Story: Ryu Alone

 

It was hard to explain what was happening exactly. Sakura felt sluggish. Intoxicated, in fact. Her heart wouldn't stop racing, her vision felt blurry except when she looked at - looked at one of her students. A student dealing with gender issues, she might note. She tried to focus. Tried to remain professional. But it was very, very difficult. For some reason.

Was there something supernatural involved? Some twisted spirit or other taking advantage of Ryuunosuke to satisfy base lust? She utilised her training. Relied on every supernatural sense she could muster... And found nothing.

Ryuunosuke was just that hot that she was, apparently without effort, seducing her.

No, that couldn't be right. While Ryuunosuke had certain aspects that demonstrated strong sexual appeal of either a masculine or feminine variety, that didn't mean she was some sort of - sexual savant or something like that. It was ridiculous. Nobody like that could exist.

Well, then again Rei did have that sort of effect on women, didn't he? Despite being dumber than a sack of hammers. An especially stupid sack of hammers at that. But Ryuunosuke wasn't that pretty or handsome! So there had to be something else going on here, but what?

"You seem stressed," Ryuunosuke said, her pretty face filling Sakura's vision and making everything feel all light and fluffy. "Listen, Miss Sakura, you don't need to worry! We'll make you feel a-okay in no time flat! Right, Ataru?"

"That's right!" Ataru Moroboshi said. Sakura had almost forgotten he was here. That troublemaker. That pervert. He was here too, wasn't he? And what had he said before? Welcome to her harem? "With her guidance, we'll make sure you're left completely, one hundred percent satisfied! Guaranteed!"

That thought sent a chill down her spine. The very notion of doing anything with Ataru Moroboshi - breathing the same air as him, being in the same room as him, the same planet - made her feel a little unwell, but it somehow felt as though she was mere moments away from doing something that she never thought or dreamed she ever would do. Which wouldn't stand!  She would not be led around by two students. She was a - she was most definitely a -

"Responsible adult!" Sakura whined while also taking off her shirt. Ryuunosuke had already stripped down. Oh gosh, look at those curves. She was so feminine - and yet something about her was still making it feel like it wasn't gay to be attracted to her.

Maybe it was the abs. Those abs looked like they could cut steel. Put a girder on her tummy, get her to do a situp and she'd bend it. Those sorts of abs.  Despite that, Sakura desperately wanted to rest her head on them.

"So, now we're all naked, why doncha both lie on that bed?" Ryuunosuke said. Not a command, not an order, more like... a suggestion. Which Sakura found herself obeying a little too readily. "What do we do next?"

The question was addressed to Ataru, who was gleefully rubbing his hands together. "Well, first we'd kiss," he said. Which is exactly what Ryuunosuke did. Sakura continued to look for anything supernatural about it, now making use of her enhanced sense of taste, but... No. Nothing. There was nothing here but bliss. Affection. Warmth. Rough yet tender. Sweet yet sour.

“Now Ryuunosuke, make sure to massage Sakura’s body, I’m sure you can figure out all her sensitive spots.”

Certainly, she could. If by 'figure out' he meant' immediately touch each of them in quick succession'. Her fingers were dexterous, gentle and strong enough that Sakura couldn't help but yelp right into Ryuunosuke's mouth. Which was, apparently, the opportunity she'd been waiting for to slip her tongue in and -

~Oohhhhh~

By the time Sakura was lucid again, she was on her back with her legs splayed open, Ryuunosuke's tongue lapping at her already drenched pussy. Behind her, Ataru had grabbed ahold of Ryu's hips and was gently fucking her from behind.

"Hey now, keep it slow," Ryuunosuke protested when he started to pick up the pace a little. "I wanna drag this out a bit, you know?"

"Yes ma'am!"

If there was any question about who was in charge here then it went up in smoke right away. Ryuunosuke was absolutely the one in charge here. Both Sakura and even Ataru were just along for the ride. But oh, what a ride it was!

"Best day ever!" Ataru smirked, even though he was not remotely in control over anything that was happening. "Even Miss Sakura is putty in Ryunosuke's hands!"

As much as she hated to admit it, it was true. Intellectually Sakura knew that she shouldn't be doing this, and should definitely not be enjoying this. However, her body wasn't obeying her. She felt so fucking wet that she'd do absolutely anything to get off, and she knew in her heart that it was being caused by Ryunosuke. It didn't make any sense to her. That sort of thing should be telling of supernatural influence, but there wasn't any other trace of it. She should see <I>something</i> weird. But there wasn't anything. Anything at all!

Unless... The word supernatural was usually taken to mean 'magical' or 'spiritual' but it had a strongly associated synonym that could help her make sense of this mess: Otherworldly. The technology used by Lum and her friends often seemed like magic to her, but it never set off her supernatural senses - well, unless something actually magical was involved in it, which was rare - which gave her a really strong clue. Ryunosuke had been exposed to something truly alien to Earth. Something that had taken her, and turned her into a sexual savant. Alright. That made sense. It made perfect sense. Now, how did that help her?

Answer: It didn't.

If it was magical, she could resist it or find a way to purify it. If it was alien? No fucking chance. All that she could do was lie there and let Ryunosuke lap greedily at her pussy while Ataru Moroboshi pounded that girl from behind. At this point the perverted boy wasn't even looking at her, nor had he taken the chance to touch Sakura's body - his attention was one hundred percent fixated on one place and one place alone. Tracing along Ryunosuke's curves, which were far more pronounced than one would expect. She was so feminine - ah, there's that contrast again! That tongue was far too talented, and there was no way for her to resist because it was obviously alien influence, which meant that all she could do was - Was - Was!

Cum all over that pretty face. Cum nice and hard, so hard her entire body went rigid as if it was afraid to move. In a daze, Ryunosuke proceeded to lap it all up leaving not a drop unspilled. Then she made a twisty motion with her hips, and Ataru very obviously had his own climax inside her.

"Huh, that was fun!" Ryunosuke said, nodding along. She patted Ataru's cheek. "Yeah, I can see why you do that all the time. Makin' others feel nice is a great feeling. Heck, I bet Sakura don't get that kinda lovin' from her fiance even."

"No, not really..." Sakura said in between deep, sucking breaths. "Tsubame is a little too preoccupied with divination and practising his craft to engage in coitus."

"Huh, really? That's a shame, it's great fun!" Ryunosuke said, then laughed and patted Sakura on the head. "Looks like we both learned something today, huh? Yeah, I'm gonna be hitting on a lot more chicks from now on. Alright, pal! Time for your reward. Give Sakura the dicking she so obviously needs."

Alright Sakura, you're at a turning point now. If you let this happen, if you allow Ataru Moroboshi to put it in you, then you've lost. One hundred percent, complete defeat. The second that penis is inside you, you will be a member of Ryunosuke's harem. You will help her recruit others to join it. You will be playing a major role in expanding this debauchery. And, with your assistance, it will not be stopped. It will expand however long she wants it to expand. Nobody will stop her. Nobody will resist her. She'll turn this school, this neighborhood, maybe even this entire planet into a den of debauchery and sin.

But most important of all? You'll get to bang Ryunosuke again.

Put like that, the whole of humanity seemed a small price to pay. She kept her legs spread wide, and allowed him to approach. She wasn't looking at him anyway, she was staring at Ryunosuke's pretty face. Smiling reassuringly at her as it entered. Ah! If she ignored who she was being fucked by, then... actually, this felt pretty nice too.

"Not too fast now," Ryunosuke advised, spanking Ataru's ass when his pace got a bit too quick. "You gotta take your time and build it up a bit. Don't be afraid to touch her body too, but don't get all grabby. Do like you were doing with me, feel her body, rub it, don't pinch it. Let her feel your affection,, and it'll make her feel so much better."

D-Damn! His slower pace and gentle touching of her body was making her feel strange. As in, even compared to how she'd felt already this was still very strange! It was like - like she wanted him to go faster, to be rougher with touching her body. Her hips kept on arching up and back, faster and faster, as if trying to will him on.

"There we go, see? She's gettin' into it now," Ryuunosuke said. "That's your problem, I guess. You're way too eager, and it puts folk off."

For the first time since this whole thing started, Sakura decided to show a little bit of agency. Basically the only thing she could do under the circumstances. That is, grab the back of Ryuunosuke's head and scream her inexplicable orgasm right down her throat.

"Phew," Ataru wiped his brow. "Man, that was great. You chicks are the... Uh... Miss Sakura? Your legs are kinda locked behind my - yipe!"

"You're... not... done... yet!" Sakura hissed. If she was going to get fucked by these two, then by god they were going to make sure she was done before they left.