Ranma Does Nerima: After a Short Digression, Back to the Main Story [Episode 81789]

Kimiko Tendō stood in the anteroom of the bath, peering through the ajar door, unseen by the two teenagers in the furo room.  Who weren’t paying any attention to their surrounding anyway.  Nope, they were way too busy banging each other’s brains out for that.

A hand inside her pants, the mother watched intently as her first-born, her sweet daughter, dear Kasumi-chan, was bouncing like a horny slut on the lap of a hunky young man.  The usually smiling, polite, caring, 19-years-old girl was screaming in bliss as her gushing twat swallowed a good foot of hard, thick male meat.

Ranma’s handholds on her breasts were twisting and mauling the large melons like dough.  His arms, keeping her thighs open and her legs high, were lifting and lowering her whole body with ease. Thus executing a frantic piston move of his pole in her hot cunt.  The straight and unyielding mast was spearing her depths relentlessly; ramming without ever failing past her abused cervix; granting with each thrust the fullest penetration she’d ever experienced.  But condemning her to this fleshy impalement wasn’t torture, however.  Kasumi was past climax, past multiple orgasms.  She just howled in pleasure non-stop, making the cutest, most erotic sounds Ranma had ever heard.  Okay, he hadn’t much experience in this, but for sure he would now list a woman’s moans and gasps of bliss among his favorite music.

Kimiko, eyes still locked on the spectacle, breathed discreetly but raggedly.  A hand firmly inside her panties, she was frigging herself without any second thoughts.  It wasn’t the first time she’d caught a daughter doing the ecchi with some boy... or girl... or man... (or boys... or girls... or men, or any combination...) but she never got such a kick out of it usually.  Sure, she enjoyed watching like any respectful pervert, but couldn’t believe peeping on her own daughter would bring such excitement.  Probably because of the size of the boy’s organ.  Kasumi-chan surely knew how to find the best studs.  How the little tart was doing that, she had no idea.

Kimiko’s fingers pumped harder in her box, rubbing the outer lips and stroking the clitoris with her palm, while the digits were pushing deeper in her unfortunately empty tunnel.  An enlarging spot of wetness spread over the crotch of her pants, her poor underwear already soaked.  Squishing sounds would be heard coming from her if not for all the noises made by the rutting couple close by.

No doubt about it, Kimiko was burning with the temptation to drop her own clothes.  To get naked on the spot and join the horny teenagers.  To lick those droplets of sperm she could see glistening on her daughter’s breasts.  To kiss her and the hunk and to tell Kasumi that mommy loved her, but that it was now past due time for sharing.  To pull off her undoubtedly possessive child from that big cock, and take a ride on her own atop that monster until they both fell from exhaustion.

But she couldn’t... because, if there was something Kimiko Tendō considered serious, even borderline holy, it certainly was fucking.  She wasn’t just a nympho wife, and masseuse, and occasional porn extra... she truly believed in the sanctity of sex.  She cared for all her clients, her conquests, and even her idiot, emotional wreck of a husband.  She not only taught her lovely daughters to take precautions, but also to value every encounter as special.  Whatever their number.  So, interrupting a lovemaking couple, any couple, it was a very mean and impolite thing to do in her book.

Sure, she wanted to “test” that wonderfully-hung, future fiancé of her babies.  Craved that big rod, drooled over the thought of sucking it, dreamed of slipping it into the vessel from where Kasumi, Nabiki and Akane came from.  But she was a grown-up woman, she could control her urges.  She had to set an example for her randy daughters, those hussies that just couldn’t wait and jumped the poor boy without even waiting for their mother to meet him, .

And beside, she just didn’t want of a tired lover.  Better let him rest for a while, so he can screw her for good, and not fall of exhaustion after only three or four long hours of intense fucking...

Nor that she wanted to brought Kasumi-chan in her lurid fantasy.  Her eldest was the only daughter that never showed bisexual tendencies... better to keep it that way.  Even if she suspected Kasumi wouldn’t object a second.  Even if the idea of incest was adding another naughty thrill to the whole thing.

Hell, she’d always resisted the suggestions of her clients and co-workers to bring in one of her little girl for a threesome.  She wasn’t going to prostitute her own children.  Even if Kasumi wouldn’t mind the slightest.  Even if Nabiki was practically begging her for it.  Even if Akane couldn’t help peeping on her naked mother whenever she could....

Gasping suddenly, Kimiko climaxed, a hand grasping the frame of the door to keep standing.  With three fingers embedded in her snatch and the thumb pressing her clit, she liked to think it was solely due to the stimulation of her hand, added to the carnal live show she’d been watching.  But the surge of forbidden images that assaulted her mind had surely contributed.

That was a rather small orgasm, though, compared to what Kasumi was experiencing right now.  Her pussy was gushing like a fountain despite the plug of male meat stretching it.  Moisture on the floor was more Tendō honey than water by now.  The shaking, shrieking, trashing woman in his grasp didn’t faze Ranma, however.  The silly grin didn’t leave his face as he pursued the delightful new exercise.  This was beating martial art conditioning any time, and it looked like it was good for stamina, too.  To tell the truth he was starting to feel a bit tired, but that was nothing compared to the pleasurable sensations.  And he was curious to see just how long he could keep this.

“OH YES OH MY OH YES OH MYYYYY... MR. HORSEY, YOU’RE KILLING ME... YOU’RE KILLING ME SO GOOOOOD!!”

Nabiki, her face in Akane’s loins, smirked.  It sounded like their big sister was enjoying herself.  And she sure didn’t care that the whole house knew, or even the whole neighborhood for that matter.

The better for the two younger sisters, anyway.  It would take the heat away from their butts for Kimiko to got distracted by Kasumi and that boy.  Now, all they have to do to mellow Kimiko was to show up properly cleaned.

Which was what Nabiki was busying herself at.  Swirling her tongue from the inside of Akane’s thighs to her sister’s puffy vulva, she was licking all the manly cream she could find.  The amount of sperm Ranma fired in the young girl’s twat was incredible.  Nabiki never had such a copious feast of male seed.  She wasn’t an enthusiastic cumslut like Kasumi, but she sure enjoyed the taste and never backed down from bukcake shots, since they paid a lot.  That living fire-hose attached between Ranma’s legs, though, it was something out of her wildest dreams.

Nabiki’s fingers hadn’t to work hard to open Akane’s lower lips wide.  Her labia looked still stretched from the recent stuffing of a large, meaty log.  This allowed a mix of female juices and male cum to seep continuously.  The brown-haired girl had to lick non-stop to stop the droplets from dripping on the floor of her bedroom.  The excess sperm flowing from Akane’s overstuffed womb seemed to never run dry.

Akane whimpered as her sister lapped greedily her abused pussy.  She was terribly sore from the amazing ride, but nonetheless still sensitive enough to enjoy a good rug-munching.  Her back resting on the bed, long hairs sprawled on the sheets around her panting face, she was cupping her own breasts and twisting the nipples.  Moaning, Akane’s soft voice encouraged her mercenary sister:  “Yes... Nabiki-onēchan... don’t stop... ooooh... I’m so full... please... make me feel good...”

Nabiki looked up, watching her imōto-chan’s offered body past her mons, and smiled.  She never stopped licking, although the amount of spunk was recessing.  She had to suck harder and to wiggle her tongue deeper in the love hole to find the man milk.  Applying calculated pressure on Akane’s distended belly, she tried to have more of it spurt out in her mouth.

“Aaaaah... motto... Nabiki... be careful... I’m very sore... hu... not so fast.”

But Nabiki had to be a little brusque if she wanted this to not last the whole day.  Not to mention that she was getting tremendously aroused by the incestuous, lesbian sex.  After all, she was the only Tendō daughter to be denied a ride on the Wild Horse.  Filming and taking care of your sisters was fine, but after a while she’d like to get some too.

Brushing Akane’s clit with a free hand and clamping her hungry lips on the well-fucked sex, Nabiki did her best to bring an orgasm to the youngest Tendō.  It was, she thought, the best way to expel more of the jism she’d been stuffed with.  Not that she’ll ever hope to suck all of it, there was simply too much.  Her little sister had better not forgotten to take her pill recently.

Akane let out a long, throaty moan that she muted by biting a finger.  She trashed on the bed, her legs instinctively kicking.  Nabiki, though, had taken the precaution of slipping under her sister’s thighs and rest them on her shoulders, so that she didn’t get hurt.  The brown-haired girl knew well how her black-haired sibling reacted.  She also had to pin Akane’s lower body in place, circling her arms around the muscular hips and keeping the legs open with her hands.  She had no wish to get her head crushed between the martial artist’s thighs.

Mouth still clamped on Akane’s cunt and tongue twirling in the moist folds, Nabiki brought her energetic sister over the edge and gulped everything that was shot in her throat.  Once the flood was over, she unstuck her face from the source of male/female cum cocktail.  Licking her lips, mixed juices running over her chin, the middle Tendō daughter smirked.

“Now, Akane-chan... tell me...” she whispered, crawling on the bed next to Akane with a definitely feline sway to her naked bottom.  Her panting sister, exhausted by too many mind-blowing orgasms, just lay there without reacting.  Her eyes followed Nabiki as her sexy, nude body hovered close by.  She didn’t protest when her sibling scooped her dangling legs to bring them fully on the bed, groping her ass in the process.

“How did... it feel?” continued Nabiki, moving atop her sister.  Settling a knee between Akane’s legs, brushing her still-tingling twat.  Roaming a delicate hand on the youngest Tendō’s body.  Giving her a perfect view of the dangling, full breasts that bounced enticingly with the slightest move of the brunette.

“To have... a big dick... the biggest dick of your life... inside you?” she concluded, slowly lowering herself on Akane.  The sweaty bodies of the sisters rubbing and caressing mutually.  Their flushed skin coming in intimate contact and inflaming their senses.  Nabiki stroked her sister’s beautiful orb, and cupped it to bring her mouth to the erect nipple.  She kissed and sucked the dark tit, making her little sis moan and gasp instead of answering the question.

“It was... incredible...” finally said Akane-chan, turning into putty under her skilled sister’s hands.  Damn, her services were expensive, but she sure was good!  It took most of Akane’s willpower to keep talking while Nabiki gave the royal treatment to her breasts.

“It was... so big... so hard... bigger than anything... I’ve ever gotten there...” she worded between cute sighs, cooing in pleasure.

Nabiki lightly bit on her sister’s teat, pulling the boob up with her lips until it took a conical shape, before suddenly releasing it.  Akane cried and whimpered in bliss from the sweet torture.  Her mouth now free, Nabiki breathed: “Really... bigger than Kasumi’s toys?”

“Oh yes...” answered Akane, too far gone to remember she’d always denied borrowing any of their Onēchan’s sex tools.  “And it was... so hot... so hard... so alive...”

Nabiki didn’t answer, now lavishing her attention on Akane’s neglected nipple.  Obscenely licking around the areola with a full, wet tongue.  Smearing saliva all over the mound.  Pinching the tip with her lips to twist it mercilessly.  Then, sucking as much mammary as she could in her hot mouth.

Long, plaintive cries accompanying each of her ragged breaths, Akane nonetheless continued her description.  She knew that with her sister it was always give and take.  “I thought... he was going... to kill me... to split me open... but it wasn’t hurting... it was past painful... it was... it was... AaaAaah...”

Nabiki, although she was listening with rapt interest, had no pity for her little sister.  Her thigh rubbed against the still-recovering pussy, hairless skin sliding against the fluid-smeared vulva.  Repositioning herself, the middle Tendō daughter brought her cleavage against Akane’s and pressed the supple flesh together, initiating some tits-fencing.

“And... when... he came...” panted Akane, her words coming between short gasps in rhythm with her sister’s humping, “it was... so much... in my belly... his burning... stuff... filling me... again... and again... it never stopped... oh yes... Oh yes... Oh yes!”

Akane’s arms shot instinctively around Nabiki’s neck, and the two sisters kissed passionately, tongues swirling as their bodies were rocking and mingling.

Nabiki broke the kiss and, to Akane’s great dismay, the full-body-contact too.  She was pretty high, her whole being needy for more.  Her sadistic big sis sat on the bed with a smirk, her nude, perfect shape glistening with sweat under the room’s soft light.

“Oh, I am so jealous...” mockingly teased Nabiki.  “You and Kasumi-chan got to try that huge, fucking cock... but poor little me...” she trailed off, idly toying with her chest and stroking her sex.  “I don’t think I even had ONE orgasm today,” she whined.  “I am so needy...” she concluded, badly overacting.

Grabbing Akane’s left leg, Nabiki lifter it straight up against her shoulder.  She kneeled around the other leg and sat on the thigh, aligning their snatches.  Grabbing the ankle above her head, she started grinding their pussies together, pulling on her sister’s member to press her belly and the valley of her breasts.

Akane’s laying body shook on the bed with each rocking of Nabiki’s hips.  The two girls were quick to heat up their bushes, doing their best to put them on fire.  Gushing twats were stroking each other, neither lips mingling and struggling and exchanging fluids like a pair of amorous clams.  Whenever their uncovered clitoris bumped together, it inspired more ecstatic moans from both sisters.

“You... owe me, Akane-chan...” blurted out Nabiki, her breath short.  She never stopped nor slowed the tribadism while talking.  “You must... give me an orgasm...”

“Yes...” moaned back the youngest.  In her state, she would probably have accepted anything.

“You gotta... eat my pussy too...”

“Yes...”

“You will... push your tongue deep... in my cunt...”

“Yes...”

“And... your fingers too... and in my hiney...”

“Yes...”

“And suck and lick and pump...”

“YES...”

In the bathroom, things were coming to a climax, too.  Ranma had felt a familiar pressure building in his balls from some time.  Now more aware of what this meant, he had tried to keep it at bay.  He could guess another of these messy releases could mean the end of the fun.

However, Kasumi’s tight, hugging sheath was compromising his control.  Sure, he already cummed twice, but he was lacking the training to resist another ejaculation.  Thinking unsexy thoughts were far from his mind.  He didn’t even know about sexy thoughts before today.

Ranma groaned, pushing the overwhelmed girl over his shaft one last time.  Kasumi was, for all purpose, barely conscious any more.  Getting thoroughly banged for several minutes (that felt like hours) by a stud with a horse-sized tool was more than she could take.  Her multiple orgasms had blended in a long unique one.  Her brain was frying up from too much pleasure.

The boy let out a strangled yell as the dam was broken and a geyser of sperm shot from his throbbing dick.  Imbedded deep within Kasumi’s womb, the pee hole shoot spurts after spurts of hot sperm.  This momentarily brought back the young woman closer to reality.  Her eyes snapped open at the marvelous feelings of fullness that invaded her belly.  She cummed one last time, overjoyed to have brought pleasure to her man and making him give so much in return.

The abnormally long ejaculation filled pretty quickly all the space available, and the surplus flowed through the cervix.  Despite the tight fit between the crammed hole and the humongous manhood, the pressured baby-making stuff seeped out of Kasumi’s cunt and joined the copious lubricant juices spent on the floor.

Kimiko watched that amazing orgasm with awe.  Her motherly part was a bit worried for Kasumi, who seemed to slip bonelessly from Ranma’s grasp, like a rag doll.  The wide smile plastered on her face and the afterglow that was reaching the visible spectrum, however, left no doubt about how she felt.

Ranma slumped too, his back on the wall, as his finally sated asoko deflated to a more manageable size and exited Kasumi’s box.  The Tendō mother stared at the flaccid equipment of the prospect fiancé future son-in-law.  He was still impressively big even at rest.

Kasumi used the last of her strength to hug Ranma’s waist and wrap her legs around his.  Breathing softly, she looked quite ready to take a satisfied nap right in the middle of the bathroom, naked and cuddling the Saotome boy.