[Episode 137802] [Episode 137802]To say that Nabiki was stressed was an understatement worthy of her infamous cutdowns. She left her projects at school in her lieutenants' capable hands, going home early. Taking a small detour, where she spent some of her personal money on something a little more intimate than the occasional CD. Paying only in cash.
The middle Tendo daughter tried to maintain some propriety on her walk home, but her bookbag, jostled by her gait, slapped her ass with each step, sending little jolts of electricity up her spine at the knowledge of the item still encased in its packaging. Her pace increased with each nudge, her bag and its contents urging her on. By the time she reached the block, Nabiki was striding at a brisk pace that even her muscle-bound sister would have trouble keeping to.
The door closed behind her. Her shoes skidded across the wood, tumbling end over end to meet her older sister's and her father's. Nabiki avoided her room for the moment. She needed a little extra privacy. A small sign could do that.
Nabiki watched herself in the mirror as she pulled off her sweaty uniform. The clothes were tossed in a pile next to the hamper. Her bag sat on the countertop. Nabiki reached in and withdrew her purchase. The paper bag crumpled as she extracted an item. Nabiki's breath increased as she studied it. Ten inches long. An inch wide. Knobbed. Fiery red. A substitute for the real thing Heat rose in her cheeks. This was the first she had ever owned. It wasn't that she'd never had the urge before. It was business. She'd lose any hold on her marks if they had some kind of hook on her. Not that they'd be able to find out, but she had no desire to give them any chance. Better to do that with her hands and leave no trace behind. Lately, though, that hadn't been enough.
Now, she was willing to risk possible loss of face and income. She had a friend. Someone she wanted much more with. She put the paper bag back and clasped the rod to her chest.
The "Do Not Disturb" sign rattled as she slid the door closed. Nabiki turned up the heat, letting the steam rise to help hide her indiscretion. She toed the water, sending ripples across the bath. She stepped in as the temperature got comfortable.
Her chest bobbed as she stared at the rod. It was firm, yet flexible. Nabiki bit her lower lip as she reached down with her other hand, rubbing gently. The pressure increased as she closed her eyes and increased speed. A low moan escaped. The rod dipped below the surface of the water, its bulbous head causing the surface to dimple and retract.
Nabiki lowered her hand and grimaced a little as she pressed her red tool against herself. There was some initial resistance. Her other hand spread her lips to ease the entrance. Her breath came in short gasps as her lips fought to accommodate the intruder, stretched tight.
Slowly she worked the rod into herself, inch by inch, thinking of red hair and blue eyes. An easy smile and a ready laugh. She thought of firm breasts and hard nipples. She wished she could suckle them. Her hand rose to her chest to pinch and twist. She gasped again, pressing deeper, thinking this time of taut thighs, peach shaped ass, and the treasure waiting beneath.
Nabiki slipped lower until only her head was above water, pivoting her hips to giver herself greater access. She pressed deeper. Time stretched out as she felt the rod filling her out, her fist meeting her pubic bone. She closed her eyes and drew back, twisting as she went. Her eyes crossed as her body clamped down, holding the head inside. She pressed in again.
She held it inside for a moment, before beginning in earnest. Her pace increased and she drew back and pressed in. Her hips shifted to meet each thrust. "Ranma," she moaned under her breath, "Please." She lay her head back on the edge of the tile, lost in her fantasy, ramming herself.
She bit her tongue to hold back a scream as the first wave quickly rolled over her, but it wasn't enough. She'd spent days with the naked nature spirit touching her, teasing her without even meaning to. The scream turned into an animalistic grunt as the rod pistoned with renewed vigor. She opened her eyes again, putting her whole body into each thrust, causing the water to lap over the edge of the bath.
The only thing that could be heard in the steam for a few minutes were grunts, gasps, and water breaking over the tile. Nabiki smiled and rolled her head as she drove the rod home, rising once more. She thought of Ranma panting, watching as Nabiki stretched herself. She thought of Ranma holding the tool, driving it home, driving her crazy. She thought of filling Ranma with the tool, the petite redhead moaning and screaming Nabiki's name. Nabiki giggled a little as she arched her back to meet a particularly deep thrust, her hips rolling.
Her eyes shot open as she heard the rasp of the door. She splashed in the water, immediately sitting up, wincing a little at the rod caught between her legs.
"What is this?" Kasumi? Didn't she see the sign? Nabiki looked over shoulder, twisting as little as she could while still impaled. Her eyes grew wide.
Through the steam, Nabiki could see the look of disappointment on her sister's face as she held the paper bag up. "I accidentally knocked over your bag while cleaning the bathroom. Imagine what fell out?" Kasumi pursed her lips and reached into the paper bag. She held up a bright pink box and examined it in the overly bright light. "A Hello Kitty Power Egg With Rotating Shell And Spinning Nodules, Complete With Remote Control With Sixteen Settings From Polite Hum To Rip Roaring Pleasure." Nabiki's face flowed through several shades of red as Kasumi read the box. Nabiki's eyes were downcast as Kasumi rustled through the paper bag once more. "Oh my, I see you bought extra batteries, too. D Cells no less. I'm sure they'll be useful." Nabiki coughed in shame as her sister dropped the batteries into the bag. "I can only imagine where this is right now," Nabiki looked up to see Kasumi holding up the empty packaging for the red rod.
"eep." Nabiki slid lower. Kasumi put her hands on her hips and tapped her foot, thinking. Kasumi sighed as she stepped forward and knelt down before the embarrassed middle Tendo.
"I understand, Little Sister," Kasumi spoke softly as she brushed Nabiki's hair away from her cheek. "I'm happy for you, I truly am. Our family may not be enough for you at times, but...Nabiki, can you do one thing for me?" Kasumi smiled beatifically as she stroked Nabiki's cheek. "I know you've sold your soul, and I understand that you need to act out on your more...wild...impulses, but please keep your activities to yourself. Little Akane is so impressionable, and I want her to have a chance to choose for herself. Heaven will already feel so empty without you there. Please don't corrupt Akane, too." Nabiki could only nod as she slid lower. Kasumi sighed and stood, brushing off her dress. She walked back towards the door.
"Sis?" Nabiki croaked.
"I know, 'you're not a Satanist'," Kasumi smiled sadly as she looked back, "But that doesn't let you off the hook, Little Sister. You're helping me clean the Furo before the rest of us need a bath."
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Gos snored lightly. He was sitting in a lawn chair on the balcony of his parents' house. A cooler filled with soda. A fishing pole hung out over the railing, the hook dangling in the air. His bait, though, wasn't a typical worm.
It was a pair of his sister's panties, freshly snatched from the laundry, discarded the previous night after she accidentally woke him with her personal activities. The scrawny kid knew his sister would kick his ass for taking her stuff, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Besides, he owed her for ruining a good night's sleep.
Nabiki was something a rival. He'd like to think of her as a friendly one, perhaps something more? Not likely. Especially now that she had a succubus to take care of certain issues. So he just had to get one of his own. He couldn't summon them, but he could try to attract them. Sex was a good way to do just that. Of course, Gos having sex with a girl was just slightly less possible than Gos getting Nabiki as a girlfriend. He was good at coming up with alternate measures, though.
After a stressful day at school, watching Nabiki make her rounds, Gos felt he needed to relax. So he went fishing. Gos peeked out from under his fishing hat (standard bait replaced with various magical charms and runes). The pole stayed still and calm, so Gos pulled the hat back down and took another sip from his drink on the deck. He shifted, then began to doze off again.
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Ranma rolled three feet above the ground. She sneezed and yawned. Something felt a little off. She wasn't sure what. Just. Not right. She looked around. The fat panda snored on the other side of the campfire. The familiar buzz of insects and creaks of nocturnal animals were normal. They weren't likely to get attacked by that crazy Chinese chick.
Still. Something wasn't right. Like she was off balance from a bad sinus infection. Ranma frowned, unable to go back to sleep. Oh well. Maybe Nabiki would feel like having company tonight? It'd sure beat watching the Panda.
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