"Eating" meant chewing to Ranma. At least, she understood she wasn't supposed to bit. How about...nibbling? She was debating the question in her thoughts as she opened and closed her jaw letting her saliva mix with the whatever fluids were on and in Nabiki's pussy.
One of them was piss. But there were other tastes in the mix. They weren't that great, but they weren't bad. There had been far worse flavors from her scavenging during her ten years of journeying. She supposed she could acquire a taste for it. If she had to.
So, Ranma worked her jaw, sucking in and swallowing what was there. She did not stop and savor any of it.
Since she wasn't enjoying eating pussy - and didn't want to! This was about keeping herself the one in control - her mind surveyed, looking for clues to perfecting her marital arts technique.
What she was most aware of were her naked boobs pressed up against the backs of Nabiki's bare thighs. Boobs always seemed to want to get in the way. But she willingly paid the price to have the blackmailing girl in this awkward position. Her legs were draped over her own shoulders while the rest of her was upside, with only her shoulders and the back of her head on floor. It was all very undignified and one she herself did not look forward to being in. It would be Kasumi that'd be like this when she got the advantage in their marital arts challenge! (Man! How things were different this time around in time! Before, she would never have been able to think of doing anything against Kasumi.)
"This way, you won't make me wet. You're drying me out. And you'd better not, Ranma, if you know what's good for you!" Nabiki told her.
There was a clue. And it made Ranma frown and more determined to find the right technique. She ran her teeth along the length of the open pussy.
"That's not it, either!" she said, annoyed. She was frowning and had become more determined to see the stupid girl-man fail.
"Eating is not eating pussy?" Ranma said into the pussy.
There was the slightest twitch in response.
It could be a clue, the redhead thought. "Testing; testing; one, two, three."
"Don't Blow into me! It's dangerous!"
So, it was the vibrations? Keeping her female lips closed, Ranma hummed. She hummed up and down the length of the pussy.
There was some more twitching. And she could feel the pussy becoming warmer. That all increased as she vibrated her lips near Nabiki clit.
Nabiki's twitches became more like squirms as Ranma continued her assault on her love bud. The stiffening clit and the uncomfortable position she was in combined to get her to say, "My vibrator can get me off faster than this will! Use your tongue!"
"My tongue?" And Ranma used it against the clit. Her trained senses picked up the clues and the martial artist began to feel like a marital artist as she found the right rhythm as her tongue tapped, licked and lapped Nabiki's clit all over.
Finally, the greedy girl had had enough. "Stick that tongue inside me! Penetrate me! Fill me with something!"
Ranma was still perfecting her use of her tongue on a clit. So, she stuck her fingers inside. Nabiki had said "fill", so four fingers were pushed forward.
But feeling how much she was making the pussy stretch, and thinking what her own pussy opening would feel like, the redhead subtracted it down to three and then two fingers.
She frowned as she worked them around inside. The martial artist had the ability to see somebody perform a technique and mirror it in herself. The pussy of the now marital artist was identifying with Nabiki's pussy. It would help her to perfect the technique, but it could mean that she would like the cum almost as much as Nabiki did.
Her own clit had been stiffening, too, she realized.
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