Disclaimer: I make no attempt to own any of these characters, except for my own. All Ranma ½ characters belong to the great goddess Takahashi Rumiko. Please don’t sue. You won’t get much.

Disclaimer 2: This story is NC-17. If you are under the age of 17, turn back now. If adult orientated material and/or situations do not agree with you, turn back now. If musings of a dirty old man offend you, turn back now. You have been warned.

Author’s Note: This side story ties in with my self-insert fic “An American Dragon in Nerima”. It’s also my first lemon, so please be gentle. All flames will be extinguished by submersion into the Hudson River. Hopefully, it won’t ignite. ^__^

Side Story: Lemon freshness

It started out a normal autumn day. Or at least as normal as it can get at the Tendo Dojo. Ranma and Genma had gone on a training trip to somewhere; Genma didn’t say where. Soun had gone along as well. Nabiki was off at school, and when I say off, she was accepted into Princeton, into their business school. Fortunately for her, a few friends of mine from high school were in the admissions office, so they got her a much lower tuition than normal, like that full scholarship. From what we could gather, she was still seeing her girlfriend, since McGuire AFB was only a half-hour away from the school. Akane was off at Furinkan, since it was the middle of the school week. I took a few weeks of leave, just to relax and let myself release the tensions from commanding a security police squadron, even though I had just volunteered to extend my tour another two years at Yokota. I was working on having a five-year tour at one overseas base.

That just left Kasumi and I at the dojo. The overcast and winds outside made for trying to do anything outside nigh impossible. Even though the weathermen, and even the meteorological section at the base predicted a positive change in the weather, it still hadn’t happened. Kas-chan and I were sitting at the table, picking over breakfast, when the first big drops of rain hit the roof of the house. “So much for the weather changing,” I joked. Ever since I’d gotten my curse, I looked askance at the weather. Any possibility of rain kept me inside, unless I was under someone else’s umbrella.

“I agree,” Kasumi replied. The rain began to pelt the roof harder. Followed quickly was the crack of thunder. Kasumi nearly jumped out of her skin. I moved over and placed my arm around Kasumi. She buried her head against my chest. Tears were leaking from her eyes. “It was during a storm like today that my mother died,” Kasumi said quietly. “I was all of nine. Nabiki was seven and Akane was six. Mother was walking to the market; we were out of something. What, I don’t remember. A van lost control and hit her. She was thrown about five meters from the impact site. Oyaji took all of us to the hospital when he got the phone call.” I felt Kasumi shudder. “I remember seeing Mother lying there, on the hospital bed. Tubes were sustaining her, breathing for her, giving her life sustaining fluids.

“Mother was so full of life, so energetic, that she wouldn’t have wanted to see herself that way. Neither did Oyaji. The doctors in the emergency room had not given her very good odds at recovery. Oyaji started crying as he was signing the papers to take her off life support. Even today, when you mention Mother’s name, he starts crying.

“When we went home that night, I resolved to be the best mother and housewife that I could be, to always have a cheerful look on life, and never let anyone see me cry. Whenever there would be a storm, I’d finish what I was doing and go to my room, so that the family would not see me break down and cry. The first time we that quiet dinner together was the first time I’d let anyone see me cry. I feel safe in your arms, Christopher. I never want to lose you.”

I sat there, holding on to Kasumi, stroking her hair. Her tears soaked my t-shirt, but as long as I kept it away from my skin, I’d be fine. I was stunned though. Sure, we’d been together as a couple for almost a year, and friends for several months before that. The last time a storm like this cropped up, I had asked if there was anything wrong, Kasumi denied it. But, I think she still wasn’t comfortable with me. This time, though she was comfortable, especially since I was taking care of the fiancée problem. “You won’t lose me, iinasuke. I’m not going anywhere,” I said, quietly.

There was another crash of thunder. Kasumi jumped not as much as before. “Tell me about your family, Christopher. All this time, and I don’t know much about them.”

“Well, there’s not much to tell. My father owns his own small business, fixing cars in my hometown. My mother works for a dentist, and my sister is twice married, twice divorced. We’re certainly not all that interesting. Well, except for my peculiarity when I get hit with cold water.” I smiled. “And my folks taught me to respect women, to follow the code of chivalry. To be an honorable man.”

“At least you have a normal family. No multiple fiancés, no martial arts challenges every other day. Sometimes it seems that’s all we have here in a week. It was starting to get boring after awhile. And it doesn’t help that Tofu-sensei freezes up whenever someone mentions my name or he sees me.”

“I take it that the good Doctor has a crush on you?” Stupid question to ask, since I saw it for myself when I had to bring her in after Ryouga’s attack.

“Hai. I had hopes that he would eventually get up enough courage to at least ask me out. But he never did, and then you came along, and my mind was made up the day I apologized for barging in on you in the bathroom. I wanted to be with you from that moment on.” She made the first move by leaning up, and kissing me. My hands adjusted themselves so that I was able to hold her closer to me; my mouth responded to hers, and deepened the kiss. She opened her mouth, and my tongue slipped in and explored uncharted territory.

I don’t know how long we were sitting in the dining room kissing, but we broke off the kiss. “Christopher,” Kasumi whispered, “I want you so badly, I can feel my body ache.”

“Then why don’t we do something about it,” I said, as I was nibbling her earlobe. I could tell it provoked a response by the way she was moaning. We both stood, and I picked her up, much to Kasumi’s surprise. I carried her up the stairs towards my room.

“Christopher,” she murmured, “I have something that I want to surprise you with. Why don’t you let me down, and I’ll go get it.”

“Alright, but hurry,” I said, as I lowered her down. Kasumi trotted off to her room, and I headed to mine. I lit up a few candles, and put some appropriately romantic Mozart on the CD player. I slipped out of the physical training uniform that I was wearing, and pulled on a pair of slacks and polo shirt.

My door slid open. I turned and saw Kasumi standing there, wearing a long silk robe. I smiled as she walked into the room and slid the door shut. She undid the sash of the robe and opened it, revealing the virginal white lace teddy and silk stockings she was wearing. “Do you like,” she purred, as she let the robe puddle on the floor. I nodded, not quite trusting myself to speak yet. I didn’t have butterflies in my stomach right now; I had F-15 fighters doing high-G maneuvers. Yeah, I’ll admit it, I get nervous around women at times, and this was one of those times. “I’m glad you like it,” she said, seductively. The teddy clung to Kas-chan like it was sprayed on, hinting at what it didn’t reveal. Before, I’d have guessed that Kasumi was a B or C cup, even when she wore my PT uniform. For that, I had respectfully turned around, so that she could change without embarrassment. But now I could see that she was a very healthy and perky C.

I walked over to her, and embraced her. Kasumi practically melted into my arms. Ever so tenderly, I placed a series of light kisses from her ear, down her neck to her shoulder. Kasumi moaned ever so lightly, as my hands ran up and down her back. I let one of my hands rest on her buttocks, and slowly began to knead them.

Kasumi reached down and was massaging my crotch. I could feel myself beginning to rise to the occasion. The way she was getting a rise out of me made it hard to believe that she was still a virgin. I heard her unzip my fly, and felt her hand running up and down my shaft. I could feel myself further rising to meet the challenge. With her other hand, I could feel her unbuttoning my trousers. They fell and there I stood in a polo shirt and boxers.

“Let’s move someplace a little more comfortable,” I said. With that, I picked up my fiancée and carried her over to the bed. I set her down just on the edge, so her feet were dangling over the side. I quickly stripped off my polo, got on my knees and her legs over my shoulders.

Smiling, I ran my hands along Kasumi’s inner thighs. There was a sharp intake of breath, as she started to moan quietly. Satisfied with the results, I let my hands explore further, running them along the insides of her thighs, towards the crotch of the teddy. I slipped a finger into her slit, and Kasumi moaned louder. I began finger fucking her, her juices lubing up her pussy. “Oh my,” she moaned, breathlessly. “Please...eat me out.”

I didn’t reply, but I moved in closer, and began licking. Kasumi’s reaction was intense. She started bucking, ramming her lips into my face. I think I’d found her spot; by the way she was reacting. “Oh Kami, this feels great,” I heard her moan.

I stopped, much to her disappointment, and began to run my hands around her nipples. I got on to the bed, and ran my tongue along her nipples, while I fondled her slit. Kasumi reached up and hooked the waistband of my boxers and slid them down my legs. She reached up and started stroking me again, with her gentle touch. “Oh god,” I moaned, “that feels great.”

“Christopher,” Kasumi whispered in my ear, “I want you to take me. I want you inside me. But be gentle.”

“I will,” I murmured around her nipple. I shifted positions, and started to slide my hard cock into her tight pussy. “Let my know if it hurts too much, and I’ll back out.”

“H...hai,” she said, still in the throes of passion.

I worked my way in slowly, plucking her flower for the first time. I heard her whimper in pain when I broke her hymen. I offered to stop, but Kasumi just shook her head no. As I kept thrusting, her pussy began to loosen up. We started getting into it hot and heavy, getting into a good rhythm, Kasumi’s breasts moving in time with each thrust.

With each thrust, Kasumi began to tighten up. I could feel myself getting ready to erupt. “Oh God,” I moaned, “I’m gonna come.” I began breathing in short gasps, and heard Kasumi gasping for breath as well.

With one last powerful thrust, I erupted like Mt. Vesuvius. I could feel my eyes roll back in my head as I came. “Kami-sama,” Kasumi moaned, as I felt her come as well.

We stayed locked in position, as our bodies, as one, shuddered with ecstasy. I withdrew my flaccid cock. We snuggled together, my fiancée wrapped in my arms. There was a bolt of lightning lit up the room. It was followed closely by the crash of thunder. Kasumi didn’t jump like she did before. I looked over at Kasumi, and saw she had dozed off, safe in my arms. I planted a light kiss on her neck, closed my eyes as well, and let myself doze off.

I don’t know how long we dozed, but when I woke up, the storm had passed, and the sun was making its way through the clouds. The candles I’d lit to give my room a romantic edge had drowned themselves in liquid wax. I looked at Kasumi, sleeping peacefully. God, I thought to myself, she is truly beautiful.

She turned in her sleep, and opened her eyes. For a moment, there was a bit of confusion, before she remembered who I was. “Konnichiwa, Christopher,” she said, with a smile.

“Konnichiwa, Kasumi. Did you enjoy your nap?”

“Hai. Among other things,” she replied with a grin on her face. “You were great.”

I kissed her, and smiled. “So were you. Are you afraid of storms anymore?”

She smiled and blushed. “Maybe just a little now. But as long as I’m with you, I’ll be fine.”

“I’m glad to hear it.” I looked at the mess we made of the bed. “Jeez, look at the mess we made. I need a shower. Would you care to join me?”

“I think I would,” Kasumi replied as she kissed my chest. We both got out of bed, and padded to the bathroom. “I think Akane’ll be home from school soon.”

I turned on the water, waited for it to start getting hot before I adjusted the temperature. “If she sees us, she sees us. We are two consenting adults, after all.”

Kasumi gave me a small smile. “True. And I see you’re wanting to consent further.”

I looked down, and chuckled. “I guess so.” I held open the shower curtain. “After you, ma’am.”

I closed the curtain after I got in, and we both rinsed off. I reached for the soap, and began lathering it up. “Shall I?”

Kasumi nodded with a knowing smile. I took the soap and began rubbing it on her. I lathered up her breasts, running my soapy fingers along her hardening nipples, rolling them between my fingers. This elicited a low moan from Kasumi, as she sank into my arms and rested against my chest, letting the spray of water add to her pleasure. She reached down and began stroking my hardening shaft. “Fair’s fair, lover,” she said. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of her hand on my shaft.

I rinsed off a soapy hand under the spray of hot water. “Is that so?” I asked, mischief in my voice. I lowered my rinsed hand to her mound and began running it along the inside of her slit, inserting it slowly then pulling it out.

“Ohh my,” Kasumi moaned. “That feels good. Don’t stop.” Who am I to argue when it comes to pleasure? I kept fingering her, while I cupped her breast and took her nipple and rolled it between my fingers. She moaned again, before moving my hands. For a moment, I was confused, but saw what she was going to do when she turned around. She got on her knees, and took my cock into her mouth. Slowly she began to suck on it like a lollipop, swirling her tongue around the length of my shaft. As she pulled her head back, she’d gently scrape her teeth. It send an electric tingle up my spine, causing a sharp intake of breath and a low moan of pleasure to come from me.

I placed my hands on her head and gently guided her rhythm. She took my shaft out, and licked its full length, and took my balls gently into her mouth while she stroked me. I shuddered with ecstasy. “God, I love that.” Kasumi alternated between licking my balls and sucking on my cock. I could feel myself beginning to come again. “Oh God,” I moaned, “I’m coming.” I shot my load in Kasumi’s mouth. It wasn’t as intense as the first time, but still potent. There was some of my white stuff leaking out of her mouth, as she swallowed my come. Kasumi kissed my one-eyed soldier as he collapsed from exhaustion.

“Did you enjoy?” She said as she rose.

“I did, iinasuke.” I said. I hugged her as she finished standing, and kissed her forehead. “I’m glad that most of the family are away. It gives us a chance to be together.”

“I know. I’m glad too.” We both stood there, getting soaked by the spray of water from the showerhead. “Oh my,” Kasumi exclaimed. “Christopher, I think we’ve run through the hot water tank. You better get out.”

Indeed the water had gone from hot to merely very warm. I pushed aside the shower curtain and jumped out of the shower. Just in time too, because Kasumi came out of the shower with goosebumps, as I was toweling myself off. “That was good timing. I doubt your father would appreciate losing his bathroom.”

“Definitely, Christopher.” Kasumi smiled, as she picked up her towel. “Oyaji wouldn’t appreciate it.” I wrapped my towel around my waist.

I walked over and took her towel from her, and began drying her with it. Nothing fancy, nothing kinky; just a normal rub down. We kissed and went back to my room to get dressed and cleaned up.