“Magnifique!” she exclaimed. “This youth’s turmoil gives moi the perfect chance to use mon magic, pixie-style!” Jumping up into the air, the teenager in leather swept the room with sparks from her bow.
“Let them experience the Mystique of Love: Voila!”
The Tendo place became lost in a fog around Ryoga. Flower petals wafted around him, to gently cling to him. The fog became the backdrop for the roses, Eiffel Tower, carnations, hansom carriages, orchids, the Arc de Triomphe, forget-me-nots, and the Seine.
Suddenly from behind the Louvre, a giant, and nude, onna-Soun rose up. Ryoga spouted two jet streams of blood from his nose. His speed took him out of his covering of flower petals supporting him, revealing that he was now naked. The flower petals had been actually moths.
Doing an out of control barrel roll, Ryoga lost what little sense of bearing he had. He landed with a splash on something rough but firm and spongy, in a dim, hot and humid place. The pleasurable heat kept him from becoming a pig, physically; it did change his member from soft to hard.
“Oh, my,” Kasumi said with a blush in her tone. Though they were soaked clear through, she still had on her clothes.
Ryoga screamed, and tried to hide his shame, but what he was laying on tumbling him over its surface.
“Soun is now licking him with her tongue,” Pixie Genma informed the eldest Tendo daughter. She was sitting beside her on toothless gums.
“It must be...uh, difficult, since, uh, Ryoga is, um, loose.” No sooner had Kasumi managed to say it, Soun’s giant tongue carried Ryoga up to the inside of her mouth, and took hold of him by his ankles with her lips. Once the boy was in her tender grasp, her tongue began stroking and wrapping the length of his naked body as she sucked on it.
“Soun learns quickly. But, then, ho-ho, she once had a wife that did similar techniques on him!”
“You mean mother? –Oh, my!!” she really blushed at that thought. She looked away from the incredible, lewd scene. She needed something else to think about. “What have you done to Father’s teeth!?!”
“Je made them retractable, but of course! All for the better to love!” Then she happily declared the reason for this spell, “Tres intense sensations imprints one upon another! Imprinting is bonding! Ce la voie de vie!”
Ryoga’s hand was over his aching sex for protection; it didn’t need any more stimulation!
His nosebleed like pre-cum, his incredible, the building blood pressure had his whole body feeling like an erect and excited cock. Never in his life had he been given a blowjob, and he was unlikely to get another like this. Would everything else be an anti-climax after this climax?
Mon Nov 08 21:25:27 2004