[Episode 109611] [Episode 109611]It was unusual to wake up on her own, though. Usually it was her parents that woke her up.
Mewling rather cutely, even thought she wasn’t in her animal form, (since her parents told her it was a bad thing to do around human-populated areas), she got off form her bed and set off to her parents room.
Padding across the wooden floor, the little blonde-haired girl stopped at her parent’s door. Reaching up, she could barely hold onto the door-handle to turn it open.
It started to open with a loud ‘creek’.
Upon entering the little girl scrunched her nose at the smell, it was as if her parents’ hadn’t bathed for a couple of days.
Batting her nose a little bit, the girl looked at the bed. From what she could tell, her daddy was hugging onto her mommy really tightly. “Mommy?” The little girl called out softly.
The ‘mommy’ in question was snoring softly under her husband, still in the position they were in last night when they went to sleep. Thankfully they were covered with a blanket.
Maternal instincts alerted the sleeping werewolf about her daughter’s presence, though. So she started to wake up and looked at Britanny through bleary eyes. “Britanny?”
“Mommy?” The little girl called out a little louder that time, yet still not in her usual talking voice. “What’s for breakfast?” The voice the girl used to ask was as cute-as-a-button.
Several facts started to become evident for Jetta as her mind cleared. For one she had slept in, something that she usually didn’t do unless she’d had a night of passion with Ranma.
Second came the fact that her daughter was already up and asking for breakfast.
Third, and most horrifying, now that she realized it, her position was still one of being ‘joined’ with her husband under the covers. Odd, she could’ve sworn he pulled out last night... And said blanket was the only thing keeping this fact from her daughter’s innocent eyes. “Uh... Britanny? Could you give mommy a little time to get ready? I’ll meet you in the kitchen.”
Britanny blinked her eyes once, twice, thrice, before nodding her head enthusiastically. “Okay, Mommy!” She then padded out of the room and ran down the hall, ready to sit down at the kitchen.
Jetta gave a huge sigh of relief and smiled warmly as she felt her husband’s weight on top of her body. “Ranma?”
In his sleep, Ranma nuzzled Jetta’s breasts in response.
The werewolf had to fight the desire of just laying there for the remainder of the day. Her daughter was hungry, after all. “Ranma, wake up.”
Ranma just continued to grumble in his sleep. A small trail of drool starting to escape past his lips.
Jetta’s eyebrow twitched. “Oh well...” Placing her hands under herself she pushed and rolled over to have Ranma under her. Seeing he was still asleep she rolled her eyes and ‘disengaged’ from him. After standing up and putting on a bathrobe she smiled down at her husband’s snoring form and tucked him in nicely before walking out of the room.
Ranma then opened an eye slowly as he was tucked into the bed. “It’s just not as warm without you,” He called out as he saw Jetta’s form leaving the room.
Stopping for a moment, Jetta smiled over her shoulder at her husband. “I’ll be back later then,” With that she closed the door and walked down the hall.
(------)
Britanny sat at the table, a spoon in her hand. She hoped her mother would make her one of those bowls of cereal again. It was Saturday. She could sure use a high-sugar-content fix.
Upon entering the kitchen, Jetta smiled at her eagerly waiting daughter. “What do you want for breakfast, Britanny?”
“Double Chocolate Frosted Cocoa Sugar Bombs!” Britanny chirped out happily.
Jetta rolled her eyes in amusement and went to the cupboards to retrieve the box of cereal. “So how did you sleep?” The werewolf served a rather large portion, her daughter was a growing lycanthrope after all, and placed the bowl in front of her.
Looking intently at her bowl, Britanny licked her lips happily. Before digging in, she looked up at her mother. “I slept well, mommy. Dreamt you and me and Daddy were at the beach again.” She giggled. “And Daddy was my mommy as well.”
Jetta smiled. “That’s nice, dear. Maybe we'll take a small break next weekend to go to the beach, if you really want to do it.”
Britanny was in no position to answer, as she was stuffing her face with her cereal of choice; milk dribbling down her chin.
“Britanny!” Jetta called out in a chiding voice. “What have I told you about eating like your father?”
Wincing a little at her mother’s raised voice, Britanny pouted a little, her cheeks full of cereal. “Sowwy,” She mumbled with her mouth full.
Jetta rolled her eyes and decided it was a lost cause. Try as she might, Ranma still didn’t acquire that much in terms of table manners. “I’ll tell you what. If you’re a good girl all week and do your homework without me asking, I’ll talk your father into taking us to the beach. What do you say?”
A little milk still dribbling down her chin, Britanny smiled happily and nodded her head rather enthusiastically.
“So it’s a deal,” Jetta nodded and started to prepare some coffee. “What do you want to do today, though? No school.”
The girl thought about it for a moment, making an exaggerated showing of thinking. “Hmm...” She swallowed her cereal as best she could. “Can I go and play with Danielle today? Please?” Britanny asked. She really liked the neighbors, and Danielle was undoubtedly her best friend.
Jetta smiled. “Only if you make your bed.”
And Britanny was off in a flash, ready to make her bed neatly, her bowl was, unsurprisingly empty. So one had to wonder if the sudden burst of speed was from her werecheetah heritage of the 25 million milligrams of sugar.
Jetta’s smile turned a little lecherous. With Britanny out with the neighbors and both her and Ranma having a couple of hours free before work, she could return to their warm bed.
Life was good.
(------) Ranma was hogging the covers a little tightly. Damn. He wouldn’t admit it, but he had really gotten used to sleeping with a nice werewolf. So warm... So furry... Just so comforting. “Nope, a blanket just doesn’t cut it anymore,” Ranma thought seriously as he buried his head in the pillow.
The door opened and closed quietly, but not enough for Ranma to miss it, and he felt the mattress shift as someone else rested on the bed.
Lifting his head from the pillow, Ranma saw the luscious lupine of his dreams... “Hello, Jetta,” He said with a smile. “How’s Brit?”
Jetta smiled down at Ranma. “With the neighbors. She even made her bed.”
Blinking his eyes for a moment, Ranma chuckled. “She really likes that daughter of the Carters, huh?” He asked. He didn’t mind. The Carters weren’t nosey, what with the wife being a busybody homemaker and the husband being constantly at work as a police officer.
The werewolf nodded as she got out of her bathrobe, revealing her naked body. “I told her we’d take her to the beach next weekend if she worked hard at school.”
Watching his wife intently, Ranma smirked. “Damn, did I ever get lucky and get a smart girl,” He said, not mentioning that he thought the hardest Brit did in her grade was ABC’s and 123’s.
Jetta smiled at the compliment and sneaked her way down the blanket, molding her body to Ranma’s. “Hmm... So warm.”
Smiling, Ranma nuzzled his face into her neck. “I think that’s my line...”
Jetta smiled more and hugged her husband tightly. “Ranma?”
“Yes, Jetta?” Ranma asked, his arms wrapping around his wife tightly in turn.
“Are you happy?” The werewolf asked him seriously. Ranma blinked his eyes at the question. “Yeah. I’d say I am. Why do you ask, my precious lupine lady?” He asked as he kissed her neck.
Jetta murred and closed her eyes. “Well... It’s just that we settled down. We have a wonderful daughter. We have jobs,” She stopped for a moment and leaned back to look Ranma straight in the eye. “I remember you wanted to be the best at martial arts, always living for the challenge and traveling around.”
Slowly nodding his head, Ranma was quiet for a long moment. However, he did manage a smile. “Yeah, but hey... Some dreams have to be put on the back burner to follow new ones, right?” He smiled up at Jetta, looking into her eyes with his own lovingly. “And I think this is one dream I wouldn’t mind if I didn’t wake up.”
The werewolf almost melted at the answer and hugged onto Ranma tighter. “I love you.”
Smiling, Ranma hugged his wife back tightly, although wishing she would lessen her grip, or he’d lose one of his ribs. “Love you too...”
Jetta got comfortable and relaxed her body, enjoying the warmth of the embrace.
Smiling, Ranma continued to hold onto his wife. The warmth he shared with her was something he thrived for. She was just so... So perfect in his eyes. Strong in not only her strength, but her iron-will and spirit. And the keen mind that was greater than his own, (although he’d NEVER admit that. Nope! Not him! Not our Ranma!) “How’d I get lucky enough to have you love me?” He asked her softly, his hand moving down to massage her butt.
Jetta murred and smiled in amusement. “I liked your breasts.” She kept a straight face, with great effort, to see Ranma’s reaction on THAT comment.
Again, Ranma’s eye twitched a little in irritation. “As I said before, I think that’s my line...” He said teasingly, before moving his head down to try and nuzzle the top of her breast.
Jetta laughed lightly. “Hungry, aren’t we?”
Ranma smiled and looked up at his wife. “Hmm... Depends... Are you up to some fun even after last night?” “We’ll have to make it quick to get ready but... Sure!” With that Jetta kissed Ranma hungrily.
Ranma smiled and kissed his wife back, moving his hands so that his left hand massaged her right butt-cheek, while his right hand moved up and down her spine. Jetta murred into the kiss, loving the feeling of Ranma’s hands on her. Still feeling her butt, Ranma smirked. Damn, did he eve get a kick out of that fur. It was so nice and warm... And was actually very kinky.
Jetta broke the kiss and leered at Ranma. “It has to be a quickie, Ranma. You ‘up’ to the task?”
Ranma raised an eyebrow. “And why do you need you there so ear...” Ranma nodded as he remembered. “Right, it’s Saturday. More business.” He smirked a Jetta. “Sure.”
Jetta smiled and laid on her back, her legs open. “So get on with it!”
Ranma smiled and rolled over atop Jetta, his hands at either side of her head. He once again leaned forward to kiss her on the lips hungrily.
Jetta returned the kiss and wrapped her legs around Ranma’s waist. She pulled, making it plain as day what she wanted.
Ranma smirked. “Boy, you want it quick, huh?” He teased and thrust right into her heavenly folds with his man-meat.
Rearing her head back, Jetta let out a gasp of air and arched her back. “Ooh! YES!”
Ranma smiled, loving the heated feel of her love channel around his cock. He began to thrust his meat back and forth in her, shivering in delight at the sensations. “Yeah, so good, Jettaaaa...”
Jetta was starting to take heavy breaths as Ranma worked her, but even then she smiled up at him and egged him on. “What’s the matter, Ranma? Hardly feeling anything.” She meant it when she said it would be a quickie. If she wanted to close shop next week she’d have to make it up this weekend.
Ranma smirked. He was going to give Jetta what she wanted and so literally threw himself into it, pressing his body against hers as his hands wrapped around her tightly, grabbing her ass and thrusting his manhood harder and faster into her pussy. And even as he continued to thrust, he was kissing her on the mouth heatedly, his tongue searching her’s out.
Jetta’s eyes widened when Ranma started the new rhythm and she didn’t even have a chance to protest, not that she would, with Ranma kissing her and silencing her cries of pleasure. She did her best to thrust back and return the kiss, but knew in this position she was on the losing end and would cum eons before he did.
Continuing to feel his wife’s tongue with his own, Ranma’s hands gripped her butt-cheeks a tad harsher, pounding his meat into her pelvis again and again and again.
The werewolf thrashed under Ranma as she felt herself explode. She’d asked Ranma for a quickie, and he surprised her yet again by doing her in less than five minutes! The cries of pleasure she let out were silenced by Ranma’s mouth while she orgasmed, disbelief at how quickly it was this time.
Smiling in triumph, Ranma continued to pound back and forth in Jetta, prolonging her orgasm as long as possible.
Jetta whined into the kiss and her eyes glazed over as Ranma continued pounding into her. Her pleasure was so great that her entire body refused to follow her commands, instead just enjoying the ride.
Feeling Jetta’s body relax, Ranma stopped riding the booty long enough for Jetta to regain her bearings. “Feel okay?”
Jetta was breathing heavily, causing a rather nice bouncing motion with her breasts, and her entire body was flushed under her fur. She managed a smile up at Ranma and winked. “You’re the best.”
Ranma smiled. “I still think you’re better,” He said as he pulled his manhood out of her folds, his member still rather erect and angry, since he hadn’t gotten off. ‘I hope I don’t make you late.”
Turning her head, Jetta looked at Ranma’s cock and frowned. There was no way in hell she was leaving her husband with an erection like that. “Lay back, Ranma.”
At the command, Ranma blinked his eyes. “Didn’t you need to get going?”
Staring at her husband, Jetta’s frown deepened. “Lay back now!”
Ranma nodded his head. Yep, Jetta was serious. So he did as told and laid down on his back, his angry member pointed up in the air.
Jetta smirked and kneeled between Ranma’s legs. “Don’t blink,” She teased before leaning down and taking his member all the way into her mouth. She gave him a couple of licks before pulling back, a trail of saliva connecting her mouth and his head. With that the werewolf took a hold of her breasts and started to give her husband a titty fuck, with her lips and tongue working the head of Ranma’s cock.
His eyes practically rolling to the back of his head, Ranma moaned appreciatively. His moved a hand forward to scratch the back of her ear appreciatively. “Daaamn... So good...”
Jetta didn’t waste any time formulating a response and only increased the tempo of her motions, crushing Ranma’s cock in between her breasts and teasing the tip with her tongue.
Ranma squirmed a bit. Damn, he always loved it when she practically worshipped his cock like this. He could barley hold back. “Jetta. I’m g-getting close,” He said warningly.
The werewolf smiled and, instead of pulling back, let go of her breasts and leaned down, deep-throating Ranma so her nose touched his pubic hair, breathing in deeply to enjoy his smell.
His eyes widening considerably, Ranma lost it. Moaning his wife’s name, Ranma went over the edge, blowing his load down her throat with gusto.
Jetta, being experienced enough in pleasuring her husband, expected this to happen and took Ranma’s load in. She continued to bob her head to prolong Ranma’s release.
Ranma moaned appreciatively as his orgasm lasted longer than he would have expected. “Sooo goooood...” He mumbled as he scratched Jetta behind her right ear.
After a few more moments, Jetta finally took Ranma’s manhood out of her mouth and smiled up at him. “You like?”
Smiling down at Jetta, Ranma nodded his head. “A lot!”
The werewolf smiled some more. “Good.” She then jumped out of bed and made her way to the bathroom to get cleaned up. She had work to do. “We’ll continue this in the evening, Ranma,” Came her voice just before the sound of the shower.
Looking towards the bathroom, Ranma nodded his head, even if she couldn’t see him. Heh. At least he had gotten a good preview of things to come.
“She can’t sing to save her life, can she?”
“No, but she makes a damn good martini.”
“Positive! It’s in the Emanci… Emanson... Constipation Proclamation, I think.”
“Kids, you stop it now, or I’ll... I’ll... Uh... Do Something Else!”
“Theo, you couldn’t make a threat if your life depended on it. Now kids, settle down, or we aren’t stopping for ice-cream!”
“Yes mom!”
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