Miyaki panned across the city for the hundredth time that evening. The cool Azum wind brushed across her naked breasts, making her clench around the stone copy of Iskar's cock still lodged inside her sex. Her pussy complained in return. After the demon disappeared, she spent the next hour abusing her sex with the stone phallus until her lust finally abated. But now that her pussy had gotten some rest, the pain from gripping the toy only aroused her again.
"Damn demons and their cryptic answers. How the hell am I supposed to find what I cannot see?" she muttered while frowning at the fading daylight.
The spyglass could peer through walls and outline the person she sought, but without light, it was nearly useless, at least for this kind of searching. The spyglass's darkvision enchantment worked, but the muted, twilight colors quickly blended together at a distance, making it difficult to distinguish different shapes and people. Bandits sneaking through the forest or thieves running across the rooftops were fairly easy to spot at night, as were the guards patrolling Kuji's streets. But picking one person out of a crowd was nearly impossible.
Miyaki saw two guards walking with purpose toward the edge of the slums. They were soon met by a one-eye and a tanuki monster girl. After a moment's discussion, both women dropped to their knees in front of the guards. The angle was wrong for Miyaki to see anything the spyglass could see through walls but not people, but it was clear what was happening when the men grabbed the monster girls' heads and began thrusting.
The counselor pulled a stool over from her desk and gingerly sat down, making the stone cock inside her kiss the entrance to her womb as she settled onto it. A hand slipped down and began teasing her clit as she watched the women get face-fucked. Memories of Iskar doing the same to her bubbled up in her mind. She remembered the smell of his pubic hair as he forced his cock into her throat and the smoky flavor of his pre as he roughly used her mouth. The memories quickly spiked her lust. She moaned and squeezed down on the phallus within her as the two guards jammed their cocks into the monster girl's mouths and held them there. Miyaki's climax peaked as she imagined she was one of the women and remembered the feel of Iskar's demonic seed pouring directly into her stomach.
The counselor's body shook with tiny aftershocks as she watched the women gently clean the guards' cocks with their mouths, attempting to entice them into a second round. As expected, when the men pulled away, both women stood and faced away from them, then pulled their kimonos up and bent over, offering their pussies to the men. The tanuki even reached back and spread her ass apart.
Spent, the men tucked their dicks into their pants and walked away looking disgusted. Getting sucked off by a monster girl was tolerable, but fucking one and potentially making more was considered disgusting. While not expressly forbidden by Kuji's lord, getting caught having sex with a monster girl came with a heavy social stigma.
Miyaki sighed as the two monster girls fixed their clothing and returned to a hut on the edge of the slums. The counselor wasn't surprised when the tanuki laid down inside the shack and kicked her feet into the air, presenting her pussy to the katame. The one-eye bent over and let the contents of her mouth drip into the raccoon-dog's open sex. After a few seconds, they repeated the process but in reverse. The scene sent Miyaki's thoughts to the feel of Iskar's--
The counselor caught herself and leaned back from the spyglass's eyepiece. The demon's presence left its mark on her after previous summonings, often leading to an extended masturbation session after he left. But never before had she been so preoccupied with Iskar hours later like this. Maybe she hadn't gotten away as unscathed as she had hoped.
Standing up from the stool, she tightened her sex to keep the stone toy from slipping out. After such a day, the counselor felt mentally drained. Miyaki considered leaving the phallus in its hidden drawer, but instead, her mouth widened into a mischievious grin. Grabbing a couple of healing potions from a nearby shelf, she walked naked through the laboratory to her quarters at the far end of the room.
Her mind was exhausted, but her body still yearned for more pleasure.
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Shortly after the katame woke up from her nap, more monster girls sent by Oba and in need of healing arrived at the inn. None of the evening groups were in as severe danger as those earlier in the day. Kal tended to those who needed curing of a disease or infection while leaving the rest of the newcomers to Kairi. The one-eye soon found her mana reserves depleted despite the increased efficiency offered by the healing rune. Kal used Miyaki's medallion to top up her reserves once, but by the second time she ran out, their patients only had minor injuries or illnesses, and Kal wanted to experiment with the katame's curious powers tied to sex.
"I'd like to see if you benefit from other kinds of intimacy," he explained as they stepped into his bedroom after excusing themselves from those waiting to be seen.
"Other kinds?" she asked, blushing and refusing to look at his face.
"Yes," he said pulling her close and pushing her kimono off her shoulders.
She finally looked up to see his eyes were glowing blue again. "What are...?"
"I said I wanted to do some experiments."
"Oh," she said, disappointment creeping into her voice.
Kal chuckled as he led her over to the bed. The naked katame squeaked as he picked her up and laid her on her back. Lifting Kairi's legs, he leaned over and kissed her mound just above her clit.
"Wait," she said as the mage's tongue hovered over her sex. "I've spent my adult life licking or getting licked. Could I do you instead?"
Kal slowly leaned down and traced a couple of lazy circles around Kairi's clit until she let out a small moan. "I guess I could wait a little longer," he said with a grin. "Do you want me to lay down, stand up, or sit on the bed?"
"Uh... sit on the bed, maybe?"
Kal stood, quickly undressed, then sat back down as the one-eye slid off the bed. Kairi knelt between his open legs and stared at the cock hardening in front of her.
"It's almost hard to believe this has been inside me so many times today," she said, tracing a finger around the flare and then following the seam on the bottom down to his balls. Gripping the base of his shaft, she squeezed lightly and stroked him until a drop of clear liquid appeared at the slit.
Kairi looked up and held his gaze as she leaned forward and licked the droplet from the tip of his prick.
At first, Kal thought having a woman with one large eye staring up at him as she sucked him off might be odd, even in his relatively broad experience with women. But the katame's expressiveness quickly swept away any strangeness. Kairi's excitement and enjoyment as her lips slid over the head of his cock were plain as day on her face.
Within moments the katame's inexperience became clear. She had clearly been coached on how to pleasure a man with her mouth, but Kal could tell from her lacking confidence this was all new to her. Kairi continued to hold his gaze as she worked her head back and forth, taking him deeper each time. Her expression was no longer the sultry, excited stare of a woman filled with desire but instead a searching look, scanning his face worriedly for any sign she might be making a mistake.
Kal leaned his head back. "That feels amazing," he groaned as Kairi's tongue fluttered across the underside of his cock.
Letting him slip from her mouth, she looked up in surprise. "Really?"
"Yes," he replied, guiding her back to his prick.
The katame engulfed his cock once again and began bobbing her head, closing her eye and sighing happily at his praise.
