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Ninja Gaiden Koibito	By : Tycho Category: +A through F > Dead or Alive Views: 202668 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Bayoninja: Which Witch?

The ninja arched his back, every muscle in his body constricting in powerful spasms. His clear green eyes were open wide, looking up at the storm overhead. A bolt of lightning had formed some time ago, and was now crawling across the darkened sky. The brilliant white light snaked slowly along a jagged path with all the speed of a lethargic snail. The ninja knew this was not how it should be, but it was difficult to recall how lightning ought to behave. It had been so long since he had been anywhere but here, standing on this mystical stone arena suspended in the slowly broiling clouds. There was no measure of time here that meant anything to him.
The only constant was the pleasure.
“Unnngh!” The ninja grunted as his body continued straining. His arms above his head and his spread legs bulged with muscle, but the black strands of magic hair that had ensnared his limbs held fast, keeping the ninja in place. His hips jerked forward as more of the mystical hair encircled his engorged cock, the silky strands stroking his throbbing length with maddening speed. The shimmering hair issued from the witch standing in front of the ninja, her body as naked as the ninja’s. She wore only dark-rimmed glasses, and the eyes behind them were shining with desire as she directed her hair’s amorous assault on the ninja.
“Yes.” The witch hissed through her teeth, watching with rapt attention as her hair worked the ninja’s member. Her tongue played over her lips, and she could feel her arousal running down her inner thighs. “Yes.”
The ninja caught her gaze and the hunger they saw in each other’s eyes ended whatever playful teasing had precipitated his restraint. The hair slipped from his wrists and ankles and he rushed to her. She turned away from him at the last moment, bending over to present her shapely backside. The ninja slammed into her, knocking her forward onto the warm stone. The ninja crouched on top of her, mounting the witch at once. His long shaft drove deep into her, and she clawed at the stone with her fingernails, moaning as he filled her. The ninja growled with satisfaction, feeling the witch’s hot, wet embrace around his cock. He reached down and filled his hands with the witch’s ample rump. He rode her wildly, sending rippling waves through her lush buttocks.
The witch’s hair flowed around them, wrapping them both in a soft, warm cocoon as they contorted together. Tongues clashed, legs and arms entangled. Thrust and grind, suckling and biting, they pushed themselves further with each orgasm, their perfect bodies joined again and again.
The witch and the ninja, and an eternity of sexual euphoria.
And then it changed.
With a great shuddering and flash of light, the suspended raindrops overhead began to fall rapidly and the lightning flashed in the blink of an eye. The witch was atop the ninja, bouncing on him with such ferocity that neither of them took notice of the sudden change. The ninja lurched beneath her, filling her once again with his potent seed as they screamed in climax. The witch flung her head back, pressing her full breasts into the ninja’s hungry mouth to let him suckle her nipples as she savored every volley of his ejaculation within her.
“Bayonetta!”
Her name! How long had it been? But that had not been the ninja’s voice. No it had not been…
“I take it this is Ryu Hayabusa?”
The ninja’s brow furrowed. His name sounded so strange, almost a forgotten legend in his own mind. The voice that had spoken was not… Bayonetta’s. Yes, Bayonetta was the woman on him, though he could not recall the last time they had needed names. They had not needed such clumsy communication for time immemorial.
Ryu and Bayonetta turned to see a tall, slender woman standing in the middle of the arena. A magic portal was just closing beneath her feet. She was tall, nearly as tall as Bayonetta’s imposing female form, but her lithe body was wrapped in a scarlet suit. Her pale complexion matched the short platinum blond atop her head. A pair of glasses was raised up above her eyes to rest in her silver locks.
“Jea—Jeanne?” Bayonetta struggled to recall the name, shaking her head as though to reorganize the memories within. “I’m not sure how…”
“How I’m here?” Jeanne grinned with devilish glee. “No spell lasts forever. Your time dilation just ended.”
“No, that can’t be.” Bayonetta’s eyes widened in disbelief. “If that’s true, we’ve been in here for…”
“Yes indeed.” Jeanne’s eyes gleamed with mischief. “Makes your stint at the bottom of that lake seem like a quick nap in comparison, doesn’t it?”
“How long?” Ryu asked, glancing around for his gear. He saw the Dragon Sword lying beside Jeanne, but the rest of his gear was nowhere to be seen.
“We’re both better off not thinking about it.” Bayonetta waved a finger at him. “Trust me on that one, dear.”
“Let’s just say it’s a good thing your sword is unaffected by little things like the passage of time, unlike your other accoutrements.” Jeanne shrugged. “Oh, and I’m Jeanne by the way.”
“An Umbra Witch.” Ryu nodded, his memories starting to come back to the fore.
“So, have room for one more?” Jeanne said, peeling off her red suit to reveal a lithe, toned body.
It did not even occur to Ryu to question her. Sex seemed as natural as breathing to him by now, but Bayonetta explained Jeanne’s offer to him as she dismounted him and Ryu stood with her.
“Little time has passed for your friends in your own world, Ryu.” Bayonetta said, glancing at Jeanne as she came to stand next to her. “When you return, you will all face a great trial before you can begin your quest. Jeanne and I will use our magic to charge the Dragon Essence as much as we can to see you through it, but you must waste no time joining with the women the Dragon Essence draws to you.”
“Sonia,” Ryu spoke the CIA agents name almost without thinking.
“She’ll be a fine start at least.” Bayonetta nodded. “Go on then, Jeanne. Time is of the essence now, oddly enough.”
“I thought you’d never ask.” Jeanne brazenly pressed herself against Ryu and kissed him full on the mouth, her left hand reaching down to grab the base of his shaft. Ryu embraced her, sensing only a woman desiring pleasure from him, and he was more than willing to oblige. She jumped up onto him, and he caught her firm butt in his hands as her legs wrapped around the small of his back. She guided him into her and promptly began churning her hips against his groin, working his cock around inside her tight sheath.
“Oh! I see why you’ve taken such a shine to this one!” Jeanne moaned, feeling Ryu’s manhood moving deep inside her. “A shame I wasn’t here the whole time…oooh!”
“Like me, Jeanne doesn’t have need of the Dragon Essence.” Bayonetta spoke over her fellow witch’s cries of pleasure. “But we can augment your reserves just the same. Sex with an Umbra Witch truly is magic itself.”
“Indeed… Nnnnnghhaa!” Ryu grunted, thrusting hard into Jeanne’s slender, naked body. It was so strange to feel a different woman wrapped around him, he and Bayonetta had become so attuned to each other over the… well, he scarcely dared contemplate how long their tryst had lasted.
Bayonetta pressed herself up against Jeanne’s back and nuzzled her friend’s neck playfully. Jeanne cooed as she felt Bayonetta’s tongue slide up to her ear. Ryu leaned forward and ran his own tongue over Jeanne’s throat, and the witch arched her head back joyfully. Bayonetta and Ryu pressed against her from front and back, kissing and caressing Jeanne while the ninja’s cock continued working her womanhood into a froth of pleasure. It wasn’t long before her body succumbed.
“Oh yes, this is it!” Jeanne cried out as she came, her vessel constricting around Ryu’s rod as it pumped his essence into her.
“Rrrghhh!” Ryu growled, pressing his forehead against Jeanne’s as he came inside her. He could feel Jeanne’s unique energy flow into him as the Dragon Essence was amplified.
“Ah, now see?” Bayonetta grinned at Ryu’s look of euphoria. “Every new woman will make the Dragon Essence even more powerful, just as I said.”
“That was something.” Jeanne breathed deeply, just enjoying the feeling of Ryu’s manhood throbbing inside her in the afterglow of her climax. “Ryu, we really must do this again sometime. And by ‘again’ I mean a very, very great many times.”
“Indeed.” Ryu nodded, knowing that he would ravish her endlessly if given the chance.
“Well then, let’s send the ninja on his way before you convince me to cast another time dilation spell and we end up having a millennia-long threesome.” Bayonetta said, tapping her foot impatiently for a moment before Ryu and Jeanne looked over at her with a very familiar gleam in their eyes. “Oh, well I suppose… if you insist…”

* * *

A finite eternity of pleasure passed with the threesome in constant union.
“Oh AAAHHHH!” Jeanne cried out, her slender body shaking uncontrollably as Bayonetta’s tongue lapped at her clit, sending the blond witch into a prolonged orgasm.
“Mmmmphhhh!!!” Bayonetta moaned into the other witch’s nether lips, her hands clasping Jeanne’s firm buttocks and feeling them quiver with each orgasmic spasm.
“Unnghhaa!” Ryu grunted, riding Bayonetta from behind. Jeanne leaned forward, pulling Ryu into a lustful kiss just as he drove himself and Bayonetta toward their own climax.
They were a tangle of arms and legs, grinding and thrusting together from one orgasm to the next.
There was a sudden thundering crash as Bayonetta’s time spell broke into a shower of light around them.
“Oh… well, I suppose it’s time…” Bayonetta sighed, her hands still groping Jeanne’s breasts.
“Au contraire,” Jeanne interrupted with a shake of her head as she mounted Ryu’s hard cock. A sultry groan of pleasure escaped her lips, her long torso twisting as she began rolling her hips. “… this one is on me.”
And with a flourish of her hand, Jeanne cast her own time dilation spell.

* * *

When Jeanne’s spell finally broke, Ryu had her pinned beneath him, rutting into her wildly while Bayonetta played with his testicles and fingered herself in time with his thrusts. Jeanne could never have imagined such pleasure, not on such a scale as this. And to think that Bayonetta had already experienced such an epoch of ecstasy before! It was a wonder the three of them had survived with their sanity intact.
“Oh! AH! Nnnnghaaa!!!” Jeanne moaned loudly, pressing her forehead against the stone floor. She gritted her teeth as Ryu’s cock hammered the furthest depths of her vessel, filling her with pleasure and heat as he had done for so, so long. And as he had done so many times before, he drove her to a climax that still took her breath away.
With a long, luxurious shuddering orgasm, Ryu rolled off of Jeanne and allowed Bayonetta to crawl on top of him, sliding his shaft into her slit with effortless accuracy of unimaginable practice.
“Yes… I think… now we can finally…” Jeanne shook her head, trying to clear her mind, trying to remember the long lost nuances of verbal communication. “We should really get him back to his world and…”
“Or…” Bayonetta gave her a sweaty grin over her shoulder as she began bouncing on Ryu’s throbbing cock. “I could do this…”
Another time spell enveloped the three of them and a smiling Jeanne dove toward Bayonetta, her lips searching for the raven-haired witch’s nipples.

* * *

“Again.” Ryu growled, and the two witches felt a furnace ignite in their core as they saw the look in his eyes. Without thinking, they both cast the spell simultaneously a moment before the ninja’s muscular body pulled their supple bodies to him.

* * *

The double-spell lasted far longer than either witch could have predicted, far longer than the sum of two, but at last it shattered around the threesome.
“Ryu, oh yes!” Jeanne screamed, grinding her nether lips on Ryu’s shaft.
“Ryu, darling!” Bayonetta moaned, grinding herself against him as well, with Ryu’s manhood tightly squeezed between their hot, wet flesh.
And it was then, as the three of them came together, as Ryu plunged first into Jeanne and then into Bayonetta to properly complete their orgasms; it was then that he saw the face for the first time in… far too long.
It was a young woman, velvety ginger hair waving in the breeze and beautiful hazel eyes shining with love. Her name… what was her name?
“KASUMI!” Ryu roared, pouring his seed into Bayonetta as she shook with him. He fell back onto his haunches and covered his face with his hands.
Bayonetta and Jeanne shared a meaningful look and went to him, wrapping their arms around Ryu’s broad shoulders in a warm embrace.
“Now it’s time to go.” Bayonetta whispered, kissing Ryu’s temple. There was a bittersweet tone under her words.
Jeanne released Ryu and stood, moving her hands in a complex series of motions that created a twirling vortex of magical blue energy above Ryu. The concentration necessary for the spell helped keep the tears at bay, and kept the perpetual desires of her body in check just enough to hold her steady.
“Time to get dressed.” Jeanne said as Bayonetta pulled Ryu to his feet.
Jeanne’s magic fell over Ryu’s nude body, leaving him clean and suddenly wearing a perfect recreation of his ninja garb. Wearing clothes felt completely foreign to him now, but after a few stretches, Ryu decided he could tolerate the coverings in time. He bowed in thanks to Jeanne, whose platinum blond hair was now long enough to reach her shapely bottom. While the Dragon Essence had kept Ryu’s body in perfect, unchanging condition during sex, Bayonetta and Jeanne’s immortality was inherent to their mystical nature. He had a very limited understanding of the Umbra Witches in general, but if Bayonetta’s magical hair was any indication, it was not simply time that had made Jeanne’s hair grow so long; indeed if it grew as a mortal woman’s hair grew, Jeanne’s would have filled this ethereal plane in its entirety. And Bayonetta’s hair had not changed in length at all. Surely there was something else to it.
“If I may say, you look beautiful.” Ryu complimented her as he finished his bow.
“Did you hear, Bayonetta?” Jeanne laughed, “He has unspeakably wild sex with me for a millennium or two, and NOW he thinks I’m pretty! Thank you, Ryu, I do appreciate that. Do you like the hair? I decided to lengthen it a little.”
“Indeed, it suits you well.” Ryu nodded. The two witches had wrapped him in their hair many times, the black and silver strands had been a marvelously soft cushion during their more extreme sex positions, and had in fact been used to restrain him for their amusement while they pleasured his immobilized body. He had become very, very fond of long hair.
“Oh, it’s gorgeous, of course!” Bayonetta handed Ryu the Dragon Sword and then placed the back of her hand against her forehead in an exaggerated gesture of dismay. “But give it a few centuries, Jeanne, and you won’t be able to stand keeping track of all that hair. Trust me, it is a nightmare.”
Ryu held the Dragon Sword in his hands for a long moment, slowly remembering the feel of the hilt in his palms, the perfect balance of the curved blade. He had forgotten how it had felt. A great deal of training would be in order upon his return. With a deep breath he moved to fasten the Dragon Sword on his back when Jeanne pointed to it.
“Then why not let Ryu give you a trim?”
“Goodness, you think I should?” Bayonetta reached up to feel the tall cone of wrapped hair towering on her head. “You don’t mind, do you, Ryu?”
“I have never used my blade to style a woman’s hair.” Ryu said uncertainly. “And it has been… quite some time since I have wielded the Dragon Sword. I am unsure if…”
“Oh, I know precisely what I want!” Bayonetta grinned, ignoring his reluctance. “That assassin lady-friend of yours has exceptionally sexy hair, wouldn’t you say?”
“Christie?” Ryu asked.
“That’s the one exactly.” Bayonetta gestured to her hair. “Go on, then.”
“Very well.” Ryu took a deep breath. “Do not move.”
A blur of shining blade and it was done.
“Well?” Bayonetta asked Jeanne, shaking her head as her newly trimmed hair shimmered. It fanned beautifully just above her shoulders, very reminiscent of Christie’s stylish look. Ryu almost sighed in relief; perhaps his skills had not waned as much as he had feared.
“If you’ll excuse us, Ryu.” Jeanne said breathily, her eyes glued to Bayonetta. “I’ll need some time to properly convey to Bayonetta just how sexy her new look truly is.”
“You’ll see us again soon enough, now off you go, my boy!” Bayonetta gestured and a portal opened beneath Ryu’s feet and he fell into the twirling light. The last he saw of them was Jeanne tackling Bayonetta to the ground and kissing her passionately while their hands roamed over each other’s lithe naked bodies.
It was a fair farewell gift.
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