Hug Me, Kiss Me, Fuck Me

Hug Me, Kiss Me, Fuck Me
By Hayato Tatsu

Chapter 2: Nabiki, Nabiki, Nabiki

Ranma sat on his futon in a mixture of surprise, shock, and horniness. Nabiki was standing in front of him, dressed in a skimpy and sexy nurse’s outfit, holding a clipboard. Ranma tried to push his horniness aside so he could get to the bottom of this.

“What’s going on?” Ranma asked, “What are you doing home?”

“I told Kasumi I wasn’t feeling well either,” She replied nonchalantly.

Nabiki noticed Ranma looking at her irritably. She threw on a smug look.

“Are you saying you don’t like my costume?” She bent over giving full view of her slightly jiggling cleavage. Ranma blushed a little and his cock stiffened. He closed his eyes and turned his head to the side.

“What do you want, Nabiki?”

She narrowed her eyes but then smirked and stood up.

“I just wanted to ask you how you liked doing it with Kasumi last night?”

Ranma’s eyes shot wide open and turned to look at Nabiki.

“How did you know about that?” He asked surprised.

Nabiki’s smirk grew wider. She rummaged in her cleavage and took out a few photos of Ranma and Kasumi fucking and handed them to Ranma. Ranma looked over the photos and felt he knew where this was going.

“What exactly do you want?” He said looking at her sternly.

Nabiki turned her clipboard around to show what looked like a written contract.

“This contract states that I will keep quiet about this and other previous such events,” Nabiki started, “If you and I engage in several different forms of sex from 10 am to 5 pm or as I like to call it a ‘fuck fest’.”

Ranma gave her a look after hearing her proposition. “And if I don’t?”

Nabiki was starting to become more irritated with Ranma. “Well for one thing, you’ll be really bored today,” She said, “And for another, I blab about you having sex with Kasumi and me last night.”

“Hey you were the one who wanted me to fuck you!” Ranma exclaimed.

“True, but my father won’t believe you when he sees this,” Nabiki’s face became sad, gained fake tears, and a tremble in her voice, “Daddy, R-Ranma came in last night and raped me. It was horrible.”

She continued her demonstration by putting her face in her hands and made sounds of sobbing. A second later, she removed her hands to show her proud, smug face. Ranma looked more irritated and thought for a moment.

“Alright, but what about unwanted audience,” Ranma asked, “How are we going to fuck without my pop, your father, or Kasumi walking in on us?”

“Not to worry,” Nabiki started, “Daddy and Mr. Saotome went to some temple of an ancient martial artist, won’t be back for a couple days, and Kasumi went out shopping and to visit with some of her old high school friends.”

“What about when Kasumi and Akane come home?”

“I gave them passes to a spa for a few hours and then they’ll pick up dinner for the four of us. They should be home about five. So, you and I are all alone.”

Ranma thought for a moment. “Let me see that contract.” Nabiki did as Ranma asked. He wanted to consider his options. First was the contract. He skimmed through it. It seemed reasonable. Nabiki would keep quiet about his sessions with Kasumi and her if he indulged her in this fuck fest. Second was the empty house. There would be no problem about someone walking in discovering himself and Nabiki fucking. No demon head of Soun Tendo and no wrath of Akane after discovering them.

The last thing considered was Nabiki, herself. Since Happosai’s spell, Nabiki had become incredibly hot and sexy and the costume she was dressed in merely enhanced the feeling. The uniform tightly hugged her in just the right places. The neckline was very low giving view of cleavage to pretty much everyone and anyone who saw her. The miniskirt was cut high enough to show a slit of red fabric. Aside from her sex appeal, Ranma figured it could be worse. He could be dealing with Kodachi. A chill ran up his spine at this thought. No telling what that nutcase was into.

“OK, Nabiki,” He finally said.

“Excellent,” Nabiki handed him a pen, he scrawled his signature, and handed the contract and pen back to her, “Now, why don’t you throw on some clothes, we’ll go to the doctor’s office, and give your check up, Mr. Saotome.”

Ranma grabbed a shirt and a pair of pants, put them on, and followed Nabiki. After they passed Nabiki’s room, Ranma wondered where Nabiki had set up this ‘doctor’s office’. Much like last night, Ranma’s eyes gravitated towards Nabiki’s miniskirt-clad rear. Her firm butt rocked back and forth like a street walker. This miniskirt almost molded to the shape and crack of her ass. It was cut high enough to show off a portion of bottom of her ass cheeks and that slit of red fabric. He couldn’t look away from her ass and his cock pointed toward it, desperate to penetrate what was right in front of it.

Before Ranma knew it, they were in front of the door to the dojo. Nabiki opened the door and they entered. Ranma looked around at the slight changes. Blue curtains were draped over west and east walls, a table had been placed in the center of the dojo, and two metal, wheeled cabinets were on either side of the door. Nabiki came up to the table, gestured for Ranma to sit on the table, and Ranma did as directed.

“Ranma, take off your shirt,” Nabiki asked.

Ranma did as asked, and took off his shirt, showing off his muscular torso. Nabiki smirked a bit. From a bag next to the table, Nabiki took out a stethoscope and placed the buds in her ears.

“Let’s check you heart and breathing,” Nabiki said pressing the stethoscope Ranma’s chest.

As Nabiki leaned in checking Ranma’s heart, Ranma spied Nabiki’s cleavage. Her large, firm boobs were hanging and almost spilling out of her top. They jiggled a bit as Nabiki moved checking Ranma’s heart and lungs. Ranma was almost hypnotized by them. He felt his dick grow more erect as he stared at them. When Nabiki lifted her head, Ranma looked away.

“Your heart rate and breathing are erratic,” Nabiki said seductively.

Nabiki pulled a thermometer from a pocket on her skirt and stuck it in Ranma’s mouth.

“Keep that in there while I look for some rubber gloves,” Nabiki said.

She turned around and walked to the metal cabinet on the right of the door. Her hips swayed back and forth as she walked and Ranma watched entranced. When she got to the cabinet, she looked from the side to make sure Ranma was watching. She smiled and bent over. Ranma’s dick became rock hard at the sight before him. Nabiki’s miniskirt rose up, showing off her firm ass and the thin red thong that ran down and in between her ass cheeks. Her butt rocked back and forth, wiggling as she rummaged through the cabinet looking for gloves.

Ranma clenched his teeth so tightly together that he could have broken the thermometer. He desperately wanted to ram her ass with his cock. It took almost every ounce of his control to keep himself from doing so. Meanwhile, as she wiggled her butt in front of Ranma, Nabiki smiled as she pretended to search for some rubber gloves. What was most fun about last night and what was going to be the most fun about today was making Ranma hot and bothered. After a few more moments of ass shaking and no lunge for her butt, Nabiki decided it was enough for now. She grabbed some gloves, stood up, and walked over to Ranma.

“Let’s see your temperature,” She said plucking the thermometer from Ranma’s mouth and looked at it, “Your temperature is high and…” She looked down to see the tent pitched in his pants. She faked shock at the sight but her face shifted into the smirking face of a sexual deviant.

“I know the treatment for this…” Nabiki bent down and emancipated Ranma’s hard-on from his pants and underwear. It twitched and throbbed as it stood up freed from its cloth prison. Nabiki pulled the zipper of her jacket down and unleashed her massive melons. They bounced a bit as they were released. Nabiki inserted Ranma’s cock between her tits. She looked up at Ranma, smiled seductively, and said, “Take two of these and call me in the morning.”

Nabiki squeezed Ranma’s cock between her tits and began rubbing them up and down his shaft. She ground and pressed her tits around Ranma’s dick, the pace and speed became faster at few minutes of each other. Ranma moaned as Nabiki did this. To Ranma this was different compared to the titfuck he received from Akane. With Akane it was more like a massage between two soft pillows, while Nabiki was more like she was trying to squeezed every last drop of cum out of him but that’s not to say that it wasn’t pleasurable.

After a few more minutes of this, Nabiki looked up at Ranma at his face. He had his eyes closed and was biting his lower lip. She smirked.

“You have more control than I gave you credit for, but let’s see how you how well you do with this,” said Nabiki who gobbled Ranma’s head when it popped out in between her cleavage. Ranma’s eyes bugged out and let out a great wail. Nabiki began sucking and licking on Ranma’s head. Ranma let out even more moans as a result. Nabiki’s tongue stroked and licked Ranma’s tip like she would a Popsicle, the saliva making him feel ever closer to an orgasm. Nabiki’s speed of her bouncing breasts and her sucking increased even more with each bounce. The speed grew faster and faster until finally Ranma’s dick exploded in a geyser of cum into her mouth and on her tits. Nabiki removed her boobs from Ranma’s penis and swallowed Ranma’s cum that was in her mouth. Ranma lay back on the table and breathed heavily. His cock was almost limp.

“Well, that treatment worked extraordinary well,” Nabiki said, licking cum off her lips, “but there’s another treatment we have administer.”

Ranma sighed, sat up and prepared to protest when he saw that Nabiki was bent over, presenting her thong-clad ass to Ranma. His cock instantly became hard.

“Come on Ranma,” She said, pulling aside panties to show off her asshole, “Ram it!”

Ranma leaped from the table to Nabiki and shoved his cock up her taut ass. Nabiki let out a little grunt on the first impact. Ranma then continued jabbing her butt, the force of his thrusts getting more forcibly with each hit. He held on to Nabiki’s hips as he jabbed her booty. Nabiki held on to the cabinet in front of her to steady herself, her large tits bouncing with each impact of his hard cock. Ranma jabbed harder and harder, his member feeling hotter and hotter with each hit. Nabiki could feel it in herself; she too was getting warmer. Their combined heat in her body made her feel as if she was burning up from the inside. Ranma also felt the temperature of his member raise. The heat grew greater and greater until neither of them could take it any longer.

“I’M CUMMING!!!” They wailed almost in unison, spraying cum on the floor of the dojo. After removing themselves from each other, they collapsed on the floor. Ranma lay on the floor, feeling as if he’d chased Happosai around the city two or three times. Nabiki looked back at Ranma, trying to catch her breath. After taking in enough air, she turned to Ranma and said, “The treatment seemed to go well but you need to comeback for further treatments.”

Ranma sighed and sat up.

“So, you want to continue this little ‘check up’?”

“No,” Nabiki replied, “We’re done for right now.”

Ranma looked at her dumbfounded. Nabiki got up, went over to Ranma, helped him up, handed him his clothes, and almost pushed him out of the door. Ranma looked back at her.

“I’ll clean up and you go eat and rest for a bit. I don’t want you being tired,” Nabiki said. Ranma looked at her strangely. He wondered if Nabiki cared about him in some way.

“I don’t want to over use your little friend. I’ve got more in store. I’ll call for you when I need you for something. Later.” With that, Nabiki shut the door. On that note, Ranma sweat dropped, realizing that Nabiki was only interested in money and her own sexual desires. If it wasn’t attached to him, Nabiki would probably take his penis and use it in place of a dildo. He sighed and decided to go get some breakfast.


After finishing his breakfast and going through a few katas, Ranma sat in the living room watching TV. There wasn’t much else to do around the dojo other than practice or watch stuff on the tube. He flipped through the channels looking for something good to watch, preferably something that wasn’t a talk show, game show or soap opera. Unfortunately that’s all he was finding.

“Ranma,” yelled Nabiki from the yard, “Could you come out here and give me a hand?”

Ranma sighed. He knew whatever Nabiki was calling him for was going to lead to another sex romp. He cursed the fact that he hadn’t watched, read, or owned any hentai. He figured maybe if he had, he might be prepared for whatever scenarios Nabiki was gonna put him through. He got up and walked towards the door.

“What do you want now, NabikIIEEEE!!!”

Ranma’s eyes widened immensely. There was Nabiki lounging on a lawn chair in front of him, dressed in nothing but a tiny, sliver slingshot bikini. Her firm breasts barely being contained or covered by the strips of fabric and the strap over her crotch just nearly covered her pussy. The only other things being hidden were her nipples and their perkiness seemed to strain the fabric even more. Ranma could almost do nothing but stare and let his cock harden. Nabiki smirked at Ranma’s gaze. *I love it when they can’t keep their eyes off me,* Nabiki thought enjoying her control over Ranma and other men.

“Hey, Saotome, are just gonna stare at me or are you gonna help me out?”

Ranma shook his head and walked over to Nabiki, hoping she wouldn’t notice the slight contour in his pants.

“What is it that you want, Nabiki?”

Nabiki grabbed a blue bottle off of a small table on her right and handed it to Ranma.

“I’d like to get this beautiful body of mine nice and tan,” Nabiki said with a little shake of her buxom for emphasis, “but why put the lotion on myself, when I can have you do it for me.”

“Do it for you?”

“Rub the suntan lotion on me. Start with the back.”

Nabiki turned over, resting her head on her arms. The scenario sunk into Ranma’s mind. His eyes traveled up and down the back of Nabiki’s overly exposed body. The two ends of the straps at her front returned to a single strip of fabric that went down her back and turned into a miniscule thong, showing off her ass again. Ranma swallowed hard. His hand tightly gripped the bottle of suntan lotion, almost feeling like he would squeeze it into a crushed, empty remnant of itself. The slight contour in his pants quickly turned into a small mountain that pointed at the lounging form of Nabiki.

“Come on, Saotome. Get on with it,” Nabiki said with a wiggle of her ass.

Ranma took another hard swallow, kneeled down and squirted a glob of suntan lotion into his hand. He rubbed his hands together and prepared to use the lotion on Nabiki.

*Control yourself, Saotome,* He thought to himself. He started by rubbing Nabiki’s biceps and making his way down to her back. When getting to her shoulder blades, Ranma preformed a steady and smooth caress with his hand that almost made Nabiki feel like she was at some top notch spa getting a professional massage. Nabiki let out a comfortable sigh.

*Ranma’s got some steady hands,* Nabiki thought, *Maybe, I’ll sell him out for massages to the highest bidder.*

Ranma continued down her back with great smoothness until he stopped at Nabiki’s ass. It tempted Ranma, begging to be pounded with his member. Nabiki waited for Ranma to lose it and bang her. Surprisingly, Ranma controlled himself and with amazing speed put lotion on Nabiki’s butt and legs.

“Okay, I’ve finished,” Ranma said.

Nabiki sighed. She was kinda hoping for Ranma to go nuts. That was kinda the fun part about teasing him. *Oh well, there’s always the direct approach,* She thought. Nabiki turned over and sat up. Her bust jiggled a little bit when she turned around.

“Now you just need to do the front,” She said.

Ranma sighed and squirted some more lotion into his hand. After rubbing his hands together, he prepared himself to rub down Nabiki’s front. He was slightly shaky as his hands got closer to her torso. His mind whirled with racy and raunchy thoughts that made his cock stiffen even more than it was before. Nabiki placed her thumbs under the straps near her shoulders.

“Why don’t we make this easier,” Nabiki said, pulling the straps down. As they did, Nabiki’s breasts bounced carefree from their minimal confinement. Ranma just kneeled there, his mouth agape and his arm out stretched.

“Well, aren’t you gonna to finish what you started?” Nabiki seductively asked.

Nabiki got her answer very quickly. Ranma grabbed the bottom of her swimsuit and pulled it off. He rubbed down Nabiki’s abdomen and then started on her boobs. He massaged and teased her tits. Nabiki moaned a bit as he did this. Interestingly, the lotion on his hands gave off a bit more of a tingle than his hands without the lotion. Every grope and every squeeze was almost making her tits even more sensitive than they already were. He pinched her nipples here and there making her feel ever hornier. Her pussy was already starting to get wet just from this titty teasing.

*I must remember to get this brand of lotion next time,* she thought.

After a few more minutes, Ranma stopped and let go of her breasts. Nabiki sighed and breathed heavily from the exertion. Ranma moved down to her lower abdomen and applied lotion to the area around her pussy. He stood up, pulled down his pants and underwear, showing off his hard-on. He then lifted Nabiki’s legs, spread them apart, and prepared to insert himself into her pussy.

“Wait, Ranma-AHH!!” Nabiki screamed as Ranma jabbed his member into Nabiki’s pussy. Ranma rammed it in, thrusting powerfully into the pink abyss. It was tight but Ranma didn’t care. His mind was too clouded by his sex drive. He continued thrusting into Nabiki. She was pushed against the back of the lawn chair. Each of Ranma’s thrusts into her feeling harder than before, as if the power of them was going rip Nabiki’s pussy to shreds or at least break the chair.

“Argh,” She cried, “Ranma, that’s too rough. You’ll tear me up inside, you idiot!”

He didn’t listen. His thrusts continued. Nabiki tried to get him to wake out of this trance but gave up on it as she started to enjoy his roughness. This raw sexual power was beyond words. She was enjoying the ride. She let out moans which were joined by Ranma’s caveman-like grunts. Nabiki’s boobs shook hard up and down as Ranma continued. Nabiki held herself against the chair as Ranma’s thrusts into her came into her harder and harder. She panted with the rhythm of his thrusts.

“Oh, Ranma~! AHH!” She screamed. Ranma’s thrusts continued becoming rougher until he felt the tingle down his spine.

“Oh, man. I’m gonna cum!” He exclaimed in actual words.

“Oh~! Really? T-then spray it on me, Ranma!” Nabiki sexily suggested, “Spray it all over me!”

Ranma nodded during his thrusts and pulled himself out of Nabiki’s cunt just in time for his cum to release in numerous small globs over Nabiki’s abdomen and even reaching her tits. After the release, Ranma fell back landing on his ass feeling fatigued and catching his breath. Nabiki sat up and licked a little of the sperm on her boobs.

“Very good this time Ranma,” She said standing up, “You really called up the beast. You were an animal but I liked it.”

Nabiki let out a mischievous chuckle. She grabbed her swimsuit, the bottle of lotion, and her sunglasses and started walking back towards the house. Ranma’s eyes followed her naked form as she walked back with her bosom bouncing and her ass swaying. He felt his cock start to flutter and quickly put his hand over it.

“I’m going to take a bath. You can go ahead and relax,” She said going to the bathroom, “Oh and you owe me a new lawn chair, Ranma.”

Ranma sat up straighter and turned his attention to the chair Nabiki had previously been sitting in.

“How exactly do I owe her-,” Before Ranma finished his sentence, the lawn chair spontaneously collapsed. He stared at the remains of the former chair in surprise. Considering the fact that he was an above average martial artist with crazy strength and the wild and rough sex he and Nabiki just shared, no one else would’ve been surprised if the chair hadn’t collapsed early. Ranma simply stared at the broken pieces and said,
“Oh.”


Into the early afternoon after lunch and a little exercise, Ranma watched the TV again. Luckily there were fewer crappy shows on TV now. However he was still flipping through the channels trying to settle on something he might be interested in.

“Ranma, I’m coming in,” said Nabiki.

“Whatever,” Ranma said indifferently.

Nabiki came into the living room with Ranma’s full attention focused on the TV and not seeing Nabiki’s newest wardrobe change.

“Do you mind if I start cleaning…master?”

The last part of the sentence peaked Ranma’s curiosity.

“What’s the master com-WHOA!” Ranma got his answer, much to his surprise and secret perverted delight.

Nabiki stood in the doorway in a sexy maid uniform holding in a tea cup in her left hand and a feather duster in her right. The maid’s uniform was a black dress with a high cut skirt and a white blouse underneath with a low neckline. Ranma stared at her and his dick hardened. Nabiki looked at him curiously.

“Well? Do you mind if I start cleaning, Master?” She asked.

“Uh…no. No, I don’t,” He answered.

“Great,” She happily with a joyful jiggle of her jugs, “I brought you some tea. You just relax and I’ll start cleaning in here.”

“Sure.”

Nabiki set the cup of tea in front of Ranma, giving him slight view of Nabiki’s cleavage in the maid’s uniform. Ranma let out a deep, hot breath at this sight. After putting the cup down, Nabiki began dusting the room while Ranma merely stared at his tea cup. This was very strange. He figured that this was obviously some role playing Nabiki was doing but it was too bizarre and completely out of character. Nabiki was dominating, greedy, mischievous, and lusty, or at least how it seemed due to Happosai’s spell. This maid servant to master thing was totally different. This seemed more like Kasumi, helpful, kind, and cheery. If Kasumi was into cosplay, this role would definitely be suited to her. He briefly went off into a fantasy about Kasumi in a skimpy maid’s uniform and felt his rod stiffen more. He shook his head from the fantasy. He sighed and turned his head towards Nabiki and realized why she was in this role.

As she dusted, Nabiki seemed to stretch or bend over, consciously lifting her skirt and flashing her panties. Unlike the thong that she had worn in her nurse’s outfit, she wore somewhat standard white panties with frills. However, this set of panties still gave a slight shadow of the crack of her ass. Unknown to Ranma, Nabiki smiled inwardly knowing he wouldn’t resist the peek at her panties. As she continued dusting and flashing her panties, Ranma’s eyes followed her around the room as he drank his tea and his manhood began getting harder and harder. After dusting the walls and TV, Nabiki turned around and Ranma tried to act as if he hadn’t been watching her. Nabiki’s inward grin grew wider.

“Okay,” She said cheerfully, “Now, with that done I’ll clean the table.”

Ranma turned his vision to Nabiki and spit his tea straight back in his cup. Nabiki was cleaning the table with a rag but as she cleaned the table, she pressed her bosom to the table. Her boobs looked even bigger and looked like they would pop out of her top. As she moved around the table, her bosom also shook in her blouse. As he continued to watch, Ranma became harder and harder to the point where his peak touched the bottom of the table. It was hard to contain his horniness. As Ranma became more focused on how he could control himself, Nabiki had started working on Ranma’s side of the table. She looked at him with a curious expression on her face.

“What’s wrong, Mater? Is something wrong with your tea? Or is it something el-Oh!”

Nabiki noticed Ranma’s cloth contour pressed against the table. Ranma went out of his thoughts and blushed a bit. Nabiki gained a sexy and cute expression on her face and said, “I can clean this, too.”

Nabiki pushed the table away from Ranma, allowing his member to stand nice and tall. Nabiki’s mouth contoured into a small and sensual looking smile. She then pulled down Ranma’s pants and underwear and began lightly stroking his member.

“Master has such a nice penis,” Nabiki complimented, “I’ll be sure to clean it thoroughly.”

Nabiki tenderly held Ranma’s hard-on and began licking it. Her tongue moved up and down Ranma’s shaft, causing Ranma to moan slightly. When getting to the tip of the head, Nabiki then engulfed the head in her mouth and began bobbing her head up and down. Ranma let out an loud moan.

“Augh!”

Nabiki continued to suck on Ranma’s cock, bobbing her head up and down in a rapid succession as she sucked his cock. The moist and damp hole of her mouth made Ranma feel tingles of pleasure as Nabiki’s mouth coated his member in her saliva. She sucked on his dick more and more as if she were some kind of vacuum made to try and drain out sperm from someone. It was starting to feel like at any moment he was going to start cumming. Nabiki continued quickening her pace.

“Oh, Nabiki! This is great!” He said outloud.

After hearing this, Nabiki removed her mouth from Ranma’s prick and looked up at him.

“Oh, I have an even better idea, Master,” She said.

Nabiki stood up in front of Ranma with her butt several inches from Ranma’s face. She lifted her skirt up, giving a full reveal of her frilly panties and pulled them down. After taking her panties off, Nabiki began to squat down on to Ranma’s lap. She grabbed Ranma’s cock before she got too low and began to sit inserting Ranma’s cock into her pussy.

“Auhn!!” Nabiki grunted as she sat down further on his cock.

Nabiki then began riding Ranma’s manhood. She bounced up and down with her ass bumping against Ranma’s pelvis as hit the base of his cock. Her wet pussy slid up and down Ranma’s member, getting slicker and slicker as she bounced. Nabiki panted heavily with each bounce. Ranma sat, merely enjoying the ride and almost consistently letting out moans.

“Am I…doing…good…Master?” Nabiki asked.

“You’re doing very good,” He said sitting up, “but I know something that would make this better.”

Ranma reached his arms under Nabiki’s arms, pulled down her blouse, and began playing with her uncontained bosom.

“AH~! Master~!” Nabiki moaned.

Ranma began playing with her boobs. He pressed them together, groped them, ground them, and squeezed them. Nabiki gave out a loud moan as he did so. He then began pinching her nipples.

“Master, that feels so good!”

“You’re welcome, Nabiki.”

They both continued this. Nabiki bouncing on Ranma’s dick and Ranma playing with Nabiki’s boobs. Nabiki’s pace picked up more speed and more speed. Ranma grunted, clutched Nabiki’s boobs, and held her against him. Nabiki grunted as he held her tightly.

“Not too tight, Master,” She said.

“Nabiki, I can feel it,” Ranma said, “I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum.”

“Oh then cum Master. Cum inside me,” She requested, “I want it so bad.”

Nabiki quickened the speed of her ride even more, trying to push Ranma to the climax. Finally, Ranma could not longer take it.

“I’M CUMMING~!!!”

He released his cum, squirting all his juices into Nabiki’s pussy.

“AH~!!!” Nabiki moaned.

Ranma’s juices spilled out between the creases between Ranma’s dick and Nabiki’s pussy. Nabiki fell forward onto the table and tried to catch her breath. Ranma pulled himself out of Nabiki’s pussy, His sticky juices covering part of his dick as he removed it and sat back. A few moments later, Nabiki stood up.

“Very nice, Ranma. Once again, a great job,” She said. Nabiki picked up her panties and walked out of the room. Ranma merely looked at the TV for a long while, then pulled his pants and underwear up, and turned off the TV. He left the room and headed for the stairs.

“I need a nap,” He said to himself and began walking up the stairs.

After a few hours, Ranma awoke from his nap and looked at his clock. It was 3:30 pm. It would only be an hour and a half before Kasumi and Akane arrived at home. Ranma wondered if he didn’t leave his bedroom or do anything if Nabiki wouldn’t try to get him into some sexual scenario. While these were very pleasurable, it was insane that Nabiki could have such crazy sex stamina. Ranma decided that he wouldn’t leave his room and maybe, just maybe Nabiki wouldn’t try to get him to indulge in another sex romp. After a few minutes of merely sitting around in his room, a knock came at Ranma’s door.

“Ranma! Can I come in?” asked Nabiki.

Ranma’s hopes of not being involved in another of Nabiki’s sex romps suddenly disappeared at the sound of Nabiki’s voice. *Oh well,* He thought, *Guess there’s no getting around this.*

“Yeah, you can come in Nabiki,” He said.

The door opened up and the sight of Nabiki made Ranma’s eyes nearly shoot out of his sockets. Nabiki stood there in the doorway in the sexiest lingerie Ranma had ever seen. She wore a dark red bustier which put her large breasts on display, garter belt which held up stockings that covered her slender legs, a tiny thong, and finally a transparent pink robe. This sight made Ranma’s penis rock hard in a matter of seconds of seeing this super, sexy combination. Nabiki smiled at his transfixed gaze.

“Hey, sweetie,” She said in a sexy tone, “You happy to see me?”

She walked over to Ranma with her unconfined bosom shaking with each step she took. Her tits seemed to bounce and jiggle every which way. She got to Ranma and wrapped her arms and legs around him.

“How was your nap?” She asked.

“Na-Nabiki, why are you doing this and why are you dressed like that right now?”

“We’re getting closer to our deadline. Akane and Kasumi will be home soon,” She answered, “I thought I’d make the end of our little day together one to remember.”

“So close to five?”

“It makes it more exciting. Besides…” Nabiki rubbed her ass against Ranma’s obvious erection, “…you feel like you’re ready to go anyways.”

Ranma let out a little grunt. Nabiki smiled and tossed her robe into the corner.

“Take off your clothes and lie down, Ranma.”

Ranma did as Nabiki told him. He quickly disrobed and lied on his mattress with the only thing standing being his erection. Nabiki smiled and got on top of him, sitting on him with her ass facing Ranma. She bent over with her thong clad ass Ranma’s face and Ranma’s hardened prick near hers.

“Let’s start this sexy romp,” She said then began sucking on Ranma’s cock; her mouth covering Ranma’s member and beginning to suck on it. After a releasing a grunt or two as Nabiki starting sucking his cock, Ranma moved Nabiki’s thong out of the way and began licking her pussy. His tongue stroked the opening of her pussy to start and then he himself began sucking on. Nabiki paused in her sucking and let out a muffled moan. This was different to have him do this for her. Nabiki continued sucking on Ranma’s prick slightly harder and devised a little fun. *You get some more service too, Ranma,* She thought. She moved her breasts up a bit where they were close to Ranma’s dick and pressed them up against it as she sucked on it. Ranma let out a grunt. Now it wasn’t the moistness of Nabiki’s mouth but the softness of her boobs as she sucked on his cock. So much pleasure in one spot but He concentrated on Nabiki’s pussy already it was getting wet, her juices trickled out of it slowly flowing into Ranma’s mouth. He quickened the pace of licking to bring Nabiki further to the edge. Nabiki sped her pace up as well sucking Ranma’s cock more and more and kneading her breasts against it. Their paces quickened faster and faster until finally neither could take it. Nabiki let loose with juices into Ranma’s mouth and Ranma’s cock erupted in her mouth and on her face. After the release, Nabiki relaxed on top of Ranma’s body and both tried to catch their breath.

“Whoa. That was something,” He said breathing heavily.

Nabiki looked at the clock. They still had time before Akane and Kasumi came home. She sat up, wiped the sperm off her face, turned to Ranma and said “We’re not through yet.”

Ranma looked at her. Nabiki stood up and began untying her bustier. Ranma sat up and watched her as she began stripping. She removed her bustier and tossed it aside with a jiggle. Nabiki then undid the garter belt and bent over, pushing it down. She waggled her butt as she slowly slid down her thong and stockings. Ranma just couldn’t keep his eyes off her as she stripped and before he knew it, he was hard again. Nabiki turned around to face Ranma.

“Okay to help your little buddy get his second-,” Nabiki stopped as she noticed that Ranma’s dick was hard again, “wind. Damn, Saotome. Either you’re hornier than you seem to be…or you must really find me sexy? Which is it, Ranma?”

Nabiki leaned forward, crossing her arms underneath her bust to emphasize them. She jiggled her tits a little and Ranma’s cock got harder almost instantly. Nabiki giggled, “I guess that answers that.”

Nabiki stood over Ranma and began squatting on two Ranma’s lap. She grabbed Ranma’s penis and inserted it into her wet pussy. She let out a loud moan as Ranma’s manhood entered her mine of pleasure.

“Ooo~!” She moan, “It feels even harder than before.”

Nabiki then put her arms around Ranma’s neck to support her and began bouncing her body on Ranma’s member; Her wet pussy covering Ranma’s penis to its base, then raising up to the head, and repeated again and again with a quickened pace, the juices from her pussy coating it from tip to base. Nabiki bounced with pure delight and ecstasy as she rode Ranma’s member and hung on to him. Her entire body shook as she did so. Ranma let out several grunts of ecstasy. *Didn’t we do something like this a few hours ago?* He wondered, *She rode me like this in that maid costume.* Yes, that was true. She had ridden him similar to this a few hours ago but it was different now. This time seemed different somehow. Last time she wasn’t facing him and he felt her boobs but now with Nabiki facing him it seemed more erotic and sexy. Nabiki’s expression was sultry with sweat on her face and her hair messed up and shaking around everywhere. Her large breasts bounced and shook with more elasticity than before. Her curvaceous body bouncing up and down was drenched in sweat and smelled of an intoxicating aroma. Finally the feeling of her butt pressing against his legs again and again and the moist soft feeling of her pussy consuming his shaft was amazing. He loved all of this. He felt weird admitting it but it was true.

“Nabiki, This is the best sex I’ve ever had,” Ranma said out loud partially moaning.

Nabiki smiled, brought one of her hand from behind his neck to his cheek and looked him straight in the eye.

“We’re…just getting…to the best part.”

Nabiki drew her body against Ranma and gave him a deep, passionate kiss. Ranma was startled at first but got into it as their tongue intertwined. He embraced her tightly. They continued their sex with muffled moans of pleasure and even more sensual feeling. With Nabiki against Ranma, Her large knockers pressed against his chest. They continued shake as Nabiki rode. The softness of her breasts against his chest put Ranma’s sense overdrive. Some many pleasurable feelings all at once; it felt like Ranma almost suffering from some sort of sexual overload. He was getting to the edge. Nabiki quickened her pace, riding Ranma’s dick faster and faster; her juices cascading more and more onto Ranma’s prick. She also couldn’t take it anymore. They broke from their kiss.

“I’M CUMMING,” They said almost simultaneously.

They finally reached the edge. Both Ranma and Nabiki released at almost the same time, both of their juices mixed and leaking out between the slits. Nabiki and Ranma fell back, feeling exhausted and satisfied. They looked at the clock to see the time. It was 4:45. They both sighed with relief.

“Just…in time,” Ranma said panting and trying to catch his breath.

“Quite right,” Nabiki said.

Nabiki pulled herself off of Ranma and his member and sat beside him.

“You did well today, Ranma,” Nabiki said gleefully, “I had a lot of fun. Now why don’t you go take a quick bath and I’ll have one after you. Don’t want Kasumi or Akane discovering us.”

*Definitely don’t want that,* He thought and with that, he left his room and went to the bath.

Twenty minutes later, Kasumi & Akane arrived at home.

“We’re home,” Akane said.

“Welcome back,” Ranma said as he came to the foyer to greet them.

“Good evening, Ranma,” Kasumi said, “We brought home dinner.”

She looked at Ranma. He seemed more relaxed but also still tired. Akane noticed it too.

“Ranma, are you feeling okay?” Akane asked, “You look beat.”

Ranma sighed, “I was sick. Of course, I’m gonna look a little ill.”

“Are you sure it’s not anything too serious? Maybe you should stay home again tomorrow.”

Ranma froze. He looked behind him, seeing Nabiki just out of the bathroom with her hair still wet and a sly expression on her face from overhearing the chat.

*I’ll be dead.*

“I’m fine. I’ll go to school tomorrow,” He said, “Now let’s sit down and have dinner I’m starving.”

Dinner was relatively peace. It probably helped that Genma and Ranma weren’t fighting over food. It was rather uneventful. An hour after dinner, Nabiki walked through the hallway to her room carrying a flash drive. She entered her room and turned on her computer and hooked up the flash drive to it. It held several, long video and picture files on it. After an hour or two of editing, she opened her internet browser and opened a website. Upon opening the page, she found herself at an age warning message and clicked enter. After typing in a special username and password, Nabiki began uploading the pictures she had and the movies she had just edited on to the site. At the top of the page there was a banner which read:

NAUGHTY NABIKI: home of the bustiest Japanese babe and her sexy friends

End chapter 2
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Author's Note: Sorry this chapter took so long. I was stuck on a certain scene of this chapter for a while. Hope you guys like this.
-Hayato Tatsu