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Urotsukidoji - Megumi's Introduction	By : Nickamano Category: +S to Z > Urotsuki-doji Views: 1727 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Three - Akemi’s hallucination.
Little Kuroko was clutching his solid little erection in both grey-knuckled fists, masturbating himself vigorously, and with a near-masochistic fervour. His eyes were huge and staring, unblinking, like saucers and he was quivering all over, watching his boss’s gorgeous sister getting liberally fucked was truly one of the perks of what was otherwise a pretty thankless job that his clan elders had thrust upon him.
Nagumo’s position rested somewhere between how he thought he should be feeling and how the creature Kuroko was obviously feeling. He was watching the scene with a shocked wide-eyed distaste, while simultaneously sporting huge and obvious bulge in his trousers. It was a telling sign of his disparate feelings.
Akemi had frozen up, gripping Nagumo in a death grip, a petrified statue, unable to take her eyes off what was happening to the poor young girl. However due, she believed, to some kind of infection by the monstrous thing Miss Togami had become, she recognised that she was secretly enjoying the events as much as her new boyfriend obviously was. And because of that she would feel like a hypocrite if she got mad at him.
She was wet. Her panties felt positively soaked through with her own sticky juices. She could almost feel it dribbling out from between her vulva, that were stuck to the cum saturated cotton. Her aching nipples were tingly and as erect as she had ever felt them. Those tingles continued throughout her body wherever it was in contact with Nagumo. It was as if she were somehow sexually feeding off his body heat and his own desire for Amano’s sister. And she pictured her juices having seeped through her panties and drooled like a thick trail of saliva to the ground beneath her, joining her saturated pussy to the concrete landing at the top of the staircase.
She was so turned on by Amano's little sister and what was being done to her, that she failed to be surprised by the sudden hallucinatory burst that took her away.

She found herself in the back seat of Ozaki's father’s car, parked late at night in a woodland car park somewhere outside of the capital. There was no one around, no one outside the car that is. And the only illumination came from a distant streetlight way back on the main road, and the tiny interior light near the dashboard’s rear-view mirror.
She remembered this night. It had been the first occasion Ozaki had tried to seduce her. They’d been making out on the front-seat, Akemi giving him a slow teasing hand-job while he’d sucked her nipples and rubbed her clit through her panties. He had pulled her hand from his cock and tried to drag her onto his lap but she had said no. So, he had shrugged, righted himself, and then driven her back to her parent’s apartment carpark, where he had tried it on again in the secluded shadows. The second time she had said no, he had smiled and just shrugged and got out of the car, Akemi had got out too, half surprised that he hadn’t tried pushing her or insisting, but instead he had merely locked the car behind him and strolled casually away without a word. Akemi had shrugged and gone home. Though here and now, even though it was the same car, Ozaki was nowhere to be seen.
Instead Amano's sister was sitting on the back seat alongside Akemi, lounging back with one arm across the back of the seat and her legs spread defiantly apart. Her other hand was shoved down the front of her panties and the interior of the car was filled with the squelching sound of the girl playing with herself. Akemi was up against the door, sitting as demurely as she should knees together, hands clasped loosely in her lap. She sat up straight, feeling embarrassed and uncomfortable. Akemi had expected Ozaki to be there, but other than herself and Amano’s sister the car was empty. Had he gone out for snacks and drinks maybe, or condoms? It seemed like some kind of double-date. Why else would both herself and this younger girl be in his car at night, in this secluded place in the middle of nowhere? Had Akemi somehow got herself talked into having a threesome? That wasn’t likely, she had refused to let Ozaki screw her when they had dated. She had only sucked him off once and that had been due to her fear that his overexcitement might drive him to force himself on her. That had been their second date, when being reminded of him being a ‘gentleman’ the previous time, she had agreed to go out again.
Snatching her out of her reverie, the young girl turned to Akemi and abruptly leaned over, reaching out and gently, lightly, stroking her bare thigh. Akemi jumped at the teasing contact but did not resist, even when she realised the girl had playfully anointed the flesh of her thigh with a thin trail of her pussy juices. That point of contact was warm and cool at the same time, the pussy juicy putting a faint tingle into her flesh which sent a pleasurable wash through her body.
The girl slid closer over the back seat, pressing her thigh against Akemi's. Her lips, glistening wetly, were hypnotic and she couldn't take her eyes off them, wet and full and ruby red. Closing the last of the distance between them, the girl nuzzled Akemi's throat and offered her gentle, barely connecting kisses. She followed the gentle swell of her throat until it led her to the lobe of Akemi's ear, which she began to nibble and suck at, keeping her touches and caresses soft and light. Akemi found herself sliding a delicate hand around the girl's long, slender neck, pressing her more firmly against herself.
The sweet young girl started to move her kissing lips around Akemi's jaw, over the curve of her cheek and down the side of her pert nose to her own cherub-bow lips. The first kiss was butterfly-light, warm flesh barely making contact, then the girl took Akemi's bottom lip between her own and sucked at it gently. The Amano girl smelled and tasted lovely, her skin infinitely soft. Akemi groaned.
She realised all of a sudden that her own hand was now travelling gently upward along the younger girl's firm and smooth thigh. She cupped her hip then cut inward to slide her fingertips over the girl’s minuscule waist and then up her hourglass ribs to her full and amazingly perky breasts.
Akemi could not believe that she was caressing another girl's body. Then she felt the young stunner's hot, wet tongue slip in between her lips. She just touched Akemi's teeth with the gentlest of glancing caresses and then darted her tongue back. Akemi found herself parting her lips wider to invite the girl's tongue again.
When her tongue did not immediately return, Akemi found herself offering her own at once. The younger girl accepted it and sucked it deeply into her own mouth, stroking the surfaces with her tongue in long, soft, gentle caresses.
Akemi started to stroke and rub at her new-found lover's full breasts with her small, delicate hands. She maintained the same slow, gentle caresses that they had been enjoying so far. Gentle squeezes, thumb and fingertips stroking over the stiffness of her enticed nipples. All hesitantly and outside of her sheer clothing.
Akemi felt the girl's arm slip around her shoulders and pull them more tightly together, her hand closed on the back of Akemi's head, their lips pressing more tightly, tongue movements heating up, accelerating, lips mouthing with more and more passion.
Akemi's hand found its way, at last, beneath the girl's skimpy vest-top and onto her bare breasts beneath. She could hardly believe how firm and hot they felt against her skin. How the girl didn’t require a bra even with the size of her bosom, how hard and hot her nipples were and how they were almost burning her fingers with their heat. The younger girl was moaning breathlessly into Akemi's mouth as she sucked on the elder girl's agile tongue.
While she enjoyed her tongue being sucked, Akemi started to molest the girl's breasts in earnest, releasing herself to her own desires, running her hand up and down in her cleavage, cupping and squeezing the full globes, flicking, rolling and pinching her engorged nipples.
The younger girl, now panting and moaning almost continuously in her mounting passion, responded by slipping her free hand right up between Akemi's inner thighs until she came into contact with her underwear and immediately, with surprising strength, tugged it down until it was past her short, hitched up, pleated skirt. Then her fingertips were stroking the soft patch of Akemi's pubic hair, in little teasing circles and slowly making their way lower, towards the already soaked delicate lips of her vagina closing on the point of pulsing fire just above her tunnel entrance that was screaming to be caressed.
Once more in response, Akemi drew her tongue from the other girl’s sweet, hungry mouth and stared to kiss her way down her throat and collar, as the girl herself had done just minutes ago. At the same time, she scooped her sheer vest-top up and gathered it over her upper chest so that her incredible breasts were freed and exposed. Cupping both soft globes, with her thumbs stroking across their succulent dimple-tipped nipples, Akemi continued to kiss a rapid path down towards the girl's shapely young bosom.
Amano’s sister carried on with her own caresses, now stroking up and down with a feather light touch over the warm, moist lips of Akemi's quivering pussy. She placed her free hand on the top of Akemi's head, pressed her face firmly into her luscious young breasts, then cried out for the first time as she felt one of her fully erect nipples enveloped by her new lover's soft lips and sucked at with heated, humid breath, a laving tongue and gentle suction.
She countered Akemi's natural mouthing abilities, which was really getting her own pussy juices flowing, with fingers, attacking both her vaginal tunnel and her engorged clitoris at the same time. And this time with a firm, precise touch and a vigour that brought Akemi almost at once to a noisy and shuddering climax.

Akemi managed to keep her sudden orgasm silent, biting back her desire to cry out, instead pulling herself tighter to Nagumo's supporting frame as the fantasy-hallucination faded and brought her back to the terrible reality - of that sweet young girl being doubly assaulted by two vile looking monsters.
The lovely young girl gasped and spasmed again, her back arching as far as her devilish restraints would allow, as the heavy, hermit crab-like crown ploughed up into the depths of her super tight tunnel.
And then the knots began. Moving waves of tightened and expanding steel hard, burning hot muscle, travelling up the length of the cock-tentacle. Each knot of tight, ballooned muscle surrounded the shaft’s circumference completely, and each one travelled upwards like a wave to force its way inside the girl's already stretched-out pussy, shoving at her stretched muscle walls as they disappeared into her depths.
Again, Nagumo’s practically empathic imagining filled in the blanks and he pictured the harsh burning sensations the luscious girl would be feeling. He envisioned the almost scalding heat of the demon's phallic lubricants seeping through the tentacle-skin's pores in thick streaming masses, sensually-melting the walls of her tightly-filled pussy. With that kind of intense physical sensation, as well as the mild tit-torture, Nagumo guessed that it wouldn't be long before the girl was forced to reach orgasm.
The finger tentacles around the upper lip of Zugaikotsuatamaki's face twitched then reached down towards the neckline of her top. Nagumo had already noticed that the Amano girl had kept her hold-ups and shoes from the previous night. Though she had also swapped last night’s pink micro-skirt for a stretchy, though equally short, black one. She had also exchanged her open blouse and skin-tight vest-top combination for the light, loose fitting pullover of the softest Bubble-gum pink wool. Its baggy sleeves were shoved up past her elbows, and at the moment the garment looked almost ruined, over stretched and stained by Makai juice-deposits covering much of it.
Zugaikotsuatamaki's mouth-fingers were hooked around the loosened neckline of her pullover and the monster yanked the garment up and back, hastily revealing one exquisitely shaped and unsupported breast beneath. She had nothing on under the pullover and her lush, full breast was exposed and open to further abuses by the vile, inhuman monster.
The girl's breast was revealed, unblemished, golden and already constrained under the squeezing clutches of Zugaikotsuatamaki's thin body tentacles. At the same time, the tentacle arms that were already tightly encircling her breast quickly released the full, firm globe then darted under her top to hurriedly reassert its uncomfortably tight grasp.
Then it immediately began squeezing harder and harder on the soft orb, making the young girl wince and quiver. The smaller monster's tubular mouth, four-inches slimy tongue and all, pulled itself from her sucking lips and slathered wetly down towards her newly exposed breast and the juicy, strawberry-pink nipple that formed a natural peak in the centre of the naked globe. Approaching the lovely erect bud, the thickly bloated tongue licked its wet lips hungrily.
Zugaikotsuatamaki's tube mouth latched tight to the Amano girl's exposed breast and began hungrily flicking at the erect and engorged nipple, circling the succulent bud with his large, rough-textured tongue and tweaking the soft firm nipple, using its rough purchase to twist the firm nub. Its free-flowing, steaming hot saliva was thickly coating the girl’s lush, golden flesh, while the tight grasping tentacle was still squeezing the hell out of the immaculate orb.
Then the tube mouth’s thick spongy lips came into play as well, dropping securely over her nipple, enclosing it within the sultry heat of its wide full-lipped mouth, trapping the nipple and holding it in place with harsh suction. Almost at once, the fat puffy lips tightened over her nipple, locking into position and it started sucking - hard. It was like a vacuum against her soft skin, pulling aggressively on the erect bud and the raised strawberry pink areola surrounding it, sucking roughly and tugging on the sensitive skin and the firm, pliant muscle of her breast.
The angelic girl let out a long, loud gasp at this harsh and lustfully frenzied sucking, sucking that was even plainly audible to Nagumo and the other observers.

Amano Jyaku was chuckling to himself. He'd seen his baby sister in action many a time and knew it was quite a sight to behold, a voyeur's dream. He also knew that, although it wasn't entirely consensual, if she wanted out of the situation she could do so, without difficulty and of her own volition, any time she chose. And he recognised that she had indeed chosen a particular time. And, from the tell-tale evidence of her groans, her quivering thighs, and the harsh, reactive bucking action of her hips, it was growing imminent.
He knew that this was a centuries-old ongoing battle between the lust-controlled demons and his sister. And unknown Nagumo and Akemi, this was simply the latest in a long run of these one-on-one, or in this case two-on-one, bouts.
His sister’s secret was that she was fast. Sexually speaking, her sensitivity allowed her to achieve orgasms, and often cascading multiple orgasms very quickly and with relative ease. And that made her both powerful and hard to defeat in the sexual competitions she seemed to invariably find herself in.
Unfortunately, for centuries now, this ease of attaining high-levels of sexual pleasure had made her somewhat singular-minded. It was her number-one pastime. And when it came to finding partners, she was altogether without taste or preference. She was all about hitting her peak, and she didn’t care who screwed her as long as they helped her get there. It was as though people were sex toys to her and she didn’t discriminate - Jyujin, Ningen or Makai. Essentially, she’d fuck anyone if it meant her reaching an orgasm. And she was always horny.
There were side effects too, as part of the sexual emanations from her body, she could unconsciously influence little sexual hallucinations in those around her. Of course, being of her blood, Jyaku was immune. Though he suspected the loser Nagumo and his cute-sexy little groupie might well be susceptible.
Every time it was a gamble for his sister, as just about all Makai had the skill of absorbing other races into their bodies which, given enough time, would become permanent. Once someone was absorbed into a Makai completely, they essentially became a part of them. Therefore, once absorbed, his sister’s orgasms could not harm a Makai at all and she would become a living den of gratification, housed for eternity inside the demon’s body. That was the reason the Makai still played the game, even though so far, she had won every contest, which numbered in the thousands. The potential reward outweighed the risk to most of the demon-Realm, though there were few with the intelligence to assess the odds and the risk beforehand. Most were simply incapable of resisting the scent, the sight and the promise of her.
It was his sister’s ease to climax, as well as the innate power of her orgasms that were her counter-weapon. And Amano didn’t think she, or really anyone else, truly realised how powerful she could be with the right influences.
He often wondered what her limits actually were and who would be capable of bringing them out of her. He did know that the lowlife slime-balls like these two offered her no challenge, nor did they have any chance of revealing anything close to her potential power. . Maybe Suikakujyu - the Makai Lord, would have been be a suitable suitor in that respect… If had hadn’t been killed in the Great Kanto Earthquake.
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