pad, and let it fall to the ground, revealing her cum-covered cunt. She grinned, as she felt the cum slowly dribble out of her cunt, and slide down her stomach. As soon as she was ready, she began fucking herself wildly with the massive wang. Unfortunately, she was still very much full of Ranma's cum, and she kept causing it to splash over her body, and the wall and floor. And, of course, she had to keep everything clean, and she needed to drink more of Ranma's cum, so she often stopped her work, to gather up the seed on her body, and lick her hands clean, or simply lick the vibrator clean.
Still, even when she could stop herself from, well, stopping, she couldn't help but feel that this was definitely second-best (or, rather, third, because Tofu was better than the vibrator as well). Still, she decided, it would have to do....
Ranma was just fuming, a little, as everything was decided for him. At least, that's what he was mostly feeling. Because a real part of him was more worried about what was going to happen tonight than annoyed at the whole having his future stolen thing. Still, Kimiko seemed pretty nice, and she was feeding him, he mused, and that cucumber that Nabiki had decided to put back tasted really good, even if he couldn't quite place the topping...
Kimiko smiled, as she waited, patiently, for everyone to finish going to bed, before she rose from the table, and gently led Ranma to her bedroom. As she entered the room, she took the roll that Soun had put out for Ranma, and put it in a corner of the room.
Ranma noticed this, and quickly objected, as he watched, "Umm, Mrs. Tendo, shouldn't you put that down for me..?
Kimiko smiled, pulling Ranma almost roughly into the room, sliding the door closed after him, as she spoke, doing her best to disarm him with her smile, "Oh no Ranma, call me Kimiko. And, there really isn't enough room for us to put down that roll in this room. Don't worry though, we'll both be wearing a separate set of sleep clothes. Now, why don't you undress so we can change?"
Kimiko smiled at Ranma as she moved to undress, watching him with a kind of expectant look that pressuted him pretty strongly. Ranma blushed, though he kind of consoled himself with the fact that they'd both already seen each other naked. So, as Kimiko stripped off her top, Ranma slowly undid his, and soon both of them were naked, silently watching each other. Kimiko couldn't help but notice Ranma's limp organ (especially considering the way he was trying to cover it so ineptly, which only served to draw attention), and the fact that it was nearly as large soft as it was hard.
As Ranma watched Kimiko, however, he couldn't help himself from slowly getting harder. The older woman made this problem even worse by moving to gather the clothes, bending down, in front of Ranma, and then turning away, and bending down, so Ranma got a prime view of her ass, and her tits. Kimiko smiled to herself, and stayed where she was, with her butt in the air, for a few moments longer than she needed to. Once she was done silently enticing Ranma, she finished picking up their clothes, and moved to throw them in the hamper, before walking back over to Ranma, and just staring at him.
Ranma was beginning to pant a little, and almost drool, as he looked at Kimiko's tits. Kimiko just smiled, and waited for Ranma to act. Needless to say, she was a bit dissapointed with his reaction. Ranma paused after a moment of silence, before speaking softly, as he looked at Kimiko, his face twisted a little bit with confusion, "Umm...Mrs...err, Kimiko, shouldn't you get our PJs?"
Kimiko forced a tight smile, and shrugged as she spoke sweetly, "Sorry Ranma, I forgot. All of our night clothes are in the wash. Still, we've seen each other naked before, what's the problem?"
Ranma gulped, and nodded, as he moved to reluctantly sit down, on the bed. Of course, his cock was still up, even if he was sitting down, standing like a proud tower between his legs, which didn't even come close to fitting with his current emotion of embarrassment. Sure, he wanted sex, but he was beginning to realize that that might have consequences, and on top of that, he was beginning to fear what it was, exactly, Kimiko wanted from him.
Kimiko smiled happily as she moved to stand on her knees, between Ranma's spread legs, as he speaks, in protest, "Hey, Mrs. Kimiko, shouldn't we go to bed, you think?"
Kimiko forced down a giggle at that, as she spoke softly, in a pathetic but convincing attempt to explain her actions, "No Ranma, I need to get a...sense, of your measurements, before I can get some night clothes for you." Ranma gulped a little, nodding as he silently watched Kimiko move into position. Kimiko smiled, speaking as she reached forward, toward Ranma's cock, "So, Ranma, honestly....how many women have you had sex with?"
When Ranma didn't answer after a moment, Kimiko stopped with her hand an inch from Ranma's tool, and she spoke up again, "Ranma, how many women have you fucked? How many women have done to you what my daughters and I did in the bathroom?" After a moment of mourning, as Kimiko's hand stopped just an inch from his cock, Ranma muttered his honest reply, "Well, just them and you, so, umm....four."
Kimiko nearly passed out at the shock. Her mouth opened wide, in pure shock, as she watched Ranma. It nearly blew her mind to think of Ranma as a virgin, to think that this stud, and his tool, were new to the world of sex. From his actions, she could hardly rule it out, and, indeed, it explained some things. But it was still mind-blowing.
Once Kimiko recovered, she couldn't stop the smile from forming on her face. Here was a boy, basically untouched, and he was living under her roof, with full control of the way he learned about sex, and what he learned. On top of that, he was hung like....well, she'd never seen anything hung like him, so he was sort of just -hung-. This was the perfect opportunity to train a boy to be an absolutely perfect husband for one of her daughters (and she wouldn't hate the training, that's for sure)!
Kimio smiled and spoke, softly and simply, as she reached forward, with one hand, to lightly trace the side of Ranma's cock, "Ranma, we might as well have a bit of a conversation...I think there are a few things I should teach you.."
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