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Subject: {ASSM} Kiko and the Master of Sitonyou (3/3) (M/F, Anal, Kung Fu Bondage, Silly)
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The following story is mine. It contains male/female sex, Kung Fu bondage and
a lot of jokes. Yes, this story is meant to be funny. Feel free to archive,
save, print etc as long as no money is made from it and my authorship credit
remains intact.
The author is on his boney knees, asking for feedback. Good or bad, it
doesn't matter. I'm just tired of writing and never finding out if people
liked it. Please send mail to lordshon@aol.com
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helpful to me in my future writings. This does not mean comments like "This
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Kiko and The Master of Sitonyou
or
Korea hath No Technique Like a Ninja Aroused
By Shon Richards
Part 3
It only took Kiko an hour to eat the dozen bananas. When she was done peeling
them with her mouth, Kiko looked like she lost a fight with Chiquita. She had
one nostril stuffed with banana chunks, half a banana smeared in her hair,
another half of a banana on her breasts and due to a misguided attempt to
squeeze the fruit out of its peel, she had one banana lodged firmly in her
pussy. Although she was done eating, and was a complete mess, Kiko kept quiet.
She knew Hung would want to finish his porn movie, and she wanted him in a
good mood for her plan to work. Plus, she knew he would never forgive her if
she caused him to miss how Michelle was going to raise money for her
cheerleader squad.
Hung even watched the credits.
Only when the video was over did he turn to her. He walked over to the mess
Kiko had made and frowned at her, clucking his tongue in disapproval. He
frowned in confusion when he saw the banana stuck between her legs, but he
nudged it out with his foot.
"Terrible," he said. "You are as messy as an incontinent pig. After your
next exercise you will mop this mess up."
"I don't think so," Kiko said nonchalantly.
Dead silence was her answer, so Kiko pressed on. "It's just that I've been
thinking. I agreed to let you train me because I failed your Test of Sitonyou.
Well, after I passed your little jar-balancing act, something occurred to me.
You never passed the test of my family, the Test of Yugokumach."
"You are making this up," Hung said. "You lie as badly as a Chinese woman
licks. There is no Test of Yugokumach. Your father is too stupid to pass
anything except maybe a fart." Hung then started laughing, amused at his joke.
"Maybe a fart," he repeated.
"So what if I made it up?" Kiko asked. "Are you afraid that a student that
isn't even a Geisha could come up with something that you can't handle?"
Hung stopped laughing. "I assume that if I fail this test, that you want to
be released from your training?"
"You got it in one. Gee, you must be smart," Kiko wise cracked.
"I've already earned the right to train you," Hung said, "but there is
something left for you to bargain with. I want you to agree that if I pass
your test, then you will sign over your trust fund to my village. That way,
the poor people in my village will be able to eat on the money that a slut like
you would have squandered."
Kiko's tongue froze; her trust fund was her only escape from her father. If
she lost that she could be doing crazy missions for her father till he died of
old age. Hell, knowing him, he probably had a whole batch of missions he
wanted her to do when he was dead. Kiko weighed her options, and decided that
sixteen years of daily abuse was going to happen if she lost anyway to Hung.
"I accept," Kiko answered.
"Good, how do we begin?" Hung said.
"Well, Master Dumbass, I can't exactly conduct the test paralyzed on the floor
like this, can I?" Kiko snapped. She bit her tongue when she realized how
close she had come to blowing her chances, but lucky for Kiko, Hung was
something of a prick. He gladly released her pressure points. He knew she
couldn't beat him with her decadent American ways, and he was looking forward
to proving Korean supremacy once again.
Standing up, Kiko stretched her limbs, just to be sure nothing had cramped up.
When she was satisfied that she was healthy, Kiko walked over to Hung's
24-inch television. She sat on top of the television, her legs spread open
before her. Gripping her thighs in mock massage, she told Hung to come over to
her.
Hung obeyed, with a trace of a smirk on his lips. Kiko disrobed him as soon
as he was near. His cock was a tiny speck, yet Kiko knew full well how huge it
could become. She reached down and stroked him. Of course, he remained soft.
"You have to be hard for this test, unless that's it's not possible for you to
be hard twice in one day?" Kiko asked.
The eyes of the Korean never flinched, but his cock grew. With each stroke,
Kiko felt Hung's cock grow in inches. When he was his full thirteen inches,
she wrapped her arm around his wrinkled back and pulled him to her. He slid
right into her, though she gasped in shock as he completely filled her. Her
mind reeling, Kiko instinctively wrapped her legs around the standing Master of
Sitonyou.
Trapped between her legs, Kiko used her trump card. Years ago, a sweet, and
horny Yoga master taught her how to clench her vagina in such a way that it
could break a man's cock in three places. It was her deadliest, and quite
incidentally, her favorite skill.
"Gotcha, mother fucker!" Kiko snarled as she clenched.
Hung's face blossomed into a smile. "Of course I copulated with my mother;
it's the final test. Is my cock supposed to be broken in three places now? I
recognize the skill, I'm just not sure if you think it was going to affect me.
A Master of Sitonyou can penetrate the tightest of holes."
"Of course that's not the test!" Kiko lied in a hurry. "The test is, um, the
test is that you must make me let go of you or else give up. Oh, and you can't
use any of your Korean pressure point shit either. You got to outlast me, and
let me tell you something buddy, I don't let go of a cock easily!"
"I accept your hastily made up challenge," Hung said. "It will be simple;
I'll just relax my cock, and it'll shrink and slip out of you."
Hung's smile faltered for a second as he grunted. Kiko stared at his face,
looking for any flaw she could exploit while at the same time she kept her
pussy clamped tight as possible. Hung grunted a few more times, and then his
smile turned into a frown. He stare he gave Kiko was full of shock and
accusation.
"Somehow, you are too tight to slip out of," Hung said with a touch of awe.
"No matter! I am a Master of Sitonyou, and no pussy can out last my cock.
Prepare to receive the last good fucking of your decadent life you
bloated-udder, lazy American, dirty-mouthed slut!"
"Damn," Kiko said. "Fuck me if you want, but just shut up! I am sick to
death of your damn analogies!"
As soon as she said that, Hung began thrusting savagely into her. No
foreplay, no gentle touches and not even a kiss; he went straight into hardcore
fucking. His huge cock jackhammered into her tight pussy, sending shockwaves
from the collision racing through her body. Kiko couldn't have been happier.
Hung snarled when he realized Kiko's groans were of pleasure and not from fear
of his large cock. His hands cupped her buttocks and lifted her off the
television. Holding her, he was able to drive her even further down on his
cock. He plunged upwards into her tight box, yet Kiko still didn't release her
killer grip on him. Each time he lowered her back onto his cock, the foolish
girl had the nerve to squeal in delight!
Kiko's pussy felt like a condom being tested by the Bullet Train, but she held
on dearly. There was money at stake! It wasn't all bad though. Hung had the
biggest cock she had ever handled, and the novelty of getting pounded with a
lethal weapon helped ease the bruising she was feeling at her thighs. Kiko
wasn't sure if she would lose or if she would be able to keep her trust fund,
but she looked on the bright side- she was getting seriously fucked.
Hung resorted to foreplay. Dipping his head, he bit down hard on Kiko's
bouncing cleavage. Kiko felt the tickle of his wispy beard moments before the
sharpness of his teeth clamped down on her nipple. Hung sucked on her nipple
like a starving lamprey, using his vast knowledge of body manipulation to
create a suction of tremendous pressure on the nymphomaniac Ninja. Within
seconds, he had given Kiko a hickey that encompassed her nipple. That was the
cause of Kiko's first ear-splitting orgasm.
Kiko was enjoying the Hell out of herself. The pounding of her pussy never
stopped, which is how she liked it. Hung seemed to be trying to remove her
nipples with his licking, which is also how she liked it. To Kiko's continuing
amazement, Hung also began gripping her ass savagely, digging his nails into
her muscular buttocks. She liked that last bit so much, she had another
orgasm. The gym carried the echoes of her climaxing screams and brought it
right back to the dueling couple.
"What manner of slut is this?" Hung asked himself. He refused to believe
there was nothing he could do. He had to sate her! Hung had made twenty
Geishas in his time as Master of Sitonyou, and each one of them had been broken
by his incredible skills. He ground his teeth as he continued his non-stop
assault on her pussy with his cock. Obviously, it was time to seek alternate
routes to wear down her endurance.
Still carrying the sex crazed Kiko, Hung walked over the storage closet. It
wasn't easy, even for a Master of Sitonyou. Kiko was bucking her hips the
entire trip over, trying to shove more of Hung's meat into her. Hung realized
that this would make an excellent test of coordination for future Masters of
Sitonyou. If a man could walk across a gym with a nympho bouncing on his cock,
then that man could conquer anything. Or at least train Geishas.
Hung managed to open the closet, and he even managed to pull out what he
needed, a broom. Never breaking the flow of his thrusting into Kiko, Hung
placed the broom between his ankles. He lifted Kiko up higher, and the girl
had the audacity to whine when she only had five inches to bounce on! It was
with a vicious satisfaction that Hung aimed the broom handle right for Kiko's
ass. In fact, he made sure to watch her face when the handle entered her ass.
Kiko felt a surge of frustration. Just as she was about to hit her third
orgasm, the asshole lifted her almost off his cock. There went all her
penetration! Then he got this odd look in his eye and the next thing Kiko
knew, she was being sodomized by something wooden and very long. She
recognized the feel of a mop handle immediately. She giggled. The only thing
better than getting fucked with a monster cock by a Kung Fu master was getting
double fucked by someone with the dexterity to pull it off. Or pull it in, as
the case may be. Yeah, her asshole hadn't been lubricated, but somehow, that
just made it seem kinkier.
"Yes, yes, YES! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" Kiko cried. Her pussy contracted as
another orgasm exploded. This caused her ass to contract, which just made the
mop handle seem bigger. Caught in a feedback loop of perversion, Kiko climaxed
again out of sheer confusion.
Hung rammed his cock faster, as well as thrusting Kiko's ass harder onto the
mop handle, but the stupid girl seemed to be enjoying it! Hung began to get
worried. If he could climax, he was sure he could slip out of her. The
problem was, not even a Master of Sitonyou can climax after shooting a gallon's
worth of cum earlier in the day. He hadn't even had his daily oysters yet.
Hung's only hope lied in the chance that he could stimulate Kiko into a coma.
The Raging Vibrating Bull Technique gave Kiko three orgasms, but did nothing
to loosen her grip around his waist. He dropped the mop out of her ass and
began spanking her fiercely, but that only made Kiko scream out "Spank me
harder, Grandpa!" Her breasts he covered with love bites, her mouth he kissed
till his lips bruised, yet still she took his relentless thrusts. He fucked
her against the mats, he fucked her against the wall, he even fucked her on top
of a bunch of bats, but he couldn't get Kiko to relent at all.
He collapsed on top of her; they tumbled to the mats in front of the
television. He lay there on top of her gasping. It was the first time in three
centuries that a Master of Sitonyou had been out of breath during sex. Kiko
was still squirming under him, her heels digging into his ass. Hung placed his
hands on her inflated breasts and lifted himself up as far as her encircling
legs would allow. It was time for his final weapon.
"What would you guess my cock to be in length?" he asked.
Kiko wiped her hand across her forehead; she was glistening with sex. Her
pelvis had gone numb an hour ago, but hell, it was still a great lay. Kiko
would have preferred something a fraction more gentle, but hey, she wasn't
going to get picky. If having great sex was going to keep her trust fund
secure, then Kiko was ready to go all night. That's if feeling ever returned
to her thighs.
"I'm sure it's thirteen inches," Kiko breathed.
"That's what it is now," Hung agreed, "but I have a surprise for you. I
really measure out at fourteen inches."
Kiko's eyes widened in shock as she felt the Master of Sitonyou manipulate his
biology to add another inch to his Titanic cock. The pussy that was numb a
minute ago was now screaming with disbelief as Hung started his thrusts again.
Kiko closed her eyes and prayed to the God she only thought of in orgasms that
she survive this new development.
Hung pounded her fast and furiously. He did his damn best to nail Kiko's
muscular ass to the gym mat. He still clutched her breasts, using them as
handholds as he tried to break the sound barrier with his hips. Soon, Kiko's
moans were drowned out by the slamming of Korea meeting America. This
continued for an agonizing seven minutes until the gym echoed with the sound of
a single 'CRACK'.
The pounding ceased, and Kiko tentatively opened her eyes. Hung was frozen
over her, his hands twitching on her nipples. His cock was still hard inside
of her, stretching her to an inhumane depth. Hung's eyes were staring straight
ahead, almost as if he was dead. Worried that she might have a corpse between
her legs, Kiko shifted her hips slightly.
"NO!" Hung screamed. "Stay perfectly still. I believe my back is broken."
"Oh really?" Kiko purred. She shifted again and was rewarded with a male
scream.
"I bet you want to get out now, don't you?" Kiko asked.
"Yes," Hung whispered.
"And that means I win, right?" Kiko purred.
"Oh yes, yes, you win. I renounce any right to train you," Hung answered.
"And you'll return my father's money? I get the feeling he might have used
some of my trust fund for your fee," Kiko said.
Hung paused at the thought of losing all that money. Kiko shifted her hips
upward in a thrust and he screamed again. "Yes, yes!" he agreed.
"Cool," Kiko said, and she kicked him off of her. There was a popping noise
as his cock left her tight pussy. The Ninja bounced to her feet, and then
immediately collapsed. She had lost feeling below her waist.
"I don't care if I'm crawling, I'm getting the fuck out of here. I can't wait
to see you explain to my dad why you are lying on the floor with a broken back
and a monster dong," Kiko teased.
"Wait," Hung breathed. "Please reconsider. You have the talent to become the
greatest Geisha ever! Train with me, and I'll make you feared across the
lands!"
Kiko considered it. Then, still crawling across the gym floor, she lashed out
a parting kick to Hung's crotch.
"Wow, it finally went down," Kiko quipped. Then the proud Asian Ninja, who
could never be tamed, crawled out of the gym as the sun set to the west.
The end.
"We have a blind date with Destiny, and it looks like she's ordering the
lobster."- The Shoveler
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