Night with the mountain princess

Yet again, I stood by the edge of the yamabuki bushes near my mother's grave.

It was dark and hot.

As instructed by Aiko, the mountain princess, I returned to the spot where we met two nights ago and waited. I wasn't sure what to expect. It was entirely possible that Aiko wouldn't show up. It was also remotely possible I'd get killed by one of the seekers of the sword my father might have been hiding somewhere around here…

My temples throbbed as I helplessly peered into the near-total darkness, squeezing my katana, ready to defend myself from an unknown danger.

A slight crackling sound followed by the faintest glimmer of light signaled Aiko's approach. She emerged from the shadows, wearing the same thin tunic and holding a lantern in one hand and a flower branch in another.

"Good evening again, samurai-sama," she greeted me with a calm smile. "You may release your katana. You won't be needing it tonight."

I loosened my grip on the sword, slightly embarrassed of what she might have perceived as my weakness.

"It wasn't meant for you," I mumbled.

"I know," she nodded benevolently. "Follow me."

She turned and began walking down a barely noticeable path up the hill. Afraid to lose her in the dark, I quickly followed. We rounded a cluster of trees and, glancing back, I realized that I wouldn't be able to find my way back even if I had a light.

"Do not fear," said Aiko, without turning her head, "I will make sure you find your way home, Taro-sama."

Her ability to know exactly what I was doing and thinking was uncanny.

But then again, a mountain princess is a witch… And witches dwell in the realm of supernatural things…

Aiko slipped between the branches, and in an instant, we were in front of a hut—sturdy but simple-looking from the outside.

"Come in, Taro-sama," she invited, holding the door open for me.

As I crossed the threshold, I found myself in a peaceful and cozy space, softly lit by several lanterns. The air was filled with the gentle smell of flowers, mingled with an elusive scent I couldn't quite place, but it immediately put my mind at ease. Aiko's hut felt serene and elevated above the worries of the world.

Her soothing voice reached my ears. "You are safe here, samurai-sama."

I turned to her. "You are one of only three people who ever entered my home," she continued. "And the only man."

"Why the only man?" I blurted.

She shrugged. "It's my home. I don't allow visitors to disturb its peace." She moved closer, her magnetic eyes locked onto mine. "But you have something to give and to get, so you're here."

To give and to get?

She must have read the question in my eyes. "What you will get is my help with your worries about the treasure you seek. I'll tell you what dangers lie ahead and how to protect yourself from them."

I stared at her, bewildered. "And what can I possibly give you in return?"

She ran her hand down my chest. "I'll explain everything. But first, tell me—did you follow every one of my instructions these last two days?"

I nodded.

Her fingers untied my belt. "Good. Take off your kimono, Taro-sama," she whispered, "and rest for a while."

She slipped out of her tunic, and we stood naked in front of each other.

A soothing warmth spread through my body, growing and pulsating along with the flicker of the candles. My breath was steady and deep, but my vision was blurred, as if I were floating.

I reached out to touch her breasts.

"That's right," she murmured. "My body is waiting for you, Taro-sama."

Her hand wrapped around my cock, and I was surprised to find that I was already rock hard.

Aiko's eyes beckoned as she leaned forward and her lips crashed down onto mine. The kiss was passionate and demanding, her slender body pressing against mine.

"Lie down," she purred, pushing me gently onto the soft padding of her sleeping area.

She mounted me and guided my cock between her slender legs, straight into her waiting pussy.

"Heavens above!" she cried out as she impaled herself, sliding all the way down onto my cock.

I watched her, completely mesmerized. Aiko's body was flawless, her skin soft and white, and her breasts and legs perfectly shaped. She smelled of flowers and fresh mountain air.

She rode me slowly but fiercely, slamming my shaft into the very depths of her womb. I felt her nails digging into my chest, unable to contain desire.

"Your raw power…" she panted. "You have lots of it. I knew you would."

She leaned in to kiss me some more, her tongue reaching deep into my mouth.

"Now, take me like an animal," she breathed. "Fill me with all the essence you possess."

She got onto all fours, and I entered her from behind. She moaned and shrieked as I thrust endlessly, crashing her hips into mine.

"Here goes!" I yelled, reaching the top of my orgasm. Her pussy tightened around me as I shot spurt after spurt right into her womb, feeling an unusual vibration spreading through both of our bodies, as if a mystical sound was playing in the depths of her belly.

As I tried to catch my breath, Aiko kept shuddering on my cock, her flesh pressed tight around it. At last, she let my withdraw and lay on her back, cupping her pussy closed with her hand. I lowered myself next to her, kissing her and caressing her neck and breasts.

"You are going to be a good father," Aiko purred, her eyes focusing on my face. "Make me a promise. Swear on your life that you'll be nice to your daughter."

I gazed back into her eyes, trying to understand what she meant. "My daughter?"

"Promise!" she demanded steely.

I kissed her face. "I swear."

A faint smile touched her lips. "I knew I could trust you." She ran her free hand over my cheek. "Be nice to her, or I swear I'll curse you. In the spring I'll give birth to a girl, and you'll raise her in your house as your daughter. You'll treasure and love her as if she was a child of one of your wives. You'll take very good care of her… until she turns sixteen. And then you will let her return to her true home—to these mountains—to become the next mountain princess…"

She gazed at me. "Swear before the gods and the nature that it shall be so."

I was full of indescribable awe as she spoke, even though my brain struggled to comprehend the future she painted.

"I swear," I uttered, my voice shaking involuntarily.

Aiko smiled and pressed her lips against mine making me forget everything other than her and her daughter. My daughter! The future mountain princess.