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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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Ninja Quest: Virtua Lover Pai Chan

“So…” Mila spoke over the constant thrum of the helicopter as the craft skimmed over the glistening waves of the sea. “You must be Ayane.”
The violet haired kunoichi inclined her head in a subtle nod, her face neutral. She sat across from Mila in the passenger compartment. Ryu and Tina were both up front in the cockpit with the pilot, presumably contacting Helena over the radio. Mila fidgeted under Ayane’s steady gaze, wishing she weren’t alone with the deadly ninja. The fact that Ayane hadn’t said a word to her since the flight had started was making Mila a bit nervous.
“Tina tells me you’ve known Ryu a long time.” Mila tried again to start a conversation.
Ayane nodded again, slowly, with her unblinking eyes still boring into Mila.
“She says you’re very close to him.” Mila went on cautiously. “She says you and your sister are Ryu’s…uh…um…” she trailed off, realizing she didn’t know the right word. “…are, uh… are you two his… wives…?”
Ayane’s face was completely impassive.
“…or something?” Mila swallowed hard, feeling incredibly awkward. “I just mean…well, I want you to know that even though Ryu and I, uh… you know… did it… that there isn’t anything going on between us.” Mila forced a smile, laughing nervously. “I mean, beside some really awesome sex…” she caught herself and bit her lip. She glanced down at the twin short-katanas secured on Ayane’s belt and swallowed with a dry throat. “You’re not, upset are you?”
With intimidating deliberateness, Ayane slowly stood and crossed over toward Mila, who began pressing herself back into her seat, bracing for an attack. Ayane leaned down, bringing her nose to nose with Mila, the kunoichi’s crimson eyes smoldering.
“Upset?” Ayane spoke for the first time, her voice deadly soft. “You have no idea.”
“Oh crap.” Mila closed her eyes, waiting for the end.

* * *

“Roger that, Helena.” Tina spoke loudly into the handheld mic. “We’re just a few minutes out.”
“I look forward to… discussing business with you again, Ms. Armstrong.” Helena’s voice crackled over the cockpit speakers.
“You and your euphemisms.” Tina laughed, giving Ryu beside her a wink. “See you soon.”
Ryu watched as Tina signed off, replacing the microphone and giving the pilot a slap on the shoulder.
“Thanks for he lift, hombre.” Tina said happily.
“Yes, ma’am.” The pilot nodded curtly.
“Oh no. He called me ma’am!” Tina whispered to Ryu as they turned to the cockpit door to leave. “Makes me feel old. Never call me ma’am, Ryu.”
“Agreed.” Ryu nodded, sliding the door open for Tina.
They found Mila screaming for her life.
Ayane was on her knees between Mila’s legs. Mila’s sparring shorts had been pulled down around her ankles and Ayane was now in the process of fellating Mila with all her exquisite skill.
“I can’t stop coming!” Mila wailed, her hands in Ayane’s velvety hair, pulling the kunoichi’s face harder against her womanhood. “You’re so GOOD! Ayane, YES!!!”
“Huh.” Tina raised an eyebrow, watching Mila convulsing violently. Only the sturdy safety belts across her waist and torso kept her from flying out of her seat. Tina gave Ryu a poke in the side and leaned over to whisper in his ear. “You haven’t gotten down and dirty with Ayane since you got back.”
Ryu glanced sharply at Tina in surprise. “How do you know?”
“She’s eating Mila out like a starving madwoman.” Tina grinned, gesturing to Ayane as she continued her work between Mila’s legs, seemingly oblivious to Tina and Ryu’s presence, as well as Mila’s pleas for mercy. “That’s a girl with some serious pent-up desires. You better get her laid sooner rather than later, or she’s gonna snap.”
“When the time is right.” Ryu took a deep breath. His desire for Ayane was intense as ever, but he sensed a need to refrain.
“AAAAHHHH!!!” Mila wailed, straining against her seatbelt as she continued to orgasm.
Finally Ayane pulled back, her lips releasing Mila’s clit with a savory smacking sound. Without stimulation, Mila’s orgasm began to fade. Her body relaxed, sinking into the cushions of the seat. Ayane stood, licking her lips as she looked down into Mila’s eyes.
“Let that be a lesson to you.” Ayane glared down at her. Mila nodded vaguely, obviously confused, and did not say anything; her head was still spinning from the rush of endorphins. Ayane spun on her heel, turning her back to Mila and facing Ryu and Tina, giving them an impish smile and a wink.
“Oh, Tina!” Mila finally noticed the wrestler and ninja standing a few feet away. “Hey, Ryu. Ayane and I were just…uh, getting to know each other.”
“Clearly.” Tina nodded, suppressing a smile at Ayane’s teasing of Mila. “Are you ok?”
“These ninjas are gonna kill me.” Mila took a deep breath, reaching down to pull her shorts back up. “I love it!”

* * *

They set down on the Freedom Survivor’s helipad at dusk. Ryu stepped out first, followed by Tina. Mila came out next, with Ayane providing rear guard. As they headed for Helena’s luxury cabin, Mila kept glancing back nervously at Ayane, half expecting the kunoichi to jump her at any moment and go down on her again. To Mila’s disappointment, she did not.
Tina swung the door open without knocking, a habit Ryu had come to expect from her. The sight inside, however, was a bit outside the norm for even Ryu.
Jann Lee and Leifang, both stark naked, were tangled together in the middle of the room on a lush carpet. Their bodies coiled around each other in erotic positions that only the most seasoned of sex-masters could attempt without grievous injury. Ryu’s instinctive embarrassment on walking in on them was somewhat lessened by just how impressed he was with their performance. Leifang wrapped herself around Jann Lee, her supple body undulating with effortless grace. Jann Lee’s muscular body moved with strong, decisive motions, contrasting and complimenting Leifang’s movements perfectly.
Helena sat at her desk, watching them carefully, wearing an elegant blue dress. Kokoro was at her side in a beautiful kimono, her cheeks red as she too watched with rapt attention as Jann Lee and Leifang made love on the floor before them. Hitomi, clad in a simple white t-shirt and jeans, was standing just to the side of the entangled lovers, narrating the action.
“See there?” Hitomi asked rhetorically. “He just transitioned from the Indian Handstand to the Lotus Blossom seamlessly.”
“Oh, bonjour, Ryu!” Helena called, noticing the ninja and his fellow arrivals. Kokoro waved but remained silent, her eyes still on Jann Lee’s naked body.
“Forgive the intrusion.” Ryu bowed.
“Dang, Hitomi, you renting out these two for private parties?” Tina asked, winking at Leifang and Jann Lee.
“Greetings,” Leifang said breathlessly, still grinding herself of Jann Lee’s cock.
“Ryu… Ladies…” Jann Lee nodded awkwardly, his voice strained with pleasure.
“Hitomi believed a practical demonstration would best illustrate the merit of her proposal.” Helena explained.
“Proposal?” Tina asked.
“I want to get Jann Lee into the Rumble Roses XXX league.” Hitomi took a deep breath. “With me as his manager. Actually I’m asking Helena to feature an exhibition run featuring him that’s targeted specifically for the Asian market.”
“There’s a billion or two potential ticket sales.” Tina nodded in understanding. “You have enough women contestants to support it yet?”
“Well Leifang, Makoto and Aigle are ready to go.” Hitomi said, counting on her fingers. “I’m trying to get Yasha involved, and then there’s Leifang’s new friend… uh… what’s her name?”
“Pai Chan, OH!” Leifang gasped as Jann Lee’s manhood worked deeper into her.
Ryu tensed as a familiar impulse surged through him. Even as she began to orgasm, Leifang noticed his reaction and pumped a fist in the air. “I knew it! I knew she would be one! I knew…OOOOOH!!!”
Leifang and Jann Lee shuddered together, completely engrossed in their climax. Realizing that Leifang was otherwise engaged, Hitomi turned to Ryu.
“You’ll find Pai Chan down in the gym, Ryu.” She explained. “Three decks down on the starboard side. I told her all about the Dragon Essence, and she’s ready and willing.”
“What?” Leifang gasped, finally recovering from her orgasm. She dismounted Jann Lee and stood, pointing an accusing finger at Hitomi. “We agreed that she should only be told once we knew for certain that she could receive the Dragon Essence! What if Ryu didn’t feel the impulse? You promised her eternal youth and health, but what if we were wrong?”
“Oh, unsinn!” Hitomi waved away the objection. “She’s going to get it, so what’s the difference!”
“Ugh!” Leifang shook her head in exasperation and then turned to Ryu. “Allow me to shower quickly, and I will accompany you down to see Pai Chan. I can’t just send a stranger down to have sex with her, despite what Hitomi likely thinks.”
Hitomi rolled her eyes, but managed to bite her tongue. Ryu nodded and glanced over to Jann Lee who shrugged his shoulders in a silent “what can you do?” gesture.

* * *

Leaving the others to dine, Leifang led Ryu deeper into the cruise ship. She had put on a classic red cheongsam dress, and her long dark hair was braided smartly, bouncing lively as she strode down the elaborately furnished corridors. Ryu could tell she was still upset, and decided to attempt to calm her before reaching the gym.
“It is a very brave thing to enter the Rumble Roses XXX.” He said, remembering vividly his own reluctance. “I myself feared such a public exposure of intimate actions.”
“Thank you,” Leifang’s shoulders relaxed as she smiled humbly. “That is kind of you to say.”
“What convinced you to enter?” Ryu asked.
“Hitomi.” Leifang replied, tensing again. “She said that my skills in pleasure deserved to be seen by all.”
“High praise from a loved friend.” Ryu said softly.
Leifang relaxed again, nodding in agreement. “I love Hitomi, Ryu, I do. But she tests my patience as no one else can! Well…” She shrugged. “… aside from Jann Lee.”
“Both your dearest lovers.” Ryu observed.
“Perhaps that says more about me than them.” Leifang giggled, reaching over to take Ryu’s hand and giving it a loving squeeze. “I always believed I would find myself with a strong, quiet and noble man.”
“Jann Lee meets all those qualifications.” Ryu said, raising an eyebrow.
“He is strong, quiet and he is as honorable and true as any man can be,” Leifang acknowledged. “But he is impulsive and willful. I used to yearn for an impossible ideal of the peaceful warrior, the stoic philosopher and the passionate lover. In truth the kind of man I always dreamed of was… a man like you, Ryu.”
“Leifang…” Ryu found himself at a loss for words.
“Thank you, Ryu.” Leifang’s bright smile pushed past the tension in the air. “I do feel better. You dispatch demons and angst with equal aplomb.”
They arrived at the gym, Leifang opened the doors silently. A girl sat cross legged in the middle of the room on a sparring mat, meditating. She had a nearly identical build to Leifang’s, slender and fit with rich dark hair that was braided into two long ponytails that trailed freely over her shoulders, while Leifang’s ponytails were curled behind her ears. Ryu felt the Dragon Essence attraction, but he had mastered himself against impulsive actions.
Another odd sensation filled him, however, as though he had seen this girl before, but he was certain they had never met.
Then she opened her large, dark eyes and a warm, radiant smile lit up her face as she saw Leifang. Pai Chan sprang to her feet effortlessly, exhibiting a finely honed athleticism, and rushed to greet them.
“Leifang!” Pai Chan embraced her with an enthusiastic hug that Leifang returned with equal affection. Pai Chan pulled away, holding Leifang’s hands in her own and looking her up and down. “You look as beautiful as ever!”
“You are too kind.” Leifang blushed. “I surely look the part of an old maid next to such a gorgeous movie star as you, Pai Chan!”
Now Ryu knew where he had seen Pai Chan before; on a television in Leifang and Jann Lee’s apartment, showing the most popular new Hong Kong martial arts movies. Pai Chan had starred in the most well received and authentic films in the genre.
“Ryu Hayabusa.” Pai Chan turned to him and bowed deeply. “I am Pai Chan.”
Ryu returned her bow, pleasantly surprised to sense such sincerity and humility in a famous celebrity.
“This is something new to me, Ryu.” Pai Chan blushed, looking nervously to Leifang. “I do not make a habit of meeting men for sex. Please do not think poorly of me.”
“Not at all.” Ryu reached out his open hand. “I cannot explain entirely, but know that in doing this, you are defending everything and everyone you hold dear.”
Pai Chan looked him in the eye, studying his earnest resolve for a moment. Then she placed her hand in his offered palm. He closed his fingers around her slender hand, giving her a reassuring squeeze.
“Hitomi said she explained what happens.” Leifang said, trying to hide her frustration with her lover. “What did she say?”
“She said that Ryu and I will have sex,” Pai Chan gave Ryu’s hand a squeeze as she smiled embarrassedly. “If we both climax at the same time, then I receive the Dragon Essence. Is that correct?”
“It is.” Leifang nodded.
“Ryu,” Pai Chan slipped her hand from his and took a step closer to him, looking up into his eyes. “When I saw you in the Rumble Roses XXX last season, I must say I developed a crush. The way you made love to all those women, your strength and stamina… I can’t tell you how many times I pleasured myself watching you.”
Ryu shifted on his feet, disarmed by Pai Chan’s honesty paired with her innocent, youthful personality.
“I just want you to know, that I do want this; not just for the Dragon Essence. You don’t know me, but watching you with all those women, I feel that I know you.” Pai Chan reached up and placed her hand against Ryu’s strong jaw. “I want you to know me.”
Ryu drew her to him, pressing her slender body against his. Pai Chan inhaled sharply, a thrill of excitement shooting through her. She could feel Ryu’s stiffening manhood pressing against her beneath the ninja’s combat suit. She leaned in, kissing him gently, letting her lips flutter against his in a tentative flirtation. Ryu felt another pair of hands unbuckling his suit, and he turned to see Leifang working at the fastenings. She looked back at him with a mischievous smile.
“Pai Chan is my friend, Ryu.” Leifang grinned at him. “I want to be a part of this.”
“She also wants a little revenge sex against Jann Lee and Hitomi since they let the cat out of the bag about the Dragon Essence without consulting her first.” Pai Chan observed with a twinkle in her eyes. “And before you protest, I insist that Leifang joins us, Ryu.”
“I would not oppose two such persuasive women.” Ryu relented. It would be good to have Leifang at his side this first time with Pai Chan; Tina had been invaluable with Mila, after all. Of course, the prospect of a threesome with two nubile Chinese girls played no small part in his reasoning.
Ryu stood still with his arms outstretched, letting Pai Chan and Leifang undress him. The moved with fluid grace, peeling off his ninja garb with deliberate care. Pai Chan gasped as she tugged off his under garment, and Leifang nudged her out of her stupor. Then the girls slipped off their clothes, their creamy skin faultless. As the last parcels of fabric fell to the floor, Ryu studied their nude bodies before him, side by side. It was almost shocking how identical they were physically. Ryu might have assumed they were sisters, as they were as alike as Anesthesia and Lisa. And as they moved toward Ryu, they each exhibited the same gentle gracefulness.
Pai Chan ran her hands over Ryu’s chest while Leifang moved behind him, caressing his back. Ryu brought his hands up, cupping Pai Chan’s soft breasts and gently massaging them. She inhaled deeply, savoring his touch. Leifang pressed herself against Ryu’s back, her arms around him, her hands tracing the perfectly defined contours of his abs. Pai Chan smiled, her hands joining Leifang’s as they caressed his chiseled torso. Leifang then grabbed Pai Chan’s wrists and pulled her up against Ryu.
“Oh!” Pai Chan gasped as Ryu’s erect shaft pressed against her abs. She shivered as her breasts compressed against Ryu’s muscular chest.
Sandwiched between Leifang and Pai Chan’s naked bodies, Ryu was content to let them lead. Leifang made the first move, beginning to bend her knees and then straighten back up, rubbing her breasts against Ryu’s back. Pai Chan joined in, and Ryu was lavished with the sensations as the two Asian vixens rubbed their naked bodies up and down his. Pai Chan’s toned abs slid against his manhood, and a light sheen of sweat lubricated the wonderful friction.
Suddenly Ryu felt Leifang’s slender fingers grab his sac from behind, playing with his testicles as she continued rubbing her body against his. Pai Chan grinned as Ryu’s cock convulsed between their bodies in response to Leifang’s ministrations. With a playful wink, Pai Chan sank down to her knees, with Ryu’s engorged cock throbbing before her eyes. She wrapped both hands around the shaft and began stroking him, her hands working in opposite directions and with asynchronous rhythms. The pleasure was unbelievable, and Ryu staggered on his feet for a moment. Leifang’s hand groped his sac more aggressively, working in perfect concert with what Pai Chan’s hands were doing to him.
“Pai Chan and I have been training together for the last few weeks.” Leifang whispered seductively. “In our martial arts and… other things. What do you think so far?”
“Impressive.” Ryu nodded, feeling a building pressure in his loins. “Very impressive… indeed. But I too have trained as of late.”
He descended down to his knees, and Leifang followed him, her hand slipping from his sac. He leaned forward, pushing Pai Chan down onto her back on the sparring mat and spreading her legs. Ryu reached behind him and coaxed Leifang around to lie next to Pai Chan. Leifang spread her legs as well and Ryu reached out with either hand, plunging his fore and middle fingers into both Leifang and Pai Chan. Both girls arched their backs, their creamy breasts heaving as they moaned at his touch.
“Oh, Leifang!” Pai Chan grabbed Leifang’s hand, squeezing tightly as she bore down against Ryu’s probing fingers. “He knows… what he’s doing, doesn’t he?”
“Mmmmm… yes he does.” Leifang cooed, giving Ryu a look that set his blood on fire. Ryu’s thumb caressed the nub of her clit, and Leifang nearly rose off the floor with a wail of pleasure. “Aaaaah! YES!”
“I wanted to draw this out a little longer…” Pai Chan licked her lips, feeling Ryu’s fingers stroking deep inside her. “But I can’t wait any longer.”
“Go ahead, Ryu!” Leifang nodded, sweat beading her brow. She pulled his hand from her cleft and turned onto her side toward Pai Chan. She reached over, massaging Pai Chan’s soft bosom. “Get inside her.”
Ryu moved between Pai Chan’s legs, his fingers spreading her womanhood as he moved in for the consummation. Leifang’s mouth watered as she watched Ryu’s shaft sink slowly into Pai Chan’s quivering nether lips. Pai Chan took him into herself with a strangled cry of ecstasy, inch after inch of his hard cock filling her with throbbing masculine flesh.
“I’ve never had one like THIS!” Pai Chan hissed through her teeth, her hands moving over Ryu’s broad shoulders while he sank to the hilt within her. “Leifang tried to tell me….ooooh…. but I had no idea!”
Ryu lay atop her, his chest compressing Pai Chan’s breasts. She wrapped her legs around his lower back, crossing her ankles over his muscular butt. Leifang sat beside them, rubbing herself as she watched with rapt attention.
“I’m ready, Ryu.” Pai Chan looked him in the eye bravely. “Give me the Dragon Essence.”
“Brace yourself.” Ryu growled. He bucked hard into her, his cock pounding fast and deep inside Pai Chan’s hot sheath. She was a skilled and practiced lover, and Ryu knew she could take it, and he suspected that she yearned for hard sex. He was not mistaken.
“Yes, that’s it!” Pai Chan gave him a strained smile, nodding enthusiastically as he pounded her. “I’m not a delicate flower! I’m a woman! That’s it! HARDER!”
Ryu answered her demands and more, his hips working at a fever pitch, their skin slapping loudly as they joined in brutal sex. Leifang fingered herself furiously, keeping pace with them. Her heart thundered in her chest as she watched Ryu rutting into Pai Chan’s lithe, naked body. And as the pleasure built between her legs, Leifang could not hold herself back.
“Yaaaaah!” Leifang charged into Ryu without warning, rolling him over onto his back and bringing Pai Chan on top of him. Leifang swung around and straddled Ryu’s face without explanation, but the ninja required none. She lowered her dripping wet slit onto Ryu’s waiting mouth and he began ravishing her, his tongue lapping at her clitoris with an expertise that made her scream.
Pai Chan immediately started riding Ryu’s cock, her nubile body undulating wildly as she churned his thick, hard shaft inside her. Leifang caught her eye and both girls embraced on top of Ryu’s prone form, kissing passionately as Ryu pleasured them both. Leifang’s hand slipped down to rub Pai Chan’s clit, and Pai Chan returned the favor, rubbing Leifang’s nub, allowing Ryu to send his tongue deep into Leifang’s womanhood. Ryu listened to Leifang and Pai Chan moan and whimper with the pleasure his cock and tongue were giving them. The gyrations of Pai Chan’s hips were working Ryu’s loins to the tipping point, and he could feel her beginning to tighten around him in pre-orgasmic spasms. Wanting Leifang to join them in crucial moment, Ryu fastened his lips around her clit and sucked hard on the sensitive nub.
“RYU!” Leifang squealed, her eyes shut tight and tears streaming down her cheeks as she came.
“Ryu, I’m… I’m going to…” Pai Chan’s voice rose to a high-pitched squeak. A tsunami of pleasure crashed through her, her toned body shaking wildly atop Ryu’s throbbing cock.
Ryu bucked up into her, his climax erupting from his manhood deep in Pai Chan’s vessel. As his loins pumped each spasmodic deluge, he could feel the Chinese girl’s inner muscles squeezing his shaft, milking his cock for more. He had been with so many women, each beautiful and vivacious, and each with a unique and wonderful sensual signature. Pai Chan quivered on Ryu’s manhood as it filled her with his seed as well as a flood of energy that permeated her entire body.
“Oh…my…” Pai Chan whispered, feeling her ebbing orgasm replaced with a rejuvenating feeling unlike anything she had ever experienced. “Leifang, they didn’t tell me it would be so… Leifang?”
Pai Chan saw that Leifang’s face was a picture of excruciating pleasure, her cheeks streaked with tears of joy and sheer physical strain. It took Pai Chan a moment, but she quickly realized the violent spasms racking Leifang’s body were her continuing orgasm.
“You’re still coming!” Pai Chan giggled, eliciting a withering glare from Leifang, who couldn’t speak beyond the guttural moans as she continued to orgasm. “You need to come with Ryu, right?” A wicked grin spread across Pai Chan’s otherwise angelic face. “I don’t know, Leifang… I’m getting pretty comfortable with this thing inside me.” She rolled her hips, letting Ryu’s cock churn inside her. “Mmmmm…. I’m not sure I want to get off him yet.”
Suddenly Leifang grabbed Pai Chan by the throat and pulled her forward, pressing their foreheads together. Leifang’s normally calm eyes were wide open, filled with raw animalistic lust and rage. Pai Chan didn’t even blink, she just grinned. “I knew there was a wild girl in you, Leifang! Get on this thing!”
Pai Chan dismounted Ryu and pulled Leifang off his face, his lips releasing Leifang’s clit with a satisfying pop. Leifang mounted him, leaning down to brace her hands on his knees while she set her creamy butt bouncing on his cock. Pai Chan lay between Ryu’s thighs beneath Leifang’s arched torso. She moved in, her lips covering Ryu’s right testicle. She rolled her tongue around the sphere while Leifang continued riding the ninja, then moved her tongue up Ryu’s shaft to lap at Leifang’s clitoris as she bounced avidly.
Ryu filled his hands with Leifang’s beautiful butt, massaging her glutes as she worked herself on him with a desperation that was in complete contradiction of her normally graceful, measured self. As Leifang was still locked in her orgasm, her womanhood was like a vice around Ryu’s shaft, squeezing him so tightly he was amazed she was able to ride him as fast as she was managing. The sensation was incredible, her hot, wet flesh stroking his cock, her juices flowing down his shaft and testicles in glistening rivulets. Ryu had no intention of tormenting Leifang, and he let his body respond to her voracious undulations without resistance. Within minutes, the building excitement in his loins was becoming a maelstrom of pleasure, and with a forceful lurch of his hips, Ryu came.
“Leifang! Aaargh!” Ryu growled his release, his fingers digging into Leifang’s perfectly sculpted backside.
Pai Chan had once again covered his testicle with her lips, and she giggled as it leapt in her mouth. She could sense the potent flood of Ryu’s seed flowing up through his shaft and into Leifang’s quivering womanhood. Pai Chan moved her lips quickly to Leifang’s clitoris, nibbling her friend’s nub as her perpetual orgasm was at last fulfilled.
“Ungha! YES! Oh, RYU!” Leifang wailed, her eyes going wide and shining bright with satisfaction. Her entire body tingled with pleasure as she savored each strong, hot eruption of Ryu’s seed up into her. She loved Jann Lee dearly, she truly did, and he was a masterful lover; but Ryu Hayabusa was a sexual being that defied the limits of her expectations. Leifang fell back against Ryu’s chest, both of them breathing deeply, their bodies drenched with sweat.
Pai Chan pulled Ryu’s cock out of her friend and let it rest against Leifang’s nether lips, while the glistening white of his release began to trickle out of her. Pai Chan then climbed up to lay herself on top of Leifang, capturing Ryu’s erection between their dripping nether lips and toned abs.
“This is going to be a very, very fun cruise.” Pai Chan smiled at them, leaning down to kiss both of them in turn. Then she began grinding her hips, and Leifang reciprocated, rubbing themselves against each other with Ryu’s cock between them.
He wrapped his arms around both women, feeling Leifang’s butt sliding against his abs while her wet slit stroked the top of his shaft and Pai Chan’s velvety nether lips rubbed the underside of his throbbing manhood. His powerful legs flexed, and his hips began thrusting, pumping his erect manhood between the two girls, forcing pleasured cries from them as they increased their own undulations, racing each other to climax.
“C-can you still internalize your orgasm, Ryu?” Leifang asked, holding back her screams as best she could.
Ryu understood immediately, smiling to himself, amused with Leifang’s playful idea. The three of them worked their loins together into a frothing tempest of pleasure and soon both girls were shaking in orgasm. Ryu followed them over the precipice of release, but he called upon his full willpower, directing the pleasure of his climax from his groin through his entire body. The pleasure was the same, but he did not ejaculate. His cock jerked wildly between Leifang and Pai Chan’s squirting nethers, and the continued stimulation kept the three of them coming, their three glistening bodies shaking violently.
“This is…AAAAAHHH!!!” Pai Chan screamed with orgasmic delight, her firm breasts pressed nipple to nipple against Leifang’s warm mounds.
“Keep going, Ryu! Ooooooh!!!” Leifang convulsed between them, racked by endless spasms. “Don’t stop! Keep us going—YES! YES! YES!”
“PAI CHAN!!! LEIFANG!!!” Ryu roared, pounding his engorged cock between the girls as they continued to come, his own orgasm thundering through his entire body.
Ryu did not know how long they could afford to spend interlocked in perpetual orgasm, but he did know one thing.
He would take as long as he could.
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