Hayate and the Magic Coin | By : EvilFuzzy Category: +G to L > Hayate the Combat Butler Views: 5619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Hayate was walking down the sidewalk, a bag of convenience store boxed lunches swinging from his hand, when he noticed something glinting on the sidewalk.
He blinked when he noticed it was a one yen coin.
"Uwaaah," the perpetually destitute butler murmured, bending over to pick up the coin. "Lucky... Could today be my lucky day?" he wondered aloud, briefly turning the coin over in his hand as he examined it.
As he turned it over, her felt the coin grow warm in his hands. That confused him slightly, at first, but he quickly dismissed it and carried on his way, pocketing the coin.
Hayate's mind soon turned to other matters as he began walking to Hakuo Academy, the incredibly prestigious school he would never have been able to attend had it not been for his position as Nagi's butler. It went relatively quickly, as his mind was wandering and pondering a number of things.
So distracted was he, that he did not notice the coin heating up in his pocket as he walked...
When Hayate reached the expansive campus of Hakuo Academy, the first people he encountered were the Katsura sisters.
"Ah, sensei, Hinagiku-san," said Hayate as he walked through the front gates of Hakuo and noticed the two remarkably dissimilar sisters talking.
The elder sister, Yukiji, who had short green hair and a decent figure, and was also Hayate's homeroom teacher, got a mischievous glint in her eye at the sight of the convenience store bag in his hand.
"Hayate~!" she said, smiling all-too-sweetly at the teenaged indentured servant, "Where were you? Lunch break is almost over, you know~" her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were glassy, and her little sister Hinagiku was looking quite exasperated off to the side.
"Sensei..." he sighed, "Are you drunk?"
Yukiji slapped him on the shoulder, laughing. "No!" she said, "I'm just happy to see you~!"
Hayate narrowed his eyes suspiciously, before glancing toward his classmate, the younger, pink-haired Katsura sister, who was the slender, pretty, brilliant, and athletic student council president for help.
Hinagiku sighed and shook her head, obviously fed up with her dreadfully irresponsible sister's antics.
"Sis blew her paycheck at the bar," she explained bluntly, causing Yukiji to wince. "She's probably trying to mooch one of those lunches off of you."
"Ehehehe..." Yukiji chuckled nervously. "Well, when you put it like that..." She looked sheepish at having been called out in the act, but she wasn't showing any signs of letting up.
Hayate sighed. He was tired of people always leeching off of him when he already had so little he could spare. And he was also tired of Yukiji-sensei always acting so irresponsible, and inappropriate. Even now, he had to try very hard to suppress the growing erection he got at the sight of her in such a tight blouse which left absolutely nothing to the imagination, as far as her breasts went.
Unbidden, an image of Yukiji undoing her blouse and flashing him, sandwiching his penis between her tits, licking its head and drinking his semen, came into his mind. He shook it away quickly enough, and preoccupied as he was, he did not notice the coin in his pocket heating up...
Yukiji smiled coyly, and Hayate could have sworn he saw her eyes unfocus a little before flicking down to his groin, where he was doing a less than stellar job of hiding his burgeoning stiffie.
"I think I know what I'd like for lunch," said the verdette, licking her lips as she stared a hole into Hayate's crotch. "So why don't you take off those tight, confining trousers and let me have it, hmm?"
Hinagiku, blushing brightly, nonetheless managed to nod in assent, her eyes glued firmly to the tent in Hayate's pants.
Feeling bewildered and cornered, but also a little aroused, Hayate reluctantly did as Yukiji asked.
As soon as Hayate's pants hit the ground, Yukiji shoved Hinagiku aside and dived down onto Hayate, pushing him to the ground. She then smiled coyly as she undid her bra, baring her nipples and letting her decently-sized breasts hang free.
Hayate's member stiffened at the sight of his sensei's bare chest, and a pleasurable shiver ran down his spine as Yukiji proceeded to wrap he breasts around his manhood, squeezing his cock between her tits. The flat-chested Hinagiku scowled at her older and much more well-endowed sister, blushing and raising a hand self-consciously to her own chest, which was covered only by a sports bra.
Yukiji smirked at Hinagiku, making a show of rubbing her breasts against Hayate's cock, which caused a bit of precum to leak from the tip. While the elder Katsura girl was generally regarded as something of an idiot, she was not entirely oblivious to the feelings her cute little sister held for Hayate Ayasaki.
And even under the effects of whatever strange spell was causing her to act so shamelessly (not that she particularly had any to begin with) Yukiji's somewhat mischievous side shined through as licked up a bit of precum from the head of Hayate's member, making a point to moan and gush about how delicious it tasted.
Hinagiku glared jealously at her big sister, glancing briefly at Yukiji's panty-clad ass, before shaking her head and deciding to get even with her sister before doing anything else. Stealthily kneeling down on the ground, she brought her hands together, index and middle fingers pointing forward. Yukiji was completely engrossed with giving Hayate a breastjob, and she was not paying any attention to her sister.
Drawing her hands back, mentally calculating the best angle to get the desired effect, Hinagiku focused. Drawing on her kendo breathing control exercises, the pinkette focused the majority of her deceptively great strength into this single maneuver.
Judiciously, with the precision of a sniper, Hinagiku rammed her index and middle fingers straight into the oblivious Yukiji's ass, tearing a hole in the verdette's panties and driving her fingers into Yukiji's ass, all the way up to her knuckles.
Yukiji's eyes widened, and she let out a loud cry at the pain in her ass. Her cheeks were bright red and her mouth was wide open as she screamed. Hayate came at the look on his irresponsible slob of a sensei's face, his seed spraying into the woman's mouth and onto her face, some of it even splattering back down onto her tits.
Then Yukiji's expression of pain turned into one of pleasure as her little sister continued abusing her asshole, and she began to moan in delight. As she got off on Hinagiku roughly fingering her asshole, Yukiji's absentmindedly began licking Hayate's semen off of her cheeks and scooping it up from her boobs into her hands, greedily swallowing it all, a hungry look on her face.
Hayate's cock quickly grew hard again at the spectacle before him. As his green-haired homeroom teacher moaned and groaned under her little sister's assault of her ass, he bucked his hips, grinding his manhood between her tits. He grunted huskily as Yukiji squeezed her breasts even harder against his member, and before he knew what he was doing he had grabbed her head in his hands and pushed her mouth down onto the tip of his dick.
Yukiji was very eager to suck him off, excitedly licking the extent of his member that was not wrapped up in her modest rack. She slurped noisily at his cock, smacking her lips and rolling her eyes as she shamelessly serviced him with her mouth and chest.
Hinagiku, meanwhile, had gotten somewhat caught up abusing her big sister's big booty. Not only was she violently fingering Yukiji's asshole, but she was even spanking her, sharply smacking her free hand up and down on her teacher's juicy rump. Yukiji's buttocks were covered with bright red marks in the shape of her sister's hand, stinging all over from Hinagiku's abuse.
And she was loving it. Yukiji was seriously getting off on this, on having her ass used and abused by her baby sister. It made her feel so delightful dirty, filled her head with deliciously shameful thoughts. It was turning her on. She was getting off on it.
And Hayate was getting off on watching it.
With a groan, the handsome, blue-haired butler came inside Yukiji's mouth, and the verdette moaned happily at getting to taste his seed once more. He pumped out a great quantity of semen, so much so that it was all his sensei could do to swallow every last drop. But swallow it she did, greedily devouring his seed until she swallow no more, completely full.
Yukiji let out a contented groan, coming from sheer delight as she rubbed her belly, which was filled to bursting with her student's semen. Flopping onto her side, a smile on her face, Yukiji rolled over to give her sister room. She'd had her fill. Now it was Hina's turn.
Hinagiku smiled victoriously, seeing that her sister was finally out of the way. She took a step forward towards her crush, towards Hayate. Briefly, her eyes flitted over hungrily his massive, throbbing member, drinking in every detail of his manhood.
Then Hinagiku looked up to his eyes, and she saw that they were upon her body. She blushed, gulping nervously as she realized with sudden clarity that she was completely naked before Hayate (though she made no moves to cover herself). Although he had many times walked in on her changing clothes, and frequently seen her in varying degrees of undress over the course of the year and a half she had known him, never had she been this completely exposed before him.
The student council president's skin grew hot as she felt Hayate's eyes gaze upon her nearly flat chest and her embarrassingly stiff nipples. She then grew wet, blushing as she felt his gaze wander downward toward her womanhood. Shyly, bashfully, feeling his gaze upon her blossoming flower, Hinagiku hesitantly spread her lips, whimpering vulnerably as she exposed her deepest nakedness to him.
Her eyes flicked back to Hayate's member, and Hinagiku saw a bit of semen trailing from the tip as it twitched and pulsed at the sight of her innermost places.
"I-If you want to..." Hinagiku said bashfully, face burning and pussy aching, "Hayate-kun, you can... I mean... I... I'll let you... if you really want to..." her blush deepened as she stammered nervously, even the coin's hypnotic powers not able to completely override Hinagiku's bashfulness regarding her feelings for Hayate. "D-don't get me wrong," she added, "I-It's not like I'd do this for just anyone! It's just... if it's you, Hayate-kun, then... I don't mind..."
Nervously looking him in the eyes, she concluded, "I... I'll let you do whatever you want... because it's you... because I... I... I really like you, Hayate-kun..."
Hayate was naturally stunned by these words, by Hinagiku's confession, but they also spurred him on. Feeling encouraged by the revelation of this pretty pinkette's feelings for him, he took Hinagiku into his arms, tightly embracing her. She gasped at the feeling of his arms wrapping around her, holding her. Bowing his head, Hayate placed a tender kiss upon Hinagiku's lips, and she whimpered at the feeling warmth that spread through her body.
She could hardly believe what was happening. Even under the spell of the coin, the reality of the situation pierced through straight to her heart. She moaned as Hayate's tongue explored her mouth, and his hands stroked and caressed her naked body.
Her skin lit up everywhere he touched her, like ectricity coursing through her body. It felt wonderful, just to be held by him, kissed by him, but there was also an emptiness, an aching longing for something more. And despite her relative inexperience with this kind of thing, Hinagiku could guess well enough at what it was.
Aroused and intoxicated by Hayate's warmth and scent and taste, Hinagiku pushed into the kiss. She pressed her tongue back against his, wrestling it, tasting it. She caressed his body, stroking and rubbing him, and squeezing his perfectly toned ass.
They continued in this manner for what felt like eternity, and yet was still all too short for either one's taste. At last, though, they pulled apart. It was not for want of air or need of space, however.
Hayate looked down into Hinagiku's eyes, feeling pressure and heat in his loins. Hinagiku looked up into Hayate's eyes, feeling longing and love in her heart.
By this point, neither Hayate nor Hinagiku had it in them to defy their inner desires. Hayate's dick was throbbing painfully, its tip glistening with precum, and Hinagiku's pussy was soaked with her maidenly nectar.
"Please, Hayate-kun..." she murmured, her voice cracking as she spoke, her womb aching to be filled. She broke off, groaning weakly as she desperately rubbed her body against him.
Hayate smiled softly, knowing what Hinagiku wanted even before she asked. Clapping his hands sharply down on her young hips -- shapely, but slender, not yet filled out in fullness of womanhood -- causing her whimper happily at the touch of his hands, Hayate kissed her once more. And even as his tongue returned to what was swiftly becoming its home away from home, he gently guided Hinagiku down onto him.
She moaned into his kiss, already lost in euphoria from the feeling of his member probing, then breaching, her pussy. It was a wondrous sensation, indescribable save perhaps as a sense of wholeness or completeness, as though all her life she had been unknowingly missing an important part of herself, a part that was now at last returned to its rightful place.
Hinagiku's body shuddered as Hayate, slowly at first, began to thrust in and out with uncanny ease. She was on fire, burning up from within and without, every inch of her skin sparking wildly at his touch. She caressed him longingly as he pumped harder and faster and deeper, bucking her hips into his, feeling his hardness fill her up utterly and completely, pounding against her innermost places as he fucked her with a continually increasing fervor.
The two of them were all but lost to the world as they fucked, completely oblivious not only to the fact were they out in the open, but also that lunch break had ended ten minutes ago. Yukiji was lying on her side a few feet away, still stark naked, watching with laidback amusement as her two students (one of whom was her baby sister) made furious, passionate love to one another.
Hayate grunted as he shot another load of seed into Hinagiku's cunt. He had come inside of her a few times already, and his semen was all but gushing out of her pussy with every thrust of his hips, but neither of them were yet satisfied. Hayate was yet as hard as ever, and indeed felt like he still could come a few dozen more times, at least. And lost as he was in a haze of lust, he had every intention of going on until he could go no more.
And Hinagiku, for her part, did nothing to deter him, rather pleading him to fuck her more and more and more in such a delightfully lewd and shameful voice that Hayate could do naught but oblige her. With every load of semen he shot into her, she felt for a few moments an unimaginable ecstasy, and with every time it faded her desire to feel it again grew all the stronger, even amidst all the other sensations Hayate made her feel as he made love to every inch of her body, worshipfully caressing and pleasuring all of her most private, most sensitive places.
Yukiji, of course, gladly egged the two on from the sidelines with everything from suggestions for baby names to offers to let the last one conscious have their way with her, and the latter she usually punctuated by smacking her juicy, womanly hips or squeezing together her sizable tits while making some very lewd noises.
Hayate loved the warmth and tightness of Hinagiku's pussy, and Hinagiku loved the feeling of Hayate inside her. They loved the sex they were having, and they were quickly coming to love each other.
Hinagiku squeezed Hayate's firm buttocks as he came inside of her for the umpteenth time, and Hayate in response slapped Hinagiku's similarly toned ass, before playfully pinching her nipples. This, of course, caused Hinagiku to come with a yelp, bringing her number of orgasms up to exactly twice of his, and Hayate could not help an uncharacteristic smirk crossing his face at the expression on hers.
He kissed her once more on the lips, and they lay there, content.
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