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 TITLE: The Dragon and Demon Within
PART: Chapter 5 Part B
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: mFF mfF mFFf Ff FF fant size cons fanfic piv preg oral
fellatio cunnilingus rom
SUMMARY: Fanfiction crossover of Ninja Gaiden and Dead or Alive.  In
this final chapter, Sanji and his three lovers celebrate their victory with
a weeklong sex marathon.  Broken up into two parts for length.  Based on
ideas from Jviper, at Hentai Foundry.
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   When Sanji came to, his mind blearily struggled to recall what happened.
He became aware that he was at home, lying in his bed, and he felt a warm
body snuggled next to him.  He turned his head and saw his big 'sister'
dozing.  "Momiji," he said warmly, and stroked her beautiful hair.
   She stirred at his touch, blinking sleep from her eyes, and then delight
covered her face.  "Sanji!" she cried.  "You're awake!" Before he could
react, she smothered his face in kisses, and then locked lips with him.  He
kissed back, and dimly thought that he couldn't remember her ever kissing
him so passionately before, even in their lovemaking.
   When Momiji finally pulled back, she explained to him what had happened.
"You saved my life, Momiji," he said, awed, and she blushed.  The 14 year
old boy suddenly became aware of...  another presence, in his mind. 
"Ayane?"
   The ninja stepped out of the shadows with a smirk.  "About time you
noticed me, lover boy.  We're connected now.  I noticed the instant you
woke up." She came by the side of the bed and pressed her mouth to his in a
hot steamy slurpy kiss, a tango of tongues.  Sanji moaned lightly, and
Momiji giggled at the sound, pressing a little kiss to his neck as he made
out with Ayane.
   Sanji moaned again into his makeout session as Momiji began sucking on
his neck.  She was leaving him a hickey!  Marking him as her man, just as
he marked his women in his shota-jizz.  When Ayane finally broke the kiss,
she was also panting heavily, clearly incredibly turned on by the young
man.
   "Well," she allowed, "you're no slouch in the kissing department, but
you have a lot to learn about fighting.  You were supposed to protect us,
not the other way around." She winked at him, letting him know she was
teasing.
   He chuckled but blushed.  He felt bad about that; he was their man, and
he could sense that they were carrying his babies, despite Ayane and
Christie being on birth control.  It was his responsibility to keep his
women and his children safe, and he had failed.
   Momiji could tell, and she stopped sucking on his neck, leaving behind
the dark spot of her love bite.  "You didn't fail, Sanji.  Remember how I
told you your spirits lent us your strength.  We were losing badly before
that.  It was your power that saved us all." Even Ayane nodded at this. 
She had been so impressed that she couldn't even tease him about that. 
Sanji smiled, feeling better.
   Suddenly the teenage boy yipped as warmth enveloped his cock.  He arched
his back, groaning in pleasure.  Momiji giggled as she pulled back the
covers to reveal Christie sucking naughtily on his cockhead.  Christie
pulled her mouth off, strings of drool connecting her plush lips to his
swelling knob, and Sanji saw the red line of her lipstick around his
cockcrown as she said, "Still, you'd better start training, stud.  And
train hard, if you want to keep fucking me.  I can't have a weak lover, you
know." But the relief written all over her face belied her words; she had
fallen for him, hard, just as Ayane and Momiji had.
   "Well," Sanji said, grinning, "I'm going to get started with some... 
endurance training.  Fucking all of you, over and over, and filling you and
covering you with my cum." All three women shuddered with lust, both at the
anticipation and at his commanding tone.
   Momiji kissed him, lightly tugging on his lower lip with her teeth and
sensuously rubbing her naked boobs into his side as Christie began kissing
and worshipping his massive, and now rock hard, shota-boner, leaving
lipstick prints all over his tremendous, throbbing shaft.  One of his hands
stroked Christie's head, while his other reached down to find Ayane's wet
warm twat, sliding his fingers in.
   Ayane gasped as he fingered her luscious, horny cunt, his hands guided
by the succubal instinct within him, and she clutched at him.  She bucked
down on his thrusting fingers, and her clenched grip on him left her nails
raking lightly along the chiseled muscles of his torso, leaving white
scratches along her lover in the throes of the pleasure the talented
teenager brought her.
   The four lovers fucked and fucked and fucked and fucked.  And then
fucked some more.  For days they fucked, and Sanji blew his loads all over
them, and into their wombs, and down their throats.  His bloated,
inexhaustible balls kept refilling with his potent, fertile cum, and his
seed kept his lovers energized and able to keep up with him, all of them
full of love and lust.
   As Momiji dozed beside them, cum leaking from her thoroughly ravished
pussy and drying on her sexy sweaty body, Ayane and Christie rubbed their
lush, succulent asses against one another's, with Sanji's huge johnson
between them.  He groaned and growled with guttural pleasure as their sexy
asses double-hotdogged him.
   The two women warriors moaned lewdly, getting off from the exquisite
sensation of his thick long veiny fuckpole throbbing and lurching in their
ass cracks.  "Oh yessssss," Ayane moaned, fondling her boobs almost
roughly. Her juices leaked nonstop out of her cunt and trickled down her
inner thighs.
   Christie bounced upon and down on her haunches, sensually rubbing her
butt cheeks against Ayane's as she milked her shota-lover's thick foot-long
dick in her ass crack.  She was gasping and panting, tossing her head about
from the pleasure, loving the feel of that meaty log twitching and pulsing
in her ass crack.  "Gods, Sanji!" she moaned breathlessly.  She couldn't
wait for him to cum, wanted to feel his hot jizz showering all over her
back and ass and hair.
   Sanji's hands clenched so hard in the sheets that his knuckles were
white.  The pleasure was intense!  No matter how many times he fucked his
women or they got him off, it was always incredibly orgasmic, for all of
them.  He bucked his hips up now, unable to contain himself any longer, and
thrust his massive fucktool between their ass cracks, and female moans
heightened at the feeling.
   They lost all ability at coherent speech, only able to scream and gasp
and pant and moan as Sanji thrust up savagely between their naughtily
rubbing asses.  So much precum leaked from his cumslit and ran down his
pole, that their asses were shiny and lubed with it.  Ayane lost it,
yelling something that sounded vaguely like his name as she juiced.  Her
body locked up with spastic pleasure, clenching her sexy ass cheeks around
his pole as she cummed hard, her body convulsing so violently with
uncontained pleasure that she almost lost her balance.
   With a deep growling groan of animal pleasure, Sanji spunked.  His cock
lurched between the two women's asses, flinging thick gobs of young teenage
jizz everywhere.  It arced over to the floor, onto the wall on the other
side of the room, even the ceiling.  It splashed hotly on Ayane and
Christie's back and butts, and tangled their hair into thick gooey messes.
   Christie cummed at feeling his potent sizzling jizz blanket her
backside. She screamed her ecstasy as Sanji kept pumping and pumping, long
ropes of his sticky load spurting everywhere.  "Ohhhh gooooodddddssssss,
Sanji..." Christie moaned, her voice a ragged hiss of pleasure as they came
down from their shared high.  "Fuck me now, I need you!"
   The boy's huge cock throbbed, still steely hard, and Christie brought
herself up over his twitching pole.  Her cunt dripped her fuckhoney down
onto his knob, and he groaned.  Ayane snuggled into his side and lightly
raked her nails along the teenager's muscular torso.  "Do it, lover boy,"
she said coyly.  "Sink all the way inside her horny hole with your big
nasty boy-cock."
   Christie lowered herself as Sanji bucked his hips up, and her generous
boobs bounced enticingly as his engorged shaft sank between her lush moist
folds.  A low moan guttered in the assassin's throat as she felt Sanji's
huge cock stretch and pry her sensitive, horny fuckhole, loving the way his
veiny, meaty log throbbed and pulsed almost violently inside her.  Sanji
growled in breathless animal pleasure as Christie's soft wet velvet spasmed
and milked him.
   "Keep going, lover boy," Ayane said lewdly, bending her head to flick
her tongue at the boy's nipple.  He gasped, his body jolting, and his cock
slid upwards even further into Christie's descending pussy.  "Fill her up
all the way, till those fat young balls smack into her cum-covered ass!"
   With his free hand (his other arm being wrapped around Ayane's snuggled
body), Sanji seized Christie's hips and pulled down on her as he drove
upwards.  With a loud shriek of utter bliss, Christie's pelvis met his, and
her pussy slurped in his entire pole.  Even as his bloated nuts squelched
into her luscious ass cheeks, his cockhead popped through the tight ring of
her cervix to penetrate her already-impregnated womb.
   Ecstasy, powerful and unending, wracked the assassin's sexy young form,
and she thrashed atop him, impaled on Sanji's large shota-dick and driven
utterly wild with lust and pleasure by it.  Ayane rubbed her nude pussy
into Sanji's side, her breath hitching and gasping Sanji's ear as she got
herself off on his muscular young body just from watching the intense
coupling.
   "Fuck her womb, Sanji," the ninja woman murmured heatedly in his ear,
leaving slick stains of her wetness on his side.  "Pump her full of your
jizz and make her scream your name!" The lover boy redoubled his bucking,
pounding up into Christie's juicy pussy roughly as she bucked and bounced
frantically atop him, a bitch in heat riding her stallion.
   With a loud shrill cry of fantastic rapture, Christie climaxed,
convulsing.  Her tight silken fucksleeve clamped down on his thrusting
boymeat, and his breath caught in his throat with a gasp of strangled
pleasure.  "Hnnnngngggnhhh!" he groaned, and his heavy balls clenched and
unclenched over and over, unloading hot thick pulses of powerful, hot jizz
pumping up his shaft and blasting directly into Christie's womb.
   Ayane reached down and gently grabbed Sanji's tightening nuts, rolling
them in her palm as she felt the roiling spunk churning and pulsing out. 
"Oh yeah, lover boy," she moaned, "I can feel your cum shooting out inside
her.  Fill up her to the brim!"
   Sanji did just that, spurting rope after rope of young shota-spunk into
Christie's womb, till it spilled back out, frothing out of her
stretched-out pussy around the base of his cock.  "Oooohhhhhhhh," Christie
let out a long low moan of utter satisfaction as she collapsed limply atop
his chest, twitching with aftershocks of delight as the teenager dumped his
last load inside her.
   Momiji had woken up, and was eating a snack, watching as Christie fell
asleep passed out from overwhelming pleasure.  She stroked Christie's
sweaty, cummy hair and planted a kiss on Sanji's cheek before taking
another bite of her apple.  Ayane climbed onto Sanji's cock and began
riding him, practically whooping with pleasure...
   So it went, days and days of fucking, the dragon and demon within
energizing Sanji, and his cum energizing his three lovers, his three women,
the three mothers of his children.
   ...Christie and Momiji had Sanji's succulent meaty fuckstick between
their boobs, giving him a double titjob with their full, lusciously ripe
boobs.  Their hard nipples rubbed into each other, and they moaned lewdly
as they kneaded their smooth soft titflesh around Sanji's throbbing
boy-cock.
   Christie was lying between Sanji's legs, and Momiji was lying on top of
his body, her pussy dripping wet love shamelessly onto the face of the
father of her children.  Sanji lapped up the shrine maiden's fuckhoney with
his tongue, and she writhed with shivers of gentle pleasure as she
worshipped his cock with her boobs.
   "Ohhhhhhhhh, Sanji!" Momiji moaned, her eyes hooded and her mouth parted
as her young lover dragged his tongue along her plump dewy slit.  Christie
stifled her moan by bending her face forward and planting her mouth on
Momiji's, smearing her lipstick onto the younger girl's lips.  The shrine
maiden gasped in shock, but was incredibly turned on by the lesbian action,
and made out with the assassin as Christie slipped her tongue into her
mouth.
   The two women made out lustily, slurpily french-kissing, and their drool
dripped onto Sanji's pulsing boymeat between their sensitive, hard-nippled
boobs.  Sanji groaned with bliss into Momiji's twat, and closed his lips
around her clit.  Momiji's shriek of delight was muffled into her
tongue-tango with Christie , and her thighs clenched around the 14 year
old's head as she creamed.
   Sanji delightedly licked up all her copious juice as she cummed on his
face, and Christie moaned lewdly as Momiji sucked on her tongue in the
throes of her orgasm.  Christie helped extend Momiji's climax by scraping
her hard nipples along Momiji's.  Precum was bubbling liberally out of the
shota's huge fucktool, and his shaft and the girls' boobs were shiny and
slick with his natural lube.
   The violent lurching and throbbing of Sanji's pleasure stick heightened
Momiji's climactic ecstasy, and made Christie so hot that her own moisture
was dribbling out onto the sheets.  The assassin could also feel the
churning of cum within his bloated boy-nuts against the underside of her
boobs as she worked her lush tits around his shaft.
   Sanji couldn't take it any longer.  Momiji's climaxing on his face, the
incredible massage of his cock by 4 delicious boobs, the lesbian makeout
session whose muffled moans he could hear very clearly - his balls
tightened, and he squirted thick long ropes of young cum directly onto the
two girls' faces as they made out.
   Momiji cummed all over again, and so did Christie , as they felt his hot
fertile jizz blast their heads, covering them in his raunchy cockslop. 
Over and over the teenager pulsed his creamy lust all over their heads and
boobs, till they were utterly slathered in his cum, their hair in thick
sticky cummy tangles, their faces and boobs coated with the glue-thick
spunk.
   "More, Sanji," Momiji begged.  "I need more!" He sat up as Momiji rolled
off him, and she knelt on the floor in front of the bed, letting his
foot-long, soda-can-thick shlong tower over her.  As it throbbed, it
smacked her gently in the face, and she purred, bestowing self-satisfied
kittenish licks all over it.
   Seeing her - and Christie - completely slathered in his cum, from the
chest up, made him so hot and pleased, and his cock lurched, slapping the
licking shrine maiden in the face again, and she moaned in nasty pleasure.
Christie pressed her cum-covered face to his chest and suckled gently upon
his nipple, and he groaned at the new sensation of heat and wetness there
as she left lipstick printed there.  His hand snaked around her body to cup
her ass, and the assassin mewled euphorically.
   Momiji opened her mouth wide and went down on him, letting his obese
cockhead pop into her mouth as she began nursing.  Sanji's pleasure was a
growl guttering in his throat, and Momiji cupped his tennis-ball-sized cum
factories in her hands, milking them gently as she sucked.
   He bucked up, forcing his knob against the back of her throat, and
Momiji's muffled moan indicated her pleasure at the act.  With his free
hand, he pressed down on her cummy head, and slowly his cock sank into the
tight flower of her throatcunt as she eagerly swallowed his thick long tool
down her gullet.
   Christie was bucking on his hand now, his fingers thrusting into her
luscious twat as she gasped and moaned hotly onto his neck, kissing him and
clinging to him in the throes of her pleasure.  His hand was utterly soaked
in her juices as Momiji blew him, and his neck and shoulders were covered
in lipstick prints matching Christie's mouth.  The assassin's hot gasps and
breathless pants of wicked bliss were counterpoint to his own harsh groans
and Momiji's muffled mewls as they gave each other pleasure.
   More and more of his cock sank down the shrine maiden's mouthtwat, till
her throat was bulging out slightly with his girth, and her lips were
clamped around the fat base of his shaft.  She moaned nastily, glugging
down his precum that poured so deliciously down her throat.
   "Cum - stud - cum - in her--" Christie's lewd pleas were staccato gasps
as she convulsed in his grip while he finger fucked her, and her pussy
clamped down on his fingers as she juiced.  Momiji glucked her throat
around his cock that stuffed her mouth so thoroughly, her cheeks bulging
out, clearly echoing Christie's sentiments.
   Momiji's expert milking of his tremendous boyhood with her throatcunt
was too much for him, and he burst, geysers of spunk pumping down her
throat.  What felt like rivers of hot cum filled her tummy, and the
incredibly erotic intensity of the sensation made her soooooooo damn wet!
Sanji held her head firmly down, balls deep on his cock, his nuts clenching
as he shot his cum cannon time and again into her thirstily swallowing
gullet!
   Momiji yelped - or tried to; her cry was muffled by the huge shota-cock
stuffing her throat with pleasure - in shocked rapture as a skillful tongue
licked on her juicy cunt.  Ayane had woken up and stuck her head under the
shrine maiden, and Momiji cummed all over the ninja's face as Sanji spunked
down her throat.
   Christie finally collapsed, utterly exhausted by her passion, and was
limp in Sanji's strong arm, having fallen asleep as he pumped his jizz into
the frantically climaxing woman he loved...
   ...Nearly half a week had gone by, of nearly nonstop fucking.  Christie
was taking a break to devour some breakfast, but Sanji was still at it.  He
stood by the bed as Ayane and Momiji knelt before him, worshipping their
man.  Ayane licked kittenishly at the swollen head of his cock, gleefully
lapping up his copious precum, while she stroked his turgid shaft with her
supple hand.
   Momiji gently kneaded one of his huge balls in her hand, and had
engulfed his other entire nut in her mouth.  Her cheeks were bulging out as
she suckled, moaning nastily.  Her drool slathered all over his balls and
dripped to the floor.  "Nnnnnnggghhhh," Sanji groaned.  His neck was arched
back, looking up at the ceiling with glazed eyes as his toes curled with
pleasure.  His hands tangled in Ayane and Momiji's hair, fingers yanking
this way and that of their own accord in the spastic throes of his pleasure
as his cock was worshipped.
   Ayane began nursing on his cockknob, letting the precum flowing from his
cumslit pool on her tongue, and her throat made lewd glugging noises as she
swallowed his sticky nectar down, waggling her eyebrows at him.  She and
Momiji grunted and moaned in passion as he yanked on their hair; they were
totally hot for the young lad's dominant handling of them, despite their
strong independent streaks.
   The ninja pulled back briefly from her suckling, letting her breath blow
hotly onto his throbbing cock, as Momiji began sucking his other bloated
nut.  "Don't tell me you're out of cum already, lover boy," Ayane teased.
"You've only been fucking a few days."
   Sanji arched his eyebrow at her, then pushed her head back down on his
cock as he bucked his hips out and up.  Ayane yelped in a surprised moan of
bliss as he forced his cock back between her plush lips and drove it
against the back of her throat.  Ayane's groans were gurgled mewls of
pleasure as his precum flowed down her pipe.
   The ninja began stroking his shaft - about half of it remained outside
of her mouth - with both her hands now, jacking him off fast and eagerly.
Momiji could feel the roiling of his balls in her mouth, and moaned at the
exquisite sensation as cum shot out of those nutsacks, pulsed up his
fuckpole, and geysered directly into the back of Ayane's throat.
   Ayane was so unprepared for his torrent of jizz, that his cum squirted
out of her nose as his forceful spurts pushed her head off his meaty rod.
His cum began blasting her in the face, full and hot splashes of potent
musky jizz.  Momiji eagerly left off her ball-sucking, and brought her head
up next to Ayane's, so that she too could receive his fertile gifts
directly on her face.
   Sanji's lurching cock flung glob after glob of cum all over their faces
as they moaned in obscene delight.  They knew how much he liked his women
to be marked, and they had come to find it really hot themselves, letting
the world know that they belonged to him, and he to them.
   When his cum cannon launched his last rope of jizz, Sanji bodily lifted
Ayane's slim body up by her waist - wresting a gasp of shocked pleasure
from her, and a giggle of naughty delight from Momiji - and put her on the
bed, the spirit of the dragon infusing his limbs with phenomenal strength.
   "So strong, lover boy," Ayane waggled her eyebrows at him.  "Can your
cock back that up?" He grinned at her; they both knew he could fuck her
into a senseless puddle of ecstasy, and had already done so dozens of times
in the past few days.
   He mounted her, spreading her legs wide and hitching them up by bracing
his knees into her inner thighs, and slid his immense shota-cock into her
soaking wet slit.  She howled with ecstasy as her overstimulated cunt was
stuffed with the meaty log she craved, the bulge of his dick sliding
visibly up her belly!  Sanji rammed and thrust into her tight, hot, juicy
twat, gasping and grunting animalistically as he fucked her.
   With his hands he gripped her luscious tits, kneading them, and Ayane
nearly came off the bed in pleasure, her pebbly hard nipples scraping into
his palms.  She bucked her hips back into his thrusts, hurling her body
against his in desperate lust as they fucked.
   Momiji knelt behind Ayane's head, and leaned down to kiss Ayane's face
in a steamy lesbian french kiss.  Watching his two cum-covered lovers make
out made Sanji even hotter, and the two girls moaned nastily, licking the
well-hung boy's cum off their faces and swallowing it with relish.
   He pounded Ayane's cunt ruthlessly, their hips meeting with loud wet
smacks.  Her pussy clutched and gobbled hungrily on his piledriving dick
like a mouth, swallowing his entire rod up within her, as his cockhead
pushed through the tight ring of her cervix and caught.  His breath hitched
in his threat, and Ayane hissed in ecstasy into her cummy, lesbian kiss, as
Sanji began fucking her horny, impregnated womb, right where he belonged.
   "Take my...  big man's cock...  all the way...  inside you..." Sanji
grunted as he fucked her.  "Just...  the way you...  like it!" Ayane tried
to respond back with teases of her own, but every slamming pound of his
cock into her pussy cut off her replies, and Momiji smothered whatever
words that came to her by sticking her tongue - covered in Sanji's cum,
licked off Ayane's own face - down the ninja's plump kissable lips.
   In the end, Ayane couldn't take it anymore, and her hands reached up to
grab Sanji's shoulders and pull him down to her.  Her scream of delight, as
she felt Sanji's boyishly muscular weight heaving atop hers, was muffled by
Momiji's kisses and thrummed through her body against his form, and his
balls tightened as he rammed into the hilt again.
   His spunk fired directly into her womb, spraying her eggs with potent
shota-jizz, and the wet heat of his load wracked Ayane with ecstasy.  She
juiced hard, her arms and legs wrapping around him as her pussy spasmed and
convulsed on his cumming dick.  In the throes of her passion, her nails
raked his back over and over, leaving behind thin white lines, scratches to
mark her territory as they cummed together, boy and woman locked in carnal
bliss...
   When Christie slept or ate, Sanji fucked Ayane and Momiji.  When Ayane
slept or ate, he cummed in and on the shrine maiden and assassin.  And when
Momiji slept or ate, he made sweet wild passion to the ninja and Christie.
   ...But when all of them were awake and fed, then his prowess was tested
to the limit as he fucked all four of them at once.  His lust, and the lust
of the dragon and succubus spirits within him, rose to the challenge, as
did the strong throbbing pole of his huge boy-cock.
   Sanji lay back against the pillows of the bed, which were damp and heavy
with their commingled sweat.  Momiji and Ayane were cuddled up to his
sides, his arms wrapped around them, while Christie was worshipping his
massive cock with her mouth and tongue.  He moaned into his lewd, slobbery
french kiss with Ayane as Christie's tongue flicked his thick bead of
sticky precum off his cumslit into her mouth.
   Momiji rubbed her boobs needily into his side, getting off on the way
her rock-hard nipples scraped along his muscles, and sucked greedily all
over his neck and shoulders as the father of her children - her very own
little 'brother' - guttered pleasure in his throat.  Ayane tangoed with his
tongue inside his mouth, and nipped lightly on his bottom lip with her
teeth.
   Christie lubed up his huge cock the whole while, licking and kissing all
over it.  Her bright red lipstick left prints all over his throbbing, meaty
shaft, marking his cock as her own toy, Sanji as her man.  When his log was
gleaming with precum and drool, she kissed the tip, leaving a red outline
around the cumslit, and opened her mouth wide to receive his deliciously
succulent cockmeat.
   Sanji's hands clenched on Momiji and Ayane's asses as Christie began
sucking and slurping on his massive shota-cock, and all 4 lovers lovers
moaned: Sanji from Christie's skillful eager blowjob, Momiji and Ayane from
his firm dominant grip of their sensitive buttocks, and Christie from
tasting his delectable boymeat and the sticky pre-nectar glugging audibly
down her throat!
Momiji nipped lightly on Sanji's earlobe, and he could hear the
harshness of her lusty breathing directly in his ear as Christie engulfed
him.  More and more of his lipstick-covered dick disappeared between her
plush lips, which were stretched wide into thin red lines by his girth, as
big around as a coke can.
   The assassin was moaning nastily, cupping his balls as she suckled, and
felt the churning of his endless cum factories in her palms.  She was
dripping wet just from blowing this young stud, her juices were dribbling
shamelessly down her thighs.
   As Momiji suckled another hickey on Sanji's neck, she reached across his
chest to grab a lush handful of Ayane's tit, and the ninja gasped heatedly
into her french kiss with her 14 year old lover boy.  Momiji began kneading
and fondling Ayane's boobs with her hand, and Ayane was squirming and
writhing into Sanji's side, her nails raking across his chiseled abs in the
throes of her lust.
   Sanji sucked on Ayane's tongue, growling in animal pleasure as Christie
milked his cock with her throat, and slid his fingers between Momiji's
juicy lips.  The shrine maiden moaned lewdly, and began bucking on his hand
even as she groped Ayane's sensitive jugs.  "Oh, Sanji!" Momiji panted into
his ear.  "Sanji, oh gods, yes, Sanji!"
   She cummed, drenching in his fingers in her dew, and as her grasp
clamped down on Ayane's tit, the ninja cummed too, making out with him
passioniately as she stained the sheets yet again with feminine cream.
   Sanji couldn't hold back anymore.  With two women in his arms, both
juicing as one sucked hickeys onto his neck and the other made out with
him, and a third horny babe swallowing his entire log down her throat, it
was far too much for his libido.  His nuts clenched in Christie's lusty
grip, and his spunk pulsed up his shaft - all of which was inside her mouth
- to burst out directly in the assassin's throat.
   The assassin's scream of rapturous delight was muffled on his cock, and
she cummed as she felt and tasted his hot, potent seed - as thick as glue -
geysering into her throat with the force of a cannon.  Rope after rope of
jizz painted her insides white as her throatcunt clenched and rippled
spastically on his fucktool.
   The last of their orgasms shuddered through the three women as Sanji's
cum pump squirted the last of his giant load into Christie's tummy.  "My
turn, Sanji," Momiji whispered heatedly into his ear, "I need your cock
inside me, now!"
   He wriggled his fingers inside her cunt, and she moaned lewdly.  As
Christie pulled her throat off his cock, Momiji practically leapt for his
newly released boyhood.  She knelt over it, straddling him, so that her
back was to him as her pussy dripped moisture onto his drool-slathered,
lipstick-covered cockknob.  She looked back at him and wiggled her shapely
teen ass.  "Enjoy the view," she giggled, and lowered herself till her
pussy squelched lightly on his obese cockhead.
   Ayane pulled the pillows gently out from behind Sanji, and he obligingly
lay back so Ayane could mount his head.  She did so, straddling his face
and rubbing her pussy needily on his face as he lapped at her sweet wet
deliciousness.  As Ayane began humping his face lustily, moaning and crying
out with pleasure, and Momiji's plump pussy lips began parting around his
engorged shaft as she lowered herself, Christie started humping Sanji's
knee and leaned forward to embrace the shrine maiden.
   Momiji's hiss of delight - from Sanji's lipsticked cock sinking between
her lush dripping folds - was cut off into a moan of obscene lesbian
pleasure as Christie's mouth covered hers.  Sanji upraised his knee into
Christie's pussy, rubbing it along her soaked womahood, and he snaked his
arms up around Ayane's thighs, anchoring her in place atop him as he ate
her out.  At the same time, he bucked up into Momiji's body, sliding his
big fat pole deep inside her thoroughly impregnated teenage cunny.
   Sanji's guttural growls of bliss were drowned in Ayane's hot wet pussy,
and Christie and Momiji's mewls were muffled by their lesbian makeout
session, but Ayane's screams of pleasure were shrill and uninhibited.  The
ninja practically whooped with her rapture as she bucked and heaved on his
head.  Momiji was riding him like her personal stallion,their hips banging
into each other as she fucked her deep and almost roughly in their shared
passion, while she frenched Christie.
   His knee was sopping wet now, drenched in Christie's femcum as he ground
it into her cunt.  She moaned nastily into her lesbian kiss with Momiji as
they rubbed their boobs sensuously against one another, their hard nipples
scraping erotically.  Assassin and shrine maiden were gasping and panting
hotly as Sanji pounded up into her spasming pussy.
   His immense shota-cock slid back and forth in her hot tight velvet
fucksleeve, which gobbled and swallowed on his dick like a little mouth. 
Sanji's throat was choked with the intensity of his ecstasy as Momiji
fucked herself on his boyhood, and his moans thrummed up into Ayane's pussy
as he made love to her twat with his mouth.
   Ayane juiced first, bouncing and shaking so hard atop his head as she
cummed, that she would have fallen off to the side, if it weren't for
Sanjii's firm lock of his arms around her thighs.  Her pussy clamped
tightly on his licking tongue as she convulsed in pleasure.  Momiji was
next, thrashing atop his cock as he buried himself to the hilt inside her,
his lust-swollen knob popping through her cervix and into her womb,
initiating a mind-blowing orgasm for the shrine maiden.
   Sanji couldn't hold back any more, and he and Christie cummed
simultaneously.  As his jizz began pumping directly into Momiji's womb in
thick hot splurts of creamy shota-love, Christie and Momiji clutched one
another, screaming their euphoria into each other's mouths, drool running
down their chins and onto their jiggling tits, squashed against each other
in their carnal embrace.
   The women couldn't stop juicing, their passion ignited and sustained by
the strength of Sanji's lust, and the twin spirits inhabiting him, as he
blew his load into Momiji's womb, filling her up with gallons of teenage
jizz.  And still their lust wasn't satiated, still their hearts swelled
with love and passion even as Sanji's massive cock still swelled, a hard
and throbbing log of meat that finally blasted the last few ropes of his
load inside the shrine maiden.
   "Oooohhnnnnnngggngnhhh," Momiji's long moan shuddered through her as
afterglow shocked through her.  Christie nipped her bottom lip lightly, and
the teenage girl giggled hoarsely as the assassin helped her off Sanji's
cock.  Momiji's legs were weak with pleasure.
   "About time I get my meat ration," Ayane teased.
   "You're a glutton," Sanji winked at her.  His face was slimy with her
femcum.  He turned on his side on the bed, and Ayane got on her side as
well, pressing kittenish licks to his bloated balls and his still twitching
fuckpole.
   Momiji and Christie joined, getting on their sides as well, forming a
circle of bodies.  Momiji darted her face between Ayane's legs, tasting the
short ninja warrior's fragrant moisture, and Christie began lapping all of
Sanji's intoxicatingly delicious spunk out of the shrine maiden's creamy
drooling twat.  The assassin raised her leg invitingly, let her wet scent
waft into Sanji's face from inches away, and he grinned at her lusty
openness as he buried his face between her thighs.
   Ayane kissed all over his juice-slathered cock and balls, matching her
mouth to the red prints Christie's lipstick had left all over his shaft and
jewels, and Sanji's pleasure was a guttural growl of lust shuddering
through him.  His dick lurched violently, smacking the ninja wetly in the
face, and giggled naughtily between licks.  "Down, boy," she teased.
   Sanji chuckled, his throat hoarse and husky with euphoria as he suckled
Christie's clit.  The assassin mewled loudly, her face getting slathered in
the boy's jizz leaking from Momiji's sopping wet cunt.  "I don't remember
you complaining an hour ago," he teased back, his voice muffled in
Christie's succulent pussy.  "Or an hour before that.  Or last night.  Or
yesterday.  Or..."
   "Oh shut up," Ayane said in good humor, and engulfed his entire knob in
her hot wet mouth, sucking hard and vigorously.  Sanji's recitation, of all
the times they had been fucking in the last week of nonstop sex, cut off in
a loud groan of guttural delight, and he instinctively bucked his hips
towards the ninja's face, sinking his lipstick-covered shlong between
Ayane's plush, tightly stretched lips till his cockhead hit the tight
flower of her throat.
   Ayane's eyes crossed from the pleasure of his forceful entry, and she
swallowed his immense shota-cock down eagerly, her throatcunt gurgling with
the volumes of precum he poured out.  Her moans reverberated all around the
cock stuffing her mouth as Momiji eagerly ate her out, even as the shrine
maiden clamped her thighs around Christie's head.
   The three women writhed languidly, erotically, their skin tingling with
lesbian and bisexual pleasure, as all three were eaten out.  Sanji began
thrusting his cock in and out of Ayane's mouth, each thrust sinking him
deeper down her tight, glucking throat, as he lightly bit on Christie's
hard pink clit while suckling it.  The assassin was practically bucking
around his face as she got drunk on his spunk from Momiji's pussy, and the
shrine maiden was purring, nearly vibrating with ecstasy as she frenched
Ayane's twat and was herself eaten out.
   "Hnnggh, hnghh, hrrnnngh, hnnnnngggghhhhhh!" Sanji's muffled cries were
a single long groan of utter animal bliss, broken up into staccato grunts
by the bucking of his hips into the short ninja warrior's face, till his
bloated nuts squelched into her chin.  Ayane's neck practically bulged as
she swallowed and clenched her throatcunt eagerly around him, desperately
milking him for his delicious, potent load.
   Christie screamed aloud into Momiji's pussy, juicing hard from the
combined stimulation of Sanji's gentle nursing of her love button and the
mingled taste of Momiji's cream and Sanji's thick-as-glue spunk that was
covering her face.  As her thighs clamped hard around Sanji's face, he kept
sucking on her clit, even harder, drawing out and heightening her orgasm,
even as he began frenziedly pounding his cock into Ayane's mouth.
   Ayane's mewling moans hummed around his huge throbbing dick, and he
jackhammered her throat faster and faster, spurred on by Christie's
tremendous climax, until his balls tightened and he began spurting fat gobs
of potent, thick, hot seed deep down Ayane's throat, almost directly into
her tummy.
   The ninja woman's mind blanked from the ecstasy of taking his
intoxicating load down her throat, and she cummed, hard.  Her body locked
up with the intensity of her orgasm, and her mouthtwat clamped down
impossibly tightly around Sanji's jizzing, relentlessly jackhammering dick
as he used her throat as a jackoff toy.
   Momiji's own climax was touched off, not only by the two women on her
either end - one of whom she was eating out, the other of whom was eating
her out - but also by the force of Sanji's orgasm, his lusty intensity
magnified and communicated by the two spirits inhabiting him, so that his
cum still inside her pussy connected their pleasure.
   The shrine maiden cummed harder than she had yet, and all four lovers
thrashed and convulsed together on the bed.  Sanji's cum pump kept
squirting and squirting, filling Ayane to overflowing till his jizz spurted
out of her nose and mouth around his thrusting boyhood...
   ----
   It was a little over a week after Sanji and his three lovers had
returned from the ruined village of the Black Spider Clan.  Kasumi knocked
on the door to the house he shared with Momiji - and now, the other two
women as well - and her eyes widened as she entered.
   Christie and Ayane were splayed out on the sofa, their limbs akimbo. 
They were completely nude, and stretched languidly, blissful afterglow
melting through them.  The occasional aftershock jolted their forms.  What
shocked Kasumi the most was how utterly blanketed in cum they were.  Head
to toe, with even their hair drenched in cummy tangles, they were covered
in multiple coatings of jizz, lots of it dried, but plenty of it still
fresh.  It dribbled down their luscious curves, and drooled from their
orifices.
   The looks on their faces were identical: blissed out sex kittens who had
gotten their milk - cockmilk, in this case.  "Where..." Kasumi had to suck
in a breath.  "Where's Sanji?" Christie grinned tiredly and pointed back to
the bedroom, from where creaking and groaning could be distinctly heard.
   Kasumi rolled her eyes good-naturedly, but inside she was curious and a
bit excited.  She knew how horny and masculine Ryu was with one spirit
inside him; but what about Sanji with his double portion?
   She went to the bedroom; the door was ajar, so she went on in, and her
eyes widened to see the sight.  Momiji was on her back on the bed, her legs
hitched up, with Sanji's hands on her thighs to brace themselves as he
plowed into her.  He was thrusting into her in slow, deep strokes.  With
every thrust, pleasure guttered out of his lips, and Momiji mewled in
whimpers of exhausted ecstasy.
   Although still fairly short and lanky, being a teenager, he was built
now.  Chiseled muscles rippled across his flesh as he fucked the shrine
maiden.  His skin was covered in hickeys, bright red lipstick prints, and
even light scratches, and Kasumi giggled to see that his three women had
marked him as their own too!  Just as they were his women, so he too was
their boytoy for their own lusts.
   Kasumi was utterly amazed to see Momiji's belly deforming - Sanji was so
well hung that his cock was actually creating a bulge in her torso!  The
bulge slid up and down as Sanji thrust, and it nearly reached the valley of
her generous, cum-covered cleavage each time he bottomed out in her.
   Panting, Sanji said to her, "I'll be...  done soon, Kasumi.  I'll get...
back...  to training..." She was amazed by how deep and husky his voice
was. Momiji reached out a hand to her, blanketed and dripping in the boy's
jizz.
   Kasumi took her hand in both of her own, grinning.  "Hang on, girl.  I
know all those orgasms can wear you out." Sanji chuckled throatily, and
Momiji barely mustered the energy to smile before her eyes rolled back in
sublime bliss as the shota bottomed out in her again.
   Kasumi left, shaking her head in amazement.  Behind her, the heightened
grunting signaled another pair of simultaneous orgasms for the two lovers.
As she went out of the house, she tentatively brought her hand to her nose,
which was now splattered with generous portions of Sanji's goop.
   Sniffing it, she swayed slightly.  The musk was...  intoxicating.  Young
and vigorous and strong and lusty and passionate.  She flicked out her
tongue and licked her fingers clean.  Now she really did sway, and had to
stop in mid-stride for several moments as little shivers rolled through
her.
   As the drunken pleasure passed, Kasumi steadied herself.  She had been
about to return to her own house, but now she switched directions.  Ryu had
better watch out, because this time she was really about to fuck the shit
out of him, and her own pussy on his dragon ninja cock!
   **********
   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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