Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ The Love Nest ❯ A Meeting Of The Minds ( Chapter 24 )

Disclaimer: I do not own licenses or the publication rights to Love Hina, which this story line is based off of. This story line is my sole idea. This story also contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity and violence. Parents are encouraged not to allow minors to read this material.

Two days ago.

“OK, we’ve got Keitaro resting in his room. Now, what did you want to talk to us about Naru?”

The girls were crowded into the hot springs and just waiting for what the honey haired girl was going to say. This question brought out in the open by Mitsuné brought everyone to the realization that something serious was going on.

“Well Mitsuné, I got to make love to Keitaro for almost two weeks. Motoko just made love to him two nights ago, and again yesterday morning. Before things go any further, I think we should lay out some ground rules on how we’re going to split up Keitaro’s time.”

“I think it should be a free for all.” Kaolla said cheerfully. “Whoever gets to him, gets to sleep with him.”

“That would be fine Kaolla, if we didn’t mind competing for his affections. But some of us would like to be able to know when we were going to be able to be with our man. What I am suggesting is this. We each vote on exactly how long we should get to sleep with him. During the day if one of us ends up having sex with him, that’s fine. But, during the nights anyway we should organize how long he will be with that one girl.”

“How do you propose we vote on this, Naru? You know very well that each of us wants to spend as many nights with him as we can.” Motoko’s said, resting her forehead on her palm. “I do not see myself going more than two weeks without him at my side at night. I have come to find that having him near me completes my soul.”

“My sister is correct. I too, do not wish to spend another night away from him. It is true that I was once married. My husband that was now wishes that he hadn’t ignored our family when they warned him what would be done if he abused me. When I first met Keitaro, I knew he had great potential. And now, I see him fulfilling that potential. To let such a man escape is something I am not capable of. I know that I was not part of your original agreement but now I find myself tied to him in a way that I cannot describe.”

“Tsuruko your opinion, as of yesterday, means as much to me as Motoko’s. You have already made love to him twice. And, if what you and Motoko have told me is true, you are both pregnant with his children. That goes for me as well. I did some research on the Internet and found that do to the stimulation caused by his enormous cock, your cervixes probably dilated and allowed him to pump his semen directly into your uterus’. And as Motoko and I both have our monthlies at the same time, it is quite possible that we are all three carrying his children. Motoko and I really don’t know anything about being mothers yet. You at least have some experience with helping to raise Motoko. Motoko and I both know after having made love to Keitaro that will be damn near impossible to stay away from him.”

“That’s right Tsuruko-sama. I have yet to lie with Keitaro but I know once I do that I will want it repeatedly. I cannot wait for my turn with him. I have wanted him since I was in junior high and had first met him. It wasn’t until the truth came out after his grandmother died that I had the courage to admit just how much I want him.”

Tsuruko smiled but the young domestic’s enthusiasm. When she first met Shinobu, she thought that the young girl would die of fright but the mere mention of sex. But now, the hormonally charged young woman was more than ready to be with the man she loved, and she wasn’t afraid to let anyone within earshot know about it.

“Shinobu-chan you are one of the most honest and courageous persons I have ever met. My sister has come to me many times expressing her regret over how she kept treating Keitaro. She did not understand at the time that the reason she was so confused is that she was falling in love with him. I have yet to speak privately with Naru about the reasons she would attack him but I am sure they are similar.” Tsuruko said, bowing her head. “That, and the fact that she would protect any of you girls from anyone that would harm you. It seems to me that even if he would have been your age, she still would have been distrustful of him.”

“That’s true.” Mutsumi said smiling. “Naru has always been someone who wanted to protect people. I’ve always thought that she would have made a good policewoman. But then, I wouldn’t have been able to try and seduce her. Of course now I get to try and seduce not only her and Keitaro, but the rest of you girls as well.”

“Mutsumi, you are just too much.” Mitsuné said, laughing uncontrollably. “You always have a sunny disposition, and now I know why. You are just imagining what depraved sexual situations you can get us into. The next thing we know you are going to try to rape us. And knowing that you love us the way you do, we are going to be completely willing when you do it.”

“Games are fun.” Mutsumi said, giggling. “As long as nobody gets hurt and we all enjoy ourselves then there is nothing wrong. Even I don’t understand why anyone would want to hurt, or be hurt, by somebody else.”

“We are a little off of the subject.” Motoko’s said. “We are trying to figure out just how long each of us is going to spend with Keitaro. We should also decide what order we are going to go in.”

“Three days.” Shinobu said. “Whichever of word us girls is sleeping with him gets three nights. Then the next girl takes her turn. That way even though there are now nine of us, including Haruka, whoever is having their turn won’t feel completely rushed. That also allows for about two turns a month for each of us.”

“Yay! Shinobu you are a genius.” Kaolla said hugging her. “This way I will not have to battle you for him. In my country if the women don’t agree on how to share their man they end up fighting. I would not want to fight any of you. It wouldn’t be fair to hurt my favorite people.”

All of the girls just stared at the maniacal genius hugging Shinobu. They knew her culture was drastically different then theirs. But until now they didn’t realize just how different. Her gifts of memory and her amazing knowledge about electronic gizmos and gadgets have always confounded the other girls. But this revelation about her homeland opened a window into the young gaijins past life. It no longer mattered to them that Su wasn’t Japanese. Their hearts turned toward her in a new way. She was now their sister and one of Keitaro’s girls. Each of the girls vowed to see what they could do to keep the young Molmolian happy. If Kaolla-Su wanted to be with Keitaro and remain at the Hinata, they would make sure that she got to do so.

“So, we all agree that three nights in a row for each of us girls is fair. Now, how do we decide who gets to be with him first? I don’t want to sound greedy but I was not prepared to be without him quite yet.” Naru said.

“Although what happened between Keitaro and I was completely unplanned, I too wish to spend another night or two in Keitaro’s arms. The fact that I have spent one night with him has not lessened my desire for him.” The young swordswoman interjected.

“Maybe we should extend the time with him for a full week.” Mutsumi said. “That way, each of us can get used to being with him. He would still be fair game during the day. I mean if one of us gets a chance to make love to him during the day, that would be fair. But at night, he would belong to whichever girl is assigned that week. I don’t think any of us would consider being with him a chore, but we should follow the sleeping schedule to keep things fair.”

“In that case I think that I have had my turn with him.” Naru said with a slight frown. “Motoko has six nights left. Now, we just have to figure out who is next in line.”

“Naru, I think you should get to be with him one more night.” Shinobu said. “It came up a little soon that Motoko, or anyone else, got to make love to him. Then Motoko can finish her turn with him.”

“I have an idea that might seem unusual.” Tsuruko interjected. “On the seventh night the girl that is next in line gets to join Keitaro and whomever’s turn is ending. Then that girl gets her full seven days. What it amounts to is that each of us gets six days alone with him. We would then get eight days total with him. We share him with the girl going out on our first day. Then we share him with a girl that is next on our eighth.”

“OK, I think that would be a good idea.” Nara said. “All those in favor of Tsuruko’s plan raise your hand.”

Every girl raised their hand quickly. Noting their eagerness to settle what could have been a problem, Naru smiled at the cooperation they were showing. Now how would they settle who would come after Motoko.

“OK, so it is agreed Motoko and I will be with him tonight. To be fair, Motoko will then be with him for six nights. Then the next girl will sleep with both of them and then she will get six nights alone, and so on and so forth. Now how are we going to decide just who gets to be with him after Motoko? Any ideas?”

Every one was surprised when Shinobu ran off suddenly. They were puzzling over why she had run clear back to the tea shop. They knew that of all the girls, she was the most anxious to be with Keitaro. It kind of brought their meeting to a halt. None of the girls wanted to continue without their diminutive heart among them. Each of them recognized just how valuable Shinobu was to the whole of the group. It was several minutes before she returned, and she was beaming a broad smile.

“Sorry that I took off like that, but I have an idea.” Shinobu said breathlessly. “First of all, I had to check on Keitaro. He had snuck down to swipe your plans for this place Mitsuné. I took them back after giving him something to eat and drink. I also brought out some tea stems. They are all the same exact length. I have dipped the end of one in my red nail polish. As Naru and Motoko have already determined their places in line, the rest of us will draw straws. Do you think that will work?”

“I think that will work perfectly.” Tsuruko said, smiling. “Let’s see, there are you, Kaolla-Su, Mutsumi, Haruka, Kanako, Mitsuné, and myself. How many straws did you bring out? We will need seven of them.”

“I brought out a handful.” Shinobu said. “I wasn’t sure if they’d be too easy to tell apart.”

Tsuruko picked out seven of the tea stems, including the one that Shinobu had dipped in nail polish. Then she scrambled them up, and held them tightly in one hand.

“Now, I will take whichever one you leave me. That way, you cannot say I cheated. We will not show our straws until everyone has theirs.

The seven women who had not been with Keitaro for a full week gathered in a circle and each took a straw. Naru and Motoko watched on expectedly. Then, as one, they turned them over to show what each of them had.

Present time.

Keitaro in Mitsuné both entered the tiny kitchen of the teashop. Mitsuné was grinning from ear to ear. She could still feel the tingling sensation of a recently having been fucked. The thought that she had Keitaro’s spend deep within her womb, stomach, and bowels made the situation of walking amongst her fellow Keitaro lovers a pure thrill. When Naru and Motoko looked at her with questions in their eyes she simply mouthed to them tell you later.

Keitaro kept glancing around nervously, expecting one of the girls to attack him for his lewd behavior. It came as a surprise to him somehow when Mutsumi walked up and whispered, “How was she?” he couldn’t even stammer a reply before she had walked off giggling. The rest of the girls started laughing along with her when they noticed that he had started blushing scarlet.

The evening meal was the simple fare, but as usual, Shinobu had out done herself in the kitchen. The fish, vegetables and rice were all perfectly prepared. Keitaro had offered to stay and help clean up after word almost ran for it when she bent over the sink and exposed her bare ass to his view. Needless to say he was pretty worked up when he lowered himself into the hot springs that evening.

Keitaro was thinking to himself how good it was to finally be able to relax. The fact that he had basically dominated Mitsuné earlier was still on his mind. He had no inclination to joining a club for those into sato-masochism or domineering, but he had to admit, even if just to himself, that it had felt pretty good.

When he felt that he had relaxed enough he got up, and after wrapping the towel around him, then headed for his room.

When he got inside, he didn’t bother turning on the lights. He just crawled into his futon to try and get some sleep.

Shortly after laying down he was startled by a soft hand caressing his back. He had no idea who was in bed with him, but he didn’t trust himself to roll over and see who it was. The hand soon drifted around to his chest circling his chest and abdomen. Then that mysterious hand drifted up, so that the fingers traced his erect nipples. The sensation caused him to moan involuntarily. When he reached up to try to grasp that hand another hand grasped his firmly then placed it back by his side. Then the hand began to drift lower until it brushed over his thatch of pubic hair. When one finger began caressing his burgeoning length his hips bucked reflexively. One hand pressed into his chest to hold him still. The woman in room within still had not spoken. Then the hand whose finger had been tracing his phallus drifted lower and began to massaging his tightening testicles. Then the woman leaned over and pressed her mouth close to his ear and breathed soulfully into it.

“I am yours for the next six nights. Let’s make the most of that time Kei-kun.”

Then Keitaro felt her long silky hair brush over his shoulder and down his chest. Then even though he knew what she was up to, it took him by surprise to feel her lips pressed against the tip of his erect manhood. He could no longer ignore the impulses that his body was sending his brain. He reached up and began caressing her head. The length and feel of her hair finally clued him in to who was with him. Motoko. The thought of being alone with her was an immense turn on, it was also one of his biggest fears. Even though he had been with her thrice already, physically anyway, to finally get her alone almost blew his fuse. His brain somehow did not want to accept the fact that he was now alone with the sexy, samurai woman of his dreams. He could feel her lips pressing up and down the sides of his pulsating erection. Then he felt her tongue on his taut scrotum. She and fondled him with her tongue and then slid her oral muscle up the underside of his rigid organ until she reached the purple crown at the apex. Then he felt her lips purse and kiss his tip. He was straining not to release his load, but was almost undone when she went from kissing his tip to engulfing it in her mouth. She had sealed her lips firmly around him and was lathering his sensitive glands with her tongue, then she slowly moved her head forward until his tip was buried deep within her throat. Keitaro had no idea how she managed to learn this technique, but he wasn’t complaining. Slowly but surely she moved her head up and down his shaft. When just the tip was within her mouth, she would lick and swirl it with her tongue. Then, she would slowly engulf him until her nose pressed against his pubic bone. When she had him completely within her, she would use the muscles in her throat and swallow repeatedly. This had the effect of making him feel as if she were massaging his penis with her throat. Keitaro thought he was going to lose his mind. As rapidly as Mitsuné had demanded he fuck her mouth earlier, Motoko was moving slow. Up and down his heated shaft, almost to the point of teasing him. She kept fondling the sack containing his tender globes, all the while keeping him within her mouth. When Keitaro thought he couldn’t take of this delicious torture, he began pressing on the back of her head. He didn’t know whether are not she understood his need, but she began to pick up the pace. Then he received another surprise when she swung one of her legs over his head and lowered her dripping bush towards his mouth.

Keitaro sensing her desire, reached up, grasped her firm buttocks with both hands, and drew her hips down until her swollen labia brushed against his lips. She had stopped sucking him to see what he would do and let out a squeal of delight when she felt his tongue begin to probe her dewy center. As his tongue probed ever deeper into her already burning cleft, Motoko could feel the fluids her body was producing pouring into his mouth. She was unable to stop herself from grinding her hips down against his mouth. She knew that she would need to do something to keep from losing control too soon. So she returned to bobbing her head up and down his shaft. Then she felt his lips enclose her womanly pearl and an electric current of pleasure shot to her brain. She felt his lips sucking in pulling at the little nubbin that housed most of the nerves in her sex. Then she felt him slide his tongue even further into her steaming channel. But then she felt him slide two fingers into her sex to join with his tongue. She didn’t know how he was managing this, but she was thrilled at the accomplishment. She began rocking her hips back into his hand. All too soon he withdrew that fingers from her clutching center. She moaned as best as she could around his pulsing shaft. But before she could complain about the missing sensation, she felt his fingers pressing firmly against her sphincter. She willed herself to relax and she felt them slip inside her. She was now rocking her hips back into his hand to drive his fingers deeper into her buttocks, as well as grinding her dripping muff against his mouth. She had to concentrate on what she was doing just to keep her sanity. Deciding that if he was going to play unfair, she could do so as well. Breathing deeply through her nose, Motoko quickly slid his full length down her throat. She then began to bob up and down quickly, keeping the tip of his cock in her throat. Then although she had desired this Keitaro took her by surprise when he jammed his hips upwards and began spraying her throat with his cum. She nearly choked on the flood, but managed to pull up in time to receive three more blasts of his strong ejaculate. When she felt his release within her mouth, it triggered her own orgasm. She swallowed quickly to keep from losing his spend and moaned loudly.

Once their fiery sixty-nine concluded she rolled off of him and began kissing him. It didn’t matter to either of them that their mouths had just been on each other’s sex. Their tongues dueled and their lips suckled. That only served to reignite their passion. Soon they were both ready for more.

Keitaro moved over the beautiful young woman and began suckling at her breasts. Motoko had other ideas though. Reaching down between them she grasped his, once again, solid member. Guiding it to where she most wanted it she looked up into her lover’s eyes and nodded. Keitaro acquiesced to her needs and thrust home in one large push.

When she felt her lover completely filling her Motoko sighed from pure pleasure. As she was still several centimeters taller than he, this placed his head just above her breasts. She wrapped her legs firmly around his waist and then used her hands to raise her breasts to the level of his mouth. He took the hint and grasped one nipple firmly between his lips as he began to thrust himself within her. Motoko cried out loudly in pleasure and rubbed her hands up and down his back. Her all too eager sex was pumping out fluid to the point that every time he moved himself within her it would pour from her sex and ran down the crack of her ass. He moved slowly within her, and ground his hips against hers every time he sheathed himself fully within her. He kept this pace for several minutes, until she couldn’t stand the slow way he was dicking her any longer.

“Please Keitaro, not let this, not this way. I need you to…fuck me…fuck me harder. Like you did last night in the springs. Oh Kami, this is too much.”

Keitaro just ignored her. He kept right on slowly making love to her. It was clear to him that the pace he was setting is pleasurable to her. She had just never let anyone take their time around her. He lifted himself somewhat off of her so that he could look into her eyes. Those eyes that he had seen so many times flashing with anger or humiliation. Now those eyes were filled with lust. Moreover, they were filled with lust for him. He smiled down at her shining face, bathed gently in the sparse moonlight coming in through the window. He decided to switch up his pace little and pulled himself out of her until just the tip of his engorged cock lay trapped between the clutching lips of her sex. Then he powered himself forward until he felt her cervix against him. He didn’t know if she would like this at first. But when she moaned and clutched his taut buttocks as he drove into her, he figured she must have liked it. So he kept repeating that action for couple of minutes.

Motoko didn’t know whether she was in heaven or hell. The slow way Keitaro was making love to her had her on edge. Then she felt him pull back even slower than before. She was about to make some kind of complaint when he powered forward to slam his tip against her cervix. The forceful manner in which he had done this caused her already burning passion to climb even higher. He repeatedly, and forcefully jabbed himself into her tender cunt. Every time he pulled back she knew he was going to give her everything again. Then when he finished driving forward, it would force the air from her lungs and a powerful grunt. Her already moist quim began to pour out even more vaginal fluid. The wet squelching sounds of their passion filled the room and possibly the rooms beyond. Then she felt him begin to pick up speed. He reached down and grasped her legs and forced them up behind her head. She gurgled in pleasure when he truly began hammering in and out of her sopping passage. His heavy balls slapped her ass with each downward thrust. She found herself without a discernable voice as he continued plunging into her sex. She took pleasure in just hanging on to her lover as he stroked her inner passage to an even greater heat. The flames of her lust seemed to climb forever. Then she felt him slam down into her sex one last time. Once again she felt her cervix dilate and then his cockhead slipped into her womb and discharged the load of semen his balls had been producing. This last sensation tipped her over the precipice. She had been riding from orgasm to orgasm for almost an hour. The only time she were really hadn’t been overly aroused his when she was sucking him off. The feeling of him filling her womb with his fertile seed was too much for the overheated young woman. A scream of pure primal lust ripped itself from her lungs. She had lost control of all her muscles. She began flopping around which only added to her pleasure as it forced the head of his still hard manhood in and out of her still gaping womb. Then her world seemed to go topsy turvy. She didn’t know what was happening, only that she seemed to be floating in a room filled with colored lights.

As the two lovers rested side by side they basked in the warm glow that suffused their lovemaking. Then Motoko spoke.

“I saw you with Mitsuné earlier today. What you put your…in…”

“You saw me do that!” I am so embarrassed. I didn’t know anyone was watching us.”

“Don’t be that way Kei-kun. Yes we saw you. All I want to know is if you enjoyed it?”

“Well…I did enjoy it. Mitsuné seemed to be really turned on by it.”

“I noticed that. What I want to know is if you wanted to do that with me?”

“You mean…You want….”

After that Keitaro was at a loss for words. The thought of driving his rapidly swelling member into her ass had him foaming at the mouth. then he felt her clutch His Stiff rod and slowly caress it.

“Yes Keitaro, I want you to fuck my ass. And I have never before imagined that I would be able to say such a thing. I want you to possess me completely. And for you to do that I need to feel what it is like to take you there. I cannot promise you Keitaro-sama that we would do such a thing every night, but you will get to use that part of my body once in a while.”

Then Motoko swung her legs over his hips and started kissing him. Then she reached down between them and lifted his pulsing prick until it was straight in the air. Then she lowered her hips until the purple crown of his penis pressed against her rubbery muscle that barred and protected her back door. Then she began pressing down firmly against him. It took a couple of firm pushes for her back door to give way, but when it did his tool slid deep into her clutching bowels. Motoko kept him firmly ensconced within her buttocks. After a couple of minutes she moaned in pleasure and began to raise and lower herself on his stiff pole. Then she suddenly lifted herself off of his member.

“Did it hurt too much Motoko?” Keitaro asked, and note of worry in his voice.

“No Keitaro, it didn’t. In fact it felt wonderful. But I wanted you to fuck me. I don’t want to fucked you. I meant what I said when I said I wanted you to possess all of me. That means I must submit myself to your desires. Now fuck me like the bitch I am.”

With that Motoko got up on her hands and knees and stuck her beautiful toned ass out at him.

Keitaro could have often been called slow. But he had never then called someone who could pass up such an opportunity. He crawled over to her and admired the view. The rounded muscles of her firm buttocks glowed with a light sheen of sweat. Her knees were turned inwards so that he could clearly see his target. Wanting to make sure she was more than ready for him Keitaro first stuck his tongue into the recesses of her previously untried sphincter. It was true that her had put a couple of his fingers in there. And she had also just forced his cock into her depths. Now she wanted him to really fuck her ass and Keitaro wanted to be sure that it would hurt as little as possible. So he wiggled his oral digit deep into her trying to force as much fluid into her as he could. The he brought one hand up and used it to massage her already well used and dripping cunt. Using his fingers he started collecting the fluids she produced to add lubrication to her anal passage. When he felt she must have enough liquid in her he quit allying it and knelt behind her.

When Keitaro stopped licking and playing with her rear door Motoko wondered if he had fallen asleep. Then she felt the broad tip of his phallus pressing against her anal cavity. Too anxious to wait she assisted him by thrusting her hips back into him. She was rewarded by the feeling of having him penetrate her to the hilt. Then she felt him press somehow even further into her nether cleft and held himself there. It wasn’t until she started wriggling around trying to get him to move that he slowly withdrew from her taut ass. he pulled himself completely free of her to her dismay, but to her delight pushed himself just as slowly back within her. He repeated this action several times which made the samurai woman think he was trying to make her loose her mind. Then he began fucking her in earnest. Is strokes were gentle, but firm. Each one building upon the next. He body screamed from the pleasure that was invading her senses. Ten then fifteen minutes passed of having him slowly drive her up into the stratosphere of delight. When Motoko thought she could stand it no more, she began meeting each of his gentle thrusts with more forceful ones of her own. Keitaro, sensing her need gradually picked up the pace until he was slamming himself rapidly and deeply within her bowels. The sounds of their mating were once again echoing throughout the room. Motoko couldn’t help herself. She began to scream her pleasure out loud. She begged him to make her his sexual slave just as Mitsuné had earlier. It didn’t matter to her that the rest of the girls could hear her wails of pleasure. The only thing that mattered to her was whether or not Keitaro could keep up the pace. Then he began to speed up even more. His heavy testicles, filled as they were with a new load of sperm for his lover slapped lewdly against her clit, which only served to further excite the raven-haired beauty on her knees before him. When she thought she couldn’t climb any higher on the ladder of ecstasy she felt her hair being firmly gripped by Keitaro’s strong hands. She didn’t know what he was up to until she felt him use her hair to pull her back into him. Like Naru before her, Motoko was thrilled to find that Keitaro had the ability to dominate her in such a manner. He was hammering himself into her now. His balls were slapping against the underside of her upturned ass so quickly that it sounded like someone was clapping loudly in the rain. She was grunting with each of his powerful thrusts, then she felt him power himself deep inside of her. The feeling caused by his hot seed filling her rectal cavity tipped her over the edge and she once again screamed her pleasure to the heavens.

Keitaro knew that he was about to give out. He couldn’t stop it and he really didn’t want to. Motoko’s rectal muscles were opening and closing around his already overheated cock. Then he felt the tip of his overstimulated phallus explode and saw an explosion of light and color.

When the pair of unlikely lovers came to their senses Keitaro was no longer standing tall, but he was still buried within her. He managed to pull himself from her weakly and brought her around so that he could snuggle against he back. To tired to even think about anything else he pulled his covers over the both of them and drifted off to sleep. Motoko was only slightly more aware than he was and heard it plainly

“I love my Mo-chan.”

Basking in the warmth of that rare confession Motoko slipped into dreamland herself. A dream filled with a promise of their family to be…