Romana Forgets to Close the Bathroom Door.
"I'm going to take a shower." Romana announced. She was in her second form which was an exact likeness of Princess Astra. The Doctor had been unhappy about this at first, telling Romana that she couldn't just go around looking like a copy of an already existing person. But he had to admit, she did look pretty.
The Doctor looked up from the TARDIS controls just for a brief moment. "Alright." He replied, "Don't be in there too long…You never know when the TARDIS will decide on its destination."
Romana rolled her eyes. That Randomizer the Doctor had installed could be real pain sometimes. She smiled at him, all the same, and went off to prepare for her shower.
The Doctor resumed looking at the controls of the TARDIS. He was so pre-occupied with his thoughts and control checks that he failed to notice when Romana failed to come out of the shower.
"Master…" The Doctor's robot dog alerted him, "Mistress Romana has not returned from her shower."
The Doctor frowned. "Oh what is that girl doing?" he grumbled and went to knock on the bathroom door. However, it was not closed…Not properly anyway. The Doctor was just about to accept that she had finished and was in her room, getting dressed. But then he began to notice groaning sounds coming from the bathroom. Concerned that Romana may be ill, he whispered to K-9 to look through the gap between the door and frame. The robot dog did so. The Doctor waited for an answer. "Well?" he asked after a few more seconds.
"The Mistress is masturbating, Master." Came the reply.
"She's what?!" the Doctor gasped.
"Masturbating…" K-9 repeated, "The act of stimulating one's genitals in order to achieve sexual pleasure and orgasm."
"Yes, yes…" the Doctor rolled his eyes, "I know what it means…I just wondered what triggered her to do it…"
He listened, hoping Romana didn't know he was there. At first all he could hear were soft, incoherent moans…but then…."Doctor…oh, Doctor…"
The Doctor's eyes widened. She was masturbating about him! More curious than ever, he dared to peer into the gap. He saw Romana on the shower floor, legs spread, her right hand fingering her pussy, the left fondling one of her breasts. "Oh Doctor…" she moaned to herself, "I need you…"
"Well I'll be a Dalek's uncle…" the Doctor muttered to himself and watched a little more. The more he watched, the more Romana seemed to look…appealing. The Doctor began to feel…like he wanted to…
Romana moaned his name again and that clenched it. He ran into his bedroom and locked the door. The image of naked Romana was still very clear in his amazing brain. He took off his clothes and lay on his bed, propping himself up with his pillows. He was partially hard already. Closing his eyes, he began to rub his testicles, letting the mental image of Romana help him to achieve an erection. When he was satisfied with his hardness, the Doctor gripped his penis and began to glide the foreskin up and down while continuing to fondle his testicles with the other hand. "Nnngghhh…" he moaned, as the pleasure slowly began to run though his body, "So, Romana…" he growled lustfully, "I make your pussy happy…do i?" he began to masturbate a little faster, the fire kindled by a fake scenario his brain had made up of Romana sucking him off. He moaned again, "Well…my cock…feels the same way." His breath began to shudder, every glide of the foreskin made his penis feel so good. "Mmmm….such nice titties you have…" he whispered to himself, imagining himself fondling them. He stimulated his penis in silence for a few minutes, letting his imagination run wild as his brain showed his all sorts of sexual images…all of Romana.
"Oh, Romana…Romana…Romana." The Doctor's eyes rolled back with pleasure as he neared his orgasm. He was feeling hot and…wonderful. "Yes…" he groaned, "Romana…yes…yes…Oh, great stars, I'm about to…I'm about to cum…ROMANAAAAAAAAAAAA!", the Doctor yelled out Romana's name in a groan of sheer pleasure as with great muscle contractions, his penis shot out semen in a powerful ejaculation. He moaned, threw his head back and ejaculated a second time and then a third, feeling the semen run down his fingers. At last, his orgasm came to a stop and he lay, panting and gasping for a moment or two, his two hearts pounding. After a few minutes, his body calmed down and he cleaned himself up before getting dressed again. Now he could get back to doing what he was doing before.
The End.