Tentacle Ranma: Close-Knit Family [Episode 41936]

Genma and Soun, blissfully oblivious to the XXX-rated drama brewing in their house, started eating Kasumi's delicious meal.  Genma with the usual appetite of a ravenous beast.  He didn't even wait for finishing his plate to pick into Ranma's — the boy being late for dinner, he would have only himself to blame if he starved.  The Saotome father had worked hard enough to instill that into his son.

The girls, however, seemed in no hurry to have dinner, even Ranko.  Not that they weren't hungry, but that was for a completely different kind of food.

"I can't stand it anymore..." mumbled Nabiki.  Her eyes crossed over as she gazed at the fathers.  Her sight was getting blurry, and she wasn't seeing their faces any more.  All she knew was that they were male.  "I need a cock...." she added, gulping.  The men didn't hear her, though; they were too engrossed in the feast.

Nabiki fell on her hands and knees and started crawling on all four toward Genma.  Kasumi put a hand over her mouth and exclaimed:
"Oh my!  Nabiki-chan, this isn't proper.  You could at least wait for us to finish dinning..."

But Nabiki wasn't listening to her Oneechan.  Reaching between the elder Saotome's crossed legs, she was quick to...

ZIIIP!

(Okay, that's a gi, so I guess there's no zipper.  Bear with me, that's just for effect.)

Genma instantly froze solid.  His arm still raised in the mid-gesture of bringing some rice to his mouth, the other hand holding the bowl.  That was impressive sight; not many things could stop so cleanly the Saotome father from his favorite hobby, feeding himself.

Soun, a pair of chopstick in his mouth, turned head and blink-blinked.  He just couldn't figure why his middle daughter was kneeling low, with her face between his friend's legs, while they were supposed to have dinner.
"Nabiki-chan?  What are you doing?" he asked in a flat voice.

Genma was still completely immobile except for the sweatdrop that materialized on his brow.  Despite his years of experience as a martial artist and his training under master Happosai, he just couldn't figure out what he was supposed to do of the situation.  Namely, having his best friend's teenage daughter opening his pants and freeing his asoko while in the family dinning room, in front of everybody.

The lone sweatdrop soon had lots of company when Nabiki started wanking him off with silent determination.  Genma may have had the average libido of a giant panda (that is, not very high), but the Tendo's girl handiwork was quite efficient, if direct and right to the point.  It took not long for the manhood to get hard, increasing Genma's overall likeness with a statue.  After the run-in with Shikima tentacles, Nabiki wasn't especially impressed by its size, although it was certainly in the more than respectable range.  The male Saotome haven't 'Horse' in their name for nothing, after all.

"Oh my", repeated Kasumi.

The object of her trouble, however, almost immediately disappeared from sight as Nabiki leaned further and engulfed the tip between her lips.  Genma showed the first sign of life by suddenly gasping for air.  Long-forgotten sensations, reawakened by the warm wetness of a female mouth, jolted right into his brain.  The girl sucked on the glans like a lollipop with an expertness that couldn't be born of just one training session with a few roots of lust.  But everybody was too distracted to notice that.

Soun Tendo's left eyebrow twitched.  The unspeakable reality was having a hard time penetrating the thickness of his skull.  Blinking again, his face unreadable and the chopsticks still in place, he simply watched in shock at the improper scene unfolding between his eyes.  It's hard to tell what finally took him out of his trance.  Probably the particularly obscene slurping noises Nabiki was making.

Aura slowly flaring, eyes sockets hidden in darkness, body tensing, Soun was giving every sign of a Demon Head ready to burst.
"SAOTOME-KUN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY LITTLE GIRL?!?!" he roared.

"GAH!"
Genma tried to articulate, but to no avail.
"GAH!"
Untold pleasure was neutralizing his higher speech functions.
"GAH!"
This, mixed with the fear, was rooting him on the spot despite his urges to flee the incoming Tendo storm.
"GAH..."

Ranko had been watching all along without making any comment, only occasionally licking her lips.  Seeing the Tendo father about to explode, she blinked, shrugged and finally muttered:
"Well... why not."

The redhead swiftly jumped above the table and, mimicking Nabiki, she went on her hands and knees, but between Soun's thighs this time.  The Tendo patriarch's fury deflated almost immediately when he felt a deft, feminine hand on his crotch.

ZIIIP!

"Oh my!"

Eyes bulging and hair sticking straight on his head, Soun mutely looked down.  His mind had shut down once more as the girl he knew only as his best friend's son had freed his own manhood from the confine of the brown gi pants.  The shutdown promised to be lengthy, since he gave no sign of rebooting when 'Ranma-chan' started to roll the tube of meat between her fingers.  Grinning like the cat that was about to eat the canary, Ranko firmly massaged the cock.  She was a lot sloppier than Nabiki in doing so, and obviously impatient.  She frowned, because her attempt wasn't entirely successful in stirring the expected erection.  The Tendo father was too shell-shocked for that on the fly.  Still, Ranko was a Saotome and not one to renounce easily.

Stripping lightning-fast, Ranko-chan tossed her red Chinese shirt away.  Soun gawked when the redhead's bountiful chest came into view.  Her skin was glistening, and her red nipples stuck out from the round breasts.  Smiling saucily, she bent down again and caught the flaccid penis between her mounds.  The advantage of having been a boy, in Ranko's case, was that she knew just exactly what men wanted to see.  Her tactic seemed successful this time, since the prick started to respond.  Her mouth was almost drooling; she couldn't wait for the mushroom cap to be at lips' range.

"Ran...Ranma-kun, what are you doing?" asked Soun in a breathy voice.  He wasn't making any move to escape the redhead.  The whole situation was simply too surreal for him to react.

Genma, despite his own distraction, also noticed what 'Ranma' was doing.  That efficiently broke his dazed state; the bowl and chopsticks fell from his nerveless fingers.  He didn't budge, however.  Maybe because Nabiki was very close from inhaling the whole length of his mast.

"RANMA! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?  IS THAT A WAY FOR A MAN TO BEHAVE??" managed to yell the Saotome father.  He couldn't find the strength to stand up and punish his misbehaving son, however.  His legs would probably have betrayed him anyway.  It has been a long time since he got his knot deep-throated, and Nabiki was pretty good at that.  The bald martial artist just couldn't find the heart to push her away.

"Dry up and die, Oyaji..." distractedly answered Ranko.  Sticking her tongue out, she started to lick the protruding tip of Soun's dick.  The supple muscle twirled around the bulbous head, teasing its very sensitive nerve centers.  Then her mouth went down, surrounding the male meat.  Ranko was sucking messily but enthusiastically, letting her saliva coat the salty-tasting flesh.  Her squeezed melons were adding stimuli to the shaft, and Soun threw his head back, gargling in bliss.

Genma would really have liked to jump to his feet and stop this travesty.  But Nabiki was now bobbing her head up and down around his manly rod, and it felt way too good for the weak-willed man to bring an end to this.  He also began moaning and panting pitifully.  Unable to make sense of that new weirdness falling on them, he kept watching the Tendo girl giving him the best head he'd had in years.

Ranko was hungry, and devoured the Tendo cock with gusto.  Her cheeks inflated as she took more of it in her mouth, then deflated as she slid backward.  Her fingers trailed on the blood-engorged meat, like she was playing a flute.  Her boobs rubbed against his balls when she pressed forward, rocking her whole chest on his privates for a short while.

Needless to say, Soun was quickly getting very high from this treatment.  After years of pent-up needs since the death of his wife, he had quite a load in store.  So it didn't took long for the sexy redhead to bring him over the edge, to his great dismay.

Making a strangled sound, he slumped on his back as fireworks exploded in his brain.  Ranko didn't let go of his twitching organ, however.  Clamping her lips around the hosing cock, she finally received the reward for her efforts.  Several long spurts of male seed splashed the back of her throat.  She drank all of it eagerly; it wasn't like a Saotome to waste food.  The taste was quite different from Ranma's demonic jism, but she enjoyed it greatly anyway.

Genma proved to be not as fast at the trigger.  Nonetheless, Nabiki wasn't ready to give up, far from it.  Once the greedy girl had her sight on something, she wasn't to be denied.  The Saotome patriarch was learning this at his expense.  And after being a helpless sex-toy for Ranma-Shikima — although that had been immense fun — she was very much enjoying to be anew in control.  So, she was sucking on Genma's meat like a vacuum cleaner, intent on milking him for good!

When Ranko pulled her head away, a trail of drool mixed with sperm linked her mouth with the tip of Soun's wang.  To her delighted surprise, it was staying hard even after cumming.  Sliding her small hand up and down on the slick shaft, she made sure it stayed that way.
"Mmmh... Tendo-san, I'm impressed... seem you're ready for the second round without any rest.  That's great!"

Soun, still stunned from the unexpected orgasm, was laying bonelessly on the floor.  Craning his neck forward to look at Ranko, he feebly pleaded:
"Err... Ranma-kun... can't we discuss this a little..."

But his mouth clamped shut and his eyes popped of their sockets when he saw that the redhead had already discarded her pants.  She planted her feet on each side of his lower body and offered a tempting view as she towered above him.  Her petite but athletic frame, shapely legs, red bush and toned butt wiggled lasciviously as she lowered her rear on his mast.  Keeping it aimed at her dripping pussy with one hand, she smirked from the look of utter shock on Soun's face.

Pushing herself down, the lusty redhead expected fully to met a resistance and have it slowly penetrating her folds....  That's why she was quite surprised when she found herself suddenly sitting on his lap as her legs gave up, her neither lips meeting his pelvis with a wet, slapping sound.

"What the...."  She blinked.  She couldn't have missed....  Indeed she somehow felt the Tendo prick lazily resting on the walls of her vagina.  But she felt nowhere near filled!

"It couldn't be so small..." she pondered aloud.  Although Soun Tendo was largely appalled by the unthinkable situation, he felt a stab to his male pride at that.

Then, Ranko suddenly understood what happened, and her face got scarlet from rage.
"WHY THAT... BASTARD!  I'M GONNA RIP OUT HIS TENTACLES AND USE THEM TO HANG HIM!!!" she yelled in outrage.  She grumbled a few more chosen epithets toward her male counterpart, not believing he could have done THAT to her.  Now that she was finally enjoying being a girl, he had to ruin any chance for her to have fun with other guys!

Genma, on the side, truly desired to chew out Ranma-chan for what the wanton girl... boy was doing.  He really wanted to stop this unmanly behavior.  He definitively tried to open his mouth and give the redhead a piece of his mind.

Unfortunately, all that came out was a long, strangled cry of release.  Nabiki had finally gained her prize.  The Saotome's horse-tool was now discharging its creamy stuff into her hungry mouth.  Without hesitation, the middle Tendo daughter drank as much as she could of the sperm, only a few droplets escaping her mouth.  To her uninhibited mind the taste was wonderful.  Now that the horny girl had satisfied her oral fixation, though, she wanted more.

Under the flabbergasted Genma's gaze, Nabiki lustily licked her lips and whipped her chin form the cum that smeared it, before lazily sucking on her fingers.  Then, smirking, she ripped her shirt open, and Ranma's father couldn't keep his eyes from following the bounce of her naked breasts.  She hadn't bothered with underwear after the copious fuck with her Shikima-lover.  Wiggling her hips, she lowered her juices-soaked shorts, standing in front of the Saotome patriarch in all her naked glory.  Then she lost no time kneeling between his legs to work again on his flaccid manhood.  Genma's rarely-used conscience was screaming in the back of his mind just how wrong it was to take advantage of his best friend's daughter (or was it the other way around?).  But he couldn't find the strength to throw her away.

Ranko, meanwhile, had stopped cussing about her twin, and decided that whatever punishment she'd lash out on Ranma-kun could wait.  Right now she needed a screwing.  Fortunately, she figured out an alternate way for doing this.
"Well... at least I got another hole that still should be nicely tight..." she concluded.

Lifting herself on her knees, she moved her bottom and realigned the male rod... toward her anus.  Seeing that, Soun started to get agitated and protested anew:
"R-Ranma-kun... you should really think that through... we can't do that!"

But the only response he got was an hentai grin.  Letting her weight bring her down, Ranko impaled her puckered hole on the erection.  Since she only got one tentacle there and not Ranma's main mast, she wasn't stretched enough for not feeling it.  Indeed, it was a tight fit, just as she wanted.

Ranko moaned, threw her head backward and grabbed her breasts.  Twirling her bottom left and right, she eased the penetration of the slick shaft.  Thanks the kami it was greased by her juices and drool.  It wasn't long before the dick was deeply embedded into her rear hole, folds of her anal passage squeezing it from all sides.  Soun didn't protest any longer. He was too busy sucking off air from the incredibly hot and hugging feeling around his asoko, and watching Ranko sexily pole-dance atop of him in a lurid display of carnality.

Nabiki, on her part, wasn't having so much luck.  Genma's softened prick wasn't responding to her attempt to coax it back to hardness.  Maybe the married man was too terrified of consequences, maybe he was simply too nervous or too unused to have this part of his anatomy working, or maybe he simply hadn't stamina on par with his friend (which would explain why Nodoka had let him get away on the training trip twelve years ago, but I digress).  Nabiki, simply put, was too impatient to wait for the portly martial artist to get back his second wind.  She wanted a cock, an erect one, NOW!

"Damn it!" she growled, standing back and stomping her foot.  "Can't you get it hard twice in a row?  Am I not exciting you?" she asked angrily, her boobs gainaxing to emphasize her point.  But Genma only gulped, shaking his head in denial over what had already happened.

Nabiki blew on a stray lock of hair in frustration.  Then she noticed Ranko's squeals, moans and gasps of pleasure, and slowly turned around.  Her eyes fell on the redhead as she happily bounced on top her father, his rod sliding in and out of her derrière.  The brunette had to refrain herself from drooling.

"Daddy is hard... Daddy is hard..." she first muttered beneath her breath, before she said it out loud: "DADDY IS HARD!"

Catching Ranko beneath her armpits, Nabiki suddenly pulled her away from the manmeat she was riding, which made a comical popping sound.

"HEY!" protested the pig-tailed girl, but to no avail.  She was unceremoniously shoved aside, landing... exactly over own father.  "OOF..." was Genma's only comment as her received a bundle of hot, sexy, sweaty redhead on his lap, and slumped backward under her weight.

Nabiki immediately dived on top of her father, pressing her nude body against his partially gi-covered one.  This time, Soun panicked for good: "NA-NABIKI?!!  What are you doing! ? What the hell is going on?  I'm your father for Heaven's sake!!!"

"I don't care!" cut off his awfully needy daughter.  "I need your cock!  I need a hard one to fill me!  Please, Daddy!"

Not waiting for his answer, Nabiki lowered her hips on Soun's erection, still very present thanks to Ranko's ass-riding.  It slid easily into her pussy... way too easily, in fact.  Nabiki was discovering she had the same problem than the Saotome girl:  She was simply too stretched to feel much from a normal-sized phallus.

"Damn it!  Why it had to be so SMALL!!" cursed the desperate Nabiki.  Soun, mainly lost in the horror of the incestuous act he was involved in, felt nonetheless another sharp stab at his pride.

"Oh my!  Oh my!  Oh my!  Oh my!  Oh my!  Oh my!  Oh my!  Oh my!"

Kasumi, all along, had been solely watching.  Even if she'd been Ranma's first fuck, the newly-created Shikima hadn't used his main mast on her — fearing too much to hurt her at the time.  Also, she had taken a bath since, washing most of the aphrodisiac slime and sperm from her body.  And beside, she had much experience keeping her libido and female urges in check.  That's why, at the time, she wasn't joining Ranko-chan and her sister in indulging with the fathers.  She still had enough control for that.

That didn't mean she wasn't feeling horny.  And, aware that the two other girls couldn't help it and immensely needed a source of release, she didn't do anything to stop them.  Even when they traded partners, and things went from extremely kinky to completely taboo.  So she kept watching.  All the while, rubbing her aroused nipples thru the front of her dress with one hand.  And fingering her dripping labia with another hand inside her soaked panties.

"OhmyOhmyOhmyOhmyOhmyOhmyOhmyOhmyOhmyOHMYYY!!!"

Ranko, laying on top of Genma, looked up and met a fatherly glare.  She smirked, a response that wasn't shared nor appreciated.

"RANMA! How dare you do those... those... hideous things to poor Tendo-kun!  Have you lost your mind, son!?"

"Ow, shut up, Oyaji.  First, that's Ranko.  And you're just mad we've interrupted you stuffing yourself.  But if that all it was to you, I can make it up!"

Genma was about to explode in untold rage at this apparent show of rebellion from his (no longer) only child.  But Ranko managed to shut him up.  Quite efficiently.  By whirling around with her typical agility... and landing crotch-first on top of her father's head.  This way, giving him a face-full of female genitalia... and a mouth-full of her dripping hole, since he was opening it.

"GRRRMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!" came the muffled protest from the smothered martial artist.  He tried to push away Ranko's distended cunt from his face to gasp some air, but she was clutching his head with her strong legs.

Now in the 69-position, the grinning redhead was clamping to Genma's struggling body with all her might.  This included her hands firmly grasping his dick at the base.  Chuckling, she saw why Nabiki had abandoned him in profit of her father; it was very close from her face in fact.  But unlike the Tendo girl, Ranko could be much more dedicated to what she was doing.  And she was sure she could get a stirring out her father.

"Come on, Oyaji.  You stole my meals often enough, now is not the time for refusing to feed me!" she boasted, bringing the tip of the manhood to her lips.

"Nabiki!  Nabiki, you must listen to me!  We can't do that!  You're my daughter!" continued to plead the distraught Tendo father.

Nabiki had now reverted her posture, and was flashing him with her ass and gaping hole.
"But I need it!  Daddy, I need it so much!  You're the only one who could give it to me!  Please, daddy, FIST ME!"

"WHAT!!!" barked Soun, almost dying of apoplexy on the spot.

"I can't feel anything else!  You must push your big fist into my holes!  Please Daddy!  I really need it now!  Pleaaaaaase!"