Ninja Gaiden Koibito
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+A through F › Dead or Alive
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
75
Views:
206,450
Reviews:
298
Recommended:
3
Currently Reading:
5
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I do not own Dead or Alive, Rumble Roses or Bayonetta, nor any of the characters herein. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Bonus Level: Time Trial
Bonus Level: Time Trial
Ryu found a cabin with his name stenciled neatly on the door. Upon entering the cozy interior, he quickly spotted a piece of parchment lying on the bed next to a pair of navy swimming trunks. It was another letter, this time in Ayane’s flowing handwriting.
“Dear Ryu,” He read the letter aloud at a whisper. “Kasumi and I are waiting for you, but you must complete the following schedule before meeting us.”
The rest of the letter was a list of names and corresponding places and times. Ryu glanced at the room’s timepiece, and felt the familiar thrill of challenge begin to churn in his belly. He quickly stored his ninja gear in the room’s closet and slipped into the navy trunks, slipped the letter under his waistband, then swept from the room.
Time was short.
***
In a handful of minutes, Ryu arrived at his first stop. Amidst the lush foliage of the island’s interior he spotted a shimmering waterfall cascading softly down into a trickling brook. Small boulders sat in the water, their edges smoothed by years of erosion and now covered by a verdant moss.
Standing amid this picturesque scene was the heiress of Douglas Fame’s fortune. Helena stood with her bare back to Ryu, and a quick glance down made it obvious that she was completely nude. She moved under the shimmering sheets of waterfall, letting it flow over her head and down over her alluring curves. She ran her fingers up through her light blond hair, letting it become soaked.
“You plan to do more than just watch, no?” Helena’s voice rang with amusement.
Ryu, somewhat startled that she had detected his approach, walked forward, slipping out of his trunks and setting them on a nearby boulder so as to not get the letter wet. Helena finally turned to face him, the water rolling down over her bare bosom. She had a fierce, almost wild look in her eye.
“Shall I be the brute once again?” Ryu asked as his arms came up around her back.
“Yes indeed.” Helena’s slender fingers curled around Ryu’s hardening shaft. “However, I will not be reprising my role of the damsel in distress.”
“It never suited you well.” Ryu’s pectoral muscles pressed against the creamy flesh of Helena’s breasts.
“The show must go on.” Helena whispered before Ryu’s lips descended on hers in a passionate kiss. They moved underneath the waterfall a little farther and Ryu’s strong arms lifted Helena easily, setting her down on a short boulder. Ryu knelt down onto his knees as Helena spread her legs, bringing them eye to eye. Ryu’s rod sank into the warm wetness of Helena’s slit.
Ryu began to thrust, sending Helena’s head arching back as the woman’s voice sang out her pleasure. Water poured down over them, continuously dousing them as their bodies danced to an ancient rhythm. Ryu’s hands found their way to Helena’s breasts. He squeezed the soft flesh and massaged her chest with confidence.
“Oh, oui! Oui, Ryu!” Helena gasped as she leaned forward. Her own hands roamed down over Ryu’s tense buttocks, gripping the hard muscle and urging him into her.
“Oh, Ryu!” Helena moaned. “We’ve come a long way from my library…agh!... haven’t we?”
Ryu answered her with a forceful thrust of his hips. He couldn’t help but think he was forgetting something.
“Faster, Ryu!” Helena pulled on him more desperately. “You don’t have all day.”
Ryu suddenly remembered the letter, and was somewhat shocked that Helena was aware of it. Instead of asking about the letter, Ryu redoubled his speed, driving his rod into the French beauty.
“Oui!” Helena cried out, as she began to clench around Ryu. “Oh! OUI! AHHHH! Are you watching, Christie? Oh, ah! CHRISTIE!”
“Christie?” He barely spoke the question when his orgasm rushed up through his groin and through his body. Ryu arched his back, slamming his shaft deep into her.
“HELENA!” he bellowed.
“I saw indeed, Mistress Helena.” A smooth English voice spoke up.
Ryu and Helena’s bodies were still in the midst of spasms when Christie’s lithe form pressed hard against the ninja’s back. The assassin’s trained hands pulled Ryu’s throbbing cock from Helena’s passage. Ryu began to turn but suddenly found himself lying on his back in the creek, water splashing around him. Christie’s tan body stepped over him, and she straddled his hips, facing away from him and gripping his muscular calves which were now leaning vertically against Helena’s boulder.
Ryu saw that Helena was still sitting on the boulder, but now her spread legs were right in front of Christie’s grinning mouth. Helena scooted forward and Christie leaned in, pleasuring her mistress. Ryu drove his rod up into Christie, forcing a deep groan from her mouth which was busy teasing Helena’s clit, causing Helena to scream in delight.
In a few moments Christie’s expert tongue brought Helena to a toe curling climax. Christie then leaned back as Ryu’s cock pitched up into her over and over again. She cupped his sac in her hands, bringing her full talent to bear on pleasuring him, but this time Ryu was prepared. His own hands found her clit, twisting and twirling in a blur of motion. Christie cried out, her canal clamping down on Ryu’s cock just as he flew over the edge as well.
Christie lay back on Ryu’s chest and turned to look in his eyes.
“You could make a girl almost want to settle down, Ryu.” Christie panted.
“Almost?” Ryu asked.
“Almost.” Christie nodded breathlessly. “But we girls always have each other. You had better get moving.”
Christie stood and moved over Helena, their lips meeting in a feverish kiss, but as much as Ryu wanted to watch, he leapt to his feet, grabbed his trunks and the letter and dashed away.
Time stands still for no ninja.
***
Ryu found Hitomi near the beach stretched out on a sturdy looking tree branch nearly twenty feet over the ground, wearing a small purple bikini. As he approached, Hitomi’s face lit up.
“Ryu!” She waved him over.
“Hitomi,” Ryu bowed quickly, coming to a stop below Hitomi’s branch. “I must ask a great favor of you…”
“Ryu,” Hitomi cut him off. “Do you really think you need to ask?” Hitomi grinned as she untied her top, her firm breasts jiggled as she sat up. “Now get up here!”
In a blur of motion, Ryu scrambled up to Hitomi, leaving his trunks at the base of the tree. Hitomi had barely slipped out of her bikini bottom before Ryu was standing on the branch she sat on. Hitomi stood as well, balancing with her arms over the considerable drop below. Suddenly she rushed Ryu, knocking down on his back on the rough bark.
“Where is Leifang?” Ryu asked as Hitomi ran her fingers down his chest.
“She’s on the other side of the island.” Hitomi said casually as her hands traced Ryu’s hard abdominals.
“What?” Ryu asked, aghast as he remembered the strict schedule in Ayane’s letter. “That must be five miles away. But there’s no time…”
“You’re right, Ryu,” Hitomi giggled. “There isn’t. At least not if we do this just lying down.”
Ryu looked at her, dumbfounded. She could not be suggesting…
“Two for the road, Ryu?” Hitomi stood and looked down at him expectantly. Ryu got to his feet, and in one decisive motion picked Hitomi up, his hands gripping her tight butt. The young German girl wrapped her smooth legs tightly around Ryu’s butt and her arms slipped securely around his neck. Ryu leapt from the branch and landed easily on his feet.
“Well, Ryu.” Hitomi’s right arm reached down and guided Ryu’s shaft into her before returning to his neck. “We’ve got five miles and at least one mind-blowing orgasm to go! Let's do it!”
Ryu took off at a dead run, leaving his trunks and the letter behind. There was simply no time to lose. Hitomi must have felt the same way. Her hips squirmed around his rod with a crazed fervor.
“Ryu! AHHH! Fanastisch!” Hitomi bounced up and down, her tight crevice sliding up and down on Ryu’s cock. Ryu dashed through the dense foliage of the island’s interior, deftly jumping over fallen trees and dodging long hanging branches with aplomb.
“OH! Ja! AGH! Faster, Ryu!” Hitomi pressed her young, vital body against Ryu, her firm breasts rubbing against Ryu’s broad chest. “Mein gott! Faster!”
Ryu was not sure whether Hitomi was referring to his running or their love making. It then occurred to him that there was little difference between the two. The faster he ran, the more rapidly his cock drove up into Hitomi’s vessel. Ryu concentrated, focusing his energy to maintain a steady erection. Even his finely toned body was not used to supporting both a full out run and raucous sex at the same time. There was only so much blood in his body, and his cock and legs were both vying for their fair share.
“Ja, Ryu! OHHH!” Hitomi’s tongue slid down Ryu’s jaw line down to his chin.
Ryu bounded over a fallen tree, landing firmly on his feet and Hitomi squealed. They had covered over four miles when Hitomi’s moans began to build to an inevitable but not unwelcome peak.
“Ryu!” Hitomi groaned into his ear. “AHHH! ICH KOMME!”
“ARGH! Hitomi!” Ryu gasped.
Ryu’s shaft throbbed within Hitomi’s convulsing canal, and his legs suddenly felt weak. He veered wildly from left to right, doing his best to keep a straight course through the jungle in spite of the storming pleasure in his groin. He stumbled into a clearing just as Hitomi’s cries of passion began to subside, her sheath still earnestly pumping his tingling member.
“Looks like…” Hitomi stopped short, gasping for breath and looking exhausted. “Looks like we made it in plenty of time. Tell Leifang to show her who is boss!”
“Who is this ‘her’?” Ryu asked, but Hitomi just grinned sleepily.
Ryu set Hitomi down on the sand, where she promptly collapsed; an enormous grin on her face. After Ryu was certain she was asleep he turned and jogged, panting, to a large tent that had been erected a quarter mile down the beach. As Ryu neared the tent, he heard two young female voices moaning in erotic gratification.
Ryu flung back the flap and entered a dimly candlelit scene of ancient decadence. Leifang and Kokoro lay entwined, each girl’s head buried between the legs of the other, their tongues servicing one another. They rolled across the carpet, their pale skin glowing in the candlelight with a thin sheen of sweat. Leifang spotted Ryu first.
“We are deciding…agh!... whose technique is superior. Ahhh!” Leifang gasped at Kokoro’s lapping tongue.
“I think we both win regardless, Leifang. Ugh, yes!” Kokoro moaned as one of Leifang’s fingers circled her clit.
Ryu watched as two masters of sexual subtlety writhed together before him; the combined erotic knowledge of China and Japan, each spanning centuries, was focused between the two girls pleasuring each other at Ryu’s feet. After several moments, they wailed an earsplitting orgasm in perfect sync.
He knelt beside the Asian vixens, his shaft standing boldly at attention. Without a word, Leifang and Kokoro sat up and moved to kneel face to face with Ryu, their knees touching his. Ryu reached out with his hands, his left dipping into Kokoro’s slit, while his right slipped within Leifang’s warm flesh. Two sets of hands roamed down to Ryu’s pulsating cock and in moments they had grasped the hard organ, bringing the full potential of their sexual virtuosity to bear. Ryu shuddered with pleasure as their fingers toyed, pulled and massaged him in the most extraordinary manner. The pattern of their ministrations changed constantly, and somehow their styles complimented each other with every new twist.
Ryu did his best to return the pleasure he was receiving, but he was certain it could not compare. Kokoro and Leifang both cooed as his hands did their work, but Ryu knew that compared to what his rod was experiencing, they were being robbed. He was shocked, then, when the two dark haired beauties screamed his name in unison.
“RYU!”
Then suddenly their hands became a blur of movement and Ryu’s breath left him. It felt as though there were a thousand hands around his shaft and sac, each with a perfect understanding of what he wanted to feel. Ryu did not realize he was nearing his orgasm until it was upon him in full force, his pelvis bucked involuntarily, straining in climax.
Ryu gasped for breath while Leifang and Kokoro smiled adoringly at his sweat covered face. Ryu returned their smile, and stood shakily to his feet and the two girls rose as well.
“You can see them now, Ryu.” Leifang nodded. “They are three miles south of here, at the heart of the island.”
“Be warned, Ryu.” Kokoro cautioned with a sly grin. “They have been training with us for weeks, and they have surpassed both their teachers.”
Ryu bowed. He donned another pair of blue trunks that were resting near the door and was out of the tent in a whisper of movement.
“Shall we continue?” Kokoro turned to Leifang.
“Just let me get Hitomi.” Leifang giggled.
***
Ryu shot into the jungle at full speed, nimbly slipping through the trees like a panther on the hunt. His mind was full of expectation, and it was a nearly fatal flaw. His awareness was hampered, and it nearly cost him his life.
Something struck Ryu squarely in the chest, throwing him backward through the air and into the unyielding bark of a tree trunk. Seeing stars, Ryu staggered to his feet, his hands already assuming a fighting stance. There was an indistinct glimmer of light and then a series of savage blows pelted his abdomen, forcing the air from his lungs and sending him sprawling on his knees.
Through sheer force of will, Ryu centered himself, and a sphere of fire roared to life around him. Again a blurry form shot at him from his right, rebounding off the fire Ninpo. The flames extinguished, and Ryu jumped back, trying desperately to regain his bearings.
And then he saw it.
A translucent specter stood twenty feet from him. The air shimmered with an emerald glow. The specter’s form was blatantly female and, were it not so ghostly, it would have been truly beautiful. There was something all together too familiar about the apparition’s stance and posture.
It was Kasumi. Or rather a nightmare mirror image of her.
“Alpha-152!” Ryu yelled at the body of light. “I thought you were destroyed! Know this, clone: You shall certainly not survive this day!”
Ryu lunged at Alpha and she teleported right in front of him. Ryu’s fist smashed into the pure energy of her face, sending sparks flying. Alpha’s foot caught Ryu’s leg, knocking him off balance. The clone fought as skillfully as Kasumi, and being made of pure energy had its own advantages. Ryu and Alpha-152 battled through the jungle, their powerful blows splintering trees like toothpicks. As Alpha-152 rained another volley of strikes at him, Ryu began to ponder the unthinkable.
He could lose.
Alpha landed a stinging blow to Ryu’s stomach, slamming him hard against a tree. She then teleported less than an inch in front of him, hands of crackling energy tore the blue trunks from his body, exposing his member. Ryu’s hands flew around Alpha’s neck, squeezing as hard as he could, raw energy coursing up his arms setting his hair on end. Much to Ryu’s astonishment, the thrill of battle had excited him in more ways than one, and his cock stood erect.
Alpha tried to pull back out of Ryu’s death grip and fell back. Ryu landed on top of the phantom and, to his horror, his stiff rod slid into the shimmering gap between Alpha’s ethereal legs.
“No!” Ryu screamed in anger, trying to ignore the intense energy suddenly pouring through his loins. He made to pull away, but Alpha’s powerful arms clamped down on his back in a vice grip, her legs also wrapping tightly around Ryu’s butt.
“You are nothing!” Ryu spat. “You think you can take this? Then take it!”
Ryu unleashed his full strength, slamming into Alpha-152 without restraint. His thrusting hips pounded into the spectral being with a fury that Ryu would never dare use with any woman.
Any real woman.
“You’re not even real!” Ryu growled. “You are no woman! You are a monster!”
Alpha-152’s glowing eyes widened as Ryu skewered her savagely. She arched her back, her large ethereal breasts pressing against Ryu’s chest, sparking against his pectorals. The clone’s mouth was wide, but no sound issued forth. Her entire body began to strobe in time with Ryu's thrusts. Alpha's hips bucked up to meet Ryu stroke for stroke, slamming into his rushing cock. To his great consternation, Ryu felt a great thrill begin to mount in his groin.
Ryu’s forehead lashed forward, smashing into Alpha’s head and allowing the ninja to extract himself from the phantom and regain his footing. Kasumi’s clone lunged at him. Ryu caught Alpha’s wrists in his hands and sent the glowing nightmare soaring up from the ground with a vicious kick. In a flash, Ryu leapt up with Alpha-152, grabbing the clone in midair. As Ryu began his Izuna Drop, Alpha managed to reinsert his rod which was still teetering on the edge of release.
"Now die!" Ryu yelled as they spun crazily downward toward the ground. Ryu and his ghostly adversary struck the ground, forcing Ryu’s cock deep within her shimmering canal. Alpha-152's body flashed brilliantly as her climax exploded into life. The universe turned into a brilliant shower of emerald light and every hair on Ryu's body stood out straight as Alpha-152's energy flowed into him. Ryu came hard, his eyes rolled back in his head, and then everything went black.
Ryu's vision swam as he awoke, his body aching. The ninja staggered to his feet and looked around warily.
Alpha-152 was gone.
"Stay dead this time." Ryu whispered.
He looked down at his body, and saw the last arcs of electricity dance across his skin. Ryu stood, his legs barely holding his weight, and staggered toward where he believed Ayane and Kasumi awaited him, his vision beginning to blur. He tried not to think where exactly the essence of Alpha-152 went, and tried even harder to forget the electrifying sensation of the clone’s sheath around his rod. He shuddered at the memory, but what scared him the most was that it was not out of disgust.
Ryu took five more steps and then collapsed into darkness.
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Writer Commentary
Having introduced the last of the new girls into the Koibito series, it seemed the time had come to wrap things up. The idea of a “Time Trial” is yet another pun on videogame clichés, much like the sub-series of “Bonus Levels” themselves. I wanted to give each of the girls a decent spot in this chapter, and to try out some different ideas that had been mulling about in my head. Giving Ryu a limited time to basically have sex with all the girls was a cheap way to justify keeping the sex scenes short and sweet and all in the same chapter.
Ryu’s first target is Helena, who I believe got the short end of the stick in her original chapter. I’m still not pleased with this one either, but we are given a little consolation in a three-way with Christie for the benefit of “Scalon” and “Some Troll” (thanks for the great reviews, all!). I liked the idea that Christie and Helena are almost using Ryu as an exceptionally advanced sex toy, using him to enhance their own torrid affair. Christie shows just a bit of sincerity to Ryu, which would later become of greater importance.
I was really looking forward to writing the Hitomi section. I really wanted to get Hitomi on her own with Ryu, apart from the threesome of the “Encounter” series. The big theme of this scene was Ryu having to run while having intense sex with Hitomi wrapped around him. I always laugh at the thought of poor Ryu stumbling through the jungle with our favorite cute German girl barking German and riding him like there’s no tomorrow.
The pairing of Leifang and Kokoro was very similar to how Tina and Rachel came together. I had actually confused Kokoro with Leifang in early screens of DOA4, and thought it would be interesting to visualize them together. You will notice that they were already making love to each other before Ryu shows up, and that they continue after he leaves; I did not want things to become too Ryu-centric, and letting the girls do their own thing really helps keeping Ryu from seeming too dominating. There is no direct intercourse during this scene, but it wasn’t planned that way; the more I wrote about their manual stimulation, the more erotic it seemed, so instead I settled for a threesome hand job.
The last scene is completely due to “Some Troll” and his suggestion. I STILL have not played DOA4, but I did watch videos of all the ending cinematics. Blasphemy, I know! When I saw the ghostlike form of Alpha-152, I knew she would be a greatly unique addition. Here we have Ryu sincerely resisting and fighting against his partner, unlike the serious but very friendly rivalry with Tina. There is no love in the sex here, and Ryu is allowed to be truly brutal considering he is having sex with what amounts to an artificial demon. I was thrilled to include Ryu’s signature Izuna Drop as the climactic moment of release.
The encounter with Alpha-152 is incredibly intense, and it taxes Ryu more than we have seen previously. Without meeting up with Ayane and Kasumi and their promised pleasure, Ryu just blacks out. Our hero is defeated!
Or is he?
Ryu found a cabin with his name stenciled neatly on the door. Upon entering the cozy interior, he quickly spotted a piece of parchment lying on the bed next to a pair of navy swimming trunks. It was another letter, this time in Ayane’s flowing handwriting.
“Dear Ryu,” He read the letter aloud at a whisper. “Kasumi and I are waiting for you, but you must complete the following schedule before meeting us.”
The rest of the letter was a list of names and corresponding places and times. Ryu glanced at the room’s timepiece, and felt the familiar thrill of challenge begin to churn in his belly. He quickly stored his ninja gear in the room’s closet and slipped into the navy trunks, slipped the letter under his waistband, then swept from the room.
Time was short.
***
In a handful of minutes, Ryu arrived at his first stop. Amidst the lush foliage of the island’s interior he spotted a shimmering waterfall cascading softly down into a trickling brook. Small boulders sat in the water, their edges smoothed by years of erosion and now covered by a verdant moss.
Standing amid this picturesque scene was the heiress of Douglas Fame’s fortune. Helena stood with her bare back to Ryu, and a quick glance down made it obvious that she was completely nude. She moved under the shimmering sheets of waterfall, letting it flow over her head and down over her alluring curves. She ran her fingers up through her light blond hair, letting it become soaked.
“You plan to do more than just watch, no?” Helena’s voice rang with amusement.
Ryu, somewhat startled that she had detected his approach, walked forward, slipping out of his trunks and setting them on a nearby boulder so as to not get the letter wet. Helena finally turned to face him, the water rolling down over her bare bosom. She had a fierce, almost wild look in her eye.
“Shall I be the brute once again?” Ryu asked as his arms came up around her back.
“Yes indeed.” Helena’s slender fingers curled around Ryu’s hardening shaft. “However, I will not be reprising my role of the damsel in distress.”
“It never suited you well.” Ryu’s pectoral muscles pressed against the creamy flesh of Helena’s breasts.
“The show must go on.” Helena whispered before Ryu’s lips descended on hers in a passionate kiss. They moved underneath the waterfall a little farther and Ryu’s strong arms lifted Helena easily, setting her down on a short boulder. Ryu knelt down onto his knees as Helena spread her legs, bringing them eye to eye. Ryu’s rod sank into the warm wetness of Helena’s slit.
Ryu began to thrust, sending Helena’s head arching back as the woman’s voice sang out her pleasure. Water poured down over them, continuously dousing them as their bodies danced to an ancient rhythm. Ryu’s hands found their way to Helena’s breasts. He squeezed the soft flesh and massaged her chest with confidence.
“Oh, oui! Oui, Ryu!” Helena gasped as she leaned forward. Her own hands roamed down over Ryu’s tense buttocks, gripping the hard muscle and urging him into her.
“Oh, Ryu!” Helena moaned. “We’ve come a long way from my library…agh!... haven’t we?”
Ryu answered her with a forceful thrust of his hips. He couldn’t help but think he was forgetting something.
“Faster, Ryu!” Helena pulled on him more desperately. “You don’t have all day.”
Ryu suddenly remembered the letter, and was somewhat shocked that Helena was aware of it. Instead of asking about the letter, Ryu redoubled his speed, driving his rod into the French beauty.
“Oui!” Helena cried out, as she began to clench around Ryu. “Oh! OUI! AHHHH! Are you watching, Christie? Oh, ah! CHRISTIE!”
“Christie?” He barely spoke the question when his orgasm rushed up through his groin and through his body. Ryu arched his back, slamming his shaft deep into her.
“HELENA!” he bellowed.
“I saw indeed, Mistress Helena.” A smooth English voice spoke up.
Ryu and Helena’s bodies were still in the midst of spasms when Christie’s lithe form pressed hard against the ninja’s back. The assassin’s trained hands pulled Ryu’s throbbing cock from Helena’s passage. Ryu began to turn but suddenly found himself lying on his back in the creek, water splashing around him. Christie’s tan body stepped over him, and she straddled his hips, facing away from him and gripping his muscular calves which were now leaning vertically against Helena’s boulder.
Ryu saw that Helena was still sitting on the boulder, but now her spread legs were right in front of Christie’s grinning mouth. Helena scooted forward and Christie leaned in, pleasuring her mistress. Ryu drove his rod up into Christie, forcing a deep groan from her mouth which was busy teasing Helena’s clit, causing Helena to scream in delight.
In a few moments Christie’s expert tongue brought Helena to a toe curling climax. Christie then leaned back as Ryu’s cock pitched up into her over and over again. She cupped his sac in her hands, bringing her full talent to bear on pleasuring him, but this time Ryu was prepared. His own hands found her clit, twisting and twirling in a blur of motion. Christie cried out, her canal clamping down on Ryu’s cock just as he flew over the edge as well.
Christie lay back on Ryu’s chest and turned to look in his eyes.
“You could make a girl almost want to settle down, Ryu.” Christie panted.
“Almost?” Ryu asked.
“Almost.” Christie nodded breathlessly. “But we girls always have each other. You had better get moving.”
Christie stood and moved over Helena, their lips meeting in a feverish kiss, but as much as Ryu wanted to watch, he leapt to his feet, grabbed his trunks and the letter and dashed away.
Time stands still for no ninja.
***
Ryu found Hitomi near the beach stretched out on a sturdy looking tree branch nearly twenty feet over the ground, wearing a small purple bikini. As he approached, Hitomi’s face lit up.
“Ryu!” She waved him over.
“Hitomi,” Ryu bowed quickly, coming to a stop below Hitomi’s branch. “I must ask a great favor of you…”
“Ryu,” Hitomi cut him off. “Do you really think you need to ask?” Hitomi grinned as she untied her top, her firm breasts jiggled as she sat up. “Now get up here!”
In a blur of motion, Ryu scrambled up to Hitomi, leaving his trunks at the base of the tree. Hitomi had barely slipped out of her bikini bottom before Ryu was standing on the branch she sat on. Hitomi stood as well, balancing with her arms over the considerable drop below. Suddenly she rushed Ryu, knocking down on his back on the rough bark.
“Where is Leifang?” Ryu asked as Hitomi ran her fingers down his chest.
“She’s on the other side of the island.” Hitomi said casually as her hands traced Ryu’s hard abdominals.
“What?” Ryu asked, aghast as he remembered the strict schedule in Ayane’s letter. “That must be five miles away. But there’s no time…”
“You’re right, Ryu,” Hitomi giggled. “There isn’t. At least not if we do this just lying down.”
Ryu looked at her, dumbfounded. She could not be suggesting…
“Two for the road, Ryu?” Hitomi stood and looked down at him expectantly. Ryu got to his feet, and in one decisive motion picked Hitomi up, his hands gripping her tight butt. The young German girl wrapped her smooth legs tightly around Ryu’s butt and her arms slipped securely around his neck. Ryu leapt from the branch and landed easily on his feet.
“Well, Ryu.” Hitomi’s right arm reached down and guided Ryu’s shaft into her before returning to his neck. “We’ve got five miles and at least one mind-blowing orgasm to go! Let's do it!”
Ryu took off at a dead run, leaving his trunks and the letter behind. There was simply no time to lose. Hitomi must have felt the same way. Her hips squirmed around his rod with a crazed fervor.
“Ryu! AHHH! Fanastisch!” Hitomi bounced up and down, her tight crevice sliding up and down on Ryu’s cock. Ryu dashed through the dense foliage of the island’s interior, deftly jumping over fallen trees and dodging long hanging branches with aplomb.
“OH! Ja! AGH! Faster, Ryu!” Hitomi pressed her young, vital body against Ryu, her firm breasts rubbing against Ryu’s broad chest. “Mein gott! Faster!”
Ryu was not sure whether Hitomi was referring to his running or their love making. It then occurred to him that there was little difference between the two. The faster he ran, the more rapidly his cock drove up into Hitomi’s vessel. Ryu concentrated, focusing his energy to maintain a steady erection. Even his finely toned body was not used to supporting both a full out run and raucous sex at the same time. There was only so much blood in his body, and his cock and legs were both vying for their fair share.
“Ja, Ryu! OHHH!” Hitomi’s tongue slid down Ryu’s jaw line down to his chin.
Ryu bounded over a fallen tree, landing firmly on his feet and Hitomi squealed. They had covered over four miles when Hitomi’s moans began to build to an inevitable but not unwelcome peak.
“Ryu!” Hitomi groaned into his ear. “AHHH! ICH KOMME!”
“ARGH! Hitomi!” Ryu gasped.
Ryu’s shaft throbbed within Hitomi’s convulsing canal, and his legs suddenly felt weak. He veered wildly from left to right, doing his best to keep a straight course through the jungle in spite of the storming pleasure in his groin. He stumbled into a clearing just as Hitomi’s cries of passion began to subside, her sheath still earnestly pumping his tingling member.
“Looks like…” Hitomi stopped short, gasping for breath and looking exhausted. “Looks like we made it in plenty of time. Tell Leifang to show her who is boss!”
“Who is this ‘her’?” Ryu asked, but Hitomi just grinned sleepily.
Ryu set Hitomi down on the sand, where she promptly collapsed; an enormous grin on her face. After Ryu was certain she was asleep he turned and jogged, panting, to a large tent that had been erected a quarter mile down the beach. As Ryu neared the tent, he heard two young female voices moaning in erotic gratification.
Ryu flung back the flap and entered a dimly candlelit scene of ancient decadence. Leifang and Kokoro lay entwined, each girl’s head buried between the legs of the other, their tongues servicing one another. They rolled across the carpet, their pale skin glowing in the candlelight with a thin sheen of sweat. Leifang spotted Ryu first.
“We are deciding…agh!... whose technique is superior. Ahhh!” Leifang gasped at Kokoro’s lapping tongue.
“I think we both win regardless, Leifang. Ugh, yes!” Kokoro moaned as one of Leifang’s fingers circled her clit.
Ryu watched as two masters of sexual subtlety writhed together before him; the combined erotic knowledge of China and Japan, each spanning centuries, was focused between the two girls pleasuring each other at Ryu’s feet. After several moments, they wailed an earsplitting orgasm in perfect sync.
He knelt beside the Asian vixens, his shaft standing boldly at attention. Without a word, Leifang and Kokoro sat up and moved to kneel face to face with Ryu, their knees touching his. Ryu reached out with his hands, his left dipping into Kokoro’s slit, while his right slipped within Leifang’s warm flesh. Two sets of hands roamed down to Ryu’s pulsating cock and in moments they had grasped the hard organ, bringing the full potential of their sexual virtuosity to bear. Ryu shuddered with pleasure as their fingers toyed, pulled and massaged him in the most extraordinary manner. The pattern of their ministrations changed constantly, and somehow their styles complimented each other with every new twist.
Ryu did his best to return the pleasure he was receiving, but he was certain it could not compare. Kokoro and Leifang both cooed as his hands did their work, but Ryu knew that compared to what his rod was experiencing, they were being robbed. He was shocked, then, when the two dark haired beauties screamed his name in unison.
“RYU!”
Then suddenly their hands became a blur of movement and Ryu’s breath left him. It felt as though there were a thousand hands around his shaft and sac, each with a perfect understanding of what he wanted to feel. Ryu did not realize he was nearing his orgasm until it was upon him in full force, his pelvis bucked involuntarily, straining in climax.
Ryu gasped for breath while Leifang and Kokoro smiled adoringly at his sweat covered face. Ryu returned their smile, and stood shakily to his feet and the two girls rose as well.
“You can see them now, Ryu.” Leifang nodded. “They are three miles south of here, at the heart of the island.”
“Be warned, Ryu.” Kokoro cautioned with a sly grin. “They have been training with us for weeks, and they have surpassed both their teachers.”
Ryu bowed. He donned another pair of blue trunks that were resting near the door and was out of the tent in a whisper of movement.
“Shall we continue?” Kokoro turned to Leifang.
“Just let me get Hitomi.” Leifang giggled.
***
Ryu shot into the jungle at full speed, nimbly slipping through the trees like a panther on the hunt. His mind was full of expectation, and it was a nearly fatal flaw. His awareness was hampered, and it nearly cost him his life.
Something struck Ryu squarely in the chest, throwing him backward through the air and into the unyielding bark of a tree trunk. Seeing stars, Ryu staggered to his feet, his hands already assuming a fighting stance. There was an indistinct glimmer of light and then a series of savage blows pelted his abdomen, forcing the air from his lungs and sending him sprawling on his knees.
Through sheer force of will, Ryu centered himself, and a sphere of fire roared to life around him. Again a blurry form shot at him from his right, rebounding off the fire Ninpo. The flames extinguished, and Ryu jumped back, trying desperately to regain his bearings.
And then he saw it.
A translucent specter stood twenty feet from him. The air shimmered with an emerald glow. The specter’s form was blatantly female and, were it not so ghostly, it would have been truly beautiful. There was something all together too familiar about the apparition’s stance and posture.
It was Kasumi. Or rather a nightmare mirror image of her.
“Alpha-152!” Ryu yelled at the body of light. “I thought you were destroyed! Know this, clone: You shall certainly not survive this day!”
Ryu lunged at Alpha and she teleported right in front of him. Ryu’s fist smashed into the pure energy of her face, sending sparks flying. Alpha’s foot caught Ryu’s leg, knocking him off balance. The clone fought as skillfully as Kasumi, and being made of pure energy had its own advantages. Ryu and Alpha-152 battled through the jungle, their powerful blows splintering trees like toothpicks. As Alpha-152 rained another volley of strikes at him, Ryu began to ponder the unthinkable.
He could lose.
Alpha landed a stinging blow to Ryu’s stomach, slamming him hard against a tree. She then teleported less than an inch in front of him, hands of crackling energy tore the blue trunks from his body, exposing his member. Ryu’s hands flew around Alpha’s neck, squeezing as hard as he could, raw energy coursing up his arms setting his hair on end. Much to Ryu’s astonishment, the thrill of battle had excited him in more ways than one, and his cock stood erect.
Alpha tried to pull back out of Ryu’s death grip and fell back. Ryu landed on top of the phantom and, to his horror, his stiff rod slid into the shimmering gap between Alpha’s ethereal legs.
“No!” Ryu screamed in anger, trying to ignore the intense energy suddenly pouring through his loins. He made to pull away, but Alpha’s powerful arms clamped down on his back in a vice grip, her legs also wrapping tightly around Ryu’s butt.
“You are nothing!” Ryu spat. “You think you can take this? Then take it!”
Ryu unleashed his full strength, slamming into Alpha-152 without restraint. His thrusting hips pounded into the spectral being with a fury that Ryu would never dare use with any woman.
Any real woman.
“You’re not even real!” Ryu growled. “You are no woman! You are a monster!”
Alpha-152’s glowing eyes widened as Ryu skewered her savagely. She arched her back, her large ethereal breasts pressing against Ryu’s chest, sparking against his pectorals. The clone’s mouth was wide, but no sound issued forth. Her entire body began to strobe in time with Ryu's thrusts. Alpha's hips bucked up to meet Ryu stroke for stroke, slamming into his rushing cock. To his great consternation, Ryu felt a great thrill begin to mount in his groin.
Ryu’s forehead lashed forward, smashing into Alpha’s head and allowing the ninja to extract himself from the phantom and regain his footing. Kasumi’s clone lunged at him. Ryu caught Alpha’s wrists in his hands and sent the glowing nightmare soaring up from the ground with a vicious kick. In a flash, Ryu leapt up with Alpha-152, grabbing the clone in midair. As Ryu began his Izuna Drop, Alpha managed to reinsert his rod which was still teetering on the edge of release.
"Now die!" Ryu yelled as they spun crazily downward toward the ground. Ryu and his ghostly adversary struck the ground, forcing Ryu’s cock deep within her shimmering canal. Alpha-152's body flashed brilliantly as her climax exploded into life. The universe turned into a brilliant shower of emerald light and every hair on Ryu's body stood out straight as Alpha-152's energy flowed into him. Ryu came hard, his eyes rolled back in his head, and then everything went black.
Ryu's vision swam as he awoke, his body aching. The ninja staggered to his feet and looked around warily.
Alpha-152 was gone.
"Stay dead this time." Ryu whispered.
He looked down at his body, and saw the last arcs of electricity dance across his skin. Ryu stood, his legs barely holding his weight, and staggered toward where he believed Ayane and Kasumi awaited him, his vision beginning to blur. He tried not to think where exactly the essence of Alpha-152 went, and tried even harder to forget the electrifying sensation of the clone’s sheath around his rod. He shuddered at the memory, but what scared him the most was that it was not out of disgust.
Ryu took five more steps and then collapsed into darkness.
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Writer Commentary
Having introduced the last of the new girls into the Koibito series, it seemed the time had come to wrap things up. The idea of a “Time Trial” is yet another pun on videogame clichés, much like the sub-series of “Bonus Levels” themselves. I wanted to give each of the girls a decent spot in this chapter, and to try out some different ideas that had been mulling about in my head. Giving Ryu a limited time to basically have sex with all the girls was a cheap way to justify keeping the sex scenes short and sweet and all in the same chapter.
Ryu’s first target is Helena, who I believe got the short end of the stick in her original chapter. I’m still not pleased with this one either, but we are given a little consolation in a three-way with Christie for the benefit of “Scalon” and “Some Troll” (thanks for the great reviews, all!). I liked the idea that Christie and Helena are almost using Ryu as an exceptionally advanced sex toy, using him to enhance their own torrid affair. Christie shows just a bit of sincerity to Ryu, which would later become of greater importance.
I was really looking forward to writing the Hitomi section. I really wanted to get Hitomi on her own with Ryu, apart from the threesome of the “Encounter” series. The big theme of this scene was Ryu having to run while having intense sex with Hitomi wrapped around him. I always laugh at the thought of poor Ryu stumbling through the jungle with our favorite cute German girl barking German and riding him like there’s no tomorrow.
The pairing of Leifang and Kokoro was very similar to how Tina and Rachel came together. I had actually confused Kokoro with Leifang in early screens of DOA4, and thought it would be interesting to visualize them together. You will notice that they were already making love to each other before Ryu shows up, and that they continue after he leaves; I did not want things to become too Ryu-centric, and letting the girls do their own thing really helps keeping Ryu from seeming too dominating. There is no direct intercourse during this scene, but it wasn’t planned that way; the more I wrote about their manual stimulation, the more erotic it seemed, so instead I settled for a threesome hand job.
The last scene is completely due to “Some Troll” and his suggestion. I STILL have not played DOA4, but I did watch videos of all the ending cinematics. Blasphemy, I know! When I saw the ghostlike form of Alpha-152, I knew she would be a greatly unique addition. Here we have Ryu sincerely resisting and fighting against his partner, unlike the serious but very friendly rivalry with Tina. There is no love in the sex here, and Ryu is allowed to be truly brutal considering he is having sex with what amounts to an artificial demon. I was thrilled to include Ryu’s signature Izuna Drop as the climactic moment of release.
The encounter with Alpha-152 is incredibly intense, and it taxes Ryu more than we have seen previously. Without meeting up with Ayane and Kasumi and their promised pleasure, Ryu just blacks out. Our hero is defeated!
Or is he?