Okay... I did it... I crossed the line. I just had a crazy idea, and threw it down on pixels to see if I could. Forgive me, for I have Lemoned. Let me know if I did okay, or if I should stick to Limes... BTW, this was just a quick diversion... It's not part of any Series, and takes place before the 'wedding'. Contains explicit depictions of sex - please if this type of material offends you in any way, delete it now. I'll understand. All Ranma1/2 Characters property of Rumiko Takahashi, and are used without permission, hopefully to promote this excellent Series. Having a Ball... ------------------------------------------------------------------ He had overheard Akane and Nabiki discussing it a few hours ago in the Dojo, and despite the fact that Akane swore adamantly that she'd never even consider such a thing, Nabiki had made it sound pretty good. Maybe it was the fact that he hadn't had real sex yet, or, it might have been just natural curiosity about his female half's sexual reactions, but he had been unable to get the conversation out of his head. It had started, he surmised, from Akane's question about something called "Ben-Wa Balls". Apparently, someone had mentioned them and Akane didn't know what they were. Ranma himself had been about to jump up onto the roof for his usual quiet contemplations, when he heard Nabiki laughing hysterically, and decided to find out what was so funny. He stood just outside the Dojo as Nabiki went on to describe what they were, and how they could be used. His face promptly lit up beet red, but the idea had still stuck in his head. He had heard of the "Worry Balls" that chimed as they were rolled about in a person's hand, and that were sold to rube tourists looking for something unique to take home. These things sounded very similar, except that they were put elsewhere; and it was the 'elsewhere' that made him take notice. He had explored his feminine components on more than one occasion, and knew that what he had done thus far had felt pretty good. He had not been brave enough to try any 'toys' yet, but this sounded too good to pass up. Nabiki's voice had gone very husky as she described it to the gasping Akane, leading him to believe she spoke from experience. As he stood in the bath recalling the events, he decided the time was right to test it out. Anxiously, he hung out the sign, stripped off his clothes and dumped the rinse bucket over his head. Sighing, onna-Ranma cupped her ample breasts one in each hand, and began to gently tease their perky nipples. The ticklish twinges created seemed to go directly between her legs, and she shuddered occasionally from the feeling. Reaching between the already moist lips nestled amid her neatly trimmed red delta, she sought out her pleasure centre and slowly massaged its velvety hood. As her fingers worked their magic, she could feel herself heat in anticipation of the events to come. Dipping into her virginal entrance, she slowly worked her finger in and out, a soft moan escaping her lips. She shuddered again as the probing digit hit her sweet spot, and immediately withdrew it, only to add one more for the return stroke. The increase in size brought an increase in pleasure, causing her knees to weaken. Knowing she couldn't continue standing up, she quickly stretched out on the floor, already far too hot to even notice the coolness of the tiles. Once settled, she added a third finger to the two already inside, and slowly worked them in deeper with each stroke. As she reached the remaining barrier to her sexual maturity, a deep breath and a quick spreading of her powerful fingers eliminated the obstacle. She winced momentarily at the sharp pain, but her arousal was too far along for it to really matter. Immediately, her other hand went to work on her swelling hood, the combined sensations arching her back in pure ecstasy. Finally, her hungering body could handle no more. Holding up an open hand, she generated three small balls of Ki energy, each slightly larger than a 500 yen coin. Closing her eyes, she positioned the first one at the entrance to her sex, and began to rub it over her swollen lips, lubricating it with her anticipation. When it felt right, she slowly worked it between the lips till it sat just outside her entrance, and she could feel its warmth working through her. Gently, she pushed it past her inner petals, then let it slip back out, but not quite all the way. Again, she pushed it inward, this time gasping as she felt it penetrate her soft passage and slide slowly toward her womb. As she felt it slip beyond the reach of her finger, she postioned the second ball, and began to rub it as she had the first. She could sense the first sphere deep within her womanhood, and each movement of her lower body seemed to enhance the sensation -- exactly as she'd heard. This prompted her to start the second orb on its journey into her body, and it slid deliciously into place behind its predecessor. She moaned in pleasure as she discovered that the sensations created had now intensified, and the simplest of movements seemed to be transmittted directly to her sex, driving her near to madness from the pleasure. With now-trembling hands she inserted the third and final sphere, once more feeling it sink slowly within her to join its fellows. Her eyes rolled back in pure delight at the full but comfortable feeling that ensued, and instinctively, she began to rock her pelvis as her hand again found her magic button. As her hips bucked and rocked to the rhythm of her fingers, she knew she would have to have release soon, or surely pass out from the intensity of the sensation. In a flash, an idea hit her, and she again slid a finger within her aching sex, just touching the last warm sphere. When she felt it against her finger, she caused it to vibrate gently, almost like a rhythmic pulse, and groaned aloud as she felt each reverberation through her nether region. Mere seconds later, she could feel her orgasm build within her writhing, sweaty body, and increased the tempo of her intimate massage. As the powerful sensation rose to its crest, it seemed to ignite in her toes and flash though her body, in wave after wave of rapturous pleasure. Finally, her exhausted body drained from the strength of the climaxes, she let her tingling, leaden legs slide back down, and her hand drop limp on her tummy. She then simply lay on the floor almost gasping for breath, a satisfied smile spreading from ear to ear as she reveled in the luscious afterglow. After a moment, she slid a still trembling finger within her again, and dissipated the spheres in turn. Even that simple act sent an intense wave through her super-sensitive sex, and a soft moan escaped her as she withdrew her finger. Slowly, she rolled to her side, drew her knees up, and cradled her head gently in her arms. She didn't want to move any more than she had to, unwilling to disturb the delicious aura about her. After several long relaxing minutes, she climbed into her previously drawn bath and soaked up the enveloping warmth. As he happily replayed the wonderful experience, he had to admit that having a female side wasn't such a bad thing after all. =================================================================== END - Having a Ball A Lemon FanFic by Coutuva If you made it this far, I guess I can assume it wasn't *too* sick. 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