[LEMON] Ranma 1/2: A Real Man

by Doughboy


Of course, Akane wouldn't know that it wasn't MY first time, 
not by a long shot.  Hell, it wasn't even my first time in her
bedroom: Nabiki had thought it would be a real rush to do it on
Akane's bed once, and when I demurred, the crafty bitch pulled out a
betacam cartridge of me and Hinako-sensei doing the nasty that day
in detention (not one of my better performances, since the teacher
was continuously draining my chi to maintain a body over the age of
consent).

Bwahahahahaha! ;)

Before Oyaji dragged me to China, I was just like all the other
jerks out there.  After all the cajoling, spending, beer, weed, or
whatever it took to get a girl in the mood, I used to fumble my way
through a scoring opportunity.  You know what I mean: squeezing her
tits as if I were wringing the water from a sponge, sticking my
finger in her as if I were picking my nose, and then expecting her
to be turned on by all this nonsense.  

Hehehehe!!! ;)

No wonder they always seemed
so unready when I'd finally slip them the meat and so relieved when
it was all over.  I can't believe those early girls put up with me. 
I look around at the kids in my class now and I can't believe that
the girls put up with the clumsy shit high school guys do to them at
the end of a date.

For me, all that changed when I got boobs and a box of my own 
to play with, to "train" on.  Without embarassing myself, I was able

<more giggleing>

to learn exactly where to touch and how often, how much pressure to
apply and when, when slower is better than faster, and vice versa. 
While Oyaji and I were trying to get out of China without being
killed by Shampoo, I taught myself a hundred techniques for pleasing
a woman.

As ever, Kasumi reacted calmly and sweetly.  "Maa! Ranma-kun, 
do you need some help?"

If I weren't coked up, her motherly manner probably would have made
me instantly limp.  But the pocket samurai remained stiff as Kasumi

~snirk~...

Now, Shampoo is far and away the most exciting lover I ever 
had.  I have no problem admitting that.  Now, don't get me 
wrong, I'm not in love with her, though I'd never tell her that (not
as long as I want to keep taking cookies from her jar).  But

Mwah-ha-ha-ha-haaaa~~~~

never ask Ucchan to do it that way.  That's also why I sometimes
like to buttfuck Nabiki (I know, I'm a bastard).

Evil...... ;););)

when I was in junior high.  (Her parents were out of town, and she
invited me over to initiate me in the ways of the flesh.  It was OK,
although there was a scary moment when her little brother walked in
on us.  I hid under the covers and she told him to get lost, not
realizing the long-term implications of her command.  I'm pretty
sure that he saw my face, and, though he's repressed the memory,
that Ryouga will always hate me for poking his sister.)

Ahhhhh.....hahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaa!!!! ;)



I loved it! Hilarious.. defineatly a classic lemon fic... 

Send it to RAAC!!!!!!  

I'm STILL laughing....

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Andrew Stodden <eos@ghost.cc.cmu.edu>
'Life is a harsh mistress, Fate an insatiable lover, 
                                               Death an old friend.'
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