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Caught	By : AlkalineSith Category: +G to L > Love Hina Views: 8960 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 1 – Caught by Kendo
         It was a dark and stormy night. Motoko Aoyama chuckled wryly to herself as she climbed the steps to the sound of rolling thunder. Sounds like a bad story. She wished that this had been one of those evenings that she remembered to carry an umbrella. But, she thought to herself, I didn’t expect to have to come back to Hinata Apartments tonight.
         She’d planned to spend the next two days with her sister, since Keitaro had come home on a surprise visit from one of his trips overseas. After the initial rambunctious celebration, the girls had agreed during a rooftop meeting to scram so that Naru and Keitaro could have some time alone. But, Motoko sighed to herself in irritation, I had to go and leave my most important study guide here. As the inn came into view, she noted that aside from the exterior lights and one solitary window, the building was completely dark.
         She stepped into the foyers, whispering a brief prayer and apology for intruding. She slipped out of her shoes and clad stealthily upstairs towards her room, her stocking-clad feet making no noise on the wooden floors. She moved slowly, trying to remember the way towards her bedroom that didn’t take her past Naru’s door. It wasn’t going to be easy, since she had the room next to the older girl’s. When she finally reached her door, she carefully slid it open, moving it as slowly as she dared, gingerly stepping inside as soon as the door was wide enough to admit her slim form. She slipped a small penlight from her pocket and swept it across the room, finding her forgotten study guide almost immediately. She tiptoed towards it carefully, bending down to pick it up.
         The moment her fingertips touched the book, a faint, feminine moan reached her ears. Oh my God! She thought to herself, shutting her light off immediately, as her face and ears grew hot. They’re doing it! If she’d been near a mirror, she probably could’ve seen herself easily, so red she must be glowing. She wasn’t sure what an engaged couple does when left to their own devices, but she certainly hadn’t been expecting that. Quiet, intimate conversations; plans for the future; even a little drinking, maybe – but not that. Her thoughts derailed as she heard the feminine moan again, this time accompanied by a muffled voice, clearly Keitaro’s.
         Her face beet red, Motoko quietly crept closer to the wall that separated her room from Naru’s. The moaning grew louder, as did a rhythmic creaking noise. As she listened, she became aware of a moistness growing between her legs. Why is this turning me on? She asked herself. A brief image flashed in her head then with her in that room with Keitaro instead of Naru, and she knew why. She caught herself from falling over just in time. She may be really turned on, but she couldn’t interrupt them, especially not now.
        Her breathing increased as she listened to their sounds of passion, her left hand moving to squeeze one breast gently, the other down past the hem of her skirt, slowly pulling it and exposing the soaked white panties beneath. A female squeal from next door created an image in her mind of making that sound herself, and without realizing yet what she was doing, her fingers slid aside her panties and started stroking her wet pussy.
         Her eyes began to roll up into the back of her head as she listened to Keitaro and Naru’s lovemaking, her mind’s eye removing Naru and putting herself in the older girl’s place. As the grunts and squeals increased, so did Motoko’s arousal. Oh God! She thought to herself, I wish I were Naru! So lost in her own approaching climax was she that the conversation next door only served to make her hotter.
         ”How do you like it, slut?”
         “Oh, Master! I love it!”
         “Even in your ass?” These words were punctuated by a sharp sound, as of an open hand hitting flesh.
         “Oh, Master! I’m going to cum!”
         OH GOD, thought Motoko, he’s fucking her ass! Despite the inherent dirtiness of the act, she felt her pussy and asshole spasm at the thought. Her thumb stroked her clit frantically as her fingers plunged into her depths then.
         The woman next door screamed in pleasure and the man said something too, but Motoko couldn’t make it out over the sound of Naru’s scream. I wish that was me screaming like that. The swordswoman’s mind conjured an image of Urashima taking her from behind as he surely must be taking Naru, and bit her lip hard as the image sent her over the edge of her own climax.
         She lay there, panting, as she tried to get her thoughts back under control. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been writhing on the floor with the force of her orgasm. For all she knew, she’d passed out. I can’t believe I did that, she thought to herself, pulling her fingers from her abused cunt as it twitched pleasantly with the afterglow. She attempted to straighten her clothes as she closed her eyes, wondering for a moment what the happy couple next door was doing now that their passion had been spent.
         “Now,” came Keitaro’s voice through the wall. “Lick me clean, slave.” Slave?
         “Hai, Master,” replied a soft demure voice. It could’ve been Naru’s voice, but when had the older girl ever been demure?
         Motoko’s eyes shot open and then hardened as she got to her feet instantly. That bastard! She thought. Here we clean out of the dorm for the weekend so that they could have some time alone, and he goes and cheats on her! There is no way that was Naru-sempai! She grabbed her sword and leaped for the door. He will pay for this! She ripped open her own door, nearly ripping Naru’s off the track as she yanked it aside, eyes full of fire, sword out and ready, the raven-haired avenging angel of Hinata Girl’s dorm.
         “Bastard! How could you cheat on Naru-sempai, Urashima! You are the most hor-“ She froze then as her brain finally caught up with what her eyes were seeing, even if it didn’t believe what it was she was looking at.
         Keitaro had his hand on the back of the head of the woman on her knees in front of him, and from the noise, Motoko’s cooking brain thought, it was clear she had his cock buried deep in her throat. What stopped Motoko’s wrath cold, however, was the woman’s hair and outfit.
         She was dressed in a variety of leather straps, crisscrossing over her body, covering very little. On the floor between her legs (and, indeed, running down her thighs as well) was a white goo, only slightly tinged with brown. Oh God! Motoko thought as she tried to make sense of it. That’s his -! And her -!
         The last thing Motko saw before her brain went into overload was the reddish brown head lifting and turning a beet-red face towards her. A reddish brown head and red face topped by an unmistakable pair of hair-antenna.
*****
         Keitaro blushed as he looked down into the face of his promise girl, her own face beet red as well. She kept her eyes downcast, one hand on his cock as she licked her lips. Keitaro sighed and reached down to briefly caress Naru’s cheek.
         “She caught us, Master.” The beautiful Tokyo-U student said softly.
         Keitaro, momentarily taken aback by Naru’s continued submissiveness, could only nod his affirmative. He reached down and dug his fingers into the girl’s hair, pulling it slightly, hard enough to make her wince slightly. “I’ve told you about speaking out of turn, slut.” He murmured softly, before sighing again as he looked at the ronin’s prone form.
         A glance back at Naru’s trusting eyes told him what he needed to know. “Naru.” He said and something in her eyes changed as she realized that her lover and fiancé was breaking out of their game for a moment. “I’m going to take a walk.” He motioned to her cellphone. “I’ll take your cell. Call me when she wakes up and you two have had time to talk, ok?” He smiled at her nod.
         “Hai, Master.” She said, her head bowed low in supplication as he stood up and started pulling on his clothes.
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