The door opened and Akane leaned in, interrupting what Nabiki had been about to say. "I just came to tell you that the guests have left. We're alone again. Oh, and we're all out of milk and-" She interrupted herself when she saw Kasumi's dress bunched up at her waist. Akane wrinkled her nose. "Sheesh, Kasumi! Cover that sloppy horse-cunt of yours! It's bad enough we have to smell it all the time."
Kasumi flushed in embarrassment and quickly covered herself. Had Nabiki made her new predicament common knowledge? Would everybody now see her as the horse-cunted girl, when they met her on the street?
"Anyway," Akane resumed, "We're out of milk and bread. Ranma and I have nothing to do right now - we could go get some."
"No need," said Nabiki with a grin. "Kasumi wants to go out anyway. She needs to do something, so she can buy some bread and milk on the way."
Akane nodded. She didn't indicate that she understood Nabiki's hint about Kasumi's need. Did she know everything or not? Kasumi didn't want to ask.
Kasumi fetched her shopping basket from the kitchen and went out. She realized that she was surrounded by a cloud, smelling of her pussy juices. The smell was a little different now - more rank than before - but definitely recognizable as the smell of a woman in heat. Every now and then a drop ran down her legs.
She bought the milk at a supermarket and bore the disgusted stares of the other women who recognized her smell, as well as the lustful glances by the men. She went on to the small bakery where she usually bought the bread. The need between her legs was already very great when she entered. She was the only customer at the moment and went right up to the counter, where the baker smiled at her.
"Ah, Kasumi-chan. Out shopping for the family again?" His nostrils flared.
Kasumi fought down her blush. He could smell her horny cunt! "Y-yes, I am." Yes, I am as horny as I smell. I need a cock in me really soon!
"Why, Kasumi, you seem a little nervous. Is there something else you want?"
He knew! He could tell that she was about to drop to the floor and masturbate her huge horse cunt! "Yes, I- I need..."
The big man smiled at her benevolently. "Well, why don't we two step into my back room and see what I can do about your need..."
Kasumi almost squirted juices down her legs. He was going to fuck her! She needed it so much, but she was also very ashamed to behave this desperately around this man she had known for years. "Y-yes, please!"
The man laughed a little at her eager response, put one arm around her shoulders and led her into the back room. As soon as he had closed the doors behind them, he unceremoniously bent her over a table and lifted her skirt. Kasumi whined in need and thrust her butt out at him.
"My God, girl!" the baker exclaimed. "What have you been doing? I've never seen such a large cunt, and look at how swollen your lips are."
tears of humiliation filled Kasumi's eyes, but she couldn't help herself. "Please... please..." she begged.
The man didn't need more encouragement. He loosened his trousers and freed a penis that was of quite honorable size - but when he shoved it into Kasumi with one thrust, it felt like a little finger to her. And apparently it wasn't too pleasurable to the Baker either. "Sheesh," he said, "I've never seen such a loose and sloppy cunt on a girl. What kind of slut are you? Come on, try to clamp down."
Kasumi tried hard, but apparently it was no use. The man pulled out of her again and grunted frustratedly. Kasumi felt deep shame. Here she was, horny and begging for a fuck from a man she barely knew, and she couldn't even give or receive any satisfaction from it. Her whole debasement was completely useless.
"All right, you slut," said the baker.
Thu Sep 28 04:44:40 2000