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A Twist in the Myth
By : Dunkelgelb
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A Twist in the Myth
Chapter 46: The Spider and the Bellflower – pt. 2

Chapter summary: Naraku’s darkly-intimate tryst with Kikyo enters its delicious next phase and he finally takes the physical innocence her new body was born with, joining their bodies for their mutual satisfaction.
Sex scene: Naraku/Kikyo (dubiously consensual, as previous chapter).
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(Cont. from pt. 1)
The moment Naraku’s fingers were clear of Kikyo’s mouth, the oni lord seized her lips in another demanding kiss, distributing her taste between their tongues. His self-control was finally at its end and he couldn’t wait another second to truly have her, so he slipped away from her side to position himself directly atop her, swiftly working his broad, muscular hips between her shapely thighs. He broke the kiss to let her breathe and she opened her eyes to find him gazing down at her from directly above, his red eyes glowing red hot with pure, male lust.
(Soundtrack: Static-X – Love Dump)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=izWx8XB2CRg
At the same time, lust of the female variety consumed Kikyo. Aphrodisiac-charged air filled her thirsting lungs with every breath she took, then consequently, aphrodisiac-charged blood pumped through her veins with every beat of her heart. Intimately linked with her pleasure-driven heartbeat, she felt her pussy and womb clenching together with the contractions of her most feminine entrails, and she was so utterly sopping wet that she could feel her core oozing with her body’s natural, lubricating cream. With the solid, almost burning heat of Naraku’s big, male hips between her thighs, the irrepressible sexual instinct of her new body drove her to spread her thighs further, further, further apart, and her natural female flexibility allowed her to achieve a spread of a full 180 degrees. 180 degrees – 100% sexual readiness. Her new body ached to enjoy its first sexual encounter, and incredibly, that it would be Naraku she would be enjoying it with was a non-issue for her.
In spreading her thighs so widely, Kikyo fully exposed her beautiful, hairless woman’s mound, proudly swollen with her passion, to Naraku’s hungry gaze as he looked down between their hot, ready bodies. She exposed herself to his gaze, and his entry. Now, the oni lord had the full set of the most exciting things a completely unclothed woman could offer a man, all neatly-arranged in a perfect vertical line for him to gorge his eyes on: her richly-flushed vaginal petals and her bulging, elegantly-hooded clit at their apex, her broad, feminine hips, the flat, toned pane of her abdomen, then the sexy dip of her navel, which he had taken special care to leave completely free of an unsightly lump of cauterized or knotted flesh when he severed her new body’s umbilical cord.
Roving his eyes further upward, Naraku arrived at the subtle, upward-angled ridge of Kikyo’s ribcage, where her abdomen transitioned to her lower chest, which swelled and sank deftly with her respiration. Then came her breasts, the gorgeous fucking knockers he had blessed/cursed her and treated himself with. Rising and falling majestically with her breathing, her breasts hung low and slightly to the sides on her chest by their size and weight, exposing the rippling, tautly-skinned bony texture of her sternum between them. Her sternum led up to the lovely, feminine ridge of her clavicle and the alluring little hollow at its center, then the thin, white column of her neck, and finally her face, the hauntingly beautiful face that had consumed his thoughts during his last moments as Onigumo, and his entire existence as Naraku.
Licking his lips as in preparation to devour Kikyo, Naraku bent his head and pressed his face squarely between her impressive breasts, placing a loving kiss to her gently-curved sternum and the living human heart that thundered just beneath. Lifting his lips from her skin just a little, he moved them vertically and pressed another kiss to the hollow of her clavicle, nipping playfully and relishing in the gasp he elicited from her. He followed it up with one to the tip of her upturned chin, feeling her trembling and arching on his bed with the sensual stimulation, then he finally slid himself up and over her to swoop his mouth down onto hers one more time, swallowing her pleasured cry and dominating her utterly.
To a hypothetical external observer, had they been somehow unaware of Naraku’s mind-bending demonic aphrodisiac, his Shikon-fueled magic, or his general approach to sex, Kikyo’s interaction with the oni lord would have appeared thoroughly consensual and thrillingly erotic. The demonic torches surrounding their bed cast their beautiful, powerful bodies in dramatic blood-colored light and brought every dip and swell of their respective, breathtaking physiques into sharp relief, highlighting the rivulets of perspiration that clung to their hot skin or flowed gently with gravity. Kikyo did not move to escape Naraku or even to close her thighs as he drank his kiss from her lips, instead reaching up to clasp his muscle-filled sides in her hands, gradually slipping them behind his spider-branded back to pull him closer.
Kikyo recognized that Naraku was as fully under her body’s spell as she was under his, and as he ended their kiss to allow both of them to breathe again, she embraced her power over him by first laying her hands over the tops of her breasts, to add a lady-like flair to the unmistakably receptive posture in which she lay beneath him. Arching her back more sharply to push her breasts up into her palms and proudly thrust them at Naraku’s face, she closed her eyes with a tempting pout of her lips, then slid her hands up her chest and along her neck, as if in ecstasy, to comb her fingers up and through her silky black mane, enjoying the feel of her own hair for the first time in her new, second life. She gave her hair a deft, almost theatrical toss up and to the rear of her so that it came fluttering back down to spill neatly over the back the pillow of transmuted demon flesh she rested her head on.
From there, Kikyo extended her arms straight up, then gradually behind her with an erotic twist, sway, and twine of her hands, as if to reach out to the heavenly Kami she worshipped as a miko. Perhaps she had come away with a little of Kagura’s signature sexy style, after telepathically sharing the Wind Sorceress’ incredible body during her passionate joining with the now magnificently-endowed and extremely potent Kohaku, but whatever the case, the result was her completely, and very deliberately, offering herself for Naraku’s taking. Now, she lay with the utmost receptiveness a woman could lay with while fully unclothed in a male partner’s bed: arms up to call his attention to her hairless, elegantly-muscled underarms, back arched to puff her big breasts up and out, and thighs wide open to bare her throbbing, dripping pussy mound to him and invite him into her.
Naraku breathed deep and husky through parted, pouted lips by his excitement for the show Kikyo was putting on for him. His broad, muscular chest heaved, his evil heart racing within it, and between his thighs, his massive cock bobbed ponderously with each potent heartbeat. Whether it was merely his aphrodisiac at work or any true willingness on Kikyo’s part that made her so delightfully receptive to him, his entire body pulsed with his desire for her, six decades worth of evil, indecent desire that was about to be fully, explosively consummated.
To reciprocate the manner in which Kikyo offered herself and showed herself off to him, Naraku reared back from her and straightened himself up onto his knees between her thighs, spreading his knees apart a bit for better stability on the bed so that his brawny, bulging male thighs formed an inverted ‘V’ that focused upward into his densely-muscled hips. With wild strands of his inky black hair obscuring his face, he tossed his head rearward to throw those strands to the back of him and loomed over her as a living, muscle-filled monolith of demonic male sexual power, his every muscle rippling beneath his pale skin for her to see.
Kikyo’s pulse quickened as she took in Naraku’s dark, exotic, and deliciously masculine beauty in these last few moments of searing-hot anticipation, before their mating – ‘Yes, mating,’ she thought. Instead of another Dark Priestess like Sayaka, Naraku wanted her as his queen, his mate, and he presented himself to her in the vulgar, yet very convincing mating display of a malevolent demon lord at the height of his sexual power. Breathing harshly, he held himself still for her to admire, clenching and flexing certain muscles of his to call her attention to them.
From Kikyo’s perspective, Naraku’s pectorals were as thick, nearly-rectangular slabs of pure, hard male muscle on his chest, each one bearing a small, rosy male nipple that pulsed with a rhythm she could feel echoing in her own, more prominent female ones. Just below, the oni lord’s abdomen was a tightly-toned, strikingly-defined grid of eight smaller, neatly-aligned rectangles of muscle, flanked to either side by the rippling, washboard-like texture of his obliques. These spectacular abdominal muscles of his converged and narrowed down to his hips, loaded and bulging with yet more muscle and surely possessing the power and stamina to pump hard and deep into a woman (or the occasional, specially-deserving male that caught his eye, such as Byakuya or Kohaku) all night long, as Kikyo was certain Sayaka had experienced first-hand.
Then, Kikyo’s gaze naturally arrived at the most male area of Naraku’s body, the perfectly-hairless center between his thighs from which his long, thick, throbbing demonic monster cock sprouted from him and jut toward her with glorious phallic obscenity. He had upgraded his cock from a ‘mere’ 12 inches in length, the size he had used on Sayaka in her shrine’s bath house, to nearly 14 when he and the miko prostitute performed her depraved ‘initiation’ into her service as his Dark Priestess, later retaining that size for maximum coital shock value as he shared Kohaku between himself and Kagura in his above-ground bedroom. The most recent relapse of his Shikon-related illness had caused his cock to wither in length and girth, and Kikyo’s act of healing him had allowed his cock to recover to a length of around 13 very impressive inches now. Whatever its exact dimensions, his cock was so fucking big that Kikyo couldn’t ignore it when looking at any other part of his body, with it invading her peripheral vision in the same way he would soon use it to invade her cunt.
Said cunt wept rich, aromatic female lubricant with a new emphasis between Kikyo’s open thighs. The full depth of her vaginal canal clenched, unclenched, and clenched again by its anticipation to engage in the full, sexual act with Naraku. Her gaze left his gorgeous cock to glance at his big balls pulled tight in their smooth sac just beneath, and then her womb clenched within her, aching to taste of the demon seed churning within them. Looking back up to his cock, she finally spoke, asking to Naraku: “Is all that going to even fit in me?”
“Indeed,” Naraku confirmed to Kikyo with a lopsided smile. “I made special preparations, when designing your body.” Such ‘preparations’ had involved Naraku altering the depth, breadth, and flexibility of Kikyo’s vaginal canal, as well as how deeply her womb could retreat within her, in the face of an especially large cock’s penetrating advance.
Tightening his rear, Naraku rotated his hips forward to thrust his mighty cock and balls up and out in obscene salute to Kikyo. He curled one of his long, thickly-muscled arms beside him, clenched his fist and flexed his big bicep dramatically, then relaxed his fist to hold his fingers in a loose grasping posture, allowing him to study the contours of his fingernails in a sudden flash of vanity. Turning his chin up to glance down at Kikyo over his nose, with a haughtiness that would have impressed even Sesshomaru, he narrowed his eyes and his evil red irises flashed mysteriously as he accessed his dark magic once more.
The beating sound in the underground chamber’s flesh-covered walls, muted and distant up to this point, returned to full, psycho-sexual prominence: bump-BUMP, bump-BUMP, bump-BUMP, bump-BUMP. Naraku’s entire body pulsed in time with it, the vile, yet disturbingly-erotic heartbeat further echoing in his cock for Kikyo to see, and she felt his dark power enter her body and mind through her sense of hearing and along their shared gaze. Invisibly yet inexorably, it reached into her chest and took control of her heart within her, then her heart and Naraku’s beat as one.
“Oh…OH…” Kikyo gasped with wide eyes as the arousal pumping through her blood blossomed into incredible new dimensions, consuming her entire being, and then she was ever more fully under Naraku’s insidious sexual spell. The torches of blood-red demonic flame that surrounded the bed suddenly burned hotter and brighter with the intimate, telepathic bonding of her heartbeat to Naraku’s, corresponding to the resulting intensification of their desire for one another. With each beat of her heart, coming in the exact same moment as each of Naraku’s, her vision vacillated between blurriness and clarity, blacking out for one tiny moment and returning in the next.
Still, Kikyo retained enough control over her mental faculties to be able to lower one arm from above her head and reach down between her thighs. She teased her powerfully-swollen clit in its angular protective hood with her fingertips for a bit, before using them to quite lucidly and deliberately spread her pussy’s silky feminine petals far apart, exposing her body’s vibrant pink interior to Naraku. As her heartbeat escalated to a galloping pound, magically entwined with the oni lord’s, her twitching vaginal orifice shed a perfect, glistening transparent droplet of her sexual essence, which slipped down over her perineum to disappear between the taut globes of her perfect rear. Breathless with her desire, she commanded: “Now, Naraku. Give it to me.”
(Soundtrack: Type O Negative – Love You to Death)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8S8Iz0mGs_U
At last, it was time. Naraku took his long, thick cock in one hand, feeling the weight of the huge amount of burning hot demon blood concentrated into it and the resulting, tremendous hardness that coursed through it with his every vile heartbeat. From his knees, he leaned over Kikyo between her thighs once more, bracing his free hand to his bed beside her head and skillfully balancing his weight on it, splaying his fingers out widely for the best stability. Trembling visibly, he guided his nearly-inflexible cock down to her sopping female core as she held it open for him, passionately touching its big, bulbous, crown-like head to its delicate inner petals, then slowly, rhythmically glided it up and down the full length of her slit to bring them both to their ultimate readiness for the act.
Pre-cum poured freely from Naraku’s throbbing cockhead by the intensity of his arousal, sourced from deep inside him, and Kikyo’s pussy answered it with a continuous upward welling of her own body’s sexual nectar. Their respective essences met and mixed between their highly-aroused bodies to create the final lubricant that would unite them and help them achieve the greatest pleasure together. Gazing into the beautiful miko’s stony grey eyes with his own, lust-filled red ones, the sexually-powerful oni lord pressed his cock’s head past her pussy’s exposed inner petals and bore down into the eager vaginal orifice they guarded. “Please, Naraku,” Kikyo begged to him in these final moments before full, glorious penetration, glancing down between her body and his to see his thirteen hard, male inches lined up perfectly to slide down into her and truly fill her up. She begged to him, but not for him to stop. “Please...be gentle.”
“Yes…” Naraku affirmed without hesitation. He surprised himself with how quickly he agreed to her request, and the husky, almost worshipful tone with which she made it seemingly reverberated through his demonic body to finally echo as an especially excited throb in his cock. In that moment, he thought of the women in his life, in order of their introduction into his life as a sex partner: Sayaka - his abductee from Honshu become his sexy new Dark Priestess, Kagura - his favorite, most lethal, and sexiest incarnation, Magatsuhi - his sexy demonic accomplice in his quest to complete the Shikon no Tama, and now Kikyo, the sexier-than-ever focus of Onigumo’s last living desire. As satisfying and enjoyable as they were for him, besides their respective, non-sexual uses to him, the first three were merely his walking, talking fuck-toys in one capacity or another. Kikyo, conversely, held the potential to fulfill his evil heart in ways those three could not. Consequently, Sayaka, Kagura, and Magatsuhi were his (mostly) willing whores to violate at his leisure, while Kikyo would be his lady, and he would treat her accordingly.
Little by little, Naraku carefully applied his considerable body weight onto his cock, sinking it into Kikyo’s pussy with the gentle approach she requested. He was fully aware of his body’s size and strength relative to hers, and he showed her a level of restraint that he had not shown to Kagura, for example, when taking the beautiful Wind Sorceress for the first time of her second life. Kikyo’s pristine vaginal entrance strained and spread wide to accept the crown of Naraku’s enormous cock, suckling potently at his bulbous, phallic shape and urging him ever deeper. Both of them could hear the soft, suckling, sticky squishing gush of his flesh opening hers, reaching into her. Soon, her quivering vaginal petals slipped over the flared rim of his throbbing cockhead and took their first taste of the thick, vein-filled, palpably-pulsating shaft beyond, a delicious stimulation that led him to lean into her with steadily more authority.
Naraku and Kikyo stilled together when they each felt him reach the thin, fleshy barrier within her that marked her as a maiden. He was well-seated in her now and in no danger of suddenly slipping out, so she removed her hand from between her thighs and used it to reach up and touch his face in a show of dark affection that left him a little shorter of breath. Similarly, he unwrapped his hand from around his cock and reached up between his body and hers to brace it to his bed beside her head, mirroring his other hand now.
Kikyo trembled visibly beneath Naraku, caressing his darkly-handsome face and silently comparing him to InuYasha. 60+ years ago, the ivory-maned hanyou warrior had been in the very same position Naraku was in now, about to love her for the first time, and the oni lord trembled with her as their bodies verged on becoming one. His chest felt tight with his knowledge of the pain he was about to cause her, feeling suspiciously close to regret. “I…apologize for this,” he said to her quietly as he steadily upped the pressure he applied to his cock, causing the mighty crown of it to delve deeper, deeper, deeper into her creaming cunt. Correspondingly, her maidenhead flexed inward before his advance – it flexed, flexed, and flexed to a critical point, then finally SNAPPED with a sudden rush of spilling blood and uniquely-feminine pain that speared through her mind as a bolt of mental lightning.
“AAH!” Kikyo cried out sharply, screwing her eyes shut and tossing her ebony-haired head back into the pillow beneath it as Naraku sunk himself yet further inside her, having finally sundered her maiden’s barrier. He matched her cry with a breathless, guttural masculine “Oh….” as her hot, tight vaginal canal opened before him and drank his cock into her body, swallowing it up inch by pulsating inch as he poured his weight more and more fully onto it. Soon, the head of his cock met the mouth of her womb deep in her belly, then his big balls pressed into the taut cleft of her rear, totally filling the intimate feminine space there as his sheer length allowed him to ruthlessly bury her womb deeper into her.
Then, with uncharacteristic consideration, Naraku held himself still to allow Kikyo to adjust to the sensation of having him, or any male, so deep inside her for the ‘second’ first time. With blood vessels straining visibly in her neck, she wept quietly beneath him, hot, salty tears spilling from the corners of her eyes and flowing down over her temples to disappear into her silky black hair. He consoled her with another kiss, using the analgesic properties of the aphrodisiac in his saliva to ease her pain. She responded to the kiss clumsily, distracted with her own private agony, but the moment Naraku’s tongue found hers in her mouth and more of his aphrodisiac could osmose into her blood through the tissues of her tongue and mouth, the pain she felt disappeared suddenly and completely with a full-body flood of warmth and pleasure.
Sighing through her nose as Naraku maintained control of her mouth with his own, Kikyo relaxed with her relief, her heart racing in her ears. Then, she became aware of the sensation of Naraku’s heart beating inside her pussy, through his cock: bump-bump, bump-bump, bump-bump, bump-bump. Each of his evil, demonic heartbeats thudded potently against her quivering vaginal muscles, flowing up along the full length of her vaginal canal, then finally pulsed against the mouth of her fertile virgin womb, transmitted to that sacred place by his cock’s swollen head. The precious uterine tissues her cervix protected throbbed in silent, clearly-palpable reply, and the full array of her body’s most secret internal female muscles tugged on her womb’s walls to bring the pulsating reproductive chamber of it to its maximum potential volume.
As he pulled his mouth from Kikyo’s to let her breathe again, Naraku’s lips curled down and back to bare his teeth in brutal sneer of dark, male passion as he felt her womb open for him. Rotating his hips down and grinding the dense ridge of bone at the base of his throbbing demon cock to her aching, swollen clit, he sank his cock impossibly deeper into her cunt, pressing its crown more demandingly to her cervix so that she knew he knew how ready for his seed she was, and that he knew she knew how deeply and irrevocably he could give it to her. She opened her eyes at last to look up at him and see how utterly primed he was for her, then she gave him her permission to proceed.
“Begin, Naraku,” Kikyo spoke to her evil, beautiful, unearthly-powerful and well-endowed lover. She swallowed thickly, then turned her hips upward to give Naraku the absolute best angle to move inside her. “Love me, now.”
Without hesitation, Naraku drew his cock out of Kikyo’s throbbing-tight cunt by a single inch, going as slowly as he could stand and studying the expressions on her face for any further sign of pain. Fortunately for both of them, he saw only pleasure, seeing how her lips pouted open and her expression grew steely with focus. Then, he gently swung his hips down to sink his cock back down into her, rejoining the head of it to her womb’s mouth, and she encouraged him with another affectionate caress to his cheek, ultimately slipping that hand behind his thick, sinewy neck and using her other hand to really grip the bed-flesh above her head.
Next, Naraku pulled out of Kikyo by two inches and sank back in, going as slowly as the first, and the result was her grey eyes sliding closed, her elegant female brows raising, and her mouth pouting open further, allowing a richly-pleasured “Oh…’ to flow up her throat and spill out over her rosy lips. “That’s so good…” she praised to him, and she heard his breath hitch as he promptly pulled out of her by three inches, this time, then gave those three meaty male inches of himself right back.
Three inches of hard, throbbing demon cockshaft shuttling in and out of prime, perfectly-formed human pussy became four, then became five, six, etc. Soon, Naraku was giving Kikyo the full length of his demonic monster cock, thirteen enormous inches, on every slow, passionate stroke, gliding it in and out of her hot, tight, silky female sheath over and over. And she took it without complaint, without pain, only pleasure. Her body produced such incredible, consistent lubrication for him that his cock’s full length glistened with a dripping, transparent coat of it as it came fully unsheathed, and the sound of him pressing himself back into her was a squish of that lubricant escaping her body around his.
Bump-bump, bump-bump, bump-bump, bump-bump. Naraku’s and Kikyo’s hearts beat as one, racing quicker and quicker as their bodies performed their ancient carnal dance, and the demonic flesh covering the walls of the underground incarnation birthing chamber beat to match them. The result was a scorching-hot, choking-thick atmosphere of pressurized demonic pleasure that squeezed in on them from all sides, hedonistically caressing and urging their hot, mating bodies together and almost guiding them in relation to each other. It heightened the experience for both of them, and sealed their bodies and souls together as if to entomb them in the most licentious moment of their joining.
Letting his eyes fall closed by the sheer stimulation Kikyo’s pussy offered, Naraku crooned with all the delight of a sex-obsessed, decidedly-male great-demon unleashing himself upon his most-desired female for the very first time. Every steely muscle in his body rippled beneath his inhumanly pale skin as he pumped deeply into her, his skin glistening with rivulets of fresh perspiration that shone in the flickering, bloody-red light of the demonic torches surrounding the bed. Over and over, he pressed the head of his cock through Kikyo’s sopping wet, silky pink pussy flesh and mated it to the mouth of her womb in a dark, sexual kiss, each one intended to ensnare her heart to his and bind it forever, to forever claim her as his. In reciprocation, or perhaps retaliation, her vaginal muscles gripped him within her, stroking over his cock’s every ridge and vein, and especially the contours of its bloated male head as he plunged it back and forth. His croon became a growl as he felt her responding to him so enthusiastically, and his cock swelled a little longer, thicker, harder than before, filling her, sealing her. The pace of his thrusts began to quicken...
For her own part, Kikyo did not simply lay still and allow herself to be used by Naraku. Armed with a measure of Kagura’s sexual instincts, after sharing the Wind Sorceress’ body earlier, she tilted her hips on the bed and pumped them expertly to meet Naraku’s beat for coital beat, taking his monster cock as deep as her body would allow as he slid it down into her. With pure ecstasy written plainly and honestly on her face, she looked down between her body and his with half-lidded eyes, between her big, heaving breasts, to watch his chiseled abdomen clench and his hips descend between her thighs to bury his cock deep, then ascend to lift it out of her, then descend again to re-bury it, over and over. She swore she could see a faint, vaguely cock-shaped bulge rising up in her flat belly, each time he fit his big balls to her rear.
“Naraku,” Kikyo gasped as the oni lord began to move faster, harder within her. Not nearly fucking her, yet, but definitely enjoying the exhilarating fit and lubrication of their bodies at a greater speed and energy of thrust. Her entire body rocked on the bed and her large breasts began to bounce gently on her chest with this added coital energy from him, her rosy nipples drawing delightful, lazy invisible circles in the air. To show off how good he was making her feel, she turned her head and buried her face against her raised forearm, closing her eyes and letting her evil, but undeniably talented lover see her lovely face in thrilling profile. “Naraku, yes...”
“InuYasha could never do this for you,” Naraku rasped in reply, swiveling his hips between Kikyo’s shapely open thighs quickly, rhythmically, relishing in the gush, gush, gush of his cock plundering the full depth of her. As she had rotated her head to one side now, the sternal tendon in her neck strained visibly, drawing a long, elegant line from the hollow of her collarbone all the way up to her ear, and this provoked Naraku to bend his own head down, then extend his tongue to lick along the full length of that line. When he pulled his mouth away, the pace of his breathing was harsh and urgent, as he felt the unmistakable pressure of climax building within him. He resumed from his previous thought: “He could never fill you as I do now. Your cunt chokes on me, your womb quivers before me. Soon, the deepest, most intimate parts of you will drown in my seed, parts which InuYasha could only dream of reaching.”
“...True,” Kikyo admitted quietly after a pause, turning her head to look straight up at Naraku again and imagining his face replaced with InuYasha’s, his inky-black hair turning silvery white and two adorable white dog ears appearing atop his head. His eyes’ unsettling, yet spellbinding red irises turned to molten, pleasure-filled gold. Then, her imagination and memories transported her to that moment so long ago when her inu hanyou lover had her lain out on a bed of their own clothes beneath the blessed Goshinboku tree’s canopy on one warm, summer evening, sinking himself between her thighs to take her body’s innocence in a moment of pure joy for both of them. Just a few short weeks later, Naraku entered their lives, as a dagger sliding fatally into their hearts, and that joy of theirs was ripped away from them. All too soon, her mind brought her back to the present, with the darkly-beautiful Naraku, not InuYasha, having his way with her. She continued: “InuYasha did not possess this same monstrous size as yours. But he didn’t need it – his love was enough.” Venomously, despite her state of physical pleasure, she narrowed her eyes in accusation. “Love that you destroyed.”
“The love we will enjoy together will eclipse what you had with him,” Naraku declared boldly, bowing above Kikyo to arch his back and thrust his broad, muscular chest up in sexually-charged masculine pride. Pumping through her pussy relentlessly, he peered down at her over his nose again, through his tussled black bangs with crazed, glowing red eyes, to emphasize his hedonistic sexual domination of her. “I will make you forget him. Thrust after thrust, peak after peak, you will forget your love for him, Kikyo, and you will learn quickly to love only ME!”
(Soundtrack: Candlemass – If I Ever Die)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YG9InehQEos
Helplessly, Kikyo moaned long and loud as Naraku further increased the speed and power of his pumping into her pussy. Here, at last, were his first fuck-thrusts into her as he clenched his muscular rear and undulated his powerful hips sharply to spear his cock through her sex and cram his throbbing cockhead to her womb’s mouth, which gasped open in feminine reflex to lay the very core of her bare to him. His seed churned within him now, boiling in his big balls as they pulled taut to his body, between his thighs. The pleasure coursing through him with each new thrust he delivered into Kikyo was quickly becoming too much to bear. Nevertheless, as climax threatened him, he tempered his fucking with the mindfulness to not play too roughly with her, ensuring that as hard and fast as he was doing her now, she took mostly pleasure from it, with only the slightest, most delicious twist of pain.
Bump-BUMP, bump-BUMP, bump-BUMP, bump-BUMP. The flesh-covered walls of the underground chamber beat more feverishly and emphatically now, matching the escalation of Naraku’s and Kikyo’s pleasure and the quickening of their shared heartbeat. “Yes....YES!” Naraku snarled, laughing as Kikyo’s vaginal muscles began to quiver and flutter around him – once again, he was about to make her come, for him! The inflection of his voice became steadily wilder as he felt the orgasmic pump of his seed moving inside him begin. “Our bodies bond, our hearts SING! Your womb OPENS for me, to receive my SEED!”
Kikyo couldn’t argue, unable to deny how her womb blossomed in her belly to best accept what Naraku had to give it. Closing her eyes and sneering with vulgar passion, as Naraku had been all throughout their coupling, she bared her clenched teeth to him to show him the extreme pleasure she took from him, feeling her womb clench and unclench in her belly as the oni lord bottomed out against it over and over. Each palpable throb in his cock that came during that fiercely intimate moment of deepest internal connection between their bodies set her uterine tissues aflutter, as if to tell her womb to get ready to fucking conceive his unholy offspring. She recalled how Kagura’s womb had behaved in much the same way, as orgasm overcame the Wind Sorceress and Kohaku’s monster cock reached deep into her one last time, throbbing brutally to absolutely flood her with his reproductive matter. For Kikyo, as she engaged with Naraku now, the effect was equal to what Kagura had experienced, or perhaps even greater.
At the same time, Kikyo knew that thankfully, as outwardly potent and well-endowed as he presented himself, Naraku could not impregnate her, no matter how much of his seed he gave or how deep he planted it. By communing with the spirits of the dead he had left in his wake, she was aware of how he had refrained from climaxing inside Sayaka during vaginal intercourse with her, back at the miko prostitute and newly-minted Dark Priestess’ bath house in the rear courtyard of her shrine. Then, he had done so to prevent his genetically-empty sperm from interfering with Byakuya’s when the male wind demon replaced him in Sayaka’s cunt, then climaxed inside her to sire a child with her.
Kikyo was further aware that after visiting Sayaka’s shrine, Naraku resurrected Kagura and shared her between himself and Byakuya, almost exactly in the same place (and sex position) where Kikyo lay now. Unlike with Sayaka, the oni lord had climaxed powerfully and enthusiastically deep in the Wind Sorceress’ pussy, with a ripe, free-floating demonic ovum waiting in her, and no conception of new life had resulted. Kikyo received this interesting knowledge by inadvertently glimpsing Kagura’s memories while telepathically sharing her body earlier, and this steeled her mind with the audacity to let Naraku fill her up.
“Naraku!” Kikyo mewled, giving herself over to her pleasure as it built within her. With her reiki thundering through her blood to protect her from Naraku’s shouki, and him being incapable of impregnating her, she had nothing to fear from his seed, and she prepared herself to receive it and savor it inside her body. Using the hand that she had kept slipped behind his neck up until this point, she pulled him down for one last kiss, then released him and thrust her hand up above her head to place it alongside her other one again. She clenched her fists down tightly onto the malleable bed-flesh there to anchor her body to the bed beneath her, and braced herself for the hard, pumping finish she could feel was coming. “Naraku, YES!” she cried aloud now, now feeling not only some of Kagura’s demonic instincts dwelling in her, but some of her sexy Wind Sorceress attitude. “NOW! FUCK ME! REALLY FUCK ME!!”
Naraku’s eyes widened a little and his mouth fell slightly agape – he was taken aback for a moment as he witnessed the usually calm, reserved Kikyo really starting to get into it with him. His rapid, rhythmic thrusting pace within her skipped a beat by his brief distraction, then redoubled as he regained control of himself. He pumped his cock hard, fast, and deep into her silky female sheath now, as hard as he felt he could give it to her without seriously hurting her by his demonic strength, and she egged him on by arching her back to thrust her large breasts up and out to call his attention to how dramatically they bounced on her chest. Gone was the sticky, sopping gush of his cock shuttling in and out of her – it was replaced with the quick, sharp slap of his muscle-filled hips meeting the taut, creamy-smooth panes of her inner thighs as she kept them wide open for him. Slap, slap. Slap! Slap! Slap! Now, there would be no stopping, no slowing down for either of them.
The dark, erotic beating sound produced by the underground chamber’s living walls arrived at the rapid-fire crescendo that immediately preceded Naraku’s vile demonic orgasms: bumpBUMPbumpBUMPbumpBUMPbumpBUMP!! His massive cock swelled to an impossibly-larger volume, completely sealing Kikyo’s cunt and jutting into her body with a new, breathtaking depth, aggressively and ecstatically hammering her cervix and welcoming vaginal muscles with his heartbeat. In return, he could feel her heartbeat hammering him right back, her inner muscles clutching him with their exquisite female texture, her natural female contractions working him mercilessly and urging him ever closer to his peak. Together, his blood and hers became as pure, liquid pleasure that pounded through their veins faster and faster...
In that moment, Naraku’s entire body became as an inexhaustible, 100%-dedicated demonic sex machine designed to bury Kikyo in her ultimate orgasmic pleasure, and bury himself along with her. He fucked her, drilled her, nailed her to his bed, finally slaking the 60+ years of Onigumo’s unfulfilled desire for her that had pent up in his heart, in his very soul. And she took everything he gave her, crying out and bucking for more. He now lived his penultimate fantasy: to have Kikyo, to take her and bend her to his twisted will as he had never been able to, before. Only the act of completing the Shikon jewel and making his dark wish upon it could satisfy him further.
With each hard, penetrating, yet well-controlled thrust he gave Kikyo, Naraku’s every steely muscle flexed beneath his pale skin with beautiful masculine symmetry, symmetry that was reflected along the centerline of his body. The legs of the spider-shaped brand that covered most of his back seemed to subtly reposition themselves into a sharp, eight-legged salute with the movements of those muscles. His veins swelled up visibly with his rising, sexually-climactic blood pressure, and he gasped as he felt his big balls CLENCH to his body between his thighs. At last, the hard, jolting PUMP of his copious seed churning, then suddenly moving with palpable liquid momentum, struck deep within him and completely shattered his mind.
“Oh...oh, Kikyo...” Naraku hushed with wide, red eyes as he began to cum, so fucking hard! He shook above Kikyo, trembling as his most male muscles caressed his mighty demonic prostate, then IMPLODED around it to compress it into a tiny ball of agonizingly-pure pleasure. He didn’t stop his thrusting, shuttling his cock in and out of Kikyo’s pussy furiously, urgently as his seed thrashed up through it. “Kikyo, KIKYO, KIKYO!!!”
Up until this point, Kikyo had helpfully been laying beneath Naraku with her thighs spread completely open, to let him fuck her with all the speed, depth, and freedom of movement he wanted. Now, as she felt his long, thick cock throbbing with the pressure of his seed about to explode out of him, she swiftly worked her legs around his back and hooked them together by her ankles, tightening them as a vise to pull him down completely into her and lock him there. In a similar action, she released the demonic bed-flesh above her and reached down to clamp Naraku’s face between her hands, holding his head to ensure that his gaze was firmly locked on hers, right up to and through the ultimate, inseminating moment of their joining.
“Are you coming, Naraku? Are you about to release your seed into me?” Kikyo asked with feigned innocence, and only mild euphemistic sexual language. She squeezed her thighs and legs around the big-dicked, big-balled, sable-haired, musclebound Shikon-powered oni lord sex god with all the strength she could muster, bringing his big balls fully to bear against her rear, and the head of his cock against the mouth of her womb, utterly preventing him from withdrawing. If he was a sex god, with all of the tantalizing adjectives associated with such a title, then she was the big-breasted, broad-hipped, ebony-haired, alabaster-skinned sex goddess, also bound to the destiny of the Shikon jewel, that would fulfill him. She slipped into orgasm with him and her vaginal muscles fluttered around his cock to milk him to the height of his pleasure, her womb snapping open and totally exposing her uterine riches to him. Instantly, her innocent tone disintegrated into one of sexual ferocity: “Are you about to fucking CUM?! Do it!” she dared, finally beginning to use some of the bad words she knew well, but consciously omitted from her usual speech. “Do it NOW! Fill me, you demonic motherfucker! Fill my cunt and my fucking womb with what your body has made for me! Oh, please, FILL ME UP!!”
Naraku gave up his most impassioned gasp yet – Kikyo's voice, commanding him to come, to fucking CUM inside her, was as a dagger of sexual sound that plunged into his heart and sealed him into the delicious death that was Orgasm. The underside of his pulsating monster cock bulged out brutally against the posterior wall of her hot, sucking cunt by the sheer pressure of the reproductive matter moving within it. A single heartbeat passed, then rich, creamy white semen ERUPTED from his cock’s magnificently-phallic head and EXPLODED directly into her hungry, fully-open womb, deep in her heaving belly. The jolt of dripping, liquid white pleasure that Kikyo took from it bent her mind under its power, and she both felt and heard this first hard cumshot enter her body, an instant after leaving Naraku’s: PUMP!!! In that moment, their bodies were as one, united in the raw, animal pleasure of male reproductive matter anointing hot, willing female flesh.
Kikyo’s mental discipline was formidable, such that she could still think clearly at this staggering moment of climax for herself and Naraku. She used her psychic abilities as a well-trained Shinto priestess in order to look into her own body, to her throbbing womb in her belly. There, her womb’s living, creamy pink walls pounded and clutched with her frenzied orgasmic heartbeat: Bump-BUMP! Bump-BUMP! Bump-BUMP! Bump-BUMP! One final BUMP of her heart’s chambers cycling elapsed, then the first enormous load of Naraku’s cum surged through her cervix to SPLATTER her womb’s walls creamy dripping white. By his sterility, this was as close as he could possibly get to impregnating her, and she weaponized the explicit sexual imagery of it all, telepathically transmitting it directly into his mind to break him, and blast him off into a higher level of his own climax.
“Oh, FUCK!!” Naraku roared as Kikyo raped his mind with the psychic image of his thick, white seed pumping, pumping, PUMPING into the spasming pink chamber of her womb, the most sacred part of such a sacred woman as her. His fingers tightened and gouged into the flesh of his bed, while his toes curled such that his feet became as fists - as much as anything in his depraved life, he got OFF on it. “My KIKYO, yes, YEEEEESSSS!!! TAKE IT ALL!!! TAKE IT FROM ME!!!”
Encouraged by Kikyo’s strangling-tight vaginal contractions, Naraku’s next ejaculations positively detonated in the beautiful miko’s sopping pink pussy core, each one more powerful than the last: PUMP, PUMP, PUMP, PUMP!!! The raw mass and kinetic energy in his copious demonic cumshots endowed them with recoil, driving his cock back out of her minutely, but palpably with each one, such that he was forced to make a continual effort to keep himself fully seated within her. He utterly flooded her womb within her and she closed her eyes to embrace the sensation of her innermost reaches drowning in his seed, just as he had boasted. Tears of agonizing pleasure slipping from her eyes’ corners, blood vessels straining in her neck as the hardest, deepest pang of her own orgasm slammed over her. She tossed her head back into the pillow beneath it, arching her back and thrusting her big breasts proudly as she felt her womb swelling by the creamy, liquid pressure Naraku pumped into it. His seed was hot, thick, and heavy, heavy by both the sheer number of sperm it carried, and the desire it represented, and she savored every ounce of it, soaring in her own pleasure.
BUMP-BUMP. Pause. BUMP-BUMP. Pause. The beating sound from the flesh-covered walls of the demonic sex chamber that surrounded Naraku and Kikyo was both harsh and halting as they came so hard for each other, then every last one of the billions, trillions of tiny pores in them CREAMED with pure, white semen, which cascaded downward with gravity to pool up in the spherical chamber’s bottommost reaches. As Naraku’s bed in his den above ground had been as a raft on a sea of roiling red blood, at the climax of his tryst with Kagura and Kohaku, his bed in his den below ground, which he now shared with Kikyo, became as a raft on a sea of pulsating white demon seed, which soon began to glow subtly by the shouki infused into it.
The hot, creamy cum oozing from the living, beating walls cast the entire interior of the underground sex chamber in soft, rippling white light of special sexual significance, and gave new contrast to the blood-red flames of the burning demonic torches that stood around Naraku’s bed. The light re-illuminated the yet-soulless clone of Kanna floating in her birthing pod as it hung from the stalk of inky-black demonic flesh-matter, which connected the chamber’s upper and lower poles, and the also-soulless body that Kikyo had inhabited until just recently. The former had been floating unconscious and blissfully unaware in her pod, while the latter sat on the flesh-covered and increasingly cum-covered floor, propped up as a lifeless rag-doll with glassy, empty doll’s eyes, and it had been watching the entire proceedings between Naraku and Kikyo from the steamy, inky darkness...
PUMP! PUMP! PUMP! Rasping, Naraku rotated his hips down and out to grind his huge, spewing cock as deep inside Kikyo’s pussy as possible, to ensure that he planted his every enormous ejaculation as deep inside her as possible. By telepathy, she showed him his seed as it churned in her womb and coursed through her fallopian tubes to soak her ovaries, and he truly regretted that he couldn’t get her pregnant. Then, when unable to give any further pleasure for either himself or her, or accomplish the reproductive will of Nature, the frequency and energy of his cumshots began to ebb: PUMP...PUMP...pump......pump......... Her pussy had long since creamed over around him with a pressurized squish, his copious seed pouring down between the globes of her shapely rear and soaking the bed beneath her. He trembled above her, his every muscle quivering as he strove to give her one last pump of cum, no matter how weak it turned out to be, and once he felt it leave him, gratefully accepted by her womb, his eyes slid closed as he felt the warmth and elusive peace of sex’s afterglow wash over him.
The afterglow overcame Kikyo, as well, filling her head to toe with the same delicious, tingling warmth Naraku enjoyed. Their bodies glistened beautifully together with well-produced perspiration, and she curled herself around him to hold him. Moved, he relaxed into her embrace as she offered it, feeling welcomed, suspiciously close to loved. He lowered himself from supporting his upper body on his hands, to supporting himself on his forearms, pressing his chest to her breasts such that their hearts pounded together, both by psychic link and physical closeness. Sweat dripped from his brow and he considerately angled his head to one side in relation to hers, so that the salty fluid wouldn’t fall onto her face, especially into her eyes.
Then, in a final passionate gesture, Naraku slipped his powerful arms under Kikyo’s back, between her and his bed, to wrap them around her and pull their bodies even more closely together. He buried his face into the junction of her neck and shoulder, pressing a kiss to it, then he was quiet and unmoving, his breathing slowing and evening out. She reciprocated him with quietness and stillness of her own, holding him to her preciously and gazing distantly to the curved chamber ceiling above them. Thankfully, the flesh clinging to the ceiling did not ooze semen above a certain ‘latitude,’ leaving a large circular arc dry and therefore preventing any cum from dripping down directly onto herself and Naraku.
Combing her fingers through Naraku’s silky, inky-black mane, Kikyo relished in her pussy full of his hard, throbbing demon cock, his big balls warm and comforting against her rear, and most of all, her gently-contracting womb recovering from its orgasmic throes and a full load of his boiling, but not painfully hot cum filling it out. As her heart and his slowed down together, reflected by the slowing beating sound from the chamber’s living walls, she closed her eyes, and slept with him...

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A Twist in the Myth