123. Ask Azami for help.

Jealousy/Lust Chapter 3: Paradise lost.

"Azami, it's not your fault. It's an oni! I need your help or we are all lost!" I pleaded, but she was lost to grief coddling her dead daughter and didn't seem to hear a thing I'd said. Shit. How could this have happened? I was on the verge of accuses Azami of the ****, but now I saw blood all over my clothes, with no idea how it got there. I grabbed at my dirty clothes to examine myself further and then to my horror I saw blood under my nails and several clear scratches across Setsuko’s flawless pale skin, now grey-white as she began to mortify into the corpse she was now. I had no memory of killing her, but I must have been the one that had done it. My stomach flipped in revulsion and fear, and now all I could say was, "Azami, I’m so sorry…"

That finally seemed to snap her out of her grief-stricken isolation. Azami brought her glassy eyes back up to me, a clear rage growing to replace her sorrow. Then with a blitz of movement, she hit me with a massive slap that hit me so hard I didn’t even get to feel the pain as my chin spun around and blackness took me as I was almost instantly knocked ****.

The next thing I knew was I was dizzy waking up, but everything felt strange and I was cold. It was dark out, and I could hear the sound of the waves crashing across a rocky beach, then the clouds parted and I could see it was easily an hour past sunset and I was standing upon the small stretch of beach that connected our tiny land to the mainland, but I had to be dreaming. That was the only explanation I could have for what I saw; Azami, Chizu, and Hazuka, three women who couldn’t stand any of the others all naked and forming a triangle in the sand, laying on their sides, each with their head in the groin of one of the others. To top that off I seemed to be tied securely to a large cold rock, just as completely naked with my arms bound to my belly and my limp dick practically in my hands.

For wet dreams, this was definitely a new strange one for me. Usually, I imagined myself with only one or two women, but I’d always been an active participant in the lovemaking, never just being **** to watch. Then a cold wisp of the icy spray from a wave upon the rock just a dozen feet away made me shriek like a little girl. Maybe this wasn’t a dream at all?

"Ah, Kenji, you are awake," someone said and I saw the monk walk around in front of me, still dressed completely in his concealing white robes and veiled hat. "How are you feeling?"

Okay, now I figured I was just going crazy. "Dreamin’…" I mumbled still too woozy to speak clearly.

"I’m afraid not," he said consolingly and explained, "Possessed, but that is why I have arranged this ritual." My eyes focused and I saw many intricate lines and symbols etched into the sand all around me and a circle around the three girls. He saw me looking at them and chuckled, "Yes, they are quite something to behold, aren’t they? It seems that with the limiting of the viable gene pool the aphrodisiac enchantment has become more potent."

I had no clue what he was talking about, but I needed to get free. I tugged at my bonds, but they wouldn’t yield even an inch. "Lemme go," I grunted starting to freak out as my sluggishness was starting to wear off.

"You will be free as soon as you are free," he laughed. "But for now, enjoy the show." Then he stepped back out of my range of vision and I had couldn’t help but watch the three very sexy naked women feasting on each other’s nether regions. They hadn’t seemed to be distracted by our conversation and looked to be totally driven by lust alone. Their fingers and tongues were poking and prodding, licking and slathering the goal of all my boyhood erotic dreams, the crack in each other’s cunt, and they all moaned away happily ignoring us completely.

I couldn’t hold back anymore from jerking off, as that was clearly why my hands were left free right in front of me. Wrapping both hands around my hardening shaft I watch them continue to go at it, wishing and I’d get a chance to slide in any one of them. Then suddenly they somehow finally noticed me after I moaned in pleasure. With a sudden wild look, all three of them parted and approached to encircle me like prey.

"Oh, Kenji, are you getting close?" Azami asked as she came and knelt down in front of me.

"My that’s a nice hard dick," Hazuka said positioning right next to her. Only Chizu didn’t speak as she knelt on the other side of the older woman. Thought now with all three of them just a few feet away I was about ready to explode knowing I’d be spraying my load all over their bodies.

"Oh, shit!" I gasp feeling my balls throb just looking at these three lovely naked ladies just posing in front of me, sexually caressing their bodies, but for some reason refusing to come close enough to touch me. My first hot **** surge jumps out and surprised Hazuka right in her face, while my second shifted to splatter all over Azami’s enormous tits. I pulled hard to jerk out one more powerful burst which coated Chizu’s belly and legs, before trying to go back down the line, but the pressure is gone and the rest just falls short of reaching them, drizzling into the sand before them uselessly.

Looking back up I see they are just lost to their ecstasy, and Hazuka swallowed a bit that got into her mouth, but then used to fingers to swiped up a big glob and then shoved those fingers up her pussy to continue to masturbate herself. Azami massaged her tits together, coating them in my spooge cream, and then outdid Hazuka by sticking one whole hand up inside her gaping birth canal. Only Chizu got my sperm where they all obviously wanted it and just fell back into the sand onto her back, totally lost in a frenzy of fingering her snatch. She started orgasming first, but was quickly joined by the other two as their cries of joy all around me were making me dizzy.

Then a strange smoke seemed to rise out of the cum coating their bodies like it was somehow boiling off of them. Thicker and thicker it continually grew into a giant cloud swirling up all around us thick and black. Then the monk stepped up again from wherever he was hiding behind me and held up a small black onyx cube as if offering it up to the storm. I tried to say something, but the speed at which the wind was churning around us all now was becoming deafening and drown out my attempted words. Suddenly with a massive soul-wrenching thunderclap, his outstretched hand was struck by a massively bright surge of lightning. I could only see him for another moment before I was completely blinded by the brightness comparable to staring at the sun. When next I was able to see again the storm cloud was all but gone, but so was any trace of the monk.

"What the hell!" Hazuka yelled out as she jumped up, freaked out by her predicament, clearly free of the enchantment that was driving her to the lusty state she had been in before.

"Fuck! I fucking hate being used for sex magic," was all Azami groaned as if she understood much more than I did. Of the three ladies, only Chizu didn’t stop fingering herself and continued to drive her cum coated fingers into her tight snatch. "Chizu, stop that!" Azami ordered as she scowled at her and stood up trying to brush herself off of all the sand she was covered with.

"A little help here," I begged, and they all looked at me incredulously.

"Did you do this?" Hazuka asked upset, but seemed to realize how stupid that question was since I was bound tightly.

"No, it was the monk," I explained.

"I knew that guy seemed shady," Azami growled. "Did he have a small black cube?"

"Yeah!" I shouted out excited to know what had happened.

"Fuck!" Azami shouted out and kicked a small pile of sand away, then turned back to angrily face me again. "This is all your fault, Matsumoto!"

"What? But I didn’t…" I began.

Then she wiped a bit of my cum that was still dribbling off of her tit and flicked it at my face. "This is your perverted-ass cum, ain’t it?"

I flinched and felt the cold sticky cum splat on my cheek, then returned to look back at her, humiliated. "Well… yeah, but…" I said confused as Hazuka got the ropes loose enough that I could begin stepping out of them.

"You fucking moron!" she screamed at me. "You released a hentai oni and it killed my daughter!"

"What?" I gasped, unsure how I could have done such a thing. "I… didn’t mean to…"

"Your ass belongs to me now," she declared. "Come on, ****."

Before I could respond to that Hazuka spoke up, "And why is he your ****, bitch?"

"Because you see that?" she pointed at the swirling mass of clouds that had pushed out to the isthmus and extended out into the water and wrapped around to the south. It looked bizarre and thick, like a wall of fog. "That is a massive barrier spell keeping anyone else from coming or going, and judging from the size it could last another fifty years! I’ve already had to go without dick for the last year, but there’s no way I’m going to live without it the rest of my life when there’s at least one man left trapped in here with us."

"How the fuck do even you know all this?" I gasped at her in utter disbelief.

"I… may have... dabbled in the dark arts in my youth," Azami explained in a 'not-my-fault' manner. "So I've learned a few things, but unlike you, I wisely buried my demon in a prison before it could hurt anyone." Wait, buried? As in that thing in the field that I scraped my knee on yesterday?

"Yeah well…" Hazuka started then found her resolve, "Well tough! If Kenji is the last man available then he’s going to be mine!"

"Oh, yeah?" Azami demanded.

"Yeah!" Hazuka shot back.

"Oh, yeah!" I cried out as I couldn’t keep in how good Chizu’s mouth wrapped around my cock felt and started shooting out my fresh load of sperm to coat her tonsils. She had come up while they were fighting and never even spoke, just knelt right in and started blowing me as I sat on the rock I’d been tied to just a few minutes ago. Hazuka and Azami scowled at me and softened towards each other for just a moment.

"Truce?" Azami offered the younger girl her hand begrudgingly.

"Truce," she agreed and then after a brief shake she shouted at me, "You better have enough left to give me a proper first time fucking!"

"Oh, don’t worry dear," Azami said interlacing her fingers and inverting her hands to stretch out her digits. "I got a few tricks up my sleeves." The fact she was naked, and thus had no sleeves, didn’t detract from how scary sexy she was as she started chanting something and making quick strange motions with her fingers.

"Oh, fuck," I muttered with worry as they approached even as Chizu was still cleaning me off with her dedicated little sucking mouth.