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 TITLE: The Dragon and Demon Within
PART: Chapter 3
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: mf mF MF oral fellatio fant size cons fanfic piv 1st f1st rom
impreg cunnilingus
SUMMARY: Fanfiction crossover of Ninja Gaiden and Dead or Alive.  Sanji
takes Momiji's virginity.  Based on ideas from Jviper, at Hentai Foundry.
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   Aftershocks of delight still surged through her, like miniature
thunderbolts sizzling ecstatically through her flesh.  Her body twitched
and jolted in tiny, shivering spasms of pleasure, and she was vaguely aware
of a constant moaning sound, rising and falling in pitch, which she managed
to discern was her own voice.
   Christie writhed slowly on the cell floor, her succulent cum-coated
boobs still heaving.  She still couldn't catch her breath, but panted
hotly. Her dexterous fingers kept toying with her clit, which was puffy and
hard and swollen, and each light touch she gave it sent her into paroxysms
of pleasure.  She feel his cum leaking out of her pussy, it was so copious
and thick, but she kept pushing it back in with her hand.
   Oh gods, his cum.  It was so thick and creamy.  The musky smell filled
her nostrils, a wonderfully raunchy stink that reminded her vividly of that
fantastic fucking she'd just had.  And it was tasty too.  With her free
hand, she alternated between playing with her tits, and scooping fresh
boy-jizz off her body to lick into her mouth and swallow.  Little shudders
of euphoria tingled constantly through her, just from feeling that powerful
virile cum slicking across her body like slime, and gurgling down her
throat, and sloshing inside her pussy and even her womb.  She felt bloated,
her womb was so stuffed with his jizz.
   Christie still couldn't quite believe how that little boy could have
that much damn cum inside him.  And he still had more, she was sure,
because his cock had still been hard, and his balls still full when he left
to go deflower that other girl he loved.  But the evidence of his virility
was all over her.  The spirits within him were strong!  And were no doubt
even stronger when working together.  It was untrod ground, no one had ever
survived the imbuing of two powerful spirits in the same body.
   These thoughts were on the edge of her mind, because she was surfing on
rising and falling waves of bliss.  She humped her hips up into the empty
air, still craving that kid's hard muscular body atop hers and pummelling
her cunt with that delicious, meaty cock.  Gods, her pussy felt so empty
now, after having been stretched wide and stuffed full of that wonderfully
giant dick.  If it wasn't for all that cum he left there to fill her up,
she didn't know what she would have done.
   She made cute gasps and moans, pleasure guttering in her throat as she
diddled herself.  A low shuddering orgasm passed through her again, her
pussy spasming and clutching on the squishing cum inside her as she juiced.
With a convulsive sigh, she fell back, panting.  She took a deep breath to
steady herself, but only succeeded in filling her nostrils with that
delectable scent of fresh jizz.
   Goosebumps prickled her skin from the scent; she was still horny - she
wanted another load of hot baby batter dumped inside her, dammit!  Her
breath still short no matter how much she tried to catch it, Christie
scooped some of the stray globs from her boobs and rubbed them between her
fingers in front of her face.  Wow.  That stuff was thick.  Almost like
glue.  Yet he had shot it so forcefully inside her that it gushed like a
geyser.
   She had no doubts whatsoever that, were she not on the pill, she'd be
pregnant right now.  Probably with triplets or something.  The intoxicating
stuff was that potent.  Hell, there was a chance - a small chance - that
she was pregnant anyway.  A flush of heat soared through her at the thought
of bearing his children; that was hot.
   She sensuously massaged the seed with her hands all over her body, very
lovingly and slowly.  She writhed gently, imagining the hot thick sperm
quickening her womb, implanting her eggs and making babies, and another
flash of heat spiked through her.  Gods above and below, she couldn't stop
thinking about him, he'd really gotten to her!
   Christie could still sense Sanji's nearness as he moved away from the
prison cells.  No doubt their spiritual connection had strengthened the
physical pleasure.  His presence was weakening a little as he got farther
away, but it was still so STRONG.  Like a steady, pulsing heartbeat that
she could feel very clearly in her mind, hard and throbbing.  The same
pulse she felt as his cock had throbbed inside her and pumped her fell of
shota-seed.
   She could sense his enthusiasm very clearly; he was riding high on the
tail end of losing his virginity, and was eager to see his little
girlfriend.  No doubt he would bring the shrine maiden the most fantastic,
exquisite orgasms she could imagine.  And in so doing, Sanji would make her
his, just as Christie had taught him.
   She snorted an amused laugh.  Right.  Because Sanji's magnificent
fuckmastery was all her.  Could she really say she'd taught him anything?
The kid was an honest-to-gods natural.  Yeah, he was a little shy and
unsure at first, but once his cock was seated deep inside her pussy?  Once
he followed his instincts and hammered her soaking wet cunt till she was
screaming her name?  That little 14 year old boy had become the best, truly
the very best, lover Christie had had in a loooong time.  Maybe EVER.
   The assassin chuckled again.  She wasn't entire sure about that, since
there were quite a few moments in their nonstop bouts of fucking where
she'd blacked out from the sheer ecstasy overwhelming her body and mind. 
She shivered again, an exquisite sensation of aftershocked bliss rippling
through her again.
   Gods, that deliciously musky smell was too much.  She kept spreading
that raunchy seed all over her body, like skin lotion, letting it seep into
her skin.  The scent made her half-delirious.  She had been fully delirious
with lust and pleasure last night as they'd rutted like animals in heat. 
She hadn't even noticed that the boy had torn off all the rest of her
clothes in his lust, but there they were, laying in a corner, utterly
ruined.
   Her eyes fell on a small pair of black lace panties.  Where had those
come from?  She had no idea, but she did need some clothes.  Even if they
left that much ass cleavage showing.  And barely covered her clit.  Not to
mention that she had nothing to cover her boobs.  But being half-naked was
better than all naked.
   Stretching languidly, Christie put it on.  It was a bit too small for
her, clearly designed for a girl with a little less hip, perhaps a
teenager. She chuckled throatily at the thought that Sanji would definitely
blow more loads on her if he saw her in it.  But no matter.  The fog of
lust steaming her mind was starting to dissipate.  She had been exhausted
by the incredible fucking, but his cum all over her was energizing her
somehow.
   And she knew she had to leave.
   Christie had meant it when she told herself she would stay here for
Sanji.  She really wanted to.  But an interrogation first thing in the
morning wasn't exactly her idea of fun.  And the other thing was her former
employers.  Sure, she'd told her new lover that she'd completed the job
they'd required.  But those damn Black Spiders wouldn't be satisfied with
that.  Hell, even if she had successfully killed the boy, they'd probably
want to kill her just to erase the trail of evidence.
   Some things never changed.
   Little shocks tingled through her some more as she finished spreading
Sanji's shota-milk all over her.  She'd never felt the need to do that sort
of thing before, but, well...  something inside her, perhaps her connection
to the 14 year old, told her he'd appreciate her doing so.  Through that
link, in fact, she sensed somehow that he had done the same to another
girl. Made her his bitch.
   Christie laughed.  She really hadn't taught him anything, had she?
   She sneaked out of the cell, and with a deft jab to the temple, knocked
out the guard.  The big man slumped in his chair, unconscious.  Normally
the assassin would have just killed him, but that would have horrified
Sanji.  She couldn't have her man feeling bad, could she, knowing that his
woman had murdered one of his fellow villagers?
   Her man.  His woman.  Where had that come from?  She was her own woman.
   Well.  She smiled as she slinked through the night, avoiding detection
and leaving the village.  Maybe a little bit his woman.  The warm teenage
seed still drying on her flesh was a pretty good indication of her fondness
for him...
   Sanji was blissfully unaware of his lover's departure.  Excitement
quickened his limbs, and he felt like he was walking on air.  He had just
experienced the best thing in his whole entire life, short as it was so
far. And he was about to do it again!  With his 'sister'!  A little shudder
of longing and anticipation ran through him, ending in a low, involuntary
moan as he approached their house.
   He was already imagining it.  First he'd make her suck him off, like she
had last night, then he would take her.  Take her as his own woman.  He'd
fuck her until neither one of them could stand, and fill her womanly holes
with his cum.  Hell, he'd bathe her in his jizz fountain.  Momiji would
smell like him from now on.  Everyone in the village would see her, and
smell her, and know that she was Sanji's woman.  Just the thought sent a
jolt sizzling up his hardening cock, which was leaking precum in his
trousers.
   "Momiji?" he called as he entered the house.  A very sultry Come in,
Sanji set his dick to twitching again, and as the boy went into the other
room, he received a very pleasant surprise.
   The shrine maiden was already waiting for him.  Their futon was prepared
and she was lying back on it, her legs spread, baring her delectable, pink
pussy to his hungry gaze.  "Hi, Sanji," she said coyly, shifting slightly
and squirming with lust as she saw the bulge in his pants.  She licked her
lips.
   Sanji's face erupted into a huge grin, and Momiji continued, "I've been
hearing about what a naughty, nasty, dirty boy you've been." She swiveled
her hips a little bit in his direction.  "Blowing your load all over Ayane,
and making her wear your seed for the whole day."
   His eyebrows shot up in surprise.  Momiji knew about it?  And Ayane had
actually left his cum on herself?  He hadn't expected her to do it.  Not
really.  Not actually for the whole day.  Pride and lust swelled within
him, making him feel ten feet tall.  She really had.  Worn his cum like a
trophy, as he had asked her.
   No, he grinned.  As he had commanded her.  Next time, he would make
Ayane his woman too.
   Sanji was abruptly recalled to the here and now as Momiji tugged down
his pants.  His immense cock, now fully rigid, sprang out, slapping her in
the face and smearing her lovely visage with his clear sticky precum.  She
moaned, not just a cute lil moan, but a lewd obscene moan of practically
whorish delight.  The sound sent spikes of desire jolting up his throbbing
young dick.
   Remember Christie's 'lessons', Sanji grabbed ahold of his shaft - it
really was amazingly thick, as big around as a coke can - and rubbed the
swollen knob all over Momiji's face as the teenage girl moaned, nuzzling
her face back into it kittenishly.  His pre smeared all over her face,
clear sticky gunk - truly marking his territory, as Ayane had called it.
   "You're mine, Momiji," he said daringly, "and I'm yours.  These are
yours." He let go of his shaft, which bounced and throbbed as it was
released, and cupped his balls, arching his eyebrow at her.  She cooed at
his words, and he thought how adorable and beautiful she was, with that
lovely teenage face covered in his clear pre.
   She smirked mischievously.  "What do you want me to do with those big
round nuts, Sanji?" she teased.
   He smiled back impishly.  "They're cold, and need to get nice and warm."
   "Oooh!" Momiji exclaimed.  "I can help with that!" She began pressing
soft kisses to them, they were bloated and huge, and she covered every inch
of them with light, moist kisses.  They were heavy and full of that
precious seed she craved so very much now.  Sanji was making the most
wondrous sounds, all low and guttural and grunting, and she could tell he
liked this very much.
   She began licking them, stroking those delicious meaty nutsacks with her
lithe young tongue, and Sanji groaned, his fingers fisting in her hair. 
She mewled at it, loving how strongly her little 'brother' handled her, and
opened her mouth as wide as she could, sucking in one of those fat balls.
"Hnnnnggghgngnghhhh!" She felt more than heard Sanji's growl of pleasure,
and could DEFINITELY feel that big nut she had inside her mouth churning,
producing that sweet, sweet nectar.
   She used her hands to help her engulf his other ball too, at the same
time!  Her cheeks bulged out like a squirrel's as she sucked and slurped on
those obese, massive cum factories.  Sanji was practically thrashing, his
limbs twitching spastically as his throbbing cock rested on her face.  She
moaned obscenely, drooling all over his balls as she nursed on them,
warming them in her hot teenaged mouth.
   She feel the heavy weight of his cock as it rested on her face, and its
length was incredible.  All that is going to fit inside me?  she thought to
herself, somewhat incredulously.  But the thought of it excited her, and
her virginal pussy already quivered wetly, aching to take in that amazing
fucktool.
   His precum was practically bubbling out of his cumslit, dribbling down
his shaft in rivulets, and gunking up Momiji's hair.  She loved it, it was
so exquisite a feeling.  Sanji couldn't take it anymore, it was so hot.  It
was so obvious how much she enjoyed slurping on both of his huge nuts!  He
pushed her back, extracting his nuts from her mouth with a loud, slurping
suction sound.
   Sensing what was coming next, Momiji lay back on the futon again and
spread her legs wide.  "Come take me, Sanji," she panted.  Her boobs were
heaving, her nipples hard as pebbles.
   Sanji wanted to.  His cock throbbed like a raging beast, aching to sink
deep inside her virginity.  And he would.  But not right away.  The dragon
spirit within him was warning him; it wasn't a verbal thing, more of an...
instinct.  He just knew.  The spiritual power within the boy had allowed
all of his sexual exertions today, but his human body, undeveloped and
untrained, was nearing its limits.
   And Sanji wanted to extend this lovemaking session with this girl he
loved, as both a big 'sister' and a lover, as long as possible.
   So he went down on her, till his face was inches away from that
fragrant, wet slit between her thighs.  Momiji sighed blissfully, squirming
in pleasure as his hot breath blew on her plump nether lips.  Sanji smiled.
This would be fantastic.  Being a man didn't just mean taking his woman...
it also meant bringing his woman great pleasure, and worshipping her
femininity.
   He'd never done anything like this before, but the instincts of the
succubus guided him.  First he nuzzled his face lightly along her pussy,
and Momiji gasped hotly, biting her lip.  "Ohhhhhh, Sanji," she whispered
breathily, and his cock throbbed at the sound.  He kissed along her inner
thighs, teasing her body, before running a long light stroke of his tongue
along her plump twat.
   Momiji's reaction was immediate.  Her hips rose off the futon of their
own accord, hitting his face with a hard wet smack.  Sanji was delighted
that he could get this reaction out of her!  He nipped and teased and
licked at her pussy, following the nudges of the succubus spirit, while the
girl squirmed and writhed and moaned.
   Her pussy was DELICIOUS!  Sanji couldn't get enough of it, especially as
it got wetter and wetter and still wetter.  Her feminine moisture was
intoxicating, and the sweet scent of it filled his nostrils.  He lapped it
up eagerly, and his enthusiastic attentions only coaxed more of that
ambrosial juice from her.
   His tongue dove inside her slit, licking into every crevice and corner
he could, and Momiji nearly shrieked in rapture.  Her pussy convulsed,
clutching on his tongue, trying to suck it deep inside her.  She was
babbling incoherent pleasure, and her clit was peeking out now, a swollen
little pink pea begging for attention, so the succubus within him drew
Sanji's attention to it.  He pulled his tongue out of his lover's pussy,
eliciting a disappointed whimper from her, and swirled it around her
sensitive love button.
   This time Momiji did scream.  Her thighs clamped around Sanji's head,
burying him face first in sweet wet paradise, and her cunny showered him
with her love juices.  The teenage girl spasmed, cumming hard, as an
incredible orgasm soared through her.  The 14 year old was caught off guard
by her amazing reaction, but the succubus spirit kept him sucking and
licking on her tasty clit, drawing out her climax as long as possible.
   So his big 'sister' kept convulsing wildly, till Sanji felt he no longer
breathe.  When she finally came down from her high, she was gasping and
panting for breath.  In hot breathless moans, she said Sanji's name over
and over, and he grinned foolishly, inordinately pleased as his head lifted
up from her sweet pussy to look at her.  His face was slick and gleaming
with her warm teenage fuckhoney.
   "Mmmmm, gods, Saaaaanji," Momiji was still gasping.  Was this really
Sanji?  Where had her little 'brother' learnt all this?  He had feasted on
her cunt and had her screaming like he was born to eat pussy.  She looked
at him with dreamy eyes.  She loved that boy more than anything.  "I hope
you enjoyed your appetizer, naughty boy," she teased him, her tits still
heaving, "because I'm ready for the main course."
   Sanji was clearly ready for it too, because he grinned excitedly at her,
kneeling in front of her on the futon, and his massive foot-long pillar of
cockmeat was solid, throbbing stone, slimy and wet with precum.  Her drool
still coated his balls, and a shiver of lust rippled through her as she
imagined taking that giant shota-cock deep inside her twat.
   He lay on top of her, and Momiji gasped and moaned as she felt his hot
naked flesh pressing atop hers.  She wrapped her arms around him, clutching
his sweaty body to her own.  "Ohhhh, Sanji," she mewled.  With his hand he
reached down and guided his engorged cockknob to touch her pussy, which was
soaking wet and willing, and an electric shiver shocked through her at the
touch.
   Sanji was panting, trying to retain enough self-control to remember what
to do, but the sensations of Momiji's hot young teen body rubbing eagerly
and sensuously beneath his were exquisite.  Her hard nipples scraped into
his chest, and her hands fondled and stroked his back, trying to hold him
everywhere at once.
   "Put it in me, Sanji," Momiji begged softly, and he pushed forward.  At
the same time that her tight teen pussy parted to slurp in the giant knob,
he leaned his face down and kissed her.  The shrine maiden was overwhelmed
with the twin sensations of her first kiss and her first fuck happening at
the same time, and her scream of passion was muffled into the kiss, as she
tasted her own juices on his face.  Where had her little 'brother' learned
to kiss like this?
   His piledriver was pushing into her, and she was humping her hips back,
taking more and more of the huge log inside her, feeling it bulge and throb
like nothing she could imagine.  She caught his lower lip between her teeth
and nibbled and sucked lightly, relishing his groans, and gripped his ass
cheeks in her hands just as his big fat balls squelched into her buttocks.
   "Oh, gods!" they both moaned simultaneously.
   "Fuck me, Sanji," Momiji murmured heatedly into their kiss.  "Make me
yours, I want to be your woman forever." His cock throbbed even harder
inside her pussy at those words, making her gasp with delight, and he
kissed her with renewed passion, slipping his tongue inside her.
   She moaned and sucked on his tongue as he began thrusting in and out. 
Their hips slapped into each other each time he sank himself to the hilt
inside her.  He was so big, so long and thick!  She loved how it felt to be
completely filled up by him, and bucked her hips back at him, meeting every
pounding thrust with a slam of her own.  Their passionate, lusty screams
were muffled moans in their kiss, and they didn't stop making out as they
fucked like animals.
   Momiji's pussy was so tight and hot, like a wet silken sleeve clutching
on his cock and gripping him in a warm velvet vise.  She was fucking him
back madly, literally fucking her own brains out on his cock.  It was
amazing to see the shy girl fuck him so wantonly, needing his cock deep
inside her, pistoning her hard and deep and even a little roughly!
   "Cum in me, Sanji," Momiji's plea was erotic music to his ears.  "Fill
me up with your cum.  Knock me up full of your babies, I want to have your
children, Sanji!"
   "NNnngngnghghh!" Sanji was so turned on that he redoubled his hard
ferocious pounding, slamming into her, as Momiji shrieked her delight.  His
balls clenched, and he drove his cock as far inside her pussy as it would
go, and spurted hot thick creamy love deep inside her.  The shrine maiden
climaxed at the hot gooey sensation of his jizz geysering nonstop in her
very core, and convulsed beneath his weight, screaming.
   Every single squirt of jizz that roped inside her womb was nearly a pint
of shota-seed, and Momiji could feel each one bulging up his thick long
shlong before it burst out inside her.  Each glob spiked her pleasure as it
filled her womb and leaked out of her pussy.  Her voice became hoarse and
breathless from her cries of delight, and at last Sanji's cum fountain
ceased.
   He kissed her again, stealing away what little breath she had left to
her.  So much passion!  inside one boy.  It didn't seem possible, but it
was.  And this passionate, well hung boy was hers.  "I love you, Sanji,"
she managed to gasp.
   He nuzzled her nose.  "I love you, too, Momiji."
   A thought popped into her head then.  A very naughty thought.  "Want to
be my stallion, Sanji?" she teased.
   "Huh?" He looked confused.
   "I want to ride your cock like a cowgirl," she said, and Sanji's eyes
lit up.  She laughed lustily, and Sanji, revealing the draconic strength
within him, effortlessly rolled them both over till she was on top.  This
time, he grasped her ass, squeezing and fondling those cheeks as she
squealed.  She managed to pull herself up off his chest, eventually,
sitting on top of him, moaning and writhing as his cock, still planted
firmly inside her cock-pocket pussy, squished in all the cum he'd poured
into her.
   He teasingly bucked his hips up into hers, and the shivers of ecstasy
that shocked through her nearly threw off balance.  She caught herself by
planting her hands on his abs - newly muscular six pac abs that he hadn't
had two nights ago, and grinned at him as she started to gyrate her hips.
   Since they weren't kissing this time, she got to watch the exquisite
expressions of agonizing pleasure running across his face.  His face
contorted cutely into outrageous paroxysms of spastic pleasure as she rode
him, and then she began bouncing.  Her boobs were jiggling like crazy, and
low moans whimpered from her as his cock throbbed inside her.  Oh gods, his
fucktool was amazing, the most incredible, hottest sensation she'd ever had
in her whole life.
   "YES, Sanji!" she whooped, riding him like an American cowgirl as he
pistoned his cock up into her.  The shota thought Momiji was unbelievably
gorgeous - her luscious tits bouncing, her long hair flying, her eyes
rolling back, body glistening with sweat, her face gleaming with her own
juices from where they'd been kissing - as she bucked atop him.  Her
fingers were clenching in his abs, in the throes of her pleasure.
   "Nngngghhh," he groaned, barely coherent.  "Yeah, Momijiiiiii, ride me,
I'm your...  your stallion!" He certainly was hung like a horse now, and
Momiji loved every inch of that thick, long veiny piston pounding into her
with loud, lewd squelches.  He grasped her hips, wrenching a cry of
startled bliss from her, and pulled her down hard on his cock, till his
balls smacked into her ass, and spunked inside her again.
   Her body locked up, her pussy clamping down like a wet warm silken vise
around his cock, as she juiced.  Her eyes were clenched shut in intense
ecstasy, and her mouth worked silently, no sound except hot gasping coming
out as Sanji filled her up again with load after load of fertile
shota-jizz.
   Finally, her breath released itself in a loud, high scream of utter
delight as her pussy began spasming wildly on his dick as he busted his
nuts inside the girl.  She collapsed on top of him, showering his neck and
faces with wet slobbery kisses as she moaned and cried in pleasure, still
climaxing as his spunk jetted into her like hot creamy rockets of love and
lust.
   The sheer amount of utter rapture crashing through her body over and
over exhausted her, yet his potent cum re-energized her, igniting her vigor
and lusts again and again as Sanji bellowed his teenage pleasure while he
filled her with seed.
   When he had finally flung his last gob of cockslop, he kissed her
tiredly.  He really was starting to wear out.  But his cock was still rock
hard, and she was still very very horny and ready to go.  His cum really
worked that magic on her!
   "Mmmm," she murmured breathily into their kiss after sucking on the tip
of his tongue, "I'm your woman, Sanji.  Always."
   "Yes," he said, gripping her ass, and wrenching a soft lusty yip from
her as she grinned.  A thought struck him, as the dragon asserted his
possessiveness, and the succubus supplied the idea for how to do it.  "Now
do you want to be my little bitch?"
   She gasped in shock, and tittered, squeezing her pussy around his cock.
"Yes!  I'm yours, Sanji."
   "Then let's try doggy style," he waggled his eyebrows at her.  Momiji
giggled lustily.  Where had this little boy gotten all this sexiness and
dominance from?  She loved it!
   Carefully, they maneuvered, keeping his cock lodged deep inside her twat
the whole time, where its gentle pulsating drove the teenage girl wild,
till she was on her hands and knees on the futon, and the shota was
kneeling behind her, holding her luscious ass cheeks.
   She looked back at him, her eyes full of hunger and adoration, of love
and lust.  "Fuck me, Sanji," she demanded breathlessly.  "Fuck your little
bitch in heat!" A strangled groan of animal lust choked in his throat, and
he pulled her body towards him even as he slammed forward.
   His pelvis met her ass with a loud, squishing smack as he began rutting
her doggy style.  His two loads inside her twat had filled her to
overflowing, so each thrust of his monster cock inside her soaking wet
honeypot pushed cum out, flowing all over his balls and dripping onto the
bed.
   Momiji was in another world.  His bitch.  The thought made her so hot
and horny, this little boy commanding her, making her his own fuckpet in
the bedroom.  She loved him so much, and knew that he loved her too.  She
slammed her body back into his thrusts, wailing with shrill ecstasy as he
jackhammered her.
   Sanji sounded like a wild beast, incoherent growls and snarls of utter
pleasure grunting in his throat as he reamed her horny, cummy pussy. 
Momiji really did sound like a bitch in heat, howling her ecstasy as the
young shota fucked her again and again with his big fat long dick.  The
shrine maiden wanted what every bitch in heat wanted: for her man to gush
his potent seed into her and make sure she was good and knocked up with his
babies.
   And Sanji wanted to give it to her.  He leaned over her, his groans
harsh in her ear as they fucked each other's brains out, and Momiji's
tongue hung out, she was so blissed out.  His young grasping hands seized
her boobs, the succubus spirit within him guiding his fingers to tweak her
hard puffy nipples, and the teenage girl juiced hard, her pussy spasming
and tugging and gobbling on his shota-meat like a hungry, thirsty, little
mouth.
   "Saaaaaaannnnjiiiiiiiii!" she screamed as she experienced her strongest
climax yet.  "Cummmm innnnn your litttlllllleee biiiiiiittttcccchhhhhhh!"
   Sanji slammed his cock into her so hard that her knees buckled and she
fell flat onto the futon, the boy's weight landing on top of her as he
hilted himself in her pussy and started flinging huge fat globs of musky
fuckslime almost directly inside her womb.  He planted his pelvis hard
against her ass and kept it there, roaring with primal triumph.
   His bellow of young passion was underlaid with twin echoes, as the
spirits within him rejoiced in the pleasures of lust too.  He was pumping
his biggest load yet into Momiji, the girl he had thoroughly deflowered and
most likely impregnated, with what felt like gallons of his potent, gunky
cum filling her up to overflow, till the excess gushed back out of her
pussy.
   When his balls had finally, at long last, been drained dry inside his
teenage 'sister'-lover, he collapsed atop her, breathing heavily.  Momiji
mewled blissfully as his weight rested limply on her sweaty nude form, and
she heard his breathing in her ear.  "I love you, Momiji..." he whispered.
   "I love you too, Sanji, father of my children," she whispered back, but
he was already asleep.  Poor thing; she had really worn him out.  Too bad
her love juice didn't keep him energized like his cum energized her!  He
had fallen asleep before rolling off her body, but she didn't care; she
liked it that way.  His heavy warm body was like a blanket, a very musky
masculine muscular blanket shrouding her in blissful protection.
   So thinking, her heart filled with love, her pussy stuffed with
shota-dick, and her womb bloated with boy-cum, she too passed into slumber.
   On the other side of the village, Ayane was still chatting with her
half-sister in Kasumi's room.  "No way!" Kasumi said.  Ayane just smirked,
and Kasumi laughed.  Ayane was only visiting the dragon clan village from
her birth village, where Kasumi had also been born, and was catching her
half-sister up on the local news there.
   They'd been talking most of the night.  They'd been interrupted in the
early evening when Ryu had returned, needing a quickie with his lover
Kasumi before going out to check on the rest of the village, but since then
the two half-sisters had gone from somewhat halting politeness to a more
amiable chatter.
   Sanji's cum was still all over Ayane's skin, now dried and frankly
smelling even stronger than before.  "Damn, that's musky," Kasumi chuckled.
"Aren't you gonna wash the stuff off?"
   Ayane gave a little smile.  She was thinking how hot it had been to have
that boy's cockmilk splash all over her.  It still sent little tingles up
and down her spine, thinking about it, and her nipples hardened as she
remembered.  "Technically it's not been a full day," she pointed out,
winking coyly.  "I have to obey my little lover's request.  Show everyone
that he's marked me as his territory, you know."
   "Marked?  Girl, he COVERED you, not just marked," Kasumi giggled.
   Ayane giggled a little bit too.  "Yes, it was so much, but with a dick
and balls as big as he has, it was no surprise."
   Her half-sister arched her eyebrow.  "Sounds like you LIKED that big
dick and balls."
   Ayane managed not to blush.  "Yes, I did.  Very meaty and delicious."
Her tits were heaving as she remembered, her nipples hardening and poking
through her outfit.  Kasumi had never seen her normally reserved
half-sister so horny before.
   Kasumi grinned.  "Be careful, or you'll end up being his woman too."
   Ayane sensed a new presence in the shadows of Kasumi's room and
remarked, "It might not be all that bad to be his plaything." Before her
half-sister could answer, the lithe ninja said, "See ya, Kasumi.  Have
fun," and took a daring leap out the window, landing casually on her feet
before dashing off.
   Kasumi shook her head, chuckling.  Well, Ayane had delivered all her
news after all, and it was past time for her to return to her village.  Ryu
emerged from the shadows then, and Kasumi rolled her eyes as she grinned.
"Always the ninja, huh, Ryu?"
   The dour clan leader made no comment, and she could see that big cock
bulging and throbbing in his pants.  "Are you ready for some more of my
cum, Kasumi?"
   Ryu Hayabusa was a man of few words and even less ceremony.  He kissed
her deeply, leaving her breathless as goosebumps of pleasure prickled her
skin, and then he pushed her down on the floor upon her back.  She leaned
her head back, opening her mouth wide as he tugged down his pants,
revealing that huge boner she loved, dripping precum and still slimy with
her own juices from their quickie a few hours earlier.
   Ryu dropped atop her, standing on hands and knees above her, so his face
was over her crotch, and his long shlong pointed directly at the dark
gaping hole that was her mouth, framed by plush pink lips.  Kasumi licked
her lips, ready to take it, and Ryu could smell the feminine arousal
wafting from her pussy through her panties.
   He drove his cock forward, stretching her lips even wider apart with his
swollen knob, and his pre pooled on the roof of her mouth as she purred. 
He grunted as her mouth enclosed him in hot wet silk, and thrust further
in, till his cock hit the back of her throat.  "Mmmmnnnggghhh," Kasumi
said, her pleas to be stuffed muffled by the cock bulging out her cheeks.
   Ryu growled, an animalistic sound of pure lust, and pumped his hips
forward, forcing his cock down her tight hot throat.  Kasumi's yell of
delight was a moaned squeal that thrummed up and down his length as he
stuffed her throat with his thick meaty girth.  All the precum and juice on
it filled her mouth with taste, and the aroma of it steamed her nostrils,
raising her onto seas of bliss.
   She began working her throat muscles around his cock as he hammered
inside, till his bloated nuts heaved into her face, smothering her eyes and
nose with hot masculine ballsacks and smearing her head with sweat.  She
was drunken on the sensations, glucking and swallowing eagerly on that
thick fuckrod bulging out her neck.
   Ryu began fucking her face then, slamming in and out of her mouth like
it was a pussy as his heavy muscular body heaved atop hers.  She thrashed
beneath him, loving the ecstasy of being utterly dominated by the big
ninja, and used as his personal fucktoy.  Her pussy, still leaking cum into
her panties from their quickie earlier that evening, began staining her
panties even more with her pussy-dew, and her nips became unbearably hard
and puffy.
   His grunts and snarls of savage ecstasy were music to her ears as he got
off inside her throatcunt, and she milked his rutting cock hungrily,
thirsty for him to pour his cockslop inside her.  With every heavy, sweaty
slap of his musky nuts into her face, she could feel them churning,
producing lots of the sweet cum she thirsted for.
   Ryu howled as he heaved his balls into her face hard, and Kasumi could
feel them tightening as his cum pump began squirting hot creamy fucksauce
up his shaft to gush out into her throat.  Her moans of lewd delight turned
into nasty gargles, and she nearly blacked out from overwhelming pleasure
as she cummed, just from feeling the big masculine ninja blow his load in
her mouthtwat.
   Over and over he pumped lewd nasty gross jizz down her throat, and over
and over Kasumi juiced from the sensations.  The cum kept her horny and
energized, a perpetual fuck machine to milk Ryu's cock for all he was
worth!
   He kept pummeling her throatcunt like that until the sun just barely
began to peek over the horizon...  and then he started fucking her horny
climaxing pussy!
   Around that same time, however, Sanji jerked awake.  Momiji was sleeping
in his arms.  He had rolled off her sometime in the night in his sleep and
was cradling her.  Her head was on his chest, her hair a pillow.  He smiled
fondly, feeling like a man, knowing that this was his woman from now on.
   Then he remembered what jolted him awake.  His link with Christie - it
had just abruptly cut off.  Gone silent.  Something was wrong, very wrong
indeed.
   Something terrible had happened.
   The dragon and the demon spirits both agreed with him, rumbling in his
heart.  Powerful instincts surged through him, instincts to protect his
own. Christie was his woman now too, and both spirits knew it and wished
for the well-being of the women their bearer loved and lusted for.
   He got out of bed, quickly but gently so he wouldn't wake Momiji.  No
time to take a shower; he just threw on some clothes.  He was going after
Christie himself.  He wasn't the little boy anymore.  He was the man.
   Sanji kissed the top of Momiji's head, and she stirred slightly in her
sleep, mumbling his name.  She was now his woman, and as the man, the
empowered shota had to bring back his other woman and protect them both.
   After all, they were going to bear his children.
   The 14 year old man left swiftly out the door into the early morning,
setting off beyond the village to search for Christie.
   **********
   DISCLAIMER: This is always implicit in my stories, but let me make it
explicit.  I in no way condone any sexual or illegal activities with minors
in real life.  In real life, young boys and girls are not equipped,
emotionally or mentally or physically, for sexual activity.  My stories,
even those taking place in a 'realistic' setting, are pure fantasy in that
the fictional children inhabiting my stories are completely capable of
mature sexual love and lust.
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