All respects to Rumiko Takashi, her characters are obviously not mine, and not my property. This is a lemon side-story, with no real place in the actual continuity of my story, however it takes place sometime between chapter's 3 and 4. Dedicated to all those artists out there who put our favorite anime onna in a new and pleasant light ^.= Baka gajin no Nerima (The Fool Foreigner of Nerima) Hentai Side Story Hen na hentai. Kore wa onna tachi ka. (Weird Perversion. Those're Women?) Alex woke up, and only could ask himself. _How did I get into this situation again?_ The situation he pondered upon, was a rather intimate one. That very moment, he was in Akane's bed, and the feisty but currently sleeping onna had her arms wrapped around his waist. Of course, his reference to her as an onna was mearly out of habit, as she was something alittle more than that. He thought back to the events of that had brought him to his present state. The past few days had been rather emotional for the Tendo Household. After a pleasant romp across the Sea of Japan, he, Ranma, and all the others had made it into Nekonron, China, to save Akane from some crazy chino - Warren was quick to bash Alex on the head everytime he used that word - named Kirin. After beating his Seven Lucky Gods of Martial Arts, it was only him, Ranma, and Warren left standing. They got their asses thoroughly thrashed for abit, but then a clever plan on the part of one Ranma Saotome was devised, and they brought the chopstick chucking chinaman down...along with his tower, in a rather mean waterspout cyclone. Ranma had saved Akane in the water spout, though he said he only did it cause both their fathers would kill him if he hadn't. After learning about an interesting misunderstanding, and correction; by punting Happousai into a lagrange point, they took an airship trip back to Nerima. The evening they got back...it rained. Alex knew better than to argue with Akane, so he trudged upstairs to her room, where he made himself comfortable on the floor futon. He noticed quickly, however, that Akane wasn't in the room. So he just let himself fall asleep. However he didn't have the time to do so, as he heard Akane burst into the room, sobbing profusely. Alex looked up, and asked her what was the matter, quite straightforwardly. She replied between sobs, "That baka*hic*...I just wanted to... *sniff*show him..." She then returned to her crying. Alex may have been a virgin, but he knew quite a few things about matters of passion. Obviously, Akane had went to Ranma that night, and offered to make love with him, after all, he had saved her life. Whether based upon the eternally complex emotion of love, or the basic instinct of procreation with the most suitable mate, Akane had made her choice, and obviously Ranma had done something to hurt her feelings in return. He got up, and sat next to her on the bed, putting his hands on her shoulders to comfort her. While he did feel incredibly akward doing this, Alex outweighed his own personal feelings in favor of helping Akane. "I'm sure Akane, that whatever happened, he didn't mean it, maybe he just wasn't ready. We guys, we're all talk, and when game time comes, some of us back down, it's not exactly cowardice, but rather a situation that you've bitten off more than you can chew." He tried to sound as consoling as possible. In response, she pressed her face into his chest and wept some more. "Alex *sob*, you're so...nice to me, not just to me, to *hic* everyone practically. I should *sniff* have come to you first." Alex shook his head, "But you went to Ranma first, which shows that you love him. Don't think I and everyone else can't tell it, you're both just to stubborn to admit it because you were forced into this akward relationship at first. You'll talk to him first thing tomorrow, confront him if you have to, but demand that you get an honest answer out of him." Akane lifted her face up from his chest and wiped a tear away, "If I had gone to any other guy else but you, Ranma, or Ryouga with this, they'd probably have sweet talked me under the sheets with them, but you... Alex I think I love you aswell." Alex's brain had taken alot in his stay at the Tendo's, but that just sent his mental computer into an infinite crash loop, if his brain HAD been a computer, it would be reading: "System Crash. Reboot Y/N?" Luckily he rebooted, with his sanity restored. Alex's voice was shaky, "You didn't just say that...did you?" Akane nodded, "But...there's something you should know, about me, and my sister's actually." She then took him by the hand. "Now you have to promise..you won't run away, or ever tell anyone, please?" Alex nodded, but his mind was immediatly calculating just what she could have to tell him, it returned to him, _Insufficient data to draw a feasable conclusion. Suggestion: Listen and learn._ Akane held his hand tightly, as she unbuttoned her pajama top. Her bosom was quite...Alex mentally searched for the word...apt. As a matter of fact, he guessed that they seemed rather bigger than he had imagined-he had pictured her naked thousands of times, he was a sixteen year old male American. He tried to ask, "Akane...I don't understa.." She put a finger to his lips to silence him, and then took his hand, and pressed it between her legs. Alex was confused, until he noticed something that he felt was... out of place. Namely the warm, thick mass, covered by the material of her pajama's. Alex was at a loss for words, however he was sted fast, he had made a promise not to run. Akane was quick to explain, "A little reminder, never mess with Jusenkyo water...especially not when it's mixed." Then, both their eyes met. They sat there for a good minute, examining the depths of each others gaze. Alex's mind was caught in a rather odd scramble. One one hand, he had an obligation to avoid any kind of intimate relationship by the rules of his exchange program. However, he couldn't possibly leave Akane right now, she was opening up to him, in a way he hadn't expected even. Then again, there was the oddity that he felt a definate male reproductive organ between her legs at the moment, which struck him as weird if not drop dead frightening. Yet, there was a small, but growing part of his mind that found it inticing, and possibly, sexy. Alex then tried to say something, but Akane cut it off with a passionate, full on the mouth kiss. What might have been left of the blonde gaijin's reason, was smashed by the sledgehammer of sexual instinct. He leaned into the kiss, and felt his grip tighten around the warm bulge in the crotch of her pajama's. She moaned in reply, and then pulled away from the kiss, and whispered in his ear. "Let me make love to you Alex." Alex went red in the face, feeling blood rush to his face. Her, make love to him? With...the idea boggled his brains. Yet, that opinion in the corner of his mind had taken root, and began to flourish. He was actually starting to like every aspect of this more, and more. He nodded slowly. Akane hugged him, and whispered again. "I'll try to be gentle." In less than a minute or two, he was naked for the most part, wearing only his long t-shirt, lying on his back, thighs open and legs bent, with his embarrasing erection laying against his stomatch. Akane was in the buff aswell, and even though he had felt it, he still couldn't believe what he was seeing. She was spreading lube over her own, throbbing, ten inch hard-on. However, something about that male member attached to a wonderful example of the female body, made it all incredibly erotic. Akane smiled and posistioned herself between his legs. He gasped as he felt the cool lubed tip of her member press against his anus. She had told him to relax and he was doing the best he could, but he really couldn't help but involuntarily keep his backdoor from resisting any foreign entry. Akane made a slight grunt, and Alex felt a sudden penetration. The lube made it feel smoother, but the spreading of his virgin ass was for lack of a better word, painful. He groaned, and his sphincter tightened around the cock head very tightly. Akane moaned in return and started to push deeper inside, which caused Alex to squirm as she gripped her hands tightly on to his hips for leverage. The conflict of pain and pleasure in his brain was unbearable. One kept pushing against the other, each vying for dominance as Akane impaled him further and further down on her love pole. After what seemed like an agonizing eternity, she was all the way in, every throbbing, pulsing bit of that dick inside him, and he was loving it. Feeling the presence of her thick meat all inside him was almost to much to bear. Half of him wanted her to pull out this instant, the other wanted to be bouncing up and down, riding her tool like mad. It was quite an internal conflict of interests. Akane moaned loudly and started pumping in and out of his quivering tunnel, that was all he could take. Pleasure overwhelmed pain and he began moaning aswell as her gentle strokes made his spasming stop and his soreness fade, she filled him with every bit of her cock that he could take and he accepted it quite willingly. After about half an hour of gentle loving, Alex felt Akane's member swell inside him, growing atleast twice it's normal size in width and half again it's normal length. That really made him snap, his entire body contracted, and he actually came all over himself, without ever having jerked or beaten off once the whole time. The contractions from his orgasm also made Akane cum, and boy did she ever. She continued to pump his ass while her cock twitched and spurted load after load of semen up his tight bum. After her load was spent, Akane pulled out of him, his ass making a wet slurping sound as it was suddenly vacant, but gaping, with white creamy jizz ozzing out of his battered hole. She then rolled him on his side, and curled up behind him, embracing him, and they both feel asleep together that evening. _Oh yeah, now I remember..._ He thought while rubbing his still sore rear. He wondered if he could steal off for a quick bath before Ranma noticed he wasn't up for this morning's warm up. If Ranma did come up to check, there would be hell to pay, and Alex wasn't sure if he could even make up on the interest. So, using every bit of cunning and stealth he had, he made his way to the bathroom, leaving Akane hugging a pillow, with a note reading, 'Gone to take a bath, see you at breakfast.' After the usual splash and scrub ritual, Alex took a very long soak in the bathtub. He closed his eyes for a while. Without knowing it, he slipped into his personal monolouge, A sly femine voice echoed off the walls of the bathroom, "I told you to wait and see, gaijin." He opened his eyes, because of the echo, placing her was rather difficult. Then, a he felt the air around his head and neck move, definatly not anything natural, and he looked up. He gazed into those big hazel brown eyes. "Ohayoo gouzaimasu Nabiki." He said kindly and slowly, the heat of the bath had made him feel sluggish. "Ohayoo yourself." She quirked an eyebrow. He hadn't seen if Nabiki was in some way clothed, but the sluggishness of the heat had dulled his wits suffice to say. "What's up?" His speech was slurred. He was also very tired from last nights 'activities'. "I'd ask you the same question, I happened to notice some odd noises coming from my sister's room last night, so I decided to turn on the remote surveillance camera I had in there." Her voice sounded full of confidence and abit of snide mirth. Alex quickly snapped out of his stupor. "I saw quite a performance I dare say, I admit you were more willingly that I thought you'd be. I bet Kasumi that Akane would have to either knock you out or tie you up, well, 5000 yen, no loss." Alex started blushing, _Oh my god, she knows...wait..didn't Akane say...oh my god..._ He decided to take a look, Nabiki was in the buff as he guessed, with her own cock & ballsac hanging between her legs, just abit smaller than Akane's, but not much. "Now, I have a tape of last night's event, which I most likely will circulate, edited of course, to protect you and my sister. But then again, maybe I could just edit it to protect my sister, what do you think hmm?" She sounded like she was seriously considering the latter statement. "I would prefer having my identity protected..." He mumbled. "I assumed as much, now I have to wonder though what you could do to make it worth anything to me." She held her hand to her chin in thought. Alex merely grumbled about something. Nabiki cupped her hand behind her ear, "What was that? I didn't hear you." Alex muttered, "I'll do whatever it takes you damn harlot." Nabiki gave a wry grin, "Hehe, well then we better get started before everyone else wakes up, shouldn't we?" With that, Nabiki climbed into the tub, and stuck her cock right in his face. "Well? Come on, you said anything.." Alex knew what he said, and then took the womans soft cock into his mouth. Nabiki softly moaned as he began sucking, and he noted how she began getting hard very fast. Soon, he was sucking on 9 inches of her hard, throbbing shaft. After not to long, Nabiki began to buck her hips, and started humping his mouth while he tried his best to get her off, after all, he wasn't sure what she'd do if he didn't perform to her standards. Nabiki's moans became abit louder and more passionate as Alex worked his tongue around her fleshy rod, paying special attention to the skin right below the tip. She gave out a long moan, and Alex tasted something sticky and sweet on his tongue, she was cumming. Nabiki held onto the edge of the tub as she came, and told Alex between moans to suck up every drop, or the deal was off. He swallowed and made sure to perform to the best of his abilities. He cleaned every bit of white jizz off her cock and swallowed it, and when he was done she pulled it out of his mouth. He panted a slight and looked her right in the eyes. She then bent down to him and gave him a pat on the head, "Good boy. Maybe you'll feel up to Kasumi later. Thanks for the hummer." She stepped out of the tub, dried herself off, dressed, and exited. Alex let out a long sigh after she was gone. Later at breakfast, Alex couldn't help but notice the looks he got from both Akane and Nabiki. Akane's eyes seemed to shake abit, she was obviously nervous if she had done something wrong last night. Nabiki just had that smug look that let him know she thought she had him right where she wanted him. No one at the table seemed to notice it, so he just went on eating. Soun made an announcement that he and Genma had personal buisness in Shinjuku for a few days, something involving the continued success of the Tendo & Saotome Martial Arts Schools. So they'd be gone for atleast a week, and they'd have to watch after themselves and the house. Alex suddenly got his patented bad feeling. Of course, he wasn't going to tell them that. It wasn't more than five minutes after Genma and Soun where out the door that Ranma decided to bolt off into town. He of course had asked Alex to join him, but Alex politely declined, saying that he'd rather spend some time relaxing. This was true, but not the entire story, suffice to say. Nabiki had 'persuaded' him into staying for some more 'constructive recreational at home activity'. If you haven't gotten the innuendo by now, you never will, so let's move on. So after Ranma was gone, Alex couldn't help but dread what would happen when Nabiki came downstairs. He was outside practicing a calming defense kata in the backyard at the time, and yet for some reason he couldn't get last night out of his head. He cursed his sick mind and made a powerful hooking heel kick, when he heard a shriek. He opened his eyes, he'd had them closed the whole time. He saw Nabiki on the ground, unhurt, but obviously abit shocked after nearly being on the recieving end of a blow that might have broken her jaw, or something else important. "Gommen, Nabiki, I didn't see you." He bowed in sincere apology, he may not have liked her for what she as doing to him, but he didn't wish her any SEVERE physical harm. She arched and eyebrow "Considering that I am BLACKMAILING you, you're certainly not showing to much...what's the word, malice? Spite? Pure unbridled hatred?" Her mouth formed that sly grin that showed she was enjoying this. He emitted a low growl, gritting his teeth, "Anger is my current emotion, but I bear no ill wishes for my hosts." "Well, enough chit-chat." She snapped her fingers, "Come along now." She went inside, Alex let out a sigh, and could do nothing but follow. Alex muttered and mumbled and swore to himself as he followed Nabiki, but of course, for all his frustration he couldn't keep his eyes off her rear, which, he noted, was moving very erotically as her step and the swaying of her hips spoke volumes about her haughtiness and confidence. When they reached the door to her room, she opened the door and mockingly patted his rear. "I've got a few affairs to straight out," she said, "...so you just wait in here till I get back, now don't touch anything." Her tone angered him as she spoke to him, let she was telling a dog to heel. He stepped in and heard the door shut behind him, and the click of a lock. He let out a sigh and looked around, the room looked very much like what he'd expect from any teenager female con artist. Lots of cameras, mostly digital, video taps - a great number of hich had Ranma's name on them-, a computer and what he determined to be a cable modem hub. The temptation to log onto the web immediatly sprang to mind, but he knew better then that. He looked some more, and noted a closet bound by a heavy chain and locked with both a combination and deadbolt lock, God only knew what was in there. The rest of the room was quaint and almost disgustingly cute. He noticed the pink paint job, and lots of shouju posters and manga around the bed which was covered by a Hello Kitty! blanket. The bile rising in his was almost to much to bear. Not wanting to touch anything, he sat down on the floor and pondered his predicament. Even if he could get out - he guessed the window was not only plexiglass material, but locked tight - he was screwed, proverbally. If he stayed, he was still screwed, literally. He didn't like sitting down when he had to think, and even though it was against his better judgement, he layed himself down on the bed. Atleast looking at the ceiling would keep all the shoujo stuff out of sight. THe bed was decidely comofy and could not help but let out a yawn. The sun was pouring light right on him from the window, and he started to feel languid, like a lizard on a hot rock. He put his hand over his eyes to shield them from the sunlight, and was soon dozing very peacefully. In his rest, his subconcious had registed some very odd activity, the lock clicking again and the door opening, the sounds of two talking girls, and quite abit of movement. Of course, his concious was currently on standby, so he wasn't aware of what was going on. A familiar smack to his rear woke Alex. he noticed immediatly that he felt abit chilly, he assumed the sunlight had left, but then he noticed how drafty he felt, especially around the lower torso. He then felt an itch on his face, and decided he'd very much like to scratch it, but when he tried to move his right arm, he realized that it was for some reason immobile. Not feeling that the least bit peculiar, he tried to move his left arm, but that did no good either. It was about this time his eyes started to focus in and his mind was coming out of that sleepy haze, and several things occured to to him. His arms were bound outwards, and same with his legs, in such a way that he was almost flat against the bed. He also figured that the drafty feeling he got was a rather embarrasing lack of pants or even boxers at the moments (he never wore briefs, to uncomfortable). He tried to move his head around to see, but he wasn't in much a posistion to get a look at everything, he felt that smack to his rear again and he winced at the pain. "Hey Kasumi, I think he's awake." Nabiki spoke with a voice full of lust. Alex immediatly kicked into high gear and started to struggle against the bonds. The feel of the rope against his skin told him it was silk, and he knew he was struggling in vain but he was determined to try anyway. He felt a soft hand stroke his head down to his neck and rub the small of his back. "Oh Nabiki, you tied him too tight, you always go overboard with the rope, now you've scared him." That soft and almost to-sweet voice was Kasumi talking. Alex only wished he could move his head to see what was happening. Nabiki replied, "You say it like you'd rather I let him get away sis." Kasumi's voice didn't change as she spoke, "Well, he's supposed to enjoy this too you know." Nabiki chuckled and he felt that swat on his rump again, "Oh I know him, he's going to like it, not that he'll admit it of course." Alex made a low growl, "You know, in the states you'd never get away with something like this." Nabiki laughed now, "Well we aren't in the states are we, and I don't think you'd tell anyone anyway." Alex grumbled and only wished he had the freedom to move. Kasumi continued to pet and stroke him after he ran out of breath and stopped struggling. Nabiki had stopped smacking his ass and went to gentling needing and rubbing the rosey cheeks. "You know if we keep pampering him like this, he might get the wrong idea." Nabiki said in a wry tone. "Oh Nabiki you really are cruel sometimes, I think he was just starting to relax." "Hey it's more fun when they're a little tense, you said that yourself." He could imagine Kasumi blushing, then decided to speak up. "You can untie me, I won't try to get away." He sighed, "And stop talking over me like I'm not here." He heard Nabiki giggle, "For a second there, I thought he was going soft and complacent on us. Okay Kasumi." Soon enough, he felt the ropes unbind themselves from his wrists, but the ones around his ankles were still there, but he got some slack on them so he could move around, and the first thing he did was use his hands to cover himself while he turned around and sat up to view his captors. He really wished he hadn't. Nabiki was decked out leather dominatrix style, with a corset that only made her already robust bossom (see, I can use cool adjectives when I feel like it) seem even larger. He also couldn't help but notice the gloves, which had spike wrist bands. She was currently holding a wide wooden paddle, and then of course there was that *cough* apparant erection she was sporting. The grin on her face didn't help how he felt either. Kasumi was dressed opposite to Nabiki, all dolled up in frilly white lace, with a bra that was obviously made of tough stuff, the way it restricted her breasts, and the garter belt framed her inner thights beautifully, but that's when he noticed, "it". "It" was large enough to scare away predators. You could have used "it" for a locker room towel rock. "It" could have been classified as a lethal weapon. It was about 16" long and thick as a fist. Alex's eyes went wide like a deer looking into headlights. Kasumi couldn't stop blushing as he stared, and Nabiki couldn't supress a boasting laugh. "Well, now that he's seen it, would be cruel to disappoint him." She cupped his chin in her hand, "Think you can take it, hmm?" He was at a loss for words. "Speechless I see, well the body can say so much more than words alone will." She took her hand from his chin and let it wander down, brushing against his chest and stomach, till her palm rested against his uncomfortably raging erection. She smiled and kisses his face as she began to stroke him, slowly but strongly. He did his best but couldn't withhold the moan that emanated from his throat. She continued this sensous pumping for another minute or two, and through eyes squinted by pleasure, he noticed Kasumi tending to herself in an almost nervous fashion, nibbling on a finger nail while she jerked the massive member between her legs. Without any warning, Nabiki gave him a full on the mouth kiss, her tongue quickly forcing his lips open, exploring his mouth, while her stroking became even faster. He moaned into the kiss, and had to admit, so far this was a very pleasant experience, but in his mind he knew he would call for god to strike him dead when Kasumi stepped in. When Nabiki broke the kiss and took her hands away from his raging, twitching hard-on, he knew what was coming. Nabiki grinned, "Best get on all fours, you're gonna need all the support you can hang onto." She giggled and went over to Kasumi, who had her eyes closed at the moment as she softly moved her hand up and down her massive length. He sighed and turned himself over, proping himself on his hands and knees, knowing only too well that Nabiki was right. He tensed up as he felt the matress move as Nabiki got off, and Kasumi got on. It was almost foreboding, feeling the weight shift as she moved closer towards him. Then he felt her hands on his hips, and then the cool, lubed tip of her member against his rear. He couldn't help but flinch, pulling away reflexively. The soft skin of her palsm and fingers was pleasant, and he noted what a strong grip she had. He knew what was coming and tried to relax, but deep breathing wasn'tgoing to make this any easier. He felt her push. He thought that getting it from Akane had hurt, but this nearly brought tears to his eyes. His arms immediatly buckled under him, and he was face first into the matress. For all the hot, stretching agony, he couldn't help but pant and groan in a mix of pleasure and pain as Kasumi started to stuff her tree trunk boner in his rear. However, much to his surprise, he quickly grew used to how Kasumi had made his ass into a fleshy 'sword sheath' (wink wink). What really drove him nuts was how her length was now precariously close to his prostate gland, which as any male futanari fan knows, is considered the male g-spot. Well that changed everything. By the time she had hilted inside him, her massive length was applying enough pressure on the sensitive gland to pop it like an overripe bunch of grapes. This in turn caused a fair ammount of panting, moaning, groaning, and also resulted in a very large stain on Kasumi's bed sheets. If he hadn't been so busy sticking it to Alex (or in, or even up as the case may be), she surely would have had a coniption over the unclean state of her pretty sheets. Before long the two of them were bumping and grinding on the bed. Kasumi obviously had alot of strength that she never displayed, because each thrust would always send thim toplling when he'd prop himself up on his arms. He quickly got a clue and let his head rest on the bed. Out of nowhere though, he felt Kasumi forcefully reposistion his body vertically, while continuing to piston pump his pucker. Nabiki had been out of his sight for awhile, now he saw what she was up to. She had setup a camera, obviously wanting to film this show as professionally as possible, while watching one of her monitors. She was fiercly stroking herself, but couldn't tell what she was watching. His eyes were now glued to a relatively large TV on the other end of the room, where he could see himself and Kasumi, going down the dirt road. It caused his face to flush even redder as he was able to view not only the look of pleasure on his face, but also Kasumi's swaying breasts, bouncing balls, and his own rock hard erection slapping against his tensed stomatch. About a minute later, he felt Kasumi reposistion his body again. Now he was sitting on her lap, with his back and shoulders pressed against her pillowy breasts while she continued to fuck him passionately. She rubbed his chest, his legs, his cock, while softly kissing his face and whimpering sweet sounds of ecstasy. He could tell she was reaching her peak, her girth swelling abit inside him under the intense pressure of her impending orgasm. He came earlier, but he could feel his libido gaining it's second wind. Kasumi gave a squeel of delight and hugged him close to her body as she came, squeezing him, and his rear in turn spasmed and contracted around the spurting phallus buried deep within him. He moaned and came for the second time, shooting his load on himself and the bed, his cream mixing with Kasumi's as the overflow from her orgasm flowed from his rear. As the blinding pleasure of their shared orgasm passed, Kasumi and Alex kissed and nuzzled each other, and layed back on the bed, soon dozing off, 'zonked out' as some might say. For the second night in a row, Alex fell asleep in a womans(?) arms.