"Forbidden Bliss"

Fandom: Danny Phantom/Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba

Rated: M

Characters: Danny Fenton, Mitsuri Kanroji, Sam Manson, Tucker Foley

Pairing: Danny Fenton/Mitsuri Kanroji

Summary: Danny is feeling exhausted and worn out having one of his fights with his wife, Sam, so he decides to get rid of the stress by getting a massage inside a new massage parlor. What happens when his masseuse turns out to be a certain pink-green haired woman? An experience that Danny himself won't soon regret.

Disclaimer: Me and my co-writer, UltimateWarriorFan4Ever, don't own anything associated with Danny Phantom or Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba. Danny Phantom and it's characters are officially owned by Nickelodeon and Butch Hartman. Since this just happens to be WolfKnight30's birthday today, we decided to write up a hot smutfic based on one of his favorite cartoon characters being paired up with our favorite busy pink-green beauty. That's right, its a smutfic with the pairing of Danny Fenton and Mitsuri Kanroji. Oh, and you can expect a lot of smut, language and a whole lot of cheating. Yes, Danny Fenton will be married in this one, and we apologize if Mitsuri is a bit OOC, but you gotta admit that it makes a story very interesting. So WolfKnight30, if you see this, have yourself a Happy Birthday and enjoy your birthday present!

P.S.: All characters in this story is OVER 18 years old and legal. Just wanted to notify everyone in case.


The sound of an Aston Martin driven around a good portion of Amity Park seemed to have filled the day with nothing more than an ounce of pride and optimism. Of course, this Aston Martin would have belonged to anybody. Who on earth would honestly be crazy to earn a car that sounded so much like a total dream? Was it some powerful politician? Maybe a popular multi-million dollar athlete? Or some sort of odd car collector that had a knack for the exotic and the rare?

Turns out, the answer was none of the above.

No, this Aston Martin truly belonged to half-human and half-ghost, Danny Fenton, who looked anything but exhausted to death. The reason why he was driving around? Well, it was a bit more complicated than just a joyride. Danny had recently come from a rather heated argument with his wife and fellow gothic childhood friend, Sam Manson, a renowned artist in the neighborhood. The words exchanged between the two of them had been harsher than usual, and the silence that followed was the kind that could slice through even the densest of ectoplasm. The engine's purr was a balm to his bruised ego, the wind in his hair a gentle whisper that he wasn't alone in his troubles.

He could definitely feel it in the depressed groan that Danny himself broke out through his lips. This honestly couldn't help the fact that the arguments he'd been having lately with Sam had made him tired and beat as it was. Of course, it was excruciatingly hard for Danny Fenton to juggle between having a regular office job and being a ghostly superhero, which probably could be the reasons why he and Sam had been drifting apart lately. It was a heavy burden that no one could ever truly understand.

Danny was immediately left to drive alone in peace for a little bit when all of a sudden...

*RING RING!*

His cell phone began to rang in the middle of the drive, leaving Danny to press the phone panel on the GPS.

"What's up?" Danny said to the caller.

"Hey, Danny, what's going on?" The caller said, revealing his voice to be none other than Danny's partner-in-crime and best friend, Tucker Foley.

Danny briefly rolled his eyes, "Not much apparently, just having a lot in my mind as of late."

"Oh, how so?" Tucker said, feeling intrigued.

"Sam and I had a fight," Danny replied, his voice weary.

"Again?" Tucker's tone was a mix of concern and surprise. "What was it about this time? Did you two fight over the remote again?"

"Honestly, I wish," Danny sighed, rolling his eyes again, "It's about... well, it's about our marriage, Tuck. We've been drifting apart because of both my office job and my ghost hunting gig. Can you honestly imagine how tough it is to tackle two jobs like these?"

Tucker nodded understandably, "I totally feel you, man. At least my job as the youngest mayor of Amity Park is easier than you got."

"You're telling me," Danny sighed sarcastically, "I swear it's times like these that I just want to go somewhere and let it all out, you know?"

Tucker really felt a bit bummed for his best friend. It was clear that Danny's ability to handle both gigs as a way to make a little extra cash in his pocket was making him grow very tired and exhausted, therefore making it the very reason why Danny's relationship with Sam was lacking as of late. Sure, he loved her and there was no denying that, but the tired restless workdays Danny endured 24/7 was something no one would want to go through.

So Tucker had to think of something quick and fast for his best friend.

That's when a lightbulb flashed upside his head, "You know, there is a place that just recently opened that can help you relax, Danny."

"Where? An asylum?" Danny said with a simple groan.

Tucker replied with a chuckle, "No, no, no, I'm talking about a massage parlor. It's a place called 'Serenity Springs'. They're known for their top-notch service, and it's totally discreet. You can just lie down and let all your troubles melt away."

"You really think that can help me?" He raised his eyebrow.

"Trust me, Danny. I've had my fair share of stressful days, and there's nothing like a good massage to make it all go away," Tucker assured him. "And they've got this new masseuse, Mitsuri Kanroji, she's supposed to be amazing. Pink-green hair, real friendly, and apparently, she's got the hands of an angel."

The mention of the masseuse piqued Danny's interest. He had never been to a place like that before, and the thought of someone who could truly understand his pain and offer relief was appealing. Plus, if Tucker vouched for it, it couldn't be all bad.

"Okay, I'll think about it," Danny said, his voice filled with uncertainty.

Tucker sensed his hesitation. "Look, I know it's not your usual cup of tea, but sometimes you just gotta try new things, right?"

Danny sighed, "Yeah, I guess you're right. I'll check it out."

With that, Danny managed to hang up and continue his drive, therefore also staring down at the GPS inside his car. Thankfully for him, this gave Danny enough time to pull over at a stoplight. He then decided to take a deep breath, and then punch in the location of 'Serenity Springs' into the GPS. After a few moments of inputting the address, he waited for the directions to load up.

The GPS's robotic voice chimed in, "In 3.5 miles, turn left onto Elm Street."

Danny nodded and took a deep breath, "Alright, let's do this," he whispered to himself. He couldn't help but wonder if this was truly the answer to his stress. The thought of a massage did sound appealing, especially if it meant not having to think about his marital woes for a bit.

The GPS guided him through the familiar streets of Amity Park, and soon enough, Danny found himself standing outside 'Serenity Springs', which was surprisingly located in a very peaceful area. It was a quaint, modern building with a small waterfall flowing gently beside the entrance. The sound of the trickling water was soothing, and Danny felt his shoulders drop slightly as he stepped inside and was immediately hit by the sweet, calming scent of lavender. The lobby was dimly lit with candles flickering here and there.

Needless to say, this totally smelled like heaven.

Danny looked all around and felt impressed by the regal scenery, "Wow... it's almost looks like I stepped inside a Greek building."

"Hi, sir! Welcome to Serenity Springs! How may I help you today?"

Danny found himself being greeted by a genuine voice coming right from behind him, which forced the half-human/ghost to turn right around to figure that spoke out to him. When he did however, Danny immediately felt awestruck by what he saw.

The receptionist he saw suddenly went by the name of Mitsuri Kanroji, the pink-green haired masseuse that Tucker had talked so highly about. Her pink hair was tied into three thick braids with mini green streaks and she had a warm, welcoming smile on her face that made Danny's worries melt away slightly. Her eyes, however, were the most striking feature of them all; a deep, comforting green that seemed to understand him without a single word exchanged.

"Hi," Danny responded, his voice a little shakier than he had anticipated.

Mitsuri tilted her head slightly to the side, "Is everything okay, sir?"

"I...uh, yeah," Danny cleared his throat, "I'm just here to get a... massage."

Mitsuri nodded, "Ah, yes, I see," she said, her voice like a gentle breeze. "You look like you've had quite the day. I'm here to help you relax and ease that tension away."

The way she talked was soothing, and Danny found himself nodding along with everything she said. "Yes, that's exactly what I need."

"Perfect," Mitsuri squealed, all before going behind the counter. She then proceeded to pull up a clipboard filled with mutiple applications and grabbed a pen for him to sign, "Now all I need you to do is to sign on this sheet of paper and we'll get started, okay?"

Danny nodded slightly before taking the pen out of Mitsuri's hand and signing his name on the dotted line. He felt a strange comfort in her presence, something he hadn't felt in a long time, not even with Sam. As he handed the clipboard back to her, she took a moment to review the paperwork before her eyes widened.

"Ah, Mr. Fenton," she said, her voice still soothing, "Please come with me, kind sir!"

"Will do." He nodded.

It wasn't long until Danny managed to follow Mitsuri's direction as they headed down a quiet hallway filled with multiple doors, each one seemingly promising a sanctuary from the chaos of his life. The walls were painted a soft blue that matched the sky during the twilight hours, and the floor was made of a sleek, dark wood that reflected the dim lights above them. The ambiance was indeed serene, and Danny felt his shoulders drop even further as he allowed himself to be led.

Mitsuri opened a door to a room that was even more soothing than the hallway. The walls were adorned with tapestries of clouds and mountains, and the floor was covered in plush, white towels. In the center was a massage table, already warmed up and calling his name. The smell of essential oils filled the air, and Danny could almost feel the tension in his muscles dissipating.

"Please, remove your shoes and any loose clothing," Mitsuri instructed gently. "I'll be right back."

As Danny followed her instructions, he couldn't shake off the feeling that this place was too perfect to be true. But then again, maybe that's just what he needed: a place where he could pretend everything was alright, even if it was just for an hour or so. With Mitsuri still absent, this left Danny himself to strip all the way down to his entire boxers, even removing those as well in favor of a hot fresh towel. And he immediately did so right in front of a full-body mirror, which appeared to be standing next to the doorway for some reason. It was strange to believe that a person like Danny could be fit for a hero's physique, yet still feel so... so utterly drained.

Mitsuri soon returned with a basket filled with what looked like hot rocks and a bottle of oil. She had changed into a traditional black Japanese kimono that was being worn over by a short white coat, alongside a short black skirt and long lime-green tabi socks. It was quite an interesting attire for her to wear, but it certainly looked professional for the job she was about to do.

She looked towards Danny's direction, only for her to let out a blush when he saw his impressive physique being displayed for her to see close-up. Mitsuri never imagined how cute and handsome his client was from the way he wore that towel around his waist. Just the sight of him was more than enough for Mitsuri's heart to pump out of her chest in big gigantic beats.

Despite being captivated by Danny's entire half-bare body though, Mitsuri knew she had to slap herself out of reality as she said, "Sorry it took so long!"

"Ah, crap!" Danny shrieked a bit, being spooked from behind. He looked towards Mitsuri's direction and blushed, "I didn't realize you showed up!"

"It's quite okay," Mitsuri chuckled apologetically, "Now lay facedown under the table please."

Danny felt a bit embarrassed but followed her instructions, laying down on the warm massage table. The softness of the towel beneath him was a stark contrast to the tension in his muscles. He felt a slight jitter of anticipation as Mitsuri began to place the hot rocks along his spine, the warmth seeping into his body and releasing the knots he hadn't even realized he was carrying.

Mitsuri began to gently rub the oil onto her palms, warming it before placing her hands on Danny's back. The moment she started to work her magic, Danny felt his body begin to melt into the table. Her touch was firm yet gentle, each stroke calculated to ease his tension. The room grew quieter, save for the soft new age music playing in the background and the occasional sound of a rock being shifted to a more comfortable position.

As the massage continued, Danny felt his mind begin to drift. The scent of the lavender and the heat from the rocks created a cocoon of relaxation around him. He could almost feel his ghostly powers pulsing in sync with her movements, as if the very essence of his being was responding to her calming touch. He took a deep breath and let out a content sigh, feeling the stress of his dual life fade away.

Although she couldn't see it, Mitsuri sensed a smile coming from Danny's lips, leading her to ask, "Does that feel good, sir?"

"It feels... amazing," Danny nodded very weakly, mostly due to Mitsuri's amazing hands rubbing across her back blades, "No wonder my good friend Tucker suggested this place to me."

"Tucker, huh?" Mitsuri raised his eyebrow, "You wouldn't be talking about Tucker Foley, would you?"

"Yep, THAT Tucker Foley, as in the youngest mayor of Amity Park." Danny nodded.

"That's so amazing," Mitsuri happily squealed, "I just had him over yesterday as a matter of fact! He just felt so content that he had to send one of his best friends over here for a taste of heaven!"

Danny nodded slightly, "He's a good judge of character."

"He definitely is," The pink/green-haired beauty nodded. He then shot Danny a satisfying wink, "In fact, that's not even the best part of the massages he likes as a matter of fact."

Danny raised his eyebrows questionably, "Oh, it isn't?"

"Nope, the best part's about to come up," Mitsuri shook her head, "Just keep yourself still please. I want to try something."

Danny nodded back, trusting her completely as his eyes remained rested. It was a signal that was more enough for Mitsuri to undo the top of her black kimono, not just revealing her toned shoulders but the only part that many men found very attractive about her:

Her bare, ample breasts.

But that wasn't far from over however as Mitsuri's hands suddenly latched onto her tight black miniskirt, gently pulling them all the way down towards her legs and exposing her lacy pink panties out on the open. Danny looked to be unaware of what went on due to his face still being down under the table, but hell, he hardly didn't care as the soothing music rested his soul to the core.

He remained like this for a few seconds before his mind processed what had happened, "Oh, okay," Danny said awkwardly, not quite sure how to react to the sudden change of attire. He had never had a massage quite like this before.

Mitsuri cleared her throat before saying, "I'm going to start now, okay?"

"Yes, please," Danny replied, trying to keep his composure.

As she began to massage his back once more, Mitsuri's bare breasts brushed against his shoulders. The sensation was foreign yet oddly comforting. The warmth from her skin and the gentle touch of her oiled hands had Danny's eyes fluttering shut once again. He tried to ignore the thoughts of arousal creeping in, telling himself that this was just a professional service. But the more she touched him, the more he found it difficult to keep his mind off of the physical connection they were sharing.

Mitsuri's hands glided down his back, pressing into his muscles with just the right amount of pressure. The warmth from her breasts was a constant presence against his skin, and he could feel the heat rising in his cheeks. Her breathing grew slightly heavier as she worked her way down to his lower back, her movements more deliberate and slower. Danny's thoughts were racing, torn between the guilt of enjoying this too much and the relief that it was bringing him.

Then, without warning, Mitsuri leaned in closer, her breath tickling the back of his neck as she whispered, "Is there anywhere else you'd like me to focus on, Mr. Fenton?"

Her voice was a sweet melody in his ear, and Danny had to fight the urge to lean back into her touch. He swallowed hard before responding, "No, this is fine."

The masseuse took a moment to let her breasts press fully against Danny's back, her nipples hardening at the contact. She bit her bottom lip, trying to contain her excitement. It was clear that this was more than just a massage to her, and Danny could feel it. Despite the situation, he couldn't help but appreciate the care she was taking with him.

Her hands began to move down to the small of his back, dangerously close to the top of his towel. Danny's heart raced as he felt the fabric of the towel shift slightly. He was now painfully aware of his own arousal and the effect it was having on the situation.

Mitsuri's thumbs traced small circles along the top of his buttocks, and Danny's breath hitched. He knew that if this continued, he would not be able to hold back his desires much longer. The tension in the room was palpable, and the air grew thick with unspoken desire.

Her hands grew bolder, and she began to knead the muscles of his buttocks firmly. Danny couldn't help but let out a low groan at the sensation. This was definitely not a part of the standard massage routine, and he found himself torn between enjoying the moment and stopping before things went too far.

But as she continued, Danny felt something he hadn't felt in a long time: a deep, raw connection with someone. It was as if Mitsuri's touch was reaching into the very core of his being, soothing not just his muscles but the aching loneliness he had felt since the argument with Sam.

The line between professional and personal had been crossed, but Danny didn't care. For the first time in what felt like forever, he felt alive, and he didn't want it to end. He took a deep breath and let himself succumb to the sensations, his mind now focused solely on the here and now. Mitsuri could feel his body relaxing under her touch, and she knew she had him right where she wanted him. Her sweet infectious charm to make him feel better was definitely working, but she hadn't anticipated feeling this way herself. She had never been one to get involved with her clients, but there was something about Danny that made her want to push the boundaries. The question is: Did she want to even though Danny himself was a married man?

The urge was building inside Mitsuri so much that she asked Danny very nicely, "Can you flip yourself over for me, please?"

Danny felt his eyes bulge in shock, feeling very unsure about this, "Um, you sure...?"

"It's all a part of my job, isn't it?" Mitsuri briefly shrugged.

Danny nodded slightly, his heart beating like a drumline as he carefully flipped over, only for his eyes to see a topless Mitsuri standing right next to her out of nowhere with his towel being dropped out of his body at the same time. A big gulp suddenly escaped from his throat when he saw her bare breasts standing right in front of him.

"Just relax," Mitsuri assured him, her voice a siren's call. "This will help ease all of your troubles."

Danny nodded, trying to keep his gaze from wandering down to her chest, but the temptation was too great. The sight of her bare skin and the way her breasts moved with every breath she took was utterly mesmerizing. He felt a mix of guilt and excitement, knowing that he was married but unable to deny the attraction he felt towards this mysterious woman.

Mitsuri straddled him, her thighs pressing against the outside of his hips. She leaned over, her breasts hovering just above his chest. Danny could feel his breath quicken as she began to massage his chest with her oiled hands. Her touch was tender yet firm, sending waves of pleasure through his body. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he didn't have the strength to stop it.

As she worked her way down his torso, her hands grew more exploratory, lightly brushing against his abs and stomach. Danny's eyes snapped shut, and he bit his lip to keep from making a sound. The anticipation was almost unbearable, and he felt his ghostly energy start to pulse in time with his racing heart.

Mitsuri could feel the tension in Danny's body as she reached his pelvis. She leaned in closer, her breasts now brushing against his chest as she whispered, "Let go of your troubles, Mr. Fenton. I'm here to help you find peace."

Her hands slid lower, her fingertips grazing the top of his inner thighs. Danny's body was on fire, and he could feel himself growing harder by the second. He knew he should say something, do something to stop this before it went too far, but the feeling of her touch was too overwhelming.

Finally, unable to take it anymore, Danny's hands reached up to cup her face, pulling her in for a kiss. It was a kiss filled with all the passion and longing that had been building up inside him. Mitsuri gasped but didn't pull away, her own desires mirroring his.

Their lips melded together, and Danny could feel the heat of her breath mixing with his own. Her hands roamed his body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. His own hands explored hers, feeling the softness of her skin and the firmness of her muscles.

Their kiss grew more intense and passionate with each growing second, the room around them seemingly disappearing into a blur of sensation. Danny felt like he was drowning in a sea of pleasure, and Mitsuri's touch was the only thing keeping him afloat. He slid his hands down her back, feeling the smoothness of her skin under his fingertips. She responded by deepening the kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth with a hunger that matched his own.

Their bodies were now pressed tightly against each other, and Danny could feel Mitsuri's warmth enveloping him. He knew that he was playing with fire, but the flames of desire had already consumed him. His hands slid down to her waist, his thumbs tracing the line of her panties. The fabric was thin, and he could feel the heat radiating from her core.

Mitsuri broke the kiss, her eyes locked onto Danny's with a fiery intensity. "You... you're married," she whispered, her voice shaky with want.

Danny nodded, his breathing ragged, "I know, but... I can't help how I feel."

Mitsuri bit her bottom lip, contemplating for a moment before making her decision. "Then let's not think about it," she murmured, her voice seductive. She leaned in to kiss him again, her hands sliding down to his waist, tugging at the towel.

Danny didn't protest as the towel fell away, leaving him fully exposed to her gaze. He could feel her eyes on him, taking in every inch of his body, and it only served to excite him more. He reached up to cup her breasts, feeling their weight and softness. A soft moan escaped her lips as Danny's mouth reached up to one of her impressive tits, caressing and sucking on it with just the tip of his tongue. This tender feeling excited Mitsuri straight to the core, leading the pink-green haired masseuse to let out a moan so melodious that it could make any angel cry out in total happiness.

Mitsuri on the other hand suddenly returned the favor in return as her hand began to caress Danny's massive shaft very softly and gently, keeping his erection hard and hung like a mighty stallion. He watched as Mitsuri took her hand and stroked him nice and easy, setting in such an arousing pace that didn't feel too fast and too slow. Her soft grip around his massive cock was like nothing he had ever felt before in quite a while. In fact, Danny felt his body tense up with each stroke she did, his breathing becoming more labored. He had to admit that she was indeed good at what she did, and it wasn't just her massage skills she was flaunting. The way her eyes never left his as she worked her hand up and down his shaft was pure seduction.

Danny soon fought off a lustful hiss inside his throat before uttering out to the beauty, "Nnnnnh... sssss... suck me, please..."

The pleasure he felt in his voice made Mitsuri very glee with rapturous excitement, which led her to lean right over to the head of his massive member in an instant. Danny felt quite the chill as the tip of Mitsuri's tongue began swirling all around his cockhead, teasing and taunting him with her heavenly mouth. The half-ghost groaned in delight, his eyes rolling back into the back of his head. Her tongue danced around his slit, tasting the sweet precum that oozed out of his cock.

"Ah... Mitsuri," Danny whispered, his voice shaky with need.

Mitsuri looked up at him with a seductive smile before she finally took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around his shaft like a warm, wet glove. Danny's hips shot up off the table, a soundless cry escaping his lips as she began to suck him with a fervor that could make any man's knees buckle. Her cheeks hollowed out as she took him deeper, her hand never stopping its gentle strokes on the base of his cock.

The sensation was heavenly, and Danny felt his ghostly form begin to slip away. He had to grip the sides of the massage table to keep from floating off as Mitsuri's mouth worked magic on him. Her tongue flicked against the sensitive underside of his cock, and Danny felt his toes curl with pleasure. He had never felt anything quite like this before, not even with Sam.

Mitsuri took him out of her mouth momentarily to catch her breath, leaving a trail of saliva on his shaft. "Do you like that, Mr. Fenton?" she asked, her voice husky with lust.

"Yeah," Danny managed to breathe out, his eyes still closed in ecstasy. "I do. But can you sit on me, please?"

"Hehehe, of course..." She giggled sweetly, her smile growing wider as she leaned back in to continue her oral assault.

With her mouth still in contact with Danny's cock, the half-human half-ghost watched as Mitsuri began to lean down on all fours, sitting down on his chest while she still focused on the excellent blowjob she was giving him. This gave Danny a nice view of her tight pink panties that Mitsuri was sporting all around her hips, which Danny wasted no time tearing off with just the strength of his own two hands.

The sound of the fabric ripping was like a gunshot in the quiet room, and Mitsuri gasped around his cock as she felt the cool air hit her exposed pussy. She looked up at him with wide eyes, a mix of surprise and excitement. Danny took advantage of her distraction and slipped his tongue deep inside her tender clit, causing her to moan around his shaft. Her hips tightened around his fingers as Danny's long caressing tongue pumped in and out of her pussy with such a long-lasting vigor that it nearly made Mitsuri's legs shake in response. She easily replied with a monstrous moan of pleasure, mostly due to his tongue getting deeper and deeper inside her tight wet folds. Hell, just the simple touch was more than slightly enough to make Mitsuri's pussy quiver like jelly.

She tried her best to control the sound of her moans by stuffing his cock back inside her mouth, but the pleasure was just too intense. Danny's skilled tongue danced around her clit, bringing her closer and closer to the edge of a powerful orgasm. The combination of her sucking him off while he ate her out was driving both of them wild, mostly Mitsuri though as the fast and furious feeling of Danny's tongue flickering around her clit was making her very close to approaching her climax.

And she felt it coming as her loins vibrated all around Danny's face, spasming out of control before Mitsuri uttered out a deafening yell, "Ahhh... fuck... fuck... fuuuuuuuuck, I'M GONNA...!"

She attempted to get out the last word when all of a sudden, Mitsuri erupted in pure lust as the beauty found herself erupting all over Danny's entire face, her juices gushing out like a geyser as she came harder than ever before. Danny took it all in, licking up her sweet nectar like it was the last drop of water in the desert. It was quite the sight to behold for sure, a ghostly hero pleasuring a human masseuse in a way that could make anyone's eyes pop out.

Mitsuri's entire body took a lot of the orgasm for all it was worth, but it wasn't enough to make her fully satisfied however. No, she was still aching more from Danny himself. She managed to look back at the half-ghost and smirk, "Looks like you managed to get me wet enough."

"Yeah, it seems like you did," Danny nodded back.

"Strange enough, I managed to do the same thing to you," Mitsuri said, letting out a flirtatious wink in return. "That way we can get to the REAL good stuff."

Danny looked to be quite interested to see what the 'real good stuff' was all about.

Mitsuri took a moment to regain her composure after the intense blowjob she had given, her breaths still heavy with arousal. She then leaned forward, positioning herself in a way that had Danny's cock lined up perfectly with her wet entrance. She looked back at him, a playful glint in her eye, and without another word, she began to lower herself onto him.

The moment Danny's cock head pushed into her tight pussy, Mitsuri let out a moan that was music to his ears. It was like she was a glove made for his cock, the way she slid down onto him so smoothly and easily. She took him inch by inch, her walls stretching to accommodate his girth. Danny watched as she took control, her muscles rippling with each movement. Once she was fully seated, she paused for a moment, her body adjusting to the feeling of being filled by him. Then, with a seductive smile, she began to slam her entire hips back and forth. The friction was exquisite, and Danny's eyes rolled back in his head. Her pussy was tight and warm, gripping him like a vice, and the sensation was almost too much to handle.

It didn't take too long for the pink-green haired masseuse to pick up her pace, her movements becoming more erratic as her clit began to charge down deeper around his massive phallus, pounding it into total submission. Danny enjoyed himself with a satisfying grin watching the masseuse grind and twerk all over his nude hips like he was watching a lewd, tawdry music video. And no doubt he had the luckiest seat in the house.

"Oh, fuuuuuuck..." Mitsuri shuddered out, losing control of herself, "Fuck, your cock feels so good inside me...!"

The ride began to get a little more rockier for her however Danny grabbed below her legs and pushed his cock up towards her clit as a way to meet up with her entire movements. And his hips began to thrust up inside her pretty fast, vertically working up her clit like a strong mighty piston. This intense pace made Mitsuri's plump melons sway up and down like they were the clappers of a bell, and her breathing grew more ragged with each thrust.

And so did the sound of her moans when Danny's hands began to caress all the way up towards her tits from behind, teasing them with such a strong pressing grasp. His grip proved to be mighty strong against her big fleshly mammaries, his thumbs playing around with the hardened nubs of her nipples. This was something that Mitsuri hadn't quite felt before, and it only served to make her pussy even wetter as she felt herself getting closer to the edge of climax yet again.

But Danny wouldn't be quite done with her however. He wanted more of that curvy delectable rump of hers, and by god, Danny was gonna die trying whatever his body liked it or not.

He managed to speak up far behind Mitsuri's ear, "Bend over for me. I want that fucking ass of yours..."

Mitsuri's eyes widened at the sudden command but she complied without hesitation, eager to see where this was going. She let Danny turn her right over on her knees, her ass pointing high up in the air for him to see. Danny took this moment to admire her voluptuous form, her curvy figure making his heart race. Her pink pussy was glistening with her own juices, and the sight of it was almost too much for him to handle. As much as he wanted to penetrate those deep wet walls of hers however, Danny had another plan right up his sleeve.

Before Mitsuri suddenly knew it, she felt her tightened prostate being stretched open by the head of Danny's cock, forcing out a gasp from nowhere. This wasn't exactly what Mitsuri thought inside her mind knowing she wasn't prepared for anything like this, but the sensation was too much to refuse. Danny took his time, pushing in gently and steadily, giving her body a chance to adjust to his size. And then, he shoved his entire length right inside her with just a hardened press, making Mitsuri scream out in pure shock and pleasure. She knew it was going to be a rough pounding for her to endure.

Danny took a hold of her hips before his cock began to plunge back and forth into her tight asshole with a slow, deliberate rhythm. Mitsuri's body quivered at the initial intrusion, her walls tightening around him in an effort to resist the sudden fullness. Despite the initial shock, she found herself growing wetter, her juices coating his cock as he pushed through her tightness. Her moans grew louder with each thrust, the pain slowly morphing into a delicious ache that resonated through her entire body. She could feel her asshole stretching to accommodate him, and she couldn't help but push back against him in a pleasure-filled state.

"D-D-Danny..." Mitsuri hissed in desperate, fragile fashion, "Ahhhh... go deeper... go... ohhhhh... go faster... fuck me like I've never been fucked before...""

Danny, driven by the sounds of her innocent moans, finally managed to pick up the pace he felt comfortable with. Each thrust was met with a wet slap as his balls slapped against her plump pussy, sounding very much like a loud earth-shattering thunderclap. Mitsuri's body was shaking uncontrollably, her asshole tightening around his cock like a vice with every push he made into her. Sure, the feeling was very unpleasant and yes, it may have been sore to her in every single way, but it was what she expected out of Danny. She craved this torrential asspounding for what it was really worth.

The feeling of Danny's balls hitting smack dab onto her ass forced Mitsuri to latch onto the massage table as tightly as she possibly could, her knuckles turning white as she took in his thrusts like a champion. No matter how much it hurt, it only provided her body with the pleasure she craved. Even when Danny began to pick up the pace even more with his hips moving faster and faster and his cock plunging deeper and deeper into her tight hole with each rapturous motion, her entire body would end up blushing phenomenally, her cheeks reddened from the sheer excitement of it all. Danny, at this point, felt his own body betray him realizing that he still had Sam to think about, but the pleasure was too much to even think straight anymore. He was too lost in the moment with Mitsuri's tight asshole, her body jolting back and forth like a yoyo.

Yet, Danny couldn't help but realize that the sight of her wet clit was slowly yet surely letting out to dry beneath his unseen eyes. So he once again had to change things up on the go, bending down low enough towards Mitsuri's ear, "Okay, lay on your back now..."

"Uhhhh... ohhh... got it, Danny!" She nodded, still fighting off a moan last second.

That one simple nod was enough for Danny to release out of her tightened ass while leaving enough room for Mitsuri to lay right on her back, her legs crossed side to side like a sex-hungry nymphomaniac begging to get it right in the pussy. Oh, how this sight brought such a pleasure-filled grin right across his face, especially when Danny saw Mitsuri tease him off by spreading her entire clit with her own two fingers, urging him to finish the job.

"Please... fuck my pussy... I need it..." She begged to him desperately.

Danny took a moment to appreciate her beauty, her pink folds glistening with need and desire. He positioned the tip of his cock at her entrance, feeling the warmth radiating from within. He leaned in, pressing his lips against hers in a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues tangling together in a dance of lust. With one swift motion, he pushed into her, filling her up completely.

Mitsuri's eyes rolled back as she felt herself stretch around him, her body eager for his girth. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his lower back. Danny took the hint and began to move, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm that had Mitsuri's body arching off the table. Her moans suddenly grew more louder with each passing thrust, her breasts bouncing in time with his movements. Danny couldn't resist the temptation anymore and leaned down to capture one of her nipples with his mouth once more, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. Mitsuri's body responded immediately, her pussy clenching around him as she bucked her hips to meet his every movement.

"F-faster, Danny," she panted, her nails digging into his skin.

Danny instantly complied, his thrusts becoming more powerful and erratic. He could feel his ghostly energy building up, the pleasure threatening to overwhelm him. Mitsuri's pussy was tight and wet, her walls continue to grip him around like a vise grip. The sound of their bodies slapping together once again filled the room, along with their muffled moans and gasps that almost nearly sounded like an exact haunted whorehouse. Danny didn't even bother taking in a single breather in the process, his body fully devoted to the task of making Mitsuri orgasm. And he was succeeding.

The masseuse's breathing grew ragged, her eyes glazed over with pleasure as she felt herself getting closer and closer to the brink of release. Danny watched her face, the way her lips parted and her cheeks flushed with color, and it only served to drive him deeper. He could feel his own climax approaching, his balls tightening against her ass as he slammed into her over and over again with such much needed speed. It was those sounds, mixed with the new age music that was playing, that made it more than enough to drown out the sound of Danny's phone vibrating.

He later ignored the sudden disturbance as Danny's cock kept itself focused all over Mitsuri's tightable pussy head-on, feeling a very dense pulse occur between his legs. Danny felt himself being moments away from reaching his breaking point, urging him to thrust inside her with a speed worthy of whiplash. Mitsuri was about to feel him coming. All she could do at this time was hold on tightly long enough for Danny to emit a deep simple moan coming inside him.

"Ohhhhh, shit... oh, shit... ahhhh, shit," Danny shuddered out, closing his eyes tightly as he screamed, "Mi... Mitsuri... I'M GONNA CUM!"

With her wet clit clenching onto his massive shaft hard and tight, Danny finally pulled in one last thrust for him to release his hot silky load deep inside Mitsuri instantly, filling up her fragile womb non-stop. The masseuse rolled her eyes around the back of her entire head with such an unbelievable amount of pleasure, feeling lost in Danny's entire orgasm consuming her body to a complete T. She moaned quite heavily as she felt Danny's seed continue to fill her all the way up, her own juices mixing together with his in a delightful pool of lust.

Mitsuri's own climax soon followed, her body tensing up as she felt wave after wave of pleasure wash over her. Her pussy clamped down around his cock, milking him dry as she cried out his name. Danny's own orgasm seemed to last forever, his body jerking with each pulse of his seed that shot out like a bullet from a gun. It was like a volcanic eruption had occurred, leaving both of their bodies trembling with the aftershock.

The orgasm consumed Danny over to a point where he found himself collapsing on top of the satisfied masseuse in order to get themselves a bit of rest for the last second. Even then, they couldn't have time to do that unfortunately as Danny found his lips being smothered by Mitsuri's, capturing one last tongue kiss before the two eventually embraced one another in a state of pure adultery and lust.

"You... you were amazing..." The pink-green beauty whispered with love built in her voice.

Danny let out a slight simple nod, "Yeah... I could definitely say the same about the massage too... that was unbelievable..."

Mitsuri chuckled beneath his embrace, "Heh... I'm just doing my job, Mr. Fenton."

He took another second to process himself before Danny wiped away the sweat off his forehead and got off of Mitsuri, who was still spent from the amazing experience she was bound to remember. The half-human/half-ghost decided to clean his entire body off with the towel that was removed out of him before he suddenly noticed a 'missed call' message appearing from the pocket of his already-stripped pants.

"Huh, it seems that I missed a call from somebody." Danny muttered to himself, all before hurrying over to his phone.

All of a sudden, horror began to spread deep inside Danny's face when he began to realize the name that appeared under the 'missed call' signal:

Sam Manson.

The name on the screen was like a cold shower, dousing the flames of Danny's passionate encounter with Mitsuri. His heart sank as he realized the time had flown by in their steamy session, and his wife had been trying to reach him. He felt a pang of guilt, but before he could say anything, Mitsuri had already sat up, her own body flushed and satisfied. She took the towel from the floor and began to wipe herself clean, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

"I gotta say, out of the clients I had so far, no one was quite charming as you," The masseuse said, beaming with a bit of happiness. She suddenly realized that Danny was not even paying attention to her, only focusing on his phone and nothing but his phone. Mitsuri curiously raised an eyebrow asking, "Hey, you okay, Mr. Fenton?"

Danny looked back at Mitsuri for a second before saying, "Oh, yeah, I'm fine. I just gotta take this call for a second."

Mitsuri waited patiently as she could, letting Danny dial her wife's number all while thinking up a quick last-second excuse to give to Sam. Danny's hand was trembling with an ounce of anxiety and nervousness as he put the phone to his ear, listening to the dial tone. It rang once, twice, three times, and then finally, Sam's voice filled the air.

"Hey, Danny? You there?" Said Sam over the phone.

"Uh, yeah, I am," Danny nodded, "What's up?"

Sam let out a deep breath saying, "I just wanted to call by and say I'm sorry for the argument that we had last night. I know it's been tough lately, but I love you, and I just wanted to make sure that you're okay."

"Yeah, I'm alright," Danny nodded, still feeling calm. "I just needed to find a place to calm myself down. Turns out that much to my luck, there's a brand new massage parlor that recently opened downtown and I just had to go there. It's called 'Serenity Springs'."

"Serenity Springs, huh?" Sam raised an eyebrow.

"Indeed," Danny nodded once more. "The service over here is just straight up excellent. There's a masseuse here named Mitsuri, she's incredible."

"Oh, that's nice." Sam said with a reassured smile.

"You better believe she's nice." He replied, all while letting that ounce of nervousness fly away, "And she's a great talker to boot. I think you'd definitely like her once you make a reservation."

Sam gave it only a couple of seconds to give it some thought to what Danny said.

"Well, if what you say is true, than maybe I'll give it a shot. Who knows, it might be something we need to ease down on the work weeks." Sam said with a hint of skepticism in her tone.

Danny could feel the tension in his chest loosen up slightly, hoping he had convinced her enough without revealing his recent escapade.

He calmed himself down before smiling towards the phone, "Yeah, and it also kinda gave me a little thought as well. Since the office job I have just isn't working for me, how would you feel if I started working here at Serenity Springs instead? You know, that maybe if there's a good chance that you somehow visit me at work, I can treat you to a nice amazing back rub?"

Sam let out a laugh from the other line, "That sounds like a plan. But Danny, promise me, no funny business."

"You have my word, dear," Danny nodded with a brief smile, "Okay, I love you. Bye."

He instantly hung up his entire phone, all before Danny replied with such a much needed sigh to boot. The ghostly hero couldn't believe she actually bought it hook line and sinker. Mitsuri was still sitting there, her smile never once leaving her face, watching him with a knowing glint in her eyes. Danny knew she had to know something was up, but she never said a word, instead choosing to keep their little secret between themselves.

He finally switched right over to Mitsuri before asking her, "So, how much do I owe you?"

"Well, sir," Mitsuri beamed happily yet again, "Let's just say this one's on the house."

"I definitely like the sound of that." He nodded, all before ending their little session with one last kiss.

Danny immediately left the massage room feeling very relaxed, very relieved and very content of the experience he suddenly relished in not too long ago. Sure, deep down he still felt a little bit of guilt inside of what he did right behind Sam's back, but what he felt when it came to Mitsuri was nothing short of amazing and heavenly. He knew deep down this wasn't gonna be the only time he'd visit this wonderful place, and for what Danny Fenton got himself into, it definitely wasn't gonna be the last.


Hey, you know what they say: It ain't considered cheating if you get don't caught. Looks like Danny dodged a bullet there.

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