My Ninja Girl 4 by Gideon Caldwell (latest novels to read .TXT) 📕

He began pacing, trying to get his mind off the bulge he was now experiencing below his waist, his erection much stronger than it normally was. It felt like he hadn’t had sex in forever, but he knew this wasn’t the case. He had recently had relations with Liza; it wasn’t like it had been months, yet that was what it felt like, Micah now anticipating the forthcoming event, going through it in his head play-by-play.

Chill, he told himself, and for some reason, this reminded him of what he had learned about industria. To relax, Micah sat on the ground, ignoring his raging boner for a moment as he imagined a lime green energy at his core. Cycle it, he thought as the energy started to move.

One of the things that Micah hadn’t liked about recent events, and the speed at which everything was changing around him, was that he felt as if he were losing his practice, even though he barely had one to begin with. There were a few things he was able to do with industria, but he felt like he had hit a roadblock, that there wasn’t anything else for him, especially now that they were in a foreign country, Micah essentially cut off from the Monks of Repose.

Would he ever be able to cycle his industria by interacting with a seed again? Aside from the powers he already had, the ability to heal, the ability to absorb a strike and redistribute it if he got the timing right, what would the next step be? The next level?

Even if this was where he stopped when it came to cycling his industria, it was safe to say he had accomplished a lot in a relatively short time, especially considering how he had stumbled upon it. Still, Micah knew he had a long way to go, and at the moment it felt like there was no end in sight.

All of his thoughts were cast aside when the bathroom door opened and a sweet scent met his nostrils. Micah opened his eyes to see Yuri standing there completely nude, aside from a pair of white cloth slippers. She bit her lip as she looked down at him. Micah sprung to his feet, moving fast enough that he would later think about the moment and wonder if the industria within him had acted as a coil, advancing him forward.

“Someone is excited,” Yuri said as she placed her hand over his cock.

“Someone is.”

“Let’s go to the balcony,” she whispered after they’d kissed a couple of times, the tip of Micah’s penis now pressing against the front of her sex. He turned his hand around and lightly fingered her, Micah kissing Yuri’s neck, the woman moaning. Soon, the two had stumbled out onto the balcony, where Yuri gracefully lowered to her knees and took Micah into her mouth. She moved slowly at first, her tongue lashing against his balls every time she went down. This left him pretty wet by the time she stood and wiped her mouth, a cool breeze blowing past.

Yuri placed her arms on the balcony and hiked her ass up. It was an inviting view, the heart-shaped curve of her rear, her waiting snatch glistening with wetness. Micah carefully entered her, waiting a moment for her to adjust to his girth, his hands on her hips. He didn’t really care who was watching them, but most of the lights in the buildings around them were off, and Micah became so focused on what he was doing, how amazing the moment was, that he completely failed to realize that what they were doing was quite public.

“Yes, yes…” Yuri looked over her shoulder and straight to Micah, just a glimpse, her dark eyes half-open, tongue flitting against the top of her lip. Her hands on the railing, she bent forward even more, the change in the position causing Micah’s erection to move in an upward motion as she moaned even louder. Micah kept at it, on the verge himself when Yuri quickly pressed away, and crouched again, her hand reaching for his cock.

“Come everywhere for me,” she said as she began jerking him off, Yuri bringing Micah closer to the opening in the railing. She curled her tongue toward him, triggering something within Micah, and soon he was orgasming, his seed spraying over the balcony and hopefully not onto some poor unsuspecting soul passing by seven stories below.

“Holy shit, holy shit…” Micah whispered as he continued to orgasm, Yuri seemingly unlocking a private stash of semen inside him. Eventually it stopped after one final spurt, Micah finally extinguished. Yuri laughed as she took him back in her mouth and cleaned him up.

It was a decent ending to an epically long day.

Chapter Three

Birdsong woke Micah the next morning, and for a moment he imagined a beautiful tropical bird perched on the railing of the balcony singing down to him, only to find that it was a mangy-looking pigeon after he blinked his eyes awake, one who had shat inches away from his head.

“Get the fuck out of here,” he said to the pigeon, the bird ignoring him.

Some way to wake up, Micah thought as he rolled over. Yuri was already gone, her absence certainly felt, the spot where she’d been laying cold. He got to his feet and the pigeon flew away, but not without crapping again before it flew off.

What the hell is wrong with the pigeons in Heian?

Once he was inside the room, Micah found that clothing had already been selected for him and laid out on the bed by who he assumed was Yuri, but it could have been any one of them. Heian clothing was a bit different than what he was used to wearing, the style one of sharp angles, unlike the curves they seemed fond of using in their architecture and furniture