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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: Miyako’s Quarterly Bonus

“You think they’ve gotten any bigger?” Mila asked, looking at herself in the mirror of a VIP cabin aboard the Freedom Survivor cruise ship. She was topless, cupping her breasts in her hands and studying their reflection intently.
“Mila…” Tina sighed, reclining on the bed across the room, breezily skimming through a wrestling magazine. She had a lush crimson robe lazily hung over her shoulders, though she hadn’t bothered to tie the belt. “… you do know that the Dragon Essence is a mystical spell that keeps you healthy and forever young, right? I don’t remember saying anything about it giving you a boob job.”
“Yeah but… I think they’re getting bigger.” Mila nodded to herself before giving her breasts a measured jostling.
“I like your boobs just the way they are, and so will the other girls, and don’t even ask if the boys will like them.” Tina set the magazine down and sat up. “You’re beautiful and insanely sexy, got it? Now stop worrying yourself! Don’t make me come over there and spank you, even though I know you’d enjoy it.”
Mila let her hands drop from her bosom and turned to Tina with a shy smile. “Thanks, Tina. I guess I’m still a little freaked out about the whole sex-sports thing.”
“Oh, things will get freaky, believe you me.” Tina scooted to the edge of the bed. “Wait until you face off against Aigle. That Mongolian girl is a kinky, scrappy little sex-pot! She nearly knocked Zack out of the tournament last season. He was on top of her, ridding her doggy-style, completely in control of the match. She was screaming her head off, and I was sure she was about to come when she reaches back and grabs for his balls. Here’s the thing, all she did was tickle him, just a little coochy-coo on his ball sack and Zack had to pull out and do a quick lap around the ring to keep from coming. You should see what she can do to a clit!” Tina paused and grinned. “Oh, Mila, you’re drooling a little there, honey.”
“What?” Mila blinked, wiping her lips with her forearm. “Uh, sorry.”
“I suppose you and Zack should train together,” Tina said thoughtfully. “I’ve been pulling double duty as his sparring partner and coach for a while now and it’s not always productive for his career. Between you and me, it’s hard to stay objective about his performance while that big, beautiful schlong of his is knocking up against your cervix.” She paused again. “You’re dribbling again, sweetie.”
“Uh huh.” Mila nodded, licking at the corner of her mouth. “So you think Zack and I should meet today?”
“Whoa, cowgirl.” Tina giggled. “He’s still out with Nikki on business.” She leaned back, letting the robe’s open front reveal her naked body beneath as she gave Mila an inviting wink. “You’ll just have to satisfy yourself with me until he gets back.”
“Darn.” Mila snapped her fingers in faux disappointment, her eyes dropping to gaze between Tina’s slowly spreading legs.
“Mila?” Tina spoke in a soft, seductive tone. “You’re drooling again.”
*          *          *

Ryu Hayabusa bowed his fond farewell to Pai Chan and Leifang in the ship’s gym before heading back to Helena’s office alone. The last few hours of his threesome with the two Chinese beauties had been utterly exquisite, a master class in sensual timing and bodily grace. It had taken a summons over the ship’s public address system to bring an end to their tryst, and even then the summons had played at least two more times before they finally disentangled themselves. Ryu was wondering what Helena’s summons could mean when, as he turned the corner in the corridor, he saw Jann Lee approach.
“Ryu,” Jann Lee greeted him in his customarily curt manner. “I assume Pai Chan has received the Dragon Essence.”
“Indeed.” Ryu nodded.
“And I take it that Leifang… participated.” Jann Lee said with a knowing look.
“Yes… indeed.” Ryu nodded, but before he could speak further, Jann Lee interrupted.
“Don’t apologize, Ryu.” He waved away the ninja’s concern. “Leifang and I… our relationship has always had a hard edge of one-upmanship. First in our fighting skill and now in our sexual skill. The more we compete, the more we desire each other. And besides, what better way to push myself to improve than to know I’m up against Ryu Hayabusa?”
“Take good care of her, Jann Lee.” Ryu offered his hand and Jann Lee grasped it in a hearty sign of brotherly admiration.
He continued on, making his way through the virtually empty cruise liner. Helena must have cleared the ship of all passengers and unessential crew, and now the massive vessel served as her mobile DOATEC headquarters. At last Ryu arrived at the ornate doors of Helena’s executive suite and entered.
“Ryu, mon amour.” Helena practically glowed with affection as she looked up from her desk. She stood and swept toward him in her flowing blue dress, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him deeply. Ryu returned her kiss with restrained passion, his body still primed for sex after his time with Leifang and Pai Chan. He held himself in check, simply savoring the taste of Helena’s lips and the warmth of her body against his, her corset-bound breasts against his chest. This elegant, beautiful woman of wealth and power, never would Ryu have thought that such a woman would bear his child, let alone two.
“Our boys are safe at my mansion.” Helena said as though reading his thoughts. “I don’t want to torture you with details of the sons you can only know from afar. I’m sorry.”
“No, go on.” Ryu reached down and lifted Helena’s chin with a finger. “I want to hear of our children.”
“Fame II is a righteous terror for the staff, getting into everything.” Helena sighed. “But he’s thrilled to have a baby brother. Joseph took his first steps last month.” She said, and she saw Ryu beam with pride. “He has a beautiful mop of dark brown hair… he looks so much like you, Ryu.”
Ryu released her and turned away, taking a deep, calming breath. The pain of not knowing two of his own sons was like a sword skewering his heart.
“Someday… perhaps someday things will be different.” Helena spoke softly, placing a hand on his back. “When our enemies are no more, when we are safe… I want to see the day when Fame and Joseph can play with Taki-chan and Rachel’s boy…” She trailed off, realizing she didn’t know the child’s name.
“Almo. We named him in honor of Rachel’s sister.” Ryu turned to face Helena, grasping her hand in his. “We will see that day, Helena. The Dragon Essence will prevail.”
“That’s why I summoned you.” Helena smiled, seeing the steadfast courage that she fell in love with, the brave ninja that bent her over a table in her library and introduced her to a whole world of pleasure what seemed like a lifetime ago now. “I have another potential Dragon Essence candidate. She knows only that you are a skilled lover, and that I have offered your services to her as a reward for her services in DOATEC.”
“DOATEC? Is she part of Donovan’s…” Ryu bristled before Helena continued.
“No, she’s a good woman. She… she served under my father before his death, and before Donovan perverted DOATEC.” Helena sighed. “I must ask you to not mention her to anyone else. Trust me on this, Ryu, for the moment only you and I can know she’s here.”
Ryu bowed his head in ascent, trusting Helena implicitly. If she had been born in a different land and in other circumstances, she would have been an honorable kunoichi. “She is nearby?”
“In the bath’s attached dressing room getting herself ready. I told her you would be waiting for her in the bath itself. She… she hasn’t been with a man for many years. Be gentle with her.” Helena squeezed Ryu’s hand and gestured to one of the doors flanking her desk.
Ryu entered to find a truly extraordinary bathing room. There was another door to his left, leading to what he assumed was the dressing room Helena had mentioned. The entire room was covered in baroque tiles of intricate design, all pearly white shining in the natural light streaming in from a skylight high above. The bath itself was really a small pool built into the floor, and it was entirely filled with bubbles, the hot water beneath steaming the air in a thick fog of humidity. Ryu quickly disrobed and entered the bath, washing himself thoroughly after the long tryst he had enjoyed with Leifang and Pai Chan. He submerged his head for a moment, working the hot water through his thick, long brown hair before resurfacing. He heard a gasp and opened his eyes to see a woman standing beside the bath, obviously having just exited the dressing room.
As he felt the Dragon Essence yearning, Ryu knew this to be the woman beyond doubt.
She was of average height with dark black hair styled back into a braid at the back top of her head. She wore only a towel wrapped around her, and Ryu knew she was in very good shape, particularly given her age. He saw the fine lines at the edges of the woman’s eyes, eyes that belied her Japanese ethnicity, and he estimated her to be in her late thirties, perhaps early forties. She had aged well, however, and she was beautiful, with strong cheekbones and gentle, dark eyes that were currently wide with surprise and a considerable amount of anxiousness. Ryu realized she was staring at his exposed upper body, dripping with water, suds sliding over his pectorals and down his chiseled abs. Ryu’s upbringing would have him stand and bow to the woman in greeting, but he realized that that would expose far more of his body and this lovely woman seemed on edge as it was. He reclined against the side of the tub as casually as he could.
“My name is Ryu Hayabusa.” He inclined his head in as much of a bow as he could manage.
“Mine is Miyako.” She replied, her voice as gentle and kind as her eyes, though still trembling slightly with nerves. “I apologize for my manner, Mr. Hayabusa. I am not accustomed to meeting strangers for… this sort of thing.”
“Take all the time that you require.” Ryu said in his most comforting tone. Miyako slipped a gorgeous smile of relief and moved to sit at the edge of the bath, dipping her feet and calves into the warm water. Ryu noted that she positioned herself just out of his arm’s length. A very prudent woman, this Miyako.
“Do you know Helena well?” Miyako asked, gently swinging her legs in the water.
“I do.” Ryu smiled to himself, the proud father in him wanting to declare the true parentage of Helena’s two young boys. “She and I are very intimate.”
“She has… she has had sex with you?” Miyako blushed. “She… implied you were a very exclusive gigolo…um… man who… services women.”
“It is not my profession.” Ryu suppressed a chuckle, amused that Helena had presented him, the Super Ninja, as a male prostitute. “But pleasuring women is a skill I take great pride in.”
“I’m sorry.” Miyako shook her head ruefully. “Helena… I’m old enough to be her mother. I suspect you’re more accustomed to bedding much younger women than…”
“You are a beautiful woman, Miyako.” Ryu interjected smoothly. “I do not say that lightly.”
His earnestness caught Miyako off guard and she felt her heart flutter in her chest for the first time in many, many years. Seeing the color rise in her cheeks, Ryu sensed the time was right. He slowly rose out of the water, and he watched Miyako’s eyes go wide with awe as his waist cleared the bubbled surface of the water. Ryu’s cock was fully erect, twitching with the beat of his heart.
“You are responsible for this.” Ryu said in a low, husky voice. “Just the thought of being with a woman of your beauty stirs me.”
Miyako seemed to steel herself, gathering up her courage. She slid off the side of the tub into the water, standing with the bubbles up to her thighs just beneath the bottom of the towel. Then she unbound the knot and tossed the towel onto the tile beside the bath. Ryu gazed at her nakedness, and his first impression of her was borne out. Her breasts were full and round, her slender waist curving into wonderfully feminine hips and smooth, silky thighs. As beautiful as she was now, Ryu wondered how gorgeous she must have been in her youth. Surely she must have rivaled even the likes of the sublime Kokoro. Ryu mused for a moment that if Kokoro did not have the Dragon Essence and aged normally, if she handled the years as gracefully as Miyako, she would hardly notice the difference.
Overcoming her hesitation, Miyako took a step toward him, reaching out and placing her hand on Ryu’s chest. She took a moment, letting her fingers trace the outline of his pectoral muscle, then moving down to his abs. It was obvious she had not touched a man for a long time, certainly not a man of Ryu Hayabusa’s caliber. He could see the hesitation in her eyes slowly give way to desire. As her hand continued down, she looked up at him.
“May I?” She asked.
“I am here to fulfill your desires, Miyako.” Ryu held her gaze with his smoldering green eyes unblinking. “If you desire my body, then take it in your hand.”
Miyako grabbed Ryu’s long shaft suddenly as though she were afraid she would change her mind. The hardness of it was shocking. She felt the thick column of flesh throb in her hand, alive and emanating a power she could only guess at. She wrapped her other hand around Ryu’s manhood, this one closer to the base and simply savored the moment. Ryu watched Miyako’s face relax into a contented smile as she held his cock in both of her delicate, soft hands. He caught her eye and then pointedly lowered his gaze to her chest.
“May I?” He asked her, echoing her own request. Miyako nodded demurely, her cheeks glowing with a heat that had nothing to do with the hot bath.
Ryu filled his hands with Miyako’s full breasts, enjoying the natural warmth of the soft flesh in his palms. He felt Miyako’s hands grip his cock tighter as he gently kneaded her bosom, and her breaths came faster with each squeeze and caress of his fingers on her flesh.
“I want to lay with you, Mr. Hayabusa.” Miyako spoke suddenly, her voice shaking with excitement. “I… I was not sure what I wanted when I came in here, not at first. But I want you… I want this…” She squeezed his cock for emphasis. “…I want this inside me, I want you to… do everything. I want it all. Just take me.”
Here was a woman of startling honesty. She was beautiful, intelligent, and humble enough to know where her expertise ended. She desired sexual pleasure and wanted the man to take the lead. In another time and place, with another partner, this could have gone poorly for her, an encounter filled with disappointment. But she was here, now, in this moment. And she was with Ryu Hayabusa. Disappointment was not an option.
Ryu pulled Miyako against him, kissing her deeply. She committed at once, leaning into the kiss, her soft breasts pressed fast against his muscled chest. Miyako’s hands slipped from Ryu’s shaft and moved around back to find his butt, and she quickly grabbed his glutes, digging her fingers into the hard muscle. Ryu caressed her bare back as they kissed, letting his tongue dance with hers as they continued. Sensing she was eager for far more, Ryu led them both down into the warm, bubble filled bath. With his back against the side of the tub, Ryu had Miyako straddle him, and he smiled when she immediately grabbed his erection once again, lining herself up with his member unseen beneath the bubbles and steaming water. As the head of Ryu’s cock brushed against her nether lips, Miyako paused for just a moment before sitting down swiftly, taking him inside herself.
“Oh!” Miyako gasped, desperately grasping Ryu’s shoulders with both hands as her senses were overwhelmed. Ryu watched her breasts heave as she tried to catch her breath, her nipples just above the bubble-covered surface of the water.
Ryu enjoyed the feel of her, warm and slick and glorious around his cock. Miyako’s sheath squeezed him sporadically as she fought to come to grips with the sensations coursing through her.
“My goodness!” Miyako managed a smile, still breathless. “I haven’t done this for almost twenty years. I forgot how… how good it feels to have a man inside me.”
“You will not forget this, I promise you.” Ryu said with such intensity that Miyako felt a chill run down her spine. He grabbed her and spun around, pressing her back up against the side of the bath, his member still inside her. Miyako renewed her grip on his shoulders, bracing herself. Ryu’s hands cupped her butt beneath the water, and he went to work on her.
She knew at once he was right. She would never forget this.
“Ah!” Miyako surrendered to Ryu’s powerful thrusts. She closed her eyes, concentrating on the feeling of his marvelously long, thick and impossibly hard cock pumping her long neglected depths. His shaft’s friction against her intimate flesh was absolute pleasure, and soon she could no longer hold back the moans. “Ungh! Yes! Nnnnngha!!!”
Ryu kept a strong rhythm, feeling out Miyako’s unique needs and favorite techniques. She was a passionate woman deep down, he knew that now for certain. She never once backed down, never once did anything to avoid further exploration. This was a woman desperate to feel, that had been without pleasure for so long she truly had forgotten what it was like. But now Miyako’s sensual appetite was awakened, and she hungered.
“Harder! Yes, harder!” Miyako begged him, her fingers digging into Ryu’s shoulders, her legs crossing behind his butt as he thrust on. “I want so much! I want it! More!”
Ryu pulled out of her, but before Miyako had a chance to demand he continue, he grabbed her shoulder and turned her around to face the side of the tub. Miyako shivered as her breasts now lay on the cool tiles in stark contrast to the hot water around her lower body. Then she shivered again as Ryu entered her from behind, his perfectly sculpted abs pressing up against her bare butt, his glorious pecs against her bare back. Skin on skin, flesh inside flesh, he started anew, pummeling her submerged slit with his hard cock. Then she felt his fingers on the nub of her clit beneath the waterline and Miyako felt as though she would burst out of the water and fly straight through the ceiling.
“That’s it! That’s…YES!” She reared back, meeting Ryu’s thrusts as her body craved each consecutive invasion by his merciless shaft. Her core was an utter mess of pleasure, her thoughts completely unordered and wild, flying from this to that and everything in between as Ryu pounded her. How many years of order and discipline had she endured without this kind of release, this singular sensation of carnal, primal chaos? Miyako had been a lady for so long she had forgotten how to just be a woman. Humping back against Ryu’s cock, she was beginning to remember what being a woman felt like, and it felt… so right.
Ryu quickened his pace, pounding Miyako harder than he had first thought prudent. She was perhaps the most sexually inexperienced women he had been with, despite being the oldest. But she yearned for this raw, unmitigated pleasure and she handled his onslaught with surprising grace, arching her back to absorb each forceful thrust. Her breasts squeaked against the tiles, and her voice echoed in the grand bath chamber, moans and screams of passion she had not uttered for two decades. Ryu’s fingers went wild on Miyako’s clit, his other hand on her shoulder, holding her steady as he worked them both toward the pivotal moment. He could feel Miyako’s slick, hot inner flesh bringing his loins to the tipping point, and the strong spasms he felt around his cock spelled the imminent culmination for Miyako as well.
She looked back at him over her shoulder, an expression of utter vulnerability on her elegant face. Her eyes brimmed with tears, her cheeks streaked with their trails.
“Do it! Please… DO IT!” Miyako cried, pleading him to finish what he had started in her.
“Miyako!” Ryu shouted, burying himself to the hilt inside Miyako and churning his hips as he came, pumping his seed deep within her.
“Hayabusa!” Miyako squealed like the girl she used to be, her body shaking violently as her orgasm washed over her. She could feel the warm flood of Ryu’s ejaculation inside her, hotter than she could stand and absolutely exquisite.
Then, as the last spasms abated, she felt her body filled with a bizarre energy. She could feel the fatigue in her legs vanish, and there was a distinct tightening sensation throughout every muscle in her body. Ryu smiled, feeling Miyako’s already fantastic womanhood grow even tighter around his cock. He pulled out of her and Miyako turned slowly to face him, and they both looked down to see her breasts rise slightly, firming up. Her arms toned to perfection, her abs tightening into ideal relief. Her beautiful face smoothed completely, the fine lines around her eyes vanishing.
“What… what was that?” Miyako asked in a hushed voice. “I feel better than I ever have. And my body… I must look twenty years younger.”
“Not at all.” Ryu said honestly. “The change is subtle for one already as beautiful as you.”
“Is this why Helena wanted this?” Miyako asked. “It seems obvious that you’re not a gigolo at all, are you?”
“It will take some time to explain.” Ryu said, raising an eyebrow. “I fear this bath will be cold before I finish the tale.”
“Wait,” Miyako tapped a finger against her chin thought. “Helena gave me a secluded cabin two decks down. Let me get dressed and we’ll go there. You can tell me what’s going on and… perhaps we can do this a few more times.” She finished with a mischievous grin that Ryu thought suited her very, very well. She stood and got out of the bath with ease and a spring in her step that surprised her. “Remarkable, I feel so energized.” She marveled at her renewed body for a moment before heading into the dressing room, grabbing a towel and closing the door behind her, more out of habit than wishing to block Ryu’s view.
Ryu was about to step out of the bath when the other door swung open. He turned to see Kokoro walking in, already stripping off her kimono. The silk dress was on the floor before she saw him and she stopped short, staring with surprise at Ryu standing there naked and dripping wet.
“I didn’t realize you were in here.” Kokoro grinned. She stepped down into the bath, walking up to Ryu and setting her hands on his chest. “Is Helena coming?”
“No,” Ryu shook his head, glancing out of the corner of his eye toward the dressing room door. Helena had made it very clear that no one was to know about Miyako. He wondered why Helena would keep Kokoro in the dark about her, as the two half-sisters had become virtually inseparable and intimate in every sense of the word. Even if Miyako were Helena’s lover, there would be no cause for secrecy, since she was still regularly sleeping with Christie when circumstances allowed. But it was not Ryu’s place to make such determinations; he need only honor Helena’s wishes. “I am alone here.”
“Well, as much as I love our threesomes…” Kokoro pressed her naked body up against Ryu’s, her eyes sparkling. “I have been wanting to be with you again… just the two of us.”
Ryu saw the dressing room door open just a crack. Miyako had turned off the light inside, he could just barely see the glint of the woman’s eye peaking in on them. Helena must have made it clear to Miyako as well that she was to remain unknown to the others on board, at least in connection with Ryu.
“Has Brad Wong not seen to you?” Ryu asked, hoping to cut this encounter off before it began so as not to risk Miyako’s exposure. Bringing up Kokoro’s lover was the most obvious path.
“That was puppy love, I’m afraid.” Kokoro sighed, sad but not overly distraught at the admission. “He and Aigle, though… they ended up connecting more than he and I ever did.” She sighed wistfully. “But that’s for the best. I’m not ready for that kind of commitment. But you, Ryu… I am ready for you.”
Without even the hint of hesitation, Kokoro grabbed Ryu’s sac, caressing his testicles with that light touch she had mastered with Leifang. Ryu was erect in seconds, and Kokoro’s hand moved up the long shaft, her finger tracing the circumference of the head of his cock. She stopped suddenly, glancing down with a confused look on her face. Ryu followed her gaze and saw that her finger had encountered some residual semen. He cursed himself silently; he should have stealthily checked himself for evidence of his encounter with Miyako as soon as Kokoro had come in. If he had simply submerged into the bath…
“Ryu…” Kokoro squinted at him, like a teacher who has caught a student cheating on an exam. She brought her hand up, rubbing her finger and thumb together, feeling the texture of Ryu’s seed between them. “Were you… masturbating in here?”
“Yes.” Ryu replied, trying to mask his relief. “I was… training.”
“By playing with yourself?” Kokoro narrowed her eyes further.
“It is always useful to test one’s limits.” Ryu nodded. Lying was not his way, and he was not particularly good at it.
“I want you to know this, Ryu.” Kokoro leaned in, her lips almost touching his. “If you need to test your limits, test them on me. Ryu Hayabusa will never come alone if I have a say in the matter.”
He could rationalize it as keeping Kokoro’s attention on him and away from the dressing room where Miyako was hiding, but the truth was that Ryu pulled Kokoro down with him into the water and started caressing her smooth breasts because he really, really wanted to. Kokoro mounted him in short order, kissing him as she felt his manhood fill her. Then she set her hips undulating, riding him with an urgent rhythm. They turned the bath into a tempest, water splashing at the sides. Kokoro broke their kiss, resting her head on Ryu’s shoulder as she ground herself on his cock, moaning in his ear. Ryu looked over to the dressing room door and saw the faint glint of Miyako’s eyes in the narrow gap, watching as Kokoro rode him.
After his many matches in Rumble Roses XXX, Ryu was well accustomed to performing for an audience. He grabbed Kokoro’s butt in his hands and stood, hoisting her up in his arms. Water and suds slid down their perfectly sculpted bodies. Ryu’s powerful arms worked Kokoro on his shaft, and she clung to him tightly, savoring every thrust of hard flesh deep inside her. She kissed his neck, breathlessly praising his skill while pleasure flowed up from their joined loins.
“Wonderful! Oh, AH! So, do I feel better than your hand?” Kokoro teased him, her hips undulating against his loins with her customary grace.
“Ungh! Marginally.” Ryu leered back, shifting his feet to keep Kokoro’s back to the dressing room’s door.
“Oh, you!” Kokoro giggled, leaning in to kiss him.
As they kissed, Ryu caught Miyako’s gaze and pointedly looked to the bathing room’s exit. Miyako came out, dressed in a black business suit and skirt, holding her shoes in her hands. She delicately padded her way to the exit barefooted, and the sloshing water around Ryu’s legs covered what little sound she made. Kokoro was none the wiser, moaning into Ryu’s mouth as their bodies continued their spirited joining. Miyako finally slipped out, casting one last oddly conflicted glance at Ryu and Kokoro before silently closing the door behind her. Was it jealousy he saw in her eyes? Perhaps Miyako was the possessive sort, or perhaps she had wanted to join them but knew that Helena would not approve. He cast these questions from his mind. He had Kokoro to deal with at the moment.
Ryu pumped her hard and fast on his erect cock, pushing them both toward their release as fast as he could manage. Kokoro was one of the tenderer and methodical of Ryu’s lovers, but right now he knew she wanted a quick and intense fix. His relentless thrusts drove them both over the edge together in short order. Ryu adored the way she clung to him as she came, kissing him all the while.
After the last spasms abated, Ryu set her down on her feet in front of him. She smiled up at him, eyes bright with affection. She looked so much like Helena, especially her eyes. Oddly, Ryu saw something else very familiar in her smooth, rounded face but he couldn’t put a finger on it.
“What’s the matter?” Kokoro asked, sensing his unspoken curiosity.
“It is nothing,” Ryu shook his head, holding her close. “I am simply stunned, once again, by your beauty.”
“Ryu!” Kokoro laughed, pressing her cheek against his chest. “I do love being with you, and with Helena. Little Fame and Joseph… you’ve given her such joy in your sons. I just wish I could…” She trailed off, blushing. “Someday, when I’m ready for it… do you think we could… would you give me…”
“When you want it,” Ryu stroked her back, honored by her request. “You shall have it.”
“Someday then.” Kokoro looked back up at him, her eyes welling up with tears of joy. “It’s a deal.”

*          *          *

Leaving Kokoro singing happily in the bath, Ryu made his way down the two decks to where Miyako’s cabin would likely be located. He wore only a white bath robe, Kokoro insisted on having his ninja garb cleaned and had taken his gear along to be tended. The thick carpeting of the ship’s corridors felt warm and soft beneath his bare feet, so Ryu had few complaints. As he made his way past several private suites, Ryu saw a pair of high heels sitting in front of one door; the same pair that Miyako had been carrying out of the bath with her. Ryu was about to knock when he heard a long, loud moan from the other side of the door.
Ryu burst in, fearing for Miyako’s safety. He came up short just inside at the sight before him. Miyako was on her back on the room’s bed, her legs spread wide open and her hand furiously rubbing her clit, while her other hand pinched and twisted one of her nipples. She was in quite the state, so consumed with pleasuring herself that she did not even notice Ryu’s entrance. He approached the bed, watching the lovely woman working herself with utter shamelessness. Ryu realized that the spasms wracking her body were too violent and sustained to be natural. Apparently Miyako had quickly discovered the Dragon Essence’s perpetual orgasm.
“R-Ryu!” She gasped his name as she at last noticed him. “I just…aaahh…keep….COMING!!!”
“It will continue until you cease stimulation or if I come with you.” Ryu could not help but smile at her. Miyako’s face was contorted in excruciating pleasure.
“If that is the case….AAAAH!!!... Then get inside me!” She wailed, her body a sweaty mess. “Quickly! Oh! Before I lose my mind! Oh, YES!!!”
Ryu slipped out of his robe and crawled over Miyako to mount her. His member had grown hard and ready as soon as he had seen her on the bed, her arousal soaking the bed sheets between her legs. He entered her in one smooth thrust, and she wrapped her arms around him, holding on as he began pumping her. It was a unique sensation, thrusting into a woman who was continually coming around him. Each thrust he timed with her spasms, setting his tempo with the waves of ecstasy she was already drowning in. Ryu grasped Miyako’s breasts in his hands, working the twin mounds of soft flesh while bucking his hips. Miyako ran her hands up and down his arms, feeling his muscles ripple with strength as he groped her bosom. Her legs crossed around him, her ankles locking together behind his butt. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and straining in an orgasm that would not end.
The ninja took his time, not fighting back the pleasures in his loins but also not attempting to chase down his release. He could tell that Miyako desperately wanted him to come, to bring closure, but Ryu still did not rush. In truth, he could not help but enjoy prolonging her throbbing, full bodied orgasm. Seeing a beautiful, mature woman like Miyako helplessly writhing in the throes of orgasm was utterly intoxicating. Perhaps Bayonetta had rubbed off on him more than he had thought.
Miyako, however, was in no mood for such games. She lurched beneath Ryu, rolling him onto his back and coming up on top to straddle his hips. She bounced on him wildly, her breasts jiggling freely. She braced her hands on his chest, her eyes wild as she continued to come. Her fluids flowed down Ryu’s cock, drenching his groin. The hot liquid dripping from his testicles, and the endless lubrication of his shaft made each stroke of her hips quicker than the last. Ryu let her ride him, relaxing beneath her as Miyako took control. She was talented, that much was clear. Out of practice, certainly, but such raw sensual talent went a long way and Miyako had it in spades. Ryu had no idea why she had denied herself sex nearly two decades. She could have any man she desired; her age had done nothing to dull her beauty. Ryu vowed that he would make up for those years of celibacy, to make this beautiful woman feel as young as her heart desired.
She made him come with a sudden twist of her hips that caught him off guard.
“AARGH!” Ryu growled, bucking up into her and releasing his seed.
His orgasm satisfied the Dragon Essence in her, and Miyako collapsed in relief on top of him.
“Tell me what… what happened. I couldn’t stop coming!” She asked, clearly rattled.
As she straddled his waist, his cock still hard inside her, Ryu explained the Dragon Essence to Miyako as succinctly as he could. He told her of Bayonetta and her prophecy of an approaching threat, and how he was to seek out and make love with those women whose sexual energy was of special significance to bolster and strengthen the Dragon Essence.
“So I am one of these… chosen women?” Miyako asked, gently stroking Ryu’s chest.
“You are.” He nodded, caressing her thighs.
“And so is Kokoro?” She asked in a very quiet voice.
“Yes, she is.” Ryu confirmed. “Forgive me, but Helena made it clear the other women were not to know of your presence here. Do you know Kokoro?”
“Not as well as I should.” Miyako took a deep breath. “She’s my daughter.”
Ryu’s eyes went wide with surprise. Suddenly he saw it in her face, the gentle cheeks, the graceful chin, the gorgeous black hair; he saw as much Miyako in Kokoro as he had Helena.
“I did not know.” Ryu frowned. “Forgive me for… for being with her in front of you.”
“There is nothing for you to be sorry about.” Miyako smiled radiantly. “Seeing her with you… I have never seen my daughter so happy. I never wanted her to be a part of DOATEC, and I pushed her into geisha training to that end. But now that she is with Helena and you… I know she is loved. She knows nothing about my work, and Helena thinks it is best to keep it that way for now.” Miyako laughed, shifting her hips slightly and feeling Ryu’s manhood still erect inside her. “I have long wished that Kokoro and I could share more together, but I never thought a man was not the first thing I would have guessed.”
“There are other men who can recharge the Dragon Essence within you.” Ryu said. “They are all good men and skilled lovers. You can…”
“I want you, Ryu.” Miyako shook her head. “Fame Douglas gave me my daughter, but he never so much as touched me after he knew I was pregnant.” Miyako sighed. “He had left Maria the same way some four years before.”
“Helena’s mother.” Ryu nodded.
“Fame had many mistresses.” Miyako laughed lightly. “Though not as many as you, Ryu Hayabusa.” She paused, looking him straight in the eye. “However, unlike Fame, I see that you do not abandon your lovers. You are a good man, Ryu. I thought I would never enjoy sex again, but here I am. Here we are. Kokoro has excellent taste in her men, obviously.” She grinned, leaning down and letting her large, soft breasts press against Ryu’s chest. “Forgive me, Ryu, but I eavesdropped after sneaking out of the bath.”
“Yes?” Ryu asked almost anxiously. Never had he been seen having sex with a girl by her own mother. This was uncharted territory even for Ryu and, considering his experiences, that was a minor miracle.
“I just want you to know that I approve completely.” Miyako said, kissing him lightly on the lips. “Don’t ever tell Kokoro I said this, but I do long for the day she has a child of her own. I couldn’t hope for a better man to give one to her.”
“Miyako…” Ryu whispered her name, genuinely touched by such a high compliment.
“Helena has a speedboat waiting to take me back to the mainland in the morning. In the meantime…” Miyako began churning her hips, working Ryu’s cock around inside her. “I want you to show me the full menu. After all, my dear Kokoro deserves the finest.”
“Bon appetite.” Ryu said, his hands moving down Miyako’s bare back toward her perfectly curved backside.
*          *          *

“Yes, Ryu! Oh, I’m coming again!” Miyako’s voice crackled over the intercom speaker as her screams grew louder, distorting the sound.
Helena sat at her desk, listening to Ryu and Miyako making love while sipping hot tea from priceless fine china. An amused smile had been affixed to her lush red lips for the last hour, as she had heard Miyako wail and moan like a blushing bride on her honeymoon. She could have had cameras placed in Miyako’s cabin and watched Ryu work his magic on her in crystal clear video, but the truth was that Helena enjoyed using her imagination; visualizing the positions that Ryu was putting Miyako’s lovely body into. Helena had sampled more than her fair share of Ryu’s talents, and knew him better than most. In fact, she could tell from Miyako’s muffled moans and the manner of her sharp squeals that Ryu was currently pressing her face-down into the bed while plowing into her from behind; the fleshy slapping noises were a dead giveaway, particularly given Miyako’s lovely derriere.
She knew that Ryu would have questions for her, and Helena knew they would be pointed and direct. She would be equally blunt and honest in her answers. Yes, Helena could have told Ryu who Miyako was, but Helena knew full well that that knowledge would have changed how Ryu approached Miyako. Helena wanted Miyako’s first time with Ryu to be the most pure sex, free from any expectations, for her to be treated just as a woman, not the mother of one of Ryu’s many other lovers. First impressions were always important, and Helena was certain that Ryu would not be nearly as aggressive with Miyako as he was now if he had known who she was. But now, with that sexual foundation set, Miyako was getting the full course in Ryu Hayabusa’s skills.
And as far as Helena was concerned, Miyako deserved nothing less than the finest.
“Mistress Douglas.” A gruff male voice cut in over the speaker, replacing Miyako’s cries of pleasure. Helena instantly recognized it as Leon, the grizzled veteran still serving as her head of security. She pressed the intercom button in response.
“Yes, what is it?” She asked shortly. She knew Leon wouldn’t have called without good cause, but she couldn’t help but be annoyed that she was missing out on what had sounded like Miyako’s best orgasm yet.
“Meet me in the Engine Room. There’s something you need to see.”
“Trouble?” Helena was already standing up. “What is it?”
“Unknown.” Leon said. “And the unknown is always trouble.”
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