[Episode 201340] [Episode 201340]
In the center of the shrine sat a chair. Wearing only his boxers Ataru was lashed to the chair by ropes circling his torso, leaving only his arms free.
"I was kidding," Ataru muttered as he gave the ropes around his chest a quick tug.
"Oh?" Sakura asked as she walked across the shrine, wearing the short bathrobe. She paused to adjust the headband with the two lit candles on her head. "You don't want me to feel safe about letting you draw the disease spirits out of me?"
"Ah, well ..."Ataru started to stammer his response.
"Especially since those ropes make me feel safe enough," Sakura explained as she undid the knot on the front of her robe and with a quick motion slipped it off and tossed it to one side. "To show off something special I happen to have."
Ataru's eyes bulged. Posing demurely, Sakura stood there in a tight fitting red bikini.
"Like it?" Sakura asked, touching the bikini top with her free hand. She smiled at the sight of Ataru silently snorting steam out his nostrils as he enthusiastically nodded yes. "There have been a few times I've been offered supposed cures, and each time I bought a swimsuit because the first thing I wanted to do after getting well was go to the beach to celebrate. And now thanks to you, I'll finally be wearing this suit to the beach."
With a smile she stepped forward, squatted down onto Ataru's legs, and slid forward, stopping with her breasts about four inches away from his face.
Ataru took a moment to strain his neck toward her cleavage, but settled for just swinging his arms forward to encircle her back. For a few moments he stroked his hands up and down on Sakura's back before dropping them both to cup the priestess's ass.
Sakura sat almost motionless. Part of her mind was busy counting the spirits as they left her body. Another part of her mind was contemplating her body's symptoms as they faded with each displaced spirit. Finally there was a part of her trying to identify where she had felt the very nice tingle that Ataru's hands was inspiring in her flesh.
As a flash of memory erupted in her mind, Sakura suddenly pulled back from Ataru's grip.
Ataru made a small noise of protest, but quieted down as Sakura used one hand to snap her Gohei about. Though his silence was caused by the delightful way the maneuver made her bikini-covered breasts shake.
Sakura thought back to her adolescence. She remembered that first time when she had lain in her room, looking at the poster of her favorite idol singer and rubbing her body, imagining that it was his hands sliding over her breasts, across her legs, and into the special place between her thighs. But thanks to her frail constitution her first experience with self pleasure had been interrupted by an abrupt blackout. Indeed, all her successive attempts to experience the pleasure she had sometimes heard her schoolmates whispering and giggling about had been curtailed in the same way.
On one level Sakura felt some concern at the intense feeling Ataru's hands was awakening in her. But with her lifelong dream of good health dangling before her, she pushed aside her reservations. Turning back to Ataru, she sauntered back up to him. This time she turned around before sitting on his legs, pushing backward until her ass was halted by his crotch, and leaned back so her back was pressed against his chest.
A moment later she felt Ataru's hands reach around her to grab her chest, stroking and squeezing her breasts through her bikini top. Sakura tried to keep silent at first, but couldn't stop herself from vocalizing tiny moans and yelps.
Behind her, Ataru watched and listened carefully as he fondled Sakura's breasts, adjusting his unpracticed technique to match her responses. As she started moaning out loud, he repositioned his right hand to gently pinch her erect nipple through her bikini. Meanwhile his left hand slid down her stomach and came to rest on her thigh. Slowly he started massaging the top of her leg, again watching her reaction as he slid his hand forward to press between her shut legs.
Sakura felt Ataru's hand pulling at her leg, and felt uncertainty at what she should do. Part of her wanted to spread her legs to help fan Ataru's lust higher and speed her final cure. Part of her feared the possibility that even with the ropes she might lose control of the situation if she let things go too fast. Then she felt the sensations from her leg change as Ataru's hand stroked her inner thigh while sliding ever upward, and she realized that in her moment of indecision, she had unthinkingly opened her thighs just because it felt so good.
Ataru grinned as his hand slid from Sakura's leg onto her bikini covered crotch. He noted the distinct wetness, mentally identifying it as a good sign. He slowly started sliding his hands over her crotch, once again wishing that just one of the bits of porn he had managed to find through the years hadn't had those mosaics over it. 'Still,' he thought, mentally contemplating what his hands were feeling through the fabric. 'I guess experience will always be the best teacher,' he thought as he concentrated his efforts in the area that was producing the most intense moans.
As the friction stimulating Sakura's clit intensified, her eyes bulged open and her whole body stiffened as the first orgasm of her life washed over her. As the incredible feelings subsided she gulped for air. In her mind her concerns about health and control became secondary before a new singular imperative. 'MORE!'
Ataru felt a slight twisting wrench as Sakura suddenly pulled away from his hands. For an instant he catalogued his actions, trying to identify the point he had overpushed. Then he blinked as he found himself looking directly into Sakura's feverishly intense eyes as she dropped onto his legs facing him again, her arms resting on his shoulders. He was initially paralyzed with surprise as she pulled herself forward and pressed her lips against his. It was only a moment later when she started pushing her tongue into his mouth that he pushed down the shock enough to push back with his tongue while sliding his hands around her, one hand stroking her back while the other slipped down to caress her ass again.
Sakura once more felt the intense jolts of pleasure coursing through her with Ataru's manipulation, and pulled her mouth back so she could voice a responsive moan. Then she pulled herself forward on Ataru's legs, her breasts rising to his chin as she looked down at the knot behind his back. Her hands reached down and began working at the knot.
Ataru ducked his head slightly to nuzzle Sakura's breasts. Noting her apparent sounds of approval, he shifted both hands to her back, feeling for the knot holding her bikini top on. His fingers examined the knot for a moment, then with a few testing tugs he felt it loosen and undid it completely. A quick tug at the second knot at the back of Sakura's neck drew the cloth triangles in front up and off her breasts.
As she loosened the knot at the back of Ataru's chair, Sakura didn't really notice Ataru untying her bikini top. She did however notice when he then ducked his head down and began teasing first one nipple and then the other with his tongue. Eyes involuntarily closing she barely bit back a loud moan, then shook her head, opening her eyes again.
Then Sakura blinked, her mind briefly distracted from the pleasure gripping her body by the sight of the huge crowd of disease spirits surrounding her and Ataru. 'I knew there were a lot, but I didn't think that many would come out in such a short time.'
For several moments, Sakura was paralyzed with indecision over whether to finish her business with Ataru or call a halt to drive off the disease spirits. Then an idea rose in her mind that made her smile as she refocused her attention and undid the knot in the rope.
Grabbing Ataru's shoulders, she pushed herself back a bit, paused to lean in for a quick kiss that lasted half a minute, and then rose to her feet pulling Ataru upright as well.
"Lie down," she said with a quick gesture to the floor. "And lose those while you're at it," she added, giving a quick tug at the waistband of his boxers.
Ataru paused a moment, then with a quick noise of agreement he grabbed his boxers. Then he froze, staring at Sakura as she pushed her bikini bottom down her legs and stepped out of it. A raised eyebrow from her reminded Ataru of her request, and he yanked down his boxers, slipping one foot out of them as he dropped down and positioned himself on the floor. Seeing his manhood stand erect caused the priestess to lick suddenly dry lips.
Sakura knelt next to Ataru. She leaned forward, kissing him once again while one hand slid down his stomach. He stroked her sides as the kiss continued. Pulling her lips off Ataru, she looked down at his erect manhood as she initially traced its outline with an extended finger. Shifting position slightly, she wrapped her fingers around it and pumped her hand a few times. She smiled as she heard Ataru groan delightfully at her ministrations.
Sakura briefly let her mind drift with all the possibilities she wanted to explore with Ataru, but she pushed them aside and slid sideways, raising one leg to slip above Ataru's legs. Briefly dropping her hands to the floor she pushed herself forward six inches so that her pussy was now pressing right against the base of Ataru's erection.
Sakura slid her hand down to press Ataru's manhood back against her womanhood as she half experimentally used her legs to move first up than back down. As she moaned at the sensation, she nodded, raising herself even higher. Reaching her other hand between her legs, she carefully spread her pussy wide, and then lowered herself down, using her other hand to properly line Ataru up with the hole she wanted him inside.
Pushing downward enough to drive the head of Ataru's organ inside her, she pulled her hands back and used them to instead pick up her gohei. Holding the wand before her, she shook it slightly while chanting preparatory chants and using her legs to slowly and incrementally push herself downward lodging more and more of his manhood inside her pussy. Even though she had long ago lost her hymen while studying yoga, it took some time for her womanhood to fully adjust to its first occupant.
Finally Sakura sat on Ataru's hips, every inch of his organ deep inside her. Feeling ready, she raised her gohei up to the right while using her legs to raise her hips until most of his manhood was outside her. With a chant of "Exorcise!" she snapped her gohei down to the left while sinking down and driving his manhood back in to the hilt. Raising her gohei on the left she raised her hips again, and with a chant of "Purify!" she snapped down the gohei and pumped herself downward once again.
Again and again she continued, accelerating her movements, and trying to pronounce her phrases correctly as the increasingly overwhelming pleasure made everything come out as a moan. Only long experience enabled her to keep her spiritual energy building.
Ataru firmly held his hands on Sakura's hips, guiding her as she vigorously ground her hips and worked his cock with intense determination. Guttural cries had replaced Sakura's chants, and her erotic sounds were in sync with Ataru's own grunts. The spirit crowd watched mesmerized at the show in front of them. By this time the candles had fallen off, leaving the headband as Sakura's only piece of clothing as she rode her lover faster and faster.
And then as Ataru cried out with his own release, she felt the sudden spike from his own spiritual energy, her body exploding with incredible pleasure as all the spiritual power her tryst had gathered exploded from the couple, sweeping back the horde of surrounding disease spirits like twigs before a tsunami. Exhausted, she then fell forward onto Ataru. For a few moments she just gulped for air while feeling his chest rise and fall similarly.
Then she raised herself up slightly, shifting her position so she could look into Ataru's eyes. With a smile she leaned down and pressed her lips against his once again. The kiss continued, and shifted as both began to bring their tongue's to play while Ataru slid his arm around the priestess.
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