Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ A Series of Impromptu Affairs ❯ Tryst ( Chapter 1 )

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Warning: This story contains explicit (and not so explicit) sexual content. Read at your own risk.

 

Additional warning: The author is an untalented, toneless hack. Contents may cause you to cry "HULK SMASH!" and angrily destroy nearby expensive items.

 

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A Series of Impromptu Affairs - Begin "Tryst"

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"Tch!" Sarah grunted as she ran as stealthily as possible down on the hallways of the Hinata. Skidding to a halt in front of her destination, the blond fifteen year-old nervously glanced about, before - after deciding the coast was clear - smirking mischievously.

 

"Let's see what the dork's been up to…"

 

Sliding the door to the side, Sarah stepped in. She had arrived at the Hinata only thirty minutes previously, where Keitaro was supposed to have greeted her. Both her father and mother had wanted some 'alone time', so they decided to foist her off on their nephew. Sarah didn't really mind being around the Keitaro, but considering that the Hinata seemed pretty deserted from when she had gotten there seemed… bizarre.

 

Only the newest resident - what was her name, Ami, Emi? - had been home. Her stuttered greetings and nervous chitchat had been amusing, but she had quickly ran off with an excuse of cram school after Sarah began to get playful.

 

Of course, not before she asked about the dork.

 

"D-dork? O-oh… you mean Urashima-san? He… he's… wha-… doing? Uhm… T-they don't… they aren't THAT loud at night… Err, I mean… A-a-a-aren't you a bit young to be asking about these things?!"

 

Sarah hadn't understood half of what the weirdo had babbled on about, but she had a feeling that the dork had been up to some interesting stuff while had was gone. The fifteen year old brat wasn't ignorant, she had known what the female-Keitaro clone was talking about, but her train of thought had left the blond somewhat lost.

 

After Ema's tactical retreat, Sarah had wandered a short while before getting bored. She hadn't thought to ask where anyone else was, since she was asked to go to Keitaro. Checking Kaolla's room yielded no results, since Sarah's yells were not responded to, and she hadn't been interested in testing her luck navigating the jungle. Shinobu had been another option, but Sarah really didn't know if she would be all that much fun to hang around with.

 

That's when it sprang to her mind. Ema's mention of 'not being kept up at night too much' had initially sparked Sarah's interest, but she had put it back momentarily in favor of teasing the girl. And with the Urashima pair out, now was the perfect time to take a look through the married couples room.

 

Sarah had just entered the phase of getting curious about sex, but unfortunately, she hadn't actually gotten the chance to learn a great deal about it. All she knew was that both her Papa and Mama were prudes when it came to discussion about it.

 

What with Keitaro being such a huge pervert when he was a bit younger, Sarah was willing to bet that he had a ton of items to peek at.

 

"So, what's in drawer number one?" Sarah murmured to herself, pulling at the top dresser drawer in the landlord's room. Giving a good yank, the blond inspected the layer of clothing, before digging deeper. Quickly finding nothing besides the obvious, Sarah tugged at her overalls, somewhat annoyed.

 

"Okay, number two." Yank. Nadda.

 

"Grr… Three!" Nothing.

 

Pouting, the blond began to work her way through the room, convinced that there was some sort of perverted toys lying hidden somewhere. Closet… check. Shelves… check. Desk… check. Futon… check. Tapping each and every floorboard to look for loose tiles… check.

 

"ARGH!" Sarah flung herself onto the futon, frustrated at her failure to find anything.

 

However, she misjudged her fall, and only half of her body ended up on the bed. Her head ended up smacking against something nearby.

 

"Ow!" Sarah glared at the offending object - a moderately sized soft-plastic box - before quickly grabbing it.

 

"…" Raising an eyebrow, Sarah felt a sudden wave of incredulity. She had figured ignored the black box as too obvious… but… they wouldn't really just leave them completely in the open, would they? "Yeah, the dork probably would."

 

"Bingo…" Sarah muttered as she pulled open the box and dumped its contents onto the futon.

 

Grabbing at the first object that caught her eye, the blond felt her eyes widen slightly at the large red dildo in her hands. Rolling the phallic-shaped item around, Sarah shook her head in wonder. How did they fit these things IN?

 

"…" Glancing at the blunt end, Sarah raised her eyebrows at the mark. "Kei-kun Mk. II?"

 

Snapping her jaw shut, the pig-tailed girl carefully set the dildo to the side and picked up the next toy, a string of beads. Counting them, there were eight beads connected on a metallic thread, with some extra string and a loop on the end.

 

"What are these for?" Sarah briefly considered trying to whip it around, but thought better of it. "Whatever."

 

Dropping the beads in favor of another toy, Sarah inspected a slim bottle with the words "Toko Lubricant" in bold lettering on the front. Quirking her eyebrow, Sarah flipped it over and briefly read the ingredients, before tossing it over near the 'old' pile.

 

Humming slightly, the blond plopped onto the ground and checked out the next item. This time it looked like a whip, thick strips of leather attached to a stiff corded handle.

 

"Heh, kinky." Sarah smirked, setting the whip to the set.

 

"Lesse… Blindfold, handcuffs… another whip?" Sarah looked at the extra more closely, the unbridled cloth seemed a bit too fine, and the handle was rather short and bulbous. "Why'd they got two? One for when they're feeling gentler?"

 

"That's a butt-plug, actually."

 

"Oh." Sarah muttered, she'd heard of those in passing, Daddy's co-worker's bragging was one of the few… "Huh… Uh…?"

 

The blond felt a sudden chill as the realization that she wasn't alone anymore washed over her. Springing up from the futon, Sarah spun around to face the doorway to the room, and began to sweat as she saw Keitaro standing there with a blank expression on his face.

 

"U-uh… Keitaro! You're… back." Sarah briefly considered trying to run, but discarded the notion with Keitaro shutting the door behind him. "Heheheh…"

 

"Yes, I am." Keitaro paused as he adjusted his glasses. "And you've been bad."

 

"Err," the blond glanced at the toys littering the futon and floor with a sheepish grin. "Heheh… So? What'cha gonna do, whip me?"

 

After not getting a response, Sarah blinked, and then gulped at the quirked expression on Keitaro's face.

 

"W-wait, you're not seriously considering that!" Sarah half-yelped.

 

When Keitaro took a step forward Sarah immediately backpedaled, unfortunately she completely forgot about the items she had flung about the floor, and she quickly landed on her rump when her feet tangled with the odd items.

 

Rolling over, Sarah tried to crawl away from the direction she heard Keitaro coming from, but felt her heart sink as Keitaro's arms came around her torso and yanked her into the air.

 

"AHHHH! LEMME GO!" Sarah hadn't seen the ex-ronin in a little under a year, and considering the things she found in the box she wasn't willing to bet he wouldn't lash her good.

 

"No one's here right now," was the only thing Keitaro said as he held the thrashing blond under one arm and pulled his desk chair out. "And I think I recall Aunt Haruka saying you needed your attitude curbed."

 

"Gahhh! S-stop!" Sarah shrieked as Keitaro pulled her over his lap as he sat down, skillfully unbuckled both of her overalls' bracers and then yanked the denim clothing down, leaving it hanging on at her ankles. "STOP! Y-you're not REALLY gonnAHHH!"

 

Sarah's voice pitched as she felt Keitaro's palm smack against her bare bottom. The slap wasn't hard, in fact she only felt a tingle after the initial sting, but the shock of actually being struck made Sarah screamed in panic.

 

"AHHH-Ekk!" Again, Keitaro struck her bare ass with his hand, slightly more powerfully this time, but still without much force behind it. Sarah cut herself off, not wanting to embarrass herself further by screaming because of such a light blow.

 

Sarah felt Keitaro's palm smack again, and again into her bottom cheeks. Progressively, Keitaro's spanks became a bit more forceful with each slap. Sarah's eyes quickly gathered tears as she felt her bottom begin to ache from the punishment. However, she quickly noticed that he soon held at a certain level of forcefulness. Not that it mattered since the blows soon did little in terms of pain; instead, the ache in her butt from the accumulative slaps was causing a burning sensation to throb in time with Keitaro's strikes.

 

More then the burning from her bottom, she felt a warm feeling coming from her front; Sarah remembered it being called a 'cunt' or 'pussy' by a few of her daddy's coworkers. The sensation rapidly grew overwhelming, enough that Sarah didn't even feel the pain from her stinging ass.

 

"Ah…" Sarah grunted in time with a slap, unsuccessful in her attempt to hold it back. Pain was something she had felt before, trying to fight this pleasurable feeling was much more difficult. "Ah!"

 

"NNgh." Sarah felt something wet trickle down her thigh, and she felt her face flush. 'Did… did I just pee?'

 

"Nagh!" Sarah squirmed, letting another moan escape as she felt something wonderfully sensitive rub up against the rough texture of Keitaro's pants. She felt awkward, yet good, dirty almost, but definitely she didn't want Keitaro to know that he was doing… something to her, other then his punishment. In time with his smacks, Sarah rubbed against his knees, trying to only let out moans in time with his slaps.

 

It was extremely frustrating, painful almost, to keep at a steady pace. With every burning smack against her bottom, Sarah felt the heat slowly build up. Every time he lifted away, she had to hold back from trying to quickly thrust herself against him. It was utterly maddening… and it made the fire in her belly burn that much hotter.

 

"Ah! …E-ah! A-AH!" Soon, regardless of her conscious actions, Sarah could barely keep her squeaks low, let alone forcing her body in synch with Keitaro's slaps. The blond could feel… something, coming closer. A tightening centered somewhere in the blazing furnace she knew as her pussy.

 

Then, almost as if Keitaro knew she was fast approaching that climax, the spanking stopped.

 

"N-Nnn…" Sarah slumped, shocked as the heat abated slightly, tears drips down her face unchecked. She had been so close… she had…

 

"Sarah…"

 

"P-please…" Sarah whimpered, sniffling as she craned her head up to look at Keitaro. "P-please… do it more…"

 

"…" Sarah wasn't able to see Keitaro's face, her vision being completely blurred thanks to her tears. "D-dork… y-… K-kei… PLEASE… please…"

 

A moment, only a scant few seconds passed, but Sarah would swear that was the longest moment of her life.

 

And then Keitaro continued. Pushing the girl back down onto his lap, he resumed the spanking. The same speed, the same forcefulness… perfectly.

 

"Thank you…" Sarah sobbed, swiftly resuming her previous motions; her itch throbbing painfully as it started to build its way back up.

 

The blond made no pretense this time, moaning and rubbing herself all she wanted, as loudly or roughly, as she wanted. She didn't want Keitaro to stop again, she wanted to reach that finish, and could only moan another thank you here and there between groans, in hopes of keeping him spanking her. She prayed that he didn't stop again, that he didn't punish her by stopping.

 

She suddenly realized that Keitaro was rubbing her chest. Tipping his knee slightly, he had shifted her so she rested almost entirely on her stomach, with a hand supporting her but also lightly kneading her breasts. With her so caught up in her frenzied moments, she hadn't even been aware of being moved until he tweaked one of her pointed nipples.

 

Letting out another pleased squeak, Sarah gasped for breath, idly comparing the sensations to feeling oxygen depraved, but much more enjoyable. The feeling was better then even the heart-stopping thrill that came from adventuring with her Daddy, more then the mindlessly fun she had playing with Kaolla, more then… then…

 

And then she felt that pinpoint of heat in her belly suddenly burst outward, spreading the pleasurable warmth throughout her petite frame. Unable to stifle any of it, Sarah cried out as loudly as her lungs would allow, completely overwhelmed as she had her first orgasm.

 

White spots briefly danced in her vision as she arched her back and shrieked. After a few moments, she felt her voice taper off, but the heady feeling continued to course its way throughout her body, causing her to slump in a complete daze.

 

Sometime after, Sarah wasn't sure how much time had gone by, it could have been days and she sworn she wouldn't have been able to tell, she came to. Still not blinking, Sarah calmly lay there and basked in an utterly serene feeling. She was dimly aware that the hands that had once been spanking her ass and mauling her breasts were now calming patting her head and rubbing her back, leaving her with an altogether… pleasant awakening.

 

"Hah…" Sarah gasped, finally making her way past cloud nine.

 

"Awake, now?" She blinked, and then glanced up at her current caretaker.

 

"Y-yeah…" Noticing a moist feeling on her chin, Sarah scrubbed her arm across her face, wiping the saliva that had slipped out when she had got off. Slightly embarrassed that she had probably been doing so for the last… however long she had been laying there senseless, Sarah squirmed. Surprisingly, Keitaro lifted her from her bent position and had her sit on his knee.

 

Sarah bit back a squeak, caught off guard, but she said nothing. After being set on his lap, Sarah did nothing but stare, her head still feeling cloudy from her orgasm she felt like she was daydreaming, vividly. Mellow, but still somewhat aroused, she stretched up to the spectacled man's face and peaked her lips against his, almost affectionately.

 

Somehow, Sarah wasn't surprised when he drew into the kiss, bringing his hand around her head to cradle it. A few seconds later, when she tried to gasp for air through her mouth, she felt something brush against her teeth. Feeling utterly complacent, Sarah opened her jaw a bit more and welcomed the tongue into her mouth. Moaning slightly as she sucked on the pleasant, if slightly odd tasting invader, the nude fifteen year-old realized that her pussy was starting to heat up again. Sighing against the older man, she felt a giddy feeling replace the afterglow. If the first one was that good, what would the second be like?

 

Eager for more, Sarah flung her arms around Keitaro's neck and pulled herself closer to him, wrapping her legs around his torso as she did. Feeling Keitaro's arms assist her, by both pulling up from her supple and sore rump, and then wrapping an arm around her chest, Sarah chimed in appreciatively. Feeling her usual mischievousness begin to assert itself, the blond nipped at the other man's tongue by snagging it lightly with her teeth, and then breaking the kiss.

 

"Eh!" Keitaro flinched away instinctively, before narrowing his eyes at the young girl. Unexpectedly, Sarah felt herself cringe; the recent events still fresh in her mind. Trying to apologize, Sarah leaned forward again with her mouth open slightly, making an appeasement offer.

 

To that end, Sarah was very surprised that Keitaro leaned back even further, almost stooping to the floor. Immediately Sarah felt a panic bubbling up, she didn't want it to end!

 

"S-Sorry!" The nude blond squeaked. Finding her own voice very unconvincing, Sarah tried again. "Sorry! I-I… I won't do that again… so, don't stop."

 

Keitaro pulled himself back up with a raised eyebrow, before jabbing two fingers in front of Sarah's face.

 

"Open your mouth again." He said, his tone brimming with amusement.

 

"Ah? Eh," Sarah stuttered briefly, noticing that there was something on his fingers, but still obediently pulling apart her lips.

 

Keitaro jabbed his fingers into Sarah's waiting mouth, to which she gave a surprised 'Ohm!', and clamped her lips down. The young girl immediately tasted something extremely sweet. Poking at his fingers with her tongue, she felt the thick liquid on them dribble down onto it, making her swallow on reflex.

 

'Honey!' Sarah realized with a pleased moan. Taking note that the fingers were completely covered in the viscous fluid, she started sucking on them like a lollypop, trying to pull the liquid off. After a few moments of Sarah swallowing the majority of the honey, she started rolling her tongue over them to scrape off the last remnants. Then she got a little impatient.

 

"Don't." Keitaro said, using one of his fingers to lightly flick the roof of her moth.

 

"Sowwy." Sarah garbled, and stopped scraping with her teeth.

 

"Mou!" Sarah voiced her discontentment as Keitaro suddenly pulled out his fingers, making a 'popping' noise as Sarah tried to hang on to the digits. Giving another disappointed moan, Sarah pouted as Keitaro wiped his hand with a small towel.

 

"Can I?" Sarah leaped to the next conclusion, to which Keitaro gave a slightly confused nod.

 

Pulling out of her hugging position, but still sitting on his lap, Sarah eagerly grabbed at the older man's pants. Pausing briefly at Keitaro's sharp intake of breath, Sarah quickly continued when he made no protests. Clasping the zipper, Sarah loosed the pants, before yanking at them. Keitaro suddenly stood up, causing the blond to give a low yelp as he picked her up in the same motion and put her on her feet.

 

Sarah blinked in confusion, before she saw Keitaro step out of his trousers and tugged his jacket and shirt off. After a few moments, the only things on the older man were his boxers and cross.

 

Seeing that Keitaro was making no move, merely looking at her with an odd expression, Sarah stepped a little closer, and then bent down to grasp at the elastic material of his underwear. Suddenly nervous, the fifteen year-old swallowed, pausing as she tried to calm the butterflies in her stomach.

 

Noticing that she was taking too long, Sarah shoved her nervousness to the side and forcefully yanked the boxers down. The blond stared, somewhat mesmerized by the sight of the erect penis. Sarah twitched slightly, remembering 'Kei Mk. II'.

 

"It's just as big…" Sarah mumbled in amazement. She felt the itching in her nether regions heat up a bit more. Licking her lips, Sarah briefly reached for the upwards-curving shaft, before hesitantly glancing up at Keitaro. "Err, C-can… I?"

 

Keitaro started to give a mute nod, before thinking better of it.

 

"Wait." The man said, and quickly began to clear the scattered sex toys from the futon. "Sit over here."

 

Obediently following Keitaro's instructions, Sarah plopped down on a pillow and fidgeted as she stared at the nude man. She briefly squirmed as she noticed that she was leaking onto the pillow.

 

"S-sorry!" Sarah apologized, starting to get up.

 

"Don't worry about it, sit back down." Keitaro's calm voice managed to reassure her, and she simply shifted off the pillow.

 

After placing all the littered items onto the nearby floor instead of the futon, Keitaro sat down himself and motioned Sarah over. The pig-tailed girl crawled closer; nervously shivering as she tried to ignore the wet splatters she was leaving on the sleeping mat.

 

Sarah managed to stifle a squeak as Keitaro yanked her onto his lap when she came within range. She did gasp when his hand pulled her face into another kiss, letting his tongue poke into her mouth. Giving a moan, Sarah docilely let Keitaro's other hand roam across her body, feeling up her buttocks and creeping into its crack to briefly circle its rim.

 

A few minutes passed, both Sarah and Keitaro kissing noisily as the older man's hand caressed areas the blond hadn't believed to be so sensitive.

 

Sarah was the one to break the kiss, squeaking in shock as Keitaro's hand finally worked its way to her pussy, lightly feeling along the lips before sticking a single digit in abruptly. The cool feeling of his finger was a shocking contrast to Sarah's heated vagina; it felt like an ice cube, it felt very, very good.

 

"Ahhh…" Sarah breathed, greatly enjoying Keitaro's finger lightly exploring her insides. "That… that feels… nice."

 

"Hmm…" Keitaro hummed, a smile working its way onto his face as he stuck another finger into Sarah and then began to pump both of the digits in and out at a slow pace.

 

"Ahh…ngh…" The blond girl felt herself contract slightly around the older man's fingers, causing them to bulge pleasantly against her flesh. It felt wonderful, but Sarah found herself unsatisfied, there was one thing she wanted right now, above even this pleasurable feeling. "M-more… please… I n-need you to do it… faster… bigger."

 

"Mmm…" Keitaro hummed again, pulling out his fingers as he took the blatant hint. "Bigger, huh?"

 

Nodding her head frantically, Sarah lied by on the futon, swallowing a few times as she fixated her gaze on Keitaro's twitching shaft.

 

Keitaro leaned over to her, pulling himself onto his hands and knees over her, and then took his dick in one hand to slowly guide it to the pig-tailed blonde's lower orifice. Sarah's breath came in gasps as she trembled, her excitement and nervousness at an all time high as the head of Keitaro's bulbous member poked against her tiny nether lips.

 

Then, without any fanfare, Keitaro began to push it in, slowly. Sarah inhaled sharply, biting her lip as she felt herself stretch, even from just the head.

 

"Ngghh!" Sarah grunted, largely from the pleasurable sensations spreading from her crotch, but also partly from the uncomfortable, if not quite painful stretching. Feeling uneasy

 

"Unn…" Keitaro paused.

 

"W-what…" Sarah gulped, trying to control her breathy voice. "What's wrong… k-keep going."

"This won't work." Keitaro muttered, causing Sarah to fly into a panic.

 

"N-NO! DON'T STOP!" The blond flung her arms around Keitaro's neck to try to hold him in place. "IT'LL WORK! I-I… I swear I won't tell or anything like that, just… please… don't stop…"

 

"Oh, you won't, huh?" Keitaro easily pried her shaky grip off him and pulled away. "Well, that's good. I wasn't planning on stopping anyway."

 

"U-uhm… t-thank you…" Sarah said weakly, sniffling slightly as she scrubbed a few tears away, her desperation dying down.

 

Licking her lips, Sarah simply lied on the futon, watching silently as Keitaro stretched over and grabbed an object from the pile of sex toys.

"Toko Lubricant?" Sarah asked, immediately recognizing it.

 

"Yes, my dick isn't going to fit in that easily, and another position… might work better." So saying, Keitaro popped up the tab, and poured an amount of the gel onto his hands, before spreading it over his shaft. "Flip over and get on your hands and knees."

 

"H-huh?" Sarah blinked, before obeying. She spun around onto her belly, before pulling herself up.

 

"L-like… this?" She asked nervously, craning her neck to glance behind her, towards the older man.

 

"Yeah." She saw him pull up behind her, and she raised her behind in greeting.

 

Sarah gasped when she felt a slimy, yet firm object poke lightly against her dripping hole. It was cold, yet she also felt a layer of warmth in it. A very odd sensation, she decided briefly, right before Keitaro shoved it in, giving her a shock.

 

"AHH!" Sarah griped the covers of the futon. Keitaro was sliding in much easier then before, but the uncomfortable tightness was back tenfold, causing Sarah to suck her breath in short, squeaky gasps.

 

"Ahhgnn…!" Finding the back and forth shifting between a heightening pleasure and an almost painful stretching sensation unsettling, Sarah ducked her head into the futon's covering to muffle her disjointed groans.

 

"Huhmm…?" Keitaro paused, feeling his prick reach its peak. "Where…? You don't have a hymen?"

 

Sarah shook her head into the futon frantically, not in the state of mind, nor mood to explain the bizarre incident that left her with a broken piece of pottery shoved up her vagina, and her father blazing about murderously, under the impression that she had been assaulted.

 

'Is this good?' Sarah thought, now wondering if her decision was a bit premature. It felt good yes, but every push had increased the now painful sensation far more then its counterpart. 'This doesn-'

Sarah's doubts were cut off as Keitaro began to pull out, making her lose her entire train of thought.

"Efhhmuf!" The blond moaned into the futon, completely forgetting any earlier doubts as Keitaro began a steady, sedate pace. In and out, Sarah squealed and shrieked into the bed, unable to contain herself. Feeling two sharp tugs on her head, the blond quickly pulled her face off the ground, dimly realizing that Keitaro had pulled on both her pigtails. She soon realized that it was a good thing, since there was a faint blackness around the edges of her vision from breathing into the bed.

 

"Ahhh! Ahh! K-kei-ahn!" Sarah was half-aware of his tightly restrained grunts as he paced himself, but she could do little besides lay there and cry out. The overwhelming sensations being literally thrust into her were causing her limbs to feel like lead weights, far too heavy to lift.

 

Sarah was only dimly aware of her head sinking back into the futon, being too consumed by the steady thrusts slamming into her tiny body. It wasn't until she felt another sharp, twin tug on her head that she lifted it back up, being somewhat supported by the older man's hands.

 

"Fue!" Sarah gasped as Keitaro made a singularly hard thrust before returning to his normal, if rapid pace. Vainly attempting to control her trembling body, Sarah weakly tried to meet against Keitaro's motions, but quickly giving up as she felt herself nearly tipping over.

 

"K-kei-t-taa…ro…" Sarah groaned in bliss, completely uncaring about the small amount of saliva she felt dripping down her chin. Having given up trying to match the heavy pace, the pig-tailed blond simply jutted out a bit more, arching her back and grasping at the futon's covers as she steadied herself slightly.

 

"Ggh…" Keitaro let out another grunt, speeding up his pace as he felt himself draw close.

 

"G-good… Ngh… I'm… i-it…" Sarah cut off, her entire body stiffening as she was suddenly brought over the edge.

 

"…" Uncontrollably Sarah felt her jaw clenched tightly, unable to do more then give whimper as her body started to thrash, convulsing slightly as the orgasm ripped through her.

 

Keitaro, feeling the walls of her vagina clamping down on his prick, sucked a hissing breath in as the already tight hole imitated a vice. Pumping a last few more times into the shuddering girl, he felt his prick tense, his own orgasm rushing to his head as he distantly felt the shaft pulsing, shooting his sperm deep into the girl's body.

 

Gasping in several sharp breaths, Keitaro pulled out his dribbling cock and flipped the still twitching girl onto her back, and seeing her face looking almost pained.

 

"K-K-Keitaro-o…" Sarah's voice was thick, her face a mess. Completely flushed and slick with sweat, tears steaming down her face, snot hanging out her nose and drool slipping down the edges of her mouth. "T-tha…t-thank you, K-Keitaro…"

 

Quirking an eyebrow at the blond, Keitaro simply nodded, his breathing still heavy.

 

Both of them simply lay there for a few minutes, Keitaro catching his breath, and Sarah slowly regaining awareness of her surroundings.

 

In the end, it was Keitaro who broke the quiet moment, glancing at the clock on the wall, and the standing up. Taking a few steps over to his desk, the ex-ronin grabbed a box of tissues before trying to wipe away the rapidly hardening white fluid covering his dick. After taking a few moments to do so, Keitaro carelessly chucked the wad of tissues to the side and moved over to Sarah.

 

The man was blinked, almost surprised to find the pigtailed blond completely dead to the world, her breath coming in low snores. Raising an eyebrow, Keitaro pulled another few tissues and began to gently clean the girl up as much as possible. Wiping her mouth and nose, trailing along her body to soak up the sweat, and dabbing at the semen trailing out of her vagina. Amazingly, Sarah continued to sleep through it.

 

Sighing, Keitaro simply laid back next to the lightly snoring fifteen year-old. Not really sleepy, but very relaxed, Keitaro soon felt himself drifting off. Naru, or any of the other residents besides Ema wouldn't be coming back that day, or even the next. So he wasn't worried.

 

Mutsumi had, out of the blue, asked the entire Hinata residence to come visit her family for a short vacation. Only Keitaro, who had been busy with needing to log a number of items within a limited time, and Ema, who had opted to go to her cram school instead, had refused.

 

Of course, he hadn't expected to run into Sarah rummaging through both his and Naru's 'toys', although he vaguely recalled Seta and Haruka asking him to look after her at… some point. He also remembered Seta reminding him that Sarah was at a rebellious age, "don't hesitant to give her a punishment. I'll trust you to be the judge of an appropriate one if she gets out of hand."

 

Grinning slightly, chagrined, Keitaro let out a long breath, and then drifted off completely.

 

'Whoops.'

 

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A Series of Impromptu Affairs - End "Tryst"

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