An Erotic Epilogue, Continued

Oboro directed the cock downward and pushed the head of it past her lips. The fist-like crown of Muryo's cock filled her mouth, her lips stretched tight around it. She pushed forward a bit, her throat flexing from the feeling of the sizeable object slipping deeper into her orifice. Beneath the three inches of cock, her tongue wriggled, trying to work around the hot flesh above it.

“You can take more than that,” the commoner declared. His hand went to the back of her head and eased in the next inch. She moaned around his bulk as he managed to wedge in the fifth inch, but only barely, the blunt tip nudging against the back of her throat. When he tried to move into her throat, Oboro’s hands leapt to his thighs to brace herself but he didn’t persist after that, satisfied to have that much of his dick in her warm, tight mouth. His hand moved from the back of her head to tangle in her hair.

"You know, I'm still pretty pissed at you, dude. Just stealing my girls off the street!" he told her lord.

"Stealing? You jest! A god can not steal from himself, all of those who live within my domain are my natural subjects and are surely happy beyond words to join my heavenly harem." Genshiro-sama coughed and much of his confidence leaked away as he continued, "However, ahem, you've shown me here that you deserve to have your own harem to sate that trem---uh ahem and I um... bequeath them to you. Ah. No thanks necessay."

Oboro stayed in place while this conversation took place, giving her jaw some time to adjust. Having a cock in her mouth – an exceptionally large one – generated an unexpected pleasure that increased the growing dampness between her thighs. She felt an almost overwhelming need to caress her needy mound. So she did so.

"Oh thanks! What's so funny about this is that you're supposedly a god-dragon, but you've got a pair of panties on your head, your little bodyguard on her knees with my fat cock in her mouth, and you're beating your dick because I told you and- oh yea, you can't even cum unless I give this dick a flick!"

Muryo extended his hand out with his finger and thumb pressed together in preparation to deliver said flick right to the end of her lord's penis. Genshiro-sama's eyes widened and he immediately stopped masturbating, grabbing the base of his shaft and sticking out his hips expectantly

Muryo laughed, "Oh hell no. I can't even imagine what would be happening right now if I hadn't showed up with these earrings. You'd probably be pounding Yuuna's snug little ghost pussy right now!"

This was met with a sharp cry of "Oh no!" from the spirit as she floated in the air nearby, the ninja adding dryly, "And wouldn't that be an unsatisfying sex life...."

"So I think seeing me take a girl is normally about the hottest thing you can imagine. You normally quickly get the most massive case of blue balls watching me perform. So what do you think of this, Lord Dragon Panties?"

He retrieved his cock from her mouth only to deliver a sudden heavy, hot slap with it across her tongue. She honestly loved the feeling and wouldn't have minded sticking out her tongue for a few minutes and letting him slap it with his bludgeon of a penis. The hands that had been caressing her hair pushed forward and she choked as it reached the back of her throat. She was soon gagging as her throat was gradually penetrated by the human's prodigious shaft.

She could hear her lord groaning with both arousal and frustration as his hand blurred upon his angry member. "Uuunngh! It's incredible! I'm so... satisfied! So pleased by your display of lustful power! Plunder my vassel's throat, M-Muryo'san! That's so- That's so deliciously perverted! Now I am ready to cum! Deliver that divine flick!"

Oboro could do little to aide her lord as her face was railed by Muryo's cock, she could feel her neck bulging as the thick lengthy organ plowed her gullet. The commoner certainly did not seem to care as he gripped her head and relentlessly made use of her mouth and throat for his pleasure. She rocked her body with the motion her arms running down her torso to her lap, her fingers rubbing rabidly at her sopping slit.

Finally, he released her and she gasped for breath as he began to lightly slap his wet heavy length against her face as Genshiro-sama looked on, his handsome face obscured by her panties but she could see a dazed look in his eyes. That he was in a sorry state was clear to her, his abs rippling with tension, one hand cradling his by now no doubt furiously aching testicles. Still, he was too prideful to beg for the release he so badly desired. Oboro was finding it a bit hard to care, seeing as how she had Muryo's nice fat cock slapping her face. She told him how much she was enjoying it.

He released it, letting it fall on top of her head as he turned his attention back to her lord, teasing and making sport of his precarious position, drawing his own concubines in, causing them to giggle and attempt their own lewd jokes at his expense. Oboro ignored it as she was supposed to be sucking his cock. She drew her head back, her fist reclaiming a spot near the base of his cock. Gently, she stroked him a bit as she retained just the engorged tip in her puckered lips. She suckled on it before removing it entirely, the cock glistening with her spit. It throbbed with life in her hand, and she squeezed it in response. When she slid her fist upward, she massaged the bottom of the head with her thumb.

As Muryo encouraged the ghost and the kunoichi to playfully flick her lord's dick even calling the attendants over to partake in his fun, he casually took his own cock from her, pulling it up along his stomach. He shifted his hips forward and his intentions were clear. She directed her hand to his sack, handling the spheres with gentle caresses, finding the elastic skin somewhat interesting. She was soon pressing her lips to them, leaning in and ducking between his legs to suck at them and run her tongue along them.

Oboro became intimately familiar with the size, shape, smell, and taste of Muryo's manly balls as she thoroughly bathed them over the next few minutes. She went about it with the same steady dedication she brought to her every thought and action. She found she quite enjoyed the way he used her mouth and face, often stepping up and around her head to drape and squash his weighty gonads atop it. She resolved to tell him so at an appropriate moment.

Eventually, he pulled back from her to embrace his concubines and she remained on her knees patiently as he sealed his lips over Yuuna's in a hungry kiss, his hot, limber tongue exploring her mouth. The ghost girl mewled, lacing her arms around his neck as best she could as her eyes slid closed. His hands slid down, the one on her throat cupping a breast instead, mauling it as the other slipped down to grip her ample ass, hungrily kneading the firm flesh. Then he released her and swiftly gave the kunoichi the same treatment. As Oboro waited, her gaze naturally fell to his impressive member as it bobbed and wobbled with his shifting hips. That his erection was so hard and insistent even now after two ejaculations was strong evidence of his virility and of the vigor he would bring their bloodline.

Beside her Genshiro-sam had his fingers wrapped around his thick shaft, sliding up and down as his other fist fonded his tense and angry balls.

"Alright Gen, go ahead and pick Oboro up for me." He commanded stepping away from his women.

Her lord was quickly by her side and he helped her to her feet.

"No, no. Pick her up from behind her knees and lift her up in front of you so you can put her on my cock."

"Ah! Of course! You'll take Oboro-san in my arms, yes!"

Oboro loosely held her body into her lord's care, his hands grabbing her buttocks as he lifted her into his arms, his grip sliding down along her thighs as he spread them open in Muryo's direction.

Genshiro-sama directed her offered pelvis to Muryo's straining prick as the commoner held it out securely at the base.

Oboro moaned deeply as her lord impaled her on the very, very long and thick manhood. Held aloft, bent in near half with her knees practically level with her shoulders, she had the perfect view of the mortal's massive shaft as it split the folds of her pussy, bulging out her mound obscenely as it ****-fed her an incredible feast of cockmeat.

She shivered, gripping her lord's rock hard biceps holding her thighs as that pole split her open, her hot, gripping depths swallowing inch after throbbing, girthy inch of the young man's cock. Her eyes rolled back, and she forgot to breath as her body was wrapped around the monstrous intruder, every beat of Muryo's heart palpable through the beast tunneling into her. It went on forever, it seemed, the slow, inexorable, irresistable impaling of her hungry snatch until the tip nuzzled her cervix, sending a stab of mingled pain and pleasure through her body.

Oboro barely even needed her lord's support as her legs wrapped desperately around Muryo's waist, her womb alight with a torturously wonderful fire that seared her to her very soul. Never could she have fathomed that anyone would be that deep, would fill her so completely, and she would have never imagined that it would even the tiniest iota as -good-. She wanted him there, and she never wanted him to leave; his incredible fuckpole skewering her almost all the way through. She could feel the bulge in her belly, could feel the fat, hot slab stretching her womb open, and she loved every second of it.

The Black Dragon-God's lust was a hot all encompassing fire roiling within even as he continually felt like his balls were being crushed and **** to cum yet his stiff pulsing shaft refused to fire until he received that delicious hard flick to his glans he so desperately desired. The fuel to that flame was this boy, no-this man's incredible display of sexual virility and ferocity, taking woman after woman including Genshiro's own most loyal of vassals. He was utterly entranced by the way his formerly calm, serious, dutiful retainer had been transformed by the commoner's intimidatingly large phallus.

He held her in intimate closeness, able to feel every powerful thrust transmitted through her body. Oboro's eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth open in ragged panting, wanton moans, and shameless begging. She was screaming such things like:

"That's it! So DEEP!"'

"L-love.... I love.... I love your phallus!"

"Fuck me pregnant! Give me your worthy seed! Give me your offspring! Yes! Yes!"

"Deeper! Faster! I want it!"

"Ah ah Good! Cum-ming! Your penis! Your penis!"

Yes, Muryo's penis. It was ever on Genshiro's mind. He'd never had designs upon Oboro his trusted defender and confidante, but he had appreciated her grace and beauty and had some idle fantasies. Now he knew he would never think of touching her, his cock would surely stay tucked between his legs should he contenance that. The very idea of laying with any of the women Muryo so thoroughly bedded made him feel sheepish and small, even as he was aroused by Muryo's sexual conquests.

At Muryo's command, her lord knelt so the commoner could continue his rutting more comfortably on the floor. Oboro moaned and arched her back as Muryo's broad shaft driving up into her seizing spasming cunt, his hands taking possession of her bottom from Genshiro-sama, squeezing her cheeks with his grasping hands. Her lord simply held her shoulders lightly, looking down at her glistening sweat soaked body with an expression of pure lust and need.

Oboro sobbed as she was pounded with all vigor.  Her hands seized her lord's elbows, trying anything to control herself.  Moans and cries came constantly from her mouth. Her tits swayed in time with the thrusts, the peasant often stroking and squeezing them, his exquisite touch something she couldn't help but love.  Above her, Muryo asked how she liked it, if she loved how big his dick was.

“Yes,” she answered breathlessly. “Yes! It feels so good! Your penis, it’s so big!”  He told her to correct her statement to use dirtier words. When she hesitated, he threatened to stop, and that immediately loosened her tongue. “Your cock! I want your cock deep inside me!  It’s amazing, Muryo!” She felt so naughty saying it, but she could be convinced to say anything while in the throes of mind-numbing ecstasy. When she came, her fluids gushed from her to keep the drilling penis slippery, though it was a bit more difficult to move in the contracting channel.

Genshiro-sama leaned over her, his hands now holding her thighs open as Muryo pounded her pussy. His swollen purple cockhead was sticking out past her cheek. He was so excited, his piss-slit leaked a near constant gooey stream of pre down on to the pale swells of her tits.

Abruptly Muryo called out, "Someone suck on Gen's dick so it stops getting his stuff all over Oboro. Yuck, man. Only my cum is a national treasure!"

"Okay, Muryo!", cried the ghost happily and her head soon floated into view, hovering from above.

"No, no, not you! This guy doesn't deserve your lovely mouth! One of you fish-gals come suck it, I'm sure he normally has you do it all the time!"

That was true. Oboro was always by her lord's side and had never witnessed the act but he definitely used his body-servants for pleasure. That was common-sense.

As Yuuna floated back, her cheeks flushing red, there was a chorus of "Yes's" and a bit of a scramble as both of the attendants tried to obey before one managed to win out. She seemed more than a bit nervous, her blue skin blushing purple as she leaned in between their heaving naked bodies. Genshiro-sama maintained his grip on Oboro's legs as he leaned back, closing his eyes as tears seemed to stream down his cheeks in response to the aquatic woman's large fish lips wrapping his dick's tip, "Oh such heavenly pleasure!"

Muryo laughed even as he casually reached over and squeezed the attendant's small bottom. She kept sucking but angled her head to look at him, her lips trying to smile around her lord's girth and she shook her ass approvingly in his grip.

Abruptly Muryo began to loudly groan and roar, his hips suddenly rutting at a frantic pace.

Oboro felt the forceful blasts of sticky, searing-hot seed erupt inside her, flooding her with a deluge of ropy, gooey spunk, painting her womb in a thick coat of white before flooding the space with sloshing, oily warmth. She felt the blasts overwhelm the tight, **** seal of her cervix and spew out into the rest of her cunny, each spurt renewing the sensation as it overwhelmed the tiny gate. Steaming white sperm was leaking down her taint, between the cleft of her ass, and dripping in fat, heavy drops to the floor.

Slowly she was released into Genshiro-sama's arms fully as Muryo pulled away, his long softening cock extracting from within her with a lewd wet squelch. The commoner stumbled to the ground, laying back with a happy sigh, "Ah! This is the fucking life!"

She was left with a large angry prick against her buttocks, her lord unable to keep from subtly stroking her body as she lay atop him, thoroughly exhausted by her many, many tremendous orgasms. It was too bad. There had been times when she'd considered the possibility of strengthening the bloodline through intermixing but she had doubt that it would work now. She figured she would need to obtain a dildo of large proportions to satisfy her sexually now.

"Lay down on the floor and stop touching yourself, Gen."

"Yes, I will!"replied Genshiro-sama quickly as he leapt to obey, his big cock swinging around wildly. Soon enough he was on his back upon the ground, hands at his sides as his long dick stuck up and swayed over his abdomen.

"Now sit on his face, Oboro, feed him my cum-soaked cunt."

She gracefully swung her leg over her lord's head, her pale pink folds glistening as they descended on Genshiro-sama's mouth. Oboro let her eyes slide close as her lord's tongue slipped into the searing velvet of her cum filled pussy.

Muryo casually reached out and flicked the tip of her lord's cock.

Genshiro-sama seized up. Oboro felt his tongue go limp and mouth take in a sharp forceful breath before he let out a tremendous roar, partially muffled by her atop his face. She watched as the first long jet of hot, creamy spunk erupted from his throbbing shaft, arcing up into the air before landing in heavy spatters upon his abdomen and chest, as well as the backs of her hands braced upon it. Next his pelvis rocketed upward, his back arching violently as his long backed up testes were finally able to release their boiling hot load. His dick slapping against his navel with the movement of his hips, massive streamers of spunk powerfully blasted Oboro's breasts and stomach, a significant amount coating the bottom of her lord's chin and neck. Successive spurts occurred, alternating between shooting upward and at her as he continued to lose control of his wildly jerking pelvis in response to the explosive orgasm he was experiencing due to the commoner's long hold on his ability to release his arousal. By the time his extroadinarily long and productive ejaculations were over, both their bodies were sticky messes of dragon seed and his finally spent member lay shrunken and coiled within a pool of jizz upon his navel.