[Episode 122064] [Episode 122064]“Hey, maybe she joined the female version of the village people, and this is part of the act,” The Male news-anchor said.
Ranma’s eye twitched. “If I meet that guy, I’m kicking his ass.”
“Nah. She’s probably about to start on the porn industry and this is to kick up her career,” Another guy said.
“Now Tom, Kent,” The Female Co-host said. “All joking aside, this is very serious. She obviously committed a crime.” She smirked. “Mayhaps she returned some lesbian porn video rentals too late, and never paid overdue fees.”
Ranma’s eye twitched. “I hate late-night talk-shows.” Moving over to the nightstand and opened a drawer. He pulled out a little booklet titled, ‘People I want to maim’.
The sound of the bathroom door being opened was heard and Jetta, in human form, walked into the room drying her hair with a towel.
Ranma didn’t notice, too busy scribbling the names of the hosts of this show in between an open space open between ‘David Letterman’ and ‘that guy who works Thursdays at 7-11’.
Jetta looked at the show and then at her husband scribbling something down and chuckled. “Another victim to the list?”
Ranma put the book away after getting the names in, and looked up to see his wife standing there. “You got that right, Jetta.” He smirked a little. “And this time I have you to thank for it.”
Jetta stopped and looked at Ranma. “...What?”
Ranma pointed to the TV and used the remote to flip to Johnny Carson.
Johnny was holding an envelop to his head.
“A Carpet-cleaner. A Fashion Victim. And a Prison Convict.” He took the envelope down and opened it and read, “Three things that describe the Hakken.”
Frowning, Ranma bent over to the nightstand and pulled out the list. “This is your third strike, Johnny,” He said as he put another check right next to Johnny Carson’s name.
It didn’t help Ranma’s mood any when the crystal ball on Carson’s desk showed a video clip of the Hakken being dragged away from the arena by Jetta.
Jetta just stared at the television for a long moment before slowly, almost hesitantly, turning to regard Ranma. “I’m sorry, Ranma.” Today had really sucked for her. She screwed up big on that assumption she made and, as a result, was fired from her job. She was lucky she wasn’t behind bars, mostly thanks to the Diggers.
The only highlight of her day was that Britanny had a new friend, and that new friend was her sister’s daughter.
Ranma frowned as he recognized that tone of voice. Putting the list away, Ranma motioned for Jetta to come and sit by him.
Jetta draped the towel over a chair and sat next to Ranma.
Ranma hugged his wife too him, un-minding her hair was still a little wet. “Don’t kick yourself, Jetta. If it was me that first got the call, I probably would’ve freaked too.”
“That’s just it, Ranma! I shouldn’t have freaked out like that. I have trained my entire life and had come to trust my instincts.” She sighed. “Now look where that got me.”
“Well, it could’ve been worse,” Ranma said seriously. “News of what happened could’ve hit the air-ways as well. Last thing I need is these bastards who think they have television personalities to make fun of you too.”
Jetta leaned against Ranma and sighed again. While it was little consolation the fact that it was Ranma that tried to cheer her up made wonders for her.
Ranma smiled and nuzzled his wife’s cheek. “Besides, Jetta. It’s not like your life is over. I know when you set your mind to something, your motivation will see you through. You’ll find something else to do, I know you will.”
Jetta relaxed and closed her eyes. She was starting to feel better already. “Thank you, love.”
Ranma smiled. His arms encircled his wife as he hugged her to him.
Jetta turned her head and kissed Ranma softly in the lips.
Ranma smiled and kissed his wife back softly, their lips touching one another’s.
Jetta didn’t waste any time and started undoing her robe. Very soon her breasts were revealed and she rubbed her bare skin against Ranma’s chest.
Ranma smiled and kissed her again. His hand moved to her back, rubbing gently between her shoulders as he asked, “You need this tonight, huh?”
Jetta smiled and rested he chin on his shoulder. “It’s been a bad day. I’d like it to end well.”
Ranma nodded and kissed her neck as he brought a hand to her front. Opening up Jetta’s bathrobe completely, he slipped his hand down to her slit, rubbing her nether-lips gently as the palm of his hand rubbed her pubic hair.
Jetta shivered at the feeling, her human form was a lot more sensitive than her werewolf one, and kissed Ranma’s neck.
Smelling her freshly cleaned skin, Ranma smiled. “You always feel vulnerable when you’re human, huh?” He asked as his hand continued to rub her slit, her fluids starting to get on his fingers.
Jetta moaned and hugged Ranma close to her, pressing her breasts against his muscled chest. “Y-yeah. I do.”
“Then let me please my wife’s human form for tonight,” Ranma said with a smile as he started to delve two fingers into her slit.
The woman arched her back in pleasure and sneaked her hand into Ranma’s boxers. She didn’t want to remain idle while he worked her up, so she took a hold of his already hard member and started to jerk him off.
Ranma groaned happily at his wife’s attentions and began to pump his two fingers back and forth in her slit at a slow pace first, but was soon picking up speed. He leaned forward to nuzzle her left breast happily.
Jetta moaned and pushed Ranma off her breast, with some difficulty. “As fun as this is, shouldn’t we stop playing around?” Jetta would usually just force her will on Ranma, in the beginning anyway, when she was in her werewolf form. Right now she wasn’t feeling forceful. Maybe that was also why she was in her human form.
Ranma smiled. “If my beautiful wife says so.” He relented as he kissed her neck.
Jetta moaned again and let herself drop on her back. She looked up at Ranma with a smile and tugged at his boxers.
Looking over his wife as she laid on her back, Ranma smiled down at her. Feeling the tug, he smirked and brought his hands to his waistband, pulling them down his legs for his wife; his erection bobbing into view.
Jetta looked at Ranma and slowly opened her legs, giving herself to him. “I love you.”
Ranma smiled. “ love you too, Jetta-chan.” He started to move back, so he could lean forward, his face going straight to her womanhood. He nuzzled her pubic hair for a moment, before gently licking her folds, getting a taste of her.
“Ranma...” Jetta moaned her husband’s name and placed her hands on the back of his head.
Ranma smiled as he placed his hand so that his index and middle fingers were at either side of her entry. He pushed her pussy-lips apart, so he could lick directly at the moist pink goodness.
Jetta arched her back and pressed Ranma’s head against her crotch. He was so good with his tongue. Knowing what a woman felt and wanted was definitely a benefit in pleasing a woman.
Of course, she had taught him a few of these tricks, when she used them on his female form. God bless his knack for learning quickly!
Smiling, Ranma continued to lick about his wife’s inner-goodness, before flicking the tip of his tongue at her clit mercilessly.
Jetta could already feel it approaching. An orgasm was not far as she wiggled around at his incessant attentions.
Ranma continued to tease her clit mercilessly, as his hands went to massaging about her outer labial folds. He had every intention of getting her off.
“Ranma... You better stop... I, AH! I’m about to...” Jetta trailed off as she fought to control her breathing. She was just so close!
Ranma smiled and then just opened his mouth wide, his lips enclosing all about her pussy as he dove his tongue in as far as it could go, wagging it about inside her passage.
That did it for her and, with a scream, she all but exploded in Ranma’s mouth. “RANMA!”
Ranma drank deeply and greedily of his wife as she came. He loved the taste of her fluids. He brought his hands to her hips to hold her close as she came.
Jetta continued to squirm for a little more before she slumped down and relaxed, taking deep breaths. She loved when Ranma did that do her.
Finally, his tongue stopped moving about inside her, and Ranma pulled his head back; a thin trail of her fluids on his lips. “Delicious,” He told her with a smile.
Jetta took a deep breath and beamed at him. The effect amplified by her orgasm. “You love driving me crazy, don’t you?”
Ranma grinned. “It’s easy when you’re like this,” Ranma smiled. “It’s no challenge like trying to dominate your robust and beautiful Werewolf form.”
“Is that so?” Jetta asked with a raised eyebrow and sat up. She took a hold of Ranma’s head and threw him over her shoulder so he landed on his back in the middle of the bed. She then straddled his chest. “I’m still in human form and you’re still on bottom.”
Ranma smirked up at her as his hands went to caressing her hips. “Just where I want you,” Ranma said teasingly as his hands moved to her ass to grip tightly.
Jetta grinned down at him. “You’re impossible, husband.”
“And that’s why you love me,” Ranma said. “You like someone who can give you a challenge.”
Jetta guided Ranma to her entrance and slowly slid him into her folds. “You aren’t challenging me now, are you?”
“Because I whole-heartedly agree with this,” Ranma said as his hands gripped her ass more, rubbing her cheeks roughly as he bucked his hips up into hers.
The woman gasped and placed her hands on his chest just as she started to move up and down, trying to one up Ranma on this.
Ranma smiled. Her hands felt good, but he knew his wife’s posterior would be far more sensitive. So with a smirk on his face, he gripped and a little tighter and pumped right up into her with a particularly hard thrust.
Jetta yelped and lost her balance a little with the sudden pleasure the move brought to her.
Ranma smiled as he kept this up. He continued to thrust his hips up into hers as his hands played with her backside; particularly rubbing the small of her back where the base of her tail would be if she were in hybrid form.
This wasn’t even close in effectiveness as it was when she was a werewolf, but it didn’t need to be. Ranma was used to screwing the hybrid Jetta, so his pounding right now was making the human one lose her mind in pleasure as she just tried to keep upright for the ride.
Ranma smiled as he continued to give his wife a ride. The bed creaked with each bounce as Jetta was sent up and down her husband’s length as he pumped harder and faster.
Jetta bucked her hips as much as she could and cried her husband’s name in pleasure as she reached a second release that night. If she was in hybrid form she would take a lot longer to reach one, but that was part of the point tonight. She didn’t want any of the control she usually had.
Ranma groaned as he continued to thrust back and forth in her folds as he felt his wife continue to orgasm around him. He had every intention of giving her one hell of a ride. “And I know I can outlast her like this.”
Jetta came down from her high and gasped for breath as Ranma continued to pump into her with a vengeance. She fell over him, unable to keep the sitting position, and fought to regain her senses even as his thrusts continued to make her scream.
Smiling in victory, Ranma wrapped his arms around Jetta to keep her close to him. He kissed his wife hard, his tongue invading her mouth as he continued to plunder her pussy with his hard cock.
By now Jetta’s world was starting to fade, both from the pleasure she was receiving and from a lack of oxygen. She weakly tried to get away from Ranma, but her effort was completely wasted as she simply couldn't will the strength or the desire to do so.
Ranma could feel his wife’s strength fading, and knew he had to get her off now. So, with a few more quick hard thrusts, Ranma ground his cock into his wife's pussy as far as it would go. Moaning into the kiss, he came, and hard; his seed spilling into the woman's womb in torrance.
Her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as Jetta screamed into his mouth, the feeling of being filled by his burning seed sending her over the edge once more and harder than the previous times.
Ranma could feel as their fluids mixed inside of Jetta as his wife came, and was glad for it. He continued to grind his cock inside of her as she came, his arks still holding her tightly to him in a protective hug.
Jetta screamed some more and finally went limp, though not unconscious. She rested her head on his shoulder and softly stroked his cheek. “I love you,” She whispered weakly.
Ranma smiled as he hugged Jetta tighter with those words. “I love you too...” He nuzzled her cheek and kissed her gently. “My wonderful wife.”
The werewolf in human form chuckled softly. “I only got you off once. I’m losing my touch.”
“You’re not losing anything,” Ranma told her. “You’ve just had too stressful a day today. You deserve to be worshipped, rather than do the work tonight,” He said softly as he kissed her gently on the lips once more.
Jetta kissed Ranma back and smiled. “Should we snuggle and run the risk of Britanny catching us again?”
Ranma smirked. “Why not?”
“Good night, husband,” Jetta kissed Ranma again and rested her head on his shoulder, still on top of him.
“Good night, Jetta,” Ranma aid as he held her gently, and drifted off along with her.
That night Jetta and Ranma slept peacefully, but unknown to them times were about to get worse for them both.
“Yes, Julia?”
“Are WE going to do Something Else tonight BESIDES sleeping? Well?”
“Hoo boy...”
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