‘This must be some kind of dream,’ thought Keitaro.  ‘It just HAS to be some sort of waking dream I’m having right now.  There’s no way that this is ACTUALLY happening in real life, no matter how real it might feel right now.’  These were his thoughts as he was carried bridal-style in Naru’s arms towards his bedroom, with Mutsumi and Kanako flanking him from each side as the women walked down the hallway, their footfalls being rather loud and pronounced as they hit the floorboards, making soft ‘thuds’ and ‘booms’ with every step.  Just another reminder of what happens when a woman shoots up in size, going from the five-foot-whatever range to more than eight feet in height.

“Naru?” said Keitaro as he looked up at her lovely features.

“Yes, my love?” responded Naru as she looked down at him with a smiling gaze that could melt butter, not letting up a bit as she walked.

‘Okay, now THAT is not how Naru normally talks,’ thought Keitaro.  In all the time he had known the young lady, she had become remarkably cutesy and super-girly in the span of a few hours, in both her words and how she physically acted around him.  Ever since that heart-to-heart in the hot springs, Naru had become so much more seductive, nurturing, and perhaps a tad bit clingy towards Keitaro.  Though this behavioral shift was rather unexpected, it certainly wasn’t disliked from Keitaro’s point of view…not in the slightest.

“Um, where are we headed exactly?” asked Keitaro as he gently swayed in Naru’s arms.

“To bed, of course, you silly little man,” answered Naru with a smile.

“I suppose you’re right,” said Keitaro, hoping things were going to take a rather innocent approach and not turn into some kind of ‘hot-and-heavy’ type of erotic fanfiction.  “It is getting late, and we should get our rest after all.”

“Sure thing,” replied Naru, “AFTER we’re done, of course.”

“Done?” asked Keitaro, sensing that things were about to take a turn.

“Making love, darling,” said Naru with a very warm and endearing grin on her face as she gazed into Keitaro’s eyes.

“N-Naru, do you need to be so…so blunt about that sort of thing?” asked a very flustered Keitaro, “Especially in the presence of others?”

“If you’re referring to Mu-chan and Ka-chan here,” responded Naru as she continued walking, “there’s no need to worry about that sort of thing.  They’ll be joining us after all, so there’s no need to be prim and proper about that sort of thing.  They are your ‘wives-to-be,’ after all, my darling.”

‘Okay, Naru is DEFINITELY not the girl I know anymore,’ thought a wide-eyed Keitaro.  ‘I don’t know if Kaolla brainwashed her or if it had something to do with those pills she and the other girls took, but Naru is definitely a LOT more frisky than usual, especially with her being so blunt and forward about things in the bedroom.’

“N-Naru!” exclaimed Keitaro, “You’re REALLY okay with what you just said?  Honestly?  The idea of sharing…me…US, with other women?”  Naru stopped walking, now just outside Keitaro’s door, with both Mutsumi and Kanako flanking her.  Naru closed her eyes, took a deep breath, sighed, and then proceeded to speak as she looked deep into Keitaro’s eyes.

“To be honest, Kei-kun,” began Naru, “a part of me still would rather have you all to myself.  I don’t ever want to lie to you under ANY circumstance, so I’ll be direct in saying that some small part of me would prefer that you and I stay exclusive…”

“Well, in that case, just-” began Keitaro before being cut off by Naru.

“That being said,” Naru gently interrupted, “I’m aware that I’m not the only woman here deserving of love or of getting to be with her ‘Prince Charming’ as it stands, my dear sweet little Kei-kun.  I can’t quite put it into words, but I’ve come to realize that everyone here - EVERY SINGLE WOMAN - has a good heart and deserves to be with the one she loves, no matter what.  And while some are quicker to come to terms with that than others, I feel that eventually, the same conclusion will occur when all is settled.  Deep down, I feel that Amalla and Kaolla are right:  You’re simply destined to a harem, my darling Kei-kun.  And while a tiny part of me isn’t thrilled about the prospect of that scenario, on the whole I am willing to let that scenario play out…as long as I get MY share of the action, of course, which I intend to start with tonight.”

“B-but Naru,” replied Keitaro, “even after what you’ve just said, then why are Mutsumi and Kanako here then?  Are you REALLY okay with sharing…me…alongside them tonight?”  As Keitaro spoke, the blush on his cheeks became all the more pronounced, getting flustered and nervous at the idea of talking about having a four-way orgy.

“I told you, darling,” resumed Naru, “these women deserve to fall and love and STAY in love with the man who makes their hearts race like he makes my heart race.  And I’m not just talking about Mu-chan and Ka-chan here either.  Kaolla, Motoko, Amalla, Tsuruko…pretty much everybody here has strong feelings of love for you.  Some are just more apparent than others, but the outcome is pretty much guaranteed in the end, and I don’t intend on being the one to stand in the way of a good woman and the man she loves, even if it happens to be the same man whom I am in love with.” 

“But Naru,” spoke Keitaro once more, “as much as I’m trying to understand where you’re coming from, don’t you think it’s better for everyone here to have their own special someone to love and cherish?  Shouldn’t love ideally be something treasured between two people, with each person loving the other whole-heartedly above all others?  I mean, I’m not necessarily against the idea of a multi-sided relationship for other people, but I don’t think that’s something I’d necessarily want for myself.  It makes me feel…I don’t know…dirty?  Unfaithful?  Something along those lines, you know?”  Clearly, Keitaro still had his doubts about this arrangement, even with Naru’s blessing or ‘go-ahead’ over the whole matter.

‘Leave it to Keitaro to be the final obstacle,’ thought Naru with a warm-hearted grin.  ‘I’ve pretty much given him the green light on this whole thing and HE is the one who has reservations about it.  It’s kind of adorable and warms my heart, but much as I admire that about him, for the sake of EVERYONE’S happiness, that little character trait of his has gotta be told to take a hike.’

“Kei-kun,” stated Naru firmly yet also gently, “it’s FINE, really it is.  I’m a big girl now…hell, in a way, I’m a REALLY big girl now,” Naru chuckled at her own little play on words, “so I can learn to make compromises here and there.  It reminds me of that one song by that band named Maroon 5, now that I think about it.”

“Which song is that, Na-chan?” asked Mutsumi.

“That song called “She Will Be Loved,” from the band’s first album,” explained Naru.

“And how does that song figure into this?” inquired Kanako.

“It’s not always rainbows and butterflies; It’s compromise that moves us along,” said Naru, quoting the line.

“I see,” muttered Kanako in response, “I’ll admit, that’s a fairly apt line for these current circumstances.”

“Anyway, enough reminiscing about songs and the like,” continued Naru, stopping at the threshold of Keitaro’s bedroom.  “Ladies, would one of you be so kind?”  Naru asked, gesturing towards the door, since her arms were full (of Keitaro) at the moment.

“Of course, Na-chan,” replied Mutsumi, bending down to slide open Keitaro’s bedroom door and gesturing for Naru to enter first.

Naru bent substantially at her knees, waist and neck so as to avoid bumping her head against the doorframe.  She also cradled her arm around Keitaro’s head so as to protect him from bumping against the door frame as she entered.  As she walked through, Naru couldn’t help but notice that her hips, thighs, and shoulders brushed along the sides of the doorframe, indicating just how big overall she had become since the last growth spurt.  If things continued like this, it wouldn’t be just a matter of being too tall for door frames, but too WIDE for them as well.

After Naru passed through, Mutsumi followed after, with Kanako coming in right afterwards and shutting the door, but not before placing a “Do Not Disturb” sign upon the outside of the door, in order to make things perfectly clear to whomever was outside of Keitaro’s bedroom.  After all, Keitaro and the three women were about to become VERY occupied with one another for the next hour or more.

Now that all members of the soon-to-happen fourway were present, it was time to get to the matter at hand.  Of course, with Keitaro being the stubborn, well-meaning gentleman that he was, he simply couldn’t help but be obstinate right until the bitter end.

“Mutsumi, Kanako,” began Keitaro, now placed on the ground, still nude (and covering his genitals the best he could with both hands), “are the two of you REALLY okay with this?  Don’t you want a man all for yourselves, instead of one you’d end up sharing?  Wouldn’t you want to be with somebody who was yours and yours alone?  Because all of this seems like some kind of crazy dream and-”

Before he could get another word in edgewise, Keitaro was silenced, with his own lips being stopped by a rather direct smooch which was being initiated by Kanako.  There was no tongue-play involved, but that wasn’t necessary at the moment.  The intensity of the kiss and the amount of time that passed during it were more than adequate to shut Keitaro up and drown him in bliss once more.  Eventually, after a good twenty seconds or so, Kanako broke off the kiss and stood upright once more, directly in front of Keitaro and standing proudly before him in all of her nudity, not even bothering to cover either her breasts or her maidenhood.

“Keitaro,” began Kanako in a somewhat firm tone of voice, “listen to me very carefully when I say this, okay?”

Keitaro simply nodded his head, looking up at his not-so-little sister and wondering just what she was about to tell him.

“I love you.  I am IN love with you.  Ever since we were little, from the earliest I can recall, I’ve had strong feelings for you.  At first, I wondered if those feelings were just the makings of a crush, or some case of ‘puppy love’ as some like to call it, but they weren’t.  I’ve been in love with you for a very, very, VERY long time.  Just thinking about you helps put my mind at ease and calms my heart whenever I’d be in duress.  Around the time I was entering high school, I had made up my mind that I would do what it took for you to see me as something other than your little sister.  I wanted you to see me as a woman…as a lover, and perhaps one day as your wife.  And that dream of mine never really went away.  I thought  that perhaps after the little tiff that you, me, and Naru went through in the old Hinata annex building that those feelings would eventually die off…but they haven’t.  In a way, like me, they’ve simply grown and grown and GROWN.”  The pun wasn’t lost on Keitaro, who felt a stir in his crotch at the mention of growth.

“And while like Naru a part of me would rather keep you all to myself,” continued Kanako, “I’ve made peace with the hard reality that this way is less confrontational in the long run.  Sure, there might be the occasional bout of jealousy among us over having personal time with you, especially in the bedroom.  But I think that over time we can learn to adapt and adjust accordingly…make compromises as Naru mentioned.  And like Naru, I also agree that there isn’t a single woman here in Hinata who doesn’t deserve to be with the man she loves.  I just can’t bring myself to stand between any of the other ladies…my fellow ‘wives to be’, and our husband.  I’m not sure I could live with myself for being so sneaky and underhanded, even if it meant having you all to myself.”

“Kanako…” muttered Keitaro with little more than a whisper.  From his viewpoint, this was a lot to take in, and Keitaro was at a loss for words after hearing his adoptive little…younger sister pour her heart out before him.

“So please, please for the sake of everything good and decent and for love itself,” stated Kanako in a more direct tone, “please stop being so damn chivalrous and take this bountiful garden being offered before you.  I know that you have that stubborn streak in you that hates the very notion of cheating on Naru, and I…scratch that, WE - all of us women here at Hinata love you for that.  But that doesn’t mean that you can’t indulge yourself now and then and have some fun.  What point is living then if you can’t enjoy yourself from time to time?  Do you plan on being some penitent monk and abstaining from any and all pleasure?”

“Well…no, not really.  I never really considered THAT option as far as life choices go, not that there’s anything necessarily wrong with that for those who wish to pursue that lifestyle,” responded Keitaro.

“Well then, if you’re not planning on becoming chaste from now until the end of your life, then for heaven’s sake, have a little fun now and then.  Take pleasure and enjoy this!  Most men would give a LOT to be where you are, even if it’s with women who are eight feet tall or more.  I just don’t want you having this cloud of guilt that seems to hover over you on this matter, that’s all.  I know that Naru told you herself, but I’ll reiterate to help get the point across:  Naru is okay with this.  I’m okay with this.  Mutsumi here is okay with this.  And soon enough we - all thirteen of us Hinata girls - we will ALL be okay with this.  So for cryin’ out loud, stop feeling so guilty over this already!”  Kanako finished her tirade with another kiss, leaning down and wrapping her arms around Keitaro’s torso while French-kissing him with all the gusto she could muster.

Thirty seconds or so had passed from the last makeout session, with both Keitaro and Kanako breathing heavily in the aftermath of it.  Such was the need for oxygen after such a heartfelt tongue battle between the adoptive siblings.  Keitaro was in quite the daze and at a loss for words.  In Kanako’s case, the young woman had pretty much said all that needed to be said from her standpoint.  She simply looked over towards the other two women in the room, mainly focusing her eyes upon Mutsumi before speaking up once more.

“Well, Mu-chan?” asked Kanako, “Anything you’d like to add after all of that?  I’d rather not have you playing ‘silent partner’ in the midst of this whole thing.”

Sensing what Kanako was getting at, Mutsumi walked forward, casting Keitaro in her shadow as her lovely frame stood before him.  Everything about her was all the more magnified compared to usual:  Her curves, her supple thighs, her heavenly fragrance, the shine of her skin, and of course her magnificent bosom.  Mutsumi still held the title of largest pair of breasts at Hinata House, and now thanks to Kaolla’s little growth hormone, Mutsumi might hold the title of largest pair of breasts on the planet…at least largest pair of natural breasts anyway.  From what Keitaro recalled, according to Kaolla’s recorded measurements on her scanner, Mutsumi would need an I-cup brassiere to hold her massive mammaries securely.  Of course, that was BEFORE the last round of growth that was had, so if anything, that was probably outdated data by this point, meaning that Mutsumi’s bosom was probably in the J-cup range by now (if not even bigger).  Whatever the case may be, one thing was certain:  Mutsumi Otohime’s breasts were as spectacular as they were large…which was to say VERY on both.

Keitaro must have been staring intently at Mutsumi’s breasts, which surprisingly appeared to almost completely defy gravity, given how big they were.  Yet even with all the weight each bosom was surely packing, they hardly sagged at all.  The gaze which Keitaro had on his face only brightened the smile that was on Mutsumi’s face in turn.  It made her SO happy that the man she loved with all her heart appreciated her body.  Instinctively, she made her way closer until she was standing directly in front of Keitaro, with his nose brushed up against her stomach and her gigantic breasts hanging right above him like over-ripened fruit (practically akin to watermelons from Keitaro’s point of view).

Deciding to act on impulse (if only slightly), Mutsumi began wrapping her arms around Keitaro and lifted him up off the ground so as to press his face between her colossal cleavage, feeling his head being swallowed into her tremendous tits all the while and bombarding her with pleasure in the process, given the gentle moan that slipped out of Mutsumi’s lips, along with her nipples beginning to become erect all the while.

“Kei-kun,” began Mutsumi with a somewhat throaty moan, coming down from her modest sexual high at the merest of physical contact with the love of her life, “I’m in agreement with everything Kana-chan here just said.  She’s okay with this.  If anything, she practically WANTS this, surprising as that may sound.  I think that with time, she’s coming to embrace the idea of a harem, just like I have, along with Na-chan, Ama-chan, Tsu-chan, and Ka-chan.  In time, I’m certain that EVERYONE here will become okay with that arrangement, given how much they all love you…and I believe that they’ll all come to love each other almost as much as they love you as well.  We’ll all be both sisters and wives to one another…one very, VERY big happy family of us BIG girls loving you and one another.  That sounds like heaven to me, Kei-kun.”  Apparently, talking about matters of size among the growing amazons was getting Mutsumi turned on, which seemed to be a sort of pattern forming among all the Hinata women.

“B-but Mutsumi,” began Keitaro, only to have his objections silenced by the busty beauty holding him pressed against her body.

Apparently getting turned on rather quickly, Mutsumi leaned her head towards Keitaro and closed her eyes, pressing her lips against Keitaro’s in the process and playfully licking her tongue across Keitaro’s lips, begging for entrance.  After a few seconds, Keitaro relented and the big-breasted Okinawan girl began tasting Keitaro’s mouth for all she was worth, sucking and inhaling deeply while she did so.  It was becoming clear fast enough that Mutsumi was giving into her more basic, animalistic instincts and smothering Keitaro with all the affection she had growing inside her after so many years.  From Mutsumi’s perspective, she was driven to show Keitaro just how much he meant to her through her actions.  If Keitaro’s response was any indicator, she was doing a damn fine job of getting her feelings across to him.

‘Losing control,’ thought Keitaro.  With all of the love and affection he was getting from the three towering beauties who were currently in his bedroom with him, Keitaro’s sense of chivalry was about ready to be declared deceased.  It was simply too much pleasure for him to put up any more resistance, especially with all of the kissing he was being exposed to along with the heavenly aromas coming from these three amazons who were pretty much violating whatever personal space he had during this time.

Mutsumi eventually broke off the kiss, though she still kept Keitaro firmly in her grasp, holding him pressed against her magnificent bosom all the while and gazing straight at him with a mix of lust and romantic longing in her eyes.

“Kei-kun,” Mutsumi moaned, “won’t you return our love for you?  After all, we all love you so very, very, VERY much.  Is it wrong if we simply want you to love us back?”  Mutsumi finished by pressing out her lower lip and making the biggest pair of puppy-dog eyes right at Keitaro, in order to knock down whatever mental/emotional defenses he might have been able to muster as a countermeasure.

“I…I…uh…” said Keitaro, clearly at a loss for words by this point.

“Yes, Kei-kun?” asked Mutsumi, standing large and in charge before him, with both Kanako and Naru flanking her by this point.  All three women had ganged up on Keitaro, casting him in their collective group shadow and in the presence of their collective feminine musk which was filling the room at that very moment.  All these factors put together were eroding whatever mental defenses Keitaro might have been willing and able to put up by that point.  But being so outnumbered in the presence of such towering beauties had left Keitaro with no other option than to simply give in and let what was going to happen…happen.

“Well, Keitaro?” asked Naru with a warm grin.

“You were saying, Kei?” added Kanako with her own grin.

“Kei-Kun?” asked Mutsumi, leaning forward, placing her hands upon her knees, and letting her spectacular breasts hang and dangle before Keitaro like perfectly ripened fruit from the Garden of Eden.  Naru and Kanako proceeded to do the same, leaning forward and letting their own bosoms dangle in front of Keitaro for him to take in the sight of them in all their glory, nipples and all.

Naru decided that now was the time to pounce and make her move, hoping that it would finally get Keitaro on board, with both what the three ladies were offering him at that very moment and with the harem plan in general.  If Keitaro could somehow manage to say ‘no’ to what was being proposed to him at this very moment, then he truly was the most stubborn man on the planet when it came to being offered sexual nirvana.

“Come on, Kei-kun,” Narue whispered into Keitaro’s ear, less than an inch from her lips, “you know you want this.  And most importantly, you know you deserve this.  You’ve pretty much EARNED this after all you’ve been put through.  So come on…enjoy yourself and let us show you just how much we love you.”  The huskiness in Naru’s voice, along with the glazed-over look on both her face along with the other two women’s faces, was pretty much screaming “just do us already!” to Keitaro.

And right there and then, the proverbial damn had burst.  Keitaro Urashima’s obstinance had finally given way before the temptation laid before him.  He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, exhaled, and looked up at the towering trio standing before him in nothing but their birthday suits on full display.

“Alright then,” said a somewhat resigned Keitaro.  “If that’s how you ladies want it…if that’s REALLY what you three want, then I’ll relent.  I still feel dirty and dishonest in doing this, but I know that all three of you are being completely upfront and honest about this.  It all still feels very, VERY strange to me, and I honestly cannot wrap my head around how the three of you are okay with this arrangement, regardless of Amalla or any of the others.  But I don’t want to break anybody’s heart if I can avoid it.  And if all three of you are honestly okay with this arrangement…then…”  Keitaro was starting to lose his train of thought, fighting to muster up the willingness to say the words.

“Yes, Kei-kun?” asked Mutsumi

“Please, continue darling,” insisted Naru.

“Don’t leave us hanging here, Kei,” added Kanako.

“Then I’ll do my best to love all of you…all three of you anyways,” continued Keitaro.  “I really don’t understand just how it is that all of you are okay with this, and honestly I’m not certain if this proposition that Amalla is pushing - which all three of you are backing, by the way - is going to work out or not.  That being said, I’ll do my best to love all three of you as much as I am able, and to put all of my effort…all of my heart and soul into loving each and every one of you to the best of my ability.  So, if you all will have me, I can only hope and pray that whoever is listening will hear my prayers and help me to be a worthy husband…to all of you.”

At that very moment, Keitaro was collectively glomped on by all three women.  Surrounded in an entanglement of strong arms and large bosoms, Keitaro Urashim was at a complete loss for words at the overbearing display of affection he found himself in.

“Is this really happening?” thought Keitaro out loud.  “This has to be some kind of pervy dream.  There’s no way that I’m this lucky.”

Naru decided to respond by passionately kissing Keitaro right there and then, while taking one of his hands and guiding it to her bosom, directing his fingers over her now erect nipple and speaking between smooches.

“Go on [smooch] play with it [smooch] Kei-kun [smooch].  I WANT you to [smooch] have your way [smooch] with me [smooch] with ALL of us,” said Naru between kisses.

“Alright then,” replied Keitaro.  “I hope I can [smooch] satisfy [smooch] you all [smooch] to the best [smooch] of my [smooch] ability.”

“Alright now,” said Kanako, “enough foreplay already.  Let’s get down to why we’re all here, shall we?”  The look in her eyes clearly indicated that Kanako was horny as hell and she desired some sexual release at that moment.  She was done playing around.

Keitaro was taken by surprise as Naru wrapped her arms around him and laid herself against the floor, effectively becoming Keitaro’s ‘bed’ as it were.  After all, there was no way that anybody other than Keitaro was going to fit on his bed now, least of all four people together - especially when three of them were more than eight feet in height apiece.

“Mu-chan, Kana-chan,” said Naru, gesturing her head towards Keitaro’s bed, “could you two be  dears and remove that from here?  It’s taking up space unnecessarily.  I figured that we’re going to need all the room we can get under these circumstances.”

“Sure thing, Na-chan,” replied Mutsumi with a grin, making her way towards Keitaro’s bed with Kanako in tow.  Keitaro was amazed that the two women lifted the bedframe and everything on it with nearly no effort whatsoever.  They proceeded to carry it towards the door, tilt it on its side and slide it out into the hallway, keeping the blanket and pillows for Keitaro to rest on.  Once they slid the door shut, they turned their attention back to Keitaro and Naru…with lustful gazes in their eyes.

The love fest was underway now, with Keitaro riding atop Naru, making out with all the gusto he could muster up.  He proceeded to kiss her in several spots here and there - her mouth, her 

cheeks, her neck, her bosom, etc.  He sucked and nibbled here and there, getting moans of approval from Naru all the while as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back.

“Mmph…lower,” groaned Naru in increasing bliss.

“What was that, Naru?” asked Keitaro.

“Go…mmph…lower,” replied Naru, “with your kisses, Darling.”

Doing as she requested, Keitaro proceeded to kiss his way down Naru’s bosom and along her stomach, peppering her torso and belly button with smooches and getting Naru more and more turned on.  He spent a good minute or two with the kiss-themed foreplay before Naru spoke up once more.

“Lower,” repeated Naru, “further…mph…down, Kei-kun,” she declared.

Realizing that Naru wanted Keitaro to kiss her on her “other” set of lips, Keitaro asked for permission first.

“You’re sure?” he inquired, given his hesitant nature.

“Stop teasing me already and ravish me already,” moaned Naru in reply.

Feeling he need not say another word, Keitaro introduced his lips to Naru’s “lips” and smooched for all he was worth.  He apparently was doing an excellent job, given how Naru’s hips instinctively bucked as she gasped mightily in response.  The reaction threw Keitaro for a surprise, but still he persisted, using a combination of kissing and licking onto Naru’s delicate maidenhood and making the fire inside his girlfriend turn into a raging inferno.

A moment later, Keitaro was seized from his duty of pleasing Naru when he was hoisted by a pair of large hands under his armpits, and found himself facing Naru, who was sporting a very distinct blush on her face and lust glaring in her eyes.

“I want you inside me, now,” Naru huskily whispered as she gazed longingly into Keitaro’s eyes.  Her gaze intensified as she looked down towards Keitaro’s crotch and was greeted by a rather engorged member, standing proudly at attention during the kiss-themed foreplay (Naru knew this by the way it was poking against her).  From what could be surmised, Keitaro’s shaft was a solid nine inches long - at a bare minimum.

“I…hope I’m enough down there,” stuttered a rather flummoxed Keitaro.

“Oh, I think you’ll impress and then some,” replied Naru with a grin as she licked her lips.

Naru proceeded to lay flat on her back and spread her legs wide for Keitaro, making it all to apparent that she wanted him to “go to Pound Town” as some might refer to the act of intercourse (among the many catchphrases and sayings regarding innuendo around the act).  From a more logical sense, it was safer for Keitaro to be on top, given Naru’s size advantage over him and the fact that Keitaro was still in recovery mode from his recent gunshot wound.

“Ready?” asked Keitaro as he looked deep into Naru’s eyes.

“Take me now, darling,” throatily replied Naru.  “Make me your woman, here and now, Kei-kun.”

‘No more beating around the bush,’ thought Keitaro as he chuckled at his own pun a second later.

Keitaro thrust into Naru right there and then, feeling the warmth emanating from her maidenhood as he entered past her folds.  Naru replied with a gasp, becoming filled up with more and more of Keitaro’s shaft as he pushed inward.  Her mind was being hit with a tidal wave of pleasure as she opened her eyes wide and increased her rate of breathing.  She wanted this moment to last forever, even knowing that all good things eventually come to an end.  Therefore, she wanted to make the most of it while she had Keitaro in her embrace.

Back and forth the two of them went, Keitaro riding Naru like a bucking bronco, putting forth as much effort as he could, given the tenderness in his abdomen from his wound.  To his credit, he was certainly getting something right if Naru’s gasps and moans were any indicator.  From his perspective, Keitaro was in his own world of bliss.  Here he was on top of the woman he loved, showing his love for her in the most intimate way he could manage.  After all, he didn’t want this to be a simple “rolling in the hay” as some might see the act of fornication.  He wanted it to be special, to be a moment, a true expression of love and tenderness when two people are exposed and vulnerable before one another.

“Faster…more…more!” moaned Naru, being lost in the whirlwind of pleasure she was experiencing.  In another minute or so, she was ready to “reach the mountaintop,” so to speak, which ironically enough Keitaro was about to do the same.

“Naru…I’m gonna…I think I’m gonna…” said a panting Keitaro in response, maintaining his pace and pushing on for all he was worth.

“Yes, Kei-kun!  Yes!  More!  Keep it up!” wailed Naru, now deep in the throes of ecstasy.

The two moved with increased gusto, Keitaro pushing for all he was worth, feeling the walls of Naru’s maidenhood clench tighter and tighter onto Keitaro while Naru felt more and more of Keitaro’s shaft pressing deeper and harder, filling her up more and more and driving her crazy with pleasure in the process.

“Keitaro!” wailed Naru as she arched her back.

“Naru!” replied Keitaro with equal gusto as he arched his back, ready to blow his load.

Whether by random chance or fate, the two lovebirds orgasmed at the same time, each of them having their minds blown as they came simultaneously.  Naru collapsed with a thud as her body became limp, with her breathing becoming heavy and slower as her breasts heaved up and down as indicative of her slower breathing.

For his part, Keitaro collapsed onto Naru, his head resting between her large breasts and taking in her scent as he relished the softness and buoyancy of each tit, the nipples still erect even then.  From what he could tell, Naru seemed rather out of it and was blissfully fatigued from their romp, yet Keitaro still had plenty of stamina to go another round.  He was a little saddened that Naru seemed tired after one good round and was prepared to simply rest and cuddle against her when suddenly he found himself being gingerly pulled back and away from Naru, once again being lifted by his armpits.

“Alright, Na-chan, you’ve had your fun,” said Kanako as she held Keitaro by one of his armpits, the other armpit being held by her compatriot.  “Now Mu-chan and I are going to have our turn.”

“No fair,” moaned Naru with an adorable pout, “I still want to have some more time with Kei-kun.”

“You’re out of it right now,” countered Kanako.  “Get your stamina back up and then you can join in on the fun.  Besides, Mu-chan and I waited long enough.  Isn’t that right?”  Kanako looked at Mutsumi, hoping her bustier companion would back her up on this.

“Kana-chan has a point, Na-chan,” said Mutsumi.  “Take a little breather, and if you’re up for another round, you can join in on the fun.  For now, Kana-chan and I want to show our love to Kei-kun here.”

It seemed that Keitaro’s stamina would be put to good use after all, given that his erection was still standing firm and proud before the women, begging for more action.

“Well, Keitaro,” said Kanako as she gazed longingly into his eyes, “are you ready for a tag-team attack?  Because Mu-chan and I are HUNGRY for some love, and we need it RIGHT NOW.”

The two women closed in on Keitaro, both of them in just as much heat as Naru was a moment ago.  Clearly, they were hungry for some sexual gratification, eyeing Keitaro like starving lionnesses and him being their prey.

‘Guess the night isn’t over yet,’ thought Keitaro as he looked up into the eyes of these towering beauties, preparing himself for another round of sex in this fourway orgy.