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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 List
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Chapter Four - Bidding farewell to the un-pronounceables.
Nagumo realised that his girlfriend had experienced her own version of his vision-fantasy. Though he felt her clinging even more tightly to him, making him sweat all the more. He assumed, of course, that this intensely erotic yet disturbing live-show was upsetting her more than himself or Amano. However, he simply could not take his eyes off Amano's sister and of what was being done to her.
The infinitely seductive young girl actually cooed to herself and licked her lips, actually seeming to relish in the double-monster assault and abuse of her body, rather than suffering from it as Akemi had done when she had been attacked by Miss Togami. Not that he knew much about that. He assumed Akemi was horrified by what was happening to Amano’s sister, but how sympathetic was she? Surely no one would wish this on their worst enemy? The girl had come between them last night and had, because she was so damned hot, delayed Nagumo’s in going after her. But would holding that against the girl allow Akemi to secretly enjoy seeing her suffering. If she even was suffering? And Nagumo was not as sure as he had been when the door had first been pushed open.
Akemi actually made a sudden move towards the girl and the monsters, assumedly some kindly impulse to help Amano’s sister. However, Nagumo held onto her tightly, partly out of protective feelings for his lover, and partly because he didn’t really want any interruption to the show. And he assumed, from the heavily panting Kuroko, somewhere behind him that he wasn’t the only one.
The bulbous cock-tentacle rammed into the young girl’s tight, over-stuffed little pussy with hard and aggressive penetrating stabs. It ploughed those bulbous knots into her, driving deeply and quickly into her swollen tunnel. And pressing more and more aggression and speed into its brutally assaulting thrusts.
Amano's gorgeous little sister was shivering all over now, gasping and panting loudly in response to the driving knots and the sucking and squeezing on her breasts and nipples. Beads of glistening sweat were covering her exposed flesh like little jewels and her much of her snagged, gathered clothing and her short sky-blue hair were plastered to her sweat-soaked body.
Nagumo became suddenly aware of a personal assertion that that the girl was getting close, very close to the end.

Zugaikotsuatamaki's tubular mouth was still sucking just as hard on her breast and engorged nipple, though it had also brought her other breast and nipple into play as well, stretching the already out of alignment neck of her pullover and scooping the other breast out. Then it swapped from one engorged bud to the other, sucking harder and harder with each interchange.
It suddenly flicked out with the finger-like tentacles framing its upper lip, snatching up the nipple it wasn’t sucking and giving it a cruel pinch, half crushing the swollen flesh. While its main tentacle-digits were already doing the same the full orbs of her perfectly formed breasts.
This additional harsh pinch on her nipple, combined with the vacuum-strong sucking and rolling, twisting licks of the tube mouth on her other sweet bud was all combined with the lust-hungry monster’s scorching-hot breath, that wafted again and again over her sensitive flesh.
All of these powerful sensations, mixed with those within her overburdened and brutally pummelled pussy, were just about all the young beauty required.
The primary cock-tentacle, with its bulging knots fully stretching her fiery tunnel, was driving away harder and faster now, slamming at her insides, torqueing and frictioning against her tantalised pussy walls, while additional tickles and pinches were officiated by the tiny prehensile tendrils beneath the monster’s glans. And each and every one of those huge inflating-muscle knots slamming itself into her, incidentally worked with a sumptuous raw efficiency against her clitoral stimulators, and also slamming, again and again, a relentless assault on her g-spot.
All this together took the lovely young girl right over the edge. She cried out louder than ever, a coarse squeal this time, of a heightened level of physical pleasure.
Her tightly shut eyes snapped wide open, the glowing azure pupils suddenly transforming into burning solar-orbs of dazzling crimson, brighter than rubies under a desert’s noonday sunlight.
Her mouth stretched open and her canine teeth grew in length and prominence by over half-an-inch.
And then the orgasm enveloped her. It was plain to see, and Nagumo groaned as he watched it expanding throughout her body - a massive lurch that stretched her in all directions, limbs forced to hyperextend, spine flexing, head thrown back. Punctuated with e loud extended squeal of unadulterated sexual joy.
The wave of climatic energy appeared, practically a visible ripple, like an explosive’s shockwave, building outwards from her groin until it enveloped the whole of her. And then it simply exploded. Abrupt and powerful.
Afterwards, thinking about what he had witnessed, Nagumo imagined it as a hot, pleasant burning in the very centre of her uterus and womb and possibly the reservoir of her chi - that instantaneously spread throughout her body. He pictured little arcs of lightning connecting to the throbbing pleasure-centres in her pussy and ass and tits, her engorged nipples, her mind. All fuelling each other until the developing energies of her orgasm grew into one.
He imagined the walls of her sensational young pussy contracting suddenly, possibly crushing the huge phallus that was still driving into her, the tight walls closing in on themselves.
As the abdominal heat spread up to her chest, the angel's erect nipples might have grown red hot, the tentacles clutching them and the mouth and tongue slobbering on them would have started to smoulder and steam. And the thick, and he imagined acidic, lubricant coating the demon's genitals, and half of the girl’s body would have started to steam and bubble, like just-boiling water.
He thought, in the moment before the white out, that the skeletal-head monster, Zugai-something-or-other, had tried to pull away from the girl's writhing and shuddering body but to no avail. He certainly remembered her gasping out with louder and louder high-pitched moans, and assuming that she was enjoying a multiple-orgasm, the waves of pleasure building on each other.
Again, in the hard to fathom split-second before the white out, it looked like the other monster, the bear-horse one, merely increased its speed and force of the relentless raping attack of the girl's beautifully body, which no doubt only increased the intensity of her climax.
Amano Jyaku watched with pride and even a hint of awe, as his little sister instinctively unleashed her orgasmic energies, turning all that peaked power outward and in a blinding flash of blue-corona framed pure-white plasma.
It burst instantly outwards, from the points where her body was in contact with the two slime-ball Makai, and they were immediately surrounded and overwhelmed. The haze grew stronger, turning almost translucent and then flash-expanded into a perfect glorious sphere of plasma that utterly engulfed the trio.
An afterimage recollection revealed - the instant before the white out the peaking sexual energy, like a powerful opposing gravity source, pushed the demons away from the lovely girl and she arched her back still further in utter orgasmic euphoria, crying out one last time in a final climatic scream of pure undiluted sexual release.
With her scream the blue-white sphere burned brighter still, the blue corona paling to a pure luminous-white. Completely obliterating the observers’ vision for a couple of seconds.
There was a great hissing roar as the energy began to disperse. Bursts of steam spread across the roof and sparks danced like fireworks, while arcs of lightning crackled and danced between the edges of the blinding sphere and the floor and railings at the edge of the roof. And then the sphere imploded.
It took a few seconds for the eyes of the assembled onlookers to clear and when they did, they were shocked by the remainder of the scene.
Everything was steaming. There was a sweet scent in their air, ocean-breeze freshness mixed with a fruity sweetness and the essence of female sex. Tiny flashes of electric current continued to dance around the flat roof and the railings that surrounded it, though they were already dissipating.

"Some show, huh?" Amano said.
He smirked as Nagumo and Akemi blinked afterimages from their eyes, looking around at the scene anxiously.
The steaming, partially vaporised carcass of Kumafukuroki littered the roof space. Zugaikotsuatamaki seemed to have been completely vaporised obliterated, by the little sister’s incredible climax.
"What happened?" Whimpered Akemi.
She was obviously fearing the worse for Amano's sister, the light residue etching on in her vision still half blinding her, she shivered in Nagumo’s embrace, who looked equally scared.
"Why did it...?"
He stopped short of finishing his question. Amano answered it for him anyway.
"You may not believe this, but we're not Human." He said, grinning.
Nagumo and Akemi pulled out of their mutual embrace and turned to look up at him in shocked surprise, not even reaching disbelief yet. However, those trains of disbelief and ridicule were cut short by a soft, enticingly cherubic and somewhat familiar chuckling that snatched their attention.
"I haven't come that good in a long time!" Amano’s sister laughed.
The gentle, excited feminine voice gave a long, light and happy sigh. The pale cloud of steam was parted by a sudden breeze and the young stunner was standing there, stretching lithely, arching her shapely back, hands up over her head with her fingers interlaced, working the aches and stresses from her tingling muscles.
Her clothes were all intact and all the liquid residues of sweat, demon lubrication and ejaculated cum had all seemed to have been completely evaporated.
The girl bent over, stretching again and involuntarily making her skirt ride up a little, her exposed and lovely pert ass was still glowing slightly with a pretty warmth as if she'd just been playfully spanked. She had a definite euphoric grin fixed on her face and was humming lightly to herself as she looked over the still steaming disintegrating carcass of Kumafukuroki.
Satisfied with the results, she righted herself, stretched her back once again, pulling herself right up onto the balls of her feet, and smoothed her sweater down over her ripe, jutting young breasts.
Another round to her.
"Hey, Megumi!" Amano shouted
He was still grinning with a warmth neither Nagumo or Akemi had really seen before, obviously proud of his little sister, and with a bulge in his pants that Akemi found herself eyeing once again, apparently made horny by the recent voyeuristic delights.
Megumi Amano turned with mild surprise and caught sight of the half-open door, and her blank look thawed to a divine, loving smile that instantly melted Nagumo’s heart.
Megumi, so that’s her name. Nagumo thought. It certainly suits her.
She skipped up from the rooftop, the warm air catching her in its gentle embrace and carrying her, in a graceful gravity defying levitation, over to her brother. Nagumo and Akemi were aghast by the distance she was able to travel through the air and not blind to the additional gravity to Amano’s assertion that they weren’t humans.
She as she leapt, her eyes fell on Kuroko, the annoying little grey-alien like friend, who was trying to clean up after a sympathetic orgasm of his own, which was spattered all over the inside of the door. Nagumo saw the girl’s eyes shift across to Akemi and a tiny frown darkened her lovely features and then when she looked at him, she almost glowed. Nagumo felt Akemi’s embrace tighten, as though possessively. Were these two hotties jealous or each other? Did this Megumi Amano really have a thing for him? Or had last night just been a cruel tease? No answer came to him and then she was inches away from him, her attention on Amano.
"Big brother! Were you watching? You perv..." She giggled.
He just grinned in response and she turned her attention to Nagumo and Akemi, who were now not quite clutching at each other, kneeling in the doorway.
She bent over them, hands on her luscious thighs, full breasts making her stretched dark-pink pullover bulge forward, and she looked from one to the other with a cheeky grin.
"Give you two some ideas?" She teased.
Then she cocked her head at Nagumo and his deeply blushing cheeks and she giggled again. She seemed like every single J-pop idol throughout history, all rolled into one.
"Standards going down?" Smirked Amano Jyaku. "You and that slime pot...?"
Kuroko, who was sitting on Jyaku's shoulder sniggered quietly.
Megumi turned her attention from the two Humans on the floor and cocked her head, grinning unashamedly at her big brother. Her eyes were little flames of post-orgasm glow, and there was a residual pleasured flush across her cheeks.
"That's the type you find here." She commented. "Probably after the Chojin, too."
She nodded her head in Nagumo's direction at the mention of "Chojin" and then stared directly at him.
"Chojin?" He repeated, looking at her with confused wonder.
Megumi, with a sudden notion, twirled around with perfect grace and poise to face her brother.
"I know!" She announced. "Let's take 'em to the beast-Realm to see the Elder."
Amano closed his eyes and frowned, mulling the idea over. Then he abruptly smiled at his lovely little sister.
"Good Idea!" He congratulated her, his eyes glistening with excitement. Then he looked down at Nagumo and Akemi.
"Wanna do it Nagumo?"
Nagumo stared back at him blankly, Akemi was still trying to take everything in and just knelt there looking from one face to the next, seeking understanding yet finding nothing.
"What's a 'beast-Realm'?" Nagumo asked, confused.

Epilogue - The Game.
The five of them headed back down the school's back stairs, Megumi leading the way with Jyaku taking up the rear. Kuroko was still riding along on Amano's shoulder and like Nagumo, was ogling the intensely erotic flexing of Megumi's lovely, tight little ass as she descended the stairs in her super tight micro-skirt.
Nagumo, now having seen the girl up close, and having seen her power as well as her beauty, realised that he actually felt intimidated by her. Sure, she was great to look at and he’d give his left nut to screw her, get his cock sucked, taste her pussy, suck her tits, even see her naked one more time. But he now recognised that he couldn’t see her as his girlfriend. She was too forward to gloriously sexual, and he had the impression that she would be demanding and hard work, and that he wouldn’t be able to keep up with her, or satisfy her. Compared to her, Akemi would be smooth sailing. His long-term crush already had feelings for him, was prepared to be sexual with him - she had proved as much on their date the previous evening. And... This Megumi might be the hottest thing he had ever set eyes on, and doubtless a great fuck. He could see her growing into and an obsessive distraction for him, however, Akemi Ito… his Akemi, was the real thing. He’d loved her since he first saw her and he knew that she would be reliable, trustworthy, sexy as anything and so goddamned beautiful!
"What's the count up to now, little sis?" Jyaku asked.
Megumi giggled softly and looked back up at him, winking playfully at Akemi as she answered.
"Oh, like a million-and-one, to me!" She joked, cockily.
"Count? What’s that all about?" Nagumo asked curiously.
"Only my undefeated record!"
The girl replied holding his gaze with hers, making his balls ache, and grinning back at him as if she knew it. Then she turned away as if that explained it all. Jyaku decided to elaborate.
"The Makai, those demons, have a game. Megumi’s the target and the prize. They've been coming after her in droves for centuries." He grinned. "Basically, the rules are whoever comes first, wins."
"And whoever comes second loses!" Megumi sang, still buzzing from her gratifying and murderous orgasm.
"Centuries?" Gasped Akemi, who seemed to be a few seconds behind the others. "How old are you?"
Megumi whipped around playfully, skipping carelessly backwards down the steep concrete stairs.
"It’s rude to ask a girl her age, you know!” She answered, sticking her tongue out and giggling again.
Akemi smarted, pursing her lips and cursing that she had ever felt sympathy for the little strumpet.
The End.
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