Falling for the First Time

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Falling For the First Time



By Andrew J. Talon and Anonguy



Disclaimer: I own neither Love Hina nor Ranma 1/2, and I\'m not writing this for profit.



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Several of the Amazon women surrounded Keitaro and Shampoo, and the latter reluctantly parted from the former. Keitaro gulped as he saw the looks in the eyes of the women, and looked over at Cologne.



“Ah, Cologne, what’s all this?”



“Why, we begin the marriage ceremony, of course,” Cologne said.



“What, no engagement?” Keitaro asked.



“Well, you are here after all,” Cologne said.



“But-In my country we usually have long engagements! Up to years long!” Keitaro said desperately.



“Perhaps that’s why you have so many divorces,” Cologne replied.



“But-!”



“Child, are you in your country?” Cologne inquired, almost gently.



“Um… No,” Keitaro admitted.



Cologne nodded, and looked to one of the warriors. “Have him properly fitted.”



The Amazons converged on Keitaro as one mass and he disappeared beneath their hands.



“What?! HEY! LET ME GO!”



“(Shampoo, let’s go get the dress you made,)” Cologne spoke. Shampoo giggled.



“(Oh, I’m so excited!)” The two headed off with the other group of warriors.



“NO! THAT’S MY UNDERWEAR!” Keitaro shouted.



“You no needing that where you going!” Laughed one of the warriors.



“AH! DON\'T TOUCH THAT!”



Much giggling ensued from the group of Amazons. A moment later, he emerged from the crowd in traditional Amazon attire. He looked down at his new black clothes and blinked.



“Huh?”



“It’s very fashionable,” Cologne said, and Keitaro jumped at her sudden reappearance.



“When, the Mao era?!” Keitaro sniped. Cologne glared at him, and Keitaro gulped.



“Er, I mean it\'s really great and I have no complaints! Eheheheh!” The hapless manager said quickly. “So uh, what’s next?”



“The ceremony, of course,” Cologne said. Keitaro nodded, while his mind worked furiously on a way to escape.



Oh man, if only I’d watched that old show Haitani and Shirai talked about, what was it, Macleod? He paused. How would cutting off their heads help? He shook his head. \'I don’t have any idea how to escape! I can’t fight them, I can’t reason with them… Hey! That’s it!\'



“Er… I need to get to the bathroom, where is it?” Keitaro asked. Cologne pointed to a very modern-looking building near the village wall. Keitaro nodded. “Thank you!”



He walked, as calmly as he could, to the restroom and entered it. He looked around frantically, and smiled broadly as he saw an open window. A bit of struggle got him through it, and he fell into a sort of alley between the wall and the bathrooms. He stood up, looked around, and crept for the gate slowly.



\'Okay, okay, almost out… Is there anyone guarding the gates?\' He looked up, and saw there were no guards. He grinned. Yes! He sprinted through the open gates, throwing himself behind the open door and slamming his back against it. He looked back and forth and listened.



\'Nobody! I’m free!\' Sure, he didn’t have money to get back to Japan but the hard part was over! He got up and laughed quietly. \'Free! Free! Free!\'



“Nice view out here, huh?”



“GAH!” Keitaro cried, jumping several feet and landing on his ass. “OW!”



He groaned and sat up, and felt his formally high spirits plummet right into the ground. Cologne sat there, calm as could be.



“Get up, you’re wrinkling your clothes,” she said. Keitaro got to his feet with a sigh.



“You really shouldn\'t try to run. She\'ll only hunt you down and bring you back,” Cologne said.



“But-But I just beat her by accident! I didn’t mean to!” Keitaro insisted. “And we don’t know each other!”



“A knock out is a knock out, I said this before,” Cologne stated. “And the law is the law.” Her eyes narrowed dangerously. “Also, my great-granddaughter is very happy about having her wedding day. I am happy when my great-granddaughter is happy. If you run off, you’ll make her unhappy, and I believe I don’t have to spell out for you what I will be if you run off?”



Keitaro gulped again, and slowly nodded. Cologne nodded.



“Good. For an invincible man you are quite reasonable.” The old woman turned and hopped off back into the village. “Come with me.”



\'There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home,\' he thought miserably, but followed nevertheless. He was lead to a particularly ornate hut, covered in crafted woods, precious metals and emblems Keitaro couldn’t begin to understand. Cologne stood in front of the door, and Keitaro copied her.



“I want to show you something important to Amazon Law and History,” Cologne said gravely, and Keitaro felt suddenly solemn. Maybe this would be Cologne explaining the great history of her people? How important this was to her great-granddaughter? It wasn’t like he hated her; he just didn’t want to get married against his will!



“What is it?”



“Why...the place where your marriage ceremony will take place!” Cologne said cheerfully, and with that she booted him through the doorway.



“GAH!” Keitaro cried out, slamming face-first into the floor of the hut. He got back up and glared over his shoulder. “Hey! You crazy old woman!” He got up and brushed himself off. “What the hell was that?!”



“Airen?”



Keitaro turned around. His eyes widened, and his jaw dropped as his cheeks went a bit red. Shampoo stood there in her wedding dress, a pure red Cheongsam that clung to her curvy body, showing off her perfectly formed breasts and her flared hips underneath a knit pattern of a phoenix. The slits in her dress showed off her long legs. She gave Keitaro a warm smile.



“I… I… Uh… Um… Hi,” he managed. “Um… You’re very… Pretty,” Keitaro blurted out. Shampoo looked over at Cologne, who helpfully translated it. In response, Shampoo blushed.



\'Wow, she\'s pretty when she\'s-STOP IT! You\'re being married against your will!\' Keitaro shook his head free of distraction, and cleared his throat.



“Uh, look Shampoo, you\'re very pretty and beautiful and if I wasn\'t being held against my will I-I might totally marry you but uh... Well, it\'s just so sudden and I\'ve never even had a girlfriend before! So uh, I don\'t really know how I can be a good husband for anyone...” Keitaro tried. Cologne translated this to Shampoo, who smiled happily.



“(Then I’ll be your first?)” She asked, which Cologne translated. Keitaro blinked.



“My first? You mean…? Uh…” He turned red. “Er, well, yeah, but uh… I have a promised girl,” Keitaro said. Cologne translated.



“(Promised girl?)” Shampoo asked.



“See when I was five, I made this promise with this girl to go to Tokyo University with her and, um, live happily ever after.”



Cologne began to translate, but then paused. “Have you seen this girl since?”



“Well, um… One of my tenants… Or my study buddy might be her,” Keitaro offered.



“… That is of little concern to me,” Cologne said flatly. Keitaro glared.



“Well it’s of concern to me! I don\'t break my promises, ever. And I won\'t break this one! Not for anything!” Keitaro declared. Shampoo stared, looking rather impressed by his show of determination, and then saddened by the translation. Cologne was silent for a time afterward, thinking, before she nodded.



“Ahhh… Did you actually promise to marry her?”



Keitaro blinked. “Well, um… No, I didn’t but-“



“Then there\'s no reason you can\'t marry Shampoo, is there?” Cologne asked pointedly.



“But I-“



“You promised to meet her in college. And ‘Live Happily Ever After’,” Cologne said, a small smirk on her lips. “You never exactly proposed to her.”



“Well not but-“



“Then you can marry Shampoo guilt free,” Cologne said. “Have no fear, she will be a loving and affectionate wife.”



“But I-!”



“(It is alright, it was one of those silly childhood promises,)” Cologne said to Shampoo. Shampoo frowned. Cologne smiled.



“(You don’t have any objection to him going to Tokyo University and meeting this girl, do you?)”



Shampoo instantly brightened. “(Not at all! It’s good he wants to be a scholar.)”



“(A fine husband indeed, Shampoo,)” Cologne said. “(Why look, he’s shedding tears of joy!)”



“Why me?” Keitaro sighed as tears poured down his cheeks.



Shampoo glomped onto Keitaro again, and the hapless ronin allowed himself to be pulled down to sit at a small table in the center of the hut.



“By the way, will you fetch me some of that tea?” Cologne asked, indicating a fancy tea pot in the center of the table. Keitaro sighed.



“Fine,” he grumbled, picking up the tea pot and pouring a cup for the old woman, though Shampoo never once let go of his arm. Cologne nodded, took the cup, and drank of it. When she was finished she looked at Keitaro.



“You’re welcome,” she said. Keitaro blinked.



“… I’m welcome?”



Cologne smiled wryly as Shampoo’s grip on his arm tightened. He blushed when her breasts pushed against him.



“… What did I do?” He asked.



“By serving me the tea, you expressed gratitude for my raising my Great Granddaughter to be a fine woman for you to take as your wife.”



“… So I just married us,” Keitaro said flatly.



“Yes. And may your union be fruitful and happy,” Cologne smirked.



\'Damn she’s good…\'



“Witch,” Keitaro growled. Cologne cackled.



“Call me Grandmama! Ahahahahaha!”



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After that, it seemed like the whole village turned out for a feast. And what a feast it was-Keitaro didn’t think he’d ever seen so much food in one place. Nor did he think he’d ever eaten so much. The drinks were fantastic; though none of them seemed alcoholic they left him feeling very warm. He even began to enjoy himself a few times, but he caught himself when he thought of the Hinata Sou, his friends… Naru…



Shampoo ate quite a lot herself, and always treated him with a smile or a laugh, both of which Keitaro had to admit he didn’t mind: Nor her hugging him or being pressed up against him as the sun set and the village was illuminated by a mix of fire and electric lanterns.



Another part of him really didn’t mind that, and he flushed bright red when, during a hug she pressed flush against him She froze, obviously at feeling his hardon, and Keitaro closed his eyes, instinctively expecting a punch or a shriek.



When nothing happened he opened his eyes back up, and saw Shampoo’s face was flushed as well. She smiled warmly as her eyes became half-lidded, and she kissed him.



“Mmm…” She hummed happily, pushing up onto his lap and wiggling her bottom. His resulting gasp at her warm weight against him allowed her tongue access to his mouth, and he moaned as hers tangled with his. He felt two hard points pressing into his chest.



\'Nipples… Oh God her nipples…\'



“Nngh…” His hands rested on her thighs, and as she shifted they went up, slightly underneath her dress. He sucked in a breath as he found no underwear over her hips.



“Oh my…”



Keitaro tensed and slowly looked over at Cologne, who was watching the couple nearby. She smiled. “I think I’ll leave you to consummate the marriage…” She said something in Chinese to Shampoo, and the purple-haired girl nodded. She stood up, took hold of Keitaro’s hand, and dragged him to a nearby house.



Keitaro had little choice but to follow. She was much stronger than he was, after all, and unless he could pry himself from her he couldn’t escape: Which seemed rather unattractive a prospect right now, but the Hinata Sou got his brain back into gear.



\'Damnit, I should have tried to slip away while the party was going on,\' Keitaro cursed silently. Once inside the dimly lit house, he opened his mouth to speak.



“Shampoo, look, I-You’re really nice, and I’m sure you’ve got a lot of good qualities but I-OOF!”



She had gently pushed him against the wall of the room, and he’d slumped down, sitting with his back to the wall.



“Ow… Shampoo, what was that for?! Look, what’s going…” He trailed off abruptly as Shampoo reached up to the collar of her dress, and undid the fasteners. Without a care in the world she let the dress fall to her feet.



“On… I…” Keitaro stared intently, his eyes going over every inch of Shampoo’s beautiful naked body. Seeing women nude by accident in the Hinata Sou was one thing-A girl stripping for HIM was something else.



Smiling now that she had his complete attention, Shampoo walked over to him. She sat down between his legs, and reached down to pull his shirt up and off him. Keitaro didn’t resist.



“You’re beautiful,” Keitaro murmured. Shampoo smiled back and wrapped her arms behind his neck before she pressed herself up and kissed him. “Mmm…”



Keitaro’s hands slid up to her breasts. She moaned happily into his mouth, and pushed herself against his palms.



“Hnn... Keitaro squeezed her breasts a few times, testing their firmness and enjoying the sensation. He opened his mouth against her lips and brushed his tongue over them. ”Mm...”



All this was from hentai doujin he\'d read. He didn\'t know if it would actually work. But Shampoo let out a few soft hums of encouragement as she opened her mouth, welcoming him. He pressed his tongue inside her mouth and met hers, and clumsily but enthusiastically they wrestled. With his hands, he began to fondle Shampoo\'s breasts. He was still very cautious and very slow, in all his actions.



\'Don’t want to hurt or offend her…\'



Even though he had only knocked her out when he’d fallen from low orbit, Shampoo enjoyed the gentle care he showed her breasts. She liked his kindness, and found her affection growing for him.



“Nnn…” Her hands slid down his bare chest, lightly running her fingernails over him. She was pleased at the hiss he made, and her fingers found the hem of his pants. She slipped her hands inside, and took hold of his member. Keitaro stiffened and let out a little gasp.



“Haa…!”



Shampoo giggled and kissed him again, as she began to stroke him. Even if she was a virgin, that didn’t mean she was ignorant. She broke the kiss on his lips and nuzzled his neck, before moving up just a little to nibble on his ear with a soft sigh leaving her lips.



He moaned at the attention, and applied more pressure to her breasts. He tried different things to see what she liked, from lightly pinching her nipples to rubbing them with his palms. Shampoo was quite liberal in that regard, as it seemed any touch made her happy. For her own part, she played with Keitaro’s cock, enjoying how it felt in her hands.



“Ahh… Shampoo,” Keitaro murmured. She kissed him again. His hands slid down her sides, reluctantly parting from her breasts. They went down her stomach, an action that made her shiver. She pulled away from the kiss, and turned his neck with hungry, wet smacks between biting down hard enough to leave a mark.



“Ah!” Keitaro gasped out. It hurt, but it seemed to go straight to his dick, and he groaned in pleasure. His hands reached her sex and his fingers clumsily but gently explored. Keitaro could feel how wet and hot she was, as his fingers explored her sex.



“G-God Shampoo...” He slid a finger inside her, and she moaned, squeezing tightly around him.



\'I can barely move it… It’s so tight…\'



“Ahn,” Shampoo moaned softly, her ministrations on her new husband slowing. Keitaro licked her cheek and nuzzled her face as his hands went to work. One moved back up to her breasts, while the other slowly began to finger her.



“Ahh...ah...ah...” She kissed him again, and sucked on his tongue. Her full lips felt really nice doing that.



Searching his memory for hentai doujin, he managed to recall one, and he began to stroke the top of her tight pussy with his middle finger.



“Hh!”



“Nnsss…” Keitaro hissed as Shampoo’s hands moved to grip his shoulders. Her breathing was quicker now, and her hips were beginning to move with his hands movements. She was getting wetter and wetter, which just made Keitaro go faster. His finger slammed in and out of her, as deep as he could manage, his hand bumping her now exposed clit. She sucked in a deep breath, and then let out a moan, followed by another one. She began rolled her head back slightly, and continued to moan lustily. It was an incredible sound to Keitaro’s ears, the sexiest thing he’d ever heard.



“Hnn…”



She stiffened up all over, and then he felt her tighten around him in pulses as her moaning reached a crescendo. Keitaro groaned in response, and kept his fingers going, fast enough an audible schlicking sound could be heard in the small room.



Shampoo let out soft, passionate cries as she came, her pussy letting loose a torrent of her juices as her chest heaved with her deep, desperate breaths. Afraid she might lose her balance, his other hand left her breasts and went around her waist to steady her as his fingers kept thrusting inside her.



“Ahh...ahh...” She ran her fingers through his hair, and stroked his back, panting softly and whispering a few things in Chinese to him. He didn’t know what they were but they sure as hell sounded sexy. He nuzzled her, and gave her a kiss of his own.



“Mmm…” Shampoo broke the kiss and nuzzled him, before s he ran her fingers through his hair, and stroked his back, panting softly. She pulled away, and then lies back with her legs apart. She then held up her arms, welcoming him with a warm smile. Keitaro crawled on top of her, and kissed her deeply. He wrapped his arms underneath her and pushed inside, moaning loudly into her mouth. He had no real idea what he was doing, his hentai knowledge was gone. All that was left was instinct.



“Ohhh…” Keitaro moaned.



“Mmmm...” Shampoo spread her legs wider for him, her breathing deep and heavy as she felt him open her up.



“Nngh…” Oh man, just being inside her was enough to make him want to cum. But in a flash of intelligence outside of his instincts, Keitaro realized that he still wanted to make his new wife feel good. So, with that in mind, he committed all of his infamous determination to perfect control of himself.



\'Baseball… Baseball… Baseball…\'



“Ohhh…” He moaned again and pushed in as deep as he could. Shampoo rested her feet up on the backs of his calves, and her toes curled when she felt his hips meet hers.



“Aiyahhh…”



“Haa…” Keitaro braced himself and slowly pulled out of Shampoo about halfway. He took a deep breath, and pushed back in. He repeated the motion at a slow but firm pace. Granted, she’d taken him slamming into her from reentry without any trouble but it was in his nature to be gentle.



“Aiyah… Ahhh…” Shampoo was happy. Even though she couldn\'t speak to him, she could understand what he was doing with his slow, careful movements. She was enjoying herself immensely, as his repeatedly invading tool stimulated her to the point that she began to drool.



“Ai-Airen,” she moaned loudly. Keitaro shivered.



\'Baseball… Shampoo… Baseball… Shampoo…!\'



Feeling himself losing the battle for control, his hands went to work on Shampoo-Squeezing her breasts and rubbing her clit as his thrusts became faster and more desperate.



“Haa! Haa! Haa…!”



Shampoo arched her back, her breaths becoming quick gasps. She could feel another climax building up, and it felt more intense than her first.



“Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!”



His thrusts became clumsy and wild, and he gritted his teeth against his orgasm. No, don\'t, not yet! He desperately thought... But he could no longer resist. He kept thrusting into her until at last he gave up, and slammed himself in to the hilt as he came. “Sh-Shampoo! UNGH!”



Shampoo thrust herself up against him when he came, and his still rapidly working fingers finished the job. She let out several loud cries as she came all over his cock and fingers, her legs quivering and tensing as the pulses ran through her. Her mind blanked as the blissful sensations all ran together, and her grip tightened around him.



“Uwaahhh! Ahh! Ahh!”



“Sh-Shampoo… Ahhnnn…” Keitaro slumped on top of Shampoo, smiling widely as he panted for breath. “Haa… Haa… Haa….”



He felt her lips on the side of his head, his neck, and his shoulder not long after, while her hands went through his hair and up and down his back. Keitaro turned his head and smiled at her, returning her kisses with equal gentleness. His hands roamed over her curves, and she sighed softly.



\'Did I really just have sex with this beautiful girl?\' Well... If it was a dream, he wasn\'t going to complain.



Shampoo rested a while longer before she gently pushed him off, and got up. Keitaro blinked and watched her get up. “Shampoo?”



She smiled at him, and knelt down between his legs. Her gaze went to his slick cock, as did her hands, and she began to stroke him back to hardness. Keitaro hissed in a breath.



“Ah… Sh-Shampoo, wait, I’m… AHN!” He stiffened and his jaw dropped as Shampoo shot him a sexy smile before going down on him. “Oh GOD!” If this was a dream, he was starting to hope he wouldn\'t wake up.



She proceeded to give him a long, vigorous, and deliciously sloppy blowjob...all in an effort to get him hard again… And it began to succeed, quickly.



“Mmm...” She treated him to the sight of her head bouncing over his lap and her rosy lips slid up and down his pole a few moments more before she sat up and crawled over him. Her hands on her chest, she lowered herself down onto him, taking him in completely. “...Ahnn...”



“Ahh... Shampoo...” Keitaro groaned and reached up to hold her hips. She moaned something in Chinese, before she set about setting the pace. She was slow at first, but soon she built herself to a hectic, wild pace, bouncing herself up and down on his cock like a jackhammer.



“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!” He tried to keep up with her, but clearly she was in much better physical shape. So instead, he reached up to fondle her breasts as she bounced up and down on him.



Her gasps came out as short, loud barks as every joining brought her closer and closer to that delicious high. “...Wo...ai...ni...!”



“Ah...! Ah...!” He squeezed her breasts in time with her bouncing. “Sh-Shampoo!”



Shampoo leaned forward, growing louder, and then she leaned back. When she bit her lower lip and closed her eyes tighter, Keitaro felt her pussy clamp down. His eyes crossed.



“UNGH! UNGH!” He shot off inside her, over and over into her sopping wet pussy.



“Ah! Ah! Ah!” She cried out something in Chinese as he began to unload into her, but kept riding him, her pussy fluttering around him to keep him hard. Keitaro gritted his teeth and slammed back into her several times with a sudden burst of strength, the sexy sight above him giving him the needed inspiration.



Shampoo arched her back and cried out again. He could feel her shaking with his every driving plunge. Keitaro gritted his teeth again and bounced her as hard as he could. He was a little afraid of hurting her, so if she showed any signs of pain he would stop immediately. However, Shampoo showed the exact opposite, when she seized up and let out a loud, long squeak as she squirted all over the base of his cock and lower stomach after several very good thrusts.



\'Squirting?! Holy shit, I thought that only happened in porn!\' Keitaro thought, amid the cloud of ecstasy in his brain. \'Holy shit! I made a girl squirt?!\'



“Ah...ahnnnha...” Shampoo slumped forward and damn near shoved her tongue down his throat, wrapping her arms tightly around him. Keitaro’s eyes were tightly closed, his arms wrapping around her in turn. It was the best feeling in the world, and Keitaro didn’t care if this was real or a dream. It was fantastic.



“Mmm… Mwah,” Shampoo gasped softly as she broke the kiss, and kissed his cheek. “Wo ai niii…”



“Ah... I really like you, Shampoo... Um… Wo ai ni…?” Keitaro offered. She smiled, and nuzzled him.



Keitaro sighed, and closed his eyes as he felt his exhaustion begin to take him.



\'Why me?\' He thought, though whether it was in resignation or genuine curiosity he didn’t know.



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