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WARNING:  Gentlemen all secretly like their sex dirty.  I'm a real
gentleman, and I like it real dirty.  If you're under 18 you really
shouldn't be reading this, but I won't tell your mother if you don't.
(When I was underage for this stuff, it didn't stop me, so I'm not going
to pretend that any paragraph I stick in here is going to stop *you*.)

YARL: Yet Another Ranma Lemon
Part 3
"Ranma did WHAT?  Let the punishment begin!"

    Morning dawned.  Bright light shone through the window, blanketing
Ranma with warmth.  She turned in her futon, stretching, half-awake, in the
luxurious warmth.
    The disappearance of that warmth was the only warning Ranma had
that her father was going to douse her with water again.  Leaping away
from her father's shadow, she grabbed onto the wall with two feet and a
hand.
    Genma stopped short in shock at the feminine clothes his 'son' was
wearing.  "Ranma!  How can you dress like that?"
    "You Idiot!  You're the reason I'm a girl now, so don't blame me
for dressing like one.  Of all the irresponsible, mindless things you
could do, messing around with magic is the worst I've ever seen!"  Ranma,
fed up, leapt down, grabbed Genma, and tossed him out the window.  "And
that's that!"
    Now that she was awake, she might as well wash up and get dressed.
As she did, she shook her head over the fragments of a dream that floated
through her mind, of a clearing in a shadowy forest, dark figures dancing
around a bonfire.  It left her feeling a little chilled.

    Arriving downstairs, she found Kasumi working alone in the kitchen.
"Good morning, Ranma-chan."
    "Good Morning, Kasumi.  Dad got me up early.  Can I help?"
    "Sure.  That bowl over there could use some more mixing.  Thank
you."
    "No problem."  They worked in silence a little longer.  "Kasumi?"
    "Yes?"
    "Did you mean that, about going on dates?"
    "Sure.  I'd love to go out with you sometime.  Nabiki would too."
    At this, Nabiki walked in.  "I would too what?"
    "Like to go on a date with Ranma."
    Nabiki grinned.  "Sounds good to me.  How about Friday, Ranma-chan?"
    "Uhh... okay.  Sure."
    "Good, then.  Nabiki, if you could bring me the salt, and Ranma
brings me that bowl, I can finish up on breakfast."
    In the press of bodies together, Ranma was never sure which one of
them had pinched her butt.

    Along the way to school Akane once again snubbed them, and so
Nabiki and Ranma continued to talk.
    "Ranma, you seem... awfully cheerful today."
    Ranma, who had been humming and thinking of Ryoga, started.  "What?
Yes, Yes I am."
    "Hmm... and why are we so cheerful?"
    Ranma blushed.  "I was thinking of Ryoga again."
    "Again?  Did he come by last night?"
    Ranma hung her head.  "Yes."
    "Ah... a few stolen kisses?"  Nabiki teased.
    Ranma cleared her throat.  "Kinda."
    Nabiki stopped.  Ranma didn't notice for a few minutes, because
she had been looking down, but then she looked back to her fianc�e.
"Nabiki?"
    "You had sex with him."  Nabiki's voice was flat.
    Ranma nodded as she walked.  "I couldn't help it.  He's so big,
and strong, and... big."
    Nabiki sighed, starting to walk briskly towards school.  "I asked
you not too."
    "I forgot."
    "Do you always conveniently forget these things?"
    "Nabiki, I'm really sorry."
    Nabiki just ran on to school, leaving her behind.  With a heavy
heart, Ranma followed.

    Arriving at school, Ranma saw that Akane had just finished up
today's beating.  She walked up to her just as a man in a Kendo outfit was
walking up.
    "Ah, fair Akane.  Had any of them beat you, they would have asked
for a date.  But they are as to the stalks of grass, fit only for walking
upon.  True grace as you have can only be claimed by one such as me!"
    "Kuno!  Leave me alone you idiotic, delusional jackass!"
    "Ah, but who is this rare flower of loveliness that joins us?"
    Akane turned around, and saw Ranma standing behind her.  "She can
introduce herself."
    "Ah, but it is more polite for me to introduce myself, is it not?
I am Tatewaki Kuno, Blue Thunder of Furinkan High!"  Somehow, a lightning
bolt struck in the distance, and the thunder reverberated across the
schoolyard.  "And you are?"
    Ranma looked up sullenly.  She was feeling pretty bad about how
she had hurt Nabiki, and wanted to get to class.  "Ranma Saotome.  Please
excuse me."  She stepped around him and headed towards the door.
    "Such beauty!  Such fire wrapped around such perfection!"
    Akane sighed and walked around Kuno as he continued to rant about
Ranma.
    Another five minutes of time passed before Kuno got to the point,
pontificating to an empty schoolyard.  "She shall be mine!  I shall date
her!"
    A teacher leaned out of a window and beaned Kuno on the head with
an eraser.  "Shut Up!  You're late to class!"

    Mr. Isawa agreed that Ranma's clothes matched up with the school
dress code much closer now, and let her go to her desk.  On the way, she
met eyes with Ryoga, who gave her a big smile.  She did her best to smile
back, but he could tell it was an effort.  Sighing, she sat down and
opened her books.
    The more appropriate attire helped the boys in the class keep
their minds on learning, but she could still almost feel some of them
staring at her.  She was a little annoyed at the attention, while also
flattered by it.
    Lunch came again, and Ranma wanted to go find Nabiki and apologize.
But once again, every male in the class (and possibly a few from the next
room over) clustered around her to ogle and harass her.  She didn't want
to hurt the lovesick fools, but she was beginning to think she'd have to
when someone cleared his throat with a sound like God calling his creation
to attention.
    Everyone swiveled their heads, to see Ryoga standing there with
his dog.  Neither of them looked very friendly.
    "Ranma is an old and dear friend of mine," Ryoga cracked his
knuckles, the sounds echoing like gunshots.  "I think it would be very
respectful of our friendship if you gentlemen would allow her to proceed
on her way."  P-chan growled once, low in the throat.  It was the sort of
territorial growl that leads small children to remark on how cheap it
would be to buy another baseball, rather than to go into the neighbor's
yard and face the dog there.
    Ranma's admirers melted away like ice cream on a hot day.  "Thank
you, Ryoga.  I, I gotta go."
    Ryoga bent down and gave P-chan a treat.  "Good boy!"  I hope you
fix whatever's upset you, he thought.  I hate to see you like this.

    Ranma found Nabiki consulting with some other students.  She could
see money and some envelopes were changing hands, so she stood back.  She
saw Nabiki look at her briefly and then away, so she knew she'd been seen.
So she waited.
    After twenty minutes of waiting, Nabiki finished up and walked
over to Ranma.  "We gotta talk."
    "Yeah."
    A bit of searching, and they ended up in a corner of the
schoolyard.  Occasionally someone would try to walk up to them, but Nabiki
would wave them off.
    "Ranma, I'm really hurt by what you did last night."
"I didn't think, Nabiki.  I'm sorry.  I'm such an idiot."  Ranma's eyes
had filled with tears of self-loathing.
    Nabiki noted them, and nodded.  "Well, we'll work on that.  First
off, and we'll go over this with Kasumi later, no more sex unless one of
us two gives you permission.  I don't care who it is, but it stops now."
    Ranma nodded, wiping a tear from her eye.  "Okay."
    "And when I say sex, I mean any sort of touching... you know, down
there.  No blow jobs, no oral sex, no regular sex."
    "Can, Can I still kiss him?"
    Nabiki looked at Ranma's face.  She could see the girl was being
torn between her loyalty to the Tendo family and her father's promise, and
her feelings for Ryoga.  She decided to relent a little.  "Yes, yes, you
can kiss and hug.  But that's where it stops."
    "Yes, Nabiki.  Thank you."
    Nabiki smiled.  "Don't thank me yet.  Second, you're about to
start helping me in supporting this family."
    "Supporting the family?  I thought the dojo supported you all."
    Nabiki laughed.  "Dad only teaches one, sometimes two classes a
week.  It's not nearly enough money to support a growing family, especially
not with you and your father joining us.  So, I sell things.  Information,
and photographs."
    "Photographs?"
    Nabiki nodded.  "Akane, generally.  You've seen how much attraction
there is for her.  Especially from Kuno."
    "I met him earlier."
    "Right.  But now I'm going to take pictures of you.  Sexy ones.
They'll sell like hotcakes."
    Ranma felt a touch of fear.  "Naked?"
    "You didn't have any trouble with nudity and Ryoga."
    She bent her head in response.
    "But no, not naked.  Just suggestive and exciting.  Thirdly, you
will dress as a man for our date this weekend.  I don't yet want people
thinking that I'm a lesbian, so we'll dress you up."
    "I dunno, Nabiki."
    "Just think back to before, when you did it for pretend.  Now
it'll just be for real."
    "Anything else?"
    "That's all I can think of.  We'll see what Kasumi has to say."
    Nabiki looked at Ranma, finished with dressing down her fianc�.
Although they had gotten that out of the way, Ranma didn't look happy at
the penalties.  Well, tough, thought Nabiki.  This way she'll have to think
before jumping into bed with the next person to knock on the window.
    Still, she couldn't stand how despondent Ranma looked.  Grabbing
her hand, Nabiki pulled her behind a tree.  Looking around carefully to be
sure she wasn't being watched, she kissed her deeply, pressing her body
against the redhead's as she tried to give as good as Ranma did.  Ranma
quickly began to moan softly, and Nabiki couldn't help but slide her hand
up the other girl's skirt and stroke her cunt through her panties, which
quickly became wet from the girl's juices.  Pushing her fingers inside,
she started rubbing Ranma's clit with two fingers, using her fluids to
make it nice and slick.  The spongy feel of her engorged clit felt large
under her fingers, larger than her own was.  She gave it a squeeze with
her fingers, and Ranma yelped into her mouth.  With that, and the feeling
of their tits rubbing against each other and the kiss, Ranma quickly came
into her panties.
    "Na-Nabiki!" she whispered accusingly.
    Nabiki couldn't help but grin wickedly as she grabbed Ranma's
panties and slid them down her legs.  Before Ranma had thought about it,
she had stepped out of the panties and Nabiki was stuffing them into her
pocket.  "Maybe selling these would help the dojo too?"
    "Nabiki!" Ranma shrieked as softly as she could.  "I can't go to
class like this!"
    The bell for the end of lunch sounded in the distance.  Nabiki
laughed.  "More punishment, Ranma.  And no skipping class!"  She then ran
off for the building, leaving Ranma to return in a slower, and less-skirt
raising, pace.

    The rest of the day at school, Ranma had trouble concentrating on
work.  Sitting down in just a skirt, she could feel everything down there
much more clearly than usual.  She had to be very careful that something
didn't cause her skirt to go up, and show off her body to one of her
classmates.  A body, she remembered, that Nabiki wanted to sell pictures
of.
    Ryoga was the hardest to deal with.  Somehow, he'd managed to sit
behind her, and every once in a while, when the teacher was looking the
other way, he'd lift up his foot and caress her ass with it.  It was
highly erotic, but suddenly she realized that he was doing more than that
- he was pulling up her skirt from behind.
    She tried to press down harder on her skirt, but it just wasn't
possible.  She wasn't all that heavy, and she needed both hands free to
take notes.  Thus it was that half-an-hour before school let out that
Ryoga succeeded in pulling the skirt out, and slipped his bare foot up
under her dress, fondling her ass.
    Ranma had to fight not to moan.  When she'd been a guy she'd never
been this horny, all the time, but since she'd become a girl nearly
everything could help get her off.  She reached behind herself and pulled
Ryoga's foot away, and then tried to pay attention until she had to leave.
    Remembering Ryoga's earlier outburst, most of the boys in the
class filed out, not wanting to risk bothering her, which left the two of
them together.
    "Ryoga!" she said.
    "Ranma-chan," he replied, hugging her close.
    "You shouldn't do that in class."
    "Ah, I couldn't help it.  Looking at your ass in front of me.
Besides, what did you expect, not wearing any panties?"
    Ranma hemmed at that.  "Ryoga, we need to talk."
    They gathered their things, and went to a coffee shop with booths.
Ranma slid into the booth, with Ryoga across from her.
    "Well?"
    Ranma looked down.  "This is going to sound very strange, Ryoga.  A
long time ago, my father and Mr. Tendo were friends.  Very good friends.
So they decided that when they had kids they would have them marry so they
could be in the same family.
    "Yes?"
    "Well, I'm an only child.  And so I'm supposed to marry a Tendo."
    Ryoga thought.  He knew Akane and Nabiki, and thought there was a
third, older child in the family.  "Which one?"
    Ranma blushed, looking down at her coffee.  She twisted the cup in
its saucer, tasted it, and added cream.
    Ryoga started to worry.  "Ranma, which one?"
    "Nabiki."
    Ryoga had to fight not to spew coffee on his ex-girlfriend.
"NABIKI!"
    "Yeah.  And Kasumi."
    "Two girls?"
    Ranma nodded.
    "Are your parents nuts?"
    Ranma nodded.  "And, I told Nabiki about last night, and she got
really upset.  She's, she's forbidden me from repeating what we did."
    Ryoga sat back, shocked.  He'd thought things were going to go
back to the way they had been in junior high, between him and Ranma.
Considering how she'd filled out, better than that.  But to find that two
girls had gotten between him and his, well, girlfriend?
    "Ranma, I - I really like you.  A lot."
    Ranma smiled back at him in a way that melted his heart.  "I like
you too, Ryoga.  You're kind, and strong, and good."  The smile wavered.
"Not so good today, though."
    "I - I won't do it again.  I didn't know, y'know, about Nabiki."
    "And Kasumi."
    "So, is this it?"  Was he being dumped?  He wasn't sure he could
stand that.
    "Well, Nabiki says we can still go on dates.  But she wants equal
time for herself and Kasumi."
    "Okay.  How about a movie, on Friday?"
    Ranma shook her head.  "I'm going out with Nabiki."  As a man.
How can I hide these huge tits?  Would some sort of board work?
    Ryoga smiled.  "Then how about Sunday?  We could have lunch, see a
movie, and talk."
    Ranma nodded.  "Yes, I'd love that."
    Ryoga's heart melted again, as Ranma gave him a peck on the cheek
and ran on home.

    Arriving at home, Ranma found Kasumi and Nabiki waiting for her on
the couch.
    "Ranma, Nabiki told me something very disturbing happened last
night," Kasumi said.  The sad expression she had threatened to break
Ranma's heart.  "I would like to discuss this in my room."
    Ranma hadn't been in Kasumi's room before.  It was decorated, she
found, in an explosion of pink ruffles.  They coveredthe bedspread, the
pillow shams, the window curtains, and a number of the picture frames.
Before she could get over the effect, she found that the two other girls
had sat on the bed, leaving her to stand in front of them.
    "Ranma, I want to hear what you did last night."  Kasumi said.
    "I, I had sex with Ryoga in the dojo.  I'm sorry."
    "No, I want to hear everything that happened."
    And so Ranma began to relate everything that happened since she
looked out of her window and found Ryoga standing down below, from the
kiss, to going into the dojo for privacy, to the sex.  She tried to gloss
over the details, but Kasumi would force her to go back and describe
everything - from the taste of Ryoga's cock in her mouth to how it felt to
feel him cumming inside of her.  By the time she was finished reliving the
experience, she was highly aroused.
    Kasumi shifted on the bed as Ranma stopped.  She was still upset
about what Ranma had done, but the story had been quite exciting to listen
to.  Given how she could see Ranma's juices dripping down her leg, Ranma
was pretty excited as well.
    "Alright.  First off, Ranma, you'll be going and putting on some
of your old clothes, as well as a clean pair of panties.  And then, you'll
clean the bathroom."
    Ranma nodded.
    "Good.  Come over here," Kasumi patted her lap, "And lay down."
    Ranma, uncertain, did so.  Once she was lying down, Kasumi raised
Ranma's skirt to show her rounded bottom.  Stroking a hand across the firm
globes, Kasumi was rewarded with a moan of pleasure.
    And then she raised her hand, and brought it down hard on Ranma's
butt.  Ranma, not expecting it, yowled in pain.  Kasumi frowned.  "Ranma,
you must not be so noisy.  Nabiki, put something in her mouth."
    Nabiki had a better idea.  Pulling off her own panties, she moved
under Ranma's head and held it in place against her cunt with her legs.
"Eat me, Ranma!"  Not having much choice, the captive girl began to lick
at Nabiki's clit.
    Kasumi struck Ranma's ass again, which caused her to press, for a
moment, harder against Nabiki's cunt.  "Oh, that felt good, sister."
    "Ranma, I'm going to keep spanking you until Nabiki cums twice."
With that, Kasumi began giving Ranma's ass a thorough spanking, slapping
her hand across the firm globes of Ranma's butt repeatedly.  Ranma moaned
at the pain, but continued to suck and lick as best she could.  Nabiki
loved the view of Ranma being spanked and seeing her pale white ass turn
pink with the punishment, and quickly came.
    Ranma could only take a moment's breath before diving back into
Nabiki's cunt.  She stroked her tongue in and out of her fianc�e's twat,
rubbing Nabiki's enlarged clit with her nose.   Ranma was feeling,
strangely enough, highly excited.  The pain was all rushing into her sex
and turning into an intense, unrelenting pleasure, and she was now moaning
more than crying into Nabiki's sex.
    Soon enough, Nabiki came again, and collapsed, exhausted.
    Ranma moaned softly, enveloped with the need to cum.
    "Now, Ranma, go clean the bathroom.  And no masturbating until
both it and your homework is finished."
    Ranma looked at Kasumi unbelievingly.  She needed to orgasm so
hard she could scream, and Kasumi wanted her to wait?  Kasumi looked back,
stern, but with a hint of a smile.
    That hint helped her get up and agree.  "Yes, Kasumi."  Before,
Kasumi had looked at her with the disappointed glare of a mother, but now
she was smiling.  Kasumi was a beautiful, caring woman and if she had to
go through sexual hell to make the woman smile at her again, then that's
what she'd do.
    Ranma walked off to her room to change as quickly as possible,
wincing from the pleasure of everything from the floorboards against her
feet to a breeze of cool air between her legs.  After changing carefully,
she went to the bathroom, finding that the tools she'd need had been laid
out for her job.  Soon, the repetitive scrubbing involved in cleaning the
bathroom drove all thoughts of sex from her mind.

    Back in Kasumi's room, Nabiki lay back and brushed a sweaty strand
of hair from her face.  "Kasumi!  I could never believe you could be so
cruel!"  She pictured Ranma as she left the room, an explosion trying not
to happen.  "Poor Ranma-chan."
    Kasumi laughed.  "I admit I'm a little shocked at myself.  But
this will stick in her mind, and she'll think twice before -"
    Nabiki cut her off.  "Before coming into your room?"  She laughed.
    Kasumi laughed as well, and then started to rummage in a drawer by
her bed, bringing out a long, thin silver rod.
    "What's that?"
    Kasumi smiled, and twisted the rod in her hand.  It started to
buzz, and she quickly drew up her skirt to place it against her panties
with a moan.
    "A Vibrator?  Poor Kasumi feeling a little frustrated?"
    Kasumi nodded as she slipped the vibrator past her panties and
deep into her pussy.  It took only a few strokes to make her cry out in
pleasure.  "Oh.  Sorry to shock you, little sister, but after having
Ranma-chan writhing in my lap like that, I was about as keyed up as she
was."
    Nabiki smiled, and lightly stroked her own sex.  "And you didn't
have the advantage of Ranma-chan eating you out.  I loved that.  Each time
you hit her, her nose got shoved up against my clit.  It took everything I
had to keep from cumming twice in the first five seconds."  She shivered
with the memory of it.
    "Well, enough sex for now.  I've got dinner to prepare, and I
think you'd best start on your homework.  Ranma said yesterday she needs
help with catching up."
    "Yes, yes," Nabiki stretched and slid out of bed, replacing her
panties.  "God, Kasumi, what sluts we're becoming.  Poor Ranma."
    Kasumi grinned, not knowing Nabiki was all too familiar with her
escapades downtown.  "After seven years of taking care of this family, I
deserve it.  Now shoo."

    Late that night, Ranma stepped back into the sparkling-clean
bathroom.  Sitting down by the tub, exhausted, she started running herself
a bath.  It had taken her three hours to clean the bathroom to Kasumi's
exacting standards, and then it had been another three hours with Nabiki
going over the basics of Calculus.  Every muscle in her body ached, and
every neuron in her brain felt just as sore.  She kept a hand in the tub,
checking the temperature, until it was just about as hot as she could
take.  She then slipped into the water, hardly even noticing the change of
her sex.
    Once in the tub, Ranma slid down until just her face stuck above
water, and lay still, letting the hot water soak away her aches and pains.
Although she was sorry to have upset her fianc�es, and glad to do anything
to patch up their relationship, she still wasn't really sorry that she'd
had sex with Ryoga.  Even though she'd been forced to do it back when she
was a he, she'd resented herself for pretending to be female to get his
affection.  In a strange way, last night had been her attempt to apologize
to Ryoga, even if he didn't know why.
    Not that was the only reason.  Ryoga's cock had been hard and
long, and the feel of it, though his pants, had driven her into a frenzy.
Even now, remembering how it had tasted in her mouth and how silky smooth
it had felt in her hands, she could feel herself getting excited.  Lazily,
she floated her hands up to her breasts, gently stroking them.  She closed
her eyes, thinking that it was Ryoga stroking her breasts.  He'd rub his
fingers underneath them, living the hard, pink nipples up to his mouth.
Ranma lifted one of her breasts up, and found that she, too, could suck at
her own nipples.  Moaning softly, she nibbled at her aureole, feeling a
shiver of expectation go up and down her spine.  She kissed over to her
other tit, and nibbled at that one as well.
    Now truly turned on, Ranma was enchanted at the sight of her own
hard-on grown large enough to peek out of the water at her like some soft
of fleshy periscope.  Reaching down, she was enchanted by the way it felt
so much like Ryoga's, only when she played with Ryoga's cock, she didn't
get to feel how it felt in two ways.  Moaning louder, and with a
quickening breath, she started to masturbate, rubbing her hands up and
down along her water and precum lubricated cock.
    "Oh, Ryoga..."
    She loved having a cock sometimes.  It was so easy - you just
rubbed up and down.  And it got so lovely and hard, standing up for her.
Remembering her earlier experiment, she leaned forward, and found that she
could get the head up to her lips.  Licking her own cock was an
electrifying sensation, both the cockhead sending jolts to her pleasure
senses from the feel of her tongue, and her tongue telling her that she
was licking prime cockmeat, just what it wanted to feel.  The texture
alone was enough to drive her to orgasm, it seemed.
    Opening her lips, she slid her cock in between them, sliding it
and another inch or so into herself before she found it uncomfortable.
But she was willing to leave it at that, and started sucking hungrily at
her own cock, thinking of the erotic sensation of having her own cum
jetting into her mouth.

    Nabiki stopped at the door to the bathroom, trying not to laugh.
Poor Ranma had been driven very hard today, and she had hoped to give her
a massage while Ranma soaked.  But coming into the bathroom, she found
Ranma curled up in the bathtub, sucking hungrily at her own cock.  We
might be sluts, but Ranma's our inspiration, she thought resignedly.  She
snuck up on Ranma to watch the erotic sight.
    Ranma saw Nabiki at the same time she came, and jerked back in
surprise as she started to spray cum all over herself, wiggling and crying
out as load after load of spunk sprayed into her face, hair, and tits.
Nabiki could only stand and watch, until finally Ranma's cock slunk back
under the water and Ranma leaned back against the tub.
    "Nabiki, you surprised me."
    "You surprised me, Ranma."  Unable to resist the temptation, Nabiki
knelt by the tub and leaned over, licking a gob of cum off of Ranma's right
cheek.  The taste, sweet and salty, with a consistency she'd never had
before, thrilled her.  "Say, this is good."  She licked Ranma's nose,
where a glob shone in the light, and then got to work, slowly licking
every glob of cum off of Ranma's face, and then her tits.
    Ranma was seriously turned on by the tongue-bath, and both she and
Nabiki were surprised as her cock rose back above the level of the water.
"Nabiki, would you like to have sex?"
    Nabiki smiled.  "I think we already are."  She then climbed over
Ranma, and rubbed his cock against her cunt.  She was already plenty wet
from tasting all of Ranma's cum, and the idea of getting more of it inside
her had every inch of skin achingly sensitive.  With a moan, she sunk
Ranma's cock into her, slowly sliding down her cock until finally it sat
deep, deep inside of her.
    Ranma was impressed.  She knew she had the largest cock she'd ever
heard of outside of a farm animal, and the idea that Nabiki could fit that
inside her was thrilling.  But not as thrilling as being inside her.
Placing her hands on Nabiki's hips, she started pushing them up and down
slowly, moving her cock back and forth inside Nabiki's cunt.
    Nabiki moaned - a long, soft, comfortable moan that said
everything was right in the world.  She'd seen Kasumi have sex in a number
of different ways and enjoying it, but she'd had no idea how downright
satisfying being completely filled with manmeat would be.  She'd enjoyed
having oral sex with Ranma, Akane, and Kasumi, but if there was anything
that convinced her that she was not a lesbian in denial, it was the fact
that Ranma's cock inside of her made everything in her life seem fine.
    However, a few moments of slow, comfortable screwing was all she
could take before her nerves quickened, and she wanted to feel more.  She
grabbed Ranma and they swapped positions in the tub, water sloshing out
onto the tiles, leaving Ranma on top.  "Fuck me Ranma.  Fuck me hard, and
fast."
    Ranma was happy to do so.  Getting up on her knees and grabbing
onto Nabiki's hips, she started to slam her cock in and out of Nabiki's
hungry twat, feeling the young virgin's tight canal almost sucking at her
cock as she slapped their hips together.
    Nabiki couldn't hold in a squeal as she exploded in sensation.
Everything sexual she'd felt or done today, from stealing Ranma's panties
to sucking up her cum, seemed to multiply in the face of Ranma's
incredible ability to keep shoving her cockmeat into her.  Nabiki held up
her tits, and Ranma leant over, biting and licking at them as she
continued to fuck her fianc�e.
    Finally, it was too much, and Nabiki screamed her lover's name as
Ranma came inside of her, the hot, thick jets of cum coating her insides
and driving her over the edge.  After that, there was nothing the pair
could do but hold onto each other and fight to get their breath back.

    Downstairs, Soun and Genma smiled at each other.
    "I told you my son still had it in him," Genma said as he took a
swig of Sake.
    "Genma, my old and dearest friend, I'm sorry I doubted you.  And
with them acting like this so soon, the marriage can happen before the
year is out!"  Soun made a wide gesture with his arms in his happiness,
sweeping a plate off of the table and onto the floor.  Unnoticed, it
landed on it's edge, balanced perfectly.

    In the kitchen, putting the dishes away, Kasumi heard Nabiki as
well, and smiled.  It was good to share with your sisters.

    In her bedroom, Akane heard squeals in two different directions.
One, louder, came from the bathroom, and she knew she hated Nabiki even
more.  And on the bedroom TV, she saw Kasumi cumming as one man fucked her
mouth, and another her ass, while someone obviously taped from outside.
The tape had been labeled merely 'Kasumi - 13/4/98' when she'd found it in
Nabiki's room, and she'd wondered what it was.
    "I wonder if Kasumi knows that her dear favorite sister has been
spying on her, and selling the tapes for money?" Akane whispered to
herself.
    She should be disgusted.  She'd never been exposed to pornography
like this, and it all involved men, a sexual creature she'd never wanted
to know this much about.  But something kept her watching, rapt in
attention.  She wondered, for a moment, whether it was something wrong
with herself, or something that Ranma had brought along with her.
    And then she went back to watching a rough close-up of Kasumi's
face being covered in cum as she buried her hands between her legs.

    Every teenager knows intellectually that his parents have sex, but
none of them really want to think about it.  Hikaru Gosenkugi was,
unfortunately, in that situation.  Even if his parents' bed wasn't banging
against the wall their rooms shared, his mother's loud cries of pleasure
would easily have penetrated the thin barrier.  He frowned as he wrapped
his pillow around his head.  His folks never did anything this obvious
before, and especially not on a school night.  It bothered him.
    Something was wrong.

Next Episode:
-Nabiki goes on a date with Ranma!
-Gosenkugi starts to notice a disturbing trend!
-Ranma throws her weight around!
-And if you've been bad little boys and girls, More Sex!

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