"Why Dr. Tofu's Glasses Always Fog Up" A Ranma Nubi no Ichi Lemon By: Sailor Earth (animeluv@pacbell.net OR http://www.geocities.com/tokyo/flats/3428) Author/Legal Stuff: To Ms. (you're still single, right?) Takahashi, Viz Communications, Shogakukan, & all you other people that own this great series...DO NOT--I repeat--do NOT SUE MY ASS !!! I'm just spicin' up some of your characters' personalities, not claimin' they're mine, a'ight? It's my story, and if you don't like it (it=s&m, H stuff), get the fuck out. You too minors, although I know you'll read on anyway. For everyone else, please send all questions/comments/praises to the addy above. Flames and anything of the sort will by ignored and trashed. And in the great words of Ace Ventura, "Spank you." A typical afternoon in the Tendo household: "RANMA !!!!! HENTAI !!!!" *whooosh* "AAAAAAHHHH !!!!" *c-rraaack* "AKAAAANEEEEE !!!" Ranma attempted to lift his head, but soon realised his neck couldn't move if his life meant it. "Well, you deserved it," Akane replied, crossing her arms and scowling at her fiance, "you just had to get into the bathroom AGAIN while I was taking a shower." All Ranma could really see was the hem of her red bathrobe and her bare, wet feet. "Ya still didn't hafta hit me so hard..." he mumbled. "What did you say?" she asked, her voice a low, vicious tone. "I didn't say nothin'!!! I'm going to Dr. Tofu to fix up this thing made you did ta me." He turned around and groped around for the stairs, only to find himself rolling down the stairs instead of stepping down. He rolled around and alid flat on her back. He could now see Akane at the top of the stairs. "Whatcha lookin at, huh? I'll be fine." He got up, finding himself staring down at Kasumi's skirt and apron. "Oh dear," Kasumi started, "you're going to Dr. Tofu's again, aren't you Ranma?" "Yeah..." "Silly Ranma," Kasumi replied, patting his head, "you forgot what today is---" "Whadya mean I 'forgot what today is'?" "Today is Dr. Tofu's day off." she giggled. Thankfully, she didn't notice the huge bead of sweat streaming down the side of Ranma's head. * * * The same typical afternoon in Dr. Tofu's office: He did his best to hide what he was feeling that afternoon. There was, however, a huge grin across his face. He never knew exactly why he saves occasions like this at his workplace, maybe because this was where he first gave Kasumi the time of her life. Or was it because his apartment looked like something out of Twister? He wasn't sure. He paced himself around the center of the main room, then soon running circles around it. He heard a knock at the door and his heart skipped at least 2 beats as he turned to see who it was. And there behind the door was his goddess. "KAAAASUUMMMIIIIII !!!" he shouted and ran for her. "Oh, Doctor, I---" She felt his lips lock with hers. His kisses were never agressive, they were always slow, full of affection. She could feel his arms wrap around her. She always felt so safe in his arms, if only it could stay like this forever. He landed another kiss on her cheek, then another on her neck, the back of her neck, her collar bone. "Doctor Tofu, sweetie, please," she pushed him away just enough to stop his conquest. He adjust his glasses and stared back at her. "Oh my, your glasses are fogging up again," shee took out a handkerchief and reached for his glasses. "I'll be fine Kasumi," he replied, covering his glasses with the back of his hand, "let me just take you to a place nice and quiet." Before Kasumi knew it, she was picked up and carried by him. "Comfy?" he asked, giving one of his gently, carefree smiles. "I'm fine sweetie, but aren't I too heavy for you?" "No no no no. Hey, Ranma, Genma and your father aren't the only ones that train constantly here." He walked past his usual operation room, saying hi to Lucy along the way. He turned into another room, then another, and another. They entered a dark room and he closed the door anyway. Kasumi wondered where they were. They never did it in this room. She felt herself being slowly put down onto a soft bed. She could hear her lover step back, then the sound of clothes against skin. She felt around whatever she was laying on. It was incredibly smooth agains her fingers. "Silk? Honey, you didn't have to--you know--provide all of this--" The bed shifted, she turned to find the source. She could barely make out the features of his face. "Are you wearing your glasses sweetie?" "No," he lied. He crawled and kneeled beside her. "I don't know why, but I see better in the dark." He cupped her cheek, then let his hand continue downward until he cupped her left breast. She laid down, thinking she can always iron her dress later. She reached out and found her hands meeting his. She swallowed and closed her eyes. she figured. She could feel his other hand move to her side, then behind her back. He seemed to know instinctively where the zipper was. He zipped it down and pulled her dress and apron off. She didn't hear where it landed, but she could definately feel the cold air in the room. His hands started moving up on her shoulders, making their way down to her large, tender breasts. He kissed her, then the side of her throat, and her collar bone again. But he didn't stop there, he kept kissing downward until he could sense her nipples. His tongue quickly took hold of the first one he could get. She moaned and moved upward in response. He smiled more to himself than Kasumi. He started his work on it, licking it, suckling it gently. "Ooooooooooh, honey...mmmmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnn...the other one...please..pleeaaaase!" she begged. He let go of the first one and examined the other. He took a deep breath before diving down and biting it. She moaned and arched up. He licked it and started sucking it dry as well. Kasumi did her best to prevent from screaming. She could feel herself starting to climax already. He couldn't stop there, he kept going. He stared at the white, moist panties, annoyed. He should have done this a LONG time ago. No matter, he slipped that off as well. He let his tongue feel around her swollen red clit. He heard her moan and her body jerk upwards. He started exploring her folds. He spread them apart, noticing his hands already wet from her juices. He let his middle finger into her. Her pussy just seemed to suck his finger in. He looked up and saw Kasumi holding and pinching her own breasts. Still looking at her, he started moving his finger in and out, like it was a real dick. She moaned and jerked, she wanted more; and he gladly gave her what she wanted. His finger started moving in and out of her faster and faster. "I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum" she announced. He finally pulled it out and licked it clean. "Honeeeeey," she whined, "why dija stoooop?" He chuckled and cupped her cheek again. "Because I wanna have some fun too, okay?" He could hear her breath a sigh, but couldn't see anything. Everything was getting foggy. He reached under the pillow Kasumi laid her head on. But held out in front of him was that thin foil package he was searching for. "I had to be prepared," she said, winking. He looked down and smiled back. He took the square and unwrapped it. With a professional hand he slipped it on in a blink of an eye. She grabbed him by his shoulders and threw him down on the bed. She straddled him and kissed him softly. "So you do have martial arts in your blood," he joked. "So your glasses do fog up whenever you're ready to cum," she replied, her voice unusually seductive, "Oh don't worry, you're gonna have your fun too." She gave him no time to respond. Her hips went up and she positioned herself in. She sat with his hard-on lost somewhere inside her. She looked down, seeing her love gritting his teeth. She smiled and did the movement again, then again, and again, and again until she set the right rythmn for them. She was moaning and calling him by his pet name, "To-chan." He couldn't really hear her, he was drunk in ecstacy. Besides, he was staring at her breasts moving in every which way. Slowly, he closed his eyes, knowing what's coming up around the corner. She kept it going at a faster rate, moaning a little louder while she moved faster. She had to stop this, she couldn't hold back much longer. She finally got up until the tip of his dick was the only thing that kept them together, then slammed down, letting all her liquid gush out all over him and the bed. For a few seconds she saw spots before her visioned cleared. She stared down at Dr. Tofu, he looked like he just passed out after drinking way too many tequillas. She dismounted and laid down beside him. She curled up into a ball and before closing her eyes. She felt a blanket being placed over her and someone tucking her in. To-chan probably. She sighed, if only everyday was like this... ~*Fin*~