Ranma frowned and concentrated. She had no idea who this guy was, except that his face was vaguely familiar in the "seen him around, somewhere" sense. Suddenly she snapped her fingers. He was one of the guys at school, who used to go after Akane every morning. The Hentai Horde.
The Hentai Horde - thinking of them sparked some vague, indistinct memory of the previous day. She had been standing before them, challenging them in some way... but why had she been wearing that outfit? The one with the corset, fishnet stockings and high heels. Very strange. She noticed that her right hand had started squeezing and fondling her breasts, when the memory surfaced, and she quickly stopped it.
There had been more, before that. Something about Happosai. Ranma strained to remember, while her right hand crept back to her tits and her left hand slowly wandered down to her crotch. Happosai had... done something. And then he had given her that cute outfit with the bunny ears and tail, that pushed her luscious boobs up and out on display, while framing her red-furred cunt so nicely. Mmmmmm... Ranma licked her lips, as her right had pinched a nipple between thumb and index finger, and her left hand slowly rubbed around her clit and over her nether lips.
That's why she had gone to the Hentai Horde - she had challenged them to satisfy her body! Ranma smiled fondly, as two fingers of her left hand darted into herself and emerged dripping wet. Those darling boys had truly risen to the occasion, and she had taken them on, one after the other - or even two or three at a time. She moaned around the wet and tasty fingers in her mouth. That had been so great! She really had to do that again - like every morning before school, for example.
As she wrapped her legs around the boy and started humping her wet and swollen crotch against him, she thought that she really had to thank Happosai for bringing the water from the spring of drowned insatiable nymphomaniac slut.
Mon Sep 23 08:26:31 2002