Ninja Gaiden Koibito

Ninja Roses: G.B.S.P.


Tina arrived back at the tour bus shortly after Ryu. She burst into the bedroom, muttering under her breath. Tina’s blue eyes burned with fury.

“I can’t believe this!” Tina roared. “Here we are, giving them the show of the damn MILLENNIUM, and they treat us like children!”

“I take it the meeting did not go well.” Ryu spoke gently and stepped behind Tina, massaging her shoulders tenderly. He could feel Tina’s powerful muscles knotted with stress beneath his fingertips.

“Oh it went fine, I just…oh, that’s nice, Ryu.” Tina’s eyes fluttered closed as she let herself relax under Ryu’s strong hands. “It could have gone worse. Mmmm… The big shots want to teach us a little humility. They think your success is going to my head.”

“That’s nonsense.” Ryu shook his head, working his fingers down Tina’s back. “Your coaching has been excellent.”

“Thanks, Ryu.” Tina smiled. “That means a lot to me. But your next match is going to be a bit different. I’m pretty sure the Rumble Roses XXX management wants you to lose the next match; so they’re bending the rules a little.”

“In what way?” Ryu asked. He was more excited than anxious to learn more.

“It’s going to be a two-on-one match.” Tina turned to face Ryu, reaching down and taking his hands in her own. “These aren’t going to be random girls, either. You’ll be facing two lovers who were dominating the doubles circuit before Lisa and I started competing. And the rules for threesome matches are a little different.

“Different?” Ryu frowned.

“This isn’t like your little orgies with Candy Cane’s band, or Aisha and her sisters.” Tina explained, her voice filled with concern. “That was post-match sex; the crowd loves it, sure, but the match was already called in your favor both times. These two girls are going to be a team from the get-go. You have to make BOTH of the girls climax before you do. You can’t orgasm until BOTH girls have come, got it?

“Understood.” Ryu nodded thoughtfully. The challenge intrigued him.

“The match is tomorrow night.” Tina sighed and looked at her wristwatch.

“Perhaps I should train before bed tonight.” Ryu suggested, wrapping his arms around Tina. “To ensure that I sleep soundly, of course.”

“Ryu, you have no idea how much I want to.” Tina closed her eyes and pressed her forehead against Ryu’s and sighed. “But I have to make some calls and finish some paper work.”

“I understand.” Ryu nodded graciously as Tina leaned back from him.

“Man, Ryu. All this waiting…” Tina shook her head and smiled at him as she ran a hand over Ryu’s powerful arm. “The next time we do it…you better hold on for dear life.”

* * *


“The Lone Lover! The passion hidden in the night! The DRAGON…NINJA!”

Ryu leaped into the ring with a flourish, landing in a low crouch that his fans loved. As women and men cheered his entrance, Ryu waited anxiously for his opponents to enter. He was eager to see what Tina had described to him.

“Makoto and Aigle! The Great Beautiful Strong Pair!” The announcer woman declared. Ryu shook his head; what a ridiculous name!

Two young girls entered the arena side by side. They each shared the same slim and athletic physique and were both a few inches shorter than Ryu. Tina had given him a short briefing on both of the girls.

Makoto Aihara was on the right. Her short dark hair was styled smartly and wrapped with a blue ribbon on the back of her head. She wore a white martial arts sparing robe that was hemmed short at the top of her bare thighs. Makoto was a world champion in judo. The young Japanese girl won the gold medal as a child prodigy.

Aigle stood on the left. Her long brown hair was spun into a pair of pigtails that trailed down the length of her back. In contrast to Makoto, Aigle wore a rather revealing Mongolian sumo outfit. Her arms were wrapped in scarlet cloth, but her torso was bare save for a white bra. She wore a simple brown leather bikini bottom, leaving her slender legs bare the same as Makoto. Aigle was a strong warrior from an isolated tribe who had defeated Makoto years ago. The two had been rivals ever since, but their shared passion for fighting had evolved into a passion for each other.

The two girls turned to each other, grinning girlishly as they fidgeted with one another’s hair. They then clasped hands and made their way to the ring, helping each other through the ropes. Without giving Ryu a second look, Makoto and Aigle began stretching, assisting one another as they limbered up.

Finally Makoto and Aigle turned to face Ryu.

“It is a pleasure to meet you, Dragon Ninja.” Makoto’s voice was humble and earnest. “I hope our match rewards us all.”

“Well spoken, Miss Aihara.” Ryu bowed. He liked Makoto immediately.

“Ninja not defeat us!” Aigle spoke up. Her voice was harsh and unrefined, but Ryu heard the courage ring clear despite her simple speech. “Makoto and Aigle make Ninja come!”

Makoto blushed at Aigle’s declaration of challenge. “We should begin at once.”

“Indeed.” Ryu nodded

Makoto untied her belt and let the white fabric slip from her slender body. Ryu was reminded strongly of his first encounter with Leifang onboard the airship. Makoto’s creamy skin glowed in the strong spotlights. She reached up and covered her breasts with her arm instinctively. The crowd whistled at her, causing her face to turn a deep shade of scarlet. She looked completely innocent.

Aigle ripped her meager clothing from her lithe body, sticking out her chest defiantly. The audience applauded her. Her body was a perfect match to Makoto’s, save for her much deeper tan. Ryu noted the complete absence of tanning lines around Aigle’s breasts and pelvis. He wondered absently about the practicality of herding sheep in the nude.

“Come on, Makoto!” A man yelled. “Aigle ain’t afraid to show us the goods!”

Makoto shook her head shyly and waved away the man’s request. She realized too late that she was gesturing with the hand that had been covering her breasts. The audience cheered as the two girls were at last revealed in full. Makoto sighed and let her arms drop to her sides, reluctantly accepting her nakedness.

“Ninja must be naked!” Aigle shouted boldly at Ryu, pointing at him.

Ryu nodded and flung his clothes off in the blink of an eye.

“Oh!” Makoto yelped with shock as she saw Ryu’s muscular body laid bare. She turned her head away for a second, embarrassed, her heart beating madly. “You are gorgeous, Dragon Ninja!”

“Thank you, Miss Aihara.” Ryu bowed again. “You are a wondrous sight to behold, miss.”

“Oh my!” Makoto stammered, feeling faint.

“Dragon Ninja have strong body!” Aigle’s eyes were wide with awe. “Big muscles!”

“Thank you, Aigle.” Ryu bowed to her as well. “Your own intense training is evident. Your body is a vision of health.”

“Ninja not ready.” Aigle trailed off, pointing at Ryu’s flaccid member.

“Aigle, please!” Makoto swallowed hard, trying not to stare at Ryu. “Why do we have to do this in front of so many people? I would rather…”

“No words!” Aigle cut off her friend’s plea. “Sex!”

Aigle suddenly leapt at Ryu, ponytails whipping through the air, and knocked him off his feet. Ryu blinked the stars from his eyes in time to see Aigle wrapping both hands around his lax member. Aigle shook her head in amazement as she realized that, even with both hands, she could not hold the entire length of Ryu’s manhood. She began caressing the soft organ, determined to awaken the ninja’s loins.

Ryu grinned with amusement as he watched the Mongolian girl knead his groin. Pleasure wafted up through his body, but Ryu dissipated it easily enough to deter an erection. He was not going to let his opponent set the pace of the match.

“Aigle, wait for me!” Makoto called, running over to them.

The young Japanese judo champion set a foot on either side of Ryu’s prone torso. Ryu looked up Makoto Aihara’s slender naked body and caught her eye. Makoto’s blush continued, redder than ever. But she settled her breathing and squatted down, setting her firm butt on Ryu’s abs, giving him a wondrous view of her spread legs as she sat on him.

“This is so embarrassing.” Makoto whispered as she looked down on Ryu’s wide-eyed expression. “But you have to be aroused if we are to win.”

Makoto trailed a hand down between her perky breasts, over her flat abs and down to the cleft between her spread legs. Makoto began toying with her own nether lips, teasing her flesh as Ryu looked on. Suddenly Ryu’s concentration waned and Aigle’s persistent hands began feeling far more irresistible as Makoto’s partner worked Ryu’s member.

“Oh, Makoto!” Aigle gasped as Ryu’s shaft rose up in her grasp. “Ninja have meat staff… more magnificent than my cattle!”

“Aigle! Shush!” Makoto admonished her partner. “Just do your best to…aaahh…make him come.”

“Let us all do our best.” Ryu smiled at Makoto as she continued to pleasure herself. “I can assist you there.”

Ryu ran his hands over Makoto’s spread thighs, feeling her smooth skin. His right hand covered Makoto’s as she toyed with her nether lips, assisting her technique while his left hand continued up the young Japanese girl’s body to cup her right breast, kneading the firm orb of flesh leisurely.

“You have a gentle soul, Makoto Aihara.” Ryu spoke softly, sure that his voice would be heard by the cheering crowd. He could not appear overly friendly with his opponent. “Have you ever been with a man before?”

“I…no…I…oh, AH!” Makoto gasped as Ryu’s fingers guided her own into the soft folds between her legs. “Aigle and I have only known each other. Aaaah!”

“And known each other quite…deeply.” Ryu nodded. He felt no barrier within Makoto’s warm flesh. Obviously the two girls had broken each other’s maiden head during lovemaking. “But you have yet to feel a man’s hard flesh inside you.”

“Aigle?” Makoto’s eyes were filled with a mixture of arousal and nervous terror. “Aigle, hurry! The ninja wants to enter me!”

“Ninja not mate with Makoto!” Aigle growled and began pumping Ryu’s hard shaft furiously. “Aigle make ninja come!”

“Nnnghaa!” Ryu moaned. The Mongolian girl’s hands were incredibly strong and wondrously soft as she throttled his long rod of flesh. “I will not force myself on anyone! Aaah!”

“Aigle make ninja come so much, ninja not want to mate with Makoto!” Aigle shouted.

“Why…oooh….why wouldn’t he want me?” Makoto frowned, suddenly conflicted.

“Aigle milk ninja’s meat staff very good!” Aigle’s wiry arms knotted with muscle as she yanked at Ryu’s cock with all her strength. “Aigle’s hands all ninja can take!”

“Your hands are skilled, Aigle! Ggrragh!” Ryu breathed deep, controlling the pleasure coursing through his loins. Realizing his new strategy, Ryu let go of Makoto’s breast and took his fingers from her nether lips. “Perhaps you are correct, Aigle. I may climax before Miss Aihara is needed.”

“No…” Makoto’s brow furrowed with a sudden despair. “No! I am needed! We are a team, Aigle!”

Makoto came up on her knees and scooted back, bumping her butt against Aigle’s forehead as she positioned herself over Ryu’s erection. Makoto looked down and saw the ninja’s erect cock for the first time, and her breath left her as she looked with disbelief at the throbbing column of flesh. But her resolve was firm, and Makoto dropped down, impaling herself on Ryu’s shaft.

“Aaaaaaaiiieee!” Makoto’s head whipped back as she screamed at the top of her lungs. Ryu’s hard length sank into her, inch after inch, filling her like nothing she had felt before.

“No Makoto!” Aigle shook her head with helpless dread as Makoto’s descending nether lips forced her hands from Ryu’s shaft. “My Makoto! MY MAKOTO!”

“Rrraaaghhh!” Ryu groaned, arching his back off the canvas. Makoto’s sheath was incredibly tight, squeezing down around his cock with surprising strength. “Good, Makoto! You are…so TIGHT!”

Makoto simply stared up at the stadium ceiling, her eyes wide with shock and her mouth hanging agape as came to a rest with Ryu’s rod sunk to the hilt inside her. Slowly, she began churning her hips against Ryu’s groin. The judo girl’s eyes continued to stare blankly, as if lost in a dream.

“Makoto?” Aigle tapped her partner’s back to no avail. Makoto simply continued slowly grinding against Ryu. Aigle looked around Makoto’s slim torso and gave Ryu a threatening look. “Ninja make Makoto crazy. Aigle make ninja crazy!”

With a determined gleam in her eye, Aigle laid down flat on the canvas between Ryu’s legs. Suddenly the pleasure in Ryu’s loins doubled as he felt Aigle’s warm lips envelope his sac. Aigle’s slick tongue lapped at him, rolling his testicles around inside the hot, wet confines of the Mongolian girl’s mouth.

“Ah! Aigle!” Ryu growled. Makoto continued grinding on his cock, oblivious to it all. Ryu knew she was bound to climax soon, and he could already feel the tell-tale constrictions in her sheath as she rode him. Ryu was confident that Makoto would come first, but he had not anticipated the raw skill of Aigle as her mouth worked over his sac. The combination of Makoto’s orgasm and Aigle’s warm lips might easily push Ryu over the edge. Ryu had to act and quickly.

“Makoto, you feel wonderful.” Ryu’s hands cupped Makoto’s firm breasts, squeezing them gently. “But your friend Aigle…aaah…I must have her as well!”

Ryu grasped Makoto’s hips and lifted her off of his throbbing shaft. Makoto’s perpetually blank stare suddenly vanished, replaced by wide-eyed fury as Ryu gently dropped her beside him.

“No!” Makoto screamed. “More! I want more!”

Ryu ignored the judo girl’s demand and sat up, watching Aigle still licking and tasting his sac. He reached down and grasped her pigtails in each hand and pulled her head up so that he caught her eyes.

“Ninja do Aigle now?” Aigle licked her lips.

“Yes.” Ryu nodded.

“No, not yet!” Makoto squealed with anger, pounding the canvas with her fists petulantly. “I wasn’t done!”

“Ninja do Aigle!” The Mongolian girl growled and pounced on Ryu, slamming his back down on the canvas once more. Aigle’s eyes were wild as a feral panther as she straddled Ryu’s hips.

“Aigle ride ninja!” Aigle’s slim hips came down as she skewered herself on Ryu’s erect staff.

“Ooooh! Aaah!” Ryu huffed with pleasure. Aigle’s vessel was every bit as tight as Makoto’s. Neither of them had ever been with a man before, Ryu was certain. Aigle did not drift into a pleasured trance like her Japanese partner, however. The young Mongolian girl’s face twisted with concentration, and her toned butt slapped against Ryu’s loins with a feral aggression.

“Rrrooowwr!” Aigle mewed like a cat, bouncing on Ryu’s rod. She set her arms on Ryu’s chiseled abs to steady herself as her legs flexed, pumping Ryu’s manhood earnestly.

“No, Aigle!” Makoto’s childish rage began to fade as she watched Aigle and Ryu thrashing against each other just inches away. Makoto’s right hand drifted down between her legs and she began toying with herself as she watched Ryu buck his hips up into Aigle’s lithe body. “Mmmm…aahhh….Aigle…”

Ryu suppressed a smile of triumph as he saw Makoto begin to finger herself. For the moment, Makoto was out of the fight. Ryu merely needed to concentrate on Aigle. Ryu groped Aigle’s firm butt, squeezing her defined glutes, digging his fingers into her toned flesh.

“Aaaagh!” Aigle cried out. “Ninja’s hands very strong!”

“Aigle’s body very beautiful!” Ryu mimicked her crude speech, trying to get a rise out of her. It worked.

“Ooooh! Ninja come hard in Aigle!” Aigle hissed. Her hips began pumping furiously as she maintained her desperate bear pace, her strong arms braced against Ryu’s hard chest. “Aigle ride ninja good!”

“Yes! Very good!” Ryu nodded, trying to steady his breath. His hands kneaded Aigle’s firm butt. She was in remarkable shape. Ryu was enjoying this match immensely, and he was confident that he could be victorious and still give these two girls the pleasure they deserved. “You are a wild spirit, Aigle! Aaah!”

“Wild?” Aigle’s frowned in thought, her hips still bouncing crazily. Suddenly her face lit up like the sun. “Yes! Wild! We do it wild!”

Aigle rolled off Ryu onto her hands and knees. Ryu was behind her instantly, mounting the Mongolian girl and setting his hips thrusting. Aigle reared back, slamming her toned butt against Ryu’s driving cock, slamming the long hard length of his flesh deep inside her. Ryu reached out and took Aigle’s pigtails in either hand, pulling her head back firmly as he took her from behind.

“YES! Ninja ride Aigle!” Aigle squealed as she looked up at the garish lights of the arena. “Like animal! Hard! Do Aigle HARD!”

“Aigle…” Makoto whimpered beside them. The young Japanese girl’s slender hand was working furiously between her creamy thighs as she watched Ryu pound furiously into her best friend’s lithe naked body.

“Good…good…Aaaaah!” Aigle screamed suddenly, fastening down on Ryu’s thrusting cock as she came. “AIGLE COME!”

Ryu set his jaw, concentrating with all his might, holding back his orgasm as Aigle’s vessel shook around his shaft. “Not…yet…I…”

Something suddenly slammed into Ryu from the side, knocking him flat on the canvas. He turned over onto his back in time to see Makoto Aihara pounce on him. Makoto’s arms and legs wrapped tightly around Ryu, pinning his arms to his sides and immobilizing him with shocking strength.

“You made Aigle come!” Makoto’s voice was full of petulant rage. For a moment, Ryu thought that she had grown wise to Ryu’s strategy of sowing envy. “She will not make you come! I will!”

Ryu suppressed a smile even as Makoto’s powerful embrace made it difficult to breath. Ryu twisted his hips and managed to line his rod with Makoto’s slit and bucked into her. Makoto scooted down Ryu’s body a few inches, meeting his thrust half-way. Makoto’s nubile body undulated vigorously, churning Ryu’s cock inside the hot confines of her sheath. Ryu could feel Makoto’s firm breasts rub intoxicatingly against his hard chest as she writhed against him.

Aigle lay flat on her stomach a few feet away, still quivering in the wake of her orgasm. Her face was blank, her mind was clouded by the sheer power of her climax. Makoto’s moans and squeals of pleasure slowly began to register. Aigle sat up and saw her friend and the ninja thrashing their bodies together on the canvas. Aigle watched Makoto’s slender buttocks flex as she churned the ninja’s cock inside her. The Mongolian girl’s eyes narrowed.

“Makoto not win!” Aigle hissed under her breath as she began crawling towards them. “Ninja come inside AIGLE!”

“Aaagh! YES! Ooooh!” Makoto moaned as she worked Ryu’s thick shaft inside her sensitive flesh. She spotted Aigle approaching out of the corner of her eye. “No! Mine, Aigle! The ninja has to come inside ME!”

“Ninja come inside Aigle!” Aigle shook her head, swinging her pigtails around.

“I believe…aaargh…you are both mistaken!” Ryu growled, thrusting up into Makoto with unbelievable power.

“Aaaaaarrgh! No! Ninja! Oh, YES!” Makoto’s eyes went blank as pleasure crashed through her body. Her tight canal began to spasm around Ryu’s thrusting shaft as her orgasm approached. “Nnnnnnghaaaa!!!”

“No…not yet…aaarghh!” Ryu shook his head, trying in vain to suppress the pleasure. His body screamed for release having felt Aigle’s orgasm, and was now desperate to join Makoto’s climax.

Aigle reached them as Makoto neared her peak, wrapped around Ryu. She grabbed Makoto, lifting her off of Ryu’s throbbing manhood just in time. Aigle’s right hand slipped down to Makoto’s glistening slit and dipped into her friend’s soft flesh.

“Aigle? No! Oh, NO! Oh…YES!” Makoto screamed as her body was racked in orgasm. Ryu sighed with relief. He was certain he would have come had Aigle not intervened.

“Mine!” Aigle shouted as she shoved Makoto off to Ryu’s right. Aigle scooted in from Ryu’s left, her eyes wild as she opened her mouth, consuming Ryu’s manhood.

“Aigle you do not have to…AAAGH!” Ryu arched his back as he felt Aigle suck hard on his stiff member.

“No, Aigle!” Makoto slid in from the right and pushed Aigle back. The Japanese girl’s cute, earnest face descended on Ryu’s loins, taking his pulsating manhood deep inside her mouth.

“Makoto! That’s…that’s good!” Ryu sucked in a strained breath.

“Ninja belong to Aigle!” Aigle screamed, pressing her cheek against Makoto’s and managing to push her friend’s mouth aside before once again wrapping her lips around Ryu’s long shaft.

Back and forth they went, each vying for position as they lavished Ryu’s twitching cock, licking at his shaft and sac when not consuming him outright. After a few moments of ever increasing pleasure, Ryu noticed that Makoto and Aigle had begun kissing each other in addition to his manhood. Their slender, soft tongues danced around the length of Ryu’s solid organ, tasting him and each other with equal zeal.

Ryu knew what was expected of the victor, and he finally succumbed to the girls. His pelvis lurched up off the canvas and Makoto’s eyes went wide as she took Ryu’s essence.

“Makoto! AH!” Ryu moaned as he felt her drink him in. Suddenly Aigle grabbed hold of Ryu’s shaft, pulled it free of Makoto’s mouth, and wrapped her own lips around the tip, consuming the next volley of Ryu’s seed. “Nnnghaa! Aigle! YES!”

Aigle and Makoto took turns drinking in Ryu’s seed as he lay convulsing on the canvas, relishing every moment. At last it ended, and the Mongolian and Japanese girls crawled over to snuggle against Ryu on either side. The crowd cheered, but Ryu could not hear them. He simply laid there, his arms wrapped around Makoto and Aigle.

“Forgive my deception.” Ryu spoke softly. “But if the two of you had not been divided, and worked as one, I fear the outcome might have been different.”

“It was a legitimate strategy, Dragon Ninja.” Makoto smiled warmly, caressing Ryu’s pectoral muscle. “It was our weakness for allowing our pride to blind us to it.”

“Dragon Ninja very smart!” Aigle nodded seriously as she inspected Ryu’s powerful biceps. “Dragon Ninja very strong! Aigle mate with Ninja again soon!”

“I would like a rematch too.” Makoto winked at Ryu. “We should have a private exhibition.”

“Indeed.” Ryu returned her smile.

“But first, Aigle and I need to do some team unity training.” Makoto grinned at Aigle over Ryu’s chest.

“Makoto and Aigle rub together, feel good!” Aigle nodded enthusiastically.

“Oh, Aigle!” Makoto blushed.