"We will never stop loving each other. Even if we have a nasty breakup, it won't be because we stopped loving each other. It'll be over money, control, time conflicts, our other friends, or something else we don't pay attention to right now."
"But everything will change between us and we'll lose what we have now. I never want to lose that. I never want to lose you."
"Everything changes. What we have right now is changing even as we speak. We can't go back to what we had before, because we began to think about each other differently. As boyfriend/girlfriend rather than just best friends. It will always be in the background, waiting to spring out against us whenever we least expect it. Do you at least realize that, now?"
"I think I can understand that."
"I love you so much, I don't want to lose you either. It ^is^ a risk. One that I'm willing to take. I want to see if we ^are^ compatible as boyfriend and girlfriend. To see if we can become even closer than we have been."
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She rummaged through her purse until she held something in her hand. Kneeling back down to look him in the eye, she took one of his hands, placed it there and curled his fingers around it. Opening his hand, he stared at the object in his palm, his jaw dropping in shock.
She kissed him slowly and tenderly before getting up and moving to the door of the room. "Please think about it?", she said to him, the pleading tone unmistakable even to him. She then left the room, closing the door behind her.
He didn't move a muscle. He couldn't take his eyes from the object she had placed into his hand. It was a square of foil like material containing a circular ridge within the packaging material. A condom.
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[Inspired by Neko Moon by Chilord]
Ami watched the scene unfolding before her in horror. The sensors that had been placed in the four corners of Mamoru's bedroom gave her a complete and detailed hologram of what was happening. She thanked her lucky stars that she had her cram school today. Otherwise, she woud have been caught as well as Rei by Usagi while having a threesome with Usagi's boyfriend.
Ami had been making recordings of their encounters for some time, now. Often, she relieved the boredom in her juku when her instructor covered things she had already down pat by watching Mamoru parade his sexual conquests for her perusal. He was the one who had hung the sensors in their places, after all. She made a mental note to remove the images she had stored from the computer's main memory and store them elsewhere. A little paranoia never hurt.
It wasn't often for her to see them in real time, though. Today there had been a series of random coincidences that probably wouldn't occur again in thousands of years. Mamoru's mention of a day off, Rei's school scheduling a closing for half a day to set up for a program later on that night, and Usagi's ^not^ getting a detention from any of her teachers.
The senshi of Mercury could understand why Usagi was upset, but she was also partly annoyed. Mamoru ^may^ have been Usagi's soulmate, but they were neither engaged (mostly due to Usagi's father refusing to allow an engagement until she was nearly through high school) nor were they married. Ami thought as long as those two things had not occurred, there was no reason for her friend to get so upset. And now, to her chagrin, she would have to curtail her own liasons with Mamoru until Usagi forgave or forgot.
Damn that ^girl^! No, that ^child^! She knew no one else would be as long lived as the senshi. Who else knew all their secrets and with whom could they become comfortable, unless it was with someone as long lived as themselves? Ami had spoken with her future counterpart after they had rescued Crystal Tokyo and learned that King Endymion was the lover for ^all^ the senshi, except for Uranus and Neptune. Jealous bitch!
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[Inspired by Kasumi 1/2 by Rainman]
[Inspired by Who's Your Daddy by Dark Phoneix]
Had the teapot not been old and the spout many times repaired, it would not have been unbalanced. Had they used the bed, rather than the floor to keep the noise of their lovemaking from alerting others, the water would not have reached them. Had they thought about it, they would have realized having any water in the room was just too much of a risk.
But, they hadn't. As they rubbed their genitals against one another, they drifted to the nightstand that held the tea set. Raising slightly off the red haired girl, Kasumi attempted to grind herself harder against the younger girl's pleasure center. Doing so knocked Ranma's shoulder into one of the legs of the nightstand. The teapot, being unbalanced, fell. The spout, being repaired many times, broke off again. The (still) warm water did as one would suspect it might, it reversed Ranma's transformation from female to male.
Once again, if things had been carefully thought through, precautions would have been taken and nothing would have gone wrong. But then, once again, this is talking about the life of Saotome Ranma. A walking disaster, waiting to happen. The combination of water, arousal and positioning brought about instant chaos.
Before she could register the change in Ranma's gender, Kasumi fully impaled herself on Ranma's manhood. She had wanted to remain a (technical) virgin until she was married and just fool around a bit until then, learning how to bring sexual pleasure to someone other than herself. Masturbation is a lot of fun, guilt free, spiritually rewarding, and absolutely disease free. But, damn it, masturbating is ^lonely^.
Ranma's change had caused her to inadvertently break her own hymen. The instant of pain/pleasure made her lose control and cry out at an unexpected climax. Ranma, being highly aroused already, couldn't hold back as his manhood was thrust inside the tight, never-before-invaded vaginal canal of the eldest Tendo girl. It caused him to also cry out and ejaculate and the two collapsed into each other.
The afterglow of a satisfying bout of sex is a wonderful thing. The lethargy allows one the time to recover physically and mentally, because (at least in this author's mind) the enjoyment one experiences in sex is found equally as much in the mental aspects as it is the physical. It does not, however, prepare one for several people bounding through the door of the room to find out why two someones screamed.
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"I want to be fitted for a diaphragm, Doctor Tofu. I want you to be the one to do so. And I want you to be the first to make it necessary to use one."
Tofu's usual Kasumi-itus was stopped dead in its tracks.
Kasumi continued, "I had an accident with a...'toy' of mine. It broke my hymen." She didn't mention the toy had a name. Ranma. Nor that the diaphragm was solely to keep from having condoms lying around the house for Nabiki to find. Nor that Tofu wouldn't be her only lover.
Now that she had him, she wasn't about to give up Ranma for anything or anyone. Even her youngest sister. He was just too cute to let him go. He was a very attentive lover and easily trained to touch her the way she liked to be touched. She might let Nabiki share him, after a while. She didn't think he'd mind. Too much.
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[Inspired by Too Far by Lord Archive]
"Ranma, you PERVERT!" Akane screamed as Ranma stood in the doorway of her room.
Ranma stared at the nude form of his fiancee laying on her bed. A black lump at her crotch drew his attention as it licked at the juices flowing from her mons veneris.
"That is the LAST straw!" he bellowed, before turning away and stomping down the stairs.
"Ranma? Ranma...?" She trailed off as she heard him stomping back from the kitchen. When he got back to the doorway, she saw him carrying a kettle in his hand.
"All right, you bastard. This is the LAST time I put up with this nonsense," he scowled as he grabbed the pig by his yellow and black bandanna. "Now who's dishonorable, you pathetic excuse for living?"
"Leave P-Chan alone!" Akane yelled, getting up and raising her mallet.
"Shut up, bitch! I haven't gotten to you yet, animal fucker!" he snarled as he kicked her back into the headboard of her bed. He poured some of the contents of the kettle on the pig and, just before the transformation was complete, kneed the resulting teenaged boy in the groin. "I promised you I wouldn't tell her about your curse. But I never promised I wouldn't show her. Prepare to die, Hibiki," he spat at the naked boy, who was curled up on the floor, clutching at his family jewels.
"Ry...Ry...Ryouga?" Akane stammered.
"No. Killing you would let you off too easily," Ranma said as he reconsidered. "I'll just tell Kasumi and Nabiki and let them deal with you." With that, he kicked Ryouga in the balls again, punting him out the window into Low Earth Orbit.
"You," he smiled nastily, turning his attention to Akane, "since it looks like you like to fuck animals, you are going to do just that," he said, as his smile became hideously vicious. "And when Nabiki gets done recording that, no one is going to look at you as a potential girlfriend or wife, ever again." He pretended to look introspective as he nastily added, every word dripping venom, "Maybe I'll do your sisters while we watch you."
He slowly and deliberately departed from her room, leaving her crying in a fetal position on her bed.
16 Jan 2002
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[Inspired by Orgy and Orgy 2 by ShigatsuC]
"Ranma, Nabiki, time to get up and dressed and back to your own rooms."
The two merely grunted and buried their heads deeper into the pillows.
Kasumi shook her head, exasperatedly. "Do you two ^want^ to be found in here by our fathers?"
"If they want to watch, let them," a sleepy Ranma replied.
"And if they want to join in, ^then^ we'll beat them senseless," an equally tired Nabiki added.
"If you two would stop at a decent hour, say, one or two in the morning, neither one of you would be so tired right now. You would have been able to get four or five hours of sleep. Plenty enough to keep you from being so tired in the mornings."
"But..."
"But nothing. I know we can't do this often enough to keep us satisfied, hormones notwithstanding." Kasumi kissed them both deeply and continued, "Now get back to your own beds before our fathers wake up and find us all together. I doubt you want to be married while still in your teens, I know ^I^ don't."
Ranma and Nabiki slowly rolled out of Kasumi's bed and proceeded to get dressed, Ranma donning a tank top and boxers and Nabiki a T-shirt that barely covered her genitals. Pausing at the doorway, Nabiki took one of Ranma's hands and put his three center fingers inside her snatch. "My room, tomorrow night," she breathed huskily. "Akane, the dyke, is going to stay over at Sayuri's. Again. So we won't have to keep the noise down."
"Nabiki," Kasumi chided, "that isn't nice. Even though it's true, it's not nice. Besides, we have been invited to spend tomorrow night at Kodachi's with Ukyo, Konatsu, Tofu and Shampoo. She said that Tatewaki and Sasuke will be on Okinawa for a kendo tournament and Mousse will be in China, so they can't be interrupting."
"Mmm...Tofu and Konatsu at the same time," Nabiki purred. "I haven't had them in a long time."
"I agree," said Ranma. "I hope Ryoga wanders in, too. Nobody makes me cum as much as he does when I'm getting laid by him as a female." He chuckled. "'Ranma prepare to die' and I feel like I have when he finally cums."
"I still prefer you, when you're male," Kasumi said, walking over and gathering the other two in a warm embrace. "Tofu, Ryoga and Konatsu are good, but you know exactly what gets me off and keeps me going."
"I guess practice does make perfect," Ranma said as he pulled his boxers down and slid his prick inside her nether lips. As she wrapped a leg around his waist and moaned into his shoulder, he glanced at the alarm clock next to her bed. "I suppose we still have enough time for a quickie. Shall we?"
Nabiki and Kasumi wasted no time in dragging him back to the bed.
14 Feb 2002
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Ranma strode swiftly into the kitchen to [proffer?offer?make?tender?] his farewell to Kasumi, who was at present drying the breakfast dishes. As her back was to him, he made a conscious effort to make his footsteps audible, lest he startle her and have her drop a dish or glass. Placing his hands on her hips, he leaned into her and in a low voice said, "I think I'm going to miss you the most, Kasumi. Especially our late night talks."
She spun in his grip and kissed him passionately, much to his delight. Eventually, she broke off, saying slyly, "You think? Not that most of our 'talks' had much to do with speaking, if my recollection is correct. I'm going to miss them, too. And you." With a rising desperation tingeing her vocal cords, she asked, " Are you sure you can't get your mother to let you stay here?"
"After having lived here until her house was rebuilt, she realized me and Akane wouldn't ever get along," he said exasperatedly. "That's why she insisted me and Pop move back in with her. I wish..."
"I know, I know. Until you get out of school and licensed to teach martial arts, there's no sense in switching the engagement to me." She kissed him lightly and continued, "I do appreciate you keeping me out of the line of fire around here. Really, I do." Kasumi then buried her face into Ranma's chest and moaned, "I just got used to waking up in your arms and now it has to stop because you're moving out."
Ranma softly stroked her hair and commiserated, "So did I. If I didn't think Nabiki would catch on, I'd spend every Saturday night in bed with you. "
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"Nabiki? I'm here to pay the latest installment on my debt."
"It's about time you got around to me. What took you so long?"
Ranma grinned sheepishly. "Sorry. I was saying goodbye to Kasumi."
"Ranma, Ranma, Ranma. What am I going to do with you," she mockingly chided him. "With you sleeping around with half of the girls or young wives in Nerima, I'm surprised no one but me found out about it." As she cuddled up to him, she added, "You're a great lay and I envy Kasumi, but as long as you want to keep paying on your mythical debt I'm willing to let you screw me senseless."
"Oh," he seemingly innocently asked while unzipping her dress, "you like?"
"Bastard," she playfully slapped his cheek, "of course I like. If you were more ambitious than just wanting to run a little dojo, I'd consider marrying you myself."
"Speaking of the dojo, do you need any more photos?"
"Not for another month. At least you're smart enough to figure without them you won't have a dojo to inherit." She smirked, "That stupid spoiled brat is going to have a rude awakening once you and Kasumi get married. I can't wait to see the look on her face once she hears the news. You want a copy of the photo?"
"Akane is your sister. You should be more forgiving." His expression darkened. "Not that I'll ever forgive her. Yeah, I want a copy. I'll put it in an album right next to the one we got of her screwing Ryouga out in the dojo. Careless of her to do so inside it while you were attempting to seduce me for the first time behind the building," he smirked. "And," he added, "you should thank her. I would never have had sex with you that day, or anyone else, if I didn't find out she was screwing around with every other martial artist in Tokyo, except me."
Now that she was completely nude, she proceeded to undress Ranma. Nabiki shook her head, "And here I thought she was completely clueless, until I saw her pour hot water on P-chan. I guess it's partly my fault she learned how to be sneaky from avoiding me." Once she pulled Ranma's boxers off, she melted into his arms. "Too bad we only have time for a quickie, today. I'll expect better next time."
"I convinced Kasumi I couldn't stop in every weekend, presumably to keep you from getting suspicious," Ranma gloated. "So every Saturday night I don't spend with her I can spend with you."
"A buff jock that's as conniving as me," Nabiki pecked him on the lips. "How did I get so lucky?"
"Karma. Now all you'll have to do is talk her into sharing me with you."
"What?"
"That way we can be together every weekend. And then, every night once Kasumi and I get married."
"You rotten perverted asshole! You just want two women to cater to your every...hey, wait." Nabiki thought for a few moments. "You know, that just might work out in the long run. Akane won't be able to say or do anything about our little liasons, I won't have a need to find an affordable apartment and the three of us will be Double Income No Kids. I never thought about becoming the mistress of my sister's husband. I'll think more about it. Later. Right now, we're both naked and there's no action."
Ranma scooped her up and laid her on her bed. "Yes, oh, my Ice Queen and Iron Bitch," he murmurred lovingly in her ear. "I hear and obey."
9 Mar 2002
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Akane glanced at the occupied sign on the door to the furo. ::When has that ever stopped me?:: she mentally chuckled. She quickly stripped in the changing room and was about to put her nudity on display again for her gender-changing houseguest/classmate/boyfriend/fiance, when she heard him talking and paused to listen. When she heard him being answered by a female voice, she nearly ran into the room to pound him to smithereens, but was halted when she realized who it was who answered. ::Kasumi? What is Kasumi doing in the bath with Ranma?::
She quietly peeked into the room to see the pair in the bath at opposite ends and facing each other. They seemed to treat each other as old friends, relaxed and unconcerned about where they were or their state of nakedness.
"So, to which of the four are you attracted?" Kasumi asked.
"All of them, really." Akane nearly screamed, until she heard him add, "But the only one I really want is Akane. I damned near married her. I would have, too, if it weren't for the others crashing the wedding. I think we're both too young to get married, but she's the only one I want. When we're ready. When we're both ready and not before."
She was stunned. ::Ranma...wants...me?::
"All of them are cute and good looking, but those other three are way too clingy, as if they couldn't live unless we were attached at the hip. At least, Akane is willing to stand on her own. I like that."
Ranma continued, "Akane's the one who really confuses me, though. She parades into the bath room naked when she can't help but know I'm in here. Then, as soon as she sees me watching her, she mallets me. She pays no attention to me until one of the others do, then she mallets ^me^ when ^they^ grab ^me^. If she doesn't want me, then why is she so jealous when the others focus on me?"
"Well, for one thing, Akane seems to be an exhibitionist. I think she has been flashing the boys at school ever since she started to fill out early in junior high. At least that's what Nabiki has told me and Akane's girlfriends agreed," Kasumi replied. "As for the second, if you and your father had shown up about two months earlier, I think you would have found her attitude very different. That would have been before the Kuno boy started groping her and making the other boys fight her."
"Kuno groped her?" Ranma growled.
Akane sat down and unconciously folded her arms over her breasts as Kasumi said, "He used to come up behind her and grope her while grinding his groin into her buttocks. But, he was only the worst. Most of the others tried to do it, too."
"Kuno dies," Ranma snarled. "Slowly and painfully, but he dies." Lightening his mood slightly, he said, "So that's why she mallets me. She's protecting them from me groping them, although it's ^me^ that should be protected from ^them^."
"Conditioned reflex, I would say. Girl, being rubbed by Boy, it's the boy's fault."
"If you knew about all that, why did you force the engagement on Akane?"
"I am sorry that Nabiki and I threw Akane at you when you first arrived, but we both had boyfriends we were sleeping with that we wanted to keep hidden. Especially from Father."
"Once you begin having sex with someone you're not going to stop voluntarily, especially when you're so close to each other. Yeah, I understand that," Ranma said.
"I know. That's why Tofu moved out of the district, so we wouldn't be tempted to have sex every day, like we had been doing." She giggled. "It was convenient that the clinic was on the way to the market."
"Yeah, if I started sleeping with Akane, with us living in the same house, we'd probably never stop. Maybe not even to eat."
Akane was glad she was already seated because she was sure she would have fallen with a hard thump that the two in the furo couldn't possibly have ignored. ::Kasumi was sleeping daily with Dr. Tofu and Ranma wants to have sex with me? And he must be serious, too. He'd never pass up a meal, would he?::
It was a good thing for Ranma and Kasumi that Akane was no longer watching them, merely listening at the furo door, when Kasumi glided over to Ranma and locked her legs around his waist. Grinding his member into her nether lips, he gave her a leisurely kiss and said, "We can't stay in here much longer. Everyone will wonder where we are."
Akane took that as her cue to leave, so she missed Kasumi say to Ranma, "Midnight in the dojo? I'll be waiting. Should I invite Nabiki?"
Ranma reluctantly withdrew himself from Kasumi's embrace and stepped out of the bath. "I'd like that," he whispered leaning over the edge and proceeded to engulf her mouth with his. "I still can't believe Nabiki dumped Kenji, just so she could sleep with me more often."
"I'm just happy she decided to share you with me," Kasumi purred into his ear.
"And I'm happy you talked me into having sex with Tofu as a girl," Ranma whispered back. "I've never had orgasms like that, as a guy."
"Shall I invite him, tonight?"
"No, I think it best we only see him at his new clinic. There, we can be as loud as we like."
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Akane hoped Ranma didn't notice as she unbuttoned another button of her blouse, or if he did, that he wouldn't say anything about it. It was almost like she was back in junior high and flashing the boys in class, but she wanted to go farther than she had in any of her classrooms. Just a few more buttons and she could take it off. ::Please don't say anything! Not yet!::
It was like pulling teeth to get him alone with her to study in her room. She knew it was her own fault. If she wasn't so mallet happy ( but he deserved it most of the...OK, half the time), it wouldn't have been so difficult.
When she had undone the last button of her blouse, she turned away from Ranma and stretched. She then removed the top and threw it onto her bed. Pretending nothing unusual was happening, she sat back down at her desk, naked from the waist up, watching Ranma's reaction out of the corner of her eye.
Ranma clapped his hands over his eyes and groaned, "What do you think you're doing, Akane?"
"What are you talking about, Ranma?" she smirked.
He groaned again, saying, "As soon as I even glance at you, I'm going to get hit."
Akane stood up, took the opportunity to remove the rest of her clothing, and walked over to Ranma's other side. Pulling one of his hands from his face, she placed it on her hip. "I don't mind if you look," she said.
"Oh, no. As soon as I do, you'll change your mind." He pulled his hand off her body as if it burned him and replaced it over his eye.
She took hold of both of hs wrists and pulled them away from his head, down to his sides. "Ranma, look at me." He refused to open his eyes. "Look at me." He just shook his head, eyes closed. Akane placed her forehead against his. "Open your eyes, Ranma, you'll only see my face."
He cracked one eye and, seeing she told the truth, opened the other.
"Ranma, I like being looked at, but only when I decide it's okay."
14 Apr 2002
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[Just a short note here. I am not condoning child abuse or sexual abuse of a child. This is an exploration of the possibilities if all the main characters were abused before puberty. As far as I am concerned, the completely dysfunctional characterizations of all the people in the manga, as written by Ms. Takahashi, seem to point to early age child abuse, neglect, and otherwise criminal actions from all of the supposedly adult characters.]
"So, which do you like more? Ucchan or okonomiyaki?"
Six year old Ranma thought for a moment. Ucchan or okonomiyaki...Ucchan or okonomiyaki...hmm. "Okonomiyaki! I don't feel as hungry after I eat okonomiyakl!"
What he didn't say out loud was he was always hungry for more of eating Ucchan. He could spend hours at it and not notice the passage of time. He'd never tasted anything so wonderful in his life!
And, of course, she always wanted him to do it more. She liked it better when Ranma ate her. He was better than her father because he took longer and didn't shove himself inside her unless she asked him to do so. Though she was able to accomodate her father's...size after enduring it since her mother's death, a little past the age of four, Ranma was gentle and patient and she was, at her age, built to accept his smaller intrusion.
It started off innocently enough. Genma was off begging or stealing money during the day, so he could visit the whorehouses at night. No, to be more accurate, he was out mugging and purse snatching. His son couldn't run fast enough yet to avoid being caught, so he left Ranma outside the park where Ukyo and her father set up their yattai. Rather than having to watch over the two children while he conducted business, her father told them to go play in the park. Hot, sweaty and tired from running around all morning, they lay back against one of the many trees beside the shaded pond.
"Let's go swimming," Ukyo said, starting to disrobe.
"All right!" Ranma exclaimed. When the two were completely naked and walking to the edge of the pond, Ranma noticed something different about his friend. "Hey, Ucchan, what happened to your dick? Did it fall off?"
"Jackass," she said, bopping him on the head, "I never had one. I'm a girl."
Ranma focused his eyes on her crotch, his brow furrowed in (what passed for) deep thought. "I don't understand. The only difference between us is what we have between our legs."
"Yeah. And...?"
"How does that," he said pointing, "make a girl weaker than a guy?"
She bopped him on the head again. "Idiot. Before she died, my momma said there isn't much difference between boys and girls until they become men and women. After that, most men's strength is in their arms and most women's strength is in their legs."
Ranma's attention never wavered from the essence of her femininity. "But..."
Ukyo grabbed one of his wrists and pulled him into the water. "Let's just rinse off and you can stare at me all you want while we dry off."
The two children rubbed the sweat and dirt from each other in the places they couldn't reach on themselves. Afterwards, they swam a bit and retreated back to the trees to allow themselves to air dry, since they didn't want to use their clothes to dry their wet bodies. Ranma went back to staring at Ukyo's genitalia.
"Umm...Ucchan? Do you mind if I...?"
"Touch it?"
"Yeah."
"Go ahead. I can show you what everything is inside."
"Inside?"
Ukyo sat on her discarded clothes and spread her nether lips for Ranma's inspection. "This is the pee hole, here, and this is where my father puts his dick when he wants to. I don't know what to call it. He uses a different name every time. Pussy, cunt, sheath, canal, and love hole are the ones he uses the most."
"Weird. He actually puts his dick inside you? Doesn't that hurt?"
"Not really. It did the first couple of times he did it, but not anymore. You wanna try it?"
"You're sure it won't bother you? My pop gave me an enema once. It didn't hurt, but it didn't feel good, either."
8 May 2002
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It didn't happen often, but Ranma cherished the times when everyone else but him and Kasumi were out of the house. This time, the fathers were dragged off by Happosai, Akane was staying overnight at Sayuri's, and Nabiki went to the theater with a few of her cronies as a payback for a profitable month.
He poked his head into the kitchen and asked, "Do you need any help, Kasumi?"
Kasumi drew him into a firm embrace, then kissed him ardently. "Not really, but I don't mind the help. If you'll dry the dishes, I'll be done in here that much sooner."
He just loved it when he didn't have to share her with Dr. Tofu. As much as he enjoyed threesomes with the good doctor, having Kasumi all to himself was a rare treat. He returned the kiss and undressed her in the blink of an eye, using Happosai's patented disrobing technique. Just because he didn't use it in public, didn't mean he didn't know how to do it.
"Oh, my. Can't you wait, Ranma-kun?" she gave him an evil grin.
"I can wait. This only makes it easier to fondle you when your hands are full," he said, lightly stroking her hardening nipples.
13 Apr 2002
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Ranma awoke to find a naked woman tenderly caressing his tongue with her own. Eyes wide with shock, he gathered the details of his surroundings. Dawn breaking through the open window, snoring panda in the futon next to his, that was normal. Naked woman with long dark hair in a ponytail laying on top of him in his own futon, that was ^not^ normal. Wait a minute...long dark hair in a ponytail? "K-Kasumi?"
"Good morning, Ranma-kun. Last night was wonderful, as usual."
"A-as usual?"
"Oh, my, yes. I haven't had such a satisfying sex partner since I graduated junior high school."
"What are you talking about, Kasumi? How long have we been doing this?" asked a dumbfounded Ranma.
"Let me think...it must have been after Ryoga showed up and before Shampoo was found in your bed."
"That long? And this is the first time I've found out?"
"Oh, dear. I thought you didn't say anything to me because you were being discreet and thought Nabiki might find out about us." She moved to extricate herself from the bedclothes. "I-I-I'm sorry for taking advantage of you, Ranma-kun. I-I hope you can forgive me."
Ranma took hold of one of her wrists before she could completely disentangle herself. "I...uh...don't know if I should ask this...um...but if you liked it and all...um..." he blushed furiously, "...would you...uh...teach me?"
Kasumi crushed her body into his.
25May2002
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"Nabiki!"
The mercenary Tendo stopped bouncing on Ranma, caught between chagrin and a desperate need to cover herself. She had expected Kasumi to knock before entering her room as she usually did. Ranma, on the other hand, sighed and remained relaxed while he awaited what punishment was to befall him. He hoped it wasn't another thug beating from Akane.
"How many times have I told you not to have sex with Ranma?" Kasumi asked, no sign of her normal obliviousness in evidence.
"Never!" Nabiki exclaimed triumphantly. "You only said, and I quote, 'Never be in a room alone with Ranma. You must always have a chaperon.' Nothing in there about sex," she grinned mischieviously.
"Very well then," he sister retorted, "You must invite your chaperon to have sex with Ranma when you do."
Nabiki was sure she was hearing things. Then her suspicious nature took over and flipped up Kasumi's dress to reveal her sister's nakedness underneath. Rounding on Ranma, she growled, "And just how long have you been sleeping with Kasumi?"
He gulped. "About t-two days after w-we started," he squeaked out.
"And when were you going to tell me?"
"Never?" he eeped.
22 Jul 2002