Marital Arts
Episode 1 - Part 3

All Kasumi could think about was Dr. Tofu.  It was ridiculous!  She 
didn't even know his full name!  But now that Akane had raised the 
possibility it was all she could think about.  He was all she could 
think about.  She needed to find release again, but she couldn't face 
him right now and ask him to make love to her.  She just couldn't.  
It just wasn't anything a nice girl did.

She reached under her mattress and pulled out Nodoka's graduation 
gift to her, holding it to her face and turning it on for a second or 
two.  Kasumi reached around and removed the dress from her body, 
letting it fall to the floor.  She undid her bra and slipped out of her 
panties, making her way onto the bed.  She felt at her womanhood.  
It was already damp.

She rolled over on the bed, letting the sheets caress her body, 
wishing that it was Dr. Tofu.  She rolled over onto the vibrator and 
let herself smile.  When Auntie Nodoka had sent it to her, she had 
been shocked and had quickly hidden it away, but the boredom of 
being the housekeeper (and the curiosity) had eventually driven her 
to use it on herself.  Now she simply called it 'Mr. Wonderful' 
because it made her feel so wonderful.

Kasumi ran a finger over her engraved name.  The dream that 
morning had been so exciting that she was determined to experience 
it again.  She frowned as she struggled to remember exactly how it 
went.

She had woken up feeling a little sick, and father had called for Dr. 
Tofu to examine her.  She had been dressed in one of her 
nightgowns, and Dr. Tofu chased everyone else out for the sake of 
privacy.  He then took out a stethoscope while she let the nightgown 
slip from her shoulders.  He pressed the stethoscope to her chest, the 
coldness (and the excitement, she had to admit) causing her nipples 
to stiffen and protrude from her chest.  She was embarrassed, but 
didn't think Dr. Tofu had even noticed, until she saw the bulge in 
his pants.

Kasumi pinched and pulled at her nipples so that they were just like 
they were in her dream.  She had then grabbed at his manhood, 
stroking it through his pants.  He had protested, saying that it was 
unethical that they should be doing this, but she had ignored him 
and slipped his pants down past his jutting manhood.  She had 
stroked it for awhile, then moved closer to kiss it, to engulf it in her 
mouth the same way that she was doing right now to the vibrator.  
Kasumi brought the vibrator down to her womanhood and turned it 
on as she ran it across her body, finally inserting it into herself.  Not 
too deep at first, but letting it run over her insides, building up the 
pleasure slowly.  But that was not the way it had happened in the 
dream.

She had suddenly found that she and Dr. Tofu were naked, and that 
he was laying atop her, ready to enter her with a wonderful lustful 
look to his eyes.  She remembered being a little scared of him then, 
but more excited than anything else.  With a swift lunge he had 
buried himself in her; she performed the same feat with her vibrator 
when she was wet enough, gasping at being filled so quickly.  She 
moaned out the words "Yes, Dr. Tofu." as she started to move the 
vibrator in and out of herself and brought her free hand to caress her 
clitoris.

He had brought her to release quickly with his masterful 
lovemaking, but had not stopped there.  He continued to drive 
himself into her willing body, eventually moaning out the words "I 
love you, Kasumi.".  That was all she heard from that moment on.  
He lifted her out of the bed, then walked past her father as they 
continued to make love, each step bringing their bodies together.  
She had suddenly been dressed in a wedding kimono and still Dr. 
Tofu took possession of her body and soul, the words "I love you, 
Kasumi" echoing endlessly through her thoughts.  On the bed, 
Kasumi could feel herself rapidly reaching her own point of release; 
her free hand stopped its work and flew to the pillow above her 
head, quickly bringing it to cover her face as the orgasm overtook 
her body and she yelled out "Dr. Tofu", hoping that Nodoka had 
been too far away to hear.

Kasumi brought the vibrator up to her face and kissed it, renaming it 
'Dr. Tofu' and held it next to her face and lay back on the bed, 
exhausted but determined to see the real Dr. Tofu that afternoon.  
She cleaned 'Dr. Tofu' of her juices and replaced it in its hiding 
place under her mattress.  She laid back on the bed, recovering from 
the wonderful experience that had enveloped her, and soon fell 
asleep.  When she woke up again it was already time to start on 
dinner.

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Nodoka sat in her room and looked at the two children in front of 
her.  She could tell that they were scared, but they were holding 
hands; a good sign.

Ranma:  "Mom, could we talk for a minute?"
Nodoka:  "You still have a couple of days before you have to make 
        the decision, Ranma."
Ranma:  "We know, but we're ready now."
Nodoka:  "So do you want to remain engaged?  Ranma?"

Ranma looked at Akane, then down at the floor.

Ranma:  "I don't mind... if Akane doesn't."
Nodoka:  "Akane?"
Akane:  "I don't mind."
Nodoka:  [After some silence]  "Well, are you two ready?"
Ranma:  "Do we have to, mom?"
Nodoka:  "Why, Ranma?"
Ranma:  "Well, it just seems like we're... rushing things."
Nodoka:  "I know, Ranma, but it is necessary."
Akane:  "Why is that, Auntie?"
Nodoka:  "Because you two have to decide whether or not you want 
        to remain exclusive to each other, and this pledge must be 
        sealed by the act of making love.  Almost all practitioners 
        of our art will respect a pledge of exclusiveness, and its 
        hard enough to build a relationship in any case." [Nodoka 
        smiles to herself]  "Besides, I know that if I didn't do 
        anything, nothing would happen between the two of you.  
        And some of the techniques I will teach could be used 
        against you and can destroy your relationship, especially if 
        either of you are the jealous type."
Ranma:  "Oh, come on."

Nodoka poked a spot on Ranma's body.  He immediately fell on his 
back as he attempted to relieve the strain of his suddenly erect 
manhood against his pants.  He remembered hearing about this 
technique from Ranko, but he hadn't really believed it would really 
work.  Akane looked wide-eyed at Ranma, speechless, as he slowly 
lost his erection.

Nodoka:  "Shiatsu Erection Spot.  And I could kept it up and have a 
        quite pleasurable liaison with him.  How would you react if 
        you had walked in on that, Akane?"

Akane looked at Ranma, almost stumbling on her words.

Nodoka:  "If you don't pledge the vow, then I will feel free to use 
        Ranma in all my training exercises, which would make it 
        easier in training everyone than if I didn't use him."
Akane:  [blushing]  "Well... I don't mind... making such a pledge."

Ranma looked at Akane with wide eyes and took her hand in his 
own.  He wanted to kiss her, but was suddenly afraid to. 

Ranma:  "I... don't mind either."

Akane looked right back into Ranma's eyes, losing herself into them.  
She shook her head, as if to clear it, and brought her lips next to his.  
Ranma responded in kind, a little embarrassed at doing it in front of 
his mother.

Ranma:  "Mom, would you... you know?"
Nodoka:  "Do you want this too, Akane?"

Akane just nodded her head, a little scared at what she knew was 
going to occur next.  Nodoka smiled at the two of them and 
whispered into their ears.  Ranma and Akane relaxed and started to 
undress each other, like they did the first night they met.  Nodoka 
guided them out the door as Ranma carried Akane to her room in 
his arms.

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Ranma entered Akane's room carrying her in his arms.  He shut the 
door behind him.  It didn't close all the way, but they didn't care.

Ranma gently lowered Akane so that she stood in front of him and 
they looked into each other's eyes.  As Ranma kissed her lips, he 
also raised his hands to Akane's breasts and Akane ran her own over 
his chest.  Akane shuddered when Ranma ran his hands over her 
nipples and back down her stomach, her hips, then down her legs.

Nodoka pressed a button on a small pad that she carried to start the 
camera she had placed in the room, then placed their clothes in a 
corner and closed the door, but neither of them noticed.  Ranma was 
too busy guiding Akane to the bed.  Akane was too busy kissing 
Ranma's neck.  Nodoka smiled to herself; they had been so scared of 
the night before them that they forgot to make the pledge.

Akane sat on the edge of the bed while Ranma kneeled in front of 
her.  Bringing his hands back to her breasts, he slowly traced a 
finger around the nipples, stiffening them under his touch.  Akane 
gasped when he pinched and pulled lightly; she gave a small cry 
when he brought his lips to them.  She ran her hands through his 
hair and held his face to her body.

Ranma nursed at her breasts for awhile, then pushed Akane so that 
she lay on her back.  Ranma left her breasts by kissing his way down 
the valley between them and down her torso.  Akane looked shocked 
as he approached her womanhood.

"Ranma!"  She exclaimed wide-eyed.  But her protest went 
unheeded and was dropped when Ranma started to rain kisses on 
her inner thighs and finally across her junction.  Ranma positioned 
himself so that his head lay between her thighs and grabbed her 
torso with his arms, effectively immobilizing it in his grasp.  Still, 
Akane's body jumped off the bed when Ranma ran his tongue along 
her slit.

Ranma started to work Akane with his fingers, gently opening her to 
his explorations.

Ranma remembered when he first got cursed; he had wondered as to 
what it was like for a woman.  He had seen both his mother and 
sister masturbate at times - his family was never shy about such 
things.  So he copied as best he could what he saw them do and 
shakingly brought himself to relief in his cursed form.  He had been 
ashamed at the time.

Now Ranma was glad he had been cursed.  He knew exactly what it 
felt like to have a finger run along the edge of a woman's inner lips, 
what caused Akane to moan in pleasure when he lightly brushed 
across her clitoris.  He knew how close Akane was to cumming by 
the way she wrapped her legs around his head and attempted to 
bring him closer.

He avoided her hymen; that he would take only when she was ready.  
But his fingers continued his assault and soon Akane arched her 
back and attempted to buck her hips from his grasp.  Her body fell 
back onto the bed, but he refused to let up the assault.  Ranma 
extended his tongue and licked every drop of Akane's released 
nectar from her body, savoring its taste as his own.

Akane quickly felt the fire that had just blazed across her body 
building up in force again.  Ranma's tongue seemed intent on 
exploring every inch of her womanhood, copying the route that his 
fingers took just moments before.  Akane squirmed on the bed and 
the sheets clung to her sweaty body, and then Ranma slowly circled 
his tongue on her clitoris and she again lost control of herself, 
drenching his face as she moaned out his name.

Despite the tiredness she felt, Akane knew it was time for Ranma to 
enter her.  She wanted him to enter her.  If Nodoka hadn't made her 
so... serene, she supposed she would have been scared of what was 
about to happen.  But she wasn't.  She pulled herself up so that she 
was sitting in front of Ranma, then gently put a hand on his face and 
brought him level with her.  She gazed into his eyes and found 
herself starting to lose herself in them again; she shook off the 
feeling and saw his face covered in her juices.

She had a sudden urge and tasted herself for the first time and she 
spread kisses across his face.  Akane broke off the kisses and looked 
down at Ranma's erect manhood between them.  She grasped it in 
her hand and slowly guided it into herself.  She gasped as it slowly 
entered her, then suddenly it could go no further.

Akane looked up into Ranma's eyes then and saw how he was 
looking at her.  Akane gave him a quick peck on the cheek and gave 
a small cry when he suddenly lunged forward and took her virginity.  
He was buried fully within her, but he had not moved any more 
when she cried out.  Still fully joined, he pulled back his face from 
hers and saw two tears start to fall; he kissed them away.

The pain passed, and the realization that he still filled her started to 
assert itself.  Akane wrapped her legs around his body and Ranma 
withdrew himself, only to lunge forward again.  With each new 
stroke Akane quickly forgot about the pain and started to lose herself 
in the pleasure.

Akane fell back onto the bed and Ranma followed her, never letting 
the rhythm of their joining falter.  He raised himself onto his arms 
and closed his eyes as he continued his movements.  Akane opened 
her eyes when she felt a drop of sweat fall from his face onto her 
body.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes 
again, savoring the feeling of every stroke.

Ranma struggled to maintain control of himself as he moved within 
Akane.  Her tightness and wetness engulfed his manhood and every 
push threatened to make him explode.  He wanted to wait until 
Akane was ready, but he knew he couldn't last much longer.  So he 
did the only thing he could.  He sped up.

Akane didn't know how much longer she could go.  Every moment 
threatened to take her over the brink she had climbed twice before.  
Her whole world seemed to concentrate on her womanhood as 
Ranma thrust into her again and again; the friction between them 
building a fire that was going to engulf her.  And she wanted it to 
engulf her, to tear her senses away and make her lose herself in him 
as she almost did when she gazed into his eyes.

Suddenly he sped up and she cried out as waves of pleasure swept 
across her body, radiating from the junction between them.  She felt 
herself release her nectar onto his manhood; she felt his hot seed 
splash within her as he too lost control and cried out.

Ranma and Akane collapsed on the bed in exhaustion; he remained 
buried within her as they lay together, letting the sweat dry off their 
bodies as they held each other in their arms.

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Ranma lay atop of Akane's body, his face nestled against her breast.  
She placed an arm on his back, holding him in an embrace while the 
other hand idly played with his hair.  They lay there in silence for 
awhile, just reveling in the other's nearness; their scent and touch 
reassuring each other that it really had happened.

Akane:  "Was that really your first time, Ranma?"
Ranma:  "It was."
Akane:  "How did you know... you know."
Ranma:  "Oh... you're going to think I'm a pervert."
Akane:  "I won't.  I promise."
Ranma:  "Well, my parents aren't very private sometimes."
Akane:  "Ranma!  You spy on your parents?"
Ranma:  "I don't know if you can call the kitchen 'spying'."

Akane blushed.  Ranma didn't notice.

Ranma:  "And my other form... well, I was curious..."
Akane:  "I'm glad."

Akane's hand started to twirl designs on Ranma's back after a 
moment of silence between them.

Akane:  "Ranma, do you really think I'm uncute?"

Ranma lifted himself onto his arms and looked down at her, then 
turned his head to the side.

Ranma:  "Hmph.  Of course you're uncute."
Akane:  "Ranma, don't lie.  The proof is right here."

Akane reached down and grabbed his once-again stiffened manhood 
in her hand.  Her free hand turned Ranma's face back around to see 
her smiling face.  She suddenly rolled them both over and kissed 
him, then started to straddle his torso.

Akane:  "Do you want to do it again?"

Ranma just smiled and lifted his hands to her breasts as she started 
to impale herself onto him.

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